[ We fade in to some pre-recorded footage backstage in the Hartford Civic Center. A crowd of about 20-30 EWA employees have been asked to gather to listen to an announcement about to be made by EWA legend, "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante. Diamante stands behind a podium leaning in staring at the crowd of people as they settle down. Already dressed in his orange coveralls and other wrestling attire, Diamante begins to speak… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - It's been a week already. One friggin' week. Has anyone here… ANYONE… heard from Tom Stone?

[ A slight buzz floats around the room. People chatting to other people softly… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - THAT'S A "YES" OR "NO" QUESTION! NO DAMN NEGOTIATIONS REQUIRED! Has ANYONE… heard from our precious, loving leader?

[ The room goes completely quiet… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - I guess that's a no. Well… maybe one of you intellectuals back there… maybe you've received some sort of memo or something? Huh? Surely someone in here has come into some sort of indirect contact with one of Stone's assistance. SOMEONE TELL ME WHERE THE HELL STONE IS! Informer… you always know everything. WHERE THE HELL IS TOM STONE HIDING?

[ The camera cuts to a shot of The Informer… ]

The Informer - I haven't heard anything at all, actually. I think I speak for everyone here when I say we've just been going about our jobs to the best of our abilities these past 2 weeks. If you want my educated guess as to where Tom is… I'd have to say he's at home, recovering. That was quite a number you pulled on him at Family Reunion.

[ Diamante smiles… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Informer, you're good for nothing. And since the same pretty much goes for all of you… it looks like I'm gonna have to rough it as well in the absence of out esteemed leader. You, back there…

[ "TDS" points at a random suit… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - …yeah, you with the wrinkled purple blazer. Turn on that projector over there. Someone get the lights too. I've got something that's sure to get Tom's attention.

[ The projector is turned on and the lights dimmed. Diamante steps down from behind the podium and makes his way to the projector… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Last week I made a challenge to Tom Stone… THE CHALLENGE OF HIS LIFE! For all the pain and misery that glorified brainiac has put me through over the last 2 years… IT'S TIME FOR ME TO GET SOME REVENGE! Physically… the only way that counts. And I will do so should Stone answer my challenge to a match at Hellacious Halloween 3. But since it seems like ol' Tommy is hiding out someplace safe… it looks like it's time for me to beef up the anti a little bit.

[ Diamante clicks the projector and some text is blown up and displayed on the wall… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Stone, if we're gonna go… we may as well go all out, huh?

[ We can see Leon Sharpe walking around backstage, following an executive around. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - So what do ya say?! Just hand me the bag, and that's the end of it!

Tom Stone's Assistant - Leon, I CAN'T! Do you know how much trouble I'll get in by Tom Stone?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Who cares! I'll be doing his company a favor by being his Tag Team Champions!

Tom Stone's Assistant - Wait... I have a question... who the hell is your partner?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Uhh... well... I have no partner. I don't need anyone beside or behind me, I can handle everything on my own.

Tom Stone's Assistant - So you expect me to just HAND YOU the EWA TAG TEAM TITLES?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Exactly! Is that so hard?!

Tom Stone's Assistant - You're damn right it is!

[ The screen fades to black as Leon continues harassing the suit. ]

[ Camera's come on showing Rachel Stevens entering the locker room of Chris Canton. She opens the door and smoke flys by her face, she coughs then keeps going. Canton jumps up throwing down what looks to be a cigarette. He then turns facing her coughing a little and greeks her like only Canton greeks a women.... ]

Chris Canton - Ahh! What the fuck are you doing! I hung a sign out there that says knock before you enter!

Rachel Stevens - I didn't know I was going to walk in on anything

Chris Canton - Yeah, well, uhh...I was just cleaning the old throat out before my big first match....you know...

Rachel Stevens - Right. So your match is next, plan?

Chris Canton - [Smiling] You look like a big bunny, heh

Rachel Stevens - Huh?!

Chris Canton - [Pulling himself together] Uh, well of course! Everyone needs a plan to beat someone, I mean hello! I plan on going out tonight and winning, that's what I plan

Rachel Stevens - I don't think you understand, I want to know how you plan on winning the match, like a game plan

Chris Canton - Oh I see. Well first I'll take out Dino, then I'll pin Marty's glutei to the mat

Rachel Stevens - Hmm, well I'll leave you alone to get your ring attire on

Chris Canton - You know I could use some extra help on getting my stuff [Door slams].....on......

[ Canton shrugs his shoulders then turns to grab his boots and start lacing up ]

Rachel Stevens - I'm backstage with "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante and "The Hustler" Marty Delaney. Gentlemen, tonight you will re-debut in the EWA, taking on newcomer, Chris Canton. And let me say that Canton has had a LOT of things to say in preparation for his debut.

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - That he has, Rachel. But not one thing he has said has convinced me that he has what it takes to go toe to toe with "The Hustler." In fact, if you ask me, he has made a huge mistake. He spent about a half hour talking trash on me. On ME! I'm not even wrestling! Well, Canton.I'll make you a promise. Next week, right here on Heat, I'll give you your wish. You want to talk trash on me, you're going to have to pay the piper. As of 12:45 PM today, October 2, 2001, I have applied for my wrestling license once again. And, barring incident, if the fates allow, my first act as a wrestler in the EWA will be to Iron City Drop your pathetic a$$. That is, if Marty leaves anything for me to hit. Tell 'em, big man.

"The Hustler" Marty Delaney - Chris Canton, when I saw that you and I were signed for a match, I thought it would be nothing, a walk in the park. Just another rookie who bit off more than he could chew, and then I just shove my fist down his throat and it would all be over. But no no no, you're a little punk with a BIG mouth. Oh, and how could I forget, so humorous! Oh yes, clever remarks like "Marty is fat" that I'm sure has people rolling in the aisles. I'm really glad that this whole situation is a big fuckin joke to you. Well, friend, you're not going to find the punchline all that humorous. Actually, you're going to see that the end of this story does NOT have a happy ending, for you at least. The end is going to last 3 seconds, when you're shoulders are down on the mat after a severe ass kicking from THE most complete wrestler in the world today, Marty Delaney.

"The Hustler" Marty Delaney - Tonight, EWA, you're going to witness a massacre right before your very eyes. A vile display of the things I'm capable of. These things you haven't seen in a while, but I'm going to put you through a refresher course, and Chris Canton will be my subject tonight. With every punch thrown and every move landed on that poor son of a bitch Canton, the memories of my dominance in the EWA years ago should flash back you in an instance. And THAT should be a scary thought for all of you.

"The Hustler" Marty Delaney - Chris Canton, you're not going to fuck this up for me. In fact, you're going to make my re-debut in the EWA that much better, because you're going to make me look damn good. From start to finish, you'll be the victim of my wrestling expertise, and you'll be tossed to the wayside like ALL the others who suffered the same fate. None of your imbecilic jokes or your overblown confidence will save you from the pure force that is "Extremity At Its Best". There will be no flukes. There will be NO mistake about it. Chris Canton, you WILL curse the day you ever heard the name "The Hustler" Marty Delaney. Know why? 'CAUSE FEAR IS A WEAPON AND ANGER IS A GIFT!!!

Rachel Stevens - Back to you guys at ringside!

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall!

[ "Dammit" by Blink 182 blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 225 pounds, from Portland, Oregon, Chris Canton!

[ Chris Canton steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Walk" by Pantera blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 233 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, "The Hustler" Marty Delaney!

[ "The Hustler" Marty Delaney steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! "The Hustler" Marty Delaney taking on newcomer Chris Canton!

Vic Canon - Don't be confused! Newcomer does NOT mean rookie! Chris Canton has held his share of titles in other organizations!

Eddie Sensation - True. Anyway, on with the match.

The Informer - They lock up! The Hustler knee's Canton in the stomach, lowers his arms, and nails him with an Overhead Belly-To-Belly suplex!

Vic Canon - Canton jumps to his feet.... DDT by "The Hustler" Marty Delaney!

Eddie Sensation - Chris Canton stays down this time, and The Hustler climbs to the top rope!

The Informer - Canton was playing possom, as he jumps to his feet! The Hustler jumps at him with a Missle Dropkick, but Canton sidesteps him! The Hustler lands in the middle of the ring on his back!

Vic Canon - Chris Canton jumps to the top rope, and jumps with a Moonsault just as The Hustler is getting to his feet! He nails The Hustler, and covers him!

Eddie Sensation - 1..... 2....... No! Kickout!

The Informer - Wait a minute! Look over there! It's TBL!

Vic Canon - TBL's out here again, scouting as usual! Hopefully he doesn't have any hands on notes in mind!

Eddie Sensation - I doubt it... he's too much of a wuss. Let's not forget he's a Jew!

The Informer - Yeah, so? If you're trying to say that he's useless because of the religion he was born in...... YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT!

Vic Canon - HAHAHA!!!

Eddie Sensation - Chris Canton is on his feet again! He runs to the ropes...

The Informer - Asai Moonsault! No! The Hustler moved! And now The Hustler is on his feet, and he's kicking Chris Canton in the shoulders and head!

Vic Canon - The Hustler lifts Chris Canton to his feet.... he sets him up....... WHAM!!!!! BIG POWERBOMB BY "THE HUSTLER" MARTY DELANEY!!!!

Eddie Sensation - And now Delaney is climbing to the top rope! He's calling for something, but I have no clue on what...

The Informer - ......OOOOOH!!!!!!!! SOMERSAULT SENTON SPLASH!!!!!!! RIGHT ON THE MARK!!!!! And now The Hustler and Chris Canton are laying side by side!

Vic Canon - The referee isn't getting a responce from them, and he's beginning to count them out! 1.... 2..... 3.....

Eddie Sensation - The Hustler has just rolled over into the corner... 4.... 5..... 6...

The Informer - And now Chris Canton is attempting to make an effort at getting up! He doesn't have much luck though..... 7..... 8..... 9!

Vic Canon - The Hustler is up! TEN--NO! They're both up! The Hustler charges at Chris Canton with a clothesline! Canton ducks, turns around....

Eddie Sensation - SNAP SUPLEX!!!! Canton nailed him with it! The Hustler gets to his feet, using the ropes as help.....

The Informer - OOH!!!! CANTON CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND ONTO THE OUTSIDE!

Vic Canon - Check out TBL! He's writing like crazy!

Eddie Sensation - Or is he scratching something out?!

The Informer - Who cares! Chris Canton is measuring The Hustler! The Hustler is slowly getting to his feet... Chris Canton bounces off the ropes!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - OOOOH CHRIST!!!!! WHAT IMPACT!!!!!!

The Informer - CHRIS CANTON JUST ATTEMPTED TO HIT A SPRINGBOARD HURRACONRANA ONTO THE HUSTLER, BUT THE HUSTLER SAW IT COMING AND REVERSED IT INTO A POWERBOMB ONTO THE OUTSIDE!!!!!

Vic Canon - CHRIS CANTON'S HEAD BOUNCED OFF THE CONCRETE!!!! WHAT A MOVE!!!!! WHAT IMPACT!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - That'll put him down for a minute or so! And now The Hustler is climbing into the ring!

The Informer - The referee is starting to count out Chris Canton!

Vic Canon - "The Hustler" Marty Delaney is in the ring, with his arms raised... and he's taunting the fallen Chris Canton!

Eddie Sensation - The ref is at 4.... 5.....

The Informer - Canton is showing some signs of life!

Vic Canon - 6.... 7....

Eddie Sensation - He's on one knee.... on two knees!

The Informer - 8......

Vic Canon - He's trying to pull himself onto the apron! 9....!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - AND HE'S UP ON THE APRON JUST IN TIME!

The Informer - The Hustler walks towards him, and lifts up Chris Canton on the apron! The Hustler is inside, and Canton is outside! The Hustler sets him up for a suplex! He lifts him high in the air......

Vic Canon - NO!! CANTON SLIDES DOWN HIS BACK, AND ROLLS HIM UP!!!!

Eddie Sensation - HE'S GOT A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS!!!!! 1........ 2......... 3!!!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match, Chris Canton!

WINNER: Chris Canton w/ Roll up by Pinfall

The Informer - WOW!!! WHAT A WIN FOR CHRIS CANTON! That came out of nowhere!

Vic Canon - And The Hustler is pissed off! He's kicking the ropes and arguing with the referee! Chris Canton is standing ontop of the entrance ramp, arms raised in victory!

Eddie Sensation - And check out TBL! He just ripped up his peice of paper, and threw it on the floor! He's going backstage while shaking his head!

The Informer - I think it's safe to say he's not impressed! I wonder why not though?

Vic Canon - Jews are all strange...

Eddie Sensation - True, and they stink!

The Informer - Haha! You guys are terrible!

[ We are brought backstage, where Leon Sharpe is STILL harassing Tom Stone's Assistant. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - COME ON! JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN THINGS!

Tom Stone's Assistant - NO!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - YES!

Tom Stone's Assistant - NO!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - YES!

Tom Stone's Assistant - N--

[ Suddenly, the Assistant has an idea. ]

Tom Stone's Assistant - Alright fine! I'll give you the belts.

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - YES!

Tom Stone's Assistant - Wait a minute... [Playing stupid] WHERE'D THEY GO?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - HUH?!

Tom Stone's Assistant - I had them in my briefcase a minute ago! They're not here anymore!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - STOP SCREWING AROUND!

Tom Stone's Assistant - I SWEAR TO YOU I'M NOT!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Then where are they?!

Tom Stone's Assistant - Hey! I know! I left them on Tom Stone's desk this morning! They were getting extremely heavy, and pissing me off. Go to his office and get them yourself!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Alright... where is this place?

Tom Stone's Assistant - Down the hall, turn left twice, right once and then..... STRAIGHT UP YOUR ASS!

[ Suddenly, the Assistant begins running away as fast as he can. Leon stands there confused, yet laughing at Stone's Assistant. ]

[ The scene opens up to Deuce and strolling down the path next to a giant reflecting pool in the backyard of Emerald City. ]

Rachel Stevens - Deuce.. this house is magnif.. magnifi.. beautiful. Why do you call it Emerald City?

Deuce - Have you ever seen the Wizard of Oz.. the destination of the little group of strangers was Emerald City. I think that every person has a little bit of the Scarecrow, or the Tin Man in them... and everyone is looking for their own Emerald City. When I built this house I felt that I had found my destination.. I had found my Emerald City...

Rachel Stevens - WOW! I'm... I'm speachless... I don't know how to follow that with my next question...

Deuce - Just let it rip..

Rachel Stevens - Okay, Deuce you never had an easy life... your dad skipped out on your mom who had breast cancer.. you and your brother Jeff were seperated when you were young... yet you seemed to over come all adversity and here you are today.

Deuce - You always hear that.. life is a game.. or life is a dance.. well life isn't always a picnic.. when you grow up with a childhood like mine you learn that each day is a fight. And you live each day like the next may never come.. thats how I over came adversity and thats why I am here today.

Rachel Stevens - Why wrestling?

Deuce - I was working as a bouncer in a local strip club.. that by the way is where I met my wife Tabitha. There was a WWF show in town and a couple of the wrestlers and Vince McMahon had come to see the show. We were the biggest strib club in Michigan... Club XXXTRA. There was fight like most nights.. one of the guys got a little to frisky with one of the girls and when I told him he had to leave he and his friend decided that they wanted to show me the door.

Rachel Stevens - So you kicked their butts and Vince McMahon hired you?

Deuce - Not quite.. Vince watched as I took both guys to the woodshed. He came over and introduced himself and told me to come to the show the following night. I was like.. yeah right, like I'm gonna be some wrestler.

Rachel Stevens - But you went anyway..

Deuce - Damn straight.. I went backstage and met Vince and Jim Ross. They showed me around and let me watch as some of the guys gave interviews or did their little run-ins. But the highlight of the night was when I got to watch the Ultimate Warrior and Hlk Hogan battle it out in the main event fromt he "Gorilla Zone." When I heard the crowd roar when the music hit I knew I was hooked... I could feel the adrenaline.

Rachel Stevens - Did you start wrestling for the WWF then?

Deuce - No... I didn't start wrestling but I did meet the man that would later become my mentor... Ricky "the Dragon" Steamboat.

Rachel Stevens - You're telling me that Ricky Steamboat was the man that got you into wrestling?

Deuce - Thats right... Ricky taught me everything that I know about the business. He was the one that trained me... he put me in contact with some indy feds that he had ties with. He was the one that introduced me to Tom Stone. Before the EWA got as big as it is today Tom and Ricky go produced shows all over Canada. It was Tom that gave me the shot to become the man I am today.

Rachel Stevens - So that is probably when you met with Vince Dinardo.. who was using the name Vince Black then.

Deuce - Thats right Rach... Vince and I clicked right away. He and I and Nick D formed the tightest cliq in EWA history. We were 3D before Vito came along...

Rachel Stevens - So what are you feeling now with the way that Vince has been acting.

Deuce - You know Rachel.. its hard. Its like your own blood turn on you and ripped your heart out and tossed it in the trash. Vince and I were brothers.. we travelled together.. we hung out on vacations together... when Tabitha and I were having a hard spot a few years back it was Vince who got us back together.. it was Vince that was there during my darkest hour...

Rachel Stevens - Is this your darkest hour now Deuce.. and if so who is gonna be there for you this time around?

Deuce - You know its funny Rachel.. I hear Vince talking about how he is trying to help me.. and how this is for my own good. I just can't figure out whats going on...

Rachel Stevens - Deuce the whole world wants to know whats on the plate for Deuce.. what are you gonna do next?

Deuce - You know what, the problem is that there are too many otions for Deuce... the world is my oyster. I could sink to the lowest of lows and go for the TV Title... I could take on Holden Reines for the NA Title.. I've beaten NoMaD and I can carry the International title.. and we all know that I was the man that ran the EWA when I was World Champion... I could go out and find myself a tag partner and take the vacant tag straps... the past is a mystery and the future is a mystery.

Rachel Stevens - Thank you Deuce..

Deuce - The pleasure is all mine.

The Informer - Folks.. that was part one of our three part interview with Bigg Daddy Deuce. Join us next week for the second installment.

[ Suddenly the lights in the arena dim and strange music begins to play over the arena PA system. The lights in the arena turn blue and down the stairs of the arena, the ailse, walkways and the ramp to the EWA ring, hell just about every inch of the arena begins to be filled with.....TOM STONE LOOK-alikes!!!!!! The fans are all on their feet trying to get a look at what's going on when one of the Tom Stone look-alike pulls out a microphone and begins to speak while the music gets even louder. ]

[ The camera cuts backstage suddenly as we see "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante demanding something from one of the sound crew members… ]

The Informer - What in the world is going on now?!

[ Diamante grabs a mic and hits it twice with his hand. The camera follows him as he walks through the curtain… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - TOOOOOMMM!!! TOMMMMMMYYYY!!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, BOOOOOOYYYY?!?!?!

Vic Canon - Oh, good Lord!

[ Diamante begins to walk down the aisle with a very determined, and somewhat annoyed look on his face… ]

Eddie Sensation - WHOO HOO!!! NICKY D!!! THE SURPRISES JUST KEEP COMING TONIGHT!!!!!

Vic Canon - But Eddie, last week Nicky D talked bad about yo-

Eddie Sensation - What? Vic Canon? What was that? I THINK YOUR HEADSET IS TUNING OUT, PAL! Can we get a mic check for Mr. Canon please… thank you.

[ "TDS" takes a few steps, slides into the ring still in his wrestling attire, and continues to speak… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Alright, NOW this is getting ridiculous! TOM STONE, WHAT KINDA GAMES YOU WANNA PLAY?? HAVEN'T I OFFERED YOU ENOUGH?!

[ Diamante, openly frustrated and enraged, starts looking to the fans… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - NONE… OF YOU… MATTER!!!!!!

[ The crowd begins to boo even more loudly… ]

The Informer - They hate this guy! They really do! And he brings it all upon himself!

[ Diamante, about ready to speak about Tom Stone again, loses focus over the fans… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - You people… listen to me. Silence yourselves immediately! You're missing the show! A legitimate opportunity to have your senses stimulated… you minds enriched with knowledge… and you know what else?? If you sit there with your little hands crossed on your pathetic little laps and pay attention to the words I speak, there's a good chance that you'll forget about all the misery you're going through in lives right now…………………… AWWWWW, TOM STONE!!!!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU MAN?!?!?!?!

Vic Canon - Look at him! He can be so immature when he doesn't get what he wants?

Eddie Sensation - You're one to talk! I see the way you whine and bitch backstage when you don't get your stupid pink-frosting donut!

[ Diamante stands in the center of the ring attempting to stay focused, when all of a sudden… ]

[ The scene opens up backstage, as TBL is sitting down, deep in thought. Sitting on his lap is an open notebook, and in his hand is a black felt-tipped pen. He looks down at the notebook, and quickly writes something on one of the pages. ]

[ The sound of footsteps are heard. TBL looks up, and his eyes open wide in astonishment. ]

TBL - Well god damn......

[ Onto the screen walks Paul Steakhouse, to an enormously huge pop from the crowd. ]

Paul Steakhouse - Long time no see, how's it going?

[ Steakhouse extends his hand, and TBL shakes it vigorously. ]

TBL - It's going great man. What the hell are you doing here though, I thought you were done with wrestling?

[ Steakhouse nods, a slight grin etched across his face. ]

Paul Steakhouse - I'd heard that you have signed a contract with the EWA, and I couldn't believe my ears. I figured that since I live in Watertown and it's only a 20 minute drive from Hartford, I'd come down here and see for myself.

[ Steakhouse looks down, and sees the notebook sitting on TBL's lap. ]

Paul Steakhouse - Whatcha got there?

TBL - Oh, I've just been taking some notes on a few of the younger wrestlers. I'm trying to find a protege you know. I figure it's the least I can do to give back to the sport.

Paul Steakhouse - Yea, so I've heard as well. Mind if I have a look?

TBL - Go right ahead.

[ Steakhouse picks up the notebook, and starts to thumb through the pages. He looks kind of perturbed, and is shaking his head as he hands TBL back the book. ]

Paul Steakhouse - I don't get it. You've found something wrong with every single guy on the list. I've seen some of these guys before, and they looked pretty impressive. What was wrong with Willy O. Wow, or El Gigante? How about Chris Canton, or Jack Bandit?

TBL - I don't know man. They seem to be alright, but I'm looking for something special. I'm trying to find the guy that I can help turn into the next big star, and while all of those guys seem to be earning their trade, I just don't see any of them having....."it".

[ Steakhouse takes a seat on the bench beside TBL. ]

Paul Steakhouse - Listen, we're friends right?

TBL - Of course man, you're probably the only guy that throughout my entire career has been 100 percent straight-forward with me.

Paul Steakhouse - Then you've got no problem with me leveling with you right?

TBL - Of course not, go right ahead.

[ Steakhouse pauses, and takes a deep breath. ]

Paul Steakhouse - I'm sure I'm not the first person to tell you this, but you've got one of the biggest egos I've ever met. Many people consider that a bad thing, but I look at it like this. Your ego is what has made you what you are. If not for your ego, you wouldn't be half the competitor that you are. You wouldn't have the drive like no other to succeed, and you wouldn't have been willing to do anything in your power to make sure that you reached the top of this industry, which you most certainly did.

[ TBL's stare has become much harder, and much colder. ]

TBL - I don't see what you're getting at here. What are you trying to say Paul?

Paul Steakhouse - Look, the real reason I came here tonight, was because for the past two weeks, I've seen you cross young prospect after young prospect off your list because you felt that they didn't have what it takes, and I think I know the reason why.

[ TBL sits there for a few seconds, pondering. ]

TBL - If you've got all the answers, then feel free to enlighten me.

Paul Steakhouse - Let's face it. No one is EVER going to live up to your standard. It's the truth, and I think that you already know it. The TRUTH is that you didn't close up High Impact Wrestling and come back to the EWA because you wanted to be a mentor to some young talent. As much as you keep wanting to tell yourself that you are here to do good for the wrestling community, the competitor inside of you, the REAL TBL, is staying something different.

[ TBL's eyes lock on Steakhouse, as the crowd inside of the arena starts to murmur. A good 20 seconds pass, with neither man saying a word. ]

Paul Steakhouse - Look, I'd better get going. For what it's worth, I look at you, and I still see the great champion that you once were. I know that you can still do it, and your fans all across the world know that you can too.

[ This draws a huge pop from the Hartford crowd, and a mild "TBL" chant breaks out. ]

Paul Steakhouse - Just take care of yourself, and think about what I've said.

[ TBL slightly nods his head, as if to let Steakhouse know that he has listened to every word. Steakhouse pats him on the shoulder, stands up, and walks off camera and out of the room. ]

[ TBL sits there for a good 30 seconds or so, pondering. Finally, he stands up, and starts to leave the room, but stops in front of a garbage can. He tosses the notebook in the can, and then leaves the room as the scene cuts back to the arena. ]

[ We are backstage again, and Leon Sharpe has found Tom Stone's office. He begins banging on the door. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Stone! STONE! I'M HERE TO COLLECT MY TITLES!

[ No answer. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Stone?

[ Sharpe takes two steps back, and reads the sign on the door... "Be back in 15 minutes." ]

Rob DiMarco - Thank you guys. I'm here with "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D. Now Vince I'm here under the impression that you are solely going to answer questions and that's all. I was reassured this will not get violent....

[ Vinny D moves in, lifts his hand for DiMarco's thraot, and DiMarco flinches and yells ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D- Hahaha! You're in the wrong buisness Rob.... Now before you ask me any stupid questions, let me say this... I'm just about to step into that ring with Anton Bailey... Bailey, you've built yourself quite a rep. Well, all that is out the window tonight. Bailey... You and me... one one one... What do you do?

[ Vince, looks at DiMarco, then he bows his head for a second. He raises his head again and faces the camera, he moves some hair from the front of my face ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D- Pray....

Rob DiMarco - With that said Vince, what about what happened last week on Heat?

[ Vinny D looks at DiMarco and walks away, DiMarco calls out, but Vinny D doesn't even look back ]

Rob DiMarco - What the hell is his problem?

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a TABLE MATCH!

[ "My Hero" by Foo Fighters blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'4" and weighing in at 240 pounds, from Tucson, Arizona, Anton Bailey!

[ Anton Bailey steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Killing In The Name Of" by Rage Against The Machine blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'8" and weighing in at 287 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D!

[ "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Here we go! Vinny D taking on Anton Bailey... and for the second week in a row, Anton Bailey does NOT look himself!

Vic Canon - Of course not Informer. Bailey has a lot of things going on in his personal life, one being this whole Rachel Stevens lawsuit. How CAN you think straight?

Eddie Sensation - Umm... it's called ignoring them for 15 minutes as you beat the living shit out of your opponent!

The Informer - Not that easy Eddie! Vince sends Bailey off the ropes... LARIAT BY VINNY D!

Vic Canon - Vince lifts him to his feet... The Original Outlaw has his hand wrapped around Baileys neck! WHAM!!!! CHOKESLAM INTO A SEATED POWERBOMB!

Eddie Sensation - And now Vince is going to the outside, looking for a table!

The Informer - Vince goes under the ring, and finds a stack of tables. He pulls one out, and throws it into the ring.

Vic Canon - Bailey looks like he's getting up already! Vince doesn't notice though!

Eddie Sensation - Vince crawls into the ring, and sets up the table in the middle of the ring!

The Informer - Bailey is up! He grabs Vince from behind, and whips him into the ropes... Vince comes running back...... BACK BODY DROP THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - NO!!!! NO!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! VINCE HIT THE TABLE AND BOUNCED RIGHT OFF! MY GOD!!!! THAT TABLE HAS STRENGTH!!!

Eddie Sensation - Lucky for Vince! Bailey just had him beat if it wasn't for the strength of table!

The Informer - Vince gets to his feet... and now he's pissed!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!! ....MY GOD!!!! ROLLING THUNDER BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!! DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Eddie Sensation - Haha! Vince is a monkey! He just rolled under the table, and popped up infront of Bailey! Wicked move!

The Informer - Bailey gets up, and leans in the corner..... BIG SPLASH BY THE ORIGINAL OUTLAW!!!!! And now Vinny D is climbing to the second rope... TWISTED JUSTICE!!!! HE HAS IT LOCKED ON!

Vic Canon - And the momentum from Vince being on Bailey's back is lunging them BOTH towards the table! Vinny D slides down Bailey's back, and pushes Anton Bailey into the table! Bailey turns around, holding his stomach in pain....

Eddie Sensation - VINNY D SETS HIM UP! LOOK OUT!

The Informer - WHAM!!!!!! ITS OVER!!!!!!! POWERBOMB RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match... "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D!

WINNER: "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D w/ Powerbomb through the Table

Vic Canon - Vinny D stands over Anton Bailey with his arms raised! Wait... he's not done!

Eddie Sensation - Vinny D lifts Bailey to his feet... GORILLA PRESS SLAM!!!!!

The Informer - ......INTO A SPINEBUSTER!!!! MY GOD!!!! BAILEY HAS TO BE IN PAIN!!!!

Vic Canon - "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D lifts him to his feet again....

Eddie Sensation - Oh shit... look out!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!!! BARELY LEGAL!!!!!! RIGHT ONTO THE REMAINS OF THAT TABLE!!!!!

Vic Canon - WHATEVER WAS LEFT OF THAT TABLE IS NOW GONE!!!!! MY GOD!!!! GET SOME HELP OUT HERE FOR ANTON BAILEY!!!!

Eddie Sensation - HAHA!! THAT WAS GREAT!

The Informer - Are you SICK Eddie?!! Fans, we need to get this under control... we'll be right back!

[ An electronic intro explodes through the arena's sound system. "Headhunter" by Front 242 begins, giving Arthryn the signal to come out from behind the curtain. Arthryn raises his left arm, high in the air, as a sign of power. Quickly after taking a glance at the crowd, he reaches for his waist, and grabs a microphone. Knocking on it three times to make sure it's turned on, he signals for the music to stop ]

Arthryn - I am sure every one noticed...that Arthryn is finally back where he belongs. He belongs there.

The Informer - And what an impact he made, costing Tortez the Extreme title!

[ Arthryn points towards the ring ]

Arthryn - In that ring. In an E... W... A ring.

[ Some cheers, though scattered around the arena, are heard ]

Arthryn - And upon coming back, I have to make my presence felt one-way or the other. And what a better way to start things off than to go after the gold. It was quite obvious I didn't want Tortez to win.

Eddie Sensation - But WHY!?

Arthryn - And there's a reason for that. See, I wanted the chance to go one on one with that disgusting excuse of a man, Scythe. I mean...what kind of man, in their right state of mind, would do such a thing...?

Vic Canon - He's got a point there.

Eddie Sensation - You're damn right!!

Arthryn - And to be honest, I know I would've beaten Scythe without really breaking a sweat, and that would've made me the extreme champion. Period. No questions asked.

[ Arthryn cackles silently ]

Arthryn - Instead, Rick Randle, the current champion, managed to get the pinfall. You know, I really wanted Scythe. Nevertheless, I am Arthryn. Newcomers like Rick Randle are not going to stop me from becoming what I know I am capable of. What everyone knows I am capable of...

The Informer - Look at him. He's calmed down, he's confident. This is so different than the Arthryn we used to know.

Vic Canon - I agree.

Eddie Sensation - It's official!! Arthryn has pussified!

Arthryn - Besides, Randle is going to be too occupied with IcE. Or at least he should be. IcE is out to get him like an addict on a diet. So...

[ Arthryn begins undoing the neck-button on the trench coat he's wearing ]

Arthryn - ...now, I am going to get into that ring. I am going to wait for Rick Randle to come down. Ken Doe, Ice, and the champion, you are welcome by the way, Rick Randle. Tonight, you three will find out just who is Arthryn.

[ Arthryn drops his trench coat to the floor, removes his glasses, and lets them fall to the floor, as he makes his way down the ramp ]

Arthryn - And boys, trust me. That is not something to laugh about. 'Cause there's not a soul in this place that will stop me.

Vic Canon - He could very well become the Extreme Champion on his first match after a one-year absence.

The Informer - You're right. And look at him now. He's sitting on the top turnbuckle! That shows a great deal of confidence on his behalf.

[ Footage rolls of cameras backstage before Heat. Chris Myers is seen talking to someone when Ethan Tyler, carrying the world title over his shoulder walks up to him. ]

Ethan Tyler - Hey Myers... Read this card for me tonight instead of what you're given, and I'll make it worth your while by not making you a victim.

[ Tyler hands Myers the cards and Myers looks over it, shaking his head in disgust. ]

Rob DiMarco - Wrestling fans, I'm here right now with "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante! A man who has been doing his very best to get Tom Stone in a match at Hellacious Halloween 3! He's trying so hard that he even brought back some names and faces from his past to help remind Tom Stone of what he feels he CAN do to this company if he feels like it. Nick, do you think Tom Stone has gotten your message yet?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Are you kidding me? Stone's stubbornness has built a brick wall around his precious little ego. He won't let anything in… until, that is… I force him to.

Rob DiMarco - What more could you possibly do to "force" him to accept your challenge?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Robby, you're about as naïve as they come. Tonight… you've been handed the threat. Now, in just a few short moments… the terror will begin to unfold. And Stone can choose to let that terror grow larger and more prominent every week, or…

[ Diamante pauses and smiles… ]

Rob DiMarco - Or what?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Or… he can be a man and fight for once. No more hiding behind talent he's sided with. For Tom Stone to keep Nicky D from turning the EWA into his own personal little game of "Can You Top This" when it comes to causing negative occurrences week after week…

[ Points his finger into the chest of Rob DiMarco… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - …your boss, Robby… is going to have to live up to his hard-ass reputation, in the ring… where it counts. And if he chooses NOT to battle the cancer that's going to infest his EWA… then I guess it's time we cut to ringside and show him… how it's gonna be. I prey upon the innocent… and I do it without a second thought, and with a pretty fashionable smile on my kisser too.

[ Diamante walks out of the scene… ]

Rob DiMarco - Some strong words from Nick Diamante right here guys. He's heading your way!

The Informer - Thanks a lot, Rob! We've got Chris Cammeron already in the ring here awaiting the arrival of his opponent… a very dedicated Nick Diamante.

Chris Myers - And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario… weighing in at 292 and ¼ pounds… "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante!

[ "Sad But True" by Metallica kicks in as the camera focuses in on the entranceway… ]

Vic Canon - It's unbelievable guys… just how far do you think Nick Diamante is going to go to really back Stone into a corner where he'll be FORCED to accept the challenge for a match at HH3?

Eddie Sensation - Vic, all I gotta say is when Diamante promises something… you'd better believe he's got something in mind.

The Informer - That's what I don't like about him though, Eddie. He uses his dirty tactics to get attention and get his own way. That's wrong! It's as if he's in blackmail-mode every minute he's alive!

Vic Canon - But that's been how he's always been! It's not like this is something new!

Eddie Sensation - To stay strong, fellas… you gotta BE STRONG! And Diamante hasn't shown a sign of weakness since he put Stone in the hospital at Family Reunion! Nick Diamante is back… and that's something people have got to realize, and NOT take lightly!

The Informer - Where is he anyway? What's taking him so long to get out here?

[ The music comes to complete stop… ]

Vic Canon - He must be playing mind games! You know how Diamante works!

Eddie Sensation - Look at Chris Cammeron in the ring! Looks like the rookie is getting a little bit impatient, huh?

The Informer - It looks like Chris Myers is going to try this again.

Chris Myers - And his opponent… from Toronto, Ontario… weighing in at 292 and ¼ pounds… "THE DIAMOND STUD" NICK DIAMANTE!

[ Once again "Sad But True" by Metallica begins to blast over the system. The camera again films the entranceway and patiently waits there until Nick Diamante steps out. After a few seconds of delay, there he is… "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante" in full wrestling gear, consisting of his orange coveralls and black Doc Martins. His hair is braided and wrists wrapped with black tape. All of a sudden, there's some commotion back in the ring… ]

The Informer - Finally! There he is-wait… what… the…??

Vic Canon - THE BIG JOHNSONS! THE BIG JOHNSONS!! AND ENZO!!! THEY'RE IN THE RING!!!

Eddie Sensation - HAHAHAHAHA!!! THEY CAME THROUGH THE CROWD!!! AND THEY'RE DOING A NUMBER ON CHRIS CAMMERON!!!

[ In the ring, the 3 huge monsters blind-side Cammeron and beat him down to the canvas with huge forearm blows to the back. Elroy Johnsons grabs Cammeron by the hair, lifts him to his feet and holds him from behind. Leroy Johnson takes a few sharp fist-shots to the ribs, and one big fist to the jaw… ]

The Informer - WHAT IS THIS CRAP?! THIS IS WRONG, DAMNIT!

Vic Canon - IS THIS WHAT DIAMANTE MEANS BY PREYING ON THE INNOCENT?!

[ Diamante stands on the ramp shrugging his shoulders. The camera picks him up saying "Hey, you can't blame me for this. I warned ya."… ]

Eddie Sensation - HAHAHA!! HE DID! HE DID WARN EVERYONE!

[ Enzo grabs Chris Cammeron by the throat, lifts him up with one arm and drops him in a vicious chokeslam… ]

The Informer - MY GOD NO!! THAT MAN IS A BEAST!! A BEAST!! A PURE ANIMAL!!

[ Enzo and The Big Johnsons adjust their suits and step out of the ring casually… ]

Vic Canon - All before the bell could ring, damnit!

Eddie Sensation - That's right, Vic! ALL WITHIN THE MEANS OF THE LAW! DIAMANTE'S COMING DOWN HERE… HAHA! LOOK!! SPADE AND THE COACH ARE JOINING HIM!!

[ "TDS" begins to walk down the aisle with Spade and The Coach by his side… ]

The Informer - OH, WHAT NOW?! Diamante's heading down… what's he going to do now?? Lay a beating on this poor Cammeron??

Vic Canon - I'm afraid so!

Eddie Sensation - NO, YOU FOOLS! Not just a beating… HE'S GONNA WRESTLE CAMMERON! The attack took place before the bell could ring! DON'T YOU SEE THE BEAUTY IN THIS!

The Informer - IT'S CHEATING! IT'S WRONG! IT'S THE MARK OF A COWARD!

Eddie Sensation - NO! IT'S SMART! IT'S BRILLIANT! AND IT'S WHAT YOU'VE GOTTA DO TO GET AHEAD IN THIS BUSINESS!

[ Diamante slides into the ring under the bottom ropes and screams at the people at the time keeper's table to ring the bell. Fearing his own well-being, Chris Myers rings the bell… ]

Vic Canon - This is horrible! HORRIBLE!

Eddie Sensation - IT'S ON BABY!!

The Informer - Chris Cammeron is on all fours… he's trying to get up after having been totally violated! WHAM! JESUS CHRIST WHAT A KICK TO THE RIBS!

Vic Canon - DID YOU HEAR THAT?!

Eddie Sensation - LOUD AND CLEAR!!!

[ In the ring, Diamante shows us a quick, casual cut-throat gesture… ]

The Informer - Good, just put an end to this already! You've proven your point!

[ "TDS" grabs Cammeron by the head and brings him to his feet. He rams the side of his huge knee into the gut of Cammeron and then sets him up… ]

Vic Canon - No! NO! THIS ISN'T NECESSARY!

Eddie Sensation - SURE IT IS! CAMMERON'S STILL MOVING! DIAMANTE HAS NO PROOF THAT THIS MATCH IS OVER YET! Does he?

The Informer - Eddie, you're pathetic!

[ Diamante double-underhooks the arms of Cammeron and lifts him straight up vertically, and then drapes him almost completely over his shoulders. He takes a look around as he does a small turn on his way down to applying The Diamond Driver… ]

Vic Canon - JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHT, IT'S THE DIAMOND DRIVER!

Eddie Sensation - OUCH! DAMNIT! I ALMOST FORGOT THE IMPACT!

The Informer - I can sure tell you Cammeron hasn't forgotten. Just pin him… end this already.

[ Diamante goes for the one-boot over… ]

Vic Canon - 1… 2… 3. Was there ever any doubt?!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match… "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante!

WINNER: "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante w/ The Diamond Driver by Pinfall

Eddie Sensation - Hey, let's be serious here for a second! Tonight was necessary! Tom Stone has been avoiding Nick Diamante! Nicky D has been doing his best to keep this issue between he and Tom Stone as civilized as possible! When you work for ANY COMPANY, you expect to be RESPECTED by your employer! TOM STONE SHOWED NO RESPECT TO "THE DIAMOND STUD"… thus, we get what we've just seen here right now!

The Informer - Eddie, listen to you! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT WENT DOWN AT FAMILY REUNION?! How much respect did Diamante show by hospitalizing Tom Stone?!

Eddie Sensation - What it all comes down to is the fact that this is a never-ending cycle which was started by Tom Stone! Stone fired RX! Stone never gave Diamante a World Title shot! Stone was the guy who--

The Informer - OH MY GOD! LOOK!!

[ As Diamante is celebrating in the ring with his crew, the camera cuts away to a shot of the top of the ramp as the crowd in attendance goes totally insane… ]

Vic Canon - JESUS H CHRIST………………… TOM STONE IS BACK!!! HE'S HERE!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Well I'll be damned!

[ Tom Stone stands on the top of the ramp with an extremely pissed off look on his face. His face is still swollen and bruised from the 3 brass-knuckle punches Diamante threw his way at Family Reunion… ]

The Informer - HE'S HERE, DIAMANTE! YOU GOT YOUR REQUEST! AND NOW… I'M SURE YOU'RE BEGINNING TO SEE THE REALITY OF IT ALL!!

[ Diamante too stands in the ring with a determined look on his face… ]

The Informer - FANS, WE HAVE TO GO TO A COMMERCIAL BREAK! TOM STONE IS HERE! TOM STONE IS HERE!

[ The lights flicker, fade, and shut off. Neon green pyro goes off, followed by neon green spotlights sweeping the arena as “What You Got” by Reveille kicks in over the PA system. Nomad steps out onto the platform wearing a blood red T-shirt with black rings around the sleeves and collar, along with a pair of dark blue cargo jeans and his black stomping boots. He walks down to the ring, steps through the ropes, and gets a mic from a man at ringside. ]

Nomad - Sit down and shut up, because I've got something I want to get straightened out here. I hear a lot of people saying that my victory over Cody Covington last week was the weakest, most pathetic screw-job they've ever seen. Well, I've got news for you people....it wasn't weak, and it wasn't pathetic. IT WAS INTELLIGENT. I took out Covington fast and efficiently, and I got back what was rightfully mine; The EWA International Title. I GOT RESULTS. You don't like my methods? Get in the fucking ring with me and do something about it.

[ The crowd starts a chant of “C-4, C-4, C-4” that drowns out Nomad's words. ]

Nomad - I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!! Cody Covington is in my fucking past!!! I've beaten him more times than I can count, and I'm moving on! As of right now, “Crystal Clear” Cody Covington is officially OUT of the International Title scene until I don't hold the belt anymore. In other words, he'd better move onto another fucking title!!! Do you people understand me? And do you understand me, Cody?! You will never have another shot at MY title again!!! YOU'RE THROUGH!!!

[ "My Own Summer (Shove It)" by the Deftones hits the speakers and the fans go wild. A few moments later c4 emerges from behind the curtains and the once deafening cheers is now increased by two. Cody is bandaged from his nasty encounter with NoMaD's trusty chair and looks far from being one-hundred percent. He's wearing his trademarked silver framed, aqua lensed Oakleys, a black '1-2-3 Held Back?' T-shirt, and khaki pants. He walks to both sides of the entrance platform, posing for fans and then he returns to the middle, waves his hand to stop the music, and raises the microphone to speak. ]

Cody Covington - I was prepared for this little 'you're through, no more title shots' bit, so I've done something about it. But before I get to that I just wanted to let you know ... I'm not going ANYWHERE. That moment you took it upon yourself to steal that Television Title away from me you made the top of my 'extensive' hit list. You talk about how I'm in your 'past' but you forgot to mention that I'm also in your 'present' AND 'future!' Last week you showed your true colors NoMaD, beating the life out of me with a chair to reclaim what is MINE ... your YELLOW!

[ c4 pauses to soak in the huge fan response he is receiving. A grin is now visible on his face as he continues. ]

Cody Covington - Your actions will only be justified after me and you go at it ONE more time. That's all I need, just ONE more match with you and then I'll move on ... actually ... move down to a title that more suits me. North American, perhaps? What we had cannot end on such a bogus encounter, such a poor display of athleticism which was low even by your standards. We are talking about the Extreme Wrestling Association's INTERNATIONAL title here my friend. International Titles are won by competing in a technical match, I think you got confused about which title I was holding last week ... but it sure as hell wasn't the Extreme Title. Just as you one that match, if that's what you called it ... it was a fraud. YOU holding my International gold right now is a fraud! So, your trying to say I'm not getting a rematch?!

[ NoMaD shakes his head 'yes' and taunts Covington by raising the International Title into the air. ]

Cody Covington - Well, think again you social misfit. As I said earlier, I was prepared for such a situation of you not granting me a rematch. So unfortunately, I had to take matters into my own hands and put something 'special' of yours on the line if I did not receive what is rightfully mine!

[ The EWA Big Screen fires up, revealing a shot of a junkyard. In the center of the screen is a large car compactor, humming with life, ready to go. The camera pans up, showing Nomad's fully restored and modified 1988 Honda CRX Si hanging from a giant magnet on a crane. The camera pans again, this time to the operating booth of the crane. At the helm is Cody Covington's right-hand-man, Ronny Garbage. ]

Cody Covington - You know the deal you gothic prick. I want a rematch at the title in which I revolutionized ... or your most prized possession is no more. Or we could always do things the easy way, we could trade ... your car for my belt ... then all would be peaceful with us BOTH enjoying our most "prized possessions."

Nomad - FUCK YOU!!! I SPENT THOUSANDS MAKING THAT CRX INTO MY DREAM CAR!!!

Cody Covington - Oh, I know. Trust me, Nomad, I know. Why else do you think I chose it as my bargaining chit tonight?!

Nomad - NO WAY!!! I worked too hard, I came too far for you to take all this away from me!!!

Cody Covington - If you're so confident you can beat me over and over again, why aren't you just as sure now?

Nomad - I AM! But I shouldn't HAVE to prove it anymore!!! I've kicked your ass night in and night out for over a MONTH!!! NO. You can shove your threats up your ass, because you are NOT getting a rematch!!!

Cody Covington - Fine, I guess you've forced my hand.

[ Cody pulls out a cell phone, and dials up a number. ]

Cody Covington - Hey Ronny, it's me. Yeah, he's not giving in. Go ahead and drop the car.

Nomad - WAIT!!! WAIT!!! Um, ummm....I....ALRIGHT!!! You can have your match tonight!!! But my title will NOT be on the line!!!

Cody Covington - Hmmm....I don't think so. *Talking into cell phone* He's still being a bitch, typical behavior from him if I say so myself. You can go ahead and pull the—

Nomad - GOD DAMNIT!!! How about this....you and me, tonight, non title. And IF you beat me, THEN you get your title shot....at Hellacious Halloween 3!!! THAT'S IT!!! That's my FINAL OFFER!!!

Cody Covington - That's all I wanted to hear my friend. But don't expect me to let this cell phone leave my side though after what happened last week. A three-second conversation can destroy something that you worked your whole life on. Face it, I've got you by the balls and there is not ONE thing you can do about it.

Nomad - That's just fine!!! I won't need any tricks, I'll kick your ass just like I did last week!!!

[ The EWA Big Screen cuts from the junkyard to a shot of the Comissioner's office. Drew Norwood is sitting behind his desk. ]

Drew Norwood - Oh no you won't, Nomad. Tonight's match is going to be an Immaculate Match. Meaning that if you or Cody use ANY foreign objects at ANY TIME, that person will be disqualified, and the other man will AUTOMATICALLY get the International Title!!!

[ Nomad gets a shocked, angry look on his face as he stares at the EWA Big Screen. Cody Covington looks happier than a constipated man who just took a shit the size of a birthday cake. ]

Drew Norwood - Good luck to both of you. And Nomad.... I’d watch your step tonight. That's a nice car.

[ The screen goes to static and "My Own Summer (Shove It)" pumps through the speakers once again. Nomad kicks the bottom rope in anger as C4 laughs, points, and walks back through the curtains. ]

[ The scene opens up backstage, where two members of the production crew are pretty much lounging around. ]

Crew Member #1 - I really don't know what to tell you man, maybe you should invest in a lifetime supply of vasoline.

[ As the second man nods, both men look up, as TBL walks on screen to a reasonably big pop. ]

TBL - What's going on guys?

Crew Member #2 - Not much man, what's up?

TBL - Listen, I need a favor from you guys.

Crew Member #1 - Sure, what do you need?

TBL - Alright, here's the deal. It's of GREAT importance that I find Rachael Stevens or Rob DiMarco before the end of the night. If you see either of them, could you just tell them that I was looking for them?

Crew Member #2 - Stevens and DiMarco? No problem.

Crew Member #1 - Yea, you can count on us.

[ TBL pats both of them on the back. ]

TBL - Thanks a lot guys, I really appreciate it.

[ He starts to walk away, but then stops, and turns back around to face the two members of the production crew. ]

TBL - Oh yea, and I couldn't help but overhear you saying something about a lifetime supply of vasoline.

[ Both guys' faces turn brighr red with embarassment, and the crowd inside of the arena laughs loudly. ]

TBL - Let me give you the number for a friend of mine that is an EXPERT on vasoline. His name is Dave Carter, and.....

[ Both men look horrified, as the arena erupts in laughter. ]

Crew Member #1 - Uh.....ummmm....

Crew Member #2 - That's ok man....we were just kidding about the vasoline, we really were.

TBL - Hey man, to each his own. Anyway, I've got to find DiMarco or Stevens. Like I said, if you see either of them, just let them know that I'm looking for them. Take care guys.

[ TBL walks off camera, and the scene cuts back into the arena. ]

[ We are once again in front of Tom Stone's office, and Leon Sharpe is sitting on the floor waiting for Stone. Suddenly, Stone shows up with an EVIL, EVIL, EVIL look on his face! He looks like Satan's son right now, but Sharpe doesn't care. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Hey Stoney! Your Assistant sent me here to pick up my Titles!

[ Stone ignores Sharpe, not even listening to what he has to say. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - So, can I have them now?

[ No answer from Stone. Stone walks into his office, and Sharpe follows him and closes the door. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Come on Tom! Just hand them over! I've already been granted them!

[ Stone realizes Sharpe won't stop breaking his balls until he answers him, so he does so. ]

Tom Stone - WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!?!?!?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - My god damn Tag Team Titles you dipshit!

Tom Stone - HUH?!?!?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Did I stutter, dumb ass? I'm here to get my damn Tag Team Titles! And that's the last time I'm going to say it!

Tom Stone - What the shit are you talking about?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Your assistant told me I could have the Tag Team Titles!

Tom Stone - You mean a shot at them?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - No, the belts around my waist!

Tom Stone - Where's your partner?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Right here! [Points to himself]

Tom Stone - So you want to be my Tag Team Champions, and defend your titles every week in handicap matches?!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - No just that. 1 on 1, 1 on 2, 1 on 3 even!

Tom Stone - You're serious?!?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Come on Tom! What do you have to lose?! You only have ONE tag team! Plus, it's better then just leaving the titles on the shelf and letting them collect dust! COME ON!

Tom Stone - Well...

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - And if you're CONVINCED that I suck so much, then all that means is I'll lose them to someone BIGGER and BETTER!

Tom Stone - Hmmm...

[ Stone realizes it isn't a bad idea, and hell--it's better then the belts being in his closet for months! ]

Tom Stone - Fine, here you are. [Stone hands him both titles]... The NEW EWA Tag Team Champion, Leon Sharpe!

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Thanks Stone. You won't regret this!

Tom Stone - Now, get the hell out of my office.

[ Fade to black. ]

[ Suddenly the lights go out, and the crowd stops with anticipation. All of a sudden the speakers come alive with the sound of "Hotel California" by The Gypsy Kings. The ring is illuminated with the green, white and red of the Mexican flag as Los Fabulosos Bastardos appear at the top of the ramp way and the crowd goes nuts. The two luchadors make their way to the ring, slowly with their translator Maria in tow. They climb into the ring and go to opposite corners, climb up on the top turnbuckle and throw their arms up in the air, and the crowd goes insane. The two men make their way to the center of the ring as the lights come back up in the arena. Maria has the microphone. ]

Maria - Tonight ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a very special night here in the EWA, tonight the hero of the little people... literally! Must take on their hardest challenge to date.. the challenge of wrestling the dreaded mystery opponent. The three of us have looked back deep into the past to research the LEGEND that is the mystery men, or men as it is in this case. We look back to the early 1990's when wrestling as it is today was still in it's infancy to see the one of the worst incarnations of the mystery men, THE GOBBELDYGOOKER to see that the mystery opponent is not always what it was cracked up to be. This time Senor Mysterious was nested in a big egg for month to reveal the possibly the worse wrestling persona ever. Next we look to the mid 90's at Wargames the Mystery opponent that was the SHOCKMASTER a occurrence that is soo bad people refuse to talk about it even in the privacy of their own houses. This alone should convince you that this whole mystery thing never works. But yet even still the wrestling world still tries to pull this off. Even a few years ago in 1999 the greater power angle left us all pissed off that the man behind the mask wasn't Owen Hart. So tonight the LFB goes up against the Misery opponent so I apologize now when all of you fans leave here tonight let down and dejected. So lets cut through all the mystery and let the ass kicking begin.

[ Maria Hands off the Mic to Senor X. ]

Senor X - la esta noche es una gran noche, es esta noche la noche donde los bastardos fabulosos comienzan su reinado como el mejor equipo de la etiqueta del EWA. nadie ha estado parado hasta ahora en nuestro camino, nadie a excepción de Tom Stone. Hemos luchado todo que él ha lanzado en nosotros y hemos venido hacia fuera en tapa. La semana pasada usted era todo el testigo al golpeo que distribuimos a ese twit molesto Jack Bandit, nosotros intentaba hacer una punta que no debemos ser ensuciados con. Haremos tan esta noche otra punta. Deseamos los títulos de EWA, merecemos los títulos de EWA y los tomaremos si tenemos que! Tom stone es esta noche nuestro coranation, esta noche es la noche donde escribimos nuestros nombres en los libros de la historia como el equipo más grande de la etiqueta que el EWA ha visto siempre. Rasgaremos esta noche abajo cualquier pared que usted construya delante de nosotros, somos destinados para el greateness y nadie pueden sostenernos detrás no uniformes el gran Tom stone. Traiga tan abajo a su opositor del misterio, traen al cuarto entero del armario de EWA para todos cuidado de I, porque no importa qué NO PODEMOS SER BATIDOS!! Porque el LFB es el equipo más grande de la etiqueta que ha vivido siempre. simple es mejor para nosotros, oigo sí que los muchos de los equipos de la etiqueta están en vacaciones o tener pequeños emparejamientos el pissing, pero que todos caben perfectamente en nuestro plan. Tenemos gusto del hecho de que hay nadie en esta compañía para hacernos frente, él hacemos tanto más fácil para que dominemos a esta compañía de los pobres del piss. Mostraremos los ventiladores los cuales deben aplaudir para, qué camisetas deben comprar, y qué equipos de la etiqueta de la cinta deben mirar lo más mejor posible siempre noche y agradecer a los dioses de lucha por romper la monotonía en allí agujerear, los middleclass, vida nueve a cinco. Nos pusieron en este planeta para brillar, y eso es lo que vamos a hacer. Ejecutamos a los hombres de men.s de ciudad. De lo que oigo que conceited altamente bastardos están asustado hacernos frente y los reguladores están demasiado ocupados con pequeño en luchar, éste van a ser demasiado fáciles. Pronto SENOR X y mi socio del equipo de la etiqueta estará parado glorioso en la tapa de la división del equipo de la etiqueta de EWA. We want the titles !!!

[ Senor X hands the mic to Captain Loco. ]

Captain Loco - estamos parados aquí esta noche antes de usted a hombres en una misión y esta misión es..we muy muy simple está mirando para sentir bien a los campeones del equipo de la etiqueta del mundo de EWA. Somos el bst que tenemos asid él millón de veces y lo hemos significado tiempo siempre solo. La esta noche no será ningún diferente que cualquier otra noche para el LFB, venimos esta noche a usted aventamos como equipo mero de la etiqueta pero pronto seremos campeones. Porque está viniendo el destino más pronto que usted piensa y el LFB será el equipo más grande de la etiqueta que el EWA ha visto siempre, una vez que llevemos a cabo los títulos usted se olvidará de los nombres de los últimos champs de EWA. Los reguladores, BJ Boyz, vacas en el negro, Iconz de la perfección todos se descoloran lejos como memoria de la niñez y pronto usted no podrá decir si existieron o si él los leyes del al apenas un sueño. ESTAMOS PARADOS ESTA NOCHE ANTES DE QUE USTED TENGA GUSTO DE LEONES HAMBRIENTOS CON EL GUSTO DE LA SANGRE EN NUESTROS LABIOS!! TONIGHT..we ascenderá de mortals meros a las LEYENDAS!!!

[ Loco hands the mic back to Maria. ]

Maria - So let's bring on the mystery opponent and let the ass kicking begin.

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall!

Chris Myers - Currenly in the ring... at a total combined weight of 510 pounds, from Parts Unknown, Capitán Loco and Señor X, Fabulosos Los Bastardos!

[ Fabulosos Los Bastardos raise their arms to a pop from the crowd! ]

[ "Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And their opponents...

The Informer - ROCKY BLONDE?!

Vic Canon - What the hell?!

Chris Myers - First... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 235 pounds, from Brooklyn, New York, Rocky Blonde!

[ Fabulosos Los Bastardos stare at the entrance ramp waiting for Rocky Blonde, but he enters through the crowd and sneaks up behind the Luchadors. ]

The Informer - THERE HE IS! BEHIND THEM! AND HE'S GOT A STEEL CHAIR!!!!

Vic Canon - Rocky Blonde throws Maria over the top rope! He turns to Los Bastardos..... WHAM!!!!!! CHAIR TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF SENOR X!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Capitan Loco turns around...... WHAM!!!!!!! CHAIR SHOT FOR HIM TOO!!!!

The Informer - Is this a No DQ match?!

Vic Canon - Not that I know of! And I don't even think this IS a match! I haven't heard the bell yet!

Eddie Sensation - Rocky Blonde is beating on Fabulosos Los Bastardos!

The Informer - He's kicking and punching them non-stop! He's breathing heavily, and looks like he's possessed!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!!!! REVERSE DDT FOR SENOR X!!!!!! .........SINGLE ARM DDT FOR CAPITAN LOCO!!!! They're both down and out!

Eddie Sensation - HEY! LOOK!!!! MARIA IS IN THE RING WITH A CHAIR!!!! ROCKY BLONDE DOESN'T SEE HER!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!! WHAM!!!!!!! WHAT A SWING!!!!! MARIA JUST KNOCKED OUT ROCKY BLONDE WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!!!

Vic Canon - And now she's trying to get Fabulosos Los Bastardo's to their feet!! Wait a second... she's on the outside now....

Eddie Sensation - She's got bottled water! She rolls into the ri--ahhh dammit! Why couldn't she be wearing a skirt?! That would have been a beautiful view!

The Informer - You're disgusting Eddie! Maria is pouring the water on Fabulosos Los Bastardos... and now they're both getting up! Rocky Blonde is still down, but he's moving slowly!

Vic Canon - Senor X lifts Blonde to his feet.... Belly To Belly Suplex! Capitan Loco is waiting on the other side of the ring...... Leg Drop right on the marker!

Eddie Sensation - They lift Rocky Blonde to his feet, and throw him to the ropes.... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!

The Informer - And now they're calling for the end of Rocky Blonde--Arbol De La Afliccion!

Vic Canon - They tie him up in the Tree of Woe...

Eddie Sensation - LOOK OUT!!!! THERE'S JACK BANDIT, WITH A BASEBALL BAT!!!! HE SLIDES INTO THE RING...... WHAM!!!!!! DOWN GOES SENOR X!!!!

The Informer - WHACK!!!! AND THERE GOES CAPITAN LOCO WITH HIM!!!!! JACK BANDIT IS GETTING SOME REVENGE FROM LAST WEEK!!

Vic Canon - Rocky Blonde just untied himself from the Tree of Woe, and is leaving the ring! He's getting the hell out of here, leaving Jack Bandit alone with Fabulosos Los Bastardos!

Eddie Sensation - What are you talking about?! Jack Bandit has his baseball bat with him! That thing is more useful than Rocky Blonde!

The Informer - You're horrible, Eddie. Jack Bandit lifts Senor X to his feet in the corner...... LOOK OUT!!!! WA-NA-NA!!!!!!!!!

Crowd - WA-NA-NA!!!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - And down goes Senor X! And fans, you've got to wonder... were Rocky Blonde and Jack Bandit the Mystery team? If not, who was?!

Eddie Sensation - I have no idea! What I do know, however, is that Capitan Loco is going for a ride!!!! WA-NA-NA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd - WA-NA-NA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Informer - And Jack Bandit has flattened both of Los Fabulosos Bastardos!

Vic Canon - HEY! LOOK! THERE'S LEON SHARPE!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - You mean The EWA Tag Team Champion Leon Sharpe?!

The Informer - As strange as it is, it is true! Leon Sharpe is the EWA's Tag Team Champions... and he's on his way into the ring!

Vic Canon - Sharpe steps over the top rope, and looks at Jack Bandit! Bandit flips himself over the ropes backwards, and lands on his feet on the outside! He doesn't want any part of Leon Sharpe, and he's getting out of here!

Eddie Sensation - Leon Sharpe is standing over Fabulosos Los Bastardos! What's he going to do?!

The Informer - Send them a message!

Vic Canon - Obviously! Sharpe lifts Senor X to his feet....

Eddie Sensation - But how?!

The Informer - JUST LIKE THAT!!!!!!!! THE LS SPECIAL!!!!!!! SENOR X IS FLAT ON HIS BACK!!!!!

Vic Canon - And now Capitan Loco! He goes up......... AND DOWN!!!!!!! RIGHT BESIDE HIS TAG TEAM PARTNER!

Eddie Sensation - LOOK AT MARIA! She's almost crying! Why doesn't she grab a damn chair and get in the ring again?!

The Informer - Look at the size of Leon Sharpe! He's huge compared to Rocky Blonde! She wouldn't dare do that!

Vic Canon - I'd love to see her try, though!

Eddie Sensation - And get eaten alive!

The Informer - Well, Leon Sharpe is leaving the ring with a HUGE SMILE on his face! Fabulosos Los Bastardos are down in the ring, and Maria is tending to them...

Vic Canon - I don't know what to say. This was incredibly strange. Who was the Mystery Team? Or, who was the Mystery Man? Which of the three?

Eddie Sensation - Who knows, who cares! That was a great display of violence, and I loved every minute of it!

The Informer - You're sick, Eddie!

[ A navy blue hummer is seen pulling into the parking lot. It steps out, and a heavily muscled man wearing a pair of urban camo fatigues, a black sleeveless t-shirt, a black Adidas baseball hat worn backwards, and a pair of black Oakleys steps out of the driver side. He walks briskly towards the back door of the arena, where security stops him momentarily, while he produces some ID. He enters the building, and in the light, he is recognizable as Eric Walther, former EWA North American champion. Rob DiMarco hurries over to the former champ. ]

Rob DiMarco - Eric Walther? I heard you’d been resigned to an EWA contract, what brings you back?

Eric Walther - Well, I have to pay my bills some way. The security consulting business that I founded is doing great, but hey, when Stone offered me good money to come back, I couldn’t turn him down. Besides, it’s been too long since I’ve been in the ring, kicking ass and taking names. There’s something really satisfying about cranking someone with a forearm right across the throat.

Rob DiMarco - Well, now that you’re back, do you have any plans for the future?

Eric Walther - Well, I sure wouldn’t mind taking back my North American title. I never lost the thing, and GiGante is the champ now? I beat his ass down like nothing else before the EWA’s close last time. I bet he’s still got scars from that mauling that I dished out. At very least, I hope he hasn’t forgotten that I put him in his place, right on the mat for the three. If I get the chance, I’ll do it again. Knock him senseless, then stand him up for the Last Shot, just for a classy ending. Then the North American title will be mine again. He’s no threat. Just wait until I get him in the ring.

Rob DiMarco - Well, those are some big words from someone who hasn’t wrestled in over a year.

Eric Walther - Rob, it doesn’t matter when I last wrestled. I may have just a tad of ring rust, but kicking ass is what I do for a living. It’s what I’m the best at. You don’t lose the ability to knock someone senseless just because of a little time out of a wrestling ring. This interview is over now, I’ve got some people to visit.

[ DiMarco steps away, and Walther continues into the building, ironically bumping into El GiGante in the hall. Walther glances at him for a second, then lowers the sunglasses, and glares at him. ]

Eric Walther - I’m coming for you “champ”. Better get ready, because I was a better man than you before, I’m a better man than you now, and I’ll always be a better man than you. Enjoy your last few weeks with the belt.

[ He turns away from GiGante, and walks off further into the building as the camera fades. ]

[ We go backstage where Rob DiMarco is standing by. ]

Rob DiMarco - I am back here trying to get some words out of the new tag team champion of the world, "Thundergod" Leon Sharpe. Thundergod, are you willing to comment?

[ Sharpe walks out with one tag belt around his shoulder, one belt around his waist holding a bottle of champagne. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Yeah Robert.. I am in a great mood.. I am unique, most EWA champions have ONE belt but I have TWO belts. Sure, these belts are meant for somebody who has a partner but I don't need a damn partner to beat most of my competition. I destroyed the Bastards, two of them and one of Leon Sharpe wasn't a fair fight. I am a One Man Gang and these are my title belts.

Rob DiMarco - What is your plans for the belts?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I plan to defend them against tag teams, trios, singles wrestlers, who ever. I might even find two guys, get them to put on masks and have them wrestle me. I'm sure that alittle bit of destruction is enough for the fans. Since, I have finally won gold in the EWA.

[ Sharpe picks up his bottle and pours it all over DiMarco. ]

Rob DiMarco - What was that all about?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I did it because I can.. I will be celebrating my win and celebrating that I am the first man to ever hold both tag team titles in the EWA. I am a One Man Army.

[ Sharpe walks through the back, briefly pouring some champagne on what appears to be EMTs. ]

Rob DiMarco - What an I say? Leon Sharpe is the holder of BOTH EWA Tag team titles and my suit will have to be cleaned.

[ Fade to black. ]

[ The lights dim down. Then "Killing in the Name of" By Rage Against The Machine begins to blare over the PA. ]

The Informer - He's coming back out here folks...

Eddie Sensation - Haha!! I bet he's gonna address the Deuce situation now. I bet he's not a happy camper...

Vic Canon - Well, we know Vinny D is always in a bad mood, so, wait, there he is. Listen to these fans boo him!

[ Vinny D steps out from behind the curtains, dressed in black cargo pants, black army boots, with his hair tied back. His hair is tied back, and he's wearing silver trim gargolyes and his tshirt reads D-F-A in bold silver letters with with an aqua lining around them. underneath those letters, in fuschia, it says, Serial Thrylla ]

The Informer - What in the world is he wearing that for?

Eddie Sensation - Hahahahaha!! He's mocking Thrylla!!!

Vic Canon - Well, that shirt certainly hasn't increased his popularity one bit, the fans still hate him.

The Informer - This is going to be real interesting you know? Vince hasn't really talked one bit about the whole destruction of his bike by Deuce not even, well at all.

Eddie Sensation - There's a reason for that. It's a plot. It's his plan, he's gonna give it to Deuce trust me. That's why he's here now.

[ The fans continue booing wildly as Vinny D approaches the ring. He stops, gives the crowd the once over, then gets in the ring. He pulls out a mic from his back pocket ]

Eddie Sensation - Here we go!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - You know...

[ A large chorus of overwhelming boos over takes Vince's words, he stops and looks and gives a look of dissappointment rather than one of anger ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Oh, come on now. I didn't come here to make fun of all you moro... I mean great people. Give me a chance, won't you?

[ The fans boo again, and continue to scream and wail at Vinny D, but he just shrugs it off ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Really now, is this necessary? i mean, must you waste your energy on all this negativity? Why don't you put that same energy to something goddamn positive?

[ Huge heel heat ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Now last week, Deuce. BIG DADDY... You decided to take your anger out on my bike. Well, not just my bike. My favourite bike. That bike itself was a part of me. But I don't have to tell you that, do I? You know what it meant to me. You know how much I loved that bike, that's why you destroyed it... That is why you crushed it with your hummer.

[ The fans start to cheer crazily ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Ya, how nice huh? Well Deuce, maybe you missed something the night of Family reunion, maybe you missed something in my little speech after I ripped Chris Cammeron apart. Did you not hear me when I said let's get on with this? I told you that i was done, I did what I needed, I did not want to put you through any more misery, all I wanted was a little revenge. I got that and I was happy. Don't you remember after when I said, that since I got my revenge we could go on and be friends?

Vic Canon - He did not say that! this man is a dirty liar!

Eddie Sensation - Of course he said that! He's no liar. Why would he say he said something that he didn't say?

The Informer - Eddie, I'd rather hear Vinny D speak, so keep your mouth closed!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - So I've thought about it all this week, and I came to the realization, that maybe, just maybe I went too far. Maybe I shouldna beaten on you that bad a Family Reunion. Maybe I shouldna kicked your ass from pillar to post, no matter how good it felt. And let me tell you Deuce, it felt good as hell. Cracking you over the head with that steel chair, it sent shockwaves through me. Seeing you lie there in a crumpled bundle in pain, it was an eye opening ex... Wait. Wait. I promised myself I wouldn't do this...

Vic Canon - what the hell is he talking about?

[ Vinny D paces around the ring a few steps, and looks around at the crowd, they continue to boo, though they are a little lower than before ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Deuce what I did was wrong, and i decided. I decided to be a man about this whole thing and come out here and be a man about it. Deuce I'm gonna fixe this man. I'm gonna make it right. I'm gonna right the wrongs I've made.

Eddie Sensation - What?!

Vic Canon - He's reformed?

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Deuce I swear man, I'm real sorry, and I think I've found the perfect way to make it up to you... When we last talked before this whole mix up, you were telling me that you and your wife were getting seperated because you feared that she was cheating on you. You told me about the private detective you hired, and that he couldn't get undisputable evidence, only partial evidence.

The Informer - I don't think this is the right way to patch things up with Deuce.

Vic Canon - I agree. I think Vinny D has been ill advised. i think he should just shut up, and leave for the night. He should get some rest, take a good long night's sleep, and come back next week, be a man and stand up for himself.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - So Deuce, what I've done... You're gonna love this man. Bro, i went out and hired a new detective, the best LA has to offer. I hired him to get you to the truth, and nothing but the truth, and I swear to you Big Daddy, he's gonna do it man.

Vic Canon - My word!! Vinny D's gone off his rocker!

Eddie Sensation - What's he doing? this just doesn't make any sense.

[ The fans boo continuously again. Not buying Vinny D's story ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - The best part though Deuce, is that he's already got me some video tape evidence. Now, i want you to understand, this ain't gonna be the clearest video, but this is his first piece of evidence. Your suspitions may be correct, but your detective doesn't have enough undisputable evidence just yet, again, he will buddy, he will. you can trust me on that one. Nonetheless here's the piece of video...

[ Vinny D points to the big screen. The screen fades in from black, and it shows a view of a house, a large house, with a Ford explorer in the driveway. there is no hummer ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - This video was shot on this past friday man. That's your house Big Daddy... Look, your hummer ain't there, cause you're working a show.

[ A lady walks out of the house she cannot be made out too well but you can make out her hair color, which is blonde and her figure can be made out as more of a petit woman. She is holding hands with a man with what looks like black hair, a big build, and he is taller than the woman he walks with ]

Vic Canon - this has no place on live Tv. C'mon cut to commercial, this isn't right.

Eddie Sensation - But he's doing it for Deuce, not against him.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Big Daddy, that is your house, and that looks like your wife walking out of it holding hands with someone who is not you... Now again, you have to accept this isn't the clearest shot, but the evidence will get better. So Big Daddy, there you have it. I don't like to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm doing this for you man, for our friendship... Trust me man, this hurts me as much as it does you...

[ "Killing in the Name of" hits as Vinny D begins to leave the ring. the fans are booing uncontrolably ]

Vic Canon - This man is sick! You don't bring this stuff out in the public eye like this!

The Informer - I don't know that Vinny D is making the right move here...

Eddie Sensation - He feels bad for his buddy, what's wrong with that?

Vic Canon - Oh Eddie, shut up! You know as well as I do, Vinny D ain't right in the head, and this is just gonna further Deuce's anger towards him...

[ The camera cuts backstage to an unusually nervous Rob DiMarco. He's checking his watch constantly, his right foot tapping against the concrete floor. ]

Rob DiMarco - Damnit...where is he? I have a schedule to keep...Stone will get very upset if I lag this show any further!

[ The camera turns suddenly to catch a slowly approaching Rob Traxler, who walks methodically down the hallway, wearing his match attire. He smirks as he notices a grimace on DiMarco's face, which quickly disappears upon the arrival of Traxler. ]

Rob Traxler - Sorry to keep you waiting, Rob.

Rob DiMarco - No problem...don't worry about it.

Rob Traxler - Liar. But what's it matter right now...ask me questions, hmm?

Rob DiMarco - Rob...the last few weeks have been very interesting for the wrestling world to see with your resurgance as one of the men to beat in EWA. Tonight, you take your undefeated record into a match with Glen Fortune. What are your thoughts going in?

[ Traxler looks past DiMarco down the hall briefly. Intrigued, DiMarco turns his head to see what Traxler sees, but Traxler starts to talk instead. ]

Rob Traxler - I only have two thoughts going into this match with Fortune tonight. The first thought is how unfortunate he must feel to have come to the arena tonight and discovered that his nightmare was reality...he is in fact signed to face me in that ring in a few moments, whether he wants to or not.

[ DiMarco interrupts. ]

Rob DiMarco - And the second?

[ Traxler's glare silences even this seasoned reporter. He lingers with the look for a moment before turning back to the camera and answering. ]

Rob Traxler - The second thought is how much of an example tonight will again be for Clayton Chandler. Clayton...you have been deathly silent. Many will shrug it off and say that you are just saving your energy. But I know the truth. You are afraid. You threw your minions at me at Family Reunion and they couldn't get the job done. You tried playing mind games with me and I wasn't fazed. I smell your fear, Clayton...just like a true predator smells the fear of its prey. Your time is approaching, Clayton...soon there will be no one left in my way. Soon...your fate shall match those who are coming before you, such as Fortune tonight. I am hot on your trail, Clayton...and you are far from prepared for what I am bringing to the hunt. Ah yes...it will not be long, Clayton...not long at all until you come face to face with the most visible reality in wrestling today...

[ Traxler turns to look down the hall once more as DiMarco looks a little bewildered. ]

Rob Traxler - I hunt for the thrill.....

[ Traxler's gaze sharply turns back to the camera, anger covering his face. ]

Rob Traxler - ...and I ALWAYS get The Kill!

[ Traxler leaves a befuddled DiMarco behind and makes his way to the ring. ]

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall!

[ "Fight Music" by D12 blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 5'8" and weighing in at 147 pounds, from Kansas City, MO, Glen "Lil Joker" Fortune!

[ Glen "Lil Joker" Fortune steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Bleed" by Collective Soul blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'7" and weighing in at 273 pounds, from Silent Springs, Colorado, "The Predator" Rob Traxler!

[ "The Predator" Rob Traxler steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Here comes another slaughtering, courtesy of Rob Traxler!

Vic Canon - Traxler grabs Fortune.... Fortune has his eyes closed! HAHA! He's scared!

Eddie Sensation - WHAM!!!! DOUBLE ARM DDT BY TRAXLER!!!!

The Informer - Traxler jumps to his feet! Fortune dizzily gets up, and walks right into Rob Traxler....

Vic Canon - SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Down goes Fortune again!

Eddie Sensation - Rob Traxler leans over, and lifts Glen Fortune to his feet..... Short Arm Clothesline!

The Informer - Fortune is down and out already! That's just after 3 good moves by "The Predator!"

Vic Canon - And now Traxler is on the top rope! What's he going to do?!

Eddie Sensation - Wait!

The Informer - Huh?

Vic Canon - Where?!

Eddie Sensation - He's going to wait, you idiots! He's just waiting for Fortune to get up!

The Informer - As sad as that may sound, it's true! Eddie Sensation has just made his first ever CORRECT analysis of a wrestling match!

Vic Canon - Haha!

Eddie Sensation - Shut up!

The Informer - Fortune is slowly getting to his feet, and his back is to Traxler! Traxler jumps off the top rope, and lands on his feet....

Vic Canon - Dragon Sleeper! Traxler has a Dragon Sleeper locked on!

Eddie Sensation - WHAM!!!!!! BACKBREAKER!!!!! DOWN GOES FORTUNE!

The Informer - What a move by Rob Traxler! A Dragon Sleeper into a Backbreaker! Perfectly executed!

Vic Canon - Traxler lifts Fortune to his feet, who is trembling in pain! He sets him up......

Eddie Sensation - Double Underhook Suplex!

The Informer - TWO FIRSTS FOR EDDIE SENSATION IN ONE MATCH?!?! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! That's the first ever wrestling move you've CORRECTLY called!

Vic Canon - That World Record holder better watch out for Eddie Sensation!

Eddie Sensation - Damn right!

The Informer - By the way, that's me... I hold the record, and it grows every show we call.

Vic Canon - No comment.

Eddie Sensation - I'll say it for Vic.... you're a loser!

The Informer - Thank you both. Rob Traxler is ready to end this one! He's calling for it, and he has Glen Fortune set up!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!!! THE KILL!!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - And the rest is as easy as The Informer's mother! 1.... 2....... 3!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match... "The Predator" Rob Traxler!

WINNER: "The Predator" Rob Traxler w/ The Kill by Pinfall

The Informer - Very comedic Eddie.

Vic Canon - There's nothing else to say about these two guys, except Chandler better watch out for Rob Traxler! He's on a roll!

Eddie Sensation - What about Ethan Tyler?! I think he should watch his ass too! Traxler could accept Tyler's open challenge tonight!

The Informer - You're right, he could! And the only way we will find out is if we move on with the show... so shut up, both of you!

Vic Canon - Huh?

Eddie Sensation - What?

The Informer - We'll be right back fans!

Rob DiMarco - Hello one and all, I am here backstage with the returning EWA, I don't know if I should call him this or not, but the returning EWA superstar, IcE! He's done some great things in his short time here but is he really a superstar?

IcE - Hey, Rob, shut the fuck up and start with the questions.

Rob DiMarco - Alright, first off, what's up with the short hair? I mean, you just look... Different...

IcE - Well, get used to it because I'm just sick of having long hair. It gets pulled and it's hard to maintain. Plus, I believe chicks dig short hair these days more than long hair.

Rob DiMarco - Alrighty then! Next question is, why did you really return to the EWA?

IcE - I told the truth in my promo, man! I'm here to do what I did when I was here a month ago... Make the extreme division worth watching! Look at your current champion, he's new, he doesn't even know the meaning of extreme yet! Now, look at me! Eight years in the business! Eight years of my blood... My sweat... AND MY FUCKIN` SOUL... Went out to each and ever last one of you fans! If I wouldn't be wrestling right now, I have no idea what I'd be doing... I'd probably be working in Milbank making about seven dollars an hour doing something that I hate. No, I chose the right path, I had the connections, now I'm here wrestling and I'd have it no other way!

Rob DiMarco - Now, you actually quit the EWA a month ago to go to a competitor of ours, RWC...

IcE - Oh jeez, I knew you'd bring that up... Yes, I'm sorry! I made a bad choice! I let my ego get in the way of my thinking and I went to a shit-hole federation... That's in the past though. This is the present and speaking of presents, I have a pretty big present for the EWA fans here tonight... SOMETHING TO REALLY WATCH! Yeah, you think you people have been getting good matches? I can see why EWA has been doing so terrible in the ratings! You're getting a borfest when you could be getting top quality entertainment! As you saw, EWA's ratings were huge the last time I was here and it'll be so once again!

Rob DiMarco - Now, you're not only facing Rick Randle, but Ken Doe and the returning Arthryn... What do you think of them two individuals?

IcE - What do I think of Ken Doe and Arthryn? Well, lets start with Doe... He was in RWC as well, never spoke with the man, never really knew the man, and I never really cared who Ken Doe was or is because Ken Doe is nothing but a Jon Doe, he's a nothing, a nobody, and a no one! If he becomes champion tonight, good for him, because then he'll just have to suffer one hell of an ass-whippin` by the one true cold one! That's me, if you didn't know, Rob. Now, Arthryn... I have no clue who this man is either, alls I know is that he's returning and he's here to get his ass kicked by me just like Randle and Doe! Now, It's time for me to go and show everybody what X-Treme Personified looks like!

[ Rachel Stevens is shown standing next to Arthryn, as Arthryn moves from side to side of the camera, getting ready for his match ]

Rachel Stevens - We're standing here with the returning Arthryn, former EWA North American champion. Welcome back.

Arthryn - Thank you, Rachel.

Rachel Stevens - At Family Reunion, you cost Tortez the title. And everyone is wondering just exactly why did you do it?

Arthryn - Rachel, there's a place and a time for everything.

Rachel Stevens - What do you mean?

Arthryn - That will be answered soon enough.

Rachel Stevens - Alright. Doesn't it bother you, though, that Tortez is in the building tonight?

Arthryn - Raquel, it wouldn't bother me if I saw Tortez with an axe and I had my arms tied behind my back. Now...

[ Arthryn reaches for Rachel Steven's hand ]

Arthryn - Could I borrow this microphone here?

Rachel Stevens - Sure, Arthryn. Why do you need it?

Arthryn - I am going to enlighten the masses out there. Thank you.

[ A grin develops on Arthryn's face, as he heads towards the ring. Rachel Stevens shrugs her shoulders. Her lips can be read saying "back to ringside" ]

[ Standing backstage, cradling his Extreme Title over his shoulder, is Rick Randle. Beside him is Robert DiMarco, and the EWA interviewer jumps right into this one-on-one encounter. ]

Rob DiMarco - Rick Randle, you are heading into this match with EWA Extreme Title in your possession, and frankly...nobody thinks you're going to walk out with it.

Rick Randle - That's all well and good, Bobby, because it'll just make victory taste THAT much sweeter! I get off on putting old ideas out to pasture, and I'm sure to get my jollies tonight at the expense of Arthryn, Ken Doe, and that pussy IcE!

Rob DiMarco - Before I get to IcE, the man that threw you off the stage mome--

Rick Randle - He sneak-attacked me!

Rob DiMarco - Yes, but nonetheless he ruin--

[ Randle suddenly pushes DiMarco against the wall and yells into his face! ]

Rick Randle - HE'S A PUSSY! He makes his big comeback by hitting me from behind, ruining a special moment for both me and all my fans, and you want to talk about him like he's so damn great!

Rob DiMarco - I never said that!

Rick Randle - BUT YOU THINK IT! You like what he did to me, don't you?!

Rob DiMarco - Jesus! Look kid, I don't condone it. But you're in a man's world here and that's what men most endure to wear those titles!

Rick Randle - I'LL SHOW YOU A MAN!!!

[ Rearing back, Randle's clenched fist and enraged expression cause DiMarco to duck down, dropping his mic and covering his head. However, a hand suddenly jumps into view and puts a firm grip on the arm of the tantrum-posessed champion! ]

Ken Doe - Now, now...you should play nicer than this.

[ Randle turns around and pushes the enigma away from him! ]

Rick Randle - Get off my back, punk! I'm about to kick your ass in five minutes!

Ken Doe - Perhaps...but how about we insure our opportunity to fave one another?

Rick Randle - Huh?

Ken Doe - You don't attack me until the other two are eliminated, and I'll do the same toward you. When it's down to the two of us, then we shall open violence's floodgates and drown those people in chaos!

Rick Randle - Alright. Deal.

[ Rick Randle walks off, obviously a little disoriented after his outburst. Robert DiMarco now stands back up and looks thankfully over at Ken Doe. ]

Rob DiMarco - Thanks man. That little bitch totally flipped out on me!

Ken Doe - I know...wasn't it beautiful?

Rob DiMarco - What?

Ken Doe - The pressures of his life are already pushing his limits. He may not be fully ripe yet, but the process must begin.

Rob DiMarco - What in the heck are you talking about?!

Ken Doe - Just watch. You're about to witness the most prescious form of emancipation.

[ Ken smiles...hardly a cheerful thing, coming from him...and walks away from the fully bewildered journalist. ]

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Four Way Match for the EWA Extreme Championship!

[ "Left Behind" by Slipknot blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 5'11" and weighing in at 211 pounds, from Milbank, South Dakota, IcE!

[ IcE steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Headhunter" by Front 242 blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Secondly... standing 6'10" and weighing in at 302 pounds, from San Juan, Puerto Rico, Arthryn!

[ Arthryn steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Lakini's Juice" by Live blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Next... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 230 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Ken Doe!

[ Ken Doe steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Rollin (Urban Assault Vehicle Remix)" by Limp Bizkit blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And finally... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 235 pounds, from Richmond, VA, the EWA Extreme Champion, Rick Randle!

[ Rick Randle steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - This ring is LOADED with talent! We've got two past Extreme Champions in the ring, plus ARTHRYN and KEN DOE! I don't think you could add much more talent to this match!

Vic Canon - I couldn't have said it better! Ken Doe and his baseball bat have paired off with Arthryn, and IcE and Rick Randle are on the opposite end of the ring!

Eddie Sensation - IcE goes to work on Randle! Arthryn with a kick to the head of Ken Doe!

The Informer - --SHIT!!! IN MID AIR, KEN DOE SWUNG AT ARTHRYN'S LEG AND NAILED HIM RIGHT IN THE THIGH! WHAT A SHOT!!! WHAT IMPACT!

Vic Canon - Arthryn goes down on one knee.... and Doe swings at Arthryns other thigh!

Eddie Sensation - Arthryn is clutching his legs in pain!

The Informer - Check out IcE! He has Rick Randle set up for a powerbomb! LOOK OUT!

Vic Canon - NO! KEN DOE JUST NAILED ICE IN THE BACK WITH THAT BASEBALL BAT!!

Eddie Sensation - BULLDOG BY RICK RANDLE, THE EWA EXTREME CHAMPION!

The Informer - Rick Randle is now in control of IcE... and Ken Doe is on the outside! He's looking under the ring... and he's got a table!

Vic Canon - Ken Doe sets up the table on the outside... LOOK OUT! THERE'S ARTHRYN, FROM BEHIND!

Eddie Sensation - REVERSE DDT ON KEN DOE! Arthryn lifts Doe to his feet... LOOK OUT!

The Informer - RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! Arthryn is getting some redemption on Ken Doe!

Vic Canon - Arthryn lifts Ken Doe to his feet.... he's got his hand around Doe's neck!

Eddie Sensation - HEY! LOOK! THERE'S TIKI TORTEZ!!!! HE JUMPS THE GUARD RAIL.... WHAM!!!!! AND NAILS ARTHRYN WITH A STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK!!!!

The Informer - And that's perfectly legal! Arthryn drops to the floor, and so does Ken Doe!

Vic Canon - "Tricky" Tiki Tortez just got some revenge on Arthryn for costing him the title last week!! And now Tiki is getting out of here, slowly walking up the ramp!

Eddie Sensation - He better walk a little faster! Arthryn is getting to his feet!

The Informer - ....LOOK OUT!!!!! OOOOH!!!!!!!!! BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!! ICE JUST CAME FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE THANKS TO A RICK RANDLE BACK BODY DROP!!!!!

Vic Canon - ICE'S BACK IS TAKING A BEATING TONIGHT! First a baseball bat to the spine, then he lands HARD on the concrete on his back... what's next?!

Eddie Sensation - HEY! Arthryn is up! He doesn't care about the match OR Ken Doe anymore! He's going for Tiki Tortez!!

The Informer - Tiki disappears behind the curtain, and Arthryn follows him just a few seconds after! SOMEONE GET A CAMERA BACK THERE! I WANT TO SEE WHAT'S GOING ON!

Vic Canon - Ken Doe is on his feet! Rick Randle has just come out to the outside, and now both men are working on IcE!

Eddie Sensation - Randle lifts IcE to his feet... LOOK OUT!!!!!!

The Informer - WHAM!!!!!!! "DULLING YOUR SENSES"!!!! KEN DOE JUST NAILED ICE WITH A STANDING SIDE KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE!

Vic Canon - IcE went down like a sac of potatos!

Eddie Sensation - Hey! Look out! Rick Randle has made his way to the top rope, and now he's perched up there!

The Informer - What the hell is he going to do?! He's crazy! He's going to land on the damn concrete floor! We're not on the ring mat!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!!!! WHAM!!!!!!!! FROG SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE NAILED ICE!!!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - And it looks like he hurt himself too! Not too smart of a move by Rick Randle!

The Informer - Ken Doe lifts IcE to his feet... IcE is fading! He's out cold! Ken Doe sets him up.... WHAM! Tilt-the-Whirl Backbreaker! IcE goes down hard again!

Vic Canon - And now Rick Randle is making his way to his feet.... Ken Doe is also up, and they're both lifting IcE to his feet!

Eddie Sensation - They drag IcE over infront of the previously set-up table....

The Informer - Oh no! This isn't good for IcE! He better start throwing some moves around, or he's in terrible trouble!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! ICE JUST KNEE'D RICK RANDLE RIGHT IN THE NUTS!!!!! RANDLE GOES DOWN IN PAIN!

Eddie Sensation - Ken Doe elbows IcE in the jaw! He sets him up.... LOOK OUT!!!!!!

The Informer - POWERBOMB THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!! NO!!!! NO NO NO!!!!!! ICE REVERSED IT!!!!!! HURRACONRANA THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!! KEN DOE JUST WENT THROUGH THE TABLE HEAD FIRST!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - AND NOW ALL THREE MEN ARE OUT COLD ON THE OUTSIDE!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - DAMN! I bet nobody saw that coming!

The Informer - Wait! IcE is getting to his feet, and so is Rick Randle! Randle charges at IcE....

Vic Canon - THE GORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RANDLE GOES DOWN HARD!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - IcE lifts Randle to his feet.... OOOH!!!!! He throws him into the guardrail!

The Informer - WHAM!!!! IcE just slammed Randle's face into the steel ring post!! Look over there! Ken Doe is slowly getting up... IcE better keep an eye on him!

Vic Canon - OOH!!!! IcE throws Rick Randle into the steel steps!

Eddie Sensation - IcE slowly lifts Rick Randle back up..... IcE is on a roll here! And now he's choking Rick Randle!

The Informer - MY GOD! ICE IS BLATANTLY CHOKING RICK RANDLE!! And they're getting pretty damn close to our announce table! I don't like the look of this!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!! HERE COMES KEN DOE WITH A BROOMSTICK!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY GOD!!!!!!! KEN DOE SNAPPED THAT BROOMSTICK OVER ICE'S BACK!!!! IT JUST BROKE IN TWO PEICES!!!!!

The Informer - Ken Doe throws the remaining broomstick peice into the ring!

Vic Canon - He turns to IcE, and.... throws him into the 4th row of fans?!

Eddie Sensation - Haha! Ken Doe just threw IcE into the crowd!

The Informer - And now that I have a moment, let me remind you fans that the first person to make a pin or cause their opponent to submit is the NEW EWA Extreme Champion! This is NOT an elimination match!

Vic Canon - I didn't know that!

Eddie Sensation - What do you know?!

The Informer - Ken Doe turns around... Rick Randle gets to his feet.... OH MY GOD!!!!!!

Vic Canon - WHAT A SHOT!!!!!!! KEN DOE JUST NAILED RICK RANDLE IN THE FACE WITH A SUPERKICK! RICK RANDLE WAS AIRBORN FOR A SECOND!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Damn! That was powerful! And now Rick Randle is laying on top of my damn papers and my water! Get him off!

The Informer - Oh no! NO NO NO!!!! KEN DOE IS CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE, AND RICK RANDLE IS LAYING ON OUR TABLE! LOOK OUT GUYS!!!!!

Vic Canon - INCOMING!!!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

The Informer - JESUS CHRIST!!!!!! JESUS H. CHRIST!!!!!! KEN DOE JUST NAILED RICK RANDLE WITH A ROLLING GUILLOTINE LEG DROP OFF THE TOP ROPE AND THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A MOVE!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT DISASTER!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - HOLY SHIT!!!! THAT WAS AMAZING, YET SCARY!

Eddie Sensation - And look at this! Ken Doe is getting up! Can you believe it?!

The Informer - No, I can't Eddie! Ken Doe is on his feet, and he's lifting Rick Randle up to his feet! Ken Doe rolls Randle into the ring!

Vic Canon - Finally, we're back into the damn ring!

Eddie Sensation - Hey! Ken Doe just picked up that broken peice of broomstick that he threw into the ring! That thing is sharp and dangerous! He better be careful!

The Informer - Ken Doe throws Rick Randle into the ropes! Ken Doe bounces off the opposite side.... Randle bounces off.... Ken Doe leaps!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!! THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE, ALREADY!!!!!!

The Informer - KEN DOE JUST NAILED RICK RANDLE IN THE FACE WITH THAT JAGGED EDGE OF THE BROOMSTICK, AND IT MUST HAVE SLICED RICK RANDLE'S FACE!

Vic Canon - YUCK! There's a closeup of Randle's face! There's a damn GASH from one end of his forehead down to the opposite cheek! What a shot! This is gross!

Eddie Sensation - Rick Randle is covering his face with his hands, and he's rolling around on the mat screaming in pain!! He's kicking the mat as hard as he can!

The Informer - This man must be in an incredible amount of pain! And look at Ken Doe! He's going to capitalize on this!

Vic Canon - OH NO!!!! THE PAIN OF REALITY!!!! PAIN OF REALITY!!!!!!! DOE HAS IT LOCKED ON!!!!!! AND RICK RANDLE IS TAPPING!!!!! RICK RANDLE HAS GAVE UP!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - NEW CHAMP!!!! NEW CHAMP!!!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match, and NEW EWA Extreme Champion.... KEEEEENNNNN DDDDDDDDOE!!!!

WINNER: Ken Doe w/ The Pain Of Reality by Submission

The Informer - MY GOD!!!!!! WHAT A MATCH!!!! WHAT A DISGUSTING MATCH!!!!

Vic Canon - There are so many broken objects, and there is so much blood in and around the ring.... this is really disgusting!

Eddie Sensation - This is great! I wish there was this much excitment and ability in every match!

The Informer - Oh shut the hell up Eddie! You really do go too far sometimes!

Vic Canon - Fans, we'll be right back... we need to clean this place up!

[ Backstage we see paramedics loading Rick Randle, who's face is completely wrapped in bandages and is still crying out in pain, into an ambulance. As they shut the doors, the camera swings around to where the driver's door is being forced open by Ken Doe! The new Extreme Champion grabs the driver by his shirt collar and pulls him down, then slings him head-first into the side of the ambulance! As other medics try to grab Ken Doe, he slips into the ambulance himself and we see it speed off into the night! ]

[ The scene cuts outside, as the back entrances doors to the arena swing open. Out walks TBL, his bags in hand. He starts to walk down the sidewalk leading towards the parking lot, when a boy of about 17 approaches him. ]

Boy - Hey man, can I have an autograph?

TBL - Sure thing. What's your name?

Boy - Hoke.

[ TBL gives the boy a puzzling look, and takes his hat and pen. ]

TBL - Alright, here you go. Dear Hoke....

Hoke - Actually, can you sign it Hokus? That's what all my friends call me.

[ TBL smirks slightly, but signs the hat anyway. ]

TBL - There you go.....Hokus.

[ The kid starts to walk away, when TBL calls out to him. ]

TBL - Hey....Hokus. What are you doing out here instead of inside watching the show?

[ The boy's head drops, as he looks straight at the ground. ]

Hokus - My girlfriend was supposed to buy two tickets for us, but she hasn't returned any of my calls in the past week.

TBL - I'm sorry man, I know how that is. Some things just aren't meant to work. How long were the two of you dating?

Hokus - 8 days.

[ TBL's eyes open wide with surprise. ]

TBL - 8 days?! But you said that she hasn't returned your calls in a week?

Hokus - Yea well, I think I freaked her out.

TBL - Why's that?

Hokus - I made one small comment about being really depressed and wanting to kill myself the day I asked her out, and she hasn't talked to me since.

[ TBL pauses, a little perturbed, desperately trying to think of something to cheer him up. ]

TBL - Well, I guess I can see how something like that would freak her out. Anyway, you seem really down, so how about this to cheer you up. Would you want to come with me to next week's show, and sit ringside in the front row?

[ "Hokus's" eyes light up with joy. ]

Hokus - That'd be FANTASTIC!

TBL - I've got a huge announcement to make, and you can be right there for it. Come on, let's go see about getting you a ticket.

Hokus - Thanks man, you're the GREATEST!

[ TBL pats the kid on the back. ]

TBL - Don't worry about it, anything for a fan.

[ TBL and Hokus start to walk back inside, when the doors open again, and Rob DiMarco comes rushing out. ]

Rob DiMarco - TBL! Finally. I was told that you were looking for me, and I've been trying to find you everywhere.

[ DiMarco pauses, and looks down at Hokus. ]

Rob DiMarco - Who is that? I didn't know you had any kids.

TBL - I don't. This is Hokus. He's been having some..."problems" lately, and I've decided to be nice and get him a ringside ticket for next week's show.

[ As Hokus turns away, TBL mouths the word "psycho" to DiMarco. DiMarco grins slightly, but quickly gets serious again as Hokus turns around. ]

Rob DiMarco - Well that's great......Hokus. I'm glad that you are a fan of the EWA, and I'm sure you'll have a great time at next week's show.

[ TBL quickly interrupts him. ]

TBL - That's what I need to talk to you about anyway. I need you to do me a favor for me.

Rob DiMarco - Sure, what do you need?

TBL - I've got to get going, but I need an interview out of you next week, and I want some ring time for it. I've got a big announcement to make. Do you think you can handle that for me?

Rob DiMarco - Of course, but what's the big announcement, care to clue me in?

[ TBL starts to take a few steps backwards before DiMarco even finishes his sentence. ]

TBL - Sorry, not now. You'll find out next week along with the rest of the wrestling world. Just make sure you get me that ring time. Oh, and while you're here, do you think that you can take Hokus with you, and make sure he gets tickets for next week's show? Thanks a lot man, have a good night.

[ TBL walks towards the parking lot, and off camera, leaving DiMarco and Hokus alone. DiMarco turns towards Hokus, who looks back up to him. ]

Hokus - Boys have a penis, girls have a vagina.

[ DiMarco stares at him blankly, and then turns towards the camera. ]

Rob DiMarco - Back to you guys.

[ The scene is Nomad's dressing room in the arena. All the lights are off save one, a gothic-style floor lamp Nomad brings with him on the road. The shades are wrapped in red cloth, giving the room an exceedingly eerie feel. Nomad is against the far wall, leaning against it ]

Nomad - Cody Covington. "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington. C4. I don't care what you call yourself. All I call you is a pain in my ass. I was the first ever EWA International Champion. I have held said title more times than anyone. And I have held said title longer than anyone. I am a legend. I am an institution. And my reputation is built solidly upon the foundation of MY Extreme Wrestling Association International Title. You may think you're hot shit around here, you may think you're my equal, but you're dead wrong.

Nomad - William Jefferson Clinton will go down in history as a great president simply because he was lucky enough to hold the office during an economic upswing. And Cody Covington will go down in history as a great International Champion simply because, at the time, there was no competition to speak of. But I know the truth, Cody. I have been in this fed, I have stood ATOP this fed, during the most tumultous eras. All you did was clean up after me, little man.

Nomad - You've been hounding my ass, intruding in my life, and getting in the way of my career for over a month now. And it's going to stop. Tonight was the last straw. You don't fuck with my car. But you did. So now it's my turn to fuck with the placement of your internal organs. I'm going to go out there right now and FUCK YOU UP. And once I'm done rearranging your face, I'm going to forget you ever existed, just like the annals of history will once I expose you for the fraud you are. You're an afterthought in the minds of the fans. You're the Cliff's Notes of the International Title history. YOU DON'T COUNT. And after tonight, you won't BREATHE, either. Your Journey's End awaits you, Cody Covington. Embrace your demise.

[ Nomad stands up straight, straps his EWA International Title belt around his waist, and looks up. The camera feed shuts off ]

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is an IMMACULATE MATCH!

[ "My Own Summer (Shove It)" by Deftones blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'6" and weighing in at 283 pounds, from Miami, Florida, "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington!

[ "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

Eddie Sensation - Here comes the biggest disgrace ever to step into the International Title scene!

The Informer - I think Nomad's the disgrace, Eddie...

Eddie Sensation - Are you kidding me? Nomad's the SALVATION of the International Title scene! And tonight, he's gonna' prove once and for all that he's superior to Cody Covington in every way!!!

Vic Canon - It looks like we're about to find out if you're right, because here comes Nomad now!

[ "What You Got" by Reveille blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 235 pounds, from New York, New York, the EWA International Champion, Nomad!

[ Nomad steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

The Informer - Nomad is circling the ring! He doesn't look like he wants to be in there with Cody right now!!!

Vic Canon - I doubt he ever wants to be in the ring with Cody Covington.

Eddie Sensation - Of course not, he's deserving of better opponents!!!

The Informer - He just got around to the opposite side of Cody, and he slides into the ring! This match is underway!!!

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

Vic Canon - Nomad charges at Cody Covington for a spear...and Cody sidesteps him! Nomad goes right out the other side of the ring!

The Informer - Ha ha! What a sloppy move from a veteran the caliber of Nomad! He's back up, and he's rubbing his head!

Eddie Sensation - That wasn't sloppy! Nomad's just caught up in the moment! See, he's getting back in the ring, and he's obviously more focused!

Vic Canon - Nomad kicks Cody in the gut, and tries for a single-arm DDT, but Cody slips out! Nomad falls flat on his back, and Covington is laying his boots into the ribs of Nomad!

Eddie Sensation - What does the ref think he's doing, let Nomad get back to his feet!!!

Vic Canon - Cody pulls Nomad back up, and whips him into the ropes...

The Informer - WOW! SNAP OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX, AND CODY BRIDGES INTO A PIN!

Eddie Sensation - One...kickout! Quick kickout by the champion.

Vic Canon - What an incredible move! Cody presses the advantage, and pulls Nomad back up. He hits Nomad right in the chops with a right, a left, another right....he's backing Nomad into the corner with those punches!

Eddie Sensation - Yes! Nomad blocks a punch, and throws one right back at Covington! Nomad hits a quick kick to the side of C4, and spins into an elbow to the face!

The Informer - Nice combo by Nomad. Cody goes down, but rolls through and gets right back up...and meets a vicous clothesline from Nomad!!!

Eddie Sensation - Nomad walks over to Covington and pulls him up by his neck...but C4 kicks Nomad right in the nuts!!!

Vic Canon - Unorthodox but effective. The ref is warning Covington about breaking the rules with that crotch shot. Nomad is fighting to his feet, and gets up just in time to stagger into a spinebuster from Cody! Nomad bounces and lands face down!!!

The Informer - Cody takes a second to get the ref off his back, then stomps the back of Nomad repeatedly. He sets up, and drops a hard knee into the small of the champion's back.

Eddie Sensation - Covington FINALLY steps back and lets Nomad get back to his feet. C4 charges for a clothesline, but Nomad NAILS him with one HELL of a superkick! Cody is down, and it looks like he ain't moving!!!

The Informer - Nice move by Nomad. That may be the beginning of the end for Cody Covington.

Vic Canon - Nomad gets Cody back to his feet, and whips him into the ropes....C4 reverses the whip, then pulls Nomad back to him....he spins behind him....HOLY SHIT!!!

The Informer - Covington just lifted Nomad and executed a belly-to-back suplex OVER the top rope!!! Nomad landed RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK!!!

Eddie Sensation - I thought this was an "Immaculate Match", why doesn't the ref disqualify Covington right now?!

The Informer - There are no weapons, Eddie, that doesn't mean that Cody can't find OTHER ways of being brutal!!! Lord knows Nomad deserves everything Cody can dish out, after what went down last week!

Vic Canon - Nomad is still writhing on the outside, clutching at his neck. He may be out of it right here. The ref checks on Nomad, who apparently isn't giving up just yet. The ref gives Cody the all clear to proceed, so he does so with a legdrop to the back of Nomad's head!!!

Eddie Sensation - C4 is focusing on Nomad's neck, this is brutal! Get him off of Nomad!!!

The Informer - Cody is kicking Nomad in the back of the neck over and over, I'm amazed Nomad is still in this at all. C4 pulls Nomad up, and rolls him back in the ring. He follows him in.

Eddie Sensation - Nomad is fighting like a true champ to get back to a vertical base, and Covington is waiting for him. Nomad pulls himself up with the ropes, and staggers toward the middle of the ring. He turns around....right into a spear by C4...NO!!! Nomad hits a standing sidekick right to the face of "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington!!!

Vic Canon - Nomad gets him in a front face lock...then flips right over Cody's head!!! That was Nomad's patented standing Blockbuster he calls "The Crossroads"!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!!

The Informer - That momentary burst of energy from Nomad got him a few seconds, which may enable him to regain control of this match! Both men are getting up, slowly but surely. Cody runs at Nomad yet again, but Nomad takes him down with a drop toe hold!!!

Eddie Sensation - Jesus Christ, when is Cody gonna' stop charging?! It hasn't worked thus far...!

Vic Canon - Cody is struggling to his hands and knees, holding his face with his left hand. Nomad capitalizes on Covington's position by climbing on and applying a basic choke! Cody is panicking!!!

The Informer - Not anymore!!! C4 just lashed back, and nailed a headbutt right to the nose of Nomad! Now the gothic icon is rolling around in the middle of the ring clutching at his face!!!

Eddie Sensation - Cody gets up, gasping for air, and walks over to Nomad, who is apprently oblivious to Cody's whereabouts! Covington grabs onto Nomad's leg, and slaps on a single-leg Boston crab!!! NO!!!

Vic Canon - Nomad is screaming in pain! And look, Nomad's nose is bleeding all over the place!!! He's fighting for the ropes, but Cody's doing a good job of keeping this in the middle of the ring!!!

The Informer - Nomad may tap out right here, right now!!! He's fighting it, trying to figure a way out....and he may have it!!! He's pivoting on his right shoulder, getting himself underneath Covington!!!

Eddie Sensation - HA HA! YES!!! Nomad just punched Covington RIGHT IN THE CAJONES!!! And C4 goes down like a ton of bricks!!!

The Informer - Nomad is struggling to get up, he's really favoring that left knee! He's up, but the referee is getting in his face about that blatant shot below the belt!!!

Eddie Sensation - Nomad WAS below Covington's belt, where else COULD he have hit him?!

Vic Canon - Nomad is in a heated argument with the ref, and Cody Covington is getting back to his feet! Nomad doesn't see him!!!

The Informer - The fans are going wild, and Nomad turns around to see why! Cody kicks Nomad right in the breadbasket!!! Nomad doubles over, Cody sets him up....AND HE NAILS NOMAD WITH CLEARLY CRIPPLING!!! HE GOES FOR THE COVER....

Vic Canon - ONE!!!

Eddie Sensation - No!!!

The Informer - TWO!!!

Eddie Sensation - NO!!!

Vic Canon - THREE!!! CODY COVINGTON DID IT!!!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match..........CODY COVINGTONNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!

WINNER: "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington w/ Clearly Crippling by Pinfall

The Informer - Covington did it!!! He beat Nomad CLEANLY, and he's got his title shot at Hellacious Halloween 3!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - CLEANLY?! HE USED EVERY TRICK IN THE BOOK!!!

Vic Canon - Cody just pulled Nomad's near-unconscious body up, and tied it up in the ropes facing the EWA Big Screen!!!

The Informer - And now he's out here....GETTING A STEEL CHAIR!!!

The Informer / Vic Canon - YES!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - GET THAT THING AWAY FROM HIM!!!!!!

The Informer - Cody is climbing back into the ring...

Vic Canon - He's got a mic!!!

Cody Covington - Nomad, I just kicked your damn ass and pinned you 1, 2, 3. If there's any question about who owns who now, you're out of your f'n mind. But this isn't enough. What I did tonight was revenge for taking MY title. What I'm about to do now...this is revenge for trying to end my career. Ronny...HIT IT.

[ The EWA Big Screen fires up yet again, this time back at the junkyard. Nomad's restored and modified 1988 Honda CRX Si is still dangling precariously over the car compactor. On Cody's cue, Ronny Garbage throws a lever, shutting off the magnet. The freshly washed and polished car falls over thirty feet, and slams into the compactor with a deafening crash ]

Nomad - YOU ASSHOLES!!! FUCK YOU, YOU'RE BOTH DEAD!!! DEAD!!!!!!

[ On the Big Screen, Ronny smiles as he pushes a button, activating the compactor. It goes to work, reducing Nomad's formerly pristine classic into a tiny square of solid metal. Ronny gives a big thumbs up, and the feed shuts off ]

Nomad - NOOOOOO-

Rob DiMarco - Here with me right now is the world champion Ethan Tyler....

Ethan Tyler - Can it, DiMarco. Tiki Tortez, I'm gonna make it plain and simple, cut and dry.