The scene opens backstage in a locker room, and we can see Jimmy Henry watching something on TV and talking to himself. As the camera gets nearer Jimmy, we can see the TV is playing highlights from his match from last week, where he lost to Jack Rogue in disappointing fashion.
Jimmy: Outsmarted by a smug wee English...
Jimmy tails off, exasperated. On the screen Jimmy is drop-kicking thin air.
Jimmy: I won't have many more chances, got to start making these count. Starting with that fat disaster, Trance, tonight.
The TV shows Jack Rogue performing an impressive grapple move on Jimmy.
Jimmy: Just need to put last week down as a blip. Time to move on.
On the screen, Jack Rogue hits his finisher and gets the 1-2-3.
Jimmy: Awwww, get this to Ffff......
The camera cuts abruptly to the next scene.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Looks like we have an unexpected contest.
You never know what's gonna happen.
Jack Rogue vs. Loki
The camera pans to the announce team.
Didn't see that coming.
Not at all.
3..2..1..GO! GO! GO! Three men burst into a dark room wielding Mosberg 12 gauge shotguns catching the tenants by surprise. Even with their weapons in the ready position, the three Afghani soldiers couldn’t bring them up quick enough before getting hit with an Extended Range Electronic Projectile, or XREP, from each of the American soldiers’ shotguns. The XREP, in short, is a single shot taser slug that can light up a person 100 feet away with 50,000 volts. The downside is that once the initial shock happens, it can’t be electrified again. That usually wasn’t a problem.
With the three Afghani soldiers incapacitated and their weapons tossed away, Jackson Montgomery, David Johnson, and Willie Reed stood to their feet. Willie shut the door and immediately latched the deadbolt.
Willie: We’ve got three, maybe four minutes tops. Let’s get this done.
The three men began searching the room. Furniture was tossed about, papers thrown to the floor, drawers of desks and cabinets emptied out. They were looking for information on the whereabouts of a high ranking officer in the Al Qaeda terrorist group, Mahandi Khan.
Jackson Montgomey: Doesn’t look like anything’s here.
Just as Jackson says this, David is emptying the trash bin. He rummages through it and see a hand written note written in Arabic that reads, ‘Americans are coming. Get Khan out of there ASAP.’
David Johnson: This is why. David holds up the note and reads it again, this time out loud. What a waste of time. When we get back to base, I’m going to ring that little jerks neck!
The little jerk David was referring to was an Afghani local who supplied the Americans with Intel in exchange for keeping him safe and eventually getting him to America. Just as David tosses the paper back into the bin, a loud explosion is heard and flash of light blinds the three men and knocks them all to the ground.
Jacob Trance vs. Jimmy Henry
The camera pans to the announce team.
Was that what you expected?
I tend not to expect anything Rand.
Tekhanu Jr. is handed a microphone from a nearby OCW staff member. He grips the mic with authority as he's about to cut his first official promo in this business. He's waited for this moment for a very long time. Practicing in front of a mirror or with his colleagues is one thing, being in front of an audience is another.
Tek Jr. isn't nervous or anxious, to the contrary he's more than ready to let the world know who he is.
Tekhanu Jr.: Uniondale, I'm here!
They cheer, likely not for him but for the mention of their hometown. He'll take it either way.
Tekhanu Jr.: You're probably like who the hell is this guy, am I right? Like who is this kid wearing a generic mask coming out here acting like he owns the place? Is he some Mexican luchador, another Turmoil rookie with a chip on his shoulder?
Tek Jr. shakes his head, the smile on his face barely visible through his mask.
Tekhanu Jr.: I ain't from Mexico, I don't do flips or do the macarena.
A few fans in the front row start a macarena dance.
Tekhanu Jr.: This simple mask represents my childhood. This mask is not complete, I am not complete, that is why I am a rookie, minus that proverbial chip on my shoulder.
Tekhanu Jr.: Do I have something to prove to you all? Of course I do, I also have something to prove to my father and his father before him and so on….
He looks over at Tekhanu with reverence.
Tekhanu Jr.: But above all I have something to prove to myself!
The fans are still trying to grasp what Tekhanu Jr. is about and give a mild reaction.
Tekhanu Jr.: Week in and week out I will tell you my story in and out of this ring. The legacy of the Tekhanu bloodline, the strength and resolve that will make me into a star here.
Tekhanu Jr.: My father may have wrestled everywhere in the world, he may have been training me for my entire life, but I will not accept any shortcuts or any handouts here on Turmoil.
Tekhanu Jr.: I will earn my father's mask, I will earn the respect of my peers in the back, I will earn the love and adoration of everyone watching, that I promise you.
He looks out at the crowd then focuses his eyes on the audience at home.
Tekhanu Jr.: Son of the Tower out!
Tek Jr. drops the mic, does a few signature taunts then hugs his father. He slaps the hands of anyone willing to extend them as he exits to gorilla.
