Zack Malibu

What we have on tap: Panther vs. Brock Ausstin Zack Malibu returns to HeldDOWN~! Now, what else can we expect from you guys? UGS guys, maybe a group promo introducing yourselves, explaining group motivation, etc. Northstar I know I can expect some skits with you as GM. Tag Action: How about Mad Matt and AJ Flaire against Axel and Sly of Totally Endorsed? Other matches/promo's, post 'em here. Remember any submissions due by Wed. night!

COLE Fans, welcome back to OAOAST HELDDOWN~! What a night it’s been so far… COACH And it’s ABOUT TO GET HOTTER IN THE HIZZY~! Those Underground Wrestling Punks thought they could infringe on *OUR* turf? We’ll show them what HeldDOWN is all about, baybee! COLE Speaking of the Underground, up next may be one of the biggest matches in HeldDOWN history. The Superstar made his return to HeldDOWN after six long months away…with UGW. Tonight, he challenges the one and only CABOOSE to a singles match. Which promotion will reign supreme? COACH Well, we already know the answer to that one, Cole. COLE Don’t count Superstar out! Here’s a guy that’s defeated legends like Anglesault, Angle-plex, and Tony the Body! With that, the camera cuts back to the entryway, as Audioslave’s “Cochise” rocks the house, and the reaction nearly brings the arena to shambles. As the mysterious one (not THE mysterious one) steps out of the curtains, he’s met with a very mixed blend of cheers and jeers. RING ANNOUNCER Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Making his way to the ring, from Derby, England, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is a former OAOAST Champion…CAAAAAAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE!!!!!! Caboose continues his stoic walk to the ring, paying little heed to the fans as he enters the ring and leans against a turnbuckle. Suddenly, the lights turn red, and Dream Theater’s “Dance of Eternity” fires up. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” RING ANNOUNCER And his opponent…no, wait. I’ve been told by General Manager Northstar NOT to introduce members of Underground Wrestling! Superstar walks through the curtains and stands on the ramp, soaking in the jeers of the fans. As he continues walking, he produces a microphone and begins speaking. COACH Oh, look, he has something to say. Maybe he’s quitting early? SUPERSTAR Caboose, damn it, man, tonight is our chance at HISTORY! This is the first time we’ve EVER fought…and we’re some of the longest standing veterans IN this place! I mean, wow, can’t you feel it in the air tonight? The crowd starts to buzz. SUPERSTAR Yeah, I feel it. It feels like the SAME goddamn piece of shit promotion I was suspended from six months ago! These OAOAST fans don’t deserve to see us fight tonight, and especially not on HeldDOWN! The crowd turns to hostile jeers, but Superstar ignores them, staring a hole through Caboose. Caboose himself walks closer to Superstar, leaning on the ropes and shouting obscenities. SUPERSTAR Oh, don’t worry, Caboose, you’ll still have an opponent tonight. He’s a good friend of mine. In fact, you should be very familiar with him, too. I think it’s time to introduce him. … … … “EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!” COACH, COLE, CABOOSE, AND THE ENTIRE AUDIENCE … With that, a familiar figure SPRINTS out of the curtain, rushing to the ring as the tassels on his boots and elbow pads rustle in a mad flurry. He leaps onto the apron and begins shaking the ropes in fury! RING ANNOUNCER …Ladies and gentlemen, his opponent! From the heavens, weighing in at 259 pounds, he is the one, the only, the legendary, MIIIIIIIIIIISTERRRRRRRRRRR WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRIORRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The crowd, simply put, explodes. To the restroom, that is. As Superstar laughs, he exits stage left. Mister Warrior continues shaking the ropes, as referee Mike Spock signals for the bell to begin the match. *DING DING DING* COLE Well, uh, I’m not quite sure what to say. I mean, I know this is Mister Warrior, a former enemy of Caboose. They fought back at May’s School’s Out pay-per-view, as Caboose was victorious. COACH He’s a COWARD, Cole! I can’t believe Superstar just walked out like that!! As Mister Warrior begins taking off his airbrushed trench coat, Caboose attacks him from behind with forearms, revealing Warrior’s hot pink boots, tights, and elbow pads. With Warrior turned around, Caboose lays in some hard right hands to his fluorescent face, and then pushes him against the ropes, powering him to the other side. Warrior hits the ropes and comes back, but ducks under a clothesline and runs to the other ropes, igniting off and leaping into the air, nailing Caboose with a GIGANORMOUS SHOULDERBLOCK~! COLE Good lord, that’s like a gunshot! Caboose collapses to the mat in pain, holding onto his chest as Mister Warrior lays in some stomps. Caboose finds safe haven in the ropes, however, as Spock pushes (or tries to push) Mister Warrior away. As Caboose pulls himself up using the ropes, Warrior charges and knees Caboose in the midsection, knocking him through the ropes, all the way to the outside of the ring! COACH And Warrior’s game plan is already working handily! COLE You’ve got that right, Coach! Mister Warrior is focusing on Caboose’s torso and core muscles, weakening him up for the ALDOSTERONE, his preferred finish of three deadly shoulder blocks and a big time pump splash! As Caboose crumples to the outside, Mister Warrior catches his breath on the inside. Finally recovered, he heads outside to continue this fierce battle. Spock, however, begins the obligatory ten count. “ONE!” Warrior sneaks up behind Caboose and laces his arms through his, locking in a deadly full nelson! “TWO!” “THREE!” Caboose howls in pain, as he tries to get the unholy power of Mister Warrior off of his neck. “FOUR!” “FIVE!” “SIX!” Finally summoning the energy, Caboose charges backwards, driving Warrior’s back into the ring post! “SEVEN!” As Warrior releases his grip, Boose gives him a hard kick to the midsection and rolls him back into the ring. COACH That was quite the exciting exchange, Cole! COLE Tell me about it. My palms are sweating! Mister Warrior immediately starts shaking, convulsing, and summoning his power from the heavens. Caboose fights it off, however, grabbing his arm and whipping him into the turnbuckle. Caboose goes to the opposite turnbuckle, before charging out and leaping into the air, bringing his 225 pounds crashing down on Warrior with a big Stinger Splash! As Warrior staggers out of the corner, Caboose hooks in a front facelock and falls backward, driving his head into the mat with a DDT! COLE And Caboose gets a burst of adrenaline, taking the advantage in this match! COACH Of course, having the advantage against Mister Warrior isn’t a good thing. You’re just fueling his fire for a SUPERMANIAC Comeback. Caboose rolls Mr. Warrior over, hooking his leg for the first pin in the match! “ONE!” KICKOUT! COACH See? He’s INHUMAN! Mister Warrior KIPS UP, but Caboose has it scouted, wrapping his arms around him in a tight, sexy bearhug! This is only a cover, however, as when Spock checks to see if Warrior gives up (“NEVERRRRRRRR!”), Boose brings his knee up into Warrior’s testicles, bringing him down to his knees! Caboose brings it up and lands some stiff knife-edge chops, eliciting a “WOO!” with every smack. Warrior, however, sends his thumb right into Caboose’s eye, BLINDING him~! As Boose struggles to regain his vision, Mister Warrior grabs his crotch and throat, hoisting him up horizontally in the air in a gorilla press position! Warrior begins pumping Caboose, six reps in total, before dropping him…but Caboose shifts his weight, landing on his feet! When Warrior turns around, Caboose scoops him up, and drops him to the canvas with a bodyslam! COLE Did…did he just do what I think he did? COACH He outsmarted Mister Warrior! That’s impossible! With Warrior down, Caboose stands on top of him, facing the crowd. Caboose throws his elbow pad off and runs to one rope…to the other, and then sticks his leg out before dropping the most electrifying move in the OAOAST today, THE RAFTERS ELBOW! …but WARRIOR MOVES! As Caboose hits the mat, Warrior immediately leaps into the air and drops his leg across his throat, with the immortal legdrop! Feeding purely off of aldosterone, Warrior picks Caboose up and laces his arm through his legs in a pumphandle position, giving him some doggy style for good measure! COLE I’m lovin’ it! COACH … COLE Oh, sorry, not that. I was just getting rid of our obligatory McDonald’s advertisement! He then picks Caboose up, dropping him for the HUMP Handle Slam…but this time CABOOSE rolls through it! Boose spins Warrior around, wraps his arm around his neck, and falls back, driving him down with the End of the Line! The crowd roars their approval as Caboose hooks Warrior’s leg and Spock counts… “ONE!” “T-KICKOUT!” COLE UNBELIEVABLE! Caboose looks down in shock as Mister Warrior convulses, jumping to his feet and doing in-place high-knee jogging! Caboose tries to fight it off with punches, but Warrior doesn’t feel them as he continues to jog around the ring! COACH HERE IT IS! THE SUPERMANIAC COMEBACK! With that, Warrior charges at Caboose…CLOTHESLINE! He continues to jog, and as Caboose gets up…CLOTHESLINE! As Caboose gets up a third time, Mister Warrior lunges…DIVING CLOTHESLINE! As Caboose hits the mat, Warrior kips up and shouts, “SPEAK TO ME, SUUUUUUUUUUUPERMAAAAAAAAAAAANIACS!!” “ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Caboose has to pull himself to his feet in his weak state, but when he does, Warrior grabs him by the legs and lifts him up, snapping around and slamming him down to the mat with AUTHORITY! COLE THE MAN EVENT SPINEBUSTER! MAN EVENT SPINEBUSTER! DEAR GOD, CABOOSE IS DEAD! COACH Someone call my uncle! Knowing the match is over, Mister Warrior pins Caboose with one finger as Spock counts! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” SHOULDER UP! “NO, NO! ONLY TWO!” Spock waves off the count, as Warrior stands in shock. The fans roar, however. No, wait, they don’t. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” The hateful booing commences, and the camera turns…to reveal THE SUPERSTAR walking down the ramp! COACH What, so NOW he wants to fight? What a pus- COLE Puso! You know, Spanish for put! What a put-down! Superstar slyly grabs a chair from ringside and slides it into the ring, only to be admonished by Spock! As Spock puts the chair away, Superstar leaps onto the apron, and reveals a STEEL TIPPED CANE~! As Mister Warrior pulls Caboose up, Superstar aims, and fires! *FWOOSH THUNK!* COLE & COACH NO! …connecting the cane right across Caboose’s skull! Caboose freezes in pain, and this allows Warrior to bounce off the ropes, leaping up… *CRASH!* …and NAILING Caboose with THE SHOULDERBLOCK! As Caboose collapses to the mat, Warrior runs to the ropes again and comes back, leaping into the air and bringing his weight down with THE BIGGEST GODDAMN SPLASH YOU EVER SAW~! COLE ALDOSTERONE! NO! DAMN YOU SUPERSTAR! THIS CAN’T BE! Warrior stands on top of Caboose and pins him with one foot, shaking his arms as Spock counts. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREEE! RING THE BELL!” *DING DING DING* COLE …I can’t believe it. COACH Ca…Caboose just got pinned by Mister Warrior. COLE Well, not exactly. That damn Superstar completely ruined this match! RING ANNOUNCER Here is your winner, in six minutes, two seconds, the immortal MIIIIIIIISTER WAAAAAAAAAAARRIORRRRRR!!!!!!!!!! The fans boo like they’ve never booed before as Superstar enters the ring, raising the hand of his hand-picked assassin. COLE This makes me absolutely sick. COACH You're not the only one, but I'm not about to puke out here and have to buy Northstar a new leather couch.

(Social Distortion's version of Ring of Fire plays as we see a white screen with "The Incinerator" in dark red. The screen fades to Pyromaniac sitting at a desk with a whiteboard behind him that has "The Incinerator" written in very large letters.) Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, the host of The Incinerator, Pyromaniac! (canned applause) Pyromaniac: Thank you, thank you. You're a beautiful audience. And thank you Gary Kroeger for that energetic introduction. Gary Kroeger: Damnit! I told you I didn't want to be named! Pyromaniac: What? You think you're too good for this show? Maybe you'd like to go back to you rewarding porn career. Gary Kroeger: You're thinking of Piscipo. Pyromaniac: Oh right. Well anyway tonight's show promises to be a action-packed spectacular. And who better to navigate this sea of excitement than Adolf Hitler's illegitimate drug abusing granson, Crack Hitler. (Crack Hitler walks out with his crack pipe) And I know some people may find this man offensive. However, if SNL can have Gay Hitler, than I can have this. And you're not offended, are you Gary Kroeger? Gary Kroeger: As long as I get paid, do whatever the hell you want. Pyromaniac: Fabulous. Now let's get this show started. My first guest is a member of the Underground Wrestling promotion. And I see from my notes that this promotion is invading The OAOST company, in particular, the Heldown brand. As that is the brand I have chosen, I have rather strong feelings about this move. So ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the Mighty Damaramu. (Canned applause for an obvious imposter) Pyromaniac: Welcome to the show. I forgot to bring a chair so you'll have to stand I guess. "Damaramu": I'm glad to be here. Pyromaniac: So tell me about this invasion. "Damaramu": It's gonna be the greatest angle ever! Well at least since Mark Henry got blown by that transsexual. Got I didn't need porn for a month! Pyromaniac: I didn't either, but I think my reason is somewhat different. "Damaramu": Yeah you OAOST losers are gonna f***in' wasted by us! You're gonna get violated like my sister's ass at the family reunion! Pyromaniac: That's horrible. "Damaramu": Hey I wasn't involved. I was too busy playing with my cousin's cats. Pyromaniac: You're an animal lover, I see. "Damaramu": Nothing better than petting a pussy...cat. And the only thing better than that is smashing their skulls in with a baseball bat! Pyromaniac: Really? Well it just so happens I carry a baseball bat in my desk drawer. (Pulls it out) Now I need a target. "Damaramu": How about that Hitler guy? You know he had a lot of good ideas. Especially about the jews. (Pyromaniac clubs "Damaramu" repeatedly until he passes out.) Gary Kroeger: Wait a minute, wasn't that an actor? Pyromaniac: Yeah, but I had to send the real Damaramu a message. Gary Kroeger: That's f***ing sick! Pyromaniac: I know. Hey you know, I bet you could do a great CWM impression. Maybe next week... Gary Kroeger: F*** you and F*** your show! I quit! Pyromaniac: Well I better get Piscipo on the phone. Crack Hitler, end this thing. Crack Hitler: Du Arschloch und gute Nacht. (Ring of Fire plays as the show ends)

(HeldDOWN~! returns not to the arena, but to a shot of elsewhere. Sturgis is in dark room filled with smoke with a chessboard in the middle) For those who wondered about my absense last week fear not for I was coming to decision, ne that will effect the OAOAST for a long time coming. When you see a chessboard, what do you see? A game? A test of knowledege? Possibly, but I see good and evil. For most of you, white is always good, while black is always evil, what makes that so? Is it because of the colors, God, race, of is it just what you have been taught? Well your about to get something new (Sturgis throws the white pieces off the board) Next week you will see... what is good... (Sturgis throws black pieces) ...and what is evil. Checkmate. HeldDOWN~! is now thrown back to our announce team. COLE I can't believe it, Coach. The first chance The Underground got, and they stole a victory from the OAOAST. COACH Think of the people involved, and you know that you can't expect a fair fight. These guys were recruited by the dirtiest player in the game, CWM, and are here not only to fulfill his agenda, but elevate their status. They're going to take every shortcut they can find. COLE Coach, I've got to say, that was enlightening. COACH Hey, I try. Cole: Up next is a match, that was booked last week, as Panther went on a rampage on his manager, Tina, after she cost him his match at World Without End against Axel! Coach: Panther met up with "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin afterwards, and challenged him to a match, here tonight! Cole: Let's go to the ring! ::"State Prop (You Know Us)" by State Property starts up over the PA system, and the arena slowly fades to black. Suddenly **BOOM** a HUGE pyro blast goes off on stage as flashing red and white spotlights swarm the arena. The lights roam the crowd for a moment or two before converging on the entrance, where Panther appears through a thick cloud of smoke. Panther's now wearing his wrestling gear, and has a look of determination in his eyes as he raises his arms into the air, snaps them down and starts down the entrance ramp towards ringside:: Cole: Panther, a man on a mission tonight! He wants to prove that he can beat Brock Ausstin without the help of Tina, but can he do it? Coach: Of course he can! Panther is the talent, not Tina! Cole: Yeah, but in a match against Brock Ausstin? We'll just have to wait and see... ::The lights in the arena blow out as...:: "Come on God, Answer Me. For Years, I've Been Asking You Why? Why are the Innocent Dead and the Guilty Alive? Where is Justice? Where is Punishment? . . . . . . . . . . . Or Have You Already Answered? Have You Already Said to the World, Here is Justice. Here is Punishment. Here.... In Me." ::Smoke fills the entrance way as "Good Ol'ECDub" Rick Heyross walks out, followed behind "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin. Brock stops at the top of the entrance way, and begins to hop around doing his "Happy Happy Hoss~!" dance. Brock and Heyross both begin to make their way down the entrance way towards the ring, as the crowd bombards them with jeers. They make it to ringside, and Brock starts to do his "Happy Happy Hoss~!" dance once more, before leaping up onto the ring apron....but Panther dives through the ropes, dropkicking Brock in mid-air, knocking Brock right onto the back of his head on the floor!!:: Coach: Panther with the early attack on Brock, with Brock taking a nasty fall! Cole: It seems Panther has thought this out! ::Jim Heyross screams from outside the ring, as Brock scrambles up to his feet, holding the back of his head. Brock looks back into the ring, and just catches a glimpse of Panther as he leaps over the top rope, and plancha's onto Brock!! Both fall to the floor, but Panther quickly gets to his feet, and jumps around in excitement, as he has control over Brock!:: Cole: Huge plancha by Panther down onto Brock! Keep the speed going, and Brock will never be able to catch him! Coach: But if Brock does catch Panther, you can be assure a lot of pain will be felt. ::Panther lifts the ring apron, and slides under the ring, looking for a weapon of choice. After a bit of a scuffle, Panther pulls out a steel chair! Panther gets up to his feet, and turns back to Brock, who is now on one knee. Panther lifts the chair up over his head, and drives it down onto Brock's skull!!!:: Coach: What a chair shot!!! ::Panther pulls the chair back, and goes for another chair shot, but Brock jumps out of the kneeling position he was once in, grabbing Panther around the waist, and running at full speed, drives Panther back first into the steel ring steps!!:: Cole: Oh, no! Coach, Brock just shrugged that chair shot off like it was nothing! Panther is in trouble now! ::Brock, not laying off the attack for one second, pulls Panther up to a standing position, and stuffs Panther's head in between his legs. Brock wraps his arms around Panther's waist, and easily lifts him up into the air, powerbomb position. Brock walks back over to the steel ring steps, and DRIVES Panther straight into the top of the steel steps with a massive powerbomb!!:: Cole: Oh my god! A horrible powerbomb right onto the ring steps!! Coach: That was nasty! ::Jim Heyross continues his screaming at Brock, screaming for Brock to finish Panther off. Brock grabs Panther by his hair, and pulls him off the steel steps. Brock grabs Panther by the throat, and lifts him into the air, in a military press position! Brock calmly walks around ringside, holding Panther above his head with ease. Brock stops at the other side of the ring, as he taunts the audience in the front row with his power. Brock turns back towards the ring, and LAUNCHES Panther ribs first into the steel ring post!!! Panther bounces off the ring post, and falls flat onto his face on the floor!!:: Coach: OH MY GOD! PANTHER COULD BE BROKEN IN HALF!! Cole: Panther was launched into the steel post like a rocket! Coach: Someone get some help out here for Panther!! I don't think he can move right now!! ::Brock starts doing his "Happy Happy Hoss~!" dance, once more, standing over the fallen Panther. Panther lays on the ground, holding his rib cage, and spitting up blood. Jim Heyross jumps up and down, but quickly stops, and starts his screaming again, telling Brock to do it again. Brock leans down, and grabs Panther by his hair, and drags him up to his feet. Brock grabs Panther around the throat once more, and again lifts him up in a military press position. Brock turns towards the ring, and again launches Panther into the steel ring post!!! Panther falls straight onto his face, as Brock stands over his fallen victim. Panther lays on the ground, holding his rib cage, and spitting up blood. Officials start running out from backstage, and surround Panther, as Brock starts laughing, watching them help Panther. Tina comes running out, and jumps in at the officials, and into Panther. Panther tries to pull himself up, without the help of officials or Tina, but he collapses back down to the floor. Jim Heyross and Brock continue laughing at the pain that they just brought onto Panther, as officials start pushing them backstage.:: Cole: What a sick behavior by The Current Big Thing and Jim Heyross! Brock is nothing but a monster and a bully! Why? Why did he have to do that to Panther? Coach: I don't know MC. I'm at a lost for words with this. Panther is hurt. He is coughing up blood, and can't move! Brock didn't come out here to have a match. Brock came out here to hurt Panther. Cole: Fan's, we'll be back with more OAOAST Helddown action in a few moments. Coach: Absolutely gruesome. (The camera catches medics running down to the ring, out to help Panther to the back, as OAOAST Helddown! goes to a commercial break.)

CUE: California Love COLE I can’t believe this! The Dream Machines are taking on those men from UGW in a non sanctioned fight! COACH My boys are fighters Cole! Of course they’re taking them on! (The Dream Machines walk out onto the stage and hold their titles high for everyone to see. The fans cheer as they make their way to the ring and slide in.) COLE As you can see the Dream Machines are without their El Camino because it was destroyed by TNT! COACH They blew it up with TNT?? COLE No stupid! The team of TNT pushed it off a cliff! (The Dream Machines are talking strategy when J. Arthur and Gunner come running out, slide into the ring, and knock both men off their feet. J. Arthur Edwards is dressed in dark blue track pants and a white Harvard Law T-Shirt while Gunner is dressed in an orange jumpsuit and a black face mask.) *DING DING DING* COLE This match is not for the titles because it is not sanctioned! COACH So it’s no DQ as well then? COLE Yes! Edwards and Gunner wait for PK and Parka to stand and they take both of them out. Edwards hits a Spear while Gunner hits the Sharp End (Gore). The ref gets in Edwards’ face and tells him to back off for a second so he can get control of the match. Edwards just pushes the ref aside and pulls Parka to his feet as Gunner takes PK to the outside. Edwards then places Parka in a Fireman’s Carry position before rolling forward so that he lands hard on top of Parka. On the outside Gunner whips PK hard into the ring steps and then slides back into the ring. Edward directs traffic as he sends Gunner to the top rope and tells him to hit a Big Splash onto Parka. PK pulls himself up and grabs the foot of Gunner before he can come off with the Splash. Gunner begins kicking at PK to knock him off and eventually PK is knocked back to the floor. Edwards then seizes the opportunity to come running in and hit a Spaceman Plancha to PK on the outside!! COLE Wow!! This Edwards guy can jump!! COACH But white men can’t jump! Gunner regains his balance and comes off for the Big Splash, but Parka moves and he hit nothing but mat. Parka then goes for the cover. 1 2 Kickout!! Parka then pulls Gunner to his feet and hits a Russian Leg Sweep on him. He then climbs to the second rope and goes for a Diving Elbow Drop, but Edwards grabs Parka and tosses him back down to the mat. Parka gets back up, but he’s taken down by a Missile Dropkick from Edwards. COLE The ref has absolutely no control over this match! There are no tags! The guys are just coming in and out of the ring as they please! COACH It’s no DQ so they can do what they want! Edwards then waits for Parka to stand before leaping up and bringing him down with a Hurricanrana. Gunner, who has climbed to the top, comes off and hits the Big Splash! Cover. 1 2 3 No!! PK broke up the count!! PK pulls Gunner to his feet and lifts him onto his shoulders for the Knightmare, but Edwards hits a Low Dropkick to PK’s knee. PK falls down and Gunner lands on top of him. Edwards then tells Gunner to back off as he picks PK up, puts him on his shoulders, and gives him the Objection (Press Slam into a Gut Buster). COLE My God what a move! These guys are vicious! Edwards extends his arms to his sides to gloat over what he did as the fans boo, but Parka reaches up and rolls Edwards up from behind. Cover. 1 2 No!!! Gunner breaks up the count! Edwards and Gunner whip Parka to the ropes and hit a Double Team Spinebuster. Edwards then climbs to the top rope as Gunner places PK and Parka on top of each other. Edwards gets a big smirk on his face and comes off with the Final Litigation (Mad Splash). PK manages to get his knees up and Edwards bounces off hard. The fans explode as Edwards rolls around on the mat in pain. COLE Yes!! PK got his knees up!! COACH But Parka was still trapped on bottom and that had to hurt! PK slowly makes it to his feet and pulls Edwards to his feet. He then places him on his shoulders and goes for the Knightmare, but Gunner runs over and pulls Edwards off PK’s shoulders and then Clotheslines PK to the outside. Gunner then Presses Parka over his head, drops him to his shoulder and hits a Spinebuster to complete the Underground Slam! Cover. 1 2 PK comes in to make the save but is cut off by Edwards. 3!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE What the hell??? Edwards and Gunner just pulled off a win!! COACH I can’t believe this! They cut off PK and Parka from each other at every pass and managed to get the win!! Gunner and Edwards exit the ring quickly and throw their arms into the air in victory as the fans boo loudly and PK looks on with anger as we fade out.

We fade in on one very pissed off Calvin Szechstein, storming down the hallway with the OAOAST title grasped in his left hand. His blue tie flails in the breeze as he reaches the door he was looking for, carefully marked "NORTHSTAR: HELDDOWN GM". Putting on a smile, and slinging the title over his right shoulder, Calvin opens the door, startling Northstar a bit as he enters. CALVIN The second-brightest star on heldDown! Northy, my man, what's going on? NORTHSTAR ...it's only my first night, Calvin, you wanna cut me some slack on demanding things? CALVIN Actually, I figured you'd be pretty pissed, what with Stephen Joseph Asshole decided to take the match I specifically stated you would be announcing and announced it Tuesday night. So I'm here to try and cheer you up a bit. NORTHSTAR It better start working fast, Szechstein. CALVIN Oh, it will. Now, first things first. You've got three people to book in the Unlucky Seven match, have you not? NORTHSTAR I have. CALVIN Okay. So what you want to do is take our three biggest stars, and make heldDown look good in that match. Think of the ratings boost for us if the last four men are me and the three hD entrants... IZ could never recover from that kind of blow. NORTHSTAR ... right... so who are you suggesting I put in? CALVIN Well, first, we've got to take the biggest name in OAOAST today. I don't like him at all, in fact I kinda wish he'd just die, but if we are to prevail in the end, he needs to be there, standing with me in the final four. NORTHSTAR ...are you sure you even want to give him a title shot? I can just as easily waive his rematch clause... being, you know, me. CALVIN I'd love to, Northstar, but fact is is that if heldDown is to come out on top, Zack Malibu and myself have to work together. The crowd, already getting pumped up, absolutely EXPLODES when Calvin says Zack's name! Calvin can apparently hear them through the paper-thin walls, and he winks at the camera before turning back to Northstar. CALVIN What do you say? NORTHSTAR ...eh. Sounds good to me. HeldDown's first entrant into the Unlucky Seven match is ZACK MALIBU! The crowd roars again, but it quickly dies down as Calvin continues. CALVIN Next, we need to take the most beautiful booty-kicker in the history of OAOAST and stick her into this match. I don't know if she's up to snuff wrestling wise, but she's an excellent role model for hD and if she got into trouble, Zack and I could save her. NORTHSTAR ... I'm tempted to draw the line here, but it's a bit early, and you're right. With their second entry slot, heldDown would like to put CRYSTAL into the Unlucky Seven match! The crowd pops once more, but again it dies down quickly as Calvin sarts talking again. CALVIN And last, we need to take the hottest X Division champion in recent memory and elevate him to the top. This guy, Northstar, we'd better keep him happy on our side, and I think this is the way to do it. NORTHSTAR Okay, Zack I can live with, and Crystal I can tolerate, but we are NOT putting Mad Matt into the Unlucky Seven. CALVIN Of course not... I'm talking about RAGDOLL. Northstar grins. NORTHSTAR Absolutely. With our third entry, HeldDown would like to put RAGDOLL into the Unlucky Seven match! The crowd roars as a graphic is brought up, displaying the three IZ competitors (Puerto Rican Lightning, Blurricane, and "Shooter" Jay Darring) and the three hD competitors (Zack Malibu, Crystal, and Ragdoll). In the middle, current OAOAST World champion, Calvin Szechstein. We fade back to Calvin and Northstar, with Szechstein grinning. CALVIN Pleasure doing business with you, Star. I promise, heldDown won't let -you- down. Calvin exits, and a suddenly smiling Northstar begins to hum a little bit as we cut back to the announcers. COLE Now THAT is one announcement I can live with tonight. What a main event at the next OAOAST PPV! COACH I'm down with that, Cole. My babygirl is getting another shot at the gold! COLE I'm interested in seeing CWM's reaction when he learns of Zack's placement in the matchup. You know that will not bode well for his attitude. COACH Cole, I can honestly say that after these last two weeks, I'm going to LOVE the look on his face. COLE Speaking of The Underground, I'm getting word right now that they're backstage "mingling". COACH Mingling? (Backstage the Dream Machines are standing around the catering table talking.) PARKA Yeah Eddy is doing better, but I told him to take tonight off. PK How’s the car shopping going? PARKA It’s depressing. I really liked that car…hey isn’t that…? (The camera pans down the hall to show J. Arthur Edwards and Gunner Sharps from UGW walking down the hallway.) PARKA Hey you! You think you can just walk around these halls like you own this place? How are you people getting in here anyway? J. ARTHUR If you want us gone so badly why don’t you make us leave? PARKA We might just do that! (Parka goes to grab J. Arthur) J. ARTHUR Remember who I am and who I work for! You might want to think before raising your hand to me. PK This guy is full of it. J. ARTHUR Maybe…maybe not. How about we make it no disqualification if you wanna fight so badly? Maybe we can take those titles away from you? PARKA If you want it that way we have no problem with No DQ, but since you don’t belong here you’re not getting anywhere near the titles. J. ARTHUR Fair enough. See you in the ring (J. Arthur brushes himself off, then waves Gunner on. They walk past the Dream Machines, who are staring them down, as cut to break.)

HeldDOWN~! returns, to the scene of Bill Watts getting aid from medical personnel. Suddenly, Northstar storms over. NORTHSTAR What the dilly, Billy? Why are you undermining my authority? WATTS Ugh...Jesus, I can barely move, and you're here to bicker. NORTHSTAR You listen to me, Cowboy. This is MY show. I'm handling things just fine. Now you went off and suspended one of my workers for a month. I'm in the middle of a ratings war AND an invasion, and you send OAOAST talent home? No wonder you're feds went out of business. WATTS Now you listen to me. Typically, matters like this ARE your jurisdiction. You can hire, fire, suspend, cut pay, do whatever you wish on this roster. Truth is, I came here to see how good a job you'd do tonight, see how you filled Tim's shoes. It seems to me like you've got too much on your plate, so I did you somewhat of a favor by taking charge of that situation. NORTHSTAR Some favor. WATTS You may thank me one day. As for now, don't you have a show to run? Northstar sneers and walks off, as Watts is still being looked over. ::The scene opens in the locker room, where we see Panther seated in front of a laptop computer that's propped up on a wooden table. Wearing his black and red ring gear and a red bandana around his forehead, Panther cracks a smile as he moves the computer's mouse across the table...apparently, he's surfing the net. In the background, the locker room door slowly creaks open, and Tina peeps her head in. Her long red hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and she has a concerned look on his face as she creeps in behind Panther:: Tina: (nervously) Panther? Panther: Huh?! (turns and spots her) Oh, hey Tina. (chuckles) Hey, you won't believe this, Tina. I'm checking out the Observer...Meltzer's reporting that we've got backstage heat! Tina: I...wait a minute. Really?! Panther: (proudly) Mmm-hmm! ::Tina walks towards Panther's seat and rests her hands on the back of his chair. She's wearing a red tube top, tight black jeans, black boots, and is wearing a diamond-studded choker around her neck. She peers over Panther's shoulder, looking at the computer screen as Panther continues:: Panther: (sigh) I can't...(sniffles) I just can't believe it! I mean...(wipes a tear) FINALLY, all my years of riding first class and snubbing Droz are actually paying off! I'm so...(choked up) I'm just so happy right now!!!!!! ::Tina smiles warmly at Panther as he buries his face in his left hand, pretending to cry. She then begins to undo the bandana around his head...slowly...and, after placing both hands on his cheeks, she gently pulls his head back so that neck is bent backwards over his chair, at which point she leans over toward him, and kisses him softly on the forehead. Startled by Tina's unusual display of affection, Panther suddenly pulls away from her. Tina backpedals a bit as Panther turns towards her with a perplexed look:: Panther: What was that for? ::Tina looks down at her shoes, almost blushing as she speaks:: Tina: Well...(stammering) I...um...er...well...I love you. ::There's a moment or two of awkward silence as Panther glares blankly in her direction:: Panther: Really? Tina: Well...(squirms a bit) Yeah! I love you! You know I do! Panther: (pauses briefly) Really? Tina: YES! I do!...and I know that we don't get along all the time! I mean...I know, sometimes I say things I don't mean...like last week! W-w-when I called you a h-h-has been! I didn't mean that!...Panther, believe me...I really, really care about you! ::Tina fidgets a bit, as Panther flashes his trademark smirk in her direction. Suddenly, he rises from his chair, and appears to be holding back a laugh as he calmly walks toward her:: Panther: Uh...you know what?! (points toward the door) I've got a match to get ready for...so...if you'll excuse me...(starts to walk away) Tina: (grabs him by the arm) WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! Panther: Woman...(turns back to her) what the hell... Tina: Look, Panther...it's about your match with Brock!...Panther...you don't have to do this!!! Panther: Tina... Tina: (gripping up on his arm) I mean it, Panther. I mean...I know you challenged Brock because of me...and I appreciate it...really, I do, but damn it P, you don't have to prove yourself to me! Really...you don't! I'll love you no matter what! ::Panther sighs deeply, then swiftly pulls his arm away from her :: Panther: Tina...I appreciate the sentiment and all, but lemme tell you something...I'm not fighting Brock tonight for you! Believe me...I could give a rat's furry, flea-infested ass what you think of me...K?! (chuckles) Believe me, Tina...I'm not fighting Brock for you, I'm not fighting him for the fans! I'm fighting Brock Ausstin tonight for one person and one person only...MYSELF!!! To prove to myself I am what I say I am! To prove to myself that everything I've been saying over the past few years is indeed THE FUCKING TRUTH!!!! (brief pause) To prove that I'm still the Champion of Champions! Still the Heavy Hitter! Still the Personification of Greatness, and damn it, to prove that on any given night, in any match, anywhere on the face of God's green earth, that I can beat anybody I damn well please! Tina: But Panther, Brock is a monster!!!! I mean...in a No Holds Barred match?! Panther...you could get killed out there! Please...let's just call the match off and go home...or at least let me come out there with you! C'mon, Panth-- ::Tina goes to place her hand on Panther's left shoulder, but he coldly shoves her hand away. There's yet another awkward silence between the two, before Panther continues:: Panther: (smiles) Now Tina...I know you said that you made a mistake last week when you called me a has been! You didn't mean it...right?! (Tina nods affirmatively) Good...but remember what I told you last week?! When I said I never needed your help in the past, and I don't need it now...(Tina nods again) yeah?!?! WELL I MEANT IT!!!!!!!!!!!! Tina: But Panther... ::Panther shoves her away and storms out of room, slamming the door behind him. Tina tries to follow him, but when she tries to open the door, she finds that it's been locked. She fractically turns and pulls at the knob, in a vain attempt to open the door:: Tina: (Bangs on the door) PANTHER!!! (Bangs again) LET ME OUTTA HERE!!!! (bangs again) PANTHER!!!!!! ::Tina then turns to the camera with a helpless glare in her eyes. After a brief moment, she begins looking around the room...possibly to find a key or some type of object she can use to escape the room, as we fade out.::

Coach: "Michael, I do not believe what we just saw a minutes ago. We nearly had a riot here in the arena!" MC: "I don't get it. These Underground guys cannot be trusted. It's bad enough they have a few "inside men" so to speak of in CWM and Superstar. For crying out loud, CWM represents this company as a champion. Then we've got Northstar cutting them a break of sorts, and for what? Ratings?" Coach: "It's got to be more than ratings. At least I'd hope so. CWM vs. Zack Malibu would be a huge main event tonight, but Northstar won't let that happen. Say what you want, but he is keeping the best interest of the OAOAST in mind." MC: "He is an enigma, to be sure." Coach: "But he sprung for this couch!" MC: "Well, its now time for our X Tag Team match, with the X Division Champion, Mad Matt, teaming up with his opponent last week, A.J. Flaire, and those two will be facing Totally Endorsed’s Axel and Sly." Coach: Sly attacked Matt last week after his successful title defense. Matt is a marked man right now, and it looks like Sly wants his belt. Cole: Let’s not forget what Axel did two weeks ago at World Without End. Axel defeated Panther in impressive fashion, and he even powerbombed Tina through a table at ringside! I don’t know what’s going through Axel’s head at the moment, but I know that there is something wrong with him. I hope to god that he gets what’s coming to him soon! Coach: But who can stop him? He is a monster at the moment Cole! Cue: ‘Breathe’ by Prodigy *Axel comes out carrying his baseball bat. He no longer has a logo of any kind on his jacket* ANNOUNCER: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. On the way to the ring, The Dark One, AXEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL!! Cole: What’s this? Axel is not endorsing anything? Did he have a falling out with Calvin or what? Cue: All You Wanted *Sly comes out and goes straight to the ring with a smile on his face. E makes a belt motion around his waist and steps into the ring.* Cole: Yes Sly, we know you want to be the Champion, but you have to get through Mad Matt first! ANNOUNCER: and his partner, SLY! *Sly walks over to Axel and puts his hand out to shake. Axel stares a hole in Sly and slaps his hand away* Coach: Now what was that? Is Axel having problems with his Totally Endorsed co members? Cole: Coach, you gotta remember that the last time these two were in the ring together, Sly inadvertently hit Axel in the head with his baseball bat, and in doing so cost Axel a shot at the tag titles! I’m sure Axel hasn’t forgotten about it. Cue: *The crowd erupts as Mad Matt appears at the top of the ramp, X Title over his shoulder, staring a hole in Sly. He walks down to ringside, but stops, as he sees his adversaries in the ring.* Cole: Smart move by Matt, waiting for his partner. Cue: ‘Man in the Box’ *Another big pop as AJ Flaire jogs down the ramp to Mad Matt. The two exchange glances and shake hands, before sliding into the ring!* Matt goes after Sly while Flaire goes to Axel. Right hands by Matt and AJ, double Irish Whip, Mad Matt takes Sly down with a clothesline, AJ takes Axel down with a high dropkick. Axel and sly roll out of the ring and look up at their opponents. Cole: Matt and AJ standing tall early here! They have caught Axel and Sly on the run! Axel and Sly meet outside the ring and start to argue. AJ runs the ropes inside the ring and launches himself, spring-boarding off the top rope into a Shooting Star Press onto Axel and Sly, knocking both men down! Cole: What a move by AJ! AJ grabs Sly and rolls him into the ring where Mad Matt is waiting. Sly gets up, and is met by the right hand of Mad Matt. A kick to the midsection, Irish whip by Mad Matt is reversed, and Axel kicks Matt hard in the back. Cole: What a cheap shot by Axel! Sly puts his hand out to tag Axel and Axel smacks Sly’s hand away. Cole: Forceful tag by Axel, he and Sly are really not getting on well tonight. Mad Matt runs at Axel, but Axel hits a Harlem Sidekick! Matt gets up quickly, Irish whip by Axel on Matt is reversed, shoulder block by Axel sends Matt down. Axel runs the ropes, leapfrog by Matt, and Axel is met by a spinning heel kick that sends him crashing down to the mat. Cole: Let’s not forget, at one time these two men were a great up and coming tag team, beating teams like Black Label and even the current Tag Team Champions, the Dream Machines. Both men must know each others move sets quite well. Axel gets up and is met by a chop by Mad Matt. Mad Matt delivers a flurry of chops to the chest of Axel, with the crowd ‘Whoo’ing after each. Irish whip by Mad Matt is reversed by Axel, Mad Matt flies off the ropes and hits Axel with a Rolling Forearm Smash! Mad Matt picks up Axel by the hair and takes him to the corner. Tag to AJ Flaire by Mad Matt. Cole: Here comes AJ, let’s see how he fares against the Dark One. Stiff Kicks to the side of Axel by AJ, AJ hooks the head of Axel in a suplex position, and delivers a vertical suplex. AJ holds on to Axel and hits another vertical suplex. Cole: Rolling Suplexes here by AJ. AJ picks Axel up high for another vertical suplex, but instead turns it into a front face suplex. AJ rolls Axel over and hooks the leg. 1… 2… But Axel kicks out. Cole: First cover of the match up by AJ Flaire. AJ picks Axel up and goes for the Irish whip. Axel reverses and sends AJ into the ropes. AJ goes for a head scissors but it is countered into a Tilt a Whirl slam by Axel. Axel picks AJ up and gets him in a gutwrench. Axel picks AJ up in the gutwrench and turns it into a powerslam. Axel goes to the second rope and hits a leg drop on AJ Flaire. Coach: Axel has the advantage now. This could be bad for AJ. Axel walks over to Sly and slaps him forcefully on the shoulder. Cole: Another forceful tag by Axel. He really has a problem with Sly tonight. Coach: I don’t know what Axel’s problem is Michael. He seems to just want everyone to feel pain. Sly comes straight to AJ and stomps on his head. Sly gets AJ on his feet and gives him a European Uppercut. Irish whip by Sly, and then the Bob Saget Deluxe Special! Cover by Sly on AJ. 1… 2… No! AJ kicks out. Sly goes up to the second rope and measures AJ. AJ gets up, and turns around… right into a missile dropkick by Sly! Cover! 1… 2… No! AJ kicks out again! Sly picks AJ up and whips him into the corner. Sly hits a running dropkick into the corner! Sly talks smack to AJ in the corner, and Axel slaps Sly hard on the shoulder! Cole: This team is really deteriorating here! Axel steps in the ring and Sly gets in his face. The microphone picks up Sly saying ‘What’s your problem man? We are supposed to be on the same team you asshole!’ Coach: These two are having some real problems here! We could see these two go at it! Sly pushes Axel and Axel pushes Sly back. They both get in each others faces, and then turn around to AJ Flaire, who explodes out of the corner with a double clothesline! Cole: AJ took advantage there! He needs to make a tag! AJ crawls towards Mad Matt and reaches for the tag, but Axel is up! Axel grabs AJ’s foot and then grabs him by the neck! Cole: AJ, you have to get out of this! Axel puts AJ over his shoulder, and hits a running powerslam! Axel up top quickly, and Sly slaps him on the back as he hits the elbow drop! Cover by Axel, but the ref won’t make the count, because Sly tagged himself in! Axel goes to argue with the ref, while Sly puts the boots to AJ! Sly gets AJ up, and hits a USA High Angle Backdrop! Cover! 1… 2… No! Mad Matt is in to break up the count with a boot to the back of Sly. The referee goes straight to Matt and admonishes him for coming into the ring. Meanwhile, Sly throws AJ to the outside where Axel is waiting. Axel picks AJ up and sends him flying with an Irish whip and CRASH~! Straight into the steel steps! Axel picks AJ up again, and lifts him high in the air for a vertical suplex, and drops AJ for a brainbuster on the outside! The referee looks over at the fallen AJ on the outside, but does nothing! Cole: My God! Ref, do your job! Stop them! Axel rolls AJ back into the ring and Sly goes for the cover. 1… 2… No! Mad Matt is in again to make the save! Sly goes right up to Mad Matt and starts to talk smack to him. Sly then catches Matt with a slap to the face! Cole: Aww c’mon! Sly is asking for trouble! Mad Matt tires to come in the ring to get to Sly, but the referee stops him! Axel comes in the ring and kicks AJ in the stomach! Sitout Powerbomb by Axel! Sly goes out of the ring! Cole: They didn’t even tag! They just want to win; they seem to really dislike each other! Axel goes for the Irish Whip but AJ reverses! AJ goes for a clothesline, but Axel rolls under it! AJ runs at Axel, and is caught with a Harlem Sidekick! Axel goes to the corner and just steps out of the ring, without even acknowledging Sly. Sly comes in the ring and ignores Axel as well. Sly picks AJ up for a vertical suplex, and drops him down. Sly then goes over to Matt again and makes a belt sign around his waist. Then he flips Matt off! Sly goes over to AJ and gives him an Irish Whip. AJ runs to Sly and Sly jumps up to give him a hurricanrana, but AJ holds on, steps through, and gives him Good Taste! Cole: Good Taste by AJ Flaire! He has to make a tag here! AJ reaches for the tag, and… He gets it! Mad Matt is in to get his hands on Sly… No! The referee stops Mad Matt! He didn’t see the tag! Cole: That is BS ref! You saw the tag! What a crooked official! Axel runs into the ring to stop AJ from attempting the tag again. Axel picks up AJ, and plants him with an Evenflow DDT! Axel smiles a wicked smile and picks AJ’s lifeless body up again. Cole: What is Axel going to do next? AJ needs to make a tag! Axel hooks AJ in a vertical suplex and puts him on the top rope. Axel goes up top and hooks his head again, attempting a Superplex! Cole: Axel might be looking for a Superplex here! AJ has to find a way out! Axel tries to lift AJ, but AJ holds on to the top rope. Axel tires a second time, but AJ holds on again! Axel goes to hit AJ, but AJ blocks and lands a right hand to Axel’s stomach! Ant another! And another! And, finally AJ pushes Axel off the top! AJ measures Axel, Axel gets up and turns around… right into a shining wizard off the top rope!! Cole: Elegance there by AJ Flaire! Here’s his chance! AJ reaches for Matt, as Axel tries to get up! Axel gets up, but AJ lunges for Mad Matt… And tags him in!! Cole: Here we go! Axel runs at Mad Matt, but is knocked down by a clothesline. Axel gets up quickly, but is met by a running elbow smash! Matt runs over to Sly, who drops straight off the top rope! Cole: Sly Sommers wants no part of the X Division Champion here. Matt is on a roll! Axel gets up again, but is met by Matt, who kicks him in the stomach and hits a DDT! Matt goes up to the top rope and waits for Axel to get up! Axel gets up and turns into Matt, who hooks his neck and hits a Tornado DDT! Cover! 1… 2… No! Axel kicks out! Matt goes up top once again, and this time hits a Split Legged Moonsault! Cole Split Legged Moonsault by the Champ! This could be over! 1… 2… No! Axel gets a shoulder up at the last second! Matt goes over to Sly and flips him off! Sly is furious! Axel is up again! Matt sends him for an Irish whip, but Axel reverses! Matt goes into the ropes and is met by a kick to the back by Sly! Cole: What a cheap shot! Axel gets Matt up on his shoulders, and hits a Big Death Valley Drop!!! Cover by Axel! 1… 2… 2.5…. NO!! AJ comes in with a kick to the back of Axels head! Cole: I thought Axel had him there! Axel grabs Matt again and goes to Irish Whip him into the corner where Sly is waiting. Matt reverses, and Axel inadvertently knocks down Sly! Rollup by Matt! 1… 2… No! Axel gets out at the last moment! Cole: Matt knocked Axel into Sly! This could break down into chaos here! *We see Sly on the outside grabbing the X Title Belt from the timekeeper* Coach: It looks like Sly wants the belt Michael! Cole: Sly, that’s not yours, what in the hell are you doing? Back in the ring, Axel knocks Matt down with a hard clothesline. Sly tells Axel to hold Matt for him! Cole: Sly wants to hit Matt! Axel grabs Matt ready for Sly, and the referee goes straight over to AJ to look like he’s distracted! Cole: Oh c’mon ref! Stop this! Sly swings the belt at Matt… But he moves! Sly hits Axel right in the face with the belt! AJ runs into the ring and launches himself onto Sly, sending both men over the top rope onto the outside! Matt picks up Axel from behind and hits The SHADOW OF MADNESS! Cole Shadow of Madness! Cover! 1… 2… 3!!!! *DING DING* Announcer: Your winners of this bout, AJ Flaire and MAD MATTTTTTT!!! Cole: Sly hit Axel with the belt and cost him the match! AJ rolls back into the ring and celebrates with Mad Matt as they get their hands raised by the official. Axel sits up! Cole: Axel is up! Watch out you two, he looks pissed! Mad Matt turns around and is met by a sickening clothesline by Axel! AJ Flaire runs to help his partner, but Axel throws him over the top rope! Axel grabs Mad Matt and puts him on his shoulders. Axel hits a Big AXEL SLAM, dropping Matt face first on the canvas! Cole: AXEL SLAM! AXEL SLAM! Axel has lost his mind! Axel goes to the outside and sees AJ Flaire. Axel gets a sick grin on his face, and looks down to the protective padding outside the ring! Cole: What is Axel thinking here? Axel grabs the padding and lifts it up to reveal the hard, cold concrete floor under it. Axel walks over to AJ and puts him between his legs! Cole: Axel, don’t do this! You could break this kids back! Axel lifts him up high in the air… AND DROPS HIM DOWN WITH A SICK POWERBOMB, ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR! Cole: Oh my god! AJ Flaire could be injured badly! Axel rolls back into the ring and does the crucifix pose to a chorus of boos. We see Sly roll back into the ring and look at Axel. Coach: Uh, Sly, I think you had better get out of there man. Cole: I agree Coach, Axel has gone psycho! Sly looks at Axel and we hear him say ‘How could you lose?’ Sly then pushes Axel slightly. Axel looks at the crowd with a face full of anger and resentment. Axel turns around… and WHAM! A right hand to the head of Sly! And another! Irish Whip y Axel! Sly comes off the ropes, and is met with a SPINEBUSTER that shakes the ring! Cole: Spinebuster by Axel! We know what comes next! Axel grabs Sly by the left leg and turns him over. Axel arches back into an Axel Grinder! Sly is screaming in pain! Cole: My god! Axel has the Axel grinder on Sly, and he won’t let go! The shady official comes into the ring to try and stop Axel. Axel lets go of the hold, and kicks the official in the stomach! Axel puts the ref on his shoulders, and gives him an Axel Slam! Cole: Another Axel Slam! This is carnage! Axel goes straight back to Sly and puts him in the Axel Grinder again! Sly is screaming for Axel to let go! Cole: Who can stop this? CUE: 1985-87 Coliseum Video Theme Cole: It’s Colvid! Axels former Tag partner and Totally Endorsed member! *Colvid comes down to ringside and slides straight into the ring, microphone in hand. Axel breaks the hold on Sly, and Sly rolls out of the ring* Colvid: HOLD ON! HOLD ON! Kill the music! I'm sitting in the back trying to watch World Tour 1996 on Coliseum Video with a little peace and quiet. And what do I get? Pandemonium and mayhem! I can barely hear Gorilla Monsoon over this racket! AXEL . . . What's the matter with you?!? If you want go whomp all over Flaire and Matty Boy over there, be my guest. But when you betray the Family of Endorsements by imposing your will on Sly over there, you cross the line. And when you cross the line by NOT ONLY bullying around your Totally Endorsed bretheren, but by taking me away from my Bret Hart vs. Steve Austin Kuwaiti Tour match, you can bet your last Susan B. Anthony dollar that there will be hell to pay, Coliseum Style! (Axel gives him a glare as if to say, "You've got to be kidding me.") Is anything getting through? Is anybody in there? Hello? Can Axel come out and play? (Colvid slaps Axel) Dammit Axel, ANSWER ME!!! Axel casually rubs his face and nods his head. Colvid turns his back and smiles thinking he finally got through to Axel. As soon as Colvid turns around, he gets met with a vicious clothesline!! Axel goes to the outside and grabs a chair from the timekeeper. Axel positions it in the middle of the ring, picks Colvid up onto his shoulders, and sends him face first into the chair with an Axel Slam! Cole: Axel is even fighting his own partner! What is wrong with him? Doctors attend to Colvid and eventually whisk him away on a stretcher. The stretcher passes by Axel, as he mutters, "Coliseum Videos? Huh, you'll be lucky to get PBS at the hospital." Axel looks at the carnage that he has created and smiles a wicked, evil smile. ‘Breathe' starts up, and Axel does the crucifix pose one more time to the crowd, who can’t believe what they have just witnessed. Suddenly, a voice booms over the speakers, a familiar one that fans have not heard for a while… “Just wait right there a minute son!” Cole: It’s BILL WATTS! I can’t believe it! The president is here! Bill Watts walks down to ringside and steps in the ring. He looks straight at Axel and starts to speak again. WATTS: Hold on a second Axel, as the boss around here, I’ve been watching your actions, not only tonight, but at World Without End as well. I knew that idiot Northstar wouldn’t lift a finger about it, but I will. You have been destroying perfectly good OAOAST superstars over the course of about a month, and I’m getting sick of it. Cole: Now he’ll get what’s coming to him! WATTS: Now you are a great athlete, don’t get me wrong, but as a punishment for your actions at World Without End, and here tonight, I have no choice but to suspend you from competition, Axel, for one month, WITHOUT pay! *The crowd roars in appreciation at this news!* Cole: That’s a great decision by Bill Watts! *Axel grabs a microphone from ringside and comes back into the ring* Axel: That’s fine Watts. A month? No problem. But rest assured, as soon as I come back, I am going to beat down every single one of the Held Down superstars that I can find, and no one, not even you, can stop me. Oh, and as a token of my appreciation for my month off, heres a little present. Axel starts to walk away from Watts, but he suddenly turns around and hits Bill right in the face! Bill runs at Axel, but Axel stops him in his tracks, and SPINEBUSTERs him out of his boots! The crowd boos heavily as Axel turns and poses one last time, before storming off into the locker room area. Cole: Oh my god! I can’t believe Axel just did that! He’s been suspended for a month from competition! What else can happen tonight?

"Smells Like Teen Spirit" hits, and the fans resoundingly boo the current OAOAST 24/7 Champion, CWM. CWM steps out from the backstage area, clad in jean shorts and a black T-shirt with white lettering that says "Underground". The 24/7 Champion poses with his belt for a moment, and then the boos become louder, as behind him a parade of faces old and new emerge to his music. The only man familiar to the OAOAST fans is The Superstar, who swaggers down the aisle with a cocky grin. The other men, their names being J. Arthur Edwards, Chave Senate, Gunner Sharps and The New Me, all head to the ring for their first official time in an OAOAST ring. CWM storms into the ring and takes the microphone right from Michael Buffer. He drapes the 24/7 Title over his shoulder, and begins to talk. CWM First up, what I want you all to do is sit in your seats, open your eyes, open your ears, and shut your God damn mouths. What you're about to hear is more important than getting yourselves on TV, so quiet the hell down!" The fans respond with a large jeer, giving CWM the exact opposite of what he wanted. CWM gets pissed off, dropping the mic and storming over to the ropes, shouting threats at ringside fans. The microphone is then picked up by The Superstar. SS You know, I'd like to say how good it feels to be back here. Honestly, I'm really happy about being back here on HeldDOWN~!, a show that I helped establish! You see, I'd LIKE to say that it's good to be back here, but in reality...it's not. I mean, this was a show that was started by the youth movement in the OAOAST. A show that guys like myself helped define when every other show was based around something that no one in their right mind wanted to see. A show free of such scourges to the company like Mario Logan, the man of 1,000 monsters. A show where newcomers could test themselves. Showcase their ability and their will. Now, pfft, now it's nothing more than a playground. This show serves as nothing more than a backdrop for the one man who everyone THOUGHT was doing this company good, Zack Malibu. And I know, go ahead, cheer your asses off, call me a hypocrite if you will, but Zack Malibu has got to be the most selfish out of everyone, including those corporate types who are living in "retirement". I know, these guys know it, and if you don't know it, we're going to be more than happy to show it to you! The fans jeer madly, as Supes casually passes the mic to the young man clad in a black jumpsuit, known as The New Me. NEW ME Aw yeah, Superstar, truer words have never been spoken. You people need to open your eyes and understand one thing. What we're here to do is SAVE YOU. You think that this is just some game, that we're trying to put one over on the OAOAST so we can help ourselves? Hell no. This isn't about what we want, and it's not about what YOU want. It's about what EVERYONE NEEDS. You know why we came here last week? We didn't intend on physical harm, but that huge chunk o' change Charlie just had to meddle, didn't he. We came out here to be heard, and last week, our actions spoke louder. They spoke in VOLUMES. We are not to be screwed with, and when CWM here offered us the chance to make a little noise, we took him up on it. I don't care if you put me in there with your hero, Zack Malibu. I don't care if you put me in there with that little bitch, Crystal...actually, hehe, I'd probably like that. Zack might be a problem, but in reality this isn't about one man. This is about a company that has let the inmates run the asylum for too long. So now, this is where The Underground comes in. Call us the clean up crew. We're gonna be the Draino in the pipes of the OAOAST, because there's a lot of shit clogging up the airtime here on HeldDOWN~!, and it ends TONIGHT. HUGE boos, as New Me shakes hands with J. Arthur Edwards, then turns and high-fives Chave Senate. J. ARTHUR As some of you more observant fans may already know, my name is J. Arthur Edwards. I’m a lawyer for the firm of Williams & Horn and I moonlight as a wrestler. I have become quite skilled at defeating my opponents on both battle fields and as I told my new friend Judas on IZ, I have no problems using all of my different talents to get the job done. When I was approached about this invasion I jumped on the idea because I’m all about catching the ride to the top. Some people spend their whole life trying to climb the ladder of success, but the ones who make it to the top are the ones who want it bad enough. Now it’s time to find out if the OAOAST wants it bad enough! J. Aruthur passes the mic to Gunner Sharps, but before the big man can even utter a grunt from his mouth... "WAKE ME UP..." "Bring Me To Life" cues up, and the fans EXPLODE~! Coming out from the back in his casual attire is ZACK MALIBU~! The Underground line up in the ring, waving Zack on and daring him to come get some. Zack walks about halfway up the aisle before Northstar's lackeys Silver Star and Flameout rush out, but they both get shoved to the ground by Malibu! Meanwhile, CWM picks up the microphone. CWM Zack, you know, Northstar tried cutting a deal with me to leave you alone tonight, and I ALMOST bought it, that is until you were stupid enough to come out here. Now Zack, you either tuck your tail between your legs and get back there, because this is The Underground's time, or you come into this ring and I hold no responsibility over my actions!" Zack starts inching even closer to the ring. CWM C'mon Zack, don't tempt me. In fact, boys, why not bring me an early Christmas gift!" In a flash, New Me, Chave, Gunner and J. Arthur spill out of the ring, while the two OAOAST veteran members of the group, CWM and Superstar, stand in the ring. The Underground make their way to Zack, when suddenly Crystal, Mad Matt, and The Dream Machines come racing out of the dressing room to a HUGE pop! The odds are evened up! Security comes pouring out of the back as well, with Alix Spezia directing traffic, having security cut off the faces as they walk down the aisle. CWM and Superstar look on from in the ring, when the fans pop AGAIN, this time as the lights go out. When they come back on... CABOOSE IS IN THE RING~! CWM and Superstar continue to shout out at security, watching this melee unfold. Superstar turns around for a second...AND COMES FACE TO FACE WITH CABOOSE! Superstar backs off, and then a wide-eyed grin comes over his face. He reaches out and embraces Caboose in a hug, patting him on the shoulders and seemingly welcoming him into The Underground! Superstar taps CWM on the shoulder, telling him about Caboose, but when they turn back around, Caboose BLASTS Superstar in the ribs with his cricket bat! CWM takes the high road, rushing the hell out of the ring as Caboose stands tall. In the aisleway, the babyfaces and The Underground continue to try to get at each other, until a voice we've heard several times tonight is heard yet again. "Everybody stop...STOP RUINING MY SHOW!" Northstar comes out to huge boos, and looks none too happy. NORTHSTAR This insanity stops NOW! I will not have you undermine my authority on my first night. Zack Malibu, I tried to do you a favor, but your foolish pride won out again, didn't it. As for the rest of you, what are you doing interjecting yourselves into this? Do you really want to fight that bad? The OAOAST squad turns back to Northstar, and shouts "Yes". The Underground back off, but can't go back into the ring, as Caboose is standing there, clutching his bat. NORTHSTAR Fine. You know what, I've done redecorating, I've given speeches, now it's match-making time. TONIGHT, here on HeldDOWN~!, we will see members of The Underground in action! The Underground shout back that they didn't agree to this, in irate fashion. NORTHSTAR Tonight, J. Arthur Edwards and Gunner Sharps, you two will represent you're little club in a tag team match, non-title of course, against THE DREAM MACHINES! Great pop from the fans, as Parka and PK start talking about it to themselves. NORTHSTAR Oh, and you know what? Tonight we're going to have a matchup that's never taken place in the OAOAST before, despite these two guys being here for so long. Tonight, on HeldDOWN~!, MY HELDDOWN~!, I want Caboose...hello, yes you in the ring, to take on...THE SUPERSTAR! Another huge cheer, and Superstar objects, given that he's already been cracked in the ribs once tonight. NORTHSTAR Now, that should settle things for a while. In the meantime, get the hell back to your dressing rooms, I have a show to run tonight. Security, disperse them, please! Northstar heads to the back, as Alix encourages more security to come out and break things up. Caboose exits through the crowd, while security drags both OAOAST and Underground members alike to the backstage area.

HeldDOWN~! returns from commercials, to the backstage interview area. Damaramu is shown standing in the back awaiting his match...but first Randy Savage is going to interview him. Savage: OOOOH YEAH~! Damaramu...after what we saw last week...how...just how can you justify what you did? Damaramu: You want to know how I justified it? Do you? It was justified because it got me the win! And it got rid of Ryan Smith! I proved in my first match that I will do WHATEVER IT TAKES! Savage: But yes aren't you worried about retribution from Ryan Smith? Or maybe even angering your fellow superstars? Damaramu: Angering my fellow superstars? If they have a problem they can walk there stupid asses down to the ring and I will BREAK THEM! And as for Ryan Smith...I put him away once...I'll be MORE than happy to do it again. Only next time I'll be putting him away in the morgue! Savage: Those are strong words.... Damaramu: I'm through talking! I'm going to come to the ring to murder James Blonde! Savage: But... Damaramu: Now say thank you and we look forward to seeing your match...NOW! Savage: Thank you...and we look forward to seeing your match. Damaramu walks away as we cut to the arena where James Blonde stands in the ring a little bit scared. Damaramu's new music enters the arena giving the place an ominious feel. The lights go out and a spotlight flies around the arena and finally lands on the entrance as Dama is standing there pointing towards the ring...at James Blonde. Coach: The last time we saw James Blonde was over a year ago, on the old Saturday Night show. Who's bright idea was it to bring HIM back? Cole: Something tells me he may not be back for long, Coach. Rather than booing the fans sit in stunned silence...maybe afraid to boo. Dama starts walking to the ring at a brisk pace never taking his eyes off Blonde. Blonde backs up to the corner and looks around...almost as if he's trying to find a way out. Dama however walks around to the announce booth and leans over sticking his finger in Michael Cole's face... "Listen! You'd better call this match right down the middle! If I pop a tape in this and hear you bad mouthing me or talking any kind of trash I'm going to come looking for you!" Coach begins to say something but Dama lunges forward and grabs him by the collar. "And you funny man! I'd better not hear one joke! I take this seriously and you should to! I will not have my actions in this ring mocked! Do I make myself clear?" As Dama is leaning over the announce booth waiting for a response from the announcers James Blonde sees his opportunity. He quickly exits the ring and begins clubbing Dama from behind. Dama is thrown over the announce booth as Blonde attacks like a wild animal. James backs up a bit and lifts his hands seeking approval from the crowd. Dama however takes the opportunity and delivers a roundhouse kick to Blonde's head. Blonde hits the mats hard and Dama walks over and puts his foot on Blonde's face. Dama leans over as he stands on Blonde's face! "You just made the LAST MISTAKE OF YOUR PATHETIC LIFE!" Dama yanks Blonde up by the air and then tosses him into the ring. Dama follows him in quickly and begins delivering elbows to Blonde's face as he stands. Dama then spins and delivers a rolling elbow! Blonde hits the mat as Dama hits the ropes and delivers an elbow drop. Dama pulls Blonde to his feet and sends him flying into the turnbuckle. Dama follows in with a big elbow smash to the face. Dama steps back as Blonde begins to fall out of the corner and catches him and delivers a hard head and neck tazzplex! Blonde's eyes go glassy as he hits the mat right on his head. Dama rolls around and plants his knee firmly onto Blonde's throat. The referee begins admonishing Dama as he acts innocent of the charges. Dama stands up as Blonde tries to roll onto his stomach. Dama picks him up by the hair and sends him into the ropes. Dama catches him with a Yakuza kick as he comes back in sending him stumbling backwards through the ropes. Cole: He's going to kill this poor kid. Blonde tries to fight to his feet as Dama climbs to the top rope. Blonde spins around to see Dama coming off the top rope with a crossbody. Both men hit the ground in a heap but Dama quickly gets to his feet and grabs Blonde by the hair. Dama slams Blonde's face into the announce table and then suddenly sends him sailing into the ring post. Coach: This match is getting way too close for my comfort! Blonde leaves his feet as his face connects with the ring post and he hits the mat's on his back. Dama turns and raises his arm to the crowd as the all boo in disapproval. Dama ignores them and goes to pull poor James Blonde up again. James hair is now streaked with red as the blood poors from his forehead. Dama laughs and sends him sailing into the ring post again. The fans begin booing even louder as the ref begins yelling at Damaramu to get it back in the ring. Luckily for Blonde, Dama obliges. Back in the ring Dama stands over the bloody Blonde who is dripping blood all over the canvas. Cole: This is gut-wrenching to watch. Look at the gash on Blonde's head! Dama pulls him back to his feet and stands back laughing at him. Dama then goes for another rolling elbow but Blonde ducks! Dama spins around as Blonde begins delivering big right and left hands out of nowhere! The crowd goes nuts as Blonde begins to mount and offense spurred on by the sight of his own blood! Blonde sends Dama into the ropes and follows up with a spinning heel kick! Dama hits the mat and Blonde goes for a quick cover. 1.....Dama kicks out! Coach: We could see a HUGE upset here tonight! Blonde pulls Dama to his feet and then sends him into the turnbuckle. Blonde follows him in with a dropkick straight to the face! Dama grabs his face and leans against the ropes as Blonde grabs him and begins to rub his face across the top rope. Blonde then mounts the second turnbuckle and comes off with a bulldog to the stunned Dama! James calls for the end as he climbs to the top. He comes off the top rope straight onto Damaramu with a big legdrop! 1.....................................2................................NO! Dama kicks out at 2! Blonde pulls Dama up and gives the sign for the piledriver. He pulls Dama into position and begins to go for it but Dama backdrops him out of it! Dama falls into the corner to catch a breather. Dama checks his mouth and notices a tiny trickle of blood coming out. Dama's lip was busted by the dropkick! Dama turns to Blonde with an infuriated look on his face as Blonde is fighting his way to his feet. Blonde sees Dama looking at him and looks like he is going to cry. Blonde looks around and then attempts a clothesline. Dama ducks and skids to behind Blonde and then flies back at him with a superkick! Blonde falls into the corner as Dama suddenly rushes him spearing him while he is in the corner! Dama then picks Blonde up and sets him on the top rope! Dama follows him up and grabs him around the waist! Dama delivers a gut wrench suplex from the top rope! Dama goes for the pin...1.............2..............................3NO! Blonde manages to kick out right before the ref's hand hit the mat! Cole: That kickout isn't going to do Blonde any favors. Dama curses in frustration and stands waiting for Blonde to come to his feet. As Blonde comes to his feet Dama slaps him right in his bloody face and then kicks him in the stomach. Dama yanks his head in between his legs and hooks his arms! TIGER DRIVAAAAHHHH! Dama however does not go for the pin. Dama instead pulls Blonde to his feet and applies the dreaded CLAW HOLD! Blonde begins flailing in pain as Dama literally squeezes the blood from Blonde's head! The fans are now booing wildly as Dama begins laughing while Blonde bleeds...some even pelt the ring with garbage. Just as Blonde hits his knees Dama pulls him forward and grabs the back of his tights...Dama lift him like a chokeslam only while still applying the claw hold and brings him down on his upper back and head! Coach: He just spiked him! Cole: This is too much. He's treating him like a training dummy! Blonde is out cold at this point. Dama however does not go for the pin. Instead he stares at his bloody hand. Dama finally snaps out of his trance as Blonde begins to stir. Dama stands and hoists Blonde onto his shoulders and delivers a Death Valley Driver! He quickly stands and ascends to the top rope! The fans all stand yelling loudly as flash bulbs go off all over the crowd! Then Dama follows up with THE SKY TWISTER PRESS! He hits Blonde with all the force of his back and the wind is knocked out of the kid as his eyes roll into the back of his head. Dama then just hooks the leg as he is already laying on top of the kid. 1...........2......................................................3! Dama wins! Dama stands and laughs as the fans boo him. He then looks at Michael Cole and the Coach with a smirk on his face. Then he begins to kick Blonde out of the ring. Blonde hits the mats on the outside and Dama quickly rolls out after him. Blonde is already out cold but Dama pulls him over onto the steel rampway and puts Blonde's head under his arm.....and DDT! Cole: C'mon now! In the ring is one thing, but the match is over! Blonde spikes as he hits the ramp and rolls over onto his back clutching his head. Dama grabs him by the face and covers his own hand with blood. Dama stands using his other hand to rip his shirt in half...then he smears the kids blood across his chest. The fans begin throwing garbage at Damaramu as a host of officials all run out and get between him and Blonde. Dama lifts his hands as if to say that he is finished and begins to walk up the ramp. Satisfied he is leaving the officials all go back to tending Blonde. Dama however turns and goes back down the ramp shoving officials out of the way! He grabs Blonde and drags him by the hair up the ramp! Coach: What the hell is he doing? They make it to the top of the stage and Dama puts Blonde back into the claw hold! The officials surround Dama but he holds onto the hold. Blonde is dripping blood everywhere and he is out cold. Dama then eyes the floor from the stage and smiles. He then rushes forward pushing Blonde backwards and sends him sailing off the stage and crashing through a table! The officials all begin yelling at Dama as he just looks them all straight in the eyes and says... "I WILL BREAK YOU ALL!" Upon hearing this all the officials rush halfway down the ramps away from Damaramu. Dama laughs and then leaves the arena area through the curtain. Officials all jump off the stage to check on the bloody and broken Blonde. Cole: That man is NOT right in the head, I can tell you that much. Coach: Forget him, man. Think about James Blonde. The kid finally catches a break after working indies for a year, and nearly had his LIFE, not his career, his LIFE ended tonight. Cole: I wonder what Northstar has to say about that. However, when we come back, we have quite a few people with a lot to say. They made an unwelcome appearance last week, and they're about to make another one tonight. They are The Underground, and they will be out here to explain themselves NEXT!

(It just wouldn't be a complete show without this pic, huh?) HeldDOWN~! returns from break, with Michael Cole sitting on a plush sofa rather than typical announcer chairs. MC:"Welcome back fans, to what is a completely different show than you're used to. I guess this just all comes with the territory during the Northstar Era, eh Coach?" Coach:"Mikey, we're sitting on a $3000 couch. I'm not complaining, so why should you?" MC:"Benefits like that will only get you so far. Personally, and I think I speak for everyone else on the roster, I want to see how Northstar handles his responsibility with the workers. You can't buy every...what's that Bobby? OK, go, cut to it, get someone back there right now!" *The cameras cut backstage, to the back door of the arena. Charlie Hoss and several other uniformed security staff are blocking the entrance, and after a moment the face of J. Arthur Edwards is visible amidst the chaos.* J. Arthur: "You let me in here right now, or I'll take everything you own, from your truck to your toaster, do you hear me?" Arthur gets nudged aside, as Chave Senate of The Underground tries squirming in, but gets shoved back by Charlie. It's a standoff backstage, and now CWM comes running over. CWM:"You motherf*cker. Let 'em in, Charlie. Let 'em in!" CWM shoves Hoss aside, and Charlie starts letting his emotions get the best of him, as he starts stalking CWM, pushing the 24/7 Champion back a few steps. Before anything can break down, General Manager Northstar is on the scene. Northstar: "Hey, you, big man. Back up." Charlie stands firm, not flinching. Northstar: "I said back it up, or I'll have you tossing bags of cotton candy in the stands, get me?" Reluctantly, Hoss backs up a few steps. Northstar then turns to CWM. Northstar: "What's your deal?" CWM: "What's my deal? Listen, you and I, we have no ties. I don't owe you jack. But if you want to do better than that corporate kissass Moysey did, I suggest you let my boys in here, before we take matters into our own hands, just like we did last week." Northstar: "Oh, is that so?" CWM: "That's so. This was my show before it was yours." Northstar: "Ah, but you see, now it IS mine. As a matter of fact, I'm the one calling the shots, and I sign your checks now, don't I? So, Flameout, Silver Star, if you would please scatter those security guards...and let these Underground gents into the building." CWM seems taken aback by this. Northstar smirks. Northstar: "You think that by being the rebel without a cause, feeling you have nothing to lose, that you're going to intimidate me? See, I didn't just do that because I fear you. Hell, I don't even wanna know you. Also, I certainly didn't do it out of the kindness of my heart. There is one reason why I did it, and one reason only. A very selfish reason, if anything." CWM: "Yeah? What's that?" Northstar: "Ratings, baby, ratings!" CWM: "So what, you think that The Underground is going to play the puppet squad to you, ready and willing to let you lead us around?" Northstar: "No. See, I understand what you want, what you feel you need. I really do. However, you are not taking this motley crew onto my show and running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. I'm not giving you carte blanche to do what you want. I'm giving you a forum. You've got several minutes ringtime to let your voices be heard. An explanation for the fans as to what went down last week." CWM: "Putting a live mic in our hands? Man, you must be sick." Northstar: "Pot, kettle, black. Now you listen to me. I just scratched your back, so now it's time you scratched mine. I gave you what you wanted, more or less, right?" CWM: "Somewhat." Northstar: "Good. So now you and I have an understanding about one thing. Under NO circumstances tonight do I want to see you come into contact with Zack Malibu." CWM's eyes light up with rage at the mere mention of his rival's name. CWM: "No, oh no. Screw that. That son of a bitch is going down if he shows up, so help me God." Northstar: "He's not going anywhere. You forget, this is MY SHOW. This isn't The Underground happy hour. These guys over here, I could give two shits about where they came from or where they wanna go. You, on the other hand, are a contractually obligated HeldDOWN~! star, affiliations notwithstanding, and you WILL heed my words. You stay away from Zack Malibu tonight. Now...gentlemen...I'll be waiting on what you have to say tonight." *Northstar brushes himself off, and heads to his office with his entourage. CWM fumes over the stipulations passed down on him, as J. Arthur Edwards, Chave Senate, Gunner Sharps and The New Me stand behind him.*

Yep, I saw it.

Well then I'll thank you or whoever did mine. Then you'd be thanking me.

I've got to be somewhere right after work tonight, so I need to have the show up early. I can stretch it until 5 for you, Parka, but I'm probably going to start formatting shortly thereafter.

The Seth/Summer thing could go so many ways. Seth could grow to like Anna the way she wants him to as they are spending time together. Seth could get with Summer, feel "cool", shun Anna, regret it, and go back to her. Seth could go with Summer, and Summer could stop caring about what everyone thinks. You really can't tell which way they want it to go. Also, five bucks says Seth tries using Ryan and Marissa's new relationship to gain their aid in hooking him up with Summer. I can also see Seth and Ryan arguing because Ryan got the girl he wanted, while Seth can't/didn't. That's what I love about the show. Just when you think you can tell what's going on, the plot twists.

Segments are due by no later than 4:30pm today.

Good man, OSW. I'm interested to see where the Anna/Seth/Summer storyline goes, especially with Anna hiding her feelings for him. Oh and this was the second week I was impressed with the Ryan/Sandy interaction. Sandy's fatherly reactions to him, especially when he said he'd love to see him play soccer, was great. Goes to show that instead of doing the "kid from the wrong side of the tracks moves on to better life and everything is OK", they're doing a good build with Ryan's transition, both into the society and into the Cohen family.

Everyone's name change is done, whether by my hand or someone else's.

Great episode. Sandy again proves why he is the King of Kings on this show. (Cohen family having breakfast) Kirsten: "I told him he looks rad." Sandy: "He does look rad. Mad props, son!" I loved the whole ferris wheel deal, and the staredown with Luke at the end. It was as if Luke knew he fucked up, and had no choice but to let someone better get to Marissa.

Fuck Cox Cable. As of yesterday, you need to have Digital Cable to get PPV, period, which means I'm not going to be seeing TNA for a while, and naturally I missed the show last night. Assholes.

There is no way in hell the kiss would be "jumping the shark". Plus, even if they DO "get together" tonight, we still have Julie Cooper and Luke to play obstacles for Ryan and Marissa. There is no way the show is going to go downhill because they finally hook up.

LOL, that you are.

Oh yes, tonight should be good. The kids go back to school, Seth tries making Summer jealous, Sandy is offered a case against his father in law, and THE KISS~! is set to happen~! My tape is already set.

Huh. Tom beat me to it. I could have used that $5 too.

Done. And...I'm spent.