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New Season, New Series

A Shooting Star

Introducing: Steven Shane

Fortune Favors The Bull

FLASHBACK: Randalls/Timmy

Crazy for the Sake of Crazy

We Die Tomorrow

When Crazy Doesn't Count

The Little Christian Soldier

Windham UPDATE

FLASHBACK: Hiroshi/Radder

FLASHBACK: Vacant No More

Do You REALLY Know The Muffin Man?

People Love Muffin Tops

Miami Hype

FLASHBACK: Vacant No More

BB: I can’t believe that’s the last we’ll see of Eli Flair as an active competitor in the CSWA. The man’s been a mainstay in the wrestling world for a decade. And he’s been one of the few truly decent real people I’ve ever had the pleasure of dealing with.

SB: That’s the past, Buckley. It’s time to move on.

BB: Like I said…one of the few truly decent real people. Hornet’s now headed back down the aisleway. He looks like he had a ball, truly enjoying watching Eli get the spotlight one last time.

SB: I think he’s just glad he’s gone.

BB: The fans are applauding, thankful of Hornet’s part in this Legends match. Up next folks, we’ve got the Main Event of the night. The culmination of one of the truly stacked tournaments, talent-wise, that we’ve ever seen in the wrestling world. From sixteen truly great wrestlers, now down to two.

(CSWAvision springs to life, as a cameraman gets a shaky picture. It’s odd… as CSWAvision is actually showing itself, at least partially, until the camera focuses in on a figure… ON TOP… of the huge video wall and scaffolding. Underneath… Hornet is stepping up onto the large stage outside the entryway.)

SB: What the h….

(An enormous BOOM goes off as pyro flames erupt on either side of the stage. The shockwave and shock, knocks Hornet off his feet momentarily… but just long enough.)

(The camera focuses in… Just as we realize the man on top of CSWAvision is masked… he dives… and all hell breaks loose.)


SB: He didn’t just…

(A cameraman has run up the rampway and focused in on a tangle of arms and legs. Underneath, Hornet appears to be unconscious, and may be having trouble breathing. On top, Vacant doesn’t seem much better, although it’s hard to tell through the mask.)

BB: He just jumped off of the top of the video wall with a shooting star splash and CRUSHED Hornet! We need paramedics out here NOW! Both of these men may be seriously hurt.

SB: That may be the greatest thing I’ve ever seen… especially if Bugbrain has a collapsed lung… or two.

BB: Shut up Sammy. It looks like Vacant is starting to move slightly, but still no sign of movement from Hornet.

(A replay of the events is shown on CSWAvision. It drops into slow-motion as Vacant jumps off the huge screen and does a full flip and a quarter before slamming down onto Hornet’s head, chest and stomach. Vacant’s body bounces off of Hornet’s before landing to rest, half-on and half-off, damage done.)

BB: Can we get some DAMN paramedics!?

(Vacant rolls fully off Hornet, slowing rolling to one side and trying to pull himself to his feet. He falls down to one knee, one hand grabbing his stomach.)

SB: Who is this guy?

BB: It looks like we’re about to find out. If he doesn’t collapse first.

(As the paramedics rush out, one tries to check Vacant, but the masked man pushes the medic away as he gets to his feet, still obviously stunned and recovering from the huge leap. Even so, he starts undoing the back of his mask. As the paramedics start to put Hornet on a backboard, Vacant pulls his mask off and throws it down on top of Hornet.)

SB: Wait a second – I’ve seen him somewhere.

(CUEUP: “Money, Power, Respect” by Lil’ Kim, the Lox and DMX begins to play. A little late, but apparently the production crew has figured out who it is as well.)

BB: That’s….that’s… RUBEN ROSS. What is HE doing here?

SB: Apparently bringing down the CSWA…. By first bringing down the Franchise! If Hornet had just stayed outta the way, maybe he would’ve been happy with the Unified Title.

(Ross looks down at Hornet one final time, then limps through the entryway.)

BB: “The Black Plague” has just infected the CSWA. And Hornet’s the first victim. Folks, we’re going to cut away while the paramedics do their work.