SENTENCING
RECORDED EARLIER
“Can we talk?” [He asks, leaning over the bar to grab a glass.] “Because we need to talk.”
[The Chief grabs his bottle and pours some out for Betamax.]“They’ve swept this area and found nothin’,” [he says.] “Shit ain’t right.”
“How the fuck did they find his body? Your clean-up guy said he was going to take care of it, Chief.”
[He grimaces.] “He’s gone missing. No-one has seen him since he left us that night. Something’s going on, man. Someone is fucking with me.” [The way he looks at Betamax tells a tale in itself.]“Who?” [He enquires bravely.] “Who’d want to do that? Someone murdered him right outside The Tap Room, man. Then the cleaner goes missing and the body gets found by the cops. Who has that kind of grudge?”
“I don’t know but the cops are onto to us. If we don’t find out who murdered that old fuck, we’re on the hook for it,” [The Chief complains, before reaching inside his pocket and pulling out a letter.] “Then there’s this.”
[Betamax takes the letter and opens it up, reading inside. His eyes widen as he finally gets to the bottom.]“I’ve heard about this,” [He announces to the shock of The Chief.] “But I always assumed it to be a myth. You can’t take this lightly, Chief. Something is coming and when it arrives, nothing will ever be the same again.”
[The Chief gulps.]“We need to handle this, but first, I think we need to go to jail.”
[The Chief looks at him, almost incensed.] [Cut.]SOLOMON RHODES VS. ETHAN BIRD
VHS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
INTERGALACTIC WAR
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Fire again.” [He commands in a stern yet calm voice before turning to one of his advisers that stand at his side.]
“Where are we on locating Lyra Starchild? We are taking losses too heavily, for this to all have been in vain would not be pleasing.”
[One of the advisers shakes her head and speaks in a nervous, yet calm voice.]“We know she entered this galaxy, the only planet that is capable of sustaining such life is the same that the Zeta are interested in. She must be there..” [She hesitates for a moment.] “… But we have been unable to locate her. The connection between Earth and Zeta still exists. It seems that Starchild does not have our best interests at heart.”
[The commander turns to look back out over the intergalactic battlefield, as a beam of red fire strikes the shields of his ships and sends his ship shaking and alarm bells ringing. When the shaking had subsided a little, he stands.]“You had better hope that you are wrong. We know not why she is here, but you had better hope that it is for our benefit…” [Another of his fighters explodes right outside the bridge window.] “We cannot destroy the Zeta without their connection being broken. Every second it remains is now a danger to us all.”
ADAM EVE VS. DAMIEN LEVI
SINGLES MATCH
HEARTSFORD
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Where is she?”
[No Face’s head tilts to the side as his ear is turned a little towards The Masked Emotion. With his arms, they slowly shrug before he bends down and picks up two plugs.]“Hysteria said SHE would be here, now where is…”
[The Emotion’s words trail off as two flood lights flash on casting a horrific visage upon a wall. A young woman much like the one three weeks prior only this one is taller with long, red hair, a fair complexion, freckles, and basically wearing rags for clothing. Her arms are shackled with chains to the walls just like the former resident of the wall.] [The striking detail is her neck, shoulders, and arms which are covered in black vein-like lines.] [Doubt is paralyzed. No Face’s head tilts to the side as he slowly raises to his feet. He slowly steps backwards into the light and reaches up with a hand to slap her awake.] [The sound whips Doubt back to consciousness just as it does her. Her eyes roll open, but no further action as the eyes don’t even seem to respond to the blinding lights. A near-comatose state as the mouth opens slowly.]“Wh-where am I?” [she murmurs in a groggy state.] [Doubt steps towards the edge of the light and stops looking directly at No Face. His head is tilted towards it. No Face grabs her hand and quickly whips out a blade with it pressed against the index finger…]
“STOP!”
[The sheer volume of the scream brings a halt to No Face whose head turns sideways to hear better.]“Let Syndi go.”
[The head slowly shakes before pointing at Doubt’s face. Or mask.]“You want him, is that it? If that’s so, release my sister.”
[No Face drops her immediately as he steps out of the light with his blade in his hand.] [Doubt reaches beneath its mask and slowly removes it as you can almost read the curiosity on the face of No Face. Heavy, anxious breathing behind the stitches.] [TENDRILS!] [The darkness beneath the mask begins reaching out towards No Face who quickly retreats and bumps into the flood light turning it onto its side. He keeps retreating as the midnight, abyssal whips reach out for any available skin.] [No Face is cornered fending off every strike with only the blade of his knife to keep himself safe. The girl’s eyes grow wide as she begins to scream!]“MONSTER!”
[Doubt stops.] [The Unmasked Emotion slowly begins to recede back into its normal attire, replacing the mask upon its ‘face’ before slowly approaching the girl chained on the wall and removing the shackles easily.] [She trembles as she comes down to a kneeling state. The Emotion helps her up but she refused to look at it.]“You… killed him. You killed Heartsford…”
[The Masked Emotion shakes its head.]“No I AM him.”
“No… you can’t. My bro-“
[She stops mid-sentence as Doubt looks confused. It looks down as only the hilt of a dagger is shown protruding from her stomach! She falls as Doubt falls with her in its arms. It’s gaze whips around, but No Face is nowhere to be seen.]“Help! WE NEED HELP!”
[Doubt screams into the open doorway while clutching Syndi close to its chest.] [Peering through the eyeholes of the mask, it almost seems… as if there is are irises visible in the floodlights. But they aren’t the normal, menacing red…] [They’re blue.] [Doubt cradles its sister as The Heartsfords are finally reunited after years and years apart.] [But for how long?]THE TRUTH
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“You didn’t tell him?”
[We are quickly taken to the edge of this valley, where Pedro El Salvador looks down from the cliffside. The voice that just spoke was not him, though. A cloaked figure enters the frame beside the former priest. There is no shock on the face of El Salvador, only resignation.]“No.” [Pedro replies after a moment watching the battle.] “The Hayman knows. I expect him to reveal the truth.”
[From behind his hooded cloak, the other figure only nods.]“Why are you here?” [Pedro queries.] “Tired of running?”
[Silence hangs in the air as the battle rages on below. The Scarecrow and Lux Bellator have joined forces, brutally attacking Tommy Hawk with everything they have. The Spirit Walker slowly finds himself losing ground, being battered down to his knees.]“I had to see if it was true.” [The voice finally replies.] “Rumors persisted of your lurking about. I’ve been keeping my eye on Lucas, you know. I have watched each Bowl be poured out. I have watched us inch closer to the end.”
[Tommy Hawk finally seems to slump to the ground. Scarecrow and Lux Bellator look at one another, seemingly pleased with their decision to work together. Yet they immediately turn on one another, swinging for the fences with each shot.]“Yet you have done nothing.” [Pedro quietly says.] “I have searched for a champion to rise, to put an end to the seals being broken. To restore things to the way they should be. What have you done?”
[As Bellator and the Hayman fight their way away from Hawk, something seems to happen around the Spirit Walker.]“I have done the same, after a fashion.” [The hooded man says, pride in his voice.] “You were wrong to abandon this one. There is more to him than you can possibly imagine.”
[Smoke begins to rise out of the ground around the fallen Spirit Walker, his body slowly consumed.]“Tommy Hawk is not the one who will end this.”
[The smoke fades with a burst of wind. While the figure left may look like Tommy Hawk, he is something more.]“The Savage will.”
[Cut.]VIKTOR NORTH VS. JACKSON GRANT FITZGERALD
SINGLES MATCH
DEPORTATION
RINGSIDE
“What’d I tell ya, Viktor? You thought you could beat the system, but it looks like the system just beat you.”
[The crowd boos heavily…but the boos turn to cheers as Viktor breaks free of the officers, charging at JGF and hitting the President hard with a massive headbutt! That appears to be Viktor’s last stand as the Secret Security rush the ring, aiding their leader as they begin beating down on the Viking warrior. JGF gets to his feet, a scowl on his face.]“Our great nation is suffering because of people like you…people who would abuse the sanctuary we provide!”
[The crowd boos even louder as Secret Security gets Viktor to his feet, handing him over to the officers. Beaten and bloodied, North still manages to muster up the strength to spit at the feet of JGF before the officers take him out of the ring.]“Consider this your exile from this great country. I hope you enjoy your homeland, Viktor…because you’re not welcome here anymore.”
[The crowd is livid, a feeling shared by Viktor as the officers escort him out of the Tap Room once and for all. The door slams shut, putting our attention fully on JGF back in the ring as he steps out, his Secret Security close behind as he waves to an angry crowd at the Tap Room. The last thing we see is outside, as North is shoved into an ICE vehicle before it drives off to an unclear future.] [Cut.]DOUBT VS. NO FACE
SINGLES MATCH
WARDED
RECORDED EARLIER
“It’s useless fighting,” [the voice says sternly.] “You cannot escape. I’ve seen what’s ahead and you cannot be unleashed upon this world.”
[Mother screams.]“Your tomb has been warded against evil. These ancient symbols correlate to your beginning, Mother. Whilst they exist upon your tomb, you will never see the light of day again.”
[Footsteps.] [They get further away, as if they’re leaving. She yells, tilting her head sideways, no longer fighting against her confinement.]“I’ll kill you,” [she says sadistically.] “I will escape this tomb, and when I do, I will obliterate you.”
[The footsteps stop.]“I know you will,” [the voice comments.] “I’ve seen it. I just don’t know when it’ll be. All I do know is that the longer you’re locked away, the better chance we stand of surviving.”
[She screeches one more time, loud, obnoxious and vile.] [Cut.]CAEL GABLE VS. THE SHARKMAN
DOUBLE FEATURE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
A FEW GOOD MEN
RINGSIDE
THE FAMILY VS. WRESTLING ROYALTY
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
JAIL HOUSE BLUES
RECORDED EARLIER
“I can’t believe you convinced me to come here,” [The Chief bemoans his misfortune.] “This is the last fuckin’ place I wanna be.”
[Before Betamax can respond, a prisoner is brought out in heavy restraints. His arms are linked by strong chains, ankle to wrist and up to his neck. The waiting room is empty and there’s a bag over his head. They seat him across from The Chief and stand aside, keeping a careful eye on him.] [They remove the bag, revealing Jake Jeckel.] [Cue shit eating grin.]“Well, how about that? You’re the last two pricks I expected to see.”
[The Chief grimaces.] “We need answers, Jake.”“Oh? It’s funny you should mention it; I need something too,” [Jake says holding up his chained hands.] “I need out of these chains, brother. I’m sure you feel me, right?”
[That hits a nerve. The Chief is about to lunge forward when Betamax puts an arm out, stopping him. Jake laughs, smiling at the reaction.]“You help me, I’ll help you.”
“Help you?” [Chief retorts.] “For all we know, you murdered Errol Flint.”
[Jake’s eyes suddenly widen.] “Flint is dead?” [Everyone’s eyes lock for a moment. It quickly becomes apparent that Jake Jeckel has no idea what’s happened.]“Shit, where’s Jackie? Is Jackie okay?” [Jake asks, panicked.] “If my brother is dead, I’m gonna kill the both of you.”
“Your brother is fine. Flint was going to kill him and someone saved him. Jack is on lamb, and I’m sure that’s where he’ll stay. However, we need to know who killed Flint, Jake. You had the biggest grudge and if you want your brother to stay out of this, we need answers, now.”
[Jeckel thinks about it for a moment.]“I don’t think so.”
[Chief and Betamax look at each other in surprise.]“You received word, didn’t you?” [Jake asks, referencing the letter received by the Chief only a few weeks ago.] “You know it’s coming.”
“What’s coming, Jake?” [Betamax asks.] “What’s happening? How do you know about it?”
[The guards suddenly slap the bag back over Jeckel’s head, forcibly pulling him from his chair. He says nothing, but the shock is enough to increase the demand of answers from Betamax and The Chief.]“What’s coming!?” [They shout in unison.] “Jake! How does Flint come into this? Jake?”
[He doesn’t respond, allowing himself to be escorted from the room peacefully as Betamax and The Chief look on in shock.] [Cut.]CAPTAIN ZAPPA VS. LYRA STARCHILD
SINGLES MATCH
GALAXY QUEST
RINGSIDE
“You knew the stipulations when we began. My victory means your people never receive confirmation of your mission. The Zetas gain the upper hand while your fleet stumbles about blindly.”
[Lyra keeps the weapon trained on Zappa.]“You assume too much, that I would even fly the banner of my people. Freedom is the greatest gift that humanity has ever taken for granted…” [Lyra begins, her words carefully chosen and each one seeming to be thought through as she says them. She points the weapon towards the head of Zappa.] “That is all I ever wanted, to unlock a brand new potential for Earth that is till now unrealised. You and your Zetas, you seek liberation. You seek conquest. I cannot allow that to happen.”
[Captain Zappa stares down the ‘barrel’ of the strange weapon. His eyes are afraid, yet he does not falter. Instead, he rebuts Starchild and her quest.]“Are your people not after exactly the same thing? You can dress it as you like, but the inhabitants of Earth are merely collateral damage to both races. I’m the lucky one who chose the winning side before this ever began.”
[Lyra shakes her head, keeping the weapon trained on Zappa.]“It doesn’t matter what my people want. I stand here on my own two feet. They may have followed me. They may even believe that I am here to service their needs, that I stand as an agent of their conquest. But I stand for one reason… To stop any who come to conquer. To uphold this planet and the inhabitants that live on it. My people don’t understand that, and the Zetas sure don’t either.
You may be chosen, but you still have a choice.”
[She brings the weapon right to Zappa’s temple. As she does so, the silhouetted figures of several Zetas begin to materialise behind Zappa. Lyra shakes her head…]“It doesn’t have to end like this.”
[With that, she pulls the trigger. A blinding white light encompasses Lyra and Zappa and then, before the Zetas can fully materialise, they are gone. All that is left is the half smoked joint of Captain Zappa lying in the centre of the ring, slowly burning into the canvas.] [Where did they go?]THE EMPHATIC END
RECORDED EARLIER
“She was innocent,” [Sokolov shouts.] “And you killed her!”
[Piotor shakes his head ‘no’.]“I didn’t kill her, Sergei; Dzagoev did. He fired that bullet. He was so desperate to hide the truth from you that he tried to kill me and failed. Besides, she was anything but innocent.”
[Sergei screams, stepping closer.] “What truth!?”“The General and his deceit, it has shaped you into the man you are today. Do you think all those visits as a child were out of the kindness of his heart? Do you think your teacher worked alone in regaling you with tales of heroism and war?”
[They both come together, closer, standing within touching distance.]“Everything you know has been a lie. Petrov – a lie. The army – a lie. The General – a fucking lie! Dzagoev is your father, Sergei. He killed your mother because he wanted to stop me from revealing it. And now? Now I’m going to end this, once and for all.”
[Both men lunge at each other. This battle, this war, it’s next.]SERGEI SOKOLOV VS. PIOTOR SVETOLAV
RECORDED EARLIER
HIDDEN IN ASH
BACKSTAGE
“Ladies and gentlemen.” [He begins.] “Hysteria would have you believe that he was once a noble man. A picturesque vision of humanity, living a joyful life with his wife Jessica, and his little girls Eva and Grace. He would have you believe that their death in a fire created the Mad Mastermind.”
[The tension mounts as Hysteria appears in the entrance way, his barbed wire baseball bat in his hand. Smiley only grins wider.]“Isn’t that right, Hysteria? LH Harrison was a good man, just broken by the interference of a deranged killer.”
[The Mad Mastermind gets in the ring and goes to take a swing…] […but seemingly cannot complete it.]“If LH Harrison was such a good man, why does his family weigh him down?” [Smiley taunts, standing above Hysteria.] “Mortimer dug up their bones, robbed them of their rest. They could haunt any person on this planet, but they choose you? They leave you a broken man, even more than you were to begin with.”
[Hysteria reaches for his bat, but Smiley kicks it away.]“See, I think they found out what I did. If you read in the Good Doctor’s journals, you’ll see the same thing I saw. The same thing Jessica saw.”
[Smiley kneels down next to Hysteria, practically in his ear. Not that Hysteria notices at the moment.]“Injustice.”
[Smiley carefully lays Smiley Jr. down, out of the way. He takes a relaxed seated position next to the struggling Hysteria.]“It’s a good thing they died when they did, isn’t it? In some regards, Ozric did you a favor. After all, you had all those expensive life insurance policies out on them. Hell, that’s why they investigated you for the murder. It made sense that it was you, but we both know that things making sense is only true in fairy tales.”
[Hysteria tries to shake the cobwebs as Smiley, ever unable to sit still, gets up and heads to the corner, looking out at the jury.]“Or what about that little nest egg you had built up? All of that extra money that you spent on lavish gifts. I wonder what those were for.” [Smiley winks at the crowd.] “Or who?”
[A roar comes from behind Hysteria’s mask.]“What about that apartment you had just rented and furnished? Did you really need that? And what about how quick that fire spread? Ozric Mortimer wasn’t a planner, we all know that. It’s almost like those exposed wires in the baseboards were meant to cause an electrical fire. It’s almost like that house was a ticking time bomb.”
[Hysteria gets up to his knees, hatred peering out from behind that mask.]“See now, here’s the thing. People call me deranged, but how can wanting a family be deranged? Just because I love them differently doesn’t make me a monster. At least I was honest with my family. They know who I was and what to expect. You know that, you were my family at one point.”
[Smiley laughs as Hysteria staggers to his feet.]“But then you burned it all down.”
[He drops the smile and turns silent.]“That’s why I stole the journal months ago. Because I had to know about you. Since you were my brother. But now I know the truth.”
[Hysteria seems to have almost regained his faculties as Smiley taunts him.]“Hysteria never was the mask, was it? The mask was LH Harrison, family man. He was the façade that you put up to hide what was in your heart. Ozric Mortimer didn’t create you, he just spared your family from having to know that their husband and father was out for their blood.”
[Hysteria leaps at Smiley, but the Deranged One dodges.]“And now that we truly know one another,” [Smiley says as he pops his neck.] “It’s time for us to fight.”
[Control regained over his body, Hysteria stands to fight his former brother in the Asylum.] [This is going to get intense.]HYSTERIA VS. SMILEY
REWIND CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
HELP IS ON THE WAY
BACKSTAGE
“Did you mean it?” [A voice echoes throughout a hollow room.] “Did you?”
[Silence.] [A light suddenly burst on, brightening our scene exponentially. Sat tied to a chair if Jacob Phoenix, his head lowered as Jensen Cussen stands before him, his hands behind his back.]“Did you mean it when you said that everything you do, you do it for her?”
[Phoenix looks up, meeting his eyes.] “I meant it.”“She needs you now, Jacob. She needs you more than ever. Both her and child, they’ll not survive without you.”
“Release me,” [Phoenix growls.] “And I’ll go to her, Jensen. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want me to save her. You want me to save them both.”
[Cussen lowers his head.] “I do.” [He walks over to Jacob and steps behind the chair. The Phoenix looks up at him, meeting his eyes.] [Cut.] [Gurgle. Splutter. Gurgle.] [The camera drops down, watching as crimson flows from the neck of Jacob Phoenix – falling effortlessly into a container Jensen Cussen holds in the palm of his hand below.] [Our hero gargles and splutters, unable to breathe, a gash cut across his throat in vile and brutal fashion.] [Finally, the blood stops trickling and Jensen steps back into frame, holding out the container.]“For her,” [he says, handing it over.] [That’s when we see it. DTR enters, a grin upon his appalling face, accepting the gift.]
“Our child grows stronger with each passing month. This gift of purity will strengthen her vessel, my boy. Jacob has sacrificed his life for the greater good. I’m glad you’ve come to see my point of view.”
[Together, they exit the room.] [We turn around, taking one last look at our titular hero. Jacob Phoenix sits, blood down his chest, his eyes wide open in fear and terror.] [But empty, none the less.] [The Phoenix is Dead.]EDWARD NEWTON VS. BRUCE VAN CHAN
SINGLES MATCH
“I watch you sleep, I haunt you by day. You stare at me and saw nothing but darkness, but darkness. What am I?”
[Before Sleep even has a chance to respond, Newton slams his head into the turnbuckle… or so he tries. Sleep begins to resist as he turns around and wraps his fingers around the throat of The Riddler and hoisting him up.]“I am FEAR!”
[CHOKESLAM TO Edward Newton who is laid out. Sleep puts a boot upon his chest as the referee counts. One…Two… Kickout! Dr. Sleep smirks seemingly happy his foe wasn’t finished. Suddenly the eyes of Dr. Sleep change… Bruce Van Chan has taken back control?! Bruce looks around blankly before Hysteria leaps up onto the apron. The eyes change back. SUPERKICK TO HYSTERIA! No Face jumps up onto the apron as the referee is urging him to leave. Dr. Sleep goes over to him, but Edward leaps forward with a LOW BLOW! Dr. Sleep falls to his knees as his eyes once more change! Bruce looks to be enduring the pain here as Edward Newton quickly rakes his eyes and kicks him in the midsection. Edward Newton leaps up and… NEVERMIND!] [The Riddler’s finisher is hit as he hooks the leg of Bruce Van Chan! One…Two…POWER OUT! Edward Newton is pushed up and off of Bruce Van Chan as he rolls to his feet to reveal Dr. Sleep has taken back over. Newton looks up at him and begins clasping his hands together as if pleading for Bruce to come back. Dr. Sleep looks confused as his hands grasp his head as if trying to fight him back! Dr. Sleep turns to see No Face still standing on the apron and rushes forward with a huge lariat that floors him. Hysteria slides something to Newton during the confusion before leaping up onto the apron to distract this gullible referee.] [The referee is distracted as Edward Newton is pulled up by Dr. Sleep. BOOM! Brass knuckled shot to the face! Dr. Sleep is staggered as Newton gets rid of the evidence. A steel chair slides into the ring, but it’s Sleep who catches it with his foot. Sleep SPEARS Newton to the mat! Sleep begins shaking its head as the eyes return to normal and Bruce Van Chan looks disoriented. Newton begins getting to his feet with his hands out in front of him as if to console him. LOW BLOW! Newton grabs the steel chair and raises it high! CRACK! Bruce Van Chan slumps to the mat as Edward Newton covers! One…TWO….THREEE!] [A huge win here tonight for Edward Newton has managed to defeat the monster plaguing his dreams for the last month!]MIND, BODY AND SOUL
RINGSIDE
TOMMY HAWK VS. THE SCARECROW VS. LUX BELLATOR
WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
THE FOURTH BOWL
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Fools!” [Bellator shouts at Scarecrow and Tommy Hawk, who both are still at ringside.] “The Lord giveth. And the Lord taketh away. Where once was life, now there will be only death.”
[His eyes glimmer with the gold of untold captured souls as he raises his arms to the heavens. Unnatural light bursts out of the sky, all of their rays coalescing into the single form of a bowl.]“The pale horse has ridden out. He has brought death to the world. And the Lord saw it. And it was good.”
[Lux stares down into the bowl, but is interrupted by a harsh voice, weathered by what he has just endured.] [Tommy Hawk.]“Don’t.” [The Spirit Walker pleads.] [Bellator watches, as does an amused Scarecrow, as Hawk stands to his feet opposite him. Lux nods to both of his opponents from this evening.]
“Do not worry, Tommy. Both you and the Scarecrow will see what the Lord has brought.”
[Both of them look confused as lightning falls from the sky.] [FLASH!] [Lux Bellator now stands on a rock jutting out of a mountain, overlooking the field. The place where Tommy Hawk looked into the fires. The place where all of this started. We are on a different vantage point than we have ever seen before. The other side, if you will.]“No matter what victories or defeats come, the end result is written in stone. It is contained in the ancient book.” [Bellator begins.] “And only the seals being broken, only the bowls of wrath being unleashed, will ever lead to God’s Will being done. And I am his humble servant.”
[With one great stride, Lux Bellator walks to the edge and pours the bowl into the valley.]“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost,” [Bellator shouts to the heavens.] “I hereby unleash the fourth bowl of God’s Wrath onto the wretched and broken world!”
[For a moment, it seems as if the thick black liquid does nothing. But then…] [A small flame.] [FLASH!] [Inside the Red Void, the broken rock has scattered in all directions. But each piece of it begins to slowly catch fire. Lux Bellator’s voice rings out over this image.]“The Red Void has become a pit of fire. The final judgment will take place here, and God will cast the wicked Earth into this void forever.”
[The flames spread out, practically linking the rocks like a giant net of death.]“Yet the final battle will be fought elsewhere.”
[FLASH!] [Lux Bellator stands looking out into the field. But instead of its earthen landscape, it has become a literal hell. Fire dances along the ground, leaving no safe place for man to stand.]“Humanity will resist the Lord, as they always have. They will defy His Holy decree. But his warrior will stand upon this rock and challenge whomever would stand against the Lord.”
[Bellator drops the bowl with a grin. His triumph stretches across the field of fire. His victory in this bowl taunts the world itself.] [Yet across the valley, the hooded man from before stands, his face obscured in shadow.] [Cut.]THE INVASION MATCH
[It’s here!]
[It’s time for InVasion 2017.]
[Six wrestlers will battle it out tonight for the Invasion briefcase. Winning such an honour guarantees them the opportunity to invade on the World Champion after any match in which they compete.]
[This year, the six participants were not revealed.]
[In three-minute intervals, an invader will storm the ring to fight for the briefcase held above it. The invaders will keep coming until the Invasion Briefcase has been won, or all six participants are in the fight.]
[Without further ado…]
CAEL GABLE
[‘Smells like teen spirit’ suddenly erupts onto the loud speakers, sending this audience into a frenzy. As red, white and blue lights flash from the entrance; Cael Gable steps out – the very first participant of Invasion 2017! He slides into the ring, pops up and spins around with his arms spread, receiving a tremendous ovation.]
[But who will his first opponent be?]
BRENT KERSH
[‘Chariots of Fire’ then follows and if the audience weren’t whipped into a frenzy before, they are now. Brent Kersh steps out through the double doors, a black OSW T-Shirt on and his trademark focused glare. He walks hurriedly to the ring and enters, standing opposite Cael Gable.]
[Both men look up at the prize, then back at each other.]
[This is it boys. This is Invasion!]
[The bell sounds and they lock up, Kersh taking Gable over into a Side Headlock, only for Cael to lift him straight up and down with a Back Drop! The Olympian floats over him on the canvas, looking for an Anaconda Vice, but Kersh punches him clean in the jaw to block. They both roll to their feet, Gable lunging with a knee that the wily veteran dodges, thundering forward with a Clothesline that turns him inside out! The Enforcer bends over to pull him back to his feet, nailing a forearm, then another and another until Cael hits the corner. He backs up and storms forward, only The Olympian gets his FEET UP!]
[The Enforcer reals backwards and here comes Cael Gable, running from the corner and into a go behind. Kersh struggles, trying to push his way out of the lock, arching back but he’s no match as Gable lifts him up and drops him straight down onto his chest. He spins across his back and into a front face Headlock, neither of these men having attempted to go for the case yet. Kersh gets to his knees, forcing Cael to reposition himself and he does so, driving his knees into the old timers head, finally dropping him to prone on the canvas once more.]
[As if it suddenly dorns on the Olympian, he looks up to see the briefcase. What’s he doing on the canvas? You can see it in his eyes; he knows it’s time to move. He pops up, releasing Kersh and then rolling to the outside. There’s ladders placed around ringside and he grabs one, turning around to push it into the ring when BRENT KERSH COMES BARRELLING TOWARDS HIM WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK! STRAIGHT INTO THE LADDER! STRAIGHT INTO CAEL GABLE! Kersh is a veteran, folks. He steps through the middle rope and as Cael turns around, he dives off with a Double Axe Handle Smash, crashing across his skull.]
[The buzzer suddenly sounds, forcing Kersh to turn his attention to the entrance.]
SERGEI SOKOLOV
[The Russian National anthem blares through the speakers as everyone turns their attention to the giant frame of Sergei Sokolov. The last we saw of him tonight, he had dispatched Piotor Svetolav! It looks like he wasn’t going to miss this match for the world. Showing the sown up battle scars of that absolute war, he trundles to the ring.]
[Kersh meets him there, trading off with big right and left hands. The Russian Bear though is none too pleased and leans in with a Headbutt that drops Brent to the floor. Before you know it, Cael Gable has climbed up onto the ring apron and runs the length of it, swinging around the ring post and INTO A CROSSBODY STRAIGHT AT SERGEI SOKOLOV! NO! THE FUCKING BEAST CATCHES HIM! HE CAUGHT HIM! POOWWERRRSLAMM!! POWERSLAM ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR! FUCKING HELL! Sokolov roars, getting back to his feet and walking around the ring. He’s going to try to end this now. He picks up a ladder and throws it violently over the top rope, pulling himself up and over.]
[Gable and Kersh are going to wish they went for the briefcase. Sergei sets the ladder up and starts to climb, reaching about the mid-way point before Kersh meets him on the other side. They immediately start trading off with right and left punches. Sokolov rocks Kersh, but the Enforcer is having none of it. He reaches over and bounces his head off the ladder – not once, not twice, not three times but four fucking times. Sokolov wobbles and here’s Cael Gable from behind! He leaps onto the ladder and starts clobbering Sergei on the back of his head and neck. What the hell is he trying to do? He grabs him… no way kid, don’t do that… there’s no way… BACK DROP OFF THE FUCKING LADDER! CAEL GABLE ROCKS THE RUSSIAN TSAR!!]
[And Kersh is free and clear! Kersh is going to win Invasion. He reaches up, puts both hands on the briefcase and…]
[Buzz!]
[The arena goes pitch black. Has Kersh won it? Has he done it?]
[The lights come back on.]
[And nothing. There’s nothing! Kersh looks around in confusion, his hands on the case. Who’s invaded?]
SOLOMON RHODES
[Just then, in the crowd … IT’S SOLOMON RHODES! RHODES HAS INVADED! He’s on the upper station with the fans and steps over the barrier. What the fuck is he doing!? What the fuck…. HE LEAPS! RHODES LEAPS FROM THE FUCKING UPPER WALKWAY STRAIGHT ONTO THE LADDER! OH MY GOD! WHAT FUCKING AGILITY! SOLOMON RHODES LANDS ON THE LADDER, BUT THE IMPACT IS TOO MUCH! BOTH HE, THE LADDER AND BRENT KERSH TUMBLE OVER! HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! KERSH FELL, BUT THE LADDER TIPPED OVER HIS HEAD AND DUMPED SOLOMON RHODES OUTSIDE THE RING!]
[There’s no way that Rhodes meant that! He lands on the outside, bounces off the barricade and hits the deck in a heap. Kersh turns around in absolute shock, realizing that Solomon could be seriously hurt here. He has to take his chances though and he does. Brent picks up the ladder and is about to place it when Sergei Sokolov attacks him from behind with a forearm to the back of the head. The Tsar turns him around and scoops him up, running him back first into the ladder and then turning, FALLAWAY SLAM STRAIGHT THROUGH THE MIDDLE FUCKING ROPES! HOLY SHIT! BRENT KERSH WAS JUST TOSSED TO THE OUTSIDE LIKE A GOD DAMN RAGDOLL!!]
[Sokolov gets back to his feet and grabs the ladder, slamming it on the canvas until its prone. He’s had enough! But here comes Gable! Gable leaps at him, which has to be a mistake because SOKOLOV TURNS HIM INSIDE OUT IN MID-AIR WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM FUCKING HELL ITSELF! Cael flips inside out at least twice before hitting the canvas. Sokolov pulls him back to his feet, puts him in position and DOMINATOR! DOMINATOR ON THE FUCKING LADDER! JESUS CHRIST, CAEL GABLE HAS TO BE BROKEN THE FUCK IN HALF! His body crashes off the ladder and bounces off. He rolls around in agony, holding his back but that doesn’t faze the Russian Bear.]
[Buzz.]
[Who’s next to face the wrath of Sergei Sokolov?]
CAPTAIN ZAPPA
[“Optimistic” by Radiohead suddenly blares out of the speakers, Captain Zappa stepping out into the arena. THE LAST WE SAW OF HIM, HE WAS ASH! WHAT THE FUCK? He casually walks to the ring, where Sergei Sokolov begs for him to get inside.]
[He slides under the bottom rope and ducks a Clothesline, getting in behind the beast. He picks him straight up and DELILAH SAYS GOOD MORNING! DELAYED SPINNING BACKDROP ON THE FUCKING LADDER! HOLY SHIT! The impact snaps rungs from the ladder violently, cutting deep wounds into the back of Sokolov. Zappa gets up, turns around and LEAPING KNEE TO THE FACE! SOLOMON RHODES PULLS HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS A GIANT KNEE! Zappa hits the canvas and quickly rolls away, getting back up AND DAWN! PACKAGE FUCKING PILEDRIVER! Rhodes has taken down Zappa! He turns around just in time to see Brent Kersh sliding a ladder back into the ring. The Enforcer barely has time to follow before Rhodes has hung him up neck first on the top rope.]
[The Dragon grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, kicking the debris of the old one away. Sokolov, Gable and Zappa litter the canvas in agony, giving him a free opportunity. Rhodes starts climbing, getting towards the top before Cael Gable collapses at the bottom of the other side. The Olympian drags himself up as Rhodes TRIES TO UNCLIP THE CASE! WAIT… NO! SHOT TO THE GUT! PHEW, THAT WAS CLOSE FOR GABLE. He barely managed to stop the Dragon! Another shot, followed by another and now Gable has made it atop the ladder with Solomon. Those shots have stopped his unclipping in progress and now they’re trading off, right and left hands.]
[Meanwhile, Kersh has grabbed a second ladder and pushed it into the ring. The Enforcer quickly sets it up next to the other and starts climbing. Before you know it, all three are atop these two ladders, and there’s a brawl going on!]
[Buzz.]
[Darkness.]
[BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT]
[HOLY SHIT!]
LUX BELLATOR
[THE LIGHTS COME BACK ON AND LUX BELLATOR IS STOOD ATOP THE SAME LADDER AS BRENT FUCKING KERSH! OH MY GOD! THE LIGHT WARRIOR IS THE FINAL INVADER! HE SLAPS A HAND AROUND THE THROAT OF KERSH! CHOKESLAM FROM THE TOP OF THE GOD DAMN LADDER TO THE CANVAS BELOW! HOLY SHIT! LUX BELLATOR, STRONGER THAN WE’VE EVER SEEN HIM, JUST NAILED A CHOKESLAM ON KERSH! HE TURNS TO THE SIDE, SLAPPING A HAND AROUND SOLOMONS THROAT TOO! NO WAY!? CHOKESLAM! WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT KIND OF STRENGTH IS RUNNING THROUGH THE VEINS OF LUX BELLATOR!? A SECOND CHOKESLAM!]
[“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” CHANT THE FANS AND BY GOD, THEY’RE RIGHT! THE LIGHT WARRIOR STEPS FROM HIS LADDER TO THE NEXT WITH GABLE! The Olympian looks like he’s seen a ghost, but here comes Zappa! Zappa climbs up the second ladder on the same side as Lux. He reaches over, bouncing his head off the steel! Cael thinks better of it and steps across to the secondary ladder as well, looking at Zappa. They NOD in agreement and THEY KICK THE FUCKING LADDER! THEY KICK THE LADDER OVER AND LUX BELLATOR GOES TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE! OH MY GOD! HE JUST FLEW FROM THE RING TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR WITH A GIANT THUD! THAT’S ONE WAY TO DO IT!]
[They turn their attention to each other, BUT WAIT… SERGEI SOKOLOV IS UP! THE RUSSIAN BEAR STANDS UNDERNEATH THE LADDER, RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF IT! WHAT’S HE DOING!? HE REACHES UP, GRABBING A RUNG ON EITHER SIDE. WAIT A SECOND!? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? THE RUSSIAN BEAR LIFTS THE GOD DAMN LADDER UP WITH BOTH MEN ON IT! THE WHOLE FUCKING THING IS OFF THE GOD DAMN GROUND BY AT LEAST FIVE INCHES! WHAT THE FUCK!? SERGIE TRUNDLES FORWARD, ALMOST MARCHING AND… HE THROWS THE LADDER FORWARD! GABLE AND ZAPPA FLY TO THE OUTSIDE, JOINING LUX BELLATOR ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR! OH MY GOD!]
[The fans can’t believe it! Lux Bellator, Captain Zappa and Cael Gable are seemingly out of it on the concrete floor outside the ring. Sergei walks the ladder back to the centre and sets it up. Is the Russian Bear going to do it? Will he win the Invasion briefcase!? He starts climbing, his back mangled from his earlier interaction with a ladder. Every step is agony, but he makes it none the less. But here comes Solomon Rhodes! Rhodes joins him on the other side, refusing to let this go. The VHS Champion meets Sergei at the top, exchanging right hands. Sergei reaches over the ladder and grabs Solomon by the throat with both hands. HE PULLS HIM OVER THE TOP! OH MY GOD! He pulls him so that Rhodes is prone atop the ladder! Sokolov clobbers him across the back of the neck and head, delivering vicious forearm shot after shot.]
[Sergei steps up as high as he can, scooping Rhodes up under the belly and INTO THE DOMINATOR POSITION! OH NO! DOMINATOR!! DOM-IN-FUCKING-NATOR FROM THE FUCKING TOP OF THE GOD DAMN LADDER! THE IRON CURTAIN TO THE CANVAS FROM ABOUT FIFTEEN FEET IN THE FUCKING AIR! JESUS CHRIST! OH MY FUCKING GOD! SOLOMON RHODES IS BROKEN IN GOD DAMN HALF! SERGEI SOKOLOV IS GOING TO WIN THE INVASION MATCH! HE REACHES UP FOR THE BRIEFCASE BUT NO!! NOOOOOO! LUX GRABS HIM BY THE WAISTBAND OF HIS TROUSERS AND YANKS HIM OFF THE LADDER!!]
[Both of these two now stand at the bottom of the ladder, looking at each other. Oh man, this is going to explode! BOOM! RIGHT HAND! LEFT HAND! RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT! LEFT, LEFT, LEFT! THEY TRADE OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, SHAKING IT WITH THE THUNDER OF EVERY BLOW! HOLY CRAP! Bellator backs Sokolov to the ropes and CLOTHESLINE TO THE OUTSIDE! He stumbles away from it, turns around and BROKEN LADDER TO THE SHOULDER! CAPTAIN ZAPPA DRIVES A PIECE OF THAT BROKEN LADDER STRAIGHT INTO THE FUCKING SHOULDER OF THE LIGHT WARRIOR!! HOLY FUCK! THE CHOSEN ONE… HOLY FUCK! Lux looks right at the piece of metal and grimaces. He puts a hand on it and RIPS IT FROM THE GOD DAMN WOUND! BLOOD SEEPS OUT, LEAKING DOWN HIS CHEST! BUT LUX JUST FUCKING SMILES! WHAT THE FUCK HAS COME OVER HIM?]
[He DRIVES IT AT ZAPPA’S THROAT but the Chosen One grabs it with both hands, fighting with all his might to try and stop him. Captain goes to one knee, trying to hold off might of Lux Bellator – who with yet another bowl in his posession has become stronger. He’s just about to pierce him when CAEL GABLE.. BACK DROP! NO!! BELLATOR DROPS OUT, LEAPS OVER AND DISCIPLE MAKER! CANADIAN DESTROYER TO THE OLYMPIC HERO! OH MY GOD! CAPTAIN ZAPPA comes from behind! The Chosen One TURNS Bellator around, KICK TO THE GUT… PILEDRIVER! THE LAUGHING HYPERDRIVE! CAPTAIN ZAPPA JUST DRILLED THE LIGHT WARRIOR! Brent slides back into the ring, ONLY ZAPPA KICKS HIM LOW… THE LAUGHING HYPEDRIVE TO BRENT KERSH AS WELL! HE NAILED HIM! The Chosen One is handing out Piledrivers like fucking candy!]
[Zappa has to climb the ladder! He does, rung by rung, until he’s finally at the top. He reaches out, placing both hands on the case! The Chosen One is going to…]
[Flash!]
[What the fuck?]
[A white light consumes the arena. As it slowly dies down, with everyone blinded, we see LYRA STARCHILD STOOD OPPOSITE ZAPPA ON THE LADDER! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING OUT HERE? RIGHT HANDS! LYRA UNLOADS ON ZAPPA! He releases the case, wobbling backwards, barely able to hold on. Starchild steps to the top of the ladder and starts KICKING DOWN AT HIM! SHOT AFTER SHOT! THE CHOSEN ONE FALLS! HE FALLS BACK FIRST TO THE CANVAS BELOW! Lyra is now STOOD FLUSH ATOP the ladder and with one hand on the wire holding the case, she positions herself. What’s she going to do here? AS ABOVE… SO BELOW! FROOOGGSPPLASSSHHHH!! OHHHH MYYY GODDDDD!! FROGSPLASH TO CAPTAIN ZAPPA!!]
[“Holy shit” chants echo throughout the Tap Room as Lyra rolls away, exiting the ring to the outside. Has she just cost Zappa the right to Invade for the World Championship!? What we haven’t realized is that whilst this is going on, Sergei Sokolov has been busy on the outside! Right outside, in fact. He’s set up four tables, two on top of two, and slides back into the ring. What the hell is this monster planning? He grabs Zappa, and pulls him into position. OH GOD… HE’S GOING FOR THE DOMINATOR, but WAIT, he thinks better of it. The Russian Bear starts pulls the ladder closer to the ropes and starts backing up it, pulling Zappa by his hair. Oh man, no way. He’s not going to do this, is he?]
[With both of them on the ladder, here comes CAEL GABLE! Gable runs up the ladder opposite Sokolov and now, all three are on it. The Russian Star reaches down and BEARHUGS ZAPPA UP TO HIS LEVEL, HOLDING HIM THERE LIKE HE’S WEIGHTLESS! CAEL REACHES OVER, CHOKING HIM AT THE SAME TIME! THIS IS A FUCKING CLUSTERFUCK!! JUST THEN, SOLOMON RHODES AND LUX BELLATOR ENTER THE RING. THEY SHARE A GLANCE, THEIR RIVALY SURELY ABOUT TO BE RENEWED… NO!! OH MY GOD! THEY BOTH LOOK AT EACH OTHER, THEN THE LADDER, THEN EACH OTHER AND RUN TOWARDS THE LADDER!!]
[NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! BELLATORUM REUNITE TO PUSH THAT FUCKING LADDER RIGHT OVER! SOKOLOV, ZAPPA AND GABLE FLLLYYYY THROUGH THE GROUP OF TABLES ON THE OUTSIDE! OH MAN, SURELY THEY’RE DEAD! THEY’RE FUCKING DEAD!! THERE’S CARNAGE EVERYWHERE AND THE CROWD ARE GOING ABSOLUTELY BALLISTIC!! “HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! CHANT THE FANS AS LUX BELLATOR AND SOLOMON RHODES TURN TO LOOK AT EACH OTHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!]
[They close quarters, getting in each other’s face. Nose to nose, this former Tag Team and bitter enemies are ready to fight once more! They’re just about to trade blows when BRENT KERSH ATTACKS THEM BOTH WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”… THE CROWD… THEY ACTUALLY BOO BRENT KERSH! They wanted to see that fight and The Enforcer just stopped it. Kersh doesn’t care though and slides to the outside, bringing in yet another ladder. He grabs the original and places it in the center of the ring, picking up the second and balancing it across the top rope and the ladder. There’s a bridge now set up right in the middle of the ring! He reaches down and pulls Bellator to his feet, nailing him with a bunch of right hands as he leads him to the ladder, lifting him atop it!]
[What’s he going to do now? The Enforcer reaches Solomon Rhodes and stands before the ladder. Oh boy… THIS IS GOING TO GET NASTY! HE PULLS HIM UNDER… LIFTS HIM UP AND POWERBOMB! POWERBOMB ON SOLOMON RHODES, ON LUX BELLATOR, ON THE FUCKING LADDER BRIDGE!! HOLY SHIT, IT DOESN’T EVEN BREAK! RHODES BOUNCES OFF LIKE A FUCKING RAG DOLL AND LANDS STREWN ACROSS BELLATOR! FALLING OFF WITH A THUD! JESUS CHRIST! Kersh looks stunned. He decides it’s time to climb the ladder and uses the bridge as a step up to make it half way. He’s exhausted, making the climb! Brent is slowly near the top when Lux rolls off the ladder. Bellator has been busted wide open on his shoulder, but he isn’t giving up!]
[The Light Warrior walks around the ring and starts climbing on the opposing side. What more do these guys have left? Lux swings at Kersh, hitting him as hard as he can, doubling him over. Kersh rests now, his head on the top of the ladder, and Bellator stood opposite. The Light Warrior climbs up to join him. What’s he thinking here!? Lux positons Kersh’s head between his legs, even dragging him up one more rung… DISCIPLE MAKER! HOLLLLLYYYYY SHIITTT! FUCKING DISCIPLE MAKER THROUGH THE LADDER FUCKING BRIDGE! NO! NO! NO! NO! BRENT KERSH HAS TO BE BROKEN IN FUCKING HALF! LUX BELLATOR JUST FLIPPED OVER KERSH AND PILEDROVE HIM THROUGH THE LADDER BRIDGE BELOW! THERE’S BLOOD EVERYWHERE! THE ENFORCER HAS BEEN BUSTED WIDE OPEN AND NEITHER MAN ARE MOVING AMONGST THE RUBBLE OF THAT LADDER!!]
[What will these men put each other and themselves through to win the Invasion Briefcase? The crowd are in such a frenzy that their banging and clapping and chanting echoes throughout our eardrums. They have never seen anything like this in their entire life! Solomon Rhodes now rests at the bottom of the ladder. He starts pulling himself up it, exhaustedly trying to win this thing. It’s slow progress as he limpidly makes his way up top. Can he do it? Rhodes reaches for the case… surely this over, surely this is it! SOLOMON RHODES IS THE INVASION WINNER 2017!]
[BOOM!]
[A thunderous bolt of lightning suddenly shoots from the rafters, NAILING THE BRIEFCASE AND SOLOMON RHODES IN ONE QUICK FLASH! RHODES FLIES BACKWARDS, HITTING THE CANVAS WITH A THUD! OH JESUS! LUX BELLATOR STANDS UP, RAISING HIS ARMS BY HIS SIDE… DID HE JUST!? DID GOD JUST!? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? LUX GRABS THE LADDER AND PULLS HIMSELF UP…. RUNG BY RUNG… AND TO THE CASE! HE REACHES OUT AND UNHOOKS IT! LUX BELLATOR HAS DONE IT! LUX BELLATOR HAS WON THE INVASION MATCH!]
[The bell sounds as Lux laughs sadistically atop the ladder, clutching the case into his chest. He may not have won the Championship tonight, but The Scarecrow had better watch his back! There’s carnage around ringside. What a match!]
THE ANCIENT RUNE
BACKSTAGE
“I’ve made some mistakes,” [he says, clutching the rune.] “But when I found this, everything changed. I needed to find a way to cope with what I’ve done.”
[He pauses, taking a moment.]“I unlocked that cage for Hysteria. I unleashed him upon Smiley and OSW. I wanted revenge so desperately that I was willing to use my greatest enemy to destroy my most recent one.”
[The camera pans out, revealing Mike Lane.]“The monster that killed my partner Alex Reese could become the monster that killed the animal who ended Destiny’s life.”
[He looks down at his black veins and the rune responsible.]“I couldn’t cope with what I did at first. I took my daughter and I escaped. I travelled the world and found this; an ancient rune. It unlocks the darkness from within. I turned Bruce Van Chan into Dr. Sleep so that he could survive his enemies but it wasn’t enough. There was to be no justice.”
[The camera looks up at his face. A shadow slowly begins to cover it, eating away the light.]“But with this, I’ve become the Shadow. With this, I am justice.”
[He fades into the black, only his voice remains.]“And I will endure.”
[What has Mike Lane become?] [Cut.]ONE YEAR LATER
RECORDED EARLIER
“AHHHHHHH! NO! NO!” [He screams.] “NOOOOOOOO!!”
[The sound of screaming echoes. There’s a mixture of voices, some belonging to innocent bystanders, some belonging to a victim. There’s crunches and cracks, likely of bone breaking beneath brutal fist.] [Then silence.] [A bright light illuminates the screen, blinding us from being able to see anything else. It soon fades, revealing an unusual sight.] [Strapped into a chair, his eyes as wild as his hair, an almost feral man sits.] [Bobby Neptune.] [The Star Boy.]“What have you let Earth do to you, Bobby?” [A voice asks from safely behind a glass pane.] “I’ve been watching you and you’ve changed. This isn’t who you are.”
[He hisses.] “I was going to kill him. Why’d you stop me?”“Because you’re not a killer. That’s not who you are. I’m going to fix you, Bobby Neptune. I’m going to piece you back together again. You’re more important than you’ll ever know.”
[Bobby rolls his eyes.]“When you release me from these restraints, I’m going to finish what I started with Bruce Van Chan. I’m going to end him.”
[Silence.]“Where do you think you are, Mr. Neptune?” [The voice responds.] “By all means, go ahead.”
[Suddenly, the metal restraints locking him to the chair unlock. He stands up immediately, rushing over to the nearest window and pulling back the blinds.] [Nothingness.] [The black abyss.] [The final frontier.] [Space.] [His eyes widen and his jaw drops. He never thought he’d be back in the black.]“We’ve a lot of work to do, Bobby. Within a year, you’ll understand your place in the universe. Once we’re done, you’ll go back to Old School Wrestling and fight for good. Earth depends on it. You depend on it. Old School Wrestling depends on it.”
[Cut.]