PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Sometimes, I think it’s Destiny,” [he says with a head tilt.] “You and me, Michael, this whole situation. I have taken from you, haven’t I? And now you wish to take from me. But you see, I cannot let that happen; I simply will not, let that…. happen.”
[Hysteria strokes her hair, ignoring her muffled screams and pulling away.]“I showed you what I did to Alex Reese out of mercy. You wanted to know where the bodies were buried and I let you dig them up,” [Hysteria stops stroking her hair and pulls it backwards, wrenching her head back.] “But that doesn’t mean I’ve finished adding bodies.”
[With her hair clasped tightly in his hand, the camera closes in. Finally, we can see the woman is Destiny Flint; Mike Lane’s former fiancé.]“I killed your past, I took your present and now if you try to take mine, I will take your future.”
[He laughs maniacally.]“The choice is yours,” [The Mad Mastermind announces.] “What’s your Destiny? Is it the World Championship, or her? She still remembers you Michael; every… single… day.”
[The camera backs away carefully, watching as Hysteria forcefully releases her hair, walking away into the darkness.] [Cut.]MUERTE VS. MIKE ROYCE
SINGLES MATCH
REFLECTIONS
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“There is so much uncertainty in you.”
[A voice echoes through the cavernous building. Hyde’s eyes narrow.]“Can you still feel it? That little impotent voice inside you? It’s so…… unsure.”
[The Horror rises, stepping into the light and exposing his stoned-grimace. His bloodied fists clench tightly.]“All I hear is someone dead still talking. If you’ve seen what I’ve just done, you should know I won’t hesitate to kill you too.”
“No, there’s no question about that. The question I speak of lies behind your beady eyes, it presses against your beating heart. It’s in your face. It’s what waits behind your mask.”
[Hyde quietly searches through the warehouse. His naked feet barely making sound as he paces over the cold, title floor.” [This nonsense you speak? Do you really want such insipid ramblings to be your last words?” [He peers around another corner] “I’d answer that very carefully.]“Ah, but despite the monster you try to be, in spite of the horror chasing me down, you still talk like someone else. It’s that little voice inside.” [Hyde almost pauses] “You see, at Face/Off, we both looked into the mirror and decided we didn’t like what we saw. For me, it was simple….. I didn’t want to be alone. But you?” [Hyde’s search has intensified] “You wanted to keep the world afraid.”
“Do you know why?”
“All I know is I’m going to rip off your limps very soon, and when I do, I’ll make sure you’re beaten to death by your own hands!”
[The voice chuckles, just as Hyde spies something in another corner. It’s reflective.]“No. You see, it’s because you’re afraid. Apprehension consumes you from the inside-out.” [The Horror approaches] “It’s because you know, that behind your muscly mask, deep down you’re just a scared little man in a sweatshirt. Right, doctor?”
[Hyde’s seething, finally coming upon the source of the voice. Obstructed by darkness, Doubt is finally seen, its mask glinting against the faint lights. Hyde reaches for its throat!] [Csssshhhh!] [What? Hyde peers down in confusion, staring at the fresh shards of glass cutting into his flesh. It was a mirror.]“I know what lies behind my mask, Hyde. Soon…… you will finally face what lies behind yours.”
[The Horror listens angrily as the voice dissipates. Lord only knows what he’s going to do next!]THE SHARK VS. DAVID MANSON
SINGLES MATCH
I BELIEVE
BACKSTAGE
“I know that tonight concerns you,” [She says with care.] “And I know that you’re afraid to do the right thing. I know that you feel lost, abandoned and unsure, but I’m here to tell you that it will get better.”
[Tommy lifts his head, looking at her.]“You just have to believe in it, Tommy. You just have to know that by doing the right thing, everything will work itself out in the end,” [she tries to convince him, placing a hand on his shoulder.] “And do you know somethin’?” [Rose asks with a smile.] “I believe in you. I believe in the man you are, not the man he wants you to become. I believe that when push comes to shove out there, whether it’s my hand raised or his, it’ll be because you did the right thing.”
[She stands up, walking towards the door.]“That’s what I believe.”
[With her exit, she shoots Tommy a final glance, nodding at him. When then door closes behind her, Frank Harrison comes out of the bathroom, having heard the entire conversation.]“Do you know what I believe? I believe you’ll do the right thing too, Tommy,” [Harrison asks with a titled head.] “Won’t you?”
[Hawk looks at him, stern, stoic, uncompromising.]“Yes, sir.”
[The pain of that statement can be felt like a shockwave pouring from his very skin; it sends a shudder down his spine. Frank smirks, tapping him on the shoulder and heading back into the bathroom.] [What will Tommy Hawk do?]CODY GREER VS. HYDE
SINGLES MATCH
IT’S JUST BUSINESS
BACKSTAGE
“Not so fast, Royce” [Manson calmly declares.] “We have some business to take care of.”
“No” [Royce shakes his head, looking back at Manson.] “I don’t have any business left tonight. At least not with you!”
[“Hollywood” turns away and is abruptly halted again; this time looking back with a distorted expression of confusion.]“No, I need you Mike!” [Manson responds; a sense of urgency in his voice.]
“You NEED me?” [Royce questions.] “Why me?”
“Because you’re a winner. Because after your victory at Face/Off people are paying attention to you” [Manson says as he pulls himself off the wall and then it a bit more sinister tone.] “They like you!”
[Royce stands in silence, peering hard at Manson before eventually shaking his head with a near disgusted look.]“Nah. You don’t need me” [Turning and walking away once more.] “The Street Rat and the Best Looking Man Alive just don’t belong together!”
[KA-BOOM!!!] [Royce is brought to a prone position as a nearby car EXPLODES into flames with a monster roar. Confusion returns to him as he pulls himself back to his feet only to be startled again by another explosion!] [KA-BOOM!!! KA-BOOM!!! KA-BOOM!!!] [More explosions. One right after the other. Four, five, six, seven cars surrounding Royce exploding into the air. Flames and smoke dominating the scene and all the while David Manson remains calm, almost as if he expected the explosions.] [Meanwhile, Mike Royce has found himself lying on the concrete in cover. He glances around in near panic and finally back to Manson.]“Don’t worry Mike. It’s just business” [Manson prods with a confident tone.] “And Anarchy Rules!”
[Manson turns to re-enter the Tap Room as OSW staff and emergency personnel rush passed him to the parking lot. Sirens are heard in the foreground as Royce remains on the ground gazing at the retreating Manson in doubt.]TOMMY HAWK VS. THUNK
SINGLES MATCH
IN THE SHADOWS
BACKSTAGE
“Vengeance.”
[A dark room, dimly lit by candlelight shows two figures shows two figures sitting with an animated conversation. Despite their conversation, the word seemed to be deeper, bolder and not emanating from either person.]“For ten months, I was poisoned, and I was contorted to a monster. A bloodthirsty creature fueled only by the blood of my victims and those whom I…”
[These words don’t seem spoken aloud. They hover through the air with an aloofness as if it’s being projected from the very mind of the speaker.]“The Doctor may have been dealt with when The Asylum turned on him, but the inducing didn’t stop there. There was always someone to keep me fixated on it.”
[The camera slowly approaches the vent overlooking the room.]“One person who kept that Tonic flowing through my blood and kept me hungry…”
[The picture slowly enters the grate to show the darkened figure of a person, looking into the room very intently. The picture turns back to reveal the two people within the dimly lit room.]“Smiley.”
[Smiley doesn’t even budge as he continues having his conversation with Doubt. The two seem too engrossed in their talks to even notice the third presence watching from the shadows.]“Their blood is on your hands, Smiley. And I will ensure that you will face your day of reckoning.”
[The figure lights a match to show the horrific, grinning new mask of the man formerly known as Axel The Shark and more recently as The Shark.]“So sayeth, The Sharkman.”
KNOCK KNOCK VS. OCEANS ONE
TAG TEAM MATCH
BETTER GAME
BACKSTAGE
“Shit. Sure is quiet out here.” [Cody whispers, quietly sipping his drink] “Where are all the damn deer? This time of year, there should be plenty of ‘ol Bambi ’round. A man’s gotta eat!”
[Greer continues to carefully hunt past the trees before coming to a clearing. There, big as life and twice as tasty, he finally finds a real buck. Its antlers are a wonder, a perfect conversation-starter for The Last Chance Ranch. The animal stands unimpeded as Cody instinctually raises his gun.]“Looks like good things come to those who wait.”
[Supper’s just a trigger-pull away. He puts the deer in his sights, savoring the moment as his finger beings to depress the…… Wait.]“THUUUUUNNKK SMAAAAAAASSH!!!”
[The primal below practically shakes the forest! It kills Cody’s concentration! In an instant, Thunk charges the deer, wrestling it to the ground and quickly applying a deep Sleeper Hold. The animal struggles, knowing its fate.] [Crack.] [The deer’s neck snaps.]“Holy shit!” [Greer rises, amazed at what he just witnessed] “What kind of animal is that?”
[Cody studies Thunk as The King of The Jungle hoists the deer’s limp body over his shoulders. Thunk begins to plod back through the trees, before suddenly stopping. He glances over to Greer, clearly seeing through any camouflage. Thunk then steps over.]“This Thunk dinner. You put ‘shiny spear’ down. Now.”
[Thunk motions to Greer’s gun. Cody had almost forgot he was still holding it; he points it away. Thunk snorts.]“You leave forest.” [Thunk leans in] “Go. You come back when you hunt…… better.”
[Cody almost scoffs at that, guzzling down the rest of his beer. He defiantly crushes the can in his fist.]“Look Nature Boy, that’s my kill you’re carrin’ there! How’s ’bout we share, huh?”
“Thunk no share Thunk’s dinner. You go.”
[There’s a moment of tension before Thunk finally leaves Cody to fend for himself. Greer can’t help but watch in amazement.]“Ya know, maybe I do need to hunt better…… better game, that is.”
[With that, Cody steps back through the woods, unaware that Thunk is still watching his every move from distance.]VIKTOR NORTH VS. MIKE LANE
SINGLES MATCH
KNEEL
BACKSTAGE
“What do you want, Marvolo?”
[Marvolo twirls his mustache as he flashes a smile at BVC.] “Why do you think I want something? I already have everything I need. And after all, when you’re as amazing as Marvolo people just beg to give you things.” [Bruce rolls his eyes and goes to turn away but Marvolo grabs his shoulder and pulls him back.]“I wasn’t finished yet. I meant to say it is my dear friend the king who wants something from you.”
“And that would be?” [Bruce leans back slightly, seemingly annoyed and insulted that Royal would ever send Marvolo to ask for something from him.]
“Simple, I want you to kneel, Bruce.” [Van Chan turns around to see King Royal has made his way into the hallway. He holds a helmet under his arm as he walks towards Bruce, Van Chan now baring his fists as he realizes he’s all but surrounded.] “And I’ll even be kind about it. I want you to kneel in front of me and accept your place as a knight in my court. You betrayed me once before when you refused to give me your gold, but as a benevolent king I will give you this one chance to grovel for forgiveness. I strongly recommend you take it.”
[Bruce sneers as he looks at King Royal before shaking his head.] “I will never bow to a man like you, Nigel. Especially one cowardly enough to send his lackey before himself. Now move, I have some warming up to do.” [Bruce shoves past King Royal on the way to the locker room.] [HELMET TO THE BACK OF BRUCE’S HEAD! VAN CHAN HITS THE GROUND HARD!] [Royal shakes his head, dropping the helmet as Marvolo examines the down and out Bruce.] “It’s King Royal to you. And if you won’t accept my kindness and kneel, then I will make you kneel.” [Royal steps over Van Chan and walks away, Marvolo following soon after.]“That was a great shot Nigel. But some advice from a real number one. Next time, it needs to be to the face.”
A ROGUE MEETING
BACKSTAGE
“Justice.”
[The words are hushed once more as The Sharkman is shown, standing at the end of hall, nearly invisible in the shadows. Walking towards him on the opposite end of the hallway is Smiley who is busy engaged in a conversation with Doubt beside him.]“JUSTICE!”
[Knock Knock stops as the now audible word brings their attention forward. A smile spreads across the lips of Smiley.]“Knock, Knock.”
“Who goes there?”
[The duo laughs at their own joke as they begin to move forward.]“Your day of reckoning.”
[Clink, clink, clink!] [The lightbulbs in the hall seem to explode all at once submerging the room into darkness.] [Smiley welcomes this with a laugh.]“I don’t know who you are, but, if you think a little darkness is going to frighten me, you’re DEAD wrong!”
“No… it’s not the darkness that I’m expecting you to fear.”
[The sound of scuffling is heard as the outlines of Smiley and Doubt turn and try to maneuver through the darkened room.]“It’s what lies within. Stalking…”
[A punch is thrown by Smiley, instrinctively towards the sound of the voice.]“Preying…”
[Doubt throws a punch that misses.]“Looking for an opportunity.”
[A kick connects with Smiley’s face as he’s knocked through a door into the very room they were in earlier.] [Candles are still going as Smiley staggers to his feet. Doubt enters the room and tilts its head slightly as it looks at the wall behind Smiley. The Deranged One turns about with a snarl. He looks at the wall before screaming out in rage before running back into the darkened hallway to find his adversary vanished.] [Doubt just shakes its head as it look on at the wall and sees the emblem emblazoned upon it.] [A shark’s fin with the words…]“The Sharkman.”
STEPHANIE ROSE VS. FRANK HARRISON
SHOWCASE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
ROUND THREE
RINGSIDE
“You’re a strong warrior, little Rose.” [North begins, circling her prone body.] “When we first met, you were weak. I destroyed you with little thought.”
[Rose begins to stir, coming up to her knees. North only smiles at this development.]“When we met again, I was on top of the world. Yet you had grown, and your thorns left me wounded. It was a defeat that I did not suffer lightly. It’s haunted my waking dreams since then. It’s reminded me of the fall I suffered.”
[The Skull Splitter circles his prey as she rises up to her feet. North swoops in to grab her neck and between her legs.]“I ended your dream of victory at Face Off, and now I’m going to finish the job.”
[FALL OF UTGARD! ROSE HAS GOTTA BE DEAD!] [North kneels over Rose, picking her head up by the hair with a sneer on his face.]“You’ve become a great warrior, but I need to show you that I am greater.”
[He drops her head down on the ground before standing to his feet over her unconscious body.]“Don’t deny me this battle, Rose, or you will find out the true nature of Viktor North.”
[North turns to walk back towards the entrance tunnel while the camera zooms in on the fallen form of Stephanie Rose.] [Will she accept the challenge?]RETURN OF THE CHIEF
THE CHIEF’S OFFICE
“Are you confused, nigga?” [He barks, putting his coat on the rack beside the door.] “Because correct me if I’m mistaken but you’re on the wrong show, inside the wrong office, behind the wrong desk.”
[Jake smiles, standing up and vacating the seat for its rightful owner. The Chief casually walks around, opening up his drawer and pulling out a bottle of expensive whiskey.]“I wondered when you’d pay me a visit. What’s the matter, you think I owe you somethin’, is that it? I gave you protection. I gave you a place to hide when you faked your death.”
[Jeckel shrugs.] “And I gave you a company.” [The Chief laughs, finding him humerous.]“Nigga, I plucked you from the streets and kept your ass safe. The fuck you think I owe you? Errol Flint has just been released from prison, did you know that? I’ve spent the last month ensuring every I was dotted and every T was crossed, just in case he wanted this business back.”
“I told you I wouldn’t stay dead, Chief. I told you this day would come. I put Flint behind bars so that he was forced to sell you this business. When I came to you for protection, to get off the streets, I offered you Old School Wrestling as collateral for our exchange. I told you that I would frame him for my murder so that you could buy this company to fund his defence. If you think exchanging an entire company for my protection is a fair deal, you’re not the business man I thought you were.”
[He laughs again.] “Boy, ain’t you a fuckin’ clown after all, huh? That’s exactly why I’m a great business man. You came to me because I’m the most dangerous mother fucker in Miami. If I want you gone, poof, you disappear. You have a habit of makin’ rich enemies, man. You don’t wanna make one of me.” [Jake weighs that up, his head bobbing from side to side as he does.]“You’re right, I don’t. But if Errol Flint is proof of anything, it’s that maybe you don’t wanna make an enemy of Jake Jeckel either. Now what I need, it concerns both of us.”
[The Chief’s head raises, showing him to be listening.] “Go on….”“I need Errol Flint to disappear. Because if I know he and I do, he’s coming. And that spells trouble for the both of us.”
[Both men look at each other, The Chief eventually offering a hand to show Jeckel a seat. The Juggalo turns it around and takes it, sitting on it backwards as we fade out.]HYSTERIA VS. BRUCE VAN CHAN
SINGLES MATCH
PLEASE GO
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Are you alright?” [He asks with consideration, considering last June, she turned her back on him and aligned with James Hunter and her father.] “Did he hurt you?”
“You shouldn’t have come,” [She cries.] “Please go… please.”
[Mike doesn’t understand. He bends down behind her chair, untying her restraints.]“You have to leave right now,” [Destiny this time demands.] “You have to get as far away from here as possible and await his terms.”
[With her restraints untied, he pulls her out of her seat.]“I’m not afraid of Hysteria, Destiny. I’m going to serve him justice from the Shadows and there’s nothing or no-one who can stop me. He was right, did you know that? He took my past when he killed Alex Reese. He took my present when he stole my World Championship. But he won’t take my future, because I’m afraid he was mistaken; you’re not it.”
[Destiny takes a seat in the chair, refusing to move.]“He wasn’t mistaken, Mike,” [She says with tears beginning to well up in her eyes.] “He wasn’t mistaken at all. You need to leave this place. You shouldn’t have come to rescue me. You shouldn’t have tested him. You have no idea what you’ve done.”
[Lane looks at her in confusion, watching as she turns her ahead, unable to look at him.]“Just go.”
[He hesitates for a moment, entirely unsure what to do. Knowing that she won’t leave this place, he has to wonder if Hysteria is controlling her; or her father. Whatever the case, Mike walks towards the door, looks back and knows… there’s nothing he can do here.] [Fade to black.]