OOWF Straight Outta Lil Compton (4/28)Live from RI

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OOWF Straight Outta Lil Compton
Live from Little Compton, Rhode Island
Sunday, April 28th 2013

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Moosehead Jack (c) vs. The Kai

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
Mai Muyo (c) vs. Jeremy Punswick

OOWF Onslaught Title Match[/u]
Tommy Wilder (c) vs. Amazing Jos

Non-Title Sadistic Madness[/u]
Saints of Sinners (Stank & LD Williams) vs. Poe & Alexander Darling

Title Contention Double Fall - 1st Onslaught, 2nd Intercontinental[/u]
Matt Folz vs. Chris Evans vs. DK Murphy vs. Firewoman vs. Daniella Murphy vs. Dillon Walker


Ghosthead vs. Danny Taylor
Alexis Darling vs. Chloe
Texpress vs. Salvation vs. Banned from Everywhere
Christian Carter vs. Jason Allen


Card subject to riots between East Compton and West Compton

[BookerShark]

*Mai Muyo is walking down the Hallway of Random Encounters, when she sees the Murphys. Mai goes into a defensive posture, but the Murphys both put their hands up*

Daniella Murphy: Our grandfather was the County Kerry boxing champion for 10 years before he emigrated. He always told us he could best judge the character of an opponent after facing him in the ring.

DK Murphy: We have to give you props, you are damn good!

Mai: So are you guys going to be OK with Reverend Stan?

*The Murphys look at each other. Daniella's eyes start to roll up, but Dominic's do not.*

DK: Tough question, Mai. Not sure about that.

DM: Mai, you are a tough little bitch, and I respect that, so Fat Bastard gets a break.

DK: You could be a little nicer.

DM: Like I care.

[BookerShark]

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*Mai Muyo has moved on, and SFJ 33 moves in*

SFJ: Daniella Murphy, you come to the OOWF with a controversial record.

DM: I'm not answering any more questions about Pat Summit.

SFJ: OK, you are facing Chris Evans and Matt Folz Sunday...

DM: I don't care about wins and losses, belts, whatever, I do what ever the hell I want to, and those bastards need to know that payback's a bitch.

SFJ: You are also facing Firewoman

DM: One of my role models; hoping I can beat her to make a name for myself.

SFJ: And you are facing your brother...

DM: We have been competing our whole lives. He is stronger, I am the better athlete.

SFJ: And you are facing Dillon Walker...

DM: Looks like a tough competitor, but I still plan to win

[BookerShark]

SFJ 33: Dominic Murphy!

DKM: Yeah.

SFJ: Do you have issues with the Saints of Sinners?

DKM: Apparently, Chloe pissed off my sister.

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SFJ33: You get to face Matt Folz and Chris Evans!

DKM: It's no secret, I hate those guys. I have been trying to resist going Empty Team, but I will hurt them. I will hurt them a lot.

[BookerShark]

(It's after the show and BFE is walking to the back behind Zane Myers, carrying the DDT Ironman HeavyMetal Title. Justin all at once sees a five dollar bill skitter across the floor. He follows the moving bill into a closet. The door to the closet slams and a large CLUNK is heard from inside. A few steps further down a sign appears that reads “PCPL Tasting Contest inside”. Bill walks into the closet, the door closes, and another CLUNK is heard from behind the door. Chloe slides out of the closet, her new Barbed Wire wrapped Branding Iron in hand. She slips up behind Zane, raises the iron to bring it down on his head, and swings....

...empty handed. She looks at her hands, puzzled. She turns around to see...

Alexis Darling!)

Lexie: Not tonight, Bitch!

(Lexie jabs Chloe in the stomach with the branding iron, drops it, and hauls Chloe up for an Air Raid Crash on the floor! Lexie stands up and looks down at Chloe with disdain.)

Lexie: See you Sunday, little girl.

(Lexie walks off, and Chloe grabs the branding iron, slowly gets up, rage building in her face as she starts to follow Lexie. But for some reason, Chloe just stops, shakes her head and...smiles? She turns around and walks toward the Saints of Sinners dressing room and we....

...fade into the dressing room where Stank, LD, and Moose are packing up after the card when Chloe walks in with her roller bag and her new Branding Iron. No one recognizes her as her hair is down, she's put on makeup that mostly obscures the scars on her forehead, and instead of her usual attire, she's wearing a skirt and blouse with a huge smile on her face.)

Chloe: Jack...

Moose: About time. Where...what the fuck is this?

Chloe: Jack, I don't understand. You brought me this...beautiful, beautiful gift. I thought I should look pretty for such a special occasion.

(Stank and LD are snickering quietly, while Moose is...thinking. After a long pause, he speaks.)

Moose: What is the one lesson from day one that I tried to teach you? Be true to yourself.

Chloe: (no longer smiling) OK. But I don't get...

Moose: This dress, this makeup, this isn't Chloe. This isn't the most violent woman in the OOWF. This is...some little girl wanting to go to a social where the men are all in fancy suits and the women say Fiddle-dee-dee.

Chloe: (her face turning very sad) But...I just thought...

Moose: Be true to yourself. Be yourself. This crap on your face, these clothes, this isn't you. Be true to Chloe, fuck what everyone else thinks of you. Be you. You don't need this shit. You're perfect just as you are.

(Chloe sheds a tear and drops her head, but Moose takes her by the chin.)

Moose: I appreciate the thought. But just be you. OK? Now get changed and washed up, we leave in 10 minutes.

(Moose smirks at Chloe which makes her smile.)

Chloe: Whatever you say, Jack.

(Chloe skips off and leaves the Saints behind. Moose shoots a questioning glance at LD and Stank, who turn away and shake their heads as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

Ecosystem walks into LJ Bennett's office right after the show. He is caked in blood--some probably his own, but most likely from the brawl generally, as he's upright. With a crazed look in his eyes, he limps toward Bennett slowly.

LJB: (frowning) Am I going to have to call security?

Eco raises his arms and speaks in a low whisper.

Eco: No. No fight here. But we haven't been properly introduced.

LJ: I know you perfectly well--

Eco grabs the hand of Bennett and begins to shake it.

Eco: My name is Junichiro Muyo. I'm from Japan, but I went to Yale University in the United States. I actually founded a company after that called the OOWF. You might have heard of it. It's a wrestling company.

LJ tries to pull back from Eco's handshake. Eco's eyes just widen.

Eco: I'm a wrestler too. My wrestling name is Ecosystem. I've won a lot of championships.

LJ: Let. Go. Now.

Eco obliges. He raises his hand to Bennett...and lovingly strokes his face.

Eco: You're very pretty, in your own way. I think you would have cut a handsome profile as an Emperor. You know, the Roman Emperors used to watch gladiators fight for their amusement. And I bet you think that's what you're doing now. But there are no more emperors. And Christ told us exactly what's going to happen.

All they that take the sword, shall perish with the sword.

All those who live by the bloodletting, shall perish by the bloodletting.

All those who live by law and riches, shall perish by law and riches.

There are a lot of wealthy people in this company, Bennett. Not too many businessmen. No one besides me with a fancy degree.

Believe it or not, I don't like the crimson mask, and I don't want to wear it every night. So I'm not going to touch you. But I'm going to watch you. And my lawyers are going to watch you. You have a lot of leeway to let your Champion and his friends commit violence within the confines of this company, against those who have signed contracts and waivers. I know that. But sooner or later...in a big way or a small way...in business tactics or legal maneuvering...you're going to slip up.

Remember...Frank Wilson got Al Capone on tax evasion. Our carelessness kills us as often as our sins.

Eco grabs LJ's hand again. His eyes are open wide, and he licks a fleck of blood from his lips as LJ cringes imperceptibly.

Eco: In case you forgot...it's Junichiro Muyo. June. E. Cheer. Roe. It's a hard name to pronounce, but try to practice it. It was good to meet you. I hope you are well.

Eco exits, limping.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Mai is doing an autograph signing the day after Mayhem in a Rhode Island mall bookstore. There's a medium-sized line, when finally a very young girl--maybe eight or nine--approaches.

Mai: Hi there! What's your name?

SJ: Sara Jane.

Mai: What a pretty name. (looks around) Where's your parent, sweetie?

SJ: My mommy is somewhere else in the mall, but I ran away from her.

Mai: Oh sweetie, you can't do that.

Mai turns to the bookseller employee by her.

Mai: (quietly) Make a mall announcement for the mother of a Sara Jane.

The employee nods and exits as Mai turns back to the little girl.

Mai: Let's talk for a minute. Why did you run away?

SJ: Because my mommy wouldn't let me come meet you. She was watching the show with me, and she said that wrestlers are bad people, and if I watch wrestling, I'll become a bad person too.

Mai: Oh sweetie. Well, your mom is only thinking about what's best for you, and you have to listen to her.

SJ: But you're not a bad person! But I know...I know there are a lot of bad people, like Mooseman, and I don't want to be a bad person...so maybe I should close my eyes when they do bad things...

Mai: Can I tell you a little secret? Come close.

Sara Jane leans into Mai.

Mai: There are so many more good people than bad people in the world. A lot of times, bad people are just scared. They hurt other people so that those people won't have the chance to hurt them first. So you just have to be a really brave girl. You have to be brave enough to let mean people be mean without trying to hurt them back, unless you have to protect yourself. Can you be brave?

SJ: (nodding) I can try.

Mai hugs SJ as her mom comes in.

Mom: Oh thank goodness. Thank you. (Mom grabs SJ's arm.) I'm sorry, she just--she really wanted to see you, but I just, I'm trying to keep her from seeing violent things, especially with everything that's been going on, with Boston and with--

Mai: No worries at all. God bless.

Mom and SJ exit. An older, pimply-faced fat guy walks up to the table with a giant poster for signing.

Fat Guy: You've got great tits for a Jap.

Mai: As do you.

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Ecosystem limps out of LJ Bennett's office right into the fist of Stank! Eco falls on his ass and puts his hand over his quite possibly broken nose. He looks up and finds himself surrounded by the Saints of Sinners. Stank advances and lays just enough pressure on Eco's bad knee with his size 15 boot, to keep Eco from moving.*

Stank - Now... maybe you were too busy being a cartoon character back when Smark in there was in charge last, so you might not recall that Alexis Darling and I tried to get rid of Bennett in just the manner you now threaten... and it worked for a time, but his lawyers apparently are better than we thought. That's neither here nor there really. You can go ahead and scheme up whatever underhanded tactics you want to try and take Bennett down.

LJB - HEY!

Stank - In the grand scheme it won't matter. This place will STILL burn, but make no mistake about it, Juni... you can threaten our GM, but he ain't the one responsible for your current condition.

*Eco spits blood on Stank's boot*

Stank - He... ain't the one who busted up your knee... that would be me. After everything you have done... tell me you deserve less.

*Stank leans in close, applying more pressure on Eco's knee.*

Stank - I want you to know how it feels Juni, to have something you covet... taken from you. I want you to grow so mind-numbingly frustrated that it drives you out... that it makes you quit. That's my recommendation to you, Juni... walk away, or in your case, limp. Because as long as you remain partners with Stan... he will never... become a Grand Slam Champion.

MHJ - It didn't have to be this way, Juni. This vision started with you and me. Then you lost sight.

LDW - Guys we got company.

*Stank with a look of hate, grabs Ecosystem around his throat and stares into his eyes. Eco grunts and grits his teeth as he glares defiantly at Stank. The big man's eyes slowly begin to soften as he looks off to the side unable to maintain eye contact. He sighs as he releases Ecosystem, stands to his full height and follows after Moose and LD Williams before Poe, Alexander Darling, and The Kai arrive on the scene.*

Poe - Where did they go?

Eco - That way.

*Alex looks down at Ecosystem and shakes his head in irritation.*

Eco - Something you wish to add, boy?

*Alex starts to advance on Ecosystem when LJ Bennett intervenes.*

LJB - I think June. E. Cheer. O. is that how it's pronounced?... I think Ecosystem here has suffered enough. You three should be on your way. Wherever that is I don't care, as long as you're in Rhode Island by Saturday. Off you go.

*Poe, Alex, and The Kai glance and at one another and head off in the general direction The Saints of Sinners left.*

LJB - Mr. Muyo, there's no reason for us to be rivals. Unlike the previous administration, I am fair and balanced. You have a grievance? Perhaps we can work something out during my normal business hours. Have your people contact my people. The lines are open. Until then, clean yourself up. Go see medical about that knee. Afterall you'll need to be ready to wrestle tomorrow.

Eco - The Pay Per View is on Sunday.

LJB - I'm aware. I'm talking about your house show match tomorrow. And guess what...? You're in the Main Event. It will be you... in a handicap match... versus... KZ.

Have a pleasant evening.

Fade

[BookerShark]

~~~ We zoom in to a door marked OOWF Board of Directors. After a few moments, the door opens, and Bridgette walks out, carrying her laptop case and some papers. She turns up The Hallway (tm) and is heading back to the Texpress dressing rooms when she comes across.... Moosehead Jack and Chloe sitting on a stack of crates, both holding their favorite barb wire-covered weapons ~~~

Moose: Trying to curry even more favors for the White hats?

Bridgette: No need to do that. Just working on some marketing for OOWF.com. Chad & Zane can handle their own business.

~~~ Chloe laughs ~~~

Chloe: Oh, Trust me , I know what kind of business they handle.

Bridgette: Shug, you've got a lot of hate inside you. It's a shame you don't know how to handle it.

Chloe: I know what's going to happen to Texpress if they keep running their mouths about the Saints of Sinners. It'll make what happen to Zane in Quebec look like a walk in the park. I nearly took your boyfriend's head off earlier. He won't always get so lucky.

Bridgette: Hon, you didn't do anything to Zane back in January. He made a choice, took a risk, and it paid off. They won. You and your sister lost. I seem to remember You being flat on your back taking the loss that night.

~~~ Chloe jumps of the crates and towers over Bridgette, eyes red with anger. ~~~

Chloe: That was Clio. I am NOT HER!

Bridgette: You can go by your old name all you want. it won't change the past. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a workout to film. Because Sunday, live on Pay Per View from Little Compton, Rhode Island (Huge Cheap Pop)... Texpress. Rides. Again.

~~~ Bridgette smiles and walks around Chloe, who raises her weapon and looks ready to strike ~~~

Moose: Don't.

Chloe: I won't. But I want to.

Moose: Good. Use that against little Lexie. The Texans will get their due.

~~~ Fade ~~~

[BookerShark]

Firewoman, Chad, Zane, Amazing Jos, and Jason Allen are sitting at a round table in the destroyitarium, playing poker. Bridgette is chatting with Spencer and Ashley, who are keeping the game well supplied with their favorites. We fade in on the conversation after noticing that everyone is kind of even as far as the number of chips in front of them...except Fire who is clearly down and not happy about it.

CM: Because you can't get mad about bluffing.

ZM: Have you met her?

FW: Whatever...

AJ: Hey, another round, toots...*glare from Fire...and Ashley and Spencer and Bridgette*...I mean...Spencer.

Spencer nods and readies another tray, as Zane shuffles the cards for his turn to deal.

CM: All I'm saying is that I would totally throw you a baby shower.

FW: I can't believe he thought...and no, I think after the last shower you threw me, your days as an event planner are over.

CM: What?? That was a GREAT shower!

AJ: You threw Fire a bridal shower...didn't you two used to--

CM: Play scrabble? Yes.

ZM: No one believes that....

JA: This is a weird fed.

CM: It is.

FW: It was a great shower...what I remember of it. It is more the fallout that I'm thinking about.

CM: Fallout, schmallout--

JA: Oh, this is awesome....do tell what would happen to a drunken Firewoman at her bridal shower.

FW: I married Alex.

AJ: And?

ZM: She was supposed to marry Chris Jericho.

AJ/JA: OOOOOooooooh....

AJ: Awkward.

JA: Just a little.

CM: You know, it occurs to me....I know your hubby there doesn't like me so much because we turned on DEA what, a million years ago?

FW: Something like that.

CM: But really...if it wasn't for ME....you two wouldn't be together.

Zane has been casually shuffling cards and now sets them next to Chad to cut. Chad raps his knuckle on the top and Zane begins--

ZM: Okay, straight Texas Hold 'Em....

FW: Gee, there's a shock.

ZM: Look, you may like those fancy games like Midnight Baseball, with all the wild cards and stuff, but that's just too hard to keep track of. This is plain and simple.

FW: It's not rocket science....threes and nines are wild, fours get you another card, and one-eyed jacks are--

CM: Seriously...you know...I've got half a mind to just go settle this with Alex once and for all.

FW: Really? Have you been inhaling the fumes from my whiskey?

CM: As good as you two are, in and out of the ring, he should be thanking me. I think hooking you two up MORE than makes up for all that other stuff.

AJ: Are we going to play or just chew the fat.

JA: If I wanted to chew the fat, I'd get another sandwich from Ric's Sandwich Shop.

The theme from MASH inexplicably begins to play. Meanwhile Fire loses. Jos wins.

FW: DAMMIT!

AJ: Hey, I win the pot and the deal. Let's see....*shuffles* let's make it a bit more interesting....

Bridgette wanders over with a glass of wine, because she's classy like that.

BM: What's up, gang?

JA: Fire, don't you usually hang with Stank and LD?

FW: Yeah, well, they're hanging with folks I prefer not to associate with.

BM: This LJ Bennett guy. *Fire nods*

FW: Besides...I need to find facy friends, since I'm a face now.

Kayfabe comes in and glares at Fire, who glares back.

BM: I figured you'd be spending quality time with Alex.

FW: Naw, it's date night.

Everyone kind of looks at her questioningly.

AJ: Shouldn't you be with him then?

FW: No, see, date night is the night we're free to ... you know...check out the local scenery. Thursdays are date night.

JA: Local scen...oooooh...right. But you're here?

FW: I didn't feel like it much. It doesn't have to be Thursday, but we just don't schedule anything on Thursdays either. Sometimes it is just us, or....you guys don't want the details.

AJ: I kinda do...

ZM: So many rules...

FW: *shrugging* Every relationship has rules.

AJ: Okay, back to the poker....Let's do straight Texas Hold'em--

FW: Ugh...

AJ: But...not for cash.....

CM: Huh?

AJ: Fire's on a losing streak, so....I say strip poker.

ZM: What?

JA: Hey...that's a great idea!

CM: I'm okay with it.

FW: Well I'm not.

AJ: Aw, what's the matter Fire...you chicken?

*Fire gets an angry look on her face*

FW: Just deal.

ZM: I'm out. So are you.

CM: Aw, maaaaan.....

AJ does indeed deal to the rest of them, and the game proceeds. Jos wins, and Fire and Jason toss in their jackets.

AJ: Laughing....man, Fire you didn't even have a pair....well, you do...quite a pair, but not cards....

FW: Whatever....whose deal is it?

JA: Mine...and I'm down with another round of strip--

FW: Figures.

AJ: I can see how you'd want to skip it Fire. What do I always tell you Jase...women suck at poker...

BM: Excuse me, sug....but I don't think so. In fact--

Bridget smacks Zane on the shoulder.

BM: Move, Zane. I'm joining the game.

Zane and Chad both raise their eyebrows but get up. Bridgette takes Zane's seat next to Fire.

BM: C'mon...whatcha waiting for....deal.

JA: Okay, but it's still--

BM: Strip poker, I heard you....

Jason looks apprehensively at Zane, who simply shrugs his shoulders. Jason shrugs his and deals. After the rounds of betting and what not, Amazing Jos wins again. Everyone loses something. Bridgette her sweater, Jason and Fire toss their belts into the center.

AJ: Woooooo! That was AMAZING! SUre you want to keep--

Bridgette grabs the cards from him and starts shuffling.

BM: Are y'all familiar with deuce-to-seven triple draw, Fire?

FW: Yes ma'am, I am.

AJ/JA: Huh?

BM: Oh, it's simple, sug...instead of one draw a hand, you can draw three times, a bet after each one--

FW: So an article of clothing...but it's played for lo, not hi, and you want to get the worst hand possible without making a straight or a flush

BM: That's right...those count against you. The best is 2-3-4-5-7 not all of the same suit.

FW: Oh yeah, and aces are always high.

BM: Shall we, gentlemen?

Jos and Jason nod nervously as the dealing begins....and the rounds go around....and at the end Firewoman wins!

FW: Hey, that's awesome...my turn!

Firewoman calls the game and deals. We get a lovely montage set to the "Sisters Are Doin' It For Themselves" by Annie Lennox and Aretha Franklin." We finally end up with a heap of men's clothes on the floor, Fire and Bridgette entirely clothed, and Jason and Jos sitting in their boxer briefs.

FW: You're right, Bridgette...that WAS amazing!

BM: That totally sparkled for me, Fire.

They high-five each other.

JA: Why do I think we've just been hustled?

AJ: Because we have.

FW: *checking her phone* Oh hey, Alex is home.....*she gets a big smile*....aw, and he's brought a friend....see ya guys!

She and Bridgette high five again.

AJ: I'm glad that wasn't for money.

BM: Aw, sug, I'd never do something like that, that would be wrong. This was just for a little bit of fun.

Amazing Jos and Jason collect their clothes, get halfway decent and leave. Bridgette turns to Zane and Chad.

CM: You know, I should have known you and Fire had something cooked up...Fire is doesn't usually lose that much.

BM: Aw, they're good guys.

ZM: I'm not sure I like you hanging out with her. This could get scary.

BM: But only in a good way.

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE

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*Fire is walking out of the Destroyitarium as the Murphys walk. DK exchanges a fist bump with Fire and heads to the bar, but Dee stands still*

DM: Did you see what I said about you earlier?

FW: Yes.

DM: I meant it. You not only broke the glass ceiling here, you blew the roof off the place as well for women. I really do appreciate what you did.

FW: OK, thanks, but this ain't my first rodeo. There's something else you want to say?

DM; You know it. That really makes me want to win on Sunday, because, to be The Woman, you have to beat The Woman!

FW:....

DM:....

FW & DM: Wooooh!!!!!!!!

FW: I appreciate what you said, but I am winning Sunday, rookie. Meanwhile, it's date night.

DM (smiling): Kisses! Have fun!

*As Fire leaves, Daniella Murphy walks farther into the Destroyitarium. She glances over at a photo of Outback Jack, and a dark look comes over her face.*

[BookerShark]

Fire continues into the parking garage, talking on her cell -

FW: I'm on my way. Do you want take out or do you want to find a place to go?

She turns a corner, and finds Punswick and Christian Carter sitting on her car.

FW: Hey Alex, I gotta let you go now. Need to clean some crap off my car.

CC: Oh, that's really funny. Very clever.

JP: Probably shouldn't have hung up the phone - it isn't like you'll get to call for help anyway. Least that wy, your hubby gets to here what happens.

FW: Yeah, he likes to hear me kick your asses.

CC: Are you SURE?

He and Punswick pull out Clangy Poles.

Don't got no goatee
Don't got no tattoo
Don't got no nose ring
Don't wanna be like you

Check out these glasses
So I'll never be cool
Always get my assed kick
When I get to school

Wilder rolls up on his skateboard, headphones blaring loud enough for everyone to hear....

TW: Hey, yo! Firewoman! How's it go... (Notices CC and JP)... Yup. This can't be cool.

CC: Wilder - Onslaught Champion or not - you are small time, and you do NOT want to cross the Sinners.

JP: We'll get to you in good time, skate monkey. Go find a pipe, or a skate center or something. Shove off.

TW: Skate Monkey? Pipe? Skate CENTER? Dudes.... can you be THAT lame?

Look, this is a great place for street work. Fire, you a fan of street skate?

FW: (Confused) Well, to be honest...

TW: COOL! I knew it - got a new move I've been working on - A toe to Heel, flip nollie to front kick!

FW: A what?

CC: OK, you just bought yourself a beat down...

TW: Wait! No, seriously, it's cool - here!

Wilder moves the board through a series of moves -

"Toe, Heel, flip to nollie to FLIP!"

Wilder's board pops into the air, and Punswick reflexively catches it -

TW: And FRONT KICK!

Wilder jumps and delivers a front kick, driving the board into Punswick's face!

TW: NINJA'D!

Firewoman takes advantage of the distraction and spears Carter over the hood of her car - And the fight is on! Wilder and Firewoman maintain the advantage, and Carter and Punswick back off as OOWF security arrives....

FW: Ninja'd?

TW: Hey, spur of the moment.... You OK?

FW: Fine. You know you may have just gotten on my brother's radar.

TW: Hey, Texpress are buds, and Jos is cool too. Don't see how a dude can stay neutral. Gotta pick what side of the Force you're on, you know? 'Sides - Skate Monkey? Nah, gotta fight the posers, you know?

Well, I gotta jet. You or any of the guys need a hand, just shout out!

Wilder Skates off

I can't get rid of the times
Can't stop the party line
Don't know what the scenes about
Don't tell me to mellow out!

Don't got no goatee
No fucking safety pin
No I ain't no junkee
Don't got no heroin

.....

[BookerShark]

As the various people in the Destroyatorium mill around, Dashing Victor Deniro walks into the room. Ashley sees him and smiles.

Ashley: You and Danny just missed some good times Vic......wait wheres Danny.

Vic looks around confused.

DVD: I thought he was here with you? (Vic looks over to DK) Have you or your sister seen him?

DK looks to Danielle who shakes her head no.

DK: No, we haven't.

At this point Aisha and The Kai come in from the back door and Vic nods over to them.

DVD: Hey, was Danny with you two?

The Kai: Nah Brah, we were with Poe and Selena.

DVD: (looks confused) Where the hell is he?

The scene shifts, and we are in the arena where the crew is setting up for the upcoming house shows and PPV. Ghosthead sits in the stands watching silently. He tilts his head to the side as if hearing something in the distance. A few moments pass, and then he speaks.

GH: So, have you come to avenge your fallen friend?

The camera pans up and we see Dynamite Danny Taylor standing a few rows back with his arms crossed over his chest. Danny takes a deep breath and then shakes his head no. Without ever turning to look at him, Ghosthead seems to sense Danny's response.

GH: Then perhaps you are looking to see where I stand in the ever increasing violence between the Saints of Sinners and those you call friends?

Danny begins to sneer, then catches himself and reigns in his emotions. He takes another deep breath, and shakes his head no. Again Ghosthead does not turn, yet seems to know Danny's response.

GH: Interesting, then our meeting here was just a chance, and does not have anything to do with our match this Sunday? Perhaps you simply sought a place to be alone, and found yourself in a situation you where not prepared for?

Danny makes no motion, but a small smile appears on Ghosthead's face.

GH: I understand you. I hope you are aware of that.

Danny gets a confused look on his face.

GH: My brother and his friends think they do, but they don't. Not really.

Now Danny is becoming nervous and begins to look around expecting an ambush.

GH: Calm yourself silent one, this is not a setup. We have a match this Sunday, and I want you at your best for it. I have plans, and being involved in matches with opponents that are not focused on me is not a part of them, so listen to what I have to say next.

Danny pauses for a moment, then nods for Ghosthead to continue. Again without looking, Ghosthead senses Danny's response and continues.

GH: As I said, I understand you. You need them. Their cheers, their admiration, their respect.

Danny starts to frown, but Ghosthead continues speaking.

GH: Now it's not the them that Jack likes to talk about, oh no, it's more than that. I know what you did to convince my brother to let Drink and Destroy continue on. (There is a slight pause) I also know how you lost your voice.

Danny reaches up and massages the scar on his neck.

GH: Most would seek Vengeance for that. They would not stop until "justice" was achieved. Not you. You let it go. You forgave. In your own way you even tried to befriend the one who did it to you, yet now, you finally understand that it was in vain.

Danny starts to visibly droop at this.

GH: Yet, when I put your friend Lobo on the injured list, you came after me with a vengeance. That is what my brother and Jack and his like never really understood. When I say you need them, I don't speak of the crowd as they do.

At this point Ghosthead stands up and turns to face Danny for the first time.

GH: I speak of your fellow compatriots, your fellow warriors, your fellow wrestlers.

Danny makes no movement, but it is plain on his face, that Ghosthead has hit the nail on the head.

GH: (smiling slightly) You wanted them all to love and respect you, and are just now realising that may not be possible. I focus only on two things, my opponent, and myself. That is why the Death's Knell will be remembered for eternity. While you will simply end up a footnote, in this company....in this business....in this world.

Danny's eyes narrow, but he makes no move.

GH: It is only a matter of time. Either you will give in to your rage, and understand what I did long ago....or you will fade and be forgotten. Seek your vengeance for your friend this Sunday, but know that your emotion then will be your undoing. I have bigger concerns then you.

With this Ghosthead walks away. Danny follows him with his eyes until he has left the arena. The camera zooms into Danny who simply mouths the words.. You are Wrong.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Mai is at a Nets-Bulls watching party when Tommy Wilder walks in.

Wilder: Aw, I was wondering why you invited me to a Hooters. You're a basketball fan?

Mai: Junichiro has been rooting for the Nets since college. He might come by later. How you doing, champ? Besides starting a Descendents cover band and doing wheelies off Punswick's face?

Wilder: Aw sick, you knew the song?

Mai: I had a punk phase like every other teenager. Just happens that I knew some English by then. Besides, "gonna kick their asses in class?" Great message.

Mai finishes her Coke as Taj Gibson makes a dunk.

Mai: So here's what I wanted to talk to you about. We've got two battles going on. The first is the actual fighting, and I know that you've got the guts and the muscles to pitch in there.

Wilder: No doubt; I told Fire whatever she needed. Not looking for a blood feud, y'know, but I don't know how to be in neutral. Pedal to the floor, baby.

Mai: Absolutely, and that's great. But there's a second battle. It's a public relations battle. Thing is, every time we have a big bloody brawl with the Sinners, even when we're walking away the winners, all the fans got to see was a big bloody brawl. What this does is reinforce all existing tropes about wrestling as solely a glorified tribute to sadism...

Mai realizes her audience.

Mai: ...what I'm trying to say is that it's REALLY LAME and TOTALLY UNCOOL. And what would be really cool is if more OOWF wrestlers got out into the communities more often and built a good name for us. Like, we got a lot of good people--Fire donates to Covenant House, Chad and Zane visit kids in hospitals--and I would like it if our rep matched that a little more, you know?

Wilder: Yeah, I feel you! I mean, I don't want us to be running Sesame Street or nothing, but we definitely shouldn't make people feel like our scene is a downer.

Mai: ...Right. So you know, you're a champion, I'm a champion, people associate us with the company. Maybe you could do something with some children at the local Skate Center before we leave Rhode Island.

Wilder: ...okay, are you pulling my leg, or does everyone genuinely think the term is "Skate Center?"

Mai: ...Institution of Skating Arts? Is that it?

FADE

[BookerShark]

The scene opens outside of a huge house in the suburbs of Chicago, IL. A Car is pulling into the driveway as Allen and Jos both get out of the Car.

Jos: Man, that was Crazy. I can't believe we just got hustled. I think I'm gonna go home and get stoned outta my mind.

Jason: Alright man, see you in a few days.

As Jos is getting into his car, Allen is walking up to the door as it opens and there we see Madison Clark.

Madison: What are you doing? Why are you coming home so late?

Jason: Baby relax Just hanging out with some of the guys in OOWF. Jos, Fire an...

Madison: Really? Firewoman.

Jason: Yes dear, Firewoman

Madison: I already knew that you know how?

Jason: How?

Madison: Your little strip poker party was on OOWF TV.

Jason: So your mad at me because we played a few games for Strip poker with two women that are married or not single?

Madison: Well wouldn't you be mad if someone got me down to my under-ware?

Jason: No.. Because I would have probably been there. I'm sorry I didn't invite you. I didn't know the women where gonna be there. I thought it was just a guys night thing.

Madison: Sure you did.... Anyways are you going to come to bed?

Jason: Yes dear, Let me address these guys and I'll be right to bed.

Madison goes up to Jason and kisses him.

Madison: Love you.

Jason: Love you too baby, I'll be up in a minute.

As Madison walks up the stairs Allen is walking toward the kitchen. He opens the fridge door grabs a Coors Light, takes a few drinks and begins to talk.

Jason: Big Brother, Its about time I get my hands on you. Its about time, I finally get redemption on the months I had to sit on the sidelines because of you. Carter, you have no idea, while I was sitting waiting on my opportunity. Getting stronger, training harder, not letting you end my career. The time has come Carter. Your New World is now mine for the taking. I've seen you made some friends in this place called OOWF, well I have made a few myself, one you know all to well in Joey. Oh and dont forget about Fire.

Allen takes another drink of his beer then continues.

Jason: Jason Allen is here. "The Original Joker's Wild" is bigger and Badder than ever, and this Sunday this "Joker" is going to unleash all that pent up frustration form xGw and LBCW. The mind games you have soaked in my head are gone, and Chris, The shit you use to say and are still saying is getting old and your only fooling yourself. This is MY TIME.... MY WORLD... Come in and Play in My World... For Its TIME TO PLAY.....

Allen Grabs the beer finishes it off walks down the hallway and up the stairs as the camera fades to black.

[BookerShark]

*Jos walks to his car from the house of Jason Allen and fumbles around in his pocket for the car keys.*

*He pulls them out and accidentally drops them on the floor.*

*Without hesitation, Jos picks up the keys. As he springs back up, he notices two figures to the right of him.*

*Before he can attack them, the men quickly identify themselves as the OOWF camera crew.

Camera guy: *While turning on the light of his camera* Jos! Thoughts about your big 1 on 1 match on Sunday?

Jos: How tha eff do you guys do that!? You guys pop up from nowhere sometimes!

Camera guy: Sorry about that, can you answer our question?

Jos: I'm a little disappointed about Wednesday but i'm glad I get a rematch 1 on 1. That's when Papa Jos shines the most.

I didn't want to bring this up but my birthday is on Monday, the night after the PPV. Not to add any more pressure on myself but when the clock turns midnight after our match, I sure would love to turn 27, knowing I just won the OOWF Onslaught Title! *Wink!

Tommy, not to put any pressure on you but I will have extra motivation to take that title off your waist. I know you're fearless. What you did during our match on Wednesday and during that gnarly ass rumble towards the end of Mayhem, proved it.

When you face me, you will need that fearlessness to overcome the odds, my friend. You will need to do the craziest, most batshit insane moves in the book. You will have to look deep down inside yourself and do things regular men are afraid to attempt in that ring. Maneuvers off the top rope, no man dares to conjure in their minds!

You hesitate Tommy and i'm kicking your face in. It's nothing personal, yo, you're still invited to my Birthday party. Just remember to bring pie...

Cake is overrated.

[BookerShark]

*Jos walks to his car from the house of Jason Allen and fumbles around in his pocket for the car keys.*

*He pulls them out and accidentally drops them on the floor.*

*Without hesitation, Jos picks up the keys. As he springs back up, he notices two figures to the right of him.*

*Before he can attack them, the men quickly identify themselves as the OOWF camera crew.

Camera guy: *While turning on the light of his camera* Jos! Thoughts about your big 1 on 1 match on Sunday?

Jos: How tha eff do you guys do that!? You guys pop up from nowhere sometimes!

Camera guy: Sorry about that, can you answer our question?

Jos: I'm a little disappointed about Wednesday but i'm glad I get a rematch 1 on 1. That's when Papa Jos shines the most.

I didn't want to bring this up but my birthday is on Monday, the night after the PPV. Not to add any more pressure on myself but when the clock turns midnight after our match, I sure would love to turn 27, knowing I just won the OOWF Onslaught Title! *Wink!

Tommy, not to put any pressure on you but I will have extra motivation to take that title off your waist. I know you're fearless. What you did during our match on Wednesday and during that gnarly ass rumble towards the end of Mayhem, proved it.

When you face me, you will need that fearlessness to overcome the odds, my friend. You will need to do the craziest, most batshit insane moves in the book. You will have to look deep down inside yourself and do things regular men are afraid to attempt in that ring. Maneuvers off the top rope, no man dares to conjure in their minds!

You hesitate Tommy and i'm kicking your face in. It's nothing personal, yo, you're still invited to my Birthday party. Just remember to bring pie...

Cake is overrated.

[BookerShark]

*Alexander Darling is standing in a forest. He hears the caw of a raven and aims his bow in that direction. He lets the arrow fly, but misses his target. Poe suddenly appears in his path.*

Poe - You cannot kill it.

Alex - Why?

Poe - Because you are the raven.

*Alex lowers his bow and stares at Poe, confused.*

Poe - You must go after it.

*Alex drops the bow and runs off in the direction he hears the raven cawing. He chases the fluttering of wings until he spies the bird land on a large tree. He begins to climb the tree, careful to find purchase at each limb along the way, until he arrives at the branch where the raven perches and caws, taking particular note of the third eye set in the middle of the bird's head. Alex carefully walks out on the branch toward the raven as it caws. Suddenly he hears his name called behind him. Alex whirls around and finds Firewoman standing there.*

FW - Alex you promised me.

Alex - Fire... I..

FW - You promised.

Alex - It's here. It's calling me. I need to find it..

FW - No CLIMBING Alex! You promised!

Alex - Fire.. Lisa!

*Firewoman snatches at Alex's sleeve.*

FW - Promise me! PROMISE ME! PROMISE ME!

Alex - Fire NooooO!

*Firewoman suddenly morphs into Ghosthead who sprays BLACK MIST in his face! Alex falls from what was the tree, but the branches transform into the scaffolding from his raised ring match at End of Days 8. He falls and through blurred vision he sees Stank and LD Williams below with arms covered in barbed-wire, wicked grins plastered on their faces!*

Stank - Don't worry, Alex.

LDW - We'll catch you... ha! ha! ha! HA! HA! HA!

Alex - NOOOOOOOO!

*Alex sits up from the couch in the Darling suites, trying to catch his breath and fully awake from his nightmare. Poe sits across from him in a chair staring at Alex stoically. Firewoman runs from the back. She bristles slightly at the sight of Poe, something she doesn't think she will ever get used to, but quickly sets her sights on her husband.*

FW - What the HELL is going on over here?

Poe - It is nothing, Lion- Lis- gah!... Firewoman.

Alex - Just a nightmare. Don't worry about it.

Poe - Yes... just.

Fade

[BookerShark]

(Chloe is in the locker room area before the house show in Rhode Island. She continues to gently handle her new barbed wire wrapped and metal rose studded branding iron in a very familiar fashion. She sees INC, and looks up with tenderness in her eyes.)

Isn't it...beautiful? Jack is....so thoughtful. After I left Mormontown he...told me what to do, how to survive, how to stay below the radar so Edra couldn't find me, couldn't keep me away from here. Then, when the time was right, I made my move. Now, I came back a little earlier than Jack wanted me to, but I just couldn't wait. But...he understood. It's so wonderful to have someone who...believes in you, knows you're good, you have what it takes. I'm so glad he accepts me for who and what I am.

(We start to see the crazy coming back into Chloe's eyes)

And Kai? Paybacks are a bitch, aren't they? Remember what you and your brother did to Edra and Clio when they first came here? Remember what you did to Clio when she got a little revenge over your trollop bar tart? (Chloe giggles under her breath) Thanks to my little friend here, the Lava Bull is now Hawaiian Hamburger. (Chloe giggles a little more openly) You're welcome. Good luck against Jack Sunday. You'll need it.

Mai Little Pony? You've got the fight of your life in Mr Punswick this week. And you think I'm playing games, little girl? Oh no. I'm deadly serious. Not this week, but sometime soon, I. Will. End you. And Mr Punswick, you want some insight on Mai? Just let me know.

(And Chloe's voice turns soft, sad, sensitive, almost sensual.)

And that brings me to little Lexie. I keep telling you, dark goddess, you're playing for the wrong team. After all that Poe did to you, how can you tolerate having to look at him, there in the Darling Suites, being best buddies with your brother and sister-in-law. I respect you, your abilities, your strengths, your...well, just you. I don't WANT to hurt you Sunday, little Lexie, but I will. Because you're one of Them, and you know, you don't belong there. Come to our side, Lexie. We have cookies.

(Chloe's eyes burn with anger, but her voice remains soft, but intense.)

Jack wants his DDT title back, and I refuse to fail him again. I WILL bring it back to the Saints of Sinners. Because I am a martyr. I am a Saint of Sinners. You will fear me in your death. Baptized in the blood of the innocents and resurrected through the grace of Moosehead Jack. Whatever Jack wants, whatever Jack desires, Chloe will go through fire, brimstone, and grumpy cats to procure. So has it been written, so will it be, now and forever more. Trust me.

(Chloe's voice and face goes from intensity to full bore crazy as she screams)

Yes, Yes, TRUST ME!

(Chloe's begins laughing hysterically and demonically as the camera begins to...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

<Moose and SFJ13 walk into the locker room where Chloe is laughing hysterically, she sees Moose and an evil grin spreads across her face. Moose just nods at her and looks at SFJ13 while Chloe wanders around in the background>

SFJ13: You defend the OOWF world heavyweight title against the Kai Sunday at Straight Outta Lil Compton. The Kai has been quiet the last few weeks, care to comment?

MHJ: There is a fine line between arrogance and stupidity. The Kai is one of the most arrogant people you will ever meet…….but the Kai is not stupid.

SFJ13: Would you care to elaborate on that?

Chloe: I’M A ROCKET, A ROMAN CANDLE, A FUCKNIG MISSILE ON MY WAY TO HELL…..

MHJ: the Kai has built this moment in his mind for so long……ever since he split from his brother and went solo, he has had this moment in his mind. Winning the OOWF world heavyweight title……standing on that turnbuckle and holding the title up for the Hawaiian Nation to celebrate…….the Kai had rarely received title shots in the past and he used that as motivation in the Elimination Chamber…….winning that was how he would get to that moment that he had built in his mind……

Chloe: I’M A MARTYR, A SAINT OF SINNERS AND YOU WILL FEAR ME IN YOUR DEATH

MHJ: Somewhere between winning the Elimination Chamber and now……something sank into that thick skull of his. Something crept into his mind…..and it has rattled him.

SFJ13: What?

MHJ: Failure. Somewhere deep in his mind, Kai knows he can’t beat me. He couldn’t beat me when his Onslaught title was on the line, he knows he can’t pry this title from my hands. He knows this, but pride will not let him back out of the match…..so he remains quiet. The Kai knows that come Sunday…..there will be no climbing the turnbuckles with this title. There will be no celebration with the Hawaiian nation. What there WILL be is pain, and blood, and defeat.

Chloe: THERE’S NO ONE THAT CAN MAKE ME REPENT THE THINGS I’VE DONE, EVIL IS MY PRIME OBJECTIVE, I EXPLODE AND BESTOW YOUR DEATH

SFJ13: So, you are saying Kai has no chance of winning?

MHJ: Oh no…..he has a chance……but Kai…..to take MY title, you are going to have to go to a very dark place. You are going to have to become a Nightmarcher…….you are going to have to become worse than that. You are going to have to ignore every pandering instinct in your body and you are going to have to come to that ring out for blood. You are going to have to sacrifice everything……..the White Hats…..Aisha…..Aina….Noelani……the Hawaiian Nation……everything, to win this title, to defeat me.

SFJ13: And if he does that?

MHJ: If he does that…..the fun begins…….but there is no way the Kai is going to do that. He enjoys the attention, he needs Their cheers too much to go down that road. Prove me wrong Kai……otherwise……you will burn too.

Trust me

<Moose laughs and Chloe steps in front of him and stares at the camera with a sinister look in her eyes, barely keeping her composure and speaks in a psychotic voice>

Chloe: I am a rocket, a fucking weapon, of mass destruction, destroy the planet! The promoter fucked me, I won’t get pardoned….the devil waits with fear in his eyes

<Chloe breaks into maniacal laughter along with Moose and we fade to black>

[BookerShark]

The camera slowly pans up the back of a man. He's muscular and dark-skinned. We quickly realize it is indeed the one, the only, Kai.

K: FINALLY! THE KAI! HAS COME BACK! TO PRO-MO!

Crowd cheers.

K: Sunday, this bloody Sunday, the Kai gets his moment in the great big hot sun. Finally, this Sunday the talking will be over. The Kai and Moosefucker Jack will tangle in that ring. Moosefucker Jack, the Kai has done something rare for this rarest of occasion. The Kai has let you talk. The Kai has let you run your mouth. Meanwhile, the Kai has doen something more important that entertain you, you sick, dememted fuck. The...has...focused.

You see, Moosefucker Jack, this month was very special to the Kai. The Kai celebrated the Hawai'ian National holiday that is the anniversary of the Kai's birth. A fun time was had by all. It was a Hawai'ian Pie schmorgusboard (sp?). And then, perhaps even MORE special than that...if there is anything, was the birth of the newest membver of the Hawai'ian Nation. Little Te'o Iloa. Te'o will make ya say 'ow' and trust me, little Lani said 'ow' A LOT! Along with a few choice words the Kai wil not repeat here.

How does that pertain to the Kai vs. Moosefucker Jack this Sunday? Well, to most it wouldn't, but the Kai is not most people. No, no, no. The Kai saw this little pink bundle of spit up and poop and remembered the true joys of life. The Kai remembered what and who the Kai is truly fighting for. Ohana. The Circle of Life. And you, Moosefucker Jack, are WAY passed the supposed end of yours as Champion.

So, Moosefucker Jack, you wanna talk about how you beat me. Once. You took my Onslaught Championship. Well, congratulations, you got one over on the Kai. The Kai should perhaps thank you for that as you made the Kai focus on better and brighter things. Now the shoes on the other foot. The Kai is coming for YOUR belt. And the Kai likes gold better than pie. Didn't know that did you?

So, Moosefucker Jack. Be ready. Talk about all the darkness and violence and pain you want. 'Cuz you're gonna go one on one with the Kai-san. And the Kai-san is gonna see your darkness, pain, and violence... and turn them sonbitches sideways and stick 'em SRAIGHT UP! YOUR CANDY ASS!

IF YA SMELLLLLALALALOW! WHAT THE KAI! IS!....

#WINNING!

[BookerShark]

*The Murphys are sitting at the bar of The Destroyitarium, with a bottle of Powers between them. Other customers glance over at the bottle, but a glare from Daniella tends to make them look away quickly.*

DK: So, Evans and Folz.

Dee: Yeah.

*DK refills their glasses*

DK: A toast to Matt Folz. Go hifreann leat!

Dee: Go hifreann leat, Matt Folz! And now one to Chris Evans. Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat!

DK: Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat, Evans! Those summers in the Gaeltacht were a little slow sometimes, but at least we learned how to curse in Irish.

*For the first time since she took off her mask, we see a broad smile on Daniella's face. Then she looks over at the picture of Outback Jack, and her expression darkens.*

DK: Keep it together.

Dee: Don't I always? Anyways, the bar is getting busy, and Spenser and Ash look like they could use some help.

DK: You are better at bartending than me. Besides, I'm older.

Dee: The only time you admit I'm better at anything is when it gets you out of work. And, we're twins.

DK: We're not twins.

Dee: We're Irish twins.

DK: Not the same thing.

Dee: Whatever! Besides, I am actually the better bartender, you lazy garsoon!

*Daniella heads around behind the bar while DK pours himself a refill and smiles, until he looks over at the picture of Outback Jack, and a grim look comes over his face.*

[BookerShark]

*Unknown Location*

It's a dark and calm night in Rhode Island less than 24 hours before the OOWF will get together for another spectacular show. A solitary figure is walking down the street and we see a Boardwalk Saints hoodie and the mic starts to pick up the words of Alexis Darling.

Lexie: You just don't get it Chloe. You can talk about the relationships within my family and you don't get it. What I have lived through you couldn't possibly understand. What I have faith in would shatter your beliefs. It's a very simple fact and you did get some of it right. I am dark. I am a goddess. And you should respect my abilities and talents because they are undeniable. The issue is that I don't do the same with you. There's nothing to respect unless I was one to respect hanging on someone's every word. Been there, done that, got the scars, and not worth it to relive.

You want to be martyr. I will make that happen. You want to be baptized in blood. I will do make sure you bleed enough to drown in it. You want me to fear you, well too fucking bad. Because here's a simple truth Chloe. People around here like to talk about their religions and quote scriptures and call back to what fuels them and holds them up. So here's what I will say to you Chloe Neal.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures. he leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul. he leads me in the path of righteousness for his names sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. your rod and your staff comfort me.

Chloe, the day of reckoning is upon us. I do not fear you nor do I fear anyone anymore because the truth is I have been through my darkest days and I have come out stronger. The Saints of Sinners are just another in a long line of people who think they are darker and badder and better than those around them. You and they are wrong. Sunday is step one in proving that. I know you will disregard this, but it doesn't matter because deep down in the places you refuse to admit, you know you don't belong. You know you're only here because you're easily controlled; first by your father, then by Fire, and now by Moose. In less than 24 hours, it's going to be me controlling you. Make peace with your family Chloe. Before it's too late.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

FADE in at Restaurant 1854 in Little Compton, RI. Sitting at a table near the back is Salvation: Stan Fulton and Ecosystem.

E: “You’ve been very silent lately.”

SF: “Yeah, it’s been a rough few weeks for me. I feel like I’ve been here, but then...”

Fulton looks like he’s grasping for a thought.

E: “What? Try to speak what you’re feeling. We can analyze it that way.”

Fulton furrows his brow in thought.

SF: “It’s like I’m another person. This normal guy working a 40 hour a week job. I’m really busy. I want to talk, but my computer isn’t working so I cannot speak. And I’m tired all the time and depressed.”

E: “That’s interesting. What else about this other guy?”

SF: “Well, he’s been in a car accident recently. His very first ever. No one was hurt, but it shook him up. I think what’s bothering him the most is the depression. He’s so tired all the time and he doesn’t do anything but work and come home and sleep.”

E: “Hmm. Well I can’t help you.”

Ecosystem fades away. Fulton doesn’t find this odd though. As he is served his dinner, Awesome Bill From Dawsonville and Justin Sane sit down.

ABFD: “Whee nelly what a race. Did you see it NASCAR Stan?”

SF: “Yes. And no.”

JS: “How can it be both?”

SF: “Well I’m sure I saw the race, but I feel like I was out tonight and missed it.”

JS: “Are you sure you’re you?”

SF: “That’s just it. I was telling Eco that I don’t feel like myself.”

JS: “You’re not you? You’re a lich?”

ABFD: “A lich? What’s a lich?”

JS: “I don’t know. The word just came into my head.”

SF: “A lich is a wizard that’s able to keep his mind alive after his body has died. His soul lives in a phylactery while he animates his dead body.”

ABFD & JS: “AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!”

Banned From Everywhere fade away as they scream. The rest of the restaurant doesn’t seem to notice. Fulton goes back to his dinner. Not much later Zane Myers and Chad Madison have a seat.

SF: “Guys.”

ZM: “Stan.”

CM: “Fulton.”

SF: “What’s up?”

CM: “You’re facing the measuring sticks tomorrow night, LIVE from Little Compton Rhode Island...”

There is no cheap pop. The diners continue as they were.

CM: “...and you haven’t even mentioned us or the match in a promo.”

ZM: “See, Stan, we’re only as good as our promos and we can’t carry the weight alone.”

SF: “I know, right? I’m supposed to be talking about how Texpress are these future hall of famers...”

Both Chad and Zane look at each other and smile knowingly.

SF: “...and have been tag team champions so many times we’ve lost count and how Juni and I are going for our first as a team and then I’m supposed to say that your time has come and gone and it’s now our time.”

Fulton pauses... then continues.

SF: “But I haven’t. I haven’t mentioned how we defeated Banned From Everywhere more often than not and that I need that Grand Slam, but I haven’t done any of that. I’ve been in like a limbo.”

A gaggle of SFJs show up, invite Chad to a strip limbo contest and they all leave. Zane just shrugs his shoulders and fades away.

SF: “This has been very odd. It’s like I’m missing something.”

Kayfabe comes into the restaurant. She picks up a waiter’s tray which is filled with four dinners. She looks at Fulton, winks and throws the tray right at his head.

QUICK CUT to Fulton’s hotel room and he sits up in a cold sweat from a really bad dream.

SF: “I have to stop ordering Italian food the night before a pay-per-view.”

FADE

[BookerShark]

(Chloe is watching Alexis Darling's promo and is...sad. She holds the barbed wire crucifix that Moosehead Jack gave Clio long ago. She handles it tenderly, as if it held sincere meaning. Her head is lowered as she begins to speak.)

Oh, dark goddess, falling back on the providence of all White Hats, quoting from the scripture of the Holy Bible. Truly your violent actions and threats are made hollow by quoting the scripture of slaughter.

For Alexis, not only do you seek solace in those words, but also in your false assumptions as to who and what I am. You assume that the person in front of you now is the same person you saw in the past.

Nothing could be farther from the truth.

(Chloe looks up, hatred burning in her eyes, a steely resolve on her face.)

I was born decades before you, Alexis. I exist today because of the grace of Moosehead Jack, who took Clio under his wing, taught him the ways of our family. Moosehead Jack is a Neal in every way but blood. I think the Neals and the Quinns, in another time, would have enjoyed a good blood war. I serve Jack because of the failures of Clio. But I AM NOT CLIO. I am Chloe. I am a martyr. For the failures of the Neal family to eliminate the scourge of what Jack fondly refers to as THEM. We rid the world of Beth Banner. We rid the world of the twins father. And I will rid the world of as many of them as I can.

(Chloe falls to her knees, taking the Crucifix in her hand, and lowers her head.)

Moosehead Jack is my leader. I shall not fail.

He makes me to slaughter the innocents, he leads me to stain the waters red.

He hardens my soul. He leads me in the path of destruction, that his name shall be feared.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of White Hats, I shall have no fear, for they bleed.

Thy Bat and my Branding Iron comfort me.

Thou preparest an arena for the slaughter of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with the blood of the innocents, and it makes you smile. Our cups runneth over with their tears.

Surely evil and vengeance shall I dispense at your command for the rest of my life, and I will dwell in the house of Jack forevermore.

So has it be written, so shall it be, now and forevermore.

(Chloe looks up with anger and fire in her eyes)

Your blood will be mine, dark goddess. I will bleed you. And I will end you. Trust me.

(Chloe lowers her head and continues to kneel as the cameras....)

FADE