Re: The Edwards Family's Herfordshire Estate Part 1

[Jabberwocky]

Ashley is about to say something but quickly clams up and follows Jillian

[Pockets]

Alexis eyes Ewan nervously, even as she feels other eyes on her.

Alexis: Ah... thank you for dinner... it was very good.

[Cruel Britannia]

Ewan: We have bathed you.... we have fed you.... that is the last luxury you will experience this evening.

.... what do you hope to achieve this evening Alexis?

[Pockets]

Alexis: I hope to prove I am worthy of Alex... and of having the Edwards name.

[Cruel Britannia]

He stares at her as if looking into her soul.

Ewan: What does it mean to be an Edwards?

[Pockets]

Alexis' eyes widen, the question throwing her off.

Alexis: I know there is a long tradition behind it... a legacy of wrestling for seven generations....

She pauses, panicking slightly.

Breathe, come on, breathe....

[Cruel Britannia]

Ewan laughs dryly at her response.

Ewan: Young lady.... you have much to learn.... follow me.

He leads her into a vast library which has been converted into a cinema. The walls lined with ancient book, video tapes and DVDs except for the far wall which is taken up by a gigantic screen.

[Pockets]

Alexis dares to breathe again. She's passed so far. She looks around at her surroundings, taking them in, then looks back to Ewan.

[Cryonix]

Jillian and Ashley reach the Edwards estate. Jillian runs upstairs and changes into a red and gold jumpsuit. She looks at Ashley...

Jillian: Follow me. Stay quiet.

The two walk a couple of hallways until she tells Ashley to stop. She looks around the corner and sees Ewan and Alexis enter the video room. She looks to Ashley as the door closes...

Jillian: Stand.right.here.and.don't.make.a.sound. I'll be right back.

She slips into the video room and takes her place besides Ewan, giving him a kiss on the cheek. She looks at Alexis with a nod...

Jillian: Ewan, darling....our...'guest' is outside.

[Pockets]

Alexis returns the nod, watching the expressions on their faces.

[Cruel Britannia]

Ewan looks at Alexis seriously.

Ewan: Alexis... there is more to our Legacy than simply wrestling for seven generations.... we are the guardians of the intergrity of the sport.... the Legacy lies in the way we conduct ourselves.... the hardships we have faced.... and the wars we have won.... and lost.

.... In this room lies the chronicles of our family history.... much of our history predates video..... but we have put as much of it as we can into this presentation.

.... First I must warn you..... this is our complete history.... unedited.... good and bad..... there are things in this video you may not wish to see.... things that cannot be unseen..... your father and mother feature prominently....

I would like to offer you the opportunity to back out now.

[Pockets]

Alexis shakes her head.

Alexis: I'm not backing out. I know my family has been keeping things from me and I don't like it. I've never seen anything on my parents wrestling, except for....

She trails off looking nervously at Jillian.

Alexis: I want to know.

[Cruel Britannia]

Ewan: Very well.... then be seated.

Ewan begins the presentation chronicling the ancient history of the Edwards clan. Starting with the story of young Nicholas Edwards.... a wrestler, who due to his skill and honour was named a personal guard to King George and was later knighted. She learns of the intense training methods that were passed down through the generations..... she learns of how the majority of moves used in wrestling today were created by the edwards family. The history covers all generations up to Ewan's father Ian.... clips are seen of him wrestling Stu Hart, Lou Thesz, Nick Bockwinkle, Larry Hennig, Bob Backlund, Bruno Sammartino and just about every legend you could possibly name.

[Pockets]

Alexis watches intently, impressed by the history she sees. But through each passing generation she gets more and more nervous. It's fairly impersonal to her now, but she knows it's not going to stay that way.

[Cryonix]

After the first part of the presentation, Ewan looks at Jillian and nods. She stands up and walks in front of Alexis, holding another DVD in her hand...

Jillian: Alexis...you have now seen the foundation on which this family has built their reputation. A tradition unlike any other in the wrestling world. Now it is time to see the next part of this story.

She puts in the DVD and hits 'play'...and there it is...all chronicled for her. The brilliance of Ewan in his prime, winning the TV Title on his first night, Jillian making her debut and her metoric rise to the World Heavyweight Championship. Ewan's two title reigns in FWA and FTW and the love story of the ages between the two of them. There is even home video footage of Jillian at home during her depression...complete with Ewan, Ashley and Moira there for moral support. As it gets to a certain point, Jillian pauses the DVD...

...at a very familliar picture. Jillian, Ewan, Ashley and Moira all at a bar holding up pints of beer, toasting the camera...

Jillian: Do you know...what this is?

[Pockets]

Alexis shakes her head, amazed at the closeness of her parents... and clearly her parents closeness with Alex's.

[Cryonix]

Jillian: This....was a lie. A lie that we believed utterly.

The picture changes to the next one...of Jillian in her wedding dress, Ewan in his tux and Moira and Ashley as a bridesmaide and groomsman...

Jillian: Your father stood up at our wedding, gave toast to us and called us, "The BEST FRIENDS HE EVER COULD ASK FOR." I introuduced your mother to your father...and this....this is how your father repayed us...

Jillian hits play again...and we see the infamous incident. Ashley kicks pregnant Jillian in the stomach...

Jillian: ...But that's only part one, Alexis...

(Earlier Today…

Todd Salum sits in the waiting room of Phoenix Memorial Hospital, wearing a nice suit. He has a grave look on his face as he puts the microphone to his lips…)

Todd: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m sitting here…with Ewan Edwards. Now, Ewan…I know this has been a trying time for yourself and your family…and there are a lot of concerned fans out there…so could you tell us…the status of your wife, Jillian De Silva-Edwards?

(The camera pans over to Ewan, who though despite his sharp attire, looks worn. The crispness of his black sport coat, shirt and slacks does nothing to lift his spirits. He has his hands folded on his lap, sitting forward in his chair, his dark sunglasses over his eyes. He looks over at Todd and slowly shakes his head, exhaling deeply…)

Ewan: Well…first, I would like to thank the fans for their prayers and cards. It means a lot to the both of us. Jilly…um…Jilly went into shock when…it happened. The doctors said…that there was some…actually a lot of internal bleeding and that Ashley’s actions have directly threatened the lives of our children. The placenta was ruptured and even now, the doctors are in still in surgery to see if they can repair…

(Ewan clears his throat. His voice cracks a little…)

Ewan: Um…ahem…See if they can repair the placenta to save our…fraternal twins.

Todd: Oh God…Jillian was carrying twins?!?!

Ewan: Yes she IS, Todd. Listen, the state I’m in right now, you don’t want to even HINT at the fact of losing ANYTHING, Todd…or this will be a very short interview. Am I clear?

(Todd nods quickly and Ewan sighs…)

Ewan: Good. As I was saying…there was also some internal bleeding in Jillian and the doctors are worried that something may be ruptured in her, outside of the placenta, as well. She’s been in and out of surgery…and when she’s not there, she’s in intensive care…and I have to realize that…Ashley O’Ryan…put my wife…into intensive care.

(Ewan clenches his fist…)

Todd: Ewan…I

Ewan: No more questions, Todd. I just have one thing to say. Ashley…your actions might have cost me two of the dearest things in the world to me…and your actions have injured my wife. I told all of my groomsmen that I entrusted you all with the lives of my family…

…ENTRUSTED YOU SON OF A B*TCH! I TRUSTED YOU…AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY THAT TRUST!

(Ewan stands and takes off his sunglasses, revealing lightly bloodshot eyes…)

Ewan: I have worked so hard…incredibly hard…to be happy, Ashley. You are one of the few people that know me…and it is to your detriment…that I am one of the people that truly know you…and I will not be held responsible for…

(In the middle of the phrase, Ewan just stops and laughs a little…)

Ewan: No…I’m not going to trivialize this into a promo, Ashley. I won’t dishonor my wife. No, Ash…I think I’m just going to take from you…like you’ve taken from me.

(Ewan leaves the shot as we fade back to the arena…)

To a series of jeers, boos, and screams from an angry crowd, Ashley O'Ryan emerges from the back. He has a solemn look on his face as he heads to the ring. He passes angry mothers, people holding 'Why?' signs. He ignores it all. Every cup thrown at him, every insult. He enters the ring and grabs the mic. The booing continues. After a bout a minute he calmly asks a simple question.

'...You done?'

The jeers get louder for a brief moment then die down. Ashley stares down at the mic in his hands for a moment then brings it to his mouth.

'Alright, so with one swift kick I 'ave become public enemy number one.' He shakes his head and laughs. 'You act like I be a walking abortion clinic. But 'ere be a news flash for you all, like a pregnant woman going to the clinic, Jillian came to me! She made the choice to step in the way. She made the decision to save her precious Ewan Edwards 'bum leg'. She put your babies at risk! If they die she killed them! Face it everyone of you!'

He looks into the crowd to see if their reactions and hatred have softened any. Far from it. The boos continue as Ashley laughs under his breath and shakes his head.

'Alright. Did I do it on purpose? 'ell no. An unborn baby is the most innocent harmless thing in the world. Why would I out right attack one? Or two? Or any? Trying to damage Ewan, that I will plead guilty fer. But not fer what you people claim me to be.
I suppose I'm supposed to be sorry, right? That the bloody deal. Some dumb bitch steps out front and I'm the bad guy? No, I'm not sorry. I'll never be sorry. Ewan you can hobble as fast as you can at me and go to get your revenge. Jillian you can cry and sob and use all yer power to throw every wrestler at me in an attempt to destroy me. You can burn every photo of us in a spiteful hatred and spit in my face. It will not and will never make me feel the need to apologize!'

Ashley pauses for a moment in thought.

'You know, you all already hate me, so I might as well say this. I may 'ave done the best thing that could 'ave ever 'appened to those kids!'

Ashley looks and smiles at Sam McDonald when he says 'You have to be kidding me..'. Sam and Harry Baxter stand and take a step back as Ashley exits the ring and heads towards the play by play table. Sam goes on about how he wants no trouble and Ashley just smiles sinisterly at him. Harry tries to approach Ashley but quickly backs off. Ashley speaks into the mic.

'I kid you not Sammy. I did the BEST thing for those kids. For the world! You've seen The Omen! I may 'ave inadvertently saved the FWA and all of wrestling from its version Satan's children. Did nobody think of what would 'appen when Ewan and Jillian reproduced? 'ell even I was 'appy for them. But now I see Jillian's true corrupting power. Jillian is the Devil and those were 'er spawn. 'er minions. Welcome to FWA. Welcome to 'ell! I 'op that you-'

An eerie sound interrupts Ashley. The cry of two babies almost in sync but not quite. Ashley looks towards the ramp as a Jillian look a like and an Ewan Edwards look alike walk down the ramp.
The Jillian look a like wears underarmor jogging gear that's about about two sizes to small. A flimsy shirt reading 'I wear the pants' barely covers her as she pushes a pram. Her make up is smeared poorly on her face. The pram rocks on its bad wheel as it rolls down the ramp.
The Ewan look alike can barely keep up. He looks more like anyone of Ewan's forefathers. Fat. The man is a clear slob. His gut hangs from under his 'Washed Up' shirt. He limps as he walks with a cane.
The Jillian look a like screams 'WHY?' at Ashley. Ash looks simply annoyed and walks up the ramp. The Ewan look a like looks like he is going to attack but the Jillian look alike attacks first. Ashley sidesteps her and simple kicks her- in the stomach- off the ramp. She falls onto a table and some equipment before. The Ewan look a like swings the cane at Ashley, who ducks and boots him in the bad knee. The Ewan look a like falls to the ground. Ashley grabs the cane and strikes him a few times before grabbing him by the hair and throwing him head first over the edge of the ramp right next to his counterpart. Meanwhile the pram has rolled down the ramp and is now resting next to the ramp. The creepy cries start again. Ashley's head turns to the pram. He walks up to it and pulls back the blanket, reeling back in horror. He looks disgusted. He looks at the cane in his hand for a moment then at the pram then at the cane then at the crowd.
The screams are deafening from people in the crowd as Ashley starts to strike the inside of the pram with the cane. Fake black blood sprays with each strike covering Ashley's hands and the cane. Ashley stops and catches his breath before breaking the cane over his knee creating a make shift stake. Then like Van Helsing at Dracula's tomb he thrusts the broken cane in and pushes. More fake blood. He reaches into the pram and pulls it out. Its grotesque. He holds it above his head to the crowd. The disfigured Siamese demon-child. Red skin and horns. Crooked pointy teeth. Ashley stares at it for a moment before throwing it into the centre of the ring leaving it there for everyone to see. Ashley heads back up the ramp and looks around at the crowd who is hysterical.

'Jillian..Ewan..I would like to dedicate a song to you both.'

He smiles and disappears behind the curtain as the song plays.

Jillian: There's more...if you'd like to see it...

[Pockets]

Alexis stares at the screen, stunned.

Alexis: ... more?

[Cryonix]

Jillian: Oh, yes. Would you like to see how your Aunt Raquel and your father kidnapped your mother's parents and her brother?

[Pockets]

Alexis tears her face away from the screen and stares at Jillian in disbelief.

Alexis: What?

[Cryonix]

Jillian feigns shock...

Jillian: You mean they never told you? Moira never told you how I was there for her...and told her the truth...but she spurned me...saying I was trying to condemn Ashley somehow? Hmm....I'd like you to watch this...and you tell me if I was right to be suspicious...

Jillian hits play again....

(We come back from commercial, and the ring is set up for the contract signing. Jillian De Silva, Josie Lewis and a host of security personnel are in the ring. Josie is holding the contract and Jillian is holding a mic…)

Jillian (With the slightest hint of the Queen’s English): Ladies and Gentlemen…in two weeks, in North Carolina, we will be having the last Pay-Per-View of the year, Betrayal…and at that major event, we will have the first EVER Stairway to Heaven Match for the World Heavyweight Championship. Now, the rules are very simple. The title will be suspended five feet above a 30 foot ladder. This ladder will be bolted to the center of the top of a hell in a cell. The only way to win…is to ascend the ladder and grab the World Championship. (The crowd cheers.) Now, I would like to introduce the two men that will be competing for the World Heavyweight Championship. First, the challenger…coming to us…from Phoenix, Arizona…he is the FWA’s Unwelcome Savior…”Simply” Shawn Cortez.

(“Back to School” by the Deftones plays over the PA system and the crowd goes nuts! When the lead singer screams the words, “So Rock”…out from the curtains walks Shawn Cortez, dressed to the nines. He is wearing a black suit coat with a burgundy shirt and black pants. He slowly removes his sunglasses and puts them into his pocket. He soaks in the cheers, but before he makes his way to the ring, Madison comes out and joins him on the entrance stage. The two walk down to the ring and sit on the far side of the ring. Jillian and Shawn exchange some words about Madison away from the microphone…but it isn’t much…)

Jillian: Now, for his opponent…from Kelowa, British Columbia. He is the current reigning…and defending World Heavyweight Champion…Stu “The Snake” St. Clair.

(“More Human than Human” plays over the PA system and the crowd’s boos fill the arena as the entire Age of the Fallen walk out before the World Champion makes his way onto the entrance stage. Stu is shirtless, wearing baggy leather pants and a trench coat. He carries his silver skull cane in one hand…and the coveted fifteen pounds of silver known as the World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder with the other hand. Ashley and Moira get in the ring first, followed by Wolf and lastly Stu. Shawn stands as he enters the ring and the two move to get nose to nose. The tension is in the air as the two men don’t back down from each other. Stu holds up the World Title in Shawn’s face. Shawn just smiles and mouths the words, “How’s Jenny holding up?” The smirk then leaves Stu’s face and now the anger flares just a bit. Jillian steps in between the two of them and the two men take their seats…)

Jillian: Alright gentlemen. You have had the chance to read over the contract and both have agreed to the stipulations of the match. Is there any last minute things that you want to say before we officially sign the contract?

Shawn: Actually…I do. I’ve been thinking about this…and you know…Stu really isn’t giving anything up here…and I’ve been curious about something for a while now. Stu…you’ve been quiet about things going on with your stable…so I’m wondering…what’s your angle in this whole thing?

(Stu laughs…)

Stu: You really want to know, eh?

Shawn: Humor me.

(Stu pauses and looks around at everyone standing in the ring, then looks at the people in the crowd…)

Stu: You really want to know the secret behind this don’t you? Not just you…but the entire world. Alright…watch closely. I’m going to win two chess games in the next few moments, via Checkmate…without lifting a finger. Is everyone watching closely? Good…Now, apparently…some people think I have been too quiet for these past two weeks, even though some people have the nerve to say that I’m nothing but talk. If these people were intelligent, they would have listened to the little I had to say, instead of talking out of their asses. It true what they say…the most silent of people are often enough the most intelligent ones…and I am no exception to that rule. I’m silent…yet my actions do my talking, but lately it seems my actions haven’t done enough. Some people just don’t understand the seriousness of my actions. It’s like one big, bad horror movie… like that abomination remake Prom Night. The thing is, unlike that movie everything I do and say is real. There is no happily ever after… just pain and anguish are all that remains. Again unlike the monsters in these horror movies…I don’t make mistakes. I plan everything out before I go through with each part. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have much success and I don’t settle for anything less than success. Nor do I settle for people not taking me seriously. Sure, it plays to me quite well but it doesn’t compare to the built up fear I created. I don’t taste satisfaction like I would if the fear wasn’t there.

Shawn: We don’t have all night, Stu…

Stu: I’m the World Champion, Shawn…I’ve got all the time in the world. As I was saying…those who don’t take me seriously slowly they find out everything I have said…including every promise and story is true. However people don’t like the truth; they prefer lies so they don’t get hurt. Sure, lies might smooth some things over…but those same lies could lead to your down fall.

(A deranged look slowly takes over Stu’s face. Madison moves closer to Shawn, not liking the look in Stu’s eyes. Moira and Ash watch Stu talk while Wolf looks on intently, a slight smile on his face. Shawn holds the pen in his hand, watching this madman that he faced many times…continue to talk…)

Stu: These lies can hurt you in a game of chess. You can keep telling yourself, “I’m one move away from winning the game,” or you think, “This man appears to have no strategy…so he is easy pickings.” As you play against him, you don’t see anything that seems like a threat. Nothing he has done is out of the ordinary. He plays defensively…which slowly pushes your chances of winning further away. Time goes by slowly like the thoughts in your head…and you try to think of a way to ensure you’ve outplayed your opponent. Then…all of a sudden, at a key moment in the game... your opponent’s demeanor begins to change…he starts playing more aggressively. You are caught off guard, even though you expected an attack…but never one of this kind or magnitude. Slowly everyone one in your siege gets affected by your mistake, like your family and friends. That mistake become even greater as the chances of victory slip away with every move he makes. He moves closer and closer and has already surrounded you. There is nothing more you can do…except consider yourself…defeated.

(Stu slowly turns his head from Shawn…to Moira…with an evil grin on his face…)

Stu: Moira…dear, sweet…gullible Moira. I taught you a lot about the human game of chess, didn’t I? I always told you to ask questions of your opponent. However, the most important question you never truly asked was… “Am I only playing against one opponent?”

(Moira looks confused…as does Ashley. Stu smiles and continues…)

Stu: I DID target Shawn…and I did it very well. I did everything to him…from stealing his World Title belt, to making it mine, attacking him via his own former student in front of his wife, his two boys, friends and his fans in his hometown. Hell, I even took a step further after what he did to Jenny…which I will never forgive him for…and he saw how cruel I can be. The one thing Shawn and you Moira don’t know I’m responsible for… was Shawn’s wife, Erin, being at Trial by Fire.

(Shawn stands up, angry…)

Shawn: What the hell are you talking about Stu?

Stu: I got blamed for setting her up…which I thought was funny. See, while Shawn is screaming in pain, the skin on his back bubbling from the fire…Erin appears on the Tron…gagged and bound to a chair. Her nose is bloodied while tears stream down from her eyes, crying though her gag for help from her beloved husband. A mad women tells Shawn how it wouldn’t be like this…if only Shawn loved her in the way she wanted…Do you remember this Shawn?

(Shawn is fuming now, but Stu leans back in his chair, his smile growing bigger…)

Stu: Everyone thought I was responsible for bring Erin to Madison Square Garden that night…and I would like to clear the air. I didn’t bring her there…

… But that doesn’t mean I didn’t see her during the show. No one even knew she was there…waiting to surprise her loving husband with a romantic getaway… except two people. Shawn, of course, thought she was at home in Arizona with Gabriel and Jayden...yes, Shawn…I know your children. Anyway, mommy wasn’t there. She was tied up nice and tight. Heh…she couldn’t try hard enough to get out of the trunk of the car.

(Shawn’s fists are clenched and he is shaking in anger…and even Jillian is starting to look upset, seeing as how Erin is her sister in law…)

Stu: There was no child safety latch in the trunk for her to get out and she couldn’t smash the brake lights in the trunk because of how tight her legs and feet were tied up. Her legs and feet were pretty blue when she finally brought of the trunk. Shawn, you have to understand…I never took the first shot at her. I let a woman scorned take the first shot and more...

…All I did was tie her up, gag her and watch. Though I gotta say, Shawn… damn does Raquel have quite the back hand. Glad I didn’t let that crazy little bitch slap me!

(The only reason Shawn does not reach Stu is because Madison holds him back…as does the rest of security. Stu snickers as the crowd starts chanting F*** you Stu, F*** you…)

Stu: Now…I’ve gotten to Shawn…but I still haven’t gotten to you, have I, Moira?

(Moira looks very worried now…)

Stu: Look at chaos on Crossfire, Moira. Who do you think is the cause of all that? That’s right, Moira…Raquel. She was a key part of my plan…the whole time. She caused so much panic, that it turned the playing field in my favor. She was always a fan of you, Shawn…hell, she still is wild about you now…and you don’t embrace her love nor did you have the courage to tell her the truth. Shawn, you should have remembered the saying… “A woman may forgive…but she will never forget.” Raquel told me all this. She was with a person she loved…and thought so high of you… but she was kicked to the side like a piece of s***. You failed as her idol, Shawn… so I helped her get back at you. Only one other person, who shall not be named…yet…knew.

…However, Raquel had an interesting proposition for me. She wanted to join me…and promised that she would always have things in my favor. She has kept to her word, so I will keep to mine. Moira…it was just a coincidence that you wanted my help…because you were the next part of my plan…that’s right, you. I ruined your boyfriend… and can be considered why the relationship faltered the first time.

(Moira looks over at Ashley…who seems ashamed for some reason…)

Stu: Moira, did you ever notice anything strange about Ashley…as if he was hiding something? When you came to me for help to deal with Jenny…at the same time I thought I should tell you Ash’s secret…but I decided to wait until a moment like this one. I and Raquel have waited for this day…for a long time Moira…

(Moira looks over at Ashley, mouthing the words ‘Wot the ‘ell is he talkin’ about, Ash?’ Ashley smiles at Moira, saying he doesn’t know what Stu is talking about. Meanwhile, Jillian has calmed Shawn down and he sits in his chair…clenching the pen in his hand. Madison rubs his shoulders, trying to calm him down…)

Stu: Moira, do you remember Jillian showing that video with the blurred person kidnapping your family? One of them was easily indentified as being Raquel Wednesday while the other you couldn’t put your finger on it. Now, before you guess who that was, know that for once I didn’t have anything to do with this. The person in that video is standing right in this ring. It wasn’t Jillian De Silva nor was it Shawn or Madison or Wolf. That leaves only one person, doesn’t it?...

…It was your beloved Ashley O’Ryan.

(Moira is in shock, her eyes full of immediate tears. Ashley hangs his head in shame as Shawn and Jillian shoot evil glares at him…)

Stu: He helped his cousin in her quest in kidnapping your family…and from all accounts, your family was quite shocked to see Ashley helping Raquel…especially knowing how close the two of you are. I mean…this is the same Ash that you brought into your life…your home…your heart…but all your family saw…were two insane cousins, out to hurt you…

…Check…and Mate. Game Over…my true protégé, Raquel wins. It’s like you’ve always said Moira…never trust a snake.

(Moira demands of Ashley, “Tell mey ‘e’s lyin’, Ash,” but Ashley can do nothing…but remain speechless. “TELL MEY ‘E’S LYIN’, YOU IRISH BASTARD,” Moira screams…and all Ash can do is slowly look up into Moira’s eyes and say…)

Ashley: Aye…It be true.

(Moira stares at Ashley in shock and backs away from him, the tears in her eyes spilling over. She looks to be trying to say something but can’t get the words out. She leaves the ring, still speechless. She makes her way up the entrance ramp…when finally Ashley calls out to her. Moira stops…but doesn’t turn to face him. She just shakes her head and continues to walk away. Stu turns to Ashley, his eyes narrowing…)

Stu: Ash…my friend…you brought this on yourself. No one told you had to help your cousin. That was your choice and now you have to live with your actions. You knew this would hurt Moira but you did it anyway…and I drove you to this. Look what I have done to you Ash. Did you think because your little GM friend here said that your feud with me was over…that her word was the be all, end all? No, Ashley…just like with Shawn…I’m done with you…when I SAY I’m done with you. It’s a simple saying…”Keep your friends close…and your enemies closer.” I made you my friend…I convinced you that my line of thinking was right. I planted a mere suggestion in your head and look what happens! You slowly became like me long after our battles in the ring. You pushed everyone who loves you…away from you like I once did. Your friends cared about you but it didn’t matter…you were too far gone. For God sakes, Ashley…Jillian was like your sister…and you almost took her children from her! That is how upside down I had you! It was so funny…that night, Raquel and I laughed and laughed at all of you in her hotel room…because we knew that we had ALL OF YOU! You became cursed for wanting vengeance that bad. When you stopped drinking…you had focus, resolve…you were the North American champion…but then, you regressed. You forgot everything you cared about…save for the love of the bottle. You didn’t even remember your promise to Moira…does that ring a bell to you? Sadly, Ash…you have no one to blame but yourself. I may have slipped the venom into your vodka…but you licked the glass clean. Even though you are a sad shell of a man…I have to thank you. If it wasn’t for you and your gullible woman’s efforts…I would not be World Heavyweight Champion.

Check…and Mate. Now, I’m sorry it took so long Shawn…but I held up my end of the deal.

(Stu is handed a pen by Wolf and Josie gives Stu the contract. Stu flips to the end page and signs his name. He slides the contract over to Shawn…who angrily signs the contract himself. Josie holds it up for all to see and Jillian announces the match officially…albeit in a muted voice. Stu and Wolf smirk and walk out of the ring and up the entrance stage where Raquel joins them. There they stand…the TRUE Age of the Fallen with boos raining down on them as Crossfire comes to a shocking conclusion!)

Jillian: Well?

[Pockets]

Alexis' expression is a mixture of horror and confusion.

Alexis: And they got married after that? I mean I'm glad they did or I wouldn't exist... but.... And Aunt Quelly worked for Stu... so that was Stu....

She doesn't know what to think anymore, but is grateful to be sitting as it just felt like a rug got pulled out from under her.

[Cryonix]

Jillian holds up her index finger...

Jillian: There is just...one more thing I need to show you...

[Pockets]

Alexis looks completely worn out.

Alexis: There's... more?

[Cryonix]

Jillian presses 'play' one more time...and her and Ewan hold hands...and turn from the screen. There is an FWA broadcast in which we see Ewan spend the whole day with his wife in a coma. He's holding his two newborn kids. He cries, lamenting the fact that he was not able to celebrate the birth of his children with his wife...because she's not there with him. Little Alex grabs and Jilly's hair and Amanda tries to rest on her shoulder. The doctor comes in and tells Ewan that they need to take the kids back for testing...to make sure they are ok. He should go home and get some rest. After A LOT of convincing...he does go.

At about midnight, the door opens...and in walks a smug looking Ashley O'Ryan...holding Alex and Amanda....standing over Jillian. The mocking begins. The picture taking...the disrespect...the tape finally fades to black...

Jillian: You wanted to know why we hate....HATE your father...here's why. So tell me Alexis...how do you 'enjoy' the name...O'Ryan...now?

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