After finishing his match with Elliot Parker, AC Cobra stumbles to his feet and grabs a microphone from a nearby stagehand. He receives thunderous cheers as he begins to speak, his heavy breathing still audible.
AC: 1-2-3 ding….ding….ding… I’ve heard it 1000 times in these last few months and I heard it again at Lution. The ringside bell rings and rings in my head.
AC:
Something else is in my head too, it’s a voice. It keeps telling me to get back up & fight & that’s why I’m here each and every single week fighting for all of us!
*crowd pops*.
AC:In my world, you’re never finished on the first go around. You find different ways to achieve your goal & that’s why I’m here to ask Antonio for one more match!
The crowd bursts into another cheer and ‘ONE MORE MATCH’ chants begin to ring out from the OCW faithful. AC takes in the response, and gestures his arms to the ramp, awaiting a response from the Light Heavyweight Champion.
After a few moments, Antonio Everrett strolls out to the ramp, already a microphone in his hand. He is dressed in casual wear: Polo Shirt, Tracksuit bottoms, slides. He receives a mixture of boos and cheers from the crowd as he responds.
Everrett: Ladies and gentlemen, YOUR OCW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION..
Everrett points to Cobra in the ring.
Everrett: A!....C!....CO- hang on a minute, I almost forgot, YOU LOST! You lost, Cobra, what makes you think you deserve another opportunity at this championship?
Antonio lifts up his championship to the crowd, the crowd is now booing, with ‘ONE MORE MATCH’ chants getting louder and louder.
Everrett: Huh, so you’re all still in your feelings because your beloved Cobra lost? Hey, don’t worry, he won tonight! He’s well on his way back to the top!
His face shifts to a more serious tone.
Everrett: Let’s face it guys, the only reason you even care about him is because of ME. 5 weeks ago, these people had forgotten who you even were and who exactly were they cheering for?
Everrett:
Oh yeah, ME. In fact, if it wasn’t for me Cobra you wouldn’t have even been competing on tonight’s show, never mind on the grand stage of Wrestlelution.
Everrett points to the crowd.
Everrett: These fans, they cheer your name right now but they WILL turn on you, just like they turned on me at Wrestlelution. So, to answer your question about ‘one more match’, I am going to politely decline your offer, because I don’t owe YOU or ANY of these people ANYTHING.
Everrett:
I go out into that ring each and every week and I put on a show, and what do these people do in response? Yeah no, sorry lads the party’s over, MOVE ON, I WON!
Most of the crowd is now booing Antonio, who is beginning to turn and walk to the back.
AC: These fans aren’t cheering for me because of you at all. They know exactly what hard work looks like. They roll out their beds everyday to go and make a sacrifice, to do a job, school, anything.
AC:
You’re not a real champion, remember when these same fans praised you on Ambition?
AC:
Now, you have that shiny belt around your waist & you gloat, gloat, gloat. I want.. No, I NEED another opportunity in that ring with your ass.
The crowd cheers at the response. Everrett stops walking, his back still facing towards Cobra. He turns slowly.
Everrett: I’m sorry, maybe I didn’t make myself clear, or maybe you can’t remember or whatever. I’M the Light Heavyweight Champion because I BEAT YOU at Wrestlelution, exactly how I said I would.
Everrett:
And I understand, it’s killing you inside, but you’re a big boy now, you can take it on the chin. Look on the bright side, somehow you’ve still got my attention. That’s a start, right?
AC: You continue to talk down on me like I’m some bum on the street. Since you want to keep that way, how about an old fashioned street fight Antonio? Take all your hate and despise you have for these fans out on me.
Antonio is taken aback by the roar of the crowd after the challenge from Cobra. Antonio doesn’t respond, but he stares back at Cobra in the ring, he backs away, smiling at Cobra as he disappears behind the curtain. Cobra is fired up, and he celebrates as the scene fades out.
The camera pans to the announce team.
WHAT!!!!!
YES PLEASE!
The Camera Pans To The X-Tron
Leo Grimm: See, this is how deliverance begins. Yes, you must first allow people to show their strengths and weaknesses.
Leo Grimm:
Tonight, I showed mine, but I also caught a glimpse of those possessed by Kalix.
Leo Grimm:
And what everyone believes to be a loss on my part, I consider a victory.
Leo Grimm:
I have seen the weaknesses and only I can bring the salvation of deliverance to those in OCW.
Grimm pauses, looks to the stars overhead, then chillingly laughs.
Leo Grimm: Kalix I will see you again, as for the rest of you... The end is near.
Grimm drops the camera and we see him dragging what looks to be a fan wearing an Kalix Eastbrooke "KING OF THE F'N INDIES" T shirt off into the darkness.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Looks assault!
Sounds like a rookie!
The Camera Pans To The X-Tron
The crowd continue to clap and shout as Jehst raises the microphone to his mouth. He pauses for a second, letting the noise die down before continuing.
Jehst: The energy you guys are bringing tonight should have me pumped up, right?!
The crowd burst into cheers.
Jehst: Well, it doesn't…
Confusion spreads amongst the audience.
Jehst: And it's nothing you fans have or haven't done, let's make that very clear.
Jehst: This is one man's fault, and one man's fault only… Capo Genovese!
Again the crowd is unsure where this is going or what Jehst is referring to, garnering mixed reactions.
Jehst: Ya see I came out of Wrestlution on a high. I had beaten the stubbornness out of my friend, and had the truth revealed by the source, to boot. My life and career could be turned back around, and to top it all off, we were gonna come back to the tag team division and see what we could shake up!
There is a stir of cheers but the crowd are mostly just trying to listen to Jehst as he paces the hard-cam-side ropes.
Jehst: But that’s not gonna happen…
Again the feeling in the arena is confusion, unsure where Jehst is going with all of this.
Jehst: Ya see, after we solved all our problems in and out of the ring, and shook hands like men at the end of it all, I suggested we go backstage and enjoy the rest of the show with an adult beverage or 7...
Jehst: But you know what Capo did…?
Jehst rests his arms on the top rope and looks into the crowd as if expecting a response to his rhetorical question.
Jehst: He grabbed his bags and left the building, handing in his notice on the way out! At Wrestlution?! That just proves how little respect he has for this place!
The frustration is clear on Jehst’s face as his cheeks tense up and his lips curl and return to normal.
Jehst: He abandoned me, he abandoned you, he abandoned OCW! And damn it if I ain’t pissed off right now!!
Pockets of boos emanating from random spots in the crowd seem to agree with Jehsts sentiments. He nods as he looks around the crowd.
Jehst: Now I can let this anger boil and bubble inside me, or I can channel it into an ass whooping on the next sorry milksop that crosses my path!! And that’s exactly what I plan to do this week on Turmoil!!
The crowd are now behind him and understanding of his frustration, giving him a little cheer. He looks right at the hard-cam, and even with his aviators still masking his eyes the rage is obvious.
Jehst: So, Solomon Caine --- you may have had a good matinee performance at Lution before Horsey laid you out on your ass, but your little 15 seconds of fame is about to drop to the cutting room floor ---- I’ll see you in the ring!
He moves away from the ropes as if to finish the segment but then immediately looks back at the hard-cam.
Jehst: And, Capo?! - - - Good riddance…
Justin flips the bird to the camera, drops the mic as his music hits the speaker system and saunters over to the ropes. He exits the ring as the scene fades out.
