Pittsburgh Civic Arena - Promoter Joe LeBron
PITTSBURGH BATTLEGROUND
(TOTAL DARKNESS..... TOTAL SILENCE..... CUE UP: Enter Sandman by Metallica..... then out of nowhere, 3 spinning objects rush toward us.... as they come closer, the spinning slows down somewhat until they practically take up the entire screen at which point they come to a complete stop..... there, gleaming upon the black background stand 3 gold solitary letters..... F... W.... F!
Beneath the 3 letters appear the words .... DARE THE UNKNOWN!! Then without warning, a HUGE explosion is heard as the entire screen shatters and and we are immediately taken to the defeaning roars of an arena filled to capacity with anxious and impatient fans!
CUT TO: Close up shots of a group of fans up in the rafters as they drape a huge sign over the railing which reads... "Abel Wicks for Pres.". Further down we see a tall lanky male, his face pierced with multiple earrings along his nose, ears, lips, eyelids and tongue as he proudly displays his "Bring The Pain" t-shirt. The cameras continue to pan about stopping briefly on a pair of fans engaged in fisticuffs, the camera pans away just as security comes in and escorts the brawlers away......
CUT TO: .... the mezzanine section where we see various signs battling for the cameras attention, "Malec ...the FWF Furor!", "Black Sage is innocent", "Pour Miss Honey all over me!" and "Conflict Rulz!
CUT TO: ..... the broadcast booth where we find the FWF's own Triple Threat Team of Tony Ross, Victor Alvarez and of course Jake Shades.....)
TONY ROSS: IT'S ABSOLUTE PANDEMONIUM HERE TONIGHT!! HELLO EVERYONE, I'M TONY ROSS AND I'M HERE WITH VICTOR ALVAREZ AND YES.... JAKE SHADES TOO... AND WE'RE COMING TO YOU FROM THE CIVIC ARENA IN BEAUTIFUL PITTSBURGH!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, this is the last BattleGround before the upcoming PPV, TOTAL CONQUEST 2000 and the action is just starting to heat up! We have the return of former Tag Team Champions, the Cat Pack as they take on the Lost Souls! Also scheduled tonight in one of four qualifying matches for a shot at the National Title is a newcomer by the name of Mike "The Dealer" Lewis as he takes on rookie sensation Ricky "The Tank" O'Neil, "Pain Event" Scott Allen goes against Alister Hay.... (INTERRUPTED)
JAKE SHADES: ENOUGH OF THESE BORING LOSER MATCHES!! What "I" want to see are INTERESTING matches like Black Sage pounding the fur off Wolfy for the Cable Title, Ricky Kabe claiming back HIS rightful Frontier Title from the likes of that French Fry Rabies and Jobber after that eunuch LeBron held up the title, but more than anything, I wanna see the epitomy of Tag Team Mayhem, Golem and THE MAN, Abel Wicks dethrone those nitwits the New Bread....
TONY ROSS: BREED!
JAKE SHADES: Eh?
TONY ROSS: You mean New B-R-E-E-D not New B-R-E-A-D!
JAKE SHADES: I mean what I say and say what I mean..... OKAY!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I for one can't wait to see that match. The guest ref will be non other than National Champion Nevada Smith!
JAKE SHADES: Which is just another way of those (BLEEP) (BLEEP) LeBron and Malec of shafting the ONLY true talent here, Wicks and Golem!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I thought you liked Nevada? In fact, you used to say that HE was the man!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah, that was before....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Before what?
JAKES SHADES: Before I bedded down your wife you idiot! WHAT THE (BLEEP) DIFFERENCE DOES IT MATTER!? I'm talking about NOW not THEN!
TONY ROSS: Well before we get a match going here and right now between you two, lets take a look at our two dark matches that took place earlier this evening.....
(CUT TO: some stills of a match previously recorded as the Triple Threat Team are heard doing voice-over commentary......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Ah yes, this was the match that featured the return of the Former Tag Team Champions, The Cat Pack as they took on the Max Punisher and Hybrid of the Lost Souls..... The match was quick paced from the outset with the Punisher and Hybrid attacking the Cat Pack before the bell.... Things quickly got out of hand as the referee was accidentally knocked out of the ring .....
(CUT TO: a still of Hybrid and Black Cat brawling near the ropes where referee Sal Putz, in an attempt to avoid some of the wild haymakers thrown backed himself into and through the top and 2nd ropes.....)
TONY ROSS: It was at this point that it became a free for all as Copycat intercepted Max Punisher as he attempted to double axe-hammer an unsuspecting Black Cat from the top rope!
(CUT TO: a series of stills showing Black Cat nailing Max Punisher with a spinning savate kick to the stomach as he comes of the top rope...)
JAKE SHADES: Man that HAD to hurt, but it serves Punisher well for trying to CHEAT!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: CHEAT?!? Since WHEN are you an advocate of fairness?
JAKE SHADES: Victoria, weren't you paying attention before? I say what I mean and I mean what I say!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: And what exactly does THAT mean?
JAKE SHADES: DUH! It means.... You're an idiot!
TONY ROSS: One of the highlights of the match as you can see is when we see Hybrid covering Copycat in the middle of the ring as Black Cat frantically tries to go for the save but is tripped up and held down by Punisher.... the ref of course is still out on the pavement semi conscious.......
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Copycat was clearly down for the 3 count there but unfortunately there was no ref to make the count so the match continued with Hybrid leaving the downed Copycat to stomp on Black Cat.....
(CUT TO: another series of stills of the Lost Souls beating on a downed Black Cat .... another set of stills comes up showing Copycat slowly getting to his feet as the unsuspecting Lost Souls continue to stomp on Black Cat......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: At this point Copycat slowly crawls on his hands and knees behind them and double low blows them! He then tosses Hybrid over the top rope and applies his finisher.... the Cat's Claw on Max Punisher.... but once again, there is no ref to witness this!
(CUT TO: a shot of Max Punisher with his arms flailing about as he tries to escape from Copycat's finisher....)
JAKE SHADES: That damn ref! Laying down on the job as usual!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Seeing that the ref was still down, Black Cat went out the ring to revive the ref at which point Hybrid enters the ring with a chair and clocks Copycat over the head! Copycat immediately releases the hold.... Punisher drops lifelessly to the mat.... followed by Copycat who falls right on top of him! Black Cat seeing this, rushes into the ring and immediately he and Hybrid begin to brawl like two drunken sailors on a weekend pass! Um, sorry Jake... didn't mean to bring up any unpleasant memories.
JAKE SHADES: Bite me!
TONY ROSS: While Hybrid and Black Cat slug it out.... referee Sal Putz, finally collects himself and rolls back into the ring and seeing Copycat laying on top of Max Punisher, administers the 3 count scoring the win for the Cat Pack!
(CUT TO: A still of a dazed Copycat along with an exhausted Black Cat as their hands are raised in victory....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The action didn't end there however.... mere seconds after they were announced the victors, the lights went out only to come back on moments later. When they came back on, the Cat Pack was out cold in the middle of the ring. On top of their collapsed bodies was a big sign with "COPYRIGHT INFRINGMENT" written on it.
JAKE SHADES: That was those (BLEEP) (BLEEP) New Breed behind that!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: We have no proof that it was them Jake....
JAKE SHADES: You REALLY are as STUPID and GULLIBLE as your wife says! That WHOLE "Copyright Infringement" thing was as good as their signature you DOLT!! It REEKS of the New Breed! And I for one can't wait to see the New Breed get their (BLEEP) handed to them by the Cat Pack!
TONY ROSS: Remind me to talk to Malec and LeBron about throwing you TWO in the ring for a special announcer's brawl.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Please, Jake's so outta shape that he couldn't last two minutes!
JAKE SHADES: I beg to differ.... and so does your wife!
(CUT TO: Victor Alvarez as he jumps out of his seat, knocking it over and lunges at a grinning Jake Shades! Tony Ross, who always seems to be caught in the middle, restrains Victor Alvarez!)
TONY ROSS: Will you two knock it off?! Show some professionalism will you! You're like two over-grown kids! Fans I apologize for this, this, well, for this farce we've just witnessed...... (interrupted)
JAKE SHADES: You SHOULD apologize Tony... it was YOUR fault after all!
TONY ROSS: MY FAULT? And HOW do you figure that?!
JAKE SHADES: Yep, after all you instigated this "casual" disagreement between Victoria and myself with your comment about us going at it in the ring against each other....
TONY ROSS: (looks incredulously at Jake who is still grinning and then back at Victor who is just glaring across the table at Jake.....) Now I've heard everything! (shaking his head) Anyway, I'm not going to allow you Jake to get suckered into one of your TWISTED theories.... shortly after the Cat Pack/Lost Souls match was another tag team confrontation between Bad Company and the Odd Couple, Victor, you want to call it from here? Victor?? VICTOR?!?
(Victor Alvarez, still apparently upset with Jake Shades finally stops glaring at him and begins to speak......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Um.... err... Yeah... sure.... this match was yet another furious melee only referee Sal Putz had better luck controlling this match than the previous one.
JAKE SHADES: Putz.... what a name! HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (glaring occasionally at Jake, who is still grinning....) anyway, as the match progressed both teams began to step it up a notch. At one point Alan Thompson attempted a top rope knee drop on Prep only to catch nothing but mat as Prep rolled away at the last second....
(CUT TO: still shots of Alan landing knee first on the mat just as Prep rolled free.....)
TONY ROSS: That right there turned the tide for The Odd Couple as Prep tagged in the big man, Homeboy who immediately started pounding on a hurt Alan Thompson..... Hank immediately tried to intervene but was forced back into the corner by referee Sal Putz resulting in a double team on Alan by the Odd Couple! There were a couple of near 3 counts by the Odd Couple but Hank Thompson always managed to break it up.
JAKE SHADES: (sighing loudly....) Hey, has anyone noticed the HOOTERS on that red head in the front row? I mean ... DAMN!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The action soon got out of control as both teams took it outside the ring where all hell broke loose! Homeboy sent Alan Thompson flying headfirst into the guardrail, Hank Thompson landed a wicked chair shot on Prep! But it didn't end there.... they battled all the way back to the lockerroom where I hear it took about 10 security men to break them up!
JAKE SHADES: The hell with all that, did you see the way that red head's melons jiggled when they were fighting near her? Man the only battle I was watching was the one between her boobs and that skimpy t-shirt!
(CUT TO: a series of still shots of the four wrestlers battling outside the ring.... ironically enough, Jake Shade's red head is seen in one of the photo's and for once he was NOT exaggerating!)
TONY ROSS: I think Sal Putz allowed a lot lattitude in this match but ultimately had no choice but to declare a no contest as they were both counted out. I wouldn't be surprised to see these two teams lock up again in the very near future.
JAKE SHADES: Yeah, yeah, yeah..... just so long as that red head is there also..... it'll at least make watching the match somewhat bearable.
TONY ROSS: Jake, as usual, you never cease to amaze me..... I've just gotten word that Otis "The Periscope" Sawyer is up to his old antics again.... let's catch up with him and see who he's spying on now...
(Cameras CUT TO: Scott Allen as he bumps in to Mike Lewis backstage, and issues a "Sorry, bitch," apology. Mike Lewis asks "For what?", Allen just smiles and walks away, leaving Mike Lewis with a puzzled look..... CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What was all that about?
TONY ROSS: I don't know but I have a sinking feeling that's a prelude of things to come. Fans we'll be right back with the first of four qualifying matches for the National Title Shot at Total Conquest 2000.....
(Cameras fade out to a promo for the official FWF Web page at http://fade.to/fwf )
(Cameras fade back to the screaming, yelling fans of the Pittsburgh Civic Arena, after a few moments it pans back to the broadcast booth....)
TONY ROSS: Well fans, in case you missed the first few moments of BattleGround from beautiful Pittsburgh, we just finished recapping the first two matches...... (interrupted)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, I hate to interrupt but someone just rolled into the ring.... he's calling for a mic... why, that's Hacker!!
JAKE SHADES: Forget him, WHERE'S MISS HONEY!?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Probably in Japan with WAR President Eddie McCann... after all, he IS her husband!
JAKE SHADES: So what, that doesn't mean anything, after all, it doesn't stop YOUR wife from lusting for ME!!
(Victor Alvarez begins to rise out of his chair, clearly upset, but Tony Ross places a hand on his shoulder and diffuses the situation before it could get any worse...)
TONY ROSS: I for one would like to hear what Hacker has to say so if you two don't mind, save it for AFTER the show okay?
(Cameras zoom to center ring where Hacker, after a few moments of waiting for the all the booing to die down, begins to speak.....)
HACKER: SHUT UP YOU (BLEEP) (BLEEP) IDIOTS! SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTHS BECAUSE I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!!! I suppose all you bits and bytes are wondering where "Miss Honey" is..... (the fans ESPECIALLY Jake Shades begins to cheer wildly....) SHUT UP! SHUT UP DAMMIT!! Well, I'm here to tell you that with the dawning of a New Millenium comes the dawning of a NEW start! Just like an outdated computer, I've REPLACED Miss Honey with a NEWER and BETTER Manager! And she's MUCH more than a new manager, she's my NEW LOVE!! The biggest news in the computer industry was how much of a bust this Y2K bug was, well, lemme tell ya, ya haven't seen a bust, 'til ya seen my new love! Here she is, my new manager and more importantly, my new love.... DATA!
(Immediately the spotlight hits the ramp where a Data begins to come down..... she is everything that Hacker said and more, the fans can attest to that as the whistling and howling immediately starts! She walks out wearing a long sleeve red shirt and a black mini skirt. She gets in the ring and they kiss passionaly. The fans begin to howl even louder until they finally stop kissing and she grabs the mic....)
DATA: I don't believe in talking too much, as you can see, a person of my obvious ASSets doesn't need to.... so the ONLY thing I have to say right now is, that NOT ONLY am I a "TEN", but I'm going to take Hacker and the FWF all the way to the top!!
(She tosses the mic to the mat and steps through the ropes which Hacker is holding wide for her and they walk arm in arm back to the locker room amidst more whistling and howls.....)
JAKE SHADES: I gotta tell ya.... this Hacker guy may not have the most winning record here, but he CERTAINLY has a winning record with the women! WOW!! Did you see how incredible she looked? DAMN!!
TONY ROSS: There's no argument there, she certainly was a looker, but she also seems to be about business too with that last comment she made. I can't wait to see what she has in mind. For now though, it looks like Paul Kramer is ready to start the next match.....
(CUT TO: Center ring where Paul Kramer is about to start his bark....)
PAUL KRAMER: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! THIS WILL BE THE FIRST OF FOUR CONSECUTIVE MATCHES TO QUALIFY FOR THE CHANCE AT A TITLE SHOT AT THE NATIONAL TITLE A TOTAL CONQUEST 2000!! First hailing from Boston Massachusettes, weighing in at 226 pounds.....
(CUE UP: Road House Blues by the Doors.....)
PAUL KRAMER: Making his FWF debut..... he's MIKE "THE DEALER" LEWIS!!
(The crowd buzzes more with curiosity more than react as they get their first glimpse of the Dealer Lewis.... standing at the top of the ramp is Mike wearing a navy blue singlet similar to what RVD wears. His short, military style cut brown hair and clean shaven face give him a baby face appearance. He stands there in his black boots, adjusting his black knee and elbow pads, seemingly unaffected by anything, then makes his way purposefully to the ring, no stopping to slap hands or to sign autographs, just a focused determined look as he steps through the ropes and starts loosening up.....)
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... hailing from Long Island, New York..... he weighs 320 pounds....
(CUE UP: Iron Man.....)
PAUL KRAMER: He's RICKY "THE TANK" O'NEIL!!
(The crowd pops with a mixture of cheers and jeers as an enormous man steps out on to the ramp! He makes his way down the ring, slapping a few hands on the way....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: My god! Would you look at the size of him? He's HUGE!!
JAKE SHADES: HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What the hell is so funny?
TONY ROSS: Victor don't..... (interrupted)
JAKE SHADES: Oh nothing really, it's just that your wife said the EXACT same thing about me the other night.....
TONY ROSS: (starts shaking his head in disbelief.... then stands up as to hold back Victor but....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Don't bother Tony, I'm cool, calm and collected, there's nothing that moron can say that'll make me lose it...
JAKE SHADES: (gives him a raised eyebrow expression....) Is that right? Well, we'll see....
TONY ROSS: Well, good! I'm glad that at least ONE of you has finally come to his senses, (looking suspiciously at Victor who has already disregarded Shades crude remarks and started calling the match....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: You know, the reports I'm getting from this Mike Lewis are very sketching.... he does appear to have some sort of wrestling background, the scouting report on him is that he was a former regional heavyweight champion with the Texas Championship Wrestling promotion..... so he should make some sort of impression tonight. Tony I'm getting word that there's something brewing in the back.... we're going to briefly send transmission over there to see what The Periscope has for us.....
(Cameras immediately CUT TO Otis "The Periscope" Sawyer as he sits in a trash bin poking his camera lens out just enough to view Missy Fortune talking to Hacker's new valet, "Data". It's a friendly conversation, and they seem to be making some form of agreement, though it's not outwardly apparent what the particulars are..... after a few moments Scott Allen comes in and asks where Hacker is, Data replies with a shrug of her shoulders..... CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth..... )
TONY ROSS: Apparently some sort of plot seems to be brewing, noticably absent though was Hacker and Scott Allen so one has to wonder if even they know what's going on. Anyhow we'll have to leave that for speculation as this match is officially under way. The Tank is the first to move in as he charges forward but Lewis quickly ducks underneath and behind him and delivers a dropkick! NOTHING!! That didn't even budge Ricky O'Neil!! O'Neil merely smiles and charges again..... The Dealer ties up with him, slips behind him and applies a full nelson!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The Tank tenses his arms and literally forces a break! WHAT STRENGTH DISPLAYED BY THE TANK!!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah... he's big and strong.... but he caters to the fans so that makes him STUPID!! My money's on this Dealer fella.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The Tank backs the The Dealer up... he's backing him right into the corner.... OVERHEAD DOUBLE SLEDGE HAMMER BY The Tank!! He gets nothing but turnbuckle as The Dealer rolls under his legs and yanks his feet out from under him!! The Tank falls face first into the turnbuckle!! He's stunned!! The Dealer leaps on to his back and starts pelting him with lefts and right to the back of the head!!
JAKE SHADES: That's right... KNOCK HIS BLOCK OFF!
TONY ROSS: Would you look at that?! Ricky the Tank gets up, WITH Mike Lewis still clinging on him and walks to the center of the ring.... Mike wraps his arms around his throat, trying to cut off the Tank's air supply... the Tank drops to one knee, referee Sal Putz is calling for the break.... Lewis ignores him and just tightens his grip even more.... and O'Neil reaches behind and flings Mike Lewis clear across the ring!! Mike lands with a heavy thud on his back and here comes the Tank!!
JAKE SHADES: GET UP DEALER! GET UP!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Too late.... O'Neil wraps his huge mits around his throat and hoists him straight up! He's giving Mike a taste of his own medicine now as he blatantly chokes him then tosses him aside like a rag doll! The Dealer clutches at his throat trying to regain his breath.....
TONY ROSS: He better hurry up because Tank O'Neil means business! O'Neil pulls Mike up by his short brown locks and sends him crashing back down to the mat with a forearm smash across the shoulder blades! Mike Lewis is in serious trouble now as O'Neil is taking control of this match..... he grabs Lewis by the wrist and yanks him SO hard that he literally flies off the mat about a foot.... whips him into the turnbuckle..... follow him in... OWWWW!!! HE SIMPLY CRUSHED MIKE LEWIS IN THE CORNER!! Lewis crumples to the mat.... O'Neil with the cover.... 1... 2 .... Lewis with a foot to the ropes breaks the count....
JAKE SHADES: YEAH!!! Now that's a ring veteran there.... even hurt he still has the presence of mind to know EXACTLY where he's at in relation to the ropes!
(Ross and Alvarez give each other an incredulous look and then look blank eyed at Shades....)
JAKE SHADES: What? You think you buffoons are the only ones who can make analytical statements? I could do it all day long, only I choose not to.... You KNOW how I hate to show off.....
TONY ROSS: Like I said before Shades, you NEVER cease to amaze me.... O'Neil, sensing victory drags Lewis to the center of the ring.... BIG ELBOW DROP!! OH!! The Dealer is floundering about like a fish out of water! O'Neil pulls Lewis to his feet.... he's gonna body slam him... SMALL PACKAGE BY LEWIS!! 1... KICKOUT BY O'Neil!! I'm surprised Lewis was even able to manage that move considering all the punishment he's absorbed so far.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I think that was just a reflex action.... he must be running on instinct alone.....
JAKE SHADES: Whatever it is, he looks to be frustrating O'Neil...
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I hate to admit it but I think Jake is right, O'Neil is no longer smiling.... he's got a scowl on his face now as he approaches Lewis.... Lewis with a head butt to the stomach! That slows O'Neil down somewhat... Lewis with left hook to the stomach... and another... and another.... O'NEIL DROPS TO BOTH KNEES!!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah! Don't let that bastard breath!!
TONY ROSS: It seems like Lewis has managed to find a weakness on O'Neil... O'Neil is on the mat on all fours now gasping for breath.... Lewis to his feet and soccer kicks him in the ribs! That brought out a yelp of pain from O'Neil as falls to his side grimacing in pain! Lewis looks to be gaining his second wind now.....
JAKE SHADES: I told ya size wasn't everything... well at least in the ring.... yer wife seems to think otherwise..... hehehehehe
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (ignoring Shades crude comment.....) Lewis pulls O'Neil to his feet..... DDT BY LEWIS!! Lewis covers..... 1.... 2... O'NEIL WITH THE BODY PRESS KICKOUT..... LEWIS FLIES OFF HIM AND NEARLY LANDS ON THE REF!!! O'Neil to his feet... and he is FUMING!! Lewis rolls underneath the ropes and out of the ring.... O'Neil follows him outside and gives chase..... Lewis suddenly stops.... O'Neil lunges.... Lewis with a baseball slide take down trips up O'Neil and O'Neil tumbles headlong onto the steel steps.... OH MY GOD!!! O'Neil hit those steps so hard that he dented them!! He's bleeding profusely now.... the blood is flowing into his eyes, blinding him.... Lewis takes full advantage of the situation now as he grabs a steel chair and jabs it into O'Neil's stomach! O'Neil stumbles backward against the ring apron.... Lewis closes in with the chair again... he nails O'Neil over the head with it!!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH!! ... what the ???
TONY ROSS: UNBELIEVABLE! That had NO effect of O'Neil, in fact it looks like it woke him as he snatches the chair from Lewis and starts bending it! Lewis, momentarily stunned by this, tries to back away but O'Neil scoops him up and tosses him OVER the top rope into the ring!! He rolls into the ring and starts stalking Lewis who is just now getting to his feet.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: This guy LITERALLY IS A TANK!
JAKE SHADES: HEY! The ONLY reason that shot on the head had no effect is because he's BRAINLESS..... OKAY!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: O'Neil ties up with Lewis and sends Lewis flying to the ropes.... MISSES with a clothesline as Lewis ducks and comes off the opposite ropes..... MISSLE HEADBUTT INTO O'NEIL'S MIDSECTION!! O'Neil goes down.... Lewis hooks the leg and covers... 1.... 2.... KICKOUT!
TONY ROSS: Someone's running down the aisle..... why that's Scott Allen! He's got a chain.... He just leveled referee Sal Putz from behind! Putz is down! He goes over to Mike Lewis and makes him eat a fist full of chain! Mike Lewis is down!! Now it's the Tank's turn as he stands over him and hits him MULTIPLE times with the chain.... he slides out of the ring and comes back with a steel chair... IT'S THE SAME ONE THAT O'NEIL BENT EARLIER.... He repeatedly slams Ricky "The Tank" O'Neil's head down on the bent steel chair!! Now he's choking him out!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony not even the TANK can take much more of this... if someone doesn't stop Allen soon O'Neil is going to be seriously hurt!
TONY ROSS: He may just have heard you Victor.... Allen stops and rolls the reviving Mike Lewis on top for the cover and slaps the ref awake then tosses him over to make the count. The ref, barely conscious himself, struggles to make the count.... 1........... 2....... and 3!!! Mike "The Dealer" Lewis will advance to the next round of the National Title Shot tourney, albeit with the help of Scott Allen.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Look! It's Missy Fortune, she's entering the ring... I wonder if this has anything to do with her secret talk with Data earlier on?
JAKE SHADES: Well maybe if you shut up for a second we'll find out.... She's calling for a mic so SHUT UP OKAY!?
MISSY FORTUNE: "That kind of entertainment is worth a shot at the $50,000, don't you think?" (The crowd responds accordingly, actually more howling than anything as Missy Fortune drops the Mic to the apron then exit's with Allen through the crowd to the lobby...)
JAKE SHADES: I told you.... didn't I! NEVER, EVER doubt my expertise! NEVER!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What are you talking about? That's a tainted victory!
JAKE SHADES: Hey, a REAL winner lives by the old adage, by ANY means possible, then again YOU wouldn't know anything about what WINNERS think or feel.
TONY ROSS: Well, I'll consider it luck rather than foresight on your part Shades. So Mike "The Dealer" Lewis in his debut match here in the FWF is the FIRST wrestler to advance into the next round of the National Title Shot Tournament..... albeit by questionable methods, though I really don't think he was in on it.... remember that little scene earlier in the evening when Allen bumped into him and apologized? Now it's clear WHAT he was REALLY apologizing for. Fans, we'll be right back after this sho...... (interrupted)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Um... Tony, looks like we got company....
(Cameras cut to.... Asylum with Daisy, as they come out on stage and get on the mic......)
ASYLUM: And so, the Twenty-First Century has come! The dawn of a new millenium is here, and with it, all the uncertianty and fear that comes with it. Admit it, people! You are afraid! Afraid of what the future brings!! (He pauses to let the crowd react, and the reaction isn't too positive, though the hardcore fans are cheering for him) Well, FEAR NO MORE!! Your Messiah has come!! I am here to lead you all into the future!! It has been ordained for me to do this!! It is my destiny!! COME!! Join my disciples!! All of you!! Join me and never have fear again!! With me, you shall come to understand the power of Chaos!!
(He pauses again. Daisy is clapping enthusiastically, but the crowd is booing and calling Asylum a 'nutjob'. He glares at them, infuriated)
ASYLUM: YOU DOUBT ME?? YOU PEDANTIC PEONS DOUBT ME?? WHO ARE YOU TO DOUBT THE HARBINGER OF CHAOS?
(The crowd boos more. Asylum gets very quiet and glowers at everyone, including Dasiy, who cowers back. He then speaks one last time...)
ASYLUM: Then the disbelievers shall be given the proof they need. You shall all witness the destruction of Jethro Justice here tonight! Then you shall watch as your Messiah cuts through the so-called 'competition' at Total Conquest 2000 to become the Number One Contender!! And finally, you shall all see me WIN the National Title and become your champion!! Perhaps then you will be more....receptive to the Truth of Chaos....
(Asylum turns and leaves. Daisy follows after she waves at someone in the audience holding up a "I'm a Disciple of Chaos!" poster)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: It looks like all the NUTS are cracking their shells tonight!
JAKE SHADES: Hey... at least he has NUTS, which is MORE than I can say about you!
TONY ROSS: Yep, this definitely has the makings of an unforgettable evening tonight..... fans we'll be right back after this short break....)
(Cameras fade to an FWF Promo of the upcoming PPV, Total Conquest 2000.....)
(Cameras fade back from commercial to the nearly out of control fans of the Pittsburgh Civic Arena and the broadcast booth.....)
TONY ROSS: Welcome back, we're just about ready to start our 2nd qualifying.... (Interrupted....)
(Suddenly without warning....)
(Cue up: "One Vision" by Queen. The crowd gives a decent pop as Alister Hayze struts out in his 901 T-shirt and wrestling tights. He carries a mic with him. On his way to the ring, he slaps some hands and points out a few posters that he seems to enjoy. He rolls into the ring and raises his hands for silence. )
ALISTER HAYZE: Ya know...as weird as this may sound, ol' Al doesn't have very many friends. I know it's hard to believe. I mean, I'm warm. Gentle. Incredibly handsome and charming. Talented. Modest. You think people would flock to my side. But no! Believe it or not, most people generally cannot stand me! The only friends that have stuck behind me my entire career (pauses dramatically) are you people out there in those seats, watching my matches. (crowd pops) You guys have always been pulling for me, no matter where I've been or what I've done, and that means a lot to me. But sometimes, a guy needs more than just moral support. Looking back, I've had about four friends in this business. Four people that would actually stand up for me when I needed backup. Unfortunately, none of them are here. Hell, I'm not sure any of them are still in the business. So as of right now, Alister Hayze is without a friend. And this is exactly the wrong time to be alone. I've got Jared Justice in the back!, just itching to run into me so he can start pounding on me. I've got everyone--the New Breed, Scott Allen, Wicks and Minion and their toadies--all of them just can't wait to ambush me in the ring. However, in these troubled times of turmoil, I've discovered a slight chance for help. Seems a guy named Jean Rabesque (pop from the crowd) Yeah, that guy. Seems like he's been having trouble with Wicks and his crew. Seems like he's decided to play fair and even the odds. He's calling together a sort of alliance among the "better" wrestlers of the organization. At the last Battleground, I got asked to be a part of this. I know you're all dying of suspense, so let me just talk to Jean right now. I know you're back there, pal. Bottom line: I've watched your back in the past, and you've watched mine. While I can't say much for some of your crew...you're all right, Rabesque. So you can count me in. (crow pops again) You need a hand? Alister Hayze is your man.
("One Vision" starts up as Hayze drops the mic and walks out)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Well what about that! Now THERE is a man of honor!
JAKE SHADES: More like an IDIOT to me! ANYONE that voluntarily CHOOSES to side up with old FRENCH FRY Rabesque is nothing more than a LOSER!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: YOU would say something ignorant like that! Hayze is a premiere wrestler WHERE EVER he goes!
JAKE SHADES: I'm sure he WAS, now he's just a LOSER!!
TONY ROSS: Fortunately we're about ready to start the next match so.... (interrupted again)
V/O: MAAAAAAAALLLLLEEEECCCCC.....!!!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What is going on here tonight? Is there a full moon or something tonight?
(Cameras zoom in at the top of the ramp as Joe Massacre, Rammstein and two other unidentified men stand there defiantly.... One of the unidentified guys is big as Rammstein but Jamaican with dreadlocks. The other guy looks like while the other guy bears a striking resemblance to Storm of the Century but has a crewcut and is a little bit bigger....)
JOE MASSACRE: MAAAAAAALLLLLEEECCCC...... I'm HOME!!!!
(With that being said, Massacre and the others turn and walk back toward the locker room..... Massacre's sadistic laughter can be heard as they fade from view.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I tell you.... this place is a virtual ZOO tonight!!
JAKE SHADES: I kinda like it....
TONY ROSS: YOU WOULD! Now, unless there are any more interruptions, let's send it back to Paul Kramer for our 2nd qualifying match!
(Cameras FINALLY cut to center ring where Paul Kramer is ready to start the action......)
PAUL KRAMER: For our NEXT qualifying match..... first... from the Isle of Pandora..... weighing in at 260 pounds....
(CUE UP: War Machine......)
PAUL KRAMER: He's the MASKED BLAZER!!
(The crowd pops as the Masked Blazer emerges on the ramp, a bottle of Molson in one hand.... he takes a long swallow of it before breaking the bottle over his head! The crowd loves it and begin to chant the Masked Blazer's name, patting his back as he heads on down the aisle toward the ring......)
JAKE SHADES: Oh great.... ANOTHER side show freak hired by those idiots LeBron and Malec!
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent...... from Anchorage Alaska, weighing 200 pounds.....
(CUE UP: It's The End Of the World (As We Know It) by REM.....)
PAUL KRAMER: He's JD BADLUCK!!
(The crowd cheers wildly as JD Badluck runs down the aisle and slides underneath the bottom rope then jumps on the second rope thrusting his hands high into the air!)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: This should be an interesting match, two fan favorites vying for a chance at a National Title shot! It's almost enough to make one of them turn.
JAKE SHADES: And that's the ONLY way this match will be interesting!
TONY ROSS: They circle each other..... both are very wary of the other.... Blazer makes the first move.... ARMDRAG TAKE DOWN BY BADLUCK!! JD showing incredible speed here, which is key for him here as Blazer holds an obvious weight and strength advantage over him.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Blazer shakes his head..... I don't think he realized just how fast Badluck is. He calls for a test of strength.... JD approaches warily..... hands are up.... THEY LOCK UP!! Blazer immediately forces JD to his knees. JD in obvious pain now.... he rolls himself back and..... MONKEY FLIP BY JD SENDS BLAZER ACROSS THE RING!!
JAKE SHADES: (YAWNING LOUDLY)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! I'm getting word that we have a commotion going on in the lockerroom. We're going to have to break from this match as we go to The Periscope once again....
(CUT TO: The ever elusive "Periscope" Sawyer as he once again spies on the current action of the New Breed as they have apparently just entered the locker rooms of Kraven, Czar, Flatliner, and Nevada Smith. We see and hear total chaos in the room. McMillan is breaking mirrors and anything of glass with his Louisville Slugger. Black Sage picks up a large chair and throws it through a locker. Kevin Kearns kicks through a chair and takes what's left of it and smashes a table. Then some of the flying wreckage hits the camera and we go to static......)
(Immediately cut back to the broadcast booth.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH MY!! We've just lost transmission! I hope Sawyer's okay!
JAKE SHADES: Get with the program you dolt! Sawyer's in on it! HOW ELSE DO YOU THINK HE'S ALWAYS WHERE THE ACTION IS?!?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Because that's what he's paid to do.... be a snoop! The New Breed went absolutely berserk on the last BattleGround and it looks as if they haven't stopped! I wouldn't want to be in their shoes when those crazy Pandorians find out what they did!
TONY ROSS: Meanwhile, getting back to the match at hand.... Blazer finally manages to trap JD in an abdominal stretch and is really giving it to him! JD yells out in agony as referee Danny Diaper asks if he wants to submit..... JD pushes backward.... Blazer loses his balance and they BOTH fall backward to the mat! Blazer gets the wind knocked outta him and JD rolls clear.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: JD with a spinning roundhouse kick STUNS blazer!! Blazer staggers..... JD off the rope.... INTO A BACKFLIP INTO A NECKBREAKER!! INCREDIBLE!! BLAZER IS DOWN!! JD with the cover.... 1.... 2... KICKOUT BY BLAZER!! JD almost stole a victory there!
TONY ROSS: That was an incredible move, I've never seen anything like that before!
JAKE SHADES: Hell, that's nothing... you should see some of MY moves with the ladies.... just ask Victoria's wife! Hahahahahahaaa!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (cursing underneath his breath as he struggles to maintain his composure.....) Blazer doesn't know where he's at.... JD sneaks up behind him..... Blazer turns.... LEG SCISSOR TAKE DOWN BY JD!! NO!! BLAZER CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR!! SWINGS HIM AROUND.... POWER BOMB ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!! JD IS HURT! He slammed into the turnbuckle with the back of his head!!
JAKE SHADES: HAHAHAHAHAA! They look like TWO clowns tripping over each other!
TONY ROSS: JD pulls himself up against the ropes.... Blazer moves in.... JD with a kick to the stomach staggers Blazer a bit.... Blazer moves in again... another kick to the stomach keeps Blazer at bay.... JD climbs to the second rope and springs off... JUMPING LARIOT TAKES BLAZER DOWN!!
JAKE SHADES: Damn.... that Badluck dude DOES move fast! Must be from running around his igloo in Alaska trying to keep warm....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: JD to the top rope.... FROG SPLASH BY JD!! BLAZER RAISES A LEG AND KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE THROAT!! JD IS DOWN CLUTCHING AT HIS THROAT!! Blazer to his feet now..... he's got that maniacal look on his face.... he pulls JD to his feet.... DEMON STORM!!!
JAKE SHADES: Demon what? Hell, that looks like a straight up choke-hold if you ask me!
TONY ROSS: I think referee Danny Diaper agrees with you.... he's trying to check on it but Blazer purposely blocks his view.... JD's face is turning red... his body's going limp.... DIAPER GOES INTO A PANIC AND ORDERS BLAZER TO BREAK THE HOLD! Blazer refuses to release the hold..... Diaper's calling for the bell.... he's disqualifying Blazer! And here comes security! They quickly swarm around Blazer and finally manage to get him off JD!
JAKE SHADES: Damn! Just when the match was getting interesting!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Blazer no longer has that maniacal expression on his face, in fact, he looks confused as if he doesn't know what just happened?!
TONY ROSS: I think Blazer just up and lost it for a few minutes....
JAKE SHADES: Now THAT's what this place needs! More wrestlers with bouts of temporary insanity!! (chuckling to himself)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Diaper checks on JD, who appears to be okay now as he struggles to his feet... Diaper raises his hand in victory and the crowd goes wild!
TONY ROSS: That certainly was an unexpected turn of events, fans we'll be right back with more wrestling action after these messages....
(CUT TO: A totally destroyed locker room where Kraven, Flatliner, Czar and Nevada Smith are ranting and raving, the New Breed is nowhere to be found. After a few moments they leave the mangled locker room, in search of the New Breed........ CUT TO: a promo for WAR.....)
(Cameras fade back to somewhere in the Pittsburgh Civic arena as Scott Allen hits the ATM in the lobby, only to discover that his account is overdrawn ... Allen, obviously infuriated bangs and kicks at the ATM before finally leaving to prepare for his match..... as he leaves, we see Hacker step out from behind a pillar, grinning from ear to ear...... CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What was THAT all about?
TONY ROSS: Looks like Hacker is up to his old computer hacking tricks again.....
JAKE SHADES: And WHY can't it be that Allen is just broke? Huh? You guys are always quick with your accusations without ever having proof!! What with the PEANUTS that Malec and LeBron pay these fools, it's a wonder you don't see that happen more often!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What I'd like to see more often is you SHUTTING THE (BLEEP) UP!
JAKE SHADES: (gives a mock look of fear....) easy there big boy, no need to get yer panties all bunched up.... especially since yer wife want them back uncreased.... HAHAHAHAHAHA!
TONY ROSS: That's enough Jake!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: It's okay Tony, when all is said and done, I WILL get the last laugh. Besides, it's about time for our next... (interrupted)
(Suddenly the lights go down ..... a spotlight follows a lone man dressed in street clothes as he makes his way down the aisle and into the ring......)
TONY ROSS: What the hell? He's not scheduled to be here tonight? What's going on here?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony... do you know who that is??
JAKE SHADES: I KNOW!! I KNOW!! That's Carlos Can.. Canyon, no wait... (interrupted)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: CANYETA!! THAT'S CARLOS CANYETA!!
JAKE SHADES: THAT'S WHAT I SAID YOU MAGGOT! Now be quiet so we can hear what he's going to say.....
(Cameras focus in on Canyeta as he raises the mic to his lips and begins to speak.....)
CARLOS CANYETA: Now all you people, all you so called 'fans' of wrestling... (Shakes his head) No... You're not fans, you're a bunch of blood lusting pyschos, that's all you are. You're all a bunch of base crude, vile beasts who can't do anything but wait for the next weapon to be used, for the next scantly clad 'manager' to trot out her new bought and paid for rack and then step through the ropes so the camera can shoot up her skirt. That's all you people want, T&A and some blood and gore to go along with it. You don't care about wrestling, you don't care about what happens in this ring, get to the flashy finish hit some guys theme that's on a new CD, get to the next backstage shot of a big namer warming up or getting to the building...EVERY...SINGLE...ONE OF YOU IS BRAIN DEAD! (the crowd begins booing loudly) All you do is react to a bunch of profanity laced mic work, intro music of the lastest pyschopath to get your favor, and all of it...ALL OF YOU...Make me SICK...(More boos) But don't worry...I'm gonna play your game...I'm gonna wrestle the way YOU like it, and I'm gonna make sure all of you...Remember...You wanted this...You Got it...
(Canyeta drops the mic and walks back to the locker room.....)
JAKE SHADES: WOW!! He certainly told YOU guys off!!
TONY ROSS: MY GOD!! The FWF does it yet again.... they've just signed one of the Premiere wrestlers of all time!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Just more proof that the FWF is DEFINITELY the place to be! Canyeta being here definitely will have an effect on the title contender picture here in the near future.
JAKE SHADES: Well, I don't know about any of that technical analytical jargon, what I DO know is that he CERTAINLY told YOU TWO KNUCKLEHEADS OFF!
TONY ROSS: To say that things are heating up here in the FWF would be an understatement, but man, just when you think it couldn't possibly get any hotter here, you reach out and get burned! With that in mind lets go to our 3rd qualifying match of the evening....
(Cameras switch to center ring where Paul Kramer is waiting....)
PAUL KRAMER: For our next qualifying match of the evening we have first.... weighing 280 pounds, hailing from "The Internet"
(CUE UP: When Worlds Collide by Powermen 5000......)
PAUL KRAMER: He's accompanied by his manager DATA, He's HACKER!!!
(Spot light focuses on the entrance ramp as Hacker comes out holding Data's hand. He leads her to the announcer's table and tells Shades to keep an eye on her for him. She then gives Shades a peck on the cheek as Hacker enters the ring to await his opponent...... )
JAKE SHADES: Now THIS is what it's all about! I must say Ms. Data, you are one HELL OF A LOOKER! Much more than Honey chick!
DATA: I know, and I must say that YOU are what makes this announcing team more interesting.
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... Miami FL, weighing 265 pounds....
(CUE UP: Dangerous by Busta Rhymes.....)
PAUL KRAMER: He's CONFLICT!!!
(The crowd greets him with a mixed reaction as he races toward the ring and dives underneath the bottom rope where he is immediately met by Hacker.....)
TONY ROSS: Apparently there is no love lost between these two as they go right at each other!
JAKE SHADES: Well, I'll leave the announcing to you two.... now's your time to shine... I got more important things to do like watch over the BEAUTIFUL Miss Data here.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Hacker immediately takes the upper hand with a series of chops to Conflict's neck! Conflict staggers back ..... comes back with a right hook to the side of the head! A left hook rocks Hacker.... Hacker falls back against the ropes, bounces off and.... ARM DRAG TAKE DOWN BY CONFLICT!! Conflict with an armbar on Hacker keeps him down on the mat.
JAKE SHADES: So tell me Miss Data, ever made it with a bald man?
(Data smiles at him briefly but continues to concentrate on the match)
TONY ROSS: Hacker with a rake to the eyes forces the break.... follows it up with a lariot sending Conflict to the mat! LEG DROP BY HACKER FINDS ITS MARK!! Hacker pulls him up.... sends him to the ropes.... BEAR HUG BY HACKER!! CONFLICT YELLS OUT IN AGONY! Conflict struggles to free himself but Hacker increases the pressure forcing Conflict to arch his back in pain!
JAKE SHADES: You know Miss Data, I'm known as TRIPOD JAKE for a reason....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: If Conflict doesn't free himself soon this match could very well be over....
TONY ROSS: CONFLICT WITH A FINGER POKE TO THE EYES OF HACKER!! NOW HACKER YELLS OUT IN AGONY! Victor it looks as if Conflict just heard you!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Conflict gets up holding his ribs, gasping for air while Hacker tries desperately to regain his sight.
JAKE SHADES: Like I was saying Miss Data, it would be MY pleasure to guard YOUR body.... (giggling lecherously...)
(Suddenly without warning Data rushes from the broadcast booth and heads straight for the ring. She jumps up on the apron, holding a stun gun behind her back and begins distracting referee Danny Diaper who rushes over to her and orders her to get off the ring apron! She steps back, revealing a little leg, a little cleavage, and while Danny Diaper's jaw drops at the site he's being offered, Data tosses the stun gun over Diaper's shoulder! Hacker, who still hasn't managed to focus his vision misjudges it and it bounces off his chest and falls on the mat right by Conflict's feet.)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Uh oh! It looks like Data's plans may go awry....
TONY ROSS: I think you're right... Conflict picks up the stun gun and lets Hacker have it! Hacker's down! Conflict tosses the gun outside the ring and covers Hacker.... Diaper turns and sees the cover.... 1.... 2... 3!! Conflict wins! Conflict goes on to advance into the National Title Shot tourney, ironically with the inadvertant help of Data! Fans we're going to cut briefly to "Periscope" Sawyer who I hear has an update on the hunt for Pandorian hunt for the New Breed....
(CUT TO: backstage where Nevada Smith is walking down a hallway, obviously upset as he continues to hunt for the New Breed. He goes to turn a corner just as a foot shoots out and trips him. Smith goes crashing down and looks up just in time to see a snickering Darren McMillan and Kevin Kearns fleeing the scene...... CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I don't know where the action is hotter, backstage or here?! It looks like it's every man for himself backstage as EVERYONE seems to be going wild back there!
JAKE SHADES: The hell with that! Where's Miss Data! I gotta guard her BODY!!
TONY ROSS: Yeah, it certainly IS turning into a looney bin here (glancing and motioning toward Jake Shades) but then again, this IS the FWF where anything and everything is possible! Fans we'll be back with our next match in just a few short moments so don't stray too far.....
(CUT TO: An IWF Promo.....)
(CUT BACK TO: somewhere backstage in the Pittsburgh Civic Arena.... Kevin Kearns is seen going out of the locker room looking around cautiously apparently hiding from the Pandorians, as he turns the corner, he walks right into Joe Massacre, Rammstein and their two mysterious buddies. They begin to smack Kearns down with kicks, punches and a baseball bat. As they stop and stand around him, Number One Fan begins tossing black roses all over Kearns. As the cameras begin to fade, we hear Massacre yelling.... "Who's running the show, now Kearns!!!!"..... CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth.....)
TONY ROSS: It's a regular STALKING GROUNDS backstage! The Pandorians are hunting down the New Breed, Massacre and company are hunting down the New Breed, Missy Fortune and Data are apparently plotting, Hacker's apparently behind Scott Allen's ATM episode..... WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY HAPPEN?!
JAKE SHADES: Where's Miss Data?! She needs ME to protect her body!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Shades, get a grip with yourself! She spent about 5 minutes at your side and look at the effect it had on her.... a bungled plan that cost Hacker the match!
JAKE SHADES: THAT'S WHY SHE NEEDS MY PROTECTION!! I GOTTA PROTECT HER AGAINST HACKER!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Please! You can't even protect YOURSELF let alone Data! Tony, not to be outdone by the goings on back stage, it looks like we have company right here, right now!
(CUT TO: center ring where Abel Wicks along with a masked man comes out to apparently speak his mind.......)
ABEL WICKS: The Wicker is tired of the whole BS, red tape.....they refuse to grant the IKON his so deserved title shot...instead giving him secondary shots... screwing him over... the execs don't listen. Therefore the Wicker has a solution. He knows that he is supposed to be in this WarGames deal...the Wickster... wants ... no ... he DEMANDS that if the IKON's team makes the other submit... that the Wickman be able to name an exec of his own to help save this toliet of a league... an exec for fairness... ratings.... and the wickheads. And if these stips are not granted, then the entire team will no-show the ppv!
(having said that, Wicks drops the mic to the mat and departs with his mysterious masked companion ......)
JAKE SHADES: YOU TELL 'EM WICKS!! Now you see, THERE goes executive material! Such insight.... such charisma... such...(Interrupted)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: SUCH BULL!! Could you imagine what the FWF would be like having an exec of Wick's choosing here?
JAKE SHADES: Yeah.... it would be GREAT!! He's a visionary I tell you!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The only visionary around here was YOU Shades, but that was BEFORE you stopped drinking!
TONY ROSS: (bursts out laughing .....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Moving on to more REALISTIC news, I hear from my sources that the FWF has just signed yet ANOTHER top superstar! The facts are still sketchy but from what I can gather is that he's a Multi-World Champion whose career has spanned MORE than any other wrestler currently in the FWF!
TONY ROSS: First we see Carlos Canyeta as a new FWF acquisition, and now THIS? (shakes his head incredulously) Malec and LeBron have been working over time, as usual, gathering up all this great talent under one federation! Any ideas on WHO this NEW acquisition could be?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: With the closing of so many leagues in the past few months, it could virtually be anyone!
TONY ROSS: Well while speculate on who it could be, we'll send the action down to Paul Kramer as we get ready to start the final qualifying match.....
(CUT TO: Paul Kramer at center ring......)
PAUL KRAMER: For our FINAL qualifying match, we have FIRST from..... Memphis TN, weighing 210 pounds....
(CUE UP: One Vision by Queen.....)
PAUL KRAMER: He's ALISTER HAYZE!!!
(Crowd cheers as the blond haired blue-eyed Hayze appears at the ramp. He looks around momentarily, taking in all the cheers and then makes his way down to the arena, he stops momentarily to stare at one fan in particular....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, isn't that Jared Justice sitting amonst the fans?
TONY ROSS: It certainly is.... I wonder if he wants to pick it up where they left off at the last BattleGround with that backstage fight of theirs.
JAKE SHADES: I hope so.... Hayze DESERVES a beating tonight!
TONY ROSS: Well he may only be here to try and psyche out Hayze, but I'm sure we'll find out soon enough.....
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from South Philadelphia, at 265 pounds....
(CUE UP: Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson.....)
PAUL KRAMER: He's the "PAIN EVENT".... SCOTT ALLEN!!
(Crowd immediately begins booing as Scott Allen appears, tossing his long brown dreadlocks to the side. At his side is the beautiful Missy Fortune. As he makes his way to ringside, a kid jumps the fence wearing a "Bring the Pain" t-shirt, and hugs Allen. Allen is a little freaked, but hoists the kid up and brings him to the ring. Missy Fortune dances with the boy and Allen hoists him up high. The little boy gets a mic and shouts "Bring the Pain!" ... some of the fans actually cheer and seem a little more receptive to him.....)
JAKE SHADES: OH NO! I hope this fool isn't thinking of turning fan favorite! He'll ruin a good thing!
TONY ROSS: I don't think he's got that on his mind right now as he takes it right to Hayze. They lock up in the middle of the ring.... Hayze being the smaller of the two is pushed back against the ropes.... what's this? A clean break from Allen!
JAKE SHADES: DAMN! WHY! HE'S RUINING HIS CAREER!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Hayze is a little surprised by this also.... they circle each other once again.... and again they tie up! This time it's Hayze who pushes Allen into the corner.... now Hayze with a clean break.... AND ALLEN TAKES ADVANTAGE AND BOOTS HIM IN THE MIDSECTION! HE CLIMBS TO THE SECOND ROPE.... ELBOW DROP ON TO HAYZE'S SPINE!! HAYZE GOES DOWN TO ONE KNEE HOLDING HIS BACK!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT WAS ALL A RUSE!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sure you did...... just a minute ago you were whining about his clean break....
JAKE SHADES: I was just going along with the program you idiot....
TONY ROSS: Allen with a hold of Hayze's hair pulls him to his feet.... HAYZE WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE! 1.... 2... KICKOUT BY ALLEN!! Allen immediately to his feet.... BELLY TO BELLY SENDS HAYZE HARD TO THE MAT!! Hayze is slow to get up.... Allen pulls Hayze to his feet and whips him OVER THE TOP ROPE!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Allen immediately follows him outside.... he scoops Hayze up.... LOOK OUT!! HE JUST BODY SLAMMED HAYZE ON THE SPANISH COMMENTATORS TABLE!! Now he's choking him..... Hayze reaches over and grabs one of the mics.... OH!!! HE JUST CLOBBERED ALLEN ACROSS THE FACE WITH THE MIC!! ALLEN IS BLEEDING!!
JAKE SHADES: HEY!! He's using a foreign object! He should be disqualified for that!
TONY ROSS: Hayze shakes the cobwebs away and grabs one of the cables on the floor... HE'S CHOKING ALLEN WITH IT!! HE DRAGS ALLEN AROUND A BIT AND FLINGS HIM RIGHT INTO THE STEEL POST!!
JAKE SHADES: NO!! C'MON REF! DO YOUR JOB AND DQ HAYZE!! HE'S USING FOREIGN OBJECTS!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Allen is REALLY hurt now! That cut has now opened up even more and his face is a crimson mask!
JAKE SHADES: Crimson mask? WHAT THE HELL KINDA ANNOUNCING IS THAT! You gotta say what ya mean and mean what ya say.... HE'S (BLEEP) (BLEEP) BLEEDING LIKE A STUFFED PIG!
TONY ROSS: Thank you Jake for that VERY COLORFUL insight.... Allen somehow manages to crawl back into the ring.... Hayze grabs at one of his legs but is distracted now by Missy Fortune....
JAKE SHADES: Hayze BETTER NOT strike her... or else he'll have to deal with ME!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Yeah, only I don't think you can OUT RUN Hayze Jake... OH! Allen took full advantage of this distraction and kicks Hayze right in the face! Hayze stumbles backwards and hits the guardrail! Allen goes to the top rope.... he can't be serious.... he waits for Hayze to turn.... HE LEAPS!! SAVATE KICK BY HAYZE CATCHES ALLEN IN MID LEAP!! HAYZE GRABS A CHAIR AND CRACKS IT ACROSS ALLEN'S BACK!!
TONY ROSS: What an impact! He's going for another shot... and Missy Fortune jumps in front of him.... Hayze stops.... Allen shoves Missy Fortune into Hayze and they both fall to the pavement! Allen reaches for the fallen chair with one hand and pulls Missy Fortune off of Hayze with the other..... he lifts the chair overhead... LOW BLOW BY HAYZE!! Allen winces in pain and drops to his knees STILL holding the chair!
JAKE SHADES: What is WRONG with this (BLEEP) ref! That's cause for an immediate DQ!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: The ref DOES seem to be allowing an awful lot of lattitude in this match, could be because of the importance of it....Hayze tears the chair away from Allen's grasp.... he rears back and (SFX: CRACK!!) There goes another chair ruined on someone's head! Allen doesn't topple over however.... he kinda just wavers back and forth on his knees....
JAKE SHADES: Hey! He looks just like a WEEBLE moving like that!
TONY ROSS: Hayze grabs Allen by the seat of his jeans and hair and rolls him unceremoniously into the ring.... he climbs back in and circles Allen who is still on the mat.... the crowd is cheering wildly now as they, much like Hayze sense victory.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Hayze measures him.... knee drop to the forehead! That got a response from Allen as he jumps up onto his knees cradling his forehead! Hayze pulls him up... he's setting him for a DDT.... He's got him up.... NO!! Allen forces himself down! BACK BODY DROP BY ALLEN!! Where does he find the energy after all that blood loss and bleeding!?
JAKE SHADES: Simple stupid.... Allen is a SURVIVOR!! He doesn't call himself the PAIN EVENT for nothing you imbecile!
TONY ROSS: Jake may be right Victor... (interrupted)
JAKE SHADES: Ah, so you agree that Victor IS an imbecile!
TONY ROSS: Not about that you cretin! About his tolerance to pain! I've never seen anyone take as much punishment as Allen and has and STILL be able to fight back, let alone remain conscious!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Allen is still a bit unsteady on his feet however.... Hayze locks him up in a head lock.... Allen lifts him up... could be a back suplex... NO... HE CROTCHES HAYZE ON THE TOP ROPE!!
JAKE SHADES: YES! JUSTICE IS SERVED!
TONY ROSS: Hayze topples over onto the apron...... Allen seems to be getting his second wind now.... he's going for his set up move... the brainbuster suplex.... and listen to the crowd cheer.... Allen seems to be winning over some of these fans....
JAKE SHADES: DON'T PAY ANY ATTENTION TO THEM!! DO IT ALREADY!! BUST HIS BRAINS ON THE MAT!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Allen does seem to be wasting valuable time as he looks around at the uncharacteristic cheering crowd.... he finally makes his move.... ALLEN HAS HIM UP..... HAYZE TRIES TO FIGHT IT OFF.... ALLEN LOSES HIS BALANCE AND FALLS BACKWARD!! HAYZE DROPS ON TOP OF ALLEN! REF DANNY DIAPER DIVES DOWN TO MAKE THE COUNT... 1.... 2... 3!! HAYZE HAS DONE IT!! HAYZE HAS CAPITALIZED ON AN ALLEN MISCALCULATION AND ADVANCES TO THE NATIONAL TITLE SHOT TOURNEY!
JAKE SHADES: Am I the ONLY one here that feels that was a fast count?
TONY AND VICTOR: YES!
JAKE SHADES: I don't care WHAT you LOSERS say! Allen was ROBBED!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Look at Hayze, he walks right up to Justice who is still sitting with the fans and has a few words for him before heading back to the locker rooms! Justice merely laughs as he watches him leave. Somehow I don't think this is the last word between them.
TONY ROSS: Neither do I, at any event, Allen put up a hell of a fight and were it not for the injuries he sustained he may have pulled it off, nonetheless, the fact of the matter is that Hayze capitalized on his mistake and walks away the victor! Fans we'll be right back after this short break.....
(CUT TO: A promo for FW CENTRAL.....)
(CUT BACK TO: Somewhere in the Pittsburgh Civic Arena.... more precisely, the shark infested hallways of backstage where EVERY wrestler seems to be on the prowl.... Miss Thang is seen walking down the hallway until she encounters the Jamaican man with dreadlocks. The man asks.... "Are you Miss Thang?" Then Massacre comes up behind her and says "Damn right she is!"........ CUT BACK TO: the broadcast booth.....)
TONY ROSS: Oh man.... it's getting that you need an armed escort just to walk around backstage! It looks like Massacre is thumbing his nose at Malec by doing EXACTLY the same thing that caused him his suspension!
JAKE SHADES: GOOD! At least SOMEONE is standing up to that TYRANT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: It's total chaos back stage! And I for one am gonna have security escort me out when this night is over!
JAKE SHADES: You would you damn (BLEEP)!
TONY ROSS: Well, then I guess I would be considered one also Jake, because there is NO way anyone's going to get me to leave here without an escort also! Now before you even bother to answer with one of your typical brainless responses, DON'T BOTHER because we're about to start our next match!
(Before Jake could respond the cameras cut to Paul Kramer at center ring.....)
PAUL KRAMER: For our next mat...... (interrupted)
(Suddenly Paul Kramer stops in mid-sentence as the jumbotron comes alive ...... Appearing on the jumbotron is Minion, behind him standing with their arms folded are Golem and Ashe Draven.... immediately the fans begin to boo.... after a while, Minion begins to speak.....)
MINION: Yeah, Yeah, you Amish people didn't think you were going to be graced with my presence when you bought the ticket did ya but oh well here I am and all you pathetic people can just enjoy me or get up and leave..... I really don't care. But before you get up to go grab a beer let me say I didn't come out here today to waste my time in insutling pathetic fans like yourselves.... no, no, I came out here to address an issue that needed to come out into the light. Being here back stage, I see a lot of people running around like they own the joint or something. We got the New Breed, whom my two buddies Wicks and Golem will defeat later. Then we got this so called Alliance led by Jean Rabesque. I am sure you people have heard of him. Jean, you and your Alliance make me sick! It's not the idea of you actually forming one, it's the idea that you think you and your worthless bunch of friends can make a difference! Everyone knows you can't and everyone knows the only people in this entire fed that can make a difference are me, Wicks, Golem, and Ashe. Jean, you and your friends can go galloping around on your white horses all you want but when push comes to shove, you will fall off your high horse so to speak. Before I leave you worthless people tonight, I want to address the New Breed. Tonight you will get your taste of defeat. Like last week was your week..... this week will be OUR week and we will leave nothing standing after we are done. To everyone in the FWF, I hope you enjoyed the holidays because that is the last time any of you will be happy. This is a new year and with a new year comes new rules and with new rules comes pain and misery and who better to enjoy the misfortune than Golem, Wicks, Ashe and myself!! After tonight nothing will be the same!
(Minion throws the mic on the ground and raises both hands up in victory-like fashion to a huge ovation of boo's from the crowd..... then just as suddenly as he appeared on the jumbotron... it suddenly fades to static......)
JAKE SHADES: Now THAT was a HELL of a speech! We need more people like Minion I tell ya!
TONY ROSS: It looks like even Minion knows better than to go out into the back stage corridors.... and I can't say that I blame him!
JAKE SHADES: That's cause he's smart! Not a coward like you two!
TONY ROSS: Yeah, your opinion REALLY means a lot to me Jake (rolls his eyes sarcastically) Paul take it away!
(CUT BACK TO: Paul Kramer at center ring.....)
PAUL KRAMER: Well, unless we get interrupted once again, we're now ready to begin our next match...... first, from the Suburban Jungle, weighing 275 pounds....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's accompanied by Rusti Spears and his manager Ziggy Jefferson.... He's MAXWELL HOUZ!!
(The fans erupt with a thunderous round of boos as Maxwell Houz and Rusti Spears appear on the entrance ramp, noticeably absent is his manager Ziggy Jefferson. Houz and Spears seem to be at odds as they appear to be arguing.... Houz flips her and turns his back on her and walks arrogantly toward the ring.... Rusti Spears, obviously upset, just stands there for a few moments until she finally decides to join Houz at ringside.....)
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... from Toronto Canada, weighing 225 pounds......
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PAUL KRAMER: He's MICHAEL KERRIGAN!!
(The fans give him a huge pop as he slaps the curtains aside and strides, appearing next to him is Troy Martinez, they both head purposefully toward the ring sporting an "all business" attitude.....)
JAKE SHADES: Look at Kerrigan... he looks like he's ready to attend his own funeral! He even brought his own PALLBEARER! HAHAHAHAH!!
TONY ROSS: Actually, it looks more like he's coming to send someone to their own funeral and Martinez looks as if he's going to make sure that everyone minds their own business!
(Suddenly from the opposite aisle emerges Scott Allen, fresh bandages on his forehead, at his side is Missy Fortune! He grabs a chair and a mic and climbs into the ring and steps between Kerrigan and Houz. On the outside of the ring, Missy Fortune and Rusti Spears start talking smack to each other. Ref Danny Diaper, not having officially started the match yet, looks nervously back between the confrontation IN the ring and the confrontation at ringside! In the ring, Allen sits on the chair, raises the mic to his lips, and begins to speak.....)
SCOTT ALLEN: Maxwell Houz .... the caffeine extreme, and nearly undefeated in the FWF! Just ONE loss on your record, huh big boy? And Michael "The Dragon" Kerrigan, a wrestling legend if there ever was one. Both of you guys deserve a shot at some kind of title, and I think you both have your eyes on Stone Wolf and the TV title... I think the winner of this match should get that shot at the Pay Per View!"
(The fans react in agreement. Kerrigan grabs the mic from Allen and .... )
MIKE KERRIGAN: Allen, we don't want your interference, which is why Martinez is here! The fans want this match, and if it gets me the title shot then I'll do whatever I have to do to win!
(Maxwell Houz looks on at Missy and Rusti who are pointing at each other and starting some minor shoving, at this point, referee Danny Diaper drops down to ringside and tries to break up the inevitable cat fight that is brewing, immediately he is trapped in between the two women, more fending off blows from the both of them than breaking up any fight.....)
SCOTT ALLEN: Fine, you want the win, then you take the win!
(Allen pulls the chair out from under him and jabs it into Kerrigan's belly then DDTs him! Kerrigan immediately goes down. Allen drops out of the ring and is immediately attacked by Troy Martinez! Just then security arrives to save referee Danny Diaper who is still caught between the fighting fems! In a matter of moments, more security comes and breaks up the chaotic melee and escort Martinez, Allen and Missy out! As they are escorted backstage, Allen is heard yelling.... "Is that good enough to get a tournament shot? How hard does a guy have to work?".....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Allen attempts to give Kerrigan a DQ win but it goes all in vain because referee Danny Diaper was too busy trying to break up the fight between Missy Fortune and Rusti Spears to see what happened...
JAKE SHADES: Yeah for once I wish I were Danny Diaper (giggling lecherously....)
TONY ROSS: God knows the reasons behind Allen's actions but if it REALLY was to guarantee Kerrigan the win, he may just have given Houz the advantage as Diaper officially starts the match. Houz is already on top of the already hurt Kerrigan pounding away at him!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH!! DECAFFEINATE HIM HOUZ!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz with a rake across the back of Kerrigan! Kerrigan crawls to the corner..... Houz follows him in... KNEE TO THE SMALL OF THE BACK CRUSHES KERRIGAN AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLE! Kerrigan in serious trouble here.....
JAKE SHADES: That's 'cause he's a LOSER and much like you Victoria, he just plain SUCKS!!
TONY ROSS: Houz grabs Kerrigan by the head and rams it into the turnbuckle... NO!! KERRIGAN THROWS THE BRAKES AND ELBOWS HOUZ ACROSS THE FACE! AGAIN..... AND AGAIN! HOUZ STAGGERS BACKWARD! Kerrigan turns and tackles Houz to the mat! They roll around on the mat punching wildly at each other! This has turned into a street fight!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, there seems to be some other kind of action going on in the front row.... what the....
(Camera quickly cuts to a group of mooks in asorted wackey costumes, some in "BYW brigade" T-shirts sit ringside acting rowdy and and watching the action......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: They seem harmless enough.... I suppose, a little TOO enthuised though.... I hope security is keeping an eye on them, what with all the attacks going on HERE as well as BACKSTAGE!
TONY ROSS: Kerrigan seems to be gaining the upper hand now as he lands a series of blows to the side of Houz's head.... Victor, what I'd like to know is WHERE is Ziggy Jefferson?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: You got me Tony, he was noticeably absent when Houz came down, not to mention that there seems to be some sort of friction between Houz and Rusti Spears..... I wonder what that's all about?
JAKE SHADES: Houz probably found out that I was BOINKING Rusti....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Would that be the inflatable or glove version? Kerrigan climbs to the top rope... ELBOW DROP FINDS ITS MARK AS HOUZ CRASHES BACK TO THE MAT!! Kerrigan wraps his legs up.... turns him over.... BOSTON CRAB!! KERRIGAN HAS HOUZ TRAPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
TONY ROSS: Houz is scrambling toward the ropes..... Kerrigan tries but can't seem to keep him in the middle of the ring.... Houz is almost to the ropes..... Kerrigan suddenly releases the hold and drags Houz back to the center of the ring! He tries to put the Boston Crab on him again but Houz frantically kicks out of it! He scrambles away from Kerrigan.... Kerrigan gives chase.... HOUZ MULE KICKS KERRIGAN IN THE KNEECAP!! KERRIGAN STUMBLES BACKWARD AND THROUGH TOP ROPES! Houz climbs to the top rope.... HE LEAPS.... FLYING SHOULDER BOMB CONNECTS AND THEY BOTH GO CRASHING INTO THE GUARDRAIL!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Look at Rusti! She's beside herself.... Ziggy's no where to be found and she seems lost out there!
JAKE SHADES: Hmmmm... maybe I should go over there and comfort her....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Yeah, you do that Jake, there's nothing funnier than a bald headed troll getting a beat down from a beautiful woman! Houz and Kerrigan get up about the same time.... they're slugging it out.... LOOK OUT!!
(Instantly the triple threat broadcast team run for cover as Houz and Kerrigan collide onto their table, rollover it and fall onto the exact spot where Jake, Tony and Victor were sitting.... Tony and Victor managed to sidestep the brawling duo, Jake however wasn't so lucky as they rolled right on top of him!)
TONY ROSS: (adjusting his headset....) Oh man! They're still going at it and Jake is STILL caught underneath them! And Houz gets thrown clear! Kerrigan tries to get up, but Jake somehow ends up on top of him.... KERRIGAN FLINGS JAKE INTO HOUZ AND THEY BOTH GO OVER THE RAILING!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz gets to his feet.... he SLUGS a few nearby fans and hops over the railing and charges at Kerrigan! Kerrigan ducks.... and he BACK BODY DROPS HOUZ THROUGH THE ROPES AND INTO THE RING! Houz is caught in the ropes like a fly in a web!.... he can't free himself!
TONY ROSS: OH MY!! LOOK! THE FANS JUST TOSSED SHADES OVER THE RAILING! Shades looks to be dazed as he tries to get to his feet and falls back down!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Later for Shades, the REAL action is in the ring... Kerrigan is laying the boots to Houz as Diaper tries to free him from the ropes.... Diaper forces Kerrigan back and gives him a warning! He's ordering him to stay back so he can free Houz....
TONY ROSS: Shades manages to get back to his feet... "Shades! Over here! You're going the WRONG WAY!!"
(Shades begins to comically stagger back and forth, much like a drunk would.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Kerrigan is climbing the turnbuckle.... I think he's going for a top rope elbow drop... Rusti is screaming at the ref to stop Kerrigan from leaping but he's too busy trying to free Houz....
TONY ROSS: "SHADES! S-H-A-D-E-S!! NOT THAT WAY!! YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY!"
(Shades stumbles on the ring steps, but manages to somehow climb comically to the top... he loses his footing on the apron and falls right into the ropes before falling off the apron.... the ropes shake violently as Jake tries to hang on to them resulting in.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH!! KERRIGAN JUST CROTCHED HIMSELF ON THE TURNBUCKLE! HE'S JUST SITTING THERE ON THE TURNBUCKLE TEETERING.....
TONY ROSS: Diaper finally manages to free Houz! Houz shakes the blood flow back into his arms..... he sees Kerrigan slumped on the turnbuckle and climbs up there with him.... Houz is attempting to SUPERPLEX him off the turnbuckle!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: He's got him hooked....... and HOUZ is SCREAMING!! WHAT'S GOING ON?!
TONY ROSS: KERRIGAN IS BITING HIM!! KERRIGAN IS BITING HOUZ ACROSS THE SHOULDERS! Kerrigan shoves Houz off the turnbuckle! Houz hits the mat.... Kerrigan steps up to the top turnbuckle.... MOONSAULT BY KERRIGAN.... AND HOUZ SPEARS HIM IN MID AIR!! UNBELIEVABLE!! HE KNOCKED THE WIND RIGHT OUT OF KERRIGAN!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz hooks the leg and covers.... 1... 2.... 3!! HOUZ CAPTURES THE VICTORY!
TONY ROSS: With the inadvertant help of Jake Shades and Scott Allen I might add....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz rolls out of the ring and starts yelling angrily again at Rusti Spears as he makes his way back to the locker rooms....
TONY ROSS: Fans, we're going to take a brief break while the EMTs tend to our very Jake Shades..... when we return, it'll be time for the EXTREME RING defense.....
(Cameras fade out as EMTs apply smelling salt to a prone Jake Shades....... CUT TO: an AWF Promo.....)
(FADE BACK TO: the broadcast booth......)
TONY ROSS: Welcome back fans, just in case you've missed the last few moments of the last match, Jake Shades has suffered some mild injuries as he "inadvertedly" got involved in the brawl between Maxwell Houz and Michael Kerrigan!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, as a matter of fact "The Periscope" Sawyer has just informed me that he's in position at the EMT van where they are treating Jake.... let's go to him now....
(CUT TO: The EMT van where we see Jake Shades, his head bandaged, a fat lip and swollen left eye as he is being tended to.....)
EMT: Sir, if you don't sit still .....
JAKE: If I don't sit still then WHAT!? LOOK AT ME?! WHAT CAN YOU DO TO ME THAT HASN'T ALREADY BEEN DONE!? IN FACT, GET YOUR (BLEEP) HANDS OFF ME! I'M GOING TO SUE MALEC AND LEBRON FOR EVERYTHING THEY'VE GOT! GET AWAY FROM ME!
EMT: (shakes his head.....) whatever you say sir.....
(Cameras fade on an angry Jake Shades as he storms away from the EMT van and heads back into the arena.....)
TONY ROSS: Just when you thought he was out.... he DRAGS himself back in!
(Tony and Victor begin to laugh loudly.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Well, let's enjoy the brief period of peace we have now before he returns.... Tony... it looks like someone else is claiming the spotlight.....
(Cameras cut to center ring where the fans are applauding as Jean Rabesque is waiting to speak......)
RABESQUE: Lebron, Malec, you know why I'm here, you know why I'm out here saying this. Over the past few months, you have done nothing but screw both myself and my friends over. I don't know why you insist on doing this, but it's going to stop. Hell, you forced one of my friends into retirement, and we're not sure if we're ever going to see him again, and you know who I'm talking about. Now, you've got Nevada refereeing some lame ass main event. And to add insult upon insult, you have the nerve to screw me out of MY title. (crowd pops) Everyone here knows it guys, all of this after you let my ass be kidnapped! Well, guys, I'm out here solely on the behalf of myself, but I know I speak for others, when I say we're just not going to take it anymore. Starting today, we decide what we do. It's what the people want (crowd pops), it's what we want, and the best part of all... there ain't a damn thing you can do about it!
(Fans begin to cheer loudly as Rabesque leaves the ring and heads back up the ramp....)
TONY ROSS: Well, tempers ARE flaring here tonight! Rabesque seems more ready than ever to regain the Frontier Title tonight! I've NEVER seen him like this!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Neither have I, though I think his anger toward Malec and LeBron are unfounded.... well, that's a story in itself which is best left for another time, right now it's time for our next match....
(Fade to center ring and Paul Kramer.....)
PAUL KRAMER: The next match is for the EXTREME RING! First, the challenger.... from Boston MA, weighing 285 pounds.... he's a former WWWA King of Extreme, NGEN World Champion, ACW Interstate Champion, 1/2 ASWF World Tag Team Champion, EFW/NTWA/WWL Tri-State Champion.....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's JARED JUSTICE!!
(Fans receives Justice with a mixture of cheers and boos, mostly boos however as they stare upon him! He stands there momentarily, his imposing physique taking a back seat to his flaming red locks which he wears wildly, ala Bozo on crack! He strides confidently to the ring....)
PAUL KRAMER: and his opponent..... from Seattle WA, weighing 220 pounds.....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's the CURRENT holder of the EXTREME RING..... he's ASYLUM!!!
(Fans boo loudly as Asylum appears at the Entrance ramp..... behind him, as always is Daisy. She carries a small pillow and on it is the Extreme Ring.... Asylum stops and motions for her.... as she come to him he reaches for and puts on the Extreme Ring and then orders her to walk ahead of him.... as she does so he sticks a foot out and trips her up! She immediately gets up on her knees and starts bowing her head subserviently to him.... he just giggles uncontrollably and then suddenly stops and looks around, cocking an ear as if he hears voices, he giggles a little again and then continues to the ring.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Oh my, THIS is going to be SOME KINDA MATCH! A giant pyromaniac against a certified lunatic!
(Suddenly out of nowhere appears.....)
JAKE SHADES: DAMMIT! OUCH! I TELL YA I'M GONNA SUE!!
TONY ROSS: Welcome back Jake....
JAKE SHADES: Yeah right..... I saw you laughing earlier... BITE ME!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Jake, I know we've been at odds since WHO KNOWS WHEN, but seriously, I have to say, and I really mean this...... YOU DESERVED WHAT YOU GOT!!
(Shades grits his teeth and stands up to approach Victor but suddenly sits back down holding his bandaged head in pain....)
JAKE SHADES: OOOOWWWW!! Dammit, just wait 'til these bandages come off, then I'll show you WHO deserves WHAT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (grinning.....) Justice simply TOWERS over Asylum... but Asylum thinks nothing of it as he charges at Justice.... Justice catches him in mid leap... turns and... POWER SLAM BY JUSTICE! ASYLUM RIGHT BACK UP THOUGH ..... FLYING HEADSCISSORS SURPRISES JUSTICE AND SENDS HIM FLYING ACROSS THE RING!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah... just like I'm gonna do to you when these wounds heal....
TONY ROSS: Asylum charges again.... Justice with a big boot to Asylum's face slows him down.... follows it up with a MONSTER LARIOT that nearly decapitates him! Asylum slow to get up.... Justice pulls him up like a ragdoll.... SIDE WALK SLAM!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: WOW! The ENTIRE ring shook with the impact! Asylum sits up and is immediately met with a Justice kick to the head! Justice pulls him to his feet, scoops him up..... FALL AWAY SLAM OVER THE TOP ROPE BY JUSTICE!
TONY ROSS: Asylum hits the pavement hard! Justice is just man-handling the Extreme Ring holder!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Justice is NO stranger to extreme-type matches Tony.....
JAKE SHADES: Yeah NEITHER am I.... which you'll PERSONALLY find out soon enough!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (chuckling as he ignores Jake's comments....) Justice steps through the ropes and out of the ring..... he picks up Asylum and drops him NECK FIRST onto the guardrail! Asylum clutches at his throat in obvious pain..... and look out... here comes Daisy! Daisy is pounding on Justice's back like a fly to a bear! Justice turns... he grabs her by the face and shoves her backwards! Daisy flies a few feet and slides into the steel stair case!
JAKE SHADES: Justice is LUCKY that ain't MY woman, or there would be hell to pay!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Looking at you now, I think there HELL already made a deposit.... on your FACE!!
TONY ROSS: Justice goes underneath the ring.... he seems to be looking for something.... and he comes back out.... he's got a bag in one which he tucks into his pants and a bottle in the other?!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What's he up to? He goes over to the Japanese commentating table and he's motioning to one of them for something....
(Cameras zoom in on Justice as he snatches a lit cigarette from the Japanese commentator's hand and then orders them to clear out as he stares at, somewhat transfixed by the glowing embers of the cigarette! He then smashes the bottle on the table and tosses the lit cigarette on it.... THE ENTIRE TABLE IMMEDIATELY BURSTS INTO FLAMES!)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH MY GOD! Justice is taking his facination with fire too far! He could burn down the entire arena here tonight!
JAKE SHADES: That wouldn't be any great loss.... THIS PLACE SUCKS!
TONY ROSS: Justice turns to Asylum..... Asylum only now getting to his feet.... he see's Daisy sprawled on the floor and goes berserk!
JAKE SHADES: Of course! After all, HE'S the ONLY NUT allowed to strike her!
TONY ROSS: Asylum goes in punching.... and the two of them start brawling! Asylum is relentless! He's steadily pushing Justice back.... Asylum charges.... SPINNING POWERBOMB BY JUSTICE ONTO THE BURNING TABLE!! ASYLUM CRASHES THROUGH THE BURNING TABLE! ASYLUM GETS SCRAMBLES OUT OF THE BURNING DEBRIS! PARTS OF HIS BODY ARE ON FIRE AS HE SEEMS OBLIVIOUS TO THIS AND CONTINUES TO TAKE THE FIGHT TO JUSTICE! JUSTICE SCOOPS HIM UP AND LOSES HIS FOOTING ON SOME BROKEN GLASS AND THEY BOTH FALL BACKWARD!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: They're rolling around on the pavement out there, like two wild animals tearing at each other!
TONY ROSS: All that rolling around extinguished the flames on Asylum's body, not that it phased him in any way as he continues to slug it out with Justice!
JAKE SHADES: Hey... what's that stench? I thought it was Asylum's burning flesh.... but actually it's YOU Victoria? Did you defecate on yourself again or is it that time of the month?
TONY ROSS: Asylum finally seems to be getting the upperhand on Justice... that ring he has on seems to be the reason behind it! Asylum pulls Justice to his feet and introduces his head to the ring post! He follows it up with a ring laden left hook! Justice slumps to the apron.... Asylum shoves him back into the ring and follows him inside! Asylum to the top rope..... he leaps.... AND HE EATS SHOE LEATHER AS JUSTICE RAISES A LEG!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Justice to his feet...... tosses Asylum to the ropes... SPINNING LEG LARIOT!! ASYLUM GOES DOWN LIKE A TON OF BRICK! Justice reaches into his pants and pulls out that pouch from before.... he pours the contents onto the mat.... OH MY GOD! THOSE ARE TACKS!! Justice pulls Asylum to his feet... he's going to suplex him onto those tacks..... he's got him up.... ASYLUM LANDS RIGHT ON THE TACKS!! JUSTICE WITH THE COVER!
TONY ROSS: 1... 2.... 3... NO!! ASYLUM WAS REACTING TO SO MUCH TO THE TACKS IMBEDDED IN HIS BACK THAT I THINK IT ACTUALLY HELPED HIM KICK OUT IN TIME!! Justice jumps to his feet.... Asylum scoops up a handful of tacks tosses them right into Justice's face! JUSTICE IS BLINDED! HE CLUTCHES HIS FACE IN AGONY!!
JAKE SHADES: Now THAT'S giving a NEW meaning to the term FACE-LIFT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Asylum to the ropes.... HURRICURANA INTO A PIN! 1.... 2.... 3!! Asylum's done it! He somehow manages to get by that behemoth Justice! Tony, I guess it's true what they say about crazy people not feeling pain the way normal people do!
TONY ROSS: Must be! It's simply incredible.... all the punishment he took from Justice, who is A MONSTER to say the least, and to come out the victor, let alone SURVIVE is a feat in itself!
JAKE SHADES: You wanna talk about a feats? Wait 'til you see the beat down Victoria's gonna get!
TONY ROSS: Maybe you two should talk to Malec about this so you could settle it once and for all IN the ring instead of HERE! Wait, I understand that someone has just broken into Rabesque's locker room... let's send the action to our on the spot reporter, Wilson "The Pest" Hazard...
(CUT TO: Wilson as he stands in Rabesque's locker room, or what remains of it anyhow.....)
WILSON HAZARD: Tony, we're here in Jean Rabesque's locker room where apparently SOME ONE has just down a DAMN good job of trashing it! Rabesque is no where to be found and the only thing we have to go on as to WHO may have done this is this spray painting on the wall....
(Cameras focus in on the spray painted wall which reads.... "SO IT BEGINS!"....)
WILSON HAZARD: That's all for now Tony.....
TONY ROSS: Yet ANOTHER act of vandalism, though, I don't think we've heard the last of this one, as his message would indicate! Fans, I've been told we have to a break but when we return, it'll be the CABLE TV TITLE MATCH!
(Cameras fade to an FWF promo featuring many of their current stars....)
(Cameras fade back to backstage where Jean Rabesque has just arrived and sees all the carnage done to his locker room.... he glances at the wall that reads... "SO IT BEGINS" and then begins rant and rave angrily..... most of his yelling is censored as the cameras cut back to the broadcast booth.........)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH MAN! And I thought Jake had a filthy mouth! Rabesque is absolutely losing it and he has that HUGE triple threat match later tonight!
JAKE SHADES: Who cares! That french fry will be toast after Kabe gets through with him!
TONY ROSS: There have SO many attacks on Rabesque the last few months that it's almost impossible to speculate on WHO could've done that!
JAKE SHADES: I did it! And you know why! BECAUSE I CAN! Just a little preview of what I'm gonna do to Victoria!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (rolling his eyes....) I'm breathless with anticipation....
TONY ROSS: In the meantime, I see that Paul Kramer has just entered the ring, so it looks like you two will have to continue your little feud some other time.....
(CUT TO center ring......)
PAUL KRAMER: Our next match..... is for the CABLE TV TITLE! First the challenger..... hailing from No Sun City, weighing 296 pounds.....
(CUE UP: Warsaw by Joy Division.......)
PAUL KRAMER: He's BLACK SAAAAAAAAGE!!
(The crowd immediately begins to toss debris and boo as Black Sage appears on the ramp..... He just stands there puffing on a cigarette as he passes a hand through his chin length, burgundy streaked, bleached white hair. One of the cameramen then comes in for a close up.... he manages to focus on the 3 stars tattoed on his left forearm, and black sun over crossbones on his right pectoral muscle before Black Sage shoves him roughly aside! The fans toss even more debris at him and Black Sage responds by flicking his cigarette at them as he walks to the ring......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I understand that Sage's curfew has been lifted for tonight, some sort of arrangement he and his lawyer made. On a side note though, that's a new look for Black Sage, white hair and all.... for a minute there I thought that was someone else up there....
JAKE SHADES: Don't you know anything? It's symbolic!! It's Sage's "death face"! It means that Black Sage is gonna KILL Wolfy!
PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent! He's from the Black Mountains of New Mexico! He weighs 223 pounds.....
(Suddenly, arena lights go out, and a wolf howl echos throughout the arena..... CUEUP: "Right Now" by Van Halen........)
PAUL KRAMER: He's the current FWF CABLE TV CHAMPION..... He's STONE WOLF!!
(The fans immediately erupt with thunderous cheers as a black light spotlight comes up and follows and focuses on Stone Wolf. If follows him all the way to ring...... as he reaches the ring, the lights come up again..... )
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Would you listen to that reception!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah I know... it's pathetic! The REAL measure of a wrestler's success is how BAD these idiots BOO them!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: You've said some stupid things in your time, but this tops them all! Don't you realize that Stone Wolf is undefeated? That he's hel......(interrupted)
JAKE SHADES: The ONLY thing I realize is that Black Sage's gonna turn Wolfy into DOG MEAT!
TONY ROSS: Well, I don't know about that, but Black Sage CERTAINLY is NOT a man to take lightly! Stone Wolf is giving up nearly 80 pounds! Stone Wolf definitely has his hands full tonight! And there they go! Stone Wolf with a side Russian leg sweep takes the big man down! He follows it up with a spinning toe hold.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage immediately breaks that up with a boot to the back of Stone Wolf's head! Stone Wolf immediately to his feet as is Sage.... Sage is stalking him now.... he's backing Stone Wolf into the corner now.... they tie up.... Sage misses with an uppercut! Stone Wolf side steps around and behind..... DROP KICK SENDS SAGE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! STONE WOLF WITH THE ROLL UP PIN.... 1..... KICKOUT BY SAGE!
TONY ROSS: It's going to take a lot more than that to pin Sage's shoulders for the 3 count! Sage reaches for Stone WOlf.... Stone Wolf ducks under his grasp..... waist lock by Stone Wolf..... Sage with an elbow to the side of Wolf's head staggers him! Sage turns.... DROP KICK BY WOLF! AND SAGE JUST SLAPS IT AWAY! Sage finally grabs hold of the elusive Wolf..... IRON CLAW SLAM BY SAGE! STONE WOLF IS DOWN!
JAKE SHADES: I knew Wolfy couldn't run from him forever!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage to the second rope.... Wolf gets up.... FLYING LARIOT BY SAGE!! WOLF DUCKS..... SLEEPERHOLD BY STONE WOLF!! HE'S GOT IT ON TIGHT!
JAKE SHADES: HE'S CHOKING HIM! OPEN YOUR EYES REF!!
TONY ROSS: SAGE STAGGERS TOWARD THE ROPES... WOLF IS RIDING HIS BACK, REFUSING TO RELEASE THE SLEEPER!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage reaches behind.... trying to get a hold of Wolf! Wolf keeps out of his reach while still maintaining the sleeper! Sage is getting desperate now... HE STUMBLES DOWN TO ONE KNEE!! Wolf immediately plants his feet on the mat to try and gain some leverage! SAGE IS BACK UP.... HE RUSHES BACKWARD... HE CRUSHES STONE WOLF AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLE! Wolf releases the sleeper hold!
JAKE SHADES: Sage with a butt punch to Sage's belly... Hahahahah! That knocked some of the fur off Wolfy!
TONY ROSS: Sage taking charge now.... Sage steps out to the apron.... reaches over the rope ....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH NO! Sage is going to attempt.....
JAKE SHADES: YES! DO IT! DO IT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: FRONT LAYOUT SUPLEX ONTO THE PAVEMENT BELOW!! STONE WOLF BOUNCES ONCE OFF THE PAVEMENT AND LANDS ON HIS BACK! Sage to his feet, pulls Stone Wolf to his feet.... SENDS HIM HEADLONG INTO THE RAILING! WOLF SMACKS THE RAILING AND CRUMBLES TO THE PAVEMENT!
TONY ROSS: What's this? Rusti Spears just came down the aisle, she jumps up on the ring apron and is yelling something at referee Stu Fields..... Stu Fields busies himself with trying to get Rusti Spears off the apron.... and look! Maxwell Houz just jumped out of the crowd! He's sipping what looks like an expresso.....
(Houz walks up behind Sage and taps him on the shoulder.... Sage turns and ........)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OWWW!! Houz just bathed Sage in the face with scalding espresso and hops back over the railing into the crowd...... Sage is yelling out in agony!! Wolf gets up and stares at Sage.... he has NO idea what just happened but takes advantage with a spinning neck breaker! SAGE GOES DOWN HARD! STANDING LEG DROP BY WOLF! Wolf to the apron.... NO! He climbs up to the top turnbuckle... VERTICAL ELBOW DROP OFF..... SAGE ROLLS AWAY.... WOLF MISSES AND HITS THE PAVEMENT!
JAKE SHADES: YES! I HOPE HE BROKE HIS (BLEEP) ARM!!
TONY ROSS: Save your callous wishes Jake.... he may just have done that! Sage gets to one knee, still wiping espresso from his eyes while Wolf sits on the pavement cradling his elbow.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage goes over.... grabs Wolf by his injured arm and tosses him unceremoniously back into the ring! He climbs back in.... comes in behind Stone Wolf.... FULL NELSON BY SAGE! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED IN! Referee Stu Fields moves in to see if Stone Wolf wants to submit.... Wolf yells out an emphatic no! Sage pulls Stone Wolf off his feet.... FULL NELSON FACE SLAM!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH! That ought to improve his ugly face somewhat!
TONY ROSS: Sage rolls him over, hooks the leg.... 1... 2... 3! NO WAIT!! Wolf kicked out just in time! INCREDIBLE PAIN TOLERANCE EXHIBITED BY STONE WOLF! Just another reason WHY Stone Wolf is undefeated and Cable TV Champ!
JAKE SHADES: PLEASE! You're gonna make me PUKE!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage pulls Wolf to his feet and whips him into the ropes.... Sage scoops him up..... SPINNING TORTURE RACK INTO A FLAPJACK! Sage with the cover..... ONE!! .... TWO!!..... THR--- KICKOUT BY STONE WOLF!! SAGE SLAPS ON THE MAT IN FRUSTRATION! HE'S ACCUSING THE REF OF A SLOW COUNT!
JAKE SHADES: AND RIGHTFULLY SO! That ref is protecting Stone Wolf!
TONY ROSS: Sage turns and gets a rake across the eyes!.... STANDING DRAGON SLEEPER! STONE WOLF TRAPS SAGE IN HIS FINISHER THE BLACK MOUNTAIN SPLASH! HE DROPS IT DOWN INTO A DDT AND COVERS SAGE! ONE..... TWO... THR----- KICKOUT BY SAGE!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: These two are showing incredible stamina here tonight Tony. They both struggle to their feet.... Sage is up first.... Stone Wolf with a kick to Sage's shin! He follows it up with a soccer kcik to the side of his knee! Sage stumbles and catches himself on the ropes! Stone Wolf continues to attack Sage's knee.... Sage almost falls to the mat but hangs on to the top rope! Stone Wolf goes for the other knee but moves in a little too close..... SAGE WITH A CHOKE SLAM BREAKS STONE WOLF'S MOMENTUM!
JAKE SHADES: What momentum? Sage was just taking a breather that's all......
TONY ROSS: Sage takes a step toward Stone Wolf and collapses to the mat! Stone Wolf to his knees..... he crawls over toward Sage..... LEFT HOOK ROCKS SAGE BACKWARDS! WOLF WITH A RIGHT HOOK NOW SENDS SAGE BACKWARDS SO FAR HIS BACK SLAPS THE MAT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage bobs back up..... Stone Wolf with another left hook... SAGE BLOCKS IT! DOUBLE CHOP TO THE THROAT BY SAGE! Sage struggles to his feet.... still favoring his injured leg.... a hand full of Stone Wolf's hair forces him up also....
TONY ROSS: Sage scoops him up and ALMOST FALLS OVER AS HIS INJURED KNEE SUDDENLY BUCKLES! SAGE STUMBLES TOWARD THE TURNBUCKLE, STILL CARRYING WOLF.... SCORN DEATH DROP!!
JAKE SHADES: YES!! DID YOU SEE WOLFY'S HEAD SNAP BACK AGAINST THAT TURNBUCKLE? THAT MEANS THE END IS NEAR!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: That's Sage's set up for his finisher, the Black Plague! And here it comes! Sage pulls Stone Wolf up.... he's having trouble keeping a firm grasp on Wolf.... Wolf blocks it.... does a 180 degree spin on Sage's shoulder...... HURRICARANNA BY STONE WOLF! HE COVERS SAGE! ONE... TWO.... NO!! SAGE GETS AN ARM UP!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH!! THAT'S MA BOY!
TONY ROSS: Stone Wolf pulls Sage up..... SNAP SUPLEX BY WOLF....NO! SAGE BLOCKS IT..... REVERSE INTO A SPINNING DDT! STONE WOLF IS DOWN! SAGE IS DOWN! SAGE TRIES TO GET TO HIS FEET..... HIS KNEE BUCKLES AND HE COLLAPSES ON TOP OF STONE WOLF! HE COVERS WOLF! REF STU FIELDS DIVES DOWN TO MAKE THE COUNT.....
JAKE SHADES: YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH!!!
(The bell rings...... signaling the end of the match....)
JAKE SHADES: YES! NEW CHAMP! I KNEW IT! YEEEEEEESS!!!
TONY ROSS: JAKE QUIET DOWN! This still needs to be sorted out....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, Referee Stu Fields is motioning.... the match is ruled a TIME LIMIT DRAW!
JAKE SHADES: WHAT?!?! NOOOOOO!!! HELL NO!!
TONY ROSS: Sages gets to his knees, and it looks like he just now realizes that time stole from him what he planned on taking from Stone Wolf. He shakes his head and just stands there, still favoring his injured knee as Stone Wolf gets up.....
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony look! Sage is extending a handshake!? Stone Wolf is hesitant...... he doesn't seem to sure abou.... (interrupted.....)
(Suddenly the lights go out all over the arena, after a few moments they turn back on and Sage is layed out in a pool of his own blood with black roses around him..... standing near him is Joe Massacre, mic in hand..... He looks toward Stone Wolf as he stands over the prone Sage and begins to speak....)
JOE MASSACRE: Number One, I am NOT Joseph Pinkelberry and Number Two......I was not even there to know of my suspension. You see, dear President Malec and LeBron who I thought was my friend could not stand it that Massacre was not there..........but they needed him there and they brought out a clone. Now Jake Shades made a very good point about snapping and I basically I AM AT THAT POINT!!!!
JAKE SHADES: YA SEE! I DO make great points!
TONY ROSS: BE QUIET JAKE!
JOE MASSACRE: I do not know WHO to believe because LeBron recruited me and Malec tried to duplicate me with some clone.....but there are three things that he left out about Massacre....my dear Massacrites..... One.......Number One Fan is always there to accompany me....... two...... I always speak when someone wants to see me...... and that old hag that Malec and New Breed made up is NOT MY MOTHER!!!!! That is why Sage is laying in this ring because Malec, I will make an example out of your boys and then I am coming for you because I have that money Muro took........AND I WILL PRESENT IT TO YOU FACE TO FACE AT THE PAY-PER-VIEW!!!!!! Hey Wolf......... be thankful that you're NOT on my hitlist!
(Suddenly the fans begin to react as Kearns and McMillan are seen racing down the aisle...... Massacre steps through the ropes and makes a hasty exit up the opposite ramp, Stone Wolf, not knowing what to expect from all of this, drops out of the ring just as the New Breed enters.....)
JAKE SHADES: SAGE WAS ROBBED I TELL YOU! A SLOW COUNT AND FAST BELL!
TONY ROSS: Robbed or not... that was one HELL of a match, and had there not been a time limit, no telling HOW it may have ended up! Sage seems to be okay now as Kearns and McMillan help him to his feet.... Love him or hate him.... Sage is DEFINITELY a force to deal with here. I've NEVER seen anyone take it to Stone Wolf like he has and I'm sure this is just the first of many battles for them. Fans, we'll be right back with our triple threat Frontier Title match in just a few moments....
(Cameras fade to a promo for the 1999 FWF Awards Show.....)
(FADE BACK TO: the broadcast booth......)
JAKE SHADES: I STILL say Sage was ROBBED!! I don't care what YOU or ANYONE SAYS!
TONY ROSS: Jake, did you make a wager on that match?
JAKE SHADES: (giving a nervous look....) Who? ME? (pausing....) OF COURSE NOT!
TONY ROSS: Well, I hope not, 'cause in addition to your drinking problem, Malec stated that if you were caught gambling on the job you would be terminated on the spot!
JAKE SHADES: (BLEEP) MALEC! Malec better watch out or I'll get my PAL MASSACRE on him!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Massacre is ALREADY after Malec, or so he claims anyhow.....
JAKE SHADES: You see, even MASSACRE doesn't like the way Malec treats me and HE wants to do something about it!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Did they medicate you in the EMT van earlier this evening? Because you're talking more crap than usual!
JAKE SHADES: Just shut up and call the next match.....
TONY ROSS: For once I agree with you Jake.... Paul take it away!
(Cameras fade to center ring.....)
PAUL KRAMER: This next match is a 3 - way dance for the VACATED FRONTIER TITLE! 3 men will enter the ring and battle to eliminate each other until there is a victor! First, from North Stamford CT, weighing 224 pounds....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's the JOBBER!!
(Fans boo loudly as the Jobber comes down the ring, accompanied by his simian companion, Mojo who is dressed in a tiny corporate suit! As he passes near the front row, a group of fans start cheering loudly for him......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, those same group of mooks in asorted wackey costumes, and "BYW brigade" T-shirts are acting all rowdy again! They really showing their favoritism for Jobber! I wonder if there's any relation there?
TONY ROSS: I don't know, but I do think there's a striking resemblance between Mojo and Jake here. (starting to laugh.....)
JAKE SHADES: You could only wish you looked as good as me and Mojo!
PAUL KRAMER: And the second opponent.... hailing from Champaign IL, weighing 265 pounds.....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's a former FWF Frontier Champion.... He's RICKY KABE!!
(Fans receive Kabe much the same way they did Jobber, Kabe however is much more animated as he flips the fans off as he strides toward the ring......)
JAKE SHADES: YEAH!! THERE'S THE MAN!
TONY ROSS: No doubting his abilities, but you look to be his only fan...
JAKE SHADES: I'm all the fan he needs!
PAUL KRAMER: And the final opponent.... from Montreal Quebec, weighing 245 pounds.....
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PAUL KRAMER: He's a former TWO TIME FWF FRONTIER CHAMPION.... He's JEAN RABESQUE!!!
(Fans explode with thunderous cheers as Rabesque steps on to the ramp and races down the ring.... a very determined look on his face! He slides underneath the bottom rope and immediately attacks Jobber and Kabe.....)
TONY ROSS: And this match is officially underway! Rabesque wasting absolutely NO time as he slugs first Jobber then Kabe!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Rabesque seems like a man possessed! He seems to be angry at the world Tony! He blames Malec and LeBron for losing the Frontier Title, he's obviously upset about his locker room being trashed.... and he's taking all that pent up fury out on Kabe and Jobber!
JAKE SHADES: That French Fry is ALWAYS whining about something! Though it doesn't surprise me that he claims Malec and LeBron screwed him......
TONY ROSS: Jobber ties up Rabesque, allowing Kabe to attack him from behind with an overhead double ax blow to the back of the neck! Rabesque drops to one knee! Jobber and Kabe immediately take advantage and proceed to give Rabesque a beat down!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah! Turn that French Fry into mashed potatoes!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Rabesque is down on the mat.... Jobber continues to kick on him... Kabe starts laying the boots to Rabesque also! Now Kabe and Jobber pull Rabesque to his feet and send him to the ropes.... Rabesque bounces off the ropes.... FLYING DOUBLE LARIOT TAKES BOTH KABE AND JOBBER DOWN! Listen to the fans roar Tony!
TONY ROSS: Kabe back up on his feet.... Rabesque clocks him with a European uppercut! Jobber dropkicks Rabesque into the corner! Rabesque leaps onto the second rope..... leaps off... CROSS BODY BLOCK CATCHES JOBBER! JOBBER TURNS IT INTO A POWERSLAM! HE COVERS! 1...2... KICK OUT BY RABESQUE! Leg drop by Kabe keeps Rabesque down!
JAKE SHADES: Which is right where he belongs!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: RUNNING SHOULDER BLOCK BY JOBBER SENDS KABE FLYING TO THE MAT! Jobber turns on Rabesque ..... SEATED DROP KICK TO RABESQUE'S FACE! Kabe rushes in.... ARM DRAG TAKEDOWN BY JOBBER!! JOBBER'S STARTING TO TAKE CONTROL HERE!
TONY ROSS: Kabe right back to his feet..... Jobber charges.... BACK BODY DROP BY KABE! JOBBER LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF RABESQUE! KABE DIVES ON TOP OF JOBBER PINNING RABESQUE UNDERNEATH THEM BOTH! STU FIELDS WITH THE COUNT! 1.... 2.... Rabesque with a foot on the rope breaks the count and saves himself from being eliminated! Jobber and Kabe immediately start double teaming Rabesque again!
JAKE SHADES: That ref shoulda counted Rabesque out! I didn't see any foot on any rope!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Kabe and Jobber lift Rabesque up.... GUILLOTINE DROP ON THE ROPE!! RABESQUE FALLS TO THE MAT CLUTCHING HIS THROAT! Jobber holds down Rabesques' legs while Kabe climbs to the top rope.... LEG DROP OFF THE TOP ROPE FINDS ITS MARK ACROSS RABESQUE'S NECK! Jobber signaling to Kabe to hold Rabesque down for him now.... Kabe holds Rabesque down.... Jobber goes up.... and KABE RUSHES OVER .... KABES GOT JOBBER CAUGHT ON THE TOP ROPE..... KABE SENDS JOBBER FLYING TOWARD RABESQUE!! RABESQUE LIFTS HIS KNEES GUTTING JOBBER AS HE COMES DOWN!
TONY ROSS: There is absolutely NO strategy going on here! It's simply 3 guys trying to kill each other! Almost as if the Frontier Title is secondary to their vengeance!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Those strange looking fans in wacky costumes with the BYU Brigade shirts are starting to get beligerant again, especially when Jobber gets attacked! Look! THEY JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE AND ARE TAUNTING KABE AND RABESQUE! One of them, a puggy kid in a straw hat and flannal jumps up to the ring apron and breaks a banjo over the skull of Kabe! And another kid in a white vinyl body suit and makeup just blew a handfull of whitedust in Rabesque's face! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE!?
TONY ROSS: Look at the expression on Jobber's face, even HE looks surprised at what's going on! They're all cheering like mad for Jobber! Referee Stu Fields looks at Jobber..... AND HE'S DISQUALIFYING JOBBER! JOBBER CAN'T BELIEVE IT! He's trying to plead his case but Stu Fields doesn't want to hear it! JOBBER'S INCENSED! AND HE JUST NAILED STU FIELDS!!
JAKE SHADES: HE HAD IT COMING! WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS DQing JOBBER! HE SHOULD BE DQing RABESQUE!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: He's the ref you idiot!
TONY ROSS: And here comes security! They round up those wacked out fans and escort them out of the arena! Look at them! Are they pouting? YES THEY ARE! THEY'RE ACTUALLY POUTING! Jobber, still can't believe what just happened, leaves the ring in disgust, slamming a chair against the railing as he storms off!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: It almost looks as if Jobber was set up Tony? Either that or someone's planned just backfired BIG TIME!
JAKE SHADES: DUH!! YOU THINK?! (very sarcastically.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Back in the ring... Rabesque, wipes away at the white dust from his eyes.... he seems to have gotten most of it now and goes to check on the ref..... Kabe gets up ..... he comes up behind Rabesque..... BULLDOGS RABESQUE TO THE MAT! A SERIES OF KICKS TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! He looks to the ref who's still out... UH OH! KABE GOES OUTSIDE THE RING.... HE'S BRINGING IN CHAIR! HE SETS IT UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
JAKE SHADES: OH YEAH! NOW IT'S GONNA REALLY GET INTERESTING!
TONY ALVAREZ: Kabe drags Rabesque by the hair over to the corner.... a few more kicks to the midsection just for good measure before he props Rabesque up on the top turnbuckle! He goes up top... GOOD LORD! KABE'S GONNA SUPERPLEX RABESQUE ONTO THE CHAIR!
JAKE SHADES: DO IT!! DO IT! DO IIIIITTT!!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: SOMEONE JUST CAME RUNNING DOWN THE AISLE AND DOVE INTO THE RING! IT'S JOBBER! JOBBER'S BACK! HE COMES UP BEHIND THE UNSUSPECTING KABE...... JOBBER SPLITS THE UPRIGHTS! KABE's "PRIVATE" UPRIGHTS THAT IS... KABE SLUMPS ON RABESQUE AND THEY BOTH NEARLY FALL OVER! JOBBER HOOKS KABE'S ARMS .....
JAKE SHADES: NO!! NOOOOOOO!!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: CRUCIFIXION ONTO THE CHAIR! KABE IS OUT!! Jobber stands over Kabe..... he's yelling at Kabe.... HE SLAPS KABE ACROSS THE FACE! NOW HE DRAGS RABESQUE UNCEREMONIOUSLY OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND DROPS HIM ON TOP OF KABE!
TONY ROSS: The refs starting to come around.... Jobber quickly slides out of the ring! Jobber and Kabe had a VICIOUS BITTER battle on the last BattleGround that led to the Frontier Title being held up...... But I never expected it to get this outta hand!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: I suppose if HE can't get it, he doesn't want Kabe to get it! The ref finally sees the cover.... he rushes to make the count.... 1.... 2.... KABE GETS AN ARM UP!!
TONY ROSS: NOT IN TIME THOUGH!! That's it! RABESQUE HAS DONE IT! HE'S RECAPTURED THE FRONTIER TITLE IN CONTROVERSIAL FASHION!
JAKE SHADES: CONTROVERSIAL? Why don't you just say what you REALLY mean... RABESQUE CHEATED AND GOT A TAINTED VICTORY!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What are you talking about? Rabesque had nothing to do with that interference?!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah, and neither did Jobber with those FRUIT CAKE FANS yet HE got DQ'ed! Explain that one!
(a moment of silence passes......)
TONY ROSS: I don't agree that Rabesque cheated to get that win, however, Jake DOES have a valid point, I don't think Jobber had anything to do with what those crazed out fans did earlier!
JAKE SHADES: YEAH! JOBBER GOT JOBBED! And we ALL know WHO'S behind it.... MALEC AND LEBRON!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: You have no proof of...... (interrupted...)
(Suddenly Wicks comes down to the ring with a ball bat in hand and climbs the apron..... taunting Jean......)
TONY ROSS: Oh boy, here comes trouble..... Jean gets in Wicks' face.... LOOK OUT! Minions creeping up behind Rabesque..... he's got a crowbar in his hand.... OH!! HE JUST STRUCK JEAN IN THE PRIVATES WITH THAT! Rabesque hunches over in pain .... Wicks swings the bat and narrowly misses Rabesque who still has the presence of mind to roll away! Rabesque rolls out of the ring and slowly backs away from them and heads to the locker room.....
JAKE SHADES: Damn! Why don't they chase him down and finish him off?
TONY ROSS: Somehow I'm sure they plan on doing just that.... in their own time.... We're going to take a brief break now, but when we return, it'll be time for the MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!
(Cameras fade out Minion and Wicks in center ring as the fans pelt them with debris.....)
(Fade back to: somewhere backstage where we see Nevada Smith in his trashed lockerroom to get changed. He's cursing under his breath about the New Breed, and goes into his severly bent locker to get out his referee uniform. Instead he finds that all of his clothes, including the uniform, have been dyed pink... Obviously the work of the New Breed. Smith slams the already bent locker door and storms off, enraged.......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Oh man, the New Breed are REALLY getting under Nevada's skin!
TONY ROSS: They're playing mind games with Nevada, I just wonder how far they plan on taking all of this! Well would you look at this..... looks who's in attendance in the front row to watch this match?!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: That's the CAT PACK! Looks like they've taken a SPECIAL interest in this match.... seeing how they want those tag belts back!
JAKE SHADES: With good reason..... they're the RIGHTFUL owners of those straps!
TONY ROSS: Well, I'm sure they're here to offer their own brand of psyche games. I see Paul Kramer is in the ring so lets send the action to him so we can get this Main Event underway!
(Cameras fade to Paul Kramer......)
PAUL KRAMER: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT'S TIME FOR OUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING! OUR SPECIAL REFERREE FOR THIS EVENING'S MAIN EVEN IS NONE OTHER THAN THE FWF NATIONAL CHAMPION..... NEVADA SMITH!!
(Crowd pops wildly as Nevada Smith explodes down the aisle way in regular street clothes and heads toward the ring.......)
JAKE SHADES: Hey! How come he's not dressed like a zebra?
TONY ROSS: (giving Shades a "give me a break, type of look...) Come off it Jake.... you saw what the New Breed did to his referee outfit!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, someone's rushing toward the ring.... whoever it is he's very well dressed.... WAIT! That's the New Breed's lawyer, Jay Johnstone the III! He's going straight into the ring and right up to Nevada Smith!
JAY JOHNSTONE III: Now hold on just a moment, Mr. Smith. I have here (pulls a piece of paper out of his jacket) a legal document, signed by Mr. LeBron and Mr. Malec, stating that if you referee this match unfairly, and that includes unnecessarily physically assaulting my team! Then the match will be STOPPED, you will be FINED, ESCORTED OUT OF THE BUILDING, and a new referee will be appointed. In other words, you take revenge on my boys, and not only will you be a good deal poorer, but I will SUE you for anything you have left! So do your job and call this match DOWN THE MIDDLE!
(Jay Johnstone smiles smugly and turns to leave... only Nevada Smith reaches out and grabs him by the scruff of his collar! He lifts him up in the air and tosses him on his duff! Johnstone, with a look of shock on his face scrambles clear of Nevada and runs out of the ring!)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Well, apparently that paper didn't say a thing about assaulting Jay Johnstone himself.... it'll be interesting to see how Nevada reacts toward this demand!
PAUL KRAMER: First, the challengers..... weighing in at a combined weight of 473 pounds.....
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PAUL KRAMER: They are GOLEM AND FORMER FRONTIER CHAMPION, ABEL WICKS!!!
(Fans immediately start booing loudly as the man-monster known as Golem and Abel Wicks make their way down the aisle and enter the ring. They are accompanied by that mysterious masked man who's been with Wicks lately. Wicks sends the masked man away and he turns and leaves the arena. Then both Wicks and Golem go right up to Nevada Smith and begin to glare at him, Nevada holds his ground and simply glares back.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Oh my, Nevada is getting it from both sides, he not only has to contend with the New Breed, but he also has Golem. Golem and he had a SPECTACULAR battle last BattleGround and there is definitely no love lost there!
PAUL KRAMER: And their opponents..... weighing a combined 426 pounds...
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PAUL KRAMER: They are the CURRENT NATIONAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.... They are DARREN MCMILLAN AND "ICEMAN" KEVIN KEARNS.... THE TEAM OF NEW BREED!!
(Fans react much like they did for Golem and Wicks as McMillan and Kearns appear at the entrance ramp and begin to make their way down.... suddenly, from behind them appears.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: LOOK! COMING UP BEHIND THE NEW BREED! IT'S MASSACRE, RAMMSTEIN AND THEIR TWO COMPANIONS!
(Massacre and company immediately attack the New Breed with chairshots to the back.... they immediately follow it up with a few baseball bat shots to the belly and then proceed to drag them down the aisle and toss them both into the ring before disappearing through the fan section......)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Look at Nevada.... he's smiling!
TONY ROSS: Are you surprised, after all that the New Breed have done to him tonight I'm sure he sees this as fitting justice! Wicks and Golem immediately take advantage! Wicks has McMillan on the mat, choking him with a boot to the throat while Golem hurls Kearns hard into the corner!
JAKE SHADES: I hope Wicks chokes the life outta that (BLEEP) McMillan!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Nevada's just staring at the carnage going on.... he's taking pleasure in watching the New Breed take a beat down... Nevada finally walks over to Golem and orders him back to his corner! Golem shoves him and Nevada shoves back! Golem takes a step toward Nevada, but thinks twice about, he doubtless doesn't want to blow this title shot and walks back to his corner..... Nevada pulls Kearns roughly to his feet and shoves him back to HIS corner!
TONY ROSS: Nevada took control pretty quickly in there! Nevada goes over to Wicks and orders him to release the chokehold.... Wicks grudgingly obliges.... and applies an inverted surfboard! McMillan lets out a yell as Wicks applies the pressure! Wicks finally releases it.... pulls McMillan up ..... SMALL PACKAGE BY MCMILLAN.... 1.... 2.... KICKOUT BY WICKS!
JAKE SHADES: NEVADA'S COUNTING TOO DAMN SLOW!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Every referee's cadence is different Jake....
JAKE SHADES: SHUT UP! WHO ASKED YOU!?
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Wicks to his feet... charges McMillan... SPINNING HEEL KICK TAKES WICKS DOWN! Wicks back up.... HEAD SCISSORS TAKE DOWN!! McMillan is gaining control of the match now.... sends Wicks to the ropes.... MISSES WITH A FLYING BODY TACKLE!! Wicks off the opposite ropes..... MONKEY FLIP BY MCMILLAN SENDS WICKS CRASHING INTO A KEARNS BOOT!! McMillan tags in Kearns.... AND HE SHOVES NEVADA ASIDE AS HE STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES!!
TONY ROSS: McMillan is pushing the envelope here.... now he's taunting Nevada! Nevada glares at him and gets back to the action at hand....
JAKE SHADES: What's wrong with these (BLEEP) refs! Don't take that crap from him! CLOBBER HIM!
TONY ROSS: Kearns moves in.... SPINEBUSTER SENDS WICKS HOPPING TO HIS CORNER!! Kearns races after Wicks.... too late! Wicks tags in Golem! Golem steps through the ropes and is immediately met by a Kearns knee lift to the face! Golem falls back against the ropes.... STUN GUN BY KEARNS SENDS GOLEM OVER THE TOP ROPE!
JAKE SHADES: GET UP GOLEM!!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Golem climbs back up to the ring apron.... Kearns rushes in with a shoulder block..... GOLEM LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND ROLLS UP KEARNS!! 1.... 2.... KICKOUT BY KEARNS! Kearns to his feet... Golem scoops him up... FALL-AWAY SLAM! Kearns landed awkwardly on his hip... he looks like he may be hurt!
TONY ROSS: MAY BE HURT!? Hell they started the match ALREADY hurt when Massacre and company ambushed them!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah! Too bad they didn't finish the job!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Golem smelling blood goes for the kill... Golem pulls him up.... setting him up for a suplex... he's got him up..... KEARNS KICKS HIS WAY BACK DOWN! SNAP SUPLEX BY KEARNS! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! Kearns reaches for the tag but he's MUCH too far away! Wicks rushes in.... McMillan points and yells at Nevada! Nevada sees Wicks and cuts him off! McMillan rushes in and drags Kearns closer to his corner!
JAKE SHADES: HEY! THAT'S CHEATING! WAKE UP NEVADA!
TONY ROSS: Nevada turns just as McMillan steps back through the ropes.... he looks at Kearns who reaches out to make the tag.... NEVADA JUST GRABBED KEARNS BY THE LEGS AND DRAGS HIM BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! MCMILLAN IS GOING BALLISTIC!
JAKE SHADES: GOOD CALL REF!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: McMillan tried to slip one by Nevada but he'll have none of it! Golem drags Kearns to HIS corner now and both Wicks and he start working on him! And here comes McMillan! Golem alerts Nevada.... Nevada blocks McMillan and order him to get back to his corner! McMillan is all in Nevada's face now! Nevada is just smiling as he stands his ground.... McMillan reluctantly marches back to his corner....
TONY ROSS: Golem with a Jawbreaker drops Kearns to his knees! He tags in Wicks now.... Wicks scoops Kearns up..... RUNNING POWER BOMB! He covers Kearns.... 1....2.... MCMILLAN WITH A TOP ROPE HEAD DROP MAKES THE SAVE! Nevada orders him back to his corner! This time McMillan does so without any argument!
JAKE SHADES: Hey! If you're going to call the match.... call it right... it's NOT a powerbomb... it's a WICKBOMB!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: (ignoring Jake.....) That's because he's trying to get Kearns outta trouble and he knows that won't happen so long as he stands there arguing with Nevada! Wicks pulls Kearns to his feet and send him flying to the ropes..... MISSLE HEADBUTT BY KEARNS! WICKS IS DOWN! KEARNS IS DOWN!! Kearns.... reaches out to make the tag.... almost there... THE TAG IS MADE! McMillan leaps to the top rope... SOMERSAULT LEG DROP SENDS WICKS SPRAWLING TO THE MAT!
TONY ROSS: Someone just ran up to the apron.... that's that masked man that was with Wicks earlier! HE JUST COLD COCKED NEVADA! NEVADA'S DOWN! GOLEM JUST PULLED KEARNS DOWN AND BODY SLAMS HIM ON THE PAVEMENT!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Golem just snuck up behind McMillan and traps him in full nelson! He's holding him for Wicks! The masked man just tossed something to Wicks... IT'S A PAIR OF BRASS KNUCKLES!! Golem is herding McMillan closer .... Wicks puts on the knucks.... cocks his arm back... and fires! MCMILLAN SLIDES FREE AT THE LAST SECOND! WICKS JUST BRASS KNUCKED GOLEM! GOLEM GOES DOWN!
JAKE SHADES: DAMMIT!
TONY ROSS: Wicks is in shock! McMillan with a spinning leg lariot! WICKS FALLS TO THE MAT! THE KNUCKS FLY OFF HIS HAND!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Nevada has gotten up... and HE looks pissed! He sees Golem on sprawled out and Kearns just getting to his feet outside the ring..... He storms over to McMillan and swings him around! HE'S BLAMING MCMILLAN FOR COLD COCKING HIM!! They're both arguing..... Wicks is up.... HE ROLLS UP MCMILLAN! NEVADA DROPS FOR THE COUNT! 1... 2... KICKOUT BY MCMILLAN... AND BARELY!
JAKE SHADES: C'MON NEVADA! YOU'RE COUNTING TOO DAMN SLOW!!!
TONY ROSS: Wicks is up.... McMillan ducks a wild roundhouse right.... ATOMIC DROP BY MCMILLAN! McMillan quickly tags in Kearns! Kearns moves in behind Wicks, McMillan to the top rope.... he flies off..... MISSLE DROP KICK RIGHT INTO WICK'S FACE!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Wicks stumbles backwards into Kearns.... DEEP FREEZE SLEEPER BY KEARNS! GOLEM'S UP! HE RUSHES IN AND BREAKS IT UP! NOW MCMILLAN RUSHES IN AND ATTACKS GOLEM! Wicks is still dazed.... he turns and sees Kearns on his knees.... Wicks with a few clubbing forearms to his back.... he pulls Kearns up... he's gonna pile drive him! NO! KEARNS BLOCKS IT!! He arches his back, lifting Wicks up...... SIDE WALK SLAM! He hooks the leg and covers.... Nevada with the count.... 1... 2.... 3!! THAT'S IT! THE NEW BREED HAVE RETAINED THEIR TITLES! Kearns and McMillan immediately drop outside of the ring to celebrate!
TONY ROSS: And Golem just attacked Nevada from behind! Nevada tries to fight back but Wicks joins in and they beat him to the mat!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony... Look at the New Breed! They're pointing and laughing at what's happening at Nevada....
JAKE SHADES: Yeah... well they laughed TOO soon 'cause look who's come a knockin'! HERE COMES MASSACRE AND RAMMSTEIN! THEY'RE ATTACKING MCMILLAN AND KEARNS AGAIN!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Massacre's attacking but I don't see his two mysterious companions around this time!?
TONY ROSS: We got total mayhem here! A 2 on 2 on the outside and a 2 on 1 in the ring! Wait!! The fans are starting to cheer.... someone's coming.... IT'S RABESQUE!!
JAKE SHADES: OH BROTHER! WHO INVITED THAT IDIOT! HE SHOULD JUST MIND HIS OWN BUSINESS!
TONY ROSS: That IS his business! He wants revenge for what this groups partners did to him earlier! Rabesques dives in! He spins Wicks around and starts trading blows with him!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Meanwhile on the outside, it's getting petty ugly out there! Massacre just whacked Kearns across the back with a chair and McMillan is having his problems with Rammstein!
JAKE SHADES: GOOD! I HOPE THEY GET KILLED!
TONY ROSS: The way this is going that just may happen! Rabesque is putting up a valiant fight but Golem and Wicks are just TOO much for him. They got Rabesque up.... OH NO!! They're going to double DDT him! Nevada's back up!! And he dives on top of Golem and Wicks and all four men go sprawling to the mat! And here comes Minion and Draven! Oh no! Minion with a running DDT on Rabesque! And Draven and Golem are double teaming Nevada! Nevada and Rabesque are down! All four of them laying in kicks and punches!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony... I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! I'm told there's some commotion going on backstage! We have to cut briefly over there!
(Cameras cut to the concessions area where we see both of Massacres mysterious companions beating on a bruised Black Sage! One of them has a pipe and he puts it to use on Black Sage's injured knee! Cut back to the broad cast booth....)
TONY ROSS: Well Vic, you were wondering WHERE Massacre's buddies were and now you know! This was a well laid out plan by Massacre! Meanwhile we still got a 4 on 2 in the ring and a 2 on 2 on the outside! Massacre has completely laid out the New Breed! And Massacre's calling for a mic!
JOE MASSACRE: Who's running the show now?! ...... Not these fallen corporate punks...... and certainly NOT you Malec....... The Militia is running the show. Believe me, there WILL be more of us when the time comes. See you at the pay-per-view Malec when you come and collect your money!
(Massacre and Rammstein are suddenly joined by Number One Fan who begins dropping black roses on both Kearns and McMillan..... Then Number One Fan hands Rammstein a can of spray paint and starts spraying an "M" on both of them..... after that, they depart up the aisle and disappear....)
TONY ROSS: It's absolute bedlam here tonight! Kearns and McMillan have just been brutalized BEFORE and AFTER defending their titles and Rabesque and Smith are being pummeled by Wicks, Golem, Minion and Draven in the ring!
(Suddenly.... the arena lights go out..... a Black Light shines on the curtain.... and Stone Wolf comes down slowly.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: IT'S STONE WOLF! But why isn't he rushing down!?
JAKE SHADES: 'Cause he's a coward! He's hoping they'll leave BEFORE he gets to the ring!
TONY ROSS: That's ridiculous.... as usual! He's obviously still wary of WHO his allies really are!
(Stone Wolf quickens the pace a bit, but not by much and enters the ring..... he's immediately met by Minion who he sidesteps and kicks in the shin!)
JAKE SHADES: C'MON MINION! DON'T LET HIM DO THAT TO YOU!
TONY ROSS: Stone Wolf ducks a Draven lariot and baseball slides into Golem and Minion! They go down like bowling pins! Nevada and Rabesque are back on their feet and they attack Minion and Draven! Nevada tackles Minion to the ground and starts choking him! Draven and Rabesque are slugging it out in the corner! Wolf going for a suplex on Wicks but is met with Golem double ax hammer across the back! Wicks rushes over and helps Minion! Draven is pounding on Rabesque!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Just when the tide was turning, Wicks and company come right back! Stoney, Nevada and Rabesque are putting up a good fight but the odds are just stacked against them!
(CUE UP: Unforgiven by Metallica.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony! Can it be? Do you know who's music that is?
(Suddenly the fans ROAR THUNDEROUSLY as Billy Matthews runs down the aisle and dives into the ring!)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: IT IS!! BILLY MATTHEWS IS BACK! MATTHEWS IS BACK AND IT COULDN'T HAVE COME AT A BETTER TIME!
TONY ROSS: Matthews pulls Wicks off of Nevada and tosses him over the top rope! Matthews helps Rabesque fight off Draven! Nevada goes to Stone Wolf and together they fight off Minion and Golem!
VICTOR ALVAREZ: MATTHEWS HAS FINALLY TURNED THE TIDE! HE STANDS TRIUMPHANTLY IN THE RING WITH NEVADA, RABESQUE AND STONEWOLF!! WICKS AND COMPANY ARE OUTSIDE THE RING NOW TRYING TO REGROUP! LOOK! WICKS MASKED BUDDY HAS JUST REJOINED HIM! IT LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE ABOUT TO MOUNT ANOTHER ATTACK!
JAKE SHADES: GOOD! 'Cause the job is FAR from finished!
TONY ROSS: WAIT A MINUTE! The spot light has just come on in the aisle.... LOOK! IT'S FWF CO-OWNER SCOTT MALEC!
(Scott Malec makes his way to the ring, a VERY determined look on his face! He steps around Kearns and McMillan who are being tended to by EMTs and climbs into the ring and joins Rabesque, Stone Wolf, Nevada Smith and Billy Matthews. He grabs a mic, and stares at the carnage....)
SCOTT MALEC: (staring at Wicks......) Ok Wicks, you made the challenge and I'm going to accept it! A Wargames match, at Total Conquest 2000, between you and your team, Minion, Ashe Draven, and Golem vs. National Champion Nevada Smith, Jean Rabesque, Stone Wolf and another partner of Rabesque's choosing! Rabesque, you got two possible positions to fill that 4th spot, Matthews here or Alister Hayze! Which one will it be?
(Rabesque pauses and is in deep thought. He stares at Matthews, who doesn't look at all eager to join the team. Matthews nods at Rabesque and leaves the ring muttering something. Rabesque confers with Nevada as Stone Wolf looks on from the corner. Nevada appears to be agitated....)
JEAN RABESQUE: The fourth member of our team will be BILLY MATTHEWS!!
(The crowd erupts and Malec takes the mic back)
SCOTT MALEC: Well, its now official, Wargames will be held at the coming Pay-Per-View! And Wicks, if by some poor chance that you do win against this assembly of all-stars, you will be allowed to enter the executive of your choice into the FWF, and he can assume the same amount of control that Joe LeBron and myself have!" (Crowd seems to be stunned) "Yes, I'm that confident! So come Total Conquest 2000, let the games begin!!
(The crowd turns their attention to something else, as Alister Hayze has appeared from behind the curtain and standing halfway down the aisle, stares a hole through Jean Rabesque in the ring.... after a few moments of glaring at Rabesque, he shakes his head in disgust walks back to the locker room.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: OH MAN! DID YOU SEE THE LOOK HAYZE GAVE RABESQUE!? Hayze has GOT to be feeling betrayed right now! And I gotta tell you, not taking anything away from Matthews, but I'm kinda shocked that Rabesque would choose HIM over HAYZE!
TONY ROSS: It didn't look like it was an easy choice for him to make Victor..... and only the upcoming PPV will tell whether or not he'll regret the decision.
VICTOR ALVAREZ: Yeah, and he may not be the only one regretting decisions. Malec has just accepted Wicks challenge and come Total Conquest 2000, should Wicks' team be victorious, LeBron and Malec may just very well be sharing their power with Wicks!
JAKE SHADES: Yeah! Then this (BLEEP) place can FINALLY be run CORRECT!
TONY ROSS: Wait, this isn't quite over yet.... Wicks has something to say....
WICKS: Well..... why wait until then? Let's do it now! The IKON demands it....Right now.....Come on....someone with some balls come out here....and face the IKON!
(Suddenly someone hops over the guard rail and rushes toward Wicks and tackles him! He throws him aside and goes after Wicks' masked buddy.....)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT IS!? THAT'S MICHAEL MANSON!! MICHAEL MANSON'S HERE IN THE FWF!!
(Security finally arrives on the scene to break up the melee just as the two groups attack each other again!)
VICTOR ALVAREZ: What a crazy night it was here tonight!
JAKE SHADES: It's far from over... FOR YOU!
(Suddenly Jake Shades lunges past Tony Ross and dives on a surprised Victor Alvarez! They roll around on the floor punching at each other!)
TONY ROSS: Fans, that's all the time we have! Don't miss our upcoming PPV, TOTAL CONQUEST 2000! This is Tony Ross signing off....
(Tony drops the mic and joins in with security as they try to break up Shades and Alvarez. Fade out on total chaos at the Pittsburgh Civic Arena... FADE OUT as credits roll.......)