The scene opens up in an undisclosed location in an empty arena. The only people present are Keith Kincaid and Trent Brown sitting at a table by ringside and Wallace Cunningham standing in a ring. Neither of the three look like they know what they’re doing there.
TB: Hello this is Trent Brown along with Keith Kincaid.
KK: And I’m at a loss for words Trent.
TB: Must be the first time in history for you Keith, but I’m afraid I agree with you. The HWA has been in a state of influx recently. No one knew where things stood. Then we were given an email from an address none of us recognized. It told us to meet here in this location, which we were forbidden to tell to anyone.
KK: Of course I didn’t trust that so I did some detective work. I asked Neil Williams himself what it meant. He told me to just go along with it.
TB: So here we are not knowing what it means. Is there someone knew in charge of the HWA? Is Sett in charge? Morgoth? Kano Kanemoto? Grimjack? Trystan? Neil himself? That’s all up for conjecture. But I’m guessing we’ll soon find out. I . . . I don’t know what else to say Keith.
KK: Me neither Trent. Let’s just wait and see what happens, it’s our job I guess.
Suddenly "King Of My World" by Saliva hits.
TB: Oh great not him anyone but him.
Kevin Conner walks out and down the ramp. You can tell he would be getting booed if there were any fans in the arena but it’s empty. He’s acting cocky like usual. He gets in the ring and looks Cunningham up and down like he doesn’t matter. Then he pulls a mic out of his back pocket.
Conner: I’m sure a lot of monkeys wonder what the hell is going on. Well I know. Let’s just say tonight I will leave as HWA world champion and afterwards I’ll be kicking it Idaho style.
Conner tosses the mic and leans against the ropes waiting for something.
TB: What the hell does that mean?
KK: Not quite sure but it’s about god damn time Conner was champ again! And I think I know what Idaho Style is and I like it. A lot. I think the HWA is about to return to it’s glory days Trent.
TB: Well then tell me and all our viewers!
KK: No.
TB: You liar you don’t know what’s going on.
Conner is just waiting when suddenly a dark figure starts walking down the ramp with no pretenses, no surprsing, just walking down the ramp and he seems to be concentrating on Conner.
KK: Wait a minute who is that?
The figure is wearing a black hoody and he hops onto the ring apron and looks straight at Conner. Suddenly he lifts back the hood and everyone sees it’s Jason Craven.
TB: Are they going to face each other finally!?!
Craven throws off his sweatshirt and looks at Conner with hate in his eyes. Conner rushes him but Craven ducks it and Conner flies out of the ring landing hard on his head.
TB: Looks like we might have a match here!
KK: Yeah it looks like the HWA is back Trent!
TB: Yeah but wasn’t it a triple threat for the world title? What about Mental Mark or Sean Moore?
KK: Don’t know don’t care, we have to HWA legends going at it here.
Craven gets on the top turnbuckle and jumps off landing on Conner’s shoulders and hits a huge hurricurrana sending Conner flying over the guardrail into a bunch of folding steel chairs.
TB: Thank God no one was sitting in those chairs but I think Conner wishes there were!
Conner gets up bleeding heavily from the forehead but wipes the blood away and looks pissed. He sees Craven who is climbing over the rail and charges him clotheslining him over it. Then he grabs one of the steel chairs and as Craven is getting up to attack again he gets hit over the head with it opening up a massive gash. Conner jumps over the guardrail and hits Craven with the chair.
TB: A bloodbath! I’ve been with the HWA for a number of years and this has never been what the HWA was about! It should be about pure wrestling not this!
KK: Shut up it doesn’t matter how he does it as long as Conner wins!
Conner pulls Craven to his feet and rolls him into the ring. The he gets on the turnbuckle and jumps off hitting a perfect One of a Kind.
KK: Well that was quick. Nice win Conner.
Conner covers and Wallace is counting when suddenly Jason Mysterio runs down and pulls Conner off. Wallace Cunningham starts to complain and is going to call for a dq but Mysterio pulls a mic out of his pocket.
TB: What the hell???
Mysterio: Just wait a second ok. I was told by upper management that this here is no disqualification rules. Oh yeah and I manage Mental Mark and he has every right to be here as you two. But right now he’s taking care of some business. Observe.
The HWAtron hits up and we see the backstage where Mental Mark is beating the hell out of Sean Moore. Moore is bleeding everywhere and Mark seems unscratched. Mark scoops up Moore and hits the strait jacket on the hard concrete floor. Then his girlfriend Tina walks over and gives him a kiss to congratulate him as Moore is outcold. The HWAtron goes off.
Mysterio: As you can all see my protégé has his opponent beat so he deserves to be in this match as much as Conner and Craven here! So that’s why I interfered! To give Mental Mark his shot which he deserves!
Mental Mark comes running down the ramp holding Mr. Bear. Mysterio hops out of the ring and Conner and Craven get ready to meet him. Mark slides into the ring and starts battling both Conner and Craven hitting them both over the head with Mr. Bear. Conner gets up and Mark swings at him with Mr. Bear but Conner ducks and hits him with a kick to the gut followed by a DDT. Conner bounces off the ropes and hits an elbow drop. He pulls Mark up and is looking for a DVD with him on his shoulders but Craven gets up and dives and hits a shoulder block to Conner’s knee sending them all down to the mat tired.
TB: Everyone is down! Whoever recovers first is new HWA world champion! I guess!
Craven gets up and looks at Conner and Mark thinking about a cover.
TB: Do it Jason!
Craven hesitates then he goes to cover Conner who instead turns it into a small package.
KK: He waited to long!
Cunningham counts . . . 1 . . . 2 . . Craven barely kicks out. Craven gets up pissed that he lost his chance and even almost lost. He looks around and sees Mr. Bear that Mark dropped in the corner. He picks it up and as Conner is getting up he smacks him across the head with it with huge force.
KK: No!
TB: Well that’s it Craven has it won.
Craven covers Conner 1 . . . 2 . . . but Mark is up and breaks up the count diving with an elbow. Craven gets up pissed and he and Mark start brawling. Craven irish whips Mark and Mark bounces off the ropes ducking a clothesline then hits a running drop kick on Craven. Craven gets up groggy and Mark grabs right onto his shoulders.
TB: Here it comes it’s the Strait Jacket!
Mental Mark drops Craven down hard and hits the strait jacket. 1 . . . 2 . . . but no Craven kicks out!
TB: How? HOW?
KK: I don’t think I ever saw anyone kick out of that!
Mark gets up in shock. He pulls Craven to his feet and goes to irish whip him into the corner. Craven reverses it but then Mark hits a triple reversal and irish whips Craven into the turnbuckle. Craven slumps into the turnbuckle barely awake and Mark looks around like this is his time. He walks over and sets Craven up on the turnbuckle and climbs up. He places Craven on his shoulders. Mark looks around obviously in his zone.
TB: Don’t do it Mark! You’ll regret it for the rest of your career!
Mark doesn’t hear Trent’s pleading and leaps off hitting a massive Strait Jacket off the top rope turnbuckle. Mark goes immediately into a cover . . . 1 . . . 2 . . .3!
KK: No!
TB: Yes! New champion! Mental Mark is HWA world champion!
Jason Mysterio gets in the ring to congratulate him. Kevin Conner is just getting up and sees what happens and looks pissed that he couldn’t stop it. He rushed and clotheslines Mysterio out of the ring.
TB: What a sore loser.
KK: Mark cheated and you know it.
Mark is pissed and goes to hit Conner with the title belt Cunningham had just handed him but Conner ducks and hits a move that is kind of a cross between a stone cold stunner and a rock bottom.
TB: Wait a minute . . . I know that move . . .
KK: You’re damn right you do.
Mark is down and Conner is looking cocky. He picks up a mic.
Conner: Mark you got lucky that I got hit with your stupid teddy bear. So you’re HWA champ . . . but not for long. And it doesn’t even matter. Because ICSAAC!!!!
TB: What?
KK: Come on Trent, you don’t remember the SAAC?
Suddenly “One Armed Scissor” by At the Drive In hits.
TB: No!
KK: Yes!
None other than Grimjack walks out wearing white cargo shorts, green plaid short sleeve shirt and black puma sneakers. He’s holding a Molson Ice bottle. He gets in the ring and pulls out a mic.
Grimjack: HWA! Welcome me back!
TB: It’s good to see him back but not if he’s on the side of Conner again.
Grimjack: Thank you. There’s no one here to witniss this great event, but if their were, I’m sure they would be cheering. Now I had a great time in Mexico, I really did. But HWA runs through my blood. So it was time to return. And why not return in style. I’m sure many of you must remember the SAAC?
Conner comes over and grabs the mic.
Conner: Make that the ICSAAC!
Grimjack: Whatever. What matters is that the LD had a great run, we owned. Me, you and Anderson. I don’t know where he is now, and if I did the LD would reign supreme as it always did. But now the only talent left is Conner . . . and me, we’re back to form the SAAC . . . I mean the ICSAAC.
TB: What the hell does ICSAAC stand for?????
Grimjack: I’m back in charge. I’ve got Neil’s backing. And I’m not taking any shit. It’s time for a new golden age you bastards. And it begins now.
Mental Mark is starting to get up and Grimjack hits him over the head with the bottle he was holding and Mark is back out cold. Grimjack and Conner drape the world title over Mark and leave the ring as the scene fades out.
KK: This is a great day!
TB: No this is a tragedy. I guess we’ll see you next week though because the HWA is back!