08/10/2025
TOP PROSPECT – SEASON TWO, EPISODE SIX – "FACTION WARFARE"
This program contains violent content, strong language, and sexual situations which may be too intense for some viewers.
Viewer discretion is advised.
PREVIOUSLY ON TOP PROSPECT…
NARRATOR (V.O.): "Last week on Top Prospect, tensions escalated beyond control."
[Quick flashes of the most intense moments from Episode 5:]
"Sevyn and Janelle’s bitter rivalry exploded when Sevyn threw a punch, shattering the fragile peace in Team Antonio Parks."
"A brutal Challenge Day tested every competitor, but Team Miller claimed victory while Team Parks suffered another crushing defeat."
"Emotions ran high in the Elimination Room where Sevyn edged out Chantel, sending the quick learning rookie home."
"Back at the mansion, alliances cracked, and shadows of doubt crept through every corner."
NARRATOR (V.O.): "The game has changed. With one team weakened and another growing restless, the quiet before the next storm won’t last long."
[Cut to a lingering shot of TJ Shadows, head bowed, tension etched across his face.]
FADE OUT.
INT. MANSION – EARLY MORNING
The camera glides through a dim hallway, light low and muted. The distant echo of running water, soft breathing, and the quiet hum of waking life. A montage unfolds:
Zayd stretches, splashes water on his face in the bathroom.
Sai applies subtle makeup in front of a mirror, focused.
Miles and Keiarna share a quiet breakfast at the kitchen table, sipping coffee.
Sevyn and ZayDay bustle in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
INT. KITCHEN
SEVYN is hurriedly cracking eggs into a frying pan. Suddenly, flames flare up sharply.
SEVYN (panicked):
"F**k! Fire! Somebody—!"
ZAYDAY hears the shout and rushes in, eyes sharp, calm under pressure.
ZAYDAY: "Step back! I got this."
He grabs the fire extinguisher and sprays foam over the flames, suppressing them with practiced efficiency.
Cut to:
INT. DINING ROOM
Several competitors freeze, exchanging anxious glances. The quiet tension snaps with a dry laugh from KEIARNA.
KEIARNA (with biting humor): "Sevyn’s cooking? That’s a hazard on and off the mat."
MILES smirks, nodding.
MILES: "Early chaos. Sets the tone, I guess."
Back in the kitchen, ZAYDAY wipes his face with a rag, a sly grin creeping across his features.
ZAYDAY: "Consider this your warning. The heat’s coming."
SEVYN watches, half embarrassed, half defiantly smirking.
OPENING CREDITS
THE NEXT DAY
INT. MANSION – LIVING ROOM – MID MORNING
ZAYDAY and HALO sit on a leather couch, a muted sunbeam streaming in through a half-open curtain. The room feels heavy with unsaid thoughts.
ZAYDAY (voice low, guarded): "My mom’s been sick for a minute now. Really bad. I left ‘cause I gotta give her a better shot… but sometimes I wonder if I’m running from the mess back home or toward something real here."
Halo looks at ZayDay carefully, choosing his words.
HALO: "I get it. Growing up where I’m from, nothing comes easy. No handouts. It’s all blood, sweat, and scraps. Parks… he’s the blueprint, but it’s up to us to build the house."
ZAYDAY (nodding slowly): "We ain’t just fighting for ourselves. Every punch, every step in that ring… it’s for everyone who ever counted us out."
Halo leans forward, eyes steady, a fire burning.
HALO: "And we’ll make sure they remember that."
HALO (CONFESSIONAL): “I have a lot of respect for ZayDay, especially knowing everything he has happening at home.”
The camera slowly pulls back, the sound of their voices fading into the quiet room.
INT. MANSION – SHADOWS’ ROOM – AFTERNOON
MILES, KEIARNA, and CAIRO sit in a sterile, fluorescent-lit room. The air is thick with exhaustion and quiet determination.
MILES (quiet, almost to himself): "Every day I wake up, I feel the gap grow... without Demetrius, without Shannade, and now Chantel, it’s like pieces of us are missing."
Keiarna’s jaw tightens.
KEIARNA: "They’re targeting Team TJ, thinking we’d break. They don’t know who we are."
Caïro’s smirk is full of menace.
CAIRO: "They think Team Parks is untouchable? They’re about to learn pain makes warriors, not victims."
They share a look, silent, unbreakable.
EXT. POOL – MIDDAY
ZAYD and SAI splash water at each other, as they play mermaids the sun blazing. Their laughter is light, but Sai’s eyes betray a conflict beneath the surface.
SAI (CONFESSIONAL, soft, conflicted): "I’m trying to focus. But there’s something… new. Confusing. Zayd is looking very attractive lately…maybe I’m having a heatstroke and I need to get out of this pool…it’s making me question everything I thought I knew."
EXT. BACKYARD – NIGHT
ZAYDAY and MILES stand apart from the others, quiet stars above.
ZAYDAY: "Being smaller? It’s a curse and a blessing. You gotta think faster, move smarter. But heart? It’s everything."
MILES: (steady, resolute)
"I’m ready to prove it."
INT. COMMON ROOM – NIGHT
HUNTER slumps on the couch, eyes distant. IZAAK sits beside him, calm.
HUNTER: "Every day it gets harder. I miss home. The familiar. This place… it’s cold."
IZAAK (quiet, firm): "Being strong doesn’t mean never feeling weak. Lean on us."
Hunter nods, grateful.
CHALLENGE DAY
EXT. TRUE NORTH WRESTLING CENTER – EARLY MORNING
The grey dawn presses down as competitors run laps, breath misting in the cold air.
INT. TRAINING CENTER – MORNING
TITLE CARD: CHALLENGE DAY – TRUE NORTH WRESTLING CENTER**
6:00 AM – Competitors arrive, stretching and jogging laps.
7:00 – 7:30 AM: WARM-UPS
* Squats, ropes, cardio. Sweat and determination fill the air.
8:00 AM – 2:00 PM: WRESTLING TRAINING
* Coaches supervise drills. Keiarna nails a clean sunset flip cover.
* Halo lands a picture-perfect Enziguri.
2:30 PM – TRAINING CENTER — AFTERNOON
HALL OF FAMERS, ALEX FAME and TORRANCE BANKS stand before the competitors, their presence commanding.
ALEX FAME: "After week one, I’m surprised to see some of you still here…I’m even more surprised to see the number disparities between the teams. Some of you still have fight left. Good. Today, it's all about factions!"
TORRANCE BANKS: "Factions aren’t numbers. They’re legacy, identity. Who you represent when the world’s watching. For this weeks challenge, as teams you will create a faction name and backstory. Once you’re done with that, you’ll put your promo skills to the test by filming a new vignette for your faction and then later tonight at the True North Center you will compete in a series of matches. All of that will be judged and graded by Fame and I as you know, the team with the highest score wins."
TEAM ANTONIO PARKS – Faction Name: Dynasty Protocol
Faction Motto: “We aren’t the future, we’re the standard.”
Backstory:
Antonio Parks, a four-time TNW World Champion and Hall of Famer, has always positioned himself as the blueprint for success. In the chaos of Faction Warfare, he handpicked individuals who he believes embody his “protocol” for dominance each one serving as a different extension of his legacy. Together, Dynasty Protocol doesn’t just aim to win; they aim to humiliate anyone who dares oppose them, forcing the TNW roster to accept their brand of superiority as law. Even the faction’s babyfaces are molded under Parks’ control, believing that aligning with greatness will elevate their careers.
Members:
ZayDay – The Voice of the Protocol, a brash mouthpiece who takes Antonio’s arrogance and pushes it into overdrive.
Janelle – The Velvet Guillotine, a ruthless manipulator who uses glamour as a weapon.
Halo – The Loyal Prodigy, the wide-eyed rookie who idolizes Antonio and sees him as a mentor.
Sevyn – The Wild Card, loyal when it suits them but always chasing the spotlight.
Zayd – The Gentleman’s Gambit, polished and respectful in manner, but lethal in competition.
Sai – The Desert Diamond, graceful yet dangerous, bringing an exotic edge to the group’s image.
TEAM CHRISTOPHER MILLER – Faction Name: The Iron Standard
Faction Motto: “Earn it, or get out of the way.”
Backstory:
Christopher Miller has built a career on hard work, grit, and proving doubters wrong. In The Iron Standard, every member is battle-tested or in the process of being forged in fire. Miller’s philosophy is simple, there’s no shortcuts, no favoritism, no buying your spot. The Iron Standard fights for respect and honor, but they’re not above throwing hands when someone crosses the line. They see Faction Warfare as the ultimate proving ground to show that a pure work ethic can still stand tall against politics, money, and ego.
Members:
Sutton – The Southern Spark, a small-town hero with a big fight in her heart.
Hunter – The Hometown Hammer, a powerhouse who hits like a freight train.
Ainsley – The District Duchess, a calculating tactician who plays the long game.
Izaak – The Silent Sentinel, stoic and unshakable, always the last to leave the fight.
Summer – The Boston Blaze, fiery and fearless, rallying the team in high-pressure moments.
TEAM TJ SHADOWS – Faction Name: The Redemption Unit.
Faction Motto: “We fight for him. We fight for us.”
Backstory:
With TJ Shadows sidelined due to Antonio Parks’ brutal attack, his team has taken on a new identity—The Redemption Unit. They’re no longer just fighting for a trophy; they’re fighting for vengeance and to honor their fallen leader. The unit’s members have rallied together, combining their personalities into a single force driven by loyalty and personal stakes. Every match they win is a message to Parks and his Dynasty Protocol that TJ Shadows’ legacy will not be erased.
Members:
Keiarna – The Heart of the Unit, emotionally charged and fiercely loyal to TJ.
Miles – The Memphis Marksman, quick, precise, and deadly accurate in the ring.
Cairo – The Sin City Maverick, unpredictable and charismatic, keeping opponents off-balance.
(Eliminated members Chantel, Demetrius, Shannade acknowledged as fallen soldiers in their cause.)
VIGNETTE 1 – DYNASTY PROTOCOL
[Cinematic black screen. Orchestral strings swell over bass. A single spotlight hits the TNW World Championship.]
ANTONIO PARKS:
"Greatness isn’t given… it’s curated."
[Camera tilts up to reveal Antonio in a black-and-gold suit. He smirks into the lens as the montage begins.]
[ZayDay – rooftop lounge.] He leans back in a leather chair, DC skyline behind him, champagne glass in hand.
ZAYDAY: "We don’t follow trends. We make the market move."
Antonio walks past, pats his shoulder. Zay smirks and clinks glasses with him.
[Janelle – limo arrival.] Paparazzi flashbulbs go off as she steps out, snapping her shades into place.
JANELLE: "You can’t touch what you can’t afford… and none of you could afford me."
She brushes past a reporter, tossing her hair.
[Halo – empty ring.] He runs a flawless chain-wrestling drill. Antonio leans on the ropes, watching.
HALO: "Every lesson I learn here… just makes me more dangerous."
Antonio nods. "Stay hungry."
Halo: "Always."
[Sevyn – balcony scene.] They flip a gold poker chip in their hand.
SEVYN: "Winning isn’t luck. It’s calculated risk… and I never bet unless I know I’m holding all the cards."
[Zayd – smoky backroom.] He shakes a promoter’s hand, adjusting his cufflinks.
ZAYD: "Gentlemen win matches. Legends win eras. We’re here for the latter."
[Sai – marble hall.] She runs her fingers across a column before turning.
SAI: "Dynasties aren’t built overnight. But destruction… can happen in seconds."
ANTONIO PARKS (V.O.):
"This is my investment portfolio… and each of them is worth more than the rest of this company combined."
[Final shot: All six in a golden haze, Antonio at the front. “DYNASTY PROTOCOL” slams onto the screen.]
VIGNETTE 2 – THE IRON STANDARD
[Sound of a heavy steel door slamming open. Christopher Miller steps through with a sledgehammer on his shoulder.]
MILLER:
"We don’t hide behind politics. We don’t buy our spots. We work for them."
[Montage begins.]
[Sutton – boxing gym.] She’s hammering the heavy bag, sweat flying.
SUTTON: "This isn’t about flash. It’s about fight."
Hunter walks past, nodding. "And you’ve got plenty of that."
[Hunter – weight room.] He pulls a massive deadlift.
HUNTER: "You can’t fake power. Either you’ve got it… or you get crushed."
[Ainsley – chalkboard.] She circles a tactic, marker squeaking.
AINSLEY: "We don’t just train our bodies… we train our minds. Every move we make is by design."
Izaak quietly nods in the background.
[Izaak – ring ropes.] His expression never changes as he runs the ropes.
IZAAK: "Precision beats chaos every time."
[Summer – house show footage.] She nails a diving crossbody, popping up to the cheers.
SUMMER: "We fight for each other. And when you fight us… you fight all of us."
MILLER (V.O.):
"This is the Iron Standard. If you can’t match it, get out of our way."
[Final shot: The team in a warehouse, sparks falling. “THE IRON STANDARD” appears in steel lettering.]
VIGNETTE 3 – THE REDEMPTION UNIT
[Black-and-white footage of TJ Shadows on the mat after losing the World Title to Parks.]
KEIARNA (V.O.):
"They thought if they took him out… we’d crumble. They were wrong."
[Montage begins.]
[Keiarna – heavy bag.] She throws blistering punches.
KEIARNA: "TJ gave me a shot when nobody else would. This fight… is for him."
Miles steps in beside her: "And for us."
[Miles – stadium steps.] He sprints upward, breathing hard.
MILES: "Every step, every rep, every second we’re in this… is one step closer to payback."
[Cairo – neon parking lot.] He shadowboxes under flickering lights.
CAIRO: "I don’t play nice. I play for keeps. And Dynasty Protocol’s about to find out."
[Locker room – TJ’s jacket on a chair.] The three gather around.
KEIARNA: "We fight for him."
MILES: "We fight for us."
[FLASHES OF THE ELIMINATED TEAM MEMBERS IN BLACK AND WHITE COME ACROSS THE SCREEN]
CAIRO: "And we don’t stop… until they fall."
[Final shot: All three place a hand on the jacket.
“THE REDEMPTION UNIT” fades in over a pounding heartbeat before silence.]
INT. DYNASTY PROTOCOL WAR ROOM
ANTONIO PARKS addresses his team around a sleek table.
ANTONIO PARKS: "This isn’t friendship. It’s dominance. Dynasty Protocol is the blueprint. Make it clear, no one rises above us."
ZAYDAY (grinning): "Let’s remind ‘em who owns this."
INT. IRON STANDARD WAR ROOM
MILLER paces.
MILLER: "No shortcuts. We earn everything."
SUMMER: "We rise and fall together."
INT. REDEMPTION UNIT WAR ROOM
KEIARNA wraps tape on fists.
TJ: "Unpredictable, relentless. Make every strike count out there."
MATCHES:
OPENER:
MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH
DYNASTY PROTOCOL (ZAYD & SAI) VERSUS IRON STANDARD (IZAAK & SUTTON)
TIME: 8:00
WINNERS: DYNASTY PROTOCOL.
MATCH TWO:
SINGLES MATCH
SEVYN (DYNASTY PROTOCOL) VERSUS SUMMER (IRON STANDARD)
TIME: 5:06
WINNER: SUMMER (IRON STANDARD)
MATCH THREE:
SINGLES MATCH
HUNTER (IRON STANDARD) VERSUS CHRISTIAN ROSE (TRUE NORTH TRAINEE)
TIME: 6:45
WINNER: HUNTER (IRON STANDARD)
MATCH FOUR:
SINGLES MATCH
AINSLEY (IRON STANDARD) VERSUS KRISTAL MARSHALL (TRUE NORTH TRAINEE)
TIME: 5:17
WINNER: AINSLEY (IRON STANDARD)
MAIN EVENT:
TRIOS MATCH
DYNASTY PROTOCOL (ZAYDAY, JANELLE & HALO) VERSUS REDEMPTION UNIT (MILES, KEIARNA & CAIRO)
TIME: 11:56
WINNERS: REDEMPTION UNIT
Challenge scores:
TEAM ANTONIO PARKS:
1. ZayDay. 9/10
2. Janelle. 5/10
3. Halo. 7.5/10
4. Sevyn. 6/10
5. Zayd. 8/10
6. Sai. 8/10
FINAL SCORE: 43.5
TEAM CHRISTOPHER MILLER:
1. Sutton. 7/10
2. Hunter. 7/10
3. Ainsley. 7/10
4. Izaak. 8/10
5. Summer. 5/10
FINAL SCORE: 34
TEAM TJ SHADOWS:
1. Keiarna. 8/10
2. Miles. 8/10
3. Cairo.9/10
FINAL SCORE: 25
AVERAGE SCORE PER COMPETITOR
Team Antonio Parks: 43.5 ÷ 6 = 7.25 average
Team Christopher Miller: 34 ÷ 5 = 6.8 average
Team TJ Shadows: 25 ÷ 3 = 8.33 average
Winner: Team TJ Shadows with an 8.33 average score.
Second: Team Antonio Parks (7.25)
Third: Team Christopher Miller (6.8)
INT. True North Center, Toronto, Ontario, Canada
The camera pans over a roaring Toronto crowd, signs waving everywhere: "TJ FOREVER", "DYNASTY PROTOCOL = FRAUD", and "IRON STANDARD = THE FUTURE".
The massive LED scoreboard above the ring glows Faction Warfare Results.
Ringside:
Commentator 1: “True North Center, you’ve been loud all night, and now it’s time to find out who walks away with this week’s challenge!”
Commentator 2: “Points have been tallied, scores normalized, and let me tell you, this one’s going to shake the power structure in Top Prospect.”
All three teams stand in the ring in their corners:
Team Antonio Parks – Dynasty Protocol: Antonio front and center with the World Championship, ZayDay smirking, Janelle brushing her hair back with disdain, Halo and Zayd looking focused, Sevyn casually leaning on the ropes, Sai smiling warmly to the crowd.
Team Christopher Miller – The Iron Standard: Miller’s got the Instant Classic title over his shoulder, Sutton bouncing in place, Hunter and Izaak stone-faced, Ainsley arms crossed, Summer looking fired up.
Team TJ Shadows – Redemption Unit: Keiarna pacing, Miles pointing at Antonio’s side, Cairo leaning forward with that confident Vegas swagger.
[Announcer steps in with the envelope]
Announcer: “Ladies and gentlemen… after tonight’s challenge, the scores have been normalized for fairness across all remaining team members… and here are the results.”
The scoreboard lights up behind them.
[Scoreboard graphic appears on the big screen]
TNW FACTION WARFARE – WEEKLY CHALLENGE SCORES
LIVE FROM THE TRUE NORTH CENTER
1. TEAM TJ SHADOWS – 50 / 60
2. TEAM ANTONIO PARKS – 43.5 / 60
3. TEAM CHRISTOPHER MILLER – 40.8 / 60
Crowd reaction:
The True North Center explodes for TJ Shadows’ team, with chants of “SHA-DOWS! SHA-DOWS!”
Keiarna (Redemption Unit): “That’s how we do it for TJ! This is for the man Antonio tried to take out, and we’re coming for his whole squad next week!”
Miles: “Toronto, y’all see it! We’re climbing, and we’re not stopping until Shadows is standing tall again!”
Cairo: “Fifty out of sixty… and next week, we make it a hundred out of a hundred. Bet on it.”
Antonio Parks: “Hold up. Hold up. These people actually believe this means something? We’re still the top dogs, we still run TNW, and TJ Shadows is still sitting at home watching me shine!”
ZayDay: “Enjoy your little moment, Cairo. This time next week, I’ll make you look like a rookie who wandered into the wrong ring.”
Janelle: “Ugh. I cannot believe we have to share air with this crowd right now.”
Christopher Miller: “Second place. Third place. None of it matters. This isn’t a sprint — this is a marathon. And when it’s over, The Iron Standard will be the ones setting the pace.”
Sutton: “We’ll take our lumps, learn, and hit harder next time. Shadows, Parks — you’re both in for a fight.”
The camera catches Antonio pointing at Cairo from across the ring, mouthing “You’re done.” while Cairo smirks back. Keiarna rallies the crowd as Miller’s team exits calmly.
Commentator 1: “The battle lines are drawn, and after tonight, you can feel the momentum shifting in the True North Center.”
Commentator 2: “Faction Warfare is heating up, and next week… all hell’s going to break loose!”
[Fade to commercial]
AFTER THE CHALLENGE - INT. BACKSTAGE AREA – NIGHT
Dim, cold fluorescent lights buzz overhead. The chaotic hum of the arena seeps in through the walls, cheering crowds, distant ring bells, muffled footsteps. Amid the bustle, ZAYDAY stands alone near a corridor, catching his breath. His eyes distant, chest heaving as if he’s holding back more than fatigue.
A PRODUCER approaches quietly, careful not to break the fragile bubble around him.
PRODUCER (soft, urgent): “ZayDay... your family’s been trying to reach you. They need you. Now.”
ZAYDAY doesn’t respond immediately. His jaw tightens, muscles clenching. The producer pulls out a phone and hands it to him.
The camera shifts to handheld, shakier now, capturing the raw immediacy.
ZAYDAY presses ‘answer.’ The screen shows “Mom.” The line clicks on.
ZAYDAY’S MOTHER (voice trembling, barely a whisper): “ZayDay... it’s your brother... He’s been shot.”
The camera tightens on ZAYDAY’s face. The light catches the sudden glisten of moisture forming in his eyes…unseen yet palpable.
He closes his eyes, swallowing hard. The world around him fades into silence. The bustling sounds of the arena are muted, replaced by the pounding of his heart echoing in his ears.
ZAYDAY’s hand trembles, clutching the phone as if it’s the only lifeline left.
He opens his eyes, haunted. A long, slow breath escapes him.
No words come. None can.
The camera lingers on his expression… a storm of pain, disbelief, guilt, and resolve.
Without another word, ZAYDAY is ushered into the arena parking lot by a producer. His movements are mechanical, almost robotic, stripping away the performer’s mask to reveal the broken man beneath.
The backstage lights flicker as he moves past the PRODUCER, who watches helplessly.
The camera holds on the empty space he leaves behind a void where hope once lived.
INT. LOCKER ROOM – NIGHT
The room is dimly lit, shadows stretching across the worn benches and lockers. Sweat and anticipation still hang in the air from the recent match.
ANTONIO PARKS stands near the entrance, arms folded, jaw tight. CHRISTOPHER MILLER paces slowly, eyes fixed on the floor. TJ SHADOWS SITS WITH HIS TEAM.
The Top Prospects are gathered, restless but sensing the weight of the moment.
ANTONIO PARKS (clears throat, voice heavy): “Everyone… ZayDay isn’t here.”
The room falls into a stunned silence. Whispers stir. Some look confused, others concerned.
“He returned to the mansion a few moments ago. Said it was urgent.”
The tension tightens, like the air before a storm.
HALO (uneasy): “Did anyone say where he went?”
ANTONIO PARKS (shakes head) “Not exactly. But… we found out why.”
He steps forward, voice breaking slightly, revealing his own vulnerability.
“His brother... he’s been shot. Seriously hurt.”
The Top Prospects exhale as if punched in the gut.
IZAAK: “ No questions asked. Family comes first.”
Antonio Parks looks at his team, eyes filled with unspoken understanding.
ANTONIO PARKS (firm, resolute): “Right now, our focus has to be on keeping this team together. But due to the fact that ZayDay has left the competition, there will be no eliminations this week.”
The camera pulls back slowly, the Team Parks sinking into quiet reflection.
Some lower their heads, others close their eyes.
The weight of the unknown presses down, foreshadowing challenges to come.
ANTONIO (CONFESSIONAL): “ZayDay... he’s one of the strongest competitors in this competition. Not just in the ring, but in life. But this… this hits different. When it’s family, the rules don’t apply. The ring doesn’t matter.”
He pauses, swallowing the lump in his throat.
“I respect his choice to leave the show without explanation. He needed to be there for his brother. It’s the kind of pain you don’t prepare for, and no amount of coaching can fix it.”
His gaze drops, voice softens.
“We’re a team. We push each other, fight for each other. But sometimes, you have to fight battles no one sees… outside these walls.”
He exhales deeply, steeling himself.
“Right now, I just hope he knows... we’re not just waiting for a teammate to come back. We’re waiting for a brother.”
The camera lingers on his face, capturing a rare moment of vulnerability before fading out.
ZayDay has returned home safely to be with his family during this difficult time. Sadly, his brother has passed away shortly after.
Everyone at TNW extends their deepest condolences and stands with ZayDay in mourning this profound loss.
ROLL END CREDITS.
NEXT TIME ON TOP PROSPECT…
* Tempers flare between the women of Team Miller.
* Antonio Parks applies pressure to his team.
* Chaos erupts at the challenge.
