(“All My Life” by the Foo Fighters plays as the opening segment plays. The scene switches to various crowd shots. The camera catches such signs as “Croc’s a Crock,” “Rison’s got a master stroke,” and “You kissed my piss on the Blarney Stone” are shown. The scene then cuts to Jimmy and Brutus.)
Jimmy: Good evening IEW fans and welcome to our post Pay Per View edition of Mayhem. Tonight, we get to see the world and intercontinental champs team up against the number one contenders to their titles. Also, Rage is going up against Matt Rison in a non title match.
Brutus: It’s going to be a great night. We’ve also got Downfall and his Inner Circle comapdres Redd Dogg and Hightower taking on Jason Twisted and the tag champs Dream Team.
Jimmy: But now, we’re going to the ring for out first match!
The Mic: The following contest is schedule for one fall. Coming to the ring first, he hails from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada and he weighs in at 245 pounds… Thunder Cat!
[Music starts up... and the pyro goes off (Goldberg's pyro). 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 (like Macho Man) and stands in the corner facing across the ring.]
The Mic: And his opponent hails from somewhere and he weighs in at 269 pounds… Lion!
[Lights go low as "Welcome to the Jungle", by Guns N' Roses begins to play, at the same time, video shows a gazelle eating the grass. As soon as the beginning words of the first verse begin to be heard, then the lights come up and a huge one-shot blast of pyro erupts, at the same time, a lion grabs a gazelle and drags it to the ground choking it. Lion then enters the arena at a slow focused pace, as the video shows Lion doing his finishers on various opponents. Lion, then climbs atop the apron and enters the ring over the rope one leg at a time. Then moves to the center of the ring where he places his hands over his face and as his fingers curl his teeth start showing as if he is about 2 scream. Then he looks like he roars as he stretches his arms with his fists clenched and his face facing upward and throughout the entire arena a lion’s roar bellows out of the speakers. Lion, from beginning to end of when he looks like he is roaring, an explosion of various pyro goes off all around him and pure white flames flare up from the entrance ramp and turnbuckles, at the same time, the video shows Lion put Johnny Contour through a table via Unleash the Beast and Lion putting Tommy Contour with the Unleash the Beast (both on a split screen on the titantron).]
Jimmy: The bell has rung and it’s time to start!
*Lion and Cat meet in the middle of the ring. They lock up and Lion gets the early advantage. Cat pushes Lion off and into the rope, but Lion bounces back and flatten Cat with a shoulder block. Cat gets right back up and Lion bounces off the ropes again. This time Cat nails him with a standing dropkick. Both men get up and Cat attacks Lion with a series of forearm smashes. Cat whips Lion into the ropes and he takes the larger man down with another dropkick. Cat lifts Lion up and he scoop slams Lion. Cat bounces off the ropes and he nails Lion with a running elbow drop. TC covers.*
1…
Kickout.
Brutus: Easy kick out for the former tag champ.
Jimmy: You’re just loving that, aren’t you?
Brutus: Yes I am!
*TC lifts Lion up and he continues the assault with boots to the gut. Cat back Lion up into the corner and then he hits a series of chops. Cat whips Lion into the opposite corner and then he charges. Lion explodes out of the corner and he destroys TC with a running clothesline. Lion lifts TC up and he hits a bunch of rights to the face. Lion whips TC into the ropes and then he devastates Cat with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Lion covers.*
1…
2…
Kickout.
Jimmy: Thunder Cat kicks out, but it was nowhere near as strong as Lion’s
Brutus: It’s ok. ThunderCat will get his early momentum back and Lion will lose, AGAIN!
*Lion stands up and he drags Cat to his feet. Lion lands a hard right that send TC to the mat. Lion picks him back up and he lands another. Lion stands him up again, and then he whips TC into the corner. Lion runs at TC, but Cat gets his foot up. ThunderCat lifts himself up to the top rope and then he takes Lion down with a flying clothesline. TC crawls over to Lion and he covers.*
1….
2….
Kickout.
Jimmy: Another close call, this time it’s Lion kicking out after the 2 count.
*Cat stands up and he kicks away at Lion’s midsection. Lion stands up amid the boots, but then TC hits a knee lift. Cat picks Lion up and he executes a side suplex. TC climbs to the 2nd rope and he drops an elbow on Lion’s chest. Cat covers again.*
Brutus: Thunder Cat is really taking it to Lion. I don’t think Lion expected this.
Jimmy: No, he probably was, but ThunderCat is bringing his A game.
*Cat lifts Lion up and he goes for an Irish whip, but Lion counters with a short-arm clothesline. Lion picks Cat up and he drives Cat to the mat with a butterfly suplex. Lion picks TC back up and he whips Cat into the ropes. Lion nails Cat in the face with a big boot. Lion climbs up to the top rope and he waits for TC to get up. Cat stands up and he gets takes right back down with a top rope clothesline. Lion covers.*
1….
2….
Thr NO!!
Brutus: ThunderCat just kicked out. Lion is still a loser in my books!
Jimmy: He won’t be if this keeps up!
*Lion picks TC up and he boots him hard in the gut. Lion lifts ThunderCat up, and he proceeds to throw TC to the mat with three consecutive vertical suplexes. Lion gets up and he climbs up to the top. Lion jumps off and he crushes TC with a frogsplash, but he lands in such a way that he actually knees Cat in the groin.*
Brutus: Did you see that? He just cheated!
Jimmy: It was inadvertent!
Brutus: No way it was!
*Lion stays on top for the cover and the ref counts.*
1….
2….
3!!
(DING DING)
Brutus: You know, maybe Lion’s realizing that he needs to pull out ALL the stops to win.
Jimmy: I’m telling you, that’s not his style. He didn’t mean it!
The Mic: The winner of this match….. Lion!
Brutus: Well, it was a tainted victory, but a victory nonetheless.
Jimmy: I think you’re reading way too much into that.
Brutus: Suit yourself.
Khrystal Walker is seen walking down the hall of the arena, looking at the nameplates on the various locker rooms. A massive bandage is on her forehead. She is pulling a pallet jack with a couple of large packages on it. She sees the nameplate "Rizzo" on a door and walks in, leaving the packages at the door.
She looks carefully side to side, and holds her finger to her lips to silence the surprised Heidi, Rizzo's wife.
KW: You know I'm not gonna try anything stupid with you. I like you. It's just your idiot husband and Nick I have trouble in store. I've been looking for gifts ever since I heard your good news.
Heidi: Gifts, you should not have. It vill drive Rizzo crazy!
KW: Then don't tell him. It took me a month to refinish this. It was in a bit of a mess, but I fixed it.
Walker reaches down into a box and pulls out an antique Jenny Lind style baby bed.
H: It is the gorgeous!
KW: Thanks. The other box is all diapers and stuff. You can never have enough of those, they say.
H: You are a strange woman, but thank you.
KW: Just do me a favor, OK? Tell the old man if he scares my daughter again, Momma Moose is gonna settle things quickly with him.
H: I wish you two would get along.
KW: So do I, but what can you do? I tried to help him, but he would rather beat me up than make up with Alec.
H: He has a lot of pride.
KW: Too much, that's why I'm gonna knock it out of him very shortly. Anyway, I gotta go. If you need anything, just ask.
H: Just go, quickly!
Just as Walker leaves, a flush is heard from the bathroom section of the locker room. Rizzo walks out and he sees the gifts at Heidi’s feet. Rizzo looks at her. And then he speaks.
Rizzo: Who gave those to ya?
Heidi: oh, nobody.
Rizzo: Come on, you can tell me.
Heidi: it’s not a big deal.
Rizzo: Why won’t you tell me?
Heidi: Don’t worry about it.
Rizzo Come on!
(Rizzo gives Heidi a look, and then his face changes when it hits him why she’s being secretive.)
Rizzo: That bitch! You’re not keeping this shit.
Heidi: What is your problem?
Rizzo: Heidi, it’s pretty damn clear. Just like with Alec, she’s trying to turn my family against me. She’s being nice to everyone but me because she wants everyone to be on her side. But ya know what? I’m not the one who threw my bro off the roof of a building. F**k this Heidi. This shit’s gonna go.
*The scene cuts back to Jimmy and Brutus.*
Brutus: Walker’s playing head games with a guy who prides himself on confusing his opponents.
Jimmy: And look, he’s frustrated. This isn’t good for him at all.
The Mic: This match is a six man tag team match introducing first they are the IEW World Tag Team Champions…DREAM TEAAAM!
(The arena goes black as "Kashmir" by Led Zepplin starts up. Fog starts to come out of the entranceway and silver lights light up the entrance as Magnum and Dream Man makes there way out from behind the curtain. Tanya is wearing a plaid skirt that looks like a kilt and is so low cut that when she gets in the ring, and of course They walk slowly and calmly down to the ring. They gets to the ring and stands there staring at there opponent's. After a few seconds, Magnum steps onto the ring, grabs the top rope, puts his right leg on the apron and steps up and over the top rope as Dream Man slides into the ring and jumps onto the turnbuckle. Everyone gets a sneak a peek at Tanya plaid thongs as she enters the ring. Magnum climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms. They both steps back and walk to the corner raising there belts up.)
BB- OMG Jimmy, take a look at that I’m in heaven!!!!
JR- Get a hold of yourself Brutus!
BB- But Jimmy, I was never to fond of plaid till now…it wont get out my mind…
(Dream Man peers towards Brutus who is starting to get up, Brutus sees this and quickly sits back down)
The Mic: now making his way next to the ring he is there tag team partner Jason Twisted!!!
("Never Gonna Stop" by Rob Zombie plays on the PA, as Twisted runs out onto the stage, and runs to the edge of the stage and screams something to the fans, a la Edge, then points to the ring.)
"Yeaaaaaahhhh...
INTRO My Durango number 95
Take me to the home
Kick boots
And ultra live
See heaven flash
A horror show
Knock it nice
And smooth
Step back and
Watch it flow yeah
Never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop me..."
(Twisted walks down the ramp, talking trash to the fans at ringside,
then he slides in the ring and raises his arms over his head.)
The Mic- Introducing next is there opponents they are Inner Circle!!!
(The lights go out, as the opening notes to "Smells Like Teen Spirit"
by Nirvana fade onto the PA. Downfall steps onto the stage, facing the
IEW-Tron.)
"Load up on guns and bring your friends,
it's fun to lose and to pretend,
she's over bored and self assured,
Oh no,
I know a dirty word
(He assumes a reverse-Raven pose, arms held out on either side, head leaned back, and he screams something to the crowd. Then, he spins around to
face the ring, as the rest of the Inner Circle joins him.)
"Hello, hello, hello, how low?
hello, hello, hello, how low?
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious,
Here we are now,
entertain us,
a mulatto, an albino,
a mosquito, my libido..."
(Michelle, in front of Downfall, rubs his chest. Redd Dogg to the left,
Does a slight Crip walk dance. In the back, Hightower raises his hand (like
the Big Show). In the middle, Downfall raises his arms into a crossed wrist
"X" symbol. When his wrists touch, sparks shoot 15 feet from the stage.)
"And I forget just what it takes,
and yet I guess it makes me smile,
I found it hard, its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, never mind..."
*Downfall and the Inner Circle make their way to the ring, Downfall
lets Michelle in first. She gets in the typical woman way, to the delight of
the males in the audience.*
Ding!!! Ding!!!
*Downfall is goes straight at Twisted, not holding back anything and levels him with a stiff close line. He's goes straight to work on Twisted's back begins by dropping a knee across Twisted back followed by three elbows. Downfall locks in a body lock trying to rip at Twisted back for an early submission*
Brutus- Downfall is trying to end this quick!
JR- Its all about revenge, Twisted cost Downfall the Anarchy Title!
Brutus- What is this oh no!
* Outside the ring the ring Michelle and Tanya begin arguing which quickly turns into a cat fight, this calls out HighTower and Redd Dogg and Dream Team who go at it outside the ring. Michelle and Tanya over falling over the barricade into the crowd. The crowd erupts into a frenzy all trying to see the females*
(Camera switches back to the ring as the ladies disappear into the back)
Brutus- That was horrible…I hope there alright!
JR- Lets get back to the match at hand!
* Back inside the ring Twisted has fought out of the body lock and is battling Downfall into a nearby turnbuckle. Twisted catches Downfall by sitting him for a Even flow DDT. Downfall catches the ropes as they go down forcing Twisted hard to the mat. Downfall takes the pin as Twisted holds his head in pain*
Stevenson!
One….
Two….
Thre
* Stevenson stops the count as Magnum blind tags himself in and takes over control on Downfall pummeling him around with lefts and rights. Downfall finally catches one of Magnums arms and pulls it behind his back with an arm wrench and bends and twists it, he forces him to the mat and jumps tagging in Hightower, storms into the ring, close lines Magnum in back of the head and knocks Twisted off the apron. Hightower forces Magnum up into the air with a giant body press and drops him across his knee stomach first.*
Brutus- That is a giant of a man!
Jimmy- Truly one of the powerhouses of the IEW!
Brutus- No, Jimmy.. powerhouse look what Marcus did to Gorilla last week that’s power!
* Hightower has Magnum back up and has him by the hair pushing him into the ropes, hitting him in the chest with several hard slaps (the crowd is heard with the oh’s) Hightower locks Magnum in a reverse full nelson and lifts him up with his hands under his chin and carries him around the ring. Magnum’s hand wailing around. Hightower drops him with a modified full nelson baldo bomb*
Jimmy- My word what the hell was that!
Brutus- That was huge!
* Hightower leaves the fallen Magnum and tags in Redd Dogg, Magnum crawls to Dream Man and tags him in, they both bolt towards the center of the ring going at it head to head with rights and lefts. They finally break away from each other circling around the ring, they take off towards each other. Dream Man goes for “The Lady Killer” but it goes past Redd Dogg head missing as Redd connects with “The Street Sweeper”. Redd Dogg stands taunting Dream Man to stand he catches Dream Man setup for “The Last Temptation”*
Brutus- Is he going to do it and put him away!
Jimmy- Not today!
* Twisted spears Redd Dogg down and mounts him with punches. Referee Stevenson forces Twisted out of the ring as Dream Man stumbles to Magnum tagging him in. Redd Dogg tags in Downfall who books across the ring, dropping Magnum with a close line, Downfall forces Mangum back up to his feet kneeing him several times in the gut and whipping him hard into the ropes. Downfall tries from a drop kick but Magnum has caught himself in the ropes he kicks Downfall in the face as he tries to situp. Magnum lifts Downfall up placing him up for the Jacknife. Twisted blind tags himself in*
Brutus- Last Call!! Last Call!
Jimmy- Its going to be over here!
* Magnum blats Downfall with the power bomb and hooks the leg for the cover, Referee Stevenson tells him he can’t because Twisted is the legal man. Magnum enraged stares Twisted down and exit’s the ring and they start arguing. Downfall whips Twisted into the Inner Circle corner. Dream Man argues with Stevenson as the three members of Inner Circle put a stomping on Twisted as the Referee turns around Downfall is dragging Twisted. Downfall ravages Twisted with several punches to the face and throws him up into a Samoan drop position. Downfall runs jumps and spins hitting the “TWISTER”. Downfall tags in Hightower who towers over Twisted who is pulling himself up by the ropes. Hightower grabs down towards Twisted who forces Hightower into the top rope. Twisted quickly stands and tries to tag in Dream Man who refuses the tag by backing away from the ropes. Twisted frustrated turns into a giant big boot by Hightower which nearly turns him inside out, he finishes him off with the “Hang Time” and drags him back by one hand to Inner Circle corner where he tags in Redd Dogg.*
Brutus- They are working over that trader Twisted!
Jimmy- Dream Team is refusing to help there partner, what is with this!
* Redd Dogg takes control of Twisted arm locking in a wrenching form pushing him to the middle of the ring. Twisted reverse it and takes control of Redd Doggs arm and lifts him into the air lets go and drops him into a “Twisted Cut”. Twisted heads towards his corner. Magnum refuses the tag. Downfall hits Twisted from behind who slams into Magnum tagging him in. Dream Man throws a punch which is blocked by Downfall who back elbows Twisted and then pushes Dream Man off the apron. Twisted recovers and tries to takes control of Downfall, they go through many lock ups till Twisted whips Downfall to the ropes, goes for a clothesline, Downfall ducks, and wraps around Twisted's arms in a crucifix position, then pulls him backward with added force, driving his head into the mat.*
Brutus: What the hell was that?
JR: He calls that the Hydra Driver!!
*Magnum and Dream Man try to get in the ring, Hightower and Redd Dogg clothesline them, and they all go tumbling out of the ring. Downfall looks over the ring ropes he turns right into a groggy Twisted who kicks Downfall in the stomach, flips him upside down, and signals for a tombstone piledriver.*
JR: Brain Damage! He's calling for it!!
(Downfall wiggles his way free, sliding from Twisted's shoulder down to his back. Then he pushes Twisted to the ropes, and when he comes off, connects with a stiff superkick.)
Jimmy: Beast Kick! Beast Kick to Twisted!!
*Downfall grabs his legs, and going for a Walls of Jericho-like submission. Twisted struggles, but Downfall succeeds in turning him over. Dream Man tries to get back in the ring, but Redd Dogg pulls him back out and gives him a DDT onto the concrete.*
Jimmyt-Downfall has the Dark Backward locked in to Twisted, will he tap?
*In the ring, Twisted holds on as long as he can, but is forced to tap out to the submission*
Brutus: He had to, there was no way out of it!
Ding!!! Ding!!! Ding!!!
The Mic: And the winner as a result of a submission, the team of Redd Dogg, Hightower and Downfall... the Inner Circle!!
(Downfall isn't satisfied, he chokes Twisted using the bottom rope. The ref tries to hold him back, but Downfall jumps at him, scaring him off, as Downfall applies the The Dark Backward again. Twisted screams in pain, as the ref orders the bells rung again and again.)
Brutus: Downfall has lost it, the match is over!!
JR: This is payback for Twisted screwing Downfall out of the Anarchy title!!
(Finally Downfall lets go, as 3 more referees and officials pull him away from Twisted. Downfall is led up the ramp, screaming "This isn't over, bitch! You hear me Jason! Next time I'm taking a piece of your ass!!" The scene cuts backstage in the parking garage. Rizzo is directing some guys who are hauling the stuff left by Khrystal Walker. Rizzo has a boom box in one hand and an axe in the other plus a backpack on his shoulder. . He points with the axe to where the guys should drop the stuff. They oblige and he dismisses them. Rizzo puts the radio down and he hits play on the CD player. “Still” by the Geto Boys plays as Rizzo circles the gifts. He drops the backpack, and then he sizes the bed up. Rizzo swings and he brings the axe down on the bed, breaking it in two. Rizzo proceeds to destroy the bed with axe shots with stomps mixed in here and there. Rizzo drops the axe and he picks the backpack up. He pulls out a can of lighter fluid and a book of matches. Rizzo unloads the fluid onto the diapers. Rizzo takes a couple steps back and then he strikes a match. Rizzo throws the match onto the diapers and they go up in flames. Rizzo walks away as some crew members rush the scene with extinguishers.*
Brutus: He’s totally freaking lost it.
Jimmy: I think Walker’s actually gotten under his skin.
Brutus: Agreed.
Jimmy: For now, we have a match to get to.
Mic: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall. The challenger, making his way to the ring, “The Right Hand Man” MATT RISON!!!
*"A.D.I.D.A.S." by Korn fills the arena. Matt Rison walks out from behind the curtain pumping his right hand in front of him. He then stops and looks at his right hand before shaking it viciously up and down as if to be cleaning it off. He then makes his way down to the ring trying to get high fives from the crowd, but no one gives him one so he looks at the crowd holding his arms out like "what gives?" as he continues to walk to the ring. He climbs in and up onto the second rope where he does his "Jacked Up Dance" as cameras flash from several places in the arena before hopping back down to the mat.*
JR: Matt Rison wants to show the world why he is extreme enough to take the Anarchy Title away from Rage.
B: He should also show us why he threw his match last week! That was a ripoff!
Mic: And our very own Anarchy Champion, here is RAAAGE!!!
*"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 a huge ovation from the 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 but the second he rolls into the ring he jumps up onto the turnbuckle and begins to scream and pose for the fans. He hops down to the ring level and gets ready for the match.*
JR: Rage is finally starting to warm up for the fans. Of course, anyone is better than Rison. Hopefully his right hand will never have to touch our new Anarchy Belt.
DING DING DING!
JR: Rage and Rison lock up and Rison gets the better of him and hits a snap mare, then a rear naked choke. The ref counts to five, then Rison lets go. Remember folks, this is only a normal match since the title is not on the line.
B: That stinks, but I suppose Pussy doesn’t want her superstars injured too soon.
JR: Rage gets back up and runs for Rison, but he ducks and Rage runs straight into the ropes where he falls off and onto the apron, then onto the floor! Brutus, I think his head landed the wrong way on the way down. He isn’t moving at all.
B: Rison doesn’t seem to care. He hops down to the floor and hammers away throwing punches and kicks into Rage’s head. The ref gets down as well to check on Rage, but Rison already has Rage up prepared for an Irish whip into the stairs. Rison whips Rage straight into the ref and they both land on the steel steps!
BONG!
JR: I think the ref and Rage are both out cold now. Rison of course realizes this and grabs the Anarchy belt from the bell keeper, particularly touching it with his right hand. Oh no, now we’ll need to polish it again!
B: Rage slowly gets up, but Rison charges at him and whacks him in the skull with the Anarchy Belt! Then Rison tosses the belt away and throws Rage onto the mat. Rison climbs up to the top rope, and then he destroys rage with a the Jacke dFist drop! The ref comes to the he climbs into the ring. Rison covers and the ref counts.
1....
2....
3!!
(DING DING!)
Mic: The winner of this match..... MATT RISON!
*"A.D.I.D.A.S." by Korn kicks in again as Rison celebrates his tainted win in the face of the fallen Rage. He then goes up the ramp trying to get a few high fives, to no avail.*
JR: Rison should be ashamed of himself! Rage is still lying on the mat unconscious.
(The scene switches to Trevor Adams sitting on a chair in the locker room. He looks to be nearly ready for the match coming up later on in the evening. he's bent over lacing up his boots but looks up acknowledging the camera now in his face. He smiles smugly. Before he begins, Shayne Cross suddenly pops into the frame with a clipboard. He reads.)
Cross: Due to the subjective nature of the following comments, we would just like to reitterate that comments heard in this segment are not that of IEW or it's sponsors. They are solely the opinion of Trevor Adams and they shall remain that. Thank you.
Adams: Ladies and gentlemen in just a short while your truly will be heading out to that ring to once again become the highlight of the night and what you all paid your hard earned money to see. However before that happens I just want to address a couple of... how we say... issues. That certain people involved in this little tag team match seem to have with me. First of all, Hugh Bristic and Marcus McLarkin I really really wish you two would shut the hell up for just a second and think before you talk. I expected it from Marc but not you Hugh. You're a smarter man than that... You have the gall to come out and preach to the world that Trevor Adams is not a team player, That Trevor Adams is not going to be able to carry the ball in this match.... That Trevor Adams... will loose.
(He slides his hands through his hair and nods his head.)
Adams: Typical. Typical that two men who are supposedly on top of their game right now don't even have enough forsight to go in and study their oponents. Now I'm the last person on the planet that gives a damn about the people sitting in the crowd but even they know that I've had more tag team success over the course of my career than almost anyone in this company. Should that matter to you? It probably should. Does it? Hell no. Why? Because you've both got your belts shoved so far up your asses that you think nothing can touch you and that's just fine! If you're happy being the hunted then I'm more than happy being the hunter. I ask you to think... and you especially McLarkin because for you it's your immediate future. What would you do without the thing that means the most you? What would you do? I suggest you think long and hard about that my friend, because before you know it, next week will be here and you're going to be staring down the barrel of a loaded rifle.
(Adams smiles sadistically.)
Adams: And tonight.... Tonight both of you are going to get a taste of just what's coming to you. You can run your mouths all you want about how team work is going to win you the match and how you have respect for eachother and how the rumour is that myself and my partner are going to implode. Go on believing that. As much as I think that Croc is a big mass of wasted potential I know he's got something that neither of you seem to have right now. That fire... that burning desire to be the best. As much as he whines at least I know where he stands and I... yes I respect that. I know he's going to pull his weight because we have a common goal. Each and every one of us knows that "the people" don't care about this match, even though they don't even deserve to see it. They won't admit it. The fact of the matter is that whether either you Chaos, or you Hugh Bristic want a say in the outcome, you do not. Trevor Adams will NOT be denied and our TEAM will get the job done by any means necessary. I regret nothing, never have, never will. You two are going to regret the day you raise questions you don't want the answers to. Keep drinking your brandy boys. You fit in well with the rest of these alcholic, potato farming, wife beating bastards who call themsleves Irish.
(Adams does the "pretend phone" with his thumb and pinky finger.)
Adams: Hello?! Bono? Yeah it's Trevor Adams! We're in Dublin tonight. You might want to start writing a new song. What? You already have? Even better than the real thing? You wrote that about me? Aw gosh you shouldn't have. Thanks buddy!
(Adams stands up and looks directly into the camera.)
Adams: Are you ready boys? Because I am. I don't care who you are, what you've accomplished and who you slept with to get there. Step into that ring and if you can't get the job done it's no-one's fault but you own. Deal with that...
(Adams shoves the camera out of the way ans storms out of the room followed by Shayne Cross who motions to the cameraman to cut the scene..)
JR: Here we are, at the main event. The champions versus the number one contenders. This is sure to be a first class match.
Mic: The following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE FALL. Entering first, weighing in at 233 lbs and he is the IEW World Heavyweight Champion. He is HUGH BRISTIC!
*Hugh comes out to Pomp & Circumstance (the graduation song), quickly running out to the stage and motioning to the crowd to cheer for him. He makes a walk down the aisle, with an air of pure confidence, nodding his head at people in the crowd. He slides into the ring where he taunts the crowd some more.*
JR: What an egotistical pig. Egotistical is cocky, Brutus.
B: Oh. Well, he has a right to be Jimmy. He IS the World Heavyweight champion.
Mic: And his partner, the IEW Intercontinental Champion, from parts Unknown. 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 emits 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 tail bone 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*
JR: He looks like he's very confident.
B: He should he did something no one else did. He took out the Beastly Squad, single handedly.
JR: If so, then the Beastly Squad wouldn't be here. Since they are still here, then that means that he failed now didn't it?
B:....
JR: That's what I thought.
Mic: Their opponents, entering first, and weighing in at 230 lbs. He is CROCODILE!
*The lights dim and a green fog covers the arena as "Welcome to the Jungle" plays in the background. Crocodile enters the arena just as the music starts rocking, accompanied by a few strobe light flashes, as in a strike of lightning. He wears green and black face paint along with a crocodile-head-shaped headdress with a scaly cape attached. Crocodile walks calmly to the ring with determination in his eyes. As Crocodile enters the ring, he shows off his agility by crouching on the top rope and somersaulting into the ring. Then Croc stands in the middle of the ring and lifts up his hands as green flames slowly protrude out of the four turnbuckles. Then, Crocodile throws his hands to his side, and the flames suddenly extinguish as the music stops and the lights turn back on. Then Crocodile takes off his headdress/cape, ready for the match.*
JR: Here is the lightest man of the Beastly Squad and number one contender to the IEW World Title.
B: Yeah, but he's still hurt from what happened last week at Seoul Survivor.
Mic: His partner, weighing in at 252 lbs, and being accompanied by Shayne Cross. He is “CLASS ACT” TREVOR ADAMS!
*The lights in the arena drop and the crowd rise to their feet. A chorus of boo's follow as the opening chords to "Clubbed to Death" by Rob D echo through the building. As the heavy bass line picks up the familiar white strobe lights start flashing around the entranceway. Shayne Cross comes out first carrying a black briefcase and a clipboard. He rips off his sunglasses and reveals a passionately focused face as he turns around and points to his client, making his way from the back. Trevor slowly strides out wearing a pair of orange Oakley's and a long black leather jacket. The two men slowly make their way down the aisle in a bath of white light as blue and red spotlights roam the rest of the building. Adams pauses for a moment at the mouth of the entrance way and turns to a young fan holding an "I <3 Sean Dubose" sign. He points and laughs out loud at it before ripping it from the child's hands and tossing it on the ground.*
JR: What a bully! Just threw that poor kid’s sign to the ground.
B: What are you five?
JR: If I was then you’d be four with that joke.
*Cross makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring as the strobe lights flash overhead. Adams pulls himself up onto the apron to a shower of camera flashes. He turns to look out over the crowd and pumps his right fist before sliding through the ropes to even more boo's. Adams looks over to Croc standing in the corner and as the ring lights come on, pulls of his sunglasses and jacket and gives his partner a stern nod extending his hand as a gesture of good faith for the time being.*
JR: It looks like Trevor wants to try and be on good terms with Croc. Croc doesn't look like he trusts him either. Which I'm not surprised by.
B: Yeah. He's the best of that team though.
DING! DING! DING!
*TA and MM start in the ring. TA stretches a bit then quickly tags in C. C then gets into a fist fight with MM. C then goes and hits a spinning heel kick, but MM only reels back a little bit. MM then gives C a kick in the gut and then kicks out his ankle. Then MM tosses C out of the ring.*
JR: Marcus is just going after the hurt parts of Croc.
B: It's a good way to stop the fast guys from using their speed.
*MM calls out TA and TA gets in the ring, as HB goes to the outside to beat on C. TA and MM begin a fist fight.*
JR: Great now Marcus is trying to take out Trevor while Hugh gets more beatings in on Croc.
B: That's how come they're the champions, Jimmy.
*HB then gets back up on the apron. MM then whips TA to the corner where he hits him with heavy shoulder thrusts. Then MM takes out TA with a spine buster. MM then tags HB. HB gets in the ring, as TA gets up. The two get into a fist fight. MM gets to the outside and begins wailing on Croc again. HB hits a TA with a snap belly to belly suplex. Croc gets up and wails on MM then it becomes a fist fight. TA then gets up and hits Hugh with a short arm clothesline. C then does an enziguri which lands MM on the floor long enough for C to get back in the ring.*
JR: That just shows you not to count out Croc.
B: Yeah but I doubt Trevor is going to like getting back in the ring.
*TA just looks at C as HB steps back. MM gets back to his side. TA whispers something to C and C nods. TA goes back to the apron as HB rushes C. C moves out of the way and when HB turns around C hits him with a flip into pin. Before anything can be done MM comes in and breaks up the pin. MM then kicks C in the gut then goes back to his corner. HB then hits C with a dropkick to ankles where C just hits the mat. HB then hits an elbow to C. HB goes for the cover.*
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KICK OUT!
JR: Close but no cigar.
B: You know you're not allowed to smoke.
JR: Brutus I was NOT talking about that. Besides, that’s not me.
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*HB tries to pick up C. C hits HB in the gut then executes a DDT. C then gets up and drags HB to his corner and C tags in TA and C holds HB's arm up. TA then gives a swift kick to the midsection of HB. Then C goes to the apron. TA and HB have a stare down. TA and HB lock up for a test of strength and it’s even. TA then hits HB with a fisherman's suplex. HB sees MM and tags him in MM runs in and whips TA towards HB. HB hits a clothesline. MM then begins to stomp on TA.*
JR: What a match this has been so far. It’s been back and forth so much.
B: Yes it has. I’m still pulling for the champs though.
JR: Oh no. The Intercontinental champion and the number one contender are in the ring. This is going to be an all out war.
B: Yes! Come on Marcus!
*TA and MM trade shots. MM hits a kick out DDT (Lita Style). Then TA gets up and hits a hard face slap. Then the two just get into one big brawl. HB and Croc get in the ring and all four begin to brawl (HB and C and MM and TA). C and HB get near the ropes where C spinning heel kicks HB and HB flies over the top. C then gets to the top of the turnbuckle.*
JR: IS he going for the 450 splash?
B: I hope not. Hugh, move!
*C hits the 450 splash and those two are down. TA and MM are still duking it out. MM then puts an arm wrench on TA.*
JR: He's going for the Chaos Converter!
B: This could be it, Jimmy.
*TA then reverses and hits a DDT where MM falls on his neck.*
JR: “Dangerous” DDT!
B: It could be over. Hugh stop it!
*C is holding HB's legs so that he can't get into the ring.*
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DING! DING! DING!
Mic: You're winners... the team of "CLASS ACT" TREVOR ADAMS AND CROCODILE
*MM gets up and after he realizes what happens he goes after TA and the two begin brawling again, as does HB and C.*
JR: That was a great match. Oh now we have to worry about the after effects.
B: Marcus hates to lose and Trevor is finding it out the hard way. He will find out more next week, as well.
(Fade out)
Credits:
Match 1 - Jay Flanders
Match 2 - Chris White
Match 3 - Doug Wise
Match 4 - Lonnie Hash