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ODJ: Ok lets get this over with.. I’m just as pissed to be here as these two.. well… as Killa Kali… We’re out here to announce the main event for Deadly Revenge V… Josh Allen earn a shot at the World Title by defeating Killa Kali a few days ago, and has now made the challenge. Killa Kali accepted so now, at Deadly Revenge V, it will be the North American Champion, Josh Allen taking on the World Heavyweight Champion, Killa Kali… Now I’m not answering any questions, but if you guys got any words, go ahead… I’m out of here…
:~:ODJ leaves as Josh Allen gets up and approaches the podium, as he is about to speak, Killa Kali jumps up and spears him down to the floor! Chaos breaks loose as officials come over and try to break it up… Lady Rage and Mz Fury try to push them away while Caelan Tyler makes a run for it… The scene fades to black… The words “tonight… in the main event” flash by followed by: “Extreme Evolution vs. Motion Picture!” Pictures of Jack Sullivan and Killa Kali are shown across from Josh Allen and Caelan Tyler… They fade away after a few seconds and then the sounds of fans screaming and cheering is heard as the screen fades back in to show the inside of The Washington-Grizzly Stadium located in Missoula, Montana… Host of tonight’s Saturday Night Inferno! The camera pans all over the place to show us that the Stadium is packed with thousands of fans cheering loudly and waving their signs, hoping the camera gets a glimpse of it. Fire works go off in the main entrance, in the four corners of the ring and above the Insane-A-Tron. After the great light show, the camera cuts to our hosts, the dysfunctional duo known as Paco Perez and Genuine Miller. :~:
Miller: Welcome everyone to another Saturday Night Inferno! The last Saturday Night Inferno before we move to Thursday nights, the last Saturday Night Inferno before Deadly Revenge V!!
Paco: Yeah Deadly Revenge! Yeah Thu—what!?! We’re moving again!?!
Miller: Uh yeah…
Paco: What the hell man?
Miller: well you see, they moved us to Saturday, while the series Friends finished… Now that it is over, we can move to that spot.. We’ll be in primetime baby!!!
Paco: So no more Friends or Frasier?
Miller: Nope, from 8 to 10, we’re on baby!
Paco: HELL YEAH!
Miller: Exactly… Fans tonight we have a great show for you.. Lots of good wrestling… Lots of drama I’m sure, plus, we are sure to find out what other matches will take place at Deadly Revenge V!
Paco: Yeah… We know Punisher takes on Trent Steel, and now, thanks to the fluke win last week, Josh Allen will take on Killa Kali for the World Title!
Miller: It was not a fluke win, he beat him fair and square!
Paco: what the hell ever bitch!
Miller: Well tonight they face off again, in tag team competition… Will Josh Allen get the pin on Killa Kali again? Or will Kali get some revenge as he tried to do during the press conference!?!
Paco: Well there is only one way to find out vato!
Miller: By getting the show started! Lets go to Joey for the first match up of the night, Warrick Hill takes on Reggie Savage, with the winner earning himself a shot at the World Lightweight Title!!
Paco: These two have been battling for a long time along with Draco.. They had a great match up at the PPV, but now, only one can go there.. who’s going to want it more!?!
#1 contender’s LW title match Reggie Savage defeated Warrick Hill via The Savage End
Paco: Yeah, what’s up with Warrick Hill though? Damn… He’s been having a rollercoaster of a return so far…
Miller: No idea, maybe Mobley will do better. Well folks.. We have some footage for you, this promo was done earlier by Punisher, lets check it out.
:~:The Insane-A-Tron comes on and it reveals a small theater, perhaps a personal one in someone’s house as there are only about four rows, with about 5 leather recliners on each one. The wall in front of them is covered by a curtain which immediately starts to part ways, revealing a screen. It starts to show wrestling clips of Punisher, fighting different guys, and applying his finisher, the sharpshooter on all of them. The last action shot is of Punisher the painkiller on someone very familiar, someone hated by many, and feared by most… The man is Trent Steel. On the footage though, Punisher is forcing him to tap out.. The screen freezes, staying with the shot of Trent Steel tapping out. All of the sudden, Punisher’s voice is heard. :~:
Punisher: Trent Steel, you and I have faced twice before… This was the very first time we met… We were both using the sharpshooter as our finisher.. Only one of us though, could use it.. So this match was set up to settle who would end up being the only one to use it.. .As everyone can clearly see, I was victorious… Many matches later, we faced again, that time for the World Title… My World Title… That time, I also won.. Also with the sharpshooter… What am I getting at you ask? Well Trent Steel, I want to challenge yet again for the same kind of match… Winner gets to keep the sharpshooter. You see, I think it’s only fitting that I win my remaining three matches with the finisher that I made famous… Yeah.. I… Not Sting… Not Brett Hart, and definitely not you Steel…. So another challenged has been laid… You accepted my first one… “Now lets see if the Son of a Bitch” has the balls to accept this one.
:~:The screen starts to play again, and Trent Steel tapping out is show in once again briefly before the Insane-A-Tron fades to black. The show takes the first commercial break of the night.:~:
:~:The screen switches to backstage where we find none other than Zimdela Brudon walking towards his locker room with a gym bag over his shoulder and an “unmentionables” bag under his other arm that will stay unmentioned. He walks up to a stand that says “Be Immortalized!” and stops for a moment. It is in that moment, a man in a brown-plaid suit, old-style bowler, and loafers walks out from behind it, a camera swinging from his neck. He looks exactly like an old-time photographer, only with more of a spiffy attitude and a mix of a British/Scottish accent, badly done. :~:
Photographer: Hello, hello, hello! Now, what do we have here?
Zimdela Brudon: Who the hell are you? And what are you doing backstage at an ICWF show?
Photographer: Why I been hired to take pictures! Tek Hivean’s the name, and I take pictures. It doesn’t matter what kind of pictures, just any and all pictures…Like straight pictures…Curved pictures…Pictures going across…You know, pictures!
Zimdela Brudon: Yeah, that’s great and all, but I have to get to my locker room…
:~:Zimdela tries to get away, but the photographer quickly gets in front of him. He focuses his hands side-by-side in front of Zimdela, measuring him up. :~:
Photographer: Hang on… That’s it! You’ve got the PERFECT face for my new cover story: Wrestlers Or Not Wrestlers – That Is The Statement! …Hell, it’s a working title. Come on, stand over here by the table.
:~:The photographer pushes Zimdela grudgingly over to a table set up by the stand. He holds up the camera unsteadily, but still gets Zimdela in the frame. :~:
Photographer: Alright, stand with your back to the table…No, closer to the table…Never mind, turn around. Now, try leaning back a bit…Ew, not that far back…Okay, try just placing your hands firmly on the edge of the table.
:~:Zimdela, getting thoroughly angry, finally does this pose, his hands clasped firmly to the edge of the table. The photographer smiles. :~:
Photographer: Okay, now say… Sentinels Suck!
Zimdela Brudon: Sentinels…WHAT?!?
:~:Flashbulb. Zimdela tries to turn to strangle the photographer, but can’t because his hands are still on the table, more correctly, SUPER-GLUED to the edge of the table. Suddenly, the photographer takes off his jacket, hat and glasses to reveal none other than Kevin Heat standing over him. He is shaking the Polaroid in his hand to help the picture come out as he sits down on the table, Zimdela glaring angrily as he tries to free his hands. :~:
Kevin: Yeah, you could say Sentinels Suck…Especially if they can fall for this stuff! So, how does it feel to be super-glued to a table?
:~:Zimdela is about to yell, but Kevin grabs masking tape from his pocket, lengthens it, and spreads it across Zimdela’s mouth before he can answer. :~:
Kevin: What? Are you saying that the House of Pain has ALWAYS been better than the Sentinels of Idiocy? Yeah, I thought so. You see, Zimdela, the fact that you thought you could tie me up last week and “teach me a lesson” was one thing. But the fact that you thought I screwed Casanova in his match just really hurt. What reason would I have to screw you over other than the fact that you don’t really deserve to win? Plus, Casanova lost it on his own, just like he’s going to lose tonight.
:~:Zimdela struggles, his hands trying to pull the table up. Kevin gets down looking down at the restraints he put down to hold the table down. :~:
Kevin: Pretty sturdy, isn’t it? You never would think that it would be this easy to fool someone who thinks so highly of himself and his “sexual orientation”. Oh well, I guess you can’t be right all the time.
:~:Kevin stands back up, Zimdela looking at him fiercely. :~:
Kevin: You seem to think you know a lot about pain and points. Well, pain is your business, as you so say, so I guess you’ll have no problem ripping the skin off your hands just to get off the table. Oh, and here’s some glue for good measure.
:~:Kevin pulls some “Crazy Glue” from his pocket, pops the top, and pours it over the outline of Zimdela’s hands, Zimdela’s gaze not wavering from Kevin’s eyes. When Kevin finishes, Zimdela’s hands are thoroughly covered in glue. Kevin begins to leave, but turns for one last thought. :~:
Kevin: Oh, and about Rayne…Yeah, I think she’d have enough sense not to get her hands super-glued to a table, so I don’t think she’d ever meet you in a dark alley. Plus, just to make sure you get the point…
:~:Kevin, reaching in his back pocket, pulls out a black permanent marker and begins to write “HOP RULES” across Zimdela’s forehead. Zimdela struggles, but Kevin finally gets it on, only with “Rules” having a “z” on the end. :~:
Kevin: Personally, I like the “Z”. So, Zimdela, I think we’ve had enough words for a lifetime, don’t you? Yeah, we hopefully won’t have to go through this again. I’ve got one question for you, Zimdela… Can you feel the Heat?
:~:Kevin walks off, leaving Zimdela to struggle to get his hands free. After all this, the scene switches back to ringside. :~:
Miller: Kevin Heat getting some revenge there after what happened right there.
Paco: Yeah, and he did the smart thing… He didn’t attack Zimdela, knowing full well Zimdela would enjoy that… Instead, he made a fool out of him and did you see how pissed off Zim was?
Miller: Indeed, but if I was Heat, I would watch my back from now on very carefully. Well fans it’s time for the next match up of the night.
Talon defeated Mark Kelley via inside cradle
:~:The camera cuts backstage where we see the well-known office of the owner himself, ODJ. Dougg is sat in his desk, rearranging various office objects though notably not important paperwork. The office door swings open and in bounces, literally, ODJ’s handy man… or not-so-handy man… The Jackrabbit. Notably over the wrestler’s shoulder lies his plastic Jobber Championship Belt, the ICWF’s first unofficial title, though it’s gold paint has become particularly chipped and the plastic plates worn. :~:
The Jackrabbit: Hey’a Mistah Odjie, sir, Mistah, sir! You wanteds to see me for summat?!
ODJ: Ah Jackrabbit, yes. Yes, I did. It’s about a title shot…
The Jackrabbit: Oh oh! You wants me to defend my Jobber Championship! Yayay! Who’s the unlucky chappy? Dracy? Piccy? Kevvy Warm?
:~: ODJ gives The Jackrabbit an unamused and slightly exasperated look, his eyes hanging on the Jobber Title, clearly unimpressed. :~:
ODJ: Hm yes, about that…. Jobber…. Title belt…
The Jackrabbit: Yup! Great, isn’t it!? I mean… you chose ME to be the Jobber Champion of the wooooooorld! Me me me! No one else Aaaaaall The Jackrabbit… that’s me, by the way! I means, champion over everyone with jobs… and like, EVERYONE has jobs! Even you! Oh Mistah Odjie yous the bestest boss I ever…
ODJ: I want you to get rid of that damn belt!
:~: The Jackrabbit looks suddenly absently crest-fallen, his bottom lip sticking out into a big pout, his eyes looking back and forth between ODJ and the Jobber title belt. Suddenly he bursts into tears, bringing his hands up to rub at his eyes making them red and sore as a tear drips down his cheek… :~:
ODJ: Hey!… Hey!… No…. uhh…. Oh just shut up and listen a moment, damnit!
:~: The Jackrabbit lifts his eyes to ODJ, giving his boss an almost puppy-dog eyed look. :~:
The Jackrabbit: But… but… you don’t likes me any more!! I are the bestest champion!
:~: Fresh tears build under The Jackrabbit’s eyes. :~:
ODJ: Uhh… yes, okay sure! That’s what I mean! Wouldn’t you rather be any even better champion than the Jobber Champion?!
The Jackrabbit: B…B…Better champion than the Jobber Champion?!
ODJ: That’s right… instead of champion of all the jobbers.. uhh… wouldn’t you rather be champion of all the televisions?!
:~: The Jackrabbit’s eyes light up suddenly. A grin crosses his face and he nods his head frantically like a man possessed. :~:
ODJ: Excellent! Then we have a deal. You lose that… that…. Jobber belt, and you get a shot at Zimdela for the Television Championship…
The Jackrabbit (interrupting) : …of the woooooooooorld?
ODJ: Yes yes, of the world… you get a shot at the Television championship of the world, against Zimdela, at Deadly Revenge V. Am I understood?
:~: Without a moment’s thought, The Jackrabbit tosses the Jobber title to the floor, jumping up and down on the spot and giggling with delight. :~:
The Jackrabbit (interrupting) : Yes oh yes oh yes yes yes yes yes!! You’s understood Mistah Odjie! Thank you Mistah Odjie!! You is the bestest owner I ever had Mistah Odjie and I’ve had two in my lifetime! ‘cept that other guy what was in…
ODJ: You can go now, Jackrabbit.
:~: As if he hadn’t even heard him, the Jackrabbit continues babbling to himself excitedly as he skips out of the room, leaving ODJ shaking his head. The show takes a commercial break. :~:
:~:The show comes back on the air with Paco and Miller in front of us. :~:
Miller: Welcome back to the show fans and right before the break you saw another match up signed by ODJ himself, for Deadly Revenge V.
Paco: The Jackrabbit and Zimdela Brudon going at it for the TV title? Hell if you ask me they should be fighting for the Nut Case Championship. Both are number one contenders for that title…
Miller: Very cute. Both might be weird according to you, but they both have a lot of talent. Both show a lot of promise.. In other federations, this could be a World Title Match Paco!
Paco: Alright, I’ll agree with you in the ending there. All of the ICWF superstars are World Class athletes…
Miller: Wow really? You mean that?
Paco: Hell no you fruit cake!
Miller: Didn’t think so…
Paco: Oh God, Miller, the chickens are coming home to roost!
Miller: They are? Huh?
Paco: I should actually say the f'n pigs are coming home! Josh Allen has arrived, and I'm sure he brought that handicapped tag team partner of his with him ... and that damned man dressed up in a PIG costume. I mean, what the F is that about, eh?
:~:The scene cuts to the back where Josh Allen walks down the hallway with his North American championship laying over his shoulder. He turns his head around the corner. :~:
Josh Allen: HEY, CAELAN, Where the hell ARE you? We need to talk about our match!
:~:Allen continues searching until he finds the door labeled "Motion Picture." A door sign is hanging on the knob which reads "do not disturb." Allen begins to knock, but remembers that it IS his room. He turns the knob and enters. No one is there. :~:
Paco: I KNEW IT! Caelan is out barbequing that pig! He must be Polynesian!
:~:Josh listens as he hears the sound of running water from the shower room. He slowly walks towards the door and cautiously pushes it open. We follow him inside where Allen drops his title belt onto the floor, his mouth opening in shock. There, Caelan Tyler, and the fully-costumed pig man are doing a duet of "Rub-a-dub" as the costumed pig washes the body of the naked Caelan Tyler. The pig man gets
into the motion. :~:
Josh Allen: HOLY ... F*CK A THREE-LEGGED
CHICKEN!
Paco:WHAT THE HELL ... MY EYES! MY
EYES! OH MY GOD! What the ... How ... That's ...
Miller: .... disturbing ...?!
:~:Allen closes his eyes quickly and bends down to search for his title belt. He grabs it and runs out of the shower room, leaving the duet behind.:~:
Paco: Miller, it looks like ICWF hired someone just like you! Finally, a soul mate!!!
:~:Josh sticks his head next to the door and yells in.:~:
Josh Allen: HEY, Caelan, is that you in there?
Caelan Tyler: Oh shit, hide quick!
Josh Allen: Dude ... it's uh .. we have to talk about our .. our match ...
Caelan Tyler: Okay, uh, I'll ... I'll be right out!
:~:Josh walks out of the locker room, his face full of shock, and his life forever changed by the imagery. He walks away. :~:
Paco: Ugh, f'n gross! Most guys go for p*ssy, Caelan goes for piggy!
Miller: Dude, watch your mouth! ...*mumbles* I need to get to know this Caelan guy!
Paco: HUH?!
Miller: I said I need to zip up my fly ... er, I need to .. uh .. let's move on ... Fans, back to Joey we go for the next match up of the night. We found out earlier that Reggie Savage will challenge Draco for the World Lightweight Title… Now, it’s time for the second “#1 Contender’s” match.
Paco: I’m going to the back and drink a little somethin’ somethin’. I hate all three of these losers.
#1 IC title match Casanova defeated Derek Mobley and Kevin Heat via the “Destiny Calling” on Derek Mobley.
:~:The camera switches to the back where ODJ throws a beer can at the big screen TV in his office. He apparently was watching the match up that just took place. :~:
ODJ: Sorry piece of crap House of Pain… It’s a two on one match up pretty much and they still can’t manage to beat up a f’n sentinel.. I’m sick of them.. specially that Kevin Heat… Always running his mouth about how f’n great he is..
:~:ODJ turns and begins talking towards the camera. :~:
ODJ: I’ll tell you what, you’re not doing anything at Deadly Revenge V… So this is what I want you to do, I want you to teach that punk Heat a f’n lesson. I want you to hurt him.. I want you to break him.. Hell, impale him for all I f’n care… Just make sure he regrets talking the talk when he damn well knows he can’t walk the walk… Is that clear?
:~:The camera spins around to reveal the man ODJ was talking to… :~:
Talon: Crystal…
:~:ODJ begins laughing and then turns to see Jason Chase preparing for his match up with The Jackrabbit. ODJ rolls his eyes and turns back to Talon.. :~:
ODJ: Now here’s another f’n guy I can’t understand… The way he runs his mouth, you would think that his f’n mouth is 12 inches long…
Talon: I can shut him up too.
:~:ODJ turns towards Talon. :~:
ODJ: You want him too? On the same night?
Talon: why not?
ODJ:You think you can shut both of them up on the same night?
Talon: On the same minute.
:~:ODJ laughs loudly again. :~:
ODJ: You are my kind of guy Talon.. My kind of guy… sounds good then… You vs. Sullivan’s bitch vs. TLS jr. at Deadly Revenge Five… Have fun…
Talon: Oh I will….
:~:Talon leaves ODJ’s office as ODJ can’t help but to smile. The show goes to commercial.:~:
:~:The show comes back on the air with Paco and Miller in front of us.:~:
Miller: Well here we are waiting on "The Unstoppable Force" to come out and greet us with their presence but...
Paco: Hold up...look whose walking out here!
:~:"Nobody's Listening" by Linkin Park starts to play as Justin Zane enters the entrance way holding up a microphone to his lips. He is wearing a stylish black suit that is detailed with white skulls and other punk symbols. His eyes covered by his black Oakley’s with red lenses. The crowd goes to a hush as he does this. Street Shark and Harvey Danger are yelling at Justin to bring out their opponents.:~:
Miller: Is he out here to announce the surrender of "The Unstoppable Force"? Surely they would be out here already Paco.
Paco: Shut up! Those boys wouldn't quit with a shot at the tag team titles on the line...
Justin Zane: Don't worry boys your beat down is about to come because finally after a few month hiatus the one tag team in
ICWF who are going all the way to winning the tag team titles once again...They are Trent Steel and Jason Blood...Get ready to face..."THE UNSTOOOPPPAABBBBLLLEEEEEE FOOOOORRRCCEEE!!!!!"
:~:A sinister voice comes over the P.A.:~:
Voice: Nothing is going to stop us now...HIT IT!!
:~:"We're not gonna take it" by Twisted Sister starts to play as a fireball goes off in the center of the entrance way. Out of the smoke comes Trent Steel and Jason Blood. Each wearing black trench coats, black tank tops with the "UF" logo on them, black jeans, and black combat boots. Trent is wearing his black Oakley’s with red lenses and Jason is wearing a black and white version of his mask. They high five each other as they charge to the ring followed by both Justin Zane and Amber Dextris. Steel and Blood slide into the ring and start attacking their opponents before the bell even sounds. :~:
Tag Team Title Tournament Quarter Finals Unstoppable Force defeated The Misfits via the “X-Treme Blood Rain”
:~:ODJ is back at his office, taking a break in this busy night. He is throwing darts at a nearby wall. The camera swings around to see what the target is. Instead of one, he has two targets, which happen to be separate posters of PIC and Jack Sullivan. ODJ keeps nailing both men in the head with the darts… Just then there is a knock on ODJ’s door. He tells whoever it is to come in, and it is non-other than the European Champion, Justin Taylor. :~:
ODJ: Ah, if it isn’t the third member of my beloved “Brethren” What can I do for you Champ?
Taylor: Well I thought I would come in and talk to you about DR5. I saw you took care of The Jackrabbit and Talon earlier and was wondering what plans you have for me? I mean, you going to take care of me or what?
ODJ: Take care of you? I already have, you are a Champion aren’t ya?
Taylor: Yeah but I’m still itching to kick ass man, you know that!
ODJ: I hear ya. Well, who’s ass do you want to kick? Tell me who and it is done…
Taylor: For real?
ODJ: Yes sir.
Taylor: Well there is this big bastard who’s running around thinking he’s the shit just because he’s the biggest wrestler in the ICWF… I’m just itching to f’n make him feel my bite just so he realizes what a f’n joke he is..
ODJ: Oh yeah? Well you got him… He’s all yours… But could you do me a favor? Can you let him know he’s fighting you at DR5?
Taylor: Man I don’t want to go talk to that big goofy bastard.
ODJ: Who said anything about talking?
:~:Taylor smiles as ODJ smiles back, then goes back to throwing darts at PIC and Sullivan. Taylor leaves as the scene fades to black. The show takes another commercial break. :~:
:~:The show comes back on the air, still in the backstage area. We see Street Shark and Harvey Danger leaving the arena, a bit down after losing their debut tag match. Harvey Danger stops to get a drink out of a vending machine as Street Shark keeps walking around the corner. The camera follows Shark, and as soon as he passes by some boxes, Justin Taylor creeps out with a 2 x 4 in hand! He swings and breaks it over the back of Street Shark’s head!!! Street Shark stumbles forward, dropping to one knee and Taylor comes over, hooks him under his arm and drops him with his “flowing DDT” finisher! Justin Taylor begins talking trash to Street Shark and stomps on him a few times for good measure. Just then you hear someone yell “hey!” and Taylor simply walks away… The camera spins around to see Harvey Danger rushing over… He stops right where Street Shark has been laid out and checks on him… He begins calling for help as the scene fades to black. :~:
The Jackrabbit defeated Jason Chase via The Last Laugh
:~:The Jackrabbit is about to leave when Talon comes out and tells The Jackrabbit to stay inside… The Jackrabbit does as Talon slides inside the ring. Talon gets up and brings Chase up to his feet only to bust him right on his forehead with a lead pipe! Chase drops but Talon brings him back up and hooks him between his legs. Talon nods at Jackrabbit who begins nodding and laughing hysterically… Talon lifts Chase up for a power-bomb as The Jackrabbit runs up, springboards off the middle rope onto the opponent's shoulders, delivering a Crucifix Pin as Talon power bombs Chase onto his head and neck in a jackknife style way! The crowd boos loudly….:~:
Miller: and Jason Chase has been annihilated by Fusion Paco!!
Paco: Hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Hell of a move there, that’s their finisher too Miller!
Miller: I know, very deadly… Talon will face Jason Chase and Kevin Heat at Deadly Revenge V but I guess he couldn’t wait..
Paco: I guess Kevin heat couldn’t too because here he comes!!
:~:Kevin Heat rushes down the ramp and slides inside the ring. The Jackrabbit turns around and gets run over by him with a clothesline! Kevin Heat gets up and ducks a punch from Talon… Talon turns around and Kevin Heat nails him with a drop kick that sends him stumbling towards the ropes. Kevin Heat gets up and then charges at Talon but Talon explodes with a crushing clothesline! The Jackrabbit gets up and kicks Kevin Heat a few times before bringing him up, hooking him and dropping him with The Last Laugh! Talon goes to the corner as The Jackrabbit drags Kevin Heat to the middle of the ring… Talon stands on the top turnbuckle before jumping off and connecting with a “Death From Above” swan dive head butt! :~:
Miller: What a head butt!!
Paco: Hahaha, Kevin Heat tried to play the hero but he got reduced to f’n zero!
:~:Talon gets up and stands over Kevin Heat along with The Jackrabbit… They then raise their hands up in the air bringing loud boos from the crowd… The scene fades to black as the show takes the last commercial of the night. :~:
:~:The show comes back on the air and we cut to ODJ's office one last time. ODJ sits at his desk, feet up, with a Cuban hanging from the corner of his mouth. His arms back behind his head, he is relaxing after all “the hard work” he’s done tonight. A knock is heard on the door, and ODJ groans. Before he can respond, Harvey Danger shoves the door open. Tripping over a chair, Dougg shakes his head. Danger picks himself back up and brushes himself off.:~:
ODJ: Can I help you?
HARVEY: Did you see what happened to Street Shark?!
ODJ: (Looks around him, and talks to himself.) Great, now fans can come into my office and complain.
HARVEY: Boss, I'm not a fan.
ODJ: By boss, I presume you work here?
HARVEY: What? Yeah... come on, you know
who I am. Quit it.
ODJ: Ohhh yeah, your that new enhancement
talent, aren't you?
HARVEY: What? No! I'm Harvey Danger...
but never mind that. Did you just see what happened to my partner!? How
can you let that happen?
ODJ: Listen, Harry...
HARVEY: Harvey.
ODJ: What?
HARVEY: Harvey, Harvey Da.. never mind.
Go ahead.
ODJ: Yes, I saw Street Shark get pummeled. And?
HARVEY: And? And?! Taylor could have taken out my partner for good! He’s not only my partner but we’re boys! He protects me and I him!!
ODJ: So what does this have to do with me? Your really wasting my time, just like every other time you go out to the ring. It's really pathetic, you know. Just so you know, I've fired whoever hired you.
HARVEY: Oh... um, well... I want to get back at Taylor... I want to get him for what he did to Shark. And I want to hit him where it hurts the most. I want his Title. I want a shot at him and his precious European Title at Deadly Revenge.
ODJ: (Bursting out in laughter) You? Title shot at the Pay Per View? Against Justin Taylor? (He doubles over in laughter) Giving you a match against him at the Pay Per View would be like giving a steak to a hungry dog. It'd be like feeding the Christians to the lions! It'd be... hmmm… entertaining. (ODJ grows a wicked smile.)
HARVEY: What? I don't like that look…
ODJ: Now I can’t give you Taylor because he is going to face Street Shark, if he can make it… But what I can give you is a shot at one of the most hardcore, extreme wrestlers I have ever seen… So Harley, you'll get your title match. You'll entertain the crowd with a sickening, disgusting beating! Your opponent is going to tear you up kid and I for one can't wait to see you get taking out of the ring in a stretcher.
HARVEY: That’s not nice…
ODJ: Let me ask you something Hubert… Have you ever seen it rain blood…?
HARVEY: Uh, no…?
ODJ: Well at the PPV you will.. because you’ll face the master of the Blood Rain… Jason Blood!
:~:Harvey opens his mouth to speak, but only squeaks come out. He looks totally terrified as he turns and walks out. We cut back to Paco and Miller as ODJ laughs to himself.:~:
Miller: Poor Harvey Danger, he can’t catch a break…
Paco: Oh he’ll catch one at the PPV.. more than one I’m sure. Hahaha…
Miller: Well fans, the last match for Deadly Revenge has been booked, and Paco, what a PPV that is going to be!!
Paco: Hell yeah, a lot of f’n good matches.. I hope they are all hardcore too!
Miller: I hope not.. Well fans, it’s main event time… Who will be the last team to advance to the semi-finals? Let us find out now!
Paco: I hope is not another HOP member.. That will just ruin my night.
Extreme Evolution defeated Motion Picture
ODJ: Man I can’t remember the last time I did a results only card… boy do they suck… sorry guys.. PPV will be banging… promise. :o)
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