After a late evening at the OCW Combat Center, the camera catches Eli Sanders leaving the CC and heading to his car. Just before he gets to his vehicle, he gets a call to his phone. He reaches in his pocket and sees that it is a FaceTime call from his mother. He answers it as he’s walking.
Eli: Hello Mom.
Eli’s Mom: How are you son?
Eli: I’m doing mom. Leaving the CC now. Just finished a workout.
Eli uses his other hand to reach in his pocket and unlock his car doors. He also pops open his trunk and puts his gym bag in there. Then he heads towards the driver’s side door.
Eli’s Mom: Oh ok. I see you have a big opportunity coming up on Turmoil this week.
Eli opens the door, sits down and places his phone in the phone mount that is stuck to the dashboard.
Eli: Yes ma’am. Light Heavyweight Number 1 contenders match with Anthony Baker. I feel like this is my time. I’ve been working with Mr. Archer the last few weeks. He’s really been showing me some tricks of the trade while Mr. Dimsmore is on vaca……
Eli’s Mom: (Interrupting) Did you have that conversation that I asked you to have yet?
Eli: (Hesitantly) Umm, no not yet.
Eli’s Mom: And why not?
Eli: Haven’t had an opportunity just yet. Also….
Eli’s Mom: (Interrupting again) I don’t want to hear it son. You NEED to tell him. And you need to do it sooner rather than later.
Eli lets out a sigh and with his hands grabbing the top of the steering wheel, he leans his head on to the back of them.
Eli: Mom, I just don’t think that now is the time to do that.
Eli’s Mom: This is not what we have discussed previously in conversations that me and you have had before you got to the Combat Center. Hell, before you even left Richmond to pursue this whole wrestling thing. You’re a grown man now. 24 years old. Adults have uncomfortable conversations. And the mature thing for you to do is tell him.
Eli: (Reluctantly) Ok mom, I’ll tell him as soon as I can. But, I’m going to start driving now, so I’ll talk with you later.
Eli ends the FaceTime before his mom even has a chance to respond.
A camera rushes backstage to see Zoe Cohle and Flojo, still fighting and being separated by the security staff. The other two contestants of the match that just took place make their way through the curtain. As Debbie looks on after the chaos between FloJo and Zoe, Ashley Moore walks into the scene.
Ashley snatches the phone attached to Debbie’s selfie stick, using it to record herself. Ashley brags about her victory and talks to her opponents fans while holding her title up for the camera to see.
Ashley Moore: Now you can all see what real gloriousness is!
Debbie turns to the champion and stands over her. Ashley sees this and smirks at the challenger.
Ashley Moore: You see what happens, you joke of a wrestler? You get in the ring with the OCW Women’s champion, you walk out the same as before… A loser!
Ashley laughs to herself before turning back to Debbie’s camera and posing.
Ashley Moore: I’m just showing all your fans what a champion looks like, since they won’t get to see one any time soon.
Debbie looks back again at the staff occupied with FloJo and Zoe… As Ashley Moore turns one more time to see the Gramazon standing over her, Debbie snatches her up and tosses her down onto a nearby table.
The contents of the table go flying as Ashley picks herself up and stomps back to Debbie D.
Ashley Moore: Are you kidding me?!
Debbie D.: Listen honey, this little mean-girls routine isn’t gonna work on me, understand? You think I ain’t already heard all the names in the book hurled my way before? I’ve been called things worse than your outfit looks.
Ashley gasps at the insinuation.
Debbie D.: So keep playing with me like this, I dare you. You might be the OCW Women’s champion and what you do out there is impressive, but I will break you in half like the tiny little wheat-thin you are before you can even hope to see me at Summercide.
Debbie picks up her phone and the rest of her stuff and walks off, leaving Ashley in a huff.
#1 Contender Light Heavyweight Championship ELIJAH SANDERS
vs.
ANTHONY BAKER
KD and Shepard walk in back with a cameraman. They stop at B-17 lockeroom.
KD : Look , I just can't believe this sissy is a champion again. Yeah I beat him .
Shep starts laughing as they walk to the next door.
KD : Lotus Flo Jo , she can't ever win the big one. Maybe Kat will slap her around and give her some lessons on how to get things done in the ring and not in the back. Yeah Kat told me about you.
KD walks on a little further and starts laughing uncontrollably.
KD : This one is too funny. Uhm country sissies or lucha sissies ,who cares. Me and Shep will take those titles off you girls real soon.
Shep stares in to the camera.
Shep: See ya soon sissies!
KD pushes the camera out of the ways as the two men walk away laughing.
As we cut to the HUSA dressing room we see Cort Marshall drinking a beer and Jehst using some training bands to pump his Hollywood Muscles.
Cort pushes the button on the remote and turns on the current Turmoil stream running through the arena’s camera system.
Cort: You gonna tune in to the show? The tag match is on in a bit.
Jehst continues to pump.
Jehst: Definitely. I wanna see that ham sandwich Reese slam those UC boys around the ring!
Cort: BEER ME!
Jehst sends a beer can flying towards Cort who catches it with ease and pops the tab.
Cort: Grass-see-us!
Jehst: You mean “gracias”?
Cort: That’s what I said! Parca taught me that one at the bar one time.
Jehst makes his way to the fridge.
Jehst: We need more cold-ones, I’ll fill up the bucket…
He pulls the door open.
Jehst: You gotta be kidding me…
He reaches in and pulls out a blue envelope.
Cort: Don’t tell me we’re out of beers…
Jehst: Another one of these damn letters…
Cort: What’s your pen-pal saying this time?
Jehst:
Another day, another missed opportunity for the supposed Hollywood Icon.
Tough break in the tag team classic... You just couldn't find a way to get to that OCW gold. Cort failed. Hollywood USA failed... and you failed. Just like you do time and time again.
You've got no one left to tell you that those failures will add up. Your tag partner can't be trusted. Your woman is hundreds of miles away.
Luckily for you, I'm here to show you first hand.
See you soon.
Jehst crumples the note up.
Cort: We need new locks…
Jehst: Am I a crazy-magnet? I have no idea what’s going on…
After a moment there’s a knock at the door. Jehst and Cort posture up. Jehst slowly opens the door to reveal an OCW staffer. Both men stand down.
STAFF: Justin...Come with me, Sensation wants to see you.
Cort: Hope you’re not getting fired! Keep your head on a swivel out there! I’ll have nachos ready for the tag match, so don’t take too long…
Jehst grabs his stuff and walks out with the staff member.
