A Whole New World
[The arena is filled, but the camera does not begin there. It travels to the back, where Lefty Muggins, Commissioner of Ricochet Pro Wrestling, is walking down the hallway. He has a determined and partially angered look on his face. Without knocking, he opens the door marked simply Daniel James. Daniel James looks up from his computer screen, while Reign steps in front of the desk, blocking any possibly of an attack on. Muggins looks at Reign for a second, before turning toward James]
Lefty Muggins: What the hell are you doing, Daniel?
[James stares at Muggins, bringing his hands together, crossing his fingers together, to look over his hands at James, wearing a poker face, showing no emotion. Before James says anything, Reign grabs Muggins by the arm roughly]
Reign: You will show, Mr. James, some respect.
[Muggins tries to pull away from Reign angrily, but can't break Reign's grip. However, James waves Reign off]
Daniel: It's ok, Reign. Mr. Muggins is the Commissioner, he has an open door policy.
[Reign lets go of Muggins, and Muggins straightens out his shirt, the anger on his face increasing]
Daniel: Now, what do you mean, Lefty?
Lefty: How the hell can you run the show tonight without the referees?
Daniel: I have my ways.
Lefty: Just swallow your pride and let Jack and Mike back. Come on, this can't go on forever, especially now with Hugh gone.
Daniel: Their suspension was only for tonight's show, so they will be back at the next show. I have also reactivated Juan Sanchez from his desk job to being an active referee once again.
Lefty: Sanchez? You've got to be kidding me. You and I both know he's a screw-up in the ring.
Daniel: Which is exactly why he's been sitting at a desk for the last six months, but right now, with Jassman's unfortunate departure from the company, we need to add a new referee, and aren't you all about second chances? This could be his.
Lefty: Fine, but that still doesn't answer what's going to happen tonight. Who's going to officiate the matches? What matches are happening?
Daniel: That's not your concern. You'll have to wait, just like everyone else.
Lefty: Daniel, I've bit my tongue long enough, but over it. You are running this company in the ground. You sign Diamond Mine and then hand him a title shot. Great wrestler, but nobody deserves to just walk into Ricochet and be handed a title shot. I don't care who they are. Cain destroys Jassman last week, and you hand him a title shot. I'm not a fan of Cain, but he more than deserves a title shot, and he didn't need to do something like that to prove it.
Daniel: He showed init--
Lefty: Yeah, I know. He showed initiative. That's bullshit and you know it. You wanted him in the match anyway. Cain is your little errand boy. You can't control Cavenaugh...you can't control Diamond Mine...so what do you do? You point the epitome of chaos inbetween both of them and tell him he can do whatever he wants. It's not control, but it's more than you can get from the other two.
Daniel: So what would you have had me do?
Lefty: Honestly, I would have stuck with Robinson and upheld the title. Put it up in a tournament, because there are a lot of deserving guys in the back that deserve a title shot some of them have been here for years and never gotten one.
Daniel: And in a few months, they'll get their wish at Irish Wake, but for the moment, I'm the boss, and I say what goes. If you don't like that, you know what you can do.
Lefty: If you want me gone, fire me, but for some reason, you haven't done that yet. I just don't know why. You either need me for something, or you don't have the power to fire me.
Daniel: Lefty, let's get one thing clear. If I wanted you gone, you would be gone. Just ask Jassman.
Lefty: And let me be clear. I'm not Jassman.
Daniel: Maybe we'll find out.
Lefty: And I wonder what happens when someone wants to find out how much like Jassman you are.
Daniel: Then that will be a very interesting day indeed. Now if you'll excuse me, we have a show to do. You can stay if you like, but your services won't be needed tonight.
[Daniel stands up and walks around his desk in front of Reign and Muggins. Muggins watches him slowly, as both Daniel and Reign leave the office]

Initiative
Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a
bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter
words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't
affect me
[the crowd turns to the entrance ramp to see Daniel James
and Reign step out from the entrance. The crowd gives him a very mixed reaction,
as they still don't know how to take James]
That's right
Deliverance
of my heart
Please strike
Be deliberate
[James pats Reign on the back and nods to entrance. Reign
shakes his head, but James says something to him, and Reign reluctantly turns
and heads back, leaving James alone to head to the ring by
himself]
Wait
I'm coming undone
Irate
I'm coming undone
Too
late
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm
starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks
so strong
So delicate
[James climbs into the ring, and then is handed a mic by Mark Foster]
Buzz Stone: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this very unusual edition of Crossfire.
Joey Summers: What a second week for me. I didn't think we could top what I saw in my first night here in Ricochet, but it looks like we are off to a good start.
Buzz: We have no clue what is going on here tonight, so we're going to see it unfold at the same time you are, just like right now, where we have Daniel James, the owner of the company, standing in the center of the ring, for who knows what.
Joey: I've seen James at his absolute worst and his absolute best, and if I had to pick one, I think the old Mr. Nobody persona that he liked to show off back in the day, the cold and calculating diabolacle genius is the man we are seeing in this ring right now. The same who fired me at one point of my career. While for the wrestling fan, it will make for some entertaining television, I think every employee here in Ricochet, from the wrestlers down to Mark Foster, has something to worry about.
Buzz: Just ask the referees that.
Joey: Just ask Hugh Jassman, who will probably never step foot inside a wrestling ring ever again.
Buzz: If he can ever walk ever again, but the boss is in the ring, and he's ready to address the crowd.
Daniel James: Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to welcome all of you to Ricochet Pro Wrestling and Crossfire. It is a very special night of wrestling for you, because tonight will not be about wins or losses. It will be about initiative. Those that show initiative will be rewarded, starting with--
*** IT HAS TO START SOMEWHERE ***
*** IT HAS TO START
SOMETIME ***
*** WHAT BETTER PLACE THAN HERE ***
*** WHAT BETTER TIME
THAN NOW ***
[Loud guitars and pounding drums reverberate off the walls
of Wachovia Spectrum as “Guerilla Radio” by Rage Against the Machine fills the
jammed packed stadium. The crowd pops loudly, almost drowning out Guerilla
Radio. A blast of pyrotechnics go off in the entrance way, and the crowd is
momentarily silenced by the explosion. Amidst the smoke of the pyro, a
silhouette appears. Standing in the smoke is a giant of a man, 6’7”, 295 pounds
of pure muscle; his head is to the ground, his hair covering his face.]
Buzz Stone: Daniel James seems less than impressed here Joey….
[James just glares towards the entrance way as the smoke clears from the
pyro. Walking out through the smoke is Diamond Mine, dressed in his trademark
blue jeans and a black, “King of Wrestling” t-shirt. As is standing in the
entrance way, he quickly jerks his head back to remove the hair from his face.
The crowd jumps right back in, showering “The Cornerstone” with cheers. He
immediately shoots a smile directly towards the RPW Owner in the ring, which is
not returned.]
Joey Summers: This Ricochet audience have really adopted
Diamond Mine as one of their own over his short time here in RPW.
Buzz
Stone: The fans may love him, but our Owner is certainly not impressed with this
interruption….
[Diamond Mine pulls a microphone out from his back pocket
and begins to speak, as he makes his way down to ringside. But before his is
able to speak, James cuts him off.]
Daniel James: Just who in the hell
do you think you are coming out here and interrupting me?
Diamond Mine:
Now I am sorry for that boss, I truly am. But you see, I told that Production
Crew of yours you sent to visit me that I was going to host an episode of the
hottest wrestling talk show, The CornerStone, here tonight on Crossfire.
Daniel James: And?
Diamond Mine: And I felt that seeing how you
have instilled a great spirit into tonight’s show, one of impromptu matches and
flying by the seat of our pants, I thought that I would follow in your lead and
have an impromptu edition of The CornerStone, right here, right now!!!
[The crowd pops at the announcement as Diamond Mine walks up the ring
steps and enters the ring.]
Daniel James: And this has what exactly, to do to me?
[Diamond Mine chuckles to himself for a moment, and then answers.]
Diamond Mine: Everything DJ, everything!!!
Buzz Stone: Did he
just call the RPW Owner Daniel James, DJ?
Diamond Mine: Because on
tonight’s episode of The CornerStone, I have scheduled the most important guest
to ever appear on my show……………… You!!!
[A small smile creeps into the
corner of Daniel James’ lips as Diamond Mine pays him a compliment.]
Diamond Mine: Now normally there would be the roman pillars and the lush
carpeting for the show, but tonight it is going to be very real; and very raw.
So tonight there will be no pillars, no carpeting, just me, you and our
microphones.
Daniel James: Let’s just get this over with……
Diamond Mine: Fair enough………. I think it would be fair to say that you
have had a fairly busy past couple of weeks now DJ. I mean you had some tough
decisions to make, and situations to fix here in Ricochet, I would not have
wanted to be in your shoes…..
Daniel James: You have no idea.
Diamond Mine: For a man in your position, who has been around this
industry for ages, I am sure that you are well aware that this industry is just
full of different sayings and beliefs.
Daniel James: Correct.
Diamond Mine: And those sayings and beliefs are what the foundation of
our industry is based on.
Daniel James: Ok………..
Diamond Mine:
Now one of those foundation sayings or beliefs is that the referee’s decision is
final.
Daniel James: I can see where this is going.
Diamond
Mine: Good to hear it, but let’s allow everyone in on what I am thinking here.
At Collision, your referee made a rather controversial decision in upholding the
RPW World Heavyweight Championship after the double pin.
Daniel James: A
decision that got him suspended I might add.
Diamond Mine: Indeed you
are correct, you did suspend him. But did you ever think that maybe Jack
Robinson made his decision based on his in ring experience, something quite
frankly, you simply do not have???
Daniel James: Regardless of his “in
ring” experience, the RPW Rule Book clearly states that in the case of a draw,
as was the case with the double pin, that the title remains with the Champion,
and so he deserves his suspension and Snake Eyes is the deserving Champion.
Diamond Mine: Well maybe if Snake Eyes was the cause of the double pin,
then I could agree with you. But I he was not responsible for my shoulders
getting pinned to the mat, he could not even get his own shoulders up before the
three count, let alone hold mine down.
Daniel James: But your shoulders
were pinned regardless.
Diamond Mine: That is a fact I am all too aware
of DJ, and is the single reason why I have not been demanding for the RPW Title
to be awarded to me since that night. It is unfortunate however, that the same
cannot be said for Cavenaugh. I know that I did not win the RPW World Title at
Collision, but neither did Cavenaugh and that is why Jack Robinson held up the
title, because apparently unlike you, he did not want the RPW Title to be
paraded around by a man who does not currently deserve to hold it!!!
Daniel James: Now I hate Mike as much as everyone else around here, but
it was a draw, plain and simple, the belt remains his!!!
[Diamond Mine
just laughs at James’ ignorance and then continues.]
Diamond Mine: I did
not come out here tonight with the expectation of changing your mind, I know you
well enough to know that once you have made a decision, it is final.
Daniel James: So then why are we here?
Diamond Mine: So the
error of your ways can be pointed out to you in front of the entire World, so
that when the time comes, we can all bask in your short sightedness and your
ignorance.
Daniel James: You better remember who you are talking to
here!!!
Diamond Mine: I know exactly who I am talking to, and I know
that you have no problem firing anyone you want at the drop of a dime. But you
need to be made aware of certain things, like with the RPW World Title, and like
with one “American Terrorist” Sean Cain.
Daniel James: That’s the
“American Nightmare” there DM.
Diamond Mine: Actions speak louder than
words DJ, and his actions from last week speak for themselves, as do yours DJ,
and I do not believe that you even understand the precedent that you set when
you grave into Cain’s demands.
Daniel James: Sounds to me like you are
afraid of the “American Nightmare.”
Diamond Mine: Please DJ……. We both know that is not the
case. But what you do not know is just how much of a slippery slope you are
currently standing on.
Daniel James: Oh really? Why don’t you elaborate
for me then genius!
Diamond Mine: You know something DJ, that is a great
idea, surprising coming from you, but I digress. I just so happened to have a
little show planned for you tonight to further illustrate my point.
[Diamond Mine turns his attention to ringside and more specifically, the
Ricochet ring announcer, Mark Foster, who is sitting on his chair.]
Diamond Mine: Hey Mark, do you think you could come into the ring for a
few moments and help me out???
[Mark turns and looks over at James, who
nods for him to come into the ring, and so he does.]
Diamond Mine: And
bring your chair with you, because I think our Boss over here could use a seat
for this performance.
[Foster slides his chair into the ring, and then
follows behind it. Diamond Mine grabs the chair and sets it up in the corner of
the ring for Daniel, who begrudgingly accepts the seat. Diamond Mine then joins
Foster back in the center of the ring with James looking on.]
Diamond
Mine: Now last Crossfire, all Sean Cain had to do in order to get what he wanted
was to assault Jassman, terrorize him even, ultimately to the point of
unconsciousness. And then after weaseling his way into the World Title Rematch
at Black Monday, he continued his assault on Jassman as the show went off the
air.
Daniel James: What you call terrorizing, I call taking the
initiative!
Diamond Mine: And what you call taking the initiative, I
called painting a target on the backs of every single RPW Staff Member for any
disgruntled RPW Superstar who fells that they have been wronged or are owed
something.
Daniel James: So be it.
Diamond Mine: Well DJ, allow
me to act out my little scene here for you and we will see how this all plays
out.
[Diamond Mine turns to Foster, who has been standing next to
Diamond Mine patiently.]
Diamond Mine: Alright Mark, for this scene you
are going to be our RPW Staff member alright???
[Mark’s face goes white,
obviously not wanting to be involved anymore.]
Diamond Mine: So one of
our players is set, now all we need now is a disgruntled RPW Superstar who wants
something so badly that they will do whatever it takes to get it...........
[Foster’s eyes glare over at James, who is just sitting and watching,
but says nothing.]
Diamond Mine: Now who here tonight could play that
role??? Well it just so happens that I planned ahead and booked myself a second
guest for tonight’s CornerStone……….
*** LESSONS ARE TAUGHT ***
***
MISTAKES ARE MADE ***
*** LEARN TO BEWARE THE BEAST!!! ***
["Beware
the Beast" by Firewind rips through the Wachovia Spectrum as screams from the
crowd abound. "The Genetic Beast" parts the curtains with reckless abandon as he
heads directly for the ring. Leaping up onto the apron, Kennedy holds onto the
ropes and leans his body and head back into a roar that echoes throughout the
whole arena. "The Genetic Beast" turns his head and glares directly at Daniel
James before entering the ring. Kennedy walks over to Diamond Mine and then
shake hands as a sign of mutual respect as "Beware the Beast" fades out.]
Diamond Mine: Welcome Kai, pleasure to have you here………
Buzz Stone: What the Hell!!!!
[Kai does not even give Diamond
Mine time to respond as he jumps into action as he grabs Mark Foster by his
collar and lifts him a good foot or two from the ground. Foster begins to scream
for help from his boss, but James does not react and remains seated in his
chair.]
Diamond Mine: Well now that all of our players are in place,
let’s see how this little scene plays out....... Now Kai Kennedy, I recall
hearing some rumors that you were unhappy about something here in Ricochet, so
is there anything you want from Mr. James here???
[With a smile on his
face, Kennedy answers.]
Kai Kennedy: I want what was promised to me when
I returned to Ricochet……….. I want a shot at the WWA World Title!!!
Diamond Mine: And just exactly are you willing to do in order to get
that shot???
Kai Kennedy: Whatever is necessary!
[As the words
leave Kai’s mouth, Mark Foster begins to wimper incoherently]
Daniel
James: Pathetic!
[James stands up from his chair and speaks.]
Daniel James: Do you honestly think that any of this was going to work?
I know for a fact that neither of you have what it takes to actually carry out
this little show off toughness………..
[Smiles across the face of DM and
KK. At this point, Kennedy puts Foster down, and Foster, embarrassed, bolts from
the ring and to the back. Diamond Mine turns and looks at Kennedy as he speaks.]
Diamond Mine: DJ, I told you from the start that this was just a quick
scene, a demonstration of what could happen to any one of your employees after
your actions from last Crossfire. Kai and I have too much integrity to get what
we want this way. You see DJ, if there is something that either of us wants, we
are going to come out to this very ring and we are going to earn it. BUT, I
cannot say that is true for the rest of your roster, and I can certainly say
that it is not true for Sean Cain........
[Diamond Mine, without
hesitation, and mere moments after finishing speaking, drops his microphone and
executes his Devastator, but his foot stops just short of DJ's chin.]
Kai Kennedy: Just realize how slippery of a slope you are on James,
because the target of someone’s initiative could even end up being you; so you
may want to re-evaluate what you have done, or else I would watch your back. Be
careful what you ask for James because you just might get it!!!
[Daniel
James is taken aback as Diamond Mine slowly and deliberately pulls his foot away
from James’ chin. “Guerilla Radio” plays once more as Kai Kennedy and Diamond
Mine leave the ring and head to the back, while RPW Owner Daniel James is left
speechless in the ring.]
Son of The Dark Knight
Heather's Nightmare
[We return from commercial to Heather Hoover standing
backstage with “The American nightmare” Sean Cain.]
Heather: I’m here
with… [Cain places his hand over her mouth.]
Cain: They all know who I
am. Just stand there and hold that microphone like the good pieces of ass you
are before I make you do the same thing you did to get this job. You see all
these people know that I am the only reason they spent their hard earned cash to
be at this show. And for all those people I have only one thing to say. Welcome
to Philadelphia motherfuckers!
[He smirks knowing the response he just
got from his hometown crowd.]
Cain: But now to business, “The American
Nightmare” is here to give someone a painful wrestling lesson. So Daniel, you
power hungry son of a bitch, get whoever you want to step through those ropes
with me. Because the entire wrestling world knows, that Philadelphia is the most
hardcore wrestling city in the United States. And I am the most sadistic son of
a bitch in RPW. While Stewie Franchise is pissing himself, I’m ready to fight.
While Heaton is wondering why he fucking sucks, I’m ready to fight. And you know
why Heather?
[He moves his hand away from Heather’s mouth.]
Heather: Because you’re the American Nightmare?
Cain:no
Heather: [looking confused.] Then why?
Cain: Because I’m the
next World Heavyweight Champion, you stupid herpes infested slut. So why the
rest of you fuckers from the Jurassic Champ to the so-called King of Wrestling
are worried about having a match tonight, [he smiles.] I’ll be sitting back here
wailing on Daniels to once again put his only Franchise player in a match.
Because Philly want to see their hero make someone bleed. God Bless the American
Nightmare. [he turns his head to Heather.] You’re dismissed.
Something Funny Happened on the Way to My Title Shot
[Johnny Royal and Adam Heaton walk through the back, still celebrating Royal's victory. The two men round a corner, and suddenly, Royal's face is smashed with a cream pie. Both men stop dead as Royal clears the pie out of his face, seeing Funnybone, holding his mallet, laughing maniacally]
Adam Heaton: What the hell, man?
[the question doesn't get Funnybone to stop laughing. Instead, he just turns and walks up the hallway, dragging the mallet behind him, leaving Royal and Heaton staring at him. Royal turns to look at Heaton, pie dripping off his face. Heaton looks at him, and can't help but to giggle]
Johnny Royal: It's not funny.
Adam: It's a little funny.
[Johnny laughs a little too, as the two start heading to their lockerroom]
Johnny: Oh maybe a little.
Adam: Still, he's starting to creep me out just a bit.
Johnny: Yeah, me too.
Adam: You still think this whole Fight Club thing is a good idea!
Johnny: With the lot in this fed, absolutely.
Adam: Alright, just remind me not to let him help me celebrate victories, because I can do without pies in the face.
Johnny: At least it's something tasty.
Adam: Thank god for small favors.
Welcome to Philadelphia, Motherfucker!
God shed His grace on thee….
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
[The entranceway is bombarded by Red, white, and Blue pyrotechnics as the lights in the arena slowly dim giving the explosions a more prolific effect. As the last explosion fades out, as the sound of guitar intro of "Great American Nightmare" by Rob Zombie fills the arena.]
Dig deep down from Planet X, yeah
Thirteen ghosts in
the devil`s head
Step right up and feel the fire
Hardcore love of the
never dead
Buzz: Oh my god, here we go. "The American Nightmare" Sean Cain has entered the arena!
Joey: He stated just a little while ago, that he wanted someone in the ring tonight, and after what he did last week, I wonder if there is anyone...anyone at all, who will take him up on his offer?
[He opens the curtain a slowly steps through it letting his eyes peer from under the American flag covering him to the ring. He then takes his left arm pounds his chest and before raising it slowly in the air. The fans begin to boo him heavily as red, white, and blue pyros shoot up in front of him. With the patritotic flames in place, he steps through the them and begins to make his way down the ramp like a man possessed stopping here and there to berate or flip off a fan.]
Call me the American nightmare
Call me the American
dream
Call me your soul corrupted
Call me everything you need
[Sean Cain circles around the ring and stops at the ring opening. The fans are on their feet hoping to be able to throw something at him without security catching them. He steps through the ropes getting a loud reaction from all those who hate him in the crowd. He doesn’t care about any of it, he just stands there in the middle of the ring with his arms folded looking at everyone with great disdain.]
Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah,
motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah
[He heads over to the farthest corner, grabs the top
rope with both hands squats down to stretch his arms and legs.]
Black boots
stomp and penetrate, yeah
Lust and death gone in your head
Rat pack mind
degenerated
Thirteen ghosts sing the body red
[Now prepared for action he drops his coat outside the ring, crutches down in the corner, holding onto the top rope with his right hand staring up the ramp waiting for someone to step through the entrance]
Call me the dark intruder
Call me the haunted sea
Call me your Monster Zero
Call me anything you need
[As the music fades at the end of the previous verse, the crowd is booing him loudly]
Buzz: There's nobody stupid enough to take Cain on. Last week, to prove a point, he put Jassman in the fucking hospital. Cain has been more sadistic than he ever was when he was just Ezekiel.
[suddenly, the crowd goes crazy as a man steps out from the entrance]
Joey: Oh my god...oh my god...
Buzz: Look who just stepped out onto the ramp!
Joey: It's Michael Cavenaugh...the World Champion...a man that doesn't back down from any fight.
Buzz: And the crowd just realized who they were cheering for, but Cavenaugh may have found the one guy that is hated across this business more than he is.
Joey: And Cavenaugh is heading down to the ring!
Buzz: What the hell is either of these guys doing though? They are just weeks away from what will sure to be a gruelling triple threat match between themselves and Diamond Mine. Why are they risking injury tonight?
Joey: Because both of these men like to fight, and that's exactly what they are about to do!
Buzz: Oh my god...Cavenaugh just hit the ring...he takes down Cain!
Joey: The two are trading blows on the mat. Cain just pushed Cavenaugh off of him, and they are back on their feet.
Buzz: Hard right hand by Snake Eyes, but Cain answers back. It's Cain's turn to take Cavenaugh down, as he drives him to the mat.
Joey: Cain is reigning down punches to Snake Eyes...no...Snake Eyes pushes Cain off. The two are back to their feet....blows are being handed back and forth. Snake Eyes rakes Cain across the eyes.
Buzz: Snake Eyes has the advantage now. He has Cain into the corner, and is bringing down forearms across Cain's chest.
Joey: No, Cain just raked Cavenaugh across the eyes. Vicious knee to Snake Eye's head. Snake Eyes goes down.
Buzz: He's getting out of the ring. Snake Eyes has had enough of Cain already, but Cain isn't ready to see this one end yet.
Joey: Cain is out of the ring...walks right into a trap by Snake Eyes. He just sent him head first into the ring post. See, Snake Eyes was just taking the fight to a different level. He's never going to back down from a fight.
Buzz: Then this fight isn't going to end until one of them is dead, because we know James isn't going to send security to break it up! Wait...what's the crowd buzzing about?
Joey: Look who just walked out onto the ramp. It's Diamond Mine! The third man in this World Title match at Black Monday.
Buzz: What the hell is he doing with a steal chair?
Joey: I think he's about to join in on this fight, and he brought some extra....no....wait a minute...he's stopped half way down the ramp. He's setting up the chair? He's having a seat!
Buzz: Diamond Mine didn't come down here to fight. He came down here to watch. Brilliant move on his part, because now he can see his two opponents tear themselves a part.
Joey: And tear each other apart they can, because Cain just got slammed head first right in front of us into the ring post again, and I think Cain maybe bleeding slightly after three blows like that.
Buzz: Cain just answered back with an uppercut double ax handle. What a powerful move that was, because Snake Eyes was just knocked back to our table. This is getting a little too close for comfort for me.
Joey: My god, Cain grabbed Snake Eyes, and slams him into the ring apron, but he's not stopping there. He just tossed him into the guardrail. Snake Eyes is on his knees...
Buzz: My god, another vicious knee to Snake Eyes's head. Snake Eyes is out of it from that blow, and now Cain isn't the only one who's busted open, because after that kneestrike, Snake Eyes now has blood on his face as well.
Joey: Oh my god, Snake Eyes just rushed Cain, and he takes him to the ground again. He's hammering him with blows, but Cain turns him over, and it's his turn with more strikes.
Buzz: They're fighting back to their feet. Both men are sending blow after blow to the other. Cain rolls back into the ring, and Cavenaugh follows right behind him.
Joey: Oh, hard kick by Cain to Cavenaugh as he gets to the ring. Cain picks Cavenaugh up. Sending him to the ropes....
Buzz: Oh...spinebuster by Cain! And Cain doesn't stop with that...he's stomping on Cavenaugh. Over and over.
Joey: Snake Eyes is fighting back to his feet. Oh my god, look at that right hand he just connected with. It sent Cain reeling backwards.
Buzz: What the hell?! Security is rushing down to the ring! I thought James wasn't going to have security come out for anything tonight!
Joey: I don't think James is sending them...Lefty Muggins just came out onto the ramp.
Buzz: Look at Diamond Mine's face. Security almost just run over him on their way down to the ring, and now security is in the ring, and is trying to seperate these two wrestlers! Muggins should just mind their own business and let them fight.
Joey: Muggins is smart. With these two wrestlers, they will literally fight until one or both of them is injured. While it may not be as exciting, nobody wants to see them hurt.
Buzz: Security can't control them. They're breaking free and still going after each other. Neither man backing down.
Joey: There are a dozen security guards in the ring, either trying to get ahold of Cain or Snake Eyes, or standing between them. I think they just regained order in this match, and they're dragging Cain from the ring.
Buzz: Security just realized that Diamond Mine is up the ramp though.
Joey: And he just stood up, and is staring at Cain, a little smile on his face. Cain just went after Diamond Mine!
Buzz: No, security has him. Now there are security standing between him and Diamond Mine!
Joey: The Commissioner has a mic! What is he going to say?!
Lefty Muggins: Ladies and gentlemen, as of late, I have been a lousy Commissioner. You have deserved better out of me.
Joey: What's he getting at?
Buzz: I think he's taking James's out, because it sure sounds like a goodbye speech to me!
Lefty: I have been wrestling since the 80s, and I have never backed down from a fight. Until lately. Daniel James is no longer the man I came to respect months ago. I made excuses. Saying he had a bad day...a bad week...a bad month. And I've let things go, and I have backed down from the way he does things, even when I felt they were unfair. I sat back and watched him fire David Dunn. I sat back and watched him refuse to negotiate with Bryan Willett. I sat back and watched him fire Christian Maurier. I sat back and watched him try to bully Kai Kennedy into backing down. But no more!
Joey: This isn't a goodbye speech, Buzz. This is a "Come to Jesus" speech! Because it sounds like he's not going to take James's shit anymore.
Lefty: I've seen James make the World Title his own personal play toy. He offers Cavenaugh up to Cain, screwing them both out of a match that deserved better, only to throw Cain into the match between Cavenaugh and Mine. He brings in Diamond Mine, and in his very first match here in Ricochet, he gives him the World Title shot. Diamond Mine is one of this sports most decorated superstars, but he has done absolutely nothing in Ricochet. When you let someone who has done nothing in our fed, and give them the World Title shot...a title that is supposed to be the biggest thing we have...it tarnishes that title...it slaps the face of every man in the back who has been here and deserves that same shot. When you take a man like Cain, who, like him or not, has earned a title shot, and jerk him around, and only give him the title shot after he puts a man in the hospital...you tarnish that title...and it slaps the face of every man in the back who have played by the rules and tried to earn their title shots.
Buzz: Strong words by our Commissioner, and neither Cain nor Diamond Mine nor Cavenaugh seems to like where this is heading.
Lefty: I'm tired of seeing the World Title being taken for granted, just because we have an owner that likes to use wrestlers as pawns in order to get his rocks off. It is time to end that.
Buzz: What the hell is he about to do?
Lefty: Now, I can't change anything that James has already done. Whether I like it or not, Diamond Mine and Cain, you are in the World Title match. None of you three deserve to be part of this political power struggle, but like it or not, you three are a part of it, and I'm going to make sure that when your match ends at Black Monday. There will be no controversy. No flukes. No possibility of a draw. And only one man walks away as the victor!
Joey: What is he about to do?
Lefty: By making the World Title match at Black Monday, Ricochet's first ever...LADDER MATCH!!!
[the crowd goes absolutely nuts at this announcement, as the three wrestlers don't seem to mind it at all]
Joey: Oh my god....Ricochet's first ladder match. That's huge!
Lefty: Now, after tonight, I have no doubt that James will do everything in his power to try to get rid of me from Ricochet Pro Wrestling, but if I'm going out, I'm going out with a bang. James has talked about initiative, but what he fails to realize that true talent, shows initiative every single night. By stepping into that ring every opportunity, and putting their best match on, win or lose. That is initiative. One night does not show initiative. Try 20 nights...try 40 nights...try 100s of nights. Coming out to this ring, without whining or complaining, and giving the crowd your absolute best. To me...that is initiative. Not signing a huge contract. Not attacking a helpless man. You show initiative by taking the World Champion to his absolute limit....and then getting right back into the ring, and going after him again. You show initiative by wrestling in the most hardcore environment and walking out with the Cannibal Cup. You show initiative by accepting a fight when you could have sat back in your lockerroom and taken the night off. However, there are people in this lockerroom that have showed initiative every since night one of stepping into Ricochet Pro Wrestling. They have done so without demands. Without cheap shots. They have worked their matches, and let their actions speak in the ring, not on the mic. There are people in the back that deserve a title shot just as much, if not more, than some of you standing in front of me. And I'm about to reward one of them.
Buzz: He's not going to do what I think he's going to do?
Lefty: I'm adding a man to this match that has shown initiative since they first stepped foot into Ricochet Pro Wrestling over a year ago!
Buzz: He can't.
Lefty: A man who has put on some of the most exciting matches in Ricochet history....and he has never once had a World Title opportunity.
Buzz: No.
Lefty: And that man is...
Joey: Yes.
Lefty: Adam Heaton!
[the crowd goes absolutely nuts, as the looks of the three superstars in or near the ring is priceless. Their faces drop. None of them happy with the addition to a fourth man to this match, but the crowd feels the opposite, as one of their absolute favorites was just entered into the World Title match]
Lefty: And if that is my last thing I do here in Ricochet Pro Wrestling....then I end on a good note!
[the crowd continues to cheer, as Lefty nods toward the three wrestlers, and turns, leaving the arena, leaving the three wrestlers with pissed off and angry looks on their face]
Huh?
[the camera goes to the back where Johnny Royal and Adam Heaton are standing in the dressing room, both staring at the monitor. Heaton's mouth is slightly open at the announcement]
Johnny: You just got a World Title shot.
Adam: I know.
Johnny: You're taking on Cavenaugh, Cain, and DM.
Adam: I know.
Johnny: And?
Adam: I don't have the first damn clue.
Johnny: That was how I felt my first time too.
Adam: Great.
Johnny: Yeah.
Adam: I just have one question.
Johnny: What's that?
Adam: What the hell is a ladder match?
Initiative III
[Lefty Muggins walks through the hallways, a little smile on his face after what he just did. As he rounds a corner, he stops cold, seeing Daniel James and Reign moving toward him.]
Daniel: You son of a bitch!
Lefty: Save it.
Daniel: How dare you screw with what I planned?
Lefty: You know what, Daniel, it's about time someone buggered your plan up. Maybe you'll think next time before you bugger someone.
Daniel: You're fired!
[without missing a beat, Lefty swings his left hand, connecting James's jaw. James instantly falls backwards, only avoiding hitting the ground by Reign catching him]
Lefty: It was worth it!
[Lefty starts to walk again, but stops, looking down at James]
Lefty: How's that for initiative for you?
[Lefty walks past him, and disappears around the corner, while James holds his chin in pain]
End of Show