JP: And now, the March Madness main event is here�

Sully: Rose versus Ross!

["All The Things She Said" by Tatu hits the PA system, but soon fades the crowd scream in the form of jeering. Mark Rose appears at the entrance. His head hangs low as he mentally prepares himself for the big fight.]

Peter Santos: Introducing first, hailing from Pheonix, Arizona, weighing in at 231 pounds� "Solitary Death"� Mark Rose!

[Rose treds his way to the ring, slipping through the ropes and standing in the centre of the ring. The theme music dies down as Ross Allen appears on stage, to everyone's delight! The MWF Champion holds the World Heavyweight over his shoulder. It sways as he walks down to the ring, with the distinct cheers of the crowd in the background.]

Peter Santos: And his opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds and at a warrior-like height of 6ft 5 inches, from Sheffield, England� the MWF World Heavyweight Champion� "Reckless" Ross Allen!

[The volume of cheers increases as the capacity crowd shoot the roof off the arena. Allen rolls into the ring and comes face to face with Mark Rose. He sweeps passed the challenger and passes the belt to Head Referee Charles Galliant. The bell tolls.]

JP: That's the bell - here we go!

[Ross Allen gestures for Mark Rose to move closer. Rose runs his hand through his short hair and shakes the smile from his face. He takes a leap forward and locks arms with Allen. The wrestlers push deeper into each, their foreheads clashing as they grapple across the ring. Allen gains the upper hand, pushing Rose under his arm and bounce off the ropes. Rose pushes Allen away as they come off the ropes. Reckless runs across the ring and bounces against the ropes, heading back to "Solitary Death" with a clothesline. Rose ducks the clothesline and throws Ross across the ring with a belly to back suplex. The crowd cheer for their man to stand, and as they do, he does.]

JP: I can't see Ross Allen losing with a fan base as big as this, Sully.

Sully: But Mark Rose has other moves at his disposal� likes cheating!

[Allen jumps straight back into the action, flooring Mark Rose with a clothesline and then another as Rose jumps up. With Rose momentarily stunned, Allen steps back and taunts the crowd. The fans jump up, encouraging the MWF Champion to fight on. He turns to Rose, who is up on one knee. Taking a tuft of Mark Rose's hair, Ross attempts to lift his opponent, but Rose hits a low blow!

Sully: Now that's cheating. Great stuff.

JP: Great stuff? Cheating just proves that the guy can't win properly.

Sully: Winning properly doesn't matter, winning does though!

[Ross drops to his knees in agony and rolls into the corner. The referee gives Mark Rose a verbal warning, but Mark shrugs him away and moves to the corner, planting several stomps in Allen's gut. As Ross sits up against the turnbuckle, Rose moves to the opposite side of the ring and prepares for a baseball slide. He almost chuckles as he sprints across the ring and drops to the floor, sliding feet-first in Allen's direction. At the last second, Ross rolls from the ring. Mark Rose's legs split between the ring post, his nether region meeting the metal first!]

JP: Oooooo!

Sully: He ain't gonna be able to plant any more rosebuds now!

[Ross Allen sweeps Rose from the ring and lays him out flat feet away from the crowd barrier. Allen climbs the barrier and lifts his elbow into the air. The front row crowd cheer tremendously as RRA leaps high into the air and comes down hard on Rose, elbow dropping him in the chest.]

JP: Ross Allen is in the zone now, Sully. The adrenaline's pumped, he's ready to do anything!

[Allen pulls Rose up and throws him back into the ring. As Ross slides back in, Mark Rose staggers across the ring and hits the ropes. Ross dashes towards Rose and clotheslines him straight back out of the ring! The crowd pop into huge cheers.]

JP: I'll be damned! Straight back out.

[Mark Rose is slumped over the apron, his arms stretched into the ring. With Allen's help, Rose is hoisted into the ring, and within an instance he jabs Allen in the gut and runs across the ring, bouncing against the ropes and coming back at Allen. Ross turns to Rose and takes a tremendous spear!]

Sully: The Death Mark!

[Allen is lied out flat, a huge red flash printed across his sternum from The Death Mark. Rose hooks the leg as Referee Galliant counts. 1�2�kick out!]

Sully: Damn!

[Rose stands up, clenching his fists in fury. He kicks the ropes and turns back to Allen, who slowly stirs on the mat. As he stands, Mark Rose takes him by the back of the head and launches him into the turnbuckle.]

Sully: Allen's in a bad way right now! The adrenaline pumping has swapped places.

[Reckless staggers from the turnbuckle cupping his chin with his left arm. Ready and poised in the centre of the ring stands Rose. "Solitary Death" signals for the Mark-Out as the crowd jeer insanely. He lashes Allen against the chest and attempts to twist his opponent into the air, but Ross refuses! Allen shoves Mark Rose away with a heavy kick to the chest. Rose shakes off the kick and throws a clothesline, but Allen drops underneath and catches Rose in the Reckless Ride!]

Sully: Not the Reckless Ride!? That means the end for Mark Rose! It's too early for that!

[Allen heaves Rose into the air and slams him down hard. The ring shudders on impact and Allen bounces over onto Rose's chest. Referee Galliant dives to the floor and begins the epic count. 1�2�]

Fozzy: STOP!!! STOP RIGHT THERE GALLIANT!!!

[Charles Galliant stops as his hand is inches away from the third strike. He frowns and looks to the entrance to see General Manager Fozzy stood on the ramp. His face seems painted red with anger as he spits out every last word.]

Fozzy: Get out of the damn ring you fucking idiot!

JP: What in Gods name is he doing here! Ross Allen was about to retain the damn title and now Fozzy's here to wreck everything, as always!

Sully: No doubt Fozzy's here to put things right.

[Fozzy reaches the ring as Referee Galliant slowly exits. The General Manager pulls Galliant viscously by the arm. He falls from the ring and lands by Fozzys feet. Fozzy does his best to step all over the Head Referee as he climbs into the ring and steps up to Ross Allen, who is blinded with rage.]

Fozzy: You're making a fool of this company, Ross! I've said that since the day you stepped foot here! You're killing us off! If it was my choice in the first place you'd have never been here, but that damned Ed Walker always stood in my way� but not anymore, Ross, not anymore! Reckless Ross Allen. What a fitting name. How "Reckless" you are Ross, never caring for anyone but yourself, never thinking anything through!

[Allen's expression of fury changes to confusion as he stares deep into the mad eyes of Fozzy. Fozzy, intent on finishing what he has to say, steps forward and looks up slightly at RRA.]

Fozzy: Reckless Ross Allen� YOU'RE FIRED!

JP & Sully: WHAT!?

[The entire arena bursts into an uproar as Allen staggers back in shock. A slight smile leaks through Fozzy's anger, as he points to the exit.]

Fozzy: Now get the hell out of my ring you son of a bitch!

[Reckless charges at Fozzy and sets him up for the Reckless Ride. The fans cheer and throw there hands in a frenzy, wishing to God that Fozzy will be put down for good. Suddenly, Rose jumps onto the scene and pulls Allen away. Startled, Allen takes a kick to the gut, before being lifted vertically between Mark Rose's legs. Rose drops with a stiff piledriver, sending RRA limp. "Solitary Death" pushes his foe into the corner of the ring and stands tall next to Fozzy.]

Fozzy: And as for the MWF World Heavyweight Championship, we have no other alternative than to hand it over to the extremely deserving Mark Rose!

[Quickly leaping from the ring, Fozzy grabs the World Title and slides back in through the ropes. He finds his feet next to Mark Rose and as the fans scream in frustration, Fozzy passes the belt over to Rose. Fozzy smiles as Rose nods in acceptance.]

Peter Santos: And your new MWF World Champion, Mark Rose!

Fozzy: I bid you a very good night, ladies and gentlemen!

[Fozzy steps towards the ropes, when he is almost deafened by the huge volume of cheers that fill the arena as Ed Walker appears on the entrance. He storms halfway down the ramp and lifts his microphone.]

Ed: Fozzy, this time it's gone way too far and you know it more than anybody here!

[Fozzy moves back to the centre of the ring and looks to Rose, who smirks. Ed picks up speed and runs at the ring, sliding under the ropes and standing before Rose and Fozzy. The crowds cheer eventually die down as Ed lifts his microphone again.]

Ed: This is where it stops, Fozzy. This is where it stops for good! You know you can't do this!

[Fozzy shakes his head and glares at Ed. Both men step closer. Fozzy leans passed Ed's face and puts his lips to the Presidents ear. In a slight whisper, Fozzy mutters.]

Fozzy: But Ed� I can do whatever I want, can't I? Can't I, Edward Arthur Stanley Walker�?

[Ed staggers back and grips the ropes. Sweat dribbles from his brow as the colour drains from his cheeks.]

Fozzy: Look at you....just look at you....snivelling already, when I am done with you then you will be a wreck. Not just physically, oh no, but emotionally, tonight Walker, I am going to try you before a jury more powerful than any judge...you will stand trial before these five thousand, your own people. Yes, Walker, tonight your own people, your flock will be scattered, divided and confused by the case I bring against you.

[The crowd come alive now, warmed by the mention of them and they are against the General Manager, every single fan in the arena is screaming at the General Manager, but the MWF President is staring, just staring, blankly at the canvas.]

Fozzy: You know what this is all about don't you Walker...you know that the MWF is a great place, but beneath its sunny exterior lies a world of deception, fraud and dark secrets. Walker, you pushed me as the man who held these dark secrets, and I admit, I know a dark secret, I know a secret darker than your soul.

[Walker's face lifts from the canvas, sweat dripping steadily down his face. The MWF President, a man so proud is paler than a waxy moon.]

Fozzy: Pin it on him, that is what you thought when you first signed me to work with you, frame him you thought...make them think he's the personification of evil. Walker, I'm no more evil than your own virgin of a mother!

[The crowd scream defiance at Fozzy and even the MWF President is roused from his trance like state at the mention of his mother.]

Ed: Why won't you just.....stop?

Fozzy: Stop? [Fozzy laughs, a shrill laugh which is drowned out by the roaring crowd.] You want me to just....stop, like that [He clicks his fingers, he then snarls.] I'm not going to stop until you're exposed.

JP: Why won't he just hurry up and "expose" this "dark secret"?

Sully: Because he wants to make him suffer!

Fozzy: Feelings, of hatred have built inside me Walker, for four months you have ruled this place with your "iron" fist, but I'm the rust corroding away the metal within you. You look drained Walker, draimed of all your enthusiasm, of all your emotion, of all your dreams.......and on October 2001 you were drained of blood.....and....

[A small blonde woman slowly walks onto the entrance way...the crowd slowly turn their heads in unison to gaze at this woman. She is only small, but her blonde hair flows like a river of sunshine, it is pulled back with just one strand weaving its way down her forehead. Her eyes are blue, stuck like jade onto pure white backgrounds, her teeth pearly white are framed by lips of rosebud red....her cheeks are smooth and the audience are collectively stunned by her beauty.]

Fozzy: See anyone familiar Walker?

[Fozzy grabs the MWF President by the head and forces him round to look at the entrance way, Ed's face is astonished.]

Fozzy: Blonde, blonde, blonde, that is what I said last week, I'm suprised you didn't reveal the game before it is up. Ladies and gentleman, would you please welcome...my wife to be...Laura Walker!

[The crowd explode at this comment, the woman smiles and holds up her fingers where a diamond encrusted ring is wound around skin so soft that a man would melt on its tender touch. The MWF President looks as if he is about to faint as the General Manager thrusts a matching ring infront of Edward Walker's face. Laura slowly walks down the entrance ramp, not recieving any jeers even though she has just been announced as engaged to the MWF's number one enemy.]

Fozzy: The darling bud who lights up this arena like a ray of sunshine...is this man's daughter. [Ed is thrown to the mat as Fozzy says this, the President is laid on his back, staring up at the man who now stands like a tyrant looking down upon his humbled empire.] I shall now inform you that this charm of a girl...is a bastard born of a night's passion with a German whore...a night's passion by whom....well that's simple isn't it Walker? This gracious angel with looks that could seduce God himself was born from a brother, from the sheets stained with the vile remains of desperate men, and that is what you are Walker, desperate, desperate to be loved...so desperate you turn to the scarlet for your love.

[Fozzy's hand is now trembling as he takes from his inside pocket of his jacket the gun used to shoot the MWF President.]

Fozzy: Who shot the President? Well, ladies and gentleman, prepare yourselves for the greatest shock ever to his the United States since the San Franciso fault....your hero, your idol, your Jesus....ordered himself shot.

[There is a uniform hush around the arena as all of the crowd almost can't believe it.]

Sully: I knew it! I knew Walker was a crook!

Fozzy: You, Edward Walker, couldn't take it anymore. You wanted a way out, a chance to escape from all the pressures that they exterted on you....a chance to fly free of all the bounds that held you tied to your inescapable prison, and that way out was to cheat death. You ordered, your own illigitemate daughter, to take a gun to you on the night of October 27th, 2001, at "The End", so she did. That night Walker, you fell before your legions of fans, before the very people who would lick your own boots, and when you fell you were happy. You sick bastard, you were happy to let people know think you had died, there were children crying their eyes out, women screaming, men crossing themselves at what they had seen, and all you fickle people fell for it!

[Fozzy now turns to the crowd, turning away from the MWF President who is wimpering, the crowd are still stunned, a lone man shouts out "You're a liar!", and soon a chant starts up and the whole arena roars with vigour "You're a liar!".]

Fozzy: You think I'm a liar? You think I'd risk my whole career for the chance to give false facts against one of the richest and most powerful men in this forsaken industry, you think I'd go all the way to Europe back in December to find this mans daughter, you think I'd risk my life, just for you people, and lie about it?

[Fozzy turns to the MWF President, Ed can't look up, he just stares, crying at the canvas.]

Fozzy: It's true isn't it Walker, it's true all of what I am saying. Every single last shred of evidence points to the fact that you, Edward Walker, ordered your own daughter to shoot you so you could escape the very people you claim to love.

Ed: I....

Fozzy: Yes, come on Ed, spit it out, stop your fucking wimpering!

[Fozzy goes to strike the MWF President across the face, but Laura, the President's daughter catches his hand, Fozzy immediately relaxes at the touch of his fiancee, he turns to look at her, she speaks into his mike, in clear spoken English but with a slight German finesse she speaks.]

Laura: Let me speak to him.

[She takes the mike and kneels down next to her father, the MWF President looks into his daughter's eyes, she smiles and her smile radiates like a thousand rays of warmth on a cold winter's day.]

Laura: Daddy, you know what Fozzy is saying is true, don't try to hide it anymore. Please, we've all suffered enough, just tell these people what they need to hear.

[She places a hand on her father's shoulder and he stutters into the microphone.]

Ed: Everything....I ever did, was fake...I lied....I cheated all of....you....and I'm not sorry for it!

[Ed suddenly finds new strength and rises up, his tall wiry frame is filled with a new vigour as he stands glaring into his daughter's face, Fozzy stands behind her.]

Ed: Fozzy, you've revealed me.

[The MWF President turns to face the fans.]

Ed: But you still love me don't you.....after all I've done for you? Yes, I ordered myself to be taken out...by my own daughter....the child of a whore, you really believe all they say? A bastard cheat and a bastard child, perfect for each other they are, yes I the MWF President will always be your President whether you like it or not!

[Ed is now growling into the microphone, he turns to face Laura and Fozzy and the whole arena recoils in shock as the small, timid Laura suddenly lashes forward and a huge right hand slap stings the face of the MWF President, Ed staggers backwards and Fozzy runs forward and with Ed off guard he hits a number of right hands and the MWF President cannot counter. Laura slides out of the ring, and pulls out a steel chair, the crowd are actually cheering the General Manager as he continues to open up on his employer.]

Laura: Catch!

[Fozzy catches the chair, and as Ed lifts his head and walks forward Fozzy brings the chair down in a splingtering crack....not the middle of the chair, but the side of the chair comes hurtling down to the MWF President's head, Fozzy takes the mike back and squats on the chest of the President, Edward Walker is almost out cold, Fozzy spits in the President's face and sneers.]

Fozzy: I'm family now...

[Fozzy throws down the mike and slowly lifts the ropes to allow Laura Walker to climb through.]

JP: I just can't beging to comprehend what has happened tonight....its just been...

Sully: Don't try to put your finger on it.

JP: I'm not, I just can't...

Sully: We'll leave it for tonight, not even we can analyse the scale and shock that has been caused here tonight. All I will tell you is the facts, the MWF President is not your hero, the MWF hero is a fraud, a deceptor and a cold bastard who has cheated his fans...he made them believe he was dead just to try and escape them.

JP: How could we not see it, and his own daughter, and Fozzy, oh my, its just out of this world!

Sully: The MWF will never be the same again....

JP: Those are the wisest words you've ever spoken Sully.

Sully: I think we all need to go to bed.

JP: I second that, goodnight everyone, and I hope this shocking sequence of events doesn't disturb you too much.

Small OOC Note: I must say that this ending has been remarkable, I don't think I've written such an emotional piece for a long time, maybe not ever. Thanks to Joe for all his input. We're trying to bring the drama you usually expect to find in award winning TV shows to the MWF and I hope it is working, who saw the twist coming? I know almost all of you didn't, you all thought it was Fozzy, but you were wrong. The MWF is going to another level and I trust you all to come with us.