Battleground #32 : Toronto Throwdown (Show)

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(Psychotic Goth and Vampira are stalking through the corridor towards the exit when he turns the corner and runs into the Roadie who looks nervous after what happened earlier.)

Psychotic Goth: "What is it now?"

Roadie: "Armand has this for you."

(Psychotic Goth roars angrily but Vampira puts her hand up to stop him.)

Vampira: "Let's here him out."

Roadie: "He told me to give you this due to your actions in the locker room."

Vampira: "Show me this piece of paper."

Roadie: "It's more than an ordinary piece of paper."

(He hands it over to Vampira who reads it.)

Vampira: "It's a fine for attacking the roadie."

(Psychotic Goth roars.)

Psychotic Goth: "If this is your idea of revenge!"

Roadie: "No...No...It wasn't my idea."

Psychotic Goth: "Really."

Roadie: "Well he wanted to either strip you or kill you. That would have been bad for the box office if that had happened. He gave me the choice of the third option."

Vampira: "The fine."

Roadie: "Well that was the better option."

(Psychotic Goth snarls.)

Psychotic Goth: "You think a nightmare can be killed or stripped of it's terror."

Roadie: "I'll never forget your nightmare."

Psychotic Goth: "Of course. Be assured we'll pay this fine and being he doesn't accept checks or a credit card."

Roadie: "You will?"

Psychotic Goth: "You thought I was going to do the samething I did the last time."

Roadie: No I thought it was going to be worse."

Psychotic Goth: "You are lucky. Vampira let's pay him his fine and give this man a bonus for being such a good sport abut what happened."

(She opens up their gear bags and presents him with stacks of money all wrapped up.)

Roadie: "How?"

Vampira: "We always have some money around on us but you can count each stack and you shall see it's all there."

(The Roadie looks reluctant but he agrees and looks at each bill including checking for their authenticity.)

Vampira: "Take your time."

(The Roadie continues to count and check the authenticity up until the last bill.)

Vampira: "Now we know that he'll claim it's going to be short even though you checked the amount personally."

Psychotic Goth: "Oh tell him that I have something he wants even more."

(He goes into his gear bag and the Roadie is frightened as Psychotic Goth pulls something out but relaxes when he sees it's just an envelope and Psychotic Goth laughs.)

Psychotic Goth: "Now he's going to wonder what this is. Is it SWAT stock that I hold or is it something else like a certain kind of terrifying substance along with a curse that comes with the stock. Imagine what was in this envelope was quite profitable but then again nobody will ever know. By the way enjoy the money he's going to give you out of my fine."

Roadie: "How did you know?"

Vampira: "Let's just say when we are present so is evil and evil is quite well knowing of all things."

Psychotic Goth: "Now go and enjoy the rest of your night."

(The Roadie leaves quickly with the money and Psychotic Goth and Vampira start to leave but look at each other and nod before remaining in the arena just in case the Roadie looks for them again as the scene slowly fades to black.)

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Back at Armand’s office, we see that has Gabriel Tuck in one of the two seats across from him at the desk. There is a light knocking at the door and Bill the Roadie lets himself in. He spills cash across the table.

Bill: Goth paid the fine in cash! I think he carries a lot more on him!

Armand smirks as he looks at the pile of cash, going through it to divide it up to giving the roadie ten thousand dollars for his own pain and suffering.

Bill seems overwhelmed with the amount of cash being given to him, but manages. That is until…

Tuck: That all the cash you want? Or all the cash you think you can get? Goth has more, as you say. The man probably hates banks.

Bill’s eyes go wide. Is it greed that can be read there? A certain amount of extra vengeance to be read in his eyes? He licks his lips, but shakes his head to bring himself back to reality.

Bill: I can’t get in there and steal all that money. Goth and Vampira don’t have matches for the rest of the night. They already defended the TV title. I can’t take them both. Or, if I’m being honest, even one of them.

Tuck: What you need is an equalizer. Here. I use this when my main piece is out of ammo and I need a surprise shot.

Bill: Surprise shot?

Gabriel reaches into his boot and pulls out a small six shooter. He sets it on the desk.

Tuck: It’s fully loaded. Just point it at them and tell them to hand over all of the remaining cash. If they don’t cooperate, shoot them. Simple.

Bill looks at the gun as if he might be frightened of it, but is warming up to the idea of shooting Goth and Vampira.

Bill: Look. I’m game, but I think Armand might be interested in giving me a little more support. Goth has a mystery envelope that might contain SWAT stock. It might contain some kind of curse. Armand might want this.

Armand von Krauss seems to consider, rolling over shareholder names in his mind. Psychotic Goth’s name wasn’t on the list, but he hadn’t actually looked up Goth’s legal name yet to see if he is on the list. He lights an Egyptian cigarette, blowing smoke into the air.

Von Krauss: You want the cash, I want the envelope. Let us help each other. Gabriel, you up to be bait?

Gabriel raises an eyebrow, but he smiles.

Tuck: Sure, boss.

Von Krauss: I’ll have Gabriel Tuck go down to the ring to call Goth into a non-title match. Goth and Vampira will be in the ring and fighting. Bill, you break into their locker room. You’ll steal the cash and the envelope. You bring me the envelope and you can keep the cash. Deal?

Bill: Do I have to take the gun?

Tuck: If Goth and Vampira come back early, can you take them in a fight?

Bill: N-no.

Tuck: Then, take the gun.

Bill swallows hard, taking the gun and putting it into his pocket.

Bill: Hopefully, Gabriel, you can distract them long enough for me to get what we need.

Tuck: That would be the idea.

Armand flicks ashes onto the desk, looking from Gabriel to Bill.

Von Krauss: Well? You have jobs to do.

Both men get up and leave the office, going their separate ways.

In the arena, “Iron Wolf” by Beastwars begins playing as Gabriel Tuck walks out from the back. He smiles at the booing crowd, making his way down to the ring where he gets a microphone.

Jeremy Tucker: What’s one of Armand’s cronies doing down here?

Andrew Fulton: He apparently has something to say. Maybe he’s renouncing being a cronie?

Jeremy Tucker: Doubtful.

Gabriel Tuck: Psychotic Goth, my understanding is that you assaulted a staff member of SWAT for participating in a joke on you. You were fined and you paid in full. That’s fine. I still think that a little something needs to be done about the way that you act around here. Why don’t you come down here right now and show me what’s up. Hmm? You can beat down a roadie. Can you beat me down? I just don’t think so.

Gabriel lights himself a cigarette (not Egyptian) and grins, blowing smoke into the air.

Tuck: Come on, Goth. Bring your weapon too. We can call this an impromptu no holds barred match. I ain’t afraid of no gothic fool who dabbles in black magic. Come on Goth. You ain’t afraid of a little juggalo, are you?

[SWAT Team]

[We return to ringside, and find Tucker and Fulton are joined by Lucky Linda La Fey.]

Jeremy Tucker : Welcome back, we are joined by former Amazon Champion Lucky Linda here for this next bout, Linda, thanks for joining us.

Lucky Linda : Thank you for having me Jerry. This is my first time doing commentary, so please be patient with me.

Andrew Fulton : One person who won’t be patient with you, is Blaze Freya later tonight, my girl is chapping at the bit to get her claws on you.

Jeremy Tucker : Disregard him please Linda, he is an antagonist of a man at the best of times.

Lucky Linda : Ohhh, I know all too well, too be sure too be sure, but this match here is not about me, its about two great Amazons going at it, Jade and the debuting Ravynn Ryder. Jade is a veteran of the highest order and one of the best in the business, Ravynn looks like she can go and I am looking forward to seeing her in action.

Andrew Fulton : Well, last week we saw a debutante win the Gold, in her first match, against YOU Linda. So maybe this will be the same.

Jeremy Tucker : Rebecca is no normal rookie, she oozes class, and that was one hell of a match last week, hats off to you Linda. It was a great reign.

Lucky Linda : She brought the goods, I would like to think I didn’t under estimate her and gave her her due, and on reflection, I know that to be the case and can only say the better wrestler won on the night. IF she thinks I am done for though, she can think again.

["Street Fight (On the Sunset Strip)" By Guns N' Roses plays and Jade comes to the ring slowly and ominously accompanied by her twin sister Kim. She jumps on the ring apron and does a sunset flip kip up before standing in the center of the ring looking slowly from side to side before slowly and ominously taking off her dark shades and placing them in her trenchcoat and slowly and ominously taking off her trenchcoat glaring as she slowly goes to her corner continuing to glare at the opposite corner and her sister does the samething before giving her advice.]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first, hailing from Bangkok, Thailand. Coming in at 5’10 and 150 pounds … she is one half of the Hired Killers …. JADE!!!!

[The arena goes pitch black as the opening vocals to Tear Away by Drowning Pool echo’s throughout the stadium. A ring of fire lights up in the center of the stage and Ravynn Ryder rises up from the flames in her crimson red ring gear with a long matching trench coat. She walks slowly and methodically to the ring, taking the steel steps up to the apron and entering thru the middle ropes.]

Frank Salazar : And introducing her opponent … hailing from New York New York. Coming in at 5’10 and 145 pounds …. THE GODDESS OF DESTRUCTION …. RAVYNN RYDER!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go guys, there was talk of this match possibly becoming a 3 way with another new Amazon joining up to the fed, but there has been a gold up with that and now it is a singles match. Jade and Ravynn hook up and Jade with a scoop slam. Ryder back to her feet and she delivers a strong forearm strike. Jade shakes the effects off and WHAM! Another strike by Ryder and then she plants Jade with a big DDT!

Lucky Linda : Strong start by the new comer here, she came to fight!

Andrew Fulton : How about what’s going on in the back guys with Goth and Armand and that Roadie.

Jeremy Tucker : It’s escalating, since when did Armand have the power to issue fines?

Lucky Linda : He doesn’t, I don’t know why Goth just handed the money over so readily, one thing for sure though, is he wasn’t ‘grateful’ for the KGB merchandise.

Andrew Fulton : (chuckling) No, he wasn’t grateful at all. Oi! You! (Fulton motions over a ring crew member. He then jots down a few words on a note and hands it to him) Deliver this fine for 100k to Goth, and tell him cash only! Go! Move it! Move It! Move it!

Jeremy Tucker : Ryder with an atomic drop to Jade and then Jade quickly fights back with a gut wrench suplex. She then clamps on a rear naked choke.

Lucky Linda : Jade will turn you in knots in a moment!

Andrew Fulton : Ryder rolls around in the choke and gets Jade on her back and the ref drops for the count.

Jeremy Tucker : One ……………….

Two ……………

Jade releases the choke and breaks the pin.

Lucky Linda : Great counter there by Ravynn.

Andrew Fulton : Ryder now grounding and pounding Jade.

Jeremy Tucker : Kim screaming encouragement from the outside to her sister, this match is anyone’s right now.

Lucky Linda : The Amazons division is really rejuvenated. Some great talent here right now in SWAT!

Andrew Fulton : (condescendingly) All due to your open challenge no doubt Linda?

Jeremy Tucker : It hasn’t hurt rebuild the division Fulton.

Lucky Linda : Whatever it takes to get us back where we once were guys. Jade back on the attack here, look at that big Russian Clothesline out of the corner.

Andrew Fulton : Ryder didn’t see it coming.

Jeremy Tucker : Jade now opens up a can of whoop ass on Ryder and now a Triad Kick (Jade executes a lightning Muy Thai style Sweet Chin Music/spinning heel kick combination )

Lucky Linda : I think it’s over.

Andrew Fulton : Jade does too, goes for the cover.

Jeremy Tucker : One …………..

Two ……………….

Th … kick out by Ryder!

Lucky Linda : Big kick out there! She is showing some heart.

Andrew Fulton : Ryder now back on the offence, connecting with a big flying double knee strike.

Jeremy Tucker : German suplex by Ryder.

Lucky Linda : Ravynn with a flying European Uppercut, now drills Jade with a back handspring head scissors DDT!

Andrew Fulton : She has her where she wants her. Ravynn now hits am inverted 450 splash!

Jeremy Tucker : Jade gets the knee’s up! Jade now with a Bangkok Driver (Jade executes Death Valley Driver/Jackhammer)

Lucky Linda : I’ve felt that move, and let me tell you, it has put many a competitor away.

Andrew Fulton : Ryder about to join that list.

Jeremy Tucker : Cover by Jade ….. One ………………

Two ………………….

THRE … Ravynn gets the shoulder up.

Lucky Linda : I can’t believe she kicked out!

Andrew Fulton : Ryder back on the attack, hits a spear!

Jeremy Tucker : Ravynn now with a Pele kick and then a double foot stomp. Cover by Ravynn …. One ………………..

Two ………………….

THR … Kick out by Jade.

Lucky Linda : Unbelievable!

Andrew Fulton : Ryder runs at Jade and goes for a spinning head scissor but Jade counters it and crunches her with a tilt a whirl back breaker!

Jeremy Tucker : Pain Killer!!! (Jade starts with a spinning human torture rack and finishes with a Tatanka style Samoan drop) Covers ….

One ……………………

Two …………………….

THREE!!!

Lucky Linda : Jade got her! Big win to the veteran!

Andrew Fulton : And back to the drawing board for Ravynn.

Jeremy Tucker : Drawing board? That was a tremendous debut, watch out Amazons, Ravynn Ryder looks like the real deal!

Lucky Linda : She certainly does Jerry, but tonight is Jades night! Big win that!

Frank Salazar : Winner of the match … JADE!!!

["Street Fight (On the Sunset Strip)" By Guns N' Roses plays and pumps her fist in a “I’m back” fashion. She celebrates on the outside with Kim and they head to the back, Ravynn watching on from ringside, a look of determination etched on her face.]

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(Eddie D is met by Andrew Fulton at his local gym.)



Andrew: I've been invited down to "The Handle Bars" gym and Eddie has been getting in some cardio and letting off a little steam with a curious session of taking a baseball bat to a punch bag?



(A montage of Eddie's work out ends with Andrew carefully interrupting Eddie as he hits the punch bag with his wooden Louisville Slugger bat.)







Andrew: Hey Eddie... What is this bat work all about? ...Haven't really seen you swing that thing in SWAT that much... Is that about to change?



EDDIE: Hey Andrew... Big fan by the way... (Eddie stops and takes a breath or two before continuing his answer)

...I guess the last time I really got the bat wet was when I hit that mark Jonnie Valentine with the bat to cost him the Heavyweight Title months ago. And even then, it was more of a bunt than a swing.

Will I be using it more? Who knows. Swinging this thing like you mean it sure burns the calories and manages your stress levels.

I have told the high ups I would like my next title defense to be a no DQ match, because there have been whispers that I can't throw down unless there are rules to break and ways to cheat.

They really underestimate me and that will cost one of these punks in the back down the road.

I left my bouncer days far behind; I'm a bona fide wrestler but I'm a brawler and a survivor and I love hurting people.



Andrew: And I for one love watching you do it. Talking of which... Last week's title defense... wow... you crushed Warpig in one of the most one-sided beatings I've seen in SWAT for some time...

Trawling back through the tape it looked like perhaps Warpig had a PTSD episode half way through and barely defend himself. I think you noticed it too but you didn't let up. Looked pretty cold and ruthless...



EDDIE: Well it's not ballet Andrew and if you mouth off ahead of time and step through the ropes, you'd better be ready to back up your bullshit.

As for being cold and ruthless? Well some say I have a stone for a heart when the red mist descends and the bell rings. A black stone.



Andrew: And the interference at the end of the main event? Are you a member of the KGB now?



EDDIE: Why? What have you heard?



Andrew: I have eyes. I was ringside. You ran down, attacked Tuxedo Mask and held him up so that the KGB could cave his ribs in with chairs?



EDDIE: "Ran down"? Of course I ran down. Can't have a party without me when the referee and Security call for support?



Andrew: Not everyone ran out there. You weren't obliged to do it...



EDDIE: Why did I run down? "The Brothers" are no more, but you don't lose an Anarchy sensibility overnight... The brothers may walk separate paths today but this place is subject to the Chaos we unleashed here.

I never liked Tuxedo Mask or Rally and getting a front row seat as they get their comeuppance was just pure pleasure for me.

You can condemn my self-promotion and my rule breaking methods, but you can't say that I'm not being effective.

Last week I was bottom of the card and at Toronto Throwdown I am 'main event Eddie' again.

If what I'm doing is wrong why does SWAT keep opening up their arms to me and giving me the best opportunities?

I hope the canucks and newfies turn out and support the Chaos baby. I am THE Big Deal and it's about time I got the respect due to me.



Andrew: So you're not in the KGB?



EDDIE: I didn't say that.



Andrew: So you are in the KGB?



EDDIE: I don't think I said that either...



Andrew: Look big guy, I came all the way down here and was promised an open and honest interview...



EDDIE: God Andrew!? Have a surprise left in your little life... My allegiances will be a made very, very clear as the bell tolls for the start of the main event. I'm not lying to you Andrew, but you're not here just to frisk me for a scoop and cast me away like a spent exotic dancer, past her 'whack off to' expiry date?



Andrew: Then why did you invite us down here?



EDDIE: It's all about the merch. baby. Get your Eddie D face masks, get your "Back up your bullshit" hoodies, merchandise galore at all good stockists and even for some dark web sites for the perverts and Rally's among you...



Andrew: Cut! Cut! Cut! We're being used guys...



EDDIE: We're all being used Andrew... We're all being used. Sometimes you just need to snatch something back for yourself to balance the ledger...



(The interview footage ends abruptly and we transfer to the MainEventEddie.com webstore.)





 


#KGB? #MAINEVENTEDDIE

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Bill the Roadie stands in the hallway, watching the door to the dressing room belonging to Psychotic Goth and Vampira. They haven’t left to go answer Gabriel Tuck’s challenge in the ring. Why haven’t they left yet? Are they cowards? Did Gabriel not go down to the ring?

He begins to pace back and forth in front of the dressing room door. Maybe they’ll come out and ask him what’s going on and why he’s there. He’ll tell them that Gabriel Tuck is waiting in the ring for them to kick Goth’s ass in an unofficial match.

Wait, what if Gabriel Tuck is not in the ring and waiting for Goth to come down to the ring to fight him? What if this is all a stunt to get his ass kicked again?

Bill gets out his smart phone and looks for the online stream of the SWAT show. That will tell him whether or not Gabriel is in the ring or not.

Ad v esHe watches the end of the match. Well that explains why Goth hasn’t gone down to the ring. There was a match already happening. Gabriel must have either been upstaged by the match or he never went into the ring.

Bill: Come on, Gabriel. I need that money!

At ringside, Gabriel Tuck watches the participants of the last match head to the back. He gets up from where he was sitting by the timekeeper and rolls into the ring with microphone in hand.

Tuck: So, Psychotic Goth, you’ve had some time to think about things. You’ve had the time to make peace with the Japanese Chaos God or whatever the fuck he is. Are you going to come down here to the ring and fight me or are you going to let it become known that you are a fucking coward? I mean, either way is alright with me.

Gabriel Tuck goes to the corner and climbs to the top rope.

Tuck: What say you people? Is Psychotic Goth a coward?

Crowd: Nooo

Tuck: Then, where is he? If he is brave and accepts all challenges then he would bring his ass down here right now!

Gabriel Tuck hops down from the turnbuckles and stands in the middle of the ring.

Tuck: I’m going to wait here for five minutes, Goth. Once the time has run out, we will let it be known that you are a coward who doesn’t respond to challenges in the ring!

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(Gabriel is once again in the ring with a microphone smoking a cigarette and the ringsiders boo as he smiles with cockiness after he once again called out Psychotic Goth and Vampira when the arena grows pitch black and the tron shows vampire and Psychotic Goth. Psychotic Goth's laughing as he is holding a sledgehammer.)

Vampira: "Gabriel you should think before you try to act when you address 'The King of the Goths' but be assured this sledgehammer is for someone else."

(The ringsiders roar and urge him on.)

Psychotic Goth: "This sledgehammer is meant for someone who decided that his hobby was pulling jokes on me. Now Andrew you thought you were funny but here's something that will leave you wishing you had another hobby."

(The camera pans nearer as Psychotic Goth goes to what looks like a barely operable junker and starts smashing it to bits roaring and calling Andrew curse words in an ancient Native American dialect. Andrew looks on in horror as he roars and smashes the car harder an harder until he finishes. Psychotic Goth laughs maniacally.)

Psychotic Goth: "You like that Fulton! That's what happens when you write phony fines thinking you're going to get rich off of 'The King of the Goth's. You just found out what it feels like to be a court jester in my court when I'm displeased."

(He looks straight at Gabriel and the look he has is purely demonic as if he's possessed.)

Psychotic Goth: "Now Gabriel the non angelic one. I have a nice looking surprise for you and I'm sure you must be so hungry since you look like you haven't eaten. Of course I know someone who hasn't either Gabby and who knows you may get your shot at me or maybe....."

(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically again and the tron goes off as does the lights and shots are heard throughout the arena. The lights go on and Vampira and Psychotic Goth are standing in back of him.)

Psychotic Goth: "BOO!"

(Gabriel turns around and grabs his gun hand and forces him to his knees until the gun falls out of his hand.)

Vampira: "You want a no holds barred match now Gabriel! Let's how much of a wrestler you are and Armand if you are listening you put him up to this and it's your fault you put little Gabby in this and here's my judgement to him."

(Psychotic Goth pulls him up by his hand and he chokeslams Armand's enforcer and continues to hold his throat tightly before picking him up and running gorilla pressing him out of the ring onto Andrew Fulton. The arena grows dark again and the ring is empty. The scene switches to Team Fairtex watching the SWAT Streaming Network and the chaos that has been occurring during the show.)

Tong Fairtex: "Why would the KGB play around with Psyhotic Goth again when they know he's dangerous when provoked."

(Phantam looks into his gear bag and starts looking through it faster wide eyed.)

Phantam Fairtex: "Did you see that envelope that we had in my gear bag."

Tong Fairtex: "What are you talking about?"

Phantam Fairtex: "You know the envelope that had that stock for the meeting after the show was over."

Tong Fairtex: "What stock."

Phantam Fairtex: "Our SWAT stock. We were supposed to meet the client after the deal was brokered."

Tong Fairtex: "Why did you bring it with you if the meeting was after our match a the hotel restaurant where everyone is staying."

Phantam Fairtex: "I thought it would have been safer."

Tong Fairtex: "Anything else missing."

(Phantam looks shocked.)

Phantam Fairtex: "Our money is gone."

Tong Fairtex: "You didn't bring our money with you did you."

(Phantm looks sheepishly.)

Tong Fairtex: "Terrific Psychotic Goth and Vampira are running around with our money and our stock."

Phantam Fairtex: "It was in a secured metal box and he manages to steal it."

Tong Fairtex: "Well there goes a profitable deal with the client. Right now we have to deal with our tag team opponents RDS2020 and Rayzor."

Phantam Fairtex: "Who are they."

Tong Fairtex: "I think I remember RDS 2020. He must be the same RDS aka Rage Dave from the old Hardkore World days and SWAT in it's early days too."

Phantam Fairtex: "You know him."

Tong Fairtex: "I remember him when I was starting out in Hardkore World and he was an excellent singles and tag and six-man champion. He was one of the greats in both promotions. Tonight we get to face him and his tag team partner Rayzor in the ring."

Phantam Fairtex: "Unusual combination for a team."

Tong Fairtex: "That makes for an interesting tag team match and that's what makes tag team wrestling interesting."

Phantam Fairtex: "Kind of like our experience in XPW when we ran into those flukes who upset us for our XPW World Tag Team Championships. They used every damned trick in the book to steal victories from us until we got our revenge on them to start our second reign."

Tong Fairtex: "Then they screwed us for a second time on a technicality and after a not so memorable run with that loser Trendkiller, whom we suspected was behind our firing and never answered our demands to know why he did it."

Phantam Fairtex: "Then we defeated The Royal family of Jewel and Hells Bouncer and held the SWAT World Tag Team Championships and we defeated everyone until the old geezer society of Rally 'Fatass' Jackson and Penguin Mask had two fluke victories. Then those old freaks of nature decided to make sure they got title matches with each other proving how scared they are of us and everyone else in SWAT."

Tong Fairtex: "That's because they think any SWAT Championship is a joke because they think one of them whines and they decide to give them a championship belt to pacify those assholes. Like I said they think championship reigns are a joke that they can pass around. Well championship shots are earned and not given old men."

Phantam Fairtex: "Now RDS2020 and Rayzor now is your shot to prove yourselves worthy of SWAT's attention. Now's your shot to prove you can be great and championship material again just like you were in Hardkore World and SWAT. This is your opportunity to prove yourselves against the former tag team championships."

Tong Fairtex: "Now let's talk about reservations and how long your stay shall be. You see ever since we returned there seems to be a revolving door when it comes to tag team wrestling teams. Let's look at the losers who were part of the....ahem....tag team scene. There was the CCS aka Capital Car Syndicate or whatever they were called. They beat a bunch of old men in the Anzac Cup in 2017 but we kickd their asses. One of them came back briefly but ran off by Lynn Brewster when she was in charge."

Phantam Fairtex: "Oh how pathetic indeed."

Tong Fairtex: "Then there was Better Than Sex made up of Triple V an that organ grinding dance monkey he called a son. Yeah they defeated us
by using a death threat against the referee and look what happened in the end. Triple V and that son of his disappeared."

Phantam Fairtex: "Shame...Shame.....and Shame."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah and then there's the Mutant hating morons who thought they deserved title matches and look what's happened. They were a royal flash in the pan."

Phantam Fairtex: "Oh they may be wishing they weren't whining pieces of trash."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah they disappeared. Then there's the Cafeteria Gang of Lunchbox Larry and Kirby, who could be conserved the wrestling answer to the Bayside High Gang."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah they were a rising team but they flamed out because they lost to the old geezers called The Stylistics. They took their lunchboxes and trays and ran away."

Tong Fairtex: "Now we can keep going on and one but we won't since we have some good potential teams which include you RDS2020 and Rayzor. There's plenty of potential when it comes to your team. We know with you RDS2020 you can probably give us a good match and that's what we expect from you. So with that said and done we'll bring our A-game and you'll bring your A-game and that's what we expect from you. Don't disappoint since the ringsiders have great expectations or this match. We won't disappoint because we're 'The Team of the Future' and 'The Excellence Personified and most of all a Tag Team Fighting Machine. Let's go and get our ring business over with."

Phantam Fairtex: "Let's do it bro."

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

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Armand von Krauss is in his office with Bruno sitting in front of his desk when the door is thrown open and Gabriel Tuck walks into the room, looking all disheveled with bruising starting to show around his throat.

Tuck: That son of a bitch got the drop on me! I want permission to put a mother fucking bullet between his mother fucking eyes!

Armand just chuckles, lighting himself an Egyptian cigarette.

Von Krauss: Relax, Gabriel. You were there just to cause a distraction is all. It didn’t really matter if you beat him or he beat you. All you had to do was get him into the ring for awhile. You did that so that Bill could accomplish his mission.

Armand pulls an envelope out from a desk drawer with a grin.

Tuck: Then, where’s Bill?

Von Krauss: Bill? Bill went on vacation with all the money he stole from Psychotic Goth. I doubt we will see him again since he was on his way to Mexico.

Gabriel eyes the envelope.

Tuck: You open it yet?

Armand hands over the envelope to Gabriel.

Von Krauss: Since you put forth the most effort here in distracting Goth, I thought I would give you the honor of opening it.

Gabriel raises an eyebrow as he accepts the envelope.

Tuck: If it’s stock, you gonna buy it from me?

Von Krauss: Why not? I’ll give you a fair value of the stock if that’s what it is.

Tuck: Then, I hope it’s a lot of stock, boss. What’s this scribble on the envelope?

Armand looks at it for a moment and waves it off with his cigarette.

Von Krauss: Warding sigils if you believe those kinds of things. Goth is insane.

Gabriel opens the envelope and the sigils flare up, sending a fireball into Gabriel’s face. He drops the envelope to the desk and covers his eyes.

Tuck: My eyes! FUCK! My eyes! I can’t fucking see!

Armand picks the envelope up, removing the contents, and laughing.

Von Krauss: The effect will wear off, but it will take at least a day. This is ten percent stock of SWAT. You will get your money for getting the stock for me.

Gabriel has calmed down, his eyebrows are gone and the skin around his eyes is all burnt.

Tuck: That sounds like more than enough of a reward. Thank you, boss. If you need anything else at all from me tonight. Ask Sticky, Hehehe, or Hahaha.

Von Krauss: Thank you. They might be called upon at the end of the night when depending on what goes on in the main event. Bruno, you ready to strike down El Combatiente?

Bruno pounds his chest with a growl.

Bruno: He’s puny when compared to me. I’ll outpower him with ease and snap his spine. If that’s what it takes to keep my friend safe.

Von Krauss: That’s what it takes.

Bruno: Then, that’s what will be done.

The scene fades to black and then goes to Bill the Roadie who is speeding away from the arena. He has Psychotic Goth’s ring bags in the back seat that are filled with cash. An unknown thousands of dollars.

Bill: Whoo hoo!

[edwarddubin0604]

(The Roadie is speeding don a deserted road not looking at the road and bumps into something and in shock stops the car yards away. He looks back and sees hat looks like a body with a frightened look on his face not realizing someone just came up to him. The Roadie turns around and sees a dark figure in a red robe.)

Roadie: "Who are you?"

(Another figure walks up to him and both cover the doors preventing him from escaping.)

Roadie: "Who are you?"

(The two figures remove their hoods revealing Psychotic Goth and Vampira.)

Psychotic Goth: "Surprise!"

Vampira: "You did exactly what we expected you to do but it was for nothing."

Roadie: "You're....You're lying! I saw the envelope and it was the stock certificates......"

(Psyhotic Goth laughs demonically and Vampira lets out a hiss scaring the Roadie as Psychotic Goth takes out an envelope and the Roadie is both shocked and frightened)

Psychotic Goth: "Yes Roadie or is it Bill. I had it on me all along and as for the money it was all counterfeit money and so perfect too that even you couldn't tell the difference. Oh what trouble you are in Bill."

Vampira: "We'll just take this stock certificate back to it's actual owners and if you see Armand von Krauss tell him that the certificate he has is fake and that I have the money. Oh and since this money is counterfeit I hope you enjoy the Mexican prisons since they just hate funny money."

(The Roadie takes the money ad throws it out of the car and drives away frightened and glad he just escaped them.)

Vampira: "Now to return the money to Team Fairtex since it was all real bills anyway but Armand and company won't be enjoying the fact that certificate's going to burn up along with the office. I warned that I would curse them and I always keep my word."

Psychotic Goth: "Wait until they find out we have the money and their stock. We're going to enjoy seeing the looks on their faces when they see I have their ten percent of SWAT. Too bad Armand he's going to have to find a new way that doesn't involve stealing my SWAT Hardcore Television Championship."

(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging back his head revealing his pale handsome goth ike looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "Once again you tried the patience of 'The King of the Goths' and once again you played the fool again. Oh and since you now realize that certificate is...How can I say it.....ten percent burned right up. Please just give up Armand and be a bit player instead of the fool. It's going to be a failure. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make sure hell comes don on you."

(The scene slowly fades to black.)

[frostbite]

Earlier in the day...

Plenty of people beeping their car horns as traffic seems to be at a stand still here in downtown Toronto. An old bald headed gentleman who is among many stick in this particular traffic jam is in a blue taxi, wearing a Toronto Blue Jay jersey as you can see he is clinching down on his teeth grinding down on them so much, that they might all fall out of his mouth. He continues to beep the horn as it appears that an older gray haired grandmother is driving well like an old woman no pun intending, she has on a green sweater, with her foot for what appears is on the brakes, as she is moving quite slow.

Cab driver.. Hey, you old bat get put your foot on the pedal and get to moving.

The old lady stick her head out of the window as she looks at the cab driver and flips him off.

Old lady.. I can not move, you dumb ass. Can you not see we are caught in a traffic jam.

The old lady sticks her head back in the window as she follows suit and beeps on her car horn as just lays on it.

A couple miles away we reach a large hotel right smack in the middle of downtown Toronto, as we see a young bellhop wearing a red blazer, with tan slacks as he is opening the front door for a young short black haired lady wearing a black top, with match mini skirt, and black high heel shoes. She nods her head to say thank you to the young bellhop, who nods back. However we stick out heads back outside as he move up several floors, as we get to the very top floor of this hotel. We take a peak through the window of this room, and for the record we are not some peeping Tom.

The room for first glance appears to be maybe a master suite, first look we see a king size bed, where the sheets are quite the mess. Not too far from the bed we see a crack coming from another room, it appears to be steam as someone must be taking a hot shower, as well by you can hear the water running. As we continue to look throughout the suite, we see a large plate on a brown table. This suite is so huge that it has an living room in it. A black leather sofa, and that plate right in front of it. But what is on that plate certainly make our mouth water. There is a thick and juicy rib eye steak, the juice from that 12 ouch steak is running all over the plate. Right next to that steak is a baked potato where there is only butter on it, as the butter is slowly dripping down from the skin and onto the plate as well.

As we look upon the brick covered wall, where the television is mounted we see someone appears to be watching Rocky 3, yes there where Clubber Lang aka Mister T is in. We reach the seen where Apollo Creed has just bought Rocky to Los Angeles. Apollo walks into his old gym the one he has trained in for many years. Rocky along with Adrena and his brother in law Paulie. The fighters in the gym stop as they are shocked to see the former champion Rocky walk in there. Some have that intense look in their eyes.

Apollo.. You see their look in their eyes Rock.

The camera focus on a few fighters in there.

Apollo.. I train hard Rock, but I did not have that look, you had it, and you won. Got to get that look back.. Eye of the Tiger, he repeats it. Come on let's go.

Voice.. I love that part in this movie.

We look behind us as we see a pair of hands with a fork in one hand and a knife in the other. They are cutting a piece of the steak, as the juice just continues to drip on the plate. We watch as the piece of steak slowly goes up and straight into someone mouth as they are chewing down, and enjoying every bite. We zoom back as we see a young short blonde hair gentleman wearing a blue hoodie with blue jeans. The young man shallows that piece, as they get ready to grab them another piece by realize that somebody is in the room with them. They reach over across the table and grab the remote and cut off the television. We see that it is Frostbite.

Frostbite.. You like the place. I must thank Armand for hooking me up here. Something about he invested in this place years ago and it is booming. That I can certainly see. But Armand did not have to do it at all.

Frostbite looks around.

Frostbite.. My buddy is not with me, Bruno as he prepares for his fight later on against El Combatiente. A match that I am sure the big guy will handle KGB business and rip off his head. Armand was trying to do the man a favor by getting him to join the best damn stable in this company. It would have put more money in his pocket. It would have been better than anything he could dream of. But he turned us down and look what happen. It cost him the television title. I guess some people must learn the hard way. Bruno, will make him wish he would have taken the offer.

He cuts off another piece of steak.

Frostbite.. This week, another day at the office. A six man tag team match involving the new World tag team champions, myself and Armand and your partner Eddie D, against Tuxedo Mask, Johnnie Valentine and Rally our World Champion. I find the humor this match build up to this. Can Johnnie get the Society back on track? Instead of the story being about the KGB bringing gold back to the family, no it is those damn rejects getting the glory and they lost. I just do not get it. I am sure the morons out there are going to bring up the fact that Fierce and Bruno had to come down and help you win those titles. First off you idiots must realize that they were down there to support us nothing more. It also helps to have backup if those idiots from the Society of the New Breed decide to stick there nose in it as well. But you idiots only see what you want to see. That is the problem with you idiots, you cheer for these old the hill farts. I am sure there are a few grannies out there that love Johnnie and his jokes which are not funny. Maybe those same old ladies like Rally out of shape body. It must turn them on, right.

Frostbite eats another piece of steak.

Frostbite., Last week what you saw was the KGB getting back in the saddle and taking control of things around here once again, and this week we will take care of business with the help of the Rengade champion, Eddie D. Tuxedo Mask, I am going to give you credit where it is certainly due. You came out there and fought like a champion, but I can not say same about your partner but you can it everything you had, but it was not good enough. It was not be a lack of effort, because you played the part and did very well, but it was your partner that could not hold up his end of the bargin. Rally let you down. He is suppose to be your partner. You should be able to trust him, but it appears you could not. Tuxedo Mask it is quite sad to see that your talents go to waste with you being the Society's lackey, because that is what you are.

Frostbite gets up and stretching his muscles, as he reaches down and cuts his baked potato in half.

Frostbite.. Johnnie boy. Maybe somebody is onto something around here. Have you lost your touch. Is the Society getting out of control? There was a point where it appeared the Society had all the gold and now you have the World title but how long do you think that is going to last? Not very long. Your boy, Rally can not stop celebrating his win long enough as you see the results he came into last week match not into it and it cost you guys the tag team titles. Great leadership there Johnnie. I guess it was that same leadership that helped you win at war games.

Frostbite snaps his fingers.

Frostbite.. I forgot, it did not. Sure maybe you can look at my betrayal of the team for the lost but it was your poor leadership that was the reason we lost. Now Johnnie, I know Paul and you on camera can not stand each other but that is for show and tell to these idiots called the masses that follow you blindly. Johnnie you and Paul have buddies from day one since your return to this company. Paul has given you ever chance to succeed and do not get me wrong you have done so. But Johnnie the fun is over with. I look forward to getting into the ring with you. I want the world to witness how I can going to beat you within an inch of your life. Think about it, you get every chance to get me back for what I did. It is about time for me to step up and Johnnie show you that your day in the sun is official over with. I look forward to putting your shoulders on that mat for the three count and I want your boys to watch as it will be the KGB that is taking over and for the champ to see what is future hold for him

Frostbite takes a sit back on the sofa.

Frostbite.. Now Rally.. I gave you a very small sample for what lie ahead for you and you could not handle it. I get it, you were still celebrating winning the World title. I know you had been sleeping under for quote sometime and Johnnie and Paul gave you a chance to collect a paycheck and in the process you been allowed to win the Championship, and yes I said allowed to win it. Because from what I saw last week you are simply a poor excuse for being a champion. You see as 8 had stated Paul as allowed you and Johnnie and Syberus to wear the gold, but he will not allow Frostbite to become is champion. But I want for you to hear me very clearly.

You can see the intensity just build up as if he is about to jump right through the screen.

Frostbite.. Rally, Paul and your little worthless group can only keep that title in your hand for so long because it will be mine before you know it. Rally from what I saw last week, it appears you are taking being champion too serious. You party way too much. Do not get me wrong myself and Armand celebrating after winning those tag team titles. Yes we did indulge in a few beers and had a good old time in the land of the rising sun. But you must realize the very next day, Armand was back taking care of business, as he tries to buy this company away from Paul. And well, I was back in the gym at seven in the morning working hard as I try to achieve my goal and that would be taking the gold from around your big waist and it is truly such.

Suddenly as he is leaning back on the sofa, we see a pair of arms wrapping around his chest as Frostbite turns around as we see a young long blonde haired lady wearing a pink robe.

Frostbite.. Was the shower Good?

The young lady leans over as she kisses Frostbite on his forehead.

Frostbite.. What can I do for you? Hungry?

Young lady.. Nope, I am fine. But however, I need you to sign some papers.

Frostbite.. I will be there in a few dear.

The young lady walks away, as Frostbite turns back around, as he picks up his fork and knife as he cuts himself another piece of steak.

Frostbite.. It is always good to know that your girlfriend is your lawyer as well. I do believe I know the contract that she is drawing up. You want to know what it is? Rally it is for you and myself to go one on one for the title. Ah yes I am bull shitting you either Rally. I enjoyed finally winning some gold in this company. I am surprise that Paul allowed us to win the titles. However Rally, it is not what I really came here for. I came here to win the top prize. I told Paul once I came into this company, I was going to burn this bitch to the ground. Winning the world title finishing my mission. After I win the title, I will hold it high over my head and then take a lighter and burn the belt because it will simply become a symbol of what I really believe this place is.

He shakes his head.

Frostbite.. And that is a load of crap. However tonight, gentlemen, starts the beginning of the end, well last week I should say started with the tag team title win, up next it will be a six man win later on, and the cherry on top will be finally winning the title.

The End is Here..

Frostbite gets up as he walks away as the scene fades out.

[SWAT Team]

Andrew Fulton : Up next we have tag team ACTION and Jerry, how loud is this Scotiabank Arena right now? We can barely even hear each other!

Jeremy Tucker : And I’ll count my blessings for that, Fulton, you bastard. But you are absolutely right, man! These Canadian fans KNOW wrestling and they came to see some and they aren’t shy at all when it comes to voicing their appreciation!

Andrew Fulton : I won’t be one to entertain your passive aggressive remarks tonight, Jerry! Tonight is THE night, Jerry! BLAZE FREYA, my FAVORITE superstar on the roster is going to be joining us on commentary!

Jeremy Tucker : WHAT!?

Andrew Fulton : SHE’S GONNA BE IN THAT SEAT RIGHT THERE, JERRY!

Jeremy Tucker : Who approved thi-

Andrew Fulton : SHE’S COMIN’ JERRY!

Jeremy Tucker : And here I was worried about sitting through a match of hers with you…

[“Collapsing” by Demon Hunter hits and thousands in attendance rise to their feet, including Andrew Fulton. Blaze Freya makes her way onto the SWAT Stage for the second time after a long, unexpected absence. ]

Andrew Fulton : SHE’S HEEEREEE!!!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Calm down, please?

[Blaze headbangs with the fans in the front row a bit before confidently strutting her way down the ramp and for the first time ever, she doesn’t enter the ring, but instead, walks around it and sits right on the end next to Andrew, who is smiling way too big. ]

Andrew Fulton : Hi...

Jeremy Tucker : HI!?

Blaze Freya : Um, hello, guys...?

Andrew Fulton : Welcome to the commentary table for the first time, Blaze, we’re VERY excited to have you!

Jeremy Tucker : HE’s very excited. I’m reasonably happy to have you with us tonight. But after all that talking and carrying on about how perfect she is, you lead with HI!?

Andrew Fulton : Shut up, Jerry, we have a match to call!

Jeremy Tucker : No we don’t? They aren’t even close to the ring right now.

Andrew Fulton : Moving on. Blaze, what do you think of the two teams? What made you wanna join us for THIS match?

Blaze Freya : Well, obviously I’m expected to be rooting for the UK guys, right?

Jeremy Tucker : Correct.

Blaze Freya : Wrong! I’m not only rooting for FIGHT:UK, if they don’t win here tonight in their debut? I’ll BlazeBuster those two dancin’ fools myself!

[Dancing Fool plays, drawing the attention of everyone to none other than TJ Souza! He dances out onto the stage with the chair he calls his ‘dance partner’. He’s shortly joined by Brien O.Thomas who stands beside him with a serious expression. ]

Andrew Fulton : THEY’RE HERE!!!

Jeremy Tucker : Would you please stop doing that?

Blaze Freya : See? Look at em, what a joke these two! They’re disrespecting the UK just by sucking this much!

Andrew Fulton : BURN!

Jeremy Tucker : Now now, Blaze, these are two superstars who’ve donated blood, sweat and tears to SWAT!

Blaze Freya : And hopefully they’ll be “donating” a bit more blood and tears tonight, eh smartass? Don’t ever try to correct me.

Andrew Fulton : I love you.

Jeremy Tucker : Huh?

Blaze Freya : What?

Andrew Fulton : O-Z ENTERING THE RING NOW! …

Jeremy Tucker : Right...

[Suddenly, without a theme song or anything, Willard Manchester runs in from outta nowhere, NAILING a spinning heel kick to TJ’s dance partner, which drives the steel chair he is dancing with right into his face busting him open and sending him rolling outside in front of the commentary table. ]

Blaze Freya : AH! Look, Tucker! They DID donate some more blood tonight!

[The bell rings as Willard has a stand-off of some sort with Brien O.Thomas! Meanwhile, Liam Beesley, the larger of the two men, stands at the top of the ramp just watching with an impressed grin.]

Andrew Fulton : My GAWD!

Jeremy Tucker : BRIEN O.THOMAS LOOKING TO ENGAGE BUT ENDS UP LOCKED RIGHT IN THE DRAGON SLEEPER!!!

Blaze Freya : And better yet, his partner, happy feet over here is already laid out! NIGHT, NIGHT!

Andrew Fulton : These men are as intimidating as it gets! It takes a lot to take my focus off of Blaze!

Jeremy Tucker : AND BRIEN IS OUT! The ref is calling for the bell- This one is over!!!

[The bell rings and Willard keeps the hold applied, rolling his eyes back into his head before he releases the limp body of Brien O.Thomas. ]

Blaze Freya : Record time! Haha!!! Couldn’t be any happier, I chose the right match to commentate on, huh? FIGHT:UK! FIGHT:UK! FIGHT:UK!

Andrew Fulton : ANY match is the right match for you, Blaze, join us ANY time!

Jeremy Tucker : … Kiss ass.

[Willard snatches a mic from ringside and begins speaking into it as he sits cross-legged in the middle of the ring. ]

Willard Manchester : TONIGHT… You saw what I can do. NEXT… You see what HE can do!

[Willard points down the ramp at a focussed Liam Beesley.]

[Lucky Linda]

”This is both the hardest part of my job, and the most rewarding” Linda sighs. She is standing at the doorway to a hospital room, she is wearing her Fight the Power t shirt. She takes a deep breath, puts on her brightest smile and walks into the room, a young girl with her head shaved laying in bed see’s who has entered her room and she smiles so excitedly and starts clapping her hands.”



“LINDA! Lucky Linda La Fey!” yells the young fan. She can’t believe it.

“Morgan. Top of the morning to ya.” Linda grins at her new friend. “Are you sure you are Morgan? You look well, real well, I was told to come and meet an unwell young girl, but looking at you, I think I must have the wrong room.” Jokes Linda.

“No! I’m Morgan!” She reassures the former Amazons Champion. “I really am!”

“Ohhh, I know sweetie.” Linda pats Morgan on the cheek softly. “I have read all of your letters you have sent me, I know exactly who you are.”

“You have?” “You do?”

“Come on. What are you doing still laying around in here, let’s get moving, we are going to be late.” Linda starts motioning Morgan to get moving.

“I …. I don’t think I am meant to leave here … the Doctors … they may need me.”

“Doctors?” Asks Linda rhetorically “What do they know? Come on, let’s GO!”

We see Morgan quickly dress and Linda is now wheeling her on a wheelchair down the corridor. Shot changes to them in a car, and then to them walking into an amusement park. Shot of Linda and Morgan going on rides together, and eating cotton candy, ice creams. They are laughing and having the time of their lives. Shot of them placing matching hats on.

Shot switches to them returning to the hospital later that day in Linda’s car.

“I can’t believe Rebecca beat you Linda.” States Morgan.

“It was a shock to me also, but as they say, you can’t win them all. All you can do, and you remember this every day in the hospital, is get back up and fight some more. Its not how many times you get knocked down in this world, it’s how many times you get back up and fight again.”

“I see in Canada you are facing off against Blaze Freya. She is really good, but I think you can take her.”

“She is really good. One of the best. I know I can take her, and I intend to do just that. You know what I like about her, she has spunk. She has “IT”! Many people come and go in this Industry, they all claim to be the one, but very few have IT. IT is that Intangible, a ‘presence.” You walk in a room, and the atmosphere changes. Everyone knows you are there, everyone swarms to you. She has that. Me, I don’t stand out so much. I work hard and then, I work harder. The harder I work, the Luckier I get.”

“I don’t know Linda, when you came in my room this morning, the atmosphere sure did change!” Says Morgan excitedly. “I just know you can beat her.”

“I know it too. Presence and IT factor can only take you so far, then, next minute you are being stretched in the Irish Cloverleaf and eating a Lucky Dip off the top rope.”

“What else is happening in SWAT?” asks Morgan.

“Well, we have a big cage match coming up at Helloween. Three teams of 3 are set to enter it, but I’m flipping that script too, just like I did on Suzi Spitz when I took her win and went on to make it my own and the No Mans Land tourney and two million dollars mine! Just like I did when I stood up to the Tyrant Zoran Sainovich and ran him from the fed! I am flipping that script and entering my own team also, making it 4 teams now in the cell.”

“Wow! Who is going to be on your team?” asks Morgan.

“That I can’t divulge right now sport. Rest assured though, they are some of the biggest names in not only SWAT but the entire XHF!” Linda smiles at Morgan fondly. “Now come on, we got to get you back to your room or else the Doctors will have a search party out looking for us.”

[radu]

(A steel barrier slides shut behind him, as Deathless enters the arena through a loading bay.)

(The Sacrificial Idol is not dressed to work.  Loose clothing and a large hoodie suggest he is sporting some new injuries, and is decked out for comfort.  His sickly pale skin sports a few dozen cuts from the first round of the End of Days.  Walking with a noticeable limp, Radu Matei isn't halfway down the hall, when he is approached by road agent, Sam Burton.)

Burton: Where's your gear, champ?

Radu Matei: I'm not on the books tonight, Sam.

Burton: You sure about that?

(The senior road agent shoots Deathless one of those shit eating grins, the kind that suggests he thinks the Romanian has taken one too many bumps to the head.  It's the typical kind of passive aggressive nonsense you get from middle management.  Given that Sainovic was run out of the company, its amazing how many of the Serbian bastard's hires still remain.  Radu normally likes worms, but he finds Burton to be disrespectful.)

Radu Matei: . . .

Burton: I think you might want to check again.

Radu Matei: You watch the Tribute show, Burton?  My match with Spitz?  That was my farewell to singles competition.  I can't physically take them any more.  It is dangerous for me.  I know it.  The fans know it.  AND MOST IMPORTANTLY Fred and Diane know it.  I am only working tag matches right now, and the last time I checked - my tag partner wasn't welcome here.  So how am I on the card?

Burton: Fred and Diane are out.  Fred got his walking papers Sunday, and Diane got shuffled into merchandise.  Whoever was slotted in for them?  They didn't get the memo that you're only half a wrestler these days.  So you have Fierce tonight.

Radu Matei: Fierce isn't even on the list of KGB I have beef with.  Why am I wrestling Fierce?

Burton: He asked for it.

Radu Matei: He as- HE ASKED FOR IT?  EVEN RISKING MY LIFE, I DON'T HAVE A LOT OF TIME LEFT FOR THE RING.  AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR THIS COMPANY YOU THINK THEY COULD UNDERSTAND MY POSITION.  I DIDN'T THINK I WAS TAKING REQUESTS FROM FUCKING FIERCE.

Burton: So are you going to let the fans down, champ?

Radu Matei: No.  SWAT advertised me, I'm here.  If the fans want me, they got me.  I just hope they don't blink - because I'm not planning to take more than ten seconds to drop Fierce on his fucking head.

(Feeling hurt and betrayed, Deathless stalks off in a dangerous mood.)

(Sam Burton finds this immensely amusing.)

[Venom 🕷]

What time is it? It’s promo time. While some people might hide and change up their routine when a dangerous group like the KGB have them in their crosshairs El Combatiente and Javier are not. They are in their usually spot during the show, standing in front of the XHF and SWAT back drop ready to cut a promo. Per usual Javier stand front and center with El Combatiente to his right standing slightly behind him. Javier is wearing his usual suit and tie even though he looks like he just went twelve rounds with Mike Tyson in his prime. El Combatiente looks as we expect him, except for the first time in weeks he is without a key accessory, the SWAT Television Championship.

Javier: A lot has happened in the last couple weeks. My client was offered an opportunity to join the KGB. It was an opportunity I knew he wouldn’t take and I declined on his behalf. I didn’t even bother to tell him about it because I know my client, I know what he’s say, but Armand and the KGB don’t take no for an answer. That led Armand and his crew to grab me and torture me for information and to convince me to get my client to joined. I have to say it worked. As you all saw at the end of the last Battleground I did just what they wanted and tried to convince my client to side with the KGB and take out Soutter and Linda. I plead with him to dive onto them and keep Armand and his goons off of our back. Just like I expected he did the opposite. He dove from that top rope and took out an entire group of KGB members.

Javier pauses and touches his face tracing the outline of the bruise on his cheek with his fingers.

Javier: You fans out there might think me weak for turning on my clients beliefs and trying to convince him to join the KGB, but you people don’t know what it’s like. You have never been tied to a chair by a man so evil, so vindictive, and so evil like I was during Battleground. He hit me, he had Bruno hit me, he had all of his goons hit me. He threatened my life, the lives of those I love, and then he tortured me in other ways. I stayed strong as long as I could, but I’d say anything or do anything to stop it from happening again. So when I escaped I went immediately to find my client and to convince him to join the KGB, and in doing so I distracted my client and cost him his title.

Javier drops his head in shame and shakes it slightly. It’s only a short time before he raises his head back up tall and continues.

Javier: Even though he lost the title though by the end of the night he was the star again. No one was talking about his loss to Goth, but they were all talking about what he did to the KGB and how he saved Soutter and Linda from a total and complete beat down. By the end of the show what happened to me and his title loss was just a footnote and my client was the star. Now, tonight, he’ll continue to show the KGB he is his own man as he takes out Bruno who...

Just then El Combatiente steps up and cuts his manager off.

El Combatiente: Bruno. Sé que no eres una mala persona. Sé que no eres como Armand. Sé que eres una buena persona atrapada en una mala situación que hace lo que tienes que hacer para sobrevivir y mantener a tu amigo Soutter a salvo. Pero no tienes que seguir haciendo eso. La KGB está ahora en mis pelos de cruz y pondré mi cuerpo en la cola para proteger al Soutter y a cualquier otro que la KGB está apuntando hasta que los derribo. Ahora mismo estás en mi camino para derribarlos. Ahora mismo eres otro ladrillo en la pared que tengo que quitar para colapsarlo. Ya no tienes por qué formar parte de la KGB. Podemos luchar honorable como si nos obligaran contractualmente, pero después de que puedas venir conmigo y estar conmigo junto a Soutter y Linda. Puedes dejar de ser un ladrillo en la pared y ser parte de la tripulación de lucha libre. No tiene por qué ser así, Bruno.
(Bruno. I know you are not a bad person. I know you are not like Armand. I know you are a good person who is stuck in a bad situation who is just doing what you have to do to survive and keep your friend Soutter safe. You don’t have to keep doing that though. The KGB is in my cross hairs now and I will put my body on the line to protect Soutter and anyone else the KGB is targeting until I take them down. Right now you are in my way in taking them down. Right now you’re another brick in the wall that I need to remove to collapse it. You don’t have to be a part of the KGB anymore. We can fight honorable like we are contractually obligated, but after you can come with me and stand with me along side Soutter and Linda. You can stop being a brick in the wall and instead be a part of the wrestling crew. It doesn’t have to be this way Bruno.)

Javier: That was for you Bruno. I could translate all that and tell you what my client wants you to know, but unfortunately I’m not as understanding and forgiving as my client. These bruises on my face, the ribs that I have cracked, they might not all be directly you fault, and you may have been only following orders, they are because of you. So if you, Bruno, want to know what my client said and what he offered you better find the SAP button on your remote and play it back because this translation is broken due to your abuse. If you figure it out, though, and take my client up on his offer I’ll be a little upset because I’m looking forward to my client paying you back tonight for what you did to me. I hope you don’t even see this because I want my client to drop you on your neck, and when you’re down I want to grab myself a chair and send a message to the KGB with my own hands.

Javier raises and clenches his fist and El Combatiente mimics him but looking much more intimidating and we cut back to the arena.

[RDS 2020]

[The scene opens with Warren. W. Webber standing beside RDS, just outside of his locker room in the arena. RDS is dressed in his ring gear but is sporting a SWAT T-Shirt and the “Big Gold” World Heavyweight Championship belt over his left shoulder.]

Warren. W. Webber: “Did you see the comments from Team Fairtrex about you earlier tonight at all, do you have any thoughts on what they said on your match tonight?”

RDS: “Tong Fairtrex was very complimentary about what I achieved in Hardkore World and what I had done in the business years previous which is a refreshing change for the sport. You see me and my man Rayzor we go back a long way to when we were rivals in old promotions such as UCW. 2002 seems like a lifetime ago but we traded championships when we first started out and had a degree of success in our careers on our own. Rayzor picked up the phone and called me back here, but to be honest I never had any intention to come back until I got that call.”

[RDS smiles as he thinks about his past achievements in wrestling, but his smile changes to a sterner look as he turns to face the camera once more]

RDS: “Hardkore World is an interesting subject to me, that was once one of the top promotions in the world which fell off the face of the earth suddenly. I see a lot of the old guard from there are still active here. I just wonder why they had such a mercenary attitude to that promotion that they would sit back and watch it die the way they did after years of dedication. That shows you the mercenary attitude of some of these wrestlers, it’s all about them and not the sport but I am happy to see that these guys, Team Fairtrex seem to have a good knowledge of the business, and respect for the sport. Maybe the business will be in better hands with guys like these rather than the likes of Syberus and co. from yesteryear where they made it all about them. “

[RDS laughs]

Warren. W. Webber: “Do you know much about Team Fairtrex? How much research have you done going into the match?”

RDS: “I must be honest, Team Fairtrex are new to me and that is fine. The business changes, it evolves but at least so far, they are showing me the proper respect, the sport of wrestling the proper respect and to me that is what is most important. This promotion is about tradition, its about honour and I am here to be the living body of that, to be the body of that ideal.”

[RDS turns to the title belt over his shoulder to give it a quick glance before facing the interviewer once more.]

Warren. W. Webber: “If you haven’t done any research, how have you prepared for the match tonight? Where is Rayzor?”

RDS: “I have been training hard since my last match, I have a few niggles, a few problems but ultimately, I am feeling good, I am in good shape despite what many will claim. Rayzor is in good shape, he is a winner and has a record to back that up. I am sure he can speak for himself though and I look forward to hearing his comments later tonight.”

Warren. W. Webber: “I notice your still carrying that World Championship belt which we know was once the main title in the old UCW promotion, many have criticized the fact you have re-activated that belt and declared yourself as the Worlds Champion with such a length period away from wrestling.”

[RDS uses his arm to hold onto his World Championship belt tighter ready to address the question.]

RDS: “People on the internet may be criticizing the fact I have declared myself the World Heavyweight Champion but the truth is I did everything to earn this title, this championship and I still held the physical belt after SCW dropped the ball on UCW after a failed merger years back. If anyone is good enough to take it from me, so be it, it is an unbranded world title, I could defend it here or anywhere in the world. I am the first world's champion in that regard and I am not scared of anyone who may face me for the belt because if they can beta me they will have earned that title, that tradition and I just hope they will honour it as I have, and not use it as a stepping stone to promote themselves.”

[RDS turns to face the camera, now in full old school promo mode.]

RDS: “Well we have had “champions” in the past who have lost world titles and have immediately quit the promotion as a result and that’s something we desperately need to move away from in this business. That is why I am here at SWAT to fight for tradition, that is why I am teaming with Rayzor to honour that tradition and the values we share in this business.

Team Fairtrex I look forward to our contest tonight, I look forward to testing my skills against the new generation and I sincerely hope you continue to show respect for the honour and tradition of the sport of professional wrestling. Be the best you can be, do your duty as wrestlers, show loyalty to your promotions, and put the sport above yourselves and you will have every success.”

[RDS turns and walks away from Warren. W. Webber, heading off camera as the scene fades out to the next segment on TV]

[Jonnie Valentine]

(Open up on "How Aboot That?" a local talk show on the CBC. Two men and a woman sit on stools on the set with three empty stools next to them) 

Darryl McKenzie: Hello, and welcome to How Aboot That? Here on the CBC, I'm your host Darryl McKenzie...Go Leafs! (chuckles) 

Michelle Souray: Bonjour et bienvenue dans How Aboot That? Ici à CBC, je suis votre animateur Darryl McKenzie ...Allez les Leafs!

Darryl McKenzie: And my beautiful host as always is Dominique Leclair, welcome Dominique. 

Michelle Souray: Ma belle hôte comme toujours est Dominique Leclair, bienvenue Dominique.

Dominique LeClair: Thank you, Darryl and may I just say Go Habs! 

Michelle Souray: Merci Darryl, et permettez-moi de dire, Allez les Canadiens!

Darryl McKenzie: (chuckles) Alright, alright let's not start that again. My keester isn't healed from the last time they played. 

Michelle Souray: D'accord, d'accord, ne recommençons pas. Mon bout n'est pas guéri de la dernière fois qu'ils ont joué.

Darryl McKenzie: And finally, to my left is Michelle Souray, our legally obligated French translator. 

Michelle Souray: Et enfin, à ma gauche se trouve Michelle Souray, notre traductrice française légalement obligée.

Darryl McKenzie: But even if you weren't legally obligated...

Michelle Souray: But I am.

Darryl McKenzie: Sure, but we would still have you on. 

Michelle Souray: Merci. 

Darryl McKenzie: Boy howdy it is already gettin pretty nippy out there this morning. I got up and said jeez louise, is it October or January, ya know? 

Michelle Souray: Zut alores, il fait déjà assez froid ce matin. Je me suis levé et j'ai dit Jésus, Louise, c'est octobre ou janvier, tu sais?

Dominique LeClair: Oui, but it is not like October of 92. 

Michelle Souray: Oui, mais ce n'est pas comme Octobre 92.

Darryl McKenzie: Oh sure, not like 92. Oh no. That was a cold one there. Our first guests will be wrestling this weekend at The Scotiabank Arena right here in Toronto, please welcome The Society of the New Breed!

Michelle Souray: Oh bien sûr, pas comme 92. Oh non. C'était froid là-bas. Nos premiers invités s'affronteront ce week-end à la Scotiabank Arena ici même à Toronto, veuillez souhaiter la bienvenue à la Society of the New Breed!

(The audience applauds as "The Official" Jonnie Valentine, Tuxedo Mask and "The Golden God" Rally Jackson walk out and sit in their stools) 

Darryl McKenzie: Welcome Gentleman. 

Michelle Souray: Bienvenue les hommes. 

"The Official" Jonnie Valentine: Thank you, Darryl. Great to be here. 

Michelle Souray: Merci, Darryl. Super d'être ici.

Rally Jackson: I give the spread in the waiting room a four.  Less celery and more chocolate covered cheese next time please.  Oh sorry.  "Por favor."

Michelle Souray: Je donne la propagation dans la salle d'attente un quatre. Moins de céleri et plus de fromage enrobé de chocolat la prochaine fois. Oh pardon. "S'il vous plaît."

Dominique LeClair: How are you liking Toronto? 

Michelle Souray: Comment aimez-vous Toronto?

Rally Jackson: The strip clubs are reasonably priced and the women are a little more willing to do the weird stuff.  First time I made it through a trip without getting pepper sprayed.

Michelle Souray: Les clubs de strip-tease sont à des prix raisonnables et les femmes sont un peu plus disposées à faire des trucs bizarres. La première fois que j'ai fait un voyage sans me faire asperger de poivre.

Jonnie Valentine: Oh we're loving it. I haven't been here since we had to pick up Tux when he got on the wrong plane when we were flying to France. 

Michelle Souray: Oh nous adorons ça. Je ne suis pas venu ici depuis que nous avons dû prendre un smoking alors qu'il était dans le mauvais avion alors que nous volions pour la France.

Tuxedo Mask: I loved my time in Other France. I love all your great monuments. Your A & W Burger. Your S'barro's Pizza, and your duty free shops. 

Michelle Souray: J'ai adoré mon séjour en Autre France. J'adore tous vos grands monuments. Votre A & W Burger. Votre Pizza S'barro, et vos boutiques hors taxes.

Rally Jackson: He never left the airport. 

Michelle Souray: Il n'a jamais quitté l'aéroport.

Darryl McKenzie: You boys got in quite the kerfuffle with those KGB fellers there, eh? Took your tag titles, and that big Eddie guy caused a whole bunch of trouble with Rally and Radu Matei. Now you get a chance at some payback at The Scotiabank Arena this weekend. 

Michelle Souray: Vous, les gars, vous vous êtes mis dans le pétrin avec ces abatteurs du KGB, hein? A pris vos titres de balises, et ce gros gars d'Eddie a causé beaucoup de problèmes avec Rally et Radu Matei. Vous avez maintenant une chance de récupérer votre argent à la Scotiabank Arena ce week-end.

Jonnie Valentine: Look Eddie has a severe allergy to not getting attention. It's the air that he breathes. He thought he could hide behind Big Trent and take potshots at me, but then we ran Trent out of town. 

Michelle Souray: Ecoutez, Eddie a une allergie grave à ne pas attirer l'attention. C'est l'air qu'il respire. Il pensait qu'il pouvait se cacher derrière le grand Trent et me prendre des coups de feu, mais ensuite nous avons chassé Trent de la ville.

Tuxedo Mask: I hear he's the hottest director in the Kansas City bad lesbian porn scene. 

Michelle Souray: J'ai entendu dire qu'il était le réalisateur le plus en vogue de la mauvaise scène porno lesbienne de Kansas City.

Rally Jackson:  I'm glad we can all sit and make jokes about it now.  It was hilarious losing the tag team titles and enduring the entire locker room sans the Society of the New Breed coming out.  I haven't felt teamed up on so badly by wrestlers since I went to the Golden Corral the same night as Trent Jones and Eddie D.

Michelle Souray: Je suis content que nous puissions tous nous asseoir et faire des blagues à ce sujet maintenant. C'était hilarant de perdre les titres par équipe et d'endurer tout le vestiaire sans la sortie de la Society of the New Breed. Je ne me suis pas senti si mal fait équipe par les lutteurs depuis que je suis allé au Golden Corral le même soir que Trent Jones et Eddie D.

Jonnie Valentine: So The Brothers of Mediocrity are no more, and so Run-In Eddie has to find a new group to hide behind. But there's gotta be someone better than the KGB, Ed. We spent all of 2019 decimating them until they are the shattered group that you see before you. You might finally be the head guy of a crew, but head of what? Frosty? Fierce? It reads like a who's who of guys I beat. 

Michelle Souray: Donc les Frères de la Médiocrité ne sont plus, et donc Run-In Eddie doit trouver un nouveau groupe pour se cacher. Mais il doit y avoir quelqu'un de meilleur que le KGB, Ed. Nous avons passé toute l'année 2019 à les décimer jusqu'à ce qu'ils deviennent le groupe brisé que vous voyez devant vous. Vous pourriez enfin être le chef d'équipe d'un équipage, mais le chef de quoi? Glacial? Féroce? Il se lit comme un qui est qui des gars que j'ai vaincus.

Dominique LeClair: Oui, but what about his bat? He hits the bags with it so hard, so forceful. They close the gym, and he still hits this bag. They come in zee morning, and he is curled up with this bat. It is so sad. 

Michelle Souray: Oui, mais qu'en est-il de sa chauve-souris? Il frappe les sacs avec si fort, si fort. Ils ferment le gymnase, et il frappe toujours ce sac. Ils viennent le matin et il est recroquevillé avec cette chauve-souris. C'est tellement triste.

Jonnie Valentine: For all I care, he can bring the bat. He can bring Trent's ghost men. He can even bring Goth Girl and her pointy nipples. It won't help him any more than Trent or wearing biker clothes ever did. 

Michelle Souray: Pour tout ce que je tiens, il peut apporter la chauve-souris. Il peut amener les hommes fantômes de Trent. Il peut même apporter Goth Girl et ses tétons pointus. Cela ne l'aidera pas plus que Trent ou porter des vêtements de motard ne l'a jamais fait.

Darryl McKenzie: Rally Jackson, you were the SWAT World Champion and tag team champion, and now James Fierce and Frostbite took the tag belts away. Is the sign that it's starting to slip away? 

Michelle Souray: Rally Jackson, vous étiez le champion du monde SWAT et le champion par équipe, et maintenant James Fierce et Frostbite ont emporté les ceintures. Le signe est-il en train de disparaître?

Rally Jackson: There's an old proverb.  "You can't sell dope forever."  I also wanted to thank you for having us on the show, but also thank Jonnie Valentine for bringing us along.  He doesn't usually do that.  Silver lining to members getting injured i guess.

Michelle Souray: Il y a un vieux proverbe. "Vous ne pouvez pas vendre de la drogue pour toujours." Je voulais aussi vous remercier de nous avoir accueillis dans l'émission, mais aussi remercier Jonnie Valentine de nous avoir accompagnés. Il ne fait généralement pas ça. Doublure d'argent aux membres blessés je suppose. 

Jonnie Valentine: Oh come on, Rally, it's not like that...

Michelle Souray: Oh allez, Rallye, ce n'est pas comme ça ...

Tuxedo Mask: ご招待いただきありがとうございます.

Michelle Souray: (confused in French) ??????????????

Tuxedo Mask: Sorry, I thought you were able to translate.

Michelle Souray: Only between French and English, because I'm legally mandated to do that.  Interestingly enough, Chinese is the third most spoken language in Canada.

Tuxedo Mask: I'm Japanese.

Michelle Souray: Whatever.

Tuxedo Mask: Speaking of proverbs, isn't there one about mentioning the Hart Foundation any time we promo in Canada or is that not a thing?

Michelle Souray: En parlant de proverbes, n’y en a-t-il pas un qui parle de mentionner la Fondation Hart chaque fois que nous faisons de la promotion au Canada ou n’est-ce pas une chose?

Jonnie Valentine: Nah, they canceled that royalty deal.

Michelle Souray: Non, ils ont annulé cette entente de redevances.

Dominique LeClair: Tuxedo Mask, I see you have been looking at me this entire time. if I may be so bold, may I have this dance? 

Michelle Souray: Masque de Smoking, je vois que tu me regardes tout ce temps. si je peux être si audacieux, puis-je avoir cette danse?

Darryl McKenzie: What?

Michelle Souray: Quoi?

Tuxedo Mask: Why I thought you'd never ask. 

Michelle Souray: Pourquoi je pensais que tu ne me demanderais jamais.

(Music swells, and Tuxedo Mask and Dominque LeClair slowly waltz around the studio. The studio audience roars while Jonnie and Rally applaud) 

Darryl McKenzie: You never know quite what's gonna happen here on What's That Aboot? Join us tomorrow when Ellen Page will give us some fun Canadian Thanksgiving recipes, and Mike Myers explains his rise and terrible downfall that he's still experiencing! Thank you and see you tomorrow on What's That Aboot? 

Michelle Souray: Vous ne savez jamais vraiment ce qui va se passer ici sur What's That Aboot? Rejoignez-nous demain quand Ellen Page nous donnera quelques recettes amusantes de Thanksgiving au Canada, et Mike Myers explique son ascension et sa terrible chute qu'il vit encore! Merci et à demain sur What's That Aboot?

(The audience applauds as Tuxedo Mask and Dominque LeClair continue their sensual waltz in front of the guests)