Warzone III | April 2nd, 2018

[Factory Staff]

APRIL 2ND, 2018  |  THE FACTORY  |  NEWARK, NEW JERSEY

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INT. INCOGNITO'S OFFICE — OFF CAMERA — APRIL 2ND, 2018

Dirk Oswald walks into the office of Incognito, who sits behind his desk. To his left, arms crossed at his chest is Clay Burton and to his right, is the newest edition too his entourage, Anna Badstreet. Incognito looks up from his desk and waves for Dirk to come closer; which Dirk listens and walks up to Incognito’s desk. Incognito points to the chair, and Dirk Oswald takes a seat.

INCOGNITO: We need change.

DIRK OSWALD: What – What do you mean… Change? Exactly what… needs change?

INCOGNITO: Everything from the ground up.

Dirk Oswald grows nervous. Sweat begins to form as he loosens his tie around his neck. Incognito looks at the man, seeing the distress in his reaction.

INCOGNITO: Relax my friend, you’re safe.

Dirk lets out a deep breath and wipes his forehead with the sleeve of his jacket.

DIRK OSWALD: So then, by ground up… What do you mean exactly?

INCOGNITO: As you know this wasn’t what I had originally envision. No, you gave me the opposite of what I had envision.

Dirk Oswald opens his mouth too speak.

INCOGNITO: But, I understand; that the tasks I gave you where a little out of your reach. Tasks that set you up for failure right from the get-go and for that my friend, I do sincerely apologize.

DIRK OSWALD: It’s alright sir. So, what are you exactly proposing?

Incognito stands up and turns to look out the window behind him. Both Clay Burton and Anna Badstreet mimic Incognito and turn and glance out the window.

INCOGNITO: This.

Dirk stands and walks over and joins the three and looks out the window.

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INT. RING — ON SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

The factory had changed. No longer did it look like a nightclub with a wrestling ring, but now it looks like a professional wrestling arena. The ring in the middle, guardrails separating the fans from ringside. Seating for the fans has been provided. A huge entrance took up the entire north wall of the building, and just to the left of the entrance, sat the announcers table. A jumbotron, hung high above the ring. The entire setup screamed wrestling promotion.

The arena is packed.

Inside the ring stood a man. A heavier looking man, dressed in a black suit with a red tie. The unknown man holds the microphone an inch in front of his face. He smiles.

UNKNOWN MAN: I’m guessing you all are asking yourself one simple question – WHO! Is this dashing, Brad Pitt lookalike standing here in the middle of, THIS! Ring.

A few cheers come from the crowd surrounding the ring, but most remain silent.

UNKNOWN MAN: OH! Well I’d be damn, a few know me but the rest who are asking who in the HECK is this guy… Let me tell you, once upon a time, many ages ago, I ran a successful wrestling promotion back in the early 2000’s called Top Rope Wrestling—

The name rings some bells in the crowd’s heads, and more cheers follow now.

UNKNOWN MAN: Well originally it was myself and another, but due to some unfortunate circumstances it eventually became my own but that is a long story to tell and you guys aren’t here to hear me go on and on about the good old days, now are we?

A few members in the crowd shout.

CROWD: NO!

UNKNOWN MAN: That’s what I thought. Well, with out further ado allow me to introduce myself. I am Kenny Katz and I… Well I’m what you could call the newest commissioner of this fine establishment, the FACTORY!

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INT. INCOGNITO'S OFFICE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Dirk Oswald is no longer looking out the window. His eyes are set on Incognito now.

DIRK OSWALD: Commissioner? I – You said that I was to be commissioner? That I was—

Incognito doesn’t bother to look at Dirk, his eyes still watching down below.

INCOGNITO: And now, he; that guy… Kenny Katz is our commissioner.

DIRK OSWALD: And that makes me?

INCOGNITO: Well my friend; that’s up for debate.

Dirk Oswald steps back from the window.

DIRK OSWALD: You said my job was safe, though.

INCOGNITO: No. I said you where safe, but nothing about no job.

DIRK OSWALD: So, you’re firing me then?

INCOGNITO: Not yet my friend, not yet.

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INT. LOCATION — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Back in the ring, Kenny Katz still holds the microphone as he has the entire crowd’s attention.

KENNY KATZ: You want, VIOLENCE!? Oh, you’ve come to the right place. ENTERTAINMENT!? Prepare to be entertained. Non-stop wrestling action is what you crave, oh people, do we have a boat load of that in store for you, and so much more… This, this is the start of what the Factory was meant to be.

The smile on Kenny Katz face widens.

KENNY KATZ: What Warzone was meant to be. So here I am, to proudly announce the beginning of Kenny Katz WARZONE!

The crowd roars.

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NOW PLAYING: ‘Cryin’ Like A Bitch!!’ - Godsmack

--OPENING CREDITS MONTAGE SEQUENCE—
- Nora C. Bauer promotional shot.
- Thadd 2 Badd moved over to Stian Fournette and lifted him up and positioned him for, “The Brotato Chip!”
- Jamie Quinn promotional shot.
- Anna Badstreet picking Nora C. Bauer in a side slam hold and spinning around just a little before driving Nora C. Bauer down onto her extended knee - “Heart of Ice!”
- The Flo Bro’s promotional shot.
- Nora C. Bauer back flipped back up to her feet and took a step back, before stepping forward and jumping up hitting - “Come Undone!” – on Vanity.
-Anna Badstreet promotional shot.
- Graham Gosch turns back to face Jamie Quinn, which is when she ran forward to him... jumping up and grabbing the back of his head and connecting with the “6-OH-9!”
- Stian Fournette and Rora Sky promotional shot.
- Carsyn Carrabetta began her exit out of the corner, cartwheeling out. And just before Carsyn began to backflip to continue the sequence, her head was nearly kicked off! “Detonation Kick” by Declan Hale.
- Incognito promotional shot.
- The Official Warzone Logo.
--END OPENING CREDITS MONTAGE SEQUENCE--

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Dirk Oswald storms through the main area of the backstage area. Dirk is pissed as he doesn’t recognize a single soul in the beginning, but finally he sees a familiar face in the crowd. One of his interns Alyx Flash standing all by himself. Dirk rushes over to Alyx Flash.

ALYX FLASH: Hey, Mr. Oswald I was looking for—

Dirk Oswald grabs Alyx Flash by the shirt.

DIRK OSWALD: Find me Thadd! Find him right fucking now!

Dirk pushes Alyx away.

DIRK OSWALD: GO!

Alyx Flash hurries away from Dirk Oswald, as Dirk Oswald turns away and kicks a garbage can over sending garbage flying everywhere.

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INT. LOCKER ROOM — OFF SCREEN — A BIT LATER

A knock comes from the locker room door as Rora Sky looks up. The door slightly opens.

ALYX FLASH: Hey, you decent?

Rora Sky smiles.

RORA SKY: I’m dressed.

The door opens fully and Alyx Flash walks into the locker room closing the door behind him.

ALYX FLASH: Thought I’d just pop by and wish you good luck before your match tonight.

Alyx Flash takes a seat on a vacant bench.

RORA SKY: Thanks. I just wanted to say, thanks for meeting me again and thanks for the coffee that night.

ALYX FLASH: It’s cool. We still all good for tonight?

RORA SKY: Yeah.

The door opened again and this time Rora Sky’s tag team partner Stian Fournette walked in.

STIAN FOURNETTE: Rora—

Stian stops when he notices Alyx Flash. Stian Fournette walks over and takes a seat beside Rora Sky, eyes just focused on Alyx Flash. Alyx Flash smirks as he stands up.

ALYX FLASH: Well this - I better let you to be. I’ll see you there later Rora.

RORA SKY: See you tonight.

Stian just watched Alyx Flash leave.

STIAN FOURNETTE: I don’t like that guy.

RORA SKY: Do I sense jealously?

Rora let out a small giggle.

STIAN FOURNETTE: No, I just don’t trust him.

RORA SKY: He’s harmless.

MATCH: ARES MCCULLOUGH VS CROSBY CARTER VS CROY CALHOUN – STANDARD MATCH OPENING The match started with newly debuting Ares and Croy teaming up on Crosby, who thus far into his Factory career is 2-0. They proceeded to beat him down, hitting double team maneuvers you would find a well-oiled tag team doing before tossing him through the ropes and into the post. They followed him to the outside where they whipped him into the crowd, taking the barrier and a few people down with him. Carsyn followed him into the crowd to check on him there. From then, Croy would turn his attention on Ares and hit him with a sickening release German Suplex on the outside. Croy fetched his lead pipe and proceeded to hit Ares in the stomach with it before pressing it against his throat and choking him. Eventually Croy let Ares back up to his feet, which was a mistake. The striker began to begin his fight back, dodging a big haymaker from Croy and landing a few rabbit punches of his own that led to a lariat that nearly beheaded Croy. Ares exited the ring for a brief moment to grab a couple of steel chairs - tossing them into the ring carelessly. After entering the ring again, Ares would follow up the attack with several shoot kicks to Croy as he began to return to his feet, then hit a devastating sit out powerbomb onto one of the steel chairs that he just previously tossed into the ring. MIDDLE The pin was broken up by Crosby, though, who reentered the ring at the count of two. Crosby took advantage of the chairs being there, grabbing the one that Croy was just powerbombed onto, and blasted Ares in the head with it. Croy began to work his way back up to his feet, only to get the chair buried into his stomach - then across the back. Croy moved into the corner, and that’s when Crosby set up the steel chair just feet away from him. He turned and walked to the corner across from Croy and took off. He was looking to use the chair as a springboard of sorts to hit some move on Croy in the corner, but by now Ares was back to his feet. He watched Crosby take a running start, but before he could reach the chair to jump onto, Ares moved into position and nailed Crosby with his jumping Enziguri he calls “The Following”. The impact of the kick was hard and the smack echoed through the arena. Ares returned to his feet, eyes still on Crosby - who was beginning to crawl to the ropes where Carsyn was standing on the apron now. Before Ares could react, Croy moved out of the corner, locked Ares into position, and hit a huge Dragon Suplex, driving Ares’ head onto the seat of the setup steel chair! END Croy moved back up to his feet, turned to the corner where Crosby was last seen -- Blasted! Superkick to the face! Croy went down and immediately rolled out of the ring to the floor. Ares was only just beginning to move, when Crosby looked over to Carsyn and shouted “C4!” to her. She smiled and climbed to the top turnbuckle. Crosby lifted Ares to his feet, then onto his shoulders in Doomsday Device fashion. He turned to the corner where Carsyn was perched, and she jumped off completing the move with a diving clothesline. “#C4” from the duo. Crosby dropped down to cover Ares with Carsyn sitting on her knees right beside the pin. One. Two. Three. WINNER: By pinfall - CROSBY CARTER! [09:53]

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INT. LOCKER ROOM — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Backstage, in the locker room, Declan Hale is seated on a steel chair as he ties the laces of his wrestling boots. Hale’s long red hair hanging down covering the frustration on his face, all while Keiffer Stone types rapidly on his cell phone. Keiffer Stone closes the screen with a push of a button and then places the phone into his jacket pocket and then turns to Declan.

KIEFFER STONE: Okay, so… After much discussion with Rye – Dirk, I mean Dirk Oswald, we’ve came to an agreement and for your safety, it’s been decided that after the events of the previous two shows here, to hire you protection.

Declan stops.

DECLANE HALE: Protection? The only fucker that needs protection around here, is the fuckin’ coward that jumped – Fuckin’ jumped me twice now. Little piece of shit, and then, thinks it wise - fuckin’ tries to bring Stassi into it. Involve her? This guy… He’s going need the fuckin’ protection, not I.

Declan ties his last lace.

KIEFFER STONE: But tonight Declan; tonight, we need all your focus on the match at hand, not the man in a black mask. Dirk – he hired these guys, so you can go down to that ring, and focus on the match; not worry about some guy in a black mask jumping you.

DECLAN HALE: Let him fuckin’ come, let the bitch try again tonight. This time – I’m going to be fuckin’ ready for him.

Declan stands up, fist clenched.

DECLAN HALE: Tonight. That fuckin’ coward will understand what it feels like to have his skull caved in with a fuckin’ steel pipe.

KEIFFER STONE: So, you have a plan then?

Declan nods his head.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Thadd 2 Badd arrived alone to the arena, and unlike two weeks ago, this time Thadd 2 Badd was dressed as himself. No suit, just normal street clothes and something noticeable different about him, was today he looked of a man ready too kill.

Alyx Flash, the intern of Dirk Oswald and a man that Thadd 2 Badd had become to know over the last few weeks, waited for him in the hallway. Alyx never looked at Thadd, but he wore a rather cocky grin as he tossed his cellphone up and down in his hand.

ALYX FLASH: Decided against a suit this week, huh? Dirk’s not gonna be impressed… he’s little heated tonight.

Thadd 2 Badd didn’t reply, he just walked right by Alyx Flash not even acknowledge Dirk Oswald Intern. Alyx Flash pushed away from the wall and followed Thadd 2 Badd.

ALYX FLASH: And he is looking for you – Oh, speak of the devil, there he is.

Dirk Oswald walks towards Thadd, eyeing the man up as and the expression on Dirk’s face tell he isn’t happy with what he see’s, and going along with what has already transpired tonight. Dirk Oswald is at his boiling point.

DIRK OSWALD: I told you—

Dirk mid yell is cut off, as Thadd 2 Badd doesn’t even think about it and clocks Dirk Oswald with a right haymaker. Dirk Oswald drops to the ground as Alyx Flash jumps back covering his mouth.

ALYX FLASH: Shit man!

Thadd turns around looking at Alyx Flash, who throws his hands up in the air and backs away. Thadd turns his attention back to Dirk Oswald who left eye is already closing and swelling from the punch.

THADD 2 BADD: You stay the fuck away from Emi dude, got that? Don’t ever fucking mess with my fam understand. I’m done dude, fucking done with you!

Thadd 2 Badd raises his fist again and Dirk Oswald cowers, throwing his arms up to block his face.

THADD 2 BADD: Stay the fuck away from me dude and if you come anywhere close to me, my sis - I swear, I don’t give a fuck what you have on me, I will kill you. You understand?

DIRK OSWALD: You—

Thadd 2 Badd grabs Dirk Oswald by his shirt.

THADD 2 BADD: I said do you understand!

DIRK OSWALD: YES! Yes, I understand.

Thadd 2 Badd lets go of Dirk Oswald’s shirt and walks away. Alyx Flash walks up and lends Dirk Oswald his hand to help his boss up.

ALYX FLASH: Damn man, that was—

DIRK OSWALD: Get me the tape.

Dirk Oswald grabs Alyx hand and stands back up on his feet.

MATCH: NORA C. BAUER VS WILHELM SCREEM – STANDARD MATCH OPENING Screem’s presence didn’t intimidate Nora one bit. Nora was full of rage at the way Graham was attacked at the previous Warzone, and she blindly charged toward the bigger Screem - only for him to easily pick her up and powerslam her down. He had a certain look of disdain on his face as he stared down at her. But Nora was nothing if not resilient. She pushed herself up and went at it again, this time not letting her temper or recklessness get the better of her, she went toward her opponent a little more cautiously. She would land a couple of punches, but it looked like they really didn’t have any effect at all on him. She turned and ran to the ropes, coming back and looking to take him down with a big move - but he stopped her dead in her tracks with a huge body block that buried her onto the mat. Screem grabbed Nora, placing her against the ropes. He took a step back, before charging toward her again - giving her a huge lariat over the top rope that sent her down to the floor, crashing hard. Screem showed his dominance, throwing his power and size around as he followed her outside, sending her crashing hard into the steel steps. MIDDLE His impressive display of power came to an end when he slammed Nora onto the ring apron with a powerslam. She rolled off and onto the floor of the venue. He took an extra moment before returning to grab her again, but when he did - he found out the hard way that she reached under the ring and grabbed the steel chain she’s used before here in the Factory. With it wrapped tightly around her right hand, she wound up and smashed it into his head with a balled fist. Screem dropped to a knee, and Nora was relentless at that point. Holding his head steady with her left hand, and continuously feeding him chain-wrapped right hands. From there, Nora kept him on the outside of the ring primarily, keeping him grounded with stomps, kicks and knees to the head. When Screem would attempt to work himself up to his feet, Nora hit him with a thrust kick to the stomach then an uppercut with her chain-wrapped fist. Screem hit the floor hard and Nora let the chain unravel from her hand. She would then use it to whip at his back, leaving huge welts and cuts. END The match wouldn’t last much longer. The chain did more than enough damage to Screem. Nora would drop the chain, grab her opponent up to his feet only to execute a perfect Northern Lights Suplex. She would use her athletic prowess to backflip back up to her feet, then immediately jumping up and planting both feet into his chest with a double foot stomp, “Come Undone”! She would end the match, dropping into a cover. One. Two. Three. WINNER: By pinfall - NORA C. BAUER! [12:19]

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INT. RING — ON SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Declan Hale stands inside the ring as "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE" by Doyle fades out on the surround sound system. In his right hand he holds the steel pipe, the same steel pipe that had two weeks ago left him laying in a pool of his own blood with a wicked concussion. In his other hand, Declan holds a microphone.

DECLAN HALE: I’ve been back there now going on four fuckin’ weeks. Piecing it together like some fuckin’ puzzle, trying to figure it out… who attacked me. Who fuckin’ jump me at the first fuckin’ warzone, when I fought Dickie Watson right fuckin’ here. Who fuckin’ jumped me two weeks ago when my back was fuckin’ turned and now I know – I know who the fuckin’ piece of shit is.

Declan pauses, the fans all watching. The knew of the first attack, because the fans had seen it but none of them had heard any rumblings of a second attack. They didn’t see it, nor did the fans hear about it.

DECLAN HALE: A fuckin’ coward, yeah. That’s all you fuckin’ are is just some low life coward that doesn’t have the fuckin’ balls to face me. Only a man, when my back is fuckin’ turned and I’m not looking. To much of a god damn chicken shit to come at me when I AM looking, well fuck you, you little coward bitch, because that’s all you are; that is who you are – JUST A FUCKIN’ COWARD!

The fans look around, seeing if the man in the black mask will reveal himself but nobody shows.

DECLAN HALE: That’s what I thought, just a fuckin’ coward, but, prove me wrong you piece of shit, meet me in the fuckin’ parking lot in one hour or are you too much of a chicken shit, you little bitch.

With that said, Declan Hale drops the microphone as "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE" by Doyle picks up again on the surround sound system.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS 

Declan walks from the entrance opening into the backstage area, to where Kieffer stone is standing. Declan Hale walks right past Kieffer Stone. Kieffer tries to keep up with Declan Hale, who walks a beat faster than Stone.

KIEFFER STONE: What was that?

DECLAN HALE: My fuckin’ plan.

Kieffer Stone pocket vibrates; which makes him stop, but Declan Hale keeps walking. Kieffer retrieves his phone to see he has an incoming call – RILEY CALIX. Kieffer shakes his head and then answers his phone.

KIEFFER STONE: I guess you seen that, huh?

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INT. INCOGNITO'S OFFICE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS 

Incognito sits in his office with his chair spun around as he looks out the window, watching the action unfold beneath him. Behind him in the background the door to his office opens and in walks Clay Burton. Burton clears the distance between him and Incognito in a matter of seconds.

CLAY BURTON: I think you need to see this.

Clay Burton hands Incognito a small baggy. Incognito just looks at the baggy as it dangles between the fingers of Clay. Incognito finally reaches up and grabs it, observing the product in the baggy.

CLAY BURTON: Somebody - I don’t know who, has been selling their product on your turf.

Incognito hands the baggy back to Clay Burton.

INCOGNITO: Find out who is dealing it, and who is supplying it.

CLAY BURTON: I’ll take care of it.

Clay Burton takes the baggy from Incognito and squeezes his fist around the baggy.

INCOGNITO: When you find them… Bring them to me.

CLAY BURTON: As you wish.

Clay Burton turns and exits the office. Incognito continues to watch the action unfold beneath him.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS 

Dirk Oswald looks like a mess. His hair is a mess, his tie is loose around his neck, and his right eye is black as night and swollen shut. Dirk stands by a table as he takes a sip of coffee when he notices in the corner of his eye, Carsyn Carrabetta has walked into the picture.

DIRK OSWALD: Am I happy to see you.

A smile graces the face of Dirk Oswald as he turns to greet Carsyn Carrabetta.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: Looks like you’ve had rough night.

Carsyn Carrabetta points at Dirk Oswald’s eye as she walks up, but Carsyn doesn’t look exactly thrilled to see Dirk Oswald, something Dirk picks up on.

DIRK OSWALD: Something wrong?

Carsyn stops, placing her hand on her hip.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: A couple days ago; I over heard the boys talking and well something I heard Thadd say—

DIRK OSWALD (Mumbling): Fucking Thadd.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: Don’t trust you, no matter what; that’s what he said to Crosby. So, why would he say that? What is going on with you and Thadd?

Dirk just stared at Carsyn, staying nothing. Carsyn shook her head and turned to walk away but Dirk grabbed Carsyn by the arm.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: Do not touch me!

Carsyn Carrabetta ripped her arm away from Dirk Oswald.

DIRK OSWALD: Me and Thadd, we don’t see eye to eye. See this—

Dirk points to his face.

DIRK OSWALD: Thadd.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: If Thadd did that to you, chances are you pissed him off and you deserved it. Thadd isn’t the type to hit without reason.

Dirk Oswald let out a laugh.

DIRK OSWALD: It was all a misunderstanding.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: What misunderstanding?

Dirk Oswald face went expressionless.

DIRK OSWALD: It doesn’t concern you.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: I appreciate what you’ve done, but I ask of you, to stay away from me—

Dirk Oswald chuckled.

DIRK OSWALD: Oh dear, you’re a smart girl you know that won’t happen. The moment you took that money, you sealed your fate.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: I’ll give it back.

DIRK OSWALD: It don’t work like that honey. See that money wasn’t mine, oh no; that money was Incognito’s HE gave you that money and now, you are in debt to him; you are in debt to me.

CARSYN CARRABETTA: But I never signed anything.

Dirk Oswald laughs loudly.

DIRK OSWALD: Welcome to the other side; where the rules of the game are different. A snap of his fingers, and he can destroy everything you love. He can destroy Crosby dreams – Thadd’s dream, just like that. Do you get what I’m saying? We own you, and if you know what is good for you, you’ll be a good girl and obey.

Carsyn Carrabetta doesn’t respond.

DIRK OSWALD: Good.

Dirk Oswald walks towards Carsyn Carrabetta stopping beside her.

DIRK OSWALD (Quiet): I’ll be in touch.

Dirk Oswald walks pass Carsyn Carrabetta, and not without give her ass a slap. Carsyn Carrabetta spins on her heels, shooting daggers through the back of Dirk’s head.

DIRK OSWALD: Oh, and Carsyn dear, best to keep your mouth shut about this.

Dirk Oswald walks off.

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EXT. PARKING LOT — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Jamie Quinn turns the ignition off to her car, opens the door and steps out into the parking lot of the Factory. She holds her cell phone to her ear as Jamie uses her foot to close the door of her car.

JAMIE QUINN: You know what you must do.

Jamie Quinn walks to the trunk of her car, pushing a button on her key fob; which opens the trunk of the car. Jamie reaches in and retrieves a black bag.

JAMIE QUINN: Good. Don’t worry about me, I know what I need to do – what needs to happen Dez.

Jamie closes the trunk of her car and then walks toward the Factory.

JAMIE QUINN: This ends tonight Dez.

Jamie Quinn hangs up her phone and puts it away as she walks up to the Factory and enters the building.

MATCH: STIAN FOURNETTE & RORA SKY VS DECLAN HALE & SIOBHAN ROJAS – STANDARD MATCH OPENING From being team mates last week, to opponents this week - Declan and Stian immediately start the match, exchanging strikes. Stian’s strikes packed just a little more power in them than Declan’s, and he won that exchange. Stian backed Declan into the corner where he hit a series of MMA style knees to Declan. He moved out, tagged Rora and the two used their chemistry to execute a high impact team maneuver when Rora ran at Stian and he lifted her with easy - Grease style - spun both of them around and launched her to dropkick Declan. Declan fell through the ropes and that’s when “Mrs. Murder” stepped into the ring for the first time, immediately taking down Rora with a running DDT. Siobhan was quickly up to her feet and grabbed Stian before he could exit onto the apron, hitting him with several hard open-hand slaps to the face. Stian brings his arms up to block a couple of them, but her intensity is impressive and she ultimately works him back to the outside of the ring. MIDDLE Rora and Siobhan exchange control of the match for the next couple of minutes, Siobhan hitting big moves; stalling suplex, then a buckle bomb and immediately followed by a running knee to Rora’s head as she began to get up. Rora eventually managed to swing things to her favor, using her speed and wrestling ability to dodge more strike attempts - and then to counter a suplex attempt. Rora took control with several quick dropkicks. The third one backed Siobhan into the corner where Rora hit her Gamengiri kick followed by her Cartwheel Moonsault. Outside of the ring, Declan had circled around grabbed Stian off of the apron. Declan’s aggressive side took over and he drove Stian into the ring apron back first multiple times. Stian would fight Declan off, hitting him with several knee lifts into the stomach. Back and forth they threw each other into stairs, posts, barriers and hit each other with hard strikes. Declan had the advantage until Rora saw what was happening and took it upon herself to help Stian. She climbed to the top rope and leapt off - taking both Stian and Declan down with a big crossbody! Siobhan was left in the ring to gather herself, which was a mistake on Rora’s part. Siobhan would wait until everyone was back to their feet before taking them down with a suicide dive through the ropes! The four brawled around the outside, Stian managing to put Declan down with a High Knee that he executed as he ran the length of the apron and smoked Declan in the head as he stood on the floor. Siobhan managed to sneak up behind Rora, hitting a Tiger Suplex she calls the “7-1-8 Slam” on the outside of the ring.. Stian jumped down off of the apron and began to battle with Siobhan once again. He knew what to expect now, he knew that her strikes were harder than he first expected, and that his speed was no match for hers. So he waited her out, side stepping her when she lunged forward to grapple with him. He transitioned behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and suplexing her down to the floor. Declan climbed his way up to the apron and collected himself. He watched Stian locking an Anaconda Vice onto Siobhan on the floor. Declan let out a loud yell before jumping off of the apron and diving both of his feet down into Stian’s chest with his “Zero Sum” double foot stomp! The submission was immediately released. Declan collapsed onto the ground for the briefest of moments all four athletes were down. END All four pull themselves up to their feet. Siobhan fired forearms into Stian’s face, backing him up against the ring apron. She takes a few steps back and charges at him. What she was attempting, no one will know - because Stian managed to lift up his legs and catch her with a boot to the face. Stian would turn and climb onto the apron following that. Rora managed to fight her way up to her feet, targeting Declan. She took him down with a chop block to that previously injured left knee of Declan’s. He dropped to a single knee, but lunged up - attempting to strike her. She avoided the attempted strike, kicked him in the chest then charged closer - jumping up high enough to hit the Hurricanrana Driver she calls, “Ice-Sault Sky Driver”. While all of that was happening, Stian has climbed onto the apron then up onto the turnbuckles. He began to steady himself, no doubt looking for his Triple Axel Elbow from this height onto Siobhan. However, he didn’t give credit where it was due. She shook off the strike from moments ago and climbed onto the apron. Just as he began to steady himself, he looked up to find Siobhan on the apron - and caught a closed-fist strike right to his junk! Stian let out a hard yell. Siobhan climbed the ropes too, hooked Stian and hit a massive “M.D.K.” Brianbuster. She spiked Stian’s head on the apron with a sick thud, making the Factory gasp in horror. Stian dropped to the floor, which Siobhan also dropped to - only difference is she landed on her feet. By the time Siobhan had covered Stian. One .. Rora drives Declan’s head into the cement floor .. Two .. Rora is back up to her feet, looking around for Stian. .. Three! … Rora lunged forward to attempt to break up the pin, but was just a second too late. WINNER: By pinfall - DECLAN HALE & SIOBHAN ROJAS! [18:44]

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Nora C. Bauer exits the shower room as she pulls on a T-Shirt over her upper body. Nora walks over to her bag; which has been left open as she pulls her hair back and puts it in a pony tail.

DIRK OSWALD: How’s Graham?

Nora C. Bauer stops at her bag and looks back over her shoulder at Dirk Oswald; his eye already turning black.

NORA C. BAUER: What’s it to you?

DIRK OSWALD: Even though his contract was terminated, doesn’t mean we aren’t concerned with his health.

NORA C. BAUER: Okay.

DIRK OSWALD: It’s unfortunate what happened to him you know. I want you to know, what happened to him outside the ring, we don’t condone that sort of behaviour. We believe, leave it in the ring but don’t take it outside.

NORA C. BAUER: What do you want?

Dirk Oswald lips almost curl into a snarl, but Dirk catches himself and presents Nora C. Bauer a smile.

DIRK OSWALD: I thought you might want this.

Dirk Oswald hands her an iPad, that he had been holding in his hand. Nora C. Bauer looks at Dirk and then takes the iPad.

DIRK OSWALD: If you want answers, watch this. Have a good evening Miss Bauer.

Nora C. Bauer watches Dirk Oswald leave, before taking a seat and looking down at the iPad in her hands.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Alyx Flash sits on a box backstage waiting for Rora Sky to finish getting ready, as he constantly keeps looking up towards the direction of the locker room. Alyx Flash phone buzzes in his pocket. Flash reaches in his pocket and grabs his cellphone and reads the notification.

TEXT MESSAGE: RORA – Almost ready.

Alyx Flash puts his phone away, and as he looks up Stian Fournette stands in front of him, arms crossed at his chest. Alyx Flash smirks as he stands up off his box.

ALYX FLASH: Tough loss out their dude, seen that shit.

STIAN FOURNETTE: I want you to stay away from Rory.

ALYX FLASH: Oh, is this what Rora wants?

STIAN FOURNETTE: No, this is what I want.

Alyx Flash chuckles.

ALYX FLASH: Oh. Well shit, let me think about it – Yeah no, I’m not going to do that dude, in fact we got plans tonight, yeah.

STIAN FOURNETTE: If you know what is good for you, you’ll break them off and leave her alone.

ALYX FLASH: Like I said; that’s not fucking happening dude.

Behind Stian, still a distance away Alyx Flash noticed Rora Sky walking towards them.

STIAN FOURNETTE: I swear, if I hear her come home crying again—

ALYX FLASH: Woah dude; that wasn’t my doing… bitch went all fuckin’ crazy, like some psychotic bitch—

Stian Fournette drops Alyx Flash with straight shot to the mouth.

RORA SKY: STIAN!

Shiloh walked up just as Stian also connected.

SHILOH: STIAN!

Stian Fournette turned to Rora, as Rora walked passed him to Alyx Flash.

RORA SKY: Alyx are you okay?

Before Stian couldn’t even say a word, he felt a hand on his arm pulling on him to turn around. Stian looked away from Alyx and Rora and faced his girlfriend Shiloh.

SHILOH: What has gotten into you!

Stian turned around to look back at Alyx and Rora but the two had walked away from Stian.

STIAN FOURNETTE: Rora wait!

Shiloh held onto Stian arm, not allowing Stian to go after Rora Sky.

MATCH: JAMIE QUINN VS THADD 2 BADD – STANDARD MATCH OPENING Jamie’s fire and intensity is what begins the match, charging at Thadd and hitting him with several rapid fire, short-range forearms while he taunted the crowd during his introduction. She hit the ropes and came back with a huge dropkick that knocked the Bro into the corner. She’s immediately back up to her feet, running to the far side of the ring and back toward Thadd. Jumping into the air looking for a splash, but Thadd catches her and plants her with an STO driving her into the ground. Thadd would take control over the match for the next little while, hitting her with everything from a death valley driver, to a belly-to-belly suplex and followed up with a sit out powerbomb into a pin, thinking that he has her finished this early. Jamie powered out at two. Thadd would look into the crowd, looking for crowd participation here, asking for a weapon. ANY weapon. He even pointed to an infant five rows in asking if he could use it. Of course the answer was no, but someone handed him a chair instead. Thadd would turn back to Jamie with the chair, lay it across her body and march to the far side of the ring. He could showboat a little before running forward, rolling on the floor and then jumping up - looking for a Rolling Thunder type move. But during his running and rolling, Jamie’s picked herself up and now wields the chair. She waits until Thadd jumps up before throwing the chair into his face! MIDDLE Jamie and Thadd would trade holding the momentum a few times over the course of the match. Jamie was lighter and smaller than Thadd, giving her the slight edge when it came to speed - and she would utilize that at every opportunity, dodging strikes and avoiding lock up attempts. She would fire off strikes of her own, kicks at joints - especially Thadd’s left leg, sending vibrations and pain shooting to that injured hip, wearing down his endurance, but she was beginning to tire. As much heart and resiliency that she had, she couldn’t keep up this amount of exertion for too long. Her strikes slowed, and began to lack the power they did before. So when she hit the “86’ed” Brogue Kick, she didn’t immediately go for the cover - as she dropped to a knee to catch her breath. When she finally made the cover, Thadd had a second longer than he needed to regain some sort of composure to kick out at the two count. He pulled himself to his feet just after Jamie did. She would charge to him, attempting a clothesline - that he ducked underneath. Her own momentum took her to the ropes, which she bounced off of. She came back right into “The Brotein Shake” - a incredibly quick, incredibly stiff snap dragon suplex. Thadd didn’t bridge for the pin though, instead just collapsed onto the mat. END Jamie and Thadd fought back up to their feet, even after that snap dragon suplex - Jamie was to her feet a quick second before Thadd was, showing that endurance she has. Jamie moved to grab the bigger Thadd as he was sitting up on his knee, but he would quickly grab her hips and pull her back. She stumbled forward, tripping and landing over the middle rope. Thadd noticed this, jumped up to his feet and sprinted to the far side of the ring. He came back, full steam ahead, and hit the Tiger Feint Kick he calls, “F’Yeah BroKick!”. His legs hit Jamie’s face and she falls back into the ring. Following her into the ring, Thadd falls into the cover. One. Two. Three! WINNER: By pinfall - THADD 2 BADD! [21:11]

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INT. PARKING LOT — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Declan Hale stands in the middle of the parking lot, still holding onto the steel pipe as he hits it against his open palm. A group of fans from inside had shown up outside and have created a circle around Declan Hale – like the old school day fights after school.

Fans look at there watches and phones, noting the time. It’s five minutes pass the hour.

DECLAN HALE: Fuckin’ coward!

Declan Hale shouts the words, his right hand tightens around the steel pipe when the circle breaks in front of him, and to his surprise the man in the mask walks into the circle as the fans behind him close it up.

DECLAN HALE: Never did I imagine you to be stupid enough to show up, but here you fuckin’ are.

Declan Hale walks toward the mask man, as he continues to walk towards Hale.

DECLAN HALE: See originally, I was just fuckin’ going to hurt you - a couple broken bones, but then that shit you pulled… Bringing STASSI into it. You signed your fuckin’ death wish!

Declan Hale swings the steel pipe at the man in the mask. The mask man just barely dodges the weapon, as he ducks underneath it and moves out of the way. However, Declan swings like a wild man and manages to get just a little of the masked man just above the kneecap. The mask man drops and rolls away as Declan hits the pavement around him.

The mask man finally manages to kick the wrist of Declan Hale. Knocking the steel pipe from his hand. The masked man returns to his feet, but upon his return to his feet meets three vicious jabs to his face followed by a knee. The mask man stumbles backwards and falls on his ass, as Declan stalks towards him.

Hale reaches to grab a hold of the masked man, as sirens can be heard closing in as the masked man reaches into his pocket and retrieves a small can of pepper spray and unloads the entire bottle into the face of Declan Hale. Declan Hale staggers back, as he tries to wipe the burning sensation from his eyes as the masked man gets up and limps back towards the factory as the police cars coming ripping into the parking lot.

The crowd of fans all start running away as Declan Hale, constantly blinking searches for the masked man. Hale spots him near the door leading into the backstage area.

DECLAN HALE: I’m not fuckin’ done with you!

Declan Hale gives chase.

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INT. CORRIDOR — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Thadd 2 Badd moves out of the way as two police officers charge pass him. Thadd watches with a curious look as the two Officer disappear out of his sight. Thadd turns around and comes face to face with Nora C. Bauer.

NORA C. BAUER: This is for Graham.

Before Thadd 2 Badd can even react, Nora C. Bauer swings down and with a crowbar slamming it into the hip of Thadd 2 Badd. Thadd 2 Badd collapses to the ground, grabbing at his hip as he tries to mask the pain he is feeling.

Nora C. Bauer raises the crowbar about her head, but the sound of feet behind her makes her drop her hands and disappear behind another door right before a handful of more police officers appear. Two of the police officers see Thadd 2 Badd in pain, and stop as the other continue on down the corridor.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Declan Hale runs down the corridor, giving chase. His face as red as a beet, nose running, and his eyes watering from the pepper spray. Declan runs around a corner, and slides to a stop as he spots Kieffer Stone leaned up against a wall, holding his stomach. Kieffer hands are both covered in blood.

DECLAN HALE: What the fuck?

Kieffer slides down the wall, and lands on his ass as he looks at Declan Hale.

KIEFFER STONE: I called the police. I was on my way out there, but I seen the man in the mask. I tried to stop him but – oh shit, he stabbed me. Fuck Declan, he stabbed me!

Declan just looks on as behind him two Newark Police Officer come running. One grabs Declan, while the other goes too Kieffer Stone.

DECLAN HALE: Where did he go!?

The one officer kneels to check on Kieffer Stone.

POLICE OFFICER: Sir! Stay with me, what happened?

KIEFFER STONE: He stabbed me.

The officers look at one and another, as Kieffer Stone just looks at the blood on his hands before passing out from the shock. The officer holding onto Declan hale, places hand cuffs around the wrist of Declan Hale.

DECLAN HALE: What the fuck are you doing?

Declan Hale begins to resist as more officers fill the scene and help take down Declan Hale.

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INT. LOCKER ROOM — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Jamie Quinn is still dressed in her wrestling gear, as she walks into the locker room. The locker room is empty, nobody but her in it that she can see as Jamie makes her way over to her belongings. Jamie grabs her phone and unlocks the screen and quickly texts a message and hits send.

TEXT MESSAGE: It’s go time.

Jamie drops her phone, and bends down to dig into her bag when you see Incognito standing behind her. Watching her.

INCOGNITO: I’m hurt. I said I wouldn’t hurt her, but you didn’t believe me. Now did you?

Jamie Quinn spins around. Incognito stands alone.

JAMIE QUINN: I swear—

INCOGNITO: Oh, she’s fine. She’s having a lovely time with her parents. Yes, I’ve had you – them followed but it makes me wonder why send her way? What are you and Desmond cooking up? Must be something you know, to send her away to protect her, am I right?

JAMIE QUINN: I see you’ve come alone.

INCOGNITO: Not exactly.

Jamie Quinn doesn’t notice Clay Burton stand up behind her, hidden from her sight. Before Jamie can even react, Clay Burton wraps his arm around her throat as he takes a cloth and places it over her face. Jamie struggles to free herself before her vision begins to blur as Clay drops to his knees, bringing the fighting Quinn down with him.

Incognito walks up to Jamie and Clay.

INCOGNITO: You and I, are going to have so much fun.

Jamie Quinn passes out.

INCOGNITO: Bring her to the warehouse.

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INT. BACKSTAGE — OFF SCREEN — CONTINUOUS

Kenny Katz walks through the backstage area. He has his jacket done up and looks ready to head home for the night as Kenny holds his cellphone up to his ear and talks away on his phone.

KENNY KATZ: I don’t know Sarah, this place his potential. Could turn into something big, but there is a lot of work that needs to be done here. It needs a good old cleaning.

Kenny Katz nears the exit to the parking lot.

KENNY KATZ: There is a lot more bad than good at this moment.

Kenny Katz opens the door and walks out into the parking lot and freezes.

KENNY KATZ: Sarah I’m going to have to call you back.

Kenny doesn’t wait for Sarah to respond as he ends the call. Police cars, and ambulances fill the parking lot as Kenny’s eyes take it all in. Declan Hale is still resisting as six officers try to stuff him into the backseat of car. Kieffer Stone is being wheeled towards an ambulance. Thadd 2 Badd, with Crosby Carter and Carsyn Carrabetta are sitting with Thadd 2 Badd in another ambulance.

The door behind Kenny Katz opens, and Dirk Oswald walks out. Dirk stops by Kenny.

DIRK OSWALD: Welcome to the Factory.

Dirk chuckles and then walks away.

DIRK OSWALD: Might want to inform Anna Badstreet; that she may have a long night a head of her.

Kenny Katz just stands there watching, as his phone rings madly in his hand.

FADE TO BLACK.