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

(The scene opens in the back arena hallways as Master Z is walking quickly. Several obscenities are mumbled under his breath. It becomes obvious that he has just arrived due to the large bag he holds over his shoulder. Upon his image hitting the Bruisertron, the crowd errupts into unanimous boos. Master Z doesn't stop his stride and eventually stands behind the entrance curtain.)

JR: Master Z isn't stopping at his locke room! He's coming right out here! Duffel bag and all!

KING: Wow, he sure looks ticked about something. I sure wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that rage!

JR: Well, Shane Perish will definitely have to try and deal with it!

(Master Z stomps into the ring and immediately tears the microphone out of the ring attendant's hand.)

Master Z: Well it seems as if the Brotherhood is in disarray! Two members have disappeared of the face of the planet!

(The crowd cheers)

Master Z: Go ahead and cheer. Because as of right now, The Brotherhood is being put in "layaway" until I figure out whether Scotty Scott has been eaten by the loch-ness monster, or has decided to take a vacation to the Bahamas.

JR: Is Master Z saying that The Brotherhood is no more?

KING: No, JR! He is saying that The Brotherhood is on "lay away."

JR: So once he figures out where the members went, we may see a return. Thats as good as I can guess folks!

Master Z: You can all cheer, but one thing is for sure. Everyone will feel the pain of Master Z's wrath! You think because the Brotherhood isn't in my corner I can't tear this Shane guy limb from limb? Let me refresh your memory... Before The Brotherhood came to be Master Z was your World CHampion!

KING: It's true!

Master Z: Think about that for a while!

("VIctory" hits the PA as Master Z exits the ring and leaves.)

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

At a total combined weight of 491 pounds...
Inferno... Mineral... ECO-SYSTEM

PA: THISISAPUBLICSERVICEANNOUNCEMNT-BZZZT-THISISONLYATEST

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA System as the Eco-System comes out to horrendous boos. They soak in the boos, trash talking with the audience as they walk down the ramp.)

JR: These two men are possibly the most hated wrestlers in the industry right now! They have no redeemable qualties, no friends, and no sense of conscience!

King: Yeah, but they're still the funniest next to Bob "Boxman" Barlestein!

PA: WOULDN'T LISTEN EVEN WHEN I TOLD YOU
WHO THE BLEEP AM I TO SAY?
YOU'RE TOO BUSY WITH THE LIES PRIME TIME SOLD YOU,
A BUNCH OF BUZZWORDS TO FIX YOUR DAY!

(The Eco-System poses for the crowd who boos, and then hop up to the apron.)

PA: OPEN WIDE FOR ALL THE BLEEP THEY'LL FEED YOU,
WHILE YOUR TV DEFECATES!
AND BLINDLY WALK AROUND WHERE THEY WILL LEAD YOU,
WHILE WE TAKE OVER THIS UNION'S STATE!

(The Eco-System climbs atop the turnbuckles, and mouth the words "The World Is Ours!" The crowd becomes angrier as they descend from the turnbuckles. Mineral grabs a microphone.)

Mineral: Darkening, Darkening, Darkening…..so precious. We were your biggest fans for a while there, boys. When we were in Norway, we thought you two were the best team being featured week in and week out. Can't say I agree with your decision to pursue singles careers, but if you think you can succeed, best of luck. Or at least that's what I would have said a few weeks ago. Now, just like everyone else, you think you can stick your nose into our business. Telling us we have no business messing with your "Aqua-girl"…I don't know what's going on in your minds.

Inferno: (taking the microphone) Actually, maybe I do understand why you split up. You figured out somehow that we were the Messenjahs, and you ran SCARED, knowing you'd have to face the kings.
Well, guess what? Tonight, we got the match that puts you two back together, and we're going to DESTROY you punks, and finally prove our superiority! You don't get the big dogs upset when they can still bite……and that's just the Law of the Eco-System. NOW LET'S GO!

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 544 pounds...
Axe... Witherspoon... THE DARKENING

(The lights in the BMWF Arena go out as a strobe effect begins automatically getting the sold out crowd to stand up and roar with boos and the infamous chants as Nirvana's "Lithium" blasts from the speakers.)

(Eventually Axe appears from the back wearing scuffed up black Doc Martins, ripped denim shorts and a New Jersey Nets Jason Kidd jersey. He has a few bruises from the attack made by Rogue Morello last week and is holding his trusty Kendo stick.)

(He soaks in the boos and chants from the crowd before rolling underneath the bottom rope slowly getting to his feet and putting his Kendo stick in the corner before getting a 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: So this home of the Champions...the Detroit Pistons!

(Crowd begins to cheer like crazy for their team.)

Axe: If you ask me...a home of greasy...disgusting...pea-brained idiots with a fluke winning team!

(The cheers suddenly turn into boos as Axe begins to laugh.)

Axe: You all know a great team when you see one and it's the NEW JERSEY NETS!

(The boos continue to rain down from the arena as Axe begins to pace the ring.)

Axe: They'll return in the new season and win again but tonight I and my partner Witherspoon make a return...

(Axe quickly removes his jersey and throws it to the outside revealing his Darkening t-shirt.)

Axe: As The Darkening!

(The crowd continues to boo and chant loudly but Axe waits until it dies down and continues.)

Axe: That's right tonight we face The Eco-System where Inferno embarassed and insulted our friend and manager Aquatic! That is something I will NOT stand for and revenge will be handed out tonight that's for damn sure!

Axe: It feels pretty good being with my partner in a tag match however consider you ignorant fools lucky as you get to see us perform for the last time. I have a singles career to continue as I am on my way to becoming the NEW BMWF Hardcore Champion!

(The crowd continue to boo and throw insults at Axe who just cracks a grin.)

Axe: Get use to this face Detroit...it's a face of a Champion...now Spoon don't feel offended but you got yourself other priorities as well such as the Television Championship title...and I know you will win it when your time comes!

Axe: However we must work together and show The Eco-System we're not happy but their arrival and that it's time for some consequences to be laid out and they must definitely will! Now let's get this match started shall we?!

(Axe hands the mic back and goes to his corner and rests his arms on the ropes waiting for the bell and his opponents to arrive.)

JR: Axe hits Inferno with a dropkick before the bell sending him to the outside.

*DING DING*

JR: Axe is all fired up and this match is underway!
Axe is going to the outside and is literally stomping a mudhole into Inferno!
Finally Axe has stopped and is getting Inferno to his feet and OH! Axe just bounced Inferno's head off the guard rail!

Axe Irish whips Inferno into the ring-post and as he staggers back catches him with an Atomic Drop.

JR: Axe is getting back in the ring to break the count and is going back to the outside he's like a rabid dog King!

King: He's a rabid dog all the time JR! What's your point? HA! HA! HA!

JR: Axe has got Inferno to his feet yet again is throwing some hard right hands! Inferno comes back with a few rights of his own! They are trading shots back and forth!

Inferno goes for a hook but Axe ducks and follows in with a running driving kneelift before whipping Inferno back inside the ring.

JR: Axe is now back inside the ring and hasn't let Inferno get a real advantage so far. He's got him to his feet and OH! He just raked him in the eyes!

King: Nothing wrong with that!

Axe takes advantage while Inferno is blinded and goes for a powerbomb but Inferno is able to slide out but Axe counters with a small package.

JR: One...Kickout! Nice manuever by Axe but it wasn't enough to keep him down!

King: It's too early in the match!

Axe grabs Inferno's legs and drops back hotshotting him into the ropes where he becomes tangled.

JR: Axe is now choking away at Inferno like no tomorrow!
He finally stops at the ref's count of four close to becoming disqualified!

Axe gets Inferno back up and runs his face across the top rope before executing a perfect Belly-to-back suplex.

JR: Axe is cheating his way through this match!

King: I don't see any cheating happening JR!

Axe grabs Inferno's legs again but this time spreads them open and blantantly kicks him in the groin.

JR: What about that King?

King: What? I wasn't looking.

JR: Nevermind.
Axe is now going up to the second turnbuckle and we could see a high risk manuever here.
Axe is up at that turnbuckle and OH! Axe just landed a beautiful elbow drop right on the black heart of Inferno.

King: Does he even have a heart JR?

JR: I don't expect so after what he did.
Axe now making a tag to Witherspoon.

Inferno locks up with Witherspoon in the middle of the ring.
Inferno wraps his hands around Witherspoon's neck and throws him into the turnbuckle.
Witherspoon walks out of the corner dazed, and is met with a boot to the gut.

JR: Inferno looks like he's put on a little muscle in Norway!

King: Nah, that's just fat.

(Inferno levels Witherspoon with a hard DDT. He then whips Spoon into the corner and hits a 360-degree neckbreaker on Witherspoon.)

JR: The old-school tactics of Inferno, paying homage to a great generation of European wrestlers!

Inferno locks a full nelson on Witherspoon.
Witherspoon uses his legs to bridge upward.
Inferno yanks him up and executes a full-nelson bomb.

King: And there's the 100% American brawling!

(Inferno puts Witherspoon's head between his legs and hoists him up. Inferno throws Witherspoon head-first into the turnbuckles with a Raging Inferno powerbomb. Witherspoon recieves an obvious whiplash and grabs his neck.)

JR: That was just dangerous! Inferno is simply trying to injure his opponent here! No conscience whatsoever!

Inferno gives the tag to Mineral.
Mineral and Inferno hoist Witherspoon up.
They execute the Messenjah Bomb, but instead of covering, Mineral does the M.C. Hammer dance as the crowd boos.

King: See that, JR? It's never the wrong time for Hammer Time!

JR: And it's never the wrong time for Miller Time! Can you feel the product placement, King?

Axe hits Mineral with a shoulderblock who gets back up to his feet only to be met with a dropkick. Mineral pops up again but is decked with a clothesline.

JR: Nice series of moves made by Axe.
Axe is now got Mineral locked in an armbar and this could spell trouble for The Eco-System!

Witherspoon comes into the ring and Inferno tries to intervene by is stopped by the referee meanwhile Axe has Mineral in the hold and Witherspoon begins to stomp away at the chest of Mineral while the ref is distracted. Witherspoon makes it to the ropes just in time before the ref turns around.

JR: Axe and Witherspoon using any dirty tactic possible.
Axe still has Mineral's arm locked in that armbar and the ref is checking on him.

The ref asks if Mineral wants to give up but he shakes his head causing Axe to apply more pressure Mineral beginning to yell in pain but continues to shake his head.

JR: Axe is just wrenching on that arm and looks as though he wants to rip it right out of it's socket!
Axe now has applied full pressure and if Mineral isn't careful that arm is going to snap at anytime!

Inferno tries to come in but the ref stops him again while Witherspoon comes over and stomps away before going back to the ropes yet again pretending nothing happened.

JR: This is getting ridiculous!

King: This is getting good JR!

The ref goes back and notices Mineral beginning to fade as Axe has it locked on tight Mineral tries to move only to find himself pulled back until having his arm lifted.

The ref lifts his arm............its falls.
Ref lifts arm again.............it falls for the second time.
Ref lifts arm again..........it stays up!

JR: Mineral is fighting out of this move doing anything possible!
An elbow to the gut of Axe! Another! Mineral is getting to his feet a third! A fourth! He's broken out of it and is hitting the ropes!

As Mineral returns Axe catches Mineral with a Backspin DDT.
Axe gets up and drags Mineral to one of the far ring posts before sliding out of the ring.

JR: Oh no...don't tell he's going to do what I think he's going to do.
Axe has grabbed Mineral's arm and oh no...he's got it near the post!

Axe brings the arm back and suddenly throws it against the post.
He does it again but this time with a lot more force.
Axe does it one last time before giving an evil grin before sliding back inside the ring.

JR: That was just a sick display of violence!
Axe was throwing that arm which was already locked in an armbar across a steel post!

King: He's targeting the body JR and this time it was Mineral's arm.

Axe gets Mineral to his feet and whips him in Witherspoon's corner.
Witherspoon distracts the referee while Axe chokes Mineral and stops before the ref can see.

JR: What is Axe doing?

King: He's got something in his eye JR!

Axe "pretends" to have something in his eye getting the ref's attention while Witherspoon chokes Mineral from behind.
Spoon lets go as Axe goes back to normal and begins stomping away at Mineral.

JR: It was all just a damn dirty trick!
Axe just scraped his boot across the face of Mineral!
He's got Mineral back to his feet and OH! Vertical suplex! A second! And a third! Trifecta of vertical suplexes on Mineral!

Mineral and Axe are trading shots in the middle of the ring.
Witherspoon calls the referee over and begins to argue about Mineral's closed fists.
Aquatic hops up to the apron while the ref isn't looking, and yells at Mineral.
He spins around, and takes a spray of mist as Aquatic hops off the apron.

King: HA HA! Never thought I'd see that!

(Mineral stumbles around for a few seconds, and gets rolled up by Axe. THe referee, back on the job, counts 1...2....kickout!)

JR: VERY close for Mineral! How humilating would it have been to lose to two rookies?

King: Remember when we were saying that about Eco-System vs. Team Beautiful? Ahh, memories.

Axe whips Inferno to the ropes and gets caught with a swinging neckbreaker.
Axe gets Inferno to his feet and gives a thumb to the eye followed by a Russian Leg Sweep.

JR: Axe is getting Inferno back up and whipping to the ropes.
Inferno returning now and OH! Nice Powerslam from Axe onto the canvas!

Axe begins to choke Inferno with his boot but stops at the count of four before pummeling him with left and right hands.

JR: Axe just stopping before four using those closed fists!
Axe is now pounding Inferno's head off the mat and OH! He just raked his eyes!

Axe quickly scales to the top turnbuckle and descends down with a legdrop onto Inferno before getting up and dragging him to where Witherspoon is and delivers some kicks to the chest while Witherspoon chokes from behind.

JR: These two are cheating like crazy!
Witherspoon has let go and Axe got a hold of Inferno he's got him hooked for a powerbomb!

Axe hoists him up and drops him to the outside of the ring.

Axe hits the ropes and goes for a clothesline but its ducked by Inferno as he returns Axe catches him with a dropkick.

JR: Inferno is back up but Axe takes him down with a hip-toss followed by another dropkick this time to the back of the head!

Axe brings Inferno back up and delivers a knifehand chop followed by three more and a quick kick to the groin followed by a small package by grabbing the tights.

JR: One......two....KICK OUT! Axe had those damn tights too!
Axe is now locking on that armbar!
He's applied full pressure and it looks like he wants to end it now!

Mineral tries to come in as he sees Witherspoon walk in but the ref stops Mineral as Witherspoon slips on some brass knuckles and hits Inferno across the head three times followed by a quick stomp before reaching the ropes as the ref goes to check on Inferno but Axe lets go.

JR: Inferno is bleeding quite bad after Witherspoon used those damn brass knuckles! Axe has let go of the hold and is waiting for Inferno to get up!

As Inferno slowly gets up Axe hits him with a kick to the midsection causing him to double over as he does Axe hits The Loner's Landing and runs over to where Mineral is standing and hits him with a forearm.

JR: Witherspoon is coming in and it looks like there going for the finisher here!
Axe is up on the top turnbuckle and Witherspoon has Inferno up for the powerbomb!

The referee goes to the Eco-System's corner to keep Mineral from coming in.
While the referee is distracted, Aquatic comes up to the apron.

King: Here comes a second gentle misting!

(Aquatic spews the mist, but Inferno ducks and Witherspoon catches it in his eyes, releasing the hold. Aquatic looks hsocked, but hops off the pron before the referee turns around.)

JR: Aquatic just caught her own charge with that mist!

Inferno crouches down, watching Witherspoon.
Inferno makes a run at Witherspoon with a spear, flooring him.
He then hooks Witherspoon up, and executes a Sun Flare.

JR: SUN FLARE! Could that be it?

(Inferno throws Witherspoon over into the Eco-System's corner. He tags in Mineral, they hook Witherspoon up, and execute the Nature's Fury!)

JR: NATURE"S FURY! THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT!

Aquatic hops up on the apron and Axe runs in.
Inferno quickly spears Axe into Aquatic, knocking them both out of the ring.
Mineral goes for the pin on Axe
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is vociferously booing the Eco-System.

*DING DING*

Lilly: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS……INFERNO AND MINERAL….THE ECO-SYSTEM!

(The Eco-System gets back into the ring, as does The Darkening. They stare each other down for a few minutes.)

JR: This looks like it's not over! It might explode right here!

Inferno takes a step toward Axe as the crowd buzzes.
Inferno extends his hand, as does Mineral.
Axe and Witherspoon shake them as the crowd buzzes louder.

King: What's going on, JR?

(Aquatic slides in the ring with a microphone with a big grin on her face.)

Aquatic: Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you the newest managerial alliance….of Axe, Witherpoon, and The Eco-System!

(The crowd begins booing, but some are in disbelief.)

Aquatic: Surprised? You should be. I couldn't believe how many of you were so willing to believe Inferno would leave me, or that I would be so upset over a man who weighs twice his I.Q.! (Mineral laughs as Inferno elbows him.) No, but that little trick as well as "The Messenjahs" concept were both to serve one purpose and one purpose only….to keep all of you pathetic fans confused by playing on your emotions while we finalized our business dealings!

(Aquatic laughs as the crowd boos.)

King: Poor Michael Bole! He must really feel bad right now!

JR: AND THE JUDGE!

King: Who?

Aquatic:It was really a simple concept….the Darkening breaks up into two singles wrestlers, bring the Eco-System in as the new tag team. And now, together we will be accomplishing our mos operande at the moment....getting back at Box for taking our tag championships and getting some gold around the new blood's waist! So expect the unexpected, and prepare for a new breed of alliance!

(Aquatic is about to put the microphone back, but Axe takes it.)

Axe: Hold on a second. i can speak for myself too, you know. (addresses the crowd.) You idiots would really think I hated Inferno and Mineral? It shows how much intelligence you Detroit people really have! (Cheap heat) We played you all like a *BEEP* fiddle...good job guys!

Inferno: (taking the mike from Axe.) Let me make something very clear, this is not a stable. But it will be a force. What we have been forming right under your noses is a force, and one to be reckoned with. If you are not intimidated by this right now, I'd advise you not to let your guard down. For if we are anything, we are resourceful, and we have connections. The End Times come swift like a dark rider on a horse.....all must band together or fall alone. We will be atop this mountain once more. No one cub or old grizzled warrior can beat the king lions in their prime. That's not a fable, that's not a parable, THAT'S JUST THE LAW OF THE ECO-SYSTEM! Let's go!

PA: THISISAPUBLICSERVICEANNOUNCEMNT-BZZZT-THISISONLYATEST

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA System as the Eco-System, Axe, and Witherspoon leave to horrendous boos. They are being pelted with garbage by the audience as they walk up the ramp.)

JR: Well, I guess whether this is going to be a real force or just another joke of a stable remains to be seen, right King?

King: 5 bucks on the joke.

JR: KING!

(Suddenly, the Entire Arena goes pitch black as "Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX 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.)

JR: Well, it looks like we are about to be joined by White Lightning

(White Lightning walks around the side of the ring and grabs a mic. He enters with Big Kev following behind. The music ceases and the lights come back on as White Lightning raises the mic.)

White Lightning: Tonight, I have come to discuss the departure of a cowardly @$$ punk. I'm sure you all know him. You know…the guy who lied about being a famous rock star.

(Crowd Boos as they realize he is talking about the no-showing Hashi. Even chants of "Hashi Sucks" are heard amongst the crowd.)

White Lightning: You guys are exactly right. Tai Hashi DOES SUCK! You see after the countless assaults I laid on him he decided to run for the hills. I guess it was for his own good. Let's face it people. That joke couldn't even defend himself anymore. You put this situation on the street and it's manslaughter. The fact is that Tai Hashi ran scared from the BMWF because the Legend was after him.

(White Lightning scans the crowd for a moment.)

White Lightning: Even Tai Hashi can leave with some integrity left, so I put together a tribute video of his career. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Roll the Tape.

(On the Brusiertron appears the words, "The Career of Tai Hashi". Soon images of White Lightning's assault on Tai Hashi from three weeks ago are shown. This part is focused on when Tai was hog-tied to the back of the viper and drug all over the arena parking lot.)

(More Images appear as this one shows Tai Hashi being Powerbombed by Big Kev off the ramp into tables and TV Equipment.)

(Next, White Lightning is shown pinning Tai Hashi from a match earlier in the year.)

(Now, There is Volume, as we hear the actual Tai Hashi sing and Yes, it is extremely terrible. After this the words, "A Worthless Career" appear on the Brusiertron as the video ends.)

White Lightning: Well, that pretty much summarizes his whole career. I'll say the final words. Tai Hashi…. YOU SUCK!

(White Lightning drops the mic and exits to the back as "Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX blares over the PA.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Croydon, London, England...
Weighing in at 302 pounds...

The Headhunter

(His music plays, but no one comes out.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Sturgis, SD...
Weighing in at 270 pounds...

Scotty Scott

(Commissioner Kurt Dangle's theme plays as Kurt comes to the stage wearing a three piece suit.)

KURT'S MUSIC: YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU SUCK!

KING: It's the Commish!

(Kurt stops halfway down the ramp and waves to the fans as white and blue pyro flares on the stage behind him.)

KURT'S MUSIC: YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU SUCK!

(Then he continues to the ring. Once in the ring, he acknowledges the fans and grabs a mic. The music dies off.)

KURT: OK, it saddens me to say that Headhunter had once again been deported back to Bulgaria and even more sad to say that Scotty Scott has been deported back to Mayberry, NC!

KURT: So, that leaves me---the BMWF Commissioner--will only one alternative! As my next act as Commissioner, I hereby strip Scotty Scott...

KURT: That's right! Boo them! They deserve it! Anyway, at the next PPV--Dangle's Duels of Destruction...

KURT:...there will be a one night 8 man tournament for the U.S. Title. Combatants to be named later. Thank you very much!

JR: I can't believe it! Scotty Scott striped of the U.S Title. A one night 8 man tournament for the U.S. Title at our next PPV--Dangle's Duels of Destruction!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Kolic is shown in his locker room, typing on his computer. A box of
jelly-filled doughnuts is next to him under lock and key. The door opens and
Kate walks in, holding several sheets of paper.)

Kate: Bad news, Kolic.

Kolic: Yeah?

Kate: You said you wanted to enter the B.O.X. tournament?

Kolic: More than once, yes.

Kate: You may not be able to fight. The rules say that you had to enter the
week before Monday, June 14.

Kolic: What?!? There was a deadline?

Kate: Apparently so.

Kolic: Great. Just great. My best chance for a title after I lose the
Lightweight belt, and I let something as trivial as a deadline screw it up.
Perfect.

Kate: There are other opportunities. You could try to get your Lightweight
title again.

Kolic: Yes...there's always that. However, I must move on from that title
eventually. For now, however, the Lightweight title will be enough.

Kate: There's something you're not telling me.

Kolic: Yeah...it feels like I'm going nowhere. When I had my title, it felt
like I accomplished something. Like I had proven what I could do. But
now...I'm in a rut. Nothing's going right. Sure, I beat a new guy twice, but
does that matter? He's too new to be upset by a couple of losses, and it
doesn't matter that I beat a rookie. I don't have much opportunity for
another title, everyone else seems to have a lock on them. Where do I go
from here?

Kate: You go where you go, and that's all that matters. So you don't have a
title, big deal. You're a part of the greatest stable in history, and you're
surely one of the greatest Lightweight champions of all time. Be glad for
what you have, but keep working to improve.

Kolic: Yeah...I guess you're right. After my match with Ash, want to grab
dinner? I heard there's a nice sit-down restaurant, think it's called
McDonald's...

Kate: Haha, that's funny!

Kolic: Seriously, I know a good steakhouse down the road.

Kate: I'd love to. Good luck tonight!

Kolic: Thanks!

(Kolic exits the locker room. Seconds later, a boom is heard on the wall.
Kate, startled, walks outside to investigate. Kolic is nowhere to be found,
but a small dent is in the wall.)

Fade

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from San Quentin Correctional Facility...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Ash

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from 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.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash goes for a lariat, but Kolic counters it with a crucifix.
Jack Slone counts: One, shoulder up.
Kolic sends Ash into the turnbuckle.
Kolic uses a 619 on Ash.
Kolic further incites the crowd.
Kolic leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Kolic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Kolic goes for a spin kick, but Ash ducks out of the way.
Ash hits a bodyslam on Kolic.
Ash uses a roundhouse right on Kolic.
Ash goes for a roundhouse right, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic whips Ash into the ropes, but Ash reverses it.
Kolic smacks Ash with a devastating clothesline .
Jack Slone removes the chair from the ring.
Kolic takes Ash down with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic goes for a punch, but Ash blocks it.
Ash goes for a gutwrench suplex, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic hits Ash with a punch.
Kolic punches Ash.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Kolic hits Ash.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Kolic chops Ash.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Ash kicks Kolic.
The crowd is starting to get behind Ash.
Ash chops Kolic.
A small "Ash" chant is being started.
Ash whips Kolic into the ropes, but Kolic reverses it.
Kolic hits Ash with a spin kick.
Kolic nails Ash with a punch.
Kolic hits Ash.
Numerous fans are using Kolic for target practice.
Ash kicks Kolic.
Ash goes for a facerake, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic goes for irish whip, but Ash blocks it.
Ash chops Kolic.
Kolic hits Ash.
Kolic almost takes Ash's head off with a clothesline
Kolic leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Kolic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Kolic hits Ash with a spin kick.
Kolic whips Ash into the ropes.
Ash goes for a lariat, but Kolic ducks out of the way.
Ash falls out of the ring.
Jack Slone counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Numerous fans are using Kolic for target practice.

*DING DING*

JR: A hard fought match between both competitors! Wait, what is Kolic doing?
He's pulling something out...it's his tazer!

King: Turn around Ash!

JR: No! Kolic just shocked Ash with the tazer! Ash falls to his knees, and
Kolic uses the tazer on Ash's head! Ash is shaking about violently, somebody
stop this!

(Kolic leaves the ring and looks under the ring. He pulls out a folding
chair and baseball bat and throws them in the ring.)

Kolic: ARE YOU WATCHING THIS BOX?!?

JR: What malicious plan does Kolic have for Ash? He's holding both
items...NO! Kolic threw up the bat, then slammed the chair into it on the
way down, driving it into Ash's back! Ash is in obvious pain! What is he
doing now? He has the bat under Ash's neck, don't do it Kolic!

King: I've never seen this from Kolic! Keep it up!

JR: OH MY GOD! Kolic drove the top of the chair into the back of Ash's neck,
sandwiching it between the chair and bat! He could have broken the man's
windpipe! Ash is frantically clutching his neck! Stop this Kolic, it's not
worth it! He slams the chair into Ash's head one last time before finally
leaving the ring!

(Sleeping Awake plays as Kolic makes his way to the back)

JR: This is a side of Kolic I haven't seen before!

King: It's about time! That was one of the few things Kolic has done that
hasn't put me to sleep!

JR: Stop it, King! He could have just ended Ash's career!

King: Exactly! HAHA!

JR: We'll be right back!

JR: Something is going on in the back!

(The camera shows Mineral with his face down on the ground. Inferno rushes in and is cracked in the face with a steel pipe.)

**CLANG**

(Inferno drops to the ground next to his partner. The camera backs up and Dreadnaught swings the pipe over his shoulder.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, you Eco-nuts fall down quick! I expected that! Now, it’s time for Dr. Dread to give you a lesson! Let’s see, who is the stupidest…

(Dreadnaught looks over the two. He reaches down and pulls Inferno off of the ground.)

Dreadnaught: All right Inferny…let’s go!

(Dreadnaught hooks him in a headlock and drags him to a door. The sign reads “Parking Lot”. Dreadnaught kicks the door open and drags Inferno through it. He tosses Inferno to the floor and he lands right in front of Dread’s GTO.)

Dreadnaught: Let me tell you something! You (BLEEP)ed with the wrong cat! You see, this is my car!

(Dreadnaught props Inferno’s head up and shows him the GTO. Dreadnaught drops his head and kicks him in the stomach.)

Dreadnaught: This is the man who’s car you took!

(Dreadnaught reaches under the GTO and pulls up a picture of OJ.)

Dreadnaught: You should be lucky he is an understanding guy! He actually had me give you this autographed picture for you as a show of good faith.

(Dreadnaught shows the picture to the camera.)

King: It is autographed! I can sell that on E-bay!

(Inferno gets up to a knee.)

Dreadnaught: Grab it! It’s yours!

(Inferno reaches.)

Dreadnaught: OJ may be a kind man, but that just ain’t in the Churches doctrine! Here is it!

(Dreadnaught pulls the picture back and smashes it over the head of Inferno. Glass shatters all over the parking lot and Inferno is now a bloody mess.)

Dreadnaught: Do onto others, before they do unto you!

(Dreadnaught stares at Inferno before walking away from the parking lot. He stops a janitor.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, you better check the lot over there! Someone is a little messy!

(Dreadnaught smirks as he walks back into the arena.)

(Judge is walking down the hallway as Aquatic runs to catch up to him.)

Aquatic: Hey, Judge! How's my little moneymaker doing?

Judge: What do you want, Sheila?

Aquatic: Oh, nothing! I'm your manager, shouldn't I be concerned about how you are?

(Judge just looks at Aquatic with his eyebrows raised.)

Aquatic: And….I wanted you to renew your contract with me since the Eco-System is back, which negates our old one.

Judge: Aquatic, you played me like a sap last week. Am I supposed to just let that go?

Aquatic: I know, I know I did, and I'm sorry. But come on! You make more money with me even after I take my 10% take!

Judge: It's not about the money, Sheila. It's…it's about principle. You see…you're working with the Eco-System in a guerilla war against the rest of the company. You're abandoning morals and going by the belief that the ends justify the means. I used to follow that line of thinking, I really did, but now….I don't know if that gives the message I want to reflect.

Aquatic: What are you saying? You're "going in a different direction"? What are you, the Lakers?

Judge: It's just…for both our sakes, I think it would be better if we didn't have to be attached to each other anymore. Not good business.

Aquatic: I understand….you get half your ally's friends and all of their enemies, right?

Judge: Exactly.

(Aquatic and Judge shake hands.)

Aquatic: Well thanks. It's been a wild ride.

Judge: Same here.

(Aquatic suddenly leans in and kisses Judge, who looks stunned.)

Aquatic: I've been wanting to do that…good luck tonight.

(Aquatic exits as Judge looks incredulous.)

FADE

(Tobey Miliken is standing in the corner when Flame walks by. Tobey runs up behind her and attacks her. Tobey hits flame over the head with a glass vase busting the vase into a hundred pieces. Flame falls down screaming. Tobey then picks up Flame and spine first runs her into a wall. Flame is laying on the floor crying in pain)

Tobey: Please don't take this person Flame. But I have to do something to get to your hubby.

(Tobey then grabs her shirt and rips it off of her. Flame is laying in the floor trying to cover her up. Tobey kicks her in the ribs and turns her over on her stomach and then pulls a can of spray paint out of his pants and spray paints on her back the following words.)

TOBEY WAS HERE!

Tobey: Make sure your husband gets the message.

(Tobey then picks up Flame one more time and then puts her over his shoulder and finds a table and throws her through it. Flame is not moving at all. Tobey then unzips his pants and appears to be urinating on her.)

Tobey: This is what I think of you and Lowedown.

(The camera pan's in on Flame laying there in the broken mess. Not moving.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Hailing from Starkville, MS...
Weighing in at 225 pounds...

Rogue Morello

("Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin hits the PA as Rogue Morello walks out from
behind the curtain. He is wearing his blue-lensed Oakleys, blue
long-legged wrestling tights, and black boots with "RM" printed on them.
He walks to one side of the stage and throws his arms up in the air as
the crowd pops. He walks to the other side of the stage and moves his
arms in a "get up" motion before walking to the top of the ramp. As he
walks down the ramp, blue sparkling pyro goes off along the sides of the
ramp. When he reaches the ring, he slides in and hesitates on his
stomach in the push-up position before exploding up and climbing one set
of turnbuckles, throwing his fists into the air as pyro explodes from
the other three ringposts. He then jumps back down and motions for a
microphone as his music fades.)

Rogue: Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight, I get my first shot at BMWF gold
against Judge. Now, Judge, I hope you're in for the match of your life
because I can guarantee you that I brought my "A" game with me to
Adrian, Michigan!

(The crowd pops at the mention of Adrian.)

Rogue: Championship gold is what I live for, Judge, and I'm willing to
do whatever it takes to get it. So bring your Joe Brown wannabe ass
right down here to the ring, and let me show you and everybody else here
and watching on TV how much I want that BMWF Light Heavyweight
Championship you got strapped around your waist!

(The crowd cheers again as Rogue throws the microphone out of the ring.)

LILLY: His opponent...
From 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 appears from behind the curtains, holding his BMWF Light-Heavyweight title over his shoulder. He walks about halfway down the ramp and then stops. 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 him. The Judge enters the ring and raises his Light-Heavyweight title in the air to get a chorus of cheers from the crowd. The Judge grabs a mic from ringside and addresses the crowd.)

Judge: ADRIAN, MICHIGAN...

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: COURT IS NOW IN SESSION!

(The crowd cheers again.)

Judge: Tonight's match will feature The Judge going one-on-one with newcomer Rogue Morello with my Light-Heavyweight title on the line! Now I won't lie to you all, Rogue Morello looks like a promising young athlete with lots of potential, but potential won't win you titles! I managed to catch Rogue's pre-match interview last week on Bedlam and his exact words were, "I'm gonna beat him senseless because I can, and I feel like it. And, if any of you out there have a problem with that, then I've just got to say that I really don't give a BEEP."

(Some boos can be heard from Rogue Morello's comments.)

Judge: After hearing the evidence, I think it's about time for my Jury members here in Adrian to make your decision! So if you think The Judge should beat a little respect out of Rogue Morello here tonight, let me hear ya!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen of the Jury, I have reached my verdict and I have decided that The Judge will pin Rogue Morello tonight and...

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

(The Judge hands his title over to the ref and takes off his judge robe.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Rogue Morello punches The Judge.
The crowd is really behind Rogue Morello.
The Judge chops Rogue Morello.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge chops Rogue Morello.
The Judge hits Rogue Morello with a big boot to the face.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge takes Rogue Morello down with neckbreaker.
The Judge executes a legdrop on Rogue Morello.
The Judge hits Rogue Morello with a splash.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
The Judge almost takes Rogue Morello's head off with a clothesline
The Judge goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Rogue Morello counters it with
a facerake.
Rogue Morello goes for a vertical suplex, but The Judge reverses it.
Rogue Morello re-reverses it.
Rogue Morello punches The Judge.
There are lots of chants for Rogue Morello.
Rogue Morello kicks The Judge.
There are lots of chants for Rogue Morello.
Rogue Morello hits The Judge.
Rogue Morello is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
The Judge chops Rogue Morello.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
The Judge kicks Rogue Morello.
The Judge whips Rogue Morello into the ropes.
The Judge goes for a clothesline, but Rogue Morello counters it with a crucifix.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Rogue Morello throws The Judge into the turnbuckle, but The Judge reverses it.
The Judge charges in with a punch, but Rogue Morello lifts his leg.
Rogue Morello hits neckbreaker on The Judge.
The Judge goes for a powerbomb, but Rogue Morello blocks it.
Rogue Morello executes a bulldog on The Judge.
Rogue Morello punches The Judge.
Rogue Morello is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Rogue Morello kicks The Judge.
The crowd is cheering on Rogue Morello.
The Judge punches Rogue Morello.
The Judge chops Rogue Morello.
The Judge executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Rogue Morello.
The Judge goes for a scissor kick, but Rogue Morello ducks out of the way.
Rogue Morello puts The Judge in a sleeperhold.
The Judge is struggling to reach the ropes.
The Judge grabs the ropes after 5 seconds.
The Judge hits Rogue Morello with a belly-to-belly suplex.
The Judge executes a big boot to the face on Rogue Morello.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.

JR: These two men going at it like their lives depended on it!

King: There's championship gold on the line, JR! This is what it's all
about!

(Rogue goes for a headlock, but Judge shoves him toward the ropes.
Judge charges at Rogue and tackles him, with both men tumbling outside
the ring.)

King: Things are about to get interesting!

(Judge goes for a right punch, but Rogue blocks it and hits him with an
inverted atomic drop.
Rogue throws Judge head first into the ringpost.
Rogue whips Judge into the guardrail.
Rogue goes for a clothesline, but Judge ducks, and Rogue tumbles into
the crowd.)

JR: They're taking this fight into the crowd!

(Judge and Rogue exchange blows in the crowd.
Judge picks Rogue up and drops him throat first across the guardrail.
Judge backs up and runs at Rogue, who backdrops him over the guardrail.
Rogue tosses Judge back into the ring and follows him in.)

JR: The challenger in charge now, nailing Judge with stiff right hands!
And a vertical suplex. Goes for the cover! One ... two ... and a
kickout!

(Rogue climbs the turnbuckles and hits a flying elbow drop.)

King: It's over!

JR: One ... two ... no! He kicked out again!

(Rogue whips Judge into the ropes.
Judge ducks a clothesline, and Rogue grabs him with a sleeper on the way
back.
Judge drops down with a jawbreaker.)

JR: Nice counter to the sleeper by Judge!

(Judge hits Rogue with an arm drag takedown.
Judge climbs the turnbuckles, but misses a guillotine legdrop.)

King: Nobody home! HaHA!

(Rogue whips Judge into the corner and sets him on the top turnbuckle.)

JR: Rogue Morello going for a high-risk maneuver!

(Judge pushes Rogue off, but Rogue jumps back up with him.
Rogue hits a hurricanrana off the top rope.)

JR: This could be all! One ... two ... thr-NO! He just got the shoulder
up!

King: I thought we had a new champ!

(Judge hits Rogue with a bodyslam, and climbs the top rope.)

JR: He's signaling for it! This could be the Gavel Smash!

King: Rogue's up to his feet!

(Judge jumps off the top rope, but Rogue catches him in the gut with a
fist.)

JR: Rogue's got him! DDT! There it is! Dazed and Confused! Can Judge get
to the ropes?! How long can he hold on as Rogue has this front chancery
locked in?!

King: He's not gonna make it!

(Judge reaches for the ropes, which are just out of his grasp.)

JR: Can he get there ... YES!

Rogue Morello spins around while pointing at the crowd.
Rogue Morello is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Rogue Morello goes for floatover DDT, but The Judge blocks it.

The Judge hits Rogue Morello with a big boot to the face.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
The Judge smacks Rogue Morello with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge is going for the cover.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Judge throws Rogue Morello out of the ring.
The Judge goes outside.
Aquatic comes from behind and distracts Rogue Morello.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
The Judge whips Rogue Morello into the guardrail.
Bart Farinus counts: 1.
The Judge throws Rogue Morello into the guardrail.
The Judge uses a scissor kick on Rogue Morello.
The Judge climbs back into the ring.
Rogue Morello climbs back into the ring.
The Judge executes the Gavel Smash on Rogue Morello.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.
The Judge goes for the pin.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three.
Numerous fans are using The Judge for target practice.

*DING DING*

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 288 pounds...

"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

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

*DING DING*

JR: Master Z has walked up to Shane Perish. He's badmouthing him and getting in his face!

KING: Punch him Z!

(Master Z headbutts Shane Perish in the nose and follows up with a punt kick to the groin. Shane Perish topples over onto the mat.)

JR: You'd think these guys would learn after the several years Master Z has been getting his cheap shots in!

(Master Z takes a running start and drops a huge elbow into the spine of Shane Perish.)

JR: Master Z looks like he's going to body slam Shane Perish, but no!

Master Z runs with his opponent held high and slams him groin area straight into the ring post!

I don't think I've ever seen that, King!

KING: I've seen everything, JR!

(For a second Shane Perish balances on the top turnbuckle but then a kick to the chest from Master Z sends him falling flat onto his face.)

Master Z chops Shane Perish.
The crowd is wildly cheering Master Z with only a few scattered boos audible.
Master Z chops Shane Perish.
The crowd is wildly cheering Master Z with only a few scattered boos audible.
Master Z executes a Gorilla Press on Shane Perish.
Master Z hits Shane Perish with a throat drop on top rope.

JR: Master Z rebounds off the ropes and catches Shane Perish with a punch to the midsection.

Master Z rebounds again and lifts a knee into Shane Perish's face!

Shane Perish is bleeding from the nose!

(Master Z gorilla presses Shane Perish high in the air and slams him down onto the mat. The ring shakes from the impact.)

KING: Yahh! I think Z broke the ring!

JR: Master Z is choking Shane Perish out! Get in there ref!

Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three...Master Zreleases the hold.

JR: Master Z has Shane Perish in a sleeper hold!

Why? Shane Perish looks unconscious already!

The referee goes to raise Shane Perish's arm, but Master Z pushes the referee away and releases the hold!

What is this lunatic doing!?!

(Master Z drags as to the turnbuckle by his hair and sets him up on the top rope.)

JR: Atomic Driver by Master Z! This one is over!

( . . . Suddenly the crackling of electricity is heard
throughout the arena as every light suddenly blacks
out.)

KING: AHHH!!! Help!

JR: Fans, this is starting to get on my nerves!

(Within seconds the emergency spotlights power up,
highlighting the middle of the ring. There, lying in
the middle of the ring is the body of Master Z. His
body lays lifeless as the lighting shows a pair of
boots at the outskirts of the visible ring.)

KING: Master Z is down again! What in the world is
going on here!? Nobody can do that!!

JR: Wait! Look, King!

(The lights slowly begin to return one at a time. The
lights then betray the attackers presence and can only
be identified as Hush, who is standing only a few feet
from Master Z himself.)

KING: Get the Brotherhood! Somebody get this moron out
of here!

KING: Then get the Job Squad out here!

JR: What's he holding in his hand?

(The camera zooms in on the statue-like stance of the
man known as Hush. His awe-inspiring presence silences
the crowd as he drops a broke baseball bat from the
grip of his right-gloved hand. Mist begins to smother
the squared circle from underneath the ring before
Hush bends down and speaks into a microphone that was
resting on the ring mats.)

Hush: . . . Master Z, it's been interesting to see the
powerhouse I was told to fear resting at my feet like
a small child . . .

(Hush's bandaged face lights up the Bruisertron. The
small specs of blood from the baseball shot to Master
Z's skull are more visible than ever when enlarged.)

Hush: . . . I've expected a little more than this . .
. and maybe I'm wasting my time with you . . . or
perhaps I should go to a more challenging individual
as I did last week . . .

(Hush points to the Bruisertron while the ring
continues to fill up with smoke. The Bruisertron shows
still frames of last weeks Bedlam. The first shot is
of Lowedown, being tosses out of the ring.)

Hush: . . . perhaps I should give Lowedown a chance to
rethink his "clean slate" policy. What do you think,
Z? Or better yet . . .

(The Bruisertron goes to a shot of Hush busting a
steel chair over the head of Tyrone Smith.)

Hush: . . . should I take it to the man at the top of
the dog pile?

(An echoing laughter is heard just as the smoke
consumes the entire ring. Familiar crackling is heard
when the smoke soon begins to dissipate.)

JR: King, I think this Hush character has just laid
out a challenge to not only Master Z, but to Lowedown
and our world champion, Tyrone Smith all at the same
time!

KING: And he's a nutcase for doing so!

JR: I sure wouldn't want to be Hush right about now!

KING: But it'll make for a great show! HA!!

JR: Fans, we'll be right back!

(The crowd begins to speculate as the smoke completely
disappears, not only is Hush absent, but so is the
body of Master Z . . .)

(Bob "Box" Bartelstein is standing in the TCW locker room with a few roadies and El Cruz Blanco. Box is holding two bottles of "Third Coast Beer" while wearing a Chicago Cubs Mark Prior jersey......)

Cosmo The Roadie: So Box, what was it like singing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" at the Cubs/Sox game last Friday?

Box: Man, it was great. By the seventh inning, I was out of my mind. It was all I could do to sing that song. Good thing Chip and Stonie had the words right in front of me. Here, I've got a DVD of it.

(Box slides the DVD into a player and it starts playing in the locker room TV. The camera switches to show the television.)

Box (singing): For its...ONE...TWO.....THREE....STRIKES YOU'RE OUT AT THE OLD BALLGAME!!! HOORAY!!!!

Box: Same thing as last time. The old rev wants to biblical on me? I'll crucify him out there....literally.

Box: When I referee that match, it's going to be right down the middle. Lowedown won't have a thing to worry about. Neither will Axe. What good would it do me to pull a screwjob on somebody?

Box: Then I personally guarantee that Lowedown will not face me in the finals. In that match, I am the Judge, Jury and Executioner. If he gets out of line, then he's knows exactly what's gonna happen. I'll DQ his butt so fast, it'll make his head spin. Same goes for Axe. His buddy Witherspoon wants to show up, then Axe is gone.

Box: What's up with Sledge is that he got into an accident with his truck he's gone for a while. The man was looking for a break anyway and this provided an excuse to do so. Good for him. He'll get some stuff done and come back if he wants.

Box: I'll be selecting a tag team partner very soon.....very soon. If Sledge comes back while I'm still tag champs with whoever this guy is, then I'll worry about it then. The show must go on I'm afraid.

(Into the scene walks in a member of the BMWF makeup staff. She is very well endowed and is carrying a large makeup bag.)

Box: Oh yeah honey, it's the only thing that'll get my mind right for this match.

(The scene fades with Cruz staring at the roadies with a look of disbelief on their faces as the scene fades to black.)

KING: Box is the third worse singer in the world right after Bruiser and William Hunged!

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

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 250 pounds...

The BMWF Hardcore Champion...
Bob "Box" Bartlestein

(The Bruisertron blanks out to be replaced by a green screen that reads, “The Following Match Has Not Been Screened For Content, View At Your Own Risk.”)

(“Hellraiser” by Motorhead thunders loudly over the arena speakers as the Bruisertron switches over to a scene of the City Of Chicago. After a few moments, Bob “Box” Bartelstein emerges from behind the curtain and steps out onto the ramp. Box is dressed in a dark polo shirt, blue jeans, and Sketcher boots. He also has a black hood over his face. He is carrying a black aluminum baseball bat via a holster on his back. Box is wearing both the BMWF Hardcore and Tag Team Championship belts around his waist.)

King: AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH!! NOT ONLY IS HE THE HARDCORE CHAMPION HOSTING HIS OWN TOURNAMENT, BUT HE'S ALSO A ONE MAN TAG TEAM WITH THE TAG TEAM TITLES!!!

King: RIGHT NOW, I'M MORE INTERESTED IN WHY HE'S WEARING THE BLACK HOOD OVER HIS FACE!!!

(Box continues his walk down the ramp as his anthem blisters the eardrums of those in attendance.)

(Box steps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckle to face the camera-side of the crowd. He raises his bat out of its holster to acknowledge the fans. Box dismounts the top rope and holds the BMWF Hardcore Championship and both BMWF Tag Team Championships.)

(Box enters the ring between the second and top ropes. As his song fades out, he gestures for a microphone and is handed one by a BMWF roadie.)

LILLY: His opponent...
From New Orleans, LA...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

"Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne

JR: I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU KING, BUT I THINK BOX NEEDS A SHRINK!!!!

King: YEAH, YOU COULD SAY THAT!!!

JR: Box lays out Reno Fontayne with a double underhook DDT.
Box exits the ring.

King: OH GREAT!!! WHAT'S HE GONNA GET OUT OF HIS SANDBOX THIS WEEK!?

JR: Box walks over to a fan wearing a "TCW: IT'S ABOUT RATINGS, STUPID!!!".
The fan hands Box two sets of handcuffs.

King: OH NO!!! MAYBE BOX WAS SERIOUS.....MAYBE THIS IS THE PASSION OF RENO FONTAYNE!!!

JR: PARENTS....GET YOUR CHILDREN OUT OF THE LIVING ROOM RIGHT NOW!!!

JR: Box grabs his black aluminum baseball bat and enters the ring.
Box walks over to Reno Fontayne and starts yelling at him.
Box gestures to a roadie.
A BMWF roadie hands Box a special headset microphone.
Box puts the headset on and grabs Reno Fontayne.

Box: Rex Es Tu? (Translation: Are you a king?)

JR: Box lifts Reno up to his feet and handcuffs him to the ropes so that Reno's back is facing Box.
Box taunts Reno Fontayne and spits in his direction.
Box grabs his black aluminum baseball bat and teases Reno with it by tapping him on the shoulder.

Box: DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE PUNISHMENT WAS FOR HERESY IN BIBLICAL TIMES RENO? YOU'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT!!!!

JR: Box slams the bat against Reno Fontayne's back causing him to scream in pain.
Box continuously jabs the bat into Reno's ribs and kidney area causing many of the people in attendance to shriek in horror.
Reno Fontayne is going limp from the pain.

King: THIS IS SICK JR!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE WATCHING THIS!!! LOOK AT THE BLOOD COMING FROM RENO FONTAYNE'S BACK!!!

JR: Box pauses again to mock Reno Fontayne and laughs in his face.
Box punches Reno square in the nose sending blood spurting out onto the ring floor.
Box grabs the bat again and presses a button on the headset.

Box: ISAIAH 52:14, "MANY WERE AMAZED WHEN THEY SAW HIM---BEATEN AND BLOODIED, SO DISFIGURED ONE WOULD SCARCELY KNOW HE WAS A PERSON."

King: OH CRUD, WHAT'S HE GONNA DO NOW!!!!

JR: Box repeatedly slams his bat across Reno's back and jams the bat hard into his tailbone.
Box takes a few steps back, charges Reno and clobbers his back with the bat.

King: Reno doesn't look like he's make it JR!!! I've got to call security!!!

JR: Box, with his face painted to look like Satan, steps back and laughs maniacally. He presses the button on his headset.

Box: ELOI, ELOI, LEMA SABACHTHANI!!! (Translation: My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?)

King: HOLY WHATEVER JR!!! THIS NEEDS TO BE STOPPED BEFORE RENO IS KILLED!!!

JR: Several BMWF officials race down to the ring and get in between Box and Reno.
A BMWF official produces a pair of bolt cutters and frees Reno from the handcuffs.

JR: WE'LL GET ORDER RESTORED SHORTLY FOLKS!!!!

JR: We're back!
Box executes cartwheel splash on Reno Fontayne.
Box hits a low blow on Reno Fontayne.
Box executes throat punch on Reno Fontayne.
Box whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes.
Box misses with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne hits Box with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne takes Box down with a flying kneedrop.
The cheers for Reno Fontayne are drowning out the boos.
Reno Fontayne executes a reverse neckbreaker on Box.
Reno Fontayne stands on the top rope and fixes his hair..
The cheers for Reno Fontayne are drowning out the boos.
Reno Fontayne hits a bulldog on Box.
Reno Fontayne stands on the top rope and fixes his hair..
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Reno Fontayne hits Box with a kneedrop.
Reno Fontayne is going for the cover.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Reno Fontayne hits Box with a chop.
Reno Fontayne hits a series of punches on Box.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Reno Fontayne whips Box into the ropes.
Box hits Reno Fontayne with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne begs off.
Box nails Reno Fontayne with a fallaway slam.
Box whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes.
Reno Fontayne misses with an elbow.
Box misses with a clothesline.
Reno Fontayne hits Box with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne nails Box with a series of punches.
Reno Fontayne nails Box with a series of punches.
Reno Fontayne nails Box with a flying kneedrop.
Reno Fontayne doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he
's getting.
Reno Fontayne throws Box into the turnbuckle.
Box comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection.

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("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA System as the Eco-System comes out to horrendous boos. They soak in the boos, trash talking with the audience as they walk down the ramp.)

King: What are these two morons doing here?

(The Eco-System comes down to the announcers' table and put on a pair of headsets.)

JR: Do you two think you can just come down here whenever you want?

Inferno: Well, we normally do, so obviously we CAN.

Mineral: Don't get your Sooners boxers in a knot, JR Finnegan. We're just out here to scout Boxman, like last week.

JR: Hmm…that remains to be seen.

JR: BOX DROP! BOX DROP TO RENO! THAT COULD BE IT!

King: Wait a second….where'd the Eco-System go?

(Inferno and Mineral run down to the ring and slide in. Box immediately nails Inferno with a few right hands, but Mineral nails Box with an Avalanche.)

JR: HARD Avalanche by Mineral! These two just had to get involved in this great match!

Inferno and Mineral hook Box up for the Nature's Fury.
Box flips out and lands on his feet.
Mineral attempts to spear Box, but Box jumps out of the corner and Mineral accidentally spears Reno.

King: HA HA! The moron accidentally got Reno!

(Inferno hits Box with a kick to the gut and runs to the opposite rope, but Box scouts his running knee and flips Inferno over the ropes with a back bodydrop! Mineral runs at Box with a fist, but Box flips him over the rope with a clothesline.)

JR: The Eco-System just got sent out of here!

Inferno and Mineral run out of the arena, pointing and yelling at Box.
Box spits at them and goes back to work on Reno.

KING: YAHHH! Now look!

JR: Axe darts down the rampway Reno and Box unaware of his arrival as he slides inside the ring holding his Kendo stick which happens to be wrapped in sharp barbed wire.

JR: It looks as though Axe is about to get revenge on Box King!

King: Actually I think it's the other way around! Yaaa!

Axe swings back on the kendo stick and sends it forward across the back of Reno and continues to do so.

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

JR: Axe is just whipping away at Reno like a mule!

Axe manages to get Reno down to his knees but continues to hit him repeatedly this time across the head with the kendo stick as Box watches smiling.

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

JR: This is enough dammit!

King: It's a hardcore match and Box can't be DQ'ed!

Axe drops the kendo stick and picks up Reno who is bleeding slightly from the forehead and is suddenly kicked in the gut. As he doubles over Axe executes The Loner's Landing.

JR: LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING ON RENO!!!

Axe picks up his kendo stick and peels Reno's head off the mat so he can line up a shot.

JR: No don't do it! This is sick!

King: This is great! HA! HA! HA!

Axe takes a few steps back and comes running forward bringing his kendo stick directly across the face of Reno making a sickening crack.

*CRACK!!!!*

Axe stomps on Reno a few times before nodding his head to Box and leaving the ring heading up the rampway the damage done.

JR: Axe just decimated Reno and it looks like his chances of winning the Hardcore Championship are over! Box just has to pin him!

King: I think Axe is in a world of hurt for his actions JR!

King: RENO CLEARLY HASN'T BEEN THE SAME SINCE HIS...UM....SCOURGING!!!

JR: Looks like Box is seizing the opportunity King!

JR: Box grabs Reno Fontayne and irish whips him into the corner.

King: THAT HAD TO HURT HIS BLEEDING BACK!!!

JR: Reno pops out of the corner and walks right into a running boot to the face.
Box grabs his black aluminum baseball bat and places it across Reno's throat.

King: RENO HAS BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH!!! NOT THIS TOO!!!

JR: Box gestures to the top rope.

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

JR: Box climbs the top rope and points down at Reno Fontayne.
Box flies off the top rope and lands a........

JR: MODIFIED BOX DROP!!!! MODIFIED BOX DROP ON RENO!!!!
Box goes for the pin....

Ref/Crowd: 1!!!
2!!!
3!!!

*DING DING*

Lilly: YOUR WINNER....AND STILL.....BMWF HARDCORE CHAMPION....BOB "BOX" BARTELSTEIN!!!!!

(Box accepts the BMWF Hardcore Championship and both BMWF Tag Team Championship belts from the referee. Box puts on the BMWF Hardcore Title and climbs each turnbuckle playing to the crowd by holding up the BMWF Tag Team Championship belts.)

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

(The camera fades as a Satan-faced Bartelstein is screaming at the sky and at Reno Fontayne who is still prone on the ground.)

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(White Lightning is seen walking backstage with the All-American Title when Michael Bole suddenly approaches him.)

Bole: White Lightning, I need to ask you a few quick questions

(White Lightning stares at Michael Bole for a moment before speaking.)

White Lightning: Go ahead

Bole: From what I understand, Tai Hashi was the man who you were going to defend your All-American Title against. Who will you face now?

(White Lightning looks down at his All-American Title before he speaks.)

White Lightning: You know something Bole, The All-American Title isn't just some throw away title. You must represent America and the BMWF. Not just anyone can hold this.

Bole: You are right, but who will you face?

White Lightning: Tai Hashi was in line to by challenging for my All-American Title. Lord knows he didn't have a chance in hell to beat me, but anyway the title shot is now vacant. Normally, I would say something like I'm issuing an open challenge, but that just doesn't work.

Bole: Why not?

White Lightning: People just don't respond. I take it as them being frightened by my overwhelming talent. I'm going to try a little different technique. Which I will be implementing, starting next week.

(Bole has a confused look on his face.)

Bole: Please Elaborate on this, White Lightning

White Lightning: Bole, it's quite simple. I won't be issuing challenges to anyone or asking if they want a shot. That's just lame. You see, anyone who I feel is a viable contender, I will be hunting them down.

Bole: To do what?

White Lightning: Hurt them! I figure if everyone is too afraid to bring the action to me, I will bring it to them. Soon, everyone will realize just how dangerous "The Legend" White Lightning is!

Bole: Well, that is a different way to handle things!

White Lightning: Bole, the entire BMWF is on notice. I don't care who you are! White Lightning is after you! There is no place to run or hide, if I say it's your time, then I will hunt you down!

(White Lightning walks off leaving Michael Bole standing by himself.)

Bole: There you had it from the All-American Champion White Lightning! Back to you JR!

JR: Oh My! White Lightning is going to just flat out hunt people down!

King: I heard you are the first one on the list! HA HA!