As the camera fades in from commercial, The Uncrowned rookies have made it to their locker room area are revealed, causing the crowd to cheer for the two rookies.
A sudden but aggressive knocking is heard on their locker room door, more like pounding than knocking. Antonio looks at Doc, who looks back at Antonio.
Both men carefully approach the door before opening it to see the World Tag Team Championship belts being held up in the doorway, one poking out from the left side and one poking out from the right side.
The Uncrowned stand at the ready as the belts hover in the doorway, obviously being held by the arms of Rust Cohle and Ijitu Quartz, who are hiding themselves to each side of the doorway. The two titles begin shaking up and down, as if they were speaking.
Right Championship: OYE Hey there, MATES. We’re the Tag Team Championships!
Left Championship: We just wanted to stop on by and see how you were doing !
The Uncrowned roll their eyes and cross their arms, realizing what is happening.
Right Championship: We know you had some hard times on The Clash, gee golly that was certainly unfortunate, huh!?
Left Championship: Oh boy, you said it! So how ya’ feeling then, MATES.
Doc: Who put 50p in these idiots?
Right Championship: Awh shucks! I heard you’ve got yourself as shot at us tonight! Ain’t that just a CUPPA TEA.
Left Championship: I don’t know though, righty. I don’t think those skinny arms could hold us up!
Right Championship: Oh heavens to betsy, lefty, you might be right! You two look like you need a few more CRUMPETS.
Left Championship: They need to pack on the pounds before they can hold us up! SHAME!
The Uncrowned, not amused by CQCs childish antics, stand there in an awkward silence. After a few moments, Quartz comedically pops his head in nearly horizontally from the right side.
Quartz: Howdy! Did we fool ya’ MATES?
Rust Cohle immediately follows suit, popping his head in from the right. Both title belts are still being held suspended in the doorway.
Rust:OYE, Quartz! I think we did! The belts can’t talk, it was us the whole time!
Doc:There better be a good reason for you two to be in here.
CQC pull in their belts and take an uninvited step into the room. Quartz, wearing his TTT jacket and his signature PRISTINE SUNGLASSES. He covers his chest with his hand dramatically and sarcastically.
Quartz: Gasp! How dare you, kind sir!
Doc and Antonio stand, confused at why the tag team champions are in their locker room, but at the ready to brawl with their Clash assaulters if need be.
Quartz: I really have NO idea what you’re talking about. CQC plays by the rules, my man.
Rust: It really is a shame that those guys attacked you though. We were looking forward to facing off tonight.
Rust and Quartz sit down at a nearby table and get comfortable, slamming the gold down alongside them.
Doc and Antonio’s brows furrow in confusion.
Antonio: Oye. Did you two pricks actually think you could get away with that stunt you pulled at the Clash?
Doc points to the bandages on his body and Antonio’s arm sleeve.
Doc: We already spoke to Mr. Sensation, mate. This match is on. You’re not getting away from us that easily. You’ll have to kill us.
Quartz, although obviously taken aback that the clearly injured Englishmen aren’t giving in, responds in typical arrogant fashion.
Quartz: Is that so?
Quartz stands back up and holds the championship up, suddenly turning very serious.
Quartz: Do you WANT me to kill you, kid?
Antonio, not backing down, steps right up to Quartz and looks him directly in the eyes. Everrett begins, audibly seething through his teeth as he speaks.
Antonio: Listen here you little split-arsed, arrogant, obnoxious douche. If you think for ONE SECOND I’m afraid of YOU or your coward of a partner, then I can guarantee that you’re in for a huge surprise when we step into that ring together.
Antonio: You walk around the backstage area, thinking you can do what you want, but why? Because you need VALIDATION.
Antonio points at Quartz’s title
Antonio: You use that title as almost a certificate for you to think you can treat people like crap, but deep down you know that’s never been enough for you, has it? You’re afraid. I can see right through whatever little rose-tinted sunglasses you put over your eyes, and all I can see is fear.
Antonio: You know what, I wouldn’t be surprised that once we expose you for who you are in that ring AND take your title away, that you may even turn on your partner and run away. So, Mr. Quartz, I’d advise you back up, before I’m forced to do something… drastic.
Quartz scoffs at the remark and yanks off his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES, looking back at Antonio.
Quartz: Let me tell you something, you gah’ damn red coat. I am Ijitu Quartz, do you understand me? Mugen couldn’t take this from me. Shepherd couldn’t take this from me.
Quartz: Hell, “the best in the world” Drago Cesar couldn’t take this from me. You think I’m going to let all the Queen’s men do it? Please, know your place.
As “know your place” comes out of Quartz mouth, he looks Antonio up and down, disgusted. Rust Cohle and Doc join the two facing off in the center of the room.
Rust: You’re lucky FAME has inner circle power back here. There’s no reason we should have to defend our championships against a couple of nobody rookies.
Doc: The only nobodies I see are the ones who had to attack us from behind… because they’re scared to lose!
The staredown continues before Quartz again scoffs, nudges Rust Cohle and smacks his Team Title belt before walking away, slamming the door behind him.
The camera pans to the announce team.
The collision happens later on tonight!
I can't wait!
The Xtron Flickers On!
We are rejoined with the now former CCW Tag Team champions #Austin Lee and Aries. Lee kicking the door open to the locker room, a stun look still on Aries face as he strolls by Lee who continues to take his frustration out on the door. #Moonboot after #Moonboot to the door till Lee finally succeeds in breaking the door off of the hinges.
Aries: Yes because that is definitely not roid rage if I may say so myself
Lee just remains focused on the door picking up the broken pieces and throwing them down the hallway.
Aries: Where was that aggression in the match? Even if you showed a quarter of that I would still be a champion…..You would be a champion also. But now look at us….
#Austin: I dropped the ball I get it, first at The Clash and then again tonight. Because of me you are not a champion….
Aries mumbles to himself: You got that right…
Aries reaches into his bag pulling his phone out doing his best to distract himself from tantrum #Austin is throwing
#Austin: I don’t know if I was blinded by rage or just loss in the moment….Nothing I tried would work and for some reason I just refused to give up on my plan…. I just… I just don’t know. I just thought
Aries: There you go with that thinking thing again. I thought we discussed its better for you not to do that.
#Austin: You are right, just like always man. I'm just going to forget about this match, go home, eat some good quality food from mother nature.
Aries: That’s not what I meant at all, you can not just blow off matches like that… Just forget I said anything like usual. I just need to go check on Jacob something is about to go down and it's not going to end well I feel like.
#Austin: Then you shouldn’t go alone, least I can do is have your back to make it up to you for dropping the ball.
Aries: Guess this night will end on a positive note then….
Camera fades to black as the former CCW tag team champions exit the locker room.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Sad!
Yea!
BUDDY BURNS vs MAXWALE
The camera pans to the announce team.
He got!
Lock and Stock!
The scene opens outside of turmoil as Code Jackman pulls up in his Toyota Tacoma. Jackman begins to walk towards the arena as reporters rush him.
Reporters: Mr. Jackman, Jackman, Jackman over here.
Code Jackman: Please back up I am late. I have a match in less than an hour.
Reporter #1: What are your thoughts on your multi-man match at the Clash?
Code Jackman: I prefer not to comment on anything that happened at the Clash.
Reporter #2: Did you see it coming that Bingo would pin you once again in this style of match?
Code Jackman: Really? B17 is no match for me! I did what I had to do last turmoil when I hit him in the head with the steel chair. What did you guys forget that already since the Clash happened? All of you people are pathetic.
Reporter #3: What are your thoughts on Mistico attacking Trance? Is the C – Community working with Scumsociety?
Code Jackman: I am not 100% sure if mistico acted alone in this. I guess you will have to wait and find out. As of Scumsociety, If Wrex and are speaking to each other, then I guess that is your answer.
Reporter #4: Where is Flojo?
Code Jackman: Fuck Flojo.
Code jackman finally reached the door to go inside the arena as he gets ready for his match against B17.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Jeez!
That was rude!
BERTHA STIGGLITZ vs DRAGANA
The camera pans to the announce team.
Oh my!
Indeed!
The scene transitions to the Light Heavyweight Champion Drago Cesar standing face to face with a vending machine. He puts some coins in and pushes a button. The bag of chips he’s been eyeing shake for a second, but then stop. Drago pushes the machine and nothing happens.
Drago: Out of all things that happen, all the wars I’ve had in ring…..
Drago: I’m can’t believe I’m still have trouble with this stupid machine.
The “Best in the World” looks around to see if anyone is watching. He turns around with his back facing the machine.
Drago: I’m learn this from horse man.
He then thrust kicks the vending machine with enough force that causes the bag of chips to fall down. Drago gets excited as he grabs the bag. He’s about to open the bag when he notices H2O, the former World Heavyweight Champion, watching him.
Drago: Uh…...Hi? You no see this right? Sorry about what happen at Clash, by the way.
Drago strokes his chin, thinking about the old times.
Drago: You know, first time I’m have World Heavyweight Championship, I’m lost first defense too. Matter of fa-
Drago steps to the side as H2O walks up to the vending machine. Harvey look towards the vending machine and gives it a spin kick.
A repetitive clicking sound starts to happen and a bunch of change falls out of the coin slot of the machine. Drago snickers as H2O takes a step back and smirks.
They both stand there and just watch the money fall.
H2O: Look how much change came out of that, Drago.
Drago looks on towards the former OCW World Heavyweight Champion in a bit of uncertainty. The change stops falling out.
H2O: Not much came of that machine. A lot of small investments for just a bunch of small snacks.
Drago: Um...yeah.
H2O: I’ve invested a ton into myself not to be just be someone that’s a former anything. For crying out loud I beat the “Best In The World” my rookie season and again just a few weeks ago.
The last statement leaves Drago a bit miffed. He sharply exhales as H2O continues.
H2O: You hold something now that I held formerly and have become bigger ever since. I’m going to cash in on myself to become The OCW World Heavyweight Champion once again and the only greatest Head Superstar OCW will ever see.
H2O turns to Drago.
H2O: If this was the “pep talk” you were about to give me, thank you.
H2O turns and starts to leave. Drago turns his head and takes a look at the wall.
Drago: I’m don’t think I’m “Best in the World”. I appreciate people that call me this, but is not for me. There are other people who maybe deserve more.
Drago: But you know….if you ask a lot of people…..
H2O turns around and looks at Drago.
Drago: I’m don’t think they would use the word “beat”.
