(The scene fades in. The official IEW opening segment plays. The scene switches to the arena. Pyros blast off as “5 Minutes Alone” by Pantera plays. The cameras scan the crowd, showing sides that read “DarkDragon for President” “Walker has a package for me” and “Sean’s got wood” are shown. The scene switches to a segment taped right after the Pay Per View, balls to the wall. Rizzo is walking around backstage with his bloody chair in hand. He’s looking and screaming for one E. G. Mackie. Sean is by his side, pleading with him not to proceed.)
Sean: Look man, you heard Pussy, if you touch Maackie, you’re going to be suspended.
Rizzo: It’s all about the details Sean. She said I couldn’t touch him during the match. The match is over, so now his ass is mine. MACKIE!! YOU MIDGET!!! WADDLE YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!!
(Rizzo turns the corner and he proceeds down the hallway. He stops in front of a door labeled “E. G. Mackie” Rizzo backs up, and then he kicks the door in. Rizzo makes his way into the room. He sees Mackie in front of the mirror. Just before he can nail the guy, he turns around. The man is not Mackie, as evidenced by the goatee half hanging off his face. Rizzo drops the chair and he looks mightily confused. The man is very frightened, as one would be when about to get slammed in the face with a steel chair.*
MAN: NO!!! Pleas do not hurt me.
Rizzo: Who in the hell are you?
Man: I am just a simple Dutch actor paid to play a part tonight. I was given this outfit, this facial hair, and I was told that I’d go out there when the name E. G. Mackie was called.
Rizzo: *nearly foaming at the mouth* Where is Euan.
Man: Who?
Rizzo: THE F****G F**K WHO PAID YOU!! Where is he?
Man: On Holiday.
Rizzo: GOD DAMN IT! This is too goddamned much.
(Rizzo walks out of the room, but not before he slams the chair into the wall out of frustration. Sean shrugs his shoulders at the Dutch actor as he leaves. The scene switches over to Jimmy and Brutus.)
Jimmy: GOOD EVENING IEW fans. Tonight, we’ve got QUITE an event line up for you. We’ve got an Intercontinental Title match AND a 4 way match to see who will be the number one contender ot the World Title.
Brutus: And as you just saw, things between Mackie and Rizzo haven’t even begun to start. Rizzo better be careful. Mackie could be setting him up for a HUGE trap!
Jimmy: You’re right about that. Mackie is as clever and calculating as they come.
Brutus: But before that…..
"All Abroad" Black Sabbaths Crazy Train hits the speakers the lights go out and red strobe light flashes to the music. As Ozzy begins to sing I’ Crazy, but that’s how it goes pyros go off above thetitantron. The out cast stands on the stage and looks down to the ring. as he walks towards the ring the lights slowly fade up to blood red, as he enters the ring red smoke comes from underneath. He climbs thru the ropes and there are more pyro explosions from the turn buckles as the lights fade up to normal.
OC: Ladies and Gentlemen of Australia, or, as I would call you, a bunch of thieving bastards!
*Crowd Boo*
Jimmy: their was absolutely no call for that!
Brutus: come on, every one knows that Australia was founded as a British penal colony.
OC: Oh, look the Colonials are getting rowdy again. Damn. Any way, I’m not out hear to talk to a bunch of criminals. I came out hear to fulfil a promise, I promise that I made before Balls. Pleases allow me to introduce to you, First Mrs Jayne Johnson
*a tall thin woman with red hair wearing blue jeans and an IEW T-Shirt comes down the ramp and gets into the ring*
OC: this is C-J Dude’s mother, and of coerce, now his beautiful younger sister Miss Bethany Johnson
*a teenage girl walks down the ramp wearing hipster jeans and a tight T-Shirt saying “I came all the way to Australia and all I got was this crappy T-Shirt and my walled pinched”
OC: I’m sorry you couldn’t make Balls, but I hope you are both enjoying yourself in Australia, I know I’m showing Bethany the time of her life, I hope you weren’t bored Jayne.
*the woman shakes her head*
OC: you said that this is far from over, HA, it is Chris, I win, I have your family, your mother loves me like I was her own son, and your sister is IN LOVE with me, and that is a relationship I hope to consummate after the show
Brutus: OH MY GOD! She has to be about 16
Jimmy: she is legal in the UK, unfortunately
OC: oh yeah, I have us a suite booked in the Hilton tonight, just me and you Bethany, we can make it if we try, just the two of us, you and…
*Whisky in a jar hits the speakers, and C-J Dude with Sammy-Jo walk out onto the sound stage*
CJ: MIKE ENUFF! God dam you, you sick son of a bitch! That’s my sister, you never EVER bring family into wrestling, you invaded my home, and now you plan on seducing my 16 year old sister? That’s it, this has to stop. The sneak attacks, the injuries, I can take that, but my little sister? You would stoop so low as to go after my little sister. Mam, you’re allowing this? What the hell is going on hear? Mike your 20 years of age. Man, you want to go after a little girl? That’s sick man, that’s sicker than any thing I have ever seen in the ring, in wrestling hell in life. That is sicker than those bastards that bullied us at school. You touch her man, and I swear to god I will kill you!
OC: Kill me? Big words little man, you just go to the back and get ready for your match, Bethany and Jayne are sitting ring side, so give them a good show!
*CJ Dude walks to the back as he talks trash to Out Cast. Out Cast exits the ring and he makes his way to the back.*
Jimmy: Well, that was, um, sick.
Brutus: Hey man, only in the U.S. of A. is 16 illegal. Everywhere else, that’s fair game.
Jimmy: You’re disgusting.
( The camera pans the ring and notices the interesting set-up. The ring has a red carpet on it. In the center is a fake fireplace with the fake flickering paper flames with a light underneath it to make the flames look more real. Two wooden chairs sit by the fireplace. A table is also set up with two crystal glasses and a bottle of brandy. All of a sudden "Pomp and Circumstance" the cliché graduation theme hits the speakers the crowd begins booing. Hugh Bristic makes his way to the ring taking his sweet time. The IEW title graces his waist and looks like it was freshly cleaned up for this moment. Hugh Bristic finally makes it to the ring where he enters and picks up a microphone that had been sitting on the table next to the brandy. )
JR- What is going on here Brutus? Whats with this set up.
Brutus- I have no idea, but if it has to do with our champion Hugh, it has to be brilliant.
JR- But...
Brutus- Shhh, hes about to talk.
Hugh Bristic- On March 12th ...
( Hugh stops speaking for a moment as the booing has yet to stop. Asshole chants begin but finally die down. Hugh begins again. )
JR- The crowd is showing Hugh what they think of him.
Brutus- They need to respect the man, hes a damn genius.
Hugh- On March 12th, 1933 President Franklin Delano Roosevelt made his first historic Fireside Chat. It was the first time a President made such an attempt to connect with the American people. And to judge its success you only have to look at his accomplishments. FDR was the only President to be elected more then Two times, and was elected four times in total.
( The crowd is silenced now, trying to figure out where Hugh is going. But
begining to make the connection because of the way the ring ha! s been set up. )
Hugh- FDR used simple analogies and eighty-percent of the vocabulary used was in the 1000 most commonly used words. His goal was to lower him self to the common American level and explain the complexities of government, politics, finance, and war to the common public. I have no doubt that a man like FDR, somewhere down the line is connected to the Bristic family, his success is truly too great to go unnoticed. And isn't is such a coincidence, that just like FDR was the only Three time president, and later four time, of the United States of America, that HERE I STAND the only ... THREE TIME IEW Champion!!!
( The crowd boos loudly but Hugh manages to speak above them. )
Hugh- I have always been a fast learner, hence my success in an Ivy League College. And so I have decided to learn from the Greatest Modern President of our time, and follow in his foot steps. At my press conference earlier this week my intentions of creating a new television segment was announced. In place of IEW advertising time, I have paid for guranteed television time, in an open contract with the IEW. I now present to you, the debut of ... Hugh Bristics Fire Side Chat!! It is here where I will explain to the common fan of how as champion I will direct this company in the right direction. Of how I will lead this company. I will discuss the hottest topics, and bring about the most demanded guests. In this fashion I will be able to keep you, the less intelligent common fan, updated on all aspects of the IEW.
JR- Listen to his arrogance, implying the IEW fans are idiots.
Brutus- If the shoe fits. This is great news, Hugh Bristic is going to spice up the show big time.
( Hugh moves to the edge of the ring, toward the entrance ramp. )
Hugh- Now I introduce my first ever guest on my Fire Side Chats. As would be only fitting, he is one of the IEW's Champions.
JR- That narrows the list.
Hugh- He picked up a huge win at the last PPV.
JR- Hmm, who can it be.
Hugh- He participated in the main event of Balls to the Wall.
JR- Wait a minute, is this going to be who I think it is.
Hugh- He holds an IEW record relating to his title...
JR- It has to be Brutus. It makes sense, hes the IEW International Champion, he beat Rison in a huge match at the PPV, participated as a lumberjack in the main event, and has the record for the longest reigning IEW International Champion, it has to be ... Dark Drag ...
( Pomp and Circumstance hits the speakers again, cutting JR off and leaving him silent in confusion. The crowd seems equally as confused. )
Hugh- He is the IEW Heavyweight Champion ... Hugh Bristic!!
( Hugh parades him self in the ring a bit, unstrapping his IEW title and holding it up for the crowd. )
JR- The arrogance of that man.
Brutus- This is great!
( Hugh finally stops and returns to his mic. )
Hugh- The only way to kick off the biggest and best segment of Mayhem, is to have the biggest and best guest ever. And since I happen to not only be the IEW Champion, but the only multi-time IEW Champion, no one is bigger or better then MYSELF!
( The crowd begins booing again as Hugh smiles a wide grin. )
Hugh- Since day one here, I have not gotten the respect I deserve. When I won my first IEW title, at Road to Conviction, in my third match ever, I was the rookie champ. It was considered a fluke. Legends like Jaye Doyle claimed I didn't beat a champion and therefore wasn’t a champion. The entire IEW was in an uproar, but not a man wanted to admit. Instead they hid their anger and jealousy behind snide remarks, and claims of my lack of legitimacy. Even though I silenced many of my critics, including a victory over that same legend Jaye Doyle. Even though I remained undefeated in singles competition until I lost the IEW Championship. I was considered a one hit wonder, even though my title reign was the second longest title reign in IEW history. And when I did the unthinkable, and became the first and only two time IEW Champion. People still believed it was a cheap win. Even though I only capitilized on the rules of the Asylum of Atrocity. Did people hate the first ever Survivor winner because he made alliances, No. But they sure hated me. And so finally, I have become a Three time IEW Champion. Not only the only person to ever win the title more then once, but now before even another individual managed to tie my first record, I broke another one. What can the jealous say now, what can the over the hill legends say. Absolutely nothing. Because for the third time, I have proved I am the single greatest wrestler in IEW history!
( The crowd absolutely goes nuts at this comment. )
Hugh- So it is with great confidence that I look forward to my title match next week. Against the winner of tonights fatal fourway number one contendership. I have no doubt I will be successful in that title defense. But tonight, I will pay close attention to the match. I will scout my future opponents. Because in reality there is no man who has a true claim on the number one contendership to my IEW Championship!
[Fog enters the arena and the cameras start moving around which leaves everyone in shock and wondering what is going on. The cameras stop moving and stop on the announcers.]
JR: What is with this? I wonder what is going on.
B: I dunno, someone musn't like what's going on.
[Dragon's music plays over the PA and Dragon walks out from behind the curtain and makes his way down to the ring. Dragon walks up the stairs and looks around the arena.]
JR: Well, here is the man we thought he was talking about originally. Looks like business will pick up.
B: Without a doubt on that one.
[Dragon enters the ring and grabs an available mic and walks up to Bristic.]
Dragon: You know, Bristic? I done that favor you asked of me, without question or at least without many questions. You said you'd accept any favor I may need after that and after some long thinking and making sure I had this thought right. I want....
B: A date? A coffee? A beer? A woman?
JR: Shut up, stupid.
B: Hey, I may not have graduated from community college, but doesn't give you the right to speak of my intelligence in a diminutive manner.
JR: What intelligence?
[The camera goes back into the ring as everyone finds out what is going to be said.]
Dragon: I want a shot at that title that you hold around your waist or shoulder. That is the favor I am asking of you now. You did promise me a shot at the title after I helped you with Rage and I did. So, it's time for you to fulfill your end of things. I am the true number one contender in this company for that title, I've shown it more times then you can count. I am the longest reigning champion on one title hold then you have been on your what? 3rd time holding that title. Hell I am the longest reigning champion out of all champions in this company. You've seen what I am capable of, Hugh, it's time for you to get the taste of it.
[Chants of DarkDragon go around the crowd. The cameras pan around and see some signs up. "Dragon for Prime Minister." "Hugh is a kangaroo's punching bag." "Fear the Dragon, Bristic." The cameras come back to the ring.]
Dragon: You'll know what I mean soon, Hugh, when you and I meet for that title, I will be fighting and I will make sure I storm on you like thunder and lightning. I am about to reap the whirlwind, continue to take all the successes that come my way. Fear the Dragon...Forevermore!.
( The crowd is chanting Dragon, Dragon! Hugh looks around confused and a little worried. But in a moment Hughs confidence returns with a smile on his face. )
Hugh Bristic- Id love to help you out Dragon. I really would, I mean you did help me out. But theres a bit of a problem, you see that title around your waist. You can’t hold two championships. So it looks like you should take care of your second tier business before you try to step up to my level. So I hate to break it to you, but that title is a bit of a problem.
( The crowd starts booing. )
Hugh Bristic- When you get problem fixed, then maybe, just maybe we can work something out.
( Hugh smirks and walks right past DD, giving him a quick stare down. Before sliding out of the ring and walking up the ramp. )
Jimmy: WOW! That was intense! DarkDragon has a very good point though.
Brutus; But Hugh, as always, is right. DarkDragon ought to stick to defending his title and not biting off more than he can chew.
Jimmy: God, look at the time. We’ve eaten up this much time and we’ve YET to have a match. So let’s do so!
("Happy" by Mudvayne starts to play as the arena goes pitch black and the crowd hears a man say, "I'm Back And Ready To Destroy''. Then pyros shot up and the lights come back on as Bryan comes down to the ring, walking slowly taunting the crowd. He enters the ring and climbs to the turnbuckle saying, "IM THE MAN AND NOBODY CAN BEAT ME!" He gets off the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.)
Mic: Introducing first, from parts unknown, he weighs in at 320 pounds... Bryan... THE ANIMAL... STRAAAAAAIN!!!
JR: Does Strain look bigger to you?
Brutus: Maybe he's taking steroids. Call Jose Canseco!
Mic: Annnd his opponent... he weighs in at 220 pounds... C-J DUUUUUUDE!!!
(The lights dim, and "Whiskey In The Jar" by Metallica plays as C-J walks to the ring with blue and red lights flashing all over the place, slapping the Fans hands. He enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckles to salute and poses for the fans.)
JR: This should be a great match between two up and comers.
Brutus: Yeah right, this match is gonna suck balls.
(The ref, Tina Garcia calls for the bell as Strain and CJ stare each other down. They get in each other's faces and talk trash for a second before CJ slaps the taste out of Strain's mouth.)
Brutus: Oooh, that wasn't smart.
(CJ unloads on the big man, peppering him with right hands for a second, before Strain grabs him, lifts him up and tosses him into the corner. Strain squashes CJ with a few back elbows, then stomps him to the mat and, using the ropes for leverage, chokes CJ out with his boot. Tina starts a 5-count to a DQ, but Strain breaks immediately. Tina tells him to keep CJ off the ropes, Strain blows her off and goes back to work choking CJ with his boot.)
JR: CJ needs to use his speed advantage to stay away from Strain, he's giving up 100 pounds of muscle to the Animal.
Brutus: He needs to get back to his feet first.
(CJ uses his legs to push Strain off him for a second so he can get up. Strain gathers a head of steam and comes charging at CJ, but CJ performs a sudden low dropkick to Strain's kneecap, and Strain trips, hitting the turnbuckle face first.)
JR: Ooooh!
Brutus: That could leave a mark.
JR: Is everything you say a cliche?
(CJ runs off the ropes and plants Strain with a running bulldog. He drops a few elbow drops to the chest, then goes for a cover.)
1...
2 No Strain kicks out with authority.
Brutus: No way, too early.
(CJ locks on a front headlock, trying to take the wind out of Strain. Strain is still trying to get to his feet. Tina asks if he gives up, but Strain refuses. Finally, Strain gets to his feet, with CJ still holding the front headlock on, and runs into the corner, crushing CJ with a modified spear against the turnbuckle. CJ is still holding on, a bit weak, so Strain does it again to make CJ let go.)
JR: What power by Strain!
(Strain is trying to lift CJ to his feet, but CJ rolls him up with a small package.)
1...
2.. No Strain powers out.
(Strain is getting to his feet, CJ hits a chop across the chest. Followed by another, then another. Strain fires back with chops of his own. They exchange chops for a second before Strain knees CJ in the gut, lifts him up, and nails a huge powerbomb. Strain crawls over for a cover.)
JR: It may be over!
Brutus: New champions!
JR: Brutus you idiot.
1...
2... No CJ kicks out.
(Strain slaps the mat in frustration. He lifts CJ to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. When CJ comes off the ropes, Strain levels him with a big boot. He lifts CJ to his feet and screams "I'M GONNA DO IT AGAIN!... I'M GONNA DO IT AGAIN!!" then whips CJ to the ropes.)
Brutus: Ooookay...
(CJ ducks the second big boot. Strain turns around, into a standing dropkick from CJ.)
JR: See that's what happens when you get cocky.
(Strain runs at CJ, looking for a clothesline, but CJ kicks him in the stomach and drops him with a Stunner. Then CJ climbs to the top rope.)
JR: High risk district!
Brutus: If by that you mean he's gonna fly, then yeah, what you said!
(CJ flies off with a picture perfect moonsault. However, the second before he hits, Strain gets his knees up, and CJ crashes down, ribs first.)
Brutus: Well, that sucked.
(Strain tries to lift CJ to his feet but CJ fights back with elbows to the gut. CJ gets to his feet, and runs off the ropes, however Strain catches him with a spinning sidewalk slam, a la Heidenreich. He rolls into the cover.)
JR: Game Over!
1...
2...
3... NO CJ somehow kicks out.
Brutus: No, the game's not over yet!
(Strain bends over to pick CJ up. However, J grabs him around the throat, as if for a chokeslam. He gives a thumbs up to the crowd.)
JR: I think he's calling for the Dude Drops!
Brutus: He couldn't possibly lift the Animal, could he?
(Strain, in turn, grabs CJ by the throat, having longer reach. He lifts CJ up, and drops him with a devastating chokeslam.)
Brutus: Well I guess that answers that.
(Strain motions for CJ to get to his feet. He lifts him up on his shoulders, looking for the Last Ride powerbomb, however CJ pounds on his head a few times, before taking Strain down with a hurracanrana.)
JR: CJ reversed the Big Bomb!
(CJ kicks Strain in the gut, and lifts him in a vertical suplex. Then, he rolls his hips and performs another vertical suplex, followed by a third.)
JR: The Three Amigos!
Brutus: Shut up, you want us to get sued?!
(CJ goes back up to the top rope, and signals for the Shooting Star Press. At that moment, the crowd pops, and Out Cast comes sprinting out. CJ doesn't notice, and hits the Shooting Star Press on Strain.)
JR: What is Out Cast doing here?
Brutus: I guess to sing "Bombs Over Baghdad"?
JR: Stupid, not that Outcast. CJ hasn't noticed yet! And there's the shooting star press!!
(CJ has the leg hooked. Tina counts the pin.)
1...
2...
3… Out cast pulls the ref out of the ring and hits her.
JR: That's not right, he just hit a woman!
Brutus: And our referee!
(Out cast looks under the ring and pulls out a chair. He grins and slides back in the ring, and hits a homerun shot off CJ's head. CJ falls like a stone. Out Cast then pulls Brian Strain on top of CJ.)
JR: NOT THIS WAY!!
(Out Cast revives Tina and rolls her in. Tina weakly counts the cover.)
1...
2...
3!!!
JR: Dammit! Because of Out Cast, Strain steals the win!
(Strain holds his hands up to celebrate his victory. Suddenly, Dream Man comes walking out, with Tanya in tow. They stand on the stage for a minute, Tanya rubs Dream Man's neck. Then Dream Man runs into the ring and tackles Strain, laying into him with mounted punches to the face. Tina calls for the bell again.)
JR: Now what is this?
Brutus: Dream Man is beating the hell out of Bryan Strain!
(Strain tries to fight back, but Dream Man knees him in the stomach. He goes outside the ring, and picks up a mic from ringsdie, as well as a steel chain.)
Brutus: Where did the chain come from?
(Dream Man waits for Strain to get to his feet before he wraps the chain around his fist and busts him in the face with it. Strain falls, his face a bloody mess. Dream Man addresses him on the mic.)
Dream Man: Payback's sure are a bitch aren't they Bryan. See, you thought you and Chaos could pull one over on me at Balls to the Wall but guess what, I don't see Chaos out here helping you now do I. No, that's because he got what he wanted out of you, he got you to help him retain his title at Balls to the Wall. Now that's why I am out here tonight, to get a little payback. Now I already got it from you, now I have to get mine from Chaos. See Chaos, Now that Strain is taken care of and out of the way, what say you and I finish this thing once and for all on Mayhem in two weeks, one on one with the Television Title on the line. Now I know you are not that scared so don't give me a sorrow full excuse. See you gave me these stitches and now, it is time for me to return the favor to you and this time I will take what's mine in the Television Title. So Chaos, I expect you hear from you next week on Mayhem.
(Dream Man drops the mic and starts to head out of the ring while Strain is outside trying to walk around the ring. Dream Man see's him walking towards the ramp, stops and waits for Strain to come closer and then nails him with a big superkick.
JR: Lady Killer to Strain!
(Dream Man laughs at the fallen Strain and then he and Tanya proceed to the back.)
JR: Dream Man wants Chaos! You can bet this isn't over by a long shot!
Out cast helps Bethany over the barrier and into the ring, C-J pulls himself up by the ropes he looks his sister in the eye and goes to hug her, she hugs him back and whispers something into his ear. CJ’s eyes get wide in shock as she nails him with a low blow and makes out with Out Cast over in front of him
B: Oh my god!
JR: This is uncalled for; her mother should be in their putting a stop to this. That’s your son laying there damn it!
B: Hopefully, Bethany will come to her senses.
*Downfall is seen backstage walking out of his dressing room with the Extreme Title around his shoulder. He walks to a door labeled “Leigh Beido” and knocks.*
Downfall: Leigh? You wanted to see me? Hello?
*But there is no answer from the other end. Downfall hesitantly opens the door. Just then a hand from behind, a hand with a green fingerless glove, shoves Downfall into the room. The camera pans around to show the inside of the room. Downfall has tripped and is trying to get back up. The room shown inside is obviously not Leigh Beido’s room, but a plain white room with no furniture whatsoever. The walls are padded, and the floor is plain concrete. Then the door swiftly closes just before Downfall gets to it. The mysterious hand then gets a key and locks the door from the outside.*
Downfall: Hey! What’s the big idea! What’s going on here!?
Brutus: Is Leigh playing a dirty trick on Downfall? Those kinds of games don’t belong on prime time TV. Get a room!
JR: It’s not Ms. Beido, look!
*The camera then pans out to reveal that Crocodile is the one who locked the room. The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos.*
JR: It’s Crocodile! He just locked Downfall into a room! What is he doing?
Brutus: It looks like Croc is going to give Downfall some “professional” help about his condition.
*Croc smiles, then walks off camera, with Downfall still banging on the door.*
JR: What is Croc doing? He’s leaving Downfall trapped in that room!
The camera cyt to Khrystal Walker, who is checking the booking list on Passionate Pussy Valiant's door. Her name is not listed on any match. "I'm not surprised," she says. The huge woman looks at the next sheet. "Well, whaddya know! I'm gonna have some fun next week." The scene cuts back to Jimmy and Brutus.
Brutus: Whoever she picks as her partner better wear a clothespin on their nose. She smells like a Tauntaun.
Jimmy: A what?
Brutus: Nevermind. Let’s watch our next match. Dor is going to die in this match.
JR- The odds are not in his favor, but maybe we'll finally figure out who Dor is!
"I Shot the Sherriff" by Bob Marley starts up. Rizzo and Sean makes their way to the ring, slapping hands with fans on the way down.
Announcer- Weighing in tonight at 441 pounds, They are the Grassy Knoll Assassins!
Both men get in the ring and they huddle in the corner to discuss strategy. They begin to laugh as there strategy is simple, beat the living crap out of Dor. Dřr staggers out to the aisle way as 'Nebel' by Ramstein plays softly. Dřr explores those near by with an animal like curiosity.
Announcer- Weighing in tonight at 155 pounds, He Is Dor!
He makes loud clicks to the crowd but refuses to get into the ring. Rizzo and Sean jump out of the ring in an attempt to force him in the ring, but Dor runs around the ring and eventually slides into the ring. Rizzo and Sean follow him in, but Dor slides out just as the lights start to flicker on and off...
JR- What the hell is that?
B- I... I think it's puke!
JR- Are... ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
No Jimmy, Brutus isn't kidding. A shower of vomit fell from the rafters and now covers the ring. Sean and Rizzo are covered in the vomit now, are far from happy. Dor walks up the ramp, as 6 men dressed as Dor rush down to the ring. Two of The Dor's knock down Rizzo, while another two double drop kick Sean into the corner. A Dor quickly springs off of Dor on all fours into Sean. Rizzo begins to fight off the two Dor's that knocked him down. He sends on Dor down, then another, but yet another Dor tackles him down to the ground.
JR- The GKA were booked in a handicap match, but I doubt it'd play out like this!
B- I knew Dor would win!
JR- The bell hasn't even sounded, this is not a match!
The camera goes back to Sean DuBose who is Monkey Tossed from turnbuckle, a Dor on the turnbuckle flies off and hits a leg drop. Rizzo is scooped up by a Dor but Rizzo elbows him in the face. This Dor drops Rizzo when another grabs him from behind and suplexs him back. The Dor's stop the moves and just lay in the boots Rizzo and Sean. The referee signals to the bell keeper to ring the bell. The Dor's don't listen to the constant ringing and just continue with there beat down. Finally they ease up and jerk both Grassy Knoll Assassins up they Irish Whip them into opposite corners, One Dor looks at the other and they sling shot Rizzo and Sean towards each other. Sean Reverse the hold and Rizzo ends up clothes-lining One of the Dor's down, While Sean springs up with a cross body block, knocking three of the Dor's down. Sean begins to kick the Dor's out of the ring, and goes to help Rizzo who is having a tough time with a two on one encounter with the Dor's. Sean grabs on of the men by there mask and tosses him over the top rope as Rizzo shoves one of them through the top and second rope.
B- How the hell did they manage this?!
JR- I don't know, but they did!
Rizzo and Sean toss the last Dor over the top rope, they look at each other covered in vomit and sweat now and just shake there heads no. The Dor's escape up the ramp as Rizzo and Sean slowly exit as the Stagehands replace the ring canvas. The scene switches to a slightly familiar backyard environment. A green house is seen not to far away from a pool, but these settings are hardly important. As the camera pans from here to a glass table with umbrella over it providing ample shade for Karl Weiss and sitting next to him former world champion, and now three time extreme champion, Rage. Karl sits in a brown mesh, metal swivel. As Does Rage, but he has one his ankles heavily wrapped with a brown medical warp, obviously more than a little sore. Karl kicks things off.
Karl Weiss- Let me first off by saying thank you for having me here Rage.
Rage nods to Karl, acknowledging his welcome.
Karl Weiss- There are quite a few questions going through the official's heads here in the IEW, quite a few questions going through the minds of millions of fans, and personally I have a few questions myself. I think we all want to know... Why?
Rage smiles as he takes a sip off of a bottle of water. He places it down on the table, and sits up from his comfortable slouch.
Rage- Why? Oh... We're cutting to the chase now. Why did I do it? Why did I wrestle two matches in one night? Why did I let Hugh become the only 2 time champion? Why did I let him get to 3? Why did I do it?
Karl looks over to Rage for the answer. Rage goes back to his slouch, his grin slowly goes back into remission and begins to talk again.
Rage- X was born out of the same principles of how The Renegade Title Scheme was born, it was on a much small scale. Now some are thinking, X didn't steal those titles, in a way he didn't, but the Title Theft was never meant to be a theft, but to have respectable title holders. Sadly, Mackie, The Directors and I could not hold all the titles, other wise, We would've. X was to do something that hadn't been done in a long time, add some class to the Extreme Division, add some mystery to the boring division. Why had it turned from action packed, competition filled division to one that was controlled by the tyrannical wrestler who sucked the competition and action from the division? Boca Del Inferno grew weak, Bakuryu fell off the face of the planet, and Rage went to the heavyweight division. Let's face it, Downfall was only champion because no one could beat him. They tried, they failed. X came, He conquered, He Lost, But then he showed Downfall his place in the IEW. Hell, Why I am revering to X as he? I did it!
Rage laughs to himself and the smile is back on his face.
Karl Weiss- Don't you think it was stupid not to pin Downfall?
Rage- No, Why? To be the 4 time Extreme Champion? I'm already the IEW's only 3 time extreme champion, The fans know who the best extreme champion is, What's there left to prove? If I held the title again, I'd be chained down, I'd have to fight Downfall left and right, and whoever else wanted a shot at the Extreme Title. No. It wasn't stupid, and it didn't work out to my advantage.
Karl Weiss- I'd say "Balls To The Wall" worked to your disadvantage. You lost to Downfall, and you lost to Hugh, all because you worked twice in one night, in two of the most grueling matches of the PPV. How many tables did you go through in the "Black Pearl Horror Show Match"? How many punches did you recieve from the lumberjacks? Was it worth it?
Rage- The tables... Karl... I hopefully taught Downfall a lesson. He is not the king of his division, he is the best, he can compete with me, but as an equal? No. Your looking at one of the top competitors in the IEW, I proved it through constantly fighting two matches in one night. I proved it by holding two single titles at the same time, I was a defending champion in two division. Tell me, Who is in that class with me? Who else as done that?
Karl Weiss- No One.
Rage- Exactly.
Karl Weiss- The main event must have been a disappointment.
Rage- How so?
Karl Weiss- Hugh was right.
Rage- Don't tell me you believed that Pavlov Bullshit. It was flawed. Hugh never took in account the fact that I would never submit. Did I break down in that match? Yes. BUT, Was it caused by Hugh? Not all of the damage was caused by Hugh. I had weeks to recover after each of the beatings he gave me, I was well rested for all of the attacks I endured. He never broke me, He couldn't break me.
Karl Weiss- Explain The Ankle.
Rage- Believe what you want, but, this was not caused by Hugh. After the PPV I went to the hospital, the doctors say it's hairline fracture caused by every day activities in the IEW. It's nothing a month and change won't fix.
Karl Weiss- You were disappointed with the fact that you lost?
Rage- Who wouldn't be? I lost the Heavyweight Title. Losing to Hugh made it worse, but, I can easily get my revenge. I won't pull a rematch clause on the instant, Oh no, Hugh would like that. What he did to me over the weeks will be given back to him ten fold. He might take me lightly, but, things will change when I hit him harder than he could ever hit me.
Karl Weiss- What about Downfall, Don't you think you'll be in his cross hairs upon your return.
Rage- Hopefully he learned his lessons and won't come looking for a fight. If he does... You know... I haven't thought about this really. What if Downfall comes at me hellbent for revenge. I did leave him in the middle of the ring bleeding, drained of energy. I left him there, dead. That whole week he constantly spout off how I was a coward for not showing my face in a promo under X's Mask. He Never Saw It Coming. I showed him the meaning of Carnage, of pain. He could easily try and return the favor. If he knows what's good for him, he'll stay put, and try to rebuild his confidence. Sadly, that's what got Downfall into the problem in the first place... He didn't know what was good for him. He made claims that were laughable, I stopped him after months of his lies. I proved to be the best, he could come and take the crown away from me. Karl... If he tries to stop me from getting my revenge on Hugh, he'll be next.
Karl Weiss- Do you have any last words?
Rage- Sure... Hugh... You beat me. Fairly? Sorta. Do you deserve a congratulations? Yeah. Will I give you one? Until you can pin my shoulders down to the ground, one on one, with out help, by yourself, You will never get that from me. Never. I'm not coming for my title, I'm coming for revenge. Mark it on your calendar, In one months time... I will come for you Hugh. The hunt will began again.
The scene fades to black, and goes back to the announcers.
Jimmy: We have word something is going on….
*The camera switches to the room marked “Leigh Beido”. There are some muffled gags coming from in the room. A closer look with the camera and we can see that the door is creaked open. The cameraman walks into the room, which is still white and padded as before. Croc is seen standing over Downfall, who is lying down on his side. Downfall is in a straitjacket and his mouth is wrapped shut with duct tape. His feet are also bound with duct tape.*
JR: My God, what has Croc done!?
Brutus: Maybe he just wants to cure Downfall of his illness before their match next week. You know, to make it a fair fight.
JR: I highly doubt Croc’s intentions are strictly medical.
Croc: So you still want to go around parading your little charade that Red Hood is still in your head. What for? Fame? Popularity? You are a worse actor than Vin Deisel for crying out loud. Well I hate bad actors, but even worse, I hate liars!
*Croc gives a couple slaps to Downfall’s left cheek.*
Croc: What do you want, an Oscar? You don’t even deserve the Extreme Title. Downfall, you should have just been an honorable man and admitted the loss to X a month ago. But no, you had to lie and pretend that you were somebody else just to get another shot at X. You will be sorry that you ever made up this Red Hood character. The Law of the Wild catches up to liars and fakers, it always does. I will make my final hunt next week, and you will be shown for what you really are, a lie and a fake!
*Croc starts to walk away, but Downfall muffles something and kicks Croc in the shin with his bound up legs. Croc then comes back and picks Downfall up with both hands, grabbing Downfall’s straitjacket sleeves, and presses Downfall into the wall.*
Croc: You want a mental problem, Downfall? Is that what you want? I will gladly give it to you. Maybe we will have a first blood match. I will beat your head in so hard that you will wish Red Hood was real. Well, you will see red all right, pouring from your body. Or maybe we will have an inferno match. I will melt this “Red Hood” propaganda right off you and onto the mat. Or, we might have to climb a ladder to claim our prize. Believe me, I have climbed up trees more than 50 feet to catch monkeys and birds. I am far more agile than you can ever hope to be. But we will see next week, won’t we Downfall? What will the match be that will end the hunt? I can hardly wait to find out what it is.
*Croc knees Downfall in the gut then grabs both his arms (or in this case, shoulders), jumps, and gives him a 360 twirl in the air, landing with Downfall’s face on the cement floor.*
Croc: See you next week.
JR: OH MY GOD! The Crocodile Death Roll right on the concrete! We need EMT’s in there right away!
Brutus: I thought Croc was supposed to be a good guy. He’s got a twisted sense of morality.
Jimmy: Now it’s time for our Intercontinental Title match!
The Mic- This next match is scheduled for one fall and it will be for the Intercontinental Championship, Introducing first to the ring weighting in at Two Hundred pounds he is the current Intercontinental Champion…….DARKKK DRAGGGGON!
[The piano starts up in Groundbreaking by Swollen Members, fog is rising up from the arena floor and around the top of the entrance ramp and the voice over of Mad Child is heard, "When nature divides, the spirit unites. This is what dreams of made of", then the music really kicks in and Dragon shoots out from behind the curtain like a fired bullet on his signature Mongoose bike with his black signature full faced helmet and lands with a triple bar spin on the top of the entrance ramp just as pyros are shooting up from both sides of the ramp. Dragon looks around at the crowd.]
The Mic- coming next to the ring weighting in at Two-Hundred and Forty Five pounds he is the challenger Thunder Cattttttttt!
"Hunger" by Kick Axe
Entrance: 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.
* Both men stand face to face nearly touching there noses together, Referee Stevenson backs the men off as Dark Dragon removes the Intercontinental Title from his waist and hands it to Stevenson. Referee Stevenson shows it to both men, then hands it out of the ring*
Ding!!! Ding!!!
BB- This will be a great match up!
JR- This will be a classic Thunder Cat vs. Dark Dragon.
* Both men blast off towards each other like two bullet trains, DD ducks a close line by TC, DD then catches TC from behind with a full nelson and hits three consecutive german suplexs and releases it on the third one, dropping TC on his neck and shoulders, DD takes to the ropes with a rolling cork screw splash onto TC and takes the pin *
BB- Dragons Fury!!!
JR- and lets not forget the Rolling Fire!
BB- Is it over here, just like that!
Stevenson!!!
One….
Two…
Thre..(kickout)
* DD takes control backing TC into a turnbuckle and follows through with chops to his chest and a round house kick to his head, TC stumbles out of the corner shaking his head, DD runs towards TC like a raging bull, TC side steps at the last moment and hit’s the driver into the turnbuckle, he holds his shoulder as he backs up still bent over TC comes behind him with a drop kick to DD’s ass sending him shoulder first again into the turnbuckle he then hooks in a school boy *
Stevenson!!!
One…..
Two….
Kickout..
BB- That was a close call this is intense!
JR- This is for the Intercontinental Championship, these men will give it there all here tonight!
* TC pulls DD back up but quickly takes him down with a close line, he then pulls him back up taking him down with yet another close line, TC falls to the mat with a forearm across DD’s head beginning to rub DD’s head with his forearm, DD fights out slowly getting back to his feet as TC hangs on his neck with a vice, DD sends back several elbows to TC ribs till he finally breaks free and hits TC with a left and several rights, before fully nail with a strong right hook that makes TC tipsy, DD grabs TC by the head pulling him in for a vicious right then knock him to the floor, DD mounts TC for punches. *
JR- Giving it all in the name IEW and the Intercontinental Championship!
BB- Who will win this battle!
* DD is firing away with rights as he holds TC’s head with his left hand, TC regains himself feeding off the crowd who are chanting his name, he throws DD off of him TC hops up and leans into the ropes coming off with a close line as DD stands back up taking him down, DD is too his feet within a few seconds he blocks a second close line and they lock into a power struggle, the larger TC backs the smaller DD into a turnbuckle. DD tries to struggle out as he is getting crushed into the turnbuckle, DD stomps TC feet, he then sends a knee into TC’s gut and throws him into the turnbuckle and locks in a Dragon Sleeper and drags him into the middle of the ring locking it in tighter, DD lifts TC up into a reverse vertical suplex. *
BB- This going to be devastating!
JR- Amazing test of strength by Dark Dragon!
* TC begins to wiggle out of it and drops behind DD and hit’s a back body drop, TC tries to lift DD into a jackhammer but DD blocks it locking his leg with TC. They break the lock up and move away from each other, DD rubs his hands together as TC kneels down catching a little bit of air. TC pops jump charger right for DD who doesn’t catch it in time and get his legs baseball slided from under him. TC tries to lock in a Sharp Shooter but DD is desperately trying to get free not letting TC turn him over for it. *
JR- Will Thunder Cat lock in the Ailurophobia!
BB- Dark Dragon is trying to break free will he do it!
* DD kicks TC off he falls into the ropes and comes back steaming and gets monkey flipped, both men pop right back up like nothing happened and go right back at a fist fight in the center of the ring, DD gets TC into an arm lock and TC falls to his knees and gives him a swift and hard back hand to the face, he takes another back hand and slowly begins to stand with an aggressive look on his face, DD looks nervous as TC break the arm lock and send a shot to DD’s jaw, he falls to his hand right hand and with his left hand he holds his face. TC begins to lift DD to his feet as DD comes up he taps TC in the nuts with a backhand then uppercuts him in the jaw. Referee Stevenson doesn’t catch any of this as he was behind TC*
JR- That cheat, he is trying to steal the win!
BB- This match has to end somewhere and sometime Jimmy!
JR- Yea…..But not this way!
* DD hit’s a “Dragon’s Rage” then climbs to the top of a nearby turnbuckle, DD jumps off the turnbuckle as TC rolls over to his back. DD comes raining down with a shooting star press into a flipping elbow across TC’s chest and takes the pin as the crowd screams with cheers*
Stevenson!!
One……..
Two……
Thre…(kickout)
BB- That was close its shows that Thunder Cat will not fall without being knocked out!
JR- Is this the night that Thunder Cat regains the Intercontinental Title or will Dark Dragon retain!
* DD locks in a sharpshooter (Fiery Wrath), TC screams in pain but uses his strenght and size to take to the ropes dragging DD along with him and finally grabs the bottom ropes and holds on for dear life, DD tries to pull TC from the ropes against Stevenson wishes to break the hold and begins the count*
One……
Two…….
Three…..
Fou
* DD backs off, Stevenson holds him back giving him a firm warning, TC takes this time to get to his feet and shake off the painful leg lock, DD pushes past Stevenson and gets hit with a flying forearm knocking him to the ground and TC lifts him up putting him between his legs and hit’s a flipping piledriver. Stevenson goes for the pin*
Stevenson!
One……..
Two………
Three.
BB- No! KICK OUT !!! KICK OUT!!!
JR- My god that’s impressive, I never seen anything like it!
* TC stands clearly shocked from the kick out, he shakes off his anger and picks DD up whipping him off the ropes, he tries for a kick which DD catches flips him around and hit’s a swinging neck breaker, DD waits crouched down for TC to stand as TC stands he slowly turns around DD bolts towards TC like a bat out of hell, TC doesn’t move in time. DD hits both Referee Stevenson and Thunder Cat with a Driver (Gore), Referee Stevenson falls at the bottom of the turnbuckle, Thunder Cat falls outside the ring and Dark Dragon is down and begins to stand*
BB- Oh no! The Referee is down!
JR- Damnit, now anything can happen!
*Hugh Bristic comes sliding into the ring quickly hit’s the World Title over the back of Dark Dragons head as he is trying to get up and then slides out of the ring and runs up the ramp to watch. TC quickly pounces on DD hooking both legs and putting all his weight into the pin. Stevenson turns still clearly shaken but counts the slow pin*
Stevenson!
One……..
JR- What a shame to end a long reign as champion like this!
BB- Its time for the age of Thunder Cat!
Two…….
Three…..
The Mic- Winner of this match by pinfall and NEW IEW INTERCONTIENTAL CHAMPION……………THUNDER CAAAAAAAT!!
*Dark Dragon looks around and realizes what happened, Hugh smirks at Dark Dragon and mouths the words "I guess its not a problem anymore."*
Brutus: HAH HAH HAH! Hugh Bristic just did DarkDragon a favor!
Jimmy: How the hell was costing him the Intercontinental Title a favor?
Brutus; Now he’s eligible to have his world title shot versus Hugh.
Jimmy: Wow, you’re right. Hugh is either really stupid or he’s got something really bad for DarkDragon planned.
Brutus: So, shall we proceed.
Jimmy: Let’s get…. Oh crap, NOW what?
(Redd is seen stretching in the hall, preparing for his match in a few minutes. Suddenly, a tall man in an all black outfit, wearing a ski mask, comes from behind Redd. He hits him in the back of the head with a chair, and when Redd falls, he wraps the chair around Redd's skull. The man kicks him in the stomach, then runs off.)
JR: What the hell is this!
Brutus: Somebody is beating the hell out of Redd Dogg, just before the number one contender's match!!
(A few minutes later, Jason Twisted comes running up and yells for the medic. The medics help Redd to his feet and take him away, and
Twisted is looking on, concerned... but after they leave, he gives a sinister smile and walks off.)
Brutus: So, you think we can get to our match without any more interruptions?
Jimmy: Nope. I just got word Magnum is backstage with Leigh Beido.
( The scene cuts from the ring to the backstage area where Leigh is standing with Magnum. )
Leigh: Magnum, you are about to head out to the ring to face T- Neff, Johnny Contour and Redd Dogg for the number one spot for the World Title, any last thought's before you head out.
Magnum: All I have to say Leigh is after tonight, when I win the match and I walk out of Australia the Number One contender for the Word Heavyweight Title, Hugh better watch that title day in and day out because it will soon be coming back were it belongs. That is around my waist.
( Magnum's music cues up )
Magnum: If you will excuse me Leigh, I have a match to win.
( Magnum walks up the rampway and heads out into the arena and the camera goes back to normal with Jimmy and Brutus commenting. )
Jimmy: Are we done with everything?
Brutus: Let’s just get to the intros before someone else gets cute and interrupts us.
The opening notes of "Remember Me?" by Eminem play on the PA.
Remember me? ("Step in, execution")
Remember me? ("I have no remorse")
Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'")
Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima")
For this one it's the X, you retarded?
Cause I grab the mic and get down, like Syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries
which qualifies me for the term "universal"
Twisted steps out onto the stage, carrying a mic.
Twisted: I'm afraid I have to bear the bad news, unfortunately, my teammate, my friend, Redd Dogg, can not be a part of this match. Yeah, it looks like some psychopath jumped him in the back area... and you know what? I know who did it.
Brutus: What?
Twisted: It was Gorilla. Gorilla and his Beastly Squad cronies, they hate the Inner Circle, they hate Redd... they have the motive, they have the opportunity. It's obvious they wanted to take him out of this match. But don't worry... the terrorists won't win. Because I am pressing charges on Gorilla.
JR: What the hell! Gorilla didn't do anything!
Twisted: And, with a heavy heart, I'll take my fallen comrade's place in this match.
He then drops the microphone and heads to the ring.
JR- This is a damned shame.
B- Get Over It Jimmy, Gorilla knew better.
JR- You know for fact he didn't do anything!
B- Do I?
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 makes his way out from behind the curtain. He is wearing black leather pants with the words Magnum on the right leg. He walks slowly and calmly down to the ring. He gets to the ring and stands there staring at his opponent. After a few seconds, he steps onto the ring, grabs the top rope, puts his right leg on the apron and steps up and over the top rope. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms. He steps back and walks to the corner, giving a snarl to Jason as looks across the ring at him.
JR- I've got word that Dream Man is watching this match very carefully, just in case there in interference in this match.
B- Just in case he wants to interfere more like it.
JR- Mr. Paranoia here.
B- Who's the one questioning Jason Twisted coming out to replace Redd Dogg?
The Crowd becomes silent in anticipation, the roar when the arena goes pitch black. After about 10 seconds, 5 pyros hit the stage, and "Downfall" by Trust Company begins to play. After about 10 more seconds, The Texas Redneck begings to come down the ramp. When he is about halfway down, He goes on his kneesand looks up, as more pyros go off on the top of the stage. As the crowd roars, T Neff slaps 5's with everyone and gets into the ring. He goes to the nearest turnbuckle, and raises his hands high. T Neff jumps down and turns to face his opponents. The entire place goes dark and the Large Screen turns on and an old fashioned countdown for old films appears. It counts down from 5......4......3......2.....1... SHOWIZ! "Requiem for the Gods" softly plays on the PA as the arena goes dark and only soft lights on the floor light up as Reverend Rougeau walks down the isle first, carrying a huge script book, containing all the "morals and ethics" that Director-ism teaches. He is soon followed by Sister Starlet, who even under her Nun outfit, is incredibly sexy. They both slowly enter the ring and get on their knees as they raise their hands up to the ceiling. Then a bright light shines down on them, as Johnny Contour is slowly lowered down the middle of the ring, like an Angel coming down from heaven. When he lands, He extends his arms in a Crucifix manner *Think Raven* Sister Starlet and Reverend Rougeau take Johnny's robe off for him and wait outside of the ring.
JR- This match is underway!
All Four Man Look at each other from there corner. Slowly the make there way to the middle, Jason Twisted looks at Magnum and the two tie up. Jason quickly rings Magnum's arm and flows behind for a hammer-lock. He Jerks up on the hold, but quickly Magnum hits a reverse elbow into his face. Johnny and T Neff lock up as well after a few kicks from Johnny who seems to be toying with T Neff in the early goings. After a quick snap mare and slap to the back of the head, T Neff has had enough and comes at Johnny with a hard clothesline that sends "Show-BIz" Down. Meanwhile Magnum has Jason in the turnbuckle and is now ramming his shoulder into his back. Jason's face is one of anguish as Magnum continues and will not let up on him. Magnum pulls him back quick, but Jason turns around to blast him with a hard right hand. Magnum falls to the ground, and Jason begins to choke at Magnum. The referee counts his 5 count, but Jason stops the choke at 4. T Neff Irish Whips "Show-BIz" into the ropes, he bounces back and is back body dropped. T Neff screams to the crowd and show boats a little to much as when he turns around Johnny belly to belly suplexs him over his head. T Neff lands hard on his head, but shakes his cobwebs out pretty quickly as he jumps to his feet and locks up in with a shoving contest with Johnny. He ultimately wins and forces him in the corner. T Neff quickly open hand slaps Johnny's chest, Johnny replies with a knife edged chop but T Neff fires another open hand slap to Johnny. Johnny takes another blow, before firing back with a punch that knocks T Neff over.
JR- I just realized something.
B- What?
JR- Magnum, T Neff, & Johnny Contour all planned Redd Dogg would be in this match. It'd have to effect how they planned to win this match!
B- Yeah, They're screwed!
Johnny scoops up T Neff and slams him down with a side walk slam. T Neff is a little shaken by this move and is unprepared as an Arm Bar is applied. He begins to panic, but Jason Twisted quickly stomps on Johnny forcing him to break the hold. He grabs Johnny by the neck and tosses him across the ring. Out of no where Magnum tackles him to the ground and begins to punch away at him. T Neff shakes his arm in pain but grabs Magnum by the neck applying a sleeper hold. Magnum doesn't like this and gets up with T Neff still on his back and rams him into the nearest Turnbuckle. T Neff loosens his hold enough for Magnum to toss him down to the ring. Johnny quickly takes a run at Magnum and hits a perfectly placed Insiguri Kick. He goes for the pin fall.
B- 1...2... No! Magnum powers out!
Johnny grabs Magnum by the neck looking for The Climax, but Magnum shoves him into the ropes and slams him down with a spinebuster. He goes for the pin...1...2... But Jason elbows him in the small of the back. He jerks him up and hits the "Career Killer" a Reverse Neckbreaker on him. He applies a Reversed Naked Choke onto him but T Neff comes in with a splash off the top rope. The crowd goes wild, but before he can get a pin, Johnny grabs him by the leg and pulls him off. T Neff gets to his feet and the two lock up. T Neff again forces him into the corner but this time Johnny hits him with a palm strike, followed up by a spinning heel kick. He falls to the pin...1...2... T Neff rolls his shoulder off the canvas. Jason and Magnum fight back and forth exchanging punches until Magnum gets Jason with a good punch, enough to pick him up for a Gorilla Press. He lands hard and Magnum for The Last Call. He grabs Jason and puts him in the powerbomb hold, but as he lifts him up Jason punches away at his forehead. Magnum stumbles around and Jason manages to snap him over the top rope with a sloppy hurricara.
JR- That is impressive, even for a big man!
B- Damn Straight!
Jason and Magnum both land on the outside and slowly recover. Johnny toys with T Neff with kicks to the shins and finally boots him in the gut for a DDT. T Neff refuses to cooperate and suplexs him back for a Norther Light Suplex with bridge....1...2... Johnny bridges up and and turns it around in to the DDT he was looking for. Jason tries to go back into the ring but Magnum yanks his leg, pulling him out again. Jason goes to hit Magnum, but Magnum nearly rips off his head with a clothesline. "Breathe" by Fabolous plays over the PA. Redd Dogg walks out onto the stage, his head wrapped in bandages. He walks out to ringside, slowly, favoring his ribs. He begins to yell at Magnum, this distraction is enough to get his attention and Jason hits a low blow on Magnum.
JR- That was uncalled for! Redd Dogg shouldn't even be down here! If he can interfere he can wrestling in this damn match!
B- Oh No! Here comes trouble!
From The Back Dashes The Dream Man who flips Redd Dogg around and lays him out with one helluva super kick. He grabs Redd Dogg and takes him out of the arena. Jason is unaware of this as he sends Magnum's shoulder into the steal ring post. He begins to twist his arm around the post as the referee begins to count. In The Ring Johnny attempts to German Suplex T Neff, but T Neff seeing the referee is distracted takes his chance to kick "Show Biz" in the family jewels. The crowd boos slightly as T Neff scoops "Show Biz" up powerslam then a pin...1... 2... No! On The outside Jason drives his Magnum into the apron over and over again, he goes to DDT him on the outside, but Magnum tosses him into the ropes. Jason lands on the apron in obvious pain. The crowd screams and shouts seeing an instant reply on the screen. While he does this Magnum takes a breather, but his breather his short lived as T Neff baseball slide kicks Jason into Magnum. The two spring up soon, and are hit with a suicide dive from T Neff. The crowd goes crazy as the three men begin to regain there vertical stance. Johnny gets to his feet in the ring and sees the three men getting up, and decides to join in with a flip over the top rope into the crowd. Again the crowd eats it up.
JR- These men are giving it all they've got.
B- All to lose to Hugh Bristic!
JR- He's not that great, he barely won against Rage.
B- BARELY? That man earned his victory!
Johnny is the first man up and he grabs Jason, he rolls him into the ring and rolls in to. He grabs and lays him out with a jumping knee strike. Johnny hops up onto the top rope, but is shoved off by T Neff who goes for an elbow drop. He connects, and goes for the pin...1...2... Magnum pulls him out. T Neff tries to hit him with a super kick but Magnum ducks and clothesline him down to the ground. Magnum rolls into ring and grabs Jason, he lifts him up for a chokeslam but Jason boots him in the gut and DDT's him to the ground. He applies a Guillotine Choke, the referee asks Magnum if he wants to give up, but Johnny shoves the referee away and kicks Jason in the forehead. Magnum gets out of the hold only to receive a kick to the temple. The crowd goes Oh. Jason doesn't fall for the same routine he grabs Johnny by the waist and throws him over his head. He takes a run at Jason who grabs him by the neck and hits a sit out chokeslam.
B- TWISTED RAGE! TWISTED RAGE! IT'S OVER!
JR- 1...2....
B- 3!!!
JR- NO! JOHNNY GOT THE SHOULDER UP!
Jason gets to his feet and turns around to Magnum, but T Neff is there and blasts him with a super kick. He goes for the pin, 1....2....3! NO, Magnum yanks him up. He boots T Neff in the gut and hits the Last Call.
JR- This is it! 1...2.... NO!
B- What the... JOHNNY IS UP AFTER THE TWISTED RAGE!
Magnum gets a drop kick to the head to break the count. He hits the Climax on Magnum and shoves him out of the ring. He does the same with Jason Twisted. T Neff is still out from the Jack-Knife Powerbomb so Johnny spares no time, he jumps to the turnbuckle and springs off with "That's Showbiz" a Corkscrew Swanton Bomb! 1...2....3!!!
JR- JOHNNY "SHOW BIZ" CONTOUR IS THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!
B- Holy... Holy Hell!
Johnny Contour's arm is raised in victory as the fans go nuts.
B:Check it out, kid, Walker's coming out the curtain.
JR: No! she gonna mess up the match!
Walker reaches behind the curtain, and pulls out a folding cloth chair. She takes a seat and waits for the match to begin.
Who ever wins, Walker will interupt the celebration.
"Cut that music! It's all cool dude won the match, but at this minute the focus of attention should be on me! After all I'm the next world champion.
But that's the obvious. What I'm here to say is that next week, I will make my official return to the ring. It's not a world title match, so I really don't have time for it, but hey I'll cut PPV some slack. I've been upsetting promoter's applecarts for nearly four years now, so one more won't make a difference.
So I gotta pick a partner for to face the Dream Team, the guys who would be has-beens if they weren't just wanna-be's and never-was's. Now who to pick?
Hmm. I am married to a guy who was a pretty good tag team wrestler. (Looks to crowd andsings) Who wants to kick some ass? The crowd, recognizing DethSquad's theme, sing back "I do I do!"
Well, he's retired, so you struck out there. (Crowd boos) Now take it easy. I know, how about Rison? Nahh, he's so lame and perverted. Probably needs glasses by now anyway. Rizzo? (Crowd cheers) Nahh, he running that Illinois highway reststop toilet he calls a mouth about me, and I'd hate to beat him up. I like his wife Heidi, and poor Sean needs another partner besides Bitchboy, although Rizzo's the bigger bitch and smaller boy, if you know what I mean.
I know! I know who to pick! This person said I'm gonna be the next world champion. This person has to have all the confidence in the world in me! So next week, same Mayhem time, same Mayhem channel, the Dream Team will face the Big Bitch and her tag team partner, the ultimate promoter, Queen Skank herself Passionate Pussy Valiant!
Pussy storms out the curtain shaking her head.
Walker laughs, You said it was my choice. I can't help it if you were as stupid as these people and forgot to exclude yourself. See you next week----partner! And by the way, you can hate me now!
Pussy looks with shock on her face as the camera fades.
Credits:
Match 1 - Bryan Jukes
Match 2 - Will Davenport/Euan Mackie
Match 3 - Chris White
Match 4 - Will Davenport