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

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 takes a mic from ringside and addresses the crowd.)

Judge: EDMONTON, ALBERTA...

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: COURT IS NOW IN SESSION!

(The crowd cheers again.)

Judge: You are all about to witness an amazing match, pitting the BMWF Intercontinental Champion Hardcore Harry and the BMWF United States Champion Master Z against the BMWF Light-Heavyweight Champion yours truly, and Ezekiel. There is so much gold around this ring tonight, that you fans are going to have to put sunglasses on just to watch the match! There is no doubt about it that some of the top talent is going to be in the ring in a few minutes, it's just too bad the talent ended up on my team!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: Master Z and Hardcore Harry are nothing more than fluke winners! We all know that Master Z wouldn't be the U.S. champion right now if I wasn't DQed out of the United States title tournament, and Harry's just holding the Intercontinental title for me until I'm ready to claim it! No, the real talent is on my team. Ezekiel is a rookie with loads of potential and an experienced tag team wrestler, and along with me...Ezekiel and I will have what it takes to defeat Master Z and Hardcore Harry tonight right here in Canada!

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: I think it's about time my Canadian Jury made their decision. So if you think that The Judge and Ezekiel will defeat Master Z and Hardcore Harry 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 Master Z and Hardcore Harry will fall to the team of The Judge and Ezekiel, and...

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

(The Judge Joe Brown theme hits again as The Judge exits the ring and heads back up the ramp, signing autographs and high-fiving the fans as he does so.)

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(The scene opens up backstage in the hallways as Axe is almost ready to go out when he decides to grab a bottled water and a quick bite to eat when Michael Bole appears with a cameraman.)

Bole: Hey Axe I wanted to get an interview is that okay.

Axe: Hurry up and make it fast I have a match to go to.

Bole: Yes tonight you face Kris CarMichael for the second time he beat you last week which was a shock to us all not only here in the BMWF but for the viewers at home.

Axe: Listen Bole he won by fluke...he didn't win by his talent or that pathetic finisher he calls The Collison Course. I had that match in the bag so don't give me this crap about him winning.

Bole: Umm..okay. Well do you think you can beat him this time?

(Axe gives Bole an icy stare.)

Axe: That's strike two Bole. I am DEFINITELY going to beat him and this little "streak" of his ends tonight. You better believe I am going all out on this little punk and ending his career.

Bole: That's a little over the line isn't it?

Axe: I am a crazy man Bole you know that. If there's anything I want in the entire world it's two things. Number one for Dizi to be found and number two...to never make Kris CarMichael wrestle again.

Bole: What about your injury to your shoulder, couldn't you do some permanent damage stopping even you from wrestling?

Axe: Are you kidding me? This bum shoulder is nothing no matter what those quacks say in the hospitals I am gonna be fine you should be more concerned about Kris CarMichael...his *Bleep* is going down HARD...nobody embarasses me like he did.

Bole: Why do you hate this Blue-Chipper so much?

Axe: Don't even call him that Bole! He's wrestling his third match and your already calling him a Blue-Chipper? Please! Does he have a title Bole?

Bole: Well no b-

Axe: Has he been victorious in his first pay-per-view?

Bole: No h-

Axe: Has Kris CarMichael beaten some of the best?

Bole: Well he did beat y-

Axe: Don't even finish that sentence unless you want to wind up in a hospital bed next to him.

Bole: (Nervously) No.

Axe: Then he is NOT...and I repeat for your thick headed skull to soak it in...NOT a Blue-Chipper...he's a green recruit!

Bole: Okay well why do you hate him so much?

Axe: Because he's arrogant...cocky...full of his own self-importance and thinks he's so good because he's undefeated...well tonight he will be DEFEATED thanks to me! You understand Bole?

Bole: Yeah.

Axe: Good...interview over.

(Axe walks back towards his locker room as the scene fades out to the announce table.)

JR: That match is coming up next!

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

Introducing first...
From Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe

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

(Eventually Axe comes out from behind the curtain dressed in his t-shirt and Denim shorts along with a shopping cart full of weapons and a duffel bag resting on his non-injured shoulder. He soaks in the boos from the crowd before making his way down.)

JR: This past week Kris CarMichael scored another victory this time beating Axe which was amazing for this new wrestler from the BMWF!

King: It's not amazing it's pitiful and Axe was mortified!

JR: Well it definitely seems so and it looks like he wants to exact some revenge on Kris CarMichael!

King: It's gonna be great!

(Axe makes his way to the end of the ramp no longer sporting a sling and carefully rolls underneath the bottom rope before getting to his feet and mouthing off to the crowd as the music and strobe effects stop and Axe receives a microphone and begins to speak before the crowd can start chanting.)

Axe: SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!

(The crowd roars with boos and begins the chant.)

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

Axe: In this very ring Kris CarMichael is about to find out what it feels like to earn a big fat "L" under his name in case you dyslexic people don't know what I am talking about that means LOSS!

(Crowd continues to rain down boos.)

Axe: Blood will be shed and injuries will be given to you Kris I tried to warn you and I tried to let you throw in the towel but I am going to be real generous and say it once more. GIVE UP! Don't come down to this ring! Just stay in the back and don't bother! It's not worth it!

King: Do it Kris!

Axe: I am giving you this opportunity...don't you wanna wrestle again? It's no big deal just do the smart thing and stay back there but you won't listen instead your big head will march down to this ring and receive the biggest *BLEEP* whooping it's EVER received!

Axe: But DON'T say I didn't warn ya! And remember I am not taking it easy on you this time...tonight Edmonton gets to see a broken man and trust me you WILL be broken...cause I am bringing you OVER the BORDER....TO LONER'S LANDING!

(Axe tosses the mic back before going to his corner and resting his arm on the rope waiting for his opponent and the bell.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Clyde...
Hailing from Detroit, MI...
Weighing in at 249 pounds...

Kris CarMicheal

(The lights go out and the crowd screams.)

PA: Are you ready?
(Red lights flash across the stage and pyros ignite on the ramp.)

PA: It’s all downhill from here!

(The lights turn on and fireworks explode from all corners of the stage. Kris CarMicheal is seen on the center of the ramp and he walks to down to the sound of ‘It’s all downhill from here’ By New Found Glory. Every step he takes a pyro explodes behind him. He slides into the ring and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle. He raises his fists and the crowd goes nuts. Kris jumps down and walks out of the ring. He goes under the ring and grabs a steel chair. He hits it across the stairs and walks back in. He grabs a microphone and speaks to the crowd.)

Kris: Tonight is the first time I can speak out to ‘Team CarMicheal’. Yes folks that’s you!

(The crowd has a thunderous applause and cheers erupt.)

Kris: I hope I got your support after that attack last week, get ready for another victory from your team captain.

(The Crowd cheers again but is soon cut off by Axe’s entrance.)

Once the bell sounds Axe charges at full speed and takes Kris CarMichael down and mounts him before raining down lefts and rights to his skull repeatedly showing no mercy.

JR: Axe is just pounding away at Kris CarMichael and is like a rabid dog!

King: It's like he's trying to bust open a Pineta! HA! HA!

JR: Axe is finally letting up and is working away at CarMichael's adomen with repeated stomps to the chest and he's holding the damn ropes while he's at it!

Axe stop and does a boot scrape followed by a hard kick to the kidneys before dropping to his knees and applying a blantant choke.

JR: He's now choking the life out of CarMichael with his bare hands this ain't right dammit!

King: Hardcore match JR...the ref can't do anything but do a count for the pin or ring the bell for a submission!

Axe stops and rakes Kris CarMichael's eyes before digging into them deep with his fingers. He then fish-hook's Kris's mouth and digs in his eyes even deeper as the crowd boo. After several seconds he lets go and picks up Kris by the head.

JR: And Axe just gave a quick knee to the head of Kris CarMichael!
Kris thrown to the ropes on the return and OH! Axe levels him with a dropkick but wait Kris is getting back up!
OH NO! But he's sent back to the canvas with another drop kick!

Axe grabs the legs of Kris and splits them open before kicking him in the groin. He then does it again to add insult to injury. As Kris rolls in pain Axe goes out of the ring and digs inside the shopping cart throwing in his kendo stick, a garbage can along with a lid, a stop sign, handcuffs and a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire! Axe slowly gets back inside and lays in a few stomps to the stomach of Kris.

JR: Looks like Axe is about to use weapons early in this match and may I ask you parents that if any of your children are watching it's time for them to go to bed!

King: But it's the best part! HA! HA!

Axe picks up his kendo stick and takes a few steps back as he lets CarMichael get to his feet. Axe bends down low and measures him up when Kris uses the ropes to get up. As he does Axe charges and unleashes a deadly shot to the head which echoes in the arena.

*CRRRACK!*

JR: OH MY GAWD! Did you hear that King?!
Axe nearly took CarMichael's head off with that kendo stick shot!
Now Axe is whipping that kendo stick repeatedly over Kris's back!

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

Axe places the kendo stick below Kris's chin and begins to choke him with it as he smiles evily.

JR: Look how sick this man is! Axe is just choking Kris until he's going blue from the lack of oxygen!

Axe finally lets go as Kris slumps to the mat Axe then goes for the cover hooking the leg.

JR: This could be it one, two, NO! Kris manages to kick out!
Axe takes Kris CarMicheal down with a running driving kneelift.
Axe runs into the ropes.
Kris CarMicheal and Axe get hit with a double clothesline.
Kris CarMicheal hits a German suplex on Axe.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Kris CarMicheal complains about a slow count.
Kris CarMicheal uses a German suplex on Axe.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Kris CarMicheal holds his right hand in the air with a "Rock On" symbol.
The crowd is starting to get behind Kris CarMicheal.
Kris CarMicheal runs into the ropes.
Axe misses with an elbow.
Axe goes for a dropkick, but Kris CarMicheal side-steps and Axe only hits air.
A small "Kris CarMicheal" chant is being started.
Kris CarMicheal is going for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Kris CarMicheal executes gutwrench powerbomb on Axe.
The crowd is starting to get behind Kris CarMicheal.

JR: Kris runs at Axe right away with his steel chair but Axe ducks and hits Kris with a right hand. The chair falls to the ground and so does Kris. Axe grabs the chair and sets up to swing at Kris.

KING: Kris is going to walk right into it, what a fool.

JR: Kris gets up and turns around. As Axe swings the chair Kris ducks and kicks Axe. He grabs the chair and hits Axe over the back. Axe falls down to the ground in pain.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

JR: Kris hits Axe over the shoulder where he has been hurting since his last hardcore match.

BAM!

KING: Look, Kris missed, Axe rolled out of the way.

JR: Axe rolls out of the ring and lies outside of the ring. Kris follows and slides out. He goes under the ring and grabs a trash can with a lid. As Axe lies down Kris throws the Trash can and lid down. He picks Axe up and whips him into the stairs.

SLAM!

KING: Wow, what is this kid doing to Axe, it’s no fair.

JR: What do you mean no fair, there are no rules in a hardcore match.

KING: It’s still no fair.

JR: Kris picks the trash can up and hits axe with it. He slips the can over his head and throws him down. Kris climbs onto the the barricade and taunts for the crowd.

KING: What’s he doing up there, get down before you hurt someone.

JR: Kris leaps off the barricade and executes an elbow drop.

KING: Oh my god, why did he do that?

JR: He slips the trash can off and rolls Axe over.

REF: ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT!

KING: Ha ha, that won’t stop the crazy man.

JR: You or Axe?

JR: Kris and axe are lying down on the mat, neither can get up.

KING: I can see what’s happening, you don’t need to tell everything.

JR: The two men start to get up as the crowd begins to cheer. Kris grabs onto the ropes and Axe grabs onto the turnbuckle.

KING: Take advantage of the youngster Axe, come on.

JR: They both get to their feet. Kris falls down and slides out of the ring. He goes under the ring and grabs a fire extinguisher.

KING: What does he have?

JR: Axe goes to pick Kris up put Kris turns around and sprays the Fire extinguisher at him.
KING: Ahhhh….

JR: Axe falls backwards holding his eyes in pain. Kris slides back in and picks Axe up. He kicks him in the stomach and lifts him up for a snap suplex. Kris picks up a frying pan and lays it down on the ground. Kris picks Axe up but Axe kicks Kris in the gut. Axe puts Kris’s head between his legs for a powerbomb but Kris reverses it into a back body drop over the pan.

BAM!

KING: What the heck does he think he’s doing to a class A superstar like Axe.

JR: He’s trying to win the match.

KING: What a cheater.

JR: Kris picks Axe off the mat and whips him hard into the turnbuckle. Kris follows with a drokick. Axe falls to the mat and so does Kris. Kris gets up and climbs the turnbuckle. He waits for Axe up high. Axe stands up and gets knocked over with a crossbody pin.

REF: ONE! TWO! THRE-KICKOUT!

JR: Kris CarMicheal uses a spinning DDT on Axe.
The crowd is starting to get behind Kris CarMicheal.
Kris CarMicheal goes for a snap suplex, but Axe blocks it.
Axe hits Kris CarMicheal with a Hotshot.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Axe throws Kris CarMicheal out of the ring.
Axe goes through the ropes.
Axe throws Kris CarMicheal into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Axe throws Kris CarMicheal over the guardrail.
Axe nails Kris CarMicheal with a Hotshot.
Axe is handed a cookie sheet.
Axe hits him with the cookie sheet.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Axe hits a swinging neckbreaker on Kris CarMicheal.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Axe chokes him with a cookie sheet.
The cookie sheet is broken in half.
Kris CarMicheal is starting to bleed.

Axe whips Kris CarMichael to the ropes and as Kris returns he goes for a Swinging neckbreaker but Kris pushes him sending Axe to the ropes, as Axe returns Kris goes for a clothesline but Axe ducks turns and lands a Belly-to-back suplex as he pops back up and gives a stiff kick to the head of Kris.

JR: Axe is now grabbing that garbage can and he's getting Kris to his feet a quick whip to the ropes Kris is returning and OH! Axe just powerslammed Kris onto that garbage can!

King: It's completely flattended!

Axe grabs the trash can lid and waits for Kris to get up as he does he receives a hit across the head.

*SMACK!*

*SMACK!*

*SMACK!*

JR: Three shots from that trash can lid and Kris must be reeling and in a lot of pain!

Axe goes over and sets the stop sign in one of the corners before returning and getting Kris back up.

JR: Axe now has Kris up on his feet again and he's charging towards that corner no don't do it Axe!

*CRACK!*

Kris's goes headfirst into the stop sign and stumbles back only to receive repeated headsmashes against the stop sign as the crowd counts.

CROWD: TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!

Axe drops Kris to the canvas who is cut open and bleeding slightly as Axe removes the sign and brings it over CarMichael's head one last time.

*CRRRACK!*

JR: That stop sign is dented in half!
Axe is unmerciful in that ring and you know even though I regret saying this Axe was right in Kris not getting involved!

King: Of course he was JR! Axe delivers on his word!
Kris is getting hurt tonight!

Axe wastes no time and goes for the cover.

JR: One, two, thre-NO! CarMichael got the shoulder and Axe is furious!

Axe angrily gets Kris up and gives a stiff kick to the gut followed by hooking him in for a powerbomb as he goes to lift him he stops and clenches his shoulder in agony.

JR: That dislocated shoulder is acting up on Axe again after he tried to go for a powerbomb.

Kris comes over to take advantage only to receive a thumb to the eye and another attempt of the powerbomb but Kris backslides and goes for an inside cradle.

JR: INSIDE CRADLE! One, two, NO! Axe kicks out! That was close!

Kris delivers some fists to the back of Axe as he brings him up only to get raked in the eye and hooked for a powerbomb. Axe yells out in pain as he lifts Kris up and holds him there for awhile displaying his strength before dropping him down to the outside Kris's head connecting off the guard rail.

JR: OH MY GAWD!!
CarMichael just got powerbombed to the outside and his head just smacked across the metal guard rail he could be in a concussion after that!

Axe lifts the steel chair wrapped in barbed wire and raises it above his head as the crowd pop, he then grabs the handcuffs and exits the ring.

JR: Uh-oh...this doesn't look good.

Axe delivers some vicious stomps to the chest followed by a series of kicks to the ribs before getting Kris up and whipping him into the steps as they bounce off their hindges. Axe then bounces Kris's head off one of the steps a few times before handcuffing his wrist and the other cuff to the steel post. He then walks over picking up the steel chair and smiles.

JR: Oh no...no...this isn't right!
Don't do this to this young man's career!

King: No! DO IT AXE!

Axe looks at the steel chair before winding back and releasing a deafening shot to the head of Kris busting him wide open.

*CRRRRACK!*

Kris slumps to the ground as Axe unleashes shot after shot.

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRRACK!*

JR: GOOD GAWD ALMIGHTY!
Kris CarMichael is busted WIDE open! Axe may have killed him!
Axe is now jabbing that steel chair into Kris's gut and cutting him open!

*SLAM!*

*SLAM!*

*SLAM!*

*SLAM!*

*SLAM!*

Axe finally drops the chair and goes over to the shopping cart retrieving his staple gun giving a sadistic smile.

JR: Oh no...THAT'S ENOUGH!

Axe goes over and clocks Kris with the stapler several times.

*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!* *CRACK!*

Axe then lifts it high stained with blood before unleashing staples into the forehead of Kris...

*CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!*

*CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!*

*CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!*

*CLICK!* CLICK!* *CLICK!* *CLICK!* *EMPTY* *EMPTY*

JR: He ran out of staples thank God! If he didn't he'd still be doing it! And CarMichael is a bloody mess! This has gone too far already!

Axe stands on the middle rope and mouths off to the crowd.
You could hear a pin drop.
Axe is handed a lead pipe.
Axe takes a swing at Kris CarMicheal with the lead pipe, but he
gets out of the way.
Kris CarMicheal snatches the lead pipe from him.
Kris CarMicheal hits him with the lead pipe.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
Kris CarMicheal throws Axe over the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Axe has been cut open.
Clyde comes from behind and distracts Axe.
Kris CarMicheal uses a diving elbow smash on Axe.

JR: This match is crazy neither man is willing to let the other win,

KING: You can say that again.

JR: Kris and Axe start going punch for punch. Keis throws in a staright right to the face and Axe falls to the mat. Kris picks Axe up and kicks him in the gut. GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB over the frying pan.

KING: NOOOO!!!

JR: Kris falls on Axe for the pin.

REF: ONE! TWO! THRE-AXE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

JR: How did he get his shoulder up after that, it was amazing.

KING: He’s Axe, he’s unpredictable.

JR: He sure is.
Kris slams his fist on the mat. He picks Axe up and throws his right leg up. Axe grabs his leg and Kris throws up his left. ENZIGURI! Kris lies onto Axe again.

REF: ONE! TWO! THR-AXE GETS HIS LEG ON THE ROPES!

KING: He’s so smart, he got his leg onto the ropes so he didn’t have to waste energy.

JR: Kris walks outside of the ring and grabs a table from under the ring.

KING: What will he do with that?

JR: He slides the table into the ring and follows it. He sets the table up in the center of the ring. He picks Axe up and rolls him on the table. Kris climbs on also. Kris picks Axe up and kicks him. He picks him up and performs the Collision Course!

KING: AHHH!!!!!!

JR: They’re both down, neither can stand.
They both lie on the mat lifeless. The crowd begins to cheer as Kris rolls over onto Axe.

REF: ONE! TWO! THRE-KICKOUT!

JR: Oh my god, he kicked out! He kicked out!

KING: Axe is amazing, Kris won’t be able to beat him again.

JR: Kris stands up and picks Axe up with him. He close lines Axe and Axe falls onto the mat. Kris picks Axe up again and this time performs a Spinning DDT. They both lie on the mat neither man moving again.

KING: I think they’re dead!

JR: No way!

KING: Look at them.

JR: Kris and Axe crawl to the ropes, they each make their way up. They go punch for punch again but this time Axe does a Straight right knocking Kris down. Axe picks Kris up and kicks him in the gut. He goes for a DDT but Kris flips Axe over his shoulders. Kris stands to his feet and picks up the frying pan he used earlier. He places it over xes head and Drops his elbow over him.

KING: NO WAY!

JR: He hooks the leg.

REF: ONE! TWO! THRE-NO!

KING: He somehow kicked out again.

JR: They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kris CarMicheal executes a diving elbow smash on Axe.
Clyde comes from behind, but Axe nails Clyde.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kris CarMicheal runs Axe into the ringpost.
Kris CarMicheal shoves Axe into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kris CarMicheal throws Axe over the guardrail.
Kris CarMicheal takes Axe down with a German suplex.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
They're brawling behind the guardrail.
Axe uses a Russian legsweep on Kris CarMicheal.
Axe stands on the middle rope and mouths off to the crowd.
You could hear a pin drop.
Axe whips Kris CarMicheal into the guardrail.
They're brawling up the aisle.
Axe knocks Kris CarMicheal into the ringsteps.
Axe is handed a bullrope.
Axe hits him with the bullrope.
Axe throws Kris CarMicheal into the guardrail.

A bloody Kris CarMichael is sent to the ropes before receiving a Backspin DDT onto a pile of thumbtacks that Axe poured onto the canvas. Axe climbs up to the top turnbuckle.

JR: High risk manuever from Axe here he's attempting an elbowdrop he's in the air he's going to land on NO! Kris rolled out the way!

Axe clenches his elbow and rolls in pain getting more thumbtacks in his body as Kris goes for the cover.

JR: One, two, thr-NO! Axe gets the shoulder!

Axe hoists Kris CarMicheal high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Kris CarMicheal crashing hard to the mat.
Axe is going for the cover.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.

Axe and Kris CarMichael are outside the ring again and Axe removes the padding exposing the concrete. He picks Kris up and kicks him in the gut before landing a trifecta of vertical suplexes. He then picks Kris up one last time before hooking him in for a powerbomb and dropping him down onto the concrete. He then lifts him again and drops him again.

JR: THAT IS ENOUGH DAMMIT!

Axe then picks up Kris again, turns and drops him through the announce table as the crowd go nuts.

CROWD: HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!*

JR: Our announce table is demolished after Axe just powerbombed Kris CarMichael through it!

Axe chokes Kris with the wire and drops a few monitors from the announce table on his head before rolling him back into the ring.

Axe throws Kris CarMichael to the ropes and as he returns receives an Atomic Drop followed by a dropkick. Axe then locks in an armbar putting on all the pressure possible as Kris screams in pain.

JR: He's going to break his damn arm if he's not careful!

King: Well Axe did promise broken bones!

Axe pushes his hips up applying even more pressure as the arm looks like it's ready to break as Kris tries to fight through the agony.

Kris begins to fade but Axe yanks harder trying to get him to submit. The ref checks on Kris and lifts his arm once...........it falls.
He lifts it a second time...............it falls.
The ref lifts a third and final time..........it stays up!

JR: Look at the passion this young kid has!
He's getting closer to those ropes and fighting the pain!
He's made it! He got to the ropes! But Axe still has it on!

Axe finally lets go before dragging him up to his feet and receiving a hip-toss.

Axe grabs a table from outside the ring and slides it in. He sets it up near the turnbuckle and grabs Kris CarMichael. He takes him up to the second turnbuckle and then begin to trade punches.

JR: Kris is trying to fight back with punches of his own here but Axe just landed an uppercut!
Axe is now going for what seems to be a Russian legsweep!

Axe brings Kris backwards with him driving him down with a Russian legsweep through the table.

JR: OH MY GAWD!

Axe gets a bloodied and beaten Kris to his feet and receives a kick to the gut followed by The Loner's Landing!

JR: LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING! LONER'S LANDING!That has to be all for Kris CarMichael!

Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Axe.

*DING DING*

ONE.....TWO....THREE!

King: YES! Axe beat CarMichael the streak is over!

Axe has his arm lifted by the ref and looks at a bloody Kris CarMichael but goes to the outside and grabs a steel chair and places his arm inside of it before going to the middle turnbuckle.

JR: That's enough! You won the damn match! Leave him alone!

Axe jumps down and stomps on Kris's arm.
He goes back up and does it again.
He goes a final time and a pop is heard.

*POP!!!!!!*

JR: OH NO! Axe just broke Kris's arm!

Kris rolls in agony as Axe is handed a microphone.

Axe: Ain't so perfect now are we?! This is isn't over CarMichael! Not by a long shot!

Axe rolls out of the ring and makes his way to the back laughing and pointing at Kris who looks like he broke his arm.

JR: MY GAWD! That sick human being might have broken Kris's arm!

King: I heard the pop!

JR: This ain't right! We'll be right back!

(Tobey is walking around the back and find Witherspoon getting ready for their tag team match.)

Tobey: So, you ready?

Spoon: More than ready.

Tobey: You know, you and me, we don't have a real good history.

Spoon: I swear as the Lord is my witness, if you screw me over tonight, I will kill you.

Tobey: Hey look. I said I would let by gones be just that, so don't worry. Tonight we have one thing in common. Destroy Scotty. So let's just get our heads on straight and kick a little butt.

Spoon: You know for once, you and I actually agree on something.

(Howitzer is in the locker room area applying an ice bag to his quadricep
when Cheri Runnels comes into the locker room with a microphone.)

Cheri: Howitzer, you just beat "The Near Future" Nick Kincaid for the
second time in a row! Does this end the quarrel between you two, or do you
think you'll be meeting him again?

HOWITZER: I'm glad you asked Cheri. I don't anticipate seeing "The Distant
Past" Rick Kincaid again, unless he's bagging my groceries! That guy is all
mouth. Kincaid isn't a bad wrestler, but guys like him won't ever beat guys
like me. He's all up in his own head all the time. A legend in his own
mind. Meanwhile, out here in the real world, guys like me are who climb the
ladder. It came down to this, Kincaid: You shot your mouth off, and it
pissed me off, ace. I...DON'T...LIKE YOU. And you got thrown down the hole
that your mouth dug for ya.

(Cheri looks at Howitzer up and down, and a flirtatious look comes into her
eyes.)

Cheri: So, Howitzer...you're all done for the night...wanna come out with
me tonight and maybe climb something else?

(Howitzer smiles and is slightly embarrassed.)

HOWITZER: Thanks for the offer Cheri, but I'm not done for the night yet.

Cheri: You're not?

HOWITZER: No...now if you'll excuse me.

(Howitzer shoos Cheri and the camera man out of the locker room and shuts
the door. Bedlam shoots back over to J.R. and the King at ringside.)

King: Wha? Howitzer's not on the schedule anymore! What does he mean,
he's not done?

J.R.: Your guess is as good as mine, King! Looks like we'll find out
before the night's up!

>>>

(Michael Bole walks up to a locker room and pushes the door in. Witherspoon is standing in the center, wearing a pair of Black pants, and a grey hoodie. Witherspoon turns and looks over at Micheal in slight irritation.)

Witherspoon: You could at least knock.

Bole: Sorry, it's just I wanted to catch you before your match.

Witherspoon: Bole, Im going up against Scotty Scott, and some other person that I dont even know who it is. It could be frickin Lowedown! And the one person that I have to depend on to watch my back, is Tobey Miliken. I have a lot on my mind right now.

Bole: That's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about. Rumors have been flying around that you and Tobey have set asside your differences, and that you have joined with him.

Witherspoon: Rumors are like that. Fact of the matter is, that I could very well be walking into a very serious beatdown right now! I am not looking foreward to this match at all. I have a lot on my mind, so if you could get out of my locker room, that would be great.

Bole: Just a few questions...

Witherspoon: Bole! Get the hell out!

(Michael Bole and the camera crew quickly run from the room, closing the door behind them.)

Bole: As you can see, Witherspoon is heavily preparing himself for tonight's match up.

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

From Sturgis, SD... weighing in at 270 pounds...
Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out. He stares blankly into the ring void of expression. The infamous black towel is draped over his head as he begins to walk towards the ring. He slowly stops and look back up the ramp.)

King: This is it JR!!! Scotty's new tag team partner is unveiled right here tonight!!!!

JR: Well, I know that there are several rumors floating around as to whom this partner might be.

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

(“Last Resort” by Papa Roach blares over the PA as the crowd gets to their feet. Ash slowly emerges from the back wearing his usual black “OUTLAW” shirt. Ash slowly makes his way down the ramp and pauses next to Scotty. Scotty stands beside Ash smiling sadistically as they enter the ring.)

King: A match made in Hell JR... A thug and a convict!!!

JR: They have similar hobbies there is no doubt about that.

(Scotty walks to the center of the ring. Ash leans up against the ropes in the corner and pulls a mic from his pocket.)

Ash: You know, lately this federation has been a bland shadow of it’s former self. Stars are disappearing left and right, titles are held by uninteresting nobodies, hell I myself have barely been more than a ghost around here as of late. I was on the way out of this fed, possibly for the last time, but then Scotty gave me a choice. A choice that was too good to pass up.

Scotty: It is the beginnin' of a brand new day.... A whole new era of dominance... I know many of ya's out there are worried now... Two legends teamin' up for the second time in our careers... The time has come for us to team once more... But this time to regain somethin'...

Ash: Both of use decided we want nothing to do with the trash that is cluttering the singles division. Rather we decided to establish an unbeatable dominance in the place where teamwork means the most. Scotty and I are officially putting everyone on notice and announcing our dominance of the tag division.

Scotty: Those belts will be 'round our waists before long... Don't ya's worry 'bout it. The so-called champions are ripe for the pickin's... But tanight we have these johnny come latelies in Tobey "I Wanna Be a Supastar" Miliken and Witherspoon. I promise ya this Tobey... The only movie roles yer gonna be gettin' will be the victim of some horrid monster in a horror flick...

Ash: Witherspoon.. I’d like to be able to have some fun at your expense and take you down a few notches, but I honestly don’t care to know enough about you to even pretend you matter. If you can prove to me you’re even worth my time, maybe down the line I’ll care enough to send the very best.

Scotty: So Tobey and Witherspoon... Beat us... If ya's can....

(Ash and Scotty look at each other and break out laughing.)

Scotty: Survive... If we let ya's....

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 555 pounds...
From Minneapolis... weighing in at 300 pounds...
Witherspoon

PA: LOOKIN BACK AT ME!

(Cold by Crossfade blares from the speakers as the crowd leaps to their feet cheering loudly. Blue pyros shoot off from the stage and explode in the air as Witherspoon walks out, a focused look on his face. He looks up at the ring, tearing his shirt off and tossing it asside.)

JR: Witherspoon incredibly focused on this match tonight. How can you prepare for a match when you dont een know who you're facing?

King: Not that it really makes a differance when your facing Scotty Scott! He could probably take both of them by himself!

JR: That's true, there is no doubt about that.

(Witherspoon walks down to the ring and slides in, walking to Tobey Miliken, and getting into his face, talking to him. Tobey says something, obviously trying to assure Witherspoon of something. Witherspoon turns away and rolls his neck.)

LILLY: His partner...
From Daytona, FL... weighing in at 255 pounds...
"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

*DING DING*

JR: Witherspoon and Scotty are starting this match off!
Witherspoon runs foreward and clotheslines Scotty to the ground
Witherspoon lays his boots into Scotty
Witherspoon throws Scotty into the ropes and catches him with a big boot to the face
Witherspoon tries to lock in a Boston Crab but Scotty reerses it
Scotty throws Witherspoon into the ropes
Witherspoon grabs Scotty into a bear hug
Witherspoon throws Scotty onto the mat hard

King: Fight back Scotty!

JR: Witherspoon is dominating this match early!

Witherspoon and Scotty exchange blows in the center of the ring
Witherspoon locks in an arm bar on Scotty
Scotty fights free
Witherspoon lifts scotty into the air and throws him into the corner, narrowly missing Tobey
Witherspoon Tags Tobey in

JR: Scotty has Tobey in the corner and is ripping at his eyes.

King: JR, Scotty is taking out his frustrations on Tobey.

JR: Scotty is now rubbing the eyes of Tobey Miliken across the top ropes.... Burning his eyes.

King: You can't fight what you can't see.

JR: Ash is distracting the referee as Scotty kicks Tobey between the legs!!!!

King: Tobey will definately be singing in a higher pitch.

Witherspoon locks up with Soctty's partner
Witherspoon pushes him back into the turnbuckle
Witherspoon chops accros his chest
Witherspoon lifts him up to the top rope and suplexes him
Witherspoon locks him in a headlock
The partner fights to break free
The ref checks on him
Witherspoon tighten the hold
The partner begins to fade
The ref asks if he wants to quit
Witherspoon drops the hold
Witherspoon lifts him up to his feet
Witherspoon headbuts him
Witherspoon hammers his skull into the ground with a crucifix
Witherspoon goes for the pin
Scotty runs into the ring and breaks the count
Tobey runs in and hits a drop kick on Scotty
Witherspoon and Tobey hit a double suplex on Scotty
They both roll scotty from the ring and Tobey returns to the apron
Witherspoon tags Tobey in

JR: Scotty is digging his fingers into the corners of Tobey's mouth.

King: He is stretching his mouth out of shape.

JR: Now he is laying forearm smashes into the face of Tobey.

King: So much for the movie career.

JR: Ash drew Witherspoon in.

King: The referee stopped him!!!!

JR: Scotty is biting the forehead of Tobey!!!!

King: Witherspoon is trying so hard to get to Tobey!!!

JR: Scotty is digging his teeth deep into Tobey's head!!!!

King: Look at the blood beginning to flow from Tobey's head!!!

JR: This match is about to get sick.

KING: Yeah! Now poor Scotty probably has some terrible disease from biting Tobey!

JR: Scotty has been dominating Tobey

King: If Tobey dont get out of there he's gonna get killed!

JR: Tobey lurches foreward and hits Witherspoons hand
Witherspoon gets into the ring and clotheslines Scotty
Witherspoon Suplexes Scotty's partner
Witherspoon clotheslines both of them
Witherspoon drops down and pins Scotty
The ref counts "1...2.. kick out"
Witherspoon holds Scotty on the ground and slams his fist into Scotty's face, bloodying his nose
The crowd cheers loudly
Witherspoon and scotty exchange blows in the middle of the ring
Witherspoon whips Scotty into a turnbuckle and slams his shoulder into scotty's stomach
Wiherspoon Suyplexes Scotty
Witherspoon locks in Binned

King: Oh no! It's all over!

JR: The crowd is on their feet cheering

JR: Scotty makes a quick tag to Ash. Their team work as been quite good.

King: Working like a precession machine.

JR: A double snap suplex on Witherspoon.

King: Scotty just spit at Tobey.

JR: Tobey is trying to get in the ring, but the referee is restraining him.

King: Ash and Scotty are kicking the living daylights out of Witherspoon!!! Looks a typical Saturday night for these two.

JR: Ash throws Tobey out of the ring... What is Scotty doing?

King: Looks like Scotty is being a good humanitarian and helping Tobey up.

JR: Like Hell... Scotty just whipped Tobey into the guardrail and has the nerve to look at the referee and say he has done nothing.

King: It is always legal as long as you are not caught.

JR: Scotty is pulling up the mats around the ring.

King: JR, I have no idea here what he is about to do.

JR: He is scrubbing the concrete floor with Tobey's face!!!

King: Tobey does look like a victim in a horror movie!!! AAAAGGGHHHH!!!!

JR: Witherspoon tags out!

JR: Scotty has Witherspoon on his shoulders and makes a tag to Ash.

King: Ash is going to the top rope!!!

JR: DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!!! THEY D@MNED NEAR BROKE WITHERSPOON'S NECK!!!!

King: Here comes a bloody Tobey!!!

JR: SCOTTAMISSION ON TOBEY!!!!!

JR: Tobey has slid out of the ring to get away from Scotty.

King: This is not going to work.

JR: Scotty has followed him out.

King: Tobey just saw Scotty out after him and is running away from him!!!

JR: Tobey just ran into Ash!!!

King: No man's land!!!

JR: Scotty just posted Tobey's face!!!

King: Scotty slide under the ropes.

JR: Scotty broke the referee's count but has gone right back after Tobey!!!

King: That is smart.

JR: Scotty lifts Tobey up over his head!!!!

King: This is about to get uglier!!!!

JR: Scotty just introduced Tobey to the guardrail.

King: Tobey has lost all color in his face!!!

JR: You would too if you had your groin smashed by that guardrail.

JR: This is just diguisting.

King: Scotty is letting loose and Tobey is standing directly in the Path of Rage!!!

JR: But Scotty is digging his fingers into the open wounds on Tobey's head!!!!

King: He is making this into a pure bloodbath.

JR: This is horrible... Scotty is licking his fingers!!!!

King: I think I'm going to throw..... BRAKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

JR: I didn't know you had pepperoni pizza today.

JR: Scotty is asking the referee how much time is left.

King: Nothing wrong with that.

JR: Dear Lord!!! Scotty kicked Tobey between the legs while the referee's back was turned!!!

King: The referee never saw a thing!!! That was beautiful!!!

JR: Scotty is just teasing Tobey now.

King: Scotty is in his zone now!!!

JR: Scotty is holding the hand of Tobey out to Witherspoon now!!!! But every time Witherspoon gets close he pulls the hand away!!!

King: Hahahaha!!! I love this!!!!

JR: Scotty just slapped the back of Tobey's head.

King: I think Tobey is crying!!!

JR: I am not sure about that but I know Tobey is feeling an unbelievable amount of pain.

King: Look at this!!!

JR: Scotty just dropped an elbow into the back of Tobey's neck!!!

King: Scotty is totally destroying Tobey!!!

JR: Scotty just blew snot in Tobey's face!!!

King: I think that is called the Greco-Roman Booger Blow.

JR: And if that was not enough insult... Scotty just spit into the face of Tobey.

King: At least he did miss the mouth. Was that a loogie in that?

JR: Scotty has Tobey tied up in the ropes.

King: Like Larry the Cable Guy says... Ahhh this is going to get good.

JR: Scotty just hit Tobey hard in the face and is screaming at him now.

King: I think he said something about Tobey and Hollywood.

JR: Scotty is digging his teeth back into the face of Tobey!!!

King: I think he has Tobey's nose in his mouth now!!!

JR: Blood is flowing from his nose!!! This poor referee is trying to pull Scotty off of Tobey.

King: Let him go Scotty!!! You might get disqualified!!!

JR: I think Scotty heard you as he has released Tobey. Tobey is just a bloody mess now.

King: Scotty is almost at a state that he is uncontrolable!!!

JR: Scotty is beyond a shadow of a doubt thriting for blood here tonight.

JR: This match has been interesting to say the least.

King: Scotty Scott appears to be a man on a mission. He has really brought his A game tonight.

(Suddenly two men wearing long black dusters and a cowboy hat over their eyes start to make their way down to the ring slowly. They stand at the edge of the ring with their heads down. Scotty Scott's partner runs over and then from behind Misty Rivers runs and pushes him into the two men. The two men pick up Scott's partner and deliver a double team back breaker. He is down writhing in pain. Then the men take off their dusters and hats and throw them into the crowd.)

King: It's Howitzer and Kris Carmichael!

JR: What are they doing?

(Scott's partner is picked up and thrown into the crowd. Scotty Scott has picked up Tobey Miliken and body slams him, but on the way down, Tobey's foot kicks the ref in the face and the ref is down. Howitzer, Spoon and Kris Carmichael hit the ring and they all three attack Scotty Scott.)

King: It's a lynch mob.

JR: They are all three attacking Scotty Scott and beating the stuffing out of him.

(Tobey get's up and slides out of the ring and crawls under the ring and comes back out with a whip and three ball bats. Tobey throws the ball bats to Spoon, Howitzer and Carmichael. )

Tobey: Now we are going to teach you a little lesson Scott.

King: They better watch out... I understand that Scotty is upset with Tobey in real life. So they maybe stepping into something very very personal.

JR: Wait! Witherspoon just nailed Tobey with the bat!

JR: Ash has Howitzer.... LOCKDOWN ON HOWITZER!!!

King: This is so great!!!

JR: Kris Carmichael is trying to get his hands on Scotty.... Kick to the groin!!!

King: So much for the new guys.

JR: Scotty is sliding out of the ring. He is pulling three tables out from under the ring!!!

King: Witherspoon is standing in the corner just watching all this!!! He looks to have washed his hands of the matter!!!

JR: Tobey is trying to get out of the ring!!! Witherspoon stopped him!!! He threw him to a smiling Scotty!!!

King: I don't know what Witherspoon is doing... But I would hate to be Tobey and company.

JR: Scotty just belly-to-belly suplexed Tobey!!!

King: This is unbelievable!!!

JR: Scotty and Ash have set up the tables.... Kris Carmichael is trying to get up. Witherspoon just kicked Carmichael in the face!!!

King: Now that is going to leave a mark!!!

JR: Ash and Witherspoon have placed Kris on the table... Scotty is going to the turnbuckles.

King: Ash has Howitzer up and is lifting him up to Scotty!!!!

CRASH!!!!!

JR: SCOTTY JUST POWERBOMBED HOWITZER THROUGH KRIS CARMICHAEL AND THE TABLE!!!!

King: I told you it is not good to make Scotty mad.

JR: Scotty is telling Ash and Witherspoon something.

King: They are leaving the ring and have two bags!!!!

JR: Ash has lighter fluid!!!

King: Witherspoon has a lighter!!!

JR: They are setting the table on fire and Scotty is going up to the turnbuckle!!!

King: Ash and Witherspoon are handing Tobey over to Scotty!!!

JR: The flames are high on the table!!!

CRASH!!!!

JR: SCOTTY JUST POWERBOMBED TOBEY THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE!!!

King: That was like seeing an old forgotten friend.

JR: Scotty is leaning over Tobey's broken body and pieces of the flaming table.

King: This is disgusting.

KING: Yeah! i forgot to bring the hot dogs and marshmallows!

JR: Scotty just smeared Tobey's blood on his chest and face!!!!

King: look at the three of them!!! They are laughing!!!!

JR: And look at the look in Scotty's eyes.

King: I have not seen this much sadistic glee in years.

JR: Scotty has lost control.

King: Some times I wonder if these new guys really know what they are getting into when they make Scotty mad.

JR: Scotty has mounted Tobey and is bashing the head of Tobey with forearm smash after forearm smash!!!!

King: Look at the blood fly off Tobey's head!!!

JR: To borrow a term from the late great Gordon Solie, Tobey's face has turned into a crimson mask.

JR: Tobey's whole team has been decimated by Scotty Ash and Witherspoon! I've never seen such carnage!

(Witherspoon walks over to Howitzewr and lifts him up to his feet near the ropes. He steps back and looks into his eyes. An evil smirk appears on his face.)

Witherspoon: Howitzer, SEIMPER FI!

(Witherspoon surges foreward and practiclly removes Howitzers head with a clothesline, knocking him from the ring so he lands on his head on the outside. He lays there not moving, a trickle of blood pouring from a cut on his forehead. Kris Carmichael staggers to his feet and runs at Witherspoon. Witherspoon reaches into his pants and pulls out his trusty tire iron and brings it crashing into Kreis' face, causing blood to pour from his nose and mouth.)

JR: Witherspoon has laid out both Howitzer and Kris' Carmichael. Neither one are moving and Carmichael may have sustained serious damgae!

(Witherspoon motions to Scotty outside the ring, and Scotty throws Witherspoon a folding chair. Witherspoon opens the chair and lays it on it's side. He goes over to Tobey and lifts him up in a Suplex, and brings him crashing down onto the chair. Tobey screams in agony and clutches at his back.)

JR: Someone has to stop this!! Tobey is going to be in critical condition here, someone call the paramedics!

(Witherspoon jumps into the air and lands on Tobey's stomach, driving his back into the chair again. Witherspoon pulls a pair of Brass knucles out of his pants pocket and slips them on, dropping onto the mat and slamming his fist into Tobey's face, turning into a mask of crimson blood. The mat is stained the color of blood under Tobey's head. Witherspoon lifts Tobey up and locks in Binned. Tobey screams in pain and Witherspoon keeps the hold on until Tobey passes out from the extreme pain.)

(Witherspoon goes to the turnbuckle and hops onto it, raising his arms into the air and laughing evilly as the crowd boos.)

JR: We'll be right back!

(The scene opens backstage where see Michael Bole standing with The Judge, who has the BMWF Light-Heavyweight championship slung over his shoulder.)

Bole: Tonight you face both the Intercontinental and United States champions, Master Z and Hardcore Holly, with Ezekiel as your tag partner.

Judge: Michael, I will admit, tonight is no walk in the park, but I know that Ezekiel and I are fully capable of winning the match. Master Z and Hardcore Harry may be tough, but Ezekiel and I are that much tougher. I have no doubt that Ezekiel will be able to hold up his end of the tag team, and maybe if he's lucky, I'll give him pointers on how to beat Hardcore Harry and win that Intercontinental title from him!

Bole: Well, have you talked to Ezekiel?

Judge: I was looking around...

(Ezekiel is seen coming down the corridor, causing Bole to interrupt Judge)

Bole: Ezekiel can I…

Ezekiel: Harry, you cannot ignore me now, I will continue to wear you down until you answer. What you just received was nothing in comparison to what will happen if you continue to play games.

Bole: You team up with The Judge tonight to face the team of Hardcore Harry and Master Z…

Ezekiel: I will be there for Harry, and if Master Z and I should cross paths, the necessary measures will be taken.

Judge: You see Michael, we have our ends covered.

Bole: Thanks guys.

(Bole wanders off down the corridor looking for yet another interview)

Ezekiel: Harry had better have an answer for me.

Judge: Just keep your mind on the upcoming match.

(FADE)

(Tamer is walking around the back. Tamer's eyes go wide when he sees Donnie MacPhearson. Donnie recognizes Tamer and tries to dart around the corner. Tamer runs up quickly and grabs Donnie by the shoulder.)

Tamer: Hey, old buddy! Where we going?

(Tamer turns to corner with Donnie and sees Dizi.)

(Donnie puts himself between Dizi and Tamer.)

Dizi: TAMER!!!

Donnie: We have to be going, now.

Tamer: Danielle..I'm so sorry about what happened in Vegas I had no idea....

(Dizi is trying to get around Donnie, who is managing to stay right between her and Tamer.)

Dizi: Why? What happened in Vegas? Did you get lost??

Donnie: C'mon, Diz. We have to get back to the hotel.

(Tamer smiles and nods his head.)

Tamer: Yeah, I got lost...

(Tamer shoves Donnie out of the way. Dizi jumps into Tamer's arms, wraps her legs around his waist and kisses him.)

Donnie: (regains his balance) Dizi! We're going!!

Tamer: You wanna spend the week with me down in Florida? We can fly to the next show together.

(Donnie manages to get his arms around Dizi's waist and tries to pull her off Tamer, but Dizi holds on tightly.)

Dizi: Florida?? Jammin!! We can stop in and see my folks!

Donnie: No! You're not going anywhere with him!!

(Tamer glares at Donnie.)

Tamer: Look, before...wasn't my fault. She'll be at the house with me...This isn't like Vegas.

(Dizi finally lets go of Tamer, surprising her brother, who falls backwards with Dizi landing on top of him.)

Donnie: OOF!!!!!! (pushes Dizi off him) Yes, Vegas was your fault! You left her alone. I told you to watch her, but you left her alone and she was lost for a month!!

Dizi: I wasn't lost! I knew where I was. (looks at her brother) Maybe you were lost.

Tamer: she's smarter then you think!

(Dizi, still sitting on the floor, smiles up at Tamer.)

Dizi: Well, thank you!

Donnie: Oh, really? Then where has she been for the last month?

(Dizi climbs to her feet and holds a hand out to her brother. Donnie takes it and Dizi pulls him up.)

Tamer: Well...Um..Dizi...Where Have you been?

Dizi: (smiles at him) I was in Vegas, waiting for you!

Tamer: You said you'd fly out to your brother and be at the very next bedlam

(Dizi thinks about this for a minute.)

Dizi: Oh... is that what it was? I remember you saying something about airports and brothers. I thought you were going to the airport to meet your brother. So, I waited for you!

Donnie: Just out of curiosity, what were you doing when Tamer was telling you about airports and brothers?

Dizi: Craps table!

Donnie: Uh huh. (glares at Tamer) You tried to tell her something when she was at a craps table? You didn't get her away from it so she'd pay attention?

Tamer: She was on a roll...

Dizi: Yes, I was! I was hot that night!

Donnie: (focused on Tamer) And you thought she'd pay attention to what you were saying? I don't think you have a clue about dealing with my sister and I think you need to stay the hell away from her.

Tamer: Excuse me?!

Donnie: You heard me!

Dizi: Um, I don't think that's your decision, Bubba...

Donnie: (turns to Dizi) Why would you even stay with him? The whole month you were gone, he didn't care. He wasn't looking for you... he barely noticed you were gone.

(Dizi looks slowly at Tamer.)

Tamer: That not true! I thought she was with you. You wanted me to stay away from her. You've never wanted us to be together!

Donnie: And now you know why! You aren't responsible enough to take care of her.

Dizi: I can take care of myself!

Tamer: I would think the fact that I love her would be enough!

(Tamer turns his head thinking about what he just said, as Donnie groans and covers his eyes.)

Dizi: You love me?

(Tamer smiles and turns to Dizi.)

Tamer: Yes, I love you.

Dizi: That's so sweet!

Donnie: Dizi, we have to get back to the hotel. You promised Mom you'd call.

(Donnie grabs her arm and starts to pull her away. Dizi, seemingly bemused by Tamer's declaration, doesn't resist.)

Tamer: I..I....I Lover her....

(Tamer shakes his head and smiles as we fade.)

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

Maverick

(Maverick takes slow steps onto the entrance stage, centering himself upon it. His trench coat flails in the smoked winds originating from the entrance ramp. Maverick then swings his right arm into the air, and just as he does so, a voice begins to shout over the speakers.)

Voice: THROW UP YOUR ROCK FIST IF YA FEELIN ME WHEN I DROP THIS!!!

(“Rock Fist” by Thousand Foot Crutch rumbles over the system as Maverick makes his way down to the ring. As he enters the ring, he leaps atop the turnbuckle and perches himself, staring out at the crowd. A microphone rests on the turnbuckle, as if expecting Mavericks presence.)

Maverick: Pain, you and I have had a pretty one-sided past! I fight you, I win. I side with you, I run the show. I see you walking around town, I pants you. You should get it by now! Nothing has changed! Sure, the fed has evolved with time, but guess what? YOU HAVEN’T!!

(Maverick directs his finger around to the crowd in a full circle around him.)

Maverick: Pain! These fans here haven’t come to see you! You’ve never tuned up your style, nothing surprises them anymore from you! It’s just the same ol’ stuff from you week after week! Big man beat, you get knocked down, ya sit back up, and occasionally you win a match here and there!

(Maverick gets the crowd started on a chant of “BORING!”)

Maverick: You hear that, Pain? Nothing’s new from you! You are faded! Done! Washed up!

(Pause.)

Maverick: But I’ll tell you what, Pain, just for the sake of giving somebody a heart attack, tonight will be no different between you and I. Tonight, I will defeat you just like every single other time we’ve stepped foot inside the squared circle together… History is about to repeat itself!

LILLY: His opponent...
Weighing in at 375 pounds...

"The Big Dead Machine" Pain

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Maverick runs into the ropes.
Pain executes a kick to the head on Maverick.
Pain whips Maverick into the ropes.
Maverick hits Pain with a kick.
Maverick gives him a drop toehold, but Pain only stares at him.
Maverick gives him spinning heel kick, but Pain only stares at him.
Maverick goes for a Russian legsweep, but Pain counters it with an elbowsmash.
Pain hits a roundhouse right on Maverick.
Pain smacks Maverick with a devastating clothesline .
Pain takes Maverick down with a roundhouse right.
Pain is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Pain executes a legdrop on Maverick.
Pain hits Maverick with a side suplex.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Pain.
Pain goes for a roundhouse right, but Maverick blocks it.
Maverick nails Pain with a swinging neckbreaker.
The crowd is going crazy.
Maverick goes for a DDT, but Pain counters it with a low blow.
Pain punches Maverick.
The crowd erupts.
Maverick hits Pain.
The crowd is going crazy.
Maverick punches Pain.
The crowd is going crazy.
Maverick gives him spinning heel kick, but Pain doesn't budge.
Pain kicks Maverick.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Pain punches Maverick.
Pain takes Maverick down with a kick to the midsection.
Pain throws Maverick out of the ring.
Pain goes outside.
Pain shoves Maverick into the guardrail.
Len Stanley counts: 1.
Maverick has been cut open.
Pain shoves Maverick into the guardrail.
Pain uses an elbowsmash on Maverick.
Len Stanley counts: 2.
Len Stanley counts: 3.
Pain throws Maverick back into the ring.
Pain whips Maverick into the ropes.
Maverick misses with an elbow.
Maverick and Pain get hit with a double clothesline.
Maverick whips Pain into the ropes.
Maverick misses with a kick.
Pain misses with a kick.
Pain misses with a clothesline.
Pain hits Maverick with a clothesline.
Pain runs into the ropes.
Pain goes for a clothesline, but Maverick counters it with a Gorilla Press.
Maverick goes for Reverse Cannonball, but Pain blocks it.
Pain smacks Maverick with a devastating flying clothesline .
Pain goes for a vertical suplex, but Maverick blocks it.
Maverick gives him spinning heel kick, but Pain doesn't even care.
Maverick gives him an elbowsmash, but Pain doesn't budge.
Maverick chops Pain.
Maverick has the crowd going wild.
Maverick kicks Pain.
Maverick goes for spinning heel kick, but Pain blocks it.
Pain hits a backbreaker on Maverick.
Pain punches Maverick.
The crowd is giving Pain a standing ovation.
Pain kicks Maverick.
The crowd is giving Pain a standing ovation.
Pain takes Maverick down with a punch.
Pain hoists Maverick high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Maveri
ck crashing hard to the mat.
Pain takes Maverick down with a fist to the midsection.
Pain whips Maverick into the ropes, but Maverick reverses it.
Pain hits Maverick with a kick.
Pain covers Maverick.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Pain throws Maverick out of the ring.
Pain rolls out under the bottom rope.
Len Stanley counts: 1.
Pain goes for a punch, but Maverick blocks it.
Len Stanley counts: 2.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Len Stanley counts: 3.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Len Stanley counts: 4.
Pain whips Maverick into the guardrail.
Pain goes for a bodyslam, but Maverick counters it with an elbowsmash.
Maverick reenters the ring.
Pain follows him back in.
Maverick runs into the ropes.
Maverick hits Pain with a shoulderblock.
Maverick covers Pain.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Maverick takes Pain down with a legsweep.
Maverick gives him a DDT, but Pain doesn't even care.
Maverick runs into the ropes.
Maverick executes a swinging neckbreaker on Pain.
Pain sits up.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Maverick kicks Pain.

JR: Maverick just nailed Pain with a hard right hand and now he's kicking him down in the corner and not letting him up!

King: Maverick is taking a few steps back! YAAAH!! Here comes Pain right out of the corner!

JR: Wait!! Maverick spins around and nails Pain with a kick to the gut and… Maverick wouldn't... CHOKE SLAM TO PAIN BY MAVERICK!!! MAVERICK JUST STOLE PAIN’S OWN MOVE!!!

King: What a thief!

JR: Did you see that? Maverick just crushed Pain in the middle of the ring with his own version of a devastating choke slam and now he's calling for the Rolling Cannonball Drop!!

King: It looks like Pain has his eyes open! He sits up!!

JR: Maverick is still trying to get to the top ropes! Pain is on his feet and headed over to the ropes!

King: This is it! Maverick is going...um...down! HAHAHA!

JR: Cheap shot to the groin of Pain!!! Maverick just nailed Pain with a low blow as the referee wasn't in position to see it!

King: Maverick is hooking Pains arms!! YAAAAAH!!!

JR: TOP ROPE TIGER DRIVER TO PAIN!!! PAIN IS DEAD!!

King: I can’t believe Maverick just pulled that off! He doesn’t even look as if he broke much of a sweat during this match!

JR: I guarantee you that any man in a match with Pain is going to be taken to the maximum he can go no matter who you are!

(Maverick collapses on top of Pains unconscious body. The referee dives to the ground and begins to count…)

The referee counts...ONE...TWO...

JR: Pain is trying to sit up! Maverick just head-butted Pain right in the face!

THREE!!!

*DING!* *DING!*

King: YAHHHH! Maverick has won it! He has just put Pain in his place!

JR: I can’t believe the short work maverick just made of Pain!

King: Maverick has been pretty quiet during the night thus far! I wonder what’s up his sleeve in the matches to come!

JR: I don’t know, but we’ll find out! We'll be right back!

>>>

(Reno Fontayne is shown sitting in his dressing room. Reno has removed his sport coat and is sitting with his feet up on a cherry wood coffee table. Reno appears to be talking on his cell phone.)

Reno: Yeah, I got the package. I'm down if your down. Hey we go back a long way. You know you can count on me. Yeah, I guess well see where it goes after tonite. Yeah, give her my best.

(Reno hangs up the phone and stares at the stauesque Logan polishing the world televison title.)

Reno: I don't trust this arrangment anymore than you do. Remember to watch my back if something goes south, were outta there.

Logan: Consider it watched boss.

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

From Hell, Norway...
Weighing in at 239 pounds...

Inferno

("Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park plays over the PA System as Inferno comes out ot horrendous boos. He storms down the ramp and throws the door to the cage openand starts punching the cage with anger and fury.)

JR: Inferno is looking really prepped for this match! He's "In The Zone"!

King: Like the Britney Spears CD?

JR: Very much like the Britney Spears CD.

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

Shane "Sy" Perish

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

PA: Its your time to Perish!

("Superstar 2" by Saliva hits the PA system. Blue laser lights run over the
crowd accompanied by golden strobe lights. Shane comes out from behind the
curtain and starts walking down the down the ramp. He rolls in the ring
before the cage is lowered. Shane walks directly up to Inferno and pushes
him into the lowering cage.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Shane Perish hoists Inferno high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Inferno crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish misses with a clothesline.
Shane Perish hits Inferno with a kick.
Shane Perish goes for a superkick, but Inferno ducks out of the way.
Inferno goes for a powerbomb, but Shane Perish counters it with a backdrop.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Inferno blocks it.
Inferno whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Shane Perish misses with an elbow.
Inferno misses with an elbow.
Shane Perish hits Inferno with a kick.
Shane Perish hits a brainbuster on Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish goes for a clothesline, but Inferno ducks out of the way.
Inferno whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Inferno goes for a spear, but Shane Perish side-steps and Inferno only hits air.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
A portion of the crowd is booing Shane Perish.
Shane Perish hits neckbreaker on Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is booing Shane Perish.
Shane Perish throws Inferno into the turnbuckle.
Shane Perish executes a spear on Inferno.
Shane Perish sets up Inferno on the turnbuckle.
Shane Perish uses a superplex on Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish hits turnbuckle shoulder slam on Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish kicks Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Inferno hits Shane Perish.
The cheers for Inferno are drowning out the boos.
Shane Perish chops Inferno.
A portion of the crowd is booing Shane Perish.
Shane Perish goes for a backdrop, but Inferno counters it with a sunset flip.
Inferno goes for a snap suplex, but Shane Perish counters it with
a small package.

JR: WAIT A MINUTE! Mineral and Aquatic are coming down here!

King: Wow. Didn't see that one coming.

(Mineral snatches the keys from the referee and opens up the door to the cage. Shane Perish runs at Mineral, but Mineral ducks and Aquatic mists Shane from behind Mineral. Shane goes down clutching his face.)

JR: DANGIT, CAN'T THE ECO-SYSTEM EVER HAVE A CLEAN MATCH?

Mineral picks Shane up and spinbusters him.
Inferno and Mineral throw Shane headfirst into the cage, busting him open.
The Eco-System picks Shane Perish up and executes the Nature's Fury on him.
Aquatic grabs a microphone.

Aquatic: Haven't you learned yet, Shane? The Eco-System always works together! You can NEVER face one of us alone! EVER!

(Inferno slides out of the ring, and he helps Aquatic slides a table into the ring. Inferno slides back in the ring and sets up the table himself.)

JR: What is the Eco-System doing here?!?!

Inferno and Mineral give Shane a kick in the gut and hoists him up.
The Eco-System executes the Messenjah Bomb on Shane through the table.
Inferno and Mineral slide out of the ring as the crowd boos and the referee rings the bell, ruling for Shane.

*DING DING*

JR: Well, Inferno just threw the match, but he has sent the more important lesson to Shane!

King: Indeed! The Eco-System may be cowardly hated punks, but they can play the numbers game well!

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA System as the Eco-System leaves, laughing at Shane's fallen carcus.)

(The Bruisertron lights up to show a cameraman making his way through the hallway and comes up to one of the maintenance staff getting ready to put up a BMWF superstar. Slim Jim Sullivan makes his way up towards the man putting up the plaque and taps him on the shoulder...)

Slim:Excuse me sir? Is that the locker room that is going to be occupied by Cash Flo?

Staffer:Who?

Slim:You don't know who Cash Flo is?

Staffer:Oh...you mean the "Bling-Bling" guy right?

Slim:Yes! That's the one. Is this going to be his locker room?

Staffer:Nope! This is someone else who is a much bigger superstar than Cash Flo.

Slim:Can you tell me who it is please?

Staffer:Well, if you give me a moment...I'll show you exactly who it is. I will say this though. The man on this plaque is one of the greatest legends this sport has ever seen!

Slim:Please let me know who it is!

(Slim Jim finally watches the BMWF staffer place the plaque on the locker room door and Slim almost drops his microphone. The camera turns to the plaque and zooms in on the sign that reads...

"DDT"

King:YAHHH! DDT is back in the BMWF! I don't believe it!

JR:This is too incredible for words! Cash Flo and now DDT are back here in the BMWF! Do not adjust your televisions folks! This is going to get wild here tonight!

King:Wait a minute J.R! That limo back there says "Cash Flo" but we haven't seen Cash Flo step out of that limo! Now we see that DDT is supposedly here, but no one has seen or heard anything from him! This makes no sense to me!

JR:When does anything makes sense to you? I mean, besides puppies!

King:What's wrong with puppies?

JR:I didn't say there was nothing wrong with...oh forget it! Folks, we'll keep you updated with the possible return of two BMWF superstars!

King:If DDT is back, then the whole BMWF is going to being turned up sideways!

JR:We'll be right back!

JR: I'm getting word that Michael Bole is backstage with Tamer and Tyrone doing a "pre-match ritual". Michael, take it away.

(The scene cuts to Bole standing outside the Brothers of the Apocalypse's locker room. Loud music can be heard coming from inside the room.)

Bole: Ever since these two men have begun to hang out, JR, they are known to both be found in one locker room listening to music. For months now, we've heard music and thumping coming from the locker room. Tonight, I've been allowed to enter and see what is actually going on.

(Bole opens the door, and the loud sounds of Slipknot's "Pulse of the Maggots" pour out the open door. Bole covers his ears as he enters. Tamer and Tyrone are seen hopping around, circling each other in the middle of the room. All the furniture is pushed to the side)

Tyrone: IS YA READY?!!!!

Tamer: You know I'm ready!!!

Tyrone: NAH NAH!!! IS YOU READY???!!!!

Tamer: YEAH!!!! YOU KNOW I'M READY!!!

Song: WE!!!!!!!!!
WE ARE THE NEW DIABOLIC
WE!!!!!!
WE ARE THE BITTER BUCOLIC
IF I HAVE TO GIVE MY LIFE, YOU CAN HAVE IT!!!!!!!!
WE!!!!!!
WE ARE THE PULSE OF THE MAGGOTS!!!!!

Tyrone: GO!!!

(Tamer and Tyrone charge each other, slamming into each other in the middle of the room. Tamer, being the smaller of the two goes flying into the table in the corner of the room. Tyrone starts jumping up and down, almost pacing)

Tyrone: OH HE AIN'T READY, LAWD!!!!! HE AIN'T READY!!!! DAT MAN LIED TO ME! HE SAID HE WAS, AN' HE AIN'T READY!!!!!

(Tamer picks himself up and walks over to the CD player in the adjacent corner of the one where was tossed to. He stops the player and changes the CD)

Tamer: Wrong music... Here we go...

(Suddenly the room is filled with the sounds of Skindred's "Nobody". Tyrone's eyes light up as the music starts up. He becomes even more pumped)

Tyrone: OOOOOOOH (beep)!!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH (beep)!!!!!! DIS MAN AIN'T PLAYIN'!!!!!! HE SAID HE'S READY!!!!

(The two men begin to circle each other)

Song: Nobody gets out of dis ya pit alive

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!

Nobody gets out of dis ya pit alive

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!

Nobody gets out of dis ya pit alive

Nahfeelmahoneagobalambambambamb

Nobody gets out of dis ya pit alive

Nahfeelmahoneagobalambambambamb

Tamer: ONE

Tyrone: TWO

Tamer: THREE

BOTH: GO!!!!

Song: NOBODY GETS OUT OF DIS YA PIT ALIVE!!!!!!!

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!!

NOBODY GETS OUT OF DIS YA PIT ALIVE!!!!!!!

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!!

NOBODY GETS OUT OF DIS YA PIT ALIVE!!!!!!!

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!!

NOBODY GETS OUT OF DIS YA PIT ALIVE!!!!!!!

NOBODY!!!!! NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE!!!!!

(As this place the two men run into each other again, both standing and slamming eachother back with each charge. They circle once around before charging again. This time, however, Tamer sends Tyrone flying into the CD player, which smashes into billions of pieces. They stare at each other with a look of shock)

JR: OH MY!!!!!

Bole: Tyrone are you...

(Tyrone grins widely)

Tyrone: DAT'S MY MUDDA (beep)IN' BOY!!!! DIS MAN IS READY!!! DIS MAN AIN'T PLAYIN' 'ROUND!!!!

(Tamer helps Tyrone up, and they chest bump and thug hug in celebration)

Tyrone: BOLE!!! DIS IS MY MAN!!!!!! DIS IS MY PLAYA FO' LIFE!!!!!! HE AIN'T COME HERE TO PLAY!!! DIS MAN DOES NOT PLAY!!! HE'S READY!!!! TELL DA BEIGE FLICKA NOT EVEN TO SHOW UP!!! TAME-IZZLE'S GONNA KILL HIS @$$!!!!!!!!!

(Bole looks back at the camera)

Bole: Well, there you have it, JR and King. Tyrone and Tamer's "pre-match ritual".

Tamer: BROTHERS OF THE APOCALPYSE!!! GET IT STRAIGHT!!!!!

Tyorne: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! HE AIN'T PLAYIN' BOLE!!! GET DAT (beep) STRAIGHT, SON!!!!!!!

Bole: The Brothers of the Apocalypse, JR... Uh... They "don't play"... Back to you...

(fade)

KING: That was one of the goofiest things I've ever seen in the BMWF! Did you understand that, JR?