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| Innocence Lost
This is what led to the 50 plus day hiatus of the MWA in the summer of 2004. The storyline that begin here will always be a part of the MWA. [MWA Center - 6:30 pm CST on Monday July 12th. The scene is the large Media room. Usually this room is bustling with reporters from all over the globe. But on this evening, MWA owner Barrett Brand has assembled the entire roster as well as all on screen personalities such as Doo Doo Brown, Wally Goodman, Porkchop Poe, Ivy D'ellesandro and Mike McMurty. Also present are virtually the entire staff and a healthy dose of security in case any old rivalries flare up. Brand calls the meeting to order.] Brand - Thank you all for your attendance but please we have a lot to cover before the start of the show. Please welcome our new addition to the MWA due to our absorbing UKWA, Tommy Danger and Bad Karma, Shane and Steve Pinex! [The three men remain seated. Joining them in the front row is Tim Worthington, the former 2 time MWA World Champion and until only a week earlier, co-owner of the UKWA. He regards Brand with a look of anger that does not go unnoticed or unheeded by Brand.] Brand - And of course sitting with them is a man who is no stranger to the MWA, the legendary Tim Worthington, who has decided to take a yet to be determined role with the MWA. [Light applause follows the announcement. Brand continues.] Brand - I want to usher in a new Era tonight. The MWA is stronger than it's ever been and we're about to begin our European tour. The factionalism began by the Elite is behind us now and our Infamy PPV is fast approaching. I want this roster to make a United front. I want us to become a family . . . [Brand is rudely interrupted by Steve Hughes.] Hughes - Ha! That's a laugh! Half the people in this room hate me. It's pure jealousy. They wish they could have the glorious career I've had. McBride - Hughes, do you ever shut up? I for one ain't jealous of you! What have you even done in the last two years? Hughes - I could ask you the same question you loser! [Both men jump out of their seats ready for some gratuitous and senseless violence. Security Director, Ogre, gives a signal to his men and a multitude of stun guns crackle to life throughout the room as the assembled security staff is ready for the occasion. Grudgingly Hughes and McBride return to their seats as Brand smiles and continues.] Brand - It's nice to see cooler heads prevail. Of course, neither of you has exactly taken the MWA by storm lately. Maybe tonight can be a starting point for both of your floundering careers. Ran Smith - You tell 'em money bags! Put dem weak ass bitches in their place! Their has-beens! [Laughter fills the room, lightening the mood. Brand adds a quip.] Brand - Well, if that ain't the pot calling the kettle black. [More laughter than Brand returns to a serious note.] Brand - Before I forget, I want to announce a major return. After a lot of coersion, I have convinced Amy Reyna to return to active duty in the MWA. Let's all give her a warm round of applause. [The room claps as a few bad apples roll their eyes. Kitty Sinclair and Starlett embrace their close friend while Jack Griggs, the MWA World Champion and Amy's ex-lover, takes a deep breath. Sitting next to Jack holding his hand and looking anxious is Mary Jane, MWA Heritage Champ. Jack gently squeezes her hand reassuringly. As the applause dies down, Brand looks to two people in the front. One is recent hire Anjelica Jones and across the room is the unforgettable Head Kase.] Brand - I'd also like to introduce you all to . . . [Suddenly the Media room door swings open and a man well known to the MWA enters the room. He glares at the assembled superstars with a look of bitter hatred. He wears a long, black leather trench coat, which fits his small stature oddly. His sunken eyes fairly blaze with intensity as he and walks towards Brand. Security moves to meet him but with a hand gesture Brand calls them off.] Brand - You. John Solomon- Yes me! If anyone has a right to be here and speak his mind it's me! You owe me that at least! Brand - I'm not sure I owe you anything. And the people in this room don't owe you at all. I think you're having delusions of grandeur. But then you always did have a vivid imagination. I don't understand how you got past security. You are persona non grata around here John. Solomon- Fuck you Brand! You egotistical bastard! Everything bad that has ever happened to me is because of you! It's all your fault! Their is a little redneck security guard stuffed in a closet down the hall. I think you called him Scruffy. You should thank me. That's one more check you won't have to write. Did he have family? I hope his nine children won't miss Daddy coming home to the double wide tonight. Brand- Solomon you aren't making any sense. But you had better hope that you haven't harmed any member of the MWA. Solomon- That's the least of what I'm going to do. You ruined my life. It's only fitting that I return the pain a hundredfold! [Earls Bickelsbottoms approaches the man and stands between him and Barrett.] Earls - Now listen here pal, Barrett Brand isn't responsible for your life. He gave you chances when nobody else would. You can look in the mirror if you want to see the face of the guy responsible for your mistakes. Solomon- Always the obedient, little lap dog aren't you Earls? You deserve this almost as much as he does. You all deserve it! Well, now I get the last laugh! I climbed a mountain in the Himilayas to get what I deserved and thanks to Brand I lost the Dead Man's Hand. I lost the NAEW because of unfair business practices by that man and the hatred of the people in this room. Well you reap what you sew! [Solomon opens his trench coat to reveal a belt encircling his waist with wires leading from canvas pouches to a small cylindrical detonator. All eyes focus on the man and his thumb as he presses down on a button. He smiles and laughs.] Solomon- All I have to do is release the button and your lives are over! Just like mine. Make peace with your gods. [Earls is the closest person to and makes a move as the man is about to release the plunger. CS Bunger dives in front of Earls, knocking him to the floor as the button is released and an explosion rips through the room. Nails, scrap metal, bolts and debris are hurled through the air as bodies dive for cover. A thermal wave ignites and John Solomon's body erupts in flame and a fireball shoots through the air, scorching the walls. Within moments the room is filled with a thick, black smoke and wails of shock and pain can be heard. ] [Epilogue] [EMT's are on the scene and tending to the injured. A dazed Mary Jane is helped to her feet by John Patrick. She frantically searches the room for her friends and family. She focuses on a paramedic kneeling by a body. His head droops and he shakes it from side to side. A rush of dread falls over MJ as she rushes over to check who it is. She is relieved to see that it isn't her brother Ecstacy, as she first thought. A closer look reveals it is Trevor Knight, a young man ready to make his MWA return tonight. She didn't like Trevor, and fights back happiness at the relief that her brother isn't dead. John Patrick puts an hand on her shoulder and leads her towards the entrance of the Media Room as the room is filling with rescue workers and they need to get out. Something causes JP to linger in the room as he catches sight of hiw one-time best friend, Sean McBride, on a stretcher with bandages covering his chest. MJ leaves the room and stumbles into the corridor. Leaned against a wall, receiving Oxygen, is Sierra Devereaux. MJ rushes over and embraces her friend.] Mary Jane- Sierra, are you alright? Sierra- Fine, (cough), I'm fine. Stephen got me out of there. Have you seen him? I know he went back inside. Mary Jane- I........haven't. I was looking for Jack and my brother, Ecstacy. Sierra- Well Griggs is over there............(Sierra points to Griggs, who has a look of shock on his face.) But MJ.........about Ecstacy............... I saw him put in an ambulance. It.... didn't look good. Mary Jane- Jack! We have to go to the hospital! Ecstacy needs me. Griggs- Uh........ but I need to ............. Amy........ I ...........shouldn't I check on Amy. And Sweets, Nu G........ (Teffin Goss, also known as Nu G, stumbles forward holding his ribs. Griggs catches him and the scene fades as we go to another part of the building as we focus on the anxious face of Sierra, searching through the smoke for her partner, Stephen Clay.) [We see an EMT kneeling over a few bodies. Next to the EMT is Porkchop Poe who is bleeding heavily from a leg wound. We see the EMT is former MCW wrestler TreVon Miles and he is taking charge of the scene. The body on the ground is CS Bunger and next to him is Earls Bickelsbottoms. Earls is chattering incessantly against the paramedic's orders.] Earls- Is CS alright? He shielded me from the blast. Ya gotta tell me he's alright Tre! TreVon- Earls you need to shut up and let me do my job. Luke(EMT), start an I.V. of two liters of Lactated Ringers over the next twenty minutes and cross for six units of whole blood. Radio Meriter and tell them he has a 100% Pneumothorax on his right side and he'll need a ventilator and prepping for surgery. Go! (Luke and another EMT lift the 320 pounds of Bunger and make way to the corridor as TreVon begins bandaging up Earls.) Earls- He's gotta be alright Tre. Porkchop, go with him............ Poe- You calm yerself youngblood, let the guys here do their job. CS is strong as an ox. Ya gotta have faith. Ain't that right Wally? (Wally Goodman, walks in a daze over to the scene and falls to his knees, clutching his left arm.) Poe- Wally!!! TreVon- He's going into arrest! I need a cart over here! Stat! [We go to another part of the room and see Barrett Brand, bleeding from his forehead surveying the damage. He looks down at the epicenter of the blast and the remains of the man responsible for this tragedy. Only feet away lays the body of one of his security guards, AndyTaker, with his best friend Cash Money Seth wailing away at his side. To another side Darrian Gregory's lifeless body is unceremoniously covered with a drop cloth. Brian Richman and Stephen Clay approach and Brand looks at them on the verge of tears.] BABrian- It...... it's not good Barrett. Claffey is enroute to the hospital and he was non-responsive. Logan Wolffe may lose a leg if they can't fix the artery. That Ivy girl went with him. But the bad news is....................... Clay could you? (BA can't control the tears.) Clay- I just got off the phone with Kitty. Sweets and Starlett went with her and Amy in the ambulance. It's........... (Clay's voice cracks) Amy didn't make it.................. I'm sorry............ Brand- Oh God no! [The scene fades as the darkest day in the history of the MWA has just begun.] |
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