The show kicked off with Jessie Parran defeating Hannah Rivers and earning the right to choose the stipulation for her title match against Kitty Kayleen next week.

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*After the Jessie match, she went to ringside and grabbed a microphone*

Jessie: Kitty...You made it known that if I won tonight, I can choose any type of match against you next week. Quite frankly, I don't trust you...or Alex. So to ensure this is a fair fight...you and I will face off in a steel cage match! *The crowd cheered at that idea*

Edward Findleton: Well Kitty Kayleen's plan certainly came back to bite her! But this may help her, she promised Alex she'd deliver pain, and I can't think of a more painful match than being surrounded by metal!

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*Backstage, Gregory Greystone was with Franco Mancini, Sean, and Fergus O'Toole.

Gregory: Ladies and Gentlemen, the TransAtlantic Family has just joined me for an interview! Guys, last week, you suffered a very vicious beatdown at the hands of James Calhoun, Rat, and The Behemoth. Next week, Franco, you face James Calhoun for the HAW World Title! And Sean and Fergus, you two face Rat and Behemoth! How are you all preparing?

Franco: Really? You're asking us how we're preparing for next week? Hey idiot, we've got a three on three tag match against them tonight. Calhoun sent his message loud and clear last week. I heard it, I felt it! I can't go around looking ahead for next week when I've got him this week.

Gregory: You're very right, there is a match tonight, and I can't wait to watch it! You guys jumped Calhoun, Calhoun jumped you guys, it's finally going to be an even playing field!

Fergus: Gregory this goes a lot deeper than an even playing field. This is about power in HAW. You saw what Calhoun did, getting out of a championship match. The man is nothing more than a politician who say whatever he can to make a dollar.

Sean: And that's not us. We're good, honest men right here! We believe in fighting for what you want..and if our target doesn't want to, then we just bring the fight to them. So yes, we do want to fight them. But more importantly, we want to change the way things are done.

Franco: Gregory, you're a little reporter. You go and report this. James Calhoun, Rat, The Behemoth...and all of HAW....they need to learn to fear the family! *Franco nodded to the O'Tooles, and they walked off*

Gregory: Well...you heard it, but I'll still report it! Fear the family! And get ready for a great main event tonight!

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*A camera was following Frederic St. Pierre through a hotel, and he stopped at a door and knocked.*

Frederic: Crash? Crash, are you in there? You are supposed to be at the arena! *Frederic waited a few seconds, but no reply. He took out a keycard and swiped the door and entered*

Frederic: Crash! Are you ok?! *Frederic and the camera man ran in. An unshaven Crash was lying on a bed with pizza boxes and burger wrappers all around him, dressed only in boxer shorts*

Crash: It's over Frederic. I can't do it. I can't wrestle.

Frederic: You can wrestle! You need to get up. *Frederic tried to lift Crash up, but he resisted. Frederic gave up and Crash grabbed for another slice of pizza and took a bite.*

Crash: My career can't recover. I...I gained 1% of body fat...

Frederic: Crash, you do not understand! You're a winner!

Crash: I'm not! I lost to...to...Jack Trailor! A truck driver who...sits in a truck all day! He just sits! The man doesn't exercise, and I lost to him! The only thing I can do now is drink away my sorrows. *Crash grabbed a can of soda and opened it.*

Frederic: NO! *Frederic jumped up and frantically knocked the soda out of Crash's hands* Stop this! You actually won last week!

Crash: ...What? No I didn't....

Frederic: Yes you did! Last week in catering I saw Jack Trailor. He was eating poppy seed buns! I demanded he be drug tested, and the results were positive for opiates! Due to the failed drug test, you have been declared the winner!

Crash: Wait....I won?

Frederic: Yes!

Crash: ...I knew it! I knew he had to be using PEDs! *Crash jumped out of bed* I'm not a loser!

Frederic: You are not!

Crash: I can take anyone on!

Frederic: Anyone at all!

Crash: I'm not afraid anymore Frederic! I defeated a cheater! I'm ready for my next match! Let's do it!

Frederic: The good news is your next match is next week, so you have time to get back in shape!

Crash: My body will be in perfect shape by then. Bring anyone on! I can take them all!

Frederic: This is a great attitude Crash! I am happy you are this positive! I made your final test be your ultimate Achilles's heel! You face Oden Schreiner next week!

Crash: Wait...what?

Frederic: You can do it Crash! I will see you next week! *Frederic left the hotel room*

Crash: Wait! Not Oden Scheiner! Anyone but Oden Schreiner! Oh God....I better start training! Let's run some steps! *Crash ran out of the room, down the hall, and into a stairwell, as his training regiment no doubt had just started*

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In the main event six man tag, Franco Mancini and James Calhoun ended up facing each other as legal men for a mere ten seconds. In the end, Calhoun pinned Fergus O'Toole to give his team the victory.

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*After the match, The Trans-Atlantic Family regrouped on the outside while Calhoun, Behemoth, and Rat celebrated in the ring. After catching their breath, they all slid back into the ring and started brawling. The Behemoth picked up Fergus O'Toole and gave him his Powerbomb Shoulder Breaker, but as Behemoth started to get to his feet, Sean O'Toole hit The Behemoth with a Superkick. Sean celebrated, only to be grabbed by Rat who hit him with a Samoan Drop. Rat stood up and looked down at Sean, but got turned around by Franco who Whacked Rat with a throat thrust. Calhoun pounced on this opportunity and grabbed Franco from behind an attempt to hit him with his Cobra Clutch Slam, but Franco reversed out of it, and stood face to face with Calhoun. The two stared each other down for a few seconds, before unloading rights on each other*

Edward Findleton: The crowd is going crazy! Calhoun! Mancini! They're beating the hell out of each other!

*The two men kept viciously punching each other, until event security rushed into the ring and grabbed both of the men and separated, the crowd booing at the fight postponement. The show ended with Calhoun and Mancini still yelling insults to each other across the ring*

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*The show opened up with Franco Mancini's hitting. He came out with the O'Toole Brothers to a roaring crowd. Franco looked a bit surprised by the reaction and just shrugged as he brought a mic to his face.*

Franco: So there's this guy that's been going around. He goes by the name of Calhoun, bit of a tough guy. But he's also a bit of a weasel. He's been making deals and pulling strings to get out of defending his HAW World Championship. You know what? I kinda respect that. I like a guy who's willing to do anything to stay on top. There's just one problem. That title he's trying so hard to keep? That title is MY title, and I'm taking it back.

*The O'Tooles nodded in agreement as the crowd cheered*

Franco: Now what I know about Calhoun, he manipulates people. Gets them to fight for him so he doesn't get dirty. So I had to make a bit of an alliance of my own. If there's one thing I care about, it's family... *Franco turned to the O'Tooles* So from my family to yours....welcome to the TransAtlantic Family! *Franco gave a quick hug to Sean and Fergus* ....Calhoun! Your time as champion is running out, so enjoy it while it lasts. We're going to take that belt off of you! *Franco threw the mic down and exited with the Calhouns*

Edward Findleton: It looks like Franco has made it clear! He wants Calhoun's World Championship. I'm being told that Calhoun has yet to arrive at the arena, but when he does, we'll cut right to him to hear his response!

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*Crash was backstage on a treadmill running, with Frederic coaching him*

Frederic: Cinq! Quatre! Trois! Deux! Un! Stop! You have completed the work out! *Crash lowered the speed of the treadmill*

Crash: Stop?! I need to do a cool down, I can't just stop! I'm not going to be in peak shape if I just stop!

Frederic: But you must conserve energy! You have a match tonight!

Crash: I know! But did you see how easy I had it against Glenny Pax? And I'm facing Jack Trailor tonight! I've got this in the bag!

Frederic: Jack is more accomplished than Glenny....

Crash: That was years ago! Jack Trailor drives trucks! You know what truck drivers do? They sit! They get no exercise! They feast on bottled soda and chips and fast food!

Frederic: Crash, this positive attitude is good! But do not overlook your opponents!

Crash: I'm not overlooking him! I'm just belittling him! What do I even have to worry about tonight?

Frederic: Your match is next.

Crash: ......I'm not the main event?

Frederic: Non.

*Crash's eyes went wide. He immediately stopped the treadmill, grabbed a water bottle, chugged as much as he could, and ran off. Frederic sighed and followed him*

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Crash Musclegate with Frederic St. Pierre took on Jack Trailor. In a surprise upset, Jack Trailor defeated Crash despite St. Pierre's antics.

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Edward Findleton: What a match that was! We'll be right back after these commercials from- Wait! Wait! Hold that thought, I'm getting word James Calhoun has arrived! Let's go live backstage parking area!

*A limo was seen pulling into the arena and stopping. The driver got out and went to open up the back door, but it flung open and an angry Calhoun emerged. He stormed off, and Gregory Greystone tried to catch up him to him*

Gregory: Mr. Calhoun! Mr. Calhoun! Franco Mancini and the O'Toole Brothers have teamed up! They want your title! What are your thoughts on this?

James Calhoun: I don't care what they're doing, where's Freezer Man's office?!

Gregory: It's just down the hall to the left... *Calhoun pushed Gregory to the ground and continued marching down the hallway.*

James Calhoun: Freezer Man! Freezer Man! Where the hell are you? *Calhoun finally reached a door labeled CEO* I'm coming in, and you're going to explain how you can let this happen to your champion! *Calhoun opened the door and stepped in. Inside was a secretary, she was packing away documents and papers into cardboard boxes*

Secretary: I'm sorry Mr. Calhoun. As you know Freezer Man does not wish to get involved during live shows-

James Calhoun: Where is he?!

Secretary: ...He is not here and has gone back to the company headquarters now that the show has started. This policy is put in place to prevent appearances on shows where-

James Calhoun: I don't care about the policy! You call him up! You get me talking to him now! I waited a week to talk to him and you're telling me he's not here?

Secretary: With all due respect sir, you were late to show and the policy has been sent out in company wide emails. However I would be happy to book an appointment for you to meet with him sometime in the week when there aren't any cameras.

*Calhoun took a deep breath and collected himself*

James Calhoun: You know darling, you are so right. I apologize for losing my temper, sometimes my anger just gets the best of me. *Calhoun chuckled, and the woman politely laughed with him* You say I can make an appointment with him during the week?

Secretary: Yes! Let me just find my planner!

James Calhoun: Oh I believe I saw it right here...*Calhoun picked up a box of books and papers and flung it at the wall. He kicked the desk, knocking it over and sending papers, pens, and binders all across the floor* James Calhoun doesn't go out of his way to see people. They come see me. I wanted to resolve this peacefully, but the one man who could stop me isn't here. So things are going to have to be done my way! *Calhoun stormed out of the office, leaving the secretary in shock*

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*Bigg Pimpin' Alex was sitting in a night club booth, women all around and over him*

Alex: Hey Girls...don't worry...there's enough of Alex for everyone! *Alex put his arms around two women and smiled. He then looked offscreen, and his smile faded* ...Actually ladies, can you please excuse yourselves? It looks like there might be some business here...

*The women left the booth. Kitty Kayleen appeared and sat down next to Bigg Pimpin' Alex*

Kitty: If it isn't Bigg Pimpin' Alex enjoying a night on the town...

Alex: I was until you showed up. I don't like to mix business and pleasure.

Kitty: I highly doubt those women weren't business. *Alex scoffed*

Alex: What is it you want?

Kitty: No more pleasantries? Then you don't mind talking business at all. Well Alex, I'll tell you what I want. I want to earn a paycheck from you. And no, not like other women have. I want to work as a bit of an...enforcer for you.

Alex: An enforcer? Kitty, I'm a former HAW World Champion. I'm a former HAW Tag Team Champion. I think I can hold my own in a fight.

Kitty: Of course you can. But you know the new rules of HAW. You can't touch the women. But I can. And it seems that one in particular made a fool out of you. Jessie Parran, the women I've been told I will be defending my title against at the next large event.

Alex: So you want me to pay you...to win a match?

Kitty: Not just win. Make an example of her. Don't mess with Bigg Pimpin' Alex.

Alex: Here's my biggest problem with that. You're the HAW Women's Champion....and yet last week, you lost to a rookie in her first ever match! *Kitty was now frustrated and rolled her eyes*

Kitty: Take it from me, a rookie always tries very hard in their first match.

Alex: Is that so?

Kitty: I'm very confident in that belief. So confident, I'm going to propose a little wager for Jessie. She faces the rookie Hannah Rivers next week. If Jessie wins, she can pick the stipulation for the match. But when Hannah wins...I'll pick the stipulation...and I'll make sure to choose a painful match that Jessie won't forget, and will certainly satisfy you...that is...if you and I can agree to terms.

*Alex thought it over and nodded*

Alex: Alright. You got yourself a deal. We'll discuss monetary terms in a bit of a more private time but let me just warn you: If you fail to deliver, you'll be in trouble.

Kitty: Luckily for me, I always manage to escape trouble. Enjoy the rest of your night Alex. *Kitty blew a kiss towards him and walked off. Alex watched her leave, then whistled, and the women from before rejoined him back in the booth as the camera faded out*

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The O'Toole Brothers beat the rookie team of El Espectro and Little Man.

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*After the match, the O'Toole Brothers were celebrating their victory. Suddenly their music cut off, and Calhoun's played. He walked out onto the ramp, and coming with him was The Behemoth and Rat*

Edward Findleton: Uh oh! It looks like Calhoun made good on his promise! He brought Rat back...and I think that action also gave him some allies!

*Calhoun, Rat, and Behemoth all charged the ring, and started attacking the O'Toole Brothers. The 3-2 was too much and the O'Tooles were rendered useless as they repeatedly got stomped. Cheers arose from the crowd when Franco Mancini came running down with a lead pipe. He rolled into the ring and clobbered Rat in the stomach, then hit The Behemoth in the back. Franco swung at Calhoun, but Calhoun ducked. Calhoun then dropkicked Franco in the back of the knee, and Franco fell to the mat. Rat and Behemoth recovered at this point and started to attack Franco.*

Edward Findleton: It looks like the TransAtlantic Family has been destroyed before it even started!

*Rat and The Behemoth each picked up an O'Toole. Rat hit his Samoan Drop on Fergus, the Behemoth hitting his Powerbomb Shoulderbreaker on Sean. Calhoun walked in a circle around Franco, taking his time. Franco finally started to get to his feet, when Calhoun grabbed him from behind, and hit him with his Cobra Clutch Slam*

Edward Findleton: And with that, Franco Mancini is out cold!

*Rat and Behemoth started to leave the ring, seeing the work was done. Calhoun kept starting at Franco's unconscious body, as if in a trance. Then he snapped out it and screamed. Calhoun picked Mancini up again and hit him with a second Cobra Clutch Slam. He immediately picked him up once again, and hit him with a third Cobra Clutch Slam. Calhoun then got on top of Mancini and started punching him in the face, busting him open. Rat and Behemoth rolled back into the ring and grabbed Calhoun to stop him. Calhoun struggled, fire in his eyes as he wanted to inflict more pain on Franco*

Edward Findleton: Oh...my...God. I have never seen any wrestler in HAW this mad before...Franco Mancini might have just bitten off more than he could chew. I would normally say I can't wait to see how Franco responds next week...but after this beating I don't know if he'll even be here...Good night everybody!

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*The show opened up with Freezer Man on the stage, microphone ready*

Freezer Man: Good evening HAW fans! As always, I try to stay off screen...but I have to make an unfortunate announcement tonight, as it involves an incident that took place during our last show. As some of you know, during the Tag Team Championship match...Jet Black attacked Jessie Parran. With this new season of HAW, there is a strict rule in place that male wrestlers are not to harm any female talent. Because of Jet Black's actions...I have been forced to suspend him indefinitely until he completes a proper behavior counseling program.

*The crowd cheered at this news, Freezer Man looking a bit surprised as he assumed it would be bad news*

Freezer Man: I guess you guys like that. Well, I have even more good news! HAW has decided to sign some bring in some more wrestlers! From season one of HAW...please welcome back....Glenny Pax...and Jack Trailor!

*Glenny Pax and Jack Trailor came out onto the stage and waved as the crowd cheered*

Edward Findleton: Oh God! Pax and Trailor? Why would we sign someone so annoyingly smart as Glenny Pax? And why sign someone so annoyingly dumb as Jack Trailor?!

Freezer Man: Now that's not at all. Over the time HAW was off the air...I opened up the HAW Training Dojo! I've personally watched each student in the Dojo, and I've decided to bring our first four rookies up! Please give a warm welcome to....Little Man...El Espectro...Hannah Rivers...and Kherti Bhakta!

*Four wrestlers came out, two men and two women to a mild cheer from the crowd*

Freezer Man: Please introduce yourselves briefly, starting with Little Man! *Freezer Man put the microphone to Little Man's face, the shortest wrestler of the ground, but fairly muscular and with a large beard*

Little Man: They call me Little Man...but I pack a big punch, and I've got a big attitude! HAW...you better watch out!

*Freezer Man moved on, putting the mic up to El Espectro, a tall, well built luchador. He said nothing, with only heavy breaths coming into the microphone. Freezer Man nodded and moved to Hannah Rivers, a well dressed preppy girl.*

Hannah Rivers: Hiiii! I'm Hannah! It's soooo good to finally be up here in HAW! Because like, it's been so boring at the dojo and like, all the girls there are really pathetic. And honestly, the girls up here are pretty pathetic, but atleast I'm here now to make things better!

*Freezer Man frowned, not too happy about his dojo being put down, and quickly moved on to Kherti Bhakta, a young Indian girl dressed ready for a match*

Kherti: My name is Kherti Bhakta. Wrestling has been my dream and passion. Growing up my family wanted me to be a doctor...but I always excelled at the athletic part of life. But the greatest thing is that when I told them I was going to be a wrestler, they believed in me and supported me! Thank you Mom and Dad! I finally made it here, and I'm going to make you proud!

Freezer Man: There you have it! The new signees for HAW! You will be seeing each of these competitors wrestle in the coming weeks, so enjoy the show!

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*Crash MuscleGate was backstage in his locker room when Frederic St. Pierre came in, National Championship around his waist*

Crash: Heyyy! Looking good there with that gold! *Frederic smiled*

Frederic: This title...is back where it belongs...on me!

Crash: You deserve it! I'm really happy for you! Maybe one day you can give me a shot at it, eh?

Frederic: Non, non. Not yet Crash! You are not ready.

Crash: I'm...I'm ready! I'm always shape! I can go anytime!

Frederic: Your body is in great shape...but your mind......not so much. I believe you are having a mental block.

Crash: What? What do you mean? *Frederic sighed*

Frederic: You have lost some matches recently. It is concerning. This losing streak is not good. But I believe it to be all in your head. You just need to start winning! So I got you a match tonight. Crash MuscleGate vs Glenny Pax!

Crash: Glenny Pax? But he sucks! His grandmother can beat him!

Frederic: Exactly!

Crash: ...Ohhhhh...so if I beat Glenny....

Frederic: Then you start a win streak! Your mind gets sharp again! You believe in yourself!

Crash: Wow! Thanks Frederic! You're the best! I'm going to beat Glenny Pax! I...I....I need to warm up! Quick, let's do stretches!

*Crash immediately dropped to the ground and started doing stretches as Frederic smiled at the eagerness of Crash*

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Crash Musclegate easily defeated Glenny Pax, as per usual with any Glenny Pax match

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*Jessie Parran's music hit, and the crowd erupted into cheers as she made her way down to the ring with her new emo look*

Edward Findleton: What are these people cheering about? We saw a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions unfold last week! This was love! This was true love, and Jessie turned her back on Bigg Pimpin' Alex! How dare they cheer her?!

*Jessie entered the ring and took a microphone, as the crowd chanted "Jessie! Jessie" Finally the crowd died down, and she began to speak*

Jessie: There's been a lot of questions of surrounding me recently. Where was I? What happened? Why did I go into the corner of The Strange Crew? I'm going to be honest. It may not make sense, but it's all the truth. I...I WAS kidnapped by The Strange Crew. I was honestly afraid for my life. They blindfolded me, took me into a car, drove me someone far away. Crazy things happen in wrestling, but I never expected anything like this. But when we finally stopped and I was able to see....Drizzles and Hawaii didn't hurt me. They helped me. They asked me...."Why?" Why was I helping out Alex and Jet? Was I happy with my life? Was this really who I was? And as I thought about it...none of this was what I wanted. I wanted to be myself. To be independent. And that's how I view myself now. I'm my own person. Drizzles and Hawaii I consider to be friends, but I'm not going to be their manager. From now on, I will not let any man...OR...woman stand in my way. And that's why I am challenging Kitty Kayleen for the HAW Women's Championship at the next large event!

*The crowd cheered, but the cheering was cut off as Bigg Pimpin' Alex's music was cut off. He angrily came out to the ring and confronted Jessie.*

Alex: So this is what all of this was about? You wanted to a title shot and change your look? Babe, why didn't you say so? Look, it ain't too late. I can still forgive you! You cost me my tag team titles...and my tag team partner. And trust me, not only did you embellish that attack...but quite frankly, you were asking for it!

*The crowd booed loudly, as Jessie just rolled her eyes and shook her head*

Alex: Now look, look...I don't want to lose you babe. Quite honestly, I'm a fan of this new look. Something different, something unique. I'm sure we can raise your price and charge a bit more...you and I can make some good money! What do you say Jessie? Let's let the past be the past and be the successful partners we were before!

*Alex smiled and held his arms open for a hug. The crowd booed, urging Jessie to not accept his offer. Jessie slowly approached Alex...then brought a knee to his groin, sending Alex tumbling to the ground and the crowd to their feet*

Edward Findleton: No! Jessie what have you done?!

Jessie: Alex...you are out of my life for good! *Jessie dropped the mic, and walked to the back as her music played. Alex still on the ground in pain, looked angrily at Jessie as she walked away*

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Kitty Kayleen faced Kherti Bhakta in a non title match. Amazingly, Kherti Bhakta pulled off the upset victory

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*The Behemoth's music and pyro hit and he came out for the main event, ready to fight. Calhoun's music played next, and he came out with a microphone, talking as he made his way down the ramp*

James Calhoun: Hello everyone, and hello Behemoth! Sir, you are looking like you are ready for a fight, and I reckon you can give me quite a run for my money. But I must admit, you also look a bit lost!

*Calhoun finally made his way into the ring, staying a safe distance from The Behemoth*

James Calhoun: Now I promised these fine people a match against you tonight...but...seeing as how I defended my title last week in a hard fought match against Cesar Nelson, I contractually don't need to defend my title tonight. So Behemoth, this is going to be a non-title match.

*The crowd booed, and The Behemoth started to angrily approach Calhoun, who quickly put his hands up*

James Calhoun: Whoa whoa! Wait a moment big fella! Calm down! I can see you aren't pleased. I didn't come out here to make you mad. I'm being 100% honest. I came out here to make you happy. And I want to be happy too. And truthfully, if we fight, neither of us is going to be happy. See, if we fight...I may win....and you get nothing. You may win...you may get a claim on my title and I'll be in pain. There's so much uncertainty, so let's just work in absolutes!

*The Behemoth took a few steps back from Calhoun, willing to listen*

James Calhoun: Much better. Behemoth, I've been doing talking and writing, and the paper work is done. As a matter of fact, the way to finalize the deal I've been working on is for you to accept my handshake. What deal am I talking about? The deal is simple. I lay down, you pin me...and your best friend and manager is back...that's right, Rat is back! So you can take that...or we can fight. It's up to you. *Calhoun extended his hand. The Behemoth thought it over for a few seconds, but then shook Calhoun's hand*

James Calhoun: This is a great choice! Ring the bell!

*Referee Dennis Thompson reluctantly rang the bell. Calhoun laid down on the ground, and The Behemoth quickly covered him for the 1-2-3. Behemoth stood up, and exited the ring, not looking back at Calhoun as he made his way to the exit*

James Calhoun: That's a smart man right there! He made the right move, and everyone is better off for it! As usual, I do what's best for everyone! The wrestlers, the fans- *Calhoun was cut off as the O'Toole Brother's music played. The two came out and stood at the top of the ramp with mics. Calhoun looked them over and laughed*

James Calhoun: Excuse me...but I think you two came out for the wrong segment. I'm the HAW World Champion. Your little tag team division is usually in the middle of the show, not the end where I'm at. So run along now and let me close out the night.

Sean: Fergus, do I look like a stupid git to you? Because this guy up here thinks so.

Fergus: No, Sean. I think he doesn't realize we know exactly what we're doing.

Sean: You're right! Calhoun, we didn't make a mistake. We came out here to pull a power move.

James Calhoun: Really? And what is that?

*As Calhoun said those words, Franco Mancini slid out from under the ring and crept up behind Calhoun, as the crowd started cheering*

Edward Findleton: Calhoun! Turn around! Just look behind you!

*Seeing Franco was in position, Sean and Fergus smiled, then pointed behind Calhoun. Calhoun turned around right into the arms of Franco Mancini, who hit him with a Pickpocket, causing the arena to erupt in cheers. Sean and Fergus ran down as well. Calhoun slow stumbled to his feet, and received a double super kick from the O'Tooles. Dazed he turned around backwards, and got Whacked with a throat thrust by Franco Mancini, finally knocking Calhoun to the ground unconscious. Franco Mancini picked the HAW World Championship up off the ground and held it up for a cheer. He then threw it onto Calhoun's chest. The three stood over James Calhoun as the show came to a close.*

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*The show started off with James Calhoun's music playing, as he made his way out to the ring*

James Calhoun: Well I must say, it is great to be here in Salt Lake City. Y'all have a wonderful city and a great community, and it's amazing to see all of you here tonight, it really is!

*The crowd booed Calhoun, not buying any of it*

James Calhoun: As a matter of fact, when I found out that this large event would be taking place in Salt Lake City...I knew I had to do something special for the people here! I came up with a once in a lifetime idea, and I really had to pull some strings to get it! Now if there's one thing I know about the people of this country, it's that everyone likes a good underdog story. People just adore the go-getter with the never give up attitude. So I searched high and low through Salt Lake and finally I went to a local highscool. There was a young man there named Cesar Nelson, a short stop for his high school team, the Blue Cats! And his story just touched my heart. That young man seriously injured his leg last year, and just last week, his doctor medically cleared him to play baseball again! So while he may not have the stronger leg, he certainly has the biggest heart. So tonight it won't be The Behemoth vs James Calhoun...it will be local student athlete Cesar Nelson vs James Calhoun, for the HAW World Championship!

*The crowd booed this change, but Calhoun kept smiling*

James Calhoun: Now don't worry, I know you folks wanted to see me wrestle the biggest wrestler in the company, The Behemoth! That match will still be on...next week on HAW! I can't wait to see all of you again later, and to see Cesar Nelson in this ring tonight! Thank you all!

*Calhoun smiled and went behind the curtain*

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