[Fade up to a wide angle shot of the arena]
[The lights in the arena suddenly go off. The only light left is that of the Giant screen of the Jumbotron. The symbol of the Authority
flashes on the screen as the fans begin to cheer. Black and white video of Adam-X, Jeff, Kushner, Napalm, Mace, and
"Devil's Own" Alex Constantine show at both work and out of the ring, dirty prints with water marks and scratches on the film.
Suddenly fire screams up on the stage booming across the length of metal structure. THe P.A. screams aloud as the Authority's
music, "Pts.of.Athrty" by Linkin Park pours through Arena. The fans are on their feet and screaming loudly.]
[The fire jumps higher and suddenly in the middle of the stage it lowers. Fire raging all around them and through the opening of the fire wall, "Devil's Own" Alex Constantine and Napalm walk through the stage to the arena. The fans cheer loudly going crazy for the young superstars. The lights in the arena come back as the fans are cheering, screaming and chanting for the Authority members as the CSWA fans are in the arena. Alex and Napalm stand looking over the crowd, raising their arms over his head at the edge of the stage. Both men's eyes filled with intensity as they looks towards the ring.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Now entering the ring...at a combined weight of 572 pounds...THE AUTHORITY!!!
[Alex stands there dressed for battle with the Great Plains Title hung on his right shoulder. Wearing black half tights, Silver fire
travels up his right side. He is wearing black knee pads with black boots up his calves. Both boots have the Authority symbol on
the outside in silver. Alex is wearing a black elbow brace on his left arm. Both fists and wrists are taped up in white athletic tape.
The lights show the definition to his well developed upper body and arms. His brown hair is spiked up in the bed head style as
his green eyes shine through the arena. He has on his black AUTHORITY:CSWA T-shirt. There are no sleeves and it is cut down
the sides as it hangs on his muscular frame. Napalm is dressed in black tights. Silver Authority symbol along with right side of his
thighs and silver flames up the left side. His massive physique shines under the lights. His long black hair hangs down his
shoulders as his fists and wrists are taped up. The wall of fire drops down as the Authority makes their way down the ramp and
to the ring. They smacks the hands of his fans on both sides as they head down. Alex jumps up on the ring apron and climbs into
the ring. Napalm walks up the metal steps onto the ring apron. He steps over the top rope and into the ring as the fans continue to
cheer for them.]
[Alex and Napalm go from turn buckle to turn buckle and hype the crowd even more. After another few moments, they go to
thier corner and pull on the ropes stretching. Alex pulls the T-shirt off and throws it out to crowd where it is attacked by the fans.
Alex hands the Great Plains title over to the referee and walks back to his corner. Napalm and Alex lean back into the corner with
their arms on the ropes, keeping their eyes trained on the entrance and awaiting the entrance of the next opponents.]
[Before anything else can be said the new CAL Champs music kicks in. The fans jump to their feet and start chanting]
[CROWD]: MACE! MACE! MACE!
[PAGE] AND HERE HE IS�THE CAL CHAMPION!! MAAAACE!!!
[ MCCOY] Oh great, just what we need. His overinflated ego to fill up the ring
[The sound of a dropping bomb fills the arena, and the fans rise to their feet cheering on the new CAL Champ as he steps
out from behind the curtain. Powerman 5000's Bombshell then rips through the arena.]
[DIAMOND LOU]: Now entering the ring, from New York City, New York...weighing in at 275 pounds...the CAL heavyweight champion...
MACEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
[Mace stands at the top of the ramp, and soaks in the applause from the capacity crowd. He wears his brown hair, back in a ponytail. A black Authority T-shirt showcases his muscles, and his usual faded blue jeans come to a stop just above his Doc Marten's. The CAL title rests comfortably over his shoulder.]
[Mace begins his walk down the ramp, taking his time to soak in all the cheers. Almost every fan in the front row is leaning over the guardrail, trying to high five the champ. Mace obliges them.]
[Mace slides into the ring under the bottom rope and jumps up to his feet. He goes around from ringpost to ringpost raising the title high above his head with both hands. Each time he does, the crowd responds with another explosion of cheers]
[Mace starts his warm up, and finally the crowd begins to quiet down.]
[All the lights in the arena fade slowly to black as �Weapon� by Matthew Good Band, starts to play on the speaker system.]
[On the video screen two white dots appear with a black backdrop, the left one flashing, �Jack� and the right one flashing, �Cross�]
[The dots flash red with white lettering momentarily]
[The dots flash again the words, �Relentless Assault� flashing just for a second in each one.]
[The dots flash again the words, �Relentless Assault� flashing just for a second in each one.]
[Two spot lights at the top of the ramp turn on, illuminating Jack Cross who is standing at the entrance. He�s wearing his usual ring attire, �F*ck Jack Cross� t-shirt� baggy black jeans]
[The two spot lights at the top of the ramp follow Jack as he starts to move towards the ring in a slow walk.]
[Jack gets to ringside and climbs up the stairs.]
[He climbs into the ring.]
[Jack stands in the center of the ring and looks to the sky, suddenly 4 fireworks (one in each corner) go off, angled just about two feet above Jack they cross making an �X� in smoke.]
[The bell rings and after much debate from Cross and Mace. Mace is set to square off against
Constantine.]
[PAGE]: These two have already faced off in a great match. Now they face off again this time
for the tag team titles.
[McCOY]: The only one that deserves anything in that ring is Cross...wait actually the Authority
deserve something...
[PAGE]: What's that Russ?
[McCOY]: Pink slips.
[PAGE]: Mace and Constantine in a collar and elbow tie up. Mace reverses his position and powers
Constantine back into his corner but the faster Constantine ducks under the clubbing blow
from Mace!
[McCOY]: BAH!
[Constantine dropkicks Mace, staggering Mace who falls back into the turnbuckles. Cross tags
himself in.]
[PAGE]: Constantine with a brilliant dropkick, Cross tags himself in...wait WHAT A CLOTHESLINE
FROM MACE!
[McCOY]: Looks like Lexy is counting lights again.
[PAGE]: Cross like a hyena now viciously stomping away at Constantine.
[Satisfied that Constantine is subdued for the moment, Cross walks towards Napalm and shouts
something inaudible. Napalm tries to get into the ring but is stopped by the referee.]
[PAGE]: Cross purposely drew Napalm into the ring, now the fans are really booing him!
[Cross proceeds to choke Constantine out with his boot. Constantine's face goes beet red as
he is slowly deprived of air. The ref seeing this tactic begins a count, Cross releases the
hold.]
[PAGE]: Cross using the rulebook to his advantage here Russ.
[McCOY]: Smart.
[PAGE]: Cross pulling Constantine up now...overhead release belly to belly! Executed to perfection
by Cross!
[McCOY]: Cross is a brilliant wrestler, he knows what he's doing.
[Cross gets up and drags Constantine to a neutral corner, he lays the boots on him before
stopping to flip the crowd the bird.]
[PAGE]: What a vulgar display by Cross. He turns back to Constantine...Cross going for a DDT...
NO! Constantine spins his body and connects with a northern lights suplex!!!
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[PAGE]: ONE!!!
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[PAGE]: Kickout by Cross. Both men are quickly back up.
[Constantine punches Cross with a stiff right jab, Cross staggers and comes back with a
left hook that staggers Constantine.]
[PAGE]: These two are battling it out.
[Constantine misses with a shot, Cross tries to nail Constantine but Constantine ducks under
and swings his legs behind Cross's back, twisting his body, he rolls Cross up.]
[PAGE]: Great counter by Constantine!
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[PAGE]: ONE!
[PAGE]: Kickout from Cross.
[The crowd is on their feet following the counter by Constantine.]
[PAGE]: Cross with a hurrica...
[Cross leaps up for a hurricanrana before Constantine can react but instead of completing
the move, Cross spins and lunges forward.]
[PAGE]: Rollup from Cross.
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[PAGE]: ONE!
[PAGE]: Shoulder up from Constantine. Both men are back up again. They both tag out. Mace
seemed reluctant to take the tag from Cross.
[McCOY]: I don't blame him, but Mace against Napalm, this should be good.
[Mace and Napalm lock up and the crowd is on their feet cheering them both on. Napalm tosses
Mace back into his corner like he was a cruiserweight. The big man smiles at Mace.]
[PAGE]: Did you see that? The power of Napalm is amazing!
[McCOY]: Whatever.
[PAGE]: SPEAR! SPEAR! Mace just speared Napalm to the ground!
[Mace is quickly on Napalm pulling him back up before snapping him back down with a quick
snap suplex.]
[PAGE]: Snap suplex from Mace!
[McCOY]: I'm not impressed.
[PAGE]: Mace now trying to lock on an STF...NAPALM IS TOO STRONG! NAPALM IS TOO STRONG! He just
powered out of Mace's attempt at a STF!
[Mace has a shocked look on his face but he locks Napalm in a headlock as the big man lumbers
back to his feet.]
[PAGE]: Not even Mace can keep Big Scary down.
[McCOY]: What does it matter? The authority will just cheat like that bum Adam X earlier tonight.
[PAGE]: Napalm tries to whip Mace off of him but Mace holds on.
[Napalm slides his arm around the waist of Mace and drops him back first across the mat forcing
Mace to release his headlock.]
[PAGE]: BIG SIDESLAM FROM NAPALM! Napalm pulls Mace up and tags Constantine in. Double irish whip
....BIG DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE FROM THE AUTHORITY!
[McCOY]: BAH!
[PAGE]: Cross comes running in...RIGHT INTO THE GRIP OF NAPALM! CHOKESLAM CHOKESLAM!
[The crowd goes nuts as Cross is chokeslammed straight to hell by Big Scary.]
[PAGE]: Cross isn't moving Russ.
[McCOY]: I hope he's not hurt! That big idiot hurt the most talented man in this match.
[PAGE]: Constantine now pulling Mace back to his feet...WHAT A T-BONE SUPLEX FROM CONSTANTINE!
[Constantine drags Mace to his feet and tags out to Napalm.]
[PAGE]: The Authority with quick tags here, great strategy.
[McCOY]: They cheat.
[PAGE]: Constantine whips Mace into the ropes and lifts him...SPINE BUSTER SPINE BUSTER!
Constantine lifted Mace right into a vicious spinebuster from Napalm. There's no going
easy between these guys!
[The crowd erupts at the move.]
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[PAGE]: ONE!
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[PAGE]: TWO!
[PAGE]: SAVE BY CROSS! Cross saved Mace! CROSS SAVED MACE!
[Cross groggily heads back to the corner and waits for a tag while holding his neck. Napalm
angrily stares him down as he gets back to his feet.]
[PAGE]: I think Cross just pissed off Big Scary.
[McCOY]: Ughhh me Big Scary...stomp...beat...yeah yeah!
[PAGE]: You'd better hope he doesn't hear you.
[McCOY]: [scared] You don't think he heard do you?
[Napalm pulls Mace up and whips him into the far corner as if daring Cross to tag himself in.
Cross, not wanting to lose face obliges and wearily comes into the ring with the Big Scary.]
[PAGE]: I think Cross is scared Russ.
[McCOY]: NO WAY!
[Cross points to Constantine momentarily taking the referee's attention off the match. Cross
seizes the opportunity and kicks a fieldgoal between Napalm's legs.]
[PAGE]: NO! CROSS JUST KICKED NAPALM RIGHT IN THE MIDSECTION!
[McCOY]: I guess he has balls after all.
[PAGE]: Dropkick to the knee from Cross drops Napalm down to the mat. Smart strategy by Cross.
[Cross grabs Napalm's left leg and drops his knee into the underside of Napalm's knee causing
the big man to yell out in pain.]
[PAGE]: What a knee drop on the knee of Napalm! Cross holding onto that left leg and wrenching
it in a way the knee isn't meant to go!
[McCOY]: Attaboy Jackie!
[PAGE]: Look at the sick look on Cross's face. He's proud of himself for what he's doing to
Big Scary's knee.
[Cross stands up and kicks Napalm in the knee again before wrapping him up in a sharpshooter.]
[PAGE]: Sharpshooter being applied by Cross now and Cross is shouting insults at Constantine.
[McCOY]: Look at the Big Scary now, he looks like a big wussy.
[PAGE]: Cross really has that hold cinched in and the referee asks him if he wants to give up but
Napalm shakes his head no.
[McCOY]: Break that cheater!
[PAGE]: Constantine coming into the ring but the referee stops him and that allows Cross to keep
Napalm locked in that sharpshooter!
[Napalm is shouting in pain and Cross really wrenches on his knee. The referee asks him if he
wants to quit but Napalm screams "NO". With a last burst of energy Napalm powers his way out of
the hold sending Cross flying to the outside and Napalm crashes to the mat to recover.]
[PAGE]: Napalm powered out of the sharpshooter but I don't think he has it in him to make the tag.
Cross meanwhile is staggering about on the outside...OH MY GAWD OH MY GAWD!
[The crowd goes nuts after Constantine nails a picture perfect springboard twisting moonsault.]
[PAGE]: The arc on that moonsault was amazing Russ! Constantine might have taken both himself
and Cross out of this match but the fans are loving it!
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[McCOY]: They love this cheater. He had no business attacking Cross.
[Napalm by this time is sitting up and shaking out the cobwebs, Mace is still on the apron
having made no effort to help his tag-team partner on the otherside of the ring.]
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[PAGE]: I think Cross might get counted out here folks. Napalm using the ropes to get to his feet
now. Constantine and Cross are just starting to stir.
[Mace hops down off the apron and goes over to the "crash-site" and grabs Cross before he can
react and rolls him back into the ring.]
[McCOY]: Mace is trying to kill his own tag team partner! That dirty cheater!
[PAGE]: I don't think Napalm is any shape to attack Cross right now Russ.
[Napalm is testing out his knee. Cross is on one knee as Napalm spots him. Napalm charges,
as best a big man on a bad wheel can...]
[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD OH MY GAWD! WHAT A BACK BODY DROP! NAPALM TOOK OUT BOTH MACE AND CONSTANTINE
WITH THAT!
[McCOY]: Jack Cross is just a genius. He's taking the Authority apart all by himself!
[PAGE]: The Authority on the outside isn't moving!
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[PAGE]: Cross is content to win this by countout, the fans are letting him hear it.
[McCOY]: These fans don't know talent. They just love hooligans like that garbage outside the
ring.
[PAGE]: It looks like a human car crash outside the ring folks!
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[Mace and Constantine are the first to start moving, very slowly at that. Napalm stirs a bit
but not much. Mace and Constantine manage to get themselves out from under Napalm after a few
seconds.]
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[PAGE]: Look at Cross strutting around the ring, harassing the fans.
[McCOY]: He's great ain't he?
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[Constantine helps Napalm back into the ring. Napalm is a little groggy but appears to know
where he is. Mace slowly returns to his corner as does Constantine who immediately yells at
Napalm for a tag.]
[PAGE]: Cross is right on Napalm like a rabid dog kicking away at the big man.
[McCOY]: That's because Cross is a thinking man's wrestler. He knows what he's doing.
[PAGE]: Cross grabs Napalm's left leg to do some more damage but when he leans over he gets
a big right boot to the side of the face!
[Napalm rolls over and crawls towards his corner, the crowd going crazy urging him on. A shocked
Cross runs over and tries to stop him but the big man lunges forward and tags Constantine in.]
[PAGE]: Constantine in and Cross immediately runs back to tag Mace in. Mace reluctantly accepts
another tag. I don't think he wanted to let Cross out Russ.
[McCOY]: Mace is just a lazy man, he's a bad champion and he got lucky against Owens.
[PAGE]: No way Russ. Mace is a great champion.