[Fade In]
[The words start appearing on the screen in front of the sold out arena. The cheers begin at first but grow quickly in volume that WILDFIRE is on the air.
LAST WEEK!!!!
[As soon as the words disappear and the images come to life, the crowd screams their approval.]
[CUT TO SCENE...]
[Marshall angrily waits as the crowd finishes the chant before talking. When he does speak the anger in his voice is easily heard.]
[MARSHALL]: Adam, your ego has misled you into thinking that you are bigger than the CSWA, even maybe bigger than the sport itself. So to help quell anymore illusions of grandeur I am going to personally see that you go down your own little road to redemption. You think you are such a big draw to this sport then god dammit you will fight each and every week to prove that you are that damn good. And it will happen week in and week out until you break, have paid your pennance or completely snap and..... [Marshall grins].......and............[shakes his head] No I'll keep that pleasant thought to myself.
[The crowd roars, they may be upset that Marshall has decided to make Adam-X's life miserable but getting the chance to see one of their favs in action on every show was just too good to turn down.]
[MARSHALL]: Last week it was Jack Cross. This week it's a handicap match. Not a bad start if I say so myself. [The crowd lets Marshall have it again] Now let's move onto next week [Marshall pauses for a moment] and see where the road to redemption goes.
[CUT TO ANOTHER SCENE...]
[MARSHALL]: WAIT! WAIT! WAIT!!!! I am not done yet. Last Sunday at the Karen Mace Memorial Tournament it was announced that the CSWA's own Mace has been selected to be the number one contender for the CAL Heavyweight belt and will fight Ric Owens at the Crusade.
[The crowd jumps to it's feet and starts cheering. Marshall lets them go on for a bit until he decides it's time to burst the bubble]
[MARSHALL]: BUT! It's not going to be that easy for Mace.
[PAGE]: How did I know that was going to happen.
[MARSHALL]: Mace, the rest of the Executive Board may thinkk you are the man and deserve a shot but in my opinion you haven't earned squat. SO this is what is going to happen. Next WildFire! you are going to go up against none other than..................
[MCCOY}: Ripper Longshanks.....Ripper Longshanks......
[MARSHALL]: Alex Constantine.........
[PAGE AND MCCOY]: WHAT!?
[MARSHALL]: ......in a no disqualification hardcore match. Mace if you win your dreams come true and you get a shot at Owens. If you lose well I guess you have to sit back and watch as your fearless leader gets the title match.
[A chorus of boos rain down on Marshall as he stands in the middle of the ring smiling like the cat who just ate the canary. Moments later he makes his way out of the ring and slowly starts heading up the ramp to the backstage area.]
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[Spinning around, Python plummets off of the top rope and to the outside with Mace in Cradle DDT position. They both go crashing into the steel guard rail and slump to the ground.]
[PAGE]: OH MY GOD!!!
[CROWD]: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
[PAGE]: SNAKE BITE OFF THE TIP ROPE AND INTO THE METAL GUARD RAIL BELOW! I CAN�T BELIEVE IT!!!
[MCCOY]: I THINK THEY�RE BOTH OUT COLD!
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[PAGE]: Double count out! It�s over!
[MCCOY]: Man, what a match! They were neck and neck the whole time!
[PAGE]: Well, I think Python has certainly proved himself once again, and Mace has shown that he can still put on an amazing match, even when he�s hurt. [Finally, Mace makes it to his feet, holding his head. Python, who hit the guard rail a lot harder, is still down, holding his back. Mace looks down at him with some concern while a team of referees come out. One of them bends down and begins to talk to Python, but he just shakes his head in reply. The referees leave, but Mace stays.]
[Mace bends down and begins speaking to Python. He winces in reply. Then, Mace grins and says something quickly to Python. Python gives off a short burst of laughter and then winces painfully again. The crowd cheers as Mace help Python to his feet, raises both of their arms, and helps him back down the entrance ramp. At the top of the ramp Cross comes running out and sends Mace flying with a shot to the head with a kendo stick. For good measure Cross turns around and sends the stick down over Python's head too. Cross stands over both men arms raised over his head a wicked smile on his face. The smile fades quickly though as Jeff Kushner and Adam-X come tearing out from backstage and begin to pursue the former CAL tag champion down towards the ring.]
[PAGE]: Look at Cross run. He knows he better get going befor The Authority get ahold of him.
[MCCOY]: CHEATERS! The whole bunch of them.
[Once again security comes pouring out and blocks Adam-X and Jeff Kushner from gettin hold of Jack Cross. As the two members of the Authority get escorted away two other figures step out and stand beside Cross. On Cross's left is Jeremiah Blackwell on the right is Ripper Longshanks. All three men start to laugh at the Authority's prediciment. Adam-X starts to break through the security cordone but Kushner stops him with a hand on the shoulder and a quick word.]
[CUT TO ANOTHER SCENE...]
[PAGE]: Wait a second, ROBERT MARSHALL is coming down the ramp. What is he doing here?
[MCCOY]: Quiet Eddie. He is the boss and will do whatever he wants.
[Robert Marshall comes walking down the ramp to the boos of the fans. He walks up to the ring and stands there watching. Adam hits Wright with a right hand then Irish whips him into the ropes. Marshall reaches out and grabs Wrights leg, tripping him up. Wright falls face first into the mat as Marshall starts screaming at the Alexander to ring the bell.]
[PAGE] MY GOD, I don't believe what I have just seen.
[MCCOY] That is why he is the boss. That was beautiful to go down and take things into his own hands.
[Alexander is a confused as he looks at Marshall. Marshall continues to yell at him as Adam looks confused at both Marshall and Alexander. Alexander shakes his head but motions for the bell.]
[PAGE] ADAM-X is disqualified! ADAM-X just got disqualifed because of Robert Marshall interfereing. This is appalling.
[DIAMOND LOU] Your winner by Disqualification, CHRIS WRRIIGHHHTTTTTTT!!!!!!
[MCCOY]: That will teach that cheater what happens if you don't follow the line.
[PAGE] Adam-X is outraged at what happened as he is looking at Marshall walking back up the ramp.
[Adam-X is argueing with Alexander at the call as Alexander is shaking his head and pointing at Wright, half out, on the mat. Adam-X leans over the ropes, shouting at Marshall who just points at Adam with a determined look on his face. ]
[PAGE]: Adam-X was robbed in the ring out there. He should have won this hands down but Marshall's master plan for Adam-X stopped that.
[Adam-X is angry as he slides out of the ring. He walks towards the back of the ring and grabs the chair from the time keeper. The time keeper jumps up as Adam-X pulls the chair from him. Adam-X flips the chair shut and starts around the ring. Marshall starts to back up the ring quicker as he sees Adam come around the ring carying the steel chair.]
[PAGE]: Adam has had enough as he is coming after Marshall with a steel chair.
[MCCOY] Quick. Get security out here and stop that madman. Doesn't he know he is only going to make matters worse on himself.
[PAGE]: I don't think Adam is thinking of what's right.
[The crowd is cheering Adam-X as he points at Marshall making his way up the ramp. The fans are cheering as Adam-X holds up the chair. Marshall is quickly making his way to the exit when he bumps into a figure behind him. Marshall turns around and smiles as The Darkness stands behind him. Ripper and Blackwell look at Adam-X who stops on the ramp. Marshall straightens himself up and steps behind Ripper and Blackwell.]
[PAGE]: The Darkness has come out to help the boss.
[MCCOY]: Now Adam-X is going to get what he deserves. Get him Ripper. Show Adam-X who really runs this company.
[ Security starts to come out of the back as the Darkness heads down the ramp. Adam-X holds the chair up and stands his ground looking at the two men. Security personel are everywhere and positioning themselves between the Darkness and Adam-X.]
[CUT TO ANOTHER SHOT...This time at NPW's KAREN MACE MEMORIAL TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT..]
[MASTERS]: Billington, ordering McNulty back to his corner - BUT A CLOTHESLINE ON JAIME BY NAPALM! And Fred's trying to break that one up! Alex Constantine, sliding slowly back into the ring as McNulty and Napalm battle on the floor! Constantine, to his feet! Edwards, covering up, and looking over his shoulder -- NO!
[CRRRRRAAAAACCCCCCKKKKK!!]
[Edwards spins, landing the brass knuckles into the head of Constantine! Alex drops to the mat as McNulty staggers off to his corner, Fred Billington turning to see Edwards falling over him. Sliding back in....]
[MASTERS]: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!
ONE!
[MASTERS]: THIS IS A TRAVESTY OF THE KAREN MACE CUP!
TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
[MASTERS]: IT CAN'T END LIKE --
THREEEEEEE- --- RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
[MASTERS]: CONSTANTINE KICKS OUT! HE KICKS OUT!
[Lifting his shoulder, his head cut open, Constantine kicks out of the shot. Edwards, sitting up and rolling away to hide the brass knux, swears to himself. Getting to his feet, he grabs Constantine by the hair as lifts him up, shoving him between his legs for the piledriver -- when Napalm dives into the ring, and SPEARS Edwards in the back, all three men going down! Jaime McNulty enters in through the ropes, and Napalm turns as he rises, charging him. McNulty, however, splits his legs across the top rope as Napalm misses the spear underneath him, colliding with the ringpost!]
[Edwards and Constantine are both down, and Fred Billington returns to the ring to watch the action. Ron Havok, however, getting up on the apron, grabs Billington by the collar and screams at him to distract his attention... as Edwards weakly lobs the brass knuckles to McNulty as he slides off the top rope! Catching them, McNulty slips them on his hand...]
[MASTERS]: FROM OUT OF THE BACK! HERE! COMES! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!
[CSWa's own Mace flies from the back, a pissed-off look on the face as he rushes towards the ring. Grabbing Havok and yanking him to the floor, Mace floors him with a right hand, and dives into the ring!]
[MASTERS]: And Mace has had enough! Enough of Havok's interference! Enough of foreign objects! And it's time to do some damage!
[Fred Billington protests Mace's in-ring presence mightily, but the Bronx Buster pays no mind. As McNulty raises the brass knuckles, Mace hammers him with rights and lefts! Smashing him towards the ropes, Mace takes a few steps back -- and delivers the "Big Boot" to Jaime, sending him over the top! But behind him, as Alex Constantine staggers to his feet, his forehead bleeding... Keith Edwards also stands, and rolls him up! Billington drops as Mace hammers Jaime over the top -- and Edwards pulls a handful of tights!
ONE! TWO! THREE!!
DING! DING! DING!]
[FADES to BACKSTAGE]
[The scenes and replays end with with a fade to the Backstage. The back of the arena is filled with life as the camera focuses in on Jimmy West standing with Napalm, Adam-X, Mace, and "Devil's Own" Alex Constantine. The crowd erupts as the four men of the AUTHORITY stand ready for action. Each man is dressed in black AUTHORITY T-shirts with the front reading "CAL FUTURE...AUTHORITY CSWA!" The backs of the shirt reading "and YOU CAN'T FIGHT THIS!" Jimmy West looks into the Camera as he lifts up the microphone. The fans are going crazy in the arena for the fan favorites with cheers and chants. ]
[JIMMY]: We just witnessed what the AUTHORITY went through last week, both here on WILDFIRE and as the NPW's KAREN MACE MEMORIAL TOURNAMENT. Things were not good as every deck was stacked against them.
[ADAM-X]: Damn right it was stacked against us. But look at those scenes and look at us here because we are still standing here. There is nothing that Marshall or The Darkness can do that will keep the AUTHORITY out of it. I have fought against every odd that has ever been thrown in front of me. The AUTHORITY has fought against all odds to stand here tonight for the fans.
If some big shot who thinks to much of himself and two psychotic bastards want to try and stop us...then here we are because it is going to take more then a Road of Redemption and a matches against each other to do so.
[JIMMY]: Now, tonight with JEFF KUSHNER away to compete in his CRUSADE FOR THE CHOSEN ONE match, We have the CAL Heavyweight title shot up for grabs as it is brother against brother, Constantine against Mace. What is even worse is that Adam-X is the special guest referee for the ANARCHY RULES match. What is going to happen out there tonight with the AUTHORITY?
[CONSTANTINE]: You are going to see a match for the ages. These FANS are going to get a match that will go down in the record books because no one is laying down. Doesn't matter who wins because we are giving our all. This team, THIS FAMILY, will weather any storm that Marshall tries to throw at us.
[MACE]: Marshall, Darkness, Hell, the entire CAL better watch that ring tonight because this is what the AUTHORITY can do and is all about. This is what this business is all about. Alex and I are going out to give a hundred percent and show the world just how the AUTHORITY works. After tonight, you will know exactly who the AUTHORITY is and the fact that YOU CAN'T FIGHT THIS!!!
[Adam-X, Alex, Mace and Napalm start to walk off, finishing the interview. Jimmy west goes forward and stops Napalm before he can leave.]
[JIMMY]: Napalm. You are not scheduled tonight. What are you plans for tonight as Adam, Alex and Mace are involved in the main event?
[Napalm leans down and stares into Jimmy's eyes. The glare is harsh and unforgiving as Napalm grabs ahold of Jimmy's wrist, pulling the microphone to his face]
[NAPALM] I am going to do what needs to be done. I am there to watch their back and put some fear back into the soulless. I am going to do what I do best and that is hit and break things. When it starts to go down, make sure you are not nearby.
[Napalm lets go of Jimmy West's wrist and turns leaving as Jimmy shakes his hand and holding his wrist.]
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