Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on May 30, 2017 20:08:01 GMT -5
WGWF PRESENT'S
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
5.29.17
T-MOBILE ARENA
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
Monday Night Brawl takes the air live from Sin City as Flash Rotten stands in the center of the ring to a mixed reception from the sold out crowd as he raises the microphone to his lips.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Ladies and Gentleman MY name is Flash Rotten and I am the General Manager of Monday Night Brawl!"
The reception is mixed as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Two weeks ago I stood in this very ring and professed a new day for Monday Night Brawl under my watch and tonight we continue that trend, right here in Las Vegas, Nevada!"
The fans give in to the cheap pop as there's a smirk on Flash's face as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Tonight in this very ring I'm bringing to you TWO high profile Tag Team attractions; the first will see the Glorious New Breed..."
Las Vegas roars at the mention of the GNB.
FLASH ROTTEN- "... Taking on The Extinction's MDK and Paul Frost!"
Cheers immediately shift into boo's as Flash drops the Extinction members names.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Tonight we're also going to see the WGWF World Tag Team Champions in this very ring against the longest reigning WGWF World Tag Team Champions in HISTORY, the Dynasty Violence Connection!"
The fans erupt loudly!!
FLASH ROTTEN- "The WGWF Intercontinental Championship WILL be on the line tonight IN YOUR MAIN EVENT as Kyle Shane defends the title against ANDY JOHNSON!"
The roof explodes!!
FLASH ROTTEN- "We are on the road to Summer Madness at Madison Square Garden and believe me when I say that I am going to put together a show that is going to BLOW the doors off Wrestle Wars Eleven!"
There's a loud, mixed reception upon the music hitting the speakers as all eyes shift towards the top of the ramp where Nick Ryan emerges out to the top of the ramp.
Diamond: Here's a guy that has some explaining to do after his actions two weeks ago on Monday Night Brawl by laying out Andy Johnson.
Baxter: He did the world a favor in my eyes.
Nick saunters towards the ring as Flash Rotten simply stands watching him make this walk. Nick doesn't pay any attention to the fans a long the way. He reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before being handed a microphone before he steps through the ropes and into the ring. The music fades away as Nick stands opposite Flash Rotten.
FLASH ROTTEN- "And what do I owe this little visit?"
Nick smirks at Flash as the majority of the fans boo while Nick raises his microphone.
NICK RYAN- "This is going to be way more than a visit, Flash."
Boo's get louder.
NICK RYAN- "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!"
The boo's are louder!
NICK RYAN- "You stand in this ring professing this is a new day in the WGWF, you harp on tonight and Summer Madness... Yet you don't even bother to speak my name from your lips; especially after I dropped the bastard son of Chris Page two weeks ago on this very show!"
Nick turns towards and points towards the Jumbo Tron.
Johnson quickly rolls out to the floor in shock as he as just knocked off Jaymz Dante in a close affair. Dante can't believe it he questions the count of the referee while he gets to his feet in the ring. Dante can't believe it as he watches Andy back track up the ramp with a smile on his face. The crowd starts to stir when NICK RYAN walks out to the top of the ramp spinning Andy Johnson around dropping him with a REDLINE!
Baxter: What the hell?!?!?!
A stunned Los Angeles crowd looks on as Nick Ryan stands looking down at Andy Johnson before shifting his eyes up and towards the ring at Jaymz Dante. Jaymz stares back at Nick as the scene fades.
Returning to the live shot the Las Vegas crowd boo's intently towards Nick as he stands with a sly smile on his face looking directly at Flash Rotten.
NICK RYAN- "Again, I ask you... DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!"
Nick screams out at Flash.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Mr. Ryan, we are all aware of what you did to Andy Johnson two weeks ago; and if you're out here for some sort of reference from yours truly might I suggest that you try to impress me by actually winning matches instead of attacking people from behind."
The crowd roars for Flash as Nick simply shakes his head as he raises his microphone.
NICK RYAN- "Clearly you do not know who I am; so allow me to remind you that if it wasn't for me carrying this federation on my back way back when NONE of this would be possible."
The boo's start to get even louder as Nick continues.
NICK RYAN- "I was the guy that was responsible for bringing in legends like Hunter, Centurion and a host of others that catapulted this federation BACK to the promised land... And when I left it all started to crumble down, ironic? I think not."
Diamond: This egotistical prick.
Flash interjects.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Are you done?"
NICK RYAN- "Not even close!"
Suddenly the crowd ERUPTS as ANDY JOHNSON shoots out from behind the curtain charging towards the ring! Andy dives in under the bottom rope as Nick quickly steps through the opposite ropes and out to the ring apron as Andy snatches the microphone out of Flash Rotten's hand.
ANDY JOHNSON- "I'm tired of your talk! I want a piece of you RIGHT NOW!!"
The fans ROAR as Andy tosses the microphone to the mat looking right at Nick Ryan. Nick laughs to himself as he raises the microphone.
NICK RYAN- "Listen up junior, I don't answer to you and WHEN our paths cross in this ring it's going to be on MY time. Nick Ryan, one. Andy Johnson, zero."
Nick drops down to the floor where he drops the microphone and exits through the crowd as the scene fades.
MATCH ONE:
The Glorious New Breed versus MDK and Paul Frost
Before Donald Masters can get in on announcing the competitors for the tag match, "In The Morning and Amazing" by Circa Survive hits on the PA and Kyle Shane walks out onto the stage, with a big grin on his face. He's carrying the Intercontinental title belt in one hand, and he motions that he's here on business as he walks down to the ring, giving a signal to one of the ring crew as he walks down to ringside. There is a lot of confusion in the air, as Donald Masters looks at Kyle with a questioning glance, as if wondering if he can go on. Kyle nonchalantly waves him off, and suddenly we see what Kyle is doing. He has a control box in one hand that the ring crew have given to him that lowers the cable from the rafters, the one that is used in a ladder match to hang a title on. Kyle, smirking, straps his championship belt around the brass ring, and gives the cable a secure tug to make sure it's right. Then, he uses the control box to start hoisting the Intercontinental title belt over the ring. The crowd is sorely confused.
Diamond: “What the hell is Kyle Shane up to?!”
Baxter: “Please, don't tell me he's decided to be an Indian giver and put the Intercontinental title back where he got it at Wrestlewars?”
Diamond: “I have no idea, but as of right now, Kyle Shane is at ringside and he's hung the IC title belt over the heads of the audience.”
The title is swinging back and forth. Kyle has the control box to raise and lower the cable in his hands, and he has his hand propping his chin up with a faux innocent look.
Diamond: “This has got to be some sort of mind game, but damn if I can figure it out just now.”
After a few moments of “God’s Goanna Trouble” by The Rigs a single spotlight baths the entrance way in a blinding light which quickly disappears leaving only a spotlight behind the person standing in the entrance way is none other than PAUL FROST! He doesn’t pose but instead focuses on the ramp-way and strides down to the ring…
Diamond: “Paul Frost kicking things off tonight and he just doesn’t look himself…”
Masters: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall… making his way to the ring first from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 225lbs… Paul… Frost!”
Charlie Big Potato by Skunk Anansie crashes into the Frost theme and M.D.K. emerges with a look of disgust on his face. He glowers at the crowd before making his way down to the ring…
Diamond: “Well here comes the man who is just itching to get his hands on Tristan Slater and this will just be the start of things for the pair as we are just two weeks away from seeing M.D.K. and Slater battling it out for the World Heavyweight Championship.”
Baxter: “Tonight M.D.K. has said he is going to give The Glorious New Breed a test drive of the pain that Slater is going to endure next week when the title goes back into the arms of a truly amazing champion.”
Masters: “And his partner, from Las Vegas, Nevada by way of London, England… He weighs in at 270lbs… M…D…K…!”
M.D.K. climbs into the ring and eyeballs Frost who tells him to calm down and smirks. M.D.K. taps at his own head to tell Frost to focus as the lights change and Tristan Slater’s entrance in its unmistakable mash-up with Cable’s ‘Trenches’ entrance and the pair emerge to a huge pop from the crowd. M.D.K. stands on the ropes and taunts both men. Cable is about to charge down but Slater pulls him back and calms him…
Masters: “And their opponents… at a combined weight of 512lbs… The Mandingo Man Beast John Cable… and the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion… The Glorious One… Tristan… SLATER!”
Diamond: “People have been asking if M.D.K. are still on the same page and the one thing I notice straight away is the entrances…”
Baxter: “What about them?”
Diamond: “When one team comes out together… and the other are individuals, you have to wonder if they are going to be on the same wavelength…”
Baxter: “Godliness and Superiority go hand in hand like college girls and chlamydia…”
M.D.K. is taunting Cable still leading the big man to charge forwards and have to be man-handled by the referee. M.D.K. sarcastically waves at the Man Beast as Slater ushers him out of the ring. The champion points at M.D.K. and says that he wants him first. M.D.K. feigns surprise and gestures to himself which generates a pop from the crowd before he flips off Slater and climbs onto the apron to the irritation of the crowd leading to Frost and Slater squaring off in the middle of the ring.
Diamond: “M.D.K. is truly the biggest wind-up merchant in this industry.”
Baxter: “Mental warfare has got him to where he is today and he’s hardly going to stop is he?”
Frost and Slater tie up in the middle of the ring and Slater quickly turns it into a side headlock on the God of the WGWF. Frost pushes Slater into the ropes but the champion comes back with a shoulder block that floors Frost. M.D.K. slaps the turnbuckle and shouts at Frost to wake up. Frost slowly gets to his feet and Slater smiles at the God before slapping him across the face.
Baxter: “How dare he disrespect a god such as Paul Frost?”
Diamond: “If Slater worried what people like Paul Frost thought, he wouldn’t be where he is today…”
Slater whips Frost into his home turnbuckle and tags in Cable which gets a pop from the crowd. Slater climbs out of the ring after one final kick to the midsection of Frost as Cable takes over the assault with a series of clubbing blows before pointing to M.D.K. and talking trash. Frost capitalises and jabs a thumb into the eye of the Manbeast and then catches Slater with a cheap shot before hitting a running snapmare on Cable.
Diamond: “M.D.K. truly has taken up residence in Cable’s head… He’s causing a distraction by just standing there… He certainly has the advantage in a battle of wits.”
Baxter: “Is that because on one half of that battle is a complete halfwit?”
Frost climbs to his feet and clubs the kneeling Cable with a couple of forearms to the back of the head before driving a measured knee into the chin of the Manbeast. The crowd boos as Frost stands up and poses for the crowd which receives huge heat. Cable gets back to one knee and shakes his head and M.D.K. calls for the tag. Frost looks at M.D.K. and nods before backing into the ropes and delivers a running knee to the side of Cable’s head, but the Manbeast hauls Frost up and drives the God into the mat with a sidewalk slam!
Diamond: “Did you see that? M.D.K. called for the tag and Frost ignored him! Something isn’t right in the house of Extinction…”
Baxter: “You’re just looking for problems… everything is fine!”
Cable stands up, beats his chest and calls out M.D.K…
Cable: “Come on then little man! Come at me!”
M.D.K.: “I’m 3lbs heavier than you, you thick fuck!”
Cable surges towards M.D.K.’s corner and takes a swipe at the number one contender but he hops down onto the outside ground and waves sarcastically as the referee pulls Cable back… He starts to argue with the referee as M.D.K. climbs back onto the apron and waves at Cable again and as the Manbeast turns back to Frost, he’s met with a European uppercut that rattles him before Frost backs into the ropes again and this time drops the point of his elbow onto the forehead of Cable that drops the big man to the mat. Frost goes over to M.D.K. and offers his partner the tag which is accepted but M.D.K. eyes his partner cautiously.
M.D.K. stands over Cable as he stirs and roars at him.
M.D.K.: “Stay down dog! Play dead!”
Cable growls in response but as he turns his head, he is met with the heel of M.D.K.’s boot.
Diamond: “M.D.K. sure as anything won’t be offering any respect to John Cable tonight…”
M.D.K. delivers another boot to Cable’s head before he turns to Slater starts talking trash to him as well.
Diamond: “I’m sorry if those at home could hear what M.D.K. just had to say…”
Baxter: “And if you didn’t, M.D.K. told Tristan that he was going to put his dog to sleep…”
Derrick just sighs as Cable stretches out his hand to climb to his feet but M.D.K. casually takes a step back onto the outstretched fingers before driving his other foot backwards to mule-kick Cable square in the face… The crowd deliver huge heat for that and Slater is getting progressively irritated. M.D.K. picks Cable up, delivers a forearm to his face before whipping him into the corner. The Manbeast staggers out but M.D.K. drives him back in with a clothesline before M.D.K. whips Cable across the ring into the opposite corner but Cable manages to reverse it and sends M.D.K. across the ring. M.D.K. clatters in back first but Cable follows up with a clothesline of his own but M.D.K. ducks under the attempt and before Cable can even turn around, M.D.K. connects with a release German suplex and makes his way over to his corner and tags in Frost by slapping him on the shoulder. Frost eyeballs M.D.K. as he climbs into the ring.
Diamond: “I don’t think Frost was that keen on tagging back in!”
M.D.K. gestures for Frost to get in the ring and he grudgingly obliges and as M.D.K. climbs back onto the apron and smirks as Frost deliver a few boots to the body of the still downed Cable. Frost drags Cable to his knees and applies a rear chin lock before dropping a few clubbing blows to the chest of Cable before tagging M.D.K. back in.
Baxter: “Say what you want but these two have cut the ring in half for Cable much to the frustration of Slater.”
Slater can be seen hammering the turnbuckle to cheer on his partner but M.D.K. puts a few knees into the ribs of Cable as he drags him to his feet and with a grunt, drops him with a snap suplex. M.D.K. floats over, mounts Cable and delivers a couple of right hands before Frost slaps the shoulder of M.D.K. and tags himself back in. M.D.K. glares at Frost as the referee ushers him out of the ring and Frost goes to work on the leg of Cable with a few measures stomps before picking up the leg of the Manbeast and delivers a boot to the back of his knee!
Diamond: “And if looks could kill, these two would be Extinct… pun very much intended…”
Baxter: “What pun?”
Diamond: “Just watch the damn match...”
Frost picks Cable up and whips him into one of the neutral corners and hits a running knee to the chest of the big man that sends him staggering forwards. Frost measures up Cable and then charges behind him and drops him with a boot to the back of the same knee before following through and connecting with a cheap shot to the jaw of Slater. Slater tries to climb into the ring and the referee stops him and while he is distracted, M.D.K. claps loudly to simulate a tag and climbs in to join in with a double assault of boots to the writhing body of Cable!
Baxter: “If this isn’t on the same page, then I’d hate to see them getting on!”
The referee finally gets Slater under control and turns to eject M.D.K. from the ring but he protests that he tagged and so Frost gets sent to the corner instead. Frost glares at M.D.K. again as the number one contender drags Cable back up, he drives a couple of MMA style knees to the chest and jaw of the prone Cable before a sharp elbow sends Cable staggering forwards and M.D.K. uses the Manbeast’s momentum to eject him from the ring and sprawling to the outside!
Diamond: “Slater is livid and itching to get into the ring and now Cable is in Extinction territory!”
Baxter: “And there’s more of them than expected!”
As Baxter says that, M.D.K. feigns intention to climb out of the ring leading to a heated debate that stops the referee from seeing Ridge and Dusk hopping the guard wall and delivering a brutal Over-Under to the Manbeast! Kyle Shane stands up and sarcastically applauds the scene in front of him!
Diamond: “John Cable just went down like he had been hit by a damn car right there!”
Baxter: “Well Mr Shane seems pretty impressed!”
They drag Cable to his feet and hold him still as Frost turns to face them on the apron and leaps off and deliver a double axe-handle smash that sends Cable crashing to the ground. Ridge and Dusk drag Cable back up and roll him back into the ring as Slater notices what is going on and charges round to confront his partner’s assailants only to be met with a spear from Dusk! Ridge then drags Slater back up; Frost measures him up and drops him with a Frost Bite while Ridge and Dusk disappear into the crowd once again!”
Diamond: “Those damn disciples just wiped out the champion and assaulted his partner!”
Cable is slowly stirring and crawling into the centre as M.D.K. smirks and rounds his downed foe – occasionally delivering cheap kicks and insults as Cable continues to crawl to the middle of the ring. M.D.K. backs into the ropes and charges forward for a running, jumping double knee drop to the back of Cable’s head but the Manbeast, roars to his feet and hits a meteoric discus punch that almost decapitates M.D.K.!
Diamond: “Oh my word! John Cable just nearly damn took M.D.K.’s head off!”
M.D.K. tumbles backwards before appearing to be out cold as the crowd urge Cable on as the Manbeast drags himself slowly to the corner. The referee starts to count both men out and the crowd are chanting Cable’s name as he gets to his corner and reaches out to see Tristan isn’t there but is still out cold on the ground outside. M.D.K. is slowly back to his feet and laughing with a split lip from that shot from Cable who has dragged himself to his feet and sees Slater sprawled out on the outside!
Diamond: “That was Cable’s chance to make the tag and those damn Extinction goons have tried to tip the odds in their favour once again!”
Baxter: “Calm your ass down, you’ll have an aneurysm!”
Cable turns to face M.D.K. narrows his eyes and charges forwards but M.D.K. takes a step to the side and locks up the head and arm of Cable and the crowd naturally pop as M.D.K. goes for a HellShot but Cable drives an elbow into the back of M.D.K.’s head and drives him to the mat with a brutal DDT! Cable hooks the leg!
1!
2!
Kick-out!
Diamond: “That was miraculously the first pinfall attempt of the match!”
Baxter: “These four men are more interested in kicking each other’s asses than getting the win!”
Cable drags M.D.K. up by the hair and screams in his face that he will be respected by the Hall of Famer who just smirks back. Cable delivers a forearm to the jaw of M.D.K. and demands respect once more and this time M.D.K. responds with a spit to the face of Cable that sprays the Manbeast with saliva and blood.
Baxter: “If Cable was expecting respect tonight then he’s sorely mistaken!”
Cable looks enraged and clubs at M.D.K. until the number one contender is on the mat and Cable has to be pulled away from his downed foe. M.D.K. pulls himself up to be seated against the ropes and smirks again leading to Cable charging forwards again only this time, M.D.K. slides forwards and trips Cable with a drop toehold that slams him to the mat and M.D.K. floats over and applies a cross-face that sends pain through the face and shoulder of the Manbeast.
Diamond: “Cable is in trouble down and needs to battle back if he has any hope of winning this!”
The crowd are chanting Cable’s name and he appears to be stirring but M.D.K. torques on the neck and Cable grunts in frustration. Suddenly the crowd are joined in their chant and slapping of the turnbuckle of Tristan Slater who is back to his feet!
Diamond: “Slater is back and is hungry to get into the ring!”
Baxter: “How dare he? The glorified fucking cheerleader!”
Diamond: “Calm your ass down!”
Cable puts his hands to the mat and completes a press up before crawling to his feet while still holding M.D.K.!
Diamond: “The strength! The power!”
Baxter: “The steroids!”
Cable shuffles M.D.K. to the side and drops him with a sidewalk slam releasing the grip! Slater is looking like he’s set to explode as Cable crawls towards his corner. M.D.K. slowly turns to his knees and crawls towards where Frost apathetically holds out his hand for the tag and makes the tag just after Slater gets tagged into the roar of the crowd!
Diamond: “Slater is in! Frost is in and the crowd are on their feet!”
Slater charges at Frost and delivers a clothesline that flattens the God of WGWF and then delivers one to M.D.K. as well. As Frost gets to his feet, he is levelled once more and M.D.K. is greeted with a boot to the stomach followed with a snap suplex and the rising Frost is treated to the same treatment and as M.D.K. gets back up, Cable groggily drives him into the corner and delivers a series of shoulder drives into the turnbuckle as the pair brawl in the corner.
Baxter: “The referee has lost complete control tonight!”
Slater meanwhile has Frost in the opposite corner and is delivering a flurry of punches, kicks and chops that rattle God before he whips the former champion across the ring as Cable does the same to M.D.K. but both men have it reversed and The Glorious New Breed nearly collide in the centre of the ring only to stop each other, smile and deliver superkicks in tandem to the onrushing members of Extinction sending them sprawling to the mat!
Diamond: “Double superkicks! This team is in perfect harmony as M.D.K. and Frost are in trouble!”
Cable and Slater slap hands and the referee counts the tag as Slater makes his way over to Frost who is propped up in the corner and drives a few stomps to the chest of Frost before holding his knee into the jaw of the Canadian before pulling Frost to his feet and taking a step back before hitting a perfect dropkick to the face of the prone Extinction founder.
Cable is breathing heavily in the corner as he composes himself while M.D.K. sits in the opposite corner eyeing Slater carefully. Slater lets Frost stagger out of the corner before running to the ropes and as he charges at Frost, he hits a perfect flip pile-driver onto Paul Frost! The crowd are on their feet chanting “Glorious” as Slater poses in the centre of the ring before dropping down to make the cover!
But the referee doesn’t count!
Diamond: “Slater isn’t the legal man and he doesn’t remember!”
Slater stands up to argue with the referee but as he does, M.D.K. spins around the champion, locks up his arms but Slater spins free and attempts a point blank flip pile-driver but M.D.K. uses Slater’s momentum to throw him into the ropes and follows up with a brawling clothesline that sends both men over the top rope and crashing to the outside where both men brawl with stiff jabs to the delight of the crowd!
Diamond: “These two are just going at each other like a pair of wild animals!”
Cable staggers over to the still downed Frost and signals to the crowd for the end but as he does, the Intercontinental title lowers from the rafters courtesy of a smirking Kyle Shane and Cable watches as the title hovers a couple of inches from his face.
Diamond: “Kyle Shane is trying to mess with Cable’s head!”
Baxter: “Hey, it looks to me that John is looking to get tea-bagged by that belt!”
Cable naturally reaches out for the belt but it slips from his grip as Kyle Shane presses a button on the controls that sends the belt shooting back up. Cable points to where Shane is and mouths that he is an asshole while Shane pleads innocence. Cable continues to talk trash and Shane innocently points behind Cable to tell him to look behind him. As he does, Frost is there to deliver the Frost Bite but as Frost leaps, Cable shoves Frost into the ropes and as he returns, is hauled into the air by the Manbeast who just rag-dolls Frost in the air!
Diamond: “Cable has Paul Frost in the torture rack and is shaking him like a ragdoll!”
Meanwhile, M.D.K. and Slater are trading blows on the outside. Slater drives M.D.K. into the ring steps causing them to separate and as he drags his challenger to his feet; the Londoner spins behind the champion, and drops him with a Superior-Plex!
Baxter: “Superior-Plex on the steel steps!”
Diamond: “M.D.K. doesn’t care about what’s happening in the ring! He’s focussed on getting his hands on Slater so much, he doesn’t even notice his partner in trouble!”
Cable finishes with a cradle brain-buster to complete The Darkest hour to drive Frost into the mat to the swelling roar from the crowd! M.D.K. is dragging Slater up the ramp by his hair as Cable makes the cover and the referee makes the count!
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Donald Masters: “Here are your winners… The Glorious… NEW BREED!”
Cable looks to Slater who is fighting back against M.D.K. and the pair trade blows again on the rampway as Cable is standing in the ring, with his arm raised, when the ring holding the Intercontinental title comes spinning down in front him. Cable has a perplexed and outraged snarl on his face. The belt is actually swinging back and forth in a big arc now, almost as if someone is dangling a piece of string in front of an annoyed cat. Grunting, Cable reaches out and grabs for the title, and it jerks up just a few feet, snatched out of his hands. As he does this, a mocking howl of laughter goes out over the PA from a mic and the camera pans up to show Kyle Shane holding his sides, doubled over with laughter.
Kyle Shane: “Ohhhh, you almost had it, Johnny... you gotta be quicker than that!”
Cable actually uses his height and grips on to the belt now, and is just about to pull it down from the ring, but then it is again pulled out of his grasp. Cable gives another frustrated shout. Kyle is grinning like the Cheshire cat as he flips the switch to toggle it.
Kyle Shane: “I tell you, this doesn't get old. Hey, I thought you were supposed to be part of the Glorified New Breed or some such shit, so why oh why do I only see a Kyle Shane wannabe in that ring. Ha. Kidding, but Johnny, the reason I did this, is twofold. One, because you Cable are about as thick as cement and still seem to believe my win at Wrestlewars came with an asterisk, because we both briefly had our hands on the title. So I did want to be a good sport, and give you a second chance to get your hands properly on the belt, but you juuuust… can't seem to do it, yet again... Here you go Cable, here boy, fetch it!”
He drops the Intercontinental title belt down again, then jerks it back like a fisherman tugging on a line before John Cable can even make an attempt at it. He's clearly having fun with the controls.
Kyle Shane: “So yeah, partly my reason for this was just like in those old Bugs Bunny cartoons where for no reason, he fucks with an opera singer for eight minutes. But I wanted, furthermore, to prove a point.”
Kyle retracts the belt all the way to the ceiling, and points up to it. His demeanour is growing more intense by the second, and he puts the control box down and takes the mic.
Kyle Shane: “This title right here, got disrespected by a stupid little boy this week, and I'm thankful I am getting the chance to kick his ass; little boy Andy said that Kyle Shane couldn't hack it as World Champion anymore, so I had to leave that belt and go away, and come back for one that means less. So I'm out here to clarify, in front of you, Tristan Slater, the man who…
He looks as a couple of referees try in vain to separate M.D.K. and Slater from brawling but the pair keep on charging at each other… raises his eyebrow and smirks…
“… not only appears to have his hands full right now but also whose ass I've kicked more than anyone currently on the roster, and in front of his bald little gimp. That this title is NOT less than the World Heavyweight Title. I've raised it up to the rafters because I am raising the value of it second by second, week by week.
Kyle Shane has now walked down the ramp and to the apron, and climbed in the ring to confront Cable.
Kyle Shane: “Just like I'm raising the bar for talent around here. Now I don't know what you've gotten used to, but I see a lot of people around here, you especially Johnny, walking around running their mouths about how many icons they've beaten, how many matches they've won. But that don't cut no ice with me, slick. It's a brand new morning, most of those nobodies like, oh, Hunter or Famine of the Vile, barely even matter... and I'm here to tell you, Cable. If you even *think* you're capable of putting my name on that measly little list. If you think you have what it takes to take on some real competition son, then come at me. I'll meet you for the Intercontinental title anytime, anyplace, from now until Summer Madness. And I won't need any stupid asterisk to whip your ass forwards and backwards, I won't need a ladder to stand taller than you ever could.”
He smirks as he holds the control box up.
Kyle Shane: “And I won't need any cable line to keep the Intercontinental title out of your hands the next time.”
John Cable: “Oh, you think so?”
The two of them get nose to nose, talking trash and exchanging harsh words. Kyle has a disdainful sneer on his face as he exits the ring; pointing up to the belt hanging so far above them that nobody can reach it. Cable look on as Kyle hops the guard rail and makes his way through the crowd, holding his arms up as he does.
We go bacstage, where Denise Essex is standing in front of a black interview curtain with a microphone in hand.
Essex: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Jocelyn Camden.
The crowd in the arena cheers as Camden walks into frame. She has a big smile on her face as Essex turns to her and starts talking.
Essex: Jocelyn, two weeks ago, you returned to the WGWF and called our Alyce Starchylde. Why?
Camden looks Essex up and down with a big grin on her face.
Camden: Really? This is how we start? I haven't seen you in years, and instead of addressing our little "issue", you want to jump right into things?
Essex: ...issue? What issue?
Camden: What issue? The sexual tension that exists between us!
Essex looks at Camden with a quizzical look on her face.
Essex: There isn't any sexual tension between us
Camden's grin suddenly turns to a stoic look. She looks her up and down again, then down at herself, then back at Essex's face, then into the camera, and finally back at Essex as she unleashes a sigh.
Camden: That is unfortunate. Anyway, what was going on? You're talking about someone?
Essex: Alyce Starchylde. You came out after her match...
Camden cuts Essex off with an "oh, oh, right" as she remembers the conversation.
Camden: Right, you're wondering why I went after Alyce Starchylde. Well, to be honest, all of the women around here could use a reality check with the way they've been talking as of late. The reason why Starchylde was the first one on my list was because she was simply the most interesting. Trust me, I'll be going after Circa, Dutchess, and...whoever that creepy chick is that worships Paul Frost. But I wanted to start this off...
Before Camden can continue, she is blindsided from behind by Alyce Starchylde. Essex runs off as Starchylde begins laying fists into the side of Camden's head, with Camden barely able to defend herself. Camden staggers forward as Starchylde points at her.
Starchylde: OFF WITH HER HEAD!
Starchylde grabs Camden and delivers a massive headbutt, causing Camden to fall backwards, knocking down the black curtain. The effects of the headbutt causes a small trickle of blood to come down Starchylde's forehead, but she just stares at Camden and laughs as medical personnel rush onto the scene to check on Camden.
MATCH TWO:
Jaymz Dante versus The Sentinel
DING.... DING.... DING....
Dante and Sentinel stand across the ring from each other waiting for the other to make a move when suddenly the lights in the arena go dark.
There's a pop from the crowd!
Diamond: Wait! What!
The blackout lasts as long as the length of the track as camera flashes from the fans in attendance attempt to light up the arena with flashes but are unsuccessful. Once the lights come back up both Jaymz Dante and The Sentinel are laid out in the ring.
Baxter: What the hell just happened here?
The scene cuts backstage.
The camera cuts to the back where MDK is on his cell phone walking through the back hallway.
MDK: ...don't really care for the product of my new t-shirts. They look like they were made by ten year olds. How about using a fabric they don't sell at Wally World...and maybe a better picture on the front?
MDK pauses listening to the other end of the line. He realizes he is at the craft table and reaches a hand out for a water without looking. Suddenly a water bottle is put into his hand.
MDK: Right, do all that then call me back!
MDK hangs up his phone and takes a swig of the water.
MDK: Hey this is perfectly chilled!
ALYCE: I know!
MDK turns to see Alyce at the craft services table. The flunky who normally runs it lies sprawled across the table unconscious. Alyce waves playfully at MDK.
ALYCE: Bye now!
Alyce skips away as MDK looks after her with a smile when he's suddenly blind sided by TRISTAN SLATER to a roar from the crowd! Tristan spins MDK around and drives him head first into the concrete wall before dragging him towards the loading dock! MDK is sent head first into the side of a production truck before Slater spins around hammering away with right hands!
Diamond: The fight between MDK and Slater continues!!
MDK manages to thumb Slater in the eye before a double thrust to the throat which creates some space as he starts to head towards the roll up door of the arena! MDK exits the arena as Tristan staggers after him before we fade back to ringside.
MATCH THREE:
Alyce Starchylde versus Dutchess
DING... DING... DING....
Alyce Starchylde stands in the ring awaiting the arrival of Dutchess yet there's no Dutchess. Suddenly on the Jumbo Tron appears Dutchess as she's laughing at Alyce.
DUTCHESS- "I wish that I could be there tonight because I'd love NOTHING more than to wipe the mat with your face, Alyce; but unfortunately I had a scheduling conflict and couldn't make the show."
The crowd boo's intently.
DUTCHESS- "Don't worry, I found you a suitable replacement. Ladies and Gentleman please welcome EDUARDO CORONO GANZALEZ!
There's next to know reaction for ECG as he walks out through the curtain and down towards the ring. ECG reaches ringside giving Alyce the sexy eyes as he slides into the ring and is to a vertical base. ECG removes his ring jacket before starting to blow kisses as Alyce and winking at her. Alyce screams out!
ALYCE STARCHYLDE- "OFF WITH HIS HEAD!!"
Alyce drops ECG with a Unicorn Stampede where she makes the cover.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO.... THREE!!
DING... DING... DING...
Masters: The winner of this contest, ALYCE STARCHYLDE!
Suddenly we cut outside of the building where MDK has the upper hand on "Glorious" Tristan Slater as he is shown bodyslamming Slater on the front hood of a car in the parking lot of the MGM Grand! MDK starts choking away at Slater while also pounding down with hard fists to his face! MDK glances off camera, he releases his choke and walks off camera before returning moments later swinging a three foot piece of pipe looking to smash Slater's face in! Tristan rolls off the hood of the car causing MDK to dent it with the impact of the lead pipe! MDK comes around the car after Slater where he's met with a low blow by the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion! MDK drops the pipe as he falls to the ground.
Baxter: Glorious Low Blow!
Diamond: This fight between MDK and Slater is in the streets of Las Vegas just a mere two weeks away from their showdown for the World Title on Monday Night Brawl!
Tristan pulls himself up to his feet where he reaches down picking MDK up off the asphalt where he scoops him up and slams him on the asphalt! We cut back to ringside.
MATCH FOUR:
NON TITLE
CHRONICALLY HUNTED (c) versus THE DYNASTY VIOLENCE CONNECTION.
The crowd roars as the bell sounds as we see the DVC talking over last minute strategy while across the ring Hunter points towards the ring apron taunting Chris Page as CCP willingly steps out to the apron. The crowd roars as Erik Josten charges across the ring blasting Hunter from behind and knocking him into the ropes! Josten spins Hunter around and starts unloading with right hands to the face and jaw!!
Diamond: Erik Josten still wants him a piece of Hunter!!
Josten fires Hunter across the ring, Hunter bounces off the ropes ducking under a Josten clothesline, Erik spins around where he's met with a gouge to the eyes to loud boo's from the crowd. It's now Hunter that starts to open up with a flurry of right hands to Josten as he backs Erik into a neutral corner before shooting him across the ring and into the buckles. Hunter charges full speed with a corner clothesline before driving Josten into the mat with a side walk slam! The fans boo intently as Hunter reaches his feet and starts taunting CCP.
Baxter: The last thing I would be doing if I'm Hunter is shifting my attention towards Page on the apron.
Hunter shifts attention back towards Josten where he starts stomping down on his chest and upper body before reaching down picking Josten up off the mat where he starts to paint brush slap him across the face to more boo's from the crowd. Hunter takes Josten back into the ropes where he fires him across the ring, Josten bounces off the ropes as Hunter ducks his head looking for a back body drop! Josten delivers a stiff boot to the upper chest of Hunter standing him straight up and allowing Josten to turn 360 degrees before sending Hunter to the mat with a stiff clothesline! The fans roar as Josten mounts Hunter and starts hammering down with hard, hard right hands!!
Diamond: Listen to this crowd!
With each shot the fans get louder and louder as the referee lays the five count to Josten who breaks at four. He reaches his feet before picking Hunter up off the mat where he drives him back into the corner housing Connolly. Christian tags into the match as Josten has Hunter pinned against the buckles with his shoulder. Connolly picks right up where Josten left off with the right hands! Josten is out to the apron at the four count as Christian takes Hunter to the mat with a snapmare take over followed by a dropkick to the spine! Christian forces Hunters shoulders to the mat
REFEREE: ONE....... TWO..... TH
Hunter kicks out as Christian quickly locks in a rear chin lock and starts cranking on the pressure as the referee is in prime position and starts asking Hunter to surrender. He shakes his off and starts to stand back to his feet where he turns into the chin lock and delivers a side suplex breaking Connolly's grasp.
Diamond: The DVC needs a win right here to guarantee themselves a rematch at the Tag Titles come Summer Madness at Madison Square Garden.
Hunter starts to stir as he reaches both knees and immediately starts to choke away with both hands around the throat of Connolly. The official lays the count to Hunter and the choke is broken at the four count as the crowd boos intently towards Hunter as we see Hunter reach his feet.
Baxter: I don't really know what to think about this change in attitude from Hunter; not sure if I like it.. Or love it!
Hunter picks Christian up off the mat where he locks in a front face lock delivering a snap suplex. Hunter is back to his feet where he looks towards Chris Page on the ring apron. Hunter smirks as he starts to walk towards the corner to make the Tag to CCP. Chris reluctantly extends his hand out towards the ring and as Hunter looks to slap it for the tag Page yanks it away avoiding the tag to a massive ovation!
Diamond: Page didn't tag!!
Hunter starts screaming at CCP as Chris simply shrugs his shoulders all the while Christian has recovered and is back to his feet and when Hunter spins around Connolly takes him down with a Superkick! Christian drops down making another cover!!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO.....THR
Hunter kicks out to a gasp from the crowd. Christian reaches a vertical base where he picks Hunter up off the mat taking him back into DVC territory where the ribs are exposed and Josten is tagged back in. Josten drives a boot to the exposed ribs before scooping Hunter up over his shoulder! The crowd starts to come alive as Josten looks to deliver a running power slam! Hunter slides down the back of Josten shoving him into the ropes and as Josten bounces off the ropes he's immediately met by Hunter with a clothesline sending Josten spilling over the top rope and out to the floor!!!
Diamond: Josten just took a nasty fall to the floor!!
Hunter drops down to the mat rolling out to the floor where he picks Josten up and sends him crashing right shoulder first into the ring steps. The crowd pops as Hunter turns towards the ring and is sent crashing to the floor by Connolly who does a rolling Senton off the apron of the ring!!! Christian pops back up to his feet where he picks Hunter up and sends him back into the ring before turning to check on Erik Josten who clutches at his right shoulder.
Baxter: Erik might be hurt here.
Christian is shown helping Josten to his feet before Josten rolls back into the ring under the bottom rope where he uses the ropes to pull himself back up and catch Hunter with a boot to the midsection that doubles Hunter over. Josten looks to deliver a Piledriver but isn't able to lift Hunter up and it ends up being countered with a ROID RAGE slam! Hunter throws his arms up in the air drawing boo's from the crowd before dropping down making the cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO..... THR
Connolly makes the save to a huge pop from the crowd as we see Chris Page drop down to the floor and walk towards the security railing calling for a beer from the beer guy!
Baxter: CCP is having himself a beer in the middle of this match!
Chris high fives the fans at ringside in front of him as he is handed his beer. He takes a drink and takes a few pictures with ringside fans as we see Hunter roll out to the floor and walks right up behind Page.
Diamond: No contact order!
Hunter debates spinning CCP around instead he opts to scream directly in Page's ear. Chris slowly turns around as cameras pick up the conversation between Hunter and Page!
HUNTER- "What the hell are you doing!?!?!"
Hunter exclaims as he points towards the ring.
HUNTER- "We are in the middle of a damn match!"
Chris kind of nods his head as if to sympathize Hunter's case.
CHRIS PAGE- "You're right. You're right."
In the ring Josten rolls towards his corner where he makes the tag to Connolly. Christian drops down to the floor and starts to come around the ring while we see Chris take a sip from his beer cup only to have it swatted out of his hands by Hunter! Chris spits a beer most into the eyes of Hunter!! The crowd erupts as Connolly comes up behind Hunter and sends himself sailing back into the ring. Christian slides into the ring where he back to his feet picking Hunter up off the mat and quickly under hooking the arms before driving Hunter into the mat with the Crowning Glory! Christian rolls Hunter over making a cover!!
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE
Hunter drapes his left foot across the bottom rope causing the count to be broken as there is a massive gasp from the crowd!!
Baxter: Hunter with the wherewithal to get that foot on the rope because clearly he's handling this match on his own. Josten calls for the tag as Hunter is in a prone position. Christian makes the tag and as he does Chris comes back around the ring climbing up on the ring apron where he tags himself in the match! Chris steps through the ropes looking directly at Josten before giving him a head nod and with that Josten charges towards Page, Page side steps Josten allowing Josten to deliver the Long Arm of the Law to Hunter! Josten spins around walking right up to Page and poking him in the chest!! Page falls to the mat with Josten dropping down making the cover!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO.... THREE!!!
Diamond: FINGER POKE OF DOOM!!
DING... DING... DING....
Masters: The winners of this contest and OFFICIALLY challenging for the WGWF Tag Team Championship at Summer Madness, THE DYNASTY VIOLENCE CONNECTION!
Hunter rolls out to the floor as Chris rolls towards the corner taking the Tag Titles before rolling out to the floor where he looks down at Hunter with a smirk on his face before leaving him laying and taking the Tag Titles in the process.
Diamond: With this win the DVC will get their rematch against Chronically Hunted at Summer Madness, and one can only wonder what Hunter is going to think about all this.
We once again cut in the Las Vegas streets where MDK and Slater are LITERALLY in the streets stopping traffic! People don't know what to do as they look on; both men are bleeding and not giving an inch when the sounds of Police Sirens are heard coming closer until three Las Vegas Squad cars surround MDK and Slater. Six officers emerge from the three cars with weapons drawn.
POLICE OFFICER- "STOP RIGHT THERE! BOTH OF YOU!! HANDS UP NOW!!!"
Both Slater and MDK stop throwing blows and raise their hands up in the air.
POLICE OFFICER- "GET ON YOUR KNEES!"
Slowly both men get down on their knee's as two officers approach. Guns are still on MDK and Slater as these two officers come up behind both Slater and MDK and handcuff them. They get them up off the ground before taking them to separate squad cars and place them in the back seat. The scene fades.
MAIN EVENT:
WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Andy Johnson versus Kyle Shane (c)
Diamond: Ladies and gentlemen… the match we’re about to witness is sure to be a wild and ultimately outstanding battle as two of WGWF’s charismatic, risk taking superstars square off for the prestigious Intercontinental Championship. And we are ebing joined for it by 'The Beast' Johnathan Cable.
Cable: Thank you Derrick. It's my pleasure to be here. I wanna check this match out as one of these men will be my potential opponent.
Baxter: For your sake, you better hope it's Johnson.
Cable: Is that right?
Baxter: Yeah, duh!
Diamond: Excuse my partner, John.
Cable: No worries. My right fist can shut him up real quick.
Baxter: *audible gulp*
“Everyday Normal Guy” by Jon Lajoie blasts over the PA as there’s a massive ovation for Andy Johnson as he steps out onto the ramp.
Masters: And now coming to the ring…weighing in at 185 pounds…he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada…The Everyday Normal Guy… ANDY JOHNSON!
He smirks to himself as he looks really focussed for his matchup tonight. Andy stops on the top of the ramp… A gang of people come out from backstage wearing the #teamandyjohnson blue shirts and they are holding his surfboard. Andy leaps at them and they lift him up and he gets on the surfboard and he pretends to surf his way down the ramp as the crowd in attendance start up a ANDY ANDY ANDY chant. Andy gets to ringside and gets off the surfboard and onto the apron. He gets into the ring and goes to his corner as well.
Diamond: What a homecoming for Andy Johnson!
Cable: For his sake, he better not let being home effect him.
Baxter: Being home won't matter. He's facing the greatest in WGWF history.
Cable: That's debatable.
Baxter: Only by someone like yourself.
The opening notes of "In The Morning And Amazing" by Circa Survive begins to play. The big screen shows shots of Kyle’s matches. Kyle Shane steps slowly out onto the stage.
Masters: Now, Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 218 pounds, and hailing from the town known as Boston, Massachusetts… he is the reigning and defending WGWF Intercontinental Champion... The God of Game.. KYLE SHAAAAAANNNNE!!!!
The Assassins hood to his longcoat is pulled low over his face. The distinctive voice of Anthony Green hits the bridge: "And how could anyone, you are in my dreams. Half human, half machine. You with someone else that I have felt and seen. I cannot rest, or my consciousness contest. Looking right through the lens. From winter brings the spring again..." Kyle tilts his head back and holds his arms out, taking in the reception of the crowd. The crowd gets on it's feet for the returning God of Game. There are pockets of people that are irritated and give their negative reaction to the flippy, smarky, self-absorbed Game Changer, but a vast majority of the people know his history and his accomplishments, if not his in-ring prowess. Some even give him a fanning bow as Kyle swaggers down the aisle. 1/2 the way down the aisle, Kyle pivots, holding his arms up to either side of him. He climbs onto the apron. Kyle balances on the ropes for a moment, points to himself and smirks, holding his arms out, and then he hops down, takes off his longcoat and stretches a few times to get ready.
As his music fades, Shane stares down Johnson before sliding off the title belt and handing it to the official, who displays it for all the fans watching around the world.
The Intercontinental Championship. At stake.
The ref hands the belt off to the time-keeper ringside, as the two superstars continue to stare down, a smug grin on the face of each confident competitor.
‘DING DING DING’
Diamond: The echoing of the bell says it all… the Intercontinental Championship contest is underway!
Both men circle each other in the ring neither looking to eager to make a move.
Diamond: This is not the way I anticipated this match starting. Both wrestlers are known for the energy they bring to the ring, and this just doesn’t seem right.
Baxter: Another thing about WGWF fans is the fact that they don’t seem to respect the insight I give them. I mean every time I leave the arena, it is just one insult after another.
Diamond gazes awkwardly at Baxter, as action finally seems to pick up in the ring as Kyle Shane hits Johnson with a flying forearm sending him back against the ropes. Johnson comes off the ropes full steam, decking Shane with a forearm of his own. Johnson follows up with a dropkick that sends Shane to the mat.
Diamond: This is more like the action I expected to see.
Baxter: I mean come on a guy can only get his car covered in eggs so many times before you say enough is enough.
Shane hops off the mat quickly, but is met by a clothesline that sends him back down. The Everyday Normal Guy, quickly hops up to the top rope jumping off with a flying elbow, but Shane rolls out of the way leaving Andy alone on the mat clutching his elbow. Shane quickly capitalizes with a swift kick to the gut of Johnson. The kicks continue firmly plastering Johnson on the mat. Shane grabs Andy around the head only to slam him back down to the mat with a vertical suplex. A quick standing elbow drop lands firmly on the trachea of Shane’s fallen foe.
Diamond: Shane seems to be getting a strong hold on this match and is now punishing Andy.
Cable: Kyle's made a career out of doing that.
This time it is Kyle Shane who makes his way up to the top rope, but unlike Johnson he connects with a flying elbow drop.
One…..
Two……
The referee’s hand barely has a chance to raise off the mat, before Johnson lifts his shoulder off of the mat. Shane tries to get up and inflict some more damage, but is rolled up in an old fashioned schoolboy.
One…..
Two……
Shane gets free, and quickly moves away from Johnson. Shane seems to ready himself as he gets low to the ground almost stalking Johnson as the Normal Guy slowly rises from the mat. With Johnson now upright, Shane runs towards him leaping with a clothesline, but the ever aware Johnson ducks down causing Shane to clear him by a good two feet, his throat landing on the top rope.
Baxter: Haha, what a mistake, and your new IC Champion…Andy…..
Cable: Not so fast there chief…
Johnson is still somewhat slow as he moves towards Shane. Shane meets him with a shoulder to the gut, but Johnson manages to take the damage, and deliver a powerful twisting backbreaker to Shane.
One…
Two….
Th….
A nanosecond later and a new champion would have emerged. Johnson slams his fist down on the ground, showing his frustration. A knee to the back of Kyle seems to bring a little more joy to Andy, but once again he climbs the rope not learning from his previous attempt. This time he hits Shane with a body splash, and once again going for a pin.
One….
Two…..
Th……..
Johnson once again comes up short, but quickly gets up and runs towards the ropes. As he nears Shane he flips over trying to land a rolling senton, but he just slightly overshoots his foe, and landing on his back.
Diamond: A costly mistake for Johnson as he now loses whatever momentum he has had.
Baxter: No way, Shane is still on the ground all he has to do is take his time, and the match is his.
Cable: Against Kyle Shane, you can't make mistakes like that.
Johnson tries to get up but can’t as he grabs his back. This gives Shane just enough time to get up, and deliver a dropkick to the already ailing back of Johnson.
Diamond: You may hate the man, but you gotta admit that he is smart to go after the back of the Everyday Normal Guy.
Cable: Shane's IQ is underrated. Still not as smart as me though.
Kyle Shane once again runs off the rope and delivers an even more ferocious kick to the back of Andy's head. Andy writhes around the ring inching towards the ropes. Shane moves his way to the opposite corner, and runs towards the fallen Normal Guy.
Diamond: It looks like he is going to go for that dropkick one more time.
Cable: He smells blood.
As he nears his opponent Shane grabs Johnson by the hair, pulls him into a headlock, and drives him into the mat with the Pieces of Eden causing oohs and aahs to resonate throughout the arena.
Diamond: What an impressive maneuver.
Cable: Impressive but flawed.
Baxter: Oh you would think that.
Shane crawls over and rests his hand over the motionless Andy Johnson.
One……
Two………..
Three……………………
Johnson lifts his shoulder but it is too late as the referee calls for the bell….
Masters: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, and STILL Intercontinental Champion….KYLE SHAAAAAAAAANNNNNNE!!!!!!!.....
Kyles arm is raised in victory as he's awarded the Intercontinental Championship where he immediately turns his attention towards John at the announcers table. He walks over towards the corner getting up on the middle turnbuckle where he shakes the IC title at Cable. John stands up from the announcers Table tosses the headsets to the side.
Diamond: It's only a matter of time before this one explodes.
John starts to shake his head as Kyle steps down on the mat slinging the Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder as he turns and exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp. John follows Shane leaving Andy Johnson who is starting to work his way back to his feet to a massive round of applause from the crowd as he gave it his best shot. The crowd quickly breaks out into boo's as coming from the crowd...
Baxter: NICK RYAN!
Nick slides into the ring behind Andy and as Andy turns around he is met with a REDLINE! The crowd roars with massive boo's towards the ring as Nick Ryan reaches his feet looking down at Andy Johnson. Nick kneels down as camera pick up Nick saying..
NICK RYAN- "Nick Ryan TWO... Andy Johnson, ZERO!"
The boo's ring out as Monday Night Brawl fades to black.
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
5.29.17
T-MOBILE ARENA
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
Monday Night Brawl takes the air live from Sin City as Flash Rotten stands in the center of the ring to a mixed reception from the sold out crowd as he raises the microphone to his lips.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Ladies and Gentleman MY name is Flash Rotten and I am the General Manager of Monday Night Brawl!"
The reception is mixed as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Two weeks ago I stood in this very ring and professed a new day for Monday Night Brawl under my watch and tonight we continue that trend, right here in Las Vegas, Nevada!"
The fans give in to the cheap pop as there's a smirk on Flash's face as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Tonight in this very ring I'm bringing to you TWO high profile Tag Team attractions; the first will see the Glorious New Breed..."
Las Vegas roars at the mention of the GNB.
FLASH ROTTEN- "... Taking on The Extinction's MDK and Paul Frost!"
Cheers immediately shift into boo's as Flash drops the Extinction members names.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Tonight we're also going to see the WGWF World Tag Team Champions in this very ring against the longest reigning WGWF World Tag Team Champions in HISTORY, the Dynasty Violence Connection!"
The fans erupt loudly!!
FLASH ROTTEN- "The WGWF Intercontinental Championship WILL be on the line tonight IN YOUR MAIN EVENT as Kyle Shane defends the title against ANDY JOHNSON!"
The roof explodes!!
FLASH ROTTEN- "We are on the road to Summer Madness at Madison Square Garden and believe me when I say that I am going to put together a show that is going to BLOW the doors off Wrestle Wars Eleven!"
There's a loud, mixed reception upon the music hitting the speakers as all eyes shift towards the top of the ramp where Nick Ryan emerges out to the top of the ramp.
Diamond: Here's a guy that has some explaining to do after his actions two weeks ago on Monday Night Brawl by laying out Andy Johnson.
Baxter: He did the world a favor in my eyes.
Nick saunters towards the ring as Flash Rotten simply stands watching him make this walk. Nick doesn't pay any attention to the fans a long the way. He reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before being handed a microphone before he steps through the ropes and into the ring. The music fades away as Nick stands opposite Flash Rotten.
FLASH ROTTEN- "And what do I owe this little visit?"
Nick smirks at Flash as the majority of the fans boo while Nick raises his microphone.
NICK RYAN- "This is going to be way more than a visit, Flash."
Boo's get louder.
NICK RYAN- "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!"
The boo's are louder!
NICK RYAN- "You stand in this ring professing this is a new day in the WGWF, you harp on tonight and Summer Madness... Yet you don't even bother to speak my name from your lips; especially after I dropped the bastard son of Chris Page two weeks ago on this very show!"
Nick turns towards and points towards the Jumbo Tron.
Johnson quickly rolls out to the floor in shock as he as just knocked off Jaymz Dante in a close affair. Dante can't believe it he questions the count of the referee while he gets to his feet in the ring. Dante can't believe it as he watches Andy back track up the ramp with a smile on his face. The crowd starts to stir when NICK RYAN walks out to the top of the ramp spinning Andy Johnson around dropping him with a REDLINE!
Baxter: What the hell?!?!?!
A stunned Los Angeles crowd looks on as Nick Ryan stands looking down at Andy Johnson before shifting his eyes up and towards the ring at Jaymz Dante. Jaymz stares back at Nick as the scene fades.
Returning to the live shot the Las Vegas crowd boo's intently towards Nick as he stands with a sly smile on his face looking directly at Flash Rotten.
NICK RYAN- "Again, I ask you... DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!"
Nick screams out at Flash.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Mr. Ryan, we are all aware of what you did to Andy Johnson two weeks ago; and if you're out here for some sort of reference from yours truly might I suggest that you try to impress me by actually winning matches instead of attacking people from behind."
The crowd roars for Flash as Nick simply shakes his head as he raises his microphone.
NICK RYAN- "Clearly you do not know who I am; so allow me to remind you that if it wasn't for me carrying this federation on my back way back when NONE of this would be possible."
The boo's start to get even louder as Nick continues.
NICK RYAN- "I was the guy that was responsible for bringing in legends like Hunter, Centurion and a host of others that catapulted this federation BACK to the promised land... And when I left it all started to crumble down, ironic? I think not."
Diamond: This egotistical prick.
Flash interjects.
FLASH ROTTEN- "Are you done?"
NICK RYAN- "Not even close!"
Suddenly the crowd ERUPTS as ANDY JOHNSON shoots out from behind the curtain charging towards the ring! Andy dives in under the bottom rope as Nick quickly steps through the opposite ropes and out to the ring apron as Andy snatches the microphone out of Flash Rotten's hand.
ANDY JOHNSON- "I'm tired of your talk! I want a piece of you RIGHT NOW!!"
The fans ROAR as Andy tosses the microphone to the mat looking right at Nick Ryan. Nick laughs to himself as he raises the microphone.
NICK RYAN- "Listen up junior, I don't answer to you and WHEN our paths cross in this ring it's going to be on MY time. Nick Ryan, one. Andy Johnson, zero."
Nick drops down to the floor where he drops the microphone and exits through the crowd as the scene fades.
MATCH ONE:
The Glorious New Breed versus MDK and Paul Frost
Before Donald Masters can get in on announcing the competitors for the tag match, "In The Morning and Amazing" by Circa Survive hits on the PA and Kyle Shane walks out onto the stage, with a big grin on his face. He's carrying the Intercontinental title belt in one hand, and he motions that he's here on business as he walks down to the ring, giving a signal to one of the ring crew as he walks down to ringside. There is a lot of confusion in the air, as Donald Masters looks at Kyle with a questioning glance, as if wondering if he can go on. Kyle nonchalantly waves him off, and suddenly we see what Kyle is doing. He has a control box in one hand that the ring crew have given to him that lowers the cable from the rafters, the one that is used in a ladder match to hang a title on. Kyle, smirking, straps his championship belt around the brass ring, and gives the cable a secure tug to make sure it's right. Then, he uses the control box to start hoisting the Intercontinental title belt over the ring. The crowd is sorely confused.
Diamond: “What the hell is Kyle Shane up to?!”
Baxter: “Please, don't tell me he's decided to be an Indian giver and put the Intercontinental title back where he got it at Wrestlewars?”
Diamond: “I have no idea, but as of right now, Kyle Shane is at ringside and he's hung the IC title belt over the heads of the audience.”
The title is swinging back and forth. Kyle has the control box to raise and lower the cable in his hands, and he has his hand propping his chin up with a faux innocent look.
Diamond: “This has got to be some sort of mind game, but damn if I can figure it out just now.”
After a few moments of “God’s Goanna Trouble” by The Rigs a single spotlight baths the entrance way in a blinding light which quickly disappears leaving only a spotlight behind the person standing in the entrance way is none other than PAUL FROST! He doesn’t pose but instead focuses on the ramp-way and strides down to the ring…
Diamond: “Paul Frost kicking things off tonight and he just doesn’t look himself…”
Masters: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall… making his way to the ring first from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 225lbs… Paul… Frost!”
Charlie Big Potato by Skunk Anansie crashes into the Frost theme and M.D.K. emerges with a look of disgust on his face. He glowers at the crowd before making his way down to the ring…
Diamond: “Well here comes the man who is just itching to get his hands on Tristan Slater and this will just be the start of things for the pair as we are just two weeks away from seeing M.D.K. and Slater battling it out for the World Heavyweight Championship.”
Baxter: “Tonight M.D.K. has said he is going to give The Glorious New Breed a test drive of the pain that Slater is going to endure next week when the title goes back into the arms of a truly amazing champion.”
Masters: “And his partner, from Las Vegas, Nevada by way of London, England… He weighs in at 270lbs… M…D…K…!”
M.D.K. climbs into the ring and eyeballs Frost who tells him to calm down and smirks. M.D.K. taps at his own head to tell Frost to focus as the lights change and Tristan Slater’s entrance in its unmistakable mash-up with Cable’s ‘Trenches’ entrance and the pair emerge to a huge pop from the crowd. M.D.K. stands on the ropes and taunts both men. Cable is about to charge down but Slater pulls him back and calms him…
Masters: “And their opponents… at a combined weight of 512lbs… The Mandingo Man Beast John Cable… and the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion… The Glorious One… Tristan… SLATER!”
Diamond: “People have been asking if M.D.K. are still on the same page and the one thing I notice straight away is the entrances…”
Baxter: “What about them?”
Diamond: “When one team comes out together… and the other are individuals, you have to wonder if they are going to be on the same wavelength…”
Baxter: “Godliness and Superiority go hand in hand like college girls and chlamydia…”
M.D.K. is taunting Cable still leading the big man to charge forwards and have to be man-handled by the referee. M.D.K. sarcastically waves at the Man Beast as Slater ushers him out of the ring. The champion points at M.D.K. and says that he wants him first. M.D.K. feigns surprise and gestures to himself which generates a pop from the crowd before he flips off Slater and climbs onto the apron to the irritation of the crowd leading to Frost and Slater squaring off in the middle of the ring.
Diamond: “M.D.K. is truly the biggest wind-up merchant in this industry.”
Baxter: “Mental warfare has got him to where he is today and he’s hardly going to stop is he?”
Frost and Slater tie up in the middle of the ring and Slater quickly turns it into a side headlock on the God of the WGWF. Frost pushes Slater into the ropes but the champion comes back with a shoulder block that floors Frost. M.D.K. slaps the turnbuckle and shouts at Frost to wake up. Frost slowly gets to his feet and Slater smiles at the God before slapping him across the face.
Baxter: “How dare he disrespect a god such as Paul Frost?”
Diamond: “If Slater worried what people like Paul Frost thought, he wouldn’t be where he is today…”
Slater whips Frost into his home turnbuckle and tags in Cable which gets a pop from the crowd. Slater climbs out of the ring after one final kick to the midsection of Frost as Cable takes over the assault with a series of clubbing blows before pointing to M.D.K. and talking trash. Frost capitalises and jabs a thumb into the eye of the Manbeast and then catches Slater with a cheap shot before hitting a running snapmare on Cable.
Diamond: “M.D.K. truly has taken up residence in Cable’s head… He’s causing a distraction by just standing there… He certainly has the advantage in a battle of wits.”
Baxter: “Is that because on one half of that battle is a complete halfwit?”
Frost climbs to his feet and clubs the kneeling Cable with a couple of forearms to the back of the head before driving a measured knee into the chin of the Manbeast. The crowd boos as Frost stands up and poses for the crowd which receives huge heat. Cable gets back to one knee and shakes his head and M.D.K. calls for the tag. Frost looks at M.D.K. and nods before backing into the ropes and delivers a running knee to the side of Cable’s head, but the Manbeast hauls Frost up and drives the God into the mat with a sidewalk slam!
Diamond: “Did you see that? M.D.K. called for the tag and Frost ignored him! Something isn’t right in the house of Extinction…”
Baxter: “You’re just looking for problems… everything is fine!”
Cable stands up, beats his chest and calls out M.D.K…
Cable: “Come on then little man! Come at me!”
M.D.K.: “I’m 3lbs heavier than you, you thick fuck!”
Cable surges towards M.D.K.’s corner and takes a swipe at the number one contender but he hops down onto the outside ground and waves sarcastically as the referee pulls Cable back… He starts to argue with the referee as M.D.K. climbs back onto the apron and waves at Cable again and as the Manbeast turns back to Frost, he’s met with a European uppercut that rattles him before Frost backs into the ropes again and this time drops the point of his elbow onto the forehead of Cable that drops the big man to the mat. Frost goes over to M.D.K. and offers his partner the tag which is accepted but M.D.K. eyes his partner cautiously.
M.D.K. stands over Cable as he stirs and roars at him.
M.D.K.: “Stay down dog! Play dead!”
Cable growls in response but as he turns his head, he is met with the heel of M.D.K.’s boot.
Diamond: “M.D.K. sure as anything won’t be offering any respect to John Cable tonight…”
M.D.K. delivers another boot to Cable’s head before he turns to Slater starts talking trash to him as well.
Diamond: “I’m sorry if those at home could hear what M.D.K. just had to say…”
Baxter: “And if you didn’t, M.D.K. told Tristan that he was going to put his dog to sleep…”
Derrick just sighs as Cable stretches out his hand to climb to his feet but M.D.K. casually takes a step back onto the outstretched fingers before driving his other foot backwards to mule-kick Cable square in the face… The crowd deliver huge heat for that and Slater is getting progressively irritated. M.D.K. picks Cable up, delivers a forearm to his face before whipping him into the corner. The Manbeast staggers out but M.D.K. drives him back in with a clothesline before M.D.K. whips Cable across the ring into the opposite corner but Cable manages to reverse it and sends M.D.K. across the ring. M.D.K. clatters in back first but Cable follows up with a clothesline of his own but M.D.K. ducks under the attempt and before Cable can even turn around, M.D.K. connects with a release German suplex and makes his way over to his corner and tags in Frost by slapping him on the shoulder. Frost eyeballs M.D.K. as he climbs into the ring.
Diamond: “I don’t think Frost was that keen on tagging back in!”
M.D.K. gestures for Frost to get in the ring and he grudgingly obliges and as M.D.K. climbs back onto the apron and smirks as Frost deliver a few boots to the body of the still downed Cable. Frost drags Cable to his knees and applies a rear chin lock before dropping a few clubbing blows to the chest of Cable before tagging M.D.K. back in.
Baxter: “Say what you want but these two have cut the ring in half for Cable much to the frustration of Slater.”
Slater can be seen hammering the turnbuckle to cheer on his partner but M.D.K. puts a few knees into the ribs of Cable as he drags him to his feet and with a grunt, drops him with a snap suplex. M.D.K. floats over, mounts Cable and delivers a couple of right hands before Frost slaps the shoulder of M.D.K. and tags himself back in. M.D.K. glares at Frost as the referee ushers him out of the ring and Frost goes to work on the leg of Cable with a few measures stomps before picking up the leg of the Manbeast and delivers a boot to the back of his knee!
Diamond: “And if looks could kill, these two would be Extinct… pun very much intended…”
Baxter: “What pun?”
Diamond: “Just watch the damn match...”
Frost picks Cable up and whips him into one of the neutral corners and hits a running knee to the chest of the big man that sends him staggering forwards. Frost measures up Cable and then charges behind him and drops him with a boot to the back of the same knee before following through and connecting with a cheap shot to the jaw of Slater. Slater tries to climb into the ring and the referee stops him and while he is distracted, M.D.K. claps loudly to simulate a tag and climbs in to join in with a double assault of boots to the writhing body of Cable!
Baxter: “If this isn’t on the same page, then I’d hate to see them getting on!”
The referee finally gets Slater under control and turns to eject M.D.K. from the ring but he protests that he tagged and so Frost gets sent to the corner instead. Frost glares at M.D.K. again as the number one contender drags Cable back up, he drives a couple of MMA style knees to the chest and jaw of the prone Cable before a sharp elbow sends Cable staggering forwards and M.D.K. uses the Manbeast’s momentum to eject him from the ring and sprawling to the outside!
Diamond: “Slater is livid and itching to get into the ring and now Cable is in Extinction territory!”
Baxter: “And there’s more of them than expected!”
As Baxter says that, M.D.K. feigns intention to climb out of the ring leading to a heated debate that stops the referee from seeing Ridge and Dusk hopping the guard wall and delivering a brutal Over-Under to the Manbeast! Kyle Shane stands up and sarcastically applauds the scene in front of him!
Diamond: “John Cable just went down like he had been hit by a damn car right there!”
Baxter: “Well Mr Shane seems pretty impressed!”
They drag Cable to his feet and hold him still as Frost turns to face them on the apron and leaps off and deliver a double axe-handle smash that sends Cable crashing to the ground. Ridge and Dusk drag Cable back up and roll him back into the ring as Slater notices what is going on and charges round to confront his partner’s assailants only to be met with a spear from Dusk! Ridge then drags Slater back up; Frost measures him up and drops him with a Frost Bite while Ridge and Dusk disappear into the crowd once again!”
Diamond: “Those damn disciples just wiped out the champion and assaulted his partner!”
Cable is slowly stirring and crawling into the centre as M.D.K. smirks and rounds his downed foe – occasionally delivering cheap kicks and insults as Cable continues to crawl to the middle of the ring. M.D.K. backs into the ropes and charges forward for a running, jumping double knee drop to the back of Cable’s head but the Manbeast, roars to his feet and hits a meteoric discus punch that almost decapitates M.D.K.!
Diamond: “Oh my word! John Cable just nearly damn took M.D.K.’s head off!”
M.D.K. tumbles backwards before appearing to be out cold as the crowd urge Cable on as the Manbeast drags himself slowly to the corner. The referee starts to count both men out and the crowd are chanting Cable’s name as he gets to his corner and reaches out to see Tristan isn’t there but is still out cold on the ground outside. M.D.K. is slowly back to his feet and laughing with a split lip from that shot from Cable who has dragged himself to his feet and sees Slater sprawled out on the outside!
Diamond: “That was Cable’s chance to make the tag and those damn Extinction goons have tried to tip the odds in their favour once again!”
Baxter: “Calm your ass down, you’ll have an aneurysm!”
Cable turns to face M.D.K. narrows his eyes and charges forwards but M.D.K. takes a step to the side and locks up the head and arm of Cable and the crowd naturally pop as M.D.K. goes for a HellShot but Cable drives an elbow into the back of M.D.K.’s head and drives him to the mat with a brutal DDT! Cable hooks the leg!
1!
2!
Kick-out!
Diamond: “That was miraculously the first pinfall attempt of the match!”
Baxter: “These four men are more interested in kicking each other’s asses than getting the win!”
Cable drags M.D.K. up by the hair and screams in his face that he will be respected by the Hall of Famer who just smirks back. Cable delivers a forearm to the jaw of M.D.K. and demands respect once more and this time M.D.K. responds with a spit to the face of Cable that sprays the Manbeast with saliva and blood.
Baxter: “If Cable was expecting respect tonight then he’s sorely mistaken!”
Cable looks enraged and clubs at M.D.K. until the number one contender is on the mat and Cable has to be pulled away from his downed foe. M.D.K. pulls himself up to be seated against the ropes and smirks again leading to Cable charging forwards again only this time, M.D.K. slides forwards and trips Cable with a drop toehold that slams him to the mat and M.D.K. floats over and applies a cross-face that sends pain through the face and shoulder of the Manbeast.
Diamond: “Cable is in trouble down and needs to battle back if he has any hope of winning this!”
The crowd are chanting Cable’s name and he appears to be stirring but M.D.K. torques on the neck and Cable grunts in frustration. Suddenly the crowd are joined in their chant and slapping of the turnbuckle of Tristan Slater who is back to his feet!
Diamond: “Slater is back and is hungry to get into the ring!”
Baxter: “How dare he? The glorified fucking cheerleader!”
Diamond: “Calm your ass down!”
Cable puts his hands to the mat and completes a press up before crawling to his feet while still holding M.D.K.!
Diamond: “The strength! The power!”
Baxter: “The steroids!”
Cable shuffles M.D.K. to the side and drops him with a sidewalk slam releasing the grip! Slater is looking like he’s set to explode as Cable crawls towards his corner. M.D.K. slowly turns to his knees and crawls towards where Frost apathetically holds out his hand for the tag and makes the tag just after Slater gets tagged into the roar of the crowd!
Diamond: “Slater is in! Frost is in and the crowd are on their feet!”
Slater charges at Frost and delivers a clothesline that flattens the God of WGWF and then delivers one to M.D.K. as well. As Frost gets to his feet, he is levelled once more and M.D.K. is greeted with a boot to the stomach followed with a snap suplex and the rising Frost is treated to the same treatment and as M.D.K. gets back up, Cable groggily drives him into the corner and delivers a series of shoulder drives into the turnbuckle as the pair brawl in the corner.
Baxter: “The referee has lost complete control tonight!”
Slater meanwhile has Frost in the opposite corner and is delivering a flurry of punches, kicks and chops that rattle God before he whips the former champion across the ring as Cable does the same to M.D.K. but both men have it reversed and The Glorious New Breed nearly collide in the centre of the ring only to stop each other, smile and deliver superkicks in tandem to the onrushing members of Extinction sending them sprawling to the mat!
Diamond: “Double superkicks! This team is in perfect harmony as M.D.K. and Frost are in trouble!”
Cable and Slater slap hands and the referee counts the tag as Slater makes his way over to Frost who is propped up in the corner and drives a few stomps to the chest of Frost before holding his knee into the jaw of the Canadian before pulling Frost to his feet and taking a step back before hitting a perfect dropkick to the face of the prone Extinction founder.
Cable is breathing heavily in the corner as he composes himself while M.D.K. sits in the opposite corner eyeing Slater carefully. Slater lets Frost stagger out of the corner before running to the ropes and as he charges at Frost, he hits a perfect flip pile-driver onto Paul Frost! The crowd are on their feet chanting “Glorious” as Slater poses in the centre of the ring before dropping down to make the cover!
But the referee doesn’t count!
Diamond: “Slater isn’t the legal man and he doesn’t remember!”
Slater stands up to argue with the referee but as he does, M.D.K. spins around the champion, locks up his arms but Slater spins free and attempts a point blank flip pile-driver but M.D.K. uses Slater’s momentum to throw him into the ropes and follows up with a brawling clothesline that sends both men over the top rope and crashing to the outside where both men brawl with stiff jabs to the delight of the crowd!
Diamond: “These two are just going at each other like a pair of wild animals!”
Cable staggers over to the still downed Frost and signals to the crowd for the end but as he does, the Intercontinental title lowers from the rafters courtesy of a smirking Kyle Shane and Cable watches as the title hovers a couple of inches from his face.
Diamond: “Kyle Shane is trying to mess with Cable’s head!”
Baxter: “Hey, it looks to me that John is looking to get tea-bagged by that belt!”
Cable naturally reaches out for the belt but it slips from his grip as Kyle Shane presses a button on the controls that sends the belt shooting back up. Cable points to where Shane is and mouths that he is an asshole while Shane pleads innocence. Cable continues to talk trash and Shane innocently points behind Cable to tell him to look behind him. As he does, Frost is there to deliver the Frost Bite but as Frost leaps, Cable shoves Frost into the ropes and as he returns, is hauled into the air by the Manbeast who just rag-dolls Frost in the air!
Diamond: “Cable has Paul Frost in the torture rack and is shaking him like a ragdoll!”
Meanwhile, M.D.K. and Slater are trading blows on the outside. Slater drives M.D.K. into the ring steps causing them to separate and as he drags his challenger to his feet; the Londoner spins behind the champion, and drops him with a Superior-Plex!
Baxter: “Superior-Plex on the steel steps!”
Diamond: “M.D.K. doesn’t care about what’s happening in the ring! He’s focussed on getting his hands on Slater so much, he doesn’t even notice his partner in trouble!”
Cable finishes with a cradle brain-buster to complete The Darkest hour to drive Frost into the mat to the swelling roar from the crowd! M.D.K. is dragging Slater up the ramp by his hair as Cable makes the cover and the referee makes the count!
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Donald Masters: “Here are your winners… The Glorious… NEW BREED!”
Cable looks to Slater who is fighting back against M.D.K. and the pair trade blows again on the rampway as Cable is standing in the ring, with his arm raised, when the ring holding the Intercontinental title comes spinning down in front him. Cable has a perplexed and outraged snarl on his face. The belt is actually swinging back and forth in a big arc now, almost as if someone is dangling a piece of string in front of an annoyed cat. Grunting, Cable reaches out and grabs for the title, and it jerks up just a few feet, snatched out of his hands. As he does this, a mocking howl of laughter goes out over the PA from a mic and the camera pans up to show Kyle Shane holding his sides, doubled over with laughter.
Kyle Shane: “Ohhhh, you almost had it, Johnny... you gotta be quicker than that!”
Cable actually uses his height and grips on to the belt now, and is just about to pull it down from the ring, but then it is again pulled out of his grasp. Cable gives another frustrated shout. Kyle is grinning like the Cheshire cat as he flips the switch to toggle it.
Kyle Shane: “I tell you, this doesn't get old. Hey, I thought you were supposed to be part of the Glorified New Breed or some such shit, so why oh why do I only see a Kyle Shane wannabe in that ring. Ha. Kidding, but Johnny, the reason I did this, is twofold. One, because you Cable are about as thick as cement and still seem to believe my win at Wrestlewars came with an asterisk, because we both briefly had our hands on the title. So I did want to be a good sport, and give you a second chance to get your hands properly on the belt, but you juuuust… can't seem to do it, yet again... Here you go Cable, here boy, fetch it!”
He drops the Intercontinental title belt down again, then jerks it back like a fisherman tugging on a line before John Cable can even make an attempt at it. He's clearly having fun with the controls.
Kyle Shane: “So yeah, partly my reason for this was just like in those old Bugs Bunny cartoons where for no reason, he fucks with an opera singer for eight minutes. But I wanted, furthermore, to prove a point.”
Kyle retracts the belt all the way to the ceiling, and points up to it. His demeanour is growing more intense by the second, and he puts the control box down and takes the mic.
Kyle Shane: “This title right here, got disrespected by a stupid little boy this week, and I'm thankful I am getting the chance to kick his ass; little boy Andy said that Kyle Shane couldn't hack it as World Champion anymore, so I had to leave that belt and go away, and come back for one that means less. So I'm out here to clarify, in front of you, Tristan Slater, the man who…
He looks as a couple of referees try in vain to separate M.D.K. and Slater from brawling but the pair keep on charging at each other… raises his eyebrow and smirks…
“… not only appears to have his hands full right now but also whose ass I've kicked more than anyone currently on the roster, and in front of his bald little gimp. That this title is NOT less than the World Heavyweight Title. I've raised it up to the rafters because I am raising the value of it second by second, week by week.
Kyle Shane has now walked down the ramp and to the apron, and climbed in the ring to confront Cable.
Kyle Shane: “Just like I'm raising the bar for talent around here. Now I don't know what you've gotten used to, but I see a lot of people around here, you especially Johnny, walking around running their mouths about how many icons they've beaten, how many matches they've won. But that don't cut no ice with me, slick. It's a brand new morning, most of those nobodies like, oh, Hunter or Famine of the Vile, barely even matter... and I'm here to tell you, Cable. If you even *think* you're capable of putting my name on that measly little list. If you think you have what it takes to take on some real competition son, then come at me. I'll meet you for the Intercontinental title anytime, anyplace, from now until Summer Madness. And I won't need any stupid asterisk to whip your ass forwards and backwards, I won't need a ladder to stand taller than you ever could.”
He smirks as he holds the control box up.
Kyle Shane: “And I won't need any cable line to keep the Intercontinental title out of your hands the next time.”
John Cable: “Oh, you think so?”
The two of them get nose to nose, talking trash and exchanging harsh words. Kyle has a disdainful sneer on his face as he exits the ring; pointing up to the belt hanging so far above them that nobody can reach it. Cable look on as Kyle hops the guard rail and makes his way through the crowd, holding his arms up as he does.
We go bacstage, where Denise Essex is standing in front of a black interview curtain with a microphone in hand.
Essex: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Jocelyn Camden.
The crowd in the arena cheers as Camden walks into frame. She has a big smile on her face as Essex turns to her and starts talking.
Essex: Jocelyn, two weeks ago, you returned to the WGWF and called our Alyce Starchylde. Why?
Camden looks Essex up and down with a big grin on her face.
Camden: Really? This is how we start? I haven't seen you in years, and instead of addressing our little "issue", you want to jump right into things?
Essex: ...issue? What issue?
Camden: What issue? The sexual tension that exists between us!
Essex looks at Camden with a quizzical look on her face.
Essex: There isn't any sexual tension between us
Camden's grin suddenly turns to a stoic look. She looks her up and down again, then down at herself, then back at Essex's face, then into the camera, and finally back at Essex as she unleashes a sigh.
Camden: That is unfortunate. Anyway, what was going on? You're talking about someone?
Essex: Alyce Starchylde. You came out after her match...
Camden cuts Essex off with an "oh, oh, right" as she remembers the conversation.
Camden: Right, you're wondering why I went after Alyce Starchylde. Well, to be honest, all of the women around here could use a reality check with the way they've been talking as of late. The reason why Starchylde was the first one on my list was because she was simply the most interesting. Trust me, I'll be going after Circa, Dutchess, and...whoever that creepy chick is that worships Paul Frost. But I wanted to start this off...
Before Camden can continue, she is blindsided from behind by Alyce Starchylde. Essex runs off as Starchylde begins laying fists into the side of Camden's head, with Camden barely able to defend herself. Camden staggers forward as Starchylde points at her.
Starchylde: OFF WITH HER HEAD!
Starchylde grabs Camden and delivers a massive headbutt, causing Camden to fall backwards, knocking down the black curtain. The effects of the headbutt causes a small trickle of blood to come down Starchylde's forehead, but she just stares at Camden and laughs as medical personnel rush onto the scene to check on Camden.
MATCH TWO:
Jaymz Dante versus The Sentinel
DING.... DING.... DING....
Dante and Sentinel stand across the ring from each other waiting for the other to make a move when suddenly the lights in the arena go dark.
There's a pop from the crowd!
Diamond: Wait! What!
The blackout lasts as long as the length of the track as camera flashes from the fans in attendance attempt to light up the arena with flashes but are unsuccessful. Once the lights come back up both Jaymz Dante and The Sentinel are laid out in the ring.
Baxter: What the hell just happened here?
The scene cuts backstage.
The camera cuts to the back where MDK is on his cell phone walking through the back hallway.
MDK: ...don't really care for the product of my new t-shirts. They look like they were made by ten year olds. How about using a fabric they don't sell at Wally World...and maybe a better picture on the front?
MDK pauses listening to the other end of the line. He realizes he is at the craft table and reaches a hand out for a water without looking. Suddenly a water bottle is put into his hand.
MDK: Right, do all that then call me back!
MDK hangs up his phone and takes a swig of the water.
MDK: Hey this is perfectly chilled!
ALYCE: I know!
MDK turns to see Alyce at the craft services table. The flunky who normally runs it lies sprawled across the table unconscious. Alyce waves playfully at MDK.
ALYCE: Bye now!
Alyce skips away as MDK looks after her with a smile when he's suddenly blind sided by TRISTAN SLATER to a roar from the crowd! Tristan spins MDK around and drives him head first into the concrete wall before dragging him towards the loading dock! MDK is sent head first into the side of a production truck before Slater spins around hammering away with right hands!
Diamond: The fight between MDK and Slater continues!!
MDK manages to thumb Slater in the eye before a double thrust to the throat which creates some space as he starts to head towards the roll up door of the arena! MDK exits the arena as Tristan staggers after him before we fade back to ringside.
MATCH THREE:
Alyce Starchylde versus Dutchess
DING... DING... DING....
Alyce Starchylde stands in the ring awaiting the arrival of Dutchess yet there's no Dutchess. Suddenly on the Jumbo Tron appears Dutchess as she's laughing at Alyce.
DUTCHESS- "I wish that I could be there tonight because I'd love NOTHING more than to wipe the mat with your face, Alyce; but unfortunately I had a scheduling conflict and couldn't make the show."
The crowd boo's intently.
DUTCHESS- "Don't worry, I found you a suitable replacement. Ladies and Gentleman please welcome EDUARDO CORONO GANZALEZ!
There's next to know reaction for ECG as he walks out through the curtain and down towards the ring. ECG reaches ringside giving Alyce the sexy eyes as he slides into the ring and is to a vertical base. ECG removes his ring jacket before starting to blow kisses as Alyce and winking at her. Alyce screams out!
ALYCE STARCHYLDE- "OFF WITH HIS HEAD!!"
Alyce drops ECG with a Unicorn Stampede where she makes the cover.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO.... THREE!!
DING... DING... DING...
Masters: The winner of this contest, ALYCE STARCHYLDE!
Suddenly we cut outside of the building where MDK has the upper hand on "Glorious" Tristan Slater as he is shown bodyslamming Slater on the front hood of a car in the parking lot of the MGM Grand! MDK starts choking away at Slater while also pounding down with hard fists to his face! MDK glances off camera, he releases his choke and walks off camera before returning moments later swinging a three foot piece of pipe looking to smash Slater's face in! Tristan rolls off the hood of the car causing MDK to dent it with the impact of the lead pipe! MDK comes around the car after Slater where he's met with a low blow by the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion! MDK drops the pipe as he falls to the ground.
Baxter: Glorious Low Blow!
Diamond: This fight between MDK and Slater is in the streets of Las Vegas just a mere two weeks away from their showdown for the World Title on Monday Night Brawl!
Tristan pulls himself up to his feet where he reaches down picking MDK up off the asphalt where he scoops him up and slams him on the asphalt! We cut back to ringside.
MATCH FOUR:
NON TITLE
CHRONICALLY HUNTED (c) versus THE DYNASTY VIOLENCE CONNECTION.
The crowd roars as the bell sounds as we see the DVC talking over last minute strategy while across the ring Hunter points towards the ring apron taunting Chris Page as CCP willingly steps out to the apron. The crowd roars as Erik Josten charges across the ring blasting Hunter from behind and knocking him into the ropes! Josten spins Hunter around and starts unloading with right hands to the face and jaw!!
Diamond: Erik Josten still wants him a piece of Hunter!!
Josten fires Hunter across the ring, Hunter bounces off the ropes ducking under a Josten clothesline, Erik spins around where he's met with a gouge to the eyes to loud boo's from the crowd. It's now Hunter that starts to open up with a flurry of right hands to Josten as he backs Erik into a neutral corner before shooting him across the ring and into the buckles. Hunter charges full speed with a corner clothesline before driving Josten into the mat with a side walk slam! The fans boo intently as Hunter reaches his feet and starts taunting CCP.
Baxter: The last thing I would be doing if I'm Hunter is shifting my attention towards Page on the apron.
Hunter shifts attention back towards Josten where he starts stomping down on his chest and upper body before reaching down picking Josten up off the mat where he starts to paint brush slap him across the face to more boo's from the crowd. Hunter takes Josten back into the ropes where he fires him across the ring, Josten bounces off the ropes as Hunter ducks his head looking for a back body drop! Josten delivers a stiff boot to the upper chest of Hunter standing him straight up and allowing Josten to turn 360 degrees before sending Hunter to the mat with a stiff clothesline! The fans roar as Josten mounts Hunter and starts hammering down with hard, hard right hands!!
Diamond: Listen to this crowd!
With each shot the fans get louder and louder as the referee lays the five count to Josten who breaks at four. He reaches his feet before picking Hunter up off the mat where he drives him back into the corner housing Connolly. Christian tags into the match as Josten has Hunter pinned against the buckles with his shoulder. Connolly picks right up where Josten left off with the right hands! Josten is out to the apron at the four count as Christian takes Hunter to the mat with a snapmare take over followed by a dropkick to the spine! Christian forces Hunters shoulders to the mat
REFEREE: ONE....... TWO..... TH
Hunter kicks out as Christian quickly locks in a rear chin lock and starts cranking on the pressure as the referee is in prime position and starts asking Hunter to surrender. He shakes his off and starts to stand back to his feet where he turns into the chin lock and delivers a side suplex breaking Connolly's grasp.
Diamond: The DVC needs a win right here to guarantee themselves a rematch at the Tag Titles come Summer Madness at Madison Square Garden.
Hunter starts to stir as he reaches both knees and immediately starts to choke away with both hands around the throat of Connolly. The official lays the count to Hunter and the choke is broken at the four count as the crowd boos intently towards Hunter as we see Hunter reach his feet.
Baxter: I don't really know what to think about this change in attitude from Hunter; not sure if I like it.. Or love it!
Hunter picks Christian up off the mat where he locks in a front face lock delivering a snap suplex. Hunter is back to his feet where he looks towards Chris Page on the ring apron. Hunter smirks as he starts to walk towards the corner to make the Tag to CCP. Chris reluctantly extends his hand out towards the ring and as Hunter looks to slap it for the tag Page yanks it away avoiding the tag to a massive ovation!
Diamond: Page didn't tag!!
Hunter starts screaming at CCP as Chris simply shrugs his shoulders all the while Christian has recovered and is back to his feet and when Hunter spins around Connolly takes him down with a Superkick! Christian drops down making another cover!!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO.....THR
Hunter kicks out to a gasp from the crowd. Christian reaches a vertical base where he picks Hunter up off the mat taking him back into DVC territory where the ribs are exposed and Josten is tagged back in. Josten drives a boot to the exposed ribs before scooping Hunter up over his shoulder! The crowd starts to come alive as Josten looks to deliver a running power slam! Hunter slides down the back of Josten shoving him into the ropes and as Josten bounces off the ropes he's immediately met by Hunter with a clothesline sending Josten spilling over the top rope and out to the floor!!!
Diamond: Josten just took a nasty fall to the floor!!
Hunter drops down to the mat rolling out to the floor where he picks Josten up and sends him crashing right shoulder first into the ring steps. The crowd pops as Hunter turns towards the ring and is sent crashing to the floor by Connolly who does a rolling Senton off the apron of the ring!!! Christian pops back up to his feet where he picks Hunter up and sends him back into the ring before turning to check on Erik Josten who clutches at his right shoulder.
Baxter: Erik might be hurt here.
Christian is shown helping Josten to his feet before Josten rolls back into the ring under the bottom rope where he uses the ropes to pull himself back up and catch Hunter with a boot to the midsection that doubles Hunter over. Josten looks to deliver a Piledriver but isn't able to lift Hunter up and it ends up being countered with a ROID RAGE slam! Hunter throws his arms up in the air drawing boo's from the crowd before dropping down making the cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO..... THR
Connolly makes the save to a huge pop from the crowd as we see Chris Page drop down to the floor and walk towards the security railing calling for a beer from the beer guy!
Baxter: CCP is having himself a beer in the middle of this match!
Chris high fives the fans at ringside in front of him as he is handed his beer. He takes a drink and takes a few pictures with ringside fans as we see Hunter roll out to the floor and walks right up behind Page.
Diamond: No contact order!
Hunter debates spinning CCP around instead he opts to scream directly in Page's ear. Chris slowly turns around as cameras pick up the conversation between Hunter and Page!
HUNTER- "What the hell are you doing!?!?!"
Hunter exclaims as he points towards the ring.
HUNTER- "We are in the middle of a damn match!"
Chris kind of nods his head as if to sympathize Hunter's case.
CHRIS PAGE- "You're right. You're right."
In the ring Josten rolls towards his corner where he makes the tag to Connolly. Christian drops down to the floor and starts to come around the ring while we see Chris take a sip from his beer cup only to have it swatted out of his hands by Hunter! Chris spits a beer most into the eyes of Hunter!! The crowd erupts as Connolly comes up behind Hunter and sends himself sailing back into the ring. Christian slides into the ring where he back to his feet picking Hunter up off the mat and quickly under hooking the arms before driving Hunter into the mat with the Crowning Glory! Christian rolls Hunter over making a cover!!
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE
Hunter drapes his left foot across the bottom rope causing the count to be broken as there is a massive gasp from the crowd!!
Baxter: Hunter with the wherewithal to get that foot on the rope because clearly he's handling this match on his own. Josten calls for the tag as Hunter is in a prone position. Christian makes the tag and as he does Chris comes back around the ring climbing up on the ring apron where he tags himself in the match! Chris steps through the ropes looking directly at Josten before giving him a head nod and with that Josten charges towards Page, Page side steps Josten allowing Josten to deliver the Long Arm of the Law to Hunter! Josten spins around walking right up to Page and poking him in the chest!! Page falls to the mat with Josten dropping down making the cover!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO.... THREE!!!
Diamond: FINGER POKE OF DOOM!!
DING... DING... DING....
Masters: The winners of this contest and OFFICIALLY challenging for the WGWF Tag Team Championship at Summer Madness, THE DYNASTY VIOLENCE CONNECTION!
Hunter rolls out to the floor as Chris rolls towards the corner taking the Tag Titles before rolling out to the floor where he looks down at Hunter with a smirk on his face before leaving him laying and taking the Tag Titles in the process.
Diamond: With this win the DVC will get their rematch against Chronically Hunted at Summer Madness, and one can only wonder what Hunter is going to think about all this.
We once again cut in the Las Vegas streets where MDK and Slater are LITERALLY in the streets stopping traffic! People don't know what to do as they look on; both men are bleeding and not giving an inch when the sounds of Police Sirens are heard coming closer until three Las Vegas Squad cars surround MDK and Slater. Six officers emerge from the three cars with weapons drawn.
POLICE OFFICER- "STOP RIGHT THERE! BOTH OF YOU!! HANDS UP NOW!!!"
Both Slater and MDK stop throwing blows and raise their hands up in the air.
POLICE OFFICER- "GET ON YOUR KNEES!"
Slowly both men get down on their knee's as two officers approach. Guns are still on MDK and Slater as these two officers come up behind both Slater and MDK and handcuff them. They get them up off the ground before taking them to separate squad cars and place them in the back seat. The scene fades.
MAIN EVENT:
WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Andy Johnson versus Kyle Shane (c)
Diamond: Ladies and gentlemen… the match we’re about to witness is sure to be a wild and ultimately outstanding battle as two of WGWF’s charismatic, risk taking superstars square off for the prestigious Intercontinental Championship. And we are ebing joined for it by 'The Beast' Johnathan Cable.
Cable: Thank you Derrick. It's my pleasure to be here. I wanna check this match out as one of these men will be my potential opponent.
Baxter: For your sake, you better hope it's Johnson.
Cable: Is that right?
Baxter: Yeah, duh!
Diamond: Excuse my partner, John.
Cable: No worries. My right fist can shut him up real quick.
Baxter: *audible gulp*
“Everyday Normal Guy” by Jon Lajoie blasts over the PA as there’s a massive ovation for Andy Johnson as he steps out onto the ramp.
Masters: And now coming to the ring…weighing in at 185 pounds…he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada…The Everyday Normal Guy… ANDY JOHNSON!
He smirks to himself as he looks really focussed for his matchup tonight. Andy stops on the top of the ramp… A gang of people come out from backstage wearing the #teamandyjohnson blue shirts and they are holding his surfboard. Andy leaps at them and they lift him up and he gets on the surfboard and he pretends to surf his way down the ramp as the crowd in attendance start up a ANDY ANDY ANDY chant. Andy gets to ringside and gets off the surfboard and onto the apron. He gets into the ring and goes to his corner as well.
Diamond: What a homecoming for Andy Johnson!
Cable: For his sake, he better not let being home effect him.
Baxter: Being home won't matter. He's facing the greatest in WGWF history.
Cable: That's debatable.
Baxter: Only by someone like yourself.
The opening notes of "In The Morning And Amazing" by Circa Survive begins to play. The big screen shows shots of Kyle’s matches. Kyle Shane steps slowly out onto the stage.
Masters: Now, Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 218 pounds, and hailing from the town known as Boston, Massachusetts… he is the reigning and defending WGWF Intercontinental Champion... The God of Game.. KYLE SHAAAAAANNNNE!!!!
The Assassins hood to his longcoat is pulled low over his face. The distinctive voice of Anthony Green hits the bridge: "And how could anyone, you are in my dreams. Half human, half machine. You with someone else that I have felt and seen. I cannot rest, or my consciousness contest. Looking right through the lens. From winter brings the spring again..." Kyle tilts his head back and holds his arms out, taking in the reception of the crowd. The crowd gets on it's feet for the returning God of Game. There are pockets of people that are irritated and give their negative reaction to the flippy, smarky, self-absorbed Game Changer, but a vast majority of the people know his history and his accomplishments, if not his in-ring prowess. Some even give him a fanning bow as Kyle swaggers down the aisle. 1/2 the way down the aisle, Kyle pivots, holding his arms up to either side of him. He climbs onto the apron. Kyle balances on the ropes for a moment, points to himself and smirks, holding his arms out, and then he hops down, takes off his longcoat and stretches a few times to get ready.
As his music fades, Shane stares down Johnson before sliding off the title belt and handing it to the official, who displays it for all the fans watching around the world.
The Intercontinental Championship. At stake.
The ref hands the belt off to the time-keeper ringside, as the two superstars continue to stare down, a smug grin on the face of each confident competitor.
‘DING DING DING’
Diamond: The echoing of the bell says it all… the Intercontinental Championship contest is underway!
Both men circle each other in the ring neither looking to eager to make a move.
Diamond: This is not the way I anticipated this match starting. Both wrestlers are known for the energy they bring to the ring, and this just doesn’t seem right.
Baxter: Another thing about WGWF fans is the fact that they don’t seem to respect the insight I give them. I mean every time I leave the arena, it is just one insult after another.
Diamond gazes awkwardly at Baxter, as action finally seems to pick up in the ring as Kyle Shane hits Johnson with a flying forearm sending him back against the ropes. Johnson comes off the ropes full steam, decking Shane with a forearm of his own. Johnson follows up with a dropkick that sends Shane to the mat.
Diamond: This is more like the action I expected to see.
Baxter: I mean come on a guy can only get his car covered in eggs so many times before you say enough is enough.
Shane hops off the mat quickly, but is met by a clothesline that sends him back down. The Everyday Normal Guy, quickly hops up to the top rope jumping off with a flying elbow, but Shane rolls out of the way leaving Andy alone on the mat clutching his elbow. Shane quickly capitalizes with a swift kick to the gut of Johnson. The kicks continue firmly plastering Johnson on the mat. Shane grabs Andy around the head only to slam him back down to the mat with a vertical suplex. A quick standing elbow drop lands firmly on the trachea of Shane’s fallen foe.
Diamond: Shane seems to be getting a strong hold on this match and is now punishing Andy.
Cable: Kyle's made a career out of doing that.
This time it is Kyle Shane who makes his way up to the top rope, but unlike Johnson he connects with a flying elbow drop.
One…..
Two……
The referee’s hand barely has a chance to raise off the mat, before Johnson lifts his shoulder off of the mat. Shane tries to get up and inflict some more damage, but is rolled up in an old fashioned schoolboy.
One…..
Two……
Shane gets free, and quickly moves away from Johnson. Shane seems to ready himself as he gets low to the ground almost stalking Johnson as the Normal Guy slowly rises from the mat. With Johnson now upright, Shane runs towards him leaping with a clothesline, but the ever aware Johnson ducks down causing Shane to clear him by a good two feet, his throat landing on the top rope.
Baxter: Haha, what a mistake, and your new IC Champion…Andy…..
Cable: Not so fast there chief…
Johnson is still somewhat slow as he moves towards Shane. Shane meets him with a shoulder to the gut, but Johnson manages to take the damage, and deliver a powerful twisting backbreaker to Shane.
One…
Two….
Th….
A nanosecond later and a new champion would have emerged. Johnson slams his fist down on the ground, showing his frustration. A knee to the back of Kyle seems to bring a little more joy to Andy, but once again he climbs the rope not learning from his previous attempt. This time he hits Shane with a body splash, and once again going for a pin.
One….
Two…..
Th……..
Johnson once again comes up short, but quickly gets up and runs towards the ropes. As he nears Shane he flips over trying to land a rolling senton, but he just slightly overshoots his foe, and landing on his back.
Diamond: A costly mistake for Johnson as he now loses whatever momentum he has had.
Baxter: No way, Shane is still on the ground all he has to do is take his time, and the match is his.
Cable: Against Kyle Shane, you can't make mistakes like that.
Johnson tries to get up but can’t as he grabs his back. This gives Shane just enough time to get up, and deliver a dropkick to the already ailing back of Johnson.
Diamond: You may hate the man, but you gotta admit that he is smart to go after the back of the Everyday Normal Guy.
Cable: Shane's IQ is underrated. Still not as smart as me though.
Kyle Shane once again runs off the rope and delivers an even more ferocious kick to the back of Andy's head. Andy writhes around the ring inching towards the ropes. Shane moves his way to the opposite corner, and runs towards the fallen Normal Guy.
Diamond: It looks like he is going to go for that dropkick one more time.
Cable: He smells blood.
As he nears his opponent Shane grabs Johnson by the hair, pulls him into a headlock, and drives him into the mat with the Pieces of Eden causing oohs and aahs to resonate throughout the arena.
Diamond: What an impressive maneuver.
Cable: Impressive but flawed.
Baxter: Oh you would think that.
Shane crawls over and rests his hand over the motionless Andy Johnson.
One……
Two………..
Three……………………
Johnson lifts his shoulder but it is too late as the referee calls for the bell….
Masters: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, and STILL Intercontinental Champion….KYLE SHAAAAAAAAANNNNNNE!!!!!!!.....
Kyles arm is raised in victory as he's awarded the Intercontinental Championship where he immediately turns his attention towards John at the announcers table. He walks over towards the corner getting up on the middle turnbuckle where he shakes the IC title at Cable. John stands up from the announcers Table tosses the headsets to the side.
Diamond: It's only a matter of time before this one explodes.
John starts to shake his head as Kyle steps down on the mat slinging the Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder as he turns and exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp. John follows Shane leaving Andy Johnson who is starting to work his way back to his feet to a massive round of applause from the crowd as he gave it his best shot. The crowd quickly breaks out into boo's as coming from the crowd...
Baxter: NICK RYAN!
Nick slides into the ring behind Andy and as Andy turns around he is met with a REDLINE! The crowd roars with massive boo's towards the ring as Nick Ryan reaches his feet looking down at Andy Johnson. Nick kneels down as camera pick up Nick saying..
NICK RYAN- "Nick Ryan TWO... Andy Johnson, ZERO!"
The boo's ring out as Monday Night Brawl fades to black.