DT: Looks like it’s Adam Benjamin and Foxx for the EPW Television Title! You’ll be seeing it before the night is over! Will Foxx be able to make it two in a row?

DM: I’m pulling for Benjamin, but you’ve gotta admit Foxx is turning some heads.

DT: And, coming up in just a couple moments here at Black Dawn….

[The arena lights go down, and then are replaced with a flurry of red and white lights covering the crowd.]


DT: This isn't what I was going to announce!

DM: Way to use the crystal ball, Thomas.

[Nickelback's "Figure You Out" begins to blast over the PA...

SFX: "I like your pants around your feet..."

And as the guitar comes in, a perfectly timed blast of red pyro goes off around the stage, and out walks Beast, the lovely Jessica by his side.]

DT: The crowd expressing their support for the former World Heavyweight Champion here!

MN: Of course! It's Loafy!

DM: Wait a second, guys... it's not ALL support!

[Just as Dean states, the cheers for the entrance turn into boos as Beast and Jessica stand on the stage, looking a little confused, but he shakes it off and begins heading to the ring.]

DT: A few weeks ago on Aggression, Beast was the victim of a prank by EPW Owner Dan Ryan, who forced Beast to wrestle a midget impersonating Beast! Beast finally had enough of Ryan's ridicule and snapped! He hurt that little Beast-let something awful!

MN: Mini-RAHR got what he deserved. I mean, if I dressed up like Beast and threw steaks at him, I'd likely get my ass kicked too!

[Beast hits the ring and requests a microphone. He is handed one, and he turns to the crowd, who continue to boo. Beast stands with his hands on his hips, trying to hide the look of disbelief on his face as he looks out at the crowd. He slowly raises the mic...]

Beast: If you remember what happened a few weeks back at Aggression...

[The crowd starts booing again.]

Beast: Now, hang on a minute. Back at Aggression, right here in this very ring... you all saw a side of Beast that comes out only once in a blue moon. I'm kind of an intense guy, but that...

[Beast pauses and looks down at the canvas a moment, before looking back up at the crowd.]

Beast: ... that was extreme.

But I've bet you've all been there, havent you? You've all been in that situation at one time or another. A boss just pushing you, never getting off your back. Finding a way to get at you, pushing all the right buttons and pissing you off until you can't take it any longer.

Each and every one of us has been there sometime. A child. A husband or a wife. A parent. A teacher. They just seem to keep at it.

But the thing is, everyone has a breaking point. That last push, that last shove, that last kick in the pants. And when that breaking point is reached...

Something's gotta snap.

[Beast looks down again and pauses.]

Beast: And that's exactly what happened.

[He looks back up to the crowd.]

Beast: I *snapped*.

I...

just...

SNAPPED.

I didn't see a midget there. I didn't see a midget trying to cut my legs out, or throwing steaks at me. In my eyes, I wasn't beating the living hell out of that little guy.

I was destroying Dan Ryan.

That wasn't a little Beast-let that I put through the table.

That was Dan Ryan's carcass.

I was blind to everything else. I didn't have a clue what I was doing. I was just so focused on Dan Ryan.

[Beast pauses once again.]

Beast: So, if you understand, I'd like to apologize to Beast-let. Sorry, little man. It was nothing personal.

But more importantly, I'd like to apologize...

[Beast points out to the crowd, and slowly turns around, sweeping out over the entire crowd.]

Beast: ... to each and every one of you.

[A thunderous pop fills the arena!!]

DT: It looks like Beast and the fans are back on the same page, folks!

MN: I think I'm gonna hurl.

Beast: I have to admit that I've let my quest for the EPW World Heavyweight Championship get in the way of my judgement, but now, I'm going to get my shot at that belt - the right way.

[Beast turns to leave the ring, but as he starts to step through the ropes, "Zero" by the Smashing Pumpkins plays over the PA, and EPW Owner Dan Ryan steps out onto the stage.]

MN: Holy crap!

DM: The boss is in the hizz-ouse!!

DT: Dan Ryan now coming down to the ring, and he doesn’t look very happy! Ryan with an annoyed look on his face as he climbs in and he’s demanding a microphone….

[Ryan makes a gesture to cut the music and raises the mic.]

Ryan: You know, Marcus. This is getting old really fast.

Beast: Yeah….it is, Dan. But you can’t change me, Dan. I am who I am.

[Cheers. Ryan rolls his eyes.]

Ryan: Give me a break, Marcus. I saw what you did to Beast-let two weeks ago. That apology doesn’t change it. I saw what you did for months in A1E. Would you like to forget the Revolution, Marcus? You’ve been able to hide your mean streak around here for a while now, but that time is over.

Beast: [Starting to lead Jessica toward the ropes] I’m through playing games, Ryan. I earned my title shot.

Ryan: Leave the ring and you’ll never come within twenty feet of the World Championship again.

[Boos. Beast stops in his tracks and turns back to Ryan.]

Ryan: As a matter of fact, it’s about time we cut to the chase. You’re right. Enough with the games. It’s about time we see exactly what your level of commitment is.

[Beast narrows his eyes and glares a hold in the EPW Owner.]

Ryan: [turning to look at crew members outside the ring] Gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to fetch me a table.]

[Loud murmuring in the crowd as a table is pulled from under the ring and slid in under the bottom rope. Ryan puts the microphone down and sets the table up near the far ropes, as Beast and Jessica look on intently.]

Ryan: Now then. You want the games to end. Well, now they end. Tonight is the night you find out if you get your shot at the gold again.

[Beast just looks directly at Ryan, no emotion.]

Ryan: Later tonight I’ll come out to this ring and make the announcement….

[Mixed cheers and boos. Ryan looks into the crowd, then smiles and turns back to Beast and Jessica.]

Ryan: But first…..I want you to put….[Ryan points at Jessica] HER….through the table.

DT: WHAT?? Is he joking???

DM: OH MY GOD.

MN: YES!! THIS IS GREAT!!

[The camera catches Beast’s face as his expression turns from shock to pure a total anguish. He looks at Jessica and says “no way…there’s no way.” Jessica turns away and puts her hands on her hips as she paces the ring. Beast snatches the mic up.]

Beast: Forget it…..

[LOUD cheers. Beast waves Ryan off.]

Beast: There’s no way. Forget it. I’m outta here.

[HUGE pop as Beast starts to walk for the ropes…..when Jessica puts a hand out and stops him. Beast looks at her, confused. She takes the microphone.]

Jessica: Do it.

MN: WHOA….

[The crowd gasps in shock. Dan Ryan’s eyebrows go up and a small grin comes at the corner of his mouth. Beast, for his part looks at Jessica, unbelieving.]

Jessica: Marcus….just do it.

[Beast turns away and starts to pace, angrily talking to himself. The crowd stirs loudly, wondering what he’ll do. Beast feels a hand on his shoulder, Jessica’s. He turns around, and she leans up and kisses him…then leans over. Beast flashes an angry stare at Ryan, then in a flash pulls Jessica up and send her through the table – leaving her lying unconscious among broken shards of wood.]

[The crowd GASPS…all at the same time.]

DT: I can’t believe it!! I can’t believe Beast just put his own girlfriend through a table!! What’s wrong with him?? Nothing’s worth that!!!

MN: She TOLD him to do it!!

[Ryan smiles and looks at Beast, who falls to his knees over Jessica and stares daggers through the owner. Ryan climbs out and makes his way up the ramp, tossing a glance over his shoulder with a smirk at Beast – who stays by Jessica’s side as EMTs arrive.]

DT: What an amazing turn of events!! Ladies and gentlemen, we’d like to point out a distinguished guest in the audience tonight. Someone that anyone who has followed the A1 circuit over the years would recognize….IRISH RED!!

[The camera cuts to Irish Red sitting front row on the far side of the ring. He raises a hand and winks at the camera as the crowd gives him a nice pop.]

DT: Coming up next it’s World Tag Team Title time as our champions Blitz take on The Entourage. After the attack earlier I’m sure Troy Windham’s boys will have payback on their minds.

DM: Absolutely. These guys aren’t pushovers.

DT: Let’s go up to the ring with Tony Fatora!!


EPW World Tag-Team Championship
Blitz (c) vs. The Entourage


[“Take Me Out” by Franz Ferdinand blares as August De La Rossi and Zoltan appear on stage.]

TF: This match is for one fall and is for the EPW World Tag Team Championship….first..weighing in at a combined five hundred pounds….Zoltan and August De La Rossi….THE ENNNNTOUURRAAAAGE!!!

[August and Zoltan walk to the ring and stay outside of it, mocking and goading fans around ringside.]

[Rammstein’s “Links 2-3-4” come over the speakers as the World Tag Team Champions, Blitz appear on the stage. Pyro comes down in sheets as they make their way to the ring and slide in under the bottom rope. Leonard Johnson for his part, climbs up the steps and swings himself through and in.]

TF: And their opponents….at a combined weight of six hundred sixty two pounds….the EPW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…..Max and Jecht…..BLLLLITTTTTZZZZ!!!!

DT: Max and Jecht are in the ring as The Entourage hasn’t even made it into the ring yet….De La Rossi finally slides in, but Zoltan still on the apron jawing with fans….WAIT….MAX WITH A HUGE KNEE TO THE BACK OF ZOLTAN AND HE GOES FLYING INTO THE RAILING OUTSIDE!!!! DE LA ROSSI TURNS!!!

[SFX: Bell rings]

DT: MAX ROLLS HIM UP!! ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!!!

DM: HOLY CRAP!!!

DT: I DON’T BELIEVE IT!! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!!!!

MN: Is this match OVER???

DT: Max just pinned De La Rossi in under five seconds and De La Rossi is BESIDE HIMSELF!!! HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER!! HE’S PLEADING HIS CASE TO THE REFEREE BUT THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!

DM: Wow. That’s just….that’s just amazing.

DT: De La Rossi out of the ring with Zoltan now and these people are actually LAUGHING!! De La Rossi is FUMING!! August with a microphone now!!

August: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! EVERYONE STOP LAUGHING AT ME! EVERYONE STOP CHANTING AUGUST SUCKS D*CK RIGHT NOW! THAT'S A HATE CRIME! THAT'S A HATE CRIME!

[August is pacing around the ring as Z.! is looking at him, wondering how they lost a match in under ten seconds.]

August: You all know that I was just BLACKBALLED! The EPW brass has it out for me because I say what's on my mind, because I say what YOU DUMBASSES NEED SOMEONE TO SAY! That ref counted a fast count INTENTIONALLY in an attempt to EMBARRASS ME! This wouldn't happen if this Troy Windham was here! Well, guess what? YOU WON'T HAVE AUGUST DE LA ROSSI TO KICK AROUND HERE ANYMORE! WE QUIT! We're going to go wrestle in promotions which RESPECT US and treat us FAIRLY! Let's go, Z.!

CROWD: Na na na na... na na na na... hey hey hey... goodbyyyeee.

DT: Wow! Has this already been a great night here on Pay-Per-View or what?


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