Zack Malibu

Merging the X and 24/7, while going back to the original roots of the X Title could kill two birds with one stone. You'd get the chaos originally promised with the 24/7 belt, you wouldn't disrupt the lineage of the X Title, and it gives an added twist to holding the belt rather than just having it be a "faceless" championship. I wouldn't name a belt after the forum either. Maybe the Internet Championship?

The Six Man titles managed to gain some momentum as part of the Wildcards/GPX feud, very much how the Von Erichs/Freebirds feud was fueled by the WCCW 6 Man Titles. Much like World Class, however, now they're back to being vanity belts for random combinations of characters, although with The Hooligans, The Lightning Crew and The Enterprise, they could easily be used for a feud of some kind. I would say that the 24/7 Title be the secondary title, since there are different twists you can take with it. In other words, it's not "just a belt". I wouldn't merge the HI-YAH belts (unless we came up with a storyline where Anglesault bought out HI-YAH in the sense of taking our fed global), but rather cut back on their use?

1)Rey Mysterio-he's long been established but still relatively young. Great worker. Draws both adults and kids, highly marketable, and an ultimate babyface. 2)Edge-he's a guy intent on being a heel with "no redeeming qualities", when he's got all the makings of being able to be the "cool heel". Perfect main event babyface foil, great on the mic, never holds back. Could easily transition into an anti-hero babyface if heel run got stale. 3)Samoa Joe-you need a monster, and he'd be it. Undertaker and Batista are too old and injury prone, Khali is...Khali, Umaga would work well but Joe can do so much more than the stereotypical monster. 4)Abyss-a modern day Foley. Big man who can work, and is willing to take sick bumps in the event of specialty matches or getting an angle over. 5)John Cena-like him or not, people pay attention to him, he draws big money, and he's willing to learn. Not a politician, and always gives 100% when it counts. Also great in the role of goodwill ambassador for the company.

"No Chance In Hell" has already begun by the time we return to HeldDOWN~!, and it appears we're just about ready for the next match. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest, set for one fall, is for the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing at this time the challenger, hailing from Tijuana, Mexico, and weighing in tonight at an even three hundred pounds. He is a member of The Lightning Crew, this is MISTER BORRRRRRRRRR-EEEE-CUAAAAAAA! The bodyguard for Tha Puerto Rican, the leader of the Lightning Crew, makes his way down the aisle, looking as imposing and intimidating as ever. He steps through the ropes and is met with more boos from the crowd, but the stern, uncaring look on his face shows he's ready for what may come his way here tonight. What IS going to come his way is coming right now as a matter of fact, as "Getting Away With Murder" sends the previously unimpressed fans into a frenzy. Charging out from the back with the World Title wrapped around his waist. BUFFER And now, the champion! Hailing from Providence, Rhode Island, and weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds, he is the THREE TIME reigning and defending OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, he is ZAAAAAAAAAACK MAAAAAAAAALIBUUUUUUUUUU! COLE What a match we've got here, Coach. Zack Malibu, in his first statement as champion, said that he would take the term "fighting champion" to the next level. Hoping to reestablish the prestige of the belt after the way Drek Stone defamed it during his reign, Malibu has pretty much left himself open for any and all challengers, starting tonight with Mr. Boricua! COACH Let's not forget that Malibu is not a recent favorite of the Lightning Crew, nor that Tha Puerto Rican has that "Golden Contract". Plus, already, Landon Maddix, who thinks that the SWF World Title makes him better than anyone on our roster, has issued a warning that he's got his eye on Zack. COLE Zack's got that pride, some call it foolish pride, but make no mistake, he won't back down if any or all of those men attempt to back the belt that most feel belong around his waist above anyone else's! As soon as Zack steps through the ropes, Boricua attacks, clubbing Zack over the back with forearm shots before sending him into the ropes, then catching him as he bounces back towards him and presses him overhead before sending him back to earth the hard way! COLE Mr. Boricua has jumped at the chance to be OAOAST World Champion here tonight, and he's not wasting any time! Zack gets up, and when he does Boricua unfastens the OAOAST World Title from around his waist, then shoves Zack away before raising the belt in the air and grunting loudly. The fans in the arena jeer this gesture, and referee Nick Patrick is quick to take the belt away from him and hand it over to Michael Buffer so this match can start proper! DING! DING! DING! Buffer sounds the bell as he sits down at ringside, and when Boricua turns around he's met with a flurry of right hands from a furious Zack Malibu! Each blow staggers the big man, and when Zack bounces off the ropes...he runs right into a big boot from the Lightning Crew's bruiser! COACH He stuck him in the mush with that one! Boricua yanks Zack up, but he's met with a jawbreaker for his efforts, and that sends him staggering back. Zack rushes to the ropes and comes off, nailing Boricua with a diving clothesline that puts him down! Zack waits on him to get up, but rather than go head to head with his foe, the burly beast backs up into the corner, trying to give himself a rest period! COLE Come on now, he's backing down!? COACH You forget, there ain't 178 other Lightning Crew members out here to back him up! COLE YET. Boricua comes out of the corner snarling, and ties up with Malibu. The obvious power advantage comes into play here, as Boricua simply shoves Zack down to the canvas, but Malibu rolls to his feet and gets right back up! They tie up again, and Malibu tries to keep him placed in a headlock, but Boricua shoves Zack into the ropes, then simply stands still for the most part, nailing a rebounding Malibu with a shoulderblock. Zack brushes it off and comes up again circling the ring, while Boricua sneers at him before lunging. Another tie-up follows, and this time Boricua pushes Malibu back to the corner. When he breaks, he tries a quick charge in to crush Malibu, but Zack moves out of the way, and then opens fire with some quick right hand jabs! Boricua is dazed, so Malibu climbs up on the ropes and starts hammering away, drawing the crowd into it so that they count along! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! It's at that point that Boricua shoves Zack down, but Zack lands on his feet! He charges in but eats a back elbow, and then gets hoisted up for a bodyslam...but slides down the back of Mr. Boricua and dropkicks him between the shoulder blades, sending him through the ropes and out to the floor! COLE Zack caught the big man off balance, and now what's he got in store? Boricua gets to his feet, but the moment he looks up all he sees is the World Champion leaping over the ropes and rotating in mid-air, just before crashing down on top of his rival! COACH Verrrry niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice! COLE Flip plancha by Zack Malibu takes Mr. Boricua down! Malibu gets to his feet, as pumped as the crowd is, and turns to his foe and strikes him with a hard chop, and another, and then grabs him by the head and tosses him onto the apron. Boricua gets rolled into the ring, and Malibu slingshots back in and follows suit. The big hoss is then met with a blistering kick to his right leg, hitting just above the kneecap. A second kick follows, nailing the already tender spot. Boricua pushes Zack away with one hand as he favors the leg with the other, but that just draws Malibu forward again, this time striking Boricua right in the face with a headbutt! The big man is thrown off-balance as Malibu hits the ropes and comes off with a spinning wheel kick that catches Mr. Boricua in the chest and takes him down to the canvas! Zack hooks a leg and covers, while Nick Patrick makes the count! ONE! TWO! NO! COACH He gotta outta that one pretty easily, Mikey Cole. COLE He's as resilient as he is big, Coach. That's why he's such an asset to the Crew. Zack gets up and grabs a headlock on Mr. Boricua as he pushes up, but Malibu soon finds himself lifted off his feet! He manages to float over Boricua's shoulder and land behind him, but when he swings him around the giant enforcer is ready for him, and drives a knee into his gut to double him over! Boricua then wraps his thick arms around Zack's ribs and squeezes, then lifts and tosses him back, sending Malibu sailing with a belly to belly overhead suplex! Boricua drags Malibu to the center of the ring and hits the ropes, coming off with a splash to his prone foe...but Malibu's not as prone as he thinks, since he's able to escape the move! Boricua crashes to the canvas, and as he tries to push up to his feet, he's helped by Malibu, who snares him by the head, grips his waistband, and hoists him over with a snap suplex! COLE Zack Malibu just took the 300 pounder up and over! Zack stands over Boricua, then jumps into the air and comes down with his knee driven into the forehead of his opponent. He ducks out to the apron and starts climbing the ropes, concluding with him leaping from the third rope with a picturesque legdrop that connects with the fallen Latino! COACH DAMN! COLE Guillotine legdrop from the champion, and a cover! ONE! TWO! T-NO! MR. BORICUA GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES! COLE Nick Patrick saw it, and Boricua escapes defeat once again! Zack rolls off his foe, and starts leading him to his feet, stunning him with forearm shots to keep the momentum shifted in his favor. He takes Boricua by the arm and whips him to the ropes, but the big man reverses and sends Zack in! Zack rebounds and dodges a wild shot by Boricua by baseball sliding between his legs, and pops up instantaneously, cracking the challenger on the jaw with his patented superkick as he turns around! COLE School's Out connects! That had to do it! Malibu leaps atop Boricua, and once again the count is made... ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! COLE That's one defense down, and many more to go for our World Champion! "Getting Away With Murder" is cued up by the sound guy, and the fans rejoice as Malibu is handed the biggest prize in wrestling today, the OAOAST World Championship. Zack raises the belt high over his head as he soaks in the cheers of the crowd

I know he was in that cruiserweight deal a while back, but I thought he was still considered (when used) an ECW talent.

hahaha, you bastard.

I believe it'll be about 4-5 "drafted" and the rest traded, pretty much how they usually do it. I think the end results will be something close to this: RAW: Chris Benoit William Regal King Booker Queen Sharmell Rey Mysterio The Miz Dave Taylor ECW: Cryme Tyme Kenny Johnny Nitro Jimmy Wang Yang Chris Masters Kane Ashley Smackdown: Carlito Umaga Charlie Haas Shelton Benjamin CM Punk Kevin Thorn Candice Michelle Shannon Moore

::marks out for Jingus making a return to his thread::

The NEW OAOAST World Champion makes good on his promise to be a fighting champion, making his first OAOAST World Title defense against The Lightning Crew's own Mr. Boricua!

Finally, some feedback from me. LOL'd at the opening...especially with the low rider/pogo stick comment. Also, Zack and Bo giving Christian Wright a swirly? Could this be some foreshadowing for things to come!?... ...probably not. Unless I beat Wright in a match using an atomic wedgie. Dug the opening tag, and I love when emoticons are used to express the announcers/wrestlers reactions...it always get a chucke out of me seeing something like this after someone gets nailed with a chair or something. Nice storytelling with the LGS and the Rockers alliance. Despite our somewhat small writing roster, our tag division never suffers. She's a character on the L Word, ask Krista, I'm sure she's done her before. And that was before the second match even started. I swear, between Patty and KC, if people didn't know better that we were an e-fed, they might mistake their matches for lowbrow comedy skits. Proof positive how they are assets and help diversify the match-writers here. Everytime I see The Enterprise, I think of the XPW group by that name...one of the only good things to come out of that company, so yes, it was a compliment. Speaking previously of the emoticons, I also love the use of imagery, and the cover version of the BSB had me rolling. A bit more "serious" match with Rodez and Moneymaker, but good nonetheless. I remember Tony's earliest considerations of bringing out that character, and he's made him into an entertaining one, whether on his own or playing off the Enterprise stable. Great match with PRL and Bohemoth. Again, it's a credit to our writers when it makes you unsure of just how these matches are gonna go. Forget the WWF/E, anything can happen HERE. Again, a match with a more serious tone, but given the stipulations and his normal writing efforts, PRL dished out a winner. Also liked the inclusion of various people's reactions in the match, basically putting you into the crowd as opposed to just reading it all. Main event: not gonna say anything about something I wrote, as per usual. Originally this was going to be a Spin The Wheel, Make The Deal Iron Man Match to blow it all off, but after not talking to Drek for a while, I knew I wasn't going to have the time to write something of that length on my own. So I churned out the expected brawl for it all. I will say one thing regarding an Alf comment...I want the Zack character to visibly show the effects of the Blank feud, given how personal and how big it got last year, so by keeping up the "ruthless" part of the Zack character, showing him as more willing to get violent, I feel it adds a character trait to him and also keeps the memory of that feud alive.

Alright, since Richard was the only one who did the second show, we're building off his. Now in a twist, since a lot of people had trouble with show #2, we're going to use what Richard had planned for his next show: Tag Team Tournament Semifinals Eddie Guerrerro & Rey Mysterio Jr. vs. Barry Windham & Dustin Rhodes The Motor City Machine Guns (Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin) vs. Davey Boy Smith & Owen Hart Gail Kim vs. Madusa (If GK loses, she gets her head shaven) Ken Shamrock & Shelton Benjamin vs. Kurt Angle & ? Hardcore match: Finlay vs. an ECW alumni At ECP Initiation: Fatal Four Way Elimination Match (winner gets ECP World Heavyweight title, last eliminated gets ECP Television title) Shelton Benjamin vs. ? vs. ? vs ? Now that you've got some sort of format/idea, here's the rules for this show: Kurt Angle's partner must be one of the following DEBUTING Talents, and from this point on will be managed by Paul Heyman: Doug Basham, Kwee Wee, Hakushi or Johnny Ace One of the ECW alumni will help Finlay win, and turn on his ECW allies. WACKY BACKSTAGE SKIT~! involving Dynamite Kid, Giant Gonzalez, Maria, Evan Karagias and a bottle of Gatorade. Begin either an alliance or a feud between Terry Taylor and Lance Cade

OK, here's something new for this week, in keeping with our current "build a card" ideas and what not. I'm going to "open" a fed. I'll leave a list of stars and staff, as well as other details like TV timeslots, PPV, etc. Here's where you guys come in: For this first part, I'll leave a list of who I want to work the first show. That's it. I want you guys to book the matches and leave me the results and star ratings (much like we've done in other threads). I'll give you the face/heel alignments, but you CAN do turns, attacks, and whatnot. Set up feuds, stables, whatever. Whichever show I like best will be the base for the next post I come up with, meaning I'll continue my booking in conjunction with what happened on your show. Hope that was easy enough for you guys to get, heh. OK, here's a list of staff for the fed, which will be called the Universal Wrestling Enterprise. BABYFACES: Brian Adams Bryan Clarke Paul London Jerry Lynn Ken Shamrock Randy Orton Rey Mysterio La Parka Hardcore Holly Max Moon Danny Doring Blue Meanie The Patriot Dustin Rhodes Christopher Daniels Shawn Michaels New Jack Road Warrior Animal British Bulldog Sting Perry Saturn HEELS: David Flair Sid Vicious Brian Knobs Jerry Saggs Savio Vega Brian Pillman Alex Wright Test Nathan Jones Dean Malenko Arn Anderson Bobby Eaton Stan Lane Barry Windham Waylon Mercy Carlito Carribean Cool Masahiro Chono Sean O'Haire Jamie Noble Sonny Siaki Randy Savage BABYFACE MANAGERS/VALETS:Torrie Wilson, Larry Zybysko HEEL MANAGERS/VALETS:JJ Dillon, Sunny, Madusa, Paul Heyman ANNOUNCERS:Mike Tenay and Joey Styles REFS:Earl Hebner, Charles Robinson, Brian Hebner, Nick Patrick BACKSTAGE INTERVIEWERS:Josh Matthews, Gene Okerlund TITLES TO USE: UWE Universal Champion (World), UWE Universal Tag, UWE Television EDIT: I don't expect you to use ALL these guys. I just tried to give enough so that you guys could work different things into each of your shows. Ready? Book!

It's been a while, but GUESS WHO'S BACK ON TOP~!

"Getting Away With Murder" hits just as the clock hits (insert HeldDOWN~! posting time here), and the fans ERUPT as the OAOAST looks to start this post-School's Out edition of HeldDOWN~! off with a bang! COLE Welcome fans, to HeldDOWN~! I'm Michael Cole, alongside the Coach, and we are now welcoming the NEW World Heavyweight Champion! Zack steps out onto the ramp, dressed casually rather than for battle, with the OAOAST World Title slung over his shoulder. As the pyro showers down over him, Zack takes the belt in his hands and raises it over his head, drawing another loud reaction from the OAOAST fanbase before heading to the ring. COACH Back where it belongs, baby! Zack walks to the ring, slapping some eager fans' hands as he makes his way, and then hops into the ring to get a handshake, and the microphone, from Michael Buffer. The music fades out, but the crowd response does not, as they're more vocal than ever, chanting for their hero. "THANK YOU ZACK!" "THANK YOU ZACK!" "THANK YOU ZACK!" COLE Listen to the fans, Coach! They're thanking Zack for becoming World Champion once again! The honor and prestige of the OAOAST World Championship has now been restored! MALIBU Thank you! Thank you all. All I have to say is one thing...the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship is HOME! *crowd pops* MALIBU Now, I don't mean home just because it's around my waist again, although that's the best feeling in the world. I mean home because this belt once again signifies the honor, the commitment, the work ethic of not only myself, but for everyone standing behind that curtain right now. Whether they're my friend or my enemy, the people in that locker room back there give one hundred and ten percent each and every time they set foot out here, and they do it for YOU! So you should be thanking them, thank them for making the OAOAST what it is! What Drek Stone tried to do to this company, to this belt...he tried to destroy the honor and integrity of this company...he tried to destroy our morale, to tear us apart from the inside, and now, Drek Stone, YOU'RE the one on the outside looking in! You're a footnote, a memory, a bad turn of events that we're putting behind us now, because Zack Malibu is ONCE AGAIN the OAOAST World Champion! A FIGHTING World Champion. An HONORABLE World Champion. I won this belt for the guys in the back that bust their asses day in and day out. I'm not going to run from responsibility. I'm not going to milk my time at the top. I EARNED it, and I'm going to be a fighting champion for all those who have earned their spots. Guys like Bohemoth and Leon Rodez and Tha Puerto Rican and... "REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH" COLE What!? COACH I think Zacky forgot one! All heads turn to the entrance way, Zack's included, as "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson powers through the audio system. Hands on hips, annoyed at the interruption, Zack glares as eventually the doors part and the boos ring out for Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix as he emerges onto the stage! Maddix tilts his head to the side as he stares into the crowd, feigning hurt that the crowd mercilessly boo his mere appearance before giving them a very clear 'up yours'. As Landon then makes his way towards the ring, we see Megan Skye following, proudly clutching the Money In The Bank contract in her hand. COACH Baton down the hatches Mikey! It looks like it's time to take this one to the bank! COLE That's a terrible pun. COACH Hey, that's what they pay me for. Into the ring climbs Landon, opening up his fancy Real Madrid training tracksuit top and flaunting the SWF World Heavyweight Title around his waist. Landon then enters the ring, motioning for Zack to calm down as he asks for a microphone from the floor. "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" Landon waits for a little decorum, Zack looking at him through narrow eyelids waiting for him to start talking. Neither seems to have much patience. MADDIX Well well, long-time no-see everyone! Glad to see you've all missed me so much in my absence. (rolls eyes) Anyway, thankfully, the absence is over. The waiting is over and Landon Maddix has returned... and for that, you all have this man to thank! Landon points to Zack, who's growing more and more impatient by the second. MADDIX I sense an air of relief around here all of a sudden. An air that's been missing recently from what I've seen. I've been paying close attention you see. Well, to the parts that matter that is. Not all of these Dancing Dragons and Environmental Activists and that crap, but the top of the mountain. The OAOAST World Heavyweight Title situation. And finally, the doom-clouds have moved away from the OAOAST. Because finally, the World Title has returned! Finally, there's a World Champion that... well, let's just say, finally there's a World Champion. Period. I may not like you Zack, but at least you exist. COLE Good point. MADDIX Now, as I'm sure you're all aware, I happen to be the SWF World Heavyweight Champion. Still. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" MADDIX So here we are, two World Champions, live on HeldDOWN~! A perfect opportunity fo... ZACK Look, is this going anywhere? Cut off in his stride, Landon glares at Zack. MADDIX Haven't you ever heard of the saying, "You don't rush greatness"? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" MADDIX Yes, this is going somewhere Zack. You see, I've been over at the SWF, defending my title. Biding my time. Waiting, a little impatiently I might add, for the OAOAST's World Champion to show his face. Because, way back at AngleMania, I became "Dinero Del Señor En El Banco!" Or, for all of you gormless wonders sitting there with blank looks on your faces, "Mr. Money In The Bank". Megan, show them the contract. Doing her best 'Price Is Right extra' impression, Megan shows off the humble sheet of paper, with Landon adding the staged 'ohhs' and 'aahs' for posterity. MADDIX This guarantees me a shot at that OAOAST World Title whenever I so desire. And as I've been waiting to tell the holder of that belt for months now, I don't intend on sitting on this contract. I'm certainly not going to hang onto it until the last possible quarter of an hour of the contract's life to cash in like you did, oh no. The past month, I've been forced to sit on this thing because YOU didn't get the job done at AngleMania and the supposed World Champion didn't know how to combine wrestling stardom and mainstream popularity, like a certain SWF Champion not a million miles away. Well, I'm officially putting you on notice. Winning the OAOAST Title is my ticket to immortality. And it's a ticket I'm anxious to get... ZACK SO DO IT ALREADY!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" ZACK You're here, I'm here, we've got about a dozen referees in the back. You think you're frustrated with Drek not being around!? This title is MY legacy! MY ticket to immortality! And I'm not going to sit on this anymore than you're sitting on your contract. So, if you want me... Suddenly, Zack pulls off his t-shirt, sending the paramedics into 'high hysteria alert'. ZACK ...then I'm not hard to find! COLE Alright, here we go! COACH They're not seriously going to do this now, are they!? It certainly seems Zack is ready to go, dropping his microphone and encouraging Landon on... ...as he shakes his head. MADDIX Easy Rambo. We all know you're feeling high and mighty now you're the conquering hero of the OAOAST. But I think you've misread this situation. I mean... I'm ready and willing to cash this contract in, but... not TONIGHT. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" MADDIX Come on Zack, you're not wet behind the ears when it comes to this World Title lark. You know as well as I do, me cashing this title in tonight is going to stop ol' AngleSault from cashing in big buyrates. No no, if I'm cashing this Money In The Bank in, I'm doing it when it's worth the most to me. "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" Over comes Megan, whispering something in Landon's ear. A big smile creeps over his face which he tries to wipe quickly, trying to put his poker face on as he stares Zack down again. MADDIX How about this Zack? How about, you and me, on the big stage? ZACK And what do you mean by that? MADDIX What I mean is, if you're really the fighting champion you're pledging to be, then I'm challenging you to prove it. I'm challenging you to defend that title against me at The Great Angle Bash! I'm cha... ZACK You're ON! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Woah! No hesitation whatsoever from Zack! Landon's smile re-appears as he and Megan exchange a look. Zack looks confused for a second, but shakes it off. MADDIX So, I take it you're accepting? ZACK Damn right! You want a shot, you've got it! MADDIX Well, that's all I needed to hear! You, me, D.C, I'll see you then. Probably best we leave the handshake for now. I'm more than happy to take you on your word... HAHA! Landon drops the mic and off he and Megan go, drawing another confused look from Zack. The SWF's Power Couple stroll off arm in arm looking mighty pleased with how that all went, not concerned that "Getting Away With Murder" has started up to allow Malibu to soak up a little more of his moment. COLE What a way to kick off HeldDOWN~! and what an announcement that is. First time ever, Zack Malibu one on one with Landon Maddix, live from our nation's capital at The Great Angle Bash 2007. We'll be back with more HeldDOWN~!, after these messages!

The Boys return this week with the release of issue #7. They've got a new publisher and Ennis has stated that he intends for the series to run around 65 issues.

Anybody else here reading this? Easily the best new title I have picked up in a long time. For those that don't know, the basic premise is that Ennis is showing the dark side to superheroes. I don't mean "shades of grey, bad attitude" type of heroes. I mean I'm talking about drug use, sex, intimidation, and all sorts of deviant behavior that the supposed protectors of the world are involved in. At the center of it all is a group of rogues who, for one reason or another, despise the superheroes and are warring against them. The 7th issue just hit stands last week so it won't take long to catch up if it perks anyone's interest.

Shenanigans!

COLE You ready for this one, Coach? COACH Am I ever. It's been a loooooooooooong time coming. COLE For two years. TWO YEARS Drek Stone has done everything he thought would break the foundation of this company down. From his ill-fated attempt at a Civil War, to coming back and alienating friends to reclaim the OAOAST World Title, to avoiding the one man whom he had long disrespected but no doubt feared. Anglemania VI may have seen a Drek victory over Zack Malibu etched in stone, but tonight, we write the final chapter. Here at School's Out, can Zack Malibu, the heart and soul of our company, pass the test? Or will he cave under the pressure. Can Drek Stone make history as the only man in OAOAST history that Zack Malibu has never beaten? "Getting Away With Murder" hits, and the fans rise to their feet the moments the lights drop, waiting on their hero. Through the shower and sparks of the pyro at the entranceway steps Zack Malibu, and his appearance draws an even louder reaction from the crowd...possibly the loudest of the night, as Zack's popularity combined with the ultimate disdain and hatred of Drek Stone has these fans more riled up than ever before. Zack steps into the ring and removes his ring jacket, tossing it over the ropes as he awaits the arrival of the World Champion who has gone MIA. "Woke Up This Morning" hits, and the anti-Drek signs go up, the boos and jeers in full effect. After waiting for the song to fully "kick in", Drek Stone appears on an OAOAST broadcast for the first time in months, the OAOAST World Title that he's held hostage slung over his shoulder. Stone smirks, patting the belt and motioning to Zack, asking "you want this"? Stone stops midway down the ramp and raises the belt up in the air, truly basking in the glory that no one feels he deserves the belt. Drek comes and gets into the ring, walking right up to Malibu and dangling the belt in his face before proclaiming "it's staying with ME!" Drek then retreats to a corner, and Michael Buffer comes in to make with the introductions. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is your main event of the evening. A grudge match, set for one fall with the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship at stake! Introducing first, the challenger. From Providence, Rhode Island. This man has been an integral part of the OAOAST since his debut some five years ago. He has twice held the same title he challenges for tonight, and holds victories over such legendary superstars as Caboose, CobainWasMurdered, Crystal, Alfdogg, Bruce Blank, and the namesake himself, Anglesault. His dedication to his company is second to none, which has earned him the name of The Franchise. Also known for his resilience and persistence in battle, he has been dubbed a Modern Day Warrior...ladies and gentlemen, weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds, the challenger...ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALIBUUUUUUUU! The fans roar for Zack, and he keeps his focus, eyeing Stone across the ring from his corner. BUFFER Now introducing, the reigning and defending OAOAST World Champion. A native of Brooklyn, New York, this individual has become the most controversial in OAOAST history, going so far as to hold the World Title belt that many have worn so proudly hostage. He has drawn the ire of his opponent tonight, as well as millions around the world, by trying to defame the great name of the very company he works for. Tonight, he steps into the ring against his arch rival in a fight that is more than just a championship match...it's very personal. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty five pounds, he is RRRRRRRRECKLESS...DRRRRRRRRRREK STOOOOOOOOOOOONE! COLE Well, this is certainly a rare occurance, seeing Drek Stone in action. COACH Maybe there was a method to his madness. Like, he did it to drive up the pay per view buys. COLE The only association Stone has with a buy increase would be more people bought to see him get his ass kicked than ever before. Stone holds the World Title belt in his hands, looking at his reflection in the center plate. When referee Hebner comes to claim the belt and remove it from the ring, Stone swipes it away from his grasp, giving the referee a rather cold stare. Stone then walks over to Malibu, dangling the belt in front of him yet again...and Zack responds with a hard slap that echoes through the arena, and could very well have popped Drek's jaw out of place! Stone stumbles back, then tries for a BELTSHOT~! with the title, but Zack ducks, then shoots for the legs and takes Drek down! Losing possession of the belt, Drek is hammered by shots from Malibu, and Hebner quickly takes the belt and hands it to Michael Buffer, urging him to hurry up and "ring the damn bell!" DING! DING! DING! The official bell sounds, despite the fact that the two arch rivals are already fighting. Stone tosses Malibu off of him and gets to his feet, but as he does Malibu again uses a double leg takedown and starts hammering away! Stone tries to cover up, tucking his elbows and using his forearms and hands to shield his face, while Malibu is relentless in pounding away. Luckily for Stone, he manages to reach out and grab the bottom rope, and Hebner has to come over and try his best to get Malibu off of him! Malibu just keeps pounding, so Earl has to physically pull him up off of Stone to give Stone the space that the rope break earned him! Stone gets up, but the moment he lets go of the ropes, Malibu bolts forward again, tackling him through the ropes so that both men spill out onto the ringside floor! COLE I don't think the ring...I don't think this ARENA can contain the hatred these two have for each other! Both men rise quickly, and Drek runs at Zack, grabbing his waist and running him into the guardrail! He rams a shoulder into his ribs, and while Zack reels, he starts responding with forearms across the back, then pulls Drek's head up and starts gouging his eyes! Drek screams, as Zack would be satisfied only after ripping them out of Drek's head...but luckily for Drek his eyesight remains intact thanks to the intervention of Earl Hebner! Earl not-so-easily pries Zack's hand away, distracting Zack long enough for Drek to hit a low kick, then lifts Zack up and drapes him crotch first onto the barrier! Stone staggers away, even shoving Hebner aside as he pulls the cable cord up from the floor and wraps it around Zack's throat! COACH Look at this, he's chokin' him, Mikey! Stone wraps the cord tightly around Zack's neck, standing a few feet away to keep away from any retaliation. Zack struggles, trying to remove the cord as he eases himself off the barrier...but once his feet hit the floor, Drek yanks back on the cord, snapping Zack back onto the floor, slamming the back of his head! Drek then folds the long cord in half, and then uses it as a makeshift whip, cracking it across Zack's exposed skin! COLE He's lashing him with that wire! He's sick! COACH I can't even make a racial joke since Zack's as white as you get! Stone gives up on the whipping, then drops down, pinning Zack's shoulders down with his knees while he presses the cord down onto Zack's throat, again trying to choke him. Earl Hebner tries again to stop the chaos, but Stone will not give up, going so far as to get up and shove Hebner down to the floor! COLE Come ON now! Drek Stone..."Reckless" is the perfect name for this son of a bitch, because he has NO remorse for what he does! Stone turns back around, as Malibu is getting up, and takes his head and rams it into the ring apron, once again putting Zack down. Zack is out of sorts as he tries to get to his feet, but it's not done without the help of Stone, who hits a kneelift to his back that sends him stumbling into the ringpost! Zack leans against the post, his face pressed against the cold steel, while Stone grabs the bottom rope for leverage and presses his foot into Zack's head, crushing it against the post! COACH Man alive! He's tryin' to crush his head like a grape! Blood pours out of Malibu's nose as he groans in pain, but luckily for him Hebner comes over and grabs Stone's leg, prying it away! Hebner orders the match back into the ring, and when Stone motions to blow the referee off and target Malibu, Hebner tells him flat out "I'll hand him the belt right now without thinking twice!". Stone ponders this, and then reluctantly enters the ring, while Malibu barely moves as he attempts to recover on the outside. COLE Earl Hebner is trying to rein these guys in, but I don't know if that's possible. I have a feeling that this is only going to be temporary. Hebner gets in the ring as well, sheiling Malibu from Stone, who paces the ring, waiting for his foe to get in. Groggy, Malibu crawls up onto the apron and into the ring, and as soon as he's in, Stone runs and kicks him in the side of the head, and then starts stomping him down. COACH He ain't gonna let him up, Mikey. He knows he can't afford to let him up! Stone keeps stomping, then hits the ropes, dropping a leg across the back of Malibu's head to keep him down! Stone then rolls Zack onto his back and hooks the leg, impatiently waiting for Hebner to make the count! ONE! T-NO! COLE Thankfully, Zack's not going to give up that easily! The crowd roars as Malibu kicks out, but Stone takes it to heart, dragging Zack to his feet and then taking him by the wrist and pulling him right into a clothesline! Zack meets the canvas yet again, but Stone pulls him up and sends him to the ropes, then runs toward Malibu as he rebounds and nails him with a kitchen sink (not the real item, but rather the running knee, although anything is possible with these two competitors!). Malibu doubles over, only to be brought up by Stone again, and this time sent hard into the corner. Zack grits his teeth as he collides with the turnbuckles, looking worse for wear...but when Stone charges in Malibu bolts out of the corner and spears him down to a mega-pop! Stone quickly rolls away when Malibu starts throwing punches, and when he gets to his feet, Malibu takes his legs out from under him, then holds them in palce while he delivers a well-placed stomp that takes Stone off his game! Malibu follows up with a jumping elbow drop, and then moves towards Stone, stalking him until the champion backs into the corner, fearing the retribution that Malibu wishes to dish out tonight at School's Out! COLE Sure, a cheapshot is OK. Using a wire to choke a man out is OK, but one on one, face to face in that ring, Drek Stone doesn't know what to do! Malibu approaches him in the corner, while Hebner calls for Stone to move out. As Malibu gets closer, Stone tries for another tride and true cheap tactic, trying to jab his thumb in Zack's eye...but Zack catches him by the wrist, then turns and throws Drek over his shoulder with a judo toss! Drek lands hard on the canvas, and catches a hard kick to the spine when he sits up, stunning him long enough for Malibu to reach down and tear at his mouth, trying to stretch his cheeks outward until they tear! COACH He's tryin' to pull his skin up over his skull! COLE The wars of 2006, the battles with Bruce Blank molded Malibu into a more vicious, more aggressive person when things get personal. When Blank went after Candie and baby Jenna, Malibu tossed aside everything he knew to become a killer. Now, with all that Drek Stone has made Malibu suffer through, we're seeing that side of him. The dark side of Zack Malibu has been let loose again! Zack yanks Stone up to his feet, then sends him to the corner, running right behind him so that the moment Stone hits, he's crushed by a spear into the turnbuckles that makes his ribs quiver! Malibu continues with some more shoulderblocks, ramming into Stone's ribs, as the champion gasps for air! Zack then takes him by the head and hooks his arm under one of Drek's, bieling him out of the corner and halfway across the ring! Drek woozily gets to his feet, but once again he's allowed no rest, as he's blasted across the back of the head with a running lariat from the challenger! Stone hits the mat and rolls himself out under the bottom rope, simply letting himself collapse on the floor outside in an effort to get away from Malibu and regroup. COACH He might wanna rethink his strategy, Mikey Cole. Stone gets up, but Malibu is right on him, sliding out of the ring and giving chase to the World Champion. Stone rounds the corner and quickly slides back in...but Malibu isn't one to fall for the game, and grabs Stone by the ankle, yanking him back out to the floor and then nailing him with another clothesline! Malibu now taunts Stone as he lay looking at the lights, begging, daring, WANTING the champion to get up to take more of his medicine! Stone comes up, and Zack quickly takes him by the head and slams it into the announce table, staggering his foe yet again! COLE Thatta boy, Zack! After that shot, Zack swings Stone around and throws him back into the ring. Malibu climbs up onto the apron and patiently waits, targetting his opponent upon his recovery. He slingshots up onto the top rope and springboards in with a bodypress...but Stone manages to catch Zack, drop him on his feet, and then carry him over with a Northern Lights suplex! COACH He caught him! ONE! T-KICKOUT! Both men hurry to their feet, and Stone traps Zack in a butterfly lock and then uses the knees...a tactic Malibu himself has used in the past. Drek's knee finds it's mark on Malibu's upper body, stunning him and setting him up for a Tiger Bomb from the World Champion...but Zack lands on his feet, countering the move! Zack fires away with hard chops to Drek's chest, then starts striking him across the face with hard open hand slaps, numerous blows that send Stone spiraling into a daze before twisting his body a full 360 degrees and laying out the champion with a discus clothesline! The crowd ROARS with approval, the sight of Drek being pummeled something they have waited oh so long for, and Malibu dives on top of his rival for the pin! ONE! TW-KICKOUT! Malibu gets up as if the pin attempt never happened, and drives the sole of his foot into Drek's chest before bringing him up to his feet. Malibu takes Drek by the head and runs him into the top turnbuckle, then spins him around and lifts, dropping Drek crotch first on the top rope! Malibu then climbs up onto the middle rope and opens fire with more hard slaps across Drek's face before moving up onto the top rope...but as he attempts to bring Drek up, Drek shoves him down to the canvas! Zack lands on his feet and rushes the corner, pushing Drek's leg out from under him to crotch him AGAIN as he tries to stand! COACH Ooooooh, that could not have felt good to the little mister! COLE "Little mister"? You have formal names for Drek Stone's genetalia? COACH It's not like I singled him out, I... COLE You have formal names for more than one man's genetalia? COACH Yea...NO! I mean...shut up, Cole, and watch the match! Malibu brings Stone off the turnbuckle and onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry, then walks towards center ring and starts spinning...and spinning...and spinning...and spinning around in an Airplane Spin that apparently has no end in sight! COLE We haven't seen this in a while! Malibu keeps rotating round and round, dizzying both himself and his opponent, finally ending the spin after he throws Stone up off his shoulders and onto his knee with a gutbuster! Zack then falls back to the canvas, exhausted from the airplane spin, while the combination of dizziness and a gutbuster is probably going to lead to some puking from Mr. Stone later this evening! Drek crawls across the ring without a clue of where he is...and as he starts to come to, Zack races across the ring and nails him in the side of the head with a ZACK ATTACK~!, knocking Stone out to the floor once again! COLE There goes Stone once again, and it seems to me that while Stone is considered "Reckless", Zack Malibu is nothing short of relentless tonight! Malibu works the crowd, while Stone is beside himself on the floor. Zack exits the ring and goes after him, nailing him with a pair of forearms...but when he lures Stone close, Drek drops to the floor and hits a low blow, then sends Zack sailing into Michael Buffer, knocking the announcer out of his seat and knocking the timekeepers table over in the process! COACH Watch out Mikey Cole, he might throw him on you next! Stone staggers over, tossing the ring bell, the table, and Buffer aside to get to Zack, who is mangled up against the guardrail. Stone grabs the chair Buffer was on and folds it up, and then jabs the end of it into Zack's throat, pressing it in as hard as possible, trying to choke the life out of the fan favorite! COLE Get off of him! C'mon! Zack struggles, while Hebner exits the ring, trying to get the chair from Stone...and he GETS IT alright, as Stone LEVELS the poor official with a brutal chairshot that lays him out! COACH EARL! The crowd boos loudly as Stone stands over Earl Hebner, watching as blood trickles out of his head and pools on the floor. Zack manages to get up, but Stone turns and swings, leveling Zack with a hard chairshot as well! COLE He's sick...SICK! Zack collapses to the floor, and Stone unloads, beating him viciously with chairshots to the body before tossing the chair aside and rubbing Zack's face into the floor, trying to break his nose! In the midst of all this, a stretcher is wheeled down the ramp, as medical staff come to aid Earl Hebner. COLE We've got no referee now! COACH I don't think Drek or Zack are gonna notice. Drek throws down the chair and goes over to the staff, shoving and kicking them aside and making room so that he can stand over Earl Hebner's bloodied body. Drek grabs the lifeless ref by the collar, telling him that he needs to "learn to stay out of my way!" The staff pleads with Stone to back off, which he begrudgingly does...turning around and catching a right hand from Malibu, who can barely stand! After connecting with the punch, Zack saves himself from falling over, using the ring apron to catch his balance before taking Drek by the head and hurling him onto the commentator's table! COLE Watch out, Coach! COACH All I know is Anglesault better up our insurance benefits! Zack takes over, hammering Stone with right hands as he's sprawled out on the table. Zack takes Coach's monitor and tosses it to the floor, then takes Michael Cole's monitor and RAMS it into Stone's ribs! Stone gags after the shot, and Malibu nails him with another hard right before moving away, grabbing the chair off the floor, and hopping up to the apron. COLE What...what's he doing? What's he doing, Coach? COACH I DON'T KNOW YOU'RE SEEING THE SAME THING AS ME! Malibu takes the legs out of the chair in his hand, then leaps off the apron, swinging the chair over his head before bringing it down as he lands, cracking the chair over the monitor and Drek's ribs! COLE Good God! Stone convulses, and begins to cough up blood, as his internal organs must be turning to Jell-O. Malibu, bleeding and dazed now takes the monitor and throws it down to the floor, then rolls back into the ring. COLE Zack's trying to capture the momentum again, but he's hurting, and...wait a second...wait a second COACH MOVE! Just before Cole's scared reaction, Zack took a deep breath and ran the ropes, coming off the far side with as much speed as he could muster before DIVING OVER THE ROPES AND CRASHING DOWN ONTO DREK STONE, SENDING THEM BOTH THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE~!~! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Thanks to the crash, the mics have shorted, leaving the announcers speechless to the audience at home. The cameras zoom in on the two combatants, both looking horribly worn. Stone holds his arms over his ribs, rolling to his side and coughing up blood on the floor, while Malibu lay at the feet of Cole and Coach, who check on Zack themselves. About half the medical staff that were tending to Earl Hebner remain behind, and come over and start checking on the two. COLE ...on? Are we on? OK we've got the mics back, Coach. COACH Testes, testes...one, two...three? COLE What an amazing, what a suicidal move by Zack Malibu! A swan dive splash through our announce table has rendered both he and the World Champion incapacitated! The staff check on Zack and Drek, when the crowd starts popping, because ANGLESAULT is on his way down the ramp! COLE The man in charge is heading this way! Anglesault looks as concerned as the stunned audience, as he comes over and surveys the condition of both competitors. Along with the medical staff, he helps Zack up, while two others lifts Stone up to his feet...but Malibu quickly breaks free and spears Stone back down, then starts hammering on him with right hands! COLE Zack's not done yet! Zack backs everyone away as he picks Drek up and rolls him into the ring, then leans on the apron for a second to catch his breath. The staff try their best to tend to him, but Zack breaks away and climbs into the ring, going after Drek! Stone crawls across the mat, blood dripping from his head and mouth. He pushes himself up to his feet, but nearly falls over in the process, only to be caught by Zack and taken over with a GERMAN SUPLEX~! that, of course, is just the first of many, as Zack rolls through, bringing Stone up again, and DOWN again with another one! Third time is the charm as another German hits, and as they come up, Zack switches up, trying for the ANGLE SLAM~!...but Drek slides out and falls back, caught by the ropes! Zack turns and charges, but Drek ducks his head and elevates Zack over...but Zack lands on the apron and snaps Drek to the canvas by his head, then slingshots in with a legdrop...but Drek rolls out of the way, frantically getting to his feet and grabbing Malibu during his recovery, planting his head into the mat with a STONECUTTER~! COLE STONECUTTER BY DREK STONE! ZACK MALIBU JUST GOT ROCKED BY THE CHAMPION'S FAVORITE MANUEVER! COACH Favorite other than "avoiding responsibility" and "attempting to destroy the OAOAST", right? COLE Right. Both men lay on the canvas, Zack's face buried in it as Drek looks up at the spotlights. Drek rolls over and rolls Malibu onto his back, covering him...but there's no referee, thanks to Drek's actions earlier! COLE There's no one to count the fall! COACH You're complaining!? Drek has the cover, then realizes that no one can count to three. He gets up in a bloody daze, looking around...and sees Anglesault heading to the back with Hebner, and calls out to him, ordering HIM to get in the ring and make the count! COLE Look at this...Drek Stone is calling out Anglesault! He wants Anglesault to count the pinfall! COACH You know what he's doing here, Mikey Cole...he's putting Anglesault on the spot, because Anglesault has the authority, and if he don't use it, then Drek's accusations look real! COLE Been watching your Law & Order lately, eh Coach? Anglesault stares at Drek, then takes off his suit jacket and throws it down, walking to the ring. Drek moves back into position, covering Malibu, as Anglesault slides under the bottom rope and stares coldly at Drek before counting... ONE! TWO! NO! NO! ZACK MALIBU KICKS OUT! Drek, furious, pounds the mat and gets up, grabbing Anglesault by the collar and backing him into the corner! Stone wraps his hands around his throat, screaming at him as he tries to choke him, but Anglesault fights back, shoving Drek away...RIGHT INTO AN ANGLE SLAM FROM A RECOVERED ZACK~! Both men remain motionless on the canvas once again, until Malibu musters up the strength to roll over and drape an arm across his arch rival. ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! KICKOUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE INSTANCE~! COLE This can't be happening...HOW are they both still able to keep up with each other like this!!? Zack slowly brings Drek up, but Drek quickly responds with a jawbreaker to send him away! Malibu falls to one knee, but when Stone approaches, Zack pops up and goes for a flash SCHOOL'S OUT...but Stone catches it and smiles a sick smile, complete with blood caked teeth! He throws Malibu's leg down and runs in with a lariat, but Zack throws up his elbows, blocks the shot, and drives him down with an STO~! COLE Come on Zack, take him out! End this all...end the era of Drek Stone! Zack gets up, circling the ring and watching as Stone holds his head, trying his damndest to sit up. Anglesault sits back in the corner and watches, allowing Zack carte blanche to have his way with the man who attempted his best to put both of them out and damage the legacy of their company and the World Title. Drek slowly gets up, trying to stay balanced as he gets vertical, but the moment he's on his feet, Malibu fires off with SCHOOL'S OUT~! AND IT'S CAUGHT AGAIN...LOW KICK BY DREK DROPS ZACK TO HIS KNEES~! COACH DAMN! Drek stands over Zack, and Anglesault comes and spins him around...and HE gets a low kick as well, then a slap across the back of the head! Drek proclaims "I'm gonna kill your damn company AND your hero", then turns back to Zack and spits right in his face, then slaps him in a taunting fashion proclaiming "you can't kill me, Zack!" Drek forcefully grabs Malibu by the head and then starts biting at his forehead, pulling away and now spitting Zack's own blood back in his face before violently grabbing his neck, pulling him into STONECUTTER position...but Zack pushes him away, right into Anglesault, who shoves Stone forward RIGHT INTO SCHOOL'S OUT~! COLE HE GOT HIM! COME ON ZACK~! Zack falls on top of Drek Stone, and Anglesault, still favoring himself with one hand, uses the other one to do the one thing people have been waiting to see all night. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! COLE HE DID IT! HE DID IT! COACH ALRIGHT ZACKY~! The crowd ROARS, the response absolutely deafening, as Malibu remains on top of Drek Stone, likely whispering some ideas for a new occupation into his ear, since Drek Stone is no longer World Champion. From the back, numerous OAOAST superstars hit the ring, as Zack is helped up by Anglesault and is handed the very belt that he made the most prized possession in wrestling today. Once again, Zack Malibu has the OAOAST World Title fastened around his waist! COLE Fans, THIS is a moment. The OAOAST is back in the hands of the man who made it famous, the man who made it stand for something...Zack Malibu is once again OAOAST World Champion, and Drek Stone...Drek Stone, for all you've done to try to tear us apart, you can go to hell, my friend. Straight to hell! Drek is nothing more than an afterthought as he's rolled out of the ring to the floor...medical staff tend to him there, while Malibu is hoisted up onto the shoulders of Scotty Static and Johnny Jax, the big gold belt fastened firmly around his waist. For Drek Stone, school is in fact out, and another semester is starting. Your teacher? Zack Malibu: OAOAST World Champion once again! FADE OUT

Finished guys. Sorry I didn't get to finish yesterday, I had graduation and birthday parties all weekend.

QFT

I don't see any fat. She was on TRL about a week ago hyping the new single and looked phenomenal, all of my bias aside. Her ass is a thing of beauty, though. Lushus just wants to steal my schtick . Seriously though, I've always found her hot. I'd take her over the Hollywood brat pack fakes and flakes any day of the week.

The all too familiar sound of "Getting Away With Murder" brings us back to live action on HeldDOWN~!, as the fans filling the seats in the arena rejoice upon the arrival of the OAOAST's favorite son. COLE Here he comes...the number one contender, and the man that many feel should be the World Champion already! Zack Malibu heads down the aisle, slapping hands with some fans while keeping his normal focused demeanor. Clad in street clothes, it's obvious Malibu is not out here to fight, but that he has something to say. Three guesses as to whom the target of his wrath will be. He hops onto the apron and enters the ring, catching the mic thrown to him by Michael Buffer, and prepares to address the crowd. MALIBU We are just three days away, people. Three days away from Drek Stone's worst nightmare. Three days away from the harsh reality that I am going to END YOU, Drek! Malibu wastes no time in getting INTENSE~! with his promo, and the crowd loves every second of it. MALIBU By now, they all know the history, Drek. These people know what you've done. They've seen you, week after week for the last two years, try to do something you can't do, and that is bring this company to its knees! You tried to rally the troops, but when your Civil War plot cracked under the weight of too many egos, you high tailed it out of here as fast as you could, trying to free yourself of the blame! You pinned my shoulders to the mat for a three count at Angleslam 2005, and then what? You pulled a disappearing act, keeping yourself satisfied with that one win. You lucked out last year, because had it not been for my bringing in The Wildcards and everything that ensued, you'd have been gone a LONG time ago. The past year, your title reign, EVERYTHING, has been on borrowed time, Drek. When you finally got what you wanted...the OAOAST World Title, you never wanted it for anything other than a PROP. Something to use in your war against me, and this company. You didn't treat it as a title, as a championship, as a legacy...you treated it as a toy, as an AFTERTHOUGHT! COACH He's right, he did! I seen it! MALIBU You are not a champion, Drek. You don't have the heart for it. You're out for the same thing you've been out for since day one, and that is YOURSELF. You have no respect for me, for that locker room, for these fans...you have NO RESPECT FOR THE COMPANY THAT MADE YOU! What were you before the OAOAST, Drek? You were NOTHING! No one had ever heard of Drek Stone, and now the only way you keep your name in lights is through controversy! You have held this company...MY COMPANY...hostage long enough. You have avoided responsibility and retribution time and time and time again and I AM GOING TO PUT AN END TO IT! I swear on all that is holy, on the blood, sweat and tears of myself and everyone from the locker room to the camera crew to the caters who have put their sould into this company that I am TAKING IT BACK ON SUNDAY NIGHT! I am taking back the OAOAST World Championship. I am going to restore the honor and glory and prestige that was once bestowed upon it. I am going to take the sixteen pounds of gold out of the hands of the one man who did it wrong. There are guys in the back there, guys like Scotty Static and Johnny Jax, Jamie O'Hara...even guys like Landon Maddix, Tha Puerto Rican, guys I don't necessarily get along with, that would KILL to be given the opportunities you've had. They would KILL for that World Title, and while we're here week after week, busting our asses and stepping over each other to try and get to the top of the mountain, you're sitting pretty without a care in the world, blaming US for your actions! A court case? A GOD DAMN COURT CASE? You took us to court instead of fighting it out like a man, Drek. You think that makes you smart? IT MAKES YOU A COWARD! You want to be treated a certain way, then FIGHT FOR IT! You say that we're biased against you? That it's an unsafe working enviroment? You are DAMN RIGHT on that count, because I don't give a damn what your lawyers or my lawyers say...I...HATE...YOU. Everyone in this company HATES you, Drek. They hate what you've tried to do. Now, the only Civil War you've managed to accomplish is us against you. All of us, Drek...guys like me and Leon Rodez and The Hooligans and The Lightning Crew and Christian Wright...everyone, all the way down the line, are against you. We're against what you are, what you stand for, and what you've done. They're all ready to take you on, to take you out, and to sit on top of the world as a champion. As the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion. Because while I'm going to walk out of School's Out with that belt around my waist once again, if you think this is about just a title, you're mistaken. This is about our LIVES. This is what we do. I hate you enough on my own, Drek...but how can you withstand a company united, bonded by one common feeling, and that is the absolute disgust and disdain for YOU? You're not OAOAST. You never were. After School's Out, Drek, the only thing you're going to be...is history. Malibu, simmering with rage, drops the mic and glares into the hard camera before walking off, receiving a huge pop for his comments towards the World Champion. Zack hops out of the ring and powerwalks back up the aisle, his feelings clear for Drek Stone, as we fade to commercial.

Here's just some of the drama from my old alma matter: -This happened after I graduated, but involved a teacher I had. One of the English teachers (I had him senior year for a composition/creative writing class) was also in charge of the school talent nights, and had a band of his own outside of his teaching career. One of the drama club/chorus girls, who was always in the talent shows, apparently got close enough to him to the point that people started getting ideas something was going on. Rumors filled the school, and the two did nothing to dispute them, going so far as to be spotted out shopping together/hanging out outside of school, the girl singing at some of his bands gigs, and the two of them being caught holding hands at her junior prom (imagine being her date and hearing that one.) It wasn't even the school system that outed them, as from my understanding he was given chances to stop, or at least just not make it so obvious (the principal was the one who caught them holding hands at the prom). It was when police from the town over caught the girl blowing him in his car. Then it was outed that not only did all these inappropriate things happen at school or school events, but that the girls mother knew all along and OK'd the relationship, despite the fact that this guy was married with one kid, and his wife had given birth to a second in the midst of his affair. Apparently, my former high school had nothing in the school laws about teacher/student relationships (or apparently there was some type of legal loophole that could have allowed him to stay in the school...there was an article in the paper about this whole mess), but he resigned on his own accord. I ran into the two of them about a year and a half ago at a local mall, and from what I hear these days he's still with her (not sure if they're married), but she's given birth to their first child together. -My old gym teacher (and not only that, but my former Spanish teachers husband) got in trouble about a year after I graduated for giving kids on his wrestling team keys to the gym entrance of the school, and the kids would steal computer equipment and other goodies, sell them off, and split the money with the teacher. From what I heard, it not only led to his firing, but also to his divorce. -Freshman year, the administrative assistant (formerly the vice principal of the junior high, who transferred when my class was entering high school) was unceremoniously fired. My school always had its administration in shambles (three principals in four years, various vice principals and administrative types) so this was just the first of what became no surprise in later years. Really nice guy who everyone liked, and unlike most authority types, seemed to genuinely care about his job and the kids. When a school committee meeting didn't turn up the answers the kids were looking for, we staged a walkout in protest, with about 200 kids walking right out of school one day because of his being let go.

I'm wondering if Hiro's father's superpower is that he's an immortal, revealing him to be Kensei himself. That could explain the final scene of the finale.

OH BABY.