Date : 12/6/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Knickerbocker Arena Albany New York

(Backstage at the Knickerbocker Arena, we see a frantic Michael Bole,
hurrying around and looking for someone, anyone, to talk to. Finally, in the
near distance, he sees the massive figure of Alexei Romanov, hopping in
place and focusing on his upcoming fight.)

BOLE: Alexi! Alexi!

(As Bole rushes up to him, he finds himself immediately grabbed the shirt
and pulled right up to Alexei's face, the grimace unmistakable)

ALEXEI: It's Alexei, Bole. Get it right. (He releases Bole)

BOLE: (Clears his throat) Right... Right... I'm sorry.

ALEXEI: Tell me what you want, Michael Bole, or stop wasting my time.

BOLE: Well, see, you have your first one-on-one match tonight against a BMWF
superstar, even if it is a rookie. Storm was also part of your team a week
ago at Survival. How does this change the dynamics of this match?

ALEXEI: Dynamics? Michael Bole, there are no dynamics to this match. This is
going to be a fight, plain and simple. Like I told Storm several days ago, I
have a message to deliver. At Survival, I was disrespected by an
overconfident fool named Lowedown. I was treated like nothing more than a
second-rate jobber, Bole.

BOLE: Well, in all fairness, Lowedown is a former World Champion and he's
currently the top contender to Master Z's title as we speak.

ALEXEI: Good for him, Bole. I have a list of accomplishments, too, but it
doesn't change the facts. I don't demand glory. I don't even need to win,
Bole, and you know that. All I demand is respect. You either fight me like a
man or you move on. I don't need to deal with anyone who treats me like
dirt. Eventually, I will get my chance against Lowedown. For now, however, I
have to deal with Storm.

BOLE: That's true. You had said Storm would be a substitute for Lowedown
until you reached him. Are you sure you don't hold any grudge against Storm
himself?

ALEXEI: Little. I did see a slight gleam in his eye when Lowedown offered
him a $100,000 to leave the match, which perturbed me slightly. Though he
didn't take him up on it, he considered it. Only another act of disrespect
from the former World Champion which will not go unnoted.

BOLE: Well, forgetting about Lowedown for a minute, what are you striving
for after this match against Storm?

ALEXEI: Excellence. I want to make an example out of Storm, not only for
Lowedown, but for the rest of the BMWF roster. My goal is only one thing,
Bole, and I say it night after night after night. I demand respect, and I
demand it from everyone. In every fight I have, I want no mercy. I want to
be treated as though, when they fight me, they have to earn victory. The
same way I treat every match I go into, as well. Relay the message, Michael
Bole. They will all respect me... Or they will... be... SILENCED.

(Fade...)

>>>

(The camera fades in as we see Kevin Storm is reading a Bible. We see the Michael Bole is standing nearby.)

Michael: Hey, Kevin!

(Kevin looks up, closes the Bible, and puts it to the side.)

Kevin: Hey Michael. You need an interview, right?

Michael: Yes. So, how do you think you did at Survivor?

Kevin: Not bad. However, being beat by Dozer showed me I still have room for improvement. By the way, congratulations on defeating me, Dozer.

Michael: I'm surprised your congratulating him.

Kevin: He's a good wrestler.

Michael: What about your match against Alexei?

Kevin: I find my opponent wants respect. Respect is more then just winning a match. Respect is gained from different things. He will have to learn that respect must come a higher place.

Michael: What about Nate Adams, and his challenge?

Kevin: Nate Adams lives in a world where he thinks he is the best. Many people thought they were the best. Hitler, Stalin, and Mao thought that, and where are they? They are dead and gone, while the Word of God lives on. This time, when he loses, it will cost him from his wallet. And with that money, I plan to right some wrongs that happened at Survivor.

Michael: One more thing, Lowedown gave you an chance to leave the match, and offered you money, but you didn't take it. Why?

Kevin: Simple. I won't back down from anyone. I'll admit it freely: I didn't want to be on Master Z's team. I dislike the guy. However, that doesn't mean that I'll back out of a match. Oh, and a message to Lowedown: I CAN'T be bribed, so don't try it again.

Michael: Okay. Oh, I need to interview someone else.

Kevin: Okay. See you later...

(The camera fades to black...)

>>>
 
(Cash Flo is seen walking down the hallways about to head towards the entrance for the start of his match when Axe hits him with an elbowsmash across the back of the head.)
 
(Axe bounces Cash's head off a table and is hit with a video camera and choked with leads before having his face driven into the wall and powerbombed through a table.)
 
(Axe gives a few kicks to the ribs and begins to speak.)
 
Axe: I told you it was Cash Flo Hunting! See you in the ring chump!
 
(Axe quickly leaves the scene.)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Ukraine...
Weighing in at 345 pounds...

Alexei Romanov

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Nowhere...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kevin Storm

(The lights in the arena immediatly turn an icy blue.)

PA: Walk with me... Between Worlds...

("Bullet the Blue Sky" by P.O.D. plays, as Kevin Storm comes out from the back. The crowd immediatly displays a good reaction. One person holds up a sign, reading "I want to walk between worlds". He walks down the ramp, and enters the ring, microphone in hand. The lights return to normal.)

Kevin: Good evening, Albany, New York. Tonight, my opponent is Alexei Romanov, a man who threatens that if I don't respect him, that he'll silence me. Kind of reminds me of another man who wants to silence me. That man is Nate Adams.

(Kevin laugh a little, as the crowds start an "Adams sucks" chant)

Kevin: Well Nate, it seems the crowd doesn't like you. But then again, you've made nothing but enemies since your arrival. And next week, you'll learn what happens when you make the wrong enemies. But for now, I still have to fight Alexei. You want respect, Alexei? Then it's time you walked with me...

Kevin/Crowd: BETWEEN WORLDS!


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

(Alexei Romanov and Kevin Storm begin to pace around each other, circling
their respective opponent for a sign of weakness. At the bell's ring, they
both quickly lock up strongly in the middle of the ring. To get things
started, Alexei shoves Storm roughly to the canvas. He rolls overhead once
and raises to one knee, running a hand back through his hair before getting
to his feet once more. The two circle once again before locking up a second
time. This time, Storm gets the upper hand and shoves Alexei to the canvas.)

JR: Quite the exchange we got goin' here, King.

KING: I've seen better.

JR: The match has just started!

KING: Yeah, and I'm already bored! What do you want from me?

(Alexei turns and gets back to his feet, nodding in approval as they begin
to measure up each other again. This time, when they lockup, Alexei drives a
knee into Storm's midsection a couple times and then whips Storm into the
ropes. As Storm rebounds, Alexei grabs him and drops him with an atomic
drop. With Storm still standing, Alexei lunges in with a rolling elbow and
takes him down.)

JR: Quick display of power early on by Alexei.

KING: Wake me up when something interesting happens, JR.

(Pulling Storm from the ground, Alexei hits a few quick elbow strikes,
backing him into a corner. With Storm in the corner, Alexei backs up and
steps in with two consecutive elbow strikes before backing up and rushing in
with his finishing rolling elbow. Storm ducks under the third elbow,
attacking Alexei with several punches as he gains the upper hand. With
Alexei dazed in the corner, Storm backs up to the opposite corner. Running
in, Storm executes a cartwheel, turning to attack with a back elbow strike.
Alexei quickly dodges the attack, letting Storm smash into the corner. Off
the rebound, Alexei grabs Storm and slams him to the mat with a powerslam.)

JR: How's that for interesting, King?

KING: We're gettin' there. How come these guys don't have any female
companions to accompany them? *That* would be interesting!

JR: Alexei Romanov whips Kevin Storm into the turnbuckle.
Alexei Romanov whips Kevin Storm into the ropes, but Kevin Storm reverses it.
Alexei Romanov hits Kevin Storm with a clothesline.
Kevin Storm falls out of the ring.
Alexei Romanov goes outside.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Alexei Romanov hits a Russian legsweep on Kevin Storm.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Alexei Romanov throws Kevin Storm into the guardrail.
Alexei Romanov runs Kevin Storm into the ringsteps.
Alexei Romanov whips Kevin Storm into the guardrail.
Alexei Romanov goes for a Gorilla Press, but Kevin Storm counters it with
a sunset flip.
Kevin Storm executes the Between Worlds on Alexei Romanov on the concrete floor.
A few fans are cheering on Kevin Storm.
Al Johnson counts: 2.
Al Johnson counts: 3.
Kevin Storm runs Alexei Romanov into the ringpost.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Kevin Storm.
Kevin Storm goes for a punch, but Alexei Romanov reverses it.
Al Johnson counts: 4.
Alexei Romanov goes for an atomic drop, but Kevin Storm counters it with
a facerake.
Al Johnson counts: 5.
Al Johnson counts: 6.
Al Johnson counts: 7.
Kevin Storm throws Alexei Romanov into the guardrail.
Kevin Storm uses a kick to the midsection on Alexei Romanov.
Kevin Storm throws Alexei Romanov back into the ring.
Kevin Storm executes a snapmare on Alexei Romanov.
Kevin Storm goes for a Yakuza kick, but Alexei Romanov blocks it.
Alexei Romanov whips Kevin Storm into the ropes.
Alexei Romanov hits Kevin Storm with an elbow.

(Alexei and Storm battle outside the ring, exchanging punches as they circle
the ring. Alexei ducks one of Storm's punches, grabbing his arm and whipping
him into the nearest corner.)

*CRACK*

(Storm hits and spins around the post, landing on his back on the opposite
side. Alexei follows in, pulling Storm to his feet and grabbing him by his
hair and the back of his tights. Lining him up to the nearby ring steps,
Alexei looks around at the crowd, anticipating their approval.)

JR: What do you think he should do, King?

KING: Get this match over with, already! I'd love that!

(With the cheers getting a little louder, Alexei winds up and prepares to
deliver the throw. Storm won't let it happen, however, and drives several
elbows into Alexei's midsection, raising up and punching him off. With
Alexei's back now to the steps, Storm starts to fight him closer to them.
Several feet away, Storm wears Alexei down to a point before delivering a
dropkick, sending the larger man flying back into the steel steps. Alexei
hits them hard, knocking them from their place.)

KING: It's about time!

JR: About time for what?

KING: Huh? Oh, I ordered lunch. It just got here backstage. You mind if I go
and..?

JR: What?! King!

KING: What? They won't miss me!

(Storm picks Alexei up and rolls him back into the ring, starting to deliver
his own attack. Several kicks and stomps later, Storm waits for Alexei to
get back to his feet. Alexei quickly lunges in with an attempted
clothesline, only for Storm to duck it and follow up with a cresent kick to
his jaw. Alexei drops to the mat, lined up just right for Storm to ascend
the ropes.)

JR: I think he's going for the "Between Worlds"!

KING: And I think *I*'m going for some food.

JR: The Hell you are, King. If I gotta wait, you gotta wait.

KING: Come on, JR! Look at ya'! You're big, you'll last a lot longer than I
will!

JR: Oh, for pete's sake.

(Storm signals for the Between Worlds as he perches himself on the top rope.
Leaping backwards, he flips and prepares to land with the legdrop. Alexei
sees it coming and rolls in closer to the corner. Storm hits hard and favors
his tailbone immediately after impact. Using the ropes, Alexei pulls himself
to his feet, watching and waiting for Storm to get up.)

JR: He missed! That's gotta hurt, King!

KING: Not as bad as my hunger pangs. Oooh...

(As Storm gets to his feet, he slowly turns around only to have Alexei grab
him and set him up for the Exit Wound. Grabbing his wrist, Alexei hooks his
arm over Storm's head and starts to lift him up. Fighting it, Storm kicks
his legs and resists the first attempt. Alexei tries a second time only for
the same results. Finally, letting look a gutwrenching scream, he hefts
Storm up. Storm counters the move, kicking his feet hard and following
through, taking Alexei down in a DDT instead. As he spikes the ground, both
Storm and Alexei are left motionless for a few moments in the middle of the
ring.)

JR: Oh my! He just countered the Exit Wound!

KING: This might be a decent match afterall, JR! Or, you know, it might not.

JR: Alexei Romanov nails Kevin Storm with an elbow smash.
Alexei Romanov hits Kevin Storm with a spinebuster.
Alexei Romanov executes an atomic drop on Kevin Storm.
Alexei Romanov takes Kevin Storm down with an elbow smash.
Alexei Romanov uses a spinebuster on Kevin Storm.
The crowd is starting to get behind Alexei Romanov.
Alexei Romanov gives the sign for the Exit Wound.
Alexei Romanov executes the Exit Wound on Kevin Storm.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
A small "Alexei Romanov" chant is being started.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Alexei Romanov!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>
 
(Once again we enter the dark room that was the venue of the last Tai Hashi promo. The room is still as dark as it was before with the same glowing streak of the streetlamps outside reflecting on the cold, hard tiles. This time however, Tai Hashi is sitting at a desk, the desk is filled with papers including one open book in the centre, a lamp is switched on shining down onto the pages of this large book, it reads…)
 
6th December 2004
Dear Diary,
 
 I am in the Albany, New York, the events that occurred last week on the Uncharted Pacific Island are now behind me, but for some annoying and irritating reason the thought stays in the back of my mind, “Why was I on a team full of jobbers! Why was I on a team full of F-Grade wrestlers, why?”  In the front of my mind though is the prospect of tonight’s main-event battle that ensues in a few minutes between me and current BMWF Champion, Master Z.  I bet if I’d surveyed one hundred people and asked them who’d more likely win then I can guarantee that 98% of those will vote for Master Z. After all, he isn’t multi-time BMWF World Champion and BMWF legend for nothing! He’s put his blood, sweat and tears into the BMWF canvas to be where he is today and one day I can dream of being at the heights he is, I can dream of being as high up the mountain as he is.   But I can’t remind people enough that I can pull off a shocker tonight and I hope I do!  I can imagine the front-page headlines, “Rock Star Defeats Master Z”, “Master Z Rocked by Rock Star”, “BMWF Future defeats BMWF Past”.  A photo of the referee holding up my hand in victory as I stand over the fallen Master Z.   I hope that Z doesn’t go too easy on me tonight; after all, I understand that I am only a 190lbs and 5’9 inches tall guy but that don’t stop me from giving all that I got to knock Z down for three seconds.  Wish me luck.
 
 Tai
 
(The camera pivots away from the diary and focuses on The Rock Star himself, Tai Hashi. He’s wearing exactly the same as last promo minus the baseball cap. His usually neat black hair looks rather scruffy and untidy.)
 
Tai Hashi: So, Master Z, all week I have been preparing for tonight’s match, I spent hours upon hours in the gym, I spent hours upon hours in the ring with trainers perfecting my wrestling skills and I spent hours upon hours studying past Master Z tapes to find your flaws and strengths.  To be honest, you don’t have many flaws, but luckily for me and unluckily for you I spotted a few downsides in your wrestling style.  I hope you’ve prepared this week too Master Z, I hope you’ve spent hours upon hours in the gym, spent hours upon hours in the ring and spent hours upon hours watching my videos because I want this to be the biggest fight I’ve ever had in my whole life! I want a match that will be called right down the middle, no interruptions, no dirty tactics – although being the guy you are you will more or likely cheat, in my opinion, that’s the only reason you are the World Champion right now!   Z, be prepared for the electrifying…the mesmerising…ROCK STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!  Dig THAT! Ha ha!
 
(Tai Hashi gives the rock hand signal (extends little finger, index finger and thumb) before the scene slowly fades to black.)
 
Fade…

>>>

(Backstage)

(A camera backstage shows Kolic scribbling something on a piece of paper. He
quickly glances up, sees the camera so rudely intruding on his privacy, and
continues to write. He finishes after a few seconds. He brushes past the
camera as he leaves.)

Cameraman: Might as well see...

(The camera goes into Kolic's locker room and focuses on the note, which
says: "If you're reading this, you just got OWNED!")

Cameraman: Huh?

*BANG*

(The camera jumps back and settles on Kolic laughing in the door and
throwing another small firecracker at the cameraman's feet. As it explodes,
Kolic runs off)

Cameraman: He outsmarted me! Why I oughtta...

(The cameraman runs after Kolic and cuts to the next scene)

>>>

(The scene opens showing Tamer getting a bottle of water over by the
catering area. Tamer turns around and stops dead in his tracks. The camera
pans behind Tamer and shows Hardcore Harry standing at the end of the hall
across from Tamer. Tamer and Harry slowly walk towards each other until they
are face to face.)

Harry: City Boy...

Tamer: Harry...

Harry: That's all you got to say, Harry. Like I don't know who I am. Come on
I know your dying inside. You gotta be just itching to take me down.

Tamer: Harry, I need not say anything. You practically tried to kill me.
What am I to say to that? The time will come when we will settle this thing
between us once and for all. But right now I'm dealing with something more
important.

Harry: Little Axe... Come on now. I'll let you have first shot. We'll go
right now. I wouldn't mind sending you back to the hospital.

Tamer: You may have tried to kill me. But Axe touched Danielle and for that
he is at the top of my list. You however did not finish the job you started
and you will regret that in due time...

(Tamer smiles at Harry and walks past him. Tamer glances back at Harry.)

Tamer: See you in the ring.

(Tamer winks and continues to walk away. Harry shakes his head.)

Harry: OOOH!! So scared...

(Harry rolls his eyes and walks away as we fade.)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

(A bright flash of light suddenly fills the arena, revealing a brown cross
on white background on the Bruisertron. A smooth guitar riff kicks in,
followed by drums and a spoken voice)

PA: YOU MOCK ME BECAUSE I'VE CHANGED...

(The same riff and drums sound)

PA: I PITY YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T...

(Pyros flash as the rest of "In Me" by Kutless plays. Kolic walks out to
thunderous applause and cheers. He runs down to the ring and slides under
the ropes. He climbs a turnbuckle and raises his fist to the audience, then
jumps down and waits for the match to start.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez...
Fighting out of Mexico City...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Mafioso

(The lights dim low and the Bruisertron lights up to show the words ABOVE
THE LAW scroll across the screen.Suddenly Tupac's "Hit Em Up" starts to
blast over the PA system and The "NEW" Union symbol blazes on the
Bruisertron followed by a few vignettes of Mafioso's past matches. Mafioso
comes walking out dressed in white boots ,black sweat pants with double
white stripes down the side and a black t-shirt that reads Union across the
front and back. Mafioso slides into the ring and takes his shirt off then
throws it directly into Kolic's face)

(As Kolic walks up the ramp Mafioso signals for Carlos to throw him a mic.
After getting a mic an irate Mafioso walks to the ropes closest to the ramp
and leans over them)

Mafioso: Listen to me you piece of Prime Time bull#### You just got lucky
that's all! And if your mom wasn't so easy your father never would have many
years ago and the waste of space that you are would never even of been here!

(Mafioso becomes even more angry as Kolic continues to walk away. Mafioso
tries to throw the mic at him but misses by a few feet)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Kolic punches Mafioso.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Mafioso hits Kolic.
Mafioso chops Kolic.
Mafioso almost takes Kolic's head off with a clothesline to the back of the head
Mafioso is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Mafioso catches Kolic in a stepover facelock.
Kolic breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Kolic goes for a 619, but Mafioso blocks it.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a Russian legsweep.
Mafioso is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Mafioso takes Kolic down with a piledriver.
Mafioso throws Kolic out of the ring.
Earl Hepner counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, Kolic
reenters the ring.
Mafioso hits a spinebuster on Kolic.
Mafioso takes Kolic down with a pumphandle slam.
Mafioso is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Mafioso uses a T-Bone Suplex on Kolic.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Mafioso goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Kolic counters it with a small package.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Kolic hits a 619 on Mafioso.
The crowd is vociferously booing Kolic.
Kolic uses a spin kick on Mafioso.
Kolic executes spinning headscissors on Mafioso.
Kolic hits a frog splash on Mafioso.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Kolic goes for a frog splash, but Mafioso rolls out of the way.
Mafioso whips Kolic into the ropes.
Mafioso misses with a clothesline.
Kolic goes for a clothesline, but Mafioso ducks out of the way.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a pumphandle slam.
The crowd is really behind Mafioso.
Mafioso executes the Hit 'Em Up on Kolic.
Mafioso goes for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Mafioso throws Kolic into the turnbuckle.
Mafioso runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Mafioso chops Kolic.
There are lots of chants for Mafioso.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
Kolic is being booed out of the building.
Mafioso punches Kolic.
The crowd is really behind Mafioso.
Mafioso punches Kolic.
There are lots of chants for Mafioso.
Mafioso hits Kolic.
There are lots of chants for Mafioso.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a superkick.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a spinebuster.
Mafioso goes for a reverse neckbreaker, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic executes a spin kick on Mafioso.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Mafioso hits Kolic.
There are lots of chants for Mafioso.
Mafioso hits Kolic.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Kolic runs into the ropes.
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez pulls down the top rope.
Earl Hepner threatens Mafioso with disqualification.
Earl Hepner counts: one, Kolic reenters the ring.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Kolic hits Mafioso.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Kolic hits a spin kick on Mafioso.
Kolic hits Mafioso with a spin kick.
Kolic goes for a clothesline, but Mafioso ducks out of the way.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a spinebuster.
Mafioso executes a superkick on Kolic.
Mafioso makes a fist,puts up forefinger and pinky finger then spits through them
.
Mafioso is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Mafioso locks Kolic in a stepover facelock.
Kolic is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Kolic makes it to the ropes after holding out for 10 seconds.
Mafioso runs into the ropes.
Kolic smacks Mafioso with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic whips Mafioso into the ropes.
Mafioso hits Kolic with a clothesline.
Mafioso uses a T-Bone Suplex on Kolic.
Earl Hepner counts: One, shoulder up.
Mafioso whips Kolic into the ropes.
Kolic misses with a shoulderblock.
Kolic misses with a clothesline.
Kolic hits Mafioso with a kick.
Kolic throws Mafioso into the turnbuckle.
Kolic charges in with a clothesline.
Kolic hits Mafioso with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic smacks Mafioso with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic uses a punch on Mafioso.
Kolic hits a Russian legsweep on Mafioso.
Kolic uses a spin kick on Mafioso.
Kolic executes the Binary Blast on Mafioso.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Kolic goes for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez distracts
Earl Hepner.
Kolic executes a punch on Mafioso.
Earl Hepner is back on the job.
Kolic almost takes Mafioso's head off with a clothesline
Kolic goes for a frog splash, but Mafioso gets his knees up.
Mafioso takes Kolic down with a piledriver.
Mafioso gives the sign for the Hit 'Em Up.
Mafioso executes the Hit 'Em Up on Kolic.
Mafioso goes for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
Mafioso is being booed out of the building.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Mafioso!

(As Mafioso's music plays over the PA system Mafioso picks up his Union
shirt and walks over to Kolic. Kolic trys to get up but has not seen that
Carlos has slid into the ring on the other side and gets floored by a swift
and powerful kick to the ribs. As Kolic writhes in agony Mafioso drapes the
Union shirt over his face then leaves the ring)

 JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene changes to show Shane and Jacklyn sitting down in the Union locker room.)

Jacklyn J.: So whatcha doing this week darling. I mean like tonight.

Shane: I already told you. Besides I don’t need to think about it anymore now. I’d rather focus on how I’m going to beat Prime Time with Harry tonight. We did well together at Survivor but that was different.

Jacklyn J.: It’s Tamer and Vanderbilt. Harry has Tamer’s number and you got Showtime’s. Calm down.

Shane: Your right besides when was the last time they’ve been together. I mean I saw the chemistry they had. It was like an earth science class a bunch of rocks.

King: Bunch of rocks. JR he’s a funny guy.

Jacklyn J. That’ right. No one is going to get in the way of The New Union not even Prime Time.

Shane: Not the Family...

Jacklyn J.: Not Scotty and Ash...

Shane: No one. Not even every jobber in the BMWF!

Jacklyn J.: Thats what I wanna hear.

Shane: Now we gotta get a move on. I need to find Harry so we can go over the plans for tonight.

Fade

>>>

(Earlier Today)

(A black stretch limo pulls up outside the Knickerbocker Arena, the driver quickly gets out and opens the back door and we see then men inside. First out is Ryushi Fujita followed closely by his bodyguard Kojima and his agent John Clark.)

John Clark: Look Ryushi, until you get yourself back in contention I can't go to the front office and make any demands.

Ryushi Fujita: "Back in contention?" Is that what you said John? I pay you very well to take care of my out of the ring business, ok? You handle that and I will take care of the rest.

John Clark: What about your match with Witherspoon?

Ryushi Fujita: Don't worry about him John, he's the test for me tonight.

John Clark: "The test?" What does that mean?

Ryushi Fujita: Well Johnny, Spoon is gonna push me to my limits, which I need for what I have have planned for the near future. Trust me John, tonight is gonna be a big night not only for the Family but for myself as well.

(With that the trio enter the arena as we fade out.)

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LILLY: This contest is a hardcore match.

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

Axe

(The lights in the Knickerbocker arena go out and begin a strobe effect immediately starting "New Noise" by Refused to play as the New York crowd begin to roar with boos.)
 
JR: Well this is going to be the second bout that Axe and Cash are having since Axe wasn't too happy after Cash attacked him with that barbed wire cross last week!
 
King: And now Cash Flo may get a taste of his own medicine...a hardcore match!
 
(Axe appears from behind the curtain dressed in his sleeveless Axe shirt which reads on the front "Over The Border..." and on the back "To Loner's Landing!" along with black Cargo shorts, black elbow pads, black kneepads, white hand tape and black Doc Martins. In his left hand is his kendo stick and in the right a duffel bag filled with weapons.)
 
(Axe proceeds down the ramp talking trash to the BMWF fans before tossing the duffel bag inside the ring along with his kendo stick and rolling underneath the bottom rope getting to his feet where he than hops up on the middle turnbuckle doing an "A" shape again only to get booed. He drops his arms and hops down and receives a microphone from the announcer bringing the lights back to normal and the music to stop and creating the crowd to chant.)
 
CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!
 
(Axe cracks an evil grin shaking his head before getting the crowd to settle.)
 
Axe: Cash Flo I couldn't help but notice on tonight's card but your double booked. Not only are you facing me...but Tobey Miliken!
 
(Crowd boo loudly.)
 
Axe: You see Flo...yah made the mistake of attacking me with that barbed wire cross and walking away thinking everything would be fine between the both of us. Well I was the one who sent in the request to face you in one of my speciality matches! A Hardcore match...I've been in quite a few...done lots of mind boggling things, given and taken lots of punishment...now it's your turn to see what it's like!
 
Axe: How on earth are you going to have the energy or ability to fight Tobey later tonight? It will take a miracle...because I am taking your *Bleep* over the Border...To Loner's Landing!
 
(Axe tosses the mic back and takes his duffel bag and kendo stick over to the corner where he awaits Cash Flo and the bell to signal the start of the match.)


LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Boston, MA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Cash Flo

ON YOUR FEET!
THE ICON HAS ARRIVED!

(Explosions rock the stage as Cash Flo steps out
dressed in COMPLETE FOOTBALL ATTIRE, including a
helmet. In his left hand, he carries a baseball bat
wrapped in barbed wire. He stands there, scanning the
crowd, as Atmosphere¡¯s ¡° Guns and Cigarettes,¡±
blast over the PA. As the music plays, Cash positions
himself to the side of the stage.)


(A series of explosions rock the stage now as Axe
steps through the curtains. As soon as he¡¯s out in
the open, Cash Flo clocks him right in the head with
the baseball bat! Axe staggers back towards the stage
as Cash hits him in the gut and quickly follows that
up with a bulldog right on the ramp! Cash picks Axe up
and Irish whips him right into the BruiserTron! As Axe
staggers back, Cash quickly hits a reverse
neckbreacker!!! Cash quickly gets to his feet and
starts to climb the BruiserTron.)

JR: Cash Flo is trying to end this match early King!

King: Where¡¯s he going?

(Cash reaches the second level of the BruiserTron. He
taunts the crowd before leaping off, hitting an atomic
leg drop off the second level of the BruiserTron!!!
The crowd is going crazy as Cash flips up to his feet.
Cash takes off his football helmet before helping Axe
to his feet. Cash stands Axe up and then proceeds to
bounce the helmet right off the kid¡¯s skull!!! Cash
picks up the bloody Axe and escorts him down to the
ring. After punching him a few times, Cash tosses Axe
into the ring while he decides to climb a nearby
turnbuckle. Cash starts yelling something at Axe
before he jumps off, going for a Million Dollar
Splash, but Axe somehow manages to roll out of the
way.)


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Cash Flo goes for a clothesline, but Axe ducks out of the way.
Axe takes Cash Flo down with a belly-to-back suplex.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Axe hits Cash Flo with a Hotshot.
Axe whips Cash Flo into the ropes.
Axe hits Cash Flo with a Hotshot.
Axe goes for a powerbomb, but Cash Flo blocks it.
Cash Flo nails Axe with a hiptoss.
Cash Flo catches Axe in a crossface chickenwing.
Axe is struggling to reach the ropes.
Axe is inching his way towards the ropes.
Axe reaches the ropes after 19 seconds.
Cash Flo uses a hiptoss on Axe.
Cash Flo runs into the ropes.
Cash Flo smacks Axe with a devastating clothesline .
Cash Flo almost takes Axe's head off with a clothesline
Cash Flo goes for a hurricanrana, but Axe counters it with a piledriver.
Axe is met with a "Just go home" chant.

Axe suddenly knocks Cash Flo to the ground with a charging shoulderblock but Flo scrambles back to his feet only to get hit with a dropkick from Axe.
 
Axe mounts Cash Flo and begins hammering lefts and rights to the skull of Flo repeatedly the referee not able to do anything but finally decides to break it up.
 
JR: Axe not happy he was broken up by the ref after beating away at Cash's head.
 
King: I'd be mad too!

JR: Axe hits Cash Flo with a powerslam.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Cash Flo begs off.
Axe whips Cash Flo into the ropes.
Axe misses with an elbow.
Axe executes a dropkick on Cash Flo.
Axe hits a kick to the groin on Cash Flo.
Axe hits Cash Flo with an atomic drop.
Axe hits a kick to the groin on Cash Flo.
Axe punches Cash Flo.
Axe is met with a "Axe sucks" chant.

(Axe tosses Cash into the turnbuckle. Axe goes in for
a body splash, but Cash manages to raise his leg in
time, catching Axe right under the chin. Axe staggers
back as Cash quickly hops to the second turnbuckle.
Before Axe can do anything, Cash jumps off and hits a
huge neckbreaker!!! Instead of going for the pin, Cash
slides out of the ring and pulls out a ladder. Cash
quickly slides the ladder into the ring before rolling
back in. Axe is starting to get to his feet, when Cash
Flo hits him with a Ghetto Blaster to the back of his
head, sending Axe crashing back down. Cash sets the
ladder on top of Axe.)

(Cash slides out of the ring and grabs a chair.
Climbing back into the ring, Cash climbs a nearby
turnbuckle all the way to the top. He gives the finger
to Axe and then to the fans as he jumps off. In Mid
air, Cash places the steal chair under his body as he
hits an amazing Splash on Axe. The fans are going
crazy as Cash rolls around the ring clutching his now
damaged ribs. After rolling around a bit, Cash goes
for the pin, but Axe manages to kick out by 3.)

JR: Cash Flo kicks Axe.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Cash Flo chops Axe.
Cash Flo punches Axe.
Axe hits Cash Flo.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Axe goes for a Hotshot, but Cash Flo counters it with a lariat.
In turn, Axe counters it with an armbar submission.
Cash Flo makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Cash Flo begs off.

Axe rakes Cash Flo's eyes and than begins running his face along the top rope before receiving a kick to the groin sending him to the mat.
 
JR: A series of low-down, cheap and dirty tactics by Axe!
He's now exiting the ring and grabbing a steel chair before sliding back inside and this can only spell trouble for Cash Flo! He's opened it up now!
 
King: Maybe he's going to sit down? HA! HA!
 
Axe sets the chair up and picks up Cash Flo by his head only to be kicked in the stomach causing him to doulbe over and have his head stuffed between Axe's legs and hoisted high in the air for a powerbomb only to be dropped onto the steel chair literally flattening it in half. Axe goes for the cover hooking the leg.
 
JR: This could be all here! One...Two...NO! Cash Flo gets a shoulder but what a devastating powerbomb!

Axe throws Cash Flo out of the ring.
Axe goes through the ropes.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Cash Flo throws Axe into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Cash Flo throws Axe over the guardrail.
Cash Flo whips Axe into the guardrail.
They're brawling down the aisle.
Axe has been cut open.
They're brawling in mid-arena.
Axe is handed a glass plate.
Axe hits him with the glass plate.
Axe is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.

Axe rakes Cash Flo's eyes and than begins running his face along the top rope before receiving a kick to the groin sending him to the mat.
 
JR: A series of low-down, cheap and dirty tactics by Axe!
He's now exiting the ring and grabbing a steel chair before sliding back inside and this can only spell trouble for Cash Flo! He's opened it up now!
 
King: Maybe he's going to sit down? HA! HA!
 
Axe sets the chair up and picks up Cash Flo by his head only to be kicked in the stomach causing him to doulbe over and have his head stuffed between Axe's legs and hoisted high in the air for a powerbomb only to be dropped onto the steel chair literally flattening it in half. Axe goes for the cover hooking the leg.
 
JR: This could be all here! One...Two...NO! Cash Flo gets a shoulder but what a devastating powerbomb!

Axe is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
They're brawling in mid-arena.
Axe flings Cash Flo over a row of chairs.
Axe hits him with the glass plate.
Axe is met with a "Axe sucks" chant.
Axe hits an elbowsmash on Cash Flo.
Axe hits him with the glass plate.
Axe is met with a "Just go home" chant.
They're brawling in mid-arena.
Axe hits an atomic drop on Cash Flo.
Axe flings Cash Flo over a row of chairs.

Axe picks up his kendo stick in the corner and swings it back before whipping it forward and connecting across Cash Flo's head!
 
*CRRACK!*
 
JR: OH MY GAWD! That sound echoed throughout the entire arena!
 
King: And how is Cash Flo STILL standing?!
 
Axe cranks the kendo stick back again and levels a shot on top of his head followed by some quick shots to the stomach and rib section.
 
*CRRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!*
 
Cash Flo falls to the mat completely lifeless only to be picked up by his head and thrown into the ropes. As he returns Axe connects with a beautiful Backspin DDT onto the mat.

JR: Axe now whipping Cash Flo to the ropes and OH MY! Axe just clotheslined him to the outside. Axe making a high risk manuever here as he's going to the top turnbuckle! Axe connects onto Cash Flo with a leg drop right across the neck!
 
Axe is the first to get to his feet and removes the padding exposing the concrete as he gets Flo to his feet only to be kicked to the gut and lifted up for a powerbomb getting dropped not once nor twice but three times!
 
Axe picks a bloody Cash Flo up and bounces his head off the announcer's table before receiving a monitor cracked across his head shattering to pieces.
 
*SMASH!*
 
King: There ruining our equipment JR!
 
JR: Why don't you tell them then?
 
King: Nevermind.
 
JR: Axe now getting Cash Flo up and has a handfuil of his tights before uh-oh move out the way King!
 
Axe crashes Cash Flo through the announce table with a vertical suplex.
 
King: Our table for the second time in a row now!

JR: They finally get back into the ring.
 
JR: Axe is whipped into the corner but manages to remove the padding from the turnbuckle while Cash Flo comes charging towards him only to walk in face first as Axe moves away and begins driving his face across the turnbuckle.
 
CROWD: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
 
Just as Cash Flo is about to hit the mat he receives an atomic drop followed by a small package.
 
JR: Pin attempt by Axe! One....Two...Thre-NO! Flo had his foot on the ropes!
 
Axe pulls out a staple gun and cracks an evil grin to the camera.
 
JR: Oh no...he's got that stapler!
 
King: Let the fun begin!
 
Cash Flo tries to sneak up behind him only to get smacked across the face with a left hand before receiving several shots with the staple gun!
 
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
 
A bloody Cash Flo holds himself in pain only to get hit with the staple gun.
 
*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRRACK!*
 
Axe pulls out a road sign and cracks it across Flo's bloody face.
 
*CRACK!*
 
Axe than hits him in the stomach with it before receiving a russian legsweep followed by a pin.
 
JR: Could be all here! One....two....NO! Cash Flo again with a shoulder!

Axe goes to the outside of the ring and retrieves another before sliding back inside. Just as a fallen Cash Flo is asbout to get to his feet he receives a chair across the back several times before having the chair slid onto his head as Axe goes to the second turnbuckle immediately wasting no time and landing an elbow drop onto the steel chair which is wrapped around Flo's head!
 
JR: MY GAWD! Axe may have injured himself folks!
 
King: Axe?! Maybe Cash Flo!
 
JR: Axe whips Cash Flo to the ropes and Axe takes some steps closer to his opponent so that when he returns Axe hits a beautiful dropkick sending Flo crashing to the outside of the ring.
 
Axe gets Flo up to his feet and drives him face first into the turnbuckle post followed up head smashes across the post.
 
*CRACK!*
 
*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!*
 
Flo falls onto one of the mats bleeding heavy only to receive one of the metal ringsteps to be dropped on top of his head a few times Axe takes the bloody and exhausted Flo up to his feet and back into the ring.
 
Axe whips Cash Flo to the ropes and suddenly scoops him up with a powerslam shaking the mat. He wastes no time and drags Flo back to his feet getting bounced into the ropes and hit with a swinging neckbreaker. Axe grabs the legs of Flo and points them towards the ropes before dropping his body and catapaulting him into the ropes.
 
Axe leans on Cash Flo executing a choke but finally releases the hold.

JR: This Hardcore Match has been vicious thus far.

King: Moron versus Moron!

JR: Wait A Second!

(Tamer walks out from behind the curtain onto the stage. He is in his
wrestling gear. Wearing a black duster and sunglasses to go along. Tamer
walks straight for the ring with no delay.)

JR: Business is about to pick up!

(Tamer slides in the ring and shoves Cash out of his way. Tamer tackles Axe
and starts pummeling him. Axe kicks Tamer off of him.)

King: Tamer is out of his mind!

(Tamer takes a step backward removing a Chain from his duster. Axe runs at
tamer who clothesline him with the steel chain. Tamer begins whipping Axe
continually with the chain.)

*THWAP*

*THWAP*

*THWAP*

*THWAP*

*THWAP*

JR: Tamer is relentless.

(Tamer stands over Axe and wraps the chain around Axe's throat. Tamer drives
his knee into Axe's back and pulls on the chain choking Axe.)

JR: Cash is enjoying this!

(Tamer pulls the chain off of Axe's neck and stands raising it in the air.
Tamer exits through the crowd.)

(Axe sends Cash into the ropes and as he bounces off,
Cash hooks his arm and quickly rolls out of the ring.
Axe goes for a baseball slide, but Cash steps out of
the way. Pulling Axe out of the ring by his legs, Cash
takes him down with a clothesline. While he¡¯s down,
Cash starts to look for something under the ring.
Eventually, he pulls out something shinny.)

JR: Looks like Cash has brass knuckles King!

(Cash slides back in the ring and waits for Axe to get
back in. Once Axe is in the ring, Cash hits a quick
German Suplex. Dragging Axe over by the ropes, Cash
reveals what he¡¯s holding.)

King: Those aren¡¯t brass knuckles JR those are
handcuffs!

(Cash handcuffs Axe to the ropes. Cash stomps on Axe a
few times before handcuffing Axe¡¯s other arm to the
ropes.)

JR: Cash has trapped Axe!!!

(Cash walks over and grabs the ladder. He aims
carefully, before charging at Axe. Axe can¡¯t do
anything as the ladder smashes him right in the
face!!! Cash takes a few steps back, aims, and then
charges. WHAM! The steal ladder bounces off the face
of Axe, tearing him open like a piece of fruit. Blood
is pouring down Axe¡¯s face now as Cash takes a few
steps back, aims, and charges! WHAM, another blow to
the head!)

JR: This is disgusting King, somebody needs to put a
stop to this.

King: well you¡¯re not doing anything JR, why not you
jump in there and stop Cash.

(Cash tosses the ladder aside and calls for a
microphone. Someone tosses him one.)

Cash: Are you having fun yet Axe? Stepping up against
the BMWF ICON is not in your best damn interest. So,
my advice to you is stay where you belong and that¡¯s
wrestling jobbers like Tamer and kidnapping retarded
girls. Because there, you¡¯re safe. Here, when the
ICON stands, your at risk of not only getting your @$$
handed to you, but having your @$$ crippled.

(Boos)

Cash: What happened two weeks ago was a damn fluke!
You couldn¡¯t beat Cash Flo on his worst day with my
arms and legs tied behind my back. Do you know why?
BECAUSE I¡¯M THE ICON AND YOU SUCK!!!!

(Cash sets himself up again a few feet away with the
ladder aimed at Axe¡¯s head. After lining himself up,
Cash charges in and bounces the steal off Axe¡¯s
cranium!!! Tossing the ladder aside, Cash unlocks Axe
from the ropes. Cash drags Axe to the center of the
ring, then darts over to a nearby turnbuckle, which he
quickly climbs. He calls for the Million Dollar
Splash, which is booed heavily by the fans. Cash flips
them off then leaps off)

Axe has a bottle of pepper spray and manages to deliver an elbow smash to the face of Cash Flo before spraying the contents in his eyes immediately blinding him giving the advantage for Axe to suddenly execute The Loner's Landing before hooking the leg as the ref counts.

Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is absolutely silent.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Axe!

King: Axe did it!
 
("New Noise" by Refused plays as Axe has his arm lifted by the ref and is congratulated. He looks down at Cash Flo shaking his head before deciding to grab a coil of barbed wire and wrapping it around a 2x4. He smiles as he begins bringing the object down over Flo repeatedly who bleeds terribly from his head and upper body.)

(The camera is able to pick up what Axe is saying...)
 
Axe: How do YOU like barbed wire?!
 
(Axe drops the 2x4 and exits the ring only to get booed as he lifts his arms up smiling evily.)

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>>

King: JR, I hear that there is some commotion in the back.
 
JR: What’s going on?
 
(In the back locker room area, Nate Adams is laying on the ground. The back of his head is laid open and he has a big star spray painted on his back in black. Nate is not moving. The camera pans to an image in the mirror.)
 
JR: Can we get a close up on the image in the mirror?
 
(The camera starts to move in on a closer look in the mirror. It’s Tobey Miliken, holding the can of spray paint and smiling.)
 
Tobey: Poor Nate. You screw with the movie star and you get as we call in Hollywood, BLACK LISTED. I am the man in this fed. Don’t screw with me again Nate, or you will find a worst fate than what you has fallen upon you today.
 
(Tobey drops the can of spray paint on Nate’s back and walks away.)
 
JR: I don’t believe this.
 
King: Well Nate had to run his mouth about the greatest BMWF TV Champion ever and now he has had to deal with the consequences. Mess with Tobey and you will pay JR.
 
JR: What are you his PR person?
 
King: I just call them as I see them.

>>>

(Tai Hashi is walking backstage when he is blindsided by Ryushi Fujita. Fujita says something in Japanese to Kojima who quickly lifts the stunned Hashi to his feet.)

Ryushi Fujita: If it isn't the so called "Japanese Rock Star" Tai Hashi. Guess what boy? Your time as an imposter is up. You are now dealing with a true Japanese superstar. And when I am finished, you will know wht pain is all about. You hear that ticking Tai? That's the countdown for your career and I am the man who will end it!

(Kojima drops Haishi to the floor and both me walk off as the scene fades out.)

>>>

(Flawless and Skiz are sitting backstage.)

Skiz: That was awesome.

Flawless: Yeah. I enjoyed it.

Skiz: Who would have thought that Darth Vadar was
Luke¡¯s father?! That¡¯s just insane.

Flawless: Okay, we better get this video out before
Cash Flo gets back, he might be upset we didn¡¯t watch
his match against Axe.

Skiz: Good idea.

(Skiz rushes over to the television and quickly pulls
out the video, just as the door to the locker room
opens and an exhausted Cash Flo stumbles inside.)

Skiz: Cash!

Flawless: (Jumping to his feet) Come on dude, I got
something to help those aches.

Cash: Thanks. After that match, I need somethin¡¯.
That match was off the wall.

Flawless: Most crazy thing I¡¯ve ever seen.

Skiz: Especially the part where he lost his hand!

(Cash looks at Flawless while Flawless glares at
Skiz.)

Cash: What?

Skiz: I didn¡¯t say nothin¡¯.

Flawless: Yeah, it was just a slip of the tongue.

Cash: Oh. Seeing as your one of them crazy Jerry Kids,
I¡¯ll believe it. But, huh, what¡¯s that behind your
back?

Skiz: What?

Cash: What are you hiding there?

Flawless: Come on Cash, I got an ice bath all set up
for you.

Cash: Wait a second. Skiz, hold up your hand.

Skiz: (Holds up an empty hand) There you are. See,
nothing!

Cash: Hold up the other hand.

Skiz: (Puts his raised hand down quickly, swoops the
video from one hand to the other, then holds up the
empty hand) See, your freakin¡¯ out over nothing.

Flawless: Come on Cash, you don¡¯t have time to sit
around and chat with Skiz, you got a big match coming
up soon.

Cash: Okay, but not until Skiz raises both hands.

Skiz: Come on man. There¡¯s nothing.

Cash: DO IT!!!

Skiz: (Raises both hands, but drops the video behind
his back.) See, empty.

Cash: (Picking up the video) I don¡¯t believe this!
While I was in a hardcore match up with that cat Axe,
you guys were in here watching a movie from the
80¡¯s!!! I mean, I dig your watching the old school
trilogy, seeing as the new ones are all @$$, but come
on guys, you could at least make sure everything was
going okay.

Skiz: We¡¯re just getting ourselves ready for the
Return of the Seth. That movie looks like the bomb!

Cash: Really? Lucas already fumbled the ball big time
with the first two in the prequels, what makes you
think he¡¯s not going to do it on the last one? That
movie is going to suck man and that you can take to
the bank! And besides, it doesn¡¯t come out until
May!!! You got plenty of time to get ready for it, why
do you have to do it tonight?

Skiz: Sorry.

Flawless: Come on Cash, the bath.

Cash: You guys suck.

(Cash storms out of the room taking off his football
attire.)

>>>

KING: What are all of those funny symbols in Cash's promos?

JR: I have no idea, King! We'll be right back!

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Witherspoon

(Laughter echos from the speakers as a guitar riff begins.)

PA: AIEIEIE!

(The riff repeates itself and there is more laughter. The riff repeates for a third time.)

PA: LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT, LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT, LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)

("Let's Go" By Trick Daddy blares from the speakers, The crowd boos loudly as Witherspoon walks out.  He glances around at the crowd and begins to walk down the ramp. He removes his Trenchcoat and slides into the ring.)
 
JR:  Witherspoon facing a famous light-Heavyweight in Ryushi Fujita here tonight.
 
King:  Famous? HA!  Witherspoon will rip him apart like he did to weeks ago!
 
(Witherspoon stands up and walks to a turnbuckle, throwing his fist into the air and beating his chest.  He hops down and pulls a mic from his pocket.)
 
Witherspoon:  Tonight the management has me up against Ryushi Fujita.  How many times to they want me to pin this guy?  No matter, send him out here and let me get this over with.  Ryushi, Prepare to feel the wrath of the Madman.
 
(Witherspoon tosses the mic to the side and pulls his hat and shirt off, tossing them aside.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Tokyo, Japan...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

Ryushi Fujita

("Battle Without Honor Or Humanity" by Tomoyasu Hotei starts to play as the fans in attendance look towards the entrance area. A good sized pop greets Ryushi Fujita as he walks out onto the stage area followed by Kojima. The former Light Heavyweight Champ works the crowd before making his way down to the ring area. Once inside he goes over some last minute strategy with Kojima before the match begins.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Witherspoon surges across the ring and nearly takes Ryushi’s head off with a clothesline
Witherspoon stomps on Ryushi
Witherspoon suplexes Ryushi
Witherspoon and Ryushi exchanges punches in the center of the ring.
Witherspoon locks in an Arm bar
Ryushi screams in pain
Ryushi tries to reach the ropes
The ref checks on Ryushi
Witherspoon tightens the hold
Ryushi fights his way to the ropes
Witherspoon hits Ryushi with a big boot to the face
Witherspoon locks in a boot choke
Witherspoon releases on the f count
The ref warns Witherspoon about the choke
Witherspoon powerbombs Ryushi
Witherspoon hits Ryushi with an atomic drop
Witherspoon whips Ryushi into the turnbuckle
Witherspoon goes for a shoulder thrust but Ryushi hops over it
 
King: Owch!
 
JR: Ryushi tries for a drop kick, but Witherspoon catches him and slams him into the mat with a Spinebuster
Witherspoon goes for the cover
1…2… Kick out!
 
Ryushi Fujita goes for a head and arm suplex, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon takes Ryushi Fujita down with haymaker.
Witherspoon almost takes Ryushi Fujita's head off with a clothesline
Witherspoon goes for an ax kick, but Ryushi Fujita blocks it.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon chops Ryushi Fujita.
Witherspoon chops Ryushi Fujita.
Witherspoon hits a German suplex on Ryushi Fujita.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Witherspoon uses a spinebuster on Ryushi Fujita.
Witherspoon uses an ax kick on Ryushi Fujita.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Witherspoon puts Ryushi Fujita in a bearhug.
Ryushi Fujita is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ryushi Fujita is struggling to reach the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita is inching his way towards the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 15 seconds.

(Fujita grabs Witherspoon and tries to bodyslam him only to have Witherspoon throw him away. As he gets to his feet Fujita is greeted by a stiff forearm shot to the head by Witherspoon staggering him backwards. He connects on several more forearms before sending Fujita into the ropes. Fujita ducks the clothesline attempt and springboards off the ropes catching Witherspoon and delivering a reverse DDT that brings the crowd to life.)

Witherspoon goes for a bearhug, but Ryushi Fujita counters it with a punch.
Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon misses with an elbow.
Witherspoon gets a bearhug on Ryushi Fujita.
Ryushi Fujita tries to escape the hold.
Ryushi Fujita is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ryushi Fujita gets ahold of the ropes after 17 seconds.
Witherspoon whips Ryushi Fujita into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita smacks Witherspoon with a devastating clothesline .
Ryushi Fujita takes Witherspoon down with an inverted DDT.
Ryushi Fujita almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Ryushi Fujita goes for a half Boston crab, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon sends Ryushi Fujita into the turnbuckle, but Ryushi Fujita
reverses it.
Ryushi Fujita runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Ryushi Fujita hits a head and arm suplex on Witherspoon.
The chants for Ryushi Fujita are deafening.
Ryushi Fujita hits Witherspoon.
The chants for Ryushi Fujita are deafening.
Witherspoon kicks Ryushi Fujita.
Witherspoon kicks Ryushi Fujita.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Witherspoon hits Ryushi Fujita with a headbutt.
Witherspoon sends Ryushi Fujita into the turnbuckle.
Witherspoon runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Ryushi Fujita lifts his
knee.
Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline

(Fujita slowly lifts Witherspoon to his feet and then drives him to the mat with a snap suplex. He then moves him towards the corner and quickly executes a split legged moonsault. Fujita pauses for a second before grabbing Witherspoon and driving him to the mat with a vicious ddt. He quickly pounces on the prone Witherspoon and locks in a kneelock submission. Witherspoon remains in the hold for several seconds before finally reaching the bottom rope causing the ref to break the hold.)

Ryushi Fujita almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Ryushi Fujita whips Witherspoon into the ropes, but Witherspoon reverses it.
Witherspoon hits Ryushi Fujita with a shoulderblock.
Witherspoon cracks his neck and screams "Whoo-a!".
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Witherspoon.
Witherspoon goes for a brainbuster, but Ryushi Fujita counters it with
a slide down.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a head and arm suplex, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon chops Ryushi Fujita.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Witherspoon.
Ryushi Fujita punches Witherspoon.
Witherspoon kicks Ryushi Fujita.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Witherspoon.

(Witherspoon staggers Fujita with a stiff right hand and quickly follows that up with a short arm clothesline. Fujita is stomped a couple of times before being dragged to his feet and whipped into the ropes, Witherspoon goes for another clothesline but Fujita counters it by ducking the clothesline and connecting with a reverse neckbreaker. Fujita quickly grabs him and drives him to the mat with a T-Bone suplex. He stomps on Witherspoon a few times before climbing the turnbuckle and leaping off with a flying elbowdrop.)

Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits Ryushi Fujita with haymaker.
 
Witherspoon slams Ryushi into the mat with a german suplex
Witherspoon locks in a boston crab on Ryushi
Ryushi reaches for the ropes
Witherspoon drags him to the center of the ring
Ryushi cries in pain
Witherspoon tightens the hold
The ref checks on Ryushi
Ryushi fights to the ropes
Witherspoon kicks Ryushi while hes on the mat
Witherspoon chokes Ryushi with the ropes
Witherspoon backs off at the tree count
The ref yells at Spoon for the chokes
Witherspoon floors Ryushi with a closed fist
The ref yells at Witherspoon
 
King: YEAH!
 
JR: If Witherspoon doesn’t watch out he’s going to get disqualified
 
King: I’m glad I’m not the ref
 
JR: Witherspoon slams Ryushi to the mat with a powerbomb
Witherspoon nails Ryushi with a spinebuster
Witherspoon suplexes Ryushi
Witherspoon drives Ryushi’s head into the mat wirth a brainbuster
Witherspoon head buts Ryushi
Witherspoon Slams a haymaker into Ryushi’s gut
Witherspoon slams Ryushi into the mat with a crucifix.
 
King: Spoon just Unloaded on Ryushi right there! I don’t think that Ryushi is moving!
 
JR: Wait, Ryushi is struggling to his feet…
BINNED! Oh my god Witherspoon just locked Ryushi in Binned!
Ryushi is screaming in pain!
Witherspoon tightens the hold
The ref checks on Ryushi
Ryushi screams in pain
Witherspoon grabs onto the ropes and tightens the hold
The ref keeps checking on Ryuhsi
Ryushi grabs the ropes
Witherspoon releases on a 4 count
Witherspoon backs off and crouches down as Ryushi staggers to his feet.
 
(Witherspoon rushes forward as Ryushi stand up and lifts him onto his shoulders and starts spinning.)
 
King: Here it comes JR!
 
(Witherspoon catches Ryushi’s legs and slams him hard into the mat, going for the cover.)
 
JR: SUBZERO! Witherspoon just hit Ryushi with SubZero! It’s over!

Witherspoon goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Witherspoon.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Witherspoon!

Witherspoon is making his way to the back when suddenly three individuals jump him. The three individuals are all dressed in black and they are working Witherspoon over.
 
King: What’s going on here?
 
JR: Spoon is being attacked after his match. Who has Spoon ticked off this time?
 
The three individuals throw Witherspoon against the wall and Spoon slumps down and is out cold. One of the individuals throws Spoon over his shoulder and the three of them walk away
 

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

JR: Earlier this week our own Kevin Kellie had the opportunity to sit down with "Mr. Showtime"
Vernon Vanderbilt for an exclusive interview. Here is some footage from that interview.

(The scene fades in to show Vernon Vanderbilt sitting in a plush chair, smoking a cigarette.
Kevin Kellie is sitting across from him, sweating profusely.)

Kevin: Uh.Vernon.like, thanks for giving me this interview and.uh.thanks. This means a lot to
me.

Vernon: Well, I'd rather have had JR interview me, considering this is his customary territory.
But since he's decided not to do interviews anymore, I just picked you at random.

Kevin: Um.

Vernon: This is the part where you ask me a question, darling.

Kevin: Right. So.uh.where did you go?

Vernon: That was actually made public from the very beginning, Kevin. But I'll reiterate for
you. A few months back, I was going through a bit of a personal crisis. I felt I was growing
stagnant in the BMWF. I mean, I love this business, and I love this company. Prime Time was at
the top of its game, I had all the friends and fans one could ever hope to have.but inside,
Kevin.inside, I felt empty. I felt like I didn't belong here, like I was from the wrong era or
something. Every match, every title I won, did nothing for me. My depression was winning out
regardless. So I decided to wash my hands of everything. I hopped on my bike, and I took off on
a trip across America. I felt that I needed to experience this great nation in a different
context. I had traveled all over the place, but it was always business. This time, I was only
looking to live my life, and to partake of the joy and beauty of my homeland.

Kevin: Like a road trip, sort of?

Vernon: Yes. I needed to find myself.

Kevin: Did you.uh.find yourself, then?

Vernon: Uh.yeah.

Kevin: Where were you?

Vernon: I was everywhere, Kevin. I was in the Hollywood hills, I was in the gutters of Las
Vegas, I was in the plains of Oklahoma, the dairy lands of Wisconsin, the bayous of Louisiana, the
tea parties of Boston, the fishing villages of New England, and Ground Zero in NYC. Every place I
visited, Kevin, I saw a part of myself.

Kevin: That's pretty moving.

Vernon: Yes, I know.

Kevin: So why did you stop contact with everybody? Why disappear?

Vernon: Well, if you'll recall, I tried to keep in touch early on, but soon I just found myself
consumed by my journey. I knew there was no way for me to benefit from my sabbatical unless I
took some mental time off in addition to physical time off. As long as I maintained contact, I
was allowing myself to be trapped here. Really, that would not have been beneficial.

Kevin: Didn't you think people would be.uh.worried, and stuff?

Vernon: You know, Kevin, I knew they'd be fine. I knew that my friends would have faith in me,
and that they'd know I could take care of myself. And also, I knew they knew I'd return.which I
did!

Kevin: How was the road?

Vernon: The road was very therapeutic. It gave me a lot of time to sort through my thoughts, get
my head stra.er.better. I traveled, I partied, and I learned a lot.

Kevin: What did you learn?

Vernon: That life's too short to not do what you love. And I learned that what I love is
wrestling, and the BMWF, and the fans, and, most of all, Prime Time.

Kevin: Got any neat stories from the road?

Vernon: Well, there are so many, it would be impossible to tell them all. I mean, there was the
"cheese-fish" incident in Detroit, the extreme sports debacle in Kansas City, that parade in San
Francisco that I got to march in.

Kevin: You mean the ga-

Vernon: Garage rock parade, Kevin. It was a blast. I even got an award there. "Unsung Hero of
Garage Rock." How's that strike you?

Kevin: Neat.

Vernon: Fabulicious even. But I'd say the best moment was when I met the love of my life.

Kevin: Really?

Vernon: Yes. Vernon Vanderbilt is in love.

Kevin: What's h-hi-h-h-her.uh.their name?

Vernon: Well my lover is quite protective of privacy, and I have promised that I wouldn't divulge
that information.

Kevin: Well, tell me about when you met.

Vernon: Well, it was a beautiful night in Seattle. It was actually a clear, rainless evening,
and the full moon was out. I was hanging out at a rooftop party, but it was kinda lame so I was
sitting by myself, staring at the sky and thinking, when out of nowhere this person comes and just
starts talking to me. We hit it off instantly. We talked about music, art, film, and, of course,
wrestling. We found that we were a perfect match, and soon my lover was accompanying me on my
journey. I just picked up a second bike, and we were off. We have had so many beautiful times
together, and I believe we will have a lifetime full of them.

Kevin: When will we get to meet this person?

Vernon: All in due time. I'm not going to push the issue right now.

Kevin: Uh.ummm.

Vernon: Spit it out Kevin. What's your next question?

Kevin: Well.

Vernon: Yes?

Kevin: Is it a girl or a guy?

(Vernon grins incredulously, then leans back in his chair and chuckles softly.)

Vernon: Kevin, I think that answer should be obvious.

Kevin: Well.

Vernon: My, my, look at the time. I have an appointment to get to, and this interview is too
long for anyone to want to sit through anyway. But you have a splendid day, darling. Ta ta!

(Vernon stands and exits, leaving a very confused and bewildered looking Kevin Kellie to ponder
the exchange.)

FADE OUT

JR: That was certainly an.interesting interview. Very enlightening.

King: Who are you kidding!? He didn't answer the one question that everyone really wanted to
know the answer to!

JR: Which one would that be, King?

King: You know.the "is he or isn't he?" question.

JR: I'm not sure I follow, but we'll talk about it later. Right now we have to get on with the
show!


>>>

(We see Cash sitting in a huge tub of ice.)

Cash: AHHHHH!!! This stuff SUCKS!!! But it¡¯s all
good. You see this Tobey, Cash Flo is getting ready to
the Beat @$$ waltz with your lame TV Champion @$$
later tonight. Now you seem to think Cash Flo cares
about that little synthetic title around your waist,
but Cash Flo doesn¡¯t give a damn about that belt.
I¡¯ve held more titles then you ever will and I¡¯ve
won them from some of the biggest names this
federation has ever seen! What have you done? Besides
make a bunch of man on man yellow movies?! Tonight is
about respect. Tonight the BMWF ICON is going to teach
you something you¡¯re never going to forget. A win?
Doesn¡¯t matter. Just as long as you suffer from the
hands of the most Flo-tastic wrestler in BMWF History
next to the LURKER!!!

(The door opens and in comes Skiz.)

Cash: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE MAN?! HELLO,
I¡¯M NAKED!!!

Skiz: Really?

Cash: What do you want?

Skiz: I have to go to the bathroom.

Cash: Can¡¯t you go someplace out? There are countless
facilities in this arena for your lame @$$ to use, why
do you feel the need to use this one?

Skiz: Well, I figured we could chat while I went.

Cash: What?

Skiz: It gets lonely sitting on the toilet with
nothing to do. I would read, but I left my magazines
at the hotel. I¡¯d play my GBA, but my batteries are
dead.

Cash: And that¡¯s my problem?

Skiz: It is now.

(Skiz walks in and enters one of the toilets.)

Skiz: So, what do you think of China entering the WTO?

Cash: (Sighs) You can¡¯t be serious. You actually have
interest in world economics?

Skiz: Not really, I just like those Kung Fu movies. Do
you like Jet Li?

Cash: SHUT UP MAN!!!

(You can hear Skiz go to the bathroom.)

Skiz: I¡¯m sorry.

Cash: AH MAN!!! What the hell did you eat? That is
rank.

Skiz: Nothing much, just a few things from Taco Bell.

Cash: Yeah, it smells like it. I¡¯m getting the hell
out of here.

Skiz: Don¡¯t leave Cash.

Cash: Get bent!!!

(Cash grabs a towel from the side of the tub as the
scene fades out.)

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(Cash Flo is standing by with Michael Bole.)

Bole: Tonight seems to be a tuff night for you Cash,
seeing as you have been booked in two matches. The
first you have already managed to walk away from, but
the one coming up is for a title shot at the
Pay-per-view. Cash-oholics everywhere are wondering
how their hero is holding up. Care to comment?

Cash: First of all Bole, don¡¯t you EVER use my
catchphrases! They sound stupid when you say them. And
besides, you¡¯ve just offended every single fan of
mine by saying their name. But sure man, I¡¯ll talk
about my current status. Sure, I¡¯m a little banged up
from my match earlier tonight, but that¡¯s nothing. I
can beat this lame @$$ Tobey after wrestling a full
card of matches.

Bole: You¡¯ve been talking a lot that the belt
doesn¡¯t matter to you, but you can¡¯t deny that you
don¡¯t desire being champion a little.

Cash: Sure, I wouldn¡¯t mind getting the TV title at
some point in my career. Who wouldn¡¯t want to be a
champion? But this little feud I have with Tobey has
nothing to do with that particular title. He claimed
to be the greatest TV CHAMP of all time, but we all
know who that is. A little cat named Mr. Showtime. He
may suck, at least to Cash Flo standards, but he made
a damn better TV champ than this Tobey Be Milkin¡¯ @$$
clown. See, what¡¯s happening tonight is a little
Million Dollar Beat Down. I have no desire whatsoever
to win this match, I just want to dish out so much
pain on Tobey that he¡¯s going to be begging me for a
rematch. And that, Bole, you can take to the bank.
Excuse me.

(Cash Flo walks off.)

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

Hailing from Boston, MA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Cash Flo

ON YOUR FEET!
THE ICON HAS ARRIVED!

(Explosions rock the stage as Cash Flo steps out
dressed in his usual wrestling attire and his gold
plated sunglasses. He stands there, scanning the
crowd, as Atmosphere¡¯s ¡° Guns and Cigarettes,¡±
blast over the PA. Behind him, Flawless and Skiz
appear on the ramp. As the music plays, the men make
their way to the ring.)

I¡¯M BIGGER THAN JESUS.
BIGGER THAN WRESTLING.
BIGGER THAN THE BEATLES.

I¡¯M GOING TO BE THE BIGGEST THING TO HIT THESE LITTLE
KIDS.

BIGGER THAN GUNS.
BIGGER THAN CIGARETTES.

(Once they hit the ring, Cash calls for a microphone.
Once he and Flawless are armed, the music stops. The
arena fills with ¡° Cash sucks,¡± chants as the self
appointed Icon stands in the center of the ring.)

Cash: Flawless, what time is?

Flawless: Excuse me?

Cash: What time is it man?

Flawless: Oh, IT¡¯S TIME FOR YOU TO KICK SOME TOBEY
@$$!!!

Cash: That¡¯s right. It is time ladies for your BMWF
ICON to show that loser Tobey how we do things in
Cash¡¯s world. He maybe a big time loser from
Hollywood, who sucks more @$$ than a George Lucas
production, but tonight he¡¯s going to get a chance to
shine.

Flawless: WHAT?! How?

Cash: Because he gets to step in the ring with the
BMWF ICON. I can make the most horrible of wrestlers
look Flo-tastic. I mean, look what I did for the
Judge¡¯s career. Before he feuded with me, he was a
nobody. He may still be a nobody, but at least
everybody knows who he is now, thanks to the ICON.

Flawless: That¡¯s right man. Preach on!

Cash: Tonight Tobey is going to have one of the best
matches of his career, thanks to me. Don¡¯t worry
Tobey, tonight you will be in the most exciting match
EVER all thanks to me. And that you can take to the
bank. But before you do, let me just say this. It must
really make you mad that Cash Flo is stealing the show
from you, seeing as you are supposed to be the ratings
maker. If you¡¯re such a good TV CHAMP shouldn¡¯t you
be booked in more matches? Shouldn¡¯t you be
headlining Bedlam instead of Cash Flo? I guess that
just means there is a better personality in this
federation than your sorry @$$ and his name is CASH
FLO.

(Boos)

Cash: You¡¯re not the only one with a title kid. You
maybe the current TV CHAMPION, but I AM THE BMWF ICON.
How do you like that? Well I¡¯ve killed enough time
already Tobey, get your @$$ out here so I can stomp
you back to the Silent Movie era!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Misty Rivers...
Hailing from Daytona, FL...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

("Vertigo" plays and out walks Tobey Miliken with Misty Rivers. Tobey is wearing his black tight pants with Hollywood written in gold on the sides. On the seat of his pants are the words, "GREATEST TV CHAMPION". Tobey has the TV title over his shoulder. He gets in the ring and tosses it to Misty.)

(As Tobey¡¯s music hits, Cash Flo slides out of the
ring and starts charging up the ramp. No sooner does
Tobey step through the curtains does he get nailed
with a vicious clothesline!!! Cash tears the TV title
off of Tobey¡¯s waist. As Tobey gets up, Cash drills
him right between the eyes!!!)

JR: The bell hasn¡¯t rung yet King so that¡¯s
perfectly legal!

(Cash tosses the belt aside and picks up Tobey by the
hair. He escorts the dazed TV champ to ring, landing a
few blows here and there as they head down the ramp.
Half way down, Cash Irish whips Tobey into the ring,
back first. The pain is clearly see on Tobey¡¯s face
as Cash Flo runs over and Irish whips him into the
steal steps!!!)

JR: Cash is really taking it to Tobey!!!

King: He must have watched one of his movies JR!!!

(Tobey is trying to get away, but Cash grabs him and
hits him with a few knife-edge chops!!! Cash whips him
now into the steal barricade. Cash knife-edge chops
him again, before tossing Tobey into the ring. As Cash
climbs in, the referee calls for the bell. Now the
match has officially begun.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Cash Flo whips Tobey Miliken into the ropes.
Cash Flo smacks Tobey Miliken with a devastating clothesline .
Cash Flo takes Tobey Miliken down with the Swinging DDT.
Cash Flo hits Tobey Miliken with a legdrop.
Cash Flo uses a hiptoss on Tobey Miliken.
Cash Flo goes for a hiptoss, but Tobey Miliken counters it with a facerake.
Tobey Miliken takes Cash Flo down with a missile dropkick.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tobey Miliken takes Cash Flo down with a rabbit punch.
Tobey Miliken places Cash Flo on the turnbuckle.
Tobey Miliken uses Tree of Woe baseball slide on Cash Flo.

Tobey slides out of the ring as Cash Flo attempts a run at him.

JR: Look at the coward.

King: That ain't a cowardly, thats smart. Tobey wants to hunt his prey down slowly.

JR: Whatever.

Tobey is talking to Misty as Cash Flo starts taunting him and yelling at the crowd.
Tobey motions for Cash to step back.
Cash does so.
Tobey slides back into the ring.
Cash comes running at Tobey again.
Tobey ducks and drops Cash with a drop toe hold.
Cash jumps back to his feet and Tobey nails him with a drop kick to the chest, sending Cash crashing into the turnbuckle.
Tobey walks over and grabs Cash and tries to whip him into the other turnbuckle, but Cash reverses it and whips Tobey back into the corner.
Tobey comes out of the corner holding his back.
Cash whips Tobey into the ropes.
Cash then attempts a hip toss, but Tobey reverses it and hip tosses Cash instead.

King: Tobey is too smart for Cash, JR.

JR: I have never said that Tobey isn't smart.

King: So you admit it, Tobey is the greatest TV champion EVER?!

JR: I didn't say that either. Let's just watch the match.

Tobey jumps down and Cash and starts pounding on him with lefts and rights.
Tobey picks up Cash by his hair and slings him across the ring by the hair.
Cash starts to get back up, but Tobey nails him in the face with a baseball slide.
Cash falls back against the turnbuckle again and Tobey jumps up quickly and starts nailing him with a series of lefts and rights.
The crowd counts as Tobey does so.

ONE...TWO...THREE...FOUR...FIVE...SIX...SEVEN...
EIGHT...NINE..

Tobey jumps down and smiles.
Cash staggers towards Tobey and Tobey grabs Cash and sidewalk slams him.
Cash sits up in pain.

Tobey Miliken kicks Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken punches Cash Flo.
The crowd is going "We want Charles Robertson !".
Tobey Miliken punches Cash Flo.
The crowd is going "We want Charles Robertson !".
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo with a neck snap.
Cash Flo begs off.
Tobey Miliken hits the Rolling Thunder on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken dusts off the abs.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Tobey Miliken executes a rabbit punch on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken hits a missile dropkick on Cash Flo.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Tobey Miliken whips Cash Flo into the ropes.
Cash Flo misses with a clothesline.
Tobey Miliken hits a drop toehold on Cash Flo.

(Tobey whips Cash into the ropes, but as he comes off
he hits a flying forearm right into Tobey¡¯s face!!!
Cash kicks to his feet and quickly locks on a
figure-four leg lock on Tobey. Tobey cries out in pain
as he tries to grab to the ropes. After a short
struggle, he manages to grab the ropes, but Skiz is
there to quickly hit his hands away. The referee saw
it and yells at Cash to break the hold, but he won¡¯t.
The referee starts the count. He gets to 4 before Cash
eventually breaks it. Cash gets up just as Tobey is
getting up in the corner. Cash quickly runs in and
monkey flips Tobey out of the corner!!!)

(Cash climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Tobey to get
up. As soon as he¡¯s standing, Cash leaps off and hits
a beautiful hurricanrana. Cash hooks the leg, but
Tobey kicks out in 2. Cash quickly mounts Tobey and
locks on a full choke hold. The referee starts to yell
at Cash as he makes the count. Cash breaks the count
by 4.)

Cash Flo hits Tobey Miliken.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Cash Flo punches Tobey Miliken.
Tobey Miliken punches Cash Flo.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo.
The crowd is going "We want Charles Robertson !".
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Cash Flo chops Tobey Miliken.
Cash Flo is met with a "Cash Flo sucks" chant.
Cash Flo punches Tobey Miliken.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Tobey Miliken punches Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Tobey Miliken nails Cash Flo with a flying cross bodypress.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Tobey Miliken sets up Cash Flo on the turnbuckle.
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo with Tree of Woe baseball slide.
The crowd is going "We want Charles Robertson !".

(Tobey tries to whip Cash into the corner, but he
reverses it by sending Tobey right into the referee!
The referee goes down like John Kerry in the last
election. Tobey is holding his head from where it
bumped into the referee¡¯s. As he turns around, Cash
cracks him under the chin with a super kick. Cash
slides out of the ring and starts to look under it.)

JR: What¡¯s he looking for?

(Cash pulls out one of those infamous Japanese death
match bombs. He places the bomb on the announcers
table. He slides back into the ring just as Tobey is
getting to his feet. Cash signals to Flawless, who
tosses Cash Flo a chair!!!)

JR: What¡¯s going on here King?!

King: This must be one of those Million Dollar Beat
Downs!!!

(As Tobey gets to his feet, Cash smacks him right
between the eyes with the chair. Tobey goes down. Cash
quickly tosses the chair out of the ring and grabs the
bloody Tobey. He whips him into the corner and quickly
follows in with a huge shoulder block that winds
Tobey. Cash sets Tobey on the top turnbuckle and
quickly climbs up after him.)

JR: This doesn¡¯t look good King!

(Cash plants Tobey¡¯s head between his legs and
proceeds to powerbomb him off the tope turnbuckle and
through the announcers table with bomb. KA-BOOM!!!!
The entire arena is on it¡¯s feet as a stunned silence
fills the air like the smoke from the broken table.)

JR: Cash Flo may have just killed Tobey, King!!! We
need some doctors out here right now!

King: Or some hotdogs.

(Cash slides out of the ring and grabs the shattered
body of Tobey, which he slides back into the ring.
Once inside, Cash attempts to wake the referee. After
a little while, the referee shows signs of life. Flo
hooks Tobey¡¯s leg as the referee crawls over to make
the count.)

Charles Robertson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.

KING: YAHHHH!

JR: Cash Flo goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Tobey Miliken counters it with
a side suplex.
Cash Flo begs off.
Tobey Miliken hits neckbreaker on Cash Flo.
The crowd is going "We want Charles Robertson !".
Tobey Miliken covers Cash Flo.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Tobey Miliken gives the sign for the Director's Choice.
Tobey Miliken executes the Director's Choice on Cash Flo.
Cash Flo breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Cash Flo runs into the ropes.
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo with a kick.
Tobey Miliken takes Cash Flo down with a rabbit punch.
Tobey Miliken executes a drop toehold on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken attempts to place Cash Flo on the turnbuckle, but Cash Flo
blocks it.
Tobey Miliken attempts to place Cash Flo on the turnbuckle, but Cash Flo
blocks it.
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo with a neck snap.
Cash Flo begs off.
Tobey Miliken nails Cash Flo with a neck snap.
Tobey Miliken whips Cash Flo into the ropes.
Cash Flo hits Tobey Miliken with an elbow.
Cash Flo whips Tobey Miliken into the ropes.
Tobey Miliken misses with an elbow.
Tobey Miliken hits a swinging neckbreaker on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken hits Cash Flo with a flying cross bodypress.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tobey Miliken dusts off the abs.
Tobey Miliken is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Tobey Miliken hits a neck snap on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken is going for the cover.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Tobey Miliken uses a falling headbutt on Cash Flo.
Tobey Miliken whips Cash Flo into the ropes, but Cash Flo reverses it.
Cash Flo executes a hurricanrana on Tobey Miliken.
Cash Flo nails Tobey Miliken with a hurricanrana.
Cash Flo whips Tobey Miliken into the ropes.
Tobey Miliken uses a swinging neckbreaker on Cash Flo.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Cash Flo begs off.
Tobey Miliken nails Cash Flo with a missile dropkick.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
Tobey Miliken dusts off the abs.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Tobey Miliken goes for a missile dropkick, but Cash Flo side-steps and
Tobey Miliken only hits air.
Cash Flo nails Tobey Miliken with a flying elbowdrop.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.

(A man stands on the top of the ramp with a steel chair in his hands. He looks on to the Tobey verse Cash match with interest.)
 
JR: What is that, is that who I think it is?
 
KING: Nate Adams I believe, what’s his business during this match of the greatest TV Champion ever?
 
JR: I’m not too sure about both of those statements. Maybe Nate is still mad at Tobey and wants to cost him the title?
 
KING
Dan says:
: That slime ball wouldn’t.
 
(Nate comes sliding into the ring with a steel chair in his hands. Tobey has no clue about him and gets a hard shot to the back of his head. Nate jumps on top of him and starts to punch away wildly.)
 
KING: What is he doing, he’s insane! Hold him back ref!
 
JR: This is mayhem in the ring....

KING: The ref just got decked!

JR: The ref calls for the bell.
 
The Winner by Disqualification…. CASH FLO!

KING: I'll bet they didn't expect that!
 
(Cash Flo turns Nate around and is screaming at him. Tobey gets up slowly and makes his way over to Nate and Cash. Tobey see’s the chair laying on the ground. He walks up to Nate. Tobey taps Nate on the back. Nate turns around and ducks. Tobey nails Cash Flo over the head with the chair.)


JR: NO! NO! Cash has been nailed hard over the head with that chair.
 
(Nate and Tobey look at each other and then they both smile.)
 
JR: WHAT THE?
 
(Nate and Tobey start beating on Cash Flo while he lays on the mat. Tobey picks up Cash Flo and executes the “Unedited Version”. Cash is out cold. Then suddenly the members of “The Union” walk down to the ring. The members of The Union all start beating on Cash Flo. The each take turns kicking him while he’s down. Tobey tells them to pick him up. Tobey executes the “Unedited Version” again. Nate Adams wants a crack at him now. Nate executes the “lights out”.
Nate and Tobey are laughing in the ring. Tobey then asks for Misty to come inside the ring.)
 
Tobey: Class act Nate, class act.
 
JR: We have all been suckered by Nate and Tobey both. These two aren’t fighting, they staged this whole thing.
 
King: I knew it all along.
 
Tobey: How’s the head Nate. After the vicious attack I delivered on you while ago.
 
Nate: Oh, it hurts something awful.
 
Tobey: Stage blood. Nothing like it huh?
 
(The two laugh some more.)
 
Tobey: Misty, I believe we have something for our good friend Nate Adams.
 
(Misty walks in the ring and hands Tobey a black bag.)
 
Tobey: Nate, for your awesome performance in “How to dupe the entire BMWF” I give you the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor. This was the Oscar I bought the other night at the auction. It originally went to Jeff Grey in 1975 I think for his supporting role in Cabaret. But let me tell you something Nate, you just made that performance look elementary.
 
(Tobey hands the award to Nate and the two hug. Nate holds the Oscar way up high.)
 
Tobey: Now to the members of “The Union” and to a hopeful member of “The Union” Nate Adams, I have one more thing. Nate you have been having a small problem with Witherspoon lately and well, since you helped wipe out my old problem with Cash, now that he will NEVER get a shot at my title. I have a way for rewarding you and helping you take out your old problem as well. Cue up the Bruisertron.
 
(Up on the Bruisertron, is shows Witherspoon chained up, dressed in leather shorts and a gag in his mouth. Spoon has lipstick printed lip marks all over his face and body. Witherspoon starts waking up and then looks around. Suddenly he starts screaming through the gag.)
 
Tobey: Hello Spoony my boy, how are you doing tonight?
 
(Spoon can only groan and moan loudly.)
 
Tobey: I know a bit of a surprise waiting for you in the Big Apple tonight huh?
 
(Spoon is trying to fight his wrists out of the chains but can’t.)
 
Tobey: Spoon, while our little war is over. It was over you know after I took this title from you and Howitzer, you have been picking on my boy Nate. Nate is a good decent kid. A bit young, but still a man that deserves your respect. And well… you just haven’t been respecting him. Now I know you are a bit tied up at the moment.
 
(Spoon looks in hatred at the camera towards Tobey.)
 
Tobey: Calm down Spoon. By the way what in the world are you doing back there anyways.
 
(The camera pans back and there are three huge transvestite men wearing black leather dresses and with whips and chains they are all smiling at Spoon. They are all wearing make up and a lot of lip stick.)
 
Tobey: WHOA NOW SPOONY, WHOA! You know whatever you do on your off time is completely up to you. Now Spoon I think my boy Nate has a few things to say to you.
 
(Nate nods his head at Tobey and laughs at Spoon. He takes the mic that Tobey hands him and speaks.)

Nate: Well looky here mr. Spoon. It appears you just couldn't wait till you got home to deal with your urges. I mean, I always thought you were ok in the head and just a big time talker, now you really threw us all for a twist.

(Nate laughs again.)

Nate: Now on to a more serious note, me and you. Spoon, ever since I've gotten to this place you've been giving me crap. You know what, I'm sick of it! On and on you go talking about me not being good enough or me not being able to fend for myself. I'll tell you what, I have back-up if needed.

(Nate points to 'The Union')

Nate: You see, these guys are here for me. That's why in your best interest you should lay low and stay clear of me and anything that has to do with us. Now Spoon, I'll leave you to your friends now, I really didn't mean to interupt anything between you guys....or girls......or whtever you all call eachother. Have fun Spoony.

(Nate laughs as he hands the mic to Tobey.)
 
Tobey: Now Spoon, we will let you get back to your…um…activities.
 
(Witherspoon continues to scream as the SHE-MALES start rubbing his body with their manly hands. Back in the ring, “Vertigo” plays and Tobey, Nate and the members of “The Union” are celebrating.)

>>>


(Shane Perish is standing backstage when Vernon Vanderbilt walks by. Perish grabs Vernon’s
shoulder, stopping him. Vernon turns and looks at him with an amused face.)

Vernon: Yes? May I help you?

Perish: Hwo ya doing buddy, You haven't even said hi to me since you been back.


Vernon: Listen, Shane, I’m not sure what your deal is, besides being Onionized. Seriously, is
there some sort of initiation rite that you kids go through that is supposed to make you bitter,
washed-up failures? Because if so, you’re obviously the group’s MVP.

Perish: Hey I'm not the one who lost my will to cut it or hack it. Hell you couldn't even beat me or Tamer last time you were here.

Vernon: Look, all you need to know is: A) I’m back B) Prime Time’s back and C) You and Harry
and any other Onions that want to play are going down faster than Paris Hilton at a skank
convention.

Perish: Going down huh? Alright you little washed up SOB....


Vernon: Say it, don’t spray it, troglodyte.

Perish: What is that? A troglodyte? I don't know whats wrong with you but i'm going fix it.

Vernon: Well bring it on, big boy. I can take it all!

(Perish lunges at Vernon, and they tussle briefly. Vernon nails Perish in the gut, backing him
off for a moment. Vernon backs up, only to get taken down by a Perish clothesline. They start
grappling on the ground. Suddenly, several referees, techs, and other people rush in and get the
two men separated, holding them apart from each other even as they struggle to continue their
fight.)

Vernon: You know what? Never mind! I’ll see you in the ring, babe. Be there, or be…there.

(Vernon backs off and walks away, leaving Shane Perish fuming, still being held back.)

FADE OUT

>>>

(The camera fades in to show Hardcore Harry leaning over a water fountain
taking a sip. Slim Jim Sullivan comes walking up to him with a microphone in
his hand)

Slim: Hello Harry, did you forget your water bottle tonight?

(Harry stands up from taking a sip smiling, Harry then spits the water all
over the face of Slim and snatches the microphone from his hand!)

Harry: Give me this!

(Slim starts wiping his face with his own tie. Harry then reaches out to
grab his tie and pull him closer but when he does it pops off)

Harry: Slim! A clip on!?!

(Slim looks like he is about to cry as he takes off down the hallway! Harry
turns back to the camera smiling)

Harry: Well that was easy enough. Unfortunately I am not here tonight to
embarrass Slim Jimmy, I am here tonight to handle some serious business. As
everyone knows the grand and great ol' Prime Time have re-formed and the
wonder Vernon is back to lead them on their way! Usually I wouldn't mind
something like this, but I just had a feeling Vernon would try to start
something with the Union and myself!

(Harry pulls an empty water bottle out of his blue jean vest)

Harry: Vernon just had to come back and bring Prime Time with him didn't he?
I would think Vernon would want a few weeks under his belt before he tried
to start something with The Union but I was wrong, he challenges us right
there on the spot! Now everyone knows I have never backed down from a
challenge and neither will any member of the Union! So the match was set for
tonight. The "New" Union versus Prime Time!

(Harry fills his water bottle up from the fountain taking a few seconds)

Harry: I have respect for you Vernon, I can't say that for anyone else in
Prime Time but I do have respect for you so don't ruin it okay? Don't try
and drag this thing out, after Shane and I defeat you and Tamer just walk
back to your lower class locker room, drink your lower class wine, and live
your lower class careers to the fullest! Because The "New" Union is the
upper class of the BMWF, soon enough we will be without a doubt the most
dominate stable! Not Prime Time, not LWO.. The "New" Union wi