The scene once again opens with Austin, Sid and Kassie, The trio are sat downing enjoying some sandwiches in the picnic area. Austin uses his knife to carve #Marvellous movement on the table. 

Kassie: "You're supposed to be setting a good example remember Austin?"

Austin Lee: "What are you talking about? I am a good role model."

Sid Harrison: "Do you see all these kids Austin?"

Austin Look as the ghetto kids who are looking at him with an evil look.

Sid Harrison: "They look terrified."

Kassie: "They don't look terrified, they look kinda scary to be honest. 

Austin puts his knife and his empty plate back in his marvelous man bag. 

Austin Lee: "Point taken."

Just as Sid and Kassie get done eating. A truck pulls into the parking lot and makes its way on the field towards Sid, Austin and Kassie.

Sid Harrison: "Finally."

Four men come out of the truck as they bring out what looks to be a hot tub. They set it up right near the picnic table and connect the hot tub to the truck for it to work.

Kassie: "Please tell me this isn't real."

Sid Harrison: "Oh it's real, what do you think I am going to do all day when Austin plays his basketball and you do well them women things. No changing facilities around here. It's a good job I got my swim shorts on ready. Thank you, here's some money so you guys can go get some lunch while I enjoy myself." 

Sid Harrison gives the truck drivers some money so they can go on about their business. Sid gets into the hot tub as he starts to make some noises. 

Sid Harrison: "This is the life. #myloveshack."

Austin Lee: "You're unbelievable you know that?"

Austin Lee picks up a basketball

Austin Lee: "Going to go kobe Bryant on these kids. Can be the role model these kids deserve, least I can do for them."

Austin Lee goes to leave to play basketball with the kids. Kassie puts on her ipod and Sid Harrison grabs a remote that is linked to the truck. All of a sudden the B-52's Love Shack begins to play. It's pretty damn loud. Kassie looks over at Sid.

Kassie: "People get arrested for this you know?"

Sid Harrison can't hear Kassie as he is #relaxing mode.

Kassie: "I can't hear myself think."

The little ghetto kids look at Austin as he starts to play a game of basketball with the kids. Using his height and size to his advantage as he is able to run all over the kids. Crossing the kids up as he shoots over top of the kids, knocking them out of the way as he gets his own rebounds to dunk on them.

Ghetto Kid: "Hey you!"

Austin looks at the ghetto kid.

Austin Lee: "#White boy got ups… You want some tips so you can grow up one day and escape this sucky place?"

Ghetto Kid: "How about you suck on DEEZE NUTS!"

The ghetto kid kicks Austin right in the balls.

Ghetto Kid: "Get his wallet."

A group of ghetto kids start to kick the ever loving shit out of Austin. Kassie seeing this from a distance looks to Sid.

Kassie: "SID, SID. You need to help Austin!"

Sid is fast asleep snoring his head off, that's with the loveshack song blasting away. Kassie concerned runs to Austin. 

Kassie: "Always have to do things myself…."

Kassie hitting the first kid with a swift kick to the nuts, sending him crumbling to the ground as she squares off with the remaining kids.

Kassie: "#Come Get Some Boys…."

Kassie waves the boys towards her who charge her one at a time. Kassie doing her best impression of Bruce Lee has she begins fighting off the kids. Using swift kicks to the balls following up with a knee to the head sending them all to the ground. The last one charges and side steps her kick and counters with a left which leaves a scratch on her face.

Kassie reaches up and rubs her finger along the scratch, the other kids finally pulling themselves to their feet, as she stares a hole into the one who scratched her. Flipping her hair back smiling as she begins to run at the kids sending them running in fear. Two of the little ghetto shits grab their paint spray and run towards the loveshack. They spray #Ghetto movement.

Kassie: "Hey don't touch that, please don't do it."

The two ghetto kids just about get done as they catch up with the other kids and run off. The scene ends as we go back to Turmoil.

Loki had not intended to end up at this hole in the wall bar, but Axton had insisted. Why? Loki had a suspicion that Ashley Blaine was the reason. In the past few weeks OCW wrestlers has started calling this their retreat. A month ago B-17 had walked into this bar, head in hands, a few words later and now he was to be fighting for the Turmoil Title at Lution. Austin Lee had also found his way here as well. Wise words were found. A few others had made an appearance as well, often just to scope out the place, and Axton, in all his delusional glory was certain that Blaine would melt at the opportunity to speak with him. Loki was unsure. The recent break from Stacy had shaken his confidence and a showdown with Ashley Blaine didn’t seem like a likely rebound. 

Bravo: Bro, she will be stoked to see me, I mean look at these muscles.

Axton flexes his arms to reveal disgusting large muscles.

Bravo: And when you put me next to you. It makes me look like totally better! 

Loki: Not really, it just highlights how disproportionate your head is to the rest of your body. 

Axton: Browski, what happened to the accent? 

Loki: Perhaps a man does not care to speak in means that finds another man lost. 

Axton opens the heavy wooden doors: Whatever, bro. 

Before either men could take more than a few steps a sharp voice rang out: Hell no! Get the hell out of my bar! 

Loki strained his eye to see who was making the demand. At the far end the only person in the bar stood Blaine. She was using a rag to wipe dry a glass and considered them with undisguised contempt. 

Axton: Baby, it’s me, Axton Bravo! 

Without warning Blaine threw the glass at Axton, it barely missed him as Loki and Axton ducked just in time and the glass shattered on the far wall. 

Blaine: Trust me, “Axton Bravo” you won’t get what you want here, so get hiking on those chicken legs. 

Axton continued in as if nothing had happened. Loki on the other hand was much more apprehensive of the fact that Blaine had picked up a bottle. 

Bravo sat down on a stool and put on his most seductive tone: That will be three beers, hun. Two for us and one for your fine ass. 

Blaine looked as if she might snap and Loki sat down hesitantly.

Blaine: No. 

Loki: Why? 

Ashley looks back and forth between the two of them: Why? Why? You are both just the dumbest assholes on Turmoil and we have Tank, that's saying something! 

Axton: Aww, does brositia miss her whittle boyfriend, don't know what to do without him? 

As with the poor college student a few weeks ago, Blaine reared up and pulled her fist back before unleashing a strong right into Axton’s face. He fell out of the stool stunned. 

Loki frowned but made no effort to help the stunned Bravo.

Blaine: Let me highlight your stupidity for you. And you, Loki, pay attention too. Bravo, last week you beat Jacob Trance, and what do to celebrate? You go to a strip club, and a shitty one at that, not even topless….. Apparently the gravity of your victory has eluded your dim witted mind. 

She pauses to stare at Axton who is rubbing his jaw.

Blaine: You just beat Jimmy and yet here you are, out for another celebration, yet you can’t comprehend what that victory mean!. And Loki, know who the last person to beat Dennis Black was? You, yeah you. Yet instead of growing a set you mope around and seem to refuse to parlay your obvious talent into a TV Title Shot! 

Loki and Axton look at each other sheepishly as Axton climbs back onto his stool. 

Blaine: You both are the dumbest pieces of shit to slight Turmoil. I can’t even remain calm thinking about you. Both of you are immensely talented and you waste it! 

Breathing heavily Blaine looks directly into Loki’s eyes before looking at Axton. Both of them seem mildly ashamed and to have lost their voice. 

Blaine: So get the hell out of my bar....The next time you drag that worthless ass in here and celebrate your prestigious accomplishments and boast of your greatness cementing yourself as God’s veiny gift to the world, make sure you actually accomplish something first! And you, Loki! I’m gonna tell you the same thing I told B. You ain’t gonna find any answers at the bottom of a bottle. And specifically for you, forget the bitch and get back in the damn ring. 

Loki makes eye contact with Blaine and nods his head before hopping off his seat and helping Axton to his feat. Loki winks at Blaine before shoving Bravo towards the door.

Before the two men make it to the door, it swings open and the scraggly voice of someone familiar can be heard.

Jackson Montgomery: Speaking of prestigious accomplishments!

Jackson walks into the bar with more bravado than Axton and Loki combined. The two men stand there, watching Jackson move towards them. As Jackson reaches them, he walks between them, shoulder checking both men in the process. They turn to Jackson and take a step forward before Ashley yells “OUT!” and points to the door. 

Loki looks at Jackson: Next time. 

Axton and Loki leave the Double Deuce (Yea that’s right. ROADHOUSE). Ashley straightens up her posture as the Turmoil Heavyweight Champion walks towards her. She’s ready for a fight. Jackson sits down at the bar.

Jackson: How ‘bout a drink darlin? Ashley gives him a slight look. I ain’t gonna bite. I just want a drink and to talk.

Ashley hesitantly reaches under the bar and grabs a glass. Who knows if it was clean or not; like it matters to JackMo. She reaches over and grabs what looks to be an eight dollar bottle of whiskey. Pure rot gut.

Jackson: Really? That’s how you see me? That’s all I’m worth to you darlin? Grab the whiskey a few shelves up.

Ashley: Don’t call me darlin...asshole.

[b]Ashley puts the cheap whiskey back before grabbing the 18 year old Macallan Fine Oak from the top shelf. She pours the drink into the glass sitting in front of Jackson which we can clearly see is not clean. She hardly gets the bottle out of the way before Jackson jerks the glass to his mouth and downs it in one swallow. He sets it back down and taps on the glass, motioning for another. This time, before Ashley can pull the bottle away, Jackson grabs her wrist.

In predictable fashion Ashley goes to slap Jackson with her other hand, but he catches it and brings her closer.

Jackson: Listen...calm down...listen! I’m not here for you. If I was, you’d definitely know it. 

The smile with the yellowing teeth makes its appearance once again before Jackson lets go of Ashley who stumbles back a bit, bumping into the shelves behind her, making the bottles shake.

Jackson: I’m here for your boyfriend. I haven’t seen him in a while and, honestly, I’m getting concerned. This isn’t like him to just up and leave. He must’ve been serious when he said he wasn’t coming back to OCW until Wrestlution.

Ashley: Even if I knew, I sure as hell wouldn’t tell you. I can’t wait until Wrestlution. He’s going to BURY you. You burnt a bridge that can’t be rebuilt, Jackson. He trusted you and truly wanted to help you and you just crapped all over it. That relationship is broken beyond repair.

Jackson smiles again and chuckles under his breath. He reaches out for the bottle of whiskey but Ashley doesn’t move. He snaps his fingers and when she moves forward, he yanks the bottle from her hands. He pours another glass and again, drinks it down in one gulp. Jackson wipes his mouth and pours a third drink.

Jackson: You think I care about that “relationship”? I did what I had to do to make it to the top and become champion. Something B couldn’t do and that was turn his back on the people closest to him. If he could, he’d be champion right now and not in hiding. He’d be holding the belt instead of giving management ultimatums. But, I’m glad it’s happening. I’m glad the two of us are going into that ring on the biggest stage of OCW and we’re going to beat the hell out of each other, the best man, ME, walking out champion.

Jackson drinks his third drink, but a bit slower this time.

Ashley:What about Kass? Don’t forget he’s in there too. You could lose that belt and not even be involved in the decision.Ashley smiles.

Jackson:Who? Oh you mean the reject of both Turmoil AND Riot? He can’t decide where he wants to be. I’m not in the least worried about him. It might as well be a one on one.

Instead of pouring the 18 year old whiskey into the glass, Jackson drinks it straight from the bottle and stands from his stool. He pulls a wad of cash from his pocket and throws it on the bar, before heading for the door.

Jackson: I’m taking this by the way. Next time you see B, you let him know I paid you a visit. I want him to know exactly where I am. I’m not just burning the bridge, Ashley. I’m burning down the whole city. You let him know I’m coming. And hell is coming with me.

Jackson takes on more long swig from the bottle before throwing it against the wall. Jackson looks over his shoulder, the scar on his right eye very visible, and smiles back at Ashley. He pushes through the door and as it closes, you can hear the sound of a motorcycle starting, then driving away.

Corey stood in front of the intern who was now tasked as being an interviewer.

Intern: Ah Mr Ford, you requested some interview time. What do you ant to tell us and the viewers?


Corey: I've debuted it felt great, now I'm looking to broaden my tag game and team up with someone.


Intern: And where will you find a tag partner? That's if you ever get booked for such a match.


Corey smiled and clapped the intern on the back.

Corey: That's where you come in. He looked deep into the camera: I know there are a few misfits here on Turmoil so this goes to those guys and well anyone who will listen.


Corey: If you're interested in tag action hit me up. You'll be able to find me camping out the back of my Sandman utility in the parking lot. But if the Sandman is rocking don't come a knocking... Or do I don't mind.


Intern: You're living in your car? How depressing.


Corey: Depressing, where do you live!


The intern went to answer but Corey politely stopped him.

Corey: I've said all that I intended to say, so again hit me up if interested. Now you may leave.


Before the intern and camera crew could leave, Corey walked off to watch the show.

Irving takes his time as he exits the ring making his way down the steps, stopping on the last step as he looks out onto the crowd shaking his head as he laughs. Irving steps down from the stairs walking towards the barricade looking down at a tiny round kid wearing and Aries beast mode loading shirt, Irving shakes his head in disgust as he calls for a microphone.

Irving: Guess that is what this world has came to huh? Your parents should be ashamed for how fat and filthy you look.

The crowd starting to boo as the chubby kid quickly hides behind his father, the father steps closer to the railing. which causes security to run over standing on either side of the man as he begins to yell at Irving who responds by laughing.

Irving: Hey don’t get mad at me because you are a poor example for a man for your kid to look up to.

The man reaching out trying to hit Irving, Irving laughs as security tries to calm the father down who is starting to go crazy. 

Irving: Boy I suggest you sit down before I treat you like I did Jackson last week and whop your ass, because rest assure these security guard aren’t here to protect me. Just like the ones who came out and did their best and protected Jackson from me.

Irving kicks the barricade causing the father to jump backwards as Irving begins to laugh in his face. 

Irving: That’s what I thought boy now go sit down before I show your old lady what a real man is about. 

Irving laughs as he kicks the barricade only for this time the man jumps the railing as security fails to stop him. The father attempts to tackle Irving but is quickly counter as Irving throws him with a belly to belly. The crowd starting to riot as Irving quickly goes after the father. Sliding bis knee across his stomach holding the man in place at ease as he begins slapping him over and over again.

Security rushing over is quickly trying to stop the assault by Irving. Only for Irving to be ready for them this week as he attacks them first throwing them over the barricade with ease before turning his attention back to the fan on the ground still. Irving putting his knee back on the mans stomach holding him down as the crowd begins to plead for Irving to stop the beating. 

Irving: That all you got come on, *Irving continues to slap the father as he is unable to escape* look at you, should be ashamed of yourself you good for nothing trash trying to attack me. So pathetic just like your hero Jackson and your fat pig of a sons hero Aries.

The crowd growing louder as they begin to throw trash as they riot about Irving continuing to assault the fan. Irving laughs as he throws his hands up in the air enjoying the hate he is receiving from the crowd. He finally makes his way back into the ring, leaving the father beat on the floor as medical staff run over to help him.

Irving: Oh im not done ladies and gentlemen that was just beginning im not going anywhere till someone from back in that locker room comes out here and tell me why they had officials get iin my business last week.

Irving: Boy you know damn well what is going to happen to you if you get in this ring with me.


Aries laughs as he picks up a microphone from one of the stagehands as he walks closer to the ring climbing up on the apron.

Aries: To think you used to be someone people could respect around here and look at you now…

Irving: Look at me now? Have you seen yourself you disgusting pig. And don’t you dare talk about respect to me. You are dead to me and its going to stay that way, so save what ever you have to say because its falling on deaf ears now leave before you do something we both know you will regret.

Aries just stares back at Irving not intimidated by him as he begins to step through the ropes, his eyes locked on Irving who charges him. Irving stops at the last second as his attempt to scare Aries has failed. Aries eyes still not moving off of Irving who sits down on the ropes opening them for Aries. 

Aries steps into the ring as Irving immediately exits. Irving reaches over stealing a chair from a fan and slides back into the ring. Irving and Aries meet in the middle of the ring as neither back down as they both refuse to back off a inch. Irving raising the chair up to Aries as the crowd begins to boo, only for Irving to open the chair up and set it up. Putting his back to Aries has he sits in the middle of the ring.

Aries: If it was anyone but you I would have already dropped you on your head.

Irving laughs not even turning around to look at Aries.

Irving: We both know you don’t have that in you fat boy… 

Aries: and everyone knows I beat your ass last time and made you tap when you got in the ring with me.

Irving: Yeah when you were 100lbs lighter as I saved your career and you turned your back on me….You wouldn’t be anything if it wasn’t for me boy. Now carry your ass out my ring before I toss you out of here and leave a whole in the ground where your fat ass lands

Aries: How about instead I just leave you laying on the ground like Jackson did to you last week.

Irving quickly jumps up from his chair getting in Aries face, Irving putting a finger in Aries chest only for him to slap it off of him.

Irving: if you want to go big boy I suggest you pick that chair up and use it like yalls boy did last week to try and beat me. Because im telling you right now I will break every bone in that obese body of yours and then put you to sleep if you try to come at me straight up.

Irving throws the microphone down as he walks towards the ropes his back to Aries as he yells for him to hit him. Aries looking down at the chair and out to the crowd as a smile grows across his face as he picks the chair up. The crowd cheering as Aries picks the chair up causing Irving to turn around as Aries places it on the ground and kicks Irving in the stomach as Aries pulls him in for the package piledriver.

Aries: I don’t need a chair to beat you….

Irving cranks harder on Aries neck as the officials begin to try and pull them apart. Irving rolling to the side adjusting the hold as Aries pulls himself to the ropes, Irving seeing the opportunity forces Aries under the bottom rope and sinks the hold in deeper as he cranks on Aries neck. Irving screaming out at the crowd who respond again by throwing more trash at him again, as Irving begins to laugh again as he finally breaks the hold as security arrives. Irving throwing his hands up into the air as he rolls out of the ring being escorted up the ramp to the back as the trainers run down to check on Aries who is motionless in the ropes.

The Xtron flickers on and Bill Ding and Dylan Graves are backstage midway through a conversation…

Bill Ding: I'm telling you Dylan, I'm sure I saw him throw away a perfectly good sandwich.

The two men are standing in front of a dumpster with a huge dent in it.

Dylan Graves: Okay, but be quick, you know what happened last time you were caught raiding dumpsters.

Bill gingerly lifts the lid of the dumpster and peers inside. He turns to Dylan with a shocked look on his face.

Bill Ding: Holy moly! There's a guy in here… He better not have eaten my sandwich!

Dylan rushes over to take a look.

Dylan Graves: Hey it’s Joe! 

The two men pull Joe out of the dumpster and prop him up in front of it. 

Dylan: What the hell were you doing in there; you get kicked out of your place or something?

Joe: Big Bastard Ed attacked me... How long have I been out for? I've got a match tonight!

Joe looks groggy and is clearly in pain, holding his ribs.

Bill: Woa there partner - you're in no condition to wrestle.

Dylan:Yeah, Joe, he's right, look at you - you're bleeding.

Joe: I ain't got time to bleed!

Joe pulls himself upright, grimacing as he does so.

Joe: I appreciate your help - now I've got to hurry!

Joe rushes past Dylan Graves and Bill Ding and disappears through the door. Bill shouts after him as it slams shut.

Bill: Hey did you see a sandwich down there?

Dylan Graves shakes his head at Bill. Camera fades…

Cameras focus on the ring showing Jayde jogging in place and stretching. The audience can be heard roaring in the background: "We want Madison!/Madison sucks!" 
Jayde grows visibly annoyed and impatient, facing the titantron with her arms outstretched as if to say "COME ON!"She cannot be heard over the audience but she appears to be mumbling to herself "what's the f***ing hold up??”

The music hits and the camera pans to the ramp where Brenda Starks is making her way to the ring, briefcase in hand. The crowd reacts. She stops at the apron and gives a wave to the crowd, before motioning for the microphone from the referee. Brenda takes her time as she climbs up and makes her way into the ring. 

Jayde awaits her presence in the corner, leaning on the turnbuckle looking very unimpressed. She picks at her cuticles and then runs her fingers through her blonde and blue hair to slick it back into place, as she waits for Mrs. Starks to address her and the awaiting audience. 

Brenda Starks: "Good...evening... Turmoil!!" 

The crowd roars

Brenda: "Whew! It's been an exciting few weeks on this road to the biggest event of the year ..., WRESTLUTION!"

Crowd roars even louder

Brenda: "...And our ladies have been so excited to be along for the ride. But the ride is not over yet."

Brenda: "In just a few moments, we make our final stop on the road to Wrestlelution.... two ladies will battle it out for their chance at the biggest event of the year to take on their opponent ... SOPHIA! .... (Crowd pops)"

Brenda pauses: "... Sophia.., to determine not only who will be crowned "Queen of Turmoil..." (Brenda holds up the briefcase with her left hand and gives it a little jiggle)

Brenda: "But who will debut Turmoil's ... Very first... Women's Championship Belt!!!"

Brenda holds the briefcase up high and pauses for crowd reaction. She then lowers it and raises her microphone back up to speak once more.

Brenda: "However... Much like any road, the drive can be a bumpy one, and our travels have been FAR from smooth. Which brings me to the details of this match tonight...."

Brenda: "Just two weeks ago we witnessed a violent attack on one of our competitors, as that behemoth Ed assaulted Madison Cox and put her through the announcers table. Therefore, I regret to inform you all.... That Madison has NOT been cleared to wrestle in tonight's match with Jayde Webb."

The crowd bursts into a roar of cheers and jeers, as the camera angle shifts to Jayde who is now on her feet with her hands on her hips shaking her head in disgust. Again she cannot be heard over the crowd but is gesturing towards Brenda and the crowd angrily. 

Brenda waits for the crowd to cool down a bit, putting down the briefcase and holding up her free hand to ask for a pause. 

Brenda: "Nevertheless! The show must go on... and changes have been made. (Brenda turns to Jayde) "You WILL get your match tonight.... You opponent hasn't been seen in awhile here on OCW... And she is EXTREMELY excited to make her return to OCW on Turmoil and see what this show has to offer." 

Jayde glares back at Brenda and angrily shouts for answers. 

Brenda turns back to address the crowd once again: "NEXT!! ...ON TURMOIL!.. For the 'NEW'... "Queen of Turmoil" Semi-Finals match! ... Jayde Webb... versus... "

Brenda: "....ALEX.... ROBINSON!!!"

The crowd erupts in jeers and Jayde paces back and forth yelling at Brenda. Chants of "Man Beast" can just barely be made out amongst the crowd noise. Brenda makes her way out of the ring with the briefcase, just in time for Alex Robinson's music to hit.

Lights drop, Spotlights begin to hit the crowd, Ragnarok section looking to continue its growth, Kassidy appears on stage before the music plays with mic in hand.

Kassidy: Turn back up the lights, no one has the time for this.

Kassidy continues to walk down the ramp, lights back up, Kassidy slides into the ring,

Kassidy: Austin lee is still "missing" (Kassidy air quotes it) and not a soul in that locker room had the balls to step up because everyone knows I am the most dangerous man on the roster, they know I'm the true champion of this brand, unlike Jackson who had someone jump up to him as quickly as they could.

Ragnarok section chanting "True Champ", while the rest of the arena boos,

Kassidy: Ref ring the bell and start the count, at 10 its a forfeit win, it wouldn't be any different of a result than when I laid out Lee on Riot.

Ref: 1

As the ref continues to count;

Kassidy: I'm going to be walking in to Wrestlution untouched, unscathed, perfect. Since I have stepped foot back here no one has been able to touch me.

Ref: 7

And at Lution, that trend will continue, I will beat B-17 and Jackson without a single dilemma in the match.

Ref: 10

Kassidy: Our Night ends here, Your Welcome for my attendance.

Kassidy lifts his title into the air as garbage rains down around him, the show credits roll