The Bruisermania Wrestling Federation--Where Superstars are created and Jabronies are humiliated!

(The lights go out. Sirens wail throughout the arena. The noise begins to slow until stop)

PA: MORE.... HU.... MAN...

(A wall of flames erupts from the stage as White Zombie's "More Human Than Human" blares over the PA. Tyrone walks through the dying wall of flames and straight to the ring with microphone in hand. He’s met by a mixed reaction from the crowd but pays no attention to either the boos or cheers.)

JR: Tyrone isn’t scheduled to come out here right now. Last week, he had some very fierce words about Lowedown and Master Z. I wonder what he has to say this time.

(Tyrone climbs in the ring and waits for the crowd to die down)

Tyrone: Apparently, I hurt a certain heartless (beep)s feelin’s last week. So, I’ma be a man an’ have da BMWF’s premiere backstabba come out here an’ whine an’ cry right here in da ring, right in front of me! Lowedown, bring yer sorry double-crossin’ @$$ OUT HERE NOW!!!!!!!

PA: BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

(("Because of You" by Nickelback hits the PA and Lowedown walks out on the stage. Lowedown appears to look slightly confused as he extends his arms out and then brings the microphone up. Lowedown then brings it back down and shakes his head again...)

JR: Here comes Lowedown!

King:Lowedown doesn't appear to be to thrilled about what Tyrone has just said!

(Lowedown begins to make his way towards the ring as his eyes almost appear to be burning a hole through Tyrone's heart. Lowedown leaps up onto the ring apron and watches the pyro shoot out from all four corners and then leans on the ropes...)

JR:Lowedown hasn't even said a word and the tension here has already exploded!

King:Just think what will happen later on tonight when these two wrestle!

Lowedown:Let's clear something up right now between you and I Tyrone! This backstabbing bullbleep of yours...where does it end? When do you get off your high horse and deal with reality? I left for my own reasons and you need to live with it old friend!

Tyrone: Ya know what, rat? I’ve heard dis (beep) all b’fore.. just b’fore ya pulled a switch on me an’ whoever our group is at da time. I really couldn’t care less what da rass ya got to say ‘bout me or my words.

Lowedown: Oh really? How about these words right here! For such a big man in this business you seem to still seem to be hiding behind me. You don't seem to be able to get to that ultimate step of being the World champion. Unlike me, I have been a four time World champion! How about you Tyrone? It's been what...four years Tyrone and you seem to keep choking when it comes to the main event huh?

(The crowd lets out a collective "oooooooooh" as Lowedown shurgs his shoulders right in front of Tyrone...)

Tyrone: Oooh, wow, take a shot at a guy who has been gettin’ shot at all his career. We all don’t live in da land of make believe an’ fairy tales like ya, Seth.. I’ve battled all my life here in dis fed to make a name for myself, an’ every time I t’ink I’ve gotten somewhere, dare ya is, or somet’in’ else dat shoots me back down. I’ve had a broken neck, back, ribs, jaw... name a bone, an’ I’ve shattered it. I’ve spent over a year’s wort’ of my time here laid up in some hospital. Not everyone can be da great white hope like ya...

Lowedown: Oh that's it huh? The sob story of the night? I thought I saw this same garbage on an after school special on ABC! I can't believe you're trying to pull the sympathy card out of your @$$ here Tyrone! It's downright pathetic! You want mercy? Take your @$$ to church! Someone get me a tissue here would ya?

Tyrone: Yeah, dawg.. laugh it up.. Ya watch. Yer reign as Mr. BMWF is ‘bout to come to an end.. an’ it won’t be Z who ends it.. It’ll be ME!!! I’ve had ya step over me (beep)in’ t’ree times now, dawg.. ain’t gonna happen no d@mn more.

Lowedown: It's gonna be you? You are the one to end the Lowedown? I've heard that song and dance more than a group of fifteen year old with TiVo replaying the Superbowl half-time flashing! You must be d@mn crazy son to think you are the one to stop me! Absolutely flippin' crazy!

Tyrone: (Smiles) Did ya just say I was... crazy? Ya, above all, people should know just how (beep)in’ CRAZY I can get.. eh, Seth... ya remember dat fourt’ of July party we had dat one year.. Da fire sure as rass burnt my skin.. but we both know I didn’t feel not a t’ing da whole time.

(Tyrone’s eyes widen maniacally and Lowedown’s reaction shows his understanding of what Tyrone says)

Lowedown: You know what Tyrone? Talking isn't really my fortay so I'm through here listening to your whining and bleeping and moaning about how everything in the world has been unfair to you! Everyone here has their own problems and right now you should focus on the biggest problem staring right at you in this d@mn ring! I'm through talking to you...

(Lowedown slowly backs away while keeping his eyes on Tyrone and then drops the microphone down at his feet and flips himself over the top rope and lands on his feet. Lowedown then raises his hands up and is surrounded by bWo security as he walks away...)

Tyrone: Yeah, chump.. I’ll see ya in da ring t’night...

("More Human than Human" begins to play as Tyrone points down at Lowedown and then leans against the ropes...)

JR:Folks, we just had an intense moment between two of the biggest superstars in this business!

King:I would have liked to see a punch thrown to be honest!

JR:They wanted to save it for the match tonight! We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Rob Young and Chuck Tunny...
At a total combined weight of 480 pounds...
From Albany, NY... weighing in at 240 pounds...
Randy Valentino

PA: (Talking) Introducing...the sexiest man alive....RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNDY VALENTIIIIIIINOOOOOOO!

('Rock Your Body' by Justin Timberlake blasts through the PA system as Randy Valentino walks out on stage to an eruption of boo's. Randy trash talks them back while walking down the ramp, Randy walks up the steel steps and once he reaches the top step he rubs his body in a Val Venis style fashion. He steps through the middle and top rope.)

KING: I hope this moron doesn't rip Young's shirt off! The FCC would kick us off the air!

LILLY: His partner...
From Newark, NJ... weighing in at 240 pounds...
"Scrappy" Joe Tunny

(The building lights suddenly switch off and numerous white spotlights swing crazily in every direction. “Welcome to the Jungle” by GNR bursts forth from the speakers. A pyro explosion goes off on the stage, followed by twelve more, filling the stage with smoke. As the house lights rise slightly, Scrappy Joe Tunny emerges from the smoke with his brother Chuck following behind him. Tunny is dressed in dirty jeans cut off just below the knees and a white tank top with “Kill or BE Killed” written on the front and “That’s the law of the JUNGLE” written on the back. He fingers the steel chain hooked onto his belt loop as he strides purposefully toward the ring. A few feet before the ring he breaks into a sprint and leaps onto the ring apron. He ducks under the second rope and pulls out the microphone tucked into his belt as Chuck joins him in the ring.)

Tunny: So, we’re here in San..Fran...cisco!

(The crowd pops)

Tunny: The windiest little piece ‘a crap town this side ‘a Chicago!

(The crowd boos vociferously)

Tunny: Oh, come on, ya pansies! When Chuck here told me we were goin’ to the Cow Palace, I thought we was goin’ to some sort ‘a steak restaurant!

(Continuous booing and heckling)

Tunny: But I don’t see any cows here (he points out at the crowd). I see a whole bunch ‘a PIGS!

(Tunny and Chuck laugh condescendingly as the crowd gets incensed)

Tunny: Pigs or not, get ready for a good old-fashioned brawl! There’s four ‘a us goin’ in, but only two standin’ in the end! An’ Valentino – I might just make that one standin’!

(A chant starts: “Tunny sucks! Tunny sucks!”)

Tunny: Shut up or I’ll SHUT ya up! Better yet, shut yer yaps and watch me do my thing! Black and Ezekiel won’t know what hit ‘em!

(Tunny runs to the corner post and jumps up onto the middle rope. He holds the mic up to his mouth)

Tunny: BRING OUT MY VICTIMS! LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!!!

(Tunny slings the mic out into the crowd and awaits his opponents, still perched on the middle rope.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 491 pounds...
From Phoenix, Arizona... weighing in at 249 pounds...
William Black

LILLY: His partner...
From Parts Unknown... weighing in at 242 pounds...
Ezekiel

(The arena lights fade)

P.A: FOLLOW ME INTO THE LIGHT

(Flash flares erupt from the ringposts, and In the Shadows by The Rasmus starts to play on the P.A. – Ezekiel makes his way down to the ring in a black hooded cloak. In one hand he carries the chair, in the other a set of handcuffs)

P.A: No sleep – No sleep until I’m done with finding the answer…

(The flares continue to burn as he makes his way around the ring. Stopping by the timekeeper’s table he sets the chair up and places the handcuffs on it.)

P.A: I been watching - I been waiting - in the shadows for my time - I been searching - I been living - for tomorrows all my life…

(Ezekiel climbs into the ring and stands in the centre. The cloak drops to the ground revealing him in a black leather kilt and black boots)

KING: Is he wearing a dress?

*DING DING*

JR: William Black starts things off by hitting Randy Valentino with a quick armdrag. Another
armdrag sends Randy Valentino back down to the mat. Valentino doesn't look to enthused about charging in again and is slow to get back to his feet. Valentino and Black circle around the ring before locking up in the center.

(William Black takes advantage with a quick headlock, but Randy Valento breaks the hold by pushing Black into the ropes. William Black ducks a clothesline from Valentino. Valentino telegraps a backdrop, but William Black holds onto the ropes.)

JR: Good counter by Black. Black with a kick. Black comes off the ropes. Black with a punch to the gut doubles Valentino over. William Black is building momentum. Black off the ropes again. William Black with a punch that connects to the side of the temple and Valentino is down on the mat. Valentino's back on his feet! Valentio rushes in--And is caught with an Arm Drag for his efforts. William Black slows things down by applying an armbar.

JR: King, what do you think about this match so far.
King: I think it's fundamentally sound, but nobody cares about that. Valentino needs to get his act together in there! He needs to cheat!

(Valentino finally manages to drag a foot across the bottom rope. The referee is ordering
William Black to break the hold, and then begins counting. 1. 2. 3. 4. William Black breaks the hold. Randy Valentino quickly makes his way to his own corner, shaking some feeling back into his arm. Scrappy Joe tags himself in.)

JR: Joe Tunny doesn't look too impressed with those technical moves King.
King: Joe Tunny's an idiot. What kind of moron names themselves Scrappy and expects to be taken seriously?
JR: You've been sucking up to William Black, haven't you?
King: No. I just know how to treat him with some respect. Now call the match.
JR: It looks like Scrappy Joe Tunny and William Black are going to tie things up in the middle of the ring. Joe Tunny with a headlock. William Black shoves Joe Tunny into the ropes. William Black takes Tunny down with an Armdrag. Tunny charges in with a head full of steam!

SPLAT

JR: Wow! Drop Toehold from William Black plants Scrappy Joe face first onto the mat. William Black slows things down by applying a headlock. Black applies an armbar. He really sinks it in. Black eventually brings Scrappy Joe to his feet. William Black reaches for the tag. Ezekiel climbs to the top rope, Black still holding Scrappy Joe by the arm. Double Axe Handle onto Scrappy Joe's unprotected arm.

Joe Tunny takes William Black down with a jawbreaker.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Joe Tunny hits William Black with the Running Forearm Smash.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.

Black tags in Ezekiel.

JR: Ezekiel and Joe Tunny lock up in the centre of the ring. Ezekiel steps behind Tunny turning it into a back-lock. Joe Tunny lands a wild elbow to break the hold, Ezekiel’s down.

(Tunny stomps Ezekiel a couple of time in the gut for good measure)

JR: A hard elbow to end that exchange from Tunny. Now he’s going to work on Ezekiel.

King: Tunny’s looking to put a hurting on.

JR: Ezekiel still on the canvas, Tunny looking to do some damage to Ezekiel’s legs now. Leg sweep by Ezekiel, Tunny goes down hard. That came out of nowhere!

King: Ha, I didn’t see that coming.

JR: Neither did Joe Tunny. Both men starting to slowly get to their feet. Ezekiel with a boot to the gut, and hits a gutwrench suplex. Ezekiel starting to mount some offence here.

(Ezekiel drags Joe Tunny towards the friendly ringpost, and rolls out the ring)

King: Tunny watch your legs!

*CRACK*

JR: That was a sickening noise King. Ezekiel is looking to damage that leg, we saw him use similar tactics last Bedlam.

King: YAH! Joe Tunny’s leg just became part of the ringpost!

(Ezekiel rolls back into the ring and pulls Tunny to his feet. Holding Tunny he places a tag to Black, who comes and places a stiff right hand to the ribs of Tunny)

JR: Ezekiel with an armbar on Tunny. He’s really wrenching that arm around. Tunny falls to one knee, but is back up. Tunny pushes Ezekiel into a neutral corner. The ref is telling Ezekiel to let go. Both men have a clean break. But Tunny catches Ezekiel with a lighting-quick jab to the face! Tunny takes Ezekiel to the ropes, and knees him hard in the gut! Tunny taking a few steps back, and…oh! A hard clothesline sends both wrestlers down to the floor. Tunny picks up Ezekiel, and sends him crashing into the ring steps! Now Scrappy Joe has picked up Ezekiel and is softening him up with some hard rights. Tunny tries to send him into the ring post, but Ezekiel reverses, and Tunny hits the post shoulder first!

King: I don’t like the way Tunny hit that post, JR. I think he may have injured himself there!

JR: Tunny is on the floor, and Ezekiel slides back into the ring, stopping the count. Here comes Valentino to help Tunny, but Ezekiel has attacked Valentino!

King: Wait! Here comes Black from around the corner! Black picks up Tunny, and is setting Tunny up for a DDT right onto the cement floor!

JR: No! Tunny pushes Black into the ring apron, and follows up with a sharp knee to the groin!

King: I think Black is now feeling what Tunny felt last week!

JR: Tunny slams Black’s back into the ring apron again! Now he picks up Black, and hits a back breaker! Tunny is taunting the crowd in the front rows here in the Cow Palace as he leans over to pick up Black, but Ezekiel has just attacked him from behind! Ezekiel tosses Tunny back into the ring and climbs in behind him.

JR: Tunny dazes Ezekiel with a right hook. Tunny sets him up for a backbreaker, and hits it!

King: He’s not letting go, JR! He’s trying to make Ezekiel submit! The crowd is on its feet! How much more punishment can Ezekiel take?!

JR: Ezekiel is in pain, King, but he’s not giving up! You have to admire him for that. The ref is checking to see that he’s okay. Wait! Black just entered the ring! But Valentino is keeping him from making the save!

King: Now Chuck Tunny has tossed a steel chain into the ring behind the referee’s back. Chuck is arguing with Black and the ref!

JR: The ref is tied up with Chuck and Black. Tunny drops Ezekiel, picks up the chain and wraps it around his fist! Ezekiel is getting up groggily, he doesn’t see Tunny. Ezekiel turns around slowly, and Tunny hits him with a fist full of steel! Ezekiel drops like a rock and Tunny tosses the chain out of the ring. Tunny straddles Ezekiel, and locks on the Pain Central! This is it! Ezekiel has to tap out of this one!

King: What’s Ezekiel waiting for? He is still struggling to reach the ropes! Does this guy never give up?

JR: He’s inching forward, King! Black is screaming at him not to give up! Tunny made a typical rookie mistake and forgot to place him in the middle of the ring! Ezekiel may just make the ropes!

King: He does! He does! Ezekiel reaches the ropes and the ref makes Tunny release the hold! And now here comes Black with a vicious kick to Tunny’s head! Black picks up Tunny and tosses him over the top rope to the outside!

(William Black is on the ring apron pacing like caged lion. He wants back in this match! He's managed to get a large portion of this capacity crowd behind Ezekiel, trying to get him to make the tag!)

Capacity Crowd: See the Truth! See the Truth! See the Truth! See the Truth! See the Truth!

JR: Listen to this crowd! They're getting behind Ezekiel in this match. They want him to get up and then tag in his is partner.

JR: "Scrappy" Joe Tunny reaches his hand out for Randy Valentino to tag.
Valentino tags in.
Randy heads straight for William Black and hits a dropkick,
Randy gets to the top rope,
William Black quickly gets up and runs into the ropes causing Valentino to fall from the turnbuckle and land on his jewels.

KING: Ouch!

JR: Randy writhes in pain, William Black lifts him up.
Valentino hits a vertical suplex,
Valentino then hits a standing moonsault on Black.
Valentino covers.

REF: One...two...shoulder up.

JR: That was close!

JR: Tunny has Black down in his corner. He’s speaking to the ref. What’s he saying King?

King: Telling him to keep his eye on that cheating Ezekiel over on the opposite apron.

JR: The ref is going over to have a word with Ezekiel. Look King Valentino has slipped in the ring and is now double teaming Black with Tunny.

King: See look cheating! Ezekiel is trying to get into the ring without a tag.

JR: King, what about Valentino and Tunny on Black

King: That’s different, they’re just taking advantage of a situation!

(Tunny roles out the ring, leaving Valentino in the ring with Black)

JR: Valentino stomping Black in the corner. Valentino gesturing to the crowd…

King: Ha ha, he is kissing his bicep.

JR: The self-proclaimed ‘world sexiest man’.

(Tunny and Valentino exchange a couple of quick tags, enabling them to work Black over in their corner. Ezekiel is starting to shout at Tunny and Valentino)

JR: Ezekiel’s looking fresh now and anxious to get in the ring.

King: Tunny and Valentino need to keep Black in their corner

JR: Valentino with a tag

Capacity crowd: Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black

JR: Valentino and Tunny whip Black into the ropes. Black ducks the double clothesline attempt. Black off the opposite ropes… *THUD* a big clothesline by Black. All three men are down.

(The crowd are going crazy, shouting and cheering for Black to make the tag. Ezekiel is calming leaning as far as he can into the ring, looking for the tag)

JR: Tunny and Black the legal men in here, can Black make the tag. Both men to their feet now)

(Black and Tunny start exchanging punches. Black nails Tunny with a vicious standing clothsline)

King: That might sort his head problems out!

(Both men fall to the canvas. At this time Valentino has made his way back to the apron. The crowd are hot, soaking up the action second by second)

JR: Both men looking towards their corner for a tag. Ezekiel looks the fresher of the two men on the apron.

(Rob Young jumps up on the apron, and starts arguing with the referee)

King: Tunny what are you doing? He’s trying to hold onto Black’s leg!

(Black kicks Tunny away, and reaches with an outstretched arm and makes the tag to Ezekiel. The referee turns and runs to Ezekiel motioning that he did not see a tag, and forces him back to the apron)

Capacity crowd: Where’s your glasses, where’s your glasses…

JR: The ref never saw the tag King.

King: Valentino into the ring to take advantage while the ref is talking to Zeke.

JR: So it’s okay for Valentino to go in without a tag?

King: Of course it is JR!

(As Valentino approaches Black explodes and hits Valentino with a massive spinebuster. The crowd is going nuts over the move)

JR: Big move, now its gut check time. Black crawling over to Ezekiel, TAG!

(The referee motions that a tag has been made, and Ezekiel bursts into the ring)

JR: Ezekiel in the ring, Valentino swings… armbar take down. Here comes Tunny to break the hold. Drop toe hold on Tunny!!!

(Ezekiel picks Tunny up and throws him over the top rope and crashing to the arena floor)

JR: Tunny sent to the outside.

JR: Ezekiel runs in like a bullet only to have his head decapitated by a massive clothesline from Valentino. Randy climbs to the top rope and hits a shooting star press.

REF: One...two...thr-kickout!

JR: Randy Valentino is almost ripping his hair out, he's furious.
Joe Tunny is at ringside with his arm extended for Valentino to tag, Valentino looks towards Tunny. Valentino shakes his head 'No' and carries on with the match.

JR: Ezekiel whips Randy Valentino into the turnbuckle near 'Scrappy' Joe Tunny. Scrappy makes a blind tag. Valentino doesn't believe it.

KING: *Sniff* I smell a fight coming on!

JR: Valentino pushes Scrappy by the chest. Scrappy does so too. Valentino rears back his fist to punch Scrappy but instead gets out of the ring and trash talks for a bit.

JR: Ezekiel comes with a head full of steam! Ezekiel landing punches on Tunny! He backs Tunny up to the corner.

King: Tunny looks exhausted. He’s taken the brunt of the punishment from the team of Ezekiel and Black.

JR: Ezekiel tries to Irish whip Tunny into the opposite corner, but Tunny reverses, and Ezekiel goes crashing back first into the post! Tunny charges in, but Ezekiel sidesteps, sending Tunny head first into the turnbuckle with a drop toe hold!

King: Holy Cow Palace, JR! Tunny will be nursing a terrible migraine after that one!

JR: Ezekiel picks up Tunny, hits him with a kick to the gut. Ezekiel turns Tunny around, he’s going for a belly-to-back!

King: Tunny slides out of the hold around to Ezekiel’s back, and goes for his own belly-to-back! Ezekiel just did the same, and tries again! No, Tunny slides out again! Tunny trying to Pick up Ezekiel, but Ezekiel is struggling!

JR: Tunny is still holding on to Ezekiel from behind, now he runs forward straight into the turnbuckle! Ezekiel just got squashed!

King: Now Tunny picks him up, and sends him crashing shoulders first into the mat with a belly-to-back! Tunny holds on, and delivers another one! Ezekiel is motionless on the mat, but Tunny is just too exhausted to get up and go for the cover!

JR: Ezekiel is down, but Black comes running in, and hits Tunny with a fist drop! Valentino comes in, but is met with a flying forearm! Black picks up Valentino and body slams him over the top rope to the outside! Tunny is still groggy, King! Now is the time to go for the win! Black is setting Tunny up for the Blacklock! This is it!

King: Come on Black! Kill him! Kill him! Wait…come on Tunny, get out of that! Heck, I’ve even forgotten who I’m rooting for in this match!

JR: Tunny is struggling, he knows he has to get out of this! The crowd is in a frenzy! Chuck is screaming something to his brother!

Chuck: (Loud enough to hear) Remember what he did to you last week, Joey! Don’t let ‘im win!

King: Chuck is trying to get his brother’s adrenaline running, JR! And it just may be working!

JR: Tunny is getting a second wind! Look at his eyes, King! He’s livid! Tunny escapes the hold, holds the back of Black’s head, and drops down, bringing Black’s jaw crashing into his head!

King: Black is out! Ezekiel is out! Tunny is out! Valentino is out! We’ve got three wrestlers in the ring and one on the outside, none of them moving! What a match!

(The ref starts the count, but Ezekiel and Tunny are up by the count of seven.)

JR: William Black is in the ring with Randy Valentino but Ezekiel is brawling outside the ring
with Scrappy Joe. This match has turned into Mayhem! William Black reverses an Irish Whip. Valentino off the ropes... SPINEBUSTER! Randy Valentino got broken in half! Ezekiel with a DDT on Scrappy Joe outside the ring! Ezekiel is looking for something!

(William Black is in the corner with his forearm raised. Randy Valentino is making his way to his feet. He doesn't see William Black come out of nowhere and connect with a brutal flying forearm)

King: Ezekiel has grabbed a chair! Scrappy Joe doesn't see Ezekiel coming up behind him with the chair!

JR: Ezekiel has a chair! What the?! What's he gonna do?!

(William Black hooks Randy Valentino up in the middle of the ring and connected with an Empty Chamber. Black hooks the leg and goes for the pin)

King: Ezekiel will get disqualified!

JR: No!

WHACK!

(The referee sees the chair bounce off of Scrappy Joe's head and immediately calls for the bell. )

*DING DING*

(Just as the ring announcer begins to reveal the results, Black gets up to see what the commotion is about.)

Ring Announcer: The Winner of this bout due to disqualification, RANDY VALENTINO AND SCRAPPY JOE TUNNY!

JR: You just got your team disqualified Ezekiel! William Black had Valentino down for the count!

(Randy Valentino rolls out of the ring, Randy heads towards Lilly Garcia's area and steals the timekeepers chair. Randy heads into the ring.)

KING: LOOK OUT SCRAPPY!

JR: NO WAIT! Randy Valentino knocks Ezekiel out cold.

(Randy Valentino continues the assault on Ezekiel, kicking him, hitting him and etc. Black nails him with a punch, then finally throws him out of the ring.)

(As Scrappy Joe and Randy Valentino dissappear, Ezekiel starts walking towards the back, holding the chair. William Black stops him, and pulls on his arm, apparently not to happy about the results of the match. Ezekiel just shrugs and turns away.)

King: That's not good enough Ezekiel!

JR: You're Right! Black just hit Ezekiel with a hard left hand! Black sends Ezekiel back into
the ring! Ezekiel gets thrown into the ropes! Spinebuster from William Black. William Black
helps Ezekiel to his feet! Empty Chamber!

(William Black points down at Ezekiel, standing over him, and then adding a few taunting words and warnings about discombobulation.)

JR: William Black just laid out his own Tag Team partner after Ezekiel got them disqualified!

(A camera backstage catches Kolic and Kate discussing something in Kate’s
office)

Kolic: So the match with Mafioso is finalized?

Kate: Yes, I just need his signature. I thought about adding Fujita to the
match, but he ran off to Japan.

Kolic: Thought so. He was so depressed after I took my title he turned tail
and fled. Milken will do the same after the beating I gave him on Live.

Kate: You don’t care that he faked the leg injury?

Kolic: Not at all. If it wasn’t injured before, it is now. I doubt he’ll be
able to wrestle, much less win, for a while. And if he interferes in my big
match tonight...I’ll make good on my promise.

Kate: That’s good, one less competitor for your title. So you’re ready to
face the bWo tonight?

Kolic: Very much so. Prime Time is the stable of the future, and tonight we
will prove it. Besides, with Lowedown not in the match, it’ll be easier than
triple integrals! So everything’s set?

Kate: Yes. Good luck tonight.

Kolic: Thanks, though we won’t need it. I have to make some last minute
preparations, so I’ll see you later.

Kate: Goodbye.

(Kolic exits the room...but not without a second look. Kolic does a small
victory dance before he enters his room.)

King: I really pity poor Kate!

JR: Why’s that?

King: She has to work for Kolic!

JR: Let me guess, she should work for you right? I think I’d pity that more
than Kolic.

King: HEY!

JR: We’ll be right back!

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare over the PA system, as the entire arena turns dark. White Lightning walks out onto the stage with a spotlight on him. White Lightning has the TV Title around his waist and a microphone in hand. White Lightning walks down the ramp and enters the ring.)

White Lightning: You know, I stand in the back week after week, and listen to everyone call Scotty Scott a legend, and put him on some sort of pedestal. Scotty, everyone seems to think you are a legend, Everyone except ME! You see, you are no legend, you shouldn't' be mentioned among the greatest to ever walk into the ring, but I should. I am the New Legend of the BMWF!

(Crowd Boos Loudly)

White Lightning: Scotty you aren't even a has-been! You are just a never-was-been! Face the facts, and the fact is, I am better than Scotty Scott. Scotty, how about at No Way In, the never-was gets his midget @$$ kicked by the True Legend of the BMWF? And since, you are somewhat known for getting your @$$ kicked in a cell, why not have a Hell in a Cell Match, and I'll even put up the TV Title! What do you say, Scotty Suck?

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out. He looks down into the ring and stares a hole through White Lightning. Scotty walks into the ring. He walks around White Lightning. Then Scotty gets right in White Lightning's face.)

Scotty: Ya know for a lil'man ya got a big mouth.

White Lightning: What's your answer? Your suck @$$ against the Legend White Lightning in a Cell at No Way In, TV Title on the Line!

Scotty: Ya wanna face me in the Cell? Ya don't know what'cha talkin' 'bout. Do ya know how many men been in that match wit me and never came out the same? Do ya know how many are not even 'round any more? They left because I ran them out.

White Lightning: There's a big difference between me and all those chumps you fought back in the 60's! I am superior to anyone one of those damn losers! Once I am done with at No Way In it won't be me that will never be the same, it will be you! Don't you realize that you are stepping into the ring with a real life legend. I am like the hardest level in a video game, NO ONE can beat me! Legend My @$$!

(White Lightning rears back his head and spits right in the face of Scotty Scott)

JR: Did you see that King?

King: It's about time someone did that!

Scotty: Ya know ya really shouldn't have done that.

White Lightning: Why? You gonna do something about it?

(Scotty nails White Lightning with a hard right hand. White Lightning pulls Scotty down on the mat and the begin fighting on the mat.)

JR: This is incredible!!!! The legend and the young lion fighting it out right here tonight!!!!!

King: More like a has- been and a new legend duking it out.

JR: Here comes security to separate these men.

King: Let them fight!!! Everyone wants to see Scotty get what is coming to him.

(White Lightning is trying to get away from security as Scotty grabs a mic.)

Scotty: WHITE LIGHTNING!!! YA WANNA FACE ME IN THE CELL!?!?!

(White Lightning nods his head yes.)

Scotty: YA GOT IT BUT I AIN'T GONNA BE RESPONISBLE FOR YA IF YA NEVER WALK 'GAIN YA HEAR ME PUNK!?!?!?!

(Both men are then escorted to the back.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Elektroshock

("High Voltage" by AC/DC blasts over the PA as Elektroshock makes his way down to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope.)

Elektroshock: Truck... You have come here to get a victory tonight... I come here to get myself back on the winning path again. Tonight it begins with you.

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
Fighting out of Breaux Bridge, LA...
Weighing in at 346 pounds...

Truck

P.A.: BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

(As John Lee Hooker begins to play over the arena's
sound system, Truck steps out to the top of the ramp.
Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde is right behind him. Truck
raises his fist in the air and smiles at the crowd.
They make their way to the ring, and Truck enters,
heading to his corner to await the start of the
match.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Truck kicks Elektroshock.
Truck has the crowd going wild.
Truck punches Elektroshock.
The crowd is going crazy.
Truck uses an atomic drop on Elektroshock.
Truck kicks Elektroshock.
Elektroshock hits Truck.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Elektroshock.
Truck punches Elektroshock.
Truck hits Elektroshock.
Elektroshock kicks Truck.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Elektroshock puts Truck in a chokehold.
Len Stanley warns Elektroshock to let go.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four, five.
Len Stanley warns Elektroshock.
Elektroshock executes a kick to the head on Truck.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Elektroshock is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Elektroshock hits Truck with a powerslam.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Elektroshock hits Truck with a legdrop.
Elektroshock executes a reverse neckbreaker on Truck.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Elektroshock goes for a flying axhandle, but Truck counters it with a punch.
Elektroshock re-reverses it.
Elektroshock runs into the ropes.
Truck hits Elektroshock with an elbow.
Truck raises his fist in the air.
Truck has the crowd going wild.
Truck takes Elektroshock down with a shoulderblock.
Truck nails Elektroshock with a shoulderblock.
Truck runs into the ropes.
Elektroshock takes Truck down with a kick to the midsection.
Elektroshock whips Truck into the ropes.
Truck smacks Elektroshock with a devastating clothesline .
Truck runs into the ropes.
Truck and Elektroshock get hit with a double clothesline.
Truck whips Elektroshock into the ropes, but Elektroshock reverses it.
Elektroshock hits Truck with an elbow.
Elektroshock whips Truck into the ropes.
Elektroshock misses with a clothesline.
Truck almost takes Elektroshock's head off with a clothesline
Truck covers Elektroshock.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Truck hits Elektroshock with haymaker.
Truck goes for head pound on mat, but Elektroshock blocks it.
Elektroshock whips Truck into the ropes.
Elektroshock misses with a clothesline.
Truck hits Elektroshock with a shoulderblock.
Truck goes for head pound on mat, but Elektroshock blocks it.
Elektroshock smacks Truck with a devastating clothesline .
Elektroshock hits Truck with a flying dropkick.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Elektroshock whips Truck into the ropes, but Truck reverses it.
Elektroshock hits Truck with an elbow.
Elektroshock is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Elektroshock runs into the ropes.
Elektroshock hits Truck with a kick.
Elektroshock uses a stomp on Truck.
Elektroshock yells at the crowd and acts crazy.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Elektroshock takes Truck down with a kneedrop.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Elektroshock gets a bow-and-arrow submission on Truck.
Truck makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds.
Elektroshock executes the Flying Splash on Truck.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde distracts Len Stanley.
Elektroshock nails Truck with a kick to the midsection.

JR: Truck is trying to use his size advantage.

King: He has Elektroshock lifted over his head!!!!

JR: Elektroshock slipped out of his grasp. He rushes behind Truck and rolls him up!!!!

Ref: 1
2

King: Truck kicked out and I think he is mad.

JR: Truck whips Elektroshock into the corner. Truck charges in and is going for a high knee lift. Eeltroshock ducks out of the way.... THE ELECTROCUTION!!!!!

There is no referee to count.
Len Stanley is back on the job.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Elektroshock nails Truck with a forearm to the back.
Elektroshock yells at the crowd and acts crazy.
Elektroshock is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Elektroshock goes for a flying axhandle, but Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde shoves
him off the turnbuckle.
Len Stanley threatens Truck with disqualification.
Elektroshock begs off.
Truck hits Elektroshock with a shoulderblock.
Truck hits him with the Collision running headbutt.
There are lots of chants for Truck.
Truck executes the Crawdad Claw on Elektroshock.
Elektroshock is writhing in pain.
Elektroshock submits after 12 seconds.
The crowd is really behind Truck.

*DING DING*

(White Lightning seen walking past the cafeteria doors when he runs into Kurt Dangle.)

White Lightning: Hey, Kurt, what's up?

Dangle: Just about to walk into the cafeteria to eat some cookies and drink some good ole' American milk. By the way, I saw you end Strong Arm Steve's career a week or two ago. You reminded me of myself, except I'm better, Oh its true!

White Lightning: Did you ever give an opponent partial paralysis?

(Dangle looks puzzled, as he doesn't know what to say)

Dangle: Uh……..Yeah……All the time, I have paralyzed two or three hundred guys in my time! It's true! Yeah, I even broke Tyrone's neck! That's why he walks so funny!

White Lightning: Tonight, I figure to paralyze all of those Prime Time pansies!

(Kurt Dangle pulls a book of his pocket)

Dangle: Before you do that, you better check out my new book! Career Killing 101, written the your Olympic Hero himself! It will top the best sellers list, Oh its true!

(Dangle hands the book over to White Lightning)

White Lightning: Thanks, Kurt. I'll be sure to read up on that before my match tonight!

Dangle: Check out Chapter Nine!

(White Lightning opens the book to Chapter Nine to see a picture where Kurt Dangle has the ankle lock on White Lightning and White Lightning is apparently crying like a little baby.)

White Lightning: Ha…Ha…Ha, Kurt, you're a funny guy. Everyone knows I will always be the better wrestler and better career killer than you!

(Just then, Horace Hogie walks around the corner past Dangle and White Lightning.)

Dangle: Oh yeah! Watch this, Here's a little private lesson from my book!

(Suddenly Dangle runs out and knocks Horace Hogie to the ground with a forearm and immediately slaps on the Ankle Lock.)

Horace Hogie: AHHHHH! HELP!!!!!

(Dangle continues to apply the pressure not letting up at all as Hogie continues to cry like a little girl. White Lightning looks on in somewhat enjoyment.)

Dangle: Lightning, watch this part, it's the best!

(Dangle takes one more hard turn on the ankle of Horace Hogie and….)

*SNAP*

(Dangle stops and stares at Horace Hogie for a moment before walking back over to White Lightning.)

Dangle: Right there is the correct way to end a career! Oh it's true!

White Lightning: Thanks for the lesson…I guess. How about tonight we both end the careers of all of those losers from Prime Time!

Dangle: I'll break all their damn ankles, oh it's true, it's damn true!

(Kurt Dangle walks into the cafeteria as White Lightning walks away and the camera fades….)

(The camera pulls back and reveals Dreadnaught in a Lakers jersey with a match Lakers cap. He has his sunglasses on and is standing next to Michael Bole.)

Dreadnaught: Boy, you are really up on your game tonight Mike! Nothing gets past you! Yeah, Scotty and I get to tie it up tonight, as a little preview of Bruisermania! See, Scotty ducked me! He wants to go after Whitey first! Well, I am a kind man, and I will let you have your moment in the sun Scotty, but come March, you will know that I came to bring the pain! Hey, aren’t you going to say anything about my team mates tonight?

Dreadnaught: See, smart as a whip Bole! Yeah, two fine competitors there. I mean, me and Latino Heat! Then we have the anchor of our time. The man that pulls us down. HARDCORE HARRY! This is a man that has severe mental problems. Instead of just being a man and giving me my match, he has done everything he can to ignore and try to put me out of his pea brain! But, if you know one thing, Bole! It’s that the Dread-daddy ain’t going no where but up!

Dreadnaught: You want to know why I demand a match with Harry? Well, in all truth, it ain’t got nothin’ to do with Harry. Yeah, I hate the country bumkin, but it ain’t about that. It’s about being immortal. Immortality happens when there is nothing else for you to accomplish. And there is one hole in my rise to legend status, and that is the piece of gold he is holding. I have been haunted by the hole for long enough! Harry, the streets is making me a legend. And you can either make this easy on yourself, or I can beat you from here in the Cow Palace…

Dreadnaught: All the way down to Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles in the heart of South Central. That is what I can do to you Harry! And you know I love Roscoe’s, so don’t push me! I came to bring the pain!

(Dreadnaught smirks into the camera before it switches back to JR and the King.)

(The cameras go live backstage where Randy Valentino is looking agravated and he's looking into the camera.)

VALENTINO: Hello Zeke, how are you? Hurting I'm guessing. I bet you're wondering why I assaulted you huh? It's simple, ever since me and you came here you were the 'Young Gun' getting all the spotlight, that spotlight was reserved for ME! RANDY VALENTINO! IT WAS FOR ME EZEKIEL! I'm sick of it and now I want a fight for that spotlight, so I'll make a challenge. No Way In is the date and the contest :- RANDY VALENTINO taking on EZEKIEL! Give me your answer on the Challenge Boards backstage as soon as possible. If you accept, see you in the ring!

(Latino Heat is backstage sitting in the locker room on a folding chair that is turned around. He is in his wrestling gear and is taping up his fists as the camera focuses in on him.)

Latino Heat: I love this match tonight, essa. This is my chance to team with a bunch of other guys who can’t stand Scotty Scott as much as I do. Harry heard what I was saying. And I get the chance to team with him. Dread knows what I’m saying, and he’s setting up to take Scotty out for good soon. I like that. These guys are my type of people. But they also gotta realize that is my match to win. They better not try to steal this from me. That’s my angle. I want this more than anybody else here and these teammates of mine better realize that. I will lie… cheat… and steal… even from them… to make sure I walk out the victor. So all the people out there better no one thing. If ya’ can’t stand this Latino Heat… then ya’ better stay out of my kitchen… because essas… Scotty Scott… Team Beautiful… ya’ will all get burned.

(He finishes speaking as he stops taping up.)

LILLY: This contest is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall.

At a total combined weight of 697 pounds...
Rey Bucanerro... Scotty Scott... Tazan Boy... THE UNION

("We Will Rock You" blasts over the PA as Team Beautiful make their way down the rampway. They stand there and wait for their partner. Suddenly, "War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty scott walks out to the cheers of the fans. He stands there looking down into the ring. he begins to walk down the rampway and joins Team Beautiful. Team Beautiful jump over the top rope as Scotty steps through the ropes. The camera catches Scotty standing in the center of the ring as Tazan Boy and Rey Bucanerro jump on the turnbuckles as Scotty folds his arms.)

Rey: Latino Heat, you come here tonight with these two gringos. Essa, we know that Scotty is not latino but he respects us. Those two bottos have no respect for anyone except themselves.

Tazan: Hardcore Harry, you were once one of us. But you turned your back on us when things looked down. You thought that Scotty and the rest of us would not comeback. But we are back botto loco. You want to make things interesting.... Things will get very interesting tonight for you.

Scotty: Dreadnaught... Ya came back once more ta find me comin' back 'bout the same time. Ya wanted ta pay me back for what I did ta ya last year at Bruisermania just when someone else decided ta jump in the fire wit me. Ya never had great timin'. But ya know there is a certain event that comes 'round every year here in the BMWF.... It's called Bruisermania. The greatest show of the year should have the two thugs finally go at it one on one... But ya know... Let's make this thin' interestin'... The two of us in this ring.... Hardcore rules... Then we finally see who the better man really is... White Lightnin'... I got some news for ya real soon punk and our issues will b finally settled. So Dreadnaught, Harry, and Heat.... Beat us.... If ya's can... Survive.... If we let ya's....!

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 726 pounds...
From South Central L.A.... weighing in at 245 pounds...
Dreadnaught

(“Bodyguard” by Obie Trice hits the arena and the fans get to their feet. Pryo rains down from the top of the stage as the word “DREAD” scrolls across the Bruiser-tron.)

(Dreadnaught smiles as he pulls his sunglasses off. He then pulls the Lakers jersey off and tosses it out to the fans. Dreadnaught points down to the men in the ring and he sprints down the aisle.)

(Dreadnaught immediately stares down Harry before Latino Heat steps in between them. Latino points across the ring at their opponents.)

LILLY: His partner...
From Jacksonville, NC... weighing in at 256 pounds...
Hardcore Harry

(“Back Up” by 12 Stones blasts over the PA system as a darkened green glow
falls upon the dim arena. Extreme Hardcore Entertainment is flashing across
the bruisertron as Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the entranceway
with the U.S. Title around his waist and a water bottle in his hand. Harry
pours some water over his head as he walks down the ramp then tosses it into
the crowd getting them wet. Hardcore Harry strolls over to the commentators
table picking up a microphone and he looks up at Dreadnaught who is already
in the ring)

Harry: Week after week I try to do my thing and what do you do? You intend
to continue to attack me after matches and backstage but that all is going
to end pretty BLEEP fast!

(Harry has a very serious look on his face)

Harry: You came out and said I have been trying to ignore you? Well, quite
frankly your right! I have more important things on my mind than some has
been world champion.

(Harry and Dreadnaught’s eyes are locked onto each other)

Harry: Do you see this? This is mine, all the jealousy in the world can’t
take this from me and I want to get that through your head right now.
Tonight some how we got teamed together in this six man tag match along with
Latino Heat, the only other man smart enough to leave the Union. Well
tonight we are going up against the Union and Dread I promise you that if
you get in my way tonight you might as well kiss a win goodbye because I am
going to take you straight to the woodshed right there in the middle of the
ring!

(A smirk spreads across Dreadnaught’s face)

Harry: Dreadnaught you have got my attention and it’s time for me to stop
trying to ignore you and face you man to man, apparently something you have
trouble doing. Anyways at No Way In there is going to be a three-way match
that will involve scaffolds and ladders involved and I don’t think you were
invited were you?

(Harry now smiles as he looks down to his title)

Harry: Nor did I officially put my title onto the line along with Vernon’s
Intercontinental Title. So how about I just say this.

(The crowd quiets down)

Harry: On the 23rd there won’t just be one title on the line, I am placing
my United States Championship on the line as well which means there will be
two pinfalls or submissions but that is besides the point. The point is
this, I am going to finally give these BLEEP fans what they want and they
want a fourth man to take part in this historic match up that will take
place at No Way In. So Dreadnaught today is your lucky day, your now
officially in the match at No Way In!

(The crowd begins cheering as Dreadnaught seems pleased, Harry sets his belt
down)

JR: There you have it folks, February 23rd! At No Way In it will be Vernon
Vanderbilt vs. Hardcore Harry vs. Pain and now vs. DREADNAUGHT!!! All this
will take place on the 23rd and it will be for not one but TWO BMWF TITLES!
The Intercontinental and United States Championships will be on the line.

KING: YYAAAHHHHH!!!!!!

JR: No Way In is shaping up to be a can’t miss event!

LILLY: Their partner...
From El Paso, Texas... weighing in at 225 pounds...
Latino Heat

JR: There's the bell!
Tazan Boy throws Dreadnaught into the turnbuckle.
Tazan Boy punches Dreadnaught.
There are lots of chants for Tazan Boy.
Tazan Boy punches Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy goes for a slap, but Dreadnaught blocks it.
Dreadnaught uses a powerslam on Tazan Boy.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Dreadnaught hits Tazan Boy.
There are lots of chants for Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy hits Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy goes for a clothesline, but Dreadnaught ducks out of the way.
Dreadnaught punches Tazan Boy.
Dreadnaught chops Tazan Boy.
The crowd is really behind Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy chops Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy chops Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught chops Tazan Boy.
There are lots of chants for Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught hits Tazan Boy.
The crowd is really behind Dreadnaught.
Tazan Boy tags out to Rey Bucanerro.
Rey Bucanerro and Tazan Boy whip Dreadnaught into the ropes.
They hit Dreadnaught with a double backdrop.
Tazan Boy leaves the ring.

JR: Rey Bucanerro has Dreadnaught backed up against the ropes. Rey delievers a chop to the chest of Dreadnaught.

King: Dread's chest looks like raw hamburger meat!!!!

JR: Rey whips Dread into his corner. Rey takes a swing at Latino Heat and Hardcore Harry.

King: They are trying to get in the ring!!!

JR: The referee stops them as Rey, Tazan Boy, and Scotty are beating the life out of Dreadnaught.

King: I can't believe how much they are cheating.... Wait a minute... Yes I can.

JR: Scotty enters the ring without a tag and the referee turns around.

King: Scotty didn't tag!!!!

JR: The referee is asking Scotty but he is saying that he did.

King: Scotty's lying!!!!

JR: Scotty sends Dreadnaught into the ropes... Belly-to-belly suplex delevered to Dreadnaught.

Scotty Scott hits a punch to the head on Latino Heat.
Latino Heat begs off.
Scotty Scott whips Latino Heat into the ropes.
Scotty Scott misses with a clothesline.
Latino Heat hits Scotty Scott with an elbow.
Dreadnaught enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Latino Heat and Dreadnaught whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
Latino Heat and Dreadnaught hit Scotty Scott with a double bodyslam.
Rey Bucanerro enters the ring and lays out Dreadnaught.
Rey Bucanerro leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott hits the Slingshot Suplex on Latino Heat.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Dreadnaught and Scotty are going toe to toe in the center of the ring!

King: We have waited for this!

JR: Dreadnaught slugs a fist into the head of Scotty.
Dreadnaught grabs him and hits a Russian Leg Sweep.
Dreadnaught bounces off the ropes and lands an elbow in the center of the chest of Scotty.

King: These two have a lot of hate between them!

JR: Dreadnaught goes for the choke on Scotty.
The ref begins to count.
1…2…3…4…Dreadnaught breaks the hold.
King: The ref is admonishing Dreadnaught for his actions!

JR: Scotty is making the tag.
Scotty tags in Rey!
Rey springs into the ring and hits a dropkick on Dreadnaught.
Rey bounces against the ropes and attempts a cross body.

King: Dreadnaught grabbed him in mid air!

JR: Dreadnaught lifts Rey up and presses him into the air.

King: What goes up… JR: Dreadnaught drops his arms and Rey crashes against the mat!

King: Hardcore is calling for the tag!

JR: Dreadnaught drags Rey over to his corner and tags in Heat!

King: Dreadnaught just ignored Harry!

JR: Len Stanley counts: One, shoulder up.
Latino Heat locks Rey Bucanerro in a sleeperhold.
Rey Bucanerro is struggling to reach the ropes.
Rey Bucanerro is inching his way towards the ropes.
Rey Bucanerro reaches the ropes after 16 seconds.

JR: Latino Heats tags out to Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught catches Rey Bucanerro in a wristlock.
Rey Bucanerro tries to escape the hold.
Rey Bucanerro breaks the hold after 7 seconds.
Rey Bucanerro takes Dreadnaught down with a running power bomb.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.

JR: This is really breaking down!
Heat and Tarzan are trading punches in the ring.
Dreadnaught is kicking away at Rey in the corner.

King: Don’t forget Scotty and Hardcore on the outside!
JR: Heat clotheslines Tarzan to the mat.
Dreadnaught tosses Rey hard against the mat.

King: Dreadnaught and Heat are going to the top!

JR: Harry drops Scotty over the ring barrier!
Dreadnaught delivers the LA Hangover on Rey!
Frog splash from Heat on Tarzan Boy!

King: Double cover… 1…2…Tarzan kicks up
King: Only two, Dreadnaught just pulled Rey off of the mat!

JR: He could have won!

JR: Scotty is in trouble with Latino Heat. Heat sends Scotty into the ropes.

King: Scotty is so predictable.

JR: Scotty slides between the legs of Latino Heat.... SCOTTAMISSION-PLEX!!!!!!

JR: Ladies and gentlemen Dreadnaught is in trouble and Latino Heat is out!

KING: Hardcore Harry is on the ring apron leaning in dying to make the tag
with Dreadnaught!

(As Dreadnaught crawls closer he dives forward for the tag but Hardcore
Harry quickly leaps off of the ring apron and to the floor leaving
Dreadnaught in the ring!!! The crowd begins booing Harry as a smirk appears
on his face)

KING: What is he doing JR!?!

JR: That is leaving Dreadnaught out to dry in the ring!!!

Rey Bucanerro whips Dreadnaught into the ropes.
Dreadnaught almost takes Rey Bucanerro's head off with a clothesline
Rey Bucanerro begs off.
Dreadnaught executes the Dreadbomb on Rey Bucanerro.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, Tazan Boy doesn't make it in time... three.
The crowd erupts.

*DING DING*

(Dreadnaught storms out of the back with a steel chair.)

**CRACK**

JR: Dreadnaught has just demolished Harry!

(Dreadnaught disappears behind the curtain and comes back out with a wheelbarrow full of a brown substance.)

King: Is that what I think it is?

(The camera pans to the fans who are holding their nose from the smell of horse manure.)

JR: Judging by the fans I would say yes!

(Dreadnaught pulls Harry off of the ground and hooks him for a Dread-bomb.)

JR: This is about to get very ugly!

(Dreadnaught holds Harry up and then delivers a Dread-bomb into the wheelbarrow full of manure.)

**CLANG**

JR: That is the most disgusting thing I have seen all night!

(The camera pans in on Harry who is now unconscious and covered in manure. Then camera pans up to Dreadnaught who has a smirk on his face. Dreadnaught motions for the belt around his waist.)

King: Dreadnaught wants that US title!

(Dreadnaught laughs as he walks backstage.)

JR: That was one of the foulest things I have ever witnessed!

JR: Team Beautiful has walked to the back, but Scotty is still acknowledging the crowd.

King: Well, he better watch out!

JR: Look, it's White Lightning with a chair in hand!

King: Behind him is Big Kev!

JR: I'm not sure what's going to happen after Scotty's attack last week!

(White Lightning enters the ring and swings the chair connecting with the skull of Scotty Scott. White Lightning continues the assault by hitting Scotty with four more chairs shots to body.)

*CRACK*
*CRACK*
*CRACK*
*CRACK*

JR: White Lightning is relentless with those chair shots!

King: I can't say that I blame him

White Lightning lays the chair on the ground
White Lightning lifts up Scotty Scott
White Lightning drops Scotty Scott headfirst onto the chair connecting with the Flash

JR: White Lightning is like a crazed animal out here! What impact that Flash had! Scotty's head bounced off that chair!

Big Kev then lays the chair over the head of Scotty Scott
White Lighting climbs to the top turnbuckle
White Lightning jumps off connecting with a leg drop onto the chair on the face of Scotty Scott

King: Scotty is cut open now!

JR: What is White Lightning doing?

White Lightning exits the ring and grabs a table
White Lightning sets up the table in the center of the ring
Big Kev grabs Scotty and puts his head between his legs
Big Kev calls for the Jacknife Powerbomb
Big Kev lifts Scotty up high in the air
Big Kev sends Scotty through the table with the Jacknife Powerbomb

JR: Dear God! Scotty is getting the life beaten out of him!

King: You know what they say about payback JR!

White Lightning looks at the broken and bloody body of Scotty Scott
White Lightning then stands over Scotty Scott

JR: What is he going to do?

White Lightning leans down and slaps the face of Scotty Scott

White Lightning: You little BLEEP! At No Way In, YOUR @$$ is MINE!

JR: Wow! This is definitely becoming a heated rivalry!

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX blares over the PA as White Lightning and Big Kev exit to the back.)

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room, where
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt is sitting at the
vanity, applying his makeup for the evening.)

Vernon: (singing) I'm a cowboy...
                                  On a steel horse I
ride...
                                  I'm
wanted....waaaaaanteeeeeeed...
                                  Dead or Alive.....

(He looks up at the camera and grins.)

Vernon: I always liked Bon Jovi...until he sold out.
(wink) But then there are some people who were born
sell-outs. I'm talking about people like Hardcore
Harold. Here's a man who decries the "city slicker"
lifestyle at every opportunity, yet someone whom you
never see down at the local barn dance, hoisting Peggy
Jean into the air like one of those hippos from
Fantasia. Harold is just as much a city slicker as
anyone else around here, as far as I can tell. He's
had a chip on his shoulder for a while now. What's
the matter, Harold? Is your mirror still afraid of
you? You'd scare the ugly off a moose, you know. But
I digress.

(He touches up his eyeliner, then speaks again.)

Vernon: I'm talking about people like Pain, the big,
crispy freak. For over a year now he has played a
calculated role in my BMWF career. He tries to use
that pathetic love tap of his against me, as though it
were anything more than a pale imitation of the End of
the End. Coronary? More like mild gas, darling.
Nothing more.

(He sits back in his chair to admire the full effect
of his reflection.)

Vernon: So we're going to be battling in one of the
most dangerous matches ever conceived: Scaffold and
Ladders. At No Way In there'll be no way down for you
two enuretic hedgehogs except for the hard way. I
plan on personally throwing both of you off of that
scaffolding, and watching gleefully as your bodies
crumple into bloody, broken heaps on that cold arena
floor. Hear you me, Harold and Pain. No man shall
come between me and my title. I am the Furnace of
Fabulosity, the Emperor of the Universe, Champion of
the Continents, and the Most Fantastic Future Legend
in the BMWF! I am "Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt,
and the show...must...go on!

(FADE OUT)

(Michael Bole stands backstage with Sarah Lyn, who is dressed to impress in trademark pink spiderman baby T-shirt and tight leather pink pants)

Bole: Sarah, you...

Sarah: Oh, Michael, baby...

(Sarah runs the back of her hand on Bole’s cheek. She then kisses his other cheek.)

Sarah: How I’ve missed you, you darling little man.

Bole: Uh.. uh.. Um.. what are.. are... are your intentions with Tyrone Smith? It’s obvious neither he nor Rachel Pitt trust you.

Sarah: (beep) that little skank... I was pleasing Tyrone in ways she couldn’t even think of when she was in diapers learning her abc’s! Tyrone doesn’t love her. He just found a blonde who could possibly remind him of me. But now I want Tyrone back, there’s no other way to describe it. I made a mistake, and now I’m here to prove to Tyrone that I want him back. We were destined to be together, and he knows it.

Bole: Why do you all of a sudden want Tyrone back, if you don’t mind me asking?

Sarah: I do mind, Michael. (Begins to get teary-eyed) Nobody understands what I went through in the last year. It wasn’t a cakewalk for me. I lost everything I owned, disowned by my family... I was beaten, battered and abused by my now ex-boyfriend, Jason..

(Sarah hugs Bole and sobs loudly)

Sarah: All I want is Tyrone back. He made me feel so pretty... I just want what we had before, Michael.. is that too much to ask for?

Bole: Uh... I... Um...

(Sarah wipes her face and tries to regain her composure)

Sarah: Oh, Michael.. I’m sorry.. I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have let that all out on you. I apologize. It’s just... I’ve spent more than half my life with Tyrone in it. We grew up as best friends from when we were young, dumb teens.. I just want my best friend back...

Bole: Oh... I’m... I’m sorry...

Sarah: (More confident now) Don’t be! The only person who should be sorry is that little tramp Rachel Pitt! Because Michael Bole, you’re going to see something only seen twice before... I’m going to wrestle.

JR: WHAT?!

KING: YAHOO!!!

Sarah: That’s right... Rachel, you little teeny-bopper, you are in for the toughest fight of your life.. At No Way In, I swear to you, girlie... Tyrone will be mine by the end of the night. You’ve been prancing around with those other little girls in the women division for far too long. I’m going to show you just why exactly they call me the baddest (beep) at No Way In. Rachel.. you and me in a HARDCORE MATCH, in honor of my shnoogle bear Tyrone. Winner gets Tyrone. Are you really THAT much in love to go into the ring with the woman who drove a car straight through Stephanie Mackman’s living room window? Are you willing to risk your little Skank-tina Gag-uliera looks for the man of MY dreams?! My suggestion to you Rachel is for you to stay with that little backstreet boy of yours, Tamer. The two of you can paint each other’s nails. Tyrone and I are the golden couple, not you and him... And at No Way In, little girl... I’m going to make you wish you were still back at home with your Auntie playing tea party together!

(Sarah kisses Bole on the cheek again)

Sarah: I’ll see you around, sweetie.

(She walks off)

JR: CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?! RACHEL PITT AND SARAH LYN IN A HARDCORE MATCH FOR TYRONE?!

King: I never thought I’d say it, but I don’t want to see that cat fight!

JR: What?! Why?!

King: Because those two are going to ugly themselves for that ugly Jamaican Tyrone Smith! It’s just not fair! NOBODY WINS!!!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Ignition

LILLY: His opponent...
From Croydon, London, England...
Weighing in at 302 pounds...

The Headhunter

(The scene switches to the entrance stage. The lights in the arena fade. The
PA begins to play a sound of thunder. A cross target appears on the
Bruisertron. It moves around the screen, quickly at first but then slows
until it locks in the centre of the screen. The words TARGET ACQUIRED appear
at the foot of the screen. A huge pyro explodes above the Bruisertron. "AT
LEAST LOOK AT ME WHEN YOU SHOOT A BULLET THROUGH MY HEAD, THROUGH MY HEAD,
THROUGH MY HEAD" blasts across the PA and the rest of "Bullets" by Creed
follows. The Headhunter appears in the entranceway and slowly begins to walk
towards the ring. The Headhunter is holding his back.)

KING: Oh no, he’s here again!

JR: We saw a lot of this man earlier tonight. We saw his plans for his Gold
Belt Title match against Tamer at No Way In.

KING: He wants wood JR, but not in the traditional sense.

JR: What I would call that match, I do not know. We learned that to win the
match you must put your opponent through a table with their own flag painted
on it.

KING: I can’t wait to see The Headhunter driven through the Union Jack!

(He reaches the ring and rolls under the bottom rope.)

JR: He looks like his back is bothering him. I guess that is a result of his
confrontation with Tamer earlier tonight.

KING: Yeah, this idiot ran straight through that table!

(He stands in the centre of the ring, raises his hand to his neck and cuts
across his throat with his thumb in the traditional cut throat manner. As
his thumb reaches the far side of his throat, a pyro rocket shoots from the
lighting rig towards the top of the ramp. As it hits the whole of the front
of the stage erupts in pyro flames.)

JR: The referee signals for the bell

*DING DING*

JR: And we’re underway in this contest: The Headhunter versus Ignition!

The Headhunter and Ignition circle the ring
After a few moments the two charge at each other
The Headhunter and Ignition lock up
The Headhunter gains the upper hand
The Headhunter pushes Ignition back into the corner
The Headhunter breaks the lock up
Ignition hits a forearm into the chin of The Headhunter
The Headhunter stumbles back
Ignition charges at The Headhunter
Ignition hits a clothesline on The Headhunter
The Headhunter drops to the mat
Ignition stomps into the chest of The Headhunter

Ignition places The Headhunter on the turnbuckle.
Ignition executes a superplex on The Headhunter.
Ignition has the crowd going wild.
Ignition catches The Headhunter in a sleeperhold.
The Headhunter tries to escape the hold.
Ignition lets go after 17 seconds.
Ignition takes The Headhunter down with a double arm DDT.
Ignition almost takes The Headhunter's head off with a clothesline
Ignition goes for a punch, but The Headhunter blocks it.

The Headhunter goes for a sidewalk slam, but Ignition counters it with a DDT.
The crowd is behind Ignition all the way.
Ignition gets a figure-four leglock on The Headhunter.
The Headhunter is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Headhunter is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ignition lets go after 28 seconds.
Ignition executes the Exhaustion on The Headhunter.
The Headhunter is struggling to reach the ropes.
The Headhunter tries to escape the hold.
The Headhunter is struggling to reach the ropes.
Rick Patrick tells The Headhunter to respond or he'll stop the fight.
The Headhunter nods.
The Headhunter is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Headhunter is inching his way towards the ropes.
The Headhunter tries to fight the pain.
The Headhunter breaks the hold after 32 seconds.
The Headhunter nails Ignition with a piledriver.
Numerous fans are using The Headhunter for target practice.
The Headhunter whips Ignition into the ropes.
Ignition hits The Headhunter with a kick.
Ignition is going for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Ignition executes a bodyslam on The Headhunter.
Ignition whips The Headhunter into the ropes.
The Headhunter goes for a flying clothesline, but Ignition ducks out of the way.

Ignition his a suplex on The Headhunter
Ignition drops an elbow onto the chest of The Headhunter
Ignition attempts another elbow on The Headhunter
The Headhunter rolls out of the way
Ignition is momentarily dazed
The Headhunter slowly gets to his feet
Ignition gets to his feet
Ignition throws a right hand towards The Headhunter
The Headhunter blocks the right hand
The Headhunter throws a forearm into the cheek of Ignition
The Headhunter follows up with a flurry of punches to the stomach
Ignition stumbles backwards
The Headhunter bounces off the ropes
The Headhunter hits a flying clothesline on Ignition
The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter bounces off the ropes
The Headhunter hits a big splash on Ignition
The Headhunter stays down for the pin
The referee counts
One,
Two,
Ignition kicks out
The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter raises Ignition up
The Headhunter executes a vertical suplex on Ignition
The Headhunter drops the leg onto the chest of Ignition
The Headhunter raises Ignition up
The Headhunter boots Ignition in the stomach
The Headhunter hits an implant DDT on Ignition

KING: The Headhunter’s taking it to Ignition

JR: I think he’s making a statement!
The Headhunter raises Ignition up once more
The Headhunter attempts to whip Ignition into the corner
Ignition reverses the Irish whip
The Headhunter crashes into the corner
Ignition drops to his knees

KING: Ignition is drained JR!

JR: He’s gotta capitalise on this
Ignition stands
Ignition walks slowly to the corner
The Headhunter swings a kick towards Ignition
The Headhunter misses the kick
Ignition hit a right hand into the chin of The Headhunter
Ignition whips The Headhunter across the ring
The Headhunter crashes into the corner
Ignition charges towards The Headhunter
Ignition leaps at The Headhunter
The Headhunter drops out of the way
Ignition crashes into the corner
The Headhunter slowly stands
The Headhunter takes several steps back
The Headhunter charges at Ignition
The Headhunter splashes into Ignition
Ignition stumbles out of the corner
The Headhunter knocks Ignition to the mat
The Headhunter slowly climbs to the top rope

KING: He’s going up high!

JR: This guy leaps so well for a heavy man

KING: I’m sure he’ll take that as a compliment

JR: I rarely give any compliments to this man
The Headhunter pauses
The Headhunter leaps from the top rope
The Headhunter hits a diving headbutt onto the shoulder of Ignition
The Headhunter reaches his arm over for the pin
The referee counts
One
Two
Ignition just kicks out

KING: That was a close one JR!

JR: The Headhunter looks frustrated. I think he wants this over a soon as
possible with his back injury!
The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter raises Ignition to his feet
The Headhunter swings a boot towards the stomach of Ignition
Ignition blocks the boot
Ignition bounces off the ropes
The Headhunter catches Ignition
The Headhunter hits a belly to belly suplex on Ignition
The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter raises Ignition to his feet
The Headhunter boots Ignition in the stomach
The Headhunter gives the cut throat signal

KING: We know what’s coming!

JR: The Headhunter hoists Ignition up in the vertical suplex position
The Headhunter pauses for a few seconds with Ignition upside down
The Headhunter smashes Ignition down with the Targetbuster
The Headhunter stays down for the pin

KING: Look! Here comes Kurt Dangle!!

JR: Rick Patrick counts: One, two, Kurt Dangle breaks the pin.
Rick Patrick calls for the DQ.
The Headhunter further incites the crowd.

*DING DING*

JR: The Headhunter held out there.

KING: I can’t wait for his match with Tamer at No Way In!

JR: It should be a hellacious contest.

(The Headhunter slowly stands and raises his arms in the air. The crowd boos
as “Bullets” by Creed blasts over the PA. The Headhunter is helped out of the
ring and slowly walks up the ramp.)

JR: We'll be right back!