I'm Back, BUTTHEADS

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VVR loosens the nose up and then looks at Death-Angel and Darren Moore. Death-Angel and Darren Moore both lean down and grab Brenton Cyrus’ limp form and drag him over to VVR, who wraps the nose tightly around Brenton Cyrus’ neck

Rick: Ladies and gentlemen…if you have small children and haven’t already done so…please, either cover their eyes or put them to bed

Johnny: This is definitely going to get uncomfortable to watch…

VVR strings Brenton Cyrus up and pulls the nose tightly around Brenton Cyrus’ neck. Death-Angel then tilts his head back and roars as a jet of fire streams out of his mask. Slowly, the rope begins being lifted up. Brenton Cyrus’ feet leave the mat as the rope is lifted higher and higher.

Rick: This is just…disturbing…

Johnny:…

The camera focuses in on Brenton Cyrus who is lynched and hanging above the ring. Death-Angel, Darren Moore and Vincent Van Rose all stand side by side and hold each other’s hands up in victory as the shot suddenly switches to the backstage area…

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My fists clench as I watch Brenton hanging by his neck above the ring. THe clip cuts to Battle Grounds.

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James Shark smiles and slides out the ring. James Shark pulls out a chair from under the ring and slides back in. James Shark hits Chuck Matthews repeatedly on the back with the steel chair.

Rick: FINALLY, this is The New Disciples revenge!

Johnny: And Sharky’s awesome birthday present!

James Shark drops the chair to the mat, and picks up Chuck Matthews. James Shark puts Chuck Matthews in between his legs. James Shark taunts, and lifts Chuck Matthews up. James Shark piledrives Chuck Matthews onto the steel chair.

Rick: OUCH!

Johnny: AWESOME!

James Shark stands up and climbs up to the top rope. James Shark taunts, before getting down and rolling out of the ring.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”*
Clap Clap Clap-Clap Clap*
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”
*Clap Clap Clap-Clap Clap*

James Shark begins to walk up the ramp, soaking in the crowds chants. Meanwhile in the ring, Chuck Matthews clutches his neck in severe pain.

Rick: I think Chuck may have been seriously hurt here.

Johnny: Yeah, he landed directly on his head...

The ref kneels down to Chuck Matthews, and after a few seconds motions for assistance. EMTs appear from back stage, and move down the ramp with a stretcher and a back-board. They slide the stretcher in the ring and proceed to place a neck brace on Chuck. They then slowly roll Chuck Matthews onto the back-board, and strap him down.

Rick: It looks to be a neck injury...

Johnny: Let’s hope he hasn’t broken his neck.

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But that was exactly what had happened. James Shark had ruptured a disc in Chuck's neck, and cracked a vertebrae. Chuck was retired, possibly for good...and just like that, Brenton Cyrus and Chuck Matthews were taken out of wrestling. Permanently.

I can feel a slight smirk crossing my face. Deep down...I wished I could have been there. Been there, front row...hell, I wish I could have been the guy doing it. Those two were the pinnacle of evil. The worst you could ever become. Brenton was heartless, caring only for his own personal gain. Chuck was the manipulator. There had been a time I called him a friend. The word disgusted me now. Fuck Chuck Matthews. Fuck Brenton Cyrus. Those two were the sole reason for the problems that tore my family apart.

I was supposed to be the rock. Dad and I butted heads a lot. But it was me that my sisters looked up to. It was my job to protect them. FOr the most part, I had done just that. But three men in particular had penetrated my defenses. Gotten close to my sisters...and hurt them in ways no other human being could. Now, one was dead, and the other had been taken out for good...only one remained...

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Shadow Demon.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Shadow then suddenly stops laughing and the light turns off sending the entire arena into pitch black darkness and complete silence. Nothing is seen or heard for a while when suddenly some familiar drums blast throughout the arena. A guitar riff kicks in as more and more people start to recognize this song and then the chorus starts.

Frændir teir á skógin ríða
Við so góðum treysti
Sóu brenna heitan eld
Og hartil fagrar kostir
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Stíga á sínar hestar teir springa
Hoyrast kundi langen veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja

KAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

A spotlight shines onto the stage where Jason Hawk stands with a microphone in hand and a cane in the other hand. The crowd cheers louder then ever before.

“WELCOME HOME!”
'clap, clap, clap clap clap'
“WELCOME HOME!”
'clap, clap, clap clap clap'

Rick – HE IS BACK!!!!

Johnny – JASON HAWK IS BACK IN IWF!!!!

Rick – But why? He can't wrestle. Notice that he walks with a cane.

Johnny – I guess we are about to find out Rick.

Back in the ring Corey Casey has lit the lighter and is about to throw it on the cross but stops when he notices Jason. Corey gets a microphone.

Corey Casey.
What are you doing here Hawk? You are retired! Stay retired!

Jason smirks as he looks into the ring.

Jason Hawk.
Let me explain then Corey. Do you remember City of Evil 2009 inside the City of Salvation. Remember the main event? Do you remember Ryan Apollos winning the world heavyweight championship from Brenton Cyrus? Do you remember Corey? Do you remember the disbelief in Ryan's eyes when he realized that good old BC had already given you the title? Remember any of that Corey?
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Corey Casey.
Yes I do! Now get to the point Hawk!

Jason Hawk.
Oh I am getting there. Earlier this week Shadow came to me. He told me that he knew that he didn't have the best of chances to beat you tonight and he didn't. So Shadow had a back-up plan. He came to me and asked me for a favor. He didn't hesitate to take his offer. You see Corey, Shadow knew that if you were the GM of Battle Grounds nothing good would come of it. So Shadow came to me. Starting to realize why I am here?

Jason says with a smirk. The anger can be seen in Corey's face as he starts to realize what is happening. Corey lits the lighter and turns towards the cross.

Jason Hawk.
STOP RIGHT THERE! Shadow handed me his GM powers. Oh yes it is true! Jason Hawk is the new general manager of Battle Grounds and I do have all the power! And my first order is that if any of you lay a finger on Shadow you will all be fired! So Corey! I want you to consider your next move very wisely!

Corey Casey.
NO! I AM THE GM! I WON THEM! THE POWERS ARE MINE!!

Johnny – COREY IS NOT THE GM!!!

Rick – JASON HAWK IS THE NEW GENERAL MANAGER OF BATTLE GROUNDS!!!!!

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Brenton was dead. Chuck was injured indefinitely...and Hawk was...the GM of Battle Grounds?

Great fucking work, Shadow Demon. What a butthead move.

I turn off the TV, and slump back in my seat, breathing heavily. I think back. At some point, I had been face to face with each of those men. I had been inches from them, close enough to hurt them, just as bad as they had hurt my family...and I didn't...

But I would.

Even if it kills me......I will have my revenge.

This is for you, Taylor.

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The O'Day family was once the most well known and respected family in professional wrestling. One of the last true wrestling families...and you buttheads ruined it. When I look back at my family's history, at my great wrestling lineage, I can trace the downfal of the O'Day Legacy to three men in particular. Larry, Curly, and Moe Butthead.

Brenton Cyrus, Chuck Matthews, and Jason Hawk.

That day, when I sat there, and that revelation came to me...I made myself a promise. I may not be able to bring my family back to it's former glory...

...but I can destroy the men responsible for ruining it. Unfortunately, Brenton got himself killed before I could get the job done...and I have James Shark to thank for taking out Matthews...which leaves one person.

Jason Hawk.

And, of course, instead of getting what he deserves, that motherfucker is made the General Manager of Battle Grounds...there really is no justice in this world, is there? Guess what? There is now. And its name is Bobby O'Day. I want all of you...Jason Hawk, Shadow Demon, Corey Casey, Johnny Stylez...everyone in the locker room...I want you to watch what I do this week. I want you all to watch very carefully. Jason Hawk...you want to be the big dog around here? You want to run the show? You think it's all going to be smooth sailing, don't you? What, you get to deal with a pissed off Corey, who wants his GM powers? You get to deal with Alison's bitchy, high-maintenance attitude?

Your first week on the job, and you're going to have the biggest problem you could ever have on your hands.

Me.

I'm coming to IWF, whether you want me to or not. Whether you sign me to a contract or not. And you wanna know something else, butthead?

I'm coming for you.

And you can't do a damn thing about it.