(The show opens inside the Tokyo Dome Tokyo Japan. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Pontiac Silverdome! Welcome to BMWF Tokyo Terror 2004! I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a show we have for you tonight! In tonight's main event, World Champion Lowedown puts his title on the line against his former bWo stable mate White Lightning!

KING: I can't believe this match! Does this mean one of these guys is going to be burned alive?

JR: No, King! That was at Bruisermania!

KING: Well, I hope that Tyrone Smith and Box both get eaten by Godzilla in their match and that Sledge and Ignition get burnt to a crisp!

*KER-RASH!*

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

KING: YAHHH! It's BMWF owner Stone Cold Bruiser!

JR: What a way to start this show!

(Bruiser jumps in the ring and does the four corner salute to the fans. He grabs a mic and the music dies off.) 

BRUISER: Now, I came out here tonight to address two issues.

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: First, some people wonder if I might just be dropping the "Stone Cold" gimmick because of Steve Austin leaving WWE! AH AH! I don't care whether ya call me Stone Cold or call me Bruiser, just be sure ta call me when it's happy hour!

CROWD: AH SO!!!

BRUISER: Second, I've been thinking about hiring a new BMWF Commissioner.

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Ya see, Commissioner Rock just ain't got time to be Commissioner anymore. In fact, he's out in Hollywood with his cousin The Rock making another movie!

CROWD: WHAT?

KING: Rock's cousin is The Rock?

JR: Uh...

BRUISER: That's right! The movie is called "The Rocks Meet The Olson Twins and Eat Their Pie!"

CROWD: WHAT?

KING: YAHHH! Oh, my gosh! I want to see that movie!!

BRUISER: No, no! Don't get me wrong. This movie is about a pie eating contest!

CROWD: WHAT?

KING: YAHHH! Oh, my gosh! Let me enter!!

BRUISER: It's an American movie! You know, hot dogs, apple pie, etc. etc.

KING: Apple pie? Doggone it!

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: So, I thought that it's time for a new commissioner. I sat down ta think...I had me a saki...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: two sakis...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Dang! Them things are too small! So I had me a beer!

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: 2 beers!

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: 3 beers

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Then I decided that there is only one man that could handle the job! That's right! Only one man mean enough...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Tough enough...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: Conniving enough...

CROWD: WHAT?

BRUISER: ...to be BMWF Commissioner, and that man is none other than...KURT DANGLE!!

JR, KING, CROWD: WHAT?!

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

PA: You suck! You suck!
You suck! You suck!
You suck! You suck!
You suck! You suck!
You-oo-oo-oo-oo suck!
You-oo-oo-oo-oo suck!
You-oo-oo-oo-oo suck!
You suck! You suck!

(He stops halfway down the ramp and waves to the fans as white and blue pyro flares on the stage behind him. Then he continues to the ring. Once in the ring, he acknowledges the fans and grabs a mic. The music dies off.)

KURT: Thank you! Thank you! Stone Cold Bruiser, I'd be more than happy to accept the job as BMWF Commissioner!

BRUISER: Good! But what the heck was that "You suck" stuff?

KURT: Well, as the new Commissioner, I decided that if everybody else was going to write the lyrics to their entrance music down, so would I!

BRUISER: That is one of the stupidest things I've ever heard!

KURT: It's true! It's true!

BRUISER: Well, being Commish is a hard job and you know what's going ta happen if ya don't do a good job, don't ya?

KURT: Don't say it, Mr. Trump!

BRUISER: OK, I won't!

(Bruiser kicks Kurt in the gut, then delivers a Stunner. The Stone Cold them blares as Bruiser yells for some cold ones.)

KING: YAHHH! Bruiser just Stunnered the new BMWF Commissioner Kurt Dangle!

JR: We'll be right back!!

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(Cameras go outside of the Tokyo Dome to see a long White Limousine pull into the parking lot. The driver steps out and opens the back passenger door. Out steps White Lightning in his signature full white suit, with Silver Sunglasses on. Stepping out after his is Big Kev Nash wearing a black suit with a gym bag over his shoulder.)

Kev: This is your night! We both know you are better than Lowedown!

White Lightning: Kev, You're right. I will be the NEW World Champion and there isn't a d@mn thing anyone can do about it!

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

JR: White Lightning could be the new world champion after tonight

King: Lookie here! My sources are telling me that Lowedown has just arrived with Flame
and they have a camera ready and waiting.

JR: That's good news King. Maybe we'll get to see an interview.

King: I doubt it, but lets go backstage anyway!

JR: You're right King! We're now going Live Backstage!

(Lowedown is seen walking through the backstage area with his belt across his shoulder
and a gym bag and a baseball bat. Flame is at his side, both members look rather
intense and prepared for the night. As Lowedown and Flame approach their locker room,
they brush passed Carlos and Chuck Tunny who are playing a game of cards against a
stack of crates along the wall.)

CHUCK: Hey wait!

(Chuck, who is halfway paying attention catches Lowedown in the corner of his eye as
he goes passed and jumps to his feet, which also startles Carlos, and the rest of the Urban Legends' attention.)

(Lowedown slows down and stops, glancing around. Scrappy Joe stops hitting a punching
bag, and instead marches over to Lowedown's left. Levon "The Truck" Jones and Mafioso
stop talking, and move off of the wall to Lowe's right, causing Flame to duck defensively behind her man, and finally, William Black looks up from a pair of cute little Asian fan girls, then pointedly ashes his lit cigar and motions that he'll be just a second.)

(Lowedown looks left and right over his shoulders, and then down as soon as he feels Flame get closer. Immediately he drops his gym bag and brandishes a wooden baseball bat.)

(Mafioso steps forwards first, his own aluminum baseball bat draped across his shoulders.)

MAFIOSO: You got a prollem esse? You too good to stop an talk to Chuck homes?

(The circle closes around Lowedown and Flame, but the Urban Legends don't swing fists
or weapons, and no member gets close enough to be hit. Chuck Tunny finally catches up, along with Carlos, and has enough time to say something.)

King: Look at these goofballs. They won't even get close enough for Lowedown to take
their heads off. He's going to have to chase them.

JR: Maybe they don't want to fight!

(After a group of intense seconds, Lowedown turns his attention to Chuck, and gets a pop from the crowd.)

CHUCK: Lowedown, he... (Chuck Tunny points in William Black's direction, and then
circles his hand around to the rest of the group.) We... all got somethin ta--

(William Black cuts Chuck Tunny off, stepping forward and getting in Lowedown's face.)

King: Here they go! This is going to turn into a fight after all!

(Lowedown very slowly turns his attention over to William Black, causing the crowd to cheer.)

LOWDOWN: What have you got to say?

King: What? Why aren't they fighting yet?!

(The crowd pops as soon as Lowedown speaks.)

JR: Maybe they're not going too!

BLACK: We just wanted to say... Nice bat.

King: Well this sucks. I want to see a fight!

(William Black just backs away and to the side, immediately followed by the rest of the Urban Legends, clearing a path for Lowedown and Flame to walk passed. The two start walking as the camera turns back to the King and JR.)

King: Did he just say nice bat to Lowedown?

JR: I believe so.

King: Don't you think that sounds weird? He stopped Lowedown and Flame just to say "Nice bat." What kind of idiot is he?

JR: I'm not sure King, but it sounds like some kind of hidden message to me. Maybe the Urban Legends and Lowedown have a plan.

King: I think you're giving the Urban Legends too much credit!

JR: Maybe I am, but you've got to admit, that sooner or later William Black and Lowedown were going to cross paths here in the BMWF!

King: No I don't.

JR: Let's go to our first match!

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by The Embalmer...
Fighting out of Philadelphia, PA...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

"The Extreme ICON" Sandmann

("Enter the Sandmann" plays as Sandmann comes to the stage along with Embalmer. Sandmann downs a few beers as he walks down the stage. Embalmer chugs a jar of embalming fluid. Sandmann lights a cigarette as he crosses over the guardrail, stands on a chair and pours a beer down a moronic fan's gullet. Embalmer starts to pour embalming fluid down the guys throat, but Sandmann stops him before he can cause the fan any harm. Sandmann then enters the ring.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Jack Vickery...
Weighing in at 217 pounds...

Steve Korino

(Korino and Vickery enter to no music since they suck.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Steve Korino takes Sandmann down with an elbowsmash.
Steve Korino gets a choke against the ropes on Sandmann.
Len Stanley warns Steve Korino to let go.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Steve Korino hits a DDT on Sandmann.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Steve Korino runs into the ropes.
Steve Korino hits Sandmann with a shoulderblock.
Steve Korino whips Sandmann into the turnbuckle, but Sandmann reverses it.
Sandmann uses a bodyslam on Steve Korino.
Sandmann uses a slingshot facebuster on Steve Korino.
Sandmann attempts to place Steve Korino on the turnbuckle, but Steve Korino
blocks it.
Sandmann executes an elbowsmash on Steve Korino.
Sandmann locks Steve Korino in a chokehold.
Len Stanley warns Sandmann to let go.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Sandmann hits Steve Korino with a back suplex.
There are lots of chants for Sandmann.
Sandmann whips Steve Korino into the ropes.
The Embalmer trips Steve Korino.
Len Stanley disqualifies Sandmann.
The crowd is booing Steve Korino.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Steve Korino!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski is seen standing in a dark hallway of the arena, he has a cell phone in hand and its on speakerphone....)

Sledge: you know this bites.... I so much prefer the Nextel Direct Connect over these straighht out phones...., but your taking care of what's got to be done, right Raul?

(Over the speaker El Cruz Blanco can be heard responding)

Cruz: o course mahn.... I'm at da noodle bar right now waitin' fo Bob ta show.... an our connections from your tour hear a few monts ago are here as well.....

Sledge: now Raul.... don't do anything stupid.... okay.....

Cruz: who choo dink your talkin ta mahn????

(Sledge shakes his head in disaproval....)

Sledge: you're already doing something dumb aren't you....

Cruz: no mahn..... but your travel money.... ahhh doubled it.....

Sledge: your not betting on stupid stuff are you???

Cruz: nahhh mahn.... its all locked in.......

Sledge: hey just stop while you're ahead... alright.... I don't want to have to go and have money wired to us from the states..... and I sure don't want to have to pay for return tickets on my own dime......

Cruz: ehhh mahn... choo know me better den dat..... I gotta go.....

*CLICK*

(Sledge closes up his phone and looks at it....)

Sledge: ohhhh, I am soo screwed..... he might have a head for business and all...., but that man has no clue when to stop gambling and cut his losses......

(Sledge turns and starts walking away and is confronted by Slim Jim Sullivan....)

Slim Jim: Sledge, may I have a few words with you?

Sledge: I need to.... can you.... ahhh get back to me a little later?

Slim Jim: why, is there something wrong Sledge?

Sledge: I don't know.... but just in case.... I need to find two things out.....

Slim Jim: like what Sledge?

Sledge: How do you say "PAWN SHOP" in Japanese.... and "WHERE IS IT?"

(Sledge rubs his forehead in dissapointment as he walks off)

Sledge: this is going to be a long night..... even without my match......

fade

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PA:YA FEEL ME?!?

(Suddenly, "Fever Dog" by Stillwater begins to play as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown is wearing a tie-dyed tank top and so is Flame. Lowedown and Flame walk along the rampway and wave to the crowd as they make their way to the ring and shake hands with many of the fans around the railing. Lowedown finally leaps up onto the apron as the pyro shoots out from all four corners. Lowedown climbs into the ring and holds the ropes open for Flame to climb in. Lowedown then walks to the center of the ring and waits for Flame to crawl in between his legs and grabs a hold of the World title...)

King:Right now I wish I was that World title!

JR:You can be such a pervert sometimes!

King:So you wouldn't want Flame's hands all over you?

JR:I didn't say that.

King:That's what I thought! HAHAHA!

(Lowedown pulls a microphone out of his back pocket and clears his throat before he speaks. As he brings the microphone up, the crowd begins to chant Lowedown's name. Lowedown looks around for a moment and nods his head in approval. Lowedown bows to the crowd as he begins to speak...)

Lowedown:TOKYO, JAPAN!

(Crowd pops)

Lowedown:LOWEDOWN...IN THE...

Crowd:HOUSE!

(The crowd erupts again as Lowedown takes his cowboy hat off and waves it around for a moment. Lowedown then takes off the World title and hands it to Flame...)

Lowedown:Well, well, well...it finally comes down to you and I tonight doesn't it Lightning? The Lone Wolf steps into this ring against the biggest crybaby on the planet! The ultimate package against the short end of the "stick"? Lightning, I hate to say this, but this is going to be the single worst night of you d@mn life! Let me clear something up for real quick and I hope you're listening this time!   The moment you stuck your knife into the back of the bWo, you screwed your own career in the process! You know it. I know it. All of my peeps here in Tokyo know it! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

Lowedown:Tonight Lightning, I am coming for you to teach you one simple lesson. Tonight, I am not only going to beat the hell out of you...I am going to show you exactly what kind of frame of mind you have put me in! You BLEEPED me off and that makes you number one on my list of people that I hate right next to the Brotherhood of @$$holes! That's right my peeps! I'm talking about those low class, no talent, mid carder, melee mouth sonofableeps who can't beat me!

(Pause)

Lowedown:You see as a collective, they are one of the most powerful group in this business. Just like the bWo was before dumb@$$ screwed things up! But after last week, things had to change! Then, as the night closed in Australia, things really went into a whole new level as someone came back to help even things up a bit! I was as shocked as the next fan out there to be honest and when I saw this man, I saw the months of broken bones and blood that we have spilt against each other! Then again, I also thought about the fact that he is my brother and we lost a great deal of time not knowing we were family. So, in the brief time we had...I bought him a plane ticket from Australia! Now, I don't know whether or not he decided to pick that ticket up to meet me here, but I was hoping we would have a chance to talk to each other here tonight! So Ash...

(The crowd erupts at the sound of Ash's name as Lowedown looks around for a moment...)

Lowedown:ASH! If you're back there, let's settle this right here and right now!

(Lowedown pauses for a moment as he looks down the rampway at the entrance for his brother. Lowedown leans against the ropes for a moment as he continues to stare at the ramp. Finally, as Lowedown is about to bring the microphone back up to speak...)

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

("Last Resort" by Papa Roach kicks in as the crowd in the Tokyo Arena respond with a huge reaction.  The music plays for several moments before we see any movement from from the entranceway.  Ash makes his way from the back and onto the stage soaking in the incredible reception from the crowd.   Ash is wearing work boots and a loose pair of jeans held in place by a black military style belt.  His upper body is covered by a black t-shirt with the word "OUTLAW" in large bold white letters.  The short haircut that Ash sported during his previous BMWF stints has grown long and mangy since he last match with the company.   His hair however is pulled back from his face and covered by a plain black bandana.  Ash surveys the crowd before slowly making his way to the ring.  He rolls into the ring and signals for a mic.  The crowd quiets down as Lowedown raises his mic to speak.)

Lowedown:  Long time no see Brother.  Well I guess maybe that isn't entirely true, is it.  You know when I was jumped by the Brotherhood I asked myself who had my back.  I asked myself the question of who is going to come down knowing the power of the Brotherhood and take my side in this.   I thought of several people, but you know who I didn't think of?  I didn't even consider you Ash, but then when I get to my feet and see the Brotherhood outside the ring, guess who I see, bat in hand, watching my back? I see you.  So I guess what I'm trying to say is...welcome back brother. It's good to see you back!

(The crowd cheers as Lowedown extends his hand to Ash.)

Ash:  Ah, you never change do you brother.  Always trying to make my decisions for me.  I never said anything about being back, I did what I did for my own reasons.  In fact, I'm only here tonight because you gave me that ticket.  That ticket, which I almost threw out and went back to my life because I didn't think I wanted anything to do with this.   But I'm here.  Is this all you wanted?  Did you fly me all this way to presumptuously welcome me back?

(Lowedown slowly lowers his hand and confusing looks at his brother.  He raises the mic again to his lips.)

Lowedown:Well then why did you come down last week?  Why did you go all the way to Australia if you weren't there to help me out?

Ash: COME to Australia?  Brother you came to me, not the other way around.  When I left the BMWF I left because I thought I was going to catch heat from the police.  I put what money I had into an account I could get to, took out what I needed and booked the first flight to Australia.   I got off that plane, gathered my gear and took off into the outback.  You see I figured of all the places in the world an outlaw like me would be at home, would be on a continent founded by outlaws.  And that's where I was content to be, blending in with the locals, living off what I'd earned wrestling, and trying to forget the life I had lived up to that point.   Well things were fine until last week I head into a local dive for a drink and they've got Bedlam up on the satellite.  I look up to see Scotty and Z standing side by side talking about how the one thing they have in common is hatred for you. 

(Ash pauses and looks at Lowedown then out to the crowd before continuing.)

Ash:  I'm about to leave when I hear these two drunks arguing about the BMWF.  I had tried very hard to leave the BMWF behind me, but I was curious so I went over and asked what the deal between Scotty and Z was about?  Imagine my surprise when they tell me that the bWo had fallen apart and that Scotty and Z reformed the Brotherhood.   They said that seemingly the entire BWMF is out to get you, and how the very next week the BMWF is coming to there and how it's Lowedown vs. Hardcore Harry with the Brotherhood as lumberjacks.

(The crowd boos at the mention of last weeks match.)

Ash:  I didn't want anything to do with you or your fight brother, but with the BMWF coming to me it was too hard to resist.  I slipped in the back door and blended in with the crew.  Nobody thought to even look for me I'd been gone so long, and I don't really look much like they'd remember anyways.   So I'm watching the show backstage on a monitor when I see you getting assaulted by the supposed lumberjacks.  I tried to just turn my back and leave, but for some reason I couldn't.  I grabbed a bat off a table backstage and took off for the ring.   Walking out there, the crowd electrifying the building, I can tell you for a moment, I missed that.

(Lowedown raises his mic and interrupts Ash.)

Lowedown:  I know you missed it brother, it's because you're a wrestler. Because you were and still are one of the toughest sonofableeps in the sport today!  No matter where you run or where you hide it's in your blood.  You can't change what you are...

Ash:  What I am?  What I am is an outlaw, I'm what the intellectuals call a product of the system, I'm a one man disaster looking for a reason.  You talk alot about this, but you have no idea what I am.

Lowedown:  You're wrong brother.  I've split blood with you, and against you.  I've looked into the eyes of my inner demons and faltered, I've done things I regret, and I've made
others regret the things that I've done.  But you know what I've never regretted?  This ring.  I've never regretted being a wrestler, I've never been hesitant to live the life this place has given me.  And I know, somewhere you feel the same.   You know that this is a part of you, you can't just walk away.

(Ash looks at Lowedown as the crowd cheers.  He slowly raises his mic.)

Ash:  You're wrong.  I can walk away.  I'll admit brother, last week when I walked out and felt that crowd it all came back.  Like I never walked away, and that is why I hit the ring and cleared it out.  It wasn't so much for you as it was for me.   When you boil it all down, you are my brother, like it or not, and when it came down to it, I couldn't just stand by and watch you be trampled without doing something. 

(The crowd cheers as Lowedown raises his mic and interrupts Ash again.)

Lowedown:  That's all I'm asking for brother.  Do something.  I'm not asking for you to take up the life again, I'm not asking for you to do anything, but I am asking you to do exactly what you did last week, stand beside me and watch my back.   Tonight, will you be in my corner, will you watch my back?  Will you help me show these fans what the real brotherhood is about.  Help me show them that it's more than just a name, it's a bond that nobody can tear apart.  What will it be brother?   Will you watch my back, for old times sake?

(Lowedown extends his hand again and the crowd cheers.  Ash looks at Lowedown and looks like he might walk away.  He pauses and shakes his head then turning back reaches out and grabs the hand of Lowedown and shakes it.  Lowedown raises his and Ash's hand into the air and the crowd explodes.)

JR:  Ladies and Gentlemen I cannot believe it.  Tonight Ash is going to be in the corner of Lowedown. 

King:  Yaah!  I know Ash is going to help Lowedown win that match tonight, I just know it.

JR:  This certainly does raise the stakes tonight.  I cannot imagine what White Lightning must be thinking right now.

King:  I can tell you, but they'd just bleep it out.

JR:  If this is the pace that tonight is going to hold then we are in for one hell of a night. Folks, we'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens up outside of the Tokyo Dome in Japan. A helicopter with a
Brotherhood paint job hovers above a group of booing fans as security guards
make room for the helicopter.)

King: I wonder which genius is in that helicopter JR.

JR: Genius? Well, at least we know a Brotherhood member is going to get out
of it.

(The helicopter slowly descents as the fans try to force their way into the
circle the security guards created. When the helicopter lands the blades
start to slow down. When the blades stop the door opens and Ignition steps
out wearing a black Brotherhood T-shirt, and a backwards black hat and black
glasses. Ignition smirks at all the booing fans as four muscular guards step
out of the helicopter behind him and make a pathway from the helicopter to
the building.)

King: Ahh, it’s the BEST Young Gun! I am telling you JR this guy has what it
takes to take it all the way!

JR: He is something special King, but his big ego gets in the way most of
the time.

(Ignition slowly makes his way down the helicopter steps. He passes by
booing fans with a egotistically arrogant walk. Ignition stops and puts a
thumbs up in the air. Two provocatively dressed girls jump out of the
helicopter and frantically scurry to Ignition’s side.)

King: HAHA, how many people does he have packed away in that chopper? This
guy is cool.

(Ignition walks to the building with his chin raised and women on each
shoulder.  When Ignition gets in the building Bole is standing with a
microphone. Ignition leaves the two women with the body guards as he takes
his glasses off and approaches Michael Bole.)

Ignition: Well Bole, how are the Japanese women treating my little
interviewer?

Bole: Uhh, they aren’t treating me at all. In fact, I am being very
anti-social this trip, I hate it here. Too packed, to cold, and there are
too many of those little compact cars, and little compact people!

Ignition: Geez, so you didn’t take a look at the Tokyo night life, and
experience all of that jazz?

Bole: The only night life that I had was in my hotel room popping tums.

(Ignition steps back and his eyes get sarcastically wide.)

Ignition: WHOA!! What a party animal. You should really think about slowing
down because you are wearing me out just talking about your wild nights in
Japan.

(Ignition shakes his head at Bole, then quickly snags the mic from Michael.)

Ignition: My interview, remember. First question, you ready?

Bole: Ummm, yeah. . .

Ignition: Alright, Ignition, are you going to throw some game at Sledge
tonight and show him why you are the Best Young Gun in the BMWF?

Bole: Yes, uhh, what you said. . .

Ignition: Not only am I  going to show him exactly why Ignition is the
biggest Pay-Per-View performer to ever hit the mat in the BMWF, but I am
going to go beyond that. I am going to give him a taste of what it’s like
when a man can do when there are no strings attached, no constraints, and no
fans bringing him down! I am going to lay into Sledge with fire and fury
here tonight and I am not going to stop until one of us is burnt alive!

(Bole sticks his face near the mic.)

Bole: You don’t care what happens to you?

(Ignition looks at Bole surprised.)

Ignition: What do you think you are doing?

Bole: Asking one quick question. . .

Ignition: Next time you feel the urge to “ask a quick question”, let me know
before hand.

(Bole shakes his head in frustration.)

Bole: Fine.

Ignition: Anyways, since you did ask a question. NO! I am going to do
whatever I have to do to bring Sledge down from that pedestal he has put
himself on. I am going to be dripping blood and sweat when I am done with
this match. I am not underestimating the fat BLEEP, and I know I am going to
be going through some serious stuff, but you are forgetting one thing.

Bole: What’s that?

(Ignition smiles.)

Ignition: I am the Best Young Gun, and there isn’t a man in this fed that
can intimidate me! Not Lowedown, not White lightning, not Dread daddy, and
sure as hell not the scrub himself, Sledge. You think you are so powerful
Sledge, you think you can use any, and everybody, well news big man,
Ignition is a bigger man than you will ever be and you aren’t controlling
this Young Gun! It’s going to dark, it’s going to be hot, and it’s going to
be hell tonight Sledge! I am going to turn out the lights on your little
production, whether you like it or not.

(Ignition looks down at Bole.)

Ignition: To answer your question though, NO I don’t care! If I cared I
wouldn’t be the Best Young Gun now would I? When I go out I put it all on
the line Bole, and I do it for myself, and  I do it for the Brotherhood, and
that’s that!  Next question. . . You ready?

(Ignition sticks the mic in Bole’s face as Bole flinches)

Ignition: Comon, stop messin around. . .

Bole: I just thought you were gonna poke me again.

Ignition: That was so last week Bole, now stop messin around!

(Ignition coughs and pokes Bole in the face with the mic. Ignition busts out
laughing.)

Ignition: I am sorry, I had to do it.

(Bole shakes his head)

Ignition:  Now, what is the Best Young Gun going to do it Box comes down and
joins the party?

(Ignition puts the mic in boles face.)

Bole: Box, interfering, what are you going to do?

Ignition: Well, that you ask Bole, let me tell you what I am going to do! I
am going to run that little runt across the ring like the gutless coward he
is! He has to hide behind the big, and I do mean big, as in fat, Sledge! He
has to attack from the shadows, and from behind. Box cannot attack a man
face-to-face! Box does not have the, how do you say, ball bearings to attack
a real man face-to-face, ESPECIALLY IGNITION! So Box, if you feel the need
to bring your raggedy @$$ down to the ring, be prepared to look like the
fool you are!

(Ignition pushes Bole out of the way and starts walking to the locker room
area.)

Ignition: It’s been good doin business with ya Boley, until next week.

(Ignition leaves Bole standing as he walks down a hallway.)

Ignition: Month and Months Sledge. When I first stepped on the scene you
were running wild, and making your bones. Granted, you have done a lot in
this fed, and beat a lot of people, but YOU HAVEN’T BEAT ME!! That’s right
Sledge, we have done the whole wrestling thing, and I beat you down, and I
destrapped that US title from that big waist of yours. So, tonight, we are
going to re-make history, we are going toe-to-toe in the good ole fashion
Burning Ring of Fire match! As far as I can recall, you won last time right?
Well, it doesn’t really matter whether you won the last match or not,
because the simple fact of the matter is, this is now, and The Best Young
Gun is the NOW!! So bring your FAT @$$ DOWN TO THE RING AND LETS DO THIS MY
WAY!!

(Ignition barges into his locker room and slams the door as the camera
FADES.)

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(The scene switches and shows a black stretched Lincoln Navigator pull into
the arena parking garage. The driver gets out and comes and opens the back
driver side door. Asylum steps out from the car followed by Jacklyn J.
Asylum is dressed in blue and black Japanese suit.. He’s wearing a pair of
blue Oakley Polarized Juliets. Jacklyn is wearing a long crimson red dress.
The two start walking towards the locker rooms when Joey Smiles runs up.)

Joey: Asylum is that you?

Jacklyn J.: Joey it’s not Asylum anymore.

Joey: What the hell are you babbling about Jacklyn ?

Jacklyn J.: He finally realized he doesn’t have to live that lie anymore
here. He’s finally back to being my Shane.

Joey: Shane, Shane, Shane what?

Shane: Perish, Joey, Shane Perish.

Joey: What so, Huh? You’re still Sy right?

Shane: In a sense man. I mean I’m still me I just don’t need to walk around
and be as Sledge so delicately put it Hulk smash anymore. I don’t need to
try and scare my opponents anymore they know what I can do so I don’t have
to play games anymore. This is me straight out and this is what everyone is
going to get.

Joey: Was this your decision or did Jacklyn do this?

Shane: Joey, calm down man this is my doing. Why act like a mongrel if
there’s no point. I’m tired of it no I can be me.

Jacklyn J.:  Now if you’ll excuse us Joey we have things to take care of
before our matches.

(Jacklyn and Asylum walk off as the camera fades.)

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(A blue Porsche Boxster with license plate of "TCWBOX1" pulls into the parking lot of "Lao Che's Noodle Bar". Bob "Box" Bartelstein steps out of the Porsche wearing a TCW Jean Jacket, polo shirt, blue jeans, black boots and taped up hands. Box looks around and enters the noodle bar.)

(Box looks around the noodle bar and notices El Cruz Blanco playing a game of Shichi Narabe, a Japanese card game, with some very questionable players.)

Cruz: Ah mahn diss is bahd. I've got to share Sledge's road money and its all gohn now. He's gonna flip mahn.

Box: What kind of game is this Cruz? Doesn't look like things are going so well.

(One of the Japanese players looks up at Box and mutters something to the others in Japanese. They all laugh.)

Box: I don't think things will be going well for you guys either if you keep that Geisha giggling up.

Cruz: Box, you dohn't know who dees guys are mahn. They bad, real bad.

Box: To heck with 'em, we won the war remember?

Japanese player in broken English: You shutup white man! We praying cards here. Quiet!

Box: Praying?

Japanese player: Yeah, praying.

(Box starts to laugh.)

Box: You know there's a guy backstage that types like you talk.

(Cruz and Box start to laugh pretty hard. The Japanese players mutter something else to themselves then look back at their cards.)

Cruz: We gotta go Bob. Diss is bahd.

Box: So you ready Cruz? I don't want the car involved in my match. Tyrone may be Jamaican, but he ain't that dumb. He had to overcome his defective heritage to just be able to walk upright. He knows that if he screws with my car that he can get inside my head. I don't want to give him or any other opportunists out there that chance. That's why I agreed to have this match so far away. You know the plan right?

Cruz: Yeah I know the plan. Watch dee car.

Japanese player: YOU GOING? THEN YOU PAY NOW! REMEMBER THE BET!!! REMEMBER THE BET!!!

Cruz: Oh *BLEEP*. Box, we gotta go. NOW!!!!

(All five Japanese players stand up and turn over the card table. Drinks, money and chairs go flying everywhere. All five reach behind their backs and pull out kitana swords.)

Cruz: OH *BLEEP*!!!!

Box: It's allright Raul, I got this.

(Box reaches behind his back to pull out his bat.......)

Box: OH *BLEEP*!!!!

Cruz: What Bob?

Box: I left the bat in the car.

Box/Cruz: *BLEEP*!!!

(The five Japanese players remove their shirts to reveal that they are ninjas. All five charge at Box and Cruz. Cruz blinds the leader by throwing a drink in his face. Box punches one of the ninjas and picks up a pair of brass knuckles that fell on the floor. Box and Cruz make a break for it...)

Box: WHAT DID WE TELL YOU ABOUT YOUR GAMBLING HABIT??

Cruz: Oh yeah, now you show up wit dee advice.

(Box hits a remote control button and the top on the Porsche lowers. Cruz and Box jump into the Boxster with Cruz behind the wheel.)

Box: YOU CAN'T DRIVE!!! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A LICENSE!

Cruz: Dat dohn't stop me in Chee-cago Bob, why would it in Japan?

Box: Good point, hit it shorty.

(The five Japanese ninjas burst out of the noodle bar. One of them is clearly the manager.)

Box: NICE TRY LAO CHE!!!

(The Porsche peels away in a burst of speed and disappears into the darkness.)

Lao Che: HA!!! HA!!! HA!!! Seems that I have the rast raugh Boxman!!!

(The scene ends with Lao Che holding El Cruz Blanco's green card while the evil manager of the noodle bar laughs heavily.)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 137 pounds...

Athena Hashi

Her opponent...
Hailing from Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

(The lights in the arena start to flicker to a crimson red.)

PA: Everything runs red, Now so will you!!!

("Points of Authority" by Linkin Park hits the PA system. Jacklyn J. comes
out from behind the curtain and walks down the the ramp. Jacklyn reaches the
ring and slides in. She jumps up on the turnbuckle and taunts to the crowd.
Jacklyn J. does a backflip off the turnbuckle and taunts to her opponent.)


*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Athena Hashi hits Jacklyne J. with spinning heel kick.
The crowd is going "We want Al Johnson !".
Athena Hashi is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi takes Jacklyne J. down with a roundhouse kick.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Athena Hashi nails Jacklyne J. with an arm bar.
Athena Hashi is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi nails Jacklyne J. with spinning heel kick.
Athena Hashi is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi goes for spinning heel kick, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. goes for a clothesline, but Athena Hashi ducks out of the way.
Jacklyne J. collides with Al Johnson.
Athena Hashi gets a crossface chickenwing on Jacklyne J..
There is no referee there to ask Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Jack Slone comes running down to the ring.
Jacklyne J. grabs the ropes after holding out for 14 seconds.
Athena Hashi whips Jacklyne J. into the turnbuckle.
Athena Hashi runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Jacklyne J.
moves out of the way.
Jacklyne J. goes for a bulldog, but Athena Hashi counters it with a back suplex.
Athena Hashi uses a senton on Jacklyne J..
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi catches Jacklyne J. in a crossface chickenwing.
Al Johnson is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job.
Jacklyne J. grabs the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Athena Hashi whips Jacklyne J. into the ropes.
Athena Hashi misses with a clothesline.
Athena Hashi goes for a roundhouse kick, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. executes a bulldog on Athena Hashi.
There is no crowd reaction.
Jacklyne J. smacks Athena Hashi with a devastating clothesline .
Jacklyne J. catches Athena Hashi in a sleeperhold.
Athena Hashi is struggling to reach the ropes.
Athena Hashi tries to fight the pain.
Athena Hashi is writhing in pain.
Al Johnson asks Athena Hashi if he should stop the fight.
Athena Hashi shakes her head.
Al Johnson asks Athena Hashi if she's had enough.
Athena Hashi shakes her head.
Athena Hashi is inching her way towards the ropes.
Athena Hashi is close to passing out from the pain.
Al Johnson checks Athena Hashi's arm.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Athena Hashi fights her way out of the hold after 42 seconds.
Athena Hashi runs into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. executes a dropkick on Athena Hashi.
Jacklyne J. runs into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. executes a swinging neckbreaker on Athena Hashi.
A few fans are cheering on Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. hits Athena Hashi with a dropkick.
Jacklyne J. hits a missile dropkick on Athena Hashi.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Jacklyne J. executes the Code Red on Athena Hashi.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
A few fans are cheering on Jacklyne J..

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Jacklyne J.!

JR: We'll be right back!

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JR: We have just received word that someone has shown up outside!

(Bruisertron light’s up and shows a shot of the parking lot. The camera scans around, and the faint sound of bass is picked up by the mic. Suddenly a black old style hearse turns the corner and guns toward a parking spot near the camera. The hearse has a silver design on the side of a trail of smoke drifting back from the back to form itself into a grim reaper on the door.)

JR: What sick human being owns that vehicle?

(The doors open and Witherspoon steps out of the driver’s side and Axe from the passenger’s side. Wisps of smoke drift out after them as they slam the doors and head to the back.)

King: There’s your answer JR! It’s The Darkening!

JR: Did you ever pay up on that stupid bet?

King: Uhhh, of course I did! I did it yesterday.

(Witherspoon opens the back door and pulls out two army duffel bags, tossing one to Axe. He closes the door and locks it, and they both lean against the car, lighting up a cigarette.)

Witherspoon: So, what do you think of her?

(Axe exhales the smoke slowly from his mouth.)

Axe: Definitely a beauty and it will turn some heads around this joint.

Witherspoon: She needs a name though, but that can wait for now. So, we got our first title match tonight. You ready?

Axe: Whenever gold is put on the line I am not already ready but determined to take it this is our time to prove ourselves and make all the non-believers believe. We're going to give them a fight that they won't expect none of them!

Witherspoon: So listen, here’s what we‘re gonna do…

(Witherspoon looks up at the camera)

Witherspoon: On second thought, let’s go elsewhere.

(The flick their cigarettes away and walk into the Tokyo Dome arena after Witherspoon locks the car up.)

>>>

(The scene cuts to the announcer's table where JR Finnegan and Gary "King" Brawler are sitting in front of Japanese fans who are jumping over each other trying to get on TV. Most of them are showing their "V" hands to the camera or just goofing around. Quite a few are sporting Tai Hashi t-shirts.)

JR: "Hello ladies and gentlemen, as many of you probably know, BMWF's very own "The Rock Star" Tai Hashi is Japanese and this past few weeks have been great for him as he meets his fellow Japanese fans."

(Before the scene fades someone kneels over the ring barrier and into the camera.)

Crazy Fan: "KON'ICHI'WA!"

King: "What?"

(The BruiserTron flickers to life to see Tai Hashi in his car, he's driving alone in the city of Tokyo, he comes to a stop in the parking lot until suddenly a mob of fans run up to him with pens, paper, cameras and camcorders. Tai steps out of the car and smiles.)

Tai Hashi: "Kon'ichi'wa! How are we all today?"

(Tai begins signing autographs and posing for photos as this fades then into him sitting in an interview area looking into the camera.)

Tai Hashi: "Wow, it's absalutely brilliant to be back in Japan, I may not meet my parents because I haven't got a clue where they are but I know where my non-biological family are and that's all of the fans right here in Japan."

(The scene switches to Tai doing a rock gig in one of the small halls around Tokyo, including some Japanese fans jumping up and down and rocking to the music, the scene cuts back to Tai in the interview area.)

Tai Hashi: "Doing performances around here are great, this is actually my first time performing in Japan and the fans are crazy down here. It's also the first time that I've ever sang a whole gig in Japanese and it was sort of weird at first but then I got used to it."

(The scene switches again to Tai Hashi doing a small non-televised wrestling show wrestling a small Japanese superstar, Tai is seen giving him the Hashi Drop and then pinning him for the win, it shows many clips of the cheering fans. The scene again switches back to Tai.)

Tai Hashi: "Wrestling Hayna Habushia was fun, he is very talented and I see a great future for him in Japan or America. But there's one wrestling show I came here for and that's BMWF Tokyo Terror."

(The BMWF Tokyo Terror logo appears on the screen.)

Tai Hashi: "Barbed wire steel cage match, Light-Heavyweight Championships."

(Scene's of barbed wire and cages are seen flashing with the LH Championship in the background)

Tai Hashi: "Kolic versus. Tai Hashi!"

(Pictures of Kolic and Tai in the past are shown.)

Tai Hashi: "No escape, no limits, two people enter, one person leaves!"

(The scene fades into a Japanese flag with the letters "TH" in the middle of the red circle.)

>>>

(The camera pans the parking area of the Tokyo Dome when a figure is seen
standing near the shadows. As the camera zooms in closer William Black steps
out of the shadows as Mafioso comes walking up)

Black: Good you're here. I'm glad you came to meet me.

Mafioso: Of course but what's going on homie? Why did you wanna meet out
here?

Black: I wanted to talk to you in private about some things.

Mafioso: Ok well I'm here vato go ahead.

Black: Well when I invited you to join the Urban Legends it seemed like a
good idea but now there are some things that need fixing if we're going to
be a team.

Mafioso: You're having doubts now! Well anyways, what's the problem? What
needs to be fixed?

Black: Well let's talk about you and Headhunter. What's going on there? We
all jump him one week then the next thing I know you're putting out hits on
people and having him as your hitman!

(Mafioso lights up a cigar and let's out a long rolling cloud of smoke
before replying to Black)

Mafioso: You've got it all wrong amigo. You see Headhunter started his
little hitman for hire biz and we were busy getting this Urban Legends thing
going so I figured he could help out a little. I mean it's not like we're
best friends now and are gonna start a stable or nothing. I still think he's
a punk but hey when it's business all that matters is that you get the job
done.

Black: I understand that but from now on let's handle our own business ok?

Mafioso: Fine with me. So what else was on your mind?

(William Black then notices the camera's on them)

Black: Let's take a walk it seems there are eyes and ears everywhere.

(The scene fades as Mafioso and William Black enter the arena)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From New Orleans, LA...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

"Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne

(Reno's music hits, but there is no Reno.)

KING: Where is he, JR?

JR: I don't know, but I sure hope he isn't hitting the bottle again!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Helga Rosetti, Bertha Rosetti, The Flabby Moolah and Mae
Old...
Fighting out of Las Vegas, Nevada...
Weighing in at 320 pounds...

The Clodfather

(The Clodfather's music plays as he and his ho's head to the ring. Once there they all dance for a few seconds and Mae Old starts to strip. Clodfather stops her, but not before several fans faint from being sickened by such a horrible sight.)

CLODFATHER: Now, just so you all know, there will be no match here tonight between me and Reno!

CROWD: BOOO!

CLODFATHER: Yeah, cause I'm a lover not a fighter and so is Reno! He's back at the hotel with some fine Japanese ho's I hooked him up with! So instead enjoy this! Hit the music, dawg!

(The Stripper plays as the ho's start to strip.)

KING: GAG! How horrible!

(Mae Old strips down to her bra, granny panties and support hose.)

KING: Oh, my gosh! Half the crowd is puking! This is worse than eating pig uterus on Fear Factor! YAHHH!

PA: STOP! STOP!

JR: Look! It's Commissioner Dangle!

(Dangle, holding an ice pack to his chin, runs to the ring along with several officials carrying blankets. The officials cover up the ho's with the blankets much to the delight of the fans.)

DANGLE: Clodfather! There will be none of this garbage while I'm commissioner! YOU'RE FIRED!!

KING: Oh, my gosh! Commissioner Dangle just fired Clodfather!

DANGLE: However, all of you ladies can meet me in my office to discuss your BMWF future!

(Mae Old cuddles up with Kurt as his music begins to play. They all leave the ring.)

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(As the scene opens up we see Michael Bole standing in The Darkening's locker room where Axe is going through the contents of his duffel bag and Witherspoon smoking a cigarette while playing his usual videogame. They both have new t-shirts available at the concession stands which read on the front "The Darkening" with a Grim Reaper and on the back "Forsaken like the rest...")

(Witherspoon is wearing his camo pants and Axe his usual ripped denim shorts. The two seem rather focused on their activities while Bole uncomfortably in the silence as the camera is rolling. Finally Michael Bole speaks up to start the interview...)

Bole: You know it's kinda like I don't exist in here you guys haven't said one word or even acknowledged me.

Axe: Your point?

(The two look up and stare at Bole trying to stop from grinning.)

Bole: I am glad you two find it funny.

Axe: You know what I find funny Bole? The fact that I haven't been acknowledged or considered existed my entire life. Instead I was pushed away treated like a burden, a mistake. I was labelled an outcast before I could even defend myself. So remember that there are others who feel exactly the same way...don't try and pity us Bole it just makes you look pathetic.

Bole: You were ju-

Axe: I was just what? Making a hypocritical statement, the tea calling the kettle black? If you had let me finished I was about to say that it all ends tonight because I am about to become acknowledged when my partner here and myself become the new BMWF Tag Team Champs in that ladder match. When that gold is wrapped around my waist no longer will I be what I have struggled with for years people will finally open their eyes and give me the respect I deserve!

Bole: Well since we are on the topic of your match what's in the bag?

(Witherspoon stops his game and takes a drag of his cigarette before speaking.)

Witherspoon: Bole, We aren't going to tell you. I don't know what makes you think that we are. It's none of your concern.

Axe: I have to agree you can't just be patient and wait...well we're not telling you Bole and I don't recommend coming any closer to try and get a closer inspection yourself or I might do something I regret.

Bole: Okay then with that aside who do you think will be the toughest competition in that ring for the ladder match?

Axe: I am speaking on behalf of myself but I believe the toughest competition will be myself. This is in context to my battles and past nothing to do with a big-headed or egotistical attitude. For too long I have doubted...abused and put myself down...tonight it is a battle against my emotions and becoming the victor. My aggression will be released yet again to bring a win and a title belt to Witherspoon and myself but my feelings of self doubt will vanish.

Bole: That's umm...an interesting point of view Witherspoon you?

Witherspoon: Black. Black is the toughest competition in that ring, and if Tobey wasn't there, He would be the first one I went after. However, my supreme hatred of Miliken says that I will have to beat him senseless first.

Bole: How do you two feel about comments being made about you two not being able to do it because you two have only united recently.

(Axe lights up a cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke.)

Axe: Its simply words of fear Bole...they know that Witherspoon and I work very well together and have no remorse on our opponents. We a fine oiled machine and I plan on leaving this message on all of them no matter what it takes for us to do.

Witherspoon: Actually, we have worked together before Bole. It was on just a Live, so really we have been a team quit a bit longer then the rest of them.

Bole: Well thank you very much gentleman and good luck in your match tonight against Hollywood Inc., Team Beautiful, and The Hit Squad.

Axe: Bole...I would definitely deliver that luck to the others there going to need it most.

(Both Axe and Witherspoon start to laugh as Bole leaves with a confused face.)

JR: These men are becoming sick and sadistic by the minute King!

King: By the minute more like by the second! HA! HA!

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PA: "LIGHT'S OUT, GUERILLA RADIO, TURN THAT *bleep* UP!"

(The fans go totally beserk as 'The Rock Star' Tai Hashi walks out of the curtains with a Japanese flag draped around his shoulders, green cargo-pants and a black shirt with Japanese lettering going downwards on each side. He waves the flag in the air for a moment and grins, he walks down the ramp giving hi-fives to the crowd on both sides and then rolls into the ring, he places the flag over the turnbuckle and grabs a microphone.)

Tai Hashi: "TOKYO, JAPAN!"

Tai Hashi and the audience: "YOU ROCK!"

(Cheers all around the Tokyo Dome.)

Tai Hashi: "You know, it's just really, really, really great to be back in my birthtown of Tokyo in the best mother(bleep)ing country in the world...Japan! And by the way you guys have mobbed me all week I think you're all glad to see me too, I went through five biro's this week just signing autographs, my wrist is tired after shaking so many hands and giving hi-fives to you people but I loved every minute of you people chanting my name and cheering me because that just gets the adrenaline flowing, the blood pumping and the mind focused on kicking even more @$$ than ever when I bring the gold back to Japan, you know what I'm talking about, the BMWF Light-Heavyweight Championship of the wooooooooooooorld!"

(The crowd cheer loudly)

Tai Hashi: "I am on a one-man mission starting from tonight and that is to bring recognision to the the BMWF Light-Heavyweight Championship, many superstars in the back see the title as a minor-league Championship, a title for no-talented losers and scum, well tell me this. How come Scotty Scott has not yet won the title!"

(Cheers and boo's fill the arena.)

Tai Hashi: "Ever since the smart-@$$, Kolic joined the BMWF ranks he's always had a thing against me even when were teaming up with each other and seamingly good friends, he was always the thorn in 'The Rock Star's' side. When we were part of 'The Chicago Way' he would always try to be better than me but never succeeded, he almost gave up then and formed a team with me that all you people know as 'Rock Star Inc.', we were like the best of friends but he didn't want to be underneath me so he punked me out like the yellow coward he is. Then he realised I had made a full recovery from my injuries and the look on his face was picture-perfectly in shock, he didn't think I would walk after what he done to me but here I am standing in the middle of the ring ready to challenge him for the BMWF Light-Heavyweight Championship right here in my birthplace of Tokyo, Japan!"

(Loud cheers)

Tai Hashi: "So tonight all of that comes to a climax inside the Barbed Wire Steel Cage, if you're wondering the rules of this match then it's simple. It looks like a normal steel-cage but the the wire-mesh is now replaced with something far more dangerous and deadly, barbed wire. The aim of the game is to escape from the cage! You will have to climb up the barbed wire, feel the skin ripping your skin and the blood dripping to the mat below. There's going to be blood I guarantee, and another thing I guarantee is that I am bringing the BMWF Light-Heavyweight championship back to the waist of Tai Hashi and back to Japan! Now, I would like to go onto a different subject, something that is more personal than business."

(Tai Hashi digs deep into his cargo-pants pocket and pulls out two tickets, he puts them in his hand.)

Tai Hashi: "These two tickets that I hold in my hand may belong to the people I want them to belong to or people who I want them to belong too, firstly let me tell you a little story, I have never told anybody else this because it hurts to tell it, nobody has ever heard it but tonight I will say it in front of the thousands sitting here tonight and the millions sitting at home watching this live on their television sets. When I was three years old I lived in a flat apartment not far away from here, I lived three quarters of the way up with my mother and father, Louise Hashi and Kai Hashi. My mom was pregnant at the time with another child, I was kicking a soccer ball around the house and I gave it one big boot, it hit my mother in the stomach killing the baby, she then fell back and boiling water landed on our electric board causing it to go up in flames. We were left homeless, my mom was very sad at me killing her child and I was put into a foster home in the United States while my parents moved somewhere, I don't know where they are. But these two tickets have names on them that I am very interested in, Kai Hashi and Louise Hashi! Are they in attendance tonight? If so please stand up and make your way down to the barricade."

(Many audience members look around to see who is standing, on the left hand side a man and a woman, about the age of forty walk down the steps and to the barricade. They look up at Tai and smile.)

Tai Hashi: "If you don't mind, step into the ring."

(They climb over the barricade and climb the steps, Tai pulls up the ropes and the man and woman climb through.)

Tai Hashi: "I'm going to ask you a few questions, are you Kai and Louise Hashi."

(The two nod their heads, yes.)

Tai Hashi: "Did you live in apartment number 325 in block 2?"

(The two nod their heads, Tai takes a deep breath and looks towards the roof. He looks back at the couple and grins.)

Tai Hashi: "Are you my parents?"

(The two nod their heads, Louise Hashi jumps onto Hashi and hugs him tightly, Tai does the same. He then gives a manly hug to his father. His mother asks him if he can have the microphone un-audiobly. Tai hands it to her.)

Louise Hashi: "Son, I wouldn't ever forgive you for what you done to your unborn brother or sister, but when we were sititing at home one day and we saw you on television wrestling in the BMWF I was so proud of you and couldn't beleive that my son was a world famous wrestler and rock star. Last month we found out you were coming to Japan so how can we not buy tickets to see you wrestle and to finally meet you again. I forgive you for what you've done, that's the past and the present is now."

(Louise hands the microphone to Kai who speaks in a Japanese accent.)

Kai Hashi: "Louise...said all...I am proud...of what you are doing...I love you son."

(The crowd let out an "awwww" as Tai's music blares loudly, Tai escorts his parents backstage as we fade to the next scene.)

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(The camera cuts backstage where Judge Moody is shown walking down the hallway to go to the ring for her match when The Judge walks over to her.)

Judge: Judge Moody, are you ready?

Moody: Ready? Are you kidding me? We're talking about Aquatic here!

Judge: Well don't forget she is my manager, and I have seen what she is capable of. On that note, please don't hurt her...if she has to take a leave of abscence because of injury in work, I still have to pay her to be my manager!

Moody: I don't believe you Judge...putting money before friends! Well I'll just let you in on a little secret...tonight I'm going to demolish Aquatic!

Judge: Moody, I've brought you into the BMWF and I can take you out just like I took out The Executioner! All I'm asking you is to go easy on Aquatic!

Moody: You know what Judge, this is exactly what I was talking about last week! Aquatic is getting into your head, she asked you to tell me to go easy on her, didn't she?

Judge: What the hell are you talking about?

Moody: Tonight Judge, I will defeat Aquatic and retain my BMWF Women's Championship belt, and if you don't agree with me, that's too bad, because THAT...IS...

(The Judge cuts her off.)

Judge: Don't you dare even say it.

Moody: FINAL!

(Judge Moody walks off, leaving The Judge standing in anger.)

>>>

(Moody walks around a corner where Flabulous Moolah is standing outside of Kurt Dangle's office.)

MOOLAH: Well, hello, there sweetie! I just want to say that I think you're the greatest BMWF Women's champion ever. Why, if you can just keep that title, you might just break my record of being the Women's champion for 50 years! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back in there before Mae Old wears Commissioner Dangle out! Bye!

(Moolah goes back into the office as Moody looks on in disgust...)

>>>

(We see Judge and Aquatic walking around the hallway yelling to each other as always.)

Judge: So you see, now we're even MORE screwed over because your boys had to help Lowedown as well as us!

Aquatic: Will you shut up about "my boys"? You just better beat The Headhunter tonight, that's what I'm worried about!

Judge: What about your match? You're the one who has to worry about a title match, and you've already botched too many times! You better take home the gold!

Voice: EXCUSE me?

(Judge and Aquatic look off to the side, and spot Judge Moody, who walks onscreen.)

Moody: Are you saying you want this PSYCHO WITCH to beat me tonight for the title?

Judge: No! Moody, seriously, I just forgot it was against you!

Aquatic: Oh, so I'm not worth anything to you, Judge! I guess scaling a 10-foot cage and spitting mist into Scotty's face to knock him back doesn't qualify me as an asset to you. What did she ever do for you?

Moody: Well, he didn't win that match! You obviously DIDN'T do enough as a manager!

Aquatic: It wasn't my fault he has no way to counter a lousy GERMAN SUPLEX!

Judge: Hey! He set me up with a low blow!

Aquatic/Moody: SHUT UP, JUDGE!

Aquatic: I'm telling you, Moody, don't cross me-

Moody: Why not? Why should I be afraid of a little girl like you?

Aquatic: Why don't you take a shot at my face, and let's both find out?

Voice: Whoa! Hold up there!

(The Eco-System walks onscreen as there is a big pop from inside. Aquatic suddenly gets a big smile on her face as The Judge and Judge Moody grimace.)

Aquatic: Jarrett!

Inferno: Sheila! How are you, baby?

(Aquatic and Inferno embrace and kiss.)

Judge: Oh hooray. How touching. Well, I guess this means I'm free of you Aquatic, so I'll just leave...

Mineral: Well, actually we still can't go back to America. So she's still managing you, you lucky dog!

Judge: Lucky is not the operative word. Maybe "Cursed".

Mineral: Are you insulting my sister-in-law, Judge?

Judge: What, I shouldn't? I guess she couldn't help learning bad manners after hanging in the company of worthless scumsucking parasites such as yourselves.

Inferno: Oh, eh eh. You didn't just call us scumsucking parasites. I didn't hear that.

Judge: I believe you did. You joined TCW and quit as soon as they stopped being useful. You rode the Prime Time bandwagon as far as possible, and isn't it convenient that you left as soon as it was beginning to show cracks? And what about returning temporarily just to get into Lowedown's good graces? You're SUCH opportunists.

Inferno: Oh, I see. So I guess the big Judge has just found us out. You know, maybe you need to cut the smarmy act and stop dwelling on our past. If there's one thing I hate, it's a holier-than-thou person.

Judge: So what, you trying to intimidate me? Huh?

Aquatic: (getting nervous) Maybe we should all just split up? Huh? What do you say, Moody?

Moody: (curtly) I say you brought them together. Your problem, not mine. I'll see you in the ring, Aquatic.

(Judge Moody walks off)

Judge: I'm leaving too. And Aquatic, I EXPECT to see you before my match, in order to fulfill the managerial duties you agreed to. I'm sticking this out because I made a promise, but you better not break your contract.

(The Judge leaves.)

Mineral: I want you to manage us too later, Sheila. Oh, and don't let that punk boss you around, he ain't worth two squirts a-

Inferno: BROCK!

Mineral: Just saying.

(Mineral exits)

Inferno: (puts his arm around Aquatic.) Don't worry about it. Good luck in your match tonight.

Aquatic: Thanks, I think I can beat her.

Inferno: Well, I'd have to disagree. I KNOW you can. So just cheer up, all right? See ya.

(Inferno and Aquatic kiss each other quick, and Inferno leaves Aquatic . She sighs and goes off the way Judge went.)

(As Eco system start to walk off, Scotty
Scott and Ignition step out from the shadows.)

Scotty Scott: So you's guys wanted an unofficial match with The Brotherhood?

Ignition: Of course though, you know how the hood does things. The hood does
things their way, so the original rules are out the window, and the hood
rules are in effect. So Eco-System sit back and enjoy your ride!

(Suddenly, Master Z comes up from behind and gives them an uppercut to the
groins. He pushes both of them out a door leading to the parking lot. Master Z clears the area as Ignition comes flying off the top of a nearby van landing on them both.)

Scotty: Now that's gonna leave a mark. Hahahaha!!!!!

(Scotty slaps the taste out of Inferno's mouth. He looks at Mineral as he
steps forward towards him. Mineral tries to run but Scotty grabs him from
behind and nails a german Suplex on Mineral on the concrete floor. Inferno
comes over to try and protect his fallen partner. Scotty picks up Inferno
and slams him a near by dumpster. Scotty places the head of Inferno just
under the lid of the dumpster. Scotty slams the lid down on his head as hard
as he can.)

Harry: Am I missing out on some fun fellas?

(Hardcore Harry comes walking out of the shadows with a baseball bat wrapped
with barbwire in his hand)

Harry: Hhummm….. my turn!!!

(Harry raises the baseball bat over his head and brings it down cracking
Inferno right in the back! Harry walks over and gives Mineral a stiff kick
to the gut flipping him over on his back. Harry then brings the baseball bat
crashing down onto the open chest of Mineral! Harry pulls the bat away and
the barbwire slowly is pulled apart from Mineral’s flesh and shirt)

Harry: Now that just feels GOOD!!!

(Master Z grabs Mineral by the hair and grinds his face into the pavement.
Without giving him a break, Z lifts him high in the air and slams him down
on the hard earth.)

(Scotty Scott makes the cover on Mineral and Ignition makes the three
count.)

(Master Z gets to his feet and announces to the empty parking lot.)

Master Z: And your winners are THE BROTHERHOOD!

(The two Eco-System members are lifted up and dumped into a nearby garbage
bin. The Brotherhood laughs as they enter the arena.)

(Scene cuts back to the announcer’s table.)

JR: That was awful what The Brotherhood did to Eco-System! Management should
do something about their actions!

KING: Management? JR, Eco-System isn’t even employed by the BMWF! Who cares
what happens to them!

JR: Let’s get to the next match!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Inferno...
Fighting out of Seymour...
Weighing in at 131 pounds...

Aquatic

PA: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN!

("Going Under" by Evanescence plays over the PA system as Aquatic comes out to a mixed reaction. Her hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and she holds her clipboard. She walks down to the ring, slides the clipboard into the ring, and hops up to the apron. She walks in between the ropes and picks up her clipboard and a microphone.)

Aquatic: TOKYOOOO, JAAAPAN! (Pop) How is it going, on the East Side? You know, we owe you guys a lot. You stuck with the American coalition much longer than most people did, and we seriously appreciate that. But anyway, I'm not with the U.S.O., and I'm not here to entertain the troops. I am here for one reason and one reason only: to win back MY Woman's Championship, the one that is unfortunately wrapped around Judge Moody's waist at this moment.

Aquatic: But you know what? I'm not going to allow myself to get angry at this moment. I'm in stinkin' Japan, for Pete's sake! This is the country that gave me my style of wrestling! So tonight, you're not just going to get the American style. You're going to get BLUE MIST…(pop)…SPINNING JUDO KICKS…. (Pop)….FLYING BACKSPRING ELBOWS….(pop)…and ASAI MOONSAULTS!!! (Pop) So come on Judge Moody, and learn what kind of wrestler I really am. Learn, for the concluding and final time, what it means to…

Crowd: FEEELLA MI PAAIN!

Aquatic: BANZAI!!!! (Aquatic throws the microphone and waits in the corner for the match to begin.)
LILLY: Her opponent...
From Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 175 pounds...

The Women's Champion...
Judge Moody

PA: All rise for the honorable...JUDGE MOODY!

(The Judge Judy theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the ring. Judge Moody appears from behind the curtains and begins to make her way down to the ring. She is wearing a long judge robe and has the BMWF Women's title wrapped around her waist. She enters the ring and raises her Women's title in the air as the crowd boos. Judge Moody finally grabs a mic from ringside as the crowd continues to boo.)

Moody: All you Japanese people just saw what occurred backstage...Aquatic has turned The Judge against me! Oh wait a minute, that's right, you Japanese people are too stupid to learn English to understand what I am actually saying!

JR: That's not true at all King!

Moody: So tonight Aquatic, with the support of The Judge or without it, I promise you that I will end your career! You have been a thorn in my side for a long time now but this draws the line! I will not let you turn The Judge against me!

(The crowd boos.)

Moody: Tonight Aquatic, I will beat you and continue my reign as the Champion of the Women, and THAT...IS...FINAL!

(Judge Moody tosses down the mic and waits for her opponent as the crowd boos.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

Aquatic locks up with Judge Moody.
Aquatic throws Moody with a flying armdrag.
Aquatic nails Moody with a spinning heel kick as she tries to get up.

King: You kow, JR, Aquatic is a brown belt in judo and a black belt in karate!

(Aquatic cartwheels off the ropes and nails Moody's prone body with a handspring elbow right to the chest.)

King: YAAH! Don't hurt the-

JR: Pretty puppies. We know, King.

Moody is getting up, clutching her chest.
Aquatic bulldogs Judge Moody down.
Aquatic stands up, yelling "ASAI!!!"

King: This is it! This is Aquatic's Asai moosault straight out of Yoshiro Asai's playbook!

(Aquatic runs to the middle rope and flips off,anilking Judge Moody with an incredible Asai. Aquatic goes for the cover:1…2…foot on ropes.)

JR: Arrgh! That was too close!
Aquatic goes for leg scissors, but Judge Moody blocks it.
Judge Moody hits Aquatic.
A few fans are booing Judge Moody, while a few others are cheering her.
Aquatic chops Judge Moody.
Aquatic is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Judge Moody kicks Aquatic.
A few fans are booing Judge Moody, while a few others are cheering her.
Judge Moody kicks Aquatic.
Judge Moody hits Aquatic with a huricanrana.
A few fans are booing Judge Moody, while a few others are cheering her.
Judge Moody hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Aquatic crashing hard to the mat.

Judge Moody takes Aquatic down with a dropkick.
Judge Moody goes for a vertical suplex, but Aquatic blocks it.
Aquatic hits an Asai moonsault on Judge Moody.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.

(Aquatic goes outside the ring, and brings in a steel chair. The referee runs and takes it away from her. As he is distracted with getting rid of it, Aquatic pops in a capsule and mists Moody in the eyes.)

King: That's our pill-popping Aquatic!

JR: Very funny, King.

Aquatic whips Moody into the corner.
Aquatic meets Moody with a handspring elbow to the back of Moody's head.
Moody is dazed, and Aquatic sets her up on the top rope backwards.

JR: Aquatic is using the ropes to leverage Moody's body and…NO WAIT!

Judge Moody fights out of it! She elbows Aquatic who falls to the mat!

Moody leaps! Aquatic rolls out of the way!

Moody hits the mat!

Aquatic goes for the cover
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: Aquatic takes down Judge Moody with a DDT and she's heading to the top rope! Aquatic gets to the top rope for the Wave Curl but Judge Moody gets up and rushes against the ropes, breaking Aquatic's balance and causing her to straddle the turnbuckle.

King: That would hurt more if she were a man!

JR: Judge Moody grabs Aquatic and hits her with a standing suplex off of the turnbuckle! Aquatic is down and Judge Moody is heading to the top rope! As Aquatic slowly turns around, Judge Moody leaps off of the top turnbuckle and hits Aquatic with the Moody Slam! Judge Moody with the pin!

Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
Judge Moody is starting to get more cheers than boos.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Judge Moody!

JR: What is Judge Moody doing?

(Judge Moody grabs a chair from ringside and re-enters the ring with it.)

JR: Judge Moody hits Aquatic over the back with the chair as the crowd begins to boo. Judge Moody puts Aquatic's leg in the chair but here comes The Judge! Judge Moody stops what she is doing as The Judge enters the ring and helps Aquatic to her feet. Judge Moody stares angrily at The Judge and then picks the chair that she had back up.

King: LOOK OUT!

JR: As The Judge tries to help Aquatic out of the ring, Judge Moody blasts him over the back of the head with the chair, sending both The Judge and Aquatic tumbling out of the ring.

King: I can't believe what Judge Moody is doing here tonight!

(The Judge Judy theme hits as Judge Moody exits the ring, walks past The Judge and Aquatic, and then heads back up the ramp, taunting the fans as they continue to boo.)

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera cuts to Scrappy Joe and Chuck Tunny standing backstage at a vending machine. The machine is covered in Japanese script, and has odd lights winking on and off. Scrappy Joe is trying to pay for an item inside as Chuck waits impatiently next to him.)
 
Tunny: What the *bleep* is this? Where do I put the money?
 
Chuck: You know what Joey? I’m gettin’ goosebumps all over. Something big’s gonna go down tonight! 

(Tunny finally realizes where to place his bill, and does so.)
 
Tunny: Get your goosebumps over here an’ help me figure out what all these flashin’ lights are all about! What the *bleep* have they done with this machine?! 

(Tunny starts pressing a number of the lights, but nothing happens.)
 
Chuck: You listening to me, Joey? You know how I get these feelings sometimes. This is gonna be a big night for us. I can feel it!
 
(Tunny slams his palm into the side of the machine and looks over at Chuck.)
 
Tunny: I’ve got a match ‘gainst Achu tonight, Chuck! What the *bleep* could possible happen? 

Chuck: I don’t know, man. Maybe it’s all that sake, but I’m gettin’ the feeling that you should really be focused tonight. 

Tunny: I’m always focused, Chuck. Right now I’m focused on gettin’ that weird fruit an’ rice candy thing outta this damn machine! 

(Tunny pushes some lights, then loses it and kicks the machine hard, making it rock back and forth.)
 
Tunny: Forget it! Damn I’ll be glad to get back to the states after tonight! Let’s get back to the locker room. 

Chuck: I’m tellin’ you, Joey. Tonight will mark a milestone in our careers! 

(The two start walking away. We can barely hear Tunny before they turn a corner and disappear.)
 
Tunny: I’m gonna get my money back from that machine! Just you wait! 

(As the Tunnys disappear, one light on the machine glows, and a thud is heard as the candy bar falls and lands in the dispensing bin.)

>>>
Previously Recorded.

(Tobey Miliken is standing in down town Tokyo. Tobey is approached by a young Japanese female reporter. The two strike up a casual conversation.)

Reporter: So...Mr.Miliken you and Zekial have a match for the titles of tage team champions Monday night. What are chances of winning.

Tobey: Chances? There are no chances. Only guarantees, Like for example. I guarantee you that I could make you forget any other man, how about after Hollywood Inc. wins the titles you and me meet back in my hotel for a little celebration.

Reporter: Oh, Mr.Miliken you are silky smooth.

Tobey: You know it babe. But on a serious note. Monday Night, Hollywood Inc is coming to Tokyo to take on the Urban Legends mythical wannabes in Black and Levon. We are going take on the beautifully moronic Team from the most egotistical stable ever in the business of sports entertainment known as THE BROTHERHOOD and then... and then.. we will take on the team of newbies known as Spoon and Axe. Not only are we going to beat them LIVE IN TOKYO but we are going to climb the ladder, one rung at a time and take down those tag team titles and with the crowd cheering and chanting...HOLLYWOOD INC...HOLLYWOOD INC... we are going to pull those titles down and hold them up and as sure as the rising sun is the Japanese flag, HOLLYWOOD INC will be the NEW BMWF TAG TEAM CHAMPS.

Reporter: You seem very sure of yourself Mr.Miliken.

Tobey: Confidence is everything.

(A small girl walks up and asks Tobey for his autograph.)

Tobey: Sure honey.

(Tobey signs and the reporter smiles.)

Reporter: I hear that you and Mr.Zekial have been asked to join the Prime Minister for dinner on Tuesday before you go on to your next show. Are you excited about that Mr.Miliken.

Tobey: You know the great thing about Hollywood Inc is that we treat all our fans alike. We love them all. From little girls to the Prime Ministers to the President of the United States.

Reporter: You mean George Bush is a fan?

Tobey: No...I mean the new soon to be President, JOHN KERRY. VOTE KERRY AMERICA.

Reporter: Mr.Miliken I am quite taken with you. I would love to join you after your match Monday night for a celebration.

Tobey: Come on down baby and let me love you...HOLLYWOOD STYLE!

>>>

JR: This is a huge event coming to you live from Tokyo Japan tonight! We are going backstage!

(The camera zooms around the parking lot where a loud rumble is heard. A black 2004 GTO pulls into a parking spot. The camera backs up and Dreadnaught steps out of the driver’s seat. He appears to be on a cell phone.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, you still gonna be here tonight?...Cool, yeah, you know where to find me!...Yeah, just stay away from the Tokyo police…Yeah, they make you nervous. Just get here when you can, and we will tear this (BLEEP) up! Peace!

(Dreadnaught closes the cell phone and pulls a duffle bag out of his bar. He closes the door and begins walking into the arena.)

King: Who is his partner?

JR: I don’t know, but is they don’t arrive; Dread could be in a world of hurt!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Island of Tonga...
Weighing in at 390 pounds...

Achu

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Chuck Tunny...
From Newark, NJ...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

"Scrappy" Joe Tunny

(The building lights suddenly switch off and numerous white spotlights swing crazily in every direction. “Welcome to the Jungle” by GNR bursts forth from the speakers. A pyro explosion goes off on the stage, followed by twelve more, filling the stage with smoke. As the house lights rise slightly, Scrappy Joe Tunny emerges from the smoke with his brother Chuck following behind him. Both are wearing their Urban Legends fedoras, and Chuck is carrying another one in his hands. A few feet before the ring Tunny breaks into a sprint and leaps onto the ring apron. He ducks under the second rope and pulls out the microphone tucked into his belt as Chuck joins him in the ring.) 

Tunny: (holding his hand out in front of him to ward off Achu.) Now, Achu, wait a moment. I think you’ll find it’s to your benefit to listen to me. 

(Achu waits, but looks uncertain.)
 
Tunny: In my brother’s hand here (Chuck raises the hand holding the extra Urban Legends fedora) we have a fedora that can be worn only by a member of the Urban Legends! 

(The crowd boos at the mention of this stable.)
 
Tunny: That’s right. Only the best ‘a the best – the cream ‘a the crop –can place this hat on their heads! 

(The crowd boos louder.)
 
JR: What’s Tunny getting at? 

King: Why hasn’t he started beating on Achu yet? 

Tunny: Now in preparation for our match tonight…in preparation for meetin’ the wrestlin’ legend that is Achu… 

JR: What the heck? A wrestling legend?
 
King: It’s true! Achu has thrown more matches than any other jobber in this fed! 

Tunny: …I’ve been watchin’ your wrestlin’ videos. 

King: How boring!
 
Tunny: And to tell ya the truth, Achu…I’m really impressed! 

JR: What??? Has Tunny completely lost his mind?
 
(Achu grins and struts about pompously.)
 
Tunny: In fact, Achu…I’m so impressed by your skills… 

King: Skills? My grandma could beat this guy! And she’s in a wheelchair! 

Tunny: …that I’m offerin’ ya this fedora…an’ along with it…a place in the greatest stable in the history of the BMWF – The Urban Legends! 

(The crowd is completely dumbfounded, not knowing how to react. Achu, meanwhile, seems to be thinking it over. Chuck holds out the fedora, encouraging Achu to take it.)
 
JR: King…do YOU understand what is happening here? 

King: Maybe Achu really is better than we had ever thought……………..…NAAAAH! 

Tunny: Go ahead, Achu! The fedora is yours! Take it!
 
(Achu steps over to Chuck and gingerly takes the fedora. Suddenly…nothing happens.) 

Tunny: Come on, put it on like a proud Urban Legend!
 
(Achu places the hat on his head, setting off a chorus of boos from the crowd.)
 
Tunny: Now show the crowd how proud you are! Come on, strut yer stuff!
 
(Achu turns to the crowd, posing with the fedora on his head. The crowd boos, then…)

*THUD!!!*
 
(Tunny slams the microphone into the back of Achu’s head, knocking the fedora off and sending Achu down to the mat.) 

JR: What the…? 

King: Yaaaay! Tunny isn’t completely mad! This was a set-up right from the start! 

(Tunny kicks Achu hard in the head, then brings the microphone back up to his mouth.)
 
Tunny: Ya really think you’re good enough to be part of the Urban Legends, ya delusional pansy?! No way! Now get ready to pay for yer arrogance by enterin’ my JUNGLE – Urban Legends style!!! 

(Chuck grabs the fallen fedora and exits the ring as Tunny starts working over Achu.)
 
 
 *DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Joe Tunny puts Achu in a chokehold.
Al Johnson warns Joe Tunny to let go.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three, four.
Joe Tunny runs into the ropes.
Achu takes Joe Tunny down with a punch.
Achu executes a chop on Joe Tunny.
Achu executes a chop on Joe Tunny.
Achu runs into the ropes.
Achu hits Joe Tunny with a shoulderblock.
Achu is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Achu throws his arms into the air and yells, "AAAGGGHHHH!".
Some fans are starting to leave.
Achu hits a stomp on Joe Tunny.
Achu hits a piledriver on Joe Tunny.
Achu runs into the ropes.
Achu hits Joe Tunny with a clothesline.
Achu uses a bodyslam on Joe Tunny.
Achu hits Joe Tunny with a savate kick.
Achu goes for a headbutt, but Joe Tunny blocks it.

JR: Tunny picks up Achu and bodyslams him over the top ropes to the outside! Here he comes after him! Tunny leads Achu by the hair, and throws him face first into the corner post! Now Tunny rolls Achu back in, but then pulls him by the arms so his head and chest are hanging over the edge of the ring. Tunny’s back in the ring, and is threatening to hit the ref! What has the ref done? 

King: The ref hasn’t done anything, JR! Tunny’s just distracting him as Chuck pulls back on Achu’s hair as Achu lies with half of his body outside of the ring! 

JR: Tunny backs off of the ref, and Chuck lets go of Achu’s hair. The ref is warning Chuck – he’s not sure whether Chuck interfered or not! Meanwhile, Tunny stands on the ring apron above Achu…and jumps down, delivering an elbow to Achu’s exposed throat on his way down! Achu tumbles down to the floor, clutching his throat! Tunny stomps Achu’s midsection, then picks him up, and delivers a wicked neck breaker! 

(Tunny picks up Achu and sends him back into the ring, following him in.)
 
JR: It looks like the end for Achu! Tunny picks him up, and knees him hard right in the middle of the back! Achu stumbles away, but Tunny catches him and delivers a hard belly-to-back! Tunny is gesturing toward Chuck. What does he want?
 
King: He wants his Urban Legends fedora. Chuck tosses it to him, and Tunny puts it on his head.
 
JR: The crowd doesn’t like Tunny’s posturing, but Tunny doesn’t seem to mind. Wait! Tunny turns Achu over onto his stomach…and he’s locked on the Pain Central! Tunny pulls back with all his strength as Achu screams in pain! 

KING: Are you sure Achu is in pain? He screams like that all the time!

JR: I'm sure, King!

King: He’s tapping! Tunny has won the match, and Achu has had to pay for his arrogance! 

*DING DING*

JR: Really, King! He was the target of a cruel joke! He really thought Tunny was impressed by his wrestling!
 
King: And Achu believed it! How arrogant!

LILLY: The winner is Joe Tunny!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Outside in the parking lot, the roar of a car engine approaching can be
heard. Seconds later, a familiar black and red chameleon painted Diablo GTR
comes ripping through the parking lot. It cuts turns and drifts inches away
from parked cars before sliding sideways to a halt just a few feet away from
the camera is positioned. The engine cuts off and the bass from the car's
sound system can be heard booming seeming louder than the roar of the
engine. The trademark Lamborghini doors lift open and the sounds of Mobb
Deep's "Shook Ones, Pt. 2" pour out from the vehicle. The music stops and
Tamer and Tyrone climb out of the car to the approval of the crowd; Tamer
has his Gold belt draped on one shoulder and his black duffle bag hanging
from the other while Tyrone isn't carrying anything and is in street
clothes)

JR: The former enemies in a heated Love Triangle scenario are now the best
of friends just a few months later.

Tamer: Hey man, thanks for the ride to this place.

Tyrone: Yeah dawg. Dis lil dunny, Boxhead t'ink he be da on'y one who can
get his car shipped over seas. Man, I'll oversee his @$$ t'night!

Tamer: He’ll get his for sure. You got this one, no sweat. Then I pick
myself up some more gold. Hopefully.

Tyrone: I'ma be watchin yer match t'night man. I expect t'ings from ya!
Rememer who ya beat ta earn dat gold on yer shoulder.

Tamer: Oh, I remember. How can I forget?

Tyrone: Yeah, I bet ya still got da stitches on yer @$$!

Tamer: Look at who the funny man is now..

Tyrone: Yeah, I just let ya crack jokes last week...

Tamer: I'm sure.

Tyrone: Aight pimp. I gotta run to dat bridge an set up da world o' hurt for
our boy, Boxerella!

Tamer: Good luck man

Tyrone: Same dawg.

Tamer: You picking me up later tonight?

Tyrone: I dropped ya off, son, didn't I? So when school's over, I'll be in
parent pick up waitin' for yer @$$!

Tamer: Yes Step-Daddy (shoots Tyrone the middle finger... of course, it's
censored out)

Tyrone: Quit pickin' yer nose, boy!

(Tyrone climbs back into the car. The engine revs up and the bass bounds
again. The Diablo GTR peels out right in front of Tamer before shooting off
into the darkness. Tamer laughs and walks towards the arena)

Tamer: I really take this keep your friends close and keep your enemies
closer thing to extremes.

(fade)

>>>

(The scene cuts to a grainy shot of a room in the back of the Tokyo Dome.
The room looks rather plain and filled with an unusual amount of smoke . As
the camera pans to the right Mafioso and Carlos are seen sitting at a
regular brown table with an ash tray in the middle. Two cigarettes burn
slowly. Carlos and Mafioso seem to already be in mid conversation)

Carlos: .........that's true but I still say The Dawg is the most deserving.

Mafioso: The Dawg doesn't count cuz he doesn't work here anymore. Besides we
both know that Box deserves his @$$ kicked more than The Dawg. That's why I
hired The Headhunter to attack that piece of trash! Hmm that reminds me, let
me use your phone for a minute the battery died on mine.

(Carlos pulls a cell phone out of his pocket and slides it across the table
to Mafioso. Mafioso punches in some numbers and waits for an answer)

Mafioso: Yo, Black what's up vato? Listen I just forget to mention earlier
that The Headhunter still had one more hit that I had ordered a week or two
ago but I think that's the last one. From now on we handle our own business
like we agreed but I gotta let you go for now.....Yeah I'm gonna go tell him
to his face!

(Mafioso snaps the phone shut and slides it back across the table to Carlos
before he leaves the room)

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(The camera shows William Black as he walks through the hallway. He stops on at the door to the Urban Legends locker room, and stares at what appears to be a card hanging on the door. He pulls it off and opens it. He reads the front of the card.)

Black: Sorry?

(Black opens the card and Black continues to read.)

Black: The shot at Bedlam missed you! Tonight, there will be no mistakes! Good luck going for those tag titles!

(Black drops the card to the ground and walks into the locker room. His voice is heard as the door slowly closes.)

Black: Jones, we got a problem…

(The door shuts and the camera falls down to the ground to look at the card. It finished with: Vengefully yours, Dreadnaught. )

JR: Dreadnaught has his eyes on the Hit Squad tonight!

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JR: We understand Michael Bole is standing by with White Lightning who will be challenging for the World Title later on tonight. Take it away Michael

(The Camera goes backstage to see White Lightning standing outside of his locker room door, Michael Bole is standing next to him with a microphone in hand.)

Bole: White Lightning, How do you feel about your World Title Match tonight?

White Lightning: First Off, Toyko, Japan….YOU SUCK!!!

(Massive Boos can be heard from the audience.)

White Lightning: Bole, this is the night of my life! The chance I have been waiting for ever since I stepped foot into the BMWF! The chance to prove all the doubters wrong and be in my rightful spot, and that is at the top of the BMWF!

Bole: I know you and Lowedown used to be friends, does that make it more personal going into the match?

White Lightning: Yeah, we were friends before, but it makes it sweeter not because it's a friendship gone wrong. Lowedown is considered the best to ever compete in this business, so whenever I beat him tonight for the World Title, I can only continue to solidify my status as the Legend of the BMWF!

Bole: What exactly does being the World Champion mean to you?

White Lightning: Anybody who dreams about being a wrestler, dreams about being the World Champion. It's the ultimate goal, and tonight I will achieve it. So, what does being the World Champion mean to me, EVERYTHING!

Bole: What about the possibility of the Brotherhood making an appearance?

White Lightning: No one will ruin my chance at the World Title. If the Brotherhood feels the need to get involved, so be it. If it ruins my shot at the World Title, then, believe me, there will hell to pay!

Bole: Any Last Words?

White Lightning: Lowedown…Tonight, you will be paid back from holding me back from greatness. You will be paid back for ruining a part of my career. Lowedown, tonight, I will take what is you're most prized possession. I get what I want and you have something I want. Tonight, I'm gonna take it! Lowedown, this night was inevitable. The Time has come.

(White Lightning walks off as the camera fades….)