[The lights flicker for a moment and then the arena goes dark, and then the sound of an acoustic guitar strumming starts up and then Hank Williams Jr. begins to sing �Country Boys Can Survive�.]

[PAGE]: My God. That's Yokel's music. This will be the first time he has been seen since his horrible showing at the Crusade

#The preacher man says it's the end of time#
#And the Mississippi River she's a-goin' dry#
#The interest is up and the stock markets down#
#And you only get mugged if you go down town

[MCCOY]:Damn. And here I thought my life would by Yokel free from now on.

[The fans begin to cheer as a spotlight flicks on and then the large body of Cledus T. Yokel appears in the circle of light. When they see him, the fans begin to cheer even louder and he raises his hands to the crowd.]

#I live back in the woods you see#
#My woman and the kids and the dogs and me#
#I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive#
#And a country boy can survive#
#Country folks can survive#

[Cledus is wearing a pair of brand new blue jeans and this time he�s not wearing a white wife-beater t-shirt. Instead he is wearing a short sleeve t-shirt with the words �Crusade for the Chosen One 2003� on the front of it. The T-shirt is stretched tight across Cledus�s girth, and in to finish his outfit is the unmistakable form of his 1982 El Camino Hubcap Belt Buckle.]

[MCCOY]:Looks like Marshall told Yokel to wash before he came back to the CSWA. That's why he was gone so long. Couldn't find the bathroom.

#I can plow a field all day long#
#I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn#
#We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too#
#Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do#
#We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine#
#And a country boy can survive#
#Country folks can survive#

[Cledus starts walking down to the ring, slapping hands as he goes. He stops every so often when he sees a young fan and gives them a high five, and he gets a hug from a couple of little girls. Smiling widely, Cledus walks around the ring, continuing to slap hands with the fans.]

[PAGE]: You can't say a nice word about anyone can you.

[MCCOY]: Nope.

#Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run#
#'Cause we're them ole boy raised on shotgun#
#We say grace and we say ma'am#
#If you ain't into that we don't give a damn#

[Climbing the ring steps slowly, Cledus stands on the ring apron and pumps his fist in the air as the crowd continues to cheer. Squeezing his bulk between the second and third rope, Cledus makes his way across the ring and is handed a microphone through the ring ropes.]

#We came from the West Virginia coal mines#
#And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies#
#And we can skin a buck, we can run a trot line#
#And a country boy can survive#
#Country folks can survive#

[Cledus�s music fades out, and he raises the microphone to his face. As he does so the crowd begins to quiet down somewhat.]

[YOKEL]: How is ya�ll doin� Lincolnel?

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

[Cledus smiles widely as the crowd cheers again.]

[PAGE]: The fans sure love the Loveable Redneck.

[MCCOY]:That's because he reminds them of their Uncle Bob who is their father or something like that.

[YOKEL]: It shore do be feelin� good ta be standin� here in this ring today. Ah jes� got back from that Crusade thinger, an� ah shore did have maself a gooder time. But it ain�t nothin� like comin� back home ta all ma fans.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[Cledus smiles his wide four tooth grin and flashes a thumbs up sign.]

[YOKEL]: Las� week ah done made it ta tha secon� round of tha Crusade thingermajig. Ah woulda liked ta git furder than that, but it jes� didn� happen. But ah wanted ta thank ya�ll, cause if ya�ll didn�t cheer fer me, then ah shore wouldn� ah bin there. Ya�ll give yerselves a hand, fer being such darn good fans.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[MCCOY]:BAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[YOKEL]: Ah ain� in a match this week, but ah�m layin� ah chall�chall�callin� anyone out from tha back ta come out here an� say they�ll wrassle me nex� week.

RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

[PAGE]: Yokel has issued an open challenge to anyone on the CSWA roster for next week. WHAT A GESTURE!!

[The crowd starts a slow but loud Yokel chant. Yokel raises both of his arms in the air and urges the fans to keep the chant up. ]

YO-KELLLLLLLLLL

YO-KELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

YO-

[VOICE]: SHUT THE HELL UP!!!

[All heads including Yokel's turn towards the entrance ramp where Ripper Longshanks and Jeremiah Blackwell aka The Darkness have just walked out. Ripper stands on the left side of the rampway, already dressed for his match later in the evening. Full length black pants with the words Ripper down the side of them. Tightly laced combat boots rest on his feet and his hands are already taped up with white atheltic tape. Ripper's upper body is covered with a loose fitting Deep End T-shirt that has Ripper's face on the front while the back has a pair of hands tearing through the fabric of the shirt. In Ripper's right hand is a mic, and its quite obvious that he is the one who told the crowd to shut up.Blackwell who is on the right side of the ramp, is dressed in a pair of black pants, matching shirt. His hands are wrapped up in a pair of fingerless black gloves, and a large twisted grin is on his face.He points at Yokel and makes a motion of snapping a twig. Yokel knowing the shit has hit the fan takes a step back and prepares for the worse.]

[PAGE]:What the hell are they doing here.?

[MCCOY]: Maybe they have decided to accept Yokel's challenge.

[The Darkness reach the bottom of the ramp and split up. Ripper takes the left side and slowly starts walking around it. Blackwell moves over to the announcer's table and stands in front of it blocking Page's view. Page starts to stand up to ask Blackwell to move but is stopped short when McCoy grabs his arm. Page sits back down leans to his right to get a better view of what is going on in the ring. ]

[RIPPER]:Well Yokel. It seems you in that little old ring by yourself with nothing to do.

[Ripper stops and leans against the ring apron. Yokel eyes him suspiciously but remains unmoving].

[RIPPER]: How about I slide into that ring and we can have a little talk. Hell how about I get into that ring and you just listen to what I have to say.

[Without warning Ripper slides under the bottom rope and jumps to his feet. Yokel knowing that he needs to gain the advantage quickly pounces on Ripper and starts sending a flurry of lefts and rights into the Loose Cannon. Ripper staggers against the ropes and with no where to back up fights back by sending a knee into the stomach of Yokel. Yokel distracted by Ripper fails to see Blackwell hit the ring until it is too late. Yokel drops to his knees as Blackwell connects with a kidney punch. Yokel not willing to give up without a fight tries to get back to his feet but Ripper stops that attempt with a series of kicks to Yokel's shoulder and chest. Yokel has no choice but to roll with the kick and ends up lying on his back with the two Darkness members laying into him with hard hitting kicks. ]

[PAGE]: SOMEBODY STOP THIS!!

[MCCOY]:I really don't think that is going to happen Eddie.

[As if cueing in on McCoy's words the CSWAtron suddenly lights up showing a ring of security guards surrounding the entrance to the ring area. The cherry picker that Kushner and Python had brought out earlier was now parked in front of the entrance effectively blocking anyone from making a rescue attempt. Ripper looks up from kicking Yokel and grins at the video screen. With a wink towards the camera he goes back to laying the boots to Yokel. Soon the Loveable Redneck lies motionless on the mat his body battered from the kicking at the hands of the Darkness. Ripper picks up the mic he had dropped during the altercation and brings it back up to his mouth.]

[RIPPER]:Now where was I. [slight pause] That's right I was going to say a few words and let old Clee-Dus here listen. But since he isn't in any shape to listen at the moment I'll just say a few words to the rest of the CSWA. [Ripper holds up his hand as the crowd starts to boo him.] Now, now. Why don't you all just sit back in your seats, and SHUT YOUR TOOTHLESS MOUTHS AND LISTEN WHILE I SPEAK FROM THE BOOK OF THE RIPPER!!!

[As Ripper starts to speak Blackwell hauls Yokel to his feet and props him up in the nearest corner. He then stands in front of Yokel, takes measure of his face and sends a "loaded' fist square against his nose. Yokel's head rocks with the punch but the big guy doesn't fall. His nose though seems to flatten against his face and blood immediately starts to flow out of his crushed nose into his mouth and down his chin. Ripper turns to watch as Blackwell rocks Yokel with another punch. He then turns back to the crowd the shark grin plastered on his face]

[RIPPER]:Damn that's gotta hurt. Anyways before I digress and start going on about poor Yokel over there, I'd like to say a few words. First off let me congratulate Mace for winning the CAL Title at the Crusade. As a proud member of Central States Wrestling it did my heart good to see you win it. [Ripper holds up his hand again] BUT we all know that Owens was a lame duck and that Python could of walked into the Crusade and took that belt of Mr. High Excitement, so don't go throwing your panties at Adam-X yet 'cuz we all know that the first time you get some stiff competition ]

[The fans start booing loudly which forces Ripper to pause in his speech. He takes a step back and turns towards Blackwell who is holding Yokel up with one hand. Yokel's head is down and he seems uncouncious. Ripper nods towards Blackwell who drops his hand which allows Yokel to fall face first onto the mat. Ripper turns back towards the crowd]

[RIPPER]:Now where was I............

[Behind The Darkness, The Loveable Redneck starts to stir. Slowly he lifts his head off the mat and pushes up with his hands. Yokel's face is a bloody mess, his nose is pushed in and to the right. His eyes already swelling shut from the damage caused to his face, Yokel gets to his knees before the crowd's cheers gives him away. Just as he is getting to his feet, The Darkness clue in on what the fans are cheering about and spin around to meet the threat.]

[PAGE]: UN-DAMN-BELIEV-ABLE!! CLEDUS IS GETTING TO HIS FEET!!

[MCCOY]:How much you want to bet it won't be for long.

[Ripper drops the mic after saying what appears to be Excuse Me. Blackwell is the first to reach Yokel and attempts The Round-Up on him. Cledus though whether from adrenaline or pure luck ducks under the lariat and manages to trip up Blackwell as he goes by. Blackwell stumbles into the ropes and falls out in between the top and middle ropes. Yokel stumbles around for several seconds until Ripper blocks his movements by sending a savate kick into the redneck's already battered face. Yokel falls into the corner and remains there his swollen eyes staring up at the Loose Cannon. Ripper picks up the fallen mic and squats in front of Yokel before speaking]

[RIPPER]:Ya know something Yokel. If you would of just stayed down you would of been able to walk out of here on your own power. BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, you had to go and play the big man and get back to your feet. [Ripper grabs Yokel by the hair and pulls him forward until the two are mere inches from eachother] But then again maybe this is a good thing. Ya see I have been itching to show everyone just exactly what the Darkness are all about, and well you are probably perfect for what I would like to do.

[By this time a very irate Blackwell is back in the ring. In his left hand is the ring bell from the timekeeper's table. Sensing what Blackwell has planned Ripper steps aside and lets Blackwell go to work. Blackjack hands the bell to Ripper before dragging Yokel into the middle of the ring. He then sets up Yokel for the Blackjack Driver but pauses as Ripper places the bell under Yokel's head. With a snarl Blackwell drops to his rear and drives Yokel's head into the bell. A hollow ring echoes throughout the arena and Yokel falls over to his side. Blackwell jumps to his feet and starts to haul Yokel back to his feet but is stopped short by Ripper]

[PAGE]:OH GOD! I think I am going to be sick. Somebody please stop this.

[MCCOY]:Ummmmmmm..ahhhhhh....don't look Eddie.

[RIPPER]:Let Yokel be for a moment Blackjack. I really don't think he will be going anywhere anytime soon to tell the truth. And besides I have one more thing I would like to address before we end the festivities for the night. There is a certain person who has been dodging The Darkness for a few weeks now and that person is none other than Jack Cross.

[A mixture of boos and cheers reach out across the arena. Ripper and Blackwell exchange wicked grins before Ripper continues speaking]

[RIPPER]:Jack, it has been no secret that I think you would be a cornerstone member of The Darkness. You probably know it too although you just won't admit it. So why don't you make your way down to this very ring and let Jeremiah and I know what your intention are. [Ripper and Blackwell cross their hearts] And as God as my witness I promise you that no harm will come to you if you decide not to side with us.

[Without warning Jack Cross jumps the security railing and slides into the ring. A moment later he stands face to face with Ripper and a silent dark staredown takes place. Cross slowly reaches out and takes the mic away from Ripper. The Loose Cannon takes a step back to allow Cross to address The Darkness and the crowd.]

[CROSS]: It's no secret that Marshall brought me into the CSWA to take out Adam-X. Sadly that son of a bitch is still standing but that's the way things go. As for joining your little team here Ripper I am not too sure. Lately I have felt more comfortable flying solo rather than playing a team sport. So I think I might have to pass on your offer and do things my own way for awhile.

[PAGE]: Good for you Jack. Walk away from those SOB's.

[The crowd goes nuts cheering as Ripper gets a stunned look on his face. Cross turns around and starts to leave but his way is soon blocked as Blackwell steps in front of him. Ripper bumps into him from behind and it soon looks like Cross is going to end up on the short end of a Darkness beatdown when...............]

[CROSS]:You guys don't take rejection well do you. [Cross smiles wickedly at Blackwell who returns a smile of his own] As I said I like to do things my way, and well being pressured isn't my BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.....................

[As he speaks Cross takes a step to the side and stands over the battered Yokel.

[CROSS]:This is my way...........

[And without hesitation, Cross drags Yokel to the corner and hauls him up to the top turnbuckle. A moment later Cross is standing behind Yokel who is facing the center of the ring.]

[PAGE]Tell me this isn't happening...........

[MCCOY]: Alright Eddie I won't but you may want to turn your head in a second.

[Faster than the eye can almost register Cross executes the Reverse Crossroads onto the ring steps. Yokel lands hard on the stairs, his head and right arm connecting with a loud bang. Cross rolls to the security railing and lays face down while Yokel remains motionless beside the now dislodged steps. Yokel's right arm rests at an odd angle underneath obviously broken at the elbow. Blood pools around his head and his right foot twitches spasmodically. EMT's quickly rush out to the arena and immeditately begin working on the Loveable Redneck.]

[MCCOY]: I think young viewers should not be watching this. Parents please send your kids out of the room.

[Blackwell and Ripper slowly leave the ring and approach Cross who by this time is on his knees. They help him to his feet and the three engage in another staredown. This time though it ends in Ripper raising Cross's hand over his head. Cross then pulls off his loose fitting sweater to reveal a Jack Cross t-shirt that reads Darkness Is At A Crossroads.. And The Map Leads Straight To Hell. ]

[PAGE]: I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.

[MCCOY]Life is truly good. Well except if you are Cledus Yokel that is.

[The camera pans away from the EMT's who are working on Yokel to show Ripper, Cross and Blackwell as they back up the ramp towards the entranceway. ]

[PAGE]: We will be right back folks........

[Fade to a commercial for TakeDown Productions presents........The Life and Times Of Jalen "Hurricane" Harrison].

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