
[The camera moves through the hallway of the arena. The camera closes in on a door and the door inches open. Through the crack in the door, we can clearly see Ash standing in front of a mirror. In his hand is an electric razor and he moves the razor along his head, leaving a long strip of hair missing. He continues until his entire head is shaven, then covers his head in shaving cream. He picks up a straight razor in order to completely leave his head clean shaven. Suddenly, he drops the razor in the sink and shoots a wild eyed glare at the camera spying on him. He charges the camera, causing shaving cream to fly off of his head, and slams into the door, knocking the cameraman for a loop.]
[The camera shows "Furious" Jesse Falcon standing at a door in the backstage area of of the arena in Evensville, IN. He knocks on the door. A voice from inside the room answers, "Who is it?"]
FJF: It's me! Jesse Falcon!
[Inside the room a voice is heard sighing and the grumbling before saying, "Come in!" Falcon opens the door and closes it and the name on the door is now clearly seen: Commissioner Dupree. Cut to the interior of the office.]
CD: Hey Jess, how are ya?
FJF: I'm not too shabby, Chad. Yourself?
[Dupree eyes him harshly.]
FJF: Right right. Dumb question. Listen, I KNOW you're in a fowl mood after, you know, Erik losing his life's work, everything sucking right now and... well...
[Dupree simply looks at him.]
FJF: Okay, uh... Listen, I'm in this King of the Cage tourney, right? And I'm extremely grateful for you and Erik putting me in it and all, but I gotta know... Who am I facing?
CD: (sighs and shakes his head) Listen Jess. You know that I'm not gonna tell you that. The first round is a BLIND round. The whole point of that is so you DON'T KNOW who you're facing.
FJF: Yeah, yeah! I know! But, you know, I thought maybe you could make an exception for me.
[Falcon grins.]
CD: Nice try.
FJF: C'mon Chad! What have I ever done against you!?
CD: What have you ever done FOR me?
FJF: Don't change the subject Chad!
CD: I'm not telling you Falcon.
FJF: But... but.... Look at this!
[Falcon jumps from his chair and pulls his shirt off to reveal the words "SSN Sucks" painted on his chest and stomach. Dupree, frustrated, stares at him.]
CD: Get out.
FJF: But...
CD: OUT! Go bug Gottfried! That bastard deserves the torture, not me.
[Falcon leaves the room with a pout on his face.]
[Backstage, several wrestlers have congregated in the locker room of "Mr. Main Event" Rob Sampson. The wrestlers are all trying to talk, with each new participant trying to speak louder than the preceding one. Finally Sampson stands up from his chair and looks around the room.]
RS: Guys, look, I know you're all concerned with Marcus Gottfried being in charge now but you can't panic because that's what he wants us to do. I know how this guy works from experience. All we can do right now is play along and see how things are going to go. I wish Zieba was still in charge too, but he's not and we've got to face that. Now everyone just go do your thing and get ready for the show. I'll talk to Gottfried, don't worry.
[Fade out.]


[The camera cuts to Roberts Stadium in Evansville, Indiana. As the camera pans around it picks up tens of thousands of screaming EWI fans waiving their signs and sounding off with several chants for their favorite stars. The camera then cuts to Brett Sanders and Garrett MacFarland who are in the announcer's booth getting ready for tonight's action.]
BS: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to what is sure to be a history breaking event in our sport. Welcome to Heatwave in Evansville! Tonight is the starting point for The Road to Genesis! With me, as always, is my man Garrett McFarland. Gary Mac what's goin on?
GM: Zieba is out of power and the SSN, along with Mr. Gottfried, is in total control! Sure Zieba made some last minute decisions, but that's what you come to expect from a man that was running scared and KNEW his days were numbered!
BS: That might be the case and all ...
GM: Brett face reality. That IS the case! Zieba is GONE! SSN is here to stay!
BS: I don't care what you say Tabu's foot was on the ropes!
GM: Go find the preacherman Hellfighter, SSN's Extreme World Champion, and explain your case to him.
[Crazy Town's "Darkside" starts up on the arena sound system as Marcus Gottfried emerges from backstage and heads out to the ring. A ring attendant hands him a microphone as he climbs into the ring. The music dies down and Gottfried looks out at the crowd as he begins to speak.]
MG: Well, well, well...how different things are now. Eddy Love defeats Tabu and things around here start to change immediately. First of all, Erik Zieba is DONE here in EWI! Goodbye and good riddance to that...that...LUSH!
[The crowd boos loudly.]
MG: You can boo me all you want but keep in mind that it is my extremely kind nature that allows this third-rate promotion to stay on the air. Without me, there would not be an EWI now! Without me, you would not get to see Eddy Love...or Cole Steele...or Tribal Instinct! The very best talent in the world works for the Super Sports Network!
[The crowd's boos intensify.]
MG: I know that right now in the back there are some wrestlers worried about their future. All I have to say about that is that if you all play by the rules and do as you're told you are in no danger of losing your position with this company. Cross me, however, and you can join Erik Zieba on the unemployment line! I can't do a damn thing about this King of the Cage tournament because Erik Zieba is a bit smarter than I gave him credit for but I won't hesitate to pull the plug on this show if things get out of hand. There's a new regime in town and you'd better learn to toe the line real quick.
[Clawfinger's "Biggest and the Best" suddenly begins to play and the crowd comes to their feet and begins cheering as "Mr. Main Event" Rob Sampson walks out from the back holding a microphone in his right hand and the Federation title belt secured around his waist. Sampson remains on the entrance stage and after his music fades out he holds the microphone up to his mouth and begins to speak.]
RS: You know, Marcus, no one knows how you work better than I do. I feel partially responsible for you gaining control of EWI because it was me who helped you get a foothold here. I can't do anything to change that, but what I can do is let you know that you might run things around here now, but you do not control me. Now before you say anything about me losing my job, you might want to think twice unless you'd like to see myself and the Federation title belt show up on an edition of CSWA Primetime or NthWA Onslaught and start trashing your little network. I've been the biggest problem you've had to deal with since Eddy Love joined your little faction and that's not going to change now. You can try and buffalo the boys in the back all you want, but you know damn well that if you fire them for not pledging loyalty to SSN they'll have grounds for a lawsuit, so let's just not even go there, okay? I'm involved in the King of the Cage tournament, but if you think that's going to detract from me trying to make your life miserable, think again. The fact is, Marcus, I'm your worst nightmare and it's you who had better think about that!
MG: For interrupting my victory celebration, you've bought yourself a whole heap of trouble, Sampson! I'd love nothing more than to fire your ass, but I've seen your ever-so-carefully-worded contract and I know you stand to make even more money from SSN if I do that, so for now all I'm going to say is that somewhere, someday, somehow, I will get the better of you, Sampson. Now get off my stage!
RS: Oh I'm going alright, but you keep in mind what I said. Be seein' ya...real soon.
[Cut to the announce table where Brett Sanders and Garrett McFarland sit in somewhat stunned silence.]
BS: Sampson is standing his ground!
GM: Sampson has always been like that. What Gottfried needs to do is to just strip the title and suspend him. They do it in other places when disloyal workers don't do what the boss wants and they should do it to him.
BS: I know what you're saying and this is not the CSWA. Folks, coming up in our first match of the night is the first of five double debut matches for the EW ....
GM: Before you even finish that it's SSN.
BS: They control the EWI, but it is still the EWI!
GM: All right, but if Gottfried hears ya you could be fired.
BS: Whatever. Folks let's go to the ring and see Big D and Napolean Kadofi!
Napolean Kadofi, being lead by his manager Big Kastro, are the first to hit the ring under a mixed reaction from the crowd, but the sounds change to cheers as Big D comes walking out from behind the curtain and into the ring. As the bell sounded it was Big D who took the early control of the match hitting Kadofi with several moves keeping the man from Oakland offguard, but it was when he tried to go for a Top Rope Shoulder Block that the momentum changed. As D was about to leap that's when Kadofi's manager put up his best hand and pushed D of the top unnoticed by the ref. Attacking with power moves Kadofi looked like he was about to win, but after a freak accident, when he hit D with a running powerbomb, Kadofi looked like he was in obvious pain. Unknowing what is going on, D took advantage of the moment and rolled up Kadofi for the pin and the win.
BS: Big D is the winner, but that's not the story at hand right now. What happened to Napolean Garrett? Any ideas?
GM: Well from what I can tell when he landed he must've shot a nerve or something through his lower spine cause he is NOT in a healthy mood.
BS: As the EMT's come out to check out what's going on we've got to break away for a bit. When we return it'll be Chris Rafter taking on Nightshade!
BS: Welcome back everyone. As we were away the EMT's took Napolean Kadofi away on the gurney and loaded him onto an ambulance and took him to a local Evansville hospital for X-Rays. Hopefully nothing serious has happened.
GM: It's always good to see new talent enter into a league so that they can get a feel for the big time, but when something like this happens it's a bad site to see.
BS: Coming up next folks we've got another set of wrestlers ready to go as Nightshade takes on Chris Rafter.
GM: Rafter has been around the block in several different leagues picking up such titles as the EWI Heavyweight World Title, but as you know once you hit here it means nadda. He's gonna have to put his knowledge of the ring up against a vitural unknown in the form of Nightshade. And with his manager Orchid, and the way she likes to get involved, anything can truly happen.
BS: Folks this one is ready to start so let's get to the ring for our next match!
BS: And Nightshade takes this one in a very good contest for both wrestlers.
GM: Rafter was close in this one, but Nightshade was the better man this night and it showed. And did you see his manager Orchid? These two remind you of a wrestling couple we know?
BS: I wouldn't even go there Garrett. Folks we've got to break away, but when we return it's Chest Goodbody taking on Waz Up!
GM: Wasabi?
BS: Waz Up.
GM: Oh! WAAASSSZZZUP!!!!
BS: Would you stop! Folks we'll be right back!
(The arena lights abruptly blackout. A gray mist seeps out from underneath the rampway and covers it as red lights flash throughout the arena. A live version of "The Wretched" by Nine Inch Nails begins to play as the red flashing lights switch to blue. Ruiner storms out from behind the curtains and the crowd erupts into cheers. Ruiner is wearing black nylon cargo pants, black 4-buckle mid-boots, and a black fishnet shirt. Upon entering the ring, Ruiner climbs all four ringposts and gives a crucifixion pose at each post. The mist covering the rampway has dissipated as the arena lights come back on and the music slowly fades out. Ruiner grabs a microphone from the ring announcer and waits for the crowd's chant of "MA, MA!" to die down)
Ruiner: You know, I've heard people complain about being screwed, but I always thought they were just little bitchy sissies who couldn't handle a loss, but after Meltdown, I discovered first hand exactly why people bitch about being screwed! At Meltdown, everybody saw the Mechanical Animals quickly and swiftly dismantle Tribal Insuck and were about to become what Angelus and myself guaranteed we would become, EWI Tag Team champions..but hell no! That SSN bitch Cole Steele had to interfere and screw the Mechanical Animals from winning what is ours! MA didn't go in and out of hell just so we could get ripped off from what we worked so damn hard for and we damn well won't stand for it! Winning the EWI Tag Team titles was an obsession, it was the main thing on MA's mind. Every day and night, thoughts of beating the living hell out of whomever the tag chumps were into oblivion and wearing gold around our waists was what we fed our mind's thoughts. Unfortunately, SSN screwed us out of realizing our goal which was so close. So, everyone who has pledged allegiance to SSN or who just happens to get in our way will be dealt with! We're disgruntled, we're pissed off, and we're going to take our anger out on every poor unfortunate son of a bitch that tries to stop MA from obtaining what is rightfully ours!
(The crowd erupts into cheers)
Ruiner: I have a list here of all the pussies that are in SSN and I want to read it out to all of you. Saul E. Dangerously, he's the head honcho of the Stupid Sissies Nation. 187, he's the bodyguard for Mr. Sissy. Sky Suicide, he's a midget whose lips are the same height as the asses that he kisses. Kin Hiroshi, one member of SSN who has already felt the wrath of MA. Eddy Self-Love, name says it all. Tribal Insuck, the team that MA had beat until the final name on this list stuck his ass kissing lips where they don't belong and cost us the tag belts we deserve, and that of course is Cole Steele. Well, you call yourself "The People's Choice", nice fresh name by the way, but all of the EWI fans could care less about you and the rest of the Stupid Sissies Nation! I'm letting all of you SSN guys know right now that the Mechanical Animals have you targeted and ALL of you WILL be taken out! So you may want to take caution and be sure to look over your shoulders if you hear any strange noises!
(The crowd begins chanting "SSN suck!")
Ruiner: Now, SSN, I never really cared much about you wanting to control the content of the EWI as long as I got a paycheck every week and things were ran fairly, but as soon as one of your cronies committed one of the most stupid sins conceivable, and that being f(CENSORED)g with the Mechanical Animals, well, I guess you can count on MA f(CENSORED)g you right back!
(The crowd pops into cheers)
Ruiner: SSN itself and its wrestlers are like pop and rap music. What I mean by that is they're all full of s(CENSORED)t and a disease to me and everyone else exposed to it! Like I said before, I didn't really care about the SSN wanting to control what happened in the EWI, but NOW I DO give a damn! I've enjoyed the Long Hard Road Out Of Hell and Hell in a Cell matches I've been in as have the fans of the EWI!
(The crowd erupts into cheers of agreement)
Ruiner: I plan on having more insane matches that take me to the limits and MA's opponents to the limits of their being and capabilities here in the EWI. Though, since SSN now controls EWI, I guess they will want to rename the fed PWI. That stands for Pussy Wrestling International! And of course, all SSN wrestlers are championship holding pussies!
(The crowd erupts into cheers)
Ruiner: I now want to talk about the upcoming King of the Cage tournament. I have plenty of experience with cage matches and this will be a true competition in an extreme setting, which I thrive in. I'm glad Eric was able to get this match to be even with SSN taking control, because a tournament that has every match being a cage match will force everyone to give their all and more if they want to win the top prize in this company. Every wrestler will recieve a great deal of punishment inside the cage and I personally can't wait to give and recieve it! Now, I have no clue who I will be facing in the first round and it could very well be my own tag partner, Angelus. We may be friends and partners, but that won't have any effect on me, because I'll perform to the best of my ability against him just like I would against any other wrestler. Though, I have a gut feeling that the brackets will be organized to where Angelus and I would face each other early in the tournament. As long as the outcome is clean, unlike the one at Meltdown, everything will be okay. And with SSN running things, I guess we can count on Eddy Self-Love to win. He is SSN's poster bitch afterall! I don't have any faith in this tournament, but as long as Hellfighter or someone else who isn't SSN comes out on top in the end of this tournament, then I'll be happy. Now, I will tell you people who I would love to face in the tournament. It's that jackass Cole Steele! You were the one who cheaply and cowardly knocked me out to give your little buddies the win. If we meet in the cage, I will smash that skull of yours into every nook and crannie of the damn cage until your body is drenched in blood and you're screaming for me to stop! I can feel my blood begin to flow thinking of shoving my foot so far up your ass so that when your brushing your teeth, you'll be brushing my boot!
(The crowd erupts into another round of cheers)
Ruiner: Rock...ummm...I mean Cole, you made a grave mistake and you'll have to suffer for it. Don't worry, your buddies will be laid out too, so you can all lick one another's wounds instead of kissing one another's assess for a change! I'll be seeing you soon Cole, but I doubt you'll see me quick enough....
(Ruiner's music starts back up and he leaves the ring just as the camera turns back towards the announcers' table.)
GM: How can he stand up there and degrade the company that pays him! He should PRAISE GOD that he has a job still.
BS: I don't think Gottfried is gonna fire him that easily.
GM: Slander ring a bell? He can fire him for that.
BS: I'm not even gonna get into it because it's not me. Folks, up next we've got yet another pair of superstars making their way to the wrestling ring as Chest Goodbody takes on Waz Up.
GM: What can I say about Chest Goodbody? He's the man the ladies dream about and the men get upset about. A former world champion in the UWF and other federations he is gonna show they world why he gives off the vibe the ladies wanna feel. On the other side of the ring you have newcomer Waz Up. The man is fresh with a gimmick we have all come to love and enjoy. It should be an interesting match.
BS: Then let's go the ring for our next match of the night!
Waz Up enters the arena first, the crowd booing him vehemently as he walks to the ring. Chest Goodbody and the Goodbody Girls enter next. The Goodbody Girls hold up a mirror for Chest to admire himself in as he walks to the ring. Chest enters the ring and invites Waz Up to admire himself in the mirror. Waz Up looks into the mirror and smiles but his expression quickly changes to one of horror as he sees Goodbody come up from behind quickly and throw him head-first into the mirror. The Goodbody Girls leave the ring quickly. Goodbody pulls the now-bloodied Waz Up to his feet, kicks him in the stomach and drops him with a reverse neckbreaker. Chest pulls him back up and executes The Chest Press to win the match.
BS: And it's over that quick!
GM: Well I could say that Waz Up's head wasn't in the game, but that would be a lie because it WAS in the match!
BS: Unreal. Waz Up still doesn't even know what hit'em. Folks we've got to break away, but when we return it's Chris Lehew taking on Lars Magellan ... NEXT!
{As the scene cuts back from break it picks up in the parking lot area where, to the surprise of many, The Dark Carnival have shown up and are walking into the building. As they are making their way to the door one of the new SSN security force stops them at the door.}
S: Excuse me can I help you?
KP: Yeah you can help us. You can help your sorry ass and move it out the way so we can get by.
S: And you are ....
RF: The Dark Carnival.
S: The Dark Carnival?
M: Yes. Apocalypse. 'Good God' Kevin Powers. 'Risqué' Roseanne Fairhurst. Miso. Ring a bell?
S: Rriigghhttt. Well let me see here (flipping through his papers) I don't seem to see you on here. Are you sure you're in the place?
A: (stepping up) How about (now looking down at him) you check your papers again.
S: Okay, but like I ... HEY!
{As he is checking Apocalypse picks up the guy and launches him up against the wall knocking the man out cold.}
RF: Oh great what did you do that for?
A: Zieba said we could do what we wanted so ... I tried it out.
KP: You know you can't blame the guy. He did what was told.
RF: Like we need another lawsuit ya know.
M: But Rose ... we're coverd!
{As the group laughs it off and walks in the camera cuts back to the announcers' table.}
GM: WHAT ARE THEY DOING BACK???
BS: The Dark Carniva! They haven't been seen since The Long Hard Road out of Hell match and they're looking great!
GM: This is a Zieba trick. He did something he shouldn't of!
BS: As my partner catches his breath ...
GM: That's not funny.
BS: We've got another great match coming up as Chris Lehew takes on Lars Magellan. How about it Garrett?
GM: Lehew is an unknown to the business, but from what I've heard from others he has made an impression and he is willing to prove himself. And to tell you the truth, after seeing him at Meltdown, I'm sure he'll do wonders for the company. On the other side you have Lars Magellan. He brings an impressive record to the SSN controled EWI and you can't say that about most of the people in the back.
BS: You're still upset about The Dark Carnival being here aren't you?
GM: Damn straight!
BS: Folks let's get to the ring for our next match!
Backstage, Chris Lehew's trainers, Steve and Adrian, are spotting him as he lifts some weights. Suddenly Lars Magellan comes up from behind and smacks them with a chair. Steve and Adrian go down in a heap and and Lehew drops the weights and goes after Magellan. He catches up to him in the hallway and the two begin exchanging rights and lefts.
BS: What the...? It looks like Lars Magellan and Chris Lehew have gotten an early start!
GM: This should be something to see.
The crowd erupts as the two men brawl their way out from the back. Magellan grabs a chair from a fan and smacks it into Lehew's back. Lehew goes down but not for long. Magellan goes down to the ring and is celebrating when Lehew comes up from behind and dropkicks his knee out from under him. He grabs Magellan's chair and whacks him with it. A referee runs down to the ring and calls for the bell.
BS: Finally! Now we've got ourselves a match!
GM: I liked it better when it WASN'T official myself.
Magellan recovers from the chair and goes for a boot to the midsection. Lehew catches his foot and turns it into a dragon screw leg whip. Magellan suckers Lehew into the corner and bashes his head into the turnbuckle. Magellan tries to follow up with a double underhook suplex but gets backdropped onto the floor. Lehew jumps onto him with a corkscrew plancha and then rolls him back into the ring. He whips Magellen to the ropes and Magellan tries to come back with a clothesline but Lehew ducks and catches him his Pay Dirt manuever on the rebound to get the pin.
BS: Chris Lehew has done it! He overcame the odds and beat Lars Magellan at his own game.
GM: I gotta say I'm impressed with all of the new people here, but you know what sickens me?
BS: What's that?
GM: It's what coming next. How can a male tag team take on a female tag team? What's up with that?
BS: I don't know how it happened, but that match is coming up.
GM: Probably something Zieba did just to be funny.
BS: Folks we've got to cut away, but when we return we're going to have that match with Twin Phoenix and The Thrill Killas ... NEXT!
BS: Welcome back everyone. Coming up next we've got Yeh Shen Li and Trynyty Wang of Twin Phoenix taking on The Thrill Killas Big Thrilla and Bump Daddy J. Garrett your thoughts on the match up.
GM: Both teams are rookies going in, but from what I've seen they are both very talented. Twin Phoenix for their sheer ability to get it going in the ring and The Thrill Killas for their way of getting into the minds of their opponents, but when it comes right down to it it's the boys against the girls. To me it's obvious and The Thrill Killas will take home the win in record time tonight.
BS: And with that let's go to the ring for our final double debut match of the night.
["We're Not Gonna Take It" by Bif Naked cues up and Bump Daddy J and Big Thrilla of the Thrill Killas walk out to the ring. J is wearing a "Bon Jovi - Slippery When Wet" t-shirt, a pair of garish shorts, and black Converse Allstars with striped Kool-Aid socks. Thrilla is wearing a "Van Halen - OU812" t-shirt, as well as baggy jean shorts. black Converse All-Stars with striped athletic socks showing and white sweatbands on his wrists. Both men produce a microphone from the back pockets of their shorts.]
BT: B Diddy and I wanna send out a big WAZZUUUUP to all our fans here in Evensville!
[The crowd boos loudly.]
BT: Now hold on, yo. Give our opponents a chance to get out 'fore ya start booin' 'em. We know they're not nearly as crazy wack funky like us, so we did them a little favor.
BDJ: Favors rule!
BT: Sho' nuff! So would the sound guy backstage please hit our opponents NEW music?
Both men hand their microphones to an ring attendant and await their female opponents, Twin Phoenix. After a few moments, Twin Phoenix walks out and "Who Let The Dogs Out" by Baha Men cues up and the women look very angrily at The Thrill Killas, who are simply dying with laughter in the ring.]
GM: Ha! That's great music for them!
BS: I have a feeling that Bump Daddy J and Big Thrilla has something to do with Twin Phoenix coming out to that music.
GM: Wha? NO! You're crazy!
As The Thrill Killas drop the mic Twin Phoenix come running to the ring and attack the duo as the bell rings. As the girls continue their assult, both Big Thrilla and Bump Daddy J try their best to hold off the female duo, but even that can go so far. Teamed up against Li, Bump Daddy J grabs hold of her and drags her over to Big Thrilla who has pushed Wang down and to the side. As he gets into her face he starts to give her some lip and eventually raises his fist, but as he is about to fire a shot Li ducks and he hits Bump Daddy J instead.
GM: Sucker punch! Oh he’s not going to like that.
BS: She ducked out of the way just in the nick of time.
With Bump Daddy J staggered Big Thrilla gets into the face of Li, but she responds with a knee lift into his lower region bringing him down to a crouched posistion. As he is turning around Wang is waiting for him and shoots a couple of leg kicks into his mid-section and follows up with a reverse kick to his chin. At the same time, as Bump Daddy J is getting up, Li catches him with a superkick to the chin knocking him out of the ring.
BS: The girls are in control Garrett how about that.
GM: I have to admit I’m surpri .... Oh no what is SHE doing out here!
At that moment Roseanne Fairhurst comes walking down the rampway and looks up at the action going on in the ring. Being somewhat distracted Twin Phoenix try to get back into the match as Li grabs Big Thrilla and goes to launch him into the ropes, but he reverses it and she goes instead only to get her feet grabbed by Fairhurst instantly tripping her to the canvas.
BS: What is she doing?
GM: I don’t know, but it’s looking great!
Now with Big Thrilla watching the action both Fairhurst and Li start yelling at eachother. As she continues Fairhurst starts to get into her face, but fails to notice that Wang is pearched on the top turnbuckle and hits Fairhurst with a sucide dive to the floor. As they are both trying to get back up it’s Li who jumps on the top rope and catches Fairhurst with yet another suicide dive.
BS: Twin Phoenix are taking it to Fairhurst!
GM: And look at The Thrill Killas. They couldn’t be happier pointing and laughing.
As Twin Phoenix continues the assult, Miso comes running towards the back and attacks the duo from behind leveling them everytime they try to get back up. As the ref continues to count Twin Phoenix tries to get back into the ring, but Fairhurst and Miso won’t let them as they continue to take it to the team from China. Eventually it would cost them.
BS: The ref just called for the bell and has counted out Twin Phoenix!
GM: I told you! Boys will always beat the girls!
BS: And the celebration continues for the boys from Coolsville, USA!
GM: Did you ever have a doubt against these two. I perdict that nobody will be able to stop them!
(As McFarland continues with his statements, he is suddenly cut off by 'Wherever I May Roam' - Metallica and The San Francisco Symphony along with the lights going out.)
GM: NO! Not them! Not now!
BS: The Dark Carnival has returned!
(As Powers and Apocalypse come running to the stage both Big Thrilla and Bump Daddy J try to reason with them, but it doesn't have no effect as Powers hits one with Kiss the Canvas and Apocalypse nails the other with The Seventh Seal. To the roar of the crowd The Dark Carnival dispose of The Thrill Killas as Powers grabs a mic.)
KP: EVANSVILLE INDIANA! Welcome .... TO THE DARK CARNIVAL!
(Getting another fan pop from the crowd Powers looks on.)
KP: Now it seems, since we've been away, that Zieba has lost a little bit of power here in the EWI ... I'll never say that other thing ... Sorry Suckass Nimrods ....
(Another cheer)
KP: And I don't know how it happened, but we won't stand for it at all. So Gottfried, if you're in the back, how about you bring your sorry ass out here right now cause ... we gots a little surprise for ya!
(Crazy Town's "Darkside" starts up on the arena sound system as Marcus Gottfried emerges from backstage and heads out to the ring.)
MG: I hope you boys enjoyed what you did cause you're about to be the NEXT people fired from the SSN!
KP: Not so fast pansy ass. When you fired Zieba and he introduced you to the last minute changes ... did you bother to read anything else?
MG: Um ... not exactly.
KP: Well shame on you because you really should've. In that contract, the one that introduced King of the Cage, it also states that the ENTIRE CREW of The Dark Carnival cannot and WILL NOT be terminated in their services for they have LIFE LONG CONTRACTS in the league. The only way we can leave ... is if we decide to leave. THEREFORE you are stuck with us ... SUCKER!
MG: So ... you can't get fired?
KP: Nope.
MG: Only you can leave on your own free will?
KP: Yep.
MG: So saying that you, getting involved in one of my matches, I have power over you guys?
KP: Oh wait a ...
MG: That's what I thought. SECURITY!
(Just then SSN security hits the ring and, after a brief battle, subdue TDC putting handcuffs on them and leading them out of the ring. As they are being lead away Powers can be heard chanting 'Attica' all the way up the ramp and towards the back.)
MG: And now hopefully we don't have anymore interuptions.
(As Gottfried goes to the back the scene goes back to the announcers' table.)
BS: MY GOD!
GM: They got what they deserved! TDC goin to the Big House. Seems fitting for those who enjoy playing under a Big Top!
BS: Folks we're going to try and restore order around here, but when we return it's first round action for the King of the Cage! Don't go away!