OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (06/08) Live! From Casablanca,

[BookerShark]

<We cut to Ecosystem's office, but it is empty. The camera pans around a bit, but there is no one there. We leave the office and look back at the door, and the wall around the door, but there is no lineup sheet, nothing. Where did Eco go, and will there even be a card?>

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live From Casablanca, Morocco












Card subject to.........there being a card at all?

[BookerShark]

Fade in to the commissioner's office where Firewoman is actually SITTING~! Lucky is there also.

L: What are you doing?

FW: Making a card.

L: Isn't that the GM's job?

FW: Do you see a GM around? The network is going to be calling to know what to promote.

L: But you're suspended.

FW: Yeah...by Eco. Who's not here. Someone's gotta get the ring sent to the next place, which I think I've already got people on that...yeah, and then of course transportation for the crew and jobbers and--

L: Huh...okay.

FW: See?

Firewoman keeps working, and organizing and pretty soon everything for the move to the next town is where it needs to be and running like a well oiled machine.

FW: Okay, now...for next week...why don't we just do the card we were supposed to do this week?

L: Makes sense.

FW: Okay, if you type it up, I'll--

The phone rings. Lucky answers and looks serious for a minute and hands it to Fire.

L: Board of Directors....

FW: Oh....She takes the phone.....Hello!.....yes, I know, but no one else was able or willing to do it, so.........aw, that's sweet! You're welcome! ..... No, I get it, you have to vote to.....I know, but it needs to be done...........no, I feel fine.......a little nauseous but....Yeah, normal......Well, once my suspension is lifted I can just work in the office......so, yeah, about the card, I was thinking we just......huh? What do you mean I can't?.....but we don't HAVE a GM......................You realize that's all kinds of bullshit. Fine. Whatever.

Firewoman slams the phone down on the receiver. She stands and paces back and forth angrily.

L: What?

Fire doesn't answer. Instead, she takes the gun she got from Blackwater out of her waistband, aims, and fires, destroying the phone. She calmly puts it back, as Lucky cautiously stands up from where he dove behind a chair.

L: WHAT THE HELL?

FW: They said I can't make the card because I'm not GM, but they already have someone in mind. It's just a matter of signing the paper work and then they can make the card, and oh yeah, I'm still suspended.

Firewoman storms out.

[BookerShark]

*Darling Locker Room*

The Darling contingent is chilling in the locker room when Fire enters the locker room with the still smoking gun in her hand. Alexander turns and looks at her. She looks back. Alex holds his hand out. Fire sighs and hands the gun over. Alex passes the gun to Eliot. Alex reaches on the table and grabs a box and hands it to Fire. Fire takes the box and opens it to find a beautiful pair of sais. She smiles.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

~~~ The Texpress are aboard their charter bus, heading for Casablanca. Typically, there is nothing but stone cold silence for quite a while ~~~

Chad: I gotta say, I'm glad you stood up with me.

Zane: Was there any doubt?

Chad: Actually, yes. I wasn't sure you were still involved in this enough to care.

Zane: I even got involved in the brawl.

Chad: Really? How come?

Bridgette: One of the Blackwater Goons barged in here, pointed the gun at Zane and started threating Zane. I walked out of the back room and he pointed the gun at me and called me a whore. Zane attacked him and before I knew it, he had taken the gun from him and was tossing him down the hallway. He ran into more guards, and the DH and Matt Folz I think.

Chad: Wow.

Bridgette: Boys, it is time. Time for the two of you to get over this childish pouting fest... You too Zane..... and let's agree on a fresh start. We're bound to have someone in charge by the time Mayhem rolls around. Think about it. Eco is gone. Whomever replaces him is bound to appreciate your talents and will pull you off of curtain duty and put you back in the mix. This is your chance to re-claim your spot on the card.

Chad: Yeah... you're right.

Zane: ............

Chad: Come on man, don't be like this

Zane: ..........

~~~ Chad stands and walks over to where Zane is seated. He puts his hand out and stares at Zane ~~~

Chad: You and Me, getting back on top.

Zane: .........

Chad: I'll tell you what. We get to Morocco, I'm supposed to wrestle in a couple house shows. You set up some sparring sessions, I'll go out there and drop the title. I'll put someone over, I'll even let you decide who. Sound good?

Zane: No.

Chad: What?

Zane: No. You are a Champion now. I might not like that fact, but you have a Duty to go out there and defend that Championship with honor. If you lay down, you do the next champion a disservice.

Chad: Man, I don't want to have this coming between us. Let me vacate it.

Zane: No.

Chad: Why? We did that once with those Tag Team Championships, remember.

Zane: That was different.

Chad: Not really.

Zane: Fine. Do what you want.

Bridgette: Zane Ryan Myers! Here's your best friend, your tag team partner, making an effort to end this pissing match between you two! Why won't you make the same effort?

~~~ Zane gets up and walks around Chad to the bathroom and slams the door. Chad grabs his Aquafina bottle and throws it against the wall. ~~~

Bridgette: Please Chad, keep trying. I know he'll come around. He's really struggling with this. You can't tell right now, but he is hurting.

Chad: He's acting stupid. I don't know if I can deal with it much longer.

Bridgette: Please don't give up on him.

Chad: It's getting harder and harder not to.

Bridgette: I know. But don't let a few weeks of this ruin 20 plus years of friendship.

~~~ Chad slumps in his chair again and grabs his cell phone. ~~~

Chad: John Roberts please.......... John, This is Chad Madison.......... It was nothing. I just did what anyone else would have done, listen, how many shows do you have booked for Morocco? ........ Good. Set me up for a couple of those ........... It doesn't matter which ones. I just need some in-ring work this week. .............. Book it. Yes, make them all for the International Television Championship, and you know, you should really think about re-naming it something else. A Television Championship that never gets defended On Television just seems retarded. ................. I'll give it some thought. Thanks.

~~~ Chad closes his eyes, shakes his head and we fade ~~~

[BookerShark]

*Fade back in to the Texpress charter bus. Chad has dozed off, dropping his cell phone into his lap in the process. A referee appears out of one of the overhead storage compartments…

Ref: 1…2…3…Winner and new DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion…Chad Madison’s Cell Phone~!

*Just then, the bus pulls into a gas station. The stop wakes Chad from his slumber…

CM: What’s goin on? Where are we?

Bus Driver: Engine overheated. We had to stop for a bit. We’re in Abeche.

CM: What country’s that in?

Bus Driver: Chad.

CM: Yes?

BD: We’re in Chad.

CM: We’re in what, driver?

BD: *sigh* The name of the country we’re in is Chad.

CM: Cool. I need to get a picture of a sign or something. Where’s my phone?

*Chad sees that his phone has fallen to the floor where a bee has landed on it. A ref appears from under the seat…

Ref: 1…2…3…Winner and new DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion…an Africanized Killer Bee~!

*Chad pulls his hand back so as not to get stung, and the bee flies out the window.

*Through the magic of television, we cut to El Lobo Sangriento RIDING~! a rented Harley Davidson down the highway. He enters Abeche and pulls into the gas station to grab a drink. At that point, he notices an OOWF referee chasing a bee around with the DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Championship, attempting to award the bee the title. Misunderstanding the situation, Lobo grabs the belt from the referee, waits for the bee to land on his motorcycle seat, then and crushes the bee with the belt. Lobo turns to hand the belt back to the referee, but he has disappeared. Lobo drops the belt back on the seat and heads inside for a drink. As he does so, the referee shows up again. You see, Lobo put the belt down on top of the dead bee…

Ref: 1…2…3…Winner and new DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion…the DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Championship~!

*Lobo emerges from the interior of the gas station having quenched his thirst. He climbs back onto his rented Harley, noticing that it’s somewhat less comfortable than it was when he arrived, and pulls out of the gas station. After a few miles, he looks in his mirror and sees an OOWF referee on horseback trying to keep up with him. The ref is flailing his arms madly, clearly trying to get Lobo’s attention. Lobo pulls off to the side of the road, and the ref arrives on the scene, where he immediately dismounts and runs over to Lobo, who is still sitting on his motorcycle…

Ref: 1…2…3…Winner and new DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion…El Lobo Sangriento~!

*Lobo looks shocked at this news. The referee points at the motorcycle seat, and Lobo stands up, revealing the DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Championship…

ELS: Huh. This works. It’s not like I had anything else to do this week.

*FADE*

[BookerShark]

*In a bulletproof limo, heading toward Morocco, are Davin, His Angels, and Former POTUS Bill Clinton. The women are all listening to Bill with rapt attention*

FPBC: Yeah, I tell ya, you're gonna love Morocco. It's almost like the real world. Kind of the opposite of Khartoum, actually.

SDM: Well, nothing about that last week in Khartoum was "real world" at all. Except for the melodrama.

FPBC: I feel your pain, darlin'.

DM: Watch it.

FPBC: I just can't help myself.

DM: It's a gift, Mr. President.

*some silence*

FPBC: So, I wonder who they're bringing in as the New GM. Clearly, Firewoman will NOT be.

DM: Nope. Not her.

SDM: Davin says he knows.

DM: I DO know.

SFJ420: So, like, tell us already man.

FPBC: I like how you talk, honey.

SFJ420: *Blushing? I didn't think she swung that way* Thank you...Mr. President.

DM: I can't tell you, yet. It's not my announcement to make. Just...suffice to say that it's going to come as a major shock to everyone.

OGMSJ: Damn right it will.

FPBC: YOU know who it is too, lil mama?

OGMSJ: Elvis imitation?

FPBC: Not bad, right?

OGMSJ: Er...no, not bad. Uh. Anyway, yeah, I know too.

SDM: How come SHE knows and I don't?

DM: She HAD to know. Her approval wasn't needed necessarily, but it sure makes life a lot easier.

SDM: So wait, this is your choice Davin? You picked who it is?

DM: No.

SDM: But you were consulted?

DM: I found out.

SDM: How?

DM: Your sister has a big mouth?

FPBC: Can I get her number?

OGMSJ: Ha ha, you're so funny Mr. President.

DM: Jesus Christ...

OGMSJ: No, just Mr. President.

DM: ...

OGMSJ: What?

SFJ420: Wait...ALEXIS?

DM: She's not the GM. That wouldn't work so well. But since she's a semi-active wrestler and does a lot of backstage and back office stuff...she hears things. And like I said, she likes to run her mouth. At least to me.

SDM: I think ONLY to you.

DM: Well, I'm sure Alex too.

SFJ420: Wait, ALEX is the new GM?

DM: Yeah. No.

FPBC: So who is it?

DM: I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

FPBC: You could try, but I still have Secret Service protection.

OGMSJ: I just know it's going to blow people's minds. And it will also be SuperCute.

SDM: That sounds repulsive. Well, can I ask this? Will this new SuperCute GM favor some people over others? Like, will this piss Moose off? Because if so, that would be awesome.

DM: Oh no. This definitely won't piss Moose off - No Moonbeam, Moose is not the new GM.

SDM: Wait a second...is it- *she whispers something in Davin's ear*

DM: Uh huh.

SDM: No shit?

DM: No shit.

SDM: That could be...awful.

FPBC: It also could be amazing, darlin'.

DM: Stop it.

SDM: Wait, what? How do you KNOW? You didn't know 10 seconds ago!

FPBC: Leon Panetta was in my cabinet. He's a dear friend of mine. His job now is to find stuff out, and he knows he can trust his good pal, Billy. I can't wait to meet this new GM.

DM: Yeah. I bet you can't.

FPBC: Now Davin...sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

DM: And sometimes, it's not.

*fade as they continue driving*

[BookerShark]

i]We see a POV shot heading towards a swank penthouse hotel room. The person we're following opens the door. We hear them drop their bags and go to a table with a note on it. They open the note and it reads:[/i]

"If you hadn't got on that plane, you would have regretted it.
Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow.
But someday. And for the rest of your life.

Here's Lookin' at You Kid. With All My Love."

The person sets the card down and we

*fade*

[BookerShark]

Chad is sitting in the bar in Casablanca, drinking an Aquafina. Firewoman comes in, and doesn't see him at first. She goes up to place her order.

FW: Whiskey...wait, fuck...no.....bottled water.

The bar tender shakes his head, mumbling something about weirdos going to a bar for water. He brings her an Aquafina as well. Chad sees her and rushes over.

CM: Fire!! Here...wait...let me get that.....Here...sit down...can I get you a stool for your feet?

...and generally starts hovering. Fire watches all of this, torn between being amused and annoyed.

FW: Chad......

CM: Yes?

FW: Can you do something for me?

CM: Sure....YES! Name it...you want a pillow? BARTENDER! Let's get a pillow over here!!!

FW: No...no....not that....BARTENDER! Cancel the pillow.

The bartender shakes his head.

CM: Right...no pillow...that's stupid...okay....

FW: Chad....

CM: Yes?

FW: Please stop hovering or I'll find another gun.

CM: OH....oh....sorry.

FW: It's okay...I appreciate the sentiment but....I'm just....

CM: Overwhelmed?

FW: Yeah....and......I just don't think.......

CM: Yeah, not a good environment...although with no Eco it's improved considerably.

FW: Not just that...it's ...it's me........

CM: Oh......

FW: Yeah....okay, subject change..........How's Zane?

CM: Eh...kind of the same......

FW: I tried talking to him, but I should have known.....he never liked me, I don't know why he would listen. But I promised him and I'm promising you, I'll get you back where you belong on the card.

CM: I know, but just...you know, don't stress yourself out, it's not good for--

FW: Seriously...quit that.

CM: Sorry......so.........question.

FW: Shoot....wait, kidding....go ahead.

CM: So.......Alex's?

FW: YES!!

CM: Okay, okay! Just asking......

FW: Sheesh.

CM: Sorry.

FW: ....

CM: ....

FW: Kinda boring with no matches, eh?

CM: Yeah...let's just continue the small talk and drink our Aquafinas

FW: Deal.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

<Death is sitting with Ecosystem atop a building in Safi, Morocco. Ecosystem's suit still bears stains from the bloodbath.>

Death: A couple days ago, a man was killed here in a pro-democracy protest. Utterly senseless. But dictatorship has bred worse.[/i]

Eco: As has democracy. I get your schtick. You bathe me in blood, symbolizing the blood I've spilled, and you talk to me about African dictators, and you try to draw rough comparisons. But the morality is different, the scale is different.

Death: Right and Wrong are not dependent on scale, Junichiro. Violence breeds Violence, Death breeds Death. You crossed a line and you created me.[/i]

Eco: I'm uninterested in this game.

Death: That's obviously not true. You followed me out of the arena, and you're sitting with me on a rooftop a day later.[/i]

Eco: ...Fair. But what else should I do at this point? I need to re-group, re-strategize, plan better than I did, set up my backup plans. This may seem a foreign concept to you, Masked Arsonist, but the inmates can't run the asylum.

Death: They would call you inmate.[/i]

Eco: But they're wrong.

Death: Is that so?[/i]

Eco: Look, Davin mocks me for it, but are you really going to group in a Yale-educated man with our little Island of Misfit Toys?

Death: The test of someone's merit, their character, is in what they have accomplished, not what they have been rewarded with for their accomplishments. You trust yourself much more than others, Junichiro. And maybe that was okay for a while. But is that trust gap still justified?[/i]

<Ecosystem reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small handgun>

Eco: Give me my phone back.

Death: Please don't point that at me. You don't want to point a gun at me.[/i]

Eco: Or else you're going to pull a flash paper trick again?

Death: You're not a killer, Junichiro. But you have accidents. You didn't want your Blackwater guards to fire, but in your delirium, you let an accident happen. You don't want to fire that gun, but in your sleep-deprived state, you might have an accident. Put it down. [/i]

<Eco slowly bends down, setting the gun down by his feet, then kicking it off the side of the building>

Eco: Give me my phone now. I'm going to find my way back.

Death: Do you understand yet what you have to do?[/i]

Eco: It's not your...I mean...

Death: You have to kick the gun off the roof. I know it's dangerous to let someone else have the gun, but it's dangerous to everyone--including yourself--to let yourself hold the gun when you're not certain what you're doing with it...or why.[/i]

<Death takes a couple steps toward Ecosystem...handing him his phone.>

Death: I have to punish you, Junichiro. I'm sorry, but I do, and come Wednesday, I will. But your punishment will be less severe based on how you answer this question:

What good am I doing ruling this company? And is it superior to the good I will be doing if I step down?

The leadership of Morocco has an answer for now. It may change. Your answer is allowed to have changed as well.[/i]

<Death walks down the fire escape, leaving Eco alone atop the building>

My name is Death and the end is here...
06-08-11[/b][/i]

FADE

[BookerShark]

SFJ#1 - "Chris Cole, LD Williams, Mooshead Jack, Davin Moreland, Ecosystem. These are the names of the OOWF Grand Slam Champions... and now we add a sixth name to that list, the current Onslaught Champion, Stank. Champ I thank you for granting me this interview and as we sit here on a bus, making our way to the next OOWF venue, how does it feel to have finally accomplished becoming a Grand Slam Champion?"

Stank - "To be honest, Nicole, before now, I haven't really had time to let it sink in. I know it's an honor to have my name amongst the men you mentioned, though I find Juni's inclusion on that list suspect. I'm sorry for my role in him being there, I should have vetoed his reign as IC Champion after I took the Corporate Champion job... though I'm certain he would have awarded it back to himself anyway. Just as he tried to award himself all the championships last Mayhem."

"The man is a lunatic and in my arrogance I thought I might be able to curtail that. It was working for a time... but fate, God, destiny, the universe, whatever the case may be, had a different plan... and its herald was Alexander Darling. Out of that... the OOWF has been thrown into chaos and my World Championship title is in possesion of another. I will be getting it back... and next time Alexander Darling... there will be no Junichiro Muyo getting in the way."

"That's right Alex. I'm not done with you. You have something that belongs to me, a championship I never lost. I don't give a damn who may be in charge, know that I'm coming for you Alex. Know that your legacy depends on it."

SFJ#1 - "But getting back on topic..."


Stank - "Getting back on topic, one good thing did come out of this mess. I captured the Onslaught Title and am now a Grand Slam champion. You asked how it feels.

It feels right."

SFJ#1 - "Do you forsee any issues in defending the Onslaught Championship?"

Stank - "What do you mean?"

SFJ#1 - "Uh.. Well... it's not-"

Stank - "Don't strain yourself, Nicole, I know what you mean, and once again, to be honest, there's a reason I haven't been Onslaught Champion before this current reign. It's really not my preferred style of wrestling. I'm pretty much a no holds barred kind of competitor and this championship represents restraint in a way. It's about skill. It's about technique. It's about pure wrestling and it's about... honoring your opponent... even when you'd just as soon cave in their skull with a shovel."

SFJ#1 - "Well let's go over the rules, shall we?"

Stank - "Okay."

SFJ#1 - "Matches are 15 minute time limit, though you can request different time limits."

Stank - "Okay."

SFJ#1 - "The title can change hands on an intentional disqualification or count out."

Stank - "I've lost a number of matches on a count out. It's an actual tactic a number of my opponents have employed to get a win over me. It's bullshit, but whatever. Maybe I will have to incorporate it into my own game. My understanding is that they are going by a 20 count rule so that gives us a little more wiggle room."

SFJ#1 - "Let see... Each wrestler gets three rope breaks during the match, after that, the ropes can no longer save them."

Stank - "I'm cool with that."

SFJ#1 - "Each wrestler gets three warnings from the referee, the fourth results in a disqualification, if you get disqualified, you lose the title."

Stank - "Three warnings, huh? I can take advantage there."

SFJ#1 - "The last rule is a handshake before, and after, the match."

Stank - *sigh* "Yeah, I remember. We'll see how many want to shake my hand after I beat them."

SFJ#1 - "You sound more confident."

Stank - "I'm always confident. Listen, I didn't get to be where I am without learning how to adapt to circumstances. Though I prefer to utterly destroy my opponents in the ring. I have the skill to keep them conscious long enough for them to shake my hand at the end of a match. In all seriousness. I'm not just a dominant force. I'm a damn good wrestler. The Onslaught Championship represents wrestling at its purest. I can rise to that occasion. You don't get to be a Grand Slam Champion without knowing a little something about wrestling. I can defend this title and anyone who thinks I can't would be a loser, and a fool. Don't believe me?

Then you haven't been paying attention."

SFJ#1 - "Thank you for your time."

Stank - "Sure."

FADE

[BookerShark]

<We open to the annex of the Casablanca Sports Complex, where a press conference has been set up. We see the OOWF Board of Directors sitting behind a table on one side of the podium, and Ecosystem sitting on the other side looking disheveled and a little lost. Mrs. Andrea Blackburn stands up and addresses the waiting media.>

AB: Ladies and Gentlemen. As you are well aware, circumstances brought on by the actions of General Manager and CEO Junichiro Muyo, also known as Ecosystem, caused the workers of the OOWF to openly rebel and refuse to work. While the board of directors does not condone the actions of the wrestlers in participating in a wildcat strike, we understand that conditions were made unbearable by the actions of the CEO.

The OOWF Board of Directors has a responsibility to provide the fans the best show possible, and when at all possible, the card that was promised to them in the advertisements. After the wrestlers boycotted the show, and Junichiro Muyo was forced to bring in replacements, the Board of Directors met to decide what course of action would be appropriate.

It is no secret that Mr. Muyo is the CEO and owner of the OOWF, creating it in September 2004. While the Board cannot force Mr. Muyo to sell the OOWF, we can, however, force him to resign his position as General Manager and suspend his privileges as CEO of the OOWF until such time that he complies with guidelines we have set down with him. Those guidelines will not be made public and will remain between Mr. Muyo and the board. Mr. Muyo’s replacement as COO of the OOWF will be Mr. Clive Davidson, a current member of the Board of Directors. The position of General Manager will be filled at Midweek Mayhem on Wednesday June 8th. Mr. Muyo has a few comments, there will be time for questions later.

<Eco gets to his feet and walks to the podium. He stands there for a moment, staring into space, then clears his throat and speaks>

Good evening.

This is not the first time I have spoken to you from this office, where so many decisions have been made that shaped the history of the OOWF. Each time I have done so to discuss with you some matter that I believe affected our best interest.

In all the decisions I have made in my public life, I have always tried to do what was best for the OOWF. Throughout the long and difficult period of this conflict between the wrestlers and Blackwater Security, I have felt it was my duty to persevere, to make every possible effort to complete my job as CEO to the benefit of the OOWF.

In the past few days, however, it has become evident to me that I no longer have a strong enough political base among the locker room to justify continuing that effort. As long as there was such a base, I felt strongly that it was necessary to see the process of building the OOWF through to its conclusion, that to do otherwise would be unfaithful to the spirit of that deliberately difficult process and a dangerously destabilizing precedent for the future.

But with the disappearance of that base, I now believe that my purpose as CEO and GM has been served, and there is no longer a need for the process to be prolonged.

I would have preferred to carry through to the finish whatever the personal agony it would have involved, and my family unanimously urged me to do so. But the interests of the OOWF must always come before any personal considerations.

From the discussions I have had with the Board of Directors, I have concluded that because of this unfortunate recent incident I might not have the support of the wrestlers that I would consider necessary to back the very difficult decisions and carry out the duties of this office in the way the interests of the OOWF would require.

I have never been a quitter. To leave office before my goal is completed is abhorrent to every instinct in my body. But as CEO, I must put the interest of the OOWF first. The OOWFneeds a full-time CEO and a full-time General Manager, particularly at this time with problems we face both inside and out of the ring.

To continue to fight through the months ahead for my personal vindication would almost totally absorb the time and attention of both the OOWF and the fans in a period when our entire focus should be on the great issues of building a company that rivals all others before or since.

Therefore, I shall resign the title of General Manager effective at noon tomorrow. A new General Manager will be announced at MidWeek Mayhem.
As I recall the high hopes for the OOWF with which we began my second reign as General Manager of the OOWF. I feel a great sadness that I will not be here in this office working on your behalf to achieve those hopes. But in turning over direction of the OOWF to a new General Manager, I know, that the leadership of the OOWF will be in good hands.

In passing this office to a new General Manager and Chief Operating Officer, I also do so with the profound sense of the weight of responsibility that will fall on their shoulders next week and, therefore, of the understanding, the patience, the cooperation he will need from all of the OOWF and their fans.
They assume that responsibility, they will deserve the help and the support of all of us. As we look to the future, the first essential is to begin healing the wounds in the locker room, to put the bitterness and divisions of the recent past behind us, and to rediscover those shared ideals that lie at the heart of our strength and unity as a great wrestling federation.

By taking this action, I hope that I will have hastened the start of that process of healing which is so desperately needed for the OOWF.
I regret deeply any injuries that may have been done in the course of the events that led to this decision. I would say only that if some of my judgments were wrong, and some were wrong, they were made in what I believed at the time to be the best interest of the OOWF.

To those who have stood with me during these past difficult months, to my family, my friends, to many others who joined in supporting my cause because they believed it was right, I will be eternally grateful for your support.
And to those who have not felt able to give me your support, let me say I leave with no bitterness toward those who have opposed me, because all of us, in the final analysis, have been concerned with the good of the company, however our judgments might differ.

So, let us all now join together in affirming that common commitment and in helping our new General Manager succeed for the benefit of all the OOWF.
I shall leave this office with regret at not completing my goals, but with gratitude for the privilege of serving as your General Manager and, more importantly the CEO for the past 7 years. These years have been a momentous time in the history of the OOWF and the world of wrestling. They have been a time of achievement in which we can all be proud, achievements that represent the shared efforts of the Administration, the locker room, and the fans.

But the challenges ahead are equally great, and they, too, will require the support and the efforts of the locker room and the people working in cooperation with the new Administration.

We have ended the OOWF’s most recent war, but in the work of securing a lasting peace in the company, the goals ahead are even more far-reaching and more difficult. We must complete a structure of peace so that it will be said of this generation, the current generation of OOWF stars, by the fans of all of wrestling, not only that we ended one war but that we prevented future wars.

For nearly ten years in public life I have shared in the turbulent history of the OOWF. I have fought for what I believed in. I have tried to the best of my ability to discharge those duties and meet those responsibilities that were entrusted to me.

Sometimes I have succeeded and sometimes I have failed, but always I have taken heart from what Theodore Roosevelt once said about the man in the arena, "whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again because there is not effort without error and shortcoming, but who does actually strive to do the deed, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumphs of high achievements and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly."

I pledge to you tonight that as long as I have a breath of life in my body, I shall continue in that spirit. I shall continue to work for the great causes to which I have been dedicated throughout my years as an active wrestler, a General Manager, a CEO, and the Leader of Lost Souls, the cause of peace not just for the OOWF but a great show for all fans.

There is one cause above all to which I have been devoted and to which I shall always be devoted for as long as I live.

When I first took on the responsibility of creating the OOWF 7 years ago, I made this sacred commitment, to "consecrate my office, my energies, and all the wisdom I can summon to the cause of providing the best product possible to the fans."

I have done my very best in all the days since to be true to that pledge. As a result of these efforts, I am confident that the OOWF is a better place today, not only for the people of the OOWF but for the fans in all nations, and that all of our fans have a better chance than before of seeing what wrestling should be.

This, more than anything, is what I hoped to achieve when I sought to create the OOWF. This, more than anything, is what I hope will be my legacy to you, to our fans, as I leave my position as General Manager and Chief Executive Officer.

To have served in this office is to have felt a very personal sense of kinship with each and every wrestler who has worked here. In leaving it, I do so with this prayer: May God's grace be with you in all the days ahead.

Thank you.

<Eco leaves the podium without answering any questions. The Invisible Ninja Cameraman follows him through the arena and out the back door where a waiting chopper sits on the tarmac. Eco stops, turns around and looks back at the arena and throws up a double peace sign, then turns and climbs into the chopper. The door closes and the chopper lifts off the ground and disappears into the warm Moroccan evening>

[BookerShark]

*Outback Jack and former Gm The Rick are sitting outside a casino on a bench, drinking adult beverages*

OBJ: What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?
Rick: My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.
OBJ: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.
Rick: I was misinformed.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is curled up on the couch, WATCHING~! Ecosystem's farewell address. Alexander comes in, and watches the last two third of it with her.

AD: Huh.

FW: So who's going to be GM?

AD: What?

FW: And can I still be commissioner? I mean...I can't wrestle, but I need to earn a living, and...

AD: Wait, back up...you don't remember our conversation?

Firewoman rewinds a bit and listens some more to how sorry Ecosystem says he is.

FW: He just doesn't get it.

She pauses at a point where Eco has a particularly sad and somber look on his face. She stares at it for a long time. Alexander starts to get nervous.

AD: Lis, whatever you're thinking....

FW: Xan?

AD: Yes, dear?

FW: Can I have my gun back?

AD: What? No...why?

FW: To shoot the television.

AD: I don't even have to think about it. NO. Besides, I don't have it anymore and also it wasn't your gun.

FW: Fine.

Fire gets up angrily and storms into the other room. Alexander starts to breathe a sigh of relief, but then remembers who he's talking to.

AD: Wait, Lis, no, it's not in there.

Firewoman comes back out with her new sais, flips them around expertly and jams them right into Eco's eyes. The glass immediately shatters and the picture goes out with a crackle and poof. Alexander ducks a bit, using his arm to shield his face. Fire calmly sits down and goes back to eating her ice cream. Alex looks at her, at the television, then back to her. He shakes his head and picks up his cell phone, talking as he walks out of the room.

AD: Yeah, Lucky...we're going to need ANOTHER new television.....

*fade*

[BookerShark]

<Moosehead Jack is in a nice Japanese restaurant, evidently in a private room. There is a nice spread on the table. Moose looks relaxed and lights up a cigar and sips a drink as a reporter for one of the Japanese wrestling magazines sits down.>

Reporter: Moose, thank you for taking the time to sit down with me for this interview. You rarely do interviews with magazines, so I consider this an honor.

MHJ: I had nothing else to do.

R: Let’s get started. I suppose the first question is, why did you come to Japan when you were suspended from the OOWF?

MHJ: It was time for a break. Everyone knows I have a history in Japan, the fans know me here as Ketsueki Seishin, one of Poe’s disciples. I am comfortable here, the Japanese fans keep their distance, its not like the idiot American fans who think they can interfere whenever they want.

R: You bring up Ketsueki Seishin…….are you aware that there is someone currently competing in the OOWF as Ket?

MHJ: Yes, I am very aware of that.

R: And you are ok with that?

MHJ: Yes. Aisha approached me and asked me if she could manage Ket in the OOWF. We had had this conversation a long time ago, it just finally came to fruition during my suspension

R: Some would argue that it is convenient that Ket would appear while you are suspended. Some believe it is you.

MHJ: Well, if that were true, I would be racking up some hellacious frequent flyer miles going from Africa to Japan almost daily. I am here, Ket is there, I don’t see what is so difficult about that.

R: There has been talk that, if it is NOT you under the mask, that you are tarnishing the legacy of Ketsueki Seishin by letting someone else wear the mask.

MHJ: People can think whatever they want. The fact is, I created Ket when I came to Japan. I can do whatever I want with him.

R: What does Poe, or the Hawaiians think about it?

MHJ: As far as I know, Poe is fine with it. As for the Hawaiians……whether they are ok with it or not doesn’t really matter to me. I haven’t heard anything from them, so I assume they don’t care.

R: Let’s talk a little more about your time in Japan. There was an incident with your sister, Firewoman, would you care to clear that up once and for all?

MHJ: As you know, veteran Japanese wrestles are traditionally hard on American wrestlers, especially rookies. If you know Fire, you know that one thing she does not do is back down or show any kind of subservience. She rubbed people the wrong way, but she was right. She was too good to be curtain jerking on cards. Anyway, she was at a fight club one night, a practice that is frowned upon officially, but ignored completely unofficially, and I guess some people decided to teach her a lesson.

R: Some have said that person was Poe

MHJ: I will be honest here, I don’t know whether it was or wasn’t. Poe has told me he did not do it, and I believe him. He has no reason to lie about it. He knows me, and he knows that lying about it, and me finding out about it later will only make it worse. I know it doesn’t LOOK good for him, I get why people think he would be behind it, but as far as I know, he was not. And it is not like Fire didn’t have her share of enemies outside of wrestling either.

R: What do you say to people who claim that Ket was behind the stabbing?

MHJ: I say that they are idiots. Look, Fire and I have had our differences, there is no doubt about that. We have traded punches before, and we will do it again, but stabbing? No. Not Fire. I am not going to say that there AREN’T people I would consider gutting, but Fire is NOT one of them.

R: Why didn’t you acknowledge that Fire was your sister?

MHJ: Because at the time it wasn’t necessary. And, at the time, I thought it would do nothing but hurt Fire’s career. She was trying to make a name of her own, she didn’t need to be Ketsueki Seishin’s sister. I had my share of enemies there too, and there was no reason to bring her into that.

R: Did you have anything to do with Fire coming to Japan?

MHJ: Not much. I am not going to take credit for that. I knew she was training in Philly, and I knew she would be a success. There was interest in bringing her in anyway. I was asked whether I thought she could cut it, and I said yeah, but that was all there was to it.

R: Had she asked you, would you have done it?

MHJ: Had she asked? Yeah. But you know Fire. That is not going to happen.

R: There is one name we have to mention when talking about Japan, you were involved in one of the bloodiest feuds wrestling has ever seen with Alexander Darling. Your final match with him was borderline homicide. Why do you hate him so much?

MHJ: This has been covered over and over again. He and I are from different worlds. I just don’t like him, or anything about him.

R: And that justifies attempted murder?

MHJ: For most people? No. If I recall right, he was doing just as much to hurt me, though he claims it was just self defense, which is bullshit.

R: Will you two ever bury the hatchet?

MHJ: You know, there is no set of circumstances that I can envision where I would ever willingly do anything other than split his skull open. So, no.

R: Even though he is your brother in law.

MHJ: ESPECIALLY because of that

R: It seemed like the wedding took things between you two to a whole new level of hatred.

MHJ: Well, again, to me it was a completely calculated move. He claims it was just the alcohol in both of them, I don’t believe that for a second.

R: Does the fact that they are still together ten months later change that at all?

MHJ: No

R: What about the reports that Fire is pregnant with Alex’s child?

MHJ: No comment

R: That would be your niece or nephew……

MHJ: I said……no comment. Move on.

R: Ok, let’s talk about your feud with Davin Moreland. For most of Davin’s tenure, you two have had a pretty peaceful coexistence, what happened to change that?

MHJ: Davin likes to think that he is the only one that matters in the OOWF. Davin wants to be the center of attention, no matter what. He will insert himself into everything to get attention. He got involved in DEVILS, supposedly to break it up, whatever. He got involved in the whole strike thing…..he pretends he gives a shit about the OOWF, but he doesn’t, he gives a shit about Davin Moreland. Period. It was inevitable that he and I would cross paths eventually, and this was just the time.

R: You mentioned the strike, what are your thoughts about the wrestlers banding together to oust Eco?

MHJ: It needed to be done. Look, I am the last person to criticize crazy. I have done my fair share of things that people think are reprehensible, but the fact is, I have never been in a position of authority while doing it. I have known Eco a long time…….this probably won’t be popular among some people, but Eco is genuinely one of the smartest people I have ever met. He has a mind for things, but he tends to over think everything. He did the same thing with the Establishment and his first tenure as the GM of the OOWF, he tried to control everything, and he lost it all. If Eco could do things without letting the power go to his head, he could be a great GM.

R: You say that despite what he did to your sister?

MHJ: What he did to Fire…….he will have to pay for that. Fire has not got her full measure of revenge for that. But that Eco, that was in the context of wrestling, that is a different Eco from business man Eco, or GM Eco.

R: You say Fire has not got her full measure of revenge, what about you? What he did to Fire has to make you less than happy

MHJ: Yeah, the whole kidnap and torture thing is a bit of a touchy subject to me. Look, one of the problems Fire and I have had since we were kids, is that sometimes Fire expects me to fight her battles. Fire can be an instigating shit, there are plenty of times she brings her troubles on herself, and she has to understand that I am not going to jump and fight for her every time she does something to piss someone off. That said, what Eco did was WAY beyond that. Eco will get his, whether it is from Fire, me, or both of us, it will come. He knows that too.

R: Back to the strike for a moment, you were serving your suspension at the time, but had you been there, would you have stood with your fellow wrestlers?

MHJ: Yeah. I would have had to. There are a lot of people on that roster that I respect. There are a few of them I actually like. There are a whole bunch that I hate with a passion……BUT……they are an extended family. I hate Alexander Darling more than anyone on this planet, I hate the whole Darling clan, but when it comes to something like this, something not storyline driven, but something that actually affects our ability to make a living, you have to stand up. I might have caved in his skull with HDB afterward, but at the moment, I would have joined them on the stage.

R: You mentioned respect. You have been criticized by some for throwing that word around a lot, does it lose its meaning?

MHJ: Well, some people confuse respect with like. Everyone who gets into the ring and does what we do, you have to have a degree of respect for them. They put their bodies on the line every night. Now, there are some I have FAR more respect for than others. And, just because I admit a grudging respect for someone doesn’t mean I like them. Respect has to be earned, it is not given, I learned that in Japan. When I was a rookie…..I had done some work for JAPW and some small feds in Detroit, and I admit, when I got to Japan, I thought I was a whole lot better than I really was. The vets over there knocked me down a peg or two real fast. I learned that those guys had no reason to respect me at all, I had to earn their respect.

R: Did you?

MHJ: I think so, yeah. I was never the most popular guy, but that wasn’t my job. When I was feuding with some of the top faces over there, the crowd wanted me dead. I knew I was doing my job, and more importantly the guys in the back knew I was doing my job as well.

R: You mentioned the fans, you often refer to them as They and seem to have little respect for them, why?

MHJ: Because……most fans are idiots. They are so easily manipulated, it is really laughable. And they are hypocrites. They scream for me to die……I have had old ladies and kids yell some of the most vile things at me, it is really amazing……they boo me for breaking the rules, but they cheer the faces and encourage them to actually end my life. When Tytan did what he did to Eco, the fans cheered that, stop and think about that, they cheered for one man to KILL another man, and were happy to do that. They showed no remorse when it was over, they simply moved on to the next heel and cheered for his death as well.

R: You have spoken out against the fans, and claim they don’t matter at all to you. Is that true?

MHJ: I really don’t care. I mean, if I think about it, it annoys me, so generally I ignore them and just do what I do best. Every now and then I hear them, and realize they are booing the shit out of me, so I will antagonize them a little more.

R: You say you hear them, so surely you have heard some of the cheers Moosehead Jack gets

MHJ: Yeah, I have heard it. Davin likes to go on and on about that. Of course there are people who are going to cheer. There are some sick people in this world, so there will be people who like what I do.

R: Does that matter to you?

MHJ: No, not really. I am going to do what I am going to do, cheer, boo, do whatever, my actions will be the same no matter what.

R: Let’s talk about your tenure in the OOWF. You, LD Williams and Outback Jack are the longest tenured wrestlers in the OOWF. How did you get your start?

MHJ: I was wrestling in Japan in 2004, and my contract had expired at the beginning of September that year. I was working on a per-show deal until we could work something out. About mid-September Ecosystem called me and said he was starting up a new fed, based in the US and he wanted me to come in and work for him. He made me a generous offer that the guys in Japan wouldn’t match, so I came to the OOWF.

R: What about Jack and LD?

MHJ: Well, I believe Jack was splitting time in Australia and Japan, I think he was teaming with Gator then too. We hadn’t crossed paths much, but I was aware of him. Evidently Eco was too.

R: Jack has been kind of quiet lately, there are rumors that he is going to retire, any truth to this?

MHJ: I am probably the last person Jack would tell that to, so I have no idea what is going on with him. Jack has always been like that though, he is not flashy or anything, he just is what he is. But in the ring? You may not find a tougher wrestler. I always enjoy facing him because I know I am in for a hell of a fight.

R: And LD Williams?

MHJ: I have said before, LD Williams is the best wrestler in the history of the OOWF, hands down.

R: Where was he before the OOWF?

MHJ: I believe he was wrestling in a Canadian fed in Windsor, though, by then he might have been doing some freelance work with his Ma too.

R: There are rumors that you and LD wrestled several times before you both made it big.

MHJ: Yeah…..well, he broke in with a fed in Windsor, or at least had some matches there when he was still green, and I was doing some work for some small feds in Detroit, we faced off a few times, but we were way down the card and no one really cared.

R: Who won?

MHJ: We both won. When we were in Detroit, I would cheat to win, when we were in Canada, he would get biased officiating from the refs and win <Moose laughs at this>

R: You and LD have never feuded in the OOWF, in fact, if the records are correct, you have only had one official one on one match, why?

MHJ: LD and I just generally either end up on the same side of things, or out of one another’s way. It just worked out that way.

R: Would you like to wrestle him?

MHJ: If need be, I would, sure.

R: Who would win?

MHJ: Well of course I would <Moose laughs again> Look, I am not about to put LD down, technically, he is light years ahead of me. And he can hold his own in any brawl with anybody in the world, but….I have been known to go that extra step of crazy where he has not. Would that be a factor? I don’t know. Maybe one day we will find out.

R: You were involved in one of the OOWF’s first mega-feuds with Concrete TG, what sparked that feud, and why did it get so intense?

MHJ: Crete…….sometimes in wrestling things get personal, and that is what happened with Crete. We were pretty much polar opposites, and that showed in the matches. We got to this weird point in things where he was going against his very nature to try and beat me, he was doing things in matches that he normally would not have done. I reveled in that fact, which only made it worse.

R: In your final big match against Crete, the Three Stages of Hell Match, you lost, but in another respect, you won the feud, care to elaborate?

MHJ: Yeah I lost the match, but sometimes there is a bigger picture of things. Crete beat me, but he was never the same after that. That feud took something out of him, and he just wasn’t the same. I don’t know if the fact that he had to resort to things I did to beat me messed with his head, or what it was, but after that, he just couldn’t bring it with the same intensity that he once had. And now, honestly, I don’t know what he is doing.

R: You have been in the OOWF since day one, you have seen everyone come and go, who were some of your favorites over the years?

MHJ: Seraph was one guy……man he was a strange dude. But he was tough as hell in the ring. He was always a tough match. Hardbody Harris……that guy was probably the most over face I have ever seen, the crowd popped HUGE for him.

R: I will throw out some other names………Firechild

MHJ: Great cruiser……..he had a great run with 3 Piece Set, Cole was another one, that guy was really good, it’s a shame he had to leave the ring so soon.

R: The Chickenshit Heels

MHJ: One of the best tag teams in OOWF history. They were pretty much THE definition of old school southern heels. Just great to watch. Their feud with Drink and Destroy – the BEST team in OOWF history in my opinion – was legendary.

R: You mentioned Stank, you have been close with him since the formation of the Five, but people forget that you feuded with him. What are your feelings on Stank?

MHJ: Stank is another one I have a ton of respect for, he has done it all in the ring – and I plan on being there for his Grand Slam induction – I put him right there with LD as one of the greats of the OOWF. We have had our share of differences in the past, and I am sure we will again, its just how things work

R: You dropped the OOWF world heavyweight title to continue teaming with Stank. Ultimately, he went on to win the OOWF Invitational, and you lost the tag titles in a handicap match to the Brass Knuckle Kings. Did you expect Stank to drop the world title to go after the Kings and the tag titles?

MHJ:…….you know, I guess the thought crossed my mind, but Stank and I are two different animals. My reasons for winning the world title were two-fold. The first was to keep Alex from having it. The second was to use it to get a contract from Rick. I honestly don’t care about being world champion, I don’t need to be the face of the OOWF. It just doesn’t matter to me. Stank…….well, when I say it like this, it sounds like I am criticizing him, and I’m not……the world title means more to him. Tag titles come and go, he and I could team again tomorrow and we could capture the titles in a matter of weeks if we wanted to, but for Stank, being the world champion means more, and I am fine with that. At the time, I might have been a little pissed, but that is water under the bridge.

R: Switching gears for a moment, you once said you believed you would die in the ring, that you would never be able to walk away from it, why?

MHJ: Well, what else am I going to do? I mean, yes, I know it is sad to see some of the old timers wrestling in gyms in front of a hundred people. And its not money, I have enough of that to live just fine for the rest of my life……its…….its just what I do. At some point, I know I am going to lose a step, I am going to slow down. And, given my reputation…..I mean there are going to be kids out there who want to make their name by being more hardcore than Moosehead Jack. It is going to happen at some point, there is nothing I can do about that. The whole thing is going to end badly at some point, but really, what else am I going to do? What would you think if you came into a store and Moosehead Jack was waiting on you?

R: I would probably be terrified. What is your opinion on the current state of the OOWF?

MHJ: Right now, I think it is as good as its ever been, which is saying a lot since there were times when we were clicking on all cylinders and things were going great.

R: You mentioned the Five…….how did that come about?

MHJ: Well……Poe and I had known one another from Japan, so working with him was natural. At that point, Fire had firmly established herself in the wrestling world, and especially in the OOWF and we thought it was time that we revealed that we were related. LD was a no-brainer for me, I had been teaming with him in kz, and he was just a natural fit. The last spot was between Davin and Stank, and we decided that we wanted Stank. Stank had been a face pretty much his entire career up to that point, but he decided that he wanted on board. The rest is history.

R: I would imagine that decision did not sit well with Davin Moreland.

MHJ: Well, I don’t know if Davin even knew he was being considered, or if he would have agreed to it. It doesn’t matter though, Davin……well Davin is Davin, and sometimes Davin has a little trouble being a team player.

R: When the Five is mentioned, there are inevitable comparisons to DEA. What do you have to say about that?

MHJ: Well, of course I think the Five were better than DEA. I know some people will think I am putting DEA down, I’m not. They were an outstanding group, they were the first to hold all the OOWF gold, and that is an accomplishment that no one can take from them, I just think we were better.

R: If you were to match up DEA and the Five, how would you do it?

MHJ: well…….since Fire is the common denominator in both, you kind of have to take her out of the equation. So, I would imagine Stank would face Davin, since their feud was legendary, Alex and Poe would match up, again, another legendary feud, and kz would face Texpress. You have three solid matches right there. DEA also had Alexis, but I believe that was before she was full time wrestling. And there were others that were kind of hanging around there, but I think that was the core of the group.

R: Who would win a match between you and Fire?

MHJ: Again, I would, of course. Seriously……..Fire is a lot like LD Williams, she is technically great. Now, Fire also brings a lot more crazy to the ring, but as much as her brother? No. I think if it came right down to it, she would hold back, its just her nature when it comes to us, but ONLY us, she would kill anyone else, and not hesitate.

R: So you think you would win?

MHJ: If we wrestled ten times, I win six out of ten. It’s close.

R: You have mentioned in the past that wining the world title was not a huge priority to you. There are some that say if you are not competing for the world title, trying to be the best, you have no business in wrestling.

MHJ: To me, that is a very narrow view of things. Look, there are some guys who NEED the attention that come with the world title. There are some that need that justification of their careers. I know where my career stands, even if I had never won a world title. Look at Tommy Dreamer……Tommy never really won the world title, but his place in wrestling is defined, and set in stone. Being a twenty-something time champion like Ric Flair? That is great for some, but it just isn’t my thing. I was the first ever Grand Slam champion in the OOWF, and it was mostly by accident. My niche is not holding world titles. My niche is not being the greatest wrestler to ever lace up a pair of boots. My niche is being the toughest, meanest son of a bitch to ever step into the ring. If you get people to answer honestly, they will say I am that guy. I am content with that.

R: I would like to do some more word association, give me your thoughts on the following wrestlers, Stan Fulton.

MHJ: Stan Fulton has the potential to be the next Stank. That is, one of the most dominant wrestlers the OOWF has ever seen. The big man just needs to calm down a bit, he has accomplished a lot in his short time here, you try to do too much, and you will burn yourself out, let it come to you. He is that good.

R: Some would believe you are saying that because he is a……well what is your relationship with Stan and the rest of the……as some call them, Not the Five. Is this the nucleus of a new Five?

MHJ: We have said this before, there is one Five and ONLY one Five. If the group is not me, LD, Stank, Fire and Poe, then it is not the Five. Period. As for Stan, LD, Stank, Tytan and I? There is nothing wrong with having people to watch your back. I will say this, I would much rather Stan have my back, than want my blood. It makes life a whole lot easier.

R: Eric O’Mac

MHJ: I often get the feeling that Eric doesn’t know what he wants. One minute he wants to be the best pure wrestler the OOWF has ever seen – and he can make a legit claim to that – the next minute he wants to be the spoiled rich son of Vince McMahon, the next minute he wants to lead the OOWF to war, the next he wants to be the shining example of all that is good. So, to be honest, I really have no idea what to think of Eric anymore. Tough in the ring when he is motivated, but how often do we see motivated Eric anymore?

R: You mentioned Vince McMahon, what was the fallout from your match at the OOWF vs. WWE Mayhem just before Fire’s wedding?

MHJ: Well, let’s just say Vince will not be offering me a contract anytime soon. Which made Rick not calling my bluff when I threatened to take the world title to Connecticut especially stupid.

R: Was there any bad blood between you and Eric over that?

MHJ: Not that I am aware of.

R: If Vince McMahon offered you a contract when your current deal with the OOWF expires, would you accept it?

MHJ: No. There is no way. Look, first of all, Vince has a LONG memory. LD and I kicked the shit out of his top two boys on national television. No way will he ever forget that. Two, I am Moosehead Jack. I am not Bronson Montana, or whatever ridiculous name Vince comes up with so he can trademark it. This is who I am, and I would not give Vince the privilege of making one dime off of me. Should the OOWF decide they don’t want me back, I can find plenty of work in Japan, or somewhere else.

R: Continuing on……JP Sparxx

MHJ: Punk ass with a lot of talent. But a punk ass nonetheless. When I get done with Davin, he is going to bleed.

R: What has he ever done to you?

MHJ: Nothing in particular, I just really don’t like him. He is all talk. He is soft. When push comes to shove, he can’t back up his words. He talked a big game against Stank, but when it mattered, he couldn’t come through. Despite that, he still thinks he matters. We’ll find out.

R: Danny Taylor

MHJ: That mute bastard. You know…….in one regard I envy Danny, he lives in a fantasy world where things are clear cut, they are black and white. There are good guys, there are bad guys, and there is nothing in between. The reality of life is, it is NEVER that cut and dry. Everything is shades of grey. Danny can go in the ring, but if he keeps up this kind of mentality, he is going to go the way of Crete. Or Ravenna, she had the same problem.

R: Ravenna seemed to be one of the few wrestlers to actually reach out to you, to try and understand how you tick, but in the end, you shut her out, why?

MHJ: Ravenna was a good kid, but she is like all other do-gooders, she doesn’t want to understand you, she wants to CHANGE you. I am not changing for anyone, this is who I am. I am the product of a drugged out whore of a mother and an abusive alcoholic father. There is no changing that.

R: Your family has been brought up a lot, especially with Fire. You never commented on that before, why?

MHJ: It is what it is, and I am not going to use it as a crutch. I don’t do everything I do because of what has been done to me in the past. Some of it? Yes. Davin pushed, trying to analyze what makes me tick, and yeah, when I am really pissed off, I see Pops across the ring, and I see red and want to kill whoever is in the ring with me. But is everything I do caused by that? No.

R: You have mentioned before that had you not turned to wrestling, you would likely be in prison for murder, what is it that keeps you from going too far in the ring?

MHJ: Honestly? I don’t know. There were times when I was facing Alex that I could have easily gone too far. Easily. For whatever reason, I didn’t. Would the same hold true if I was just some schlep working a factory job? I don’t know.

R: In December, Spin Hansen took his life after a battle with drug addiction. What were your thoughts on that?

MHJ: It was tough. Spin was a good guy, and a fierce competitor. No one knew what he was going through, he just sort of fell off the map. It is sad to say this, but that kind of thing really shouldn’t come as much of a surprise to anyone anymore. Still, when you lose one of your own, it is tough

R: What did you think when Fire died?

MHJ: Fire was never dead

R: Well, there are conflicting reports about that….

MHJ: No doctor told me she was dead. I don’t know what went on, but I promise you, to me? She was never dead. I would have known.

R: Before we wrap this up, do you have a prediction for you match against Davin Moreland, a no disqualification, 60 man Iron Man, Empty Arena Match at the upcoming Mid-Summer Night’s Scream 5 pay per view, live from Athens, Greece?

MHJ: It’s very simple. Davin, this is not a wrestling match. If this were Onslaught rules, you would have the advantage. It’s not. It’s a fight. An hour long fight, where anything goes, and there is nothing to stop me from doing whatever I want to do. Will I bleed? Yes. Will I hurt? Yes. Will I lose? No. I mentioned it earlier, some people need the spotlight, some people need to be the man. Davin Moreland is one of those people, he needs to be the center of attention, so he has this shred of self-preservation. Beating me would not make him the world champion. And he knows that. So somewhere, deep inside that mind of his, he is going to think “I have to win that title again, killing myself against Moose isn’t going to do that, getting injured isn’t going to do that.” The second he thinks that, I win. I have no desire for self-preservation, I have said it before, I fully expect to die in the ring. If that happens at Mid-Summer Night’s Scream 5? So be it. But I guarantee this, it won’t happen before I have my arm raised in victory.

Trust me.

R: Moose, thank you for your time.

<Moose nods and lights up another cigar, then gets up and leaves the restaurant and heads into the Japanese night.>

[BookerShark]

A light clicks on in the Destroyatorium, and we see various broken and cracked objects piled up. It looks like the remains of the place have been moved to the new location, but nothing has been set up. The camera pans back and we see Ashley standing at the doorway. She has one of the trios belts around her waist, and another slung over her shoulder. A whimpering is heard at her feet. She looks down and sees the puppy eyes of Shotglass staring up at her. She bends down and pats him on the head before heading behind the remains of the bar. Ashley places the two trios belts on the shelf and starts taking stock of what remains. DH walks into the room, pauses and looks at the somber scene. He heads over to join Ashley.

DH: Why don't we have new stuff to replace all the broken things?

Ashley: Well Vic normally takes care of that kind of stuff and well.....

She trails off remembering the events of last week.

DH: Hey it's cool, I get it. Don't worry, the Doc's said they expect him to make a full recovery, but he won't be able to travel for a little while. Danny is staying with him, but he said he would be back by Mayhem.

Ashley: Why bother? There is no lineup, and we still don't know who is running things. And where is Jack? I haven't seen him sense the strike.

DH: Jack ran into Rick, I think they went to share a drink and reminisce. Jack is one of the last remaining originals after all.

Ashley: Do you think they will reinstate Rick?

DH: No, I don't think they would want to, and frankly, I'm not sure he would take it if they offered. Wheres Spencer?

Ashley: She went to see how things where with Alex. I think Vic getting shot shook her up a bit.

DH: Understandable. Things got out of hand quick.

Ashley: So what now. This place is a mess, Wally is rarely around, Vic is in the hospital. We are scattered. Is this the end of D&D?

DH: No. As long as one of us remains, the fight continues. We regroup, rebuild. Everyone will recover in their own way and own time. This did not kill us, hell it may have made us stronger. Jack is back to his old school style. Danny has a reason to focus the rage he likes to hide. I'm looking forward to getting in the ring and tearing it up like no tomorrow. Even you girls showed a strength in getting Vic to safety. We will survive.

Ashley: I hope your right.

DH picks up a broken stool and a keg, he drags them over to the bar and places the keg down. He then snaps off the broken leg of the stool and props it up with the Keg. He tests it and then sits down on it. Shotglass hops up on the bar dragging a beer with him. He drops it in front of DH who cracks it open.

DH: We adapt Ash, that's what we do. (DH takes a drink from the beer) Now, let's talk about how we get my trios belt back from Justin without causing more problems with his buddy Stank.

For the first time Ashley smiles as we...


FADE

[BookerShark]

The Flyin' Hawai'ians are watching OOWF-TV in their dressing room. Kono is also there, sitting on Kai's lap. Aina seems to be keeping his distance. Noelani enters the room carrying a big box. She sets the box on the coffee table, pulls out a lighter, and lights the two candles on the table.

Kai: That our gift, Lani?

Noe: It is.

Kai: Tubular.

Kono: Tubular?

Kai: Still a word.

Aina: From the 80's.

Kai: 80's ruled, brah.

Aina: We were like five.

Kai: Ruled.

Noe: Open your gift from Poe and I boys.

Aina: Poe was part of this?

Noe: Sure was. He helped me get it at least. Not sure how fond of it he was, but who cares, right?

Kono: They should care.

Noe: Who asked you?

Kai opens the box and it is a large piece of black volcanic glass.

Kai: You got us a rock?

Noe: Not just any rock. Lava from Kilauea. Blessed by a priestess of Pele.

Kono: Guys, I don't like this.

Noe: Go ahead boys. Pick it up.

Kai and Aina both touch the rock to take it out of the box. As they do, the flames on the candles grow large and both Kai and Aina seem to be in a trance. Noelani quickly grabs something from her bag.

Kono: What did you do?!?!

Kono reaches to grab Noelani, who quickly turns on her with a taser. She blasts Kono with it and Kono falls twitching to the ground.

Noe: Howzit, Kono?

Noelani slaps Kono hard as she lays on the floor. Kai and Aina do not move. Noelani moves to stand in front of them and snaps her fingers. They respond by turning their heads to face her.

Noe: Come boys.






Moments Later...

Noelani comes out onto the stage in an empty arena. The lights come up enough to see the stage clearly. She clearly has a promo in mind, using the stage as a backdrop/prop.

She holds her hands up as if celebrating a victory. "Machinehead" by Bush begins to play over the speakers.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zjgdhr5fRUA
The stage lights on fire and smoke billows from underneath. The Flyin' Hawai'ians begin to rise through the smoke and flames as two columns of fire shoot up on the sides of the stage. After they come up from the stage, they come out through the smoke and stand behind Noelani. Their faces are painted like skulls and they now wear black loin cloth style tights.

Noe: The spirits have risen, Say hello to the Night Marchers.

Noelani grins wickedly as Kai and Aina exhale smoke.

At Kilauea, on the island of Hawai'i, a dog can be heard howling at the moon

[BookerShark]

**Fire is still seated on the couch in the Darling suites when a large shadow falls across her. She looks up, starts, and gets to her feet.**

FW: Ms. Williams! What are you doing here?”

MW: “I had some business nearby, so I thought I’d drop in and see how you’re holding up.”

FW: “Just peachy aside from being suspended, likely fired as commissioner, and not allowed to drink or smoke.”

MW: “And you’re having a baby.”

FW: “And that.”

MW: “This is where I’m supposed to tell you that motherhood is life’s greatest joy and that you should be thrilled about everything, right?”

FW: “I believe it’s traditional.”

MW: “How about truth instead?”

FW: “That’ll work.”

MW: “You’re going to gain weight, lose mobility, your emotions will be out of whack, and you won’t be able to do what you love. Being a mother is incredible, but being pregnant sucks.”

FW: “Great. Can we go back to lying now?”

MW: “It won’t be fun, but it won’t be the end of the world either. And it does have its upsides.”

FW: “Such as?”

MW: “You gave up smoking.”

FW: “And drinking.”

MW: “Honey, the first thing I did after I had L.D. was geet a stiff drink. But I never touched another cigarette.”

FW: “Huh.”

MW: “But the best part is the hormones.”

FW: “How so?”

MW: “You can blame them for everything.”

**Fire grins wickedly.**

MW: “A word of advice?”

FW: “Of course.”

MW: “Make sure hubby is in the delivery room.”

FW: “Alex?”

MW: “He seems like a good kid, and he obviously cares about you. Besides, he was there for the fun part, so when you’re in labour and someone needs to be punched …”

**Ms. Williams and Fire share a chuckle as we…**

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Ecosystem walks into the room where Mama Williams and Firewoman are. Mama Williams stands straight up.

MW: Thought you left.

Eco: At ease. (Eco pats himself down and raises his arms up.)

FW: Doesn't mean I have to be at ease.

Firewoman picks up her sais.

Eco: Okay, well fine, if you're going to play it that way, I'm carrying SOMETHING. But let's not go into it.

MW: What do you want?

Eco: Well, I was intending to leave for the week, but I got a sneak preview of the card, and I'm booked for the re-debut of whoever the do-gooder fake-arsonist maybe-former-champion with the stupid hood is.

FW: Am I on it?

Ecosystem/Mama Williams: PREGNANT.

FW: New Board could be crazy.

Eco: If I didn't book you last week, no one is booking you.

FW: Right.

Eco: Anyway, I don't know if you're be retained, reinstated, rehired-whatever as Commissioner. But if you are, you'll be good. But we have to bury our hatchet.

FW: You expect me to forgive you.

Eco: No. Mai.

FW: Your what?

Eco:Mai. Mai Muyo.

FW: Oh. What of her?

Eco: All she has been texting me is "I'm fine, I'm okay, we'll talk later. No worries." And that was enough to keep me from gutting you and Davin with a blunt tachi, but I need to know what you did to her.

FW: I did nothing to her, only with her.

Eco: With, then.

FW: I did nothing you yourself did not direct me to do.

Eco: I directed you not to see her.

FW: You gave me other orders. They came into conflict, and I picked.

Eco: You double-talking street shit-whore, how dare--

Mama Williams takes a step closer, Eco steps back.

Eco: Too far? Have it your way. Mai promised to call me sometime late next week and tell me everything. I wanted to give you the chance to be honest first...but I've given you too many chances already.

Eco exits.

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Fade into The Texpress Charter bus. It pulls up to the Bru Craa, Western Sahara Arena Chad, Zane & Bridgette all disembark and head into the bowels of the arena. Zane trails well behind Chad as they dissapear from sight. ~~~

~~~ Magical Time Shift ~~~

~~~ We see inside the arena, where Jordan Michaels is in the ring being introduced. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbH60wCO-Yw
]"God Blessed Texas"[/url] fires up and Chad Madison comes to ringside, wearing his International Television Title around his waist (Remember ALL good champions do this) and high fives the kids along the guardrail on his way down. HE climbs in the ring, hands the belt to the referee and the bell sounds.

Michaels tries to get the jump on Chad, and gets in a couple of punches, but Madison manages to duck and deliver a German Suplex. Irish whip by Chad, reversed by Michaels, who drops down, Chad jumps over him, but as Michaels pops up, Chad holds his ground and pops off a DROPKICK that sends Michaels tumbling to the floor. Chad fires the crowd up, as Jordan recovers on the floor.
He climbs in slowly, and they do a proper collar and elbow tie up. Chad with a headlock. Jordan fires him into the ropes. shoulderblock, Chad hits the ground. Michaels bounds off the ropes, and Chad is up, Leapfrogs him and catches Michaels off the rebound with a Superkick! Michaels rolls into a corner and begs off. Chad backs up, and Michaels goes for a spear. Madison easily side steps it and Jordan ends up between the turnbuckles. Chad pulls him out, hoists him onto the top turnbuckle. and climbs up himself. SUPERPLEX! Both men come crashing down to the mat. Chad floats over, hooks a leg and gets 1....2....3!

Chad is handed the belt. He holds it above his head as the music hits. Zane & Bridgette come to ringside. Zane has a mic? ~~~

Zane: Way to go, partner. Now, How about we give these folks something to Really cheer about?

~~~ Chad points and Zane and the crowd goes crazy. Suddenly, Generic Jersey-Shore-esque music hits and The OVOOWF Tag Team Champions, Murder Inc, hit the ring, accompanied by their valet, Koozi. They have mics, and find themselves face to face with Texpress. ~~~

Joey Keilbasa: What do we have here? A couple of has been nobodies!

Johnny Icepick: Yeah, gets out of our ring or else we'll have to break it down, JERSEY style, ya hillbillies

Chad: Talk is cheap, but not as cheap as that (pointing at Koozi.) You two ready for a rodeo?

~~~ And the brawl is on. The four men in the ring start swinging, while Koozi tries to get in Bridgette's face. Bridgette no-sells it, and just strolls up the ramp, stopping at the stage to watch.

In the ring, order gets somewhat restored as Zane and Icepick tumble to the floor and are trading punches on the outside. Chad and Joey find themselves in a corner exchanging CHOP WOOOOOO'!s until Chad No-sells a chop and grabs Keilbasa and LEVELS him with a Better-Then-Average Diamond Cutter! He drags Keilbasa to the center of the ring

Zane tosses Icepick into the guardrail and climbs into the ring. Chad hits the top turnbuckle, as Zane loads Joey onto his shoulders, ready for the Dropkick Device. Koozi is suddenly on the apron, and pushes Chad just hard enough to send him to the floor. Icepick slides in behind Zane Schoolboys him, sending Joey sprawling and gets 1..2...3!

Murder Inc celebrate as the crowd sounds off their dissapointment. Chad and Zane stare at each other for a few moments before Zane shaeks his head in disgust and walks up the ramp alone. ~~~

[BookerShark]

After Ecosystem's visit, Mama Williams makes Fire some herbal tea, much to Fire's amazement. She returns to her seat, handing Fire the cup.

MW: Okay...what HAVE you done with Mai.

FW: Mrs. Williams, if I have learned anything from you, is that one doesn't reveal certain things until the time is right, even to one's closest allies.

MW: Good. I still think you and LD would have--

FW: Please stop....

MW: Fine, fine, a mother can dream though........

There's an uncomfortable silence as Fire stares into her tea.

MW: Well, out with it. What is it. Nerves? Yeah, first pregnancies are--

FW: First? I'm not even sure about this one, much less any others....

MW: What? You're not saying you'd.....

FW: Let's take a look at my role model for motherhood here...You've met Rose Quinn right? Not to mention the apparently genetic craziness from both sides of the family....

MW: Hmm...well let's review. Opus is stil alive, right?

FW: Yeah, but--

MW: So you know how to feed and take care of something else. Check...what else...

FW: Um...

MW: Let's look at Mama Quinn, shall we? What did she do wrong?

FW: Besides everything?

MW: Let's hit the big stuff. What do you know NOT to do.

FW: Get addicted to crack and sell my child for money?

MW: See? You're already a better mom. Not all moms have to be good examples. Some can be horrible warnings too.

FW: We'll see...

MW: And you still have a job in the business you love. Drink your tea, dear.....and seriously...between us.....Mai?

Firewoman sips her tea and smiles, as we fade.

[BookerShark]

Psykle and IQ are in their upgraded locker room at the arena. IQ is behind his desk working on his laptop, Psykle is pacing.

Psykle: I don't like this, boss. Too many questions, not enough answers.

IQ: And that's why we just sit back and let things play out. You notice, never did I throw in my cards with Eco. I gave him a few ideas, talked to him about a few ways we could help out, but also kept him at arm's distance. Never throw in with elephants, when there might be lions around the corner.

Psykle: Huh?

IQ: It's an ancient saying. It means don't join the strongest one you see when someone stronger may be waiting to destroy them.

Psykle: Oh. So what do we do now?

IQ: We train. We focus. We wait. There's nothing we can do or learn right now with the board playing everything so quiet and close to their chest. At Mayhem, more information will be released, and we'll see what to do then. For now, you might have a match at Mayhem, so back to training.

Psykle: Hey, whatever happened to getting me a partner for training? I thought you were gonna get...

IQ: Don't say his name. Those damn Ninja cam guys are everywhere.

Psykle: OK, but what happened to getting "Him" back?

IQ: Still working on it. Might be a few weeks. Might be never.

Psykle: OK.

IQ: Now, train.

Psykle walks over to the bench press as we fade to black.

[BookerShark]

*OOWF Interview Area*

Alexander Darling is standing by with sister Spencer as they prepare for an interview. Alex is still carrying the OOWF World Heavyweight Title and places it over his shoulder as Spencer calls him over and makes the sign to get this started.

Spencer: I'm Spencer Darling and as of right now, I'm standing with the disputed OOWF World Champ. And the dispute arises in that we still have no word as to who the new GM of the OOWF will be and no idea how the title situation will be handled. How are you dealing with the uncertainty of the situation, Alex?

Alexander: Uncertainty is a given in this business. Whether or not I'll be OOWF Champ when the GM shows up is only a decision that can be made by the GM and as of now, I still have no idea which direction the board is definitively going to go. I made my recommendation, but we'll see what happens.

Spencer: And who did you recommend?

Alexander: Tis a secret Spence, but if it comes to pass, the OOWF will be a new world and it sure will be a fun time. But back to the matter at hand, title or not...I know who I am. I've proven it three times now, when I want to be the best, I will be. So, in my mind, right now...I am the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion. I won it in a sanctioned match with the previous world champ; whether that be Eco or Stank, I won that match.

Spencer: The world, for the most part, believes that Stank was the rightful champion and in that match, it wasn't Stank that you pinned...it was Ecosystem. Does that put a taint on the belt in your mind?

Alexander: No, because I won the match based on the obstacles in front of me. You don't see me out here complaining that Stank won my Onslaught Title by beating Ecosystem. I played by the rules and won the World Title, but with that being said, I'm not going to run and hide. If Stank wants a shot, once the new GM is put into position, I'll go there and request the match myself.

Spencer: The last time you were able to defend the OOWF World Title, you made a request to only face non-former champs in title matches. Can we expect anything similar this time?

Alexander: The first time I won this title, it was the greatest accomplishment in my career and week-in and week-out I was getting killed by the same five wrestlers and it just got to be an annoying factor I wanted nothing to do with anymore. Part of me regrets that decision because it allowed certain people to think I was ducking people. That was never my intention, but perception sometimes becomes reality. This time there will only be one perception and one reality. Alexander Darling is the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion and Alexander Darling will wrestle anyone, anytime and Alexander Darling will win.

Spencer: You should be more confident sometimes. *laughs* On another matter, you've become recent allies with Kai and Aina and seemingly formed a solid foundation of a friendship, but recently their actions with Noelani calling the shots are gray at best. How will you deal with the situation especially knowing your history with them?

Alexander: Kai and Aina might very well be the best tag team I've ever worked with and I've worked with some good ones. But for some reason, they've never quite clicked here in the OOWF. They've been on the cusp of reaching their goals and grasping them, but something has been holding them back. I'm not going to deny that Noelani and I haven't always seen eye to eye on methods, but we do both want the best for Kai and Aina. Whether it's as the Flyin' Hawaiians or Night Marchers or whatever, if they feel the need to walk this path, then they have to walk it. Relationships...friendships, they're complicated beasts. As much as people want things to be black and white, life isn't like that. If it was, maybe life would be simpler but it wouldn't be a life worth living. Kai and Aina are my friends. I support them in this journey, but I hope Noelani realizes that if I think she's done wrong by them, she'll face my wrath.

Spencer: Pride, honor, loyalty, & family...Darling motto...right?

Alexander: Damn right Spencer.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

Voice From Off Screen: Pride, honor, loyalty, and family...

*Alexander Darling and Spencer Darling look off camera. The camera swings to the side to see Eric O'Mac, clad in a white suit.*

Eric: It's interesting you use those words, Alexander. Loyalty. Honor. Pride. Family.

Alexander: To be fair, Spencer used those words.

Eric: You agreed to them.

Alexander: Yes, I did.

Eric: Allow me to enlighten you on your pride, Alexander. Your pride is what broke up one of the great "what if's" of all time.

Alexander: And what would that be?

Eric: The Darling-Eric Agency.

Alexander: You know, I never turned on you.

Eric: Right. You handcuffed me to the ring, you berated me, you humiliated me, but you never turned on me. I remember. But that's not exactly what I'm referencing.

Alexander: Then get with it.

Eric: The biggest issue that we split on was the war, Alex. I backed LJ Bennett. You were on the fence. You didn't like Rick but you didn't like Moose and Moose was on Bennett's side.

Alexander: Damn right.

Eric: Your pride got in the way of absolute royalty. If you had been willing to ignore any differences you had with Moose, we could have run this place. You were the swing vote. You were going to be on the winning side regardless - but you chose The Rick because your pride wouldn't let you have any interaction with Moose.

Alexander: That should show how deep my hatred runs for him, Eric.

Eric: And it shows your true colors. You weren't loyal. You weren't honorable. Your pride threw those traits away.

Alexander: I would disagree with that.

Eric: Of course you would. But that's beside the point. The point is - you are about to make a mistake again.

Alexander: And that mistake is...

Eric: Let's just say it has to do with everything you are and everything I'm not. Our similarities are that we are both champions. You reign over the singles division, and I am half of the tag team champions. But our similarities end there.

You see, I've turned a new leaf. This threat of war - it's convinced me to reconsider my ways outside of the ring. In order to promote pure competition, I've vowed to stay out of physical altercations that happen outside of the ring. I do that because I am the White Knight - the example this wrestling company needs.

You, Alexander? You are dosed in sin. Your marriage to Fire was dishonorable. Then she pranced around with Ecosystem for months - and you accepted her back. And you think you accepted her back like the Father accepted the Prodigal Son...but the truth is, you accepted sin back into your life, and it will be your downfall.

Alexander: If you have a problem with Firewoman, you can take it up with her. She's more than capable of handling herself.

Eric: Oh, I know, Alexander. She's very well equipped at handling herself. I've found out myself a few times. But the thing is, Alexander, it is something I run by you, because it's your life. You see, all the things Firewoman promotes? It's not in your best interests. She promotes unnecessary violence. She promotes endangering her unborn child. She promotes everything that is WRONG with the wrestling business, and just by being associated with it, you are the accused, you are the violator, and you are the criminal.

Those sais you've presented to her? Adding fuel to the fire, so to speak. The guns around the OOWF? Literally feeding her need to be emerged in violence. And all of this is going to end very badly for you, Alexander.

All because of your damn pride.

Alexander: I think I'll be fine, Eric, but thanks for your concern.

*Eric smiles.*

Eric: Don't thank me just yet, Alexander. There will be a day when this will come to a fruition - and you will pay for the sin in your life. And when that judgment day comes, I will carry out the penalty of sin as my Father in heaven commands me.

Alexander: Is that a threat?

Eric: It's a promise. I am the White Knight, Alexander Darling - and if you won't cleanse yourself of your sin - I'll act accordingly.

*Eric and Alexander stare at each other for a few seconds before parting ways*

[BookerShark]

FADE onto an empty ring in an empty arena. There is barely enough light to make out the details. A voice speaks from the near darkness.

V: "Everyone has forgotten me. People cannot remember who I am or what I am."

The lights over the entire arena start to come up revealing the (large) form of The Crusher Stan Fulton. The OOWF Intercontinental title belt is draped over his left shoulder. Standing next to him is his attaché, Martha Rodriguez.

SF: "People are asked, 'Who is the IC champ?' and they cannot answer. 'Who's the largest man in the OOWF?' and again my name is unknown.

"I guess I'm not making any impression on people."

MR: "That ends now."

SF: "Damn skippy. You don't know my name? How 'bout I hurt my next few opponents beyond their ability to work until you start booing at the sound of my name?

"Can't point me out in a lineup? Then I guess it's time to start headlining this organization. So, Mr. Alexander Darling. Our OOWF World Heavyweight Champion. First, congratulations on your win. Second, as I told Ecosystem back when he was champion, I believe, and whether it's true or not I still believe it, that I am the number one contender to that title you hold.

"You say you're taking on all comers. Well, in deference to my friend Stank, he's got first shot. But I want second. And assuming you're still holding that title when Stank's done with you, I'll be right behind him with the same contract.

"I will not be an afterthought or forgotten in this company.

"I am OOWF Intercontinental Champion The Crusher Stan Fulton ... and you will remember my name."

FADE

[BookerShark]

We cut back stage where Sexy Female Journalist #47 is standing with JW Westgaard.

SFJ47: First off, let me welcome you back to the OOWF…

JWW: Thanks, its good to be back! I never realized how much I loved this place until I was gone from it for a while….

SFJ47: What have you been up to since you left?

JWW: Well, after my run in the tag division with wCw, I was wore out. I was involved in some serious wars with The Devil’s Brigade and The Team Down Under. Yeah, I stuck around and had some singles action, but I needed a break….my body needed a break.

SFJ47: Rumor has it you went to Russia and hooked with a professional hockey team in the Russian Superleague?

JWW: Yeah, kinda funny I played hockey to let my body recoup from the OOWF….

SFJ47:Rumor also has it that you were kicked out of the Russian Superleague. Care to expand on that?

JWW (chuckles and a shit eating grin crosses his face): yeah, that wasn’t one of my better “hockey” moments….lets just say that an Ice Auger on an opposing coach isn’t a real wise choice if you enjoy playing pro hockey…..

SFJ47: I would say not, Why did you come back to the OOWF? Why not play more hockey?

JWW: Once you become a wrestler its in your blood, the “gladiatoresque” nature of it is addicting as hell…..Look at guys like Moosehead Jack, LD Williams and Stank….those guys have been doing this for YEARS. Its gotta be more than titles that drives them…even Moose has said that. That’s why when I got booted from the Superleague I got into Russian Cage Fighting.

SFJ47: And obviously that was not your future, since you are with us now.

JWW: No, that was more like a quick fix to my need to fight, my need to be combative, my need to get blood on my knuckles. That “fix” ended when I had to go back to Minnesota to tend to some family issues. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, because that was when I hooked up with with Erik Paulson, the main submission wrestling and kick boxing coach at DeathClutch.

SFJ47: That sounds familiar….

JWW: DeathClutch is a mixed martial arts training organization headed by the former UFC and WWE world champion Brock Lesnar. My size made me perfect for it, and it made me a better fighter.

SFJ47: I have heard Brock case be kind of a douchenozzle

JWW: If your not in his inner circle, he difinitely can be.

SFJ47: What are your plans now that you are back? A lot of your old running buddies are gone…..

JWW: yeah, Capellan owns a cab company on the westcoast now, and I think Wilder is in Austraila doing his Extreme sports stuff….that kid is crazy. Be that it may, My plans are this, I am going to fight whoever I am told to fight, and bust my ass doing it. If the new management want me to be pure and kick ass in the onslaught division, so be it. If I end up tagging, there may be Bamboo Scaffold matches in the OOWF future. All in All I am going to fight, and I am going to have fun doing it!