Domestic Disturbance May 25 Birmingham Zoo, Birmingham, Alabama Larry Milligan: Welcome to the Birmingham Zoo as we get set for more intense action. But before we get started let us take you back to last week. Pandemonium it sure was and a few exciting surprises. Rick Malone: Indeed it was Larry but there were no surprises just a huge miscall. Larry Milligan: And what would that be? Rick Malone: The upset of Chaos. It was probarly Avant calling the match and it was him that gave the bad call that put Laiman over Rey Pierce. Larry Milligan: Isn't every loss he gets a miscall or a bad day? Well according to him. But thats not what I was referring to. Rick Malone: Then what Mr. Milligan? Larry Milligan: That screw job that Shadow put on Cruz. especially after all he did for her. Rick Malone: Wait, what he do for her? Name one thing he's done at all. Larry Milligan: He built this fed from the ground up, he gave her a job. A shot at the world title. Rick Malone: First of all Shadow earned that shot fair and square. She's kept this entire fed alive. Its simple Larry. Shadows fed up. Cruz basically smothered her and therefore he got what he deserved. Everyone in the fed, including her opponents thought she was a joke just because she was a woman. Larry Milligan: So. If she was mad at Cruz she should have said something, like any mature person would. Even with that aside Cruz was and still is her superior and she had no right to do what she did, no matter how good she is or what she's done. Stacey Alexis: The following match is for one fall. Announcing first, On her way to the ring with Soul Reaper from Death Valley....... Raveness. "Forsaken" from the soundtrack of Queen Of The Damned starts playing. The arena goes pitch black and images of vampires, death, destruction, graves and blood start flashing on the screen as drips of blood start to fill the word - RAVENESS. Deep red lights shine on the entrance as she walks out. Stacey Alexis: And now her opponent from Seattle, Washington here is "Last Angel" Zarian Saint. He comes to the ring with a long blue leather coat on. He has the hood over his head. with the word "SAINT" on the top of the hood. He extends his hands and are runs into the ring and stands on the top rope (not the turnbuckle) and nails a backflip and takes off his hood and then his jacket and prepares for his opponent. Larry Milligan: Now this match should be a classic with Raveness looking for her first win here and Zarian Saint looking to get on with business. Rick Malone: Well this match is one that i think should be good. Zarian Saint is looking to get up to the top of SWA just the same as Raveness. Now let's get to the action. They look at each other and then Raveness runs at Zarian and goes for a clothesline but Zarian ducks under it and hit's Raveness with dropkick. Zarian then follows up as he picks up Raveness and lands a T-Bone suplex. Larry Milligan: Zarian just hit Raveness with one of his best moves and i think this match might be over quick. Rick Malone: No it's not look Raveness is back up on her feet. Zarian is posing for the fans when he turns around Raveness greets him with a quick punch to the face and then she picks him up and hit's a sidewalk slam. Rick Malone: See i told you that Raveness wasn't out of it Larry. Raveness then climbs to the top rope and fly's off hitting Zarian with a frog splash and goes for a pin attempt as the ref begins to count. 1... 2... Zarian barely kicked out as Raveness looks over at Soul Reaper and then turns back to Zarian and Zarian pokes his fingers into her eyes and then Zarian kicks her in the gut then lift's her up and hit's another T-bone Suplex. Larry Milligan: Zarian has come back though Rick and now i think he is about to go to work on Raveness. Zarian picks up Raveness and hit's a running powerslam causing Raveness to roll around in pain on the mat. Zarian looking at Raveness on the mat starts to climb to the top rope, he flies off and nails the canvas as Raveness rolls out of the way. Larry Milligan: What a shot. I don't know how much more Raveness has. Raveness slowly gets to her feet then Zarian fly's off the top rope but Raveness ducks out of his way and Zarian crashes into the mat. Larry Milligan: No wonder the call it a high risk move. Raveness sees Zarian getting up and she brings him down with a closeline. Larry Milligan: And I'm sure Zarian is feeling that one. Rick Malone: Yea, maybe next time he'll try and do more so that he doesn't get beat up...by a girl. The Raveness picks up Zarian and hit's a Midnight Execution (Last Ride Powerbomb) and goes for a pin attempt. The Ref starts to count. 1... 2... Zarian kicks out to the surprise of Raveness. Zarian staggers to his feet as Raveness goes for a Death Sentence (Twist of Fate) but Zarian throws her off and then hit's Raveness with a hard right jab to her jaw. Larry Milligan: And now Zarians playing the catchup game. Zarian goes to plant a suplex but Raveness reverses it and hits the Death Sentence. Larry Milligan: And that will be all she wrote. 1... 2... 3... Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner...Raveness!!! Raveness and Soul Reaper celebrate in the ring and then take the hike back but Saint still lies in the ring. Larry Milligan: Congratulations to Raveness on picking up her first win. But what a poor showing from Saint after picking up a huge against Tytus Arnol. Rick Malone: Well Larry the cookie crumbles that way. Like I said, Zarian should have gave a little more effort. The arena goes dark, the words "Erin Go Braigh" are echoed by a far off sounding voice, fallowed by the shrieking of banshees...the bell begins to toll, as a ring of green fire forms on stage left... Larry Milligan: Who the hell is this? Rick Malone: Shut up and you might find out. ...and Morgan rises from the fire like a phoenix..smoke begins to pour out as the opening guitar licks sound, and morgan makes his way slowly down the ring, the lights become green. Larry Milligan: Mary O' Mother. Its Sean Morgan, he's back!!! Rick Malone: Someone must have some hell to pay. Sean goes right to Saint and begins to stomp vigorously on him. Sean lifts him up and whips him off the ropes. Zarian comes back and Sean nails him with a hard ddt and Saint rolls out of the ring. Rick Malone: The Shamrocker ddt!!! Larry Milligan: Thats not right, to attack a downed defenseless man. Sean Morgan: Sorry kid...hhahaa, wrong place, wrong time...but the real angel must speak.... Larry Milligan: Angel my foot. Rick Malone: Shh!!! Let the man speak. Sean Morgan:So if you backstage monkeys would be so kind as to remove this mat stain from my ring, i would be much obliged.... Morgan: Oi, SWA....its been a long time since the wrestling world has witnessed The Chosen One in action...White Mike, Geno, Chris Chaos....its been a long time...But the wave of sin shall pass, the cloud of the wicked shall be no more, for the Original Archangel has returned....and for those of you who have been living in your mothers basement, and don't recognize greatness...allow me to introduce myself....I am the warrior of the Lord...the Bane of the Wicked...I am The Irish Assassin, Sean Morgan...and if you want a history lesson, just ask White Mike about the Celtic Scourge . Morgan:The son of murdered parents..the product of the IRA, the nightmare of the streets, the hammer of the Lord...the wave of the wicked shall be stemmed by my hand...If I have to personally take out every one of you out myself...for you are all ill, weather you know it or not..yes,,,very ill, very sick...and I must cure you all of your sickness, and put you out of your misery...so says the Lord Morgan: You see, the SWA is naught but a chess board, and you all are no more then pawns in my twisted game of chess. So husbands, love your wives, fathers, love your children, for the time to repent, the hour of judgment, has nearly arrived...and their will be no happy ending, no saving of yourselves...for Gods Assassin has come to smite the enemies of the father....Head my warning, Hear my Cry!!! The Chosen One Has Spoken!!! The door to the Commissioner's Office opens, and Shadow steps in, the SWA Title strapped over her shoulder, and a cocky smirk on her face. Shadow: Al! Al Laiman: Don't you ever knock? Shadow: Why would I bother knocking for an asshole like you? At that quip, Al is suddenly paying attention, as his head snaps up from his work and he glares at her fiercely. In return, he receives an irritating smile from Shadow. Al Laiman: What do you want? Shadow: Jesus, Al, how do you expect to keep people in this company if you're going to treat them like this when they come in looking for your heartfelt guidance and assistance? Al rolls his eyes. Al Laiman: Fine. Sit down, and tell me all your problems. I regret that I don't have the couch pulled out, but I wasn't expecting any head case frosty bitches today. Shadow smirks, sitting down in the chair he pointed to. Shadow: Aren't we touchy tonight? Al Laiman: State your business or get out. I've got work to do. Shadow sighs, draping one leg over the other. Shadow: Fine, fine... I came in to talk, but you obviously aren't interested in friendly conversation with the company's champion, who has done SO much for SWA, without even being asked to do so... Laiman folds his arms over his chest. Al Laiman: Nobody ever questioned your contribution to the company. Shadow: Then you owe me... in the form of two contracts for Dante and Virgil. Laiman narrows his eyes. Al Laiman: Why should I give you that? She shrugs, reaching over, grabbing a paper weight and fiddling with it. Al starts to look more and more furious as time goes on. Shadow: Because your tag team champions... suck, to put it mildly. They disappear for weeks, barely squeak off a win over the Death Angels because those two he-bitches were getting fired, and now all of a sudden, one of them wants a shot at a singles title. Is that really what you want your tag team division to be represented by? Besides... LOOK at my boys! They're big, strong guys, experienced wrestlers, good with on-camera work, hard workers... what's not to like? It's the total package! Al Laiman: I'm not signing them. Shadow narrows her eyes and bites off a sharp reply. Shadow: Why? Al sighs. Al Laiman: Because White Mike isn't here. He still owns the company, and if I hire anyone without going through him first, he'll have my head on a platter. I'm not too interested in sticking my neck out for YOU. Shadow fakes a yawn. Shadow: Sweet story, Al, but we both know it's a lie. You hired a bunch of your HHW miscreants without his permission. All you have to do is draw up a couple of contracts, sign them, and BAM. Your problems are fixed. Al Laiman: I can't. Shadow: That's not a good enough reason. Al Laiman: Do you need another one? Laiman appears to be getting very irritated with the conversation at this point, from the drawn, tense tone of voice he has taken on. Shadow notices this and smirks in amusement. Shadow: Yes. Al finally explodes. Al Laiman: Fine! I won't do it because I can't stand you, is that good enough? Shadow narrows her eyes, keeping her dangerous smirk as she stands up. Shadow: Fair enough, Alice. But... that's no problem. I'll just go over your head, because there are at least a few people in this company who realize how stupid it is to say no to ME. Shadow stands up and starts towards the door, sauntering casually. Of course, this poses a problem, as she still has his paperweight in her hand. Al Laiman: Hey! Shadow turns around. Shadow: What, Alice? He points at her with his pen. Al Laiman: You can't leave with that. Shadow looks down to the object in her hand. Shadow: Oh my bad! She pulls it up to look at it. Shadow: Oh this is cute! Al and Laura, Spring Break 2002. Is this your sister? Al rolls his eyes. Al Laiman: Yes. Shadow: So tell me, did you ever get her back from that messy kidnapping? Al Laiman: No, that's- Shadow makes a clucking sound with her tongue. Shadow: Pity. Must be tough, you having to hold on to your memories of her through... tacky snowglobes with your ugly pictures crammed into them. I hate it for you Alice, really I do. Al glares at her. Al Laiman: Give it back. Shadow: Oh, I don't plan to keep it. What, do you think I'd have a reason to want to look at your grotesque face when I don't have to? Shadow pulls her hand back over her head. Shadow: Catch. Al's hands go back over his head, naturally expecting her to throw it. Shadow merely laughs. Shadow: Ally, you're such a joke. Casually, she brings it down to her side and drops it on the ground. The sound of glass shattering is heard as the snow globe splinters into a million pieces. Shadow smirks and saunters out of his office. The last view that the camera catches, aside from a shot of the busted snow-globe spilling glitter and styrofoam precipitation onto the floor is Al Laiman, dropping his head into his hands and groaning under his breath. Rick Malone: Haha, that was great. Larry Milligan: (Shakes his head) Poor Al. No wonder he won't give Dante and Virgil a contract if she has to go tear up peoples property. Rick Malone: They deserve a contract just as much as anyone. Larry Milligan: All they'll do is help keep the title around that little waist of Shadow. The arena darkens and the lights begin to flicker off and on with a blood red tint. "Stay in Shadows" by Finger Eleven then begins to blast out on the public announcement system. The fans look around in confusion because they don't know who is making their entrance. Larry Milligan: Last week Rey lost a hard fought battle and he hopes to beat newcomer Doug Watson for another shot at him. Rick Malone: I hope they both TKO each other. The words Rey Peirce then flash across the Posh-I-Tron. Then a video of Rey from RWTG begins to play as the music gets to the chorus of the song. Rey then walks out on the stage and crouches down and points to the ring. Rey then stands up and walks down the ramp towards the ring. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and then stares around the arena. Stacey Alexis: On the way to the ring, from Toronto, Canada, REY PIERCE!!! Rey then walks to the ring steps and walks up them onto the apron. He then hops over the top ropes into the ring. He climbs up on to the turnbuckles and points out to the crowd. He then jumps off and waits for his opponent to come out to the ring. Stacey Alexis: And his opponent, from Centerville, Ohio, Doug Watson!!! Larry Milligan: Doug is new here and would like nothing more than to win his first match here. Rick Malone: That and get an early shot at Minos. Larry Milligan: Actually, according to him he doesn’t care about a shot at Minos. “Poem” by Taproot plays and Doug Watson slowly walks out and down the ramp. Standing before the ring apron he takes a deep breath and hopes in to begin his attack. Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner and new number one contender to the SWA Southren Title,DOUG WATSON!!! A man with a brown crew cut with blue jeans and a red shirt can be seen standing in front of the monkeys exhibit at the zoo. Several loud shrieks and hollers can be heard coming from it. A second man, a bald on with black pants and a "T.n.T" shirt can be seen stepping behind the other man known only as Geno. Geno: Howler monkeys. Small furry mammals with a brain no bigger than my fist, I'm not sure why they didn't put Chaos in here. There's a brief moment a silence where only the grotesque screams of the monkeys can be heard. Geno:Pretty loud, I certainly wouldn't want to live in a jungle. Tytus Arnol: I challenged you, why haven't you replied? That title WILL be mine. Geno: Your all talk Tytus, if you want it just come and take it. Tytus motions for Three to come in and the two corner him. Three lunges first but Geno catches him and slams his head against the steel bar. Three falls to the ground and grabs his now open wound. Tytus backs up and a sheepish grin widens on his face. Geno turns around to face Tytus for the first time. Geno: Tytus, if it will make up shut up you can have your shot next week. If this little stunt is any indication of the effort that you'll put into our match then the outcome has already been decided. The scene ends with Geno and Tytus staring into each others faces. Larry Milligan: Wow that will be huge. Tytus and Geno next week. But now its time for these two to go at it once again. Chris is hoping that third times a charm. Rick Malone: Third time IS a charm and your about to watch Minos get pinned 1,2,3 right in the center of the ring. Larry Millgan: If you say so. "As I Am" by Dream Theater blasts out of the zoo to a fairly diverse reaction. Larry Milligan: Hey thats not Minos's music, thats commissioners Al Laiman's music, whats he doing out here? Rick Malone: Maybe he has something to say? Al Laiman walks out with a mic and two sheets of paper and hurriedly rushes to the ring. Rick Malone: I wonder if Al misses his snow-globe yet. Rick laughs at his own joke but Larry doesn't seem amused. Al plops himself into the ring and raises the mic to his lips. Al Laiman: I'm out here tonight because of a small insignificant incident. Larry Milligan: I think he's talking about Shadow. Rick Malone: If he where smart he wouldn't do that, but wrestlers aren't paid to think. Al Laiman: Tonight Shadow busted in my office and demanded that I give Dante and Virgil a contract. After thinking about it... Rick Malone: Yeah right, you never think. Larry Milligan: What are you talking about, Al's a distinguished business man. Al Laiman: I've decided to let them put their money where their mouth is, or rather Shadows money since she has to talk for them. There for, next week we will see the current tag team champions, T.n.T, in action. The crowd boos at their name. Al Laiman: Against none other than Dante and Virgil. But, this isn't any ordinary tag team match-up and no the titles are not on the line but what i on the line is the future of Dante and Virgil in this company. If they loose Dante and Virgil will be no more and of course if they win they get a contract but no one cares about that. One last thing though, seeing how much Shadow wants them around may put her in a position to jeopardize the match so therefore she will be banned from ringside. "As I am" hits again and Laiman exits the ring and the voices of Larry and Rick come in. Larry Milligan: Wow, Dante and Virgil in their first match, how exciting will that be? Lights go off, and “Outshined” by Soundgarden hits as whitest pyro erupts from both sides of the stage as Chaos walks out in between the pyro Stacey Alexis: Introducing first, from New York City, Chris Chaos!!! Larry Milligan: Here we go now as Chaos tries to make third time a charm. Rick Malone: And on the other hand Minos is trying to make it three in a row against Chaos, but that won’t happen. As he walks to the ring with the dim arena lights and when he gets into the ring, Pyro comes up from each turnbuckle. He climbs up on one of the turnbuckle and throws his arm up , then jumps down and gets ready to fight. Stacey Alexis: And his opponent, from Antwerp, Belgium, the master of Judecca's Curse, MINOS!!! "Inferno" by Einherjer begins to play, and Minos appears at the top of the stage. He wastes no time showing off, and quickly makes his way to the ring to face his opponent, slapping the hands of a few fans disinterestedly along the way. He slides into the ring… Chaos instantly goes to stomping on him. Larry Milligan: Minos is a very good submissionist so Chaos needs to watch it. Rick Malone: That’s nothing, Chris is from New York, you know how tough those guys are? Chaos picks up Minos but Minos gets in a knee and then double axehandles Chaos in the back to bring him down. Minos tosses his trenchcoat over the ropes and then drops a nasty elbow to Chaos’s neck. Minos grabs him up and applies a reverse chin lock. Larry Milligan: Minos working on that neck of Chaos. Minos lets go and gives a swift kick to the back of Chaos’s neck and then helps to lift him up. Minos goes for a fisherman’s suplex and nails it, going for a cover afterwards. 1… 2… Larry Milligan: Chaos still alive here. Rick Malone: Beginners luck. Larry Milligan: And I suppose the other two times Chaos lost to Minos they were all luck. Rick Malone: You catch on fast. Minos lifts Chaos and sends him back down with a hard right. Minos lifts him again but Chaos gets in an eye rake and whips Minos off the ropes. Minos comes back and Chris gives him a shoulder block. Minos starts to get up but Chaos kicks him in the mouth, which busts his lip open. Minos falls but Chaos helps to lift him. Minos gets in a jab and a European uppercut but Chaos throws him off the ropes. Minos comes back but this time Minos knocks Chaos down with a cross body block. Chaos wobbles up and Minos brings him down with a reverse neckbreaker. Rick Malone: Stop it; you’re going to hurt Chaos’s neck. Larry Milligan: Somehow I think that’s the point. Chaos gets halfway up when Minos throws him into a snapmare but before Minos can add him into a hold Chaos rolls out of the way and adds Minos into a sleeper hold. Larry Milligan: And Chaos is working himself back up. Rick Malone: See that strategy, Chaos has him right where he wants him. Morris checks the arm of Minos and it falls promptly. 1… He checks again and the same thing happens. 2… Rick Malone: One more time and Chaos has this one in the bag. Morris checks the last time and his arm falls halfway and then it goes back up. Minos gets in an elbow, and then another, spins around and hits a Russian leg sweep. Larry Milligan: Chaos’s back and neck have to be killing him. Minos stands behind Chaos like a tiger stalking his prey. Chaos finally hobbles up and Minos adds him into a half STF and brings him down allowing him to add him in the rest. Larry Milligan: Chaos taps, Chaos taps!!! Rick Malone: No he didn’t, you didn’t see a thing. Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner…MINOS!!! Larry Milligan: So Minos made it three in a row and Chaos goes home empty handed once again. Al Laiman sits at his desk, hunched over a stack of papers when he hears and knock at the door. He looks up in inquiry and mutters under his breath "Not again." Tytus Arnol and Three walk into the door much to Al's relief. Al Laiman: Oh its you guys. Tytus Arnol: Where you expecting someone? Al Laiman: No, not at all…so what can I do for you guys. Tytus Arnol: It seems that I (Three shoots him an icy glare) we have a small predicament. You see, before we were booked in that tag match Geno had already agreed to give me a shot at his Regional Title. So we were going to see if we could get the match changed. Al Laiman: Anything for you guys. Therefore it will be a singles match up, Three vs. Dante. Steve Cummings once again seems to be preying on Shadow. Right as she opens the door to start towards the ring, she finds him standing there, poised with microphone and camera crew. She jumps slightly. Shadow: Jesus, what the hell do you want?! Steve Cummings: You sure do know how to make a man feel welcome, Miss Shadow. Can I have an interview? Shadow rolls her eyes. Shadow: Since that was at least a creative quip, yes. But make it fast, I've got an ass to beat. She sighs, looking at her nails and waiting for him to start talking. Steve Cummings: Well... Halsted seems to think he's got you all pinned down this week- seems to think that you're missing something about him. What do you say to his idea that you're not getting the point, and that you're underestimating his talent? Shadow scoffs. Shadow: Talent? Are you kidding me? Okay, let me go over this. The guy has two wins, two losses, and one DQ to his name here. For comparison purposes, let's take a guy who's been here just as long as he has... Minos. Minos has five wins, no losses, no DQ's. Both men have been here for five matches, yet Minos hasn't managed to lose yet- he's got a more spotless record than Halsted does, and I don't notice Minos walking in here DEMANDING a shot at me like it's his boyhood dream to captain a pathetic indy promotion or something. Steve Cummings: Uh... so...? Shadow: So he sucks, Steve. If he were anything special, he could pull off the same- five wins, no losses. Just like I've pulled off eight wins, no losses. It's NOT really that hard to do, I assure you, all it takes is a little bit of oh... hard work? Maybe talent? Those are obviously concepts that are foreign to my opponent this week, and no matter how much he tries to beef himself up as that great wrestler who just needs a chance... everybody knows it's a farce. Everybody knows that he's still mediocre at best, and the best part is that everybody knows... and nobody cares. Nobody cares if he stays here, or if he runs with his tail between his legs back to HHW. I might add that he's not really done anything special there either, and that ought to tell you something, considering how bottom of the barrel HHW is. She folds her arms over her chest. Steve Cummings: I guess another thing that might be brought up is that he still seems to think he's just playing games, saying that he doesn't care who you're dating and w- Shadow rolls her eyes and cuts him off. Shadow: Okay, I get really tired of that. He rattles off his mouth, spits out something that is COMPLETELY untrue, and then when I correct him on it, he just goes "I DON'T CARE." It's like putting your fingers in your ears and going "LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU" when someone says something that you don't want to listen to. He doesn't want to admit when he's wrong, and he doesn't want to admit that he's in way over his head right now. Steve Cummings: So you still think he is, even despite his size advantage? Shadow: Size doesn't matter. A lot of women will tell you that, won't they? Well... especially in this case, it doesn't. It hasn't mattered yet. I've managed to beat every lumbering, mouth-breathing, in-bred idiot they've slung at me so far, no matter the difference in height, weight, strength... whatever. Steve Cummings: And his confidence? She shrugs, smirking slightly. Shadow: Wasted. He can be as confident as he wants to be, but it's not going to help him. There's no point in being confident when you've got nothing to your name, nothing important, nothing special.. People like me? I've got a right to be confident. I can be confident because I've proved time and time again that I AM better than everyone else here- well, save Minos, but that's another contest for another day I suppose. Anyways... I don't have anything to prove anymore. Right now, I'm shooting fish in a barrel and taking on whoever gets tossed at me out of boredom. To be honest, I'm disappointed that Vin has acted like every other man I've wrestled thus far. And I'm bored. Steve Cummings: Well.. there's one other thing before you go. Halsted says that you've been ducking him since HHW. Is that true? Shadow arches an eyebrow. At that, even Dante smirks, laughing under his breath and shaking his head. Shadow: You've GOT to be joking. First of all, Halsted never stepped face to face with me to say "Hey Shadow, I want you one on one." If he had, I would have accepted the challenge gladly. And I'm sure you can see just from looking at what a waste he is why I wouldn't seek HIM out. No, I wasn't ducking him, his number just didn't come up until now. Now he's going to see why he shouldn't run his mouth off trying to look like a big scary man, because I'm going to prove to him why a dominant woman is a lot scarier than an oaf in wrestling tights ever will be. Just watch... amuse yourself if you like. I think that's all I have to say. With that, Shadow pretty much declares the interview to be over herself, walking away from the camera crew. Dante and Virgil follow along with her, Virgil amusing himself by giving Steve Cummings a very nasty look before they leave. “Blind” by Korn begins to play over the PA, as Vin Halsted enters the arena. The crowd finds him, dressed in a wresting attire, next to the t.v. screen, as it plays some of his highlights, standing tall with his arm raised. Stacey Alexis: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois...Vin Halsted!! Larry Milligan: Tonight's the night that Vin's dreams could become a reality. Rick Malone: Like thats going to happen. He begins his walk down the ramp playing the crowd by pointing. He slides into the ring, makes his way to each top turnbuckle, raises his fist each time Vin stands in the ring, pacing back and forth as he waits for the one chance that he's been wanting ever since he joined SWA- the chance to take on Shadow for the SWA Title. Obviously, he is very confident that he can take down the unstoppable champion, considering his words this week. Suddenly, the lights dim to a red shade, and Vin knows he's about to get the chance he's been waiting for. "Ware Her Venom" by Einherjer blares through the speakers, and every head in the place turns to the entrance area to see Shadow come through- though she certainly seems to be taking her time tonight. Stacey Alexis: Announcing now... hailing from Rathcormac, Ireland, your SWA Champion... Shadow! But even announcing her doesn't bring her out- it does, however, light up the video screen. At the back door of the SWA backstage setup at the zoo stands the champ, her belt over her shoulder... dressed in street clothes? She smirks. Shadow: Well, well, well... Vin, I guess you thought you were going to get the advantage this week by playing little mind games. But you see... I can play mind games too, and I can play mind games with the best of them. That's why you see you... standing out there in that little ring, prepared for your title shot... and me... standing back here, prepared to leave. Dante and Virgil approach from behind her, Virgil shouldering her gym bag. Dante's face seems to be expressionless, but Virgil is obviously amused. Shadow: Oh, that's right. I'm not coming down to the ring to defend my title tonight, and you know why? No, it's not because I'm "ducking you" Vin... I wouldn't duck someone who doesn't pose a challenge... but the simple fact is that I'm quite tired of coming down to defend my title against lesser men. You certainly qualify as one of those, considering, as I already said this evening, that you haven't managed to prove anything in SWA, other than that you are very mediocre, at best. I ask you, do mediocre men deserve a shot at SWA's biggest title? No. No they don't. She smirks again, putting her hands on her hips. Shadow: You might say I'm doing a bit of quality control. Since our Commissioner Alice is off down his rabbit hole of mediocrity, trying to turn this place into another floundering HHW, I thought I'd take things into my own hands. You enjoy yourself tonight, but, much like each evening, you will be spending this one alone... wrestling with yourself. She pats the title over her shoulder proudly, looking up at Dante and Virgil. Shadow: So... what do you say we get out of here? I'm bored. Virgil: After you... The three of them, without any further comment, make their way out of the backstage area, and out of the zoo. Presumably, Shadow has better things to do than waste her time with Halsted this week. The ring area is filled up with sudden boos, and Halsted looks just about as livid as he can possibly be. Larry Milligan: What the hell? She can't do that!! Rick Malone: Haha, thats great. To clarify that, what happened is that the SWA Champion just outsmarted Vin Halsted, which is not hard to do. Larry Milligan: Mary O' Mother, tune in next week to find out what Vin will do to retaliate. Vin, who's still staring hard at the now blank screen exits the ring and runs out hoping to catch the three before they exit the zoo.