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

(Lowedown and Flame are seen pulling into the Idaho Center as he parks his truck next to the production trailer. Lowedown looks around for a moment and stares at his wife Flame for a moment and shakes his head in confusion...)

Flame:Something wrong baby?

LD:You don't hear it? Tell me you don't hear it.

Flame:I'm not hearing anything baby. What are you hearing? Is it a popping or clicking sound? A humming or buzzing sound?

LD:It's more like...it's more like...it's more like the sound of that Pokemon cartoon being played over and over in my head. Man is that annoying or what?

Flame:Wait a second baby. Aren't you facing Ryushi tonight?

LD:I think so.

Flame:That's gotta be it. Didn't you say that everytime you saw Ryushi that the Pokemon cartoon played inside your head?

LD:You're right honey. I knew every time I saw him wrestling I wanted to pull a card out and scream, "I CHOOSE YOU PIKACHU!"

(Crowd laughs)

Flame:What have you got against this rookie? He just wants to step in the ring with the World champion and get his fifteen minutes of fame.

LD:Fifteen minutes? This kid weighs about 150 pounds baby. He'll be lucky if he last fifteen seconds in the ring.

(Lowedown grabs his bag out of the back of his pick-up and then sees Michael Bole stepping out of the backstage area and takes a sip of his coffee, Lowedown shouts at him and Bole nearly spits his coffee out onto his own shoes...)

Bole:Oh no! Not again!

LD:Take it easy Bole. Everything is cool right now with me. It wasn't your fault those rental cops got their @$$e$ handed to them. I told them exactly what would happened and they didn't listen to me. I didn't mean to bump into you like that. Can you accept my apology?

Bole:Well, I know it was just an accident. I just almost became part of the carnage.

Flame:Look Michael, it was a simple accident. If those Toys R' Us cops would have just let us in then no one would have been hurt.

LD:I do hear that one of them will be back on solid food in a few weeks if that makes you feel better.

Bole:Um...not really. It worries me more to be honest.

Flame:Look Bole, we need to ask you a question here.

Bole:I'll answer it as best as I can.

LD:Did Pokemon ask for this match up tonight against me?

Bole:You mean Ryushi Fujita?

LD:No...I meant Pokemon. What in the world made him put him name on a contract to face me? I don't want to toot my own horn here, but this is not a fair match up here.

Bole:Well, I do agree that he is a smaller opponent here and you are more experienced in this business.

LD:I'm talking about it being unfair to me Bole.

Bole:What do you mean? You're a four time World Heavyweight champion. A multi title holder and one of the toughest guys in the business.

LD:(All said sarcatically)But can I shoot electric bolts out my @$$ like Ryushi? NO! Can I run around the ring with flashing speed to the point where I practically become invisble? NO! Can I fit into that tiny lil' ball whenever I feel like it?

(Flame interjects)

Flame:There's no way about that. You're too "big" to fit into a lil' ball like that.

LD:(Impersonating Elvis) Why thank you..thank you very much.

Bole:You're just making fun of Ryushi aren't you?

LD:Just a lil' bit. Let me run something by you Michael. This Ryushi here, he isn't looking to have a friendly wrestling match against the World champion.

Bole:He's not?

LD:Ryushi thinks he's got a shot against the good guy. He thinks that if he can squeeze a quick pinfall against the champ that he'll be recognized as the "big" little man in the business right?

Bole:Well...

LD:Let me asnwer it for you Michael. Ryushi will learn that when he steps into my ring and tries to steal my thunder, he pays the price plain and simple. Tonight, Ryushi and Pokemon will have something in common.

Flame:What's that?

LD:You will see Ryushi flying around so much around the ring that he will almost look invisble. He'll be thrown around the ring so much that he won't be on the ground at all. That is the Lowedown on that Bole. Now, I think we should end this on a high note don't you baby?

Flame:If I may..

(Flame looks up and then shouts out loud...)

Flame:BOISE, IDAHO!

(Crowd pops)

Flame:WOLFPAC...IN...THE...

Flame & Crowd:HOUSE!!!

(Lowedown and Flame make their way towards the locker room area as Michael Bole looks at his now cold cup of coffee...)

fade...

Achu and Big Bubba Bossman defeated The Darkside Demons (Ravnos and Slayder)
when Achu defeated Slayder by disqualification in 0:07:33.
Rating: * 1/4

(The camera fades in to show Hardcore Harry sitting in the Union locker room
all alone. He is seems to be starring at something or someone off camera)

Harry: It’s been great man but I just don’t think we can work together
anymore.

KING: Who is Harry talking too? Is it a Union member?

JR: I don’t know King.

Harry: Things are about to get messy and I just think I need to go out there
along without you man, I’m truly sorry about this.

(Just then the locker room door opens and Slim Jim Sullivan comes walking
into the room mic in hand)

Harry: I guess your mother didn’t teach you any manners did she? What if
this was an extremely important conversation Slim?

Slim: Uh, sorry. I just needed to ask you a few questions if you don’t mind.

Harry: Seeing how I am the number one contender and all the attention is on
me, go ahead.

Slim: No problem, last month’s pay per view main event featured Lowedown
defending his title against “The Sledge” do you think you can put on a match
as they did.

(Harry chuckles to himself)

Harry: You’re a funny guy Slim, watching a monkey running around for hours
in a cage would have been more entertaining than watching them two city boys
fight it out. I mean did anyone really think Sledge had a chance?

Slim: Well I’m sure a lot of people don’t think you have a chance either.

Harry: You see Slim, that right there is what separates you from anyone who
has a shred of sense! You don’t stand in my face and bad mouth me!

Slim: I wasn’t I just….

Harry: Shut your BLEEPing mouth!!!

KING: WHAT!!??!!

Harry: Now listen to me!!!

(Harry turns his attention towards the camera now)

Harry: Sledge had no chance in hell just like Dozer has no chance tonight!
Lowedown used Sledge as a message to let everyone know how bad he is, well
tonight I will use his own brother as a message to show him just who he is
dealing with.

(Harry looks back to Slim)

Harry: But why not start a little early with that message!?! Come here you
little BLEEP!!!

KING: Get out of there Slim!

(Harry goes to grab for Slim but he takes off down the hall safely)

Fade……

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room.
Vernon Vanderbilt is sitting in front of his mirror,
putting the finishing touches on his make-up for the
evening. Tamer is nearby, doing push ups.)

Vernon: So you actually kissed her?

Tamer: Well, yeah. It just, you know, happened.

Vernon: Let me get the facts str...er...organized
here. You locked lips with Rachel, who happens to be
the girlfriend of Tyrone Smith, our partner tonight?

Tamer: Yes.

Vernon: Good gawd, boy! What were you thinking?

Tamer: I wasn't, Vern. This whole thing is just
getting too confusing, you know?

Vernon: Look, I'm not going to fault you or judge you
for this. Sometimes romance flourishes in unexpected
ways. Besides, how could you possibly have foreseen
that we would be teaming with that monster tonight?

Tamer: I couldn't have.

Vernon: Exactly. Besides, you're Prime Time. You're
family. You know I'm standing beside you tonight,
regardless of what Tyrone decides to do.

Tamer: Thanks, Vern.

Vernon: It's the least I can do. Besides, even if it
were only the two of us, I have a sneaking suspicion
that we'd do alright tonight. Look at the opposition.
Asylum is so nutty, he makes a Snickers bar
unsatisfying. Latino Heat's brain must be somewhere
south of the border to step into this match. And
Dawg, well...he's the Dawg.

Tamer: Well, regardless, I'm not exactly looking
forward to facing Tyrone. What am I supposed to say?

Vernon: You know what I've always done when in
situations like this?

Tamer: What?

Vernon: I don't say a damn thing. I just pretend
there's nothing to talk about, and hope the problem
goes away.

Tamer: And does that work?

Vernon: (thinking) Hmmm. Actually, not usually.

Tamer: Thanks a lot. That's very comforting.

Vernon: Look, try not to worry about it. We'll have
Clancy and Truck there with us, so, if nothing else,
he'll be outnumbered.

Tamer: Let's just hope it doesn't come to that.
Maybe he'll understand.

Vernon: (laughing loudly) Understand!? Ha! This is
Tyrone Smith we're talking about, right? The Jamaican
Giant and resident BMWF bad@$$? There's no way he's
going to be rational about this. The best we can hope
to do is subdue him long enough to work out some
damage control. If we can keep him in order long
enough to win this match, then we'll deal with what
happens next.

Tamer: You're quite the optimist, Vern.

Vernon: I'm a realist, Tamer. Don't act like it's a
bad thing.

Tamer: Whatever. Let's just get this over with.

Vernon: Right on, buddy.

(They stand and exit the room.)

(We cut to Michael Bole outside the arena.)

Bole: Bole here. It seems that from what I've been hearing, the Eco-System
has ben exceptionally busy in their home country of Norway visiting friends and
family. That being said, it has been officially deemed impossible that they
will be able-

(A Taxi cab drives up behind Bole but he does not notice.)

Bole: to show up tonight, That simply means some lower-level folk will have
to take their places, and we apologize for the inconvience.

(The Eco-System steps out of the cab as the crowd cheers inside. Inferno tap
Bole on the shoulder.)

Bole: (turning around) Inferno! Mineral! Aquatic! What the-

Aquatic: Our flight just got here an hour ago, Bole.

Mineral: Didn't want to waste any time.

Inferno: Like a famous lyricist once said: "I got a lot of livin', to do
'fore I die, and I ain't got time to waste...

Eco-System: LET'S MAKE IT!

(The Eco-System enters the building.)

FADE

Aquatic and Jacklyne J. defeated Athena Hashi and Judge Moody when Aquatic
pinned Athena with the Ice Breaker in 0:07:15.
Rating: * 3/4

(Points of Authority hits the PA system. Red laser lights go over the crowd. Jacklyn j. comes out to an eruption of cheers from the crowd. She runs down the ramp and slides in the ring she jumps up on a turnbuckle and taunts to the crowd. She does a backflip on to start the match.)

(Dozer is seen training in the bWo locker room as he hoists the massive weight high in the air. Sylvia walks in as Dozer finishes his set and drops the wieght down on the floor...)

Sylvia:Looking good tonight baby. It looks like you are ready for the so called Hardcore Harry tonight.

Dozer:Harry might think he's the number one contender, but all he is to me is the next to be bulldozed to hell!

Sylvia:Did you see his heartfelt act of desperation against your brother? I almost pulled a Kleenex and wiped a tear away.

Dozer:You're kidding me right?

Sylvia:Of course I'm kidding. Harry is the biggest joke in the locker room if you ask me. I was kind of thinking of what to get Harry for Christmas.

Dozer:Oh this I have to hear. What could you get Harry for Christmas?

Sylvia:These Tony Robbins self motivational tapes here would help him get over his act of desperation here.

(Suddenly, Lowedown and Flame walk into the locker room and are carrying some gift wrap and a few bows in her hair...)

LD:Did you already wrap up Harry's present?

Sylvia:Not yet. Did you know Tony Robbins even autographed it because he heard how bad Harry was feeling?

Flame:You know we could keep it and sell it on E-Bay?

LD:Honey! I'm shocked at you! How could you say something like that after seeing Harry's desperation and outright calling for help?

Flame:We could get at least $1500 for it.

LD:Now that's just...$1500? Sell that sonofableep!

Sylvia:What about Harry though?

LD:We'll get him a fruitcake!

Dozer:Good point.

(Kurt Dangle makes his way into the bWo locker room carrying a large fruitcake...Editor's note: No, Dangle is not carrying himself.)

Kurt:Hey everybody! I brought some fruitcake for everyone.

LD:Is that Mama Dangle's famous fruitcake?

Kurt:Absolutely! I like it almost as much her famous double chocolate chunk macadamia cookies. Did I hear you say you wanted to give some fruitcake to Harry for Christmas?

Dozer:We were thinking that or these motivational tapes from Tony Robbins.

Kurt:Tony Robbins? I heard someone got almost $1500 on E-Bay for those tapes! And they were even sgined! It's true! It's motivationally true!

(The bWo members laugh as the camera fades...)

fade...

(Tyrone enters the arena via the loading dock. He's in his street clothes
and carrying his gym bag. Michael Bole runs up to him)

Bole: Tyrone! Tyrone! Given what happened monday, are you and Rachel still
together?

Tyrone: Yeah, last I checked, couples are allowed to fight...

Bole: Even after what happened with her and Tamer?

Tyrone: Bole... what da rass ya talkin' bout?! Why don't ya stop playing
gossip maker and ask me 'bout my match t'night?

Bole: Oh..... ok..... Well, how are you and Tamer going to coexist in this
match after what he did with Rach....

Tyrone: BOLE! Son... ya just don't get it do ya? I have no idea what da rass
yer talkin' 'bout wit' my girl an' her lil' name-stealin' friends. Stick to
my match, PLEASE!

Bole: Ok... well, how does it feel to face the Dawg yet again after what
happened Monday?

Tyrone: DAT'S IT! One... don't talk to me 'bout Rachel... Two... an'
remember dis good... NEVER say dat mutt's name in my presence EVER
again..... Dis interview is OVER!

(The scene opens in a hole in the wall bar on the south side of town. The lights inside the bar are dim, mostly because the bulbs are burnt out. There’s beer cans sitting on the bar, and the ashtrays are over flowing. The exhaust system doesn’t work so you could cut the hanging smoke with a dull knife. Towards the back, sitting at a wooden table that has initials carved all over the top, is The Dawg. Seven empty bottles of beer are sitting on the table, and two bottles of Jack, one empty and the other half full. The Dawg sloshes down a shot of Jack and chases it with a little beer as he mumbles to himself.)

The Dawg: Hooow am I going to change?

(The Dawg taps his shot glass on the table.)

The Dawg: Hooow am I going to keep quiet?

(The Dawg pours another shot.)

The Dawg: III’vvveee always run my mouth!

(The Dawg shoots down the shot of Jack but forgets the beer.)

The Dawg: Hooow am I going to get mmma ean and nassy?

(The Dawg pours another shot.)

The Dawg: Hooow am I going to learn some thhhree dollar words?

(The Dawg slams down the shot of Jack and picks up a beer and empties it.)

The Dawg: Weeellll I don’t ga ive a darn if those ga uys don’t like me, I’m The Dawg, and I like me.

(The Dawg stands up, bumping the table and knocking bottles off.)

The Dawg: III’mm ma eaner than any ole junkyard dog, III’mmm the ma eaniest Dawg in the whole damn yard!

(The Dawg staggers up to the bar a tosses fifty on the bar.)

The Dawg: Aaannd all those suuuccck egg mules neeed to staay out of my waaay!!!

(The Dawg woobles towards the front door.)

The Dawg: III got to gooo kick some taaaiil!

Fade

(Cameras go live outside of the Idaho Center to see a Black Viper with white lightning bolts down the sides and a big lightning bolt on the hood pull up to the arena. White Lightning steps out with his signature full white suit and silver sunglasses on. He has a gym bag over his shoulder and the bWo TV Title over the other shoulder. White Lightning begins to walk into the arena, as he is walking in, a big black truck pulls into the parking lot beside the black viper. Big Kev walks out of the truck. White Lightning walks over to him and the two talk for a moment and then Michael Bole rushes over to them.)

Bole: White Lightning, can I get a quick word with you?

White Lightning: Sure

Bole: How do you feel about your triple threat match tonight with Master Z and Ignition?

White Lightning: It's simple Bole, in two weeks at the Lethal Lottery, myself and Ignition will be teaming up. It just so happens to be that Master Z is one of our opponents. A slot in the Bedlam Bowl will be on the line. This is the perfect time for myself and Ignition to take Master Z out of this match. Many people may think that tonight's match is every man for himself, but it is not. I will take every opportunity I have to finish Master Z so he can't compete at Lethal Lottery.

Bole: White Lightning, How do you feel about your TV Title defense with Asylum on Bedlam?

White Lightning: Nothing new, I defend this title week in and week out. There is no one who can stop me!

Bole: My last question is, why does Big Kev interfere in your matches of late, are you losing confidence?

White Lightning: WHAT?!?!

(Big Kev looks at Bole with an evil look and Michael Bole starts to back up before taking off in a dead sprint into the arena.)

White Lightning: That little man will never learn

Big Kev: All right, let's go in

(White Lightning and Big Kev walk into the arena as the camera fades….)

(A camera backstage shows Kolic standing with a mystery figure in the Rock
Star Inc locker room. Kolic appears to be smiling as the camera can barely
look over the massive shoulder of the mysterious figure. Kolic looks nervous
as he tries to speak...)

Kolic: So, are you up for this?

(The mystery figure walks in front of the camera dressed in a black robe.
You can see a bit of black hair from the side of the hood as the figure
speaks in a deep, dark, voice...)

Figure: Explain this to me one more time so I can make my decision.

Kolic: About the Hell in the Cell?

Figure: Yes. The Hell in the Cell. Speak quickly before I decide even
quicker.

Kolic: Our Seasons Beatings match, that's why you're here with Rock Star
Inc. Eco-System's bringing the entire Prime Time roster into the match, and
we need someone to back us up. Think you're up for it?

Figure: Am I up for it? Surely you must be joking to ask such a question of
me! Prime Time is a useless waste of mortal life which needs to be
extinguished. The Rock Star Inc against Prime Time with me in your corner? I
could crush Prime Time with my bare hands almost as easy as you will at
Bedlam.

Kolic: Wow, that's some energy. You're gonna need it
against...*snicker*...Prime Time!

(Kolic and the nystery figure start laughing as the figure extends his
gloved hand out to Kolic. Kolic nervously extends his hand out and shakes
hands as he looks up at the hooded figure.

Kolic: You're a lot taller than I thought you'd be.

Figure: I stand over everyone. I agree to help you.

Kolic: So everything's taken care of? Great! See you soon!

(The mystery figure disappears as Tai approaches. The mystery figure and Tai
give each other a quick glance and Tai shakes as he feels like the devil
just stared into his eyes...)

Tai: So? Did he say yes?

Kolic: I think we have our "Devil" in disguise. You ready to take on
Inferno?

Tai: You bet. Ready for Mineral?

Kolic: Oh yeah. We have our matches next, we'd better go!

(Tai and Kolic leave the room as the camera fades)

(Match Spot, toward the middle)

(Kolic attempts to whip Mineral into the ropes, but Mineral reverses.
Mineral tries a boot to the face, but Kolic slides under Mineral. Mineral
turns around, and Kolic hits a dropkick. Mineral stands up, and Kolic hits
another dropkick. Kolic rebounds off the ropes and hits a plancha. Kolic
waits for Mineral to stand, then rebounds off the ropes and hits a
hurricanrana. Kolic follows it with a frogsplash. Kolic goes for the pin.)

(The Dawg wheels into the Idaho Center parking lot on a bicycle. He hits a curb and falls off the bike landing on his back. He slowly gets to his feet and tries to brush himself off, but he can’t decide what is old dirt, and what is new.)

The Dawg: Waahen III find that suuummer bleep that tooook myy car, I I I’mm really ga oing to talk ma ean to him.

(Trying to gather up all the composer that he can muster, The Dawg takes a couple of side steps and enters the arena.)

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

(Suddenly, "Fever Dog" by Stillwater plays as Lowedown, Dozer, Flame, and Sylvia step out of the entrance way and raise their arms up high and give the Wolfpac sign to the crowd. All four rush down to the ring andtake a side of the ring as the crowd chants for the bWo members. As all four members leap up on the apron, pyro shoots out from all four corners and each member enters the ring. Lowedown looks around the ring for a moment as he then takes the microphone and is about to speak when Dozer places his hand on his brother's shoulder. Dozer holds out his hand and motions for the microphone. Lowedown slowly hands the microphone to Dozer who then brings the microphone up...)

Dozer:Yes I do believe it's time that you hear what the Bulldozer has to say. Now, I've been listening to some people in the back talking about Harry this and Harry that and it's so boring! I don't need to take a sleeping pill anymore thanks to you Harry. I just listen to your desperate blabber about the chance to be the World champion and it's ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

(Crowd laughs)

Dozer:You and I aren't strangers Harry and I know I don't have the best track record. What I do have is the ability to beat you in this very ring here tonight in Idaho in front of all our bWo-ites!

(Crowd pops)

Dozer:My brother had to remind you that you were the d@mn number one contender ya joke! And now you suddenly think you have what it takes to become the World champion? I don't think you do son. Do you know why? Because you aren't going to make to Lethal Lottery you ignorant sonofableep! You can't get past the Bulldozer tonight and you sure as hell can't get the World title around my brother's waist! Talk to the peeps brother!

(Dozer tosses the microphone to his brother who catches it behind his back and gets a bit of applause from the crowd. Lowedown then looks to the crowd and smiles...)

LD:First of all, I wish to apologize to all those rent-a-cops back there in Washington for my vicious attack last week. I hope each one of them gets out of the hospital and are able to walk fully upright soon. My hats off to ya boys!

(Lowedown gives a sarcastic smile to the camera as he then gives a "Thumbs up!" to the crowd...)

LD:But I have always said that I'm walking your way, you plain and simply need to get the BLEEP out of my way boys. Next time I'm in Seattle, feel free to have a doughnut on me!

(Crowd laughs)

LD:Now listen up my peeps! I got something to say to Ryushi Pokemon and if you're back there Pokemon boy, I'd pay attention. Ryushi, what in the hell do you think you're doing here tonight? Now, I can understand you wanting one day maybe years from now when you actually grow some hair on your chest and start thinking about girls that you could step into the ring with YOUR World champion. Somehow you managed to beg and plead the head honchos that you wanted the wrestling lesson of your life. Well, I got news for you Pokemon...you're going to get that lesson here tonight!

(Lowedown looks around for a moment and then holds his hand up for a moment...)

LD:Maybe that sounded a lil' rude on my part. Maybe Ryushi is just a young up and comer kind of wrestler who just wants an opportunity. I've always said that I like to see a bit of aggression and desire from someone just starting in the business and perhaps you are one of those special ones. Maybe you are someone who I can see as a future bWo superstar! Let me see it on the Bruisertron if you can set it up for me!

(The Bruisertron lights up to show the slogan...)

B...W...O! RYUSHI FUJITA! FOR LIFE!

(Then, a picture of the entire bWo comes up on the Bruisertron and a cut out of Ryushi stands in front of of them in rare form. Lowedown then suddenly shakes his head in disbelief...)

LD:Then again, that has got to be the stupidest idea I have ever thought of! FLUSH THAT PIECE OF BLEEP!

(A flushing sound is heard over the Bruisertron and the cut out of Ryushi begins to spin around and around and then disappears off the screen...)

LD:Oh I feel so much better now! Ryushi, I want you to truly think about tonight and what I am going to do to you here tonight. Get ready for pain because I fully intend on bringing it to you! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

LD:That is the Lowedown on that!

(The bWo entrance music plays as all four bWo members leave the ring and shake hands with the peeps in the crowd...)

fade...

("Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt, Truck, and Mr.
Beauregarde are standing backstage with Michael Bole.
Clancy is holding a banjo, Truck is holding a 2x4, and
Vernon is holding a large, heavy flashlight.)

Bole: Thank you for this time, tonight. Now...

Truck: Shhhh! We got somethin' t'say right now.

Bole: Oh. Well, go for it.

(Bole holds the microphone toward Truck.)

Truck: Naw! We gon' say it with our fists, Mr. Bole.
Follow us, and make sure that camera man keeps up!

Bole: OK then.

(They head off down the hallway in search of their
prey.)

Bole: So who are we looking for?

Clancy: You oughtta know the answer to that one,
Michael.

Truck: Hush! We don' wanna tip 'em off!

(They continue down the hallway. The group comes to a
corner, and Truck peeks around it.)

Truck: They's down there by the vending machines.
Let's go while they got their backs turned.

(Truck, Clancy, and Vernon creep down the hallway as
Bole and the camera guy hang back a bit. They get
within about 10 feet of their targets, and we see that
it is none other than White Lightning and Big Kev
Nash! Clancy readies the banjo, as Vernon and Truck
raise their weapons. Clancy starts to pick out a tune
that turns out to be the opening to "Dueling Banjos."
As Whitey and Kev are momentarily confused, Truck
smashes Kev with the 2x4 in the back of the head. Kev
goes down, and Truck kicks him in the face.)

Truck: You shore do have a purdy mouth!

(Before Whitey can react, he gets clocked by Vernon's
flashlight. Vernon lays into Whitey with the
flashlight and assorted kicks, as Truck beats Kev into
the ground with alternating stomps and 2x4 blows. The
carnage continues for a moment, then they let off and
stand back to admire their handiwork.)

Truck: (To Bole) You guys get that?

Bole: Yes.

Truck: Good! Get us a copy of this. I'm gonna love
watching this later.

(The Prime Time members make a hasty exit, leaving
Whitey and Kev on the ground, bloodied and dazed.)

FADE OUT

(The camera cuts backstage where Michael Bole is shown standing in the parking lot by himself.)

Bole: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that The Judge will not be able to make it here tonight due to some family problems back at home. He will be at Bedlam next week however and says he is ready to win. Thank you for your time.

(The camera fades.)

(The scene opens at the door to Tyrone Smiths locker room where five DEA agents are talking to Tyrone.)

DEA agent: Mr. Smith, you’re under arrest for possession of an illegal substance with intent to distribute. You’ll have to come with us.

(The agents try to put the handcuffs on Tyrone, but Tyrone catches them with a boot to
the stomach. He hoists his attacker up and quickly Ganja Drops him, laying out
the would-be attacker)

Tyrone: Ya t'ought ya'd get da best of Step Daddy... Wake da (beep) up, boy!

(Tyrone stomps on his would-be attacker repeatedly before spitting on him
and walking away)

(Tamer is in the Prime time locker room doing sit-ups. Tamer checks his
watch then quickly gets to his feet. Tamer turns to look at the camera.)

Tamer: How ya doing Idaho? (Cheap pop) Oh yeah. Tonight I will wrestle the
first match of my second year here in the BMWF. The first year was one hell
of a ride. It started off fast and furious and never slowed down. I have no
doubt that this year will be a lot of the same. But there will be
differences. For example, you can expect me to whoop a lot more ass, not to
mention I’m going to raise my intensity, and you can also expect even more
success from me. So tonight in my first match of my second year I will be
facing the clinically insane Asylum, The man with no wasted motion Latino
Heat, and the literal Under-Dawg. I will teaming with the Furnace of
Fabulousity mister Vernon Vanderbilt and Tyrone Smith…actually you know
what perhaps I shouldn’t talk about Mr. Smith. Anyway tonight the match
will be electric. I know you guys the fans will be off the charts. So
without further ado I’m gonna get ready then I’m going to come to that ring
and throw some carcasses around.

(Tamer pushes the camera to face the floor as it fades.)

(The scene opens up in the parking lot of the Idaho center. The camera man
walks up to a black stretch limp and proceeds to knock several times. After
a minute or so of knocking the back door opens up and three women wearing
nothing but skimpy lingerie scamper out of the limo. As one of the women
step out she looks the camera man up and down and winks at him. The women
start walking away the camera man zooms into all three butts.)

Ignition: Enjoying yourself I see. . .

(The camera whips around to see Ignition standing outside the limp wearing a
white leather tank-top, and white leather pants. He has on a winter chook
hat, and white sunglasses.)

Ignition: Hey girls, come here, and say good bye to big Igg. . .

(All three girls run and jump to Ignition, greeting him with hugs.)

Ignition: Alright girls, remember what we talked about?

(All three girls shake their heads up and down.)

Ignition: Who’s the ho?

All three girls: I-Da-HO!!!

(Ignition laughs and shakes his fist in the air.)

Ignition: So corny, but yet so fitting. Anyways girls, hit the road,
Ignition has quite the task ahead of him tonight, and I don’t need women
fogging my mind. So hit the road will ya. . . Here’s some money for a cab.

(Ignition takes out his wallet from his back pocket. He throws three fifty
dollar bills on the ground as he turns around and walks away.)

Ignition: Tonight . . .WAIT! I almost forgot something. . .

(Ignition turns around and runs to the limousine. He goes to the front
passenger door and opens it up. He pulls out his United States Title belt
and straps it around his shoulder. Ignition starts walking to the
illuminated hallway.)

Ignition: Anyways, Tonight. . .

(Ignition sighs)

Ignition: I face Master friggen Z, and my Season’s Beatings partner, White
Lightning in a triple threat match. To get one thing out of the way first of
though, my United States Title belt will NOT be on the line. . .

(Ignition smiles and pats his belt a few times.)

Ignition: Master Z, the legend, the quote greatest the BMWF has ever had
unquote, and White Lightning, the quote chosen one unquote. It’s like, don’t
talk yourself up TOO much or anything. Seriously though, listen to the way
these cats talk about themselves. I know one thing though, both these guys
are dirty fighters, and we are talking dirtier then Alabama Fred’s teeth!
Master Z has been known to do throw the rulebook out the window at times and
do anything it takes to walk out of the ring with the win flying high over
his head. White Lightning, well . . . we ALL know what this puke bucket will
do when it comes right down to it. The thing is, these guys win with cheap
tactics and dirty maneuvers, and they don’t look good doing it.

(Ignition comes to his locker room door, he opens it and walks in. Ignition
breathes in deeply.)

Ignition: AHH, smells good in here. The difference between me, and my
opponents tonight is I wrestle with style, I win, and I look good doing it.
They win, and they look like morons. You see Z, you sacrifice the wonderful,
ever loving fans, for cheap tricks, and crazy victories ya don’t deserve.
You made a mistake this month though Masta, you got rid of the greatest
thing you had going for ya. . .the bWo. You guys had the monopoly on this
fed, and now that you left, they have a winding down champion, whose career
is about to be washed up, and a couple of crazy boys who don’t know their
head’s from there. . . nevermind. . .

(Ignition shakes his head.)

Ignition: Whitey, the trials and tribulations I have had with you, or should
I say Big Kev? They have been entertaining for many, but for me they were
pure, and utter trilling. I loved putting your body through the physical
max. The thing is Whitey, we are teaming up for one night only, and that
night is not tonight. I may be the underdog going into this match, but don’t
be surprised when I walk out of this match tonight hand held high. The
biggest thing I have goin for me is the thousands of fans here in Idaho
cheering for me!

(Ignition looks at his belt again)

Ignition: Now, I have something I wanna talk about. Last week, Tamer tried
to take my US title belt away from me. Tamer, you didn’t do it! You had the
chance to walk out a champion, and ya couldn’t capitalize! I have been
saying it for weeks now, you aren’t good in the clutch, and that match just
further enforces me. When I heard your boned popping, and you screaming
while you were in the Exhaustion, I was thinking, THAT’S RIGHT! You came and
tried to take something very near and dear to my heart, my United States
belt! Do you not understand that I am not giving this thing up for a long,
long time?! I have fought to hard, and to long to have some tag along like
you come along and strip my belt. NO, not gonna happen, nice try though.

(Ignition gets up and walks to the mini fridge. He opens it up and takes out
of Bud.)

Igniton: I can’t wait until Season’s Beatings. When Whitey and I roll over
Verne, and get our golden ticket into the depths of the Rumble, I will look
at the Z and V connection and smirk. Why smirk? Well, after the Z and V
connection are in the ring, decimated and defeated, they will know, along
with EVERYONE else, that Ignition is a force to be reckoned with and taken
seriously. If I have to do all of the work myself, so be it, if Whtiey backs
me up, so be it, but either way, I am goin to the rumble!

(Ignition sits on his couch and chugs his beer as the camera fades.)

Handicap-Match:
Prime Time (Tamer and Vernon Vanderbilt) and Tyrone Smith defeated
Asylum and The Dawg in 0:17:58.
Rating: *** 1/2

(A Blinding flash goes off with a thunderous boom. Blue strobes og voer the crowd. Awake by Godsmack hits the PA system and Asylum comes out from behind the curtain and walks down to the ring he slides in and jumps on a turnbuckles. Asylum taunts to the crowd while pyro shoots off the other turnbcuckles. Asylum hops down and flips Tyrone Smith off.)

(The music by the BaHa Men, “Who Let the Dawgs Out,” starts to rattle the rafters in the Idaho Center, as The Dawg walks out on the stage carrying a bottle of aspirin and a jar of pickle juice. He stops and swallows some aspirin and washes them down with the juice.)

The Dawg: Has anyone seen that darn taco bell dog?

(Not taking time to wait for a reply, The Dawg heads down the ramp to the ring.)

Match

(The Dawg tags in and stomps across the ring where he nails his worthy opponent with a right upper cut that sends him back a couple of steps. The Dawg whips him across the ring into the ropes and takes him off his feet with a clothesline. He steps on his arm with one foot and holds it down, as he uses the other foot to stomp his hand, one, two, three times. The Dawg goes back to his corner and tags out.)

(Dawg tags Asylum in Asylum gets in and Asylum and Dawg double suplex Tamer. Asylum turns kicks Dawg the gut, Asylum delivers the committed to Dawg. Asylum walks over to the other teams Turnbuckle flips them all off and walks out of the ring and back up the ramp to the locker rooms.)

Dozer Phillips defeated Hardcore Harry by disqualification in 0:12:40.
Rating: ** 1/2

(Dozer wasted no time as he went after Harry by picking up Harry and rammed his back into the corner. Dozer threw reckless rights and lefts as he tried to bring Harry down to the mat. Dozer continued to slam his heavy forearms onto the head and neck of Harry. Dozer whipped Harry into the opposite corner and followed in right behind him with a vicious clothesline. Dozer hip tossed Harry out into the middle of the ring and then nailed him with a dropkick to the back of the head...)

(Dozer locked on a front face lock on Harry and placed his massive weight on the head and neck of Harry. From the entrance way came Lowedown as he walked down to the ring and grabbed a steel chair and sat down in one of the corner and watched on. Dozer looked over to see his brother applying the front lock and cheered him on...)

(later on...)

(Dozer whipped Harry into the ropes and caught Harry with the big boot and then dropped a leg drop on the neck of Harry. Dozer looked out to the crowd as he grabbed Harry off of the mat and hoisted him high in the air and drove him down with a hard powerslam that took the wind out of Harry. Dozer climbed up to the 2nd rope and delivered a elbow drop to Harry's sternum. Dozer then dropped down and choked out Harry in the center of the ring...)

(Dozer whipped Harry into the ropes and caught him with a high back body drop as Lowedown applauded and made the motion for the Bulldozer. Dozer locked on the bear hug and shook Harry viciously back and forth like a rag doll as he refused to let up on Harry. Dozer finally placed Harry's feet down on the mat and wrapped his hand around the neck of Harry and delivered a choke slam out of the blue...)

(Towards the end...)

(Dozer nailed Harry with a spinebuster in the center of the ring and then gave the Wolfpac signal as he dropped down and nailed Harry with repeated right hands to the side of the head and then finally picked Harry back up and placed him in the bear hug again. Dozer then rushed the corner and drove Harry's lower back into the corner and then executed the Bulldozer...)

(Lowedown leapt up onto the ring and just stared at Harry to break his momentum. As the referee tried to get Lowedown off the apron, Dozer caught Harry with a low blow from behind and then rolled him up and locked onto Harry's tights out of the referee's sight and attempted a pinfall...)

*AFTER THE MATCH*

(“Back Up” by 12 Stones blares over the PA system as Harry instantly rolls
out of the ring and Harry goes under the ring looking for something and then
comes out with the wrapped up twine of barbwire)

(Harry begins to un-wrap the barbwire and starts to wrap it around the neck
of Dozer! Harry then walks over attaching it to the top rope with very
little slack. The crowd is booing as loud as they can towards Harry but he
seems to be ignoring them. Harry then waves buh-bye into the face of Dozer
and tosses him over the top rope causing the barbwire to jerk back on his
neck)

(As Dozer is squirming around trying to get air, Harry slowly and calmly
walks over grabbing a microphone signaling for the music to be cut)

Harry: Would you look that this pathetic weakling, he came out here talkin’
all that BLEEP but could he back it up? You be the judge of that. As I said
Lowedown I wanted to send you a little message tonight and here it is, your
almost lifeless brother!!!

(EMT’s come rushing down to the ring and quickly cut the barbwire saving
Dozer’s life. They help carry him off and out of the arena)

Harry: Ahhhh, go ruin all the fun.

(Harry chuckles)

Harry: Lowedown what I have done tonight was only a warning and what will
only be the beginning of the new World Champion era, one, whether you like
it or not will take place so I will see you at Bedlam face to face city boy!

(“Back Up” by 12 Stones kicks back up over the PA system as Harry drops the
mic and rolls out of the ring walking up the ramp to many boos)

(Ignition is standing in the hallway pacing back in forth. Ignition is
wearing his white leather tank-top over a black T-shirt, and white leather
pants. He has on a winter chook hat and white sunglasses. The United States
Championship belt is on his shoulder.)

Ignition: Triple Threat. . .what does that mean to me? It means PURE chaos!
It means all plugs are pulled and its time to game on! There is no safe
haven, no time out zone. It all craziness and I am gonna be taking on two
guys that have been on one heck of a roll!! Granted, I think Whitey is a
good for nothing schmuck, he has been on a roll since September. As for Z,
well what else do I have to say besides his name? The thing is, the Best
Young Gun in the BMWF is becoming more powerful each passing week, and I am
not stopping. Soon I will pass Z and Whitey, but tonight, I have to show
them what I do best, and that’s work the crowd on my opponent.

(Ignition paces back and forth with his head down, then up.)

Ignition: Nervousness is not my thing. . . . neither is fear. Most BMWF’ers
would have their boots shaking off, but not Ignition. When I seen the names
of Z and Whtiey on that schedule sheet, I smiled. I love the challenge, I
love the excitement, and I love the atmosphere of big time wrestling. These
guys have seen it all for the most part, especially Z, not so much Whitey. I
am fairly new here, but what separates me from these two punks is the size
of my heart! I know I have a bigger heart than anyone in the BMWF! There is
not giving up, and there is no quit! It’s all about the pure and utter joy
of wrestling, and determination to succeed!

(Ignition stops pacing, and pulls his glasses down.)

Ignition: I am going to walk out there to all my fans in a matter of
minutes. I am going to put on a show, and entertain the fans like they have
never been entertained before! I am going to look Whitey and Z in the eyes
and hit them back with their own style, and they’re not gonna like it! I am
gonna do whatever it takes to walk out of this match with the Win, and that
all there is to it. It’s not about belts tonight, its about the fact that
person that walks out winner can use that as leverage. It’s done, I am gonna
go out there and give it my best, and that’s how I am gonna do it. . .

(Ignition puts his glasses back on and struts down the hallway with his held
held high and his US belt on his shoulder.)

Triangle Match:
Master Z defeated White Lightning and Ignition when Z pinned Lightning with the
Atomic Driver in 0:11:01.
Rating: ** 1/4

(“TNT” hits as the stage fills up with smoke and the fans jump to their
feet! As the smoke clears Ignition is standing their, US belt held high,
bouncing to the beat and he is hit with a wave of cheers. As Ignition walks
down the ramp he hands out high fives to all the fans reaching over the
rail. Ignition looks in the ring and smiles. He gets to the ring and slowly
walks around the ring and hands his belt to an official. Ignition turns
around and walks up to the ring. As the drums his in “TNT” Ignition jumps up
onto the apron, as he lands pyro shoots off from the turnbuckles. Ignition
puts his arms in the air and climbs through the ropes. He motions for a mic
as one is tossed.)

Ignition: IDAHO!!!

(Ignition goes to a corner.)

Ignition: I gotta tell you all. . .I was a little disappointed with the
potatoes here. I have heard about the Idaho potatoes all my life, and I had
one earlier. I gotta tell you all, they weren’t as good as they were hyped
up to be, but ANYWAYS! Ignition is geared and ready to roll here tonight!

(Crowd cheers)

Ignition: When I reach my last resort tonight, I am gonna look to each and
everyone here for some back-up, can I count on my people in Idaho?!

CROWD: YEAH!!!

Ignition: Excellent. . . Now Z and Whitey, let’s get this thing started.

(Ignition drops the mic and walks to the middle of the ring.)

PA: BU…BU…BU…BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER

("Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to blare through the arena as White Lightning steps out onto the stage. He has the TV Title strapped around his waist. Walking out behind him is Big Kev Nash.)

(As White Lightning made his way through the curtain and onto the entrace ramp, Master Z appeared behind him holding a chair. White Lightning strutted and went along with his usual entrance having no idea Master Z lurked in his shadow. With a smirk, Master Z tapped him on the shoulder. As White Lightning turned he was met with a hard blow to his face with the steel chair. White Lightning dropped like a ton of bricks bleeding from a gash right above his eye. Master Z then nailed Kev Nash as well. Master Z would up and continued his batting practice on White Lightning as the referee and Ignition watched helplessly from the ring.)

(Master Z, after feeling he had done enough damage, traded the chair for a microphone.)

Master Z: You have made the mistake of a lifetime, White Lightning! Before Bedlam it was just between me and that worthless Lowedown! You decided to get into the picture which was a big mistake! It's obvious that even after working with me, you don't know who I am! I am the legendary Master Z! Everyone knows that Master Z is taking Lowedown off that throne one way or another! You, my friend, have decided to ride his coat tails straight to the bottom!

(Master Z threw the mic at the fallen White Lightning creading a thud sound that echoed throughout the arena. Master Z then charged the ring where Ignition waited and the match started.)

-----Later-----

(Master Z had been working over Ignition for some time when White Lightning managed to drag his bloody and beaten carcus to the ring for his match. Upon entering through the ropes, Master Z immediately grabbed him by the hair and pounded his face into the mat several times. Master Z laughed at White Lightning as he attempted to fight back.)

(Master Z continued to wrestle with Ignition, but taking time out periodically to low blow kick, choke, or throw White Lightning out of the ring. It was obvious by this time that White Lightning had stepped way out of his league judging from his poor condition and lack of an offensive. Master Z kept wrestling strong, multitasking between his two opponents mixing in the dirtiest of his tactics.)

-----Finish-----

(Master Z, with a hard shove, send Ignition spilling to the outside to never return to the action. He turned his attention to White Lightning who lay face down in a puddle of his own blood. He grabbed him by the hair and lifted his head off the ground giving executing a kick to the face. Master Z hauled White Lightning to the top rope. Master Z held on to his opponent while he climbed to the second rope. Blood flowed from White Lightning's head and down Z's arm finally dripping from his elbows. As soon as he was situated, Master Z Atomic Drivered White Lightning into the mat. Upon impact his body folded in two making it easy for Master Z to make the pin.)

(Ryushi Fujita is standing backstage, mere moments away from his match with Lowedown. His face is tense with anticipation, his body electric with energy as he is ready to face the champ.)

Ryushi Fujita: Lowedown, tonight you and I are facing each other. And I am sure that many of teh great fans here in the BMWF are asking why I would request a match with you and not have it be for the title? Simple answer really. Honor. Regardless of what I may or may not think of your actions in and out of the ring you are a man of honor and loyalty. And for that you have my respect. Tonight I enter the ring with the best there is in this business and hopefully I exit a better competitor than whne I entered.

("When the Levee Breaks" by Led Zeppelin begins to play and a single light hits a small mirror ball above the wrestler's entrance, splitting the light into thousands of "diamonds" that swirl across the crowd. A pretty good pop from the crowd greets Ryushi Fujita as he walks out onto the stage area with the BMWF Light Heavyweight Title around his waist. He has a focused look on his face as he cautiously makes his way down the aisle and slides inside the ring. He unbuckles the belt and hands it to the ref before bouncing off the ropes a couple of times before handing the belt to the ref and waits for the biggest match in his career to begin.)

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

("Fever Dog" by Stillwater played as Lowedown rushed down to the ring and slid under the bottom rope. Lowedown popped up on his feet and wasted no time by rushing at Ryushi and spearing him right off his feet and sent him outside to the floor. Lowedown rolled out of the ring and grabbed Ryushi by the neck and threw him right into the steel steps. Lowedown picked up Ryushi off the floor and threw him back into the ring and followed in behind him...)

(Lowedown drove repeated double axe handles down to the lower back of Ryushi as he refused to let Ryushi off the mat as the crowd watched on in disbelief. Lowedown picked up Ryushi off the mat and literally threw him into the corner and then drove repeated shoulderblocks into the ribs of Ryushi and then rose up and choked him in the corner. The referee tried to break it up as Lowedown finally released Ryushi and whipped him viciously into the opposite corner that sent Ryushi right down to the mat. Lowedown taunted Ryushi as he gave a golf clap to the fallen Ryushi...)

(Lowedown refused to let up as he continued to beat down Ryushi all over the ring as Lowedown picked up Ryushi off the mat and military pressed Ryushi over his head. Lowedown took a few steps forward as he was about to throw Ryushi over the top rope and onto the concrete floor. The referee jumped in front of him and warned him not to throw him over. Lowedown turned around so his back was to the ropes and then "accidently" slipped and dropped Ryushi over the top rope. Lowedown looked down and shook his head in disbelief as he turned around and looked down at Ryushi on the floor. Lowedown pulled out some Pokemon playing card and began throwing them down over the body of Ryushi as the crowd laughed on...)

(Later in the match...)

(Lowedown slowed down the match a bit as he executed a suplex on Ryushi and then placed his knee in the back of Ryushi and grabbed on his arms and pulled back hard. The referee asked Ryushi if he wanted to quit, but Lowedown kept interrupting him by shouting at the referee saying...)

LD:HE'S DOING JUST FINE PARTNER! HE DON'T WANT TO QUIT! HE'S ALMOST GOT ME!

(The crowd laughs as Lowedown finally released the hold and then just backed into the ropes and nailed Ryushi in the back of the head with a dropkick. Lowedown grabbed a hold of Ryushi and hoisted him up onto the top turnbuckle. Lowedown then nailed Ryushi with repeated right hands that rocked Ryushi's head back. Lowedown then climbed up to the 2nd turnbuckle and clutched the throat of Ryushi and then hoisted him high in the air and managed to execute a 2nd rope chokeslam on the dazed Ryushi that drove him down hard to the mat...)

(During the match Master Z made his way down the entrance ramp and up to the ringside area. He slowly took off his shades and tucked them into his shirt pocket. Master Z sat on the edge of the guard rail obstruction many fans' views of the action. Master Z was an obvious distraction to Lowedown as he sat motionless and watched.)

(Towards the end...)

(Lowedown looked to the crowd as he placed Ryushi between his legs and then powered him up and drove Ryushi down vicously with a powerbomb. Lowedown looked to the crowd as he signaled for another powerbomb as he quickly picked Ryushi up again and delivered another powerbomb in the center of the ring. Lowedown then gave a signal for the Downlowe as he picked up an almost unconscious Ryushi and pressed him above his head and quickly dropped him down to his shoulder and executed the Downlowe on Ryushi. Lowedown placed his foot on the chest of Ryushi and watched the referee drop down to make the count, but Lowedown took his foot off and rushed over to the ropes and climbed up to the top rope and gave the Wolfpac signal and leapt off the top rope and executed the "Going Down" on Ryushi and then went for the pin...)

(Right before the action ended, Master Z slowly dropped down off the guard rail. He continued to turn his back and leave ringside just as quietly as he had come.)