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Big Baby Defeated Cashis Banks Brady Segal Defeated Omara
Once a month.. A match comes.. That's so special.. so unique... Unseen... Highlights of "Ton of Fun" appear on the screen as "Ready to Fall" by Rise Against begins to play. Hold
on slow down again from the top now and tell me
everything That we have to make it... It's own event! Wings
won't take me WELCOME TO THIS ONE TIME EVENT... TON OF FUN! Now
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall CHAMPIONSHIPS ARE ON THE LINE! THIS IS WHAT OUR SPORT IS ABOUT! Falcoon's screaming voice rings in your ears. Now I'm standing on the rooftop Now I'm standing on the rooftop (ready
to fall) OWF PRESENTS....... POWER HOUR!
The logo comes with a thud before we return to the arena.
The crowd is getting restless waiting for the start of the show. The clock hits 7 PM and your taken live backstage of the Convention Center in Frankfort, Kentucky. The crowd can be heard in the parking garage as the OWFtron lights up for them. A limo is parked and the door opens. Draco steps out of the limo giving the limo driver a pat on the back. He looks seeing the camera and smirks. The crowd pops on his arrival! Draco - You might want to stay on me tonight. I got big plans. Draco can hear the crowd from inside the arena. Draco starts heading towards the arena and stops when Duality is stepping out his own car. The crowd grows louder and theirs a roar that echos the walls of the building. The two stare one another down. Neither saying a word. Falcoon - Looks like these two are ready to have a parking lot brawl. Burst - Violence? I am suddenly interested. Falcoon - Figures. Duality takes a step towards Draco. Draco doesn’t move. The smirk is wiped from his face as the two men are now standing only a few feet apart. Draco gives Duality a nod of respect. Duality still looks ready to lunge at Draco. He raises his arm, but Draco doesn’t flinch. Duality drops it and returns Draco’s nod. Draco heads into the arena and Duality grabs his gear from his car and heads in the same way. Falcoon - That brief exchange is just a small showing of the tension that's rising amungst the ranks of the OWF! AHOOOOO!
This is a new generation.. A new breed of talent... Whispers fill your ears as the intro to music begins to play. They fade as the singing begins. If you feel... So empty.. So used up.. So
Let Down.. If you feel so angry.. So ripped off.. So
stepped on.. Your not the.. Only one. Clips of the new breed of OWF as well as old footage passes over your screen as "Riot" by 3 Days Grace plays in the background. The opening segment of Addiction grabs your attention and the theme itself becomes addicting.
The fireworks that blast from the ramp are nearly defening as the camera's come live into the Convention Center to kick off another addition of OWF Monday Night Addiction. The crowd is still roaring from the arrival of Duality and Draco but get even louder as "Brain Stew" By Greenday hits over the PA System. It sets the arena in a frenzy! Falcoon - Ahooo! Its Monday Night! PA System - I'm havin trouble tryin to sleep.... Countin sheep but runnin out... As time ticks by.. Still I try... Falcoon - Welcome to Addiction ladies and gentlemen! Gordie Falcoon and Nick Burst at ringside as we... The song continues to play on as the commentator is drown out by the cheers. PA System - On my own... Here I go!! OWF President Diamond Kid steps out on the stage, but his music is instantly cut off. The fans start to quiet themselves.. PA System - C..C..C..COLD GRASS!!! Falcoon - Well DK's music has been cut and obviously at the hands of Cold Grass because here they come! Burst - Hey! You can't cut DK off like that! PA System - Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer! Falcoon - Nobody wants to hear the jibberish that DK is gonna spout off! But here comes one half of the OWF Tag Team Champions! Back to School by deftones hits as the fans instantly stop cheering and the arena turns to thunderous boos! The Cold Grass logo appears on the OWF tron as Jesse Williams steps out onto the stage, Prez DK tries to use his mic again but it's still turned off. Jesse has his OWF Tag Team title over his shoulder and the ASW World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. He points to the ASW title and smiles looking in DK's direction. Kaige steps out through the curtain to accompany Jesse to the ring. Falcoon - Look at that Nick Burst... The ASW World Heavyweight title finally has dignity! Burst - Yeah it looked like that 2 weeks ago when I threw it into the toilet and smeared my ass droppings on it! Falcoon - I'm tellin! Burst - I'm not scared of your mexican posse! FUCK YOU Jesse Williams! Falcoon - You can't talk to the champ like that! Burst - I just did! So sit your ass down and deal with it kid! Prez DK walks down to ringside and grabs a mic off the time keepers table. Falcoon - Hey Bo! He stole your mic! Uncle Bo - Yoooo! Wada Wahya always gotta take my stuff! Falcoon - Bo!! BO! Your FAT BO! Uncle Bo - Yooo! Vulcan ass hole! DK slides into the ring while Jesse's back is turned, Jesse slowly backs up until they bump back to chest. Jesse quickly turns and the two men come eye to eye. Slowly DK brings the mic to his lips.. Never losing eye contact with Williams. Prez DK - I've let you get away with ALOT of shit lately. Your showing up late to shows, your carrying pot into my arena, you turned your back on this crowd.. The people that made you what you are today..... Jesse chews on a piece of gum and nods with a sarcastic grin. Prez DK - Fuck I can even handle having my ass kicked by your entire cliq. And shutting my mic off... Well that's a little annoying.. But I can handle that..... Theirs a long pause while they continue to stare at each other. DK clintches his fist as his anger grows and he begins to shout. Prez DK - BUT FOR YOU.... TO COME INTO MY ARENA!! With THAT TITLE... AROUND YOURRRR WAIST... IS THE FINAL FUCKING STRAW! The fans leap to their feet as Jesse backs away from the angered executive. Prez DK - HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU BRING THAT TITLE INTO MY RING! HOW DARE YOU!! BRING THAT TITLE OUT IN FRONT OF THIS CROWD! The arena grows louder as Jesse backs up another step with a look of shock across his face. Prez DK - FUCK YOU JESSE WILLIAMS! That title belongs in the garbage right next to X and the SCW logo! Burst - YOUR GOD DAMN RIGHT! Suddenly a man leaps over the guard rail and slides into the ring. Burst - Hey it's Spaz! I think he's here to back up DK! With no warning Spaz leaps to his feet and grabs Prez DK... The End!! Burst - Heyyy.. What the fuck!? What are you doin kid!? Falcoon - Spaz is doing what's right! And that's shutting DK up! Burst - The OWF Champ just signed himself a death warrant to be served by the prez! Spaz slides out of the ring and points to the two Cold Grass members. Spaz - That wasn't for you.. THAT.. Was for me! Falcoon - As much as I hate that guy.. I gotta give him kudos for that one! Burst - Paint a target on his back because he's a dead man! He screams at the top of his lungs while trailing up the ramp to a series of boos from the crowd. Jesse and Kaige look at each other and shrug. They roll DK out of the ring and Jesse takes his mic. Williams - Bullshit is 1 word to describe what was just said. FUCK YOU DIAMOND KID! I'm not wasting any more breath on you! What took place last week was also BULLSHIT! What happened? Cold Grass got screwed THATS WHAT HAPPENED... Fans start to get restless and start chanting "Wash-Your-Back! Wash-Your-Back! Wash-Your-Back!" at Jesse as he paces around the ring. Williams - Fuck you all seriously. I don't have to be out here sacrificing my body week in week out. I could be home just smoking a bowl living on my millions! Falcoon - He's got a great point! Burst - Jesse isn't a millionaire. He just lives rich off what he has because he lives in Mexico! The boo's get louder as does the chanting. Kaige snatches the mic away from Jesse and screams at the fans. Kaige - Shut the fuck up and listen to him now! Falcoon - My thoughts exactly! These fans are so disrespectful! Kaige gives the mic back to Jesse. Williams - Ok now back to last week. My partner in crime Green got screwed out of his half of the tag titles. Now I am stuck here. Plague is the other half of the tag champs and what the fuck is that? What the hell is DK doing? Seriously. Shit I can just beat plague for the other half of the titles and give it back to Chris where it belongs. I am the damn OWF FRANCHISE. I could give 2 shits about the compound! EJ who? I was fucking stoned out my mind when I faced him last week. Exile you pussies get the fuck out here.. Williams waits... finally after about 30 seconds which seem like an eternity.. Williams - That's what I thought.. Fuckin Cowar..... The arena goes pitch black. For a few moments, nothing but the muttering of the crowd is heard, then suddenly a faint golden beam of light shines on the entrance ramp. The ominous sounds of the demonic choir in Damien resonate throughout the arena as the jumbotron flashes images of Angel and Plague in the ring, their decimated opponents,and brief glimpses of the word "Exile." Out of nowhere, comes the high pitched squealing of guitar feedback, and the ramp explodes and alights with flames going down both sides. Angel and Plague step out from behind the curtain... Williams - Look who decided to join the party here. Plague - God damn do we have to listen to any more whining bitching and complaining by you. Face it your not what you once were. Look at Green for crying out loud. He is not even here tonight! If you want another match we can do it. Angel - Let me cut in here for a second and state something for the record. Last week was a fluke, shit the last month has been. Cold Grass is nothing more than a bunch of HAS-BEENS with Kaige being brainwashed by you and Green. Next thing we know Kaige is gonna be like X beaten to a pulp! Williams cuts in taking a step forward. Williams - X? We do not accept anything short of excellence in Cold Grass. Hell Cold Grass could be me by myself I could care less. Talking about excellence looks like your boy Spaz is champ now!Now when you have the horses ass of Hells Fire as champ you know things arent right. Don't worry about it though because in due time Williams will be back on top as the UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Look at the ASW title right here and I will be the first in the HISTORY to UNIFY both titles! You can call me a hasbeen, but have you guys even come close to beating me? Plague - How about we come to the ring and kick your asses now? How does that sound? Williams - I aint goin anywhere lets do this! Plague and Angel burst down the aisle and into the ring colliding with Kaige and Williams all hell is breaking loose when.. Burst - Williams just bit off more than he can chew! Falcoon - Cold Grass has this under control! Thrown Away by Vast hits as Chris Green emerges at the top of the ramp yelling. Green - STOP STOP!!!! STOP IT AT ONCE! All four men look at Green with a surprised look as Green walks to the ring where all the carnage has started.. Green - Please for one second. Listen to me. Now DK last week awarded Plague a tag title and awarded Williams a tag title thus creating quite a problem. Seems like we fight every fucking week and what does it solve? Green walks over to Plague and Angel. Angel bows up and is about to strike when Green gives a plead. Green - LISTEN! Wait one second! And Just listen! Angel pulls back as Green continues. Green - Listen man. I know your talented. I know Angel is talented. Fuck? Every week we have faced each other we have been in for the fight of our lives. Williams - What the hell are you doing Chris? Williams shouts at Green. Green gives a collective sigh and motions for Jesse to calm down. Burst - Ohh come on. Let we don't see this one a mile away. Green gets the trust of Hell's Fire then turns his back! Plague and Angel are alot smarter than this. Falcoon - I think this is a true heartful offer. Burst - Bull Shit! Green - Hear me out please Jesse this is it right here. Something need to take place. Angel... Plague. I know Wolf likes to take credit for making you guys what you are today, but you know what? You have done it all on your own. I have realized something these past few days. DK is as usual trying to fuck with us. Anyone who has a different vision than him. So I propose throwing a monkey wrench if you will in his plans. Plague... Angel. Lets put all of this bullshit aside and unite! Angel and Plague look at each other for a moment then turn back and look at Green like he is an idiot as Plague grabs a mic. Plague - How about... ... The crowd waits in anticipation as Plague looks to the rafters while he thinks. Plague - FUCK... NO! Green - Mind games Rob. This here is real. Yo Jesse you see where I am coming from here? Divided we keep fighting each other and getting no where, TOGETHER WE TAKE OVER THE OWF!!!! Green, Williams, Kaige, Angel and Plague! The most dominant force in the history of this sport! Green extends his hand... Kaige steps in and shakes his head before grabbing Jesse's mic. Burst - Green's such a pussy! Falcoon - No he's a genius! If these five men joined up they'd be unstopable! Burst - So is my foot... And it's headin for your ass! Kaige - This idea is fucking terrible Chris! Lets just kick their asses! Plague and Angel look at each other and talk abou tit for a few seconds and then turn around back at Green... Green - Do you wanna keep going in circles or do you wanna make a fucking impact that will be heard for YEARS! Green extends his hand again... Plague refuses to even consider the offer.. Angel rolls his eyes as he takes the mic. Angel - That's the dumbest fucking thing I have ever heard! Plague - I'd rather job house show's than team up with you pieces of shit! Angel and Plague turn their backs and head through the ropes. Instantly Kaige grabs Plague by the arm.. Plague turns around slowly with his fist clintched. Green - Woah.. Woah woah woah! Green steps between them with his hands in the air. Green - Kaige let em leave. They'll come around! "Back to School" by The Deftones hits. Falcoon - Angel and Plague just made a huge mistake Nick! Burst - They just saved their careers from heading down the shitter is what they did! A guitar solo rocks the PA system. Spotlights flood the stage and rustling moves the curtain. The drums kick in and whispers crackle the pa system. PA System - I'ma supaman. I wanna be your superman... I'ma supaman.. I wanna be your superman! I'mmmmm travelin on now... I'm makin plans now... COCAINE! ALOCHOL! LADY LAY! WITHDRAW! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and is a Quest for the Best Qualifying match! Introducing first.. From Springfield, Kentucky... James Dunn! "Superhuman" by Velvet Revolver attacks the pa system and the fans leap to their feet as the famous ballad plays on. James Dunn steps out from behind the curtain at the end of the first chorus and throws his arms into the air. He struts down to ringside slapping a few hands on the way. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. Representing Hell's Fire... From Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Plague! The arena goes entirely dark and then the drum rolls of Down with the Sickness is heard throughout the arena. The words The Plague Has Struck appears on the titantron, each word at a time. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The pyros blast off as the first scream in the song is heard illuminating the whole arena and revealing a man at the enterance ramp with a guitar slung over his black trenchcoat. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The man slowly looks up and begins his walk down to the ring. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Looking at my own reflection When he's about halfway, he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Plague raises up to his knees and then raises up and walks over to his corner. Get up, come on get down with the sickness He stops there for a moment before bracing one hand on the turnbuckle and then seamlessy jumping and landing cross legged on the turnbuckle. Falcoon - It's one fall and the winner will advance to a spot in the Quest for the Best Tournament on April 29th! Burst - The prize for the winner of the Quest was sapouse to be revealed earlier tonight, but the OWF champion had a death wish and decided to attack DK insted! Falcoon - Hopefully someone will give us an answer about it later tonight. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Plague immediately wastes no time, heading right for Dunn. Plague is able to clothesline Dunn down to the mat with one arm as James graps the back of his head in severe pain Falcoon - Plague means business. Burst - It's a prestigious award. Plague walks over and grabs Dunn by the hair, pulling him to his feet, but Dunn pulls a cheap shot and mule kicks Plague in the balls, doubling him over. Dunn grabs his head and tries to nail the Superhuman Diamond Cutter, instead Plague pushes him off and he bounces off the ropes. When he comes back, Plague grabs him, lifting him up and slamming him down hard with a modified chokeslam. Dunn is almost out cold. Plague walks over to him, and puts his foot on his chest. The referee drops into place.. Falcoon - All over folks. 1...2...Plague steps off! Falcoon - WHAT! Plague smirks, lifting Dunn up by his hair again. He irish whips him as hard as he can into the corner and he hits so hard he comes stumbling out. Once he does, out of nowhere Plague nails The Vaccine Superkick right to Dunn's jaw. You can hear the smack of leather on his jaw as he falls to the mat. Plague, once again walks over to Dunn and puts his foot on his chest. The referee slides into place.. Burst - That's it. 1...2...He lifts his foot again! The referee gets into Plagues face, he warns him about his behavior. Plague looks at the still fallen Dunn and Plague walks to the nearest corner. He climbs to the top turnbuckle, standing up straight befor jumping off and connecting with The Epidemic Drop which is Top Rope Diving Elbow Drop. The referee drops into place, but Plague stands up and he looks down at Dunn Falcoon - Just end it Plague! The poor guy is bleeding from the mouth! Burst - Damn, I think he lost some teeth too. Plague grabs Dunns legs and seperates them, he steps through and locks in the Deathlock Sharpshooter. Dunn is out cold, as blood pours from his mouth. The referee raises Dunn's arm once and drops it and it smacks the mat, dead weight. The referee stands and then calls for the bell to be rung. Falcoon - Thank god. Missy Janson - Here is your winner and Qualifying for Quest for the Best, Plague! Burst - Big win for him. Falcoon - Yeah, I bet. He nearly could have killed that guy. Burst - Maybe the guy is good at something that isn't being a wrestler. Falcoon - Whatever. The camera's cut back to the executive office. Jackie Kissens is holding an ice pack on Prez DK's back as Prez CJ walks into the room laughing while talking to Meca Blight who follows him in. Prez DK - Thanks Jackie.. You can head back to whatever it is you do... Prez CJ - What the hell happened to you? Prez DK - If you wheren't late you'd know. Prez CJ - Seeesh chill. What happened? Prez DK - Spaz decided to commit career suicide. Prez CJ - Haha! Ohh eeee.. HA! Prez CJ bits his knuckles trying to stop laughing. He chuckles while trying to look at DK seriously. Prez CJ - Spaz kicked your ass? AHHHAAA.. He bursts out in laughter as does Meca Blight. DK shakes his head. Prez DK - Are you done? Prez CJ - One more.. AHHHHHHAAAAAAHAAHA! Alright done. Prez DK - I came out to make some important announcements, then Jesse cut me off and Spaz attacked me from behind. And to beat all.. Jesse wore the ASW title into our arena tonight! Prez CJ - Don't worry about it, I'll take care of all this chaos and make the announcements tonight. Prez DK - Good.. OH and one more thing.. Prez CJ - Whats that? Prez DK - Spaz's restricted contract ran out the other day. He's been in negoiations with ASW. Make sure he doesn't show up on their show with our title will ya? Prez CJ - I got this! Prez CJ exits the room.. DK turns to see Meca stareing at him oddly. Prez DK - WHAT? Meca laughs and points at him. Meca Blight - Ass kicked by Spaz!! HAHAHA! The camera's head back to ringside. Burst - I don't see anything funny about what happened. The OWF champion Spaz went too far. And now he's signing with ASW? Falcoon - And you wonder why I side with Cold Grass! Burst - Are you fucking stupid? Jesse Williams is the ASW CHAMPION! Falcoon - Yeah but he won the title THEN came here. Burst - He's trash and anyone that wants to be affiliated with that company is trash. As far as I'm concerned, Chris Green can go back to that shit hole! Falcoon - Your such a bitter person. Lighten up! Burst - Eat me. Falcoon - Only with BBQ! The scene cuts to the back stage near the locker rooms. Spaz has the OWF Title slung over his shoulder. He is about to enter the Hell's Fire Locker room when a hand grabs his shoulder. He shrugs it off and turns around ready to throw a fist. He sees Draco standing there. Spaz - What the fuck do you want, fucking cunt bag?! Draco - Hold your horses, skippy. Just came to congratulate you. Good win. Draco extends his hand to Spaz. Spaz looks around expecting a booby trap like in the Temple of Doom. Spaz doesn't see anything. Spaz - I guess you put on a fucking good match for a goddamn pussy. Draco rolls his eyes and looks over his shoulder at the camera. He winks and Spaz goes to turn around and go back into the locker room, but Draco has his grip locked in. Spaz gets pulled to Draco and leveled with a hard clothesline. Spaz's head bounces off the concrete and the Title bounces away. Draco starts laying the boots to Spaz. He looks dazed from the hard shot to the concrete. Draco - Do I dare? Draco looks over his shoulder addressing the cameraman. The fans pop and he nods. You hear a zip and see Draco's pants slacken. A trickle starts to fall and splashes on Spaz's face. In his dazed state he tries to knock it away, but Draco has good aim. Another zip and Draco heaves a sigh of relief after pissing all over Spaz's face. The fans' laughter could be heard echoing all the way out in the hallway. Draco - Knock, knock, bitches. Draco picks up Spaz and grabs him by the collar slamming his head against the door to Hell's Fire Nation's locker room not once, not twice, but three times. Spaz's blood is on the door and some mumbling is heard inside. When it opens Draco hurls Spaz into Angel and the two tumble back into Plauge. All three are in a heap pushing each other to try and get up to their feet. Draco - I will be coming for you two later tonight. Draco chuckles to himself as he kicks the OWF Title into the locker room. It lands in the heap of Hell's Fire members. The scene fades with Angel and Plague telling Plague he smells like piss. Burst - Ohhh man.. That's... That's BADDDDD! HAHAHAH! Falcoon - Draco just pissed on the OWF CHAMPION! Burst - hahaha.. wow... wow. Falcoon - That was disgusting but refreshing! Let's go to the ring. PA System - M...V...P... Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and is a Quest for the Best Qualifying match! Introducing first.. From Hollywood, California... "The ORIGINAL MVP"... Mike.. Van.. Pelt! A loud explosion rocks the arena as Mike Van Pelt jumps down from above the entranceway onto the stage. He points out into the crowd and smiles as the fans leap to their feet! Slowly he begins to walk towards the ring slapping hands with the fans on the way by, he makes it to ringside then turns and decides to make a trip around the ring slapping hands the entire time, he makes his circle then slides into the ring where he slaps hand with the referee. PA System - I push my fingers into my... eeeeyyyyyeeessssss.... The entire arena leaps to their feet! Missy Janson - AND HIS OPPONENT... From Detroit Michigan... DUALITY!! PA System - It's the only thing, that slowly stops the aaaache... But it's made of all.. The things I have to tttaaakkkeee..... Suddenly the curtain is pushes to the side and out steps Duality! They get louder and the arena shakes! He looks out over the crowd then withdraws the baseball bat from his coat. He takes a step off the stage onto the ramp then waves his bat around, he break out in a dead sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Falcoon - This match was originally planned to be tonight's main event, but I was just informed VIA headset that the plan has changed. Burst - Wow.. It took you hearing it through your headset to figure that out? After the ring announcer announced it, and the wrestlers came to the ring and everything.. I think that's when I got the clue! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) MVP darts out of his corner and goes right for a spinning wheel kick, Duality catches his legs in mid air and holds him for a second... Falcoon - THATS RAW POWER! Duality takes a couple steps towards the turnbuckle and tosses MVP over the top rope! MVP hits the ground outside the ring hard and takes a few seconds to shake it off. Falcoon - MVP is rocked outside the ring. He needs to rethink his approach! The referee begins the 10 count.. 1...2....3...4...5... Duality gets tired of waiting and launches himself over the top rope in a suicide dive tackling MVP into the guard rail! The referee restarts his count and Duality grabs MVP's head and lifts him up.. 1... 2... He throws MVP face first into the ring post, busting his nose open on the metal. 3... 4... 5... Duality grabs MVP by the throat and back up to his feet, Duality clintches MVP by the throat then hooks his head and DDT's him into the floor! 6... 7... he lifts MVP up again and rolls him back into the ring. MVP is out cold. Duality picks him up one final time, he places MVP in a firemans carry... DICHOTOMY! Duality pins. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... qualifying for the Quest for the Best Tournament.. Duality! The crowd is excited as "Duality" by Slipknot plays over the pa system. The camera's follow Duality to the back, he heads down ahallway which leads to a consession stand in the back. He walks past it then stops, the camera's back up to show Prissy standing next to the rest rooms. Everything is silent for a moment, but it feels like an eternity to Duality. Prissy spots him and tries to say something, he stands with his head down sensing her presences without ever seeing her. A tear comes to Prissy's eye as she darts into the womens rest room. Duality turns to look finally but she's vanished. He shakes his head feeling that his senses decieved him as the camera's cut back to ringside. Falcoon - Prissy and Duality have alot of history together.. It's almost like he can feel whenever she is close. Burst - She's a cheating bitch. Heres a message to all you guys out there... Don't trust women!! Falcoon - Well put. Burst - Damn strait. Women are good for two things... Suckin and fu... Falcoon - WOAH... On that note I'm cuttin in! Burst - Fuckin. Don't interupt me kid.
"The New Black" by Every Time I Die hits over the PA System. Prez CJ pushes the curtain apart and the fans scream for him. He smiles and waves an almost retarded wave while laughing. He pulls a mic out of his back pocket and begins to speak. Prez CJ - You guys might-a noticed that tonight's main event changed. Well its because I figured.. What the hell is an addiction without a title match? So at first I figured I'd make Angel defend.. But then what kinda Prez would I be NOT having a world title match? So tonight.. The Misfit Spaz... Will Defend his OWF title.. Against... Kaige!! He gets a dull reaction from the crowd but follows up with more news. Prez CJ - Now hang on.. Hang on a second! I have more.. The OWF-tron flashes and we cut away from CJ and head backstage. Plague is on top of an already bloody Duality punching him in the head over and over. A shovel lies next to both men with bits of flesh from Duality's forehead on it. Falcoon - OH MY GOD! Plague is tearing into Duality!! Plague finally lets up, he looks at the camera with Duality's blood on his cheek and grins. Plague - Your not the only one that likes blood.. He says in a sick tone before grabbing the shovel and digging the sharp end into Duality's forehead again. Blood gushes and security rushes onto the scene. The shot goes back into the arena but Plague is still shown on the OWF-Tron. Prez CJ - Alright Plague.. You like blood huh? Well how's this... At Quest for the Best.. You and Duality will meet in the first round of the tournament! ... In a three stages of hell match! The first will be a first blood match, the second.. Falls WILL count ANYWHERE! And if you both survive.. Since you like using shovels so much.. One of you can dig the others grave in a burried alive match! The crowd cheers as suddenly Duality springs to life and see Plague who's being restricted by security. Plague's eyes grow big and he darts off down the hallway. The OWF-tron turns back into live action as CJ continues. Prez CJ - This place is fucking going nuts! Just let me finish my announcements will ya? AHH HAHA! See.. What else was their... ummm.. OH!... Oh yeah!.... Draco. The fans erupt as the new OWF franchise player's name is dropped. Prez CJ - Seeing how last Thursday's match was so... contriversial... By the power invested in me.. I now pronounce Draco.... PA System - BREAKDOWN!! The fans leap to their feet as "Breakdown" by Breaking Benjamins hits over the PA System and Draco steps out on the stage. Falcoon - Speaking of the FORMER champion! Prez CJ - Draco! Good ta see ya! They shake hands and Draco brings the mic to his lips. Draco - Your not gonna make me kiss the bride are you? Prez CJ - Haha! No I was naming you number 1 contender. Draco - Not really gonna need that. I've got one better. I kinda feel like I got the raw deal at The Compound this week, and I REALLY wanted to be a part of Power Hour. Prez CJ - Say no more. Draco - Well.. I kinda have to. Prez CJ - Oh. Draco - So I'm cashing in my shot at the OWF title that I recieved by signing that contract to compete in Power Hour! Falcoon - WHAT?!! He can't do that! Burst - All it says is that he'll recieve a shot at the OWF Title! Smart move! The crowd is roaring as Prez CJ has been put on the spot. Prez CJ - You got it! The fans love it as they hold up several signs throughout the arena supporting Draco. Prez CJ - After all.. What's a match without someone losing everything? Falcoon - I dunno how fair this is. But now.. This Thursday.. One person will walk out a loser in the Championship Bash!
NOTHING WILL BE LEFT OUT! EVERYTHING IS ON THE LINE!! All of the OWF titles flash before your eyes ending on the OWF Championship. "Ready to Fall" by Rise Against begins to play. Hold
on slow down again from the top now and tell me
everything ALL CHAMPIONS WILL COLLIDE IN ONE BASH! WHO WILL WALK OUT OWF CHAMPION? Wings
won't take me THIS IS THE BIGGEST MATCH IN OWF HISTORY! ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN! Now
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall CHAMPIONSHIPS ARE ON THE LINE! THIS IS WHAT OUR SPORT IS ABOUT! Falcoon's screaming voice rings in your ears. Now I'm standing on the rooftop Now I'm standing on the rooftop (ready
to fall) OWF PRESENTS....... POWER HOUR! - - THE CHAMPIONSHIP BASH!
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Falcoon - There you see it.. Anything can happen this Thursday! It's a TLC match with every title on the line! Burst - This match scares me because anyone could walk out with that title.. Like Jesse Williams! And we all know how good mexican's are at climbing! Falcoon - hehe.. Alright now that one was kinda funny. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a qualifying match for the Quest for the Best Tournament... PA System - THE BITCH IS BACK!! Missy Janson - Introducing first... From Houston Texas... PRISSY! The lights dim as "GOING UNDER" by Evanescence blares throughout the arena. Prissy walks out from behind the entrance. She pauses slightly giving just enough time to breath in the crowds reactions as she walks to the ring. Falcoon - Prissy of course representing the scum that is.. Hell's Fire. Burst - Watch your mouth rookie before I slap the taste outta it. Falcoon - Sounds kinky errrherrr.. AHOOO!!! Burst - Wait.. What? Falcoon - Nevermind. Missy Janson - And her opponent.. From Dallas Texas... E...J... SLAYER! "Come On Motherfucker" begins to play as Slayer makes his way to the ring, flipping off random fans and spewing profanities to the crowd as he does so. Falcoon - EJ had an empressive debute this past Thursday as he got extremily lucky and knocked off Jesse Williams. Burst - Luck smuck... EJ owned that match! Falcoon - He got a lucky shake that doesn't happen often. It was a sad day in the life of Jesse Williams. Burst - Almost as sad as when they deported all his cousins last year. Fuckin Mexicans... (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Prissy jumps and nails EJ with a flying dropkick to the face, sending him down to the mat. The fans jump to thier feet for a second, but Slayer sweeps out her legs and immediately it becomes obvious the strength difference will be an issue. Prissy tries using her speed, but EJ grabs her by the hair and yanks her down to the mat where she rolls around and nearly gets a boot to the face as she slides to the outside. Slayer wastes no time though, not allowing her to relax as he follws her around the outside of the ring. She slides back into the ring and waits for EJ to come back in and Prissy takes the opportunity as he slides in face first to kick him with the point of her boots right in the eye. She kicks him so hard Slayer even yelled out in pain as it gives him an instant headache. Prissy takes advantage of this and sits on top of him, trying to choke him out with a sleeper hold. EJ is recooping from kick to the head, but he has no problem standing to his feet with Prissy on his back and grabbing her by her hair only to whip her so hard down to the mat that she atcually bounces off. Falcoon - Oh my... Burst - SHIT! Falcoon - Folks, stay with us here. Prissy may be hurt pretty badly here. Prissy, somehow, is moving Falcoon - That may just be adrenaline kicking in. I think this is more serious than she understands! Slayer picks up Prissy and whips her into the ropes. Prissy leaps off and goes for a flying knuckle shot to Slayer's forehead, Slayer ducks and Prissy catches nothing but air followed by canvas! EJ lifts her up and hooks her in a russian leg sweep position... Falcoon - EJ is about to end it with "The Violent End!" Prissy elbows him in the temple before he can set the move, she breaks free then shoots herself into the ropes again.. She darts back with a spinning wheel kick that plants EJ Slayer to the mat! Prissy wastes no time and heads strait for the top turnbuckle.. Falcoon - I think she's gonna try to end it with a "Mirror Walk"! Just as she reaches the top rope the arena grows dark.. The only lights left are two pointing into the rafters. Burst - It's trademark Duality! He's playin mind games with Prissy! I LOVE IT! The entire arena looks up but nothing but steel rafters are seen. The lights come back on and EJ Slayer has Prissy hooked on the top rope... The Violent End from the top turnbuckle! EJ rolls over and hooks her leg.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and newest entry into the Quest for the Best... E..J.. SLAYER! Falcoon - Since her split with Duality, Prissy has really struggled in this buisness. Burst - She shouldn't have cheated on him. Whore! The camera's cut back to the parking lot Prez DK is on his cell phone looking out to the streets. Prez DK - How close are you? He pauses for the response. Prez DK - Oh.. I see you pullin up now. He closes his phone and looks back to the emergency exit he has proped open. He waves out to the approaching vechile but all you can see is headlights. Prez DK - CJ... He shouts while turning back to the door. CJ pokes his head out. Prez CJ - Yo. Prez DK - Get ready... Our problems with Cold Grass are almost over!! The camera's go back into the arena.
The screen is dark.. You hear a voice in the background. Eight will compete! "Spotlight" by Future Leaders of the World creeps across the speakers.. Tell
you mother to have her vision examined The screen suddenly flashes and an empty arena is floated over.. A single spotlight in the arena shines upon the ring where one man stands alone. The world is his tonight!! We're
gonna pull you in A vision of OWF hall of famer Jaypac standing in the ring appears. His hand is held high as he is still on his knees gripping the OWF title. JAYPAC! JAYPAC HAS DONE IT! IT WAS A HEART FILLED VICTORY AND HIS FIRST OWF TITLE! Billboards
advertise magazines A shot of OWF legend The Kremlin appears then slowly fades away with the voice that follows. KREMLIN HAS CAPTURED THE TITLE AND WILL FOREVER BE NAMED THIS YEARS... "BEST"! We're gonna pull you in KOZMO! KOZMO! KOZMO! HE HAS OVERCOME THE QUEST!! Get
up get up were in the spotlight Kozmo's face slowly fades away as the song echo's off and it cuts to the following logo...
Falcoon - Their you see it.. The Quest for the Best. A one night tournament in St Louis Missouri! Burst - We still don't know the prize! Falcoon - I think that's the furthest thing on DK's mind. He's more interested in putting a stop to the most dominate force in this buisness.. Cold Grass! Burst - Well he's obviously got something planned and I can't wait to see it! Missy Janson - The following contest is tonight's MAIN EVENT! And it's for the OWF World Championship! Introducing first.. The challenger.. Being accompanied by Alexis Cage.. Representing Cold Grass.. From Dallas Texas... Kaige! Meaning Of Life By Disturbed is heard over the PA System... I wanna get psycho Kaige walks out to boo's from the crowd as they start small mosh pits along the arena floor. Need to get psycho On the way to the ring Kaige hops the barriers and joins a small crowd in a mosh pit and starts to push fans around. He exits the mosh pit, jumps back over the barriers and enters the ring jumping up on the turnbuckle and recieves nothing but boo's. Falcoon - This could be Kaige's night! I have a good feeling about this! Burst - Your an idiot Falcoon. The Exiles will be out here to cause chaos before the title would change hands tonight. Falcoon - The ball is in Hell's Fire's court at the moment as they contain the OWF, Network, and one half of the Tag Team titles. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. He is the OWF World Champion... Representing Hell's Fire.. From Seattle Washington... The Misfit.. Spaz! The lights go out and the opening cords to Drain the Blood(The Distillers) blares over the PA. They lights come on dim and the silouette of a figure stands on the stage. The figure turns his head and reveals himself to be "The Misfit" Spaz. The lights come back on fully and the crowd begins to roar. Spaz is wearing his leather jacket with a Misfits sweater, and his hair in Liberty Spikes as he makes his way to the ring. Fire pyro begins to engulf the stage and Spaz walks through the fire till he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps and gets into the ring via the middle rope. He removes the jacket and reveals "Legacy of Brutality" on the right sleeve of the sweater and Hell's Fire on the other. On the back is the members of HF: Sam Caine, Airease, Birrdy, Casper, Spaz, Wolf, Anton, Cage and Angel. He discards of his sweater to reveal a scared upper torso. He then stands in the center of the ring awaiting action. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Spaz dances circles around Kaige.. After about 3 full rotations he manages to get behind the somewhat slower Kaige and dropkicks him in the back! Kaige falls to his knees and Spaz shoots himself off the ropes, he catches Kaige's head from behind and thrusts it forward to the mat! Spaz leaps to the middle rope and springboards off and lands a moonsault on Kaige's backside. He rolls Kaige over and pins.. 1...2.. Kaige kicks out. Spaz again shoots himself off the ropes but Kaige catches him and belly to belly suplexs him over the top rope to the floor! Alexis takes advantage by grabbing Kaige's kendo stick... She stalks Spaz as he tries to stand up... Falcoon - Alexis is about to give Kaige a huge assist! Burst - I got something she can assist me with! Prissy darts down the ramp and grabs Alexis by the hair and tosses her into the ring! Prissy slides in after her and mounts her with a series of punches! Falcoon - Someone get that bitch outta here! She's ruining the match! Burst - Both these sluts are ruining things! Chris Green and Jesse Williams dart down the ramp and slide into the ring.. Falcoon - Cold Grass is here to set things strait! Green rips Prissy off Alexis.. Jesse Williams lifts Alexis up.. Jesse Williams - Alexis! Are you alright? He screams.. She nods. Jesse Williams - GOOD! Jesse kicks Alexis in the stomach then DDTs her to the mat!! Falcoon - WHAT THE FUCKKKK! Screams Falcoon into the headset as Nick Burst laughs. Burst - Looks like they're tightening their roster! Kaige and Spaz are exchanging fists in the corner.. Jesse grabs Spaz by the hair and pulls him off Kaige. Burst - What's this crap? A 3 on 2? Kaige, Jesse, and Green against Prissy and Spaz? Green pats Kaige on the chest... Burst - FALL FROM GRACE ON KAIGE!! Falcoon - What the.. .I... COME ON! Burst - THEY'RE FALLING APART FALCOON! COLD GRASS IS DOWN TO TWO! Falcoon - I don't understand... Burst - They're easy targets now! Bring out Exile! Spaz and Prissy stand in the corner watching what has unfolded.. Seconds later Angel and Plague dart down the ramp. Burst - Now THIS.. This is what I like to see! Hell's Fire unite in the ring. They circle the two Cold Grass members Williams and Green. Falcoon - Come on! It's 4 on 2! My money's still on Cold Grass! Burst - I LOVE IT! Your about to see the end of Cold Grass! Angel nods to Plague.. Before anyone can react, Plague nails Prissy with The Vaccine!! Burst - ... Nick Burst is speachless at ringside. Angel - FUCK you! He screams to Spaz before taking him off guard with a kick to the groin! Falcoon - Angel's Holocaust on Spaz!! Burst - No.. no. NO! Jesse Williams is waiting on the top rope.. Plague climbs the other corner.. They point to each other and nod.. Jesse leaps off and nails Kaige with a Swanton Bomb! Plague leaps off and lands the Epidemic Drop on Spaz! Falcoon - They're together!? What the fuck..... Burst - I'm gonna puke! PA System - BREAKDOWN! Angel, Plague, Jesse Williams, and Plague stop their celebrating and look towards the entrance ramp. Draco steps out with a microphone and is applauding. The fans are eating it up cheering for "The Hellacious One". The music dies down, but the fans are still cheering on Draco. The newly formed stable is all begging for Draco to come down to the ring. Draco rolls his eyes. Draco - Yeah let me come on down there with a four on one. Sorry, but no go there. Draco starts to pace back and forth as the four men in the ring laugh and try to goat him into coming down into the ring. Draco - So is this Hell's Grass or Cold Fire? Hmmm, fellas? Taking two mediocre stables and combining them into one still makes a mediocre stable. Angel gets a microphone after hollering for one. Draco puts his microphone at his side and waits. He ever encourages him to speak his mind. Angel - This coming from Draco - EH! Calling me out for losing my OWF Title to Spaz? Real original! Get your ass back into the shadows before you damage your brain trying to recall some insult from a Shyne promo! Angel - At least I held the... Draco - SNORE! Held it more than a week. Yeah, got you. Anything new? Or will the next insult out of your mouth be calling me a vampire! OH, WAIT! Is it me being gay? Oh, no! Please, not the tired out insults that play over and over in the Exile's promos! Angel flips Draco off and throws the microphone into Plague's chest. Before Plague even has a chance to speak. Draco speaks in a monotone voice to imitate Plague. Draco - You never beat me. I never lost the title. I deserve a rematch. I am the true champion. Plague - Who the hell do you think you are?! Draco - The guy who made your ass tap. Or did you forget? Plague - Bullshit! That wasn't even in a match!? Draco - Pledge, you got lucky against Angel. He could beat your ass three ways to Sunday. For some reason you got a lucky win over him for the title. Plague doesn't see Angel behind him nodding with a smirk on his face. The fans are even agree with Draco's statement. Plague is shaking his head pointing to all the fans. He spins to see Angel smirking and Angel shrugs his shoulders and points back to Draco. Draco - You know what? Cut the microphone. Plague - You can't order that! Plague is screaming and can barely be heard. The four men in the ring and getting a bit frustrated with Draco's antics. The fans are cheering Draco on as he looks down at the ring. One by one glaring at the four wrestlers. Draco - Plauge, you are the easiest one to destroy. Just sit back and wait. You are first. And what about Jesse "The OWF Franchise" Williams and Chris "By God" Green? The fans start booing. Williams and Green bask in the boos like they were throwing money...or bags of weed at them. You never know with these guys. Draco - Jesse Williams is a man who seems to only care about the big matches. If it isn't a title on the line, then fuck it, right? You don't give a fuck about OWF! You just want to inflate your own ego with a title or two. Jesse, just bow down and get with the rest of the old "legends" in ASW. There you can hold a title without worrying about a young upstart knocking you down...for good. Jesse Williams goes to meet Draco, but Chris Green stops him. The fans start chanting pussy, but Williams just kicks the bottom rope and shouts inaudible words at Draco. Draco - And Chris Green? Well, you are a certified legend. Let's not kid ourselves. In your prime, wooo! I would be one dead Draco. Now, you need shots just to keep up. I respect what you have done, but if you stand in my way you will get knocked aside. This little fun party of yours is going to go down one by one. Draco drops the microphone with a thud. The four men look ready to jump out of the ring to give Draco a personal rebuttal, but... Green - Woah, Woah, Woah boys....no need to get all worked up over this asshole. I've been called alotta things in my time, and this guy doesn't even begin to scratch the surface. He's just another wannabe superstar trying to be the best by beating the best. Well let me tell you Draco...and let me tell THE REST OF OWF, THAT THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN! The fans let out a roar of boos, and the four men in the ring all smile with satisfaction. Green - You see these four men here? Do you see the utter greatness that stands before you!? Never...and I repeat NEVER, has such a collective force of talent been gathered in ONE STABLE! He turns and points to each individual person standing in the ring. Green - Ladies and Gentleman, bitches and hos....let me introduce to you, the greatest stable to EVER grace a wrestling ring....IMPERIUM! The crowd begins to boo some more, but this time Green just smirks and reaches into his pocket as he tosses the mic to Angel. With that shit-eating green still on his face, he pulls out a small pocket dictionary. He leans over to Angel as he flips the pages, and Angel holds the mic out. Green - Now, I realize we don't exactly have the smartest people here in Frankfort. Bunch of damn rednecks if you ask me. So I decided to bring along a little dictionary to help you guys out...you know, being the kind and generous person that I am. He looks through the pages and runs his finger down it. Green - Ahh, here we go. Imperium. One - Command; Supreme Power. The crowd boos softly. Green - Two - Area of dominion; Sphere of control or monopoly; Empire. Angel - God damnit Green, don't think the dictionary could say it any better. The crowd boos. Angel - Ahh, quit your bitching! Green - Three - An object having or exerting supreme power; a superpower. Plague and Williams start to laugh amongst themselves at the definition they know is coming. Green - And finally!....LAW. The right to command the force of the state in order to enforce the law! Angel - That state being OWF and that law being Imperium! Get used to it ya bunch of pussies, there's a new sheriff in town. Angel looks up at the ramp and sees Draco pretending to go to sleep. The crowd is cheering him on. Angel - Ah, so I see we got a hot shot over here. The "intellectual" right? The one that knows everything before it even happens, right? The one that is so god damn superior that he can predict events before they occur...because life is just so damn predictable, RIGHT!? Because you are so far above everyone else! Draco stirs, and glares at the ring, now listening to what Angel has to say. Angel - I will say this to you Draco. I have never called you Gay. I have never called you a vampire. And if I wanted to start quoting from fucking Shyne promos, I'd have to decipher the ghetto code first. And I don't have that kind of time. Some people in the crowd boo, but most just await Angel's next words. Angel - But there is one thing that I will call you, and there is one thing that I've always called you. An opponent. An adversary. An enemy. Nothing is going to change that. But you seem to have taken it upon yourself to come down to this very ring here tonight, and start running your mouth like a three year old throwing a temper tantrum. NO ONE GIVES A SHIT DRACO. No one cares that you lost to little Spazzy. So keep cryin all you want, because there ain't a damn person in this shithole that cares. Was it my fault? No, it was not. But I must say, I find it hard to muster any respect for someone who loses to Spaz. Good luck trying to erase that mark from your record. Good fucken luck. The crowd is silent, as Draco contemplates Angel's words. Angel - You know Spaz has been pro for about 10 years now. And that's about as many wins as he has. So congrats on being number eleven. You call yourself a true champion!? You actually have the balls to come down here, and spew your bullshit to the four men in this ring right now? Who the HELL do you think you are!? Look at this. Look at US. Look at what the men in this stable have accomplished. And what have you done? I mean, how long you hold that title for...like 45 minutes? And then you lose to Spaz, of all people!? Please, Draco. Save the bullshit. You want to look at true champions, look no further than this ring right here. Draco starts pacing on the stage as the crowd boos softly. Angel - Me and you are gonna collide somewhere down the road. It's not a secret and I suppose it never has been. So you can come down here, and rant and rave all you want, and maybe you'll actually find someone who cares. Alls your doing, Draco, is adding fuel to the fire. Because I can tell you right now, what you THINK you are means nothing. You can come down here and pretend to be above the rest, but in all reality the four men in this ring know the truth. You're nothing more than a man trying to get exposure. What better way to call-out a stable like us? Hell, we're legendary before we even get started! The crowd roars with boos. Angel - Yea, yea, save it you fucken hicks. One by One the new breed of OWF is going to drop like flies, and Imperium's gonna be there to watch every damn one of them.That means you too, Draco. He hands the mic to Williams who is smiling down at Draco. Williams - You know, Green was right with the first thing he said...and that is we don't need to get worked up over a piece of shit like yourself. I didn't reach the status I'm at now by being stupid...I know where to pick my fights, and honestly Draco, you're not fucken worth it...and I'm starting to think that no one in OWF is. So you go on and on and on about my ego, my titles...whatever tickles your fucken fancy. But what someone like yourself fails to realize, is that it doesn't matter HOW or WHY I have what I have, alls that matters is that I FUCKEN HAVE IT! You WISH you could accomplish as much as ANY of the men in this ring. You fucken PRAY for it! Plague grabs the mic from Williams, and glares down the rampway at Draco who is doing a Plague imitation. Plague - You know what...you go ahead and pull all the juvenille bullshit you wanna pull. But you're only denying what everyone knows. That we are the best. Right here, in this ring, are the four best wrestlers OWF has to offer. You think you can stop us? Be my guest fucknuts. You just come down here and try. It's called brainpower, something I believe you lack. We managed to dominate this fed while we were AGAINST each other...imagine what we will do together? There isn't a damn soul in this place that can bring us down. Not one damn soul. So you poke, and you prod, and you mock us and call us out...whatever man. The choice is yours. Just know that sooner or later you are going to have to come face to face with the force that is Imperium. Green grabs the mic back, as all the men have had their say now. Green - What Plague, and Angel, and Jesse are basically trying to say is that there will come a time, ladies and gentleman, a time when every god forsaken wrestler in that lockeroom will have to abide by the law. The new law. OUR law. The OWF is our area of dominion...our sphere of control...and we are in command. We are laying down the law from here on out, and if you don't live by it, your time will come. Imperium is here to stay folks, and if any one of you sorry saps in the back has anything to say about it, then come on down! All of a sudden the voice of Prez DK can be heard, loud and clear. Prez DK - Wait, wait, wait just one damn minute! The fans immediately break out in cheers as Prez DK makes his way onto the entrance ramp. All four men in the ring approach the ropes directly in front of the entrance ramp. Each one leans on the top rope, and flash a cocky and arrogant smile towards DK. Prez DK - Bravo.. BRA-Fuckin-VO.. I didn't see this coming.. I gotta admit.. This was good! But theirs a problem. Williams - My only problem is your fucking mouth! Prez DK - I gave your guys your 10 minutes to rant. Now LISTEN! What's important is you guys, as a group running around here acting like the OWF belongs to you. I've got bad news for you all, the OWF belongs to ME! You guys are on my time. For years you've been pulling this lamebrain shit, doing whatever you want, and getting away with it. Well, congradulations, Your deep pockets may be able to keep you unemployeed if you'd like to keep insults this crowd.. The crowd that made ALL of you what you are today! But until your contracts are up.. Your MINE! And it's time for a change. It's time somebody did something about it. So I've taken it upon myself to take some neccassary steps to try and save the Dynasty that I built with my own two hands. It's good to see you guys like surprises, because I have a surprise for you... Falcoon - Man! Tonight has been like Christmas! Burst - Now, I'm interested.. Green - What are you gonna do, huh? Bring back Bryan Tann? Vinny Vegas? Some washed up ole has-been, that we've destroyed countless times? As soon as Green finishes his sentence the lights in the arena go out. A buzz begins throughout the crowd, while the arena is completely dark. Falcoon - AH! I can't see my hand! I hate the dark! Burst - What the hell is going on!? Get the hell off me Falcoon! The lights come back on, and a figure stands behind Cold Grass. The figure stands there silently, in faded jeans, black boots, and a black hoody. A pair of dark black shades cover the mans eyes. Falcoon - Who the hell is that!? Burst - I don't know! I can't make it out! It's gotta be someone imp.... Burst is left speachless as reality sinks it. His skin crawls and he gasps.. The three members of Cold Grass have no idea of the presence behind them. Their focus remains on a smiling Prez DK. Green continues to berate DK. Green - Ooooh! That's so scary DK! I haven't seen that before! The lights go out... bla..bla..bla...SHIT! You don't scare me. Prez DK just shakes his head, and laughs. Plague is the first to sense the man. He slowly turns around, and spots him. A split second passes, and Plague goes after the man. Another split second and Plague is laid out with a thunderous superkick! Angel turns and recieves one as well! The figure drops the hood, and long flowing blonde hair drops. Then the shades. The thud catches the attention of Williams and Green, who then turn around. Burst - HOLY FUCKING CHRIST IT CAN'T BE! Falcoon - NOO!! HE'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD! The fans explode into cheers. Defeaning cheers that shake the very foundation of the building. Simultaneously Green and William's eyes jolt open. The shock sends Green down on his ass, but he's quickly back up by using the ropes. Williams looks at Green, and Green looks at Williams. Green shrugs his shoulders and then wipes his eyes. Williams - DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS!!? Williams screams demandingly at a still shocked Chris Green. Green shakes his head no. Burst - I can't believe my eyes either! It's Cameron Fucking Frost! He's back! Falcoon - NO! IT CAN'T BE! Burst - By God it is! Falcoon - A founding father of Cold Grass!! Frost stands strong in the ring. Motionless, staring directly at both Green and Williams. A small but noticeable smirk comes across his face. He looks down at the fallen and unconcsious bodies of Angel and Plague and laughs. Frost then rolls both out of the ring with his feet. Burst - Green looks like he's seen a ghost! Falcoon - He has! We're all looking at one right now!! It's been sooo long! Green slowly turns around to get another view of DK. DK waves at him wildly with his cheesy grin. William's eyes never leave Frost. Burst - What the hell is going on here!? Has DK lost his mind? He's just adding fuel to the fire! Falcoon - COLD GRASS IS BACK IN FULL FORCE BABY! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! WHAT A NIGHT! Burst - Wait just a minute, this is the surprise DK has for them? This is the best thing that could happen to these guys! They're stronger than ever with Frost? The three men stare off for several passing moments. The tension in the building is as thick as it's ever been. They crowd sits dead silent in anticipation. Burst - This is completely insane. Am I dreaming? I've got chills over my entire body! Falcoon - My GOD! Green's face reads complete shock. The normally tan Green is as white as a ghost. Williams on the other hand, has sweat dripping off of him. Green shakes his head, and looks at the ground. His stomach begins to move in and out as if he were laughing. Sure enough, as Green raises his head, he's smiling as widely as one could. Green reaches his hand out towards Frost. Frost looks down at Green's hand, and then back into his eyes. Burst - No! This cannot be happening! How can anyone have a chance against these guys? No-one ever has! Falcoon - I love it! Where's my new Cold Grass shirt? I WANT ONE WITH FROST ON IT! This is GREAT! Frost slowly reaches his hand out, and then shakes the hand of Green. What were seconds ago massive cheers, now turn into defeaning boo's. A simple handshake won't do the job for these two best friends. Frost brings Green in, and hugs him tightly. They let go, as Green applauds his long-time friend and partner's return. Green is now all smiles as he turns to Williams, who nods his head in approval. Williams reaches his hand out, and then shockingly Williams and Frost shake hands. The camera pans around to Prez DK who's cheery mood is now far-gone. DK looks close to lifeless. Burst - Tell me this isn't happening. Falcoon - This is a dream come true Nick, this is a historical moment! Do you have any idea the impact this is going to have!? Burst - Yeah, I do, and it makes me sick... Green leans over to Williams and says something. Williams nods in agreement and hops outside of the ring, to retrieve a Cold Grass shirt that Falcoon has on. Falcoon - Take it! He tosses it to Frost, who takes his hoody off to reveal an unearthly physique. Frost slides the Cold Grass shirt on, and a new wave of trash enters the ring. All three man stand in the center of the ring, and raise their hands high. Frost then walks over to a far turnbuckle and climbs to the middle rope. He takes a long gander around the arena, and basks in the hatred of the fans. His piercing blue eyes don't blink. He stares blankly at each and everyone of the fans within his sight range. Meanwhile Green and Williams discuss something privately. Green pats Williams on the back, and then Jesse drops out of the ring, to attend to Angel and Plague outside. Williams helps Angel to his feet, who is clearly confused about what's going on. Williams assures him everything is alright, they get Plague to his feet and head up the entrance ramp.Williams, Angel, and Plague pass by Prez DK, and Williams mouths the words, "Thanks," followed by a sardonic grin, and a wink. Prez DK just shakes his head, and looks on, shocked at what has just transpired. Falcoon - It's touching to see these two friends reunited! Re-united and it feels so good! That's the theme for tonight's Addiction Nick! Nick...hey, Nick, you still there? Burst - No... Falcoon - Good, I think Green is going to say a few words. Green reaches down and picks up the microphone he dropped at the first sighting of Frost. He taps the microphone, as Frost turns around and hops down off the turnbuckles. Frost approaches Green in the center of the ring. Green begins to speak... Green - Cameron by God Fucking Frost! Welcome... Before Green can say another word Frost delivers another thunderous superkick!!! Laying Green out instantly!!! The fans go ape-shit!! Quickly after the cheers, a chant of "Frost, Frost, Frost..." breaks out! Falcoon - WHAT!? NOOOOOOOO!!!!! YOU BASTARD!! Burst - YES! YES! IT'S ABOUT GODDAMN TIME!! FINALLY!!! LAID FUCKING OUT! I KNEW IT! Frost stands over top of his fallen, former partner, and looks down, directly at him. Green lies motionless, and Frost simply smiles. Frost then reaches to the neck of his T-shirt and rips it off. Holding it out from him, Frost reaches into his pocket and grabs a large silver Zippo. He then ignites the lighter, and sets the Cold Grass T-shirt on fire. Holding it out from himself a bit, Frost stares at the burning shirt. He returns the Zippo to his pocket, and grabs a cigaratte. Frost lights his cigaratte on the burning shirt, and takes a huge draw from it. He exhales through his nose, and then drops the burning shirt down onto Green. Burst - WHAT COMES AROUND GOES AROUND! YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE!! Frost walks to the far ropes, drops down, and rolls out of the ring. He starts to make his way up the entrance ramp, to a now widely smiling Prez DK, who applauds wildly along with the fans. Frost approaches Prez DK slowly. DK reaches into his back pocket and retrieves his own T-shirt. An OWF T-shirt. He tosses it to Frost, who quickly puts it on. Frost then stretches his hand out towards DK. The two shake hands and the fans cheer loudly, before chanting "OWF, OWF, OWF!" DK raises Frost's hand into the air. Burst - It's started Falcoon! It's started! The OWF has regained control! Both men stand there, and bask in the adulation of the fans. The people who make all of it possible. The two then turn their back, and exit the arena... The OWF logo spins and the camera's fade. |
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