Edward Findleton: Welcome everyone to HAW! We're here in Austin, Texas and our main event tonight is Scarred Badger defending his National Championship against a former National Champion, Ruslan Panov!
THE Casey Gains: I'm excited to see a championship caliber wrestling match, but this joke of a match I'm told is going to be kicking off the show...The MuscleGang Open Challenge...
The MuscleGang theme played, and the crowd cheered as out came all four members of the MuscleGang.
Crash MuscleGate: The MuscleGang
Open Challenge is officially on tonight! Lovable Liam will be taking
on a mysterious competitor! It can be anyone from the back, it can be
from any company, it can even be a fan! No one knows who he will be
facing!
Oden Schreiner: Disgruntled Union Worker! I paid his Uber ride!
Liam looked shocked, while Crash sighed and shook his head.
Frederic St. Pierre: …Ok, we knew. But Liam didn't, this is a surprise for him, and tonight the MuscleGang will go...
Lovable Liam: 2-0!
Disgruntled Union Worker's theme played, coming out to a mild reception from the crowd.
Edward Findleton: Disgruntled Union Worker! HAW fans may remember him losing badly in the battle royal last season where Viking came out on top!
THE Casey Gains: Thanks for bringing up the memories, Edward.
Union Worker made his way to the ring, and the MuscleGang exited for the match to start. The bell rang, and Liam quickly went on the offensive. Liam hit a DDT on Union Worker, and he looked to be out of it. Liam held up two fingers and tried starting a “2-0” chant with the crowd. Union Worker was able to get some energy back, and went for a roll up on Liam, but Liam kicked out at the last moment!
Realizing the showboating nearly cost him, Liam looked to regain focus, and started another attack on Disgruntled Union Worker. This time, he didn't slow down, and hit Disgruntled Union Worker with a Tiger Bomb, and went for a quick cover. Liam easily picked up the three count, and the MuscleGang came into the ring to celebrate with him as the crowd cheered.
Edward Findleton: What a match! The MuscleGang has gone to 2-0 in the MuscleGang Open Challenge!
THE Casey Gains: Am I the only sane one here? They're facing nobodies! I mean it's not even an open an challenge!
Edward Findleton: None the less it will continue next week with Frederic St. Pierre to see if the MuscleGang can go 3-0!
The Biofuel Engineers were walking backstage, looking around cautiously, when they stopped suddenly, staring ahead. The camera panned over to a door with a frosted window, and text saying “Offices of Sgt. Drizzles and Chief Hawaii.” Sydney and Dalton looked at each other, then walked up slowly and knocked on the door.
Sydney: Drizzles! Hawaii! We know your games! We're not falling for this trap!
Hawaii's voice could be hear from inside the office:
Hawaii: If you don't wish to come in, then I guess we'll have to choose a different team to face.
Dalton was visibly frustrated, and opened the door. Inside was Drizzles in a cop uniform and Hawaii in a suit, sitting at a desk looking over paperwork.
Hawaii: Elkins? Mason? Right? Sit down, make yourself comfortable.
Dalton: Enough games! We're here to get our fair rematch!
Hawaii: Hostile behavior. Sgt. Drizzles, note that please.
Sydney: Stop! We don't come here to dress up, to play pranks, to mentally torture people. We're here to wrestle, and we just want the match that we deserve!
Hawaii: If you want this match, then we're doing this interview! We're in charge here, not you! Got it? Good! Camera man, out!
The Biofuel Engineers looked back at the camera, nervous to be left alone. Hawaii stood up, escorted the camera out, and shut the door right in front of the camera.
Back in the ring, HAW World Champion James Calhoun and the Men of Power came out to the ring, and Calhoun took a microphone.
Calhoun: Ladies and Gentlemen, last week, I was holding a eulogy for my dear friend Franco Mancini...before rudely being interrupted by a protester, and my challenger, Douglas Brunswick. I think Douglas and I got off on the wrong foot, and I want to take this opportunity to bring him out to the ring, talk to him man to man, let him tell his story. Let's go to know Douglas Brunswick! Come on out!
A couple seconds passed, and Douglas Brunswick's theme played. He walked down towards the ring, but stayed outside for a bit, eyeing up all four members of the Men of Power.
James Calhoun: We won't bite son, we promise! Come on! Rat, get him a microphone! Let's welcome him!
The Men of Power started to applaud, and Douglas finally came into the ring. Rat handed him a microphone and gave him a quick hug, then joined in the applause.
James Calhoun: Douglas Brunswick! The rookie wonder! Where are you from Douglas?
Douglas Brunswick: ...I grew up in Portland, Oregon. I've been traveling the world wrestling the last six years. I've wrestled across America, Canada, Japan, and Britain. I've won championships at every company I've worked for. And now, I'm about to win the HAW World Championship.
Calhoun: The spirit is strong in this one, haha! I like you! Now Douglas, I've researched you a bit. You've accomplished a lot! Fun Fight Machine, can you read off some of his accomplishments?
Fun Fight Machine: One time Sleeper Hold Organize Wrestling Heavyweight Champion.
Calhoun: You defeated a 60 year old man in his retirement match for that! In his basement!
Fun Fight Machine: Headlined AND sold out the Greenville Elementary Auditorium.
Calhoun: Ticket prices for that show were $5!
Fun Fight Machine: Interviewed on page 12 of the January 2018 issue of “Wrestling Stars of Today.”
Douglas Brunswick: I get it! I get it. You guys want to make fun of me. Play me down as am indie star and a fluke competitor. Calhoun, I'm not a fluke. I'm damn good in this ring. This right here, is my life, my passion. I'm not doing this for the money, the power, the fame like you. I'm doing this to prove to myself that I am the best.
James Calhoun: Douglas, I'm really hurt that's what you think. I honestly believe you are a great wrestler. That's why I want to make you an offer. I am officially offering you a spot in the Men of Power. What does the young lad think of that?
Douglas Brunswick: I don't even have to think twice about that offer. I decline. I just want to prove myself in two weeks at Shootout.
The Men of Power all surrounded Douglas Brunswick, and Calhoun leaned down and got in his face.
James Calhoun: You're nothing. You were a big fish in a small pond before. You were overlooked your first month. But now, you're a known quantity. I think...I think I'll let you prove yourself next week. Not against me, no. Against Fun Fight Machine. Let's see if you can handle him. I'll be curious to see how you react against real competition.
Calhoun threw the mic down, and the Men of Power left the ring, forcibly brushing their shoulders off Douglas Brunswick as they left,
Edward Findleton: Brunswick vs Fun Fight Machine next week! Now that should be a show stealer!
Backstage, The Musical Lifeguard Chairs and Sentinel and Phoenix were standing around, looking at the door of the offices of Hawaii and Drizzles.
Phoenix: Can they really do this? Conduct interviews?
Mr. Lifeguard: This is actually tame for these guys. Usually they're conducting acts of terrorism, but impersonating law enforcement is pretty low on the scale of crimes they've committed.
Sentinel: Phoenix, just listen to me, you have nothing to be afraid of. These guys just like to play mindgames with you.
There was suddenly a loud explosion behind the door, and smoke started to pour out from behind the frame. The sounds of The Strange Crew and Biofuel Engineers could be heard behind the door, while the other teams just stared.
Dalton: I'm on fire! I'm on fire! Get water!
Hawaii: Sydney no! That's not water, that's gasoline!
Dalton: Aghhh!
Hawaii: I'll get the extinguisher!
There was a loud “Clunk” followed by Sydney screaming in pain, then the sounds of spraying. The door opened up, and Sydney came out with a bruise on his head, and Dalton with burnt clothes. The two stared at the other teams, then walked off in a daze, saying nothing.
Hawaii: Next!
The Musical Lifeguard Chairs looked at Sentinel and Phoenix and shrugged.
LaZor: Wish us luck guys!
Lazor and Lifeguard walked into the offices, while Phoenix ran his head through his hair, looking very nervous for their future interview.
The Exotic Delights, Phueng Ahunai and Lela LaCruse, came out to the ring.
THE Casey Gains: Edward, how impressive was Phueng's debut last week? Complete domination of Mary Jane Elder!
Edward Findleton: It could be argued that was due to Lela's interference in the match.
THE Casey Gains: This business is all about results Edward, not details. The result was a win for Phueng, and if these two can help each other win a match, then they deserve the that praise! Let's see if Lela can repeat that success tonight against Hannah Rivers!
Hannah Rivers made her way out, and the match was underway. Hannah started the match out by walking over to referee Dennis Thompson and pointing to Phueng Ahunai outside the ring, asking her to be thrown out. Dennis Thompson was explaining the rules to her, when Lela attacked Hannah from behind. Lela grabbed Hannah Rivers and threw her shoulder first into the ring post, then gave her a reverse DDT to the mat. Lela jumped up to the top rope, and dove off with a Diving Corkscrew Moonsault. Lela hit all of it, and covered Hannah for a pinfall victory!
With Hannah on the ground, Phueng slid in next to Lela. They looked at Hannah, and started stomping on her. The attacks continued, until running down the ramp was Kherti Bhakta and Mary Jane Elder. Seeing them coming down, the Exotic Delights retreated out of the ring and into the crowd. Kherti grabbed a microphone and looked into the crowd at them.
Kherti: I've had it with you two already! You've threatened my friend, and now you're making a mockery of the women's division! I'm challenging you. Yes, I am challenging YOU to a match at Shootout. I'm putting my title on the line. And I'm going to show you what it means to be part of the HAW Women's Division! Phueng, Lela, I don't care. Just know that after Shootout, your 15 minutes of fame are up!
Kherti threw the microphone down, still yelling at the retreating Phueng and Lela.
Phoenix and Sentinel were still waiting outside the office doors, when they opened up. LaZor and Lifeguard walked out, holding a box of pizza.
LaZor: Good talking to you guys! I'll ask my wife if dinner is ok for tuesday, alright?
Mr. Lifeguard: And thanks for the pizza!
The Musical Lifeguard Chairs shut the door behind them, then patted Sentinel and Phoenix on the back!
Mr. Lifeguard: Don't worry, it's really not that bad!
LaZor: You guys got this, good luck! Just be yourselves!
LaZor and Lifeguard walked away, and Sentinel and Phoenix took a deep breath, and went into the office, sitting down across from Hawaii and Drizzles.
Hawaii: Sgt. Drizzles, note the arrival of Sentinel and Phoenix. Do you have identification?
Sentinel: ...Not on me, but back in my gym bag I do.
Hawaii: So how do we know those are even your real names? Hmm? What mother would name her child Sentinel?
Sentinel: I'll give my real name if you want that.
Hawaii: We just want the truth Mr. Sentinel! That's all we've ever wanted during this investigation!
Phoenix: Guys, listen! Listen! I'm just going to speak from the heart. Hawaii, I remember in kindergarten...watching you on TV, thinking how cool you were. Drizzles, I was in high school watching your HAW debut and talking about you to my friends! And now I'm teaming with Sentinel, a man who's been in this business for years, but has never had his fair shake, yet he's passed on so much knowledge to me already. I just want everyone here to know, it's a complete honor no matter what happens. I'm living my dream. I just hope you guys choose us to face you. It would mean everything, but I understand if you don't. I just respect every single person in this room, I really do.
Hawaii and Drizzles looked at each other for a moment. They both stood up and started clapping. Hawaii and Drizzles came around to the other side of the table and started giving hugs to Phoenix and Sentinel.
Hawaii: That's honestly really touching. It takes a lot to get to the heart of this old vet, but you just did it. Good job Phoenix. You're gonna do well in this business.
Phoenix: Thank you Hawaii, I appreciate it.
Hawaii; ...Anyway, let's just skip to the fighting, ok?
Hawaii grabbed a lamp, and smashed Phoenix over the head with it, causing the room to go dark. The sounds of fighting were heard as the camera man exited the room, and shut the office door of Sgt. Drizzles and Chief Hawaii.
Ruslan Panov's music hit, and he came out to the ring, holding the nightstick he had used the week before.
Edward Findleton: National Championship time! Ruslan Panov and Scarred Badger! Both of these men like fighting, both can take a beating. The question is, who can do better in the ring tonight?
Scarred Badger came out next, but at the ramp, he stopped. He reached into both of his pockets, pulling out a sock in one, then some rolls of quarters in the other. He poured the quarters into the sock, then made his way down to the ring.
THE Casey Gains: Referee Tom Hunter may have his hands full with this one Edward. I have a feeling we're not about to see a technical masterpiece.
Scarred Badger got into the ring, and referee Tom Hunter made both men put their weapons down. Each slowly dropped their weapon in their corner. Tom Hunter rang the bell, and the match was underway.
Scarred Badger and Ruslan Panov circled each other once, before ending back up at their respective corners. Scarred Badger looked at his sock of quarters, Panov looked at his nightstick. They each grabbed their weapon, ran towards each other, and started wailing on each other. The bell rang in a double disqualification.
Edward Findleton: They're just beating the hell out of each other!
The two kept swinging their weapons, neither taking anytime to take a breath. Crew members rushed the ring, and eventually separated both of the wrestlers. Scarred Badger rolled out of the ring and made his way to get his title, then held it up, smiling at Ruslan.
Edward Findleton: It looks like we're out of time! We're going to have to see what the fallout is for the future of the HAW National Championship next week after the double disqualification! Good night from Austin!