Zack Malibu

The camera is following THE MAN CALVIN SZECHSTEIN backstage, the grinning champ cradling the title on his right shoulder. He stops suddenly, in front of a dressing room reading LADIES DRESSING ROOM. Without knocking, Calvin barges in and is met with a surprised Lauren Gellar, towel drying her hair. LAUREN What the hell?!? In case you can’t see, pal, this is the LADIES changing room. At least have the decency to knock! CALVIN Calm down, sweetheart. I wasn’t here for you, don’t flatter yourself. I know you want some pure, grade-A 100% white.. er, gold meat, but who wouldn’t, eh scorchcakes?” Lauren reaches back, slapping Calvin across the face. The World champion groans, grabbing the side of his face as Lauren stalks off, calling over her shoulder. LAUREN Asshole. Lauren leaves the dressing room in a huff, leaving Calvin standing there. The applause of the crowd watching on the AngleTron fails to catch Calvin's attention, but the coolly breathing woman behind him does, and Calvin whirls around to see Crystal standing there, a smirk on her face. CRYSTAL Smooth move, Romeo. I take it you came to see me? CALVIN You actually have to share a dressing room? That's so... bush league. Crystal glares at the World champ, a mite bit perturbed. CRYSTAL Yeah, yeah. Sorry, we can’t all be ‘special’ enough to have our own dressing rooms. CALVIN You're not telling me anything I don't know. Calvin snickers a bit as Crystal rolls her eyes, continuing. CRYSTAL I know you didn't come in here to talk about how bush league women are, Calvin. CALVIN Absolutely not, Chrissy. I just came to make sure you're ready for the big match? Don’t want you to choke under the pressure or anything. Gotta maintain the HeldDown pride, ya know? CRYSTAL Calvin, I’m all about HeldDown pride, but I’m not interested in any revolutions or politics. Your HeldDown pep talks don’t interest me. I’ll let my actions speak. CALVIN Oh, come on Chrissy. You know you want to show up the competition as much as I do. Are you telling me you don’t want people talking about our show, our matches? Tsk tsk, I’m disappointed in you, Chrissy. I thought you were more of a team player than that. CRYSTAL Shut it, Calvin. You know as well as I do that *when* I win the title, I’ll be representing HeldDown. And we’ll be the superior brand, same as always. You’re just tip-toeing around your real competition. It’s not IntenseZone; it’s me. CALVIN Whoa, feisty mama. Slow it down a little bit. You sure seem sure of yourself. Good luck with that. Oh, and one more thing. Crystal goes to respond, but Calvin i quicker, grabbing his belt and mashing it into her face! Crystal hits the tile floor hard, blood trickling down her nose, and Calvin pauses for a moment... before pulling out a handkerchief, wiping the tiny bit of blood off of the OAOAST title. Satisfied, he slings it back over his shoulder, looking down at Crystal with a sneer on his face. CALVIN If it makes you feel better, Chrissy, I didn't think you deserved the title shot in the first place. Look on the bright side, though -- you've got it, and now you get to prove me wrong. See you Sunday. Back at the announce position, Cole is trying to hold Coach in his seat. Coach: "That mother(bleep), I swear I'll cut his (bleep) and (bleep) his mother (bleep) and (bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep)!" MC: "Coach, get ahold of yourself!" Coach: "He hit my baby, Michael. MY baby!" MC: "Chivalry is dead, Coach. Look into it." Coach settles down, and Michael takes his seat as well. Coach then jumps up again, and Cole intervenes. MC: "Can we just get on with the show?" Coach: "I swear I'll jump his punk ass when he comes out here later." MC: "You know what, fine, do what you want. I'm not footing the hospital bill this time around." Coach: "Sonuva..." MC: "What?" Coach: "Not you." MC: "Fans, right now, we've been told that a new star has requested airtime to introduce himself to the fans. He goes by the name Sturgis, and..." Lights go out and Fight's "Little Crazy" plays as a mysterious figure enters the arena, and heads for the ring. Fans don't know what to make of this guy, and he doesn't look like the approachable type. He steps up into the ring and waves the ring announcer on, ordering him to deliver the mic to his grip.) "For those of you that don't know me I'm The Burning One Sturgis and I have spent 3 long years on a mission to find my true self, but I have found nothing. My journy has brought me the the OAOAST and their HeldDOWN roster. I am here to find my true self; Either I'm a a good-hearted man, doing the right things for the right reason, or I'm a evil, calculating psychopath preaching my beliefs and hurting those who disagree. Whatever my destiny is I'm sure I'll find it here, and I'm calling open season on all HeldDOWN wrestlers: if you stand in my way, pain will be the last thing you remember." (As soon as the speech is over, the lights go out for several moments. When they come back on, the newcomer is nowhere to be seen.) MC:"That was...interesting. What do you make of Sturgis, Coach." Coach: "All I can say is...he's lucky is not Calvin Szechstein." MC: "GET OVER IT ALREADY!" Coach: "Maybe I don't want to!" MC: "Maybe you HAVE to, because it's just about time for HeldDOWN~! history. Six competitors, three titles, and only one winner. Title Wave is coming, so keep it locked down on HeldDOWN~!"

Sly comes out, out of tune with his usual entrance, and asks the sound guy to cut his music off and play something else. So the sound guy plays a random production song as Sly paces to the ring, where he then steps out of his modified maroon-and-grey suit to reveal a maroon singlet and white boots with maroon kickpads. MC: "Interesting to note here is that, since his debut in HeldDOWN~!, especially in his couple of weeks of absence, Sly has really bulked up. He's added a bunch of muscle to his frame, going from his debut weight of around 160 pounds, to weighing around 210 pounds. He's also looking a bit taller, barely under, if not just at 6'." COACH: "That might be because he's wearing lifts." MC: "You're not supposed to say that on the air!" "Man in the Box" then starts, and out comes the debuting AJ Flaire, sporting a bandage above his right eye because of the earlier attack with the piece of metal from Sly. Both men stare each other down in mid-ring, then begrudingly slap hands. The match starts with a collar-and-elbow tie-up, which ends with Sly powering AJ into the corner, and palm-thrusting his cut. Sly backs off, and they get into another collar-and-elbow tie-up mid-ring. This time, AJ gets Sly into the opposite corner, and slaps the taste out of his mouth. AJ backs up a few steps, and Sly charges at him. AJ connects with a deep armdrag, into an armbar. But, Sly quickly scrambles to the ropes. AJ gives him a clean break, and they both go to opposite sides of the ring before they knock horns again. Sly goes for another collar-and-elbow tie-up, but AJ goes down and behind for a waistlock, followed by a trip, into a front-face takedown. AJ then jumps over and locks in a grounded front chancery, with the left arm, which he applied the armbar to earlier, hooked. He then gets on his knees, and switches into a reverse hammerlock. Sly then swithces to a seated position, and uses his free arm to grab AJ's neck. Sly bridges to his feet, and AJ comes up with him. Sly tries a snapmare, but he can't get AJ over due to the hammerlock. So, he reverses the hammerlock with a reverse hammerlock of his own. But, AJ bends down and picks Sly's leg to take him down. He keeps ahold of the leg, and turns Sly onto his stomach. He quickly slides over and grabs the arm for another sitting armbar. Sly gets to the bottom rope, and slides to the outside. Sly then starts kicking the guardrail and yelling in frustration. MC: "So far, the youngster's surprised Sly with his depth of submission manuevers." COACH: "Sly should be happy his arm isn't twisted in 243 different ways after that clinic!" Sly slides back into the ring, and they go for a collar-and-elbow tieup yet again. But, this time, Sly fakes and connectes with an eyerake. He then snapmares AJ over, and rips off AJ's bandage. He follows by maniacally scratching into the cut. The cut starts bleeding profusely, as Sly connects with rapid-fire punches into the cut. Sly's entire hand is now covered in blood, and he rubs it all over the referee. MC: "This is one of the most disgusting things I've seen happen in a straight wrestling match! Now guy-on-guy mud wrestling, that's a different story..." COACH: "You watch that stuff too?" MC: "Yea...I mean, no." COACH: "Oh, neither do I." (followed by an uncomfortable silence) Sly pulls AJ to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. Sly connects with a jumping heel kick to the face. Sly then nails a kneedrop, pinpoint onto the cut. He then turns AJ over, and starts to rub the cut into the mat, almost as if he's attempting a severe rugburn. The referee then jumps on Sly and pulls him off of AJ. The referee then temporarily stops the match, and calls in the in-house doctor to check out the now-gigantic gash on AJ's forehead. Sly argues with fans as the doctor is checking over the cut. The doctor asks the referee to stop the match, but AJ grabs both the referee and the doctor by the collar of their shirts, and yells at them, "I'm gonna (bleep)in' finish this damn match!" MC: "Apparantly, AJ Flaire is making one of the bravest decisions he's maybe ever had to make in his life, and continue a match he's been losing here, with a cut on his forehead the size of the part in the Red Sea!" COACH: "I gotta say, this young man has some humongous balls!" MC: "Crystal tell you so?" COACH: "Shut up!" The referee then instructs AJ to go back to his corner, and, after the doctor leaves the ring, the referee re-starts the match. They meet mid-ring, and trade punches to the face. Back-and-forth they go, until AJ gets the upper hand with a series of deafening, stinging chops. He whips Sly to the ropes, and connects with a picture-perfect dropkick. AJ pops up, waits for Sly, then chops Sly back into the corner. AJ then goes to the opposite corner, and runs at Sly. But, Sly exits the corner, and drop-toe-holds AJ face-first into the middle turnbuckle. Blood literally flies from AJ's forehead, onto the camera lens. Sly sits on the top rope, and signals for a tornado DDT. But, AJ slips out and headbutts Sly in the groin instead. AJ then takes a few steps back, runs at the corner, and connects with his shining-wizard like move known simply as Elegance! MC: "He courageously hit such a high-risk move while so hurt....and with elegance!" AJ goes for the cover, but the referee won't let him because he knocked Sly so far that he's half-way out of the ring. AJ pulls him back into the ring, and pulls him up. AJ then signals for Good Taste (the Styles Clash). He positions Sly between his legs, but Sly dips down, and nails a nut shot. After being warned by the ref that one more would result in disqualification, he connects with the Bob Saget Deluxe Special! Sly drapes his arm over a battered-and-bloodied Flaire.....1....2....kickout! Sly can't believe his eyes, and the crowd reacts to such an amazing site! Sly pulls AJ up, and whips him to the ropes. He hooks AJ's neck on the way back, dips him down, and nails the reverse headlock Flatliner! He rolls through into the rear naked choke, and completes the Better Than Ezra! MC: "This match has to finish here! Sly's not only choking the life out of AJ, he's also applying pressure to the brain, therefore sending more blood out of it to flow out of the giant cut that's already hampered AJ so badly thus far!" Sly squeezes the choke as hard as he can, and the referee begins to raise AJ's arm for the proverbial passout three-count. The hand goes up once.....and comes back down. The hand goes up a second time....and comes back down! The hand goes up a third time....but AJ somehow, someway keeps it in the air! The crowd reacts yet again, as they know how gutsy of a performance AJ is putting on! Sly then switches the move to a chinlock, then sits down on the base of AJ's back and pulls upward, therefore turning the move into a camel clutch. After almost thirty seconds, AJ is still refusing to submit! AJ then starts working on the motivation of the cheers of the crowd, and works his way to his knees. Sly can't believe what's happening! AJ grabs Sly's legs, and begins to get to his feet and pick Sly up. AJ then falls backwards and drops Sal piggy-back style. COACH: "AGAIN! This kid just does NOT know the meaning of "surrender"!" The referee starts to count down as both men try to get to their feet....1!....2!......3!.....4!.....5!.....6!....7!...AJ is on one knee, as Sly's pulling himself up with the ropes.....8!...Sly runs over and kicks AJ in the face. Sly then pulls AJ up, but AJ reverses the Irish whip, and pulls Sly directly into his patented rolling vertical suplexes! After the third one, AJ can't find the strength to pick Sly up for a fourth one, so he instead performs a small package...1....2....kickout! AJ's shocked, as are the crowd! MC: "As much as we're putting over AJ's courageous performance, we must say that Sly's pretty tough himself, to kick out of a move that AJ has perfected for quite a while on the indies, and has even won titles with!" AJ then tries to lock in a standing armbar, but Sly reverses so that he's behind AJ, and he attempts the USA High Angle Backdrop! But, AJ flips onto his feet, and connects with a Dangerous Back Suplex of his own! After laying on the mat for over ten seconds due to flat-out exhaustion, then throws his body over Sly's for a pin....1....2.....another kickout! Neither man moves for seconds, but then they both struggle to their feet. AJ puts Sly in a double-underhook, going for a Tiger Driver. But, Sly twists out, keeps ahold of AJ's hand, pulls him in, and hits the USA High Angle Backdrop from an inverted side position! COACH: "Sly pulls off one of his patented manuevers out of nowhere!" MC: "I must ask, where is either man getting the energy from?!?" Sly gets up, but instead of going for the obvious cover, he gets cocky and pulls AJ to his feet, whips him to the ropes. AJ ducks a clothesline just by instinct, comes back around, and turns a Sly clothesline into the Fujiwara armbar! Sly just about taps, but then his companion Eddie "Donkeylips" Gelfman comes out to distract the ref. AJ makes the youthful mistake of breaking the hold to knock Gelfman off the apron with a Yakuza kick. MC: "AJ just "saluted his shorts"!" He turns around and gets met with a dropkick by Sly. Sly goes for the cover...1...2...kickout! Sly gets mad for a second, then pulls the youngster up. Sly then goes for a DDT. But, AJ twists out, and pulls Sly into a kick to the stomach. AJ takes too much time tiredly positioning Sly between his legs, then goes for "That's Phenomonal" (Cradle Piledriver). But, Sly knew what was coming due to AJ having to take so much time due to exhaustion, and blocked the move. Sly then picks up AJ in an Alabamaslam-position, and drops AJ neck-first, onto his knee. Sly stands up with him in the position, and tries to go for some sort of move, but AJ slides out and hits a sunset flip! 1...2....Sly rolls out, but AJ falls onto his back before Sly can kick him in the face. AJ, going on pure adreneline at this point, comes to his feet, and nails Sly in the face. Sly goes down, but comes back up and gets another punch to the face that sends him down. AJ pulls him up and goes for the Irish whip. But AJ telegraphed a backdrop too much by bending down, and Sly kicks him in the face. Sly follows up with a stiff superkick to the jaw. COACH: "Sly usually doesn't use that move, but due to the mere velocity of the kick and the exhaustion and pain that AJ must be feeling by now, Sly can probably pin him here if he wants to!" Sly, however, pulls AJ up, and signals for a powerbomb. Sly picks AJ up for it, but AJ lands on his feet and connects on a kick to the stomach. AJ then puts Sly in between his legs, picks him up, and nails the Good Taste (Styles Clash)! We think AJ's making a mistake by not going for the cover, but instead, he goes up top and nails the Extra Special (Twisting 450)! AJ goes for the cover...1...2...3! AJ Flaire wins the match! MC: "My lord....we have just witnessed the future of this company, and his name is AJ Flaire! This young man, in the name of putting on an amazing performance for you paying fans, has bled a proverbial ocean, denied getting medical help for the sake of his own safety, and came back from a beyond-dirty attack by a shifty young fellow named Sly Sommers to hit a jaw-droppingly amazing move to score his first victory here on Helddown!" COACH: "I agree. If AJ can pull off this type of performance every night, there's no doubt in my mind he'll soon be wearing championship gold here in the OAOAST!" (As AJ struggles to the back, Sly exits the ring, heads to the announce booth, and grabs the house mic.) SLY: "Hey, you...hey, dumbass! (AJ turns around) Yeah, you! Listen, you piece of crap, tonight was a fluke! You had your big night. You had your lucky win. You had your huge debut. But, come this Sunday night, I'll bring you back down to Earth. You see, I hang out with the World Champ, Calvin Szechstein. That means, if I want something around here, all I have to do is go to my good friend, and ask for it. Then he'll use his stroke around here to get me what I want. So, when this segment ends, I'm going to go backstage and address my good buddy, the Champ, and ask him for a two out of three falls match with you at World Without End! (chuckles) World Without End....that's such an ironic name. It's ironic because, unlike the name of the show, at World Without End, your world WILL come to an end, and I will re-claim my status here in this company! You've got a few days left. Heal yourself up, because I want you back here, 100 percent, that way I can sort of have a challenge as I murder you!" (Sly throws down the mic, and taunts a few fans as AJ's being helped to the back due to his major blood over-flow. Sly then leaves for the locker room himself.) MC: "Man, tonight was definately a breakout for AJ Flaire. A tremendous match from both men, but think about this Sunday: according to Sly, we'll get the treat of seeing this match again, but with "Two Out Of Three Falls" rules!" COACH: "You saw what they pulled out tonight! And think: that was just one fall to a finish! This Sunday, these guys have to go three falls! Think about what they'll possibly pull out then!" MC: "I'm thinking about it, and I'm thinking it could be a star-making performance for either man. It's no hyperbole, HeldDOWN~! is home to wrestling's brightest stars!" COACH: "Know what else it's home to?" MC: "I know you're about to tell me..." COACH: "COMMERCIAL BREAKS~! Fans, don't change that channel, because we'll be back in a flash, here on hD~!"

We return to HeldDOWN~!, as trainers are tending to both Tina and Panther backstage. MC:"Fans, what we saw before the break was horrendous. Brock Ausstin made his...hey...HEY, get him out of there!" Cole is making reference to Ausstin walking backstage, noticing the damage he did, and inching closer to Tina and Panther's fallen bodies. Security and medics block his path, but Brock growls angrily, until CHARLIE HOSS~! steps by everybody and in his path. Brock stares down at Charlie, who's not flinching in the least, before turning away and heading for the showers. MC:"Phew, thank goodness for Charlie Hoss there. Now...now what is that?" Still backstage, Cole is talking about the screaming coming from nearby. The camera pans down the hall to see CWM trashing the hallway and kicking in doors, screaming "Tim", no doubt looking for HeldDOWN~! General Manager Tim Moysey. CWM:"TIM! Get out here you sorry sack of..." CWM comes to the end of the hallway and turns the corner, coming face to face with the man fans have dubbed "GM TM". TM:"To what do I owe the pleasure, CWM?" CWM:"Pleasure my ass, it's never been a pleasure dealing with you, in the ring or out of it. What's the deal, Moysey. You don't wanna book me anymore?" TM:"Not true, you've got a pay per view match this Sunday, don't you?" CWM:"Screw the PPV, Moysey, I mean tonight. I went weeks with that punk bitch Malibu screwing me out of winning the 24/7 Title, but you put HIM in the Title Wave match instead of me? Hell, you didn't even put me on the show!" TM:"You've pretty much answered your own question, CWM. I did put Zack in the Title Wave match, and I did NOT book you to be here tonight. I know how you think, and I was not about to have a historical matchup ruined by you holding a grudge and getting antsy and jumping in that ring." CWM:"So what you're saying is Zack's afraid of me, huh?" TM:"I'm saying that I'm doing my best to keep you two apart before you kill each other." CWM:"If it's any consolation, I plan on doing it slowly. Who knows, you might have time to save him." TM:"Funny. You're a funny guy, CWM. However, you're not getting at Zack tonight. You've got him in three days, and since there is no way in hell that match would hold up under normal regulations, I've tweaked it a bit?" CWM:"Tweaked it? Tweaked it how?" TM:"You don't want a match, CWM, let's face it. Neither does Zack. You want a fight." CWM:"Damn right." TM:"So, now that we've agreed on something, I'll see you at World Without End, where you'll have a Street Fight with Zack Malibu!" CWM sneers, then smiles. CWM:"You just signed his death certificate." TM:"You make it sound so easy, when you know it won't be. Now, I've got an important show to run tonight, so are we done here?" CWM:"We're done." TM:"Thank you. Charlie..." Tim walks away, and Charlie Hoss comes over, staring down CWM. CWM looks like he's ready to pop Hoss one, but thinks better of it and just laughs, then walks away. CWM kicks open one of the exit doors to the arena and disappears out of it, while Hoss makes sure he's left for good. Elsewhere backstage... (We see Sly Summers in the Totally Endorsed locker room, lacing up his loafers. He hears a knock on the door, gets up, and answers the door. It's newcomer AJ Flaire.) Sly: "Listen, we got the satellite hooked up in the back just fine. I got some chicks in the hot tub, watching the Disney Channel right now. Thanks, but there's no way I'm giving you a tip. That's Calvin's job." AJ: "No, no...Tim Moysey asked me to tell you that you're booked in a match tonight." Sly: "Wow, they finally decide to utilize the most underappreciated man on this roster. The Internet will love this. They probably should have told me before I changed into these shoes. Who does "Fem" Moysey want me to beat this time? Another chick? Another delusional retarded big guy? He'll probably put me with a monkey this time, since those types love to see me be goofy." AJ: "Actually, you're booked against me." Sly: "Really? Finally, someone who actually seems like they're a serious threat. Oh, wait, you've been here, what, one week?" AJ: "Yeah, this is my first match here." Sly: "You excited?" AJ: "Yeah, for sure." Sly: "Well, wait here a second; Totally Endorsed usually give out a special gift to all you new rookie types.... (goes to the back of the room, comes back with a giant, manilla envelope....and whacks AJ across the skull with it, knocking him out cold.) Hey, I remember this kid from some tape I saw. Guess he's "just phenomonal". (chuckles and pulls out a piece of sheet metal from the envelope)." MC:"That dirty little...fans, when we come back, you're not going to want to miss it. AJ Flaire makes his in-ring debut against Sly Somers. This one is already heating up backstage, and they'll take it to the ring NEXT!"

MC: "We're back, fans, and we are ready to go to the ring. Panther has been warming up backstage, and neither you or I have seen anyone that didn't belong here, so I'm at a loss for who it could be." Coach: "I know how we'll find out..." MC: "How?" Coach: "Let's go to the ring!" (The lights in the arena dim as "State Prop (You Know Us)" by State Property starts up. After a few moments, pyro explodes at the top of the entrance way, as red and white strobe lights flash around the arena. The lights shine down at the entrance way, as Panther, and his manager, Tina, appear, and begin to make their way to the ring. Panther hops up onto the ring apron, as Tina walks to the steel steps, and slowly climbs up them onto the apron. Panther and Tina step into the ring, where Panther poses in the middle of the ring, before giving a quick snap of his fingers, and pyro explodes from all four ring posts. The lights dim back up, as Tina steps through the ring ropes, and to the outside of the ring, and Panther looks towards the entrance, waiting for his opponent.) Michael Cole: I can't wait to see who it is! (After a couple seconds to build the anticipation, "Breathe" by Prodigy starts up. As the fans stand around confuse, Axel makes his way out, stopping short of the end of the entranceway, holding a microphone in his hand.) Coach: Axel is the mystery opponent? It can't be! These two will meet at World Without End! Michael Cole: Are we going to get a preview of the No Holds Barred match at WWE! (Axel starts to wave his hand at the crowd, signaling for them to be quiet.) Axel: Now, calm down. I know what you are thinking. And like always, you are wrong. I am not Panther's mystery opponent for tonight. But, let me tell you a little something about this guy. See, I had to pick the biggest, baddest, meanest mother fucker out there, to take care of that little prick in the ring, Panther. Now, I am sure that you will all be surprised by who I picked, and I'm sure a lot of you will be asking the same question. "Why Axel? Why would you unleash this beast in the OAOAST?" And before you can ask me that, I'll give you the answer. The answer is, that Panther, deserves to be put in the ring with this monster. Panther, after you wake up from the beating you will receive, just remember. YOU DESERVED IT! Ladies and Gentleman, I introduce to you... (A cold, dark voice begins to speak over the loud speakers, as smoke begins to cover the entrance way.) "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." ("Punishment" by BIOHAZARD starts up, as "Good Ol EC'Dub" Rick Heyross, walks out first, followed by "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin. Coach: IT'S BROCK AUSSTIN! NOOOOOOO! Michael Cole: HE'S BACK?? OH GOD NO! Coach: This is NOT a good thing, for ANYBODY on Helddown!, or in the OAOAST for that matter! Michael Cole: I thought we got rid of this monster months ago! Why did Axel bring him back? HOW CAN HE DO THIS TO US? (Axel has a big grin on his face, as Panther stands in the ring, shocked, the same as the audience around the arena. Brock stops at the top of the ramp, and starts doing his "Happy Happy Hoss Dance~!" Brock and Heyross continue their way down to the ring, walking straight pass Axel. The crowd starts booing like mad, remembering the monster that Brock was, and how he destroyed everybody in his way. Brock and Rick make it to the ring, as Heyross walks up the steel steps into the ring, as Brock leaps onto the ring apron from the floor. Brock gives a sick smile towards Panther, as he steps through the ropes into the ring. Panther quickly charges at Brock, and begins unleashing wild rights and lefts, but Brock just shoves Panther backwards into the mat. Panther quickly jumps up to his feet, and charges at Brock again, throwing right and left punches at his head, but again, Brock just pushes him backwards to the mat. Panther, again gets to his feet, and instead of going at Brock with punches, he charges backwards into the ropes. Panther bounces off the ropes, and heads full steam at Brock, but the force of gravity smashes into Panther with a shoulder block, knocking Panther down into the mat, with the back of his head making a sick *SMACK* sound.) Coach: Did you see the impact of Panther's head and the mat? Oh my God! Michael Cole: Brock is a monster! Brock is also still undefeated in action in the OAOAST since his debut several months ago! (Brock leans over, grabbing Panther by the hair, and quickly pulls him up to his feet. But Panther starts to unleash rights and lefts into Brock's rib cage! Panther gets free of Brock's grasp, and charges backwards into the ropes once again. Panther bounces off the ropes, and charges again towards Brock, but Brock drives his giant arm into the chest of Panther, flipping Panther inside out!!) Michael Cole: CLOTHESLINE OF MASS DESTRUCTION!! Coach: The force of that clothesline turned Panther inside out! (The camera cuts over to Axel, who is slowly walking to the ring, with a big smile on his face. On the outside of the ring, Tina begins slapping her hands against the ring apron, trying to get the crowd behind Panther. Brock grabs Panther by his hair, and calmly pulls him up to his feet. Brock steps back, with a playful smile as Panther wobbles back and forth, nearly falling forward onto the Current Big Thing. Brock, ending his play time, grabs Panther around the waist, and tosses him backwards, with a Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex!) Michael Cole: Hossly Goodness! The Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex by the Six Foot-Four Inch, Three Hundred and Twenty Pound monster, known as Brock Ausstin!! Coach: So far, Brock has been destroying Panther. Even playing around with him! I got to give credit to Axel, he knew what he was doing! Michael Cole: Yeah, but at what price? Axel doesn't realize the pain and agony he has unleashed in the OAOAST! (On the outside of the ring, Rick Heyross starts screaming at Brock to finish Panther off. Brock, taking the advice of his agent, grabs Panther by his head, and aggressively pulls him up to his feet. Brock easily lifts the near Two Hundred pounder up onto his shoulders in a Death Valley Driver position!) Coach: F-STUNNER-5! F-STUNNER-5 IS ON IT'S WAY! Michael Cole: NO ONE has ever kicked out of the F-Stunner-5! (Brock stumbles backwards, but keeps his balance, when TINA GRABS BROCKS BOOT FROM OUTSIDE THE RING! Tina struggles to trip Brock, but he is just too big for her! Brock drops Panther down onto the mat, and turns towards Tina, who is still trying to pull him down!) Coach: Tina just stopped the F-Stunner-5! Tina just saved Panther! ("Good Ol' ECDub" Rick Heyross runs around ringside, and grabs Tina around the waist, pulling her off of Brock! Tina pushes Rick back, forcing him to break the hold. Tina leans back, and SMASHES her foot into Rick Heyross' crotch!!!!) Michael Cole: LOW BLOW FROM TINA! Coach: Ohhh! That's going to ruin some of Rick Heyross' plans! (Rick Heyross holds his testicles, and falls face first to the floor, as Tina stands celebrating. But her celebration is stop short, as Brock leans over the top rope, and grabs Tina by her hair! Brock pulls Tina up onto the apron, looking at her face to face! Tina lets out a blood curdling scream, as Brock just starts yelling at her!) Coach: LET HER GO BROCK! Michael Cole: Someone help Tina! (The referee tries to get in between Tina and Brock, but that is no help. The referee pulls on Brock's giant arm, but he won't let go. Brock leans back to strike Tina.... WHEN PANTHER COMES FROM BEHIND WITH A LOW BLOW! THE CROWD EXPLODES IN CHEERS AS BROCK LETS GO OF TINA, AND GRABS HIS GROIN!) Michael Cole: LOW BLOW TO BROCK! LOW BLOW TO BROCK! Coach: Panther with the cheap shot to save his girlfriend! Michael Cole: Brock was about to hit Tina, when Panther came to the save with a low blow! (Brock slowly turns around, still holding his groin, as Panther leaps into the air, and nails Brock in the face with a standing dropkick, that knocks them both to the ground! Panther gets up to his feet, and falls backwards into the corner. Brock, still feeling the effects of the low blow, stumbles up to his feet. Panther climbs up to the middle rope, and leaps off, grabbing Brock by the back of his head, and drives Brock head first into the mat with a Bulldog!) Michael Cole: Middle Rope Bulldog! Coach: PIN HIM PANTHER! MAKE IT TWO WINS IN A ROW! YOU CAN DO IT KID! (Panther quickly flips Brock over onto his back, and struggles to pull Brock's leg up for the pin!) ONE! TWO! (Brock throws Panther off of him, and over the referee!) Coach: Panther almost had the pin! Come on Kid, you can do it! Beat Brock Ausstin and send him back to where he was hiding! (Panther, stunned by the power of Brock, quickly gets up to his feet. Brock stumbles up to his feet, and stumbles towards Panther, who lifts him up over his shoulders, and drops backwards with a Samoan Drop!! Not wasting any time, Panther quickly jumps up to his feet, and heads towards the ropes. Panther steps through the middle and top rope, and walks over to the corner. Panther signals that he is going to the top rope, and the crowd cheers, firmly behind the rookie. Panther climbs up to the top rope, and positions himself, before leaping off, and driving a big elbow into the chest area of Brock Ausstin!!!!) Michael Cole: Top Rope Elbow Drop to Brock Ausstin! Shade's of Shawn Michaels! Coach: Go for the pin! (Instead of listening to Coach, Panther makes the rookie mistake, and gets up to his feet. Panther starts jumping up and down, getting the crowd pumped for what's to come next. Panther walks into the corner, and starts to stomp his foot on the ground, ala Shawn Michaels, setting up for a superkick!) Michael Cole: Panther is going for Shawn Michael's old finishing maneuver, The Sweet Chin Music Superkick! Coach: If he hits this superkick, it could be over! (Panther continues stomping his foot on the ground, as Brock slowly rolls onto his stomach, and begins to make his way to his feet. Brock finally get's to a full standing position, as Panther charges at him. Panther throws his boot into the air, aiming for Brock's jaw, but Brock catches the superkick in midmotion!!! Brock spins Panther around, and goes for a second CLOTHESLINE OF MASS DESTRUCTION, but Panther ducks under it! Panther runs full speed into the corner, and leaps up onto the middle rope. Panther springboards backwards off the middle rope, going for a cross body block, but Brock catches him in mid-air! Brock, using his strength, easily tosses Panther up onto his shoulders in a Death Valley Driver position!!!!) Coach: Brock is going for the F-Stunner-5 again! If he hits this, it is all over! Michael Cole: Say good night to Panther! (Brock goes to spin Panther off his shoulders for the F-Stunner-5, but Panther is able to squeeze out of it, and fall behind Brock, landing on his feet. Panther quickly turns Brock around to face him, and with a quick wrap around Brock's head, Panther drops down, driving Brock face first into the mat with a Panther Cutter!!!!!) Michael Cole: Panther Cutter! It's all over! Brock is out cold! Coach: GET THE PIN PANTHER! GET THE PIN! (Panther turns Brock over onto his back, and goes to lean over for the pin! But before he can, he looks to the outside of the ring, as Axel now has his arm around Tina's throat, and is pulling her towards the back area with him. Panther quickly gets to his feet, and nearly jumps out of the ring, yelling at Axel to let her go.) Coach: Why is Axel doing this to Tina? She never did anything to him! Michael Cole: She did cost him the match last week. Coach: All right, she did do that. But what else has she done? (Though, without hesitation, Axel throws Tina down to the floor, and holds his hands in the air, showing Panther he let her go. Panther continues to yell at Axel, as Brock kips up behind Panther! Panther turns his attention away from Axel, and back to Brock, but it's too late, as Brock quickly lifts Panther up onto his shoulders, Death Valley Driver style. Brock walks into the center of the ring, and turns towards the main camera, and gives out a loud half roar-half scream, as he spins Panther off his shoulders, and drives Panther face first into the mat with the F-Stunner-5!!!!! Panther lays on the mat, motionless, as Brock turns him over onto his back, and hooks the leg for the pin!!) ONE!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!!! Coach: And this match is over! Michael Cole: "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin returns to Helddown! after a three month absence, thanks to Axel. And in return, Brock destroys Panther, the man Axel will face at World Without End, defeating Panther with the dreaded F-Stunner-5! Winner: "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin via F-Stunner-5 ("Punishment" by BIOHAZARD starts up, as Brock gets up to his feet, and lets out another yell, this time in victory. On the outside of the ring, Axel grabs Tina by the back of her hair, and throws her into the steel steps!) Coach: Look what Axel is doing! Now that Panther is out cold, he is attacking Tina! (Brock hops out of the ring, followed by Rick Heyross, as they begin to make their way to the back, with their job finished. Axel lifts up the ring apron, and looks under the ring. After a few moments, Axel pulls out a table! Axel lifts the table, and slides into the ring. Axel turns back towards Tina, and grabs her by her hair, pulling her to her feet, and tossing her into the ring.) Michael Cole: What is Axel doing? Come on! Stop it! (Axel slides into the ring, right after Tina, and gives her a quick boot to the stomach, knocking her down onto the mat, causing the crowd to start a chorus of boos at Axel. Axel turns back to the table, and quickly unhooks the legs, and sets it up to a standing position. Axel walks around the table, and grabs Panther by his hair, and pulls the lifeless rookie up to his feet. Axel drags Panther over to the table, and lays him down on it.) Coach: What is Axel doing? (Axel walks back over to Tina, who is on her hands and knee's, nearly crying in pain. Axel grabs Tina by her hair, and pulls her up to her feet. She starts screaming, and clawing at Axel, trying to get away. Axel aggressively pulls her in between his legs, and wraps his arms around her waist. Quickly pulling her into the air, AXEL DRIVES TINA INTO THE CHEST OF PANTHER WITH A POWERBOMB, PUTTING BOTH OF THEM THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!) Michael Cole: OH MY GOD! NO! Coach: AXEL JUST POWERBOMBED TINA THROUGH PANTHER THROUGH THAT TABLE! Michael Cole: They are both out cold! (Axel hovers over the fallen Panther and Tina, with a smile on his face, as "Breathe" by Prodigy starts up again. Axel poses for the crowd, as they continue to boo him, before stepping through the ropes, and begins to make his way to the back. Medics rush into the ring, and check on Panther and Tina, as OAOAST Helddown! fades to a commercial.)

Coach:"Man, I'm STILL cringing after that Burning Hammer." MC:"Gonna use it as an excuse to get a massage from one of the females, eh Coach?" Coach:"I...no...HOW DID YOU KNOW?" MC:"You make it too easy. Fans, last week, an impressive newcomer by the name of Panther answered Axel's challenge to a No Holds Barred contest, and shocked us all by getting the win over The Dark One. It's no secret that Axel has not been happy as of late, and we take you now to the Totally Endorsed locker room, where Axel has been spotted with Colvid. Hopefully our cameras can pick something up on what Axel has in store for Panther here tonight." We see Axel and Colvid talking in the Totally Endorsed locker room. They look like they are arguing. The camera moves in closer, trying to pick up the conversation. Colvid: "How in the hell could you let him beat you like that last week? He’s a new guy!" Axel: "Don’t piss me off tonight Colvid. I’m in the worst mood possible. Anyway, I made sure that Panther has a good lead up to his match with me this Sunday at World Without End." Colvid: "Oh yeah? How are you going to do that?" Axel: "Well Colvid, I hand picked Panthers opponent for tonight." Colvid: "Who is it man?" Axel: "Well, he and I have had a bit of a history, but now that’s sorted, and he’s back from his hiatus." Colvid: "But who is it man?" Axel: "Well, if you really want to know…" *Axel notices the camera and turns toward it quickly* Axel (to cameraman): "Hey! What in the hell do you think you are doing? Have you ever heard of a private conversation?" *The camera goes backward quickly, and starts to turn around* Axel: "No! Stay here, I’ve got something to say." *Camera turns back around to Axel. Colvid is out of the shot* Axel: "Panther, last week you took me by surprise. You needed your little bitch to get involved to beat me. Last week, I wanted to make a statement that I was going to be the most feared wrestler in the OAOAST. I wanted to make an impression, but you had to go and ruin it for me. You and your little bitch." Axel grunts, and continues... "Well, this Sunday, I get my revenge. Panther, at World Without End, its No Holes Barred. That means I can do what ever I can think of to you, and nobody can do a thing. Not the ref, not the officials, not even Moysey. I want to hurt you. I want to maim you. I want to make sure that you wish you had never accepted my challenge in the first place. And if your bitch gets involved, I’ll make sure she gets what’s coming to her too. Panther, tonight, the pain begins. As you may have heard, I have picked your opponent for tonight. It will be a surprise to you, and it will be just a taste of what is coming this Sunday. Panther, you will feel the pain, taste the pain, and when it’s all said and done, I will make you like the fuckin’ pain." *Axel rolls his eyes up in the back of his head and pushes the camera away* Cole: "Damn, Axel is really pissed off. But who could be Panthers opponent tonight?" Coach: "I don’t know Cole, but whoever it is, it looks like Axel is going to make sure it's a tough night for Panther." Cole: "We'll find out soon enough, as that match is set to take place after this break. Panther debuted as a mystery opponent last week, and now faces one of his own. When we come back we'll find out exactly whom Axel has chosen, so stay with us!"

The OU fight song booms over the arena speakers as Ryan Smith comes out to a resounding chorus of cheers. Coach:"Man, Ryan Smith damn near gave me a heart attack. I thought that old fogie got traded to our brand or something?" MC:"Who would we trade to get him?" Coach:"I dunno...janitor maybe?" Smith walks to the ring with a look of hard determination not even slapping the fans hands as most babyfaces would do. He enters the ring and grabs the microphone RS: "Now I know many of you have heard that Damaramu is set to debut any day right here on HeldDown! Yeah and you're probably asking yourself "Who's this guy!?" And on the flipside many of you may recognize me as Ryan Smith! The greatest amateur wrestler to ever grace the squared circle!" *a large group of fans cheer in recognition* MC:"Ryan Smith with some fans here in attendance tonight." RS: "Now I know all of you know who Damaramu is! Yeah that cocky punk from New Japan Pro Wrestling. Yeah well he couldn't hack it in Japan so he's come to America to try and make it! Well I got news for you Dama...I'm 10 times meaner and 10 times tougher than any Japanese wrestler you'll ever run into! And if you think all of that stuff that happened in college is water under the bridge....oh boy do you have another thing coming.....now I'm here for one re..." *Ryan Smith is cut off as the opening drum beats from Dropkick Murphy's "The Worker's Song" hits* Smith softly, though audibly, mutters "Oh this is rich.......come on!" into the microphone. Some fans may not recognize who's coming out, but he does. Ryan Smith drops the microphone and squats down waiting for Damaramu to head to the ring....however while watching the entrance he doesn't notice Dama sneaking through the crowd. The fans pop big in recognition of the former Japanese superstar but it turns to a chorus of boo's as he makes his intentions known by entering the ring behind Ryan Smith Having dropped the mic, Ryan's words cannot be heard by anyone, but he looks to be calling on his old rival, whom he has not noticed is in the ring. RS: "Come on! Where are you!?" In a quick flash, Dama catches Ryan from behind with a waistlock and nails a hard german suplex. Ryan is caught off guard as Dama ends up on top of him with some hard elbows crashing into the back of Smith's neck. Dama stands up as Smith lays in pain and grabs the microphone! Dama: "I have arrived! And nobody is going to stop me from taking over this entire federation and takiing the OAOAST championship back to NJPW! This place is merely a stepping stone for my rise to greatness. And Ryan Smith....you're the first little piece of stone that I'm going to step on. Now why don't you get up and fight me? I SAID GET UP AND FIGHT ME!" Dama drops the microphone and stands behind Ryan Smith waiting for him to stand. Smith comes to his feet stumbling backwards towards Dama. Dama catches Smith and drapes him over his shoulders in a reverse DVD style. Dama screams and drops Smith with the Burning Hammer. Smith hits the ground hard as his neck is jarred on Dama's shoulder. He starts to clutch at his neck but slowly slips into unconciousness. MC:"He could have broken his neck!" Coach:"Actually, I think he was aiming to do that!" Dama: "Let this be a lesson to anybody that wants to fight me! And as for you Smith...I'll see you in the ring next week." Dama's music hits as he points at the camera with a stoic look on his face. He looks at the booing fans and then slides out of the ring and slowly walks up the aisle, ignoring all the booing fans. The cameras zoom in on this new force, his scowl and stare piercing through anyone who looks at him. Dama disappears through the curtain, and once he's out of view the camera fades, taking us to our first commercial break.

OAOAST HeldDOWN~! October 23, 2003 TONIGHT: The road to World Without End travels through HeldDOWN~! territory, as we are days away from the PPV extravaganza. Will any of the champions remain with their belts intact after title wave? Could CWM look to screw Zack Malibu out of another potential title win to further their blood feud? Will Coach keep it in his pants for once? These questions and many more will be answered... NOW~! Coming to you live and in living color, but minus the Wayans family, it's the most exciting wrestling program in the world today. Now, it's off to our hosts, the men who call it like it is, whether you like it or not... MC:"Fans, we are hear, we are live, and what a night we have in store for you on HeldDOWN~! I'm Michael Cole, and I can't hear myself think over this crowd!" Coach:"Of course, I'm Jonathan Coachman, and these fans are in eager anticipation of tonight's main event. Tonight, for the first time ever, the three singles titles recognized by HeldDOWN~! will be on the line in ONE match. Tim Moysey has put together a show stealer with that contest, and I for one cannot wait to see what happens." MC:"The fact that Crystal is in it just furthers your opinion of that matchup now, doesn't it?" Coach:"Hey, I want my girl to win. With just three days until she meets Calvin Szechstein one on one, she might wind up with his belt around her waist tonight. Even better, she could defeat either Northstar or Ragdoll tonight, defeat Calvin on Sunday, and be a dual champion!" MC:"That'd be great for the female demographic for sure. There are so many possibilities going into that match. Can Zack Malibu regain the World Title he lost two months ago? Mad Matt...can he take the X Title away from the man who has held it with an iron grip? So many questions, and they'll be answered later tonight." Coach:"Can't forget everything else we have in store either, MC!" MC:"Not at all. We've got some amazing matchups lined up for you tonight. Several debuts are taking place tonight, including newcomer AJ Flaire taking on Totally Endorsed's Sly Somers. I know Panther is here, as is Axel, and just one week into his tenure here Panther has managed to draw the ire of the dark one. So much is shaping up on our brand, it's hard to keep track, but it definitely keeps the fans entertained. So while they seem to be ready, Coach, are you ready?" Coach:"I'm ready baby!" MC:"Here we go fans, another round of HeldDOWN~! is coming your way NOW~!"

Dude, he's a net writer. How much can he possibly make?

No kidding. He's on show after show, and I think we can count his matches on one hand.

Styles vs. Acid would be tremendous. I could see David Young being turned on by Gilbertti, and finding a partner to try and unseat Diamond/Swinger down the line as well. Probably another Wildside guy that makes the occasional appearance (Jimmy Rave?).

Doring/Roadkill 3LK AMW Triple X (or at least Daniels/Skipper, going by current plans) Diamond/Swinger Siaki/Ekmo The Naturals That's if they keep the Naturals, and if Siaki/Ekmo stay a full fledged team (which, IMO they should). It's pretty even to say the least.

It's definitely logical. I don't see Daniels playing a part in this storyline, since the most recent Observer I read mentioned TNA considering reforming Triple X, or at least the Daniels/Skipper duo.

Another idea I had was that it could be a swerve. Douglas could set up Sabin (for example) by saying he'll be the new Franchise, with Sabin unsure of if he wants that moniker or not. Then have somebody new come in and attack him, fully turning Sabin face and setting him up in a nice feud. Kazarian, maybe? I wouldn't want it, but this could be the heel turn we've been waiting on.

It could, quite possibly, be due to the fact that even though his in-ring skills have greatly diminished, he still had enough presence and charisma to make the Raven program into the top one in TNA at the time. Not taking anything away from Raven, but just because he's viewed as the top face doesn't mean every heel he fights draws major heat. Douglas held up his end of that feud well, can still cut a good promo, and will be an asset as an advisor to someone who is lacking in the mic department (I'm guessing either Shane or Sabin).

I can vouch for this one, trust me. Aren't you glad Douglas is going into an advisor role now, Bob, or am I still gonna have to hear the bashings over AIM?

Opinion is one thing, but you have no backup on a lot of these "opinions". For instance, you confused Sonjay Dutt with Jerelle Clark earlier, and when I pointed it out, you said they were "all the same". To me, that's like Vince McMahon's thinking of how every Japanese guy on his roster is the same, etc. Also, where is your knowledge coming from of Sonjay being overrated. The guy has gotten rave reviews in CZW, IWA Mid South, and MLW BEFORE even appearing on TNA, so it's not like he's a guy who was all hype, no substance. Have you ever seen any of that work?

This is getting really repetitive now, and not in a good way.

No clue what I'm dressing up as yet. I'm seeing if I can put together some type of Halloween party at my hangout, a coffee shop in town. I'm good friends with the owner, and he's got a big screen in there, so I suggested shutting down the lights, lighting candles, and having a Halloween Horror night or something, with horror movies playing through the night, etc. Should be a good time if I can pull it off.

KISS Reunion Tour-Fleetcenter in Boston, 1996. Went there with my cousin and had floor seats, center stage vicinity, 7 rows back. Between the music and the energy they put forth in that concert, it was a blast. Freestyle Rush Tour 2003-Just a few weeks back. To say I'm a big fan of freestyle music is an understatement. To this day it eats up about 80% of my playlist, and I'm always looking for more of it to add. Growing up, my cousin was a backup performer (vocals, dancing) for Stevie B., one of the major freestyle artists who crossed over and had quite a few Top 40 hits in the late 80's-mid 90's. So the lineup included Stevie B., TKA, K7 (who is one of the TKA guys, but had a smash single in the mid 90's with "Come Baby Come"), George Lamond, Lisa Lisa, Coro, and Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock. The venue was the Providence Performing Arts Center, which is by no means a small place. I went there with a friend of mine and my cousins, and this had to be the best concert experience EVER. The place was sold out, packed to teh rafters, and every single act kept the energy flowing, to the point where not ONE PERSON was sitting down. Instead they were dancing, singing, even filling up the aisles and being allowed up on the stage to dance with the artists at various points. Just a tremendous scene. BTW, OldSchool, you saw The Cover Girls and BBD? You have no idea how much I envy you right now.

::Sends numerous net geeks who hang on his every word for Keith's autograph. He faints from exhaustion.::

Honky is very plausible, since a lot of people called Jarrett's old gimmick things like "second rate Honky Tonk Man", etc. Plus, I believe he's fairly big in Memphis. Here's a list of people Hart has managed off the top of my head. Keep in mind he's managed a lot in Memphis, and I'm not familiar with each of those guys from that long ago. Honky Tonk Man Nasty Boys (could be Knobs, I doubt Saggs) Greg "The Hammer" Valentine King Kong Bundy Meng Earthquake Typhoon Ted DiBiase IRS/Mike Rotundo The Mountie Lex Luger Kamala (Dungeon of Doom days) and, one that is incredibly plausible given the fact that this is a Hogan angle... Are you ready for it... BRUTUS BEEFCAKE.

Hope you feel better, CWM.

You apparently aren't too familiar with Sonjay Dutt, since JERELLE CLARK is the man famous for the 630 splash.

Doring doesn't really do it for me, but Roadkill is gonna be over HUGE soon as a cult favorite.

Or London, if the Spanky/London team is a long-term deal (even though they got squashed like all hell...).