Battleground 10 : Sin City Showdown (Show)

[SWAT Team]

Syndicate Wrestling & Tradition and the XHF presents ....

Coming Live from Trump Plaza!!!

[Wiseguy hits and SWAT Owner Joe Pesci makes his way down to the ring, the fans are half cheering, half booing him in a big mixed reaction, he waves them off and Frank passes him the mic.]

Joe Pesci : Ok. Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok.

Looks like it doesn’t take long to get back on top in this business, what a Hell of a show One Hell of a Night was!

We saw the return of Frostbite!

[Crowd pops]

Lucky Linda!!

[Crowd pops again.]

ERICA LINDSAY RICH!!!

[Crowd are going berserk.]

Tonight! We see the debut of a new SWAT signing, one i have very high hopes for, BLAZE FREYA!! She looks the goods folks, let me tell you, also tonight, we see our World Champ Henry Brown teaming up with my main man Mad Dog Paul Soutter, as they look to get a lead in on the competition for the Anzac Cup by teaming together TONIGHT!

We also will see in our main event, Amazons Champion Jade defending her belt against her arch nemesis Lynn Brewster!!! These two have a storied rivalry dating back many years here at SWAT and tonight, they settle it once and for all, IN THE HELL IN A CELL!!!

Ohhh ... and speaking of the Anzac Cup, thats next show! So everyone best work out who you are teaming with and let us know, visiting teams are also more than welcome in this storied annual tag team tournament, honouring the Anzac warriors of past.

Coming up now, is Timeless!! With Roxylishus. She ... i mean this, i want to see first hand, so guys, make some room over there at the commentary booth, i gotta see this up close.

Timeless struts down the aisle, glaring at the crowd with contempt and disgust. Roxylishus stops to interact with one of the crowd, then wretches and turns away heading to the ring, she gets up on the apron and holds the ropes down for Timeless. Roxylishus grabs the mic and passes it to Timeless.

Timeless : I got passion in my pants and i ain’t afraid to show it.

Crowd : IM, SEXY AND I KNOW IT!

Timeless : No (holding his hand up to block them) Your not! I (points to himself with his thumb) AM!

So, here we are in Sin City. And i am set to face the local Brian Miles impersonator, Brian Acres. Last time i saw Miles in the ring, i destroyed both he and his Czar Syndicate tag team partner, two on one in a handicap match, beat them so bad they ran from SWAT, only to return when all the great stars of here were on hiatus. Funny how history repeats itself, he has again ran to the hills from all the great talent flooding in here, and now, i get to wipe the mat with some clone, oh well, what do we say to that Foxy Roxy?

Roxylishus (leaning in to the mic, pushing her cleavage out till the threads of that tiny top look like that are going to burst at the seams) : Whatever.



Timeless : That’s damn right. What_Eva!

Now, last show, i took Rajiv to town with my world famous lethal arm drag. This week, we gave you simpletons at home the chance to decide which move i would use to decimate Miles Acres.

Monkeys, get it up on the Tron.

[SWAT Tron lights up with a shot of a fbook poll. Highlighting Hip Toss as the winner.]

Timeless : Hip toss!!! OMG The HIP TOSS WINS!!

Let’s get this party started then, I am Timeless!

The Ultimate Male Supreme!

Every breathing woman’s wet dream!

A god damn WRESTLING MACHINE!

[Timeless drops the mic and we notice Acres standing by in the ring as Roxylishus exits the ring and the ref calls for the bell.]

Jeremy Tucker : Acres charges Timeless, and Timeless catches him and delivers a flawless Hip toss.

Andrew Fulton : What a move! This guy Timeless is something else, he just calls his shot and then smashes it out of the park, nice to have you with us Mr Pesci.

Joe Pesci : Nice to be here, wow, what a view! (Pesci is leering at Roxylishus)

Jeremy Tucker : Acres back to his feet, and Timeless hits another Hip toss!

Andrew Fulton : Timeless with a 3rd Hip toss, and then a 4th and Acres is clutching at his back.

Joe Pesci : Feels like home out here fella’s, SWAT AND VEGAS!

Jeremy Tucker : Hip toss by Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : What do you say after the show Joe, we hit the town and you show me the real Vegas!

Joe Pesci : I tell you what, get these two, Timeless and Roxylishus to come along, and you got a deal.

Jeremy Tucker : Hip Toss by Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : I ... ahhh .... i think i can arrange that.

Joe Pesci : Timeless throws Acres into the ropes ... MASSIVE HIP TOSS!!!

Jeremy Tucker : He sent him all the way over the top rope with that hip toss!

Andrew Fulton : RoxyLishus on the outside, she is standing over the top of Acres, and Timeless has the referee distracted .... man, if only Acres could see, she is gyrating right on top of his face ... SPLIT SPLASH!!!

[Roxylishus drops down with the splits right onto the face of Acres.]

Joe Pesci : Holy Shit!!

[Crowd also erupt into a Holy Shit chant.]

Jeremy Tucker : She just splatted him with her ... ummm ....

Andrew Fulton : Best_Move_Eva!!!

Joe Pesci : I would take a million hip tosses for one of them Split Splash!

Jeremy Tucker : Roxylishus rolls Acres into the ring, and we can see cartoon style over his head, half stars being knocked out, half love hearts, and he has a goofy smile on his face.

Andrew Fulton : (singing) Split splash i was taking a bath!

Joe Pesci : Ref goes over to admonish Roxylishus, dirty perv, i think he just wants to get closer to her in hopes he will get one.

Jeremy Tucker : As the ref is distracted, Timeless pulls off his glove over his mechanical hand, winds up, and flexes his fist, then WHAM!!! Super Uppercut sends Acres sailing all the way across the ring! So much for the Hip toss!!

Andrew Fulton : It don’t count Jerry, the ref aint watching.

Joe Pesci : Knocked him the FUCK OUT!!

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless pulls a lifeless and dead weight Brian Acres to his feet, and hip tosses him, oh please! Give me a break! He covers him and the ref drops for the count .....
One ...................


Two .....................

THREE!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Timeless wins!! Timeless has defeated Brian Acres using only Hip Tosses!!!

Joe Pesci : Very impressive victory, i like the way these guys go about it.

Jeremy Tucker : What’s really disappointing guys, is that he is a fantastic wrestler, and can do it all in the ring, and for some reason insists on playing these stupid games with hip tosses and arm drags.

Andrew Fulton : You call them stupid, i call them entertaining!

Joe Pesci : Winning is winning!

Frank Salazar : WINNER OF THE MATCH ..... TIMELESS ALEX TURNER!!!!

[Orion – Eternity hits and Roxylishus raises the arm of Timeless in victory.]

Jeremy Tucker : Well, he does that, a lot! We’ll be right back after these commercials folks.

[radu]

"It's all in the hips."

[BACKSTAGE, Brien O'Thomas & TJ Zousa - THE UNDERDOGS ....or THE O-Z if you ask them - are practicing their sick dance moves.  The camera would arrive as they bust out the lawnmower.]

TJ Zousa <pulling his right arm back>: Nah do it like I'm doing it.

Brien O'Thomas: I am!

TJ Zousa: More of a flick too it <spastic elbow thrust> - you snap the arm back and they never expect it.

[Unison lawnmower moves coming at you!]

Brien O'Thomas <busting out a batusi>: And this will make us better wrestlers?

TJ Zousa: Sure - its Capoeira - the delicate are of dancing fighting.  So if you're on the dance floor and accidentally slap someone, its not because you're a clumsy douche but a highly skilled mixed martial artist.

Brien O'Thomas <Waxing on and off>: Sweet!  Where'd you get so good at dancing?

TJ Zousa: When I'm not wrestling, I teach dance classes at a retirement community. <turning to the camera> See if SWAT wasn't so busy labelling us as job boys, they'd see we were full fleshed out characters.

Brien O'Thomas: Like the seven years I spent in the peace corps to get over my fiancée dying?  A woman - Claire - who just happened to be the spitting image of Erica Lindsay Rich!?!?!?!?!??!

TJ Zousa: Exactly.  ...but forget that we're the BEST HUMAN BEINGS in swat.  They're too busy having us make Maddox and Mayhem look good.  And tonight, Soutter and Hell's Bouncer?  A tag match to hype the Anzac Cup?  We all know if American Bear, LEFT Tentacle, Frostbite or any of the other SUPER EMBARRASSING stars of SWAT's past express any interest than the Underdogs won't even be in the damn tournament.

Brien O'Thomas <funky crossface chickenwing... is not working>: That is so uncool.

TJ Zousa <krump>: But if they think they're going to become the stars of the tag scene off of our backs, they've got another thing coming.

[The two men limp to the side like their legs are broken, shaking and twitching like they were smoking crack... The Humpty Dance.  Its at this moment that Brian Acres comes in, very much alive, though shuffling like a zombie and icing his testicles.]

Brien O'Thomas: Roxy?

Brian Acres <bow legged>: Living to fight another day.  You guys?

Brien O'Thomas: If this comes to a dance off then Soutter and his paper champ are as good as dead.

Brian Acres <leaning against a wall to stand upright>: You guys can do it.  B-Boy moves all the way.  This show is like a vacation after the last one... I don't envy Mayhem.

Brian O'Thomas: Oh yeah, Mayhem really pulled the short stick.  Glad I'm not enhancement talent like Mayhem.  Fighting that monster?  Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.  Which up until this point Mayhem has been...

Brian Acres: Mayhem doesn't watch it and he'll be eating all his meals through a damn straw...

TJ Zousa: Broken jaw?

Brian Acres <spitting up blood>: Nah, he just won't be able to eat solids because he'll be too grossed out by what Matei does to him. <wretch>

TJ Zousa <turning back to the camera>: Hear that Soutter?  There are guys on the roster that scare us... but you and the champ?  Bring your A game, or The O-Z is going to dance all over you.

Brien O'Thomas: ...I really hope its a dance off.

[All three men cross their fingers.]

[Soutter]

[We see a limo driving thru the streets of Vegas, the lights look incredible, the shot switches to inside the limo where we see The Big Bad Bustling Bandit, Mad Dog Paul Soutter and the Compton Colossal. Bruno. Soutter has a KGB muscle top on and Bruno is bulging in his KGB wife beater, dark sunglasses in place.]

Bruno : Are you sure we can trust him boss?

Soutter : Brown? Yeah, of course, he looks up to me, idolises me. He’s got our back.

Bruno : Not Brown. PESCI!

Soutter : (smiles) I guess. He knows what happened last time around, he thought he didn’t need us, the fed catapulted into its worst period in history. Joint was a mess. He loves money, we make him money, which makes us money.

Bruno : What about Brewster?

Soutter : She seems to be playing ball.

Bruno : Yeah, but who knows what she is saying to all the bleeding hearts who want to feed her ego and see us fail. Women love that attention, watch ya back with that one.

Soutter : With them all Dawg. YOU are the only one i truly trust, but this business makes for strange bedfellows. Speaking of ... driver .... (Suit taps the glass window) Is this one of the hooker alleys?

Driver : No sir, this is the entrance to the arena.

[Shot opens up and they pull up to the garage entrance, the driver stops the limo, then opens the door for them. Warren W Webber near charges them thrusting his mic in the face of Soutter.]

Warren W Webber : Mr Soutter, is it true?

Soutter : Is what true (annoyed) ... get that thing outta my face.

Warren W Webber : Tonight’s tag match with the O-Zs will be a dance off?

Soutter : Dance off? The only dancing them turkeys will be seeing is the tap dance Brown and i do on their faces!

Warren W Webber : No Humpty Hump?

Soutter : No, although i did once get freaky in a Burger King bathroom.

Bruno : He’s sick with this.

Soutter : Straight Gangster Mack.

Warren W Webber : (lost) Ooook. Sir, last week Lucky Linda, she threatened me, i am feeling this may be an unsafe work place, after the injuries suffered to Katie Moss.

[Soutter head butts him, blood starts gushing from his nose.]

Soutter : A tip for you pal. This is wrestling, this is SWAT!! Of course it’s an unsafe work place. Stand there and hold the mic and collect ya pay check.

(to the camera)

Brein O. Thomas and TJ Zousa!!! Forget the dancing, and start practising laying on ya backs!!! That’s what you’ll be doing for our match tonight!!! Much like them Vegas working girls after the show!!!

Then, the Anzac Cup is ours!

Frostbite!!! Welcome to SWAT!!! Welcome to MY world! You made a huge error sticking your nose in my business! I know you think you are hot shit in them little minnow feds you run around in like a big fish, but this is SWAT!! This is THE big leagues! And I’m the biggest of all the sharks here!! You shoulda known your limitations, wanna step to me, your FUCKED!

I am the Suit!

The Big Bad Bustling Bandit!

Master of the Powerslam!

The Centre of Attention!!

Mad Dog Paul Soutter!!

I got the skill to thrill!!!

The Name to Entertain!!

I’m loud and proud and well endowed!!!

And i like it like that!!!!

[Soutter and Bruno start heading away, and Webber chimes in, bloody handkerchief over his nose]

Warren W Webber : Sir, who is your guest on Suits Suite tonight?

Soutter : You’ll see, if i were you, i would go get that checked out, looks a bit nasty, you should be more careful in the future.

[Soutter power walks off and Webber fumes, oh how much better life was as a commentator.]

[SWAT Team]

[The tron lights up and we see Sabrina Sinstone backstage lacing her boots.]



Sinstone – Hello SWAT! I am Sabrina Sinstone. New girl on the block, well one of the new gals. The other i face tonight, Blaze Freya.

[She finishes her boots and starts taping her wrists.]

Freya, you don’t know me, and i don’t know you, but in just a few short moments, all these fans will know me, and by the time i am done with you, you will be sharing a locker room with the likes of Mayhem, Marie Caedes, Brian Acres and the O-Zs.

Jade, Lynn Brewster, whoever wins tonight out of you two relics, i am putting you on notice, i am coming for that Amazons Belt! I want it, and i get what i want, always have.

[She picks up a water bottle and has a sip]

Freya, prepare to go down in a Blaze of Glory!

[frostbite]

The lights in the arena go completely dark.

Andrew Fulton.. Did Donald forget to pay the light bill.

Joe Pecci.. Well the man has been busy running this country. He has so much on his mind that it could be possible he forgot to pay the bill.

We turn our attention to the Titan ton as we see lotus and many of them flying across the screen so much so that the daylight as turned into night. As that image fades out, another soon appears we suddenly see tanks firing away and soldiers marching in unison as more tanks for firing. That image fades out and another fades in as we see what might appear to be a nuclear explosion of some kind and following that, nothing but ashes and rumble.

Seek and Destroy by Metallica blast over the sound system as the lights have come back on as everybody turn their attention to the top steps as someone wearing a blue hoodie with blue jeans and black boots as their heads down as we can not see exactly who it is. This person slowly picks there head up.

Crowd.... YEEEEEAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton.. He is here, Frostbite has arrived.

Joe Pecci.. After our last show this man has some explaining to do.

Andrew Fulton.. Certainly. Why is he here?

Frostbite looks around at the capacity crowd on hand as he nods his head at them as he begins to walk down the steps as the many in attendance reached out and touch him on his broad shoulders or his hands. Frostbite is focused on the ring with an intense look in his blue eyes as he reaches the last step and quickly hops over the barricade. He walks over to our announce table and ask for a microphone. He is given as he looks back toward the crowd and then his attention back toward the ring as he slowly climbs the steps and climbs through the ropes until he gets into the middle of the ring.

Crowd.. Welcome back Frostbite!!!!!

The music fades out as Frostbite puts the microphone to his lips but the capacity crowd keeps going.

Crowd... This is awesome!!!!! Welcome back Frostbite!!!!

As this continues on for a couple more minutes, Frostbite looks around with an wide grin across his lips. He drops his head but quickly picks it back up as he looks right into the camera with an intense look in his blue eyes.

Frostbite.. First off, thank you.

Crowd... YEEEEAAAAHHH!!!!!!!

Frostbite.. Now the million dollar.. Why am I here? Allow me to take you back to last year Aztec tag team tournament. Myself and Michael Maddox were a team and we'll walking into this tournament I was not 100%. Michael knew that, I had suffered multiple injuries, and to be quite frank, I did not want to do the tournament because of it. I knew that I would not be able to give you people the real Frostbite. But I had promise Michael that I would be by his side no matter what it cost me because I owe him that much. And we all know, we got bounced in the first round because of my poor performance. I have apologize to Michael many times because of it, and he understood and let it go. Michael, understands that in this business we can get hurt at anytime, because that is part of this business.

He pauses before he continues..

Frostbite.. However it appeared that you Paul and others in your locker room thought that I was half ass it and did not put forth my best effort so you took to social media and your locker room as well to bash me. Paul, I decided to be the better man and not say a word and let you and your rejects get it all out of your system because I knew there would come a day that I would get back and you and this company. Well that day starts right now.

Crowd... YÈEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Frostbite... I want the cameraman to come in for a closers look.

The cameraman does so..

Frostbite.. Paul, I know you are back back there, and I want you to listen what I have to say.

The intensity picks up as Frostbite begins to shake from ever being in his body.

Frostbite.. Paul don't you and this locker room ever question my love for this business because that pisses me off. Nobody had ever questions my dedication to this business that had been so great to me for almost 16 years. Paul, you talked about Packer would be disappointed in me.

Crowd... PACKER!!!!!!!!! PACKER!!!!!!!

Frostbite.. Paul, he would be disappointed and what you have done with SWAT. Because you have made this place become full of cry babies. You think Packer looking down would approve of this. Paul, I am going to honor the great Reginald Packer, but doing something that needs to be done. I am hear to do two things.

1... I am here to become an 18 time World Champion

2... In the process I am going to burn this bitch to the ground.

Crowd.... YÈEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Frostbite... Paul, I know you will send anybody and everybody at me to try and do the job for you. Ask your boy, Bruno. I am not that man to play around with. I am sure there is going to come and day that you just might send Henry after me as well. When the day comes and if he still had the belt around his waist. I promise you this...

The camera zooms in on the intensity in his blue eyes.

Frostbite.. I will become the world champion. And Paul trust me, when I say this..

You then will be my bitch..

Frostbite throws the microphone down as his music hits.

Andrew Fulton.. Some strong words from Frostbite.

Joe Pecci.. Frostbite had better be careful because Paul Soutter is nobody to mess with.

[edwarddubin0604]

(Olympia is warming up in the lockerroom when the door opens and slams shut as Olympia turns around and sees Dragonatrix who doesn't look like she's in a good mood.)

Olympia: Dragonatrix. Why are you here."

Dragonatrix: "Why am I here Olympia. Why am I here. I just got word about what you did last Battleground to Katie Moss....."

Olympia: "I'm sorry I did what I did in the ring last week and I've been regretting it ever since."

Dragonatrix: "You should be sorry about what you did. I watched that whole show especially your interview segment and I know that's not the Olympia that I know and trained."

Olympia: "I guess I was out of line."

Dragonatrix: "Oh you were more than out of line Olympia. You went too far when you attacked Katie Moss. You do remember what I taught you about respecting the ring officials, security people and most of all the ring announcers, commentators and interviewers."

Olympia: "Don't attack them no matter what anyone says....."

Dragonatrix: "And....."

Olympia: "Don't tell them to shut up and respect them."

Dragonatrix: "That's right. Yet there you were in the ring doing exactly the opposite of what I told you."

Olympia: "I guess I just snapped."

Dragonatrix: "What caused you to snap."

Olympia: "Erica Lindsay Rich claimed that she beat me for my SWAT Pan Amazons Title. She knows what really happened but it seems she completely forgot that Marie Caedes stole the title and Erica wasn't even in the match or just barely enough."

Dragonatrix: "I was watching that match and I know for a fact that she was getting the best of you on occasions."

Olympia: "She was lucky since I was upset that Marie Caedes interjected herself into that match."

Dragonatrix: "Don't forget you did beat her in that Three Cages of Fear Match when you forced her to submit. She obviously remembered that match quite well enough to try and remind you about the four way match."

Olympia: "Obviously not quite that well."

Dragonatrix: "Which reminds me I had a little talk with GM 'Queen' Lynn Brewster and I had to practically apologize for you and your actions. Hell the whole women's roster seems to be upset and I had to practically defend you."

Olympia: "Yeah you heard about that too."

Dragonatrix: "Yeah I did. So was there anyone else you went after like Marie Caedes since I saw what happened there too."

Olympia: "I had nothing to do with that. I settle all my battles in the ring and not outside."

Dragonatrix: "I hope you're right. Now about what you did to get you into this mess involving your gold medals."

Olympia: "She was the one who wanted a title match....."

Dragonatrix: "Which you told her only a non-title which isn't like you either. You usually accept challenges no matter who it is with the title on the line and yet you refused to show the same respect to Erica."

Olympia: "She was the one who disappeared while I stayed. Think about this too The Irish Bombshells left for several months and returned interrupting The Hired Killers celebration."

Dragonatrix: "Yeah and she put her title on the line against Avery McCullen and yet you didn't show the same respect to Erica when she interrupted you."

Olympia: "Fine you made your point."

Dragonatrix: "So tell me why you put your most prized possessions on the line in a ladder match. If you lose the match....."

Olympia: "I won't."

Dragonatrix: "You better not since you won't be able to get any replacements and she may not show much respect to them either like Marie Caedes did. So I hope you made the right move and you better hope you win this match or she'll be wearing them like they were jewelry and I know that's not what you want."

Olympia: "I plan on winning and I will retain possession of my gold medals."

Dragonatrix: "I hope so Olympia. For your sake I really hope so."

(Dragonatrix leaves and the door closes as Olympia glares and snarls as she pounds her fist in her palm.)

Olympia: "Don't worry I'll make sure Erica gets what's coming to her."

(The scene sloisly fades to black.)

[Lucky Linda]

”Folks, coming out to join us at this time ... LUCKY LINDA LA FEY!!!” Bellows Warren W Webber as Linger blares thru Trump Plaza, Linda makes her way to the ring, a big smile on her face and high fiving the fans as she does a lap around the ring, then enters.

“Thank you so much Las Vegas for the kind welcome” Says Linda, a warm honest smile on her face. “It blows me away, every_single_time! To come out here and get this reception, to be sure too be sure, it is quite humbling.” Linda smiles again to the fans and camera.

“Thank you also Mr Webber for your kind introduction, i am hopeful tonight’s interview goes a little better than last weeks.” Linda gives Webber the eye, squinting at him, then plays it off as only a joke, but he gets the message, or does he?

“I can not apologise for last week, nor will i” States Webber. “I am a broadcast journalist, and i call it as i see it.”

“Fair call” Linda replies “Ask me anything you wish, i am an open book .”

“Ok then, last week, you cost Avery McCullen her championship match with Jade, and also, injured her. How is she? And ... how is your team after that?” Asks Webber, quite pleased with himself.

“Our team is rock solid!” Linda assures him. “As for Avery’s condition, i am not fully up to date with her recovery, but .....”

“Not fully up to date?” Interupts Webber. “I would assume being tag team partners, you would be in the loop?” Webber is pleased with himself and smirks, then offers Linda the mic.

“We don’t live in each others pockets.” Replies Linda. “Avery and i are our own people, i have sent her a few texts, and tried to phone a couple of times ... “

“Tried to phone?” Exclaims Webber. “Tried! That sounds like you haven’t even spoken with her.” Webber thinks he has cracked open the case or something.

“As i said, we are our own people.” Linda replies. “Avery is one tough cookie. We come from the same roots, toughness is ingrained in us, it is who we are.” Linda walks around the ring. “From the time we can crawl, we learn to fight where we come from.” Linda stares right into the eyes of Webber. “Our school play fights, would send most of the Amazons here running off to a new career.” Linda takes a breathe and calms herself. “You couldn’t understand, you look like you have never fought for anything in your life, Avery and I, we have never stopped fighting. You think a little scratch like last week will stop her?”

“I will have you know i have had my fair share of rumbles” Replies Webber. “As for a scratch, it looked like a serious wound to me.”

“Yeah, sure you have” Linda pats him on the shoulder condescendingly. “Are you a doctor now? You wouldn’t last five minutes where we come from. We are the Irish Rose Bombshells. We live this life, it’s embedded in us! We are about to make history, and be the first female tandem to win the Anzac Cup! Tonight, who are we facing, some She Devils?”

“They are a very formidable unit, aligned with the World Champion Henry Brown himself.” States Webber.

“Avery and I could beat all three of them” remarks Linda. “Brown is Lucky he isn’t with them against us, we could run rings around him and the She Devils.”

“Wow, so now you’re challenging the World Champion Henry Brown?” an astounded Webber asks.

“Not challenging, just stating a fact.” Linda replies. “Although .... that World Belt would look might fine around this wee waist” Linda motions the famed belt gesture. “To be sure, too be sure.”

“I suggest you work more on communicating with your tag team partner, than worrying about world title matches” snipes Webber.

“And i suggest you invest in some breathe mints.” The crowd erupt in laughter and Webber fumes. “I mean, come on Webber, you smell like you been on a 4 day bender.”

“Don’t be preposterous.” Protests Webber.

“You do know i am considered somewhat of the lucky charm” Linda tells Webber. “It’s all in the way you portray yourself. I could turn your luck around in a flash, if i wanted to.”

“My lucks ok.” Webber looks uncomfortable.

“Ok?” asks Linda. “Haven’t you just lost your job calling the action with the A Team back in the Saddle?”

“My time will come again.” Webber bristles.

“If you say so Jack. Don’t say i never offered.” Linda grins to Webber. “As for you She Devils, your luck is about to run out.” Linda turns to face the camera. “It’s time to enter the big leagues! Time to roll the dice and see what lady luck has in store for us, so She Devils, you got to ask yourself a question, do you feel lucky? “ Linda raises an eyebrow. “Well? Do Ya? Punks!” Linda winks at Webber, and Linger blares once again in the arena as she makes her way to the back.

[thejerseydevildiva]

The scene opens on the backstage area where see Joe Pesci heading toward his office. The night was going as he had planned but for now he needed a break. He reaches his office and opens the door and goes to turn on the light but it doesn't turn on.

Pesci: Shit...

The outline of the high backed chair turns around as a pair of pure red eyes are seen.

Pesci: Who in the hell are you? How did you get in here?

Figure: You should me better than that boss man...

Pesci: It can't be...

The lights flicker and come back on and there is no one there. His heard races as he looks around seeing nothing more than a single bullet with the words one shot engraved in it. He picks it up and puts in his pocket as he sits in the chair, with the scene fading to black.

[SWAT Team]

["Joe Pesci Theme", by SWATmusic blasts through the Trump Plaza and Casino PA system speaker and out struts Owner of Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition..Joe Pesci. Pesci has a dapper grey suit on, wearing a tie and shiny black shoes. Waiting in the ring already is Katie Moss. Pesci has a mic in his hand and the fans are that of a mixed reaction. Pesci power struts even more then enters the ring and begins to speak into his mic.]


Joe Pesci: Ok..ok..ok. I see a lot of you youts don't like me very much-


Katie Moss: Youts?


Joe Pesci: Yeah, you know..youts.


Katie Moss: I'm not sure that's a word.


Joe Pesci: Very funny..it is most definitely a word. You know..young people..youts.


Katie Moss: Oh.."youths".


Joe Pesci: Yeah, like I fuckin' says..youts. What are you tryin' to make me out as an idiot over here?


Katie Moss: No, I-


Joe Pesci: You do what? Value your job? 


[Katie Moss just nods "yes" in fear of getting fired.]


Joe Pesci: Good girl. Have I eva' told you they fuck you in the drive thru? Cuz, they do you know. Ok..ok..ok..back on topic before I lose my train of thought. 


Katie Moss: Nice suit by the way boss.


Joe Pesci: You like it, huh? I picked it up on the set of Goodfellas..or maybe it was Casino, I forget which. I think it was the one where I fucked the shit outta' Sharon Stone.


[Katie Moss almost throws up in her mouth at the visual of Joe Pesci ramrodding Stone like a stuck pig in the movie Casino. She gulps then speaks.]


Katie Moss: Casino.


Joe Pesci: I thought it was one of the twos. Anyway, like I was saying. What a first show..huh?


[Crowd pops loud.]


Joe Pesci: See, that's the main thing. I don't give a fuck if you like me or not..some do..some don't. What I do care about is everybody liking the product we put out each and every week. So one of my jobs is to sign some big names. So that's exactly what I've done. Without further ado..welcome to the Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition family..THE IT COUPLE OF PRO WRESTLING--

[Orion- Eternity (Chill out version) hits and "Timeless" Alex Turner struts down the aisle, glaring at the crowd with contempt and disgust. Roxylishus stops to interact with one of the crowd, then wretches and turns away heading to the ring, she gets up on the apron and holds the ropes down for Turner. Roxylishus grabs the mic and passes it to Turner.]


Timeless: I got passion in my pants and i ain’t afraid to dance!


Crowd: I'M, SEXY AND I KNOW IT!


Timeless: No (holding his hand up to block them) Your not! I (points to himself with his thumb) AM!


[Timeless saunters smugly around the ring impressed with himself. He enters the ring with Roxylishus.]


Joe Pesci: Um.."Timeless" is it?


Timeless: Yepppp. That's me!!


Joe Pesci: I know it's you. It's a figure of speech. Who could ever forget sweet tits over there.


[He winks at Roxylishus.]


Roxylishus: Aww. Thanks for noticing Mr. Pesci.


Joe Pesci: Oh, I notice things like that. That's the best part of my job. But.."Timeless"..you two are ALREADY signed to a Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition contract-


Timeless: Yeah..and? You said the "IT Couple of Professional Wrestling." That's us-


Joe Pesci: You already have a spot here. It has to be somebody new..get it now?


Timeless: Oh..yeah!! I get it..my bad!


[Still has no clue.]


Joe Pesci: Since you are already here I have an idea..Please welcome the IT COUPLE OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING..THE TWO HOTTEST FREE AGENTS ON THE MARKET--

["Who Made Who", by AC/DC rocks Trump Plaza to the core! Out McGregor struts Joey Morelli wearing a custom fitted black suit and brand new Nike Air Jordan shoes. Beside him, clutching his right arm is his wife and valet, Candice Morelli. The crowd boos Joey but marks out for Candice as she smiles, winks and blows kisses to her adoring fans. Joey helps her into the ring..pauses..then shakes his uncle Pesci's hand. Pesci quickly embraces his nephew with a huge Italian style hug. Candice shakes Timeless' hand as he sorta' checks her out with a smile. Roxylishus notices then nudges Timeless back to reality and smiles at Candice. Joey gets thrown a mic from an outside agent and begins to speak.]


Joey Morelli: Look who is back in Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition, baby! (Fans boo) Damn..I.see I am as liked here as I am in SEE chat room!


Candice Morelli: At least here you won't get kicked out for doing your job. (The fans cheer)


Joey Morelli: That's true..and for you fans who have been living under a bridge and have no clue who I am. (Fans mimic "who") I am not only the nephew of my uncle Joe Pesci and former GENERAL MANAGER of this fine establishment but I am current COO of Shrouded Enigma Entertainment! 


Candice Morelli: I'm sure everybody knows who we are, babe. It's pretty obvious who the "It Couple of Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition" is!


Timeless: That's true!


Joey Morelli: That's true!


[Morelli and Timeless say it simultaneously.]


Timeless: Hey! Roxylishus and I the IT couple!


Joey Morelli: Hey! Candice and I the IT couple!


Joe Pesci: Boys..boys. ok..ok..you two can agree to disagree on this one.


Timeless: I agree!


Joey Morelli: I agree!


[They both point at themselves. Roxylishus and Candice step between them just before they get into each others faces.]


Timeless: Mr. Pesci..you're funny.


Joe Pesci: I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown? I'm just some lunatic macaroni mushroom, is that it?


[Both Joey and Timeless stop bickering.]


Roxylishus: You don't look like a clown to me Mr. Pesci.


Candice Morelli: Or a lunatic macaroni mushroom, Uncle Joe.


Joe Pesci: Aww..thank you girls. That gives me an idea so you two alpha males can get along. At the Anzac Cup you both will be on the same team representing Chianti!


[Timeless and Joey both know not to mess with Pesci. Pesci gives them both a look and they reluctantly shake hands.]


Joe Pesci: Go ahead and give these people some parting word yous two.


Timeless: Party? I love to party. I'm too sexy for my shirt and it hurts!


Joey Morelli: Sorry not sorry!


Joe Pesci: Glad you fellas decided to play nice. Ladies and gentlemen..I give you the winner of Anzac Cup 2019..Chianti!


Roxylishus: Roxylishus!


Candice Morelli: And Candilishus!


Joe Pesci: And you can't beat that!


[The scene fades with Pesci having one girl on each side of him and Morelli and Timeless playing thumb wars trying to out do the other.]

[Deleted]

Sitting in the lowest level of Trump Towers in the boiler room near the big fiery furnace, sitting around with my personal interviewer Sherman Buckingham, and the female team of She Devils, Jasmine and Jewel. All wearing Hells Bouncer SWAT World Champion T Shirts that is on sale now with SWAT Merchandise. She Devils have a barbed wired lead pipe with them and we discuss business and everything coming up, from the next show to Anzac Cup to it all.

HB- Well team we are here at next event and here at Trump Towers and funny thing is Donald Trump is President so making this a more worthwhile place to be. NOT. If Trump was here he would get the beating of his life by all of us here She Devils and Myself and maybe even Paul Soutter. So we have a busy schedule coming up team. She Devils and Soutter and HB teaming in the Anzac Cup to make history. And then before we do that we here have our respected matches in about a week or so coming as Me and Soutter take on Thomas And Zousa, She Devils facing Irish Rose Bombshells. So what does everyone think on their respected matches?

Jewel- Well Irish Bombshells have made a mistake wanting to face us knowing they know how I fight but Jasmine in ring debut I hear and seen she can put on a wrestling beatdown to anyone and everyone. So I be afraid not knowing what Jasmine can do.

Jasmine- I won't bring much out but I have a lot of wrestling skill and ready to put out someone's misery for sure. The rest they will see in the ring.

( Out comes Sherman Buckingham bringing in SWAT cameras to do HB's interview )

Sherman Buckingham- Hey sorry I was late, I grabbed a camera guy so your opponents and Paul Soutter can see what is going on so let us start the interview.


( As Sherman is being microphoned and ready to begin as cameras turn on and everything is set up )

Sherman Buckingham- Welcome all you fans of SWAT Wrestling, we are here at Trump Towers in the Boiler Room near the massive furnace of Towers on the lowest floor here, as tonight we talk to the man who recently became and defended his newly won World Heavyweight Championship. And now he partners with Paul Soutter in a pre match leading to April 22nd where we begin the Anzac Cup tournament. He is SWAT World Champion Hells Bouncer. Welcome HB!!!

HB- Thank You Sherman. Lets get onto the interview.

Sherman Buckingham- Couple weeks back Brian Miles was going to leave the company with the World Title and made him have an impromptu match and you were the man they called out to face him. Within minutes he tapped out to Triangle Choke aka Hells Choker, and you became the New SWAT World Champion. How did that feel for you after 3 yrs being here you finally win it?

HB- You know it was something I never thought possible. I had a chance in 7 layer cage match and came up short and then 2 weeks later I got a match and put him out quick and won it all. literally I think this is all a dream. I am still trying to take in.

Sherman Buckingham- At Battleground 9 you were in a triple threat match against Goth and Dave Brickheart in your first World Title Defense, I do got to say you had help and you came close to losing the Title until your upcoming partner Paul Soutter saved you. Thoughts?

HB- I will admit, I had help but look at the other way around I was left in a pool of my own blood, they tried to cheat the way so what came from them, Karma was a bitch to them and they got their just desserts. All I am saying is I am still here as SWAT World Champion. All that matters.

Sherman Buckingham- Speaking of left in a pool of blood. The Return of Frostbite. He was the one to cause that to you. Now I been hearing word that your wanting to defend the World Title at anytime. Will Frostbite be next or someone else?

HB- That is left up to the committee on who and when they put me in another championship defense. but I don't care I am staying World Champion. I said in December that 2019 is my year and look I am World Champion in 2019, so right now my reign of Hells Bouncer Era continues.

Sherman Buckingham- Well this coming Battleground 10, you don't have a championship match but you team up with Paul Soutter to take on Brein Thomas and TJ Zousa. Your thoughts on that?

HB- Well, me and Soutter will come out on top and show why we will be unbeatable come Anzac Cup. And we will win this tournament by any means necessary.

( Just then Jewel interrupts HB's Interview )

Jewel- Wait a minute, excuse me HB. I know we are a team but you better not look over Myself and Jasmine the She Devil's you may be with the big wig of this company but I have a feeling She Devils will be winning this tournament.

HB- Jewel, you and Jasmine have a big task being together for the first time coming up at Battleground 10, Irish Bombshells, you defeat them then we can talk on who is going to win what and who will do what. So make sure Anzac Cup if your intent on beating me and Soutter, then win it all and we win it all us 4 in the finals then you can talk.

Jewel/Jasmine- Fine we will win.

Sherman Buckingham- Well HB you got your hands full and now your She Devils looking at you and Soutter so I wish you the best and good luck at Battleground 10 and Anzac Cup.

HB- Thank You but no luck needed when you have the best in the business.

( Cameras shut off as an argument insues )

Jasmine- HB you know since you have won the Championship and joined forces with Soutter, You do not think us ladies can pull history off in anywhere. Then you better be front row when we destroy Irish Bombshells because they will explode by losing.

Jewel- Yeah we will show you HB you have taught us enough to show why we can be on top just like you.

HB- Go out and show me and show me what you have and then we talk. I need to get with Paul and discuss business. So I will see you ladies at Battleground 10.

( Scene fades as the argument persues )

[radu]

[Meanwhile in the Electric Boogaloo Zone.]

Brian Acres <still icing nads while laid out on a gurney>: Can you teach me how to dougie?

TJ Zousa: Teach you how to dougie?

Brian Acres: Did I stutter.

TJ Zousa: Check this out...

[That Dancing Tool starts to bust out the best dougie this side of the Sands...]

Brien O'Thomas: That bastard!

TJ Zousa <catching himself mid rotation>: What?  All my bitches love me, don't be fucking with my dougie.

[Can we swear in this iteration of SWAT, because the O-Z didn't go to any fancy finishing schools.  They don't even go to finishing massage parlours.  ...On account of how in love BOT was with his dead fiancee that looks like Erica Lindsay Rich - we're totally going to have that catch on.]

Brien O'Thomas: Sorry to interrupt your mad moves TJ, but I just watched a Hell's Bouncer promo!

[The other members of SWAT Enhancement crew look deeply upset.  Poor Brien.  Isn't that the one where you die 7 days later?  With the bruising from that Timeless beating starting to show, Brian Acres looks like a member of the blue man crew, but even in his horribly mangled state, he musters the energy to get off his gurney and offer it to poor O'Thomas.  Brien happily takes the seat, looking weak from his horrible ordeal.]

Brian Acres: Why did you do it, you fool.  Watching that promo could have taken years off your life.  You're still young... things are never that bad!

Brien O'Thomas: ...I... was in the hallway... when I thought I saw Radu Matei.......... he is SO scary.  Trying to run away, I ducked into the broom closet........... at least... I thought it was the broom closet.

[TJ Souza throws a blanket around the shoulders of his violently shivering partner.  The kid could be going into shock.  There is only one way for the team of Soutter and HB to beat the OZ is if your enhancement talent specialists die before the match starts.]

TJ Souza: ....But it wasn't the broom closet was it?

Brien O'Thomas <shaking head>: It was master control... and they were playing... <wretch> I can't even say it.  His interview.  God.  I tried to get out of there... I tried to claw my own eyes out, but I could barely move.  The mind numbing boredom... it felt like sleep paralysis.  Was I dying?  I would have killed for a mouthful of Matei's bugs then, I don't mind telling you.  And the promo... the bastard barely talked about us... he looked right past us, spent more time jawing about Frostbite. <wretching again> The stupid son of a bitch.

[Brien O'Thomas slips into a coma.]

TJ Souza: So Hell's Bouncer - you think you can just sleep on us and focus on the Anzac, and title defences?  Well two can play at that game.  Lets talk about title defences.  I think you should defend against Frostbite.  In fact, I think you should defend in a very special match... since you're from Hell, and he's got an ice theme... why not make it a DUMPSTER FIRE match.  Winner throws his opponent into a flaming dumpster, to take out the trash?  Speaking for all us boys in the back, I think the Dumpster Fire perfectly represents your championship run, Brown.  While you two sign the contract, be prepared to drop a tag match tonight... because...

I am The Souz!

The Retirement Rhumba Royalty!

The Foxtrotting Enhancer!

Master of the Lambada!

Electric Boogaloo Breaking King TJ Souza!

I got the moves that prove, I cannot be out mamboed by the likes of you!  

Tap dancin' calypso steppin' sufi whirlin' robot bustin' bachata hustlin' bossa nova swayin' WILD turkey trottin' gangsta walkin' st. louis shaggin' western swingin' interpretative dance machine...

And I'll take your rhythm lacking head off clean!

If you skip to my jive you will not stay alive.

NOW LET ME GET BACK TO MY DOUGIE, BECAUSE ALL MY BITCHES LOVE ME, DON'T.  BE.  FUCKING.  WITH.  MY.  DOUGIE.

[Brien O'Thomas fights back from the death that HB brags about giving all his opponents, just in time to deliver the punchline.]

Brien O'Thomas: And that's how we move.

[The Underdogs go back to gearing up for tonights dance off, hoping that HB isn't too chickenshit to sign the Dumpster Fire match.] 

[SWAT Team]

[Just a little by Liberty X hits and Sabrina Sinstone saunters to the ring.]

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall. Currently in the ring, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts. Coming in a 5’7 and 135 pounds ... SABRINA SINSTONE!!!!

[ The arena darkens and fans erupt into loud cheers as “Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Blackpool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya comes out from behind the curtain, walking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner to await her opponent with a determined look on her face.]

Frank Salazar : And hailing from Blackpool, England. Coming in at 5’6 & 125 pounds ... BLAZE FREYA!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Ref calls for the bell and we are under way.

Andrew Fulton : Two new comers to SWAT here Jerry, you know anything about these two?

Jeremy Tucker : European uppercut by Blaze, sends Sinstone to the mat. Not too much Fulton, Freya has a storied history in the Extreme Wrestling Organization, Sinstone, i don’t have anything on.

Andrew Fulton : EWO? Never heard of them.

Jeremy Tucker : Sinstone sweeps the legs of Freya and then locks on a chin lock.

Andrew Fulton : These two couldn’t be further apart, Sabina looks like some beauty queen, and Freya, she looks like she could take the both of us out Jerry. Which, might be a bit of fun might i add.

Jeremy Tucker : Please. Freya counters the chin lock grabbing two hand fulls of hair and then kneeing Sabrina in the head.

Andrew Fulton : Is Sabrina a witch Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : A witch?

Andrew Fulton : Isn’t that a witches name? Sabrina?

Jeremy Tucker : I don’t know, i am not the guru of cults and witches. Freya with a bicycle kick. Rocked her!

Andrew Fulton : I’ll ask Blaze. She looks like she would be up to date on witches.

Jeremy Tucker : You will never learn Fulton, here’s an idea, why don’t you ask her! Ask Sabrina herself?

Andrew Fulton : Nah, she might take offense.

Jeremy Tucker : Vertical suplex by Freya. I think its Tabatha who was the witch.

Andrew Fulton : Full nelson suplex by Freya, she bridges, the full nelson still locked in, this could be it.

Jeremy Tucker : Great bridge! One ............... Two ....... Sinstone flips over breaking the hold and the count.

Andrew Fulton : Hand full of hair by Sinstone, into a head lock, nails a bull dog.

Jeremy Tucker : Freya falls to one knee, she is in trouble, that bull dog has really hurt her.

Andrew Fulton : She needs to work on taking a punch, one bulldog and she is out of it, wow.

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze back to her feet, a bit wonky and they start trading blows. Blaze is dazed by one of the blows, and drops to a knee, the crowd screaming for Sabrina to finish her ... blaze rises up with a vicious uppercut

Andrew Fulton : Roped her in, hook line and sinker! Knew she was playing possum.

Jeremy Tucker : You were just questioning her endurance one second ago, jeez.

Andrew Fulton : Never doubted her for a moment.

Jeremy Tucker : Frankensteiner by Blaze. Sabrina is in trouble here, Blaze looks to be in full control now.

Andrew Fulton : Sabrina tries to fight back goes for a waist lock, Freya powers out of it, arm ringer, Sabrina rolls out of that and PELE KICK! Freya with the Pele!

Jeremy Tucker : She is unreal! SWAT has unearthed another new star here tonight Fulton!

Andrew Fulton : Freya poses, working the crowd up. She has them in the palm of her hand.

Jeremy Tucker : Sinstone gets to her feet, goes for a super kick! No! Freya ducked and Sinstone just nailed the ref with that superkick!

Andrew Fulton : Both girls look at the downed ref ... WHATS THIS JERRY! A fan just ran in the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : That’s not a fan, that’s Marie Caedes! Wow! Caedes clobbers Freya with a double ax handle! Freya is down. What is she doing out her ?

Andrew Fulton : Interrupting the match Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : But why? She is not even on the card tonight.

Andrew Fulton : That’s probably why. Doesn’t like these two newbies taking her spot.

Jeremy Tucker : Caedes with a Sidewalk slam with knee to stomach to Sinstone. Sabrina is OUT!

Andrew Fulton : TORN!!!! Gore spear by Blaze to Marie!! Marie rolls out of the ring!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya not letting Marie steal her moment. Blaze rips her boot off, and swings it around in the air, the crowd are going wild. She has done this before, i have heard of this, she likes to ram her sweaty foot in the gob of her opponents!

Andrew Fulton : Kinky.

Jeremy Tucker : Not really Fulton, what is wrong with you man.

Andrew Fulton : Where should i start.

Jeremy Tucker : Freya brandishes her foot in the face of Sinstone, pressing it up against her face, the boot held high in her hand, and Marie jumps back up on the apron and tries to grab the boot, both Marie and Blaze tug at the boot, and Blazes rips it from Maries grasp, but loses balance as she does and falls backwards, Sinstone rolls her up ... the ref crawls over for the count .... One ..... Two ...... THREE!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Sabrina did it! She won!

Jeremy Tucker : Thanks to Marie! Wow! This is a real shocker.

Andrew Fulton : Freya is in shock, she is fuming .... Sidewalk slam with knee to stomach!!! Marie just demoed Freya!! She is a wild women!

Jeremy Tucker : “Right Side of the Street”!!! Marie grabs the boot and smashes it into the head of Blaze, then, she grabs Blazes own foot, and torques it around, and rams it into Blazes own mouth!!! Ewwwwww!!!

Andrew Fulton : Marie poses with the boot then throws it at Blaze. She is making a statement tonight Jerry!

["(Amen) Its Saturday Night” by Panic At the Disco hits and Marie power walks up the ramp, Sinstone struggling to her feet, the ref trying to raise her hand and Blaze looking like she wants to hurl as we fade.]

[edwarddubin0604]

(Jade is passing time by dismantling and reassembling her Glock after she just warmed up. The door opens and Melvyn enters as she suddenly points her Glock at him. He shoots his hands up a frightened look on his face.)

Melvyn: "Don't shoot me please....."

Jade: "Give me an excuse not too."

Melvyn: "I-I was asked to interview you."

(Jade lowers the Glock.)

Jade: "Okay but if you ask anything stupid......"

Melvyn: "I won't."

Jade: "Hopefully unlike that moron WWW who tried to play National Enquirer reporter with Linda and Olympia."

Melvyn: "Oh I've known that moron for quite sometime."

Jade: "Just like he knew you to be a jackass narcissistic sex maniac."

Melvyn: "I'm not...."

(Jade gives him the look and he sighs and rolls his eyes in resignation.)

Melvyn: "Okay point taken."

Jade: "So what were you going to ask me about Melvyn."

Melvyn: "You have a match with Lynn Brewster tonight for your SWAT Amazons Women's Title. What are your thoughts."

Jade: "You know for ten years Lynn and I have been going at it in SWAT ever since I first arrived here and Packer placed us together in the same ring. Imagine he thought it was a short term thing, but what happened was a classic feud that's lasted a decade. Tonight our feud come to an end in a Hell in a Cell Match and one of us is going be declared the winner of both the title and this feud."

Melvyn: "You know she's been one to disrespect you like she did a few months ago."

Jade: "Yeah I know about how she considered me lazy and average. Well tonight she's going to see how hard I worked for the SWAT Amazons Women's Title and she's going to see why I earned this title and how much I put in defending it. I didn't care who the opponent was or what match stipulations were placed in there. I always went out there and put everything I had into every match no matter the outcome. Tonight I'm going out there and I'm going to be wrestling for respect and honor and when and if I win. I want Lynn to shake my hand in respect and recognize me in respect as well."

Melvyn: "Of course you can't come out with your sister Kim."

Jade: "You saw many of my previous matches and you saw I didn't need assistance. I told Kim that I didn't want any interference in this match and I meant it too. I warned her that I would place her in the trunk of our car or lock her in a room that doesn't have a lock inside the room and I meant it. I gave her the night off and I hope she listens and stays away from the arena."

Melvyn: "You think Lynn's going to sneak one of her relatives in to interfere."

Jade: "Doubtful but possible depending on the circumstances though I suspect that Marie Caedes will try to stick her face into my business again.
ironic isn't it. She was supposedly attacked and injured but strangely enough she sure looked like she didn't get hurt. Well if she does show up and interfere in my business again. She's going to find out what a real Hired Killer can do."

Melvyn: "Well not to upset you but I guess you heard what Olympia did....."

(Jade once again points her Glock at him and he gulps.)

Jade: "Stop bringing up what I obviously know Melvyn. First off I know what Lynn told me and I told Dragonatrix first and both of us were embarrassed at what happened. Yeah Lynn blamed me since she thought The Hired Killers mentored Olympia when it was Dragonatrix. She already talked to her and the rest of the women to smooth things over. Believe me Melvyn I saw what happened too and that wasn't Olympia in the ring and that wasn't her attacking Katie Moss."

Melvyn: "How would you know."

Jade: "Because Olympia was late arriving. Everyone was giving her the eye and she didn't know why until Dragonatrix saw her walking through the corridor shortly after Olympia arrived at her lockrroom. Olympia didn't even know what happened and then found out a match was made with Erica Lindsay Rich for her Olympia gold medals. Believe me I know Olympia and she was pissed off at that stunt Erica pulled on her and when she gets pissed off. Eric's going to pay a very painful price if Olympia gets a hold on her."

Melvyn: "Let's get back to your match with Lynn Brewster. You two seem to want to tear each other apart and you both plan on committing bloodshed."

Jade: "Yeah I expect that too but you know what Melvyn. I don't care how much blood we spill since we've been wanting to do that everytime we meet. I intend to make sure she gets paid out compliments of my blood for blood policy. You see Melvyn I'm going to be quite motivated as never before and believe me if Lynn's bragging about my being left in the second cage wasn't motivation enough. Believe me I'm going to be even more motivated than ever before. So for Lynn that's going to be real bad news since I love violence and I love bloodshed. Tonight this is going to be a night for all SWAT fans to remember and after tonight I'm going to get the true respect I deserve from Lynn Brewster after we end our bitter feud once and for all. So excuse me I have some business to attend to."

(She reholsters her Glock and leaves.)

Melvyn: "Umm....Back to you."

(The scenenslowly fades to black.)

[averymccullen]

Act 1: A slight injury


Two Days Before Battle Ground 10

The scene opens on the beautiful city of Las Vegas. The city was full of life with heavy traffic heading this way and that, as tourists made their way along the side walk in search of the next big thing. The buildings loomed over the streets as the sound of slot machines that sat in front of a few of the casino's echoed mixing with the sound of traffic and sirens that filled the air. The smells from the different buffets mingled in the air, mixing with the water from the pools and fountains that could be found within the city, and the once bright neon lights were dulled against the bright sun light that covered the jewel within the desert. The Silver and Gold Pawn shop had a line that wound itself from the front door to round the corner and down the street with people trying to get inside. The camera moves over the city and soon comes to a stop on the Bellagio Hotel and Casino. The camera moves up the towers and soon comes to a stop on one of the of the balconies that loomed over the fountain far below. We see the room was massive in size and that it was done in marble floors in the dining room, while the living room was done in plush white carpet. In a play pen sat Lizzie playing with her toys as Avery sits on the couch getting looked over by the doctor.

Avery: How's it looking doc?

Doctor: You're lucky you didn't lose the eye Misses Maddox. There are broken blood vessels  and serve bruising. It will be swelled for another week or so.

Avery: That's great.

Doctor: It would be best if you stayed here and rested until it was healed.

Avery sighs, and shakes her head.

Avery: Is that a suggestion or an order?

Doctor: I'm saying that you should really take it easy... Why are you asking?

Avery: You see I have a match coming up and I really can't miss it, so the question is can I get into the ring like this?

Doctor: If you step into the ring Misses Maddox there is a chance that you will lose the eye.

Avery ponders over a thought for a moment.

Avery: How big a chance?

Doctor: More than likely a 50/50 chance.

Avery: Good to know. Thanks doc.

Doctor: At least wear the patch over it so nothing will get into it. The last thing you need to do is get it infected.

Avery: Fair enough. Thanks doc.

He nods and heads for the door, as Mike comes in. The doctor steps out and closes the door behind him. Mike kisses her on the cheek before he sits on the leather couch beside her.

Mike: What did the doctor say?

Avery: Well... I can still get into the ring.

Mike: Really? How bad is it?

Avery: Broken blood vessels, bruising, and swelling. I'll be alright.

Mike: Are you sure? I mean can you trust Linda?

Avery: It was an accident. I mean if rolls were reversed and I did it to her I'm sure that she would trust me right?

Mike shrugs.

Mike: She did cost you the title shot against Jade.

Avery leans forward and gets to her feet, staggering a bit as Mike catches her.

Mike: Are you alright?

Avery: I'm fine. I just need to get my head in the game. We're facing off against the She Devils...

Mike: Have you started training yet?

Avery: I was waiting for you to come back and watch Lizzy so I can go.

Mike: Alright. I'll see you soon.

Avery kisses hm and then kisses Lizzy on the head before turning and heads toward the room doors. She opens the door and starts to head down the long hallway.

Avery: I know a lot of people would be staying out of the ring, at least until they were healed, but not me. I'm not afraid of getting hurt, let alone willing to risk my sight in one eye. I'm not worried about what happened... I'll get my chance again, and when I do, it's not going to be pretty in the end. Jasmine, Jewel, I have no doubt that you will give us a fight, but we all know it's not going to be enough to put down the Irish Rose Bombshells.

She reaches the elevator, and presses the button and watches the numbers come up.

Avery: I'll be ready for anything that either one of you can throw at me. I came back in and almost had the Amazon title in my hands, but Jade's sister showed up and then... Then my tag partner Linda... I don't blame her... No... I don't...

Avery look at the floor once again and sighs.

Avery: I can't linger on my loss. I have a chance to win a match in just a few days with someone that I trust. I know everyone is worried about our loyalty to the other but there is nothing to worry about. We will do what we must to win. So bring everything that you have into the ring ladies and show us why you think you can defeat us. But we all know that's not possible. See you soon and good luck, you're going to need it.

The elevator doors open and she steps in.

Voice Over: And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints.

She turns around, and faces the doors as they close and the scene fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker We are now underway with Frostbite taking on Rajiv Khan so what is your take here Andrew.

Andrew Fulton Well, I want to see blood, I mean look at Frostbite in his return last week and beat down our World Champion to a bloody mess.

Jeremy Tucker As we are off and Frostbite goes right in on Rajiv taking him down and just starts to punch away at him, hell these fists of fury, I wonder as Frostbite says with him coming back he wants to be World Champion again.

Andrew Fulton With the way HB has kept the championship and skimmed away from Goth and Brickheart, how long can he truly be the World Champion.

Jeremy Tucker Maybe as long as Soutter his buddy allows him to be. Now with the back to the ring here, Frostbite takes Khan and sends him off the ropes into a big back body drop literally across the ring.

Andrew Fulton Frostbite is here on a mission for sure. As Khan is on his knees and waits for Frostbite, Khan delivers an elbow up to the jaw of Frostbite and Khan bounces off the ropes and delivers a clothesline to Frostbite.

Jeremy Tucker All I care about is can HB really win a match with the World Championship without help. I mean this card tonight is stacked, She Devils in action against Irish Bombshells. everything on this card plus some. As Frostbite moves away from an elbow drop and Frostbite starts kicking and stomping away at Khan. Frostbite is pissed now.

Andrew Fulton I think so too. Frostbite sends him to the corner and whips him there and delivers a stinger splash for his efforts and Khan drops to the mat. And Frostbite goes for the cover. REF COUNTS- 1 2 kick out

Jeremy Tucker Close one but how did Khan kick out being beaten down. Maybe he wants more or maybe Frostbite is looking at Khan as if He is HB and going to do more damage.

Andrew Fulton Wait, Frostbite on top of Khan screaming at him. Frostbite- Khan I will hurt you quit getting up, I will put you in pool of blood as I did the Champ.

Jeremy Tucker Uh Oh and look Frostbite throws him through the ropes to the outside. As Frostbite rolls outside. Takes Khan and sends him head first into the steel corner posts. Good grief as Khan rolls over. God he is bleeding.

Andrew Fulton Oh Lord, he is bleeding like a pig and Frostbite sits on top of Khan and rubs his head where the cut is and wipes on his face to show the dominance here this is sick.

Jeremy Tucker I wonder if he can do that to the World Champion. Oh I wonder. Frostbite rolls him back in the ring and grabs him up and sits him on top rope and Frostbite is headed up to the top rope sets it up and BAMMM OMG a Superplex off the top rope and that had to hurt bad. As Frostbite covers Khan. REF COUNTS- 1 2 pulls him up.

Andrew Fulton Why can't Frostbite end the match he has this won in the pocket? Tucker why are you smiling.

Jeremy Tucker This is great Frostbite is going to keep on beating down Khan till there nothing left of him. Wait Khan rolls Frostbite to a pin omg no. REF COUNTS- 1 2 kick out

Andrew Fulton Holy Hell Khan almost pulled off an upset and now Frostbite looks angry. Frostbite grabs Khan up and lifts him up in the air, and he is holding him up, and up, and up as the blood rushing to Khan's head and drops him with a Brainbuster.

Jeremy Tucker Well, I was going to say this could be HB but I honestly never seen HB get dominated in the ring until Frostbite came in and put him out his misery. Khan trying to stand and Frostbite darts to the corner and BAMMMM a punt to the head. That might do it for Khan cause he is out and now not moving at all.

Andrew Fulton Come on this is getting personal now. Khan is out. Frostbite looks into the cameras telling them this is for you Hells Bouncerand YOU fat Soutter! I think HB may have met his match in the future. Frostbite takes the camera and the ref turns around. BAM bashes Khan in the head with the camera. Please end this and pin poor Khan., he has to be able to drive cabs to support his family.

Jeremy Tucker Hell with Poor Khan, poor camera was cracked over Khan's big head, and Brown I think will be next. But Frostbite signals his finisher. Takes Khan up one more time and delivers another brain Buster and covers Khan. REF COUNTS- 1 2 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ding DIng DIng

Andrew Fulton Finally it’s over, and I think Khan may be seriously hurt.

Jeremy Tucker Damn it worry about the expensive camera it got hurt to. Khan will live to see another day but if Frostbite and Bouncer get in the ring I don't know how much longer HB has the title.

Frank Salazar : WINNER OF MATCH BY PINFALL FROSTBITEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.