Zack and The Wildcards segments for tonight.

[Zack Malibu 0]

I would really appreciate if the first and last segments could bookend the show. You can just put the segment where Zack arrives somewhere in the early/middle portion of the show.

 

 

 

 

Anaheim, Californa. Home of the Mighty Ducks, and the latest stop on the OAOAST tour. It’s Thursday night – Do you know where your barbwire wrapped baseball bats are?

 

No?

 

Then stick around and they may just show up on TV. Now over to Sofa Central where Michael Cole and Coach are ready to greet the viewers at home.

 

COLE

Welcome to HeldDOWN~! Liiiiiiiiiiive from Anaheim where the OAOAST brings you the hard hitting action as always!

 

COACH

Damn right we do! And tonight even more so as we’ll have highlights from Syndicated in addition to some great matches in that very ring.

 

COLE

Leon Rodez is set to issue another 24/7 challenge, we’ve got the big man in act-

 

COACH

Yeah, yeah, yeah that’s all nice Cole, but the fans want to know about Zack, they want to see the shit hit the fan!

 

COLE

Can we say *beep* on TV??

 

COACH

I can cause I’m the heel!!

 

COLE

What’s that?

 

COACH

I said “I ca-“

 

COLE

No not you...on the headset. Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been informed that something interesting is happening out by the front entrance.

 

The shot changes from Sofa Central to the front of the arena, it’s a lovely light summers evening but no one seems to be paying attention to the view as a pair of police motorcycles pull up in front of the building followed by a stretch Hummer-limo, a police cruiser, a black van and then another set of police motorcycles.

 

COLE

It almost looks like the president is coming!

 

COACH

Or 50 Cent – YO FIDDY!!

 

When the motorcade stops a security team steps out of the van and the front seat of the stretch Hummer looking very official and very serious about protecting whomever is inside. After having run all the way from the locker rooms Josh Matthews finally appears on the scene looking for some answers.

 

MATTHEWS

*catches his breath* Alright Josh Matthews here, and I’m going to find out what this is all about.

 

He puts the microphone in the face of a huge wide shouldered black man.

 

MATTHEWS

Who’s in the limo?

 

. . .

 

MATTHEWS

Come on you can tell me! Why the massive security precautions??

 

. . .

 

MATTHEWS

It’s Zack isn’t it? It’s got to be Zack, and he probably brought Candie and little baby Jenna with him to keep them safe. It’s Malibu isn’t it?

 

. . .

 

The big guy doesn’t respond. Instead he steps aside as the door opens and out emerges Bruce Blank, followed by Todd Cortez and Bloodshed, all of them looking around a bit nervously.

 

COLE

THE WILDCARDS?? WHAT THE HELL?

 

MATTHEWS

The Wildcards? What the hell are you guys doing with a security detail like this?

 

Neither Cortez nor Bloodshed seem very interested in talking to Josh Matthews, so the task falls upon Bruce.

 

BLANK

Isn’t it obvious? I mean Zack Malibu will be here tonight and you know what a hot head he is.

 

MATTHEWS

HOT HEAD?

 

BLANK

Totally, and I just KNOW that he’ll take what happened last week the wrong way, that he’s going to blow it totally out of proportion and make it like we did something wrong.

 

COLE

They did do something wrong! They did something vile and disturbing and they went too far!

 

COACH

Hey I ain’t going to argue with you, and honestly whatever Zack does tonight they’ll have deserved it.

 

BLANK

Besides have you been in the locker rooms? It’s not secret we’re not liked, people resent it when they’re told they suck and are then shown that it’s true. After last week though. . . I wouldn’t put it past them to try something underhanded.

 

CORTEZ

...and The Wildcards, well you know we don't condone that sort of behavior.

 

MATTHEWS

EXCUSE me?

 

BLANK

I’m sure a lot of them would love to take a cheap shot at us, so these guys are here to make sure that’s not happening – now excuse me Matthews, I’ve got more important things to do.

 

Bruce heads off with Cortez and Bloodshed over to a small area where a couple of chairs, a table and a TV has been set up. The Wildcards sit down and start to watch the broadcast while the police and security team gather around them to keep them safe.

 

COACH

They’re not even coming into the building? They’re that paranoid?

 

COLE

It’s not paranoia if the entire federation IS out to get you, but they’ll have to venture into the ring sooner or later tonight – we’ve not heard the last from them!

 

COACH

And what will happen when Zack Malibu shows up!?

 

COLE

Then the *beep* will REALLY hit the fan!

[Zack Malibu 0]

Back from break, we're taken outside the arena to the sunny California sky, as The Wildcards are sitting back at their makeshift area, surrounded by their own personal security force. Blank, Cortez and Bloodshed have voluntarily been enjoying the action from outside due to their reservations about entering the arena after the horrific turn their war with Zack Malibu took last week. For now though, they seem content avoiding trouble for once.

 

Until trouble finds them.

 

"Yo, Wildcards!"

 

Bursting through the front doors of the pond, The Hooligans storm over to the makeshift viewing area, quickly finding themselves blocked off by a wall of burly bodyguards, and LAPD.

 

"5-0 better back their bitch asses up, before I start gettin' ig'nant!" spouts Jamie O'Hara at one of the cops, who peers at the small British bad boy over the rim of his sunglasses.

 

"Easy J..." snaps Static. "...this is the LAPD, baby! I mean, they're the most powerful police force in the whole country! I mean, they beat on Rodney King, they let OJ kill his wife and then go hit nine holes, and now they're protectin' three punk bitches who broke in to a house and accosted a woman and her newborn daughter. You can't argue with a resume like that!"

 

The cops do not look impressed, as they inch towards The Hooligans, while the security detail remains behind them. True to their defiant nature, The Hooligans step forward, not worried in the slightest about getting up in the grills of LA's finest. Before The Hooligans can react any further and cause an incident the likes of which the wrestling world could stand to do without, an agitated Bruce Blank pushes security aside and storms over, with Cortez and Bloodshed right behind.

 

"You got balls, boys. Just couldn't leave well enough alone, coul..."

 

SLAP~!

 

O'Hara, ever the instigator, springs up and cracks Blank with a slap before he can get a word out. Blank sneers and rubs his cheek as he stares at O'Hara, who shoves one of the cops right back when he goes to detain him. The cop, having had it with Jamie's attitude, lunges forward, but it's Blank of all people who stops him.

 

"Let me tell YOU somethin', Blank. This war didn't end when we got the World Six Man Tag Team Titles. Yeah, we've got more stuff on our plate, and we ain't lookin' to be choir boys either...but what you did last week went TOO far. You're lookin' at three guys who made Malibu's life hell without ever crossin' that line. A girl? A BABY GIRL? You three sick sons of bitches made this real personal now, and Malibu's gonna have at ya...but we figured we'd make a courtesy call and give you a little verbal bitchslap of our own. We're not gonna cause a ruckus out here."

 

"Because you know you'd be on the losin' end." mutters Blank.

 

Jax steps forward, getting nose to nose with Blank, until Static starts in again.

 

"Nah, you see Blank, what you did...only one man can make you pay for that. We take you out now...and BELIEVE ME, tossin' a few of these 5-0 types on that fire would be a joy to us...but that won't cure the hate in Zack Malibu's heart. The hate he has for YOU, and for what you did. You crossed his personal boundaries, and now you gotta pay. Us? We'll kick yo' ass for fun any day of the week. This war you got into now...it goes a LOT deeper than that. What you've started...bro, I don't even think you three scumbags are ready for it."

 

The Hooligans inch back, still staring at The Wildcards, while O'Hara fires a loogie down on the boot of one of the cops, who simply looks at it, then back at the smiling gangsta. The cameras close in on The Wildcards, and eventually Blank's face, as it looks like they've struck a chord. It looks like the big man is worried, and with good reason.

[Zack Malibu 0]

Back once again to an exterior shot of The Pond, but things aren't going too swimmingly tonight (get it!?). The Wildcards are still positioned at their makeshift station outside, although that hasn't seemed to have worked as well as they've thought. The Hooligans have already made their feelings clear earlier tonight, and one can only imagine the reaction of everybody inside the building when The Wildcards finally enter it. Security is tight around the three men, and after The Hooligans incident earlier, the security force doesn't seem to be in any mood to mess around.

 

"BLANK! BLANK YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

 

That's probably the best news for The Wildcards, because the screaming is heard loud and clear as from out of nowhere...ZACK MALIBU HAS ARRIVED~! He IMMEDIATELY charges the Wildcards area, and Blank, Cortez and Bloodshed all get to their feet and back up, letting security flow in front of them. Malibu is grabbed around the waist by one of the suited security men, and the former World Champion starts hammering the individual on the back, trying to break his grip!

 

"LET ME GO! HE WENT AFTER MY DAUGHTER! MY FAMILY! YOU LET ME GO!"

 

Malibu is swinging wildly, catching one cop across the face with a back fist as he tries to snare Malibu's arm in restraint. The security force struggles, but eventually four of them are able to push Malibu back, dragging him up the stairs to The Pond.

 

"GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF ME NOW!"

 

Malibu screams and pleads, and as the security is trying to push him into the front door of The Pond, OAOAST roster members flock to the front door, screaming for security to let Malibu go, showing support for Zack! The Hooligans charge right out the front door and start shoving and swinging, getting in the face of anyone who comes near them...and the same cop that took issue with Jamie O'Hara earlier whips out a can of mace, spraying Jamie in the eyes to back him up!

 

"AAAAGH! MOTHERF...DAMMIT!"

 

Johnny Jax, now angrier than ever, charges the cop, but Static decides that they need to get O'Hara in. Meanwhile Malibu is fighting to get through the human shields, but eventually is driven inside. Once blocked in, security stands at the front doors to the arena, putting their weight on the one Malibu tries to exit through, doing their best to earn their paycheck for the night.

 

COLE

Fans...what a scene we've got outside. Zack Malibu is HERE, we've got wrestlers brawling with police...this is NOT a good scene tonight!

 

COACH

I told you Cole, the shit was gonna hit the fan!

 

COLE

Zack Malibu, you can hear the desperation in his voice...his family was put in danger due to his rivalry with Blank, and Blank exploited it! He exploited the man's family on national television, just...just to prove a sick point!

 

COACH

Mikey Cole, there hasn't been a feud on a personal level like this in a long time...maybe ever. Last week was one of the most sickening things The Wildcards have done since their arrival, and it didn't involve barbed wire, or glass, or chains. It was...it was the worst thing they'd ever done, and tonight...I hope to God tonight, straight up, that they pay for it.

[Zack Malibu 0]

Back from our final break, and when we return The Wildcards are now in the arena, and more importantly, in the ring. Security continues to surround them, as police officers and bodyguards surround both the outside area of the ring, as well as the three Wildcards inside it. The fans are relentless in their booing and throwing of trash, as the ring looks like a filty city street, stained with soda, beer, and whatever else has been hurled at Bruce, Todd, and Bloodshed.

 

COLE

Welcome back, fans. As you can see, The Wildcards have entered the arena finally, apparently to "explain their actions" from last week. The OAOAST felt it best to have them enter during a commercial break, as they were able to do so without incident...however there is a man backstage who is not looking for an explanation tonight...he's looking for blood.

 

Seeing that it's time, Blank leans over the ropes and waves for Michael Buffer to hand him the microphone. Having never been a fan of The Wildcards in the first place, Buffer sits still, defiant of Blank's request. Blank shouts at the famed announcer, calling for the mic again, but Buffer sits still, not giving in to the most hated man in the OAOAST. Now Cortez comes over and starts shouting as well, but Buffer stands up and flips them both off, sitting back down as the crowd roars!

 

COACH

You tell 'em, Buffer!

 

Angry, Cortez shoots out of the ring and shoves Buffer down, out of his seat, and grabs the microphone off the timekeepers table, delivering it to his partner. The crowd boos the actions of the "Urban Legend", and continue booing as Blank starts to talk.

 

BLANK

Now befo...zzzzzzzzzzkpft.

 

Blank pauses, then taps the microphone. He begins speaking again, but this time, the mic isn't picking up his voice.

 

COLE

Seems like they're having problems in the truck, and...wait...I'm getting word...Coach, I'm getting word from the truck that production has cut the power in the mic!

 

COACH

Ha ha!

 

COLE

Bruce Blank, he targeted Zack's family, and now he's paying the price from Zack's other family...the OAOAST!

 

Blank throws the mic down in disgust, and starts shouting at the crowd...who quickly come alive when the sight of Zack Malibu storming, and then running down the aisleway is seen!

 

COLE

ZACK MALIBU IS OUT HERE!

 

COACH

Ooooooooooooooooooh man.

 

Malibu charges towards The Wildcards again, and Blank has the gall to put his two hands up and beg off, as security forms a wall again, preventing Zack from getting to The Wildcards. Malibu's face is red, as he is fuming, having to stare at the man who was ballsy enough to enter his home and corner his girlfriend and daughter act like a coward. Without hesistation, Malibu starts pushing cops and bodyguards aside, scattering them around as he tries to get to Bruce Blank!

 

COLE

He's fighting everyone! He wants Bruce Blank and The Wildcards!

 

Malibu struggles, but again his tackled by the waist and this time taken to the canvas by security, who pin him to the mat! The Wildcards stand back and let security do their work, as one of the LAPD officers says to hold Zack down, as they plan on handcuffing him. Zack seems to calm down and oblige as he's rolled onto his back, but as they go for his arms, he jolts upward, grabbing the cop by the waist and then shoving him to the canvas, as he's got something in his hand.

 

ZACK MALIBU HAS JUST STOLEN THE OFFICERS GUN.

 

COLE

Coach...

 

COACH

Oh my God.

 

Malibu spins around and waves the gun, pointing it squarely at The Wildcards. His lip quivering, his body trembling, Malibu extends his arm out, pointing the gun in the direction of one man, and one man only. Bruce Blank. The entire arena is silent, as you could hear a pin drop amdist the chaos everyone is seeing right now. Emotion overtakes Zack, as tears fall from his eyes despite the grim determination in his eyes...the intent on gaining revenge for his family. Blank, for the first time we've ever seen, is white as a ghost as he's looking down the barrel of a gun. Malibu coldly stares at Blank, his demeanor doing all the talking while he keep him at bay. Police and security continue trying to talk Malibu down, not wanting anything irrational, or even fatal, to happen. Malibu slowly steps back, still clutching the gun in his hand, although his arm begins to shake. One of the LAPD comes over to him and slowly lowers his arm, then takes the gun from him, as he's spun around and handcuffed. A sigh of relief is breathed by everyone in attendance, as what could have happened didn't. Malibu is lowered to the canvas and then rolled out under the bottom rope in handcuffs, and led up the aisleway, out of the arena. The fans, the staff...everyone and anyone look on as Zack Malibu, the OAOAST poster boy, the former World Champion, and a father of a newborn babygirl, faces the ultimate in public humilation.

 

While the men who accosted his family remain free and clear of any wrongdoing.

 

FADE OUT.