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

(Scene opens in the back area of the arena. It is still quiet and only part
of the crowd has filed into their seats. Master Z sneaks around between the
empty crates and piled up tables, and finds himself in a dark corner. As his
eyes adjust to the dim light, a large smile grows across his face. The
camera pans to the left revealing a dark figure, also known as Hush, trying
to climb a ladder to get to the rafters.)

Master Z: GOTCHA!

(Master Z charges at Hush, grabs his leg, and launches him off the ladder.
Hush impacts a pile of unused steel chairs with a loud crash. Master Z
slowly approaches the mysterious man with a grin ear to ear. As Hush tries
to pull himself to his feet Master Z kicks him in the crotch. Master Z's
face suddenly turns from a smile to a scowl. His arm and chest muscles bulge
he violently grabs Hush by the hair and lifts him high in the air.)

Master Z: You SOB, you think you can lay a hand on Master Z and live to tell
about it? You think you can handle Master Z's brass knuckles and avoid your
ultimate doom?

(Master Z lifts his massive brass-knuckle-clad arm and decks Hush in his
face. Blood splatters all around.)

Master Z: Where you going punk?

(Master Z grabs Hush by his throat and tears his limp body off the floor.
His body dangles down helplessly in Master Z's tremendous grasp. Master Z,
with a swift motion, then launches hush several feet. Hush comes to a
bouncing stop only after crashing through a pain of glass and a large
scaffold.)

Master Z: What's that I hear? Are you crying, Hush? What kind of a name is
that anyway? Sounds pretty feminine to me... so on the other hand, keep
crying you sissy!

(Master Z grabs hush by the hair, punches him in the face knocking out his
front two teeth, and bites him in the forehead adding to the stream of blood
gushing down his face.)

(Master Z gorilla presses hush high in the air and throws him *through* a
closed door and into the hallway.)

Master Z: Oh my friend, boy have you screwed up this time!

(Master Z, without stoping his walking pace, grabs the limp body of Hush and
flings him over his shoulder. Z continues to walk whislting as Hush drips
blood to the floor.)

(The camera follows Master Z as he walks though the locker-room area.
Finally, Master Z stops at a door labeled "Tyrone Smith." A smile once
again crosses Master Z's face as he knocks on the door. Master Z drops the
body of Hush onto the floor and walks away whistling.)

(A moment goes by, then Tyrone Smith opens his locker room door. His eyes
light up as they fall upon the unconscious body of Hush.)

Tyrone: Man, 'tis like room service… I ain't even need to call nobody.
(Laughs) Tol' ya, Hushpuppy... I wouldn't come lookin' for ya. D@mn, I was
right. Well... Welcome to hell.

(Tyrone drags Hush in by his locker room leaving the door open. Hush can
be heard screaming as well as strange thud noises. The camera man only gets inches into the room before he sees Tyrone making his way back to the front of the room. Tyrone's hands are bloody. He puts up a "Do Not Disturb" sign.)

(A black garbage bag flies out of the door and thuds against the
opposing wall. Within the bag, it becomes aparent that the body of Hush lies
motionless. Tyrone slams his door shut.)

*WHISTLING IS HEARD*

(Master Z soon comes strutting and whistling back around the corner. Without
stopping, Z picks up the garbage bag containing the carcus of Hush, and
slings it over his shoulder. Master Z walks a few more steps, turns a
corner, and drops the bag on the floor once again. The camera pans up
revealing the door of Lowedown.)

(Lowedown's door soon opens. With a surprise, he opens the garbage bag
revealing Hush.)

Lowedown:And this would be what? An early birthday present?

Master Z:Look pal! We aren't friends and we aren't going to be for a long
time so I suggest you take this opportunity to deal with my good nature
while I still have it!

Lowedown:You bring Hush to me? Why? I thought there was a clean slate here?

Master Z:If I know you Lowe, you don't have a clean slate! When someone
punks you out like this fool did, it burns a hole in your stomach! You want
to beat this punk down don't you?

(Lowedown looks down at the body of Hush and then looks back at Master Z.
Lowedown then sticks his hand out like he's asking for something...)

Lowedown:Do you mind if I borrow something?

(Master Z nods his head and pulls a pair of brass knuckles out of his back
pocket and places them in Lowedown's hand. Lowedown places thee brass
knuckles on his hand and shines them against his shirt for a moment...)

Lowedown:We may not like each other Z, but I have always admired your taste
in jewelry. Shall we dance Hush?

(Lowedown shouts to Dozer who looks out and then walks back in long enough
to bring out a chair. Lowedown and Z place Hush's body in the chair and try
to keep him from sliding long enough for Lowedown to lean back and deliver a
devastating shot to the side of Hush's head...)

Lowedown:The new guy walks into one of my matches and thinks I'm going to
walk away? Man, sometimes I am too easy going!

(Lowedown hoists up Hush over his shoulder and brings him to a concession
table where a few of the jobbers are snacking. Lowedown bumps Bat Masterson
and almost pushes him over. Lowedown then suddenly drives Hush right through
the concession table with a spinebuster. Vegetable trays are flung
everywhere as Lowedown tries to keep from being hit by the dip...)

Lowedown:Hey Bat! I'm really sorry about what Tobey did to you last week. To
make up for it, I would like for you to accompany me to the ring tonight
against Tobey Miliken.

Bat:Are you serious? I can mosey down to the ring with you?

Lowedown:I need someone to watch things. Brother Dozer will be there as will
Flame for the destruction of Tobey Miliken. You I want to keep the sinners
in the front row from getting...messy.

Bat:Messy? What do you mean?

(Lowedown whispers something in Bat's ear and Bat almost loses his lunch
right in front of Hush lying on the floor motionless. Bat finally pulls back
and looks at Lowedown nervously...)

Bat:Okay. I will be there. You can count on me.

Lowedown:Good to hear. Now scram ya lil' whippersnapper!

(When Lowedown is through, and Hush is hardly breathing, Lowedown kicks him
out into the hallway once again.)

(Master Z, as if like clockwork, comes walking around the corner with a
large smile across his face. He stands, hands on hips, and looks at Hush
lying in his own puddle of blood. By this time Hush has several broken
bones, is missing teeth, and both eyes have swollen shut. Master Z lifts the
body up to his shoulders and continues to walk.)

(The camera view switches to that of a parking lot. The double swinging
doors soon open revealing Master Z holding the battered, beaten, and broken
body of Hush. Master Z walks over to a large blue dumpster against the wall,
opens the lid, and dumps the body inside. Z continues to spit into the open
bin laughing. Master Z walks away as sirens can be heard in the distance.)

(The camera closes in on the dumpster. Taka Minchinoclu and Yaz Hamaguchi walk by and look into the dumpster. Taka lifts Hush up.)

YAZ: Ah, no! This mean Hush-san is really major superstar who come back for 26378th time and cannot be hurt till reveals who he am!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

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

Ash

PA: CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES…THIS IS MY LAST RESORT

(The opening of Papa Roaches’ anthem blares over the Arena’s speakers as Ash makes his way from the back. He half flexes at the top of the ramp showing the large white “Outlaw” written across the black shirt covering his upper body. Ash makes his way down the ramp stopping to pay attention momentarily to a few lucky fans. Ash rolls into the ring and turns to face Ezekiel.)

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

Ezekiel

(The arena lights fade)

P.A: FOLLOW ME INTO THE LIGHT

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

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

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

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

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

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

*DING DING*

JR: Ezekiel is building up an impressive run here in the BMWF. People at the top need to start watching the light.

King: What on earth are you talking about JR, you sound just like that idiot!

JR: Ezekiel quick off the mark, a combination of lefts and rights on Ash. Ash in the corner, a couple of stiff boots to the gut of Ash. Ash thrown to the outside, Ezekiel follows and throws Ash into the steel steps. Ash’s leg crashed into the metal steps there. Ezekiel with a couple of kicks to the back of the leg, followed by an elbow drop. Ezekiel rolls in and out the ring to break the ref’s count.

(Ezekiel throws Ash’s left leg into the ring steps once again, then throws him into the ring.)

JR: Ezekiel back to his feet, he’s not looking too happy.

(Ezekiel starts stomping on the inside of Ash’s leg)

Ezekiel hits Ash.
Ash punches Ezekiel.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Ash.
Ash chops Ezekiel.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash smacks Ezekiel with a devastating lariat .

JR: Ash does not seem to be taking this match at all serious King. He’s out there just toying w/ Ezekiel.

King: I know JR, but are you saying he should be taking it more serious?

JR: This may be an uneven matchup King, but that doesn’t mean Ash shouldn’t show his opponent some respect.

You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Ash.
Ash executes an elbowdrop on Ezekiel.
Ash nails Ezekiel with an elbowsmash.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ezekiel misses with a shoulderblock.
Ezekiel hits Ash with an elbow.
Ezekiel covers Ash.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Ezekiel uses a savate kick on Ash.
Ezekiel is going for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ezekiel uses a belly-to-back suplex on Ash.
Ezekiel hits Ash with a belly-to-back suplex.
Ezekiel hits Ash with a savate kick.
Ezekiel takes Ash down with a drop toehold.
Ezekiel covers Ash.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Doesn’t look like Ezekiel wants to waste any time today, Ezekiel lifting Ash to his feet, Ash seems to be favouring his leg. Ezekiel looking to put his one away, going for the Inquisition… Ash blocks the move. Ash with a kick to the gut followed by the Bona Fide, he goes for the pin…
REF: One… Two…

JR: Shoulder up!!!! That was close!!!

Ezekiel runs into the ropes.
Ash misses with a clothesline.
Ezekiel hits Ash with a clothesline.
Ezekiel is going for the cover.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Ezekiel sits on the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring when opponent has been
knock for six, looking somewhat dissapointed of his opponent.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ezekiel locks Ash in an armbar submission.
Ash gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Ezekiel chops Ash.
There are lots of chants for Ezekiel.

(Ash whips Ezekiel into the ropes and follows in. As Ezekiel comes off the ropes Ash levels him with a hard clothesline that takes him off his feet.)

JR: A vicious clothesline from the former champion puts Ezekiel on his back.

King: Ezekiel’s record is so poor you’d think he’d be more comfortable on his back JR.

JR: That was uncalled for King.

King: Maybe so, but that doesn’t make it any less true.

JR: Ash kicks Ezekiel.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Ash.
Ash chops Ezekiel.
A few fans are cheering on Ash.
Ezekiel punches Ash.
Ash hits Ezekiel.
Ash kicks Ezekiel.
Ash goes for a bodyslam, but Ezekiel counters it with a front facelock.
Ash makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 16 seconds.
Ezekiel runs into the ropes.
Ash hits Ezekiel with an elbow.
Ash goes for a snap mare, but Ezekiel blocks it.

JR: Ezekiel with Ash in the corner, a solid right hand, and another – the crowd behind Zeke tonight. Ezekiel with a headlock, he’s signalling for something – OHHHH a running bulldog!!

Ezekiel holds onto the headlock on the ground, looks like he’s working into another hold. Ezekiel swings his legs round and locks in a guillotine choke, Ash struggling here. Ash with his foot on the ropes, great ring sense by Ash to break that hold.

King: Great move by Ash!

JR: Ash pulls himself up on the ropes, thrusting sabot kick from Ezekiel – Ash over the top rope and to the arena floor. Ezekiel rolls out the ring, he’s pulling up the protective mating. Bona Fide – a gutwrench powerbomb onto the cold concrete, Ash must be out cold.

JR: Ezekiel sends Ash to the ropes, Ash ducks the clothesline attempt, rebounds of the ropes, WHAT A MOVE – Ezekiel use the momentum of Ash against him and locked in a rolling butterfly lock. The ref is right there, Ash reaching for the ropes, just a couple of inches too far he can’t get to them.

King: Come on Ash, don’t let this idiot beat you!!

JR: Ash can’t reach the ropes, Ezekiel has the move locked in…

(Ash contorts his body and manages to somehow escape the hold)

King: YAH!!! Ash escaped!!!

JR: Ash pulls Ezekiel back, he’s signaling for the Lethal Injection, this could be all she wrote folks.

(Ash hoists Ezekiel off his feet then drops him backwards and into the Lethal Injection.)

JR: LETHAL INJECTION! Ash is going for the pin.

Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is really behind Ash.

*DING DING*

JR: YEEHAW KING!!! NOW THAT’S WHAT I CALL A MATCH!!!

King: You betcha good ole JR. You know I met a woman the other night here in Wisconsin and she had some Wisconsin cheese, BUT IT WASN’T IN THE FRIG IF YOU GET MY DRIFT!!! I NEED TO GIVE MYSELF A MEDICINE SHOT!!!

JR: And with that all too revealing factoid, WE’LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!

(The camera transitions to a serene lake with a beautiful sunset. A couple in their mid to upper 50’s is holding hands walking down the perfect lakefront.)

Narrator: Does your man have a “hard” time…..well…..being a man outdoors?

(The camera switches to show a woman sobbing holding a box of Kleenex sitting outside of a tent.)

Male voice from inside the tent: I’M SORRY HONEY!! IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S ME….AND ALL THESE DARN BUGS!!!!

Woman (talking thru tears): You’re not a man. Even with the medication, you can’t satisfy me!!!

(Bob “Box” Bartelstein, wearing camping gear and holding a can of beer with the brand name rubbed off, walks up to the woman. He sits down and puts his arm around her.)

Box: Does your man have a hard time satisfying you outdoors even though he’s taking a prescription medication for his lack of manliness?

Male voice from inside the tent: WHO THE HECK IS THAT OUT HERE?? THAT BETTER NOT BE MY BROTHER!!!!

Woman (talking thru tears): Y…y….y…yes.

Box: Well then Sugarpie……

Male voice from inside the tent: HEY!!! THAT’S MY PET NAME FOR HER!!

Box: SHUTUP LIMP BLEEP!!! Now Sugarpie….I’ve got a pill that can cure what ails that ineffective old slab of meat…..NEW CIALIS WITH DEET!!!!

(The camera switches to the new wonder drug…..Cialis With Deet.)

Narrator: THAT’S RIGHT YOU SEX DEPRIVED WOMEN!!! MAKE YOUR MAN A REAL MAN AGAIN WITH NEW CIALIS WITH DEET!!!! CAN HE PITCH A TENT OUTDOORS, BUT NOT IN HIS PANTS?? THEN TRY ALL NEW CIALIS WITH DEET!!!

Narrator: You see, the original Cialis was only designed to work indoors. We’ve re-“tooled” the formula by adding the all-bug repelling power of Deet to make your impotent man important once again. See, making whoopee outdoors can make a man nervous because of all the bugs biting his bare behind while he’s handling his woman. All new Cialis With Deet takes care of those undesirable bugs…especially those that carry the deadly West Nile Virus.

(The camera shows the ineffective, wrinkled “man” taking two pills of Cialis With Deet.)

Ineffective 50 year old man: OH BABY!! FORGET THOSE MOSQUITOS HERE I COME!!! LITERALLY!!!

(The camera changes to show the same tent again.)

Male voice from inside the tent: YEAH BABY!!! C’MON!!! WHO’S YOUR GRANDPA HUH?? WHO’S YOUR GRANDPA?

Woman: YES!!! YES!!! THANK YOU BOX!!!

(Box walks in front of the tent.)

Box: No Sugarpie, don’t thank me. THANK CIALIS WITH DEET!!!

Narrator: ALL NEW CIALIS WITH DEET!!! Side effects include: baldness, weight gain, water retention, varicose veins, bubble gum buttocks, excessive back hair, and a feminine voice. Other than that, this drug is very safe!!

(The camera fades to black.)

JR: The Church of Legends member Dreadnaught is standing by with Michael Bole!

(The camera changes to the back, where Dreadnaught is seen wearing a Church of Legends T-shirt and dark sunglasses. Bole pulls the mic up.)

Bole: Dreadnaught, you and Reno reunite as the Power Trip tonight against Box, and some mystery partner!

Dreadnaught: And you can just tell how excited I am to find out who that loony has picked as his partner! It really don’t matter, ‘cause when it is all said and done. He is just small piece in the history of the BMWF! Me and Reno are legends! LEGENDS BOLE! In the history books, our names will be on every page! And when you add Lowe into that book, it is completely full of the three people who revolutionized this industry! The book of Legends is full, and there is no room for anyone in TCW!

(Dreadnaught looks into the camera, and a TCW chant can be heard from the crowd.)

Dreadnaught: Cheer all you want, but these men are NOTHING! Sure Box may have some talent. Yeah, he has the Tag Team Titles and the Hardcore Title at the same time! That is a fantastic accomplishment! I mean, if you like getting your face bashed in with chairs every night! But, when you elevate your game, and really see where you can go! You will see that Reno and I paved the way! Dreadnaught: TAG TEAM AND WORLD CHAMPION! Reno: TAG TEAM AND INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! That is what the history books will tell you Box! We have been even higher up the mountain than you will ever be, so just get used to staying there! And, as far as the match tonight goes, pick any partner you want! There ain’t nothing at stake, which means you got no faith in your partner, so I have no faith in you Box!

Bole: What does faith have to do with wrestling?

Dreadnaught: Faith has everything to do Bole! See, the Church has faith, that in the end, things will work themselves off. Either through divine intervention, or through brute force and violence! Faith will make sure that the right is done, and the wrong are punished!

Bole: Speaking of punishment, Harry is being punished for his interference by having to defend his title against you and Tamer at the Pay Per View. And, you get to pick a stipulation!

Dreadnaught: Yeah, that is what I mean by faith! See, I had faith that Harry would pay for his sins. Either I would take them out on his (BLEEP), or someone else would. And after the last Bedlam, my faith has been increased! Harry, now, you must have faith! I will announce my stipulation, but it won’t be this week! It may be next week, or I may need to think about it some more after that! But Harry, have faith! Have faith that whatever I select as the method to take the Intercontinental Title away from you will be brutal and bloody! And it will be poetic, because you aren’t capable of hanging on to that belt after the Dread sets his sights on it! You knew this from the first day, and that is why you had Pain interfere when I have you flat on the mat! So it is written, and so it shall be done! This is not an optional piece of history. THIS IS WHAT MUST OCCUR! Just like I will regain the Intercontinental Title. I will ruin you Harry! So stay in the country and never return! This is what is safe for your health! This is what is safe for your family. And that will allow you to live in the future! Harry, I am coming and there is nothing you can do to stop me! I am the Psychotic Juggernaught, and I will take your soul in exchange for your sins! I came to bring the pain!

(Dreadnaught pulls his sunglasses off and stares into the camera. He then turns and walks down the hall.)

Kurt: What was I doing?

(A door opens and shuts. Kurt has a shocked look on his face when he turns around. The camera pans out to show Scotty Scott standing there.)

Scotty: Mayberry? Ya know I ain't from no Mayberry, NC.

Kurt: Oh Scotty, you know I was wondering when you might show up and ask for your job back.

Scotty: Ya know what the problem was thera. I ain't gotta go through all that 'gain.

Kurt: I see that you have not gone and got those diction classes like I told you to.

Scotty: Oh yeah, that message ya sent when the police came and took muh belt from me. I ain't back for anythin' but ta get muh title back.

Kurt: Your title? I believe that the US title that you are refering to is property of the BMWF.

Scotty: Ain't nobody beat me for that title.

Kurt: You want to waltz back in here and demand that you get "your" title back? Scotty, you have to show me that you deserve to be back in the BMWF before I can even think about that. Scotty, I did what I had to do. I was given the order from the Board of Directors. Now they are telling me, that if you want back that you have to prove to me that you deserve to even be back in the BMWF. So prove to me that you deserve to be back and I will consider it.

Scotty: Prove that I deserve to be back? I'm a Grand Slam Champion here. I ain't got nuthin' ta prove.

Kurt: Prove to me and I will consider it.

Scotty: I must've dropped ya to hard on yer head too many times.

Kurt: Like I said...

Scotty: Oh I'm gonna prove it.

(Scotty storms out of the office as Kurt sits down to a glass of milk and some cookiess

(The camera cuts backstage where The Judge is shown standing in front of a Dangle's Duels of Destruction Pay-Per-View poster. The crowd cheers as they see the Light-Heavyweight champ.)

Judge: Pain, I told you that you had one week to answer my challenge, but I still have not received a peep from you. You think this is a game Pain? You can't just attack someone from behind and almost break their neck and not expect retribution! On Bedlam last week, I challenged you to a match at Dangle's Duels of Destruction for the Light-Heavyweight title, but I guess you are too much of a coward to answer my challenge. So now I'm giving you two options. Option Number One: Answer my challenge and we'll have our match. Option Number Two: I beat an answer out of you and then we have our match. Because in this country, we have a democracy Pain...freedom of choice. Your choice better be the right one.

(The Judge grins slightly as the camera fades.)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
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.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing 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 then hands the belt to the timekeeper and waits for his opponent.)

*DING DING*

JR: Kolic's extending his hand for a handshake, Judge seems hesitant. This
is obviously a trick on Kolic's part. He finally shakes his hand...I knew
it! Kolic sucker-punched him with a left hook to the head! Judge stands, and
Kolic hits a standing dropkick! Judge gets to his feet, only to get another
dropkick! Kolic grabs Judge and whips him to the turnbuckle, but Judge
reverses. Kolic jumps on the turnbuckle...whoa! Kolic just back flipped over
a charging Judge! Judge staggers out of the corner, and Kolic rolls him up
for a pin!

Ref: 1, kickout!

King: He went for the pin this early? I thought he was the resident genius!

JR: Maybe he thought Judge would be too stunned from the backflip to kick
out. Judge struggles to his feet...Kolic rebounds off the far ropes and hits
a hurricanrana! Kolic quickly climbs to the turnbuckle and hits a frogsplash
on Judge! He goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, 2, kickout!

Kolic nails The Judge with a Russian legsweep.
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 The Judge ducks out of the way.
The Judge hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Kolic.
The Judge nails Kolic with a legdrop.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Kolic hits The Judge with a clothesline.
Charles Robertson removes the chair from the ring.
Kolic leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Kolic runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Kolic hits The Judge with a frog splash.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Kolic takes The Judge down with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic takes The Judge down with spinning headscissors.
Kolic goes for a 619, but The Judge blocks it.
The Judge goes for a DDT, but Kolic counters it with a low blow.
Kolic kicks The Judge.
The Judge hits Kolic.
Kolic kicks The Judge.
The Judge kicks Kolic.
The Judge kicks Kolic.
The Judge is getting a ticked look amidst all the boos.

JR: Judge has Kolic in the corner, he's assaulting Kolic with punches...but
Kolic fights back! They're trading punches, but Kolic gets the upper hand!
Kolic ducks a punch and hits Judge with a Russian legsweep! Kolic puts Judge
in a sitting position, hits the ropes, and dropkicks Judge! That was some
force behind the dropkick! Kolic goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, 2, kickout!

JR: Kolic nearly had it there! Kolic grabs Judge's leg and kicks behind the
knee! And again! Kolic grabs Judge's legs, but Judge pushes him off! Judge
stands and walks to Kolic, but Kolic drop toeholds Judge onto the second
rope! Kolic gets up and signals for the 619! He rebounds off the far
ropes...and hits it! He immediately handstands on the top rope...Judge
stands...and Kolic hits the Slide Rule!

Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge almost takes Kolic's head off with a clothesline
The Judge covers Kolic.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge pretends to bang his gavel.
The Judge is getting a ticked look amidst all the boos.
The Judge whips Kolic into the ropes.
Kolic goes for a clothesline, but The Judge ducks out of the way.
The Judge hits a scissor kick on Kolic.
The Judge goes for a DDT, but Kolic counters it with a small package.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Judge looks to have the match won. He kicks Kolic in the gut, then
signals for the Gavel Smash! He jumps off the turnbuckle...WHOA! Kolic
jumped and hit a spin kick on Judge's head! Both men are down...but Kolic
hits a kip up! He's signaling for the Binary Blast!

King: It's about time!

JR: He grabs Judge, Irish whips him into the ropes...

The Judge hits him with the gavel.
The cheers for The Judge are drowning out the boos.
Charles Robertson calls for the DQ.
The boos are resurfacing again.

*DING DING*

>>>

(Reno Fontayne is shown sitting with The Couch inside the Church locker room.)

Couch: Reno, fans want to know what kind of condition your in after the beating you took at the the hands of Box.

Reno: Couch, Reno is the same as I’ve always been I’m fine. Box busted me up, he dominated me like I have never been dominated by another wrestler in my entire career. On that night, Box was the better man.

Couch: Reno, tonite you and Dreadnaught face Box in a match for his world tag team titles. Are you 100% ready for a match after that physically grueling match you had last week.

(Reno puffs on his trademark cigar.)

Reno: The only thing Box didn’t hit me with last week was the kitchen sink. Im about 50% of where I should be for a match of this caliber. However! Even at 50 percent, Reno is still better than 99% of the ham and eggers on the roster today! So buckle up Box! All you did was knock away some of the cobwebs. The Monster is Back! The monster is pissed! And tonite you and the rest of the world will see the Darkside of Reno Xavier Fontayne!!!!!

(Reno stands quickly and walks from the shot)

Couch: Back to you JR!

(The BruiserTron shows old frames of Prime Time moments from the show….Eco-System blowing up Tamer's room,video games with Mineral, Clancy, Tamer, and Inferno…match spots….Eco-System's tag title wins, Tamer's Intercontinental Title win.)

PA: You took from me all that I had…..

(Suddenly, we cut to the Eco-System being arrested.)

PA: Which my soul and spirit did…

(New members' inductions into Prime Time…..Tyrone…Headhunter.)

PA: Killing everything in me…..

(Tyrone's title win watched on TV by the Eco-System.)

PA: Why must one use two to be three?

(Tamer and Kolic celebrating by Tyrone's side his title victory/Tamer teaming with Tyrone.)

PA: Now to drive away the pain….I'll destroy all I disdain…..

(Messenjah promos playing over the BruiserTron.)

PA: I'll become what I despise….living someone else's lies….

(Inferno and Mineral throwing on the Messenjah robes, instructed by a "Saint" and Ezekiel.)

PA: DON'T EVER BACK DOWN! DON'T EVER TURN AROUND!

(Messenjahs attacking after Tyrone's match, Mineral trading fistcuffs with Tyrone, Inferno lowblowing Tyrone, Tamer taking a Messenjah bomb, Kolic and Headhunter running the Messenjahs off.)

PA: MY END HAS COME FOR NOW, I COME FOR YOU….

(Messenjahs revealing themselves as the Eco-System, the ensuing facedown with Prime Time, Eco-System leaving. The BruiserTron fades to four visages: Inferno with gold, Mineral with gold, Tamer with gold, Tyrone with gold.)

JR: It's the legendary tag team of the Eco-System, facing the golden boys of Prime Time, Tamer and Tyrone! It's in a 15-foot steel cage! And it's TONIGHT!

JR: The Church of Legends is holding service right now!

(Inside a locker room a small flicker from a candle can be seen. The faces of Reno and Dreadnaught are huddled around the candle.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, what is this candle supposed to do?

Reno: Patience Deacon Dread! This is about patience! What you truly desire and need does not come easily!

Dreadnaught: In the hood, we would just jack the fool!

Reno: Well, that would explain the strange visions I have been having!

Dreadnaught: What thangs you seeing son?

Reno: In my dreams I see two men, one relaxed, yet full of anger and rage. And one man seething and burning in flames with desire to cause harm!

Dreadnaught: That’s deep! I can feel that!

Reno: Then on the other side. I see a cocky man with gold around his waist and a mysterious man on his side!

Dreadnaught: Well, since all that is coming true tonight, what happens next!

Reno: The man that is in flames ignites the relaxed man and they burn a howl straight to the heart of the other men! And when they pull the heart’s out of the other twos chest. Those hearts also ignite in flames and that is the end of the vision!

Dreadnaught: You know, I like that! Cause I feel on fire, and I know exactly how much rage I have for what Box did to you last week! So, just like that dream, let’s go burn through TCW!

(Reno holds a TCW shirt in the air and hangs it over the candle flame. The shirt catches on fire and Reno drops it to the floor. The shirt bursts into flames as the camera zooms in on the TCW logo in flames)

JR: This match certainly will set the Bradley Center on fire!

>>>

(Bob “Box” Bartelstein is sitting in the TCW locker room holding a bowl of popcorn watching “The Butterfly Effect” on DVD. El Cruz Blanco enters the scene with a five pound bag of Runts Hard Candy and a really big Coke. He sits down next to Box……)

Cruz: Hey mahn, dis movie is frickin great huh?

Box: You have no idea, this one rocks. I figured Kelso would blow big time, but he can act.

Cruz: Yeah, or maybe he’s juzt a one time wonder you know esse.

Box: Like someone we know.

Cruz: Yeah mahn, like dat Reno Fontayne.

Box: I don’t get that guy, one minute he’s Mister Preacher McFondle with his little collection picturebook collection. Now he’s lost his faith and has decided that what’s best for his ailment is another butt kicking from yours truly.

Cruz: Dude, you not just gettin’ in dere wit Reno. You’ll be in there with Dreadnaught too.

Box: Yeah well so what. It’s two on one….AGAIN!!! For the BMWF Tag Team Championship. They beat me and they’ll be the most pathetic tag team this federation has ever seen. They lose to me and guess what?

Cruz: What?

Box: They’ll still be the most pathetic tag team this federation has ever seen. You see, Team Beautiful couldn’t get the job done against the One Man Tag Team. What makes you think a Has Been and A Never Will Be will take me out?

Cruz: Hey dude, no doubt you’ve been kicking butt out there. But you gotta face facts Boxman, you’re due to lose one of these days.

Box: I know I’m due. This run can’t last forever. Now let’s watch this fricking movie. This DVD also has a wicked Director’s Cut with an alternate ending.

Cruz: Dude, I love different endings.

Box: Me too man, me too.

(Box makes a remote control gesture at the camera and the scene goes black.)

LILLY: This contest is a for the BMWF Tag Team Championship!

At a total combined weight of 485 pounds...
From South Central L.A.... weighing in at 245 pounds...
Dreadnaught
His partner...
From New Orleans, LA... weighing in at 240 pounds...
"Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne

PA: Consider this an invitation…TO MY GANGSTA NATION!

(The Bruiser-tron shows a spinning globe that stops over the US. The outline of California glows red, and then the entire state is consumed with a red glow. The Bruiser-tron glows red with “Church of Legends”. The camera zooms into California and then shows a long winding road. The road slows down and stops on a sign reading “Hell: Population 1”. Reno’s face shows on the screen as he says…)

PA: GOING MY WAY?

(“Highway to Hell” blasts through the Bradley Center as pyro explodes from the stage. Images of Reno and Dreadnaught show on the Bruiser-tron as the two men emerge on stage through all the smoke. Reno slowly walks to the edge of the stage, and Dreadnaught puts his hands up in the air. The two walk down to the ring as they talk on their way down.)

JR: Dreadnaught seems more relaxed than earlier today!

King: That vision from Reno may have relaxed him!

(Dreadnaught slides under the bottom rope and Reno walks up the stairs. Dreadnaught leaps up on the second turnbuckle and looks out over the crowd as Reno looks around the arena.)

(The lights in the arena darken as a lone red spotlight shows on the entrance to the bruisertron ramp. The bruisertron screen shows an image of a white church, the doors slowly swing open revealing Reno Fontayne standing at the door of the church wearing a black suit as Reno begins to walk toward the camera the real Reno Fontayne steps thru the curtain as “Highway to Hell” begins to pound from the PA system. Reno is dressed in his black leather wrestling jeans. Reno’s upper body is taped with bandages holding his damaged ribs and back together.)

JR: Reno should not be in this match King!
King: Hey maybe Box will finish him off this time!
JR: He suffered a massive amount of blood loss last week. He spent 3 days in the hospital and was forced to waive the BMWF of any responsibility if he suffered any life or career ending injuries here tonite!

(The crowd surges as Reno points skyward and a burst of pyro ignites over the ring.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
Fighting out of Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 250 pounds...

Bob "Box" Bartlestein

PA: THIS-IS-A-PUBLIC-SERVICE-ANNOUNCEMENT-BZZZT-THIS-IS-ONLY-A-TEST

WELCOME TO MY WORLD

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA system as the Eco-System comes out to huge boos. They walk down to the announcers' table and Inferno and Mineral sit down, putting headsets on.)

JR: Why are you two out here?

Inferno: Think REAL hard, JR. What match is up next?

JR: Box and his partner versus Reno and Dreadnaught.

Mineral: And what title does Box hold?

King: Ooh! I know!

Mineral: Yes, King?

King: The Hardcore Title!

Inferno: Ooh, sorry, we were looking for THE TAG TEAM TITLES. We've been stalking him the past two weeks, has anyone noticed?

JR: OOH! Now I do!

Inferno: Two belated points for JR! Now let's watch this match!

JR: There's the bell!
Box uses a knife edge on Dreadnaught.
Box kicks Dreadnaught.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Box chops Dreadnaught.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Box hits Dreadnaught.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Dreadnaught chops Box.
Dreadnaught chops Box.
Box hits Dreadnaught.
Box acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Box uses a dropkick to the knee on Dreadnaught.
Box hits Dreadnaught with throat punch.
Box acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Box executes a low blow on Dreadnaught.
Box kicks Dreadnaught.
Box acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Box hits Dreadnaught.
Box acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Box goes for cartwheel splash, but Dreadnaught blocks it.
Dreadnaught tags out to Reno Fontayne.
Reno Fontayne hits Box with an eye gouge.
Reno Fontayne uses a double underhook suplex on Box.
Reno Fontayne throws Box into the turnbuckle, but Box reverses it.
Box charges in with a superplex, but Reno Fontayne moves out of the way.
Reno Fontayne chops Box.
Reno Fontayne seemingly enjoys the boos.
Box kicks Reno Fontayne.
Box acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Box chops Reno Fontayne.
Reno Fontayne punches Box.
Reno Fontayne seemingly enjoys the boos.
Box chops Reno Fontayne.
Box takes Reno Fontayne down with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Box uses throat punch on Reno Fontayne.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Box throws Reno Fontayne out of the ring.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
Reno Fontayne reenters the ring.
Box goes for a German suplex, but Reno Fontayne counters it with a facerake.
Reno Fontayne throws Box out of the ring.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, Box reenters the ring.

Reno tags in Dread.

JR: Dreadnaught cranks on the arm of Box.
Dreadnaught drops an elbow on the arm of Box.
Dreadnaught grabs the shoulder of Box and hits repeated blocks.

King: Dreadnaught seems focused on the arm of Box.

JR: Dreadnaught hooks the arm behind Box and hits a body slam.
Box screams in pain.
Dreadnaught stands over Box and grabs the left leg.
Dreadnaught lifts the leg up and kicks at the back of the knee.

King: Now he is working over the leg.

JR: Dreadnaught smirks before he again drops a kick to the knee of Box.

(Dreadnaught pauses before kicking Box again and looks at Reno. Reno screams, “Unleash the Psychotic”.)

JR: Dreadnaught stops and pulls Box off of the mat.
Dreadnaught whips Box into a corner and charges in with a clothesline.
Dreadnaught lifts the legs of Box over the bottom ropes.

(Dreadnaught points to Box’s partner who charges in the ring. The ref holds him back.)

JR: While the ref is distracted, Dreadnaught just punted Box in the lower region!

King: Lower region? He kicked the little Boxes!

(Dreadnaught pulls Box out of the corner and sends him flying over the top rope. Dreadnaught points to Reno who leaps off of the apron and sets up a table.)

King: Reno is rolling Box on to the table!

JR: Dreadnaught leaps to the top!
He is at least ten feet up in the air!

(Dreadnaught leaps and connects with an LA Hangover through the table.)

**SMASH**

JR: The table and Box may be broken!

(Reno pulls Box out of the rubble and slams him into the ring post.)

**CLANG**

JR: Box is bleeding already!

King: Tonight may be the passion of the Box!

JR: Box desperately needs to make a tag here!
He has been beaten unmercifully by the Power Trip!
Reno slugs away at the face of Box.
Box kicks Reno.
Box begins crawling to his corner.

King: He is inches away from tagging! But he doesn't have a partner!

JR: Reno grabbed his foot!
Reno reaches back and tags in Dreadnaught!
Dreadnaught goes to the top rope!

King: He can’t reach that far! That’s halfway across the ring!

JR: Dreadnaught leaps and connects with an elbow drop on the back of Box!
Dreadnaught stands up and looks at Box’s partner!
Dreadnaught slams his fist to the side of his head!

King: Box is all alone now!

(Reno rolls outside and picks up one of the Tag Titles.)

JR: Box’s partner storms into the ring!

King: The ref is holding him back!

(Reno tosses the belt into Dread.)

JR: Box is staggering to his feet!

**CRACK**

JR: Box is out cold!
Dreadnaught slides the belt out of the ring.
Dreadnaught with a cover.
1…2…Box kicks out!

(Reno and Dreadnaught continue to double team box in the Church corner. Dreadnaught whips Box into the far corner only to nearly decapitate him with a devestating clothesline. Reno follows Dread into the corner and hits Box with a clothesline of his own.)

JR: Box is just simply outmatched here tonite! One on One he may be able to fight Dread and Reno. As a tag team they become an unstopable force of nature.

(Dreadnaught picks Box up and hits a powerfull spinebuster on the Chicago based wrestler. Reno on cue leaps from the top turnbuckle and drives a elbow hard into the chest of Box.)

JR: Like I said King, Probably one of the best tag teams in the world!

(Dreadnaught tags in Reno. Reno pulls Box into the center of the ring and locks his head backwards in a modified Dragon sleeper.)

JR: Box could be out here King!
King: Come on Box! Fight it!

(The referee checks Box’s arm, It falls to the mat. The referee checks the arm for a second time, it falls to the ground.)
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JR: One more time and the Power Trip will regain those tag team titles!

(The referee lifts it one more time and in an second before it touches the ring Box twitches.)

(Dreadnaught has Box hung up in the ropes. The referee tries to free Box from the ropes as he does. Dreadnaught seperates the two and begins arguing with the referee. The distracted referee does not see Reno laying hard right and left hands to the face of Box. Reno begins tearing at the eyes and mouth of Box.)

King: Turn around you stupid referee.

(Dreadnaught hits a hard knife edged chop to the chest of the trapped Box. Reno steps into the ring distracting the referee as he does Dreadnaught leaps over the top rope pulling backwards on Box’s kneck.)

JR: There trying to break Box’s Damn Neck!
King: And you actually like these guys!
JR: Personally they’re good guys! In the ring they’re monsters!

(Dreadnaught picks Box up from the rope and hits a hard suplex laying Box out in the center of the ring.)

JR: Box is trying to fight both Dread and Reno off! Hard right hands by Box! Dread’s Down! Big right hand to…

(Reno ducks a big right hook from Box and jambs a hard thumb into the eye of Box.)

JR: Cheap shot by Reno!

(Box swings wildy trying to connect with anyone who may be near him.)

JR: Reno with the roll up! He’s got the tights! The ref can’t see!

(The referee counts not seeing the handfull of tights Reno has hidden under his own body. 1,2,KICKOUT!

Reno tags in Dread.

JR: These two teams are giving it their all!
Dreadnaught whips Box into the ropes.
Box ducks a clothesline.
Box bounces off of the opposite ropes.
Dreadnaught stands in the center and catches Box with a powerslam.

King: Box could be close to finished here!

JR: Dreadnaught pulls Box off of the mat.
Box with a punch to Dreadnaught.
Box hooks Dread up in the air for a Box Drop.
Dreadnaught gouges the eyes of Box.

King: That is one way to escape the drop!

JR: Dreadnaught is behind Box.
Dreadnaught grabs Box and turns him around.
Dreadnaught hoists Box up in the air.
Dreadnaught slams Box to the mat with the Dread-bomb!

King: Dreadnaught is just staring at him! Pin him fool!

JR: Dreadnaught stalks behind Box!

King: He is looking for the superkick!

JR: Dreadnaught explodes and kicks Box’s partner off of the apron!
He just cleared the ring for the win!
Dreadnaught hits a bulldog on Box and whips him into Dread’s corner.

King: Dreadnaught tags in Reno!

JR: Reno climbs the turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught lifts Box onto his shoulders and stands a few feet away from the corner.
Reno hooks the head of Box!
SUPER RENO CUTTER!

King: I think they just broke the Box!

JR: Reno is dragging Box to the center of the ring.
Reno locks on the Figure Four!

(Dreadnaught grabs the top rope and springs over with a plancha on Box’s partner.)

King: Air Dread flies again!

JR: Box is screaming in pain!
Can he withstand this hold?

JR: This has been an incredibly competitive match! I don't know who's going to win, but there's no way this match could possibly make the fans feel like losers!

King: Hey JR, where'd the Eco-System go?

JR: AWWW SON OF A-

(Inferno and Mineral slide into the ring and make a run at Dreadnaught. Dreadnaught starts trading punches with Inferno, but Mineral nails Dreadnaught with a brass knuckle shot to the head. Mineral puts down Reno with another brass knuckle shot as the referee rings the bell.)

*DING DING*

JR: The Eco-System will not stand for anyone besides them to pin Box!

Box makes a run at Mineral, clotheslining him over the top rope.
Box goes for Inferno next, but he has already gotten out of the ring.
The Eco-System runs up the ramp, while Inferno has a microphone in hand.

Inferno: (breathing heavy) Box…..you have something I want. Tonight….I was here to make sure…you kept it. Those belts….they're as good as ours. Just give us the match Bob, give us the match. Oh…and Dread? You deserved to be screwed.

(The Eco-System leaves going up the ramp as all four people in the ring steam.)

JR: Well, the Eco-System sure isn't making friends, but they may be influencing people!

(The scene slowly fades backstage where we see Witherspoon walking down the hallways wearing a grey shirt and black pants when Axe collides into him by accident.)

(Axe realizes it's Spoon and smiles happy to see him as he pulls out a pack of Marlboro Reds and offers one to Spoon.)

Axe: Want one?

(WItherspoon glances down at the pack then up at Axe)

Witherspoon: I'm fine

(Axe pulls out a cigarette along with his Zippo and cracks a smile at Spoon before lighting it up, taking a few drags. He then smacks himself on the forehead.)

Axe: Of course! You quit or somethin'?

WItherspoon: No, I just don't feel like one right now

Axe: Oh...alright. What's the matter man? You seem a little touchy today.

(Witherspoon's face darkens as he glances at the floor)

Witherspoon: It's no big deal

(Axe blows a cloud of smoke and starts to get a look of concern.)

Axe: Since when did we keep secrets from each other? We're like brothers...you can tell me.

Witherspoon: It's like this. I followed your lead with that whole Eco-System thing, but now I'm having serious second thoughts. The guys are psychos. We get involved with them and they are gonna drag us somewhere we don't want to be.

(Axe looks at him oddly and takes a few more drags of his cigarette before speaking.)

Axe: What the hell are you talking about? You were in the ring with them...this ain't some stable man we're not a tag team anymore they are...we just brought them in. Wait a minute...

(Axe gets a disgusted look on his face.)

Axe: Your not falling for the FANS are you?!

(Witherspoon steps closer frowning)

Witherspoon: What I am or am not is none of your concern. The only reason I did that was because you assured me it was a good idea

Axe: Your making this sound like we committed a crime! Listen...your feeling as though you got played like an idiot? Forget about it...that was the whole point! If you had such a problem with it you should have spoken up and been a man...instead of me taking the reigns all the time.

Witherspoon: You think you took the reigns? Who won the matches we were in huh? Look back and compare. Who climbed up those ladders and pulled that belt down and made us into a piece of history? I thought that as a friend you wouldn't lead me wrong in this, and that everything is going to be ok. I did some thinking over the week though, and I realized that nothing is going to be ok

(Axe turns his head looking at Witherspoon as though he is crazy and gets nose to nose with him.)

Axe: What are you getting at?

Witherspoon: What I am getting at, is that I will not be part of anything that Eco is. And if you want to stay with them, I have nothing to do with you.

(Witherspoon shoves against Axe's shoulders, sending him stumbling a step back)

Witherspoon: So step off

(Axe a little shocked gets back in Witherspoon's face.)

Axe: Oh so I can't tell you what to do but if I want to stay with Inferno, Mineral and Aquatic you and I are no more? That's it? The friendship is over?

(Axe takes a drag from his cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke in Witherspoon's face.)

Witherspoon: There is a reason for that, because I am going to take down Inferno and Mineral and anyone that stands with them, just as soon as I win that TV title this month.

(Witherspoon snatches the cigarette from Axe's hands and puts it out on the wall)

Axe: You see...we both agreed to going solo but I didn't think this little tag match would cause your panties to get in such a bunch. And we both have our goals to reach yours of course won't happen because...well as the fans say it best...YOU SUCK! But ME...your looking at a man who is about to become the NEXT Hardcore Champion!

(Axe gives Spoon a shove sending him a few steps back.)

(Witherspoon laughs slightly and shakes my head)

Witherspoon: Axe, did you not happen to notice the fact that you are going to be facing Lowedown. Even if be some miracle you do when, you probably wont be in any sort of shape to face Box for the Hardcore title. So quit dreaming.

Axe: Well isn't the tea calling the kettle black? Weren't you the imbecile who requested a match against Lowedown and got your *Bleep* handed to you? Your record hasn't been up to far as of late, hell Spoon you even lost your first TV title match your the one dreaming. But just answer me this...IF I decide to roll with The Eco-System...your walking out? YOUR walking out on The Darkening? BMWF Tag Team Champions? Brothers?

Witherspoon: I knew I was going to loose to Lowedown, you ignorant wretch. I did it to show that no one pushes Witherspoon around. And yes, if you stay with Eco, then you are my enemy.

(Axe gets nose to nose to Witherspoon again with pure hatred in his eyes.)

Axe: Well then...it looks like we're ENEMIES!

(Axe throws a right hook sending Witherspoon a few steps back.)

(Witherspoon shakes his head and smirks)

WItherspoon: That almost tickled

(Witherspoon steps forward, sending a straight right arm hammering into Axe's face with his full weight behind it, knocking him to the ground. Axe shakes the cobwebs out and lunges at Witherspoon sending him to the floor as Axe begins to wail with left and right hands to Spoon's skull.)

Axe: THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT A BROTHER?!

(Witherspoon rolls onto his side and presses his hand under Axe's jaw, titling his head up slightly and rains blows on Axes Skull with his left)

Witherspoon: (Speaking between punches) I... don't... have... a... brother!

(Axe knees Witherspoon in the groin followed by a quick headbutt and goes to throw in a few more punches when referees come to break up the fight.)

Axe: I am not gonna forget this Spoon! Payback's a *BLEEP!*

Spoon: Im gonna be waiting for you boy!

(Axe and Witherspoon are both held back from officials as they finally get them separted. Witherspoon spits out a large amount of blood as the scene cuts to the announce booth where JR and King are sitting.)

JR: Well not only was The Darkening over as a tag team but as friends too!

King: Where's the champagne JR? HA! HA!

JR: I am sure these two will be seeing each other again real soon!

King: Yahh!

(Cameras open backstage to see White Lightning standing against a wall with the All-American Title in hand. The Camera peers around the corner to see Axe standing outside of his locker room. The Camera pans back to focusing on White Lightning.)

White Lightning: Axe…The Newcomer…. You think you can take down a legend? You think you actually have a chance against Greatness? You actually think you can take my All-American Title? Axe, if you believe any of that, you are…sadly…mistaken!

(White Lightning steps off the wall for a moment and grabs a steel chair nearby.)

White Lightning: Axe…by being put into a match with me, you have now become target number one. Like I said, whoever wants to come after this title, I will hunt them down! Axe…your time is up! Axe, you shall forever remember the name of "The Legend" White Lightning!

(White Lightning quickly races around the corner as he reels the steel chair over his head. White Lightning quickly approaches Axe and…)

*CRACK*

(…Drills him in the back of the head with the steel chair. White Lightning unloads with a series of chair shots to the back and neck area.)

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

White Lightning: You think you can beat me, Axe? Let's face it… you don't even stand a chance!

(White Lightning grabs another chair from around the corner. He sets Axe's head on that chair. White Lightning grabs the chair he was previously using. White Lightning reels back the chair once again…)

*CRACK*

(…to deliver a brutal one-man con-chair-to! The blood begins to gush out of the head of Axe. White Lightning drops the chair and leans over the fallen body of Axe.)

White Lightning: You know Axe, you don't really look like championship material right now, do you?

(White Lightning lifts Axe up off the ground. White Lightning grabs him by the head. White Lightning drops him onto the steel chair with the Flash.)

*SMASH*

(White Lightning quickly lifts Axe to his feet again to deliver another Flash on the steel chair.)

*SMASH*

(White Lightning then leans over the fallen body of Axe gets in very close to his unconscious face.)

White Lightning: Axe, you don't belong in that ring with me. There is a lot more of this beating waiting for you in the ring. That is, if you decide to show up.

(White Lightning looks at Axe for a moment before spitting right in his face.)

White Lightning: See you in the Ring!

(White Lightning lifts Axe up and….)

*CRASH*

(…gives him a hard Irish whips straight through his locker room door! White Lightning walks in and tapes a piece of paper to Axe's bloody forehead. It reads, "The Legend just kicked my @$$". White Lightning begins to walk away as the paramedics attend to Axe. The paramedics put Axe onto a stretcher.)

White Lightning: No… No! Axe, you aren't getting off that easy!

(White Lightning chases down the stretcher and dumps Axe off. White Lightning lifts up Axe's lifeless body. White Lightning lifts Axe into the air and drops him straight onto the concrete floor with a spike piledriver. Axe begins to shake from the effects for a moment. White Lightning walks off laughing as the camera fades…)

JR: DEAR GOD! I don't think Axe will ever be the same again! White Lighting totally dismantled him! His neck may be broken from that d@mn spike piledriver!

King: He'd be smart to not show up for the match later tonight! HAHA!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

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

The BMWF All-American Champion...
White Lightning

(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: White Lightning gave Axe one of the worst beatings, I have ever witnessed earlier tonight. I'm unsure if Axe will be able to compete.

(White Lightning enters the ring and hands his All-American Title to the Referee who holds it into the air for a short moment. White Lightning steps on a nearby turnbuckle to acknowledge the fans as the music ceases.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe

(The lights in the 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 brand new black Doc Martins, denim shorts that are not ripped and his t-shirt which reads on the front "Bring you over the border!" and on the back "To Loner's Landing!" He stands on the stage soaking in all the boos and chants from the crowd before making his way down the ramp.)

(As he reaches the end of the ramp he rolls underneath the bottom rope slowly getting to his feet before receiving a microphone from the ring announcer.)

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

Axe: Shut your mouths...your about to see the newly crowned All-American Champion so show some respect to your American hero!

(Axe begins to spin around only to be booed and shakes his head.)

Axe: Oh of course how could I possibly forget? Your hero consists of low intellect, personal hygeine and communication skills. Sounds a lot like White Lightning...

(The crowd boo but Axe cuts them off.)

Axe: And of course your whole community. But tonight whether you all like it or not I am becoming the new AA champion and it's about time someone took over and I guess I was the perfect canditate for the job!

Axe: I even looked presentable unlike all of you...but Lightning tonight I am going to give everything I have in order to receive gold and lately my thirst for it has gotten big...think of it...an AA Champion AND BMWF Hardcore Champion!

Axe: Lowe...soon we will face in that ring...and my determination will bring me over the top into success! Just like what I plan to do tonight so enough of this talking and let's get down to business!

(Axe hands the microphone back and goes to his corner placing his arms on the ropes waiting for the bell and his opponent.)

*DING DING*

Axe locks up with Lightning and goes for an Irish whip only to be reversed.
As Axe returns from the ropes he ducks an attempting clothesline and hits the ropes coming back from the return this time hitting a shoulderblock knocking White Lightning down to the mat.

JR: Axe is actually letting White Lightning get up I guess he is true to his words about giving a clean match.

King: I don't know JR that shoulderblock looked a little suspicious?

JR: You don't know what your talking about King.
White Lightning is now up and Axe is going to the ropes and OH! Nice Dropkick from Axe and White Lightning goes down. Axe with a quick cover one, kickout! Not enough!

King: It's way too early in the match to be making a pin!

White Lightning gets back to his feet but gets a hard knifehand chop.
Lightning tries to go for a punch only to receive another chop, followed by a third.
Axe gives a quick kick to the midsection and executes his trifectas of vertical suplexes before going for another pin.

JR: Axe with another pin here! One, two, shoulder up!

King: Lightning isn't out of this yet! Not by a long shot!

JR: Axe is allowing Lightning to get back up and hasn't done anything cheap or dirty.

King: Give him time JR.

Axe and White Lightning lock up again as Axe catches Lightning with a wrist lock.

JR: Axe showing some classic wrestling manuevers here.
Lightning has reversed it but Axe again able to counter and has him back in that wrist lock.

Eventually Lightning breaks loose and hits the ropes and attempts for a clothesline only to get caught with a hip-toss followed by an armbar.

JR: Axe using some technical tactics here with that armbar and has been known to do some damage!
He's got it locked on and isn't wasting any time here!

Lightning begins to struggle and tries to make it to the ropes but Axe drags him back and lifts his hips to apply greater pressure.
The ref checks repeatedly but Lightning shakes his head.

JR: And A-He just released the hold!
Lightning has rolled to his feet and small package by Axe!
One, two, NO! White Lightning is able to kick out in time!

King: Was he grabbing the tights?

JR: No it was a legal pin attempt.
Lightning is up and charging wi-NO! Beautiful swinging neckbreaker by Axe! He's going to the second turnbuckle now!

King: NO! This shouldn't be allowed!

Axe goes for an elbow drop but White Lightning rolls away.

JR: Nobody home!

King: HA! HA!

JR: Lightning not trying to gain some offensive and has Axe up on his feet but OH! What a left hand from Axe! And a right! Another left!
Lightning returns with a right of his own followed by a left! Axe now with a right! Lightning with a left!

King: This is turning into a slugfest JR!

Axe gives a quick kick to the midsection and stuffs White Lightning's head for a powerbomb, hoisting him up and dropping him down on the mat followed by a cover.

JR: This could be all here! One, two, NO! Lightning is able to get the shoulder!

King: Lightning is a true athlete! Axe doesn't have a chance!

JR: Axe isn't wasting anytime and has Lightning back to his feet an irish whip to the corner NO! Reversed by White Lightning!
Lightning trying to charge in but Axe moves!

As Lightning staggers out from the corner Axe catches him with a Belly-to-back suplex.
Axe gets to his feet and goes to the top turnbuckle.

JR: Axe is trying another high risk manuever!
Axe has jumped and OH! He just landed a leg drop on the prone body of White Lightning!

King: No!

JR: Axe with the cover! One, two, th-OH! And Lightning kicks out again!

Axe positions White Lightning with the turnbuckle and grabs both of his legs.

King: DISQUALIFICATION! HE'S GOING TO KICK HIM IN THE GROIN!

Axe drops back and executes a Hotshot sending White Lightning into the corner only to stagger back out again.

JR: Oh King stop it! It was a Hotshot and it's perfectly legal!
Axe is up to his feet and has spun Lightning around a kick to the midsection! LONER'S L-NO! White Lightning slid out of it! Axe is turning around now and Lightning tr-NO! It's ducked by Axe! Backspin DDT! Backspin DDT! Out of nowhere King!

White Lightning lays on the mat as Axe crawls over and falls on him for the pin.

JR: One, two, thr-NO! Lightning is still able to kick out! Unbelievable! Axe must be thinking what does he have to do to win?!

Axe gets White Lightning to his feet only to be thrown to the ropes but Axe grabs the ropes and stops himself from returning catching Lightning off-guard and hits him with a dropkick to the face.

JR: Nice Dropkick by Axe!
He's got Lightning back up! OH! What a chop! And another! Going for a third but it's blocked! NO! Kick to the gut and OH MY GAWD! What a powerslam by Axe!

Axe goes for the cover but only gets about a two and a half count.

Axe punches White Lightning.
Axe hits White Lightning.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe and a few others cheering him.
White Lightning hits Axe.
White Lightning acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Axe chops White Lightning.
Axe punches White Lightning.
Axe whips White Lightning into the ropes, but White Lightning reverses it.
Axe misses with a kick.
White Lightning and Axe get hit with a double clothesline.
White Lightning whips Axe into the ropes.
Axe misses with a clothesline.
White Lightning hits Axe with an elbow.
White Lightning hits a drop toehold on Axe.
White Lightning nails Axe with a German suplex.
White Lightning goes for a moonsault, but Axe rolls out of the way.
Axe throws White Lightning out of the ring.
Axe rolls out under the bottom rope.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
White Lightning is starting to bleed.
Axe whips White Lightning into the guardrail.
Axe takes White Lightning down with a powerbomb.
Joe Finch counts: 1.
Axe stands on the middle rope and mouths off to the crowd.
A few fans are booing Axe, while a few others are cheering him.
Joe Finch counts: 2.
Axe stands on the middle rope and mouths off to the crowd.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe and a few others cheering him.
Axe shoves White Lightning into the guardrail.
Axe stands on the middle rope and mouths off to the crowd.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe and a few others cheering him.
Axe goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but White Lightning counters it with
a side suplex.
Joe Finch counts: 3.
White Lightning goes for a roundhouse kick, but Axe blocks it.
Joe Finch counts: 4.
Axe goes for a backspin DDT, but White Lightning blocks it.
White Lightning throws Axe back into the ring.
White Lightning takes Axe down with a snap suplex.
White Lightning goes for a fireman's carry, but Axe blocks it.
Axe chops White Lightning.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Axe kicks White Lightning.
You could hear a pin drop.
White Lightning kicks Axe.
White Lightning acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Axe hits White Lightning.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe and a few others cheering him.
Axe hits White Lightning.
A few fans are booing Axe, while a few others are cheering him.
Axe nails White Lightning with a running driving kneelift.
Axe nails White Lightning with an atomic drop.
Axe hits a running driving kneelift on White Lightning.
Axe whips White Lightning into the ropes.
Axe hits White Lightning with a backdrop.
Axe takes White Lightning down with a powerbomb.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Axe goes for a Hotshot, but White Lightning counters it with a lariat.
White Lightning is starting to get more cheers than boos.
White Lightning uses corkscrew moonsault on Axe.
White Lightning acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
White Lightning is going for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, shoulder up.
White Lightning nails Axe with a double arm DDT.
White Lightning hits a fireman's carry on Axe.
White Lightning hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Axe.
White Lightning runs into the ropes.
Axe hits White Lightning with an elbow.
Axe uses an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle on White Lightning.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Axe gives the sign for the Loner's Landing.
Axe executes the Loner's Landing on White Lightning.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe and a few others cheering him.
Axe goes for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, kickout.
Axe takes White Lightning down with a powerbomb.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
Axe takes White Lightning down with a powerslam.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Axe executes an atomic drop on White Lightning.
A few fans are booing Axe, while a few others are cheering him.
Axe goes for a powerbomb, but White Lightning counters it with a rana.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
White Lightning executes a German suplex on Axe.
White Lightning goes for a moonsault, but Axe rolls out of the way.
A few fans are booing Axe, while a few others are cheering him.
Axe goes for an atomic drop, but White Lightning counters it with a facerake.
White Lightning nails Axe with a snap suplex.

JR: Axe now with another kick to the midsection! He's going for The Loner's Landing! And..YES! LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING ON WHITE LIGHTNING! WE HAVE A NEW ALL AMERICAN CHAMP RIGHT HERE! One, two, thr-NO! Lightning got his foot on the ropes! Axe can't believe it!

Axe gets Lightning to his feet and whips him to the ropes as Lightning returns he executes The Flash out of thin air.

JR: FLASH! FLASH! Axe has to be out! One, two, thre-NO! Somehow this blue chipper was able to get the shoulder in the knick of time!

Lightning and Axe are both on the mat exhausted as the ref begins to count.

One..............

Two..............

Three.............

Four..............

Five...............

Six.................

Seven..............

Lightning manages to get up as does Axe with the help of the ropes.
White Lightning goes to charge as Axe is still trying to get up but Axe ducks and leans down with the ropes as Lightning goes flying to the outside.

JR: OH MY! White Lightning was just launched out of the ring!
Axe is now going to the top turnbuckle again he's going to risk it!

Axe suddenly leaps off with the elbow drop and lands it as the crowd go wild.
The referee reaches the count of six before Axe rolls Lightning into the ring.

JR: Axe is now waiting for Lightning to get up from behind!
White Lightning is up and OH! Atomic Drop by Axe! Lightning is still up! OH! Russian legsweep by Axe!

King: NO! Come on Lightning!

JR: Axe can hear the fat lady singing! He's got Lightning back up to his feet! Kick to the gut! LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING! He's got the cover hooked the leg!

One......Two.......KICKOUT!

JR: White Lightning connects with a DDT
White Lightning stomps on Axe for a moment
White Lightning drops an elbow on Axe

JR: White Lightning drops an elbow right to the chest of Axe!

White Lightning awaits Axe to get to his feet
Axe reaches his feet
White Lightning charges at Axe
Axe ducks the clothesline
Axe drops White Lightning with a right hand
Axe connects with another right hand sending White Lightning down again

JR: Axe is picking up some momentum now!

Axe charges at White Lightning with a clothesline
Axe awaits White Lightning to get back to his feet
Axe charges at White Lightning
White Lightning ducks
White Lightning kicks Axe in the gut
White Lightning connects with the Flash

JR: The Flash! It's over!

White Lightning makes the cover

Ref Counts: 1…2…White Lightning lifts up Axe's head

White Lightning motions to the top rope
White Lightning lifts Axe and sits him on the top turnbuckle

JR: He had the win! Enough is enough!

White Lightning puts Axe's head between his legs
White Lightning motions to the ground
White Lightning jumps off
White Lightning drives Axe head first into the ground with a piledriver

JR: DEAR GOD! A Piledriver from the Top Turnbuckle!

King: WHAT?! That's Master Z's finisher!

White Lightning makes the cover

Ref Counts: 1…2…3!

*DING DING *

JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, We need some medical attention out here for Axe right now! This kid is in really bad shape! Look at the smile from White Lightning! He makes me sick!

(White Lightning exits to the back after grabbing his All-American Title to the sounds of "Rough Ryder's Anthem" DMX")

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(The Eco-System is walking around backstage when they find the Prime Time stable door. Inferno knocks on the door and Kolic opens it. Mineral nails Kolic with a kick to the gut and Inferno knocks him down with a brass knuckle shot to the head.)

Inferno: Sorry to do this buddy…but we gotta send a message to our distinguished world champion.

(Mineral puts a towel over Kolic's face, and he slowly fades away. Mineral throws Kolic's limp body inside the room.)

Mineral: Chloroform is a great invention.

(From the side, Aquatic appears with handcuffs.)

Aquatic: You're playing with fire, boys.

Inferno: You think I care?

(Aquatic handcuffs Kolic behind his backs as Mineral takes out a keychain.)

Inferno: You see this? This solid steel door is locked from the outside. There are 2 keys on this chain: one opens the door, one opens your handcuffs. The only way you're getting out of here is if Tamer and Tyrone beat us and win these keys.

Mineral: And just in case Tamer and Tyrone get any bright ideas to call the Fire Rescue to break through the walls if they lose…(Mineral turns up the thermostat.)…there won't be time. At 140 degrees, with no air coming in or coming out, they'll be salvaging a very crispy-fried Kolic.

Aquatic: No, your only chance is through their victory. So if I was in your shoes and I was a religious person, I would be praying for a miracle, because Inferno and Mineral are UNSTOPPABLE. Phew, it's getting hot in here, see you.

(The Eco-System leaves, closing the door behind them. The camera but not the cameraman is still in the room, watching the unconcious body of Kolic sweat.)

FADE

(The scene opens in the PT locker room. Tamer is throwing punches at the
punching bag. Tyrone walks in.)

Tyrone: Dis gonna be a good night.

(Tamer stops and turns around.)

Tamer: Hell yeah.

Tyrone: Da lil' (beeps) 'bout to pay dey debts.

Tamer: Oh man I can't wait. Inferno and Mineral have this coming.

Tyrone: Finally da punks can't run. Step Daddy 'Rone gonna have some fun.
I'ma need ya to make sure I don't kill no one.

(Tamer laughs.)

Tyrone: Yeah jus' try an' believe dat was a joke.

Tamer: I'm glad I'm on your side.

Tyrone: Ya should be. Anyway ya better not hold back. Remember I know what
ya can do.

Tamer: Oh, don't worry. I'm bringing it tonight. I wanna rip them apart just
as much as you. But we gotta keep focused. You know, you should never fight
angry.

Tyrone: Angry, I'd tink ya knew me better. I'm calm (beep)a. Eff angry,
Eco-System aint worth angry, They jus' irritatin' me like ya wouldn't
believe.

Tamer: I can imagine; they have that effect. I can't believe they did what
they did. They've lost their minds. They're idiots.

Tyrone: Ya first hint? Don't sweat 'em. Betta wit out 'em anyhow. T'night
t'ough dey hafta learn.

Tamer: They will.

Tyrone: Holla

Tamer: Cube?

Tyrone: Hell yes. I jus' got my advance copy of Madden 2005.

(The scene fades as Tyrone and Tamer walk over to the couch.)

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(The Brusiertron lights up and shows Shane sitting in a locker room with his
title draped across his lap. Jacklyn J. is sitting beside him on the couch.)

Jacklyn J.: I know your feeling a little nervous you have to face him again
this week. But everything worked out ok last week so why not this week.

Shane: How will everything be alright. I barely escaped last week I got
lucky last week. Tonight I have to face him again. It's not going to be a
fun match darlin'. I'm going to go down there and more than likely receive a
beating. I don't see a way to win this match.

Jacklyn J.: It's ok don't be worried about it. I'll make sure that belt
stays around your waist. No matter what I have to do you won't lose it I
promise.

Shane: Hey I didn't ask you to stay back here last week for no reason. Last
week Hush came out and did his work and no telling how Z feels this week I
don't like the idea of you coming out there. So that's why you're going to
stay back here.

Jacklyn J.: I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself I'll do as I
please. So if I so desire to come out during your match tonight I will and
the only thing you'll do is thank me.

Shane: Look I'm sorry for coming off brash. IF you want to come out go
ahead, but I'd really feel better if you stayed back here.

Jacklyn J.: Well I'll see how it goes at first then see if I should come
down.

Shane: Ok that's a deal. But just promise me you won't get in the way.

Jacklyn J.: In the way? Are you implying something? No don't answer I don't
wanna know. In fact you can have it your way I won't come down tonight.

(Jacklyn walks out.)

Shane: J.J. hang on, D@mn it.

FADE

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 288 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

("Victory" blasts throughout the arena as Master Z emerges with a confused look on his face. Instead of taunting and strutting, the baffled looks persists as Z climbs into the ring and goes for a microphone.)

Master Z: There are two scenarios which may be at work here. Either I somehow slipped through a time portal, or am having a "Groundhog Day" sort of thing going on, or this fool Shane Perish wants yet ANOTHER shot at Master Z! I have no idea why anyone would want to get their bleeps handed to them two weeks straight, nor do I understand why I don't remember owning a time machine!)

JR: It's true, Master Z and Shane Perish wrestled to a draw last week!

KING: A draw? Master Z whooped him!

Master Z: Well, let's get on with it Shane! The only way you're going to retain that title is if this is truly a Groundhog Day scenario!

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

Shane "Sy" Perish

JR: There's the bell!
Master Z chops Shane Perish.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Shane Perish kicks Master Z.
Shane Perish hits Master Z.
A portion of the crowd is booing Shane Perish.
Master Z hits Shane Perish.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Master Z punches Shane Perish.
The crowd is wildly cheering Master Z with only a few scattered boos audible.

JR: Master Z bodyslams Shane Perish into the turnbuckle

(Shane Perish's eyes roll back and his face shows a terrible amount of pain as he bends backwards over the steel post!)

JR: That was greusome, King!

KING: Shane Perish knows better to wrestle with Master Z!

JR: Master Z drop kicks Shane Perish in the face knocking him off the turnbuckle and putting an end to the balancing act!

Master Z grabs Shane Perish by the hair and launches him over the top rope and to the outside.

Master Z goes for a hiptoss, but Shane Perish counters it with a lariat.
Shane Perish hits reverse suplex on Master Z.
Shane Perish uses neckbreaker on Master Z.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Master Z begs off.
Shane Perish whips Master Z into the ropes, but Master Z reverses it.
Shane Perish almost takes Master Z's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish hits Master Z with reverse suplex.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Master Z misses with a clothesline.
Shane Perish almost takes Master Z's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish goes for a backbreaker, but Master Z blocks it.
Master Z runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish goes for a superkick, but Master Z ducks out of the way.
Master Z goes for throat punch, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish goes for a vertical suplex, but Master Z reverses it.
Master Z goes for a bulldog, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Master Z hits a bodyslam on Shane Perish.
Master Z covers Shane Perish.
Rick Patrick counts: One, kickout.

JR: Master Z has removed the turnbuckle pad! But wait, the referee sees it!

(The referee runs over to re-tie the pad onto the exposed steel. Oddly enough a smile crosses teh face of Master Z.)

JR: I don't like this one bit! He was caught! What is he smiling about?

(Master Z reaches into his pocket, pulls out a pair of brass knuckles, and decks Shane Perish square in the face.)

JR: Master Z just cheated!

KING: It's nto cheating unless the referee sees it! Those knucks are back in his pocket by now!

JR: Master Z planned that turnbuckle pad as a distraction all along!

(Shane Perish bleeds on the mat while Master Z struts around.)

Master Z goes for a kick to the head, but Shane Perish ducks out of the way.
Shane Perish goes for a piledriver, but Master Z blocks it.
Master Z uses a legsweep on Shane Perish.
Master Z hits a Gorilla Press on Shane Perish.
Master Z nails Shane Perish with a throat drop on top rope.
The boos are resurfacing again.
Master Z goes for an eye gouge, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish goes for a clothesline, but Master Z counters it with a crucifix.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Master Z uses Low blow kick on Shane Perish.
Master Z flexes for the crowd.

JR: Master Z begs off, but then follows up with an uppercut to the groin!

Master Z spils around and raises his arms in celebration, but then delivers a backwards kick to the groin!

Finally Shane Perish falls to the mat in pain

(Master Z smiles and looks very happy with how things are going.)

JR: Master Z is such a cheater! Not to mention, he's just toying with Shane Perish! This is a Title match! Why isn't he taking this seriously!

KING: He knows he's the better wrestler than Shane, what does he need to prove here?

(Master Z grabs Shane by the tights and pulls upward giving him a massive wedgie!

JR: Oh my! I don't think I've ever seen a wedgie in professional wrestling! This is disgusting!

KING: YAHHH! LOOK!

JR: It's Jacklyn J. out of the crowd!

King: Shane told her not to get involved.

(Jacklyn J. slides in and punches Master Z in the face. He hits the mat and
starts bleeding the camera zooms in on Jacklyn's hand.)

JR: She hit him with brass knux!

King: I think she broke her own hand hitting him JR.

*DING DING DING*

JR: The ref Disqualified Shane for Jacklyn's Interference!

King: She said he'd keep his belt.

Lilly: Here is you winner by Disqualification.....Master Z

(Witherspoon climbs over the guard rail in the audience wearing a white button up shirt and black pants. The crowd cheers as they catch site of him. He slides into the ring and crouches down, making a beckoning motion at Shane Perish)

King: JR, look who it is!

JR: What is Witherspoon doing here?

(Shane turns around and Witherspoon surges foreward, knocking Shane Perish hard to the mat with a devastating clothesline. The fans cheer loudly and the ref screams and calls for the bell Witherspoon gets down in his face above him and yells some unintelligible things down to the barely conscious Shane Perish)

JR: Witherspoon just floored Shane with that huge Clothesline!

King: Listen to the fans, they’re going nuts!

JR: Witherspoon has grabbed up the TV title and has gone onto a turnbuckle and lifted it above his head!

King: Listen to the fans!

*Crowd cheers loudly*

(Witherspoon drops the belt down on Shane’s chest and points at him, saying “That’s mine. He slides out of the ring and up onto the stage where he turns back and he moves his hands over this waist and nods, smirking before walking back stage)

JR: We'll be right back!