Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on Oct 2, 2017 21:25:33 GMT -5
WGWF PRESENT AND THE NEW BREED FOUNDATION PRESENT:
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL- HURRICANE IRMA BENEFIT SHOW
10.2.17
AMWAY ARENA
ORLANDO, FLORIDA
SOLD OUT
Monday Night Brawl takes the air live as.....
Orlando erupts!
DING... DING... DING...
Masters: The following contest LIVE on Monday Night Brawl is scheduled for one fall; introducing first, making his way to the ring.... "CHRONIC" CHRIS PAGE!!
The fans erupt louder as Chris Page walks out to the top of the ramp where he comes to a stop as he looks over the massive sold out crowd. There's a head nod from Chris before he starts to make the walk towards the ring.
Diamond: Welcome to a very special edition of Monday Night Brawl where all proceeds for this event will go directly to the Hurricane Irma Disaster Relief Fund, and Derek what a way to kick things off tonight than with "Chronic" Chris Page taking on "The God of Game" Kyle Shane!
Baxter: The only two men to have won the WGWF World Title on seven occassions each! This is going to be one hell of a contest.
Chris reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. He stretches using the top rope as the music fades away leaving a massive "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant directed towards the ring.
Masters: His opponent, about to make his way to the ring.... "THE GOD OF GAME" KYLE SHANE!!!!
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. 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.
DING... DING.... DING...
The Orlando fans erupt as the opening bell tolls.
Diamond: There's a BIG FIGHT feel tonight in Orlando as we kick off Monday Night Brawl!
Chris Page and Kyle Shane stare across the ring from each other; both men have a look of serious intent on their faces before they each slowly start to walk out to the center of the ring.
Baxter: This one has went to an entire different level between four weeks ago and tonight.
Diamond: Page might have lit the fire under Kyle's rear end with his comments a month ago.
Page and Shane reach center ring where the lock up with a collar/elbow tie up which see's Chris back Kyle up against the ropes. The official comes over calling for the break before laying the count to Page. At the referee's four count Page slowly breaks away and steps back towards the center of the ring where he throws a middle finger to Kyle Shane! The God of Game simply smirks while shaking his head before starting to step back out towards the center of the ring. Shane and Page slowly circle each other before attempting another lock up. Kyle ducks out of the way and as Chris spins around he's peppered in the jaw by a striking jab which staggers Page back a foot or two. With Chris clutching at his jaw with his left hand he looks over at Shane who issues not one but two single finger salutes towards Chris Page drawing a mild gasp from the crowd.
Baxter: You just have a feeling that at any moment what could be a legitimate classic is going to break down into an all out fight.
Chris takes the hand that clutches his jaw and blows a kiss at Kyle! That's it! Shane swings with a right which is blocked by Page and countered with a right of his own! Followed by a second and then a third only to have Shane block the fourth and counter with stiff knife edge chop to the upper chest of Page, he follows up with a right hand and then another knife edge chop. Page comes back with a knee into the midsection doubling Shane over. Page takes Kyle and sends him back into a neutral corner where he lands several open handed chops across the chest of Shane! Shane quickly counters the positioning and it's now Page who's back is against the buckles where repeated shoulder blocks by Shane meet Page's midsection. After three shoulder blocks Shane delivers a stiff European Uppercut rocking Page's head backwards before Kyle fires Chris across the ring and into the buckles and he gives chase where he eats a reverse elbow that staggers Kyle backwards, Chris walks out of the corner catching Kyle with a T-Bone Suplex into the turnbuckles drawing a massive pop from the crowd as Page quickly pulls Kyle away from the ropes and executes a cover as he hooks the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO...... TH....
Kyle kicks out of the pinfall attempt as Chris quickly transitions into a rear chin lock. The referee is in prime position as he begins asking Kyle to surrender. Kyle refuses as Chris cranks back on the head and chin while driving his knee further into the upper spine of Shane.
Diamond: A nice exchange to open this Pay-Per-View quality opening contest live on Monday Night Brawl.
The referee continues to ask Kyle if he surrenders, Kyle shakes off the official before starting to work his way back to a vertical base before turning into the chin lock turning it into a headlock to which is answered by Chris Page who quickly snaps Kyle over to the mat with a side head lock take over forcing the former Intercontinental Champion's shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THR
Shane counters the side headlock into a head scissors which is quickly answered by Page who flips over Shane stacking his shoulders to the mat once again.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THR....
Shane bridges up and out of the pinfall before countering for what appears to be a backslide only to see Shane call an audible with a swinging neckbreaker!
Baxter: If you want to go move for move, hold for hold with the God of Game you're going to have to play a better game of human chess than that.
Shane works his way back to his feet where he reaches down picking Chris up off the mat. He locks in a front face lock before delivering a snap suplex! Shane floats over into the cover on Page.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO...... THR...
Page kicks out of the near fall.
Diamond: Both Page and Shane know that it's incredibly too early to be looking for quick pinfalls on each other; these are two masters of this game.
Shane is back to a vertical base where he reaches down picking Page up off the mat. Kyle rocks Page with a hard right hand before taking him back into the ropes where he fires Page across the ring with an Irish Whip, Chris bounces off the ropes where he ducks under a clothesline attempt and is sent bouncing off the near side where Shane spins around and in one solid motion delivers a sling blade clothesline that pops the crowd. He quickly executes the cover hooking the ear leg.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO...... THRE.....
Chris escapes to a pop from the crowd as we see Kyle once again stand back to his feet where he reaches down picking Chris up off the mat, Shane once again locks a front face lock where he hoists Page up in the air before driving him down into the mat with a Falcon Arrow Suplex! Shane makes yet another cover.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE....
Page fires a shoulder up off the mat to another pop from the crowd.
Baxter: Kyle Shane is forcing the covers trying to catch Page sleeping.
Diamond: These are arguably the top two WGWF Superstars of all time; both men have held the World Title on seven different occassions, both are WGFW Hall of Famer'ers and both have earned the spots they have within this company.
Baxter: Amen.
Kyle is back to his feet where he starts to taunt Page as we see Chris roll over to his chest and push himself up to all fours for Kyle to drive the bottom of his boot into Page's forehead knocking him back down to the mat. Shane taunts once again as the crowd is seeming split over this as some cheer and some boo. Kyle reaches down picking Chris up once again before tossing him back into a neutral corner where we see Kyle walk forward and climb up on the middle turnbuckle where he starts hammering down with straight right hands to the forehead of Page while the referee lays the count to Kyle. On the fourth strike the crowd roars as Page hoists Shane up and walks out from the corner before falling backwards which drives Kyle face first off the top turnbuckle!
Diamond: CCP just created an opening!
The fans start to rally behind Page as he begins to work his way to his feet while Kyle clutches at his nose and chin before starting to push himself up off the mat where he turns around into a front waist lock by Page who delivers a Northern Light Suplex, he back flips over Kyle while not releasing his grasp before picking both himself and Shane up off the mat where he takes a front waist lock delivering an Over Head Belly to Belly Suplex! Page makes the cover the cover hooking the near leg to the roar of the crowd.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
Shane escapes the near fall to a gasp from the crowd!! Page is back to a vertical base not waisting any time as he takes a back waist lock before delivering a bridging German Suplex!!
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE....
Shane escapes once again to another gasp from the crowd before quickly rolling out to the floor generating some boo's from the crowd. Chris gets back to a vertical base in the ring as we see Kyle start to walk around the ring as he gathers his thoughts while the referee starts to lay the count to him. Chris rolls out to the floor where he comes up behind Shane just as Shane starts to round the ring post and spins him around unloading with a flury on right hands! Page takes Shane and drives him into the security barrier!
Diamond: A possible breather attempt by Kyle Shane has brought this dance to the floor!
Chris laces Kyle across the chest with a knife edge chop before taking Kyle by the head and brings him towards the ring post! Kyle puts on the breaks using his right boot to go against the post before breaking Page's grasp with an elbow to the ribs and it's Kyle who sends Page bouncing face first off the ring post! Page crumbles to floor as Kyle slides back into the ring breaking the referee's count before sliding right back out to the floor.
Baxter: This might have been Kyle's plan all along!
Kyle stomps away at Page's body before reaching down picking him up off the floor where he brings him towards the announcers table where Kyle smashes Page face first off the table! Shane drive Page face first off the table a second time and then a third to loud boo's from the crowd. Shane flings Page back into the ring under the bottom rope before climbing up on the ring apron where he spring boards off the top rope with an elbow drop across the chest of Page! Shane executes the cover hooking the leg!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
The crowd roars as Page kicks out at the very last possible second. Shane gets to both knee's before back to a vertical base. He reaches down picking Page up off the mat taking him back into the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Page bounces off the ropes and into the SKYWARD SWORD of Kyle Shane!
Diamond: He almost knocked his head off!
Shane makes the cover once again!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
There's a massive gasp from the crowd as Page fires a shoulder up at the last possible second!!
Baxter: Page escaped!
There's a massive "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant filtering throughout the Amway Arena as we see Kyle navigate back to a vertical base where he reaches down to pick Chris up and it's Chris who counters with an inside cradle!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE.....
Shane escapes! Shane beats Page to his feet where he drives a boot to Page's midsection as he reaches his feet. Shane locks in a front face where he hoists Chris up in the air vertically before spiking him down with a Brain Buster Suplex! Kyle works his way back to his feet where he makes his way back towards the ropes, he steps out to the ring apron before making his way towards the nearest set of buckles. Kyle climbs up to the top rope where he looks down at Chris Page, Shane stands up on the top turnbuckle where he leaps off the top of turnbuckle with a Frog Splash! Page manages to roll out of the way causing Shane to crash and burn!
Diamond: That took a turn for the worse if your name is Kyle Shane.
Baxter: Page had the wherewithall to roll out of the way.
Shane clutches at his chest and ribs as we see Chris slowly starting to stir as he uses the ropes to start working his way to a vertical base as the crowd once again breaks out into a very loud "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant as Chris starts to work his way back to a vertical base. Kyle rolls over to his chest and starts pushing himself up. Page comes up behind Kyle latching on to a back waist lock where he delivers a German Suplex! Page rolls through picking himself and Kyle back up the mat delivering a second German Suplex! He rolls through picking himself and Kyle back up off the mat where a third German Suplex is delivered! Page rolls through picking himself and Kyle up and delivers a fourth German Suplex!
Diamond: That's four!
Chris rolls through where he reaches a vertical base picking both himself and Kyle up off the mat where a fifth German Suplex is delivered this time with a release! The Orlando crowd applauds loudly as we see Chris work his way back to a vertical base where he looks down at Shane and up at a turnbuckle. The fans ROAR as Page runs his thumb across his throat before he makes his way towards the ropes where he steps out to the ring apron and starts to scales turnbuckles. The fans roar as Page leaps off the top rope connecting with a Diving Headbut!!
Baxter: Vintage Chris Page!
Chris makes the cover cradleing the far leg of Kyle Shane!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO...... THRE.....
There's a massive gasp as Kyle Shane escapes the near fall!
Diamond: It's Shane now kicking out of some Chris Page offense!
Chris glances over at the referee as he reaches both knee's. The official shows him two fingers as Chris reaches a vertical base where he reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat. Chris takes Kyle back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Shane bounces off the ropes and into the SPIN BUSTER SLAM by Chris Page which brings the Orlando to their feet! The crowd roars massively as Chris Page reaches a vertical base before signaling for the Page Plant!
Baxter: Kyle's got no clue what's coming his way!
Chris measures Kyle as we see Shane roll over to his chest and start to push himself up off the mat and as he reaches his feet Chris comes forward with a boot to the midsection doubling Shane over where he sets up to deliver the Page Plant! Quickly Kyle counters with a double leg takedown followed by a leaping double stomp into the chest! Kyle quickly makes the cover!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE...
Page escapes to a huge pop from the crowd! Both men lay on the mat for several seconds before they each start to stir and begin to work their way to a vertical base. Shane lands a hard right hand, Page comes right back with a right hand of his own! Shane lands a harder right hand that staggers Chris back a step or two before he comes back with a hard right hand rocking Kyle back into the ropes, Kyle bounces off the ropes blasting Page with a Superkick to the jaw! Page staggers backwards yet doesn't leave his feet. Shane comes forward with a boot to the midsection before locking in a front face lock where he snaps off a Suplex! Shane pops his hips and rolls through picking both himself and Page up off the mat where a second Suplex is delivered! Shane pops his hips and rolls through where he picks both himself and Page up off the mat where a third Suplex is delivered.
Diamond: A trifecta of Vertical Suplexes from Shane!
Kyle begins to work his way back to a his feet where he immediately takes a back waist lock where he delivers a straight jacket bridging German Suplex!
Baxter: CHAIN OF MEMORIES!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO...... THRE....
Page kicks out to another roar from the crowd! Shane gets to his knee's where some frustration begins to show as he draws his attention towards the referee who shows him how close he was to victory. Kyle shakes his head as he starts to work his way to his feet where the fans start to erupt with a loud "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!". Kyle is back up to his feet where he reaches down picking CCP up off the mat.
KYLE SHANE- "Stay down!"
Kyle exclaims as he paint brush slaps Page across the face several times before rocking Chris with a series of hard right hands that back Page up into the ropes, Shane sends Chris towards the far side with an Irish Whip that see's Chris hand spring into the ropes and delivering a 3/4 Neckbreaker! The crowd ROARS as both men are down in the center of the ring.
Diamond: Spring Board Cutter by Chris Page! I don't think I've ever seen him do that!
Chris struggles to inch his way towards Kyle. He rolls him over to his back making the cover and hooking the near leg!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
The fans gasp intently as Kyle Shane fires a shoulder up off the mat!
Baxter: The God of Game is still alive and kicking!
Chris starts to push himself up off Kyle's chest and to his feet. It's Page that now picks Kyle up off the mat where he takes him back into a neutral corner. There's several knife edge chops delivered to Kyle's chest before Chris reaches down picking Kyle up and setting him on the top turnbuckle. Page rocks Kyle's jaw before he steps up to the middle turnbuckle, he locks a front face lock on Kyle before stepping all the way up to the top turbuckle. He stands Kyle up on the top turnbuckle before changing into a front waist lock! The Orlando fans ERUPT as Chris brings Kyle off the top rope and crashing down to the mat with a Release Over Head Top Rope Belly to Belly Suplex!! Both men land hard and are laid out on the mat forcing the referee to start laying the count to both men.
Diamond: A hellacious Release Over Head Belly to Belly from the top rope!!!
Baxter: Page can't capitalize!
Chris is the first to stir as he once again crawls towards Kyle where he rolls him over making another cover hooking his legs.
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE...... TWO...... THRE....
Another massive gasp from the crowd as Kyle Shane kicks out!! The crowd erupts once again as both of theses men are laying it all on the line in order to establish who the best really is. Chris Page is the first to stir as he begins to work his way back to a vertical base where he staggers back into the ropes. Page comes off the ropes where he reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat. Page reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat where he places his head in position for the Page Plant! Chris under hooks the arms only to see Kyle spin out of the attempted Page Plant before countering with a Summer Sault Reverse DDT!
Diamond: The God of Game is pulling out ALL the stops!
The crowd can't help but pop big as both men are once again laid out in center of the ring.
Baxter: This is back to anyone's ball game!
The effects of the contest has taken its toll on both competitors. The referee is forced to lay the count to both men as neither seem to be moving. The referee reaches a five count before Kyle Shane starts to use the ropes to pull himself back to a vertical base which breaks the count as Chris Page starts to roll over and push himself up off the mat. Page reaches a vertical base where he slowly starts to turn around and is met by a boot to the midsection by Kyle Shane who looks to plant CCP with his version of a Double Arm DDT! Page manages to quickly counter with a back body drop sending Kyle crashing down to the mat. Shane works his way back to his feet where Page drives a boot to the midsection before FINALLY hitting the PAGE PLANT! Chris rolls into the cover hooking both legs.
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO....... THREE!!!!
DING.... DING... DING....
"Hail to the King" hits the speakers to a massive ovation from the crowd as seemingly the roof has exploded.
Masters: The winner of this contest, "CHRONIC" CHRIS PAGE!!
Diamond: Page has defeated Kyle Shane!
Baxter: I don't think he's ever done that in singles action...
Page gets back to his feet where the referee raises his arm in victory as the crowd is red hot. Chris backs up into a neutral corner where he looks down at Kyle who is laid out. Chris drops down to the mat and rolls out to the floor where he starts to make his way back up the ramp.
Diamond: Not much of a celebration by CCP.
Baxter: He came and did what he had to do...
The scene fades back to the locker room area.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!
The crowd pops as the WGWF Intercontinental Champion John "THE BEAST" Cable is shown in the locker room of the Glorious New Breed alongside Terry Borden and Citizen Truth.
JOHN CABLE- "It's concerning because nobody has heard from him. It's not like Tristan to not reach out or return phone calls."
TERRY BORDEN- "Well brother, you know Slater, the guy runs to the beat of his own drum and he hasn't been himself since Summer Madness to begin with."
The attention shifts towards the locker room door as it swings open and there stands "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER. Tristan looks like he's been through a war as his shirt is ripped, his arms and face is bruised, he's wearing one shoe while the other foot is bare. In his left hand is black silk top hat with various older patch work done all over the hat.
CITIZEN- "Are you okay!!"
Citizen and Terry quickly make their way towards the door to assist Tristan but they're brushed to the side by John Cable.
JOHN CABLE- "Who did this? Was this Alyce!!??!! I'm going to END her!"
Tristan breaks his silence as he appears dis-sheveled.
TRISTAN SLATER- "It's real... It's all real."
JOHN CABLE- "What's real? What are you talking about?!"
Tristan raises the top hat up. John shifts his attention towards the hat that's in Slater's hand.
TRISTAN SLATER- "This is the key. This hat man, I didn't know alternate realities existed...."
John slaps Tristan across the face.
JOHN CABLE- "Snap the fuck out of it!"
John exclaims.
JOHN CABLE- "What the hell are you talking about!"
Tristan seemingly snaps out of a dessheveled state as he walks towards the center of the locker room.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Watch! Just watch!"
Tristan places the top hat upside down on the floor. He spins the hat clockwise spinning it in a circle fully expecting for it to pick up speed and open up a portal yet it simply slows it self down before coming to a complete stop.
JOHN CABLE- "So you can spin a top hat, okay?"
TRISTAN SLATER- "No!"
Tristan spins the hat clockwise a second time as he states.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Something's not right!"
The hat once again spins around and around before slowly coming to a stop.
TERRY BORDEN- "Are you alright, brother?"
Tristan spouts out frantically.
TRISTAN SLATER- "I'M FINE!"
Tristan runs his hands over his face before letting out a deep breath. He suddenly snaps back into reality.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Shit! I got a match!"
Tristan walks out of the locker room leaving the Glorious New Breed scratching their heads as they look at this top hat in the center of the floor.
MATCH 2:
"GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER
versus
THE SENTINEL
DING... DING.... DING....
Masters: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... Currently in the ring, THE SENTINEL!!!
Diamond: The big man from Jakarta is back on television baby!!
The Orlando crowd erupts!
Masters: His opponent, about to make his way to the ring... "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER!
Tristan walks right from behind the curtain, still only wearing one shoe and the cut up clothing as he starts to walk directly towards the ring. No fan fare, nothing. He reaches ringside where he simply rolls into the ring and gets to his feet looking over at the giant that is The Sentinel.
DING.... DING.... DING.....
Slater and the Sentinel walk out towards the center of the ring. Tristan is shown mouthing trash talk towards The Sentinel before shoving the big man yet he doesn't really budge. The Sentinel comes with an over head chop looking to split Slater's skull! Tristan side steps and catches Sentinel with an arm bar take down as he manages to force The Sentinel down to the mat and lock in the Glorious Crossface! The Orlando crowd is in complete shock with what they've just witnessed! The crowd roars as The Sentinel TAPS OUT!
DING... DING.... DING.....
Masters: The winner via Submission, "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER!
And just like that Tristan rolls out to the floor where he makes his way back up the ramp with purpose. He disappears behind the curtain.
Diamond: Tristan looks like he's been through hell!
Baxter: There's certainly something off about this situation.
GIFTS FOR MY QUEEN:
Starchylde: “My King… I REALLY don’t have time for this right now…”
M.D.K.: “It won’t take long…”
Starchylde: “Story of your life…”
M.D.K.: “Fuck off and keep your eyes closed…”
M.D.K. leads Alyce Starchylde down a corridor and steadies her as she covers her eyes with her hand.
Starchylde: “You may not remember, but I do have an Intercontinental Title match tonight to get ready for…”
M.D.K.: “Which is why you need to see… THIS!”
Alyce opens her eyes and looks stunned at what she sees in the centre of their dressing room. Two lavish thrones sit proudly among a sea of red, purple and gold carpet. Gold tables sit either side of the twin thrones and heavy gold (plated) sceptres. Engraved over the head of each throne is each of their names ornately etched and there is space reserved for title belts on either side of the throne. Alyce looks stunned.
Starchylde: “This… is…”
She looks at M.D.K.’s hopeful face and shakes her head.
Starchylde: “Ridiculous, impractical and vulgar… I love it!”
She embraces the champion as he gestures to the thrones…
M.D.K.: “And look…”
He places his title on the stand.
M.D.K.: “Title spaces. One for me… and one for you to use after later on tonight…”
A smirk creeps across Alyce’s face as they sit in their thrones…
M.D.K.: “And watch this… who needs to worry about transporting our goods between arenas when you have squires… SQUIRES?”
He claps his hands and four dwarves march into the locker room in single file all in matching squires outfits.
Starchylde: “Dwarves?”
M.D.K.: “Squires…”
Starchylde: “How… Quaint.”
M.D.K.: “This is Bobby, Dobby, Nobby and Robby…”
The second squire leans into M.D.K.
Dobby: “Actually… my name is Roger.”
M.D.K. grabs Dobby by the lapels of his outfit.
M.D.K.: “And I don’t pay you to pick your own name. For what you four fuck-knuckles cost, I choose your names. Get it?”
Squires: “Yes your highness…”
The World Heavyweight Champion reaches for Alyce’s hand and takes it gently as she looks at him.
M.D.K.: “My dear… This is just the beginning of our dynasty…”
She smiles and stands up.
Starchylde: “That… sounds great… but right now I have a potato to peel…”
M.D.K.: “Do you want me to go out there with you? Flash seemed to want to teach me a lesson leaving me off of the card. I’m at a loose end.”
Starchylde: “I should be fine… But keep that on standby for me…”
She gestures to the sceptre and smirks as M.D.K. smiles back as Alyce leaves the locker-room.
MATCH 3:
NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH
ANDY JOHNSON
versus
NICK RYAN
Nick Ryan is seen pulling into the parking lot of the arena. He gets out of his rental car and pops open the trunk. He reaches in and grabs his bag. Before he can turn around… ANDY JOHNSON pops out, out of nowhere and blasts Nick with a chair. Nick falls into his own trunk of his car.
Baxter: Whoa!!!
Diamond: What’s going on here?!?!
Andy throws down the chair and starts to slam the trunk lid into the skull of Nick Ryan. Any repeatedly starts to slam the lid down on Nick. Nick reaches up to soften the blow with one hand and throws a punch that nails Andy in the stomach. Andy backs away from the trunk as Nick collects himself and gets out. Nick pulls out a tire iron from the trunk of the car! Nick charges at Andy and clubs him over the back that drops Andy to the floor. Security, referees and Flash Rotten run onto the scene!
Rotten: What the hell is going on here?!?!
Nick pounces on Andy and starts to fire away punches. Security tries to pull him off and success. Andy slowly makes it to his feet.
Rotten: Fine! Fine… FINE! YOU TWO WANT TO TEAR EACH OTHER APART NOW?!?! WE HAVE A REF RIGHT HERE! THIS MATCH IS NOW A PARKING LOT BRAWL FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH!!!
A roar from the crowd is heard as the security backs away and the ref steps in. Flash Rotten storms off as Andy and Nick clashes with a fury of punches in bunches! Nick Ryan kicks Andy in the stomach and throws him into a cement pillar, Andy crashes off it and Nick catches a rebounding Andy with a back body drop that has Andy land directly onto the trunk of Nick’s car. The car trunk dent with an impression of Andy’s body. Nick gets up onto the trunk of the car and punches Andy and he lands on the roof. Nick follows Andy up to the roof of the car. Andy takes the chance and hits a low blow on Nick. Andy grabs Nick by the head and DDT’s him…
SMASH!!
Andy puts Nicks head through the sun roof of the car. Andy then pushes Nick off the roof onto the concrete floor and Nick is busted wide open from having his head go through the sunroof! Andy rolls off and pins Nick!!!
1…
2…
Kickout!!!
Andy gets up. He looks around the parking lot. He walks over and grabs a full trash can. He brings is back just as Nick is using his rental car to help him to his feet. Andy raises the can over his head… WHAM! Nick quickly opens up the drivers side door and slams it into Andy’s body. Andy drops the trash can and trash goes every where. Nick reaches down and grabs an empty beer bottle out of the scattered trash and smashes it over Andy’s head! Glass flies everywhere as Andy crumbles into the ground!!!
Baxter: There’s not going to be much left of these guys for Caged In if this match keeps going like this!
Diamond: I bet Erik is smiling watching his two opponents beating each other senseless!!!
Nick Ryan pulls up a now busted open Andy Johnson. He slaps him across the face and pushes him back into the car once more. Nick Ryan spears Andy Johnson will all he’s got. Andy lands on the hood of the car this time. Nick looks to his right to see a Ford F-150 parked next to his rental. Nick climbs into the box of the truck. He get climbs onto the roof of the car, he sprints and jumps off the roof…. Elbow drop lands on Andy!!! Nick covers!!
1…
2…
Andy barely gets a shoulder up.
Baxter: I hope Nick Ryan has good car insurance!
Diamond: Geico I’m sure!!
Baxter: Shut up Diamond.
Nick goes into the car and pops the hood button as Andy is still trying to get to his feet. Nick grabs Andy. Nick opens up the hood just enough to put Andy head into the engine bay. Nick turns around to search for a weapon. Nick grabs a chair. Nick turns his attention back to Andy… He’s not there!!!
Nick: Come out you fucker!
Nick looks inside the car, and looks all around and Andy is nowhere to be seen. Nick walks behind his car… Still no Andy. Nick turns around. Andy slowly emerges from the trunk of the car. Andy slowly gets out and waits for Nick to turn around. He does! Andy kicks Nick in the stomach. Andy sets him up for a PAGE PLANT!!!
CRASH!!!!!
The Ford F-150 has just backed up quickly into both Andy and Nick!!! Both men go flying about six feet and roll another six feet…. The door opens from the truck….. ERIK JOLSTEN…. He smirks. He reaches in the back of the truck and grabs his bag and walks away from the scene with a smirk on his face. The camera looks back at Andy and Nick. Andy has a arm wrapped over Nick…
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Baxter: Andy won!! Both of them were hit by Erik Jolsten’s truck!!! Andy just happened to land with his arm over Nick!!!
Diamond: The real question is… Was Erik in his truck the whole time?!?!
YOUR CHAMPION DEMANDS COMPETITION! NOW!!!!
The house lights dim out as a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp. Walking out through the curtain and out into the spotlight is none other than M.D.K. He bathes in the light as well as the heat as he has a look of calm across his face before tapping the title that rests on his shoulder as he makes his way down to the ring.
Baxter: “Here comes the champion and he’s in his ring gear and looking for a fight!”
Diamond: “He has no right to be out here! He’s not scheduled to fight tonight, he has no business in the WGWF Ring tonight…”
Baxter: “He’s the champ… he has every right to be wherever he damn well wants to be…”
M.D.K. climbs into the ring as the booing and chants of ‘asshole’ continues as M.D.K. stares around at the crowd.
M.D.K.: “Peons, pissants and peasants… YOU’RE WELCOME!”
Nuclear heat as M.D.K. laps it up…
M.D.K.: “You are welcome you pathetic mortals that I am here to grace you with my presence. Yes! It’s your time of the week to be able to feel a little bit worse about yourself because you are in the company of a superior creature of havoc.”
The asshole chants are constant now… M.D.K. is forced to talk through them
M.D.K.: “You can’t deny it now… It doesn’t matter if it’s WGWF’s past, present or future… it doesn’t matter if it’s an undefeated seventeen streak, it doesn’t matter if you have done it all in every company around the world and are coming back here to prove a point. It doesn’t matter who you are, where it is or how it is; I will crush each and every obstacle that stands in my way.”
You know the deal… more heat. M.D.K. smirks before continuing.
M.D.K.: “And it’s because I am carving through every single generation of the WGWF that I assume is why Flash Rotten has dared to keep me out of the show tonight…”
A cheer rises up at the prospect of that but M.D.K. raises a finger to halt their celebration.
M.D.K.: “And how you cretins would lap that up… wouldn’t you? A night where the greatest thing to have happened to the WGWF has the ignominy of sitting on the side-lines while lesser beings and his delightfully wicked Queen take the centre stage. Well I suggest that as the General Manager of this cluster fuck of a federation, Flash fucking Rotten gets his pathetic arse out here and give me what I deserve.”
Diamond: “Flash should hand him a pink slip…”
Baxter: “That is exactly what should happen to the champion of the WGWF… dear god you people and your envy of the champion sicken me.”
?: “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…”
Huge pop as they know who is coming.
?: “MY NAME IS FL-“
M.D.K.: “We all know who the fuck you are Flash, now get your arse out here!”
Huge heat at M.D.K. interrupting Flash’s introduction. Flash does indeed appear at the top of the ramp which turns the negative into a positive as M.D.K. glares at the GM of Brawl as he strides down to the ring and climbs in to confront the champion.
Rotten: “Now Danny… I know you are upset at being left off of the card. I am sorry for that but the guys saw what you did to James Raven on the last show and unsurprisingly, most of the roster were reluctant to step into the ring with you…”
M.D.K.: “Why… because they don’t want an example made of them?”
Rotten: “Probably more to do that they don’t want four fractured ribs, two swollen vertebrae and a dislocated collarbone! THAT IS WHAT YOU DID TO OUR TALENT!”
Huge heat for M.D.K.’s actions.
M.D.K.: “It wasn’t that bad…”
Rotten: “You SPAT in his face…”
More boos. M.D.K. steps towards Flash and backs him into the corner.
M.D.K.: “And I will rearrange yours if you don’t give me a match right here… RIGHT NOW.”
Generic Mexican Lucha libre music plays and a Luchador appears at the top of the ramp in all green with green leaves down the tights. Flash touches his ear.
Rotten: “Mr M.D.K. sir… please welcome your opponent for tonight… He is the bravest man from Mexico… El Nacho…”
A pop for El Nacho as he awkwardly rolls into the ring and attempts some Lucha flips and fails to the bemusement of M.D.K. who points at El Nacho as Flash climbs out of the ring.
M.D.K.: “Is this some sort of joke? A fucking groundskeeper in a wrestling mask?”
Rotten: “Take it or leave it Mr Tenegra. Your match starts…”
Ding! Ding!
Rotten: “About now.”
A referee climbs into the ring as El Nacho begins to perform jumping jacks and warms up on the ropes before making a sign of the cross and pointing to the ceiling.
Diamond: “So I guess it’s M.D.K. versus El… Nacho.”
Baxter: “This is utterly disgusting; an insult to our champion.”
M.D.K. smirks at El Nacho as he continues to awkwardly roll around the ring around the champion to the delight of the crowd until suddenly M.D.K. levels a kick at the body of the Luchador who crumples into a heat and generates a wave of heat from the crowd.
Diamond: “I guess the fun is over.”
M.D.K. drags El Nacho to his feet and delivers a couple of knees to the ribs as he holds him in place before driving him to the mat with a snap suplex. He makes a cover!
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2!
But El Nacho kicks out.
Diamond: “I have just received a brief about M.D.K.’s opponent tonight. El Nacho is from a little village called Cuatrocientos Veinte. He is the youngest of seven children and he has always dreamed of a chance to wrestle in the United States.”
Baxter: “M.D.K. is the perfect example of why you should be careful what you wish for.”
M.D.K. takes the back of El Nacho and swats at the back of his head before hauling him to his feet and heaving him over with a German Suplex!
Baxter: “M.D.K. is going to take this kid to school!”
M.D.K. whips him into the ropes and El Nacho ducks the clothesline attempt and starts his leap for a flying lariat on his return way to early and M.D.K. simply steps to the side and El Nacho faceplants onto the mat to groans from the crowd.
Baxter: “Goodnight Mr Nacho…”
M.D.K. whips El Nacho into the corner and M.D.K. charges in only for El Nacho to step to the side allowing M.D.K. to clatter into the turnbuckle chest first. Nacho rolls up M.D.K. from behind!
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Baxter: “What!?”
Diamond: “He calls that the burrito roll-up! El Nacho has beaten the World Heavyweight Champion!”
M.D.K. rolls to his feet and his head is in his hands as El Nacho has his head in his hands in disbelief as his music plays. He keeps his hands up by his hand as M.D.K. calls for him to get back into the ring.
Diamond: “El Nacho can’t believe his luck! He hands are on his head…”
Baxter: “Is he…”
El Nacho is unlacing his mask as M.D.K. has a full on tantrum in the ring. The laces of the mask are loose as El Nacho removes his mask to reveal that he is none other than…
Baxter: “CHRIS PAGE! IT’S CHRIS PAGE!”
M.D.K. is enraged as Page grabs a microphone…
CHRIS PAGE- "Six weeks MDK... Tick tock, tick tock, tick... tock."
MDK is livid inside the squared circle as Chris Page smirks at the Champion before leaving him to throw his temper tanturm as we fade to commercial.
MAIN EVENT
WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
"THE BEAST" JOHN CABLE (c)
versus
ALYCE STARCHYLDE
The strains of K Flay’s ‘Blood in the Cut’ drifts through the air as Alyce steps out on the entrance ramp. Her head bounces softly in time to the music and then she lurches forward down the aisle towards the ring.
Baxter: “The challenger maintains that haunted stare as she comes down to the ring and I for one wonder what she’s thinking.”
Diamond: “If the rumours are true about the beast that lurks in her King’s trunks, she’s probably still in shock…”
She doesn’t seem to notice the crowd as her haunted eyes stare towards the ring. She approaches, slides under the ring ropes and slouches in a corner as she stares at the ramp-way.
"The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
Baxter: “And the champ – as some might say – is here and is ready for war.”
Diamond: “Will his absent friend be too much of a distraction for him this week?”
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes to get ready for his match. He hands the title belt to the referee and stares back at Starchylde who remains emotionless before letting out a shriek of laughter and tilting her head sharply to the side.
Baxter: “That girl is seriously messed up…”
Masters: “The following contest is scheduled for One Fall and is for the WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first the challenger… She hails from Hollywood California and weighs in at…”
But before he can announce her weight, she points at Masters and wiggles her finger.
Masters: “I will know my place and not announce Ms Starchylde’s weight but will poin out she is the challenger… Alyce… STARCHYLDE!”
The crowd boo and Alyce wafts them away.
Masters: “And introducing now…”
Huge pop…
Master: “Hailing from Jacksonville Florida and weighing in at 267lbs… he is the reigning… defending and undisputed WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION…. The MANDINGO Man Beast… Johnathan… CABLE!”
Mammoth pop from the crowd as the referee raises the title high up in the air and then signals for the bell. Cable stares at Alyce intently as the Mad Queen skips around her corner.
Baxter: “What on earth is she doing?”
Cable won’t take his eyes off of Alyce as she skips in a circle and gradually edges closer to the Man Beast who doesn’t move almost as though as if he’s transfixed by her and doesn’t notice as she gets closer and closer before clapping around the side of his head with a brutal slap that sends a roar of disapproval from the crowd and an even bigger roar of rage from Cable as Starchylde lets out a malicious giggle and skips away from Cable as he charges towards Starchylde who slips under the middle rope, onto the apron and hops to the outside.
Baxter: “A cheap shot to start things off for Starchylde and that will have little impact on the big man.”
Diamond: “It wasn’t to be physical. Alyce did that to get inside the head of the champion… Look at his reaction. It worked a charm.”
Cable goes to follow but the referee stops him. Cable turns to plead his case to the referee and as he turns, Starchylde is back onto the apron and as Cable turns around, Alyce grabs Cable by the head and drops him neck first across the top rope to the fury of the crowd. Cable staggers away and Starchylde slinks into the ring and connects with a chop-block to the back of Cable’s legs that knocks the big man to the mat and Starchylde immediately capitalises with a flurry of quick stomps to the torso of the champion before backing into the ropes, charging towards her downed foe and hits a perfect float-over neck-breaker!
Baxter: “Hit him hard, and hit him fast will be the key to victory for Starchylde tonight!”
Starchylde backs into the ropes again and hits a drop kick at Cable’s head who had managed to get to all fours. Starchylde gets to her feet and poses to the baying crowd. Cable is onto one knee as Starchylde grabs him by the head and delivers a flurry of forearms before winding up for an elbow but Cable bursts to his feet and drives Starchylde into the corner to the delight of the crowd who pop as the wind is driven out of her by a couple of driving shoulder blocks.
Baxter: “And that is why she had to maintain the speed advantage…”
Starchylde looks dazed as Cable takes a step back, smiles and then drives a knee into the midsection of Starchylde who doubles up on impact. Cable grabs Starchylde and lifts her up but Alyce claps her hands together onto Cable’s ears and the champion drops the challenger and clutches his head as Alyce steps onto the middle turnbuckle and leaps off and hits a spinning elbow that drops the big man to the mat! Alyce scrambles to make a cover!
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But Cable powers out with authority and Alyce slaps her hands at the referee to call for a quicker count! She stands up and delivers a few boots to the knee of Cable as he sits up and tries to swat her away but Alyce is much quicker and is able to sidestep his swipes and delivers a boot to the ribs of the champion but Cable catches her leg and holds it in place and gets to his feet as the challenger holds up her hands to ask for mercy as she helplessly hops on the spot.
Diamond: “He shouldn’t be manhandling royalty!”
Cable talks a little trash at Alyce before powering her into the mat! Cable gets back to his feet and leans down to pick up the challenger before whipping her into the corner. He goes to charge in but Alyce rolls to the side and back-heels Cable in the back of the knee causing it to wobble a little.
Baxter: “Starchylde has been targeting that knee all match and it could be another key to victory for her…”
Diamond: “More keys than a piano…”
Cable swings an elbow behind him blindly with enough force to turn him on the spot where he comes face to face with Alyce who sarcastically waves and grabs the back of Cable’s head and attempts to leap up for a Codebreaker!
Baxter: “Unicorn Stampede out of nowhere!”
Diamond: “Not quite!”
But Cable holds onto her using his immense strength and the crowd pop as he staggers with her into the middle of the ring with her knees still pressed against his chest. He manages to drop to his back and launch Starchylde at the turnbuckle and stands up to a rapturous reaction from the crowd. But they aren’t congratulating him, they are warning him because Alyce used her agility to land on the top turnbuckle and is urging Cable to turn around and as he does, Starchylde leaps off and connects a top rope version of the Code-Breaker that connects perfectly this time causing the crowd to be on their feet!
Baxter: “TOP ROPE UNICORN STAMPEDE! AND THIS TIME IT CONNECTS!”
Cable crashes to the mat and Starchylde tumbles across the ring upon impact! She catches her breath and sits up almost in disbelief at what she just managed to achieve. She scrambles across the ring and makes the cover!
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3!
But Cable’s shoulder is up as Starchylde along with most of the fans are convinces she has won and react. As they realise it’s only two, Starchylde is celebrating and demands the title belt.
Diamond: “Alyce is calling for her belt!”
Baxter: “It was a two count!”
Diamond: “She’s just cutting out the wadding to get to the conclusion…”
As the referee and the timekeeper debate with Alyce on why she isn’t the champion yet, Cable remains out for the count and remains motionless on the mat. Starchylde tries to start on the referee but he’s having none of it and tells her to back off. Alyce shakes her head and delivers another couple of boots to the knee of the champion before working her way up his body and then drops down and connects with a couple of mounted punches to the jaw of the champion.
Starchylde then stands up…
Diamond: “What?”
Baxter: “That’s Tristan Slater!”
Starchylde looks furious as the lights shine on the ramp-way but nobody is there. Starchylde stands on the middle rope and starts beckoning Slater to come down to the ring…
Baxter: “Just his music and that is how you keep the mindgames flowing between the pair of them.”
Starchylde turns away as the music stops and is levelled by a brutal big boot from Cable to a massive pop from the crowd! Starchylde is seeing stars as Cable hauls her up and scoop slams her back to the mat twice in a row before whipping her into the ropes, but then holds on and drags her in for a spinning slam into the mat! He hooks the leg!
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But Starchylde pops out and Cable shakes his head with a wry smile. He picks himself up and drags Alyce up by her arm and whips her into the turnbuckle. Cable gestures to his boot and then to the prone Starchylde and the crowd cheer in approval. Cable charges and attempts a running big boot but Starchylde drops down and Cable’s leg is caught on the top turnbuckle as he howls in frustration and discomfort. Starchylde shakes the cobwebs clear and smirks at her helpless foe before delivering a few kicks to the trapped leg of the champion before driving an elbow into the kneecap of the champion.
Baxter: “This is a golden opportunity for Starchylde right now!”
Cable struggles to free his leg and Alyce climbs up the turnbuckle around him and stands on the top rope as John swats at her in vain as Alyce leaps and drives a double stomp into the knee cap of Cable who is freed from his predicament but clutches his leg in agony in the centre of the ring. Starchylde poses for the baying crowd before making her way over to Cable, rolls him onto his front and synchs in a single leg Boston Crab!
Diamond: “Now is the time for a new champion! Alyce has this locked in!”
Alyce screams out in frustration and calls for the Man Beast to tap out as the champion desperately reaches out for the bottom rope. Cable edges towards the ropes but Alyce places his leg down and drops a knee across it and twists it at an unnatural angle causing further agony for the champion and further limiting his movement!
Cable continues to edge towards the ropes again but Alyce adjusts the position again and pulls the Man Beast away from the ropes with a scream.
Baxter: “John Cable is inhuman to be holding on for this long!”
John has his head in his hands and reaches out again in desperation and finally his hand hovers over the mat outstretched…
The crowd pop again as Slater’s music plays and Alyce narrows her eyes at the ramp-way to watch out for intruders…
Baxter: “Slater’s music again!”
Diamond: “It’s just cheap!”
Baxter: “It’s clearly working…”
Cable uses the distraction to loosen Alyce’s grip and edges to the ropes where he manages to hold on long enough for the referee to call for the rope break. Alyce finally relents as the crowd boo wildly as a light shines at the top of the ramp.
Baxter: “What the hell is M.D.K. doing here?”
M.D.K. stands at the top of the ramp with a chair in one hand and his sceptre in the other. He gestures to his eyes towards Alyce to indicate he is watching out for Slater as he sets up the chair and sits down while hitting his hand with the head of the sceptre.
Diamond: “That’s quite the insurance policy to have.”
Baxter: “He’s not showing much wear from his battle with El Nacho earlier…”
Diamond: “That’s not funny…”
Cable gets to one knee and Starchylde backs into the ropes and goes for a Shining Wizard but Cable catches her and hits a snap powerbomb out of nowhere! He slumps forwards for the cover!
1!
2!
But Starchylde is able to kick out! M.D.K. stands up and looks enraged at his Queen being wounded. He charges down to the ring and places his sceptre on the turnbuckle as he climbs up onto the apron.
Baxter: “What the hell does he think that he is doing?”
Diamond: “Helping out a gal pal…”
Baxter: “Who the hell uses the phrase ‘gal pal’?”
M.D.K. argues with the referee as Cable remains on all fours as Starchylde drags her way over to the corner where M.D.K. left the metal sceptre…
Baxter: “The referee can’t see what M.D.K. has left for Alyce!”
Alyce picks up the weapon and smiles as she picks herself up to her feet and the crowd volume increases!
Diamond: “It’s! It’s!”
Tristan Slater stands between Alyce and Cable and Alyce’s eyes are wide open. She charges forwards and swings the sceptre but Slater boots her in the mid-section and hits a flip pile-driver!
Baxter: “Flip Pile-Driver by Slater!”
Diamond: “Disqualify Cable! This is an injustice!”
Slater rolls out of the ring and waves at M.D.K. who looks furious and gives chase to the former champion through the crowd as Cable is back to his feet and standing over the challenger! He drags her up and delivers Waking Nightmare pedigree to the challenger and she crumples to the mat as he makes the cover!
1!
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3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Master: “Here is your winner…. AND STILL WGWF World Heavyweight Champion… Johnathan… CABLE!”
As the referee hands Cable his title back and holds his arm up, the champion stumbles and drops to one knee as he clutches it as Alyce holds her head in frustration as Trenches plays.
Diamond: “Foul play from Slater sees his pet potato retain the title!”
Baxter: “Tristan Slater knows damn well that to play somebody like Starchylde at her own game is the only way that you will be able to beat her! He did that expertly tonight and he helped his friend retain the intercontinental championship in the process.”
Cable weakly celebrates as we fade out.
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL- HURRICANE IRMA BENEFIT SHOW
10.2.17
AMWAY ARENA
ORLANDO, FLORIDA
SOLD OUT
Monday Night Brawl takes the air live as.....
Orlando erupts!
DING... DING... DING...
Masters: The following contest LIVE on Monday Night Brawl is scheduled for one fall; introducing first, making his way to the ring.... "CHRONIC" CHRIS PAGE!!
The fans erupt louder as Chris Page walks out to the top of the ramp where he comes to a stop as he looks over the massive sold out crowd. There's a head nod from Chris before he starts to make the walk towards the ring.
Diamond: Welcome to a very special edition of Monday Night Brawl where all proceeds for this event will go directly to the Hurricane Irma Disaster Relief Fund, and Derek what a way to kick things off tonight than with "Chronic" Chris Page taking on "The God of Game" Kyle Shane!
Baxter: The only two men to have won the WGWF World Title on seven occassions each! This is going to be one hell of a contest.
Chris reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. He stretches using the top rope as the music fades away leaving a massive "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant directed towards the ring.
Masters: His opponent, about to make his way to the ring.... "THE GOD OF GAME" KYLE SHANE!!!!
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. 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.
DING... DING.... DING...
The Orlando fans erupt as the opening bell tolls.
Diamond: There's a BIG FIGHT feel tonight in Orlando as we kick off Monday Night Brawl!
Chris Page and Kyle Shane stare across the ring from each other; both men have a look of serious intent on their faces before they each slowly start to walk out to the center of the ring.
Baxter: This one has went to an entire different level between four weeks ago and tonight.
Diamond: Page might have lit the fire under Kyle's rear end with his comments a month ago.
Page and Shane reach center ring where the lock up with a collar/elbow tie up which see's Chris back Kyle up against the ropes. The official comes over calling for the break before laying the count to Page. At the referee's four count Page slowly breaks away and steps back towards the center of the ring where he throws a middle finger to Kyle Shane! The God of Game simply smirks while shaking his head before starting to step back out towards the center of the ring. Shane and Page slowly circle each other before attempting another lock up. Kyle ducks out of the way and as Chris spins around he's peppered in the jaw by a striking jab which staggers Page back a foot or two. With Chris clutching at his jaw with his left hand he looks over at Shane who issues not one but two single finger salutes towards Chris Page drawing a mild gasp from the crowd.
Baxter: You just have a feeling that at any moment what could be a legitimate classic is going to break down into an all out fight.
Chris takes the hand that clutches his jaw and blows a kiss at Kyle! That's it! Shane swings with a right which is blocked by Page and countered with a right of his own! Followed by a second and then a third only to have Shane block the fourth and counter with stiff knife edge chop to the upper chest of Page, he follows up with a right hand and then another knife edge chop. Page comes back with a knee into the midsection doubling Shane over. Page takes Kyle and sends him back into a neutral corner where he lands several open handed chops across the chest of Shane! Shane quickly counters the positioning and it's now Page who's back is against the buckles where repeated shoulder blocks by Shane meet Page's midsection. After three shoulder blocks Shane delivers a stiff European Uppercut rocking Page's head backwards before Kyle fires Chris across the ring and into the buckles and he gives chase where he eats a reverse elbow that staggers Kyle backwards, Chris walks out of the corner catching Kyle with a T-Bone Suplex into the turnbuckles drawing a massive pop from the crowd as Page quickly pulls Kyle away from the ropes and executes a cover as he hooks the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO...... TH....
Kyle kicks out of the pinfall attempt as Chris quickly transitions into a rear chin lock. The referee is in prime position as he begins asking Kyle to surrender. Kyle refuses as Chris cranks back on the head and chin while driving his knee further into the upper spine of Shane.
Diamond: A nice exchange to open this Pay-Per-View quality opening contest live on Monday Night Brawl.
The referee continues to ask Kyle if he surrenders, Kyle shakes off the official before starting to work his way back to a vertical base before turning into the chin lock turning it into a headlock to which is answered by Chris Page who quickly snaps Kyle over to the mat with a side head lock take over forcing the former Intercontinental Champion's shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THR
Shane counters the side headlock into a head scissors which is quickly answered by Page who flips over Shane stacking his shoulders to the mat once again.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THR....
Shane bridges up and out of the pinfall before countering for what appears to be a backslide only to see Shane call an audible with a swinging neckbreaker!
Baxter: If you want to go move for move, hold for hold with the God of Game you're going to have to play a better game of human chess than that.
Shane works his way back to his feet where he reaches down picking Chris up off the mat. He locks in a front face lock before delivering a snap suplex! Shane floats over into the cover on Page.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO...... THR...
Page kicks out of the near fall.
Diamond: Both Page and Shane know that it's incredibly too early to be looking for quick pinfalls on each other; these are two masters of this game.
Shane is back to a vertical base where he reaches down picking Page up off the mat. Kyle rocks Page with a hard right hand before taking him back into the ropes where he fires Page across the ring with an Irish Whip, Chris bounces off the ropes where he ducks under a clothesline attempt and is sent bouncing off the near side where Shane spins around and in one solid motion delivers a sling blade clothesline that pops the crowd. He quickly executes the cover hooking the ear leg.
REFEREE: ONE...... TWO...... THRE.....
Chris escapes to a pop from the crowd as we see Kyle once again stand back to his feet where he reaches down picking Chris up off the mat, Shane once again locks a front face lock where he hoists Page up in the air before driving him down into the mat with a Falcon Arrow Suplex! Shane makes yet another cover.
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE....
Page fires a shoulder up off the mat to another pop from the crowd.
Baxter: Kyle Shane is forcing the covers trying to catch Page sleeping.
Diamond: These are arguably the top two WGWF Superstars of all time; both men have held the World Title on seven different occassions, both are WGFW Hall of Famer'ers and both have earned the spots they have within this company.
Baxter: Amen.
Kyle is back to his feet where he starts to taunt Page as we see Chris roll over to his chest and push himself up to all fours for Kyle to drive the bottom of his boot into Page's forehead knocking him back down to the mat. Shane taunts once again as the crowd is seeming split over this as some cheer and some boo. Kyle reaches down picking Chris up once again before tossing him back into a neutral corner where we see Kyle walk forward and climb up on the middle turnbuckle where he starts hammering down with straight right hands to the forehead of Page while the referee lays the count to Kyle. On the fourth strike the crowd roars as Page hoists Shane up and walks out from the corner before falling backwards which drives Kyle face first off the top turnbuckle!
Diamond: CCP just created an opening!
The fans start to rally behind Page as he begins to work his way to his feet while Kyle clutches at his nose and chin before starting to push himself up off the mat where he turns around into a front waist lock by Page who delivers a Northern Light Suplex, he back flips over Kyle while not releasing his grasp before picking both himself and Shane up off the mat where he takes a front waist lock delivering an Over Head Belly to Belly Suplex! Page makes the cover the cover hooking the near leg to the roar of the crowd.
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
Shane escapes the near fall to a gasp from the crowd!! Page is back to a vertical base not waisting any time as he takes a back waist lock before delivering a bridging German Suplex!!
REFEREE: ONE.... TWO..... THRE....
Shane escapes once again to another gasp from the crowd before quickly rolling out to the floor generating some boo's from the crowd. Chris gets back to a vertical base in the ring as we see Kyle start to walk around the ring as he gathers his thoughts while the referee starts to lay the count to him. Chris rolls out to the floor where he comes up behind Shane just as Shane starts to round the ring post and spins him around unloading with a flury on right hands! Page takes Shane and drives him into the security barrier!
Diamond: A possible breather attempt by Kyle Shane has brought this dance to the floor!
Chris laces Kyle across the chest with a knife edge chop before taking Kyle by the head and brings him towards the ring post! Kyle puts on the breaks using his right boot to go against the post before breaking Page's grasp with an elbow to the ribs and it's Kyle who sends Page bouncing face first off the ring post! Page crumbles to floor as Kyle slides back into the ring breaking the referee's count before sliding right back out to the floor.
Baxter: This might have been Kyle's plan all along!
Kyle stomps away at Page's body before reaching down picking him up off the floor where he brings him towards the announcers table where Kyle smashes Page face first off the table! Shane drive Page face first off the table a second time and then a third to loud boo's from the crowd. Shane flings Page back into the ring under the bottom rope before climbing up on the ring apron where he spring boards off the top rope with an elbow drop across the chest of Page! Shane executes the cover hooking the leg!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
The crowd roars as Page kicks out at the very last possible second. Shane gets to both knee's before back to a vertical base. He reaches down picking Page up off the mat taking him back into the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Page bounces off the ropes and into the SKYWARD SWORD of Kyle Shane!
Diamond: He almost knocked his head off!
Shane makes the cover once again!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
There's a massive gasp from the crowd as Page fires a shoulder up at the last possible second!!
Baxter: Page escaped!
There's a massive "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant filtering throughout the Amway Arena as we see Kyle navigate back to a vertical base where he reaches down to pick Chris up and it's Chris who counters with an inside cradle!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE.....
Shane escapes! Shane beats Page to his feet where he drives a boot to Page's midsection as he reaches his feet. Shane locks in a front face where he hoists Chris up in the air vertically before spiking him down with a Brain Buster Suplex! Kyle works his way back to his feet where he makes his way back towards the ropes, he steps out to the ring apron before making his way towards the nearest set of buckles. Kyle climbs up to the top rope where he looks down at Chris Page, Shane stands up on the top turnbuckle where he leaps off the top of turnbuckle with a Frog Splash! Page manages to roll out of the way causing Shane to crash and burn!
Diamond: That took a turn for the worse if your name is Kyle Shane.
Baxter: Page had the wherewithall to roll out of the way.
Shane clutches at his chest and ribs as we see Chris slowly starting to stir as he uses the ropes to start working his way to a vertical base as the crowd once again breaks out into a very loud "CCP! CCP! CCP!" chant as Chris starts to work his way back to a vertical base. Kyle rolls over to his chest and starts pushing himself up. Page comes up behind Kyle latching on to a back waist lock where he delivers a German Suplex! Page rolls through picking himself and Kyle back up the mat delivering a second German Suplex! He rolls through picking himself and Kyle back up off the mat where a third German Suplex is delivered! Page rolls through picking himself and Kyle up and delivers a fourth German Suplex!
Diamond: That's four!
Chris rolls through where he reaches a vertical base picking both himself and Kyle up off the mat where a fifth German Suplex is delivered this time with a release! The Orlando crowd applauds loudly as we see Chris work his way back to a vertical base where he looks down at Shane and up at a turnbuckle. The fans ROAR as Page runs his thumb across his throat before he makes his way towards the ropes where he steps out to the ring apron and starts to scales turnbuckles. The fans roar as Page leaps off the top rope connecting with a Diving Headbut!!
Baxter: Vintage Chris Page!
Chris makes the cover cradleing the far leg of Kyle Shane!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO...... THRE.....
There's a massive gasp as Kyle Shane escapes the near fall!
Diamond: It's Shane now kicking out of some Chris Page offense!
Chris glances over at the referee as he reaches both knee's. The official shows him two fingers as Chris reaches a vertical base where he reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat. Chris takes Kyle back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Shane bounces off the ropes and into the SPIN BUSTER SLAM by Chris Page which brings the Orlando to their feet! The crowd roars massively as Chris Page reaches a vertical base before signaling for the Page Plant!
Baxter: Kyle's got no clue what's coming his way!
Chris measures Kyle as we see Shane roll over to his chest and start to push himself up off the mat and as he reaches his feet Chris comes forward with a boot to the midsection doubling Shane over where he sets up to deliver the Page Plant! Quickly Kyle counters with a double leg takedown followed by a leaping double stomp into the chest! Kyle quickly makes the cover!
REFEREE: ONE..... TWO..... THRE...
Page escapes to a huge pop from the crowd! Both men lay on the mat for several seconds before they each start to stir and begin to work their way to a vertical base. Shane lands a hard right hand, Page comes right back with a right hand of his own! Shane lands a harder right hand that staggers Chris back a step or two before he comes back with a hard right hand rocking Kyle back into the ropes, Kyle bounces off the ropes blasting Page with a Superkick to the jaw! Page staggers backwards yet doesn't leave his feet. Shane comes forward with a boot to the midsection before locking in a front face lock where he snaps off a Suplex! Shane pops his hips and rolls through picking both himself and Page up off the mat where a second Suplex is delivered! Shane pops his hips and rolls through where he picks both himself and Page up off the mat where a third Suplex is delivered.
Diamond: A trifecta of Vertical Suplexes from Shane!
Kyle begins to work his way back to a his feet where he immediately takes a back waist lock where he delivers a straight jacket bridging German Suplex!
Baxter: CHAIN OF MEMORIES!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO...... THRE....
Page kicks out to another roar from the crowd! Shane gets to his knee's where some frustration begins to show as he draws his attention towards the referee who shows him how close he was to victory. Kyle shakes his head as he starts to work his way to his feet where the fans start to erupt with a loud "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!". Kyle is back up to his feet where he reaches down picking CCP up off the mat.
KYLE SHANE- "Stay down!"
Kyle exclaims as he paint brush slaps Page across the face several times before rocking Chris with a series of hard right hands that back Page up into the ropes, Shane sends Chris towards the far side with an Irish Whip that see's Chris hand spring into the ropes and delivering a 3/4 Neckbreaker! The crowd ROARS as both men are down in the center of the ring.
Diamond: Spring Board Cutter by Chris Page! I don't think I've ever seen him do that!
Chris struggles to inch his way towards Kyle. He rolls him over to his back making the cover and hooking the near leg!
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO..... THRE....
The fans gasp intently as Kyle Shane fires a shoulder up off the mat!
Baxter: The God of Game is still alive and kicking!
Chris starts to push himself up off Kyle's chest and to his feet. It's Page that now picks Kyle up off the mat where he takes him back into a neutral corner. There's several knife edge chops delivered to Kyle's chest before Chris reaches down picking Kyle up and setting him on the top turnbuckle. Page rocks Kyle's jaw before he steps up to the middle turnbuckle, he locks a front face lock on Kyle before stepping all the way up to the top turbuckle. He stands Kyle up on the top turnbuckle before changing into a front waist lock! The Orlando fans ERUPT as Chris brings Kyle off the top rope and crashing down to the mat with a Release Over Head Top Rope Belly to Belly Suplex!! Both men land hard and are laid out on the mat forcing the referee to start laying the count to both men.
Diamond: A hellacious Release Over Head Belly to Belly from the top rope!!!
Baxter: Page can't capitalize!
Chris is the first to stir as he once again crawls towards Kyle where he rolls him over making another cover hooking his legs.
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE...... TWO...... THRE....
Another massive gasp from the crowd as Kyle Shane kicks out!! The crowd erupts once again as both of theses men are laying it all on the line in order to establish who the best really is. Chris Page is the first to stir as he begins to work his way back to a vertical base where he staggers back into the ropes. Page comes off the ropes where he reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat. Page reaches down picking Kyle up off the mat where he places his head in position for the Page Plant! Chris under hooks the arms only to see Kyle spin out of the attempted Page Plant before countering with a Summer Sault Reverse DDT!
Diamond: The God of Game is pulling out ALL the stops!
The crowd can't help but pop big as both men are once again laid out in center of the ring.
Baxter: This is back to anyone's ball game!
The effects of the contest has taken its toll on both competitors. The referee is forced to lay the count to both men as neither seem to be moving. The referee reaches a five count before Kyle Shane starts to use the ropes to pull himself back to a vertical base which breaks the count as Chris Page starts to roll over and push himself up off the mat. Page reaches a vertical base where he slowly starts to turn around and is met by a boot to the midsection by Kyle Shane who looks to plant CCP with his version of a Double Arm DDT! Page manages to quickly counter with a back body drop sending Kyle crashing down to the mat. Shane works his way back to his feet where Page drives a boot to the midsection before FINALLY hitting the PAGE PLANT! Chris rolls into the cover hooking both legs.
REFEREE and CROWD: ONE..... TWO....... THREE!!!!
DING.... DING... DING....
"Hail to the King" hits the speakers to a massive ovation from the crowd as seemingly the roof has exploded.
Masters: The winner of this contest, "CHRONIC" CHRIS PAGE!!
Diamond: Page has defeated Kyle Shane!
Baxter: I don't think he's ever done that in singles action...
Page gets back to his feet where the referee raises his arm in victory as the crowd is red hot. Chris backs up into a neutral corner where he looks down at Kyle who is laid out. Chris drops down to the mat and rolls out to the floor where he starts to make his way back up the ramp.
Diamond: Not much of a celebration by CCP.
Baxter: He came and did what he had to do...
The scene fades back to the locker room area.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!
The crowd pops as the WGWF Intercontinental Champion John "THE BEAST" Cable is shown in the locker room of the Glorious New Breed alongside Terry Borden and Citizen Truth.
JOHN CABLE- "It's concerning because nobody has heard from him. It's not like Tristan to not reach out or return phone calls."
TERRY BORDEN- "Well brother, you know Slater, the guy runs to the beat of his own drum and he hasn't been himself since Summer Madness to begin with."
The attention shifts towards the locker room door as it swings open and there stands "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER. Tristan looks like he's been through a war as his shirt is ripped, his arms and face is bruised, he's wearing one shoe while the other foot is bare. In his left hand is black silk top hat with various older patch work done all over the hat.
CITIZEN- "Are you okay!!"
Citizen and Terry quickly make their way towards the door to assist Tristan but they're brushed to the side by John Cable.
JOHN CABLE- "Who did this? Was this Alyce!!??!! I'm going to END her!"
Tristan breaks his silence as he appears dis-sheveled.
TRISTAN SLATER- "It's real... It's all real."
JOHN CABLE- "What's real? What are you talking about?!"
Tristan raises the top hat up. John shifts his attention towards the hat that's in Slater's hand.
TRISTAN SLATER- "This is the key. This hat man, I didn't know alternate realities existed...."
John slaps Tristan across the face.
JOHN CABLE- "Snap the fuck out of it!"
John exclaims.
JOHN CABLE- "What the hell are you talking about!"
Tristan seemingly snaps out of a dessheveled state as he walks towards the center of the locker room.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Watch! Just watch!"
Tristan places the top hat upside down on the floor. He spins the hat clockwise spinning it in a circle fully expecting for it to pick up speed and open up a portal yet it simply slows it self down before coming to a complete stop.
JOHN CABLE- "So you can spin a top hat, okay?"
TRISTAN SLATER- "No!"
Tristan spins the hat clockwise a second time as he states.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Something's not right!"
The hat once again spins around and around before slowly coming to a stop.
TERRY BORDEN- "Are you alright, brother?"
Tristan spouts out frantically.
TRISTAN SLATER- "I'M FINE!"
Tristan runs his hands over his face before letting out a deep breath. He suddenly snaps back into reality.
TRISTAN SLATER- "Shit! I got a match!"
Tristan walks out of the locker room leaving the Glorious New Breed scratching their heads as they look at this top hat in the center of the floor.
MATCH 2:
"GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER
versus
THE SENTINEL
DING... DING.... DING....
Masters: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... Currently in the ring, THE SENTINEL!!!
Diamond: The big man from Jakarta is back on television baby!!
The Orlando crowd erupts!
Masters: His opponent, about to make his way to the ring... "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER!
Tristan walks right from behind the curtain, still only wearing one shoe and the cut up clothing as he starts to walk directly towards the ring. No fan fare, nothing. He reaches ringside where he simply rolls into the ring and gets to his feet looking over at the giant that is The Sentinel.
DING.... DING.... DING.....
Slater and the Sentinel walk out towards the center of the ring. Tristan is shown mouthing trash talk towards The Sentinel before shoving the big man yet he doesn't really budge. The Sentinel comes with an over head chop looking to split Slater's skull! Tristan side steps and catches Sentinel with an arm bar take down as he manages to force The Sentinel down to the mat and lock in the Glorious Crossface! The Orlando crowd is in complete shock with what they've just witnessed! The crowd roars as The Sentinel TAPS OUT!
DING... DING.... DING.....
Masters: The winner via Submission, "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER!
And just like that Tristan rolls out to the floor where he makes his way back up the ramp with purpose. He disappears behind the curtain.
Diamond: Tristan looks like he's been through hell!
Baxter: There's certainly something off about this situation.
GIFTS FOR MY QUEEN:
Starchylde: “My King… I REALLY don’t have time for this right now…”
M.D.K.: “It won’t take long…”
Starchylde: “Story of your life…”
M.D.K.: “Fuck off and keep your eyes closed…”
M.D.K. leads Alyce Starchylde down a corridor and steadies her as she covers her eyes with her hand.
Starchylde: “You may not remember, but I do have an Intercontinental Title match tonight to get ready for…”
M.D.K.: “Which is why you need to see… THIS!”
Alyce opens her eyes and looks stunned at what she sees in the centre of their dressing room. Two lavish thrones sit proudly among a sea of red, purple and gold carpet. Gold tables sit either side of the twin thrones and heavy gold (plated) sceptres. Engraved over the head of each throne is each of their names ornately etched and there is space reserved for title belts on either side of the throne. Alyce looks stunned.
Starchylde: “This… is…”
She looks at M.D.K.’s hopeful face and shakes her head.
Starchylde: “Ridiculous, impractical and vulgar… I love it!”
She embraces the champion as he gestures to the thrones…
M.D.K.: “And look…”
He places his title on the stand.
M.D.K.: “Title spaces. One for me… and one for you to use after later on tonight…”
A smirk creeps across Alyce’s face as they sit in their thrones…
M.D.K.: “And watch this… who needs to worry about transporting our goods between arenas when you have squires… SQUIRES?”
He claps his hands and four dwarves march into the locker room in single file all in matching squires outfits.
Starchylde: “Dwarves?”
M.D.K.: “Squires…”
Starchylde: “How… Quaint.”
M.D.K.: “This is Bobby, Dobby, Nobby and Robby…”
The second squire leans into M.D.K.
Dobby: “Actually… my name is Roger.”
M.D.K. grabs Dobby by the lapels of his outfit.
M.D.K.: “And I don’t pay you to pick your own name. For what you four fuck-knuckles cost, I choose your names. Get it?”
Squires: “Yes your highness…”
The World Heavyweight Champion reaches for Alyce’s hand and takes it gently as she looks at him.
M.D.K.: “My dear… This is just the beginning of our dynasty…”
She smiles and stands up.
Starchylde: “That… sounds great… but right now I have a potato to peel…”
M.D.K.: “Do you want me to go out there with you? Flash seemed to want to teach me a lesson leaving me off of the card. I’m at a loose end.”
Starchylde: “I should be fine… But keep that on standby for me…”
She gestures to the sceptre and smirks as M.D.K. smiles back as Alyce leaves the locker-room.
MATCH 3:
NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH
ANDY JOHNSON
versus
NICK RYAN
Nick Ryan is seen pulling into the parking lot of the arena. He gets out of his rental car and pops open the trunk. He reaches in and grabs his bag. Before he can turn around… ANDY JOHNSON pops out, out of nowhere and blasts Nick with a chair. Nick falls into his own trunk of his car.
Baxter: Whoa!!!
Diamond: What’s going on here?!?!
Andy throws down the chair and starts to slam the trunk lid into the skull of Nick Ryan. Any repeatedly starts to slam the lid down on Nick. Nick reaches up to soften the blow with one hand and throws a punch that nails Andy in the stomach. Andy backs away from the trunk as Nick collects himself and gets out. Nick pulls out a tire iron from the trunk of the car! Nick charges at Andy and clubs him over the back that drops Andy to the floor. Security, referees and Flash Rotten run onto the scene!
Rotten: What the hell is going on here?!?!
Nick pounces on Andy and starts to fire away punches. Security tries to pull him off and success. Andy slowly makes it to his feet.
Rotten: Fine! Fine… FINE! YOU TWO WANT TO TEAR EACH OTHER APART NOW?!?! WE HAVE A REF RIGHT HERE! THIS MATCH IS NOW A PARKING LOT BRAWL FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH!!!
A roar from the crowd is heard as the security backs away and the ref steps in. Flash Rotten storms off as Andy and Nick clashes with a fury of punches in bunches! Nick Ryan kicks Andy in the stomach and throws him into a cement pillar, Andy crashes off it and Nick catches a rebounding Andy with a back body drop that has Andy land directly onto the trunk of Nick’s car. The car trunk dent with an impression of Andy’s body. Nick gets up onto the trunk of the car and punches Andy and he lands on the roof. Nick follows Andy up to the roof of the car. Andy takes the chance and hits a low blow on Nick. Andy grabs Nick by the head and DDT’s him…
SMASH!!
Andy puts Nicks head through the sun roof of the car. Andy then pushes Nick off the roof onto the concrete floor and Nick is busted wide open from having his head go through the sunroof! Andy rolls off and pins Nick!!!
1…
2…
Kickout!!!
Andy gets up. He looks around the parking lot. He walks over and grabs a full trash can. He brings is back just as Nick is using his rental car to help him to his feet. Andy raises the can over his head… WHAM! Nick quickly opens up the drivers side door and slams it into Andy’s body. Andy drops the trash can and trash goes every where. Nick reaches down and grabs an empty beer bottle out of the scattered trash and smashes it over Andy’s head! Glass flies everywhere as Andy crumbles into the ground!!!
Baxter: There’s not going to be much left of these guys for Caged In if this match keeps going like this!
Diamond: I bet Erik is smiling watching his two opponents beating each other senseless!!!
Nick Ryan pulls up a now busted open Andy Johnson. He slaps him across the face and pushes him back into the car once more. Nick Ryan spears Andy Johnson will all he’s got. Andy lands on the hood of the car this time. Nick looks to his right to see a Ford F-150 parked next to his rental. Nick climbs into the box of the truck. He get climbs onto the roof of the car, he sprints and jumps off the roof…. Elbow drop lands on Andy!!! Nick covers!!
1…
2…
Andy barely gets a shoulder up.
Baxter: I hope Nick Ryan has good car insurance!
Diamond: Geico I’m sure!!
Baxter: Shut up Diamond.
Nick goes into the car and pops the hood button as Andy is still trying to get to his feet. Nick grabs Andy. Nick opens up the hood just enough to put Andy head into the engine bay. Nick turns around to search for a weapon. Nick grabs a chair. Nick turns his attention back to Andy… He’s not there!!!
Nick: Come out you fucker!
Nick looks inside the car, and looks all around and Andy is nowhere to be seen. Nick walks behind his car… Still no Andy. Nick turns around. Andy slowly emerges from the trunk of the car. Andy slowly gets out and waits for Nick to turn around. He does! Andy kicks Nick in the stomach. Andy sets him up for a PAGE PLANT!!!
CRASH!!!!!
The Ford F-150 has just backed up quickly into both Andy and Nick!!! Both men go flying about six feet and roll another six feet…. The door opens from the truck….. ERIK JOLSTEN…. He smirks. He reaches in the back of the truck and grabs his bag and walks away from the scene with a smirk on his face. The camera looks back at Andy and Nick. Andy has a arm wrapped over Nick…
1…
2…
3…!!!!
Baxter: Andy won!! Both of them were hit by Erik Jolsten’s truck!!! Andy just happened to land with his arm over Nick!!!
Diamond: The real question is… Was Erik in his truck the whole time?!?!
YOUR CHAMPION DEMANDS COMPETITION! NOW!!!!
The house lights dim out as a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp. Walking out through the curtain and out into the spotlight is none other than M.D.K. He bathes in the light as well as the heat as he has a look of calm across his face before tapping the title that rests on his shoulder as he makes his way down to the ring.
Baxter: “Here comes the champion and he’s in his ring gear and looking for a fight!”
Diamond: “He has no right to be out here! He’s not scheduled to fight tonight, he has no business in the WGWF Ring tonight…”
Baxter: “He’s the champ… he has every right to be wherever he damn well wants to be…”
M.D.K. climbs into the ring as the booing and chants of ‘asshole’ continues as M.D.K. stares around at the crowd.
M.D.K.: “Peons, pissants and peasants… YOU’RE WELCOME!”
Nuclear heat as M.D.K. laps it up…
M.D.K.: “You are welcome you pathetic mortals that I am here to grace you with my presence. Yes! It’s your time of the week to be able to feel a little bit worse about yourself because you are in the company of a superior creature of havoc.”
The asshole chants are constant now… M.D.K. is forced to talk through them
M.D.K.: “You can’t deny it now… It doesn’t matter if it’s WGWF’s past, present or future… it doesn’t matter if it’s an undefeated seventeen streak, it doesn’t matter if you have done it all in every company around the world and are coming back here to prove a point. It doesn’t matter who you are, where it is or how it is; I will crush each and every obstacle that stands in my way.”
You know the deal… more heat. M.D.K. smirks before continuing.
M.D.K.: “And it’s because I am carving through every single generation of the WGWF that I assume is why Flash Rotten has dared to keep me out of the show tonight…”
A cheer rises up at the prospect of that but M.D.K. raises a finger to halt their celebration.
M.D.K.: “And how you cretins would lap that up… wouldn’t you? A night where the greatest thing to have happened to the WGWF has the ignominy of sitting on the side-lines while lesser beings and his delightfully wicked Queen take the centre stage. Well I suggest that as the General Manager of this cluster fuck of a federation, Flash fucking Rotten gets his pathetic arse out here and give me what I deserve.”
Diamond: “Flash should hand him a pink slip…”
Baxter: “That is exactly what should happen to the champion of the WGWF… dear god you people and your envy of the champion sicken me.”
?: “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…”
Huge pop as they know who is coming.
?: “MY NAME IS FL-“
M.D.K.: “We all know who the fuck you are Flash, now get your arse out here!”
Huge heat at M.D.K. interrupting Flash’s introduction. Flash does indeed appear at the top of the ramp which turns the negative into a positive as M.D.K. glares at the GM of Brawl as he strides down to the ring and climbs in to confront the champion.
Rotten: “Now Danny… I know you are upset at being left off of the card. I am sorry for that but the guys saw what you did to James Raven on the last show and unsurprisingly, most of the roster were reluctant to step into the ring with you…”
M.D.K.: “Why… because they don’t want an example made of them?”
Rotten: “Probably more to do that they don’t want four fractured ribs, two swollen vertebrae and a dislocated collarbone! THAT IS WHAT YOU DID TO OUR TALENT!”
Huge heat for M.D.K.’s actions.
M.D.K.: “It wasn’t that bad…”
Rotten: “You SPAT in his face…”
More boos. M.D.K. steps towards Flash and backs him into the corner.
M.D.K.: “And I will rearrange yours if you don’t give me a match right here… RIGHT NOW.”
Generic Mexican Lucha libre music plays and a Luchador appears at the top of the ramp in all green with green leaves down the tights. Flash touches his ear.
Rotten: “Mr M.D.K. sir… please welcome your opponent for tonight… He is the bravest man from Mexico… El Nacho…”
A pop for El Nacho as he awkwardly rolls into the ring and attempts some Lucha flips and fails to the bemusement of M.D.K. who points at El Nacho as Flash climbs out of the ring.
M.D.K.: “Is this some sort of joke? A fucking groundskeeper in a wrestling mask?”
Rotten: “Take it or leave it Mr Tenegra. Your match starts…”
Ding! Ding!
Rotten: “About now.”
A referee climbs into the ring as El Nacho begins to perform jumping jacks and warms up on the ropes before making a sign of the cross and pointing to the ceiling.
Diamond: “So I guess it’s M.D.K. versus El… Nacho.”
Baxter: “This is utterly disgusting; an insult to our champion.”
M.D.K. smirks at El Nacho as he continues to awkwardly roll around the ring around the champion to the delight of the crowd until suddenly M.D.K. levels a kick at the body of the Luchador who crumples into a heat and generates a wave of heat from the crowd.
Diamond: “I guess the fun is over.”
M.D.K. drags El Nacho to his feet and delivers a couple of knees to the ribs as he holds him in place before driving him to the mat with a snap suplex. He makes a cover!
1!
2!
But El Nacho kicks out.
Diamond: “I have just received a brief about M.D.K.’s opponent tonight. El Nacho is from a little village called Cuatrocientos Veinte. He is the youngest of seven children and he has always dreamed of a chance to wrestle in the United States.”
Baxter: “M.D.K. is the perfect example of why you should be careful what you wish for.”
M.D.K. takes the back of El Nacho and swats at the back of his head before hauling him to his feet and heaving him over with a German Suplex!
Baxter: “M.D.K. is going to take this kid to school!”
M.D.K. whips him into the ropes and El Nacho ducks the clothesline attempt and starts his leap for a flying lariat on his return way to early and M.D.K. simply steps to the side and El Nacho faceplants onto the mat to groans from the crowd.
Baxter: “Goodnight Mr Nacho…”
M.D.K. whips El Nacho into the corner and M.D.K. charges in only for El Nacho to step to the side allowing M.D.K. to clatter into the turnbuckle chest first. Nacho rolls up M.D.K. from behind!
1!
2!
3!
Baxter: “What!?”
Diamond: “He calls that the burrito roll-up! El Nacho has beaten the World Heavyweight Champion!”
M.D.K. rolls to his feet and his head is in his hands as El Nacho has his head in his hands in disbelief as his music plays. He keeps his hands up by his hand as M.D.K. calls for him to get back into the ring.
Diamond: “El Nacho can’t believe his luck! He hands are on his head…”
Baxter: “Is he…”
El Nacho is unlacing his mask as M.D.K. has a full on tantrum in the ring. The laces of the mask are loose as El Nacho removes his mask to reveal that he is none other than…
Baxter: “CHRIS PAGE! IT’S CHRIS PAGE!”
M.D.K. is enraged as Page grabs a microphone…
CHRIS PAGE- "Six weeks MDK... Tick tock, tick tock, tick... tock."
MDK is livid inside the squared circle as Chris Page smirks at the Champion before leaving him to throw his temper tanturm as we fade to commercial.
MAIN EVENT
WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP
"THE BEAST" JOHN CABLE (c)
versus
ALYCE STARCHYLDE
The strains of K Flay’s ‘Blood in the Cut’ drifts through the air as Alyce steps out on the entrance ramp. Her head bounces softly in time to the music and then she lurches forward down the aisle towards the ring.
Baxter: “The challenger maintains that haunted stare as she comes down to the ring and I for one wonder what she’s thinking.”
Diamond: “If the rumours are true about the beast that lurks in her King’s trunks, she’s probably still in shock…”
She doesn’t seem to notice the crowd as her haunted eyes stare towards the ring. She approaches, slides under the ring ropes and slouches in a corner as she stares at the ramp-way.
"The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
Baxter: “And the champ – as some might say – is here and is ready for war.”
Diamond: “Will his absent friend be too much of a distraction for him this week?”
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes to get ready for his match. He hands the title belt to the referee and stares back at Starchylde who remains emotionless before letting out a shriek of laughter and tilting her head sharply to the side.
Baxter: “That girl is seriously messed up…”
Masters: “The following contest is scheduled for One Fall and is for the WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first the challenger… She hails from Hollywood California and weighs in at…”
But before he can announce her weight, she points at Masters and wiggles her finger.
Masters: “I will know my place and not announce Ms Starchylde’s weight but will poin out she is the challenger… Alyce… STARCHYLDE!”
The crowd boo and Alyce wafts them away.
Masters: “And introducing now…”
Huge pop…
Master: “Hailing from Jacksonville Florida and weighing in at 267lbs… he is the reigning… defending and undisputed WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION…. The MANDINGO Man Beast… Johnathan… CABLE!”
Mammoth pop from the crowd as the referee raises the title high up in the air and then signals for the bell. Cable stares at Alyce intently as the Mad Queen skips around her corner.
Baxter: “What on earth is she doing?”
Cable won’t take his eyes off of Alyce as she skips in a circle and gradually edges closer to the Man Beast who doesn’t move almost as though as if he’s transfixed by her and doesn’t notice as she gets closer and closer before clapping around the side of his head with a brutal slap that sends a roar of disapproval from the crowd and an even bigger roar of rage from Cable as Starchylde lets out a malicious giggle and skips away from Cable as he charges towards Starchylde who slips under the middle rope, onto the apron and hops to the outside.
Baxter: “A cheap shot to start things off for Starchylde and that will have little impact on the big man.”
Diamond: “It wasn’t to be physical. Alyce did that to get inside the head of the champion… Look at his reaction. It worked a charm.”
Cable goes to follow but the referee stops him. Cable turns to plead his case to the referee and as he turns, Starchylde is back onto the apron and as Cable turns around, Alyce grabs Cable by the head and drops him neck first across the top rope to the fury of the crowd. Cable staggers away and Starchylde slinks into the ring and connects with a chop-block to the back of Cable’s legs that knocks the big man to the mat and Starchylde immediately capitalises with a flurry of quick stomps to the torso of the champion before backing into the ropes, charging towards her downed foe and hits a perfect float-over neck-breaker!
Baxter: “Hit him hard, and hit him fast will be the key to victory for Starchylde tonight!”
Starchylde backs into the ropes again and hits a drop kick at Cable’s head who had managed to get to all fours. Starchylde gets to her feet and poses to the baying crowd. Cable is onto one knee as Starchylde grabs him by the head and delivers a flurry of forearms before winding up for an elbow but Cable bursts to his feet and drives Starchylde into the corner to the delight of the crowd who pop as the wind is driven out of her by a couple of driving shoulder blocks.
Baxter: “And that is why she had to maintain the speed advantage…”
Starchylde looks dazed as Cable takes a step back, smiles and then drives a knee into the midsection of Starchylde who doubles up on impact. Cable grabs Starchylde and lifts her up but Alyce claps her hands together onto Cable’s ears and the champion drops the challenger and clutches his head as Alyce steps onto the middle turnbuckle and leaps off and hits a spinning elbow that drops the big man to the mat! Alyce scrambles to make a cover!
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2!
But Cable powers out with authority and Alyce slaps her hands at the referee to call for a quicker count! She stands up and delivers a few boots to the knee of Cable as he sits up and tries to swat her away but Alyce is much quicker and is able to sidestep his swipes and delivers a boot to the ribs of the champion but Cable catches her leg and holds it in place and gets to his feet as the challenger holds up her hands to ask for mercy as she helplessly hops on the spot.
Diamond: “He shouldn’t be manhandling royalty!”
Cable talks a little trash at Alyce before powering her into the mat! Cable gets back to his feet and leans down to pick up the challenger before whipping her into the corner. He goes to charge in but Alyce rolls to the side and back-heels Cable in the back of the knee causing it to wobble a little.
Baxter: “Starchylde has been targeting that knee all match and it could be another key to victory for her…”
Diamond: “More keys than a piano…”
Cable swings an elbow behind him blindly with enough force to turn him on the spot where he comes face to face with Alyce who sarcastically waves and grabs the back of Cable’s head and attempts to leap up for a Codebreaker!
Baxter: “Unicorn Stampede out of nowhere!”
Diamond: “Not quite!”
But Cable holds onto her using his immense strength and the crowd pop as he staggers with her into the middle of the ring with her knees still pressed against his chest. He manages to drop to his back and launch Starchylde at the turnbuckle and stands up to a rapturous reaction from the crowd. But they aren’t congratulating him, they are warning him because Alyce used her agility to land on the top turnbuckle and is urging Cable to turn around and as he does, Starchylde leaps off and connects a top rope version of the Code-Breaker that connects perfectly this time causing the crowd to be on their feet!
Baxter: “TOP ROPE UNICORN STAMPEDE! AND THIS TIME IT CONNECTS!”
Cable crashes to the mat and Starchylde tumbles across the ring upon impact! She catches her breath and sits up almost in disbelief at what she just managed to achieve. She scrambles across the ring and makes the cover!
1!
2!
3!
But Cable’s shoulder is up as Starchylde along with most of the fans are convinces she has won and react. As they realise it’s only two, Starchylde is celebrating and demands the title belt.
Diamond: “Alyce is calling for her belt!”
Baxter: “It was a two count!”
Diamond: “She’s just cutting out the wadding to get to the conclusion…”
As the referee and the timekeeper debate with Alyce on why she isn’t the champion yet, Cable remains out for the count and remains motionless on the mat. Starchylde tries to start on the referee but he’s having none of it and tells her to back off. Alyce shakes her head and delivers another couple of boots to the knee of the champion before working her way up his body and then drops down and connects with a couple of mounted punches to the jaw of the champion.
Starchylde then stands up…
Diamond: “What?”
Baxter: “That’s Tristan Slater!”
Starchylde looks furious as the lights shine on the ramp-way but nobody is there. Starchylde stands on the middle rope and starts beckoning Slater to come down to the ring…
Baxter: “Just his music and that is how you keep the mindgames flowing between the pair of them.”
Starchylde turns away as the music stops and is levelled by a brutal big boot from Cable to a massive pop from the crowd! Starchylde is seeing stars as Cable hauls her up and scoop slams her back to the mat twice in a row before whipping her into the ropes, but then holds on and drags her in for a spinning slam into the mat! He hooks the leg!
1!
2!
But Starchylde pops out and Cable shakes his head with a wry smile. He picks himself up and drags Alyce up by her arm and whips her into the turnbuckle. Cable gestures to his boot and then to the prone Starchylde and the crowd cheer in approval. Cable charges and attempts a running big boot but Starchylde drops down and Cable’s leg is caught on the top turnbuckle as he howls in frustration and discomfort. Starchylde shakes the cobwebs clear and smirks at her helpless foe before delivering a few kicks to the trapped leg of the champion before driving an elbow into the kneecap of the champion.
Baxter: “This is a golden opportunity for Starchylde right now!”
Cable struggles to free his leg and Alyce climbs up the turnbuckle around him and stands on the top rope as John swats at her in vain as Alyce leaps and drives a double stomp into the knee cap of Cable who is freed from his predicament but clutches his leg in agony in the centre of the ring. Starchylde poses for the baying crowd before making her way over to Cable, rolls him onto his front and synchs in a single leg Boston Crab!
Diamond: “Now is the time for a new champion! Alyce has this locked in!”
Alyce screams out in frustration and calls for the Man Beast to tap out as the champion desperately reaches out for the bottom rope. Cable edges towards the ropes but Alyce places his leg down and drops a knee across it and twists it at an unnatural angle causing further agony for the champion and further limiting his movement!
Cable continues to edge towards the ropes again but Alyce adjusts the position again and pulls the Man Beast away from the ropes with a scream.
Baxter: “John Cable is inhuman to be holding on for this long!”
John has his head in his hands and reaches out again in desperation and finally his hand hovers over the mat outstretched…
The crowd pop again as Slater’s music plays and Alyce narrows her eyes at the ramp-way to watch out for intruders…
Baxter: “Slater’s music again!”
Diamond: “It’s just cheap!”
Baxter: “It’s clearly working…”
Cable uses the distraction to loosen Alyce’s grip and edges to the ropes where he manages to hold on long enough for the referee to call for the rope break. Alyce finally relents as the crowd boo wildly as a light shines at the top of the ramp.
Baxter: “What the hell is M.D.K. doing here?”
M.D.K. stands at the top of the ramp with a chair in one hand and his sceptre in the other. He gestures to his eyes towards Alyce to indicate he is watching out for Slater as he sets up the chair and sits down while hitting his hand with the head of the sceptre.
Diamond: “That’s quite the insurance policy to have.”
Baxter: “He’s not showing much wear from his battle with El Nacho earlier…”
Diamond: “That’s not funny…”
Cable gets to one knee and Starchylde backs into the ropes and goes for a Shining Wizard but Cable catches her and hits a snap powerbomb out of nowhere! He slumps forwards for the cover!
1!
2!
But Starchylde is able to kick out! M.D.K. stands up and looks enraged at his Queen being wounded. He charges down to the ring and places his sceptre on the turnbuckle as he climbs up onto the apron.
Baxter: “What the hell does he think that he is doing?”
Diamond: “Helping out a gal pal…”
Baxter: “Who the hell uses the phrase ‘gal pal’?”
M.D.K. argues with the referee as Cable remains on all fours as Starchylde drags her way over to the corner where M.D.K. left the metal sceptre…
Baxter: “The referee can’t see what M.D.K. has left for Alyce!”
Alyce picks up the weapon and smiles as she picks herself up to her feet and the crowd volume increases!
Diamond: “It’s! It’s!”
Tristan Slater stands between Alyce and Cable and Alyce’s eyes are wide open. She charges forwards and swings the sceptre but Slater boots her in the mid-section and hits a flip pile-driver!
Baxter: “Flip Pile-Driver by Slater!”
Diamond: “Disqualify Cable! This is an injustice!”
Slater rolls out of the ring and waves at M.D.K. who looks furious and gives chase to the former champion through the crowd as Cable is back to his feet and standing over the challenger! He drags her up and delivers Waking Nightmare pedigree to the challenger and she crumples to the mat as he makes the cover!
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3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Master: “Here is your winner…. AND STILL WGWF World Heavyweight Champion… Johnathan… CABLE!”
As the referee hands Cable his title back and holds his arm up, the champion stumbles and drops to one knee as he clutches it as Alyce holds her head in frustration as Trenches plays.
Diamond: “Foul play from Slater sees his pet potato retain the title!”
Baxter: “Tristan Slater knows damn well that to play somebody like Starchylde at her own game is the only way that you will be able to beat her! He did that expertly tonight and he helped his friend retain the intercontinental championship in the process.”
Cable weakly celebrates as we fade out.