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| W2K Presents Wrestlegeddon!! | | | 
| | Wrestlegeddon
Deadline: Sunday @ Midnight Central
Venue: W2K Arena, San Antonio, Texas How to send in your strat
>>> Information <<< | | *Card Subject To Change* | Main Event
FTW Cage
W2K Title | | W2K Champion
Black Widow
vs
Jacob Mitchell
vs
Cross
Cross and Jacob tricked the entire W2K, and got this triple threat labeled match. Now Widow is forced to defend her title against two men instead of one, thanks to Ryan Cain from the last months Battle Royal ending. Last week on RAGE Widow went up to JT Kash and demanded to be put inside of Cross' very own FTW Cage. Will this anger blinded decisision end up being her worst mistake yet? Or can Widow pull out the impossible and defeat both NLS members? | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Seven
Singles
ONE FALL | | John Mage
vs
Ryan Cain
Former 'allies' turned bitter rivals. John Mage has appeared to have the upper hand on Ryan Cain over the past couple of weeks, if this continues how can Ryan ever hope to compete with the man who tried to direct him to the top prize in the company? | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Six
Canadian Rules
ONE FALL | | Drew Stevenson
vs
Scott Blaze
Blaze and Drew have been caught up in a war over the Triad title along with Jason Striker over the last couple of months now, with Striker and now the Triad title seemingly out of the picture for good. Drew and Scott are left to do battle over the newly introduced championship belt. The new title and the match stipulation are rumored to be announced at Wrestlegeddon by Jeremy McMillion himself. Canadian Rules Match -- A match in which a wrestler must pin his opponent for a 5 count. After the 5 count, the pinned wrestler then has 10 seconds to respond to the bell before he is beaten. A Canadian Rules match for a championship can not end by submission, only pin fall. If both wrestlers are simultaneously knocked down, the first man to his feet by the count of 10 is then declared the winner. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Five
Special Referee [Rebecca Rancid]
FATAL 4 WAY CHAMPIONESS TITLE | | Championess
Isabella Taylor
vs
Morgan
vs
Alia Starr
vs
Sapphire Lopez
These three thought they had a plan of unity two weeks ago, but that all fell apart when they were still unable to keep Rebecca Rancid down. Now Rebecca has her sights set on the Championess title as do these three, how is this going to play out with her being the special referee in this match? Now with Izzy thrown in the mix, the title is on the line. This is anyones game now. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Four
Hardcore Match
ONE FALL | | VorTeX
vs
Xtremist
vs
Chance
These two had some complications last week coming up with a clear winner. Now they're here to settle it at Wrestlegeddon, not only that, but the rules are GONE. Hardcore style match, who's really more extreme? I just added Chance cause he was being a crybaby. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Three
Singles
ONE FALL | | Lesmond
vs
JJ Cool J
Random match of the night. We know for sure these tow don't care too much for each other, dating way back in time, but why they've been put in a match together at Wrestlegeddon I'll never know, wait. I booked it, haha losers. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Two
Pit Fight
ONE FALL | | Scott Taylor
vs
Vincent Gunn
Standard MMA rules apply in this pit fight style match. We go for three rounds, first to be knocked out, submitted or if it comes down to it the judges decision wins this fight. A special octagon shaped cage has been set up in the back of the arena for this fight. | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match One
Balcony Dive
ONE FALL (Literally) | | Jatt Star
vs
Joe E Legend
A balcony has been set up and taken off limits by the fans for this one match. The way to win is simple. Lift your opponent up and drop him up and over the balcony to the floor below. | | -------------------------------------------- | | | d |
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The scene opens up with Alia lying on the cement floor in the hallway. She is screaming out in pain, holding her ankle close to her as she can. Referees are gathered around her, seeing she was okay. All she could do was screaming in pain from want had happen. Through all the screaming, Sapphire is laughing at Alia. She was leaning up against the wall, laughing and staring at Alia.
Sapphire- “Does that hurt? Did I break you poor little ankle?�?
Sapphire laughs some more as she watch the medical team trying to tend to her.
Sapphire- “I don't think so buddy.�?
Sapphire grabs one on the medical guys and threw him up against the wall. She grabs Alia's ankle again and place it in ankle lock. You could hear snapping of some more of the bone in her ankle. Sapphire laughs as the scene fades out. |
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[The camera fades to the W2K Ring. The match is ready too go, as we have CHANCE, XTREMIST and VORTEX in the ring�?circling, hands out a little, ready for whatever happens first. Chance looks across from Xtremist, then over too Vortex�?Chance grins.. Vortex raises a brow, and Xtremist steps forward, teasing the two…] Trunks: Should be a good match�?/FONT> Joey: Anything with Hardcore rules is good. Trunks: Take last night as an example. I went ‘at it�?with your mom, that was certainly Hardcore. Joey: …[We hear some small blubbering from the Commentary booth�?Chance turns to the crowd, stomping his foot... and doing a slow clap three times.. getting the crowd involved] *DING DING* [Xtremist runs across the ring, catching Chance off guard with a club to the back of the neck�?Xtremist pulls Chance away from the corner, and knees him in the gut. Xtremist grabs his head, and gives him a swift HEADBUTT!... Chance staggers back, before getting a Short Closeline from Xtremist. Vortex stands by the ropes, grinning�?Xtremist turns round, Vortex bursts toward him at pace�?Xtremist ducks closeline attempt, going round to the back of Vortex�?grabbing his lower back and lifting him for a Back Drop. Xtremist gets too his feet, raising his arms out to the side and screaming out, getting cheers from the crowd. Xtremist help Chance to his feet.. HARD irish whip to the opposite turnbuckle�?Xtremist follows in, going for a STINGER SPLASH.. but Chance grabs the top rope and ducks under it.. Xtremist grabs the turnbuckle, stopping himself.. he turns round�?BASEMENT DROPKICK BY CHANCE!.. Xtremist falls too his knees] Joey: I’m sensing something totally ‘SIK�?is about to happen! [Chance jumps up�?DROPKICK TO XTREMIST’S FACE!!! Xtremist rolls around the mat in pain, holding his face�?Chance scrambles too his feet, Vortex is up.. and he delivers a hard uppercut too Chance�?Chance staggers around a little, Vortex grabs his foot and lifts his leg up.. DRAGON SCREW!!.. Vortex scrambles over for the cover�?ONE.. TW-KICK OUT!.. Vortex grabs Chances head and lifts him up to his feet�?Vortex delivers a right hand too Chances jaw.. then makes Chance ducks down a little, and drives an elbow into the top of his head�?Vortex grabs his head under his arm, and hits a Vertical Suplex on Chance.] Trunks: Looks like Xtremist is thinking of using the ‘Hardcore rules�?stipulation. [Xtremist is under the ring. He crawls backwards, pulling out a Singapore Cane. Xtremist gets too his feet, raising the Cane into the air and getting a major pop from the crowd. Vortex waits, telling Xtremist to come in�?Xtremist waits, smiling�?he quickly slides in, scrambling too his feet�?Xtremist runs forward, DUCKING the closeline... both men turn to each other�?XTREMIST SLAMS THE CANE INTO VORTEX’S HEAD!... Vortex collapses to the mat... Chance is up! Chance spins Xtremist round, and knees him in the gut hard�?Chance runs back, springboarding off the middle rope, doing a Moonsault in the air�?XTREMIST SLAMS THE CANE INTO CHANCE’S FOREHEAD WHILST HE’S IN MID-AIR!!] Trunks: HOLY SHIT!! Joey: WOAHH!!!!!! [Chance is on his stomach.. not moving much�?Xtremist drops the Cane, collapsing too his knees�?Xtremist rolls Chance over, seeing BLOOD all over Chance’s forehead. Xtremist hooks the leg�?ONE�? TWO�?. KICK-OUT!!!] Trunks: Huh? How? Joey: Probably Instinct, Trunks Trunks: Psshht. Loser. [Xtremist pushes Chance away�?Xtremist grabs his Singapore Cane, and gets too his feet�?Xtremists grabs Vortex’s hair with one hand, lifting him too his feet�?Xtremist tries to press the cane too his throat but Vortex grabs his arm and twists it, knee to the gut!.. Vortex kicks the Cane out of his hand. Vortex elbows Xtremist hard in the nose, dragging him to the ropes�?Vortex grabs his head, and jumps up.. springboarding off the middle rope, landing on Xtremist’s head and hitting a Headscissors Takeover!... Vortex quickly scrambles out the ring, he lifts up the apron curtain and grabs a STEEL CHAIR!... Vortex rolls in. Xtremist gets too his feet.. Vortex raises the chair, swinging it to Xtremists head- HE DUCKS IT!!.. Vortex turns round and gets the chair kicked out his hand.. Xtremist goes for a kick too his gut, but Vortex catches it�?ENZIGURI BY XTREMIST!... Xtremist slowly gets too his feet, he grabs Vortex by the head and drags him up. Xtremist pushes him in to the corner…] Trunks: Look at Chance, Joey, this guys out of it�?/FONT> Joey: Looks like it Trunks, that was a sick shot.. [Xtremist gives Vortex body blows. He lifts him by the waist, sitting him on the turnbuckle�?Xtremist climbs to the top rope, raising a fist for the �?0 Punch�?manouver…but Vortex LOWS BLOWS HIM!!... Vortex slips under Xtremist legs, landing on the mat�?Vortex grabs Xtremist’s legs, looking up at his face�?CHANCE IS MOVING!!... Chance slides the chair toward the corner!............. POWERBOMB BY VORTEX!!.. ONTO THE CHAIR!!!!] Joey: OHHHH!!!! [Vortex lays back, breathing heavy�?Vortex bends forward, hooking Xtremist’s leg over�?. ONE�?. TWO�? CHANCE BREAKS IT UP!... Vortex and Chance slowly get up to their feet.. Chance rubs the blood away, sending a sharp jab too Vortex’s head. Xtremist rolls away from the action�?Chance stomps on Vortex knee, stunning him for a moment. Chance grabs the top rope�?Springboarding off the middle rope.. Grabbing Vortex’s head�?TORNADO DDT ON THE CHAIR!!!!... VORTEX IS BUSTED OPEN!!.. Chance covers him!.. ONE.. TWO�?THRRR- KICK OUT!!!] Joey: Jesus Christ, two outta three competitors are bleeding profusely here and yet the match is still goin! [Chance slowly gets too his feet. He bends down, grabbing the chair.. Xtremist grabs the ropes, using them too get up…Xtremist slowly staggers, turning round too Chance�?Chance raises the chair�? SUPER KICK BY XTREMIST!!! Chance is laid out�?Xtremist decides to go to the outside though!] Joey: Kinda weird, he could’ve won it right there?!? [Xtremist looks under the ring. Pulling out a small white Bag. Xtremist lifts the Bag onto the apron, and rolls in himself…Vortex is up, he shakes his head, wiping away some blood. Vortex staggers toward him, Xtremist swings the bag at his head! VORTEX DUCKS... the bag is released and drops to the mat.. Vortex locks his arms round Xtremist’s waist!.. GERRRRMAN SUPLEXX!!!!!.. Vortex keeps his arms locked�?lifting Xtremist back too his feet again�?GERRRMAN SUPLEXXXX!!!... Vortex holds on, lifting him up again!!...Vortex tries to do it again, but Xtremist wraps his foot round Vortex’s foot�?stopping him. Vortex clubs Xtremist hard in the back. Vortex goes for a Back Suplex.. but Xtremist flips over his back, onto his feet�?Xtremist pushes Vortex forward into the ropes.. Vortex turns round.. DUCKING A SUPERKICK ATTEMPT!... Xtremist gets his foot hooked over the ropes…Vortex grabs the Steel Chair�?SLAMMING IT INTO XTREMIST’S BACK!] Joey: Damnit!!! Trunks: w00t! [Chance rolls out the ring. Xtremist collapses too the mat. Vortex grabs his arm and leg, dragging him to the corner. Vortex climbs the ropes, facing inwards�?Vortex poses for a moment.. Chance is right behind him on the outside!./. Vortex dives off.. ‘HOMICIDAL FLIP!!’�?Chance climbs up the turnbuckle like a shot!!.... Vortex grabs his gut, he slowly hooks Xtremist’s leg!.... ONE�?. TWO�?TOP ROPE LEG DROP BY CHANCE! Landing on the back of Vortex’s HEAD!!!... Vortex grabs his head and rolls away.. Chance scrambles over too him.. hooking the leg�?ONE�? TWO�?KICK OUT!!... Chance screams out, turning round and hooking Xtremists leg!.. ONE�?. TWO�? THRR- KICK OUT!!!] Joey: The resilience being shown here is just off the charts, Trunks. Trunks: True, Joey. I wonder what’s spurring them on�?I mean, there’s no gold on the line. [Chance punches the mat in frustration. He shakes his head, slowly getting to his feet. Chance raises his arms up and down quickly, getting the crowd too come alive. They do so, the arenas fills with amazing noise. Chance picks Xtremist up�?He levels him with a stiff right hand�?Xtremist fights back with a right hand. Xtremist nails Chance in the gut quickly�?irish Whip�?Chance hits the ropes and runs straight straight into a TILT-A-WHIRL BACK BREAKER!!!... Xtremist quickly hooks the leg.. ONE.. TWO�?KICK OUT!!] Trunks: Ooo close fall, I reckon this ones nearly over. [Xtremist see’s Vortex getting up. He quickly grabs him and clubs him in the back�?Xtremist drags Vortex into the centre. Xtremist nails him in the jaw�?Vortex staggers back�?Xtremist burst forward with a closeline Vortex ducks under, he grabs Xtremists waist, lifting him, and hitting an Atomic Drop. Xtremist collapses too his knees�?the Singapore cane is right infront of him!... Vortex turns his attention too Chance. Vortex helps him up, and drags him into the centre of the ring�?Xtremist turns to Vortex, whos back is turned to him. Xtremist puts the Cane in-between Vortex’s legs, and quickly moves it UP!!] Trunks: Ohhhhhhh Sorry MRS. VORTEX.. But they’ll be NOOO Kids this year! [Vortex collapses too his knees�?the Fans feel his pain, shouting "oooooooo!!". Xtremist picks Vortex back up, and pushes him hard into the turnbuckle�?Vortex drops down, sitting in the corner, still grabbing his crotch. Xtremist turns round and gets SPEARED INTO THE TURNBUCKLE BY CHANCE!!!... Xtremist holds his back, and ropes down in the corner, sitting against Vortex. Both mens legs spread out…] Joey: Whats he doin�?now? [Chance goes to that little bag which Xtremist got out earlier. He unzips it and pulls out a BOWLING BALL!.. Chance stands near the opposite corner too his opponents, in a bowling pose, grinning] Trunks: Oohh, NO! Joey: At least Vortex will be spared this time, looks like Xtremist will get the impact! [Chance grins.. He BOWLS IT!!.. XTREMIST ROLLS OUT THE WAY! THE BALLS HITS VORTEX IN THE BALLS!!!] Joey: AHHHHHH!! Trunks: Forget not USING it, he may not even have ‘IT�?anymore!!! [Xtremist gets up. He runs into Chance quickly, Chance pushes Xtremist towards the ropes�?Xtremist hits them and ducks a closeline,. He hits the other ropes, and flies back with a Flying Forearm on Chance! Both men scrambles to their feet, Xtremist obviously gets up first though. He knees Chance in the gut, clubs his back, and lifts him onto his shoulder!!... Xtremist walks to the ropes�?HITTING A D-V-D OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!.. Chance’s lower back this the edge of the apron and he collapses to the mat!] Trunks: It’s that weight advantage, Joey. Chance is around 150/160 lbs.. Xtremist is more like 235lbs? [Xtremist turns too Vortex. Vortex gets to his feet slowly.. Xtremist stomps down on the mat, screaming "COME OOOOON!!"�? Vortex staggers towards the centre and Xtremist grabs his head, ready to hit "XTREME-ATIZED�?. but Vortex elbows him in the side of the head. Xtremist backs off, Vortex kicks him in the gut�?Vortex hits him with a stiff right�?Xtremist comes back with a sharp left hand�? KNIFE-EDGE CHOP BY XTREMIST!!... "WHOO!!"�?Vortex shakes his head, he steps back, picking up the Singapore Cane!... Xtremist’s eyes open quickly, he turns round and grabs the steel Chair from the mat�?They turn round, straight away swinging their weapons out of desperation.. hitting each other on the forehead…They collapses too the mat�?They each roll inwards onto their backs.. laying next too eachother…] Joey: Stalemate? Trunks: Heh- WAIT!!! [The Crowd ERUPTS!!!... Chance emerges on the apron with a Steel Chair in hand! He’s at the apron on the sides of the two men�?Chance grins, he grabs the top rope.. propelling himself up, springboarding off the top rope�?Chance, in mid-air, places a steel chair under hie out-stretched legs.. landing a LEG DROP ON THE MEN’S HEADS!!!!!] Trunks: NO-NO-NO-NO- HOLY CRAP.. IS THAT EVEN LEGAL;?????? Joey: IT’S A HARDCORE MATCH DAMNIT!!!! [Chance rolls off, rubbing the bottom of his legs�?he rolls back over onto the two men�? ONE…�?TWO…�?THREEEEEEEE!!!!!!!.... "Aint my Bitch" by Metallica bursts through the PA System!!... The Fans ERUPT into Cheers�?Chance gets lifted too his feet] "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.. HERE IS YOUR WINNERRR…CHAAAANCEEE!!!" [Chance raises his arms, he collapses onto the top rope, breathing heavy. Chance grins.. Vortex and Xtremist roll over, all three men are bloodied] Joey: Hell of an effort here. HELL.. of an effort. Trunks: No doubt. [Chance rolls out the ring�?we fade too black] |
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The scene opens up with Sapphire knocking on Isabella's locker room. She stood there for a minute or two, until she swings open door and sees Isabella on her cell. When Isabella heard the slam of the door, her eyes looks up and towards Sapphire who was standing in the door way.
Sapphire- “I started something long time ago and now I want to end it soon!�?
Isabella- “Get out of here! You don't belong in here!�?
Sapphire laughs and rushes towards Isabella and tackles her down to the couch. The women wrestled around, throwing punches here and there. Until Sapphire breaks the fight by throwing a upper cut to Isabella's jaw. It knocked Isabella back to the ground, giving Sapphire time enough to get up and start bashing on the hurt ribs of Isabella's. You could hear the pain the cries from Isabella, trying to stop Sapphire, but couldn't.
Sapphire- “You think I don't know anything about being a true champion. Yet you think you are one. Bull fucking shit!�?
Sapphire keeps on at the ribs until referees came into the locker room to grab Sapphire from Isabella. They grabbed her arms to pull her back, but she was too strong for them to hold her back long enough.
Sapphire- “One more shot and you're threw for tonight! BITCH!�?
She gives one last kick to Isabella's ribs and the referee's carried her away. Laughter was coming out of Sapphire's mouth as it trailed down the hallways of the arena. Isabella was in pain holding onto her ribs closely.
Joey- “This doesn't look good for the match.�?
Trunks- “I do have to agree with you. Sapphire has pushed Isabella's buttons and Isabella pushed Sapphire's.�?
Joey- “Its only matter of time to see who would be crowned for the Championess Title.�?/FONT> |
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Back in the NLS locker room we see Cross sitting there with a cell phone held to his ear, his face covered with frustration as he bites down on his fingernails before flipping the phone shut and tossing it over to Seifer. Seifer: Still nothing? Cross: I don't know what the fuck is going on, but I can't get an answer. Back to ringside. Trunks: What was that all about? Joey: I have no idea. |
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[The camera opens up on a door. The plaque on the door reads "GENERAL LOCKER ROOM". The camera backs off a little though, as Drew Stevenson walks into the shot. He stops at the door then opens it.. Drew casually walks through the doorway, with a Gym Bag over his shoulder. Drew walks into the centre of the room, there’s a large open space.. around the walls it a Wooden bench with Lockers attached above them to the wall. Drew dumps his bag on the bench�?across the room is a large man. He’s got a T-Shirt and wrestling tights on�?He sits on a regular plastic chair, facing the wall�?looking down.. Drew raises a brow, he takes a step towards the guy…]Drew Stevenson:... Hey? [No reply�?Drew seems very curious now. He walks toward the man, standing just a few feet away from him now…]Drew Stevenson: You new here? Haven’t seen you around, man. My name’s Drew. [We hear a Sniff�?But no real response]Drew Stevenson: Whats your name? ".. Ja.. Jacob"[There’s a cough�?Jacob clears his throat, and doesn’t move at all]Drew Stevenson: You alright man? Got something on your mind? Jacob: .. M... Hm.mm.. Hm [Jacob mumbles for a couple more seconds, quietly. Drew steps closer] Drew Stevenson: �?I didn’t catch that, man! [Jacob's chair shuffles back slightly.. His head goes inwards more, like he's hiding]Jacob: N.. NO.. No.. no you wouldn't understand.. N-NO.. No... [Jacob groans for a second, like a petulant kid]Jacob: Go... [Drew slightly backs off a few inches, his eyes staring down at Jacob]Drew Stevenson: I've got nothing against you man! I'm not going to jump you or anything. Jacob: B-BETTER NOT... N-No.. They wouldn't like it...[Drew narrows his eyes looking confused! He slightly shakes his head]Drew Stevenson: Hey, calm down man! [Jacob turns his head for the first time, twisting it sharply]Jacob: N-No I WON'T CALM DOWN!!!!!... Ah.. ahhhh.... [Jacob turns back, rubbing his forehead frantically with both hands. Drew shakes his head, he begins backing off a bit]Drew Stevenson: You need me to get you the medical trainer man? Jacob: Wh-WHY won't you LEAVE... M-Medics.. N.. No.. No No....[Jacob looks to be getting up very slowly.. Drew steps forward cautiously, reaching out....Drew Stevenson: If you wanna talk man, I'm here! Sometimes talking is the best thing! Jacob: J-Just LEAVE!!![Jacob turns round, forcing his hands into Drew's chest and pushing him hard to the ground... Jacob stares down at Drew, both speechless.. Jacob walks off very quickly... escaping out the door... Drew breathes heavy�?We fade too Black] |
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The scene opens up to Isabella Taylor walking in the halls. She wears the championess belt around her waist as she will be defending it tonight at the pay per view. Sweat drips from her forehead and her grey t-shirt seems to be a little damp. It looks as though she had just gotten out of the gym. As she turns left, Isabella bumps into someone. She looks up only to come face to face with Rebecca Rancid. Thinking it was just an accident, she tries to walk past Rebecca but instead, Rebecca moves back up in front of her again preventing her from getting any farther. Isabella stops and stares at Rebecca. She has a look of repugnance on her face while Rebecca just wears a cocky smirk. "Have we met before?"she cocks an eyebrow and looks Rebecca from head to toe. "Not yet." Rebecca replies still not being able to take that smug look off her face. "Oh.. I'm sorry. Rebecca Rancid." she puts her hand out there waiting for Isabella to shake it. But Izzy just glares at her furiously. "I see how it is." Rebecca says brining her hand back to her side. "I hope you know that i'm going to be refereeing your match tonight against Morgan, Sapphire and Alia." "Am I supposed to worried?" she asks crossing her arms waiting and for Rebecca's response. "I've been keeping my eye on you for a very long time now. I know it doesn't come off as a surprise to you.. but I just wanted you to know.. that." She takes a moment to look at the belt around Izzy's waist. "I don't think that belt looks as good on you as it did when you first held it. I'm sorry.. maybe it's just me.. or your waist is getting a little too big." she shrugs. Isabella takes a moment to look down at her waist and then looks back at Rebecca with nothing but sheer disgust. But before she can say anything Rebecca continues to lecture her. "I think maybe you should lose some weight.. or that title." she points right at the championess title on her waist. "It's not going to be yours any more." she stands back with her arms crossed this time. "Look.. I don't care what you do to screw me out there, if those are your intentions but this title is staying around my waist." She pushes Rebecca's shoulder and makes her way across the hall and towards her locker room. |
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The bell sounds with all three divas stand in the middle of the ring ready to go as Rebecca Rancid calls for the bell �?*DING DING*. Isabella immediately is their first target. Sapphire and Morgan have their eyes on the champion like hawks. They picture them selves tearing her apart through their eyes, almost. They both charge�?Izzy for a double clothesline�? Both Morgan and Sapphire duck the attempt. Izzy turns�?double kick to the midsection on to Izzy. Both contenders lift her for a double release fisherman! Izzy’s back bounces off the mat as Morgan releases the hold but Sapphire turns Izzy over with the position still locked and connects with another fisherman suplex, this time solo. She lifts Izzy again�?Morgan grabs her from the other side�?double fisherman suplex again! This time Sapphire lets go but Morgan hangs on�?a solo fisherman suplex there!
Joey: From a double Fisherman, to a single from Sapphire, to a double again�?to a single from Morgan. Was that something or what.
Izzy is down and begins to roll out of the ring. But where the hell does she think she’s going? Sapphire begins to stomp on her, blocking her path of exit. With out warning�?Morgan clotheslines Sapphire out of the ring! Sapphire falls hard on the outside as Morgan lifts Izzy and begins to choke her on the second rope! Morgan hears no count and out of instinct doesn’t let go of the choke.
Joey: Oh come on!!! Rebecca should be doing the damn count!
Trunks: Maybe she’s just being more lenient. Most refs are stupid and overreact about everything! You’re talking like if Izzy’s gonna die.
Rebecca steps in and points at Morgan lecturing her�?she begins to choke Izzy on the second rope while lectuturing Morgan, yelling out, “you cant do this�?
Joey: You have got to be kidding me!
Trunks: You see!!! She is showing Morgan what not to do. Now that is professional. You show the example, for they wont do it again.
Rebecca lets go and points at Morgan all serious as the crowd boos. Morgan is thinking this for way too long, Sapphire grabs her from the ankles on the outside and slides her right out forcefully! *BAM*�?face first on the mat! Ugly fall there! Sapphire locks in the ankle lock on the outside!!! Morgan tries rolling out of it�?not being able to. Meanwhile in the ring Isabella stands up looking over at Rebecca with eyes to kill. Rebecca tells Izzy to keep her eye on her opponents. Morgan spins her self over shoving her foot forcefully, sending Sapphire face first into the steel steps!!!
Joey: Sapphire is busted open folks!!!
Indeed she is, the top step falls off the bottom on as she rests over the bottom one. Blood flowing down her forehead. Morgan climbs the ring apron, from the corner of her eye Izzy sees this�?and runs back jamming her elbow over Morgan’s face! Morgan falls off the ring apron on to the mats below! Now with both her opponents out on the outside Izzy turns back to Rebecca. With her pure body language you can tell Izzy is telling her about the choke earlier. Sapphire flies!!!!!! Izzy turns�?too late�?Springboard Cross-body off the top rope!!! 1.�?.�? Izzy was a fraction of a second away from losing her Championess!!!…Sapphire lifts Izzy�?DD--- NO reversal by Izzy�?Inverted DD--- wait, Sapphire back flips landing behind Izzy�?pushes her on to the ropes�?Morgan with a right hand from the ring apron�?Izzy staggers back�?roll up by Sapphire!!!!! 1.�?.2.�?.Morgan breaks it up!!! Morgan lifts Sapphire for an Irishwhip�?on the reversal by Sapphire�?but Morgan reverses it again but haults Sapphire with a knee to the ribs!!! DDT right there! Sapphire’s already bloody forehead smashes on to the mat!!! Cover�?.�?2.�?Izzy breaks the count! Izzy lifts Morgan�?snap-suplex! Sapphire is back up�?She comes back to her feet HBK style�?Sapphire charges�?ZERO kick on Sapphire!!! The huge pop over Sapphire’s jaw is heard across the arena!
Joey: She got that from Ryan Cain�?this should be it�?
Rebecca takes forever to do the cover�? 1.………………�?
Joey: Oh come on�?
She makes sure al carefully that sapphire’s shoulders are down�?2.�?
Joey: 1,2,3... Its over!!!
Trunks: She has to make sure the shoulders are down Joey. This is her first time officiating. She doesn’t want to screw up! Give her a break!!!
Morgan breaks the count! She lifts the Champion and quickly lets a huge chop to the chest ring out! Izzy backs up cringing in pain as Morgan delivers another. Morgan releases a few more�?with “woooo�?chants ringing out in honor of the Nature boy. Suddenly, Izzy ignites a huge chop of her own! Morgan responds with her own. Izzy again! Morgan with another chop!! Izzy bitch slaps Morgan across the face! As Morgan staggers Izzy delivers a huge chop across her chest, knocking Morgan off her feet! Izzy shakes her hand�?SAPPHIRE�?Stinger-splash connect! Sapphire holds Izzy from falling�?*Chop* to the chest!!! Sapphire goes relentless with about 10 straight chops…each time with her upper chest area bleeding slightly more�?once finished, Sapphire delivers a huge slap across Izzy’s face�? Her cheek suddenly, now, bleeding. Izzy collapses face first to the campus.
Joey: Izzy’s upper chest area, is bleeding bad. Her cheek is bleeding.
The camera catches a close up of Sapphire taking off a diamond ring on her finger. She tosses it out of the ring.
Joey: Did you see that Trunks???
Trunks: What a clever woman. Isabella Taylor is wounded cuz of the use of that diamond ring folks.
Rebecca stops Sapphire�?why? Joey and Trunks know it. The fans know it. Everyone knows why. Rebecca grabs Sapphire’s hand�?looks like she’s gonna take action�?but just nods her head slightly and looks over at Izzy as if she feels sorry for her. We can hear Rebecca yell out, “that’s some chop�? The crowd exposed with boos. Izzy is back up�?charging for Sapphire�?blindsided with a spear from Morgan!!!!! Izzy is nearly cut in half! Morgan stands up�?here comes Sapphire!!!�?Drop-toe-hold by Morgan!!! But somehow Sapphire lands on her hands and manages to front flip�?landing somewhat of a rolling thunder over Izzy Taylor!!! Sapphire comes to her feet�?both her and Morgan charge�?double clothesline!!! Both divas go down�?double cover!!! 1.�?Sapphire kicks out�?2... Morgan kicks out! They both begin to come to their feet�?They’re up�?Izzy hit’s a head scissors on Morgan sending her flying out of the ring under the bottom rope!!! She quickly stands�?Sapphire with a back-flip dropkick! Izzy’s back crashes on to the turnbuckle! Sapphire runs her knee into Izzy’s gut!! Bloody face and all, Sapphire stands over the champion, begins to storm over her until Izzy is sitting down with head resting on second turnbuckle. Right there Sapphire begins to press her foot over Izzy’s face on to the second turnbuckle�?
Joey: Another illegal move ref, come on now�?
Rebecca shoves Sapphire off all angry. “What’s a matter with you!!”�?she does the same to Izzy as Sapphire did but it seems even more viciously, as she “out of anger�?lashes out as Sapphire while pointing down at Izzy�?
Joey: This is ridiculous!!! What the hell???
Trunks: It works!!! I never saw Morgan try the choke again�?did you? Other refs count to five but they just keep doing it. it’s a new tactic Rebecca has introduced. And it works!!!
Rebecca releases her foot from Izzy’s face and goes back to lecture Sapphire. Sapphire lifts Izzy and punches her right across the face several times. Again Rebecca gets in the middle breaking it up. She shows the closed fists at Sapphire and shakes her head. She nails a right hand across Izzy’s face then looks over at Sapphire shaking her head. Morgan charges towards Sapphire�?back-drop!!! Morgan flies on to the outside!!! Sapphire turns�?huge punch by Izzy Taylor!!!…Sapphire staggers�?another punch�?Clothesline by Izzy!!! Morgan is back in the ring, clothesline by Izzy!!! Izzy quickly turns over to Rebecca�?
Trunks: You cant touch the ref Izzy!!!!
But she turns to climb the turnbuckle�?She’s on top�?Sapphire runs up the turnbuckle�?belly-to-belly off the top!!! Sapphire covers�?1.�?.. Morgan dives and breaks the count!!!
Joey: What impact that had!!!
Morgan lifts Sapphire for a�?we never find out�?Russian Leg-sweet from Sapphire!!! Izzy comes to her feet at the same time as Sapphire�?kick to the midsection�?from Sapphire! She beat the Champion to the punch!! She lifts Izzy for a pile driver�? Or what should have been, backdrop connect by Izzy!!! Wait Sapphire lands on her feet! Morgan comes from behind nailing Izzy on the back of her knees. Izzy falls to her knees�?boot to the face by Sapphire!!! Morgan charges towards Sapphire�?Sapphire moves back an pulls on the top rope! Morgan falls on to the outside!!!
Trunks: Sapphire is taking it!!! Its all going her way!!!
Izzy rolls to her feet but is met with a running knee to the gut, yet again, by Sapphire. Sapphire drops down and grabs Izzy’s ankle for an ankle lock!!! Izzy hops up with her other foot and turns her self over…shoves Sapphire to the edge of the ring. She pops up to her feet�?Super kiiiii---Sapphire catches her foot!!! She brings Izzy down for the ankle lock again!!
Joey: She saw it coming! Sapphire brings the champion down.
Izzy cries out in pain as Sapphire applies pressure to the ankle. Izzy reachs for the ropes�? Rebecca stands on the way!!
Joey: Move out of the way!!!
The crowd boos as Izzy spins to the other end grabbing the ropes! Sapphire doesn’t let go!! Rebecca isn’t counting anything. It takes Morgan to stop the madness as she dives behind Sapphire! Morgan tosses Sapphire over the ropes!!! She lifts Izzy�?Izzy with a roll up 1.�?.2.………�?Rebecca doesn’t hit the three�?Morgan just kicks out before Rebecca was forced to hit the three!!! Sapphire slides back inside the ring�? Izzy moves out of the way as Sapphire goes for an elbow drop!!! Sapphire lands it on Morgan instead!!! She pins Morgan 1,2--Izzy grabs Rebecca’s hand before slapping the three!!!
Joey: Did you see that fast count!!!
By then Morgan kicks out!!! Izzy grabs Sapphire lifting her and goes for an Irish-whip�?but doesn’t look like she’s trying much…Sapphire easily counters the Irish-whip an sends Izzy to the opposite direction�?Izzy runs right onto Rebecca!!! Rebecca flies out of the ring!! Sapphire charges�?Izzy with a backdrop!!! Standing-Taylor-turnover on Morgan!!! With Rebecca knocked on the outside a new ref emerges�? He slides inside�?1.�?. 2.�?.Sapphire dives for the save�? But 3!!!!! Izzy gets the pin over Morgan!!! Sapphire cant believe it!!
Joey: Izzy found a way to do it!!!!!
Izzy’s music hits through the speakers�?the music is cut short as Rebecca calls the ref who made the count. She points at Izzy then at Sapphire for some odd reason. She keeps pointing more often at Izzy Taylor however. Perhaps over the purposely countered Irish-whip orchestrated to bump into her. She calls the announcer�?Izzy and Sapphire stand on different ends wondering what is going to happen. Izzy yet to get her title back from the time-keeper.
“Ladies and gentlemen..�?
Izzy’s heart rate begins to rise�?thinking the worse�?
“…Morgan has been eliminated.�?
Izzy looks over at Sapphire�?who’s already charging her!!!! The match is still on!
Joey: What??? This wasn’t booked like that.
Trunks: After what you saw, what Izzy did there, knocking down the official ref, you don’t think it’s a good call??? Sapphire almost got screwed!! it’s a good call.
Joey: Joey, Izzy *HAD* to do it. Its was ridiculously unfair!!!
Morgan is now out of the ring, the time-keeper returns to his seat with the championess title. Sapphire is beating down on Izzy in the corner of the ring�?raging fists and all. Sapphire is hitting hooks jabs and uppercuts. She Irish-whips Izzy to the other corner�?Izzy’s back bounces off hard�?clothesline by Sapphire!
Trunks: You see, Sapphire is in control. Izzy almost stole the victory from her!
Sapphire goes for the ankle lock again! Kick to the face from Izzy!!! Izzy comes to her feet�?kick to the midsection�?jumps over Sapphire for a sunset -flip�? She lands on second rope�?Izzy propels her self on to the top rope somersaulting off the top. She lands right on Sapphire!!! The Cover�?.�?. Looong one�?. 2.�? Kick out Sapphire!
Trunks: Good job by the ref, making sure the shoulders are down.
Joey: It doesn’t take 4 seconds to see if the shoulders are down.
Trunks: Stop being so negative!!! She isn’t even a contracted ref in the company. She’s a wrestler. Yet she’s helping the company out tonight!!
Izzy lifts Sapphire for an Irish-whip�?Sapphire counters it�?but keeps a hold of Izzy for a Camel-Clutch!! Izzy fights out of it�?even brings Sapphire down with an arm drag!! Sapphire comes to her feet. Arm drag!! Sapphire now staggers to her feet�?Arm drag full of velocity!!! Sapphire rolls to the far end!! Izzy begins to climb to the top�?Rebecca stands between in the way!!! Izzy fans hit her Taylor-turnover�?Rebecca keeps telling Izzy to come back down�?
Joey: Oh come on!!
Trunks: You know what, this is a good call. Its illegal to climb the top!!! Isabella Taylor has won all these matches with an illegal move!!! Rebecca will not stand for that!!!
Joey: Rebecca doesn’t moves off the turnbuckle all the time!!
Sapphire comes to her feet and dives to the ropes�?Izzy is losing balance�?Sapphire kicks the ropes�?Izzy comes down to the mat!!! Sapphire dives to cover�?1, 2-- Izzy just kicks out!!!! Quick count attempt by Rebecca!! Sapphire lifts Izzy sending her to the corner�?she begins to pummel Izzy in the corner with a series of punches�?Rebecca stops Sapphire shaking her head�?Sapphire punches Izzy again!!! Rebecca tries to convince Sapphire to stop the closed fists. But again Sapphire nails a punch!!! Izzy blocks the next!!! Punch on Sapphire!!! Staggering Sapphire�?Rebecca calls for the bell.. *DING DING*�?
Joey: What’s going on??
She calls the announcer showing him a closed fists�?
Joey: Wait, what?�?
“Ladies and gentlemen�?the referee has disqualified Isabella Taylor for the use of a closed fists after giving both competitors enough warnings through the match. You winner in result of a disqualification, Sapphire Lopez!!!�?
Sapphire’s music hit’s the speakers as Izzy stands there in disbelief. Rebecca exit’s the ring waling back up the ramp making no more comments but with a big smile on her face.
Joey: Sapphire wins it�?but you cant win the title in a disqualification. Disqualifying someone for using a closed fists, especially when she gave Izzy no warnings about anything. She was giving Sapphire and morgan pathetic “examples�?of what not to do, while inflicting extra on the Championess.
Trunks: Rebecca did a great job. She called the shots. She showed both Sapphire and Izzy early in the match that they shouldn’t used closed fists. Izzy didn’t listen.
Joey: She was disqualified for punching Sapphire once, after Sapphire did it like 40 times!!!
Trunks shrugs as Izzy looks up the ramp in disgusts then over at Sapphire who still wants that title currently on Izzy’s shoulder�?cameras fade from ring-side. |
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We come back to the pay per view and find Scott Blaze standing in the office of his boss and 50% owner, Jeremy McMillion. Both have smiles on their faces and are nodding. The camera moves in closer and we finally can hear what they are speaking about. Scott: Scott Blaze, W2K Flawless Champion.......I like the sound of that......sounds a hell of a lot better than Triad Champion. Jerm nods Jerm: Flaweless Championship for W2Ks flawless superstar Scott. Both men chuckle as Jerm reaches behind him, pulling a breifcase over to the edge of the desk and snapping the locks up. The breifcase opens and there we see the new title belt, a silver plated belt with a gold eagle that looks like its almost flying off the silver......very cool looking indeed. Jerm grabs the belt, handing it off to Scott who drapes it over his shoulder. He grins, tilting his head up posing with it. Scott: So.....how do I look? Jerm laughs again shaking his head Jerm: Like a champion. Both men laugh again and the pay per view cuts to another scene. |
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Backstage again this time we see Seifer alone out in the hallways with a cell phone up to his ear and a pretty serious look on his face. Seifer: Hey where are yo-...fucking voice mail! I don't know if you're trying to pull if this is a joke it is not funny! Get here...NOW! Seifer hangs up the phone and turns around only to bump into an evesdropping Omen. Omen: Still? Seifer just shakes his head and walks off. |
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"Ladies and Gentlemen the following is the first ever W2K Canadian Rules match! To determine the first ever holder of the W2K Flawless Championship! In order to be victorious one man must first pin his opponent for FIVE seconds and proceed to keep him on the mat for a count of TEN seconds! If both men are knocked down simultaneously, the man to respond to the Ten count first will be declared the winner!" Joey: Well you heard it ladies and gentlemen; there are the rules for this first ever match in W2K, which will be for the new Flawless Championship. Jeremy McMillion announced the name earlier in the night and handed it to Scott Blaze. Obviously, McMillion is confident that Scott is going to be taking the title home…perhaps a little too confident. Trunks scoffs, choosing not to say anything and finally, after a moments hesitation, ''The Road Behind'' by GWAR begins playing over the public address sound system. Drew Stevenson reaches out with his right hand and grabbing a handful of the second set of curtains which lead to the ring area, he pushes them aside and walks out onto the long steel ramp immediately getting a standing ovation from all of these W2K fans, they simply love Drew! "Introducing first, from Seymour Missouri, weighing in at 250lbs…The Emerald, DREW STEVENSON!" He stands on the ramp for a mere moment taking in these cheers before finally beginning to head down the ramp. After a mere moment of walking, he gets to the ring and quickly rolls in from under the bottom nylon rope quick to get back to his feet. He stares at the entrance ramp, waiting impatiently for Scott as the fans continue to cheer and his music dies down. Joey: Well Drew is most defiantly focused Trunks……I don’t think he’s going to let another opportunity like this get away from him. Trunks: He can be as focused as he wants Joey, you heard Scott, he’s still going to lose the match…�?this is SCOTTS match�?he’s never lost, 10 and 0. Joey nods agreeing with the statement, Scotts record does stand at a very impressive 10 victories 0 losses. Finally, the titan tron lights up again this time however with an image of the backstage area. We find Scott in his locker room, tossing things from side to side, looking for something. He searches frantically but can not find what he’s looking for anywhere. Finally, he finds a note, picking it up and reading out aloud. Scott: Borrowed the hammer…�?.don’t worry, you’ll get it back soon……I promise. Scotts anger overwhelms him and he grabs his duffle bag, whipping it across the room, before dropping the note and marching out of the locker room. He moves towards the gorilla position and immediately pushes his way in between the curtains as the camera view goes back to the arena. The beginning cords to Conflict begin to play over the speaker system and the lights dim down, finally going out and a spotlight replaces them, staying stationary on the stage. As the songs tempo picks up two gold pryos fall from above the ring and hit the stage creating gold strobe lights that begin to move around the arena as the music begins to get louder and faster. We see a figure walk from out, directly into the light....Scott Blaze. The icon looks letting the fans get a good look at the title belt that is wrapped around his waist as he takes in the booing as if it were cheers. He looks down at Drew in the ring and his facial expression quickly goes from a cocky grin to a cold stare as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, the spotlight never leaving him. "Introducing his opponent, from Toronto Ontario, weighing in at 250lbs he is the wrestling icon, the FLAWLESS superstar……SCOTT BLAZE!" Finally, he reaches the ring apron and grabs the ropes, pulling himself up onto it and into the ring. He quickly climbs up onto the second turnbuckle, again showing off the title belt. He climbs down finally, as the music comes to an end, and the house lights come back on. Joey: Well there’s Scott Blaze, with the new title…�?.also looking more than prepared for battle here tonight. An interesting fact about Scott that was never mentioned, that was he has NEVER held singles gold here in W2K, so this will be his first chance to prove he can be a successful champion. Trunks: He doesn’t need to prove anything Joey! We all know he’d be a great champion, the greatest champion to ever enter W2K! Scott takes the title belt off of his waist and hands it to the referee, who holds it up in the air after showing it to both men. He hands it off to the timekeeper and singles for the bell and immediately, like a bull charging, Drew Stevenson comes at Blaze. Scott quickly sidesteps Drew, and the younger star runs right past Scott stopping only to turn around and get leveled with a clothesline from Scott, who shakes his head, laughing as he picks Drew back up and immediately begins to drop right hand after right hand into Drew before finally whipping him against the ropes and taking him down with a rising knee a la triple H. Joey: Drew has to be more careful in this match or it could spell the end for him rather quickly. Scott again picks Drew up, whipping him as hard as possible into the turnbuckle and running in after him only to have Drew meet his opponent with an elbow and a spear taking Scott right to the mat! Drew quickly covers, hooking the leg, but obviously barely gets a count of 2 as Scott kicks out with force, sending Drew rolling off him. Both men are back to their feet rather quickly and again they come towards one another. Drew strikes first, landing a left hand but Scott responds faking a punch and instead kicking Drew and DDTing him to the mat! Scott looks like he’s going to go for a pinfall, but instead shakes his head as he picks Drew back up, kicks him in the gut once again and lays Drew right out with a powerbomb! This time, Scott does go for the pin but Drew is able to get a shoulder up at three. Trunks: Well, look at that Joey……if this was a regular match, Scott would be the champion right now. Joey: Yeah you’re right Trunks, but its not a normal match, and a count of three isn’t going to be good enough for Scott. Scott shakes his head, realizing this obviously as he stands Drew back up and whips him against the ropes. Drew comes back and just barely ducks a clothesline, hits the other ropes and takes Scott down with a diving forearm. Drew jumps back up onto his feet and immediately goes to work on Scott, burying a boot into his midsection as the referee begins to count out, threatening to disqualify Stevenson. Drew stops only to pick up Scott and drop him with a scoop slam followed by a standing elbow drop to the heart of Blaze. Drew goes for the pin now, and like Blaze before him, barely gets a count of three before Scott kicks out, a little less forcefully this time. Drew mouths a curse as he turns away from Scott momentarily. He waits a moment till Scott is back to his feet and runs at him for a clothesline only to find himself on the mat. Trunks: Momentum Killer! Joey: What an appropriate name for that move Trunks. Drew was at a huge advantage just moments ago and one move and the tide has been instantly turned against him. Scott quickly covers for the pin once again, and the referee jumps down, 1�?�?�?�?.NO! Drew some how gets a shoulder up at the last second and Scott cant believe it! He immediately begins to unleash a fury of punches into the skull of Drew as the referee begins his count. Finally, Scott stops and covers Drew again, and again, this time just a little quicker, Drew gets a shoulder up. Scott stands up, stomping his foot on the ground obviously irritated and stares at the turnbuckle, grinning. He quickly grabs Drew off the ground, whipping him into the turnbuckle and placing him atop it as the fans watch on curious as to what Scott is attempting. He gets into position and grabs Drew by the arms, obviously trying to hit the ‘Iconoclasm�?but is thwarted as he gets a kick to the back of the head from Drew, who has one leg locked around the ring post and refuses to budge. Scott stumbles forward and Drew acts quickly, standing up onto the turnbuckle and jumping hitting a BEAUTIFUL shooting star press into a DDT flattening Scott into the mat! Drew slowly gets back to his feet, still obviously feeling the wear and tear, and makes his way towards Scott, covering him and hooking the leg. The referee jumps down and 1�?2�?�?�?5! Drew has taken the first pinfall and the crowd is in an uproar of cheers! Joey: This could be it for Blaze Trunks! All Drew needs to do is keep him down for ten seconds. The referee begins to count as Drew latches on a sleeper hold, and the count stops……because hey, if you could be counted down for something like that……that’s just stupid right? Right. Drew is obviously trying to make sure that Scott goes to sleep and DOESN’T get up for the count of 10. As he tightens the grip, Scott begins to fall to sleep and the fans cheer. Just as Scotts eyes begin to close, he sees something in the crowd, a man, shaking his head and laughing. Instantly, Scott is awake again, and slowly gets to his feet, Drew left wondering how the hell its possible. Finally, with one hard and stiff as hell elbow to the gut, Scott his free of the hold and bounces off the ropes, flattening Drew, who is still winded, with a clothesline. Trunks: Still in the game! Instead of continuing the beat down on Drew, Scott quickly moves towards the opposite end of the ring, scanning the crowd looking for the man that he had seen moments before, but can find him no where…�?an illusion perhaps? Who knows. Scott turns around and is immediately met with a right hand from Drew who has been back on his feet waiting for sometime now, Scott comes back with a shot of his own, but in the end is whipped against the ropes. Blaze grabs the ropes as he hits them, stopping himself from being back dropped by Drew, who notices the stoppage and runs at Scott, only to be taken over the ropes. Instead of going out of the ring however, he manages to land on the apron, and instead suplexes Scott from the ring to the ground below! Drew quickly climbs back into the ring, posing for the crowd who cheers him on while Scott gets up on the outside. Obviously frustrated with his opponent, Scott immediately goes for a chair under the ring as the referee continues a count of 10, threatening to count out Scott. Blaze notices this and shakes his head, walking towards the ring announcer and grabbing a microphone. Scott: No no, none of that ref……because this match is a no count out match! Joey: What?! How can he change the rules now? Trunks: Well, it is his match……maybe the announcer just forgot to mention that Joey rolls his eyes as Scott continues to hold onto the chair, walking back and forth as Drew watches on, getting more and more frustrated. Finally, Scott moves towards the ring, but again notices someone in the crowd and turns, only to find that person gone once again. Drew takes advantage of the distraction and reaches out of the ring to pull Scott in and CRACK Scott slams the chair above his head right into Drews skull! Stevenson drops backwards, his head busted open as the referee calls for the bell. "Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by disqualification�?." Scott cuts the announcer off with a microphone of his own once again Scott: Did I forget to mention? This match is a NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH…�?if you’re a Canadian…�?and I am a Canadian. Joey: What?! That’s outrageous! Trunks: Well, what can you do about it Joey……those are the rules The fans boo uncontrollably at this most recent change in the rules, and I’m sure if he wasn’t bleeding like a stuck pig in the ring, Drew would also be protesting it. Scott finally slides into the ring, with the chair, and steps towards the referee, showing that he means business, before turning to Drew, who is still bleeding. Scott quickly picks up Drew, who as he comes to, is completely out of it, and finds himself in a very difficult predicament, his head in between Scotts legs……no you perverts, not like that. Scott hooks both of Drews arms and immediately levels him into the mat with a tiger driver �?1, sending him neck and head first into the canvas. Scott quickly covers, gets his five count and steps back, obviously feeling that theres no way Drew is getting up. Trunks: Oh well, that’s what Drew gets for bothering Scott Joey: Scott has been cheating this entire time! He keeps changing the rules of the match. Trunks: No he doesn’t, those are just the rules of the match Joey�?accept it. By now the referee is at a count of 6, and Scott laughs, walking past Drew and putting one leg out of the ring beginning to climb out to collect is belt when something catches his eye…�?Drew, actually getting back to his feet! The fans begin to cheer wildly as Scott shakes his head, scoffing. The kid obviously has heart�?.too bad its about to go all over the mat. Scott waits as Drew stands to his full height and quickly runs at his opponent, attempting a clothesline only to find himself in the same position he has found himself in twice before, an armbar take down submission hold. Scott screams again in pain as the fans cheer him on. Trunks: What’s he doing? Trying to make Scott tap out? Good luck kiddo�?. Joey: Well, it is possible Trunks, but submission holds are of no use in this match as its pinfall only. Finally, this fact dawns on Drew and he releases the hold, standing up and wiping away some of the blood that continues to pour from the cut emanating from the front of the top of his head, not quite his forehead, but close enough. Scott is already getting to his feet, spinning around to reveal a cut of his own, across his forehead, obviously from hitting the chair when he was taken down on the armbar. Both men move towards each other again and Drew puts a hand up obviously offering up a ‘test of strength�? Scott laughs, and shrugs, putting his hand in, only to kick Drew instead and drive him into the mat with an spike DDT. Scott covers Drew for a pin again but Drew is able to get a shoulder up and Scott curses. Joey: Both men need a pinfall now in order to be able to have a chance at a victory here. Trunks: No shit Sherlock. Scott brings Drew back to his feet again, only to drop him right back down with a quick swinging neckbreaker. Scott stands up, grinning devilishly as the fans boo, watching as Drew is again lifted and this time pushed into the ropes but comes back with a clothesline attempt. Scott ducks the move and instead, Drew plows over the referee! Drew stops, mouthing yet another curse word as he nudges the referee with his foot, before being taken down from behind with a reversed DDT. Joey: We need another referee out here pronto! Trunks: That I can agree with Joey…�?we need someone out here to disqualify Drew! Joey: What?! Hitting the referee was an accident! Trunks: So was you being born Scott moves to the outside of the ring once again, searching through the bottom dark abyss under the ropes looking for a weapon of sorts, more than likely a sledgehammer. He doesn’t find it however, but does find the next best thing……the power of the punch�?.errr, I mean brass knuckles. He slips them on and quickly climbs back into the ring as Drew gets to his feet. Joey: Drew don’t turn around! Trunks: He cant hear you |
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Drew turns around alright and sure enough BAM he is laid out in the ring, possibly dead, as the fans boo loudly in Scott’s direction. Blaze shrugs it off immediately, not giving a flying fuck obviously, as he moves towards one of the turnbuckles and reaches behind, untying the protective padding and tossing it over the ropes, he does this with all three pads and then turns back to Drew, who is still out on the mat, and once again bleeding, while Scotts cut remains unopened. Scott picks up Drew, and after a few punches to the gut with the knucks, he whips Drew towards the turnbuckle, only to be surprised when Drew comes back and tosses Scott in with as much strength as he can muster! Joey: Drew reversed it!!! Scott lay in the turnbuckle for a moment, in pain, as Drew slowly brings his beaten body towards Blaze. Scott throws a punch but Drew dodges it and slams a fist into Scotts gut before turning him around and slamming Scott’s forehead into the unprotected turnbuckle again and again and again finally opening up the cut on Scotts head as the blood begins to come out like a river. Drew, running on pure adrenaline, grabs Scott and whips him into the ropes only to catch him right away and down the icon with ‘Greatness�? Drew covers for the pinfall but the referee is still down! Joey: Get another referee in here now! No new referee comes, more than likely because Jerm threatened their jobs, but finally the one that was knocked out comes to and notices the pinfall. He begins to slap the mat, 1�?�?3�?4………�?.NO! Scott gets his shoulder up! Both men lay on the ground still, Drew obviously out of energy and Scott still feeling the after effects of the maneuver. The referee begins to count and as he gets to a count of 8, Scott moves his legs up into the air and kips up to his feet much to the fans protest. Joey: This is it! If Drew doesn’t get up right now hes lost the match Drew doesn’t get up by his own power, but he does get up. Scott lifts him to his feet, both men with a proverbial crimson mask covering their faces. Scott grabs Drew again after wiping blood out of his own eyes and FLATTENS him with the ‘Dynamic Driver�? Trunks: That is all.she.wrote Joey Scott quickly covers and the ref jumps down, 1�?2�?3�?4�?5! The fans boo loudly as Scott steps back watching Drew once again as he lays in a pool of his own blood. Scott tries to wipe some of his own blood away but theres too much of it and it just keeps coming, so he gives up and continues to watch. Scott picks up the chair, staring at it with a grin but shrugs finally letting the chair drop to his side, but not losing total possession of it. The crowd suddenly roars with a cheer as some how, some way, Drew kips up and is back on his feet but BAM just as he touches the ground hes back down as Scott is there with the steel! Scott shakes his head, spitting down on Drew and yelling at him as he sets the chair up, as if to sit on it. He doesn’t sit on it though, instead he picks Drew back up, placing him in a torture rack on his shoulders as the fans boo loudly. Scott stares at the chair silently and then around the arena. Joey: No……he couldn’t possibly be thinking of doing it�?. Trunks: Do it! Do it Scott! Sure enough, Scott drives Drew head and neck first into the seat portion of the chair with the Lasting Impression. Trunks: …�?that’s it, Stevenson is dead. The crowd goes silent, then begins to boo as loud as they possibly can as Scott actually SMILES at the sight of Drew in a heap on the mat. Scott places a single foot on Drew and yells at the referee to count, which he does, then steps back and watches the ref throw up finger after finger as the booing grows louder and louder as Scott counts with his fingers as well. Joey: How can Scott be happy with himself? He may have just ended that mans career. The referee gets to 10, just as Scott does and finally rings the bell and raises Scotts hand into the air as Conflict blares over the speaker system once again. "Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner and the FIRST EVER W2K Flawless Champion…�?.The Wrestling Icon, SCOTT BLAZE!" Blaze stands in the middle of the ring his title, clenched tightly in his blood staind hands. He drops to his knees, putting his crimson splattered forehead against the new polished gold, and just sits there on his knees, head down, in silence, in tranquility, in peace, while Drew Stevenson is helped out of the ring by referees and trainers. The crowd is still raining down upon the ring with boo's, but Blaze doesn't care. He just went through a battle, and came out the victor, one more step towards immortal greatness. One more step towards....
*Dong*
Trunks: What the hell was that?
The lights go out completely.
Joey: What in the world? This is the second week in a row.
*DONG!*
Trunks: What is that?
The darkness is surrounding, intoxicating, but, on the stage, you can see the slow, nearly dead movements of human figures, ten, no twenty, even more
so, coming from the entrance. The only sound now, as Conflict is cut, is a soft, chant. But to what? Finally a single beam of light kicks down upon
Scott Blaze in the ring. He is now on his feet, title tightly held in his hand, his eyes, the size of saucers, he's trapt, surrounded, a hundred cloaked figures have circled the ring, line the entrance ramp, the entire stage, and inside the ring as well, just leaving a small circular area for Blaze.
Joey: Jesus....
Trunks: RUN SCOTT!
And then we here it.
"Hey, Scotty Boy."
The crowd looks on in a silenced, shocked, horror. Scott trembles, spinning around, looking from figure to figure, all exactly the same.
"Did you think it was going to be the end boy? Did you think you could put down the man that gave you what you are?"
Scott is darting all over the place, looking for one, one of them to show even the slightest sign of movement, of speaking. They are all still, and look as silent as stone.
"I made you famous son. I let you ride my coat tails. And how do you repay me?"
Blaze screams out.
"SHOW YOURSELF YOU SON OF A BITCH! COME ONE! COME ON!"
He looks ready for war, a good front, a good act, but you can see it in his eyes, see it in his soul. He's scared shitless.
"I am showing myself. I'm right here Scotty boy. Right infront of you. You want your shot boy? Take it."
Scott trembles, looking at each of the nearest figures, all of them forming a circle around him. Which is it. He looks at them all, not daring to come near to one, holding his title tight, ready to attack.
"Come on Scotty Boy. You were so adiment, so quick to hit me in the back. So why don't you try taking a shot at my face. Which am I son? Which am I?"
A laugh. Sadistic. Enough to send the chills down a deaf man's spine. Blaze shakes, his knees buckle slightly, which is it. Blaze looks around franticly.
Trunks: THERE! I SAW HIM MOVE!
Joey: So did Scott.
Blaze pounces, slamming his title face first into the drone, downing him and continues to throw punches. The other stand stock still, none move. Scott stands, waiting a moment. Nothing is said. Finally, he gets a smug smirk on his face.
"Thats right you son of a bitch. You though you were so smart, you thought you were so..."
"Try again Scotty Boy."
Scott freezes. He looks around, no one moves. He swoops down and unhoods the poor fellow he derailed to show, a no one. A hooded no one, now, unconcious and bleeding. Blaze shakes his head , stand straight, backing up a few steps, well, one is all he makes, because he runs into concrete.
Joey: Oh my god...
Blaze turns around, and there stands a figure, now, obviously different from the rest, much larger. How could he have not noticed before?
Blaze takes a step back and then, WHAM, throws the hardest punch his body can muster.
Trunks: What...
The figure catches it in the palm of his hand, with ease, like that of a baseball. His hand clinches down on Blaze's fist and twists his wrist, making Blaze kneel, ironic as it is. Blaze's face twists with plain as he tries to free himself.
"Now you pay. You little shit."
The figure draws his hood back. The crowd erupts, for any one who hasn't made the venture to guess thus far. Ace Hart stands before Blaze, his long blonde hair, flowing down over his shoulders where the hood once was. Blaze looks up at his once 'brother' and before he has a chance to react, WHAM, he is knee'd in the face. Blaze slumps to the canvas, after that match, not having much more to take. Ace rips the black cloak off of him, reveiling a pair of black track pants & tank top.
"I said I was going to return to you what I borrowed Scotty Boy. That I was going to pay you back ten fold. You never believe me. You never heed my warnings. Now you finally have to pay your price."
A drone steps forward, handing Ace the sledge hammer. The same one used on him by Blaze months ago. The same found in the ring last week. The same that went missing earlier. Ace takes it, gripping it tightly, grinning at it. The crowd is going wild, they are in a frenzie.
"No one, put's me away."
Ace raises the sledge hammer high, and then brings it crashing down right over Blaze's abdomin, making him keil over into the feetal position, and spit up blood. Hart pulls him too his feet haphazardly and hits the "Devine Sign" the new age wolf claw, or modified pedigree. Ace gets back to his feet and looks down at Blaze. Now, nothing more than a broken, defeated, victim.
"Your time has come Boy. Time to pay your fees. And not only am I the man collecting. I'll also be the one doing the executioning. This is just the beginning, but by god your going to wish it was the fucking end!"
Two drones pull Blaze up onto his knees. Ace then laces into Blaze's already busted skull, fist, after fist, after fist, shot, after shot, again and again, and again.
Trunks: Jesus christ he's going to kill him.
Joey: Or damn near close. Ace has already given him a damn concussion at my guess.
Finally they drop Blaze, nothing but an unconcious heap as "In The End" By Linkin Park hits the speakers. The crowd, once in a cheering frenzie, now just looking on is shock as Blaze lays, near dead, in the middle of the ring, pounded into oblivion. Ace looks down at Blaze with a coy smile.
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[The Scene opens up on a Young Boy. He sits on a couch, eyes wide open, staring at something and not moving his gaze. He’s in a Living room. Behind him and along the wall is a door, wide open leading to another room. The boy is quite skinny, with short blonde hair. The Camera pans across, it’s a Television he’s watching. Suddenly, a door creaks open�?we don’t know what door it is�?but we begin too hear an older man and womens voice�?It’s the Boys Mom and Dad] Mom: Are you kidding? Dad: Eh�?Wha? Mom: Ur.. Jesus you already stink of Booze. Dad: Will you get off my back for just a second? Mom: No, No I won’t. What the hell are you trying to do to this family? Going to the Bar now, when you’ve already wasted money on it for the past few weeks.. you’re trying to- Dad: WHAT, LIZ?.. What the Hell am I doing wrong?.. We got a stupid fucking Kid who watches Televison all day [The Boy’s eyes flicker..] Mom: Don’t you get Jacob involved. Just get off his back- Dad: Well then get off MINE, BITCH! [We hear a Punch thrown�?some Cutlery moves around quickly�?We hear foot steps, a door creaking open, and then closing with a loud bang. All we hear is weeping, a slow unhappy moan.. the Boy looks scared, nervous.. he doesn’t know what to do�?The screen fades too black]"Nobody�? [We re-open, on almost total darkness. All we see is a figure sitting right directly infront of the camera.. the man’s elbows are on his knees, he’s hunched over.. face down�?beads of sweat dripping from his bottom lip…]Jacob Greene: Nobody understood�?Not even me�?/FONT> [His right hand moves over his face, rubbing away some sweat]Jacob Greene: Nobody helped�?/FONT> [We slowly fade too black] |
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Joey: The following match has been building for upwards of two months. Ever since John Mage reintroduced himself to Ryan Cain�?things have just continued to go right downhill for Ryan. Again, someone Ryan thought he could trust�?turned his back on him. And now it’s time to settle all that�?in one match�?one on one. No special stipulations. No gold on the line. Just a vendetta�?that *has* to be settled.
(�?6 Quite Bitter Beings�?by CKY rocks the house and the entire arena immediately comes to its feet.)
Joey: And here we go!
(Few moments pass before Ryan Cain parts the curtain and trots out onto the stage, sending a jolt of electricity through the entire building. These people sure do love him. Anyway, he goes to one side of the stage and screams out at the crowd unintelligibly, and then runs to the other side and does the same. Ryan comes back to the center of the stage and gives the entire arena a big, confident grin�?and then starts jogging down the ramp, toward the ring. Reaching ringside, he slides under the bottom rope and into the ring.)
Trunks: He looks confident, Joey.
Joey: And why shouldn’t he?
Trunks: He should be�?but he may be overconfident. He’s fighting one of the best the wrestling world has ever seen in John Mage, and he *knows* it.
Joey: Ryan Cain is always overconfident�?and it has always worked for him.
Trunks: He’s never fought John Mage.
(Ryan is in one corner, bouncing up and down getting loose as �?6 Quite Bitter Beings�?continues to rock the house�?until the lights cut off, abruptly. The fans immediately begin to boo when the words “You’re just here for me to use�?ring out over the darkness. “Lateralus�?by Tool immediately picks up, afterward, and the booing continues. A spotlight runs up the ramp, right to the center of the stage�?where John Mage is revealed, wearing his typical all black attire �?trench coat, sunglasses, t-shirt, tattered denim shorts, and boots �?and standing solemnly still, with his eyes pointed down at the stage in front of him. Several moments pass�?before he finally begins his stalking down the ramp, toward the ring with the rhythm of his music. He reaches ringside and hops up onto one knee on the apron, grabbing the middle rope and looking out over the entire arena. Finally, he stands up and steps through the ropes, entering the ring. Mage walks steadily around the inside of the ring, making a full circle and never even once looking at Ryan Cain, who holds his gaze locked on Mage the entire time. Mage stops now�?and the lights come back to full as he takes his spot in the corner opposite Ryan Cain, near the entryway. “Lateralus�?cuts off�?and we’re left with only two competitors, a referee, and a wrestling ring.)
Joey: This should be good.
(Mage removes his trench coat and tosses it over the top rope, and then does the same with his black t-shirt, dropping it over the top rope on the other side. He reaches up and pulls the sunglasses away from his eyes, kneeling down and resting them beneath the bottom turnbuckle. He remains kneeling momentarily before standing back up. Mage turns now, leaning back in the corner, just as Ryan is on the other side. The referee stands between them�?and calls for the bell!
*DING DING!*)
Trunks: I don’t think you’re gonna get to say “fast paced action to start us off�?in this match, Joey.
Joey: And why not?!?
Trunks: Because John Mage always takes like half an hour to even step out of his corner.
Joey: �?Yeah�?:(.
Trunks: Chin up, kid.
(Anyway�?here we go! Ryan immediately walks out of his corner, yelling pretty random sounding obscenities across the ring at Mage, who doesn’t even seem to take notice. Ryan continues yelling out at Mage, making different gestures with his arms �?spreading them, urging Mage to bring him all he’s got, etc. �?just asking Mage to step out of that corner. Finally, in an almost surprising move�?Mage does take a step out of the corner�?and Ryan attempts to pounce. He bursts forward with a clothesline attempt, but Mage ducks through it, sending Ryan into the corner. Ryan stops himself before colliding with the buckles and quickly turns around, weary of his position. Mage charges in and Ryan sidesteps him. Mage jumps up onto the second rope and springs backwards, grabbing Ryan and taking him over with a flying armdrag, sending him all the way across the ring. Both men are back up and charge in. Ryan, in an unorthodox fashion, drops down and rolls horizontally into Mage’s legs, taking him down by tripping him with his body. Ryan is back up and jumps on Mage quickly with a side headlock. Mage counters out into a hammerlock and Ryan sits out of it, grabbing Mage over his shoulder and flipping back onto Mage’s back�?with the Dragon sleeper! How Low Ki of him! Ryan has it locked in tight early in the match, and they’re right in the center of the ring! How the hell is Mage going to escape?!?)
Joey: HE CAN’T GET OUT OF IT!
Trunks: He’s gonna have to tap! Holy crap!
Joey: How Dr. Seuss of you!
(The referee is right on the situation, asking Mage if he gives up over and over and over again. Ryan is nodding his head in approval of himself as he cranks back on the hold even more! Mage pulls his hands in front of him, through Ryan’s legs�?and starts to push back, going with the pressure! It’s the only way! He’s bent almost in half! This is a disturbing image! The top of John Mage’s head is almost touching the middle of his back�?BAM! Mage lifts his foot and kicks Ryan right in the back of the head! How did he do that?!? Ryan immediately releases Mage from the hold and rolls to his side, holding the back of his head. Mage rolls the opposite way, holding his neck and kicking his feet in agony. Mage grabs the ropes and starts to pull himself to his feet, making it all the way up by the referee’s five-count. Ryan has gotten to his feet as well, on the other side of the ring. AND HERE WE GO AGAIN! The two charge in quickly, and Ryan ducks Mage’s clothesline. They both continue across the ring and hit the ropes. Ryan leans down and jumps forward, performing a front handspring, flipping back up�?ALL THE WAY ONTO MAGE’S SHOULDERS! Ryan falls back for a hurricanrana, but Mage holds onto it! He pulls Ryan back up onto his shoulders and starts walking around the ring with him�?around�?around�?around�?and Ryan drops back again, using the momentum to send Mage into the air and over the top rope! Mage catches himself with the top rope! AND SKINS THE CAT BACK INTO THE RING! Mage turns and charges in at Ryan�?and is met with a dropsault! Mage is down�?Ryan gets back up. Ryan gets the pick-up and forces Mage back to the corner�?and whips him out. No! Mage reverses and sends Ryan in! Ryan scales the buckles, ala Jeff Hardy�?and jumps back, spinning 540 full degrees for The Score! He’s on for the cover and gets one�?two�?THR- SHOULDER UP!)
Joey: What a near fall!
Trunks: That was pretty close, man.
(Ryan is up and he gets the pick-up on Mage. He whips Mage into the buckles and Mage hits hard. Ryan poses in the opposite corner�?and then charges across at full-speed! He leaps for a Stinger splash�?but Mage ducks out of the way! Ryan lands on the second rope and jumps backwards�?and Mage scouts it perfectly! He hops back so Ryan lands right in front of him, and then leaps right up into the air, wrapping his legs around Ryan’s head from behind and flipping him backwards with a reverse hurricanrana! Mage is on for the cover! One�?two�?thr- SHOULDER UP AGAIN!)
Joey: ANOTHER NEAR FALL!
Trunks: Christ this is fast.
Joey: LOOK AT THIS FAST PACED ACTION, TRUNKS!
Trunks: Damn it!
(Mage gets the pick-up on Ryan and forces him back to the ropes. He whips Ryan in and Ryan rebounds, ducking a clothesline from Mage and continuing into the ropes again�?and he comes right back�?and Mage picks him up onto his shoulders!)
Trunks: The Schism! He’s got him up for the Schism!
(Mage drapes his arm over Ryan’s chest�?and�?SCHIS-�?REVERSAL! RYAN REVERSES THE MOVES INTO A DDT!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! BOTH MEN ARE ON THEIR BACKS! Here comes the count from the referee! One�?two�?three�?four�?Ryan is starting to stir! Five�?six�?Mage is starting to stir! Seven�?eight�?ni-�?MAGE NIPS UP TO HIS FEET!)
Joey: What the-�??!?
Trunks: How did he do that?!?
(Mage is poised, coiled, and ready to strike! Ryan is using the ropes to get himself to his feet. He’s almost there�?and he’s up! Ryan is dazed�?and he turns�?SUPERKI-�?NO! RYAN DUCKS MAGE’S SUPERKICK ATTEMPT! Mage turns�?ZERO SUPERKICK! ZERO SUPERKICK! ZERO SUPERKICK! Mage drops like a ton of bricks�?AND RYAN FALLS RIGHT ON FOR THE COVER! ONE�?TWO�?THREE!!!!!!!!!
*DING DING!*
Ryan’s done it!)
Joey: Ryan won! I told you overconfidence worked for him!
Trunks: How did he do that?!?
(Ryan is up on his knees, clutching his fists in his lap in triumph as �?6 Quite Bitter Beings�?rocks the house, once more.)
Joey: Look at that expression of accomplishment, Trunks!
(Ryan remains like this for several moments before he pushes himself up to his feet. SMASH!)
Trunks: What the hell?!?
(Mage is back in! He’s got a chair�?and he just cracked Ryan’s skull with it! Ryan is down and he appears to be out! Mage leans down over Ryan, yelling inaudible profanities and pointing from himself, to the chair, to the fallen Ryan Cain. Suddenly, all the fans come to their feet�?when AKU NO KAZE HITS THE RING! THE TELEVISION CHAMPION IS HERE!!!)
Trunks: What does he want?!?
(Aku slides into the ring and Mage promptly slides out, tossing the chair aside and moving around the ring to the entryway, where he backs away from the ring. Aku eyeballs him for a moment, and then turns to the fallen Ryan Cain, checking on him.)
Joey: These two may not like each other, Trunks�?but they sure as hell respect each other.
(Aku shakes Ryan a bit, trying to get some life back into him, and succeeds. Ryan is conscious again, and Aku is helping him back to his feet. The two are both standing now, and Aku looks up the ramp at Mage with a narrowed brow. Ryan pats Aku on the chest in gratitude- GUFUU!!!)
Joey: WHAT THE SHIT WAS THAT?!?
Trunks: THE FLATLINER ON RYAN CAIN!
Joey: What a load of crap! Ryan can never catch a goddamn break! This is bullshit!
(Ryan Cain is down again and Aku is up, looking down at him as the fans boo loudly.)
Joey: Some Champion this asshole is. I’m tired of seeing Ryan taken advantage of in these ki-�?
Trunks: What is he doing?!?
(Aku is�?unlacing his mask!)
Joey: Is�?is he going to take it off?!?
Trunks: No way!
Joey: What is it with Ryan and guys in masks wanting to beat him up?!?
Trunks: IT’S GONNA BE CROSS!
Joey: Oh shut up!
Trunks: WHO ELSE COULD IT BE?!?
Joey: I refuse to believe that crap!
(Aku pulls the laces out of the last hole in the back�?and simply slides the mask off of his face, dropping it down onto the body of Ryan Cain. The crowd�?is silent.)
Joey: OH MY GOD!
Trunks: HOLY SHIT!
Joey: It’s-�?
Trunks: It’s-�?
(IT’S ALEX MARSLEY!!!)
Trunks: What is he doing in W2K?!?
Joey: He’s Mage’s old tag team partner! That’s all it could possibly be! Is The New Faith�?back?!? IN W2K?!?
(And our last shot�?is on the smirking face of Alex Marsley.) |
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Cut back to the backstage area. Where we see Hex, Cross, Seifer, Cage, and Omen all standing around. Cross up pacing back and forth dressed to get in the ring. Hex: I don't know what to say, man, just go out there, do your best, forget the plans and just go balls to the wall and bring that title home. Seifer: You can do it, screw all the plans we had going into this thing. It's all you, you can beat her! Omen: No sweat Cross, no sweat. Cage: You got dis homie. Cross stops pacing, turns and walks towards the door of the locker room. Cross: This is my night. He walks out the door as we cut back to the arena, which is now almost pitch dark as the FTW Cage is lowering to several different colored flashing lights. |
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Trunks: We’re just about ready for the main event! Joey: This match is going to be a bloody mess I can see it now! Trunks: I can’t wait for Cross to pick Black Widow apart, I’ve been waiting on this for months! Joey: Don’t count Widow out yet, remember she requested this match, so she must have something planned. Trunks: That was a big mistake to request Cross�?environment especially with her title on the line. Remember, Cross has never once lost an FTW Cage match. That’s like calling out the Undertaker at Wrestlemania, it just doesn’t work! Suddenly the lights drop and we’re interrupted by the words “Due to the graphic nature of this content…listener discretion…is advised.�?The opening sounds to Edgecrusher open up for the heavy guitar riffs that follow. The crowd ready for some action all rise to their feet and turn their attention towards the stage area. Green lights in the shape of pot leafs start swarming the stage moving all around until finally they all come together in one bright green spotlight formed at the center of the stage where Cross parts the curtains to a massive amount of boos. Cross turns his back to the audience, and slowly brings his arms out to each side while flexing his muscles. He spins around to face the crowd with a big smile on his face now. Cross starts to make his way across the stage, heading down the ramp. He gets halfway down, stops and looks out to the crowd mouthing some trash talk back and forth with a few fans. Cross keeps walking, and gets to the end of the aisle, staring up at the massive structure in front of him. Several tables already stacked up inside the ring, taking up the entire space. Suddenly the crowd gets into an uproar, when Cross is struck from behind with a steel chair that sends him face first into the cage. Cross turns around. Widow runs at him swinging the chair yet again. Cross ducks and side steps as Widow slams the chair into the cage. The music cuts off and the lights come back on. Cross kicks Widow in the gut, then whips her, no reversal. Widow sends Cross into the guard rail. He hits and bounces off, slowly stumbling back towards Widow who runs at him and cracks him over the head with the chair taking him down. Joey: Black Widow couldn’t wait for this thing to start up, Trunks! Trunks: Bitch is going down!! Cross rolls over touching his forehead then bringing his hand back out in front of him to check for blood. Widow stalks forward and slams the chair down again, just barely missing as Cross rolls out of the way and stumbles back to his feet while walking around the ring with Widow following behind yelling with the chair in her hands. Widow rounds the corner, Cross stops and turns around kicking her in the gut. Widow bends over, drops the chair and Cross plants her face first into the cage wall. She hits and bounces off stumbling into the announcer table where Cross slams her face first off the top. Widow hits and stumbles back a few steps. Cross runs at her about to smash her into the cage wall when Widow drops and plants Cross face first into the lower part of the cage with a drop toe hold getting his head jammed into one of the square cage bar openings. Widow gets up and steps on his back pulling herself up on the cage wall where she starts jumping up and down apparently trying to behead him. Widow jumps up again, only this time Cross quickly pulls himself out and stands up catching Widow sitting on his shoulders with her legs wrapped around his neck. Cross pulls himself up on the cage wall, takes a couple more steps up, carrying Widow along with him. Widow throws a couple punches to the top of his head, but Cross continues climbing the wall of the cage. Joey: Where the Hell does he think he’s going to go!? Trunks: No idea, but this looks dangerous. Joey: WHOA AHHH!!! Cross flings himself off backwards with an electric chair drop style plunge putting them both through the announcers table. The two announcers flee the scene as Cross and Widow both lay there, the crowd going nuts all around them with holy shit chants. To stall some time for them to get up we’re taken back and shown a few different replays from all sides. When we come back Cross is moving, Widow rolls over holding the back of her head. Cross stumbles up to his feet shaking his head, he rubs the back of his neck while turning around, he bends down and grabs Widow by the legs. Lifts them both up, hooked under his arms, and catapults her into the cage wall, no, Widow latches on to the cage. Cross rolls over onto a steel chair, and picks it up while getting to his feet. Cross spins around as Widow jumps twisting in mid air off the cage wall RIGHT INTO A CHAIR SHOT!!! The chair hits with a shotgun like bang and Widow’s momentum from the jump completely changed directions sending her down hard on her back. Joey: Trunks! Are you alright!? Trunks: Yeah!! That crazy slut almost killed me!! Joey: Cross did it!! Trunks: DON’T YOU TALK BAD ABOUT HIM!! Joey: Jesus!! Did you hear that chair shot!? Trunks: No, I’m deaf, didn’t you know? Idiot. Widow starts moving around face down on the floor trying to get up, when she finally pushes herself up blood starts dripping from her forehead forming a puddle on the ground. She finally gets up while Cross is waiting behind her with the chair ready to strike, Widow stumbles up and spins around CHAIR SHOT TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD!!!! Widow is sent down hard to the floor as Cross throws the chair back down and stomps around the ring tossing the steel steps aside. Joey: Wait…aren’t we missing something? Trunks: YEAH!! WHERE’S YOUR MOM!?! Joey: Home…Wait, no! Where’s Jacob!? Trunks: Whoa, where is Jacob? He’s missing a once in a life time opportunity here! Joey: You don’t think…Cross took him out…do you? Trunks: No way in HELL! Cross has the steps up above his head now walking around the corner where Widow is getting up with her hands on the chair Cross threw down. Cross makes his way around to Widow who slam the chair into the steps, causing Cross to fall back with the heavy steps landing right on his face. Widow slams the chair into the steps some more smashing Cross underneath. Widow stumbles forward throwing the chair back and wiping the blood from her eyes. Cross pushes the steps off his bloody face and slowly starts getting up as Widow is headed to the other side of the ring by the aisle. She’s digging under the ring apron for something while Cross is slowly making his way over to her. Widow pulls out a ladder, A BIG LADDER. She pulls it out while walking back, getting halfway down the aisle with this huge thing. She drags it up to the stage, but suddenly stops when Cross runs up the ladder causing her to drop it. He jumps off and clotheslines her down on the stage. Joey: This could be dangerous, that’s one HUGE ladder!! Cross jumps down off the side of the stage, and crawls underneath, where he too pulls out a HUGE LADDER!! Joey: WHAT THE!? Trunks: WHAT’S WITH THE LADDERS!?! Cross tosses his up on the stage, then pulls out a table, while Widow is on the other side doing the same thing. Both have tables slid up on the stage. Cross pulls himself back up on the stage and sets the ladder up while Widow climbs back up as well. Widow slides her table over the opening to the pit full of chairs while Cross slides his table over the top hole of the pit full of explosion boards. They both turn and walk back towards each other, Widow runs and ducks under a big boot by Cross, he stumbles forward and with his momentum Widow uses that with a drop kick to his back. Cross stumbles forward, falls and slides onto the table Widow set up. Widow quickly gets up and starts scaling the nearest ladder. While unaware, Cross too gets up and quickly starts climbing the other ladder on the opposite side. They both meet at the top and exchange a few punches, with Widow getting the better end way up high. She starts pushing the ladder, wobbling, it’s losing balance, Cross is about to fall!! Trunks: NO DON’T YOU DO IT!! Cross is grabbing at whatever he can trying not to fall, he grabs her ladder by the top, Widow bites his hand!! Trunks: BITER!!! Cross is about to tip over…until…HE GRABS HER BY THE BOOB!!! Joey: LET GO OF THAT!! Widow yells while Cross pulls himself back in, he stops himself bracing his foot on the side of Widows ladder, finally releasing his death grip, Cross pushes her ladder over with his foot, but at the same time she pushes his, both pushing each other, and at the same time pushing themselves over. Joey: HOLY GOD!!! BOTH LADDERS TIP OVER AND FALL�?FALL�?FALLING�?TWENTY FEET DOWN!!!! CRASSSSHHHH!!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!�?“HOLY SHIT!!!�?“HOLY SHIT!!�?/FONT> Trunks: THEY’VE GOTTA BE�?/FONT> Sparks start flying out everywhere from the pit Cross landed in, the one Widow landed in just let off a sound of body hitting lots of steel. Trunks: …DEAD!!! The crowd is yelling and cheering louder than ever as we switch to show some replays of the fall. Back to live action finally we see several medics scattered around checking on the two. Finally a crowd of medics move away as Widow is seen dragging herself out of the pit, followed soon after in the other pit by Cross. Joey: HOW ARE THEY ALIVE…LET ALONE *MOVING*!?! Trunks: I don’t have any idea!! Both stumble up to their feet, and go at each other, each hitting a punch, and each falling over and rolling down the stage midway down the aisle way. Both slowly stumble with a crawl towards the cage, until getting back to their feet with Cross up front heading for the cage door. Widow right behind him. As Cross opens the door Widow runs up and pushes him inside right into the ring post. Widow stumbles in after as a referee quickly closes and locks the cage door, and FINALLY the bell rings. Joey: …HERE WE GO!!! Trunks: WE’VE BEEN GOING FOR TWENTY FREAKING MINUTES PUNK!! AND WHERE THE HELL IS JACOB!?! Joey: Aww do you miss him? Trunks: Shut the f- Joey puts his hand over Trunks mouth to cut him off. Cross is bent over with his face down on the apron leaving a huge stain of blood as Widow comes up from behind only to get a back elbow to the gut from Cross. Widow turns and stumbles back, Cross grabs her and whips her to the cage wall, no Widow puts on the brakes and sends Cross face first into the cage. He jumps up, and hits hard, bounces back, stumbles out while turning around and gets flattened by Widow with a running Senton flip off the apron to the floor. Both go down with Widow on top. She rolls over, getting under the ring. Cross sits up and grabs her by the foot, and starts dragging her out. Widow rolls over and sprays Cross in the face with a fire extinguisher, she quickly gets up and hits him in the face with it. Cross falls back into the cage then slumps down the wall as Widow rolls into the ring, looking at the huge mountain of tables previously stacked in the ring with a smile. She turns and backs up as far as she can into the ring waiting on Cross to get up. Cross stands up, and Widow runs and flips over the top rope, but stops and catches herself on the apron when she sees Cross running out of the way. Cross picks up the fire extinguisher as Widow’s about to jump off with an Asai moonsault, AND THROWS IT AT HER!! The extinguisher nails her in the back stopping any movement she had planned. Widow’s left draped over the top rope as Cross picks up a chair and slides into the ring with it, as he gets up he unfolds the chair and sets it down in the ring by Widow’s head. Cross turns his back to Widow and locks their arms up for an Unprettier style hold, he steps over the chair leaving the back end close to Widow, Cross drags her out a bit so she’s directly over the chair AND HE DROPS DOWN WITH THE C4L DROP!! WIDOW LANDS THROAT FIRST ACROSS THE BACK OF THE CHAIR!! Trunks: WIDOW’S DEAD!!! Cross gets back up slowly and turns to look back at Widow who’s rolled out of the ring with her head down. Cross leans out of the ring to pull her back in and out of nowhere gets busted over the head with a trash can lid! Joey: She’s still in it!! Widow staggers up to her feet and turns around hitting Cross one more time as he falls down in the ring. Widow drags him out to the floor with her, AND KICKS HIM IN THE BALLS!! Trunks: That was uncalled for!! Cross�?face turns red as Widow slams the lid over his head again, this time taking him down. Widow tosses the trash can lid aside and picks Cross back up to his feet again. Widow whips Cross into the cage wall, he stops just in time putting his foot up against the wall. Widow runs in after him, Cross spins around and sees her coming so he quickly runs out of the way. Widow dives through and hits face first on the cage wall. Widow hits and bounces off, right in front of the door…CROSS PLOWS HER *THROUGH* THE DOOR WITH A SPEAR!!! Trunks: HE KEEPS BREAKING THAT DOOR DOWN THERE WON’T BE A CAGE LEFT!! Widow’s laying bent in half against the guard rail with Cross on top of her, he rolls over holding his bloody head, apparently slammed it into the guard rail. Widow’s holding the back of her head and she rolls out, both starting to slowly get up. Cross crawls around the cage as Widow walks around to the other side. Both start scaling up the cage walls on the outside! Trunks: Where are they going!? Joey: This isn’t making any sense!! Both keep going, higher up, until finally reaching the part at the very top. The cage wall turns inwards at a diagonal angle, the two start climbing up, getting to the very end where there’s an open space. The wire hanging down the center that holds the W2K title belt, under that the ladder resting on the scaffold. Both Widow and Cross drop down landing on the scaffold. It holds up as they move in for each other. Cross goes for a clothesline, Widow ducks under and catches Cross with a roundhouse kick as he turns around that knocks him down. He rolls over on the edge of the scaffold about to fall over the edge, the crowd is roaring. Instead of pushing him off Widow walks over to the far edge and picks something up, as she turns around we zoom in and see…A GAS CAN IN HER HAND!! Joey: OH…MY…GOD!!! Trunks: WE’RE ALL GONNA BURN TO DEATH!! I’M OUTTA HERE!!! Joey: SIT DOWN!! Widow steps over to the edge of the scaffold and turns the can upside down dumping the gas all over the huge stack of tables in the ring. Cross is slowly getting back up as Widow pulls a book of matches from her pocket, she strikes one and sets fire to the rest of the book, then drops it down causing a huge eruption of flames to explode from below. She drops the can and looks down over the edge as Cross walks up, he picks the gas can up behind her and raises it above his head. Widow turns around just before getting nailed with the can in the back of the head and kicks Cross in the gut. He doubles over and drops the can into the fire. Widow grabs him by the back of the head and drags him closer to the edge of the scaffold while looking over her shoulder to get in the right position. Joey: SWEET DREAMS IS COMING!! WIDOW’S GONNA PUT HIM THROUGH THAT FIREY HELL!!! Trunks: NO DON’T DO IT!! Widow while holding him by the head pulls him back with her as she jumps out for the Sweet Dreams…CROSS STANDS UP AND CATCHES HER�?POWERBOMB OFF THE SCAFFOLD!!!!! WIDOW FALLS…DOWN…DOWN�?CRASH BANG FIRE BURNED!!!!!!!!!!! Joey: OH MY GOD!!!! Trunks: SHE’S FUCKING FRIED CRISPY STYLE BITCH!!! Joey: 911 SOMEBODY…CALL�?.�?.…FUCKING 1!!!!! Trunks: SHUT UP AND LOOK!! YES THIS IS IT!!! Cross looks up, takes a step up the ladder, one more, looks out to the screaming crowd while taking another step, he’s closer, one more step, he reaches up, and grabs the title, ripping it off the little metal hook. Joey: NO!!! Trunks: YES OH MY GOD YES!!! Joey: ARE YOU HAVING AN ORGASM!?! Trunks: I MIGHT AS WELL BE!! JESUS CHRIST!! THE ICE AGE OS OVER!! WELCOME SUN LIGHT OF THE NEW ERA!!! AHAHAHAHAH SO LONG WIDOW!!! Joey: SHE’LL BE BACK!!! THIS ISN’T OVER!! Trunks: SHE’S DEAD!! LOOK AT HER!! ON FIRE AND NOT MOVING!! Cross with the belt in his hands drops down to both knees as Edgecrusher blasts over the sound system with the bell ringing. Seifer and Omen run out from the back and scale to the top of the cage as medics flood into the ring to check on Widow making sure she isn’t dead or being burned to death. Seifer and Omen both reach the top fairly quickly and hop down onto the scaffold and rush over to Cross who’s a bloody mess. He’s still on his knees looking down at the W2K title held tightly in both hands. He stands up throwing both arms in the air, Omen on his left and Seifer to his right, both holding a hand up. They both take the title from him and wrap it around his waist. Trunks: We’ve got a new champion!! And he’s waited damn near two long hard years just to get ONE SHOT!! We’ve got a new champion…AND HIS NAME IS CROSS!!! Cross up at the top of the scaffold after Omen and Seifer wrap the belt around his waist, gives off a big “YEAH�?scream in celebration. The three of them slowly climb down after a referee sets up a ladder off to the side of the ring away from all the broken tables. Cross climbs down first, followed by Omen, then Seifer. The three of them make their way through the ring stepping away from where Widow lies with medics and referees all around her. Cross falls down to his knees and rolls out of the ring, followed by Omen and Seifer climbing out through the ropes on each side of him. With the belt still around his waist he stumbles out of the door-less entry and falls into the guard rail. Seifer and Omen come up behind him as Cross stands back up wiping the blood out of his eyes and throws his arms back up to the crowd. His loyal fans that have always been there are going absolutely ape shit. Seifer and Omen both wrap each of Cross�?arms around their necks and help him around the ring to the aisle way, and up onto the stage. They both step away as Cross takes a step out looking down at the chaos in the ring, all the broken burned table pieces. He takes the W2K world title from around his waist and holds it up above his head with his right hand. The last shot we see of Wrestlegeddon is of the new world heavyweight champion…CROSS!!! Fade to black. |
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