Live from the Barclays Center

The scene opens with a close up on a pair of dangling keys. As we zoom out, viewers get a glimpse of Our Humble Hero, Dennis Black. Turning the doorknob quickly without a care, he entered the dark dressing room, locking the door behind him.

Leaving his keys in a bowl next to the door he walked towards the small dining area that only the highest of caliber stars are afforded. When he came next to the leather couch the sight in front of him stopped Dennis in his tracks.

There she was, fast asleep with her iPad and picture frame hanging from her hands. Taking the iPad away he observed her chest rise and fall as her eyes danced behind her eyelids. The picture was from the Fourth of July Revolution Inc. party. Even KD was there! Simpler times. He shook his head and Turned to walk to the kitchen area.

Only then he noticed the set table, the melted candles and the vase holding two red roses. His eyes narrowed.

Dennis: How did she even get in here? I should call security.

Dennis sends a text to the head of security at Barclay. Trying his best not to disturb the sleeping woman, he miscalculated the distance of the table, loudly banging his foot in the leg causing the woman to stir and open her eyes. Madison quickly stood and held the picture frame against her chest.


Madison: Hmm? You're here! (Madison rubs her eyes before hopping up excitedly) I'm sorry I couldn't stay awake. It was the first time I've slept since Riot.

Dennis looks at his imaginary watch, signaling for the blond to hurry up.

Madison: I know that we’re frustrated about the main event of Wrestlution. I'm glad we can move past this.

Dennis takes a few steps close until he was nose to nose with Madison. Madison attempts to pull back a little, staring back at him in confusion.

Dennis: Perhaps I didn't make myself clear Tuesday night. I've no more need of your services, Ms. Cox. You got me what I wanted. Matsuda at Wrestlution...the grandest stage of them all.

Dennis: Now that the Soul of Ex courses through my veins...what more could you possibly do for me?

Madison: I…

Madison stammers as Dennis turns his head and leans in obnoxiously with his ear.

Madison: I let you...do...whatever you wanted. Why are you treating me like this?

Dennis: You were great in Tokyo. You put ninety percent of brazzers to shame. But that’s the thing, Madi. You don’t bring the girl that lets you do unspeakable things to meet your family. I mean...you let me do some ‘weird’ stuff…

Madison looks away from him and starts to shed a few tears.

Madison: You…

Dennis: I mean, no woman with any self respect would have let the things go on in Tokyo that you did. But alas, we had a good run, Madison. This is a new chapter for us both. I will go on to achieve my new goal...my new purpose. While you can build up someone new.

Madison covers both of her eyes and starts to sob...loudly. Dennis smirks and puts an arm around her, while guiding her to the door of his dressing room.

Dennis: There there. Perhaps we can trade places with that other duo. I know Heather came to OCW for a winner...and perhaps you can help H20 out of his slump while I show Heather what it's like to be behind a winner? Or...to have a winner behind her? Mmm... the potential...

Madison turns and slaps Dennis as hard as she could. The picture of Revolution Inc. falls from her hands, and the frame shatters instantly. At that moment, security rush in and grab her. Dennis’s attention is momentarily taken away from Madison as his former brother in arms walks in right after the security guards.

Jackson: Jesus fellas! Is all that necessary? She weighs like 110 pounds!

Jackson gets between security and Madison, forcing them to release their grip on her. She falls into Jackson’s chest while continuing to sob.

The guards look between Dennis and Jackson. Dennis looks between Jackson, Madison, then the guards. Jackson looks between Dennis and the guards. Dennis looks at the guards and motions his head towards Madison as if to say “get her out of here”. The guards each take step towards Jackson who holds up one hand. He walks back over to the couch and has Madison take a seat. He then walks back over to the guards and immediately lays one of them out. The second guard jumps on Jackson’s back. Dennis takes a few steps back and leans against the wall.

Jackson is taking a pounding to his head from the second guard before backing up as fast as possible and slamming the guard into the wall. The guard falls down in a heap onto the floor. Jackson shakes the cobwebs loose from his head. He sees the Rev Inc barbeque picture lying on the floor covered in glass. He picks it up and walks over to Dennis who is checking on his nails and not really paying any attention to the commotion that has been going on around him. Jackson gets right in Dennis’ face, grabbing him by the collar.

Jackson: Look here son. Where I’m from, we don’t make women cry and we don’t turn our back on our friends...on our family. We may be a bit dysfunctional, sure but we stuck it out. You’re getting too big for your britches, hoss. I’d be careful if I was you before someone close sticks a knife in your back before you can do the same.

Jackson shoves Dennis into the wall; Dennis just scoffs under his breath. Jackson walks back over to Madison who has since stopped crying and is now in shock of the situation. Jackson reaches down and grabs her by the hand before walking out of the room and keeping sure he stays between Dennis and Madison.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	We're back after a weeks break from one of the greatest pay per views of all time... Wrestlution!
	Indeed it was but I am glad we're back and it's time to get this show on the road.

	That's right Randy. We're here now on our 164th episode of Turmoil!
	The countdown to 200 starts now!

Watering Hole opens with a pair of red and yellow AirDancers in each corner of the ring. The classic bar set is back with two stools in the front. Cactus enters the ring and gets behind the bar where he grabs a mic.

Cactus takes a deep breath.

Cactus: Ladies and Gentlemen, Patrons of all ages; welcome to your OCW Award Winning showwwwww….

Cactus: Welcome to the Watering Hole.

Cactus fills a small glass with a dark brown liquid before taking a small sip as the crowd cheers for their favorite interviewer.

Cactus: Wrestlution was an amazing event. A history making event. An event that showed this audience that you get the see the very best wrestling entertainment in the world.

Cactus: It was an honor to be your host, but the break is over and we are back in action!

Cactus: Over the past few weeks there has been a newcomer to our locker room. A young man who not only has caught my eye but that I have also had the honor to get in this ring with. He’s given me high hopes for his future here, but where did he come from? Why the red and yellow super-face routine? What’s his story? What makes him tick?

Cactus: Well…

Cactus: Let’s find out.

Cactus: Mr. Solomon - Welcome to the Watering Hole sir. Can I offer you anything?

Solomon: No need good Cacti, Superstar brought his own high-test “Muscle Molotov Protein Shake” made from the finest Whey on market!!!

Solomon cracks the lid of his “Catigo Shake and Go Fit Mixer” thermos inhaling the aromas of the mixture deeply before taking a swig of the homemade Muscle Molotov.

Cactus: That's a pretty spectacular head of lettuce. What do you put in that thing? Unicorn tears? Oil from the skin of little people? Glo-go? You gotta tell us - what’s the secret to get a head of lettuce like yours?

Solomon: When you eat good you live good!!! And when you live good you look good!!! Even the locks have got biceps on biceps!!!

Solomon profiles to a small pop from the youths and middle aged millennials that make up Superstars nostalgic cult like following affectionately coined the “Solomonsters” which have begun attending Online Championship Wrestling weekly events gathering together in small pockets around the Barclays Center.

Cactus: Help us get to know you better Solomon. What’s your story? Where did you come from? Why are you here?

Solomon: Let me rundown the tale of the tape so cinch em’ up for the ride Cacti!!!

Solomon: Well, when the big brother upstairs built the biggest arms and back in the business and installed the veins, the valves and the ventricles into the frame of “The Superstar” to pump the powerpack of the Solomonsters all through the biceps and the triceps he created Solomon Gold!!!

Solomon: Built to preacher curl, power-lift and rumble into the OCW with all the Solomonsters on my back right through our rivals!!!

Solomon: It is time all the Solomonsters crank their socks up, throwback some Muscle Molotov, draw a line in the sand and fire off the first shot at the black heart of OCW!!!

Solomon: But no matter how many times we are tested the ventricles will keep pumping,the serum will keep surging and the powerpack will keep firing!!!

Solomon: And when the smoke finally clears and all the dust settles…

Solomon: Grab ahold of a bicep while we profile on all of them’!!!

Solomon swells up and poses for another small pop from the Solomonsters.

*As Cactus went to finish his interview the lights flashed out and a spotlight lit the stage.*

The crowd cheered a little to see Corey back in the arena, before starting to boo as they realised that things could get out of hand quickly.

The clowns circled Solomon and Cactus in the ring, as Little L demanded a mic which he received.

Cactus: Can I help you fellas? A drink perhaps?

L paused and contemplated for a moment.

LL: Got any faygo?

Corey coughed and L shook his head.

LL: What I've got a tickle in my throat.

Cactus laughs with a clear inappropriate thought running through his head.

LL: Anyway Ssssuper Ssstar, we're huge fans and just well our master wanted us to stop by and deliver a message.

Solomon turned from Corey to look at the other clown a wry grin started to spread across his tanned features, but it turned to pain as Little L launched a super kick right into the face of Solomon sending him crashing into the mat.

Corey stood over the downed Solomon and grabbed the mic from Little L.

Corey: Now that's a proper Turmoil welcome, we hope your "Solomonsters" enjoyed that.

He chucked the mic to Cactus before shouting Whoop whooop then the lights flashed out and came back on, Corey and Little L were gone while Solomon slowly got back to his feet.

Cactus and Solomon look each other in the eye as Cactus helps him up.

Cactus: Sorry young fella, I've been drinking tonight.

Cactus helps Solomon out of the ring and up the ramp as the Gentleman Club's music hits.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I hope Solomon will be ok to wrestle later tonight.
	I hope so too because he's fighting Jacob Trance.

Wrex

vs

Bray

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Such a cowards way out.
	Sissy!

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