BMWF Bedlam Part III

Date : 3/8/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Pepsi Center Denver Colorado

(The camera cuts to a dark room with a single candle glowing. The lights cut
on, revealing Tobey Miliken unconscious, gagged, and tied by his hands and
feet to two wenches. Anvils are placed below both legs. The camera tilts up,
showing two people in medieval-style executioner outfits with masks.)

JR: Who are these guys?

King: Some of our new signings? If so, they’re some of the ugliest SOBs I’ve
ever seen!

Executioner 1: So...Tobey Miliken. Who knew it would be so easy to take you
down?

(Miliken wakes up and struggles against his bonds in vain)

Executioner 2: What shall we do with him?

Executioner 1: Exactly like we said we would do. Oh, by the way, this isn’t
the Phantom, whomever he is.

(Both executioners take off their masks, revealing themselves to be...Kolic
and Kate.)

JR: I knew it! Only those two could be so cold and callous!

Kolic: I told you I would pay you back for what you did to my belt. Vernon’s
$50,000 reward was just incidental. Of course, this won’t be any chair shot
from behind attack, or a ring run-in. This attack has style, creativity, a
certain...flair that is demanded of a Prime Time member. As you can see,
I’ve tied you to a rack-style device. One turn of this wheel...

(Kolic turns the wheel, causing Miliken obvious pain)

Kolic: And you’re stretched a little bit further. You’ll see that this
bodily destruction has a theme. Tonight, I will literally go medieval on
your @$$. The fans may be asking themselves why I placed anvils under
Miliken’s feet. This brings us to my first attack. Back in medieval times,
the primary weapon was the sword. They were forged in extremely hot ovens,
then hit with a mallet to toughen the blade. I, as a reference to my Chicago
Way days, will use a sledgehammer. In the interest of humane treatment, I’ll
spare Miliken the oven part. However, I will, in essence, reforge your right
knee. Kate, the sledgehammer.

(Miliken’s eyes widen and he screams something unintelligible.)

Kolic: Now...I will turn your knee...to jelly!

(Kolic rears back with the sledgehammer and drives it into Miliken’s knee.
Miliken screams in pain. Kolic, driven by Miliken’s screams, slams the
hammer into the knee over and over. After a few hits, Kolic finally stops.)

JR: Thank God! Kolic finally stopped!

King: Come on! It was just getting good!

Kolic: Enough of that, I still have to work on your other knee. Lights!

(More lights come on to reveal a guillotine-like device hovering over
Miliken’s left knee)

Kolic: A common execution device in France was the guillotine, a razor sharp
blade that descended to chop off a person’s head. However, it would be too
bloody, and the lawsuit could be damaging. Instead, I have another
sledgehammer hanging above your knee. Kate, you may lower the boom.

(Kate releases a rope, causing the sledgehammer to fall on Miliken’s knee.
Miliken again screams, causing Kolic to laugh.)

JR: NOT AGAIN!

Kolic; Ha ha ha! You know you had this coming. You talked a big game, but it
turned out to be nothing more than rock-paper-scissors, and you always chose
rock. Enough of this metaphor, I must get to the true torture part of this
exercise. Now, Miliken...(Kolic twists the wench) I don’t want an apology. I
want to hear you scream. Scream for all the discomfort and disrespect you
caused me and the others in the BMWF. SCREAM!

(Kolic gives the wheel a spin...

*POP*

JR: OH MY GOD! SOMEBODY STOP THAT, IT’S SICKENING!

(A sickening pop is heard coming from Miliken’s knees. His eyes go wide with
pain, and he again struggles against the ropes. Kolic leans in close to
Miliken’s face)

Kolic: You feel this pain, Tobey? This excruciating, almost unbearable pain?
You’ll feel this every time you cross me or Prime Time. Learn your lesson,
and never, EVER, interfere in our affairs again. Do you understand? I SAID,
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?

(Miliken’s face continues to grimace, obviously not the answer Kolic
expected)

Kolic: You still don’t get it. The lesson is wasted on the ignorant. Maybe
another spin will help him remember.

(Kolic spins the wheel again. Miliken screams out again, and he starts
crying from the intense pain.)

JR: SOMEBODY GET SOME MEDICAL HELP IN THERE, THIS IS JUST WRONG!

Kolic: I think this will be enough. You’ll have plenty of time to think
about what you’ve done, Miliken. Not just here, but in the hospital being
treated for dislocated knees and shoulders. Have fun.

(Miliken resumes his struggling as Kolic and Kate exit the room. The camera
follows the two down a hallway. They meet some paramedics a minute later)

Paramedic: I heard Tobey Miliken needs medical attention, which way?

Kolic: I think he’s down there (Kolic points the opposite way of the room
that Miliken is in).

JR: No! That’s the wrong way!

Paramedic: Ok, thanks!

Kolic: You’re quite welcome. Tell Miliken hello for me.

(The paramedics run down the hall that Kolic pointed. After they pass, Kolic
and Kate share in a hearty laugh.)

JR: Damn him! Damn Kolic and Kate!

King: That was the best thing I’ve seen in my life!

JR: Are you kidding me?!? He may have just ended this man’s career!

King: Exactly! One less jobber-quality wrestler to bore me!

JR: I can’t believe that’s coming from you...wait, yes I can, and that’s
truly sad. Folks, we’ll be right back.

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Memphis, TN...
Weighing in at 213 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
White Lightning

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare throughout the arena as the lights go out and Lightning Bolt Symbols flash throughout the crowd. White Lightning steps out onto the arena with a shiny robe on that reads on the back, "The Legend White Lightning". Behind him is Big Kev Nash. White Lightning walks down to the ringside area. White Lightning enters the ring and poses for the crowd before removing his TV Title and handed it to Big Kev on the outside.)

JR: White Lightning looks ready to tear into Kolic!


LILLY: His opponent...
From Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
Kolic

2 late
2 win
4 you it’s over

(“Yesterday” by StainD plays over the PA, and the crowd starts to boo.)

You don’t know what you put me through
But it’s okay, I’ve forgiven you
But in some way, I hope it (BLEEP) with you
Hope it (BLEEP) with you

(Kolic walks to the ring wearing the Lightweight title and sneers at the
crowd. He jumps off the top rope and savate kicks the air.)

Yesterday
A boy and already afraid
Locked deep inside, my place to hide
To hide from how you made me feel

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Kolic and White Lightning face off. King, I still can’t believe what he
did to Tobey Miliken earlier. I’m getting word that paramedics have finally
found Miliken and are rushing him to a hospital.

King: Who cares about Tobey? We have a match now!

JR: Excuse me if I’m still in shock, that attack was horrendous!

King: Well, Vernon did ask for the most creative and vicious attack, and
Kolic delivered!

JR: Back to the match: Kolic rebounds off the ropes and hits a dropkick.
They both stand, and Kolic hits a Russian legsweep. He goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, kickout!

JR: Kolic back to his feet, he rebounds off the ropes and hits a
hurricanrana! He’s climbing the turnbuckle...he hits a frogsplash! He goes
for the pin again!

Ref: 1, 2, kickout!

JR: Kolic is upset with this count! He grabs White Lightning and throws him
into the turnbuckle! He’s chocking White Lightning with his heel! The ref is
administering the 5 count, Kolic lets go at 4. Wait! He’s heel choking him
again! The ref counts, and Kolic again lets go at 4. He hits a spinning heel
kick! White Lightning is down!

Kolic nails White Lightning with spinning headscissors.
Kolic throws White Lightning into the turnbuckle.
Kolic charges in with a clothesline.
Jack Slone removes the chair from the ring.
Kolic goes for irish whip, but White Lightning blocks it.
White Lightning hits Kolic with a bodyslam.
White Lightning goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic chops White Lightning.
Kolic acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
White Lightning chops Kolic.
White Lightning seemingly enjoys the boos.
White Lightning chops Kolic.
White Lightning seemingly enjoys the boos.
White Lightning goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic executes a 619 on White Lightning.
Kolic is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Kolic leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Kolic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Kolic smacks White Lightning with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic executes spinning headscissors on White Lightning.
Kolic whips White Lightning into the turnbuckle.
White Lightning comes back, but is met with a clothesline.
Kolic uses a Russian legsweep on White Lightning.
Kolic hits White Lightning with a punch.
Kolic runs into the ropes.
Kolic smacks White Lightning with a devastating clothesline .
Jack Slone removes the chair from the ring.
Kolic climbs to the top turnbuckle, but White Lightning throws him to the mat.
White Lightning executes a fireman's carry on Kolic.
White Lightning is going for the cover.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
White Lightning hits Kolic with a chop.
White Lightning punches Kolic.
White Lightning kicks Kolic.
White Lightning seemingly enjoys the boos.

JR: White Lightning has the upper hand, he draws back for a punch...wait!
Kolic ducks! He hits a spinning headscissors, and White Lightning lands on
the second rope! Kolic runs to the far ropes and hits the 619! He’s
signaling for the Slide Rule! He handstands...and hits it!

Kolic: That’s why I’m the champ, baby!

JR: Kolic has his second wind! He’s kicking White Lightning like he means
business! He picks up White Lightning and goes for the inside cradle!

Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
White Lightning goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Kolic counters it with
a facerake.
Kolic hits spinning headscissors on White Lightning.
Kolic hits White Lightning with a 619.
Kolic goes for a frog splash, but White Lightning gets his knees up.
White Lightning goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Kolic counters it with
a DDT.
In turn, White Lightning counters it with a low blow.
Jack Slone removes the chair from the ring.
White Lightning goes for a bodyslam, but Kolic counters it with an elbowsmash.
Kolic chops White Lightning.

JR: White Lightning is calling for the Flash! He jumps up...WAIT! Kolic
reversed with a dropkick! He hits a kip up and is signaling for the Binary
Blast!

King: This could be it, JR!

JR: Kolic Irish Whips White Lightning...

("Grave Digger" drives through the doors and into the back stage area. The truck then drives on down into the entrance way and down the aisle where Kolic is wrestling White Lightening. "Grave Digger" drives down to the ring and hits the ring, causing Kolic to fall on the ground. The referee falls over the top of the ropes and onto the ground. The ref is out cold.)

King: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE?

JR: It's Tobey Miliken.

(Tobey, even more battered, bloodied, bruised, and smelling like Rikishi's toilet, gets out of the truck and jumps into the ring and starts beating on Kolic. Kolic is getting beaten down by White Lightening and Tobey Miliken. Tobey grabs the mic.)

Tobey: I told you not to screw with me Kolic. YOU COST ME MY MATCH FRIDAY NIGHT. I am your nightmare Kolic. I am your worst nightmare. You want to come after me. THEN LET'S DO IT! I have one mission right now. AND THAT MISSION IS TO RUIN YOUR LIFE! Cover this clown.

(The referee slowly starts to awaken, and White Lightening goes for the cover).

(Tobey gets into "Grave Digger" and leaves the arena.)

JR: White Lightning goes for the pin.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, three.
White Lightning acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is White Lightning! JR: We'll be right back!

JR: Well, we are going to the ring where we are about to have a monumental contract signing between Scotty Scott and Dreadnaught!

(The ring is shown with a large table with two chairs. A clipboard with two pens is sitting on the table. The camera pans up to the ramp.)

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out dressed in a black suit, orange shirt, black tie, and Itlaian dress shoes. He looks down into the ring and looks at the tables and chairs. He moves to the ring with animal grace. Once in the ring, he looks out toward the crowd.)

King: Scotty is pacing around the ring! He is awaiting Dreadnaught!

PA: WHAT ‘CHA GONNA DO WHEN (BLEEP) HITS THE FAN?

(“Bodyguard” by Obie Trice begins to play through the arena. Pyro explodes on stage and Dreadnaught emerges with the US title on his shoulder. He stops on the top of the ramp and stares down to the ring where Scotty stares back. Dreadnaught watches as Scotty looks over the contract.)

JR: Dreadnaught is making his way down to the ring!

(Dreadnaught slides into the ring and looks directly at Scotty. Dreadnaught is handed a mic.)

Dreadnaught: Listen son, just sign it! You scared?

Scotty: Scared? I ain't scared of nuthin'. But even a real thug reads contracts. Ya don't head no family without takin' the nessiary precatuions.

Dreadnaught: Those sound like the words of a scared man to me! Look, you got faxed this thang earlier this week. Let me show you what signing a contract is all about!

(Dreadnaught yanks the contract right out of the hands of Scotty.)

King: Scotty is staring a hole through Dreadnaught!

(Dreadnaught pulls the pen off of the table and signs it.)

Dreadnaught: You see that! Simple! Now, it’s your turn!

(Dreadnaught goes to hand the contract over to Scotty. When Scotty reaches for it, Dreadnaught drops it on the table.)

Dreadnaught: Sorry, it slipped! Are you gonna sign it already?

Scotty: 'Mazes me how ya wanna sign yer own death warrent. But then 'gain, punks like yerself never cease ta 'maze me.

Dreadnaught: I say it’s making my place in history, when I leave you for dead!

(Dreadnaught points down to the contract where Scotty picks up another pen and riffles through the papers. Scotty gets to the end and signs his name. The camera zooms in when he is finished to show the signed contracts.)

King: They did it!

JR: They sure did, it will now officially be Scotty Scott versus Dreadnaught at Bruisermania in a Hardcore match for the US title!

(Dreadnaught begins laughing as Scotty stares at him.)

Scotty: What'cha laughin' at punk?

Dreadnaught: You musta missed the fine print!

(Scotty immediately turns around and begins shuffling through the contract.)

JR: Dreadnaught has his US title ready to crack Scotty!

Dreadnaught: You found it yet!

(Scotty spins around and Dreadnaught swings the title.)

JR: Scotty ducked!

(Scotty grabs Dreadnaught from behind and locks him in the Scottamission!)

King: Scotty has him locked up!

(Dreadnaught begins screaming in pain! Scotty is shaking him all over the ring.)

JR: Security is out!

(BMWF security pulls Scotty off of Dreadnaught and separates the two on opposite sides of the ring.)

King: They can’t keep these two apart!

(Dreadnaught’s hands are being held as he struggles against security.)

JR: These two are going to destroy each other at Bruisermania!

King: Security is taking Dreadnaught out of the ring!

JR: They are both getting escorted to the back.

King: They better have security in the back to keep them apart!

LILLY: This contest is a Hardcore title match scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Weighing in at 375 pounds...

"The Big Dead Machine" Pain

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Kingston, Jamaica...
Weighing in at 410 pounds...

The BMWF Hardcore Champion...
Tyrone Smith

(The lights dim. The trumpeting music made famous from old Godzilla movies
plays over the PA system as short glimpse of the creature Godzilla appear on
the BruiserTron. As the music reaches its climax, a roar can be heard and
the following words appear on the BruiserTron)

"JAMAICAN MONSTER"

(There's a quick flash of pyro. A large Jamaican flag drops over the stage
and the beat to "Simon Says" by Pharoahe Monche kicks up. It pauses.)

PA: GET DA (beep) UP!

(There's another shot of pyro and the flag drops. Tyrone is standing on the
stage with his arms out)

PA: SIMON SAYS GET DA (beep) UP!

(The music continues. Tyrone Smith is jumping up and down in excitement on
the stage. He walks down to the ring, enters it and grabs Lilly's mic)

Tyrone: Pain... son, we've walked a funny road together b'fore. T'night tho,
dawg, I'ma bury ya.... an' dat's a (beep)in' promise...

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Pain goes for a choke slam, but Tyrone Smith counters it with
a kick to the midsection.
Tyrone Smith goes for a cobra clutch, but Pain counters it with
an armdrag takedown.
Pain executes a roundhouse right on Tyrone Smith.
Pain runs into the ropes.
Pain smacks Tyrone Smith with a devastating flying clothesline .
The chants for Pain are deafening.
Pain is going for the cover.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Pain smacks Tyrone Smith with a devastating flying clothesline .
Pain hits a fist to the midsection on Tyrone Smith.
Pain hits Tyrone Smith with a stomp.
Pain goes for a choke slam, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith gives him a short clothesline, but Pain doesn't even care.
Pain smacks Tyrone Smith with a devastating flying clothesline .
The chants for Pain are deafening.
Pain runs into the ropes.
Tyrone Smith misses with a clothesline.
Pain almost takes Tyrone Smith's head off with a clothesline
Pain almost takes Tyrone Smith's head off with a flying clothesline
The crowd is behind Pain all the way.
Pain covers Tyrone Smith.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Pain takes Tyrone Smith down with a kick to the midsection.
Pain hits Tyrone Smith with a roundhouse right.
Pain kicks Tyrone Smith.
Tyrone Smith punches Pain.
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.
Pain punches Tyrone Smith.
The crowd is behind Pain all the way.
Pain hits Tyrone Smith.
The chants for Pain are deafening.
Pain hits an elbowsmash on Tyrone Smith.
Pain takes Tyrone Smith down with an elbowsmash.
Pain smacks Tyrone Smith with a devastating flying clothesline .
The crowd is behind Pain all the way.
Pain whips Tyrone Smith into the ropes.
Tyrone Smith goes for a flying clothesline, but Pain ducks out of the way.
Pain whips Tyrone Smith into the ropes.
Tyrone Smith hits Pain with a clothesline.
Pain falls out of the ring.
Tyrone Smith goes outside.
Tyrone Smith uses the Reverse DDT on Pain.
Tyrone Smith throws Pain into the guardrail.
Tyrone Smith clears the announcers' table.
Blood is starting to drip from Pain's mask.
Tyrone Smith throws Pain into the ringsteps.
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.
Tyrone Smith sets up Pain on the announcers' table.
Tyrone Smith executes a brainbuster through the table.
The table is broken in half.
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.
Tyrone Smith clears the announcers' table.
Tyrone Smith sets up Pain on the announcers' table.
Tyrone Smith executes a brainbuster through the table.
The table is broken in half.
The crowd is behind Tyrone Smith all the way.

JR: Tyrone is pointing to the stage. What for?

OH MY!!!

(From the entrance way, comes Sarah pushing a black coffin towards the
ring.)

King: Answer your question JR?

JR: Tyrone kicks Pain in the stomach.
He has Pain set up for a powerbomb.
Sarah opens the coffin and........

GOOD GRACIOUS!!!!!!

King: WHOA!!!

JR: The coffin is filled with broken glass shards. Tyrone wouldn't do it.

King: Yes he would! He's doing it now!

JR: Tyrone is walking over to the ropes nearest the coffin. Don't do it
Tyrone!

*CRASH*

JR: DEAR LORD!!!!!!! Tyrone just threw Pain back-first into that coffin
filled with glass shards! Pain fell through the bottom of the coffin! There
is a giant spill of glass all over the ringside floor!

Tyrone Smith goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Tyrone Smith!

JR: We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a Hardcore match for the US Title.


Introducing first...
Fighting out of Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

Hardcore Harry

(“Back Up” by 12 Stones blasts out over the PA system as a darkened green
glow falls upon the arena and Extreme Hardcore Entertainment flashes across
the bruisertron. Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the entranceway with
his water bottle in one hand and a microphone in the other. Before Harry
begins to walk down the ramp he signals for his music to be cut. Harry’s
music slowly fades away)

Harry: Day after day, night after night, month after month and BLEEPit YEAR
AFTER YEAR I bust my @$$ around here to get my name spread, to have Hardcore
Harry a “House hold name”. Oh, but there are always those that are out there
to cut your throat the minute you try to help yourself. There are always
those people who break you down piece by piece to bring out the worst in
you.

(Harry tosses his water bottle into the crowd, but he hasn’t left the
entranceway yet)

Harry: You see, Dreadnaught thinks he can play these little mind games by
attacking me to the point of paranoia and then demanding title match after
title match until he gets things his way. Oh and when he finally does, he
luckily wins my title and what does he do? Rubs it in my face!!!

(Harry begins stomping down to the ring evidently angered)

Harry: Dreadnaught, some men bow down to you, some men look down at you, but
as for me…. I SPIT ON YOU!!! Dread your nothing to me do you understand
that? You life is worth less than my BLEEP socks for God’s sake!!! Dread you
just don’t get it do you? When you mess with the wrong man, it will come
back to haunt you and I promise I will haunt you until the day I stand over
your lifeless body holding MY U.S. Title up into the air.

(Harry steps up into the ring and walks to the center looking out across the
crowd with a look of confidence in his eyes)

Harry: Dreadnaught, the thing you fail to realize is that I will sacrifice
weeks, months and possibly years to get back what was rightfully mine and at
No Way In you started the countdown. The countdown to your downfall Dread,
the countdown to your last moments as United States Champion.

(Harry smiles as he leans his head down rubbing his forehead)

Harry: I hear you always running your mouth about something new each time,
you just can’t stick with your own business can you city boy? Nah, you have
to go “Thuggin’ Da Treet’s”! I might not speak the same little language as
you but I have a little language of my own that I am sure you can understand
real well!

(Harry extends his hand to the camera giving it the finger as the crowd
gives Harry mixed reactions)

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of South Central L.A....
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

The BMWF U.S. Champion...
Dreadnaught

PA: WHAT ‘CHA GONNA DO WHEN (BLEEP) HITS THE FAN?

(Pyro begins to explode from the stage and the word “DREAD” scrolls across the Bruisertron. Images of a nuclear explosion are displayed as large smoke mushroom clouds form on the stage. Dreadnaught emerges between these two pillars of smoke. He is wearing his “Psychotic 1” basketball jersey. The camera zooms in on the US title which is tightly around his waist. He has a mic in his hand.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, Denver, I think we got a country bumkin’ in the ring!

(The fans cheer.)

Dreadnaught: Well, since this is a Hardcore match for this strap!

(Dreadnaught points to the US title.)

Dreadnaught: Let me show you what Hardcore is all about!

(Dreadnaught sprints down to the ring and tosses the US title on the ground before sliding under the bottom rope.)

JR: This is getting vicious quick!

Dreadnaught spears Harry and then pulls him off of the mat.

Dreadnaught tosses him over the top rope.

*DING DING*

King: Dreadnaught is posing for the fans!

JR: Dreadnaught uses a DDT on Hardcore Harry.
The crowd is behind Dreadnaught all the way.
Dreadnaught takes Hardcore Harry down with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Dreadnaught nails Hardcore Harry with a scissor kick.
The crowd erupts.

JR: Dreadnaught whips Harry into the ropes.
Dreadnaught catches Harry and delivers a spinebuster.

King: Harry just splattered on the mat!

JR: Dreadnaught is outside looking for weapons.

King: Dreadnaught just tossed a chair and a chain into the ring!

JR: Dreadnaught grabs the chair up and stands behind Harry!

Harry is struggling to get to his feet.

**SMACK**

JR: Dreadnaught just smacked Harry with that chair.

Harry is stumbling around the ring.

Dreadnaught drops the chair to the ground and grabs Harry.

DDT on the chair.

Dreadnaught goes for a cover.

1…2…kick out!

King: The Thug should have hooked the leg!

JR: Dreadnaught catches Hardcore Harry in a wristlock.
Hardcore Harry gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds.
Dreadnaught nails Hardcore Harry with a powerslam.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Dreadnaught goes for a Boston crab, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Dreadnaught hits Hardcore Harry with a backdrop.

JR: Dreadnaught just opened a table up in the ring.

King: This is going to get ugly!

JR: Dreadnaught pulls Harry off of the mat and hits a knee lift.

Dreadnaught hooks the head of Harry.

King: Dreadnaught is setting Harry up.

JR: Dreadnaught attempts a suplex.

Harry blocks.

Harry reverses and sends Dreadnaught crashing against the mat.

Harry goes for an elbow drop, but Dreadnaught rolls out of the way.

Dreadnaught stands up and connects with a superkick.

King: Harry is dazed!

JR: Dreadnaught hooks Harry for a Dread-bomb!

**CRACK**

JR: Both men just smashed through the table!

King: But I think Harry got the worst of it!

JR: Dreadnaught is struggling to make the cover.

He lays his hand over Harry’s chest.

1…2…

King: Harry kicked out!

JR: Dreadnaught gets Ankle Lock Submission on Hardcore Harry.
Hardcore Harry is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dreadnaught lets go after 11 seconds.

Dreadnaught is taking it to Hardcore Harry.
Dreadnaught lifts Hardcore Harry up into the air with a military press.
Dreadnaught launches Hardcore Harry over the top rope to the floor.
Dreadnaught goes to the outside. Harry is up and rakes him in the eyes.
Hardcore Harry gives Dreadnaught a vertical suplex onto the steel ramp.

JR: Ouch, how do ya learn out to fall like that?

Hardcore Harry hooks Dreadnaught in a reverse chin lock.
Dreadnaught breaks the hold.
Dreadnaught goes for a belly to belly on the ramp.
Hardcore Harry counters with three headbutts.
Hardcore Harry delivers a inverted suplex onto the steel ramp.
Hardcore Harry goes for a cover, 1…2…
Dreadnaught gets his shoulder up.

KING: These two men have so much in them they could go at it for hours!

(Harry picks Dreadnaught up and begins walking him up to the top of the
ramp. Harry gives Dread a hard DDT planting his head straight into the
steel. Harry picks Dread up and goes for an irish-whip into one of the large
projection screens on the top of the entranceway but Dreadnaught reverses it
and slings Harry head first through the screen! Harry tears right through
disappearing into the back, sparks are flying)

KING: Whoa, what just happened!?!

(Dreadnaught looks just as surprised as the rest of the crowd. Dreadnaught
walks through the hole Harry made with his body and the camera follows, at
first it is so dark nothing can be seen until the cameras work their way to
the backstage area. Dreadnaught is seen slamming Harry’s head into a huge
crate. As the camera gets closer it appears Harry has been busted open)

JR: He is bleeding like a pig King.

KING: That is one bad cut JR, he will definitely need stitches after this
one!

(Dread whips Harry into a door with cafeteria labeled on it. They door has
no give and Harry falls to the floor holding his arm in pain. Dread runs up
going for a knee to the head but Harry blocks it and whips Dread into the
door breaking it open! Harry crawls into the cafeteria and the camera
continues to follow both men)

JR: What is the world is going on King?

(Harry lifts Dread up into a sidewalk slam position and he slams him down
hard through the table breaking through it!!! Harry grabs Dreadnaught by the
neck and pulls him across the floor to the lunch line. Harry grabs a jar of
sauce and twists the top off pouring it into his hand then tosses it into
the eyes of Dread!)

KING: He’s giving him some of your BBQ sauce JR!

JR: Great, just what I need, one more person who don’t like my sauce!

(Harry lifts Dreadnaught up and places his head between Harry’s legs. Harry
is signaling for the end. Harry flips Dreadnaught up and slams him down onto
the plastic breath protector!!! Dread crashes right through the protector
and slams hard onto the metal table holding all the food!!!)

KING: HAHAHA!!! Dreadnaught is laying right on some chicken and macaroni and
cheese!!!

(Harry jumps up onto the table covering Dreadnaught, 1…2...KICKOUT!!)

KING: YAHH! How'd he do that?

JR: They're back up and fighting their way back out here!

They're at ringside! Harry rolls into the ring.

JR: Dreadnaught is under the ring again!

He has a cookie sheet!

Dreadnaught rolls back into the ring.

Harry charges with a clothesline.

King: Dreadnaught ducks!

**CLANG**

JR: Harry just got cracked with that sheet!

Dreadnaught places the sheet on the face of Harry.

Dreadnaught leaps to the top turnbuckle.

King: It’s time to get hungover!

JR: Dreadnaught points at Harry and leaps with the LA Hangover!

HARRY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!

KING: They're both out cold!!

Dreadnaught smashes into the face of Harry!

Dreadnaught covers and hooks the leg.

Earl Hepner counts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: This match is a double countout!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

JR: Folks, I’m being told that we’re cutting to a camera backstage.

(The scene cuts away to a backstage area, where Scrappy Joe Tunny seems to be waiting impatiently – shifting his weight from foot to foot, looking off into the distance and constantly adjusting the bottom of his shirt. Finally he sees who he’s been looking for and walks forward to confront him. It’s the smelly, bloody Tobey Miliken and Shawn Rollins. Tunny steps in front of them.)

Tunny: Hey, Tobey!

(Tobey instinctively brings his fists up in a defensive posture as Shawn cowers behind him.)

Tunny: No no, Tobey! I’m not gonna hurt ya! I’ve got no beef with ya!

(Tobey lowers his hands, but still looks distrustful.)

Tunny: Look, I saw some Prime Time guys hidin’ ‘round that corner there.

(He points to his right.)

Tunny: They’re probably gonna jump ya as soon as ya get there. Whaddya say I help ya surprise ‘em, an’ work with ya to beat ‘em off?

King: Tunny’s offering to team up with Miliken? He’s more of a moron than I’d thought!

Tobey:

KING: I can't here him!

JR: That's because it's against the rules for Tunny to make him talk without permission.

KING: HA HA!

Tunny: An’ you just don’t give a damn, Tobey! I respect that! Now let’s go show those Prime Slimers what two *bleep*ed off *bleep*s can do to ‘em!

(Tobey relaxes and smiles.)

Tobey:

KING: WHAT?

(Tunny pulls out his metal chain and wraps it around his fist. Tobey follows Tunny quietly, with Shawn guarding Tobey’s back – from afar. Tunny slows down as he reaches the corner, at which point a large figure is seen stepping out of a doorway in the background.)

JR: Wait a minute! Who’s that in the background? He’s creeping up on Shawn Rollins from behind! He’s got something in his hands! It looks like a rope!

(Suddenly, the figure lunges forward and pulls the rope up into Shawn’s throat, choking him violently.)

King: YAAAH! Rollins has been attacked! Wait, I don’t believe it…it’s…

(At this point, Tobey hears the commotion and spins around to check it out. Suddenly, Tunny pulls back on Tobey’s shirt and connects with a punch to the back of Tobey’s head using his chain-wrapped fist.)

King: YAAAH again! Tunny’s attacked Miliken! And Rollins has been attacked by Chuck Tunny!

JR: Chuck Tunny ? But Scrappy Joe said that he was still in the hospital!

King: Well Joe obviously lied, just like he’s now lied to Miliken!

(As Chuck continues strangling Shawn Rollins, Tunny straddles Tobey and connects with punch after punch to his face. After numerous punches, Tobey is left bloody and unconscious on the floor. Rollins is also unconscious by now, lying in a heap on the ground. Tunny gets up.)

Tunny: Chuck! Bring the rope! Let’s get this over with!

JR: What more could they possible do? Both Miliken and his manager are out cold!

(Chuck walks off camera and returns with three lengths of rope. He and Tunny get to work, using the first length to tie Tobey’s arms to his torso, and the second to tie his legs together. Tunny then picks Tobey up, slings him over his shoulder, and heads out of the arena. The camera follows.)

JR: What could Tunny have planned here?

King: Whatever it is, it looks pretty bad for Miliken!

(As Tunny exits the arena, we hear the helicopter in which he arrived in the air, and a rope ladder falls from the ‘copter in front of him. Tunny drops Miliken to the ground, and he and Chuck slip the last length of rope through the rope binding Tobey’s feet, then attach it to the rope ladder.)

King: I don’t believe this! They’re going to lift Miliken up by the feet using the helicopter! This is unprecedented!

(Once the knot is secure, Tunny stands back and gives the signal to the pilot. The helicopter starts to rise, taking Tobey – hanging upside down from his feet – with it.)

JR: I don’t believe what I’m seeing! There he goes – oh, watch out for those trees!

King: YAAAAH! Miliken just got dragged through those trees! And now the helicopter is rising further and flying away!

JR: Could this be goodbye to Tobey Miliken?

(As the helicopter turns into a speck in the sky, Tunny turns toward the camera, breathing heavily.)

Tunny: Ya see that, Prime Time? Vern? Ya offered fifty thou to take out Miliken? Ain’t nobody gonna top that! Gimme the money!!!

JR: Tunny did this for the money! How low!

King: It is quite a lot of money, though. I wonder if he’d share it with me…

VOICE: ANH ANH!

(Tunny turns around and sees Stone Cold Bruiser with a briefcase.)

BRUISER: That was a real good sneak attack. Hooking that stupid son of a bleep to a helicopter. I just happen to have the $50,000 right here. (Tunny goes for the case,  but Bruiser pulls it back.) ANH ANH, jackass! Ya see, the problem is that ya broke not just one BMWF rule, but three. (Bruiser pulls out a BMWF Rule Book. He flips a few pages.)

Not only can you NOT have the sorry bleep talk, it says here, "You can drag a character around the arena or outside or whatever. For example, you can now beat the crap out of him, drag him out and down the hallway, into the parking lot and beat him up some more. However, you can not take him away from the arena. For example, you cannot kidnap him and take him to a bridge and dump him off."

That also means ya can't have the bleep follow ya like a little puppy dog and then hook the sumableep to a helicopter and have it fly away with him!

KING: HA HA HA!

BRUISER: So, just for that, I'm fining ya...let's see...$50,000 oughta be enough! So, I'll just keep this briefcase, and the money and give it back and DQ you from being able to compete for the bounty...AND THAT'S THE BOTTOMLINE...'CAUSE STONE COLD BRUISER SAID SO!! (He walks off with the money leaving Tunny in shock...)

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
Hailing from San Francisco, CA...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by The Executioner...
Hailing from Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

The Judge

PA: You are now about to enter the courtroom of THE JUDGE!

(The bWo theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the ring. The Judge and The Executioner appear from behind the curtains and begin to make their way down the ramp. The Judge is wearing a black bWo shirt and is holding his gavel in his hand. They enter the ring and The Judge taunts the crowd with his gavel as the crowd boos. The Executioner grabs a mic and hands it to The Judge.)

Judge: To borrow the catchphrase of my fellow bWo member and The Career Killer, White Lightning, Denver, Colorado...YOU SUCK!

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Don't boo me, why don't you boo the real bad guy, Vernon Vanderbilt? Vernon is nothing but a menace to society, and at Bruisermania, White Lightning has every intention of ending your career Vernon! But maybe I'll do you a little favor and just end it right here tonight, so you won't have to be so embarassed at the biggest stage of them all, Bruisermania!

(The crowd boos.)

Judge: Oh don't be nervous now Vernon, these dumb hicks in Denver won't really care if your career is ended tonight! I mean, obviously they don't care about anything, or else maybe those Broncos would have done a lot better last season!

(The crowd boos tremendously.)

Judge: Vernon Vanderbilt, you want to dance around like a pansy wearing makeup and coming out to Tina Turner songs, that's fine with me because after Bruisermania, I won't have to hear it anymore! If I don't end your career right here tonight, White Lightning will do it at Bruisermania so you're at a dead end Vernon! You might as well give up now, because in a few minutes you will be hit with the Gavel Smash...LIGHTS OUT! Oh, and Vernon, if you don't want to agree with what I'm saying, that's too bad, because THAT...IS...FINAL!

(The Judge tosses down the mic.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
The Judge uses a piledriver on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge throws Vernon Vanderbilt into the turnbuckle.
The Judge runs shoulder-first into the corner.
The Judge whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes.
The Judge uses a belly-to-belly suplex on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes, but Vernon Vanderbilt
reverses it.
The Judge hits Vernon Vanderbilt with a clothesline.
Vernon Vanderbilt falls out of the ring.
Charles Robertson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
Vernon Vanderbilt reenters the ring.
The Judge hits Vernon Vanderbilt with a piledriver.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge nails Vernon Vanderbilt with a scissor kick.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge goes for neckbreaker, but Vernon Vanderbilt blocks it.
Vernon Vanderbilt smacks The Judge with a devastating cartwheel clothesline .
Vernon Vanderbilt puts The Judge in a chokehold.
Charles Robertson warns Vernon Vanderbilt to let go.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
Vernon Vanderbilt uses an enzuigiri on The Judge.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits The Judge with a kick.
Vernon Vanderbilt whips The Judge into the ropes.
The Judge smacks Vernon Vanderbilt with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the turnbuckle.
The Judge kicks Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge chops Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Vernon Vanderbilt kicks The Judge.
Vernon Vanderbilt chops The Judge.
The chants for Vernon Vanderbilt are deafening.
The Judge punches Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge punches Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
The Judge almost takes Vernon Vanderbilt's head off with a clothesline
The Judge whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt smacks The Judge with a devastating cartwheel clothesline .
Vernon Vanderbilt almost takes The Judge's head off with cartwheel clothesline
Vernon Vanderbilt takes The Judge down with a guillotine legdrop.
The chants for Vernon Vanderbilt are deafening.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
The Judge uses a big boot to the face on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge almost takes Vernon Vanderbilt's head off with a clothesline
Vernon Vanderbilt begs off.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits The Judge with a clothesline.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits a swinging neckbreaker on The Judge.
The crowd is behind Vernon Vanderbilt all the way.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for a spear, but The Judge side-steps and
Vernon Vanderbilt only hits air.
The Judge uses a scissor kick on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge sends Vernon Vanderbilt into the turnbuckle.
Vernon Vanderbilt begs off.
The Judge nails Vernon Vanderbilt with a DDT.
The Judge further incites the crowd.
The Judge is going for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Judge executes the Gavel Smash on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge goes for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde distracts
Charles Robertson.
The Judge executes a DDT on Vernon Vanderbilt.
The Judge is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Charles Robertson is back on the job.
The Judge hits a big boot to the face on Vernon Vanderbilt.

JR: Judge is climbing for the Gavel Smash!!
He may have it here.

PA: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

(Judge turns to face the ramp.)

JR: Judge was distracted

King: Judge is distracted!

(Judge shakes his hand and stand on the top rope.)

JR: Here we go!

(Suddenly the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena. Judge
hops down to the ring and is facing the ramp. Tamer slides in the ring from
behind Judge out of nowhere. Tamer shouts the The Judge turns. Tamer runs at
Judge. Judge goes for a clothesline Tamer ducks it and rolls out of the
ring. Judge turns to yell at Tamer. Tamer points back to the ring.)

JR: The Judge whips Vernon into the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Vernon ducks under it.
Vernon hits The Judge with a clothesline of his own.
Vern grabs Judge and whips him into the ropes, setting up The End of the End but as he goes to punch The Judge, The Judge grabs Vern's fist!
The Judge twists Vernon's arm around and still holding it, runs against the ropes and hits a scissors kick!

King: That looks like it hurt but The Judge is not giving him time to recover!

JR: The Judge heads to the top rope as the crowd boos.
As Vernon slowly gets to his feet, The Judge leaps off the ring apron and hits the Gavel Smash!
The Judge pins Vernon as the crowd boos!

Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde enters the ring and hits The Judge with a chair.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Charles Robertson calls for the DQ.
A fan at ringside badmouths The Judge.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is The Judge!

JR: We'll be right back!

(The camera cuts backstage where The Judge is running down the hall.)

Judge: TAMER! TAMER...YOU LITTLE BLEEP!

(The Judge continues running down the hall until he sees Prime Time's locker room. He kicks the door open and rushes inside but only Rachel Pitt is in there.)

Judge: You better tell your little Prime Time friend that he better keep his nose out of my business, or else he will pay the ultimate consequences!

(The Judge storms out of the locker room and continues down the hall.)

Judge: TAMER! I'LL GET YOU TAMER! NEXT WEEK ON BEDLAM!

>>> 

LILLY: This contest is a 2-on-1 handicap match scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Aquatic...
At a total combined weight of 491 pounds...
Inferno... Mineral... ECO-SYSTEM

PA: ECO-LIFE! WAKE ME UP!

(Evanescence's "Bring Me To Life" plays over the PA System as blue fireworks
shoot off from the stage. The Eco-System comes out brandishing their tag belts
and they walk down to the ring, trash talking with a few fans jokingly. They
hop up to the apron,
walk between the ropes, and hand their belts off to the referee. Inferno
grabs a microphone.)

Inferno: You know what? We've given our views on Master Z many times over. So
let me ask you Ecolytes, how ever few of you there might still be, a
question. Do you want us to stand out here and run our mouths, or do you want us to
get right into the matcnh?

Crowd: MATCH! MATCH! MATCH! MATCH!

Inferno: Fair enough! Master Z...you're about to be overmatched and if you
don't like that...

Eco-System/Crowd: DEAL WITH IT!

LILLY: Their opponent...
Hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 288 pounds...

("Victory" blasts throughout the arena signaling a chorus of boos. Master Z emerges from behind the curtain shining up his BMWF World Title that he proudly wears around his waist. Master Z takes off his glimmering golden shades and continues to flex for and taunt the crowd. Eventually, Master Z makes his way through the ropes and into the ring where he accepts a microphone.)

Master Z: Eco... please take a second and gaze upon your world champion. Notice the amazing physique, the handsome face, and the shining belt around my waist! You see, Eco, I am twice the man that either of you are. For that reason I accepted this match knowing the match would be fair. Atleast that's everyone's first thought. But then when you start to question my sanity you realize, Master Z already has this match won! This match isn't fair, Master Z has a huge advantage!

(The crows boos. Master Z smiles and places the belt over his shoulder.)

Master Z: I mean look at me! I am the best combination of talent, intelligence, and power the world has ever seen. I am properly at the top of this league. I return from the dead and put Lowedown in a coffin 6 feet under! Who can stop me? Not the tag team champions I'll tell you right now!

JR: He's so full of himself, King!

KING: He speaks the truth, JR, what are you talking about?

Master Z: I do realize you have thick skulls and this might not sink in right away. For that reason I am willing to humor you by pounding you into the mat and embarassing you infront of all these people.

(Master Z sets down the mic and hands off his belt. He turns, smiles, and winks in the direction of Aquatic over in Ecosystem's corner.)

JR: Master Z just winked at Aquatic!

KING: I think there's something between them, JR! I mean what woman can resist the powers of Master Z?

JR: Master Z just attacked Ecosystem before the bell! Master Z is eye gouging and choking both memebers down! We have a full fledged handicap match in progress here!

KING: Master Z is going to pulverize them, JR! Ha ha!

JR: That has yet to be seen!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Master Z locks Inferno in a full nelson.
Inferno makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.
Master Z goes for a full nelson, but Inferno counters it with a backward kick.
The crowd is wildly cheering Inferno with only a few scattered boos audible.

Inferno and Mineral nail Z with a boot to the gut.
They hoist him up and excute the Nature's Fury.
Inferno goes for the cover, but Master Z kicks out at two.

JR: The Eco-System trying to put the World Champion away right off the bat!

(Inferno locks Master Z in a full-nelson and Mineral runs to the ropes. He
bounds off and nails Master Z in the face with a baseball slide/dropkick.)

JR: Excellent teamwork by the Eco-System! This is why they're the tag team
champions!

KING: Because the cheat?

JR: Inferno slaps Mineral's hand in a symbolic tag.
Mineral hoists Master Z up over his head with a little help from Inferno.
Mineral executes a running powerbomb on Master Z.

King: WOW! I think Mineral may be better at the Raging Inferno Powerbomb than
Inferno!

JR: Well, he weighs considerably more...

Inferno goes outside the ring and knocks the first set of steel steps off.
Inferno slides back inside the ring just as Mineral throws Master Z out of it.
Mineral slides outside the ring as Inferno scales to the top rope.

JR: Oh my gosh.....DO NOT DO THIS!

(Mineral hoists Master Z up and falls back as Inferno comes off the top rope,
executing teh Take two on master Z onto the steel steps.)

JR: TAKE TWO ON THE STEEL STEPS! HOW VIOLENT WAS THAT?

Inferno punches Master Z.
Master Z punches Inferno.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Master Z kicks Inferno.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.

JR: Master Z grabs Inferno by the hair and launches him across the ring. Inferno impacts his partner, Mineral knocking him off the apron!

Master Z is choking Inferno down

Master Z gorilla presses Inferno above his head pumping him up and down

Master Z throws Inferno sending him crashing into the turnbuckle face first.

KING: Ouch! I think I saw a tooth come flying this way, JR!

JR: Master Z whips Inferno into the ropes.
Inferno hits a spear on Master Z.
Inferno goes for a legdrop, but Master Z rolls out of the way.
Master Z hits Inferno with a legdrop.
Master Z nails Inferno with a kick to the head.
Master Z runs into the ropes.
Master Z hits Inferno with a kick.

Master Z lifts Inferno up in the air.
Inferno switches it over into a DDT.
Mineral is up and climbing on the top rope.

JR: Master Z is laid out and Mineral is up top!

(Mineral flips off the top rope with a 360-degree leg drop onto Master Z. The
ring shakes on impact.)

King: YAAH! That's 261 lbs from 9-feet up, JR!

JR: You're getting good with numbers now!

Mineral puts Master Z in a Boston Crab.
Master Z is howling in pain, and struggles to reach the ropes.
Inferno grabs Master Z's arms and puts him in a full-nelson.

King: They're ripping our champion in half!

JR: How is Master Z going to break this?

Inferno and Mineral have the Eco Lock on for 10 seconds.
Master Z is struggling, but not making much headway.
Inferno and Mineral have the Eco-Lock on for 20 seconds.

King: What's the Eco-Lock?

JR: I don't know, I wanted to give it a name!

(Master Z finally breaks the full-nelson by powering out and flips over to
slingshot Mineral off. Master Z crawls to the ropes and holds on for dear life.)

JR: Look at the look on Master Z! I don't think he knows what he got himself
into!

Master Z whips Inferno into the ropes, but Inferno reverses it.
Master Z goes for throat punch, but Inferno ducks out of the way.

Mineral and Inferno whip Master Z into the ropes.
They hit Master Z with a double elbowsmash.
Mineral and Inferno hit Master Z with a double DDT.
Mineral and Inferno whip Master Z into the ropes.
They hit Master Z with a double clothesline.
Inferno leaves the ring.
Mineral hits a powerbomb on Master Z.
Rick Patrick counts: One, shoulder up.
Mineral knocks down Rick Patrick.
Rick Patrick is out cold.

(Master Z puts Mineral into a headlock. He continues to pound his opponent in the face repeatedly with blatant fists almost getting disqualified in the process.)

JR: Master Z lets Mineral fall to the floor. Mineral is hurt badly!

KING: You would be too after taking a pounding like that!

JR: Mineral is struggling to get to his corner. He's leaving a trail of blood behind him!

Master Z kicks Mineral in the gut as he's about to make the tag!

KING: HA! Master Z is toying with these two men. They should give up and go home!

(Master Z grabs Mineral by the hair and drags him far from his corner where he continues the assault)

Mineral nails Master Z with a punch to the face.
Master Z stumbles back, and is met with a punch by Inferno.
Z stumbles again, and gets nailed by Mineral and Inferno.

JR: Master Z becoming less able to fend off these Norwegian brawling tactics
as the match wears on!

Mineral and Inferno whip Master Z into the ropes and catch him with a double
neckbreaker.
Mineral grabs Master Z and German Suplexes him.
Mineral executes another German suplex.

JR: Excellent-

King: -technical prowess by the Eco-System? You say it every week!

(Inferno and Mineral both grab Master Z and lift him up above their head.
They execute a vertical suplex.)

JR: Amazing use of leverage by the Eco-System!

Inferno and Mineral flip over, and execute a second double vertical.
They flip and execute a third one.
They let Master Z's limp body flop to the ground, and they pose for the
booing crowd.

King: No love lost with this crowd and the Eco-System!

(Inferno and Mineral both whip Z into the ropes again, and they catch him
with a huge sidewalk slam. the boos are getting louder and Z is looking worn.)

JR: I think the Eco-System could pull this off! Master Z is beginning to
buckle!

Inferno and Mineral flip Z with a double armdrag.
Inferno and Mineral drop a double elbow on the prone Z.
Inferno picks Master Z up by the head, and Mineral nails him with a HARD
punch.

King: Look at Master Z, JR! He's bleeding!

( The Eco-System sees the blood, and they immediately start tearing and
biting at the open wound. The referee starts counting, but they break before the
5-count.)

JR: By gosh, Z is a bloody mess!

Inferno whips Master Z into teh corner.
Mineral unloads on him with a running Avalanche.
The Eco-System laughs as Master Z falls, bloody, out of the corner.

JR: This is just sick!

KING: Uh, oh! Master Z has just seen his own blood! He's royally P.O.'d now!

(Master Z grabs Inferno by the hair, spins him around, and slams his face into the head of Mineral. Minera falls off the apron and Master Z takes the bleeding Inferno down with a drop toe hold.)

KING: I don't even think Inferno knows where he is right now! What a moron!

JR: Inferno has stopped putting up a fight. He's just swinging at air as Master Z taunts him!

Master Z taken down Inferno with a running dropkick to the midsection.)

JR: Master Z is cleaning house here folks!

Master Z hits Inferno with an double axehandle
Master Z turns and pulls Mineral into the ring
Master Z hits Inferno in the groin
Master Z hip tosses Mineral out of the ring and to the hard concrete below
Master Z stomps the fingers of Inferno

(Master Z grabs Aquatic, who has jumped up to the apron in all the excitement, by the hair and plants a big huge kiss right on her lips!)

KING: YAHH!

JR: WOW! I bet she didn't expect that one! She looks dumbfounded!

KING: Not dumbfoudned, JR! She's in love! I told you nobody could resist Master Z!

(Master Z laughs and continues to stomp away at Inferno.)

JR: The ref is still out cold!

JR: Hey someone just slid in the ring who is it.

King: It's Asylum JR! HE's Back!

JR: And he's got a steel chair!

(Asylum swings the chair at Inferno's head and nearly takes it off. Asylum
turns and sees Mineral running at him with a clothesline. Asylum ducks the
clothesline and tosses the chair to Mineral. Asylum nails the chair into
Minerals face with a superkick.)

JR: Asylum just leveled The Eco-System.

King: He just polluted the Eco-system JR. HAHAHAHA!

(Asylum turns around and comes face to face with Master Z.)

JR: Uh OH! Asylum and Master Z are staring each other down.

(Asylum points to Eco-System then turns around and leaves the ring.)

King: Does he have a death wish? He put his back to Master Z.

JR: I don't think his quarrel is with Master Z I think it's with Eco-System.

("Releasing the Demon's" by Godsmack hits the PA system and Asylum walks up
the ramp and through the curtain.)

JR: Z shrugs his shoulders and continues his assault.

Master Z chops Mineral.
Master Z chops Mineral.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Master Z hits Mineral.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Master Z takes Mineral down with a bodyslam.
Master Z hits Mineral.
Master Z doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting.
Master Z chops Mineral.
Master Z hits Mineral with a low blow.

JR: Eco System are trying to eliminate Master Z from wrestling completely!!!!

(The lights go red as a man appears at the top of the ramp. He moves down to the ring.)

KING: Not another one! Sheesh!

JR: I can't quite make out who this is!!!! He has some kind of mask on that is covering his face!!!! But he is making no bones about it... He has business in that ring tonight!!!!

King: He has something in his hand!!!

JR: It looks like a monkey wrentch in his hand!!!!

(The mysterious masked man is telling Eco System to lift Master Z up.)

KING: But Master Z is still clobbering Mineral!

King: He is out here for Eco System!!!!

(The masked man hits Mineral in the face with the monkey wrentch busting him wide open. Blood pours from the face of Mineral as Inferno turns around and is greeted by the same monkey wrentch.)

JR: IT WAS A PLOT BY MASTER Z ALL THE TIME!!!! IT WAS THAT D@MNED MASTER Z'S PLAN ALL ALONG!!!!!

KING: Are you sure? He didn't tell me about this "plan".

(The masked man straddles Inferno and pummles him without mercy as Master Z looks on.)

JR: Mineral is trying to get up.

King: Master Z just kicked him in the face!!!!

JR: Z is telling the masked man something... No they are not going to do this...

King: This could be the greatest day in BMWF history!!!!

JR: Simulatous Atomic Drivers on Eco System by Master Z and this masked man!!!!

King: They are leaving Eco System in the ring!!! They left them for dead!!!!

JR: DAMN THEM!!! DAMN THEM TO HELL FOR WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO THE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!!!!

KING: Calm down, JR! We're talking about Eco-System here!

JR: Oh, that's right! Sorry about that! Well, it looks like Z isn't done here yet!

JR: Master Z has Inferno laying on his back on the outside of the ring, and Mineral is in a headlock!

(Master Z winks again at Aquatic who watches helplessly as Master Z is tearing her team limb from limb.)

JR: What a horrible man that Master Z is! He's taunting Aquatic to get in the ring!

KING: If it means another smooch, I'm sure she'd gladly get in there! HA HA HA!

JR: Master Z puts a hand on each side of Mineral's head and lifts him off the ground! Master Z is crushing the skull of Mineral!

KING: That hollow head can't take that kind of pressure, JR! He's gonna pop!

JR: Please, King!

Master Z slams Mineral to the mat as he begins to lose consciousness
Master Z hits Mineral with a leg drop!

(Master Z looks around as both his opponents are down on the mat. Master Z takes a few seconds to strut around taunting the crows and Aquatic.)

JR: There's life over there! I think Inferno is getting to his feet!

*THUD*

KING: HA HA! Nevermind!

JR: Master Z just LEVELED Inferno with one of the most vicious clotheslines I've ever seen!

Master Z is going to finish this one off as he hoists Inferno up to the top rope for an Atomic Driver!

*CRUNCH*

JR: Master Z goes for the cover!

KING: Look at the eyes of Aquatic as she watches the bulging muscles of Master Z! You know she wants him, JR!

JR: OH would you stop it, KING!

KING: Where's the ref?

JR: Oh, my! He's still out cold!

Here comes Charles Robertson!

JR:It looks like Master Z is about to win this...

(The lights suddenly begin flicker. Both men are barely able to see as the lights continue to flicker and then finally go off. Camera flashes capture silhouettes of Master Z and Inferno until......)

King:YAHHH! Where's my crown?!?

JR:I can barely see what's going on here! Both men appear to still be in the ring and...hang on! I see someone coming out of the entrance way and...

King:Who is it? I can't make this person out!

(The figure stands quietly as he raises his arm slowly in the air and motions for someone else to come out of the entrance way. A group of druids begin to make their way down to the ring and completely surround the ring. The sound of the thunder begins to pour through the arena The sound of rain fills the air as a spotlight shines towards the ceiling as a coffin begins to slowly be lowered to the floor. Master Z looks up as the coffin is just above the top rope. Two of the druids bring a table out from the bottom of the ring and bring the coffin on top of the table. As the druids make sure the coffin is secure, one of the druids waits to open the lid of the coffin...)

King:Who's in the coffin?!?

JR:I can't tell if anyone is in the coffin, but it has the attention of Master Z!

(Suddenly, the sound of the gong echoes throughout the arena as a lightning bolt shoots from one side of the arena and right down in front of the man standing at the edge of the rampway. The figure slowly brings up his arms up as the lights seem to illuminate by his actions. The figure is dressed all in black as his long, wet hair drapes over his face. The small portion of his face that you can see is almost a pale white as he slowly begins to look up towards both men...)

Voice:I have only one thing to say to you Master Z. It looks to me that coming close to death has opened my eyes. It has proved to me that I am no longer afraid of what I must do. Master Z...

(The figure raises up his head to reveal...LOWEDOWN! His eyes are almost glazed over as he stares right into the eyes of Master Z. Lowedown then pulls the hair away from his face to show the stitches from his face. Lowedown then begins to remove his trenchcaot to reveal...a cast on his right hand.)

JR:Lowedown is sporting some form of cast on his right hand!

King:Master Z pulled that arm and slammed it down three or four times before slamming that coffin shut down on Lowedown!

JR:If I'm not mistaken, that is the arm Lowedown broke almost a year and a half ago! He has metal plates in that arm!

King:No wonder he takes so long at the airport! He's always stuck in the metal detector! HAHAHA!

Lowedown:When they ripped that coffin door open, I was finally able to see what had been blinding me all this time! My compassion for human life. But now, now I see things more clearly. Master Z, I'm already DEAD!

(The druid opens the casket to reveal a lifelike mannequin of Lowedown as Master Z sees inside the coffin. The coffin then suddenly is engulfed in flames as the mannequin slowly begins to melt. The druid closes the lid just before his robe catches on fire and begins to walk away. Lowedown then cracks a smile as he crosses his arms and watches the lights begin to flicker once again...)

JR:What is going on here?

King:It looks like Lowedown has been taking notes from the Darklord!

(Lowedown is seen slowly making his way down towards the ring as his eyes stay focused on Master Z as the match continues...)

King:Here comes the PUPPIES!

JR:Flame is up on the apron trying to get the referee's attention as Inferno throws Master Z as hard as he can into the ropes and...GOOD LORD! Lowedown just nailed Master Z right in the back of the head with the cast!

King:Master Z just dropped like a stone! That cast of Lowedown's must be like solid steel!

(Lowedown drops down to the floor and motions for Flame to follow him. Flame climbs down and makes her way over towards her husband and both of them make their way up the rampway.)

*DING DING*

JR: Charles Robertson has DQ'd Eco-System!

LILLY: The winner is Master Z!

JR: We're outta time!

KING: YAHHHH!

(The camera shows Lowedown and Flame looking back at the ring and smiling, then cuts to the unconscious Master Z as we fade...to...black...)

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