BMWF Bedlam Part II

Date : 6/7/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Von Braun Civic Center - Huntsville, Alabama

(We see Axe doing a vigorous work-out before his match with Shane Perish inside his locker room when there is a knock at the door.)

Axe: (Between breaths) Who..is..it?

Bole: It's Michael Bole!

Axe: (Between breaths) What...do...you...want?!

Bole: Um...an interview if possible? What are you doing?

(Axe stops and sighs grabbing a nearby towel and bottle of water.)

Axe: Come in.

(The door opens and Michael Bole walks in with a cameraman where they see Axe on the floor.)

Bole: What are you doing Axe?

Axe: Going to the moon Bole! What does it look like I am doing?

Bole: I don't know because I was b-

Axe: I was working out for my match before you rudely interrupted me you moron! That's what I was doing!

Bole: Oh...well seeing as your done now could I get an interview?

Axe: Were you ever dropped on your head Bole?

(Bole begins to get a little nervous and scared thinking Axe may do something.)

Bole: No...I...I...I wasn't.

Axe: What are you s..s..stuttering for? Did you think I was going to h..h...hurt you?

(Bole begins to go red as some of the crowd actually laugh.)

Bole: Umm well I-

Axe: Shut up Bole! Please...this is painful! You were obviously dropped on your head as a baby one too many times.

Bole: OH! You meant like tha-

Axe: JUST....do the interview Bole!

Bole: Okay...well last week at BMWF's Pay-Per-View Revolution 2004 you and Witherspoon lost your Tag Titles against Box and Sledge. Now your going to be facing Shane Perish for the TV title, are you happy with this match?

(Axe looks at Bole and shakes his head.)

Axe: No Bole...I was really hoping I was facing Alter Boy Mark instead...I mean why did I have to be given a shot at a Championship title?

(Bole looks confused.)

Axe: Of course I am happy with this match Bole! What type of question is that?! If you were living under a rock...Witherspoon has gone solo and I also felt this was a good way to go as well...there will be another chance at the tag team Gold but now I have a chance to get Gold as a singles wrestler! And trust me Bole...I will be the new Television Champion!

Bole: You sound very confident Axe your not worried about Shane Perish?

Axe: I am as worried as you losing your job. NO! Shane Perish is going to feel the Loner's Landing and realize that I am focused more than ever and determined to become the Champion! He better release his old demon or he's in for trouble.

Bole: Why's that?

Axe: Because I have released mine...and my pent-up hate and aggression is about to be released onto him...or you if you continue to *Bleep* me off!

Bole: Well I think Shane Perish is going to remain as well Shane and not Asylum.

Axe: Well then...he's going to lose the title once again and very quickly...maybe these moronic fans will respect me if I win this title and show all the non-believers that I am someone to be feared!

Bole: I think they would respect you if you didn't call them moronic and insult them all the time.

Axe: You think do you Bole? Does it hurt when you think? These fans don't mean anything to me except for respect. That's all I ask.

Bole: Okay w-

Axe: Bole I have some business to attend to so see you later!

(Axe gets up quickly and pushes him out of his locker room and slams the door in Bole's face.)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Witherspoon

PA: FEED MY FRANKENSTEIN!!

King: We haven't heard this in a while JR!

(A huge pyro goes off at the entrance as Alice Cooper's Feed my Frankenstein blares forth from the speakers. Witherspoon walks onto the stage wearing his torn "Who the hell is Witherspoon Anyways?" shirt, trench coat and camo pants. He cracks his neck and two green pyro's shoot into the sky.)

Crowd: SPOON SUCKS!!! SPOON SUCKS!!! SPOON SUCKS!!!

(Witherspoon walks down the rant as the capacity crowd boos and yells at him. He slides into the ring and rises to one knee, running his hand through his hair that has grown a couple inches longer since he and Axe won the tag titles. As he does this, green pyros explode from the ring posts into the air.)

King: Whoa!!

JR: Witherspoon has changed up his entrance a little.

King: Way to state the obvious JR!

(Witherspoon goes to each turnbuckle and stands on the second rope, spreading his arms out on each side of him, before bringing his right fist against his chest. He hops down and motions for a mic from the time keeper.)

Witherspoon: Huntsville, Alabama!

(crowd boos Witherspoon)

Witherspoon: What's up? I've been looking around this town, and you know what, it's not so bad.

(The crowd grows silent in confusion.)

Witherspoon: Anyways, I jut wanted to settle some rumors that were going around. First off, The Darkening has decided to stop competeing in the tag team division.

(The crowd pops at this news)

Witherspoon: Both me and Axe have decided that we would like to compete as singles competitiors for a while. However, this does not mean that we wont join back up, just in case the tag division needs another adreniline shot.

(Witherspoon grins as the crowd boos loudly.)

Witherspoon: So, tonight, you people get to see Witherspoon compete one on one, once again.

(Witherspoon tosses the mic back to the time keeper and gets ready for the bell a the crowd boos loudly and starts chanting again.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Parts Unknown...
Weighing in at 242 pounds...

Ezekiel

(The arena lights fade)

P.A: THE TRUTH IS HERE!

(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)

CROWD: SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!

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 white leather kilt and white boots – he pulls a microphone from his waist)

Ezekiel: Witherspoon this match has been expected. You make mention of your next victim? Now have you prepared yourself for what is about to happen?

LILLY: And in Ezekiel's corner….at a combined weight of 491 pounds….hailing from Parts Unknown….The Messenjahs!

PA: WE ARE THE MESSENJAHS!

(The lights go out in the arena. On screen come images of dark cathedrals at night. An unfamiliar guitar riff comes on in the background. From behind the curtain come two figures in total black-The Messenjahs. P.O.D.'s "The Messenjah" begins to play. The Messenjahs walk closer to the ring as a bright spotlight surrounds them. Their arms are raised upward as though they are clutching something large.)

JR: I don't trust these two wrestlers as far as I can throw them! And believe me, that's not very far.

(The Messenjahs climb up to the ring apron and walk between the ropes. They both shake hands with Ezekiel and slide outside the ring, watching intently.)

*DING DING*

JR: and theres the bell!

Spoon and Ezekial lock up in the center of the ring

Witherspoon's strength wins out and he pushes Ezekial into a turnbuckle

Witherspoon sends several chops to Ezekial's chest before backing away

Witherspoon throw Ezekial into the ropes and hits an atomic drop on him

Witherspoon lifts Ezekial to his feet and Suplexes him

Witherspoon goes for the pin

1.2.. kick out.

King: Witherspoon's size and strength have allowed him to take control of this match quickly hasn't it JR?

JR: Yes, I suppose that's to his advantage.

King: You suppose? The man's a walking tank? I ask you, have you ever seen a man with uch an excellent physique?

JR: Calm down King.

King: huh?

JR: Ezekial tries to get Witherspoon in a belly-to-back suplex, but Witherspoon reverses into an Arm bar

Ezekial fights to the ropes and Witherspoon breaks the hold after a 3 count

Witherspoon backs off and allow Ezekial to get to his feet

Witherspoon hits Ezekial with a clothesline

Witherspoon grabs Ezekial up in a bear hug

Ezekial fights to escape

Witherspoon tightens his grip

Ezekial Drives his fist into Witherspoons head

Spoon drops him down and locks in a Boston crab

King: Spoon working the lower back of Ezekial here.

JR: Now who's stating the obvious.

King: Yeah well this is strategy, cause Binned works the lower back

JR:Ezekial with a drop toe hold

Ezekial hits a gut wrench bomb

Ezekial tries to throw Spoon into the turnbuckle but Spoon reverses it.

Witherspoon lifts Zeke off the ground and puts him on the turnbuckle

Witherspoon hist a Suplex from the top rope

Witherspoon goes for the cover

1...2...kickout!

Witherspoon hits haymaker on Ezekiel.
Witherspoon whips Ezekiel into the ropes, but Ezekiel reverses it.
Ezekiel misses with an elbow.
Ezekiel hits Witherspoon with a kick.
Ezekiel runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon almost takes Ezekiel's head off with a clothesline
Witherspoon nails Ezekiel with a headlock.
Witherspoon catches Ezekiel in a bearhug.
Ezekiel gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Witherspoon hits a headlock on Ezekiel.
Witherspoon almost takes Ezekiel's head off with a clothesline
Witherspoon nails Ezekiel with an ax kick.
A few fans are booing Witherspoon.
Witherspoon takes Ezekiel down with a headbutt.
Witherspoon throws Ezekiel out of the ring.
Witherspoon goes outside.
Witherspoon throws Ezekiel into the guardrail.
Witherspoon goes for a German suplex, but Ezekiel counters it with
a backward kick.
Ezekiel shoves Witherspoon into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Joe Finch counts: 1.
Ezekiel shoves Witherspoon into the guardrail.
Ezekiel climbs back into the ring.
Witherspoon climbs back into the ring.
Ezekiel throws Witherspoon out of the ring.
Ezekiel goes through the ropes.
Ezekiel executes a savate kick on Witherspoon.
Joe Finch counts: 1.
Ezekiel throws Witherspoon into the guardrail.
Joe Finch counts: 2.
Ezekiel goes for a bulldog, but Witherspoon throws him off.
Witherspoon throws Ezekiel into the guardrail.
Joe Finch counts: 3.
Witherspoon goes for an ax kick, but Ezekiel blocks it.
Ezekiel reenters the ring.
Witherspoon follows him back in.

JR: Ezekiel here coming off with a victory at Revolution, over his former Hollywood Inc partner Tobey Milliken

King: What’s happened to him anyway, things seems quite around here…

JR: Ezekiel and Witherspoon face to face in the middle of the ring, Ezekiel saying something to Witherspoon…

King: Speaking more of his nonsense.

JR: Witherspoon with a shove to Ezekiel.

Ezekiel whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Witherspoon goes for an ax kick, but Ezekiel counters it with
an achilles tendon hold.
Witherspoon tries to escape the hold.
Witherspoon gets ahold of the ropes after being locked up for 23 seconds.
Ezekiel whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Ezekiel uses a savate kick on Witherspoon.
Ezekiel sits on the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring when opponent has been
knock for six, looking somewhat disappointed of his opponent.

JR: Witherspoon locks in a boston crab!

Ezekial fights to break free

The ref checks on ezekial

The ref asks him if he wants to quit

Ezekial shakes his head

Ezekial fights to the ropes

Witherspoon pulls him back towards the center

Witherspoon leans back farther and Ezekial screams in pain

King: Listen to those screams!

JR: Ezekial has to be in excruitiating pain! He has that great Minnesota mad man putting an extreme amount of preasure on his lower back!

King: Quiet JR, he might hear you!

JR: Ezekial is crawling towards the ropes.

He did it! He grabbed onto the bottom one!

Witherspoon drops the hold at a 4 count

Ezekial gets to his feet slowly

Ezekial tries to get Spoon in a Belly-to-belly, but the move fails and Spoon falls on top of him!

King: YEAH!

JR: Ezekials back is to weak for moves like that!

King: Especially on a 300 lbs monster!

JR: Witherspoon grabs Ezekial's leg and lifts it, pinning him!

One...two...thr... Kick out!

Witherspoon lifts Ezekial to his feet and throw him into the ropes

Witherspoon hits a big boot to the face

Witherspoon lifts Ezekial and hits a german Suplex

Witherspoon goes for the cover again

1...2...kick out!

Witherspoon can't beleive it!

Ezekiel has the crowd going wild.
Ezekiel catches Witherspoon in an armbar submission.
Witherspoon is struggling to reach the ropes.
Witherspoon is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Witherspoon grabs the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds.
Ezekiel goes for a bulldog, but Witherspoon counters it with the torture rack.
Ezekiel is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Witherspoon lets go after 11 seconds.
Ezekiel
brings in his battered chair and nails his opponent with the "Pillmanizer".
He goes for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Ezekiel whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Witherspoon misses with a shoulderblock.
Witherspoon smacks Ezekiel with a devastating clothesline .
Witherspoon whips Ezekiel into the turnbuckle.
Witherspoon hits Ezekiel with a headlock.
Witherspoon uses a headlock on Ezekiel.
Witherspoon kicks Ezekiel.
Witherspoon is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Ezekiel chops Witherspoon.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Ezekiel.

JR: Ezekiel and Witherspoon circling each other. Ezekiel goes for the lock-up but Witherspoon takes a step back.

(Witherspoon charges and connects with a tackle, taking Ezekiel to the mat)

JR: What power shown here by Witherspoon.

(Ezekiel uses the momentum to roll over onto Witherspoon, where he quickly locks in an armbar)

JR: Ezekiel showing his technical ability, this guy has been well trained, wherever and whoever trained him.

JR: Witherspoon has Ezekiel in the corner, good kicks and punches to the body of Ezekiel. Big right hand to the side of Zeke’s head, Witherspoon sends Ezekiel to the opposite corner, Witherspoon follows in…

*CRUNCH*

JR: …drop toe hold, Witherspoon’s head just snapped off the bottom turnbuckle. Ezekiel still hanging onto the leg drags Witherspoon to the middle of the ring, he’s got a modified Achilles hold locked on Mafioso

CROWD: SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!

(Ezekiel turns the hold into a leg lock)

JR: Ezekiel using some combination shoot submission wrestling here tonight, I heard that he has had some shoot fight experience in the past.

King: I don’t want to know anything about him JR, what about Witherspoon one-half of the former tag team champions??

JR: Ezekiel continues to raise his game coming off Revolution.

Witherspoon punches Ezekiel.
Witherspoon kicks Ezekiel.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Ezekiel hits Witherspoon.
The crowd is behind Ezekiel all the way.

JR: Ezekiel sends Witherspoon to the ropes… rolling butterfly lock, does not look like he has got it locked in properly

(Ezekiel breaks the hold and locks in a headlock. After some time Witherspoon manages to make his way to his feet)

JR: Witherspoon trying to battle his way out of the headlock.

King: NOO!! Ezekiel with a bulldog, Spoon down.

JR: This match is going back and forth.

JR: Witherspoon with Ezekiel in the corner, the referee trying to break it up, the ref has caught an elbow from Witherspoon… the referee is down!

King: Yah! Time for Witherspoon to take advantage.

JR: You mean cheat King?

King: No… take advantage of the situation.

JR: He is going to have trouble, he is the one that will be in trouble if he tries anything.

King: What’s that Spoon’s got, YAH a pair on brass knuckles!!

(Witherspoon swings with the brass knuckles, but Ezekiel manages to duck at the last minute)

JR: Ezekiel with a boot to the gut of Witherspoon, BONA FIDE… he hits the gutwrench powerbomb into the turnbuckles. Witherspoon eyes are glazing over.

JR: Ezekiel coming back here, retaliation time, whips Witherspoon to the corner – no reversal… Witherspoon follows in, Ezekiel with a side step and a roll up

REF: One… Two… Th

King: YAH! Shoulder up!

JR: Oh was that close, the crowd on their feet here! Witherspoon back to his feet, big clothesline on Ezekiel

King: Witherspoon is fast to dominate, fast to regain control. Witherspoon slapping Zeke in the corner now!!

(Witherspoon whips Ezekiel into the opposing corner)

JR: What power shown by Witherspoon, that moved the actual ring!

King: Spoon was right, Ezekiel is his next victim!!!

JR: Witherspoon looking to put this one away, DROP TOE HOLD!! Witherspoon down, Ezekiel with a drop toe hold… he’s got an Achilles hold locked in!

Witherspoon makes it to the ropes.

JR: Ezekiel's got Witherspoon tied up in the ropes! This could be bad!

Ezekiel starts punching Ezekiel, but the ref gets him off.

KING: Ezekiel is punching himself??????

JR: The ref tries to untie Witherspoon.
While the ref is distracted, Aquatic hops up on the apron and mists Ezekiel in the face.

King: HA HA! Bet Ezekiel can't see the light now!

JR: Good move by Witherspoon to escape that hold, but can he mount any kind of offensive? Both men to their feet, Witherspoon with a laboured right hand, Ezekiel ducks, INQUISITION!!!!

KING: JR, you're from Oklahoma. You don't say "laboured"!

JR: Golly Bill! Yer right! I meant "labored"!

(Ezekiel rolls over Witherspoon and hooks a leg)

Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
The chants for Ezekiel are deafening.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Ezekiel!

King: Look at this.

(Tobey Miliken comes walking down to the ring.)

JR: What is he going to do? He hates both of these men right now.

(Tobey walks down to the ring and stops and stares. Tobey lifts his eyes towards the heavens and then jumps into the ring.)

JR: What is Tobey doing?

(Tobey pulls out of his pants a lead pipe and runs over and attack WItherspoon. Zeke steps back and just grins.)

JR: Is Tobey and Zeke back together again?

(Tobey beats Spoon and then turns around and laughs.)

King: Look at the beating he has given WItherspoon.

(Shawn Rollins comes running down the ring and the three men stand in the ring smiling. Then Tobey turns around and decks Zeke and Shawn both with the lead pipe. Both men hit the mat hard and are busted open bleeding. Tobey calls for the mic and one is handed to him.)

Tobey: You know at first I didn't know for sure what to do. Do I take out Zeke and let Spoon win. Or do I take out Spoon and let Zeke win. Then I thought, let's screw them both. So I beat down Spoon, get Zeke DQ'd and then beat down Zeke. Darn that was a great idea. Zeke you and Shawn both screwed me. I don't care about your stupid truth. I don't care about your messenjahs just know this. TOBEY IS BACK! AND TOBEY IS THE MAC!

(Tobey leaves the ring and the crowd is chanting TOBEY! TOBEY!)

JR: The Messenjahs are coming in the ring! They're going after Witherspoon!

Elijah and Solomon kick Witherspoon in the gut.
They hook him up and execute the double Messenjah Bomb.
Ezekiel drops an elbow on Witherspoon's neck as Aquatic runs into the ring.

KING: What's Aquatic doing? Get out of there!

(Aquatic hits Ezekiel a few times with her clipboard before Ezekiel grabs her and pulls her off.)

JR: TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF THAT WOMAN!

Elijah knees Aquatic in the gut, and gives her a DDT.
The crowd is screaming and booing as Elijah and Solomon hook Aquatic up.
Aquatic goes crashing to the ground with a Messenjah Bomb.

JR: CURSE THEM! CURSE THESE SO-CALLED MESSENJAHS FOR PUTTING THEIR HANDS ON A DEFENSELESS YOUNG WOMAN!

(P.O.D.'s "The Messenjah" plays as Ezekiel, Elijah, and Solomon exit the ring, arms raised triumphantly.)

JR: We'll be right back!

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(Mafioso is standing in the parking garage of the Von Braun Civic Center
when a black sedan pulls in. Mafioso walks up to the back passenger side as
his manager Carlos steps out. Both men stare each other in the eye before
shaking hands.)

Carlos: So have you thought about what I said before I left?

Mafioso: Yeah and I made a decision. I'll tell you all about it inside. Some
things have changed and I think I can get you to change your mind about the
whole Urban Legends situation!

(Mafioso and Carlos walk into the Center as the camera fades)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Croydon, London, England...
Weighing in at 302 pounds...

The Headhunter

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez...
Fighting out of Mexico City...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Mafioso

(Mobb Deep's Quiet Storm starts to blast over the PA system as the lights
dim low and a shower of sparks comes streaming down onto the top of the
ramp. A shadowy figure appears standing under the sparks. After a few
seconds the lights come back on to reveal Mafioso standing at the top as
the Bruisertron lights up and the words ABOVE THE LAW scroll across the
screen in old english letters followed by the Urban Legends logo. Mafioso
makes his way down to the ring followed by his manager Carlos)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Mafioso kicks The Headhunter.
The Headhunter punches Mafioso.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing The Headhunter.
Mafioso hits The Headhunter.
Mafioso punches The Headhunter.
You could hear a pin drop.
Mafioso punches The Headhunter.
Mafioso is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Mafioso uses a spinebuster on The Headhunter.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Mafioso makes a fist,puts up forefinger and pinky finger then spits through them
.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Mafioso puts The Headhunter in a single-leg Boston crab.
The Headhunter is valiantly trying to break the hold.
The Headhunter grabs the ropes after 5 seconds.
Mafioso goes for floatover DDT, but The Headhunter blocks it.
The Headhunter goes for a piledriver, but Mafioso counters it with a backdrop.
Mafioso makes a fist,puts up forefinger and pinky finger then spits through them
.
Mafioso is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Mafioso goes for a backdrop, but The Headhunter counters it with a sunset flip.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
The Headhunter goes for a jumping DDT, but Mafioso throws him off.
Mafioso hits The Headhunter with a pumphandle slam.
Mafioso goes for floatover DDT, but The Headhunter blocks it.
The Headhunter goes for a bearhug, but Mafioso counters it with a punch.
Mafioso goes for a superkick, but The Headhunter ducks out of the way.
The Headhunter hits Mafioso with a sidewalk slam.
The Headhunter is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Headhunter hits a jumping DDT on Mafioso.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing The Headhunter.

King: This guy's an idiot!

JR: Maybe in your opinion King but Mafioso is gaining the upper hand on
Headhunter right now. Mafioso connecting with some rights and lefts squarly
with the jaw.

King: A few more like that and The Headhunter will have to eat through a
straw! Hey at least his mouth would be shut!

JR: The Headhunter just got dropped by a super kick! Mafioso takes a couple
of steps back then runs towards The Headhunter and kicks his head like a
soccer ball! Headhunter now staggering to his feet but gets planted onto
the mat hard by a belly to belly suplex! Mafioso showing his vicious side
here tonight and continuing the assualt by applying the single leg Boston
Crab.

King: Why doesn't that moron tap out and just end it?

Mafioso hits the opponent in the head with a loaded sock.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
He goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Mafioso!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(A camera catches Kolic in the locker room catches Kolic working on his
computer)

Kolic: (Turning to the cameraman) You finally found me. Took you long
enough. Put it down and leave.

CM: Well, usually I stay in during the interview...

Kolic: PUT IT DOWN!!!

CM: Yes sir!

(The CM carefully puts the camera down and runs out of the room)

Kolic: Revolution...Revolution was supposed to be Prime Time's ascent into
greatness. Where we prove that we are the truly great stable. But we FAILED!

(Kolic picks up a glass and throws it against a wall)

Kolic: I lost my title to that ignoramus Judge! Tamer lost his
Intercontinental champ to Hardcore Harry, a man more boring and bland than
this joke of a town! Headhunter was defeated in his OWN MATCH to a punk with
a superiority complex!

King: Look who's talking!

Kolic: There was...one success. Tyrone, our newest member, won the biggest
title in the business. My congratulations to him. However, that great
success cannot overcome the blinding failure. Then those little punks,
whatever they're called, made it their business to "teach me a lesson". At
least they had the good sense not to go after Tyrone, or this would be a
eulogy.

But...I've had a week to think about it, which is more than all these people
do in a lifetime, and they may be right. I have been too prideful of my
intelligence, but I haven't done anything about it. All I've done for the
past few months is say I'm smarter than everyone else, but the message
hasn't gotten through. I must change my ways. I must make the lessons more
personal, more...violent. It starts with... the Messenjahs.

Those idiots think wrongdoing comes from sin. Idiots. People do wrong
because they're ignorant. They don't know how to do right. They do what they
think is best for them, even when it obviously isn't. I will teach them. I
will show them the right way. They will herald me as a prophet, a hero in a
coward's age. I will be feared and respected by ALL!

Perhaps another change is in order. I have to make arrangements for what is
to come. All those who wronged me will receive their just rewards.

(Kolic picks up a cell phone and starts to dial)

Kolic: This is too important for you people to see. You'll find out soon
enough.

(Manual Fade)

(The stadium lights flicker. Red dust falls from the rafters, floating, and
flashing in the bright beams of light. The crowd mumbles in anticipation.)

KING: JR! What's happening?

JR: I don't know King.

(Bursts of light protrude from the Bruisertron. Images of desperate faces
glare out at the crowd.)

KING: Those sure are some ugly people JR!

JR: I think I saw your mother up there King.

(A deep, dark voice reverberates through the arena's PA speakers.)

VOICE: I suppose you've all been wondering where I've been for the past two
years, or even who I am. Well let me enlighten you, here and now, for all
eternity.

(The arena quietens under the thick darkness. The Bruisertron begins playing
a pre-recorded scene from a hospital's patient room.)

(A large, bandaged male, rests under the sheets, getting some shuteye. A
title card appears on the Bruisertron.)

TITLE CARD: TWO YEARS EARLIER

(An elderly doctor enters the room, reading from a chart.)

Doctor: So, what do we have here? (Beat) Nurse.

(An attractive, slender nurse enters the room.)

Nurse: Can I help you doctor?

Doctor: Yes, please remove the patient's facial bandages, if you will.

KING (ringside): AAHH! I've seen this, porno. I mean, film before. Watch
this JR!

(The nurse removes the bandages, revealing MYERS)

KING (ringside): AAAHHH! Myers is a porn actor!

JR (ringside): Quiet King!

(The doctor leans in close, examining Myers' facial tissue.)

Doctor: Appears the operation was a complete success Mister Myers.

(Myers is still groggy and disorientated.)

Myers: Doctor, everything is still a blur.

Doctor: Your senses will return. You've just undergone an extensive
operation. The skin surrounding those scars was hard to regraft, but we
managed.

Myers: Thankyou doctor.

Doctor: Nurse, we must let Mister Myers rest.

(The doctor and nurse exit the room, flicking off the lights as they leave.)

Myers: BMWF, I will be back, I will be back!

TITLE CARD: PRESENT DAY

(A cameraman, backstage, trembles and weaving his way through a succession
of darkened curtains. A light bulb flickers overhead. The cameraman's
breathing rises above the constant humming of the flickering bulb.)

(The camera comes to a complete stop. It pans across to find a hunched over
Myers, head bowed, meshed between a number of curtains.)

Myers: What Loomis put me through was too much to withstand. I had to leave,
recompose myself and reassess the situation. The situation was; I was
holding onto my sanity by a thin strand. A strand that was bound to break,
and when it did break, I desperately wanted to be anywhere but here. The
surgery fixed by decaying body, but my soul still needed rescuing.

(Myers raises his head, puts his arms by his side.)

Myers: I was a fool; Loomis had me under complete control. And that deal
with my long lost sister, a lie. I can't believe I was deceived so easily,
but then again I was eager to believe I still had a family.

(A smile breaks on Myers face.)

Myers: I had some good times here; it took me a long time to remember that.
I really did... Those who suffered the fate of the Final Reckoning, I still
recall your fatal screams. Alongside the violent memories, I cling to the
ones of true family; Scotty, Tyrone, Slayder, you guys showed me aside of
humanity I was not ready for... but now I am thankful for your generosity.

(Myers brushes his emerging hair back.)

Myers: I'm back to create some new memories, and perhaps back a few backs...
For, hell is not a place... it's STILL an image of my face!

Myers: (to the cameraman) Now leave me!

(Fade to black.)

>>>

(The lights go out in the arena and the BruiserTron screen fills with a blue light. The first few notes of "Bring me To Life" plays as the crowd explodes. On the screen, we see images of animals hooting, howling, screeching, barking, etc. The light returns, and in the light appear two silhouttes.

PA: WAKE ME UP!

(On the screen come the following words)

AT KING OF THE KOSMOS…..THE RETURN OF THE ECO-SYSTEM….THEY'RE BAAAACK.

(The lights return as the crowd cheers.)

JR: The Eco-System is coming back at King of the Kosmos! Our Norwegian exiles are returning home!

KING: Who cares about any of those morons coming back? Let's get to something good!

>>>

(Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski is walking down a hall when he is approached by The Couch...)

Couch: Sledge, may I have a word?

(Sledge looks at Couch slightly annoyed...)

Sledge: Where's Slim Jim?

Couch: he's on a special assignment....

Sledge: What the hell??? Slim's the only one I got that chemistry with ya know?

Couch: what are you talking about Sledge?

Sledge: he's the only one of you guys who actually makes it feel like I'm talking to an old friend.... not doing an interview...

Couch: I see... how do you feel about that....

Sledge: that's exactly what I'm talking about...

Couch: what are you talking about....

Sledge: never mind....

Couch: what about your match tonight teaming with Lowedown?

(Just as Sledge goes to answer his phone rings.... he grabs it and brings it to his face...)

Sledge: WHAT!!!!!

(Sledge swats at the camera and it goes to black....)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

(The lights go dark, Matrix characters scroll down the Bruisertron. After a
second, letters stop to form KOLIC. Pyros flare, and P.O.D.'s "Sleeping
Awake" blares on the PA)

PA: Reveal to me, the mysteries
Can you tell me what it means?
Explain these motions and metaphors
Unlock these secrets in me

(Kolic walks out from the back and walks to the ring.)

PA: Define the riddles of my mind
Nothing is really as it seems

(Kolic hops onto the apron and handspring flips over the top rope. He
bounces off the ropes as he waits for his opponent.)

LILLY: His opponent...
From Phoenix, Arizona...
Weighing in at 249 pounds...

William Black


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
William Black goes for a vertical suplex, but Kolic slides down his back.
Kolic executes a spin kick on William Black.
Kolic goes for a spin kick, but William Black ducks out of the way.
William Black whips Kolic into the ropes, but Kolic reverses it.
William Black hits Kolic with a clothesline.
William Black nails Kolic with an armdrag takedown.
William Black nails Kolic with 10 punch in corner.
The crowd is going crazy.
William Black whips Kolic into the ropes.
Kolic misses with a kick.
Kolic almost takes William Black's head off with a clothesline
Kolic is going for the cover.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Kolic uses irish whip on William Black.
Kolic hits William Black.
Kolic hits William Black.
Kolic is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Kolic goes for a punch, but William Black reverses it.
William Black kicks Kolic.
William Black has the crowd going wild.
William Black kicks Kolic.
William Black hits Kolic with an eye gouge.
William Black hits a flying forearm on Kolic.
The crowd is going crazy.
William Black goes for the Empty Chamber '03, but Kolic counters it with
an elbow to the head.
A fan at ringside badmouths Kolic.
Kolic goes for irish whip, but William Black blocks it.
William Black uses a gutwrench suplex on Kolic.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
William Black complains about a slow count.
William Black hoists Kolic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Kolic crashing hard to the mat.
William Black goes for an eye gouge, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic goes for irish whip, but William Black blocks it.
William Black hits Kolic.
Kolic kicks William Black.
William Black throws Rick Patrick over the top rope.
Rick Patrick is out cold.
Kolic hits William Black with irish whip.
Kolic kicks William Black.
Kolic further incites the crowd.
Kolic hits William Black.
Numerous fans are using Kolic for target practice.
Kolic hits a Russian legsweep on William Black.
Kolic smacks William Black with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic executes a spin kick on William Black.
Rick Patrick crawls back into the ring.
Rick Patrick is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job.
Rick Patrick disqualifies William Black.
Numerous fans are using Kolic for target practice.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Kolic!

JR: We'll be right back!

PA: CONSIDER THIS AN INVITATION TO MY GANGSTA NATION!

(The Brusiertron shows an image of a spinning globe. It slows down and pauses over the US. The outline of California glows red, and then screen zooms in on the stage. It is engulfed in red, and this spreads throughout the US. Then the screen changes to the words “Church of Legends”, before pyro explodes from the stage. “Gangsta Nation” by Westside Connection blasts through the Von Braun Civic Center. Dreadnaught emerges through the smoke and stands on the top of the stage. He has a mic in his hand and puts it up to his lips.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, how is Huntsville, feelin’ tonight?

(The fans scream as Dreadnaught stands on the top of the stage.)

Dreadnaught: Yeah, I know you cats is diggin’ Dread, but the problem is, I ain’t coming up big for ya’ll! So, from this point forward, I am gonna rep even harder for the streets, and I am gonna show the world what I can do in that ring!

(Dreadnaught points down to the ring.)

Dreadnaught: That is MY house! That is where I get busy! And from this day forward, the Decon in the Church of Legends will not be disgraced in my home! You can bank on that, as a chump I smacked around used to say! I ain’t gonna stand for my losing anymore! I am better than that, and instead of complaining about not getting MY world title shot, I am gonna do what peeps on the streets do! I am gonna prove to the World that I have earned it! I am made a challenge just yesterday! In order to show the world how great I am, I want to be the number 1 contender! And who is that person now…?

King: I would guess Lowedown!

Dreadnaught: Yo, the man sitting in the second spot right now is our Intercontinental Champion, Hardcore Harry! Harry has earned his spot, and that’s all I’m looking for! Harry, I begged you for a shot at that gold! See, other people will sit up here and complain all day long! All I want is a fair shot. I want to make my name, I don’t want it handed to me! So Harry, I see you took me up on this offer. Now let us show the world who the better man is!

(Dreadnaught paces back and forth on the stage.)

Dreadnaught: And as far as tonight’s match goes, I got some ladies in the back keeping me loose, so that when I explode on Box, Sledge, and White Lightning, they won’t remember where they are, let along that crappy city they came from! So, tonight is the time that I came to bring the pain! And tonight, I am gonna go the distance. I got one match with my Legends brothers, and then I face Harry for what I really want. Harry, that IC strap is mine. And you can’t stop me!

(Dreadnaught holds his hands up high as “Gangsta Nation” erupts through the arena as he walks through the back.)

>>>

(The scene opens up with Tai Hashi walking down the hallway focused on his match-up against The Judge for the Light-Heavyweight Championship. Suddenly, he is interupted by Kevin Kellie.)

Kevin Kellie: Tai Hashi, can I have a few words before your match?

Tai Hashi: Yeh, I got time.

Kevin Kellie: Over the past year you've had many shots at the Light-Heavyweight Championship, you've only won one of those matches, tonight you face The Judge, a person you've never faced before in a Light-Heavyweight Title contest. Do you think this match will be different to the others?

Tai Hashi: Yes, I've faced The Judge now and again in other matches but never for the Light-Heavyweight Championship, but tonight I will go out there totally focused on The Judge, after I've beaten him, then I can focus on the title.

Kevin Kellie: If you fail to win the Light-Heavyweight Championship, will you give up? Or will you keep striving for it?

Tai Hashi: First thing, I will NOT fail to win the Light-Heavyweight Championship tonight, and secondly, remember, I'm "Mr. Persistence", and Mr. Persistence is not a gimmick, it's a strategy.

Kevin Kellie: And how abou....

Tai Hashi: I'd love to answer more of your questions Kev, but my match is right now. Wish me luck.

(Tai runs off leaving Kevin looking at the camera.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Aquatic...
Fighting out of Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
The Judge

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

(Black and white pyros shoot off around the stage as the Judge Joe Brown theme hits. The Judge and Aquatic appear from behind the curtains with The Judge holding his BMWF Light-Heavyweight title over his shoulder. They walk about halfway down the ramp and then stop. The Judge raises his gavel in the air and then brings it down three times, each time a black and white pyro shoots off behind them. The Judge and Aquatic enter the ring and The Judge raises his Light-Heavyweight title in the air as Aquatic stands there with her arms folded. The Judge grabs a mic from ringside as the crowd cheers.)

Judge: HUNTSVILLE, AL-A-BAMA...

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: COURT IS NOW IN SESSION!

(The crowd cheers again.)

Judge: Tonight everyone here gets to witness my first title defense in my third run as the Light-Heavyweight champion! Now if everyone can remember back to my second run, wait...who am I kidding, no one forgot my run as Light-Heavyweight champ! Because that run lasted a full total of nine months! Now Tai Hashi is coming down here tonight, not even a full week after I took the title from Kolic at Revolution, and he thinks he can take the title away from me that fast? And then to top that, he accuses me of trying to steal his girlfriend from him? Tai, you better get your head back into this world before I decide to knock it back out!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: So now that I have presented the case, it's time for my Jury right here in Huntsville to make your decision! So if you think The Judge will defeat Tai Hashi right here tonight and retain his Light-Heavyweight title, let me hear ya!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen, I have reached my verdict and I have decided that The Judge will pin Tai tonight for the 1..2...3, and...

Judge/Crowd: THAT...IS...FINAL!

(The Judge hands his title over to the ref and then hands his judge robe and gavel to Aquatic who takes them and then exits the ring.)


LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 190 pounds...

"Mr. Persistence" Tai Hashi

("Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine blares through the PA systems. The arena lights flash green and purple violently. Tai Hashi walks out from behind the curtains to a big pop from the crowd, he stops on top of the ramp and raises his two fists in the air in a John Cena fashion but the two little fingers are together. Tai sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and motions a belt around his waist. He jumps back down and waits for the match to begin.)
 

*DING DING*

JR: The Judge whips Tai Hashi into the ropes, Tai bounces back, The Judge attempts a back body drop but Tai jumps over him and hits a sunset flip.

Ref: One, two, shoulder-up.

JR: Tai picks up The Judge by his hair and hits a sweet hurricanrana, The Judge gets up to his knees, The Rock Star bounces against the ropes and dropkicks The Judge in the face.

JR: Tai Hashi whips The Judge into the ropes, but The Judge reverses it.
Aquatic trips Tai Hashi.
Rick Patrick threatens The Judge with disqualification.
Rick Patrick warns Aquatic.
Kolic comes to ringside.
The Judge goes for neckbreaker, but Tai Hashi blocks it.
Tai Hashi hits straight kick on The Judge.
Tai Hashi punches The Judge.
The crowd is starting to get behind Tai Hashi.
Tai Hashi punches The Judge.
The Judge kicks Tai Hashi.
The Judge is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
The Judge kicks Tai Hashi.
The Judge throws Tai Hashi into the turnbuckle.
The Judge goes for neckbreaker, but Tai Hashi blocks it.
Rick Patrick is back on the job.
Tai Hashi goes for a stiff karate kick to the head, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge uses a big boot to the face on Tai Hashi.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge takes Tai Hashi down with neckbreaker.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge hits Tai Hashi with a DDT.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge nails Tai Hashi with neckbreaker.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge almost takes Tai Hashi's head off with a clothesline
The Judge uses a legdrop on Tai Hashi.
The Judge covers Tai Hashi.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge goes for a legdrop, but Tai Hashi rolls out of the way.
Tai Hashi whips The Judge into the ropes.
Tai Hashi hits The Judge with a clothesline.
The Judge falls out of the ring.
Tai Hashi goes through the ropes.
Aquatic comes from behind, but Tai Hashi nails Aquatic.
The Judge hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Tai Hashi.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
The Judge further incites the crowd.
The Judge reenters the ring.
Tai Hashi follows him back in.
The Judge takes Tai Hashi down with a DDT.
The Judge smacks Tai Hashi with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge whips Tai Hashi into the ropes.
The Judge executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Tai Hashi.
The Judge covers Tai Hashi.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: Tai Hashi whips Judge into the ropes and rushes at him, but The Judge leapfrogs over Tai. Tai turns around quickly and Judge attempts a roundhouse kick, but Tai catches Judge's foot! The Judge then leaps in the air and hits an enziguiri, kicking Tai right in the chin!

King: OUCH!

JR: Tai Hashi stumbles into the corner and The Judge runs in, hitting a huge frog splash! As Tai groggily tries to walk around, The Judge jumps onto the ropes and then leaps off, taking down Tai Hashi with a cross body block off of the ropes! The Judge quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle and as Tai Hashi gets to his feet, Judge leaps off the turnbuckle and hits the Gavel Smash! Judge covers Tai!

Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is vociferously booing The Judge.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is The Judge!

JR: Pain has walked out here.

King: I know he has issues with both the Judge and Tai.... But which one is he here for?

JR: Pain is walking closer to the ring.

King: I think we are about to find out!!!!

JR: Pain steps over the top rope!!! He walks over and shakes the Judge's hand!!! He is here for Tai!!!!

King: This is going to be great!!!!

(The Judge goes to leave but Pain catches him from behind and spins him around. Pain chokeslams him to the mat.)

JR: HE WAS HERE FOR THE JUDGE!!!! IT WAS THE JUDGE HE WANTED ALL ALONG!!!!

King: He is not through with him yet either!!!!

JR: PAIN JUST THREW THE JUDGE OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH ONE HAND!!!!

King: That is one strong man.

JR: Pain follows out..... TOMBSTONE ON THE FLOOR!!!! HE COULD HAVE BROKEN THAT YOUNGSTER'S NECK!!!!!

King: He said the Judge dodged him for a long time.

>>>

JR: I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU KING, BUT THIS OLD OKLAHOMA SOONER HAS AN ITCH THAT ONLY OUR FINE BMWF CONCESSION STANDS CAN SCRATCH!!!

King: GOOD IDEA JR!! I’M IN THE MOOD FOR SOME LOW CARB SLEDGEHAMMER SHAPED FRENCH FRIES!!

JR: What are we gonna do about it King?

King: Send out the fleet of Interns? No, they’ll get the order wrong. A COMMERCIAL!! YEAH, A COMMERCIAL!!

JR: WE’LL BE RIGHT BACK AFTER A WORD FROM OUR SPONSER…

(The camera fades to show Bob “Box” Bartelstein in the ring dismantling a sparring partner with a Box Drop off the top rope. Box exits the ring and a Sexy Ho hands him a towel.)

Sexy Ho #1: Here you go “Boxman”, just how you like it, nice and wet.

Box: Thanks Honey.

(Box looks the Sexy Ho up and down and then looks into the camera.)

Box: I bet you guys think this is one of those boner commercials. Oh no, there’s a reason why I’m called The Boxman.

(Two more Sexy Hos walk into camera view.)

Sexy Ho #1, #2, #3: You know it Boxman.

Box: I’m here about something more relevant to my life. That’s right. I’m talking about taxes. See, before I achieved greatness and stardom in the BMWF….

(Camera quickly changes to show Box pinning Dreadnaught in the middle of the ring..1..2…3…with the crowd chanting “TCW!!!”)

(The camera switches back to Box standing in a three piece business suit holding a briefcase in one hand and his black aluminum baseball bat in the other.)

Box: I was a practicing accountant. I would get the lowest tax rates for my clients as legally possible. Now though, it’s hard to keep up with doing my taxes, Stone Cold Bruiser’s and TCW’s while still maintaining my level of greatness in the ring. That’s why, come tax time, The Boxman relies on one and one only tax program for your home computer….TURBO TAX!!!

(The camera transitions to Box sitting in front of his home office computer surrounded by the three Sexy Hos.)

Sexy Ho #2: Oh Boxman, I owe the IRS. How can I fix it?

Box: Well honey, did you have any unreimbursed work related expenses?

(Sexy Ho #2 looks down and her heaving chest, gently pushes them up a little and then looks back at Box.)

Sexy Ho #2: You bet I did Boxman. TWO OF THEM!!

(Box types some numbers into the computer and then the monitor flashes, “REFUND = $10,000”)

Sexy Ho #2: Boxman, you’re my hero, how could I ever repay you?

Box: I can think of a way sugar. Don’t thank me though….THANK TURBO TAX!!! DOING YOUR TAXES SINCE 1996……THE CHICAGO WAY!!!

(The commercial ends with Box holding the Turbo Tax box with the Three Sexy Hos each modeling different versions of the product.)

(Highway to Hell begins to pour thru the Von Braun center as an image of the earth appears on the Bruisertron. The image is magnified unitl it shows a deserted highway with a roadsign that says "Hell Population 3")

PA: GOING MY WAY!?!?!?

JR: I think buisness is about to pick up here King!

(Reno Fontayne steps thru the bruisertron curtains wearing his black leather tunic and black leather jeans. The fans roar as Reno raises his giant black bible over his head and heads toward the ring.)

JR: Apparantly Reno has something to say!
King: What has this turned into! Christian Wrestling Channel!!?!?!?
JR: HEY! THAT GIMMICK MIGHT WORK!!

(Reno enters the ring as he does a large black pulpit lowers from the lights before settling in the center of the ring.)

JR: Looks Like were gonna get a sermon from the book of Reno KING!!

King: Great I'll do what I always do at Church! Wake me when it's over!

JR: You are dispicable!!

(Reno places the large bible on the pulpit as he does he removes his leather duster exposing his chiseled arms and his leather clerics tunic.)

Reno: HUNTSVILLE!!!! WELCOME MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS TO THE CHURCH OF THE LEGENDS!!! DEACON DREADNAUGHT AND BROTHER LOWE AND MYSELF WELCOME YOU!!! Tonite were gonna talk about Sinners!!! Those that call themselves TCW!!! Brave are they that obtain victory without accepting the challenge of the Church!!! They have gone as far as to recruit another Heretic! This White Lightning!! Tonite Here in the Church of the Legends, In HUNTSVILLE ALABAMA!!!! They will see why we are called Legends!! They will see what happens when they disrespect the three most powerfull forces in the Church!!

(The crowd erupts as Reno begins doing his trademark strut across the ring behind the pulpit.)

JR: IT'S GOOD TO SEE THAT AGAIN KING!!

Reno: Now onto Church Buisness!! Our ministry of the street The Urban Squad ! They are in search of victory!! And Brothers Lowe and Dread and myself believe that under the guidance of Brother Black they will find those victories. Congratulations are in order for an old Foe of mine! Tyrone Smith!! The Jamaican Monster has finally captured the World Title!! Congratualtions Brother Rone' beware those that appear to be friends for they may have intentions of ill will toward you now that you have a position of power! Brothers and Sisters!! The time of Legends has come!! The time of the Church is Now!! Are you ready to move forward with Me!!! Are you ready to move into the next chapter of the BMWF story!!! Are you Ready!!!

(The crowd begins to whip itself into a frenzy as Reno plays to them taunting them to get louder!)

RENO: All those in agreeance said!!

CROWD: AMEN!!!!!

(Church organ music begins to play as Reno exits the ring and the pulpit raises into the rafters.)

JR: It looks like the Preacher has worked up his congregation tonite
King:ZZZZ!!!ZZZZ!!
JR: King Wake UP!!
King: OH SORRY!!

>>>

(The scene opens in Tyrone's room. He's pinning up posters of former Sports
Illustrated Swimsuit models on his wall next to a full size poster of Rachel
Pitt. After pinning up Tyra Banks next to Rachel, he kisses his hand and
slaps it on to both women's lips.)

Tyrone: Damn, I love my girls.

(There's a knock at the door)

Tyrone: Sup?

(Tamer walks in with Jade by the collar)

Tamer: You really got to do something with Scooby Doo over here. Clancy's
already lost four pair of pants from her.

(They both laugh)

Tyrone: Come 'ere, pooch. She just wants some space to run 'bout.

(Jade runs up to Tyrone and he starts to pet her)

Tamer: Well, you did see our back yard, right?

Tyrone: Yeah, but year-round Christmas lights aren't really her t'ing...

Tamer: Christmas lights?! Me and Vern worked hard on having the backyard
well lit with expensive lighting fixtures and...

Tyrone: Save me da Home-an'-Garden speech.

Tamer: (laughs) Man... I can see the sibling rivalry already.

Tyrone: Yeah, I'm da cool older brotha, who always hasta push ya, da younger
dorky brotha, in da right direction.

Tamer: Oh, you do plenty of pushing, but I don't think it's always in the
right direction.

Tyrone: (chuckles, sacastically) Why, what do ya mean?

Tamer: The strip club last week in New York.

Tyrone: Oh yeah...

Tamer: And they turned out to be men...

Tyrone: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh... dat neva happened. If ya pretend like it didn't
happen, it neva did...

Tamer: My point exactly... Next time you say (in a very bad Tyrone
impersonation) "C'mon daaawg, dis gon' be fun, mon! I know some of da girls
dat work HURRRRRRRRRRRR" I'll remind you of last week.

(Tyrone grabs Jade's collar and whispers something into the dog's ear. She
starts to growl at Tamer)

Tamer: What's she doi...

(Jade starts to bark seemingly uncontrollably and jumps towards Tamer, but
Tyrone is holding her back, still whispering something to her)

Tamer: Man, come on, Tyrone... That's not cool.

Tyrone: Stay still.

(Nearly instantaneously as Tyrone speaks, Jade quits barking and sits down
as calm as can be)

Tyrone: (Laughs) You like dat trick?

Tamer: HELL NO!

(Jade begins to bark again, causing Tamer to jump back)

Tyrone: (still laughing) Wrong answer. Stay still.

(Jade stops again)

Tamer: Ok, Mr. Bully, is that how it's going to be?

Tyrone: What? Is ya gonna get yer hamster on me?

Tamer: OOH a funny ma...

(Jade growls)

Tyrone: She said "Use yer inside voice"

Tamer: You know what? I'll call your cell when dinner's ready.

Tyrone: You do dat princess.

(Tamer walks out of the room. Tyrone pets his dog)

Tyrone: Good girl. Dat's a good girl. (Laughs)

(The Lights go out as "Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera begins to blare all over the arena. Lightning Bolt Symbols flash throughout the crowd as White Lightning walks onto the ramp with a spotlight on him. He has the All-American Title over his shoulder and a microphone in hand.)

JR: Looks like we are about to be joined by White Lightning!

King: Oh Joy!

(White Lightning walks down to the ring area and enters the ring as the lights turn back on and the music quits playing. White Lightning pulls the microphone up to his mouth.)

White Lightning: Huntsville, Alabama is good old American City, and I know you people are so proud to have the All-American Champion in your presence. The All-American Title is the exact reason why I am out here. You see when, the All-American Title was put into effect, it was suppose to be the Most Sought after Title in the BMWF, and since I won it, it seems like everyone has been just…. Scared!

(White Lightning looks around the crowd with a confused look on his face.)

White Lightning: It's pretty sad, I know. People seem to be threatened by my legendary status. It's about time this ended. That's why tonight, I am telling everyone in this fed, that if they want a shot at the All-American Title, speak up and give me a reason why you deserve a shot, and I'll gladly grant you the title shot, no questions asked. You can do this in a number of ways, in an interview, or you can even contact my office via e-mail.

King: Pretty much like an open challenge

JR: I'm not sure about giving a reason as to why you deserve a shot

White Lightning: So, who will it be first? Who wants a shot at the All-American Title? Will it be Blizzard? That punk Hashi? Maybe even that washed up loser Lowedown! Who's going to prove they are a man and step up to the plate?

(White Lightning holds up the All-American Title.)

White Lightning: This is the prize, boys and girls. You only have to get through a living legend to get it! Remember, Give me a reason why you deserve a shot, and you will be granted a shot at the All-American Title.

(White Lightning throws down the microphone and exits the ring as "Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera is playing over the PA.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe

(The lights in the Von Braun Civic Center go out as a strobe effect begins automatically getting the Huntsville, Alabama capacity crowd to stand up and roar with boos and the infamous chants as Nirvana's "Lithium" blasts from the speakers. Stepping out from the back wearing a BMWF sleeveless t-shirt and ripped denim shorts with black scuffed Doc Martins is Axe.)

(He soaks in the boos and chants before making his descent down the rampway egging the crowd on more.)

(Once reaching the end of the ramp he rolls underneath the bottom rope and slowly gets to his feet getting the mic from the ring announcer as the music stops and the lights return to normal. The crowd begin the chant...)

CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

(Axe jumps up to the middle turnbuckle and soaks it all in before hopping back down pacing around the ring with a look of hate, determination in his eyes. Finally the crowd stop and Axe raises the mic to his lips beginning to speak.)

Axe: Tonight you inbread hicks are going to see a new Television Champion!

(The capacity crowd showers with boos as Axe cracks a smile.)

Axe: Tonight Shane Perish will no longer have his one week reign and will feel The Loner's Landing! I am ready Shane...I am full of hate...and it is about to become unleashed and there's nothing you can do about it...your *Bleep* can do about it or any of these slack jawed yokels can do about it either!

(Crowd continues to boo loudly.)

Axe: You best come as Asylum or not come at all because I am striving for gold and you best believe I am going to get it no matter what I have to do to you! Your time has come and gone and it is my time! My spotlight! And all of you fans will show me with respect!

(The crowd continues with the boos.)

JR: I highly doubt that.

Axe: So enough talking...and Shane I hope you got that title nice and shined up for it's new owner...ME!

(Axe hands the mic back as the crowd continue to boo as he rests his arms on the ropes as he waits for the bell and his opponent.)

LILLY: His opponent...
From Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
Shane "Sy" Perish

(The lights in the arena dim to complete darkness. Suddenly a blinding flash
goes off with a thunderous boom.)

PA: Now It's your time to Perish!!!

("Superstar 2" by Saliva goes over the PA system. Gold strobes start
flashing over the crowd accompanied by blue laser lights. Shane walks from
behind the curtain with the T.V. title draped over his left shoulder. He is
followed out by Jacklyn J..)

JR: There's our current and reigning Television champion.

King: He beat Ash just last week to win the title back.

JR: Sadly enough your right King.

(Shane and Jacklyn reach the ring and Shane slides in the ring he hands the
belt to the ref and turns his attention to the stage to wait for Axe.)


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

As soon as the bell sounds Axe takes Shane Perish down with a shoulder block. Shane quickly gets up but is dropped with a dropkick to the face.

JR: Axe is working right away on Shane wasting no time!

King: He's on Shane like a fat woman on a bucket of chicken!

JR: Another great joke from the King himself.

King: Thanks!

JR: I was being sarcastic. Back to the match!

Axe scrapes his boot across the face of Shane and then begins to choke him blatantly stopping at the count of four.

JR: Axe now has Shane back to his feet and delivers a hard chop across the chest!
Followed by a second knife hand chop!
And a third!

Axe kicks Shane in the gut causing him to double over and hooks his head between Axe's legs and lifts him for a powerbomb.

JR: Axe going for a P-OH MY GAWD!
Axe just powerbombed Shane Perish against the turnbuckle and he's slumped in the corner!

Axe begins to choke Shane with his boot and stops at the count of four.
He then drags Shane by the legs and splits them open before kicking him blantantly in the groin.

JR: Axe playing dirty as expected from someone like himself!

King: Nothing wrong with that JR!

JR: Axe is now stomping away at the chest of Shane!
Axe is grabbing both of Shane's and OH! Hotshot into the ropes and Shane is tangled up!

Axe begins to choke Shane against the ropes but stops at the count of four.
As Shane is still caught in between the ropes Axe climbs up to the top turnbuckle.

JR: Axe is about to take a high risk manuever here!
Axe leaping off the turnbuckle and OH MY! He just landed a legdrop onto the back of Shane his neck pressing against the ropes!

King: That will give you rope burn!

Axe drags Shane out from the tangled ropes and gets him to his feet whipping him into the ropes.
As he returns Axe catches him with a Powerslam followed by a pin but uses the ropes for leverage.

One......two.........thr....Ref sees Axe using the ropes and warns him with a disqualification.

JR: Axe is trying to cheat his way to a victory by using those ropes but luckily the ref saw.
OH COME ON NOW! Axe is eye gouging Shane!
Axe stops just at four and was lucky not to get DQ'ed there!

King: Good ol' eye gouge you know that reminds me of one of my matches against...

JR: Not now King! Back to the match!
Axe has Shane to his feet and OH! Nice vertical suplex!
And Axe still has a hold of Shane looking for number two!
There's a second! Here comes the third! A trifecta of vertical suplexes!

Axe goes to the second turnbuckle and leaps off with an elbow drop landing directly on the chest of Shane.

JR: Nice elbow drop from Axe.
And here's a pin!
One.......two....th-kick out! Shane is still alive in this match!

King: Yeah and Axe doesn't look to happy about it either!

Axe gets Shane Perish to his feet and delivers a left hand.
Shane connects Axe with a right hand causing his to stagger back.
As Shane goes for another Axe side steps and executes a thumb to the eye.

JR: This is getting out of hand Axe is cheating like crazy damn it!

King: So? It's Shane Perish! HA! HA!

JR: Now Axe just back raked Shane and Axe has him hooked for a belly-to-back suplex.
OH! And Shane took quite the trip and is right near the turnbuckle!

King: Look at Jacklyne J! She's yelling at Shane to get up!

Axe slides out the ring and as Jackylne J. comes over trying to attack Axe decks her.

JR: OUCH! Axe just cleaned Jacklyne's clock!

King: NO! Puppies!

Axe grabs Shane's arm and drags him near the turnbuckle post as the ref is at the count of four.

JR: This doesn't look good King!

King: I know Jacklyne is unconscious I should go help her!

JR: Not that King! Axe is about to crack Shane's arm against the turnbuckle!

Axe swings Shane's arm back and sends it flying forward against the post as Shane screams in pain.
Axe slides in the ring and back out to restart the count.

JR: Axe is grabbing that arm again and OH!! Did you hear that?!
This is sick and inhumane! MY GAWD! A third! Shane must be feeling incredible pain right now!

Axe enters the ring and begins stomping away at the arm and shoulder as Shane winces and rolls in agony.

JR: Axe is now dragging Shane to the center of the ring...and he's got the armbar locked in!

King: TAP SHANE!

Axe slowly begins to apply more pressure as Shane continues to scream but shakes his head no to the ref when asked to submit.
Axe wrenches the arm is even more and leans back as Shane is screaming like a madman.

JR: Axe looks like he's going to break that arm!

King: Can't complain.

Axe continues to wrench on the arm but decides to release it and executes an elbowsmash to the head.
Axe goes for the cover using the tights for leverage.

JR: DAMMIT AXE MAY WIN THE TITLE BY CHEATING!

One...two...thre...KICK OUT!

JR: NO! Shane was able to kick out despite the fact Axe was using the tights!
Axe gets Shane to his feet and kicks him in the gut!
And now-OH MY! LONER'S ...

KING: NO, Shane blocked it!

JR: Shane Perish nails Axe with reverse suplex.
Shane Perish nails Axe with a spinebuster.
Shane Perish whips Axe into the ropes, but Axe reverses it.
Shane Perish hits Axe with a shoulderblock.
Shane Perish covers Axe.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Shane Perish executes a backbreaker on Axe.
Shane Perish is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Shane Perish uses reverse suplex on Axe.
Shane Perish whips Axe into the ropes.
Shane Perish takes Axe down with a superkick.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Axe hits Shane Perish with a shoulderblock.
Axe executes a swinging neckbreaker on Shane Perish.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Axe covers Shane Perish.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Axe hits a powerslam on Shane Perish.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Axe goes for a Russian legsweep, but Shane Perish counters it with an elbowsmash
.
Shane Perish executes a superkick on Axe.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Axe.
Shane Perish is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Shane Perish goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is absolutely silent.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Shane Perish!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera opens in the recovery room of a hospital.  In our view is a man with his back to the camera, his long hair partially covers a large scorpion tattoo that covers his muscular back.  His sides and back are covered with large yellow and purple bruises, showing that while the wounds look bad now, they were in the recent past much worse.  The figure finishes fixing his belt and turns to face the camera showing that it is indeed Ash.  Ash's sides and front are also covered in a sickening coverage of cuts and bruises.  Ash pulls back his hair and shows a series of deep cuts that are healing on his forehead and face.  Ash reaches for his shirt when a doctor comes in.)

Doctor:  Sir, you need to be in bed.

Ash:  Look doc, I appreciate the job you've done, but I've been in here almost a week, and that's long enough for me.

Doctor:  But you've broken most of your ribs and strained several muscles in your ribcage.  This isn't something you need to just walk out with.  If you were to get hit or fall one of your broken ribs could puncture a lung.

Ash:  I could only be so lucky.  Look you said it yourself, you can't do anything w/ broken ribs but rest.  And I can do that anywhere.  Besides, I have a few matters to attend to and can't waste time in here.

Doctor:  But I must..

Ash: Doc, I know.  I'm still leaving, thanks for the warning.

(The doctor leaves and Ash struggles to pull a shirt over his head.  Ash signals for the crew to come closer and gets an intense look on his face.)

Ash:  Asylum, enjoy that belt, you just remember that I never quit and that belt should still be around my waste, but frankly that's not my concern.  Black... you and your band of rejects really did a number on me.  In fact I can't say I was looking forward to this part of the job when I came back.  But you need to know this, I will have some measure of revenge.  Ask around Black, you'll find that I'm not the one to let a matter like this go unpunished.  I will find you Black, and when I do, I will enjoy watching the pain pour out of you like a faucet.  Enjoy you last healthy days Black, because soon, the misery begins again.

(Ash walks out of the room leaving the camera crew behind.)