The Show: Episode 2 [April 13th, 2015]

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INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM - CONFERENCE ROOM EVENING

We are inside of one of the large conferences rooms of the Steel Mill Auditorium. It is the same room that we found our Wrestletown Executive Committee at the beginning of Episode One; the conference room is clearly becoming the go to gathering place for last minute planning sessions.

This time around, we again find Wrestletown Founder, DEAN WILLARD, General Manager BOBBY MCVEIGH, and Assistant General Manager CLAYTON COBB.

Also in the room is the topic of conversation, Director of Public Relations and current public relations nightmare herself, SAMANTHA PAVAK.

DEAN WILLARD

We need an apology. A public apology.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

Why does she need to apologize?

DEAN WILLARD

Because that's what people do when the fuck up-- they apologize.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

She didn't fuck up.

SAMANTHA PAVAK

I did fuck up.

Bobby turns quickly to Samantha.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

Quiet, Sam. Dean, tell me what she did that's so bad.

Dean chuckles, although it is not the most jovial chuckle.

DEAN WILLARD

Bobby, please tell me you are joking, or posturing, or
something. Please tell me that this is all for show, and
that you really do have an appreciation for what Sam did.
I mean, even she seems to acknowledge she fucked up.

BOBBY MCVEIGH
The way I see it, she doing her job. She was recruiting--
and a highly decorated superstar at that. I mean, you
got wrestlers out there pulling their pants down and
shining their ass on national television--

DEAN WILLARD
Love it--

BOBBY MCVEIGH
You've got wrestlers fighting to win a date with
a women locked in a cage... and you're worried
about some harmless Tweet from Sam-- which
was done in the spirit of locking down some talent.

Dean pulls out a piece of paper. He begins to read it.

DEAN WILLARD

"Also, CarterinHolston-- that's Carter Hayes, mind
you-- is here. This is a chance for you to to gain
closure. Without closure you can go insane..."

BOBBY MCVEIGH
Dean, she--

DEAN WILLARD

Oh wait, there's more. "Trust me, I know
what it's like to have someone leave you,
but he's resurfaced and I'm fine."

Dean puts down the paper.

DEAN WILLARD

You see, Bobby, the difference between Sam and
those other examples you gave is that Shawn Cage,
Kolin Daires, Calvin Kendrick-- they are the talent,
so their drama belongs in front of the camera. She's
the director of public fucking relations, and it makes
it look like the inmates are running the asylum.

Dean packs up his papers, puts them into his folder.

DEAN WILLARD

She's gonna apologize tonight, and then she's gonna
take a leave of absence from her duties as Public
Relations Director-- at least through the Pay Per
View-- so that we can all sort some things out.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS

Bobby McVeigh storms out of the conference room, outside awaits Chris Shields, Robbie McKay, and Ian Echo who is standing behind Radek Dayz and Laila Arshad. They all stare in his direction.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

What do you lot want?

CHRIS SHIELDS

Sir, Mr. McVeigh we are here to discuss—

Ian Echo coughed, and then interrupted Shields from saying anything any further.

IAN ECHO

Mr. McVeigh, we are here to discuss tonight’s fatal

four way stipulation. The death match that I have

planned tonight.

Bobby McVeigh shakes his head.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

I don’t have time for this.

ROBBIE MCKAY

Does this mean you are keeping it a death
match tonight then?

CHRIS SHIELDS

It states in my contract, and as I
believe Mr. McKay too, that neither of us

signed up for the hardcore division.

Bobby McVeigh massaged his forehead.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

No death match tonight.

IAN ECHO

Sir, Mr. McVeigh this is no fair – The
hardcore division is—

BOBBY MCVEIGH

NO, death match – Now if you will excuse me,

I have other things I must attend too.

With that Bobby McVeigh walked off. Chris Shields and Robbie McKay both nodded at the news, and both gave Echo a glance of satisfaction. Both men walked off in opposite ways. Ian Echo stood, face had turned red from the news.

IAN ECHO

MOTHER—

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS
The footage returns ring side, where inside the ring Ethan Wolfe and Vladimir Vishnevsky have been going back and forth in a grueling match. At this stage in the match, the final stages Ethan Wolfe has been; well you could say having his way with the Assassin.

JESSE BARNES (OS)

Vladimir Vishnevsky has been impressive, showing off

his skill tonight, but it sure don’t look good for him now.

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)

You could say that again.

JESSE BARNES (OS)

Evan Wolfe in these last few minutes has really taking

it up a notch. Really showing the booking and the fans,

that he is here to compete in Wrestletown.

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)

Evan Wolfe with the clothesline sending Vladimir over

the top rope!

JESSE BARNES (OS)

What is Wolfe doing now?

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)

SUICIDE DIVE!

Evan Wolfe leaped over the top rope, and landed on top of Vladimir, who had just managed to stand back up on his feet. Inside the ring the referee screamed at both men to bring the action back into the ring, as Evan Wolfe pushed his hair back out of his eyes and pulled Vladimir to his feet. Wolfe spun around to his back; locking his arms around the Assassin waist and completed a back body drop. The referee began counting both men out.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)

Discretionary Involvement! Evan Wolfe connected

with his trademark Superkick.

FIVE!

SIX!

Wolfe rolled into the ring, then rolled back out. Breaking the ten count. The referee threatened to disqualify both men. Wolfe rolled back into the ring, taunting Vladimir to re-enter the ring. Vladimir just started to slowly get himself back up, and pull himself into the ring.

JESSE BARNES (OS)

HIGH YEILD!

Wolfe connected with his finisher, and instead of going for a normal respectful pin. Wolfe placed a foot on the chest of the now sleeping Vladimir. The referee dropped to his knees.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell rang, and the referee grabbed Wolfe’s hand, but Wolfe pulled away and raised both arms into the air.

MEADOW LEIGH

And the winner, by pinfall…EVAN WOLFE!

The referee checked on the status of Vladimir, while Evan Wolfe departed the ring after an impressive debut.

JESSE BARNES

Folks, Evan Wolfe is the real deal. This was
a man just a few months ago that was on the verge
of owning the IWA when it closed, and it looks like
he has not skipped a beat, putting on a dominating
performance tonight against Vladimir Vishnevsky.

GUY REYNOLDS
Jesse, I'm getting word that there is something
going on in the concession areas. Apparently
Bianca Davis is making quite the scene.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM - CONCESSION AREA - CONTINUOUS

We pick up in the concession area where Bianca Davis has managed to draw quite a crowd. She is marching in a circle in front of Eloisa's Bakery stand, a bullhorn in one hand that is pressed to her lips, and a picket sign in the other that reads "SAY NO TO BAKED GOODS!"

Bianca is making quite the scene, using the bullhorn to gather the attention of the growing crowd.

BIANCA

You must say no to Eloisa's Bakery, and join me
in ridding them from Holston! They do not care
about you, people, or your physical well being!
All they care about is loading you up with their
carbs and sugar! Is it a wonder that all of
the women in this town look like cows!

Octavia D'Angelo has had enough. She storms out from behind the stand and confronts Bianca.

OCTAVIA

Just what do you think you are doing?

BIANCA

I am sticking up for these weak willed people who
do not have the capacity to make sound decisions
when it comes to their eating habits! At this
point, you may as well change the name of the town
team from the Holston Huskies to the Holston Heifers!

Bianca raises the bullhorn again, continuing to speak to the people.

BIANCA

Think of your children! Think of your children's
children! Do you wanna be a town full of nothing
but pudgy, out of shape losers!?! Say it with me:
"D'Angelo, they must go! D'Angelo, they must go!"

That's it. Octavia reaches out and grabs hold of the bull horn.

OCTAVIA

Give me that!

A tug a war ensues, each woman pulling with all of her might-- that is, until Bianca lets go of the bullhorn and Octavia falls backwards, crashing into the pastry stand. She hits the ground with a thud. Baked goods go flying all over. The coffee carafe that was on the counter is overturned, and there is coffee all over the place.

Bianca pays it now mind. Even without the bullhorn, she continues.

BIANCA

D'Angelo, they must go!
D'Angelo, they must go!

It's at this point that ROSALEE BAKER comes storming onto the scene, spotting her good friend Octavia in a puddle of coffee and pastry crubs. She ushers to her side, kneeling next to her.

ROSALEE

Oh my heavens, what happened
honey? Are you alright?

Octavia looks upset. Roselee looks up at Bianca and that otherwise genteel southern charm gives way to a fire in her eyes.

Rosalee stands up and walks over to Bianca, putting herself within a foot of the Queen B.

ROSALEE

Did you do this?

BIANCA

No need to thank me. Just doing my part
in looking out for the physical
fitness of this God forsaken place.

Rosalee pokes a finger into Bianca's chest.

ROSALEE

I will have you know that the D'Angelos are
the sweetest, most kind-hearted people I know;
and even before I began working with them, I
have been a customer of Eloisa's for years.

Bianca sizes Rosalee up. She smirks.

BIANCA

Well that would explain a lot.

Rosalee puts her hands on her hips.

ROSALEE

And what is that supposed to mean?

BIANCA

Oh nothing. I suppose that Wrestletown needs
its...curvy female wrestlers as well.

Rosalee is speechless.

BIANCA

Now if you'll excuse me, all this
drama has made me flushed. I need to
go calm down before my main event.

Bianca struts off.

We catch up in the backstage area as the Holston Hope" C.J. NUCIFORA makes his way into the Steel Mill Auditorium. We track his walk down the wide corridor, and along the way he passes various Wrestletown staff, as well as Wrestletown competitors.

There is much banter coming from a nearby conference room. As C.J. passes the doorway leading into the conference room, we get a glimpse inside, where MARTY SUNSHINE is pacing back and forth, in a tizzy. Seated at the table, looking equally unhappy, is PRISCILLA PRICE. Absorbed in their own dispute, they are aware of C.J.'s presence just outside of the doorway.

PRISCILLA PRICE

No, Marty, I'm not doing it.

MARTY SUNSHINE

You are doing it.

PRISCILLA PRICE

No, I'm not. I'm just not comfortable with any more
meddling. It's about time we left Damian alone. If
you want it done, find someone else to do your bidding.

Things are getting heated. Marty is raising his voice.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Watch it, Priscilla. Who do you think you're talking to?
You just remember where you came from, where you
are, and who got you from there to here. You'll do what
I tell you to, you little two-but tramp, or God so help me, I'll--

C.J. has heard enough. He steps into the conference room.

C.J. NUCIFORA

You'll what?

His presence has taken Marty and Priscilla by surprise. Priscilla, in particular, is trembling in her seat, despondent, near tears.

Marty chuckles at the site of C.J. He steps toward him.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Beat it, kid. This doesn't concern you.

Priscilla turns to C.J.

PRISCILLA PRICE

You don't have to get in--

C.J. NUCIFORA

I think the lady said she wanted no part of

whatever you've got cooking. No means no.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Why don't you--

Marty pokes C.J. in his chest.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Mind your ow-- ow, ow, ow, ow---

C.J. has grabbed Marty's finger as he reached in to poke him, twisting the feisty manager's digit and taking control of the situation leading Marty toward the door.

C.J. gives Marty a swift kick in the ass, sending him out of the conference room into the doorway. C.J. slams the door shut, leaving him and Priscilla alone in the conference room.

C.J. turns to Priscilla.

Outside of the room, Marty is pounding on the door to be let back in.

PRISCILLA PRICE

Thanks for that. Although I don't know
if Marty's a man you wanna piss off.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Maybe. Maybe not. Are you okay?

Priscilla takes a deep breath.

PRISCILLA PRICE

Am I okay? What a question. I'm tired, you know.
I'm tired of the scheming and the manipulation and
the lies. I'm tired of taking direction from a man
obsession with a couple of seemingly endless grudges
that he's been carrying on for so long that I can't
even remember what started them. I'm just...tired.

C.J. smirks.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Well then why don't you just leave him?

The knocking continues. Now it's Priscilla who smirks.

PRISCILLA PRICE

He'd never allow that.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Hold that thought.

C.J. opens the door and raises a fist as if he is about to strike Marty. Marty turns white.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Beat it.

Marty takes off down the hallway.

MARTY SUNSHINE (O.S.)

You haven't heard the last of me!

C.J. shuts the door again, redirecting his attention to Priscilla.

C.J. NUCIFORA

You were saying?

PRISCILLA PRICE

It's a long story.

C.J. looks at his watch.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Well, it seems to me that you've got a couple hours
before your match. Besides, since you seem to be
so "tired" of everything, perhaps a cup off coffee
down the street might wake you up. What do you say?

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS
The scene opens inside the office of Ian Echo, a very angry Ian Echo to be exact. His small closet office, has been turned upside down. His garbage can laid on its side; papers are scattered all over the floor, and his entire desk is empty. All content that previous was on his desk, is now littered across the room.

Laila Arshad holds the hardcore championship over her shoulder, giving Ian Echo a look that she is not pleased with his outburst.

Radek Dayz, has his arms crossed against his chest, leaned up against the wall.

IAN ECHO

He’s trying to ruin me; ruin my division. It

isn’t fair – it is not fair.

LAILA ARSHAD

No point in crying about it.

RADEK DAYZ

Laila’s right, no point in crying about it.

LAILA ARSHAD

Who cares, screw Bobby McVeigh, Chris Shields,

Robbie McKay, and that old wrinkly bastard Matt

Doyle. Who needs them anyways?

Ian Echo smirks, looking back and forth between Radek Dayz and his hardcore champion Laila Arshad. Ian Echo raises his arms above his head, his smile dissipating and turning his hands into fists and slamming them down upon his desk, as he jumps up out of his chair.

IAN ECHO

THAT IS NOT THE POINT!

Ian Echo sat back down in his chair, adjusting his purple bow tie.

IAN ECHO

Tell me – NO – How about explain to me; what

is the point in having power, when every decision

you make – Over thrown? Tell me, how does this

make me look? ME, tell ME how does it make a

man, in my position; director of the hardcore

division look?

RADEK DAYZ

Like a whole lot of nothing.

IAN ECHO

BINGO!

LAILA ARSHAD

You could just ignore their protests. Say

fuck them, and do what you want.

IAN ECHO

But—

RADEK DAYZ

Your father wouldn’t take that crap.

IAN ECHO

And what would of my father done.

RADEK DAYZ

Your Father, he would have made an

example tonight. Show the world, why you

don’t mess with him. Why you don’t tell him

what to do.

Ian Echo lean back into his chair, rubbing his chin between his thumb and index finger.

IAN ECHO

Then, that is what I will do. Radek, you, go

out there and give Bobby his clean traditional

match.

Ian Echo turned his attention away from Radek, and then looked over at Laila Arshad.

IAN ECHO

Laila, you, stick around we have some brainstorming

to do. And where is Oddball, I have an idea for his

newest recruit.

LAILA ARSHAD

He’s probably jerking it outside the bathroom

of the women’s locker room.

Radek Dayz broke out in laughter at that.

RADEK DAYZ

Highly doubt it.

LAILA ARSHAD

I don’t, that little shit bag –which if I ever catch

him trying to take pictures of me. I’ll rip his dick

right off and shove it down his throat.

Radek Dayz laughed again.

IAN ECHO

What is so funny?

RADEK DAYZ

Oddball, he don’t have one. Your father warned

him once, that if he screwed up again – He’d

rip it off, and shove it down his throat.

Your father never made empty threats.

Ian Echo and Laila Arshad both looked towards Radek Dayz, expression saying “are you serious?” Radek nodded his head.

IAN ECHO

Interesting.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – RINGSIDE – CONTINUOUS
The footage returns ringside, where Guy Reynolds and Jesse Barnes are seated behind the commentary table.

JESSE BARNES

Did Radek just say, what I think he said?

GUY REYNOLDS

I think so – Oddball has no penis. I bet

the women of Holston, will sleep better tonight,

knowing that little bit of information.

JESSE BARNES

No wonder he is so messed up.

GUY REYNOLDS

Poor Guy.

JESSE BARNES

I wouldn’t go that far. The dude is

still a creep, and in all honesty has

no place in the town of Holston. He

needs to purchase a one way ticket out

of Holston – Yesterday.

GUY REYNOLDS

I disagree, but anyways we have a match

coming up. Jack Owyns makes his debut

against Holston very own Calvin Kendrick’s – By

the way, last week Calvin had his ass handed

to him by one Kolin Daires.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS
Meadow Leigh stands in the middle of the ring, with microphone in hand. Over the PA system, ‘Mother’ by Danzig erupts and the arena breaks into a mix reaction of cheers and boos as from behind the black curtain steps out Calvin Kendrick.

MEADOW LEIGH

The following contest is scheduled for one

fall with a twenty minute time limit... Coming

first to the ring, weighing in at two Hundred

and five pounds...He is a former Holston

Husky, Calvin Kendrick!

Calvin Kendrick makes his way down towards the ring. He walks up the steel steps, and enters into the ring, over the middle rope. His music fades, and is replaced by 'Holla-Loo-Yuh' by R.A. the Rugged Man. No cheers from the audience, but a shower of boos.

MEADOW LEIGH

And coming to ring second, from Seattle

Washington… The Villain, Jack Owyns.

The black curtain doesn’t move, and Jack Owyns is nowhere to be seen.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

Where is Jack Owyns?

JESSE BARNES (OC)

Drunk; high – Probably doesn’t even know he

has a match tonight.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

How dare you try and tarnish his reputation,

with such accusations.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

Right.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS
The footage returns backstage, to employees running back and forth and a Dean Willard shouting orders at them. Bobby McVeigh, walks into the mass chaos. Dean Willard notices Bobby, and walks over to him.

DEAN WILLARD

Where is Jack Owyns?

BOBBY MCVEIGH

Why would I know? Jack, he’s one of Ian Echo

handpicked wrestlers.

Dean Willard stops an employee.

DEAN WILLARD

Find me Ian Echo, and you, over there – Find

Jack Owyns. And you…

Wrestletown newcomer Mariposa came walking around the corner, already dresses in her wrestling gear, and luchador mask.

DEAN WILLARD

Get down to ring. You have a match.

Mariposa shrugged her shoulders, and started heading towards the tunnel.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS
Back at ring side Meadow Leigh is talking into her ear piece. Calvin Kendrick is backed into a turnbuckle, resting his arms against the top rope. 'Cielo Rojo' by Maria Daniela y su Sonido Lasser roars on the PA system, and not only does Calvin Kendrick’s look confused, but so does the audience.

MEADOW LEIGH

And now coming to the ring, hailing from Mexico

City, Mexico…MARIPOSA!

Mariposa comes flying out from behind the curtain at full speed. Down in the ring Calvin Kendrick’s no longer looking confused, has a smile plastered across his face. Mariposa makes a quick sprint towards the ring, but making sure to acknowledge the fans hands that reach out towards her, as she high fives them as she runs by. Mariposa enters the ring beneath the bottom rope.

Meadow Leigh makes her exit from the ring, as the bell sounds.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

Calvin Kendrick is laughing, and pointing at

Mariposa – Disrespectful.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

This must be a joke, Calvin is going to

walk all over this girl. She is grossly outweighed.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

I wouldn’t count her out.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

I am. MARIPOSA, just lay down – Let Calvin

get the easy 1, 2, and 3. Save yourself the

embarrassment.

Calvin Kendrick’s pushed himself away from the ropes, walking up and towering over Mariposa. Calvin Kendrick pushed her by the shoulder with his index finger, but Mariposa didn’t back off, she stood her ground. Calvin looked away, and then came back with a closed fist punch. Mariposa dodged it, and moved behind Calvin. Kendrick’s turned around, and this time instead of a punch he went to grab Mariposa, but he met only air; Mariposa dodged his lock up attempt and moved behind him again. Frustration was beginning to set in on his face.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

Just grab her, and put an end to this

circus. For god sakes.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

If he can ever get a hold of her, that

is. Oh, Calvin just unleashing left and

rights inside the ring, but Mariposa has

dodged ever one. She’s going to tire him

out.

Calvin Kendrick’s stomped both feet on the canvas after then tenth punch thrown met only air. He kept his distance, and the charged her. He moved left, and she stepped the opposite way, then he went to move right, but stopped and went left and finally grabbed a hold of Mariposa. He drove his elbow into her, and then tucked her head between his legs and wrapped his arms around her waist.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

He’s going to end it, he’s going for the

power bomb.

Calvin lifted her up, above his head but Mariposa wiggled herself free and used her feet to push off his back, sending Calvin into the turnbuckle and her rolling away. Mariposa rolled to her feet; turning and facing Calvin. Calvin muttered beneath his breath before charging again at Mariposa. Mariposa charged towards Calvin, and before Calvin could figure out what was going on, Mariposa had him down on the canvas with a headscissors takedown. Calvin got back to his feet, but ran into a tilt-a-whirl arm drag.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

Mariposa, is tossing Calvin around the ring

with her quickness and very unique skill set.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

Just end it Mariposa, haven’t you embarrassed the

poor man enough.

JESSE BARNES (OC)

Oh nice, look at that…Flying hurricanrana.

The crowd inside the auditorium was on their feet chanting Mariposa, amazed by her style of wrestling and her speed. Calvin Kendrick was tired, and he couldn’t hide it as Mariposa connected with a float over DDT. Mariposa quickly ran and mounted the top rope.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

What is she doing now?

JESSE BARNES (OC)

I think— Yep, she’s going for her Mariposa Suicida. AND…

She got him.

GUY REYNOLDS (OC)

She’s made the cover.

The referee in charge David Daniels slides down onto his side.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

JESSE BARNES (OC)

And it’s all over folks, Mariposa has embarrassed

Calvin Kendrick’s inside the ring, and walks

away with her first win, and Calvin Kendrick now

sits at zero and two.

Mariposa jumps up onto the middle rope, holding her arms in the air above her head as he crowd takes her in, and cheers on her victory.

MEADOW LEIGH

AND, your winner by pinfal…MARIPOSA!

The crowd erupts again, as the audience is all talking about what just occurred in front of their eyes. Trying to copy each move with their hands, as Calvin Kendrick rolls himself out of the ring, still unsure what had just happened. Mariposa gets down from the ropes and stands in the center of the ring, looking out and taking in the audience.

JESSE BARNES

This girl – Has promise.

JESSE BARNES

Folks, right now Wrestletown's Director of Public
Relations, Samantha Pavak, is heading to the ring.

GUY REYNOLDS

Talk about the definition of "coming undone," this woman
has had one bad week, and it all started with the return
of her former flame, C.J. Nucifora, to Holston last week.

JESSE BARNES

Well anyone who has been around Holston knows they were the
town couple, and it has been five years since their sudden breakup
and his departure to Penn State, and he has not returned since.

GUY REYNOLDS

And it sure has gotten the best of her. She seemed to be on her
way off the deep end when she took to Twitter with an enigmatic
recruiting effort to bring in Grace Taylor, which was bizarre at best,
and from what I understand was not received well with corporate.

JESSE BARNES

Well lets here what she has to say.

Samantha sets herself in the center of the ring. She does not look at all thrilled to be there, and unsure of how to begin.

To make matters worse, her presence has managed to generate a "C.J." chant from this Holston crowd.

Samantha hesitantly lifts the mic to her lips.

SAMANTHA PAVAK
Folks. My name is Samantha Pavak, and I--I am
the Director of Public Relations for Wrestletown.
And I have come out here this evening to issue
an apology for behavior this week. You see, I--

Samantha is cut off by the opening chords of Chris Isaak's "Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing." At the far end of the runway appear Marty Sunshine, along with Colton Woods, Vladimir Vishnevsky, and Crybaby" Carter Hayes.

The fans do not respond kindly to their emergence, and they pay the fans no mind as they waltz down to ringside.

JESSE BARNES

What is this all about? Marty Sunshine and his cohorts have

no business out here, and it's getting a little tiresome how

they think they can take to the ring whenever they feel like it.

GUY REYNOLDS

I don't known, Jesse-- do you want to be the one to go tell

that gruesome foursome that they are persona non grata.?

Marty and his gang enter the ring, and essentially surround Samantha Pavak. She is confused by their presence.

It is Carter Hayes, with mic in hand, who takes the initiative. He steps forward, within arm's length of Samantha, and raises the mic.

CARTER HAYES

I was back stage and I couldn't help but hear something about
you dispensing apologies. And so I thought I'd come out here
and make myself available to receive my apology face to face.

A chorus of boos from the crowd.

JESSE BARNES

What nerve on this jerk.

CARTER HAYES
You see, Miss Pavak, you are what we call back home, a
meddler. You like to meddle in other people's affairs. And
just like you should have left well enough alone when you
decided to lure Damian Cole to Holston, you clearly she
mind your own business when it comes to Grace Taylor.

Carter takes a step forward. He is now right in Samantha Pavak's face.

CARTER HAYES

So apologize.

It's a tense moment. Samantha is shaking. Her hand trembles as she lifts the mic. She is about to speak, when...

The heavy guitar sounds of Senses Fail's "Bite to Break Skin" echo throughout the arena and bring the fans to their feet. All eyes, both in the stands and inside the ring turn to the runway, where out from behind the curtain surface Damian Cole and Jack Evans, along with Mort Goodman.

JESSE BARNES

Well look at who has arrived on the scene-- it's the
man who is set to meet Carter Hayes at Ascension,
Damian Cole. along with the man who has a score
to settle with Colton Woods, and that's Jack Evans.

GUY REYNOLDS

And Mort Goodman is with them. Talk about two
men who have no business being out here!
I was all ready for Samantha Pavak's apology!

Carter steps away from Samantha Pavak, and aligns himself with Vladimir and Colton, their eyes fixed on the incoming Damian, Jack, and Mort, who take to the ring apron and enter without a trace of fear, even though they remain outnumbered.

Samantha retreats, finding refuge behind Cole and Evans.

Marty takes the mic, and addresses the duo from behind his line of defense.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Boys, boys, what are you doing out here. This
doesn't concern you. Why don't you just make
your way backstage so that nobody gets hur--

MORT GOODMAN

Shut up, Marty.

Marty is silenced. Mort is shooting the death stare up on his former business partner Marty, as well as his former protege and almost son-in-law Carter. The fans are eating up.

MORT GOODMAN

First of all, the way I see it, Miss Pavak
here has taken a lot of heat for reaching
out to MY daughter, Grace Taylor.

Mort turns to Samantha Pavak.

MORT GOODMAN

Miss Pavak, I thank you for your efforts in trying to
reach Grace, and you don't have to apologize to
anyone...Unfortunately, I believe that Grace is gone.

Mort shoots a look at Carter like he wants to tear his head off.

MORT GOODMAN

Apparently there was nothing worth sticking around for.

Mort returns his attention to Marty.

MORT GOODMAN

And second, I'm out here to settle
matters concerning some gyms.

GUY REYNOLDS
Gyms? What is he talking about?

MORT GOODMAN
You see, it would appear that the lease is
expiring the Varsity Club Training Grounds
in the center of town, and I'm thinking that
it is an establishment that is ripe for a change
of ownership, if you know what I mean.

Colton woods, with a giant smirk on his face, is shaking his head.

MORT GOODMAN
At the same time, we have a little business concerning
another gym-- you might know it as Purple Hayes Gym.
It's a gym that I happen to be a fifty-one percent owner of,
compared with the fifty-nine percent owned by you, Carter.

Carter is aghast. He is throwing a tantrum. Stomping up and down like a petulant child.

MORT GOODMAN
That's right, and with controlling interest, I am in a
position to make some serious changes-- particularly,
let's say, to the name. I'm thinking that our current
locations might find more success operating under
the name of the "Cole Mine."

The fans give a loud POP at mention of the gym run by Damian Cole.

GUY REYNOLDS

He can't do that! Purple Hayes is synonymous
with Carter Hayes! That's Carter's gym!

JESSE BARNES

Apparently only forty-nine percent of it is, Guy!

MORT GOODMAN

So Marty, here's what I'm willing to do. One
match, at Ascension, Jack Evans versus Colton
Woods. If Colton wins, I will hand over all of
my interest in the entire Purple Hayes franchise
to Carter to do with as he pleases.

Marty and Carter are smiling at the thought. The crowd boos the notion.

MORT GOODMAN

But when Jack kicks Colton's ass at Ascension, he moves
his sorry ass out of the Varsity Club, and it belongs to us.

Colton doesn't look too happy about the prospect. He is pointing at Mort and shouting.

Marty is trying to calm him down.

Sunshine, Inc. huddles up. After a moment of collaborating, they break from their huddle.

Colton looks to Jack.

COLTON WOODS

Alright, old man, you're on. But just remember, when I
break you at Ascension, when I leave you an old, washed
up, crippled former superstar, I do not want to see you
anywhere near the Varsity Club. We don't accept has beens!

Boos from the crowd.

JACK EVANS

Colton, you better use these next weeks to get in some good
workouts at the Varsity Club, because after this "has been"
kicks your "never was" ass at Ascension, the only time you'll
step foot in Varsity Club will be if you're applying for a job as the janitor!

The stare down is intensifying. The words are getting heated.

JESSE BARNES

Wow folks, another match has been signed for
Ascension, and does this one ever have meaning.

GUY REYNOLDS

I'll say. Right now, with Marty behind both Metropolitan
Fitness and Varsity Club Training, both on main street in
Holston, it's like he has the only gyms in town locked up! If
this was Monopoly, it's like has Boardwalk and Park Place!

Things inside the ring look like they are about to reach a boil, when Bobby McVeigh appears on the platform.

All eyes turn to him.

BOBBY MCVEIGH

You know, looking at all of that animosity in the ring
right now makes me thing-- why wait until Ascension?
Tonight, I think these fans would like a little sampler
to get them ready for Ascension. So tonight, we're
gonna see Jack Evans and Damian Cole take on
Carter Hayes and Colton Woods in tag team action!

The fans show their approval. It gets loud inside the Steel Mill Auditorium.

Damian pulls the ropes apart to assist Samantha in exiting the ring.

Carter grabs the mic, and calls Samantha Pavak.

CARTER HAYES

Oh Sam, don't think I've forgotten about that apology. Oh,
and one last thing. I couldn't but help notice-- Damian was
quick to come to your aid, and Jack was quick to come out
and help you as well. But it seems like someone is missing....
Lets say, a certain Olympic hopeful who I guess was too
busy to come to your rescue. That really is quite a shame.

Samantha is clearly affected by Carter's words, and the crowd is chanting "Ass-Hole" toward Carter.

GUY REYNOLDS

He raises a good point Jesse. Where is C.J. Nucifora?
You'd think he'd be out here to defend the honor of
Samantha Pavak. It would seem that Samantha Pavak's
knight in shining armor is nowhere to be found!

JESSE BARNES

Indeed, C.J. Nucifora is conspicuous in his absence.
Hopefully we'll get more on his whereabouts later
in the show, bur right now lets go back stage.

HOLSTON, PENNSLYVANIA – MAIN STREET – CONTINUOUS
The Main Street of Holston lays deserted; shops and offices have all been closed down for the night. Everybody that resides in Holston, is attending tonight’s packed and sold out show down at the Steel Mill Auditorium. Except for one man, who stands in the barely lit main street, still dressed in his wrestling gear. That man is Jack Owyns, who had decided whatever was in that note he found, was more important than the match he was booked in.

JACK OWYNS

I’m here! Where O’ where the fuck are

you, motherfucker.

No response, which drew a snarl from Jack Owyns. He clenched his fist at his side.

JACK OWYNS

Come out; come out—

Behind Jack, the sound of a garbage can tipping over caught his attention as he spun himself around. KillJoy emerged from a back alley, caring a lead pipe in his hand.

JACK OWYNS

Well look at fuckin’ that, I’m fuckin’ hurt.

The note said come fuckin’ alone, but

you, brought Mr. Lead fuckin’ pipe to the

party. Where is the fuckin’ trust these days?

KILLJOY

Says the man, with the crowbar sticking out the top of his boot.

JACK OWYNS

Oh, seen that did you. Well shit,

I was going to fuckin’ hide it down

my pants, but, well you fuckin’ know, I

didn’t want to give you the fuckin’

impression I was happy to see you.

Jack reached down and pulled the crowbar from his boot, which had made for a very uncomfortable walk.

JACK OWYNS

So KillGay, we going to fuckin’ throw down

or what?

KILLJOY

Are you a little curious, who I am, and

why I attacked you last week?

Jack Owyns scratched the side of his head with the crowbar.

JACK OWYNS

Umm, nah man. I don’t give a fuckin’ shit.

KillJoy unleashed a roar of anger; starting towards Jack Owyns.

KILLJOY

Well I’m going to tell you, before I bash

that smug face of yours into the asphalt.

JACK OWYNS

YAY!

Jack Owyns tightened his grip around the crowbar, and started forward towards the oncoming KillJoy.

KILLJOY

Remember the Desert, remember this lead pipe…

REMEMBER JACOB AND HELEN.

Jack Owyns stopped at the mention of Jacob, almost freezing and his eyes widening.

KILLJOY

REMEMBER, how I took you in, my family took

you in – HELPED YOU! Then you betrayed me,

when Trev gave you a choice? Do you remember

me now!

JACK OWYNS

Guy?

KillJoy stood a few feet in front of Jack. Both men had their hands tightened around their weapon of choice.

KILLJOY

Yeah…It’s Guy Jack.

Jack Owyns swung anyways.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS

The footage returns ringside as Meadow Leigh stands inside the ring. The crowd is up on their feet, as it had just been announced the four way match was about to get under way. Meadow Leigh raises the microphone to her mouth.

MEADOW LEIGH

The following contest is scheduled for one

fall with a twenty minute time limit... First

coming to the ring, weighing it at 204 pounds

from Holston…ISAAC KING!

Isaac King walks out from behind the black curtain, and makes his way down to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope, as 'The Unforgiven II' by Metallica replaces Isaac no music.

MEADOW LEIGH

And now making his way to the ring, from

San Diego, California, weighing in at 220

Pounds…ROBBIE MCKAY!

Robbie McKay emerges from behind the black curtain, to a standing ovation for the veteran on the sport. McKay walks down to the ring, smacking hands as he passes by each fan with their hand raised out. He jumps up onto the apron and enters into the ring as his music fades, replaced by ‘Til I Collapse’ by Eminem.

MEADOW LEIGH

And now coming down to the ring, from

Santa Fe, New Mexico, weighing in at 265

Pounds…RADEK DAYZ!

Radek Dayz walks out adjusting his elbow pads. He walks down, paying no attention to the fans, as they shout at him; boo him. Radek Dayz grabs the top rope, and pulls himself up onto the apron, and then steps over the top rope. Radek’s music is replace by the final entrant; ‘Cape of Our Hero’ by Volbeat hits the air waves.

MEADOW LEIGH

And now the final competitor, weighing in

At 212 pounds, all the way from Dallas, Texas

…CHRIS SHIELDS!

Chris Shields pushes himself through the black curtain, and steps out and is greeted by a huge ovation from the crowd. Chris Shields wastes no time on his walk to the ring, as he sprints down the aisle and slides beneath the bottom rope. Meadow Leigh exits the ring, as all four competitors stand in opposite corners.

JESSE BARNES

All four men are squaring off inside the ring.

GUY REYNOLDS

Who cares…I’m so disappointed in this match. I

don’t know about you, but god was I excited

for the death match, and bet many viewers

at home where too. Well folks, you can thank

both Chris Shields, and Robbie McKay for crying

and getting the match over turned.

JESSE BARNES

That isn’t wrestling; this is wrestling and listen

to the crowd. This is what they want to see, not

some hardcore match. That stuff doesn’t belong in

wrestling.

GUY REYNOLDS

Whatever you say, I’m already bored out of my

mind, and the match hasn’t even begun.

Chris Shields and Isaac King lock up, at the same time as Radek Dayz and Robbie McKay lock up inside the ring. Isaac King attempts to take Chris Shields down, but Chris Shields reverses the attempt and puts Isaac King down to the canvas with a snapmare, and then locks in a sleeper hold.

On the other side of the ring, Radek Dayz has Robbie McKay backed into the turnbuckle, unleashing a fury of knife edge chops on McKay’s exposed chest. McKay stumbles out of the corner, and drops to his knees. Radek Dayz grabs a handful of hair, and then lines up his shot, and connects with a closed fist to the forehead of Robbie McKay.

Chris Shields and Isaac King are back on their feet, and Chris shields still has the advantage as he’s locked Isaac King up in a half nelson, and then follows through with a half nelson suplex.

GUY REYNOLDS

I’m so bored.

JESSE BARNES

Be quiet. Look McKay just hit a flying neck

breaker on Radek Dayz.

GUY REYNOLDS

OH MY GOD! That is so exciting…NOT!

JESSE BARNES

Don’t listen to him folks. There is only one

crybaby in Holston, and that is Guy Reynolds.

GUY REYNOLDS

No, it’s Chris Shields, and Robbie McKay. I’m just

a fan, who had entertainment stole from him.

JESSE BARNES

Whoa – Shields and McKay are taking it to

Ian Echo two goons.

GUY REYNOLDS

Isaac King is not one of Ian Echo goons, the man is just
there, no affiliation.

JESSE BARNES

Chris Shields and Robbie McKay, are taking turns;

switching it up. Going back and forth between Radek

and Isaac.

In the ring, Isaac King lays on his back in the corner as Radek Dayz is in the middle of the ring on his knees, eating punches thrown by Shields and McKay. Radek looking a little beat, makes one last ditch effort, and low blows both men. Radek gets up wrapping both men’s head under his arms, and driving them into the canvas with a DDT. Radek Dayz gets to his feet, and kicks Chris Shield in the ribs.

Robbie McKay rolls away, and stands up on his feet and runs and nails Radek Dayz in the back of the head with a clothesline, stopping Radek Dayz belly to side suplex on Chris Shields.

GUY REYNOLDS

They are teaming up on poor Radek, this is no

fair at all.

JESSE BARNES

What are you talking about? They need to take down

the big man, if either wants to win.

GUY REYNOLDS

Neither could beat Radek one on one.

JESSE BARNES

I again, don’t agree with you. Shields and McKay have

been very dominating this entire match, even when

they were battling it out one on one.

Chris Shields slams Radek head first into the canvas with a DDT.

Robbie McKay puts Isaac King back down with a leg hook Saito suplex.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS

The footage cuts backstage, and Ian Echo comes into view watching one of the many monitors scattered around the locker room. He is shaking his head in disappointment, as Shields landed a drop kick on Radek Dayz, sending him over the top rope.

IAN ECHO

It is time.

Ian Echo says to nobody in particular.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS

Radek Dayz is laying on the outside of the ring, and Chris Shields is laying still in the ring beside the ropes. Robbie McKay connected with an enzuigiri to the back of Isaac King’s head, and went for the first cover of match.

ONE!

TWO!

…

THR—

Chris Shields dived in and elbow Robbie McKay in the back of the head breaking the pin attempt.

GUY REYNOLDS

Look, already turning on each other.

JESSE BARNES

What do you expect them to do, the match can

only have one winner.

Radek Dayz pulls himself up using the side of the ring, as inside the ring Chris Shields and Robbie McKay are showing off their wrestling skill, going back and forth with each other. Chris Shield manages to get the upper hand, but it’s short lived after Radek Dayz forearm smashes him upside the head.

GUY REYNOLDS

This is your chance Radek – Show them you are here

to make an example of the two babies.

Radek Dayz turns from Chris Shields, and grabs a hold of Robbie McKay and pulls off a snap suplex. Radek Dayz stands back, eyes traveling between both men, as he is waiting to pounce. Shields is up first, but as Radek goes to pounce; Isaac King grabs a hold of Radek’s foot. Which allows Chris Shields to connect with a Sparkling Elbow, sending Radek Dayz backwards and over the rope.

JESSE BARNES

What is this?

GUY REYNOLDS

Looks like Radek, just got knocked out by a

sparkling elbow. Jack’s going to be disappointed.

JESSE BARNES

No, not that…THAT!

Near ringside, two people; one small, one big had jumped the apron, both had their faces covered by hoods. Each went their separate way. The small one distracted the referee, and the second one, a big one, connected with a super kick to the temple of Robbie McKay, who had just started to pull himself up, using the ropes. The small hooded person jumped off the apron, as Chris Shields made his way back to his feet, unknowing to what had just occurred.

Chris Shields picked up Isaac King, and connected with the Hero’s Call. Chris Shield made the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

…

THREE!

The bell rang. Chris Shields had won the match.

JESSE BARNES

I don’t know what to say. McKay was screwed, but

Chris Shields won, and deserved the win.

GUY REYNOLDS

Who cares who won? Who were those two?

Chris Shield stood to his feet, as David Daniels grabbed his arm and raised it above his head.

MEADOW LEIGH

And your winner, by pinfal…CHRIS SHIELDS.

Robbie McKay started to come too as he rolled himself out of the ring. He rubbed the side of his face, when he noticed the two hooded people that had just cost him the match. Robbie McKay started walking in pursuit.

GUY REYNOLDS

McKay, looks pissed.

JESSE BARNES

As he should be, but – SHIELDS WATCH OUT!

Inside the ring, during Chris Shields celebration. Laila Arshad slides into the ring, with a kendo stick wrapped in barbwire. Laila winds up, and smacks Shield across the back continuously.

JESSE BARNES

What is this? Somebody break it up, she is assaulting

him with a weapon.

Chris Shield laid in the middle of the ring, back bloody and tore from the kendo stick wrapped with barbwire.

GUY REYNOLDS

Look, it’s Ian Echo; he’s making his way down to

the ring.

Ian Echo steps inside the ring. Wasting no time, as he walks over to Chris Shields and begins shouting out the down man. Ian Echo winds up, and kicks Chris Shield in the ribs. The kick looking like it hurt Ian Echo more, as he hops on one foot. He takes the kendo stick from Laila Arshad, and winds up to hit Chris Shield with it, but Shield throws up his forearm and blocks it.

JESSE BARNES

Now you are in trouble Echo. Deep trouble.

Chris Shields grabbed Ian Echo by the foot, forcing him to lose balance and drop the kendo stick. Ian Echo hurried out of the ring, sensing danger as Chris Shields now had the kendo stick in hand. Chris Shield cracked Laila Arshad in the face, drawing blood from contact.

Laila rolled out of the ring, clutching her forehead. Chris Shield’s swung at her on the outside, but Laila managed to duck it.

CHRIS SHIELDS

WHERE YOU GOING? LET’S DO THIS!

Ian Echo hurried backstage, Laila Arshad stopped halfway up the entrance ramp turning towards Chris Shields.

LAILA ARSHAD

ASCENSION!

The two stared each other down.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS
Robbie McKay runs into a four way backstage. Each corridor leading a separate way. He first looks down the corridor leading to the right; it remains empty. Robbie McKay looks straight ahead, but only sees a few backstage personally working on a broken light. This time Robbie McKay looks left; BINGO! McKay sees the two hoodie members that cost him a win tonight. They vanish behind a door at the end of the corridor.

Robbie McKay breaks into a full out sprint down the corridor. He reaches the door and opens it up and steps inside without even thinking.

Robbie McKay steps into complete darkness.

GIRL VOICE

LA—LA—LA—LA—LA!

Robbie McKay steps carefully in the darkness, both hands in front of him; clenched into fists.

ROBBIE MCKAY

Show yourself!

GIRL VOICE

LA—LA—LA—LA—LA!

Robbie McKay swung into the darkness, hitting nothing but empty nothingness in front of him.

ROBBIE MCKAY

You my surprise; did Ian Echo send you?

I am not scared. I—

MAN’S VOICE

Robbie, Robbie, Robbie…Is that you?

The voice was deep.

MAN’S VOICE

I’ve been waiting for you Robbie.

ROBBIE MCKAY

Then show yourself!

McKay voice sounded angry, and very annoyed. The lights flickered follow by a laugh from the girls voice. In front of McKay stood a 6’9”, 340 pound face painted freak. He had a sinister smile on his face, his teeth rotted yellow.

MAN’S VOICE

I am Frost, and here I am McKay.

The lights went out.

MEADOW LEIGH

The following is a tag team contest
scheduled for one fall, with a thirty
minute time limit. Presenting first...

We hear a voice. It's the voice of a little child. It is annoying and obnoxious, and it bleeds from the sound system:

"Anything you can do, I can do better; I can do anything better than you-

Better than you,
Better than you,

Better than you,
Better than you,

Better than you,
Better than you,

I can do anything better than you..."

MEADOW LEIGH
...making his way to the ring with Marty
Sunshine, from Ridgewood New Jersey,
weighing in at two hundred twenty three
pounds, here is the "Crybaby" Carter Hayes!

Out comes Carter Hayes, Marty Sunshine at his side. Carter's donning his patented red and white candy-striped ring tights and "Goofball" t-shirt. The duo pause at the top of the runway soaking in the disdain of the crowd, finding the most obnoxious, overzealous fan and picking an argument with him.

JESSE BARNES (O.S.)

Guy, I still cannot get used to seeing
Carter Hayes and Marty Sunshine side
by side. It just seems...unnatural.

GUY REYNOLDS (O.S.)

Well you better get used to it Jesse, because
Carter Hayes is here for the long haul, and Marty
Sunshine is not going anywhere any time soon.

It is after Carter is pelted with a diaper by a fan at ringside, sending him into a tantrum, in which he tears the diaper into shreds, that a "Ba-by" chant ensues. It gets under Carter's skin immediately, so much that by the time he is in the ring, he is in full blown tantrum mode.

JESSE BARNES (O.S.)
These fans are once again on the case of
Carter Hayes, and it is almost unimaginable
to believe that just a few short months ago,
this man was loved by fans when he was fighting
side by side with Mort Goodman in Washington.

GUY REYNOLDS (O.S.)
Fortunately, Carter smartened up, and
ditched that thief, Mort Goodman. I heard
Mort was stealing from Carter for years.

JESSE BARNES (O.S.)
Of course, you're completely and utterly
wrong yet again, Guy. Mort was nothing but
loyal to his son-in-law to be. But in any
event, what what will be interesting to see
is how the loss of the backing of the fans
impacts Carter Hayes, who, while fighting in
Washington, had the full support of the fans.

i
"Envy" fades out as Meadow Leigh again finds herself standing in the center of the ring.

MEADOW LEIGH

And his partner...

It starts with a guitar riff. For Holston natives, its an all-too-familiar guitar riff. It's the riff to Tool's "Aenema," and for years it has been the prelude to the destruction of another Holston Heavyweight.

MEADOW LEIGH

From Sunshine Springs and

NOT Holston, Pennsylvania...

Certainly an introduction insisted upon the man being introduced, and it has the fans in unison as they cast dispersion upon the man about to enter.

MEADOW LEIGH

Weighing in at two hundred seventy

eight pounds, he is Colton Woods.

He appears at the top of the runway, a sinister smile, a white t-shirt, black letter. It reads: "HOLSTON SUCKS."

Woods marches down toward the ring. Inside, Marty is applauding his entrance. He is the only one applauding.

JESSE BARNES

There he is, ladies and gentlemen-- the man
who turned his back, not only on Jack Evans,
but on the entire Holston community.

GUY REYNOLDS

That makes little sense to me, Jesse. Lets make
one thing clear: Colton Woods was never-- and I
repeat, never-- a Holston Husky. He spent his
life wrestling for the rival Sunshine Springs--
a community that was founded, in fact, by the
forefathers of that man in the ring, Marty Sunshine.

JESSE BARNES

Yeah, well he sure had no problem setting up his gym
in Holston, taking money from the people of Holston,
and immersing himself in the Holston community for
the last ten years. He's an opportunist, and ungrateful,
one at that,and needs to be knocked off his high
horse! And coming up may just be the men to do it.

Colton steps in the ring, hugs Marty, shakes hands with Carter, and await their opponents.

MEADOW LEIGH

And their opponents...

3 Doors Down's "Kryptonite" replaces Tool, and with it, we get a complete change in the crowd's reaction. At the top of the runway appear both Jack Evans and Damian Cole, side by side, accompanied by Mort Goodman.

MEADOW LEIGH

First, from Lock Haven, Pennsylvania, weighing in
at one hundred ninety pounds, here is Damian Cole!
And his partner, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania,
weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds,
he is the "Scarred Sentinel" Jack Evans!

The flash bulbs go off. The lights of three thousand cell phones trying to capture the heroes of Holston illuminate the Steel Mill Auditorium, as Cole and Evans make their way down the runway. They look all business, eyes fixed on the men in the ring.

JESSE BARNES

These two men, along with C.J. Nucifora, have
waged a war against Sunshine, Inc., and they
may represent =the last line of defense from
a full scale invasion of Holston. Earlier,
tonight, the stakes were set for Evans and
Woods at Ascension. Also on that card, Hayes
and Cole in their long awaited rematch. But
tonight, we get four of them in tag team action

GUY REYNOLDS

What's interesting about what you you said there, Jesse, in mentioning that they have aligned themselves with C.J. Nucifora-- C.J. of course is finishing up his senior year at Penn State. Did you know that Jack Evans's daughter attends Penn State?

JESSE BARNES

So what's your point, Guy?

GUY REYNOLDS

Jack Evans is old!

JESSE BARNES

Well he may be older than most, but he's
got some fight left in him as this one is
underway with Cole and Evans wasting no time!

Damian and Jack dive into the ring, and each is met with a series of boots by their respective counterparts. Carter takes it to Damian, while Colton Woods beats on Evans. Two separate brawls break out in opposite corners and referee David Daniels is fighting a losing battle in getting this one under control.

In one corner, Evans and Woods are trading blows, and Colton is getting the best of it as a result of his dominant position upon Evans's entrance. Likewise, in the opposite corner. Carter has a front facelock on Damian Cole and is driving a series of knees into his face.

But now Evans is battling back. He's blocking Colton's shots, and returning fire with shots of his own that are finding their mark. It takes a lot to stagger the big man, but the quantity and quality of Evan's overhand rights is starting to take its toll and Colton Woods is in trouble. Evans rushes him, but Colton catches him with a spine buster that takes the wind out of Evans.

Meanwhile, Damian Cole has managed to counter Carter's front facelock by lifting the Crybaby and slamming him down. Damian has Carter mounted and is raining down fists. But it's a double ax handle from behind by Colton that kills the momentum of the man they call Redemption.

JESSE BARNES

Referee Dave Daniels is finally restoring
some order here and it looks like Carter
Hayes and Damian Cole are the legal men.

Carter goes to work on his longtime nemesis, using a series of forearms to wear down Cole down. Carter lifts Damian for a vertical suplex, but Damian falls behind. Damian takes to the ropes, bounces back, ducks a clothesline attempt from Carter, but as he hits the opposite ropes, Colton Wood greets him with a knee from the outside that causes Damian to stumble forward. Carter meets him with a belly to bell suplex. He makes a cover, for a count of

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT by Cole!

A "D.C." chant breaks out within the crowd, trying to bring Damian Cole back to life. Carter tags in Colton.

GUY REYNOLDS

Here comes the big man. This
man is an absolute beast.

JESSE BARNES

Here's a little known fact. Damian Cole is
responsible for the only professional loss
on the record of Colton Woods. That came back
in 2010 in Greater Metropolitan Wrestling.

GUY REYNOLDS

Well right now, it looks like Colton is
getting a little revenge as he uses a bear
hug to wear down the much smaller Cole.
Damn that man's arms are like tree trunks!

Colton is squeezing the life out of Damian. On the outside apron, Evans is stomping the mat to bring the crowd alive. Damian is in trouble. He is fading, and referee Dave Daniels checks his arm to see of he has gone limp.

Damian's hand falls. It falls a second time. It falls a th-- no, there's life in Cole! He clenches a fist and sends it into the massive forehead of Colton Woods.

And then another!

And then a third, and Colton has lost his grip. Damian instinctively dives for his corner and makes the tag of the outstretched hand of Jack Evans.

JESSE BARNES

Here comes Evans, and Woods looks to take him
out with a clothesline, but Jack ducks and
pops Colton with a jab. And another! Jack
Evans is lighting Colton Woods up and this
may be a sign of things to come at Ascension.

Colton is on wobbly feet. Jack takes to the ropes, bounces off, and swarms Woods with a Thesz press and has Colton mounted, opening a gash on the Sunshine Springs native with razor elbows.

JESSE BARNES

Jack with a cover for one! Two!
TH-- no, it's Carter with the save.

It's boot to the back of the head by the Crybaby that stops the count. Referee Dave Daniels ushers the Crybaby out of the ring.

Meanwhile, Jack is quick to his feet and takes to the second turnbuckle. He comes off for a frog splash, but Woods gets his knees up, and just like that, Evans is reeling on the floor.

Slowly, but with certainly, Colton makes his way to the corner and tags in the fresher Hayes. Carter is quickly in the ring and able to cut Evans off from making the tag, and now it's Carter in control.

INT. STEEL MILL TAVERN - SIMULTANEOUS

It's the most strange sight, almost something out of West Side Story or Romeo and Juliet, as two competitors from opposite sides of the tracks-- C. J. NUCIFORA and PRISCILLA PRICE-- sit at the bar, sharing a cup of coffee, their eyes fixed on the large screen television hanging behind the bar.

On the screen, Carter Hayes has just connected with a slingshot suplex onto Jack Evans, and is strutting about the ring.

Outside the ring, Marty is cheering maniacally.

Priscilla shakes her head and turns from the television to C.J.

PRISCILLA PRICE

He's such an arrogant prick-- and he's been
worse since Carter's been on board. And now
with the Colton Woods, forget about it.

Inside the ring, Carter whips Jack against the ropes. Carter ducks down, looking for a back body drop, but what he receives is a big boot to the face that floors him.

Priscilla cringes at the site.

C.J. NUCIFORA

I don't get it. Why not just leave?

On the screen, Jack Evans has taken control and sends Carter Hayes to the canvas with a waist lock suplex. He tags in Damian.

Priscilla takes a moment to glance at the man on the screen with whom she was once consumed, and smirks.

PRISCILLA PRICE

You know, I once asked Damian that question when
he was with Marty. Never got an answer. But now
I know it's easier said than done. He sucks you
in with his assurances and his guilt and threats
and promises all at once. He can make you feel like
the queen of the world and the scum of the earth
all in the same breath. Besides, if there's one
thing about Marty, he's a dangerous man to cross.

Inside the ring, Damian Cole is standing behind Carter, waiting for him to rise.

C.J. NUCIFORA

How so?

PRISCILLA PRICE

Ultimately, Damian left. Marty had him

blackmailed. He led Damian to believe

he had video footage of Damian and I

in...well lets just say a compromising

position... that he threatened to show

Damian's wife if Damian ever left him.

C.J. NUCIFORA

I thought Damian was divorced?

PRISCILLA PRICE

Wife. Ex-wife. What's the difference?

Carter gets to his feet, turns around, and walks right into Damian's D.T.M. Superkick. A cover my Damian generates a two and a half, broken up by Colton Woods. However, immediately after the breakup, Evans is in the ring and floors Woods with an elbow.

All hell has broken loose inside of the ring.

C.J. NUCIFORA

What happened?

PRISCILLA PRICE

In the end, I took away Marty's leverage. I got
the tape. And I told Damian to leave and never
look back. And he did. Disappeared. Until now.

Priscilla turns to C.J.

PRISCILLA PRICE

So that's enough about me. What's
the deal with you and Samantha Pavak?

C.J. considers getting into it. But no.

C.J. NUCIFORA

Now I'm certain we don't have time
for that story. Besides, you've gotta
get back-- you've got a match coming up.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM - CONTINUOUS

The action in the ring is sheer chaos. All four men in the ring. Marty's on the apron. Referee Dave Daniels is trying to get Marty down.

GUY REYNOLDS

Folks, this is pandemonium!. Evans
is lighting up Woods on his feet!

JESSE BARNES

And look at Damian. He's got the
front face lock on Carter! It's
locked in tight! Could it be? Yes!

Damian snaps it, falls back converting into his Senses Fail-- a DDT into a guillotine choke.

Carter is tapping the mat, but the ref is nowhere to be seen.

Meanwhile, Evans takes to the ropes, looking to execute something whith velocity upon Woods. However, as he hits the ropes, Marty grabs hold of the top rope and drops to the ringside floor, causing Evans to spill over the top.

Colton wastes no time delivering a curb stomp to Damian to break the hold.

JESSE BARNES

Oh that's disgusting. Damian put it all into
that finisher and he may be spent, folks!

Carter pulls up the stunned Damian and executes a Temper Tantrum-- inverted side Russian leg sweep-- and makes a cover for a

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell rings.

GUY REYNOLDS

I can't believe it, folks. Carter Hayes
has just pinned Damian Cole! I guess that
puts him up two to one in their series.

JESSE BARNES

Oh give it a rest, Guy. Damian and Jack
had that one in the bag if it was not for
the interference of that man right there--

Marty is in the ring celebrating.

GUY REYNOLDS

Call it what you want, but that is
one great momentum shifter as we
draw one week closer to Ascension.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS

Backstage shows footage of Mariposa as she walks through the backstage area. She comes up on a door and opens it, and begins to take a step inside but stops. Inside Evan Wolfe and another man stand, Evan Wolfe has a thick yellow envelope in his hand as he passes it towards the man but stops when he notices Mariposa. He pulls the envelope back.

MARIPOSA

Triste.

Mariposa takes a step back and shuts the door.

In the background, Meadow Leigh stands in the center of the ring. Next to her is Wrestletown competitor Jason Ritz. We hear Meadow Leigh introducing Desire to the ring.

Our focus, however, is on our broadcast team of Guy Reynolds and Jesse Barnes.

JESSE BARNES

Folks, one key announcement this past week was Dean Willard's
plans to install cameras throughout select participating businesses
within the Holston community. One of those businesses is the
Farmer's Market, where we understand right now, Wrestletown's
very own Ian Wright is doing some shopping.

As the bell rings inside the ring and Desire locks up with Jason Ritz, we...

INT. FARMER'S MARKET - CONTINUOUS

Inside of the small market devoted to all things natural, ALANNA MCKAY sits behind the counter, watching the television set that rests on the counter, which is tuned into Wrestletown: Episode Two.

On the small screen, Desire putting a hurting on Jason Ritz, using her speed to work circles around him. From the ropes to the turnbuckles to the canvas, Ritz just simply cannot keep up with her, and she has him dizzy and exhausted.

Inside the store, "RIGHTEOUS" IAN WRIGHT steps up to the counter, with a small basket of fruits, vegetables, and soap.

ALANNA MCKAY

Well Mr. Wright, fancy seeing you in here. I

would think you'd be at the event tonight.

Ian lets out a heavy sigh as he sets his eyes on the screen. Desire is coming off the top rope with a flying head scissors, which flips Ritz to his back. She is sucking the air out of his lungs with her thighs. Meanwhile, her breasts are practically falling out of her attire.

IAN WRIGHT

You know what, the less of that that I

am exposed to in person, the better. I mean

what in the H-E-Double Hockey Sticks is

that woman wearing? But yes, I will be making

an appearance tonight. Just had to run some

errands first.

Alanna rings up the soap.

ALANNA MCKAY

Well I am glad to see that someone shares

my affinity for saving the earth. This soap

is made from the purest of elements. Please

do let me know how you like it.

IAN WRIGHT

I will be sure to do that.

On the screen, Jason Ritz succumbs to Desire's scissor choke, and taps out. The bell rings, and Desire jumps to her feet in celebration.

MEADOW LEIGH

Your winner of this bout, as a result
of submission, Desire!

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS

Inside the ring Wrestletown newcomer Charly Pavone slammed Eric Barrie head into the canvas with a tornado DDT. Charly Pavone has dominated the former Holston Huskie in quite an impressive fashion thus far.

GUY REYNOLDS

I think this style – Lucha you called it?

JESSE BARNES

Yes Lucha.

GUY REYNOLDS

Is going to take Wrestletown by storm.

JESSE BARNES

It is a very impressive – Exciting style.

Charly Pavone put Eric Barrie down with a springboard elbow. Charly Pavone made the cover.

ONE

TW—

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – PARKING LOT – CONTINUOUS

The footage cuts to outside the auditorium into the parking lot. Laying on top of a card hoods lays Robbie McKay; bloody and beaten. To the right of the car, stands the director of the hardcore division Ian Echo and his friend Oddball. The both stare at Robbie McKay.

IAN ECHO

You were not kidding? Frost he—

ODDBALL

Is crazy?

IAN ECHO

I was thinking a different word, but crazy, that works.

ODDBALL

You seem unimpressed.

IAN ECHO

Unimpressed. No my friend, this is perfect. Robbie McKay
will know his place going forward.

Ian Echo smiled.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – IN-RING – CONTINUOUS
We return to ringside, and inside the ring Charly Pavone has Eric Barrie where he wants him.

JESSE BARNES

Millonario!

Charly Pavone connects with his finisher and makes the cover on Eric Barrie

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell sounds, and the referee takes a hold of Charly Pavone hand and raises it.

MEADOW LEIGH

And your winner by pinfal…CHARLY PAVONE!

The fans in attendance erupt in applause at the new comer of Wrestletown.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS
The camera cut to the backstage area, where a girl earlier in the night made quite an impression to the town of Holston, Pennsylvania Mariposa stood. In front of her stood popular townie and daughter of Bobby McVeigh – Cassie McVeigh.

CASSIE MCVEIGH

I just want to say, WOW, you were amazing

in the ring tonight.

MARIPOSA

Gracias.

CASSIE MCVEIGH

Could you, if you don’t mind.

Cassie McVeigh dug through her purse pulling out a diary of sorts.

CASSIE McVeigh

Sign this for me, please?

Cassie McVeigh passed the diary over too Mariposa who took the diary no problem.

MARIPOSA

Sure; who should I make it out to?

CASSIE MCVEIGH

Oh right, Cassie please.

Mariposa started to sign it, but found herself interrupted. The interruption came from the way of a chair that slammed upside the back of her head, knocking her out cold.

Evan Wolfe dropped the chair.

EVAN WOLFE

In America we knock; next time it
be smart to remember this.

Wolfe gave a bow to Cassie who stood in shock, and then walked off.

JESSE BARNES (OS)
What was that?

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)
Didn't you hear him? Clean out your
ears Jesse, he said learn to knock.

JESSE BARNES (OS)
It disrespectful; to blindside her like
that.

GUY REYNOLDS (OS)
Its disrespectful not to knock.

JESSE BARNES (OS)
Its; never mind we have a match coming up
and Meadow Leigh looks ready to announce
it inside the ring.

MEADOW LEIGH

The following contest is scheduled for
one fall, with a thirty minute time limit.

All Aboad! Ahahahaha! The opening chords of Ozzy's "Crazy Train" provide the intro for Josh "Swift" Swick, who appears at the top of the runway.

MEADOW LEIGH

First, weighing one hundred ninety

seven pounds...He is a former 2012

Pennsylvania state champion for

the Huskies, Josh "Swift" Swick!

JESSE BARNES

Josh Swick has picked up lot of enemies

here in Holston, since his last outing.

GUY REYNOLDS

Well, he went on Bucky Reese's radio program

and had a lot of harsh worlds for the Holston

Huskies and the poor showing they had in the

first Show two weeks back. Although in all

fairness, he was the first to include himself.

JESSE BARNES

I think the problem was how quick he was to

suggest that the Holston crowd was lackluster

in its support of the local competitors. That

is a surefire way to turn a crowd against you.

Sure enough, Josh Swick is not well received from this crowd, who are not shy about orchestrating a "Leave our town!" chant as Swick runs circles around the interior perimeter of the ring.

Swick stops to argue with a fan in the front row who holds a sign that reads "JOSH SWICK = HOLSTON LET DOWN."

JESSE BARNES

Well the point that Swick was making was

that the fans seemed to get behind the

foreign talent more than the local pool.

And nowhere was that more evident than

with the man who is about to make his

entrance, Shawn Cage. I'm telling you,

if the twenty four time world champion

receives even half the ovation he did 2

weeks ago, this place is about to get loud.

On the screen, we get clips from two weeks ago, with Shawn Cage mooning Ian Wright and Pastor Matt Doyle.

GUY REYNOLDS

The wolves must have been howling that night

because it was a full moon over Holston!

The opening verse of "Violent Rythm" floods the Steel Mill Auditorium.

MEADOW LEIGH

And his opponent, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada,

weighing in at two hundred thirty one pounds,

he is the Canadian Controversy Shawn Cage!

Shawn Cage appears at the top of the runway, and the fans are charged. He is holding a flag, which he waves proudly as he marches toward the ring. It reads "PASTOR DOYLE LOVES BOYS!"

JESSE BARNES

Canadian Controversy indeed! Shawn

Cage is not the man to shy away from

drama, and he has managed to rub several

men in this organization the wrong way.

GUY REYNOLDS

And many, many women the right way.

JESSE BARNES

I'm talking of course about Pastor Matt

Doyle and Ian Wright, but that is just

the tip of the iceberg. He's also caught

the attention of Robbie McKay based upon

the time he's been spending with his daughter!

GUY REYNOLDS

I just don't get it. Shawn Cage is

an upstanding citizen, so I don't

see where Robbie McKay is coming from.

JESSE BARNES

Would you let Shawn Cage

date your daughter, Guy?

GUY REYNOLDS

Bite your tongue, Barnes.

Shawn jumps to the apron, enters the ring, and hops to the second turnbuckle, waving his flag and inciting the crowd. Swick is ready to go at him, but referee Caesar Dominguez, keeps Josh in check.

Cage hops down, hands the flag to the ring attendant, and then turns to his opponent, as the bell sounds.

GUY REYNOLDS

Well here we go, about to get underway, Josh

Swick versus Shawn Cage and there's a lock

up, and duck under by Swick, who slips behind

Cage and grabs him for a belly to back suplex,

sending the porn star-slas-wrestler to the mat.

Swick hops off of Cage, and then approaches him, hunching over the Canadian Controversy.

JOSH SWICK

You suck!

JESSE BARNES

A taunt from Swick, and there's a rookie

mistake in my opinion. He should not be

letting up on someone as dangerous as Cage.

Swick backs off and lets Shawn get to his feet. Cage gets up, dusts himself off, and we're back to another collar and elbow tie up. And it's the same thing again-- a duck under by the gifted Holston amateur wrestler, followed by a belly to back suplex.

Again, Swick looms over the downed Cage to taunt him.

JOSH SWICK

You still su--

Cage reaches up and grabs hold of Swick's nose. Swick is screaming in pain.

With his nose still firmly in hand, Cage rises to his feet, pulls Swick in close.

SHAWN CAGE

And you swallow!

Cage unleashes an overhand right with his free hand, but does not let go of Swick's nose with his other hand. Cage follows up his shot with another and a third, finally letting the former state champ go, before launching him to the canvas with a short clothesline.

JESSE BARNES

Well that is certainly one way to counter

the technical game of Josh Swick.

The fans are eating it up as Cage paces in circles, waiting for Swick to get to his feet. Since Swick is in no hurry, Cage moves in and helps him to his feet, before knocking him right back down with a spinning back fist.

This time, however, Cage is quick to swarm on the downed Swick, mounting him, and looking for a kimura.

GUY REYNOLDS

This is where Shawn Cage is the most

dangerous. He possesses a tremendous

submission game.

JESSE BARNES

I agree, Guy, and the problem is, for

many of these amateur wrestlers, they've

never had to worry about fending off submissions.

Swick is trying to fight it, but he looks amateurish in his lack of submission defense. Fortunately, just as Cage is able to lock it in, Swick finds the bottom rope, which he is able to hook with his leg.

Cage pops to his feet and pulls up Swick, staggering him with a set of knife edged chops. Swick is in trouble and has no answer for Cage. In desperation, he shoots in for a double leg, but Cage times it and connects with a flying knee that finds a home right under the chin of the incoming Swick.

JESSE BARNES

Swick may be out from that shot.

GUY REYNOLDS

But Cage looks like he's taking no

chances. He's going up top.

JESSE BARNES

I think he's just playing to the crowd

now, looking for that photo op.

Sure enough, Cage shoots his hands to the sky and dives off. The flashes go off capturing every second of his flight as he descends upon Josh Swick, landing with a devastating flying elbow for a cover of

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

A big pop from the crowd. Cage jumps to his feet in celebration and Swick rolls out of the ring.

Meadow Leigh enters the ring.

MEADOW LEIGH

Your winner of this bout, Shawn Cage!

Shawn takes a moment to take in all of the stunning Meadow Leigh, before retreating to the corner. His eyes are fixed on the ring attendant, and he is asking for his flag.

JESSE BARNES

Look out! Here comes Ian Wright

into the ring from the other

side! Where did he come from?

GUY REYNOLDS

I believe he was in the

crowd. Turn around Shawn!

Guy's warning falls on deaf ears as Ian sneaks up behind Cage and delivers an "And of Discussion" back brain kick that knocks Cage clearly out.

If volume was action, there would be a riot inside of the Steel Mill Auditorium as the fans boo the Righteous One. Ian pays them no mind and calls for a microphone. Standing over Shawn Cage, looks down on the Canadian Controversy.

IAN WRIGHT

Shawn, I warned you when I

arrived that nobody likes a

potty mouth. And I am afraid,

Shawn, that you are gonna

have to be punished!

Ian reaches into his jacket pocket.

GUY REYNOLDS

What's that, Jesse?

JESSE BARNES

Oh my God, is that...Yes, it's a bar of

soap. In fact, I believe that's the bar

of soap that Ian Wright from Alanna

McKay down at the Farmer's Market.

Ian mounts Shawn Cage and begins to force feed him the bar of soap.

IAN WRIGHT

You will not use obscene

potty talk in my town!

A "Bull-shit!" chant ensues, and after Ian concludes that he has made his point, he dismounts Shawn Cage.

JESSE BARNES

I cannot believe what we've just seen,

Guy. Ian Wright has just washed out

the mouth of Shawn Cage with soap!

GUY REYNOLDS

I don't believe Shawn Cage is gonna

be too happy when he comes through.

INT. STEEL MILL AUDITORIUM – BACKSTAGE – CONTINUOUS

Holli Blue

Jack?

Inside the locker room, the girlfriend of Wrestletown roster member Jack Owyns peaks into a room, which had the name plate on the door for Jack Owyns. Holli stepped inside the room.

HOLLI BLUE

Jack where are you.

Holli looked around, besides an open duffle bag. The room was empty and there was no sight of Jack. Holli turned to leave, but found a man standing in the doorway, blocking her exit from the room.

HOLLI BLUE

Jason!

Holli stepped back; Jason stepped inside.

HOLLI BLUE

You shouldn’t be here; why are here?

JASON

Listen Holli; I’m not here to hurt you—

HOLLI BLUE

Then why are you here?

Holli Blue tightened her grip on her purse, and place one hand on her hip.

HOLLI BLUE

You should leave, right now!

JASON

I’m here to apologize, make up for a mistake that

I made it the past. I’m not; who I was before…I

want to make things right.

Behind them the door swung open, and instep Jack Owyns covered from head to toe in blood.

JACK OWYNS

Well…What the fuck do we got going on

in fuckin’ here eh?

HOLLI BLUE

Jack, what happened?

JACK OWYNS

Fixing a fuckin’ problem.

Jack looked away from Holli, and looked at Jason, who looked at Jack but then back at Holli.

JASON

He’s bad news you know. You can do so much

better than this piece of garbage.

JACK OWYNS

What the fuck you say?

JASON

Holli please come with me.

Jason raised out his right hand, grabbing Holli by the wrist. Jack Owyns didn’t say anything but moved towards Jason wrapping his hands around Jason throat. He slammed him up against the wall, and applied pressure.

JASON

He’s a lunatic Holli.

HOLLI BLUE

Jack let him go, he isn’t worth it!

Holli grabbed onto Jack’s arms, and tried to pull him away but Jack was lost in the redness that had consumed him. He shrugged her off, not realizing what he did as he send Holli crashing to the floor. The sound of her hitting cement, woke him up as he let go of Jason who gasped for breath.

Jack dropped to his knees, as Jason ran out of the room clenching his throat. Jack grabbed Holli but she pulled away.

HOLLI BLUE

Don’t!

JACK OWYNS

Babe, I’m fuckin’; shit sorry.

Holli grabbed her purse, and got to her feet and quickly exited the locker room.

JACK OWYNS

Fuck.

MEADOW LEIGH

Ladies and gentlemen, the following is our main event
of the evening. It is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty
minute time limit. First, making her way to the ring...

"Bossy" by Kellis fills the Steel Mill auditorium, and here comes Bianca Davis down the runway. She takes her time, mixing it up with the fans, waving, blowing kisses, while at the same time making sure that nobody puts their common hands on her. She is oblivious to the fact that she is being greeted with a chorus of boos.

MEADOW LEIGH

From Malibu, California, weighing in at one hundred
twenty pounds, here is the "Queen B" Bianca Davis!

Bianca makes her way up the ring steps and waits for referee Dave Daniels to lower the ring rope for her, which he reluctantly does following an eye roll. Once in the ring, Bianca continues her patronizing salute of the fans.

GUY REYNOLDS

That is one confident woman right there, Jesse, to say the least.

JESSE BARNES

Confident is one way to put it.

GUY REYNOLDS

Well can you blame her? Two weeks ago, she made short
work of Holston's sweetheart, Hope Murdoch, and in
the process gained the mayor has her biggest fan!

JESSE BARNES

I'm not too sure Mayor Murdoch has Bianca Davis's picture
hanging anywhere in his office, except for maybe in the center
of his dartboard. Remember folks, it was the mayor himself
who lobbied for this match, primarily because he wanted
Bianca Davis to face someone as adept on breaking the
rules as she is. And here comes that someone right now!

We get the first chords of "Tears May Fall (Part II)" of "Bullet for My Valentine, followed by the scream:

"Let's Go Again!"

Priscilla appears on the runway, looking out over the crowd, who, in light of the events that have transpired over the evening, meet her with an unexpected chorus of cheers.

Priscilla looks confused-- unsure of what to do with it.

GUY REYNOLDS

I gotta say, if you asked me last week about Mayor Murdoch's
plan, I'd say it was diabolical, but fool proof. When it comes to
rule breakers in this sport, Priscilla Price has always been among
the top. But from what we've seen tonight, it seems like the "
Metropolitan Mistress" is having a crisis of conscience of some sorts.

JESSE BARNES

Well it appears that she has had a falling out with her longtime
mentor, Marty Sunshine, who is not by Priscilla's side as she
makes her way to the ring. Could this be a new Priscilla Price?

Priscilla enters the ring and retreats to a corner where she is warming up.

GUY REYNOLDS

Indeed, it may be, but newer is not always better
as Bianca Davis is moving in for the attack!

As Priscilla warms up in the corner with her back to Bianca, Bianca charges in and meets Priscilla with a hard forearm to the back, stumbling the former IWA Woman's Champion. The bell rings, and we are underway.

Bianca maintains the pressure with a brawling attack of kicks, punches, elbows and knees to keep Price grounded. Priscilla works hard to get to her base, but each time she falls victim to one of Queen B's limbs.

With Priscilla flattened on the canvas, Bianca Davis takes a moment to strut her stuff around the ring. She moves to the ropes near where Mayor Murdoch sits next to C.J. Nucifora in the front row, and she blows the longtime Mayor a kiss.

JESSE BARNES
That's disrespectful, Guy!

GUY REYNOLDS

How is that disrespectful? She's

acknowledging her biggest fan!

JESSE BARNES
What she should be doing is paying
attention to her opponent because look
out--- Priscilla is back on her feet and--

Bianca back toward Priscilla, only to get met with a dropkick from the Metropolitan Mistress that sends Bianca throw the ropes to the ringside pavement.

JESSE BARNES

That's what happens when you
turn your back to your opponent.

GUY REYNOLDS
I'll agree, Jesse, but what I find most telling
is that Priscilla Price is wasting an opportunity as
she is not following Bianca out of the ring.

Inside, a patient Priscilla waits for Bianca, who is slowly working her way to her feet on the outside.

JESSE BARNES

It makes no sense. The old Priscilla Price would have
been out there with Bianca, grabbing at anything in
site to bludgeon the Malibu Princess. I'm not sure
exactly what to make if this, but it's like we're
looking at a docile, neutered Priscilla Price!

Bianca gets to to the outside ring apron, and Priscilla moves toward her to bring her back in the hard way. However, as Priscilla moves in, she is met with an eye poke from Bianca. Davis then grabs Priscilla by the back of the head and drops down, draping Price's neck across the top rope and sending her sprawling to the canvas.

Back on her feet on the outside apron, Bianca waits for Priscilla to get to her feet and then catapults off the top rope, springboarding back into the ring where she connects with a flying clothesline and a cover of

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout by Priscilla and that was a close one.

GUY REYNOLDS

I don't know, folks, something just seems off about
Priscilla. She just seems like she is holding back.

JESSE BARNES

Well Bianca Davis is certainly not holding back, as she sets
up for a DDT and she connects! Another cover by Davis.

ONE!

TWO!

Priscilla gets a foot on the ropes. Bianca is slamming the mat, demonstrating to the ref the pace at which he should be making is count.

Meanwhile Priscilla is pulling herself up by the ropes. Bianca back on the offense, uses a series of knife hand chops to back Price into the corner. She whips Priscilla into the opposite turnbuckle, but as Priscilla approaches the padded corner, she hops to the second turnbuckle, and dives off with a moonsault that takes out the incoming Bianca.

The fans are alive and Priscilla is back in this one. She beats Bianca to her feet and sends the Malibu sensation to the canvas with first a hip toss, followed by an arm drag, followed by a dropkick.

Bianca rolls to the outside for a breather.

JESSE BARNES

Look out-- this time Priscilla is not gonna wait
in the ring! She's following Bianca out!

Priscilla catches up with Bianca on the outside, gets and handful of hair, and sends the Queen B face first into the railing, directly in front of Mayor Murdoch and C.J. Nucifora. The mayor shows an expression of restrained satisfaction.

Priscilla pulls up Bianca and rolls her back into the ring.

That's when the boos pick up. Marty Sunshine and Vladimir Vishnevsky appear at the top of the runway, and they are on their way down to ringside.

Priscilla has found her way to the apron, and then to the top rope. She is waiting for Bianca to get to her feet in the ring, but in the wait has found herself the subject of Marty's taunts from ringside. Price remains engaged in a back and forth with Marty, unaware of Bianca getting to her feet inside the ring. By the time Priscilla has turned her attention back to her opponent, she is met with a dropkick by Queen B that connects at her knees, and sends Priscilla crashing to the ringside floor!

JESSE BARNES

That distraction by Marty Sunshine
has proven costly to Priscilla Price.

Priscilla is sprawled out. Bianca moves toward the ropes to follow her out, but referee Dave Daniels runs interference, pushing Bianca back to the middle. Meanwhile, with the ref's back turned, at Marty's direction, Vladimir Vishnevsky helps up Priscilla on the outside.

GUY REYNOLDS

Look at this. Vishnevsky is helping up
Priscilla. Perhaps Marty Sunshine has
seen the error of his ways and is--

Suddenly, a devastating roundhouse by VIshnevsky to the side of Priscilla's head take her completely out.

JESSE BARNES

My God, that kick practically took
the Metropolitan Mistress's head off!

Referee Dave Daniels has turned his attention back to Priscilla and begins his count on her. Before he even gets to five, the fans have erupted with boos of toward the inevitable outcome.

JESSE BARNES

This is a travesty, folks.

GUY REYNOLDS

Say what you want, but Bianca Davis is about
to find herself two and oh in Wrestletown!

The ref reaches ten, and the bell rings. Bianca's music hits the speakers as Meadow Leigh makes the announcement.

MEADOW LEIGH

Here is your winner, as a result
of a countout-- Bianca Davis!

Bianca is strutting about the ring, celebrating another victory, prior to exiting the ring.

Out of nowhere, Rosalee Baker sneaks into the ring behind Bianca Davis. She is holding a box.

GUY REYNOLDS

What is she doing here, Jesse?
And what does she have in that
box? Are those...pastries?

Rosalee pulls out a large pastry, covered in frosting.

JESSE BARNES

Why yes it is!

Rosalee taps Bianca on the shoulder. Bianca turns around and Rosalee mashes the pastry into Bianca's face. Bianca hits the ground and Rosalee mounts Queen B, force feeding her the pastry to the delight of the fans.

GUY REYNOLDS

Wait a minute now-- what about Bianca's figure!?!

Rosalee pops to her feet, throws her hands in the air to a applause from the fans, and exists. Within moments, a furious Bianca rolls out and runs down the runway, presumably in pursuit of Rosalee.

Meanwhile Marty grabs hold of the mic, and stands over Price, with Vladimir by his side.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Priscilla, my dear Priscilla, I am so
very, very, disappointed in you.

Marty picks up a chair and tosses it into the ring. He rolls into the ring himself and sets up the chair and has a seat. Meanwhile, Vladimir pulls up the semi-conscious Priscilla and carries her up the ringside stairs and into the ring.

MARTY SUNSHINE

Like any of my good children, Priscilla, you must
be punished. THat is the only way we learn from
our mistakes. You, my little girl, need a spanking!

The fans are spewing venom at the unruly manager as Vlad sets Priscilla up over Marty's knee.

MARTY SUNSHINE

You have to believe me when I say, this is going to hurt
me, more than it's gonna hurt--- you know what, strike that,
reverse it. This is definitely gonna hurt you more.

JESSE BARNES
Oh how humiliating.

Marty pulls his arm back to spank Priscilla, but before he knows it, C.J. Nucifora is in the ring, and Marty freezes in his tracks. Vlad, hands folded, stands in between Marty and C.J.

MARTY SUNSHINE

You again? Just turn around, college boy,
or you're gonna get the next spanking.

C.J. charges at Marty, Vlad goes to take him out with a clothesline, C.J. ducks it; when Vlad turns to face C.J., he meets the big Belorussian with a boot to the stomach, followed by a lateral drop.

Marty, in a panic, lets Priscilla fall to the ground and rolls out of the ring, hopping the railing to make his escape.

Inside the ring, C.J. tends to Priscilla, who is out. He lifts her up into his arms like a groom holding his bride, ready to carry her over the threshold. With Priscilla in his arms, C.J. turns to make his exit from the ring, when on the large Wrestle-tron, he catches Samantha Pavak in the crowd, observing C.J. holding Priscilla.

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Chris Shields: I think the regular assignment and PB assignment will help with that quite a bit, and then some social timeline stuff May 3, 2015 19:50:44 GMT -5

Babs Ryan: So, Crossroads. That was supposed to be yesterday right? Still working on that? I wouldn't mind getting Babs on if so.

May 4, 2015 5:54:23 GMT -5

Admin: Scott: Gonna Hey all. I am moving crossroads to next Sunday to give everyone more time to send stuff. I only got two submissions. Thanks. May 4, 2015 10:43:33 GMT -5