The cameras pan from the announcers table to the back as we see Jim Black standing near the locker room. As El Parca emerges from the curtain with his head held down Jim approaches the young luchador.
Jim Black: El Parca, tough loss out there tonight my friend. You gave it your best shot but, the big man Telos just kept coming. How do you feel going forward?
El Parca, waiting a moment to reply lets a long sigh out before picking his head up and looking at Jim; not even bothering to look at the camera.
As he begins to talk his tone & body language is something much different than what he has portrayed before.
El Parca: Honestly, Jim, I am very very disappointed. I thought I had him, this time I truly did. I thought my plan was coming to fruition and I thought my training back home in Mexico paid off.
El Parca:
But, alas, it did not. And I am very very disappointed in myself, my ability, and I don't know what else I could have done.
El Parca pats Jim's microphone down before he could ask another question and continues on talking.
El Parca: See Jim, before I came to OCW and the United States I had a dream. A dream to become the Pride of Mexico, to make all the little boys and girls back home proud to look up to a luchador. I wanted them to be proud to know their superhero is just a normal man.
El Parca:
But tonight, something just went wrong. I don't know what it was or what it is but I thought that everything was going to work out how I planned it but it didn't.
El Parca:
I mean you seen the match, everything was going so so well for me. Sure, I had some rough spots but I almost had it. Key word Jim El Parca begins to raise his voice. ALMOST!
El Parca throws his hands in the air before he somewhat calms down and looks back at Jim.
El Parca: Go ahead, ask another question if you'd like.
Jim Black: It is very clear to me and the fans watching live and at home tonight this loss really stung to you. Sure, it is very upsetting but why this exact time other than reasons you already stated is it so hard on you that you lost?
El Parca: Well, you see. When I went back home to Mexico and trained with my papa. I was reflecting on many things, one of those was the fact how things were so different here in America compared to Mexico.
El Parca:
I wasn't used to bigger competitors and men who could quite literally toss me across the ring with ease. See, back home we all were quite small and fast. We weren't these big, bulky, brutes that eat protein forty-seven times a day.
El Parca:
And so I focused, very very hard on my training. Because I knew when I came back I had to go up against yet another big man who could toss me around the ring.
El Parca:
And what happened Jim? I blew it yet again. I had finally thought I cracked the code but unfortunately I hadn't.. but, I cannot dwell on this forever.
El Parca:
I have to regroup and rethink my plans.. because I will not keep losing I will not allow myself to perform like this. I will not and I must not.
El Parca walks away without mentioning goodbye or anything to Jim and puts his head down yet again as he walks farther into the back.
As he is walking in the back sounds of chairs, and other things are heard as if someone is throwing them. The cameras then pan back to the announcers table..
The camera pans to the announce team.
Tough loss!
It's the nature of the beast!
The Camera Pans To The X-Tron
After that, the camera cuts to the outside. The audience sees a building. The camera zooms out and the words "Metropolitan Toronto Police Headquarters".
The camera cuts and the screen goes black. Then it cuts to one of the cells. A very pleading and desperate voice is heard from the cell and the person who is asking to be released appears to be crying.
The police officer comes up to the cell and laughs at the prisoner. When the policeman walks off some light shines on the prisoner's face and it is recognized to be Billy Saturn.
He sees the camera and starts to bang on the cell, pleading to take him out. He seems very scared and starting to go crazy.
As soon as he realizes no help will come from the cameraman he starts to scream. The police officer then comes back into the frame and asks the cameraman to stop filming.
Only audio is heard now. And the only sound that is heard is Billy's screams, that get louder and louder. The screams continue until some electric sound is heard and then the screams stop.
We currently have no more information on what happened to Billy Saturn. All we know is that he has been arrested for a serious crime and will stay in jail until further notice.
The camera pans to the announce team.
WHAT!
That boy outta this world!
ELLIOT PARKER vs A.C. COBRA
The camera pans to the announce team.
He did it!
that he did!
RIOT 534 comes back from commercial to uproarious cheers, as Rust Cohle and Inness Quartz stand proudly in the ring, peering around… Smiling at the reception they’re receiving as Undisputed Tag Team Champions.
Rust Cohle raises a microphone to his face.
Rust: Bonjour, idiots.
A wide smile cracks across the face of the French Assassin.
The OCW Universe is a mixture of laughter and cheers, understanding the sarcasm in his voice. After months of disrespecting the OCW universe, Rust Cohle takes one more look around, appreciating the love from the fans.
Rust: Bonjour to each and every one of you that believed in us at Wrestlution XIII!
Rust: ...and Bonjour to each and every one of you that did not.
Rust: From the day one of this venture with my friend Quartz, we’ve been searching for this moment. This moment to crown ourselves the greatest tag team in OCW history.
Rust: Aha… I never imagined it would happen on the greatest show!
The OCW universe pops at the appreciation for CQC’s win at Wrestlution XIII.
Rust: The Cohle Quartz Coalition… Something thought to be dead on arrival ! But only just beginning!
Cohle smiles wide and lifts the mic to his face once again before peering over at Inness Quartz resting in the corner, title draped over his bulky shoulder.
Rust: You know, I used to resent what they said… That Quartz was this whole tag team, but now I simply appreciate! What he means to CQC cannot be represented with simple words.
Rust: I owe my success to many. My family. My trainers… My friends in the back… but none more… than my brother. My friend… My tag partner… Quartz!
Rust throws his hands in a gesture towards Inness Quartz, who grins in the corner and shakes off the appreciation, raising a mic to his own face.
Quartz lowers the mic back down, inquisitively. He reads the crowd and smiles as he raises the mic back up.
Quartz: I think these people know why we’re holding these championships, Rustin.
Quartz: …
Quartz mouths the words with a grin on his face, holding his mic up to the crowd and the OCW universe follows suit…
RUST-V-P! RUST-V-P! RUST-V-P!
The chant continues for a few moments before Rust’s laughter breaks and he addresses the crowd.
Rust: Haha! While I appreciate… That’s not-
A booming bass slams the RIOT PA system and the crowd’s chants fall silent. CQC look up towards the stage ramp as the Inception’s KD and Tyson Wagner’s theme plays loud.
KD: Cut the damn music!
KD and Tyson is suddenly bombarded by enormous amount of boos. Their demeanor deflects all hatred coming towards them as they stand there on the stage unmoved.
KD: We have a problem here. There are some things that were owed to us. You owe us this allotted time!
Cyborg: You owed us an opportunity to beat you down!
KD: At Wrestlution!
Cyborg: Most importantly….
KD: …You owe us a rematch…
Cyborg & KD: for OUR Tag Team Titles.
Rust and Quartz nod and grin in approval as the crowd begins to cheer at the challenge laid out by Cyborg and KD. Quartz raises the mic to speak, but is cut off by a determined KD.
KD: No. I’ve been around this business for a long time and the champions always get their rematch. You got yours, we didn’t get ours. I have been loyal to this brand, loyal to this company my entire career.
KD: It should have been KD representing RIOT at Wrestlution, not you two thieves. It’s no surprise that I would be disrespected by this company even after all I’ve done. I mean, look what Sensation did to Bobby Minio?
KD: Despite the fact you two idiots should have been disqualified at Road 2 Glory for outside interference… We were honorable, knowing we had our rematch coming.
KD: ..but then it never done. So honor can kiss my ass!
The resentment can be felt throughout the entire arena. Quartz and Cohle’s playful smiles have pulled down slightly, trying to understand where the Hall of Famer is coming from.
Quartz: Calm down, you two. We haven’t forgotten. Rust Cohle and I pride ourselves for being one of the best tag teams in this company’s history. When you consider all of the great teams that came before us, that should mean something.
Quartz: ...but in order to be the best, you have to beat the best.
Quartz: At Certified Greatness, that’s exactly what you did… and seeing as how you two are the only ones to beat CQC in a title match over the last year… I guess that makes you the best competition OCW has to offer for these new championships.
Quartz holds his title high, looking up at it with intense pride in his eyes.
Rust: 1 win for CQC. 1 win for Inception. I guess you two have a point...
Rust: … but Consequence is a long way away. If you earn that title shot, we’d be happy to do battle with you again. One more match.
Rust: If you make it to Consequence? You get another crack at the best tag team in OCW history. We’ll be waiting.
KD and Tyson takes a step back together and exchange words with one another but their demeanor gains a bit of repose.
Their mics can’t pick up exactly what they’re saying. KD turns and faces the OCW Tag Team Champions as he returns the microphone to he face.
KD: We have to admit we didn’t expect you to give us such a warm welcome now. But it all makes sense now.
Cyborg: Now that Wrestlution is over you don’t have risk embarrassment on the biggest stage of the season. Now you’re willing to give our titles back at Consequence.
KD: You bustas ain’t slick.
Cyborg: You’re lunch meat.
Quartz and Cohle hang their titles over the ropes, displaying them down the ramp to the Inception, who still look very sour after being denied their rematch at Wrestlution. CQC’s theme plays through the arena, as CQC has seemingly found their first opponents for the Undisputed Tag Team Championships.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Looks like they have a date!
Interesting!
The X-Tron Begins To Play!
We cut to Tre Golden knocking on the door of Cort Marshall’s room backstage. He waits a moment, no response… he knocks again.
Cort: No interviews.
Tre: It’s me, Cort.
There’s a moment before the reply.
Cort: Oh.
The door opens and a tired-looking Cort appears, inviting Tre in.
Cort: Look, I know what this is about…
Tre shakes his head.
Tre: It’s not about Lution. It’s fine. I get it. Big prize, extreme rules. I’ve been in more hardcore matches than I can remember. It happens.
Cort blinks.
Cort: Oh. Then what?
Tre: These past few weeks, man… you’ve changed.
Cort: How?
Tre: Don’t try and play dumb. Just look at the live show. You got yourself disqualified!
Cort: But he got what he deserved. That’s what matters.
Cort sits down on the bench and sighs.
Tre: Shepard? Sure. But Jim Black? And what about your fans? I think you need a reality check.
Tre:
You act like you’re the only one who knows what it’s like to be screwed. I’ve been screwed a hundred times! Even now people write me off as unreliable, a nobody. But you can’t let it get to you… or else.
Cort: Or else what?
Tre: Or else you lose yourself like I did. I’m seeing you make the same kinda mistakes. Maybe it’d be good to take a break, chill out. Go sit on a boat in Florida or whatever it is you people do.
Cort: A break? A break? I just won the future investment briefcase. This is my biggest chance, ever, to make my mark. To do what I’ve always wanted to do.
Cort:
You’ve seen how it goes, this place can declare people irrelevant after one bad week! I can’t afford to take a break. Not until I have the kind of resume that will finally shut everybody else up.
Tre: But why do you care what other people think? The world is gonna sh*t on you no matter what. You gotta do it for yourself. And right now, you need to take a break before you lose it.
Cort: Is that what you think? That I’m gonna lose it?
Tre sighs.
Tre: I dunno, man.
Cort looks down at the floor, and then back up at Tre.
Cort: Because I think you might just be trying to screw me over.
Tre's head snaps to stare at Cort.
Tre: What? Why would I do that?
Cort goes from quiet to loud in an instant, shooting up to his feet as he accuses Tre.
Cort: You want me out of the picture, just as I get my wind back! You want to make it easier on yourself when you go for that Pride title! You don’t want the competition.
Both men are heated now, and Tre yells back.
Tre: That’s bullshit and you know it. I thrive on competition. Where the hell did this come from?
Cort doesn’t reply, just staring back.
Tre: Just forget it. I can see you’re not in your right mind as it is. Think about what I said--a few weeks won’t kill anybody. I gotta go get ready for my match.
Tre leaves, shaking his head. The camera lingers on Cort, who continues to look at the door, stone-faced.
Scene opens with Leo Grimm Holding the camera in what appears to be outside the Riot Arena.
