Live from TERMINAL 5 in NYC

Jackson Montgomery is wandering around backstage and he looks like he’s on a mission. He storms down the hallway, peeking into every open door along the way. Jackson stops by a few crew members and while we can’t hear what he’s saying, we can the crew members shaking their heads ‘No’. He continues down the hall and enters the catering area where, of course, we see Bill Ding destroying everything he can get his hands on. Jackson approaches Bill like you would a wild dog who’s eating. Bill’s gotten a little more “violent” as of late and since Jackson has had his fair share of violence lately in dealing with Dimsmore, he proceeds with caution. Jackson reaches up and taps Bill Ding on the shoulder.

Bill Ding: DADDEHHHHHHHH! You scared ol’ Ding right outta mah work boots!

Jackson Montgomery: Sorry about that big fella!. I just wanted to ask you if you’ve seen Eerie back here? Or Sophia? Or hell, even Anna Mosity?

Bill Ding wipes the mayonnaise from his chin: Nope. Haven’t seen ‘em. I’ll keep an out for ya though. Why you lookin’ for them?

Jackson Montgomery: I’m more looking for Eerie. That woman really get’s this country boy’s gears turning, you know?!

Jackson smacks Bill on his shoulder causing him to choke a bit on his sandwich, but after a few hacks and gags, he gets it down.

Jackson Montgomery: You’ve a little something on your shirt there. Bill Ding looks down. You know what, nevermind. Thanks anyway.

Jackson leaves the catering area and keeps going down the hall. Upon turning the corner, Jackson runs smack into Lacy Love.

Jackson Montgomery: OH! Excuse me ma’am. I’m sor...oh. It’s just you.

Lacy Love: Hiya Jackie boy. You got a lot of ner...ner...guts running into me like that! You’re lucky myyyyyyy Dimmy isn’t here tonight!

Jackson Montgomery: No, no. no. HE’S lucky he’s not here tonight. While my ribs may be a bit sore from our match at Certified Greatness, if I recall correctly, he’s the one who went through the barricade?

A sour look comes across the face of Lacy Love.

Jackson Montgomery: And if Dimsmore isn’t here because he’s AFRAID of me, then that means you’re a bit unlucky as well, being left all alone.

Jackson reaches up and puts his left arm on the wall beside Lacy. She tries to move, but Jackson puts his right arm up, blocking her path. Lacy starts to get a bit panicked.

Lacy Love: Listen to me you count...count….redneck bastard! You lay one finger on me and Dimsmore will rip you apart and feed you to the Purge!

???: Now, now. Let’s not get crazy here.

The two look to see who has walked up and it’s the Women’s Champion Sophia, Eerie and Anna Mosity. Jackson looks back at Lacy with a smile and backs away from her.

Sophia: Sup, Jackson. I see you've been welcoming Lacy over here to Turmoil.

Sophia: Lacy, I just wanted to reassure you that Jackson won't be laying any fingers on you tonight.

Eerie bellows from behind Sophia: Yea! And not even around or in ya, either you stank bish!

Anna cackles as she and Eerie high five and belly bump.

Sophia: But… I’m here. Which means I can finish what he started.

Sophia turns to Jackson and winks, as she makes a sweeping motion.

Sophia: Sweep, sweep, sweep!

Sophia: Besides, you and I have unfinished business. Luckily for you, you didn't make it much further than your win over me at Ladies Night.

Sophia: So tonight, let me show you what a real Ladies champ looks like.

Lacy Love: Whatever Sophia! You can have your crummy champ- champ- .. Title! I don't need it. But since I'm here, be ready for Round 2.

A smile creeps across the face of Jackson and he lets out a little laugh. He looks back at the girls who are doing the same. As he turns to look back at Lacy, she's slipped out and has started backing down the hallway.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hello and welcome to Friday night Turmoil!
	We're still buzzing after Certified Greatness, what a PPV Tom.

	Indeed Randy. I wonder what Turmoil has instore for us tonight?
	I can't wait to find out and my lady returns tonight as she takes on Lacy in a rematch from ladies night.

	The tension is really bulding between them too as we saw before the show started.
	Hey who's coming out? Can it be?

RD: "My, my, my… What a pleasure it was to be back in the ring in my very own hometown."

RD raises his left hand and looks at it from front and back.

RD: "If there's one thing that's for certain, it's that Blekman caught these hands!! Can you feel a real one, playaz???"

The crowd erupts into cheers. The Hall of Famer grins and then motions for the crowd to settle.

RD: "Now, the real one got to be real with y’all for a second. I got to apologize for coming up short on Sunday. The message was sent loud and clear. Don’t mess with a man’s family. Black and I tore the house down, but he walked."

Rd looks at his bruised hand again and kisses his fist.

RD: "Na b, he limped away after catching this hands. Madison don’t look so upset, i’m sure it ain’t the first time another OCW star spewed in on them pretty cheeks when Dennis wasn’t lookin. What did Matsuda call her? The Whore of Bablyon? I don’t know where Babylon is, but she sure is a whore."

RD smirks as the audience chants ‘Whore! Whore!’

RD: "On a serious note. RD Money. Madison Cox. Dennis Black. Certified Greatness and Baltimore. Don’t get much better than that, son. You people are the real winners."

RD: "I had an entire state, a locker room full of Turmoil stars, and an the OCW universe hoping that i walk away as Champion. Felt great to be in such a big fight. Say what you will about the Bore and the Whore, but they are some of the best parts about this company."

RD: "Turmoil has a bright future. You’ve got great guys here, ya’ll. Certified Greatness showed me I still got it. I still got some big matches left in me. So, I came out here to let you know this ain’t good bye. Greatness will be back this season. Plenty of people I wanna throw hands with. Parker, Jimmy Henry, B-17, Cactus, Butcher, The Ding, and one more time with Blekman."

RD: "The next time I get a shot, I will beat Dennis Black in this ring. Bet on it."

RD: "And to you, Madison… I ain't forgot. I'm still comin for those papers, boo."

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Turmoil better watch out for them HANDS!!!
	The money man shocked us all this past Sunday.

	Women's wrestling returns to Turmoil as Sophia takes on Lacy in a non title match.
	I can't wait.

(Non Title!)

Lacy Love

vs

Sophia (c)

The camera pans to the announce team.

	...
	Sweet Mother of GOD!!!

#Austin Lee stands in the middle of the ring as the stage hand throw him a microphone, catching the microphone without even looking as he continues to gaze out into the crowd. #Austin raises the microphone to his mouth and lowers it spitting out at the crowd and then down on the ring.

A smile growing across his face as the crowd begins to boo #Austin, a small “You Suck” chant begins to break out.

#Austin Lee: Quiet……Quiet……

#Austin smiles as he listen to the crowd boo him as he puts his finger to his mouth to hush them, as he continues to belittle the OCW universe.

#Austin Lee: Awww what did we hurt your feelings Sunday? Did you have your hopes up that Cactus would be able to overcome the odds as he recruited the actual #”True Underdog”…..

#Austin looks back up the ramp towards the locker room.

#Austin Lee: Let me speak slowly for the little king in the back…..True Underdog….Jimmy Henry….

The crowd pops at the mention of Jimmy Henry as #Austin turns his attention back to them.

#Austin Lee: Yes cheer for Jimmy, the man who gives you all hope because if the Jimmy can overcome the odds in this ring maybe you can overcome the odds of your pathetic life….

#Austin Lee: But the fact of the matter is just like Jimmy Henry you will never overcome anything in your lives. Because you all are nothing but entitled sheep who walk around with their hands out looking for someone to take care of them because they are too lazy to do it themselves.

#Austin Lee: But just like Cactus was Jimmy Henry Is just the latest pawn for you all to root for and try to will him on in his battle against us….

#Austin Lee: He is nothing more then the next name to fill in the empty space on the card next to us….

#Austin Lee: We are the ones standing before you who will not break like your false idols will…. We are the ones who stand defiant and spit in the face of each and everyone of you here and laugh as we see you all cry…. We are the ungovernable….We are the uncontrollable…. We are the #Influence…. We are the Cancer…. WE ARE THE UNCONQUERABLE…

#Austin Lee: We are the Invictus here to kill what is left of Turmoil….

#Austin Lee walks over passing B-17 the microphone. #Austin walks over and taking a seat on top of the turnbuckle.

B-17 reveals in the noise of the crowd until he hears a shout of “Cancer”: Cancer? You made me this way....through indifference. Do you remember when I used to fight for you? I do...it makes me sick to remember it.

B-17 considers his next words carefully: Now...silence is my cheer. Disdain is my fuel. I don’t need to win for absolution. And I don’t need to conquer. Immediately anyways. I embrace cancer. I’m the silence. I will fester and bide my time. I’m a virus and I’ve infected Cactus and I refuses to delete him as obsolete. He will play his valiant part, but if you think their is a happy ending, you haven’t been paying attention.

The crowd starts a Cactus chant, B-17 allows it and even joins in: Cactus! Cactus! Cactus! I will kill him eventually. One day he will be little more than a husk, riddled with doubt and fear as tumors choke off his airways. Your failure will be your own one day, but until that day. Think of what I have given you....Hope. You can live like you’re dying Cactus, because you are. You can be free to indulge a life that otherwise you would have been too afraid of! Enjoy your hope for the time being, it’s ironic. You claim to be a motivational speaker yet I’ve given you the greatest motivation in the world, time! Limited time at that!

B-17 motions for Lee to prepare to leave.

B-17: Enough time for Jimmy Henry to stand up for you. Yes, Jimmy. Prostate cancer is coming for you, B.

The screen fades to black as B-17 throws the microphone down as a chorus of Boos begin.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The cancer has spread.
	Someone needs to stop it from spreading before it's too late.

A camera would pan in backstage where Jett Draven throwing a few punches, knees, and low kicks as he loosens up for his upcoming match against B-17. Behind Jett, is a TV monitor following the aftermath of the Sophia and Lacy match. Jett would soon be joined by OCW journalist Stacy Clark as she approached him with a microphone in hand.

Stacy: "Jett, I understand that later tonight you'll take the ring in what will arguably be your biggest challenge since debuting on Turmoil, but do you mind if I get a quick word?"

Jett would slightly shake out his arms to loosen up as he greeted Stacy with a smile.

Jett: "No worries Stacy, take all the time you need. I'm all ears."

Stacy: "Jett, tonight you face off against one of Turmoil top superstars in B-17. It looks as though OCW official are taking note of you and your success as a competitor as the as the competition appears to get stiffer for you each week. Tell me, despite the momentum you have going into this match, are there any nerves at all going up against one current best superstars on the roster?"

Jett would stroke his newly coming in chin stubble as he looked down towards the ground thinking about Stacy's words as she says them before looking back up at her.

Jett: "Not at all Stacy, this is what I've wanted since making my Turmoil debut. To prove and build a name for myself against the best in the world. Nights like these are what fuels the fire inside of me as I develop here in Turmoil."

Jett would turn and look at the camera.

Jett: "So tonight, be ready for a fight B-17 because Jett Dravens gonna bring it."

*Jett would walk off of camera as he headed towards Gorilla Position for his match that's coming up later tonight.*

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Can Jett keep up the momentum tonight?
	He's got to beat cancer in order to do so.

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