<Moose is sitting in the back, slumped in an overstuffed chair, his leg up and a big ice pack on his knee. He drinks deeply from a bottle and barely notices the INC>

MHJ: Not what you expected is it? Figured I would be destroying things like my sister? Thought I would be ranting and raving. <shaking his head> nah. I saw this coming.

You happy Selena? Are you happy now? You're almost there. You added another piece to your corporate puzzle, didn't you? You now have World Champion Firewoman, make sure you protect her, keep feeding her the Justin Sanes of the world. Maybe Puck Dupp has earned a title shot next week. And you have DK Murphy, from those wonderful people in Drink and Destroy. He is your hand picked Intercontinental champion, young, eager to please.......a fine representative of the company. And now you have Chad Madison as your Onslaught champion, another shining example of all that is good and right in the world. I am sure his yes ma'am's just make your heart flutter don't they?

<about this time Clio and Edra walk into the room and stand on either side of Moose>

MHJ: Ladies, you earned your titles. But none of that matters because neither of you are willing to be Selena's lapdogs. She is going to stack the deck against you every chance she gets.

<Moose pauses for a minute then laughs>

MHJ: The thirty day rule <shakes his head> when was the last time THAT was enforced? Never mind that it had been less than TWO WEEKS since I defended it. Let's not let the facts get in the way of a nice conspiracy right? And Alexis, how much did Selena add to your check to attack me from BEHIND, AFTER the match? Oh, I know how you work, you hate me, so you were happy to do it. Ladies and gentlemen, your shining beacons of hypocricy the Darlings!

and now......now I get Danny Taylor. Oh I know how "the board" would love to see Danny win this whole fucking thing. They just love Danny Taylor. So what's it going to be Selena? Am I going to have to wrestle the match blindfolded? Maybe have my hands tied behind my back? Maybe all of Drink and Destroy can get put into the match, make it a nice three on one beat down, maybe that would suit "the board" just fine.

Selena, I once considered you a friend. I trusted you. But now? You are a joke. You are worse than GM the Rick ever was. Rick was an asshole, but he hated everyone, he never played favorites. You? Jesus it couldn't BE more blatant. And there your favorites are, Murphy, Fire, Chad dancing like marionettes, you pull the sting, they dance the night away

The fact is this. I WILL win this tournament. I don't care what I have to do to do it either. You can claim all you want that Fire can't give Folz his title shot because he is in the tournament, but if you were ANY kind of GM, you would guarantee him, the second its over, he gets first crack. But you won't do that. You will continue to hand pick Fire's opponents, or stick her in meaningless tag matches, all to protect your little puppet.

<Edra and Clio glare at the camera>

MHJ: We are through asking Selena. From now on, we take what we want. I want that world title, and I WILL get it, I fucking promise you that. And when I do, I want YOU to hand me the title and raise my arm. And if you get in our way, the Saints of Sinners will pick your puppets off one by one.

Little girl, you are in over your head. This is a fight you will not win, I promise you that. I am going to end you and the OOWF, and there is not a fucking thing you can do about it.

Trust me

~~~ We see Chad Madison's tour bus as it arrives at the OOWF Arena. He steps off, Signs a few autographs for the handful of fans that have gathered, and heads to the building. As he walks, a RNSFJ steps beside him and they talk & walk. ~~~

RNSFJ: First, congratulations Cowboy.

Chad: Thank ya Ma'am (tips his hat)

RNSFJ: How does it feel?

Chad: Fantastic. Oh and Lisa? Thanks. (winks at the camera)

RNSFJ: Have you heard the comments by...

Chad: Stop. Right there. Yes I heard them. I know what is being said out there. Look, anyone who pays attention knows Selena and I have never seen eye to eye. She won't be doing me any favors. As for the Board? I couldn't pick them out of a lineup if my life depended on it. Moose had to wrestle two matches. So did I. He had to go in unprepared. So did I. So anyone claiming I got preferential treatment from Selena or the Board is out of their mind. They put me in the match. But I had to go out and win it. This Championship wasn't handed to me. I beat Moose 1..2..3 for it. He wants a rematch? I'm not scared. Bring it on, Jackie. Anyone else want a shot at this? Anyone else want a rodeo with the Cowboy? Saddle up and hold on tight. Get ready to get bucked. Just remember what happens when you mess with the bull...

~~~ Chad flashes the horns sign and walks inside, leaving the RNSFJ at the door ~~~

(It's moving time again, and the Destroyitarium is being unpacked in Vianden, Luxembourg (Cheap pop). Spencer is bringing in boxes of bottles and is on her way to the loading dock to pick up more when she passes a tall dark haired woman...that happens to be Sunny. Sunny grabs Spencer and shoves her into a nearby closet. I think you can guess who's in the room. Edra grabs Spencer and Clio shoves a piece of cloth in her mouth and tops it with a strip of Duct Tape.)

Edra: Why Spencer! It's been such a long time.

Clio: Yes, what, seven months ago when you and your love Ashley invited us out for dinner, shopping, dancing.

Edra: And you snuck off, stuck us with a nearly five figure bill at Pandoras Boxx while that scum sister of yours Lexie tried to hurt our dad. Not a good move.

Clio: It just goes to show, the Darlings are scum. Every one. All the way down to the bone.

(Edra pushes Spencer back to Clio and takes her hand.)

Edra: Did you know there are 19 bones in each hand? And just damaging a single one can cause excruciating pain. Even this little finger...

(Edra twists and bends back the finger in an angle not meant to go.)

Edra: Of course the joints help prevent a lot of flexibility damage. Same with the eight bones in the wrist.

(Edra bends and twists the wrist back in an awkward angle and a tear trickles down Spencer's cheek.)

Edra: Hurts like hell, doesn't it. A lot like you and your partner Ashley played us. We didn't listen to Dad. We should have known. Now, you're gonna carry a message back to your big brother and sister...to that sister in law of yours. This is just a warning. The Saints of Sinners have tried to play the game nice. But it appears that GM Selena and the folks on the (Finger Quotes)”Board” don't like us. Fine with us. We can play nice, or we can burn this place to the ground. And there's not a thing your family, your Corporate Champions, your rich ass Daddy, anyone can do. Because we are Power and Glory. We are the Saints of Sinners, and We Will End You. Trust us.

Clio: But not right how. We need you to send that message.

(Clio grabs Spencer's hand and holds it against the wall. Edra takes the softball bat and aims carefully at the middle finger on the hand and sharply jabs the blunt end of the bat at the finger. We hear a muffled scream and tears seriously begin to flow down Spencer's face. Edra reaches down and takes off Spencer's left shoe.)

Edra: Oh, my, Spencer. You should be careful how you handle things. All this lifting and carrying can mash a finger easily. And you should be careful in the middle of the night. That big toe can hit that bed at a hard angle.

(With precision Edra sharply jabs the bat down and the big toe turns red immediately. A second jab begins blood flowing from the petite digit.)

Clio: You've gotta be careful, Spencer. That can give you a hard time walking.

(A series of taps on the door alert the twins that they need to finish)

Edra: I think you get the message, sweetie. Relay it. The Darlings, the Corporate Lapdogs, are going down. We Will End Them. And there's not a fucking thing the Darlings, Drink and Destroy, no one, can do about it. Trust us.

Clio: Oh, hold her for a minute, sis.

(Clio shoves Spencer into her sister's arms and gets right into Spencer's ear.)

Clio: Up until now, this has been business. But right now, I owe you. You teased me. You taunted me. The way you talked, you flirted, you danced. Then you left us...high and dry. Consider this....payback...

(Clio gently kisses Spencer's ear, then licks the side of her face, and licks the other as Spencer continues to cry from the pain and the humiliation.)

Clio: Sweet. Darling tears. But not as sweet as this.

(Clio backhands Spencer and she hits the wall and slumps to the floor.)

Edra: Awww, now you damaged her.

Clio: That's OK. She'll still relay the message, if she knows what's good for her. Let's go.

(The twins slowly open the door, where Sunny waits. Sunny gives the twins their aluminum baseball bats, keeping her own, and points the way that is clear, and the threesome, bats in hand, leave the door open and slip away as we....)

FADE

*Elsewhere and Unknown to other happenings (FOR NOW)*

Alexander Darling and Firewoman have made their way to a quaint little restaurant where they are enjoying a nice Valentine's Day meal.

Alexander: You sure had a tough match tonight. *laughing*

Firewoman: Hey, Justin might be...umm, strange, but he's a lot better than people give him credit for.

Alexander: Oh I know exactly what Justin's capable of. There's a reason I've always liked him. He's as loyal as people come and his unorthodox style can really mess with a person.

Firewoman: That's for sure. But it was damn nice to be able to have a match without worrying about being shanked during the match. Sometimes it's good to just go out there and be a wrestler. Do you remember those lessons Austin and Bryan used to give us about wrestling at it's purest.

Alexander: I sure do. I have to admit, I sometimes wonder where we'd be if I wasn't so adamant that I was above gimmicks that I couldn't let myself be trained by Delirious.

Firewoman: No regrets, right?

Alexander: Not about this or us, no. But I do wonder what we'd be like if we never got changed by everything that happened in Japan.

Firewoman: Honestly, I think we both needed that.

Alexander: Why?

Firewoman: Personally, I know you've been through some trials but without those to make you the man you are today, I'm not sure I wouldn't...well, be dead or in jail.

Alexander: Don't say that. You are so much stronger than you could ever imagine. I'm just glad I've been able to be by your side to watch it happen.

Firewoman: ...

Alexander: Sweet. Got you speechless...

Fire's just about to say something when a waiter walks over with a telephone.

Alexander: I was asked to not be disturbed.

Waiter: I am sorry Mr. Darling, but the person is saying it is of the upmost importance.

Alex takes the telephone...

Alexander: Hello. *shocked look*
Why are you calling... *frowning*
I see. *dark look*
Right.
How long? *no emotion*
And you're sure? *slight relief*
Okay, she's just walking in the door now.

Fire turns towards the door and sees Alexis walking in. She looks confused, disappointed.

Alexis: I...

Alexander: Don't. Not your fault. Lee, I'm sorry. I've gotta go.

Firewoman: But dessert and...

Alexander: *leans over and gives Fire a deep kiss*. I really am sorry. Lexie will keep you company for the rest of the night.

Firewoman: What the hell is going on?

Alex doesn't turn back as he walks out the door and Fire glares at Alexis.

You going to tell me.

Alexis: Yes.

Firewoman: ...

Alexis: ...

Firewoman: Well?

Alexis: Not yet. He needs a good half hour before you try and stop him or worse, help him.

Firewoman: I can get it out of you.

Alexis: Not this. Not yet. Please Lisa.

Firewoman: Fine...at least tell me who called.

Alexis: I'm pretty sure it was Kai. But I assume Victor and Omar were with him.

Fire looks a bit confused as we...

*Fade*

<Moose meets up with Clio and Edra after the photo shoot>

MHJ: Alex is going to be out for blood

Clio: So? We supposed to run away? We aren't running from anyone

MHJ: <smirking> Nope. Hang with me, strength in numbers. This should be fun

*OOWF Arena*

Alex arrives at the arena after running many red lights and luckily not getting pulled over. He pulls up to the loading docks and steps out of the car. He opens the trunk and moves some stuff around before finding his old signed Eric O'Mac sledgehammer. He brings it to his lips and is about to turn around when the sledgehammer is pulled out of his hands and a much larger hand grabs the bag of weapons in the trunk. Alex turns around to see Kai, Danny, and Poe standing there.

Alexander: What the hell?

Danny: *points at weapons and shakes his head no.*

Alexander: Fine. I'll use my bare hands and strangle them to death. NOW MOVE.

Poe: I know what family means to you. I know what you're planning will leave a mountain of bodies in your path. But it will also lead to a mountain of bodies going the other way.

Alexander: Not if I end it, once and for all.

Kai: Brah, The Kai has your back but you know there is no end to this. It just leads to another chapter. The Kai wants to go with you and bathe in their blood. Ashley and Spencer are Kai's friends but they're expecting it now. The Kai will be with you when the time comes but now is not the time.

Alexander: They hurt my sister. All I can see is red. I want it to be their red blood. I can taste it.

Poe: Come with us. We're going to go check on Spencer. And you can plan the appropriate response.

Danny: *points to his heart then his head and then his watch.*

Alexander: The anticipation of vengeance can be worse than the actual act. But the act feels so good.

Alex looks at the three guys standing in front of him. Then he looks at the doors to the arena. Then back at the guys. He growls but nods. He grabs the weapons from Poe and Danny and tosses them back in the trunk.

Alexander: Get in. I'll drive.

The three guys circle around the guy and start to get in. Alex looks around and sees the camera that has been gathering evidence.

Clio, Edra...I know you think you want to play this game. And I know Jack keeps whispering in your ears that you are ready. You aren't. Jack may be, but you two aren't. The time will come and I won't be stopped. I will find one of you. You will be alone. And then you and I, we'll have ourselves a nice little date. Revenge is an act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice. For you two, I haven't decided which is more applicable. What is applicable is you will feel both passion and justice when I am done with you. *Alex's eyes roll back in his head. Quote the Darling...Nevermore

*Fade*

OOC I'm just posting this here to see what happens.

We see Chris Evans settling into his hotel suite when he's surprised by a knock on the door. We see him opening the door and then glaring as Matt Folz stands out in the hall.

MF: You don't look happy to see me.

CE: Just disapointed, was hoping your girlfriend decided to stop by, trade up in class to a former world champion.

MF (Smiling): Nice. Try to take me out of my comfort zone, get me pissed off at you before our match. It's not working, but I appreciate the effort.

Folz steps inside.

CE: Who the fuck invited you in?

MF (Sarcastically): Awww, don't be like that. We used to be the bestest friends in the whole wide world, remember?

CE: What do you want Matt?

MF: I simply want to know how you're doing.

CE: How I'm doing?

MF: Yes, how are you doing? You feel alright? No lingering injuries? No personal problems that might take your mind away from our match?

CE: What the hell? Not that it's any of your business, and not that I'd tell you even if there was something wrong, but no, I'm fine. Thank you.

MF: Good, that's good news... Now you officially have no excuses when I kick your ass Wednesday.

Evans just laughs.

MF: Did I say something funny?

CE: I'm a former World Champion. I've trained with you, I've partnered with you, I've been opponents against you. I know all your moves. I'm 2 easy matches away from winning this tournament, becoming number one contender and getting MY belt back from that paper champion. I am the Future Legend, you're just a speed bump on my way to the Hall of Fame.

MF: Chris, I'm not going to stand here and tell you my record against you, I've cut that promo more than once already and I don't want to embarrass you again. And you're right, we've traveled together, trained together, been partners, opponents, best friends and bitter enemies at eachother's throats. You're going to go into the ring Wednesday knowing exactly what I'm going to try and do, and I'm going to go into the ring knowing exactly what you're going to try and do. But for all your ego, all your false bravado, all your arrogance, there's one thing that's true and has ALWAYS been true when it comes to us. You know what that is Chris?

CE: Please, enlighten me.

MF: I'm simply better than you. I was better than you before we were partners, I was better than you while we were partners, and I'm sure as hell going to be better than you Wednesday night. You're a hell of a wrestler Chris and I'm sure we're going to tear the house down, but I don't have any doubt in my mind when the bell rings that it'll be my hand raised. And,let's be honest, you shouldn't have any doubt about that either.

CE(Glaring): I think it's time for you to leave.

MF: No need to kick me out, was just leaving anyway. I promised my amazing girlfriend a romantic Valentine's Day dinner. You and your giant ego have a nice evening with eachother.

Folz leaves the suite, we see Evans glaring daggers through the door as we...... FADE

We fade into a nondescript hallway where Fire appears to be talking to someone.

Okay. So I guess it falls to me. The 'face' of the company, to comment on the latest goings on. Because that's what world champions do. They give us the belt .... I see you kayfabe...just stand aside. companies give the belts to people who can be the face of the company, but also those who can step up when things are going all wonky and tell it like it is.

So...it falls to me. Okay, then this is me...sending a message. Ready?

It's all my fault Power and Glory are even here, but lets do some correcting to Chloe's revisionist history. THEY sought ME out. THEY knew of my...predilection for church girls, found me sitting in a diner and made the first move. THEY misrepresented themselves and their intentions. I was never dishonest then. I went into that night as yet another conquest and one night stand. I made no promises, I had my fun, put two more notches in my belt and moved on. It was THEY...Edna and more importantly Chloe, that made assumptions about my intentions.

Think about it ladies...you know I'm right. I can find the tapes if you like.

Really it was just a one-off, then all of a sudden their dad starts calling me out on the Internet for no damn good reason, and starts bragging about his girls. So we made the agreement I would give them a shot. I didn't think they'd make it and I sure as hell didn't think they'd stick around, but they did.

Firewoman smiles.

I know. It's the $64,000 question. "Did Fire throw the match so they would get a contract." I could answer that. But it's more fun for you both to keep wondering. I'm never going to tell you the answer to that. I might have at one time, but...no. After this week? You two can go to your graves wondering. Sooner rather than later, I hope.

Anyway, that brings us to this week. Chloe, you are so predictable it's pathetic. Even after you were here and following me around like a love sick puppy I never promised you anything, or even paid you any attention. So your feeling slighted is all in your head. I don't know if it's why you've been copying me so much or not, but .... it's all you.

Now, I admit...I've been playing with you. Teasing you, taunting you. Making you dance like a puppet on a string. It amused me.

Fire's smile fades.

I'm not amused now.

See, one of the things about being a face is that there are these rules. They get discussed to death in IWC chatrooms (*cheap pop*) but one of those is that faces don't retaliate. Faces follow the rules. Faces don't go after non wrestlers.

You weren't around at the time, but I had quite the track record when people who weren't wrestlers interfered in my match. I threw a pregnant Jamie Lynn Spears into a wall.

There's a truncated gasp from off camera. It seems like the type of thing that would amuse Fire, but it doesn't. She's very serious, and very focused on whomever is off camera.

I've worked very hard to change. To not be that Firewoman. The one who acts first and asks questions...well, never. It's not been the most direct route, but I think I have done pretty well.

And then...this.....

I know Chloe and Edna can't understand this...well, maybe Edna can....but when you come from a place where family means the people who beat you....come home drunk and never buy you food or clothing, or take you to the doctor...or even just say they love you and they're sorry life is so rough.....when instead of the ones who protect you, "family" is who you needed to be protected from....to finally have that....Ashley and Spencer have been like sisters to me. They forgave me for what I had done, and even accepted me as .... well, you get the point.

They didn't get in the ring. I don't think they've ever even gone to a training ring to watch. They stay in the Destroyitarium and basically stay out of everyone's way.

Fire takes a deep breath.

Okay, done with the preamble. Now the message. I wanted to make sure you listened so that was why the duct tape.

The camera pulls back to reveal Sunny, wide eyed, her pink karate uniform a bit disheveled but looking none the worse for wear. We can't tell if her hands are tied or not, but it seems like she's being smart, realizing how high the threat level is.

Chloe...Edna...the only thing saving Sunny RIGHT now, is this new leaf I've got turned over. And I have no doubt that the second I let her go, you'll be all over me and somehow, despite my skills, I'll get no offense in whatsoever.

And that's fine. Even though she deserves to be superkicked for wearing a pink gi. Seriously. Because I'm a wrestler. I'm trained to do this, take and give punishment. So just bring it. Because I'm done playing with you, Chloe. As I've promised to Folz, Evans, Ghosthead, and others. Anytime, anywhere. I'm not a hard person to find.

She gets nose to nose with Sunny.

You tell them. Lay another finger on Ashley, Spencer...Lucky...or ANYONE I care about, especially those that AREN'T wrestlers... Look at them cross-eyed. Hell, if they even get a headache while you're in the vicinity.... make no mistake.... there will not be enough pharmaceuticals... enough therapy.... enough security.... or enough of your rookie bravado to keep me from completely and utterly destroying your world. To borrow from a friend, don't believe me? You haven't been paying attention.

Got it, Sunny?

Sunny nods.

Good girl. Okay....let her go.

The camera pulls back and we see that Ecosystem has been holding Sunny's hands behind her, but she is unhurt. He turns her around and as gently as possible pulls the tape off her face.

Eco: There you go. Now run along.

Sunny indeed does. Fast.

Eco: See? Work harder, not smarter. You kept your cool very well.

FW: I'm exhausted. And yet I still want to punch someone.

Eco: Well, you might get your chance. What are the odds you make it back to the suites without incident?

FW: *smiling* Slim to none. Wanna come? It could be fun.

Eco: Yeah? Sure...although *he looks at his iPod with new! OOWF-app*...they MAY be a little preoccupied right now.

FW: Oh? Well, either way sparkles with me.

They head off back down to where their respective suites are.

(OOC: I think this should fix the time issues. Maybe)

(Ghosthead has just left the Saints of Sinners and Sunny turns to the twins. )

Sunny: You two need to fix this with him. Now.

Clio: But he...

Sunny: THINK! You know he's right. For us!

Edra: But...

Sunny: You're the logical one. You know I'm right.

Edra: Sure, but...(turning to Moose)

Moose: Do it.

Sunny: Be right back.

(Sunny runs down the hall and catches Ghosthead.)

Sunny: They'd like to talk to you again. Good faith. Honestly.

Ghost: No deception?

Sunny: No deception.

Ghost: Very well.

(Ghosthead turns and moves back toward the Saints of Sinners suite. Sunny starts to follow but is grabbed from behind. Ghosthead enters the suite and Edra steps right up.)

Edra: Our....apologies. We have been...scattered since Mayhem. We desired revenge, and it was petty. But it is done. Our focus is once again on everything Darling.

Ghost: The path will be difficult because of your errors.

Clio: You desire her World Championship, yes?

Ghost: It shall be.

Edra: And you wish to end the Boy...the Sun.

Ghost: It shall be.

Clio: Then Power and Glory will stand by you.

Edra: We are not perfect, but we will do what we can to derail Selena and her “Board” from having all their Corporate Champions. I know you don't agree with us, but you are not at all what Selena would want in a World Champion. And if the Female Darling refuses to give her brother the title shot he earns and deserves, then we will do what it takes to make it happen for you.

(Moose looks a little angered by that comment.)

Ghost: Try not to get killed. That's all I ask.

Clio: Where's Sunny?

Ghost: She was following...

(At that moment Sunny comes running in following her run-in with Fire and Eco and runs into Clio's arms.)

Clio: What happened?

Sunny: Fire. Eco. They....

(Clio pushes Sunny aside and starts out the door, but Edra stops her.)

Clio: Not a good idea, sis.

Edra: Neither is yours. Think. They think we're crazy enough to attack now.

Clio: They touched my Sunny!

Edra: And we took out Spencer. Sunny's here. No retaliation. Yet. By the time Wednesday gets here, DEA won't know what to think. We can play mind games too. We'll just be a little more...discreet in selecting our targets. (Turning to Ghosthead) That work for you?

Ghost: You may succeed yet. Until Wednesday.

(Ghosthead turns down the hallway as we)

FADE

~~~ Chad is in the OOWF Spin Hansen Memorial Workout Facility, when he is approached by Mai Muyo. ~~~

Mai: Hi there! I'm really looking forward to our match this week!

Chad: Umm... yeah.... me too.

Mai: So would it be weird if we worked out together this week?

Chad: Umm... yes

Mai: Oh. Well, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to sit here and watch.

~~~ She smiles up and him batting her eyelashes. ~~~

Chad: That's weird. And creepy.

Mai: I'm just getting ready for our match. We haven't faced each other in quite a while.

Chad: Sure. Whatever.

Mai: Promise me one thing.

Chad:... No

Mai: Promise me you won't take it easy on me on Wednesday. I know I'm not a big star like you are, but I'm trying to become a serious competitor. I need to know how I 'Measure Up' so to speak.

~~~ Chad stares at her as she uses the Texpress catchphrase ~~~

Chad: No problem there. I take every opponent seriously. I plan on being Onslaught Champion for quite some time.

Mai: Oh Good! Well then, have a good workout and... I'll be watching.

~~~ She smiles up and him again. Chad looks away ~~~

Chad: Still creepy.

~~~ Chad walks to the ring muttering to himself ~~~

Chad: She is definitely a Muyo.

~~~ Fade ~~~