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Week 1: Cameron Cruise vs. Beau Michaels-Cruise
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TSiegel
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(Fadein, the home of Cameron Cruise and Mercedes Devon-Cruise in Jacksonville, NC. Panning through the house, the camera discovers that for weeks, the house lays about as if a figurative tornado has flown through it. Tables either broken or in terrible shape, chairs splintered, holes in the wall, papers and file cabinets all astray. All of this some inclination that something violent has just occured. The camera pans over into the living room, the room outside the couple's media room and on one shelf alone reads a package:
NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING SEASON TWO, WEEK ONE EAST CONFERENCE LINEUP:
Maggot vs. Jason Payne
Lindsay Troy vs. Dan Ryan
Jonathan Marx vs. Shane Southern
Wong Fei-Hung II vs. Troy Douglas
Michael Manson vs. Doc Silver
Kazuo Shizaki vs. Felix Red
and Cameron Cruise vs. Beau Michaels-Cruise.
Inside the Media room the destruction continues save a lone light: A television with VCR installed. On the TV: the horror that was the Wrestlebowl match between Cameron Cruise and Beau Michaels-Cruise. His hair disheveled and face red, he softly rages....)
CRUISE: You've humiliated not only myself in front of the world, but you forced my wife to dress up in a damned chicken costume. You made me look like a fool not only on camera, but in what was supposed to be the final match. You forced my wife to not only temporarily embarrass herself, but turn her against me in efforts to have me beat.
And then you actually believe that I would go as far as to do something that VILE with you let alone be a father.
Apparently you need another Reality Check, Beau.
Only this time....I GUARANTEE you won't like it.
You don't have a choice.
(Fadeout.)
NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING SEASON TWO, WEEK ONE EAST CONFERENCE LINEUP:
Maggot vs. Jason Payne
Lindsay Troy vs. Dan Ryan
Jonathan Marx vs. Shane Southern
Wong Fei-Hung II vs. Troy Douglas
Michael Manson vs. Doc Silver
Kazuo Shizaki vs. Felix Red
and Cameron Cruise vs. Beau Michaels-Cruise.
Inside the Media room the destruction continues save a lone light: A television with VCR installed. On the TV: the horror that was the Wrestlebowl match between Cameron Cruise and Beau Michaels-Cruise. His hair disheveled and face red, he softly rages....)
CRUISE: You've humiliated not only myself in front of the world, but you forced my wife to dress up in a damned chicken costume. You made me look like a fool not only on camera, but in what was supposed to be the final match. You forced my wife to not only temporarily embarrass herself, but turn her against me in efforts to have me beat.
And then you actually believe that I would go as far as to do something that VILE with you let alone be a father.
Apparently you need another Reality Check, Beau.
Only this time....I GUARANTEE you won't like it.
You don't have a choice.
(Fadeout.)
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(The glare of the light bounces off the white floor of a hospital room. In the middle of the room, lying in a bed in an apron, is the humbly devoted Beau Michaels-Cruise. He lies in the bed, his eyes opened and noticeably irritated, while his hands are folded across his stomach.)
"I don't understand."
(Beau looks over at the heart rate machine, its bleeping notifying that everything is a-okay.. yet it doesn't register with Michaels-Cruise, who stares at it blankly.)
"After everything we've been through, after everything that I have given to him ... this was supposed to be our chance at happiness."
(Michaels-Cruise begins to rub his stomach on top of the sheets.)
"This was supposed to be our ticket to bliss ... our chance to start our own little family."
(Beau quickly glances away from the monitor and looks down at his stomach, which is as flat as can be.)
"He tried to take you away from me. He tried to manually abort you. But oh, I won't let him get away with it. I might have lost Cammy to that wench ... but I will not let him take our child away from me."
(Beau slowly shuts his eyes as the rubbing slows to a stop.. asleep the time passes.)
"Excuse me, Mr. Michaels?"
(Beau's eyes shoot open as he looks around frantically. He gazes upon a nurse who stands there a little bit shocked at how he responded. Beau looks at her sternly.)
"Michaels-CRUISE."
"Well," (she pauses) "there's ...."
(Beau sits up as his eyes light up. He looks towards the door.)
"I have a visitor!? IS IT CAMMY?! HAS HE COME TO TAKE ME AND OUR BABY HOME?!"
(The nurse's eyes widen as she hands him a manilla envelope.)
"A letter for you."
(Beau sinks back into the bed as his eyes glaze over. He sighs as the disappointment becomes evident that Cameron Cruise has not come to visit, nor to jump back into the arms of the man he once lov... or ... who once loved him.)
"Oh."
"If there's anything you need, don't be hesitant to give me a buzz. Have a good day, Mr. Michaels..."
(Beau shoots her a gaze that practically burns through her.)
"-Cruise .... Mr. Michaels-Cruise."
(Beau's heart flutters when she utters those words and he looks back down at the manilla envelope.)
"What is this?"
(He shakes it; not really expecting anything much he opens it and pulls out a piece of paper. He reads through it and does a double take. He shuts his eyes and counts to three before opening them again and taking another look. A small smile comes across his face.)
"I knew he'd come to his senses! Now I get another chance to show Cameron just how much he means to me! (Beau bites his lip) ... althought last time he tried to kill our child! (Beau licks his lips) But he WAS soooo agressive ... and he knows how much I like it when he tosses me around... (Beau shakes his head) NO. Cammy has got to learn that I won't crave in to his every longing .... long ..."
(Beau smiles a bit as his eyes close.. and the camera fades out.)
"I don't understand."
(Beau looks over at the heart rate machine, its bleeping notifying that everything is a-okay.. yet it doesn't register with Michaels-Cruise, who stares at it blankly.)
"After everything we've been through, after everything that I have given to him ... this was supposed to be our chance at happiness."
(Michaels-Cruise begins to rub his stomach on top of the sheets.)
"This was supposed to be our ticket to bliss ... our chance to start our own little family."
(Beau quickly glances away from the monitor and looks down at his stomach, which is as flat as can be.)
"He tried to take you away from me. He tried to manually abort you. But oh, I won't let him get away with it. I might have lost Cammy to that wench ... but I will not let him take our child away from me."
(Beau slowly shuts his eyes as the rubbing slows to a stop.. asleep the time passes.)
"Excuse me, Mr. Michaels?"
(Beau's eyes shoot open as he looks around frantically. He gazes upon a nurse who stands there a little bit shocked at how he responded. Beau looks at her sternly.)
"Michaels-CRUISE."
"Well," (she pauses) "there's ...."
(Beau sits up as his eyes light up. He looks towards the door.)
"I have a visitor!? IS IT CAMMY?! HAS HE COME TO TAKE ME AND OUR BABY HOME?!"
(The nurse's eyes widen as she hands him a manilla envelope.)
"A letter for you."
(Beau sinks back into the bed as his eyes glaze over. He sighs as the disappointment becomes evident that Cameron Cruise has not come to visit, nor to jump back into the arms of the man he once lov... or ... who once loved him.)
"Oh."
"If there's anything you need, don't be hesitant to give me a buzz. Have a good day, Mr. Michaels..."
(Beau shoots her a gaze that practically burns through her.)
"-Cruise .... Mr. Michaels-Cruise."
(Beau's heart flutters when she utters those words and he looks back down at the manilla envelope.)
"What is this?"
(He shakes it; not really expecting anything much he opens it and pulls out a piece of paper. He reads through it and does a double take. He shuts his eyes and counts to three before opening them again and taking another look. A small smile comes across his face.)
"I knew he'd come to his senses! Now I get another chance to show Cameron just how much he means to me! (Beau bites his lip) ... althought last time he tried to kill our child! (Beau licks his lips) But he WAS soooo agressive ... and he knows how much I like it when he tosses me around... (Beau shakes his head) NO. Cammy has got to learn that I won't crave in to his every longing .... long ..."
(Beau smiles a bit as his eyes close.. and the camera fades out.)
TSiegel
I spoil things.
(Fadein, the Cruise home, Jacksonville, NC. In between the rain and thunderstorms that are occuring, throughout the day is a the continued CRACK..ing.. of something in the field behind Cameron's Home. CUTTO: A promotional picture of Beau Michaels-Cruise tacked onto another tree in the same field.)
CRACK!!
(Suddenly a cut into the center of the picture by virtue of a throwing knife splits the picture abit, the blade dripping with the rain glistening.)
CRACK!!
(Another blade stabs the tree, going through the picture, the blade not going far from the first one.)
VOICE: He's been going at it for hours now, which to others who haven't seen him do this in his time away from bookings may see it to be more like DAYS.
(The camera's view of the blades are then given somewhat of a distraction as Mercedes slowly paces into view, the camera also discovering Cruise farther away, with more than just a determined look on his face, deep in concentration.)
MD: See, the fact of the matter is Beau, is that all of this would've been over with after Wrestlebowl had you not pleaded with Cameron to keep your attention a priority.
I mean....that's what you're really looking for isn't it?? The constant telegrams, postcards, letters and latenight phonecalls have stopped merely only because of my restraining order I had served to you after Cameron kicked you out.
But that didn't stop you from begging for everyone's attention at one of THE BIGGEST show's of the year, did it??
In fact, you thrive on it, and the fact that you can't see anything else is the only reason why Cameron hasn't had you COMMITTED. 'Cause you have to understand Beau....
That's the only thing saving you from turning out just like Issac Byrne.
Last year you wanted everyone's attention by making sure that Michael Manson gave you the approval to humiliate and embarrass me in front of the entire world by making me step up in a Chicken suit and even distract Cameron in efforts to help YOU win, instead of him.
(Mercedes stops pacing and leans up against a post, her arms crossed over her chest.)
Don't ever say I didn't wish you a Merry Christmas Beau, because considering everything that's happened....that was a gift, and it will never happen again.
You want a second shot at Cameron after the way he beat you up....fine, consider it done. But as far as your insistence that you're with CHIMP, you might as well consider aborting it, Monkey-boy.
Last Christmas the amount of damage Cameron caused might've left him brain damaged.
I'm no longer apart of you or anything else associated with Michael Manson by virtue of the final bell of the Ultratitle finals match, I'm a free woman. Therefore.....I'd start shivering if I were you....'cause after everything that I was forced to do, I just might take a steel Chair to your head for my own peace of mind.
Now if I'm willing to do that for myself, I don't think you want to know the amount of violent things Cameron wants to do to you....not for himself, but for ME.
Because after all that....it's going to take more than just a two week stay in the hospital for you to get over a REALITY CHECK....that you just....won't like.
(Cameron then grabs one last knife by the handle, carefully and quickly flips it around and throws at a new promotional picture of Beau Michaels-Cruise, which shows the blade stabbing directly through the neck on the picture.)
Fadeout.
CRACK!!
(Suddenly a cut into the center of the picture by virtue of a throwing knife splits the picture abit, the blade dripping with the rain glistening.)
CRACK!!
(Another blade stabs the tree, going through the picture, the blade not going far from the first one.)
VOICE: He's been going at it for hours now, which to others who haven't seen him do this in his time away from bookings may see it to be more like DAYS.
(The camera's view of the blades are then given somewhat of a distraction as Mercedes slowly paces into view, the camera also discovering Cruise farther away, with more than just a determined look on his face, deep in concentration.)
MD: See, the fact of the matter is Beau, is that all of this would've been over with after Wrestlebowl had you not pleaded with Cameron to keep your attention a priority.
I mean....that's what you're really looking for isn't it?? The constant telegrams, postcards, letters and latenight phonecalls have stopped merely only because of my restraining order I had served to you after Cameron kicked you out.
But that didn't stop you from begging for everyone's attention at one of THE BIGGEST show's of the year, did it??
In fact, you thrive on it, and the fact that you can't see anything else is the only reason why Cameron hasn't had you COMMITTED. 'Cause you have to understand Beau....
That's the only thing saving you from turning out just like Issac Byrne.
Last year you wanted everyone's attention by making sure that Michael Manson gave you the approval to humiliate and embarrass me in front of the entire world by making me step up in a Chicken suit and even distract Cameron in efforts to help YOU win, instead of him.
(Mercedes stops pacing and leans up against a post, her arms crossed over her chest.)
Don't ever say I didn't wish you a Merry Christmas Beau, because considering everything that's happened....that was a gift, and it will never happen again.
You want a second shot at Cameron after the way he beat you up....fine, consider it done. But as far as your insistence that you're with CHIMP, you might as well consider aborting it, Monkey-boy.
Last Christmas the amount of damage Cameron caused might've left him brain damaged.
I'm no longer apart of you or anything else associated with Michael Manson by virtue of the final bell of the Ultratitle finals match, I'm a free woman. Therefore.....I'd start shivering if I were you....'cause after everything that I was forced to do, I just might take a steel Chair to your head for my own peace of mind.
Now if I'm willing to do that for myself, I don't think you want to know the amount of violent things Cameron wants to do to you....not for himself, but for ME.
Because after all that....it's going to take more than just a two week stay in the hospital for you to get over a REALITY CHECK....that you just....won't like.
(Cameron then grabs one last knife by the handle, carefully and quickly flips it around and throws at a new promotional picture of Beau Michaels-Cruise, which shows the blade stabbing directly through the neck on the picture.)
Fadeout.