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~Assault: June 3rd, 2023~ Live From Autzen Stadium: Eugene, Oregon RP Limit: 1 Per Person/ 2 Per Team RP Deadline: 12am PTS/3am EST *Match One* ~Locker Room Brawl~ Jonny Trip Vs. Grant Hammer Match Two* ~Non-Title Match~ Scotty Paine {C} Vs. Konrad Raab *Match Three* ~Terror Dome Match~ AJ Flare Vs. Jenny Kay *Match Four* ~Tag-Team Match~ Samoan Tao Vs. Daughters Of Darkness Vs. Samoan Dynasty *Main Event* ~Japanese Jungle Match~ Troy Funk Vs. Bram Connan

Live from Portland, Oregon in the Moda Center *Dark Match* ~Strap Match~ Jennifer Enigma Vs. KD Feigel *This match, should of trully been on the main card. Both put in a solid effort, as it went back and forth. But in the end, the returning Enigma used the leather strap to whip KD and got the victory!!* Winner: Jennifer Enigma *Opening Segment* "I'm Not Jesus" by Apoctalyptica ft. Cory Taylor plays over the PA System, as Kaleb Steele walks out onto the stage. He greets the fans, and walks back and forth on the stage. He tells them about the card for the night. Some of the reaction are loud, while others not so much. He plays to the crowd, as we jump down to the ring for the first match* *Match One* ~Kumite Match~ Rachel Storm Vs. A.J. Flare *This match went rather fast, with both trying to finish it quickly. It brefly went back, and forth. But in the end, Aj locked the former Champion up in a kamora lock for the win* Winner: AJ Flare *Match Two* ~First Blood Match~ Mayhem Vs. Troy Funk *What was billed as the match of the night, really wasn't. This was a pretty one sided affair, and Troy Funk knocked out Mayhem reather quickly* Winner: Troy Funk *Segment One* *"Voodoo" by Godsmack plays over the PA Sytsem, and out comes Sammeal McBane. He plays tothe crowd a bit, and then tells the masses that the AWS Pennical Championship will now be known as The Ultraviolent Championship. He shows the new belt off, and says he can't wait to find out who's getting a shot at him next* *Match Three* ~Barbed Wire Cage Match~ Sara Frost Vs. Jenny Kay *Another match that looked good on papaer, but one the bell rang. It turned out, pretty one sided. As hard as Sara tried, this match was pretty much all Jenny* Winner: Jenny Kay *Match Four* ~Submission Match~ Bram Connan Vs. Mattias Vilhemsson *Bram stormed the ring, bum rushed Mattias, and knocked him clean out within a few seconds. The Celtic Beast destroyed his look-a-like, in dominate fashion* Winner: Bram Connan *Segment Two* *The scene jumps backstage, where we see the AWS Ultraviolent Champion cheering on his brothers as they prepare for theit Tag-Team Main Event match. He tells them, that the profits say they will win in their battle tonight* *Main Event* ~Flaming Tables Match~ The McBane Brothers Vs. BGM Firing Squad *And The McBane Family leader was correct. Gabriel, and Jacob ran through The Firing Squad like a hot knife through butter. This was completly one-sided, and rather ugly. Each Brother picked an opponent, and sent them through the flaming tables!* Winners: The McBane Brothers *Closing Segment* *The show end with Kaleb sitting behind his desk, with one hand over his forehead. Although it's faint, you can hear him mumbling under his breath. "What a shyte show!! What we supposed to be a two hour changing of the guard, turned into a Forty-Eight minute blood bath" ...*

*Tag Team Name* Samoan Tao *Stable Members* Everett & Malosi Aloni *Combined Weight* 520lbs *Alignment* Poppy Heel *Similar To* The Islanders *Theme Music* ”Ua Masa'a" by Shepherds Reign *Entrance Description* *TBA* *Signature Moves* Tino Gagana: Catapult, Clothesline Combination O'le Pau Tele: Bear Hug, Cross Body Combination *Finishing Moves* Le L'uga: Samoan Drop, Neckbreaker Combination Atua Maugamu: Powerbomb, Flying Clothesline Combination

*Wrestling Name* Malosi Aloni *Real Name* Same As Above *Weight* 245lbs *Height* 6,0" *Hometown* Island of Samoa *Theme Song* "Le Manu" by Shepherds Reign *Entrance* TBA Picture Base Solo Sikoa *Setup for Finisher(s)* Feosofi Ie Le-Itu: Jumping Side Kick Ua Soli Le-Ua: Neck Breaker *Finisher(s)* Spikah Samoa: Samoan Spike Faa'oao Foliga: Whellbarrow Bulldog *20 Basic Moves* 1) Jumping Samoan Drop 2) Snap Drop Kick 3) Running Bulldog 4) European Uppercut 5) Leaping Clothesline 6) Axe Kick To The Head 7) Double Arm Chickenwing Lift 😎 Rings Of Saturn 9) Code Red Armbar 10) Step-Over Texas Cloverleaf 11) Left-Right Combo 12) Head Lock into Back Breaker 13) Scoop Slam 14) Flatliner 15) Clothesline From Hell 16) Tilt-A-While Back Breaker 17) Snake Eyes Drop 18) Jack Hammer 19) Side Walk Slam 20) Military Press Slam *Alignment* Poppy Heel *Favorite Weapon* Kendo Stick *Favorite Pie* Puntang *Favorite Quote* Feel The Spike!! *Bio/Background* TBA

*We open in a dark dingy dungeon as Marria Santtini slowly wakes up, in pain, confused, and hungry* Marria: What the hell!? Where am I!? *Suddenly a light engulfed the room, and a few guards entered the jail room alongside an unknown man* Man: Welcome to Intergalactic Planet 97. I’m surprised you stayed unconscious the whole space-ship ride, but I must say the silence was Divine!! *The Man gripped the bars until his knuckles turned white, and he glared at his capturers* Marria: I don’t know what you have planned, but it’s not going to work and ... Man: Oh, shut up. *The Man blasts Marria with a taser gun, and she falls to the ground twitching* Man: You will do, what I tell you. Open the cell. *The guards do his bidding, and open the door to the cell while Marria is still down* Man: You are on the set of our newest television show. You have a big role to play. Bring her. *It takes several baby alien guards, but they manage to drag Marria out with them. You hear a familiar bass line. Will Smith has reshot the intro frame for frame* "Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air Intergalactic Planet 97" ~THE FRESH PRINCE OF INTERGALACTIC PLANET 97~ *The scene opens in the original set they had on the show. We find Will Smith talking to someone on the phone* Will Smith: Okay, so instead of being a contributing member of society, we are gonna ditch school and get some honies! Oh wait, Shh shhh … *Just then Uncle Philbot comes rolling in. A robot that looks like a cross between the robot from the Jetsons and James Avery. It turns and looks at Will and speaks in a monotone robotic voice* Uncle Philbot: Will, do not do anything stupid while I think you are doing good. The outcome will make me very angry with you. Will Smith: Oh hey Uncle Philbot, I’m not trying to make you upset. I want to overachieve and be studious. Uncle Philbot: That is ...loading please wait …My boy! *After Uncle Philbot leaves, Will goes back to the phone* Will Smith: We skip school and get the honies! *Everyone laughs. Later in the show Uncle Philbot catches Will and his friend in a bad part of town, and one of the honies is having a drug overdose* Uncle Philbot: WIIILLLLLLLLLL!! Unkown Man: CUT! Okay now take Will out and put Marria in. Maria, your motivation in this scene is you are about to get brutally assaulted by an angry robot. It hurts. Really bad. You don’t know why he just doesn’t stop beating you, but you know it’s all for your own good. *Marria stands on her marker next to the hulking Uncle Philbot, and her face turns pale* Marria: Um, Wut?? Man: ACTION!! *Sure enough, the robot just started beating the Hades Damnation out of Marria until she woke up again back in her dirty cell. In pain, confused and hungry* Marria: I gotta find a way out of here. *She said, alone in the dark* Marria: But how? I’m stuck in a cell, on an entire other planet. *Her stomach growled. They haven’t fed her in days. Just then, she looked in front of her and there was a biscuit on a plate that seemed to show up out of nowhere* Marria: Maybe, I’ve finally gone crazy? But I’m definitely going to eat that mystery biscuit. *Marria almost salivated, as she reached forward to grab the food but she was totally shocked when it pleaded with her to stop* Bisciut: Wait! Don’t eat me! It’s me! *Marria knew that voice. Sure enough, this biscuit was being possessed by her Brother Francco* Biscuit Francco: Okay, I don’t know why they made me a biscuit, but I’m back because I have to tell you something important. *Marria’s stomach growled, and she gave biscuit Francco a sniff. Baked fresh* Biscuit Francco: Things around here may not be what they seem, and …did you just break a piece off of me? *Marria puts the small chunk of biscuit Francco into her mouth. It was so good* Biscuit Francco: I can’t believe this! I come back from Hades to give you some life saving information ...and you are literally eating me! Marria: I’m sorry. I’m just soooo hungry. Biscuit Francco: Oh, for the love of gawd ...Listen, you have to get outside somehow. Once you do that, there will be someone looking at you, and they will give you the information you need! Marria: Okay, got it! *Marria couldn’t help herself anymore, and just completely devoured biscuit Francco* Marria: Now what was he saying again? *Just then the guards came walking in to get Marria for today's scenes. She goes with them, and starts talking to one of the guards* Marria: Hey man, that’s a nifty looking taser gun. I like the blue color. *The guard looks generally happy to get a compliment* Guard: Thanks. I got my wife and my kids' names engraved on the handle. Marria: Wow that’s cool! Can I see? Guard: Well, I’m not supposed to … Marria: Come on, I’m just a prisoner. You can trust me. Guard: Well okay, I guess. *The guard hands Marria his taser gun, and naturally Black Rose turns it against the guards* Guard: *sniff* Betrayal hurts … *The few guards go down after being charged with electricity and Marria goes running in search of an exit. After a whole chase sequence complete with that multiple doors gag where they all kept running in, and out of the doors while being joined by two bears on Unicycles, a zombie Ronald Reagan, the Pussycat Dolls, and Frankie Muniz for some reason. Marria finally lost the guards, and found the exit door. She bolted out of it and took her first breath of fresh air in what felt like weeks. And that’s when she noticed the “person” waiting for him. It was the Statue of Liberty! Marria drops to her knees, and shouts toward the heavens* Marria: GIHHHHHA, IT WAS EARTH ALL ALONG! YOU TRICKED ME, YOU DAMN DIRTY STINKIN BASTARDS!! GIHHHHHHHAA!! ~MARRIA SANTTINI FACE OF THE FRANCHISE~ Marria: Now, when I say I’m going to win the match. *Marria slowly nods her head as the next scene opens* Marria: I absolutely, mean it! *Marria pauses for a few moments, and then continues on* Marria: It’s not my destiny to be the best. I don’t have some Gawd like premonition. It’s just the idea of stepping in the ring, against another wrestler and me coming out the winner in the end ...just sounds like one of the many, many, many great things, that I’m capable of. *Marria beams with confidence, as she smirked* Marria: And sure, anything can happen. Someone could beat me, or I slip and cost myself the match ...or the other jabroni in the match, some how beats me and talk about it to her grand kids. *Marria shook her head, and laughs a bit* Marria: But I won't allow myself, to think about all those other things. Nah, I’m laser focused on the goal at hand. It's to knock everyone out, in my way. Especially, Vera Eames ...on my way to become the next European Champion and never let go of it! *Marria grins wildly, and rubs her palms together in anticipation* Marria: It’s gonna be totally sweet. What will be even better, is once I win this match and become the only rookie Champion ...I’ll have done it without having to sacrifice myself to any harm. Years ago, I put another dead companies title ...the XWA women's title into the crown, and I lost. It may not mean much to other people, but I let down people that I respected when that happened. I disappointed people, that helped give me my start and that’s always been a black cloud over my head that I regret. *Marria pointed to herself. No smirk or grin, just a serious statement*[/icolor] Marria: I refuse to let that happen to the European Title. Even if I win it, I can’t let all the hard work that everyone involved become an asterisk in the history of the crown. *Marria took a step forward, eyes locked on the camera lens* Marria: So that’s why I have to find another way. That’s why I have to win this match. So, I’m not thinking about any other outcome. There is no other possible way for this match to end, that doesn’t involve that European Title being draped over my shoulder ...within my mind. *Another small pause, before she continues on* Marria: So when my music hits, I’m coming in like a buzzsaw. I’m going to cut through everyone it takes, I’m going to do whatever is necessary. If I gotta cheat, well then you best believe ...I’m going to be out, there bending the rules as well. *Marria pauses shortly again, and then quickly speaks again* Marria: Because at the end of the day, if your not here to be the Champion. If you aren’t here to be the absolute best, then get the Hades out of my way ...because you have no chance against me. I’m here to be the Face of the Franchise, the best in Triple Dubba ...that’s whole wrestling world, of course. I’m here to be the top bytch, the leading woman of the entire AWS ...And I’m here at AWS to take back, what should have been mine all along!! *Marria pauses one more time, before finishing what she has to say*[/icolor] Marria: At Flashpoint …I’m here to win!!

*Stable Name* The Reapers, MC *Stable Members* Byker Bytch Darrick Kaine Jay Williams Lance Williams *Business Partner* Erin Stone *Combined Weight* Byker & Kaine: 490lbs LSO: 435lbs *Alignment* Poppy Heel *Similar To* The Aces & Eights *Theme Music* Stable Theme: "This Life" by Curtis Stigers & The Forest Ranger Byker & Kaine: "House of The RisingSun" by White Buffalo LSO: "Sons of Plunder" by Disturbed *Entrance Description* TBA *Signature Moves* Two Brothers: Assisted Samoan Drop {LSO} Epic Fall: Irish Whip, Into A Big Boot {Byker & Kaine} *Finishing Moves* Flying Stars: Double Top Rope Slash {LSO} Crash Course: Belly To Back Suplex, Spear Combination {Byker & Kaine}

*Wrestling Name* Byker Bytch *Real Name* CC *Weight* 175lbs *Height* 5,10" *Hometown* White Hills, New Jersey *Theme Song* "Drink, Drank, Drunk" by Hellyeah *Picture Base* ODB *Finishers* Full Throttle: Running Spear Seized Motor: Triangle Lock *Signature Moves* Junk It: Fall Away Slam Kick Stand: Spiked Pile Driver *20 Basic Moves* 1) Samoan Drop 2) Drop Kick 3) Running Bulldog 4) European Uppercut 5) Clothesline 6) Jump Kick 7) Double Arm DDT 😎 Rings Of Saturn 9) Fuji-Wa Armbar 10) Texas Cloverleaf 11) Left-Right Combo 12) Head Lock 13) Scoop Slam 14) Flatliner 15) Mule Kick 16) Tilt-A-While Slam 17) Snake Eyes Drop 18) Running Power Slam 19) Side Walk Slam 20) Choke Hold *Alignment* Natural, leaning towards Heel *Favorite Weapon* Motorcycle Chain *Favorite Quote* "Don‘t Be Mad, ‘Cause I‘m a Woman and Stronger Than You!!" *Bio* TBA *Entrance* *"Drink, Drank, Drunk" by Hellyeah blasts over the PA System, as the crowd boos and Byker Bytch comes out on stage with her motorcycle chain. She looks at the fans, and then takes her time going down the ramp. The crowd boos loudly, as she makes her way to the ring. She starts bouncing around the ring, and then smiles sadistically at the crowd. She then sits on the second turnbuckle, in the corner of the ring and awaits the start of the match* *Achievements/Titles/Awards* - uXwA Vixen Rookie Year ‘14 - Former uXwA Lady Rose Champion - Former 2x AHW Women's Champion

*Name* Darrick Kaine *Nickname* The Ghost Rider *Hometown* Death Valley, California *Height* 7'0" *Weight* 315lbs *Pic Base* “Biker” Undertaker *Alignment* Heel *Theme Song* "Rise Up Dead Man" by GMV *Written Entrance* *Suddenly the lights go dim, as the sounds of motorcycle pipes echo throughout the arena. They rev three or four times, before “Rise Up Deadman '' by GMV plays over the PA System. A rough male voice rings out “I’m Here”. Then a custom Harley Davidson rips up onto the rampway, and then makes its way down the ramp. The rider is none other than, Darrick Kaine. The newest Superstar to join World Championship Wrestling. He takes a few laps around the ring, and then comes to rest at the bottom of the rampway. Darrick steps off the bike and removes his Colored vest. He sets it on the seat of the bike, and rushes towards the ring. Darrick steps over the ropes, and slowly walks to the middle of the ring. He then stands, and then gets one knee and sticks his long tongue out, as the music dies off* *Wrestling Style* Powerhouse/Brawler *Standard Moves* 1} Knee Lift 2} Powerslam 3} German Suplex 4} European Uppercut 5} Clothesline 6} Dragon Suplex 7} Running Bulldog 8} Spin Buster 9} Left-Right Combo 10} Headlock Takedown 11} Scoop Slam 12} Pump Handle Slam 13} Body Slam 14} Wizard Throw 15} Head Kick 16} Leg Kick 17} Whizzer Over-Hook 18} Head Butt 19} Hip Toss 20} Punching Combination[/i] *Signature Moves* Apehanger: Jumping Clothesline Pit Stop: Snakes Eyes, Followed By A Running Boot To The Face *Finishing Moves* Final Destination: Extended Powerbomb Lockdown: Triangle Lock *Brief Biography* To Be Added *Accomplishments* Former AWS Tag-Team Champion {Sammeal McBane}

*Pic Base Name* Roman Reigns *Superstar’s Name* Everett “Rock Hard“ Aloni *Weight* 275lbs *Height* 6,5" *Alignment* Poppy Heel *Hometown* Kaneohe Bay, Hawaii *Entrance Theme* ”Warrior‘s Song" {Hardcore} by Warrior Project https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WewMLdx5bNk *Detailed Entrance* ~The Warrior Project's “Warrior’s Song{Hard Core}” blast of out the PA System, as Everett comes rushing out onto the stage. He makes his way to the middle of the ramp, and throws his fists into the air. Then he stalks his way down to ringside, where he hops up onto the apron. He looks side to side with his cold eyes, and then climbs into the ring. He dashes around the squared circle, then comes to rest in the far corner~ *Famous Quote* ”Oohrah, Come Get Some!" or “Semper Fi, Do or Die Marine!” *Finishers* 1}Ti’Ele Tau: Big Spear 2} Momin Aye Fa‘Anna: High Angel Press Spine Buster *Signature Moves* 1} Rock Hard: Superman Punch 2} Stone Pile: Bull Dozer *Top 20 Moves* 1) Jumping Samoan Drop 2) Snap Drop Kick 3) Running Bulldog 4) European Uppercut 5) Leaping Clothesline 6) Axe Kick To The Head 7) Double Arm Chickenwing Lift 😎 Rings Of Saturn 9) Code Red Armbar 10) Step-Over Texas Cloverleaf 11) Left-Right Combo 12) Head Lock into Back Breaker 13) Scoop Slam 14) Flatliner 15) Clothesline From Hell 16) Tilt-A-While Back Breaker 17) Snake Eyes Drop 18) Jack Hammer 19) Side Walk Slam 20) Military Press Slam *Bio* Aloni is a Captain in the United States Marines, once stationed at Kaneoche Bay, Hawaii. He grew up on the Island of Samoa, and idolized such wrestlers as Jimmy “Superfly” Snuka, and The Head Shrinkers. But he went on to play High School Football, and after a failed attempted at the Collage Ranks. He joined the Marines. After five years, and being stationed all over the world. He came home and fallowed his childhood dream of becoming a Professional Wrestler! *Achievements/Titles/Awards* AHW Rookie Year: Dec. ‘13 Last AHW World Heavyweight Championship {Fed Closed} Last XWA Tag-Team Champion {W/ Chris Matthews} Only UXWA United States Champion Only UXWA Tag-Team Champion {W/ Chris Matthews} Former ECW: Reboot World Heavyweight Champion {Fed Closed} Current Kore Champion

*Stable Name* McBane Family *Stable Members* Sammeal Gabriel Jacob "Sister" Lilith {Manager} *Combined Weight* Jacob & Gabriel: 660lbs *Alignment* Monster Heel *Similar To* Demolition *Theme Music* "White Rabbit" by Egyptian Central *Entrance Description* TBA *Signature Moves* Purgatory: Double Inverted DDT Darkness Falls: Double Flapjack *Finishing Moves* Hades Damnation: Spinebuster, Clothesline Combination Great Agony: Powerbomb, Neckbreaker Combination

*Stable Name* House of Paine *Stable Members* Scotty Paine Jigsaw DKM Ki Morbid {Manager} *Combined Weight* Jigsaw & DKM: 435lbs *Alignment* Heel *Similar To* Jersey Triad *Theme Music* "Paine" by Three Days Grace *Entrance Description* TBA *Signature Moves* Distorted: Poetry In Motion Manic: Catapult, Diving Bulldog *Finishing Moves* Unhinged: Total Elimination Insanity: Super Kick, German Suplex

{The scene opens on a cool, dusk evening in the middle of a park. The early spring leaves are shaking in the treetops above. In the center of the park, a pair of men sits atop a single stool. Behind him are fice violinists, playing what we recognize to be a dramatic string version of ""White Rabbit" by Egypt Centeral" that haunts the purple sky. The camera zooms in on The McBane Brothers, the occupant of two stools, wearing an all-black suits and crimson red ties. They raise their heads, stare coldly into the camera, and then grin a mischievous smiles} Gabriel: This here is Waterfront Park, quite the famous park here in Portland, Oregon. Supposedly it used to be a burial ground for those less fortunate, who were alone in life and no one to pay for their final resting place. When the Oregon Parks and Recration department bought up the land ...they moved as many of the graves as they could, but many were left behind ...due to the bad shape they were in. Because of this, they say this place is haunted at nights, especially when the sound of music is being played. Legend has it, that those left behind come out beneath the willow trees and seek their old graves. {Gabriel takes a moment to turn, and motion to the quintet of violinists. He nods his head to the sound of the music, and turns back around. He laughs and stands up. He starts making his way towards a willow tree, musicians in tow. This is when Jacob speaks, for the first time} Jacob: Why the hades would The McBane Brothers be in this haunted park? Well, simply put ...we laugh in the face of evil. No, no, no ...we spit in its face. Which is exactly, what we will do Friday night! Gabe ... {Jacob lets out a hearty laugh, as they nears the willow tree. He looks again at the camera, the joking demeanor disapears from his face} Gabriel: You thrive on being in people's heads, but we've made a fortune on calling people's bluffs. You aren't used to someone playing mind games with you, but that's what The McBanes does best. We make our opponents second guess us, themselves, and when they think they have it all figured out ...we lay down our cards, and take their chips. We saw your interview with Mr. Thompson, you calling us the good wolves ...telling the world, how you are going to rip us apart and carry our heads around on a pikes. {By now Gabriel is at the base of the tree, and starts placing candles around it in the shape of a goat head. The band, still playing their melody, circle around the back of the tree} Jacob: You see, our ancestors weren't just "The wolf people." We kept wolves as pets, like little puppy dogs ...and that is what you are, a little puppies. Then, when one of those "bytches" got out of line ...it was OUR people, the only ones that could put them down without their evil spirits consuming us. That is our job this coming Friday, here in Portland ...To put down, the big bad wolves. {The night sky, now dark as tar encompasses the park. An eerie fog starts slowly rolling in. As the music continues, The McBane Brothers pull lighters from their pockets, and starts lighting the goat head os candles. They put the lighters away, straightens their ties, and lean into the camera} Gabriel: You claim to be a devil? That devil's always win? We fear, that your world as you knew it ...will end on Friday. Are we on your radar now? This is war, and we have no doubts ...there will be bloodshed on both sides. The wild pack will circle, to devour it's prey and who will be left standing? The McBane Brothers, OR the puppy dogs ...The Firing Squad? Kaleb knew that, it's a combustible situation. He figured out his error of putting these two in our match, to become a casualty of our war ...just as he pointed out. So he made the smart choice to protect his investment, and removed extreme rules from our match. That's the smart move, but unfortunately for you ...you have no easy way out, no one looking for your best interests ...No, all you have is us, the Devil's Sons looking you dead in your demented eyes. Telling you that after this Friday, the only thing you will be able to do ...is tuck your tails, take waht's left your piece of mind, and get the Hades out of our way. 'Cause when you are a member of The McBane Family, you go straight to the top!! {Gabriel laughs as he throws his hands up to the camera in the shape of the devil's horns. As the camera slowly zooms out, Jacob holds a pose as the candles burn and the band plays on. In the background of the willow tree, you can make out a ghostly image of a man in 19th century clothing, staring at the tree, and chilling the night air as he looks for his final resting place. The scene fades to black}

*Tonight, tonight is Monday night. The night shows that the new work week is in full force. The history of the past has gone in the record books, and shall never be visited again. A new chapter begins, and with the next episode of Depravity. A legend was made, new alliances were born, title changes, and rookies got their start, but there was one thing that some people never expected. The fans of the wrestling world thought he was done, out with a broken neck. However, he explained to the fans last month. It was only a sprain. The man they all hated at one point this year. Due to his actions towards wrestlers like Thantos Myssiah and AJ Flare, the two most beloved wrestlers on the roster of another wrestling company long forgotten. But even when he faced the most hated man in the long history of said company, Scotty Paine. He was still booed by the fans. He never got the fans on his side. No matter who he faced, what he won, who he lost to. The fans never embraced the rookie wrestler. But on that night, something unexpected happened. Some of the fans were cheering for him, as he was making a speech in the ring. It was mostly booed, but a few fans were cheering. Even chanting his name, happy to see that he is back in the ring. During his speech, he mentioned how he wants to start off at the bottom. In order for him to restart his career in the now defunct promotion. We know what he did before this year. Beating AJ Flare in a Triple Threat Match for a shot at the World Title. Then, he just stopped caring about wrestling. He was late to show up every week, and would take the easy way out to go after the Title, he once wanted so much. He was able to cheat his way to a win, or a DQ until he came across Scotty Paine. With some help from Kaleb Steele, Scotty was able to beat him for the World Title. After that, he cared less and less. Which some thought wasn’t possible. He lost to Logan at Payback, so he “quit” wrestling for a grand total of two weeks. Until he came back under his real name, confusing everyone. That didn’t last long either, as he was fired for unprofessional conduct backstage. But, he returned after a talk with his friend, CC. He faced off against AJ Flare again at "End Of Days'' in what some people called another great Pay Per View Co-Main Event. It was then, that he sprained his neck. At the time though, he thought it was broken. Thus, he wasn’t sure about his wrestling future. A few weeks later, he found out though. So that’s how he got here, in a match at Depravity. This event will see Sara Frost take on Jenny Kay, in a singles match. Mayhem versus Troy Funk in a First Blood match. Plus, KD Fiegel, and the returning Jennifer Enigma* ~We cue into the home of Bram Connan in The Bronx. His small house is messy. Magazines and books were scattered all over the floor. Pizza boxes are covering up the countertops in the kitchen. His workshop, though, is neatly clean. Everything is where it should be. Bram's old title belts, articles, awards, etc. Are all on the wall, arranged in chronological order. Of course, it dates with his varrious promotions. First of all, since he made his wrestling debut in ta defunked company. On his desk, there are various images of his upcoming DVD, “The Celtic Beast Story: Fighting Isn’t a Word, It’s a Way of Life.” Many of them show him holding a title in the air, but a few show him bloody after one of his grueling matches. Mostly against the likes of Eric Cobretti. Whether it was in the uXwA, or where they were together. Or his match against Chet Finnley, a couple of years ago. Either way, these covers look to be amazing. Then we see Bram staring out a window, watching the people walk along the streets of The Brox. Kids are playing on the sidewalks, cars are zooming past, and laughter is heard from people telling stories or jokes to one another. But this doesn’t seem to faze Bram. Looking closer, we notice that he is wearing his brand new hoodie of himself. Much like the one he wore at another company. Which is no longer available anywhere, so you can't order it. Anyways, his pants are just normal jeans, and shoes. Well, wrestling boots. Something Bram seems to wear often. He rubs his eyes, as he turns around. He walks over to his make-shift desk. He sits down in his chair. He puts his feet on the desk itself, before turning on Spotify. He browses through his vast music collection, perhaps getting a feel for the mood today. Bram finally stops and clicks on a song. Upon hearing the song for a few seconds, it is determined that he has put on “Wicked Games” by Corey Taylor. He turns the volume down, so it’s just barely heard as a background song. He sighs and takes a deep breath. He exhales and runs his fingers through his black hair. A dye job went wrong most likely. Anyways, he takes his feet off the desk and places his hands on the desk now. A few seconds, then minutes of silence fills the air. Outside of the music that is barely audible at the moment. Finally, Bram begins to speak~ Bram: Here am I, once again. Sitting before the AWS fans. The fans, who I had thought hated me my whole time here. The other night though? I was cheered by a few of them. But for what? Showing more enthusiasm, than I have all year? I don’t know, but that took me off guard though. Hearing those fans chant for The Celtic Beast sent chills down my spine. Hearing those fans cheering for me in the general admission section sent chills down my spine. Never have I gotten such a good reaction in wrestling this year. It’s always been “I hate you Damion” or “F*ck you Bram” from the fans. So I went on to tell you all ...well, the people there and the people watching at their homes on Network TV. That I want to start again, from all the way down at the bottom. I want to work my way from the ground up. I want to show you fans, that I still have what it takes. It begins this week at Depravity. ~Bram spins his chair around, and stands up. He starts to pace around his workshop, thinking of the right words to say~ Bram: Yeah, I am making my return as the Bram of old this week. It'll be against Matthías Vilhelmsson in this match. The only match I truly care about here is this one. My last match was a Triple Threat match, against Logan and Eric Cobretti. Those two put up a fight, and I expect nothing less from this one. I know a few were in a match last night. CC made her debut like me, she lost to a better wrestler. Of course, though …she did have someone hit her in the head with a f*cking kendo stick. But I guess, she had that coming. Mattias you seem to be a good wrestlers and all, but this is my time to make my return. You blew your chance at your first win last time, and it won’t happen this time either. In all honesty, I think you would be better served to go against someone like Nick Nytro. A man who lost anything, and everything throughout his career in wrestling. Of course, though …he did beat me once. And as hard as that is to believe. Outside of that though, Nick Nytro was nothing. Anyways, enough talking about that baboon. Mattias, you have money do you not? Thanks to Kaleb Steele ...Then, why a wrestling promotion? I mean, if I had money like that? I wouldn’t be wrestling … well, I would be. But I would, but for free. ~Bram looks into the camera, and lets his words sink into everyone's mind. He tilts his head to one side, and then the other before continuing on~ Bram: I saw your last promo for ....wherever they booked you. While you are a good wrestler, you think you are the greatest. That is the problem with you rookies, you aren’t humble enough to know when someone is better than you are. Your opponent may not have been able to match you hold for hold, but stepping into the ring with me is an entirely different story. Watch my matches with Logan, one of the so-called greatest wrestlers in another company. Watch how I went hold for hold with him. Watch me kick out of two of his Punt Kicks. Mattias, in due time ...you will be great, but for the time being. All of you are, is just a potential victim of being Knocked Out!! ~Bram stops pacing back and forth. He stands up straight for a few seconds, before returning to pacing around the room. He looks like some sort of caged animal, ready to be unleashed~ Bram: Then we have the true debut of Matthías Vilhelmsson. He looks like he has been through Hades Damnation, doesn’t he? The man is possessed by some sort of demon, maybe? I don’t know for sure. But Mr. Vilhelmsson looks to be quite an odd man. I mean, maybe he isn’t a man at all. Maybe he is this “monster” that voice was saying to him. I don’t know, and I really don’t care. “The Void” Matthías Vilhelmsson , wants to be a psycho. I thought, I split personality a few years ago. But this guy takes the cake. I could just go outside of the ring, and let the personalities beat each other ...to the point of death, before making a move. But that would be the Bram everyone hated. No, I am going to take the fight to him. I will teach him what it’s like to be in the In For The Kill. This person thinks he has a chance at beating me at Depravity ...I don’t think so!! ~This roockie will find out why I am the Stronge Arm of Steele Industeries. Why I am considered by some people, as one of the best in another company a few years ago. This person will find out why I am called The Celtic Beast. At Depravity, Matthías Vilhelmsson better be ready for me. If not, he will suffer in defeat and ponder “How did I become another victim, to the Clawed To Death”? Bram pushes the camera over, as it goes into static~ *After watching this, we do wonder if Bram does mean to earn his way back towards the top. I guess, we can only think about it for now. The coming months will truly show if he is for real, or just running his mouth. Only time can tell what will happen between now and the Upcoming Depravity. Will Bram be able to deliver, or will another superstar be able to score a huge win? It's as simple as winning this big match* ~We start off tonight on the streets. You should have heard of him by now. The place where people walk, drive, bike, skateboard, rollerblade, etc. to get where he needs to go in life. But one man likes to walk his way around town. One man chooses to just simply walk to where he needs to go. Of course, one has to realize that in the long run, walking has its advantages over driving. The advantages: exercise, fresh air, take your time to go wherever you are going. But there are many disadvantages though. I mean, who would want to tire themselves out before a huge match at Depravity? No one, that's who. Bram's riding his custom motorcycle. Anyways, this is his road back to the top after all. The higher up you are in the wrestling world. The more fame, more money, more women, more motorcycles, the bright lights, and the overall feeling of being a bad @$$. Because you can call yourself the best. One would think that the life of a wrestler. Would be somewhat easy on the road to this fame, but it is quite the opposite. The life of a wrestler can be quite tough on the body, mind, and spirit. Back on the streets, we notice Bram is the man who we saw riding around a bit earlier. He is slapping hands with a few fans, as he now walks down the street. A few women are seen talking about him like school girls, until they notice the ring. They walk along, no longer looking at him. There is a scar from him hitting light tubes a few years back. Other than that though, nothing appears out of the ordinary. He walks up a bit of stairs to get to his house. He shuts the door behind him, as he checks the mailbox. Nothing in there, as always. He shrugs his shoulders, as the elevator opens. Bram pushes the button for the bottom floor. The elevator shuts, and begins its ascent to the basement floor. Not a very long ride, as the door opens. Bram walks out, and keeps going until he gets to his workshop. He opens the door to see his lovely girlfriend reading a magazine. He grins once he sees what the magazine is. We look to see if it is some random porn magazine. He nods then heads to his "thinking area". Of course, this is a different workshop from what we are used to seeing. He must have gotten a new one, which is pretty badass. Bram looks around the room, seeing all of his old titles, newspaper articles, and pictures. All among his other accolades in his three-year career in wrestling. One has to remember, that this time of the year is going much better for him compared to last September. When he was in prison for various reasons. Anyways, Bram sits down at his desk and logs onto his laptop. The next thing we know, he is looking at the new and improved AWS website. He is looking at the various columns, results, wrestler pages, etc. Then he sees the preview for Depravity this week. He sees the other matches on the show, besides his for the evening. He closes the window, and gets up from his chair. Bram heads back up to the living room to see his girlfriend watching TV now. She is laughing, as Bram sits down next to her on the couch. He puts his arm around her, as she leans in and puts her head on his shoulder~ Bram: Anything good on, babe? Girlfriend: Not really ...just South Park. Bram: It’s not that bad of a show. I know, I heard you laughing. Girlfriend: I’m not much for little kids cussing all the time. I wish Family Guy was on. Bram: It will be on Friday night. Girlfriend: But I gotta watch you wrestle on Friday. Bram: Speaking of which, I have another match on my long road back to the top of the Wrestling World. This week, I get a chance to show my skills in AWS. This is the chance I've been waiting for, babe. Girlfriend: Yeah, I remember watching a few matches last week on Slam TV. It was pretty good, I guess. Bram: But not as good, as the re-debut of myself though. You'll see me beat Matthías Vilhelmsson in a pretty competitive match. If he keeps at it, he’ll have a good future in AWS. But for now though, he gets the honor of being in the same ring as me. Which is tough luck for the kid. I mean, he can go out and have a good match with anyone else. But against me, it is a whole different story. He hasn’t faced a wrestler like me before. Ask anyone in AWS, what it is like to have me in the ring for a one-on-one match. Hades, he can ask Eric Cobretti or Chet Finnley how good I am. They found out the hard way, and he will find out this week!! ~Bram gets up and walks around the room, staring his frantic pacing again~ Bram: Matthías Vilhelmsson, all you are is just another name to me. Until you really impress me, that’s all you’ll continue to be ...is just another name in the pack. Much like everyone else in wrestling, I had to work my way up the ladder. Here in AWS, I was thrust into this match against a person ...which gave me a crash course in everything. I mean, I was in the main event of two Assault Shows. Which were my second and third matches in wrestling. And at One, I beat Eric Cobretti in his match. But that is history, now. Then a couple of years back, I asked Nick Nytro about the matches we were putting on out there. We tore the house down, every night. ~Bram goes and grabs a bottle of whiskey. He unscrews the cap, and takes a large gulp~ Bram: Then a year ago, my up and down year. I started the year off like a house of fire. I was able to win the Number One Contender's Match ...before my ego got the best of me. All of a sudden, I thought everyone should roll over and die for me in the ring. That came back to bit me in the @$$, when I had to face Brian Blades. He beat me, pretty badly. So I just kinda lost interest in wrestling for quite a while. Then at "End Of Days", I was the first real challenge to Chet Finnley for that World Title. We put each other through Hades, and back that night. I sprained my neck, severly. I thought it was broken at the time. That match against Chet almost ended my career. But I came back after a month, and was ready to go again. You saw last week, you saw me get the win over a few good wrestlers. Sadly, it was a dark match. ~Bram gulps the rest of the bottle down, before throwing it in the trash~ Bram: Matthías Vilhelmsson, I want you to ask yourself if you are ready. Are you ready to face a talent like The Celtic Beast so early in your young career? If you manage to beat me at Depravity, it will help you in ways you could never imagine. Matthias, if you beat me ...you could claim you beat the best in the business. But, that won’t be the case. Matthias, you aren’t ready to beat a wrestler like me. Maybe in a year, you could go against me once again. But for the time being, I am simply too good for you to beat. It’s simple really, you get in that ring at Depravity and try to compete against me. I beat you, and you go back thanking your lucky stars ...I didn’t kill you. My drive to get back to the top of wrestling is very high, right now. I am ready to get back to the position I was once in. All you are Matthias, is just another stepping stone on my climb back to the top. ~Bram grabs a brick, and throws it. We hear the smash of a car window, as Bram laughs and people are yelling in the background~ Bram: Oh Shyte, that’s great stuff there. Don’t you just love messing with people’s minds like that? I mean, it’s great that they have no idea how that happened. Did the brick fall off the building, or was it thrown by some @$$hole like me? Anyways, Matthis can’t be more concerned with other wrestlers though. There are many people who overlooked me in their career, and well ...it bit them in the @$$ to be quite frank. Not to get too far in my past tonight, but taking Eric Cobretti for example. When I went into PWI …He overlooked me, only to fall flat on his head. I mean, sure he was ...still could be, a great wrestler but he failed to see the fact ...that I am quite the opponent. ~Bram starts walking outside, slowly though as we see "The Celtic Beast" tattoo on his back. He walks around as the stars are shining brightly. He spits on the ground, as he turns his back to the camera~ Bram: But I have earned my right to run my mouth. I have earned the right to talk about who I have beat in the past. Who I have taken to their absolute limit. You, on the other hand …should be more respectful to someone who knows what works around here. Matthias, your lack of respect has pissed me off. To claim you are the future of this business is quite ...well, for a lack of better terms here. You don't realize that I have only been wrestling for three years? Don’t you realize, that despite my many matches over those years ...I am still in great shape, minus that neck injury. Matthias, you have to understand that this is about more than you calling yourself the future of wrestling. Hades, at one time ...I was just like this promotion. Young, cocky, thought I could beat anyone at any given time. A few @$$ kickings later, I found out that I was quite wrong. I found out that some wrestlers are quite skilled at what they do. You will find out that no matter how good you are, there is always someone a bit better. Take myself for an example. I thought, I was the better wrestler, and many have proved me wrong as a real wrestler should. Can you do that same thing, Matthias?!? ~Bram rolls his neck again, popping it his time~ Bram: Yes I know my road back to the top is going to be tough. But it won’t be because of you. On the mountain to the top, you are merely a pebble compared to some of the other wrestlers. I will have to face it in the future. You see Matthias, you're not the future of wrestling by any means. I am not the future either. No one is exactly the future of this business. Everyone in Wrestling Community makes up the future. Not just a single person. If one person leaves, it could cripple a promotion ...unless someone else steps up, and fills their spot. Everyone ensures that this industry has a future. Matthias, I will prove my point to you at Depravity. I will show you that, you aren’t the future of Wrestling. Matthias, I hope you're prepared. Are you ready to face The Celtic Beast? There is only one way to find out, and that is to step into the ring with me. Matthias, be sure to rest up …be sure you are well fed, and be sure that you are truly ready for this match. If not, you will become just another victim just like Cobretti!! ~A thunderstorm cloud rolls in, perhaps proving the point about the career of a wrestler that once shone so brightly. Was only to get covered by ego, a mistake, or just blind faith. Bram smirks, as he heads inside~ Bram's Voice: It's as simple as, Tap or Snap Bytch!!

*Dark Match* ~Strap Match~ Jennifer Enigma Vs. KD Feigel

{That old wooden chair creaked and cracked, as it rocked back and forth. From his fedora hat to his long black coat, to his boots. The Monster Within sat there calm as could be, as he stared at the crimson red stains on the wall. Back and forth he rocked} Shadow Walker: How did you pull this off?? {Muttered the Monster Within under a heavy breath. He looked around the porch, as he lifted a bottle of whiskey to his lips that had been firmly grasped in his right hand and took a sip} Shadow Walker: I know that somehow ...some way you can hear me, Sammy … {He spoke, as he looked around the porch again. It was dark and dirty, the only light that shined in was from the moon that was high in the sky} Shadow Walker: ...they're gonna identify the body that you put in that grave … {The Monster Within looked around the dark, dingy yard as he huffed depressingly} Shadow Walker: ...I'm coming after you, you know I won't stop until I put you down! {The Monster Within took another sip from the bottle, as a tear streamed down his masked face. He looked at a photograph that he held in his left hand of a woman, the Monster Within, and none other than Sammeal McBane. They looked happy in the photograph. The Monster Within hung off McBane’s’ back while the woman looked on in laughter} Shadow Walker: ...you did this, Sammy. You did this, the second you took my baby sister away from me!! {The Houngan took another sip from the bottle that was nearing the bottom of the label} Shadow Walker: ...I won't stop until I watch you take your last breath ...until you drown in a pool of your own blood … {The Monster Within took the last sip from the bottle, and threw it against the porch pillar. He stood up from the wooden rocking chair, staggering to keep his balance} Shadow Walker: Vin? What are you doing here? I thought you were out of town until next week?? {That voice …that voice sounded familiar to the Monster Within. Chilling him to the bone he stopped dead in his tracks, and closed his eyes} Sammeal: ...no. {He whispered as he placed his hands over his ears} Sammeal: Ross? {Soft footsteps were heard walking up behind the Monster Within} Lilith: ...are you OK? You act like you just saw a ghost? {The young lady's pale white hand reached out, and touched the Monster Within's shoulder} Sammeal: ...you're not real ...you're not real!! {He whispered to himself, as he hit his knees. His eyes were shut as tight as they could be} Lilith: Sammy, you're scaring me! {Cried out the young lady} Sammeal: The boys will be home soon, please talk to them!! {The Monster Within shook his head no and rocked back and forth. Several minutes passed before Sammeal finally opened his eyes. Tears streamed down his face as his phone vibrated on his belt next to his knife. Slowly he reached for the buzzing piece of plastic. He slid his finger against the screen to answer the unknown caller. He placed the phone to his ear} Shadow Walker: ...do you want me to describe the way she smelled on that night, Sammy? {The Houngan shuffles to get his body to get back to an upright position. He walked towards the edge of the porch and looks around the tattered yard once again} Shadow Walker: ...I remember it very vividly. I remember her standing there in that white sun dress. The way the light glistened off her silky smooth skin … {The Houngan listened, as he searched outside the hut with his eyes from the porch} Shadow Walker: ...never would I expect, what she did to me ...to our family ...she took everything from us on that night, Sammy … {The man on the other end of the line began to weep, as he recounts the tale} Sammeal: ...where are you, Walker?? {Muttered the Houngan. There was a brief moment of silence from the other end of the line} Shadow Walker: This is not a time for questions, Sammy. It is a time for listening ...speak out of turn again, and you may find yourself somewhere you shouldn't be … {The Houngan breathed in deep, as he listened to the raspy voice on the other end of the line} Shadow Walker: ...that's better, do you want to know what your baby sister's last words were, Sammy?? {The man on the other end of the line began to laugh, as the Houngan paced the empty porch} Shadow Walker: She said to me, as she laid there with her brain spilling from her head …that there was indeed a Valhalla and Hades. She told me, Sammy …that I was the living incarnation of Hades herself. I looked up, and there stood little Michael …as he watched the woman that birthed him take her last breath. There was beauty in that moment, Sammy. {Still there was laughter from the maniac on the other end of the phone} Shadow Walker: You and I are connected, Sammy ...destined to do this until the end of time!! {The Houngan slammed his fist against the wall, as he stepped away from the porch} Sammeal: Listen you piece of shyte! There are no mountains, I won't climb. No oceans, I won't cross and no rules …I won't shatter to put you in the ground!! {The laughter grew louder, as the Houngan spoke. He turned his attention back to the barn where he peered through the moonlight. There was a figure of a large framed man standing next to a tree in the backyard} Shadow Walker: Hey ...Sammy!! {Called out the man on the phone, as the Houngan dropped his phone to the ground. Rushing towards the figure, he struggled to grasp the homemade knife strapped to his leather belt. As he reached the main yard, he took a deep breath and tossed away the laundry that was on the hanging line. As the clothes were finally out of the way, he was greeted with the blunt end of a shovel that sent him crashing to the ground} Shadow Walker: Honey, I'm home!! {Called out the large framed man, as he stood over Sammeal. The Houngan struggled to keep consciousness and crawled towards his knife. Heavy footsteps echoed inside the empty yard as the large man came closer. As the Houngan neared his weapon, a large boot came crashing down on top of his hand} Shadow Walker: Is that any way to treat a guest, Mister McBane?? {He called out to the Houngan, as he kicked the knife away} Shadow Walker: I knew this day would come …our travels were destined to bring us together! Tell me, Sammy … {The Monster Within kneels down beside the Houngan} Shadow Walker: ...all your years of searching ...was it worth your whole life?? {The Monster Within drove the blunt end of the shovel into the Houngan’s head once more} Lilith: Sammy ...hey man, are you here? {Called out a voice in the distance. The Houngan lay slumped over on top of the bar nearly falling from his stool. He had a firm grasp on a bottle of whiskey in his right hand} Bartender: I think this is the guy you're lookin' for, sweetheart!! {Called out the man behind the bar. The girl walked over to the Houngan and shook his arm to wake him} Lilith: Hey Sammy. Are you still alive in there? {She asked, as she pulled his head up. The Houngan finally opened his eyes and looked at the girl. Softly he mumbled a few words} Sammeal: Lilith ...you ...you shouldn't be here. You gotta run before he comes back. {The girl let out a heavy sigh, as the bartender snatched the bottle from his hand} Bartender: You gotta get him out of here before I call the law, little lady. {The girl shook her head, as she wrapped his arm around her neck. She slapped him in the face to get his attention} Lilith: Come on, Sammy …on the count of three, you gotta stand up, ok?? {She groaned, as she counted to three and lifted his dead weight from the stool. They made their way out into the street. It was cold, dark and rainy outside. Perfect night to be out rescuing drunks from a bar} Lilith: I swear, you're going to drink yourself to death, Sammy. You really need to get some help. {The girl loaded the Hougnan into the family truck. He was basically asleep, as soon as he hit the seat. She slammed the door shut, and let out a sad sigh. She looked up into the sky, and closed her eyes} Lilith: If there was ever a chance that you were listening …please help him. I've already lost our Mother, I can't lose him too! {She opened her eyes and walked to the other side of the truck, then climbed inside. She pulled out into the street, and after a few minutes of driving the Houngan finally spoke up} Sammeal: How did you find me, Lilith?? {The girl cracked a half-hearted smile} Lilith: Bartender is an old friend from college. He called me, and told me about some drunk rambling on and on about ghosts and shyte. I took my chances that it was you, given what day it is and everything. {Sammeal placed his hat on his head, as he raised up in his seat} Sammeal: I'm not drunk, Lilith. I haven't had a drop all night long! {He exclaimed, with a false pride} Lilith: Yeah right, and I'm the virgin f*cking Mary! Everyone in that bar said the same thing. You came in and ordered a double shot of Jack and drank yourself stupid, Sammy! Why can't you just admit it?? {Sammeal was visibly frustrated, as he shook his head and looked out the window} Sammeal: I'm not crazy, Lilly. I swear to you, I wasn't drinking tonight. I don't even know how I got there ...the last thing I remember, I was sitting in that old wooden rocking chair. {Lilith interrupted him, with a worried sound in her voice} Lilith: Old wooden rocking chair? Sammy, did you go there again tonight?? {Sammeal stared out the window, as she questioned him} Lilith: Hasn't that place brought enough pain to this family? Every time you go there, it makes you crazy! Why would you continue to put yourself through that? Sammy, you're my brother and I love you …but you can't keep doing these things! It's not healthy! She's gone, and nothing you can do is going to bring her back!! {She grunted in frustration, as the Houngan stared out the window} Sammeal: Lilly … {He spoke softly, as he looked over at the girl} Sammeal: I’m sorry, that I keep dragging you into this. I know, I still have a few demons to face inside. I just haven't figured out how yet. {The Houngan reached over and placed his left hand on her shoulder. She took a hand from the wheel, placed it on his, and looked over at him} Lilith: You aren't alone, Sammy. We all miss her and we all struggle to deal with it. You don't have to do it alone. {The Houngan flashed a faint smile at his sister} Sammeal: I know …you can drop me off here. You've got a family of your own to get home to. Nate is probably worried sick, that you're out in this weather. {She pulled the car over to the side of the road, and the Houngan climbed out onto the sidewalk. He slammed the door and the girl drove off into the night. The Houngan looked up into the sky. The rain beat down on his face, as he closed his eyes. We fade into a shot of the mysterious man known as The Shadow Walker standing in the woods with his arms outstretched and his head pointed towards the sky, as the rain beat down upon his masked face. Slowly he lowered his head with a sadistic smile etched upon his face, as his eyes snapped open} Shadow Walker: We are one ...mind …body … {The Monster Within began to laugh maniacally, as a bolt of lightning flashed in the distance} Shadow Walker: And Unholy Spirit … {The Monster Within says, as he stared off ahead. As the view shifted, we could see Hougan standing on the sidewalk. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarillos. He placed one in his mouth and lit it, as he began to walk. He staggered back and forth down the sidewalk taking a hit from the cigarillo, and puffing the cloud of smoke from his lips} Shadow Walker: You have been weighed ... {Spoke The Monster Within, as he watched the Houngnan walk away} Shadow Walker: You have been measured … {The Houngan took another drag from the cigarillo before he tossed it aside} Shadow Walker: And you have been found … {The thunder rolled and the lightning crashed. The Monster Within stepped out of the woods, and into the street behind the Houngan} Shadow Walker: WANTED!! {Screamed the man of mystery, as he began laughing hysterically} ~Part Two~ Sammeal: Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? What if you would have stayed in bed, for just five more minutes? How much different would your life be, if you would have left the house on time …instead of twenty minutes late? Every decision in your life, has a consequence. We don't know the course our actions, will set us on until we take that chance. You can't stop the bullet after you pull the trigger. You can't fence time, and most importantly …you can't fight fate. Some men will live their entire lives without knowing their purpose. Others? They're the ones that live on the edge, because you can't live in fear. {Sammeal sits in that ill-fated rocking chair, as he looks deep into the camera} Sammeal: It's like a ripple in a lake. Once you start it, just grows. I guess, what I'm trying to say is …if you never ask the question, the answer will always be No. What does any of this have to do with our story? It's fate, brothers, and sisters. Every action you take, and every decision you make is by design. You're simply the victim of a mean kid with an ant farm, that just discovered a magnifying glass. No matter what you do, we all end up the same. Some just get a little better treatment, than others. The worms still have their fat feast, however … {The rocking of the chair gets a bit more rapid, as a smile curls his lips ear to ear} Sammeal: Halsted set his lives into a spiral, he could have never imagined. So full of life, those little rascals are. Unfortunately, none of that matters, because when your number is up ...into the abyss of damnation we go. If only they had known what path their actions would lead them to …would it have changed their direction? Would they have made a different choice? Perhaps one, that would allow them to continue their carefree way of life?? {The rocking picks up a bit more, as a sinister grin appears on Sammeal’s face. But suddenly, the rock stops dead} Sammeal: I hate to steal a line from The Xtreme Icon, but …Victims, aren't we all? Some of us just don't see it until it's too late. We live our lives never thinking about the consequences of our actions. Too busy living in the now. Time is a cruel mistress because you never know when it's up Halstes will spend his days, without a single care in the world. Thinking that this encounter was by happenstance, and it's all a show. He'll be too blind to see, that it was designed by fate. {Sammeal starts rocking again, as he lets out a small chuckle} Sammeal: Sometimes when you plant a tree, it grows too fast and the roots don't fully develop. You have to chop it down to size, to allow the roots to catch up. Call me the proverbial chainsaw, if you will. Halsted, you aren't just clocking in for another day at the office this time. When the smoke clears, and the dust has settled …you will know the true origins of Valhalla and Hades!! {Once again, the rocking becomes more sporadic. His eyes begin to dance with a deranged sparkle} Sammeal: In case you didn't know, Hades is a very real place. Me? I told you, I'm the demon that crawled up out of it. I'm the one, that will lead you to the Gates of The Promiseland. If you have any hopes of survival, you must find yourself willing to do things …you never thought possible. Because to walk out the victor, you will truly have to go to a place very dark. It's time to let the monster out of his cage, Vin. Unleash the beast. When it's over …the entire world will know, who I truly am. {By this time, Sammeal is rocking so hard. The chair is creaking and cracking, as he is humming to himself} Sammeal: Will they like what they see? The man that stares back at you from the mirror, will change. No matter the outcome, the Halsted that walks into Pyscho Circus …will never be seen again. You will be forever changed. For better or worse, we will see just what you are. The storm is coming. How much are you willing to wash away? How far are you willing to go? Who do you have to prove anything to? The countdown has begun. Time to see what you truly are …Do You See, What I See?? {The scene fades to black, as Sammeal rocks back and forth in that old wooden rocking chair}

~:~Part One~:~ ~Watch What You Say~ *The associate looked confused, and looks at the shirt. Then back at Scotty* ::Associate:: The shirt you requested, a double extra large … *Scotty pinches the bridge of his nose, his anger starting to boil over* ~Scotty~ And tell me Einstein, what color is it? *The associate looks at it, and with a smile replies* ::Associate:: It's a lovely shade of puce … ~Scotty~ It's pink, dumb ass. ::Associate:: Well, it's the only double extra large in this color. I think, puce would look lovely with your skin tone … ~Scotty~ What the Hades ...Seriously, do I look like a guy that wears f*cking pink?!? *The associate seems only mildly affected, by Scotty's outburst* ::Associate:: Well, um ...I wasn't sure, I mean the way your dressed and your mannerisms I wasn't sure but well ah … *Scotty loses his cool, and grabs the associate by the collar, the shirt drops to the ground* ::Associate:: So, that's a no to the puce? ~Scotty~ I am f*cking tired of people calling me gay, or a pussy or whatever the Hades those Idiots ...The ECWF Faithful, spews out of their mouths. ::Associate:: Um, Who? ~Scotty~ Exactly! Do you know who I am, you little piece of Shyte?!? *The associate shakes his head, starting to get a little scared being nearly strangled by the deranged man* ~Scotty~ I am Scotty Paine, and very soon …I'm going to be known as the most dominate man in the Wrestling History. I don't care what the f*ck, those whores are bending over for. Even if it is those little toadies. They''ll get their turn, that’s for damn sure. No one f*cks with my family, and those Turncoat nut jobs …are going to get what's coming to them. Do you understand, what I'm saying Toadie? *Starting to get scared, the associate begins to nod his head* ~Scotty~ Now let’s talk about those btyches, that's been talking shyte about me. They're spreading rumors about me? At least they found a hobby spreading time doing something, other than their butt cheeks. They seems to think that disrespecting me, is going to be so easy ...Well no one saw what I did to them two weeks ago. How I made them a victim, of natural selection … *The associate puts up a hand* ::Associate:: Actually ...Sir, I didn't … *With a sigh, Scotty puts the man down and pulls up the video on his cell phone. He waits the few minutes, while the associate is forced to watch the scene. His eyes get continuously larger until the end, when he hesitantly hands back Scotty his phone with a terrified look on his face* ::Associate:: But why ...would you hurt such a beautiful man? I don't understand … *Scotty puts a hand to his face, and shakes his head* ~Scotty~ Every day, I think people can not get any dumber and every day …I am proved horribly wrong. I'm done here. *Scotty starts to walk away, but a comment from the associate stops him* ::Associate:: Maybe he was right …maybe you are a, pussy … *Scotty rushes the man, pushing him into a rack of clothing. Surprisingly the associate puts up a decent fight, but it's no match for Scotty. Who continues to rain down punches on the young man* ~Scotty~ You f*cking feel that ...I'm going to do ten times worse than that to my opponent. Those gigolo's days are numbered!! *Scotty picks up the man, and raises him up to his feet. He looks up in the half conscious eyes of the associate* ~Scotty~ Remember me, dick-wad. I Am, A Thirteen-Time World Heavyweight Champion. My journey is only just starting. It officially starts at Starcade, when I show how ruthless …I really am!! *Scotty then DDTs the man through a display table. The man, is now bleeding from a cut on his forehead. Scotty picks up the shirt off the ground, and walks over to him. He starts dabbing the man's face with it, before covering his head with it. Scotty picks up his discarded cell phone, and walks out of the store whistling* ~:~Part Two~:~ ~Here We Go Again~ *Once Scotty is outside, he walks over to his Hummer and jumps inside. He slams the door, and chucks his phone into the back seat. He cranks up the radio, and grumbles to himself under his breath* ~Scotty~ Who in Hades, do people think they are? I’m a damn Legend, and still get treated like some second rate hack! Do any of you Toadies, know who I am?!? *While still driving through the parking lot, Scotty turns and looks deep into the camera lens. His eyes are ragged with madness, and his deranged thoughts are racing* ~Scotty~ I’ve had way over my limit of this bullshyte! Everywhere I go, it’s the same damn thing …over, and over again. “Prove yourself, to be a True Champion” …Really? I think, I’ve proven that time and time again. I’ve beaten the best this business has to offer, yet there’s always one more …isn’t there? I went through the hoops to become a multi-time Champion, when those damn Title belts should have just been handed to me ...from the start. First there was Samuel Samuels, he failed. Then they put me again my own Lil’ Brother, Tyler J. Marshall. He fell too! And to top it all off, they find a host of bums to face me at Starcade …they are worthless, pieces f f*cking shyte!! How many times, do I have to beat their skulls in ...before they gets the point?!? *Scotty rips out into the street, and floors it as he heads for the arena. He thrashes to the music in the background, continues on with his rant* ~Scotty~ Chris Matthews fought hard, he was taken to a new level. One, he never knew existed …but, then once again. No one walks into The Asylum and wins, not without suffering like nothing before it. Chris, you got those Titles …don’t you? Then again, you had help ...Well, he wasn’t prepared. Boys, be very prepared, ‘cause it won’t do you any good. I’m not going to underestimate you, not in the least. All of you, won’t just be stretchered out …you’ll be buried under the ring. “Here Lies The ECWF Faithful - More Dumbasses That Thought They Could Beat Scotty Paine In The Asylum!” Anyways, then there’s you guys …Boys, you sure in Hades ain’t no Blade “2-Syko” Bullard. Punk @$$ Kids, where did you even earn the right to face this Hardcore Legend? Who knows, who cares, and you failed too!! *Scotty makes a few sudden turns, as he bails down the road like a madman. He slams on the breaks, as he almost misses the entrance to the arena parking lot* ~Scotty~ Here’s a question for everyone to think about …who the f*ck made these guys number one contenders? Who the Hades knows, right? Just a bunch of mid-carders that got to Feel the Paine! I told them before, and I’ll tell you now …They should have brought the whole damn Undead Army with them. Listen up ECWF, I’m not going to take it easy on any of you! You want that Championship Title, come through me first! I didn’t get where I am today, by being a pushover …and I sure in Hades, aren’t starting now. RNRG, Kaleb Steele, Kris Kage, or even the guy that writes these Shyttie storylines? Take yourselves some good notes this week, pay very close attention to what happens, and then throw everything away that you had planned for the Future of ECWF …I’m going to rewrite history!! *Scotty pulls into a parking space, with a screeching halt. He gets out, slams the door, and storms towards the building* ~Scotty~ Yes, you heard me right …I’m going to change the face of Professional Wrestling, once more. You see, I’m beyond sick and tired of being Disrespected by the “Powers That Be” …As brash as it may sound, I’m the reason this place exists! Oh yes, the Pretty Rich Boy and his Work Out Buddy may have had the money to open this promotion. But think about it, what Promotion in the Wrestling World …would even be open, without a Great World Heavyweight Champion?? None, not a single damn one! And this is what I get for killing myself, in the name of “Professional Wrestling”? *Scotty tilts his head to the side, waiting for an answer he’ll never get. He snickers to himself, as he speaks again* ~Scotty~ So, once more …the Wrestling World has to suffer through another Scotty Paine verses Some Lackeis match. Steele Industeries is that the best you can do?!? Oh yeah, I’ll saving the souls of Nakita and Andrew for later. Run Away, and Hide. Say your prayers, and take your Hulk Hogan Vitamins …you’re not going to be the same, when we’re done Gentlemen. Just the guys that have waged war, and know how brutal it gets with me …Inside that Ring! It will, and always will be the same. You may pin me, you may submit me …but you’ll Never Defeat Me! Everyone has beaten you, and I’ll beat you too …What About Me, What About Scotty?!? *Scotty finally gets to the employee door, and swings it open wildly. He quickly makes his way through the hallways, and finds his locker room. He pulls the metal door open, and stands there as he continues* ~Scotty~ Boys, is this what you really want? One more go round with the man, who doesn't care if he kills you? Boys, the last time we faced off …I left you in a pool of your own blood. Hand shake or not, EMTs or not, Respect given or not …I'll broke you in half! Is this truly what you asked for? A Match against the Most Hardcore Son-Of-A-Bytch in Professional Wrestling today?!? Fine boys, your bring your Tables, Ladders, and Chairs …I’ll bring my Thumbtacks, Barbed Wire, and Glass Tubes. We can have a good old time, just like the old days. You couldn’t beat me then, and you won’t be me now. I’m far more vicious, more deranged, and way more destructive …than ever before!! *Scotty heaves in anger, as he walks into his locker room and chucks his duffle bag into the far corner. He spins around like a crazed top, and fires away again* ~Scotty~ Yes, we’ve been friends for Ten Years now. But come Starcade, you’re just another victim. You’re just another Corporate Sell-Out, that needs to see the facts first hand. That Championship shot will be mine, and I’m not going to let it go …until I’m Done! Not to you, not to anybody, not even the likes of Chris Matthews!! Boys, get this through your thick, stubborn head. You face me, you will Feel The Paine!! "Paine, and suffering of a childhood lost ...An empty swing, an empty promise. A broken dream, a broken home. It's strange, how laughter looks like crying ...with no sound. And raindrops taste like tears ...Without the Paine, Boys. You'll relive, the turmoil and anguish of an uncertain youth” ... So It Has Been Said, So Shall It Come To Pass … Quoth The Crow, Forevermore!!

*Tag Team Name* The House Of Paine *Stable Members* Jigsaw & DKM *Manager* Scotty Paine *Combined Weight* 435lbs *Alignment* Heel *Similar To* Los Guerreros *Theme Music* Asylum” by Disturbed *Entrance Description* *The arena dims as red and black pyros go off. Soon after, “Asylum” by Disturbed plays over the PA system. DKM makes his way out onto the stage, and stands at the top of the ramp. Jigsaw rushes out, and leaps over his partner. They both slowly walk down to the ring, and make their way into the squared circle* *Signature Moves* Distorted: Poetry In Motion Manic: Catapult, Diving Bulldog *Finishing Moves* Unhinged: Total Elimination Insanity: Super Kick, German Suplex

Jigsaw: I’m so glad we decided to get some food before the flight. I’m starving. *DKM and Jigsaw come walking in side by side into a fancy restaurant. It was kind of like one of the sizzlers with all the stupid crap all over the walls and stuff* DKM: I figure we got some time before our really long flight to our super amazing hotel. May as well get us some grub, before we’re stuck eating plane food. Get us a table, bro. I’m going to go take a wiz. *Jigsaw nods and DKM gives him a quick high-five before he takes off toward the restroom. Inside DKM quickly spots the five urinals attached to the wall, and he instinctively chooses the last one on the left. Moments later another man enters the restroom, and awkwardly takes the urinal directly next to DKM* Man: Aren’t you Dominic Kade Morbid? *DKM can feel the eyes staring at him through the back of his head* DKM: Look man, now’s not really a good time for ... *DKM knew that mask anywhere* DKM: Reddo Asashin?? Reddo: Hai, hai. How is you, me Tomodachi? *Reddo takes one hand off the urinal and offers that hand for a shake* Reddo: Reddo is offering the shake of hands. Many respects to awesome man, who wears sunglasses indoors. *DKM glances at the tainted hand, and he looked down at the fact he was still urinating* DKM: Can it maybe wait like a minute, or two? Reddo: Hai, hai!! *Reddo leans over* Reddo: Reddo can see why you is good with the Redīsu *Reddo gives him an impressed nod. DKM realizes what he meant, and quickly puts everything away. Then awkwardly steps back from the urinal* DKM: Hey come on now! What are you even doing here, anyway? *Reddo finishes up not soon after* Reddo: Reddo is doing the tasting of the culture. Fine americano dishes. The burnt steak, and dry potato. *Reddo rubs his tummy. DKM quickly heads over to the sink to wash his hands* DKM: Well that’s cool. Whatever, I don’t really care. Look I’m gonna let you get back to all that, okay Reddo? And I’m gonna go back to my thing without you. We can probably talk at like work or something. My brother, and I are going on tour ... *Reddo’s eyes light up with glee behind the mask* Reddo: Tour? Is you saying the wrestling tour? That is wonderful news. It is long standing tradition in Reddo’s family, that Reddo must personally congratulate the brother too. *DKM shakes his head. He immediately declined the offer* DKM: No, no that’s not necessary. You don’t have to ... Reddo: No, Reddo must congratulate brother. *Reddo starts to follow DKM out the door, when he suddenly points at the sinks* DKM: You didn’t wash your hands! *Reddo realizes he’s right, and turns back toward the sink. DKM comes rushing back to the table where Jigsaw was, and he starts dropping cash on the table as he starts grabbing his jacket and he tossed Jigsaw his* DKM: C’mon bro. We gotta get out of here, Quick!! Jigsaw: What?! What is going on? *DKM throws a few more dollars on the table* DKM: There, that should cover the sodas. We gotta bounce! *Jigsaw starts scooting out of the booth, when she suddenly stops* Jigsaw: No wait ...I got cheese sticks on the way. *DKM throws an extra ten on the table* DKM: Okay, lets go!! Jigsaw: But bro, I really wanted those cheese sticks. They are handcrafted. *Jigsaw licks his lips in anticipation of the appetizer. DKM groans, and nervously looks over toward the bathroom* DKM: Can’t you just let them go? If he see’s us, he will come over here. Jigsaw: Who will? *DKM gasps, and ducks down toward the floor* DKM: Oh man! I think he just saw me. Quick bro, get under the table! Jigsaw: What? Why? DKM: Will you, just … *He drags Jigsaw down under the table, and they hide behind the long tablecloth* Jigsaw: Bro will you please tell me, what’s going on? DKM: Let’s just hope, he didn’t see us. If he see’s us or figured out we’re here, we’re doomed. So just be quiet and ... Waiter: I got an order of cheese sticks? *Jigsaw pokes his head out from under the table cloth* Jigsaw: Down here, Sir! Reddo: Minasan, kon'nichiwa! *Suddenly Reddo Asashin's head pops in through the tablecloth* DKM: AH, COME ON!! *DKM just facepalms, as Reddo squeezes in with them under the table* Reddo: You must be the brother, that is blushing. *Jigsaw nods and shows off his match card paperwork* Reddo: Reddo is happy for his new kon'nichiwa. Reddo not have many kon'nichiwa since old friend go missing. Jigsaw: Oh no, you lost your friend? Reddo: Old friend Zasshu. He take Lucha mask off, and now it’s like he’s whole new person. Say, you guys will be Reddo’s newkon'nichiwa? *DKM starts shaking his head, trying to will Jigsaw to say no but of course he smiles and nods his head* Jigsaw: Of course we will. Reddo: Yoi! Uh, Reddo is wondering why you is under the table. *Jigsaw nods his head, and shrugs* Jigsaw: I is wondering the same thing. *Jigsaw and Reddo both turn and look at DKM* DKM: Well, contrary to popular belief ...you are not the only one that can work under the table. *DKM thinks he’s pretty clever, but Reddo doesn’t seem to get the joke. And Jigsaw is glaring at him from the other side of the table* DKM: Okay listen, there is a perfectly good explanation for all of this. Really good story. One that you ... *He points to Jigsaw* DKM: Which, you will hear in the car. And you ...[/color] *He points to Reddo* DKM: Will hear, the next time I see you. Which will probably be never, if I can help it. But look at the time. Reddo: You is not wearing no watch. DKM ignores that fact and continues* DKM: We’d love to stay under this table, and chat ...but we will miss our flight. Come on bro, let’s go. *They all start to crawl out from under the table, and Reddo starts to follow them out* Reddo: It was nice meeting you. Maybe text Reddo ... DKM: Nope. Reddo: Facebook ... DKM: Also, a no. Reddo: How about, Twitter ... DKM: Another No. Reddo: Well then, Snapchat. *They get to the front door, and pause a second* DKM: Nope. Have a nice day. *And with that, DKM and Jigsaw walk out of the restaurant leaving Reddo behind* Reddo: Nice people. Reddo likes new Tomodachi. *Suddenly the waiter comes running up to the door* Waiter: Hey, somebody dropped some envelope. Looks like it has plane tickets in it. *Reddo completely ignores the commotion behind him, as he watched The House Of Paine drive away*

AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1)Kumite MatchRachel Storm -versus- AJ Flare

AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1)Barbed Wire Cage MatchSarah Frost -versus- Jenny Kay

AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1)First Blood MatchMayhem -versus- Troy Funk

AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1)Submission MatchBram Connan -versus- Matthías Vilhelmsson

Main EventTag Team MatchThe McBane Brothers -versus- BGM Firing Squad

WARNING This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. Do NOT try to do reenact anything you see from this event at home. MODA CENTER| PORTLAND, OREGON | 05.13.2023 DEADLINE: 05.13.2023 @ 12:00 AM PT / 3:00 AM ET | EPISODE #4 Main Event ~Tag Team Match~ The McBane Brothers -versus- BGM Firing Squad AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1) ~Submission Match~ Bram Connan -versus- Matthías Vilhelmsson AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1) ~First Blood Match~ Mayhem -versus- Troy Funk AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1) ~KO Rules Match~ Sarah Frost -versus- Jenny Kay AWS Underground Championship Tournament (RD1) ~Kumite Match~ Rachel Storm -versus- AJ Flare Dark Match ~Strap Match~ Jennifer Enigma -versus- KD Feigel