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Edward: Well that was an amazing match, but there was an amazing development earlier today. Every wrestler on the roster was summoned to a meeting, and...well, take a look at this footage!

*Backstage, all the wrestlers were sitting on chairs. Rat entered the room, and stood in front of the roster*

Rat: Good afternoon everyone. *Rat waited for a response, but none came. He smiled* Very well, very well...You may be wondering why I called this meeting, when most of you want to prepare for the biggest match of your careers tonight. It's simple. I want all of you to be honest. If you support me...if you think I'll do a good job when I become owner...go to the left side of the room. If you think I'm not the man you want in charge, go to the right. *Hawaii and The Behemoth stood up and quickly went to the left, while Mitchell Row and El Termitas went to the right*

Rat: And I think we can all assume if Lifeguard was here, he'd be on the right...but come on, the rest of you! We haven't got all day, choose a side! *The locker room looked at each other hesitantly, then started filtering to the different sides. Only the MuscleGang remained standing in the middle*

Crash: Sorry Rat, we're not picking a side. MuscleGang is neutral on this.

Rat: I'll give you guys one more chance. Because see, anyone NOT on the left side...will be fired as soon as I take charge. *A few right side wrestlers looked at each other, and started to step forward* Not so fast! You've made your choice. You're on the right. Now...Crash? Liam? Fred?

Liam: ....How about this. Frederic, you'll be National champion no matter what tonight. He contractually CAN'T fire you! You go to the right. Crash and I will go to the left. If Rat wins, we're all safe. If Lifeguard wins, you threaten to quit if he wants to fire us!

Frederic: Oui....it is a smart plan.

Rat: You three crack me up. *Rat chuckled, as Liam and Crash went to the left, Frederic to the right.* So let me get this straight...Termitas, Trailor, Walters, Eagle Beak, Fight Machine, Schreiner, Row, Pie, O'Tooles, Pax, Walsh, and of course Lifeguard and Zaz...all will be fired when I win. Frederic, you're lucky...and....is that Annie Bonkers and Athena back there? You know what ladies, I like you. I'll spare you as well. *Rat turned to the left side of the room* And I hope all you enjoy being the future of wrestling. Good day everyone, and good luck tonight. *Rat left the room, with all the wrestlers now being even more tense than ever, staring each other down*

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*Mr. Lifeguard was walking backstage, when Jessie Parran stepped in front of him*

Jessie: Hey....Mr. Lifeguard man...

Lifeguard: Evening Jessie!

Jessie: You know...A lot is happening tonight...and I'm really scared...

Lifeguard: Of what?

Jessie: Well...*She put her arms around Lifeguard's neck* My Alex and myself...we were forced to go on Rat's side...and we're worried you may fire us if you win...

Lifeguard: Wait...fire you?

Jessie: I know! But...I'm willing to do anything...ANYTHING...if you let us keep our jobs...*Lifeguard freed himself of Jessie*

Lifeguard: I'm not firing you guys. Or anyone for that matter, except Rat and Behemoth. The only reason they're getting fired is because they attacked my dad. I think some of you guys are a bit bad, a bit crazy, sometimes a bit weird...but I'm not firing anyone else.

Jessie: Really?

Lifeguard: Really.

Jessie: Then I hope Rat beats you up good!

Lifeguard: And I hope Athena and Annie beat you up good. Good luck!


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*The cameras caught Rat leaving the referee's locker room. He walked along, when Vernon Walters ran up to him*

Vernon: Rat! Hey, Rat!

Rat: Hello Vernon!

Vernon: Hey...remember what you said about firing me? That was...a joke, right?

Rat: It wouldn't have been a funny joke, if it was. So no, it wasn't a joke. Sadly for you, Eagle Beak won the number one contendership tonight. That means I can't legally fire him when I win. So you really should have won that match.

Vernon: Hey...how about this. I can get you a pass to my country club. It's really nice...you'll get great service! I'll pay for it all, just-

Rat: I care about loyalty Vernon, not perks. See you around. *Rat walked off*

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*As Rat, Behemoth, and Hawaii celebrated in the ring, Rat grabbed a mic*

Rat: I am the new owner of HAW! And I'm making my first action as owner, right now! Mitchell Row...you're fired! El Termitas, you're fired! Mr. Lifeguard, you're fired! Mikey Z! You're fired! *Rat pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket* Jack Trailor, Rex Walsh, Glenny Pax, Vernon Walters, Sean and Fergus O'Toole, Fun Fight Machine, Captain Pie, and Oden Schreiner! You're all fired!

 *The crowd booed, as Mr. Lifeguard, Termitas, and Mitchell Row stood at the top of the ramp, not believing the result*

Rat: Get out of here! You're fired! Pack your bags and go home! *The three slowly left, and Rat turned towards the crowd* And all of you should go home too! Because we lost some talent tonight...so as I go and search for new wrestlers to sign to MY company....HAW is on hiatus! See you all in a couple months! *Rat threw the mic down and smiled, as he exited with Behemoth and Hawaii*

*The show opened up with Rat coming out*

Rat: ...I need to ask all of you tonight something....can you feel it? Feel it in the air? Feel it running through your blood? It's the winds of change. After next week, I will be owner of this company. Believe me when I say this....HAW will be turned upside down. I have some major house cleaning I need to do with this company...wrestlers need to go, new blood needs to be brought in. Of course, the first ones out the door will be that idiot Lifeguard and has father, but after that- *Rat was cut off by Mr. Lifeguard's music. He walked down the ring, energetic and chipper*

Mr. Lifeguard: Rat, you really ought to save your breath. You're not winning. It's a fact. See, I've learned something about you. You are a devious person. You're tricky. So...I figured, I would need to trick the trickster. Your confidence in winning comes from the fact that you believe The Behemoth will come down and save you, beat me up, and allow you to get the pin, right?

Rat: You assume too much about me, Lifeguard.

Mr. Lifeguard: Maybe I do. But I don't want to take any chances...so I got the help of my friends, El Termitas and Mitchell Row....they'll be with me, at ringside, for out match!

Rat: Oh! So now you can have people at ringside, but I can't?

Mr. Lifeguard: I assumed you would have The Behemoth there, as I said.

Rat: That's still 3 vs 2! I refuse to participate in a match like that!

Mr. Lifeguard: ....How about this..hear me out Rat, hear me out... You know who really hates you? The three of us: Termitas, Row, and myself. We REALLY hate you....rest of the locker room, they hate you as well....that is, except for your dumb giant. My point being....everyone really wants to beat the crap out of you. So let's give them what they want.......a 3 on 3 match, at the PPV. My teams wins, HAW remains with me. Yours wins....you get the company.

Rat: So what incentive do I have change the match now, one week before it takes place?

Mr. Lifeguard: You'll prove that you can find a third person! I mean....do you really think anyone will want to work for you? Will anyone want to watch HAW with you in charge? If your only friend is The Behemoth...you've got problems. So show some confidence in yourself, and recruit a third team member, that you can trust. In fact, we'll have a bit of a warm up match tonight. Termitas and Row vs Behemoth and whoever you find. Either you accept all that...or accept that in our one on one match, you'll be outnumbered....heck....maybe I'll add more to the locker room to accompany me...

Rat: ....You think I can't find anybody. You think everybody hates me. You'll see how wrong you are. I accept your new challenge. Just wait till you see who I get. You'll be sorry. *Rat threw the mic down and walked to the back, leaving Lifeguard standing triumphantly in the ring*

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*Backstage, Vernon Walters confronted Eagle Beak*

Vernon Walters: You! I have been looking all over for you! Do you know what you cost me?!

Eagle Beak: Nothing.

Vernon Walters: No! I was set to be number one contender...and you...you made me give everything up under duress! It is not official!

Eagle Beak: But, it is. A six man elimination match at the PPV, number one contender.

Vernon Walters: Fine! Maybe it is official. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to do something about it right now. You and me, let's go out there and wrestle. I'll see you in the ring!

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*Rat was outside a locker room. He hesitated, then opened up. Inside was Hawaii*

Rat: Hawaii! Good to see you!

Hawaii: Me? You're happy to see me?! Hahaha! That's hilarious! Me! The man who has caused you this mental torment!

Rat: I don't view you like that. I view you as the man....who liberated me. Hawaii, it doesn't matter what the fans what. It's about proving to yourself that you have what it takes. You did that by beating me...and I'm doing that by taking over this company. And I really want to show that I will do whatever it takes....Hawaii.....I want you to be my partner for six man tag match.

Hawaii: I love this! Rat! Scurrying around, begging his nemesis!

Rat: I never viewed you as a nemesis. I always thought we were friends. I know how good of a team we are. The Pacific Powers. You, Hawaii....are the person I trust most. I want to undo all the wrongs I did. When I take control of this company....I want you to be my number two.

Hawaii: ....Tempting....very tempting...

Rat: It could be your last chance at stardom, Hawaii....

Hawaii: ...........Deal. I'll join your team. I'll be the one that gets you the win.

Rat: That's the type of attitude I like to hear! So go out there, and prove yourself with the Behemoth, tonight!

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*In a dark church lit only by candles, the Filthy Friar was kneeling in the front pew, chanting. From the back of the church, Benjamin the Blessed walked down the aisle*

Benjamin: In one week, the Holy Duo will reveal itself to the HAW world as the new tag team champions. Our names shall be written into the books! Our gold shall be our eternal reward! Fear shall be stricken into the hearts of all who gaze upon us! All shall end! ......Why? Because the world believed....that the best people to challenge us....were two sinners. *Benjamin was now at the Filthy Friar's location.* Di te incolumem custodiant. *Benjamin went into the pew, knelt down, and joined the Friar in chanting*

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*At the arena, the music of Fun Fight Machine, the crowd popping for him. He ran down to the ring and took a microphone*

Fun Fight Machine: I have good news! ....I am back! *The crowd cheered* I have better news! ....I can wrestle! *More cheers* And I have even more better news! ....I will wrestle for the HAW World Championship! *Loudest cheers of them all* I hope to do good! I hope to become champion again! And I want to wish, all my competitors, good luck! *Franco Mancini's music hit, and he came out, a sly smile across his face. He entered the ring with Fun Fight Machine*

Franco: I have...an offer for you....Mr. Fight Machine. It goes like this - *Oden Schreiner's music came on, cutting off Franco. Oden started walking down to the ring, mic in hand. He raised it up to his face to speak, but Crash MuscleGate's music player. He ran down, grabbed the mic from Oden, and slid into the ring*

Crash: Wait! Wait! Hold on! This is just getting ridiculous! I was supposed to face Oden one on one. It was in my contract. But some guy pretending to be a modern day Truman Capone somehow convinced me to let him in the match. Fine. But no way am I letting a fourth man in. That lowers my chances to 25%!

Fun Fight Machine: Well...I am sorry, but it is happening. I had rematch clause from when I was champion.

Crash: Enough with the rematch clauses! God! Why does everyone get rematches anyway?! You two are losers!

Franco: And what are you? Zero time world champion!

Crash: One time national champion!

Franco: World is better than national!

Crash: Says you! *Oden had gotten into the ring, gotten a new mic, and now stood over all three of them*

Oden: It is official! Fun Fight Machine WILL be in the match. It is a four way match! I spoke to the Lifeguard...we came up with a great plan! Fun Fight Machine was hurt going through a table...last week...I got attacked by chairs...and you two *He looked at Crash and Franco* I tower over you too. So for the PPV....TLC.....Tables...Ladders...and Chairs Match!

Crash: Oh...I see how it is! I see how it is! You're in on this too! All of you are in on it! I'm not surprised. Japan...Germany....Italy! This is WWII! Well I don't want to be aligned with any of dirty foreigners! U-S-A! U-S-A!

Fun Fight Machine: Crash...you should not insult Franco....he is your tag team partner tonight. You must develop chemistry, to face Oden and myself.

Franco: Crash and I have proven to have chemistry. We'll beat you two easily...and if we don't......I'll beat him. *Franco threw the mic down, and left. Crash slipped away as well, retreating back up the ramp*

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*Backstage, Gregory Greystone was with Athena*

Gregory: Please welcome the newest woman to HAW, Athena! Athena...we don't know much about you, but we saw your vicious beating of Annie Bonkers a few weeks ago, so what-

Athena: Vicious beating? Greg. This is wrestling. It was a wrestling match! That's what we do, that's what we signed up for! .....No. Let me rephrase that. That's what I do. That's what I signed up for. Most people in this locker room, men and women alike....they care about their..."persona." They care about their gimmicks, and charisma, and how they look. Merchandise sales, air time...that's what they watch for. Me? I'm here to wrestle. That's all I do, that's all I will do. I signed with HAW because I was promised a match...a match for a new, HAW championship, the Women's Championship. That's taking place at the PPV. Me, Jessie Parran, and Annie Bonkers, triple threat. It's going to be a wrestling match. So when I walk out the winner, don't ask me how I feel after the vicious beating. Ask how I feel about being the best wrestler. *Athena walked away*

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*The show opened up with Crash MuscleGate's music playing, and the MuscleGang made its way to the ring*

Crash: Ladies, Gentlemen, behold the MuscleGang. Get a good look, because soon, you will never see this sight again!

Liam: Crash! Whatever could you mean?

Frederic: Are you saying that, the MuscleGang will break up?

Crash: Never! What I am saying at the PPV is that the MuscleGang will control all the titles in HAW! I shall be your NEW...HAW World Champion! Frederic St. Pierre will remain your HAW National Champion.

Frederic: Ah, you say that with such confidence. How can that be so?

Crash: Because Frederic will not be defending his title at the PPV! Instead...Frederic St. Pierre and Lovable Liam will win the HAW Tag Team Championship!

Liam: What a splendid idea that is Crash! I could kiss you for that idea!

Crash: Don't improvise Liam, stick to the script! Ahem. For you see, with all the gold, the MuscleGang will be known as the most powerful entity in HAW!

Mr. Lincoln: Pardon me! *Mr. Lincoln came walking out from the back* I have the official contract papers for the tag team match...and you guys aren't on them.

Frederic: Then you shall put us on them!

Mr. Lincoln: I can't do that. Benjamin the Blessed and the Filthy Friar have already signed. Once the O'Toole Brothers sign, it will be official.

Liam: ...Then we challenge the O'Toole Brothers!

Mr. Lincoln: Excuse me?

Liam: If the O'Toole's aren't afraid...they'll put their spot on the line. Frederic and I challenge them to a match tonight.

Mr. Lincoln: I'll leave that up to them. All Rat wants, is a tag team match. The teams themselves....they don't really matter. *Lincoln exited to the back*

Crash: Well it looks like you two just earned yourself a tag shot! The O'Toole's are too dumb to reject, and you guys are too good to lose! Good luck guys! *The MuscleGang went to the back*

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*Backstage, Eagle Beak was walking, when he heard a bunch of arguing. He walked up to find Captain Pie, Jack Trailor, Bigg Pimpin Alex, and Jet Black yelling*

Alex: He can't do that! He has to defend his title!

Jack: So we ain't fighting no one?

Jet Black: This is my life! It is always spiraling out of control! I have no control over my destiny!

Captain Pie: I may need to show that Frenchman a taste of America...with some apple pie!

Eagle Beak: Friends! You must calm down.

Alex: Calm down?! We're going to lose a title shot!

Eagle Beak: But no one ever had a shot...so how can it be lost? I, myself, am interested in the chance of becoming National champion.

Alex: You didn't even do anything! You don't deserve this!

Eagle Beak: I did do something. I went to the proper authorities.....Rat and Mr. Lifeguard. Yet neither seems to care about anything, except for their match against each other. Thus, my plan is to go the wisest of men...The Zaz.

Jack: But...he's in the hospital.

Eagle Beak: He was moved to a hospital closer to home, in California. That is where we are tonight...and it is a short drive away. If you all wish to join me, we can make a case for each of ourselves, in person. Will you join me? *The four looked at each other, then reluctantly nodded. They followed Eagle Beak*

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Edward: Well I'm receiving word, The O'Toole Brothers have accepted the challenge, and that match is next!

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*Backstage, Mitchell Row approached Mr. Lifeguard*

Mitchell Row: ....I'd like to take this opportunity.....and apologize.

Mr. Lifeguard: Apologize?

Mitchell Row: I gravely misjudged you. When you debuted, I thought you were just some punk, trying to mess with people. But I see now that you just wanted to have fun....but it all changed after the attack on your father. I should have stood behind you the whole time. But at the end of the day, the man who I thought was my friend, Rat....he was the true betrayer. I am sorry I didn't see it sooner.

Mr. Lifeguard: Hey man, it's ok. I really appreciate this, honestly. It's been a tough few weeks, but I think things are starting to look up. So just remember, no hard feelings, ok?

Rat: Aww...so nice...*Rat came from behind a corner, smiling* You two are friends now. Happy Smiley Land is so pleased with its increased population!

Mitchell Row: I now know why they call you Rat. You scurry around in the dark like one, afraid of meeting a man.

Rat: That hurts Mitchell. You were a good friend! Why must you direct your hatred towards me?

Mitchell Row: You attacked an innocent old man...heck, you even had El Termitas attacked!

Mr. Lifeguard: And you know something, El Termitas told me he wanted some revenge on the Behemoth....maybe I'll be booking that match tonight.

Mitchell Row: And maybe I'll be in his corner to make sure nothing dirty is tried!

Rat: Or maybe, you'll be too late, since the match is starting now.....The Behemoth versus......The Termite! *Rat laughed and walked away*

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*The five wrestlers had reached the hospital. They were just about to walk in, when they saw Vernon Walters walking out*

Captain Pie: Stop right there!

Vernon: Hah, what are you guys doing here?

Jack: Uhhh...what are we doing here again?

Eagle Beak: We come to see a meeting with The Zaz. And you?

Vernon: Same thing. See, turns out, St. Pierre won his tag match, so he doesn't have to defend his National championship. So I says to Mikey, I say "Hey, how about putting me in a number one contender's match at the PPV? You let me pick my opponent, you can get a free year of complimentary membership at my country club!" Well he couldn't say no, so looks like I'm positioned for a National Championship run!

Alex: Yeah...a real good position...just one question....who are you going to pick?

Vernon: Let's see, there's certainly some good choices, there's....*Vernon noticed that the five other wrestlers had surrounded him* uhhh.......well......I think....all of you! Yeah! All of you, right? Six man match at the PPV! Sounds good, right? Right?!

Eagle Beak: It is a deal. Good luck, Vernon.  *Vernon watched them walk away. He turned around again, only to come face to face with Jet Black*

Jet Black: You're going to get hurt...*He smiled, then also left, Vernon looking very disturbed*

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*Gregory Greystone was in the ring*

Gregory: It is time for our main event....the contract signing between Crash MuscleGate and Oden Schreiner! Let us first introduce the challenger, Crash MuscleGate! *Crash's music played, coming down to a mixed reaction.* And the champion...Oden Schreiner! *Oden came down to cheers, World Championship in tow* Now gentlemen, hear is the contract. What I am told to ask of you two, as moderator, is to please, do not engage in physical contact. Please. It's just a contract signing. So Oden, if you will...*Oden took a clipboard from Gregory, then signed it* Now....Crash....*Crash proceeded to sign his name* Well....that went well! What a wonderful show! Thank you, and good night from- *Gregory was interrupted by Franco Mancini's music, boos coming down. Franco went into the ring, took the contract from Gregory, then also signed it*

Franco: I'm in.

Gregory: Umm...I'm not sure that's how contracts work, and-

Franco: Crash and I had a verbal contract last week. Well those mean nothing. I don't care if he beat me! I still have a rematch clause!

Crash: You can't use your rematch clause! I already used mine!

Franco: How can it be a rematch clause when you never even had a match?!

Crash: Don't start the technical jargon with me!

Franco: Crash, just shut up and listen! You want to know the best way to win the World Championship? It's not going toe-to-toe with Oden Schreiner........it's going hand-in-hand with me...AGAINST Oden Schreiner!

Crash: Hand-in-hand?

Franco: Double team him. That will be our PPV strategy.....and I say we put in a little practice, right now!

*After the match, Crash and Franco celebrated. Oden was still lying in the ring. Franco rolled out of the ring and grabbed two chairs. He threw one to crash*

Franco: Let's finish him! *Franco swung his chair, hitting Oden Schreiner in the back. He repeatedly swung, keep Oden down*

Edward: Well we may need security to break this up! Franco Mancini is viciously assaulting the HAW World Champion! *Franco Mancini put one of the chairs under Oden's head. He looked up at Crash, then pointed at Oden's head*

Franco: Swing it! Swing it now! *Crash raised the chair above his head, looking around reluctantly. Suddenly, the music of Fun Fight Machine hit, and he came running down to the ring*

Edward: Fun Fight Machine! It's Fun Fight Machine! He's back! He's back! *Franco and Crash quickly retreated out of the ring as Fun Fight Machine rushed in. He watched as Franco and Crash backed up the ramp to the back*

Edward: And Fun Fight Machine has saved the day! But why? I expect the answers will come out next week! Good night folks!

*The show started off with just a view of the crowd. The lights in the arena went red, and Oden Schreiner's music started, causing the crowd to erupt. Oden Schreiner made his way down to the ring, belt in hand*

Edward: And here he comes, the new HAW World Champion, Oden Schreiner! I said it once and I'll say it again, it was a dominant performance by Oden at the last PPV!

*Oden Schreiner grabbed a mic with one hand, and raised his belt with the other, more cheers*

Oden: It took half a year...but I think HAW has finally seen its true HAW World Champion! Your world champion isn't an announcer. He isn't an opportunist. He isn't a rookie. Your world champion is a true fighter! I have no problem defending this title! Anyone, anywhere, anytime! I am ready!  *Franco Mancini's music hit, boos coming down, and he walked down to the ring*

Franco: Ya know Oden...I like how you just recapped the history of this world title. That history, it has revolved around me! So I remember everything quite clearly. I was humiliated when a freakin announcer threw me out of the royal rumble. But I came back, and won the title. I was embarrassed, when a rookie showed up, kicked me in the head, and pinned me. But I came back, and won the title. But I think this last time was the worst. You know why? Because I lost my title...and I didn't even get pinned! You have yet to prove, in an actual championship situation, that you can beat me!

Oden: Then I shall prove it now! Let's go! *Franco looked around, hesitating, as the crowd cheered for the fight. Before he could reply, Crash MuscleGate's music hit*

Crash: Now waaaaiiiit just a minute! *Crash started walking down the ring, mic already in hand* Hold up here, let's not get ahead of ourselves! Official HAW business needs to be conducted! *Crash jumped into the ring* Franco, I'm sorry, but....I get first crack at Oden Schreiner. I was supposed to be in the championship match, but I withdrew, thus contractually cementing my status as number one contender for the title.

Franco: ...Ya know what Crash? Good! Because I didn't want to face Oden tonight. I'm using my re-match clause at the next PPV!

Crash: Whoooaa! No you aren't! See, I know what you're thinking. You're afraid of Oden. So you plan to either face me, who you wrongly assume is an easier opponent, OR, you have clearly done your research, and know that Oden is German, and that the next PPV takes place during Oktoberfest, and you're banking on Oden being so drunk that he suffers from dehydration, impaired muscle coordination, and a host of other ailments! Well I'm not going to stand for such cowardice! And this is why it will be I who wrestles for the title at the PPV!

Franco: Crash, to me, it sounds like you're the one who's scared. Why not face Oden tonight?

Crash: Because I've got a training plan I have to keep up with! What if Rocky fought Ivan Drago in the first five minutes of Rocky IV? He would have lost, and we would all be communist! I am fighting for America! *The crowd cheered, with a small U-S-A chant breaking out*

Franco: So you're sinking so low, that you're pandering to these people?!

Crash: U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

Franco: Coward!

Crash: Snake!

Oden: SHUT UP! NOW! Just fight! Franco vs Crash. Number one contender's match, RIGHT NOW!

Crash: .....Later tonight.

Franco: Yeah, later!

Crash: ...YEAH! Later!

Franco: Later!

Crash: It will be later! So...catch ya....later!

Franco: And I'll see you...later! *The two exited opposite of the rings and walked to the back. Oden's music hit once more, and he posed with the title for the crowd*

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*Gregory Greystone was backstage, drinking some water, when Annie Bonkers ran up to him*

Annie: Gregory!

Gregory: Yes?

Annie: Look, I've had a really rough first month here at HAW...

Gregory: Ummm...I'm not technically on the job, this is my lunch break right now, and-

Annie: I don't care! Look, I heard the company signed another woman. Just go make me a match with her tonight.

Gregory: I don't have that power actually, my job is specifically to-

Annie: Just do it! I need to pick up a victory!

Gregory: Uhh...sure. I'll...get on it!

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*Mr. Lifeguard's music hit, and he came down to the ring*

Mr. Lifeguard: Ladies and Gentlemen....I have some good news. Last week at the PPV, I defeated The Behemoth! *Cheers* But I have even better news than that. It makes my victory look like nothing....today, my father, Mikey Z, has woken up from his coma! *Louder cheers* Now, he's still not feeling the best, and he doesn't think he'll be ready to return to work for a few weeks...so he has officially, and on a temporary basis, granted his 51% of the company...to me, Mr. Lifeguard! So I'm here to restore some order to HAW. In my pocket, I've got a nice pink slip...and I think I know the perfect Behemoth to give it to! So please, good sir, come out, and graciously accept my gift to you! *Lifeguard waited in the ring. After a few moments, Rat's new music hit, a chorus of boos greeting him. Rat walked down to the ring smiling. He entered, then held out his right hand to Lifeguard*

Rat: Hello Mr. Lifeguard! My name is Rat! I believe you and I are now officially business partners! Put 'er there! *Rat remained smiling, hand still out, ready to shake. Lifeguard didn't budge, coldly staring at Rat* Ok, ok! Fair enough. I can see you don't want to work with me....*Rat brought his hand back and turned serious* and I don't want to work with you...or for that matter, your idiot father. *Lifeguard took a step towards Rat, but Rat stepped back* Hold up, this is purely business here. I mean, how bad would it look if the majority owner of a company just assaulted the minority owner? Terrible headlines...jail time..things like that could sink a company into the ground.

Mr. Lifeguard: Rat, I am sick of your attitude. I once thought you were a great wrestler. But now...I'm happy my father fired you!

Rat: You really shouldn't be. I mean, just think...I work years to return, and in a few months, I'm out of the company. I'm the biggest name here, yet daddy just tosses me aside. So I'm stuck at home, doing nothing...nothing but thinking about how I can get revenge. So you know what I did?

Mr. Lifeguard: Got my father thrown off a building!

Rat: Of course not! How dare you accuse me of something like that. You think I would be evil enough to buy up this company, hire someone to throw an elderly man off the building, and then take control? Of course not! You see Lifeguard, the official story is, I lost my feelings of revenge, and decided to help your father financially by buying a minority of his company. Then, in his dementia, he ended up on a roof top, and my friend The Behemoth tried to talk him into remaining calm, yet your father fell off! The Behemoth tried to grab him, but it was too late!

Mr. Lifeguard: My father didn't jump off!

Rat: Well I got a hold of his medical records today, and he has no memory of the incident, so it's a shame his story won't hold up. But now it turns out....you're in charge. That's really amazing. Mr. Lifeguard, majority owner of HAW. It sounds so terrible to say! So I want to offer you a business deal. Next PPV....you and me. One on One. Winner....gets 100% of the company.

Mr. Lifeguard: Rat, I can't risk my father's company.

Rat: Of course. Fair enough. I mean, we all know you don't take risks. You've never won a championship...never been a go-to guy. You've really been a disappointment. Completely failing to live up to what your father was. Parents just love to see their kids succeed, to be better than them...but you're right. It's OK. You fit the role perfectly of the son who fails to make his father proud. *Rat started to walk away*

Mr. Lifeguard: ...FINE! FINE! You want your match? You got it!

Rat: Good choice Lifeguard. I look forward to our future business dealings. *Rat left the ring, smiling, leaving Lifeguard angry*

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*Backstage, Jack Trailor was walking around*

Bigg Pimpin Alex: Look who it is! The idiot himself! *Jack Trailor turned around, and saw Alex*

Jack: You....are a bad.

Alex: Jack, I'm just a smart. And I can't help it if in your eyes, that makes me a bad.

Jack: You lied to me! You beat me! You made people sad!

Alex: Listen bro, if it wasn't going to be me taking advantage of you, it was going to be someone else.

Jack: You....are a bad guy!

Captain Pie: Wherever there is a bad guy, always look for Captain Pie! *Captain Pie jumped into view*

Alex: ....So what do you want?

Pie: My pumpkin taste buds are going crazy! I seem to be feeling some sort of...of...plan forming in Bigg Pimpin Alex's head! A plan to take out Jack Trailor again...and declare yourself the #1 contender for the HAW National Title!

Alex: That's...not even the slightest bit true! Of course not! I would never attack Jack!

Pie: You may say that with your words....but can you explain....why Jessie Parran is above us with a net?! *The camera panned up, and Jessie Parran was on a pathway above, holding a net*

Jessie: Ahh! *Jessie ran away with the net*

Alex: Ok! Fine! So that was my plan! But you know what? I deserve to be the number one contender!

Pie: Maybe you do...and maybe Jack Trailor deserves it...or maybe even...Captain...Pie!

Jet Black: None of you deserve it! None of you! *Jet Black approached them* You think it's great being champion? It's not. Only someone like me deserves a shot at that title. Because when you're champion, the pressure is on you....every day....you just feel the stress....it eats you inside, as every agonizing second feels like a lifetime! Your only relief is when you wrestle, when you feel another man slamming you, that pain rips through your body, and you sigh in relief, knowing that for once, the pain is physical, and not eternal torment of your very soul!

*The three stared at Jet Black*

Jack: Sole? ....If I won, I could afford some new shoes...no more foot pain, like ya said!

Alex: And if I won, I would just add it to my collection of gold! And that's what I want! That's what I need!

Captain Pie: If I won, I would show the world what true heros can accomplish!

Jet Black: If I won, my pain would increase, and I would be the greater man for it!

*Gregory Greystone approached them*

Gregory: Hey! Quit your arguing!  You guys settle this in the ring in a tag match. Pie and Jack, Alex and Jet!

Alex: Since when do you have power to make matches?

Gregory: Do it now! GO! *The four quickly ran off. Greg nodded, looking proud. An arm suddenly went around his shoulder, and he looked up to see Rat*

Rat: Nice match you just made.

Gregory: Oh, thank you...

Rat: So how long have you had the authority to make matches?

Gregory: I..uhh...well, you see...uhh..

Rat: You don't, right?

Gregory: ...N-no sir...

Rat: Thus....from now on...you won't be making matches, right?

Gregory: Correct!

Rat: Good boy. *Rat patted Gregory on the back and walked away*

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*Backstage, the O'Toole Brothers were in their locker room, when Mr. Lincoln approached them*

Lincoln: Ah, Fergus, Sean! Just who I needed to see.

Sean: Us? What do you want from us?

Lincoln: Well, you're one of the established tag teams here in HAW, along with the Holy Duo....Rat had ordered a pair of tag team titles made....but they don't have a holder. So how about you two against the Holy Duo, next PPV, for the titles?

Fergus: I think Sean and I would quite like that idea.

Lincoln: Great. I'll go prepare the papers...you guys to sign next week!

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*Mr. Lifeguard was backstage, when the lawyer, Mr. Lincoln, approached him*

Mr. Lifeguard: What do you want?! You've got people thinking I ordered an attack on my own father!

Mr. Lincoln: In that case, you should be happy to see me. Tonight, HAW's minority owner will be revealed. He's going to come down for your match with The Behemoth. He'll want to keep an eye on things.

Mr. Lifeguard: I don't care what he wants. Tonight is about revenge. Tonight, I will show the world-

Gregory: Lifeguard! Lifeguard! *Gregory Greystone came running up* The Behemoth! He just went crazy backstage! Quick! *Lifeguard followed Gregory through the arena*

Lifeguard: Get the doctors! Get the doctors! Turn the cameras off, give him privacy! Now!

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*Elsewhere in the arena, Jack Trailor approached Annie Bonkers*

Jack: Hello.

Annie: Oh...you...I was wondering if you'd be able to find the arena...

Jack: I'm really sorry about last week. Alex was just really kind. I thought he was a new person, so I trusted him.

Annie: And you left me to get attacked by them...

Jack: Well now I know. Don't trust them. We got a tag match against them. We will win. I believe in you. Just like you said you believe in me.

Annie: Well I don't anymore! I just want to get tonight over with! *Jack looked sad, but nodded. The two walked away to go to their match*

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*Liam was in the locker room, warming up with Crash*

Crash: Now side stretch! 1....2.....3.....*The door burst open, and Frederic St. Pierre came in*

Frederic: CHAMPION! I am STILL the HAW National Champion! Me! Frederic St. Pierre!

Crash: The best National Champion we've ever seen!

Frederic: Merci! Merci!

Crash: You know what's going to make tonight even better? When Liam wins the HAW World Championship! Forget all this talk about minority and majority owners! By the end of the night, it will be the MuscleGang who is in control of HAW!

Liam: Group hug time! *The three embraced, then cheered!

Crash: Go win that title Liam!

Frederic: Make us proud!

Liam: I'm certain I will! See you guys after the match!

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*Mr. Lifeguard was outside the entrance curtain, jumping up and down and getting ready*

Hawaii: There he is! Mr. Lifeguard! Ready for his big match!

Mr. Lifeguard: Not now Hawaii. I'm focused.

Hawaii: On what? Your big speech? I can see it now...You're in the ring...The Behemoth is in the ring...we wait for the mysterious owner to be revealed...and you smile and raise Behemoth's hand!

Mr. Lifeguard: I'm doing one thing to The Behemoth...and that's punishing him. Just sit back and watch. *Lifeguard's music played*

*After the match, Frederic grabbed a microphone*

Frederic: No one can beat me! Your HAW National Champion, Frederic St. Pierre! Merci! Merci! *Fred began to exit the ring, when Edward Findleton grabbed a microphone*

Edward: Fred! Fred! I have just been told to deliver this message to you... Next week at the PPV, you will be defending your title against...Jet Black! ...And Captain Pie....and Eagle Beak! *The crowd cheered, leaving Frederic enraged*

Frederic: Non! Non! It is not possible! It is not possible!

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*Mr. Lifeguard was backstage in the locker room with some of the other wrestlers. There was a knock on the dressing room door, and a man in a suit entered*

Mr. Lifeguard: Hey, who are you? This is for wrestler's only!

Man: My name is Mr. Lincoln. I am the new lawyer that has been hired by HAW.

Mr. Lifeguard: I didn't hire you.

Lincoln: Of course not. You don't have the authority to hire me.

Mr. Lifeguard: My father is the owner of this company!

Lincoln: Your father is comatose. Thus, control of the company goes to the 49% owner of HAW.

Mr. Lifeguard: You're joking, right?

Lincoln: I'm afraid not. In an amazing coincidence, a person, who wishes to remain anonymous, became HAW's minority owner, right before your father had his tragic accident.

Mr. Lifeguard: So this person...he's behind this whole thing? He attacked my father to gain control of the company?!

Lincoln: Of course not. A man known only as The Behemoth attacked your father. Now, being a generous man, and knowing how much you want to avenge your father...the minority owner booked a match at the PPV next week. Mr. Lifeguard vs The Behemoth. Good luck. I hope you don't end up like your father. *Mr. Lincoln left the locker room*

Hawaii: Bravo! Amazing performance!

Mr. Lifeguard: What?

Hawaii: You're sick. Really twisted, you know? Just something not right up there...even I wanted go this far to cover up an attack on my own father! I love it!

Mr. Lifeguard: I am NOT the one behind all of this!

Mitchell Row: Sure seems like you could be...being 49% owner...you would be the logical person, no?

Mr. Lifeguard: It's not me! Why can't you guys see that?! *El Termitas rose from his seat, and stood next to Lifeguard*

El Termitas: Hey! If Lifeguard says it wasn't him, it wasn't him. Just take his word on it, ok? *El Termitas walked away, leaving Lifeguard quizzical*

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*Jessie and Bigg Pimpin Alex were in the ring*

Jessie: Last week, Alex suffered one of the most....humiliating losses of his career. And it had nothing to do with a lack of talent! It had 100% to do, with an annoying little brat sticking her nose where it didn't belong! Annie Bonkers! Get out here now! We were supposed to have a mixed tag match at the PPV...but we want it right now! *Annie Bonkers came out to the ring, nodding and accepting the challenge. She waited in her corner, and Jack Trailor's music played. After a few seconds, nobody came out, and the music stopped. Annie looked around, and Alex grabbed a mic*

Alex: Oh...forgot to mention one little detail. I caught up to Jack last week to congratulate him on his victory. I told him good job, and that he deserved a big reward! Not a little reward like a first class plane ticket...I told him he deserved a the special...economy class plane ticket! But, silly me! I must have accidentally booked Jack Trailor on a flight to the opposite side of the country! Looks like you don't have a partner Annie...so let's just have ourselves a handicap match!

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*Oden Schreiner walked up to Franco Mancini backstage*

Oden: Franco! I look forward to our match tonight.

Franco: Me too Oden. Now, remember that deal I offered you last week? Well how about this. Suppose I triple-

Oden: No. There will never be a deal! I will fight for the championship next week! I may not win, but that is why tonight is so important! I want to show the world, one on one...that I am better than you! Without your gimmicks, you are nothing! You stand no chance!

Franco: As long as I'm champion, I've always got a chance. *The two men stared at each other, then turned and went their seperate ways*

*Mr. Lifeguard was backstage, standing in front of the entire HAW Roster*

Mr. Lifeguard: I've called everyone here to a mandatory meeting. I want to give all of you an update. My father is still hospitalized, in a coma. I have been working with the authorities, searching high and low for the man that attacked him. We could not find any motive for an attack...so I have come to this conclusion: Someone in here hired a man to throw my father from that building. But...who? Which one of you could have done it...maybe it was....Edward Findleton!

Edward: What? Me?

Mr. Lifeguard: Maybe you were a bit mad when he was revealed as owner...maybe so mad...you planned to eliminate him!

Edward: Why would I eliminate him? I mean, he, I..it's just...no! I didn't do it! I'm too weak to be involved in things like this! Honestly!

Mr. Lifeguard: ...I believe you...then perhaps it was...Franco Mancini! You hated the reffing. You hated wrestling Fun Fight Machine...and you had the money to do so!

Franco: Listen. If I wanted to eliminate Mikey Z, I would have made sure there were no witnesses. There would have been no evidence. And you would have NEVER...known it was me.

Mr. Lifeguard: Spoken like a true professional....well maybe it was...The O'Toole Brothers!

Fergus O'Toole: It wasn't.

Mr. Lifeguard: I know, just keeping you on your toes. But what about...Mitchell Row?!

Mitchell Row: Lifeguard, you and I have had our disagreements...and I had disagreements with your father. But I put my life on the line for this country, for people to have the freedom to speak their mind! I didn't like how your father handled the business, but I respected him. You have my word, it was not me.

Mr. Lifeguard: Very well....then perhaps it was...Hawaii!

Hawaii: You're just going to go around the whole room. That's what you'll do. And you know what Lifeguard? None of us sitting here had anything to do with it....unless of course....it was you who did it.

Mr. Lifeguard: What?!

Hawaii: Maybe you saw how much money Daddy was making...maybe you thought you could inherit his business...just a little push...and it's all yours! Haha!

Mr. Lifeguard: I would never do that! I.....ARGH! Meeting adjourned! I need to think....*The wrestler's began to file out of the room*

Hawaii: Good luck, Lifeguard. it's sink or swim time! *Hawaii left, leaving Lifeguard alone, pondering and upset*

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*Liam was helping Frederic back up the ramp. At the top, Frederic grabbed a mic from a stagehand*

Frederic: Still! I am still HAW National Champion! That masked man...he has nothing! I have the gold! Me! Me! Merci! Merci!

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*Annie Bonkers was walking backstage, when saw Jack Trailor, with his head slumped in his hands*

Annie: Hey Jack...what's got you down?

Jack: I'm scared. I haven't won a match. I think if I keep not winning...they'll get rid of me.

Annie: They won't get rid of you Jack!

Jack: They may. I gots another match with Bigg Alex. I can hurt him...but it's Jessie. She's just so smart. She always jumps in the middle of us and ruins my con....concen....my thinking!

Annie: Well how about this Jack...I'll stand in your corner tonight! I'll give Jessie and Alex a taste of their own medicine!

Jack: Won't do no good...I just don't believe anymore. I don't believe I'll have a job...I don't believe I can win.

Annie: I believe in you!

Jack: You're just saying that...

Annie: No! Here...how about this. I'll prove it. I'll buy you your plane ticket to the next show! Because I KNOW you'll be there! I'll even make it first class!

Jack: ...Really? I won't have to drive?

Annie: Not a bit! Come on! Let's go show Alex and Jessie who's in charge!

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*Oden Schreiner was warming up backstage when Franco Mancini approached him*

Franco: Oden...look, I know we got off to a bad start. But I'm going to make it up to you! Let's make a deal, shall we? In our match tonight...you don't attack me...I won't attack you...AND....I'll throw in...$1000! Huh? Sound good?

Oden: No.

Franco: ...Look, it's perfectly legal what we're doing, what's the problem?

Oden: Make it $5000.

Franco: $5000?! Are you insane?! *Oden Schreiner cracked his knuckles and punched into his hand* ....Ok...$5000! *Franco quickly wrote out a check, and handed it to Oden Schreiner. He smiled and packed it away*

Oden: I like that. Trust me Franco, I won't attack you. Mainly because tonight, we are tag partners! *Oden laughed and walked away* Learn to check the match schedule!

*After the match, Franco Mancini took a mic*

Franco: Crash! Liam! I've got an offer for you! I've got an offer! *Liam and Crash, still hurting and clutching their bodies, stood up and looked at Franco* I'll offer you each....$5000 to withdraw from competition for the rest of the month! See, I've been told the PPV is between us three and Oden. So how about we just make it fair, and you guys get your title shot against me another month, ok?

Liam: ...No....I....I worked hard to get here. I'm not giving this shot up! *Liam walked out of the ring, then looked back at Crash*

Crash: ..........I accept this offer. You know why? Liam...you DO deserve this. You deserve to have higher odds to win! Don't listen to what anyone says. It's not that I'm afraid of Oden Schreiner or that I'll only take a one on one match! I...want what's best for you! Franco Mancini...I accept you offer. *Franco Mancini gave Crash a check and smiled, watching as Liam and Crash walked to the back*

Franco: One down....two to go! *He held up the World Title as the show went off the air*

 Edward: Ladies and gentlemen, at the last PPV, there was some very shocking events that happened. HAW owner, Mikey Z, was thrown off a building by a man. While alive, The Zaz has been in a coma since the incident. Right now at HAW, we would like to take this moment to- *Edward was cut off by Franco Mancini's music. He walked down to the ring, championship belt around his waist*

Franco: Ed, shut up. No one cares about an old man falling down. This is a results oriented business, and the results speak for themselves. I am the NEW HAW World Champion! *The crowd booed* Now, I wasn't too happy that an old has-been was the final image of the last show, and not me and my championship. But I'm a good guy. I can forgive that heat of the moment decision. But I will NOT have the start of this show be about him! It will be about the new reign of Franco Mancini! *The crowd booed* You're all too kind. Now, at this point, the old champion, the loser, would come down to the ring and interrupt me. Right? I bet everybody is just ready to see Fun Fight Machine come down and beat the crap out of me, right?! Who wants to see Fun Fight Machine?! *The crowd cheered* Well he's not coming down. Not for a long time. I drove his head through a table! Diagnosis? A concussion! He is out! He is not in this building! And that means that only person that matters tonight, is ME!

*The music of the MuscleGang played, and out came Crash, Frederic, and Liam*

Crash: Congrats Mancini. Way to go. You put a man through a piece of wood. You're a true champion. Actually, no, I take that back. You know who's a true champion? The MuscleGang. No one thought we would stick together after that match. But afterwards, we made sure the most important thing happened. We stood strong. For my part...I wanted to win that match. And I saw Frederic going for the pin on Liam. But I had this urge...this desire...to be the man to make Oden Schreiner tap out! It didn't work, but I was proud of my effort!

Liam: And honestly, I will let these guys pin me anyday of the week!

Frederic: Which makes moi, the HAW National Champion! A true winner, against worthy opponents.

Franco: So let me get this straight. Two of you are losers. One of you won a championship by having the two losers help you, and triple team a giant. And you think that makes you guys better than me, a man who won his match by himself?

Liam: You won against a rookie and a termite.

Franco: A Former World Champion and a long time veteran!

Crash: Hey, you only won against two losers! Atleast I lost to a winner!

Liam: Yeah!

Franco: That doesn't even make sense you idiots!

Crash: We're not idiots!

Franco: You sound like you are!

Crash: Are not!

*Oden Schreiner's music hit, the crowd erupting. He stormed into the ring, the other four men looking at him cautiously*

Oden Schreiner: I lost to Frederic St. Pierre....I lost...to the MuscleGang. They can keep their titles. But I have shown dominance as a singles competitor. Franco Mancini...I challenge you for the HAW World Championship, tonight! *Cheers*

Crash: Whoa! Hold up! Liam and I were challenging him. Sorry, but we were here first.

Oden Schreiner: You never said it!

Liam: We implied it!

Franco: There will be no world championship match tonight! None! I don't have to defend it tonight, and I won't!

Oden Schreiner: You fear me!

Crash: Quit talking to him in single person, we were here first!

Oden Schreiner: I don't care!

Liam: Freddie...get out of the ring, I think a fight's about to break out... *Frederic left the ring, and a ref ran down to the ring*

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*Backstage, Gregory Greystone was with Mr. Lifeguard*

Gregory: Mr. Lifeguard...we saw the..the attack on your father at the end of the last show. What are your thoughts?

Mr. Lifeguard: ...My thoughts? You want to hear my thoughts? These are my thoughts! My father is a retired wrestler. His best years are behind him, we all know that. The man that threw him off that building...that man is a coward. I don't know who you are. I don't know what your motivation was. And I know you're watching right now. I will find out your identity. I will find out if you're just some sick, twisted man...or if someone put you up to this. And all I know is that when I find out this information...someone is going to pay. *Mr. Lifeguard walked away angrily*

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*Frederic slowly rolled out of the ring, and took a mic*

Frederic: It....it does not matter if he wins! I let him win! I am still the National Champion! I am STILL the National Champion! Merci! Merci! *He put the mic down, then painfully walked to the back*

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*Jessie Parran was in the ring*

Jessie: My name is Jessie Parran. I want everybody to know that. While yes, I am Bigg Pimpin Alex's manager and girlfriend...I have a name! I am not "that girl at ringside with Alex." I'm not "that chick that interferes in matches." I am Jessie Parran. And I am the QUEEN of HAW! I dare someone to tell me otherwise. I want an open challenge to any female in the back. It'll probably be some make up stylist...maybe an old ugly woman selling popcorn in the stands. But nobody can challenge me as Queen! And if you think you can, meet me in the ring, right now!

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*Glenny Pax was backstage with Jack Trailor*

Glenny Pax: Jack, you ready for our match tonight against Alex and Vernon?

Jack: Yep.

Glenny Pax: Good! Good! And you remember the plan...right?

Jack: Yep.

Glenny Pax: Great! How does it go?

Jack: .........

Glenny Pax: The plan, Jack! The plan! Describe it!

Jack: ....Win?

Glenny Pax: No! I printed out two copies! Didn't you read it?!

Jack: ...Nope.

Glenny Pax: Man, Jack. You gotta smarten up. Let's go. *Jack nodded and followed Glenny*

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*After the match, Crash helped up Lovable Liam and walked up behind the still celebrating Frederic. Frederic turned around and looked at them for a moment, then held out his hand. After a few moments, Crash nodded, and shook Frederic's hand. Frederic then turned towards Liam, hand still out. Liam looked at Crash, then to Fred, then to the audience. The audience booed. Liam looked back to at Fred and shook his head no, eliciting cheers. Liam then hugged Fred, quickly turning the cheers back to boos, and the MuscleGang walked out of the ring together*

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Edward: Thank you all for tuning in folks, we'll see you next time- Wait...hold on...I'm being told something is happening outside the arena...Do we have a camera? I think we have a camera on the scene!

*The MuscleGang's music plays, and the three head out to the ring*

Crash: Tonight, was supposed to be a historic night. Tonight, the HAW National Championship was supposed to be defended against two fine men, Lovable Liam and Frederic St. Pierre. But they were robbed! You people were robbed! That match won't be happening? The idiot owner put me in a match against Oden Schreiner! This week, I am unable to wrestle. My personal doctor has declared I am not in 100% physical condition. So due to nature of my injuries, it is not possible- *Oden Schreiner's music hit, cutting off Crash. Oden walked to the ring, mic in hand*

Crash: What do you want?! You big brute!

*Oden held the mic up to his mouth to speak, then looked around at the crowd. Out of nowhere, Oden clocked Crash over the head with the mic and dropped it to the ground. Liam and Fred both charged at Oden Schreiner, but he grabbed each of them by the throats, lifting them up and giving a double choke slam. Oden picked the mic up again*

Oden: You three. Me. Four way dance next PPV. HAW National Championship! *Oden threw the mic down, leaving the MuscleGang destroyed in the ring*

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*Mr. Lifeguard was backstage, looking into the camera*

Mr. Lifeguard: Hi folks. We are seconds away from the moment of the year! The wrestling debut of Mr. Lifeguard! So pay attention and watch closely! It just may save your life!

*Mr. Lifeguard was celebrating in the ring, when his music shut off, and Mikey Z's played. He came out to the entrance ramp*

Mikey Z: Son, congrats on your first victory! You seem to have had a bit of fun these past few weeks...so now it's time for a more challenging match. You, Hawaii, and Mitchell Row at the PPV. Good luck! *Mikey Z left, leaving Lifeguard looking a bit worried*

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*El Termitas, Fun Fight Machine, Franco Mancini and Gregory Greystone were in the ring*

Gregory: Good Evening. In just a few days, the three wrestlers in the ring with me will be battling for the HAW World Championship. Tonight however, I am going to give each of these men a chance to speak their mind. I'll start off by asking the World Champion...Fun Fight Machine, are you worried about possibly losing your title, in a triple threat match where you don't even have to be the "loser?"

Fun Fight Machine: Gregory, a match with three wrestlers in still wrestling match. I do not have the control to make the matches. I do not have control over the other wrestlers. I only have control over me! That is why I believe to not worry, and to only give my best!

Gregory: Thank you. El Termitas...you're one of the best high flying wrestlers in the business. Are you worried about going into a more hardcore-themed table match?

El Termitas: Greg, it's like this. I'm a veteran of the squared circle. I've been in table matches before. But with my many years in the business, I've never been in a world championship match before. This may be my only chance. So am I worried about a table match? Not at all. Am I worried this could be my last opportunity? ...Honestly, yes. I need to make the most of this, and I need to prove to myself that I have the ability to achieve my dream.

Gregory: Very heartfelt. Onto Franco Mancini. Franco, recently - *Franco took the mic from Greg's hand, knocking Greg down to the mat*

Franco Mancini: I'm sick of this! Achieving your dreams...giving your best. You know who cares about that? NOBODY! Just stop talking about that all the time! There's one reason all of us wants to be World Champ, it's not self-esteem! It's money! The World Champion gets the big payday! I mean, are you people gullible enough to believe these guys? I mean, hey, I love wrestling! I get to legally beat people up, then wake up to a pile of cash! But if these people believe wrestling is a person's dream...then they are complete morons! *The crowd booed* What?! It's the truth! And don't you two look at me like that! *Franco pushed Fun Fight Machine, who pushed him back. El Termitas approached Franco as well* I knew it! These are your heroes! Ready to pounce on me! Well I hired help just for this occasion! *Jet Black's music hit and he ran out to the ring. The two teams faced each other down*

Gregory: Excuse me...uhh...I have an announcement...Mikey Z has declared that a tag team match will now take place!

*The show started off with El Termitas in the middle of the ring*

El Termitas: Ladies, Gentlemen...I've got a big announcement! You see, we don't just do televised shows. We do un-televised shows, making sure to visit all the cities we can! And last night at an un-televised show, I found out who I would be facing at the next PPV....Give a warm welcome to....your HAW World Champion, Fun Fight Machine! *Fun Fight Machine's music played and the crowd cheered as he ran down to the ring and took a mic*

Fun Fight Machine: Thank you very much, El Termitas! You and I will have a great match! I will give my best. You will give your best. The very best wrestler will win! I wish you much luck!

El Termitas: Thank you Fun Fight Machine! Together, our match can go down in history, as a match that will- *Termitas was cut off by Franco Mancini's music. Franco, looking angrier than the previous week, marched down to the ring, microphone in hand*

Franco Mancini: No. Nope. Your happy little match ain't happening!

El Termitas: And now give a warm welcome to Mr. Losing Streak, Franco Mancini! *The crowd booed, but Franco was unphased*

Franco: Losing streak? The only streak that's been going on, is the Franco Mancini gets screwed streak! But not anymore. I made sure of it. I talked to the higher ups, and it's not happening anymore.

Fun Fight Machine: Franco, you are a good wrestler! But understand, that the fans do not like a man who always complains!

Franco: Maybe they should! HAW has recently had some of the most disgraceful refereeing I have ever seen! Let's look at my rematch last week! Show the picture!

 

Franco: That still image shows Referee Denis Thompson's hand at the two count, making it's way down for three. It also shows me, with both of my shoulders off the mat, and being completely free of contact from Fun Fight Machine! Yet he still counted three!

Fun Fight Machine: It was-

Franco: I don't care! It doesn't matter! I didn't walk away with my championship! So you know what? Mikey Z was gracious enough to put me in the number one contender's match against El Termitas. Let's look at these highlights.

Franco: Number one contender, El Termitas...using WEAPONS! Physically assaulting me with a sledge hammer! To top it off, under the arena policy at that show, if a competitor bleeds, the match must be stopped. Yet referee Denis Thompson, again, blew both of those calls. El Termitas, why don't you direct the crowd to give Denis Thompson a welcome? Huh? Get out here Denis! *The referee made his way to the ring, paper in hand* Denis, I believe you have a prepared statement to make. *Denis took a microphone*

Denis: To the staff and fans of HAW: I, referee Denis Thompson, acknowledge that I have committed multiple errors in the Franco Mancini matches I have officiated. Franco Mancini's formal complaints to the offices of HAW should be handled in the most professional manner. That is why I suggest, that Franco Mancini be awarded one more match at the next PPV, as he challenges Fun Fight Machine and El Termitas for the HAW World championship. In the interest of total fairness, I withdraw my name from refereeing that match. Thank you for your time, and I will dedicate myself to be better at my job in the future.

Franco: Thank you Denis. How kind of you. It turns out, Denis's request has been approved. It WILL be a three way match. And to make sure no referee screws me over....it will be a tables match! *Franco threw the mic down and left the ring*

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*Backstage, Mr. Lifeguard was in a make-up chair when Mitchell Row approached him*

Mitchell Row: Mr. Lifeguard, we need to talk.

Mr. Lifeguard: Sorry Mitch. I got a photoshoot to get to soon. No time for talking.

Mitchell Row: I am allowed to voice my opinion. This is America! And your disrespect of me and the Constitution just angers me!

Mr. Lifeguard: Whoa, dude! Dude! Don't start saying things like that. You make it sound like I hate America! I love this place! We've got the best beaches in the world! Now you on the other hand...I don't really know why I should show you respect...when you didn't show my father respect. See, I think your problem is, your anger is being misdirected. Don't be mad at my dad! Be mad at Hawaii!

Mitchell Row: I am!

Mr. Lifeguard: Well...good! So how about to get your anger out....you have a match against a certain....masked man?

Mitchell Row: ...If you make that match, I will defeat him, in Rat's name.

Mr. Lifeguard: Well, it's on! Go out there Mitch! Give the crowd a show!

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*Liam and Frederic were laughing as they walked backstage. They entered into their locker room, and saw Crash sitting there, head in his hands*

Frederic: Is something the matter Crash?

Crash: Yeah....this night is horrible. I just so...so...so BAD!

Liam: Awww... *Liam sat down next to Crash and put his arm around him* It will be ok. *Crash shoved his arm away*

Crash: No! It won't! I came here with plans to defend my HAW National Championship against...against you two. I wanted to keep my word to you guys. But you know what that idiot Zaz did? He put me in a one on one match against Oden Schreiner! Why would he do that?!

Frederic: He is a cruel man. But we have your back.

Crash: No! Guys...I have to do this by myself. Stay here. I will fight the good fight.