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| Main Event
msn/W2K Championship Match
ONE FALL - HELL IN THE CELL | | msn;W2K Champion
PowerTrip
vs
Ace Hart
You can be sure his attack on Trip isn't going to go unpunished, just liek Trip's attack on Ace Hart won't fly, either! CM can wreck Trip's records, and Ace Hart can dismantle you in a heartbeat. Trip is constant if anything, and he's a darned good champion. But, MSn knows that you can't keep two men like these in the ring. That's why this is now a Hell in the Cell. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Four
Main Event of Cyberslam on the line!!!
ONE FALL - LAST MAN STANDING | | JT Kash vs Matty Legend
WRM forfieted his rematch clause to Matty when he left the company. But JT Kash is still #1 contender. Only one way to settle this.... good, old fashioned match. But, not just any match... to have a definate, clear cut winner MSN has specially ordered none other than a Last Man Standing... and that man shall win a spot in the main event championship match at Cyberslam. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Three
United States Championship Match
ONE FALL | | United States Champion
Ryan Cain
vs
The Mystery legend
If Cain can pass Blaze yesterday, this will be a title match. At first we swore it was CM, and now fingers point to the recently departed WRM... but who can it be and when can we find out? Watch as these two light up the ring! | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Two
Championess Title Match
2 OUT OF 3 FALLS | | W2K Championess
Isabella Taylor
vs
Alia Star
Alia beat out three other women to get this shot. And Izzy is Goddess of Wrestling 2005; interesting to say the least. Just to make sure there's no fluke victory, MSn has given each woman two chances to win the match! | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match One
Reckless Title Match
ONE FALL - Ladder Match | | Devon Storm
vs
Shawn Xavier
Yeah, this one is going to be awesome.... witht he history surrounding these two it can only mean one thing: Bloodshed. | | -------------------------------------------- | | |
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[The scene goes to the hallway where the MSN World Champion Powertrip is seen walking. Someone taps him on the shoulder and it's none other then Loco.
Loco:Que ondas' esse'?
Trip:Listen you little immigrant get out my face before I..
[Just then Rayo comes in and wham! Knocks Trip down with a chair shot to the back!Loco and Rayo begin stomping on Powertrip. Rayo continues hitting him with the chair! Trip is beaten badly at the hands of Tha Diabloz.
Rayo:Experince that puto!
Loco:Haha what a great talking to we had with Trip.
[Just then MSN secruity comes running down the hallway.
Msn officer:What happened?
[Rayo and Loco just look at each other.
Loco:He's taking a nap?
[The MSN officers just look at each other then back at Tha Diabloz.
Rayo: Run esse'!
[Tha Diabloz take off running as MSN secruity chases after them. |
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[Open scene in a well lit hallway filled with back stage workers and trainers and the like. Isabella Taylor and Ryan Cain are shown walking side by side down the hallway talking. Ryan: I can not wait until I get my hands on that masked focker! Tonight, I will rip that stupid thing off his stupid face and find out who that dood really is. Once and for all, this ends, and I *will* get her back. Izzy: There's no doubt in my mind that you will, Ryan. Ryan: For weeks this guy has been messing with me, and I let him manipulate me every time. Thinking there was a hope that his words were true. Living on the thought that maybe some strange masked avenger actually did come back from the past to save W2K, but I was wrong. Izzy: Don't beat yourself up for being the nice guy. Ryan: Nice guys finish last remember. Izzy: Not always.. [She gives him a little wink before they both stop walking surrounded by fans everywhere. A consession stand off to the side. We see a skinny man in a black W2K shirt selling merchandise, the most popular item going faster than anything is the replica white and black "Mystery Legend" mask. There's another man behind the boot with his back turned to everyone. Ryan: Izzy I just want to tell you...Thanks for being there for me. You're a good friend. Izzy: Cut all the mushy stuff out, we got to get ready and beat people up. [She gives him that Taylor smile before Ryan throws his arm around her and the two start walking off again. Izzy: Stick with me, kid and you'll do just fine. Ryan: HA! [The camera turns back to the consession stand where the man with his back to the camera finally turns around holding a Ryan Cain T-Shirt in his hands...and a white mask over his face. Scene cuts back to the ring. |
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[The shot opens in the parking lot where Black Widow is seen laying on the ground holding her thigh in pain. Widow: Oh f***�?mother****! [She tries to come to her feet but falls right back down to her side. She tries coming back to her feet but suddenly she hears some footsteps coming her way. We can see a pair of boots standing next to her face�?she looks up the black jeans as the camera too panels up. Widow: We’re suppose to have our match tonight. [Dominic gives her a grin and simply crosses his arms. He shakes his head slightly�? Dominic: THIS? You pull this? Yet another excuse? Now you’re hurt. Do you want sympathy? Why do you insist? You cant face me with a bad leg Rose. Oh my. Excuses�?excuses�?excuses. [The arena is heard booing as this man mocks one of their favorite superstars. Dominic hears this from the distance and just smirks. Dominic: Listen to those animals. They want blood? [Fans can be heard cheering�? Dominic: They want ring torment? [The arena begins to rattle�? Dominic: They shall get none! [This time the arena still rattles, but with boos. Dominic: I call the shots. Not you. You didn’t beat Terri�?you won by a pathetic DQ. You do not have the ability to beat anyone right now. Much less a legendary star like her. Widow: I *WOULD* of won on my own!! Dominic: Sure. I been watching this place for as long as you’ve been here Rose. I want you to understand something. My rules. You broke the deadline and it will stay broken. [Dominic pulls a contract which he was holding on his back…he rips it. Widow: No!! That’s our match�? Dominic: You will marry me. My dear future wife. Widow: We had an agreement. MSN keeps getting in the way�? Dominic: Excuses�?just like I should believe the fact that you’re hurting right now? Widow: I got attacked!!! Dominic: Sure you did. [Dominic kicks Black Widow a swift kick in the ribs. Her whole body turns as she then falls on her back. Widow coughs as she tries to catch a breath of air. Dominic: No match. Just stop it Rose. Stop all this before more people get in involved and hurt. [Black Widow reaches her hand out towards Dominic. Widow: Please Dominic. I thought�? [Dominic disappears into the darkness as she brings her forehead to the concrete. Widow: Const�? [She cant finish her own daughters name as she bangs her head on the concrete just slightly. She hears a noise on the other side. Her own instinct lets her know that its her attacker. Widow lifts her head up and turns in the direction of the noise, her eyes grow wide. Widow: You? You did this?!?!? [The scene cuts back to ring side. |
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[The Camera’s make their way to the ring area. We see the Reckless Title belt hanging from a rope above the ring, the atmosphere is definitely building, as well as the tension as an important PPV is about to take place. We already have the Cell hanging even further above the Reckless title belt, the Cell that’ll be used fro the Main Event. Our announcer is in the ring, as the first match of the night is about to commence…] Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Following Match is a LADDER MATCH! And is for the W2K�?RECKLESS CHAMPIONSHIP! [Just then, "Better than You" by Metallica Hits the PA system. The lights dim, and blue and white strobe lights begin to flicker all around the arena. Smoke fills the stage, and a blacklight engulfs the entrance area with an off colored glow. Devon Storm steps into the light, causing the smoke on the ground and everything he is wearing to glow. He comes out onto the stage and looks around the arena, dances to the beat of his music, then runs down the ramp and slides into the ring.] Announcer: FIRST, from Dallas �?Texas. Weighing 219lbs�?THE NEVER ENDING HIGHLIGHT REEL, DEVONNN STOORRRMMM!!! [He immediately heads over to the nearest turnbuckle and raises both fists in the air, then goes to the opposite turnbuckle and does the same. As soon as he hops down from the turnbuckle, the Arena Goes Some What Dim Then ‘Slither�?by Velvet Revolver hits the PA system and Gold Pyro Goes Off, Red And Gold Light's Come On Out Walk's Shawn Xavier] Announcer: And his Opponent, from Pheonix Arizona. Weighing 215lbs�?SHAWWWN�?XAVIERRR!!!
[Stretching His Arm's Out Into The Air And Lean's A Little Back He Continues Walking And Playing To The Fan's Especially The Ladies As He Point's At Them And Does A Hand Gesture Saying To Call Him, He Continues Walking To The Ring And Slide's In And Get's Up And Raise's His Arm's Once Again And More Red And Gold Pyro Goes Off Behind Him. Shawn looks across the ring at Devon, the tension suddenly reaches a peak as these two former tag partners stare eachother down from across the ring…]
Joey: It doesn’t get much more tense than this, Trunks Trunks: I hate to admit it, but these guys may actually pull of a good match Joey:�?Don’t they always? Trunks: Well kinda, but not at the same calibre of say�?Trip’s matches. Joey: Well it’s a Ladder match Trunks. 9 times outta 10, that means an excitement match-up *Ding Ding* [Shawn immediately slides out the ring, standing on the outside looking at Devon who hasn’t moved to much, staying cautious. Shawn then turns round, looking at the crowd, holding out his arms, some of the ladies near him scream�?Suddenly there’s a uproar as Devon flies over the top rope, and lands on the back of Shawn’s head forcing it into the barricade in a Bulldog like move] Joey: HOLY S*IT! He could’ve broken his nose right there!!! [Devon grabs his knee, as it hit the barricade awkwardly. Shawn’s laying flat out on his stomach now, blood dripping from his nose already in this match. Devon gets to his feet, using the barricade for a little support. Devon picks Shawn up, he’s appearing to be totally out of it right now. Devon gets Shawn in a suplex position, and hits a standard vertical suplex on the outside. He keeps hold of Shawn, lifting him up for another suplex, but Shawn struggles his way back down, slamming Devon’s head to the mat for a DDT!] Trunk: Ouch [Both men are layed out. Shawn’s nose is still dripping with blood. Devon’s hands are clutching the top of his skull, as it writhes with pain after that DDT. Shawn rolls away a little, he’s a foot away from the apron, Shawn gets on his stomach and crawls towards the apron, lifting up the sheet. Shawn gets onto his knee’s, appearing a little more ‘alive�?now. Shawn pulls out a Ladder, to the joy of the crowd. Shawn gets it fully out, and slides it along the floor of the outside, and then looks back under the apron. Shawn starts to pull out a Table!] Joey: Hey! This ain’t a TLC match, damnit! [The fans cheer once more at the arrival of a Table. Devon starts to crawl away from Shawn, on his hands and knees. Shawn slides the Table as quickly as he can into the ring. And then walks round the outside of the ring in search of Devon. Shawn finds Devon, and lands an elbow on the back of his neck. Shawn gets up right away, wiping away some blood from his nose, before posing towards the fans who are leaning over the barricades. Shawn’s receives some Boo’s, and then turns round smiling, back to Devon. He grabs Devon and lifts him up, Shawn hits a neck-breaker on the outside. He gets to his feet, taking his time as Devon lays flat out on his back. Shawn walks back to the Ladder, and slides that into the ring as-well. Shawn then into the ring himself. he starts by opening the ladder, and placing it in the corner, he then sets up the table, and pulls that below the ladder. Devon is now sat on the commentary table, breathing heavily, looking into the ring. Shawn looks at Devon, after setting things up…] Shawn Xavier: GET HERE�?NOW!... GET YOUR ASS INTO THE RING! [Devon then holds up his middle finger too Shawn. Who then rolls out the ring and walks towards Devon, Shawn goes for a closeline but Devon ducks it, Shawn’s knees hit the corner of the commentary table. Joey and Trunks move away from it�?Devon drags Shawn off the table, too his feet, then lands a hard right hand on Shawn’s jaw. Devon then knee’s Shawn in the gut, before whipping him into the ring apron. Shawn hits it, and then crumbles in a heap onto the floor. Devon picks Shawn up and rolls him into the ring. Devon slides in as well, and starts stomping on Shawn’s head. Devon picks Sawn up and whips him into the ropes, hitting a Tilt-a-whirl breaker after Shawn rebounds off them. Shawn rolls away a little clutching his back. Devon picks him up quickly, and delivers a chop to Shawn’s chest. The crowd goes "WHOOOO". Devon turns round, and snap-mares Shawn before drop kicking him in the back of the head. Devon holds his knee, as a little knock starts affecting him again. Devon drags Shawn over to the table that he set up earlier. Devon slams Shawn’s head on the table, and then spins him round, both their backs facing the table, Devon grabs hold out Shawn’s waist in a German suplex position] Joey: He’s gonna hit "Flash Flood" [Devon tries to hit it, but Shawn’s wraps his foot around Devon’s leg, stopping him. Shawn elbows Devon in the face, and Devon releases the hold, before Shawn slams his face into the table. Shawn takes Devon head, and goes to the nearest top tope and pushes Devon’s neck against it, choking him. After about 4/5 seconds, Shawn releases it and takes Devon to the ladder just a few feet away. Shawn digs his shoulder into Devon’s ribs. And tries to lift him up the ladder. Shawn gives it ALL he has and finally reaches the top. Devon’s now sitting on top of the ladder, Shawn lands a right hand on Devon’s forehead. Before turn round, sitting on a step down from Devon. Shawn grabs Devon’s head placing it over his shoulder. The fans get louder and louder!] Joey: Holy Crap! Trunks: THE…X�?APPEAL!!! [Crash through the table goes Devon and Shawn, as Shawn hits his version of a Diamond Cutter, Devon lays flat out on his stomach, amongst the wreckage. Shawn is sat down, looking up, breathing heavily. "HOLY S*IT" chants ring round the arena…] Trunks: This is over, ring the damn bell! Joey: It ain’t over! Not yet! Shawn’s gotta climb that ladder!! Trunks: This is his BEST chance, Joey! [Shawn starts to get too his feet, and Devon begins to stir�?Devon rolls away a little, and out the ring infact. Shawn grabs hold of the ladder, taking his time as he drags it over to the centre of the ring. Shawn looks up at the Reckless title belt and points to it, saying a few words. In the background, we see Devon kneeling on the ring apron, clinging onto the ropes to keep him there. Shawn hasn’t spotted him though, and he sets up the ladder properly in the centre. Shawn starts to climb, rung by rung of the ladder. After about 3 steps, Devon is making a move, getting to his feet, stood on the apron, he climbs onto the bottom rope, then the middle rope. Shawn is nearly at the top, his outstretched hand a mere foot away from the belt. The Crowd gets louder and louder, alerting Shawn, he turns round to the ropes, where Devon Storm springboards off the top rope, flying halfway across the ring, in mid-air, in a cross-body position, catching Shawn’s head with his chest and arms and knocking him off the ladder. Both men hit the floor with a thud!] Trunks: JESUS CHRIST! Joey: He took TOO D*MN LONG, Trunks! [Devon rolls to the ropes, grabbing the bottom rope, starting to get up. Shawn starts to get up too, using the Ladder to help him too his feet. Both men get to their feet, and begin exchanging right hands, until Devon gets the initiative and toe kicks Shawn right under the knee�?Devon runs off the ropes, running back at Shawn and giving him a knee to the side of the head. Shawn lands on the floor and Devon starts to get back to his feet. He grabs the ladder and sets it up in the centre of the ring, getting it just right. Devon starts to climb up the ladder, the noise level in the arena goes up a few notches. Devon, climbs, step by step, taking his time and not rushing so that he doesn’t screw up. But Shawn has already started getting too his feet�?Shawn clubs Devon in the back, and then turns his back on Devon, Shawn’s hands grab Devon’s stomach, and Shawn pulls Devon off for a Powerbomb. Devon grabs the back of his head, and rolls back and forth in pain. Shawn seems a little frustrated for some reason, he grabs the ladder and tips it over, it lands on Devon to add insult to injury] Joey: Shawn really wants this Trunks, maybe that knee to the head he suffered seemed a little bit disrespectful to him? Trunks: Made him look like a Bitch, Joey. A little Whiney Bitch…KICK HIS A** SHAWN! [Shawn grabs Devon by his long hair and rags him to his feet. Shawn presses Devon up against the turnbuckle and gives Devon a hard right hand. Followed by a Chop. Shawn grabs the ladder, it’s still on the floor and Shawn moves it into position, he grabs Devon’s arm and whips him to the ropes, hitting a Drop-toe hold on Devon, making his face land on the ladder. Shawn grabs Devon by his hair, and slams his face into the ladder again] Joey: Woah, Shawn’s being ruthless! Trunks: He needs to get tough, Joey. [Shawn picks Devon up, and flings him over the top rope�?He then turn back to the ladder on the floor. Shawn grabs the ladder and drags it to the side, he climbs out the ring and slides the ladder outside as well. Shawn picks it up horizontally, hoping to lay some more ‘smacketh down�?on Devon’s candy Butt…Yeah. Shawn walks round to where he threw Devon, and see’s Devon’s upper body under the ring�?Shawn shakes his head dropping the ladder and grabbing Devon’s leg and ragging him out�?The last thing to emerge is a STEEL CHAIR, which Devon cracks over Shawn’s head!] Joey: WOAH! [The Fans Erupt into cheers! Shawn’s nose starts to drip with blood once again, he leans back against the barricade, seeing stars, plus the ‘HIGHLIGHT REEL�?as Devon digs his shoulder into Shawn’s stomach. Devon moves away and Shawn stumbles forward, Devon, quick as a cat, moves round the back of Shawn and hits "Flash Flood". Shawn’s head lands on the floor outside. Devon grabs the Steel chair, and picks up Shawn Xavier, and drags him up the rampway for some odd reason. Devon drops the steel chair, and grabs Shawn. He under-hooks his arms, and then lifts him up in the air, hitting a Double Under-hook Powerbomb! The fans go "Ooooooo!"] Trunks: So, THAT’S why he dragged him up the ramp! [Devon walks back to the ring area, and he grabs the ladder which Shawn dropped. Devon slides it back into the ring and slides in after it�?Shawn’s beginning to stir on the ramp-way, as he makes his way to his feet. Devon sets up the ladder, unfolding it and placing it in the centre. Devon starts to climb, when he notices Shawn up, and walking back to the ring�?Devon shakes his head in frustration and climbs back down. Shawn has the steel chair in his hand�?Shawn slides in and Devon waits for a moment�?Shawn has the chair in both hands, he then randomly throws it to Devon, who catches it and then-] Joey: DEVASTATOR!! Trunks: SHAWN STOLE HIS MOVE!!! [Indeed, the foot, into the chair, into Devon’s face. Devon lands in a heap, and then Shawn hits the floor, still tired, still bloody. Devon’s now bleeding from the forehead as well. The ladder is perfectly set up in the ring, but both the competitors are down and bloodied.] Joey: What the hell’s gonna happen now? Both these guys are down! [Shawn starts moving first…He uses the ladder to get up, beginning the climb. Devon starts to move as well. But not as quickly. Devon crawls to the other side of the ladder, and starts to climb. Shawn is using just his hands to climb, and soon gets his foot on the first step as well. Devon is a couple of steps behind him. They both begin to climb, the atmosphere building] Joey: Both men climb, WHO’S GONNA BECOME THE RECKLESS CHAMPION? [Shawn reaches the top, reaching for the belt but realising Devon’s virtually with him, Shawn hits Devon in the head, Devon hits back with a left hand. Devon slams Shawn’s head on the ladder, and Shawn falls back, hanging on with one hand�?but he swings back with a right hand, making Devon almost lose his position. Devon grabs Shawn’s head Shawns grabs Devon’s head�?Both struggle, and eventually both jump off, hitting the rope before stumbling back into the ladder, hitting the back of the heads on it�?The ladder collapses, and so do they…] Joey: Ahh, looks like there’s gonna be a Stalemate, here Trunks: Pssht, ‘Stalemate�? it’s a ladder match Joey. No stalemates here! [Both men start to get to their feet�?Devon’s up first though�?he hits the ropes as Shawn’s almost standing straight, giving him a Chop block.. Shawn’s now kneeling on the mat, Devon runs off the ropes again and kicks Shawn hard in the back of the head. Shawn’s out, and suddenly Devon looks up to the prize�?Devon sets the ladder up in the middle again. He starts to climb, we hear shouts of "GO-ON DEVON" from the crowd…] Joey: Devon Storm, he’s gonna be the RECKLESS CHAMP! Trunks: Oh�?Now HE ISNT! [Apparently Trunks is right, because as Devon reached the top, he looked at Shawn Xavier laying on his back, below him. Devon looked round, some were cheering, some were saying "NO"…] Joey: Don’t do it! IT’S NOT WORTH IT! Trunks: All or nothing here Joey! [Devon readies himself, and then leaps off, going for the "Perfect Storm"…] Joey: NOO! Trunk: AHAHAHA, CRASHED AND BURRRNED!! [Shawn rolled out the way, and Devon landed on the mat, virtually belly-flopping it. Devon rolls around, holding his stomach, unlucky. Shawn crawls over to the Steel chair�?His hand is clasped round it, and he pulls it towards him. Shawn turns onto his back, seeing Devon using the ropes too help himself up. Shawn gets too his feet, trying to catch Devon off guard. He swings the chair at his head but Devon ducks, Both men turn round to each other, Devon nails the ‘DEVATATOR�?!] Joey: THAT’S IT!! Trunks: SOMEBODY JUST HIT THERE OWN MANOUVER!!! OH MY GOD!! [Shawn rebounds off his back on the ropes, stumbling back forward where Devon nails the ‘X-APPEAL�?!] Trunks: And then he STOLE HIS MOVE! SON OF A B*TCH! [Devon the collapses, thankfully onto the ladder grabbing a rung of it. Devon starts to climb up, Shawn layed out. Devon reaches the top of the ladder, he reaches up, feeling the Reckless title belt�?Grabbing it with both hands…] Joey: HE’S GOT IT! [We hear a thud, as Devon lands on the mat, the Reckless Title in his hands!] *Ding Ding* Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. YOUR WINNER�?AND NEWWWWWWWWW W2K RECKLESS CHAMPION!!! DEVOOONNN STOORRRRRMMMM!!!!! [Suddenly, "Better Than You" by Metallica hits the PA system. Devon is helped up by the referee, Andy Jizzmopper. Jizzmopper raises Devon’s hand in the air, and with the other hand, Devon raises his belt in the air. Cheers come from the crowd, with much applause. Not just for Devon, but for both of these men. Devon looks round, and we see Shawn Xavier sat in the corner now, looking on, disappointed. Devon hits the mat and rolls out,. Backing up the ramp-way with his title raised. Shawn knows that his pursuit of the belt isn’t over. The camera cuts back to Devon, who’s smiling and posing, as the camera fades too black.] |
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[The scene opens up on the Backdoors to the W2K Arena. Suddenly Matty Legend pushes through those doors, a gym bag over his shoulder, looking smart as always. The Crowd begin to boo in the background. Legend heads down the Hallway. Nodding to various staff members as they go past him. Matt discovers his Lokcer Room just at the end of the hallway. Matt pushes throught the door and the Camera man follows him. Matt dumps his Gym bag on the Chair and grabs a Bottle of water, which has bene put in a Buckt of ice for him... Matt unscrews the top of the bottle and walks across the room, as he walks past the mirror... he stops, and looks at it a little closely.. Legend raises a brow, and smirks... Matty Legend: Woah... Sexy or WHAT? [Matt looks at the Chair, next to him. He delves in his Gym bag and takes out the Tag Team Title belt. Matt places it on his Shoulder, and smirks some more... Matty Legend: Even better! [Matt then looks at the belt a little closer, and looks a little unsure... He looks bakc to the Mirror, and closes his eyes... Matty Legend: Ladies and Gentlemen. The Winner, and NEW MSN World Champion... Matty Legend... [Legend opens his eyes, and begins to Grin... Matty Legend: How great does that sound. Soon, i'll make the Step from Dream... To Reality... [Legend looks to the side a little, like his reflection is looking right at the Camera... Matty Legend: Hey Justin... [Legend waves cockily, before the Scene fades too black. |
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[Tha Diabloz are still running from MSN Secruity, Rayo and Loco seemed to have lost them.
Rayo:Man I'm tired of running holmes.
Loco:chill out esse'.
Rayo:No I'm not going to chill. Im sweating! Plus we still have to "talk" to ace hart!
Loco:Oh sh*t your right holmes.
Rayo:Theres an MSN secruity guard!
[Tha Diabloz look behind them and notice a door then quickly open it and hide in there.
MSN guard: I think they went this way!
[The secruity quickly runs the other way as Tha Diabloz open the door.
MSN:Not so fast!
[Loco and Rayo are grabbed from behind by another msn secruity officer.
MsN: alright what do you guys think your doing? Wait first tell me who you are.
Rayo:I'm Rayo
MSN:Who's Rayo?
Rayo:I'm Rayo
MSN:Who?!
Rayo:ME! I'm Rayo!!!
MSN:WHO'S Rayo?!?!
Rayo:Tell him Loco!
[Rayo turns around to see Loco no where in sight.
Rayo:D*mn. Well since you don't know me, I can leave right?
MSN:Who are you?
[Rayo just runs away..
Loco:Sh*t! MSN!! |
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["Anger Management" by Methods of Mayhem erupts in the arena though the speakers, as the lights go dim and the fans go crazy. A single light hits the steel ramp as Alia stands there and looks around the arena, a smirk then appears across her lips. She begins to walk towards the ring, at the stairs Alia climbs up and stands on the ring apron, climbing through the second rope. Alia now stands in the middle of the ring, her smirk still on her face, she then reaches her arms out and up a little as she walks in a small circle. Alia then drops her arms and removes her smirk as she stands still and emotionless in the ring awaiting her opponent. [Out at ringside, the crowd are all heated up, ready for the next event as a few stranded members of the audience are quickly making their way back to their seats, obviously gotten up to do something during the commercial break. All of a sudden the lights in the arena dim and "Soulfire" by 12 Stones blasts out throughout the sound system and the crowd go wild with boos, knowing exactly who is coming. After a huge explosion of blue light just beneath the TitanTron, Isabella Taylor steps out from behind the curtain with a huge grin on her face, dressed in her normal ring attire, hot pants and a tiny top, with her hair flowing around her shoulders gracefully. She strolls out to the very top of the stage and places both hands on her hips, moving her head from side to side, scanning the arena with a smirk as the crowd continue to jeer wildly at her, not liking her general attitude at all. Isabella just throws her head back, ignoring the boos while strutting down the ramp, her nose held high in the air as usual. Just as Isabella rounds on the corner at the bottom of the ramp, she catches the referee’s eye and urges him to head over to the ropes with an arrogant glare, the official doing so reluctantly. Meanwhile Isabella heads up the steel steps and along the ring apron as the referee pulls the middle rope up and pushes the bottom rope down with his foot, giving Isabella plenty of room to slip through. Isabella smiles at the referee, almost mockingly then ducks under the ropes and into the ring as the official simply sighs, heading back over to where he was standing originally, in the corner of the ring. Isabella smiles once more at the referee, before turning to face Alia in the center of the ring who’s apparently very eager to get in Izzy’s face. Joey: This match is getting heated up before the bell has even sounded! Trunks: Oh I’ve been waiting all week for this one! Joey: Um.. Trunks: I hope they,…They just…Rip those clothes to shreds, get naked, and [The screen abruptly switches to black with the purple MSN logo underneath a big yellow smiley face. Above that it says "please stand by" �?/FONT> [The screen comes back to the live feed where we see the announcers sitting at ring side. Joey is staring at Trunks with his jaw hanging wide open. Trunks is almost in a trance and some fans at ringside are looking shocked. We see an old woman holding her hands over a young boys ears. Joey: We’re going to jail! Trunks: Mmmm Widow was in jail once. Joey: Oh…my…GOD!! GET YOUR MIND ON THE MATCH! Trunks: Heh, trust me buddy. It definitely is in the ring. Joey: I knew it was coming. DING DING! The bell sounds and the two ladies square off, circling each other in the ring. Neither wanting to rush in and make the first mistake. Finally the two step in for a lock up, but both back away. Joey: Classic beginning to a wrestling match. These two know exactly what they’re doing. Both trying to get a feel for one another to see who can make the first successful attack. Trunks: They’re trying to feel each other up for *CESNOOOOOOOOORED* Joey: �?.You’re gonna get us kicked off the air! [Both women lock hands in the middle of the ring. Both seeming to be about equal on the power side. They get chest to chest trying to over power each other. Trunks: OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS MATCH!!!! [Joey can be heard slapping his forehead as the two continue the struggle. Izzy steps on the back of Alia’s right knee, causing it to buckle. She does the same with the left and starts to force Alia down. Izzy finally forces Alia down on her back, bending over on top of her to apply pressure. The ref drops down and makes the count. 1...2..Alia pushes one arm up, then gets it forced back down by Izzy. 1...2...Again she pulls up the other arm, but again Izzy forces her shoulder back down. 1...2...Alia pushes her arm up once again. Alia brings both feet up putting them in Izzy’s stomach before lifting her up. Alia swings Izzy up then back down to her feet. Alia uses the momentum to jump up and monkey flip Izzy over her head. The two still with their hands locked. Alia does a back roll over top of Izzy who lifts her feet up, catching Alia. With the momentum of Alia, Izzy uses this to spring up to her feet. Izzy walks up the front side of Alia, still with their hands locked, Izzy does a back flip landing on her feet in front of Alia with her head down between Alia’s legs. Izzy lifts Alia up with a back body drop. Izzy falls back landing on top of Alia and the ref slides in for the count. 1.�?...Alia bridges up and spins Izzy around, instead of turning all the way around she stops and lifts Izzy up for a power bomb, that finally break their locked hands. Izzy reverses with a hurricanrana into a roll up, Alia rolls on through catching Izzy with a pin. 1...2..Izzy rolls back and cradles Alia up putting her legs behind her head touching the mat. 1...2...Alia kicks Izzy up ,causing her to flip over onto her back in a pinning position. 1...2..Izzy rolls to the side sitting on Alia’s chest now holding both legs under her arms for another pin. 1.�?...Alia kicks out, both women quickly get up to their feet, Izzy runs at Alia, but Alia catches her with an arm drag. Izzy rolls through and quickly gets back up, Alia runs at her, but now Izzy catches her with an arm drag. Alia rolls through as well using the momentum to get right back up to her feet. She turns facing Izzy and both stop at a stand off. Every single person in the crowd stands to their feet clapping and chanting "W2K…W2K…W2K!" Joey: And this is why our Championess division does NOT take a backseat to anyone in W2K, these women can go just as good if not better than most of the men! Trunks: …In bed. [Izzy takes a bow and half the men in the crowd faint. Alia just stands there with a sarcastic smirk before the two start to circle the ring again. Alia comes in for a lock up, but Izzy ducks under and flips her over with a fireman’s carry. Alia lands on her feet and runs off to the ropes. Izzy turns around and leap frogs Alia. Izzy still with her back to Alia who is running back at her leap frogs again. Alia hit’s the ropes again, Izzy drops face down on the mat. Alia stops standing over Izzy with her feet under both of Izzy’s arms. Alia turns Izzy over and holds her shoulders down with the top of her feet. The ref slides in. 1...2..Izzy rolls over onto her face holding onto Alia’s feet, she sits up on Alia’s back and locks in a Boston Crab. Joey: This match is easily becoming one of the classiest *wrestling* matches I’ve seen in W2K in quite some time. Trunks: This is definitely one for the ages. [Alia screams claws and drags her way across the ring to the ropes and finally breaks the hold. Izzy smiles at the ref who’s making the mandatory five count, until breaking the hold at four. Izzy stands up as Alia drags herself under the bottom rope to the apron where she sits up rubbing her lower back. The ref stands in front of Izzy telling her not to go after Alia, Izzy just stands there looking innocent with her arms up. Alia stands up off the apron on the floor facing the crowd still. The ref walks over to the ropes and starts making the ten count. Izzy behind the ref’s back steps out on the apron around the corner from where Alia is. Izzy sits still waiting on Alia. Alia finally turns back around ready to get back in the ring as Izzy runs down the apron, she grabs onto the post and swings herself around catching Alia in a head scissors take down. Alia hit’s the floor and slides into the guard rail. Joey: I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that! Trunks: Neither have I. Man, do you think Izzy will marry me? Joey: Not a chance pal. What did Ryan say, not an ice cubes chance in heck! Trunks: He said H*** Joey: See. [Izzy picks Alia up and rolls her back into the ring. Izzy climbs up on the apron and quickly springboards off the top rope, soars high up in the air while doing multiple flips and finally comes crashing down across Alia’s chest with the 630 splash. Joey: There’s Isabella Taylors 630 splash, aka The Prosecution! [Izzy stays on her back and hooks the near leg with one arm, hooks Alia’s head with the other and locks her hands together. The ref slides in making the count. 1...2...3!! Joey: Izzy Taylor with the first fall of the match. Can Alia come back from this and win the match? Or was that all Izzy needed to keep the advantage. Trunks: This is definitely not looking good for Alia. In matches like these normally the person to score the first fall has the advantage through the rest of the match. Joey: Indeed, Trunks. Right now we’re having the two minute period between falls to give Alia a chance to regain her senses after that brutal splash. Trunks: Let’s go back and take a look at that first fall. [We go back to the beginning with the two women engaged in heavy chain wrestling, near fall after near fall. We skip ahead to Alia breaking out of the Boston Crab then skip ahead to her just turning around out on the floor and being caught by that wicked head scissors by Isabella Taylor. We skip ahead to a freeze frame of Izzy preparing to jump up onto the top rope. Joey: Right here folks is one amazing feat. This move is so dangerous and oh so hard to pull off correctly. [The freeze frame ends and Izzy springboards off the top into the devastating 630 splash for the first pin fall. We switch back to the live feed. Trunks: Back to live action! [The bell rings and we’re ready to start up round two. The ref steps back as the two step towards each other cautiously. Izzy goes for lock up, but Alia changes the flow of the match by kicking her in the gut. Izzy doubles over and Alia grabs her by the shoulder and the back and rams her shoulder first into the ring post between the second and top turnbuckles. Alia slides under the bottom rope, quickly pulls herself up onto the apron then grabs Izzy by the wrist. Alia takes a couple steps on the apron towards the corner, before jumping around the corner to the floor and snapping Izzy’s arm around the ring post. Izzy jumps back after the impact clutching at her elbow in pain. Alia slides back into the ring and walks up behind Izzy, she grabs her by the arm, twists it around while spinning Izzy around, then snaps her arm out straight. Izzy falls face down, Alia pulls and twists on her arm bringing Izzy back up to her feet. Alia spins herself around, dropping herself to the mat, taking Izzy down along with her with another snap on the elbow joint. Alia stands up still holding the arm, she steps over Izzy’s back causing Izzy to roll over facing up. Alia drops a leg down across Izzy’s arm, then locks in a short arm scissors. Joey: Alia is wrestling a smart match here. Cutting off one of Izzy’s arms will no doubt put all those reversals and holds to a sudden halt. Trunks: Without a doubt this will put some major changes to Izzy’s game plan. [Alia wrenches the hold in tighter, Izzy is struggling to get to the ropes, dragging her lower body away from Alia. She reaches out with her leg, almost there, Alia pulls back even tighter, Izzy shows the pain on her face, but she grits her teeth and drags herself close enough to get a foot across the bottom rope. Joey: Isabella might have just hurt herself even more by dragging herself like that. Trunks: You’re right, Joey. That just put even more pressure on the already hurting arm. If I was her, knowing I could afford to lose a fall, I would have taken the chance and gotten out of the submission easier. Thus not causing serious damage to my arm that could ultimately cause me the entire match. Joey: That’s the difference between you and Izzy, she’s a never say die person. She couldn’t bare to tap out, that’s worse than losing that Championess title. Trunks: No the difference is I know what I would need to do in order to stay healthy and win the match the smart way. [Alia is looking mad that Izzy won’t give up. She walks over and pulls Izzy away from the ropes by the hair, up to her feet. Alia kicks Izzy in the gut then grabs her in a headlock, jumps up, pushes her feet off the top rope for her bulldog, only Izzy steps back a few steps and reverses with a back suplex. Joey: Izzy just reversed the Intoxication with a back suplex! Trunks: You know that had to take a toll on her already injured elbow, Joey! That might not have been the smartest thing to do. Joey: Then explain to me what *you* would have done in her place! Trunks: I would’ve stayed home and ordered a pizza! Joey: …I…Never mind. [Izzy rolls over covering Alia, the ref slides in. 1...2...Alia kicks out. Izzy sits up and slowly gets up, Alia not far behind. Alia swings at Izzy, Izzy ducks. Alia spins around from th momentum, Izzy pushes her off to the ropes and bends over ready to meet Alia with a back body drop on the way back through. Alia stops short with Izzy’s head clenched between her legs. She quickly locks up Izzy’s arms and drops her face first with a pedigree. Alia rolls Izzy over for the pin. The ref slides in, 1.�?.2.�?3! Joey: Alia gets the second pin fall!! Trunks: One fall left to decide the winner, maybe we’re looking at our new Championess right here! Joey: Alia just evened it all up. Let’s take a look back at the turning point of this match that eventually led to Alia scoring her first pin fall over Isabella Taylor. Trunks: Heh, heh�?/FONT> Joey: He’s gonna say.. Trunks: You said Alia scored with Izzy. Joey: ..Sigh. [We fade back showing Alia snapping Izzy’s arm around the ring post. Skip ahead to show Alia locking Izzy up in a short arm scissors, but Izzy just barely reaches the ropes. Skip ahead to the final move. Alia hitting Izzy with her version of the Pedigree. Joey: This move right here, known as The Starr is what just sco…Got Alia her first victory in this two out of three falls match. Trunks: This resting period is nonsense, make them fight some more. Joey: Looks like Isabella Taylor is back up and, maybe not ready, but she’s as good as she can be after taking The Starr. [The referee asks both women if they’re ready to start again. Alia obviously is eager to start. Izzy, she looks different this time around. Izzy is standing up, looking furious. Leaning back in the corner for support she wipes a drop of blood off of her lip, clenches her fists and nods to the referee to start the third and final round. The bell rings as Alia rushes in after Izzy who jumps off to the side and slams Alia’s face into the middle turnbuckle via drop toe hold. Izzy gets up still holding her elbow, she runs at Alia and drop kicks her in the back. Alia falls over on her side, but the ref stops Izzy from further advancement due to Alia being in the ropes. Alia rolls out to the floor and Izzy pushes the ref out of her way as she climbs out to the floor after Alia. Alia sees her coming and starts to run around the ring, slowly while looking back at her stalking enemy. Trunks: Ahh, the old game of cat and mouse. Works wonders every time. [Izzy follows Alia around the ring. Alia slides into the ring and quickly gets back up to her feet expecting Izzy to come in right behind her. Trunks: What the!? Joey: Where is she? Trunks: Dang it! I said�?IT WORKS EVERY TIME!! Joey: Isabella Taylor is not the average athlete. Alia is arguing with the ref, demanding to know where Izzy went to. Nobody seems to know. Alia starts looking around while stepping backwards. Alia has her hands out to the side questioning the ref. He’s just as confused as she is, suddenly the fans start to cheer and the entire side of the building behind Alia stands to their feet pointing down towards the ring. The camera changes views and we see Izzy Taylor climbing out from under the ring, she pulls herself up onto the apron with a limp arm. Izzy starts to pull herself up for a springboard, but stops midway through clenching at her hurt arm. Alia starts to turn around hearing the entire crowd going nuts and on their feet. Izzy guts it out and does the springboard anyways. Alia turns around just in time for a West Coast Pop. Joey: Simply Business!! Izzy hooks the leg behind her. The ref slides in for the count. 1.�?2.…�?KICK OUT! Izzy is thrown forward after Alia kicks out. She pushes herself up with her one good arm as Alia gets up stunned behind Izzy. Izzy turns around and Alia spears her hard to the mat. She stays on top for the pin as the ref moves into position. 1...2.�?KICK OUT BY IZZY! Joey: Two near falls in about three seconds. This match is heating up and is about to boil over! Trunks: Enough with your lame clichés boy! Alia pulls Izzy up by the hair, but out of nowhere Izzy lifts Alia up on her shoulder and as quick as she picked her up she snaps her over in a Death Valley Driver. Izzy drapes an arm over Alia’s chest as the ref slides in. 1.�?.�?.KICK OUT BY ALIA! Joey: This could go either way! Trunks: Just like your mother! Izzy sits up and pushes her hair back before she slowly gets up to her feet. Alia stumbles up as well, and stumbles across the ring to the corner. Izzy runs in after her and jumps up for a splash, Alia moves out of the way and Izzy crashes into the corner. She stumbles out backwards as Alia is already halfway across the ring bouncing off the far ropes. Izzy stumbles around and Alia dives at her for a flying clothesline, but out of absolutely nowhere Izzy nails Alia with a super kick that completely flattens her in mid air. Trunks: Looks like Ryan Cain taught her more than just BEEEEEEEEEP. Joey: OH�?MY�?.GOD!!! Izzy runs off the ropes, comes back to the center of the ring and hit’s a shooting star press from the mat. Izzy rolls off of Alia, pulls a one hundred dollar bill out of her boot and looks around with a smile before standing up and nonchalantly dropping it behind her back Izzy quickly steps out of the ring onto the center apron and clenches onto the top rope. The dollar bill carelessly floats down until landing on Alia’s chest as Izzy springboards up off the top rope, gets high elevation as she executes a shooting star press out to the center of the ring, crashing down across Alia. The impact causes Izzy to bounce off of the woman’s body. Izzy clenches at her arm, before quickly rolling back on top of Alia and hooking her leg. The ref already in place starts to make the count. Joey: That was picture perfect! 1.�?2.…�?.3!! The bell rings as "Soulfire" by Twelve Stones hits over the speakers. The entire crowd is standing on their feet applauding this match. Joey: Injured and all she still pulled out an amazing victory! Trunks: Joey this match was only booked as the second on the card. But if you ask me the rest of the show is going to have a hard time living up to the standards left in the ring by these two women. Joey: Did Jerry The King Lawler Jr. just get a little serious!? Gasp! Trunks: I’m just saying…They were hot, and I might’ve saw Alia fall out of her top, and stuff. Joey: Surely. Fans at home I wish you could be here to experience this feeling. At this moment this live audience is showing their love and respect for the sport they pay to see every week. They all stand on their feet in unison chanting the W2K name. Showing that great pure wrestling still lives on. *This*! Is what it’s all about right here! Your winner and still W2K Championess, Isabella Taylor! |
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Open scene where Ace Hart is seen walking.
BOOM!
A double chair shot to ace hart out of no where sends him to lala land.
Hahhaha
Tha Diabloz pop out as they begin laughing over Hart's motionless body.
Rayo:Man we rule
Loco:high five!... just one thing. *Why* are we doing this even though CM isn't showing up? Rayo: "Ah, who gives a crap. I hate them both.
Tha two exchange a high five as the walk off. CM is going to be happy about these guys did!
..................................................................................... Backstage we see Ryan Cain and Isabella Taylor once again. Izzy is just walking into the picture with her Championess title belt hanging over her shoulder after a hard faught victory over Alia just moments ago. Ryan greets her outside of what appears to be her locker room, leaving up against her door with a smile and an ice pack. Ryan: Rough night? She walks up with a smile as Ryan gently puts the ice pack on her elbow. Izzy: Nothing I can't handle. Ryan: Mhmm... Izzy: You know you're too nice for your own good, Ryan Cain. Ryan: Is that right, Isabella Taylor? Izzy: Nah, you're still a wimp. She playfully punches him in the shoulder with her good arm before taking the ice pack and walking towards the locker room door. Izzy: I need to put some things up, I'll be right out. Ryan: Alright. Izzy walks inside the locker room and closes the door behind her, Ryan turns his attention back out in front of him and there stands the masked man leaning up against the wall. "Replacing Kelly already Ryan?" Ryan's smile quickly turns to a look of hatred as he starts to step towards the man, who suddenly lifts the mask up showing it to be Ryan's "friend" Jack. Ryan: What the Hell are you doing!? Jack: Just keeping my eye on you. Some little kid runs passed Ryan holding a mask in his hand, Ryan seems a little taken back by this, then a man, fully grown, quite big walks up. Appears to be walking straight for Ryan. "Ryan can I--" Ryan lunges at the man, spearing him into a wall. They both slide down the wall and Ryan starts to bring his fist back ready to pound the mask into the mans face when someone grabs his arm. Ryan: Let go of me, Jack! Izzy: Since when do you call me Jack? Ryan looks surprised by Isabella, he looks down at the man he was about to beat senseless. Some guy holding his knees up, with his arms out in front of himself trying to cover his face from any punches Ryan was about to throw, in one hand...an ink pen. "I'm sorry, I won't bother you for anymore autographs My. Cain." Ryan stands up and the man quickly crawls away, tripping over himself trying to get back to his feet and run from Ryan at the same time. Ryan looks back behind him, Jack is gone. Izzy: What was that all about? Ryan: I don't want to talk about it. Ryan looks down before storming off down the hall. |
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"96 Quite Bitter Beings" by CKY rocks the house as Ryan Cain emerges from behind the curtains toa massive ovation from the people. Joey: If only you fans at home could be here in the W2K Arena to witness this feeling for yourselves. Ryan Cain is loved by millions! Trunks: He’s been fighting for the company he loves for so long, and tonight isn’t everything he wants, but it’s definitely a step in the right direction. Ryan holds his US title belt up high above his head with both hands before dropping it back down around his shoulder and starts walking down the ramp way. Joey: WHOA! Suddenly the Mystery Legend jumps over the guard rail from behind Ryan and flattens him from behind with a forearm smash. Ryan falls forward, dropping his US title in front of him. The masked man runs up and stomps on the back of Ryan’s head, then bends down picking up his US title and throws it into the ring, he picks Ryan up and rolls him in after. The masked man rolls in soon after. He quickly gets up and starts stomping on Ryan. Ryan gets up on all fours, but continues to be stomped down. Ryan slowly stands up even though being pounded on by the masked man. Trunks: He’s coming back! Joey: Ryan Cain at an early disadvantage! This isn’t fair! The ref finally signals to ring the bell and now Ryan is up to his feet, he blocks a punch and fires back at the masked man and knocks him down? Trunks: Well that was easy enough. The masked man rolls to the outside and turns around only to get dropkicked from between the ropes by Ryan. The masked man flies back as Ryan follows through and lands on the floor. Ryan picks up the masked man and throws him into the ring. Ryan follows back in as the masked man stumbles up to his feet, he turns around and Ryan nails him with a Zero kick and covers. The ref slides in. 1...2.�?3!?!? Joey: What!? Trunks: That was quick! Ryan sits up on the back of his heels looking down at the fallen masked man. Ryan looks furious, still.. Trunks: He’s gonna reveal it! Ryan reaches down and grabs the front of the mask, no resistance is shown at all from the masked man. Ryan pulls the mask right off his face. Joey: OH MY GOD!! Trunks: F T F***ING N!!!!!! Felix Theodore Newman is laid out in front of Ryan Cain. Ryan stands up with disbelief on his face, he doesn’t know what to think. Joey: No way this has been FTN all along. Trunks: Roxy’s finest BUD approved! From behind Ryan is hit in the back by ANOTHER masked man! Ryan turns around and decks him. Another masked man jumps the guard rail and slides into the ring. Ryan side steps him and throws the man over the top rope to the floor. Two more run in and hit Ryan simultaneously from behind. Trunks: They’re coming in from all over! Ryan soon gets swarmed by several masked men all beating him down to the mat. Ryan finally falls and rolls out of the ring to the floor. Trying to shake it off, but before he knows it three masked men all jump out of the ring and start pummeling Ryan. Ryan fights them off finally knocking them all down and two more jump over the top rope, then springboard off the middle rope with double Asai Moonsaults onto Ryan. The three men crash to the ground as two more masked men slide out of the ring and pick Ryan up off the floor and roll him back into the ring. The ref keeps calling for the bell. Trunks: That bell won’t cause anything but an earache! Joey: Somebody get out here and help Ryan!! All the masked men flood into the ring as Ryan stumbles up to his feet and stumbles back across the ring. Two men approach Ryan first and out of nowhere Ryan starts swinging like a madman. He knocks the first two down. One more runs at Ryan and gets a face full of Zero. Three more swarm at Ryan, he back drops one over the top rope. Ryan stands back up, kicks one in the gut, back hands another. He turns around and punches another one coming in, then kicks a fourth. Joey: He’s fighting against the odds!! Ryan Cain is coming back! Another one comes out from the crowd and grabs Ryan’s feet. The one he back dropped jumps up on the apron and grabs Ryan’s arms behind his back as Ryan is being pummeled yet again by three more still standing in the ring. Ryan pulls free somehow and starts punching the guys down in the ring and throwing back elbows to the man on the apron. Ryan lifts his foot up and stomps on the mans hands holding his feet, then jumps over the top rope with a plancha to take him out completely. Ryan rolls back in the ring as three more come out from the crowd. Four more start running down the ramp way, three more come out from the other side of the crowd and now the ring is completely surrounded. Joey: Oh my God there’s way too many of them! Trunks: Not even Ryan Cain, as great as he may be could fight off odds like these. The crowd of masked men are lined up all around the ring. They all start to slowly get up on the apron. Ryan is standing in the middle of the ring trying to watch his own back, but at this point that’s about impossible. They all slowly start to get in the ring, Ryan’s feet are constantly moving, he’s stomping both feet with two clenched fists. Ryan grits his teeth and charges across the ring nailing one with a forearm knocking him out of the ring and just like that every single one of them rush into the ring after Ryan. Joey: SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING!! Ryan turns around and hit’s one with a right, someone grabs his shoulder from behind. Ryan turns around and nails him with a left. In front Ryan kicks another one then clubs him down with a forearm. Ryan starts swinging wildly knocking them down left and right. Even more masked men start flooding out from all over the arena. Joey: LOOK AT HIM!! THAT’S RYAN FOCKING CAIN DAMN IT!! Ryan is still fighting them off. Kicking and punching his way through an entire army of masked men. One runs at Ryan and he drops down holding the top rope sending the masked man over the top and to the floor. Ryan on his back rolls under the bottom rope to the floor, he grabs two men each by a leg and pulls them down then drags them to the floor. Ryan jumps up on the apron and springboards over the whole group into the ring. They turn around and Ryan Zero kicks one of them. Another runs at Ryan and he flips him around for a tilt a whirl back breaker. Trunks: Ryan Cain will never say die! Ryan stands up and gets bombed by about ten guys, all forming a dog pile on top of him. The crowd suddenly erupts when Isabella Taylor is seen bolting down the aisle way. Joey: IZZY!! Trunks: YES I LOVE HER! Joey: .. Izzy slides halfway across the ring and gets up swinging on anything that moves. The pile gets off of Ryan and goes after Izzy now. She’s fighting them off as best as she can. Two of them run at her, spearing the Championess through the ropes to the floor. She ends up landing on top of them both raining punches down. She gets up and another masked man runs across the ring and jumps down over the top with a flipping splash, she moves out of the way and he lands on the first two. Another three climb out of the ring and attack her from behind. Ryan is slow to get back up, but does. He runs across the ring and grabs two of them men fighting with Izzy by the hair trying to pull them into the ring. He pulls them up onto the apron when two more masked men hit Ryan from behind. He turns around and decks them both with right hands. Joey: What the Hell is happening here!?!? Trunks: There’s so many of them! Even more keep coming at Ryan, picking themselves up off the floor and sliding back into the ring. Ryan is dropping each one, punch after punch after punch. He hits another with a right, dropping him. Ryan turns around and hits another, drops him. Ryan turns around and hits another, then back hands another knocking them down. Ryan feels a hand on his shoulder, he spins around and punches another masked man. Ryan turns back around and starts swinging at four more. Joey: Wait…TURN AROUND THAT ONE DIDN’T FALL!! Trunks: I think we have found�?/FONT> The masked man that is still standing behind Ryan grabs Ryan by the throat and pull his head back, then quickly drops Ryan with a reverse DDT. Trunks: …the real Mystery Legend! The real masked man stands back up, pulling Ryan up with him. He yells at one of the other masked men on the floor to do something, the man on the floor takes the chair away from the time keeper and slides it into the ring. A few guys in the ring go out to the floor to keep Izzy occupied. The real Mystery Legend holds Ryan over the chair and gives him another reverse DDT right on the chair. He sits up and picks up the US title still laying in the ring, he places it down on top of the chair and pulls Ryan up again. Ryan on limp legs gets his head shoved between the masked mans legs and picked up for a pile driver. Joey: My God! NO!! The masked man steps over the chair with the belt laying on top and spikes Ryan down HARD. Ryan hits with a clank then bounces about two feet up in the air and comes down on his side not moving an inch. The crowd is booing like crazy. Trunks: Oh man, he isn’t looking too good. Joey: CLEAR THE LOCKER ROOM, GET OUR GUYS DOWN HERE AND KICK THE **** OUT OF THIS MYSTERY BASTARD!! The real masked man stands there staring down at Ryan, he pulls a rose out of his pocket and drops it down on Ryan’s motionless body before walking backwards and dropping out of the ring between the ropes. The masked man hops over the barricade into the booing crowd as Izzy finally drops the last of the masked men, she slides into the ring where bodies lay everywhere. Izzy kneels there over Ryan Cain who still hasn’t moved an inch. Referee’s and EMT’s rush out from the back and fill the ring as we switch the camera view over to the masked man making his way through the crowd and out the back exit to the streets. We switch back to the announcers table at ringside. Joey: Fans I don’t know what to make of this, I’m just at a loss for words. Thank God for Isabella Taylor, but unfortunately, that masked coward was still able to hurt Ryan! Trunks: This was certainly an unexpected outcome. I was expecting something brutal, but never anything like what we just witnessed…Wow is all I can say…Wow. Joey: Alright, as they check on Ryan Cain we’re getting word from the back, let’s take you back there now. |
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The scene opens up in the back and we have Johnny Askin standing with the MSN/W2K Champion, PowerTrip. Trip is standing there with his new Exclusive Trip T-Shirt. In the front, it reads I AM CHAMPION. Johnny Askin then looks at the back and looks up at Trip.
Askin: You are Champion.....
Trip smirks and turns around to reveal what the back says...BECAUSE I WANT TO BE CHAMPION. Askin nods and then looks back up at the Champ.
Askin: Very well said....Now Champ, I guess with minutes from your Hell In The Cell match with Ace Hart, the fans wants to know how the Champ is feeling going into this match.
Trip nods and looks up at Askin and then pats the title.
Trip: How I'm feeling? I'm feeling great. I'm feeling better than ever. I'm feeling...like a Champion, Askin. A Champion that is about to walk in that ring, do his job and walk out Champion. I am.....
And Trip gets interrupted. Trip's smile turns to a sour look as Ace Hart comes into the scene. Both men go nose to nose as they look right into the eyes. Both men stare at each other for a minute before Trip unglues his nose from Ace's and then smirks.
Trip: Like I was going to say, Askin.....I am. READY. .... oh yeah, and screw DA DIABLOZ. Pfft.
Trip walks away as the scene fades right off Ace Hart. |
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<DIR> Joey : Get ready for this one fans! JT Kash coming back after last night’s war with Nic E Dangerously, ready to face off with the young superstar Matty Legend! Trunks: Last man standing rules apply, this is sure to be a bloody war til the very end! The lights dim as the opening guitars to "Dropkick The Punks" start up, and the crowd is instantly set ablaze for the anti-hero of W2K. JOIN THE CULT flashes on the titantron as blue and white strobes cover the stage. Kash comes out through the curtain and revels in the cheers of his cult. He stops at the top of the ramp, puts his arms in an X, and a blue "X" shaped pyro goes off behind him signaling the lights to return to normal. "Making his way to the ring, hailing from Hollywood California and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is The Supernova... JT Kash!!!" </DIR> Kash jogs down the ramp, slapping a few hands and slides into the ring. He runs to the ropes and stands up on the middle one, holding up an X to the fans. The entire crowd holds up Xs of their own. Kash grins, bursting with charisma and confidence as he drops to the mat and preparres to do what he does best. Alive by P.O.D hits and immediately everyone watching is booing. Yes even the people at home. <DIR> Trunks: YES!! GO MATTY LEGEND!! Joey: We’re *not* supposed to be biased! Trunks: Oh…GO MATTY LEGEND ANYWAYS!! Matt steps out onto the stage with his hands on his hips and a cocky arrogant smirk across his face. "Making his way to the ring, from London, England. Weighing in at 210 pounds. This is Mattyyyyyyyyyy Legeeennddd!!!" Blue pyros explode in a criss crossing fashion above Matt’s head as he brings his arms up and spins around slowly soaking in all the electricity from the crowd, negative, but hey, he’s too good to give a crap. Matt stares down at the ring where JT Kash is standing ready to whomp his English butt. Matty slowly walks down the ramp, sticking his nose up at the fans. One fan reaches out trying to touch his arm, and Matt jerks away and looks at the man like he just committed a crime. Matt shakes his head and walks on down the aisle. He looks in the ring at JT Kash, then makes his way up the steps. Joey: Sure is taking his time�?/FONT> </DIR> Matty steps up on the apron, looks out at the crowd, snarls then hops over the top rope landing on the turnbuckle before back flipping off into the ring, he quickly spins around to face JT Kash with an arrogant smile on his face. So.... JT slaps him. Hard. The crowd cheers, and Matty looks revolted. Matty reels his arm to do the same back- but JT blocks it and twists the arm back, and thus, Matty leans back- JT goes for a short arm Clothesline from this; Trunks: "They're not even waiting for the match to officially start-!" Matty leans back to avoid it; and succeeds... he twists behind JT, and JT tries to Mule Kick- Matty jumps back to avoid it, releasing JT- JT swings around and Matty ducks it, and crooks his arm for an Arm Drag- JT puts on the breaks, reaches over for a gutwrench, and pulls Matty up- Matty slips behind, and grabs JT, JT reaches back and hits a jawbreaker- Matty pops up to his feet, and reels back and turns. JT comes up behind him for a bulldog- but Matty moves, and JT's jump lands him on the second rope... Matty spins back around and hugs JT's waist and pulls back for a belly-to-belly!! JT clamps down and Matty fires up and raises his arms to many, many boos. Joey: "The crowd is oddly behind JT Kash. I wonder if the Cult got bigger." Trunks: "Just don't drink the Kool-aide. I did... and I was never the same again." He turns and JT pushes up- Matty goes for a kick but JT catches it and spins him down face first, and then crawls up, and bashes Matty's face into the canvas. JT lets up, and screams at Matty to get himself up, too... Joey: "This is a Last man Standing Match, folks, and the winner will face the Champion at Cyberslam." Trunks: "All these Last Man Standing's end the same. They might as well both lay down and see who can get up faster. It'd waste less time." Matty does push up, runs at JT, swinging wildly. JT catches him in a monkey flip, and Matty kicks his foot up- catching JT in the face- JT reels back and Matty legsweeps... JT smashes into the canvas, and Matty mounts him- no, not like *that*, and sits on JT's back for a Camel Clutch like move. JT's legs kick and his arms slap up to hit Matty, but nothing's really doing the trick. He gets his right knee under himself and goes to lifts up- but Matty just releases him and brigns down an axe handle or two on JT's nape of the neck; JT loses his balance on his way up and falls to the ropes- Matty charges into his back with his shoulder, and JT over extends, and goes to one knee. Matty pulls him up and puts him into the corner, and charges his shoulder into JT over and over... and one more time, and JT bends over, gapsing for breath. Matty thinks he has him now, and nails a chop. the crowd wooo's, and Matty hits another. He hops to the second rope, rains down some punches, and then goes for a Hurricanranna- that connects beautifully- but JT, after Impact, rolls to his feet, and runs to the opposite corner- Matty tries to follow, and that's his downfall, as JT springs off that corner and drives his elbow into Matty, clipping by and both spin away. Joey: "What a last second decision by JT Kash!" JT rolls back to his feet, losing balance again, and loses a step. Matty charges at him- and JT ducks, sending Matty over the top and onto the apron. Matty tumbles down, and JT spins and grabs the top rope, jumping over it and colliding onto Matty... they both compile into a heap and race up, trading blows- punch, block, punch, block, no one knows who'll come out on top, until Matty switches a punch for a haymaker, driving his forearm right into JT's jaw. JT backs off and Matty grabs his head and sends him into the ringpost. DONNINING.... JT weaves back into a Sambo Suplex. JT's crashed on the floor, and Matty looks under the ring and finds something. Joey: "Did he just find-" Trunks: "The ladder from earlier tonight.... GENIUS!" Indeed, he did. He pulls it out and puts it on the *new* announcer's table, leaning to it, actually, and the other part on the apron of the ring. When he turns for JT, JT's already up and smashes him face first intot he ladder in a sick-thud-clang... Matty wobbles, but JT scoops him up and puts him laying on the ladder... JT then hops tot he apron, and raises a fist. Yeah... the crowd boos, and JT waves a finger, pointing *up*, and they get it. He's going to go higher. He climbs the turnbuckle, and to the top rope and takes flight-... Matty moves and holds his arms over his head as JT bounces off the ladder and onto the floor- back first and then tumbles down in a roll. The crowd is on it's feet, and wondering how much bloodier this Baptism is going to be.... Trunks: "It's all for the title, Joey. All this pain all this misery, all tonight, all because one day everyone wants what PowerTrip has..." Matty climbs up using the ladder, and picks JT up off the floor, JT fights back with weakly thrown punches, but Matty pulls him up onto the ladder, and thenclimbs on it himself. JT pushes up and both trade blows while navigating the rungs, four feet off the floor. JT kicks Matty in the gut, and goes for a powerbomb- but Matty back body drops him and the clanging again... JT sits up holding his back, and goes to push up, but his hand misses a rung and goes through, he hits his head on another. His arm just sways as he takes a breather, and Matty pulls him up again, scooping him up for a body slam... Joey: "It's like they've turned this into a mini scaffold match, Trunks!" Matty picks him up and walks the rungs to the ropes and drops JT on his throat... Jt bounces off and incredibly, both are still on the ladder. JT pushes up and again, Matty picks him up- JT rams a shoulder into his gut though and lifts- JT turns and hits a Northern Lights releason on the ladder... and they bounce... the table creeks. Trunks: "Dammit, and I just put my coffee down." Matty spins to get up, as does JT and just as they run into one another, Joey and Trunks move and the announcer's table crumbles- as Matty and JT tumble down the tilt of the ladder and roll hard into the guardrail... they bounce off that and are on their stomaches, as the ref calls out... ONE!!! Trunks: "Last second, I pick Matty Legend." TWO!!! Joey: "Ugh. Why wait the entire ten seconds?!" THREE!!! Trunks: "I don't know." FOUR!!! Then, Matty scrambles up, coughing, but no worse for wear... so JT doesn't pull a Jason Voorhies, he climbs up the ladder, back into the ring... FIVE!!!! Matty waits, and smiles, raising his arms. SIX!!! Matty's smiling and nodding,a s he's going on to Cyberslam for *sure*. SEVEN!!! Joey: "Maybe he should turn around..." EIGH--- JT's up, and picks up the ladder on his end- and laucnhes it with a shove and an all out run, as it flips up and into Matty's gut just as he turns around. JT rips the ladder away and leans it on the top turnbuckle. JT runs up the ladder and then saults forward colliding into Matty like a bowling ball thrown off a building! Matty crumbles and sadly, there's no pinfalls in this match... Matty's at one side, JT's the other, and JT makes his move... Matty climbs up, nearest the ladder now, and JT runs at him- Matty takes the ladder by the top rung and drives it forward and it slaps JT in the face- JT spins around and wobbles, and Matty puts his head in between two rungs- Then bounces off the ropes and body splashes onto it!!! The crowd OOH's, as Matty holds his ribs, kicking his legs, and JT goes to his knees, and tries tog et the ladder off of him. Joey: "Absolutely sick..." Matty launches up and pulls the ladder on JT's neck, forcing him down, then taking the ladder clear up over his head. He stands over JT, about to drop it and do something sinister afterwards, but JT launches a foot into his nuts. Matty bends over and JT uses his other foot to smash the ladder back into Matty's face, and it works... Matty falls back... BUT, the ladder drops on JT's groin. Trunks: "CENSORS!" JT holds his privates and turns on his side, kicking a leg in pain as Matty's lain out, breathing heavy. ONE.... TWO.... THREE.... no movement. Joey: "Here we go again. I hate Last Man Standings." FOUR... FIVE..... SIX.... JT grabs a rope and pulls himself up.... SEVEN.... Matty sits up and both climb to ther feet... They run at each other, and both hit a clothesline, spinning themselves in mid air. When they hit, both pop up as fast as they can- and Matty's shoved without remorse into the turnbuckle, and JT goes for the "Stigma Killer"... Matty clasps on, desperately, and pulls back- and slams JT neck and head first into the ladder. He falls back intot he ropes, nearly drained.But, he won't let the ref count, he sets up the ladder. Trunks: "What is he doing, he could have this won!" Joey: "Darn high risk people..." FOUR.... FIVE.... Matty's climbing the ladder... no one knows why but maybe it's for a super "Ego Boost".... SIX.... SEVEN.... JT uses the ladder to get up... holding his head, and Matty realizes he took too long. JT lifts one side of the ladder, as Matty shakes his head and yells not to- and he starts falling back... back back, until he lands crotch first on the top rope... collective pain by all males in the audience.... and he rides it like a cowboy does a horse. A cameraman gets his look of sorrow and pain with a close up view- and JT runs at him full blast, and Matty, with nothing else to lose, shoves him as JT jumps up- right before collision- Matty pulls himself in as he shoves JT, and JT smashes into the camra of the cameraman!! The man himself flies out onto the guardrail, as Matty falls intot he ring and JT bounces back fifty thousand feet, and the camera drops on the canvas. Joey: "Count it... let's get this over with I wanna know who's going to Cyberslam!" ONE.... only heavy breathing. TWO.... JT waves an arm. THREE.... Matty moves a leg. Both visions must be blurred. FOUR.... still nothing. FIVE.... both start up.... but neither to their feet.... SIX.... JT crawls to Matty... SEVEN... and as he does, Matty hits a low blow to JT! EIGHT!! JT falls down, as Matty climbs to his feet- Joey: "THIS IS IT! MATTY LEGEND IS GOING TO CYBER SLAM!" NINE.... all's lost for JT until... Trunks: "Kip up? What the HELL?" JT kips up and is on his feet before the ten- he looks at Matty, and dares him with a hand movement to come at him... that hand movement being a middle finger. Matty's face contorts into something evil, and he comes at JT, and both renewed, with fiery blasts... both tumble and stumble around, but Matty trips back over the camera- he falls back and JT wishbones his legs... Matty's hurt there, you see, and rolls to one side. JT picks up Matty, and throws him over the top and into the angle of the ladder... and Matty hits but JT forgot to check clearance, as the other half soars upwards and into JT's face. JT drops back, as Matty is saved by that... he rolls back into the ring, hurt, confused as to what to do next, but thinks the best thing, as he hears FOUR.... is to get up. And he does. Soaking in the jeers of the crowd, he smiles and as now we can see, his mouth is bleeding. Looking down at JT, so is his. Matty hobbles to the corner, and hobbles up for the "Ego Boost"... Once he's airborne, JT's possum-playing is over, at SEVEN, and he puts Matty to the bricks with the camera... Matty crashes into it and bounces away, totally out. JT clears to his feet, trying to maintain balance. He still has the camera in hand, and pulls at the chord. Matty's sat up but JT, as he wraps the cord around Matty's neck. Joey: "Is he allowed to do this?!" Trunks: "I don't know, but I don't think JT's the type to care what MSN thinks. Iv'e seen his promos before the Censors got to them, and let me tell ya... he's got a mouth on him." Joey slaps his forehead, as JT picks Matty up and runs him over the top, but pulls on the cord, and hangs him up over the top. matty's legs kick around and he immedately comes to life as he's trying to stop from being choked.... Joey: "This has to be illegal..." Trunks: "Nothing's illegal in these types of matchs, Joey. Now I bet you appreciate MSN-sacntioned matches alittle more." Joey: "Shut up." The ref is trying to make JT drop it, but he's got his foot positioned just right, and he's tense with the match and not letting go. Matty's turning red... and the ref will never convice JT to let up, so he rings the bell.... Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has stopped this match! As a res-" JT doesn't let go, but Matty swings his legs onto the apron. He's breaking free, as he goes under the bottom rope, and slides in- JT reaches over, and that's a mistake, as Matty can breathe now, and shoves JT- JT moves though and goes to put his foot through Matty's face with the "Sweet Chin" only Matty ducks- or rather, falls, away from it, and JT goes forward from momentum- that was it, for JT, as Matty chop blocks him in the back of the leg and JT goes down to his knees- Matty runs, and yanks the cord from his neck and uses it for a Whippersnapper on JT- JT holds his neck in pain... Announcer: "The referee has decided... this match MUST continue!" Fans cheer... As now, matty has the cord around JT's neck, but JT's not going down without a fight... Matty drags him to the corner, and tries to put him over the top, but JT scoops him and slams Matty down. He picks up the camera, and goes tot he tp for the "High Spot".... time to put Matty away, and put him away for good. He hugs the camera for the impact, and then sets sail... Trunks: "This move never connec-" Joey: "That's gotta hurt..." Matty sits up and JT's split leg lands him on top of the camera. JT rolls off, and Matty finds him in the corner, pulling the ladder on top of his chest. He bows it under the bottom rope, so JT has no room to move, and hops to the top himself..... and he has his final try at the "Ego Boost".... and as JT can't move, both are splattered in two different directions into the ladder; Matty from above, bouncing up and rolling to the center of the ring, and JT under, crushed by the weight and unable to avoid it... Joey: "This has to be it..." ONE..... TWO.... THREE... the only movement is twitching by JT Kash, and Matty grabbing a rope... FOUR.... FIVE.... SIX.... Matty's on his knees.... SEVEN.... JT wrenches under the ladder.... EIGHT.... Matty's on his feet... and JT slides from under the ladder, cougng hard... NINE..... JT sits up-...and just as he seems to be getting up, Matty punts him int he head, sneding him back on the ladder, laying on his back! TEN! Trunks: "MATTY LEGEND! MATTEY LEGEND IS GOING TO CYBERSLAM!" Joey: "JT's out. Both men have to be exhausted.... the ladder is evil, Trunks, the ladder... played a huge role int his match even though there was a ladder match before!" Announcer: "Your winner by the mandatory Ten Count, and the winner of the chance at Cyberslam.... MATTY LEGEND!!" |
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The scene cuts into the parking lot where Widow is laying face down on the concrete passed out. Someone can be heard running up to Widow. The camera pans up and we see Dominic Tiretino once again. He kneels down and rolls her over towards him. Widow head just turns like a lifeless doll to the side. Blood can be seen trickling down her forehead. He reaches his hand down and slips it under Widow's neck. Dominic: Rose stop playing these games. Widow's body lays lifeless. Dominic: Rose? Rose can you hear me? Dominic turns and looks up the cameraman. Dominic: Get help, now! The scene cuts out as Dominic runs his hand over Widow's forehead, brushing her hair away from the bloody gash. |
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Joey : Fans, it’s been a hellacious night, and I know I don’t have to tell you that�?but it’s not over. It’s not over by a long shot.
Trunks: Yeah, there’s still lots of blood to be seen.
Joey: As inconsiderate as that may have sounded, I believe my counterpart may be right�?because, ladies and gentlemen�?it’s time for the Main Event of Baptism By Blood. It’s been called the most brutal structure professional wrestling has to offer. It’s left legends broken�?and it’s made superstars. This is Hell in a Cell�?and this is where the msn/W2K Title will be defended in only a matter of minutes.
(We fade from the announcer’s table, and gradually, an image of the Hell in a Cell is shown lowering around the ring, quick flashing strobe lights bouncing off of it over and over.)
Voiceover: It’s the most debilitating environment known to man.
(We are now shown several different slow motion shots of past events that have occurred inside the cell as "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica cues up.)
Voiceover: Torn flesh.
(A man is thrown face-first into the steel chain link�?
Voiceover: Broken bones.
(�?someone else is shown being speared straight through the padlocked cell door�?
Voiceover: Bodies left to rot.
(�?and still another is lifted high into the air, atop the cell, before being brought down and straight through the roof, crashing all the way down to the canvas. All this remains in slow motion as we continue, all shown to the rhythm of the music. And now we are shown simply a shot of the bludgeoned face of a man lying completely still in the center of the ring, his eyes shut and flesh stained red.)
Voiceover: These are the consequences wagered over one common reward.
(This shot now fades away�?and we are now shown a close-up of the msn/W2K Championship Belt, light from above shimmering off its face as it turns to the side a bit.)
Voiceover: It represents the definition of greatness.
(We see a shot of Nic E. Dangerously holding the W2K Title Belt above his head in the center of the ring.)
Voiceover: It has been fought over by many.
(Black Widow, Terri Lamin Dangerously, Azrael, Christian Michaels, and, of course�?PowerTrip are all shown holding the W2K Title in front of the entire crowd in the W2K Arena.)
Voiceover: Captured by few.
(We now see the defeated carcasses of people the likes of Matt Taylor and JT Kash laid out on the bloodstained canvas.)
Voiceover: And sought after by all. It is time for two warriors to clash, once more, in a battle for the ages, waged over one prize.
(We see a close-up shot of the profile of PowerTrip on the left side of the screen�?and then a similar one of Ace Hart on the right.)
Voiceover: They will put their lives on the line.
(A shot of PowerTrip admiring his Title Belt�?and then one of Ace Hart with that hunger and determination in his eyes.)
Voiceover: One will fall.
(We see Ace Hart drop an opponent with the Guts and Glory.)
Voiceover: One will rise.
(PowerTrip is shown driving someone into the canvas with the t-RIP Express.)
Voiceover: And he will be called�?Champion.
(Suddenly, the pace is really picked up, going from slow motion clips to what seems to be super fast speed, as the music switches from "Nothing Else Matters" to "South Texas Deathride" by Union Underground. We immediately see Ace Hart hung in a crucifix position at the front of a church. This shot is quickly switched forward, where we see PowerTrip pounding Ace with a bat. As this ends, we switch to a shot from Censored, where PowerTrip is bloodily stumbling down the hallway, followed closely by Ace Hart, baseball bat in hand. Again, this switches to PowerTrip in the ring�?staring off with Ace Hart. They simply stand still, as the music slows down for a moment�?we constantly switch between their faces, as their voices ring out over it all.)
Ace Hart: The war of the claw against the hand.
PowerTrip: Hunting you will be a feat.
Ace Hart: Man against beast.
PowerTrip: Killing you will be satisfaction.
Ace Hart: Hunter against animal.
PowerTrip: May the best man win.
Ace Hart: Who is going to be the survivor?
PowerTrip: And may you BE EXPERIENCED!
"So c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, get up, get up!"
(They suddenly charge each other�?
"SOUTH TEXAS DEATHRIDE, YOU MOTHAFU-�?
(�?and just before they collide�?we cut to black�?and the music is abruptly brought to a halt.)
Voiceover: The time�?is now.
(And as the video comes to an end, we switch back to the arena where the Hell in a Cell has begun lowering, strobe lights bouncing off of it, just as they had been at the beginning of the video. The fans are in deathly silence�?they know it’s time�?and the anticipation is about ready to boil over. Not even Joey nor Trunks have anything to say right now. The silence is suddenly broken when a shot is shown of Ace Hart walking toward the entrance area, the fans cheering him loudly. Not something they would’ve expected to be doing about a month ago. He walks in silence�?the fire�?the passion written all over his face. He wants this�?he wants it bad. We switch back to inside the arena�?and we wait for it. And finally�?there it is.
"My Time" re-write with Motorhead explodes through the speakers and the crowd erupts. As red and white strobe lights scan around the crowd the entrance stage erupts with red pyros. His face is ice cold and emotionless as he proceeds from the entrance stage down the ramp with a building amount of confidence in his step. As he arrives at the bottom of the steel ramp way�?he surveys the cells�?looking it up and down�?knowing that this is it�?this is the time of battle. Ace steps forward, through the door and into that demonic cell in utter defiance, climbing onto the apron of the ring. Ace then stops and looks out at the cheering fans. He slowly raises his arms in the air and lets out a mighty roar to the crowd, who cheers back. He finally lets his arms drop before turning and stepping over the middle rope and ducking down under the top as he steps into the ring.)
Joey: Ace wants this, Trunks�?look at his face. He can feel that belt around his waist already.
(The cheers are suddenly replaced with a dense amount of boos as we but backstage, once more�?where PowerTrip is shown walking the same path that Ace had walked only moments before. The msn/W2K Title Belt is fastened tightly to his waist, his head lowered in concentration as he nears the entrance to the arena. He’s not ready to let that belt go�?and he’s willing to go through Hell to keep it.
We switch back to inside the arena, and just as before�?we are left in waiting. The suspense is gathering�?harnessing itself to suffocation�?when finally�?Heartbeats are heard blaring from the speaker as the Jumbotron lights up. We can see a panoramic view of someone standing at the edge of a building as the camera continuously circles around. The view then zooms right into the eyes of the man as the speakers now blare "1.....2.....3 GO!" Pyrotechnics explode on the stage as Step Up starts to play. The fans are in a raucous yet some boo. Through the smoke of the pyrotechnics walks out Trip. He stops at the edge of the ramp and looks to his left at all the people that either praise him or hate him, and then to the right. He raises his arms in X formation over his head as two pyrotechnics do the same. Trip appears in awe at the structure before him�?but he didn’t come here to take pictures�?he came here for a fight�?he came here to defend *his* Title Belt�?and that’s exactly what he’s going to do. He walks through the door of the cell, letting his fingertips run over the steel of the doorframe before he finally steps forward and rolls under the bottom rope. Trip goes to all four corners of the ring, raising his arms up in an x-formation, but keeping his eye on Ace Hart the entire time.
Finally, he settles in a corner and stares across the ring�?locking eyes with Ace Hart�?his challenger�?the man looking to take the MSN Title Belt�?and Ace doesn’t waver a bit. He wants that belt�?and he won’t be intimidated by a damn thing.)
Trunks: Things are about to get crazy.
Joey: The tension is high, Trunks�?extremely high.
(The referee approaches PowerTrip, extending his hands and gesturing that Trip hand the belt over. Trip reaches back, unfastening the belt and handing it off to the referee. The ref folds the belt up as he walks across the ring, displaying it to Ace Hart, who simply stares down at it with determination�?he doesn’t dare touch it, no matter how much he may want to. He’s going to earn it before he even lays a finger on that gold and leather. The referee walks back to the middle of the ring, raising the Title Belt high above his head, displaying it for the fans.)
Joey: That’s what it’s all about, Trunks.
(He carries the belt over to the side of the ring nearest the door, where a member of the crew takes it before walking out the door�?where it is closed�?chained�?and padlocked. No way in�?no way out. The referee moves back to the center of the ring�?right between Ace and Trip�?standing still for several moments, looking between the two competitors�?and finally�?he calls for the bell.
*DING DING!*)
Joey: Here we go�?it’s time to get this underway.
(Neither man is quick to start, simply walking out of their respective corners, holding strong in their eye contact. Neither even mouth a word at the other as they near each other, now both standing in the center of the ring. They don’t move for several moments�?until Ace Hart extends a hand�?a show of sportsmanship. Trip looks down at the subtle gesture, knowing what it means to shake hands before a match. It shows respect�?it shows that you’re willing to put it all on the line, and go move for move with your opponent. Trip looks around to all sides of the crowd before turning back to Ace.)
Joey: What’s Trip going to do here?
Trunks: Shaking hands before a match is for sissies.
Joey: I think you’re wrong, Trunk.
Trunks: I think you’re ugly, Joey.
(Trip now slowly�?gradually�?cautiously lifts his hand�?before extending it and grabbing Ace’s hand. They shake�?like true sportsman. CLOTHESLINE!)
Trunks: Haha, told you it was for sissies.
Joey: Usually, I’d say that was uncalled for, but this is Hell in a Cell�?nothing is uncalled for.
(Trip looks down at the floored Ace Hart with a big grin on his face. Ace tries to shake it off, but Trip isn’t about to let that happen. He stomps Ace two quick times before leaning down and getting the pick-up on Ace. The crowd has been booing since the sucker clothesline, but that’s the way things go. Trip backs Ace up to a corner before whipping him across and into the opposite buckles. Trip charges in, looking to avalanche Ace in the corner, but Ace moves�?and it seems Trip was expecting it, as he stops himself on the ropes. He smiles, pointing to the side of his head in arrogance. He turns back around and WHAM! An Ace Hart shoulder block sends PowerTrip tumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Trip gathers himself up, getting back to his feet and looking into the ring with wide eyes as Ace backs up to the center of it with a smirk on his face. Ace holds his gaze on the eyes of PowerTrip, lifting his hands and gesturing for Trip to "bring it." Trip climbs back into the ring angrily, staring off with Ace who still has a smirk on his face. Trip simply lifts a hand, throwing a physical gesture at Ace Hart�?which is blurred out due to MSN’s censoring�?I’m sure you can guess what he was doing. Ace takes the bait, and charges Trip quickly�?but Trip simply sidesteps Ace and kitchen sinks him over his knee, sending Ace flipping onto his back on the canvas.)
Trunks: Wow, I can’t believe Ace went for something like that from a guy like Trip in a match like this.
Joey: Took the words right out of my mouth.
(Trip gets another pick-up on Ace, sending him into the ropes and getting a high back body drop on the rebound, Ace’s feet hitting the ceiling of the cell on the way up. Wow, that’s dangerous. Ace clutches at his back and Trip follows up, stomping on Ace’s ribs several times before backing to the ropes and coming back with an elbow drop. He stays on for the cover and only gets two before Ace shoves him off. Trip stands up, as does Ace, and the two don’t slow down for a moment. We get our first collar-and-elbow tie-up of the match, where we see Ace get the advantage, backing Trip up to a corner. The referee doesn’t even try to separate them, knowing there are basically no rules here, but Ace loosens his grip anyway and Trip holds up his hands to let Ace back up. But, of course, Trip goes for a cheap move in an eye poke�?but Ace sees it coming, knocking Trip’s hand away and coming back in and driving his elbow right into Trip’s face. Ace keeps up his advantage, moving in on Trip and whipping him into the opposite buckles. Ace charges in, but Trip gets the boots up. Ace stops, however, catching Trip’s legs on his shoulders before tossing them over the top rope, attempting to send Trip out to the floor again. Trip lands on the apron, however�?but Ace doesn’t know it. He turns his back to Trip, just for a moment�?and that’s all it takes. Trip reaches in and wraps his hands around Ace’s face, dropping down to the floor with a reverse hangman, giving Ace a whiplash type effect across the top rope. "Ohhhhh.")
Trunks: That’ll get you an advantage.
Joey: Obviously.
(Trip turns back to the door of the cell for a moment, looking at the lock and really realizing that there’s no way out. He doesn’t let it phase him too much as he kneels down beneath the ring�?looking for something.)
Joey: What is he doing?
(Trip finds what he was looking for�?coming out with a baseball bat in hand, looking down at it. It’s the same bat he used when he had Ace in that church.)
Trunks: You know, I’ve always wondered�?why the hell do we keep all that crap under the ring?
Joey: That’s like asking why the sky is blue, Trunks.
(Trip rolls back into the ring with the bat�?looking down at Ace still writhing around after that neck-snap across the top rope. He stays out of Ace’s sight as he takes a batter’s stance, tapping the bat to the canvas and then on the bottom of both of his boots. He raises the bat over his shoulder, ready to swing. Finally, Ace stands�?and Trip swings for the fences! Right for Ace’s head�?and Ace ducks! SAMBO SUPLEX ON POWERTRIP! Ace with the cover�?one�?two�?th- KICKOUT! Damn that was a quick exchange. The bat rolls across the ring and almost to the floor, but stops just short. Ace gets the pick-up on Trip and forces him back to the corner. Trip reverses the whip and sends Ace into the opposite buckles, charging in�?and being lifted HIGHHH into the air and OVER the top rope to the floor! Trip just misses bashing his face on the steel steps! Ace follows Trip out, and for the first time, both men are outside the ring at the same time.)
Joey: This is where it gets dangerous, fans.
Trunks: Yeah, that baseball bat was nothing.
(Ace stalks up to Trip, watching him try to pull himself back up to his feet. As Trip gets back up, Ace spins him around�?and Trip gets a double-leg takedown! He holds onto the ankles, sets it up, and�?CATAPULTS ACE HART INTO THE STEEL RINGPOST! "Ohhhhh." Trip gets back up to his feet, knowing he has to follow up. He moves over to Ace and�?
Trunks: Oh, my God!
Joey: Ace is busted wide open!
(That he is. Ace Hart is bleeding all over the place. Trip knows he has the definite advantage now, as he gets the pick-up on Ace. He grabs Ace by the back of the head and presses his forehead to the wall of the steel cell, looking all around the arena for approval. They boo him�?but he proceeds to grate Ace’s already busted flesh against the side of the cell, scraping him open even more. Trip tosses Ace to the floor again before posing for the crowd. They boo him some more, but he doesn’t give it a second thought. He picks Ace up to his feet again, setting himself before pulling Ace to him, whipping him as hard as he can to the steel steps. Rather than turning his back to the steps, as one would typically do�?Ace simply runs into the steps with his legs, flipping over them. Now that had to f*cking hurt. He’s grabbing at his legs as Trip approaches him, once more. PowerTrip is in complete control here, and everyone knows it�?including both competitors. Ace crawls away from Trip on the floor at ringside between the cell and the ring on the side nearest the entryway, and Trip is stalking him closely�?almost toying with his challenger. Ace crawls around the corner as Trip catches up to him, getting the pick-up again. Trip is going to do the same thing, only this time to the steps on the opposite side of the ring. He sets�?and pulls as hard as he can�?but Ace doesn’t budge! Ace pulls Trip toward him�?and whips him face-first into the wall of the cell!!! Trip is stunned and Ace stumbles back to about halfway down the side of the ring. Trip turns back, still pretty dazed and�?THE CROWN! GORE! GORE! GORE! THROUGH THE CELL WALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Trunks: HOLY SH*T!!!!!!!!
Joey: OH, MY GOD!!!!
("DFPAOISDFNAPSDOIFMASPDFOIUAWP!!!" THE FANS ARE GOING CRAZY! They’re now OUTSIDE the cell! Ace finally struggles back to his feet after several moments and looks around�?realizing what he’s done. They’re outside the cell�?and he has a lot more freedom to do what he wishes with Trip’s now damn near broken carcass. Ace brings a hand slowly up to his face, touching it lightly�?before looking down and recognizing his own blood. He leans down over Trip, flinging the blood onto him before getting a pick-up. Ace whips Trip into the guardrail with all the strength he can muster. The railing almost topples over, but manages to hold up. Ace stalks over to Trip and pulls him off the guardrail, slamming his forehead into the support beam at the corner of the cell. He pulls Trip back by his hair�?and slams his head into the beam again! Again! Again! Finally, Ace lets Trip slump down to his knees, where he pulls his head back to reveal a helluvalot of blood pouring down his face. Trip finally reaches back and almost instinctively pokes Ace in the eyes, causing him to stumble back. This is Trip’s chance to get away and regain his composure, and so he tries. He pulls himself up to his feet and walks up behind Ace, dumping him over the rail and into the crowd to buy himself some time. Trip stumbles along the side of the cell, passed the entryway, passed the hole in the wall, and around the corner, where he stops to take a breather, leaning all his weight against the wall of the cell.)
Joey: Trip is using his time in the best way he possibly can.
Trunks: And that’s why he’s Champion, Joey.
(Suddenly, Trip sees Ace pop up on the other side of the ring and climb back over the guardrail. Trip looks all around himself, into the crowd, up the entryway�?and then he looks to the ceiling. No, he’s not thinking�?oh crap�?that’s exactly what he’s thinking. And so�?he starts to climb. Trip is climbing up the side of the cell, toward the roof.)
Joey: So maybe he isn’t as smart as we thought.
Trunks: Maybe.
(Ace sees Trip climbing�?and starts to climb himself, on the opposite side of the cell. Trip pulls himself over the ledge and rolls onto his back, resting for a moment before getting up to his feet on the roof of the cell. Ace is about halfway up now, and Trip begins to stumble toward that side of the cell. Ace continues climbing, and as he makes it to the top, Trip tries to cut him off. He reaches down to punch Ace, but Ace uses one hand to block it, and then that same hand to punch Trip in the face himself. Trip stumbles back, giving Ace just enough time to pull himself over the ledge and onto the roof of the cell. Trip turns back�?and the two men are face to face on top of Hell in a Cell. This is where things get really serious. Ace stalks up to Trip and throws a right hand, but it’s blocked, and Trip throws one of his own that connects.)
Joey: They’re fighting on top of the cell!
Trunks: This is not good. They’re going to die. I just know it. They’re going to die.
(Ace throws a punch that connects this time, and hard, backing Trip up, nearer to the middle of the roof. Ace throws another punch, but this one is blocked�?and Trip uses his free arm to grab Ace in a hiplock takeover! The roof holds up. Phew. Trip stomps the bloody face of Ace Hart a couple times before reaching down and getting the pick-up. Trip bends Ace over and tucks his head under his legs before looking all around the crowd.)
Joey: NO!
Trunks: HE WOULDN’T!
Joey: HE COULDN’T!
(HE’S GONNA POWERBOMB HIM ON TOP OF THE CELL! Ace counters out! Double leg takedown! Ace holds onto Trip’s legs�?steps through�?wraps them up�?AND TURNS TRIP OVER! SHARPSHOOTER ON TOP OF THE CELL!!! This is one of the most memorable shots the crowd has ever seen.)
Joey: Look at that!
(We get a far-off shot of the Sharpshooter applied on the roof of the cell, PowerTrip screaming in pain and trying to fight out of the hold the entire time. His blood is dripping from his chin and falling all the way to the canvas of the ring so far below. Trip finally takes a moment to concentrate�?planting his hands on the roof of the cell beneath him�?and pushing himself up with all his strength, using his legs, his arms, his back�?anything he can think of�?TO PUSH ACE OFF OF HIM! THE HOLD IS RELEASED! Ace falls flat on his face while Trip clutches in pain at his legs and back! PowerTrip struggles�?fights back to his feet, gritting his teeth through all the pain. He’s got a bit of a limp now. Ace stands up with his back turned to Trip and stumbles backwards�?turning just in time�?FOR TRIP TO PICK HIM UP ACROSS HIS SHOULDERS!)
Joey: NO!
(T-RIP EXPRESS!!!
THROUGH THE ROOF OF THE CELL!!!!!!
AND BOTH MEN PLUMMET ALL THE WAY TO THE CANVAS!!!!!!!!!!
THROUGH THE RING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Trunks: HOLY F***ING SH*T *****************************************
(Trunks takes a breath.)
Trunks: SON OF A *********************************!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joey: OH, MY GOD!!!
(Neither Trip nor Ace can be seen in the hole that they made in the ring�?but the referee slides in! One�?two………………………�?. THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*DING DING!*)
Joey: IT’S OVER!!!
Trunks: WHO WON?!?
(The referee reaches into the hole where both men are, and raises one of their arms�?causing PowerTrip to rule out of the hole!!!)
Joey: TRIP!!!
Trunks: POWERTRIP!!!!!
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and STILL MSN/W2K CHAMPION�?POWERTRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!"
(The fans want to boo�?but after that match�?they just can’t do it. The referee takes the Title Belt from ringside, and drapes it across the waist of the unconscious PowerTrip as "Step Up" rocks the house. PowerTrip is still the Champion of MSN.) |
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