Battleground #18 : War Crimes! (Show)

[radu]

[Broken bodies are strewn across the backstage area.]



[Production assistants, road agents, security, heavy traffic almost trips over the mangled remains as the show continues, business as usual. Trying to figure out if Powerhouse missed a cue or if Valentine has sewn up the rights to Syberus 110% T-shirts takes precedence over the human suffering. Moving at a slower pace is the figure that looms over Rajiv Khan’s gurney, casting a large shadow over the Hardcore division’s permanent top contender.]



Rajiv Khan: So dark…



[The shadow is enough to make the Indian Assassin think he is close to death. The other members of the enhancement talent tag jamboree are also lounging back on stretchers, enjoying neck braces and medical treatment due to the KGB’s cowardly response to returning, now elderly, New Breed. The camera pans over to Brien O. Thomas, who has enough gauze on that his ears are completely covered, starring up at the cold lights. Story of his life.]



“War crimes.”



[The large shadow of the world champion moves from Khan to Thomas, as Radu Matei takes in the carnage. The only sympathetic eye in the building.]



Radu Matei: I thought the War in the program eluded to my battles with Lynn Brewster, and the crimes were my offences against Jade.



Brien O. Thomas <pointing a bandaged arm up to his heavily gauzed ears>: I can’t understand you.



Rajiv Khan <neck brace keeping his focus on the ceiling cannot see the scene, just hear it>: WHAT? WHAT BECAUSE I SPEAK WITH AN ACCENT? YOU RACIST SCUM!



Brien O. Thomas: WHAT?



Rajiv Khan: FUCK YOU!!!



Radu Matei <smiling sadly at BOT>: But the War in question is between the KGB and the Society of the New Breed, and the crimes... <flinch> have only just begun.



[Trying to lean against a wall, TJ Zousa looks at his heavily bandaged hands before turning to a medic with tears in his eyes.]



TJ Zousa: Doc… level with me... am I ever going to dance again?



Medic: You didn’t sustain any damage to your legs.



TJ Zousa <trying to strike a John Travolta Saturday Night Fever pose but having a hard time extending his index finger>: ...You just don’t understand dancing.



[Matei puts a reassuring claw on BOT’s shoulder.]



Radu Matei: This should never have happened. I have tried my best to build up the world title, raising it to the quality that the organization deserves... but its like spinning plates. While I focus on making this belt the crown jewel of the XHF organizations, Joe has his run of the federation. Wrestlers can only appear in two segments because they don’t want them being overexposed, at the same time, Pesci manages to work himself into half the program. He treats this place like his personal toy box, undermining the structure and sense of community. Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition used to be the kind of federation, where if a dick stable decided to take liberties with a match they weren’t participating in, the rest of the roster would come out and hand them their asses. Packer would never have stood for this bullshit. Soutter wouldn’t have either… he’s just forgotten. We should have stood up for you guys. All of us. Despite Pesci’s best efforts, we WILL get that sense of community back.

Until then, I am sorry I let this happen to you.



Brien O. Thomas: ...WHAT?



Rajiv Khan: SAY WHAT ONE MORE TIME I DARE YOU!!!



Brien O. Thomas <confused by Matei’s kindness>: I don’t understand.



Rajiv Khan: THAT’S IT! I might die tonight, but if I’m still alive next show, we’re getting a rematch you inconsiderate piece of shit!



Brien O. Thomas: Is someone else there?



Rajiv Khan: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!



[As the injured tag teams start to squabble harder, the world champion looks up at the camera.]



Radu Matei: The state of SWAT.



[The Sacrificial Idol starts to make his way down the hallway. Busy personal that brush past the bandaged figure only lightly touch him to start the blood flowing again. As white gauze slowly reddens, The Beast of Dixie picks up his methodical pace, soldiering on despite the bombardment of backstage personal.]


Radu Matei: I consider Lynn Brewster to be the same kind of insidious presence as Pesci, putting herself over at the expense of the company. For my poor opinion of her booking, promoting, managing, personal, and wrestling skills – the fact remains that she was one of the few things that could keep Pesci in check. As questionable as she was, SWAT no longer has that quality control. Joe has been left to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

Assembling the more mercurial members of our family into a little group that acts as his muscle. The only problem with the big bad stable designed to bully people, is that when another group comes in... and I’m not talking about the Royal Family... showing equal strength, well, bullies have a tendency to get defensive. So what was the response? DOUBLE THE NUMBERS! Let half the damned roster into their elite unit. Consolidate all the titles, so that if they ever have to wrestle the feared Newish Breed, the KGB can do it on the KGB’s terms.

Know the home field.



[Pushing through the curtain, the bloody husk that is Radu Matei steps out onto the entrance ramp to a massive pop from the capacity crowd.]



Radu Matei: To look at the badly beaten bodies of The O-Z and the Indian Assassins, you would think this was the KGB versus Society of the New Breed show.



[The Matei chants start up quickly.]



Radu Matei: If that was REALLY the story... then Syberus SHOULD have beat my ass last week.



[Chants show no sign of stopping.]



Radu Matei: I for one could not be happier – they represent the best and the brightest of HARDKORE world. All fans of this sport are luckier to have them performing again. The only thing is... they just got here... so while appreciating their greatness, lets not shit on the Psychotic Goths, Frostbites, and Lucky Lindas who have been keeping the HOPES AND DREAMS of SWAT Alive.



[The sheep continue to eat out of his blood stained hands.]



Radu Matei: ...you can shit on Hell's Bouncer though.

[Ha!]

Radu Matei: The KGB may have tied up the Hardcore, Tag, and Amazon straps... but between me and Suzi Spitz, I know it’ll be a COLD DAY IN HELL before they get any other gold. We all know that our Pan-Am champion is THE ONLY THING keeping Joanne Canelli from having her ass handed to her by Zolotrach later this evening.



[IT’S DAMN TRUE POP!!!]



Radu Matei: So Pesci might make this the KGB show, and the KGB might have all their sights set on those New Breeders, but if they aren’t looking in my direction, the answer is clear...



PAUL SOUTTER FEARS ME.



[That sounds catchy, lets try chanting it.]



SOUTTER FEARS MATEI!!


SOUTTER FEARS MATEI!!!!


SOUTTER FEARS MATEI!!!!!!!


SOUTTER FEARS MATEI!!!!!!!!!!!


SOUTTER FEARS MATEI!!!!!!!



Radu Matei: I came here representing the END of his federation, and what did he do? Defend his home? Nah. He made Frostbite’s life a living hell, the only other guy who could have stood up to me, all while ducking yours truly. With Brewster out of the way, Pesci calls all the shots... the only thing standing between him and the total ruin of this product is this...



[The Sacrificial Idol holds the world title high in the air to a sea of flash photography.]



Radu Matei: Yet they keep their distance. So the KGB have gone from ruining the end of every world title match, to waiting for me to leave ringside before targeting people... which brings me to Jade.



Are the Hired Guns even in the KGB?



It seems like they always take a back seat to their husbands. The Fairtex brothers are in the Anzac Cup? Oh, well they all agree to look out for their own interests, but it ends up being the Fairtex show. Tong turns on Psychotic Goth? Do they question his actions towards their long term family friend, or do they rush take jobs from Pesci? Do I do something ABSOLUTELY MONSTROUS TO JADE???



[The cheers start to die down a little.]



Radu Matei: Can she get revenge for herself, or will Tong use it as a platform to start demanding world title matches, not really picking up on his wife’s discomfort? BECAUSE THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED!!!



[Ok, the audience is back with him!]



Radu Matei: So maybe I’m fighting the KGB tonight, you would have to ask them. Personally, its so much bigger than that. Its about war crimes. Coming to terms with past transgressions and hopefully growing in the process.



Jade. Unlike your husband, I understand your needs.



[Snap!]



Radu Matei: This isn’t about the title. This is about standing on your own two feet and screaming to the heavens that you have just as much right to be on this stage as anyone else. That you didn’t deserve to be collateral damage in my Lynn war. No one deserved that treatment. <double take> Only Lynn.



Ownership.



Not just this gold belt, but ownership over our actions.



Tonight. I put my belt and my health on the line, owning my role in your distress. Appreciating every lump I take, not for just bettering the strap, but because I asked for them. Being a horrible person, the chance of redemption is most welcome.



You should try it, Jade.



[Did the arena just get colder?]



Radu Matei: Those comments I made about collateral damage and my deep guilt, while all true, were recorded prior to your little shooting stunt. War Crimes.  We are both guilty of them, I'm just the only one acknowledging it.  For all the sensational headlines your stunt may have bought SWAT, Pesci might have given you a title shot, but did he do you any favours?  In the world we currently live in, do you even know the stress and anxiety you caused for our audience members? You STILL have my pity, but now have brought about my disdain.



Ownership.



I can’t take back what I did to you, just as you can’t take back what you did to the audience last week. I can show remorse for my actions. You don’t seem to be emotionally capable of that yet.



So I will make you LEARN remorse.



I will TEACH you to OWN your actions.

ALLOW you to ACCEPT personal responsibility.

You will KNOW that this is my home, <tick> this is my community, <pause> and even if I owe you, Jade...

NO ONE fucks with SWAT.



[Mic drop.]



[The world champion’s gauze is now deep red. The bloody effigy raises a fist in the air to the approval of the crowd, signalling the blood bath that is to come.]

[philblauer]

[ We fade up on Robbie Cox, a big hairy country boy, in the ring stretching.]

Tucker: Welcome back! It seems we have an unadvertised match next. Newcomer Robbie Cox is already in the ring, awaiting a mystery challenger.

Fulton: It is going to be The Great Heckler. Ryan Satin reported he was backstage pouting on the locker room floor.

[The Disney Theme starts playing and a middle aged woman in a business suit walks out with a microphone.]

Fulton: Look a MILF! I love this new gimmick: Cox The Cougar Slayer.

Tucker: Wait a second. That is Kathleen Kennedy! She is one of Hollywood’s most successful producers and the current president of Lucasfilm. What is she doing in the Swatpact Zone?

Kennedy: I have to give it to you, Cox. Over six feet tall and 220 pounds. You are certainly impressive, but you’re no Disney Plus.

Fulton: Sick burn!

Tucker: What?

[ The lights dim and a three minute sizzle reel promoting the Disney Plus service plays.]

Tucker: What is happening?

Fulton: Wow, 6.99 is a steal!

Kennedy: Disney Plus is taking over the streaming market, but we’re not stopping there. We will also be taking over the squared circle! Right now!

[The arena goes pitch black and John Williams music plays. Then, a red replica lightsaber turns on and we see someone on the entrance way dressed in full Kylo Ren cosplay, mask and all. The costumed person points at Cox and storms down the ramp towards the ring.]

Tucker: Folks, an apology is in order. What you’re seeing is a cheap marketing stunt. This does not encompass the spirit of SWAT. This isn’t what our talented men and women train years for. This isn’t what they risk their lives for. This makes me sick.

Fulton: Oh lighten up. Besides, you don’t know who is in that costume. It could be some wrestling legend for all we know.

Tucker: How could it be? Who would do it? Who would sink so low? Who would betray their brethren and decades of tradition? What wrestler would be so greedy and soulless to compromise every...oh. Yeah, it is definitely Marty Donovan.

[The Kylo Ren cosplayers takes off his mask to reveal Marty Donovan in emo makeup. He makes a pouty face at Cox.]

Fulton: “The Locker Room Leader” Marty Donovan! This guy has won championships all over the globe!

Tucker: And stabbed countless backs.

[ The referee takes away all of Marty’s dumb Star Wars props and calls for the bell. The two wrestlers run full speed at each other. Robbie Cox destroys Marty with a spear.]

Fulton: What a hit!

Tucker: And the big man just nearly speared Marty out of his Sith boots. This might be over.

[ Robbie goes for the pin.]

1




2



Kickout!


Tucker: The veteran barely getting his shoulder up before the three count. Donovan looks shell-shocked. It is worth noting he has been out of wrestling for years now.

Fulton: Why would you take bumps when you can make millions being mean to people on twitch?

[ Cox lifts Marty up with ease and irish whips him into the corner. The Disney stooge hits the corner hard and collapses in a slump.]

Tucker: This has all been one sided so far. Donovan might have simply been out of the game for too long.

[ Marty is pleading for his life as Cox yanks him up by the hair and puts on the camel clutch.]

Fulton: He has that camel clutch locked in tight!

Tucker: This is all put over. Hopefully it will serve as a lesson to corporate sycophants everywhere.

[Kathleen Kennedy scurries up on the ring apron and starts unbuttoning her shirt. The ref runs over and tells her to stop immediately. Robbie tosses down Marty’s limp body and starts yelling at the Lucasfilm president.]

Tucker: Dear lord! Kathleen Kennedy has exposed herself in a cheap attempt to keep Marty in this match. What a disgusting mud show tactic!

Fulton: Show some respect. Those are the knockers that gave us The Color Purple.

[While the ref’s back is turned Marty low blows Cox.]

Tucker: You have to be kidding me!

Fulton: Marty might be older, but he still has his tricks.

[While Cox is bent over in pain, Marty bounces off the ropes and connects with a V-Trigger.]

Fulton: Did you hear the impact on that? I think Marty broke his nose!

Tucker: Cox’s face is a crimson mask. He’s out cold.

[ Kathleen Kennedy hops off the apron and the ref turns around in time to see Marty going for the pin.]

1





2




3!

[The bell is called and the crowd rains down garbage and boos. Marty rolls out of the ring and embraces a semi-dressed executive producer before talking smack right into the camera.]

Donovan: Disney Plus! November 12th! Only $69.99 annually! You don’t want to miss this! Sign up today!

Tucker: Disgusting. Well folks, whether we like it or not, Marty Donovan is back. Hopefully someone in the locker room can shut his big mouth. I’m sure after what we saw tonight there will be no shortage of takers.

[The shot fades out on Marty gloating as Cox is helped to his feet.]

[SWAT Team]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall, introducing first, hailing from Melbourne Australia, coming in at 6’7 and 220 pounds ... JR Wrangler!!!

[One spotlight hits the entrance, Wrangler enters light follows him till he hits the ring. When he hits the ring he goes around corner by corner as he does that quarter of the arena lights up and stays lit up]

Frank Salazar : And introducing his opponent, hailing from Boulder, Colorado and coming in at 6’2 225 pounds ... The Cold Hearted Bastard .... FROSTBITE!!!!

[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 opponent 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 his opponent as the lights turns back to normal and his music fades as he is ready for a war. ]

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go folks, its Frostbite Vs Wrangler, referee Joe Davola calls for the bell and this one is under way. They go to hook up and Wrangler pulls away and holds his hand up above Frostbite and out of his reach, accentuating his height advantage, Frostbite smiles at him, then WHAM! Nails him with a hard chop to the chest.

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite is a veteran of this sport and he isn’t about to let some rookie get the best of him in a game of one upsmanship

Jeremy Tucker : Wrangler no sells the chop, and wraps two hands around the throat of Frostbite and lifts him up and then spins in a brutal double armed sit out type choke slam! Wow!

Andrew Fulton : He is put together this Wrangler, he just man handled Frostbite!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite has been thru as many wars as Radu, the pair of them are as banged up as each other.

Andrew Fulton : Wrangler goes for a big leg drop and Frostbite rolls out of the way and then nails a DDT!

Jeremy Tucker : Wrangler felt that, and Frostbite makes a cover ....

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

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

Kick out by Wrangler.

Andrew Fulton : How about what we just witnessed Jerry, Marty Donavan has returned to SWAT!

Jeremy Tucker : I saw it and i still don’t believe it! Frostbite delivers a back breaker to Wrangler, that was quite the victory he pulled out in the cage match last Battleground!

Andrew Fulton : Wrangler blocks a right hand from Frosty and executes a jaw breaker!

Jeremy Tucker : He has a lot promise Wrangler, a long way to go but he could go a long way here in SWAT!

Andrew Fulton : I don’t see it, he is in here with some of the best to ever enter the squared circle, Frostbite for one right now, and he has a long way to go to reach that level.

Jeremy Tucker : Wrangler with a power slam. Certainly a long way to go, but i am watching him with interest, he could do well to watch the other guys here at SWAT, see what he likes and try to emulate that, it’s not beyond him.

Andrew Fulton : Wrangler throws Frostbite to the corner and mounts him with a ten punch count.

Jeremy Tucker : Wrangler celebrates, posing for the fans .... big mistake ... Frostbite pounces on him and delivers a full nelson slam.

Andrew Fulton : Frostbite with a spine buster!

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite now in full control. Wrangler struggling to his feet ... BACK CRACKER!!!

Andrew Fulton : This could be over Jerry! Piledriver!!! Frosty with the pile driver.

Jeremy Tucker : Frosty hoists big Wrangler up, drops him, throat first across the top ropes as he falls back hits him with the Crossroads! WIND CHILL FACTOR!

Andrew Fulton : That’s it, this one is done!

Jeremy Tucker : SNOW STORM!! Frostbite hits the snow storm! (front brain buster) .... Covers .......

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

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

THREE!!!!

Convincing win to the veteran Frostbite!

Andrew Fulton : Just a formality really.

Jeremy Tucker : Frostbite has been in the ring with the best, and beaten the best! Nice effort by Wrangler.

Frank Salazar : Winner of the match ..... FROSTBITE!!!!

[averymccullen]

Act 1: Another Challenge

"I've won some, and lost some, but this one I'm not going to lose!"

Two Days Before War Crimes

The scene opens on the beautiful city of Memphis Tennessee.  The Mississippi River wound itself along the shores of the city, and the massive bridge glowed in the night casting the lights to the river below. The city was full of life,  even for as late as it was. The camera moves over the city and soon comes to a stop on a small pub called the Celtic Crossing. The sound of music could be heard coming from within. When the door opens, the smell of the food drifts from the kitchen, filling ones senses mixing with the smell of the beers that flowed from the taps behind the bar. We see a few people sitting at wooden tables, but one face is familiar that sat at the bar alone. It was Avery McCullen. She had arrived in Memphis to relax before her match against Lynn Brewster. She had gotten the win over Blaze Freya with no trouble, and now she had to face off against the woman that had lost to Joanne and become Pesci's personal slave. Avery shook her head, and downed the glass that sat in front of her.

Voice: Take it easy there red...

She turns around and sees a man wearing a cowboy hat, Oakley sunglasses, a shirt that read "BAD ASS MOTHER F***ER!", a pair of jeans, and a pair of cowboy boots. Avery smiles as he removes his hat and sits beside her.

Avery: What are you doing here Johnny?

Johnny: I'm in town for a house show. You?

Avery: I have a match in SWAT.

Johnny: I forgot you're with them. How are you doing?

Avery: I've been better. Whatcha drinking?

Johnny: Beer, and none that fancy stuff.

Avery: Right. Hey bar keep get my friend here a beer... The domestic stuff.

The older man behind the bar nods and turns to get Johnny something as Avery sighs.

Johnny: Something wrong?

Avery: No... Yes... I don't know... My husband is in a coma and they had someone try to finish him off... I stopped it thankfully.

Johnny: Jesus. Who was it?

Avery: Joanne. She was doing it at the order of the boss man. I'm surprised really... But not much.

The bartender sets Johnny's beer in front of him and walks off.

Johnny: Wait, wait... You mean the big bad mob boss is taking orders from someone else?

Avery: Yeah that's what I was thinking.

Johnny: Wow... So why aren't you with your husband then if someone tried to kill him?

Avery: I have security on him around the clock. Plus like I said I have a show here in a couple of days time. I'm worried about him, but I needed to get away you know?

Johnny takes a drink from the bottle in his hand and nods.

Johnny: Yeah I do.

Avery smiles as does Johnny. Time passes by and the two of them talk like they were old friends. The pub soon starts to clear out, and they are the last two sitting at the bar.

Johnny: Damn... I guess it's closing time isn't it?

Avery: It looks that way.

Johnny: Is your hotel far from here?

Avery: No, it's around the corner. Would you care to walk me back?

Johnny puts his hat back on his head and nods.

Johnny: I'd be honored ma'am.

Avery goes to pay for the drinks, but Johnny tosses a wad of cash onto the counter, as they walk out. The bar tender nods and winks at Johnny as they head out the door. They soon step outside into the night, and start toward her hotel. They soon reach her hotel and head inside, and are soon outside her hotel room door.

Avery: Thanks for walking me back.

Johnny: You're welcome. It was good catching up with you Avery.

Avery: Yeah it was. Thanks again...

She leans in and kisses him. The kiss soon breaks and she blushes as Johnny stands there speechless.

Avery: Goodnight.

She walks into her room, and closes the door behind her, as the scene fades to black.



1 Day Before War Crimes


The sound of an alarm is heard coming from somewhere in the darkness. A slender hand is seen picking up a phone and hitting a button before it is set back down. The covers get pulled back slightly and we see that it is Avery. She opens her eyes and sighs laying on her back, looking over at the phone. It was 8 am. Another day had started and the night before still played in her mind. She had kissed Johnny. She was a married woman, and she had kissed another man. She couldn't let that get to her now. She had to focus on her match that was coming up against Brewster but yet it kept replaying over and over in her mind. She sits up in the king size bed and sighs as she turns on the light beside her revealing a decent sized room. The flat screen TV hung over the dresser that was done in a light colored oak, with a full mirror. The carpet was done in a light cream color, and the walls seemed to match. The comforter was a deep blue color, with pillow cases that matched. The heavy curtains that were drawn were done in the same blue color, as the hint of vanilla seemed to drift on the air. She gets up from the bed dressed in the same thing she had been wearing the night before. She sighs as she looks at herself in the mirror.

Avery: I look awful...

She sighs and leans against the dresser.

Avery: Did you ever get the feeling that you made a mistake that would you make you rethink things in your life? I know I have. I mean I kissed someone that wasn't my husband... I mean... It was just a kiss, nothing more right? But it felt... It felt right. God, I'm going to hell! But I can't focus on that right now! I have a match coming up, and I have to say I feel sorry for you Brewster, having to take orders from that slime ball Pesci, but you did kind of deserve it. I mean you agreed to it. That is one thing I would never do. I wouldn't put my freedom,or my honor on the line to please some fat piece of shit that smells like the inside of a cologne bottle. The last time that you and I faced off I lost to you, but not this time. I plan on beating the holy hell out of you just to prove a point.

She goes to the suitcase that sat on a small table and opens it pulling out an outfit, and heads toward the bathroom. The sound of water running is soon heard and all that is seen is the firm butt of the Daredevil Avery McCullen. Her milky colored skin now dripped with water, as she stood under the hot water. Steam starts to rise from the glass shower in the corner of the white bathroom, and rolls across the bedroom floor. The water soon turns off and Avery steps out with a big white fluffy towel wrapped around her. She wipes off the mirror and smiles.

Avery: I know that you're going to do whatever it takes to put me down, but I'm going to do the same with you. I'm not going to underestimate you. Especially when you're taking orders from Pesci. I know he'll want you to put an end to me or something along those lines, and I have to be ready for anything that you can throw at me. I'm not going to let what happened last night get to me. Not now. I have to take you down and show the rest of the Amazon's that my win's haven't been flukes over them. In just a few hours the two of us will be facing off against each other in the middle of the ring, and only one of us can walk away withe the win. But it won't be you. I'm not going to go down without a fight. Not this time I'll be ready for you, but the question is will you be ready for me? I mean in between cleaning his toilets and kissing his ass can you get training in? I'm sure you will... right?

Avery laughs as she slides on a "TRUE IRISH ROSE" t-shirt. She soon puts on a pair of dark yoga pants and starts to brush out her hair.

Avery: Now I really don't have anything left to say to you really. I mean I can't really humiliate you any more than you already did to yourself... I mean I already know that I have this match won, so there isn't really much point of saying it over and over again... I've held the Amazon Title and I'm looking at getting it back, and if that means I have to destroy you and walk over your unconscious body to get one step closer then so be it. Now if excuse me I need to start my training for another day. See ya around, and good luck you're going to need it.

She smiles and sets the brush down, and turns walking toward the door to her room. She opens it and walks out into the long hallway, and heads toward the elevator as the scene fades to black.

[SWAT Team]

Andrew Fulton: Up next, we have Blaze Freya versus Lucky Linda in what is sure to be one to watch... for... various reasons.

Jeremy Tucker: Oh dear God please behave.

Andrew Fulton: I can't promise that.

[“Two Notes Shy Of An Octave” by Red City Radio plays and out comes Syberus. However rather than donning his ring gear he's decked in the black and white stripes of a referee shirt! The crowd pops as he makes his way down to the ring politely acknowledging the cheers.]

Andrew Fulton: Wait... what is this?

Jeremy Tucker: Andrew that's Syberus wearing a referee's shirt.

Andrew Fulton: Thanks.

[Syberus takes the microphone and the music dies down.]

Syberus: Now as many of you know you're now looking at “110%” Syberus. It's 110%, all the time, from here on out. That means I need to up my game in and out of this ring, and I need to give my all to this company. It doesn't just start and stop with my own matches.

To that end, I've offered my services as an impartial referee. Issues with the KGB notwithstanding, management jumped at the chance to save on a paycheck, so here we are. Let's do this!

[Syberus hands the microphone back to Frank Salazar.]

[Linger, Cranberries hits and Lucky Linda makes her way down the ramp way, high fiving the fans.]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall ... introducing first, hailing from Dublin Ireland ..... coming in at a5’ 5 and 130 pounds ..... LUCKY LINDA LA FEY!!!

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

Frank Salazar : And introducing her opponent, hailing from Blackpool England, coming in at 5’ 6 and 125 pounds .... BLAZE FREYA!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Well here we are folks, it's Blaze Freya taking on Lucky Linda – both ladies collar and elbow tie dead centre, it's Freya that wins the initial tussle and turns Linda into a hammerlock. Classic chain wrestling here as Lucky Linda then reverses into a side headlock takedown.

Andrew Fulton: Both pop back to their feet, and ahhh Blaze. Magnificent!

Jeremy Tucker: Damnit man, you're a professional! Lock up again, wrist lock by Blaze Freya.

[Syberus asks Linda if she wants to submit, she of course refuses. Linda reverses into a hammerlock then drives Blaze Freya face first into the turnbuckle.]

Jeremy Tucker: Linda comes off the ropes and drops Blaze Freya with a bulldog. Keeping the offence going here, La Fey with an Irish Leg Sweep.

[Freya's head bounces off the canvas and she holds the back of it, before Lucky Linda forces her down for a cover.]

Referee Syberus: 1... (Freya kicks out.)

Jeremy Tucker: La Fey stalks Blaze Freya here... just like you, Fulton.

Andrew Fulton: Ha, I wish!

Jeremy Tucker: Excuse me?

Andrew Fulton: Look out Blaze!!

Jeremy Tucker: Blaze ducks the clothesline and hits a pele kick!!

[Lucky Linda is downed, Freya waits for her to get back to her feet then goes for a roundhouse kick which Linda ducks.]

Jeremy Tucker: Linda goes for the superkick – caught by Freya! Freya spins La Fey around and drops her with a clothesline.

Andrew Fulton: Yes, yes wonderful!

Jeremy Tucker: Freya hooks up Linda La Fey with a vertical suplex!

[La Fey's back comes arching off the canvas.]

Referee Syberus: 1... (La Fey kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Blaze Freya looking determined now. She hooks Lucky Linda up for another suplex. Reversal by Linda as she slips off the shoulder- she clasps hold of Blaze Freya and snaps her over with an exploder suplex!!

[Linda La Fey pulls up Blaze Freya by the hair and whips her to the ropes. Hanging out an outstretched knee, Freya goes tumbling over and spills out of the ring to the outside.]

Andrew Fulton: Oh no! Someone do something!

Jeremy Tucker: La Fey going after Blaze Freya on the outside here, hitting another exploder suplex on the outside!!

[Freya's body slaps onto the mat on the outside of the ring. Linda pumps her first with the crowd. She grabs Freya and drags her back to her feet, but Freya comes back to life and shoves La Fey face first into the steel ring post.]

Jeremy Tucker: Syberus is telling both these gals to get back into the ring, he doesn't want a double count-out on his first watch.

[La Fey rolls over glassy eyed while Freya gets her bearings.

Referee Syberus: 1...

Jeremy Tucker: Well as the referee he really has no choice here. Freya with a drop toe hold sends La Fey face first into the barricade!

Referee Syberus: 2...

Andrew Fulton: On a serious note, with absolutely no bias intended, Blaze Freya is an amazing competitor and will easily win this match.

Jeremy Tucker: Your integrity as a sportscaster is what I admire most about you.

Andrew Fulton: Right?

Referee Syberus: 3...

[Blaze Freya slams La Fey's head into the apron. Now dazed, La Fey stumbles around a little. Freya hits a back suplex onto the mat again!]

Jeremy Tucker: Oh and another high impact suplex onto that Judo mat outside the ring, Lucky Linda is looking the worst for wear here.

Referee Syberus: 4...

Andrew Fulton: There could be a count out here, Blaze needs to pay attention to the count.

[Blaze drags Lucky Linda back to her feet who thumbs her in the eye. Lucky Linda then smashes Freya with a superkick!]

Referee Syberus: 5...

Jeremy Tucker: Blaze Freya out for the count! Lucky Linda has given herself some valuable breathing space here.

Referee Syberus: 6...

[Linda pulls Blaze Freya up to her feet, and rolls her back into the ring. Finally, Linda makes the cover.]

Referee Syberus: 1... 2... (Freya kicks out)

Jeremy Tucker: Linda waits for Blaze to get back to her feet. Side Effect!!

Referee Syberus: 1... 2... (Freya kicks out)

Andrew Fulton: Still nothing doing...

Jeremy Tucker: La Fey goes for another Side Effect – Blaze elbows her way out. Blaze Freya hits a Diamond Cutter!

Andrew Fulton: That's it! I knew it!

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like Blaze wants to finish this one now, she's going up top!

[Blaze Freya climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a moonsault.]

Jeremy Tucker: No!! Lucky Linda La Fey moves at the last second and Blaze Freya hits the empty canvas!!

[Lucky Linda uses the opportunity to nip up the turnbuckle.]

Jeremy Tucker: Look out – 450 SPLASH!!!

Referee Syberus: 1... 2... 3!!!

Jeremy Tucker: She did it!

Andrew Fulton: What? It can't be! This is what you get when you don't use a qualified referee!!

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the match... “LUCKY” LINDA LA FEY!!!

Blaze got up after Lucky Linda had left and angrily snatched a mic from the ring announcer, shouting to the entire S.W.A.T Universe: "This is complete and utter BULLSHIT! I'm done with these games, I don't take valuable time out of my life just to come here n' have a LOSING STREAK!

I want to win, dammit!

Lucky Linda sure was lucky tonight, lucky the ref wasn't an actual ref, lucky I missed the moonsault, lucky she was able to pin me even WITH a fast count! And management, ESPECIALLY management is lucky that I don't come back there n' start kicking the first ass I see! Instead...

Instead I demand another match, TWO, hell even THREE! I demand a shot at redeeming myself for these bogus losses because it's always something preventing me from winning in this company! It's always something getting in my way n' I'm tired of the questions, I'm tired of the wrestlers lookin' at me like I'm some jobber, I am NOT a jobber! I'm the baddest bitch in any women's division EVER n' I ain't going nowhere until I get some fair competition..."

Jeremy Tucker : Lucky Linda is heading back down the ramp way, she slides into the ring, and doesn’t look happy with Freya’s comments and gets up in her face.

Andrew Fulton : Get her Freya!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya knee’s Linda in the stomach, and then whips her to the ropes, goes for a clothesline but Linda ducks under it and hits the ropes again and eats a superkick from Freya.

Andrew Fulton : That’s more like it!

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze pulls Linda to her feet, but Linda catches her as she is trying to and wraps her up in a small package, Syberus, who was still in the ring drops down and counts ............ One ................. Two ...................... THREE!!! Linda just pinned her, AGAIN!

Andrew Fulton : What? What is this! What the hell is Syberus doing!

Jeremy Tucker : Syb? What is Blaze doing?

[Linda rolls out of the ring and Syb follows her out and raises her hand. ]

Andrew Fulton : This is a joke!

Jeremy Tucker : Freya stands still in the ring, and waves to the ramp way for another challenger.]

[We look up at the tron which shows the KGB locker room, and Pesci is sitting there watching a monitor, he looks around and yells over for Brewster.]

Pesci : Oi! Lynn! Get your ass down to the ring and shut her up!

[Lynn looks around confused.]

Pesci : MOVE IT!

[Lynn looks at the monitor and see’s Freya and shrugs, heading down the hallway shaking her head, the camera follows her thru the gorilla position and the curtains and she heads down to the ring, no music.]

Andrew Fulton : BREWSER Vs FREYA Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Lynn doesn’t look happy, and i don’t blame her, she has a big match coming up against Avery McCullen.

Andrew Fulton : Freya charges Lynn and goes for a Gore. The TORN!

Jeremy Tucker : No! Lynn gets her foot up and Freya runs right into it! She is trippin Fulton, and scrambling and making more and more mistakes, it’s like quick sand for her out there man.

Andrew Fulton : I need to get ove ...

Jeremy Tucker : You need to do your job and call the action.

Andrew Fulton : Freya gets to her feet and offers a handshake to Brewster.

Jeremy Tucker : Lynn is wary and watching Blaze closely, and Blaze has waited long enough, and pulls her hand back, and shoves it down her own panties, then, goes to slap Lynn, but Lynn catches her hand and with the other arm, Brewster wraps it around the throat of Blaze and choke slams her.

Andrew Fulton : This is getting out of hand Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Lynn goes for a cover ..... Syb with the count ............ One ........ Two ........ Blaze kicks out.

Andrew Fulton : YES!

Jeremy Tucker : Blaze chop blocks Lynns leg, then hoists her up for a power bomb, but Lynn rolls over her head and sunset flips Blaze over and grabs her tight by the Achilles for the cover ............. Syb drops for the count ......... One ............. Two ............. THREE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Damn it! Wish it was me pinning her like that though.

Jeremy Tucker : Creep. Lynn heads to the back, and look at this, Freya isn’t done.

Andrew Fulton : You got to give it to her Jerry! She has no quit in her.

Jeremy Tucker : She doesn’t know when to stop. Look, now she is getting in the face of Syb!

Andrew Fulton : She is telling him he doesn’t know how to officiate! Damn straight he doesn’t!

Jeremy Tucker : Oh My God! Syb just nailed her with the Pure Confidence!!!! (Impaler DDT with a single underhook on the outside arm) Syb covers and makes his OWN count! One ................... Two ........ THREE!!!!! That’s it! She is cooked!

Andrew Fulton : This is a conspiracy! Freya will get them, she will get them all Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Not tonight she won’t.

[Kilroy]

[The shot cuts to the back, in a hallway that conveniently has a SWAT banner set up for seemingly anyone to step in front of and start talking into a camera about whatever's on their mind. Like Kilroy Evans, who has done just that.

Kilroy Evans: Hang on.

[Kilroy turns and fiddles with the banner, causing another one to fall open in fornt of it. This one reads "SWAT Sez!" on it. He looks back to the camera with a sincere and warm smile.]

Kilroy Evans: Hey kids! It's been quite a night, hasn't it? There's been action, we've had some laughs, and we finally managed to assemble the legendary Style Tree!

[The camera pans over to see a Christmas tree covered entirely in Stylistics bow ties. So covered, in fact, it's near impossible to see any green from the tree itself. The camera pans back over to Kilroy who is now wearing KGB branded sunglasses.]

Kilroy Evans: Wow. So stylish, I had to put on some style-blockers so I wouldn't get overwhlemed.

[He takes the glasses off and a lens promptly falls out.]

Kilroy Evans: What a bunch of cheap junk. *tosses them away* Anywho gang, I need to get real and "rap" with you for a sec. We've had a lot of fun here at Battleground and that's cool. But you know what isn't cool? Selling out to the greedy and stupid forces trying to ruin our good and fun wrestling times.

[Kilroy grabs a chair and turns it around as he sits down. He also grabs a Jonnie Valentine hat and turns it backward as well to really connect with the youth. Cheesy production music wafts into the background from...somewhere.]

Kilroy Evans: Sure, it seems fun when the cool kids are doing it, but you really see it for what it is when you've got people like the KGB running around. People who try to convince you that Team Fairtex is worth paying attention to. Or who believe in a guy who thinks "timeless" is synonymous with being a clock so broken it's not even right TWICE a day.

[Kilroy crosses his arms and leans into the back of the chair with a sincere look in his eyes.]

Kilroy Evans: And that's NO good! But don't worry gang, because The Society Of The New Breed won't let injustices like that stand anymore! We're going into that ring tonight to remind people like the KGB that it is NOT okay to suck this bad on our watch! See, it's kind of like being a consumer watchdog for quality in SWAT, except we improve the quality by hurting terrible people until they go away.

[Kilroy stands back up and places the hat on the chair before sliding it out of shot.]

Kilroy Evans: Sorry to get so heavy on you guys, I know we're all just trying to have a good time. And you know how that good time turns into the best of times? By The Society Of The New Breed taking apart this section of the KGB with the precision and pinpoint accuracy you've come to expect from guys like us. We'll laugh, they'll cry, and who knows? We might even learn something along the way. So I'll let you get back to the action. I've got to go finish collecting things to throw to Psychotic Goth during the match, because we all need to see that magic happen again.

[Kilroy turns to leave but is stopped by Ronnie The Merch Guy.]

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Hey, I was taking inventory and something's off. You seen the last couple of boxes of bowties? I think I finally have a way to unload them and---

[Ronnie stops as he sees the Style Tree in all its glory. Kilroy remains unfazed.]

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Nice tree. Where'd you get the decorations?

Kilroy Evans: *sing-song* Found 'em.

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Well, think they can find their way back into their boxes? UNharmed?

Kilroy Evans: Without admitting to anything, I don't see why not. In fact, you can hold this credit card for collateral until they somehow wind up back in the car.

[Kilroy hands a card to Ronnie, who looks it over.]

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Uh-huh. Where'd you get this?

[Kilroy smiles.]

Kilroy Evans: *sing-song* Found that too.

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Right. Better hurry, you got a match comin' up. Also, what is that music and where's it coming from?

Kilroy Evans: Oh, sorry!

[Kilroy grabs a bluetooth speaker from out of shot and shuts it off. He looks at the camera.]

Kilroy Evans: Now you know. And knowing is a significant portion of the resources you require to engage in the skirmish of life!

[Kilroy gives a thumbs up to the camera and freezes mid-pose. The shot doesn't freeze, Kilroy is just trying to hold super-still, with mixed results. Ronnie looks bemused as he waves his hand in front of him.]

Ronnie The Merch Guy: Whatever, just get me those 'ties back, alright?

[Ronnie leaves as Kilroy desperately tries to maintain his stance. Mercifully, the shot cuts elsewhere.]

[edwarddubin0604]

(Team Fairtex is watching the monitor and Kilroy's latest promo shaking their heads and trying not to laugh at the sametime.)

Tong Fairtex: "Kilroy. Kilroy. You never change do you with the same silly tricks that even a dog would yawn and roll over to play dead just to avoid hearing them over and over again. You see Kilroy you think you're going to run with the cool kids just by putting on KGB shades and putting your chap shit cap on backwards."

Phantam Fairtex: "Now taking it from a model and don't be too offended but you appeal more to the old geezer demographic. You know them. They're the ones who feast on Geritol and Milk a Magnesia and jump up a couple of inches off the floor and scream 'I FEEL GREAT!' Either that or they're whining and crying 'IVE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!' How many times have you done that Kilroy along with the other elderly members of your group."

Tong Fairtex: "Probably lots of times and still nobody seems to be tired of that same old shit."

Phantam Fairtex: "Like all those pathetically laughable reboots and remakes being made and thrown out to movie and television audiences."

Tong Fairtex: "Great example brother. Oh and let me warn you about your pal 'The Not So Great' Syberus. That guy is so blind and clueless and so full of himself that he thinks he's the greatest referee guest SWAT referee since who knows. Yet he screwed Andrew Fulton's girlfriend, Blaze Freya, not once but twice in a row. First was against 'Lucky' Linda LaFey a good wrestler herself. Unfortunately her victory was tainted thanks to you Syberus with a fast three count."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah Linda your victory was very tainted compliments of Syberus. Then there the match with Lynn Brewster and once again Blaze was screwed over again. Okay not totally but you know what Syberus did to Blaze Freya."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah he screwed her three times by actually assaulting Blaze Freya as if he's such a tough guy. Yeah Syberus you really showed how much of a man he was by assaulting one of the most highly regarded Amazons SWAT ever had. I guess you're happy about that aren't you. I bet you have some great excuse to justify how much of a 110% jerk you really are."

Phantam Fairtex: "Then again he's always been a total 110% jerk and always showed it when he stepped into the ring."

Tong Fairtex: "Yet you know what Kilroy? We're glad you came back because there was a certain match years ago when Hardkore World still existed and I remembered that match you had with our Father. You remember him Kilroy. Yeah it was against our father The Shootfighter and I was watching that little gimmick match and got really pissed off when you pulled that stunt with that gimmicky box. You think I forgot didn't you."

Phantam Fairtex: "You never forgot that one and neither did I after you showed me that match. So we're getting some revenge and satisfaction against you and the other Society of the New Breed morons by joining the KGB. Oh and let's remind you about the fact that 'Timeless' Alex Turner
is the SWAT Hardcore Champion and none of you are."

Tong Fairtex: "Too much stuffing himself full of hotdogs and other fatty food. Oh and let's not forget that Team Fairtex."

Phantam Fairtex: "That's us Society of the Old Geezers."

Tong Fairtex: "Are the present SWAT World Tag Team Champions and we have no intention of letting go of these prestigious titles anytime soon.
Don't worry Kilroy when the match is over and the night is over we're going to embarrass you and those washed up idiots so badly. You'll be tearing up every cheap dive bar and grille eating up wings and hotdogs and drinking booze faster than King Kong can eat oversized bananas like the whole Society of the New Breeds."

Phantam Fairtex: "So in a matter of moments we plan on making sure that you hang your head in shame because we're going to make sure Soutter's beaming with pride when you get your asses handed to you with all the trimmings."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah and your merchandise will be worthless and not worth the cheap materials that they were made of. In fact, the buyer will be cancelling the orders and with it there goes your money and profits. Then you'll know that the KGB is THE true group in SWAT and Soutter is the true leader of both the action and SWAT and everyone else is below KGB's time and paygrade. You'll find out tonight that 'Timeless' Alex Turner and Team Fairtex are true excellence and everyone else is just ordinary. We're out of here. Come on brother."

Phantam Fairtex: "Right behind you brother.)

(They leave as the scene slowly fades to black.)

[SWAT Team]

(The show returns from commercials with Phantam Fairtex modelling the latest fashion line, Avery McCullen in a beer commerical, along with the latest movie releases before returning to the arena and fading to ringside where fans are holding signs saying "Daredevil is here!," "Big Boss Brewster!," "Canelli's scared of the Daredevil!," "Piss off Pesci!," "Avery the Avenger!," and "Brewster's the real Man!" before fading to the broadcast table where Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton who are wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back and this match has lots of intrigue since it involves Avery McCullen facing off against Joe Pesci's personal slave Lynn Brewster. I didn't even think Pesci wanted Lynn Brewster to wrestle again unless there was a secret and very sneaky motive."

Andrew Fulton: "Slaves do their master's bidding and what Joe Pesci wants is what Joe Pesci gets and what he orders is what he also gets. Avery was going around ranting and demanding a rematch with Joanne Canelli and Joe Pesci being the ultimate authority figure that he is in SWAT forced her take Lynn Brewster."

Jeremy Tucker: "You mean Joanne Canelli's scared to death about possibly facing off against Avery McCullen after that stunt Joanne tried to pull in the hospital when she tried to pull the life cord out of her husband's life support machine. Luckily Avery prevented what could have been a murder."

Andrew Tucker: "Please. Joanne was just checking up on Michael's condition and she didn't want to see SWAT subjected to a lawsuit. Hell if Michael died SWAT would have closed and if that happened we would have been on the unemployment line."

Jeremy Tucker: "Yeah I bet the call she made afterwards was one of concern. Getting back to this match Avery's been out for anyone's blood since the KGB brutally assaulted her husband Michael Maddox. Believe me Avery's out for blood and she'll go after anybody just to get revenge and spill blood until she gets revenge."

Andrew Fulton: "She's going to have to wait forever since it's not going to happen anytime soon. Lynn's not just going to lay down and play dead unless Joe Pesci orders it which in this case he won't since this is Avery McCullen we're talking about here. So be assured that's not going to happen."

Jeremy Tucker: "Knowing Joe Pesci he'll do anything claiming he was justified for what he did. He's hated Michael Maddox since the first time he appeared in SWAT and he never liked him when he became a KGB even when he used him to break up #Bar Code and he's hated Avery McCullen too. I wouldn't be surprised if Joe Pesci intends to eliminate anyone close to them including their family."

Andrew Fulton: "Come on Pesci knows best and he cares about SWAT. In fact he intends to put on a big shindig just to show he has a very generous heart and everyone on the roster is invited. How generous can Joe Pesci get if he does something like that."

Jeremy Tucker: "Right and he'll make sure that anyone he hates mysteriously disappears or is rubbed out. Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions for this interesting and intriguing match up."

Frank Salazar: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. She comes in at 5'8" and weighs 131lbs. Please welcome 'The Daredevil' Avery McCullen."

(The ringsiders roar as the houselights go down, as pink, and blue spotlights go over the crowd. The Rum Jacks-An Irish pub song 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 Avery had been during her adventuring days. It soon changes to some of her old matches and the chaos and destruction she had caused. As spotlight to rest at the back of the stage where Avery is standing head lowered. As the vocals start she raises her head and starts down the rampway. As she reaches the end of the rampway she sprints to the ring , and leaps onto the edge of the ring, and slips onto the ropes. She hops up onto the nearest ringpost and looks over the crowd before hopping down and removes the leather jacket she wears and waits for her opponent.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing her opponent from Frankfurt, Ky. She comes in at 6ft. and weighs in at 215lbs. Please welcome 'Wildcat' Lynn Brewster."

("Cat Scratch Fever" by Pantera plays and the ringsiders give 'Wildcat' Lynn Brewster a mixed but mostly cheering pop. She comes out with Dragonatrix and looks around soaking it in before she makes her way to ringside talking strategy. When she enters the ring she takes off her jacket and leans on the ropes continuing to look at the ringsiders still soaking in their reaction.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Things have become even more interesting with Dragonatrix coming out with Lynn Brewster."

Andrew Fulton: "She should still be unemployed collecting money until she gets a real job and does what women are supposed to be doing."

Jeremy Tucker: "Does that also imply to Blaze Freya."

Andrew Fulton: "Don't you dare mention that washed up Dragonatrix with a real woman like Blaze Freya."

Jeremy Tucker: "You brought it up. Anyway, Dragonatrix's last duty would have been warning Pesci about the Amazon roster boycotting SWAT over her firing and Lynn's loss. Unfortunately, Joe was arguing with someone about some business and he just turned around and saw Dragonatrix and rehired her without even thinking she was trying to plead with him to get her job back which she wasn't. So she saved SWAT a public relations nightmare for Pesci."

Andrew Fulton: "No surprise from a desperate woman."

Jeremy Tucker: "The bell rings and this match is underway. Lynn and Avery meet in the center of the ring and lock up. Lynn easily forces Avery into the ropes and the referee calls and receives a clean break."

Andrew Fulton: "They lock up again and Avery applies an arm bar and starts arm wringing it slowly. She continues to apply the armbar and Lynn counters by forcing Avery into the ropes and whips her into the ropes and runs through Avery with a shoulderblock."

Lynn Brewster: "I'M GOING TO RUN THROUGH YOU AND BEAT YOU AGAIN AND AGAIN!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery's slow to get up and as Lynn motions Avery to get up. Avery obliges and she chopblocks Lynn's bad leg and forces Lynn into a corner and Avery's being relentless with those stiff kicks."

Avery McCullen: "YOU'RE GOING TO BE THE ONE WHO SUFFERS FOR WHAT THE KGB DID TO MY HUSBAND!"

Andrew Fulton: "Come on Avery. Get over it and stop buying into all those alleged conspiracy theories about your husband allegedly being subjected to a hit job. Lynn counters with a series of stiff knees to Avery's mid-section stopping Avery's momentum. She shoves Avery off and stomps a mean and nasty looking mudhole into Avery's chest and mid-section."

Dragonatrix: "TAKE YOUR TIME AND STAY ON HER LYNN!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn's shaking out that bad leg and starts kicking Avery's mid-section with ruthless precision. She picks up Avery and bodyslams her with authority. She does it a second and a third time."

Andrew Fulton: "Lynn's determined to dominate Avery just like she did the last time they met and make sure Pesci's orders are carried out. Lynn drops a series of elbows to Avery's back."

Lynn Brewster: "AVERY NEEDS SOMETHING TO STICK IT TO HER!"

(Dragonatrix goes under the ring and she pulls out a Kendo stick.)

Dragonatrix: "HERE YOU GO LYNN! DON'T LET UP ON HER AND CONTINUE TO SHOW YOUR DOMINANCE OVER HER!"

Lynn Brewster: "DON'T WORRY I WILL!"

Andrew Fulton: "Looks like she has her own slave in Dragonatrix."

Jeremy Tucker: "You forgot that Dragonatrix and Lynn Brewster are good friends and she was Lynn's right hand right up to the end. Lynn takes the Kendo stick and she re enters the ring and she beats Avery's back with it. She whips Avery into the ropes and she misses with the Kendo stick and Avery rebounds off the ropes and dropkicks Lynn's bad leg forcing Lynn to stumble into the ropes."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery attempts to clothesline Lynn over the ropes and but she back bodydrops Avery over the ropes but Avery lands on the apron. She counters with a shoulderblock and sunset flips over the ropes back into the ring. She attempts to take Lynn over for a pin but Lynn counters by falling onto her for the pin.....One....Two....Kickout by Avery."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn continues to work on Avery's back with clubbing double axehandles. She's making sure Avery remains grounded and doesn't get any chance to mount any offense. Lynn whips Avery onto the ropes and she connects to the throat with that Kendo stick."

Andrew Fulton: "You have to give Lynn credit for her new found aggression which is what happens when she works for Joe Pesci."

Jeremy Tucker: "Then why don't you put on the tights and wrestle since you love Joe Pesci too."

Andrew Fulton: "I'm not that stupid."

Jeremy Tucker: "Why am I not surprised. Lynn calls to Dragonatrix who goes under the ring and finds a chair and tosses it into the ring to her. Lynn places Avery's head between the seat and delivers a series of curb stomps and Avery screams in pain. She takes the chair and she starts beating Avery in the head with it...."

(The ringsiders boo as both Joe Pesci and Don Joanne Canelli come to ringside.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Here comes trouble."

Andrew Fulton: "All she and Pesci are doing is sitting down and watching the action. Lynn jams the chair repeatedly into the throat of Avery and holds it down choking her."

Dragonatrix: "STAY ON HER LYNN! KEEP FOCUSED ON AVERY AND YOU'LL BEAT HER AGAIN!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Which just became harder since Joe Pesci and the Don came to ringside to watch. I don't even think Avery knows that they're out there but if she sees them all hells going to break loose."

Andrew Fulton: "Come on Jerry. All Joe and Joanne are doing are just sitting down and being polite compared to those morons in Philly who showed no respect the last show. Lynn now uses the chair to pound Avery's back and leg and tosses the chair aside."

Lynn Brewster: "DRAGONATRIX GET THE TABLE!"

Dragonatrix: "COMING UP!"

Jeremy Tucker: "These two seemed to have planned quite well. Dragonatrix finds the table and slides it into the ring. Lynn picks it up and sets it up into a corner. She whips Avery into that table and charges in but Avery dodges out of the way and Lynn crashes into the table. Avery seems to have noticed their presence at ringside."

Avery McCullen: "I KNOW YOU'RE WATCHING THIS JOANNE AND THISIS GOING TO BE YOU WHEN I GET MTY HANDS ON YOU AND KILL YOU!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Yeah she saw them and she's real angry now. Avery leaves the ring and she looks under the ring and finds a heavy steel chain. She attempts to go after them but Dragonatrix blocks her way."

Dragonatrix: "FORGET THEM! JUST CONCENTRATE ON THE MATCH! CONCENTRATE ON THE DAMNED MATCH!"

Joanne Canelli: "COME ON BITCH! GET YOURSELF DQ'D BITCH! I DARE YOU!"

Avery McCullen: "Gladly."

Dragonatrix: "GET BACK INTO THE RING!"

(Avery gives Dragonatrix an ugly look.)

Avery McCullen: "STAY OUT OF MY WAY OR YOU'RE NEXT!"

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't think Dragonatrix took too kindly to that threat. She returns to the ring and continues to work on Lynn as Dragonatrix seems to be confronting both Pesci and Canelli."

Dragonatrix: "JOE GET BOTH YOURSELF AND JOANNE OUT OF HERE SINCE YOU JUST MOTIVATED HER TO MAYBE WIN THIS MATCH AND DEMAND A REMATCH WHICH MAY OR MAY NOT BE GRANTED! DO YOU WANT THAT SIR! DO YOU WANT THAT POSSIBILITY TO OCCUR!"

Joanne Canelli: "YOU WANT TO BE FIRED AGAIN!"

Dragonatrix: "YOU BOTH KNOW I'M RIGHT!"

Joe Pesci: "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TOOO!"

Andrew Fulton: "Chaos outside the ring. . Avery continues to whip Lynn with the chain and she wraps it around her head, face and throat and she pulls back and starts choking and torturing Lynn screaming like a banshee."

Dragonatrix: "COME ON LYNN! YOU CAN BEAT HER!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery's threatening Dragonatrix which is foolish and irrational. She leaves the ring and looks under the apron and finds some chicken wire and looks at Dragonatrix as she gives her a double Stone Cold Salute."

Andrew Fulton: "I don't think Dragonatrix is going to hold it in when it comes to Avery's vindictive attitude. Lynn takes advantage of the distraction and baseball slides Avery into the security guard railing"

Jeremy Tucker: "Exactly what Dragonatrix was warning about. Avery lost focus as usual and Lynn capitalized on it. Lynn grabs the chicken wire and throws it into the ring and then looks under the ring and fines a pane of glass and throws it into the ring."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh this is going to be real bad for Avery."

Jeremy Tucker: "Definitely. Lynn sets up the pane of glass in the corner and wraps the chicken wire around it as Avery barely returns to the ring. Lynn opens up a can of whoop ass and picks her up and whips her face first into the pane of glass and chicken wire. I think they both got busted open."

Andrew Fulton: "Don't worry for Lynn it's a normal occurrence. Lynn signals Dragonatrix to give her a baseball bat and Dragonatrix finds one under the ring and tosses it to Lynn who catches it perfectly as if that's a normal occurrence too. Lynn takes a few swings and she hits a grand slam home run right to Avery's mid-section."

Lynn Brewster: "HOW'S IT FEEL TO HAVE ALL THAT HOT AIR KNOCKED RIGHT OUT OF YOU AND OUT OF THE BALL PARK!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn continues to use the remains of the pane of glass to smash and carve Avery's head and face up. She finds the steel chain and wraps it around Avery's face, head and throat."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery's in intense pain and agony as Lynn pulls back tightening her grip and she's roaring in rage increasing the pressure on Avery's back by placing her knee into her back and Avery's bleeding real badly."

Jeremy Tucker: "You can bet that Lynn's not even close to being through with Avery. She wants to do to Avery McCullen what she did to Delilah Strain a few years ago when she destroyed her for the General Manager's position. Believe me that was not just violent. That wasn't just a bloodbath. It was a complete and utter massacre and then some which began Lynn's era of SWAT Amazons management."

Andrew Fulton: "In this case she's not vying for the General Manager's position. Lynn delivers a series of violent kicks to Avery's back and head. She whips Avery onto the ropes and she Bubbaslams Avery and makes the cover....Obe.....Two.....Avery gets a shoulder up."

Dragonatrix: "STAY ON TOP OF HER!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn does that as she mounts and grounds and pounds Avery relentlessly. Dragonatrix continues to urge and encourage Lynn on she responds by choking Avery relentlessly and without mercy."

Andrew Fulton: "Lynn cinches in a rear chin lock and continues to grind it in without mercy. Avery slowly gets to her feet and delivers a series of desperate elbows followed by an equally desperate belly to back suplex and both women are down."

Dragonatrix: "COME ON LYNN! COME ON YOU CAN DO IT! COME ON YOU CAN BEAT AVERY! JUST ROLL OVER AND COVER HER!"

Jeremy Tucker: "Dragonatrix has the right idea as both women are slowly stirring. Lynn rolls over and she covers Avery and double underhooks the leg.....One.....Two.....No! Avery gets an arm up."

Andrew Tucker: "How did she survive that wreck. Look at Joe and Canelli shaking their heads at Dragonatrix’s cheerleading."

Jeremy Tucker: "She is a supporter of Lynn’s and won’t be bullied by them Bandits or anyone else.."

Andrew Fulton: " Lynn whips Avery into the ropes and misses with a big boot and Avery bounds off the ropes and delivers a Phenomenal Forearm. She makes the cover.....One.....Two.....No! Lynn's foot is on the ropes."

Avery McCullen: "THAT WAS A LEGITIMATE THREE COUNT YOU BLIND PIECE OF SHIT!"

Referee: "LYNN'S FOOT WAS ON THE ROPES AND THAT'S FINAL!"

Avery McCullen: "DAMNIT DRAGONATRIX PUT HER FOOT ON THE ROPES! I'LL FUCKING KICK HER ANCIENT ASS IF I SEE HER ANYWHERE NEAR ME!"

Andrew Fulton: "There she goes ranting and raving and threatening someone who didn't do anything to wrong her."

Jeremy Tucker: "I have to agree with you and disagree with Avery since Dragonatrix was on the far side of the ring. Avery glares at Dragonatrix who doesn't react which could be dangerous knowing her reputation for not taking anything from anyone. Avery goes to the top rope bad leg and back and all. She flies off and does a Macho Man style elbow drop to Lynn's chest and makes the cover....One....Two.....Th....No! Lynn gets a shoulder up."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery was close but not close enough. Avery curb stomps Lynn head repeatedly and starts choking her while screaming like a banshee and threatening Dragonatrix along with Joanne Canelli and Joe Pesci."

Avery McCullen: "THIS IS GOING TO BE YOU JOEY BOY! THIS IS FOR YOU DRAGONATRIX AND THIS IS ESPECIALLY FOR YOU TOO CANOLI BITCH!"

Andrew Fulton: "Okay Avery's just went psycho like Tabitha and Psychotic Goth only worse. Avery continues to choke Lynn and still screams like a banshee as the referee continues to count and she finally breaks at the last second. She attempts a suplex but Lynn's weight and Lynn's bad leg and back prevents her from doing so."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn counters with a hanging suplex and turns it into a brainbuster. She makes the cover....One....Two....Thr.....No! Avery survives and Lynn's expression is showing frustration."

Dragonatrix: "DON'T LOSE YOUR COOL OR FOCUS OR SHE'LL WIN!"

Andrew Fulton: "This coaching of Dragonatrix keeping Lynn focused and cool tempered as well as helping to motivate her makes me sick. Lynn picks up Avery and grips her by the throat and she chokeslams Avery. She keeps a grip on her throat and picks her up only to chokeslam her again before making the cover....One....Two....Th....No! Avery gets an arm up."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn's expression says everything as Dragonatrix urges her to remain calm, cool and collected. She whips Avery into the ropes and spinebusters Avery with authority. This could be it....One....Two....Thr....No! Avery arches up bad back and all."

Andrew Fulton: "I thought that was it."

Jeremy Tucker: "Hell, so did I."

Andrew Fulton: "Just goes to show that Avery has more guts than brains while Old Man Syberus had none when it came to being a referee. He screwed my girl Blaze Freya out of a victory. I hope the KGB shows him a thing or two about being a real referee."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn picks her up for a powerbomb but Avery counters with a Frankensteiner. She dropkicks Lynn who stumbles into the ropes as Avery bounds into the ropes and executes a 619 and makes a cover.....One....Two.....Thre....No! Lynn gets an arm up."

Andrew Fulton: "Avery almost got her revenge. She waits for Lynn to get up and bounds into the ropes for a flying shoulderblock and Lynn just falls to one knee. Avery's psyching herself up and is really screaming like a banshee in a straightjacket as Lynn gets back to her feet. She bounds into the ropes again and hurricanrana's Lynn."

Jeremy Tucker: "Avery attempts another hurricanrana but Lynn counters with a sit down powerbomb. She whips Avery into the ropes and powerslams Avery."

Dragonatrix: "Finish her Lynn! Finish her now!"

Andrew Fulton: "That's right finish her."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn seems to agree too. She picks up Avery and she removes the turnbuckle padding before picking up Avery and snakes eyes her into that exposed turnbuckle before executing a Catatonic. Lynn roars and psyches herself up and she picks up Avery and does it a second time and delivers another Catatonic. The expression on Lynn's face tells the whole story as she executes a third snake eyes and a third Cataonic before making the cover....One....Two....Three."

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 18minutes and 12seconds Wildcat Lynn Brewster."

Jeremy Tucker: "Lynn Brewster wins and makes it two straight against Avery McCullen and she might have put Avery into the ICU next to her husband. I think Joe Pesci and Joanne Cannelli were satisfied and Dragonatrix earned her job back by keeping Lynn focused on her opponent. The way Dtagonatrix is holding the ropes and helping an exhausted Lynn out of the ring. They may have planned this together to take out Avery. They talk and high five as if it was a job well done."

Andrew Fulton: "Joanne Cannelli and Joe Pesci are definitely smiling from ear to ear since they have to put their plan on hold for now. Let's hope Dragonatrix is watching her back since Avery's going to be on the warpath and will attack anyone including her."

Jeremy Tucker: "Which did happen once early in SWAT Amazons which brought her out of retirement briefly to deal with her attacker and she did with a vengeance. Believe me Dragonatrix isn't one to be fooled with but she vowed to stay retired after that brief return. The most important thing is Dragonatrix kept her word to Lynn and never interfered and let Lynn win the match herself despite what Avery thinks. However, right now we have to take a break and we'll be back with more great SWAT action after these important words from our sponsors."

(They fade to commercials.)

[Jonnie Valentine]

["My Heart Beats With People" by Jonnie Valentine plays over the loud speaker and Jonnie walks out with an electric guitar] 


Jeremy Tucker: Fans we're in for a treat! Jonnie Valentine is going to debut his new song for us, that he wrote and recorded, in the World famous Sun Studios, right here in Memphis! 


Andrew Fulton: The legendary studio has had recording artists such Ringo Starr, John Fred and His Playboy Band, and most notably, my favorite song, Ray Stevens famous recording "Ahab the Arab"!  


Jeremy Tucker: What about Elvis?


Andrew Fulton: Ugh, what about him? 


Jeremy Tucker: He's coming this way! 


[Jonnie slaps some fans' hands on his way to the announce table, and several girls hug him around the neck] 


"The God of Merch" Jonnie Valentine: Hi there, Mr. Tucker. Mr. Fulton. 


Andrew Fulton: John.


Jonnie Valentine: I brought you a real nice present, Mr. Tucker. 


[Jonnie produces a bow tie from his pocket]


Jeremy Tucker: HOLY SHIT, GIVE ME THAT!! 


[Jeremy snatches the bowtie out of Jonnie's hands]


Jonnie Valentine: Ow. You're stronger than you look. I got one for you too, Mr. Fulton.


[Jonnie hands Andrew Fulton a bow tie. Andrew Fulton just drops it next to him on the ground. The Fedex Forum Arena rocks with boos]


Andrew Fulton: (to crowd) I welcome your hatred. 


Jeremy Tucker: Dick move. 


Jonnie Valentine: It's OK, Mr. Tucker. Mr. Fulton is one of the people. And what is one people, Mr Tucker? 


Jeremy Tucker: I don't...


Jonnie Valentine: It's a person. And Mr. Fulton is a person I hope to win over with my song tonight. 


[Jonnie Valentine rolls into the ring with his electric guitar and the lights dim. Jonnie waits pensively and then plays the first chord of "My Heart Beats With People" as a lone spotlight hits him]


Jeremy Tucker: Oh my god, I already love this song! 


Jonnie Valentine: (singing) 


My heart...it beats with America
It beats...from every hand shake I get
It pumps...it pumps with bow ties
it pumps...with the best craftsmanship you can bet


Ooooh, it bleeds...bleeds for every one in the crowd
My heart bleeds...more than basic cable is allowed

(chorus)
Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right!
The crowd is my church! And the ring is my steeple! 

Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right! The crowd is my church! And the ring is my steeple! 

Andrew Fulton: I don't think he's playing that guitar. His fingers aren't even moving.



Jeremy Tucker: I hope this song goes on forever! 


Jonnie Valentine: (singing)   

Ohhh, my heart...it beats with justice
It beats with wrong and right
It pumps...for everyone
Who came to see me fight
My heart bleeds...it bleeds for each and every one of you
Oh yeah, it bleeds...because you're the reason I do this job! 

(chorus)

Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right!
The crowd is my church! 
And the ring is my steeple! 

Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right!
The crowd is my church! 
And the ring is my steeple! 

Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right!
The crowd is my church! 
And the ring is my steeple! 

Because, my heart!  My heart beats with people! 
Oh yeah that's right!
The crowd is my church! 
And the ring is my steeple! 

My veins are filled with people!!!

[Jonnie hits the last chord and drops to his knees in exhaustion. The Fedex Forum Arena roars with applause, and the crowd lights up with cell phone lights. Ronnie the Merch Guy comes into the ring to check on Jonnie who's still passed out]


Jeremy Tucker: Jonnie gave his all with that performance, and has given every ounce of energy to these great fans here in Memphis. 


Andrew Fulton: He has a TLC match tonight, was that very wise? 


Jeremy Tucker: Anything for the fans! What a great song.


Andrew Fulton: That last part didn't even rhyme.


Jeremy Tucker: (points at his face) You don't understand art, Fulton! And you never have! 


Andrew Fulton: It would have been easy, just change the lyric to "that's why I do what I do". I don't get it. 


Jeremy Tucker: You don't get it, you don't get anything. That's why you flunked out of college. That's why you never entered any of your creative writing pieces into that local contest. 


Andrew Fulton: Is this because I dropped the bow tie.


Jeremy Tucker: Yes! 


[Ronnie the Merch Guy carries an unconcious Jonnie like a baby to the locker room while the Fedex Forum Arena chants 'JON-NIE!! JON-NIE!! JON-NIE!!"]


Andrew Fulton: Wether it was the GHB in the locker room earlier or that rousing performance, Jonnie is out like a light. More action coming up!

[SWAT Team]

Jeremy Tucker: Up next we have a ladies tag team match which should be rather interesting, the champs on one side and the top contenders on the other side. One has to wonder if these ladies will get along.

Andrew Fulton: Well you put a bunch of ladies in a room well in this case a ring it could be a recipe for disaster. You know how ladies like to gossip.

Jeremy Tucker: I do not believe these ladies are not going to gossip, these ladies are worried about beating the hell out of each other.

Andrew Fulton: My sources tell me all of these ladies like to gossip.

Jeremy Tucker: You have sources. That would be news to me.

Andrew Fulton: Yes I do. I bet you do not have sources. Your source is the janitor in each arena we go to, right.

[Chhulhu by Gunship blares out as "Zolothach" Tabitha Osbourne steps out from behind the curtain as she slowly looks into the crowd with an intense look in her eyes. She takes off her hood as she makes her way down toward the ring.]

Jeremy Tucker: This young lady just gives me the creeps.

Andrew Fulton: That is your type.

Frank Salazar: From Sin Island here is " Zolothach" Tabitha Osbourne. And her tag team partner... Hails from Savannah, Georgia and weighs in at 165 pounds here is Marie Caedes.

[Amen it's Saturday Night by Panic at the Disco blares out as Marie steps out from behind the curtain as she makes her way down to the ring. ]

Jeremy Tucker: This is your type right there Andrew.

Andrew Fulton: She is all right. I bet she could kick your ass Jerry.

Frank Salazar: And their opponents first from the Jersey Shore and weighing in at 135 pounds here is Joanne Canelli.

[Courtesy Call by Thousand Foot Krutch blares out as Joanne comes from behind the curtain as she makes a beeline right toward the ring. ]

Jeremy Tucker: I believe she could kick your ass there Andrew. I bet you would want no part of her.

Frank Salazar: And her partner weighing in at 135 pounds from New Orleans, Louisiana here is Suzi Spitz.

[COD by AC/DC blares out as Suzi comes out from behind the curtain, as the crowd goes completely nuts, as she pushes back the curtain as she looks out into the crowd and takes in the cheers as she makes her way down to the ring.]

Jeremy Tucker: This young lady has been on a roll since her arrival.

Andrew Fulton: This is my type of woman right here.

Jeremy Tucker: She would never give you the time of day and you know it. So keep on dreaming there.

Ding...

Jeremy Tucker: It appears that Tabitha and Joanne will start out for their teams.

Andrew Fulton: As the two are about to lock up, Tabitha connects with a quick leg sweep, she quickly drops an elbow to Joannes chest.

1

Jeremy Tucker: Quick one count. Joanne bounces to her feet but quickly get knocked back down with a jumping side kick right to the head. Tabitha takes her shoe laces and rakes them right in Joanne eyes. She quickly grabs the arm of Joanne and drops down with a bridging armband.

Andrew Fulton.. Tabitha has come out firing.


Jeremy Tucker: Joanne rolls out of the armbar as she gets Tabitha into a pinning position.

1

Andrew Fulton: Tabitha let's go off the hold. Joanne jumps to her feet but she gets caught with a running thrust kick right to Joannes head. Tabitha jumps onto the second rope as Joanne gets to her feet she comes off the ropes as she connects with a cross body block, but Joanne rolls right through it as she pulls her hair and spins her around and slaps her right in Tabithas face and then punches hr right in the gut and then rolls right into a elbow right into the face.

Jeremy Tucker: Tabitha is certainly stunned, another kick in the gut and she quickly hits a snap ddt. Joanne going for the cover.

1 .....................

2 ......................

Andrew Fulton: Tabitha kicks out. Joanne jumps onto Tabitha and throws a series of rights and lefts to her head. She walks over and makes the tag to Suzi. She pulls Tabitha to her feet and knocks her back down with a short arm clothesline. She is holding onto her left arm as she pulls her to feet and Suzi picks her up and connects with a release German suplex. Suzi goes over to Tabitha and she pulls her back to her feet and connects with a standing dropkick which sends Tabitha into a corner. Tabitha comes out as Suzi connects with an exploder suplex.


Jeremy Tucker: She is going in for the cover.

1 ....................

2 ...................


Jeremy Tucker: Tabitha kicks out. Suzi walks over to Tabitha but she catches her with a kick right into her ear. Tabitha rolls over to her corner and makes a tag to Marie. Marie comes into the ring and catches Suzi with an enzuiguri right into the back of her head. Suzi drops to one knee. Marie races into the ropes and comes off and connects with a flying shoulder tackle. She races into a near corner and jumps up and connects with a split legged moonsault.

1 ..................

2 ..................


Andrew Fulton: Suzi kicks out. Marie pulls Suzi to her feet as she grabs her by her head as she is about to connect with a bulldog but cuts her off and she quickly connects with a hangman like neck breaker. She rolls to her corner and makes the tag to Joanne.

Jeremy Tucker: Joanne pulls Marie to her feet and hit a head butt that sends Marie staggering across the ring. Joanne then hits a double thrust right to Maries throat. Marie is bent over as Joanne hits a knee right to her head. Marie falls into the corner as Joanne walks right over to the corner as she begins to do a mud hole stomp.

Andrew Fulton: Joanne backs up for a second as connects with a sliding dropkick. Joanne pulls Marie to her feet as she whips Marie into a far corner. She rushes in but Marie comes firing out and connects with a hard clothesline that flips Joanne in the air. She staggers over and makes a tag to Tabitha. Tabitha stalks Joanne as she gets to her feet Tabitha hits an axe kick. She goes in for the cover.

1 ................

2 ....................


Jeremy Tucker: She kicks out. She slaps on a full Nelson and then pulls her off the mat and drops her back down with a full Nelson slam. Another cover.

1 ...............

2 .................


Andrew Fulton: She kicks out.

Andrew Fulton: Joanne is pulling Marie off the mat, but Marie connects with a hard elbow right smack in Joannes face. Marie kicks Joanne hard right in her left knee as she races behind her and connects with a reverse ddt. Marie begins to put the boots to Joannes head. She pulls her up by her hair and tosses her right to the floor.

Jeremy Tucker: Tabitha has droped down and she picks up Joanne and connects with a hard spine buster up against the steel post. Tabitha jumps back up on the ring apron.

Andrew Fulton: That is what is called teamwork.

Jeremy Tucker: Marie drops to the floor as she rolls Joanne back into the ring. Marie slaps on a half crab.

Andrew Fulton: it appears they might have strategy to work on Joanne back here. Joanne is in pain. She is trying her best to reach the ropes, but Marie pulls her back toward the center of the ring. Joanne is trying to bridge out of this.

Jeremy Tucker: She makes a tag to Tabitha. She pulls Joanne to her feet and catches her with a gut buster. Tabitha rolls to the outside as she Springs up and over the ropes and connects with a leg drop. She goes for the cover.

1 .................

2 ................


Andrew Fulton: She just kicks out. She rolls toward Joanne as she slaps on a bow and arrow like move. She is pulling back with all of her might, but decides to drop her to the mat. She pulls Joanne to the mat and connects with a quick jawbreaker as she drops back to the mat. Tabitha pulls her back to her feet, as she places her up on the top ropes. She goes up with her, as she is trying her best to connect with a superplex but Joanne is fighting off with a series of rights and lefts.

Jeremy Tucker: Tabitha losses her balance as she drops chest first on the top ropes and falls right into the ring. She comes flying off and connects with an elbow drop. The crowd is getting behind her trying to encourage her to make a tag. She inches close to the corner, but Marie comes into the ring and hits a knee to the side of her head.

Andrew Fulton: Suzi jumps into the ring as the ref is trying to get her out. Marie drags Tabitha over to the corner as the ref spots her making the tag. Marie comes into the ring. She pulls Joanne to her feet and jumps up in the air and comes right back down with a hurricanrana as Joanne is dropped on her head. She hooks the leg for the cover.

1 ................

2 ................


Jeremy Tucker: Joanne somehow is able to kick out. Marie races to the outside as she climbs onto the top ropes, as she gives the crowd a quick look but misses with a diving headbutt.

Andrew Fulton: This is the chance to make that tag. She is inching over to the corner, but Tabitha gets into the ring but it is too late as Joanne is able to make the tag. Suzi comes flying into the ring as she drops Tabitha with a hard clothesline. She turns around as Marie is to her feet and lays in several knife edge chops right to her chest and more of the same for Tabitha. She grabs Tabitha and hits an over the head suplex as she rolls to the floor.

Jeremy Tucker: Marie tries to swing but she misses as Suzi connects with a release German suplex. She races over and pulls her to Marie feet as she quickly connects with a double undertook powerboat as she goes for the cover.

1 .......................

2 ........................


Andrew Fulton: She kicks out. Suzi quickly whips her into the ropes as she hits a snap like powerslam. She stalks Marie as she is getting to her feet but Tabitha gets into the ring ad she spins her around and connects with a twist of fate. Joanne comes flying into the ring and connects with a spear as they both go flying through the ropes.

Jeremy Tucker : This could be Maries moment here. Marie stalks her as it appears she might be trying to slap on Money talks as she goes in, Suzi rolls out of the way as Marie goes in, but Suzi kicks her right in her left knee as she quickly picks her up and connects with a running powerbomb. She goes for the cover.

1 .....................

2 ......................


Andrew Fulton: She kicks out. Suzi pulls her back to her feet but in the meantime, Joanne picks up Tabitha as she drops her face first onto the steel steps.

Jeremy Tucker: Back in the ring the ref is watching the action on the floor as Suzi pulls Marie to her feet as she catches her with a low blow. Marie whips Suzi into the ropes, as she tries for a hurricanrana, but Suzi blocks it and connects with a hard powerbomb and slaps on the sharpshooter.

Andrew Fulton: The Bitchmaker, Marie is trying to hold on, but her partner is out on the floor. Marie taps out.


Frank Salazar: The winners of the match Suzi Spitz and Joanne Canelli.

Jeremy Tucker: A great match, a hard fought effort by these ladies.

[tuxbang]

[Cell phone video starts with Tuxedo Mask filming himself. It's got Tuxbang stamped on the bottom]

Tuxedo Mask: What's up, YouTubers? It's ya boy, Tuxedo Mask with another great life hack. I eat shrimp all day. Who doesn't, am I right? In fact, my landlady says it smells like seal lives here!



Tuxedo Mask: Which is also a great hack for your pet seal that we all got last week. Isn't that right, Mako? So anyway, the speed bump to enjoying delicious shrimp any time is the shells. Cheeseburgers don't have shells. It takes forever, and at the end you just end up Postmating some Domino's. So what I like to do, is poke a fork prong, right in the top of the shell here and...

[Door bell rings]

Tuxedo Mask: Mako! Regresate a la tina! Vámonos!

[The seal dutifully flops back into the bathroom. Tux nervously kicks some giant circus balls into the closet. As he turns to answer the door, he is tripped by Amy's horns that she honks for shrimp. The door bell rings again]

Tuxedo Mask: (dusting himself off) I said I'm coming!

[Tux gets to the door and tries to disguise his voice]

Tuxedo Mask: (high pitched female voice) Who is it?

"The God Of Merch" Jonnie Valentine: It's Jonnie.

[Tux drops the act and opens the door. Jonnie Valentine and Kilroy Evans are standing outside]

Tuxedo Mask: Oh, I thought it was my landlady.

Jonnie Valentine: Why did you do a girl's voice?

Tuxedo Mask: So she would tell people I had ladies here. That kind of info gets around.

Jonnie Valentine: Can we come in?

Tuxedo Mask: (sighs) Sure.

Kilroy Evans: (sniffs) You live near a cat food factory?

Tuxedo Mask: (back to his YouTube channel) Hey folks, we got two very exclusive guests. Mr Hammerlock Jonnie Valentine and Kilroy!

Jonnie Valentine: I'm The God Of Merch now.

Tuxedo Mask; Meh.

Kilroy Evans: Who's in your phone?

Tuxedo Mask: Oh, you gotta see this! (shows Kilroy) I explain to people how to best eat a warmed up teriyaki bowl and then the internet sends me money...

[Jonnie's scream interrupts them. A frightened seal runs out of the bathroom, as Jonnie waddles out with his pants around his ankles]

Jonnie Valentine: Why is there a seal in here?!

Tux: I am watching her for a friend!! (consoling seal) Mako, estas bien? ¿Te asustó? No te preocupes por ese hombre desagradable sin pantalones...

[Mako, are you OK? Did he scare you? Don't worry about that nasty man with no pants...]

Kilroy Evans: You named her Mako?

Tuxedo Mask: No...I, what are you guys doing here?

Kilroy Evans: We bumped into your neighbor Chuck from 109 out in the hallway. He said you're quite a guy, and that's just the type of guy we're looking for. You want the full story or do you want to just sign a contract and get going?

Tuxedo Mask: I kinda want the full story.

Kilroy Evans: Well too bad, we don't have that sort of time, and by that I mean I don't really feel like it. Drove by a Little Caeser's on the way here and they had one of those dudes doing tricks with the cardboard sign, and it really got me thinking about eating pizza and also how much I hate those guys with the signs. Anyway, Jonnie's hiding out from the IRS and we need a third.

[Mako the seal is following Jonnie around in the background. Jonnie keeps backing away, perplexed.]

Tuxedo Mask: I retired awhile ago, and I got suckered back into the biz last time by that same guy. Lies! Slander! Blackmail and there was probably a charge for forging checks too, but I don't owe Valentine any favors and I don't want to get in the way of your pizza. Nah brah, I'm out.

[Mako the seal corners Jonnie and bites his pants off]

Jonnie Valentine: What the fuck is this, what's happening!?

Mako the seal: Arf arf arf!

[The wrath of judgment from all you've wrong flows through me! Prepare for vengeance, foul man!]

[Tux looks on casually, thinking more about his conversation with Kilroy, but slowly realizes he's still livestreaming the whole scene.]

Tuxedo Mask: Oh shit, that's nudity! No... DAMN IT.... GOD DAMMIT. I'm gonna get demonetized. I can't lose my internet dollars, do you know how expensive seals are? Particularly this one, she only eats the high priced stuff. I didn't even know Fancy Feast had a line of salmon.

[Tux is frustrated. Meanwhile, Mako the seal begins flap-slapping Jonnie with her fins.]

Jonnie Valentine: I'm kinda into it now. C'mon Tux, do it for old time's sake. We need your skills to pay my bills, and if that doesn't motivate you, I'm happy to call the DNR to inquire about housing certain species in apartments.

Tuxedo Mask: Seriously, you're extorting me through Mako, mi amor? Also, how has my life gotten to the point where I can be extorted through a seal? Fine, I'll do one spot. No more.

Jonnie Valentine: You'll do a variety of things, but mainly focus on manning the booth for tshirts. I also have one of those mobile packs that you see at ball games. Kilroy has his own backscratcher!

Kilroy Evans: Backscratcheeeerrrrr!

Mako the Seal: Arf arf!

Jonnie Valentine: I'll cut you in on it, don't worry. I'm good for it, especially if you like cocaine.

Tuxedo Mask: What!?

Jonnie Valentine: Ok so we'll shoot you the deets. See you at the gym!

Tuxedo Mask: Why does this keep happening, Mako?

[Mako the seal shrugs. The camera zooms in on Mako, who winks, and the scene fades.]

[SWAT Team]

[Peel their caps back hits and the KGB make their way to the ring. Timeless is accompanied by the hottest of the hot, Roxylishus, she has his Hardcore title over her shoulder and he has an unbuttoned KGB style baseball Guernsey on, and looks incredible. Tong and Phantam Fairtex are with them, their tag titles around their waists, and they are beaming with pride. They taunt the fans and Roxy wretches when one gets to close then they enter the ring and Timeless grabs a mic.]

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

Crowd : I’m Sexy and I know it!

Timeless : No! You’re not! (points to himself with his thumb) I AM!

Jeremy Tucker : The KGB looking focused Fulton, I still can’t believe that Team Fairtex joined them last show.

Andrew Fulton : Believe it Jerry! Look at all that gold! The Bandits run this place.

Jeremy Tucker : They do, for now, but with the reformation of The Society, i got to say, their days are numbered.

[‘My Heart Beats With People’ hits and the Society of the New Breed make their way to the ring apron, first comes “The God of Merch” Jonnie Valentine. He is flanked on either side by The Great Syberus and Kilroy Evans. They stare down the KGB in the ring, then high five the fans on the way to the ring. Jeremy Tucker singing along with the song.]

Andrew Fulton : You know this tripe Jerry?

Jeremy Tucker : Know it? I love it! It’s a Valentine original.

Andrew Fulton : He wrote his own theme?

Jeremy Tucker : Wrote it ? He also sings it! What a voice.

Andrew Fulton : You’ve lost it man.

Jeremy Tucker : Referee Psychotic Goth calls for the bell, and this six man TLC match up is underway!

Andrew Fulton : Got to love you some TLC action. Team Fairtex run together at Syb with a double clothesline and he ducks and Kilroy clobbers Tong with a right and then Phantom with a left, Syb with a drop kick to the knee of Phantam and Jonnie and Timeless come face to face. Timeless towers over him Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie has beaten bigger and stronger.

Andrew Fulton : There is no stronger! Or better. They lock up and Timeless powers Jonnie into the corner, clean break, what a gesture by Timeless. He smiles at Jonnie, knowing just from that one tie up he has him, and Jonnie smiles back and then chops the chest of Timeless.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless fires back with a European uppercut. Chop by Jonnie, Uppercut by Timeless, chop by Jonnie, uppercut by Timeless.

Andrew Fulton : Two of the best here trading blows ... Syberus with a running knee to the back of Timeless sends him into Jonnie and Jonnie sends him sailing out of the ring with an overhead release belly to belly suplex throw.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless smashes to the floor. Phantam and Tong double team Kilroy and deliver a double stun gun onto the top rope.

Andrew Fulton : Syberus grabs Phantam and hits a bulldog.

Jeremy Tucker : Jonnie with a single arm spike DDT on Tong. The Society have the advantage early here. Phantam with a huge spear on Valentine! Massive move!

Andrew Fulton : Syb grabs Phantam, and wham, Tong with a Super kick to Syb!

Jeremy Tucker : Team Fairtex looking great! They high five, and Kilroy comes up behind them and clunks both their heads together with a double noggin knocker!

Andrew Fulton : Kilroy celebrates, then CRACK! Timeless clocks him in the back of the head with a steel chair!

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless sets the chair up and lifts up Kilroy and Falcon Arrows him onto the steel chair! What a move, Kilroy is OUT! Roxylishus rolls into the ring and stands over Kilroy, right over his face.

Andrew Fulton : Oh yes! Its Split Splash time! Look at her gyrating! The crowd are going wild. Kilroy Evans, you are a lucky lucky man!

Jeremy Tucker : Roxylishus is about to drop, when Jonnie pulls him out of the ring from the outside. Great save Valentine, Kilroy’s wife just sighed in relief.

Andrew Fulton : What a spoil sport! Wait a minute, look at this, Valentine slides in the ring where Kilroy was and lays down underneath Roxylishus, he wants the Split Splash!

Jeremy Tucker : The leadership of this man is unparalleled! He is literally taking a bullet for his Society brethren!

Andrew Fulton : A bullet? Shoot me now.

Jeremy Tucker : Roxylishus looks down at Valentine, shrugs then .... WHAM! Timeless cracks him in the skull while he is laying down there!

Andrew Fulton : Yes! What a shot! (Soup Nazi imitation) No Raindrop for YOU!

Jeremy Tucker : Syb back in the ring with a chair of his own, and he almost takes Timeless’s head off with a wild swing!

Andrew Fulton : Syb lays his chair and Timeless’s chair over Timeless and heads to the top rope ... look, now Roxylishus is making the sacrifice, and she lays ontop of Timeless and the chairs. True love! Watch that guy though, he is not above hitting a women as Blaze Freya found out earlier tonight.

Jeremy Tucker : What’s with him referee’ing?

Andrew Fulton : Don’t ask me. Syb shrugs at Roxylishus about to launch ... and Phantam rushes up the apron and shoves him off the top and Syb crashes thru a table at ringside. Tong slides a ladder into the ring. Then Kilroy runs and slide drop kicks it into the face of Tong as he was entering the ring.

Jeremy Tucker : Phantam Fairtex goes for a powerbomb onto a table on the floor, but Syberus blocks it. Syberus backdrops Phantam onto the table without breaking it. Kilroy Evans jumps off the ladder inside the ring with an elbow drop putting Phantam through the table.

Andrew Fulton : Timeless bulldog runs Jonnie into the ladder.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless pushes the ladder and it falls down onto Jonnie, right on his crotch! No!!!

Andrew Fulton : No singing his theme song after this match for him.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless fisherman bombs Jonnie onto the ladder.

Andrew Fulton : Timeless sets the ladder up again and climbs the ladder but Syberus tips the ladder over onto some tables on the floor below!!!

Jeremy Tucker : This is getting brutal!

Andrew Fulton : Tong Fairtex sets Jonnie Valentine on the top rope as Phantam Fairtex puts a table behind them. Tong climbs to the second rope, and grabs Jonnie with a huracanrana but Psychotic Goth moves the table, and Jonnie lands on his feet. WTF Goth!

Jeremy Tucker : Goth has been impartial all match, but he just snapped and helped Jonnie.

Andrew Fulton : I knew he couldn’t be trusted as referee!

Jeremy Tucker : Tong and Phantam start getting in Goths face, pointing and yelling at him, and he yells back showing them he is the ref.

Andrew Fulton : Goth starts laughing in their faces and bellows in an ancient dialect.

Jeremy Tucker : Syberus and Timeless both start climbing a ladder and Syb nails Timeless with a Diamond Cutter thru a table! Covers him. One .................. Two ............ Goth gets to two before Tong Fairtex grabs him and puts him in a side backbreaker. Phantam comes off the ladder with a Dragon Stomp to take him out.

Andrew Fulton : I love it! Signs of them costing him the Hardcore belt last show!

Jeremy Tucker : Team Fairtex tries to double superplex Kilroy Evans onto a table, but Jonnie and Syberus come up from behind and double low blow them. Team Fairtex falls back onto the table, but it breaks only slightly. Kilroy regains his balance, and jumps off the second rope with a splash on both of Team Fairtex, finally breaking the table.

Andrew Fulton : Pesci cringing in the locker room at all the tables we are going thru here, he set the budget at two only!

Jeremy Tucker : Syberus holds Timeless in a camel clutch with a ladder, Jonnie springboards off the top rope with a missile dropkick to the ladder

Andrew Fulton : Jonnie springboards off the top rope with a leg lariat that takes Phantam through a table he's standing in front of.

Jeremy Tucker : Timeless wraps Syb up in the ladder and applies the Turn Me Loose! (Rings of Saturn) Ladder assisted! Syb writhing in pain but refuses to submit, Timeless screaming at Goth that he has quit and Goth gives him the double bird and drops a knee on Timelesses head.

Andrew Fulton : This is too much! Goth has to be removed from the match, its 4 on 3

Jeremy Tucker : Syberus and Phantam Fairtex fight on the top of the ladder, exchanging punches. Jonnie Valentine tosses a chair at them, and Syberus and Phantam fight for control of the chair. Psychotic Goth grabs Fairtex with an electric chair and pulls him off the ladder. Syberus takes the chair out of Phantam's hands and clubs him on the top of the head with the chair! Goth turns around with Phantam still on his shoulders and Kilroy Evans LOD clotheslines him through a table.

Andrew Fulton : Tong nails Kilroy with a chair shot, he is wild and then plants Syb with one. Jonnie comes at him and WHAM!! It’s a hat trick for Tong, he just sent all three to the fences with them three home runs.

Jeremy Tucker : Goth tells him he can’t use the chair, and Tong reels back and clean knocks Goth flying with it! He is a man possessed!

Andrew Fulton : Timeless grabs Goth and drags him up the ladder and Falcon Arrows him off the top rope down to the outside threw a table, and both men are laying in a heap on the floor.

Jeremy Tucker : Marty Donovan comes down to the ring in a referee shirt. Is this be a referee day here in SWAT? He walks in and motions he's going to call it right down the middle. He gets in the ring and shakes Jonnie's hand, then he shakes the hand of Phantam ... then pulls him into a V Trigger shortarm Omega knee strike to the face. Donovan just took out Phantam!!! Valentine makes the cover, and Marty makes the count. One ............... Two ................... THREE!!!! SOCIETY WIN IT!

Andrew Fulton : What a joke! Five against Three for gods sake!

Jeremy Tucker : My Heart Beats With People hits and Marty raises the arm of Valentine in victory, then he removes the referee shirt and he is wearing a Society of the New Breed shirt! Marty Donovan is in the SOCIETY!

Andrew Fulton : Just great. These guys are pushing it, i tell you, Pesci and Suit won’t be happy, and they won’t stand for this, i can’t wait to see what unfolds in the next few shows.

Jeremy Tucker : We’ll be right back folks, with the World title on the line, Radu Vs Jade!

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: A Few Quick Words

"Another win, and another day as champion. If you think you have what it takes to stop me, then come at me."

The scene opens on the backstage area, where we see a few of the Amazons and superstars lingering in the hallway. We soon see Joanne making her way along the hallway, with the guys following behind her. Her match had just ended, and soon they would be heading out for the evening. Her once manicured nails were now messed up, and missing a few spots of polish, and her hair had been disheveled. Sweat still beaded on her forehead as they walked along. They round the corner, and we see Glenda taking a drink of water from the bottle in her hand.  She looks over and sees Joanne smiling all the while.

GG: Miss Canelli!

Joanne looks back at the boys and sighs.

Reno: Do you want us to get rid of her boss?

Joanne: No, it's alright. Listen, go and get somethin' to eat the caterin' table. I'll meet you three back at the locker room.

Rude: Are you sure boss? I mean you have a lot of people after you.

Joanne: I'll be fine.

Reno, Rude, and Scarpaci walk off leaving Joanne alone with Glenda.

GG: First off congratulations on winning the tag match with Suzi Spitz!

Joanne: Thanks. I have to admit Suzi is a great competitor.

GG: That she is. She carried most of the match tonight.

Joanne: I gave it my all out there tonight. After dealin' with Avery, and everythin' earlier I wasn't focused on our match really. But then again, look at who we were up against. I already beat the holy hell out of crazy ass Tabitha. Her partner wasn't much better. I knew Suzi and I had it handled.

Voice: Damn right they did!

Joanne turns and sees Joe Pesci walking with Bruno following behind, along with Lynn. She looked worse for ware after her match against Avery, but was still in better shape then Avery had been in the end. Joanne smiles a fanged smile, as she sees them.

GG: Tonight has been a great night for the KGB hasn't it?

Joanne: It really has.

Joe Pesci: And we have to celebrate another win. Excuse us Glenda.

GG: Of course.

Joanne walks off with the others, and soon they arrive back in the lavish private locker room that belonged to Joanne Canelli. They step inside and she sits on the couch against the wall and sighs, leaning back.

Joanne: Tonight did not go as planned for me.

Joe Pesci: Why do you say that?

Joanne: I wasn't on my game. Suzi got the pin.

Joe Pesci: So? You both did what needed to be done. That's all that matters.

Joanne nods, as she runs a hand through her hair.

Joanne: I guess so. I do have one request...

Joe Pesci: Name it! Anything for you Champ.

Joanne: I want to ask Suzi if she wants to be part of the KGB.

Joe is taken back but nods, as a smile starts to form on his lips.

Joe Pesci: Really? Why do you want to ask her?

Joanne: Do you really have to ask after that match? She would be a perfect addition to the group.

Joe Pesci: Alright... We can ask. But just remember is she says no, then she has to be dealt with.

Joanne nods, and smiles as her eyes flash red before shifting back to their normal color.

Joanne: If she doesn't agree to join us, I'll take care of her.

Joe smiles as Lynn hands him a bottle of champagne.

Joe Pesci: And that is why you're the Amazon Champion and we are the best of the best!

They laugh as he pops the cork on the champagne as the scene fades to black.

[frostbite]

Frostbite is walking back to the locker room after just pulling off a close victory over JR Wrangle, in the meantime we see him grabbing the back of his left leg as he is grabbing his hamstring as maybe he might have pulled it or tweaked it during the match. He stops near the locker room as he leans up against the wall trying to stretch it out, after taking a couple of minutes it appears that he is walking a little bit better, as he heads back toward the locker room. As he reaches the locker room, he opens up the door as he shuts it behind him. He takes a few steps into the locker room, as he is looking straight ahead as he spots a pair of black steel toe boots as our cameras zoom upward we see a pair of faded black jeans and move upward we see a black tee shirt and then short black hair, but it is the red eyes that catch us by surprise, Frostbite has a surprise look in his blue eyes.

Frostbite: What are you doing here? Not that is not happy to see you.

We see that it is a good friend of Frostbite the seven foot monster Lucifer.

Lucifer: I thought I would stop by and check on things. Besides I just finish up and tour over seas, and I thought I would stop by and see an old friend.

Frostbite: How in the hell did you get past security here, you know Paul and Joseph are not going to allow any friends of mine in this company, they have locker you and Dommsdsy out a couple of times already.

Lucifer: Relax, I paid someone to let me into the arena, they might not have a job after they hear.

Frostbite: I am surprise you did not beat the crap out of a few people, but that would lead you to getting notice.

Frostbite looks around..

Frostbite: Where is Doomsday?

Lucifer: He is training some new talent back home. However he sent me instead.

Frostbite: I do not get it, but man you have me confused.

Lucifer: I know that Pesci or Soutter are not going to give us contracts to wrestle here because we are your friends, and they both know the three of could wipe out the KGB by ourselves. But we put our heads together me and Doomsday and Linda.

Frostbite: You got my woman involved in this, the three could not be up to no good.

Lucifer: We might not be able to get a contract to wrestle, but nobody said that I could not get a manager license.

Frostbite: Okay, but not actually following you.

Lucifer: Your woman, talked to management for the last few days and had of right now, I am your manager, around here.

Frostbite begins to laugh

Frostbite: You are kidding me Right?

Lucifer: Nope, we all got tired of seeing you get best on by the KGB, so this is the best idea we had. So where ever you go, I am going to follow and there is nothing that Pesci or Soutter can do about it.

Frostbite: That is simply the best news I have heard all day. Welcome aboard.

The two shake hands.

Frostbite: I bet Soutter and those idiots call the KGB have something to really worry about now.

Lucifer: Now let's get out of here and have your hamstring looked at, after all you are my client I must looked after your best interest.

Frostbite nods his head, as the two walk toward the locker as we head back to ringside.

Andrew Fulton: Wait somebody please tell me how does a seven foot man become a manager around here. This guy is a bodyguard plan and simple.

Jeremy Tucker: So it is okay for the KGB to get away with anything they want, but if Frostbite has somebody watching his back then something is totally wrong with that.

Andrew Fulton: So you are going to sit there and tell me that someone in this business that has a seven foot manager.

Jeremy Tucker: Not many I will admit, but as I stated, Lucifer is here to watch Frostbite back, I believe the KGB are lucky this gentleman does not have a wrestler contract. This guy would certainly be a huge threat.

Andrew Fulton: Please this guy is going to help Frostbite win matches and we both know it. You think Frostbite is such a great guy and he has to go out and bring this guy in.

Jeremy Tucker: Frostbite got tired of getting attack, there is nothing wrong for calling in some backup. Sure this guy could be a huge difference maker. He will allow Frostbite to focus even more without the KGB coming for him.

[radu]

[Backstage...]

"I'm not expecting Kim to stay out of this...."

[The world champion leans against the wall as paramedic Stan Kern reapplies dressings.  Its amazing how much blood the Sacrificial Idol spilled in the last promo.  May not be close to 100% let alone 110, but he owes it to his challenger to look 70.    The camera catches up after the majority of the gore has been replaced.  Parts of the skin that are still exposed look deep purple.  Heavy bruising from Syberus' efforts the past week.  Barely able to stand, Matei half leans against the concrete, trying to ignore Kern while going over last minute game plans with his bodyguard, Oxanna Willie.]

Radu Matei: The rest of the KGB should be licking their wounds after going the distance with the New Breeders.  So just keep an eye on her, and baring any unforeseen appearances by our buddy, this should be a straightforwards defence.

Oxanna Willie: Lord knows its been a spell.

Radu Matei <cringe>: Things have been getting complicated.  Still, the other Hired Gun may even behave herself, out of respect for the magnitude of Jade's opportunity.

Oxanna Willie: That's very christian of you to appeal to her better nature, Rad.  But that girl is twisted as a rattler in a bike spoke, ain't no better nature when it comes to snakes.  That said, no worries on the sister, I've got her number.

Radu Matei: I never doubted it my friend---

"Which way is the title holder?"



Oxanna Willie <spits tobacco on the floor>: Well that uptight fella has all the symptoms of an athletic commissioner.

[Nodding at his confidant, Matei turns to a utility room, motioning for the camera operator and paramedic to join him.  As the three men enter, the door closes behind them.]

Stan Kern <turning over wrist>: We're almost finis---

[Radu raises an open palm, signalling silence.  The conversation on the other side of the door bleeds through.]

"Are you Radoo Matey?"

"I wish.  The way that man bleeds for the salvation of others, he is truly doing the lord's will.  I am not saying Rad is sainted, hand to god, I have seen him taking wagers on sporting events in which simple creatures were forced to do harm to one another on many occasions.  That is unbecoming of a religious man, and he is no minister.  


......but the lord does influence his actions."

"What's back there."

"Sign says utility closet.  Don't feel bad, my cousin Bertyle ain't a man of letters neither.  Maybe a V or a J, but that's about it.  We're all in it together, buddy."

"Would you please move, I would like to see for myself."

"Only thing in there is a mess of wires, and three BIG ASS rats.  Nasty critters.  Now if they were cockroaches, Rad'd be there in a Boocare'est minute, but they ain't insects, they're rodents.  They hold no appeal to his base desires.  So the only way you'll find him in there is if you want to place a wager on which one is tougher.  I imagine he'd like that action."

"Get out of the way."

"You want to see the rats?  They are MIGHTY big.  One of them has a prolapsed anus... ain't never seen anything like a rat the size of a jack russell with a prolapsed anus.  This bodyguard gig dries up, I might take it on the lonesome road, charge admission to see ol' balloon butt.  Entertain the slower kids.  They need to smile too.  Tell you what, you seem like a nice fella, and your disability puts me in mind of my cousin.  I'll let you take a gander for five honest dollars.  Just don't go poking the prolapsed rat anus with a stick to verify authenticity, damn thing might go off."

"..."

[Footsteps.  Like someone was leaving.]

"Hey on account of us being pals, ONE DOLLAR!  That is one heck of a deal, I tell you what.  When was the last time George Washington could purchase you a scenic view of a prolapsed rat anus?  MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!  I know I am."

[...]

#TAP#
#TAP#

"He's gone."

[With the threat of being pulled off the show no longer on the horizon, Radu Matei turns to the camera with a sad smile.]

Radu Matei: As you can see Jade... my time with this belt soon draws to a close.  It is becoming harder and harder to find new ways to hang on to it, despite my best intentions.  As regulated as our industry is, its hard for a Sacrificial Idol to do the right thing.  Can you finish me for this?  Will you elevate the Amazon division as Lucky Linda did, and stake your claim to rest of the legitimate singles title not held by a member of the fairer sex?  I hope you do.

This defence started as an apology, but if it all ends here, I have no regrets.

I believe you have what------

#SLAM#

[What the hell was that?]

#SLAM#

[The METAL DOOR finally dents in as----]

#SLAM#

[What the fuck.  Radu Matei turns from his Jade pep talk, opening the door to find Oxanna Willie lying on the floor in a heap.  The toughest bodyguard in the game has a tennis ball size welt on his forehead, and seemed to be favouring his back before giving in to unconsciousness.  A sneak attack?  194 has been spray painted on his friend's back.]

Radu Matei: Sons of...

[The Tennessee State Athletic Commissioner wanders back down the hallway.]

Tennessee Slim: Aren't you Radu--------------

[Grabbing the commissioner by the throat, Radu Matei throws him up against the wall.]

Radu Matei <spitting mad>: WHO DID THIS?

Ocelot: Looks like your luck hasn't run out yet.

[Metal Gear Solid 3 voice acting, what?  Matei turns from the commissioner to the end of the hall, where a man dressed as Zombie Adrian Tanner Jr. from SWAT Zombies cackles ghoulishly.]

Radu Matei: I AM GOING TO FUCKING FINISH YOU!!!!!!

[His work done, the masked monster turns to leave, with the champion giving chase.  Unable to keep up, the camera pans back to Stan Kern looking over a badly injured Oxanna Willie.]