Live from TERMINAL 5 in NYC

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hello and welcome to the final Turmoil of 2016!
	What a show we have instore for you tonight!

	There were some visa problems and sadly, Juice could not be here tonight so his debut match is being postponed.
	Well, aint that a shame. I was looking forward to that one.

	We still have a great night instore for everyone and I am being told we're kicking things off with the watering hole.
	I can't wait and let's not forget the perfect circle match coming up in our main event later tonight!

Cactus enters the ring without the classing Watering Hole set-up. Replacing the bar and stools are a large recliner, a chaise lounge and a small love seat. A small table with a half filled wine glass and small plant are next to the recliner.

Cactus: You must excuse my abrupt and stern seriousness tonight.

Cactus has a seat in the recliner and places a pair of small reading glasses on his face before crossing his legs and sitting back.

Cactus: Tonight is a very special night on the Watering Hole as my guest is someone that we all know well. Or, at least we used to know well.

Cactus: I’ve staged a bit of an intervention tonight. A way to possibly help an old friend. Tonight I am going to...

Cactus: Men.

Cactus nods to his two ‘guest’.

Cactus: Big Ed… err, Butch or whatever the hell your new name is.

Leon: This MONSTER is to be referred to as "THE Butcher”.

Cactus: Anyone ever told you how creepy you are?

Leon: Excuse me???

Cactus: Look, even though you both look like you are ready to pillage a village, I want you both to be comfortable. My guest on the Watering Hole are always put first and foremost. Welcome to the first ever “Cactus Counseling Club”.

Cactus: I’ve replaced my normal set-up with this, well, comfortable couch setting so that the “Butcher” can relax as I ask him a few questions.

Leon: What in the hell are you doing here?

Cactus: Hey, I am just trying to help an old member of the Club…

Leon: THIS is the BUTCHER! Ed is no more. We are only here tonight because I couldn’t make it to Riot and the Butcher here… Well he just wants to beat the holy S**T out of you!

Cactus takes out a small pocket watch and places it in front of Ed’s face.

Cactus: I need you to look at this watch and listen to my voice.

Butcher just stands there as he doesn’t acknowledge his old friend Cactus.

Leon: This is STUPID… Your show is STUPID!!!

Leon clicks his fingers, the Butcher then smacks the watch out of Cactus's hand and then proceeds to put a foot right through the black chaise lounge before tossing the love seat out of the ring.

Cactus, standing in his now wrecked Watering Hole ring, is looking around at the wreckage.

Cactus: So you’re saying that you won’t participate?

Leon: Participate in what? These STUPID games of yours? I got an idea, why don’t we clear the ring. Then when the Butcher here breaks your jaw. Then we will see if you’re still laughing then!

Cactus has a seat back in his recliner, the only standing piece of furniture left in the ring. He has a quick sip of wine before getting on with his ‘interview’.

Cactus: Alright, alright. No need for all this hostility. So how did this all happen? How did we get where we are today?

Leon: Let’s see, you asked us to be here...

Leon points to the Butcher.

Leon: The Butcher decided he wanted to pay you a visit. You see. The Butcher want’s to look at the fear in your eyes Cactus. He wants you to know that he is coming for YOU and the rest of your STUPID CLUB! He’s going to take you out one by one, until there are none of you left to break and tonight… That starts with you Cactus!

Cactus: So am I reading this right, Leon? Could you not find anyone to follow you, so you had to kidnap and brainwash a member of someone else’s team?

Leon: I didn’t have to brainwash anyone. The Butcher has been carrying the whole of the club on the back of his shoulder for months. I just helped him to see the truth… What a pathetic bunch of STUPID IDIOTS the lot of you are!

Cactus: I am going to tell you the truth…

Cactus stands up and puts his things aside.

Cactus: I am pretty tired of these head games you are playing. Why don’t you step in this ring and let me beat some of my frustration out of you?

Leon: You’re not worthy of fighting me. Besides I have bigger fish to fry come Devils Night where I have to defend the North American championship. But it looks like you’re ready to fight and the Butcher here. He doesn’t have a match tonight.

Cactus: Wait…

Cactus: That guy?

Cactus looks around at the crowd who has begin to chant ‘You can do it! You can do it! You can do it!’.

Cactus: You’re on freak. Maybe this way I’ll knock some sense into you.

Leon: I wouldn’t do that if I were you.

Cactus: It's showtime Butch!

The Butcher steps forward to get in Cactus face. It looks like the two are about to go at it when...

Leon: Not now Butcher. Let’s do this later… In the ring!

The camera pans back to Tom and Randy who are on commentary.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Looks like we're off to an exploding start already!
	This is going to be an awesome show!

	Our first match is coming up shortly where the man that built this city with his two bare hands takes on...
	The new guy... Jet Draven!

Bill Ding

vs

Jett Draven

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Turmoil is where it's at!
	This is true!

The scene opens with Dennis and Madison standing outside of their dressing room. Dennis turns to the most downloaded woman in OCW history who looks especially ravishing this evening.

Dennis: Why aren't we with Rev Inc tonight?

Madison: Because we don't need any distractions tonight my sweet.

The Queen of Cox flashes as a smile as dimwitted Dennis Black becomes flushed. Madison opens the door to their dressing room, revealing several of Jack’s Vietnamese fishermen, dressed in matching red jumpsuits, kneeling in hushed silence as they enter the room.

Dennis: Why are they here??? I thought you said no distractions!

Madison: Distraction? These men aren't distractions. They're the last line of defense for the Kingdom. As for the jumpsuits, it's because our royal armor is still being made.

Dennis: You're getting them armor?! Where?

Jack: In China my friend! Less regulation there, no government red tape. Lives are worth.... let's just say less in the Orient.

Dennis and Madison turn around to see Gentleman Jack standing in the dressing room doorway, flashing his twelve dollar smile.

Dennis: Now he's here??? He's the biggest distraction on the show!

Madison: Please, Jack. Come in and close the door behind you.

Jack entered the dressing room and closes the door behind him. As Dennis whines, Gentleman Jack's attention turns to Madison's tits.

Jack: I dunno champ, I'm looking at two pretty big distractions right here.

Madison, annoyed at the slight but happy with any attention she gets, forms a scowl on her face.

Madison: Kneel.

Jack: My night just got ten times more interesting.

Jack kneels before the Queen, eager to please the leggy bombshell with whatever s&m torture she has in mind. Instead, Madison begins a thrown together ceremony with questionable sincerity.

Madison: Jack, in honor of your service to the Crown, you are hereby anointed...Captain of The Queen’s guard, Captain Jack.

Jack: That's gimmick infring...

Madison: Don't interrupt me.

Jack: Sorry. I'm a bad boy. I should be punished. When do we get to the punishment?

Dennis rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed.

Dennis: Stop. All of this. Just stop it all right now.

Jack snaps back into reality, apparently forgetting Dennis had been there.

Jack: Holy shit, you're still here?

Jack remembers who he's speaking too and changes his tone.

Jack: I mean you're right champ! No distractions! Isn't that tonight's theme?

Madison: That's right Jack. Tonight we begin the final push against the Skwad so that the most important man in OCW can focus on more important matters. Captain Jack, you and your elite unit have your first mission... at Devil's Night you are to bring me the mask of the butcher, and slay the savage known as Malu.

Jack: No problem. Want me to rob Fort Knox while I'm at it? Or maybe build you a rocket ship to the moon! Would you like that your highness? A rocket to the moon? You want me to demask the Butcher and slay the former Turmoil Champion? Christ Madison, why don't you just ask me to make Pugh eloquent while you're at it?

Madison: I don't like your tone.

Jack: And I don't like suicide missions. Or Filipino nurses.

Madison: But you can do this! Remember, you have God on your side now! You have the entire thrust of the Black Cox Kingdom behind you.

Jack: Ok, I like playing dress up with you in make believe land here, but let's have a quick reality check. “The Butcher” is a goddamn monster Madison. The little twit Leon took a 7ft tall racist and removed the tiny, and I mean freakin miniscule filter of morality he had. He isn't human woman! He's an undead animal. Let's just remember him for the gentleman he was on move on.

Dennis: I thought you had balls.

Jack: Balls?! It's the Butcher and Malu! Remember Malu? The freakishly evil Samoan strong man that made your life a living hell for three months? That Malu? You want us to beat the most demonic force Turmoil has ever seen on a night dedicated to the Devil himself??? That's your plan?

Madison, growing annoyed at the cowardice of her guardian, decides to play her ace in the hole.

Madison: There's a fat housewife in it for you.

Jack: Well hell woman, why didn't you say so?

One of the Vietnamese Guardsmen, who has stayed silent this whole time, accidentally sneezes.

Madison: No sneezing!!! I will not have a display of this lack of self control in my presence! You're a professional now!

Jack looks at Madison with concern in his eyes.

Jack: Is Tang ok?

Madison: He's in timeout. He kept complaining about how he wants food and sleep. I mean seriously Jack, the thought was touching but as far as slaves go, you really pulled a Smythe.

Jack: That hurts. I don't want my Hall of fame status to be more of a sham than the other Jack on Turmoil…

Dennis: Yea that was pretty mean, Madison. Jack actually draws.

Dennis blinks: Wait what? Slave?! You said he was a make a wish kid!

Jack: Totally is…………………..n’t.

Madison: Enough!

Dennis and Jack return their attention to Madison.

Madison: Jack, I have faith in you and your unit-

Jack: Ohhh yea-

Madison puts a hand up: Just no. Put Dustin, The Royal Viet fishermen, and Abbot on look out. Pugh is to be taken out if he so much looks at the arena. If he some how gets in, I need to know immediately. He won't have any say in Dennis’s attempt at making history tonight. Now, please go. I look forward to seeing the mask of the Butcher removed.

Jack frowns and leaves the room, with the Vietnamese red jump suit wearing men following behind him. Once they were alone, Madison looks back to Dennis and pulls him closer to her by tugging on his pant pocket. She looks up to him, trying to speak as softly as she possibly could.

Madison: What can I do to ease your mind before the Perfect Circle? I'll do anything...and I mean anything. Just say the word, My King.

Dennis: ...Anything?

Madison stands on her toes to whisper in Dennis’s ears.

Madison: ...Anything….anywhere.

Dennis: ……..

Madison: ……

Dennis: …………..I’m ready.

Madison: ……...Good. I've been there for a few weeks now.

Suddenly, Ginger bursts into the dressing room, startling the two. Madison quickly steps away from Dennis and approaches Stephen who appeared to be out of breath. He also had a limp from his ass beating last week.

Madison: A ginger without manners, not surprising. This better be good.

Stephen: Some of your fishermen are being loaded up into an ambulance. A man in a fanny pack took them out…

Madison: come on, Ginger. Let's go. Show me where.

She looked back to Dennis and apologized before leaving. The Champion sighed loudly as the scene ended.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Could this be the last night we see the champion Dennis Black on Turmoil!
	The real question is, will Dennis Black still be the TV champion after tonight?

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