*HAW kicked off with Mitchell Row's theme playing, and he made his way down to the ring*

Edward Findleton: Welcome everyone to HAW! While our main event is a tag team title match between the Men of Power and the BioFuel Engineers, we're starting the show right with a bang! The navy man, Mitchell Row will be taking on El Ter- er, rather, he will be taking on LaZor!

*LaZor's music then played, and he made his entrance to ringside. When LaZor got in the ring, Row walked over to the timekeeper's area, grabbed some mic's, and went back into the ring, handing LaZor a mic. Row held his mic up, and the music stopped*

Mitchell Row: LaZor, tonight we're facing each other one on one. You and I have shared a lot of bad experiences, and we're both going through some troubles right now. I look forward to this fair fight, and you have my respect!

LaZor: Thank you Mitchell. But to warn you, I'm giving it my all tonight, as I look to re-establish my career!

Mitchell Row: I wouldn't want it any other way. But one thing...I....I did some...things. And I think you'll have a chance to re-establish yourself in a much bigger way, very soon.

*LaZor looked a bit confused, but Row didn't elaborate further.  Mitchell extended his hand for a handshake, which LaZor reciprocated. They dropped their mics, and began the match*

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LaZor faced Mitchell Row, but the former HAW World Champion proved too much for LaZor. While he put up a good fight, Mitchell Row won with a spear.

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*Jessie Parran was backstage in her locker room, when there was a knock on her door. Entering the room was Fun Fight Machine, hands behind his back*

Jessie: Hey! I was looking for you earlier, where were you? I needed to talk to you.

Fun Fight Machine: Oh. I was doing things. Important things.

Jessie: I'm glad you made some time for me then! I found out today that I need to defend my title against Kitty Kayleen next week, again! So I was wondering if we could watch some tape, do some scouting?

Fun Fight Machine: Actually, I brought you a present!

Jessie: Oh? *Fun Fight Machine put his arms in front, revealing a bouquet of flowers that he gave to Jessie, who looked shocked* Thank...you. I'm not sure why...but thank you, it's very thoughtful.

Fun Fight Machine: You said we should do scouting, but I ask you this...*Fun Fight Machine took a deep breath* What if we went out to dinner?

*Jessie looked at the flowers, then at the eager Fun Fight Machine*

Jessie: Um....I...I....I just can't. I'm sorry.  *Fun Fight Machine's tried to maintain his composure* Look, you're a great guy, you really are. And I'm just not the right person for you. You can find a lot better, honestly. But I still consider you a friend!

Fun Fight Machine: ...Thank You. *Fun Fight Machine turned and dejectedly walked away. Jessie sighed, put the flowers down, and slumped into a chair*

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*The three members of the Men of Power, Calhoun, Rat, and Behemoth were backstage, walking to the stage area to get ready for the tag team title match. Suddenly, Behemoth was dragged off his feet. Rat and Calhoun turned around to see a lasso somehow getting caught around Behemoth's leg, and now being dragged backwards down the hallway into a darkened room. Rat and Calhoun tried to chase after him, but he was dragged too fast and the door slammed shut once he was inside. Calhoun started pounding on the door.*

Calhoun: HEY! What's the meaning of this?! I demand you let us in! *Inside, there was sounds of chair shots and Behemoth grunting in Pain*

Rat: I got  this covered. *Rat went over to a cart and picked up two fireaxes. He handed one to Calhoun*

Calhoun: This is your final warning! We've got axes, and we're going to break this door down! You have until three! One.....Two! *The sounds of the beating inside the room stopped, and the door slowly opened still showing pitch blackness inside. Suddenly, the sound of a chainsaw revving up filled the air, and Drizzles stepped out of the doorway into the hall, wielding the weapon*

Rat: Jesus Christ!

Calhoun: What the hell are you doing?! Put that thing down!

*Drizzles revved it up and took a step towards Calhoun and Rat, he quickly scurried back to put some distance between them and the chainsaw. A red light turned on inside the locker room, revealing Hawaii now punching an unconscious Behemoth in the face*

Calhoun: I have a tag title defense next! I need my partner!

Drizzles: Today Calhoun, you'll be going it alone, as your partne is currently lying prone! The Behemoth, he can not be replaced, if you bring Rat down, then Behemoth will be defaced! Go enjoy your match James, it will be one on two. Because when you're finished, you still need to worry about the Strange Crew! *Drizzled revved the chainsaw up one last time, and Calhoun pushed Rat to go in the opposite direction of the stage, as he made his way out alone, leaving Behemoth behind*

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James Calhoun faced the BioFuel Engineers in a handicap match, and had he faced either of them one on one, he likely would have pulled off the victory. But the fresh tags and pin break ups ended the Men of Power's title reign, and the BioFuel Engineers became the new tag team champions.

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*The BioFuel Engineers were celebrating their victory, when their music switched to Mr. Lifeguard's theme. Lifeguard came out to the top of the ramp.*

Mr. Lifeguard: Congratulations guys! You did it, you became new tag team champions in a handicap match, job well done. But your first true test in HAW will be next week. It's been confirmed by Freezer Man, you will defend your tag team titles against....The Musical Lifeguard Chairs! Good luck! *Mr. Lifeguard smiled, with Dalton and Sydney angrily shouting at him from in the ring. He ignored them, and walked backstage to cheers from the crowd*

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*Edward Findleton was in the ring, holding a microphone and envelope. The interior of the ring was set up with a table, four chairs, four microphones, and a contract in the middle of the table*

Edward Findleton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the voting is closed, and I have in my hands the names of the final competitor in next week's fourway match. But first, let's introduce the other competitors. First, the winner of the Non-HAW Battle Royal....Viking!

*Viking came out to a mixed reaction from the crowd, with people not knowing what to make of him. He did no pandering, and looked to be in serious game mode. Viking took a seat the table.*

Edward Findleton: Up next, the winner of the HAW Battle Royal...Bigg Pimpin' Alex! *Even before his name was finished being announced, the crowd started booing. Alex came down to the ring, reveling in the negative reaction the crowd was giving him. Alex walked past Viking, purposefully bumping into him, before taking a seat next to him. Viking glared at Alex, who ignored him.*

Edward Findleton: And now...the HAW World Champion, Franco Mancini! *Franco made his way out to cheers from the crowd. Franco stepped into the ring, cautiously eyeing up his two opponents. He placed the title on the center of the table, then sat across from them*

Edward Findleton: And the wait is over, it is now time to find out who you, the fans, voted into this championship match! *Edward opened the envelope, and paused for dramatic effect* The fourth competitor in the match will be............Crash MuscleGate! *The crowd erupted in cheers, and Crash came out in his “Vote 4 Crash” shirt. He played up the crowd, and the crowd responded well to him. Crash got into the ring, and took a seat next to Franco Mancini, who had a small smile on his face*

Edward Findleton: This is obviously the popular choice here! We can now proceed with-

Crash: Thank you HAW Fans! You guys are the best! *The crowd cheered. Crash got out of his chair, climbed to the ropes, took his shirt off, and threw it into the crowd, then went back to his seat*

Edward Findleton: Alright, now that that's out of the way, this contract signing-

Crash: I'm going to be the new HAW World Champion! *Crash got out of his seat again and posed for the crowd, who kept cheering. The other wrestlers started to get annoyed.*

Edward Findleton: Crash, please have a seat. You can't be in the match until you sign the contract.

Crash: Sorry Ed! Sorry! *Crash picked up a pin and quickly signed the contract. He held it up to the camera, and pointed to his name* It's official! I'm in the match! *Chants of “Crash! Crash!” started to break out*

Edward Findleton: Everyone please be quiet...this needs to continue. *The crowd booed* Crash is the only participant right now! How does no one understand that the other three need to sign this?!

Bigg Pimpin' Alex: Findleton, let me tell you, you can't reason with people. Every person in this arena that bought a ticket is an idiot. And these idiots voted in THIS idiot! You can't expect them to show any respect.

Crash: Wait, are my ears deceiving me, or is the misogynist giving a lecture about respect?

Alex: More proof of lack of intelligence! I treat all my women with respect! Just as long as they treat me with respect!

Franco: Yeah, because a pimp is such a respectable profession, isn't it?

Alex: And what do you do, Franco Mancini? What's so respectable about you?

*Franco grabbed the HAW World Title and moved it in front of him*

Franco: I'm a wrestler, and a winner. One way or another, I come out on top.

Crash: Unless he's facing Frederic St. Pierre!

Franco: And the same can be said about you! The difference is, I lost an exhibition match. You lost a title match when the pressure was on, and the same exact thing is going to happen next week! *Franco grabbed the contract from Crash's side of the table, and signed his name*

Alex: I love how we're bringing up the past. Let me tell you about the past. I am the only wrestler in this ring who has been here for all three seasons of HAW. I've been world champion. I've been tag champion. And I've been dominant. Next week, I think the dominance continues, and I become HAW World Champion again! *Alex took the contract and signed it*

Edward Findleton: And that just leaves...Viking! ….Who might I add, has been surprisingly quiet.

*Viking picked up a mic, and slowly looked over all three men*

Viking: There is a part of me that wants to enjoy this. I want to smile so badly. It seems to be going too perfectly. In one week, the four of us compete in a match for the HAW World Championship. This is the most important match of my life, and the same should be said for you. Yet the three of you are here...insulting each other like children. I don't care for that. I care about the fight.  I suggest the three of you start caring a bit more, or you'll be in for a surprise. *Viking took the contract, signed his name, and exited the ring*

Edward Findleton: Wait...we were supposed to have a showdown for the cameras I thought? He can't just...leave..can he?

Alex: Once again, no respect! *Alex also got up and left*

Edward Findleton: Uhh...well I guess we can have you two-

Crash: When I win the title, I'm going to throw a big after party! And heads up, because it's BYOPS!

Edward: What?

Crash: Bring Your Own Protein Shake! *Crash got on the ropes and posed once more for the crowd, before heading back*

Edward: Uhh...I'm not sure what to do, everyone left and-

Franco: I've got this. *Franco stood up, and held up his title* Tune in next week to see me successfully defend the HAW World Championship against Viking, Bigg Pimpin' Alex, and Crash MuscleGate! *Franco's music hit, and he held the title as the show ended*

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*The show faded in to show an empty ring and cheering crowd. Seconds later, a guitar riff played through out the arena, and out came LaZor and Mr. Lifeguard to a huge cheer from the crowd*

Edward Findleton: Look at that! It's a site I never thought I'd see again, LaZor and Mr. Lifeguard are back together! I mean, some may argue we've seen this for a while, the only difference is one of them isn't wearing a mask...but still! This is historic!

*LaZor and Lifeguard got into the ring, took microphones, and pumped up the crowd a bit more before finally letting them settle down, giving them a chance to speak*

Mr. Lifeguard: Well it looks like The Musical Lifeguard Chairs are back!

LaZor: That's right! Now, this didn't happen under the circumstances I wish it did. Sure, it's great to come out as my real self, as LaZor...but last week...we were blindsided. And in the process, those BioFuel Engineers ripped off the mask of El Termitas. *LaZor shook his head and Mr. Lifeguard gave him a pat on the shoulder as the crowd booed* Now, the cat is out of the bag. But I want all of you at home to know, that this won't be the last time you see El Termitas. You see, I still have the mask. And I vow to scour the world until I find a wrestler capable of wearing this mask. I don't know if it will be a three months or ten years...but one day...you will see El Termitas II!

Mr. Lifeguard: That's right, El Termitas will return! BioFuel Engineers, you're going to learn about wrestling really quickly. You sneak attack someone, they rise up, and come back! It doesn't matter if it's El Termitas or Mr. Lifeguard or LaZor, we come back, and we come back stronger!

LaZor: And we're ready right now. So if you two have any courage, you would come down here and fight us!

*LaZor and Lifeguard got in fighting stances and looked at the entrance way. The BioFuel Engineers, Sydney Mason and Dalton Elkins, then appeared, though on the jumbotron instead of on the stage*

Sydney: Hey guys, whoa...calm down for a second. You two seem a bit on edge.

Dalton: You really shouldn't be upset we beat the hell out of you last week. LaZor, we did you a favor! You don't have to wear that stupid mask to the ring anymore! Although, your face isn't much better

Sydney: Yeah, we shouldn't have took his mask off, looking at him now...but guys, you need to understand...we HAD to do that. You said we had to prove ourselves before we get a tag team title shot...well, we proved ourselves. We just got done talk to Freezer Man, and next week...we're in a match for the tag team championship!

Dalton: Maybe you two got a bit complacent with your jobs, but the fact is, we've already proven more than you, and we're going to prove it next week when we beat The Men of Power. And you two can...watch from the sidelines. It's a good place for washed up guys like you.

Sydney: And WHEN we win the championship...maybe, just maybe, we'll be nice and let you take a shot at us. But it's all about the process. Respect the process! *Sydney and Dalton walked off screen and the jumbotron went black. Lifeguard and LaZor just shook their heads in anger, then exited the ring and returned up the ramp*

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In the contracted HAW wrestler battle royal, Bigg Pimpin' Alex emerged victorious, and he joins Viking as a challenger for Franco Mancini's title!

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*Bigg Pimpin' Alex was walking back behind the curtain after the match. He took a water from a stage hand and began to re-hydrate himself, when Kitty Kayleen came up to him*

Kitty: Alex...that was an impressive victory. *She ran a hand across his chest* You really dominated out there.

Alex: Did you ever doubt me? Because I didn't. I'm ready for more gold, I've got it around my neck, now I'll get it around my waist again!

Kitty: And I think I can help you with that...and then maybe you can return the favor, and help me?

Alex: Really? You're asking me to help you? Look, we made a business deal, and at this point, I don't need it anymore! Jessie is old news, I've got my eyes set on the future, and I can't have that idiot Fun Fight Machine causing me trouble! So listen Kitty, I don't need you anymore. Go try and find some other gullible guy to help you!

*Alex walked away, leaving Kitty fuming and staring daggers at him*

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*Meanwhile, Fun Fight Machine was walking backstage and saw Jessie's locker room. He approached it, but the door was open, and he heard talking inside. Fun Fight Machine stood outside the doorway and listened, as Crystal Cyclone and Jessie Parran were talking inside*

Crystal: You ready Jessie? Main event woman's tag match tonight, us against Kitty and Rachel!

Jessie: I'm ready, and I know with your energy you're always ready.

Crystal: Damn right I am! And....Fun Fight Machine?

Jessie: What about him?

Crystal: Is he coming down with us?

Jessie: That's what he said. He still wants to be there for me, so I appreciate that.

Crystal: Awww, that's really sweet of him! You two would go great together!

Jessie: Wait, what? Oh, I think you have the wrong idea.

Crystal: Come on! He's a cute guy!

Jessie: I really think we should focus on preparing for our match!

Crystal: Just admit it, he's really cute!

Jessie: Well....yes, yes he is! *Hearing this, Fun Fight Machine's face lit up in a smile*

Crystal: I knew it! You like him! *Jessie laughed and rolled her eyes*

Jessie: Look, the match. That's what we need to focus on! Follow me, I have some video I want to show you to scout some of their other matches. *Jessie and Crystal started to leave the room. Fun Fight Machine looked around outside for a hiding spot, and dove head first into a garbage can. A few seconds later Crystal and Jessie exited the room and walked away. Fun Fight Machine popped his garbage covered head out of the can, still smiling*

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*Gregory Greystone was standing in a studio, with a small group of adults sitting in chairs behind him*

Gregory Greystone: Good evening HAW! I've been put on a special assignment tonight as I conduct a focus group! I'm going to be showing a new advertisement, and these randomly selected individuals will give me their opinion on it! So join in and watch the ad!

*Gregory faded to black, and in faded the beginning shot of the commercial, a zoomed in shot of loose soil. A few moments later, a shovel stuck into the dirt. The camera then panned up the shovel, to reveal James Calhoun, standing in proudly with a setting sun behind him*

James Calhoun: Hello everybody. I'm James Calhoun, and I want to tell you about myself.. This land...this land is where I grew up. It's what I called home. I loved my home. But the time came where I had to become a man...and I had to leave my home. I.........I remember the tears in my mother's eyes. Proud, but sorrowful. My father gave me a firm handshake, and I made my way out on my own. Everyday I fought. Sometimes I won, and sometimes...I lost. We've all been there.

*Calhoun started walking, and made his way to a pond. He picked up a stone and skipped it across the water, then turned back to the camera*

James Calhoun: I want all of you to know....that I truly, truly believe that everytime I fight, I fight for you! And the only way for me to win again...is for all of you to vote me in to the HAW World Championship Match. There's a lot of options, and a lot of deserving choices. But would you really want to reward people so rich already, like the BioFuel Engineers? Or a bunch of freaks like The Strange Crew? Of course not. The world doesn't need incompetent idiots like the MuscleGang in that spot. And who would you rather vote for, a man who left the United States Navy, like Mitchell Row? Or a man who supports ALL the armed forces, like myself? *Calhoun turned back towards the farmland one last time* That used to be my home...but now...HAW is my home. Let's make this our home! Vote for me, and I promise you, this mafia reign of terror will be over shortly!

*Calhoun gave a thumbs up, and the commercial faded out, and back to Gregory*

Gregory: Ok, so I'm join by Edna, Gordon, Claudio, and Sharon! First off, how many of you have heard of James Calhoun before this video? *The four group members all looked at each other, then shrugged*

Edna: I have never come in contact with James Calhoun.

Gregory Greystone: Ok. So after seeing this ad, what do you think of him as a person?

Claudio: This is a respectable man. He shows true virtues, strong character, and I think he would be the best champion for HAW.

Sharon: He is very handsome, and he has a good way with words.

Gordon: If my house was on fire, and I needed a man to rescue my children, I'd get James Calhoun to rescue them. I trust him that much.

Gregory Greystone: Wow...that's high praise for such a short ad. Do you guys agree with his attacks on groups like the MuscleGang?

Sharon: Well of course! How pathetic is it that four men are going around giving out t-shirts and pins trying to get someone to vote for them?

Edna: Honestly, I wish he went a bit harder after the Trans-Atlantic Family, Franco Mancini is a fake champion!

Gregory Greystone: Wait...are any of you HAW fans? *The four all stayed silent* O....k...Umm, well what about-

Claudio: I didn't get to answer the question about the attacks!

Gregory Greystone: Sorry Claudio! You may say your piece!

Claudio: The part of the ad that resonated the most with me was his attack on Mitchell Row. Why should we support someone who used to be in the arm services? Does Mitchell Row even support the armed services now? I know that James Calhoun does.

Gregory Greystone: Well that's a fair point Claudio, but-

Claudio: And furthermore, Mitchell Row's World Championship reign was terrible compared to James Calhoun's World Championship reign!

Gordon: James Calhoun let an injured child face for him the title! It's inspirational and the feel good story this country needs!

Gregory Greystone: I think you guys have actually been following HAW quite closely and-

Edna: Not only has James Calhoun been World Champion, he's also been National Champion!

Sharon: James Calhoun is the first man to hold all eligible titles for HAW!

Claudio: I'm definitely voting for him over a loser like Mitchell Row!

Gordon: I want James Calhoun to hold World, National, and Tag titles!

Gregory Greystone: Uhh..I'm..not sure what's going on here...Edward, back to you, I think? *The Gregory Greystone focus group feed cut out. Mitchell Row was backstage, watching it all unfold on TV. He sighed*

Mitchell Row: Typical Calhoun...this isn't even worth my time. I'm getting my bags and going. *Row turned to leave and took a few steps, before stopping in his tracks. The camera panned to show a small envelope labeled “MITCHELL ROW” on Row's suitcase. Row picked it up, opened it, and read the letter inside. Row nodded, pocketed the letter and left with his bags*

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*Footage of Viking wrestling in previous NRWL matches and in other independent promotions was shown, as Viking started to narrate over it*

Viking: Over ten years ago, I began my career. My size. My potential. My passion. It was unmatched by all. The only thing standing in my way....was opportunity. I was never given that opportunity. A man as fierce as me was overlooked. I was forgotten. I made my back across the ocean. I assumed my time in North America was finished. I continued on, wrestling at fairs...in school gymnasiums...even in tavern's in the dead of the Scandanavian winter, with no working heat. But through the icy conditions I faced, the fire in my never quit burning. When I was given the call to come to HAW, I knew I had to make the most of it. This will be my last chance to be remembered. Like my ancestors, I will not fail. Everyone will always remember the name...of Viking.

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*The Trans-Atlantic Family made their way out to the ring, Franco Mancini with his World Championship on his shoulder. When they got to the ring, Franco took a mic*

Franco: So it looks like I know two of my opponents so far. I've got two large men, Viking and Bigg Pimpin' Alex. Bad news for them...I know how to deal with guys like them. You hit 'em hard, they're just a piece of cake. See, it's this fan vote that has me a bit on edge. Don't get me wrong, I trust you guys! I want you all to vote for who you want. But the fact is, I'm a guy who likes to be in control of a situation. And that fact that it could be anybody...well, I just don't like that.

Edward Findleton: Ladies and gentlemen, I just want to remind you I am eligible to, and a former HAW World Champion...

Franco: I'm going to do something I don't normally do...and I'm going to ask you guys for a bit of help. I want all of you to vote for- *Franco Mancini was cut off as The MuscleGang music hit, and the crowd erupted in cheers. All four MuscleGang members came out, each wearing the pink “Vote 4 Crash” shirts. They came to the ring and each took mics*

Crash: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match between the World Champion and the National Champion....Frederic St. Pierre! He beat you last week Franco! He's better than you! And just like Frederic, when the fans vote me in, I'm going to beat you, and become the HAW World Champion! So everyone watching, whatever you do, don't listen to Franco Mancini! I repeat, do not follow Franco Mancini's orders!

Franco: Listen dimwit, I was going to tell them to vote for you.

Crash: ...Wait, really?

Franco: Yeah, really. The fans want a good match, I get that. But I also want an easy match. It's fair a compromise. Yeah, I ain't facing the toughest member of the MuscleGang...and well, I ain't facing the weakest member either. *Franco and the O'Tooles glanced at Lovable Liam*

Frederic: Your problem, Franco, is you rank us...best, worst. Weakest, toughest. We are all strong, we are all united. The MuscleGang can not be defeated.

Fergus: Really? Because it looks like today your giant just completely choked! Oden Schreiner...loses in a battle royal. That's pathetic!

Oden: You will listen to me! If you do not shut up, I will use you as battle royal practice, pick you up, and toss you into the front row!

Franco: Calm down guys, no need for fighting tonight! I don't want that. I just came out here to support you crash.

Crash: Well Franco, I...I appreciate the support. Everyone, ignore what I said before, and listen to Franco! He knows what he's talking about!

Lovable Liam: ...He called me the weakest member.

Crash: Well, yes. But Liam, don't push that. He's endorsing us.

Lovable Liam: But I'm not the weakest!

Crash: I know, we said, none of us are weak, we went over this already Liam!

Lovable Liam: No. I'm not letting this go. I've been pushed too long. Everyone thinks of me as the runt of the litter, but I'm an experienced wrestler.

Crash: Please Liam, just don't attack them! Crossover appeal creates fans!

Lovable Liam: I'm not going to attack them...but you know what? If I'm the weakest....then I challenge the other weakest person. I challenge Sean O'Toole to a match at the next large event! Sean always loses, Sean always stays in the back! I want Sean! *Fergus and Franco turned to Sean. Sean put on his game face and approached Liam*

Sean: I've been called a lot of things...but the weak link? Boy, you're going to be in trouble. I accept. *Crash and Franco separated Liam and Sean. The MuscleGang cautiously exited the ring, and headed up the ramp, their mission for the day done*

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With Fun Fight Machine in their corner, Crystal Cyclone and Jessie Parran beat Kitty Kayleen and Rachel.

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*The show opened up with Freezer Man standing in the ring*

Freezer Man: Good evening ladies and gentlemen! Last week, I announced that the main event for the next large event will be a four way match for the HAW World Championship. One of those wrestlers will be Franco Mancini, and another, decided by you the fans! The polls have been open, so be sure to vote for your favorite! But that leaves two open spots! And those will both be decided in two six man battle royals!

*The crowd cheered*

Freezer Man: The first battle royal will be your main event tonight, and it will be the only time you ever get to see a match like this! All six competitors will be wrestlers not currently under contract with HAW!

Edward Findleton: What?! How can Freezer Man allow some outsiders into HAW?!

Freezer Man: The first two wrestlers are probably most recognizable from short stints in the NRWL a long time ago. Young rookies then, they are now veterans of the ring. One you may know as Viking....and the other is...THE Casey Gains!

Edward Findleton: THE Casey Gains? There was always rumors of him coming to HAW, but if he wins, we might be seeing more of him!

Freezer Man: The next wrestler is probably best known for his time in the Wrestling Spirit Council....We will see the HAW debut of..Disgruntled Union Worker!

Edward Findleton: How is that man still disgruntled after all these years?!

Freezer Man: The next two wrestlers, I announce with great honor. In a partnership with RFW, we will get to see wrestle right here in HAW..."Badlands" Bill Stanton, and Cole Arcane!

Edward Findleton: I love that Cole Arcane! I mean, Stanton is washed up, but Cole Arcane is the future! ...Wait, I wonder if Stanton is watching this? I love Bill Stanton! A true veteran of the ring!

Freezer Man: And finally...as I said, these are wrestlers not currently under contract to HAW. But he was in the past. We will see the return of Eagle Beak!

*The crowd cheered, happy for Eagle Beak to come home*

Freezer Man: The winner of this match will be employed for atleast the month, and longer if he manages to win the HAW World Championship! Next week we will have the contracted HAW battle royal, and I chose six wrestlers who I think all make for interesting choices. Whether they're underdogs or proven winners, they each have a story! So next week's main event will be Ruslan Panov vs The Behemoth vs Bigg Pimpin' Alex vs Mitchell Row vs Oden Schreiner vs....what fans have dubbed "The Shopping Cart Jobber" but who wishes to be introduced as Franny Womancini!

Edward Findleton: Oh my god! A debuting wrestler has a chance to be a contender for the HAW World Championship! What an opportunity!

Freezer Man: Two of those twelve men will make it into the four way match. And remember, it is up to you the fans to choose the final competitor! With that said, enjoy the rest of the show!

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*James Calhoun was backstage when he went into a dressing room. Inside was Mitchell Row*

James Calhoun: Mr. Row...so great to see you. *Calhoun extended his hand for a shake, which Mitchell ignored* I came by to wish you luck in your match next week.

Mitchell: Wish me luck? Don't you have your little pet Behemoth in that match?

James Calhoun: Now now, the Behemoth is a very independent man who I respect and admire! And true, as a good friend of his, I want to see him succeed! But I was honestly thinking about you, Mitchell. I think you're a great wrestler...hell, you may be the best wrestler in this company! But I don't think you've been given a fair shake!

Mitchell: Is that so?

James Calhoun: Mitchell, you haven't been on a large event since the first one...when you defended your title which....I won.

Mitchell: Ah, that's it. You just came here to brag to me. Make yourself feel better as you pine for the old days when you had a world championship.

James Calhoun: I am sorry, but you are very mistaken. I take great pride in this tag team championship. In fact, that's part of the reason I want to talk to you. You see, I won this championship from those two annoying pests, The Strange Crew. And thankfully, they got injured in that match! They're out! I can sleep better at night knowing that children can have proper role models like you and I, and not outcasts like them! But now, here's the problem....my partner is the Behemoth. And he's in this battle royal next week. If he wins, he would be focused on the world championship, as he should be! But that leaves me out to dry!

Mitchell: So you want me to eliminate him?

James Calhoun: Good heavens no! I mean, if you need to, you do it! I'm proposing something different. You see, Me...Behemoth...Rat...we've been getting along well. We've become feared in HAW, we are...The Men of Power. And we're looking to grow our power. I think you would be a great addition to us. Behemoth and I can focus on the tag division, you can get the world championship back, just like you wanted! You can even be best friends with Rat again!

Mitchell: That sounds like a great offer, Calhoun. Just one problem, and that's rats. And I said that as a plural. All three of you are nothing but spineless cowards, who would stab their so call friend in the back the first chance they get. I felt it from Rat before. I see you doing it to the Behemoth now. And I know if I accepted this, it would happen to me.

James Calhoun: Now Mr. Row, please-

Mitchell: Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to win eliminate the Behemoth, win that battle royal, and become the new HAW World Champion. And I'll do it using my abilities as a wrestler, not as a scheming politician. Now get the hell out of here.

*Calhoun nodded*

Calhoun: It pains me to hear you say that, but if that's your decision, I respect it. Good day to you Mr. Row. *Calhoun extended his hand for a shake again, which Mitchell Row still ignored. Left hanging, Calhoun exited the locker room*

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*The MuscleGang was walking backstage, all four members wearing bright pink shirts with the words "Vote 4 Crash" printed on them. They were handing out pins of Crash's head to random employees as they walked by*

Liam: You get a pin! Wear it with pride! Ooh, Mr. Photographer, you get a pin as well! *Liam walked over to a photographer and handed him a Crash Pin*

Franco: Excuse me! *The MuscleGang all looked, and saw the Trans-Atlantic Family standing in front of a photo background* You're interrupting our photo shoot. Please leave before you toss a safe onto one of these cameras!

Liam: A photo shoot? Who did your make up? You can see the bags under Sean's eyes! Do you want me to help you with that? *Liam started to approach Sean O'Toole, but Fergus pushed him away*

Fergus: We don't need your help, we just you want you out of here. *The other three MuscleGang members stood next to Liam, and the four vs three showdown happened again*

Crash: Well maybe we don't want to get out of here. Maybe we want to give you shirts to wear in your photoshoot. Maybe, you should vote for Crash MuscleGate!

Franco: Maybe I will Crash...actually..that's a great idea. I actually appreciate you coming over here now!

Crash: Oh, that was a lot less tense than I thought it would be. I'm glad we're on the same page!

Franco: We are, we are! See..if we all vote for you...if you win....that means I just need to worry about the other two guys in the match! I mean, you couldn't even win the National Championship, you certainly can't win the World! *Sean and Fergus laughed*

Frederic: You laugh...but what makes you think you are better than moi?

Franco: I'm a four time World champion. That makes me better.

Frederic: A three time loser. I, have never lost.

Franco: ...If you put your title up tonight, maybe that will change.

Frederic: Why not both of us put our titles up? Winner takes all?

*Franco thought about it for a few moments, then shook his head*

Franco: No. I ain't doing it while you outnumber us. But I'll tell you what I will do. I want to hand you a loss. Non-title, you and me, one on one. May the best man win.

Frederic: I will see you in the ring tonight. *The stare down between the groups continued, before the MuscleGang started to walk away. Liam called back to them*

Liam: And remember to fix your hair Sean! *Fergus began to take a few steps towards Lovable Liam when Oden swiftly turned around, and Sean ran face first into Oden's chest*

Oden: You! Go back! NOW! *Sean slowly backed away, retreating to the rest of the Trans-Atlantic Family. Oden then followed the rest of the MuscleGang away*

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*Fun Fight Machine was in a hospital bed in a neck brace, eating a small meal. There was a knock on the door*

Fun Fight Machine: Come in. *The door opened, and Jessie Parran entered. Fun Fight Machine smiled*

Fun Fight Machine: Jessie! I...I am sorry! I did not think you would visit me! I...I do not look good. I have better clothes, and I-

Jessie: It's ok! Don't worry! I just saw what Alex did to you and...I had to visit. Are you ok?

Fun Fight Machine: Yes! It is all just for safety. I should be back next week!

Jessie: Well that's great! I'd much rather spend time with you elsewhere than here.

Fun Fight Machine: Like...at a restaurant?

Jessie: I meant at HAW....but a restaurant is better than a hospital, so that's true too! *Jessie laughed, and Fun Fight Machine nervously laughed back* Look...I can't stay long. I got off the show tonight but they have me scheduled for an autograph signing in the morning, and I need to catch a flight...but I just wanted to see you to make sure you're ok, and to thank you for everything you've done for me.

Fun Fight Machine: You are welcome. I would do it all again!

Jessie: That's really sweet to hear. I'm sorry I can't stay longer. But I got you a little gift. *Jessie gave a small wrapped present to Fun Fight Machine. He opened it up, and took out a small robot plushie and a piranha plant plushie* It's a bit of a reach...but a cute robot can be a fun fight machine...and piranha...Parran...I don't know, I tried!

Fun Fight Machine: I love this! Thank you!

Jessie: It's no big deal.

Fun Fight Machine: It is, I will cherish this. But I do not want you to wait. Go, do not miss your flight!

Jessie: Ok...I'll see you soon! Feel better! *Jessie left the room, and Fun Fight Machine closed his eyes to rest, holding his two plushies*

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In what some may call and upset, and some call the expected result, Frederic St. Pierre defeated Franco Mancini. Neither title was on the line.

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*Mr. Lifeguard's music hit, and out came Mr. Lifeguard and El Termitas to a huge roar from the crowd. The two got to the ring, and each took microphones*

El Termitas: What's up HAW?! *The crowd cheered*

Mr. Lifeguard: That's sound you guys made...that's music to my ears. It's awesome to be wrestling here in this company again, it's awesome to be in front of all of you. It's truly an honor!

El Termitas: But Lifeguard and I...we want to to come to this season of HAW and make our mark! We want to become the new...HAW Tag Team Champions! *The crowd roared with approval*

Mr. Lifeguard: So James Calhoun...Behemoth.....come out here! We challenge you to a match! *Lifeguard and Termitas waited, looking at the entrance. Suddenly, rap music started to play, and two men came out*

*The men entered the ring, grabbed microphones of their own, and paced in a circle around Lifeguard and Termitas*

Lifeguard: Look who it is! Everyone, give a round of applause for uhh....these guys! ...Who are you again?

*The man in the white shirt stepped up to Lifeguard*

Man: My name is Sydney Mason. Over there, my friend Dalton Elkins.

Lifeguard: Sydney and Dalton everyone! What a couple of great guys! What brings you to HAW?

Dalton: Same thing that brought you two. We want tag team gold. And what we want, we get.

El Termitas: Gentlemen, I admire your ambition! It is great to have another tag team in HAW! Tag team wrestling is a great art form, and the more teams the better!

Sydney: Let me make one thing clear. We don't care about an art form. We care about success. That's what we do. We're Biofuel Engineers.

Lifeguard: Wow, the Biofuel Engineers! What does that name represent? Your biology...fuels you to win...and you engineer your victories?

Sydney: No. Dalton and I are actually Biofuel Engineers. Most of the guys at the office, they're about the size of El Termitas over here. Little nerds who adjust their glasses , just happy to get by. They're pathetic people, just like you two, and just like the fans in this arena. *The crowd booed at the obvious insult.*

Mr. Lifeguard: Hold on a minute....Now I'm not happy with you insulting anyone here....but why on earth would you think it's a good idea to name yourself after your profession?! You must be crazy!

*The Biofuel Engineers stopped and just stared at Mr. Lifeguard. Even El Termitas slowly turned his head towards Lifeguard, confused*

Dalton: Mr. Lifeguard, we take pride in what we are. We are in the top of our field. And us two, we had the money. The money to train to become wrestlers. So we separate ourselves physically from the people at the office, and mentally from the losers at HAW. And it won't be long until we prove we're the best.

El Termitas: I wish you good luck in your goals gentlemen! But remember, you need to earn your place in HAW. I don't think you'll be handed a title match just yet! *Sydney and Dalton turned to each other, then shrugged in nodded*

Sydney: You bring up a good point El Termitas. We're going to make sure we prove ourselves first before taking part in any title matches. Have a good day. *Sydney and Dalton turned their backs and began to make their way out of the ring, then pulled out brass knuckles.*

Mr. Lifeguard: Thank you fellas! Everyone give it up for the Biofuel Eng-OOF!

*Lifeguard and Termitas were met with punches from the armed Biofuel Engineers. The two them began to stop on Lifeguard, leaving him lying motionless eventually. Sydney went over to El Termitas to pick him up, but Termitas started punching him back. Dalton quickly grabbed his arms though, holding him back and allowing Sydney to punch the stomach of El Termitas. The two rolled Termitas out of the ring, and brought him to the announcer's table*

Edward Findleton: Wait a minute...what are you two doing? My notes are on this!

*Dalton got onto the announcer's table with Termitas, then picked him up into the air. Sydney Mason yelled some encouragement, and Dalton Elkins gave El Termitas a suplex powerslam through the announcer's table. *

Edward Findleton: No! I just got everything organized!

*Dalton got up, in a bit of pain, while Sydney went over to the unconscious El Termitas.*

Sydney: Come here camera man! Get a close up! *The camerman approached Sydney and El Termitas, and Sydney Mason ripped the mask off of El Termitas8

Edward Findletom: Oh my god! He demasked El Termitas! And...wait....wait........that's LaZor! El Termitas was LaZor!

*Sydney Mason held up the mask, the crowd very unhappy at the beat down of their heroes. Sydney threw the mask onto the chest of LaZor, and the BioFuel Engineers departed*

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In the main event battle royal, Viking won by last eliminating THE Casey Gains. Viking will face Franco Mancini and two other wrestlers for the HAW World Championship.

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Pre Show Dark Match, No Commentary:

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*Franco Mancini was in the ring celebrating his title defense, when his music stopped. A few moments later, Freezer Man came out to the stage with a microphone in hand*

Freezer Man: Thank you, for everyone who came out tonight and who watched around the world. We hope we put on a great show! To show support to you fans....you will have a say in next month's HAW World Championship match! One wrestler of your choice will be voted into...a four way World Title match! You can head online to the HAW website and start casting your votes! Good night everybody.

*Freezer Man walked backstage, leaving Franco Mancini in the ring, not too pleased with the new announcement. Franco held his title up one more time, and the show faded to black*

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