(FADEIN: Marcus LaRoque’s backstage office. He is sitting there reading through some papers as there is a knock on his door. He briefly calls out for the person on the other side to enter, and as soon as he does, Vice President Juliet Marceau walks in; a smile on her face.)
LaROQUE: "And why do you seem so chipper today, Juliet?"
MARCEAU: "I can just sense something … like … a conclusion."
LaROQUE: "I thought Alister Hayze already ended your so-called relationship."
MARCEAU: "Oh not him. He’s the furthest thing from my mind.."
LaROQUE: "Uh, huh."
MARCEAU: "I’m talking about BattleBRAWL. Not only will we finally crown a Television champion … hopefully one that will bring stability to the title … but it will also be the last time that I have to hear Jean Rabesque introduced as the New ERA World Heavyweight champion."
LaROQUE: "A little cocky aren’t you?"
MARCEAU: "I know how you like a little cock here and there, Marcus…"
LaROQUE: "That was wrong…"
MARCEAU: "So?"
LaROQUE: "Did you come in here for anything else other than trying to convince yourself that Rabesque is totally losing his title at Battle BRAWL?"
MARCEAU: "Nope. Just thought I’d enlighten you with the good news."
(With this Marceau winks and turns. As she walks out the door she turns and smiles once more, even chuckling, as she exits out of the view. CUTTO: LaRoque’s face, somewhat concerned and wondering why Juliet Marceau seems so certain….. CUTTO: Ringside.)
GHEORGHE: "And Juliet Marceau seemed awfully certain that Jean Rabesque’s number is up at BattleBRAWL."
JIVE: "It’s simple, Tom. Jean Rabesque has had a quaint little run as World Heavyweight Champion .. hell he’s dwarfed Larry Tact’s reign … but the fact of the matter is that he’s oh, two and one against Chaos … and that’s just something he can’t overcome."
GHEORGHE: "That’s something we will find out … because the next time you will see New ERA of Wrestling on television … it will be LIVE from the Key Arena in Seattle, Washington as New ERA’s second pay per view BattleBRAWL will come crashing into your living rooms!"
JIVE: "Millions of people across the world will witness Jean Rabesque’s crash and burn."
GHEORGHE: "But before that we have to finish tonight’s show .. and coming up next should be an incredible match as Jay and Alister Hayze will meet face to face in this very ring in just a few moments."
JIVE: " Jay is coming off that incredible victory over the Distributor of Pain last week … where he just obliterated him…"
GHEORGHE: "But Alister Hayze is also coming off a hard fought victory as he squeaked by the Phantom Republican."
JIVE: "Key word there is squeaked. Jay had an easy time with Distributor of Pain …"
GHEORGHE: "And why do you care so much about Jay?"
JIVE: "I hate Alister Hayze. He came to the aid of Jean Rabesque .. and Jean Rabesque came to his aid. It’s sickening."
GHEORGHE: "We’ll see who comes out on top tonight … let’s head up to Carl Jacobs who is standing in the ring."
(CUTTO: Carl Jacobs who is standing in the ring as the lineup for the match flashes on screen.)
JACOBS: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and has a thirty minute time limit … introducing first …."
(CUEUP: ‘One Vision’ by Queen as the fans in the arena jump to their feet and pop as Alister Hayze walks through the curtains. He has a smile on his face as he slaps some hands on the way down to the ring.)
JACOBS: "He stands five foot ten inches tall and weighs 220 pounds …… hailing from Memphis, Tennessee ………… ALISTER HAYZE!"
GHEORGHE: "Hayze looks to be in incredible form tonight, Nick."
JIVE: "That won’t help him. Jay is focused .. he’s hungry … and he wants to go into the BattleBRAWL battle royal with a victory!"
JACOBS: "And his opponent …. Hailing from Louisville, Kentucky….."
(CUEUP: ‘Huck It’ by the Offspring as the lights dim and a blue strobe hits the crowd. They begin to cheer as Jay walks through the curtain.)
JACOBS: "He stands six foot three and weighs 231 pounds …………. JAY!"
(SFX: Bell rings.)
GHEORGHE: "And the fans should be treated to an incredible match as both men were given warm welcomes here tonight from this sold out crowd in the ARCO Arena!"
JIVE: "Sacramento needs to get their priorities straight. You don’t cheer men like Alister Hayze … you put them away."
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze locking up with Jay … and they go to the ropes … the referee over to break it up and it’s a clean break. Jay comes off the ropes and locks up again with Alister Hayze, who in turn irish whips him into the opposite ropes … Jay on the return .. hops over Hayze who dropped to the mat … Jay stops … Alister Hayze gets up AND JAY TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A STANDING DROPKICK!"
JIVE: "Alister Hayze was expecting Jay to be coming off the ropes, but Jay outsmarted him by stopping short and setting himself up nicely."
GHEORGHE: "Jay on the mat with Hayze now as he locks in a chinlock … and Alister Hayze quickly rolls over on top of Jay ….. ONE ……. but Jay kicks out easily. Both men getting to their feet … and Alister Hayze with a hook of the waist of Jay … AND HE SENDS HIM OVER WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Alister Hayze up to his feet … AND HE DROPS THE LEG ON THE THROAT OF JAY!"
JIVE: "Hayze with some pretty cheap moves already in this match… kicking a man while he’s down."
GHEORGHE: "Hayze up now and he walks back and forth as he waits for Jay to get to his feet…"
JIVE: "He’s not too smart .. he’s giving Jay some breathing room. Alister Hayze isn’t talented enough to let guys get some breathing time."
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze happens to be one of the most talented wrestlers that I’ve seen in a long, long time, Nick."
JIVE: "You’ve obviously got no eye for picking out talent. Thank God you’re not a talent director for New ERA."
GHEORGHE: "Jay on his knees as Alister Hayze coming back in … and Jay with a shot to the gut stops Hayze in his tracks!"
JIVE: "Told you. It was a mistake by Hayze to let up. Not that I’m complaining, mind you."
GHEORGHE: "Jay grabs the head of Alister Hayze …. AND DROPS TO THE MAT NAILING A JAWBREAKER! Alister Hayze walking very gingerly around the ring holding his jaw … AND HERE COMES JAY WITH A FLYING CROSSBODY BLOCK! ONE …….. TW—NO! Kickout by Alister Hayze!"
JIVE: "Alister Hayze has taken his eye of the ball, Tom. Instead of focusing on Jay he must be thinking about DREDD and how stupid it was of him to get involved in their quest to see Jean Rabesque’s World title reign come to an end."
GHEORGHE: "Jay now with Alister Hayze’s legs … and he’s trying to lock on the Boston Crab! Alister Hayze not aware enough right now to try to get out of it …. And Jay is starting to turn him over!"
JIVE: "And now the dumb lug realizes what’s going on."
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze now trying to move his weight the other way …. He’s throwing his arms to his left …. BUT THAT’s NOT ENOUGH AND JAY HAS THE BOSTON CRAB LOCKED ON!"
JIVE: "It’ll only be seconds before Alister Hayze is crying for his mommy… or … Jean Rabesque."
GHEORGHE: "Jay gets his hands locked and now he is sitting lower and lower trying to apply as much pressure as he can on Alister Hayze’s lower back."
JIVE: "And Hayze is trying to squirm out of this .. but it’s too late, Alister … It’s too late! You’re one and done! He’s grasping for the ropes …. WAIT! HE JUST TAPPED!!!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze DID NOT tap, ladies and gentlemen … he was hitting the mat in frustration that he can’t quite get to the ropes."
JIVE: "A tap is a tap!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze once again trying to making it to the bottom ropes …. HE IS ALMOST THERE!!! Jay is trying his damndest to apply more pressure to immobilize him ….. BUT ITS NO USE AS ALISTER HAYZE GRIPS THE BOTTOM ROPE!"
JIVE: "The damage is already done, though!"
GHEORGHE: "We’ll see … Jay releases the hold and now he STOMPS on the back of Alister Hayze and the referee has to get in the way since Hayze is still holding the ropes. Hayze veerrrrrrrry slowly gets to his feet … AND JAY CHARGES IN AFTER HIM ……….. AND ALISTER HAYZE LAUNCHES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE ARENA FLOOR!"
JIVE: "NO!!! Hayze can’t back body drop him like that!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze now falls to the mat in the ring while Jay is still lying on the arena floor … and the referee is now counting them both!"
JIVE: "Slide in the ring Jay … let the ref count Hayze down!"
GHEORGHE: "Jay starting to stir on the arena floor as he hit it pretty hard … but Alister Hayze is still holding his lower back in the ring. Jay slides in to break up the count by the referee and now he walks over to Alister Hayze. Jay picking up Hay--- SMALL PACKAGE BY ALISTER HAYZE!!! ONE ………….. TWO ……………… KICKOUT AT THE LAST MOMENT!"
JIVE: "The bastard was playing opossum!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze jumps to his feet as Jay gets to his …. Alister Hayze meeting Jay halfway … AND CLOBBERS HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Alister Hayze now with a drop toe hold and he floats over Jay to lock on the side headlock! Alister Hayze really wrenching on the head of Jay … but Jay with a few shots to the side of Alister Hayze causing him to prematurely release the hold."
JIVE: "Great ring presence by Jay. He kept his cool and managed to get out of that sticky situation."
GHEORGHE: "Jay now trying to get to the ropes and he does! Alister Hayze backs off …. AND JAY MANAGES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF HAYZE AND CLOCKS HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A SUPERKICK!"
JIVE: "Alister Hayze went down like Beau Michaels on a choir boy!"
GHEORGHE: "Jesus!"
JIVE: "Apparently that’s what the choir boy was yelling."
GHEORGHE: "STOP IT! Jay now heading to the top ropes …. And Jay is perched on the top rope and he is waiting for Alister Hayze to get to his feet!"
JIVE: "Just nail him now! Don’t give him any opportunities!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze slowly getting to his feet ……….. AND JAY COMES OFF AND NAILS HIM WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK!!!! JAY WITH THE COVER ……….. ONE ……………. TWO ………………. KICKOUT!"
JIVE: "No he got him!"
GHEORGHE: "No he did not, Nick! Jay up and he has Alister Hayze to his feet …. He irish whips him … NO HAYZE REVERSES IT AND PULLS HIM BACK …. Alister Hayze tosses Jay high in the air and Jay hits the mat face first! Alister Hayze now over to Jay … he is going for the figure four!!! BUT JAY KICKS HIM IN THE BACKSIDE! Alister Hayze gets to his feet and now they’re locking up …. Hayze goes around Jay …. Tries to hook him ….. But Jay with an elbow … and he picks him up …… BACKBREAKER!"
JIVE: "Jay really working over Alister Hayze .."
GHEORGHE: "Jay brings Hayze to his feet … he hooks the tights and brings him over with a suplex! AND NOW JAY KICKING THE BEJEEZUS OUT OF ALISTER HAYZE! Jay now runs up to the turnbuckle … AND HE NAILS A MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP ROPE! Jay with the cover …… ONE ……………….. TWO ……………….. THR—Nooooooooo! Kickout!"
JIVE: "Jay almost pulled off an upset there."
GHEORGHE: "Jay with Hayze again .. he brings him to his feet … Jay with a kick to the stomach … and now he drives a knee into the stomach … Jay with the go behind … and he BRINGS HAYZE TO THE MAT WITH THE SIDE SUPLEX! Jay now wrenching on the head of Alister Hayze trying to get him to submit … BUT ALISTER HAYZE GETS TO THE ROPES!"
JIVE: "Alister Hayze needs to realize that he’s got no prayer. What an incredible match we’ve seen so far …"
GHEORGHE: "Jay now driving his knee into Hayze’s … and he wrenches on the legs now! But Hayze gets to the ropes. Jay is trying his hardest to get Alister Hayze to toss in his hat."
JIVE: "I bet you that Juliet Marceau came to Jay and told him his job was on the line tonight … and this is why we’re seeing an increased drive in Jay."
GHEORGHE: "Jay now pacing back and forth.. he picks up Alister Hayze from the mat and locks on a sleeper! Jay applying pressure and Alister Hayze looks like he’s fading! Jay telling the referee to get ready to ring the bell… Alister Hayze’s eyes are drooping .. and THEY SHUT!"
JIVE: "Alister Hayze is out!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee picks up Alister’s arm …. AND IT FALLS! The referee counts one … he picks up Hayze’s arm again … AND IT FALLS! The referee counts two … one more time and Jay will win this match! The referee picks up Alister Hayze’s arm a third time ….. IT DROP… NO! It dropped halfway but he shoots his arm in the air and the fans are now rallying for Hayze to get out of the hold ….. HAYZE STOMPING HIS FEET AND HE ELBOWS JAY IN THE STOMACH!"
JIVE: "But Jay still has the hold locked on!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze drives another elbow into the stomach … AND THE HOLD IS BROKEN! Alister Hayze with a ROUNDHOUSE RIGHT …. And ANOTHER! Jay is wobbling …. Alister Hayze charges at him …. AND KNOCKS HIM DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Jay back to his feet …. AND HAYZE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE!"
JIVE: "No goddammit! Where is DREDD?!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze now picks up Jay …… he bounces off the ropes ….. AND HITS A LETHAL-LOOKING NECKBREAKER ON JAY! Here’s the cover …….. ONE ……………. TWO ………………. KICKOUT!"
JIVE: "I thought he almost had him there!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze upset … he picks Jay up and sends him into the ropes … Jay on the return … Alister Hayze puts his head down ……. BUT JAY STOPS AND SENDS HIM TO THE ROPES! Jay now puts his head down ………. AND ALISTER HAYZE WITH A SUNSET FLIP!!! ONE ………. TWO ……….. KICKOUT!!!"
JIVE: "The referee seemed to count pretty quickly there!"
GHEORGHE: "And Jay up the his feet and he’s yelling at the referee …. I think he’s agreeing with you, Nick!"
JIVE: "Who would ever disagree with me?"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze though sneaking up behind Jay ….. AND HE SCHOOLBOYS HIM! ONE …….. TWO …………….. THREE!!!!"
(SFX: Bell rings.)
JIVE: "WHAT?!"
JACOBS: "The winner of this match … ALISTER HAYZE!"
GHEORGHE: "ALISTER HAYZE JUST SHOCKED JAY! Hayze with a sunset flip attempt and then schoolboyed him while Jay was arguing with the referee on the pace of the count … and that TOTALLY caught Jay off guard ………. Alister Hayze picks up the victory here in Sacramento!"
JIVE: "And now Jay is up arguing with the referee again!!! But the referee just throws his hands in the air! Jay was screwed here tonight!"
GHEORGHE: "Alister Hayze is walking up the rampway shaking all the fans’ hands … we gotta take a break .. but when we get back … the WOMEN’s TAG MATCH!"
JIVE: "Wait a minute ..."
(CUEUP: "Shapes of Things" by The Jeff Healy Band, the crowd erupts as Jean Rabesque walks to the ring, World Heavyweight championship across his waist, 'No False Gimmicks' across his chest, he raises a hand to the fans, climbs into the ring, grabs a microphone, and begins speaking.)
GHEORGHE: "The World Heavyweight Champion is coming down to ringside!"
JIVE: "Who else is he going to attack tonight?? He’s already shown that he’s got a yellow streak down his back when he attacked Chaos earlier!"
RABESQUE: "I hope I proved my point already tonight. Chaos went down cold. Now, Chaos , one can argue that you didn't deserve that, and you know what, they're probably right. But a message needs to be sent to the entire New ERA roster right now, and to continue that point, I'm go to go ahead and call that coward ANTAEUS out..... RIGHT NOW!"
(Nothing happens inside of the ring, Rabesque just stands and waits....)
JIVE: "ANTAEUS is too smart .. he won’t come down there…"
(LIGHTS GO OUT!!!! Crowd cheers.)
GHEORGHE: "What were you saying, Nick?"
JIVE: "Hell, he is smarter than I thought!! He must have a gameplan!"
(As they come back on, ANTAEUS is standing behind Rabesque, he charges, but Rabesque realizes this just in time and ducks an ANTAEUS clothesline, Rabesque begins to lay into ANTAEUS with rights and lefts, before hitting a MASSIVE German suplex. After this, Rabesque goes to the outside to grab a steel chair, only to have ANTAEUS escape the ring and head back up the aisle as Rabesque looks on.)
GHEORGHE: "Jean Rabesque just got out of an attempted attack by ANTAEUS … and he sends him right to the back by hitting a German Suplex ….. and ANTAEUS was seconds away from getting smashed with a chair!"
JIVE: "ANTAEUS proved one thing, though … and that’s that Rabesque will never know just when or where he’ll be!"
(Rabesque laughs and grabs the microphone)
RABESQUE: "That's right, good idea, you were about to become exhibit B. Right now, I want everyone in New ERA to pay attention. The days of treating the world champ as if he were some kind of chump are over! ANTAEUS, I'm tired of you and your ways, I'm done with DREDD, I'm done with all of them. From this day on, you playing your stupid games is DONE! Now, Chaos , don't take it personal, you were just a sacrifice. You were a message to the entire damn company! You get in the way of me, or of my World Heavyweight Championship, you will pay, and you will get your ass kicked! So, the two of you think you have what it takes to take this away from me, to do what has yet to be done? Know that I'm tired of being the bitch-boy around here, and I'm not going to stand by and let anyone else dictate what is going to happen. I am the dominant force around here, and everyone else in this company, you have 2 options. Option 1 is move the hell out of my way! Option 2.... is the Chaos treatment."
JIVE: "Please … I cannot wait until Chaos gets his hands on the World Heavyweight Champion at BattleBRAWL … hell, I can’t wait till either of those men do!"
RABESQUE: "No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque!"
(Crowd goes berserk as Rabesque climbs the ropes, holding up the title.)
GHEORGHE: "Strong words from the World champion ... but now we gotta take that commercial break!"
