[The scene opens in Matt Rison's office as he is reading a memo from the IEW board meeting. He puts the memo down on his desk and begins rubbing his face with his right hand as the camera pans around to show a woman, perfectly curved in every way and wearing as little as she can get away with. Matt Rison eventually looks up from his desk, trying his best to make eye contact.]
Matt: So let me get this straight miss...?
Woman: Valiant. Pussy Valiant.
Matt: You aren't by any chance "Passionate" Pussy Valiant are you?
Pussy: Yes I am, and I have been appointed by the board to be your advisor.
Matt: Yes, I read that in the memo. But why do they insist on giving me an advisor? Don't they think I'm handling things pretty well on my own?
Pussy: Well, Mr. Rison, the board believes that you're handling matters possibly a little too well.
[Matt Rison puts his right hand back on the desk from where he had snuck it out of sight.]
Matt: I see. So if I'm doing such a good job then why have they sent you to work with me?
Pussy: Mr. Rison, the answer is very simple.
[Pussy Valiant walks around to Rison's side of the desk and sits down baring her solid silky thighs only inches from his face which is constantly turning redder.]
Pussy: The IEW board wants you to listen to the fans and give them what they want.
Matt: And that would be...?
Pussy: Tonight... *begins touching Rison* to rescue a woman who is in great perile and can not continue living without her man making a decision in her favor.
[Matt Rison jumps up out of his seat.]
Matt: WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU SUGGESTING?!?
[Pussy just laughs at him as she replies.]
Pussy: Not quite the same as you are.
[Matt Rison looks down, gets an uncomfortable look on his face and then sits down back in his chair.]
Matt: So what exactly do you have in mind?
Pussy: Well, its no secret that Leigh Beido has been kidnapped by Boca Del Inferno and someone needs to get her back.
[Matt Rison's face shows a look of concern.]
Pussy: Since you're her prince in shining armor *looks down* complete with a strong jousting stick, it only seems right for you to go and rescue her.
Matt: You're right!! I shall go take care of that right now.
[Matt Rison gets up but Pussy Valiant pushed him back down into his chair. He looks up at her in shock.]
Pussy: You have a show to run. Besides, I have just the man for the job. JESSE!!
[Leigh Beido looks over her shoulder as Jesse Raen enters Matt Rison's office.]
Pussy: Jesse, Matt Rison needs you to find Leigh Beido for him. Do you think you can do that?
Jesse: Just point me in the right direction.
Matt: Just look for Boca Del Inferno. She won't be much further away.
[Jesse Raen doesn't reply he just walks right out of the office and out of sight. Matt Rison looks up at Leigh Beido.]
Matt: Do you honestly think that kid is going to get it done? As soon as we said Boca Del Inferno he was off to the races. That kid doesn't have anything in him but cowardness.
Pussy: Well, there is one OTHER person I could call.
Matt: Then go ahead and pull out your little fluffy cell phone and get talking, because the sooner someone gets here that not an all out airhead the better this evening.
[Pussy Valiant then slides off of Rison's desk and goes over to her purse sitting on the floor beside the door. Instead of kneeling down she just altogether bends over standing with her legs spread apart as she takes her time digging for her phone. The camera angle changes to show the front of her before she gets as low as she can go, while still digging in her purse. Showing her cleavage off in the top right corner of the screen, the camera shot goes through her legs to see Rison's face in total fascination and amazement to whatever it is he might be seeing. The scene then fades to inside the arena in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam as pyros shoot off from the entrance ramp and the cameras pan through the crowd finding songs that roughly translate into "Boca Can Suckem", "Directors Are Perfectors", and "Jess - Send Dragon Packin"-(in front of a picture of China). The scene then goes to the announcer's table to get the show kicked off.]
JR: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. We have an exciting crowd here tonight and I'm sure they just can't wait to see tonight's action get underway.
B: You can say that again. I can hear guns being shot in the air outside the arena as we speak!!
*A figure wearing a long black cloak wanders through the hallways of the Ho Chi Minh City arena. The face can not be seen, as they walk toward a dressing room, and slipping inside.*
JR: Who in the hell is that?
B: I don't know! But it looks like they're up to no good!
Jimmy Rollings: Our next match is between two guys who aren’t shy to say they don’t like each other.
Brutus: Both men are likely going to beat each other senseless here tonight.
The Mic: Coming down the aisle standing at 6'2” and weighting 245 ibs, Shane Jenkins!
("Still Frame" By Trapt Echo's across the arena, as a roar from the crowd comes, muffling the sound of the music. Shane Jenkins walks out from the back, carrying a bottle of "Lipton Extra Sweet No Lemon Tea" as part of his promotional deal with them. Jenkins makes his way down ringside, where he takes a drink, and sets to glass bottle on the fan barrier, before climbing up the steps and sliding between the 2nd and 3rd rope and into the ring. Once inside the ring, Jenkins stretches on the ropes as the fans continue roaring)
Brutus: I think this contest could go either way.
Jimmy Rollings: Well Redd Dogg does have the Inner Circle on his side, there’s reason for caution.
The Mic: And now his opponent from the Bronx, New York, standing at 6’3 and weighing 245 ibs, representing the Inner Circle, Redd Dogg!
(The stereo starts to play the opening beats of Nas "One Mic". Redd Dogg walks confidently onto the ramp and stands on the top stage. He does a slight Crip walk dance, point somewhere in the audience, then he walk to the ring. He jumps up on the turnbuckle and points somewhere in the crowd. Then he hops down and prepares for the match)
Jimmy Rollings: This should be a good match; both men are equal in size, and strength.
(With the bell sounding both men lock into a grapple. Almost instantly Redd Dogg takes Shane over with an arm drag. But before Redd Dogg can follow up Shane flips him over with his own arm drag. Redd stands, and both men stare each other out before locking up again, this time Shane gaining the upper hand. He backs out of the grapple, and Redd Dogg swings a punch at him. Shane ducks and locks his arms round Dogg’s waist and hauls him up high with a German suplex. On landing Shane hooks both of Redd Dogg’s legs and rolls him up in a small package style pin.)
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Brutus: Damn! Look at Redd Dogg, he knew that one millisecond later and he was done for.
(Both men now stand toe to toe, and Shane is the first to attack by clothes lining Dogg to the mat. He reaches down to pull Redd Dogg off the canvas but Redd Dogg rises, and slaps Shane in the chest, and standing level executes a European uppercut. Shane recoils from the blow and Redd Dogg takes this chance to lift up Shane in a side slam, before driving him into his knee with a pendulum back breaker. Pulling Shane up again, Redd Dogg gives him a tour of the ring by means of multiple belly to belly suplexes. Redd executes a final belly to belly, but Shane locks his legs round the waist of Redd Dogg, and hooks his head. Redd Dogg finds himself rolling forward into another roll up pin!)
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(Redd Dogg kicks out, but Shane holds him on the ground with a head lock. Keeping Redd on the ground, Shane positions him self so that he can land a knee in the small of Redd’s back. Redd Dogg takes the blow and continues to hold on. Redd Dogg begins to rise, pulling Shane up with him. Shane slips off of Redd Dogg’s back and nails a bulldog headlock. Releasing the hold, Shane leaves Redd Dogg, and takes to the turnbuckle, where he leaps off and drives his elbow right into the back of Redd Dogg. Shane pulls Redd Dogg to his feet, and sets up and executes a vertical suplex. Redd Dogg, on his back now tries to lift his head, but Shane kicks him before he can. Redd Dogg rises, only to be met with a boot from Shane, who hooks Redd Dogg’s head and kindly introduces his face to the mat with a violent DDT. Redd Dogg bounces up from the force and Shane tries to follow through with an arm bar but Redd Dogg reverses it, and stands Shane up to follow the move into the Ghetto Blaster!, He flips Shane round and tries for the pin.)
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Brutus: That was close! Redd Dogg and Shane Jenkins have battled back and forth here tonight!
(Shane and Redd Dogg now find themselves in a fist fight. Shane delivers a punch to Redd Dogg that takes him to his knees. Shane locks in another headlock this time, and Redd struggles to no avail. With an eye rake Shane releases Redd. Shane stomps on Redd Dogg’s back and reaches down to pull him up. However Redd Dogg is ready for him, and he flips Shane round into a snap mare and holds him there in an arm bar. With the hold locked in tightly the referee stoops to ask Shane if he gives in. Shane refuses and breaks out of the hold, giving the shocked Redd Dogg a clothesline to go home with. Shane bounces off the ropes and runs right past the rising Redd Dogg, only to turn as he reaches the opposite ring ropes and nails a flying cross body block!)
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Jimmy Rollings: What a show by Shane Jenkins!
(Shane rises from the pin, fully charged and on a role, and he waits for Redd Dogg to get to his feet. Redd Dogg rises and Shane thrusts forward and nails the ReDirection! Almost sending Redd Dogg’s jaw into outer space)
Brutus: He’s done it! That’s the end right there! Wait a minute…
Jimmy Rollings: It’s Michelle….
(Shane kneels down to make the cover but the referee is distracted as Michelle has leapt on the apron, seemingly irate. Shane turns to alert the referee but finds himself facing Jason Twisted who floors him with a vicious clothesline.)
Brutus: What the hell?
(Redd Dogg slides over to Shane’s fallen body and covers him as Michelle leaves the apron.)
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The Mic: The winner of this match Redd Dogg!
Brutus: You were right Jimmy; I don’t think Shane was cautious, he didn’t look out for the Inner Circle.
(Now Downfall has joined his comrades, and they proceed to attack the downed Jenkins. Redd Dogg lifts Shane high in the Last Temptation. After dropping him he pulls him up so that Jason Twisted can execute his Twisted Rage! And if that wasn’t enough both Jason and Redd Dogg throw Jenkins to the ropes only to bounce back into Downfall’s beast kick. Jenkins crumbles to the floor, and is locked in The Dark Backward. After what seems like ages Downfall releases him and throws Jenkins out to the floor of the arena. Downfall finds a microphone and begins to address the booing crowd.)
Downfall: Shut up! (Crowd boos', chants Downfall sucks) SHUT UP!! Now look. I've had enough. Everywhere we go, people are saying...
(Crowd chants Downfall sucks)
Downfall: Shut up!! They say we're a disgrace to our country, America... to our adopted country, Canada... a disgrace to the world at large.
(Crowd pops a little)
Downfall: They say we're pathetic cause we can't even win a match against those fascist sons of bitches the WMD.
Twisted takes the mic.
Twisted: Well they're wrong. Now's the time to step our game up a little. To take things to the really extreme.
Downfall: You people think what we did last week was messed up? Check this out.
Redd Dogg pulls out a piece of parchment.
Downfall: This is a copy of the US Constitution.
Twisted: That's right. Here's our Declaration of Independence, Dubya... f*ck you, FCC! F*ck you, George Bush! F*ck you America!
Downfall pulls out a lighter, sets fire to the Constitution.
Jimmy Rollings: Well of all the things they could have done here tonight! Will you look at that, how low will this group go to prove a point? That’s sick guys, really shocking, right in the face of every American.
Brutus: Actually it was in the face of every Vietnamise. You can still see how much they wish they brought their raincoats.
Jimmy Rollings: They’ve pissed on and charred American glory.
Brutus: Well in all respect had they done it the other way out they would have put the fire out.
[The lights cut to absoulute dark for a few seconds before coming back on.]
Jimmy: What the hell was that?
Brutus: Just a power outage I think. Guess they don't have enough people here riding the generator bikes in the boiler room.
[The scene then goes to the parking lot where a limo pulls up. The back door is opened and out steps Magnum with the World Title. He tips the driver and then begins to walk towards the arena's rear entrance. The scene then switches back to the announcer's table.]
JR: The champion has arrived.
B: I wonder what all he has to say.
JR: We'll have to wait till later tonight to know anything for sure.
B: Thats great!!! That means we can get on to our next match. And this next match is a case of a guy being stupid brave. Rage is gonna get his ass whipped tonight. There’s no way he’s got what it takes to beat the Outpatients.
JR: I would have to agree with you, Brother Brutii, but obviously the former Extreme champion disagrees with you. Elsewise, why take the match?
B: Stupidity. Anyway, here’s the Mic.
Mic: This match is a scheduled handicapped match. Your referee is Pops. Entering the ring at this time, the former Extreme champion, this is Rage!
"Desire To Fire" by Machine Head begins to play smoke risses from the vents underneath the ramp. Suddenly a large set of pyro goes off and Rage runs through the fire and settled smoke. He runs down to the ring and enters.
JR: He looks ready to go.
B: Ready to go to the hospital.
Mic: Now his opponents, from Baltimore, Maryland, these men are the Outpatients!
“I am Hated” by Slipknot plays as the Outpatients make their way into the ring, accompanied by their manager, “Southside Strangler” Steve Carey.
JR: Look at the three of them surround Rage outside the ring. He’s in for a world of hurt.
B: I agree with you, JR, he’s gonna get hurt. These guys are crazy, and in the worst way. That’s why I like them. Hey what’s going on at the curtain?
(The arena lights go out and several green strobe lights kick in around the arena as “Cochise” by Audio Slave begins to play. There is just the strobe lights beating in unison, while the opening guitar and drum beat just play. As the heavy bass and guitar chord kick in a neon green light shines out from the wrestlers’ entrance. As the heavy chord continues, the silhouette of Jaye Doyle steps out into the beam. Doyle is dressed to wrestle with his Dogmen leather jacket and SunDog sunglasses on as well. He just stands there while up on the jumbotron, Jaye Doyle quotes flashup. “Most Technically Proficient Wrestler of All Time”, “Embodiment of Technical Perfection”, “If Ya Wanna Run With The Big Dog, Ya Can’t Piss Like A Pup”… Then, as the chord switches again, a huge yellow fireball explodes at the wrestlers’ entrance. Right after the fireball, highlights of Jaye Doyle’s career begin to show up on the jumbotron as the lights come back on. Doyle just stands there, glistening with sweat as he looks menacingly down at the right. Chris Cornell begins to sing. As he begins, Jaye begins to make his way down to the ring.)
Well I've been watching
While you've been coughing
I've been drinking life
While you've been nauseous
And so I drink to health
While you kill yourself
And I've got just one thing
That I can offer
(Doyle is strutting down to the ring, slapping the outstretched hands of all his fans. He stops, points down at the ring, and does a cutthroat sign.)
Go on and save yourself
And take it out on me
Go on and save yourself
And take it out on me, yeah
(Doyle removes his leather jacket and lets it drops to the floor. He then takes off his sunglasses and tosses them into the crowd. Doyle slides into the ring and flashes another glare at The Outpatients before climbing a turnbuckle. He points up at the roof, then signifies that a belt should be around his waist.)
Well I'm not a martyr
I'm not a prophet
And I won't preach to you
But here's a caution
You better understand
That I won't hold your hand
But if it helps you mend
Then I won't stop it…
(Doyle limbers himself up and stretches out a bit as the song fades out.)
JR: Oh, my god! It’s the Big Dog! Jay Doyle is here! And he’s headed to the ring!
Doyle pops into the ring, stares at Rage, and walks to Rage’s corner, and stands there in the tag position.
B: Is this gonna stand? This was signed as a handicap match!
JR: Looks like Pops is gonna approve!
B: Pops is senile. When God said let there be light, Pops hit the switch.
Rage glares more at Doyle and then Manson hits the ring. Rage cuts him off with a huge clothesline. Manson rises only to get another. Rage snatches him up for a capture suplex.
JR: Amazing work by Rage! What power!
Manson staggers up, only to have Rage set for a German suplex. Manson elbows his way out, and staggers to the corner to tag Pyromaniac.
B: Hot stuff, coming through!
Pyro comes in punching like a madman on Rage, who is forced to a neutral corner. Pyro takes Pops aside, and Manson runs over, and hits a boot choke from the outside. Pops turns and catches him, and runs him off. Pyro then turns back to the big man and drives him to the floor. He then hits a big splash to Rage’s back. Pyro flips him over and covers him for a pin.
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Pyro gets up and puts the boots to Rage! He drops a knee on Rage’s gut and goes for another pin!
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Pyro drags Rage to the corner, and tags Manson, while Carey directs traffic. Manson hits a German release suplex. He follows that up with a press slam. Cover!
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JR: Rage kicks out! He’s got to tag Doyle!
B: He doesn’t trust the Big Dog! And I wouldn’t either. Who knows why he’s here!
JR: He’s a legendary competitor, and he’s looking for the best competition, and it’s here in the IEW!
Mason goes for a piledriver, but Rage backdrops him over for a reverse. Rage signals for the elbow, runs to the ropes, and hits the elbow, but receives the blind tag from Doyle.
JR: Here’s the Big Dog!
Doyle runs in fists afire! He slugs Manson, Pyro, runs to side of the ring and pops Carey.
B: Rage is incensed! He didn’t want the tag from the Big Dog!
Doyle takes Manson for a belly-to-belly. He follows that up with the Rings of Saturn. Pyro breaks up the submission with a boot to the back. Manson thumbs Doyle in the eye. He tries to set up a powerbomb, but Doyle takes him down with a double leg dive and sets up a sharpshooter. Pyro runs in, but Doyle releases the hold before he can do anything.
Doyle then hits an enziguri on Manson, who falls near Rage’s corner. Doyle follows with a over the top legdrop, and this time he gets the blind tag from Rage!
JR: Well, it’s tit for tat for tag with Rage and the Big Dog!
B: It’s all gonna end in a beatdown, I just know it!
Pyro starts into the ring, but Doyle takes him and Carey out with a Cactus clothesline.
Rage signals for the end, kicks Manson in the gut and goes for the continuous powerbomb into the insider edge!
JR: Xtremity Maker! It’s over!
B: Damn!
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Mic: Your winners, Rage and Big Dog Jay Doyle!
Doyle rolls back into the ring and extends his hand to Rage. Rage looks at Doyle, and looks to the crowd, who are yelling for him to shake his hand. Rage then drops Doyle with a right hand! He then jumps on top of him and starts whaling away on his erstwhile partner.
JR: What’s he doing? Doyle was helping him!
B: He didn’t ask for any help!
[The lights cut to dark again and this time fire explodes from the entranceway highlighting the titantron with the words EVIL RETURNS...TONIGHT!!!]
B: Evil returns tonight?! What could it possibly mean?
JR: I don't know. Perhaps its simply a mind game.
B: A mind game? In Vietnam? Everybody knows that in Vietnam a mine is a terrible thing to waste. Why do you think they're still digging them up in their spare time?
JR: Well which ever the case may be, its time for us to get the next match-up out of the way.
[Pops makes his way to the ring as the arena goes dark as a light fog floods the ring and entrance ramp. Then "For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins with the tolling bells. Just as the music starts silver and green strobes begin to flash all over the ring followed by an explosion and great puff of smoke in the center of the ring.]
The Mic: The opening contest is scheduled for one fall in 8 man tag competition. Introducing first, the challenger weighing in at 254 pounds... LUCIUS BONEDRAGON!!!
[As the smoke clears, standing there holding a wand is Lucius Bonedragon. He slides his wand into his robes before removing it and folding it and laying it in his corner.]
JR: That has got to be the most unique entrance the IEW has to offer. And the most interesting thing is I'm right here at the ring and have absolutely no idea where Lucius or the smoke is coming from.
B: And all this time I thought it was you airing out your panties.
[The lights dim to black when on the tron an image of the work Millennium is shown written in many different styles. "Some People Hate" by Jay-Z begins to play over the PA when you can hear Morris Foxx's murmur the words.]
The Mic: And his partner from Harlem, New York and weighing in at 240 pounds... MORRIS FOXX!!!
"Oh! This must be the way the 'Pac felt when he made
Me Against the World, All Eyez on Me
People got me feelin like "all eyes on me", "me against the world"
Mmm, y'all got me on at the top of my game
Thought people would appreciate what I did to this game
Being that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood
Come from the same hood you come from
We share basically the same stories
Thought people would appreciate what I came and did
since ninety-six, every year
Somethin must be seriously wrong with the world
I know y'all ain't hatin"
[Morris Foxx comes out to the reaction to the crowd. As he comes out Trinity comes behind him. Foxx just stands there and scans the crowd until Trinity makes her way down the isle. As Trinity begins to walk, Foxx comes behind her and poses in the middle of the isle as pyros blast off at the top of the ramp. Foxx makes it down to the ring apron and climbs up, he lets Trinity in and enters after her. Foxx gets in the ring, goes to the closest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd.]
JR: Look at him. This is his first appearance since the disbanding of Havoc and hes still jeering the fans.
B: Yeah, he could use a few lessons on how to make friends, not lose them.
[The lights go out in the arena completely,For Whom The Bell Tolls kicks off,one the video screen a picture of a tall individual standing in front of a white light is shown.It appears gritty as if filmed on 8mm.]
The Mic: And their partner from Bergen, Norway weighing in at 365 pounds... GULGAMEK!!!
[As the chorus kicks in,one bright white light shines out from the entranceway,the only light on in the entire arena,mist rises from both sides of the walkway.Out slowly walks Gulgameck,stopping just as he enters the arena.From the white light behind him all u can see is the outlined form of a massive man.He slowly makes his way to the ring.When he reaches ringside he stops for a moment,reaches up with one hand grabbing the top rope to pull himself up.Swinging one leg over the top he enters the ring.]
JR: I feel bad for the guys on the other side of the ring from this man.
B: I know what you mean. He's been on the rampage for weeks now over his suspension and this is his first official match back. He's definately going to tear into someone before the night is over.
["Headstrong" by Trapt plays.]
The Mic: And their partner from Atco, New Jersey weighing in at 250 pounds... DREAM MAN!!!
[Dream Man parts the curtain and walks out onto the entrance ramp showing off his body and mouthing to the crowd as he makes his way to the ring. As he gets closer he looks and points at both Morris Foxx and Gulgamek and sharing some words.]
JR: With the relationship Dream Man has with Morris Foxx and Gulgamek it wouldn't surprise me if he becomes the straw that breaks the camel's back.
B: I see it differently JR. I think Dream Man is going to be their secret link to success in this match. He is after all the only member of this team with any major tag team accomplishments.
[Sudden Darkness falls upon the crowd, a haunting grey blue light begins to filter from below the ring and from overhead. An energetic crowd begins to cheer in anticipation, sensing a build up... A large airburst rips through the air as "King of the Closet" by Blindside kicks in hard and fast...]
The Mic: And their opponent from Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada weighing in at 358 pounds... STEVE "DRIZ" DRISDELLE!!!
[Two ultra violet spots cut through the smoke that comes from below the stage and focuses on the stage enterance... the Video screen projects the familiar Driz Logo as the crowd erupts. Several pyros set off as Driz walks unto the stage. The video then begins to show images of Driz in action as he begins to move towards the ring with intensity... as Driz jumps up to the ring apron and then over the top rope as the house lights go up.]
JR: And here is one of two men I feel should be our top Intercontinental Contenders.
B: What?! After the way he went out in that match? I think he's lucky enough to be included on the second half of the Asia tour, much less wrestling here tonight.
[The arena lights flicker and a solemn atmosphere is created as 'The song of the Volga Boatmen' plays slowly, volume increasing as upon the titantron images are shown. The images seem to be in black and white, like old movie footage, and the film has been placed erratically like someone has tried to fit the film together in a hurry.]
The Mic: And his partner from Kirkcaldy, Scotland and weighing in at 130 pounds... E.G. MACKIE!!!
[The images consist of cost lines and beaches, and then all is changed when a single eye appears and stares forward. The eye is all that is seen on the screen, but within the pupil there spins an hypnotic symbol. A black `M spins counter clockwise within a silver circle spinning clockwise, with an almost alluring effect. But it does not stay long as the eye closes and from there E.G Mackie walks out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring. As he walks the images change to phrases, that look like they have been scratched into the film. Phrases such as 'Kill the ego' and 'Don't wake him up' and of course 'Euan is Good' E.G Mackie walks slowly down to the ring and he looks around at the crowd, and upon entering the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and surveys the crowd, with a quick personal celebration, in which he raises both arms with his hands outstretched.]
JR: And here he is, arguably the smallest man in professional wrestling to have made such a huge impact.
B: You're not kidding about that. Being only 130 pounds you can't help but realize that against almost everyone on the roster he is handicapped by his size.
JR: But yet hes still managed to win and hold the Intercontinental title for a considerable amount of time.
B: Hes definately a champion in my book.
["Lets Go To War" by the Murderdolls hits the speakers as the lights go out and green light begins flashing in the ring.]
The Mic: And their partner from Surrey, England weighing in at 283 pounds... NITRUS!!!
[Nitrus walks down slowly to the ring walking around the ring once before sliding under the bottom rope and green pyros shoot off from each turnbuckle and up the ramp.]
JR: Nitrus is still one largely underated talent.
B: I agree, because if it wasn't for DarkDragon taking everything out of him in his first match at Red Square Revenge he would've almost been a shoe-in to have won the TV Title.
JR: Do you think he'll get his first true shot at the TV title soon?
B: Well I'm not the champion and I'm certainly not Matt Rison, but I don't see anything keeping him from becoming a future champion in the IEW.
["Hunger" by Kick Axe starts up... and the pyro goes off (Goldberg's pyro).]
The Mic: And their partner from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada weighing in at 245 pounds... THUNDER CAT!!!
[When the first verse starts up, the Thunder Cat explodes onto the ramp (like Mysterio). Walks down to the ring and jumps from floor to apron. Enters the ring and stands in the corner facing across the ring.]
B: I know you said earlier that Driz deserved to be the #1 contender to the Intercontinental Title, but this guy was cheated every way you look at it.
JR: Doctor Love called all the shots that night.
B: From what we saw last week I think he still does. Now lets find out who is calling the shots tonight as we get this first match underway.
***DING***DING***DING***
[The bell rings and Gulgamek hits Mackie with a big boot sending him down to the mat. Mackie gets back onto his feet and runs back into the ropes. Gulgamek follows and hits him with a clothesline sending him over the top rope. Gulgamek then runs to the farside ropes. Mackie begins to get back to his feet as Gulgamek jumps over the top rope with a flying clothesline that takes Mackie down again, but sends Gulgamek into the barricade back first. Both men are down for a small amount of time as they both begin to get back to their feet. Mackie hits a series of punches to Gulgamek's midsection, but Gulgamek just grabs Mackie and pushed him back against the side of the ring punishing Mackie's back. Gulgamek then picks Mackie up and hits a backbreaker across his knee. Gulgamek lifts Mackie up into the piledriver position as Lucius Bonedragon jumps off of the top turnbuckle, grabbing Mackie's feet on the way down to hit a perfect spike piledriver. Lucius begins punching Mackie as Gulgamek climbs into the ring. Lucius slides Mackie into the ring to Gulgamek, who then picks him up and slams him down with not just one powerbomb, but two.]
JR: Purification and the cover!!!
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: And Thunder Cat was there to break up the pin.
B: I hate to say it, but I think Mackie's team just dodged a bullet on the first pin of the match and its all thanks to Thunder Cat.
[Thunder Cat gets pushed back into his corner by Pops and goes through the ropes. While Pops has his back turned Mackie uppercuts Gulgamek in the groin and reachs out with the same hand tagging Thunder Cat into the match. Pops sees it plain as day and Thunder Cat enters the ring to a Gulgamek on one knee. Thunder Cat tries to pick Gulgamek up for a piledriver and can't and gets tossed over Gulgamek's back with a backdrop. Thunder Cat begins to get up using the ropes and as Gulgamek approaches him lands a dropkick to each of his knees. Thunder Cat then grabs Gulgamek like hes going to do a suplex but is unable to get him up. Gulgamek then reverses the suplex and the whole ring shakes as Thunder Cat lands flat on the mat before rolling out onto the apron in a neutral corner. Gulgamek makes gestures to the crowd as Thunder Cat slowly gets to his feet on the apron. Gulgamek turns around as Thunder Cat climbs up the turnbuckles on the outside, and before Gulgamek has a chance to get out of the way, Thunder Cat jumps off taking the giant down with a flying clothesline. Thunder Cat then goes to Gulgamek's legs and picks them up. He steps through with his leg and wraps Gulgamek's up and fights to turn Gulgamek over into a sharpshooter. Thunder Cat finally succeeds and Gulgamek appears to be writhing in pain.]
JR: AILUROPHOBIA by Thunder Cat!!! And he has it locked on tight.
B: I don't think Gulgamek is going to be able to get out of this one.
JR: Gulgamek is crawling towards his corner with Thunder Cat in tow.
B: Come on Thunder Cat!!! Keep him away from the ropes!!!
[Gulgamek crawls towards his team's corner and his fingers almost touch the ropes when Thunder Cat manages to finally pull Gulgamek away.]
JR: Its almost all over for Gulgamek.
[The pain on Gulgamek's face appears almost unbearable as Gulgamek begins to hold up his right hand, clearly contemplating submission. Dream Man gets down on the apron, reaching in to hold Gulgamek's hand up as Lucius Bonedragon enters the ring and clotheslines Thunder Cat from behind. Gulgamek then lunges forward to Morris Foxx's outstretched arm and makes the tag.]
JR: I have never seen such great teamwork before in a match like this.
B: Either have I. Someone must have given them a pep talk before they came out this evening.
[Morris Foxx takes advantage of Thunder Cat's being down and pulls his legs up into a Boston crab.]
JR: Morris Foxx is already giving Thunder Cat a taste of his own medicine.
B: Both of these guys are technical geniouses. I think its time we finally found out which is the slyer, the fox or the cat.
[Thunder Cat manages to grab the ropes and Pops pulls Foxx off of him. Foxx runs to the farside ropes as Thunder Cat rolls and slides over under his feet. Foxx comes off the ropes jumping over Thunder Cat and runs into the ropes again as Thunder Cat gets to his feet. Foxx returns and meets Thunder Cat in the face with a running spinkick. Thunder Cat falls to the mat and rolls onto one knee patting his lip which is now bleeding. Foxx comes up behind him and grabs him around the waist and then gives him a bridged German suplex.]
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: Thunder Cat managed to roll over to get his shoulder up.
B: That may be so, but he still isn't out of the hold that got them down in the first place.
[Morris Foxx reaches around Thunder Cat's head and drops him to the mat with a reverse ddt. Foxx then signals for the Foxx Driver and picks up Thunder Cat. He holds Thunder Cat in the inverted piledriver position before slamming his head into the canvas by falling to his knees. Foxx then puts his hands on Thunder Cat's chest for a pin.]
JR: That was Morris's tombstone variation he calls the Foxx Driver. Now hes going for the cover...
Pops: 1...
2...
3...
JR: NO!!! Thunder Cat got his shoulder up just in time to keep the match from going on Foxx's resume.
B: No kidding. That count was closer than a pregnant hooker at a comedy club.
JR: A pregnant hooker?
B: Well you've got to have something to laugh at when you go to the club.
[Morris Foxx lifts Thunder Cat back up to his feet and backs him up against the ropes near Thunder Cat's corner. As he does so Driz hits a blind tag as Foxx sends Thunder Cat to the far side ropes. While Foxx waits for Thunder Cat to come back, Driz picks Foxx up for a sidewalk slam, but before he can hit it Thunder Cat runs back into one of Foxx's feet face first. Thunder Cat falls out of the ring as Driz finally hits the sidewalk slam. Driz walks over to the ropes looking down at Thunder Cat realizing the mistake he made as Foxx grabs Driz's tights pulling him down backwards and pinning his shoulders to the mat.]
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: And Driz with a kickout.
B: Driz has got more important things to worry about than if Thunder Cat is angry at him right now.
[Driz rolls backwards before getting to his feet and facing Foxx again. They tie up. Driz pushes Foxx backwards before reaching around the back of his neck and bringing him to the mat with a snap suplex. Foxx grabs his back as Driz then lifts him up into the air with a Gorilla press before slamming him back to the mat again. Foxx is rolling around the ring in pain as Driz lifts him up by his head in a front facelock before ddt'ing Foxx's face to the canvas. Foxx gets back to his feet visibly dazed and staggering around. He staggers right back to Driz and into a devastating spine buster. Driz helps Foxx back to his feet as he applies an abdominal stretch.]
JR: Driz has done alot of work on Foxx's back. I don't see any way he's going to be able to hang in there without some help.
B: Same here. Driz is just too big and too powerful for Foxx at this time.
[Lucius Bonedragon enters the ring and the ref cuts him off. Pops just gets his back turned as Foxx starts tapping. Dream Man runs down the apron behind Pop's and climbs the neutral corner before jumping off with a flying forearm to Driz's releasing the hold and knocking him back into the ropes. As Driz comes back off the ropes Dream Man hits him with a Twist Of Fate and throws Foxx on top for the pin before sliding out of the ring. Lucius finally steps through the ropes pointing to the middle of the ring with the pin. Pops returns for the pin.]
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: Driz powers out with authority.
B: [Driz threw Foxx off of him and towards his corner. Foxx extends his hand upwards and tags in Lucius Bonedragon and rolls under the ropes as Lucius steps through. Lucius walks into the ring chanting something while punching Driz before finally kicking him in the gut stooping him over. Lucius then lifts Driz into the air before slamming him down with a powerbomb. Driz gets back to his feet slowly as Lucius begins climbing his team's turnbuckle, jumping off with a hurricanrana which Driz reverses into a powerbomb of his own. Both men are down as Lucius begins to move first. He gets to his feet and grabs Driz in a front facelock before giving him a ddt to the mat. Lucius lifts Driz up onto his shoulders and strains to hold him there until he spins his legs around and drops Driz's throat across his shoulder with a 3/4 rear jawbreaker.]
JR: Avada Kedavra!!! This match could be over.
Pops: 1...
2...
3!!!
JR: NO!!! Thunder Cat was there to pull Lucius out of the ring!!!
B: And look at them two go at it.
[Thunder Cat and Lucius Bonedragon trade out punch for punch. Thunder Cat eventually socks Lucius hard enough to send him off balance. Thunder Cat uses this moment to roll him into the ring. As he does so Driz tags out to Nitrus. Nitrus comes into the ring and Lucius is looking to dive over the top rope to the outside onto Thunder Cat as Nitrus sneaks up behind him and grabs him for a schoolboy. Lucius clutches the top rope and holds on as Nitrus keeps trying to pull him over. Thunder Cat gets onto the apron and delivers a vicious haymaker to Lucius's face forcing Lucius to release his hold on the ropes and be pulled on over by Nitrus for a pin.]
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: And Lucius with a kickout. That schoolboy wasn't enough to stop the evil wizard.
B: I've got to tell you though, for Lucius to take down Driz like he did earlier hes got to be a pretty bad man. And the way those wheels keep turning in that cranium of his I'd hate to see what he might be cooking in his witch's brew.
[Nitrus lifts Lucius up to his feet before taking him over with a snap suplex. Lucius gets back to his feet and Nitrus takes him down again with a belly to belly suplex. Lucius gets back to his feet a little slower and Nitrus hits him with a mean right uppercut knocking him back against the ropes. Lucius bounces back and Nitrus flips him over his back with a backdrop. Nitrus then heads to the top turnbuckle and jumps off hitting a perfect 450 splash.]
Pops: 1...
2...
JR: And Morris Foxx came in to break the count.
B: Pops is doing a really good job of keeping these talents from getting out of control in the ring.
[Nitrus grabs Lucius Bonedragon in a side headlock as he reaches out and tags E.G. Mackie into the match.]
JR: This is one hell of a match isn't it Brutis?
B: That it is! Wait! Who's that?
JR: That's that same figure that we saw sneaking around earlier!
*The figure stands at the back of the entrance way, and watches the match go on.The figure removes the hood, to reveal Necra underneath.*
B: My Goddess!
JR: I thought she was still out?!
*Necra runs down to the ring, and pulls out what look like two golden scepters, and sneaks up on Morris Foxx who is at the edge of the ring, she hits him in the back of the knees, and smiles, watching him sink to the mat. Necra laughs, as she looks up at Thunder Cat, and blows him a kiss before beening noticed by Foxx's Teammates. She laughs, and hops over the guard rail, and runs through the crowd only to disappear.*
B: Why did she have to leave?
JR: Wouldn't you, if you were spotted after committing a foul act?
B: She was just doing the right thing!
[Nitrus then runs towards the opponent's corner dragging Lucius with him still in the headlock. Nitrus jumps over the top rope knocking Dream Man off into the barricade as he drives Lucius's head into the turnbuckle. Nitrus falls outside of the ring as Lucius staggers backwards out of the corner allowing for Gulgamek to make a blind tag. Lucius falls backwards as Mackie comes in with a quick cover, but the ref doesn't count. Mackie gets up and looks at Pops as Gulgamek sneaks up behind him and begins to gutwrench slam Mackie repeatedly around the ring. While that is happening Nitrus begins to get onto his feet outside of the ring and Dream Man climbs his corner, jumping off hitting a blockbuster on the outside mats taking both of them out. Gulgamek eventually lets go of the gutwrenching and sends Mackie very hard into his own corner shoulder first. Mackie's shoulder bumps into Driz's midsection and Pops calls for a tag as Driz leans over the ropes. Gulgamek is clearly unhappy with the decision but lift Driz up in a military press from over the ropes. He then drops Driz down on the turnbuckle with a snake eyes. As Driz staggers out of the corner Gulgamek plants a foot into his gut bending him over. Gulgamek then lifts him into the air and powerbombs him twice, holding onto the second one for the pin.]
JR: The match has finally broken down!!!
B: Its about time. Seeing tame wrestling was starting to bore me.
JR: And there it is!!! THE PURIFICATION!!!
Pops: 1...
2...
3!!!
***DING***DING***DING***
JR: And just like that Gulgamek has come out victorious in this matchup.
B: Look at the ring JR. Gulgamek is literally the only person walking away from this.
[Driz is till out cold in the ring as the lights cut to dark. The titantron lights up with clips showing medical pictures of people in third world countries suffering. There are pictures of people lying dead after car wrecks. There are pictires of bodies lying in morgues then a scratchy horrible voice fills the arena begining with a sadistic laugh.]
Voice: So this is the incredible has been Steve Drisdelle. The man who was once a feared monster in the wrestling buisness. A man who was one of the fastest rising stars ever in wrestling. You were a man who WAS all of those things. Now you are nothing. Nothing but a sitting duck every week waiting for a piece of bread. You haven't even had a decent victory in God knows how long. You have been facing low life names for too long. I am here to change that. Nevermind who I am or where I came from. The only question that should be residing in your head is why? Well I am here on behalf of Satan himself. Thats right I said SATAN. The man misunderstood to be the prince of darkness most of the time. Make no mistake about it, he is the KING OF DARKNESS!!! You could be the prince Driz. You see I am the alledged hitman for Satan and I come to you on a mission. The war between Heaven and Hell is forever going and Hell is without a general. A man to lead Satan's army's through the depths of hell and straight into heaven like an antennna sent straight from below. He wants Steve Drisdelle to be that man. But not you, not some washed up mortal, who can't even wash his hands with his eyes closed. He wants the man who became an IEA champion faster than any in it's long history. He wants that man. So your basic options are to come with me in peace and accept your new fate or we can go another route. The one you do not want to take. I WILL MAKE YOU GO WITH ME!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!! You see Driz one way or another you will come with me.
[With that two very red darkened demented eyes highlight the titantron. The camera begins to pan backwards until the face becomes apparent showing the face of ... SICKO!!! Sicko laughs another cold chuckle into the camera's lens before the scene cuts and all the lights return to normal in the arena. Steve Drisdelle is standing in the ring with a bewildered and disturbed look upon his face.]
JR: I don't think Driz knows what to think of it.
B: I don't even know what to think of it.
JR: And just like that its time for our first title match of the evening.
B: Its time for Dave Jess to take back what is righfully his tonight, and that is the IEW Television Championship.
The Mic: Introducing first, weighing in at 185 pounds and standing at 5'8". He hails from Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada, he is DarkDragon!!!
("Feuer Frei" by Rammstien plays over the PA, when the music starts the video shows DarkDragon leaning against the wall with his eyes closed looking like he is somewhat meditating, then when the heavy music kicks in pyros and fire blows from the floor and the ceiling and the video shows him opening his eyes and quickly turning into a black dragon, then he rides out on his bmx. He parks his back next to the ring and climbs in, then raises his arms and sees more pyro and fire explode off the turnbuckle posts of the "Feur Frei" part of the song.)
The Mic: And his opponent, weighing in at 233 pounds and standing 6’. He is the IEW Television Champion, He is "Dangerous" Dave Jess!!!!
(DarkDragon gets in The Mic's face and points at the Television title around his waist then I Want to conquer the World by Irn Mullet blasts over the speakers and Dave struts out from behind the curtain with a cocky grin on his face. Dave walks over to one side of the stage and raises his arms in the air, much to the chagrin of the crowd. Dave then walks over to the other side of the stage and does the same thing. Dave struts down the ramp whilst taunting the fans. Once he gets to the ring Dave climbs up the steps and onto the apron. He calls for The Mic to come over, when he does Dave grabs him by the collar with one hand and points at the ropes with another, whilst shouting at him. Dave then throws him towards the ropes. After The Mic takes a few seconds to compose himself he gets up and hold the middle rope down for Dave to step through, which he does. Once in the ring Dave regains his cocky smile, he walks around the inside of the ring with his arms raised in the air to further antagonize the crowd.)
JR: This is going to be a great match as we have two top wrestlers looking to tear into each other over the Television title.
Brutus: Can't argue with that these two hate each other.
(DarkDragon and Dave Jess circle each other and finally lock up. Dave Jess gains the advantage and turns Dragon into an arm bar. Dragon with a grimace on his face pushes Jess towards the ropes and fights his way out of the arm bar and bounces off the ropes and comes back with flying-cross-body.)
JR: Nice counter there by DarkDragon.
Brutus: He ain't the Television champ for nothing.
JR: No, He ain't the Television champ at all.
(DarkDragon helps Jess up off the mat and then hits the Dragon's Rage sending him back to the mat. DarkDragon then heads to the top rope and comes flying off with the Dragon's Flight.)
Brutus: Dave Jess is hurt this is over already.
(DarkDragon is on his feet, he looks at Dave Jess and then slides outside the ring and begins rummaging under the ring.)
JR: What is DarkDragon doing he had this match won.
Brutus: I don't know but I'm sure he knows what he's doing.
(DarkDragon comes out from under the ring with a cooler which he opens. He quickly looks at the crowd and then into Dave Jess before taking out two bottles from the cooler and sliding back into the ring. Dragon then holds up the bottles so everyone can see they are Faygo.)
JR: Oh I see its all about making a buck forget about the match.
(Dragon opens up one bottle and enjoys a cold refreshing drink. Then he opens the other bottle and pours it over Dave Jess.)
Brutus: Isn't that nice of DarkDragon sharing some mid match refreshments with his opponent.
JR: Yeah that’s what it was all about sure.
(The cool drink revives Dave Jess and he rolls Dark Dragon up for a school-boy pin...
1....
2....
DarkDragon kicks out. And both men are back to their feet.)
Brutus: Dave Jess is back to his feet but he's all wet.
JR: Not to mention pissed off.
(Lucius Bonedragon walks out at the top of the ramp and just stands there. He looks down and watches the match continue as Dave Jess takes control of DarkDragon hitting a series of suplexs. He follows that up with a Huge Spinebuster. Jess rolls Dragon over and locks in Pulling the Strings.)
JR: Dave Jess is certainly in control now.
Brutus: I'm sure it won't last.
JR: Well DarkDragon is in real pain now as Dave Jess is pulling his strings.
(DarkDragon is squirming around in pain trying to throw Dave Jess off. Jess locks in the hold a little tighter. Dark Dragon looks like he's going to tap but finds a last bit of strength to head towards the ropes.)
Brutus: Look at the intensity DarkDragon is showing heading for the ropes.
JR: This match is living up to be everything we expected.
(DarkDragon makes his way to the ropes. The ref makes him break the hold. Dave Jess heads over to the opposite corner, where he crouches, waiting for his DarkDragon to get up. DarkDragon is nearly back to his feet Dave runs at them, as fast as his legs will carry him. As he nears DarkDragon Dave jumps, leading with his left foot. Dave lands his left foot on Dragon's chest and pushes himself up into the air. Once Dave is high enough he unleashes a furious kick right across DarkDragon's cheek and jaw, sending him crashing to the canvas.)
JR: Oh My God... The Unraveling!!!
1...
2...
3...
The Mic: Ladies and gentleman the winner and still Television Champion... "Dangerous" Dave Jess!!!
(Dave Jess grabs his belt and puts it on as Lucius runs down to the ring and slides in and attacks the champion. He delivers a kick to the gut and nails the Imperio. Lucius pulls out his wand and gives it a wave. A puff of smoke and a loud 'POP' is heard and Lucius is gone.
JR: Why did he just attack our Television Champion?
Brutus: Because he can, that's why. He is Lucius Bonedragon and he will do what he wants, when he wants.
JR: Nicely answered.
Brutus: What it's true.
JR: Whatever.
Voice: 1.... 2.... 3.... hit it
*White and red flashing lights go off as “Super Bad” by James Brown plays. Rizzo comes out from behind the curtain wearing a "I'm Huge In Japan" T-Shirt. Rizzo walks down to the ring and he climbs in he raises his arms as white and red sparks fly out of the ringposts. Rizzo gets a mic and he talks.*
Rizzo: Good evening Vietnam! I'm out here tonight because I've been getting bombarded with stupid questions from equally stupid people asking "Why didn't you destroy Magnum, like you did Slayer and Silencer?" I thought about it for a while, and then I figured it out. See, Slayer and Silencer, they were a couple of insolent bastards. They didn't know their place and they needed to be put back in line. Besides, they undertook actions that warranted an, ahem, appropriate response. However, Magnum isn't worthy of such an attack. In fact, it's fair to say that he is actually a victim of circumstance. I can't really blame the guy for being where he is because he was put there.
*Rizzo pauses and he speaks again.*
Rizzo: This is how I figure it. Magnum is the champ because I was forced out of the tournament by that backstabbing piece of shit Matt Rison. Magnum didn't ask to have a giant target painted on him. Magnum didn't ask for the hell that I have vowed to unleash on him. Since Magnum is a victim here, I thought that it'd be best if I let him wallow in the fact that he knows I ought to be champ. If I had hit him, I'd have just added insult to injury in my eyes....
( St. Anger starts up as the crowd stands up and cheers, Magnum comes out to the stage with the World Title over his shoulder. He has a mic in hand and signals for them to cut the music.)
Magnum: Excuse me Rizzo, I don't think I heard you correctly, I am a victim of circumstance, and I shouldn't be where I am today. Sorry but I worked to hard to win this title to just hand it over to you. Look, it is not my fault you got booted from the tournament, and even if you did, the outcome would be the same as all of our previous matches, with you flat on your back and me standing with the World Title. Now last week, you surprised me when you didn't hit me. See, I didn't expect you not to because it takes a human brain to do that but it seems you do have one after all. But see Rizzo, our last match, we never got to see a clear winner so this thing between me and you is far from over.
Rizzo: I find it funny you have such a spotty memory despite the fact I didn't break your face with my chair. See, every match we've been in that's fair and oddly matched, I've beaten you. The one victory you have over me wouldn't have come had Rison not helped you win. That even you must admit. As for RSR, you and I got cheated. Hell, the IEW got cheated because our match never ended. There was no closure. That's why I have an idea. A couple weeks ago, I proposed a way match of a brutal kind. However, seeing as certain parties have gone on to pursue other endeavors, I have an idea. Why don't we make the match in Japan a one on one Iron Man match between you and I. No special ref, no bullshit draws, 60 minutes, or overtime if it gets to it, and one clear winner. What say you?
Magnum: You want me in an Iron Man Match, Rizzo you wouldn’t be able to handle me for Sixty Minutes, you know what, since I am such a good guy and a defending Champion that I am, I am going to put my Title on the line against you in Japan in the Iron Man match and when it is all said and done, I will still be the IEW World Heavyweight Champion and you will finally be put in your place
Rizzo: You and me, Iron Man match. Boy, you're in for one long f****g night in Japan. See you then buddy.
JR: And there you have it, the main event has been set for the pay per view.
B: That is going to be a must see match up. Finally we'll get to see who truly deserves to be the real IEW World Heavyweight Champion. Now what do you say we get on to our next match?
JR: Lets do.
The Mic: The following match is a submission match and can only be won with one’s opponent tapping out! Introducing first, weighing in at three hundred and eighteen pounds... NIGHT HAWK!
(The lights dim, smoke fills the arena. The cry of a Hawk sounds and then "The Hell Song" by Sum 41 begins to sound. And Night Hawk comes running in to ring. He stands quietly in the middle and suddenly he makes a very weird call, and out of no where Kale comes flying into Night Hawks shoulder.)
The Mic: His opponent, being accompanied by William Riley, weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds... APOCALYPSE!
(Lights turn out within the arena, aisle lights up with flames going down the sides, pyros and smoke go off at the entrance "Bodies" by Drowning Pool hits the speakers, video screen comes on with pictures of destruction and murder are seen pictures of war, fire and death but his video ends with the earth spinning out of control, earth falling of its Axis and exploding..........his voice comes next laughing, He walks to the ring with a grin on his face, after some stretching he waits for his opponent.)
JR: I don’t know how this match will go, Brutus, both seem pretty focused and determined to make the other one submit!
B: I’d say Apocalypse wins this one. Without Kale, Nighthawk is nothing.
JR: Good point.
(Referee Balls Brukowski rings the bell and the match is underway. Nighthawk circles the ring, without a particular stance. Apoc tries to stay on the opposite side of NH, with a shoot fighting stance. The fans begin cheering for NH after a few seconds and NH thanks them for the reaction. Apoc takes advantage and runs full speed into NH. NH goes for the late clothesline but Apoc ducks it and grabs NH from behind. He pulls at NH’s legs, who falls down face first. Apoc quickly goes for the sleeper hold and Balls checks NH to see if he submits. NH then gets up with Apoc on his back and grabs him from his back into a military press. He presses Apoc five times before throwing him up, taking a step forward and making Apoc fall down. NH poses and the crowd cheers.)
JR: Nighthawk may not be the master of grappling, but he sure as hell knows how to defend himself!
(NH turns around to grab Apoc but Apoc is kneeled down and kicks the side of NH’s legs. NH falls down. Apoc doesn’t go for the submissions, he runs to the ropes instead. He comes back running and lands a running leg drop. Apoc tries to put NH in a half-Boston crab but NH refuses to let him do so by grabbing the ropes. Balls separates them and Apoc yells at Balls. Meanwhile, NH grabs Apoc from behind in a full nelson and nails him with a full nelson slam.)
B: Is it just me or Nighthawk doesn’t know any submission moves?
JR: Maybe, but he sure as hell knows how to destroy someone. Two moves and Apoc’s already growing weary!
(NH Kneels beside Apoc and begins punching him in the face several straight times. Apoc then raises hi legs and wraps them around NH’s rm. He grabs NH’s forearm with his arms and twists. NH screams in pain. Apoc doesn’t let go. Balls checks NH to see if he submits. NH refuses. He stands up, weighed down by Apoc. He raises his arm in an incredible show of strength and smashes it back down on the mat. Apoc, stunned, lets go.)
JR: You better say what you want, Nighthawk is one strong man!
B: I’ll give you that.
(NH tries to pull Apoc back up but Apoc grabs NH’s leg and locks an Ankle Lock!)
JR: You can see that pretty much all moves Apoc has done so far were submission moves, whereas Nighthawk did none of them!
(NH tries to turn around to counter but Apoc doesn’t let him do so. NH crawls for the rope but Apoc pulls him back in. Balls checks on NH. NH is near tapping but isn’t ready to do so. Hawk turns around and punches Apoc straight in the face. Apoc stumbles back and NH tries to get to his feet. Apoc runs straight at NH from behind and clips his leg. Apoc then goes for a Boston crab, which is this time locked. Balls checks once again on NH. NH suffers for a little bit but ends up grabbing the bottom rope. Apoc stands up and begins arguing with Balls on his reffing.)
JR: Apocalypse has no reason to be arguing with Brukowski who’s only doing his job!
(Suddenly, Hawk rams Apoc on the mat with a powerful clothesline. He bends down and locks Apocalypse in a Surfboard submission!)
JR: Wow! Seems like he does know some after all!
(Apoc screams in pain and cannot do anything against the powerful Nighthawk. Balls checks on Apoc who is nearly surrendering. But he doesn’t. Hawk applies mopre pressure. He whispers something to Apocalypse. Apocalypse swings his head in a negative response. NH screams “SUBMIT YOU SON OF A BITCH!”. Apocalypse negates again and gives a headbutt to behind, hitting Hawk square in the face. Hawk stands up, groggy.)
B: Good reaction by Apocalypse!
JR: Yes, quite frankly, I don’t think anything else would have saved him from submitting!
(Apocalypse almost jumps back to his feet and gives a few elbows to Nighthawk’s face. He then irish whips Nighthawk to the corner. Nighthawk reverses and Apoc slams in the corner. NH screams to the fans and runs straight at the corner with a Big Boot. Apocalypse ducks at the last minute. Apocalypse then starts kicking at Hawk’s injured leg.)
JR: Vicious attack by Apocalypse!
(Nighthawk finally falls down from his predicament. Apocalypse stomps at him a few times. Apocalypse then climbs the turnbuckle. Once atop, he gives a sadistic smile to the fans and signals for and Elbow Drop. However, Nighthawk gets up slowly, without Apocalypse noticing. He grabs Apoc by the throat. Apoc can’t do a single thing and Nighthawk begins climbing the turnbuckles. Both men are now standing on the third turnbuckle and NH is grabbing Apoc by the throat. NH raises Apoc high in the air, ready to chokeslam.)
JR: He’s ready! The wickedest chokeslam this promotion has ever seen!
B: But it’s a submission match!
(Then, as NH is about to come down, Apocalypse whistles very loudly. The cry of a hawk is heard in the arena and Kale comes flying down towards both men. His claws are shiny, almost as if they were replaced by razor blades. He claws at NH’s face, making an old forehead wound rip open. Blood is now flowing from NH’s face. Apocalypse reverses the chokeslam into a crippler crossface and both men come crashing down hard on the mat.)
JR: It was Kale! Kale attacked Nighthawk! It,s a DQ!
B: Come on! It’s a bird!
JRL: Yes, but it just cost Nighthawk the match!
(Apoc is still holding on the crossface and applies more and more pressure as blood continues flowing from Hawk’s forehead into his eyes and on the mat. Balls checks on Hawk who at first resists tapping up but ends up doing so. Balls signals the bell.)
DING DING DING!
The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner as a result of a submission: APOCALYPSE!
(Apocalypse stands in the ring painting his face with NightHawks blood, Nighthawk crawls grabbing the foot on Apocalypse and trying to hold himself up. Apocalypse kicks him back then taking a step back after calling into the air. Kale comes back down flying down with his new claw modifications (Razors) sticking NightHawk in his back causing him to drop down screaming in pain -Apocalypse grabs the mic: )
Apocalypse: NightHawk I told you that you didn't have the strength or skill to face me in this ring and never will. Even your loyal KALE, who I renamed Kruger, now perches on my arms and not yours. Let this be a message to all that cross my match this is the beginning of the Dark Ages in the IEW!!!
(He drops the mic as Kruger flies off.. Nighthawk tries to stand with his face heavily bleeding and holding his neck. Apocalypse hits him with the REDEMPTION before he exits.)
JR: That was unnecessary.
B: No, it was. Apocalypse needed to make a point! And he just did!
JR: Anyways...
(Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N Roses begins to play and a man walks out to the ring. He is wearing a black sports coat and a pair of blue jeans. He is carrying a walking stick, he makes his way to the ring and grabs a mic.]
B: Who the hell is this guy.
JR: I've got no idea but I think we're about to find out.
Man: Ladies and gentlemen please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Frank Taylor! (Slight pause for a reaction from the crowd which doesn't come.) Ok maybe some of you haven't heard of me but be sure my name will mean something to you all very soon. Infact my name already means something to a number of the guys in the back. You see a few years ago I ran a couple of very good wrestling federations. In fact you are about to see a match involving four wrestlers I made into stars. The Directors and Deth Squad used to work for me back in the day, and yes I built them into the stars they are today.
(Frank Taylor looks very happy with himself but the crowd still doesn't seem to care very much.)
FT: You see for years I have been running the most popular feds around but that got boring and I had nothing left to prove so now I have taken on a new challenge and that is taking a once great wrestler and making him the biggest wrestling star the world has ever seen and I beleive with my help that is just what my client will become, the biggest wrestling star in the world. So with out further ado allow me to introduce you all to my client, he is a former champion in many federations around the word, please welcome Jake "The Slasher" Lowe!
[LL Cool J sings "Don't call it a comeback... I've been here for years... And I'm still rocking my peers" Pyro goes off and Jake Lowe explodes from behind the curtain running back and forth across the entrance. He makes his way down to the ring while LL sings "I'm gonna knock you out... Momma said knock you out... I'm gonna knock you out" The crowd looks on in awe at his size and muscular build. Jake is now in the ring and is paceing around like a caged animal.]
FT: This ladies and gentlemen is Jake Lowe, and he is a very dangerous man, you will see just how dangerous he is in the next few weeks as Jake Lowe tears through the IEW roster on his way to becoming the biggest star in the wrestling world today. And remember Frank Taylor is the man who brought him here and told you this first.
(Frank throws the mic down on the mat and Jake posses for the the crowd one more time before the two of them make their way back to the back.)
Jimmy Rollins: Well here’s a rematch from Red Square Revenge. These two teams absolutely hate each other. Their feud has run very deep and for a long time. There’s no title on the line here tonight, only pride, and a shot at the Tag Team Champions, the Weapons of Mass Destruction next week.
Brutus: So basically, whichever team survives the impending war here tonight has the privilege of facing, arguably, the most dominate team the IEW has ever seen. Some reward.
Jimmy Rollins: They Weapons of Mass Destruction are menacing indeed, but we’re talking about two veteran tag teams here. Both The Directors and The Deth Squad are former IEW Champions themselves. Bottom line is, this is going to be one hell of a match!
The Mic: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… at a total combined weight of 430lbs… THE DIRECTORS!!!
(Crowd boos.)
(The entire place goes dark and the Large Screen turns on as an old fashioned countdown for old films appears. It counts down from 5......4......3......2.....1... DIRECTORS! The whole arena lights up with massive golden fireworks and pyros. Tommy and Johnny walk out with their red robes on. They Raise their arms in the air and receive massive boos as they still smile and laugh, along with Starrlet, who stands with her hands on her hips, which the crowd cheers for. Also the crowd boos for their manager Philippe Rougeau, with bullhorn in hand. Two men come out of the back and are carrying a bundled up red carpet. All four of them walk down the red carpet and the Directors, very cocky like, walk down and yell at the fans for trying to touch them. Rougeau slips in a few insults and Starrlet just teases the males in the crowd. Tommy and Johnny both wipe their feet on the ring. They both sit on the second rope to help Starrlet in the ring before they themselves enter and climb to the top rope of separate corners and do their single poses while Starrlet does a Terri Runnels rope lean over for each side of the ring. Meanwhile, Rougeau was getting two Director Chairs so that he and Starrlet can both sit down and watch the match.)
The Mic: And their opponents… at a total combined weight of 509lbs… THE DETH SQUAD!!!
(Crowd cheers.)
*The arena goes black, as "Kick Some Ass" by Stroke 9 begins to play*
"How many people wanna Kick Some Ass"
*As the opening riffs play a stream of fireworks shoot towards the entrance way and explode with a loud crash of guitars and drums. Razor and Deth step out from behind the curtain. They begin to make their way to the ring slapping hands with fans as they do. The screen shows shots of Deth and Razor's recent matches and them 'kicking some ass'. They enter the ring and stand in the center as the fans sing along with the chorus.*
"How many people wanna Kick Some Ass...I do I do"
*They raise their hands as more pyros shoot from the ring posts and then walk over to their corner and do some light stretching before turning their focus to the Directors with looks of intensity )
Brutus: Both teams look ready for this one. The Directors are calm, cool and collected. The fans here don’t know a good team when they see one, but what can you expect really. We’re in Vietnam.
Jimmy Rollins: Well the Deth Squad look as focused as I’ve ever seen them and ready to KICK SOME ASS!
Brutus: Oh please. No catch phrase is going to win a match for the Deth Squad here tonight.
Jimmy Rollins: Well, you’ll have a hard time convincing this capacity crowd that. Just listen to them.
Crowd: KICK SOME ASS! KICK SOME ASS!
(It looks like Razor and Johnny are getting set to start things off. Johnny and Razor go in for a lock up but Johnny ducks away and just laughs at Razor. They go in for a lock up again and again Johnny ducks away and laughs at Razor. Razor is looking irritated now and rushes Johnny. Johnny quickly leans out through the ropes and Pops is quick to force Razor back. Johnny is taunting Razor now and tags out to Tommy. Razor glares over at Johnny and Tommy is in quick with a knee to the midsection.)
Brutus: Great tactics thus far by the Directors. They’ve really shaken up the Deth Squad in the early going here.
(Tommy whips Razor into the Directors corner hard. Razor bounces off and rolls under a clothesline from Tommy. Tommy turns and gets a poke to the eye. Razor whips Tommy into the Deth Squad corner. Razor in quick with an avalanche but Tommy moves out of the way. Razor catches himself and quickly hops up onto the tope rope. Tommy turns right into a spinning flying forearm by Razor. Razor slides over quick for the cover;
1…
2…
and Tommy kicks out. Razor drags Tommy up by the hair and tags in Deth. Deth pins Tommy into the Deth Squad corner and hits an overhead punch to the top of Tommy’s head. Deth hits another and Tommy slumps a bit. Deth hits another and Tommy is just barely hanging onto the ropes. Deth hits a fourth and Tommy finally slumps down to the mat.)
Jimmy Rollins: So much for the mind games. The Deth Squad are in total control now as Deth is just battering Tommy in the Deth Squad corner.
Brutus: Yeah, with the help of a few stiff closed fists. Come on Pops, get in their and stop that.
Jimmy Rollins: Tommy certainly doesn’t find this very funny anymore, that’s for sure.
(Deth drags Tommy back up to his feet and hoists him over his shoulder. Running powerslam by Deth and he goes for a cover;
1…
2…
and Tommy kicks up again. Deth looks a little frustrated but stays on the attack. Deth back up to his feet now and he drags Tommy back up. Irish whip by Deth and Tommy is off the ropes. Back body drop by Deth but Tommy leap frogs it. Tommy goes for a spear but Deth just staggers back a few steps. Deth has Tommy and looks around at the crowd with an evil grin. DDT by Deth and he rolls over for a cover;
1…
2…
thr… and Tommy just barely kicks out. Deth whips Tommy into a neutral corner hard. Deth approaches Tommy and Johnny tries to get into the ring. Pops is quick to cut him off. Deth straddles Tommy but is greated with a low blow. Deth falls back off him and down to the mat and Johnny goes back to his corner.)
Jimmy Rollins: Damn those Directors and their dirty tactics!
Brutus: It ain’t cheating unless the referee sees it.
(Tommy regains his breath as Deth lays on the mat in obvious pain. Tommy drags Deth up and whips him off the ropes. Back body drop by Tommy and Deth lands flat on his back. Tommy stays on the attack and drags Deth back up. Northern lights suplex by Tommy and he bridges out for a pin;
1…
2… and Deth kicks out. Tommy drags Deth back up and hits a belly to belly suplex. Deth is good and winded now and Tommy drags up up and pushes him into the Directors’ corner. Tommy tags in Johnny then hits a back breaker drop. He holds him as Johnny heads up to the top rope. It’s Curtains as Johnny comes down with a leg drop across Deth’s throat. Tommy releases the hold and leaves the ring as Johnny rolls over for the cover. He hooks the leg;
1…
2…
thr… and Deth just barely kicks out.)
Jimmy Rollins: The Directors underhanded tactics have swayed yet another match in their favor. It’s about time they got their just desserts.
Brutus: Geesh Jimmy. You’re not still fired up about what Tommy did are you? Build a bridge and get over it man.
Jimmy Rollins: Why don’t you shut up Brutus! Those Directors are always cheating and I think it’s about damn time that something is done about it!
(Johnny can’t believe that Deth kicked out. Johnny drags Deth back up and whips him off the ropes. Ddeth comes off right into a spinning heel kick by Johnny. Deth is flat on his back but Johnny quickly drags him back up. Heart punch by Johnny and Deth drops instantly to his knees. Johnny applies the Tiger Claw and Deth immediately feels the pain. Deth begins to slump and go limp. Pops is over to check is hand;
it goes down once…
it goes down twice…
it goes down three times… NO!!! Deth quickly reaches his hand up and grabs Johnny by the throat. Johnny tries to squeeze the Tiger Claw harder but Deth just grimaces and struggles up to one foot. Deth struggles back to standing and really forces his choke hold. Johnny releases the Tiger Claw and grabs Deth’s arm. Deth just tosses Johnny into the Deth Squad corner.)
Jimmy Rollins: What power exhibited by Deth there to power out of the Tiger Claw with that choke toss.
Brutus: You’re all happy now that Deth is back on top. Give me a break!
(Deth tags in Razor, then hoists Johnny up for a huge back breaker drop. He orders Razor up top. Razor smiles and quickly climbs up to the top rope. It’s the Razor Blade as Razor comes off with a guillotine leg drop. Deth climbs out and Razor drags Johnny back up to his feet. Hard knife edge chop by Razor, then another, then another. Razor has Johnny backed up into the ropes. Razor whips Johnny into the opposite ropes. Johnny comes off and Razor hits a huge spinebuster. Razor drags Johnny back up to his feet. Quick snap suplex by Razor and he floats over for a pin;
1…
2…
thr… and Johnny just gets a shoulder up. Razor glares over at Pops as he drags Johnny back up to his feet. Razor off the ropes and Tommy pulls the top rope down. Razor tumbles over the rope and down to the floor but Pops doesn’t see it.)
Jimmy Rollins: There they go again. Just once I’d like to see all their cheating backfire.
Brutus: They’re just too good at what they do Jimmy. It won’t be long before they’re back on top fighting with the Weapons of Mass Destruction for the IEW Tag Team Titles.
(Deth is in quickly and takes Johnny down with a big shoulder block. Pops is over almost as quickly and separates the two. Tommy hops down off the ring apron and drags Razor up to his feet. He whips Razor into the steel steps. Tommy walks over and drags Razor back up. Vertical suplex into a fishermen’s suplex by Tommy. Tommy looks back at Pops who is still trying to separate Johnny and Deth. Tommy slides Razor back into the ring and hops up onto the apron again. Johnny leaves Deth and heads back to Razor. He stands Razor up and hits two stiff right jabs, followed by a left cross. He then crouches down and hits a huge right uppercut, sending Razor off his feet and back down to the mat. Johnny drags Razor back up to his feet and drags him into the Directors’ corner. Johnny tags in Tommy then turns and drops Razor with a kick to the temple.)
Jimmy Rollins: Another dirty, cheap trick by those damn Directors and the momentum has switched yet again.
Brutus: I’m telling you, it’s all part of the game Jimmy and if the Deth Squad aren’t smart enough to know that by now then they shouldn’t be here.
(Tommy drags Razor out into the middle of the ring. Single leg Boston Crab by Tommy. Razor pushes himself up, then does a forward roll. He grabs onto Tommy and pulls himself back up to one leg. Tommy now facing Razor, holding onto his leg. Enzigure kick by Razor and both men are down. Pops checks both men and begins to count them both out;
1…
2…
3… Razor and Tommy both begin to move.
4… Razor begins to crawl towards Deth. Tommy struggles to get to his feet.
5… Razor is still crawling towards Deth. Tommy is upright. Razor is almost at his corner. Tommy lunges at Razor and grabs a foot. Razor kicks Tommy square between the eyes and Tommy releases the hold. Razor lunges and tags in Deth.)
Jimmy Rollins: We’ll see how tough that Tommy Contour is now. Deth is in and he’s ready to KICK SOME ASS!
Brutus: Okay Jimmy, that’s enough of that now.
(Deth is in and Tommy is back up to his feet. Deth greets Tommy with a stiff right to the abs, then a left, then a right, then a left. Deth takes a step back, then levels Tommy with a clothesline. Deth rushes over to the Directors’ corner and knocks Johnny to the floor with a big boot. Tommy back up to his feet but he’s taken down quickly with the Deth Strike. Deth doesn’t go for the pin though. He drags Tommy back up and whips him hard into the corner. Deth in now and straddles Tommy. He closes up his fist and looks around at the crowd sadistically. He begins to pound away on Tommy and the crowd counts as he does; 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10… Deth steps away and just lets Tommy fall down, face first, on the mat. Deth off the ropes but Johnny trips him as he comes off. Again, Pops missed it.)
Jimmy Rollins: This is getting ridiculous. Come on Pops, get on the ball!
(Deth pops back up to his feet and begins to jaw with Johnny on the outside. Tommy regains his senses and spies Deth back on. Chop block by Tommy to the back of the knee and Deth goes down. Tommy is back up quick and stomps Deth’s knee twice. Tommy picks up Deth’s foot, then drives a falling elbow into his prone joint. Tommy spins around and quickly synchs in a figure four leg lock. Pops is down to see if Deth is ready to quit. While he’s down, Tommy grabs the bottom ropes for leverage. Deth isn’t ready and Pops checks Tommy who immediately lets go of the rope. The crowd and Razor are balling at Pops. Tommy denies the accusations. Pops checks Deth again and this time Tommy grabs the ropes with one hand and Johnny pulls on the other. The crowd and Razor are going mental and Pops is up to check. Tommy is too quick again but Pops notices the bottom rope moving. He begins to scold Tommy who still denies doing anything wrong.)
Jimmy Rollins: FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! THOSE DIRECTORS NEED TO BE TAUGHT A LESSON!
Brutus: More like the Deth Squad need to be taught… like how to do what you’ve got to do to win a match.
(Pops goes back to Deth who looks like he’s in quite a bit of pain now and Tommy reaches back and Johnny now has both hands and he’s pulling back for all he’s worth. Pops sees it this time and is up quick to kick their hands apart. He says he’s had enough and he calls for the bell.)
The Mic: The Winners of this bout, as a result of a disqualification… THE DETH SQUAD!!!
(Crowd cheers.)
Brutus: How dare he disqualify The Directors. Doesn’t he know that they are former IEW Tag Team Champions?
(Razor rushes the ring quickly as Tommy slides out. He helps Deth up to his feet. Razor has a few choice words for the Directors then helps Deth limp to the back. As Deth Squad leave the ring both Directors slide back into the ring. They have a word with each other then as Pops turns to leave, nail him with the Failed Audition. Pops drops solid on the mat and doesn’t move. Tommy and Johnny, however look quite pleased with themselves and leave the ring.)
Jimmy Rollins: Jesus! Get a medical team out here quick. Those sore losers, The Directors, just nailed Pops with the Failed Audition. He’s not moving. This could be serious.
Brutus: That’s what you get for messing with the Directors. He should’ve just called the match and not interfered with their game plan.
Jimmy Rollins: Come on Brutus. That man is as old as dirt. He just called it like he saw it. He certainly didn’t deserve this. I hope a lengthy suspension and hefty fine is in those damn Contours near future. For sure, Matt Rison won’t stand for this sort of abuse of his staff.
Brutus: I don't hear him complaining yet.
JR: Well fans, we're just moments away from tonight's main event where Bakuryu will face off once again against Boca Del Inferno for the IEW Extreme Title.
B: Blood, sweat, more blood, this match is going to have it all JR. I can't wait to get it underway.
The Mic: The following contest is a hardcore rules match and it is for the IEW Extreme Title. Coming to the ring first he is the challenger. He hails from Quebec, Canada and he weighs in at 210 pounds.. Bakuryu!
[The lights fade to black. The sound of bats flying is heard and the theme from Batman in the sixties plays over the speakers. A flock of bright colors then lights up the stage, the aisle and the ring. Out of the curtain comes Bakuryu, dressed as Batman, dressed like in the sixties show, in a tiny Batmobile replica. He drives to the ring, gets out of the Batmobile and when he's in the ring, he poses, both hands on his hips, and then grabs his cape and runs around the ring.]
Brutus: This is bad comedy
The Mic: And his opponent hails from Canton, Missouri and he weighs in at 220 pounds. He is the current reigning IEW Extreme Champion... Boca Del Inferno!
[Music hits as the lights flash out. Lights begin to flash like Lightning as Boca walks out and holds his arms high. He walks slowly to the ring and slides in. Once he slides in he and Baku start brawling.]
Jimmy: We knew this was coming.
*The ref calls for the bell as the two men exchange blows. Boca backs Baku up into a corner and he swings but Baku ducks it. Baku connects with a series of chops. Baku whips Boca into the ropes and he hits a standing dropkick. Boca rolls out of the ring and Baku follows. Boca takes Baku down with a clothesline just as he rolls out of the ring. Boca kicks away at Baku's ribs. Boca lifts Baku up and he whips him back first into the guardrail. Boca grabs Baku and he rolls Baku back into the ring. Boca continues the assault with a knee drop to the ribs. Boca covers.*
1...
Jimmy: That was a pretty quick kickout by Bakuryu.
Brutus: Yeah, well, Boca is ambitious and he's letting any opportunity to win get away from him.
*Boca picks Baku up and he whips him into the ropes. Baku springboards off the 2nd rope and he takes Boca down with a springboard forearms smash. Boca gets up and Baku boots him in the gut. Baku takes Boca down with a swinging neckbreaker. Baku climbs to the ropes as Boca gets to his feet. Boca turns around he Baku nails him with a flying elbow smash. Baku covers.*
Jimmy: That was an amazing aerial maneuver by Bakuryu!
1.....
2...Kickout
Brutus: But it wasn't good enough to keep Boca down.
*Baku lifts Boca up and he hits a few kicks to the gut. Baku takes Boca down with a snap suplex. Baku runs and he springboards off the 2nd rope with a moonsault but Boca gets his knees up. Boca gets to his feet and he kicks away at Baku. Boca lifts Baku up and he crushes Baku with a backbreaker. Boca rolls out of the ring and he walks over to the time keeper's table.*
Jimmy: Bakuryu's in trouble! Boca can get whatever weapon he wants.
Brutus: That's what the extreme title is all about baby!
*Boca grabs a chair and he gets back in the ring with it. Baku gets to his feet and Boca swings the char at his head. Baku gets out of the way and Boca hits air. Baku dropkicks Boca in the back and he hits the corner face first. Baku grabs Boca from behind and he hits a side Russian legsweep. Baku gets up to the top rope. Baku flies and he hits a rotating flying headbutt.*
Jimmy: Baku just hit Boca with The Helicopter. We could have a new champ!
*Baku shakes the cobwebs out and then he covers.*
1...
2...
kickout.
Brutus: HA! That move hurt Baku just as much. It's never a good idea to use one's head in such a dumb way.
*Baku gets to his feet. Baku drags Boca to his feet. Boca rakes Baku's eyes and he follows it up with a closed fist. Baku falls down and he gets back up and Boca clock him again. The ref warns Boca about the closed fists. Baku starts to get up and Boca boots him in the gut. Boca stands Baku up and Boca executes a reverse neckbreaker. Boca lifts Baku up and he sits Baku up on the top rope. Boca climbs up and he takes Baku down with a top rope belly to back superplex. Boca rolls over and he covers Baku.*
Jimmy: What a huge suplex by the champ!!
Brutus: Say goodnight to Bakuryu!
1...
2.....
thr NO!!
Jimmy: Bakuryu got his shoulder up!
*Boca gets to his feet and he stomps away at Baku. Boca lifts Baku up and he throws him between the ropes and to the floor. Boca climbs out and he stomps away some more. Boca picks Baku up and he goes to whip Baku into the steel post but Baku reverses it. Boca hits the post face first and he falls to the ground. Baku takes a second to recover and then he pulls a handicapped parking sign out from under the ring.*
Brutus: It's almost like he was drawn to the sign...
Jimmy: Stop right there.
*Boca stands up and just as he faces Baku he gets crushed with the sign. Baku discards the sign and he picks Boca up to his feet. Baku scoops Boca and he slams him on the steel steps. Baku climbs up to the apron. Baku flies and he takes Boca off the steps with an elbow drop.*
Brutus: Good god that was not right!
*Baku gets up and he lifts Boca up. Baku rolls Boca into the ring and he slides in. Baku covers Boca and he hooks the leg.*
1...
2...
thr NO!!
Jimmy: That was a very close call! Bakuryu almost got his title back with a very painful move.
Brutus: Almost isn't winning. Almost means this match continues.
*Baku gets up and he waits for Boca to stand up. When Boca gets up Baku charges right into a drop toe hold by Boca. Both men get up and Boca pokes Baku in the eyes. Boca takes Baku down with a snapmare. Boca picks the chair up that's still in the ring and he slams it across Baku's back. Boca hits Baku again in the back with the chair. Boca drops the chair and he rolls Baku over onto his back. Boca covers.*
1...
2...
thre NO!!
Brutus: That was a slow count!!
*Boca stands up and he yells at the ref. Boca believes it was a three but the ref assures him it was just 2. Boca turns around and he kicks Baku in the head and he gets to his hands and knees. Boca lifts Baku up and he whips him into the corner. Boca charges and he crushes Baku with a corner splash. Boca drags Baku to the middle of the ring and he drives Baku down with a double arm DDT. Boca goes to the corner and he climbs to the rope. Boca flies and he crushes Baku with a moonsault. Boca hooks the leg for the cover.*
1...
2...
thre NO!
Jimmy: I don't know how he did it, but Bakuryu just got his shoulder up.
Brutus: He has a kind referee.
*Boca lifts Baku up and he backs Baku into the corner. Boca whip Baku into the opposite corner. As Boca charges Baku jumps and springboards off the 2nd rope and he hits Boca in stride with a springboard dropkick. Baku crawls over to Boca and he covers.*
1...
2...
thre NO!!
Brutus: Boca kicked out! The champ is still the champ!
Jimmy: Keen observations Captain Obvious.
*Baku gets to his feet and he pulls Boca up by the hair. Boca lands a low blow that doubles Baku over. Boca takes Baku down onto the chair with a jumping spinning implant DDT.*
Brutus: Boca just hit the Spin Doctor right on the chair!
*Boca covers.*
1....
2...
3!!
(DING DING)
Jimmy: That's what happens when you have no rules. Boca del Inferno hits a low blow and that pretty much sealed the deal.
["A.D.I.D.A.S." by Korn hits the arena speakers as Matt Rison walks out onto the entrance ramp with a clipboard and a microphone.*
Rison: Wake his ass up for me.
*Boca wakes Bakuryu up as Rison enters the ring. Rison kneels down next to Baku who is conscious but dazed.*
Rison: Here, you need to sign this contract.
*Rison hands the clipboard and a pen to Baku who signs the contract as best as he can. Rison smiles as he rises to his feet.*
Rison: You did the right thing.
Jimmy: What in the hell is this all about? What does that contract say?
Brutus: I don't know, but whatever it says, Bakuryu signed it and that's all that counts.
[The scene switches to the hallway in the back where Jesse Raen is seen peeping around the corner and looking carefully before mad dashing to right beside a door to a janitorial closet and hearing moaning coming from inside. Jesse grabs the handle and opens the door, closing his eyes as he puts up his fists. He opens his eyes as he jumps from the door hitting him to see Leigh Beido tied to a leaky hot water heater pipe with her mouth gagged.]
Jesse: Worry not my young maiden. I have been sent to rescue you. I am Raen, Jesse Raen, and I think we need to get out of here before someone shows up.
[Jesse doesn't even get the words out of his mouth as he is tapped on his shoulder by another man. The camera pans out to show the shocked face of Jesse Raen and the excited face of a man come to known as Oddball. Oddball grabs Jesse Raen and slams him into the wall on the other side of the hallway.]
Oddball: You're coming with me princess. The boss is waiting for you.
[Oddball breaks the pipe that she is tied to and water leaks out onto the floor. Oddball and Leigh Beido disappear out of sight as the water gets to Jesse Raen's face waking him up from his brief unconciousness. Jesse looks around and sees nothing, nothing except for a small bracelet baring the letters LB on it resting on the floor or the janitor's closet among the flowing water. Jesse picks up the bracelet and gets to his feet before slowly walking out of the picture. The scene then fades back to the announcer's table.]
JR: Did Oddball just kidnap her back for Rison?
B: I don't know, but I have a feeling this contract is personal.
[The scene changes back to the ring where Bakuryu is still dazed as Boca Del Inferno and Matt Rison are staring each other down. Matt Rison points up at the bigscreen.]
Rison: Boca, did you see what just happened? Are you going to let Bakuryu get away with letting his friends rescue Leigh Beido from you without a fight?
[Boca shakes his head no.]
Rison: Then I'm afraid I'm going to need your signature too. Because at the PPV, justice must prevail...
[Boca signs the contract.]
Rison: And there is no greater judgement than that of my right hand!!! At the pay per view, the two of you will face off for the title again. If you win, *points at Boca* you'll get to sink your teeth into Leigh Beido. And if you win, *points at Bakuryu* you get the IEW Extreme Title. And now that you boys have signed this contract, you have both made me the guest referee for this hellacious match up.
JR: My goodness. Matt Rison has just fooled everyone!!!
B: And in a match with no rules, I don't want to know what Rison might have up his sleeve.
*Boca stands over Baku a bit yelling and pointing to his title to Rison before heading to the back. Matt Rison just stands there soaking in the boos from the crowd.*
JR: Matt Rison has proven once again that he a despicable man.
B: That he has. Isn't it great?!
JR: The only great thing about right now is that we are out of time and that Matt Rison will have to wait till next week to continue his tyrade.
B: I couldn't agree with you more. Its time to go hit the straw hut on the edge of town.
JR: And with that folks we're out of time. See ya!!!
[End Transmission.]