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The view switches to inside the stadium panning around the arena. Pyros begin shooting off in the air as an Air Force bomber flies over and the crowd goes wild. Serenity: Welcome to Violent Behavior here in the deep south, we are in Oxford, MS at Vaught-Hemingway Stadium home of the Ole Miss Rebels! The camera pans and shows several Ole Miss Football and Basketball players have court side seats, the easily recognizable ones are Brandon Bolden, Randall Mackey, and Chris Warren. There are also several stars from Mississippi that are in attendance including: Morgan Freeman, James Earl Jones, Jerry Rice, Archie and Eli Manning and Brett Favre. Serenity: It’s a who’s who here in Oxford as this is the biggest event to hit Mississippi ever! “I’ll Be In The Sky” by B.O.B. begins to blare over the PA system as silver and gold pyros go off and a golden star begins to spin and circle the arena. From behind the curtains emerges Mississippi’s own Sean Starr. He is in a white business suite with Aviators on with a microphone in his hand as he walks down to the ring. Nick/Brick: SEAN! SEAN! SEAN! Serenity: Calm down guys! Sean makes his way down and circles the ring shaking hands with all of the famous Mississippi people that are in attendance. Sean then walks up the ring steps and makes his way in between the top and second rope, he waits for the crowd to die down before addressing the crowd. Sean Starr: MISSISSIPPI!!! What the hell is going on baby? I told everyone I would do it, I told everyone I…Sean Starr was going to put Mississippi on the map! When is the last time we had anything like this come to our piss poor state? That’s what I thought! Now I have brought you FIGHT UNION! Sean pauses for a bit as the crowd gives a loud pop. Sean Starr: We have a terrific event here for you tonight as we even have the FU and Resistance Champions squaring off in the main event. Before that though we have the real highlight, yours truly will be in action with Aidan Morag as we take on Memento Dos and Shane Clemmens. So you sit back in your seats and drink your fucking beers lets gets this show fucking started. Stay classy Mississippi! Sean drops the microphone and walks out of the ring. He shakes a few more hands as he makes his way to the top of the stage.
Serenity: We are going to take a small break and we will be right back with Violent Behavior live from Oxford, MS!
“Les Os” fires up and Harvey appears out of the entrance. He’s looking almost too suave to be fighting, in fact he has DEATHMACHINE right behind him ready to go.
Tell me about your love affairs
Harvey types out something on his phone as he leads DEATHMACHINE down to the hexagon. Harvey nods for DEATHMACHINE to head up the steps and walks around to the. Serenity: Let me be the first to welcome Nick Kincaid to the announce desk. Nick Lukas is indisposed at the moment and Brick, well… You know. Nick Kincaid: Thank you Serenity, it’s a pleasure. It really is. It’s a good opportunity for me to get an eye on this Arsan Ayers gal. Serenity: You do know that Arsan is a man. Nick Kincaid: Of course. “Les Os” dies down as DEATHMACHINE stretches in his corner as Harvey looks on from the outside with a smug look upon his face. Harvey turns his attention back to his phone as Scooter looks on at him. He’s confused. Scooter dabs his brow and lets out a big sigh. Scooter: I have just been informed by the VB General Manager that he has been replaced in the following match. So without further adieu… Introducing first, from The Boiler Room! He is the legendary DEATHMACHINE! "Your Betrayal" by Bullet For My Valentine ramps up on the PA system as Arsan Ayers steps out from behind the curtain. In his hand is a twenty dollar bill. He holds it over his head, teasing Nick Kincaid with it. Nick Kincaid: That…Oh my god. I know what that means. Serenity: He’s cheap? Nick Kincaid: Well that, and, he’s trying to do that cerebral shit to me. Serenity: Ya think? Scooter: And his opponent, from St. Louis, Missouri, he is Arsan AYERS! Ayers stalks his way down to the ring, looking on with a smile for his fans and a firm serious gaze for DEATHMACHINE who is busy doing squat thrusts in the ring. Ayers holds up the twenty dollar bill and crumples it up. He tosses it into the fans and they go nuts for it. Serenity: Some lucky fan can go buy a Big Chug and a foam finger. Nick Kincaid: Twenty dollars is serious business. Serenity: At McDonalds. Nick Kincaid: You are a terrible play by play commentator. Serenity: Sorry, Brick’s rubbing off on me. Nick Kincaid: Gross, I think I can smell it. Ayers stands face to face with DEATHMACHINE and tries to hear Filthy’s orders over the roar of the fans. DEATHMACHINE can’t hear shit, he has no ear holes in his mask. Ayers steps up into DEATHMACHINE’s face and pushes him backwards. Filthy calls for the bell to ring as Ayers lays in a frontal assault. He knocks back DM into the ropes and tries to clothesline him out of the ring but DM fights back to a standing position, already gasping for air. Harvey doesn’t even look on at the beat down, he continues fucking around on his smartphone. Nick Kincaid: I’m not convinced that DEATHMACHINE even knows how to wrestle. Serenity: I saw him toss an arm lock on a fella once. Ayers falls upon DM and the two bounce off the ropes and DM ends up on top of Ayers. Ayers fights back against the lumbering man on top of him with little luck. His face is buried in DM’s chest. Ayers can’t even get his arms all the way around DM. Once DM has his mask readjusted Ayers manages to slip out of the pin attempt and rises up on DM to toss him into a headlock. DM fights against the hold and instinctively holds his hand up and shakes it all Hulkster style. Serenity: DEATHMACHINE might just come back here. Nick Kincaid: Hopefully, he hasn’t really been “here” all match. DM gets a knee beneath him and tries to power up. Ayers holds onto his neck and reefs against it. DM finally picks up Ayers and it looks like he’s about to go for a big time back suplex when his back gives out on him! DM hits the mat hard with Ayers right on top of him! Serenity: Ayers is looking for a pin here! DM kicks out of the attempt before Filthy can get into position to make a count! Ayers goes for an arm triangle attempt on DEATHMACHINE but it proves itself futile as DM’s neck is just far too thick for Ayers’ arms. DM drives a wild elbow into Ayers’ head which is nothing more than a glancing blow. Ayers tries to lock in a choke but DM manages to scramble to his feet. Ayers follows him up and goes for a standing drop kick which DM shoves to the side. Ayers slaps the ground hard and DM steps forward looking for a big stomp! Serenity: Oh man! Nick Kincaid: Here it comes! Ayers slaps on the dreaded ankle lock! DEATHMACHINE freaks out, trying to make it to the ropes as the fans go nuts. Harvey is still fucking with his smart phone, doesn’t seem to be upset that his boy is about to submit! DEATHMACHINE fights desperately to get out of the hold but Ayers finally rolls him over and locks in his leg as well and DEATHMACHINE finally! Nick Kincaid: Brutal, simply brutal. Serenity: Poor guy had nowhere to go. Scooter: Winner by Ankle Submission, ARSAN AYERS! Serenity: Least he has a win out of the deal. Nick Kincaid: Yeah but he didn’t fight any body. This was some kind of sympathetic gesture by Harvey. Booo! DEATHMACHINE rolls out of the ring as Harvey steps into the ring and holds Arsan Ayers’ arm up. Ayers looks hesitant for a moment before finally just soaking in the glory of his first win. Ayers cheers on his fans as Harvey slips his phone into his pocket and steps up with a big head kick from out of nowhere! Ayers drops like a sack of hammers off of Harvey’s kick. Serenity: What is this all about? What a head kick! Nick Kincaid: Underhanded tactics! Harvey requests a mic. He stands over Ayers confidently. Harvey: Congratulations on your first win at Fight Union, Arsan. You fought DEATHMACHINE tonight because I’m saving myself for next week. Harvey stares into the camera. Harvey: Now I want you to turn up the brightness on your computer monitor, enlarge the text if you have to… I’m very interested in this chap called Sol Parker. You’re fancy and new and everybody loves you. Am I right? You’re so “in” right now. Next week you’re going to be put to a test… A test of how far you can take this little 'roleplay' of yours. I’m a very old soul, Sol. You? You’re a bad idea plucked out of the air and reran like all those episodes of Rosanne nobody really cared about. So please do separate yourself from your 3DS, alright? Next week we will see (or read) Sol Parker vs. Harvey Lohman. Mark it on your calendars. A bad idea will be reimagined. Harvey winks as he drops the mic onto Ayers who is still out of it. Paramedics enter the ring as Harvey steps out. “Les Os” by The Unicorns hits as Harvey distances himself from the ring. Serenity: I guess Harvey doesn’t like that “fourth wall” shit either. Nick Kincaid: Neither do I, as if someone would want to pretend to be Sol Parker. Ha. Cut to Commercial…
The FU Tron begins to flicker as we find a very shaky image appearing on screen with a lot of huffing and puffing from behind the camera. Brick: Are we showing my exercise video on the tron? Nick: God I hope so you in Lycra is just sexy as fuck! The camera turns around and there's Jacob Marcel's crooked nose and cheesy grin. Jacob Marcel: What's up my babies!? Now I know you all are horribly sad that the booking crew completely forgot about your favorite son of a gun. But don't worry, I have decided to hi-jack a portion of the show for myself! If I'm not going to be in that hexagon fighting for you wonderful people, then we might as well do the next best thing! Brick: Sing Karaoke to Rebecca Black songs!? Nick: Friday! Friday! Gotta get down on Friday! Jacob Marcel: If we can't fight? Then that means it's time to give some hugs and smootches! Jacob walks over and points the camera at a stereo and hits the play button as the most ridiculously cheesy 1970's bass and sax driven porn music begins Jacob Marcel: Babies, I equal nothing but ratings and tonight. We're making ratings! Jacob walks over to a bed that has his girl Christy on it reading a magazine wearing a facial mask eating bon bons. He puts the camera on to a tripod and turns it around to show himself wearing nothing but what can only be described as an elephant trunk thong. Brick: That Trunk is huge! Nick: That explains why he has so much confidence when he never wins. Jacob Marcel: Oh yeah my Babies, I got all dressed up for you tonight! We're going to totally have the greatest night of love making ever! Jacob turns the camera around to Christy who still doesn't seem to realize anything going on. Jacob can be heard dancing in the background as Christy finally seems to realize what is going on. Christy: What the fuck are you doing, Jake? Are you trying to ... I told you to stop trying and tape us in bed! I'm wearing a bathrobe and facemask you moron! Jacob Marcel: Mmm yeah baby you know how I like it! Jacob can be heard coming closer and he gets in view crawling on to the bed towards Christy getting a good shot of his pale ass on the camera but unfortunately bumps it and it falls over killing the transmission. Nick: What the fuck was that!? Brick: A slice of heaven. *sighs disappointed*
Cameras pan around the arena as ( death before dishonor by five finger death punch ) begins to play throughout the arena. The fans of Fight Union stand up trying to get a glimpse of Alexander Stone, but there is no one coming out from the backstage area. The middle of the stage fills up with smoke. Still wondering what is going on, Alexander Stone walk's out through the curtains. His face is blocked with a banana, but when he removes it at the top of the stage, Alexander tosses it into the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring. The pa system fades as he gets ready for his match. Nick: This has been built as one of the best matchups Fight Union has offered since it’s new inception. Brick: What card are you reading? Who the hell are these guys? "Worms of the Universe" by Finch plays as Sol Parker makes his way to the ring. The crowd is indifferent as his reception as the news of his arrival has been mediocre. "Hear Me Now" by Framing Hanley hits the PA as Kiba's finest moves appears on the tron. As it switches between the videos and "PREPARE" "TO" "GET" "BURNED" Kiba slowly comes walking out. He begins to take off his own, patent-designed shirt with a flaming Bunsen Burner detailed into it and begins to walk down the length of the ramp. About midway, he tosses it into the crowd, allowing people to catch or fight over it. He then runs to the ring, slides in, ad quickly stands, just as one of the singers in the song screams "GET ON YOUR KNEES", he then throws his fists into the air as it screams "AND PRAY" before the music cuts off. He walks to his corner, using a boxers shuffle to prepare for the fight. Brick: Kiba Bunson, dead or alive? The bell sounds and this match is underway as Sol and Kiba circle one another. The two men are dead locked on one another and this allows Alexander to attack Kiba from behind. Alexander connects with a clubbing blow to the back of Kiba’s head that sends him stumbling forward. Sol capitalizes and hooks Kiba’s head and quickly drops him with a spike DDT. Nick: What a way to use his own momentum against him. Alexander is there to meet Sol as he makes it back to his feet. Alexander takes a right swing at Sol but Sol is able to avoid the contact with a quick side step. Sol connects with a side kick to the ribcage of Alexander. Sol throws another kick to Alexander’s midsection doubling him over. Sol leaps and connects with a double axe kick to the back of Alexander’s head that takes him to the mat. As Sol begins to backpedal towards the ropes Kiba is there and hooks his waist, Kiba hoists him in the air and drops Sol with a belly to back supplex. Brick: Wow, almost like Sol forgot there was another person in the match. Kiba keeps a lock on the arm of Sol and locks in a cross arm breaker!! Kiba has the hold locked in and Sol is screaming in pain. Nick: Oh this shit is over!! Alexander Stone spins around on his back and kicks Kiba in the head forcing him to loosen his hold on Sol. Stone makes it to his feet and drives his foot into the midsection of Kiba and this finally releases the hold on Sol completely. Stone drops and elbow across the throat of Kiba. Stone pops to his feet and brings Kiba with him Stone holds a lock on the head of Kiba and drive continuous knees to the midsection of Kiba, after several knees, Stone releases Kiba’s head and drives consecutive elbow smashes to the body and face of Kiba. Stone takes down Kiba with a double leg takedown and locks in Salvation!! Brick: It’s over!! Look at how tight that ankle lock is!! Sol Parker hits Stone in the side of the face with a superkick!! Stone is laid out cold!! Nick: This match is never going to end. With both men down on the mat Sol climbs to the top rope and comes off with a flying head but to Kiba. Sol grabs Stone and brings him back to his feet. Sol whips Stone across the ring and hits Supernova…Sol then turns his attention back to Kiba and locks in Sleep Tight! Kiba fights it! The pain begins to overwhelm him! Kiba reaches out towards Filthy but there's nothing he can do! Sol tightens the hold and Kiba passes out! Filthy steps in and breaks up the hold! Scooter: And your winner, by Referee Stoppage, SOL PARKER!!Brick: How in the hell did Sol Parker just do all that. I have never seen so much motion by one person in that short a time frame!!! Nick: I don’t know but I would sure like to see more of it. Cut to Commercial...
Kiba climbs out of the Hexagon from the cage wall and lands sketchily on the ground, but he regains his composure and walks over and grabs a microphone. He takes a couple breaths then raises the microphone, slowly bringing it to his mouth.
Kiba: Obviously I have a few apologies to announce to people, the first starting with the man I replaced in the ring today...
The crowd is in mixed reactions, both cheering while the others remain in awe.
Kiba: I am truly sorry for deceiving you and making you think Memento had killed me in that ring. To be honest, I felt more alive that moment my neck nearly snapped clear off my neck. I couldn't keep my word in losing by death, but I can still keep my word by putting my body on the line for this company from this point forward.
The fans cheer louder, excitement rising at this news.
Kiba: Don't get me wrong when I say this, Markus, but this isn't the world I want you in. Fight Union is my place because every week I can place my life on the line and make a statement every week, rather, I can do things for these fans no other man is willing to do. You aren't one to accept the possibility of death, Markus, instead, you embrace life to its fullest extent.
He takes a breath.
Kiba: I also have to apologize to the fans. I'm not able to express how sorry I am for being dead this entire time and depriving you of my presence. No one deserves that, and it will NEVER happen again. NEVER.
He drops the microphone as his music hits and he leaves, waving partially to the fans before disappearing behind the curtain.
Scooter: The following contest is held under Resistance Rules. The only two ways to win this match are by submission or referee stoppage. Introducing the first competitor... all the way from Oxford, England... "The Blue Vixen" MIIIIRRRANDAAAAAA REIZEEEGERRRRRRRRRRR!!!
"Remember the Name" by Fort Minor starts to play as Miranda lazily walks out from backstage. She quietly walks down the ramp, not bothering to regard anyone in the audience or much of anything. In her constant state of doldrums, Miranda climbs the steps and enters the ring between the second and third ropes. She stands in the corner, gripping the top rope in her hands and pulling against the turnbuckle.
Scooter: And her opponent... from Detroit, Michigan... JOHNNY LEEEEEEEEGEEEEEENNNDD!!1
"Holy Orders" by Guilty Gear XX Sound Alive starts off with a slow guitar riff. The FU Tron reveals different letters falling in to place. Slowly, the word "BOW" forms, follow by "DOWN." The last word is starting to form as the drums come in, and as the last letter drops into place, it reveals...
Johnny Legend appears through the curtain wearing a "MEN > WOMEN" t-shirt with his arms raised high. He flashes a smile to the crowd, and lowers his arms. Making his way down to the hexagon, Legend swats away any fan that dares to touch him. He slides into the ring and removes his shirt, throwing it across the ring at Miranda. She picks up the shirt, reads the front of it, and blows her nose in it... then throws it back to Legend. Referee Nuttsach explains the rules of the match to the competitors before calling for the opening bell and backing off. Both competitors meet in the center of the ring with Legend getting in Miranda's face. Miranda throws a few punches to back him off, none of which have much affect on him. Legend backs off and comes right back with a swift kick to Miranda's thigh. He goes for another one, but his leg is caught and Miranda shoves him down to the mat. Legend remains on his back, readying his feet in case she comes after him, but she instead backs off and waits. Legend gets to his feet and the two lock up. They struggle for a moment before Legend is able to overpower Miranda and push her to the nearest corner. Legend backs off and swings his meaty arm toward her pretty face, but she ducks it and Legend goes chest first into the corner. Miranda follows up his mistake with a few clubbing blows to his kidneys before she is caught off guard with a mule kick from Legend. Legend turns around, grabs Miranda by the neck, and tosses her into the corner. Legend throws punches, Miranda attempts to block, but he's coming in too strong. Legend backs off and Miranda staggers out a few feet. Legend goes for a high kick; Miranda ducks and goes behind Legend, grabbing him in a waist lock. She tries to throw him to the ground, but he spreads his legs to stay firmly where he is. Legend swings his elbows behind him, trying to connect with Miranda, but she dodges each of them. His last attempt at elbowing her in the head results in her loosening her grip of him so he spins around and she catches him with a spinning heel kick, finally sending him down to the mat. Miranda lands a mighty knee drop, connecting with Legend's head. He sits up holding his head and she goes to lock on some sort of submission, only for Legend to swing his arm wildly and connect with the side of her head. She backs off and he is able to get to his feet. They trade off strikes, not landing anything major. Each takes a moment to themselves before Legend comes back in and kicks Miranda's leg again. Miranda answers the kick with one of her own, this one connecting with Legend's torso. He backs off, holding his side, and she lands another kick to his torso. A third attempt results in Legend grabbing her leg and connecting with a dragonfly legwhip. Legend grabs the same leg as she is on the mat and he drops down, wrapping his legs around her damaged leg and pulling in all sorts of directions. Miranda tries to roll over two times and two times she fails. Legend assumes she will go for a third one and he sits up to block it, just as she sits up and headbutts him. He releases the hold and rolls away from Miranda, holding his now bloodied nose. As if she were a shark, Miranda reacts to Legend's blood and she rolls him onto his back and mounts him, connecting with some stiff shots to the side of Legend's head as he wisely blocks his face. In a moment of despair, Legend swings to remove her from her position and she swings her legs off his of, wrapping her arms around his left arm and head, trapping him to the ground. She squeezes the hold, nearly choking him as he flails his legs all around. Just as he is on the verge of a breaking point, Legend shifts all of his body weight to his left, forcing Miranda into an awkward position. Because of his weight advantage, he is able to crush her with his own body and she is unable to release the hold because of it. Legend rolls back to his right and Miranda releases the hold. She gets to her feet with one hand on her chest as Legend uses the ropes to get to his feet. The two stagger toward one another and Legend gets a nice punch in, followed by another kick to Miranda's damaged leg. Miranda shakes her leg, then catches Legend off guard with a spinning back fist. Miranda shoots in for another takedown attempt. Legend sidesteps and drives his knee into her abdomen, bending her over. He reaches down and locks in an abdominal stretch, using his free arm to punch her damaged leg as she screams out. On the verge of defeat, Miranda desperately stomps on Legend's foot and he reluctantly releases the hold. He hobbles on one foot a few steps back and Miranda catches him right in the face with a bicycle kick, sending Legend spinning chest first into the corner. He hobbles out on one foot and Miranda takes him down with a headscissors takedown. With Legend face down on the mat, Miranda drops down to Legend's side and locks him in a headlock position, grabbing his near wrist, bending his arm upwards. Miranda then maneuvers her other arm through the opening created by Legend's bent writs, locking her hand upon her own wrist, and she pulls Legend forward, causing pressure on his arm and neck. After a few brief moments, Legend has no choice but to tap out. The bell sounds and Scooter holds up his microphone. Scooter: The winner of this fight by submission... MIIIIRRRANDAAAAAA REIZEEEGERRRRRRRRRRR!!! "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor starts to play and Miranda Reizeger releases her hold on Johnny Legend. She gets to her feet and Nuttsach raises her hand in victory, but there is no emotion on her face. She just looks down at Legend, shakes her head, and leaves the ring quietly. Scene fades.
Kincaid: Okay, good. You managed to do three pushups. That's two more than last week, Mack. I'm proud of you.
Davidson: Thanks... a lot... man...
Mack is breathing heavily and sits down on a bench in the locker room, grabbing a bottle of water and pouring it over his head.
Davidson: I... think I'm ready... for the Boston Marathon... in a couple weeks...
Kincaid: I don't know about that, Mack. You're doing fine, but you are in no way ready for that marathon.
Davidson: Mack sad.
Kincaid: I know, bud. Don't worry though. I'll have you in somewhat decent shape to at least try to be part of the Boston Marathon in a few weeks.
Davidson: Yeah?
Kincaid: Yeah. For now, I have to get ready for my big match tonight. I'm up against a guy who is widely considered to be one of Fight Union's top guys. I admit, I was a bit worried when I found out I would be facing Kaleb Connors under Resistance Rules because I didn't think I would be prepared for such a match, but now... I feel pretty good about my chances.
Laughter comes from the other end of the locker room and it is Sean Starr.
Starr: I feel pretty good about your chances of shutting the hell up. Better yet... why don't you shut the hell up and come lace my boots, rook?
Mack gets up and approaches Sean.
Davidson: Who you callin' a rook, chump?
Starr: Not you, dawg. I'm talkin' to ya massa over there.
Davidson: He aint my massa, fool.
Nick walks over and gets between the two before anything physical goes down.
Kincaid: Gentleman, gentleman. There's no need for violence. Not in here at least. Sean, if you want violence, we can settle this in the ring where it's legal.
Davidson: Lemme at him, Nick. I can take him.
Kincaid: I know you can, bud. His time will come... in just a few minutes. Aren't you up next, Sean?
Sean's eyes get wide.
Starr: Aid's going to be pissed if I don't show up for this match!
Sean runs toward the door with his boots unlaced which results in him tripping and falling through the doorway. Nick and Mack laugh.
Kincaid: That guy...
Davidson: I know, right?
Scene fades.
Scooter: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Duumvirate Rules. Making his way to the ring first... he is the current, reigning, but not defending Fight Union Outlaw Champion... MEMENTOOOOOOO... THE... BRAAAAAAAAAAAAVE!!!!!~!1
"Innocent" by Fuel begins and the arena lights dim considerably. The lyrics start soft and gradually get louder as the Tron shows Memento hitting maneuvers on opponents recklessly to the song's baseline. As "Your Saviour" flashes over the Tron, Memento walks out from the back. Smoke is spewed at his feet in the entrance way to the point where you cannot even see from his knee's down. He walks down to the ring confidently with shoulder pads and cape in tow, matching whatever attire he's wearing. He climbs into the ring and looks around the arena... raising the Outlaw Title high.
Serenity: Just to be clear... that title is not on the line tonight.
Brick: Every show needs an Outlaw Title Match. That's a Violent Behavior trademark.
Nick: Not tonight. Next week, Memento the Brave will defend against Kiba, I think... Seems Sol's more interested in the Resistance Championship.
Brick: Indeed.
Scooter: And his tag team partner... a man you all know and love... despite his ridiculously long entrance... "THE DIRTY DOG" SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE... CLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMENSSSSSSSSS!!!9*&
The lights in the arena begin to fade as strobes fire up and crimson red spot lights fire up. A crimson red pot leaf appears spinning in the middle of the ring. Flash bulbs fire as lighters fire up. "Dr. Evening" by Danko Jones begin to play. On the big screen you can see images of soldiers marching mixed in with strippers stripping. Soon these images are replaced by words.
SHANE CLEMMENS Pyros fire as Shane appears from the entrance.
That woman you call your girlfriend won't be your woman when the sun comes down... step off! Hey little man don't you understand when Dr. Evening comes around That woman you call your girlfriend won't be your woman when the sun comes down If she wants me she's got me Dr. Evening says whatever makes her happy that woman just ain't your woman no more... step off! Shane heads to the ring with a brilliant smirk on his face. As he goes he raises the back of his hand towards the fans as if to smack them. His adoring fans scream, the fairweather fans boo. Shane keeps going.
I can feel your heartbeat pumping and your arms wrapped around me tight Now we can try several positions and all of them a compromise, because the only thing that I want to see is your boyfriend's look of surprise... step off! Shane rushes the ring, sliding in on his chest. Effortlessly he pops to his feet. He heads to to the corner and climbs to the second turn buckle, gazing out at the fans. He holds his fingers to his lips as if he's smoking a joint, then extends it to the audience. The fans pop, but then suddenly Shane gives a violent rendition of the "fist yourself" hand gesture.
Get on the floor, get in the mood, the mood that hits the spot Now if you can't wait to gyrate You need it now or you'll suffocate Dr.Evening's got that elixer for your insatiable state Try it on Shane, loving the roar of the crowd returns to the middle of the ring were he struts, bouncing as he warms up, stretching his neck. He finally pulls his tank top off and tosses it ringside.
You like it? I knew you'd like it baby. When the evening comes I come alive Shane returns to the corner, leaning against it as he awaits his opponent. The music dies as the lighting returns to normal. Serenity: What an impressive team we have here tonight. Memento the Brave and Shane -- hey, hey, wake up! Nick: Huh, what? Brick: Did I fall asleep? Serenity: You both did. Brick: Sorry. I couldn't help it. Nick: Brick, wipe that drool from your face. Brick: Oooopsies. And then, the lights go out. Nick: This is never good. Never, ever good. When the lights return, Power Trip is in the ring assaulting their opponents. Sean Starr is stomping on the Outlaw Champion while Aidan Morag is hitting Shane Clemmens in the corner with a rubber fist. Serenity: Why does Morag have a rubber fist? Brick: You don't want to know. Junior Referee Stinky Nuttsach takes the rubber fist away from Morag, sniffs it, makes a funny face, and tosses it out of the ring. Morag yells at Nuttsach for a moment, then turns around and gets kicked in the gut by Clemmens... then kisses the mat thanks to an Evenflow Dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane. Starr has Memento on his feet. He lifts Memento onto his shoulders, attempting some cool move... but the attempt is broken up by a forearm to Starr's back. Nick: If there are any more than one forearm involved, that's a lynching. Starr puts Memento down and turns around, receiving a Mongolian Uppercut from "The Dirty Dog," followed by a few fancy jabs... sending Starr through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Clemmens climbs out and goes after Starr as Nuttsach tries to get some kind of order in this contest. Clemmens grabs Starr and slams his head into the steps... as Memento uses the ropes to pull himself up in the ring. Clemmens goes to slam Starr's head again only to have a close encounter with Starr's elbow to his face, knocking the FU Founder to his ass. The two of them brawl outside of the ring, so much that Referee Nuttsach shrugs and keeps his attention on Morag and Memento. Both men have risen to their feet and Nuttsach finally calls for the opening bell. Memento approaches Morag and the two lock horns. Memento shoves Morag to the mat and grins as the boss gets back up. Memento taunts Morag, who doesn't look pleased. Morag comes in and the two lock up again. This time, Morag shoves Memento to the mat. The Outlaw Champ gets to his feet and sees Morag mocking him. Memento nods his head, kicks Morag in the gut, and Northern Irish whips Morag to the nearest corner... following in after Morag and being introduced to Morag's boot right to his head. Memento staggers back and Morag follows up the boot with a clothesline. Memento staggers to his feet and walks right into a sidewalk chalk slam from Morag. Morag gets up and raises his fists in the air... making the fans boo him even more. As he leans over to pick Memento back up, Memento grabs the back of Morag's neck and rolls him up with a small package. The surprise pinfall only garners a one count as Morag is able to kick out. Memento is quick to his feet, fueled by applause from the crowd. Morag rolls onto his stomach to get back up and Memento lays in some stomps to the boss. Morag rolls over to his back and Memento stomps the mat. Morag gets halfway up and shoves Memento head first through the top and middle ropes, sending the outlaw Champion to the floor. Memento gets to his feet and slides back into the ring. Once vertical, the Outlaw Champ runs at Morag... only to get caught with a twisting bodyslam. Morag drags his opponent to a standing position and pushes him into the corner, helping him to a seated position on the top turnbuckle. Morag ascends the ropes and sets Memento up for a superplex, but the Outlaw Champ jabs him in the side a few times before pushing him off. Morag lands on his feet. Memento stands on the top rope and somersaults off... landing on Morag's shoulders and connecting with a hurricanrana, holding his legs for a pin! Referee Nuttsach goes down to count and makes it to two before Sean Starr comes diving in out of nowhere! Brick: Where did Starr come from?! Nick: Nowhere, obviously. Serenity: I forgot that this was a tag team match. If Starr is back in, where is Clemmens? Starr kicks Memento in the head before he can get up, then drags Morag to their corner. Starr climbs out of the ring and onto the ring apron, grabs the tag rope, and reaches over the top rope to tag himself in. He gets back into the ring and charges at Memento, punting the Outlaw Champion in the head. Starr rolls him over and goes for a pin. Nuttsach drops down to make the count, only hitting the mat two times before Memento the Brave throws his right arm off of the mat. Morag uses the ropes to get to an almost standing position as Starr is punching Memento on the mat. Memento throws a desperation kick and connects with the back of Starr's head somehow. A second kick to Starr sends him rolling out of the ring, holding his head. Morag is still dazed from earlier and doesn't know that he is tagged out. He runs at Memento and goes for a clothesline, Memento ducks, and Morag takes out Referee Nuttsach instead. Brick: Morag just beat FU's Nuttsach! That bastard! Serenity: It looked like an accident, Brick. Calm down. Morag checks on the referee, then turns his attention back to Memento. Aidan kicks Memento in the gut and sets him up for a suplex. Instead of slamming the champ onto his back, the boss drops him with a brainbuster. Nick: TEH SICKENINGZ!!!~0 Morag yells to Starr to get back into the ring... and Starr listens. The Power Trip stomps Memento, then pills him to his feet and motions for some kind of sick double team move. Before Morag can lift Memento up, his attention is diverted when he sees Shane Clemmens running down the ramp with his hands behind his back. Morag pushes Memento to the side as Clemmens slides head first into the ring. Clemmens gets to his feet and spears Morag so hard that his shoes come flying off. Starr hits the ropes and charges at Clemmens... but the Dirty Dog sees it coming and hits a rockin' dropkick right to Starr's grill. Clemmens drops to his knees with his back facing Starr and he reaches into Starr's pocket, pulling out a shiv. Brick: How did that get in there? Nick: More importantly, why are Shane's hands tied behind his back? Serenity: Clearly it was a dirty tactic played by Starr backstage. Brick: And it backfired because Clemmens is using Starr's shiv to cut himself loose. Now that Clemmens is free, he grabs Morag and tosses him out of the ring. The Dirty Dog shakes Referee Nuttsach, who slowly sits up and is still dazed. Clemmens then follows and pulls Morag up, driving him back first into the side of the ring. Clemmens picks up the gross rubber fist that Morag used earlier and he waits for Morag to stagger forward. As he does, Clemmens swings the rubber fist and cracks Morag right in the temple. The fans go wild as Clemmens locks on a katihajime on Morag outside of the ring. Back in the ring, Starr gets to his feet slowly as memento is back to his knees. He runs to the ropes, but gets tripped from the outside by Clemmens. Starr turns around and yells at Clemmens, who flips off Starr. Starr turns around and is kicked in the gut by Memento, who quickly spins to a side, wrenching Starr's neck and then drops him right on his neck in the middle of the ring. Nick: ZOMG CROSS SPIKE!!8!` Memento the Brave covers Sean Starr, hooking both legs as Nuttsach drops down for the one, two, three! Cut to Commercial...
Morag: Hold it right there, Memento.
The music dies down and the camera pans over to Morag, who is holding his head with one hand and a microphone with the other.
Morag: Memento, you think you're all big and bad now that you're buddy buddy with Clemmens, huh? You will soon realize that aligning yourself with him... will be the death of you. I'm not talking about an actual death. I'm talking about the death of your career. See, you made a pretty big enemy when you got involved in what would have been a squash victory of Clemmens last week.
Memento nods his head as Clemmens seems to have cracked a joke inside the ring. Morag walks to the edge of the ring and drags Starr out, then leans his partner up against the barricade.
Morag: Oh... and you, you think you're funny, huh? You won't be laughing next week when your buddy Memento loses his Outlaw Title to Kiba Bunson, I think... Sol doesn't seem interested in talking shit, the pussy. You guys may have won the battle tonight... by shady tactics, I might add... but in three weeks at Fight Union Rally TWO... it's going to be Memento the Brave versus Shane Clemmens.
The joking inside the ring ends as the two men stare at one another.
Morag: But wait, there's more! Just to insure that you guys don't pull any shenanigans... Memento, your mask is on the line... Shane, your career is on the line.
Aidan drops the mic and helps his partner up the ramp as whatever his lame music is starts to play.
Nick: The fans don't seem to like the announcement very much.
Brick: Clemmens and Memento don't either.
Serenity: What a blockbuster announcement. In three weeks... Shane Clemmens will put his career on the line and Memento the Brave will put his mask on the line!
Kaleb Connors is already in the ring.
Nick: Man I hate it when the people don’t get to see their entrances!
Brick: His sucks anyways…
Serenity: Alright calm down guys, here watch this entrance.
"Hold It Against Me" by Ben Salhany ft. Adonai starts to play and the rabid Fight Union audience rises at once for another breathtaking appearance of Nick Kincaid, arguably the greatest wrestler in the history of the business.
Nick: His sucks too.
Brick: Yeah!
Serenity: You idiots are never happy!
Nick walks by the announce table and does to give Nick and Brick double high-fives, they look confused but go for it. Nick lowers his hands as they reach out and grabs them by the head smashing them together. Nick laughs and then rolls into the ring. Once Kincaid is in the ring, his good mood is changed to a serious focus on the battle ahead of him.
Nick: OWWW! What the fuck?
Brick: That shit wasn’t cool!
Filthy Ramirez walks to the center of the Hexagon and holds one hand out the Nick and he nods his head signaling he’s ready. Filthy does the same with Kaleb who also nods and Filthy claps his hands and the bell rings signaling the start of this match.
Serenity: Alright here we go ladies and gentlemen, the real match starts now!
Nick smiles at Kaleb, but Kaleb’s expression never changes as he runs in and hooks the legs of Nick for a quick takedown. Kaleb ends up in a mount position between Nick’s legs, Kaleb begins trying to throw punches. Kaleb lands a few before Nick grabs him and pulls him close not allowing him to get his full power behind his punches.
Serenity: Smart move there by Kincaid tying him up.
Nick:
Serenity: Real clever there Nick, I’m surprised you know anything about sex.
Nick: Sex? Noooo that’s what me and Brett use to do for fun, you know wrestling around…ball gags…all that shit.
Kaleb tries to get a better position but Nick is able to scramble out and up to his feet. Kaleb gets up at about the same time as they begin to box a little. Both men are trying to land combos but neither one is able to get the upper hand in the boxing competition. Kaleb misses with a wild right hook and pays the price as Nick hits him with a straight hard left jab that rattles Kaleb.
Brick: Come on Kaleb take a punch!
Serenity: Were you not just whining like a little girl when Kincaid slammed your heads together? ….That’s what I thought.
Kincaid tries to land a spinning back fist but Kaleb ducks and lands a few good combos to the body of Kincaid. Nick finally gets his bearings back and lands a few punches on Kaleb’s body as well. Kaleb misses with another punch as Nick spins down and sweeps the legs out from under Kaleb. Nick gets a few stomps in on Kaleb and then lunges and gets a good punch in on the face of the downed Kaleb Connors.
Serenity: Devastating punch right there by Nick! Kaleb is starting to bleed from the nose…
Nick gets up and plays to the crowd a little, he turns to Kaleb and motions for him to get up. Kaleb gets up as Nick runs at him and tries to hit a superman punch, Kaleb dodges it and somehow grabs the arm of Nick as he puts him in a rings of Saturn looking maneuver. Filthy comes in and checks on Nick who is screaming out in pain.
Nick: Pay back is a bitch NICK!
Serenity: This could be it.
Filthy is so distracted trying to check on Nick that he doesn’t notice that Nick squeezes Kaleb’s balls to get him to release. Kaleb rolls off in pain and then gets up holding himself complaining to Filthy. He gets all up in Filthy’s face angry as Nick gets to his feet.
Serenity: Kaleb needs to quit worrying about what’s already went down!
Nick gets stable and sees his opening, he does a crow hop and then superkicks Kaleb in the back of the head. Filthy moves and Kaleb is sent over the ropes with the force of the kick and he hits his head on the floor.
Serenity: SHOCKWAVE!
Nick: COME ON KALEB!
Filthy looks out over the ropes and then turns and waves his hands signaling the end of the match, he then turns back to the entrance and motions for EMT’s to come out from the back. The camera pans over the ropes and shows a motionless Kaleb Connors with blood draining from his nose.
Nick jumps to one of the turnbuckles and holds his hand up in victory.
Scooter: The winner of this match from stoppage by referee Filthy Ramirez is the “Near Future” Nick Kincaid!
Kincaid jumps down and then rolls out of the ring, he looks at the fallen Kaleb and just gives a smile as he turns and walks up the ramp passing the EMT’s.
Serenity: Let’s just hope that nothing is seriously wrong with Kaleb, that was a nasty spill.
The scene fades to commercial as the EMT’s are taking all precautions to make sure Kaleb is ok.
The FU tron begins to flicker again as we find ourselves shakily looking at the ceiling.
Jacob Marcel: Damn it is this thing working again?
Jacob shakes the camera and looks straight in to it.
Jacob Marcel: Calling Earth! Come in Earth!
Brick: Jakey!
Nick: Jakey?... Really?
The crowd begins to cheer wildly for no reason cause Jacob is a face and that's what he does to crowds or something.
Jacob Marcel: Hello My Babies! Sorry about earlier it would appear the feed got lost somehow. None the less I want you all to know love was made! I am very happy to let you all know that it was awesome.
Jacob puts the camera back on the tripod and refocuses the camera before backing away in the bedroom to show him still wearing the Elephant trunk thong that for some reason seems to have green facial mud on it.
Jacob Marcel: Very Good.
Brick: Gah, she's so lucky!
Christy: You humped my face for three minutes singing "Born this Way", I don't think that counts!
Jacob Marcel: Now my love, Don't be hating over my skills. We all know you couldn't help but get wet by my sweet face dance moves!
Jacob begins to shake his hips and thrust as he 'dances' to great enjoyment of the crowd.
Nick: This is ridiculous.
Brick: This is amazing!
Jacob Marcel: Now my babies, I want you all to know that I can be serious and I feel a need to be serious. You see two weeks ago our dear friend Breadbox lost his life and I never expressed publicly how I felt about this sad situation.
Jacob looks down sighing as he brings his hand to his face and begins to weep.
Brick: Ah what a sad and emotional moment.
Nick: He keeps calling Kiba, Breadbox. His name was Bunson, can't he call him by his name?
Jacob Marcel: And I want you all to know the real breadbox. Not the pathetic sack of nothing you saw in that hexagon but the real man behind the mask.
Christy: That was Memento.
Jacob Marcel: Oh so the one without the mask was the one that died?
Christy: Yeah.
Jacob Marcel: ...Well I'll be a son of a gun. I could of swore it was the other way around. Babies if you want to hear me share memories of Breadbox then let me hear a cheer for our fallen friend!
The Crowd... goes completely silent.
Jacob Marcel: That's it give me a loud cheer!
The crowd is still completely silent.
Jacob Marcel: Yeah, I don't blame you either. He was boring as hell. Never had anything to say drove me nuts, broke my nose and that's about his greatest claim to fame.
Christy: He was the outlaw champion for a bit.
Jacob Marcel: That doesn't count, he beat nobody of importance!
Christy: He beat you twice.
Jacob Marcel: My point exac... shut up! Anyway folks, I want you all to know that Breadbox will forever be in our socks. He will most likely be forgotten and forever left to die as a sad dark time in this companies history. Kind of like this show tonight where they didn't book me! Can you believe that? The most exciting man to enter this company and they don't book me! Look at me babies! Look at me! I'm like a Greek God with this body and they don't book me? How the hell can they not book me!?
Christy: Well you have lost all of your fights.
Jacob Marcel: True, but to be fair none of those matches ever mattered to me.
Christy: Well maybe you should make a challenge to somebody and give a damn next week?
Jacob Marcel: Make a challenge? That's not a bad idea... I'm going to challenge somebody with a name around here. I'm going to challenge somebody that could make me a star! I need a list of the roster! I got one here somewhere!
Jacob begins to flip through clothes with his ass to the camera once again as the ladies sorta woo as well as one guy behind Nick Lukas.
Nick: Stop wooing in my ear Brick!
Brick: Wooo!!
Jacob finds a crumpled up piece of paper and stands back upright turning back to the camera.
Jacob Marcel: Let's see here... so many names so few who are deserving of a match with me. The greatest of all time. It's hard being so amazing. Now let's see... Hmmm Shane Clemmens? Nah, that'd be too obvious. Maybe Aidan Morag... nah that's like attacking a handicap man with down syndrome who was paralyzed after having all his limbs amputated. Johnny Legend?... Nah, that's not going to do it. Johnny Lukas... he sounds familiar for some reason... probably some curtain jerker.
The crowd gives a 'Oooo' sound as they hear the name of the champion.
Jacob Marcel: Hmmm, Shawn Wash? Welsh? Walsh! That's a name... I think I heard of him. He was like a champion when I was 6 or something. He's been around a long time... That could be fun. Shawn Walsh, I see your name here on the roster! It's from a month ago, but I'm sure that's up to date. So next week live and in color babies! I challenge Shawn Walsh to face me like a Man!
Brick: What a match!
Nick: Shawn isn't on the roster though...
Brick: We could be witnessing history shush!
Jacob Marcel: And if you don't accept my challenge then you sir shall be a nanny nanny boo-boo head! Yeah, take that to your grave Shawnathon.
Brick: Strong language advisory!
Jacob Marcel: Babies, I'm coming back next week strong and in charge watch out!
The crowd screams even louder than before. Suddenly, the lights dim a little.
SHOUT
"Sour Cherry" by The Kills amps up as the lights in the arena go out.
Scooter: Coming out first, from Missoula, Montana, weighing in at One Hundred Thirty pounds, She is the Resistance Champion... Shyla CLEMMENS!
Cuz you crossed my Mind
The lights in the arena come back up in hot crimson red as images of Shyla Clemmens appear on the big screen-strobes fire up. Spotlights hit the entrance as "Caustic Siren" Shyla Clemmens appears. She's looking serious. She stops dead in her tracks and gazes from one side of the arena to the other and when her eyes lock back on the ring pyros fire. As they die down Shyla walks the entrance ramp.
Make my Blood pump Seven-Eight-Nine
She climbs the ring steps and walks to the center of the apron, turns a smirk to the fans, and slides on leg into the ring. She leans forward slowly and slides through the ropes and walks to the center of the ring.
Go-go-go-go-go-home.
The lights come up as Pyros fire straight up behind her as the music dies down.
The lights in the arena dim and fade as a single white light shines on stage. The opening to "Monster" by Kanye West plays slowly over the speakers.
"I shoot the lights out..."
A blue strobe flashes about the entrance area/stage, causing the crowd in attendance to stir in anticipation. The strobe settles in over the entrance. "Gossip, gossip," "Nigga just stop it." "Everybody knows,"
"I'M A MOTHERFUCKIN' MONSTER."
The sound of a glass shattering echoes throughout the arena as we are thrust into darkness. Different shades of blue flash very dimly on stage as the slow opening to "Beautiful Lasers (2 Ways)" by Lupe Fiasco ft. MDMA starts. The blue lights on stage switch to above the ring and a white spotlight moves to center stage as the song gets into full force.
"There's only two ways out of here..."
Johnny Lukas emerges from the back to a chorus of boos from the hostile crowd. He responds by completely ignoring their jeers. He stares straight at the ring for a moment seeming to psyche himself up.
Scooter: Now making his way to the ring... Weighing in at 220 lbs... From Miami, Florida... He is the Fight Union Champion! JOHNNY LUKAS!!!
Filthy checks the two champions and returns to the middle of the ring to call for the match to begin.
Serenity: Lukas verses Clemmens and no we’re not talking about Shyla’s latest spat with Tyler.
Brick: I’m sad that they’re fighting. I miss seeing her…
Nick: I can imagine, Brick.
The bell rings and Clemmens stands her ground. Lukas looks on at her with a smug look on his face, Lukas steps across the ring and the two lock up. Lukas rips her into a headlock and mouths off at the fans. Clemmens slips her chin out and goes behind Lukas and leaps up onto his back and sinks in a rear naked choke. Lukas staggers a moment before throwing his legs out from under him. They both crash to the mat—Clemmens is crushed by Lukas’ weight but she keeps the hold sunk in and now Johnny Lukas finds himself in seven kinds of trouble.
Serenity: Clemmens might just shock the world here with an early submission!
Nick: How she maintained that hold with that tub of lard on top of her, I’ll never know.
Brick: He’s not fat, he’s just a whole lotta Johnny.
Lukas manages to break free of Clemmens but cannot capitalize. He rolls over trying to catch his breath as Clemmens rolls away and hops up to her feet. She climbs to the top of the nearby turn buckle and gets ready to take flight. Lukas slowly rises to his feet, all the while favoring his neck. Clemmens leaps off the top turnbuckle and slings herself towards Lukas with a big time flying leg lariat! Lukas hits the mat hard and rolls over in pain. Clemmens rolls right back to her feet.
Serenity: Clemmens giving up her body to the wrestling gods there.
Nick: She could give it up…
Brick: Don’t you dare!
Clemmens pounces on the downed Lukas and drives lefts and rights into his face. Lukas gets his block up and manages to pull guard position and transition over. He clasps a hand on Clemmens’ throat and drives a wicked right hand down. Lukas proceeds to choke Clemmens who struggles. Her face starts turning red. She claws out for the ropes but has no chance. Johnny wraps his free hand around her throat and starts choking her out.
Serenity: Filthy might have to stop this one!
Brick: Reminds me of that time I choked on that burrito.
Nick: A whole burrito?
Brick: Yeah? What of it?
Shyla jabs a thumb into Johnny’s eye. Johnny lets go of her and favors his eye. Shyla grasps at her throat and coughs as she tries to suck in air. She reaches back with everything she’s got and drives a thunderous right palm into Johnny’s solar plexus which crumples him up. He retreats as Shyla rolls over and crawls for a corner—anywhere to get away from the Fight Union Champion.
Serenity: This is a great opportunity to truly see how resilient the Resistance Champion is.
Nick: Resilient Resistance. Try saying that three times really fast.
Suddenly from the entrance ramp appears Aidan Morag. Beside him is Harvey Lohman. The fans boo their arrival. They stand and watch.
Clemmens gets into the corner but Lukas comes up behind her and takes a hand full of her blonde mane. He wrenches her around and scowls at the fans. Clemmens looks to be out of it and Johnny gets right into her face and it looks like he’s about to hoist her up for a big finish when she drives a stiff forearm into his groin. The fans let out a big ‘whoop’ as Johnny doubles over and crumbles to the mat.
Sean Starr joins Morag and Harvey on the entrance ramp.
Serenity: It looks like they might want to have the last laugh here on both Champions!
Morag and Starr make a break for the ring and Harvey plays guard at the entrance. Morag and Starr both slide into the ring and begin working over Shyla Clemmens with big boots! Once she’s down Morag turns on Johnny Lukas who is still down from the groin shot!
Morag gets into Filthy’s face and demands he call the match.
Scooter: Uhhhh. Ok… Winner by disqualification, Shyla Clemmens!
The fans boo as Morag and Starr begin to put the boots to Johnny Lukas. Harvey looks on with a smirk on his face as the beat down continues.
Serenity: Perhaps Clemmens can do something about this!
Shyla Clemmens rises up to her feet, favoring her ribs. She stalks up behind Morag and leaps up to nail him with a double knee backbreaker! Morag fish flops across the ring as Johnny Lukas flies up off the mat to deck Starr in the mouth!
Brick: What a punch!
Harvey fidgets on the entrance stage as he watches the tide of the fight turn in favor of Johnny Lukas and Shyla Clemmens. Harvey pulls out his cell phone and looks on. Before Harvey can dial in more assistance a very familiar face taps him on the shoulder from behind. Harvey turns around to find himself face to face with The Dirty Dog himself.
The fans go nuts.
Shane smirks at Harvey. Harvey looks back to see Starr and Morag both down in the ring! Shane Clemmens nails Harvey right across the bridge of his nose with a wicket head butt. Harvey stumbles backwards and Shane Clemmens bolts forward and nails the Make a Bitch!
Harvey, Morag, and Starr are all down.
Johnny glares at Shyla—she glares right back at him. The fans go crazy!
Serenity: What an ending! What will this mean for Violent Behavior Six?!
Cut to Commercial…
The changing room that Shyla is ushered into is somewhat dark and decrepit looking due to half of the room's neon lights being burnt out, but otherwise, she looks relieved to see the door shut behind her. She picks at the tape on her knuckles slowly, and paces around the room
unraveling her hands. Shyla is just about to run a tap to clean up her face a bit, when there is a knock on the door. She sighs audibly, and throws the cloth down.
Shyla: ....Come in!
The door opens quietly and she quickly swabs at her face before turning around to face the visitor.
Tyler Lukas: I hope I'm not disturbing you.
Shyla faces him, a grim expression on her face.
Shyla: What do you want?
Tyler: Funny, a lot of people have been asking me that a lot lately. I've been asking myself, even.
He sits down on the bench and puts his elbows on his knees and looks up at her with a sombre expression on his face. Shyla hesitantly sits opposite him, but in a defiant expression, she crosses her legs and scowls at him. Despite himself, he smiles at her, clearly trying not to betray something.
Shyla: What are you laughing at?
Tyler: I'm-- I'm-- You're just trying so hard, that's all.
Shyla seems surprised at this, and tilts her head at him.
Shyla: What do you mean?
Tyler: You're trying so hard to be angry at me.
Shyla: You don't think I'm angry with you? Well let me tell you--
Tyler cuts her off, reaching forward and grabbing her hand.
Tyler: I've been trying so hard to be angry at you too. Brick makes it damn near impossible though. He's made me watch “Lady & the Tramp” nearly 10 times this week. He misses you.
Shyla's face softens.
Shyla: I miss him too. But you...Tyler, I can't believe you think I'd...
Tyler: Let's go somewhere and talk this out, okay? Miranda's been skulking about, getting on my nerves. Let's get out of this creepy change room and go talk, for real...
He reaches forward and pecks her on the cheek, and she offers him a small smile.
Shyla: Okay, let me get changed then. I'll meet you outside.
Tyler: Well you know...it's been like a week-- I could always just wait here, just in case...
Shyla blushes despite herself, and pushes him out the door.
Shyla: I'll be right there.
Tyler closes the door behind him, and she throws herself into action and scoops all her stuff in her bag. In another thirty seconds, she is just about out the door, when the last remaining neon light in the room snaps off. Shyla gasps, and can be heard stumbling before the changing room door yawns open. She runs into the light, closes the door behind her. Just before the camera turns off, a giggle can be heard in the corner of the room.
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