[A Call for Help Pt. II]
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~*Remember me?!.....because I sure hope you do. It was almost about approximately two weeks ago when you all last heard my voice. Although it is a true misfortune, let me flip back the calendar, I want to rewind the time a bit and head back to what I said, when you pundits last heard me. Let's go back to somewhere and someplace that wasn't too far away. That place? It's Tulsa, Oklahoma. That time? Tuesday, April 27. The event?.....CHZ Betrayal.

[His words.....]

April 27, 2003
The Night Before

It's time for round three of Walton/Andretti. This match however is a submission match, with submission rules. There's no pinfalls, no count-outs, no disqualifications. Just submissions. This matchup should be a rough and technical battle for Sean Andretti and Judah Walton. Round three should be the match-up that fans should love. Round three is the tie-breaker. The match that proves who is superior in this small rivalry that has been brewing over the last three months. Last week, I told you all that you would bare witness to the epitome of excellence and a victory. This week, our hero prepares do it again but with an opponent he's destroyed already...mind you. Don't be surprised if Andretti makes Judah Walton submit, just give credit where the credit is due.

[Don't Lie.....]

Don't beat around the bush. Don't try and be friends with me now. A week ago you all thought Andretti had no shot. You all thought The Epitome of Excellence was going to get his ass handed to him. A week ago you thought that he was going to lose! A week ago you thought he had a snowballs chance in hell to make Judah Walton submit. A week ago you thought he had no chance in hell. Well, just I said last week, you better give the credit where the credit is due. Now who is feeling the hurt?.....now who is the one who should feel stupid for putting their money against our hero?.....now who is the one who is destroyed. Sean Andretti?.....no, wrong answer. It's Judah Walton. Not only did the Canadian Sensation prove everyone in the Mabee Center wrong, he did it in such a style, it made Judah Walton pack his bags up and leave the Chaos Heat Zone. Sean was barely phased by Judah "The Failure" Walton. Our hero walked out of Tulsa without any scratches on his back. Where as for that loser you all cheered for, walked out with the pink slip, his foot up his ass, and a loss on his record and his ego.....shattered. I said don't be surprised if Sean Andretti picked up the victory but I'm sure you still are. It's good for me in this case.....because I'll refresh your memory for you.

[Shutting you up.....once and for all]

Judah "The Failure" Walton V "The Canadian Sensation" Sean Andretti (Submission Match)
April 28, 2004
CHZ Betrayal

Andretti continues to pull back on Judah, then with his knee still firmly planted in the back of his head, slaps him face first to the mat. Andretti gets to his feet, and heads for the corner. As Judah rolls around, trying to stand, Andretti climbs to the top and waits. Judah finally stands to his feet, as Andretti leaps, and connects with a missile dropkick to the face. The impact knocks Judah back into the corner, as Andretti bounces off the mat.

MD: Oh man…Judah’s got to be reeling after that one.

FJ: He can’t even know where he is right now.

MD: Andretti is in total control now.

Andretti gets up and charges into the corner, nailing Judah with a stiff knee to the side of the head. Andretti grabs Judah, and whips him across the ring. Judah hits the ropes, and comes back, with Andretti catching him and taking him over with a powerslam in the center of the ring. Andretti reaches down, grabs Judah by the legs, and slaps on the Sharpshooter. He spins the hold on tight, and sits back, keeping Judah from being able to move. Judah yells out, reaching for the ropes, as Andretti cinches in the hold even more. Judah starts to inch his way closer to the ropes, but Andretti grabs his legs even tighter, and sits back farther. As the ref looks on for several moments, Judah finally gives in, and starts to tap. The ref jumps to his feet, and calls for the bell.

FJ: That’s it! Andretti made Judah tap!!!

MD: Andretti really wanted this one Flaps. He said he had something to prove…and I think he just did.

FJ: Yeah…he did. Both men fought hard…Andretti just wanted it more.

Destroy All begins to play through the arena speakers, as Andretti gets to his feet. The ref raises his hand in victory, as Judah sits up in the ring. He stares at Andretti, just as Andretti exits the ring, and heads towards the back.

[I'm not done.....yet]

Nut-uh, it's not over yet. I'm not finished talking. You all just saw what happened. You saw the same man who you said was not consistent, the same man who you said was not going to get the job done. The same man who you said had no chance in hell to defeat Judah Walton. You saw exactly what I was talking about. Now stop denying the fact that you were wrong and move the fuck on with your lives! You all live on our hero's movements. You all are like a pack of wild hungry dogs and you all try to make Andretti be the meat. Whenever the Canadian Sensation fails you jump on the common mistake like a cat on a rodent but he's sick of it.....and this week.....he plans to shut you up.....again.

[Surprise, Surprise]

CHZ Betrayal seemed like a perfect night for the epitome of excellence. Sean Andretti had just picked up a very important victory, he had silenced the critics and was on the way to calling it a night until he was brutally attacked by a man in a hooded sweatshirt. This man leaped over the ring barrier with a steel chair and decided to take upon himself and attack Sean Andretti. He would continue the assault until the hood of the sweatshirt would come off. Andretti's attacker would turn out to be.........

J Stevenson. The Human Highlight Reel. The One-Man Militia. The former member of the Elite Impact Players. The former holder of the IUWF and CHZ Tag Team Championships with Sean Andretti and now the current owner of the Chaos Team Championships with Blake Masters. The former Insane Impact Wrestling Global Champion. The former IUWF Extreme Champion. Whatever the case is, J Stevenson ended a friendship with Sean Andretti that lasted for about two years. With the attack this Philadelphian has dug himself a hole that will be very difficult to get out of. J Stevenson and Sean Andretti did everything together. When these two were on the road, they did everything together. These two were like brothers and this same brotherly love - no pun intended - helped them be so successful. Two years ago, nobody could see Sean Andretti and Stevenson reach the plateau of one of the best tag teams in the world. Nobody could see Andretti and Stevenson become such close friends. Nobody saw the Elite Impact Players appearing from the depths of hell to challenge The Untouchables for the IUWF Tag Team Championships and succeeding in the job. Twice. Nobody saw the Elite Impact Players setting the standard for tag team wrestling with their defeat of Heaven and Hell at Sins of Summer 3 in the CHZ's first ever Tables, Ladders and Chairs match. Nobody saw the Elite Impact Players defeating Team Extreme at CHZ Fallout and two years ago, nobody could see the team of Sean Andretti and J Stevenson becoming the best team of 2003 and just like the aforementioned events, nobody could see the ironic betrayal of J Stevenson.....to his mentor.....and former friend Sean Andretti. But I could.

To no surprise, I could see this coming. I always saw it with other people and with other teams. History always repeats itself and I knew it would only be a matter of time.....and then.....on November 26, 2003 that's where the beginning of the end occured. On that day, that's when the two and a half month reign of the Elite Impact Players ended. The loss of the championships caused a lot of controversy and a lot of finger pointing. At Hostile Intent, that was the event the Elite Impact Players came to an end. The team of J Stevenson and Sean Andretti had finally dropped their titles to Sven and Ritchie Danko but Sean Andretti suffered another knee injury during the finish of the match -which later turned out to be a torn MCL-, Stacy Andretti was on hand to a vicious attack by Ritchie Danko -that turned out to be a severe concussion- and a back injury to J Stevenson at the hands of Diablo. By now, we all know what happened. We know about Andretti's road to recovery that wasn't too successful the first time. We know about the on-going saga that transpired between Andretti and Ritchie Danko about four or five months ago. We know about how successful the EIP was and what you don't know.....is the other side of the story. What you don't know is what lead up to Stevenson attacking our Canadian Sensation. What you and J Stevenson don't know, is what the epitome of excellence has in store for you.

Stevenson you attacked our hero out of cowardice. You attacked Sean Andretti because you are a coward...and you are scared. You attacked Andretti to add fuel to your ever growing fire. You attacked Andretti to boost your crumbling ego. J Stevenson you attacked the epitome of excellence because...let's face it...you were paranoid. Weeks leading up to CHZ Betrayal, Andretti spoke of a man. A man who he liked to call the "one-man sellout". Ironically, Stevenson your tagname...is the one-man militia. For weeks, Andretti spoke of the one-man sellout, how he was inspired by this sellout to return to the ring one more time and to get revenge on this sellout...for selling out...on him. Never once did Andretti mention a name, never once did Sean hint that it was you he was referring to...but like the paranoid coward you are...you took offense to it. Had you ever thought of the other superstars on the roster Sean Andretti could've been talking about? Matt Scheffert.....Ryan Knite? But no, big...bad...J Stevenson...felt his ego was being put in the hand of Sean Andretti. Big...bad...J Stevenson felt Sean Andretti was grabbing his ego by the throat and suffocating it. Big...bad...J Stevenson felt it was time for action and chose a perfect time to strike his prey. That perfect time to strike? CHZ Betrayal. Stevenson, the actions you portraited seemed deadly. It was a knife in the heart of Sean Andretti. He held you in such high regard, told everyone how talented and gifted you were and this is how you repay him?! You repay him by beating him to a bloody pulp in front of the million and millions of fans? Well, good. It's only ammunition for Andretti's arsenal. Sean Andretti saw how you trashed him in the media. He saw on his road to recovery, how much you ran around, bitched and moaned about how much you made the Elite Impact Players. He saw how much you claimed to hold the foundation of the Elite Impact Players together when the times were rough, he also saw this little "habit" you've picked up. He saw how much you called him a failure and not a friend for not visiting him in the hospital. He saw everything Stevenson. Now...it's time for you see something.....

The demise...of your career. Sean Andretti is going to kill off whatever "talent" that you have left and show you...some things...that he hasn't even taught ya yet. He's going to prove to you inside...and out...why he is the epitome of excellence. The best the sport -and Canada- has to offer and Stevenson...there's no one to blame. There's no one to put this on...but yourself. There's no turning back, no rewinding of the clock. The reading of one chapter closes and the reading of a new one begins and might I add.....don't stop reading.....don't get a glass of water.....and don't get a bookmark. This chapter might actually be one to remember. This chapter might actually be a chapter to tell your friends about.....so prepare for the worse.....as this chapter begins.....on Wednesday Night Wild.....when our Canadian Sensation tries to put his record back at the .500 mark in Omaha, Nebraka in a rematch against Dwight Maverick.

Now ladies, I know you've enjoyed my sexy voice for the time this introduction has been going on...but it's time to head to the real athletes...it's time to put this sexy voice...and this sexy body to rest...for now. It's time for you all...for the first time in nearly two weeks...to bare witness...to the epitome of excellence. Sometimes I wonder why I don't get a raise.~*

~*The cameras open up inside the lobby of a local movie theatre. There are various promotional posters around the lobby promoting current and upcoming movies and on this day, the movie theatre is semi-packed. There aren't too many people, but the theatre isn't dead. The people are buying their tickets and the cameras focus on them. Some of the people who buy their tickets spots the camera and flash their ticket at it as they seperate and enter different theatres. As this goes on, we see Sean Andretti standing outside of the men's bathroom. He's looking down at the carpet that is somewhat filled with popcorn and waits for whoever to exit the room. After several minutes after men enter and exit the restroom, one guy comes out of the room. That man is Jeffery Archibald. He exits the room and hits Andretti on the arm.~*

Jeffery Archibald: C'mon Sean, let's go.

~*Jeffery Archibald and Sean Andretti exit the movie theatre through a back entrance. Coincidently, the exit leads to the parking lot...the place where they want to go. Jeff and Sean walk around the parking lot a little bit and they finally find the car that they are looking for. The car is Jeffery's 1994 purple Lamborghini SE. Jeffery and Sean proceed to enter the car but Sean walks around the side of the car and taps Jeff on the shoulder, pointing at his keys.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Uh-uh, I'm driving.

Jeffery Archibald: No...your not.

The Canadian Sensation: Yes, I am.

Jeffery Archibald: (Dangles car keys in his hand) Not without these.

The Canadian Sensation: Watch me. ~*Archibald dangles the keys in front of Sean Andretti's face in an arrogant manner, but it doesn't take long for Sean to take the keys as he snatches the keys out of Jeff's hand and points to the passenger side. Jeff tries an attempt to get his keys back and fails...miserably. Archibald slowly walks to the passengers side of the car with his head down.~*

Jeffery Archibald: Aww...man.

The Canadian Sensation: Chin up Jeff, it'll be alright.

Jeffery Archibald: No...it's not. I wanted to drive!

The Canadian Sensation: You'll drive on the way back...come on...get in the car...we have to train.

Jeffery Archibald: It sure is a nice day...never knew there were movie theatres in Omaha...usually when you say Nebraska you think dry, humid weather, farmers, cows on the pasture, seconds feeling like hours.....

The Canadian Sensation: Jeff!!!

Jeffery Archibald: What?

The Canadian Sensation: NOW!

Jeffery Archibald: Oh, okay.

~*Sean Andretti and Jeffery Archibald begin to enter the vehicle as a voice calls out that attracts Andretti's attention.~*

Voice: Sean.....Sean.....wait up.....Sean!!!!!

~*The Canadian Sensation exits the Lamborghini and turns toward the direction of where the voice is coming from. Appearing from the mall that is nearby is Marcus Menace. He's running in front of cars, stopping them and going full speed. Marcus finally reaches the Lamborghini and Jeff leaves the car. Marcus finally catches his breath and touches fists with Jeff and Sean Andretti.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Some workout there old man.

Marcus Menace: Hey, shut up.

The Canadian Sensation: Anyway, what brings you here? Thought you were back in the big D taking care of business.

Marcus Menace: Forget business. That doesn't matter. Sean...last week I woke up, rehabbed and realized what I wanted to do with my life before I really decide to get back in the square circle again.

Jeffery Archibald: What's that?

Marcus Menace: I want to travel with you guys. Be on the road again. Look at what I'm going to be in store for, for when I'm back...kicking it in full gear when this ankle heals up.

The Canadian Sensation: That's a great idea. It can be like the old days.

Marcus Menace: Minus...the idiot here.

Jeffery Archibald: Hey!

The Canadian Sensation: The Unholy Alliance is back. But don't you think we're short a person?

Marcus Menace: Yup...and that's why I pulled a couple of strings...and he's back in the fray too. He's traveling with us.

The Canadian Sensation: No way.

Marcus Menace: Yes way, he's back Sean...and let me tell ya...he looks way different...and better than what he used to look like.

The Canadian Sensation: But...he always looked beat up.

Marcus Menace: (Laughs) True. Mitch has had his fair share of hardcore battles...actually, too many to remember...but ain't it great?

The Canadian Sensation: Oh, yes it is.

~*Marcus Menace and Sean Andretti then -simulanteously- give an evil smile as Jeff stares on...not knowing what the hell is going on.~*

Jeffery Archibald: You guys mind telling me who you're talking about?

Marcus Menace: Jeff...my dumbfounded friend...there's a lot about the Unholy Alliance that you don't quite know about. As a team...me...Andretti here...and that self-proclaimed Grand Champion...who has had more street fights than a homeless person...were once known as one of the best alliances known to man. We killed back then, we had some great nights and then...we had some dreadful ones. But Jeff, we pulled through. They didn't call us the Unholy Alliance for nothin'. Sean Andretti was pretty new to the game at the time and G.C was in his prime. Boy, were those the good days.

The Canadian Sensation: They sure were.

Marcus Menace: And...Jeff...with me...the grand champ...and Andretti by your side. With the Unholy Alliance by your side...you shall never fail again. With us by your side...you can be just as successful as Andretti. Matter of fact Jeff, you remind me of Sean when he was first starting out.

Jeffery Archibald: Wait a minute...I'm not as new to this...as you think Mark.

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah, he's not.

Marcus Menace: Well, the fact of the matter is...whatever success you had before...prepare to double it.

Jeffery Archibald: Alright. So, when do we meet this...."Grand Champion"?

Marcus Menace: If I told you that, I'd have to kill you.

Jeffery Archibald: I'll risk it.

Marcus Menace: I don't think you'll want to do that.

The Canadian Sensation: I don't think you want to.

Jeffery Archibald: Fine...whatever. See if I care.

~*Jeffery Archibald crosses his arms in a girly fashion as Sean and Marcus looks at Jeff confused. They think nothing of it, and continue the conversation.~*

Marcus Menace: So...Sean...you speak to Stacy about the gift yet?

The Canadian Sensation: Yep.

Marcus Menace: What'd she say?

Jeffery Archibald: Yeah, what'd you get her?

The Canadian Sensation: I bought her some chocolate.....

Jeffery Archibald: Meh.....

The Canadian Sensation: A bouquet of roses.....

Jeffery Archibald: Aww...how sweet.....

The Canadian Sensation: A card saying I'm sorry.....

Jeffery Archibald: How cliche.....

~*Marcus turns his head from facing Sean to at Jeffery Archibald.~*

Marcus Menace: Can you shut up?

The Canadian Sensation: Thank you.....now, last but not least I bought Stacy a ticket for Wild next week in South Dakota.....front and center and after I defeat Dwight Maverick this week...I've got a round trip ticket to Sacremento, California.

Jeffery Archibald: Cool, can I come?

The Canadian Sensation: Did I mention...I was doing some "catching up" with Stacy?

Jeffery Archibald: So what, I still want to go.

The Canadian Sensation: No...of course not.

Jeffery Archibald: Well, good...'cause I didn't want to go anyway. I've got other plans.

Marcus Menace: Plans like what, Archie?

Jeffery Archibald: I'm going to a NDBA Championship game.

Marcus Menace: What the hell is the NDBA?

The Canadian Sensation: Yeah, I'd like to know too.

Jeffery Archibald: The National Donkey Basketball Association. Oh yeah, it's gonna be great...the Anaheim Asses versus the Memphis Mules. Man, it's gonna rule...I'm gonna see donkeys bouncing basketballs, dunking over other donkey's heads, driving in the lane and scoring jump shots. It's gonna be awesome and I did all...with my tax refund. Wahoo!!!!!

Marcus Menace: You can't be serious.

The Canadian Sensation: Mark, that's what scares me.....he's dead serious.

~*Sean and Marcus stare at each other and a look of both laughter and anger both come across their faces. Marcus starts laughing his ass off as Andretti smacks Jeff across the head.~*

The Canadian Sensation: You....idiot!!!!! How can you be stupid enough....to go out with your tax refund money and spend it on a damn donkey game. I don't know what planet you live on...but donkeys can't play basketball!

Jeffery Archibald: Yes they can, I've seen them!

Marcus Menace: I think...the only Anaheim Ass here....is you.

Jeffery Archibald: I'm not an ass, I have pictures to prove it!

Marcus Menace: Save the pictures...and save the humiliation. Please, just do yourself that favor.

Jeffery Archibald: Okay.

Marcus Menace: So, what movie did you guys see today?

Jeffery Archibald: We saw...New York Minute.

Marcus Menace: Your kidding right? Isn't that the movie with.....

The Canadian Sensation: Yes.

Marcus Menace: About.....

The Canadian Sensation: Yes.

Marcus Menace: And you two paid your money to see that?

The Canadian Sensation: ....Sadly.....yes.....but it was Jeff's idea.

Marcus Menace: Why am I not surprised?

Jeffery Archibald: It isn't my fault! I have a Olsen Twin fetish!

Marcus Menace: Oh, brother.

Jeffery Archibald: Oh, sister.

The Canadian Sensation: Please, you two...let's stop wasting time...I have a match here...remember?

Jeffery Archibald: Oh, right.

Marcus Menace: So...who's the lucky victim?

The Canadian Sensation: Dwight Maverick.

Marcus Menace: What a great rematch, Sean. Time for a little revenge.....

Jeffery Archibald: And to show Stevenson who the real epitome of excellence is.

The Canadian Sensation: Who?

Jeffery Archibald: J Stevenson.

The Canadian Sensation: Who's that?

Marcus Menace: You know...the guy who attacked you a couple weeks ago.

The Canadian Sensation: When?

Marcus Menace: A couple weeks ago.

The Canadian Sensation: How?

Marcus Menace: Forget it. Let's just leave.

~*All three men enter the car and as The Canadian Sensation starts the car up, Jeffery Archibald...who is sitting in the back seat taps Marcus on the shoulder and whispers something in his ear.~*

Jeffery Archibald: I think Andretti has amensia.

Marcus Menace: I think your stupid.

Jeffery Archibald: I see donkeys doing alley-oops!

Marcus Menace: I see you getting your ass whoop by a injuried man. Sean...just drive and Jeff...say another word...and I'll throw you out...personally.

Jeffery Archibald: Ok.....

Marcus Menace: Now!

Jeffery Archibald: Alri.....

Marcus Menace: Right....now!

~*The scene fades~*

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