Battleground #11 : Jokers Wild (Show)

[SWAT Team]

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

[We open to the jam packed Hard Rock Hotel Casino Atlantic City, fans going wild. Wiseguy then replaces The Steve Miller Band and Joe Pesci makes his way down to the ring.]

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

Hello Atlantic City! I got to say, i feel like i just came home. Is this joint the shit or what?

[Crowd pop.]

Joe Pesci :First of the bat, how about that Anzac Cup! What a marathon, and well done to our winners, Chianti! The team I put together! I knew you could do it, and tonight, we will have a special edition of Suit’s Suite with them two celebrating their win.

Speaking of tonight, what a show we have in store for you all! Check it out! Tonight we will see World Champion Henry ‘Hells Bouncer’ Brown defending his title against my main man, the Mad Dog, Paulie F’n Soutter! Say goodbye to that gold HB!

Also .... if that wasn’t enough ... we are having a Lethal Lottery, but one with a twist! That's right, we are have 6 tag team matches, and the six winning teams will compete in a twelve person battle royal, the winner, gets a WORLD TITLE SHOT!

All partners will be ‘randomly’ teamed with each other, apart from two wrestlers, who earlier today received a Joker card. What's this Joker Card mean, well, glad you asked. It means they get to select their partners. Them two members were Mike Maddox, who has chosen to tag with his Bar Code partner Calum Morgan.

And our esteemed GM Lynn Brewster. Who, i want to bring out here right now.

["Cat Scratch Fever" hits the speakers and Wildcat comes out, dressed in a purple silk shirt and jeans, with the Amazon title over her shoulder. The crowd, which in the past has been less than receptive of her, is actually full of cheers. She stands there, and when lyrics start she walks down to the ring. She gets on the apron edge, looking around at the crowd, then gets in the ring and looks Pesci up and down, then looks at the crowd again then looks at Pesci again, signalling him to continue.]

Joe Pesci : Lynn, great to see you, and congratulations on becoming the Amazons Champion.

Lynn Brewster : Thanks Joe. This title means the world to me, and i am thrilled to hold it, and i can’t wait to defend it against all challenges and take it to even greater heights than my famed rival Jade did. I even managed to get it all clean again after what that idiot did to it.

Joe Pesci : And what a rivalry it was. There are many deserving Amazons back there i am sure all dying for a shot at the belt, but tonight, is for the Lethal Lottery, and miraculously, as GM, you happen to get one of the Joker Cards, how about that huh?

Lynn Brewster : Yeah, how about that. (Lynn smiles coyly to Joe.)

Joe Pesci : Well, who are you selecting as your partner?

Lynn Brewster : Radu Matei!

[Crowd and Joe gasp.]

Joe Pesci : The man you cost the Anzac Cup?

Lynn Brewster : That’s right, isn’t it Joe. I did cost him the Cup. He has been going out of his way to make my life a living hell ever since we moved to this network. Well, two can play that game.

Joe Pesci : Fair enough, i could really care less who you tag with or who you ‘mess’ with. What i want to talk to you about though, is this Men Vs Women crusade agenda of yours. I saw you screaming instructions down the line at the Cup to Tucker to sing the praises of the women and how good it is that they now can face the men, but tell me Lynn. How many of them advanced past even round ONE?

Lynn Brewster : (glares at Pesci, fully well knowing no one did). It’s not a crusade Joe, and i will tell you right now, i don’t care for your tone, so if you don’t want an ambulance ride to the Atlantic City hospital, you better show me the respect i have earned in this ring.

Joe Pesci : That’s right Brewster, NONE ADVANCED! Not one female wrestler! The world wants equality for women, they demand it, we tell our kids and families that violence against women is unacceptable, but then you want to get in here and get psychical with men, i am very uncomfortable with this.

Lynn Brewster : We can look after ourselves.

Joe Pesci : Can you just, you couldn’t at the Anzac Cup. Here is what we are going to do. Next Battleground. I’m booking a match. You! Lynn Brewster Vs Radu Matei!

Lynn Brewster : Finally! You will see Joe, any women can beat any man on any day.

Joe Pesci : Yeah yeah, sure sure. YOU will see! That next Battleground, it will not just be YOU facing a man, it will be the entire Amazon roster. That's right, we are going full blown Men Vs Women, it’s going to be the Battle of the Sexes! And my money says you gals will win about as many matches as you did at the Cup.

Lynn Brewster : Prepared to put that money on the line?

Joe Pesci : GLADLY! Not one women will win a match, you mark my words, and when you don’t, not only will this farce of intergender matches be over once and for all, but so too will your GM position, that’s right! You will be FIRED!

Lynn Brewster : Excuse me, let me get this straight. Every match will be some form of women vs men, and all we need is even just ONE win and things continue as they’re going now.

Joe Pesci: That's right dear…..

[Joe goes to put a hand on Lynn’s shoulder and she glares at him. He decides he better remove it before she removes it for him.]

Lynn: First off don't touch me, second call me dear again and you’ll be looking for your teeth. Finally I have a great deal of faith in the ladies of SWAT and I’m pretty sure that not only will at least one win, but several will. But we’ll say just one and then go from there. But just we’re crystal clear here….Joey…..

[Pesci is the one to squirm this time.]

Lynn: Once we’ve proven that we can take on the men and do as well, even better than them, we get booked against them just like any normal wrestler. A person’s sex will be the last consideration when it comes to who gets shots at what division, and what titles, and more importantly I decide who gets all that. Yes?

Pesci: That’s pushing it a bit, if you gals can win more than half the matches we will go with that. (Pesci laughs at the absurdity of it all) You realize you ladies don't have a prayer.

Lynn: Have you ever heard the phrase don't underestimate someone? That applies here. Now if you excuse me, I have a tag match with a lunatic to get ready for.

[Lynn drops her mic to the mat, and climbs out of the ring, then walks up the ramp slowly. At the top she turns and holds up the Amazon title and the crowd cheers even louder than before.]

Andrew Fulton: Lynn’s definitely bringing the house down, question is can she deliver?

Jeremy Tucker: She’s betting the whole division and their future in SWAT on it. I….have to wonder myself. Yeah some of these girls are tough as nails, like Lynn or Jade, maybe even Linda but some of them just, I’m afraid they would get seriously hurt!

Andrew Fulton : They will, and they can have their glorious GM, Wildcat Lynn Brewster to thank for it.

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(Katie Holmes is standing outside the Hard Rock Café waiting for someone with a look of anticipation on her face. She looks around still waiting and growing impatient thinking the person will never show up. Suddenly two red gloved hands cover her eyes and she screams and kicks the individual in the shins.)

Deadpool: "Ouchy oochy!"

Katie Holmes: "Don't ever sneak up on me like that."

Deadpool: "Like sorry. Hate to ask what would happen if you used mace."

Katie Holmes: "You wouldn't like the results."

Deadpool: "Oh definitely."

Katie Holmes: "I guess you're ready for your match with Bro Code."

Deadpool: "Lemme at them. They've been mocking mutants and I don't like that one bit."

Katie Holmes: "Word has that you've been training hard but so far nobody doesn't think you'll pull off any victories."

Deadpool: "That's what they think. I can pull off anything including Bro Code's pants if I wanted to and if the price is right and the money's good."

Katie Holmes: "You would do anything for money."

Deadpool: "I'm the Merc with the Mouth Katie and I'll do anything as long as the money's good an I get paid on time for doing it."

Katie Holmes: "You know Bro Code's third man is your partner Israel Steele."

Deadpool: "That's okay

Katie Holmes: "You know you'll be outnumbered."

Deadpool: "So I'll overcome the odds."

Katie Holmes: "Can you survive the numbers game."

(He pats his weapons that are slung on his back and pats his holster.)

Deadpool: "Oh let them try and these babies are going to even up the numbers game."

Katie Holmes: "You know you can't use them for good reason."

Deadpool: "Oh don't worry I'll hold off using them when the time comes."

Katie Holmes: "That's not what I meant6."

Deadpool: "Of course and I understand you are misunderstanding my intentions. However, Bro Code I'm going to teach you a lesson about hurting mutants. Mutants are our friends and wish to be our friends if we let them. Plus I want to beat you so I can add another chapter to my autobiography 'Deadpool: Merc with the Mouth who could do it all."

Katie Holmes: "You're an author too."

Deadpool: "Part of my appeal. I have to go Ms. Holmes. I you need me here's my card."

(He leaves her a business card with his name on it before leaving.)

Katie Holmes: "Back to you guys."

(The scene fades to black.)

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker : We are back folks, and we have currently, Gary McPherson & Steven Cowell in the ring, and Levi Bliss in there standing facing them, he is stretching on the ropes as My Own Summer hits.

[My Own Summer begins to play across the PA system and after a short delay out walks Alex Withers, dressed with a black zip up hoody lifted over his head, simple black boots and trunks he walks with a purpose towards the ring. Sliding under the bottom rope he heads towards his corner without even a look towards the camera. Rubbing at each wrist he waits until the last possible moment to take his top off and bounces on the balls of his feet staring at his opponents.]

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go, first match of the Lethal Lottery, and its Withers and McPherson starting it off. Withers unleashing with a barrage of stiff chops.

Andrew Fulton : Withers was real impressive at the Anzac Cup and he is sticking around here Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : It seems so. His partner also hanging around Levi Bliss.

Andrew Fulton : What a marathon that Cup was, i was exhausted after it, completely drained, but being the professional i am, back here for duty straight away.

Jeremy Tucker : You and me both Fulton. Withers with a short arm clothesline on McPherson, then delivers a series of stiff kicks.

Andrew Fulton : He looks so angry, a man possessed.

Jeremy Tucker : He is fuming over the loss in the final of the Anzac Cup, he didn’t come here for a ‘good showing’! He came to win and show he is the best, and that loss really effected him.

Andrew Fulton : He will see if he is here for good, that a loss to Timeless and Joey is nothing to be ashamed of, they are the cream of the crop!

Jeremy Tucker : Spear to McPherson by Withers, and he then goes to the opposite corner, and pulls Cowell in by the hair.

Andrew Fulton : Cowell wasn’t even ready, he looks completely out of his depths here in SWAT against Alex Withers.

Jeremy Tucker : Head butt to the bridge of the nose by Withers, then he plants him with a crushing piledriver.

Andrew Fulton : Levi calling for a tag, and Withers stares at him with disdain, then turns away back to Cowell.

Jeremy Tucker : Withers locks the Cross Face Chicken Wing in on Cowell, Cowell is tapping and screaming he quits, but the ref is saying he isn’t the legal man. Withers releases the hold and heads to the top rope, DIVING HEADBUTT to McPherson!!!

Andrew Fulton : CURB STOMP TO COWELL!!!

Jeremy Tucker : DETRIOT DEATH DROP!!! (RKO)

Andrew Fulton : Withers destroying both of these guys!

Jeremy Tucker : Cover on McPherson .....

One ......................

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

THREE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Withers and Levi advance to the battle Royal for a shot at the belt!

Jeremy Tucker : Alex Withers unleashing some of his frustrations from the Anzac Cup! He was a wild man in there Fulton and just destroyed two men pretty much single handedly!

Andrew Fulton : Levi doesn’t think single handedly and he is in there now celebrating the win with Withers .....

Jeremy Tucker : WHAM!!!! Withers spears his Lethal Lottery tag team partner Levi Bliss!!!

Andrew Fulton : This Withers is something man!

Jeremy Tucker : Levi is clutching his ribs, curled in a ball, and Withers signals to the crowd he is number 1!

[My Own Summer hits and Alex Withers storms up the rampway, still fuming.]

Frank Salazar : WINNERS OF THE MATCH ... ALEX WITHERS AND .... ummm .... LEVI BLISS!!!!

[frostbite]

Earlier in the day

The sun is slowly rising over the white clouds give it such a beautiful scene, as the camera zoom out we see the water is slightly choppy as a older gray haired gentleman wearing blue overall with a white tee shirt standing to the side of an all green fishing boat with the words written in big red letters..

MY LADY

The older gentleman turns around looking for something as he does so he has that eureka moment as he figures out what he needs. He bends over as he picks up his fishing rod, with a worm already on the hook. He takes his wrinkled hands as he makes sure the worm is firmly on there. He takes his hands and rubs it on his brown pants, as he turns back around and spots a red cooler and opens it pulling out a cold one, as he closes the cooler and with a cold one in one hand he lifts the rod high over his head and tosses out the bait as it hits the water. The older gentleman sits back in a wooden chair and opens up his cold one as he takes a seat and enjoys it and certainly hoping he catches something.

The birds chirping loudly flying over the fisherman boat as we spot one of those large pigeons landing on the pier and by the looks of the gray painted which looks by the sun beaming down on it, and just might be a fresh coat of paint has just been added, but in hindsight maybe they should have taken the time to repair it because we see several boards are popping up,and it appears as though he might cave in. The pigeon looks into the rough waters but as it does so, it appears that something catches it in the right eye. The pigeon shakes it's head and flies off. Our cameras once again zoom back as we see someone running on the beach here, if you really want to call this area such. The sand appears to be hard as a brick as if though you might as well run on a sidewalk. There is paper, beer bottles, sea shells, food wrappers everywhere. However the person that is running on the beach is going at a very fast pace.

Our cameras are following this person who has short blonde hair and wearing a blue tank top with matching shorts and blue and white sneakers. We continue to follow him what it seems for a few more miles, until they decide to come to a complete stop. They bend over trying to catch their breath. They pull their head up as a quick wind blows their short blonde hair. The young man pushes a few pieces of hair that had gotten in his eyes as he pushes them to the side, the sun catches the intensity in his blue eyes. It is Frostbite..

Frostbite.. I am surprised that you can actually could get up earlier in the morning and come for a morning run with me.

He shakes his head.

Frostbite.. However, I have no time for jokes. Since my failed attempt with my tag team partner Tarrasque to try and win the Cup, I had to head back to the drawing board. Sure it was great when my partner called me out during the show and we had our match, something that was a long time coming, it had been building for years. We both kicked each other asses but at the end of it all, things were settled once and for all. Sure you might say all was not lost because I did pin the paper champion that we call Hells Bouncer and I beat the monster know as Tarrasque on that night, but I did not get the job done. I did not do the job that I needed to get done and that was start the destruction of SWAT.

Frostbite bends down and finds a rock as he tosses it into the water.

Frostbite.. But rest assured the destruction of SWAT starts later on tonight. I will pay close attention to tonight's main events between the current champion Hells Bouncer and Paul Soutter. I find the irony that you Paul decide to book yourself a match against your champion because I do not see him as my champion. Paul he souled out to become what he really is.. And that is a worthless champion. So you feel you can do a better job. You see that is why I am going to burn SWAT to the ground because of crap like this, more of what they call backstage politics. Paul, you have the old man, Pecci by your side calling the shots. Paul, I really do not care who wins between either of you because I am going to right this ship by becoming the World Champion. After I do so, I will burn this bitch to the ground and then rebuild the way it should be done. No favoritism of any kind, nope it will be people that deserve it and me as the champion, I will see that everybody gets a fair deal.

Our cameras catch the sweat pouring off of Frostbite wet body and dropping right into the sand. Frostbite takes off his blue tank top and tosses it, onto the sand as the sun shines on his chiseled out body as if someone sculpted it.

Frostbite.. But before I can accomplish what I need to do. I am thrown back into another tag team match. If my partner and I, win this match we then move into a battle royal and the winner gets a future shot at the world title. Now my partner Psychotic Goth is a legend in hardkore world but here in SWAT as well. So I could not have a better partner. Do I really trust him? No I do not, and I am sure the feeling is mutual, but we both must work together to get to the next level, and yes I believe we can do that. However trust me, when we win this tag team encounter. Well Goth, prepare for war because you like the rest will not stand in my way of cleaning up the mess that Pecci and Soutter have done.

Frostbite spots the fisherman taking a sip from the can of beer and as he continues to wait to see if he will ever get a nibble.

Frostbite.. I have all the confidence that will be get the job done. That is not to slight our opponents in the very least. Olympia, we have never had the pleasure of stepping into the ring against each other until now. I know that you are quite the legend around here. You have had wars with some of the greats in this business, and you have had matches the people still are talking about years later. So yes I consider you a huge threat. Olympia take it as show of resoect. I will admit I can be an arrogant prick at times, but I recognize talent when I see it. So trust when I say that, I plan on winning this match. You can say you are going to war one more time, or you are going to have that five star match once again. But Olympia you also should know that there is always small battles which if you win enough it leads to you winning the war. This is another battle as I am going to win the war on SWAT. I look forward to the challenge.

The hook is moving as the fisherman puts down his beer as he jumps out of the chair as he grabs his rod as he tugs on the line ad he quickly tries to pull it in.

Frostbite.. Jewel, I know that you are no joke either. I know you have spent years making a name for yourself. You are worthy contender to the championship. But tonight, you are about to enter into that ring with the most unforgiving bastard on this planet. You are my way. I am trying to restore the legacy around here. Some greats are probably cringing everything they watch there TV screens and see what Pecci and Soutter are doing to this place. They have made this company a butt of a lot of jokes. Well no more, I am going to write a lot of wrongs this evening but winning winning it all and take on the world champion whoever that might be. And finally bringing long overdue respect to the title. Jewel, you are another footnote on my long climb to get back to the top.

The fisherman reels it in, but nothing. He just shakes his head as he tosses out bait once again as he sits back in his wooden chair and grabbing his beer as he takes another sip from it.

Frostbite.. Tonight, I promise you with ever fiber of my being. SWAT will get a complete makeover. And that starts by yours truly winning the chance to take on the champ. And Henry or Paul.

The camera zooms in as he gets a real close look at the intensity in his blue eyes.

Frostbite.. After I win, well prepare yourself to go to war..

Frostbite picks up his shirt as he races off ax he kicks sand on our cameras as the scene fades out.

[SWAT Team]

(We return from commercials for X-Men: Dark Phoenix, Chianti's line of fine wine and spirits along with television show spots before fading to the ringside area where fans ae holding signs that say "You're not my Bro Code!," "Rusty Man of Steele!." "Go Deadpool!" and "Burger King Blair!" before fading into the commentator's table where Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton are joined by Colossus and Domino who are wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back and you can tell by both the commercial and our guests Colossus and Domino. Welcome to Battleground."

Colossus: "Of course we are happy to join you as our comrade Deadpool wrestle in this match."

Andrew Fulton: "This isn't the IWA...."

Colossus: "What is IWA....."

(Andrew Fulton slaps his head and groans as he mutters something about headaches.)

Domino: "Someone call a medic quick. I think this man needs medical attention."

Andrew Fulton: "i don't need help."

Jeremy Tucker: "Sometimes I wonder. Anyway, you can tell there's a theme here since the mutant hating Bro Code...."

Andrew Fulton: "With justification...."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blames the X-Men's Night Crawler and Jean Grey for allegedly costing them their Anzac Cup tournament match against Leon Washington and Alex Winters."

Andrew Fulton: "Which Chianti won convincingly and justifiably since 'Black Superman' showed he had Kryptonite in his system which poisoned him compliments of Lex Luther."

Domino: "He must be one bad cat."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well needless to say Deapool was angered that his fellow mutants were threatended so he challenged Bro Code to a tag team match and Joe Pesci was more than happy to make help the lottery fall that way."

Colossus: "This Joe Pesci guy is one stand up kind of guy."

Andrew Fulton: "Joe Pesci would make a wrestling match with his grandma in a thong and try to pass it off as a main event if he could make money out of it, and i would like to see that too."

Jeremy Tucker: "Perish the thought. Deadpool's partner in this match isn't exactly thrilled with Deadpool partnering with him which is going to make this tag team match as more like a three on one handicap match. You see Deadpool's partner is non other than Israel 'Man of Steel' Steele."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and he's definitely going to be dead by the time this match is over."

Jeremy Tucker: "Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions."

Frank Salazar: "Ladies and gentlemen this tag team match is xcheduled for one fall. Introducing first from and respectively come in at a combined weight of 600lbs. They are 'The Ruler' Paul Blair and Jimmy Blast Bro Code."

("Bro Code" by Brantley Gilbert plays and the fans come to their feet as 'The Ruler' Paul Blair and Jimmy Blast come out accompanied by 'The Numbers Cruncher' Ms. Kelly.. They see Colossus and Domino and their expressions turn ugly as they point and threaten both mutants.)

'The Ruler' Paul Blair: "HEY MUTANTS! YOU'RE NOT WANTED HERE AND I'M DEMANDING YOU LEAVE NOW OR YOU'LL BE FORCIBLY REMOVED!"

Colossus: "But we have tickets compliments of comrade Deadpool."

Domino: "Plus he bought them for us and we were invited here too."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh yeah, right. Joe Pesci's scalpers sold those tickets just so he can make extra money."

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing with a combined weight of 585lbs. From parts unknown and respectfully. They are 'The Merc With The Mouth' Deadpool and 'The Man of Steel' Israel Steel."

(The Theme from the movie "Deadpool" plays and Deadpool comes out strutting out to the ramp. He shrugs and sighs as he turns and motions towards the backstage and goes back and pulls out 'The Man of Steel' Israel Steele out from behind the curtain to the stage area. He shoves Deadpool who pleads with him to come to ringside. Steele threatens to slug him but shoves past Deadpool and heads to ringside slapping and high fiving some of the cooler fans. Deadpool comes to ringside signing Deadpool comics, taking selfies with fans and signing autographs and handing out business cards advertising his services. He high fives Colossus and Domino as they enjoy ice cream and sausage sizzlies before entering the ring. Deadpool lounges on the top rope posing as Israel looks on in disgust.)

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell rings and this match is underway. Deadpool and Israel Steele are talking over who should start off for their team...."

Andrew Tucker: "You kidding me. They couldn't agree on anything if they can agree at all."

Israel Steele: "YOU JUST STAY OUT OF THIS MATCH UNTIL I'M READY TO TAG YOU IN! YOU UNDERSTAND!"

Deadpool: "JUST WHAT SPIDERMAN SAYS AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENS!"

Andrew Fulton: "Oh yeah this is going to be good."

Domino: "Deadpool's quite patient and willing to wait until he's needed."

Colossus: "When it's most convenient when necessary but he's quite patient."

Jeremy Tucker: "Israel Steele starts off the match as does Jimmy Blast. They lock up and grapple for an advantage before before breaking and locking up again. Steele forces Blast into the ropes and feigns a break before unleashing a stiff chop to his chest."

Colossus: "Never hear chop like that since gathering wood in mother Russia."

Andrew Fulton: "Then go back to mother Russia."

Colossus: "I'm needed here more."

Andrew Fulton: "How did I know you'd say that. Israel delivers another chop before whipping Blast into the ropes and clotheslines him. Meanwhile Deadpool's clapping and cheering him on enthusiastically and he's determined to enter the ring."

Deadpool: "OH GOODY! CAN I DO WHAT YOU DID JUST NOW! CAN I HAVE PERMISSION TO TAG IN 'MAN OF STEEL'!"

Israel Steele: "SHUT UP AND LET ME DO THE WRESTLING!"

Colossus: "I guess he wants Deadpool to learn by watching him wrestle."

Jeremy Tucker: "I think he's watching and learning. Steele scoop slams Blast with authority followed by an elbow drop for a cover for a one count. He sees Deadpool fall through the ropes attempting to get in....."

Israel Steele: "I SAID STAY OUT OF THE MATCH AND LOOK GOOD!"

Deadpool: "OKAY! OKAY!"

Andrew Fulton: "Jimmy uses the time to stumble to his corner and tags Paul Blair who comes in and motions for Deadpool. He pleads with Steele to let him tag in and Steele can't believe he's about to do it. Deadpool continues to plead with him and he finally agrees to tag him in."

Colossus: "Ah now Blair shall pay for his hatred for mutants. Deadpool's going to make him pay and suffer for what he's done."

(Deadpool sommersaults into the ring but trips and falls to the canvas.)

Andrew Fulton: "Oh I can see that happening now."

Jeremy Tucker: "They lock up and Paul Blair wastes no time pummeling Deadpool with clubbing forearms and follows up with a series of stiff double axe handles. He whips Deadpool into the ropes and shoulderblocks him. He laughs and slaps and spits on Deadpool."

'The Ruler' Paul Blair: "KISS MY FEET MUTANT SCUM!"

Domino: "Never will he do that."

Jeremy Tucker: "Balir with s suplex on Deadpool. Follows up with a scoop slam and a drops a knee. Deadpool just crotch grabbed Blair's balls and he's singing Soprano. 'The Merc with the Mouth' delivers a stiff elbow uppercut followed by a series of knife edges to Blair's throat."

Andrew Fulton: "Wait a minute that's not Deadpool."

Colossus: "What you mean. That's comrade Deadpool."

Andrew Fulton: "That isn't....never mind. You don't know a mutant if you can detect them. Deadpool or allegedly Deadpool whips 'The Ruler' into the ropes and flying leg clotheslines him."

Deadpool: "X-X-X-MAN!"

Andrew Fulton: "Oh great he just did a DX crotch chop."

Jeremy Tucker: "Deadpool just dropkicked Blair and he running dropkicks Jimmy Blast right off the ring apron. He grabs Blair by the wrist and climbs the ropes and goes Old School. He flies off the ropes and delivers a forearm to Blair's shoulder."

Deadpool: "HOW'S THAT YOUR HIGH ASS!"

Colossus: "That will show those mutant hating Bro Code....."

Andrew Fulton: "That isn't Deadpool...."

Domino: "How would you know if that is or isn't Deadpool."

Andrew Fulton: "Deadpool's an idiot and this guy isn't an idiot. Deadpool lite Superman punches....."

Colossus: "Superman will want his move back...."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh shut up already. As I was saying he Superman punched 'The Ruler' and then Superman punches his own partner Israel Steele and then Jimmy Blast delivers a double ax handle.."

Jeremy Tucker: "Blast clothelines Deadpool, and then he and Blair double atomic drop him, one knee each cheek. Deadpool recovers and superkicks Blair as Jimmy Blast charges in and receives one of his own. Steele clotheslines him from behind and then powerslams Deadpool as Blast and Blair recover and begin putting the boots to him. Blast leaves the ring and he returns with a chair and jams it repeatedly into Deadpool's mid-section."

Andrew Fulton: "You're an idiot Tucker if you think that's Deadpool which he isn't. Hell you're more dumb and moronic that these two mutant morons...."

Domino: "Watch what you say Fulton since Colossus isn't one to stay even tempered."

Colossus: "She right Fulton. I am calm and even tempered but do not push luck."

Andrew Fulton: "I'm telling the truth and you know it and Bro Code's going to prove it. Steele holds Deadpool while Blast grabs and squeezes the alleged Deadpool's balls and 'The Merc With The Mouth's' howling in pain like a soprano and he's certainly not mouthy now. Come on Bro Code end this charade and reveal who this reject from a comic con."

Colossus: "What's comic con."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh please...."

Jeremy Tucker: "Right now Bro Code's continuing to put the boots to Deadpool and Steele sets Deadpool up for a powerbomb and he plants him with such force that he just knocked out Deadpool.  Blair goes to the top and drops a big elbow on Deadpool and covers .....

One .............

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

THREE!!!!

Bro Code win!  They advance to the Lottery Battle Royal."

Andrew Fulton: "Finally!  Now they're going to put an end to this charade and reveal who this clown is."

Jeremy Tucker: "Bro Code holds Deadpool up as Paul Blair starts to tear Deadpool's mask off as the ringsiders boo and chant 'Mutants Rule!" "Mutants Rule!"

"The Ruler" Paul Blair: "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LOWLY INGRATE MUTHER FUCKERS AND SEE WHO YOUR HEROIC MUTANT REALLY IS!"

(The ringsiders continue to boo as Blair pulls off the mask and holds his head up to face the camera.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Deadpool is our occasional broadcast colleague Little Dragon!"

Andrew Fulton: "I knew it wasn't Deadpool! I told you it wasn't Deadpool but you just didn't listen to me! Well our ex broadcast colleague, who recently got his ass handed to him by Bloodbath McGrath I might add, in his permanent home in the AWF. So that laughable example of a wrestler's paying for his sins."

(The ringsiders cheer as the Fairtex Dynasty storms ringside wielding stainless steel Singapore Canes. They attack Bro Code who flees the ring and pace back and forth while they protect Little Dragon as they continue to eye Bro Code and Phantam asks for a couple of mics.)

Tong Fairtex: "There's a few things we want to get off our chests and we're going to do it right now!"

(The ringsiders cheer and chant "Fairtex Dynasty!" "Fairtex Dynasty!")

Tong Fairtex: "First there's this asshole who loves bugs who called us a couple of 'Fucktards' and loves to harass the GM of SWAT! Hey here's a newsflash for you Radu Matie you didn't win either! So who's the fucking Fucktard now!"

(The ringsiders roar.)

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah they know who that is too bruh."

Tong Fairtex: "Then there's the team that knocked those two Fucktards called Risky Business out named Chianti. Yeah these two mob connected ass shits...."

Phantam Fairtex: "Actually Joey Morelli's the only mob related wrestler compliments of Joe Pesci."

Tong Fairtex: "I stand corrected. As I was saying congratulations for winning The Anzac Cup, but what's this obsession with Ed Dubin? I mean why are you so obsessed with this guy. I mean the only other one obsessed with him is Shannon Damage and she isn't here anymore."

Phantam Fairtex: "Maybe they need to do it so they can remain relevant despite winning The Anzac Cup."

Tong Fairtex: "Could be brother. They must be desperate to promote their wine and spirits line."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah I mean blech that stuff tastes like piss with artificial red dye. Hell the only one's willing to drink a whole bottle was Psychotic Goth and Vampira so I guess you found your target audience. Seriously, did this Ed Dubin write a bad script for Joe Pesci to star in or some other project to make you upset. We'll drop that now and concentrate on the real reason we're out here."

Phantam Fairtex: "Besides, helping our friend Little Dragon we're here to remind you about how stupid you really are Bro Code. You see it was two years ago when you screwed us out of the SWAT World Tag Team Titles! Yeah Bro Code we have real long memories of that match!
You see you got lucky assholes and let's not forget that you needed one Calum Morgan to carry your overstuffed and over the hill asses!

Tong Fairtex: "He carried your asses through that four way ladder match! Now that he's not around anymore you're nothing but losers now!
we're going to pay you back and you know what payback really is."

Phantam Fairtex: "It's a bitch!"

"The Ruler" Paul Blair: "YOU WERE OUR BITCHES THEN AND YOU'RE STILL GOING TO BE OUR BITCHES! YEAH THAT'S RIGHT LITTLE ASIAN BOYS!"

(The ringsiders boo as The Fairtex Dynasty look at each other.)

Phantam Fairtex: "Did he just call us 'Little Asian Boys!'"

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah the little boy who thinks he can sit on The Iron Throne of Westeros called us that. Hey Blair let us remind you boy in a man's body. You decided to bail out of SWAT as if you weren't good enough to stick around! You bailed out while The Fairtex Dynasty remained loyal to SWAT and continued to wrestle no matter who was in charge!"

"The Ruler" Paul Blair: "You Fucktard losers couldn't even win The Anzac Cup!"

Phantam Fairtex: "Newsflash Fucktards neither did you so I guess we're lumped into the same group aren't we."

"The Ruler" Paul Blair: "You take that back Asian Boys....."

Tong Fairtex: "Or what you'll poison us with your equally awful ice cream and sausage sizzlies! Yeah we tasted those cheap imitation dicks and they would go good with Chianti's cheap piss!"

"The Ruler" Paul Blair: "You take that back or else!"

Tong Fairtex: "Or else what?! You'll throw a royal tantrum at us and say 'Off with our heads!'"

Phantam Fairtex: "Be assured Bro Code you better watch your backs or else your code will be broken!"

(Bro Code surrounds the ring and The Fairtex Dynasty prepares as they attempt to storm the ring only to get swung at by The Fairtex Dynasty and Bro Code huddle and Ms Kelly convinces them to save it for next time and they point and threaten The Fairtex’s while heading to the back and The Fairtex Dynasty stands tall while the ringsiders cheer and chant."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well things just got quite interesting as The Fairtex Dynasty have thrown down the gauntlet with Bro Code among other teams too. We want to thank Colossus and Domino for being here with us. We'll be back after these words from our sponsors."

(They fade to commercials.)

[edwarddubin0604]

(The tron shows Psychotic Goth and Vampira who is holding his velvet bag containing what kind of weapon his sick and twisted mind has thought up.
There is smoke bellowing upwards but they seem to ignore it.)

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight on this very Battleground there shall be a war of great Olympian scale that even the great god of war Ares never thought was possible. Four bitter enemies in the same ring trying to cooperate as two separate entities attempting to do what must be done to enter the battle royal. Then they turn on each other in order to be the next contender or even future champion of SWAT."

(He pauses the smoke filling his nostrils but he doesn't even care.)

Psychotic Goth: "Yes 'Cold Hearted Bastard' Frostbite I am just as anti-establishment as you are. The difference is I was always ant-establishment and I never abided by the rules that the establishment set. Yet you just discovered this and now you realized the truth while I knew the reality since I stayed true to my values and never changed."

(He bellows and roars in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "Now we shall team up and we shall go on to face each other at the expense odf both Jewel and Olympia. Two women that once faced each other as enemies and now must team up themselves. Hades would be proud of this match up because these two went through hell just to vie for Olympia's prized Pan Amazons Women's Championship, but let's see who screws who just to prove who lusts for the gold....."

(He laughs evilly.)

Psychotic Goth: "That's going to be such a trying experience for these two women and the best part is if all the women lose Pesci will only allow women to wrestle women and no more intergender matches. So what will happen tonight you ask. Olympia and Jewel shall suffer the shame of losing to two men weho shall battle each other later on in the battle royal. That isn't just a prediction. It's going to be a true prophecy that shall be fulfilled."

(He pauses.)

Psychotic Goth: "Frostbite you earned a reputation for being without mercy as I have a reputation of being sadistic and without no mercy. We're going to make a great team as be both are cruel to our opponents and you screwed Tarrasque from the old Warhammer Corp. after he accuses you of something he did to himself. Blaming you for doing most of the work while he wanted to take all the credit and look good proved to be his undoing. Tarrasque deserved what he got and you gave it too him."

(Psychotic Goth laughs and roars in an ancient dialect.)

Psychotic Goth: "Olympia you overcame being a scrub in the SWAT Amazons division to become the SWAT Pan Amazons Women's Champion only to lose to Marie Caedes but you regained what you've lost. You've proven to be a true champion but that won't stop me and Frostbite from embarrassing you tonight. You see Olympia you can't trust Jewel since she's a loser who can only beat up bottom feeders and her teacher was a complete loser who only won a title because a certain CEO felt so sorry for him and fame got to his head. Now he's been losing ever since as has his poor proteges."

(He laughs again.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Jewel who's Jersey Devil's got massacred in The Anzac Cup and their only true claim to fame was attacking wrestlers just to get attention and you've been losing ever since. That's all you are and that's a cheap shot artist and a loser who will never win anything except the Worst Wrestler of the Year. You wasted all your time and training when you could have been enjoying your nights at the nearest rave. Now you'll experience ultimate shame and dishonor at the hands of 'The King of The Goths' and you'll be wishing that. Frostbite and I shall make sure you pay the price just by accepting this match and so you shall fall to the two of us. The two of you shall never live down the shame and when Hall of Fame honors or shall I say dishonor in the Hall of Shame. This day shall be the time you shall be remembered for and n ever else. There shall be no crueler fate than that."

(He pauses before lowering his head and extending his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight The Joker's going to be going wild and this time even Batman ad Robin shall not save you from Frostbite and I. Who knows maybe we'll be a great team in then future if you wish it to be. You never know the possibilities and it all started tonight. One of shall win the Lethal Lottery and no matter the outcome I shall watch your back. This I have spoken and thus it shall become relaiy."

(The tron goes dark.)

[SWAT Team]

[Evil green mist bellows out of the ring entrance as a woman screams and Psychotic Goth laughing maniacally as "Welcome To Your Death" by Annihilator plays and Vampira leads Psychotic Goth to ringside in chains while holding Psychotic Goth's homemade weapon. He ignores the ringsiders and stops at the ring for Vampira to unlock the chains and Psychotic Goth rubs his wrists hard as he climbs the ringsteps and enters the ring and stands in his corner. He slowly takes off his trenchcoat and jewelry before he lowers his head and raises his arms before throwing his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks looking and snarling like a demonic maniac crazed and intimidating as he is given his homemade weapon and he caresses it before placing it in his corner for Vampira to hold until it's time for Psychotic Goth to use it.]

Jeremy Tucker : Another Lottery qualifying match coming at us, Goth being teamed with Frostbite, and he looks like he means business.

Andrew Fulton : Goth always means business Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : How will he and Frostbite get along as a team is the question, both are top tier performers here, will they get along and advance, or will it turn bad?

Andrew Fulton : They both have ego’s the size of Olympus, so who knows.

[We see lotus flying on the Titan tron for a few seconds as more and more join in, until day turns to night as the image fades out, and the next image you see is tanks firing in the air, and right after that image we see soliders walking in unison and that image fades out and another of a huge nuclear explosion as you see nothing but ashes and dust of a city. The lights in the arena go completely dark for a few seconds as it comes back up a blue light is seen up the show of the steps as someone is standing up there wearing a gray hoodie with their head down. As they slowly pick up their head, we can see an intense look in their blue eyes, we see that it is Frostbite. He takes a walk down the steps as fans reached out to touch his hands or his broad shoulders. As he stops midway looking into the crowd as he nods his head as the crowd chants his name. He gets to the bottom of the step, he climbs over the barricade. He quickly takes off his hoodie and hands it over to some fan at ringside. He turns his attention to the ring and his partner for the night with an intense look in his blue eyes. He begins to climb the steps and jumps over the top ropes. He continues to look at his opponent not taking his eyes off of Goth as the lights turns back to normal and his music fades as he is ready for a war.]

Frank Salazar : The following tag contest is scheduled for one fall, currently in the ring, coming in at a combined weight of 460 pounds .... THE COLD HEARTED BASTARD ... FROSTBITE!!!! THE KING OF GOTHS ... PSYCHOTIC GOTH!!!!!

And introducing their opponents .... OLYMPIA & JEWEL!!!!

[The Olympic Theme plays and the SWATtron shows an American Flag waving before fading to the Olympic flag as the words Olympia are shown. Olympia walks towards the ramp way with her head bowed down low as red, white and blue pyros explode. She stands there and then lifts her head and Jewel comes out to meet her and they both slowly march down the ramp way. Olympia removes the American flag and folds it with respect before doing the same with the Olympic flag and gives it to the ring attendant. She enters the ring and bows to all corners and Goth and Frostbite with respect and honouring the ringsiders before taking off her jacket revealing a red, white and blue MMA combat halter with the Olympic symbol on the front, tight red, white and blue MMA fighting trunks with USA on the front and red, white and blue wrestling boots with red, white and blue tassels. She takes off her gold medals and gives them and her jacket to the ring attendant. She tests the ropes and stares down her opponents with intensity and purpose. Jewel stretching and a focused look on her face.]

Jeremy Tucker : Ref calls for the bell and this one is under way, Olympia and Goth starting it off for each team. They shake hands and Olympia takes Goth down with a waist lock take down.

Andrew Fulton : She is the queen of amateur wrestling and the mat! Jewel, she is the queen of the hooters! 2nd only to Roxylishus!

Jeremy Tucker : Shut Up sleaze! Goth delivers a big boot to the face of Olympia.

Andrew Fulton : Olympia reels, then hooks Goth and tosses him over her head with an over head release belly to belly suplex!

Jeremy Tucker : Goth slams the mat with frustration and charges Olympia delivering a devastating spear!

Andrew Fulton : Goth tags in Frostbite and he goes for a full nelson slam, but Olympia slides out of it and throws him to the mat in a cross face chicken wing!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite grabs the ropes, he is really shocked and looks like he can’t believe it.

Andrew Fulton : They go to hook up and Olympia over the hip side headlock takedowns the cold hearted bastard!

Jeremy Tucker : She can go on the mat with anyone, man or woman!

Andrew Fulton : We will see next show at the battle of the sexes!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite catches Olympia with a crunching spinebuster. He snarls at her, still hot with her getting them moves in on him and plants her with a piledriver then tags Goth back in.

Andrew Fulton : Jewel on the outside bouncing up and down yelling for a tag too, look at them, i mean her bounce.

Jeremy Tucker : Zip it creep! Goth with a Atomic drop suplex w/bridge pin on Olympia .....

One .............

Two ... Jewel breaks the count.

Andrew Fulton : Olympia nails Goth with a spinning full nelson then tags Jewel in.

Jeremy Tucker : Jewel stomps on Goth and then taunts Frostbite on the outside who glares fury at her with them icy blue eyes.

Andrew Fulton : Jewel with a DDT on Goth and a cover.

Jeremy Tucker : One ............

Two ...

Kick out by Goth.

Andrew Fulton : Goth almost takes Jewels head off with a running lariat.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth tags in Frostbite, they are really working well as a team, quite the chemistry these two.

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite comes in, grabs Jewel and drills her with a shoulder breaker.

Jeremy Tucker : Codebreaker by Frosty to Jewel.

Andrew Fulton : SNOWSTORM!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite with the brainbuster on Jewel!!! Covers ...

One .........

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

THREE!!!!!

Frosty and Goth advance!

Frank Salazar : WINNERS OF THE MATCH .... FROSTBITE AND PSYCHOTIC GOTH!!!

Andrew Fulton : I’m picking one of them to win the Battle Royal later tonight Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Till next match and you pick them as well?

Andrew Fulton : I would never do that Jerry, come on.

Jeremy Tucker : Yeah right. We’ll be back folks after these commercials, coming up next ... The Irish Rose Bombshells in action!

Andrew Fulton : God help us, they want to kill each other Jerry!

[Star]

Billy Johnson, the newest backstage personnel of SWAT, is in the back hallways looking for someone. He looks at a small paper in his hand and seems to find the one he is looking for. He knocks on the door and waits for an answer. Finally hearing a “come in!” he opens the door and rounds a corner where Lynn Brewster is sitting getting ready for her match. She’s got her hair pulled back, and is dressed and is working on getting her boots on. She looks up and seeing a familiar face she smiles. She nods at the bench across from her and Billy takes a seat.

Lynn: Welcome to SWAT! I hope you like it here.

Billy: Well I haven’t really done much so far besides be sent to find you. They said that the rest are afraid of you.

Lynn: Katie’s not afraid of you.

Billy: I haven't run into her, or at least I dont think I have.

Lynn is actually putting new laces in one of her wrestling boots, so she is listening to Billy. She looks up at this.

Lynn: Really? Katie usually isn't that hard to find, unless she’s with the Fairtex family. But never mind, it's been a long time! And here we are, and honestly I know you know how I am. I haven’t changed, well maybe changed a bit, but for the better. I mean I am in charge of all of this.

Billy: Mr. Pesci said he is.

Lynn stops what she’s doing and stares at Billy, who suddenly feels rather uncomfortable, for although it's been years, he HAS seen what Lynn’s volatile temper can do. But she takes a deep breath and continues on her task while she talks.

Lynn: So what can I do for you?

Billy: Here to see how you feel about this evening. I mean…..you’re coming off the Anzac Cup, where you didn't have much luck.

Lynn: The Anzac Cup is a big deal, and the fact we were able to participate was big enough. If Cam and I, after a….2 ½ year hiatus as a team, had made it even to the finals, it would have been amazing. I blame our loss on that very fact, on our hiatus. It's been a long time since we’ve teamed and if I’m going to team in SWAT, it will be with Cam.

Billy: Then tonight you have to go through it….sort of all over again. Except…..

Lynn: Except this time it's because of something Pesci thought of one night while he was getting some action from the five dollar whore he found. A ….lethal lottery, but you see I only have to cooperate with my partner for one match, that's all.

Billy: I know you got a wild card, or a joker, which allowed you to choose your partner and I think I speak for not only most of SWAT, but a lot of fans, when I say they think you’ve lost your mind.

Lynn: Because of my choice of partners?

Billy: Precisely. I mean…..Radu Matek? We have not only what happened when you defeated Jade for the Amazon title, but then the following that at the Anzac Cup, after you……

Lynn: Say it, I wont be mad cause its true.

Billy: You lost to Radu and Balan. And there was a lot of questioning behind why why you brought Cam in, and you never really got a chance to explain that, nor have you said why you chose Radu to be your partner.

Lynn finishes getting the new laces in one boot and puts it on. Leaning her foot on the bench opposite her, she starts pulling the laces tighter until the top, then she straightens up and looks at Billy who has inches away from Lynn.

Lynn: Radu Matei is determined to be a pain in my ass, plain and simple. First he whined that I closed down SWAT Dixie, which I looked and through all of time there has never been a region known as Dixie. There was MidSouth, but no Dixie. They claimed I closed some other region that was even more made up, except in their heads. Finally at the Anzac Cup they came up with a name for their region and it was Backyard! Guess what Billy, that region? They had shows whenever they needed to prove they were still round. That could be once a year or once a month. Why Packer or Soutter or anyone kept them around I don’t know. As for me “closing” Backyard, um they need to look a bit closer, their friend Vince is the one who effectively closed Backyard AND got his ass canned after some of the crap he pulled, and I wasn’t even in charge yet. Mr. Pesci, or Joe….I don't know how friendly you are with him, but Joe already had it in the books, I was simply doing housekeeping items when I made that move and guess what! The people from Backyard were welcome over in SWAT. Hell I had to MERGE, which is not closing, its combining, I merged Backyard and Europe into SWAT Amazon and called it...SWAT! What an original idea right?

As for the Backyard group and their would be leader, as I said they were welcome but none of them wanted to be part of us. Even their self appointed leader Vince Viper. He could have stayed, but he was going to be part of a SWAT that was led by truth, with people who interested in proving how good they are in the ring, not busy buying off referees. I made sure the wrestlers were compensated, I offered them jobs in SWAT, just in the SWAT I was going to be running. It's not my fault that none of them wanted to be part of it until now. Now suddenly I’m the bad guy in this? I don't think so.

Billy: And so you chose Radu……

Lynn: Because this way if he wants to pull any of the crap he has in the past, he’ll be part of it. The crap he pulled when I won my title…...I believe I can speak for Jade when I say Radu has a target on his back that her and I both want to rip body parts off him for what he did. Then at the Anzac Cup and him taking this title…..

Lynn reaches down, laying on bench next to her is the Amazon title. Lynn picks it up and looks it over carefully.

Lynn: He took this and threw it into the crowd like it was a piece of garbage. Whoever threw it back in the ring had their own motive, but point is I got it back. It took two weeks to get it clean, to get the scratches buffed out, and to get it to shine like this again. THAT was an insult to me. Radu says I insulted him by closing Backyard. I wouldn't have invited him and everyone else to be part of the SWAT I was creating him if I seriously didn't want them to be part of it. Then Joe came waltzing back in, something my legal team is still working on, and so I’ll take whatever means I must to make sure Radu is handled, but let's be truthful and quit bending the truth so bad that even the rest of SWAT is wondering what the….hell he’s talking about.

Billy: You still haven’t said why you chose him.

Lynn: You’ve heard the phrase keep your friends close, and your enemies closer?

Billy nods.

Lynn: Exactly. I’m making sure I know exactly where Radu is, and what he’s doing. Now I realize that means when we win we’ll go on to face each other, but again, I know where he is. He’s not sneaking up on me and being an asshole like he’s been so far. Eventually he’ll realize that I’m here to stay, I’m not going anywhere, and that I’m just as tough as the guys here. Hell I watched the last show and they were saying how I would walk after the way he treated me at the last show. Well…..here I am, and I’m walking. Billy you are one of the few around here who knows that my back has taken a lot of crap of the years, and it won’t just give out that easy.

Lynn picks up her other boot and pulls it on and starts tightening the laces.

Billy: What’s next after tonight?

Lynn: If I expose our plans then what fun will the show be? I’m waiting until things are over, and hopefully the fans will like what’s going to be coming around. As for Radu, he will have me on his side for five minutes, which thats what it will take to Brian Acres and TJ Zouse, who are a couple of nobodies. Then we can stop being nicey nice with each other and the next match rip each other apart, something I can’t wait for. Now if you don't mind….I have to finish getting ready. Stop by after my match and we’ll talk some more. Because then I can tell you how I really feel about all my opponents.

Billy nods and gets up, taking the cameraman with him, who gets a parting shot of Lynn sitting on the bench, leaning forward, perhaps praying for some strength to keep her sanity about it for the upcoming match. The camera goes back to ringside.

[averymccullen]

Act 1: A Few Words and an Apology

An apology offered and, equally important, received is a step towards reconciliation and, sometimes, recompense. Without that process, hurts can rankle and fester and erupt into their own hatreds and wrongdoings.

Margaret MacMillan

The scene opens on the beautiful city of Atlanta Georgia. The night had come on, and the lights of the city glistened in the night. The camera moves over the city and soon comes to a stop on Anytime Fitness. The lights from the building were bright against the night but the parking lot was mostly empty except for a handful of cars. The camera moves to the interior of the gym, where we see treadmills, stationary bikes, weights, and a few other things that were scattered around the area. Toward the back we see Avery working out on one of the treadmills at a decent speed. Glamorous Glenda appears in the shot, as Avery smiles seeing her standing  in front of her.

Avery: What are you doing out this late?

GG: I could ask you the same thing.

Avery smiles as the treadmill starts to slow down and finally stops. She grabs a towel and the bottle of water that in the cup holder in front of her.

Avery: I couldn't sleep, so I came here to train for my match that I have coming up with Linda.

GG: That's good. I mean you do have a bit of a challenge ahead of you.

Avery scoffs as she moves toward one of the weight machines.

Avery: I've never heard of either one of them, and they are a challenge? I've faced better people that these two.

GG: Lets start with Blaze Freya.

Avery: She started in the business at a young age. When I was her age I was out exploring the world. I was taking everything in around me, and enjoying life. I wasn't tied down with a company at that time. So what if she started young? I had experience in the real world and trust me it's helped a lot in the ring. I can hits and dish them out just as easy. Blaze has some experience in the ring, and won titles, so have I. I still have yet to get my hands on one here, but in other places I have taken titles and held onto them for long periods of time. She's only been in like three companies, where I have been in a lot more, and enjoyed every moment of it. I'm not going to go easy on Blaze whatsoever. I don't like to do things half assed you know.

GG: That's for sure. You have proven yourself more times than I count. What about her partner Sabrina Sinstone?

Avery raises an eyebrow, and scoffs.

Avery: Sabrina? Is Salem with her too?

GG: I'm sorry?

Avery: You know from Sabrina the teenage witch? Why is it that I get the weird ones in the middle of the ring? I mean I swear I can't seem to get away from these weird ass people. Does she thing that she's a witch? Or is she just another wannabe that thinks she can stand to someone like me? I guess she'll learn the lesson the hard way just like everyone else has right?

GG: You have been doing well for yourself in SWAT since you've been here. Do you have anything to say to your partner?

Avery sighs and looks down at the floor nodding. She pushes back a piece of hair from her face, and looks up once again.

Avery: Linda I'm sorry for what I did to you in our last match. I know you didn't mean to cost me my title match and you were just trying to help me. And with the tag match I really wanted to team with my husband for the simple fact that it's been a really long time since we had the chance to do so. I know I shouldn't have taken it out on you, but I had thinking about a lot of things, and I had a few drinks before our match earlier that day and I got angry and...

She looks down again and sighs as she looks up again.

Avery: That's just an excuse. But I really do mean what I say Linda. I feel awful about what I did. I hope you can find in your heart to forgive me for what I did. We can beat these losers and show the rest of SWAT that we are one of the best teams in this place.  Now if that is everything Glenda I have to get back to work to get ready for this match.

GG: Of course. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule Avery.

Avery: No problem.

Glenda smiles and waves to Avery as starts to work on the weight machine as the scene fades to black.

[Lucky Linda]

”That’s it? That’s my apology?” demands Lucky Linda to herself staring at the monitor in disbelief.

She is in the back, and wearing a ‘Wanna get Lucky’ t-shirt, she is pacing and looks irritated. “You wanted to team with your husband?” Linda mocks to the camera. “You had had a FEW DRINKS!?”

“That’s the apology i get?” Linda stares into the lens, a burning anger in her eyes. “You betrayed me. Your best friend. Left me high and dry because you wanted to team with your husband?”

Linda is still pacing back and forth. “Was it worth it?”

Linda shakes her head in dismay. “Eliminated the very next round. You know Avery. I don’t blame you, i know it was HIS fault. HE got in your head, convinced you i cost you the belt, wrapped you around his little finger, just so he could advance himself. He doesn’t care about you or your career, only his own.”

“Even now, in this show, HE got a wild card and could select anyone he wanted, and did he pick you Avery? “ Linda pauses, rubbing her chin thinking on the answer, then pretends surprise “Oh no, he didn’t did he. No, he selected Calum Morgan.”

“I know that it must have been hard for you to come out and apologise to me Avery. I know how much courage that took.” Linda smiles, she has calmed down a bit now after getting that rant about Mark Maddox out of her system. “True friends don’t hold grudges. True friends don’t hold onto the past.”

“Avery, i will have your back tonight in the Lottery, just like i always have, too be sure too be sure.” Linda grins broadly to the camera. “We will destroy Sabrina and Blaze and then, in the Battle royal, may the best woman win.”

Linda goes to walk off then stops and turns back to the camera “And in that Rumble, no offense Avery, but Mark is a dead duck, i am putting a target on his manipulating ass, and i am sending him straight over the top rope, and after that, i am going even further, and calling him out right now! Battle of the Sexes! Mark Maddox! You are MINE!”

[radu]

[Meanwhile in the dressing room, The Beast of Dixie looks into a mason jar. Contained within the glass is a Japanese Giant Hornet. One of the most painful insect stings in the world. Brewster would feel that spike jabbing into her eye.]

"I see Brewster is picking up random soundbites to create a narrative her feeble mind can work with. Sounds like a manager, doesn't bother paying attention to the product, and only watches the shows hearing what she wants to hear...

Big reveal that the region she shut down was Backyard? That was Industrial Man's deal... not mine.

My promotion...

My cage...

MY HOME...

Was SWAT DIXIE.

I didn't appreciate it until it was gone... prisons are funny that way. I certainly didn't like it. But it was real. Real enough to me at least, that your continued refusal to acknowledge it Brewster is starting to irk me. I'd say it was insulting enough, that the next time I get you one on one, I'm going to physically NAIL your ovaries to the canvas... right above the SWAT Logo... so that everyone can see what horrible, disgusting, dead on arrival SHIT... that would be THIS SWAT... what SHIT sprang from your putrid loins. ...and after I'm DONE holding you accountable for what you did, as oppose to what you claim to have done after the fact, yeah, at that point...

Your existence will mean about as much to me as SWAT Dixie means to you...

...you won't exist.

Never heard of you.

And if you happen to lose your General Manager status along the way, you can't even force yourself back into the reality where I acknowledge you as someone I might FUCK UP.

...Why did you choose me as a partner? ANSWER IS EASY. Unlike the Anzac, where women's rights were put back fifty years, and exposed Amazons to be the single worst promotion in the history of this company... at least the version run by you.......... UNLIKE the ANZAC, you actually wanted a woman to advance to the next round.

Plus if I have to carry your worthless cellulite ass to the main event... well, it might just exhaust me to the point where I can be eliminated. Fiendishly clever Brewster... challenging me to the herculean task of keeping you from losing... which IS NOT EASY... and then taking advantage of my exhausted state. How many husbands did you eat with that game plan?

Well... in a federation with Hell's Bouncer as the world champion, character actor lookalikes in management positions, Frostbite being given a second chance, and comic book characters they DEFINITELY DON'T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO LICENSE making appearances.... basically in wrestling HELL...

The Industrial Man... the character who thinks he's a fucking CYBORG... decided you were all TOO STUPID for him to be seen here. He looked at one Deadpool promo and decided it would be EMBARRASSING to come back on a permanent basis...

AND HE WAS RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...Which means I needed a partner anyway. And if I was willing to team up with that ROBOTIC fuck, then a bitch who talks as stiff and mechanical as Brewster won't even feel like a FUCKING transition..."

[Jeez Radu, tell them how you really feel.]

[The next world champion of {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore} land looks across the locker room to see his opponents for the night.]

TJ Zousa: Damn... your kid has really shot up.

Brian Acres <showing off a picture of his son in his wallet>: Just finished grade 2. After this show I'm heading home for a days, the little lady will have her hands full with him this summer, and I like to take the pressure off at the sta----

Radu Matei <snatching wallet>: Cute kid. Tim wasn't it?

Brian Acres <clearly scared shitless by The Beast>: Uh... yeah....

Radu Matei: Tim is going to have a great summer... you're from Kansas City right... all sorts of trouble for Tim to get up too...

TJ Zousa: Hey now...

Radu Matei <tossing the wallet back to Brian while shooting Souza a cold stare>: How is the dance instruction? You still teaching over at Sunny Meadows? That seemed like a nice retirement community... not the shady kind that made out of substandard materials that occasionally catch fire.

TJ Zousa: ....

Radu Matei: ...I trust you boys will give me and Lynn a hell of a fight tonight. Just because she's General Manager don't take it easy on US...

[The two men look beaten down. Smiling, Radu tosses his mason jar up in the air, then catches it behind his back. Smiling at the O-Z, Matei turns to leave...]

Radu Matei: After all... the ONLY thing she can do is terminated your contracts... there are FAR worse things.

[As the former SWAT Dixie champion leaves, the men's dressing room seem to brighten up... its still gloomy though.]

[SWAT Team]

[The house lights go down, as pink, and blue spotlights go over the crowd. "Show Your Style" by Miracle of Sound begins to play over the speakers. The tron comes to life with an aerial view of Ireland, and then changes to different scenes of the places that Avery had been in her adventuring days. It soon changes to some of her old matches and the chaos and destruction that she had caused. A spotlight comes to rest at the back of the stage where Avery is standing with her head lowered. As the vocals start she raises her head, and she starts down the rampway. She poses with a few of the fans letting them get pictures before she heads to the ring. As she reaches the end of the rampway she sprints to the ring, and leaps up onto the edge of the ring, and slips through the ropes. She hops up onto the nearest ring post and plays to the crowd before hopping down, and removes the leather jacket she wears and waits for her tag team partner Lucky Linda.]

[Linger, Cranberries hits and Lucky Linda makes her way down the ramp way, high fiving the fans. She enters the ring and she and Avery begin to discuss strategies as Frank makes the introductions.]

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, the following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE fall. Introducing first, hailing from Dublin Ireland ... coming in at 5’8 & 131 pounds ... AVERY McCULLEN!!! And her tag team partner, also hailing from Dublin Ireland .... coming in at 5 ‘5 and 130 pounds ... LUCKY LINDA LA FEY!!!! THE IRISH ROSE BOMBSHELLS!!!

[Crowd go nuts and Linda and Avery high five.]

Frank Salazar : And their opponents .... BLAZE FREYA AND 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, Sabrina coming down behind her and the two stare at each other.].

Jeremy Tucker : Irish Rose Bombshells back on the same page Fulton!

Andrew Fulton : For now.

Jeremy Tucker : Ref calls for the bell and we are under way, Freya and Avery starting it out for their respective teams. They hook up and Avery whips Blaze to the ropes and delivers a beautiful drop kick.

Andrew Fulton : Freya back to her feet quickly and answers with a couple of elbow strikes.

Jeremy Tucker : Avery reels, then blocks one and tosses Blaze with a tiger suplex.

Andrew Fulton : Blaze hits a belly to belly suplex.

Jeremy Tucker : Avery delivers a punch to the gut, then tags in Linda.

Andrew Fulton : Linda into action and hits a snap mare, then a hard kick to the back of the neck of Freya.

Jeremy Tucker : Freya winces in pain, and Linda is cheap shotted from behind by Sabrina.

Andrew Fulton : Linda turns around and slaps Sabrina, that slap was louder than any chop and Sabrina drops to the ring floor! Wow!

Jeremy Tucker : Lucky Linda and Avery mean business here tonight Fulton! Blaze with a hard knee to the back of Linda! Blaze then plants her with a DDT, and tags in Sabrina who was just getting to the apron, still holding her cheek from the slap.

Andrew Fulton : Blaze means business too Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Sabrina gets in the ring and grabs two handfuls of Linda’s hair and swings her around and face plants her, look at her cheek, its bruised already!

Andrew Fulton : Sabrina stomps on Linda in a fury, and Avery runs in and spears her. The ref ushering Avery out of the ring, but she has done her job, and Linda now has Sabrina by her blonde locks, holding a handful of them, and then reels back and WHAM! Slaps her right across the cheek again!

Jeremy Tucker : Nasty! Irish Rose Bombshells are making a statement here tonight! Linda side Irish leg sweep, then tags in Avery.

Andrew Fulton : Linda hoists Sabrina up and holds her in a stalled vertical suplex ... Avery from the top jumps as Linda drops the brain buster and Avery comes crashing down with a senton on Sabrina.

Jeremy Tucker : Sabrina is dead! The Irish Rose Bombshells working as a cohesive unit Fulton!

Andrew Fulton : Avery makes the cover and this is a formality.

Jeremy Tucker : One ..............

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

Blaze breaks the count!

Andrew Fulton : Freya isn’t done. She grabs Avery and rams her into Linda who was running in to help. Here we GO!

Jeremy Tucker : Linda and Avery face to face, and Avery is saying sorry, it was Blaze, and Linda waves her off, she knows it was Blaze. Marie Caedes jumps from the crowd and while the ref is busy with Linda and Avery face to face, Marie with a Sidewalk slam with knee to stomach to Blaze. Marie then slides out of the ring. Sabrina slides back in the ring and Linda and Avery deliver double superkicks to her.

Andrew Fulton : Linda then Irish whips Sabrina hard into the corner and Sabrina is stuck there, in the tree of woe ... RUNNING CANNONBALL INTO A 450 MISSILE SHOT GUN DROP KICK SENDS SABRINA FLYING THRU THE TURNBUCKKLE TO THE OUTSIDE!

Jeremy Tucker : Avery grabs Blaze and hits THE UNPRETTIER!!!

Andrew Fulton : IRISH EYES BY AVERY!!! (Go To Sleep)

Jeremy Tucker : Avery does the double arm point to Linda, who is on the top rope ... 450 SPLASH!!! THE LUCKY DIP!!! Linda covers Blaze ....

One .................

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

THREE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Irish Rose bombshells advance to the battle royal!!!

[Linger hits and the ref raises the arm of Avery and Linda in victory, they share a hug and then make their way up the ramp. Blaze and Sabrina are coming too in the ring, and Marie slides back in, this time with a chair, and wallops both of them with cracking chair shots.]

Jeremy Tucker : What is the deal with Marie?

Andrew Fulton : She has some sort of problem with Blaze, last Battleground she stuck her own foot in her mouth!

Jeremy Tucker : And ... right on que ... she rips her boot off and dangles it in Blaze’s face. She shoves her toes into the mouth of Blaze ... this is gross!

Andrew Fulton : Bite them off!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Marie parades around the ring very pleased with herself and then goes to leave, then stops, she isn’t done! She rips the boot off of Sabrina’s foot and off of Blaze’s foot, and then rams them both into the mouth of Blaze!!!

Andrew Fulton : Blaze is reliving her worst nightmare! Over and over again!

Jeremy Tucker : Marie stomps on the head of Blaze and then heads up the rampway, the fans boo’ing her and throwing garbage and drinks at her. We fade with Blaze out of it in the ring.

[BlazeFNfreya]

-The Blackpool Bombshell is spotted staggering into the backstage area, repeatedly spitting on the ground with a disgusted look on her face. She shakes her head holding her hand out to block the cameraman from getting a good shot of her as she quickly walks past but after a few seconds, she comes right back into the shot seemingly motivated despite her blushing in embarrassment after what went down in first three matches for S.W.A.T-

Blaze Freya:Listen up, Marie. You got me good, you got me real good… Twice, actually. I’m walking out of this stadium tonight with my head held low because for the second time I’ve been humiliated n’ forced to… -Shakes her head once more, not even wanting to say what happened- You already know how it played out. Quite frankly, I’m ashamed to even be standing in front of this camera right now. If your mission was to embarrass me more than anyone ever has then you succeeded… However, if your mission was to embarrass me so badly that I tucked my tail between my legs n’ ran away from this company never to return again, you failed miserably! No matter how bad I lose, no matter how terrible I feel I will NEVER run away! It’s not in my blood. Most people in this situation would bury their head in shame n’ never look up again but I’m not like most people, Marie. I’m not denying you have the upper hand at the moment, you most certainly do after two sneak attacks! I want to see what you can do when I’m expecting you, though. I want to see how big and bad you are when you’re in arms reach of me while I’m not unconscious! Only then will we find out who the better woman is- Only then will we see your true colours because it’s really easy to get the best of someone after they’ve already been beaten, it’s a whole nother story when they’re at one-hundred percent, sweetheart. So I look forward to the day I get my hands on you, I pray I find you backstage at some point cos’ I’ll knock each and every one of your teeth so far down your throat you’ll be shitting cavities! Enjoy the sight of a humiliated Blaze Freya while it lasts, people. As soon as I get a fair fight, you never will again! And that’s not tough talk, That’s A Promise!

-She pushes past the cameraman angrily as our scene fades to black leaving us to wonder if she’ll get her hands on Marie tonight, tomorrow, or ever? Stay tuned to find out! ONLY on Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition!-

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: It's time now for a match that …. STILL seems weird, and that is….well Brian Aces and TJ Zousa and they’re taking on the team of Radu Matei and……(Jeremy is having trouble stringing the sentence together, mostly because he’s still surprised by the decision of half of the second team. He looks at Andrew Fulton, who takes the hint. )

Andrew Fulton: I totally agree. I would have thought Lynn Brewster would have picked anyone else in this company, hell in wrestling, to team with. But to team with Radu is something I didn't expect either. Her analogy about keeping your enemies closer is…..I simply hope Lynn knows what she’s doing.

Jeremy Tucker: What do you think about her little chat with Pesci and the deal made not for THIS show but for Battleground 12? A true battle of the sexes show with the women proving they can stand up to the men. And if they can do so and take over fifty percent of the matches, Lynn will be the one definitely making all the calls. So for Lynn…..taking on Radu at Battleground 12 will be huge for a couple reasons.

Andrew Fulton: She needs to worry about just defeating Radu to prove to the man she can beat him. Which, spoiler alert, she can’t.

Jeremy Tucker: And she’ll be leading a federation with women she has faith in. I mean we have Jade and Kim, Olympia, Linda, Avery…...Lynn….and it goes on. SWAT has some of the toughest lady wrestlers not just in this company, but in the business, and the men need to know these ladies aren’t just messing around, they’re out for more than sweat and tears.

Andrew Fulton: And now it's time for…..perhaps the strangest team I’ve seen in years. This feels almost surreal.

Jeremy Tucker: I totally agree

[The house lights fade, leaving the arena in darkness.]

[Riz Ortolani's haunting theme music to the film Cannibal Holocaust begins to play over the PA system.]

[Purple spotlights search through the crowd, building a sense of dread. The audience boo for the next participant, because he repulses them, but more so they aren't left alone with their thoughts. The erratic movement of the lights start to circle closer together before eventually, the perfect circles of light connect into the body of a large centipede. The visual representation of the insect stalks over the crowd, before racing towards the entranceway. Hitting the black curtains, the purple lights seem to double up, and fold into themselves.]

[Rough hands swatting aside the curtain, the five-time SWAT Dixieland champion pushes his way out into the arena. Its been a while since he had an audience like this. Rather than appreciate the change in pace, he seems to shake with rage, channeling it down towards the ring. Clenching his fists, Radu Matei starts to stalk down the aisle in sync with the music. The audience throws stuff, and generally let him know that his presence isn't appreciated... but they also keep their distance. Anyone who leans over the railing gets slashed by the box cutters he hides in his suit. Some are still stupid enough to see blood, but the majority vocalize their hatred out of arms' reach. Cowards that they are.]

[Approaching ringside, Radu lifts under the curtain to pull out a large box. Patting it, he smiles, before turning his venom back to the ring.]

"Cat Scratch Fever" hits the speakers and Wildcat comes out. She stands there, and when lyrics start she walks down to the ring. She gets on the apron edge, looking around at the crowd, then gets in the ring and removes her jacket, oblivious to any booing she's receiving, almost enjoying it

Lynn and Radu eye each other up and down and are trying to not get super close to each other, just close enough that people might think they are on the same team. Radu looks at the ring then at Lynn and signals that she’s more than welcome to start. Lynn steps in the ring as Zousa steps in, looking at his partner with a smirk, as if to say that this match is a walk in the park.

Lynn looks back at Radu, as if having to make sure of both her opponent and her partner. This temporary distraction leads Zousa to charge at Lynn from behind. Zousa attacks Lynn’s back, and also takes her out with a sweet of the knees. Lynn tries to get up as Zousa continues the attack and Lynn finally stumbles into the corner. Zousa hits several forearms before sending Lynn into the opposite turnbuckle. Lynn stumbles to the center of the ring and her arm is grabbed by Zousa. Zousa twists Lynn’s arm around as Lynn is in pain. She manages to twist back around and tries to throw a punch but Zouseaducks it, sends Lynn into the ropes, and hits a hip toss. Lynn makes it to her feet and is hit with a half nelson backbreaker. Zousa rolls Lynn into a cover….

One…..

Two…..

No..!!

Lynn gets the shoulder up. Zousa drags Lynn to her feet and tries to set up for a suplex, but Lynn ducks under and reverses it into an inverted neckbreaker! Both people lay down for a few seconds before they begin to stir. Lynn crawls to her corner and tags in Radu. Radu sneers at Brewster and then Zousa stares at him, fear in his eyes and he quickly tags in Acres..

Acres tries to throw a clothesline but Radu ducks, grabs Acres from behind, and nails a german suplex. As Acres gets to his knees Radu grabs him in a sleeper hold.

Andrew Fulton: It's too bad that Lynn and Radu will lose because they can't get along. Radu really deserves the win...

Jeremy Tucker: Are you serious? Lynn more than proved why she deserved the Amazon title and Radu is some sadistic……

Radu continues to apply pressure but as Acres appears to begin to fade, he suddenly fights to his feet and sends Radu into the ropes. Acres goes for a back body drop but Radu kicks Acres in the face. Radu quickly grabs Acres in a quarter nelson and nails a snapmare! Radu drags Acres to his corner and tags in Lynn. They both drag Acres to his feet and hit a double underhook suplex.

Jeremy Tucker: They seem to be working together just fine...I think they’ve put their differences aside.

As Acres gets to his feet Radu and Lynn both send Acres into the ropes, but Acres respond with a diving clothesline knocking both to the ground. As Acres slowly gets to his feet, Zousa climbs to the top rope. Acres tags in Zousa and he hits a missile dropkick knocking Lynn to the mat. Zousa waits for Radu to get to his feet and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside. Then Zousa runs across the ring, jumps to the second rope, and attempts a lionsault but Lynn rolls out of the way. Zousa grabs his stomach in pain and springs back up to his feet before Lynn grabs him and hits a side effect. Lynn covers…

One…..

Two…..

Thr…..No!!

Zousa kicks out. Lynn drags Zousa to his feet and sets up for a diamond cutter but Zousa blocks the move and lifts Lynn over his shoulders in position for a Juvi Driver.

Andrew Fulton: Zousa is trying to set up for the Gentleman’s Slam!

But Lynn falls over the top of Zousa and sets up for a reverse DDT.

Jeremy Tucker: An impressive reversal by Lynn.

Before Lynn hits the move Acres grabs Lynn by the leg. Lynn has to let go of Zousa and angrily jumps at the ropes, hoping to scare Acres a bit. But as Lynn turns around Zousa grabs Lynn and nails a brainbuster. Zousa tags in Acres, and Acres drags Lynn to her feet and they hit a double DDT. Zousa drags Lynn to the center of the ring as Acres to the top turnbuckle.

Andrew Fulton: One frog splash and this match is over, Jeremy!

But before Acres can jump off the turnbuckle he is intercepted by Radu, who hits a right hand before climbing the turnbuckle and nailing a superplex! Radu drags Lynn’s arm over Acres for a cover…

One…

Two…

No!

Zousa breaks up the cover. Then, Radu attacks Zousa with several left hooks. Radu throws Zousa over the top rope and follows him to the outside. Back in the ring, Lynn sends Acres into the turnbuckle and runs in for a splash. Acres stumbles to the center of the ring and receives a big boot from Lynn. Outside the ring, Radu sends Zousa into the steps appearing to knock him out. Radu climbs to the apron and is tagged in by Lynn. Radu picks up Acres and sends him into the ropes. Radu tries to hit a powerslam but Acres blocks it with his arm. Acres sets up Radu into a suplex position and raises his arm in the air to show that he’s about to hit a huge front suplex. Radu bites the rib cage of Acres, and he then lifts him up with a chokeslam and crushes Acres back first onto his knee.

Lynn grabs Zousa and hits several rights before clotheslining him over the top rope. Lynn follows Zousa to the outside and hits several rights with Zousa against the guardrail. Lynn dumps Zousa into the crowd. Zousa hits a kick to the knee and hits a flurry of rights before Lynn responds with her own flurry of rights. Both participants continue to brawl through the crowd as the camera tries to follow them.

Jeremy Tucker: Lynn and Zousa are heading through the crowd and abandoning their partners! What about the match?

Andrew Fulton: They don't care about the match. They’re just trying to beat the crap out of each other to advance this evening.

Lynn reappears and nails Acres in the back of the head with the Amazon title! Acres is out cold, and Lynn drops for a cover

One ...............

Two .........

Jeremy Tucker : NO!! Radu just broke the count! He has cost his own team the win!!

Andrew Fulton : He would rather humiliate Brewster than win the match!

Jeremy Tucker : Radu sends Lynn to the mat with an Ax Bomber!!! He has lost it!

Andrew Fulton : Radu then Jumping double stomp to the face/chest of Brian Acres with enough force that it almost looks like a senton, but he just took his head off. Matei ends up on top for the pin.

Jeremy Tucker : One .................

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

THREE!!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Radu and Lynn advance! He wanted the cover, not the GM hogging the glory!

Jeremy Tucker : Radu rolls out of the ring, and he glowers at Brewster who is getting to her feet, realising what has happened and pointing to him she will see him in the battle royal!

Andrew Fulton : These two have some bad blood Jerry and we are going to see it come to a head here tonight in the Jokers Wild Lethal Lottery Battle Royal.

[SWAT Team]

Rip It Up by 28 days hits as we switch back to the ring. Mad Dog Paul Soutter is in there wearing a Hawaiian shirt open over the top of a KGB t-shirt. There is a lounge suite in the ring and on the SWAT Tron we see doctored footage of Tom Cruise jumping up and down on the couch imposed in the ring. Then more doctored footage showing Rick James / Dave Shappelle on his back stamping his feet on the couch “FUCK_YOUR_COUCH”. Now a shot of Heidi giving Suit a lap dance on the couch.

Soutter : WELCOME TO SUIT’S SUITE!!!

Hell of a show we are having here tonight, and hell of a Suit’s Suite upon us, with the Anzac Cup winners, CHIANTI coming out to celebrate their victory, but before we get to that, i have something pretty special coming up also.

That’s right Atlantic City! Later tonight, i get MY shot at the SWAT World Heavyweight Championship!

That joke for a champion Henry Brown just never learns. Two years ago, we let him join the KGB, just so we could kick his ass straight back to the curb. I remember it like yesterday, he swore he would never trust anyone ever again, especially myself, switch to the Anzac Cup and he somehow is wearing our belt, and low and behold, he is teaming with me.

You know, there is an old saying HB. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.

Well, shame on you fool! We could fool you a thousand times and you still wouldn’t see 1001 coming. Not only did you have the honour of tagging with the Big Bad Bustling Bandit in the Anzac Cup, but then you went and challenged me to a match ... WHILE I WAS YOUR DAMN PARTNER!

Do you have a death wish or are just plain stupid pal?

I kept my mouth shut, knowing when the time is right, you will get yours, and you go and get us eliminated from the Cup FIRST ROUND! To Frostbite no less!

Ohhh the Shame.

Well, the time was right, and here we are, you have got your wish, a title match with the best.

With the Centre of Attention!

Mad Dog Paulie MOTHER FUCKEN SOUTTER!

I got the Skill to Thrill!

The Name to Entertain!

I’m Loud and Proud and well Endowed!!!

I’m about to win the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP and i LIKE IT LIKE THAT!!!

[Crowd erupt in a mix of half boo’s half cheers.]

Soutter : But enough about little old me, we got a party set to get under way here, so lets get out the guests of honour, the 2019 ANZAC CUP WINNERS!!! TIMELESS ALEX TURNER AND THE GODSON JOEY MORELLI!!!! CHIANTI!!!

[Sfera Ebbasta - Tran Tran hits and a Delorian pulls up onto the stage.]

[Candice and Roxylishus make their way out of the car to the rampway holding the Cup between them, they look so hot you wish you had two eyes so you could look at both, make that four eyes you want, and a tub of baby oil. They pose together and the fans go wild, then Joey and Timeless come out between them ducking under the Cup like it was a ladder, high five and the four make their way to the ring, Roxylishus stops to banter with a fan, then mock wretches with her finger in her mouth gagging and dismisses them. The girls hold the ropes open for Timeless and Joey and Timeless pulls out a mic.]

Timeless : I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it!

Joey : (grabbing the mic) I’m Sexy and I know it!

[Timeless tells him, no, he is, and they bicker at who is the sexiest as Suit smiles and the crowd start a chant “I’m sexy and i know it!]

Soutter : Guys, first off, congratulations on winning the cup, great effort!

Timeless : Thanks Suit! It was one hell of a night, 4 matches, and we smashed them all, every single one of them!

Soutter : What’s with the Delorian?

Joey : Well, we just came from the past to get here Suit, we just came all the way from LAST WEEK! That’s right, the only thing better than winning the Anzac Cup is winning it TWICE! We just went back in time and won it a SECOND TIME!

Soutter : When are you guys going to take me along on one of them adventures?

Timeless : How about right now?

[Timeless starts to set his watch.]

Soutter : I sorta have some plans later tonight, maybe a rain check?

Joey : Yo! Let me tell you! I just wooped that prick Withers a SECOND TIME!

Soutter : (laughing) So nice you’s had to do it twice!

Timeless : We are putting the whole of SWAT on notice! This is OUR TIME!

We are CHIANTI!

We like to Root and make all the Loot!

We take out the Trash, and collect all the Cash!

We break your heart and tear you apart!

We make Stacks and break Backs!

I am the Ultimate Male Supreme!

Every breathing Woman’s Wet Dream!

A God Damn Wrestling Machine!

Soutter : That you are! Next week at Battle of the Sexes, i have been informed its you two going up against The Hired Killers!

Joey : Please, we could beat the entire womens division in a handicap, all of them against jsut Timeless and I. Uncle Joe put us together for a reason.

Chianti is the shit, on point, and always lit!

Soutter : What about the furore from your appearance on Ellen Timeless? It’s a social media circus and the bleeding hearts are calling for a boycott of our programming following your behaviour on the show.

Timeless : Let me tell you about Allen Suit. Put your hand down her pants and i bet you feel nuts!

Soutter : Maybe, but the boycott?

Joey : Any publicity is good publicity, them ‘activists’ yell and scream and cry offended on social media, then run to their bedroom, grab their ‘toys’ from their ‘secret drawer’ and diddle themselves silly over us.

[The Tron lights up and we see Alex Withers on it standing back stage.]

Alex Withers : Chianti!

I see you’re there celebrating like you actually think that you have made the Hall of Fame, three years in trying and finally you have made yourself relevant by somehow, someway getting the pinfall on Alex freaking Withers.

But hey, enjoy this moment, savour it, take it all in, enjoy the party boys because Alex Withers dumped the anchor that was holding him down in Leon Washington, the baby kissing Brooklyn bitch has gone back home where as Alex Withers… nah, I ain’t going home until I have what I want… and that is payback.

See when you took home the tin pot cup you didn’t just win a cup… you took a scalp, you upset the world and now there are people who actually believe that Chianti is better than Alex Withers… and believe me boys we all know the referee was a homer, we all know that Leon Washington was a freaking weight on my shoulders and now without a shadow of a doubt I am here to tell you two bitches that Alex Withers is, was and forever will remain EVERYTHING you will never be!

[Withers smirks to the camera, and Joey and Timeless are staring at the tron, waving their hands in the “come on, lets go” wave. The shot widens, and we see Withers has actual slide into the ring behind them, he is holding a Singapore Cane.]

Jeremy Tucker : WITHERS IS IN THE RING! The Tron was pre recordered!

Andrew Fulton : Sneaky Son of a bitch!

Jeremy Tucker : WHAM! Withers reels back and wallops Timeless with the Cane! BAM! Another for Joey!

Andrew Fulton : This is not called for, they won the match and tourney and want to celebrate their victory.

Jeremy Tucker : Withers is not done with them yet! He again smashes them with the Cane, over and over again, this is brutal, and Suit has seen enough and steps in front of Chianti and Withers and chests Withers, showing him this is his Show.

Andrew Fulton : Oh My GOD! Withers swings the Cane at Soutter! Suit puts his arm up and blocks, he towers over this guy!

Jeremy Tucker : Soutter has had enough and he charges at Withers, Withers ducks a clotheslines, Suit bounces off the ropes, DROP TOE HOLD, SENDS SUIT FACE FIRST INTO THE CUP!

Andrew Fulton : Wow! Suit to his feet, Withers with the Cane, SIDE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP, CANE ASSISTED, SENDS THE MAMMOTH SUIT INTO THE CUP, CRUSHING IT!

Jeremy Tucker : This is too much! Here come security! Soutter is clutching his back! Chianti back on their feet, and moving at Withers but the ring is filled with security. Withers slides out of the ring, and his job is done.

Andrew Fulton : Chianti is fuming! Suit hasn’t moved! They are calling for the gurney, and the medics rush down and slide him onto it, rolling him up the rampway.

[The medics place Suit in the back of an ambulance, and as we fade to commercials, we see seated in the drivers seat of the ambulance, FROSTBITE! WTF!!!!]