Date : 9/20/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Compaq Center Houston Texas

(The scene opens showing Tamer walking down a hallway. He stops at a door and walks in.)

Tamer:(from inside) Ty! Yo Ty! Were you at? What have we got here?

(Tamer walks back out of the locker room holding a envelope that has "Tamer" on it. Tamer opens the envelope pulling out a letter. He looks it over then shakes his head.)

Tamer: You owe me. Never a minutes rest in global domination.

(Tamer crumbles the letter throwing it away. Then walks back the way he came from as we fade.)

>>>

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

Fighting out of Parts Unknown...
Weighing in at 242 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
Ezekiel
 
 (The arena lights dim and silence envelopes the arena. Suddenly ‘In The Shadows’ by The Rasmus blares over the P.A. and the crowd are on their feet)
 
JR: This is the first real test for Ezekiel, here tonight he faces a former World Champion in Maverick.
 
King: Yah, lets see if he can have another fluke win.
 
(Ezekiel continues to the ring with his traditional black leather kilt, and chair in tow with the IC belt draped over his shoulder.  He sets up the chair at the side of the ring, and rolls into the ring)


LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Cleveland, Ohio...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

Maverick


(The crowd erupts in excitement as Maverick makes his way onto the entrance stage, taking slow steps until he centers himself upon it. His black trench coat flails in the smoked breeze 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 roars over the loud speakers as Maverick soaks up the rush of energy
coming at him from every direction. After he does so, he then begins making his way down to the ring in the
shaded glow, moving at a jogging speed. The crowd cheers in excitement while he slides into the ring,
rushes to the turnbuckle, and holds his arm into the air. A large pop is heard while he makes his way to
each of the four turnbuckles. A microphone rests upon one of the turnbuckles, as if expecting Mavericks
presence.)

Maverick: Ezekiel!! I can’t say I’m exactly familiar with who the BLEEP you are… but I’m d@mn sure you know who I am!! Tonight, you just had the deck stacked against you!

JR: What is Maverick talking about?

Maverick: I’m sure you are sitting there asking yourself why this had to happen to you. I’ll explain! You see, I’ve had the BLEEPiest 3 weeks of my life lately. Sure, you can cower and whine, but instead I think I’ll just take my rage and frustrations out on you!!

King: YAHH!! An emotional ex-champ! You don’t get those too often!!

JR: Every man who has been the world champ has their legacies for misdirected anger!!

King: Eh…

Maverick: Ezekiel, I pity you, for once you step into this ring tonight you are going to find out what I am known for…

(Maverick throws the mic out of the ring and stretches against the ropes before the match starts.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Ezekiel will be looking to take the advantage early here tonight over his experienced opponent.
 
King: Yah, Maverick’s going to teach Zeke a lesson on wrestling tonight!

JR: Maverick hits Ezekiel.
The crowd is really behind Maverick.
Maverick punches Ezekiel.
There are lots of chants for Maverick.
Ezekiel hits Maverick.
Ezekiel has the crowd going wild.
Maverick kicks Ezekiel.
The crowd is cheering on Maverick.
Ezekiel punches Maverick.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ezekiel nails Maverick with a legsweep.
Ezekiel nails Maverick with a savate kick.
Ezekiel nails Maverick with a kick to the thigh.
Ezekiel locks Maverick in a guillotine choke.
Al Johnson asks Maverick if he's had enough.
Maverick shakes his head.
Al Johnson checks Maverick's arm.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Maverick fights his way out of the hold after 17 seconds.

Ezekiel is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Ezekiel hits a dropkick on Maverick.
Maverick nails Ezekiel with a swinging neckbreaker.

JR: Maverick has Ezekiel in the corner. He's stomping him like no tomorrow!

King: This is going to be the most brutal brawl ever! HA!

JR: Maverick is pulling Ezekiel up, he's whipping him across the ring. He's following in with a Spinning Heel Kick!!!

King: Maverick just leveled him with that kick!! He loves those kicks!!

JR: Maverick isn't wasting any time here! He's lifting him up!

King: YAAAH!!! BRAINBUSTER DDT ON EZEKIEL!!!

JR: Maverick lands it! This could be all!

(Maverick goes for the pin.)

The ref counts: One! Two! Thr...

(Maverick lifts Ezekiel shoulders up before the third count ends.)

King: What in the world was that about?!

JR: I don't know. Maybe he's trying to show off again.

King: You'd better not let him hear you say that, JR!

JR: He's wrestling!

King: He's walking away from Ezekiel, what's this all about?

JR: No he’s not!!! Here comes Maverick again!!!

(Maverick charges at a barely conscious Ezekiel and shoulder-checks him into the turnbuckle. Maverick then holds Ezekiel up and kicks him quickly, executing a top-rope DDT right in the middle of the ring.)

King: He's about to get maimed!!

JR: ABOUT TO!?!? He just DID!!!

King: Ezekiel down!

(The ref shouts at Maverick to get serious about the match just before the former heavyweight champion lunges forward to deliver a devilish knee drop to Ezekiels throat! Maverick laughs hysterically as he continues to toy with his opponent.)

JR: Maverick hits Ezekiel with a baseball slide.
Maverick is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Maverick executes a kneedrop on Ezekiel.
Maverick goes for a DDT, but Ezekiel counters it with a low blow.
Ezekiel runs into the ropes.
Ezekiel hits Maverick with a kick.
Ezekiel hits a legsweep on Maverick.
Ezekiel takes Maverick down with a kick to the thigh.
Ezekiel takes Maverick down with a bulldog.

JR: Maverick with Ezekiel in the corner, landing lefts and rights to the head of him. Maverick whips Ezekiel to the opposite corner and follows in, DROP TOE HOLD BY EZEKIEL, Maverick head just bounced of the middle turnbuckle. That has changed the complexion of the match! Can Ezekiel take advantage?
(Ezekiel lifts Maverick up by the hair. He hits a snap-suplex on Maverick, Ezekiel holds on and hits another one followed by another)
JR: Triple suplex from Ezekiel, Ezekiel going for the pin
REFEREE: One… Two…
JR: Shoulder up, still early stages here and both men are in fantastic shape coming into this match. Going to take a lot more than that to put either man away.
Ezekiel kicking the inside of Maverick’s leg, he could be looking to weaken the leg to set up a submission.
(Ezekiel drops a couple of elbows to the leg of Maverick)

JR: Looks like we have a visitor.

(Tamer begins to walk down the ramp.)

JR: He’s gotta be here for Ezekial

King: You’re right!

JR: Oh Ezekial better watch out!

(Tamer walks right down to ringside tilts his head sideways and waves at Maverick and Ezekial , Tamer smiles.)

JR: It looks like Tamer is cheering on Maverick

(Tamer claps and motions towards the ring for them to carry on.)

 
JR: Ezekiel quick off the mark, a combination of lefts and rights on Maverick. Maverick in the corner, a couple of stiff boots to the gut of Maverick. Maverick thrown to the outside, Ezekiel follows and throws Maverick into the steel steps. Maverick’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 Maverick’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 Maverick’s leg)
 
JR: Maverick has been devastating since his return, Ezekiel wants to weaken that leg, slow him down a bit. Ezekiel lifting Maverick to his feet, Maverick seems to be favouring his leg.
 
King: Maverick’s got worse than that before, it’ll take a bit more than a couple of kicks!
 
JR: A big right hand from Ezekiel knocks him straight back down again. Ezekiel dragging Maverick to the ring post.
 
King: This looks like it going to hurt.
 
*CRACK*
 
JR: That was a sickening noise King. Ezekiel is putting all his effort into damaging that leg. King, do you think that may have an effect on Maverick?
 
  
JR: Ezekiel building up momentum here, the crowd getting behind him in a big way.
 
Crowd: SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!
 
JR: Ezekiel sends Maverick to the ropes, Maverick ducks the clothesline attempt, rebounds of the ropes, WHAT A MOVE – Ezekiel use the momentum of Maverick against him and locked in a rolling butterfly lock. The ref is right there, Maverick reaching for the ropes, just a couple of inches too far he can’t get to them.
 
King: Come on Maverick!!
 
JR: Maverick can’t reach the ropes, Ezekiel has the move locked in…
 
(Maverick contorts his body and manages to somehow escape the hold)
 
King: YAH!!! Maverick escaped!!!

JR: Maverick hits whip into the corner on Ezekiel.
Maverick executes spinning heel kick on Ezekiel.
Maverick executes a legsweep on Ezekiel.
Maverick whips Ezekiel into the ropes.
Maverick nails Ezekiel with a legsweep.
Maverick hits Ezekiel with a legdrop.
Maverick takes Ezekiel down with a DDT.
Maverick is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Maverick executes spinning heel kick on Ezekiel.

JR: Maverick has been on top of Ezekiel mst of this whole match, King.

Maverick hits Ezekiel with a clothesline.
Ezekiel hits Maverick with a leg sweep

JR: Ezekiel is moving towards the corner!!

King: But no, Maverick has just pulled him back.

JR: This is how Maverick plans on winning! He's going to keep the opponent winded!!

King: I see what you mean. Ezekiel just doesn’t have the same skills as Maverick! Wait!! What am I saying!!

JR: Maverick puts Ezekiel in a headlock.

The crowd is wildly cheering Maverick with only a few scattered boos audible.
Maverick nails Ezekiel with a baseball slide.
Maverick takes Ezekiel down with a kneedrop.
Maverick hits a Side-Russian Leg-Sweep on Ezekiel.

King: Look! Maverick just hit Ezekiel with a backsplash slam!! Ezekiel is out!

JR: No! Maverick is grabbing a chair!

King: Maverick knows that he is going to be disqualified if he hits his opponent with that chair! What is he doing that for?

JR: The ref just ripped it out of Maverick’s hands and he’s turning to face Ezekiel but walks into belly-to-belly suplex!! Wait!!!

King: Wow! Maverick just hooked onto Ezekiel’s leg and took him down with a face-plant!! That's amazing!

JR: Both men are dazed as they eventually get to their feet. Ezekiel lifts Mav up and goes for the Irish whip, but Mav reverses it and sends Ezekiel into the corner!

King: Maverick is driving those knees into Ezekiel face! Now he thinks he's had enough!

JR: Maverick has just lifted Ezekiel on top of the turnbuckle! He’s got his head between his legs and…

*CRUNCH*

King: YAAH!! Maverick just executed a top-rope Tiger Driver on Ezekiel!!!

JR: SICKENING MOVE!!!!

King: AH! Ezekiel just got Tiger Driver'd onto the mats!! Maverick is going for the pin!

JR: BLUE POWDER, blue powder into the face of Maverick!

*DING!* *DING!*

KING: The just DQed Zeke for using that powder!

JR: There you have it folks! Maverick has won another match at the expense of Ezekiel’s broken body!

King: Now can we start calling him “E-Z-kill”? Huh? Huh? Can we?

JR: That joke was just wrong…

(The King smiles happily as Maverick is shown celebrating inside the ring...)

JR: This match is over, and Tamer is now making his way into the ring. He
must be congratulating Maverick for his match.

King: I still don't get why Tyrone and Tamer are so buddy-buddy with
Maverick.

(The crowd starts to cheer)

JR: What's going on? There seems to be some commotion in the stands, but I
think security is handling... OH MY! A fan has just jumped the railing!

KING: That sure is one big "fan", JR.

JR: THAT'S NOT A FAN!!!

KING: Here comes the obvious...

JR: IT'S TYRONE!!! TYRONE'S IN THE RING WITH A LEAD PIPE!!!

*SLAM*

JR: Tyrone has just speared Maverick!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

(Tyrone picks up Maverick and nails him in the ribs with the lead pipe,
dropping him to the ground again. Tyrone starts to stomp Maverick's head
repeatedly.)

JR: Tyrone has returned and he is beating Maverick into a pulp!!! Tamer is
standing in disbelief.

King: Tamer looks as confused as we are.

JR: He does indeed, King. Tyrone has Maverick by the throat. He's holding
him in the air like it was nothing!!! Tamer is trying to get Tyrone to let
go... TYRONE PUSHED TAMER!!!

AND CHOKESLAM ON MAVERICK!!!

(Tamer's sitting down in the ring looking up at Tyrone. Tyrone is looking
down at the bloody Maverick. Tyrone looks at Tamer, and then walks out of
the ring)

JR: What in the world is Tyrone thinking?! He's been missing for over a week, and he comes back, attacks Maverick and pushes Tamer down without any
explanation. They still have a tag championship match tonight!

(Tyrone is half way up the ramp. Tamer is standing in the ring with his arm
folded and staring at Tyrone leaving.)

KING: Two weeks ago at the PPV, didn't I say Tamer would turn on Tyrone? I
was sooo close!

JR: We'll be right back!

JR: I'm getting word that there is a dispute backstage. Let's have a look.

(The scene cuts to in front of the Brothers of the Apocalypse locker room
door. The door flies open, and Tyrone storms out with Tamer right behind
him. The two men are arguing)

Tamer: Look, I'm probably the happiest guy to know that you're alive, but
you still haven't explain what the *bleep* you're doing or why you did it.
What was the point of that letter you sent?

Tyrone: I wanted you to have a front row seat.

Tamer: To watch you beat the hell out of our only ally?

(Tyrone spins around and points his finger inches from Tamer's nose)

Tyrone: DON'T YA EVER CALL DAT PIECE OF (beep) OUR FRIEND!!!

Tamer: ...You wanna take your finger out my face, Ty? Let's remember, I'm
not afraid of you... Whatever you want to call him, he was...

Tyrone: No, Josh, he wasn't jack (beep) to us...

Tamer: Wait, man, let me finish... Whatever he was, he was on OUR SIDE...

Tyrone: Let's get something straight right da (beep) now... Dere is a rass
war goin' on, dawg! Ya hear? A (beep)IN' WAR!!! An' it's US... against
EVERYONE ELSE... Know what dat means?

Tamer: Why don't you tell me?

Tyrone: Da only mudda (beep)as on "our side"... is US! B'cause, t'night...
da future begins, an' it started wit' Maverick... wait 'till ya see what I'm
gonna do next...
Tamer: And what exactly is that?

(Tyrone smiles)

Tyrone: Somet'in' I should've done a long time ago...

(Tyrone starts to walk away from Tamer. Tamer grabs his shoulder and spins
Tyrone around)

Tamer: NO! Now you listen... I'm your brother for life, but if you expect me
to throw myself to the wolves, you better NOT expect me to just follow you
blindly and *bleeping* tell me what exactly you are planning to do...

Tyrone: I'm 'bout to bite off damn more dan I can chew... So prepare for a
bumpy @$$ ride...

(Tyrone walks off laughing.)

Tamer: Yeah, it's official... Not only has he lost his damn mind... But so
have I, cuz I'm about to follow this psycho.

(Tamer walks off shaking his head)

JR: What are these two going to do next?!

>>>>

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

Hailing from Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

Shane "Sy" Perish

From Phoenix, AZ...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...

The BMWF Hardcore Champion...
LoweDown


PA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

(Suddenly, "Lean Back" by Terror Squad begins to play as Lowedown and Flame begin to make their way out of the entrance to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown looks around at the sold out crowd and raises his hands high i the air and gives the Wolfpac sign. Lowedown begins to make his way down to the ring and before he gets halfway down the ramp, he pulls out a microphone from his back pocket and speaks to Perish...)

Lowedown:I'm a lil' bit surprised Shane. I thought you would have liked to be part of the most dominant name in the business. Seeing you in that ring and jazzed up and ready to fight me is kind of exhilirating if you think about it. Facing a five time World champion and multi champion of all the titles should be a privilege for you. Then again, I didn't see your name on my list of wrestlers wanting to be a part of the bWo. I guess...you must not like me that much huh?

(Lowedown walks all the way up to the ring and stands next to the apron...)

Lowedown:And if you didn't take the time to acknowledge my invitation, I guess that makes you...my BLEEP!

(Lowedown drops the microphone and leaps up to the ring apron and causes the pyro to shoot out from all four corners of the ring. Lowedown leaps over the top rope as the pyro continues to go and rushes at Perish before the bell and takes him down with a spear. Lowedown begins throwing hard rights and lefts to the head of Shane's as he doesn't wait for the bell to ring to start the match. Lowedown gets back on his feet and begins stomping down on the body of Perish to keep him down on the mat...)

*DING! DING!*

JR:This match is officially underway and Lowedown isn't wasting any time on taking down Perish to the mat!

King:Lowedown is attempting to take advantage of Shane's inexperience by taking him down with brute force!

JR:Lowedown picks up Shane by the throat and forces him off the mat and into the corner! Lowedown is now driving his shoulder into the ribs of Shane early in this match! Lowedown rises up and grabs Shane's neck and drives the top of his head into Shane's chin!

King:Lowedown is starting on the head of Shane early in this match! He wants to take some of his teeth out!

(Lowedown whips Shane across the ring and into the opposite turnbuckle and follows right behind him with a clothesline that rocks Shane's head back. Lowedown whips Shane out of the corner and follows behind him with a dropkick to the back of the neck. Lowedown pops back up on his feet and nails Shane with another dropkick to the neck. Lowedown quickly rolls Shane back onto his stomach and nails him with a legdrop on the back of the neck. Lowedown picks up Shane off of the mat and hoists him up for a scoop slam, but then sets Shane upside down in the corner in the tree of woe. Lowedown backs away only a few steps and then catches the face of Shane with a kick. Lowedown rolls out of the ring for a moment and walks around behind the body of Shane...)

JR:Lowedown is pulling back on the neck of Shane and is trying to break Shane's neck!

King:He wants to take Shane's neck with him as a souvenir!

(Lowedown slides back into the ring before the ten count and pulls Shane up by the neck and then pushes him off of the top turnbuckle and watches him fall to the floor. Lowedown slides back out again...)


JR: Lowedown just threw Shane out of the ring and is following out after him! Lowedown is going after Shane like an animal!

(Lowedown stomps away on the chest and head of Shane as the referee is beginning to count both men out. Flame leaps up on the ring and begins shouting at the referee. The referee rushes over to get her off the apron. Lowedown then grabs the ankles of Shane and drives his fist into the groin behind the referee's back. Lowedown then picks up Shane and throws him face first into the announce table. Lowedown grabs the legs of Shane and monkey flips him right into the steel ringpost and pops back up on his feet. Lowedown rushes over and grabs the top of the steel steps and looks to make sure the referee isn't looking before suddenly slamming it into the back of Shane's back and watches him drop to the concrete floor. Lowedown throws the steel chair down as he then grabs a hold of Shane by the back of the head and throws him back into the ring...)

King:We may see this match end quicker than we thought!

JR: Shane Perish hits a superkick on LoweDown.
Shane Perish hoists LoweDown high into the air with a backdrop, then sends LoweD
own crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish puts LoweDown in the Texas Cloverleaf.
LoweDown reaches the ropes after 5 seconds.
Shane Perish hoists LoweDown high into the air with a backdrop, then sends LoweD
own crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but LoweDown blocks it.
LoweDown executes a spear on Shane Perish.
LoweDown executes a sidewalk slam on Shane Perish.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
LoweDown is going for the cover.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
LoweDown executes a spear on Shane Perish.
LoweDown takes Shane Perish down with a spinebuster.
LoweDown goes for a sidewalk slam, but Shane Perish counters it with a DDT.
Shane Perish is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
In turn, LoweDown counters it with a backdrop.
LoweDown hits a Gorilla Press on Shane Perish.

(Lowedown picks up Shane again and whips him into the ropes and follows up behind him and catches him with a knee right in the stomach. Lowedown drives a double axe handle to the small of the back and then backs up away from Shane and smiles. Lowedown suddenly rushes at Shane and drives his knee into the side of his head and sends him out of the ring. Lowedown quickly leaps over the top rope and comes crashing down on the neckof Shane with his boot. Lowedown brings his boot up to show marks on the neck of Shane as he then picks him up and throws him into the steel steps. Lowedown grabs the hand of Shane and places his foot on his neck and pulls back.. Lowedown yanks on the arm of Lightning viciously as the referee is coming close to a ten count. Lowedown releases the hold just long enough to break the count and then slides back out. Lowedown picks up Shane and wraps his arm around the ringpost and slams him hard into the post. Lowedown finally throws Shane back into the ring and follows behind him...)

JR:Lowedown is seriously trying to break Shane's neck!

King:Lowedown is feeling hurt by Shane not wanting to be in the BWO!

(Lowedown whips shane into the ropes and then nails him with a dropkick to the side of the head. Lowedown looks around and sees Flame cheering him on as he nails another dropkick to the side of Shane's head that sends him into the corner. Lowedown flexes for the crowd as he then picks up Shane and executes a german suplex on Shane in the center of the ring...)

JR:Lowedown just dropped Shane right on that neck!

King:He's been working on it all night ya know!

LoweDown is going for the cover.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
LoweDown puts Shane Perish in the Crippler Crossface.
Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish grabs the ropes after 21 seconds.
LoweDown asks the fans what they want to see.
The crowd erupts.

(Lowedown suddenly rushes towards Shane and blindsides him with a clothesline that sends him to the mat. Lowedown places his foot on Shane's neck and then grabs the ropes and balances himself for a moment as the referee begins to count. Shane is choking as Lowedown waves to the crowd like he isn't doing anything wrong. Lowedown steps off and then jumps on the stomach of Shane and grabs the ropes again...)

JR:The referee is about to disqualify Lowedown here!

King:I think he should disqualify Shane for thinking he could wrestle! HAHAHA!

JR:Flame is up on the apron once again as Lowedown appears to have something planned for Shane here! This could be the beginning of the end here!

Lowedown nails Shane from behind with a kick to the groin behind the referee's back and then mimmicks the pain on Shane's face.as Lowedown wraps his arm around Shane's neck and executes a reverse DDT. Lowedown looks to the crowd as he then picks up Shane up and then places him between his legs and hoists him high in the air. Lowedown takes a few steps forward and then sends Shane down to the mat with a sit down powerbomb. Lowedown smiles sadistically as he points up and picks up Shane one more time and places him between his legs and hoists him high in the air. Lowedown drives him down with another sit down powerbomb in the center of the ring. Lowedown rolls onto his stomach and then looks over to the corner and makes his way up onto the top rope. Lowedown flips off Shane as he is lying in the center of the ring and then "paints the picture" as he leaps off the top rope and catches Shane with the "Going Down" elbowdrop right on the back of Shane's neck...)

King:YAHHH!

JR:STOP THE D@MN MATCH! Shane's neck is broken!

King:Lowedown is sliding in behind Shane and he's locking on the Downtime!

JR:Shane is pretty much unconscious already! Why does he need to add insult to injury?

King:Because he thinks it's fun!

JR: LoweDown executes the Downtime on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish summons one last burst of energy.
Shane Perish submits after 15 seconds.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is LoweDown!

(Lowedown slides out of the ring and takes the microphone away from Lily Garcia...)

Lowedown:Shane! If you recover from this, I may re-evaluate your application. But don't just wait by the phone alright?

JR: Lowedown and Shane Perish are putting on a great match!

King: Wait…. JR! Look!

(A man is seen walking through the crowd. It is tough to tell who it is at first. The man continues through the crowd as the camera zooms in.)

JR: My God…. That's White Lightning!

JR: I thought he was gone!

King: Well…. he's back!

JR: Why is he out here now though?

(White Lightning grabs a chair from ringside and quickly dives into the ring. White Lightning swings the chair at the head of an unsuspecting Lowedown.)

*CRACK*

JR: My god! White Lightning just took off Lowedown's head with that shot!

(White Lightning reels the chair back and begins to lay into the body of Lowedown.)

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

(White Lightning is now pointing at Lowedown, demanding that he get up. White Lightning still has the chair in hand. Lowedown finally reaches his feet. White Lightning swings the chair directly at his face and….)

*CRACK*

JR: Why is he doing this?!?!?!?

(White Lightning lays the chair down near the corner of the ring. White Lightning grabs Lowedown by the head and sits him on the top turnbuckle. White Lightning climbs up onto the turnbuckle as well.)

JR: What is he doing now?

(White Lightning grabs Lowedown by the head. White Lightning jumps off the top turnbuckle driving Lowedown's face into the chair connecting with the Flash.)

JR: There it is, The Flash!

King: JR…that was from the top turnbuckle!

JR: The blood is just running down Lowedown's face!

(White Lightning stands over the fallen Lowedown. White Lightning slaps in the face a few times, before reeling back and spitting in the face of Lowedown.)

JR: The nerve of White Lightning! He is a changed man!

(White Lightning rolls Lowedown out of the ring. He points to the entrance ramp and is waving someone out. Out from the curtain comes Big Kev Nash. Big Kev runs down the aisle. Big Kev puts Lowedown over his shoulder. White Lightning and Big Kev begin to walk up the entrance ramp and finally they reach the top.)

JR: What are they thinking!

(White Lightning motions something to Big Kev. Big Kev lifts Lowedown over his head in the jackknife powerbomb position. Big Kev walks over to the edge of the stage area.)

JR: NO…NO…He can't do this!

*CRASH*

(Big Kev drops Lowedown off the stage with the Jacknife Powerbomb sending Lowedown into tables and various television equipment. White Lightning surveys the damage and he and Big Kev laugh for a moment as EMTs run to Lowedown's aid.)

JR: DEAR GOD! Lowedown will never be the same!

(White Lightning begins to walk back to ringside and grabs a mic before entering the ring. White Lightning finally begins to speak.)

White Lightning: You're probably all sitting there thinking to yourself, why am I back and why did I just kick Lowedown's @$$?

(White Lightning pauses to stare into the audience.)

White Lightning: Well, it's quite simple! I am back for a few reasons. I am back to END careers like I once did! I am back to WIN gold that should have been mine in the first place. And I am back to take down every man in my path to the top of the mountain. Ladies and Gentlemen, the King of the Mountain has returned!

(White Lightning paces the ring for a moment.)

White Lightning: This path of Destruction starts with one man, Lowedown! So, Why Lowedown? I am coming back better than ever. Lowedown may still think he is the best this company has to offer, but not anymore! Lowedown, last time we meet in the ring, you're then World Title was on the line! You took the cheap way out and DQed yourself! I never even got a rematch! It doesn't bother me that you never gave me it. I knew that you knew deep down inside that you just couldn't beat me!

(White Lightning trash talks a few fans as they boo.)

White Lightning: So, why am I bringing this up now? It's simple. I needed to make an impact coming back. Lowedown, I am coming for you now. Whether it be backstage, in the ring, in the parking lot, ANYWHERE! You're life will now become a living hell and you can just call me Satan! I was better than you before and I'm better than you now! Lowedown, I am out to challenge you to a match, at the next ppv. You and Me, one on one! I'm sure you will find some way to duck me again.

(White Lightning cracks a smile.)

White Lightning: Lowedown…. YOU SUCK!!!

(White Lightning laughs for a moment.)

White Lightning: Oh by the way, you can take this as my bWo tryout! How'd I do? You'll be hearing from me, real soon!

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

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

J.R.: Folks, we're getting word now that Howitzer has refused medical
attention and left the emergency medicine area backstage, in what one of the
EMTs has called an "unbelievable, frightening rage." And fans, even though
it was Black and Witherspoon that put the beat-down on Howitzer a little
while ago, you've got to believe that Howitzer is out to get Tobey Miliken.

King: And that's just ridiculous, J.R.! I think what Tobey did was great!
He's too good to be hanging around with a loser like Howitzer, and let him
go! Howitzer just got what he had coming to him!

J.R.: Hold on a minute, I think our camera crew has just caught up with the
ex-Marine!

(The cameramen run to keep pace with Howitzer, who is taking huge strides
down the hallway, throwing open every door he sees.)

HOWITZER: Miliken!!! MILIKEN!!! WHERE THE (BLEEP) ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE
(BLEEPING) PIECE OF SPINELESS STUPID (BLEEP)!!!!!

(Howitzer keeps moving down the hallway, throwing doors open and knocking
over every nearby piece of furniture. Jobbers and crew members hanging
around backstage run for cover as Howitzer rampages by them.)

King: Oh no, somebody better warn Tobey! If Howitzer finds him, he'll tear
him apart!
(The sound of Misty's voice echoes down from the hallway just ahead of
Howitzer.)

Misty: TOBEY WE'VE GOTTA RUN! HOWITZER'S OUT OF THE INFIRMARY AND HE'S
GONNA KILL US!!! GO GO GO!!!

Tobey: I've got the limo outside baby! Hurry!

(The camera turns the corner with Howitzer, and Tobey and Misty are seen
fleeing down the hallway towards a set of double doors marked "EXIT."
Howitzer is gaining on them when they burst through the doors into the
parking lot. Tobey's black stretch limo is waiting by the door. The pair
throw the closest door open, launch their bags inside, and then dive
headfirst into the limo, Tobey first. The camera lingers on Misty, whose
miniskirt is riding up her body, telling the world that Misty's wearing red
underwear. An instant later, Howitzer comes rushing through the exit doors
and charges at the limo.)

HOWITZER: TOBEY YOU GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW AND FACE ME LIKE A (BLEEPING)
MAN!!! LET'S GO YOU LITTLE (BLEEP) LET'S GO!

(Howitzer begins pounding on the top of the limo, then crouches down and
lowers a shoulder. He wheels around and slams into the limousine's
passenger window, smashing it. Bits of glass fly everywhere. Tobey's voice
is heard coming from the inside of the car.)

Tobey: DRIVER, GET US OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!

(The tires squeal as the limo driver floors it. Howitzer still pounding
away at the escaping car, the limousine peels out of the parking lot. Its
red tail lights quickly become little pinpoints as the car speeds away.)

HOWITZER: YOU MESSED UP TONIGHT, TOBEY! YOU'RE A MARKED MAN!! I'LL SEE
YOU NEXT WEEK!!

(In a frustrated rage, Howitzer pounds his chest and yells into the night.)

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

Introducing first...
At a total combined weight of 673 pounds...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
From Kingston, Jamaica... weighing in at 410 pounds...
Tyrone Smith
His partner...
From Tucson, AZ... weighing in at 263 pounds...
Tamer

(The lights in the arena go out)

PA: If we only knew the truth about it...

Maybe we could work a way around it...

(Red pyro shoots from the stage. It holds as "The Truth" by Nonpoint plays over the PA system)

PA: IF WE ONLY KNEW THE TRUTH ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!

MAYBE WE COULD WORK A WAY AROUND IT!!!!!!!!!

(A wall of flames engulfs the red pyro and covers the stage complete for a few seconds. When the first verse kicks in the wall dies, revealing Tamer and Tyrone standing on the stage, arms raised holding there titles in the air. The crowd erupts with cheers for the two men as they make their way to the ring. )

JR: Here come the World Tag Team Champions, The All-American Champ, and The World Heavyweight Champion

King: The Brothers Of The Apocalypse JR!

(Tamer and Tyrone slide in the ring. Tamer jumps up on the ropes holding his Tag title in the air. Tyrone stands behind him still visible holding his Tag title in the air. Both men hand all their titles to the ref who almost falls from the weight of the gold. Tamer and tyrone go to their corner talking.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 510 pounds...
From San Quentin Correctional Facility... weighing in at 240 pounds...
Ash
His partner...
From Sturgis, SD... weighing in at 270 pounds...
Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott steps out. The infamous tattered black towel draped over his head. He stands looking coldly into the ring at the Tag Team Champions. Suddenly, "Last Resort" by Papa Roach blasts and Ash joins Scotty at the top of the ramp. They begin to walk down to the ring. Ash enters the ring first and Scotty enters second. Scotty walks over to Tyrone and Tamer and is arguing with them before the match starts. He is heard shouting that those titles are going to be around his and Ash's waists. Scotty walks to the center of the ring and folds his arms and Ash joins him as the fans boo them like there is no tomorrow.)

Ash: Tamer and Tyrone. I'm going to keep this very simple. Between the two of you, you have 4 belts. Soon, we don't know how many you'll have, but it won't be more than 2. I don't have anything more to say on this Scotty, feel free to speak your mind.

(Scotty catches the mic from Ash.)

Scotty: Ya know... I've been waitin' on this night all week long... Just thinkin' 'bout takin' what is rightfully our's... I wanna make sure that the two of ya's know that the rightful Tag Team Champions are right here in the ring and they are me and Ash. Now I know how ya's been thinkin' in the back of yer heads... Which team is gonna be here... The ones that have been destroyin' everyone that has stepped inta this ring... Or the one that somehow lost last week... Got news for ya... This is the team that has their <bleep> tagetha... So I got just one last thin' ta say ta ya's.... Beat us... If ya's can... Survive... If we let ya's....


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Scotty is being backed up by Tyrone Smith. They are against the ropes.

King: This is not good.Tyrone is bigger than Scotty.

JR: Scotty poked Tyrone in the eyes. Now he is dragging Tyrone's eyes aginst the ropes.

King: That burns so badly.

JR: Now Scotty is choking Tyrone against the ropes.

Ref: 1
2
3
4

King: Scotty broke before the count of five!!!!

JR: Tyrone is gasping for his breath. Scotty is positioning himself behind Tyrone.

King: I know I'm going to love this.

JR: Scotty just nailed Tyrone Smith with a belly-to-back suplex!!!!

King: Hahaha!!! Scotty is slapping the back of Tyrone's head!!!!

JR: This is just uncalled for... Scotty is taunting Tyrone Smith. This is just disrespectful.

Tyrone Smith executes a punch on Scotty Scott.
The crowd is behind Tyrone Smith all the way.
Tyrone Smith uses a spinebuster on Scotty Scott.
Tyrone Smith catches Scotty Scott in a crossface chickenwing.
Scotty Scott tries to escape the hold.
Scotty Scott inches his way towards the ropes after 7 seconds.
Tyrone Smith locks Scotty Scott in the torture rack.
Scotty Scott is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Scotty Scott tries to escape the hold.
Scotty Scott tries to fight the pain.
Scotty Scott breaks the hold after 16 seconds.
Scotty Scott takes Tyrone Smith down with a Russian legsweep.

Tyrone makes a tag to Tamer.

JR: Scotty makes a quick tag to Ash. They whip Tamer into the ropes... Double dropkick!!!!

King: Hahaha!!!

JR: What's so funny?

King: Ash hit Tamer in the head and chest and Scotty hit him in the knees!!!!

JR: Scotty tags back in.

JR: Scotty has Tamer on the mat.

King: This is where he gets brutal.

JR: Scotty is pounding the face of Tamer with lefts and rights.

King: He is rearranging the looks of Tamer!!! Dizi I hope you are not watching!!!

JR: Scotty is being warned by the referee.

King: These referee should just let these men go!!!!

JR: Scotty is now biting Tamer!!!!

King: Scotty is getting brutal!!!

JR: The referee has literally pulled Scotty off of Tamer... Tamer is severly lacerated.

King: This is going to get ugly.

JR: Scotty just kicked Tamer in the mouth!!!!

King: I love it!!! Hahaha!!!!

JR: Wait! Who is that walking down here to the ring through the audience!?

That looks like Master Z with a security escort!

(Master Z finally makes it to the ring and steps over the guard rail. He grabs a folding chair from ringside and sits down on it!)

JR: Master Z is proving to be an obvious distraction to all the men in the ring tonight!

JR: Scotty Scott tags out to Ash.
Ash whips Tamer into the ropes.
Ash misses with an elbow.
Tamer goes for an Asai moonsault, but Ash counters it with a running powerslam.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Ash has the crowd going wild.
Ash goes for a ropeburn, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer nails Ash with a DDT.
The crowd is behind Tamer all the way.
Tamer whips Ash into the ropes.
Ash misses with a clothesline.
Tamer goes for a bulldog, but Ash counters it with the torture rack.
Len Stanley asks Tamer if he's had enough.
Tamer shakes his head.
Tamer tries to fight the pain.
Tamer is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ash lets go after 25 seconds.

Tamer makes a tag.

JR: Ash takes out to Scotty. Ash ties Tyrone up in the ropes.

King: This spells bad news for the World Champion.

JR: Scotty just spit in the face of Tyrone Smoth!!!!

King: The ultimate disrespect!!!!

JR: Scotty just slapped Tyrone's face!!!

King: Correction... That was the ultimate disrespect!!!!

JR: These referee has Scotty over to the side and is warning him.

King: About what?

JR: D@mn that Ash!!! He is choking Tyrone while the referee is not looking!!!!

King: Hahaha!!!!

JR: The referee releases Tyrone. Tyrone charges at Ash!!!!

King: Look out Ash!!!!

JR: Scotty just clipped Tyrone's knee!!!! Scotty is stomping the knee of the big man!!!!

King: I have never seen Scotty this wild!!! I love it!!!

JR: Scotty is doing something I have never seen him do before..

King: This is old school!!!!

JR: SCOTTY HAS TYRONE SMITH IN THE INDIAN DEATHLOCK!!!!

King: That is Natvie American Deathlock, JR.

JR: Call it what you will. But Scotty has Tyrone Smith in a bad way.

Tyrone Smith breaks the hold after 12 seconds.

He tags out!

JR: Scotty is putting Tamer on the top rope. He makes a quick tag to Ash.

King: Can you say double team?

JR: Tamer is just about out of it from the blood loss. Ash is putting Scotty on his shoulders.... DOUBLE SUPER-PLEX!!!!!

King: HAHAHAHAHA!!! They are working like a well oiled machine!!!

JR: A well oiled machine that is trying to not just win the belts but send out a message to all the tag teams in the BMWF.

King: I think that this message is being heard loud and clear!!!

JR: Scotty just spit at Tyrone. Smith is trying to get in the ring, but is cut off by the referee.

King: This is smart.

JR: Ash is kicking Tamer in the head as Scotty chokes him!!!!

King: This is like watching an old school tag team match!!!

JR: The referee has seen the double team and is making Scotty exit the ring... Oh my... Not before Scotty just blew snot on Tamer.

King: He is just disrespectful of Tamer and Tyrone.

JR: This match has been amazing. A Classic Tag team affair.

King: Tyrone and Ash are in the ring right now.

JR: Tyrone is in control

Tyrone throws Ash across the ring

Ash quickly stands

Ash SLAPS Tyrone!

(Tyrone is shaking his head furiously Tyrone yells "MUDDA RASS!" Tyrone turns and exits the ring.)

King: Tyrone is not happy!

JR: Where is he going!

He’s got a steel chair!

(Tyrone slides back in the ring. The ref stands in front of him but quickly runs when Tyrone makes a fake lunge towards him. Ash runs at Tyrone. Tyrone hits Ash with a big boot.)

JR: He’s going to hit Ash with the Chair!

I think Tamer made a blind tag!

(Tyrone rears back and goes to swing the chair but is stopped by someone holding it.)

JR: Tamer just stopped Tyrone!

(Tyrone turns towards Tamer. Tyrone looks furious. Tyrone jerks the chair from Tamer. Tyrone yells "Ya want dis on bashed on ya head?" Tamer yanks the chair out of Tyrone’s hands and throws it out fo the ring.)

JR: Tyrone is not a happy man!

Tamer and Tyrone are face to face

(Scotty and Ash run at Tamer and Tyrone attacking them both.)

JR: Tamer and Ash are exchanging blows!

Tyrone and Scotty are in a fist fight!

King: The ref has lost control!

(Tyrone and Tamer whip their opponents into each other. Scotty and Ah bounce off each other and stumble backwards. Tyrone grabs Scotty and throws him out of the ring.)

JR: Tamer with a hard knee to Ash’s gut

Tamer has him set up for what looks to be a...

PowerBomb I think.

WAIT! Tyrone is climbing the turnbuckle!

(Tyrone climbs to the top rope holding on so he doesn’t fall. Tamer hoist Ash up on his shoulders. Tyrone nods.)

JR: OH MY GOOD GAWD!!!

(Tamer goes for the reverse powerbomb and at the same time Tyrone jumps from the turnbuckle connecting with a flying leg drop.)

JR: TAKE TWO!!!!

Tamer and Tyrone just hit the Take Two!

Tamer with the cover!

Tyrone is guarding

One, two...SHOULDER UP!

KING: YAHHH!

JR: All four men are in the ring. Tyrone and Scotty are trading punches as are Tamer and Ash.

King: This reminds me of a Saturday night in Memphis!!!!

JR: Scotty misses with a wild punch... Tyrone has him up for the Ganja Drop!!!!!

King: Oh no!!!!

JR: SCOTTY ESCAPED THE GANJA DROP AND HAS TYRONE TRAPPED IN THE SCOTTAMISSION!!!!

King: Tamer sees this. Look out Scotty!!!!

JR: Ash executes the Lethal Injection on Tamer.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, Tyrone Smith doesn't make it in time... three.
The chants for Ash are deafening.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winners...and NEW BMWF Tag Champions.. are Ash and Scotty Scott!

JR: Master Z is moving! He's going into the ring!

(While at full gallop Master Z unstraps the US title from around his waist. He completely lays out Tamer with the belt. Z drops the belt and pulls out his brass knuckles. Master Z taps Tyrone Smith on the shoulder and lets him have it.)

*CRACK*

JR: Tyrone Smith didn't even see that coming! Tyrone spills outside of the ring over the top rope!

Master Z follows Tyrone to the outside!

Master Z waits patiently as Tyrone tries to pull himself to his feet

(Master Z charges and catches Tyrone Smith with a flying brass knuckle shot to the face. Tyrone Smith drops like a sack of potatos.)

JR: Master Z has traded in the brass knuckles for our bell!

*DING*
*DING*
*DING*
*DING*
*DING*

JR: Master Z is continuously beating TYrone Smith in the head with our bell!

*DING*
*DING*
*DING*
*DING*
*DING*
*DING*

(Master Z drops the bell and wipes the blood onto his jeans. He grabs a mic as he slowly walks away.)

Master Z: Tyrone Smith, you will never compare to me! This is the house that Master Z built! That title you have is mine! When you decide it's time for me to stop making a fool of you week in and week out you let me know and we'll have ourselves a match! Until then, you keep my belt nice and shiny!

*THUD*

(Master Z throws the mic at the head of the unconscious Tyrone Smith...

(Suddenly, an eerie bassline erupts over the PA system, followed by the rest of the drop D instrumental, and then the familiar lyrics of Tool's Swampsong follow suit.)

My warning...
Meant nothing...
You're dancing...
In quicksand...

(While the attention from the ring turns towards the entry ramp, William Black and Spirit jump the barricade around the ring and slide in behind both Tamer and Tyrone. The two immediately jump Tamer. Black charges with a running clothesline, but Tamer ducks it and fires off a pair of punches of his own before Spirit cracks him in the back of the head with a most of the way empty bottle of Bombay Sapphire sending broken glass off in every direction.)

JR: William Black!?! What's he doing out here? Why's he--

King: Shut up JR! We know why Mr. Black is out here! He's going to make due on his promise to take Tamer out!

JR: That's just not right! He has no business out here now!

(Tyrone reacts quickly though, and before anymore damage can be done to Tamer, he grabs Spirit and Black both by the back of the neck, prepared to deliver a double chokeslam. Just before Tyrone gets them both off the mat though, Spirit and Black do a simultanious field goal kick to his groin, causing him to not only release them both, but to double over and slump to the ground. While on the mat, Black and Spirit each grab one of Tyrone's legs and deliver a double Low Blow)

JR: Low Blow!!! And a DOUBLE LOW BLOW!!!

King: Gah! Not the groin! Tyrone just got his grapefruits squashed!

(With Tyrone down on the mat, the duo turn their attention back to Tamer -- who is pulling himself up to his feet. Black swings a hard left hand at Tamer, who blocks it, and then floors him with his own right hand. Spirit is next to take a swing at Tamer, but he blocks her right hand too. Tamer is just about to level her, but he hesitates for just a second, getting a loud series of boos from the crowd.)

JR: Don't do it Tamer! Don't drop to their level!

King: Don't hurt the puppies!

(Spirit retaliates with a Low Blow though, and then slaps Tamer in the face.)

JR: That... that... that... JEZEBEL!

(William Black recovers quickly from the knockdown too, and grabs a pair of numchucks from under the ring apron. When William Black enters the ring with the numchucks, Spirit slides out and grabs the ring bell.)

JR: What the? He's got Numchucks! This is gonna get ugly!

King: And She's got puppies! -- No wait, she's got the Ring Bell!

**BLAP** **BLAP** **BLAP--BLAP** **BLAP**

(Tamer has the super unfortunate problem of being on the receiving end of a series of whacks from a thick black wooden numchuck. The first hit connects square across Tamer's back. Just as the first hit staggers Tamer forwards, Black spins around backwards and brings the weapon straight across his chest, knocking him backwards into the ropes. Black is really quick though, lashing out, spinning the weapon around and cracking Tamer across the cheek and then across the back of the head. William Black shifts momentum with the weapon bringing it around his back in a flashy display before bringing it down right across the side of Tamer's face, sending blood splattering halfway across the ring.)

JR: Good Gawd almighty! Somebody's gotta stop this madness!

**BLING** **BLING** **PAUSE** **BLING**

(Tamer instinctively tries to get back to his feet, but Spirit winds up and splatters him back on the mat by cracking him right across the back of the head with the ring bell. Tamer tries to crawl forward on his forearms and get up again, but Spirit whacks him once again in the back of the head with the bell. She pauses, yelling something at Tamer, and then winds up with all her might, cracking him one final time across the back of the head. Due to the positioning of the camera, the words can be heard with crystal clarity.)

SPIRIT: Barbie! BLEEP'N BARBIE?!? You called me BARBIE!!!

(With Tamer on the mat, William Black kicks him over and then drops to a topmount position, and beats away on his face with left hand after left hand. Tamer is bleeding profusely from a laceration on the back of his head, another above his right eye, and from the nose. Black is like a shark, attacking for the blood.)

BLACK: Speck of dust?!? Easily brushed off to the side?!? You're not brushing me off to the side now punk!!

JR: This is just wrong King! It's not as bad as a Tobey Miliken RP, but it's still bad!

King: Gah! Don't mention Tobey Miliken, he'll come out here again if you do!

(Then Black drags Tamer up, slinging him into the turnbuckles. Black charges into Tamer. He scores with a pair of hard left hands to the jaw and then with a boot to the gut. Spirit isn't pulling any punches either, and starts adding her own boots to Tamer's abs. The two continue to kick away at Tamer until he's driven to the bottom turnbuckle and the mat. Just then, Spirit goes flying backwards across the ring.)

King: Gah! No! Tyrone's back up, and he looks pretty BLEEPed off! It must be because of his squashed grapefruits!

JR: That probably has something to do with it, King.

(Tyrone turns Black around and then slings him into the ropes, charging with a running clothesline. Black gets flipped all the way over and lands face first on the mat. He tries to get up, but Tyrone repeatedly stomps on the back of his head just as Tamer tries to pull himself to his feet... when suddenly...)

PA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

("Lean Back" by Terror Squad begins to play as Lowedown is seen rushing down the rampway and slides under the bottom rope and pops up on his feet. Lowedown smiles as he rushes Tyrone and catches him with a spear that almost sends him out of the ring. Lowedown begins slamming the head of Tyrone to the mat and then looks over at Tamer and then levels him to the mat with a superkick. Lowedown looks around as he sees Black getting back up on his feet and into the corner. Lowedown then points to his bWo t-shirt and then slowly steps out of the ring and walks back up the rampway...)

JR:Lowedown just helped out William Black? Is Black already in the BWO?

King:Lowedown offered him a chance in the BWO tournament and maybe he's showing him that he can trust him!

JR:Tyrone and Tamer are lying in the ring and Black and Spirit are making their way out through the crowd!!


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

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

KING: Why is our illustrrious Commissioner coming out here?

JR: I'm not sure, King! After Master Z's dastardly attack as well as Lowedown and Black's attack, who knows?

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

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

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

KURT: All right! That's it! I've had enough of this! Master Z...you've come out here and interfered again! That's it! In the immortal words of Donald Trump...YOU'RE FIRED!!

JR: What?! He can't do that!

KING: You know, Mr. Mackman made those words famous long before ol' Donnie's goofy show was a brain cell in the producer's skull! And Mr. Mackman says it better! I love that growl!

JR: Well, Z is upset, to say the least!

CROWD: MAS-TER Z! MAS-TER Z! MAS-TER Z!

KING: Listen to this crowd! They love Z!

KURT: And Lowedown and John Black...

KING: John Black?

JR: Kurt's been watching Days of Our Lives again!

KURT: You guys come out here and attack Tyrone and Tamer...well...YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!

KING: YAHHH!

KURT: And I'm not done! Tyrone and Tamer...because I can't stand your oversized banner and the fact that you're from Jamaica...YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!

KING & JR: WHAT?!

KING: What does the Commish think he's doing?

KURT: And Scotty and Ash...well... I don't like South Dakotians or whereever you're from and I don't like convicts...so YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!!

KING: YAHHH! Kurt is firing everybody!

KURT: And ref, you're as blind as a bat! YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!

JR: Kurt has gone nuts!

KURT: I heard that, JR! YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!

KING: HA HA HA! It's about time!

KURT: King, no more puppies for you, you bestiality freak! YOU'RE FIRED, TOO!

KING: YAHHH!

KURT: In fact, I'm going to fire the whole roster tonight!

JR: He can't do this!

KURT: And I'm going to hire some of the BMWF Applicants!

KING: YAHHHH!

KURT: That's right! Next week's main event will be...Rage vs. Dylan Nelson for the BMWF World Title!

KING: YAHHHHH!

KURT: Now, all of you goofy looking Texas wrestling fans get out of my arena before I...

*KER-RASH!*

(Suddenly, the sound of crashing glass is heard. The Stone Cold theme song blares and the crowd erupts as Stone Cold Bruiser steps through the curtain and stomps to the ring.)

KING: YAHOO! It's Stone Cold Bruiser!

JR: Maybe he can put an end to this!

(Bruiser jumps in the ring and does the four corner salute to the fans.)

(The music dies off as Bruiser grabs the mic.)

BRUISER: So, Kurt...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Let me get this straight.

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: You fired Master Z...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Tyrone Smith...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Tamer...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Lowedown...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Black...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Scotty...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Ash...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: JR...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: King...

KING: WHAT?

BRUISER: Well, I don't mind you firing Master Z, Lowedown, Black, Tyrone, Tamer, Scotty, Ash and JR. I never liked any of those sons of bleeps anyway.

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: But you can't fire King!

CROWD: WHAT?

JR: What? Why not? He deserves it!

KING: YAHHH!

BRUISER: And ya certainly can't make a main event between to talentless jackasses like Rage and Nelson!

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: So what I'm sayin here, Kurt is...

CROWD: WHAT?

KING: YES! YES! Here it comes! Growl like Mr. Mackman, Bruiser!

BRUISER: What I'm saying is....

CROWD: WHAT?

(Instead of saying anything, Bruiser just gives Kurt the Bruiser salute (AKA the double bird), then kicks him in the gut and...)

JR: STUNNER! STUNNER ON DANGLE!!!

(The crowd is going nuts!)

BRUISER: YER BALD HEADED @$$ IS FIRED!!!

CROWD: YAAAAAY!

JR: Good riddance!

BRUISER: Now, that I got rid of that piece of trash, I'm re-hiring all of you sorry sons of bleeps!

CROWD: YAAAAAY!

BRUISER: And not only that, but I'm going to book the main event for Fallout 2004 on Sept 27!

KING: YAHHH!

BRUISER: At Fallout...(walks over to the far right corner)...in this here corner...Tyrone Smith defending his World Title!!

CROWD: YAAAAAY!

(Bruiser walks to the opposite corner.)

BRUISER:...and in this here corner will be his opponent...MASTER Z!!

JR: WOW!

CROWD: YAAAAAY!

KING: YAHHH!

BRUISER: And this match is gonna be a good ol' fasioned steel cage match...and that's the bottomline..

BRUISER & CROWD: ...CAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO!

(The Stone Cold theme song blares and the crowd erupts as Stone Cold Bruiser rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp signaling for some cold ones.)

JR: Tyrone Smith vs. Master Z for the BMWF Title in a steel cage next week at Fallout! Don't miss it, fans!

KING: YAHHHHH!

(Master Z grins evilly as Tyrone recovers his senses in the ring and we fade...to...black...)

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