- Event: Refueled XXXVII
“Almost seemed like a memory…a distant calling only heard in the wind. Could it have been? Did I hear what I thought I had heard? What the fuck was going on here?! I was being rushed with all these memories of things I shouldn’t be having memories about. But I was! Again, what the fuck was going on here?! I know the past has a way of blasting to the present like a nostalgic eighties movie, but this was something different here. These were memories that were almost suppressed. Why were they coming to the surface now, though? They didn’t have any right to do that! Then again, since when did feelings ever give a fuck when they come surfing in? This was something I was going to have to deal with…no matter how much it made me uncomfortable..or comfortable…I guess it still depended on the day. Only this time, those days were starting to stick around longer. What the fuck are we even calling this?! Oh well. I stopped asking myself that question because these were hardly the biggest surprises of the day. Oh no…those were just going to pile up on top of each other as this scene played out. Spoiler warning…you’ve all been warned! But really…what the fuck was actually going on here?! Little did I know that this was simply the beginning! But really..FUCK THAT SHIT! Fuck it all! It was going to come out how it liked! Who am I to fuck with history? I mean, didn’t FTS actually have a meaning at some point in my career? Was it making a resurgence? No one could really tell this early because this was going to be one rocky ride!”
Hollywood’s Mansion
[Yes…THAT one!…]
It seemed like a millennia since we were last back at everyone’s favorite mansion! However, little did anyone know, this was actually going to go somewhere REAL fast! The camera zooms in on Hollywood’s front door and as we get closer and closer, there is something heard on the other side of the door as Brian Hollywood opens the door to look outside. He pans his view around like he’s on a mission searching like a drone attempting to find its target. However, his eyes dart forward towards the camera and he stops and stares at it for a brief moment. Before long, a wild, comedic smirk crack crosses Hollywood’s face as he stares blankly at the camera before winking and proceeds to close the door before the camera can pick up anything inside as the scene fades out…
About fifteen minutes later…
The scene reopens again, out of the mansion but this time, Hollywood is outside the front door. Hollywood has picked up a box, but doesn’t know what’s inside it yet. Instead he’s greeted outside by his personal limo driver. His driver gets out and opens the back door as Hollywood climbs in the back. He is also handed his box as he wanted to keep that in the back with himself. Hollywood hadn’t yet opened it but it was obvious who it was from. The limo driver gets back in the car and they leave the mansion…THANK GOD! Everyone’s saved!
Hollywood looks out the window as the limo driver asks him a question.
Limo Driver: “Where to, sir?”
Hollywood had to actually think about that for a little bit. Hollywood didn’t exactly know for starters. This day was…different…for him. While Hollywood ponders that very question, he decides to open the box, obviously not worried to answer his driver immediately. I mean, after all, the limo driver worked for Hollywood, so he was already on his paying time. It obviously didn’t matter. It would become very apparent to Hollywood where he needed to go in about five seconds…
RING!
RING!
Hollywood picks up his phone as he sees who’s calling him on his cell phone. Not giving it a seconds thought, Hollywood answers it with a genuine smile on his face.
Brian Hollywood: “Hey buddy! You have the perfect timing, Buck! What can I do ya for today brother?”
Buck Wringley: “Um…Jesus H tap dancing Christ…where do I begin, I reckon?”
Buck pauses as Hollywood was trying to figure out if everything was cool with Buck.
Brian Hollywood: “What’s going on, Buck? Need me to drop by the station?”
Buck Wringley: “Actually…mind if you meet me in the war room? I think this is a conversation that needs to take place there. I’m not even sure if this call is being tapped or not…”
The war room? That sure as fuck got Hollywood’s attention. He knew all important matters that couldn’t be discussed on an insecure line took place at the war room…which was the appeared to be abandoned hole in the wall joint Hollywood purchased for him and his colleagues could meet and discuss very sensitive conversations. Hollywood was really beginning to wonder now, however, he kept his composure and proceeded to tell his limo driver to start the en-route process towards the center of town and to the aforementioned secret hiding place of the Strategic Strike Task Force would meet to discuss important and sensitive matters regarding The Chair. He didn’t know if this was the work of his crafty nemesis or if it contained other business dealings. Hollywood didn’t ask questions as he instructed his driver to proceed.
Brian Hollywood: “Very well, Buck. I’ll be there within the next half hour.”
Buck Wringley: “Alright, I’ll be speakin to ya shortly, Hollywood.”
And with that, the conversation ended. There was no such time to speak any more words for safety purposes. Hollywood and company went to extreme lengths to be more careful after the destruction of Hollywood Enterprises. He wasn’t going to take any more chances now that he was back to doing what he does best. Now this drive was time for him to reflect his upcoming HOW Tag Team Championship match against the Egg Bandits. More specifically, Zeb Martin and RICK. Hollywood looks back out the window as he passes by some Los Angeles landmarks. He starts to ponder the words of Darin Matthews carefully. He had nothing but time to think about it lately. Was this was some of the nostalgic feelings he had been feeling earlier? He couldn’t help but to wonder. He knew he had to be cautious of Darin Zion. He still considered him Zion, big shocker. Hollywood wasn’t going to let what happened in his last encounter with Darin happen again. However, he begins to think out loud to himself as he really begins to think about Darin’s wishes more in tuned.
“Darin, I heard what you had to say. I know you know I have every right to be cautious. But it seems that ever since you lost your HOW World Championship against Mike Best that something had changed within you. I could actually feel the different tone in your voice. It was almost like an urgency. I still get that feeling when you’re in trouble. I still get that feeling when there is something there that you’re trying to express. I know you express it differently than I do. You were always a word puzzler, weren’t you? You always had a way with words…I mean they have to be powerful enough when it strikes a guy like Mike Best in the heart…if he ever had one. You could have fooled me and made me believe that he actually did have one for a brief moment in time. However, this time I’m going to listen to you. I really thought you were going to win that HOW World Championship against Mike. I really truly did. I mean that when I say that, too. I know we’ve been through a lot, but even when we’re worlds apart, I still understand what you’re trying to say. I guess that’s what always bonds us the way it does, Darin. We could be the best of friends or we could be the worst of enemies, but we always have that connection. I guess that’s what will always define us.”
Hollywood pauses as he turns his attention to the box. His curiosity kicks in and he can no longer hold it back as he proceeds to open the box. Upon opening it up, he is instantly flooded with thoughts as he grabs the first thing out of the box.
Some new Hollywood Boyz gear.
“Could it be? Is Darin actually serious?”
Hollywood thinks out loud as he admires the new ring gear. This was actually going to happen. It didn’t matter that Hollywood was cautious of Matthews or how many times he got burned by the sins of his past, of the man that Hollywood had created on complete accident after all his transgressions against him. A smile crosses his face, before it is replaced with a certain decent amount of firey intent.
“This is what it’s all about. Right here. This is where the resurgence begins. The fucking return of the Boyz! My mind had already become flooded with all the great memories that THB was all about. This is what REALLY fucking mattered! It was starting to become a reality that the Boyz was about to actually….HAPPEN AGAIN! It was something that wasn’t seen in HOW before. HOW has already seen a couple incarnations of tag teams involving Hollywood and Matthews. Whether it was Sex and Money or The Order, it wasn’t the same where THB was concerned. There were other members involved when it came to them tagging together. This time it was just…THEM…AGAIN! There was nothing short of stopping it from happening this time. This was something that HOW wasn’t ready for but it was actually about to happen! The Egg Bandits should know that there is a wave coming their way…but it’s not just any ordinary wave. Oh no…this wave would be filled with Lights, Camera and Action! If only the Egg Bandits knew what was heading their way!”
Before long, though, Hollywood’s limo makes its way down an abandoned alleyway. It was all too familiar as he had arrived to the secret meeting place Buck wanted to meet. The limo driver pulls the limo to a stop before exiting out of the limo and walking back and opening the door as Hollywood steps out. Hollywood looks around him before proceeding inside. Hollywood looks around before out of the shadows steps Buck Wringley. Hollywood walks over to him and gives him a handshake and a pat on the back. Hollywood and Buck then make their way to a table and both men sit down.
Brian Hollywood: “So, what was it you wanted to meet in secrecy, Buck? You know every time we meet here it’s potentially war talk. So what’s on your mind?”
Buck Wringley: “You remember the conversation we had the other night? About knowing full well it was Matthews who blew up Hollywood Enterprises?”
Hollywood uncomfortably nods his head as the mention of the now destructed Hollywood Enterprises is still a touchy subject to him.
Brian Hollywood: “Yea, I was the one who approached you and Gerald about it. I had gotten a video tape and everything. He practically admitted to the crime and didn’t hide it whatsoever.”
Buck Wringley: “Well…bout that…it WAS Matthews! He actually showed up to my office and flat out admitted it was him!”
Brian Hollywood: “Wait…what?! You mean to tell me he showed up at the department headquarters…in YOUR office and admitted it was him?! Why would he do that?!”
Buck Wringley: “Dude..I’m telling you, I was trying to figure that out as well! But when he came out and told me it was him, he felt…guilty about it. Like I’m a good reader into shit seein as how I’m a fucking sheriff….but this guy was decently torn about it! It caught me off guard!”
Brian Hollywood: “Well, he did pour out his feelings to me. Like I’m saying if anyone else had been talking about it, they’d think it was out of a moment of gayness! Don’t ask…anyways, what made it weird was that I actually detected REAL, RAW emotion out of Darin! He genuinely felt bad about it! He literally poured out his soul about it! It almost made me feel bad for the guy. But the weird thing was that I almost THANKED him for it! It’s like he did us all a favor by blowing up Hollywood Enterprises. It has thrown off our enemies enormously and I haven’t heard a peep in the pipelines from our enemies according to Gerald Reeves.”
Buck Wringley: “Well that’s not the only thing he did, Bri…Darin was actually wanting to TURN HIMSELF IN! I’ve never seen anything like it on the force in my many years serving as Sheriff…it was odd…I had never seen anything like that EVER!”
Hollywood strokes his beard promptly as he was trying to figure out why Darin did it. He didn’t understand why he wanted to turn himself in. Especially since he knew they had a Tag Team Championship match this weekend. It just seemed wreckless.
Buck Wringley: “There’s more…”
Brian Hollywood: “More?”
Buck tosses a manilla envelope across the table. Hollywood looks at it as he raises his eyebrow. He opens it up and proceeds to read the contents of the envelope. Before long, Hollywood’s eyes widen as he sees a double MM at the end of it. It’s not the endorsement that throws him off, though. It’s the name of the insurance company that supposedly took responsibility of the destruction of Hollywood Enterprises. Hollywood reads it out loud as he immediately becomes super suspicious.
“Men in COATS, Inc?” You can’t be fucking serious?”
Buck Wringley: “Men in COATS, Inc. That’s what I read, too. But why is it you seem like you have seen a ghost?”
Brian Hollywood: “Perhaps it’s because I have, Buck. Perhaps it’s because I have…look at this company. Why does it bare a striking resemblance of the Men in SUITS? Coincidence? You remember them, don’t you?”
Buck Wringley: “All too well, in fact. Those fuckers fucked us all up pretty bad. It almost ended in fatalities on both sides.”
Brian Hollywood: “You know I don’t believe in coincidences, Buck. This could be the beginning calling card of his return.”
Buck Wringley: “Yea, but we haven’t even heard a peep from him in years. Why return now?”
Brian Hollywood: “Maybe the destruction of my company called back prying eyes once again? I don’t know, Buck…but if I had any knowledge or if I knew any better…I’d say we better keep our eyes and ears peered up because if this is a return…than we need to have all hands on deck. We have to be ready because this could be another preemptive strike. You know he’s capable of this, Buck. We need to call in the boys…in the meantime…I need to help reassemble another meaning of Boyz. Thanks for the information, Buck. Keep your head up and we’ll be in touch. In the meantime, it looks like Darin Matthews may have inadvertently brought into this war not knowing the actions of his transgressions. But if it’s true..it would be nice having another ally on our side. I think it’s time I brought Darin up to speed on our reclusive enemy…”
Buck nods his head cautiously as Hollywood stares at the name of the insurance company one more time ominously before the scene slowly fades to black….
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“So here we are gentlemen. Here we stand ready to go to war on Saturday Night for the HOW Tag Team Championships. But I gotta be honest with you gents, you really don’t understand what you’re walking into. You really, really don’t! While I commend you and RICK winning the HOW Tag Team Championships, Zeb, the Egg Bandits are in for a real shocker. I’m talking about the runny egg kind of effect you have in your pants. Yes, THAT one! I mean, how could you really understand who you’re going up against this Saturday? You guys may think you know Matthews and I….but I’m afraid there’s something we just didn’t tell you guys…”
“You see Matthews and I have to let you in on a little secret. It’s been a pretty tight and wrapped up secret for years in HOW, too. There has been a couple incarnations of our team in HOW history, but who you’re going up against this Saturday is NOT one of them! Oh no! You see, the Boyz are INDEED BACK IN TOWN! It’s everyone’s favorite boyz, too! No…I’m not talking about the generic Bruvs. I’m talking about the one, the only….THE HOLLYWOOD BOYZ! Sorry to the Bruvs, but we trademarked that moniker YEARS AGO!! Long before they were even a twinkle in Lee Best’s one eye in HOW! Lee never got to see this team come to fruition here because the circumstances were just different. And it’s because of the differences in us that has you guys at a sorry disadvantage.”
“I’m sorry to say this Bandits, but you’re tag title reign is going to be short and sweet! It’s simple, really. Darin and I have been joined together in the fight against a common enemy, and it’s name is the tag division in HOW! Darin and I never got to properly shine in HOW for obvious circumstances. But that’s what makes us stand out over the two of you guys! We are bonded not only as brothers, but the wars that we shared together AND AGAINST each other! That is something the two of you know NOTHING about! I think it’s pretty sweet that you guys have been able to enjoy a run of success together. But that’s also the sad reality of your situation as well! Darin and I have been together all over the world for the last fifteen years! We are bonded by circumstance and we are also bonded by the brotherly love between us two. We grew up together and we experienced the world together. We fought against each other and nearly ended each other’s careers. Yet here we are, standing UNITED ready to fight for those HOW Tag Team Championships!”
“That’s something you could never experience together Egg Bandits. You guys have a good act. It’s funny, sure, but it hasn’t stood the test of time like the two of us have! The two of you are about to witness the FULL return of The Hollywood Boyz! Something HOW has never experienced before. But if there is one thing Darin and I understand….it’s the fact that it was the HOW Tag Team Championships that bonded us together for the first time in YEARS! Our careers were started by the tag team division and we are about to inject a HUGE SHOT OF LIFE back into a division that has become stale! But more importantly, we are ready to take this division by the throat and reintroduce what it means to be a tag champion!”
“It’s simple, really, guys. For come time this Saturday, the world will get to witness for the first time in YEARS the return of the Lights, Camera, Action! Because you never know what kind of a show you’re going to get with us! But when it comes to our match and for the HOW Tag Team Championships, we will do anything we have to in order to win those belts because those championships ARE are lives! And if there’s anything else in the matter of business? Well all we gotta say is…”
“FUCK…”
“THAT..”
“SHIT!”