BMWF Bedlam Part I

Date : 6/14/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Stabler Arena Bethlehem Pa

(The scene opens with a camera shot following a large
figure through what seems to be the rafters of the
Stabler Arena. As the camera moves ever closer to the
individual, the figure halts in an area that appears
to be just above where the ring crew are setting up
the seats and the ring for tonight's Bedlam. The camera
glances down at the ring crew, then as it pans back
up, the screen shows the black boots of the figure.
Just covering the boots are a pair of tan cargo pants.
As the camera continues upward, a brown overcoat is
worn that covers an increasingly massive chest. Hands
covered in black gloves grip the railing of the
rafters while being tested for their strength by
devilishly thick biceps. A black short sleeved shirt
covers the mans upper torso, but just as the camera
gets to the facial area of the man, it slows down as
the first thing seen is a chin, covered in full of
thick white bandages.)

Bandaged Man: Within hours this arena will be
filled with those who have paid to see the icons of
their pathetic lives.

(The camera pans up more, revealing even more of the
figures head, showing it to be completely covered with
the thick bandages, to the point where they hide all
recognizable facial features except for the mans
eyes.)

Man: . from up here, you are free. free to pass
judgment on those who are beneath you. free to write
your own ending if you so please. since it seems that
in this federation, everybody wants a piece of the
action.

(The individual sits on the railing of the walkway,
crossing his massive arms over an equally impressive
chest.)

Man: . It's time.

(The scene begins to fade, slowly, allowing the full
figure of the man to be seen just as the camera goes
black.)

>>>

(The show opens inside the Stabler Arena Bethlehem Pa. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Stabler Arena Bethlehem Pa! Welcome to BMWF Bedlam I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and we are back!!

KING: Yeah! I hope we're never pre-empted by that goofy dog show again!

JR: Me, too!

KING: Well, maybe if it was a rerun of Lassie, I'd watch it! But,  JR, we've all just seen that creepy footage
of that guy before we even started! I demand we have
some police or security get up in the rafters and make
sure we don't have any more people getting in here
without a ticket! That's money out of BRUISER's
pocket!!

JR: You corporate suck up.

KING: The best there is!

JR: But you are right. We should have somebody go up
there and make sure nobody is going to disrupt the
show tonight.

KING: I'm right? I mean.. of course I'm right!

JR: Go on up there, King!

KING: Me? No way! I'm afraid of heights!

JR: Well, it is definitely a new era in the BMWF. We are so accustom to our
World Champ, who used to be Lowedown, opening the show. In the era of
Tyrone, we're not even sure when the new World Champ will show up.

King: Lazy Jamaicans!

JR: King!!! You can't say that, it's not Politically Correct.

King: Fine... Tyrone's the laziest World Champion we've had since...
since... He's the laziest EVER!!!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by The Embalmer and Francine...
Fighting out of Short Hills, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

Ravven

("Come Out and Play" by Offspring blares over the P.A. As the lights go all around the building out from the curtains and onto the stage steps Ravven. He is greeted with a mixed reaction from the crowd, mostly boos. Francine steps out gets a major league crowd pop. Ravven does the crucifix with his arms but gets booed by the crowd. Embalmer comes to the stage as well. They walk to the ring. Once there, Ravven rolls under the ropes, stands up and gives the crucifix sign. Francine enters between the second and top ropes revealing her skimpy panties as she does so. Ravven sits down in the corner. The music stops and the lights come up.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Bill Alfonzie...
Hailing from Bombay, India...
Weighing in at 220 pounds...

"The Human Highlight Reel" Zabu

(Arabic music plays as Zabu and Bill Alfonzie come to the ring. They get into the ring. Zabu looks up into the rafters and points.)

ZABU: HEY! ABOOLABALOO!

(Alfonzie lays an Arabic prayer rug down on the ring mat. Zabu gets down on his knees on the carpet.)

KING: Quiet, JR! Zabu is going to pray to the Sheik!

ZABU (Bowing): HEY! ALABOOLO! BOLLOO SHEIK ABAOLLOOO!)

(He jumps up and runs around the ring like a madman.)

KING: This is going to be a TNM classic!

JR: A what?

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Ravven whips Zabu into the turnbuckle, but Zabu reverses it.
Zabu chops Ravven.
The crowd is vociferously booing Zabu.

Zabu chops Ravven.
Ravven hits Zabu.
Zabu hits Ravven.
Ravven punches Zabu.
The crowd is going crazy.
Zabu punches Ravven.
The crowd is vociferously booing Zabu.
Zabu places Ravven on the turnbuckle.
Zabu goes for a top-rope Frankensteiner, but Ravven counters it with a powerbomb
.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ravven has the crowd going wild.
Ravven almost takes Zabu's head off with a short clothesline
Ravven executes a Hotshot on Zabu.
The chants for Ravven are deafening.

KING: The fans love the low-carders more than they do half the midcarders and stars! HA HA HA!

JR: Ravven catches Zabu in a front facelock.
Earl Hepner checks Zabu's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Zabu fights his way out of the hold after 16 seconds.
Zabu hits Ravven with a dropkick to the knee.
Zabu uses an elbowsmash on Ravven.
Zabu throws Ravven into the turnbuckle.
Zabu runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Ravven lifts his knee.
Ravven hits Zabu.
Ravven chops Zabu.
The chants for Ravven are deafening.
Ravven goes for a gutwrench suplex, but Zabu counters it with a low blow.
Zabu locks Ravven in an armbar submission.
Ravven is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ravven gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 14 seconds.
Zabu hits Ravven with a kick to the head.
Zabu uses an Asai moonsault on Ravven.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Zabu hits Ravven with a legdrop.
Zabu points to the ceiling.
The crowd is vociferously booing Zabu.
Zabu goes for a dropkick to the knee, but Ravven side-steps and Zabu
only hits air.
The crowd is behind Ravven all the way.

JR: It's MYERS King! Chair in hand, here he comes!

King: AHHHHH!

JR: Business 'bout to pick up early here folks.

(Myers rushes to the ring, his feet pondering furiously on the ramp. He
tightens his grip of the steel chair, sliding into the ring. Ravven turns
around, dazed.)

SMASH!

JR: It's like a hideous car crash folks. Look away!

(Myers, grinning, slams the face of the chair into the abdomen of a
semi-conscious Ravven.)

King: AHHHH! He's a dead ducky JR! What's gotten into Myers?

JR: I dunno King.

(Zabu backs into the corner. Myers winds up his swing.)

JR: Have a little compassion Myers!

SMASH!

King: Too late JR!

(Zabu lies unconscious, as security pulls him out of the ring.)

King: Ravven's back to his feet JR!

JR: Don't do it Myers! I thought he was reformed! What's going on in here?
Somebody get Ravven some help in there!

(Myers confidently approaches his target. Ravven stumbles about the ring.
Myers locks it in...)

JR: THE FINAL RECKONING! Lights out folks, it's over!

(Myers leaves the ring, smiling, surveying the carnage. Security drags an
unconscious Ravven out of the ring. Medical Personnel rush to ringside.)

JR: We are going backstage!
 
(The camera shows the parking lot and a black 2004 GTO pulls into the parking spot. Its engine rumbles to a stop before the camera pulls around to the driver’s side. Dreadnaught steps out with a Legends Church T-shirt. As he reaches into the car, Bole approaches him.)
 
Bole: Dreadnaught, last week, you defeated Hardcore Harry, and your team defeated the Chicago Way! You must have had a great week!
 
Dreadnaught: A great week? The only way this week could be great is if Harry would actually acknowledge my challenge! See, once again, Harry is ducking me!
 
Bole: He did have Pain attack you during your match last week!
 
Dreadnaught: Yeah, no (BLEEP)! And I laid that fool out too! He can hide his ugly grill behind that mask! But, he couldn’t duck the Thug! I am the shiz-nit, and that is just the way it bees!
 
Bole: So, what is in store tonight?
 
Dreadnaught: Tonight will be more of the same! See, Harry walked through hell with me last week, and barely escaped with his title! And tonight, he has a match with Scotty. Those two are just gonna feel each other up and go out for a beer! In fact, that match will be nothing more than a love fest! But, this ain’t Valentines Day, and my name ain’t cupid! If they think they can deceive me, they are sorely wrong. The Church has told me my mission, and I won’t stop until I get there! That mission is the Intercontinental Title. Harry, you are nothing more than a heathen with a piece of gold! I am the one who deserves it! The people know it, you know it, and the Lord will make it so! Destiny can’t be stopped Harry! But, I will stop you! The streets is going to the church, and they love me there too! Harry, what ‘cho got? I know you got missing teeth! And I know you live in a log cabin, but when you finally face me in a match, what will you have? You will have the fear of all that is holy! Because this is a holy mission! So pray for you life, cause I am here to save your soul!
 
(Dreadnaught looks into the camera and gives an evil smirk. He turns and shuts the car door before walking out.)

>>>

(Witherspoon is standing in front of a beverage machine, inserting some coins. He makes his selection and nothing happens. He frowns at it, then slams his fist against it. The whole machine rocks back and his drink comes out, and the machine begins to dump all it's change out. He glances down at it, torn as to what he should do)

Dizi: (standing behind him) Now how did you do that? Because I tried to get a candy bar earlier from the other machine and it took my money and never gave me my candy bar!

(Witherspoon whips around quickly, crouching down, he notices it's Dizi and stands back up)

Witherspoon: I dunno, I just hit it. Stupid things are always trying to steal your money

(Dizi smiles at Witherspoon's reaction then looks at the machine and nods.)

Dizi: I was trying to get a 3 Musketeers and I couldn't. And this guy gave me a dollar to try again. And it kept that, too. And I still don't have a candy bar.

(Dizi points to the vending machine with the candy in it.)

Dizi: You want to go hit that one for me?

Witherspoon: (nods and smiles) No problem

(Witherspoon walks over to the machine and smacks the side of it, causing several candy bars to drop down, along with two packs of gum, some life savers and a bag of cheetos)

(Dizi grins and grabs a 3 Musketeers.)

Dizi: Thanks!!

(She tilts her head and looks at him for a minute.)

Dizi: Hey, we were supposed to go to the movies.

Witherspoon: (nods again) Yep we were.

Dizi: (nods thoughtfully) Yeah. I thought you stood me up. But, your partner, the one that smokes too much, he said I stood you up.

(Dizi looks at Witherspoon for a minute then smiles brightly at him.)

Dizi: Sorry!

Witherspoon: (smiles back at her) Hey, it's alright. I'd offer to take you to another one, but something tells me you might say no.

Dizi: (laughs) Actually, I'd probably say yes. But from what I understand, I'd just stand you up again anyway.... (leans towards him and lowers her voice) Apparently, I have a reputation for standing people up. And stealing donuts.

Witherspoon: (leaning down towards her) Hey, I got no problem with that. You got a lot on your mind right now, and I'm persistent. And stealing donuts isn't a major crime. Pies, yes. Donuts, no.

Dizi: (eyes wide) Oh. Someone around here has pie? What kind?

Witherspoon: (frowns briefly, before smiling again) Well, no one that I know of, but my hotel has a kitchen in it, and I can make a really good pie. Maybe you could stop by on Saturday, and we could grab some dinner and a movie, and then maybe some pie. How's that sound?

Dizi: Okay! (stops and thinks) Oh, wait! I think I'm hanging out with Tamer... (smiles at Witherspoon) He has blue eyes. And a Harley.

Witherspoon: (blinks) Well, that sucks. Oh well, Tamer seems like a nice enough guy. Haven't had a chance to get to know him. Some other time?

(Dizi walks over and picks up some change from the pile at the other vending machine.)

Dizi: Okay!

(She puts the coins in the vending machine, punches a button and smiles when a soda comes out.)

Dizi: Cool! You fixed it!

Witherspoon : (Walks over and grabs his and Dizi's drink. He hands hers to her with a smile.) Cool

(Dizi glances down at the soda in one hand and the candy bar in the other, then looks up at Spoon and smiles.)

Dizi: I'm all set! (suddenly looks at him with a very serious expression) Which do you prefer- blue or purple?

Witherspoon: Depends, for what?

Dizi: My hair. Should I keep the blue streaks or should I change to purple?

(Witherspoon looks at her intently, running his hand over his short hair)

Witherspoon: Blue. It shows off your pretty eyes. (He smiles)

(Dizi smiles up at him, switches the candy bar into the same hand as the soda. She reaches up, rubs her hand over his hair and smiles.)

You feel like a German Shepherd puppy.

(Witherspoon smiles and closes his eyes at the touch)

Witherspoon: Thank you

Dizi: (grins) You're welcome. (laughs suddenly) Bye!

(Dizi turns and starts to walk away, turning back to wave at Witherspoon before she turns the corner.)

Witherspoon: Hold on a sec

(Dizi stops and turns back to him.)

Dizi: Yeah?

(Witherspoon pulls his torn a burned up "Who the hell is Witherspoon anyways?" shirt off and tosses it to her.)

Witherspoon: Probably needs to be washed, but just so ya don't forget. (He grins)

(Dizi catches the shirt and laughs.)

Dizi: Thank you! (waves again, then turns the corner and disappears)

(Witherspoon waves and smiles to himself, before turning back to the pile of change on the floor and pondering what to do with it)

(fade)

>>>

(Cameras go outside of the Stabler Arena to see a long White Limousine pull into the parking lot. The driver steps out and opens the back passenger door. Out steps White Lightning in his signature full white suit, with Silver Sunglasses on and the All-American Title over his shoulder. Stepping out after his is Big Kev Nash wearing a black suit with a gym bag over his shoulder. Both men walk begin to walk into the arena when Michael Bole rushes up to them.)

Bole: White Lightning, Have you heard about the match you have been booked in for tonight?

White Lightning: No, I haven't Bole, Please enlighten me

Bole: You are teaming up with Tai Hashi to take on Team Beautiful

(An Angry Look comes over White Lightning's face.)

White Lightning: What the BLEEP! I have to team up with that Punk Wannabe Rock Star! Please, I'm way above teaming up with worthless scum like that! Bole, tell me your joking!

Bole: No, I'm not, it was told to me a little earlier in the day!

White Lightning: Isn't this just great! It's obvious to me, the whole world wanted to see White Lightning defend the All-American Title here tonight. I don't need or want Tai Hashi as my partner, and after the complete @$$ kicking we gave him last week, I don't know if the piece of road kill will even show his face in the BMWF ever again. Bole, I don't think I'll be teaming up with Tai Hashi tonight, even if he is here…

Bole: Why not?

(White Lightning ignores Michael Bole's comment and he walks into the arena as Big Kev follows behind.)

>>>

(Dizi wanders out of the locker room. She's already in her wrestling gear,
but is wearing her Urban Legends T-shirt and the fedora Black gave her. She
sees Mafioso walking down the hall, slips up behind him and grabs his
waist.)

Dizi: (yells) BOO!!!

(Mafioso very much shaken jumps.)

Mafioso: Holy ####! Don't ever do that again kid!

(Dizi, overjoyed by the reaction she got, starts laughing hysterically.)

Dizi: You should have seen your face!!

(Mafioso cracks a smile before mocking Dizi.)

Mafioso: You should have seen your face! Anyways how's my favorite girl in
the BMWF? Meet any new people?

(Dizi stops laughing, but is still grinning at him)

Dizi: Um... I met some guy that gave me a dollar. And I hung out with Tamer
at that Mansion. And me and Donnie had pancakes for breakfast.

(Mafioso stares at Dizi sidelong when he hears the mention of Tamer)

Mafioso: Are you getting involved with those Prime Time punks? Listen, I'm
not saying this to be mean- I'm saying it cuz I like ya. Watch yourself with
those guys. They are the worst kind. Me, personally, if I don't like you,
I'll tell you. Them...they'll smile in your face and when you're hugging,
they'll stab you in the back! Oh, well, it could have been worse. It could
have been TCW or something.

Dizi: Well, I met some other people at the Mansion... maybe those were the
punks. But, I mostly hung with Tamer. They were chocolate chip, too.

(Mafioso looks confused.)

Mafioso: Chocolate chip? What are you talking about?

(Dizi tilts her head and looks at him as if he doesn't make sense.)

Dizi: My pancakes... at breakfast. Donnie said I shouldn't have chocolate
chip, because he thinks too much chocolate makes me hyper. But, they're my
favorite.

Mafioso: Speaking of chocolate...here, I have something for you.

(Mafioso pulls out a Kit Kat bar from his pocket and gives it to Dizi)

Mafioso: I just got it from the vending machine but I got the wrong one so
it's all yours.

Dizi: Kit Kat! I love these!

(Dizi takes the candy bar and impulsivly hugs him.)

Dizi: You are so sweet!

(Mafioso quickly hugs Dizi back and pats her on the back before forcefully
ending the hug.)

Mafioso: Okay, that's enough. People might get the wrong idea. I am a mean
person...bad news....no good.

Dizi: Okay, okay! You're mad, bad, and dangerous to know.

(Dizi laughs and pats him on the cheek.)

(Mafioso can't help but smile)

Mafioso: I'll talk to you later. Remember what I said about Prime Time

Dizi: Okay!

(Dizi gets a wicked grin and kisses Mafioso on the cheek. Then she laughs
and walks away.)

(Donnie and Dizi are backstage near the ramp entrance. Dizi is bouncing up and down.)

Donnie: Settle down, will you? You're going to be exhausted before you even get to the ring.

Dizi: Nah... I feel good.

Donnie: I knew you shouldn't have had those chocolate chip pancakes.

Dizi: They give me energy.

Donnie: Yeah, they also make you hyper.

(Dizi laughs and messes up her brother's hair.)

Dizi: How long until my match?

Donnie: Not too long... (watches Dizi continue to bounce lightly) You didn't have any more chocolate did you?

Dizi: (smiles) More chocolate?

(Dizi glances around and notices a janitor mopping the floor down the hall.)

Donnie: Since your pancakes at breakfast... you didn't have any other chocolate did you?

(Dizi laughs and shakes her head 'no.' Donnie nods and checks his watch. Dizi wanders down the hall towards the janitor.)

Dizi: Hi, there!

Janitor: (smiles) Hello.

Dizi: Do you like blue or purple better?

Janitor: Um... purple?

Dizi: I've been thinking about purple... but I'm not sure. I've always liked blue....

(Donnie comes up and grabs Dizi's hand.)

Donnie: It's almost time for your match.

Dizi: Yeah, I was just asking him a question.

(Donnie pulls her back towards the ramp.)

Donnie: Stay here... I don't want you late for your match tonight.

Dizi: Who am I fighting?

Donnie: Aquatic! For the third time.

Dizi: Oh, yeah. Which do you like better? Blue or purple.

(Donnie narrows his eyes as he looks at his sister.)

Donnie: How much did you have?

Dizi: How much what?

Donnie: Chocolate.

Dizi: I had chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast.

Donnie: And?

Dizi: Um... just a Three Musketeers.

Donnie: That's it?

Dizi: And a Kit Kat.

Donnie: Two candy bars? Dizi....

Dizi: It's all good.

Donnie: You need to stay focused on your match tonight.

Dizi: I'm focused.

Donnie: You need to be if you're going to get in the ring with Aquatic.

Dizi: Oh? Are we tagging up again?

(Dizi watches some crew moving some equipment down the hall.)

Donnie: No! She's your opponent tonight!

Dizi: Who?

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.
From Seymour...
Weighing in at 131 pounds...

Aquatic

PA: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN! THE FLAME RETURNS!

(There is a pyro that seems to be blue in the light. "Slow Chemical" by Finger Eleven plays over the PA system as Aquatic comes out with a towel over her head. She walks down to ringside soaking in the numerous cheers, her arm raised in a victorious symbol. She hops up to the apron, causing an explosion of blue fireworks.)

PA: Every intuition fails to find its way….
One more table turned around and back again….
Finding I'm more lost than found when she's not around….when she's not around…I FEEL IT COMING DOWN!

(Aquatic throws her towel off, and hops over the ring ropes. She waits for the small but enthusiastic "Aqua Girl" chants to die down.)

Aquatic: Daniella…..what happened? At Revolution, we were supposed to work together! We had the match in hand, with Judge Moody incapacitated. But then Donnie hits me with a steel chair, and a few moments in on yoru own, you get pinned by Athena! And the next night, you don't even reprimand your brother for blowing my-our shot! You need to watch the direction you're going…I told you I was the only manager you could trust! I suppose I'll need to beat some sense into that silly little head of yours, girl, so prepare to…

Crowd/Aquatic: FEEL MY PAIN! (Some boos are mixed in, showing support for Dizi)

LILLY: Her opponent...
Led to the ring by Donnie MacPhearson...
Fighting out of Clearwater, Florida...
Weighing in at 130 pounds...

Danielle "Dizi" MacPhearson

("Bad Reputation" by Halfcocked plays over the PA system. The applause starts off half hearted, then increases when Dizi charges out at a run. She stops short at the top of the ramp and waves to the fans with both hands, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet. She is wearing her blue and black ring attire, over which she has her Urban Legends T-shirt and the fedora Black gave her. Donnie, wearing his usual suit, follows a few steps behind her.)

(Donnie pushes her gently towards the ring. She messes up his hair, then runs down the aisle, lightly hitting the fans hands as she does. When Dizi gets to the ring, she wanders around the perimeter saying hello to the ringside fans. She stops to chat a few times with friendly looking fans, but Donnie finally gets her into the ring. After a few words from Donnie, Dizi removes the t-shirt and folds it carefully before handing it to her brother. He tucks it into a pocket in his suit. Then Dizi takes off the fedora and hands it over with an obvious admonishment to take care of it.)

(Donnie steps through the ropes and stands on the apron, talking to Dizi and trying to keep her focused on her match. Dizi is, apparently, ignoring her brother as she bounces on the ropes, wanders over and messes up the referee's hair, then waves at Lily Garcia.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

(Dizi moves to the center of the ring, bouncing lightly as if she can't hold still. She stares at Aquatic with a slight grin on her face. Aquatic stares back.)

JR: Dizi seems ready for her match tonight.

King: Maybe she thinks Aquatic has some food on her or something.

(Dizi suddenly gets a huge smile and waves at Aquatic.)

JR: And they lock up in the middle of the ring. Dizi whips Aquatic into the ropes. Dizi catches Aquatic with a headlock takedown and she's not letting go.

King: Do you see that, JR? Dizi is blatantly choking Aquatic .

JR: That's a headlock, King!

(Aquatic manages to reach the bottom rope with her right foot. The referee starts to count and Dizi breaks on the four count. She jumps to her feet and smiles at the referee.)

JR: Dizi hits armlock on Aquatic.
Dizi takes Aquatic down with a dropkick.
Dizi puts Aquatic in a wristlock.
Aquatic is struggling to reach the ropes.
Dizi lets go after 17 seconds.
Dizi whips Aquatic into the ropes, but Aquatic reverses it.
Dizi hits Aquatic with an elbow.
Dizi sends Aquatic into the turnbuckle, but Aquatic reverses it.
Aquatic charges into the corner, but Dizi moves out of the way.
Dizi hits Aquatic.
The crowd is cheering on Dizi.
Dizi kicks Aquatic.
Dizi goes for a headlock takedown, but Aquatic counters it with a back suplex.
Aquatic runs into the ropes.
Dizi misses with a clothesline.
Dizi misses with a kick.
Dizi hits Aquatic with a shoulderblock.
Dizi covers Aquatic.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Dizi nails Aquatic with armlock.
Dizi hits Aquatic with a baseball slide.
Dizi takes Aquatic down with a snapmare.
Dizi gets distracted by the crowd, seems genuinely happy to see them all, smiles
, waves, talks to them as if she knows them.
The crowd is cheering on Dizi.

Aquatic locks up with Dizi in the middle of the ring.
Aquatic throws her client with a flying armdrag.
Dizi stands back up, but Aquatic flips her with another armdrag.

King: Is it just me, JR, or is she trying to hold her back a little?

(Aquatic meets Dizi with a few stiff judo kicks, but Dizi grabs a leg and nails Aquatic in the back with a heel. Aquatic falls forward, yelling in pain.)

JR: Aquatic's back is obviously still injured from that brutal attack by The Messenjahs last week!

Dizi picks Aquatic up for a backbreaker, but Aquatic leaps off.
Aquatic nails Dizi in the face with a dropkick, knocking her down.
Aquatic points to the opposite rope as the crowd pops.

King: Hoo boy, get ready for a JR Finnegan coronary…

(Aquatic runs to the opposite rope and comes off with a beautiful Asai moonsault onto Dizi.)

JR: ASAI! ASAI! ASAI! CAN AQUATIC CAPITALIZE?

Aquatic goes for the cover on Dizi after a slight hesitation.
The referee counts: 1,2, kickout.
The crowd is giving a mixed reaction.

Aquatic punches Dizi.
Aquatic further incites the crowd.
Aquatic leaves the ring.
She returns with a chair.
Aquatic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Aquatic goes for a bulldog, but Dizi counters it with a back suplex.
In turn, Aquatic counters it with a cross-body block.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Al Johnson removes the chair from the ring.

(Aquatic whips Dizi into the ropes. Dizi tries to clothesline Aquatic on the rebound but Aquatic ducks the clothesline. As Dizi turns towards Aquatic, Aquatic kicks her in the midsection and executes a suplex on Dizi.)

JR: That suplex took a lot out of Dizi.

King: You bet it did, JR. And Aquatic is going to follow it up. She's probably paying Dizi back for choking her earlier.

JR: That was a headlock, King.

King: You say potato, I say tomato.

(Aquatic starts to move towards Dizi, but Dizi rolls out of the ring. Dizi is holding the back of her head while she regains her composure. The referee starts to count her out. Some fans at ringside are yelling encouragement to Dizi. She looks over at them and smiles.)

Dizi: Hey, there! You enjoying the show?

JR: Is she talking to the fans?

King: Either that or her imaginary friends.

(The fans cheer and Dizi's smile gets bigger. The referee reaches eight as Donnie reaches Dizi. He grabs her arm and pushes her towards the ring.)

Donnie: Get back in the ring! Get back in the ring!

JR: It looks Dizi's manager is going to get her back in the ring before the 10 count.

King: Just barely, the referee is at 9!

(Dizi grins at her brother and rolls into the ring. She bounces to her feet and looks across the ring at Aquatic . Aquatic stares back and gives Dizi the 'bring it' hand wave. Dizi waves back, smiles and leans on the turnbuckle.)

JR: It doesn't look like Dizi is ready to lock up quite yet.

King: She's scared, JR! She's scared of Aquatic !

(Aquatic starts to rush at Dizi, but Dizi comes flying out of the corner, then hits the mat in a baseball slide that takes Aquatic's feet out from under her.)

JR: It doesn't look like Dizi is that scared, King.

King: She probably forgot what she was scared of.

(Dizi gets to her feet quickly, she stops and waves at the fans. Some of the audience cheer and wave back. Donnie starts yelling at Dizi from ringside and gesturing at Aquatic who is back on her feet. Dizi smiles at her brother as if he is amusing her.)

JR: Dizi doesn't seem to realize that Aquatic is back up!

King: It doesn't look good for Dizi!

(Aquatic charges at Dizi from behind, but Dizi spins around and catches Aquatic with a double leg cradle.)

King: Where did that come from?

JR: And Dizi is going for the pin! 1... 2... Thr... No! Aquatic kicked out! That was two and half, King!

Aquatic throws Dizi out of the ring.
Aquatic goes outside.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Aquatic goes for a German suplex, but Dizi counters it with an elbowsmash.
Dizi hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Aquatic
crashing hard to the mat.
Al Johnson counts: 2.
Donnie MacPhearson comes from behind and distracts Aquatic.
Al Johnson counts: 3.
Dizi whips Aquatic into the guardrail.
Inferno comes from behind, but Dizi nails Inferno.
Aquatic whips Dizi into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Al Johnson counts: 4.
Aquatic nails Dizi with a back elbow.
Al Johnson counts: 5.
Al Johnson counts: 6.
Aquatic whips Dizi into the guardrail.
Al Johnson counts: 7.
Aquatic goes for a bulldog, but Dizi throws her off.
Al Johnson counts: 8.
Donnie MacPhearson comes from behind, but Aquatic nails Donnie MacPhearson.
Dizi whips Aquatic into the guardrail.
Al Johnson counts: 9.
Dizi shoves Aquatic into the guardrail.
Dizi climbs back into the ring.
Aquatic climbs back into the ring.

Aquatic uses a bulldog on Dizi.
Aquatic is going for the cover.
Al Johnson crawls over to count the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

JR: Aquatic's going to the top rope!

Aquatic climbs up top, but Dizi stradles her on the top rope.
Dizi climbs up, but Aquatic pushes her off to the mat.
Donnie climbs up on the apron.

King: What is that loser doing? He has no business!

(Aquatic kicks Donnie in the mouth, knocking him off the apron. She flips off the top turnbuckle with a huge moonsault...

JR: Dizi moved out of the way!

The ref counts to 8 before the girls finally get back up.

(Aquatic whips Dizi into the ropes. Dizi tries to clothesline her on the rebound, but Aquatic ducks. Dizi runs into the far ropes and bounces of them, Aquatic turns towards Dizi. This time Dizi catches Aquatic with the clothesline laying her out on the mat.

JR: Aquatic sends Dizi into the ropes, Dizi tries for the clothesline, but Aquatic ducks it... But, Dizi catches her on the rebound! What a clothesline!

King: She nearly flipped Aquatic over with that!

(The crowd cheers and Dizi looks out at them with a big smile. She waves and starts to walk over to the ropes. Donnie jumps onto the apron and points at Aquatic while yelling at Dizi. Dizi smiles at her brother, then glances over her shoulder at Aquatic. She looks out at the crowd pantomimes, 'watch this' and turns back to Aquatic. Within moments she has the Dizi Sleeper applied to Aquatic.)

JR: And Dizi has the Dizi Sleeper locked on Aquatic!!

King: Come on, Aquatic! You can make it to the ropes! They're right there!

JR: Aquatic's going to have to get to the ropes if she doesn't want to lose this match, but the longer Dizi has that hold locked on, the worse it looks for Aquatic.

(The referee is checking to see if Aquatic is conscious.)

Aquatic tries to escape the hold.
Aquatic is inching her way towards the ropes.
Aquatic tries to fight the pain.
Aquatic submits after 20 seconds.
The crowd is starting to get behind Dizi.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Dizi!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

( Imprisom is seen sitting in the locker room bench with his head looking down at the sliver tile on the floor with a black towel over his head. Imprisom is seeing his own reflection in the tile. Imprisom then turns a way and looks in another direction. Suddenly Bole enters the room.)

Bole: Hello Imprisom mine if I do an interview.

( Imprisom still looking down at his reflection trying not to make eye contact.)

Imprisom: Sure, Whatever.

Bole: Today his your first day in the BMWF how does it feel to be here.

(Imprisom still not trying to make eye contact.)

Imprisom: Well you sound like a therapist when you say how do you feel. Do you think there’s something wrong with me do you think I’m crazy.

Bole: No ,no nothing like that!

Imprisom: Well I’m excited to be here its my dream all I want to do was wrestle I got to do it for a while until something happen but I’m not in the mood to talk about it you understand .

Bole: Yes I understand. If you don’t mine me asking is there a reason why you don’t want to make eye contact with me.

(Imprisom suddenly takes the towel off his head and looks up at Bole.)

Imprisom: Is that better for you !

(Bole looking surprised and a little sacred for the moment.)

Bole: any way back to the Question I heard your going to enter Box’s HC tournament why do you want to enter.

(Imprisom Staring at Bole with his right clear left eye.)

Imprison: Well its my chance to prove my self , even though I"m new to this company I Think can capture

Gold in my first month that will really prove myself to the rest of the BMWF. I will do anything to win some people might be nervous but I’m not. I’m excited and I can’t wait to get in the ring.

(Suddenly Bole stares right into Imprisom left eye.)

Imprisom: What are you Staring at Bole!

Bole: Noth, Noth…

Imprisom: ( In a loud and angry voice.) I said what are you staring at!

Bole: ( In a sacred pitch voice.) Nothing!

Imprisom: Good.

( Bole now sweating and looking the other way )

Bole: ( Running out of the locker room )Well good luck in the tournament!

( Imprisom looks puzzled and starts to laugh loudly.)

(fade)

>>>

(Michael Bole tentatively rushes about backstage.)

Bole: Umm, we're looking for the where abouts of...

(Bole reaches a locker room. The camera tracks across so the viewers can see
the name of the occupant. The door tag reads: MYERS)

Bole: The former evil incarnant, Myers.

(Bole knocks quietly on the locker room door.)

Bole: Myers, you in there.

(Bole shoots a cautious gaze at the camera.)

Bole: I don't like the looks of this.

(Loud sounds of things being pushes over, or thrown, echo through the door
cracks.)

Myers: What do you want?

Bole: Just a quiet word on your return.

Myers: Well, not today. Leave me alone. I said all I had to say last Bedlam.
My actions will speak for me from now on.

(The sounds of Myers screaming. What sounds like a fist slamming through a
table.)

Bole: What was that?

Myers: None of your business.

(The locker room door opens slightly. Bole attempts to push his way in.
Myers holds him at bay, his right arm pressed firmly across the back of the
door.)

Bole: I need a word Myers.

Myers: I'll give you a word. NO MERCY! Savio, you listening? I hope you are.
We've faced each other once before, and in that battle I was the dominant
victor. History will repeat itself.

Bole: That was two words, followed by a rant.

(Myers threatens Bole with his bloodied fist, before slamming the locker
room door shut.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Haddenfield...
Weighing in at 287 pounds...

Myers

LILLY: His opponent...
From San Juan, Puerto Rico...
Weighing in at 220 pounds...

Savio Garcia


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Myers whips Savio Garcia into the ropes, but Savio Garcia reverses it.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with a clothesline.
Myers goes for a sleeperhold, but Savio Garcia blocks it.
Savio Garcia runs into the ropes.
Myers goes for a bulldog, but Savio Garcia blocks it.
Savio Garcia executes an elbowsmash on Myers.
Savio Garcia whips Myers into the ropes, but Myers reverses it.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with an elbow.
Myers goes for the Reverse DDT, but Savio Garcia blocks it.
Savio Garcia hits Myers with an elbowsmash.
Savio Garcia nails Myers with a flying axhandle.
Savio Garcia nails Myers with a savate kick.
Savio Garcia whips Myers into the ropes, but Myers reverses it.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with a bodyslam.
Myers nails Savio Garcia with a running power bomb.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
Myers runs into the ropes.
Myers misses with a kick.
Savio Garcia hits Myers with a shoulderblock.
Savio Garcia executes a flying dropkick on Myers.
A few fans are cheering on Savio Garcia.
Savio Garcia nails Myers with a flying dropkick.
A few fans are cheering on Savio Garcia.
Savio Garcia whips Myers into the ropes.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with a kick.
Myers hits a running power bomb on Savio Garcia.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with a running power bomb.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
Myers throws Savio Garcia out of the ring.
Myers rolls out under the bottom rope.
Myers whips Savio Garcia into the guardrail.
Myers hits Savio Garcia with the Reverse DDT.
Charles Robertson counts: 1.
Myers knocks Savio Garcia into the ringsteps.
Loomis comes from behind and distracts Savio Garcia.
Myers hits a butterfly suplex on Savio Garcia.
Charles Robertson counts: 2.
Myers almost takes Savio Garcia's head off with a running lariat
Myers throws Savio Garcia back into the ring.
Myers executes the Final Reckoning on Savio Garcia.
A few fans are booing Myers.
Myers goes for the pin.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
A few fans are booing Myers.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Myers!

King: Myers is back, JR. First return match, first return victory.

JR: Yes King, but at what price for the BMWF? This is an uncontrollable mad
man.

(Myers stands in the ring, grinning, showcasing the bruises of his victory.
Myers picks Savio back to his feet, by his hair. He shows the defeated Savio
to the audience, moving him about the ring like a rag doll.)

JR: What is the meaning of this? Let the man go Myers!

King: I can't wait to see this JR.

JR: King! Please...

King: AHHHHH! FINAL RECKONING!

(Myers executed the Final Reckoning on Savio. His unconscious head bounces
on the mat.)

JR: He was already unconscious. That was evil.

King: That was awesome.

(Security rush to the ring. The stadium lights flicker, red dust floats down
to the ring. The security force slides into the ring. The lights flash,
once, twice.)

JR: Myers is gone King! Security are standing in there dumbfounded!

King: AHHHH! He disappeared!

(Security scratches their heads.)

JR: What's the meaning of all this?

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

JR: Earlier in the week, Slim Jim Sullivan was able to catch up with the busiest man in the business, Bob “Box” Bartelstein…..

(The camera transitions to show Slim Jim Sullivan sitting across from Bob “Box” Bartelstein in the living room of the Bartelstein residence. Sitting on the small coffee table between the two men are the BMWF Hardcore Championship and the BMWF Tag Team Championship. The crowd sees Box on the BruiserTron and responds…..)

Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!

Slim Jim: Box, you certainly shocked the wrestling world and myself with the announcement of the B.O.X. Hardcore Tournament.

Box: I don’t think it was so shocking do you Slim? People want to be entertained and I am more than eager to give them that. When was the last time we had a really good tournament in this place? Too long if you ask me.

Slim Jim: About your tournament, you seem to have attracted the attention of the full spectrum of the BMWF. Why is that?

Box: That’s a good point. On one side, there’s the up and coming wrestlers. The Axes, Kolics and Tobeys. You’ve got Tamer somewhere in the middle. Then you’ve got somebody else on the other side of the spectrum.

Slim Jim: That being?

Box: You know who I’m referring to Slim.

Slim Jim: Why won’t you say his name Box? Are the stories of backstage tension between you and this unnamed wrestler true?

Box: Honestly Slim, I’ll say the darn name. Lowedown. The man, the myth, the legend himself. Lately, he’s been more myth than legend and I think he knows that. The man can cause serious pain in the ring, but so can I. The difference between us is that I can cause RATINGS!!! There’s a change going on around here and everybody in the back can feel it. They felt it when I beat Tyrone. They felt it when I beat Dreadnaught and now they know. They know there’s a change coming.

Slim Jim: You ducked my question about the backstage tension Box. Care to elaborate?

Box: Yeah I’ll elaborate for ya. Lowedown reformed the BWO. Great, grand, wonderful. That’s his right and if he’s got the horses to do it, then by all means more power to him. Where this supposed backstage tension lies is in the fact that I was one of the few, heck THE ONLY ONE, that spoke up in the locker room about taking it to the BWO. Everybody else ran to the hills, fought within their own groups, or just flat out left.

Slim Jim: Which is precisely what you did Box. To use your words you “flat out left”.

Box: You’re darn right I did. The stench of certain cowards made me vomit. I couldn’t take it. The mood in that locker room was unbearable, fearful and boring. Honestly, that’s why the BWO fizzled. They couldn’t be defeated from the outside, they could only be defeated from the inside. I thought I had the muscle to take it to them, but then people back off once we’re gonna start using live ammo. I ain’t stupid Slim. I wasn’t gonna take them on alone so I left and picked the right time to return.

Slim Jim: Boy did you ever Box. Since your return, you’ve defeated Tyrone Smith and Dreadnaught. You’re a double champion and the sky seems to be the limit for you and TCW right now.

Box: You’re right it is. My success is a direct reflection of a desire for a change and to be entertained.

Slim Jim: Does that explain the recent product endorsements?

Box: Oh those? Yeah. You could say that. There’ll be more of them too. Those things are just too much fun to pass up.

(Box looks down at his watch and looks back at Slim.)

Slim Jim: One last question Box and then I know you’ve got to get on with your day. Who do you want to see in the final match in your tournament? Any preferences?

Box: You bet I’ve got a preference. My preference is the best man. Period. End of subject. The fans want the best man and I want the best man. Plain and simple. Whether it’s Lowedown, Axe, Tamer, Tobey or any other BMWF Superstar, I don’t care. I want the best wrestler in that ring with me so that there can be NO DOUBT!!! NO DOUBT WHATSOEVER ABOUT MY PLACE IN THIS FEDERATION!! ONCE I WIN THIS TOURNAMENT, THE REST OF THE FEDERATION WILL REALIZE THAT THE CHICAGO WAY IS NOT GOING AWAY!! YOU CANNOT KILL AN IDEA! YOU CANNOT KILL A WAY OF LIFE AND YOU MOST CERTAINLY CANNOT KILL OFF….THE CHICAGO WAY!!!

(Box makes a remote control gesture at the camera and the BruiserTron turns black.)

>>>

(Reno fontayne is shown sitting alone at a table in the cafeteria of the arena. Reno is drinking a cup of coffee as he is approached by Slim Jim Sullivan.)

Slim: Reno, please dont get up. I just well not just I. The fans wanted to know what your thinking as you prepare to face Box tonite.

Reno: Slim, to you and to the thousands in the congregation. Reno is ready, Reno is prepared and tonite I will turn my Reno cutter, into a Box cutter....

Slim: Reno, The Church of Legends is an impressive group you, Dreadnaught, Lowedown. Some say this is just another version of the BWO.

Reno: Brother Slim, The B.W.O. is a memory. The Church is the future the church is the present. Mark my words Slim, anyone and we do mean anyone who chooses to cross the Church will be shown the way of righteous indigantion and painfull humiliation as they are cast out of the BMWF,

Slim: Reno, on a serious note, what are your plans you've achieved some of the success that you have earned in the past. Where does the "Pretty Boy" go from here.

Reno: First and foremost slim. You will adress me as Reverend or Preacher. The wickedness of the Pretty Boy is dead. The time of the preacher is now.

Slim: Forgive me.

Reno: I think it's time I retraced my steps, re captured something that was once mine.

Slim: The Intercontinental championship?, The World tag team championship?

Reno: Perhaps Slim? Perhaps?

(Fade)

>>>

(Jacklyn is watchign the tape from Revolution where Athena won the title.
Jacklyn has a bewildered look on her face.)

Jacklyn J.: how in the hell did that little skank win the Women's title I
mean I've beaten her and she some how wins the title from Moody. How? I
don't get it.

(Jacklyn stands up.)

Jacklyn J.: I have no idea how she pulled it off is she on steroids or
something now. how much did she pay Moody to do it. It's not even fathomable
that she could win it'd be like that new Ditzy girl or whatever her name is
winning. I just can't believ its possible without cheating, or bribing or
threatening.

(Jacklyn J. gets a weird look on her face like she's worried.)

Jacklyn J.: Thats it she hired the Japanese mafia to scare Moody. I mean it
makes sense Tai could have Jap mafia connections who knows. Well forget
that. I'll take out the whole Japanese mafia and Athena to get that title.

(A large bang goes off in her dressing room. She jumps two feet in the air.
The camera shows that a box fell off a shelf.)

Jacklyn J.: Or maybe just Athena.

Fade

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up as we see Axe sitting in a stairwell smoking a Marlboro cigarette with his head leaned against the wall, his dark brown hair tangled in front of his mysterious eyes. The crowd in the Stabler Arena in Bethelehem, Pennsylvania stir with boos as Axe takes some deep pulls from his cigarette slowly blowing the plume of smoke out from his mouth and nostrils.)

Axe: So it's the first round of the BOX Tournament and I meet an opponent whom I have faced in more than one ocassion. A man who is full of his self-importance and carries too much on his agenda. Tobey I've said it before and I am probably wasting my breath but the only priority you have at the time being is me in that ring....one on one with no rules. Like my closest friend Witherspoon said I am borderline psychotic...in fact when you cross that border your bound to get hurt. When there are hardcore rules Tobey...you enter my environment...my haven....my playground of destruction!

(Axe smirks taking a few more puffs before exhaling the smoke and continuing to speak.)

Axe: Tobey if that big headed mind of yours is already thinking your headed towards the finals your sadly mistaken as you will be knocked out tonight and that term can be used not only in the tournament sense but your physically state as well! I am going to get my revenge for every time you hit me...lit me on fire...did anything you possibly could to stop you! Your going to wish you never signed up for this Miliken because quite honestly you can't hack it! This match will not be for the ill at heart...blood will be spilt and there will be a lot of it! I am bringing everything down to that ring, giving everything I have in my arsenal and shutting you down!

Axe: Your new image will do you nothing...your manager will do nothing...your chances are zero, zilch, natta...nothing! You are looking at the future BMWF Hardcore Champion...Box mark my words I am gunning for that gold and I don't care who I face and who've they beat or what titles they've had or do have...I am knocking each one down and coming for you!

(Axe finishes his cigarette and tosses the butt and slowly gets up heading to leave but turns around.)

Axe: And Tobey...tonight your the one who gets to visit over the border....and receive a Loner's Landing!

(Axe slowly walks up the steps as the Bruisertron blinks out and goes to the announce table where JR and King are sitting.)

JR: Well I'll tell you what folks these BOX Tournament matches are going to barn burners!

King: No rules...anything goes...it's insanity!

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

From Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 137 pounds...

The Women's Champion...
Athena Hashi

LILLY: Her opponent...
Hailing from Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

(The lights in the arena start to flicker to a crimson red.)

PA: All things run red, now so will you!!!

("Points of Authority" by Linkin Park blares over the PA system. Red
continues to strobe the crowd. JAcklyn comes out from behind the curtain and
runs down the ramp. She slides in the ring and jumps onto a turnbuckle.
Jacklyn J. taunts to the crowd and does a backflip off tyhe turnbuckle.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Jacklyne J. takes Athena Hashi down with a huricanrana.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Jacklyne J. executes a swinging neckbreaker on Athena Hashi.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Jacklyne J. goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Athena Hashi counters it with
a side suplex.
Athena Hashi goes for spinning heel kick, but Jacklyne J. ducks out of the way.
Jacklyne J. hits Athena Hashi with a swinging neckbreaker.
Jacklyne J. is going for the cover.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Jacklyne J. goes for a twisting moonsault, but Athena Hashi gets her knees up.
Athena Hashi uses a springboard legdrop on Jacklyne J..
Athena Hashi uses spinning heel kick on Jacklyne J..
Athena Hashi is met with a "Athena Hashi sucks" chant.
Athena Hashi gets a crossface chickenwing on Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. gets ahold of the ropes after 5 seconds.
Athena Hashi uses a roundhouse kick on Jacklyne J..
Athena Hashi hits Jacklyne J. with a moonsault.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi goes for a roundhouse kick, but Jacklyne J. counters it with
a legsweep.
Jacklyne J. hits Athena Hashi with a monkey flip.
Jacklyne J. puts Athena Hashi in a sleeperhold.
Athena Hashi reaches the ropes after being trapped for 11 seconds.
Jacklyne J. hits a swinging neckbreaker on Athena Hashi.
Jacklyne J. executes the Code Red on Athena Hashi.

Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Jacklyne J.

(Jacklyn J. rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair. She slides back in the
ring with the chair.)

King: Oh no Athena look out!!

JR: This girls gone psycho she's going demolish our Women's champion.

(Athena turns around to face t Jacklyn J.)

*CRAAASSSSHHHH*

(Jacklyn nails Athena to the ground with one devastating blow.)

JR: Jacklyn just opened up Athena Hashi with that steel chair!

King: Oh no she ruined her pretty face.

(Jacklyn J. throws the chair down onto Athen and walks out.)

 JR: We'll be right back!

(Scene opens to show Rogue Morello entering the arena backstage. He
looks extremely upset. Slim Jim Sullivan approaches him.)

Slim Jim: Rogue! Could I have a second of your time?

Rogue: Now's not the best time, Slim.

Slim Jim: But I only have a couple of ...

(Rogue spins around quickly and grabs Slim Jim by the collar.)

Rogue: I said that right now isn't the best time, Slim! Geez!

(With that, Rogue shoves Slim Jim away and continues walking down the
hallway.)

>>>

(A darkened green glow falls upon the arena as "Back Up" by 12 Stones roars
over the PA system. Extreme Hardcore Entertainment flashes across the
bruisertron as Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the entranceway with
the BMWF Intercontinental Title around his waist and right behind him, Pain!
Both men walk down to the ring wearing Brotherhood colors as the crowd boos
them. Both Pain and Hardcore Harry step into the ring as Harry calls for a
microphone)

Harry: It seems tonight the BMWF staff has decided to put me in a match with
a brother, Scotty Scott. Oh, but that isn't the problem I have tonight. The
problem I have is city boy Tamer always bugging my saying I didn't deserve
the win at Revolution. My other problem is this city slicker that is so
jealous he can't think straight. I made a mistake last week and I will have
to live with that but Dreadnaught what you did will scare you for life!

(A cocky grin appears on Harry's face)

Harry: So let me see, Tamer you want your rematch and Dreadnaught you want a
title shot. Geez let me think. NO!!!

(The crowd boos Harry as he tries to calm them down)

Harry: Okay, okay, listen up people. I am not and will not take on both men
at the pay per view and that's final. Next week there is going to be a
little match. Tamer versus Dreadnaught, the winner gets a shot at my
Intercontinental Championship at the pay per view in a match of my choosing.
I haven't had a stipulation match in a while so be prepared to be in the
fight of your life!

(Harry looks over to Pain then back into the camera)

Harry: Next week two men's fate will be determined, as for me, I will be
sitting right over there watching the match up.

(Harry points over to the commentators table)

Harry: All I'm going to say is good luck to both men and may the best man
win.

(Harry tosses the mic out of the ring as Pain steps through the ropes and
out to the floor)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Starkville, MS...
Weighing in at 225 pounds...

Rogue Morello


LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Charlotte, NC...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

Rod "The Truth" Killings

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

Rod Killings goes for a forearm smash, but Rogue Morello blocks it.
Rogue Morello whips Rod Killings into the ropes, but Rod Killings reverses it.
Rogue Morello misses with a clothesline.
Rogue Morello goes for a leg lariat, but Rod Killings ducks out of the way.
Rod Killings takes Rogue Morello down with a running powerslam.
Charles Robertson counts: One, shoulder up.
Rod Killings goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Rogue Morello
counters it with a facerake.
A small "Rogue Morello" chant is being started.
Rogue Morello goes for neckbreaker, but Rod Killings blocks it.
Rod Killings punches Rogue Morello.
The crowd is starting to get behind Rod Killings.
Rod Killings chops Rogue Morello.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Rod Killings.
Rogue Morello kicks Rod Killings.
Rogue Morello chops Rod Killings.
Rod Killings punches Rogue Morello.
A few fans are cheering on Rod Killings.
Rod Killings chops Rogue Morello.
A few fans are cheering on Rod Killings.
Rod Killings kicks Rogue Morello.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Rod Killings.
Rod Killings goes for a side headlock, but Rogue Morello counters it with
a back suplex.
Rogue Morello covers Rod Killings.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Rogue Morello executes floatover DDT on Rod Killings.
Rogue Morello is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Rogue Morello hits Rod Killings with a flying legdrop.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: What is Rogue Morello doing?

(Rogue exits the ring and grabs a steel chair, bringing it back into the
ring.)

King: That'll get him disqualified!

JR: And the ref is telling him that right ... OH! Rogue Morello just
clocked the ref with the chair! And there's a shot for Rod Killings!

(The bell sounds.)

JR: And this match has ended with Rogue Morello's disqualification!

(Rogue hits Rod Killings another time with the chair before throwing it
out of the ring and calling for a mic.)

King: I like this side of Rogue Morello! He's showing some aggression!

JR: Looks like we're about to hear what's on his mind.

Rogue: Well, in case you're wondering what that was all about, it was
just to serve notice to everyone here in the BMWF from the Heavyweight
Champion on down to the lowliest jobber like Rod Killings here. I tried
to come in here and be a straight shooter. I tried to be a nice guy. And
what has it got me? A losing record and not much else. Well, I'm tired
of it! From now on, I do what I've got to do to help myself out.

(With that, Rogue leaves the ring and heads to the back.)

King: I love it! He's turning heel!

JR: (BEEP) it, King! You're not supposed to say "heel" on this show!
You'll give away the fact that this stuff is scripted!

King: Whoops! Oh, well. Too late now!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>

(Elijah and Solomon are sitting backstage in meditation when Ezekiel approaches.)

Ezekiel: Gentlemen…I need to speak with you about our mission.

ELIJAH: (breaking meditation) As must we with you. We were thinking of hitting Prime Time even harder this week, possibly even crippling-

Ezekiel: Well….my intentions were of the opposite persuasion.

SOLOMON: (breaking meditation) What? Surely you do not show sympathy for sinners?

Ezekiel: Hear me out. The group known as Prime Time, have very different priorities. They find their own purpose in enjoyable leisure activities, camraderie, even friendship. Who is to say that is not a version of Truth unto itself? And who are we to persecute such a concept?

SOLOMON: Ezekiel…I understand your reservations. But you must know, Elijah and I will not compromise what we believe to be injustices committed by such-

ELIJAH: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? (Ezekiel and Solomon turn toward Elijah.) How can you not condemn these, these DEVIANTS? Their crimes are more grievious than the denizens of Sodom and Gomorrah! They will be struck down by the heavens! We are the righteous light that burns their flesh and causes their blood to boil!!!

SOLOMON: (suddenly speaing in an entirely less deep voice.) Relax. We will get our heavenly vengance. But not this way, Elijah. Ezekiel fights for the greater good, and we will not torment him with the purgation of our own personal demons.

ELIJAH: You are correct…..as always. (turns to Ezekiel) Ezekiel, I apologize for involving you in this whole situation. I expect I can still rely on you tnoight against the Urban Legends?

Ezekiel: A betrayer will never know Truth. You can rely on me to be there for you two.

ELIJAH: Th…thank you. (Elijah and Solomon shake Ezekiel's hand, and Ezekiel leaves. Elijah turns to Solomon.) Our so-called "Saint" isn't coming. Should we even still be fighting this battle?

SOLOMON: (gestures upward) We shall wait for a sign from above. (The Messenjahs laugh)

ELIJAH: You know man, you're pretty good at this schtick. You'd make a good televangalist.

SOLOMON: That should be Zeke over there. He believes what he's saying at least.

ELIJAH: Like most televangelists do? Their only point is to appear on BET in the mornings and make old black people pay for ordinary objects hat have been "blessed"-

SOLOMON: Careful now. Don't risk a lawsuit.

ELIJAH: Yeah. And that meditation pose doesn't work, I still have to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.

(Elijah runs off as Solomon laughs.)

FADE

>>>

(Scotty is seen talking with Pain and Team Beautiful.)

Scotty: Now ya everythin' straight now?

Rey: Don't worry botto...

Tazan: As far as Weak Lightning and Tai Hashi goes....

Rey: Their defeat is as sure as the sunsets and raises.

Pain: Witherspoon... is like an old movie.....

Rey: Yeah... Dead Man Walking. Hahahaha!!!!!

Pain: Witherspoon... comes looking for victory.... But all he will discover is .... PAIN!!!!

Scotty: Now that is what I wanna hear from ya's.

Pain: What about Harry?

Scotty: I don't know what Dangle is up ta.... But I know that we will work this one out for the good of the Brothahood.

Rey: Harry is good...

Tazan: He looks out for the good of the Brotherhood.

Pain: Have you heard anything from Iggy?

Scotty: Notta... Don't worry 'bout him. We got otha plans we gotta work out.

(fade)
 

>>>

(The scene opens up as we see Axe holding his kendo stick and raising an index finger to his mouth as to say "Quiet." He looks around the corner as Tobey Miliken is seen getting something to drink when Axe goes after him like a bat out of hell!)

(Axe cranks back on his kendo stick and sends it towards Tobey's head!)

*CRACK!*

(Axe begins to swing like a man possessed over the back of Tobey repeatedly!)

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

(Axe drops the kendo stick and grabs Tobey's head sending it into the wall and as he staggers back is kicked in the gut and hoisted up for a powerbomb before being dropped on the table as the coolers and cups fall upon Tobey Miliken. Axe bends down and lifts Tobey's head his eyes full of intensity and hate as he screams...)

Axe: THAT WAS JUST A SMALL TASTE OF WHAT YOU HAVE IN STORE TONIGHT MILIKEN! YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE IN THIS TOURNAMENT IF I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO ABOUT IT! SEE YOU REAL SOON PUNK!!!

(Axe kicks Tobey in the side before picking up his kendo stick and leaving the scene as some officials come to check on Miliken's condition.)

JR: Axe just delivered a heinous attack to Tobey Miliken who he faces later tonight in the BOX Tournament and King Axe seems absolutely determined to defeat Tobey Miliken!

King: Well it's going to take more than that to keep Tobey out of the picture because although he's taken quite of a lot of abuse while being here he always returns!

>>>

(White Lightning and Big Kev are seen standing near a door as the scene fades in. The Camera zooms in at the door to see its Tai Hashi's locker room door.)

JR: This is just like last week, when White Lightning and Big Kev laid out Tai Hashi with a ruthless attack

White Lightning: All right Kev, OPEN THE DOOR!

(Suddenly, Big Kev kicks the door open and charges at Tai Hashi to nail him with a big boot. White Lightning walks in behind, smirking as he walks up to the fallen body of Tai Hashi.)

White Lightning: Tai, You disgust me…

(White Lightning lays into Tai Hashi with a series of boots to the stomach and face.)

White Lightning: …You think you're good enough to be my partner….

(White Lightning motions for Big Kev to lift Hashi to his feet.)

White Lightning: …Well, you're not!

(White Lightning slaps Tai Hashi across the face. White Lightning then sizes up Tai Hashi's head and delivers a devastating left hook to the face followed by a straight right to the nose. Tai Hashi begins bleeding from the nose and has a busted lip.)

White Lightning: Newsflash, buddy! You are nowhere near as good as the Legend White Lightning. While you may think, you are important, calling yourself a rock star, and if I remember correctly, the Light Heavyweight Icon. You are not even a fourth of the man that you think you are.

(White Lighting motions for Big Kev to drop Tai Hashi to the floor. Instead Big Kev lifts Tai over his head and tosses him into the wall causing a dent in the wall.

*SMACK*

(White Lightning walks over to Tai's fallen body and leans in close to his face.)

White Lightning: Tai…Do me a favor, and stay in the back for our tag match tonight because if you do decide to show up, it will be your last match in the BMWF, and that is a Promise!

(White Lightning and Big Kev exit the locker room as the camera fades…)

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

At a total combined weight of 427 pounds...
Tazan Boy... Rey Bucanerro... TEAM BEAUTIFUL

("We Will Rock You" by Queen blasts as Team Beautiful make their way out to the ring. They strut down to the ring confidently. They flip over the top rope in unision. They walk to the center of the ring.)

Rey: The more things change the more they stay the same.

Tazan: New guys come in...

Rey: Old guys go...

Tazan: But we are here just the same.

Rey: In the time we have been part of the BMWF....

Tazan: We have seen so many top level tag teams come....

Rey: And go...

Tazan: And all with losts to us.

Rey: WHite Lightning and Tai....

Tazan: You are no different from all the rest.

Rey: You will find out what we can really do in this ring....

Tazan: Tonight!!!!

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 403 pounds...
From Memphis, TN... weighing in at 213 pounds...
White Lightning

(Suddenly, the Entire Arena goes pitch black as "Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera begins to blast over the PA and Lightning Bolt symbols flash throughout the crowd. White Lightning steps out onto the ramp with a spotlight on him. White Lightning has the All-American Title around his waist and following just behind him is the "The Bodyguard" Big Kev Nash.)

King: JR, I wonder if that moron Hashi will even show for this match!

JR: I don't know, White Lightning and Big Kev did quite a number on him as we all saw earlier in the night.

(White Lightning enters the ring and removes his All-American Title and hands it to Big Kev as the music ceases and the lights come back on.)

His partner...
From Chicago, IL... weighing in at 190 pounds...
"Mr. Persistance" Tai Hashi


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Tazan Boy catches White Lightning in a front facelock.
White Lightning tries to escape the hold.
White Lightning grabs the ropes after 10 seconds.
Tazan Boy goes for a spinning backbreaker, but White Lightning counters it with
spinning headscissors into a cradle.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
White Lightning takes Tazan Boy down with a roundhouse kick.
White Lightning is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
White Lightning takes Tazan Boy down with a chop.
White Lightning goes for a German suplex, but Tazan Boy blocks it.
Tazan Boy uses a single-leg takedown on White Lightning.
Tazan Boy goes for a clothesline, but White Lightning counters it with
a crucifix.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: White Lightning whips Tazan Boy into the ropes.

King: I think he just fell into a trap!!!!

JR: White Lightning is going for a dropkick.... Baseball slide!!!!

King: He just went under White Lightning!!!!

JR: Dropkick to White Lightning's face before he could get up!!!

King: I knew it!!!

JR: Tazan Boy makes the tag to Rey.

King: Here we go!!!

JR: Team Beautiful are laying the boot leather to White Lightning!!!!

King: Looks like a bust made by the LAPD!!!! Hahaha!!!!

Rey Bucanerro goes for a flying dropkick, but White Lightning counters it with
a dropkick.

JR: White Lightning seems to be in control of this match

White Lightning connects with a snap suplex on Rey Bucanerro
White Lightning stomps on him for a few moments before letting off
White Lightning awaits Rey to get to his feet
White Lightning charges at Rey and nails him with a clothesline
White Lightning climbs to the top turnbuckle
White Lightning jumps off connecting with a flying leg drop

JR: White Lightning is really dominating Rey Bucanerro here tonight

White Lightning lifts Rey to his feet
White Lightning drops him with a double arm DDT

JR: Look King, Tai Hashi really wants to be tagged in

King: I'm sure White Lighting realizes that if he tagged in Tai, they would lose the match

White Lightning notices Tai asking for the tag
White Lightning approaches Tai Hashi who has his hand out
White Lightning puts his hand in the air like he is going to tag Tai Hashi
Suddenly, White Lightning brings down the hand and punches Tai Hashi square in the face
Tai falls to the outside of the ring

JR: What a cheap move!

King: Well JR, White Lightning didn't want Tai as his partner

Rey Bucannero comes running at White Lightning and nails him with a dropkick
White Lightning falls into the corner
Rey runs to the other corner before charging at White Lightning
White Lightning moves out of the way at the last second
Rey hits hard off the turnbuckle and rebounds off
White Lightning grabs Rey by the head and connects with the Flash
White Lightning makes the cover

Tazan Boy makes the save.

White Lightning stumbles into his corner and is blind tagged by Tai Hashi.

Tai Hashi runs into the ropes.
Tai Hashi misses with a kick.
Rey Bucanerro hits Tai Hashi with a shoulderblock.
Rey Bucanerro hoists Tai Hashi high into the air with a vertical suplex, then se
nds Tai Hashi crashing hard to the mat.
Rey Bucanerro kicks Tai Hashi.
A few fans are cheering on Rey Bucanerro.
Rey Bucanerro kicks Tai Hashi.

JR: Rey has Tai in a collar and elbow tie up.

King: He just backed Rey into the corner!!!!

JR: Tai is using his martial arts background to weaken Rey!!!

King: Tazan Boy is trying to come in!!!

JR: The referee has stopped Tazan Boy but it was a distraction!!! Rey just kicked so hard he lifted him off the mat!!!

King: The referee didn't see it!!!

JR: But White Lightning did and has come into the ring!!!

King: He just got sent out of the ring by Tazn Boy!!!!!

JR: MEXICAN STANDOFF ON TAI HASHI!!!!!l
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Team Beautiful!

JR: Big Kev just tossed Tai Hashi back into the ring

White Lightning re-enters the ring with a steel chair in hand
Big Kev holds Tai up for White Lightning
White Lightning lifts the chair high above his head
White Lightning smashes the chair over Tai's head

*CRACK*

Big Kev releases Tai as he falls to the ground
White Lightning exits the ring and grabs a mic
White Lightning re-enters the ring

White Lightning: Tai, I told you not to come out here tonight, or it would be your last match with the BMWF, and you didn't believe me. You didn't take this threat seriously, and now you will become extinct from the BMWF.

White Lightning grabs the chair again
White Lightning lays into Tai with a series of shots to the body

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

JR: C'mon, enough is enough!

White Lightning lays down the chair at his feet
White Lightning lifts Tai up
White Lightning connects with the Flash on a steel chair

*SMASH*

White Lightning motions something to Big Kev
Big Kev lifts Tai up over his head
And Drives him into the chair with a Jacknife Powerbomb

*CRASH*

JR: Dear God, I don't know if Tai will be able to wrestle again after this beating

Big Kev puts Tai over his shoulder and follows White Lightning up the ramp
At the top of the ramp, White Lightning whispers something in Big Kev's ear
Big Kev lifts Tai Hashi up into the Jacknife Powerbomb position
Big Kev powerbombs Tai Hashi off the side of the ramp into Tables, and various TV equipment

*CRASH*

JR: DEAR GOD ALMIGHTY! Tai may not live to see another day! Quickly, get the paramedics out here!

White Lightning and Big Kev smile at their work before exiting to the back as numerous EMTs attend to Tai Hashi

JR: I hope those two pay for what they did tonight!
 

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Ezekiel is shown walking down a hallway. All of a sudden, the lights
go
out.)

Voice: Truth...

(A white strobe lights flashes, showing Ezekiel looking about
nervously)

Voice: Truth is my domain, and you’d be best to stay away.

(All of a sudden, a blur strikes Ezekiel from behind. Twin canes bash
Ezekiel until he lies prone on the floor.)

Voice: The problem with searching for the truth...

(The strobe light turns off, and light is restored to the room. Kolic
is
shown standing over Ezekiel.)

Kolic: Is that sometimes you find it. You thought it a small thing to
trifle
in Prime Time’s affairs, but you must learn that actions have
consequences.
Tell the Messenjahs I have a message for them, I’m sure you can guess
what
it is.

(The arena lights cut off, when they come back on Ezekiel has vanished and lying in his place is a single white tulip. Kolic looks up and down the hallway, but Ezekiel can not be
seen)

Fade

(A darkened green glow falls upon the arena as "Back Up" by 12 Stones roars
over the PA system. Extreme Hardcore Entertainment flashes across the
bruisertron as Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the entranceway with
the BMWF Intercontinental Title around his waist and right behind him, Pain!
Both men walk down to the ring wearing Brotherhood colors as the crowd boos
them. Both Pain and Hardcore Harry step into the ring as Harry calls for a
microphone)

Harry: Well after a slight mishap I am here tonight to take on Dreadnaught,
a former BMWF World Champion, but that doesn't scare me because I know soon
I will be there myself.

(The crowd boos)

Harry: For the couple of you who seen Revolution last week and for the ones
too poor to order the pay per view event I will do a little run down of what
happened. First of all I got my first BMWF Intercontinental Title shot.
Pretty BLEEPy huh considering I have been here for two years now. Anyways I
went up against a little snot nosed guy who isn't even jobber material, the
man I am speaking of is of course, Tamer.

(The crowd gives a pop at the sound of his name)

Harry: Yeah, yeah, anyways Tamer and I fought in what I thought was a BLEEP
good match but in the end you saw who was victorious...

(Harry points down to the title around his waist with a cocky grin on his
face)

Harry: Now I am the Intercontinental Champion and I will only defend it
against the best of the best and the ones that deserve a title shot, and the
first name that came to my head was Dreadnaught. He fits the profile
perfect, a former two time Intercontinental Champion, former World Champion,
former United States Champion, former Gold Belt Champion, former Hardcore
Champion, former four time Television Champion and a former Tag Team
Champion. I mean what a great list of accomplishments, hell this guy is a
grandslam champion!

(Harry pauses as a smile comes across his face)

Harry: Out of all of all of that said only one true thing sticks out..
FORMER!!! Dreadnaught you just lost to who at Revolution? Oh that's right
Box!

(Harry starts to laugh but goes on)

Harry: As you can see, after a lost to Box proves that you are nothing more
than a former champion period. Dreadnaught when you walk down to this ring
don't be expecting a normal run of the mill match up, be expecting a fight
of your life. The same fight that Tamer suffered last week!

(The sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena.)

JR: Uh-oh...Looks like business is about to pick up.

PA: One Two Three GO!

("Step Up" by Drowning Pool plays over the PA system. Tamer walks out from
behind the stage. Tamer is wearing his Prime Time jacket. Tamer doesn't
hesitate to walk to the ring. Tamer steps in the ring. Tamer looks Pain up
and down. Tamer gets a mic. Tamer turns and looks at Hardcore Harry.)

Tamer: Harry, Why don't you shut up!

(The crowd pops.)

Tamer: Look, you won the title. But that doesn't mean you deserve it. Last
week in that match, you did every underhanded thing you could. You tried to
kill me before the match.

(Tamer rolls his neck.)

Tamer: But that wasn't enough for you was it? Oh, no. How'd you win that
match Harry? Was it with the Hardcore Hell? Nope... You won thanks to Pain.
The ref was down, Pain passed you MY title. Then you hit me over the head
with it. Harry...

Harry: You're not worth my time! I beat you move on! Pain, take care of this
garbage.

(Tamer doesn't hesitate to tackle Harry. Pain grabs Tamer and throws him
off Harry. Pain runs at tamer but Tamer low-bridges him and Pain lands on
his feet outside the ring. Harry runs at Tamer with the belt. Tamer ducks
and elbows Harry in the back of the head. Harry drops the belt. Both men
begin to exchange blows. Security runs down and breaks both men up. Harry
breaks away and runs at Tamer. Harry punches Tamer back against the ropes.
Harry runs at Tamer. Tamer ducks again. Harry turn to face Tamer. Tamer
clotheslines Harry over the top rope to the outside."Step Up" by Drowning
Pool plays over the PA system as Harry yells at Tamer on his way to the
back.)

JR: We'll be right back, folks.