Valkyrie has just arrived at the arena and is now hopping off her Harley Davidson 1200 Sportster Custom.
As she makes her way to her locker room, she receives a phone call.
???: Hey there, Sarah.
Valkyrie: Hi.
???: I hope you didn't bet against H2O again, because he won at Super Turmoil…
Valkyrie: Enough of this! Me and H2O are like brother and sister, alright?
Valkyrie: I wasn't thinking straight when I bet against him at Devil’s Night, but you know what?
Valkyrie: H2O will never find out… I have nothing to worry about!
Just as she's about to enter her locker room, she bumps into a very familiar face.
H2O: I thought I heard my name out here.
Valkyrie: Hey there, Harvey! Nice to see you.
She quickly hides the phone in her pockets.
H2O: Who were you talking to? And about what?
Valkyrie: The “Who” is classified, I'm sorry. As for the “What”…
H2O: Did you bet against me, Valk?
Valkyrie: What?! NO! Absolutely not!
H2O: You are a terrible liar, you know that?
Valkyrie bites her lips and looks down.
H2O: You may not be aware but people have always doubted me since I stepped foot in OCW. “He can’t learn the ropes.” But learned fast enough to become Head Rookie.
H2O: Then it was, “He’ll never win The OCW Lightheavyweight Title”. But then I did. “He’ll lose his first title defense.” But I didn’t.
H2O: I defended it so well it got to the point where they started saying, “I want him to lose it already.” That’s when I allowed myself to show The OCW Universe a wicked side of me.
Valkyrie puts her head down and places her hands behind her back. She takes one foot and rub the tip of her foot from side to side.
Valkyrie: I know. I saw.
H2O: Now this season, you’ve seen what I’ve been going thru. You heard what they say about me in the locker rooms and you ended up doubting me. Why?
Valkyrie: What you have been going through? What about me?
Valkyrie: Have you already forgot all the things that I've been put through last season? I was kidnapped by a satanic cult, I got purposely crippled twice by my opponents...
Valkyrie: And yes, I doubted you. I thought Kassidy was going to win.
Valkyrie: I've said it. Are you happy now?
Valkyrie: But let me tell you something else...
Valkyrie: Who was there with you when Baker left B2O?
Valkyrie points to herself
Valkyrie: I was there.
Valkyrie: Who was there with you when Mugen took your title at Savage Lands?
Valkyrie: I was there.
Valkyrie: Who was there with you when Heather lost her mind and joined Kasstianity?
Valkyrie: I was there.
Valkyrie: Who was there with you when TTT was humiliating you on a weekly basis in the first half of the season?
Valkyrie: I was there. I and I alone was there with you.
Valkyrie: It's easy for Bobby and KD to call themselves your allies now. You are at the top of the mountain! You are the man!
Valkyrie: But when you were at the bottom, it was just me and you.
H2O: I know. That’s why I questioned it.
H2O: Valkyrie, we’re two different yolks mixed in this big frying pan that is OCW. We both were and still under the same amount of heat.
H2O: Now we can sit here and scramble with each other and look like a jumbled mess. Or bond together nicely and get over easy like we have been.
H2O: When you plate us together like that it looks better for OCW.
Valkyrie: I'm not scrambling with you, believe me.
Valkyrie: I'm just saying though: people in this business tend to have short term memory, but I'm not like them.
Valkyrie: You should never question my loyalty. I will never backstab you for the simple fact people have done it to me so many times.... I know too damn well how it feels now.
Valkyrie shakes her head and walks away, as H2O looks on.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Talk about a reality check!
It's ALL A FACADE!!!!
The scene opens with the Uncrowned in the medical room with an on-site doctor taping up Antonio Everrett’s arm, ahead of his match with KD Angelo.
Doc is sat on a spare chair at the side of the room, fresh off his win against Braddock, but with a sweat-drenched towel around his neck and an ice pack held in his left arm against the back of his head.
Ant’s arm had already been taped up earlier, but due to the attack from Braddock post-match and the subsequent save by Everrett, new bandages had to be applied, much to the shagrin of the OCW Crew member.
OCW Doctor: You know, going out like that really isn’t the best idea when you’ve barely been cleared to compete tonight. You very easily could’ve caused more damage to this arm that would’ve put you out of action for a while longer.
Everrett shoots a look at Doc, a bit miffed at what the doctor had to say regarding the altercation.
Everrett: What, and leave my best mate out to dry when some crazy loon can’t handle his loss? No chance. The only reason I wasn’t out there with him tonight was because you’ve had me holed up here since the minute I stepped out of the car. My arm’s fine, and I’m going to prove it when I steal the show with KD and topple that giant once and for all.
Antonio goes to lift his arm suddenly but quickly winces and recoils in pain. The doctor lets out a sigh and then chuckles, knowing he was right.
OCW Doctor: Let’s just focus on getting you ready to compete tonight. Speaking of, if you want to fight through the pain, you’re going to have to put this brace on. It doesn’t look great on you, admittedly, but it’ll get you through it.
The doctor rummages through a nearby box and grabs an elbow brace, handing it to Everrett who stares at it, bewildered, then at Doc, who is visibly trying to hold back bursting into laughter.
Everrett: Jesus, man. Could you not have found me something nice to put on?
OCW Doctor: It’s this, or no match.
Everrett looks defeated.
Everrett: Alright, alright. I’ll try it on.
He slides the brace up his arm, securing it over his elbow over some white tape and then carefully tests his arm.
Everrett: What do you think, Doc?
Doc: Looking good, mate. Doctor’s orders, right? We all want to see you kick some arse tonight, why not do it with a silly elbow pad on? You’ll be fine soon enough.
They laugh together but are interrupted by a looming presence appearing in the doorway, almost entirely filling the light. That would be the presence of KD Angelo, dressed in his ring gear with his towel over his shoulder and mask held in his right arm. The atmosphere in the room shifts as he steps in, as all eyes and ears in the room are on him to hear what he has to say.
KD: Had you feeling you two might be found here. I’m looking forward to our fight tonight, Antonio. I dig your game, and Doc, you got fight too, a lot of it. I respect that.
Doc and Antonio exchange looks with each other, as Doc turns to speak.
Doc: Appreciate that, man. I mean, we grew up staying up late into the night to watch you kick peoples’ arses every single week. Listen, I respect you, but one man I do not respect is your son. He tried to put my tag partner on the shelf, and it was his fault we missed out on the biggest match of our careers against CQC. He attacked Ant with a chair, he attacked me with a chair, and accepted help from two of the men you’ve been trying to fight against for so long now. Maybe it’s about time you went and had a strong word with him, but not before I get to kick his arse just like I’ve seen you do it so many times.
By the time Doc had finished talking, he was up on his feet a few feet away from KD, staring daggers into his eyes which rested much higher than Doc’s. Everrett had also perked up by this point, ready to stand by his tag partner if anything went sour. KD rubs his beard thoughtfully and smiles slightly, before stepping back to lower the tension in the air.
KD: My son still has a lot to learn about respect. I taught him to never back down from a fight, to battle with grit, passion, and honor, and whether you win or lose, live to fight another day. What he did to you and your friend was unacceptable, so I understand why you want a fight with him. He’s gonna wanna fight dirty, so if it’s a steel chair shot or two that’ll knock some respect into him, I guess I’ll thank you for it.
KD turns his attention to Everrett.
KD: But you and me, Antonio, our fight is gonna be clean as a whistle, so may the best man win. I’ll see you out there, rook.
KD nods at Antonio, and he returns the favour, before turning and making his way out the door, and out of frame. There is a long silence following his exit which is broken by Ant.
Everrett: Man, he is so much bigger up close.
Doc: Tell me about it, bro.
They chuckle together to end the scene and the camera cuts back to the announce team.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Honorable!
Till the bell rings HAH!
The XTron Flickers On!
VALKYRIE vs ASHLEY BLAINE
The camera pans to the announce team.
WHAT!
OH YEAAA!
The OCWFED.com logo appears on screen followed by a Twitter logo then fades. Apparently one half of the tag team Rhyme Tyme, Buddy Burns has sent some shade towards fellow light heavyweight MAXWALE earlier today.
The first few official OCWFED.com tweets flash on screen.
The OCWFED.com and Twitter logo appear in conjunction again before fading.
The camera pans to the announce team.
We have a twitter!
And a snapchat!
We tune in to the P3 soundstage once again as “Fred Durst” and his band are playing their cover of “Rolling in the Deep”, also known as “Rollin’ Rollin’ Rollin’ (in the Deep)”. They start to hit their crescendo as “Fred Durst” yells at his drummer in what sounds like complete gibberish. The camera pans over to Mugen’s desk. After a moment, Bubba’s head smashes through the center and he sticks his tongue out.
Bubba: PFFFFFTTTT!!!!
Suddenly, Drago and Mugen’s head smash out of the desk right next to Bubba, and they laugh maniacally. They throw the pieces of the desk away from themselves, walking toward the crowd as Mugen’s desk is immediately replaced with a new one.
Mugen: WELCOME ONE AND ALL!!!!!
Drago: (gorilla noises)
Mugen: TO THE GREATEST SHOW EVER MADE!!!!!
Drago: (GORILLA NOISES)
Drago beats his chest and shoves Mugen. Mugen goes face to face with Drago and sticks his hand out. Drago slaps Mugen’s hand with his own and the pair go into a secret handshake. First going into a high five, then a down low, sideslap, spinning backhand, doing a Russian disco dance, until the pair finally clinch and start throwing blows at each other like Hockey players.
Crowd: FIGHT FOREVER!
They back off of each other and do a jumping chest bump to the roar of the crowd and an explosion sound effect.
Both: P3 BONANZA!!!!!!!!
Mugen does a picture-perfect backflip (with totally invisible wires helping him) onto his seat while Drago just calmly sits down on the couch.
Mugen: Old sport. You’ve known me for years. My favorite musician in the whole wide world. GO.
Drago: Uh, Limp Bizkit?
“Fred Durst” nods in approval with a silly smile on his face.
Mugen: Well, close. But no cigar.
Mugen: Folks, I’m introducing a man I’ve idolized for a long time. I can’t get over him. He’s left his mark on me, and I just want his hot love and emo-
Drago: DRAKE?!?!?!
Mugen: Thats right Drago! Ladies and Gentlemen, he's a man with a plan, God's Plan. He goes hard for the city that he's from and he's on one. I present to you, Aubrey Graham, Drake!
The curtain pulls to the side to reveal a slightly overweight Jamaican gentleman with slightly disheveled clothes; a hoodie that looks like it’s been worn for the past two weeks and a pair of jeans that look like they’re from 1999. He looks at the camera with a smirk like he’s the greatest thing in the entire universe. He has himself a seat right next to Drago.
Drago sniffs something and very slowly backs away from “Drake” until he’s sitting on the opposite side of the couch.
Mugen: Drake, you look a bit different.
“Drake”: Aw yea, aw yea. I’m the greatest man. I said that before I knew I was.
Mugen recreates the thinking emoji but shrugs it off and continues the interview.
Mugen: SOOO I heard you wanted to get into the wrestling business?
“Drake”: Me and my friends we got money to spend
Mugen: Is that so?
“Drake”: I guess you lose some and win some. Long as the outcome is income
Mugen: You make a good point Mugen. What do you think Drago?
Drago: I still fan of “Fred” more.
“Drake”: I think I'm addicted to naked pictures
Mugen and Drago: Huh?
“Fred Durst”: Man, f*** this.
“Fred” steps up to the stage and shoves “Drake” out of the couch. “Drake” grabs something from under the couch and stands back up, revealing a pair of nunchucks in his hands. Drago and Mugen back away from what is sure to be an epic battle. “Fred” digs in his pant pocket and reveals with looks to be a lightsaber, albeit it isn’t turned on, so…..it’s just a saber. He keeps pushing the button to try to turn it on, but to no avail.
“Fred Durst”: F***!!!!!!!!!
“Drake” starts swinging his nunchucks at “Fred”, and “Fred” is able to dodge the first attack, but the second swing starts approaching him in slow motion. “Fred” dodges backwards like it’s The Matrix, but the nunchuck nicks his pinky.
“Fred Durst”: OUCH!!!!!
“Drake”: Back off, boy. Back off, BOY. BUMBOCLAT FRED DUNNO WHEN TO QUIT DA MUSIC BIDNESS.
“Fred” then lunges at “Drake” and hits him square in the chest with the saber. After the initial impact, “Drake” starts laughing it off. But then “Fred” hits the button on the saber one last time, and the red lightsaber turns on, going right through “Drake” ‘s chest! “Drake” looks down realizing what’s happened.
“Fred Durst”: Looks like I just drained you of your energy, BITCH!
