(“5 Minutes Alone” by Pantera plays as the IEW Mayhem intro plays. The cameras pan the crowd, and some signs are seen. One is held by a guy in a Bengal Supreme mask and it says “I’m Bengal.” Others include “Yar, me piehole” and “I binge and Purge every day.” ”Welcome to the Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses plays over the PA system. When Gorilla’s video is shown, the fans cheer wildly. Gorilla enters to the chorus of cheers, dressed in his ring attire. He walks to and gets in the ring and then requests a mic. Gorilla takes the mic and nods to thank the person.*
Jimmy: I wonder why Gorilla is out here tonight.
Brutus: I don’t know. But we’re about to find out.
*Gorilla waits for the fans to die down before addressing them.*
Gorilla: Two weeks ago, Lion threw a knife at Leigh Beido. Then this week he went out of line threatening to cut her if she didn’t d what he wanted her to.
*The fans boo.*
Gorilla: I apologized to her for Lion’s actions. Then I apologized to Karl Weiss because in the legendary Dungeon, Lion busted Karl open. After leaving the restaurant, I thought I’d come out here and apologize to a few others who he’s hurt.
*The fans cheer.*
Gorilla: Now for those of you who think that I’m here to apologize to the likes of Inner Circle or Salty Dogs, sorry to say that I’m not. That’s only because they deserved it. Now, two weeks ago, he injured three actors who helped him out. They were innocent bystanders who only did their job, for which they were getting paid for. I made some calls to these guys and after some heavy debate they agreed to come out here. So I’d like those three actors to come out here so I can give them an apology.
*The fans give a giant cheer as *“5 Minutes Alone” by Pantera begins to play as the three actors come limping out in casts. They make their way to the ring. Gorilla holds the ropes open so that they can get inside the ring.*
Jimmy: Well, Gorilla seems to be trying to patch things up with the people who Lion has hurt, minus the tag champions and Inner Circle.
Brutus: Lion has got to be hating this. I’m sure he’s going to say something about it.
*Gorilla puts the mic up to his lips.*
Gorilla: First of all, thank you guys for coming out here. I know how hard this must have been. Lion won’t give you the apology that you so rightly deserve for what he did. So I might as well do it. So guys…
*”Enter Sandman” by Metallica begins to play over the PA system.*
Jimmy: Whose music is this?
Brutus: I don’t know, but obviously they think it’s important enough to interrupt Gorilla’s apology speech.
*Lion’s video is then shown. Gorilla goes to the edge of the ring as the actors get behind him. No one goes on the stage. Then from under the ring Lion comes out holding a jar of tomato sauce. Lion slides in the ring as the fans shout. Gorilla turns into a shot that busts the jar on Gorilla’s head and sends him over the top rope.*
Jimmy: He just hit his friend with a jar of tomato sauce.
Brutus: HA! HA! HA! He just turned his Gorilla into spaghetti.
*Lion stares down the actors and motions for them to stay. They stay huddled in a corner. Lion addresses his fallen friend.
Lion: Well, well, well, isn’t this touching. Now Gorilla, you have one point that’s actually true. That point is that I’m NOT going to apologize to Inner Circle and the Salty Dogs. Now I don’t really mind you apologizing to Leigh because I wasn’t going to anyway. However, like I told Leigh, I’m not sorry because I have NO remorse.
*The fans boo.*
Lion: OH SHUT UP! I’m talking.
*The fans boo again.*
Lion: Before I was so RUDELY interrupted, I will NEVER be remorseful AGAIN. Now, I’m NOT sorry for what I did to these actors. The reason why is because they became a quick decision to be a part of the message that I wanted to send. Yet it seems like my message isn’t being taken seriously. I think it’s time to reinforce the message.
*Lion tosses the mic out and goes after the actors. Lion takes one and gives him a chokeslam. Lion goes for the other two who are trying to leave. He just gives them a double chokeslam. Then he slides out of the ring and goes under the apron.*
Jimmy: Not again! What is Lion going under the apron for this time?
Brutus: I don’t know. But this is going to be great.
Jimmy: Oh, so you’re jumping on the Lion bandwagon now?
Brutus: Like I said, as long as Lion doesn’t do anything to me, I don’t care.
*Lion pulls out a table, a barbwire wrapped chair, and a football helmet.*
Jimmy: A football helmet!? I have no clue where this is going.
Brutus: I can’t wait to see where it leads.
*Lion goes back under and pulls out the blood stained barbwire baseball bat.*
Jimmy: Oh no. Here comes that barbwire baseball bat of his.
Brutus: Oh this is going to be freaking sweet.
*Lion gets back in the ring and begins brutally beating the three actors. He hits them several times with the bat, busting them open. The bat drips blood, as he raises it and the fans boo. He then keeps beating them and hits them on their torso. Now the actors are completely red in their own blood. Lion then sets up the table.*
Jimmy: Lion has definitely gone off the deep end. Someone has to stop this before it goes too far.
Brutus: I think it’s too late for that Jimmy. I wonder what he’s going to do now.
*Lion drags all three bloodied heaps to the table and puts them on it, one on top of the other. Then he takes a few more swings with the barbwire baseball bat at the actors’ torsos. Then he puts the chair on top of their limp bodies. Gorilla starts to stir and backs up as he sees Lion in the ring. He wipes his head and sees the tomato sauce.*
Jimmy: What is he going to do? No wait don’t tell me because he’s going to hurt those poor guys.
Brutus: I know. Man this is great.
*Lion puts the helmet on and grabs a mic on the mat. Lion then addresses Gorilla.*
Lion: Seeing as how I turned your head into a bowl of spaghetti with tomato sauce perhaps you can’t see what I’m going to do. It’s YOUR fault what I’m going to do because you had to invite them back. So watch because I have a challenge for you after this.
*Lion drops the mic and Lion jumps off the top turnbuckle. The helmet hits the chair and the table breaks. Gorilla grabs his head at the carnage that has just been caused. Lion gets up and takes off the football helmet, which is now stained with blood. He walks over and grabs the mic.*
Lion: So Gorilla how about, at Injustice Served, me and you have a match. But this just can’t be ANY match. Oh no. I want to make you pay for what you’ve done. Plus, you have interfered with the spreading of my message. So now, you MUST become part of it. So, I challenge you to a HARDCORE match. But we’ll give it the name it TRULY deserves. I’ll call it a HARDCORE MASSACRE!
*Gorilla looks upset and then looks down and sees the other mic. He picks it up.*
Gorilla: Fine. But after this match, you must promise to never attack anyone again.
Lion: What makes you think that you can stop me? What makes you think that you’ll be able to survive and come out of this unscathed? Examples must be made and you MUST be made one of them. Before that, Grinnin is next on the list. He will be brutalized JUST like these men.
*Lion takes the bat and continues to wail on them. Gorilla gets fed up and slides into the ring. Gorilla takes the helmet and swings hitting Lion so that he and the barbwire bat roll out of the ring. The fans cheer. And then Gorilla grabs the mic and addresses Lion.*
Gorilla: Lion, I’m going to make your losing start again. That is, if you beat Grinnin next week. I WILL stop you from hurting anyone else. I’ll hate to do it, BUT I MUST do what needs to be done.
*Lion gets up and grabs his head and the mic.*
Lion: See this bat. Injustice served, YOUR blood WILL be added with theirs.*pointing to the fallen actors.*
*Lion goes up the ramp, fans booing loudly, while EMT’s pass him and head into the ring. Gorilla orchestrates the actors’ retrieval. Gorilla then exits up the ramp to a bunch of cheers. Then the camera goes back to the announce table.*
Jimmy: Once again, Lion has brutalized these actors.
Brutus: Yeah, it’s awesome. It’s a heck of a lot better than just apologizing to everyone. Wait a minute he didn’t even apologize to me.
Jimmy: Maybe he thought you deserved it the way you have mocked them. But still, a Hardcore Massacre match.
Brutus: Yeah, Lion has something up his sleeve to actually rename a hardcore match that.
Jimmy: I think his strategy is just to beat Gorilla badly.
Brutus: unfortunately, we’ll have to wait until Injustice Served to see this match.
Jimmy: Right you are, Brutus. That will definitely be a must see.
Brutus: Yup. Now let’s get on with our first match.
The Mic: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, he hails from Wolverhampton, England and he weighs in at 220 pounds… Malachi!!
[The scene shows the arena, when suddenly the Jumbotron starts to flicker and get filled with static, causing the house lights to go on and off sporadically. After a few seconds, "Insomnia" by Feeder starts up, the arena lights cut out, and colored beams of light move randomly around the stage. The JumboTron flashes up the word "Malachi" along with Mal doing such moves as the hurracaranna, rope flip, Frog Splash, and his finisher "The Fallout." After a few seconds Malachi emerges on the stage, signaling to the crowd as they cheer. Then as the lyrics kick in, he stands at the top of the ramp sideways on with his left hand in his pocket and his right arm in front of him, and then he swings his right arm above his head with his fingers about to click, and as he brings it down, he clicks his fingers and their there are huge pyro explosions on either side of him on the stage. He then walks down to the ring greeting fans, climbs in, and gets onto the middle rope on one of the sides, holding the top rope with his left arm and signalling to the crowd with his right. He then goes to the other side of the ring and does the same.]
The Mic: And his opponent….Shayne Cross.
(Everyone looks to the entrance, but Shayne does not come out. They wait longer, and Shayne doesn’t come out. However, Pussy Valiant makes her way to the ringside area. She climbs into the ring and asks for the mic.)
PV: Ladies and gentlemen, I know we promised you a match, but unfortunately, Shayne Cross has taken it upon himself to not show up tonight. Therefore, your winner by default….. Malachi.
(Malachi looks disappointed, but Pussy consoles him. She hands the mic back to The Mic and they make their way out of the ring.)
Jimmy: Well, chalk that one up for big disappointments of 2006.
Brutus: Shayne was smart. He’s a talent agent, NOT a wrestler. He’s just looking out for his and Adams’ best interests.
Jimmy: Riiiiiiight.
(We see the blonde and brunette from earlier with Jaye Doyle, standing outside Matt Rison’s dressing room. The blonde knocks and the two giggle until Matt Rison whips the door open wearing nothing but a white bath towel wrapped around his torso. Matt gives the two girls a once over before flashing a sleazy grin.)
Matt Rison: And just how can I help a couple of angels such as yourselves?
(The two girls, ever full of giggles, giggle once more before replying.)
Blonde: Are you Matt Rison?
Matt Rison: (Still smiling and raising his eyebrows in a cheesy sort of way.) I am indeed.
Brunette: Do you think we can get your autograph?
Matt Rison: My autograph huh? Well… I don’t really KNOW you and you haven’t really done anything to EARN my autograph…
Brunette: (Rubbing her hand across Matt’s naked chest and looking like a woman who knows what she wants.) Well Matt, why don’t we go inside and get to know each other?
Blonde: Yeah Matt. I’ll do anything to get YOUR autograph.
Matt Rison: Anything?
(The blonde leans forward and whispers something into Matt’s ear. Matt’s eyes light up and he quickly ushers the two women into his dressing room. He peeks his head back out and looks up and down the corridor before closing the door.)
(Just before the final match we see Jaye Doyle in his dressing room sitting on a bench. The two girls from earlier walk into the scene. Doyle looks up and the two girls just giggle and hand him back the piece of paper.)
Jaye Doyle: So you got his signature on this?
(The two women giggle and nod in affirmation.)
Jaye Doyle: And you didn’t have any trouble?
(Both girls look at each other, then giggle again while they shake their heads “no”.)
Jaye Doyle: (Smiling mischievously.) Good.
(Doyle stands up and pulls his wallet out of his rear pocket. He opens it up and pulls out a wad of bills then begins to count out hundred dollar bills. He then hands the girls a stack of money as he replaces his wallet.)
Jaye Doyle: That enough?
Brunette: (Coyly.) Sure is Big Dog.
Blonde: Pleasure doing business with you… Big Dog.
(The two women giggle some more as they exit Doyle’s dressing room. Doyle then puts his focus on the piece of paper and begins to unfold it, only to notice that the sheet is stuck together.)
Jaye Doyle: (Looking disgusted.) Well that’s just [censored] gross.
(Doyle continues to unfold the paper despite its obvious additive. Doyle takes a quick minute to read through it and a devilish smile creeps across his face.)
Jaye Doyle: A smile price to pay, though, to make Rison eat his words.
(The scene fades back to the announcers’ table.)
Jimmy Rollins: I don’t like the looks of this. The Big Dog has something up his sleeve and that doesn’t look good for our Anarchy Champion.
Brutus: I can’t believe that Doyle even touched that paper. It was covered in Rison’s…
(Brutus breaks out into some forced laughter.)
Jimmy: Let’s just get to our next match so we can get that image out of our heads.
The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is set for one fall and it is a Wrestle Off Match! Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 228lbs! Downfall!
*The opening notes of "Man or Animal" by Audioslave fade in on the PA, as the lights go out. The IEW-tron shows clips of Downfall's most violent, disturbing spots and matches, slowly at first, then coming faster and faster.*
Man or animal, I don't care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obedient-
out of control...
I will love you more than money
I will breathe you in the smoke
I will drink you in my honey
Sweet and golden down my throat
When you're right, when you're wrong
Head is near, eyes are gone
You can drown my appetite
I will sip your tears at night
You can tie me to a chair
Skin and bones, I don't care
I could be rich or poor
I don't need anymore...
*When the lights come back on, Downfall and Michelle are standing at the top of the stage. Downfall raises his arms over his head into a crossed wrist X position slowly. When his arms meet, flamethrowers on either side of him shoot flames on the ramp. (Ultimo Dragon style). Then Downfall runs into the ring and jumps on the turnbuckle, standing there, arms out (ala Randy Orton) and he makes the title sign around his waist. When he hops down he stretches his arms on the ropes.*
Brutus: Downfall looks ready JR!
JR: That he does it should be one heck of a contest.
The Mic: Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. The self proclaimed
World's Sexiest Male. He is Doctor....
*the mike is cut off as a young man enters the arena and heads towards the
announcer. The two talk for a moment and the announcer heads back behind the
curtain*
Hailing from LasVegas, Nevada.....Dale Levitt!
Brutus: Who the hell is Dale Levitt? This match is supposed to have Doctor Love.
JR: Shut up Brutus. This is one strange situation folks but Dale Levitt is Doctor Love's real name.
The house lights dim as Love Hurts by Kansas is played over the PA. Halfway
through the first verse Dale Levitt enters the arena wearing designer blue
jeans. Dale stops at the edge of the stage as pyros begin to blast and the words
A New Beginning appear on the VideoTron. Dale truns around to read the words and
then faces the ring with a large smile on his face.
Dale heads towards the ring and begins making his way towards Michelle. Michelle
moves back to the far corner and Dale throws her a piece of paper before
entering the ring.
JR: What was that he threw to Michelle?
Brutus: Probably his phone number knowing Doctor Lo... I mean Dale Levitt or whoever he is.
DING! DING! DING!
* Both men start off at opposite ends of the ring. Cautious as to make the first approach. They slowly circle each other, looking for an advantage. *
JR: Both of these men would like nothing more than to eventually cash in on an IEW World Heayweight Title shot!
Brutus: Well no kidding JR!
* The competitors lock up in a collar elbow tie up. They jockey for position before Downfall swiftly takes down Levitt with a arm toss and locks in an arm bar on the mat. Levitt instinctively reaches his legs up and pulls Downfall down in a head scissors. The ref is right there asking if Downfall starts to tap out. Downfall struggles to break the hold as Levitt continues to apply the pressure with his legs. Downfall kicks his legs out struggling to reach the ropes. He is able to wrap both of his legs onto the bottom rope forcing Levitt to break the hold which he does. Both men spring to their feet and face off. Each man backs off looking to compose themselves. *
JR: This could very well be an even match up. Despite their shortcomings at times I have to give both of these competitors their due. They are both very talented.
* Both men lock up once again in a collar elbow tie up. Downfall locks Levitt in a side head lock and wrenches it in. Levitt looks for a way out. He is able to slip out and wrench Downfalls arm behind his back. Downfall now looks for an advantage as Levitt twists up on Downfalls arm. Downfall reaches back and grabs a hold of Levitt’s head. Downfall drops straight down hitting Levitt with a jaw breaker to break the hold. Levitt stumbles back against the ropes as Downfall gets to his feet. Again both men are at another stalemate. *
Brutus: Whatever one tries to do the other has a counter for it!
JR: This could be a long one folks, better get settled in!
* Both men yet again lock up in a collar elbow tie up. Downfall pushes Levitt back against the ropes. Downfall irish whips Levitt and as Levitt bounds back leapfrogs him. Downfall drops down to the mat as Levitt bounces back off so Levitt drops down ontop of Downfall and locks in a chinlock. Tina Garcia is there to see if Downfall loses consciousness or taps out. Downfall twists trying to gain position to break out of it. Levitt tightens his hold around Downfalls neck, choking off the air supply. Downfall struggles up to his knees forcing Levitt into a bent position to keep the hold intact. Downfall musters up and leaps toward the ropes to break the hold. He comes up just short and Levitt drags him away from the ropes and drops down to one knee to get a better grip on the hold. Downfall seems to be slightly losing his energy while in the hold. Downfall again struggles to his knees where he again lunges for the ropes. Yet again he ends up short, this time Levitt pulls him back and wraps his legs around the midsection of Downfall. Levitt is on his back cranking on the neck of Downfall and across his waist with his legs. Downfall again tries for the ropes. He starts to roll himself and Levitt over towards the ropes. On the third roll, both he and Levitt are into the ropes. Garcia taps Levitt on the shoulder to tell him to drop the hold which he does. He stands up and steps away as Garcia checks on Downfall. Once she is done Levitt puts the boots to the weakened Downfall. Levitt drops and elbow across the back of Downfall’s neck. Levitt picks Downfall up and nails a spine buster. He covers. *
1………………………………….
2……………………………….
3..NO! KICKOUT!
JR: That was the first close call of the match up!
* Downfall just barely kicked out before the third slap on the mat. Levitt complains of a slow count but gets back to work. He picks Downfall up and pushes him back into the corner. He lands a stinging chop to Downfall’s chest. Another chop, then another. Downfall’s chest becomes red from the blows. He irish whips Downfall to the opposite corner and charges. Downfall meets him with a spinning heel kick. The impact was right on as spit could be seen flying from Levitt’s mouth. Downfall crawls over and covers Levitt. *
1……………………………..
2………….KICKOUT!
JR: That time I thought Downfall might have pulled it out!
Brutus: Well you thought wrong.
* Michelle is looking concerned at ringside as she cheers on her man. Downfall rises at the same time Levitt does and returns the favor with a stinging chop to Levitt’s chest. Levitt responds with a chop of his own. Down fall chops Levitt back and again Levitt responds with a chop of his own. Downfall quickly drop kicks Levitt’s right knee, sending Levitt to the mat favoring that leg. Downfall wastes no time in going to work on that leg. He stomps on the knee viciously. Downfall grabs the leg and drags it over to the bottom rope. He lays it across the rope, leaps up and lands on the knee. Levitt yells in agony. Downfall places the leg again on the bottom rope, leaps and lands on the knee yet again. Levitt grabs at his knee and writhes in pain. Downfall grabs the leg and flips forward jerking on the leg. Levitt grabs his leg and rolls over in pain. Garcia checks to see if Levitt wants to give and he shakes his head no. *
JR: Good strategy by Downfall, keep the big man on the mat. Work on that leg. Its worked a good many times.
Brutus: Well did you think Downfall would try anything less?
* Downfall takes advantage and locks Levitt into a figure four in the middle of the ring. Levitt is in pain and Garcia is there asking him if he wants to give. He shakes his head no in between screams of pain. Downfall keeps cranking on the hold.*
JR: This could be it, Downfall might force Dr…I mean Levitt to tap out!
* As Garcia is checking with Levitt, Downfall lays back and grabs Michelles hands for leverage. Levitt screams in pain. He slumps back to the mat. Garcia counts. *
1…….
2…….NO!
* Levitt sits back up. Garcia turns her head and Downfall lets go of Michelle’s hands. He shakes his head denying any cheating. Garcia goes back to checking on Love. Downfall again lays back and grabs Michelle’s hands. Levitt screams in agony. Levitt slumps to the mat. Garcia moves to count but notices Downfall’s cheating. She starts to count for Downfall to release the hold which he does. He protests Garcia’s decision. Levitt crawls close to the ropes favoring his knee. Downfall goes on the attack. Levitt grabs Downfall’s tights and tosses him through the ropes to the floor in one swift motion. *
Brutus: Levitt is so resourceful!
JR: Downfall is down on the outside. Levitt just might have bought his aching right leg some precious time.
* Downfall recovers, reaches into the ring and trips Levitt. He drags him, groin first, towards the ring post. Before he could groin Levitt on the ring post, Levitt uses both of his legs to shove Downfall back against the guard rail. Downfall goes down to his knees favoring his back. Levitt slips back towards the middle of the ring. He tries to stand up on his hurt leg. Michelle checks on her man as Downfall slides back into the ring. Downfall charges at Levitt who catches him with a hiptoss. Levitt uses the ropes to help him stand. He limps towards Downfall who is starting to get back up. He irish whips Downfall and downs him with a back elbow. Levitt stumbles back into the ropes, his legs still very sensitive. Levitt shakes his leg trying to work the pain out. Downfall gets back up and charges at Levitt. Levitt ducks and back body drops Downfall over the top rope and to the floor. Levitt slingshots himself over the top rope, and cross body blocks Downfall at ringside. Both men are down on the arena floor. *
JR: I tell ya what Brutus both men have certainly gave it all to this point in this match up. Like them or hate them there putting on a show.
Brutus: I got a lot of money riding on the outcome of this match!
JR: Somehow I’m not surprised.
* Garcia begins to count both men. *
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2…………………………….
3…………………………….
4…………………………..
* She’s interrupted in her count by Michelle on the apron. Garcia goes over to deal with Michelle. Both men slowly rise on the floor. They exchange blows back and forth. Downfall grabs Levitt to ram his head on the guard rail. Levitt puts his foot on the rail to block it and rams Downfall’s head on the rail. With Garcia still distracted, Levitt takes advantage to crack Downfall across the back with chair. *
JR: Levitt really stretching the rules here!
Brutus: Did Tina Garcia see it?
JR: No how could she!
Brutus: Then it doesn’t really matter now does it!
* Michelle hops down off the apron as Levitt rolls Downfall back into the ring. Levitt slides under the bottom rope and catches Downfall as he turns around with a swinging neck breaker. Levitt slams Downfalls head on the top turnbuckle. He stings Downfall’s reddened chest again with a chop. Downfall grabs Levitt and reverses position. Downfall stings Levitt with a chop, then another, and another. Levitt breaks up Downfall’s momentum with a rake to the eyes. Downfall drops back favoring his eyes. Michelle hops back onto the apron to protest drawing Garcia’s attention. Levitt reaches into his tights. *
JR: What in the heck is Levitt doing?
Brutus: Digging for gold?
* Levitt is working with something he removed from his tights. Downfall shakes off the eye rake turns around and is met with a ball of fire from Levitt. It just barely missed getting him flush in the face, but it got enough. Downfall goes down holding his face. Levitt covers and yells to Garcia. Who looks back and rushes to count. *
1………………………
2………………….. NO!
JR: Somehow, someway Downfall kicked out despite almost being blinded by Levitt!
Brutus: How about that.
* Levitt argues a slow count, as Downfall is shaking off the fire attack. Levitt irish whips Downfall who reverses it. Levitt bounces off the ropes and into a Beast Kick which sends Levitt through the ropes to the floor.*
JR: Downfall hit the Beast Kick! A bad break that Levitt fell through the ropes that could have been it!
* Levitt stumbles his way to the front of the entranceway at ringside. He slowly rises still wobbly from the Beast Kick. Downfall nails him with a springboard drop kick. Both men are down in the aisle way. The fans are loving it. *
JR: What a high risk maneuver by Downfall! I think he might have taken about as much punishment on that one as Dr…err I mean Levitt did!
Brutus: JR for god’s sakes get the mans name right!
* A fan throws an object into the ring, Garcia goes to dispose of it as both slowly climb to their feet on the outside. Downfall nails Levitt with elbow sending him to his knees. He hammers on Levitt’s back. The fan who threw the object gets rowdy which draws the attention of local security and Garcia. Downfall drags Levitt back towards the ring. Downfall rams Dale's head into the ring steps as a woman crosses the ring barrier. Downfall turns around to the roar of the crowd as Celeste Valentine punches him in the nads. *
Jimmy Rollins: I don't believe it it's Celeste! My god it's Celeste Valentine!
Brutus: He said there was a new beginning and there it is.
*Michelle comes running around the ring and attacks Celeste. Both go down to the floor brawling.*
Brutus: Catfight!! Rip something off!!
* Downfall is favoring his special area as Levitt recovers from the step shot. The ladies continue slapping and kicking each other on the far side of the ring. Levitt rolls Downfall into the ring. Levitt irish whips Downfall and catches him with a power slam. Levitt covers.
1…………………………..
2…………………………NO!
* Downfall kicks out. Levitt angry at the count, pounds on Downfall’s forehead. He picks Downfall up and irish whips him into the ropes. Downfall ducks a clothesline, as Levitt turns around Downfall drops him with a stiff spear. Both men are down suffering from the tough match up they’ve carried on. Michelle is down on her knees on the outside as Celeste is crawling away from her slowly. Levitt is slumped into the corner. Downfall rises and charges the corner only to be met with a big boot by Levitt. Levitt stumbles from the corner, picks Downfall up and irish whips him again. Levitt goes for a clothesline, Downfall ducks, and slides him up on his shoulders, and screams... *
"This one's for you, Bristic!!"
* He drops Levitt with the Twister. *
JR: The Twister! Downfall hit the Twister, he covers!
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2…………………………………….
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DING! DING! DING! DING!
The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner….DOWNFALL!!!
JR: What a match ladies and gentlemen but Downfall pulled it out! My hats off to both men they really beat the heck out of each other!
Brutus: I wanna see more of the catfight!
JR: You would!
* Levitt grabs a chair and attacks Downfall striking him in the back of the head. Celeste is looking under the ring and pulls out a barbwire wrapped baseball bat out then hands it to Dale. Levitt spreads Downfall's legs and strikes him in the nads. Laughing, Dale and Celeste step out of the ring and surround Michelle. They both grab her and leave with Michelle being drug behind. *
Jimmy Rollins: What are they doing with Michelle?
Brutus: It's time for the hotel! Three-way action baby!
"Revolution" by Judas Priest blasts over the PA system. Out comes Rage from the back in his wrestling gear and a black leather duster. The crowd goes insane as he takes a slow stroll down to the ring where head interviewer Karl Weiss stands in his usual suit and tie. Rage slides into the ring and being the great guy he is takes a few more moments for pictures to be taken as he climbs the turnbuckle. He drops down to the ring level and shakes Karl's hand in the ring. His music fades out and the roar of the crowd can only be heard. Karl begins to speak on his microphone as Rage holds on to his waiting for the questions.
Karl Weiss- Rage, There are several questions buzzing around in the back and in many people's heads about you and-
Rage- Wait-Wait-Wait... Stop... I've got one big question... HOW IS EVERYONE IN OTTAWA, ONTARIO, CANADA?!
The crowd goes into a frenzy, Rage just smiles as Karl does the same.
Karl Weiss- Well, That eliminates one of the questions I had, You aren't at all worried about your match with Trevor "The Class Act" Adams.
Rage- No. The match itself I'm not worried about, maybe if this was a rematch with Lowe and he actually was hellbent on ripping me limb to limb, I'd be worried. This is Trevor Adams were talking about, I've got the weight advantage over him, I've got the skill and technique advantage. When it gets down to it, It's an unfair advantage in my favor, and advantage I intent to capitalize on in a major way.
Karl Weiss- But of course, If you do beat Trevor Adams, you will be one of the only men here in the IEW to have held the world, intercontinental, and anarchy championships.
Rage- If? No Way Karl, this is a when. Later on tonight, I will beat Adams, there will be no if's involved, it's do or die. I am going to do something Hugh Bristic can't claim, I'm going to do something even Boca Del Inferno can't ever claim.
Karl Weiss- Speak of Boca Del Inferno, How do you feel about him-
Rage- Karl... I've faced Boca Del Inferno back when I was trying to get my second reign as Extreme Champion, I've fought him through cage matches, through 3 stages of hell matches, I've faced him in almost any single match conceived by the sick minds who invented them, and he comes back, roughs up my manager and I'm supposed to coward in fear of him? No, The guy attacked my manage, a guy who isn't capable of putting up a fight with someone like Boca Del Inferno, let alone an ambush, and that's what it was. Boca scooped up Eric when he stepped out of the room and went to town on him, I'm not at spooked out about that, I am not avoiding Boca, but I'm not looking to get revenge, I'll just gladly wait until he comes to me. When he treads on my ground, things will be alot different.
Karl Weiss- Don't you feel at all paranoid that Boca could do the same thing to you that he did Eric?
Rage- It's simple Karl... He could. I could do the same to Boca.... But will he? Can he? Could and Can are two different things Karl, and as far as I am concerned, Boca can't compare to me, he's nothing, a nobody, a-
The arena lights dim as "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits the speakers. Rage turns and glares up the entrance ramp as the music echoes through the arena. The lights soon come back on as we see Boca del Inferno standing behind Rage. Rage is still looking up the ramp as the music fades away and Karl backs away from Rage. Boca cocks his head to one side as he stares at the back of Rage's head and then blows a stream of air right down Rage's neck which causes him to snap around and glare Boca in the eyes.
Boca: Rage, old buddy, old pal. How are you doing this fine, fine evening in the fucked up neighbor of the USA we call Fuckada, I mean Canada?
(Before Rage can speak, Boca cuts him off)
Boca (acting like Rage): I have beat you before Boca, I can beat you again. House of Pain does not scare me!
(Rage just shakes his head as Boca then gets right up in his face.)
Boca: I do not care what you have to say Rage. All I care about is your answer. I know we have fought from here to St. Louis, but this is the end all. After this match I do not care if I win or you win, I just want you to admit after the match that I am a respectable wrestler and that you think I have talent. My entire stay here you have done nothing but put me down and call me a poser and a washed up wrestler. Now I want to prove my point once and for all.
(Rage just holds his glare as Boca smirks)
Boca: So what is your answer Mr. Offspring of whatever the hell you call yourself?
Rage keeps his glare, but cracks a smile similar to what his foe just did.
Rage- Did I hurt your little feelings Boca? Did I make you feel like a nobody all those times I called you a loser? Did I put you down when I made fun of your choice of women and music? Did I hurt you little feelings?
Boca goes to speak, but Rage smacks the microphone out of his hand. The crowd pops as the two stare at each other for a second.
Rage- You like, everyone else I've faced, You've demanded my respect from square one, You've wanted me to kiss your ass and recognize what waning talent you have. You should know by now, demands and forcing me to do things, will never work. All the pushing and shoving you do, Won't help either. If you break my face in, you still will not have my respect. You've tossed me through glass windows, dropped me on roofs of cars, I've fallen off of 25 foot latter because of you, I still don't have respect for you or your self proclaimed talent, What makes you think I'll change my mind after another match with you?
Boca just keeps the same stone cold look on his face.
Rage- Since all of that went in one ear and out the other... Here's your answer. Yes. I'll go another round with you, but even if I am with in an inch of dying... You will never get my respect
(Boca's frown and cold look turns to a smile, as he nods his head and turns to leave. He then snaps back around and grabs the mic out of Rage's hand.)
Boca: You didn't not hurt me at all little man. Your attempts at defaming me and trying to break my spirit only made me into what I am today. That is a man who does not quit. I do not back down because you won't show me an once of respect, I just come back and demand it even more. If you have not noticed I have gotten more and more persistent.
The matches I have demanded and faced you in have gotten tougher and I seem to piss you off even more each time I come back in your face. This time though I do not plan on coming back. I know that after this match you will show me respect. If not forever, for while. Downfall showed respect until he saw I was about to leave, then he pussied out
and started the name calling again. Now I know you will end up doing the same, but not after this match.
(Rage goes to grab the mic, but Boca pulls it back and spits at his feet.)
Boca: So since you said yes your friends will be safe, unless you chicken out or get lippy. Got it skippy because I don't feel like repeating my self to a someone who can't even protect his own friend from someone he considers an easy push over.
Boca shoves Rage back giving him the microphone. Rage looks down and brings the microphone up to his mouth slowly as he looks at Boca with a glare.
Rage- ... Boca
Rage looks up with a smile as Boca stands there amused.
Rage- Welcome to Hell!
Rage drops the microphone and begins to pound on Boca Del Inferno with lefts and rights. Boca shoves him off and quickly trips him down to the canvas and fires off a barrage of punches at Rage's face. Soon security quickly comes and pries the two apart, Karl Weiss is no where to be seen.
(The scene cuts backstage where Rizzo is getting ready for his match. He walks out of his lockerroom, and there are about 8 police officers waiting for him. With the officers is Nick Sloan. Nick points to Rizzo and the coppers close in. Rizzo puts his arms out and gives no resistance, much to the chagrin of Nick Sloan. Rizzo does, however, have words with Nick.)
Rizzo: What the hell is this about?
Nick: This, my friend, is for burning my goddamned house down.
Rizzo: Bullshit, I didn’t do it. Someone beat me to it, which sucked, but it happened. If you bothered to check your facts, you’d know this.
Nick: Actually, I have eyewitnesses. Two of my buddies, Gus and Boykins, they were hunting in my woods, with my permission of course. They came close to the house, saw you and Alec standing with gasoline cans in hand, and then they saw my house ablaze. I think that’s pretty goddamned incriminating. It’s too bad, I wanted to kick your ass tonight.
Rizzo: You know what Nick. There are two kinds of Pussies in this world. One Pussy is a likeable, attractive young woman who runs this federation. The one people don’t like is the big, ugly, bald pussy who’s standing right I front of me. Oh, and speaking of which, he comes the former.
(Nick turns around and Pussy Valiant is rushing down the hallways towards them, She gets to the scene and begins finding out what’s going on.
PV: What the hell is this? We have a match with these two next!
Police Officer: Sorry, ma’am. Rizzo here is being arrested on charges of arson and attempted murder.
Rizzo: Attempted murder? What the f**k?!
PO: Rizzo burned Nick’s house down in an attempt to kill him.
Rizzo: First of all shit head, the house is mine, check the lease. I was still letting big bald pussy over there live in it. Secondly, I KNEW he wasn’t home. This is bullshit!
PV: Sorry Rizzo, I can’t do anything about tonight. (She turns to Nick) But I can book a one on one match at Injustice Served.
(Rizzo chuckles sarcastically at the irony of that statement at this very time.)
Rizzo: See you soon big bald pussy!
(The cops haul Rizzo off as Nick Sloan waves to him. Pussy gives Nick an evil look and he just smiles wider. The scene switches back to Jimmy and Brutus.)
Brutus: HAH! Serves him right!
Jimmy: But he’s innocent, I guarantee it.
Brutus: Doesn’t seem that way to me. You could tell. A guy like Rizzo is always guilt.
*"Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana hits, as Redd Dogg comes walking out with a mic in hand. Hightower is following behind him*
Redd: Cut the music! I got something to say. *He gets in the ring*
JR: What is this?
Redd: Last week, that little punk Chastane tried to take by partner out with a chair. Got news for ya buddy, uh-uh. You see Chastane, you mess with one of the Inner Circle, you mess with all of us. So with that said, get your ass down here. No matches, no rules, let's fight baby!
*Dogg drops the mic onto the mat as he and Hightower await their challenge to be answered. *
JR: That’s a bold challenge laid down by the Inner Circle here, they want a piece of The Purge right here and right now!
Brutus: Will they step up to challenge?
JR: Were about to find out as noone from The Purge has made any indication so far that they are willing to except the Inner Circle’s challenge.
*Dogg climbs onto the ropes, signaling to the back for The Purge to come out. Hightower stands next to him ready for anything. The fans get restless wondering what will happen next. “The 7th Angel” Adam Chastane is seen hopping the guard rail from the audience with a chair in hand from behind The Inner Circle. He slides underneath the bottom rope undetected. Dogg and Hightower are still facing the entranceway, not even noticing Chastane slip into the ring behind them with a chair. *
JR: Wait a minute! Theres Chastane with a chair!
Brutus: Where did he come from!?!
* Chastane rears back and slams the chair across the massive back of Hightower. Dogg notices what is happening and turns to confront Chastane. Chastane cracks Dogg in the cranium with the chair sending him to the mat in agony. Hightower is leaning against the ropes reeling with back pain from the chair shot. Chastane throws his arms in the air posing for the crowd. Hightower slowly recovers from the shot and turns towards Chastane with a pissed off look on his face. *
JR: Chastane better have a tank in reserve cause Hightower looks pretty mad at this point!
* Chastane goads Hightower to come after him. He throws the chair away before he slides undertneath the bottom rope to the floor. Hightower persues him. Chastane hops back over the guard rail and runs through the audience. Hightower steps over the guard rail and fights through the fans to follow Chastane. *
Brutus: Where the hell are they going?
JR: I have no idea, but Hightower has left his partner down in the ring. Red Dogg took quite a chair shot to the head from Chastane.
* A camera man follows as best he can behind the massive Hightower. He makes his way through the seated area, to an open staging area before the doors to the locker room area. From around the corner Chastane jumps on Hightower and begins hammering Hightower in the face. Hightower wraps his arms around Chastane’s back as “The 7th Angel” continues to hammer away. Hightower runs forward and squashes Chastane against the wall. He continues the bear hug hold on Chastane and again squashes him against the wall. He throws Chastane down like a rag doll. Chastane is down trying to suck as much oxygen into his lungs as possible. The fight is being displayed on the video screen above the entranceway. Hightower stalks the downed Chastane. He picks Adam up and shoves him backwards over a merchandise table. The table falls over spills the contents all over the arena floor and onto Chastane. *
JR: So much for being a souvenir folks.
Brutus: I wonder if they’ll be half price now?
JR: Will you stop it! I don’t think Chastane knew what he was getting into when he came out here.
* Hightower pulls the table away and continues to stalk Chastane. From his back, Adam starts kicking the big man in the gut. The blows have some effect on Hightower but he shakes them off to kick Chastane in the head. Hightower picks Chastane up and puts him on his shoulder. He walks towards the double doors leading to the locker room area. *
JR: Uh oh this does not look good for “The 7th Angel”!
Brutus: Hes about to get a flying lesson!
* Hightower lawn darts Chastane head first through the wooden double doors and into the backstage area. The fans are loving every second of the fight. Hightower walks through the doorway as Chastane is on his hands and knees. Hightower bends down to grab Chastane but the ‘The 7th Angel” cracks him with a bucket. Hightower stumbles back holding his face. Before Adam can strike again, Hightower levels him with a massive back hand. *
JR: I gotta hand it to Chastane, hes overmatch in this situation but hes not giving up in the least bit!
* Hightower leans down and starts to choke Chastane on the floor. With his hand across his throat, Hightower pulls Chastane to his feet and nails a hard Chokeslam onto the concrete. Chastane is writing in pain on the floor. Hightower then places his foot directly onto Chastanes throat choking him. *
JR: Ok now enough is enough, Hightower is not going to be pleased until Chastane is in a body cast!
Brutus: Hey he started it JR!
* As Hightower continues his assault, Red Dogg finally is on his feet and alittle woozy in the ring. Suddenly the lights go out in the entire arena. *
JR: What the…
* A bell is heard as the fans erupt. *
JR: Oh my god! Red Dogg is in some trouble now!
* Slowly mist spews out from both sides of the entrance way. For Whom The Bell Tolls by Metallica starts
to play.The video screen comes to life showing a gloved hand slowly reaching through the mist. A bright white light shines from the
entrance way, the only light in the entire arena. The video screen shows the massive shadow of a man standing in the light, soon
thereafter the same is found in the entrance way itself. Slowly the shadow makes its way down the aisleway complete encased in shadow
due to the light behind him. As he gets closer to the ring it becomes clear that its Gulgamek. He stops for a moment at ringside, looks up at the top rope. He reaches up pulls it down and climbs onto the apron. He slowly swings one leg
after another over the top rope and into the ring as the lights come back on *
JR: Hightower left his partner so now Gulgamek is taking advantage of this situation!
* Red Dogg runs up and starts pounding on the face and chest of Gulgamek. The blows have little effect as Gulgamek knocks him down with a stiff right. Dogg crawls to the corner. Gulgamek follows him into the corner and is met with a kick to the gut from Dogg. Dogg irish whips Gulgamek out of the corner and The Norse Nightmare reverses sending Dogg hard into the opposite corner. The impact was so hard it sent Dogg down to his knees in pain. Gulgamek picks Dogg up and sends him crashing to the mat with a gorilla press slam. *
JR: Gulgamek is having his way with Redd Dogg in the ring. Hightower is still continuing his assault on Chastane in the back. I don’t think hes aware yet whats going on out here in the ring!
Brutus: Hightower!
* Gulgamek grabs Dogg by the throat and picks him up. The fans know whats coming. Gulgamek drills Dogg with swift chokeslam in the middle of the ring. Dogg is about broken in half. Gulgamek picks him and sets him up for The Purification. Before he can begin the maneuver, he throws Dogg aside and stares out into the audience. Hightower has noticed what has been going on and is making his way back to the ring. *
JR: Hightower is now returning to help his partner. This should be good!
Brutus: Battle of the bulls JR!
* The video shows Chastane is down in the back barely moving. Hightower steps over the guard rail and slides into the ring. He and Gulgamek take part in a stare down. Each waiting for the other to make a move. Each big man take turns landing blows on the other. A stalemate in the center of the ring. Hightower gets the upper hand and irish whips Gulgamek. He knocks The Norse Nightmare down with a clothesline. Gulgamek slowly gets up as Hightower sets him up to hit a chokeslam. Hightower grabs Gulgamek by the throat but Gulgamek gets out of it by kicking Hightower in the gut. Gulgamek then drops the big man with a ddt. Gulgamek then heads to the top rope. *
JR: Gulgamek is set to fly!
* Gulgamek perches himself and waits for Hightower to rise. Slowly the big man gets up to be knocked back down by a flying clothesline by Gulgamek. Gulgamek then sets the big man up for The Purification *
Brutus: Hes going to break his back trying that!
JR: Gulgamek is trying again to hit The Purification! This is a tall task!
* Gulgamek bends down to begin the maneuver when he is hit from behind with a fire extinguisher by the now recovered Redd Dogg. Hightower slumps to the mat as Gulgamek stumbles from the blow. Dogg rears back and cracks Gulgamek across the face with the extinguisher. Gulgamek crashes to the mat nearly unconscious. *
JR: Gulgamek is down thanx to Red Dogg, I don’t like the Norse Nightmares chances now!
Brutus: It becomes a two on one!
* Dogg sits on Gulgamek’s chest and hammers away on his face. Hightower motions for his partner to step aside and he lands a massive leg drop. Dogg slides out of the ring and tosses in the same chair Chastane used earlier. Hightower has that look on his face. *
JR: Oh no.
* Gulgamek is down and hardly moving. Hightower places the chair over Gulgamek’s hand. Dogg is on the top rope, he leaps off and stomps onto the chair. Gulgamek grabs his hand in pain. *
JR: There trying to take out the Norse Nightmare!
Brutus: They might just be successful!
* Hightower isn’t finished as he kicks Gulgamek in the face. He then places the chair on Gulgamek’s face and again drops a massive leg drop onto the chair. Gulgamek grabs his face as he’s rolling in pain. Blood starts to drip onto the mat. Hightower and Dogg pose to the crowd over him. Several officials race from the back and attend to Gulgamek. *
JR: Gulgamek’s face could be shattered, I don’t know the condition of his partner Chastane but it cant be good either!
* Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana hits as The Inner Circle slowly exit the ring. They pose all the way to the back, excited about what they just accomplished. Gulgamek is down holding his face as the officials try and tend to him. In the back officials try and attend to Chastane, only to have Chastane kick them away. *
JR: Chastane wants absolutely no help at all!
* Charles Childs runs out from the back and shoos away the officials from Gulgamek. He leans down and begins to tend to the fallen big man. *
JR: This conflict between these two teams is far from over, it’s definitely escalated tonight!
The Mic: The following match is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the IEW Intercontinental Championship. Making his way to the ring first, he is a former IEW Champion, the OffSpring of Extremity and the challenger ... RAGE!!!
( "Revolution" by Judas Priest begins to play, after the opening riffs, a blast of pyro goes off. Rage walks out with a smile across his face getting one helluva an ovation from the Canadian Crowd. He spends little to no time posing at the top of the ramp way, he just walks down the ramp with the same smile. Eric Black follows him out with a bandage over his forehead but still waving the Rage Revolution flag. Rage rolls into the ring he jumps up onto the turnbuckle and begins to pose for the fans. He hops down to the ring level and gets ready for the match as Eric stands by his corner. )
JR- What an ovation for the challenger.
Brutus- The crowd doesn't decide who wins, in the end Adams is going to remain the IEW Intercontinental Champion.
The Mic- And he is the IEW Intercontinental Champion ... "Class Act" Trevor Adams!!!
( The opening melodic string chords to "Clubbed to Death" by Rob D rings out as the lights in the arena drop. Blue and white stage lights slowly turn up as the music builds. As a big bass line starts hitting, white strobe lights around the entranceway start flashing. Trevor Adams strides confidently from behind the curtain as the crowd rises to it's feet. He
shows a confident smirk on his face as he comes into the light of a white spotlight shining down from the far end of the building. As he walks towards the ring, blue and white lights roam aimlessly around the ring and the white strobes begin to flash over the ring. He takes a long slow lap around the ring then gets up on the ring apron with his right knee and pulls himself all the way up. He slides through the ropes to a shower of camera flashes. He hops up onto the 2nd rope of one corner of the ring and stares out over the crowd raising his arms slowly in the air, palms facing upwards with a cocky grin on his face as cameras flash like lighting in a dark sky. The ring lights slowly come up as Adams hops off the turnbuckle )
Brutus- This is a HUGE match Jimmy.
JR- I agree with you there, will Adams defend against the former IEW Champion, or will Rage show why he isn't out of the picture just yet.
Ding Ding Ding
( Adams holds up his title to Rage's face, but Rage just smiles. The ref takes the title, folds it, and shows it to both competitors before handing it over to the time keeper. Adams and Rage go face to face, before Adams backs off and goes to his corner. )
JR- Both men know what is at stake here.
( Rage comes in at Adams for a lock up, but Adams just dodges out of the corner. The two meet in the middle of the ring again. Adams finally singals for a lock up, Rage goes to lock up but Adam kicks Rage in his gut. Adam nudges Rage's face up and sends an elbow into it. Adams rears back and hits another one. Adams throws a forearm and then pushes Rage up to the ropes. Adams hits a hard chop ( Crowd - Whoooo ) Adams backs up and goes for another kick but Rage lunges and forces a lock up. Rage then muscles Adams and throws him to the mat. )
JR- Rage using that weight and power advantage.
Brutus- Thats not his only advantage.
JR- Huh?
Brutus- Rage has Eric Black, but due to tonights earlier events Adams no longer has Shayne Cross.
JR- I highly doubt Rage will have Black help out, he wants to show the crowd he has this on his own.
( Rage quickly follows up dropping an elbow. He picks up Adams and whips him into the ropes, Rage gives him a huge back body drop and then plays to the crowd who pop loudly. Adams holds his back but grabs the ropes and gets back up. Adams comes running at Rage but Rage ducks, comes off the opposite ropes and hits a HUGE clothesline! The crowd pops again. )
JR- I have a feeling this is going to be a high impact, fast paced match.
( Rage pumps up the crowd again. Adams gets to his knees as Rage comes over. Rage goes to pick up Adams but Adams hits a hidden lowblow! )
Brutus- Ha Ha! The ref didn't see it.
( Adams gets up and drives a knee upward into Rages head. Rage stumbles, Adams jumps onto the second rope and hits a springboard dropkick onto Rage! Adams covers ... )
One
TWo
Strong Kickout!
JR- May have been a bit premature for a pin.
Brutus- He was trying to get a quick pin after changing the momentum. Don't judge Adams.
( Adams picks up Rage, Rage comes up with momentum and pushes Adams down. Adams gets up and runs at Rage, to get hit with a huge right hand. Adams gets up again and Rage hits another big right hand. Adams falls to the mat again. Rage picks up Adams and Adams starts slugging back. The two throw a few back and forth punches, but finally Rage ducks one and hits a side effect!! )
JR- Grim Chance!! Could this be over already?
( The crowd does a very light chant of Rage's cover ... )
One
Two
Arm up!
( Rage gets up and tenses up and screams to the crowd, getting them further behind him. Adams gets to his hands and knees. Rage is still playing to the crowd. Adams comes off the ropes trying to get Rage while he isn't looking, Rage turns around just in time and catches Adams hitting a T-Bone Suplex!! Rage gets up right away and stalks Adams. Adams grabs the ropes and turns around into a Rage capture suplex!!! )
JR- T-bone Suplex! Capture suplex! The crowd is going wild.
( Rage covers .... )
One!
Two!
Adams gets his arm up again.
Brutus- This is ridiculous, give Adams a break.
( Rage pulls Adams up into a piledriver/powerbomb posistion. But Adams rolls out and school boys Rage .... )
JR- School boy!
One
Two
( Adams pulls the tights ... )
Thr... Rage powers out!!
JR- HE cheated!
Brutus- Aww quit your whining, he didn't get the pin.
( Adams pulls Rage up and throws him into the ropes. Rage comes back and hits a big shoulder tackle! Adams hits the mat hard. Rage pulls Adams up again but this time Adams gives Rage a HARD slap into the face. Rage holds his face, Adams takes advantage hitting a quick russian leg sweep!! Adams gives Rage a stiff kick to the ribs. The crowd really starts getting on Adams. )
JR- The crowd was really behind Rage, and now it seems Adams is getting eaten up since he stopped Rage's momentum.
( Adams pulls up Rage, Rage pushes Adams off ... the crowd pops ... Rage comes off the ropes but Adams drops to the mat and hits a drop toe hold on Rage! Adams turns it right away into an STF!! Adams face goes red before Rage. )
Brutus- Adams face is red! That just shows how much pressure he's putting into this move.
( Rage's hands start flailing about. The crowd seems to be on the edge. Rage is reaching blindly, Adams keeps the move on tight. )
JR- Rage really came in here with a lot of power and momentum, this match has been short but extremely fast paced and hard hitting. I think Adams realized he needed to change the match's momentum if he wants to retain.
Brutus- And I think this might make Rage tap.
( Rage is still flailing about as Adams is screaming for Rage to tap. )
JR- Adams is desperate for Rage to tap here.
Brutus- Are you kidding? Rage is the desperate one ... GIVE UP Rage!!
( Rage pushes his body up with his hands and with all his strength he rolls. Adams is now back flat on the mat, awkwardly holding onto the move. Adams lets go and rolls out from under Rage. Rage starts to get up, slower now, Adams gets
a running start and hits a knee into Rage's face! Adams pulls up Rage and sets him up for a Fishermans suplex, Rage breaks it and throws up Adams bringing him back down into a Spinebuster!! Rage hooks a leg and crawls over Adams body for
a pin ... )
ONE!
TWO!
Thr... No Adams gets his arm up again!
JR- Wow this is close.
( Rage gets up and signals to the crowd for the X-tremity Maker, his back is to Adams. Adams jumps up with a burst of energy and hits a diving reverse DDT! Adams rolls off getting his breath. )
Brutus- Adams out of nowhere! Thats my man!
( The ref stands over both competitors, nether has stood up. The ref begins a count .... One .... Two .... )
JR- I doubt either competitor will let his match end in a double count out.
( Three ... Four .... Adams starts to sir .... Five ... Rage follows suit .... Six ... Both men get to their base .... Seven ... Both men grab ropes and stand up ending the count. Rage and Adams come at each other with bliding speed, Rage turns Adams momentum into a belly to belly flip suplex!!! The crowd pops! Rage jumps on the mat and then climbs the turnbuckle. Rage stands straight up on the turnbuckle and signals for a big move. )
Brutus- Oh no!
JR- Rage got the better of Adams and now has him down for a finish. This move could be the end ...
( Rage comes off with a shooting star press, the crowd lights up with camera flashes ... )
JR- This could be it ....
( Adams rolls at the last minute and Rage hits the mat face first! Crowd- Ohhhh!)
Brutus- Yess!!!
( Both men lay flat on the mat, Adams pulls the ropes and gets to his base, looking dazed. All of a sudden the crowd starts making a comotion, the crowd splits as someone is walking through the crowd. )
JR- Whose coming out of the crowd?
( Malachi emerges from the crowd. He climbs over the guard wall and points toward Brutus, giving him a little pat on the back. )
Brutus- Get your hands off me. What the hell business does he have being down here.
JR- Hmm, I dont know, maybe being screwed out of the title two weeks ago?
( Malachi walks up to the ring. Adams is standing all the way now, Rage is still knocked out on the mat. Adams points toward Malchi and starts bad mouthing him. Malachi just smiles. The crowd pops as Rage jumps up, Adams turns around into a kick to the gut, Rage lifts Adams in a stalling suplex ... )
JR- Could this be it ... could this be The End!
( Rage drops Adams into a high impact DDT!!! )
JR- It is ... its THE END!
( Rage covers Adams, the crowd chants the pin ... )
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
Ding Ding Ding
The Mic- Your winner and NEW IEW Intercontinental Champion ... RAGE!!!
( The crowd pops and starts a Rage chant. Adams is lying back flat on the mat,
eyes closed. )
JR- Wow Brutus, we have a new champion! This could be forshadowing for the mainevent.
Brutus- Shut up Jimmy, theres no way two of my favorite wrestlers are going to lose in one night.
(Rage is handed the title belt by the referee. He looks at it for a moment, before putting on a huge smile on his face and hoisting it above his head as the fans go wild. As he continues to show off the belt, the crowd starts to stir as they notice Malachi has entered the ring. )
Brutus: Uh-oh, this could be a short lived celebration!
(Rage turns around and looks straight at Malachi, who is just standing there looking back at him. After a few seconds where nothing happens, Mal puts on a smile and claps at Rage in recognition of his win, causing the fans to go nuts.)
Brutus: Oh dear god, this is sickening me…..
JR: Oh be quiet, this is a fantastic display of respect amongst professionals!
(Malachi stops clapping after a few seconds and then turns his view to the defeated body of Adams. He then says “Welcome to your karma, Adams” before putting on his trademark smirk, turning round and going backstage again, all the while Rage watches Mal. He then turns back towards the fans in attendance and continues to celebrate.)
JR: Well that’s surely a sign of things to come. Mal isn’t quite done with Adams, but he wants Rage to know as much as he applauds his win over Adams, that he’s gonna be after the Intercontinental Title very soon.
Brutus: Whatever. I just hope Adams exterminates that little bastard before he gets the chance to get his hands on that title! He’ll get his soon enough, mark my words!
Jimmy: Well, here we are for the main event of the night and what a night it has been so far.
Brutus: That’s right Jimmy. Now we get to watch a classic bout in the making. This is going to be a battle for the IEW World Heavyweight Championship in, get this, a Street Fight.
Jimmy: As much as I hate to agree with this kind of match, this is what needs to be done. You can tell that it’s going to be brutal though.
Brutus: Oh, I know. Let’s find out.
*We go to the ring where we see Mic in the middle of the ring. He puts the mic to his mouth.*
Mic: Now it is time for this IEW Mayhem MAIN EVENT. This match is a street fight and scheduled for ONE FALL. Also, it is for the IEW WORLD Heavyweight championship. The loser will have to fight in a wrestle-off match against Crocodile next week on Mayhem. Entering first, the challenger. He weighs in at 335 lbs. He is MARCUS “CHAOS” MCLARKIN!
*The lights faintly dim into complete darkness as eerie chamber music plays, grey smokes emotes from everywhere video screen comes on with pictures of destruction and murder are seen pictures of war, fire and death as the images fade out into sinister laughing. The giant video screen lights up with a huge fireball rips through Earth, suddenly the lights brightly flash on "Better To Reign in Hell" by Cradle of Filth hits the speakers as a 6'10" man wearing white leather pants with a Red skull covering most of his left leg, on his right there’s a picture of a devils skull laughing with flowing red hair. On back of the pants near the tailbone there a picture of a skeleton of an Angel. Marcus walks to the ring, one scar on the left side of his face from his mid-fore head to down around his left ear, one from his right ear to his chin and various smaller scars litter his face, one across his nose and smallers about his forehead and chin and large deep scars over his body. Marcus walks to the ring deep in thought.*
Jimmy: Marcus looks ready to try to take the title from Hugh.
Brutus: Yeah. You know he’s going to go after that hurt knee of Hugh’s. I’m sure…
*The lights go off and floodlights begin erratically shining all over the arena and over the crowd. A strobe light lights up the wrestlers’ entrance and out steps a man dressed entirely in black. Two blindingly white pyros go off on either side of the ramp and the arena lights come back on revealing a strikingly familiar character. The black trench coat is wide open and flowing, revealing black tights and boots and a black, form fitting shirt with two eerie white eyes staring back out at the audience. The Watchman still has his new black, shiny, pullover mask with silver rimming around the eyes and mouth.*
Jimmy: WATCHMAN! Why am I not surprised?
Brutus: That’s good to see. With the amount of wrestlers on Bristic’s tail lately, Chaos, Walker, Croc, Love, Downfall, and Doyle it was smart of him to rehire his old bodyguard to keep of his adversaries at bay.
Jimmy: That goon is only here to protect Hugh Bristic’s fragile title reign.
Mic: His opponent, the IEW World Heavyweight Champion, and he weighs in at 230lbs. He is HUGH BRISTIC!
*Hugh comes out to Pomp & Circumstance (the cliché graduation song); he comes out of the back and makes a slow confident limping walk down to the ring with a big smile on his face. The IEW World Title around his waist. He also has a knee brace on his knee.*
Jimmy: That knee brace around Hugh’s knee is just like a bullseye to Marcus.
Brutus: More appropriately, its blood to sharks. Blood being that weak knee of Hugh’s. Of course, that would make the shark, Marcus.
DING! DING! DING!
*The two men exchange blows in a fistfight. Watchman just watches this. Marcus then executes a Bearhug. Hugh begins to yell. Hugh, quickly, rakes Marcus’ eyes. Marcus releases. Hugh then kicks Marcus in between the legs. Hugh then goes and grabs his belt. He slides back in the ring and climbs up top. Then he jumps off and uses the belt in place of a chair for an Arabian face buster than nails Marcus. He covers.*
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*Marcus clotheslines himself and Hugh out of the ring. Marcus begins to stomp at Hugh’s ribs. Marcus begins to pick Hugh up and then Hugh gives Marcus a low blow. Then he begins to punch him. They begin to head up the ramp. Marcus then hits Hugh back and whips him into the wall on the stage. Marcus then grabs Hugh’s knee with the brace and slams it against the wall. Hugh screams and holds his leg. Watchman is also following them.*
Jimmy: This match has left the ring and his heading to the back.
Brutus: I know and no one is bleeding yet.
*Marcus picks up Hugh and slams him into the wall again. This time Hugh crawls behind the drape. Marcus follows, as does Watchman. Marcus grabs Hugh’s braced knee and gives it a big Knee smash. Hugh rolls, grabbing his leg. Marcus then locks in a leg lock. Hugh then reaches wildly, while creaming out in pain. Hugh’s obviously not trying to tap. Watchman finds a steel chair and sits down. He fills a paper cup full of coffee and begins sipping it while watching this match. Hugh grabs a broken ring bell and begins to hit Marcus. Marcus begins to bleed as he releases and grabs Hugh. He bounces his head off a chest and they begin to get near a television. Marcus grabs a steel chair. Hugh then executes a high dropkick that knocks Marcus down. Hugh then grabs some television wires and begins to choke him out.*
Jimmy: I think I’ve seen everything. Lion disrespected who he used to be now Watchman is not even interfering. What interest does he have in this match?
Brutus: I don’t know. Maybe he’s just picking his moment. But I’ll tell you this. Besides the ref, he has the best seat for this match. Now back to what Hugh is doing, this is just great. He’s being smart by trying to keep the big man, Marcus, off his feet.
Jimmy: Yeah well all of this “intelligence” by Hugh would get him disqualified in a regular match. Yet since there is nothing regular about this match, I can’t really say anything about the conduct. However, this is one brutal contest for one goal in mind, the IEW World Heavyweight title.
Brutus: Right you are Jimmy. Now back to the action.
*Marcus begins to go limp the ref raises his hand once and it falls. Then he raises it again, but to no avail. Then he raises it another time and Marcus grabs the ref’s hand. Then Marcus grabs the ring bell that Hugh had earlier used and begins hitting Hugh in the head with it. Hugh releases and Marcus begins to work on Hugh’s mid section with various kicks, stomps, and closed fists. Then Marcus hurls Hugh out of a door. The ref follows and Watchman follows with the chair, a donut, and his coffee. They are now in the food court, as Marcus continues to hit Hugh. Hugh then makes his way over to the cotton candy stand. He blocks one of Marcus’ punches, grabs his head, and puts it in the machine. When Marcus gets up, his head is covered in cotton candy. Hugh takes a piece and eats it.*
Jimmy: That was the weirdest weapon I’ve seen used.
Brutus: Aw man. I wanted some cotton candy.
*Marcus just takes the cotton candy and puts it on the counter. Then he goes after Hugh. Watchman walks over and picks up the cotton candy. He begins eating it. Marcus grabs the hot butter form the popcorn guy and sprays it right in Hugh’s face. Hugh lets out a scream as Marcus grabs him and hurls him into another door where we are finally outside. Watchman sets his seat down to watch the action. Hugh, finally having his sight back, begins to exchange blows with Marcus. They make their way into the street, some cars honking loudly as they swerve out of the way. Marcus goes for a standing ax handle smash, but Hugh gives him a Three Stooges type of eye poke as Marcus just gets out of the street. A car comes toward him at full speed, Hugh then jumps out of the way. Then the car slams into another car, which was stopped at a red light. As Hugh stands up, Marcus comes from behind and hits him with a pipe in the back/rib area twice. As Hugh spins around, Marcus slams him again this time in the ribs then kicks him in the nuts as Hugh falls to his knees, and then Marcus slams the pipe over Hugh head splitting him open. Marcus then hits a jumping sit-down powerbomb onto the car. Marcus then goes to the staff entrance.*
Jimmy: Hugh and Marcus are now busted open. You can see how brutal this match is getting and Watchman STILL isn’t doing anything.
Brutus: But Marcus is doing something. You know he’s going to get something, but I just can’t wait to see what it is.
*Marcus comes out with a ladder and a steel chair. Marcus goes over to the car and smacks Hugh in the head with the chair. Then he sets up the ladder. The driver gets out of the car, cell phone in hand, and begins yelling. Marcus, ignoring this climbs to the top of the ladder.*
Jimmy: No wonder the car almost hit Hugh. See folks, that’s one reason why you shouldn’t talk on your cell phone while driving.
Brutus: Yeah. Now let’s see what Marcus is going to…oh no…
*Marcus jumps off with a standing leg drop. He hits it and the horn begins to wail loudly.*
Crowd: HOLY [CRAP]! HOLY [CRAP]! HOLY [CRAP]!
Jimmy: Oh my! What a devastating move that was!
Brutus: Yeah. But I don’t know if that guy’s insurance is going to cover what Marcus did to Hugh on his car.
*Both men are down. Watchman heads back inside and comes back out with an extra large beer and a big tub of popcorn. He sits down and begins eating it. Marcus begins to get up, as does Hugh. Marcus goes after Hugh who just kicks him in the groin again. Then Hugh takes Marcus down with a choke. Then he chokes him as he tries to pin.*
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*Hugh grabs the chair and then climbs part way up the ladder. When Marcus gets up, Hugh comes off the ladder with a chair shot sending Marcus down. Then Hugh picks Marcus up and Marcus begins to fight back. Hugh then kicks Marcus in the groin again and gives him a DDT onto the chair. Hugh then grabs the trashcan and sets it up. When Marcus gets up, Hugh puts the trashcan on Marcus and then quickly grabs the steel chair and whacks the trashcan. Marcus goes down. Hugh yells out “I just took out the trash!” Hugh then stares at Watchman, who is still drinking his beer and eating the popcorn. Marcus begins to get out of the trashcan as Hugh stomps on him. Marcus then grabs his leg and hits him with a punch to the groin that hunches Hugh over. Then Marcus quickly hits Apply a standing arm wrench pulled into a gore. (Picture The Rock reversing a whip with an arm wrench pulling the opponent in for a DDT. Like that but with a gore) onto the car and then he falls down along with Hugh because he hit his head on the car door.*
Jimmy: CHAOS CONVERTER onto the car! It was a desperation maneuver. That car has dents and blood on it now. That’s not just from the accident either.
Brutus: Yeah this is a great match. Oh great the cops are here. They might ruin this match. No, wait here comes Pussy Valiant to talk to them. Maybe we can continue this.
*Watchman goes back inside and comes out with some nachos. He sits down, as Hugh and Marcus begin to get up, both bleeding profusely. Marcus wipes the blood from his face, as does Hugh. Then Marcus gives Hugh a gut wrench suplex onto the car. Then he begins to slowly go back up the ladder.*
Jimmy: Oh no, Marcus is going to try to jump off the ladder again onto Hugh.
Brutus: After the Marcus vs. Thunder Cat match, I don’t see how you could.
*Hugh gets up and begins climbing up the ladder. They both reach the top and begin an exchange of fists. Then Marcus manages to get an advantage and tries to front suplex Hugh off the ladder, but Hugh blocks it. Then Hugh and Marcus exchange blows again and then the ladder begins to fall, giving away to the action that was taking place at the top of the ladder. They fall onto the car, busting the windshield, and denting the hood even more.*
Crowd: HOLY [CRAP]! HOLY [CRAP]! HOLY [CRAP]!
Jimmy: This match is getting out of hand. But it can’t be stopped until we have a winner.
Brutus: I know. I know I’ve said this before, but this is one of THE most brutal matches ever.
*Marcus begins to get up, as does Hugh. Marcus goes right for the trashcan and smacks Hugh over the head with it. Hugh wavers back and grabs the pipe. Marcus lifts again and Hugh goes right for Marcus’ mid section with the pipe and connects. Then he tries to choke Marcus with it, Hugh is in a camel clutch type position. Marcus then just snap mares Hugh onto the dented chair. Marcus hoists Hugh up and gives him some big knee shots to Hugh’s mid section, as Hugh coughs up blood. Marcus grabs the ladder and places it on Hugh. He climbs up on the car and gives the owner the finger and then he jumps off with an elbow drop. He connects and both men are down again. Watchman just took a picture of the carnage with his cell phone. Then he drinks some more. Marcus gets up and puts the ladder around Hugh’s knee.*
Jimmy: Oh no. He’s trying to injure Hugh for good. The problem is also that IF Marcus wins then that puts Hugh at a disadvantage against Croc next week. Although Marcus, could lose, but that shows you the kind of man Croc would have to face.
Brutus: Why are concerned about next week. Now is this great Match Jimmy.
*Marcus just stomps a few times onto the ladder, each time Hugh yells out in pain. Then Marcus picks Hugh up and whips him into the car. Marcus goes for the Chaos Converter again, but right into the whip, Hugh kicks Marcus in the groin and hits a DDT where Hugh falls back and drives Marcus’ head into his knee brace.*
Jimmy: The GPA! This is over.
Brutus: I wouldn’t say that yet Jimmy.
*Watchman pulls out a crowbar from his trench coat and nails Bristic in the back of the head. Watchman then picks up Bristic and delivers a brainbuster right on the crowbar. Watchman gets up and walks over to Chaos, then picks him up and drags him over on top of Hugh for the pin.*
Jimmy: I can’t believe what I just saw happen. I thought Watchman worked for Hugh.
Brutus: Well, you DO remember that when Marcus was commissioner that Watchman was one of his enforcers.
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DING! DING! DING!
Mic: The winner and NEW IEW World Heavyweight Champion of the WORLD… MARCUS “CHAOS” MCLARKIN!
Jimmy: Hugh has been dethroned as the IEW World Champ. I don’t know what to say, isn’t Marcus the worse of the two evils?
Brutus: I don’t know anything about that. But I DO know what to say. Congratulations Marcus on winning the IEW World Title.
*Watchman raises Marcus’ hand in victory and the two will walk off.*
Jimmy: That was a great match between two of the top competitors here in the IEW.
Brutus: I know. It’s just too bad there’s not another brutal match tonight. Oh well, looks like we’ll have to wait until next week.
Jimmy: Right you are partner. As always, Jimmy Rollins here along with my broadcast partner, Brutus. Please tune in again next week where we will be in Montreal, Quebec, Canada.
Brutus: Right you are Jimmy. See you next week folks.
*End transmission.*
Credits:
Match 1 - Ed Higgins
Match 2 - Josh Fishman
Match 3 - Lonnie Hash