Jayson Burrows is seen in his office backstage. Eric Evans walks n. However, he is not wearing his normal business attire. Instead he is wearing a pair of loose fit denim jeans, and a Black shirt with white letters that says "I Banged Trident's wife and..." on the front, and "All I got was a case of crotch itch and this Tee" on the back. Jayson looks up and is really lost for words.

Jayson Burrows: "I see you caught wind of the drama we've been dealing with as of late."

Eric Evans: "Listen here Jay, I missed the slam fest that took place a week ago, but you can bet your sweet ass I wasn't going to miss a golden spot to get a few jabs in, shit If I did my name wouldn't be Eric Evans!"

Jayson Burrows: "I'm sure that shirt there is gonna catch a ton of looks from the Rejects"

Eric Evans: "That what your calling that bunch of anal plugs? Rejects? For fuck sakes Jay you can do better then that. These Dickless wonders came on to your grounds son, throwing mud for all the world to see. Utter Bullshit true, fuckers were bitching about non-copyrighted characters for crying out load!"

Jayson Burrows: "Trying to be civil really"

Eric Evans: "Civil my rich ass! You remember what we did to JWF?"

Jayson Burrows: "Santiago is my homo secretary"

Eric Evans: "Shit son, before tonight is over, were gonna have them boys wishing they were as lucky as Santiago"

Jayson Burrows: "Dawg you act like I don't want to rip them a new asshole, As if I don't want to sit here and call them a Donkey shit eating cock master! Or how I sit here just thinking about calling up Mrs. Trident for a fucking frat party!”

"I can stand up and make comparison about WU to IZW and really it would be a short list. Or make comments about Rob who when given the biggest push of his life, and really hand him the fucking ball of WU just dropped it and ran off to clean the dingle berries off of Trident's crusty ass. You see, if I wasn't in such a high position of power, If I didn't have a promotion to keep running to the top, I would wipe my ass with these little bitches right now! But I can't. I have to keep us rolling."

"I have to keep these fuckers from working again. I have to make sure everyone knows these cats are a bunch of nobodies, who have been spoon feed back in GCW and IZW, Nobody cares about the IZW anymore, place closed, failed in its second week. The IZW was, and note that I say WAS, a group of no talent garbage, much like Rob, and Trident. And it's no surprise that when it came to prove themselves as a face of a promotion they threw a titty attack and went home crying to mama Trident. As a matter of fact, I hear through the grapevine that Rob even owns stock in the Ben gay company, because of the neck aches he gets when sucking off Trident.”

Eric Evans just lets the rant go as if he got Burrows to the point he wanted

Jayson Burrows: "After tonight I don't care what these cock suckers have to say. I don't care about the 4 line rants Rob uses to get himself off at EMF. I mean you don't see me running to the press' about names being used? Nonetheless It all ends here tonight. Let Rob use my name to get him over in EMF, doesn't bother me one bit. There bitching and crying over characters that aren't copyrighted means jack shit, there bitching about Slander over fictional names shows how low there IQ's are, there bitching about WU not being just means jack shit! IZW and GCW went from decent promotions to a big fucking joke. Maybe if they came at me with some matters that fucking meant something rather then nonsense bullshit, I could have dropped this last week. But it seems there just throwing stones for reasons that make no sense not even to themselves."

”As a matter of fact, this whole thing has got me boiling. I've had to drink a fifth of vodka today just to see straight!"

"Eric, I can sit here and go on and on and get very personal with the bunch of jackals. But we would just be promoting a dead bunch of talent. facts are facts and I'm glad there gone, I don't think I could have taken another week of the IZW rejects rubbing all over me with there vile, like a bunch of disgusting creatures that they are. Who knows how many little boys Mr. ROB molested. Lure him in with the lisp then send them packing with a happy ending. Watching Rob was like watching mindless clips of Dateline 'To Catch a predator' I say it was more of a blessing to have the fuck released from contract"

Eric Evans: "Now that's more like it"

Jayson Burrows: "I do feel ten times better."

Eric Evans: "Dude, you're going to feel even better when you see the sales these here shirts brought in, damn near house is filled with these."

Jayson Burrows: "I wouldn't doubt it"

Eric Evans: "I bet them fuckers really feel like a bunch of morons now. How many opportunities did we give them? Fuckers had nothing better to do then to throw stones at a promotion that could have been GCW."

Jayson Burrows: "I'm glad it isn't, WU has blossom bro, and were already growing to those highs. Eric it's good to see you fired up again"

Eric Evans: "What can I say, I'm just feeling a lot like me again that's all. And I'm not holding shit back anymore. Robby Boy wants to come in here and try and dictate, well, that's simply not gonna happen."

Eric pulls a flask from his pocket. He removes the top and takes a large swig. Burrows smirks

Jayson Burrows: "A little liquid courage never hurt"

Eric Evans: "Amen there brother"

Eric tosses the flask over to Jay, who in turn takes a swig as well.

Eric Evans: "Tonight is a celebration bro, were finally washing are hands clean!"

And with that the camera fades into the words:

Last week flashing across the screen and it shows highlights of last week’s Thankful Sins from highlights of CJ Gates flying off the balcony crashing into Laura Seton on his way to a very big victory, to the brutal beating of Jinx put on against DLS at a Tokyo Hospital, we also see Porter MaCleod defeating Twilight Rayn with the help of Rueben MaCleod, and the return of Hallow Wicked. We saw the epic showdown of Requiem and Brandon Maddox, the bloody match that went all over the streets of Tokyo, saw Requiem edging out Maddox to retain his WU championship, the surprise of the event had to be the debut of Crimson Skull who stood toe to toe with the WU Champion, right before hell broke lose. As the highlights speed up an explosion is shown on the screen and a big flashing PARENTAL follow by ADVISORY is seen on the screen. The shot then changes to a speeding collage of all of last weeks show highlights and it ends with an echo of Burrows saying "Parental Advisory is ADVISED!!!' A slow fade shot of Jayson Burrow is shown and an image of WU’s Co-Owner Eric Evans, and it quickly fades into clips of different arousing events. Clips of Japan sex tapes, A few scenes of a strippers in geisha houses, and a few assorted buildings being blown up. The highlights continue to quicken in pace until finally they are too fast to even recognize then they stop as the word 'XRATED' is shown on the screen for a few seconds, before it explodes and as the mushroom cloud fades into a Parental Advisory Warning is advised

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me
in between the sheets
all the sounds you make
with every breath you take
its not like anything
when you're loving me

The shot shows two stripper cages being lowered on to each side of the entrance gate as a thick cloud of mist and smoke takes over the entrance...

Yeah girl lets take it slow
so as for you well you know where to go
I want to take my love and hate you till the end

Its not like you to turn away
from all the bullshit I cant take
its not like me to walk away

There are Red, Green, Blue, and Gold lights spinning from under the cage follow by a laser impression of two sexy out lines of some fine curves...

I'm so addicted too all the things
you do when you're going down on me
in between the sheets
all the sounds you make
with every breathe you take
its not like anything
when you're loving me

yeahh!!!

There is a small explosion and the laser outlines are filled in with some of Boston's best strippers! And they are dancing there ass off inside the cages..

I know it was getting rough
all the times we spend
when we try to make
this love something better than
just making love again

its not like you to turn away
all the bullshit I cant take
just when I think I can walk away…

The shot switches to the skyline of Tokyo as multi colored pyro along the stage, runway and the ring all erupts at the same time and balloons and confetti is released into the already roaring crowd. The Parental Advisory logo is shown on the projection screen and the what we are calling Advisory girl's hit's the stage just as the cage dancers begin to shed there cloths, as do the stage dancers working the WU stage poles. The camera pans the crowd and it shows assorted signs the fans brought with them before finally settling in on Eric and Alex staring into the camera, ready to call another weeks ring action. Behind the logo we see the jam packed arena

I'm so addicted…
...addicted to you

Parental Advisory theme is cut to abrupt end as Ari Chase walks out from behind the curtains with a microphone in hand.

Ari Chase: Wait just a second there buck-o! I will not have this in my company! You ladies who sake their "booties" for money, I need you to leave! All of you are fired! Beat it!

The crowd boos AC. The strippers look at each other in complete shock.

Ari Chase: I'm here to clean up the WU! You women need to go! Get a better job anyways! You make me sick!

The boos only grow louder. The strippers put their heads down, and they walk out of the arena.

Ari Chase: That is so much better. You don't need ladies like that around here. What you need is real wrestling. Good old fashion wrestling. You don't need guys like Requiem. You don't need guys like Jinx. You don't need guys like Hallow Wicked.

The crowd boos Ari. He walks down the ramp ignoring the boos.

Ari Chase: At first you will be mad at me. I know you will. When it is all said and done though, you will love me. You will want to thank me. You know what; I'm so sorry. I didn't introduce myself. I'm Ari Chase, AC for short, and I'm your new Director of Operations. You see Mr. Hall wasn't doing too good of a job. The Tokyo Sponsors called me, and asked me to take the job over. I was more than happy to when I heard what was going on here. Sex?

The crowd cheers

Ari Chase: Matches that involve weapons?

The crowd cheers

Ari Chase: Do you want to see matches where people bleed?

The crowd cheers

Ari Chase: Of course you don't want too. That is why I am here. I am here to clean up this action. After I am done here, there will be only one on one standard matches. These wrestlers will have to clean up their act.

Ari walks up the cold steel stairs. The boos keeping ringing throughout the arena. He ducks under the top rope to make his way into the ring. He walks into the middle of the ring.

Ari Chase: You can boo me all you want fellas. I don't mind that. For this to work I'm going to have to be the bad guy. That is okay with me. You see, there is a huge problem. We have a General Manager, and well...Well he is gay. I have no problem with gay people. When you get on TV, and you pull the stunts you do...Then I have a problem you with pal! Listen up here Peaches. What a gross name anyways for a man. You need to watch yourself and what you do. If you don't, then I'm going to jump on your back so quick…

The crowd begins to laugh. It just hits Ari what he just said.

Ari Chase: Wait! Stop laughing! I didn't mean that! You people need to hush down! Simmadownnow dammit! Just don't mess up Peaches, or it will be over for you pal!

The camera locks on to Alex and Eric

Alex Horn: Who the hell is this motherfucker? He’s running this DAMN show!

Eric Mark: I like him, I believe Wrestling Unplugged needs some law and order

Alex Horn: You would like him, your both two pompous asses! Someone please re hire the strippers, its really the only entertainment I get from working with you E!

Eric Mark: They were a distraction

Alex Horn: Say’s the biggest support for Peaches

Eric Mark: Would you cut it out, I am not a faggot!

Alex Horn: Yea, that’s what Santiago said before he blew Peaches

Eric Mark: and With that we send it to Samantha for are opening match of the night



Three Way Match
Cameron Drake vs. Red Dragon vs. Chris Caliber

Samantha: Ladies and gents it is time for are opening match of the night, it is a triple threat match! Introducing first he is representing the fiery pits of hell…GIVE IT UP FOR RED DRAGON

Arena become pitch black as smoke starts to fill the arena as red spot lights move across the crowd. “I am the thorn” by Cradle Of Filth, starts to play over the PA system as flames erupts up from the stage as Red Dragon walks out from behind the curtain and stops at the top of the ramp. Dragon walks through the flames as the crowd starts to either boo or chant his name. The flames split and move to the sides of the ramp and he starts walking down the ramp. The red spotlights come together on Dragon as they follow him walking down the ramp but stops in the middle of the ramp as he glares around at the crowd before running his thumb across his throat. Dragon starts to head back towards the ring he looks back at the Torn and flame appears on the screen and an image of a Red Dragon flies through the flames. Red Dragon turns back around and heads toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring, he slides in and goes to the middle of the ring. The image of the Red Dragon appears again in the middle of the ring as he glares around at the crowd and announcers and flips them off. The spotlight goes off and flames come from all four-ring post. By the time, the lights are back on Red Dragon is found leaning against a ring post waiting for his opponent

Samantha: Introducing next he is from St. Louis Missouri …CAMERON DRAKE!!!

Killswitch Engage's "The End Of Heartache" blares over the pa sytem. Gold fireworks launch at the top of the ramp in front of the entrance way in the shape of an x. and more from the top making it look like its raining. Cameron comes walking out and stands in the middle of the sparks and poses (randy orton style). The crowd is mix, some Booing, while some cheer. He then gives his fans five as he walks down to the ring. he climbs the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. then he grabs the top rope and launches himself up and over. then he goes to each turnbuckle climbs it and raises one fist facing the audience. when he gets to the last one he back flips off and removes his shirt.

The lights dim and the crowd goes silent in anticipation. Suddenly "My Last Breath" kicks into life and boos rush over the sold out building. A single spotlight shines on the stage where "The Canadian Charisma" Chris Caliber stands grinning cockily at the fans. Caliber removes his ring jacket and drops it on the stage before beginning a slow walk to the ring, stopping every few feet to yell a profanity at the jeering fans.

Samantha: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 227lbs, 'The Canadian Charisma' Chris Caliber

Caliber walks up the steel steps and yells for a referee to hold the ropes while he enters the ring. Caliber enters and gazes around at the irate audience before he scales a turnbuckle and grins at the fans anger.

Red Dragon seeks to get the early advantage and charges at Cameron Drake, kicking him hard as he gets to his feet. The referee calls for the bell as Chric charges Red nailing a drop kick, sending him flying into the ropes and allowing Drake time to get back to his feet now. Drake runs into the ropes and launches him self at Chris in a close line but it is countered by Chris into a dragon supplex. Chris goes for the early pin attempt and bridges up to hold Drake shoulders down in the supplex, the referee slides into place to count.

ONE...

T... Red Dragon kicks Chris off of Cameron

Eric Mark: Chris Caliber with an early pin attempt thwarted by Red Dragon

Chris pops back to his feet and locks up with Red, punching him a few times in his gut before jumping back and drop kicking him in place. Using his momentum Chris catches Red as he stumbles off the ropes into a DDT. Drake starts to kick at the head of Red as Chris backs away for a moment. Drake drops his elbow into the chest of Red Dragon, then gets back to his feet quickly, dropping his elbow into Red’s chest again. Chris Caliber rejoins the fray rushing at Drake, kneeing him in the back then dropping him down tot he mat hard, with an Enziguri take down. Chris Caliber grabs Red Dragon and drags him back to his feet, whipping him into the turn buckle. Chris quickly follows by climbing the turnbuckle, then pulling Red up with him. Chris executes a hard fall away supplex from the top turn buckle, Red Dragon hits the mat in a thud, with the crowd booing Chris Caliber. Chris rolls up Red Dragon...

ONE...

TWO...

Red Dragon manages to some how kick out. Chris Caliber is suddenly blind sided by a super kick from Cameron Drake who has gotten back up.

Eric Mark: Chris Caliber nearly with the win.

Alex Horn: But Cameron Drake said no no no, like that rehab song, man is that Whinehouse a mess now. Guess it’s true Crack kills

Cameron goes for another super kick to a staggering Chris but his leg is caught! Chris drives his elbow into the knee of Cameron and then slams him to the ground by his leg. Chris Caliber follows up quickly on the offensive grabbing Cameron back to his feet and once again climbing the turn buckle with his opponent.

Chris Caliber goes to back supplex Cameron off the turn buckle but Cameron blocks it! Chris Caliber starts to punch at Cameron then tries it again... Cameron blocks again! Cameron Drake gets the upper hand and goes to supplex Chris Caliber but Caliber shifts the momentum and lifts up Cameron. Chris Caliber loses his balance and slips. Chris Caliber goes crashing to the mat, Cameron Drake goes crashing into the top turn buckle!

Crowed: YOU FUCK UP…YOU FUCK UP…YOU FUCK UP…

Cameron knee lands right onto the turn buckle, while his other leg hooks under the rope, in his momentum of the fall Cameron begins to fall outside of the ring, but his leg is caught and twists him around falling to the outside, slamming into the ring steps with the same knee that just hit the turn buckle! Cameron is out of the ring grabbing his knee! The referee slides out of the ring to check on Cameron Drake...

Alex Horn: Eh, he’s alright. That’s why problem with having a fag referee.

Eric Mark: What is?

Alex Horn: He always wants to “check” on the wrestlers.

Red Dragon in the ring decides to use this to his advantage and drives a knee into the back of Chris Caliber. Red follows it up by locking up with Chris facing the other way, Red hooks both of his arms and lifts him up, then slams him down hard in a double underhook slam. Red Dragon covers... the referee is still not in the ring.

...

......

Chris Caliber kicks out at about what would have been a two count. Red Dragon looks furious there was no referee in the ring. Outside the ring, EMTs are rushing to the aid of Cameron Drake, who is still holding his knee. It seems he banged it up worse then it looks on his fall. Red Dragon comes over to see what is going on, as the referee slides back into the ring. The two exchange some quick words and the match resumes.

Red Dragon turns around and is right away met with a kick to the midsection, and is quickly dropped with the Overdose! Chris Caliber hits the Overdose out of no where, Red Dragon is not moving at all. Chris Caliber covers...

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

Samantha: Here is you winner…CHRIS CALIBER!

Alex Horn: Not a bad way to start off your stint with WU

Eric Mark: Kid got lucky, if Weener wasn’t aiding to Cameron Drake, it could have been a different story

Alex Horn: If Weener wasn’t checking Drake, If Weener wasn’t masterbating, if Weener this, If weener that. It still wouldn’t matter! Chris Caliber had this won from the start



Ari Chase's pulls up the window at a Burger King. He has order some food

Manager: Get the window Robb!

Skull Daze: For crying out loud, my name is Skull Daze!

Skull Daze comes to the window, and he sees Ari Chase.

Ari Chase: Why hello there Mr. Daze, how are you this fine night?

Skull Daze: Huh...Well, I'm fine.

Ari Chase: What’s wrong?

Skull Daze: You are not mad?

Ari Chase: Mad at what?

Skull Daze: The things I said to you, the things I pretended to do to you. You know the whole thing in the other company.

Ari Chase: Why would I be mad?

Skull Daze: Well, you know...they were aimed at you.

Ari Chase: Skull Daze, let me give you a lesson here. For you to point fingers at people your hands have to be clean. Your hands aren't clean at all. They are probably the hands that have the most dirt on them. Look at you right now. You are working at a fast food joint. You live in a crappy state, you do drugs, and you didn't finish high school. You are doing nothing with your life. And when your not flipping burgers, your sitting at home trying to master the English language, bitching about a game. About characters that aren‘t copy protected.

Skull puts his head down.

Ari Chase: You don't have the right to talk about anyone. You shouldn't even talk with that lisp you have anyways, but that is not the point. You talk about people's families, problems, and what have you. You try to say Requiem is emo, but look at yourself. Do you really think your words effect me? I heard and read what you did in the other company, but that doesn't bother me at all. You want to know why?

Skull Daze: Why?

Ari Chase: Just like you were in the WU, you are a no body over there. No one likes you Robb. You have your crew of people you are cool with, but outside of there no one likes you. No one liked you in the WU, and no one likes you over there either. You fail at everything you do. You were HANDED a shot at Requiem for his title, HANDED a World title shot. Other people dream of that, and you were handed that. Then you dropped the ball during the match. Then Burrows was giving you another big push, but you cried about that. You are nothing Robb. You are going to live in your parents basement for the rest of your life. Why would I be mad at your for your comments? My life is going great, I got something to look forward too. But I forgive you.

Skull Daze: You do?

Ari Chase: Of course I forgive you. You can "kill" me in every federation you are in, I don't care. I do this for fun, because I enjoy it. You take it so serious, but I can understand why. This is all you have. You have nothing else to look at. So you keep doing what you are doing. I'm not going to respond to it, and I'm going to go along with my life. Now please give me my food

Skull hands Ari his food and drink. Ari places it in his seat, and he looks at Skull Daze

Ari Chase: Enjoy working at fast food the rest of your life.

Ari drives away from the window. The scene fades to black.



Qualifying for Season’s Beatings
Joey Bohnny vs. Chad Vargas

Samantha: The following match is one fall and the winner earns a spot inside the Psycho Circus Death Match at Season‘s Beating

Timmy Gump comes out on to the stage, there is a red carpet and Vegas style lights all around the ring, and a 50's style Paparazzi team standing by, along with a group of Roller balding, milk shack serving 60's style honeys all around the red carpet.

Timmy Gump: Settle down now, Don't make me get the hose out, haha

Timmy looks at one Joey fan, points and winks

Timmy Gump: Ill be seeing you later honey. But right now its time for the KING BABY!

The opening strings are heard from a guitar

Timmy Gump: Ladies and gents...The King is in the house!

The Lights shut off, leaving a spotlight shinning on the entrance way

Timmy Gump: Its my pleasure to give to introduce...the man...the myth...JOEY BOHNNY!

Right then Joey Bohnny comes jimmy jiving onto the stage, playing the opening strings to his version of Hound Dog, As he strums the cords, the camera gets a shot of all the lovley senor citizens fainting in there seats.

You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.

Joey Bohnny begins his trademark leg twitch as he makes his way performing his entrance theme, to the ring. With Timmy Gump sinning back up

Timmy Gump: AHHHHHHH....AHHHHHH....AHHHHH

When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
You aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.

Joey Bohnny gets to the steel steps and a lovely lady toss' him a handkerchief and Joey dabs his forehead before tossing back into the crowed almost causing a riot, there are false teeth, walkers and Cains being tossed all around in a frenzy

Timmy Gump: AHHHHHHHH...AHHHHHHH

You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.

Once in the ring, he beings to do the whole Jig, the legs start spazing and the arm goes in a circle motion as he winds down his performance

Samantha: And his opponent, making his return to Wrestling Unplugged…CHAD VARGAS!!!

The scene opens up to a jam-packed WU arena. Many signs can be seen being held up by alot of the fans in attendance. All of a sudden Kid Rock’s “Cowboy” blasts over Wrestling Unplugged's P.A. system as Chad F’N Vargas emerges from the darkness behind the curtain. The crowd boos immediately at the sight of Vargas. Dressed ready to wrestle, he's wearing his yellow and purple wrestling tights, and a black "King Cobra - World Tour" muscle shirt. He’s topped off with his signature purple tinted Ray bans. In his left hand, he clutches his personalized acoustic guitar. Vargas struts down the aisle mouthing obscenities to the crowd the entire way. He finally reaches the steal steps, and slowly climbs up them and into the ring. He climbs up onto each of the four turnbuckles, raising his arms and guitar high in the air. He climbs down after a few minutes and pyros blast off around him off of all four turnbuckle tops as soon as his feet hit the mat. He takes off his shirt and flexes his muscles for the crowd, as they boo louder. Vargas smirks arrogantly as he sets his guitar down, arrogantly awaiting his opponent

Eric Mark: This one should be a good match up

Alex Horn: Yeah we have the American Idol cast off versus a the Baddest mother fucker around. I'm all a flutter.

Eric Mark: Would you knock it off. Let's go to the ring.

King locks up with Vargas in the center of the ring and with one push knocks Vargas to the mat. Vargas looks up and then quickly gets up and goes for another lock up. Again King simply shoves him down to the mat. Vargas complains about hair pulling and as the referee distracts King asking him about it Vargas charges. He goes for a right hand but it is blocked by The King. Joey Bohnny nails Vargas with a right hand that drops him to the mat. Vargas gets up and charges once more only to get taken over by The King with a hip toss. The King stands ready as Chad Vargas slides out of the ring to regroup.

Eric Mark: That may not be the best strategy to try and out muscle the King.

Alex Horn: No you have to outsmart the big goof who thinks he is the second Elvis, which isn't hard at all. I heard he got robbed by a two year old using a lollipop as a weapon because he thought it was a bomb.

Eric Mark: Would you stop. That isn't true at all.

Vargas slides back in the ring and acts as though he wants a test of strength. King goes to lock up but gets a finger in the eye. Chad Vargas nails King with chop block to the knee as he stumbles away and then grabs King by the head slamming him face first to the mat. Chad Vargas quickly goes for a headlock but King shoves him off. King starts to get up and you see Vargas climb to the second turnbuckle. Vargas leaps off but gets caught by King with a kick to the midsection. King grabs Vargas and nails him with a right hand. He nails a second right hand backing Vargas into the corner. Vargas tries to fire back with right of his own but a big right and left by King ropes him in the corner. King begins stomping away at Vargas before pulling him back to his feet and burying a shoulder in his midsection

Eric Mark: So far it's been all Joey Bohnny. He seems to be on fire.

Alex Horn: Maybe he saw Lisa Maire naked. Who knows but if Chad Vargas doesn't find a way to take the offensive, this one may be over soon.

The King goes to whip Vargas across the ring but Vargas suddenly reverses it sending King hard into the corner. Vargas charges in and nails King with a Splash and King stumbles out of the corner and drops to the mat. King is quickly locked into a Figure Four leg lock by Chad Vargas and begins holding his head in pain and struggling to reach the ropes. He inches his way toward the ropes and looks to just about grab the bottom rope when Chad drags him back into the center of the ring. The referee asks King if he wants to give up but King instead uses his leg strength to power out of the move. He tries to get up but Chad Vargas drops a quick elbow across his back and then rolls him over for a pin attempt.

...one

The King powers out of the pin and sits up.

Eric Mark: Still too much left in The King but Chad Vargas showing just how explosive he can be

Alex Horn: For all of you wrestling fans. Its time to take a bathroom break.

Eric Mark: You just won't quit today will you?

Vargas goes right back after King, kicking him in the midsection as he gets up. He goes behind King and tries for a German Supplex but King wraps his leg around Chad and won't budge. He tries again and again King blocks it and nails Chad with a back elbow. Vargas stumbles away. King backs up and gets a running start but Chad is ready for him and takes him over with a Hurracarana. Chad Vargas hooks both of the king's legs and goes for pin.

...one

...two

The King kick out and both men get to their feet. Chad bounces off the ropes but runs right into a big boot from King. King goes for a quick pin.

...one

...two

Chad Vargas kicks out.

Eric Mark: It almost seems as though The King is getting stronger the more the match continues.

Alex Horn: He can smell the stale beer in the crowed

The King pulls Chad to his feet and lifts him up for a vertical supplex. He holds him but Chad wiggles free and drops down behind King. He hooks King and this time takes him over with a German Supplex. He holds on and lands to more German Suplexes before getting up. Chad Vargas pulls King up and goes for a piledriver but King reverses it into a backdrop. Chad Vargas gets up and falls back against the ropes. King charges but Vargas ducks and sends King over the top rope and to the arena floor with a back body drop. King hops back up and s quickly slides back in the ring right into a super kick from Chad Vargas that sends him backwards into the corner. King stumbles out of the corner and you gets another super kick from Vargas, this time sending him to the mat. Chad Vargas quickly goes for a cover

...One

...Two

...Thr

No The King manages to quick out just before the three

Eric Mark: Wow! Chad Vargas came close to putting The King out with those two super kicks.

Alex Horn: And now it is The King who is in trouble.

Vargas gets up and looks a bit frustrated. He pulls King up and looks to b going for the Stroke but King grabs Vargas and slams him hard to the mat before falling to the corner. Vargas gets up and charges into the corner but King catches him again and drops him chest first across the top rope. Vargas stumbles backwards and falls against the ropes. King explodes out of nowhere looking to nail Vargas with The MoTown Clothesline but Vargas leap frogs over him. Vargas turns only to still get hit with The MoTown Clothesline from King anyway. He rolls around holding his midsection and is quickly covered by The King

...one

...two

thr....

No...Chad Vargas just manages to get a shoulder up

Eric Mark: Another near pin fall in this one and Chad showing he's not done yet.

Alex Horn: The question is how much does he have left

The King pulls Vargas up and backs him into the corner. Vargas fires back with a kick to the king's midsection. He begins nailing The King with punch after punch but King fires back with a punch of his own that knocks Chad back into the corner. Vargas rakes the eyes of King and then climbs up on the second turnbuckle. Tommy Gump grabs the referee after tossing in the guitar to Joey, Chad leaps off , going for a drop kick, Joey swings the guitar a little late and Chad connects with the kick, Chad picks up the guitar as Joey gets back up he walks straight into a guitar shot from Chad Vargas! Chad throws the guitar out of the ring and goes for a pin

...one

...two

...three

Samantha: Here is your winner and moving on to the Main event of Season’s Beating… The one and only THE COBRA…CHAD VARGAS!!!!

Eric Mark: Would you look at that, Joey Bohnny lost the match via his own guitar!

Alex Horn: Joey isn’t the only Redneck who can swing a mean guitar around WU

Eric Mark: One thing for sure, The King isn’t going to be a happy camper



The scene fades in on Jayson Burrows entering the new GM, Peaches, office. He walks in and sees him sitting behind his desk. He has a funny look about him, sitting straight up with a odd smile on his face.

Burrows: You busy?

Peaches opens his mouth.

Peaches: No, come on in…. OH GOD!

He smiles and moans a bit.

Burrows: Are you ok?

Peaches looks at Burrows and smiles and shakes his head.

Peaches: What… can I do.. For you?

Burrows looks around, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Burrows: I was just wondering what you were thinking with the asylum match this week.

Peaches: Oh yeah, that’s it. Just like that.

Burrows looks around again.

Burrows: Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Peaches then hits his desk with his palms.

Peaches: OH GOD YES! OH GOD!

Burrows: Dude, what the fuck is wrong….

Burrows didn’t even get to finish his statement. Skull Daze comes out from under the GM’s desk, wiping his mouth off. Skull Daze sees Burrows, and he looks as if he has seen a ghost.

Burrows: I fucking knew it.

Skull Daze hides his face and runs out of the new GM’s office.

Peaches: Anyway, you were saying?

Burrows watches Skull Daze run out, and then looks back at Peaches.

Burrows: What were thinking with this asylum match this week? You know that you now have two enemies in Jinx and Requiem.

Peaches: Oh trust me boss man, the amount of pleasure they have getting back at me will not even come close to the amount of pleasure I get from watching their match.

Burrows looks disgusted.

Burrows: Please tell me you mean that in a way that it will be an amazing match with a ton of action.

Peaches: Oh they will be action all right. But, there will be more action in my pants than there will be in that ring.

Burrows: Why in the fuck did I decided to hire you?

Burrows laughs.

Peaches: Maybe you are hiding something?

Burrows: Oh trust me Peaches, if I did, I could much better than you.

That offended Peaches. Burrows gets up and leaves the office as the scene fades.



Tag-Team Match
Crimson Skull and Hallow Wicked vs. Twilight Rayn and Porter MaCleod

Samantha: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a hardcore rules tag team match up. Introducing first, Twilight Rayn

'Are You Afraid' is heard around the arena. as the keys of a piano begins to play. After the first break the lights dim and power down like there is a power outage. and the spotlight shins on the entrance where we see Twilight Rayn, playing the piano. As the question is heard again "Are you Afraid?" before Twilight stands up away from the piano and begins he walk down the steel ramp. the words "Only Afraid of Losing!" is heard before Twilight rolls into the ring.

Eric Mark: Twilight Rayn has hit a ruff patch as of late, really started when he lost the One Shot to Troy Gafgen. Let’s see if he can get himself out of this slump with the help of Porter MaCleod

Alex Horn: I don’t know what’s going on with this fang banger, but he better snap it soon

As Twilight Rayn stands in the ring waiting for his partner to come to the ring, Eric Evans walks on stage with a microphone in hand.

Evans: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am so…appalled to have to announce that there has been an accident, involving Porter MacLeod.

Twilight Rayn begins to get a worried look on his face and rage at the same time. The crowd gasps and looks at each other.

Evans: We have this footage of the accident…viewers beware, this is some very graphic and gruesome footage.

The camera looks onto the tron and we see Porter Macleod walking around backstage in Evans’ office. He is whistling while he is walking. He walks by the desk and catches his toe on the corner of it. He falls to the ground instantly.

Porter: FUCK!!

Evans: My god, Mac. Are you alright?

Porter: FUCK!!

Evans: Can you move at all?

Porter: FUCK!!

Evans: GET ME SOME MEDICS IN HERE, PRONTO!!

The scene switches to Porter MacLeod being loaded into the back of an ambulance with a very over-sized cast on his foot where he stubbed his toe. They even have the oxygen mask on him.

Evans: Don’t you worry about a thing Porter, we’ve got you covered for that match. You don’t have to worry about Rayn not having a partner, it was so humble of you to make sure you had a replacement. I wish you to a speedy recovery, Mac.

Eric: Who knew that a piece of furniture would be the drastic downfall of Porter MacLeod.

Alex: This is fucking genius, man.

The camera now switches back to Twilight Rayn who is livid in the ring. Evans stands on the stage with a big smile on his face.

Evans: Without further ado, I introduce to you, Twilight Rayn’s partner….

“Dirty Diamonds” by Alice Cooper begins to play over the tron as smoke billows on the ramp. When the music changes speed we see Percy Diamond run onto the stage. The crowd begins laughing hysterically and cheering frantically as Percy runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. He begins air boxing towards Skull and Wicked who seem to be equally amused as the crowd. Twilight just looks on with a scoff at Percy.

Alex: OH THAT IS SOME FUNNY SHIT, RIGHT HERE!

Eric: Percy hasn’t wrestled a match in 20 years. He hasn’t won one in 30.

The crowd starts a chant directed at Twilight Rayn.

CROWD: YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP!

Alex: And yet again, it just goes to show that you don’t fuck with Clan MacLeod.

Samantha: And their opponents. Introducing first, making his return to Wrestling Unplugged, GIVE IT UP FOR HALLOW WICKED!!!

When the beginning of The Serpentine Offering starts, the lights go out and show complete darkness. Then the path lights up blue and fog starts to rise from the walk way. When the music hits, the lights come back on, but they are blood red. Hallow Wicked steps out from behind the entrance curtain and steps onto the stage with his trench coat on. He looks around at his crowd for a few seconds. He walks down the ramp when the words start in the song, and on he stops half way and looks at a selective few fans and smiles at them. When he gets to the ring, he takes off his trench coat and looks up the ramp way and awaits his next victim

Samantha: And finally, his partner, making his debut here in Wrestling Unplugged I give you the Crimson King himself…CRIMSON SKULL!!!

A child’s voice is heard singing this line.

“A tisket, a tasket, the scarecrow’s out his casket.

Turn out the lights and lock the door, praying that he passes”

It pauses for a moment and then a green lightning bolt hits the entrance ramp out of nowhere. The music starts.

“A vision of the dead in the inbred backwoods, mother fucker born inside a tool shed, Momma never loved me never paid me no attention.”

At this time Skull emerges from the backstage area, walking with his scythe in hand.

“Daddy was a rapist, thirty years upstate Fulton County Prison. And I was raised by my own will, surviving off of scraps and bones, bear traps and road kill. Spending my days and my nights all alone, and my mind is gone, there’s something wrong with my dome. They should have put me in the tomb, I didn’t ask for this life, when they cut me out the womb with a dull pocket knife. Now I walk with a scythe and a murderous ability, a corn-fed mother fucker filled with hostility.”

At this time he stands at the ringside, looking to the fans for a moment. He places the scythe against the ring post and begins up the steps.

“Cracked out and I’m gone off that moonshine, 180 proof wine, made from a musk a dime. Out in these corn fields, learning all these reaper skills. Swinging, slicing, chopping, dicing, country boy born to kill.”

He enters the ropes and straightens out the sleeves of his trench coat, pulling it off, sleeve by sleeve.

“A demon spawn, the child of a bastard son, Seven born at seven and the seventh child fathered one. Soul black, full of pain. Bodies in the field, blood pouring like rain. A demon spawn, the child of a bastard son, Seven born at seven and the seventh child fathered one. Soul black, full of pain. Bodies in the field, blood pouring like rain.”

Once he has removed his trench coat, he slowly takes off his hat. The music goes on and fades away as Skull slowly raises his arms high above his head. He looks up, to the heavens apparently and then slowly brings his arms back down. Once he does this he points to a ring post and a lightning bolt strikes it. He does this to the next ring post, the next one, and the next one, until all the ring posts have been struck by the lightning. Once this is done, he throws his arms up quickly, sending all four posts up in a green flame.

Eric Mark: The Crimson King is here Lex, and he looks pumped for this match. His return to wrestling at Thankful Sins was the surprise of the night.

Alex Horn: Fucker knows how to make an entrance I’ll give him that, but it’s been months since anyone see Crimson Skull inside a wrestling ring. Rust added up E and Crimson Skull looks to have a ton building.

As the bell sounds out, both Percy tries to tag Rayn in, But Rayn points at Skull. Percy shakes his head no, Rayn yells at Percy and Percy meets Skull with his head dropped down and Crimson Skull stand across the ring from one another, beginning to circle each other slowly as they size up the other man. It is Skull who runs in first, locking up with Percy briefly only to be overpowered and tossed into a side headlock. As Percy locks the move in tightly, Skull repeatedly smashes his fist into Percy's ribcage to get him to break the whole. Percy obliges him by launching him into the ropes. As Skull returns Percy flattens him with a quick lariat as the fans fill the arena with their excitement.

Eric Mark: Ha Ha Ha Never thought I would be saying this but Percy is making Crimson Skull eat canvas already.

Alex Horn: Crimson Skull equals rust, like I said.

Crimson Skull rolls out of the ring to catch his bearings, and Percy begins to taunt him, sticking his tong out and that childish style of taunts. Crimson Skull flips Percy the bird, then runs around the ring as Percy rolls out and begins to chase him. As Skull rolls into the ring, Percy grabs his leg, but Skull kicks Percy in the face, rolls into the ring and then jumps over the top rope and ala Undertaker crashing down on Percy! Percy hits the floor hard and Skull immediately follows as their respective partners look on from their corners. Percy lifts his hands and immediately begins cradling the back of his head as Crimson Skull pushes himself up on all fours and inches his way back towards the ring. But instead of getting up he opts to slide underneath the ring and return with two trash can lids. He then pops back to his feet and turns back to a struggling Percy. As Percy uses the announce table to lift himself up Skull nails him over the head with one lid and quickly follows up with the other, dropping Percy back to the floor. Skull poses for the crowd and doesn't notice Twilight Rayn closing in from behind him with a steel chair in hand. Rayn nails Skull over the back of the head with the chair and Skull crashes to the ground! Hallow Wicked rushes Rayn but Rayn nails him in the head with the chair as well! Rayn raises the chair in the air and the crowd goes ballistic!

Eric Mark: Rayn just cleaned house!

With Wicked down, Rayn begins laying the boots to him quickly as Percy makes his way back to his feet. Percy stalks over to the ring and slides back in under the bottom rope stumbles but gets his feet togther. He looks to be headed back to the center but pauses for a moment, looking around. He spots a stumbling Crimson Skull outside the ring and heads back to the ropes, reaching over them to grabs Skull by the hair. Skull climbs on to the apron and Percy grabs the shoulders of Skull and gets the Big man over the ropes and into the ring and Percy looks like he is amazed at what he has done, even throws thumbs up as Rayn casually tosses the chair in to him. Percy retrieves the chair and sits down, while Rayn screams for him to use it on Skull. Percy gets up and folds the chair looking at Rayn for advice and he stares down at Crimson Skull for a moment before raising the chair high and smacking Skull straight across the back! Skull drops to the ground, clutching at his spine! Percy drives the chair into his back a few more times then holds the chair in the air, winding up for a power shot to Skull's back! Percy then drops the chair and shakes his head as if he did something wrong

Alex Horn: Look's like Percy’s about to put Crimson Skull out of commission…AGAIN!

Out of nowhere, Wicked super kick’s the chair into Percy's face! Rayn looks confused!

Eric Mark: Rayn wasn't watching Hallow Wicked like he should've been and Percy just paid for that mistake!

Rayn slides into the ring and rushes Wicked, but Skull is playing possum! He sets up and gets to his feet and grabs Rayn‘s throat, he gets him up and drives him down with a deadly chock slam! Rayn falls back-first onto the chair! Skull looks down at Rayn, Crimson Skull begins to smile!

Eric Mark: That can't be good.

Skull tells Wicked to prop up Rayn, Wicked complies as Crimson Skull stands tall, then charges with all his force, cocks back and looks to be ready to take Rayn’s head off

Alex Horn: Twilight Rayn is about to die!

Just as Skull is about to come down on his head, Rayn rolls over, dragging Wicked into Skull's path! Skull takes Wicked‘s head right off with a deadly looking clothesline from hell! Rayn immediately hits the True Blood on Crimson Skull and goes for the cover!

1!

2!

Crimson Skull gets a shoulder up!

Eric Mark: I think Skull took Wicked out of the match for good!

Wicked rolls out of the ring, clutching the back of his head. Just as Hallow Wicked rolls out, Percy rolls in, his face covered in his own blood due to Wicked's super kick earlier in the match.

Eric Mark: Percy ain't right! He looks drunk!

Alex Horn: I’ll bet 20 bucks he is drunk, has to be to replace Porter

Percy falls down to a knee, looking at the mat. He touches his hand to his head, then looks at the blood now covering his hand.

Eric Horn: What the hell is he doing?

The camera zooms in close on Percy head, revealing a six inch gash, spanning from his right brow to the start of his hairline.

Alex Horn: I think I'm gonna puke!

Eric Mark: I think I can see his skull! It‘s only a matter of time before Percy goes down with a heart attack, look at his face, its beat red! Not to mention the blood

Percy stumbles towards Rayn, who catches him and looks at him, his eyes growing wide with horror when he sees the gash in Percy's skull! Crimson Skull seizes the opportunity, grabs both of their heads, and smashes them into each other! Percy screams in pain and falls backwards out of the ring, while Rayn just stumbles backwards. Crimson Skull rushes him and clotheslines him out of the ring! Rayn lands on his feet, reaches in to grab one of Skull's legs, but Skull trips over the hand and stumbles over the top rope crashing down on top of Twilight Rayn who did his best to catch the giant monster, but Rayn’s legs gave out

Alex Horn: Damn! Rayn and Skull have to be down and out after that crash of bodies

On the other side of the ring, Wicked groggily stands up, picks up Percy, and rolls him into the ring.

Eric Mark: Is Percy even alive? He is up there in age.

Wicked drags Percy over to the corner, places his head on the bottom turnbuckle, looks at Rayn who is leaning against the rails watching, and Wicked smiles before he begins to stomp away!

Alex Horn: That ain't even necessary, Percy's already down and out

Eric Mark: Death‘s Embrace, and Rayn is too busy with Skull to help Percy out!

Hallow Wicked finishes the move, then drags him to the center of the ring and goes for the pin.

1….

2….

Rayn rushes into the ring to break it up, but Crimson Skull pulls him back out and drops Rayn with the Hellhound Slam!

3!

Crimson Skull and Hallow Wicked win!

Eric Mark: What a match and—

Before Eric can even finish his sentence the lights around the arena fade to black.

Alex Horn: Uh-oh, this can’t be good…

We can just about make out the four competitors in the ring for a moment before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers before the oddly sweet voice of a monk blasts across the PA system..

The Crimson King has returned
To bad there is already a king in power
A stronger King
A more ruthless King
A deadly King
A king filled with Sorrow!


Boondox-Torn Possession suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and the fans in the arena go absolutely wild, both booing and cheering the WU champion’s theme

I can hear the devil callin but I can't find a way.
I can feel myself fallin but I can't find my way.
Angels in my ear tellin me don't 'let go.'
Demons in my ear tellin me to LET GO!
When I'm fightin for my soul and they both want control.

A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness but revealing nothing but an empty stage. More spotlights pan around the arena focusing on the entrance stage where Requiem normally makes his entrance only to find the Sorrow isn’t there either. The cameras suddenly cut back to the ring however as the lights come back on to see Twilight Rayn lying face down on the mat and Requiem with Hallow Wicked on his feet

Eric Mark: Wait, what the hell?! WHERE DID REQUIEM COME FROM!?

Alex Horn: Doesn’t matter where he came from E, all that matters is what happens next...

Eric Mark: Eulogy! Requiem just dropped Hallow Wicked with the Eulogy!

Alex Horn: We all saw Requiem being in a piss poor mood with the match happening with Jinx his little buddy, but now it looks like this monster is on a rampage!

Requiem stands over the fallen body of Wicked and like a replay of Thankful Sins Requiem and Crimson Skull stand face to face.

Eric Mark: These two are the biggest monsters WU has seen

Crimson Skull doesn’t back down and the two are nose to nose. Requiem brings a mic to his face

Requiem: Crimson Skull…

Crimson Skull smacks the mic from Requiem’s hands and the two break off into a fury of punches both men just really digging at each other. Officials rush to the ring t o try to stop these two monster’s but nothing seems to be working.

Eric Mark: Hell has broken lose!

The monsters begin to beat each other down to the matt, the officials jump on to the pile, when suddenly there is another blackout

Alex Horn: I’m getting fucking sick of this lights out bullshit!

A single lightening bolt crashes down into the ring, propping the lights on and we see the body of officials laid out all over the ring, and Requiem standing there alone

Eric Mark: Where the hell did Crimson Skull go?

Alex Horn: I have no idea, but that fucking kicked ass!



The scene opens up in an airport. It is late at night and the departures board says that the next flight leaves at midnight. The camera pans the scene looking for another sign of life before seeing a man leaning back in his seat, attempting to get some rest. He is wearing a dark grey hooded sweater with an old ACW shirt on underneath. On the table in front of him rests a bottle of Pepsi and a plane ticket. The ticket reveals that we are at the Toronto International Airport and this man is on the 12AM flight to Tokyo, Japan. Suddenly the man opens his eyes and grins at the camera.

Chris Caliber: Interesting. I assume that you are from Wrestling Unplugged, yes, I see the logo on the camera. Well let me just say that it's been a long time for me. I haven't had a real match since April, and I haven't been in front of a camera since June. I thought myself retired, but I guess you can never really retire in this business. But I felt this offer was just too good to pass up. You see, in all my experience, and all my fame, there is one thing that I truly regret. And that is not wrestling in Japan. You see, here in Canada, wrestling is a tradition. We understand the art of professional wrestling like no other country in the world, which is why every great wrestler you see from Canada spent time in Japan. All of my idols, Bret and Owen Hart, Chris Jericho, and Chris Benoit, had been to Japan and come out some of the best wrestlers the world has ever seen. Now there are others, such as Edge & Christian, who didn't need to go to Japan to be successful, but as good as they are on the mic, they just can't compare to those other four in the ring. That is what Japan does for you. I've never been lost when it comes to cutting a great promo, and I don't think that I'm too horrible in the ring either, but in Japan I want to take myself to the next level. It has long been said, that if you can make it in Japan you can make it anywhere in the world. Well I hope that being made everywhere else will help make me in Japan, because if anyone knows respect it's the Japanese. I respect their culture, and I respect their history, and I will be respected in return. They may not like everything I have to say when I get out in that ring, but they damn sure will respect The Canadian Charisma, and if not, well they'll have to live with the consequences

Caliber reaches to the table and takes his Pepsi. He takes a swig and gets to his feet. A voice comes over the PA, stating that boarding for the direct flight from Toronto to Tokyo is now boarding. Caliber grabs his luggage and with one last grin at the camera he walks on to the boarding station



Three Way Match
One Shot Championship
CJ Gates vs. Laura Seton vs. Troy Gafgen ©

Eric Mark: One Shot time, folks! And what a match this is gonna be!

Alex Horn: Yeah, it’s not too often I look forward to a match unless there’s all chicks involved but this one I just can’t wait to start!

Samantha: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our One Shot championship match! The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WU One Shot Championship!

Alex Horn: I just fuckin’ marked like I’ve never marked before!

Eric Mark: Goddamn right!

Samantha: Introducing first. He is Mr. Go Big or Go Home…GIVE IT UP FOR THE UNDEFEATED…CJ GATES!!!

The lights dim down slightly as "Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play throughout the arena. After a few moments, C.J. Gates steps out from the back wearing his wrestling attire, custom "GO BIG OR GO HOME" T-shirt, and his black cowboy hat. He rushes out to the top of the ramp and pauses, looking out over the crowd before somewhat quickly making his way down the ramp to the ring. He climbs up the steel steps and between the top and middle rope - making sure not to knock off his hat. He bounces around the ring a few times before settling down and removing his cowboy hat and t-shirt, getting ready for action.

Eric Mark: And here is the future of Wrestling Unplugged CJ Gates, he has definitely earned his place among some of the best we’ve ever seen here

Alex Horn: I’m gonna go ahead and agree with you on that one. The man has definitely done his thing in the ring. You seen how he flew off the balcony last week? Crazy! I wouldn’t wanna get in the ring with him.

Eric Mark: You wouldn’t wanna get in the ring with any of these men.

Samantha: And introducing next. Give it up for LAURA SETON!

The opening strain of "Wild Thing" plays and as the song actually starts up, Laura comes out from behind the curtains in a navy blue tracksuit. Holding a cocky smirk, she slowly walks halfway down the ramp before going into a slight crouch. After holding for a second, she explodes upwards, holding her arms out to her sides, head facing straight up. Blasts of red, then white, then blue, then a mix of all three go off as Laura nods in time with each blast. She continues her way to the ring, diving under the bottom rope upon reaching it and jogs over to the, from the TV point of view, far right-hand corner.

"WILD THING!"

She jumps on the middle turnbuckle, holding her arms in an "L" shape taking in the crowd's reaction before hopping down and jogging to the diagonal corner.

"You make my heart sing!"

She jumps on the middle turnbuckle and goes with the "L" sign again, taking in more of the crowd reaction before hopping off and heading for her corner, ripping off the tracksuit in the process revealing her wrestling attire.

"You make everything...groovy!"

She slips a hair tie off her right wrist and ties her hair into a small ponytail then takes out her slim headband and slips that on as well. She slowly paces as the song fades out.

Eric Mark: Impressive kid right here with a bright future in WU. She stole my heart that’s for sure.

Alex Horn: She would, with her tomboy attitude, fruitcake

Samantha: And finally. He is the current One Shot Champion, with one defense under his belt…Give it up for the HARDCORE MVP…TROY GAFGEN!!!

Perfect Insanity hits and the arena goes pitch black. We then see smoke from the entrance ramp. Then red pyro explode and Troy Gafgen walks out from the curtain. He waves to the fans and slaps some of the fans hands as he walks down to the ring. He then goes into the ring and raises his arms which sets off more pyro as the crowd cheers him.

The camera makes it’s way to the ramp where Troy Gafgen hands over the One Shot championship belt to the referee as Weener waits patiently for the match to begin, pacing in the far left corner of the ring as the other men take their time getting to where they need to be. As Weener hands the belt off to be placed on the announce table and the bell signals the match’s start CJ Gates spins around and lays Laura out flat with a lariat! As he does so, Gafgen comes to life and charges across the ring, headed straight for Gates who surprises him with a spine buster right off the bat! Meanwhile, Laura pops back to her feet. Laura and Gates stare one another down in the middle of the ring for a moment with Gates talking trash at Laura who offers her hand out to lock up. Gates accepts the first hand slowly, locking his fingers with Laura’s but as Laura offers up the second hand Gates catches her with a forearm to the face that has her staggering backwards a few steps. Gates hits her with another forearm shot before grabbing her by the arm and whipping her against the ropes but Laura comes flying back off the ropes and takes Gates down with a giant leaping clothesline that catches Gates by surprise. Laura runs the ropes again as Gates gets back up and drops her with a running neck breaker before running toward the corner and beginning the climb the ropes but Gates quickly rolls to his feet and leaps up after Laura, grabbing her off the second rope and dropping her back down to the mat with a double-knee backbreaker. Gates quickly makes the cover, hooking Laura’s leg.

ONE…

TWO…

Troy Gafgen breaks up the three count!

Alex Horn: CJ Gates coming with fire already!

Eric Mark: That’s CJ Gates for you. Always the opportunist and he’s made no bones about how badly he wants that One Shot Championship

Alex Horn: Hey, I was wondering something. Do you think that belt is real Platinum and gold?

Gafgen grabs Gates head and hauls him to his feet, only to Snapmare him back down to the mat. Troy Gafgen backs up and bounces off the ropes, smashing both boots into the face of Gates upon his return. Laura thrusts herself back into the action, climbing the turnbuckle and flying into the air with a surprise cross body. Gafgen quickly snatches her out of the air and hits Laura with a scoop slam! He then flips Laura onto her stomach and locks on a vicious Boston crab submission as everyone looks on in anticipation. But before he is able to do much damage Gates runs off the ropes and drop kicks Gafgen dead in the head. Gates then drags Gafgen back to his feet and throws him into the corner. Gates rushes across the ring with a spear against the ring post but Gafgen scouts it and side steps quickly, avoiding the attack and causes Gates to crash head first into the ring post, giving Gafgen the opportunity to get off a quick reverse neck breaker! But not to be counted out, Laura connects with a dropkick, knocking Gafgen into the ropes. But her momentum bounces her off the ropes and propels her back into Gafgen with a clothesline so hard that Laura does a 360 spin in the air before hitting the mat! Troy Gafgen wastes no time going for a pin!

ONE…

TWO…

TH….

A leg drop from Gates stops the count!

Eric Mark: This is gonna be a tough match to win. Whenever one star may think he or she has it won another one could quite possibly come out of nowhere and prove him wrong!

Alex Horn: And they definitely will! It’s for the One Shot Championship! A belt when defended 5 times, can be cashed in for a WU championship shot. Any one here could win, get the defense and even enter the Psycho Circus Death Match, lose the match yet still cash in the belt and get a rematch right after the Circus match!

Gafgen whips Gates to the ropes and catches him as he rebounds with a knee to the gut, attempting to pull him in to an abdominal stretch but Gates fights it off with elbow shots repeatedly to the side of the head. Gates attempts a front face lock but Gafgen still has the wherewithal to push him off toward the ropes. Gates comes back off the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Gafgen ducks it and Gates stops mid-ring, grabbing Gafgen from behind as he raises his head again and drops him to the mat with a neck breaker. He rolls back to his feet again waiting for Gafgen to get back up again before whipping him to the corner and charging in after him, grabbing his head as he rebounds off the turnbuckles chest first and leaping up and over the ropes, pulling Gafgen’s head and neck down over the ropes as he goes to the outside, landing on his feet on the outside but causing Gafgen’s head to snap back violently.

Alex Horn: Oh! I felt that all the way over here!

Eric Mark: Troy Gafgen’s gonna be feeling that one in the morning for sure!

Gates quickly begins to head towards the carnage he’s just created outside of the ring but Laura is right there to meet him, springing herself off the ropes and taking Gates down with a quick Hurracarana. She follows up by bouncing off the second rope and landing across Gates with a beautiful Lionsault. Gates and Laura both struggle back to their feet and Laura unleashes a right hand that sends Gates straight back down again. Laura grabs the head of Gates to pull him back to his feet attempting to set up for the Modified Jawbreaker but Gates battles with everything he has to get out of it, planting Laura with an elbow to the jaw that staggers her backwards. Gates seizes the opportunity to grab Laura from behind and apply the wristlock before popping her hips and throwing Laura over backwards in a German Supplex. With the wristlock still applied Gates pulls Laura back to her feet again before changing position on the hold and grabbing Laura, launching her overhead with a Tiger Supplex instead. Once again Gates keeps hold of the hold, pulling a weary looking Laura back up a third time and swapping the hold again, lifting Laura up and dropping her on to the back of her head with a snap variation of the high-angle back-supplex.

Alex Horn: CJ Gates may be an egotistical bastard but you gotta admit that he knows how to handle himself in the ring!

Eric Mark: Yes, it’s never been denied that Gates is a great athlete

Outside the ring, Gafgen climbs to his feet, shaking some of the cobwebs away before he slides back into the ring under the bottom rope. He then stealthy makes his way towards an unsuspecting Gates and spins him around, tossing him over his head with a belly to bell supplex! Gates barely smacks the mat before Gafgen is on him once again with a standing moonsault. With a sudden burst of energy, Gafgen climbs back to his feet, pulling Gates with him by a fist full of hair. Gafgen runs half way across the ring before bouncing Gates’s head off the mat with a bulldog! As he rolls back to his feet, Laura flies cross the ring with an attempted clothesline that Gafgen dodges just in time. Gafgen whips Laura to the turnbuckles and follows up with a massive clothesline that nearly takes her off her feet. He backs off in to the corner to set up charging across the ring to attempt the move again but Gates leaps on the apron, on to the top rope and comes flying off with a Jumping back kick that staggers the hardcore MVP in the corner.

Eric Mark: Son of a…Where the hell did Gates come from?

Gates charges back across the ring as Gafgen gets back to his feet and leaps up, crashing in to Gafgen in the corner with a knee to the jaw. He grabs Gafgen by the head and pulls him out of the corner, reaching out his free arm and leveling Laura with a clothesline at the same time as dropping Gafgen to the mat with a leapfrog bulldog. Gates pulls both stars in to position before walking over to the ropes and spring boarding first off the second rope, then leaping up and spring boarding off the top rope before throwing himself backwards and coming crashing down on top of both men with a Double Springboard Moonsault straight into a pin!

ONE…

TWO…

THR…

Gafgen barely kicks out!

Eric Mark: Holy shit that was close! We almost saw a new One Shot Champion right there!

Alex Horn: Don’t worry. He WILL be the winner.

Gates slaps the mat in frustration before pulling Gafgen back to his feet. Gates doubles over Gafgen with a knee to the gut before grabs both of his arms, attempting to hook them behind his back but Gafgen continues to attempt to fight out of the hold so Gates delivers a knee repeatedly to the face to stop him before grabbing both of his arms and hooking them behind his back. He attempts to lift Gafgen up for a Powerdriver but Gafgen continues to struggle so rather than continue in the move Gates instead brings both his knees up in to Gafgen’s face dropping him down to the mat before getting back to his feet and walking across to the ropes, ducking under the middle rope and standing on the apron waiting for Gafgen to get back up. As Gafgen struggles back to his feet Gates leaps to the top rope, spring boarding across the ring connecting with a Hurracarana sending Gafgen crashing backwards through the ropes to the outside. Gafgen is visibly cradling his lower back after he makes contact with the hard floor. Gates looks outside of the ring, somewhat satisfied, but not completely as he leaps to the top rope and without thinking takes off with a Whisper in the Wind But Gafgen puts his legs up! Gafgen then reaches up and smacks Gates’s face off the announce table! Gates is suddenly seen cradling his nose with both hands as blood begins to seep between his fingers. Using the announce table for leverage, Gafgen gets back to a standing position and nails Gates with a Mawashi-Geri Kick. He then collects a dazed Gates and throws him back into the ring.

Eric Mark: And the tables have turned once again as Troy Gafgen returns to the ring along with CJ Gates.

Alex Horn: Where the hell is Seton?

Eric Mark: Still laid out perhaps?

Alex Horn: Nope! There she goes!

With Laura prone Gafgen charges at her but Seton ducks and pulls the top rope down and Gafgen’s momentum carries him crashing to the outside of the ring. Seton points down at Gafgen on the outside and attempts to get the fans fired up, running the ropes only to have Gates pull down the ropes on the opposite side so Laura goes crashing out of the ring to join Gates on the ground below. Gates delivers several kicks to the head and neck area of Laura before pulling her to the feet and locking in the front face lock, elevating her up in a vertical supplex that he delays for a few seconds before Laura around in mid-air and dropping her down to the ground and catching her with front face lock as he falls and dropping him chin first across Gate’s shoulder in a modified diamond cutter. The level of noise in the arena heightens with every blow exchanged. Once again, Gafgen manages to drag himself back into the ring. As Gates turns to face him, Gafgen hits him with a spinning crescent kick, following up with a cradle DDT. Gafgen continues to keep the pressure on as he yanks Gates to his feet. In a matter of seconds Gates goes right back down after Gafgen plants him back into the mat with a perfectly executed Michinoku Driver, a move that, after having hit the floor outside several times tonight, takes it’s toll on him as well. He falls back onto the mat, breathing hard and trying to regain his composure. All three tars slowly struggle back up again but it’s Laura who gets the first shot in, leveling Gates with a right hand before being knocked down herself by Gafgen. Troy pulls Laura back to her feet and whips her to the ropes, following in with a clothesline that flattens Laura up against the turnbuckles. Gafgen grabs Laura and lifts her in to a seated position on the top turnbuckle, climbing up after her and setting up for a Superplex across the ring, climbing all the way to the top rope before pulling Laura to her feet. Gate charges across however and nails Gafgen with a shot to the back, climbing the ropes to the middle and grabbing Gafgen around the waist. Gates pops his hips with everything he has left, launching Gafgen across the ring with a second-rope German Supplex but Gafgen is still holding on to Laura who gets pulled down as well in a massive Superplex. All three stars bodies crash to the mat as the fans go wild.

Eric Mark: And there are bodies everywhere!

Alex Horn: Man, what the hell?! They need to stop playing around and let somebody win! I wanna know who’s going home with that goddamn title!

All three stars are down once again, but a resourceful Troy Gafgen drapes his arm over Laura Seton and Weener begins a count!

ONE…

TWO…

Gates breaks up the count!

Eric Mark: Even though that was unsuccessful that was some quick thinking on Gafgen’s part!

Alex Horn: Quick thinking?! I thought he was noble! He’s not supposed to be sneaking like that!

CJ Gates drags Gafgen to his feet and chops him hard across the chest. But not one to be outdone Gafgen gives him a taste of his own medicine. The two men stand in the middle of the ring exchanging strike after strike before Gafgen finally explodes with a Northern-Lights Supplex! He falls into the corner after the move but Gate lies stretched in the center of the ring, completely incapacitated. Rolling Gates face down onto the mat, Gafgen uses one arm to wrench Gates’s neck, then fully hems Gate up with a Camel Clutch! The fans go wild as Gates struggles to free himself from the devastating move. Gates struggles to hold on and keep himself in the game just as Laura locks on a sleeper hold to Gafgen, dragging him off of Gates! Troy Gafgen, though, uses quickly thinking and flips Laura over is head, switching to a ¾ neck breaker in the center of the ring! Howling in pain, Laura quickly rolls away from the scene and outside of the ring as Gafgen grabs for her to no avail. But with Gates down on the mat Gafgen points to the top rope to a massive pop from the fans and begins to climb the ropes but Gates reaches out, kicking the referee in to the ropes to cause Gafgen to lose his balance. Rather than falling and crouching himself on the ropes however Gafgen seems to get his foot caught in the ropes as he falls, hanging upside down in a modified Tree Of Woe and unable to get himself free. Gates gets back to his feet, kicking the prone and helpless Gafgen repeatedly in the side of the head as the fans count along...

ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE…

Finally Weener gets in front of him to cause the break and Gates backs off, running the ropes as Weener attempts to free Gafgen from his sick predicament planting a dropkick to the side of Gafgen’s head that finally causes enough momentum to free his legs and Gafgen’s whole body flops to the mat. The fans go wild as Gates leaps to the top rope and flies into the air crashing down on Gafgen with a Moonsault! He hooks the leg…

ONE…

TWO…

THR…no!

Laura Seton is there to break up the count!

Eric Mark: And now it’s CJ Gates with another close one!

Completely livid at Laura’s interference, Gates sends her flying into the corner with a swift uppercut to the chin. Gates then levels a now standing Gafgen with a spinning wheel kick before staggering back to his feet and dropping Gafgen again with a Powerdriver as Gafgen gets back up. Gafgen quickly scrambles up again and Gates leaps up, planting both feet to the chest and knocking him back down with a dropkick. Without waiting for him to get back up again Gates charges at Gafgen, punting him in the top of the head with a soccer style kick before grabbing him by the neck and pulling him back up again. He delivers three consecutive knees to the face of Gafgen before leaping up and bringing his face down across Gate’s knee with a Face breaker, reaching up and grabbing Gafgen under the arm and around the neck with one arm on either side of his body before leaping forward, driving Gafgen’s back down across his knee with a Backbreaker. He holds on again, pulling Troy back up again and slamming him down as hard as he can with a leaping side slam before rolling in to the cover.

ONE…

TWO…

Kickout!

Gates flips to his feet once again and is met with a dropkick to the knee by Laura. Seton then gives the other knee the same treatment before finishing Gates off with a elbow to the face. Laura then drops Gafgen with a modified chin-breaker before grabbing him by the legs and dragging him in to position to finish him off. She drops Gafgen with The Perfection, and She doesn’t look done there as she pats the top turnbuckle much to the fans delight and begins to climb but Gafgen gets back to his feet and rushes the ropes, climbing up in the blink of an eye and setting Laura up for the a super Mental Breakdown but Laura begins to fight it off, hammering Gafgen in the back repeatedly before pushing him off the ropes. Gafgen hits the mat and rolls under the bottom rope, falling down to the floor on the outside as Laura gets back to her feet and looks down at Gafgen on the outside as the fans begin to chant for Laura to pull something big off. Laura steadies herself on the top rope but Gates comes from absolutely nowhere, spring boarding off the top rope and grabbing Laura around the neck pulling him down to the mat with a Frankensteiner. But just then, Gafgen climbs up onto the apron, grabbing Laura by the hair and yanking her away from Gates. He then pulls hard, slipping Laura up on the ropes and sending her crashing into the steel staircase below! And leaving Gates crashing off the ropes to the mat, Gates bounces right back up, as The loud sound of Laura’s head smacking against the metal causes the crowd to engage in an infamous “HOLY SHIT!” chant and leaving Gates and Gafgen on the top rope alone!

Eric Mark: Oh my God! This is it! Gafgen’s going for a super Mental Breakdown!

Alex Horn: What?! NO! NO! GATES!!! NOOOOOO!!!!

Gates reverse the move on the top rope and powerbomb Gafgen straight down to the matt, Without waiting another second Gates leaps into the air and connects with the Gatecrasher! He hooks the leg!

One…

Two…

Three…

Eric Mark: CJ Gates pulled it off!

Samantha: And here is your winner…And NEW ONE SHOT CHAMPION…CJ GATES!!!



Luther Savage is standing on stage of his last show. The crowd in Chicago is fucking huge. From where Luther is standing you can’t see where the crowd ends. He is performing his heart out. He has the crowd hanging onto every word he says. His last song comes on, and the crowd goes crazy. “The Final Call” begins to play over the speakers. Luther pours his heart onto this song. Luther is the kind of guy who wears his emotions on his sleeves. The crowd is rapping along with Luther while he finishes up the song. The song cuts off, and the crowd gets even louder. Luther looks at the crowd, taken back by the way they react. Luther Savage begins to speak to the crowd.

Luther Savage: I want to thank all of you guys. You made me what I am today, and without you I would be nothing. So I thank you with all of my heart. As you know this is my last show.

The crowd chants “don’t go.” Luther puts his finger to his lips, and tries to signal for the crowd to settle down. They start too, but Luther signals for them to get rowdy again. The crowd gets loud again, and they start the chant up.

Luther Savage: Yes, I know you don’t want me to leave. I have been on top of the music game for too long now. I need to move on with something else. As everyone has heard I have signed a contract with a wrestling company. Everyone knows my first love was wrestling, and I will be going to it. So check me out in the WU, and let’s make this company the biggest thing in the world. Well, nothing is bigger than me. Ya’ll understand what I’m talking about. Good night you mother fuckers!

The crowd goes crazy with those final words of Luther. He holds his arms up, and he lets the cheers shower him. He walks off the stage, with the lights cutting off. A WU camera man is on the scene backstage. The camera man is a lucky man, being able to get the first shots of the newest WU superstar. Luther looks right into the camera.

Luther Savage: Why hello there Wrestling Unplugged world. This is your boy Luther Savage. No, it is not Randy Savage, Luther Vandross, Lex Luther, or any shit like that. It is Luther Savage the greatest rap star of all time. I will be joining your company. Why am I joining? Look who the fuck I am. I’m the biggest fucking thing in the WORLD right now. None of you mother fuckers got shit on me. Like I told my fans, wrestling was my first love. I use to dig that shit like crazy man. So I got thinking, why don’t I just join a company? Well, lucky for me my homeboy is Jayson Burrows himself. Jay hit me up, and we got the damn thing going. Now I am apart of the WU, and there isn’t a damn thing you mother fuckers can do about it.

A beautiful blonde bombshell walks up to Luther Savage. He hugs her, and he gives her a kiss. It is none other than porn star Carmel Moore. Luther puts his arms over Carmel Moore.

Luther Savage: Right here is one of the top porn stars to walk this Earth. Ladies and gents, mainly gents, well ladies too if you want too, this is the Carmel Moore.

She blows a kiss at the camera and she smiles. She looks back to Luther. She gives him a quick kiss on the lips, and walks away. Luther can’t help but look at the curves Moore has.

Luther Savage: Damn, look at that ass right there. That shit is so fat you can see it from the front. Anyways, what was I saying? Oh yes, so WU I’ll be coming to Tokyo very soon. I know I wasn’t able to get to this week’s event, but I had to finish up this tour. I wanted a small break, before I started to break people’s necks. You know how I roll. I got hoes, bank rolls, and all of that shit.

Luther walks to his dressing room door. On the door is a giant star with his name on it. He looks at it with a smile. He looks back at the camera.

Luther Savage: WU, I hope you are ready for Luther Savage. The world wasn’t ready for me, and that is how I took it over. I hope everyone on the roster is ready for what I’m going to bring to this company.

Luther opens the door to his dressing room. He walks in, and he closes the door. He is a little taken back though. There sits the famous “adult movie” actress Carmel Moore. He looks at her with a puzzled look.

Luther Savage: What the hell are you doing in my dressing room? Wait a second, why the hell are you even backstage? I didn’t know you were coming, so I didn’t add you to the list.

Carmel Moore: I have my ways Luther. You should know about them.

The British bombshell was a lust for sore eyes, if you know what I mean. Her curves would send your car off the cliff if you weren’t paying attention. Luther knew this though. Carmel and Luther had a crazy night a couple months back.

Luther Savage: Well what are you doing here then?

Carmel Moore: Well, you just up and left me that one night. I know what I do in my job, but I’m not use to men just leaving. I am use to men being stuck on me.

Luther Savage: Don’t feel special Carmel, you are in a long line of women I have just got up and left. I don’t get tied up in women. I use women for a night; they use me for a night. I’m a damn rock star, I don’t need that shit.

Carmel Moore: I’m different than those women. I mean, I know what I’m doing when it comes down too it. You aren’t going to find many better than me…

Luther Savage: Damn it, what did I just tell you? You get one night, and that is it. Now, get the hell out of my locker room.

Moore looks in complete shock. Luther opens the door, and he points her out. She stands up slowly, and she begins to walk. She walks out the door, Luther making sure she is completely out. She turns around to Luther.

Carmel Moore: Luther you will reg….

The door is slammed shut right in the face of Carmel Moore. The door was about an inch from her face. Luther walks to where she was sitting. He sits down and he looks in the mirror. It seems to be one of those stares that he is going to think deeply about his life. He smiles to himself.

Luther Savage: Damn I’m a fucking pimp.

You can hear a ruckus outside of his dressing room. The sound seems to be some items being thrown around. Luther looks back, but looks into the mirror again. His cell phone rings. He grabs his Blackberry from his hip. The pulls it out the case, and looks at the screen. He answers the call.

Luther Savage: Hey what’s good my dude?

[Pause]

Yeah man I’m going to be on my way. I just got done with my last show.

[Pause]

I fucking killed it man. That is the way I wanted to go out.

[Pause]

Damn right I’m excited man.

[Pause]

That is funny you say something, I just had to fucking throw a damn chick out my room; these fucking women now and days.

[Pause]

Alright man that sounds good. I’ll hit you up when I land.

[Pause]

Alright my dude peace.

Luther hangs up the phone. He puts the phone back into his phone holder. There is a knock at the door. Luther stands up, and he walks to the door. He opens the door to see his head of security standing there.

Luther Savage: What’s up man, what do you need?

Head of Security: We have those two fans in the front row. They were trying to yank you off, but you told us to take them backstage after the show.

Luther Savage: Oh word.

A redbone girl and a yellow bone girl walk up to Luther. They look really excited to see Luther. They begin to jump up and down with excitement. The redbone girl has on a little black dress. She fills out the dress well. The yellow bone girl has on blue jeans, black shoes, and a black shirt. The yellow bone isn’t as thick as the redbone, but she has eyes that would steal your soul. Both of the women are quiet beautiful.

Luther Savage: So what can I help you ladies with?

The redbone goes to the right side of Luther, and the yellow bone goes to the left side of Luther. They put his arms over their shoulders. Savage has a smile on his face. The scene cuts to black with him shaking his head. The scene opens back with Luther lying in his bed at the hotel. The redbone is lying next too him. Luther wakes up whipping his eyes. He looks to see the redbone. It doesn’t even click that the yellow bone isn’t there. He wakes up, and gets dressed. He washes up and packs his bags. He leaves quietly, trying not to wake the redbone. This is a skill he was quiet skilled at. He gets out of the hotel room without waking her. He walks down the hallway, and down the stairwell of the hotel. He walks to the service desk. The clerk is a young man. Luther already signed an autograph for him when he checked it with the two women.

Clerk: Ok Mr. Savage all we got to do is pay. The hotel owner wants to thank you for spending your nights here. For doing so, we are giving you the room for a discount price. With you coming here our business picked up.

When you are broke you can’t get anything for free, but when you are rich you get everything for free. Luther doesn’t mind it though. He signs a paper, and he pays for the room. He can’t help but wonder where the other girl went. It just hit him.

Luther Savage: Have you seen one of the girls I came here with leave?

Clerk: As a matter of fact I did. She was waiting for you to wake up. She went to get some coffee. She had her bags already packed. She said she was leaving with you.

Luther Savage: Fuck that shit. This is your first lesson, never be locked down by a woman. Is there another way out? Hurry before that crazy fucker comes back.

Clerk: The only other way out is the emergency exit. You can do what my friends do when they come in here and party for free. They jump out the first window out the back way. It isn’t a long jump at all.

Out the corner of Luther’s eye he can see the yellow bone chick coming back with some coffee. He grabs his bags, and he makes a dash. She sees him running.

Yellow Bone: LUTHER! I love you, we need to be together forever!

Luther is already running down the hallway of the hotel. He runs up the stairs as fast as he can. The yellow bone begins to run after him.

Luther Savage: It will never work between us! I will cheat on you!

Yellow Bone: I don’t care, I’m in love with you!

All of the yelling echo throughout the empty stairwell. Savage makes it to the first floor before the girl can make it to the stairs. He sprints down the hallway looking for an already open door. He turns the corner, and the yellow bone girl makes it up the stairs. She begins to sprint now with a straight of way. Savage sees an open door. A hotel employee is cleaning out the door. He runs into the room, and goes for the window.

Yellow Bone: Come back Luther, don’t hide from my love. You need me to hold you down!

Luther is a little slow trying to open the window. It seems to be stuck. He is finally open to open it. There is a screen blocking the way. He takes a step back and he kicks it. It goes flying all the way down to the ground. Savage grabs his bags, and he throws them out the window. The yellow bone finally reaches the door. She begins to run for Luther. Luther is able to hop out the window in one swift movement. She goes to grab him, but she is too late. The fall is a little bit longer than the Clerk had said. Luther hits the ground, but is able to roll. He lies on the ground in pain.

Luther Savage: A small fall my fucking ass. If I ever see that kid again, I’m going to beat that fuckers ass.

Yellow Bone: I LOVE YOU LUTHER! I’m coming down there right now to help you baby!

That is all it takes for Luther to get up quickly. The yellow bone rights out the room and down the hallway. Luther stands up with his bags in his hands. He runs for his limo, a little slower now. The yellow bone is sprinting as hard as she can. A hotel employee pushes out her cleaning cart of a room. The yellow bone runs right into the cart, shit is flying everyone. She falls hard to the ground, but she is able to get up now. She runs to the stairs and down them as fast as she can. Mean while Luther is running to his limo. His limo driver already has the door open. Luther is able to dive into the limo with his bags in hands. His limo driver gets to stepping with moving to the driving seat. The limo driver gets into the limo, and starts it. He begins to pull out the spot. Luther sees the yellow bone chick running to the limo.

Luther Savage: You better fucking floor it, and don’t stop for shit or you are fired.

The yellow bone gets in front of the limo right when the driver floors it. He slams the limo into her, and she rolls on the hood. She falls to the floor. The limo driver slows down, but Luther yells at him. He speeds off. We end the scene with the yellow bone getting up, brushing herself out. People check on her to see if she is okay.





Straightjacket Asylum Match
Jinx vs. Requiem

Eric Mark: Ladies and gentlemen we are about to watch a match between two friends, just for the sick pleasure of the new GM Peaches.

Alex Horn: Told you nothing good would come from a chick with a penis

Eric Mark: I believe Peaches is a full male

Alex Horn: Dude is a female without tits.

Eric Mark: Not only does he have Requiem facing off against Jinx, but the stip it self is just a big mind fuck

Alex Horn: Enter the Straightjacket Asylum Match

Eric Mark: The first in Wrestling Unplugged’s short history, the rules are simple beat your opponent into absolute submission and then strap him into a straightjacket. Sounds simple, doesn’t it?

Alex Horn: Definitely, as long as you complete disregard your opponents urge to win. This match is going to be a down right bloody war, friends or not

Eric Mark: Let’s go to the ring and get this battle underway.

Samantha: Introducing first, he is the current WU Champion…He is the Sorrow, Ladies and gents please give it up for REQUIEM!

The arena lights slowly fade from full light, to dead darkness. Nothing at all can be seen, minus the dancing cigarette lighters in the crowed from the anticipating fans. After but a moment, a distorted voice is heard over the loudspeakers, repeating the following cryptic tongued message.

Nad nehw draeh fo eht noitcerruser fo eht daed, emos dekcom. Rrehto dias; Ew lliw raeh eeht niaga no siht rettam.

A massive explosion follows the tongued sermon as the words to Boondox - Torn Possession kick in. Flames begin to dance upon the stage and the entrance ramp, and the same mysterious fog pours in.

I can hear the devil callin but I can't find a way.
I can feel myself fallin but I can't find my way.
Angels in my ear tellin me don't 'let go.'
Demons in my ear tellin me to LET GO!
When I'm fightin for my soul and they both want control.

The fog fades as the chorus ends. Requiem can now been seen, towering on center stage.

I'm surrounded by the dark become a stranger to the light.
Put all my hopes into the fact that everything will be alright.
But as I sit here crippled nervous in a state of shock.
Times become my enemy I'm staring at a broken clock.
And every hour on the hour some thing strange is taking place.
Apparitions on the wall voices and my soul is raped.
I can't explain it am I burnin' in that fire pit?
Has the devil come to claim what's his for all the times I needed shit?

Requiem, with his head down and his long, grey streaked black hair in his eyes slowly walks from center stage onto the ramp through the fog and the dancing flames.

I tried sleeping but still I could feel it creepin.
Call off the deacon bloods leakin right from the ceilin.
I hear the rain fallin tappin on my window sill.
Shadows crawling babies crying make it all seem surreal.
And what's that tickin in my head.
I know for sure that I ain't dead.
If that's the case then why the fuck am I still sittin in my bed.
I'm tryna scream but no sounds so I'm reachin for the phone.
I need to call some one right now to tell me what's goin on.

Upon the finishing of the last sentence, Requiem comes to the end of the ramp. The view flies by, going left to right to catch the full view of the fog, the flames, and Requiem standing at a standstill.

I can hear the devil callin but I can't find a way.
I can feel myself fallin but I can't find my way.
Angels in my ear tellin me don't 'let go.'
Demons in my ear tellin me to LET GO!
When I'm fightin for my soul and they both want control.

Requiem now turns quickly towards the ring steps. His long, black trench coat flaps from the rapid movement. He makes his way up the steps.

Seven days and nights go by and I ain't seen the fuckin sun.
Layin here surrounded by a priest some crosses and a nun.
Speakin in a foreign language but I seem to understand.
Crucifix is burnin flesh right when they placed it in my hand.
Holy water feels like torture fallin on my head.
Demons whisper in my ear don't worry son your almost dead.
Moms cryin daddies packin pictures flyin on the wall.
I can hear my grandma talk in tounges some where down the hall

Once up the steps, Requiem wastes little time stepping over the ropes into the ring. He twirls around, showing his coat flap in the rapid wind once more. He slowly takes off his coat.

Next thing I noticed I'm wakin up I'm in an empty room.
Some what unfamiliar was I sleepin in an empty tomb.
And then a light from up above.
I heard a voice filled with love.
A lady dressed all in white I didn't who she was.
And I can't explain the calm.
After the shock pain in my arm.
All I know is I feel warm and I don't care what's goin on.

The Sorrow walks his coat to his corner, and drapes it across the top rope. Without a hurry, he turns back towards the better side of the ring, and awaits.

Alex Horn: These two are the only ones here in WU that no what it’s like to be locked into a straightjacket and I am SURE nighter wants it to happen again.

Eric Mark: And that comment alone should show everyone watching here tonight and at home just how insane there men truly are.

We were running though the town
Our senses had been drowned
No place we hadn't been before

We learned to live and then
Our freedom came to an end
We have to break down this wall
Too young to live a lie
Look into my eyes

The Words 'Deadly Jokes are Funny' flashes across the screen, followed by quick flashes of Jinx's face, it begins to speed up every time, then finally is explodes spilling blood all over the screen, followed by a ton of clips of Jinx in action as will as some very disturbing shots of him being himself.

Ready, set, go it's time to run
The sky is changing we are one
Together we can make it while the world is crashing down
Don't you turn around

The Lights begin to fade As the dim lighting remains three spotlights slam down over the entrance ramp almost in unison.

We are looking back again
On loneliness and pain
Never been so wide awake

Breathe slowly in and out
somewhere beyond the clouds
I can see the morning break
Too young to live a lie
Look into my eyes

One after the other the spotlights illuminate the entrance way as a figure appears to vanish through the lights right as they begin to shine. Finally a spot light snaps down on the center of the ring illuminating a dark figure covered in a large purple cloak down on his knees reaching to the heavens.

Leave it all behind you now
The final wall is breaking down
We are all it's all about
Nothing can stop us now

I promise you right know
I never let you down

The Camera gets a close look and we see Jinx

Samantha: Now standing to my left he is the Sick Fuck of Wrestling Unplugged…The One…The Only…J…I…N…X

Eric Mark: The fans here tonight just absolutely blew the roof off of this place and I don’t think it’s particularly because they like Jinx as much as they detest Requiem.

Alex Horn: And let’s be honest Jinx isn’t the easiest guy in the world to fall in love with.

Samantha: This is the first ever Straightjacket Asylum Match and the only way to win is to strap your opponent into a straightjacket there will be no count outs and no disqualifications.

Samantha quickly exits the ring and the crowd explodes as the referee walks both men to the center of the ring and points to both men that the only straightjacket rests about ten feet up the entrance ramp. Jinx and Requiem march to the center of the ring and Jinx immediately begrudgingly slaps Requiem across the face with a stiff open hand. Jinx again lunges forward this time driving a closed right hand into the jaw of the Wu champion. The blow sends Req staggering back into the turnbuckles and Jinx fires forward doubling Req to the mat with a knee to the midsection.

Eric Mark: There goes the friendship angle of this match, Jinx just shot off like a firecracker he’s on fire.

Alex Horn: He’s running on pure emotion here E, he was completely respects Requiem but doesn’t want to end up wrapped in a Straightjacket

Jinx grabs hold of Req’s shoulders and he snaps him down over his knee sending Req sprawling backwards into the turnbuckles once again. Jinx begins to snap right and left hands down against Req’s chin as the crowd erupts into an absolute frenzy. Jinx backs off slowly measuring up his opponent before flying forward and almost decapitating Requiem with a sickening Jumping boot to the jaw.

Eric Mark: Jumping Super Kick! This match might last much longer!

Alex Horn: All Jinx has to do is get that straightjacket and put it on Requiem and its over!

Req falls to the mat and Jinx wastes no time turning towards the entrance ramp and the straightjacket. Jinx doesn’t even hesitate as he drops down to the mat rolls under the bottom rope and walks briskly to the straightjacket picking it up and marching towards the ring. Jinx tosses the straightjacket over the top rope and into the ring before sliding under the bottom rope behind. Jinx grabs the jacket again and marches towards Requiem. Req reacts quickly as if he was only playing possum and hooks his leg behind Jinx’s and sweeps him face first into the second turnbuckle.

Eric Mark: Some quick thinking on the part of Requiem.

Requiem jumps to his feet and he immediately drops a hard forearm into Jinx’s lower back three or four times. Jinx’s knees fall to the mat and Req immediately smelling blood charges forward driving a knee of his own into Jinx’s back pinning him against the turnbuckle. Requiem turns from Jinx and glances at the straightjacket but pays absolutely no mind to it as he steps through the second turnbuckle and to the floor. Req drops to one knee pulls up the ring apron and immediately unleashes what a shit load of goodies. The weapons vary from a garbage can, stop sign and range all the way to the conventional steel chair.

Eric Mark: Requiem definitely doesn’t have good intentions, I can guarantee that, friends or not

Alex Horn: Were friends, and I would still bash your head in

Eric Mark: Thanks

Alex Horn: Any time E

Requiem tosses the weapons over the top rope and into the ring, but again reaches under the ring this time removing a wooden table and sliding it under the ropes and into the ring. Jinx begins to stir as Req hoists picks up a kendo stick. Req seemingly stalks Jinx as he rises to one knee and Req flies forward driving the stick hard across the back of Jinx’s head shattering the stick instantly sending splinters flying in all directions. Requiem again turns his attention from Jinx who lies against the bottom rope and he picks up the table prying it against the turnbuckle.

Eric Mark: This match isn’t even five minutes old and we have tables and kendo sticks. OH MY!

Requiem picks up the lid to a garbage can and he approaches Jinx who like Req uses the element of surprise to sweep Req to the mat. Req’s head crashes into the garbage can lid and it seems to daze him. Jinx lifts himself to both knees and reaches out grabbing Req by the hair and he slams him down face first into lid. Once. Twice. Three times. Req’s eyes grow slightly dazed as Jinx lifts himself to his feet and grabs hold of the straightjacket. Jinx walks overtop of Req and lowers the straightjacket below his throat and begins to rear back choking the life out of his opponent.

Alex Horn: Jinx is willing to absolutely whatever it takes to win this match and I don’t blame him.

Eric Mark: Well sometimes Lex when your opponent is willing to tear your head off your shoulders you have to be willing to do the exact same thing.

Req’s face grows red and saliva begins to flow from his mouth as Jinx finally drops the jacket and starts to drive right and left hands into the back of Req’s skull. Jinx grabs hold of Req, rolls him onto his back and positions him against the ring ropes. Jinx grabs the jacket opens it up and begins to slide it over Req’s head, but is interrupted by a stiff kick to the knee. Jinx drops to the mat immediately nursing his right knee almost as if it locked up with the blow. Req pulls the jacket from around his neck and throws it to the mat and rises to one knee only to be met by Jinx on one knee as well. Both men start to exchange left and rights as they climb from one knee to a complete standing position.

Jinx grabs hold of Req’s right arm and he whips him across the ring off the turnbuckle and the two collide chests with neither man moving an inch. The two men again bounce off the turnbuckles and again they collide chests with no movement. Jinx bounces off the far ropes and Req off the near, but at the last second Req lowers his shoulder hoists Jinx into the air and drives him down hard through the waiting table with a blood curdling elevated spear.

Eric Mark: Oh my GOD! Oh my GOD!

Alex Horn: If Requiem wants the win it’s his for the taking right now.

Requiem pulls his body from the broken wood and lifts himself to his feet dragging Jinx behind him. Requiem grasps hold of Jinx’s neck and he snaps him over with a snap supplex. Jinx’s back comes crashing down atop of the garbage can and it immediately arches up in pain. Requiem reaches out and grabs a steel chair and sets it up feet away from Jinx before pulling him to his feet. Req grabs Jinx’s arm and he whips him towards the far ropes, but Jinx still with a solid presence of mind grabs hold of the top rope and holds himself against the ropes. Req annoyed charges forward towards Jinx, but has his anger interrupted by a stiff kick to the stomach. Jinx grabs Req by the hair, charges forward, leaps in the air and drives Req face first into the steel chair with a disgusting bulldog.

Eric Mark: Requiem is busted wide-open and there is blood gushing absolutely everywhere in that ring.

Alex Horn: It’s an absolutely sickening sight; there is a gaping gash right across Requiem’s forehead.

Blood pours from the gash in Requiem’s forehead as he tries to lift himself to all fours and a steady stream of blood rains to the mat. Again Jinx grabs hold of the straightjacket and begins to pull it over Requiem’s head again. Jinx manages to lock one of Requiem’s arms into the jacket, but struggles with the other as Req begins to flail wildly. Req manages to free his left arm and again he forces Jinx to re-evaluate his strategy before turning and grabbing hold of the broken steel chair. Jinx lifts the chair up as Req lifts the jacket over his head and immediately as he removes the jacket he is cracked across the face with a disgusting chair shot.

Eric Mark: The chair shot may have driven Requiem’s forehead into his face.

Alex Horn: And that steady stream of blood from Requiem’s forehead is still flowing like a rushing river.

In Jinx’s attempt to subdue Requiem he is halted by the fact that Requiem managed to adjust his weight and fall atop of the straightjacket. Jinx tries to pull the bigger man to his feet, but finds the weight to be slightly troublesome, but finally manages to get Req to a standing position. Jinx looks into Req’s eyes and he begins to scream something inaudible to the camera. Req reacting on sheer instinct though wraps his arm around Jinx’s body and throws him clean over his shoulder with a belly-to-belly supplex.

Eric Mark: And the momentum just swung with Jinx taking more time than he needed too.

Alex Horn: That was the first mistake on Jinx’s part and it may come back to haunt him.

“A vision of the dead in the inbred backwoods, mother fucker born inside a tool shed, Momma never loved me never paid me no attention.”

Alex Horn: What the hell is he doing out here? Didn’t he like burn up in that lighning bolt earlier in the night?

Eric Mark: As much as I dislike you Lex I’d have to agree Crimson Skull has absolutely no business being out here right now.

Crimson Skull marches down the entranceway and in his right hand he holds a steel folding chair. Requiem looks out towards the ramp with his eyes wide and he locks eyes with Skull who immediately points at the champion with a smile on his face, a smile that leaves Req completely shocked. Skull takes the chair and once reaching the bottom of the ramp sets it up and immediately takes a seat.

Requiem lifts himself to his knees and a crimson coating of blood covers his entire face as he grimaces in pain and turns his attention from Skull to Jinx. Req marches towards Jinx who is now on all four and he kicks him square in the forehead. Req drops to his knees, rolls Jinx onto his back and he starts laying into him with elbows to the forehead that immediately bust Jinx open. Req’s eyes again lock with Skull’s as he continues to completely destroy the face of Jinx‘s already scared face.

Eric Mark: Jesus! He’s trying to destroy his friend Jinx just to make an example out of him to Crimson Skull.

Req climbs to his feet and he pulls Jinx behind him, Jinx interrupts Req with a low blow that doubles over his opponent. Jinx grabs Req’s arms, throws the big man on his back, Jinx’s legs a little iffy, and drops him with a F-5!

Eric Mark: LAST LAUGH!

Alex Horn: If Jinx had anything left this match would be over but he’s bleeding profusely and I’m sure he doesn’t have much left.

Eric Mark: Both these men are running on fumes right now!

Jinx completely oblivious to everything around him crawls across the ring and lays his arm over Req’s chest. Jinx looks at the referee in complete disbelief before realizing what was going on.

Eric Mark: Jinx can’t even remember how to defeat his opponent.

Alex Horn: Dick

Jinx tries to lift himself to both knees, but he collapses to the mat. Both men lay motionless s the referee bends over and takes a look at both men. Requiem is the first man to rise to one knee and he slowly rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. Req reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a large black bag that he tosses under the bottom rope and into the ring. Req slides in slowly, picks up the bag and immediately dumps it right on top of the fallen Jinx.

Eric Mark: THOSE ARE TACKS! REQUIEM JUST POURED A BAG OF TACKS ALL OVER OUR JINX!

Alex Horn: If anyone is squeamish now is probably a good time to turn away.

A steel chair rests in the corner of the ring and Req no wastes no time picking it up and immediately using it to spike the tacks into Jinx’s body. One. Two. Three. Requiem pulls Jinx to his feet, shaking the tacks from as he lifts him up. Req shoves Jinx through the second rope and onto the ring apron and he immediately follows. Jinx uses the ring ropes to pull himself to his feet, but just as quickly he’s cut off by a kick to the thigh. Jinx doubles over and Req pulls him up atop of his shoulders. Req runs forward tightrope walking the ring apron and he fires Jinx clean across the arena floor and into the first row of the crowd.

Alex Horn: Running Powerbomb from the apron! Requiem just tossed Jinx into the front row! Hopefully we can get someone to check on those fans in the front row.

Requiem drops from the ring apron and reaches into the crowd pulling Jinx by the hair back into the ringside area. Req grabs Jinx by the back of the neck and he throws him shoulder fist into the ring steps before tossing him back into the ring. Req follows speedily and he picks Jinx up and again onto his shoulders. This time though Req stops and right before hooking Jinx’s legs he extends his arm and points right at Crimson Skull.

Eric Mark: For God sakes Requiem is taunting Crimson Skull.

Requiem hooks his arms around Jinx leg and tries to spin him around, but in the process Jinx manages to shift his weight. Jinx comes crashing down with his back against the mat and his knees in the arm, while Req comes crashing down rib first across Jinx’s knees. Req bounces off Jinx’s knees, stumbles backwards and slams down back first atop all of the tacks. Req lets out a scream and tries to roll out of the tacks, but only manages to roll into more.

Jinx climbs to his feet and as if with a second wind charges forward driving Req in the forehead with a stiff boot. Req falls back again landing in the tacks and Jinx pounces firing right hands into Req’s already gaping forehead. Jinx lifts Req to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle and follows in with a stiff elbow.. Jinx then locks his left hand under Req’s left leg and rears back throwing the big man clear across the ring with a vicious T-Bone supplex.

Jinx follows up lunging on Req’s back and he immediately hooks his arms under Req’s chin, while locking both feet around Req’s legs. Jinx starts to pull back locking the choke in deeper and deeper as Jinx begins to froth at the mouth as Requiem screams out at his opponent.

Eric Mark: Jinx’s trying to choke the life out of his opponent, but that won’t do him any good he has to get the straightjacket on Requiem to win the match.

Alex Horn: But if Jinx isn’t coherent he can’t fight back.

Jinx releases the choke and immediately scrambles to find the straightjacket that has somehow managed to find its way to the outside throughout the melee. Crimson Skull jumps from his chair and points to Jinx that the straightjacket is laying on the mat in front of him. Jinx steps through the second rope, drops to the mat and hoists up the straightjacket rolling back into the ring instantly. Jinx moves towards Requiem who still remains motionless and Jinx slowly leans over towards Req. Requiem turns quickly reaching into his pants pocket and fires a white powder into Jinx’s eyes. The substance sends a mist into the air and it sends Jinx stumbling across the mat swinging wildly at thin air.

Eric Mark: What the hell was that?! Requiem just blinded Jinx!

Alex Horn: Requiem is making it clear no straightjacket for me

Blood still pours from both men’s open wounds and the red is virtually entirely coated red and now neither man seems to even be coherent. Jinx sits in the corner trying to somehow clean his eyes, while Req rests in the center of the ring his body continuing to be pierced by the hundreds of tacks that line the mat. Req is the first of the two to lift himself to his feet and he marches to the corner and pulls Jinx to his feet. Requiem hauls back and slams Jinx across the chest with an open hand slap that sounds echoes through the crowd. Requiem turns Jinx around, wraps his arms around his waist and throws him over his back with a snap German supplex. Req shifts his weight and slides up hooking his left arm under Jinx’s throat and locking his right hand against his elbow. Req rears back and begins to pull back as tight as he can.

Eric Mark: That vein in Requiem’s forehead is bulging he’s going to kill his little buddy. For god sakes he hasn’t even tried to put the straightjacket on Jinx.

Requiem finally releases the hold and rolls out of the ring to the floor and for the third time he reaches under the ring apron. Req finally pulls out another wooden table and he pushes it to the side. Req turns his attention to the padding mats outside the ring and he pulls the mat up exposing the concrete floor. Req grabs the table and sets it up atop of the exposed floor.

Eric Mark: Someone stop him, he has that sinister look on his face again.

Staring through the blood Requiem looks at Crimson Skull and signals the end of the match by crossing his throat with his finger. Req climbs up the ring steps and into the ring approaching Jinx slowly. Req leans down and fires a right hand into the bridge of Jinx’s nose that sends blood gushing. Requiem drags Jinx’s lifeless body across the mat and again he pushes him through the ropes to the apron. Req again follows and once again locks Jinx’s head between his legs. Req reaches down deep using possibly the last ounce of strength in his body and he pulls Jinx’s body vertical with his own. Req leaps off the apron up into the air and he comes crashing down through the table to the hard arena floor.

Eric Mark: OH MY GOD! REQUIEM JUST PILEDROVE JINX THROUGH THAT TABLE.

Alex Horn: WE NEED SOME MEDICAL ATTENTION OUT HERE! REQUIEM MAY HAVE JUST BROKEN JINX’S NECK!

From the tattered ruins that is the table final steps Requiem. Req reaches under the ropes and into the ring grabbing the straightjacket. Req pulls Jinx’s motionless body from the splinters of wood and he pulls the straightjacket over his head, over his shoulders, over his arms and Req finally locks the shackles.

DING…DING…DING…

Samantha: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…REQUIEM!!!

Requiem picks Jinx up to his feet and rolls him under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Requiem jumps in and follows pulling Jinx up quickly and into a DDT motion and leaps off the apron!

Eric Mark: LAST RIGHTS! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THIS MATCH IS ALREADY OVER! CAN WE PLEASE GET SECURITY OUT HERE? THERE SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS FOR FUCK SAKES

Having seen enough Crimson Skull dives under the bottom rope and into the ring. Skull approaches Requiem and pushes him back away from the body of Jinx. Skull drops to his knee and begins to unshackle the straightjacket as Requiem looks on with a disgusted look on his face. Sjull finally manages to free Jinx and as Jinx starts to come around he begins to look around completely bewildered by what’s going on around him.

Eric Mark: Thank your lucky stars for Crimson Skull otherwise this may have gotten out of hand.

Alex Horn: Jinx doesn’t even know where he is, he’s completely concussed, let’s get some medical staff out here he needs serious help.

Skull looks at Jinx and says something quietly and the expression on Jinx’s face completely changes. Skull turns towards the camera and smiles before grabbing Jinx and dropping him with the Hellhound Slam!

Alex Horn: WHAT THE HELL?!

Crimson Skull and Requiem stand toe to toe once again tonight, Crimson Skull smiles and rolls out the ring.

Eric Mark: What the hell is Crimson Skull doing? His goal here in WU is to get his hands on Requiem? So why didn’t he attack?

Alex Horn: He did attack, are you to dumb to see E, Crimson Skull attacked Jinx, the last thing Jinx saw was Crimson Skull and Requiem in the same ring, with Skull turning on him.

Eric Mark: Yea I saw that

Alex Horn: Just shut your fat face for three seconds. Crimson Skull just threw the friendship of Jinx and Requiem out the window. Requiem is now all alone, Jinx well come through and he will believe Requiem and Crimson Skull had this planned from the start. Thus turning a great friendship to utter hatred, which in return leaves the Sorrow a emotional wreck, easy pickings for the Crimson King

Eric Mark: . . .

Alex Horn: What?

Eric Mark: Who wrote that for you?

Alex Horn: Sometimes the beer doesn’t hit me quick enough and I find myself thinking outside the box, if you did that once and a while maybe you wouldn’t be spending your nights next to a beached Whale

Eric Mark: Ladies and gentlemen with the last insult of the night, were out of here!

Alex Horn: Start the car E. I'll grab your stuff.

But there conversation was cut short as Jinx crewels his bloody body out of the ring as Requiem begins walking up the ramp in disgust, Jinx rolls out the ring and heads to the announcer's table and begins ripping the table apart. Eric Mark is heard, his microphone cutting in and out.

Eric Mark: Good--fans! We--you next week!

The camera cuts to a floor shot of the whole thing, with the cameraman being spun around and tackled by Jinx, the camera crunches against the concrete and cuts to static, the scene fading to black. Before coming back on…



The scene cues in on Jayson Burrows’ security guard on the way to Burrows office to pick him after the show. He gets to the office and knocks on the door.

Guard: Mr. Burrows, the limo is ready.

He stand for a few seconds and the door never opens. He knocks again.

Guard: Jay, you in there?

He waits another few seconds, and still nothing is heard. He then opens the door and enters a now wrecked Jayson Burrows office.

Guard: What the Hell?

He sees that the papers that are always laying on his boss’s desk are now scattered through out the room. All the lamps that were in the room are now broken. The desk is empty and everything that was once on the desk is now in the floor. The chair that Burrows always sits in is tipped over. He takes his radio and twists the knob to turn it on.

Guard: Ace, we have a problem. Burrows isn’t in his office, looks like a struggle broke out here. Close off the building. And find Santiago

The voice on the other end is heard.

Ace: Think he’s on the can?

Guard: Not with this mess, I believe he’s been kidnapped. Close off the building. No one leaves here until we get to the bottom of this

Ace: We can’t, the show is over.

Guard: I don’t give a fuck! Close off the building. No one comes in and no one goes out, not until we find Mr. Burrows.

Ace: We’ll see what we can do

Guard: No One Leaves!

He looks at the desk and he sees a little speck of blood on it. The scene fades to the WU logo with the blood on the desk still fading into darkness.