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Date - January 20th
Venue - USF Sun Dome, Tampa Florida, Florida
Theme -"See You At The Show" by Nickelback
Deadline - 10PM Central Sunday Night
24 Hour Deadline - NO By the end of SNS #121 it seemed more like PWT was running a MASH unit instead of a wrestling promotion. At thee nd of the show we had injuries to several key names in the company. First is the Heavyweight champ CM, then there's Georgia James, SinDee, and Wall$treet just to name names. We also found out the truth behind CM's recent actions that had left fans and co-workers miffed. Dante Cross also earned himself another shot at the Heavyweight strap. That shot is expected to come sometime before Immortal Glory. The Wipwreck/McCallister/Stevenson situation escalated as well. This weekend Drew is scheduled to face off 1 on 1 with Wally. Folks tune in to Shockwave and enjoy some of the best damned wrestling on MSN.....Bar none. 
Main Event
CM + ??? vs The Caines
(Last wekeend a bombshell was dropped on PWT that Nova was behind CM's strange actions as of late. We found out Nova has CM's family held captive and even recruited Michaels own half-brother into things. The reigning Heavyweight champion is naturally pissed off majorly. So he demanded that he be given the Caines this week. Becca agreed, but refused to book a handicap match. She told CM to find himself a partner for the match. Will anyone want to step up for the Heartthrob? Or will this just have to be a handicap match?) Xavier Homicide vs Brian T Jefferson
(Coming off his second win in a row Xavier looks to put up a third. But how will he fare against Brian who is something of an unknown commodity in PWT? The only way you'll find out is to tune in to SNS this weekend. We promise you won't be disappointed) Kimberly Pain vs Rachel Simmons
(Becca felt that last week's match was unfairly exploited by the Caines. So she offered both of Kimberly's opponents a rematch. But Lori declined the invitation. So instead its a one on one between Rachel and Kimberly. The rest of the Caine clan is banned from ringside during this match) Tag Team Titles
SeiGee (c) vs Marcus Johnson & Izzy
(This match has been in the works for literally MONTHS! Now, finally in the third week of 2008, its gonna happen! This weekend we'll see two of PWT's power couples slugging it outf or tag team supremacy. be sure and see if SeiGee maintains that death grip on the belts or if Marcus and Isabell can dethrone them)
Summer Stratus vs Victoria Hamilton
(Victoria looks to prove thats he can do whatever Izzy can. Guess what that means. It means that Summer is basically being used by Victoria as an example. Hmm. Something tells us that Summer ain't gonna take that lightly. This one could be a potential show-stealer) Rayne vs David Baumann
(Welcome to the debut match of Rayne in PWT. In his first match he draws the returning David Baumann as his opponent. This one should be a good one. Tune in as we find out what the newcomer brings to our corner of the wrestling world. At the same time be sure to keep an eye on Baumann and see what he's learned in his travels outside of PWT) Alayna Patrick vs Lori Anne
(Its the return of Alayna Patrick! This young lady with loads of potential hasn't been seen since a loss to Kim Pain before Holiday Havok. She needed some time off for a bit of soul-searching and has returned. This weekend she looks to get back in the thick of things against Lori Anne. However Lori would love to change her luck in this match) Wall$treet vs Drew Stevenson
(This match was set up last Sunday night by Becca Wip...er McCallister. She wanted to give Wally his just desserts for what he'd done to her and Drew. But folks ya gotta wonder if this match can even happen now. We've yet to learn the extent of $treet's injuries suffered at the end of SNS. Nor do we know if Drew Stevenson has been arrested for his actions at the end of the show. Tune in and see what happens here folks!)  Results
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| [ As the cameras draw in from black we see a video package of the various happenings from last week’s Shockwave. We recap the Christian Michaels/Nova stuff. The return of Whysper; The Dante Cross/Georgia James Buried Alive match; and of course the WallStreet Drew Stevenson stuff. The Arrest, Becca booking WallStreet Verses Drew for this week, and finally the brutal vehicular attack at the end of the show. [ From that we forgo the opening video and theme song as our cameras open up directly on the PWT-A-Vision. "Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
I’ll Getatcha�? 
[ The bell sounds three times signifying the opening contest. Sabrina, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is our OPENING BOUT! It’s scheduled for ONEFALL with a Thirty Minute Time Limit!" Fecca, "Welcome to PWT Shockwave! And what a way to open the show as we get ready for a Pay Per View quality contest for absolutely FREE to kick start this night off."
Styles, "These people are the luckiest people on earth, getting to see WallStreet perform on regular cable TV is like getting to see Leonardo Divinci paint at YMCA Class or Ozzy Osbourn perform at a Karaoke bar! Everyone here should be bowing in appreciation that the Corporate Icon would even grace us with his presence!"
Fecca, "There’s somethin�?there on your nose Eddie�?Kinda brown, has a foul oder comin from it�?
Styles, "That’s what happens when ya bring your wife to our shows Fecca. Sorry ya had to find out this way." 
[ As WallStreet steps from behind the curtain we immediately notice he isn’t in his gear, and he’s donnin�?that Billion dollar smirk of his. Fecca, "What in the world�?Why isn’t he dressed to compete?"
Styles, "Maybe he is dressed to compete! Maybe he intends on making such light work of Drew Stevenson that he won’t even need his gear."
Fecca, "Well if that’s the case then he’s a damned fool!"
Styles, "A FOOL?! A FOOL?!"
Fecca, "A FOOL!"
Styles, "Taylor McCallister is NO FOOL!"
Fecca, "If he thinks Drew Stevenson’s easy pickins he’s a damned fool!" [ Smirk or no smirk, it’s evident that WallStreet’s still feeling the effects of that car wreck last week. He has bandages on his head and he’s walking in such a way that it’s obvious he’s banged up. Sabrina, "Introducing first�?From Hartford Connecticut, he weighs in at 278 pounds�?The Corporate Icon�?WAAAAAAALLSTREET!" Fecca, "WallStreet doesn’t appear to be in tip top shape after the events that took place last week on Shockwave."
Styles, "THE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE?! If the shoe had been on the other foot you’d be talking about the "Heinous actions", the "Vile venomous assault"! But when your beloved Douche Stevenson commits attempted Vehicular HOMICIDE, It’s "The events that took place"! That’s crap Fecca! The man tried to end WallStreet’s life! He tried to take the bread off of WallStreet’s table! He tried to take a simple matter of business and make it personal!"
Fecca, "Well this past week WallStreet aired a promo where he tried to pitch that load of manure to our viewing audience. For those of you who don’t already check out pwt-dot-com regularly, you can always find up to the minute promo releases from all of our superstars in regards to their weekly contests on Shockwave and of course major Pay Per View events. Also, MSN’s Wrestling Network airs promos on a regular bases too. So be sure to keep an eye out for important progressional points in various feuds and stories here in Professional Wrestling Today." [ The crowd is loud in it’s reception of WallStreet, although mixed as to whether or not they wish to cheer or boo. WallStreet rounds the crowd barricade and starts to very slowly climb the stares, nursing his injuries from last week. Styles, "Thankfully our Corporate Icon is a generous man. He’s given Drew Stevenson an out. He’s let him have the option of not showing up tonight! And actually, now that I think about it�?I haven’t seen Drew all day."
Fecca, "Well I haven’t either, but I doubt quite seriously that he’s going to walk away from an opportunity to get his hands on WallStreet after all the vile things that WallStreet’s done to Drew."
Styles, "SEE! What’d I say! "All the vile things he’s done to Drew"! Drew hit this man with a freakin HUMMER and you’re callin�?WALLSTREET vile!"
Fecca, "I’m not saying I condone Drew’s actions�?He was wrong. But it’s difficult to not be able to empathize with the man to some degree. I can’t say that if I were in the same situation I might not do the same."
Styles, "Hmm�?Now may not be the time to tell you that your wife’s real last name is Styles then." [ WallStreet walks over to Sabrina and takes her mic as the music fades and the lights readjust. 
WallStreet, "TAMPA FLORIDA, Are You Ready?!" [ The crowd erupts at their mention. WallStreet, "Are you ready for the single greatest match in this company’s history?! Are YOU READY to see "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson and "The Corporate Icon" Taylor McCallister go head to head, toe to toe?!" [ The crowd goes nuts at the concept. Fecca, "Bah God I reckon they damn sure are! And quite frankly, so too am I!" WallStreet, "Well then Get Ready�?GET READY�? I Said GET REAAAADY�? [ The crowd is going wild off of WallStreet’s energy. [ WallStreet suddenly drops the intensity, smirks, and says, "�?FONT color=#00ff00>To Be disappointed." [ The crowd instantly starts booing. WallStreet, "Because Drew Stevenson isn’t here tonight. Ya see, earlier this week on Pee Double-you Tee dot com I sent Drew Stevenson a message. I told him that if he wanted to continue to walk, he’d be better off to simply not show up. Now apparently Drew’s smarter then I gave him credit for, because here I am and�?Well�?Here he Isn’t." Fecca, "What? This is garbage!" Crowd: WE WANT DREW! WE WANT DREW! WE WANT DREW! WE WANT DREW! WE WANT DREW! WE WANT DREW! WallStreet, "Yeah well, tough crap. (Looks at ref) Mason�?Count this twit out so I can go home." [ WallStreet brings the mic down to his side as Mason looks around trying to make heads or tails of the situation. WallStreet brings the mic back up, "I said, COUNT HIM OUT!" [ Not sure what else to do Mason starts to count. Mason, "ONE!" The crowd begins booing loudly as Styles says, "I can’t believe Drew was smart enough to stay home."
Fecca, "I don’t believe that. There’s gotta be a reason if he’s not here."
Styles, "Yeah, he’s sitting in a closet somewhere in the fetal position, sucking his thumb as he realizes he came dangerously close to tickin off the Corporate Icon."
Fecca, "That’s crap and you know it!"
Styles, "I know no such thing."
Fecca, "Well I damn sure do!" Mason, "FOUR!" [ We missed two and three while Fecca and Styles were talking. In the ring WallStreet is smirking, basking in the glory of the situation. Mason, "FI�? "The More The Light Shines Through Me
I Pretend To Close My Eyes
The More The Dark Consumes Me
I Pretend I’m Burnin’�?Burnin Bright" [ The crowd instantly erupts as WallStreet’s eyes grow big. Fecca, "YES! YES!" [ The curtain abruptly swings to the side and from behind it�?/FONT> 
Fecca, "DREW STEVENSON HAS ARRIVED AND BAH-GOD BUSINESS�?BUSINESS�?BUSINESS IS GONNA PICK UP!"
Styles, "NO! GO HOME YOU IDIOT!" [ The crowd is going absolutely nuts as Drew starts heading down the ramp. WallStreet, "WHOA! WHOA! SHUT THAT CRAP OFF! SHUT THAT CRAP OFF RIGHT NOW!" Drew’s music is cut abruptly as WallStreet continues, "YOU STOP RIGHT THERE! YOU STOP RIGHT THERE OR I’LL HAVE YOUR ASS ARESSTED AGAIN!" The crowd boos as Fecca says, "On what charges? Fixin to whoop WallStreet’s ass?!" WallStreet, "You see�?I knew you weren’t smart enough to stay home! I knew you didn’t have the brains to stay out of this ring, so I took the pleasure of making sure you didn’t have a choice!" [ WallStreet reaches into the inside pocket of his jacket and withdraws a set of papers�?A move that hasn’t bidded Drew well in the past. WallStreet, "You see this? This is a T.O.P�?A Temporary Order of Protection. What this says is that you can’t come within a hundred feet of me or you go straight back to Jail. After that little display last week with the hummer it wasn’t difficult to make a Judge believe that I had a reason to "fear for my safety". So back your happy ass up because you’re about to over step your hundred feet and I’ve got a fleet of Tampa’s finest back there just waiting for a reason to lock your ass up!" [ Drew’s fuming, all he wants to do is beat WallStreet’s ass, yet once again WallStreet’s weaseled out of getting his. The crowd is booing loudly as Fecca says, "God forbid WallStreet just act like a man and face the music."
Styles, "Just because WallStreet doesn’t need to do hit and runs doesn’t mean he’s not a man." "Drew can’t touch you�?But I can." Fecca, "Who said that?" [ WallStreet raises an eyebrow and looks up, past Drew and to the curtain�?Nothing. WallStreet turns around�?Still nothing. WallStreet looks back to the ramp, "That’s real cute. I don’t know who’s back there, but just because I’ve been kind enough to let Drew out of getting his ass beat doesn’t mean I’m gonna be givin�?everyone "Get Out of Jail Free" cards so�? [ WallStreet’s microphone dies. WallStreet taps the mic, nothing. Fecca, "Apparently we’re having technical difficulties�? [ WallStreet rolls his eyes and tosses the microphone. He walks over to the time keepers side of the ring and bends down, looking to get a new mic when the lights go out. The crowd grows loud, not sure of what’s going on. The cameras come back on and WallStreet’s standing in the middle of the ring looking up the ramp again, But behind him stands a long haired, mysterious looking man. Fecca, "Who in the World?!" [ The man taps WallStreet on the shoulder. WallStreet turns around and BAM! Kick to the gut! The crowd starts to erupt as our pale, long haird friend turns WallStreet around, hooks his neck, and then WHAM! His reverse Twist of Fate! Fecca, "Bah God! I Don't know who he is but I think I like him already!"
Styles, "Is this guy crazy?! WallStreet’s gonna kill him!" [ Shadow stands over an unconscious WallStreet as the crowd erupts. Drew raises a curious, albeit still annoyed eyebrow as Shadow simply looks down at his victim. Fecca, "Well I�?I don’t know what to make of all this. We’ll be right back!" *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ When we return from commercial WallStreet is seen stepping out of the gorilla position into the back, holding his neck in pain. It doesn’t take long before PWT Interviewer Ken Mitchell comes into the scene. Mitchell, "Who was that and what was that all about?" WallStreet looks furious as he replies, "Why that was PWT’s Resident Boy Scout! Ya see when PWT advertised Christian Michaels would likely be partnerless against the Cain Clan in the headline this guy who calls himself "Shadow" decided he’d volunteer. CM decided to be cute and send this jerkoff and his witch hunt for "evil hearts" my way. Well Shadow, bad call. The first lessons you’re gonna learn in PWT are 1.) Never take advice from a guy who losses his family like a fat ass PWT Fan losses the remote in the couch cushions, and 2.) screwin with me’s a quick way to getting your ass beat. And let me tell ya Mitch, these may be his last lessons learned because that little stunt just earned him my attention. How bitter sweet for Shadow. At Final Verdict he get’s his name put in lights and made famous, but he also becomes my example to Drew Stevenson. An example�?A Statement. That statement being, thank your lucky stars I saved your ass with this T.O.P. Because what I’m gonna do to Shadow could and would have happened to Drew." [ With that a very agitated WallStreet continues on his way as the cameras come back to the ring. Styles, "Peter Pan couldn’t get rid of his Shadow, but Peter Pan was a fairy lover in green tights. I somehow doubt PWT’s Shadow will have the same luck with the Mecca of Mainstream, WallStreet." [ Attention switches to the ring as Lori Anne versus Alayna Patrick is next | | |
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| [ "Ezuli" begins playing as the lights begin to enter a strobe like feeling. The colors change to purple as the music picks up the pace. All of the sudden it all stops and a spotlight opens up on Alayna Patrick who stands at the top of the ramp with her back turned out to the crowd. She poses for the crowd. All of the sudden the lights start to flash again. Alayna turns around starting to walk down the ramp.
Sabrina : This next match is for one fall.. Making her way to the ring hailing from Malibu California.. Alayyyyyna Patrick!!!!
[ She rolls her eyes at the fans as they scream things at her. She shakes her head as they ask for a high five. She then walks over towards the steel steps making her way up them fast. She gets up onto the turnbuckle and turns around to look to the inside of the ring. She jumps down off of the turnbuckle and makes it to the middle of the ring looking out to the boos coming from the crowd. She simply fluffs her hair as she waits for her opponent faking a yawn.
[ "Black Cat" by Janet Jackson starts play and the spotlight focuses on the entrance where Lori Anne appears.. She poses at the top of the ramp before slowly walking down the ramp..
Sabrina : And her opponent.. Hailing from Portsmouths, New Hampshire, Loriiii Annnnnnnne!!!
[ Lori walks to the ring and slides in and awaits the bell so the match can get started.
Styles : The recently engaged Lori Anne who turned down a rematch against Kimberly Pain in action against Alayna Patricks.
Fecca : Alayna hasn’t had a match since she lost to the same Kimberly Pain before Holiday Havoc. Let’s see if her time of did her good.
[ The referee signals for the bell to be rung and as it does Alayna immediately goes for a kick to the unsuspecting Lori Anne. Followed by a series of backhand chops that force Lori Anne into the corner where Alayna continues the assault with kicks and punches until the referee forces her out of the corner.
Fecca : Very aggressive start for Alayna Patrick.
[ Alayna returns to the corner only to be met with a boot to the gut by Lori Anne and it is followed by a clothesline. Alayna gets up quickly and as Lori Anne goes to punch her she ducks and grabs Lori’s arm and with a hiptoss she throws Lori Anne to the other side of the ring. Alayna follows it up with an irish whip into the nearest corner and Lori Anne crashes to the mat.
Fecca : At this rate the match will be over real soon.
[ Alayna isn’t playing around and grabs Lori Anne by her hair and pulls her to her feet.. She picks her up from behind and lifts her up positioning her on the top turnbuckle. Lori is slightly dazed still and Alayna pounds her on the back several times with vicious forearm shots before climbing up to the top ropes behind Lori Anne..
Styles : This is it!! The Malibu Barbie!!
[ The poisoned frankensteiner affectionately called the Malibu Barbie connects and Lori Anne crashes face first into the mat and Alayna goes for a nonchalant pin.
Referee : One�? Two�? Three�?BR>
Ding.. ding.. ding..
Sabrina : The winner of this match.. Alayna Patrick�?BR>
[ Alayna’s hand is raised by the referee as Lori Anne is motionless in the ring.. Alayna looks at her with a disgusted look upon her face and leaves the ring under a chorus of boo’s�?/FONT> *COMEMRCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ Sunay Night Shockwave returns from the commercial with a pan over the crowd. Many fans take the oppurtunity to wave their signs they spent all week getting just right. But then its time for the next match on tonight's card. The Lights Darken...Mumbles come through the speaker...then BOOM! Pryo shoots out and "The Price of Fame" comes through loud and clear. David Baumann walks through the curtain with a black hoodie unzipped and the hood up. His head is facing down when he first steps through. Sabrina: Our next match is scheduled for one-fall with a fifteen minute time-limit. Now on his way to the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana.......Please welcome back the former Backyard champion.....DAVID.....BAUUUUUUUUMANN!!!! [ He takes a second at the top of the ramp to breath before looking up and out at the crowd. David walks down the ramp, maybe reaching his hand out to a few or two. David reachs the ring, walks to the steps and up the steps. He walks to the far turnbuckle and stands on the middle rope and looks out to the crowd, similar to The Rock. David hopes down into the ring and drops into the turnbuckle on his knee, says a small prayer to keep him safe and then stands and waits for the bell to ring... Sabrina: And his opponent, wrestling out of Battleground, North Carolina......He is "the Silent Assassin".....Please welcome RAAAAAAYNE!!!! [ The Lights in the arena darken as "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins blaring over the p.a. system. The fans come to life as the signiture blue lights come onto the stage. After a few seconds, Rayne steps out into the lights as the fans continue to scream loudly. Rayne walks to one side of the stage, pointing to himself and saying something inaudible. rayne walks to the other side doing the same thing. He then walks to the center of the ramp falling to his knees, and throws up his hands. Water jets begin shooting crazily from the stage as Rayne jumps to his feet. Rayne gets to his feet walking down the ramp and getting into the ring. He gets into the ring and goes towards the ropes pointing towards the fans and then pointing to himself. The cheering slowly dies out as... Fecca: Quite an entrance there for the debuting Rayne. It should be interesting to see how he stacks up against a man that's been in our ring before. Of course I speak of David Baumann, a former Backyard champion. Styles: This new kid might have an inch in heighta nd a few pounds on David, but that's not going to matter. David Baumann is a former protege to David Van Dam! He's proven that he's hardcore by holding the Backyard championship. David baumann was even a star baseball player in high school. Fecca: A star baseball player? How is that going to have any effect here? Styles: Obviosuly that means that David's baseball slide will be much more effective than Whachamacallit's Fecca: Rayne. Styles: Really? I knew I should've brung an umbrella to work tonight! [ Fecca justs hakes his head as the opening bell sounds. The two men come together in the middle of the ring. Baumann, feeling a lil cocky on his return, pie-faces Rayne back a few steps. Rayne looks to the crowd and give sthem a bit of a smirk. He steps back upa nd slaps DB right across the jaw! David stumbles over to the ropes holding his face. He checks his jaw to make sure its not broken and then glares at Rayne. DB shouts that Rayne will regret that and charges forward. Rayne doesn't worry though. He just drops down and then gives Baumann a drop toe-hold. DB getting up and holding his face again. He's then caught from behind and sent to the mat thanks to a bulldog by Rayne. DB races to his feet, looking to nail Rayne with a huge right, but already Rayne is up and has his right hand cocked back. So thinking better of it Baumann falls into a corner. The ref is quick to step in when Rayne heads toward the corner. Fecca: Well Eddie it seems like maybe there's some rust on Baumann here. He's getting it handed to him right now by Rayne. Styles: Pfft! David's just trying ta make this kid look good. He's a godo guy like that. [ Back in the ring and Baumann has pulled himself up in the corner. He steps out and calls for a "Test of Strength" in the center of the ring. Rayne is cautious and looks to the fans for advice. They're screaming for him not to fall for it. But ole DB walks to the ropes and tells them all to shut their mouthes. He then promises a clean test of strength with Rayne. David even adds in "scout's honor". Still somewhat reluctant Rayne raises his right hand to interlock with David's left. And to no surprise of our fans David wallops Rayne with a hard right hand! Styles: Gah-ha! You idiot Rayne! Not only do you have a stupid name, but David was never a boyscout. Fecca: What a cheap tactic there by Baumann. I'd hoped he'd returned to PWT with a better attitude. Styles: Aw get over it Bobby! [ The right to the jaw sends Rayne to a knee and then stumbling into a corner. Before he has a chance to recover in the corner DB hits a big splash in it. Instead of letting Rayne stagger out of the corner, DB lights him up with knife-edge chops. Finally Baumann leads Rayne out of the corner by the hair. He gets warned by the ref but shrugs that off. David then hooks Rayne up, lifts him off the mat, and hits a perfect Falcon Arrow. After this sitout move David leans forward and grabs one of Rayne's legs for a pin. ONE...........TWO..........KICKOUT! Baumann pops up, gettin in the ref's face about that count. Fecca: David Bauman disagrees with the referee's count. But I tell you he's not going to win this arguement. He should instead be focused on Rayne. Styles: You might as well stick a fork in Rayne. He's done! [ Contrary to Eddie's commentary, Rayne is not finished folks. He slowly gets up as DB is arguing the ref's count. Baumann takes notice of this and hits the nearby ropes. He gets some extra momentum charging towards Rayne this way. Too bad we'll never know what he was gonna hit Rayne with. David finds himself lifted into the air thanks to his own momentum and then snatched out of said air into a SPINEBUSTER!! Styles: What the hell?! Fecca: The Assassination! Earlier today Rayne told me about this move! He told me it was a giant spinebuster but good lord! [ The aftermath of that spinebuster has left David Baumann sprawled out on the mat. He's currently looking up at teh ceilinga nd counting lights. Meanwhile Rayne had fallen onto his own back as well. But the ref's double count urges Rayne to crawl to the ropes and pull himself up. He beats the count and walks over to Baumann. Pulling his opponent back to his feet, Rayne gets him ready for a ddt. But DB fights his way out and whips Rayne to the ropes. Styles: Lets see how Rayne likes it! [ Rayne rebounds off the ropes and mows down DB with a clothesline. He then pulls DB back up and nails him with an evenflow-like DDT. Rayne into a cover and we get a count. ONE..........TWO........THREE!!! The bell rings and we hear Rayne's theme again. Sabrina: Here is your winner......RAAAAAAYNE!!!! Fecca: What a win by Rayne with his "Rayne-Drop DDT". Styles: How do you know the names of the new guy's moves? Fecca: I talked to him backstage today. [ As Rayne heads up the ramp, David has come to and looks PISSED! Fecca: Not a successful return for Baumann tonight. Perhaps next week will be better. Right now folks lets go backstage to Shauna Lane [ After the successful debut of Rayne in PWT, we switch to a shot backstage. Standing by with Shauna Lane is the PWT Heavyweight champion Christian Michaels. Our reigning champion has the championship over his left shoulder as Shauna begins an interview. Shauna: Tonight I'm standing here with our reigning Heavyweight champion, Christian Michaels. Now last week Christian we finally found out that your recent odd behaviour was because of Nova. He has your wife and child at a compound and has threatened them. What's been going through your mind this past week? CM: What's been going through my mind just this past week? The same thing that has been going through my mind. I'm wondering when this wacko is gonna just snap and hurt my family.....I've been wondering when its gonna stop. When the hell am I gonna get my family back? Well I can tell ya that it all stops next Sunday night. Ya know its scheduled to be Nova and I one on one for the Heavyweight championship. Fine. I don't mind putting the championship up against the guy. But if the son of a bitch has any smarts he'll be bringing me my wife and daughter Shauna: Speaking of your family.....last week it was revealed that Nova's new protege is your own brother, Javen. CM: Yeah.....My brother's always been one mixed up kid ya know. I mean our dad didn't give him enough hugs when Simon was a kid. So now he's a wacked out birdbrain that wants to hang out with Nova. Good for him! My lil brother can go hang out with the same group of people that tried to snap him in half and hung him when that didn't work. He can sit there and think they won't turn on him. They say that ignorance is bliss so I imagine he's a blissful lil bastard right about now. But he'll learn otherwise when he screws up and Nova sicks the clan on him like he did Jessica. Shauna: Tonight you'll be facing your brother and Nova's brother Mason. Becca scheduled it as a tag match not wanting to book a handicap match. But so far we haven't heard you announce a partner... CM: I don't plan on announcing one either. Shauna: So then your partner is going to be a surprise? CM: Nah. I appreciate Becca actually trying to do right by me for once, but I already said it this week. This fight is my fight and I'm not gonna drag anyone else into it. So I'm going down to that ring by myself and doing what I gotta do. Shauna: That's your choice to make I guess.....But before you go Christian, I'd just like to get your thoughts on what Dante Cross had to say this week. CM: Dante Cross? Ha! I've never seen anyone talk themselves out of a title match like he did. Ya know it sounded like the guy's threatening ta skip town if Nova walks away from next Sunday as champion. Well lemme tell ya something Dante, you ain't gotta worry about skipping town. Because next Sunday night I'm getting my family back and I'm walking out STILL the Heavyweight champion of PWT. So then its you an I, one on one again sometime before Immortal Glory. This time there won't be a Georgia James for you to blame the loss on. And furthermore, Dante, you wanna get a froggy feeling about who you *might* be facing for the belt? Indirectly tell us you're hittin the bricks if you face Nova for the strap? Well I've yet to see an anchor tied to your ass and holding ya here. Think about that. [ And with those final words, the champion walks out of the scene. Shockwave is meanwhile headed to a commercial break *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ As cameras go back to ringside for the next match, "Whatever U Like" By Nicole Schezinger Featuring T.I. begins to blast over the p.a. system. The lights among the stage begins to flicker in a pink color. Victoria's sexy entrance video began to display among the titantron screen. The fans wait for the arrival of Victoria Hamilton to appear from behind the curtain. She can hear whistles coming from within the live crowd. Victoria comes from behind the curtain, dressed in a nice piece of wrestling attire. Victoria raises her hand in the air and poses for the crowd among the stage. Victoria grins as she begins to walk down the entrance ramp.
Sabrina:"Making her way to the ring Los Angeles, California......Victoria Hamilton!"
[ She struts her stuff down the entrance way and she can see a few crowd signs with her name in it. She makes her way towards the steel ring steps. She notices a few fans in the front row taking a few pictures of her among their cell phones, she does a few poses for them until she finally decides to step up the ring steps and she enters the ring. Entering the ring, she poses for the live crowd. Moving over towards the ropes, she steps on the middle rope and hangs over the ropes and poses while blowing a few kisses. She steps off the ropes and poses once again, for the crowd to get a good look at her. She moves over towards one of the corners as she waits for this match to get started. "Hot In Here" by Nelly blares out and Summer Stratus walks out from behind the black curtain. She stands on top of the entrance ramp with her hands on her hips.
Sabrina:"And her opponent making her way to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada please welcome....Summer Stratus!"
[ Summer walks down the ramp with a smile on her face as she listens to the cheers coming from the crowd. As Summer reaches the bottom of the ramp, she slides in the ring under the bottom rope. As Summer gets to her feet, she walks over to the ropes and points out into the crowd as cameras flash. She then goes over to the opposite side of the ring and does the same thing as well before her music cuts.
Fecca:"Last week Summer came up short against Isabell. It should be interesting to see how she bounces back."
Styles:"Bounce back? There will be no bouncing back for Summer tonight. Victoria's only going to bury her deeper."
[ As Victoria comes out from the corner, the bell rings as the two of them begin to circle eachother. As they lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, Victoria gets the upperhand in the struggle and backs Summer into the ropes. Victoria then takes a hold of Summer's arm and irish whips her into the ropes. As Summer comes off them, Victoria goes for a clothesline, but Summer ducks underneath. As Victoria turns around Summer is coming off the ropes. Summer takes Victoria down with a crossbody. Summer stays on her for the pin but Victoria kicks out just after one.
Fecca:"Summer trying to get an early win."
Styles:"But Victoria ain't having it!"
[ As both women scramble up to their feet, Summer runs at Victoria but is met with a boot to the midsection. Victoria then sets Summer up and hoists her in the air and drops her with a brain buster. Victoria covers and Summer kicks out before the ref's hand comes down for a third time. With Summer still laying on the mat, Victoria goes to the top and comes off with the Bad Girls Go 2 Hell. But before she could connect, Summer rolled out of the way."
Fecca:"Victoria went to the top and it cost her."
Styles:"The match ain't over yet!"
[ As Summer got to her feet, she saw Victoria holding her knee, from the missed knee drop. Summer took a hold of that leg and locked Victoria into the Scorcher. Victoria tried to make the ropes, but Summer simply leaned back and applied more pressure, and it wasn't long before Victoria tapped out.
Sabrina:"And here's your winner by submission, Summer Stratus!"
Fecca:"It's over now."
Styles:"Whatever."
[ Summer rolls out of the ring and makes her way up the ramp. Fans are cheering as she tags a few hands on her way to the back. The ref is in the ring checking on Victoria who's holding her knee as Shockwave goes to a commercial. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ Coming back from the previous commercial we find ourselves backstage again. This time we see Victoria limping past catering as Marcus Johnson and Isabell Winters are headed for the gorilla position. Izzy stops and decides ta taunt Victoria. Izzy: Awww! What's wrong Victoria? Did you find out its harder to be the woman around here than you thought? Hahaha! As if you could ever actually be "the woman" around here. But I tell you what Victoria, tonight you're going to get a free lesson. You just limp yourself to your dressing room and turn on a monitor....Turn on a monitor and watch as *I*, the great Isabell Winters, and her Marky-poo become the Tag Team champions of PWT.....And then don't defend until July. [ Now Victoria isn't exactly in teh mood ta deal with this crap. So she steps toard Izzy. Unfortunately for her though Marcus steps in her way of gettin to Izzy. Then just to be more annoying, Izzy waves at Victoria. Izzy: Ta-ta Vicky [ The scene then switches to the ring. Eddie Styles is in the center of it about to address the crowd. He raises a mic and starts to talk about last weekend. Styles: Last weekend.....I erm....said some stuff that alot of people felt I was wrong for saying. Now personally I think they're all just uptight. I mean all I said was that I hoped Brian T Jefferson would be a part of the trench coat mafia and shoot himself. That's not so bad.....Is it? [ The fans boo this tasteless comment. Styles: Aw whatta you people know! Ladies and gentlemen it is my pleasure to introduce another man who thinks the FCC can piss off! Put your hands together for THE Backyard Champion, MATT MATLOCK! [ More of that booing as "You Know My Name" by Chris Cornell hits the speakers. Eddie leaves the ring as Matlock steps from behind the curtain. He's got the Backyard title over his shoulder as he makes his way to the ring. Matlock climbs the steps and ducks into the ring. He picks up the mic left by Eddie and gets rightd own to business. Matlock: You know for the last couple months I've shared this championship.....the belt that I've held more times than anybody else in PWT.......with some queer-eye reject named Ryan Starr. [ Cheers erupt from the crowd for Ryan. Matlock: Only in the state shaped like a dick would a queer get that kind of pop. [ The crowd boos. Matlock: Whatever. The reason I'm out here tonight is to say that I'm done! I'm not going to keep having my name associated with Ryan Starr. So why don't you come on out here Ryan. Come out and....I can't believe I'm saying this.....I'll lay down for you and let you win the championship. Styles, "NO MATLOCK! DON'T DO IT! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT... THAT... THING'S GONNA DO TO YOU IF YOU LAY DOWN! ... Well maybe I'm being a bit dramatic... I mean Matlock will be on his back, so his ass is protected." [ Matlock lowers his mic and looks up towards the entrance ramp. "Hollywood" by Madonna kicks up and the fans are cheering again. Ryan Starr eventually makes his way out onto the stage. He stares at Matlock curiously before finally coming down to the ring. Ryan: What's your game Matlock? Matlock: Nothing man. I just want to get my name as far away from being associated from your's as possible. Ryan: Every fiber of my being tells me that I shouldn't dare to believe you......But honestly I'd rather not be associated with someone like you. So lets get this over with. Lay down and I'll pin you... [ Some guys in the front row, who've obviously had a few beers by this point in the show, taunt Matlock with catcalls. He glares at them before slowly laying down. From beside the ramp comes our referee Frank Mason. He gets in the ring as Starr makes the pin. ONE........TWO........THREE!!! Mason calls for the bell. Sabrina: Here is your winenr and NEW Backyard champion.....RYAN STARRRRR!!!! [ Ryan gets up and the ref raises his arm before handing over the Backyard title. Starr holds the Backyard championship in his hands, finally the sole owner of the belt. Styles, "Well Matlock may have lost his portion of the Backyard title but he didn't lose his Backdoor virginity, which is the most important thing here. Now I'd suggest he shower immediatly. The jury's still out on whether or not Gay's contagis." [ The cheering fans get to Starr and he ascends the turnbuckles. He stands on the middle one, holding the championship up towards the people. Matlock is just about to get out of the ring when he takes a last look. And something must have snapped inside folks. Because bah gawd king! Matlock steps back into the ring. He slips up behind Ryan and pulls out that damned monkey wrench! Ryan is caught completely offguard as Matlock whaps him across the back with the monkey wrench! The impact causing Ryan Starr to drop the Backyard title and tumble out to the ring apron and down to the floor. Fecca: That son of a bitch! That son of a bitch Matlock lied! Styles, "How do ya figure? He said he'd lay down and lose the belt... He never said he was just gonna stand around and watch Ryan Starr parade about like he just won the Prom Queen crown. It's not Matlock's fault Starr's too dumb to take his belt and get out of the ring." [ Matlock rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. He waits til Ryan Starr is up to a knee and then cracks the guy over the top of his head! With that damned monkey wrench even! Starr topples onto his back, eyes rolled in the back of his head. Matlock then mounts Ryan and starts to drive his right hand into the Backyard champ's face again and again! Frank Mason comes over and pulls Matlock off. But he's soon shoved aside by Matlock. Styles: Haha! I bet next time Ryan gets the hell outta dodge [ The now former Backyard champ grabs Sabrina's chair as she scurries away. He then walks back over and slips the chair onto Starr's throat. Fecca: Come on now Matlock! Don't this! That's a human being you son of a bitch! Styles: Yeah.....This is a lil far Matlock.... [ The Cornered Animal doesn't agree with our commentators. He stomps on the chair not once but twice! Ryan Starr flounders like a fish out of water momentarily before we see blood pouring from his mouth. Fecca: Somebody get down here dammit! There got to be some severe damage to Ryan's throat. [ Matlock then makes a pin, even hooking a leg, and demands Frank Mason make the count. he does and we have a ONE..........TWO........THREE!!!! Matlock jumps upa nd he threatens Sabrina that she'd better announce him as the new Backyard champion. Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen here is your NEW Backyard champion.......MATTTTTT MATLOCK! [ He then takes the championship and leaves as EMTs make tehir way down to check on Ryan Starr. In the meantime its time for a Shockwave commercial. *COMEMRCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ The Tag Team Championships are shown overhead as we fade in. ] Fecca: It’s now time for our first hour Main Event! Seifer and Georgia James defend the Tag Team Titles against The Marcus of Johnson and the hawtest PWT Femme Fatale Isabell Winters! Styles: According to her. Fecca: And PWT.com. Styles: Again, her doing, I wouldn’t want to be scolded with hot coffee either! [ As they’re chatting it up “To Come�?hits over the PA system as Isabell and Marcus make their way out to the ring! ] Fecca: To Come? Styles: Yep, that’s what it says as their tag team theme song! Fecca: Oh�?/FONT> [ They get in the ring and do their usual taunts when “The Second Coming�?by Juelz Santana hits and the tag team champs make their way out. ] Fecca: I like their’s better. [ They don’t get much of a chance to begin the taunts or even take off their belts as the challengers jump them. Marcus on Seifer and Isabell on Georgia. You can just see the rage in them as they go all at it, the crowd feeling the very intensity shown by two individuals as Marcus is taking it to Seifer and Georgia has turned it on Izzy and is laying into her left, right, left, right, left. ] Fecca: You can just feel how intense this is. Marcus has his reasons for wanting Seifer’s head, and Georgia has quickly used her rage to take it to Izzy, you know she wants to bounce back from last week and ever since Izzy started having ‘feelings�?for Seifer, well she’s been waiting to do this for a long time. [ The referee tries to break up everyone and get some order. He tries the men but that’s obviously not working so he shoves himself between the ladies (bet you’re envious) and seperates them, pushing them to their specific corners as the men keep fighting. ] Styles: Hater, I wanted to see Gee and Izzy going at it! Fecca: Of course you did. [ Fecca pats Styles on his head and in turn Eddie smacks Bob upside the head. In the ring Seifer has taken control for the first time of the night and is now on the offensive side. This continues on for a few minutes, with Marcus gaining an advantage here and there until he’s down and Seifer tags out to Georgia. They double team The Marcus of Johnson and then Gee goes to work. Doing well for a little bit before Marcus gets a second wind and gets into the offensive position. It doesn’t last too long though, a couple of suplexes and he’s tagging in Isabell Winters. She comes into the ring all cocky like and smug with Georgia down. Even going so far as to slapping her in the face and taunting her by yelling at her. This doesn’t sit well for Gee who tackles her to the ground and begins to unload. The referee breaks up the choke hold at four and the women regroup. Again they lock horns and Isabell takes the advantage, going on offensive once again. But Georgia shows why she’s a former champ and is able to swing the tides of the match back in her favor. With Izzy down Georgia begins to drag her to her corner but before she can tag in Seif and go for the double team, Izzy gives her an enzurguri and takes her out. Rather than rushing to her corner Izzy drags Georgia across to her own corner and tags in Marcus. ] Styles: Isolation time. [ She stays in and the two of them begin to work on GJ until Seifer comes into the ring, which of course draws the attention of the ref and enables Izzy to get in a couple more shots. She leaves the ring and now it’s Marcus�?turn as he is standing above a downed Georgia. He looks at her as she begins to get up, he’s half pulling her by her hair and she’s half getting up on her own. He picks her up onto his shoulders and looks to smash her into the canvas. Izzy is yelling for him to slam her through the mat he hears it, but for some reason he doesn’t do it as he looks out at the crowd. Confusion begins to set in for everyone except for Isabell as she begins to get red in the face. Finally Marcus snaps out of it and goes to slam her down and when he does, Georgia counters and DDT’s him! ] Fecca: Reversal! Styles: Only because he hesitated, what was that?! Fecca: Who knows but you know Izzy didn’t like it. Styles: I know Bob, we’re ten feet away from her. [ Back in the ring the two of them are down when the crowd cheers with approval as they see Summer Stratus making her way down to the ring. ] Fecca: What’s she coming down here for? Styles: Who cares! She’s hot. Probably wants Izzy. She did say she might get a closer view. Fecca: I doubt that’s all she wants. [ She serves as only a minor distraction as Izzy is more focused on holding out her hand for the tag as the crowd is stomping there feet. Marcus is crawling to his corner, Georgia is crawling to hers. They get closer and closer�?DOUBLE TAG! The fans go wild! ] Fecca: Izzy and Seifer are in! We haven’t seen them going at it since the King of PWT Semi Finals!! [ Seifer storms in and doesn’t hesitate to go at Izzy but she ducks the first swing and instead kicks Seifer in the gut, giving him a nice slap she begins to unload but Seifer blocks her second punch and begins with some of his own, sending her into the ropes where Summer just happens to be walking by and ‘accidentally�?trips her as Isabell falls right into a face buster from Seifer. The referee points at her and she exclaims it was an accident, then walks away with a smirk on her face. ] Fecca: She tripped Izzy up! Styles: Where? She was just feeling the ring! [ Seifer goes to lift Isabell up and brings her into his corner so the double team can go in affect. Georgia is up and holds her in the turnbuckle as Seifer chops across her chest, sending “WHOOOS�?throughout the arena. He tags out and Georgia continues that assault, throwing her into the turnbuckle across from them and then running clotheslines her in as Marcus tags but receives an elbow from Georgia. Now it’s Isabell who grabs feet, but it’s GJ’s as she’s rolling out of the ring, that is enough however to give Marcus a chance to clothesline her as he enters the ring, still feeling the jaw shot. He looks down at GJ and again, isn’t going straight on the attack but rather his mind wanders outside of the ring as he points to Summer and then his head, knowing she was going to try something on Izzy to cost them the match. He shakes his head and then begins to punch Georgia as she starts to get up. Marcus goes on offensive and begins to finally make his girl happy as he takes it to GJ. No hesitating or distractions this time, but as he goes for the Meteor Shower, Georgia rolls out of the way. She crawls over and makes the tag to Seifer. He comes into the ring and Marcus begins to get up, slowly from the moonsault crash landing and he uses the ref to help him up. The second he’s up, Seifer’s sending a Blood Spiller his way, smashing into him! ] Fecca: BLOOD SPILLER! Styles: THE REF IS OUT TOO! Fecca: Marcus tried to pull the ref in front and the force and quick action knocked him out as well! [ So now Marcus is down, the referee is down, Georgia is recovering on the apron and Isabell has finally gotten back on the apron�?fer a minute </Ron White accent>. Summer Stratus doesn’t even hesitate to pull Isabell right off that apron and slamming her face into the canvas! What the referee can’t see, won’t hurt him! ] Fecca: SUMMER’S ATTACKING ISABELL!! [ In the ring Seifer’s looking on, a bit taken back but no sooner than he looks to go back to work on Marcus does he find himself falling backwards and his back slamming down onto the mat. But it doesn’t stop there because now he’s being picked up and hurled across the ring and through the ropes as he crashes down to the outside. ] Fecca: IT’S DAVID VAN DAM!!! Styles: Sum bitch! The man who will face Seifer at Final Verdict in a Lion’s Den match! [ DVD leaves the ring and goes after Seifer as the two former champions begin to brawl it up the ramp, with DVD on the offensive. Due to all this chaos, Marcus is stirring and that leaves Georgia no choice but to get in the ring and wait for him to get up so she can pounce. She’s in the ring now and ready to pounce when someone runs through the crowd and in a blurr Georgia feels someone enter the ring and as soon as she turns around�?WHACK! ] Fecca: UGLY STICK TO THE FACE! IT’S DANTE! Styles: HE’S HERE TOO! [ Dante leans down and looks at GJ, talking some trash. ] Fecca: Well he did say it wasn’t over. Styles: He buried her alive last week! Fecca: I don’t think that was enough, I think he’s going to keep at her until she puts up and does something to stop him. Styles: Yeah right, he’s a man possessed on ending her. That's one guy you don't wanna screw over. Where’s Seifer?! I thought he had her back. [ Fecca points to the ramp as we switch over to see DVD throwing Seifer back first into the steel structure of the tron, we’re back ringside. ] Styles: Nevermind, he doesn’t even have his own back right now. [ The action between the two girls have gotten into the ring as Dante has slid out of the ring. Marcus is up and sees what’s happening and attacks Summer from behind, sending her falling forward. From here, momentum shifts as now it’s a two on one assault. Not for long however as Lucky Falcon sprints past the men fighting at the top as Seifer has somehow managed to gain control and has slammed DVD onto the stage. She gets in the ring and evens up the odds as the four of them are now brawling. ] Fecca: IT’S TURNED INTO AN ALL OUT RUMBLE!! Styles: I KNOW! SUMMER ATTACKING IZZY! DVD ATTACKING SEIFER! DANTE ATTACKING GEORGIA! MARCUS AND IZZY ATTACKING SUMMER! LUCKY ATTACKING IZZY AND MARCUS! MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE!!! [ With all the chaos a swarm of referees make their way out and isn’t too long before they’re followed by security. A bunch of them focus on the top, trying to get DVD and Seifer separated. ] Fecca: Finally! But down here as well guys! Styles: I think Becca wants to make sure DVD and Seifer don’t kill each other before their blockbuster match next week! [ In the ring Georgia is coming too and she looks outside the ring and comes face to face with that fuckin�?smirk of Dante’s. She burns a hole right through him and darts out of the ring, going straight for him as he goes to swing his stick again but is taken down by security who also football tackle Georgia and take her down as well. Others, including refs have slid into the ring and are separating by force Marcus and Izzy from Summer and Lucky. SUDDENLY, an ‘alarm clock�?rings and the referee for the match wakes up. ] Styles: Well gee, look who finally decided to wake up. [ He survey’s all the chaos with a confused look on his face, scratches his head, scratches his ass, and then calls for the bell, ending this mass of confusion and just throwing it out. I mean what else is he going to do? He sees two participants being held off by refs and security in the ring trying to get at two people not even in the match being held off by refs and security. He sees one participant outside the ring being held off by security and refs as she tries to get at another person who’s not even involved in the match. Then he sees the last participant up at the top of the ramp being held off by security trying to go at another man who’s not in the match! Whew! Breather, it’s half time! And by halftime I mean time for a commercial before we get back to action. WRESTLERS DON’T NEED NO STINKIN�?HALFTIME! ] *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ The lights flicker throughout the arena as the big screen lights up with an barren field, bits of leaves and debris blow across it as the sound of heavy hooves hitting the cold ground echo. The famed Pale Rider from the book of revelations appears in the field, the horse rears back onto its hind legs. The rider carries something in his hand that hurls across the field at the camera...Inches from the camera an upside down cross crashes into the ground sticking out of it like a spear...The image fades to a montage of The Caines as "God's Gonna Cut Ya Down" plays over the PA.
Styles : Here comes the vicious vixen of the Caine Clan.
[ Out onto the stage steps Kimberly Pain with a confident smirk upon her face.
Sabrina" Making her way to the ring from Tampa Florida"
[ Crowd pops for the hometown girl even if she is crazy.
Sabrina: ...and now residing at Sulphur Springs Sanitarium she is a member of the Caine Clan and the reigning and defending PWT Femme Fatale Champion this is Kimberly Painnnnnnnnnnn"
[ Kimberly walks down the ramp to the ring with the belt slung over her shoulder.. She throws the belt into the ring and hops on the apron before sliding underneath the bottom rope seductively.. She slowly gets up and picks up her belt and slings it over her shoulder again and goes to sit upon the top turnbuckle in the far away corner..
Fecca : Kimberly Pain looks confident even though she is all alone tonight.
Styles : Yeah she does and she has reasons enough to be confident.
Sabrina : And her opponent�?
[ "In The Air Tonight" by Nonpoint plays through out the arena. No special lights flash nor anything fancy with the tron going on or off. Smoke does however rise from the top of the ramp where Rachel should be coming up in the middle of it. But to the crowd’s dismay there is no Rachel. The tron plays various fights, bloody faces and people crying. The crowd is growing restless as there is no Rachel coming out..
Fecca : Where is she ?
Styles : Hell if I know.. But it doesn’t look like she is here..
[ Camera’s cut to the back where they are making their way over to the women’s locker room to see if the diva is there.. But after a few screams.. several obscenities thrown at them by other diva’s it is quickly clear that Rachel is not in there either.. Meanwhile in the ring Kim changed positions on the top turnbuckle now leaning comfortably on the top ropes. The referee shot her a look and Kim just shrugged.. She hopped off the ropes and grabs the mic away from Sabrina�?BR>
Kim : Well.. well.. well.. Miss Rachel Simmons wanted a rematch so badly but now.. She isn’t even here..
[ The crowd boo’s and Kim smirks..
Kim : I guess I have only one word to say about her not being here to get her ass kicked�?DAMN!!!�?/FONT>
[ Kim laughs and throws the mic back to Sabrina who doesn’t catch it in time and the thud of it falling on the mat is heard. "God’s gonna cut you down" blasts throughout the arena while Kim exits the ring and heads up the ramp with a sick smile upon her face.. She makes her way to the back as the crowd boo’s for not having seen her in action yet again. | | |
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| [ With that the cameras switch backstage to Becca and Drew’s lockeroom. Drew has his bags as Becca pleads, "Baby, don’t go�? Drew, "I have to. If I stay I’m gonna end up killin that pompous sack of crap. I’ve gotta go before I break his lil restraining order and his neck." Becca, "When will you be back?" [ This question stops Drew in his tracks. Drew, "I�?I don’t know." He confesses. [ Drew turns around. For the first time since the ruined wedding his expression is soft instead of cold and homicidal. Drew, "Look�?I love you Becca, I do. But with everything that’s happened I�?I just need some time to think. I need to get away for a while, and I especially need to get away from�?From�?/FONT> (he gets disgust and contempt in his voice)�?From him. If I don’t cool down and think things through I’m gonna end up in Prison for a very long time." Becca looks at the floor as she says, "I�?I understand." [ Drew walks up to her and gently grabs her jaw, pulling her face up. He draws down and gives her a kiss. 
[ With that he turns around, grabs his bags, and heads out. Fecca, "Ya hate to see this young couple have to endure so much pain."
Styles, "Speak for yourself! It serves her right! If she had any brains she’d be tossin�?WallStreet’s salad to keep him happy! Instead she ended up with Douche Stevenson. Talk about a situation that calls for a "You Effed Up" chant." [ Becca’s expression fades from depressed to determined. Becca, "That’s it. These games are ending. It’s time to get this taken care of�?I’m finding Taylor." [ The crowd pops as we watch Becca head out the door. Fecca, "What’s that mean? I hope our chairwoman doesn’t do something she may regret�?
Styles, "Like get obliterated and get married on a whim? Too late."
Fecca sighs, "We’ll be right back."
Styles, "What? What’d I say?" **COMMERCIAL BREAK** | | |
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| [ The cameras go to the back where we see WallStreet sitting on a stool, holding an Ice pack on his neck as a beautiful young woman massages his shoulders. His mere appearance draws a loud boo from the fans. WallStreet moans, "Oh yeah�?That’s the spot." Woman, "You’re tense, you need to find a release for all that pressure." WallStreet get’s that trademark devilish smirk on his face as he says, "Don’t I know it. Maybe we outta leave here and you can help me uh�?Release some pressure." She giggles as we hear a familiar female voice say, "Aww, how cute; I guess once you’re old enough for a learner’s permit you’re old enough to joy ride on WallStreet." [ The crowd cheers recognizing Becca’s voice. The young woman seems offended as WallStreet spins around and we see Becca enter the scene. WallStreet, "Somebody feeling a little insecure as the crows feet start to form and the blonde dye doesn’t keep those stray white hairs hidden nearly as long?" Becca, "I don’t know, you’re older then I am, you tell me." WallStreet, "You’re only as old as you feel�?/FONT> (glances at the woman)�?And I’m about to be feeling on 19 all Night Long." Becca, "Infidelity�?I Think that should get me my divorce." WallStreet smirks, "What are ya talking about? This is all just rasslin�?hype. I’m just one of them fake rassler’s potrayin a gimmick. Why I’d never really cheat, I "Lurv" you baby." Becca gags slightly, "I’m sorry�?I just threw up in my mouth a little. Let’s cut the games. I want a divorce, now give it to me or I’ll take it." WallStreet’s eyes widen as he says, "Becca! (Glances at his lady massager)�?Not in front of the children!" Becca, "You think this is all fun and games?" WallStreet contemplates only briefly, "�?Well yeah." [ Becca suddenly winds back and CRACK! She bitch slaps him so hard that he instantly drops the Ice Pack and shoots up off the stool holding his neck in pain. The way that slap jarred his head didn’t help the already hurtin neck. Between the vehicular assault last week and that reverse twist of fate of Shadow’s this week, that was quite the Icing on a craptacular cake." WallStreet, "Listen here you stupid bitch! I’ll beat your ass just the same as anybody elses!" Becca, "No! You listen HERE! Give me my DIVORCE!" WallStreet, "You wanta divorce that bad?!" Becca, "Oh yeah!" WallStreet, "Fine. I’ll give you a CHANCE for a divorce." Becca, "What do you mean a "Chance"?" WallStreet, "I wanta see just how bad you want it. You wanta divorce? Then I want you to, as you told MJ Storm not too long ago, earn it. Earn it by beating a hand picked opponent at Final Verdict." Becca, "I’m not stupid Taylor. You’ll pick someone like Malice. I’m good but I’m not a God. I’m not putting myself in that position." WallStreet seems confused, "Mallice? Malice died in like 2001 while working for TNA." Becca, "I meant Mason." WallStreet, "Frank Mason? Why the Hell would I make you fight a referee?" Becca, "Mason Cane you douche. Regardless I’m not fighting some men who out weigh me by two hundred pounds for my divorce." WallStreet, "Fine. I’ll pick a woman. But if you lose�?And you WILL lose Becca�?Then live on Shockwave in front of Millions around the world, in front of thousands live, and in front of your precious Drewy-poo; You will come out here and embrace me as your husband! You’ll tell the whole world that you worship the ground my glorious feet walk upon! And then�?(WallStreet’s evil smirk comes back)�?Then you’ll prove it with a big�?Wet�?juicy kiss!" Fecca, "How appaling!"
Styles, "Oh but who had their Klenex ready when Drew was about to kiss the bride?"
Fecca, "That’s different. That was love, this is virtually rape by contract."
Styles, "Rape by contract? I thought that only happened when you were booked against Hulk Hogan." Becca looks disgusted, but as she grits her teeth she says, "Fine. If that’s what it takes to be rid of the Corporate Herpes then I’m game. Choose my opponent wisely, because whoever it is will, as your said, be a Lamb lead to slaughter." [ With that Becca walks off as WallStreet’s young female friend glares at the exiting boss lady. WallStreet, "Corporate Herpes? Don’t worry baby, if she’s got crotch itch she got it from Drew�?My last test came back clean." [ WallStreet get’s shifty eyes before he scratches his genital region and the scene fades. | | |
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| Fecca- Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. I have to say I’m excited for this next match! Styles- Although I’m dying to know why they have two jobbers like these as a pre-main event! My best guess would be that they’re trying to show the crowd a bad match to make the main event look awesome. Fecca- Don’t sell these two competitors short, Eddie. Xavier Homicide beat an unofficial, but recognized PWT Heavyweight champion last week! Styles- It’s not like he did it alone or anything! If Summer hadn’t gotten involved�?/FONT> Fecca- She got involved to stop Isabell Winters! Styles- What’s wrong with Izzy being by the ring to support her man? [ Before Fecca could respond, the lights in the arena start to flicker on and off for a few seconds and then "Grew Up a Screw Up" plays throughout the P.A. system. 10 seconds into the song Xavier walks out onto the stage with a serious look on his face. He stands still for a moment and looks around the arena. After he scans the arena he holds his fist in the air then walks down the ramp. Sabrina- Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for ONE FAALLL!! Making his way to the ring, from Miami, Florida weighing in at 246 lbs, he is "The Gambler", XAVVVVVVIIEERRRRRR HOOOMICIIIIIDDE!! [ He jumps on the ring apron and steps in the ring between the top and middle rope. He takes off his necklace and watch and hands it to the timekeeper. He then takes off his shirt and throws it to the fans as he warms up for the match. The sound of a bullet rings through the arena, as the "Welcome To The Jungle" By Gun N Roses blares over the p.a. system and BTJ comes out from the back. Sabrina- And the opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 215 lbs, BRIAAAAN, Teee, JEEEEFFERSOOOON!! Fecca- Xavier easily has the size advantage, and we know that he’s more than capable in the ring, but I’m interested to see what Brian can bring to the table! Styles- Don’t you know anything about mob bosses, Bob? He brings fish to the table! Fecca- …Haha. [ The bell rings and the two stare down each other in defensive stances, almost like they’re waiting for the other one to make a move first. They both make their first step at the same time, but Brian hesitates while Xavier throws a huge straight punch, catching Brian on the nose and knocking his head back. Fecca- Oh! What a shot! [ Brian hits the ground like a sack of potatoes while Xavier shakes the pain off his hand. Styles- I think he just broke his nose!! First move of the match and Brian's already injured!!! Fecca- You can't leave yourself exposed like that, but I don't think Brian was expecting that! [ Brian wipes off blood that is streaming from his nose just before Xavier mounts him and starts power swinging at BTJ's face. Brian does his best to defend himself, but it's not until the referee gets involved that Xavier finally lets up. Xavier's a little more than displeased with the referee and yells at him a bit, then goes back to Brian to continue to work on him. Brian explodes right before Xavier gets to him and sweeps him up in a cradle pin. 1!.. 2!.. [ Xavier flails to get out of the pinning combination with a look of bewilderment on his face. Fecca- A quick two count! Brian Jefferson showing he has some fight in him! Styles- Yeah... "Look at me! I can get knocked out with one punch!" Fecca- We knew that about you already, Eddie. [ Xavier charges Brian, who catches him off gaurd with a drop toe hold. Brian quickly applies an STF choke hold, but they weren't that far from the ropes and it doesn't take long for Xavier to get to them. The referee makes Brian break the hold, which Brian does without any complaint. Brian stalks Xavier, waiting for him to get up. As soon as Xavier turns around, Brian tries to kick him in the gut, but Xavier catches it. Brian hobbles a bit, but eventually hurls his other foot to the side of Xavier's head. Homicide goes down to his knees before flattening out. Brian quickly grabs one of Xavier's feet, looking to apply another submission, but Xavier rolls through launching Brian over him. They both get up at the same time, but Brian goes for another super kick to the gut and Xavier catches it again. Brian hobbles a bit again, but instead of getting the enziguri, Xavier powers forward and pushes Brian into the ropes. On the rebound Xavier hammers a picture perfect over-the-head belly to belly suplex. Xavier sprints toward the ropes nearest to where Brian got tossed. Brian gets up rather quickly, but Xavier was counting on that and springs off the ropes hitting Brian with a clothesline. Fecca- This match is going back and forth now, neither man able to get a firm upper hand... Styles- What do you expect when you put two jobbers together? [ Xavier hops up and raises his fist into the air. He gets a nice little pop from the crowd then squats/bends over, waiting for Brian to get up. Brian takes his time getting up, but when he does Xavier grabs his lefts arm and attempts a short arm clothesline, but Brian ducks under it and sweeps being Xavier. Brian hooks up behind Xavier and tosses Xavier in the air with a belly to back suplex, but Xavier held onto one of Brian's arms, and manages to land on his feet then use the momentum to arm drag Brian. Fecca- Way to stay heads up by the up and coming Xavier Homicide! What an impressive counter! Styles- Yeah? Well... uh... <insert disdain here>!! [ Xavier picks up Brian from off the ground and lifts him into the air. Fecca- Here it comes!! [ He holds him up in the air, and holds him, and holds him... Styles- Waaait for it... [ ...and holds him, and holds him... Styles- Waaaaaaaait for iit!.. [ ...then BAM!! Styles- THERE it is!! Fecca- A version of the hanging fisherman's buster, or "The Jackpot" as Xavier likes to call it, executed to perfection! Styles- Pleeeease... my grandmother could do better than that! Fecca- You must have one hardcore grandmother! Styles- You better believe it! [ Xavier covers for the... 1!.. 2!.. 3!!! [ "Grew Up a Screw Up" by Ludacris hits the p.a system as the referee holds up Xavier's hand in victory. Sabrina- Here is your winner, XXAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVIEEEEEEEERRRRRRR HOOOOOOOOOMICIIIIIIIIIIIDE!!! [ Xavier grabs the mic and waits for the music to cut. Xavier- Well hello there #3!! [ Crowd pops a bit. Xavier- Mark it down, ladies and gentlemen! My third... straight... victory. Now you all see! You see that no wannabe "Mob Boss" can beat Xavier Homicide! I am on the rise! You all better watch out, because I am tough! I am mean!! I am... Triple... [ "T.N.T" by AC/DC hits the p.a system as the crowd erupts. Cheers? Boos? Who cares? It's loud. Marcus Johnson comes out from the back with little to no wait. Fecca- Marcus Johnson? What's he doing out here? I thought he'd be done for the night considering what happened earlier tonight. [ After waiting a little bit, Marcus raises a mic to his lips. Mark- I have to admit, I was surprised from what I got from you, Xabe. [ Xavier doesn't really know how to react, so he just listens. Mark- Up to this very point in my career, I have only really been defeated by one man! [ Marcus holds up his finger, then points at Xavier. Mark- You. [ The crowd buzzes, Xavier still doesn't know what to think. Styles- *doesn't either* Mark- So what if I "technically" lost due a series of unfortunate events? The fact that you got me 1-2-3 isn't what matters. The true battle happens before the match, and you, Xavier Homicide, are the only man in PWT history to conquer... the Marcus Johnson attack. I didn't attack you physically, I attacked you mentally, and at first I thought you'd be just another statistic... but you turned out to be something I thought didn't exist anymore! You listened to my words, and you knew that what I was saying was true. You put your ego to the side, and stuck to the cold hard truth. You basically said, "It's true! It's all true! You are more experienced that I am, the win that I had was spoon fed, verbal threats are pointless..." [ Marcus pauses. Mark- And by cutting the bull sh*t... you became the first man to truly... defeat Marcus Johnson. No other man, or woman, in my experience, has ever been big enough to do what you did, and because you did, you were the one that came out with a well deserved victory. [ Another pause. Mark- So you can imagine my dissappointment when I discovered that you decided to go in the opposite direction this week. You had a sudden and dramatic change before our match, Xabe, and after it was all said and done, you went back to being just like everybody else! You hit a stride, then went back to the, and I quote, "at the end of the day no matter how much talent he has...its not going to be enough to defeat me," ideal. [ Marcus shakes his head. Mark- Was your match against me the pinnacle of your being? Come on, now, Xabe... don't be another Bobby Johnson. [ Marcus lowers the mic and smirks as "T.N.T" by AC/DC hits the p.a system again and he walks to the back while the scene fades to commerical. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | | |
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| [ Shockwave returns from its final commercial break of the evening with the crowd still jacked up from the Xavier Homocide/Brian Jefferson match.
B.F." Its time for the main event of the night folks and this match is carrying alot of baggage. If you failed to tune in last week then shame on you because you missed a helluva show, but on that show everything finally became clear. All of the week's of Christian Micheals odd behavior was finally explained after one confrontation with NovaCaine..Lets take a look now"
[ Footage from last week plays showing the face to face confrontation between Nova and Cm where Nova finally let it slip that he had Cm's family and that Cm had simply been a puppet for The Caines amusement. We see the shot heard around the wrestling world when Cm put his boot in Nova's face and proceeded to beat him down. The footage shows the masked Caine showing up and taking out Cm with the pipe and then Nova's attempt to cripple Cm before the unlikely hero Whysper saved the day.
B.F." Things only got worse for Cm after nearly being crippled though as the masked man finally revealed himself"
[ The footage continues to roll and the air is heard escaping the audience in one big gasp when The Protege of Nova removed the mask and revealed himself to be none other than Cm's little brother Javen.
B.F" That folks was enough to put any man over the edge and Cm asked for a match against the Caines this week. Becca refused to allow Cm to go it alone and told him to get a partner. A partner that we don't even know if he has found though he had several offers.And CM claimed earlier tonight to not be bring a partner...."
ES" Several offers? He could have picked dog boy who is about to be a victim to the corporate juggernaut or Matlock...Thats like picking between getting kicked in the nuts or slamming your wang in a cardoor...Neither one is all that good and they both are going to get you hurt."
BF" I think both Shadow and Matlock would have been great choices to be partners, but Cm seems hellbent on going this alone. However the Caines threw him another curve ball when Nova made it known that it wouldn't be him in this match but instead his six foot eight walking condominium brother Malice and the backstabber Javen"
E.S" Javen didn't stab anyone in the back, he just wised up and decided to finally emerge from Cm's shadow and take his rightful place in the limelight"
B.F" Well to say the least Becca wasn't happy with this matter "
ES" Becca isn't happy about alot of things these days"
B.F" Anyway she has ruled that Nova is banned from ringside during this match "
E.S" WHAT!! She can't do that. Nova is the heart and soul of the Clan"
B.F" Well the heart and soul better get himself a seat backstage because he isn't allowed out here...Lets go up to Sabrina for this heated main event"
Sabrina" Ladies and Gentlemen this is the main event of the evening"
[ Crowd pops
" Its scheduled for one fall with a forty five minute time limit and will be contested under tag team rules"
[ The lights flicker and then fade as the organ music begins and the big screen lights up with the upside down cross of the Caine Clan...Pyro ignites on either side of the entrance ramp as the fans instantly go from cheering to booing..On the screen blood begins to run down over the cross and the organ music cuts out for "Gods gonna cut you down" by Cash.
Sabrina" First to the ring at a combined weight of six hundred and five pounds...Hailing from the Caine Compound right down the road from Parts Unknown and being accompanied by their spiritual advisor Father Josiah...This is Malice and Javen..They are the Caine Clannnnnnnnnnnn!!"
[ Josiah leads the way through the curtain followed by Javen and Malice bringing up the rear. The fans that had once supported the consumate underdog Javen now are cursing his name and wanting his blood..Javen has that cocky smile on his face much like the leader of the Clan often does as he strolls towards the ring..
B.F" I never thought I would see the day that Javen would be walking out to this ring with The Caines. He was the only man to step up and fight this family when they went after Becca. For christsake they hung this man above the ring and now he is one of them...This just makes me sick"
ES"He had a near death experience Bobsie and that helped him see the light. "
BF" I doubt that"
ES" Well I could hit you with my car after the show and we could see"
[ The Caines enter the ring under the rain of trash from the crowd and stand in the far corner their eyes locked on the stage awaiting the arrival of the Champ.
Sabrina" An their opponents...First from Memphis, Tennessee he is the reigning and defending Heavyweight Champion of the Worldddddd.."
[ A video starts on the tron as we hear "Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor start to play. This video comprised of images depicting Christian Michaels in PWT & ICWA action,.....Fans are cheering like hell, the lights coming back on to reveal their hero with his back to them....His arms are outstretched in Jericho-fashion...CM spins round and makes his way down the aisle slapping as many hands as he can on the way.
Sabrina" This is Christiannnnnnnnnn Michealsssssss"
.[ Many fans shout well wishes as he moves up the steps.....Michaels steps into the ring and calls for those cheers ....The music fading away as Cm suddenly races across the ring right at Javen. Sabrina scurries for safety as well as Josiah diving to the floor to get out of harms way. Cm makes it within just a few feet of Javen when he is clubbed to the mat by the much bigger Malice...Malice and Javen start to stomp on Cm as the ref Frank Mason calls for the bell and tries to get just one man in the ring.
BF" It would appear Cm is going it alone and he could be in serious trouble"
ES" I got one word for you...Deathwish"
BF" I think thats two..."
[ In the ring the ref is finally able to get Javen out of the ring and Malice takes over the beating..He pulls Cm to his feet and fires him into the ropes ducking his head and looking for the back body drop...Cm leapfrogs over Malice and races towards the corner blasting Javen in the head and knocking his brother to the floor, he goes to step through the ropes and gets crushed in the corner under Malice's near four hundred pounds of girth. Malice throws CM out into the middle of the ring and hits the ropes getting some momentum as he drops the leg across Cm's throat. Malice picks Cm up and shows off the impressive strength as he military presses him over his head looking to slam him to the mat. Cm is a cagey veteran though and rakes the eyes of Malice able to slip down his back in the moment of blindness and drive his shoulder into the big man's knee buckling Malice down to one knee.
BF" Cm is a gamer and he will not give up. Look at him chop that big man down to size"
ES" Here you go with your cheerleading again. Don't you have any respect?"
BF" After what these Caines have done to Cm, I would cheer for him no matter what"
ES" Lame"
[ In the ring Cm hits the ropes planting a textbook dropkick to Malice's back and knocking the big man flat on his stomach. The crowd is going wild now chanting Cm's name as he is fighting this battle all alone and winning at the moment. Cm springs up to the top rope as Malice slowly crawls back to his feet. Cm waits sizing up the big fellow and the moment Malice turns in his direction he leaps looking for the cross body...Malice catches Cm in mid-air and powerslams him to the mat with a heavy thud...While Josiah and Javen cheer the rest of the building appears to be booing. Javen extends his hand wanting the tag now...
BF" Oh sure now he wants in the ring"
ES" He was just waiting his turn. Its called being polite something you should learn about"
[ Malice tags in Javen who goes to work on his brother with a series of kicks. He whips Cm into the ropes taking him down with a drop toe hold and hitting the far ropes nailing a nice flipping senton onto Cm's back. He rolls Cm over going for the quick fall. One...Two..Th... [ Cm kicks out with authority and Javen slams his hand onto the mat in frustration. He picks Cm up and looks for the snap suplex, but Cm blocks it by hooking his leg around Javen's. Javen fires a couple shots to Cm's ribs and tries again but again the Champ blocks it. Cm spins Javen and quickly takes him over with the snap suplex getting the crowd going again. Cm is starting to show the signs of going this match alone and slowly works to get back up, but Javen is still relatively fresh and pops back up first. He tries to hook Cm's head for what appears to be a ddt ,but Cm hooks him around the waist and takes him over quickly with the Northern Lights Suplex and bridges up...The ref moves in for the pinfall One...Two..Thre... [ Malice slams a boot down into Cm's gut breaking the pinfall..The ref ushers Malice back out of the ring which gives Javen time to go into his tights...He pulls out a pair of knuckle dusters aka brass knucks and pounds Cm in the head with them rapidly until the ref starts to turn then he slips them into the cuff of his boot.
BF" Damnit...Javen is cheating"
ES" I see Nova has taught him well and remember it isn't cheating until you get caught"
[ As Javen pulls Cm to his feet you can see the heavy welp under his left eye spilling blood courtesy of Javen's brass knucks...Javen snapmares Cm over and dropkicks him to the spine..He looks to Malice who on cue tries to get into the ring distracting the ref and giving Javen time again to blast Cm in the skull with the knucks. Javen screams at the ref to turn around as he goes for the pinfall. One...Two..T [ Cm by some miracle gets the shoulder up. Javen gets up shaking his head but still flashing that confident grin as he struts around his brother screaming at him about being useless and leaving him behind for a loser. Javen picks Cm up looking to put away his brother with perhaps the Javen Effect when Cm uses all he has left in him to drive Javen back into the turnbuckle burying his shoulder in Javen's gut. Malice tries to come in again distracting the ref and Javen rakes at Cm's eyes before the Champ can go on the offensive. Javen goes into his boot again for the knucks and sizes up Cm.
BF" Turn around ref!!"
ES" Like a well oiled machine...I can see this team reaching great heights around here."
[ Javen swings with the haymaker shot and somehow Cm blocks it jabbing a couple stiff lefts into Javen's face and grabbing the knucks from his little brother...The crowd pops for Cm
BF"YESSSSSSSSSS...DO IT!!"
ES" Turn around ref..This is cheating"
[ Cm winds up and blasts Javen with the knucks dropping his brother like a baby in a bathtub. He tosses the knucks to the floor and starts to hammer on Javen..Malice shoves by the ref and charges at Cm. Cm times it perfectly and leaps up onto the second rope springboarding off with a back elbow right into Malice's chest, he stumbles the big man nearly taking him down and starts to hammer on him aswell
BF"Christian Micheals is not only fighting for his life ,but he is fighting for the life of his family...He refuses to quit"
ES" Every tank eventually runs out of gas Bobsie.."
[ Cm pushes Malice back into the corner even as the ref tries in vain to restore some order...Josiah leaps up on the apron swinging his cane at Cm, the champ ducks the cane shot and plays a game of Tennessee Tag right off of his head knocking the old reverend to the floor.
BF" The ref has lost all control of this match. "
ES" Then he just needs to stay the hell out of the way"
[ Cm climbs Malice in the corner going for the ten shot fisty dance on Malice's big ole head...The crowd starts counting along with Cm.. One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Six...Seven.. | | |
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| [ Javen drives a forearm into his brothers back hooking him around the waist and climbing to the middle rope himself. He takes Cm back with a thunderous german suplex. The ref tries again to get Malice out of the ring but again is shoved to the side.
BF" The ref needs to disqualify these two, they have thrown the rule book out the window"
ES" I think he knows if he DQ's them they will throw him out a window"
[ Malice and Javen put the boots to a lifeless Cm...Malice pulls Cm up and throws him into the ropes catching him with the cycle of despair...Malice looks for the pinfall but Javen stops him screaming for him to pick his brother up. Malice picks Cm up and holds him while Javen smacks him in the face and gives him a verbal lashing about how much he sucks as a brother. The crowd that had been booing suddenly pops big time as a shadow races through the curtain at the top of the stage and runs down towards the ring. No I am not talking about the dog lover, I mean an actual blur of shadow...That shadow turns out to be Whysper as he hits the ring still dressed in his street clothes with his luggage in hand..Apparently the silent warrior had missed his flight but he is here now...Whysper throws down his bags and propels himself at Malice hitting him and causing him to release Cm. Whysper and Malice go toe to toe with the little man swinging with all he has...Javen tries to cut him off ,but somehow Cm is back up and cuts off Javen instead with a barrage of his own at the little brother.
BF" WHYSPER!! WHYSPER!!...The Silent one is once again making the save"
ES" Whoopity Doo Dah..Give him a cape the big hero"
[ Whysper forces Malice back against the ropes and steps back clotheslining the big man over the ropes and to the floor..Malice lands on his feet though and is instantly trying to climb back into the ring..Whysper hits the far ropes and flies over the top rope onto Malice with a suicide plancha...
BF" All hell is breaking loose out here..This ref has lost complete control"
ES" Which is nothing new for the deadbeats Becca hires"
[ In the ring Cm fires his brother into the ropes and takes him hard to the mat with an inverted spinebuster. The ref has dropped out to the floor trying to separate Whysper and Malice and get some kind of order back while Cm handles his little bro...Cm sizes up Javen looking to nail him with the superkick or as he calls it the You just got whapped.
BF" I don't believe it..Cm is looking for the victory in what has been nothing but a handicapped match"
ES"Javennnnnnn moveeeee!!"
BF" Now who is cheerleading?"
ES" Bite me "
[ Cm waits for Javen to rise as the camera moves in close seeing the sweat dripping from Cm's brow, You can see the pain in his eyes, but the intensity burning in his eyes is much brighter. He wants to put his boot right down his backstabbing brother's throat. The camera man perhaps gets a little to close as he bumps Cm with the front of the lens slightly. Cm looks towards the camera man and shoves him back along the apron turning his attention back to his brother...Javen starts to stir, he slowly rises to his feet, Cm's foot is cocked, locked and ready to knock someone out...Seconds, nano-seconds away from the kick..Javen turns and WHAMO!!
BF" WHAT THE HELL!!"
ES" AHAHAHA"
[ Cm goes down like a ton of bricks when the camera slams into the side of his head. The camera man had gotten a good run right along the apron and planted the camera right against Cm's skull with all he had...Pieces of the camera fly all over the ring and floor around the ring..Even a few pieces launching themselves into the crowd. The camera guy drops to the floor racing around the ring to where Malice and Whysper are still battling.
BF" What the hell is the camera jockey thinking? This buffoon just hit the champion in the head."
ES" Cm started it"
BS" He did not!! This guy can't do his job right and gets to close to the action and when he gets moved back he takes it upon himself to hit Cm in the head with the camera..He could have just given the champion a concussion with that damn camera"
[ In the ring Javen kicks as many pieces of the camera from the ring as he can and then struggles to get an unconcious Cm to his feet. He holds him up and gives the crowd the one finger salute then nails Cm with the Javen Effect.
BF" Damnit!!...What the hell is going on here?"
ES" What is happening is Cm just ate a big mouthful of canvas"
[ The camera man grabs referee Frank Mason turning him towards the ring just as Javen makes the cover...Mason rolls in to make the count with the fans screaming bloody murder for him to stop. The camera jockey then turns seeing that Whysper is getting the upper hand slightly with his quickness over Malice, he dips down and low blows the speedy one...Whysper doubles over and Malice hooks him swinging him around and powerbombing him onto the floor. Whysper's skull makes a sickening thud as it makes contact with the floor.
BF" Someone get out here and take this camera jockey into custody , he has no right to be doing this"
ES"I think Taco Bell called him something"
BF" He did not"
ES" Sure he did..I speak spanish and he called him something"
BF" You barely speak english"
[ In the ring Mason makes the count even though its kind of pointless now. One.... BF" Not like this damnit" Two ES" Your hero isn't kicking out this time" Three [ Mason calls for the bell even though its drown out by the boos of a very unhappy audience..Javen quickly rolls to the floor helping Malice throw Whysper onto the Swahili announce table scattering the Swahili announce crew of OOOmmFoo-Foo and Leo Lionbait.
Sabrina" Here is your winners....Javen and Malice...THE CAINE CLAN!!" | | |
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| [ Sabrina wasn't stupid enough to enter the ring and ran for cover when the Swahili's got attacked aswell. The camera man rolls back into the ring and nails Frank Mason with a hard left hook, before he scoops up the ref
BF" What the hell is this guy thinking? I am just amazed that noone is trying to stop him. He isn't a wrestler, he will be fired for this if not arrested aswell"
[ The camera man lifts the ref onto his shoulders and drives him into the mat with the C.O.D..
BF" Wait a minute"
ES" Ahahahaha"
[ The camera man pops to his feet an pulls off the wig and then peels away the latex mask he was wearing to reveal that he isn't an gray haired old man ,but instead none other than NovaCaine...The crowd was already incensed by what had happened, but this just sets them off even more..Causing security to have to fight to keep some fans from leaping the railing and attacking Nova.
BF" That son of a bitch. He just cost Cm this match"
ES" Brilliant!!"
BF" He was out here the whole time just waiting for his chance"
ES" Brilliant!!"
BF" There is no end to how devious this man and this family is"
ES" Brill..."
BF" If you say Brilliant one more time I am going to shove my fist in your mouth and rattle it around"
ES"......."
[ Nova steps on Cm's chest as he walks across the ring to where Malice is holding Whysper on the African's announce table..He yells to Javen asking for a mic and the younger McMillion jerks the mic away from Sabrina bringing it to Nova and standing on the ring apron looking on at his lifeless brother in disdain. Nova returns to Cm kneeling down next to him
" Damn Hillbilly, we really need to quit meeting this way...Everytime I come around now I seem to always find myself standing over you after I have just kicked your ass. I told you Chrissy that this game was going to get real serious now and when you wake up and those tweety birds circling your head clear out.. I think you will see what I mean."
Nova pats Cm on the cheek laughing" I can't believe you folks cheer for this guy...F*cking Pathetic...However you can all do me a big favor and tell this chump when he wakes up that I have added a little fun to our match at Final Verdict...See Chrissy might be the Chump..Umm Champ around here, but Becca doesn't really want to have to deal with me right now with all the other stuff she has been dealing with so she was very obliging with my little request.."
Nova lifts Cm's head up by his hair looking him face to face" At Final Verdict we are going to have ourselves a double ladder match Chrissy..At the top of your ladder will be a small case with a key in it and of course at the top of mine will be the Heavyweight Championship...WHEN I win the title you will get put out to pasture for good,but just to spice up our little game. If you happen to get to the key it will open the cage sitting at ringside during our match and in this cage will be your family..."
Nova lays flat on his belly know whispering into mic and Cm's ear" It could all be over Chrissy..You could get your family back at the Pay Per View or you could lose the last shred of your former life you got left...There is just one catch to it all Chrissy, if you lose....Well then I get to KEEP your family, Angel has gotten fond of them and I kind of owe here a few presents.....You enjoy your nap, I will be seeing you real soon"
Nova looks toward Javen" Do it"
[ Javen leaps up onto the top rope and spins towards the outside...
BF" Dear god he wouldn't"
ES" Oh yes he would"
[ Javen leaps from the top rope and dives onto Whysper with an insane Swanton Bomb sending both men crashing through the table...Nova gets up from the mat stepping on Cm again as he walks to the side of the ring looking down at Whysper...Malice pulls Javen from the heap of lumber that use to be a table and slings him over his shoulder...He stops at the end of the ring picking up Josiah aswell before heading towards the back..Nova looks down at Whysper.
" Mi Amigo..You shouldn't have interfered in Clan business and being a hero in this business will make your career very short lived...Now you are added to the list and you can trust me when I say...Before I am through you will regret ever crossing a Caine..."
Nova looks around at the crowd" We may not have protection orders like M.J. Street..Errm Wally and we sure the hell aren't sucking up the television time like the corporate crotch critter is,but you can bet come this Sunday...Everyone and I do mean EVERYONE....Will know the name Caine...Thats the Gospel...PRAISE CAINE!!"
[ Nova throws down the mic and exits the ring as " God is gonna cut you down" plays again.
BF" My god what a night Nova and Cm in a double ladder match this Sunday at Final Verdict with The Heavyweight title and Cm's family hanging in the balance...Plus WallStreet finally back in the ring against the returning Shadow..."
ES" Lets not forget Seifer and David Van Dam in an epic battle, plus so much more"
BF" Contact your local Pay Per View Provider now folks...You do not want to miss any of the action when Pro Wrestling Today presents FINAL VERDICT!!"
[ A package rolls hyping the pay per view..
BF" We will see you next week folks..For Eddie Styles..I'm Bob Fecca and we will see you at ringside.."
[ The final shot is of Cm in the ring getting attended to as Whysper is helped from the table heap on the floor. | | |
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