Edward Findleton: What a show we have to close out this season! Five matches are on the card, including the ownership of HAW! But we're starting off tonight to find out the number one contender for the HAW World Championship!

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*Hawaii and Drizzles were backstage, Drizzles staring into the camera while Hawaii paced in the background*

Drizzles: We face a team of Alex and Black, and know that tonight we must not hold back. One seeks pleasure, another seeks pain, but what they will find is they'll be going insane! Tonight they will try and steal our championships! All, including Jessie, best watch out for the possibility of a busted lip...

*Hawaii moved in front of Drizzles*

Hawaii: Exactly! We'll take all of them all! We aren't afraid! If Jessie gets in our way, then we'll destroy her! We'll destroy all of them, you hear?! HAHAH! They're not winning! WE are winning! WE RETAIN! The Strange Crew! HAHAHAH!

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Edward Findleton: And there we have it....after 628 days, Athena's reign as Women's champion has ended!
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*Gregory Greystone was backstage with Sean O'Toole and Rinaldo Gomez*

Gregory: Gentlemen...today, your tag team partners are facing off in a one on one match. Rinaldo, how do you think Mika will do?

Rinaldo: Mika will keep it smooth out there! The match is all his!

Gregory: And Sean, what about Fergus?

Sean:  I grew up with Fergus. I know him well....and I know that a first blood match will work in his favor!

Gregory: Well, each team member thinks their partner will win...but only one can! Let's start the match!

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*Gregory Greystone was backstage with Bigg Pimpin' Alex, Jessie Parran, and Jet Black*
Talk about how theyre not a real team, dont have a name, but are succesful

Gregory: I'm currently being joined by the challengers for the Strange Crew's Tag Team Championship....um, do you guys have a team name you want me to call you by?

Alex: A name? Why would WE have a name?

Gregory: Well, a lot of the teams in HAW have had names...

Alex: The Strange Crew. The O'Toole Brothers. The Chartbreakers. You want us to have a name like that, right? Hey, get this, Jet Black and I, we ain't a team. My only partner is Jessie!

Gregory: But...if you're not a team, how do you think you can beat the Strange Crew next week?

Jet Black: It's simple. Team work isn't required in HAW. Teams don't exist. Friendships and love don't exist! I know this, and Alex knows this. You're only as good as yourself. I am a former HAW National Champion. He's a former HAW World Champion. We are stronger than them. They can't prepare for us.

Gregory: Well actually, they're getting a two on one handicap match tonight to specifically prepare for you, as they fight an opponent named 'Rainbow Blackness."

Jessie: And don't you think that's really cute? They get to have a nice handicap match. It'll be so much fun for them, right? Well...I hope that they get handicap experience....after all, next week, I'll be in the corner of these two men right here. Basically, they really should hope Rainbow Blackness beats them. They'll be able to learn a thing or two. But they won't. They'll beat him senseless, and we're going to go and watch that match right now. Come on boys!

*Jessie Parran walked off with Alex and Jet Black*

Gregory: Well, confident words from the challengers! It will be interesting to see what goes down next week!

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*After the match, Rat, Behemoth, and Calhoun had gone to the back, while Ruslan Panov slowly got up. Mitchell Row looked down at him and shook his head*

Edward Findleton: And Mitchell Row....disappointed...he was tagged in only once during this match for a short while.

*Panov finally got to his feet, although still trying to keep his balance. He looked up at Mitchell Row*

Mitchell: Why didn't you make any tags?!

*Panov stared at the ground*

Mitchell: I'm trying to save this company! I thought you were too! Don't be so selfish!

*Mitchell Row turned around and started to walk away. Panov rushed after him and put his hand on his shoulder to stop him*

Ruslan: Don't call me selfish!

*Row ignored him, and tried to leave the ring again. Panov grabbed his arm again and pulled him back in, Row now looking visibly frustrated. The two got face to face and very close to each other*

Edward FIndleton: Uh oh...there appears to be some tension going on between our World Champion and National Champion.

Ruslan: You're the selfish one! This was my idea to save the company! I didn't need you!

*Mitchell Row pushed Panov away lightly, and tried to leave again. Panov grabbed Row's shoulder again, and forcefully brought him closer and tried to give him a clothesline. Mitchell Row ducked it, and as Panov turned around, Row hit Panov with a spear, sending him to the ground clutching his ribs*

Edward: Wow! Well there we have it, it looks like the ownership is anyone's game! No alliances at all, and everyone is in this for their own reasons! Panov and Row coming to blows...the future of HAW hangs in the balance! Who will own HAW next week? I can't wait to see!

*The show starts, and Rat is already in the ring, holding a microphone and looking none too pleased*

Rat: I'm not in a good mood. I'm sick of everyone. This roster, the fans, the backstage crew, the announcers, I'm sick of it all! I want people to feel how I'm feeling tonight. That's why I'm booking a match that will cause tension. A six man tag match. TJ Street, Rinaldo Gomez, and Sean O'Toole will face Tarik, Mika Kempi, and Fergus O'Toole. Let's cause strife in those two tag teams, ok?! Good. I hope they break each others skulls and kinships!

But secondly, I want to address some more important issues. I have been unfairly treated recently by members of this roster. I have been blackmailed! And that's illegal! You can't do that! I am the owner of HAW! Without me, there IS no HAW! Why can't people understand that?! ...But you know what....I thought about it. I need to assert my dominance through force. At the pay per view, we will have a three way match for ownership. Ruslan Panov, James Calhoun, and me, Rat! And when I win, we can all quit our complaining! But onto the next issue....Mitchell Row, come out here, right now!

*Rat waited a few seconds. Mitchell Row's music hit, and he came out with the HAW World Championship in hand and cheers from the crowd. He entered the ring, stood next to Rat, and raised the World Championship in the air*

Rat: That's delightful, Mitchell. And I hope you enjoyed it, because I am stripping you of the HAW World Championship.

Mitchell: No....no, I don't think you are.

Rat: I am! You are no longer HAW World Champion!

Mitchell: I have a better idea than that! How about, instead of a three way match for ownership...we make it a FOUR way match? The fourth competitor of course, is me!

Rat: No! No! That's not happening! You're being stripped!

Mitchell: Do you really not care about contracts? Do you even read them? Do you have any legal department employed? What you're saying is, you want to add stripping me of this championship to your long list of law problems you can be dealing with?

Rat: What? There's nothing in the contract that says that!

Mitchell: You're one of those guys who doesn't read the fine print, right? I see. Well, if you're prepared to suffer the consequences, take the title from me right now. *Mitchell Row held the title out, offering it to Rat. Rat looked at him suspiciously, then shook his head*

Rat: I don't know what you're trying to do, but I'm not falling for it! So you know what? You want in the ownership match? Fine! You're in!

Mitchell: That's the honorable thing to do! As one military member to another, I admire your courage in that decision! I'll see you in the ring in a few weeks!

Rat: Or maybe sooner. Actually, never mind that. Just enjoy the rest of the show!

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*James Calhoun was walking backstage with a paper in his hand, and went into the catering area, where the majority of the roster was*

Calhoun: Wrestlers, attention please. As you know, our very dedicated owner has booked himself in a match at the final pay per view of the season. But he's also booked the HAW National Champion in that match, Ruslan Panov, and the HAW World Champion, Mitchell Row. Now where does that leave all of you? It leaves you begging to get on the card, hoping for that paycheck that you can use to feed your children! I think it's a shame that he's forgotten about you...but you know what? I haven't. I've gone ahead and booked some matches for that final show...and I think all you will be pleased!

Bigg Pimpin Alex: Pleased? Please! I want gold! And if I can't get a championship, I can't get gold, and I ain't pleased!

Calhoun: Calm down Alex. There's more gold than just the World Championship and National Championship. You see, with Jessie Parran in your corner, you will be teaming up with a man you've been quite close to the past few months, Jet Black....and you will facing The Strange Crew for the HAW Tag Team Championship! And in other championship matches, I think the women's championship should be defended...Athena vs Rachel Porter, with the upstanding Orville Morgan at ringside!

*Athena and Rachel glared at each other, already mentally preparing for the match*

Calhoun: But what good are titles without contenders for titles? HAW tried this last year, by having finale matches include number one contenders, and that of course failed when Rat came into power...This year we are trying again, and this year it will work. Mika Kempi, you just pinned Sean O'Toole. How about we make Fergus get some possible revenge? Mika Kempi vs Fergus O'Toole, winner will be number one contender for the HAW National Championship! And we'll see how thick blood relationships are because it will be...a first blood match!

Fergus: I promise, there won't be any O'Toole blood spilt that night!

Calhoun:  For your sake I hope you're right. But finally, we need a number one contender for the HAW World Champion. TJ Street and Tarik, you two have been in quite a bit of matches but don't seem to ever get the job done. Now is your chance. Baby Luke Barnson, solid competitor, came so close to winning this year...I think you deserve another shot. Of course, we can't have a match like this without The Behemoth....and there's one final competitor that I think can be an underdog story, someone who can do the unthinkable, and someday be HAW World Champion...I'm talking about CC.

Chet Citrus: Alright! I'm ready for this!

Calhoun: Oh...oh...I'm sorry Chet. I must have forgotten to put you on the card, my bad. I was talking about Crystal Cyclone. She's a bit wild in her matches, and it's going to be interesting to see her compete!

Chet: But...but...

Calhoun: Better luck next year Chet. The rest of you, enjoy!

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*Rat's music played to start the show, and he came out to a negative reaction. He went down to the ring and grabbed a microphone*

Rat: Stop my music! There's business that needs to be taken care of! I leave for one month, and everything has gone to hell! I wanted Mitchell Row GONE! Calhoun said that Mitchell Row would be gone, but what happens? He becomes champion?! How is that even possible?! That's the last thing that was supposed to happen! This next Pay Per View....this will be our last one until the off-season. Trust me when I tell you, Mitchell Row will LOSE that championship, and then he will be gone! So it doesn't matter if- *Rat was cut off, as Ruslan Panov's music hit. He rushed down the ring*

Ruslan: All you do Rat...every time you come out here...you complain. You're in charge, yet here you are, just whining to the fans! Why don't you just publicly admit the Rat Regime is a failure, and then just go backstage so we don't have to listen to how your plans were foiled?

Rat: You're coming out here to tell me that I'm...annoying? That's your reason for interrupting me? Ok, great, I'll take your suggestions into consideration, blah blah blah. Moving on, I believe-

Ruslan: Whoa, hold up. Rat, me thinking you're doing a bad job isn't the only reason I'm out here. See, my belief is that someone else can do a better job than you.

Rat: Calhoun? The man is a failure!

Ruslan: He is a failure! I'm with you, I hate James Calhoun! But he wasn't who I was thinking of. I was thinking....of myself.

Rat: You? Good luck with that. You know nothing marketability. Just stick to kicking and punching people, ok? That's on par with your intelligence.

Ruslan: You got control of this company by winning a wrestling match. Why not put everything on the line again...against me?

Rat: Because it's not a smart thing to do. Once again Ruslan, intelligence! You lack it!

James Calhoun: Now gentlemen, hold up just a moment!

*Rat and Ruslan looked up to the big screen TV. Calhoun was backstage, talking into the camera*

Calhoun:  I'm here in the office of HAW's owner. A man must of you know by the name of Rat.

Rat: I'm glad you're back there Calhoun! Because I have your termination papers right there on my desk, just needing my signature!

Calhoun: I see that! These are quite the legal documents you have here, with your no-compete clauses and stipulations and what nots. But I also took my time to look over some other documents you have lying around here...some...not quite as legal documents. Unethical business practices, perhaps?

Rat: Wait...hold on!

Calhoun: Now I obviously haven't verified these documents. Perhaps you're writing a...a law text book. Having some find young students spot the business errors they can pounce on in the courtroom, right? These surely don't contain factual HAW financial records, right?

Rat: Don't move! I'm coming back there! *Rat dropped the mic and took off backstage*

Calhoun: Scurrying back here quickly, he is. Mr. Panov, you and I don't see eye to eye, but I must say, I do love your idea. A match for HAW ownership. That could really go over well with the audience..now hold on, I think I hear someone storming down a hallway.

*Calhoun moved off screen, and the camera panned towards the door. A few seconds later, Rat burst into the room*

Rat: Calhoun?! Where are you?! *Rat took a step in the room, and from the side, Calhoun attacked Rat. Rat fell to the ground, and James Calhoun started to stomp on him*

Calhoun: You tried to fire James Calhoun?! You wanted me gone?! *Calhoun picked up Rat and threw him into a filing cabinet*

Calhoun: Boy, you need to be wiser about choosing your fights! You do not want as me as your enemy! *Calhoun grabbed a coffee mug from Rat's desk and smashed it over his head, causing Rat to begin bleeding*

Calhoun: If you hurt me in the slightest, I will annihilate you! You will have nothing left! People won't even know you existed! *Calhoun picked Rat up again, and this time slammed him onto Rat's desk, breaking it and sending papers and computer parts flying. Calhoun then turned back towards the camera, and took a deep breath to compose himself*

Calhoun: Now Mr. Panov, be a good lad and run on off to the back. I've got a match coming up. I need to let off some steam, but I think you'll be interested in it. Perhaps we can discuss business at a future date. Good day to you. *Calhoun walked off, as the camera showed the bleeding and unmoving Rat, before fading out*

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*Athena was sitting in her locker room, when she saw Orville Morgan stand right next to her. She stood up and looked down at him*

Athena: I think you're in the wrong locker room.

Orville: Oh no, I am not. I've come to speak to you Athena. The HAW Women's Champion.

Athena: Ah...you represent this new girl, right?

Orville: The ferocious Rachel Porter!

Athena: Yeah, her. And I'm guessing...she wants a title shot, correct?

Orville: Of course! Her dominance is assured, so it is only natural she becomes Women's Champion!

Athena: You're quite confident in her. But maybe you should be preparing her for her match against Crystal Cyclone? Crystal is a tough competitor.

Orville: Preparation is not needed, the match is already in our favor. We just want the title, please.

Athena: I can't make a promise right now, but I'll tell you this: I like what you're selling, and I'll lobby for a match with her. We'll see what the powers that be have to say, ok?

Orville: That's all I ask for, Athena. Enjoy the spectacle that is Rachel Porter!

*The show opened up with a short man in a red suit and sunglasses standing in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone*

Orville: My name is Orville Morgan. It's a pleasure to meet all of my friends here tonight watching HAW. But in meeting all of you, I give you fair warning! I bring with me a force. A force that will dominate in HAW. That's right folks, in a few minutes, you'll be seeing a chaotic women's hardcore match between Athena and Crystal Cyclone. Yet no matter who comes out alive...they will not be able to take on my pet! She will devour the competition, and everyone will be pleased to be her friend as well. I'm Orville Morgan. You'll all meet Rachel Porter soon enough. Until then, enjoy the show, and enjoy your safety!

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*The camera fades into show Hawaii's masked face, staring into the camera*

Hawaii: The O'Toole brothers! Ohh, how sweet. Little twinsies westling in da wing! Awww...little babies, know each other from birth, know what they'll do, and such a SHAME they're about to be separated! Brother from brother, heads from torsos, life from death! It's all going to be the same for them! But for us...for us, the most important separation will be gold from waists!

*Hawaii's face faded away, with Drizzle's face fading in right over his*

Drizzles: How must it feel, to be a bro? Maybe happiness? Of course not, no! These two tonight, they'll only feel woe...as we take them down to the depths far far below! So come and look at us, as if we were in a zoo! Your new tag teams champions are here, The Strange Crew!

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*With Mitchell Row celebrating in the ring, his music cuts out, and Calhoun's hits. James Calhoun appears at the entrance ramp, steel chair in one hand, microphone in another*

Calhoun: Mitchell Row, I don't claim to be the smartest man, but I do know some basic math. Right now, you're out numbered. *Calhoun slowly approached the ring. Mitchell Row looked behind him, and saw Jessie was starting to help Alex to his feet* Now Mitchell, be smart about this. We don't want to hurt you, we just want you to give up the title, right now! Ok?

*Row held the title in one hand, and looked at Alex, who was almost up, and Calhoun who was right outside the ring. Row looked at Calhoun, shook his head "No" and raised the title over his head to cheers from the crowd*

Calhoun: I was afraid of that. *Calhoun slid into the ring with the chair. Row and Calhoun looked at each other, and Calhoun swung the chair. Mitchell Row ducked, and the chair connected with both Alex and Jessie Parran. Calhoun looked at the two on the ground in shock, then turned around only to get hit with a spear by Mitchell Row. Row held the HAW World Championship title up once more as his music hit again, crowd cheers closing out the show*

*Rinaldo Gomez and Mika Kempi were backstage*

Mika: Rinaldo! I came up with a new beat for a new song. It goes like this.....Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh!

Rinaldo: I like it! What if over that, we go...DoDoo! DoDoo! DoDoo! DoDoo! DoDoo!

Mika: Yes! And then...wait...we have visitors. Our oppents.

*Drizzles the Clown and Hawaii approached the two men*

Rinaldo: Hey guys. We got a match tonight and I must say, we are confused. Why you are teaming together?

Hawaii: It's a goooood question. Yes, yes it is! This ugly, disgusting clown defeated me a few weeks ago, he did! We talked a bit. I sorta...I saw his side! We shouldn't be fighting! We should be hating all of you people! YOU PEOPLE! You people ruin everything for people like us!

Mika: What? How do we do that?

Drizzles: All those people, they think you're fun. But when they see us, they want to run! Soon though you won't look so nice! You'll be covered in bruises, grab some ice! Drizzles and Hawaii will beat you down, that is how we will win over this town! Goodbye, we see you next out on the mat, for at the end of our match, you'll be lying down flat!

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*The scene fades in to show Athena and Mitchell Row sitting in two chairs across from an empty desk, waiting silently. A door is heard opening off camera, and James Calhoun walks in and sits across from them at his desk*

James Calhoun: Athena and Mitchell Row. Look at you two, having quite the success here in HAW

Mitchell Row: You called us in here Calhoun. What do you want?

James Calhoun: You like to cut out the small talk, don't you? Where I come from, that's considered very rude. But, I'm a very forgiving man, and I will let that slide. And as a caring man, I will even honor your request, and get straight to the point. What do I want? I want people to be happy. Since I'm in charge, I've been working the phones a bit. I found out a way to solve all of our problems. You two want to be wrestlers, is that correct?

Athena: That is.

James Calhoun: I found the perfect place for you. A different promotion. Some of your friends even wrestler there, I find that you'll fit in-

Athena: No. Nope. You are correct in that we want to be wrestlers, but it's also the principle of the matter. Both of us have a history with Rat. We need to make a statement to him.

James Calhoun: Athena, we should not let personal feuds get in the way of sound business decisions. The locker room morale will be much higher if the two of you-

Mitchell Row: The answer is no, Calhoun. I want to be HAW World Champion. She wants to fairly wrestle as HAW Women's Champion. We want Rat to be a better owner and treat all the competitors in this company equal. It's pretty straight forward, unless YOU are too dumb to understand.

James Calhoun: I understand, believe me. What the two of you are doing is truly noble, and personally, I truly admire what you two are doing. Fighting for what you believe in. Off the record, we need people like you. But on the record, we have problems. It looks like they'll come to a head next week at the pay per view but this week...I'm putting you two in a tag match. You have experience being partners, so you should be able to handle the HAW World Champion, Bigg Pimpin' Alex, and the #1 contender for the Women's Championship, Crystal Cyclone. Run along now, you justice seekers. Put on a show and entertain these fans for me.

*Athena was walking basckstage, her belt on her shoulder, when a fan ran up to her*

Fan: Athena! Athena! Can I get an autograph?


Athena: Sure! Do you have a pen or anything to-OOF!


*Athena was hit from behind with a metal pipe by Crystal Cyclone, causing Athena to fall to her knees. Crystal began to repeatedly swing the pipe onto Athena's back*


Crystal: I'm going to be HAW Women's Champion! Not you! ME!


*Athena tried to get up, but Crystal brought the pipe up to Athena's neck and began to choke her*


Crystal: Calhoun promised me a title match against you! See you at the pay per view! *Crystal released the pipe and let Athena fall to the ground, unconscious*

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*After the match, Bigg Pimpin' Alex picked up a mic*


Alex: See that, Row? You thought you were tough stuff beating this guy last week! I crushed him too! Just like I'm going to crush you!


*Mitchell Row's music hit, and the crowd erupted. He ran towards the ring*


Edward Findleton: Mitchell Row! He's ready to fight Bigg Pimpin' Alex right now!


*Row slid into the ring, and him and Alex began to trade blows. Mitchell Row blocked one of Alex's punches, then whipped him into the ropes and hit a clothesline*


Edward Findleton: And the champ is down! Mitchell Row is looking to put Alex away, just waiting for him to get to his feet!


*Alex slowly started to stand up, Mitchell Row sizing him up. Right before Alex turned around, Jessie Parran ran into the ring, and grabbed Mitchell Row's arm. He turned towards her, trying to get her to let go. He finally pushed her off, then turned back towards Alex, only to be met with a kick to the guy. Row bent over, and Alex picked him up, and hit him with the piledriver*


Edward Findleton: And now Row is down, and he is out of it!


*Bigg Pimpin Alex put a foot on Mitchell Row's chest, and Jessie Parran got to the mat to give a 3 count, then raised Alex's hand*


Edward Findleton: There you have it! If Bigg Pimpin Alex hits that piledriver on Mitchell Row at the pay per view...it's over! Alex sending his message loud and clear!

*Hawaii was pacing back and forth backstage, talking to himself*

Hawaii: I'll win tonight...I'll destroy the clown. KILL THE CLOWN! Haha! He'll be a sad clown. His make up...his beautiful make up will run down his face from his tears! Or from his blood! HAHAHA! Then he'll see....he will understand! Calhoun will give me the title match! Yes! Hahaha! What? Oh...it's him. It's him!

*Drizzles the Clown walked up to Hawaii and stared at him for a good ten seconds*

Hawaii: What?! What do you want?!

Drizzles: You should not speak your mind so soon, for I have talked to James Calhoun! "Words can be lies" is what he said, your title hopes will soon be dead! For Drizzles will be the one to beat you down, and then you will fear this sad little clown!

Hawaii: NO! I'm going to kill you. My hopes won't be dead, you'll be dead!

Drizzles: See you in the ring, and good luck my friend! You'll come to accept, that this is the end!

*Drizzles walked away backwards, staring at Hawaii the entire time*

Hawaii: No....no...I'll kill the clown...I'll kill the clown...I'll kill the clown.......

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*Bigg Pimpin' Alex's music hits, and he came down to the ring with Jessie Parran. Both took microphones*

Jessie Parran: Gentlemen...and ladies. Allow me to introduce the HAW World Champion...Bigg Pimpin' Alex!

Alex: Thank you Jessie, and you look smoking as usual! But I just wanted to come out here and show to you all...my championship gold! Last year, no one thought I could be HAW World Champion. This year, people thought I lucked out or cheated. Well I DESTROYED Luke Barnson! He went crying all the way home! That's a message! Anyone who comes into my territory and tries to take my things...you're going to be sorry!

*James Calhoun's music hits, and he walked out onto the stage area*

James: Hello Alex. I'm really happy to hear you say these things. You've got quite the bit of confidence in your voice, and I admire that. I admire it so much, I'm coming to ask you...no...BEG you for a favor. See, I inherited a little problem from Rat when he put me in charge. That was Mitchell Row. I need him out of this company. I thought maybe use The Behemoth, but Mitchell already beat him....so who better to go to than the HAW World Champion himself, Bigg Pimpin' Alex?

Alex: Calhoun, if Row comes out here right now, your problem will be solved!

James: Now hold on, I can't do that right now. These fans payed for a television taping...not a pay per view taping. They don't deserve to see a match of that quality.

*The crowd booed Calhoun's words*

James: Alex, I just need to promise me you'll beat Mitchell Row so badly, he quits.

Alex: If you want a promise, then I promise!

James: Good. Because if you fail, he wins the HAW World Championship. So we both benefit from this. But right now, I need you to get out of the ring. Mitchell Row will be trying to prove himself against TJ Street...right now!

*The camera faded in to show Gregory Greystone, backstage*

Gregory: I'm here with my guest at this time...Athena.

*Athena walked into the shot*

Gregory: Athena, you're just seconds away from this handicap match against The Behemoth. Are you nervous?

Athena: Maybe a little. The Behemoth has done some damage to people in his short wrestling career. The Zaz, Annie Bonkers, and many others. But at the same time, I feel strangely confident.

Gregory: Because of your partner?

Athena: Exactly. Win or lose, I can't wait to see Rat's face after this match.

Gregory: I'm getting the signal that you're up next! Good luck Athena!

Athena: Thanks Gregory. *Athena walked off*

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Edward Findleton: I'm getting word...there's some developing action going on backstage! We've got a camera on the scene!

*Rat was storming around the arena, knocking random items over*

Rat: Screw them! Screw all these people! Screw everyone! They can't do this!

*Rat pushed a few random employees out of the way, seemingly on a warpath. As Rat continued along, he crossed paths with James Calhoun, who was holding his head and still sweating from his match*

Rat: Get out of here Calhoun! I'm done with everyone!

James: Now....allow me to catch my breath for a second, but you seem to be troubled.

Rat: Damn right I'm troubled! Mitchell Row is back! I won a match to get that guy fired, and now I'm tricked into signing a contract? Where's Lincoln?! I want that contract terminated or I quit!

James: Hold up Rat. Don't be too rash. I can see your frustration. It was a cruel, dirty trick that Athena played on you. But quitting your own company? That's not very logical.

Rat: I don't care!

James: You do care, or else, you wouldn't be this angry. Allow me to offer a suggestion...take a break. A little vacation. Go away for a month and recharge those batteries. But don't quit. It's just not wise.

Rat: ...You're right. I'm not quitting. I just need to fire Mitchell Row and relax!

James: Relaxation should be your number one priority, not doing legal work! I have an idea. Let me take care of Row. Put me in charge on a purely interim basis, you'll come back happier than ever. I promise I'll solve all of your problems, and you won't lose a penny or a wink of sleep.

Rat: You promise?

James: A man is only as good as his word. I promise.

Rat: ...Deal. You're in control for this next month. Just solve these problems. It's vacation time for Rat!



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*Bigg Pimpin' Alex was warming up backstage, Jessie holding his HAW World Championship on her shoulder, when Baby Luke Barnson approached them*

Baby Luke: Hey Jessie...it's a nice title you got there. But I got to admit, it would look a lot better off of you...and on me.

Jessie: Sorry, but I only talk to men, not little babies.

*Alex approached closer and got into Luke's face*

Alex: I bet you worked all day on that one...and she destroyed you in a five seconds. That's only two seconds longer than you'll last in the ring with me. See, unlike Jessie, I don't mind making babies cry. In fact, tonight, I'll enjoy it!

Baby Luke: The bigger they are, the harder they fall. *Baby Luke smiled, then walked off, ready for his match*

*James Calhoun was walking backstage, when Ruslan Panov stepped in front of him, blocking his path*

James Calhoun: Excuse me sir, but I have a match to participate in. I'd appreciate it if you just stepped out of the way for me.

Ruslan: You have a match against Tarik. Rumors are saying you're defending your HAW National Championship against him next week at the PPV. I actually DEFEATED Tarik! You're a coward! You fear me!

James: I fear the man who I defeated for this title? No, you're wrong. You're so wrong...you're only half right! See, I'm defending the title against Tarik. But, I'm also defending against you, in a triple threat match. So put aside the anger for now and save it for next week, ok?

Ruslan: ...Why? Why would you willingly put yourself in a triple threat match?

James: Because it's all about resume building, like I've said in the past! People look and say “Wow, that man was a 10 time tag champion and an 8 time world champion! He was good!” This hypothetical man could have held those titles for a grand total of 5 minutes, but no one will care about that. They care about the number of reigns. If I lose this title, it won't matter. It gives me an opportunity to gain it back and become a two time HAW National Champion. Or I could move onto something else. Does this answer your question, Panov? Now excuse me, I have a match! *Calhoun pushed Ruslan Panov aside and walked away*

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*Rat was backstage in his office on a computer, when the door to his office burst open, Luke Barnson entering with a clipboard in his hand*

Luke: Rat! What are you doing to these refs?!

Rat: Calm down now-

Luke: He didn't bring his hand down for the pin attempt last week! I had Jet Black pinned!

Rat: Well, you see-

Luke: 1-2-3! That was the match! But the ref didn't bring his hand down again! Why not?!

Rat: I guess-

Luke: The only answer I'm accepting from you is to officially sign off on this contract for a HAW World Championship match, me against Alex!

Rat: That could possibly- *The door burst open again, Athena also walking in with a clipboard* Oh great, you...

Athena: You sent The Behemoth to end Annie's career?!

Rat: You basically asked-

Athena: I wanted a fair match! Not something like that! Do you want me to start a boycott?!

Rat: Not exactly, but-

Luke: You're a corrupt owner!

Rat: I just-

Athena: You need to be out of here!

Rat: That's not really-

Athena: Sign this! Sign it or I start a protest! *Athena slammed down her clipboard*

Rat: Uhh...what exactly is this?

Athena: A handicapped match against, two on one against The Behemoth!

Rat: Fine...

Luke: And mine! Sign mine as well!

Rat: OK! Shut up, the two of you! *Rat signed both contracts then threw his pen across the room* You know what? You two come in here, making demands like this? I'm putting you both in a match. You two will go against Bigg Pimpin' Alex and Jessie Parran! Right now! Go! *Luke and Athena took their contracts and walked off. Rat sat down in his desk and buried his head in his hands. Athena then walked back to Rat*

Athena: By the way, I really think you're going to regret who you signed as my partner for that match. *Athena smiled and walked off, as Rat stared at her with a worried look*

*The show opens up with Rat in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand*

Rat: Hello! Welcome to another episode of HAW! I stand before all of you tonight, because I need to update you, the fans, on the current state of HAW. I begin with some sad news...I don't know how this happened but.........Annie Bonkers was seriously injured during her match with The Behemoth last week. I apologize, this is my fault! I should have never have let that match take place, but....Athena just wouldn't take “no” for an answer. I'll be the bigger man though, and not put the blame on Athena. Annie Bonkers career is most likely over, and I take full responsibility. I'm sorry.

*The crowd boos the news, while Rat smiles*

Rat: But hey, it's not all bad! Tonight's main event will see Baby Luke Barnson and Chet Citrus team up against Jet Black and HAW World Champion, Bigg Pimpin Alex! Baby Luke and Chet were a bit mad a few weeks bad with the officiating, so let's allow them some revenge! And finally-

*Rat was cut off by Ruslan Panov's music and the crowds eruption of cheers. Panov made his way out to the ring and grabbed a microphone*

Ruslan: Rat...I want Calhoun. I want the HAW National Championship. And I want that match, tonight.

*The crowd cheered, but Rat shook his head no*

Rat: Nope. Head backstage and get ready, because you have a match, but it's not against James Calhoun. It's against Tarik! But don't start getting angry and making threats. A win tonight will go a long way in seeing who becomes the number one contender, if you catch my drift. *Panov nods, and exits*

Rat: Well that catches everything up, let's get on with the show!

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*Backstage, Bigg Pimpin' Alex was with Jessie Parran and Jet Black, all sitting down in the locker room*

Jet Black: Alex.... tonight, we team again.

Alex: Hah, that we do! And we made quite a team last time!

Jet Black: Do you know how that makes me feel? I picked up the victory for our team...yet you're the one who became HAW World Champion...

Alex: You should look at that as an honor, Jet! You paved the way for a great championship reign to take place! You'll go down in history for that! Shouldn't he be proud, Jessie?

Jessie: He certainly should be.

Jet Black: I'm not proud. I regret picking up that victory! I've done nothing but lose since! And everyone talks about how Baby Luke should be the number one contender, but it should be me! IT SHOULD BE ME! ME! I SHOULD DESTROY YOU TONIGHT! AGHHHH!

Alex: I'm not having any of that! No temper tantrums, we have a match to focus on! So I'll make you a deal. You forget all about this talk of being number one contender and backstabbing me and instead focus on being a cohesive unit....and in return, you can go out with Jessie after the show and maybe she'll introduce you to some of our....friends.

*Jessie Parran walked over to Jet Black and sat on his lap*

Jessie: It will be a lot funner than worrying about a match.

*Jet Black remained silent*

Alex: That's what I thought. I'll see you out there, partner.

*Rat was in his office, sitting at a desk doing paperwork. His phone rang, and he activated the speakerphone*

Rat: Hello?

Voice: Rat, are you ready for your appointment?

Rat: Yeah, yeah, who is it again?

Voice: ...Athena.

*Rat sighed and shook his head*

Rat: Send her in... *Rat stood up and smiled as Athena walked into his office. He extended his hand, which Athena ignored* Athena! Great to see you! Have a seat, make yourself comfortable. *Both sat down, Rat still smiling, Athena all business* What's the problem you seem to be having?

Athena: My problem is the lack of respect you have for women’s wrestling.

Rat: This again? You got to wrestle in a match the other week! You even won! There shouldn't be anything to complain about!

Athena: I've been HAW Women's Champion for 551 days. I have yet to defend that title.

Rat: Ah, so you want to be stripped of the title? I can make that happen!

Athena: No! I want to defend it. I feel since Annie Bonkers teamed with me and won, she deserves to face me in a one on one match.

Rat: Hmmm....interesting proposal. But is that fair to Crystal Cyclone? She didn't get pinned.

Athena: But she hasn't won anything yet. I do think she should be next in line after Annie, but I want to defend my title against Annie. She deserves a shot.

Rat: I think we can work out a deal. I don't see Annie as number one contender material...YET. So what if your little friend gets a match tonight...if she wins, she becomes the number one contender for your title. Is that fair?

Athena: Who is she facing?

Rat: I don't know yet. I have to find someone. This is really short notice! I'm doing the both of you a huge favor! I'm advancing women's wrestling! Isn't that what you wanted?

Athena: ...I feel your change of heart is probably more having to do with sponsors being upset at your remarks, than actually having respect for us.....but I'll agree.

Rat: Good to hear! *Athena and Rat both stood up, and Rat extended his hand again. Athena reluctantly shook it, then walked out*

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*Gregory Greystone was backstage, standing next to “Baby” Luke Barnson*

Gregory: I'm here with Luke Barnson. Luke, tonight you face Jet Black. You have some history with him going back to your debut match when he pinned you. How important is it for you win this match?

Luke: Extremely important. The way I see, I unofficially pinned the HAW World Champion in this Baby's first match. Everyone knows at this point, it was a three count. Bigg Pimpin' Alex should have lost. And in all that chaos, Jet Black came out of no where and pinned. It ticks me off. I should be the HAW World Champion! I've proven I can do it! But, I can't just face Alex tonight. I have to prove myself. So what better way to show Alex that I mean business, than by beating the man that got him into the championship final?

Gregory: Is it wise that you already have your sights set on Alex, and not your opponent tonight?

Luke: What has Jet Black ever done? He was HAW National Champion for like, a day. Then, he cheats to beat me. Well tonight it's going to be one on one. I know I can beat him, and I know that at the next PPV, I'm going to be the new HAW World Champion!

Gregory: Strong words from Baby Luke Barnson. Good luck in your match, next!

*Backstage, Gregory Greystone was standing next to James Calhoun*

Gregory: Allow me to introduce a competitor for the HAW National Championship, James Calhoun. James, we haven't seen you compete yet in HAW. Most new wrestlers competed in the qualifying six man tag matches, yet you chose to sit those matches out, why is that?

James: Well that is a very fair question Gregory. Some people may say that perhaps I'm a coward. Others may say I'm a Southern gentleman who won't hurt a fly on a steak. But the truth is much more simple. It's all about opportunity. Is it smart to rely on two other men, who would then be your opponents, for a match? Of course not, your fate is in their hands. At the same time, I saw Rat had a roster problem. I said, "Why not let me get a bye to the National championship match?" He agreed. Your average fan may think this isn't the wisest move, foregoing a shot at the World title for the National. But I find that the names of titles mean nothing in the long run. What matters is that you have a title to your name.

Gregory:But first you must beat Ruslan Panov, who had to win a qualifying match to be in this title bout.

James: Exactly my point! He had to fight to get in. He had to fight, after he lost! Two grueling matches and he's here. I haven't had to lift a single finger. He knows nothing about me, I have the scouting report on him. Now trust me, I know I still I have to beat him. But I'm maximizing my chances to win. Now if you'll excuse, I have a match to attend to. Good day Mr. Greystone.

*James Calhoun exited the screen*

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*Backstage, the chart breakers were warming up, wearing some sweat jackets with hoods up. The O'Toole Brothers walked up behind them*

Fergus: Rinaldo Gomez and Mika Kempi....You got your first match tonight, against us. And it's for the HAW Tag Team Championship. I hope you guys are prepared.

Sean: We've wanted these titles for a long time. Tonight.....is our time to shine, ya hear?

Fergus: We'll respect you as opponents before the match, and after. But anything we do in the ring is business.

Sean: It's just a warning. Remember that when you're looking up at the arena lights while lying on your back!

*The Chart Breakers turned around, put their hoods down, then pulled off a pair of earbuds*

Mika: Were you talking to us?

Rinaldo: We didn't hear anything.

*Sean and Fergus looked at each other, shook their heads, and walked away*

Rinaldo: We'll see you guys in the ring, ok?

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*Rat was in his office, staring into the camera*

Rat: HAW Fans, get ready for one hell of a main event. You can thank me now, or if you still don't believe in me, you can thank me later. Either way, enjoy six strong competitors...enjoy four HAW veterans, and two HAW rookies. And if you hate the outcome and want a refund, screw you!

*Rat was walking backstage, saying hello to different crew members, when he stopped in his tracks*

Rat: Oh...it's you again.

*Athena walked up to Rat*

Athena: No one cares about the Women's champion, hm?

Rat: That's pretty much correct. Did you know that you're actually wasting valuable air time right now? The only thing offsetting the expense is that I'm on TV with you now.

Athena: So being misogynistic makes for good TV?

Rat: Whoa there! I don't hate women! There's a women's tag match! In fact, I signed a new women's wrestler that's debuting tonight! The thing is, she's good looking. You're just sorta.....ehh...too manly, I guess.

*Athena shook her head*

Athena: Rat, I wish you all the luck being owner of HAW. You're really going to need it with an attitude like that.

*Athena pushed Rat aside and walked off*

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*Backstage, Gregory Greystone was conducting an interview*

Gregory: Tonight we've got a four way match, with the winner getting a shot at the HAW National Championship. Joining me now are "Baby" Luke Barnson, Chet Citrus, Ruslan Panov, and Drizzles the Clown! Guys, are you prepared to face each other tonight?

Baby Luke: I'm the youngest wrestler HAW has ever hired. I'm the baby in this company. I bet the average wrestler backstage will say that I'm NOT prepared. Maybe I wasn't last week. But I see how things are. I got screwed over by a ref in my first match. That opened my eyes. I need to ALWAYS be prepared in HAW. Opportunities are tough to come by. I know that if I apply myself every match, at the end of night, my opponents will go home crying their eyes out!

Chet Citrus: Ooh...I like that, I like that. I got a little bit more experience than the Baby here, but I like that. You got yourself a little catch phrase, right? You opponents crying their eyes out? And you're Baby Luke? It's brilliant. Good self-promotion right there! I've been trying to market myself too, and I've been looking for a good catch phrase! So my catch phrase...is a catch phrase of the week! So this week's catchphrase is...."Sit Down....Or Citrus!" Thank you, I'll see y'all in the future!

Ruslan Panov: Catch phrases....that's what you guys are worrying about. No wonder we lost last week. I had an unprepared rookie and an unmotivated wrestler on my team.

Chet Citrus: That's a bit uncalled for Ruslan...

Ruslan Panov: We're not partners tonight. We probably won't be in the future. We were a randomly assigned team, and we lost. It's nothing personal, but right now, you guys are my enemies. The HAW World Championship would have been nice, but I can't win that now. So I'm going to do everything, and I mean EVERYTHING to make sure I get the victory tonight, AND next week.

Gregory: Drizzles, you've been awfully quiet, and you had an entirely different match last week, what do you think of all of this?

Drizzles: Drizzles is here, because of the O'Tooles. They lost me my match, but those are the rules. But on my own, I am tough like a boss. Drizzles guarantees that there will be no more loss. I laugh at my opponents, ha-ha hee-hee....for soon you will be pinned, 1-2-3!

Gregory: .....Uhhh...thanks Drizzles. Good luck to everyone in the match tonight!

*With the HAW theme music playing, the show opens, crowd cheering and pumped up*

Edward Findleton: Yes it is true! We're back on the air! It's HAW! I'm Edward Findleton, we have a great show tonight and-

*The HAW theme fades out, Rat's music comes on, and the crowd quickly changes to boos*

Edward: Well it looks like things are going to get started! Rat, the owner of HAW, is making his way to the ring!

*Rat reached the ring, took a mic, and smiled at the boos being directed at him*

Rat: I'm back! And you know what that means? HAW is back! You people now have a purpose in life! Now, you can give all of your money to me, while I send out guys in front of you willing to risk debilitating injuries on themselves! Everyone is a winner now! Except of course, our title holders...You see, after I beat some stupid lifesaving geek two years ago, I won control of the company. I was thrilled. But you know who was upset? Sponsors. Networks. Corporate Suits! They took HAW off the air! However, I think that was for the best. That allowed contracts to expire, and I could cut loose some people I just flat out hated. Others, eh...I let some others come back. But by letting contracts expire, 80% of our titles are vacant. No Tag Team champions! No National champion! And certainly, no World champion! Of course, our women's champion stayed....but no one really cares about that, right?

So let me get down to business on what the plan is. Vacant titles are useless titles, so we need some matches. At our first PPV, the Tag, National, and World championships will all be decided! For the most important title, the World championship...we will have a tournament! This week, there will be TWO 6 man tag team matches! The two winning teams will move on to the World championship match, in a 6 way free-for-all elimination match! National championship...we're going to have a bit of a loser's bracket. The winner of the loser's bracket will go on to face a man who agreed to give up his World championship spot in return for a bye to the national championship, James Calhoun! And for the tag titles, an alternate loser's bracket. We'll pair two guys up, and they'll face a newly signed team...The Chart Breakers!

Do you have all of that? Doesn't really matter, we're having our first qualifying match now! Bigg Pimpin Alex, Jet Black, and TJ Street take on Chet Citrus, Ruslan Panov, and “Baby” Luke Barnson!

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*Rat was backstage in his office, when a door burst open and in walks Ruslan Panov, Chet Citrus, and Luke Barnson.*

Luke Barnson: What the hell was that?! Did you see that match out there?!

Rat: Yeah, you got pinned...in your first match! That's really pathetic.

Chet Citrus: I had a view on the apron. Baby Luke had Alex's shoulders on the mat, that ref refused to count three! He stopped an inch above the mat!

Rat: Wow! It's almost as if the only team in this tournament that was filled with rookie HAW wrestlers was prevented from competing for the World championship because it would do terrible buyrates, right? That's the theory you guys are going with, right? Look, all it was....was a simple mistake. I'll talk to the ref later, we'll find out what happened, and you guys have fun in the loser's bracket, ok? Now get out of my office. *Chet and Luke reluctantly left. Ruslan approached Rat and stared him down*

Ruslan: You're setting a tone your first night in charge. You mock people, you don't worry about anyone but yourself. Rat, you better worry about me. If not, this may be the second season in a row an HAW owner ended up in a coma. *Ruslan pushed Rat out of the way and walked off*