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BOBBY FAME: “Now, I’m not saying that was easy, but I’m not tired, and as you all can see, neither is Kev. The Broth- hey, Kev, leave him alone, come on over here for a minute; he ain’t doin’ nothin’, he’s had it.”

*** Kevin lets up, but spits on his victim before turning away. ***

BF: “As I was saying, the lights of Broadway have cast their magical glow upon the PWA ring, and people, the show has only just begun! There’s been a long-running performance here whose time is just about done, and WE are the Show-Stoppers! Kev?”

*** Hands the mic to Starr ***

KEVIN STARR: “”Oh sorry Bobby, I’m just mad as hell with this tag team division. When I called you in I thought it would be like old times up northwest, where we had one amazing hard-fought win after canother, but this is just pathetic. Not once have we had an actual challenge as a tag team here, and it’s starting to make me think if the titles are even worth anything!”

BF: “Now Kevin, settle down, be patient. After all, we haven’t beaten- I mean, competed against every tag team in the division yet. Although … we are, currently, the only undefeated tag team here. Maybe …”

*** crowd begins booing more at the proclamation ***

BF: ” … maybe we just haven’t faced the right team yet. I mean, There’s the- no, we beat them. Oh, I know! The- no, we JUST beat them … soundly … huh … maybe you’re right, Kev. Maybe we need to give the tag team title here some legitimacy. There doesn’t seem to be anyone else around.”

KS: “I think that’s a great idea, Bobby. I think it’s time we brought the fight to Alpha Omega. And I think, for the first time in a long time, Alpha Omega will be the underdogs. I mean, take a look at the records. They beat The Brotherhood, we just did. They beat the Oldsnakes, we mopped the ring with them. They beat Loveless Wreck- no, actually Alpha Omega lost to them! And we beat the snot out of them! Alpha Omega, the only reason you have held the titles as long as you have is because you’ve been playing around in the kiddie leagues, you haven’t had real challengers. Well, here we are, the biggest challenge you will EVER face, and I can promise you will not be ready for the soon-to-be PWA tag team champions!”

(The arena lights dim as a familiar song explodes over the arena live speakers. As rhythmic jets of fire blast from the ramp… Bokrug Manaj and Cassidy Cray emerge from the entrance area. They are both decked out in striking new red black and gold ring-gear.)

BLOOMFIELD: “It’s a new look but there’s no mistaking thar same intimidating presence. Alpha Omega are in the PWA Arena! Let’s hear what the tag-champions have to say about Fame and Starr’s bold claims!”

CRAY: “Broadway Bobby Fame. ‘Natural’ Kevin Starr. I see you’ve been making waves in the tag division here this season in PWA and naturally that means you have designs on getting your hands on these (gesture to the belts). But I think maybe you’re getting a little ahead of yourselves. Don’t you Bokrug? (Bokrug sneers a smile). The fact is… we have yet to be formally introduced. (Steps forward). My name, is Cassidy Cray. This man here is Bokrug. Together, we ARE the PWA tag team division. (Steps forward and drags a foot in a line on the ground separating them from their competitors). This here is a line. Men fight and claw and compete for the chance to cross this line. They put up their very souls for the opportunity to put one foot over this line, and step into OUR world. It sounds to me like you two want to cross this like. But what are you putting up eh? What are you willing to risk to step into the ring with the most dangerous damn tag team in the world? Men enter the ring with us and they leave a mere SHELL of their former selves. You two seem like wrestlers with a huge future ahead of you. Seems a shame to throw that all away just to be the next to lay down broken at our feet.

BOKRUG: “And you shall be broken! Just as every other team in PWA that has dared to take what is ours has been! The Samoan Storm, broken! The Lautecs, broken! The Blood Brothers, broken! All by our hands! You believe yourselves different, destined for greatness! Invincible! The cold truth is every man thinks they are invincible until they are defeated. Only too late do they grasp they’re own mortality, and they quiver in fear, desperate and pleading for mercy. Bobby Fame, Kevin Starr, know this: do not beg for mercy for we have none. All you will get is crushing defeat and brutal failure! For we are Alpha Omega; the beginning…. and your end!”

(Alpha Omega’s music plays as the tag-team champions pose on the entrance ramps with their belts. In the ring, Kevin Starr paces aggressively, while Bobby Fame cracks a knowing smile and nods.)

BLOOMFIELD: “We certainly haven’t seen the last of this. It looks like Bobby Fame and Kevin Starr have a date with destiny marked on their calendar! Stay tuned ladies and gentlemen. We have plenty more action coming right at you… after this short break.”