Drago gets a mic from an official and looks at the rugged Crossbones.

Drago : Ah yes, the Camelbones! What want?

Crossbones : Perhaps ye thinks that your time be more important than mine , it be rude to keep a man waiting.

Drago : Is there point to this? Or are you just trying to hit Mariah Carey notes?

Crossbones : Please sir, would ye be so kind as to stand behind that line right there.

He points to one of the chalk lines he's previously drawn on the mat.

Drago : Huh?

Crossbones : Just humor me, if ye'd be so kind.

Reluctantly , and a little confused , Drago steps over to, and then behind the chalk line.

Crossbones : Hunting man, ye be possessing something that I want , and that causes me great strife.

Drago grimaces, looking fairly annoyed.

Drago : This 4th time this week! No, Bubba is not for sale! He is mi-

Crossbones : That shiny strap ye have about your waist.

He points to Drago's North American championship.

Drago removes it from around his waist , and places it over his shoulder.

Drago : If wanting this championship so badly, why don't you try and ge-

Crossbones : Easy there Quint , I have a deal I'd like to propose to you.

Drago : I'm listen.

Crossbones : I propose, that if I can beat you, here and now, tonight in this ring , then you give me a shot at that shiny trinket at Wrestlution 10!

The crowd pop as Crossbones points to a Wrestlution banner hanging high up in the arena.

Drago : Deal, Throat-Cut-Bones!.

Drago hands his title to the referee , and begins to start stretching in preparation for the match , he looks over the other side of the ring at Crossbones , as he expects him to be doing the same, but he isn't , instead he is wiping his hands down with a rag he has pulled from his sack, and then hands a small note to the referee.

Crossbones : Mr. Ree , here be the rules of engagement.

The referee opens the note and begins to read to hismelf.

Drago looks confused.

Drago : So are we doing this or what?

Crossbones stands up from his corner, and walks over to the white line on the mat.

Crossbones : My good man, I never said anything about a wrestling match..we will settle this like real men! With pistols and swords!!! ON GUARD!

Drago looks confused as hell as he looks at the referee for some clarification , the referee looks equally as confused and just shrugs his shoulders.

Crossbones : On the count of 3 , ring the bell!!!

Drago still has no clue what is going on.

Referee : I have no idea, I think he's either drunk or crazy , just go along with it!

The referee begins to count down.

Referee : 3......2.......1......DRAW!!! [He rings the bell]

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What the hell is going on?
	JUSTICE THATS WHAT! WHAT KIND OF MAN BRINGS A SWORD RIFLE TO A DUEL? A MONSTER THATS WHO, AND I DON'T MEAN THE MONSTER!

Smythe is sitting in his locker room staring at the television. Clearly not in a good mood because of the daunting match stipulation surrounding tonight's match with his former ally Dorian Arnaud. He starts boiling up as another scene ends and he gets up and pours himself a shot of hennessy as Blue Diamond walks into the room.

Smythe: It doesn't make any sense Blue.

Blue: What doesn't make any sense?

Smythe: What had Dorian Arnaud done with his entire career to put it on the line against me? What has his entire career mounted up to. I mean his biggest accomplishment will be him losing to me tonight and his career coming to an end.

Blue: So what's the problem? You end him tonight and then you end Leonheart at Wrestlution...

Smythe: Leon has earned the right to lost to me at Wrestlution. Arnaud has earned nothing. If I lose I can't win a title this season.... ME!!!! What has he done to cost me anything???

Blue: Well maybe your anger is directed at the wrong person.

Smythe: You're right... that old man let this happen... but guess what!!! I'll make something happen that ill hurt him.

Blue: Again... how can you hurt the man that signs your paychecks?

Smythe: Easy Blue, you know that massive Wrestlution Twiste, Steel Warfare match between legends that will be the top draw of the show?

Blue: Yes the Pinnacle of Wrestlution 10!!!

Smythe: I'm not going to wait till Wrestlution to step into the cage and end Leonheart... no... I'm going to do it next week!!! I will make the calls and I will bring Twisted Steel Warfare to Riot next week. Then there will be no Leonheart at Wrestlution... right after I end Arnaud's career tonight!!!

Smythe: My road to Wrestlution will be nothing but broken bodies Blue... Broken bodies and dreams all over that ring!!!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Smythe Better Focus on the task at hand!
	It's a big night for him!

OCW Hardcore Match
Tre Golden vs Sid Harrison

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I'm sensing a pattern! (checks watch)
	Good Heavens!

The camera cuts to Ryu Matsumoto in the backstage area of the arena. He’s walking backwards, looking back every now and again to make sure he’s not walking into something.

He’s wearing a classic Ambition Era, FIRE t-shirt. After a few more steps he holds up both hands to signal a stop.

CAMERAGUY: Hey Ryu, what are we doing back here?

RYU: Something really cool, are you ready?

CAMERAGUY: Ready for what?

Ryu rubs his palms together, a devilish smile spreads from ear to ear.

RYU: Salutations Spiderflies!

RYU: It’s me, it’s me, it’s your girl’s favorite wrestler Tiberius Dupree… wait that’s not right… Let me try that again.

Ryu winks into the camera and begins again.

RYU: WHAT YA GUNNA DO, WHEN YOUR GIRL’S FAVORITE WRESTLER RYU, RUNS WILD ON YOU.

RYU: Welcome one and all, Spiderflies all over the world to RYUtv.

RYU: This is Ryu Matsumoto here with my good friend, your girl’s favorite video technician, the Cameraguy; say what’s up camera guy.

CAMERAGUY: Hey yo!

RYU: We’re broadcasting live from backstage and I thinks we should get right into it.

CAMERAGUY: Into what?

RYU: Tiberius Octavius Bustamus Maximus Dupree.

RYU: Tibbles, I have no idea what your problem is with me, but whatever it is, no matter what you say and no matter what you do you can’t keep me down.

Ryu points at his chest and the FIRE logo that’s covering it.

RYU: You see I got this thing inside me, I don’t really know what to call it…

CAMERAGUY: Indigestion?

RYU: No, it's this thing I’ve got it in my heart.

CAMERAGUY: Oh man, if it’s a blockage you gotta check that out.

RYU: No man, I know I’ve got it in my eyes too.

CAMERAGUY: Man, I’m just a camera guy, you gotta be asking a doctor about this stuff.

RYU: Whatever it is you wanna call it inside me, it keeps me going, through thick and thin.

RYU: Broke my neck in Japan, work to get a shot here in OCW and keep going.

RYU: Creative has nothing for me here, throw on a mask and become the one of the hottest heels coming out of Ambition, keep going.

RYU: Get my stable buried by a selfish vet, win the Ex Division Championship, keep going.

RYU: Break my back in one of the greatest matches in Wrestlution history, return to the biggest hot streak of my career and snapped the Eternal Title Reign, keep going.

RYU: Tiberius Octavius Montavious Dupree. If you want to try and come at me with your Fire. Try and burn my legacy away, and I’m going to KEEP GOING.

RYU: Know this, my willpower is INFINITE and even if I have to break every bone in my body, snap every fiber in my being, I am going to going to go right through you at Wrestlution and KEEP GOING.

RYU: And when I do, I’ll prove to myself, and every Spiderfly around the world, that my name belongs in the stars right next to yours, and right next to every other legend that’s ever set foot in an OCW ring.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hahah! what a cut-up!
	HOW DISRESPECTFUL!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Always a classic!
	Sugabooga!

The scene opens up with footage taken earlier in the day from a morning show based in New York.

Michael: The show really sucks today. I mean more than usual.

Kelly: That it does.

Michael: No, I mean it ‘really’ sucks. Two cooking segments and a ventriloquist? I retired for ‘this’?

Kelly: Perhaps you could offer up a solution before we go live again? That would be great. What about that wrestling...guy...person. Riot is tonight, perhaps we bring them some publicity for tonight ‘and’ save this poor episode?

Michael: Don’t know much about the guy, nor did I bother getting details when he asked to voice his displeasure. Well, whatever. How much harm can it do?

Kelly: Well. Let's bring him on.

The hosts look to a nearby intern and request that they bring on the ‘wrestling guy’. Unsure if it was a good idea, and looking rather scared, he leads the seven footer on to the set and sits him between Kelly and Michael.

Kelly: That smell...that cigarette smell. So strong.

Michael: You're a big boy. Alright, we go live in thirty. After you get all aggressive toward OCW, I'll ask you to calm down. You decline, you threw a fake punch, I duck and give you one of those slams? Got it?

The seven footer merely stared at Michael with contempt as the feed went live. The hosts look the camera and smiled awkwardly.

Michael: Aaaaaand we're back, back with one for the wrestling fans out there.

Kelly: Mhm! OCW has a huge show tonight.

Kelly and Michael both turn to face the man seated in the middle.

Kelly: Now our staff tells us you've earned yourself some mainstream attention as of late. Admittedly, I stopped watching the network after Pugh lost the title. He's my favorite. But please, fill us in. Perhaps your tale will get me interested.

Guest: My story? Sure. Young girl used to hang around my club’s shop after school. We’d let her sweep the floors and clean windows. Community outreach type stuff.

Guest: Anyway, years go by, time flies, and she's still coming around. Now older and done with school, this girl and I get pretty damned close, but she keeps me at a distance.

Guest: She opens up more and I learn that she's obsessed with wrestling, OCW, and that her favorite wrestler was Aries. Tells me she’ll absolutely die if she doesn't see this match in person. So my club...raises the money so we can get two front row tickets.

Kelly: Do we want to know how these funds were raised?

Guest: Nope.

Kelly: Carry on.

Guest: With the money raised, we get on my bike and ride out to Wrestlelution Seven, just the two of us. Now keep in mind, I did all this for this woman without even getting close enough to sniff it.

Kelly and the camera crew look uncomfortable.

Guest: She gets to see her favorite in the main event. He comes up short, and she falls into depression.

The guest shrugged.

Guest: Didn't get any that night either. She tells me the next day she wants to be a wrestler. I had to draw the line there. Wrestling school is expensive. Had my own life to live, and OCW had already gotten more of my club’s money than it ever deserved. I don't even ‘like’ this crap.

Guest: She’s silent the entire ride back. Stops coming around completely. Days later I learn our safe has been cleaned right out…

The guest banged his clenched fist on the table.

Guest: She uses people. Sucks them dry like a damned leech until they ain’t useful. That bitch used me! My club. Cleaned us out, ran us right out of business. Years later, I see her on TV in an OCW ring. I ride to New York for answers, blocked at every turn. OCW is protecting that c*nt! OCW is harboring a criminal, damnit!

Kelly: Jesus!

Michael: Uncalled for!

Michael stands, as does the guest.

Guest: I want answers. I'm getting them one way or another. Bitch needs to pay!

Michael: You won't speak about another woman like that on MY show, I don't care how big you are.

Michael starts unfastening his tie, but is punched hard in the stomach. The large man proceeds to power bomb the male host through a table. The female host and audience start to scream, adding to the chaos. The guest looks to the camera and points.

Ed: Madison! I'm coming to Turmoil. Meet me, or more injuries will be on your conscience, bitch!

Ed pushes the camera out of the way before storming out of the studio.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That man isn't affilated with Our Company!
	It's a good thing Sensation is back! this is gonna get hairy!

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