Live from the Barclays Center

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hello and welcome to Turmoil 160. We're only four weeks away from Wrestlution.
	I know and I can't wait Tom. The road really starts tonight for nine people here as we're about to have four matches.

	... And the winners from them four matches will be apart of the Turmoil future investment match which takes place at Wrestlution.
	It's time to get this show started.

We go live backstage into the office of the Turmoil GM... Ronald Regan.

Regan is with OCW legend Parker Stevens.

Regan: "You gotta do what you gotta do sir. It's been great having you here but I totally understand."

Regan and Parker shake hands. Just before Parker is about to walk out the door. In walks Alex Robinson along with the Butcher.

Alex: "Hi daddy!"

Regan: "I told you I never wanted to see you again. I fired you from Turmoil just like Tiffany fired you from Riot."

Alex: "You see how that worked out for her? Look daddy. Butcher came in here and saved your ass last week when he stepped into fight Dustin. The Butcher wants KD at Lution and if Tiffany isn't going to make that match. Then you are."

The door slams shut as Parker is still in the room.

Parker Stevens: "There a problem?"

Regan: "Hey Parker, seeing as you don't leave until the end of the night. How do you feel about one last match before you go?"

Parker: "Against one eye on the beans and one eye on the toast?"

Parker is looking at Alex.

Regan: "As much as I like that, I was talking about Butcher. You see I can't give you K.Dangelo as that isn't my call but if Butcher wants to fight so badly. Then he can fight Parker in the main event tonight."

Alex: "I thought you were on our side Parker?"

Parker laughs to himself.

Parker: "Bitch please! I can't stand you! Please comeand join Butcher out in that ring tonight. If you do, I promise to hit you with a truth siren and make them eyes of yours go straight."

Parker begins laughing as he opens up the door.

Parker: "See you out there."

Parker leaves as Regan sits down in his chair.

Regan: "You can leave too."

Alex: "I am glad he's leaving, he won't be missed and when he leaves tonight on a stretcher. Just know that you did this him daddy. Isn't that right Ed?"

Alex looks to the Butcher as he takes off his mask and throws it at Regan.

Big Ed then grabs Regan's desk and pushes it. Regan is stuck in his chair as he gets pinned up against the wall. Regan tries to call for help but no one can hear him.

Alex: "If you won't make the match for KD vs Big Ed for Wrestlution. Then you need to quit now before you get hurt."

Big Ed after about a minute finally lets go of the desk. Regan grabs his chest and begins coughing.

Alex: "So sort it out or Parker won't be the only person leaving on a stretcher!"

Alex and Big Ed leave the office, leaving them words to sink into Regan.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I smell trouble.
	Looks like we have our main event. I can't wait for this one.

Loki: Owl God, if you don’t prank call Aries, then you’re TIRED!

Trance: You mean fired?

Loki: FIRED!

Trance: Give me the damn phone!

Trance rolls his eyes and begins dialling. He pauses and looks at Loki, stating quite clearly

Trance: You know you cheated right? You know that my team of satanic lawyers are working on over turning your fraudulent decision.

Loki: The decision was not flatulent!

Trance: That's not…

Trance is interrupted as someone answers the phone.

Trance: Oh, hey Aries.

Loki whispers into Trances ear.

Trance sighs: Is your refrigerator running?

He groans.

Trance: Yes, yes. I know you don't need to catch it. Hold on.

Trance covers the mouthpiece as a giggling Loki gives him more commands, this time on a piece of paper. Jacob begins reading from it.

Trance: Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, upon this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war… Hold on…

Trance sighs again.

Trance: Loki… That is the Gettysburg address… What is even the point to all of this crap?

Trance hangs up and just stares.

Trance: Fire me. Do it. If you fire me I’ll tell you where the Magical Trolls live…

Loki seems to be considering this proposal, despite the fact, legally, he can’t fire anyone.

Loki: I shall have to consult…

Loki pauses, taking a deep breath.

Loki: THE DEVICE!

Loki’s eyes open wide as he pulls out what appears to be a rock and sets it down on the table.

Trance: Loki…

Loki: Silence! The device is thinking!

Trance: Loki, the device is a rock. It doesn’t think, it doesn’t act. It’s...it’s a rock.

Loki hushes Trance before stooping down and putting his ear to the rock: Yes, yes. I conquer.

Loki looks at Trance: Next week. You--

Trance: You know if you really loved me, you would prove it.

Loki eyes go wide: Go on…

Trance: If you truly love me you will lose your match tonight!

Loki: Loki can not do that! Loki must---

Trance: Well, I’m just saying....

Loki: LOKI LOVES OWL GOD!

Loki storms off in a howling rage.

Trance: Well that was easy.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
	Look's like Loki is on his way out as his match with Jett is up next.

Loki

vs

Jett Draven

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Like my dude Mugen would say... DUMMIE!!!
	You got to pick your moments to gloat.

Once again we start the scene with Corey Ford sitting in the corner of his hospital room rocking back and forth. It had been a couple of weeks since he had last had any real human contact.

The door to his room opened and Dr Goldluver entered carrying a clipboard, a look of horror painted his face.

Corey: What seems to be the problem doc? can I leave yet?

The doctor fell forward landing with a sick crunch, silhouetted in the doorway was Pyra a most welcome sight for Corey.

Pyra: Hello Corey, you need to wake up.

Corey: Thank god your here, hang on what is this about waking up? And why have I not heard from anyone since Cactus put me here?

Without saying another word Pyra walked out of the room closing the door behind her, the sound of the lock clicking made Corey nervous as he ran to the door and started banging on it.

Corey looked out the tiny window on the door and what he saw shocked him, flames began licking the walls of the nurses station.

Corey: Oh shit shit shit shit.

Corey picked up a bed pan and drove it through the window which shattered, causing the door to blow inwards flicking flames onto the downed doctor who began frying.

Seeing no other option but to jump from the third storey; Corey took it and jumped, the drip attached to his arm ripped out as it caught on the window.

As Corey fell the room he was just in exploded sending debris outwards, the fall felt like an eternity that when Corey hit the ground he jerked awake in a cold sweat and ragged breaths.

Corey looked around and taking in his surroundings, to his dismay he was still in the hospital.

Corey: Ah man it was only a dream. I'd take death over this torture any day.

He climbed out of the hospital bed and walked to the window, it was pitch black outside save for a small trashcan fire that had a bunch of hobos standing around it.

Corey moved away from the window to sit back down on the bed and placed his head in his hands. The camera pans out on the dejected Corey and focuses in on the announce team back at the arena.

Scene ends.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Corey needs to escape.
	I am not so sure about that.

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