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| W2K Presents RAGE Every Monday Night! | | | 
| | Monday Night RAGE
Deadline: Sundays @ Midnight Central
Venue: W2K Arena, San Antonio, Texas How to send in your strat
>>> Information <<< | | *Card Subject To Change | Main Event
Handicap
ONE FALL | | El Caliente + Mystery Partner
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Lesmond + Eric Star | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Five
Championess Title
ONE FALL | | Championess
Isabella Taylor
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Alia Starr
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Riot | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Four
Special Guest Referee
ONE FALL | | Ace Hart
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Scott Blaze | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Three
Tag Team
ONE FALL | | Amy Valentine + Xtremist
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Sapphire Lopez + Vincent Gunn | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match Two
Newbie Battle Royal
ELIMINATION | | Jason Stangs
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Wes Brady
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Marcus Bain
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Nemesis
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Lacey Morgan
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Alex Arren
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ACID
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Adam Knoxville | | -------------------------------------------- | | Match One
Singles
ONE FALL | | JJ Cool J
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Lycanthropy | | -------------------------------------------- | | | d | |
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RAGE comes on the air with the roar of the screaming crowds. The camera scanning over the new arena at all the people, when suddenly Original Prankster by The Offspring hits. The fans come to their feet going *insane* because only one man uses that theme song. The Jumbo Tron lights up with a flurry of bright green pot leafs all swarmed together, slowly spreading out forming into a word. BURNOUT The fans erupt with Burnout chants as his name and video flashes over the tron. Several clips of The Burnout Cutter on Lesmond are shown first, that's always cool. "Ladies and gentlemen...BURNOUT..." The crowd erupts again. "Will NOT BE HERE TONIGHT! THANKS PWT!!" "WALLSTREET SUCKS!! WALLSTREET SUCKS!! WALLSTREET SUCKS!!" The crowd is booing the shit out of this place as we fade off to a commercial break. |
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Backstage we open up to see Cross pacing back and forth in his locker room when the door opens up and we see the new face of Marcus Bain walk in. Cross turns back around and sees the man standing there with a smile. Cross: You must be Marcus. Omen and Switch told me a lot about you. Marcus: That would be me. Cross: So they say you’re the replacement for Omen in the group. Hope you’re up for the challenge. It’s not easy being in the NL- Marcus: Whatever, if Omen can do it then I know I can. Look, you might be the champion of this company, well maybe. We all saw you get your ass kicked last night. Bain starts to laugh a little. Marcus: But being in this stable with you only makes me look better when I get to outshine the two old farts that trained me. I’m way more intense than Kill Switch could ever be, and I’m much more talented than the little Prick himself Omen. Cross: You need to watch it, kid. Marcus: Nah, I’m good. Look I’ll meet up with you later so we can discuss how to point me in the direction of the top. Later champ. Bain turns around and walks out of the room as Cross looks on like he’s ready to tear his head off already. |
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*Ding-Ding-Ding*,
Joey: Well folks, looks like we’re ready to start the show!!!
Trunks: You think?
Lycanthropy and JJ Cool J stand in the middle of the ring ready to lock it up�?they do so�?JJ with a headlock. And a reversal as Lycan sends JJ to the ropes. On the return Lycan hit’s a flying clothesline on JJ Cool J and anticipates his return to his feet. Right away an arm-drag connect by Lycan and he holds JJ with an arm-bar submission. JJ reverses the hold for an arm bar of his own on Lycan. Lycan reverses that sending JJ to the ropes�? Knee to JJ’s gut�?JJ flips over and lands hard on the mat. Lycan with the cover ..1.�?.. Kickout by JJ Cool J!
Joey: The match is pretty much underway now and looks like JJ Cool J is in all types of trouble at the moment folks.
Trunks: I agree. But hey, its ok.
Lycan growls at JJ then lifts him to his feet�?to the ropes�?spine buster by Lycan! He pins JJ Cool J!
Joey: This may be over already!
�?...2.�?JJ kicks out! Indeed the match continues!! He lifts JJ again, Irish-whip to the ropes�?JJ Cool J returns with a running cross body, but Lycan doesn’t fall�?he tosses JJ Cool J over the top rope! JJ breaks his fall by grabbing on to the top rope for a second but still falls hard on the outside! JJ tries getting back to the ring�?Lycan reaches over from inside the ring�?JJ Cool J trips Lycan to his back from the outside then climbs the ring apron. Springboard leg drop from the top! JJ with the pin�?.�?.�?Lycanthropy kicks out. JJ Cool J comes to his feet and runs to the ropes for a springboard lionsault! Lycan lifts his knees!
Joey: OUCH!
JJ bounces off Lycans knees holding his ribs in pain.
Joey: JJ Cool J Trunks�?ended the year at a hight note. Probably the highest in his career. Huge upset victory over Lesmond. Afterwards. Lesmond’s been headlining. Lesmond’s been in show stealers.
Trunks: I think JJ Cool J needs his victory bad. A loss here would suck for him. And You’re right. JJ needs to be more consistent.
JJ and Lycan come to their feet at the same time. They lock it up and Lycan has the advantage there. But JJ isn’t giving in too easily now�? He isn’t about to lose this! He manages to lift the forearms of Lycan then slides right under his legs. He pulls on Lycans arms causing Lycan to flip forward landing on his back. Lycan gets to his feet to receive a series of kicks to his body by JJ. This causes Lycan to fall right on to the outside through the second and third rope.
Joey: I think Lycan got a taste of JJ Cool J there!
Lycan gets up, furious with this and grabs the top steel step and tosses it in the ring aiming for JJ Cool J. JJ moves out of the way as Lycan climbs the ring apron�?JJ Cool J jumps on the top of the steel steps and jumps off hitting a drop kick. Lycanthopy flies on to the outside landing on the mats. He quickly comes to his feet and slides inside the ring. While sliding in JJ Cool J kicks the steel steps causing them to hit Lycan in the head busting him wide open.
Joey: Wow, what a shot�?how Lycanthopy is still getting to his feet is beyond me!
Lycan gets up and clotheslines JJ to Hell!!!!! JJ flips in maid-air a couple times as Lycan covers with bloody face and all�?1.�?.…WOW! That was too close! JJ Cool J manages to kick out!
Trunks: This Lycan guy, With this power and intensity he can win it! JJ Cool J looks to be in trouble.
Lycan grabs Gunn for a bear hug! He tries to suck out all the wind from JJ’s lungs and put him out for good now. With blood flowing down his forehead Lycan screams as he applies more pressure. JJ is fading�? Ref lifts hand;1... Raises hand again;2... Need one more..; Bam, JJ hits Lycan with some shots to the head, so suddenly getting his second wind. Lycan keeps JJ in that positions and jumps hitting Lycan with a power-slam right onto the Steel steps! “Holy-Shit�?chants rise. JJ rolls off the steel steps and Lycan lifts them over his head ready to smash JJ Cool J with them.
Joey: He’s gonna squash ½ of the tag-team Champions!
JJ moves out of the way wit the hug *thud* being heard.
Joey: The refs have been very lenient lately with letting foreign objects slide�?even hardcore stuff. This must be something from the top.
Trunks: Why do you complain! Its RATINGS!!!
JJ Cool J pulls him self to his feet with Lycan hitting an elbow to the back of his neck. Lycan grabs Cool J and tosses him shoulder first into the steel post!! JJ continues to try and gain composure as Lycan stomps on his back. Lycan lifts JJ and Irish-whips him�?Lycan attempts a clothesline but misses�?JJ does a baseball slide and uses the bottom rope to break. He comes to his feet to watch Lycan charge him full force, JJ hit’s a drop toe hold however �?Lycan climbs to his feet. BAM, kick right in the midsection. 4:20 by JJ Cool J!!!! Covers �? 1.�?...3!!! JJ gets the pin and slides out of the ring with his hands up in the air.
“Here is your winner, JJ Cool J!!!!�?
The fans go crazy.
Joey: JJ Cool J looking strong! Will this continue!!!
Trunks: Perhaps hes got Anarchy and Palooza on his mind?
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Backstage again we see Cross walking down a lone hallway with a bottle of water in hand and a black leather jacket zipped up covering his chest, still don’t know if he has the belt or not. Joey: Is he champion or not? Trunks: Maybe the belt is under that jacket? Joey: Or maybe he lost it to the invaders. Trunks: I hope not. Cross stops all of a sudden and embraces someone with a hand shake into a hug. After they release, it’s revealed to be Omen. Omen: What’s up dude! Cross: Hey man, I was hoping I’d see you around before this next match started. Omen: Yeah, Bain’s first match, should be a good one. Cross: Yeah, but the thing is. I don’t think it’s such a good idea letting him have your spot. Omen: Don’t you think we trained him right? Cross: I’m sure you did knowing you and Switch, but he’s way too cocky. Omen: That’s how he’s built. Cross: I mean cocky like he doesn’t respect who brought him to the dance. Omen: Really? I thought he knew better than that. It’s probably just miscommunication, let me go find him and see what’s up. Cross: Alright, later bro. Trunks: Is it just me or is the NLS disintegrating before our very eyes? Joey: If they split up, then The New Wave is our only hope in the war against the R2K. |
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Trunks: Alright, the newbie battle royal is about to begin.
Joey: I think it’s funny they booked ACID and Adam Knoxville in this match.
Trunks: lol
Joey: Did you just say lol?
Trunks: I’m tired, sue me.
Backstage we see Marcus Bain standing by with Johnny Askin.
Askin: Bain, from what we’ve all heard you’re the odds on favorite to take this match by storm. Now, what’s on everyone’s mind is the fact that you were trained by two members of a very popular and well known stable in wrestling by the name of the New World Slaughter. Now what I want to know is, after hearing your blatant disregard for holding the respect of a teacher student relationship with Kill Switch and Omen�?
Bain takes the mic out of Askin’s hand and pushes him back.
Marcus: Listen to me! I’m not Omen or Kill Switch! I’m better than both of them combined! They wanted me to come here and take over Omen’s spot as the new weapon for the W2K. Fine, I’ll take his spot and then I’ll take over charge of the NLS. I’ll get Jacob back and I’ll lead him back to his mid card title. I’ll eventually get tired of letting Cross think he’s top dog and just take him down myself and become world champion. As for Switch and Omen. They didn’t get me here, they just blew hot air into an already blowing storm. Watch me when I go out there tonight and prove this to everyone when I take out every single person in that battle royal.
Bain pushes Askin away as he walks off towards the entrance area. A dark figure can be seen stepping out of the shadows behind Bain, just before we hear a loud crashing noise as we switch back to ringside where everyone is already in the ring waiting on Marcus Bain.
Joey: What in the world was that?
Trunks: I’m not sure.
Tear Away by Drowning Pool hits as the booing fans await Marcus Bain.
Joey: Where is the kid?
Trunks: Well, maybe the R2K got to him backstage?
The music cuts off and the lights drop to black.
Trunks: You know I hate when the lights turn off!!
New Jack City by MOP hits over the speakers as a dim gray light shines down on the stage. The name Omen flashes across the Jumbo Tron and the fans come alive as the Talented Prick himself steps out in the center of the gray light. As he walks forward the light follows. Behind him red pyros shoot up from the sides of the stage. After each pyro erupts it’s replaced with a white light behind him until reaching the aisle way the lights come back on and Omen takes off in a dead run towards the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope and springs up to his feet where he’s first rushed by the big man Nemesis. Omen leap frogs over the big man who hit’s the ropes and comes back right into a pay lay back flip kick from Omen. Nemesis stumbles back and falls over the top rope to the floor.
Trunks: The big man is the first eliminated!!
Wes Brady runs at Omen next, but the NLS member Omen just side steps him and grabs him by the back of the head tossing him over the top rope to the floor.
Joey: Wes Brady gone via Omen!
ACID and Adam Knoxville just look at each other, shrug then hop over the top to the floor and walk to the back.
Trunks: The two idiot stoners just threw themselves out!
Jason Stangs jumps off the top rope at Omen, but gets a super kick to the jaw for his troubles. Stangs is slammed down hard on the mat as Omen is rushed from behind by Lacey Morgan. Omen just brushes it off and whips her to the ropes. She comes back and ducks under a leap frog. Back from the other side, Omen falls face down as she steps over his back. She hit’s the ropes and turns around OMEN WITH A SPINNING WHEEL KICK!! She flips over the top rope and hit’s the floor hard as Omen lands on the apron. Alex Arren runs in at Omen who drops down and pulls the rope down with him causing Arren to fall over the top and to the floor.
Joey: Omen just cleverly took out Alex Arren and Lacey Morgan!
Omen stands back up and leaps up in the air spring boarding off the top rope, then over to the middle rope on the other side of the corner. He jumps off backwards spinning with a flip in mid air and lands a leg drop across the throat of Jason Stangs. Omen gets up slapping his chest and yelling to the fans. They respond with a welcome back chant. Omen turns and rips Jason Stangs up off the mat and into a torture rack position. Omen walks over to the corner, and slowly climbs up to the top with Stangs across his shoulders. Omen stands across the top rope trying to keep his balance while the fans rise to their feet. Omen leaps off tossing Stangs head first to the floor with a type of release reverse DVD as he lands feet first in the ring. Stangs however just landed on the back of his neck about 10 feet down on the concrete floor. The crowd slowly forms an “Omen killed you�?chant. The bell rings as Omen climbs out of the ring and grabs a mic before quickly rolling back in and getting up to his feet in the center of the ring.
Omen: Alright, I know all of you heard me tell you guys goodbye and I was retired. I thought I gave my spot in the NLS to a worthy man, a good man, a friend. I made a mistake. That’s why right now my good friend Kill Switch is…”Taking care�?of that prick Bain backstage. See I know I won’t be here forever. I’ve come to terms with that, but right now I just can’t give it up. I can’t leave this business, this company, not yet. I represent the NLS and my Plague of fans. We’ve went through some rough times. But during times of war, a soldier does not leave his comrades alone in battle taking grenades in the trenches. Cross still needs me and so do my fans. That’s why I’m here tonight to tell each and every one of you watching. All of you guys in the back.
Omen walks up getting face to face with the camera.
Omen: And especially you bitches in Revolution 2000. The Talented Prick is here to stay. Omen is coming for you, and when I get a hold of you…The Plague will take over the revolution…Welcome to the land of the heartless. Welcome back…to my world.
Omen drops the mic as New Jack City hits over the speakers once again. He walks over to the corner stepping up to the middle rope with both arms out as we fade to commercial on the roaring fans. |
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We come back to see The Jerm sitting behind his desk looking like a grade A asshole. The Jerm: W2K fans. We here at the W2K have a very important announcement to make. As many of you have probably heard by now. This will be our last show on the MSN networks. As next week we will be airing on Wednesday nights...on HBO. Some of you are asking each other. "Is W2K finally making it to the big times?" Well, yes and no. You see HBO is a very popular channel, but many of you still don't get it. We've been airing on the internet for years and we've managed to develop a *strong* following just by net fans, and we don't want to lose that relationship. Thus, the W2K will not be changing to a more commercialized product. We obviously upped the value of the arena and changed the appearance, but the in ring quality will not decrease. We believe the pure wrestling fans are what brought us to the dance, and we will do everything possible to keep you interested and on the edge of your seats. So we here at the W2K would like to thank our loyal fans for all the support given to us over the years, and we would also like to extend this to the MSN networks. The Jerm smirks, then flips off the camera!? The Jerm: MSN has done nothing but make business as miserable as possible for us over these last several years, and quite frankly I can't wait for this show to be over so we can be rid of those...those bastards once and for all! Thanks for your time. Remember fans, next Wednesday night RAGE will begin airing on HBO at our regularly scheduled time, don't miss out, I promise you what you see tonight and next week will recreate history. Fade to commercial. |
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The scene comes up in the backstage area, where Xtremist is seen walking through the halls, dressed for his match. Once again, just like last week, Xtremist runs into Drew Stevenson, however this time neither of them are jumping the gun to want to fight, instead they stand still and have a staredown. But that lasts only momentarily as Xtremist extends his hand. Drew looks at it, and back to Xtremist. They stare eachother in the eyes, and Drew too extends his hand and the two shake hands out of a mutual friendship, and a newly found respect they have found for eachother after that battle Royal 3 weeks ago, not to mention their past as tag team champions back in NWA: Midwest. The two shake hands, and then they release and have just a brief stare down. A smirk comes across their faces and they nod their heads in agreement to something and then walk off their own seperate ways. |
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Shot returns to ringside where Xtremist and Amy Valentine is in the ring and Sapphire is standing at ringside waiting on Vincent. Autopilot Off's "Blind Truth" hits the PA as out steps Vincent Gunn from behind the curtain. Vincent raises both arms before taking a few steps towards the ring. He doesn't get very far however, as out from behind the curtain appears Eric Star, sledgehammer in one hand, steel chair in the other. Star drops the chair and this alerts Gunn as he turns around, but before he can do anything Star has swung that sledgehammer and hit him hard on the knee. Sapphire screams out and attempts to help her partner, but Amy Valentine is holding onto two large handfuls of Sapphires hair, stopping her from helping Vincent. Sapphire tries fighting her way out, but Amy's strong grip from behind, along with being inside the ring ensures Sapphire can't get to her partner. Camera cuts back to the ramp where Eric Star is pointing the sledgehammer at Vincent as he lies on the ground in agony. Star however isn't done. He picks up the chair, puts Vincents leg inside the chair and slams the sledgehammer down onto the metal. A sickening clang can be heard... Joey: OH MY GOD! Trunks: Break It! Break his damn leg. Star looks down at Vincent before smirking to the booing crowd and raising an arm before making his way backstage. Medics come rushing out from the curtain as Star just pushes one violently out of his way. Back at ringside we see Amy Valentine dragging Sapphire into the ring by the hair. The bell rings, seems as since Vincent is being treated by medical staff, the match will start without him... Joey: What the? This isn't a handicap match... Trunks: Didn't you get the memo? Joey: .... Trunks: Another one who doesn't understand...Well what can I say? It's a 25% ownership thing. Back in the ring we can see Amy Valentine and Xtremist attack Sapphire in a two-on-one. The referee tries to get Amy out of the ring and in doing so, turns his back on Xtremist who gets a low blow by Sapphire for his troubles. The ref eventually gets Amy out of the ring as Sapphire continues to go to work on Xtremist with lefts and rights. Sapphire gets up, Irish whip to the ropes, no reversed. Sapphire sent to the ropes. Amy lifts the knee and hits Sapphire on the back. the boos from the crowd don't last long however as Sapphire turns and nails Amy with a right. Sapphire turns again and delivers a tackle to Xtremist, taking him to the mat before biting Xtremist in the face. Trunks: BITER! Joey: Sapphire fighting for survival here... The ref makes with the five count, which should really be named a four count because face it, who ever gets to five? Sapphire pulls her teeth away before picking up Xtremist and whipping him to the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring, where for a second time she sinks her teeth into Xtremists forehead. Once again we make with the 'four count', and this time, we see a small trickle of blood from Xtremists forehead. Sapphire brings him to the centre of the ring before delivering a forearm to the back, but Xtremist tackles her and pushes her back into his own corner, where Amy makes the tag. With Sapphire now pinned in, Amy takes the tag rope and begins choking Sapphire out with it. Xtremist leaves the ring as Amy steps in before mounting the turnbuckle and delivering ten punches to the top of the head, followed by a monkey flip. Amy stands as the crowd boos her again, but she just shouts an inaudible obscenity at them before going right back to work on Sapphire. Amy picks Sapphire up and delivers a scoop slam before dragging her back to her corner by the hair. She tags in Xtremist who comes in over the top with a legdrop before picking up Sapphire and delivering a scoop slam... Joey: Vincent Gunn!!! Trunks: NO!! Thats right, Vincent has appeared from behind the curtain, hobbling heavily and wincing in pain each time as Xtremist picks up Sapphire for a slam. Xtremist, having not seen Vincent yet, grabs Sapphire before picking her up and whipping her to the opposite turnbuckle to his own. Vincent hops on the apron and taps Sapphire on the shoulder as the crowd erupts. Vincent steps into the ring and delivers a heavy right to Xtremist. Amy runs in, Vincent gives her a right for her troubles as well...Xtremist is back up, but Vincent just continues to take it to both of these competitors single handedly. Amy rolls to the outside after a right, but the numbers game catches up on Vincent as Xtremist delivers a chop block to the weakened knee. Xtremist picks up Vincent, but Vincent just pushes Xtremists hands off him before hitting him with another haymaker, sending him back to his own corner. Xtremist makes the tag. Vincent then whips Amy to the ropes, then picks her up for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker onto the injured knee. Trunks: Derrrr! Way to go smart guy! Vincent is first up however and grabs Amy's hair before delivering a heavy kick to the gut, he picks her up, ready to drop her with a scoop slam... Joey: ERIC STAR!! The Names right. Stars come back to ringside through the crowd and as Vincent was ready to slam Amy, Star chop blocks Gunn. Amy turns as both her and Gunn fall right into a small package...1...2...Amy grabs the ropes....3!!! Joey: Damnit, he did it again! Eric Star getting involved in another Vincent Gunn match. Another chorus of boos rings out as Vincent can only hold his knee in pain. Eric Star quickly makes his way to the back as we cut to another break. |
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The scene comes back from a commercial break where we see Damen Vinyard stepping through the arena doors with the Impact title draped over his shoulder. The fans immediately start booing like crazy. Joey: Great, the R2K has arrived. Cutter, Falcone, Ravage, Aftershock, and finally Trey Trauma all step in afterwards. Eddie Macklin rushes into the scene catching R2K’s attention, more specifically Trey Trauma. Macklin: Trey! The other night we all saw a show that was never meant to be televised. Who won? What was the outcome of the world title match!? Trey just snarls as he pushes Macklin against the wall and walks off. Macklin tries to follow after, but gets a big boot to the face from Aftershock for his troubles. Macklin goes down in a heap and doesn’t move. Joey: They just destroyed Eddie Macklin!! Trunks: Freaking good! Joey: But…who is the W2K champion? |
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Joey: Ladies and Gentlemen his next match isn't going to be for the weak of hearts. It isn't schedualed to be no holds barred, but I have a feeling that's exactly what this is going to turn into Trunks, especially after last week's New Years Resolutions match.
Trunks: Scott Blaze and who ever this special guest referee is, need to end the *legacy* of fag face Hart. He's tool old. I mean, he's like the friggin crypt keeper.
Joey: I think other wise...
The beginning cords to Conflict begin to play over the speaker system and the lights dim down, finally going out. 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. In the middle of all this, a spotlight appears on the steel stage and movement can be detected in the curtains. We see a man walk from out, directly into the light....Scott Blaze. The icon looks around at the crowd and takes in the booing as if they are cheering him on. He looks down at his opponent 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. 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, showing off his more than perfect physique. He climbs down as the music comes to an end and the house lights come back on.
Trunks: WOOOO! You the man Blaze!
Joey: He's a heartless, sadistic son of a bitch.
Trunks: Exactly! WOO!
"Do You Call My Name" by RA hits the speakers, the soft, melodic keys sting through the speakers as the lights darken, then pitch black. Strobe lights, multi-colored, scan the crowd."Kill me with a beat" is whispered and then the heavy guitar kicks in, followed by the lyrics, the crowd silent, then, a shadow, a figure, at the entrance. He's silent, still, a stone statue, large figure. When the chorus hits, so does a spot light, beaming down on him, making him seem pale under the light. The crowd roars as Ace looks at them all, his hair soaked, a water bottle in his hand, cap screwed on, in his standard wrestling attire, Flawless Championship around his waist. Ace throws his head back, his hair whipping behind him as he spits water out over the ramp and close sitting fans, in a mist form, making them cheer all the louder, camera flashes, nearly blinding. His face no londer clean shaven as before when he left, but now, supporting an old school look, relevent of his age, his time, the harley race mutton chops. Handle bars as some would call, gay as hell others would. Ace could care less, he's forty, and isn't impressing any one, just destroying. He makes his way, finally, to ring side, and climbs up onto the apron and then into the ring, tossing the water bottle into the crowd. The music ends almost instantaneously as Ace and Blaze goes nose to nose and start arguing back and forth.
Joey: They are going to explode before we even find out who the guest referee is.
Trunks: Kick his ass Blaze.
Blaze shoves Ace, and Ace shoves him back, pointing his finger at him and yelling. Blaze smacks his hand away and yells back.
"The Game" erupts throughout the arena, the fans start to boo as they know that Alia will be joining them soon enough.
Trunks: What the hell....
Joey: HA! Alia Starr. Blaze screwed himself.
Trunks: WHAT THE HELL!
Both Ace and Blaze stop. They take a few steps back and look at the entrance ramp. Blaze smirks, Ace looks livid.
Alia comes out and stands there, looking around the arena, a smirk then appears across her lips. She begins to walk towards the ring, at the bottom of the ramp, Alia grabs the bottom rope pulling herself up onto the ring apron, she rolls into the ring and then,stands up in the middle of the ring, her smirk still on her face, she then reaches her arms out and up a little as she walks in a small circle. Alia then drops her arms and removes her smirk. She looks at both men and walks over to Ace. She smiles sweetly and holds out her hands.
Joey: Alia is asking for the title.
Trunks: I'm boycotting RAGE, this is crap.
Ace looks down at her, his mood not changed from when he first herd her music. Alia may not hate Ace, but he still can't stand her. Ace raches back and up snaps the belt and hands it too her. Alia raises it over her head for the fans and then hands it off to ring side. Alia turns to look back at the guys, only to see Blaze already on the canvas and Ace pulling him back up after a vicious close line.
The bell rings and the match is under way.
Trunks: Cheap shot.
Joey: Ace hit him head on...
Trunks: Scott wasn't expecting it, it wasn't fair.
Joey: Not expecting it? They're in a damn match!
Back in the ring, Ace whips Blaze across the ring and catchs him in a spinng spine buster. Blaze's back snaps against the canvas and he arches in pain. Ace waists litting time in dropping both kness into Blaze's sternum, forcing his back against the canvas. Ace gets up, pulling Blaze with him, onto to put him back down with a tilt-o-whirl back breaker.
Joey: Hart in full control.
Trunks: Wouldn't be if Blaze wasn't screwed with the referee situation. What was Jerm thinking?
Ace begins to pull Blaze but up, but Blaze low blows him and pushes him away. Ace stumbles back and drops to a knee. Alia jumps over to Blaze and starts screaming at him, warning him she's disqualify him. Blaze ignores her and stands up. He walks over to Hart and starts lacing into his face with rights and lefts, backing him into the corner. Blaze then goes to whip Ace across the ring, but Ace reverse, then Blaze reverses by pulling Hart into him and an impaler DDT.
Trunks: What a move by the flawless superstar.
Joey: Who?
Trunks: SCOTT!
Joey: He lost the title.
Trunks: Shut your mouth.
Blaze pops back to his feet, the crowd raining on him with boos. Blaze pulls Ace back up and then sends him back down with a quick snap suplex. Blaze stands back up and raises his arms out wide, a cocky grin on his face. Blaze turns around and pulls Ace back up, and whips him across the ring. Ace returns and comes right into a heavy kick to the gut. Blaze goes for a powerbomb, but Ace is too much bulk for him. Ace reversed it and back drops Blaze over the ropes to the floor infront of the commentators table.
Trunks: That was cheap.
Joey: What?!
Trunks: Complete desperation move. What a fag.
Ace climbs out of the ring, still shaking the cob webs. Ace pulls Blaze up and then whips him into the stairs, Ace jumping with the whip, putting nearly three hundred pounds of muscle and every thing he has behind it. Blaze crashes through the stairs, splitting them like bowling pins, as Blaze nearly knocks down the guardrail. Alia just stands in the ring with a small smile.
Trunks: Look at her! This is crap!
Joey: Ha! His own plan reversed against him.
Ace walks over to Blaze and pulls him up and then lifts him up into a bear hug position. Ace turns around and then rams Blaze back first into the ring post and then quickly spins around and spine busts him onto the flat side of the bottom half of the steps. The clang echos as the crowd goes wild, and Blaze howls in pain. Ace pulls Blaze back up to his feet and then kicks him in the gut and drills him back onto the stairs, face first with the Divine Sign!
Joey: DIVINE SIGN! DIVINE SIGN! IT'S OVER!
Trunks: NO! This is crap. RAGE IS CRAP! SCREW U JERM!
Ace stands up with a smile and pulls Blaze up, blood is running down his face like crazy.
Trunks: Jesus!
Joey: He deserves it.
Ace goes to put Blaze face first into the ring post, but some how Blaze elbows him and then rams Ace face first into it. Ace stumbles side ways and Blaze rolls him into the ring. Blaze drops to a knee and shakes his head, blood dripping all over the floor. He gets up and walks over to the time keeper, knocking him away and taking his chair, folding it up and climbing back into the ring. Ace is back on his feet, but his back is turned to Blaze as he stumbles around, shaking off the major headache. Alia starts screaming at Blaze and then yells at Ace to look out.
Trunks: Oh come on! That bitch is ridiculous!
Ace turns around and Blaze goes to swing, but Ace ducks and then kicks Blaze in the gut, followed by a DDT that sends the crowd into a massive burst of cheer.
Joey: WHAT A MOVE!
Trunks: CRAP CRAP CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!
Blaze's head bounces off the canvas and he flops onto his back. Ace smirks, looking at Blaze laying lifeless in the middle of the ring and then grabs ahold of his feet.
Trunks: Dear god no!
Joey: DO IT!
Ace locks in the sharpshooter, sending all kinds of wonderful pain shooting through Blaze's back. Blaze comes to life in seconds, howling in pain, his head shaking, arms flailing for the ropes, for any kind of escape. Ace just leans back and locks it in tighter every time Blaze tries to move.
Trunks: Oh god. Oh god!
Blaze starts pounding the canvas with his fists, screaming in pain, blood running down his crimson stained face. Blaze finally starts tapping the canvas and the crowd goes wild.
Joey: It's over! It's over!
Trunks: N--YES!
Ace slumps to the canvas as his skull is busted open via a HUGE chair shot from Alia!
Joey: NO DAMN IT!
Trunks: YES! I KNEW IT! WHAT A PLAN! WHAT A PLAN! BLAZE IS KING! JERM IS A GENIUS!
Alia pulls Blaze over Hart and counts the three!
Joey: Damn it this isn't right!
"Conflict" hits and Blaze's arm is raised as he is helped back up by Alia. Blaze gives a crimson smirk, his plan coming through. Alia wraps her arms around him and kisses him gently, the crowd reigning down with boos.
Joey: Damn it Ace got screwed!
Blaze and Alia pull Ace up and then WHAM Blaze drills Ace with a Dynamic Driver right onto the chair!
Joey: NO! NO!
Blaze and Alia laugh as they wrap their arms around each other, looking down at the lifeless, bloody Ace Hart, the scene cutting away. |
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Joey: Our following match is the special three-way match-up�?for the Championess Title of W2K!
Trunks: BOOBIES!
Joey: Didn’t we stop worrying about those so much and start caring more about the actual wrestling in these matches about�?a year ago?
Trunks: Eh.
Joey: The fact is, these women stand in the middle of this ring every single night and put it all out there for their fans�?and they should be respected for it just as much as anyone else.
Trunks: You’re right. You know what else?
Joey: Wha-�?
Trunks: BOOBIES!
(Alia Starr, Riot, and resident Championess of W2K, Isabella Taylor, are all standing in their respective corners, waiting for the match to get underway. Izzy hands over her Championess Title Belt to the referee�?but she seems to have her threatening glare transfixed upon something�?or someone. The referee takes the belt across the ring to Alia, displaying it to her, and then across to Riot, showing the gold to her in the same way.)
Joey: You know, Trunks, one thing that I think has been nearly overlooked up to this point, pertaining to this match-up�?
(Finally, the referee carries it back to the center of the ring and holds the prize high above his head.)
Joey: �?is the fact that this is Isabella Taylor’s first real chance at getting her hands on Riot, the person she’s considered a mortal enemy since that manipulative woman decided to play her mind games with- OH GOD!
(As the referee lowers the belt, he doesn’t even have a chance to get out of the way as Isabella Taylor suddenly charges across the ring, shoving the man in the striped shirt out of the way, and POUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCING [the action�?not the wrestling move] on Riot! The referee looks up from the canvas and sees the action already in motion, popping up to his hands and knees and quickly sliding the Title Belt under the bottom rope to ringside as he calls urgently for the bell.
*DING DING!*)
Joey: Izzy Taylor didn’t want to wait!
Trunks: She doesn’t have to, she’s the Championess. And can you blame her?!?
Joey: Not a bit!
(Izzy is all over Riot in the corner! Right hand after right hand after right hand after goddamn right hand! Riot had better be careful or she’s going to come out of this match with her face growing out of the space between her shoulder blades! Riot is hunching down a little, withering that much more every time Izzy’s right fist connects.)
Joey: What is Alia doing?!?
(Alia is still in her neutral corner�?just watching as all of this violence unfolds.)
Trunks: Being smart.
(She smirks a little�?and finally begins stalking across the ring, toward Isabella and Riot.)
Trunks: See, watch this.
(Isabella reels back again, but Alia grabs her fist from behind! Izzy whirls around and DISCUS LEFT HAND TO THE FACE OF ALIA SENDS HER TO THE CANVAS!)
Joey: Yeah, that was great.
Trunks: *sigh* Women.
(Izzy doesn’t give Alia Starr a second thought, quickly turning back around- THUMB TO THE EYE! Riot made that well-timed cheap shot with perfect precision, and the referee reprimands her for it, but the scolding falls on deaf ears, as Riot turns Izzy around and whips her across the ring, into the opposite buckles. Izzy takes the whip pretty hard, and Riot looks to follow up, charging across the ring, right into a heaping helping of WRESTLING BOOTS! Izzy gets the feet up and kicks Riot square in the face! Riot stumbles back, holding her face in pain�?and turns back around, only to be met by a forward rolling heel kick from Isabella Taylor! SMACK! “OHHHH!!!�?How Low Ki of her. Riot is down�?and looks to be out. Izzy stands up over her and looks down at her fallen carcass, breathing heavily.)
Trunks: What the hell?
Joey: Cover her, Izzy!
(But Izzy doesn’t cover her�?she just stares down at Riot with rage in her eyes. BAM! Alia Starr suddenly flies into the scene, shoulder tackling Izzy out of the way, so that Izzy falls back against the corner, and Alia takes the opportunity to fall on for the easy cover! One�?two�?THR- NO! IZZY MAKES THE SAVE! She RIPS Alia up from the canvas and KNEE! The knee lift connects perfectly with Alia’s lowered face! AGAIN! AGAIN! This time, Izzy pulls Alia forward and drives her knee into the midsection, keeping her doubled over long enough to hit the ropes and come back for a running dropkick to the temple! “Ohhh!�?Alia collapses immediately and rolls instinctively across the ring, stopping at the bottom rope and clutching the side of her head.)
Joey: Have we ever seen Isabella Taylor so vicious?!?
(Izzy stands up and stares across the ring at Alia, taking the time to spit in a disgusted fashion- ROLL-UP! ONE! TWO! THRE- KICKOUT! Izzy just BARELY kicks out of Riot’s roll-up pin attempt! Izzy is up again�?and she does NOT look happy! Not that she looked happy before�?but even less so now! Or something! Exclamation points!!! Riot sees the look on Izzy’s face�?and she knows she may very well be in a good bit of trouble. Izzy pops up to her feet and doesn’t waste any time stalking toward Riot, who immediately drops to her knees, trying to beg Izzy off.)
Joey: Oh, come on! Have some dignity!
(Izzy is mocking her momentarily, before leaning forward- THUMB TO THE EYE!)
Trunks: HAHA! THAT’S TWO, BEBBEH!
(“WOOOO!�?Riot has the advantage now and pops up to her feet, whipping Izzy into the ropes. Izzy rebounds right into a hip toss from Riot, and just as Izzy hits the canvas, Riot drops the leg across her throat!)
Joey: Quite the combination from Riot.
(Riot is on for the cover and gets one�?gets two�?ALIA STARR MAKES THE SAVE! Alia quickly gets the pick-up on Riot and Riot breaks free! She pulls Alia her in for a short arm clothesli- DUCKED! HOOKED! *VICIOUS* STO FROM ALIA PLANTS RIOT! SHE’S NOW NOTHING BUT A STAIN IN THE CANVAS! Alia is back on her feet�?AND IZZY WHIRLS HER AROUND! Alia takes Riot’s well-taken route with ANOTHER thumb to the- BLOCKED! IZZY SHOVES HER BACK! ZERO SUPERKICK!!! WHAP! Alia falls like a ton of bricks, and Izzy immediately hits a standing Taylor Turnover! She’s on for the cover and gets one�?gets two�?AND WITH THE THREE-COUNT, IZZY CAN CHALK UP ANOTHER SUCCESSFUL TITLE DEFENSE! “Soulfire�?rocks the house and we get a close-up of Izzy’s face�?and she still doesn’t look satisfied as she looks up the entryway. This is when we switch cameras to see a battered Riot stumbling up the ramp toward the dressing room, still unpinned.) |
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Back in the ring, Star and Lesmond are looking over at El Caliente who's in his own corner, alone...Lesmond and Star look towards each other as they pace towards Caliente, all on his lonesome. As they're about to strike however, some Mariachi music hits the PA as Lesmond and Star look over... Joey: Couldthat be Calientes partner?... Trunks: I'm guessing so... ...But no, this time nobody comes out. Lesmond steps towards Caliente before hitting him with a right, sending him completely over the top rope. He poses to the crowd and...GETS HIT FROM THE TOP ROPE! Joey: He's Here!! Calientes partner is here!! Trunks: ......It...It looks like....Like it's not a he at all...Thats...Thats a female! It is a female! And The match continues as Calientes partner gets the pick-up on Lesmond before whipping him to the ropes and delivering a fantastic hurricarana sending Lesmond to the outside. Joey: What Skill. Caliente was right when he said this person has been wrestling for years. Trunks: Or so it would seem. Lesmond is stunned. He gets back in and tags in Eric Star. Star enters the ring as Les points to the opponent. Star runs...Arm Drag takeover. Stars quick to his feet...And another! Star nips up quickly a second time...and taken down with a third arm drag as the crowd begins to cheer. Star, unsure, turns around towards his tag-team partner and makes another tag as the established legend steps back into the ring. Lesmond runs a hand through his hair before reaching up for a test of strength. His opponent, Luchaette reaches up with her left hand as Les lifts the boot to the stom...No! Luchaette catches the kick with her other hand and flips over for a stepover heel kick. Nipping up, she delivers a standing moonsault before climbing back to her feet again. She runs to the ropes...Springboard Moonsa..NO! Eric Star pulls the ropes away, therefore ensuring Luchaette slips off the ropes to the outside...And this is where Star takes the advantage. He drops to the outside before whipping her to the steel steps. The crowd boos as Star just gives them all a smug grin before sarcastically dusting off a shoulder. Lesmond rolls to the outside, breaking the count before picking Luchaette up and rolling her back into the ring. Les climbs in, delivers a few stomps then tags in Star as he goes to work on her with a fujiwara armbar, with submission intentions....Caliente is on the apron, riling the crowd up, and soon we can hear people clapping as Luchaette rises to her feet. A standing clothesline to Star before breaking the armbar and making it back to her corner. Lesmond runs in as she makes the tag. The ref runs over to stop him but Caliente springs into action. A left hand to Star, then a right, then a...No, this time, the referee gets in the way and sends Caliente back to his corner. Turns out the ref didn't see the tag. Star grabs Luchaette by the hair and pulls her back into the ring before stomping on the arm a few more times. Star pokes Caliente in the eye from the inside, and due to Calientes temper, he tries to get into the ring, only for the referee to stop him and while this is going on, Lesmond and Star double-team Luchaette, much to the dissatisfaction of the crowd. The ref turns and we see Lesmond leaving the ring. The ref goes to shout at him, but Lesmond holds up the tag rope and says "I've been here the whole time". Star whips Luchaette to his corner where he then tags in Lesmond again. Lesmond steps in as Star holds Luchaettes arm up, exposing the ribs as Lesmond delivers a kick. Eric leaves the ring as Lesmond puts Luchaette on the top ropes. He goes for a superplex...No, Countered by Luchaette as she drops him to the mat before delivering a senton splash from the top. Both competitors are down...Struggling to the ropes...The usual story really as Lesmond makes the tag. Then Luchaette, struggles for the tag, reaches out and to nobodies surprise, Gets it. The crowd goes wild as Caliente hops into the ring taking down Star with a right, then Lesmond, then...Oh, you get it by now!....Anyway, one last punch sends Lesmond to the outside and after taking out both Star and Lesmond for a while, it's Star who blindsides El Caliente. Star whips Caliente to the turnbuckle as on the outside, Lesmond pulls Luchaette down by the ankles face first onto the apron. Luchaette goes down as Star puts Caliente up on the top, but instead of climbing back in, he delivers a flapjack in towards the ring. Lesmond, now inside, watches as Caliente comes downwards before delivering an elevated SeX-Factor to the young luchador. Lesmond rolls out of the ring as Star makes his way back onto the turnbuckle he just dropped Caliente from before delivering his patented ADX-10 and hooking the leg.. 1...2...3! The bell rings as "Cocky" by Kid Rock, The Original New Waves theme music, rocks the house but Lesmond quickly picks up a mic and waves his other arm shouting into the mic... Lesmond: Cut the damn music right now... The music cuts off as Lesmond continues speaking... Lesmond: Now do you see the strength of the New Wave? Myself and Eric Star...We're slowly but surely becoming the greatest faction in W2K history, much like the original bunch I created dominated NRA. For years I've been the greatest this business has to offer; The man who has weighed and measured those for years and deemed them worthy of creating their own destiny in this business. I am the builder of the Lesmond standard of Excellence; and unlike Burnout, The Jakal, Valek and Hexus, I am The one true measuring stick of this business that has stood the test of time... Lesmond pauses as the crowd boos, but he continues speaking... Lesmond: And to not have even been considered for title contendership is insulting to everything I've worked hard for and bled for over the years. Instead, I have to step into the ring with the rest of the pissants in this federation and 'earn' it...Well for those who believe it will be earned, you couldn't be further from the truth. This will be a breeze...I can personally..Guarantee it! "Cocky" hits the PA once again as Lesmond raises an arm. Both him and Star depart from the ring as we fade to a break. |
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Head Like A Hole hits as The Jerm steps out into the booing arena. Holding a suitcase in hand he makes his way straight down the ramp and gets to the ring. Wasting no time The Jerm climbs in with a mic already in hand his music cuts off. The Jerm: Alright, you all saw what happened the other night on that bootlegged copy of Underground. Unfortunately that was meant to stay off camera for a special surprise, but some mid card jobbers had to ruin it! Now, as for Revolution 2000. I want each and every one of you to come out here right now! Without hesitation the opening chords of Debonaire by Dope hit as R2K comes out led by Trey Trauma and Damen Vinyard. Aftershock, Cutter Flash, Falcone, and last but not least Ravage walk out behind. R2K in one big group all make their way down the ramp and pile into the ring all around The Jerm. The music cuts off. The Jerm: Alright, I think we’ve all had enough of this crap! The fans actually cheer The Jerm for once as he turns around walking to the corner with his briefcase and opens it up. The Jerm: At least�?/FONT> He looks up at the camera with a huge smile on his face. The Jerm: I’ve never been a fan of the suspense. Joey: What’s he doing? The Jerm pulls out the Impact championship and Damen walks over as The Jerm sets it down on his shoulder, and pats the title as Damen looks at it smiling. The Jerm extends his hand, and Damen shakes it! Trunks: What the Hell is he doing!? Joey: I knew it!! Trey said something about a fifty percent thing mocking Lesmond! But I prayed it wasn’t true! The Jerm picks his mic back up as he reaches into the briefcase pulling out…the new W2K title he brought in a few weeks ago! The Jerm: There’s one last presentation fans. So SHUT UP!! Trey, this gives me great pleasure to announce you…as…THE NEW�?/FONT> “Due to the graphic nature of this content…listener discretion…is advised.�?/FONT> Trunks: CROSS!! The opening words to Edgecrusher come out followed by the metal opening to the song. Cross steps out on the stage with a mic in his hands as the people start going nuts about to blow the roof off the place. Cross still wearing his leather jacket zipped up. Joey: This may not be a smart move, Trunks! The NLS are all gone. Trunks: We still got Omen! Joey: Yeah, but is he even still here? Trunks: What about The New Wave!? Joey: They’re all gone! Veronica Beck took them out for a celebration victory party! The music cuts off as the chants of Cross die down from the fans. Cross: Now hold on just a damn minute! “Cross! Cross! Cross! Cross!�?/FONT> Cross: McMillion you little snake! I knew you were behind all of this, but you see there’s just one thing you fuckass didn’t expect! Trey walks towards the near side of the ring leaning against the ropes yelling at Cross. Cross: You assholes down there never expected, just like I never expected. That he would come back. Joey: Who!? Trunks: What’s he talking about? Cross: The last thing you all saw was all of these pussies stomping me down, but what happened next…nobody saw it coming. Trey grabs the mic from The Jerm. Trey Trauma: You got nothing! We destroyed your little jobber friends camera! We all saw what happened, you were down and I won! I’m the new W2K champion and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it! Cross: Well, unfortunately for you people actually like me. And well, let’s just say Colin and FTN weren’t the only ones taping that show last night. Cross unzips his jacket to reveal the FTW belt wrapped around his waste. Cross: This you can never take from me! Trey Trauma: THERE’S NO FOOTAGE LEFT AND YOU KNOW IT!! I’M THE CHAMPION!! The fans boo at Trey’s comment. Cross: Heh, then watch this dip shit. The Jumbo Tron comes to life showing the end of the match where Cross is in the ring being stomped down by the R2K. In a different view from before we see Falcone smashing the camera while Colin and FTN get their heads stomped into the ground. Falcone slides back into the ring where they have Cross�?head stuck between the ladder. Trey lifts the chair up above his head and suddenly the lights shut off. Paul Hymen: WHAT’S GOING ON!? We can hear the ring bounce, followed by CRACK!! CRACK!!! CRACK!!! CRACK!! CRACK!! The sounds of steel smashing against bone, the lights come back on and now we’re in an entirely new game. Ravage, Aftershock, Cutter, Damen, and Falcone are all laid out with bleeding foreheads. Paul Hymen: WHAT HAPPENED!? Trey Trauma no longer has his chair in hand, but instead a worried expression on his face as he looks around at all his fallen friends not knowing what the Hell just happened. The fans are going crazy, all fifty or sixty of them, but they sound like a football stadium. The lights go off once again, then flash back on…RYAN CAIN IS HERE!! HE ZERO KICKS TREY TRAUMA‘S FACE INTO THE FRONT ROW!! Paul Hymen: HOLY SHIT!! WHERE DID HE COME FROM!? The fans are going *insane* at the arrival of Ryan Cain. Cross is moving around. The ref has his hands on his head not knowing what the fuck to do. Ryan yells at him to count the ten. So the ref rather than suffering the same fate as the R2K starts the count as Ryan slides out of the ring. 1.�?.�?.�?.�?.�?6... Cross is pulling himself up by the ropes. �?.�?... He’s up on one knee. �?9.�? Cross stands up. �?0!! Ryan slides back into the ring with the FTW belt as Cross stumbles around to face Ryan who puts the title belt into Cross chest. Cross grabs the title with one arm while falling down to one knee with a shocked look on his face holding the back of his head with his free hand. Ryan just flashes that trademark smile before stepping backwards and dropping down to roll out of the ring, and back stepping up the aisle way as he and Cross stare at each other. The video ends and we go back to the arena where the fans are going crazy with “Ryan Cain�?chants. Joey: Ryan helped Cross!? Trey Trauma: DAMN IT CROSS!! THAT’S BULLSHIT!! HE WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!! Cross: NEITHER WERE YOUR BUNCH OF GOONS BUT THEY WERE!! Trey Trauma: Well, I don’t see your “friend�?here now, so how about you come down here and talk to us like that…bitch! Cross: Bitch, huh? Alright then. Cross starts walking down the ramp and towards the ring. Cross un buckles the belt dropping it from around his waist as he reaches up grabbing the top ropes and starts to pull himself up on the apron with one knee. Trunks: Don’t do it!! They’re gonna destroy him if he gets in that ring! Joey: WE NEED TO GET EVERYONE WE GOT LEFT OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!! Trunks: COME ON GUYS!! Cross drops back down to the floor with a smile. Trey Trauma: What’s the matter?! The big bad W2K champion scared of little ol us? Cross: Nah, I think I proved that when I dominated your ass last week. But unfortunately for you I’m not stupid. Trey Trauma: Ah, I see, so the all mighty champion and leader of “wasted talent�?is just going to run off to the back and not fight, alright. Go on. I’m sure your fans will understand you being A PUSSY! Cross: I never said I was leaving. I’m just waiting on this guy. The cameras shoot back to the stage where we see “FRANCHISE�?flash over the Jumbo Tron. 96 Quite Bitter Beings rocks the house and the fans jump to their feet with an explosion of cheers as Ryan Cain steps out for the first time in weeks! Trunks: HE’S BACK!! Joey: RYAN CAIN CAME BACK ON UNDERGROUN…NOW HE’S HERE ON RAGE!! Ryan walks down the ramp to ringside standing beside Cross. The first time we’ve seen these two standing side by side without fighting in almost a year! The fans are starting up a loud “Freaks�?chant. Trey Trauma: COME ON!! WE’LL DESTROY THE TWO OF YOU!! Cross: You’re right, you probably would. But you won’t destroy all of us. The ring bounces as Cross and Ryan slide in quickly. The fans are going insane all over again. Behind R2K we see Xtremist and Drew Stevenson. Drew goes straight for Damen. Cross and Trey go at it. Xtremist fights with Cutter as Ryan takes it to Falcone. The Jerm runs for his life. Aftershock and Ravage however split apart and begin double teaming The Freaks. Ryan and Cross both in separate corners getting beat down by two men apiece. Xtremist and Drew slowly start to get the losing end as well. Joey: Damn it! There’s just too many of them! The crowd that was booing come back with an explosion of cheers when they see Dante Cross haul ass out from the back with JT Kash close behind. Dante spears Ravage into next week and starts laying in punch after punch going for blood. JT Kash spins Trey Trauma around going for the Stigma Killer but gets a big boot from Aftershock instead. Trunks: Kash goes down! Joey: JT is down for good it looks. Damn it! The crowd comes alive once again when JJ Cool J and Omen explode from the back. JJ slides into the ring, and with the speed he had almost slid out the other side. Omen springboards off the top rope and takes Aftershock out with a huge drop kick. JJ gets up and grabs Cutter from behind and nails him with the 4:20. Drew locks Damen up from behind with a full nelson. Ryan nails Falcone with the Zero kick as Xtremist comes off the top rope smashing Falcone with a Swanton bomb. Joey: KICK THEIR ASSES!! Cross has Trey Trauma up in a stalling suplex, then slingshots him off the top rope and brings him back around with a Juvi Driver. Or as he calls the move, the Crossover. Trey hits hard and rolls out of the ring falling to the floor along with Falcone. Cutter is on the floor as well crawling over towards his friends. Aftershock turns around and eats a Zero kick that takes him over the top rope and to the floor via Ryan Cain. Ravage is back up and gets a punch from Cross. He stumbles back and gets a punch from Ryan, stumbles over into a punch from Dante, turns around and gets a roundhouse kick from Xtremist. Ravage spins around and falls right into the Stigma Killer from JT Kash. Ravage flies back and gets pulled out of the ring by Cutter. Drew finally releases Damen and kicks him out of the ring, then bends down to pick up a mic. He raises it up to his lips and speaks while pointing directly at Damen. ''The Emerald'' Drew Stevenson- Listen here you little bitches! Damen, you ONLY captured the Impact Championship because you had Jake ran over. Damen, you want to play cheap and bring your little cunt in to do your dirty work then fine. But you better listen very carefully, one day Jake will be back! I know that you fear him because I can see the sweat rolling off your face every time I mention his name. However, the W2K Impact Championship cannot be held by some worthless, whiny little bitch so Damen, I hereby challenge your ass! The W2K fans explode in cheers, Drew keeps the microphone held up close to his lips, he continues to speak! ''The Emerald'' Drew Stevenson- What are you going to do? Run! Damen, there will be no running this time and I'll tell you why, Jerm, Beck, if you're in the back listening then take notes. Damen, I want your ass in an electrified steel cage, not just that, oh no, we have ourselves a good ol' fashioned JAPANESE DEATHMATCH while we are in there. You wanna eliminate one of our guys? I'll be damn glad to put you on life support! Drew lowers the microphone, he is definitely pissed off as these W2K fans are completely behind Drew screaming his name repeatedly. Drew hands the mic over to Cross now. Cross: Alright McMillion, you little son of a bitch! You got what you wanted, cause apparently you wanted us pissed the fuck off! You get your little girls to regroup because next week. Next week I’m laying down the challenge. You people have been asking for this for a long time. Next week…THE FREAKS VERSUS DAMEN AND TREY!! “FREAKS!! FREAKS!! FREAKS!! FREAKS!!�?/FONT> Trunks: They’re back together!? Joey: YES!! McMillion has a mic in hand. R2K plus Jerm are back stepping up the aisle licking their wounds. The Jerm: You want my guys? I book the matches around here! JT Kash grabs the mic from Cross. JT Kash: So do I cock sucker! Next week in the main event of RAGE. We’re going to see not only the return of The Freaks, but they’re going to be teaming up with Drew Stevenson, JJ Cool J, Xtremist, and Dante Cross! It’ll be these guys, against Cutter Flash! Trey Trauma! Damen Vinyard! Aftershock, Ravage, and Gabriel Falcone!! The Jerm: KASH!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!! JT Kash: I just did it douche bag! Kash tosses the mic over his head where Ryan Cain catches it. Ryan struts up front leaning against the ropes facing The R2K clan. Ryan Cain: Well…Well…FOCKIN WELL!! “RYAN CAIN!! RYAN CAIN!! RYAN CAIN!!�?/FONT> Ryan Cain: I see you bunch of splouge stains started getting comfortable around here after you thought you had me taken care of, right? WRONG! Ryan Cain, the FOCKIN Franchise of this company is back! Next week you’re all going to experience EXACTLY what I’m about. You’re going to find out why they voted me the Franchise. And you’re going to find out why you don’t FOCK with a Freak. Ryan throws the mic at The Jerm, knocking his microphone out of his hands. The Jerm and R2K are yelling at the W2K guys who just mock them from in the ring. Ryan sits down on the middle rope inviting them back in, but instead they all walk off towards the back. Joey: W2K STANDS TALL!! AND RYAN CAIN IS BACK!! Trunks: TUNE IN NEXT WEEK FANS!! FOR THE DEBUT OF RAGE ON HBO!! Joey: FUCK OFF MSN NETWORKS!! Fade to black. |
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