Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on May 15, 2018 5:23:37 GMT -5
WGWF PRESENTS
SUMMER MADNESS WORLD TOUR:
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
5.14.18
OTKRITIE ARENA
MOSCOW, RUSSIA
There’s boo’s from the Russian crowd as a spotlight hits the top of the ramp and the Monster Silence emerges through the curtain with the WGWF Television Championship slung over his right shoulder as he walks towards the ring.
Diamond: Two weeks ago in Osaka, Japan that monster Silence showed up in the Main Event before Powerslamming Andy Johnson three times and stealing Andy’s Television Championship!!
Baxter: Are you going to tell him to give it back?
Diamond: Absolutely not.
Baxter: I thought so.
Silence reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before stepping over the top rope and into the ring all but demanding a live microphone upon his arrival. Silence walks across the ring where he reaches through the ropes snatching the microphone away from Donald Masters. Silence takes center ring as his music fades away leaving the chorus of loud boos from the crowd.
SILENCE- “SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!”
The boos from the crowd get louder and louder as the Monster simply shakes his head.
SILENCE- “Not that I even expect any of you to understand me anyway, stupid Russians.”
The crowd gets even louder and louder with boos as Silence lowers the microphone while laughing. He raises the microphone back up as he looks directly into the camera.
SILENCE- “Two weeks ago I claimed the very title hanging over my shoulder and finished the job Chris Page started by effectively putting Andy Johnson-Page on the shelf!”
The crowd boos even louder with Silence taking credit for Andy’s current situation.
SILENCE- “While it was something that shocked some, it was something that has been long, long overdue because now the Monster has something over his shoulder that he DARES any man to try and take away because from where I’m standing I don’t think there’s anyone MAN enough to do so.”
Silence turns to address the ramp…
“Ladies and Gentleman….”
There’s a loud pop as Flash Rotten walks out to the top of the ramp with microphone in hand as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- “My name is FLASH ROTTEN and I am the UNDISPUTED General Manager of Monday Night Brawl!”
The ovation gets louder for Flash as he now shifts his attention towards the ring and at Silence who is now seething.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Now isn’t this interesting…”
Flash states clearly going back to when he was the mouth piece for Silence several years back.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Here I stand and there you stand, only from where I’m standing I think I’m about the only guy that CAN take you up on your Dare and leave with that Title over my shoulder… because that’s exactly what’s about to happen.”
The crowd interrupts with a nice pop for Flash.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Because if anything less happens you’ll find yourself in the unemployment line faster than hooker walking down the Las Vegas Strip.”
Another ovation from the crowd is heard as Silence raises his microphone only to be cut right off by Flash Rotten as he states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “I wasn’t finished…”
Flash shakes the index finger on his right hand towards the ring before he states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Let’s talk about what you did two weeks ago to Andy Johnson and the ramifications it now carries; first you did crack several of his ribs and thus is out of action for several weeks, which means he will not be able to defend the WGWF Television Championship and leaves me no other alternative than to strip Andy of the Television Championship and declare the title vacant.”
Silence listens as the crowd boos Flash Rotten’s announcement.
FLASH ROTTEN- “However I am going to give you the opportunity to actually win that very title in two short weeks in Beijing, China in front of over fifty thousand fans…”
Flash starts to make his walk towards the ring while he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The question then becomes, what exactly are you going to do? Are you going to hand me that Championship? Or are you going to lose everything you’ve got going for yourself here within the WGWF?”
Flash has made it ringside as he makes his way up the steel steps where he steps through the ropes and into the ring. He walks over to Silence where he reaches up taking a hold of the Television Championship which causes Silence to snatch his arm as he address Flash with microphone in hand.
SILENCE- “Get your hand off my belt!”
Silence drops his microphone has he backs Flash up into a neutral corner. Cameras pick up Silence as he starts talking to Flash.
SILENCE- “You want to make threats? Let me show you how I deal with threats!”
Moscow, Russia ERUPTS as TERRY BORDEN emerges out to the top of the ramp garnering Silence to spin around seeing him while allowing Flash Rotten to escape danger out to the floor. Terry stands at the top of the ramp removing his yellow shades as he looks down to the ring before he starts to make his walk down the aisle!!
Diamond: Terry Borden is in Moscow!! Borden-Fever runs WORLD WIDE!!
Baxter: YOOOOOUUU KNOW!
Terry Borden reaches ringside where he makes his way up the steel steps to the ring apron as an angry monster paces back and forth in the ring. Borden leans over the ropes pointing at Silence drawing a massive “YOUUUUUUUU” from the crowd!! Terry Borden steps through the ropes and into the ring as we see the Monster Silence charge forward swinging with a right hand! Borden ducks out of the way causing Silence to miss and the TV Title fall from his massive shoulder down to the mat. Silence spins around eating a right hand, followed by a second and then a third as the crowd is eating it up! Borden fires Silence across the ring where the Monster bounces off the ropes and into a BIG BOOT OF DOOM that staggers Silence backwards towards the ropes for Borden to charge forward with a clothesline that sends Silence over the top rope and out to the floor with him landing on his feet!!
Diamond: Silence was just sent over the top rope and out to the floor where he landed on his feet by Borden!!
Silence looks to climb back up on the ring apron when he backs down as Terry Borden rips off the AMERICANMANIA tank top! Silence starts to walk backwards up the ramp as he points at Borden who reaches down picking up the WGWF Television Championship off the mat. Flash Rotten joins Terry Borden in the ring as we see Terry hand the title over to the General Manager of Monday Night Brawl who takes the air with his microphone in hand.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Allow me to introduce to you your opponent, TERRY F’N BORDEN!!
The crowd roars as the next Brawl telecast has just gotten BIGGER!! Silence starts to laugh as Borden taunts him from the ring.
Diamond: Not only do we have Undisputed Tag Titles up for grabs, not only is there an Iron Man Match for the IC Title, not only will you get a Steel Cage match for the World Title but now we’ve got a vacant Television Championship that will be up for grabs between Silence and Terry Borden!
Baxter: Beijing isn’t going to be ready for Monday Night Brawl!!
OUR KING AND QUEEN:
A group of backstage workers are milling about backstage when a dwarf in elaborate garb strides forwards and blows a horn before speaking loudly.
Dwarf: “Peons, peasants and pissants. Stand to attention as I present to you the Queen of the WGWF Alyce Starchylde alongside the King of the WGWF... M... D... K!”
He blows a fanfare on the horn again and a group of hand-maidens throw rose petals on the path where they slowly make an elaborate walk down the corridor. The onlookers stare on in wonder as M.D.K and Starchylde saunter down the corridor slowly with looks of disdain etched across their faces. The dwarf bellows again as they move down the corridor slowly.
Dwarf: “Bend the knee and pay respects to your Royal Family!”
The onlookers kneel as the Royal Family make their way down the corridor until Denise Essex steps forwards with a microphone in hand.
Essex: “M.D.K! Alyce!¬ Could I just ask you a few questions?”
They stop dead in their tracks and stare at Denise in disbelief. The dwarf walks up to her.
Dwarf: “You will bend the knee and display respect to the Royal Family!”
Denise looks confused and looks at M.D.K with a pleading look in her eye.
Essex: “Danny... You can’t serious- ow!”
The dwarf has rounded around the back of the intrepid interviewer and uses M.D.K’s sceptre to gently prod her in the backs of the knees causing her to buckle and drop to her knees.
Dwarf: “You WILL respect the king!”
She manages to blink back tears of humiliation and frustration as M.D.K looks down at her and extends his hand.
M.D.K: “Kiss the ring and you may speak...”
She considers her next move. Does she value a good story or her dignity more? Well she leans forwards and kisses the gaudy ring on the former champion’s hand.
M.D.K.: “Arise microphone wench and speak your piece to us.”
She stands up and composes herself.
Essex: “So... Tonight you go into a strange bedfellows match and will be on opposite teams tonight. Do you have a gameplan going into this match and how will you approach it?”
M.D.K.: “You see, she may be my queen and I may be her king but our royal blood isn’t the only thing coursing through our veins. We have a nobility and a desire to be the best at what we do and we can tell you that whether is me or my highness getting the victory tonight, we will be doing it despite our partners and certainly not because of them.”
She turns to M.D.K now for the next question.
Essex: “While you are here, I feel I have to ask you about your contract...”
M.D.K raises a hand a looks weary of this question before replying.
M.D.K.: “Denise... Please. It’s the same question asked by each and every hack and the one asked by the champion himself as the panic envelops him like a fog. I will say to you the same I have said to everybody else who has asked me. This contract isn’t like our dwarf with a horn; there isn’t a fanfare that will accompany when and how the title will come back to me nor will there be a declaration which renders the element of surprise as moot and as pointless as John Gambino’s locker...”
He snatches the microphone from Denise and stares straight into the camera.
M.D.K.: “You all want to know about when and how? Well it just proves my point doesn’t it serfs? The most interesting thing about the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship and the glorified plinth with a ponytail holding it is the man with a shot at it. I am the only thing keeping that title relevant right now, I am the one social media talks about and I am the name on every tongue and on every poster through the arena. The suspense might be killing you all... But it’s the only thing making this show interesting because without me, the WGWF and it’s incumbent, incompetent leader would be truly... And utterly... INFERIOR!”
He slams the microphone into the chest of Denise as the dwarf blows the horn again and they saunter away.
ERIK JOSTEN versus JOHN TOLLY
"Blind" by Korn plays and John Tolly makes his way to the ring. Once in the ring, the music fades out and is replaced by "Nails" by Massive Wagons. The crowd roars as Erik Josten throws the curtain aside and strides out onto the stage. He marches down the ramp, taking the time to slap a few hands along the way. He stops as he gets to the ring and holds his head down. After he mouths some words to himself, he lets out a animalistic roar (think Roman Reigns before the spear) and climbs in the ring.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Tolly immediately rushes in and dropkicks Josten in the chest, sending him backwards towards the corner. Tolly rushes in and again, and delivers another dropkick. Josten is down to one knee and Tolly delivers a superkick right to the jaw, sending Josten down. Cover.
One. Tw-Kickout.
Tolly gets pressed off of Josten, but is undeterred. Tolly grabs the rising Josten by the head and goes for the Champaign Dream DDT, but Josten blocks and throws Tolly off of him. Tolly lands on his feet, then charges forward, only to get rocked with a big boot to the jaw.
Josten shakes the cobwebs out before going to grab Tolly by the head. When he does...
BLACKOUT
When the lights return, there are four masked men in the ring, all dressed in black. They stare down Josten for a moment who is begging them to come forward for a fight. Instead, the four turn and start stomping away on John Tolly.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Enraged, Josten charges forward and attacks the group of me, sending each one flying over the top rope, one by one.
Masters: Here is your winner, as a result of a disqualification.. JOHN TOL-!!
Josten snatches the microphone from Masters.
Josten: I'm sick of the damn games! I'm sick of you hiding like a bitch!
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
Josten: You think I need you so bad? Prove it! Next Monday Night Brawl, face me one on one, in this ring.
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
Josten: Put your money where your mouth is and try to beat men. I swear I will break you in half! C'mon Truth!
A few moments go past before...
BLACKOUT
Thru the darkness, a lone spotlight illuminates, shining straight down on Josten.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh Erik.. break me in half, huh? You couldn't even break that obsolete mule you faced tonight in half. But I will admit, I've played with you long enough. Now... it's time for action.
I accept your challenge."
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
"And I will show you that thru your darkness, I am your shining light."
Spotlight gone. Arena lights back up. "Nails" by Massive Wagons hit and Josten exits the ring, excited for having his opportunity at the Dark Truth.
PAGE INVESTIGATES BARKER'S SUICIDE - PART 1
In the parking lot, The Dancing Dudes Bill and Ted are dancing their way across the tarmac towards the exit and out into the open world. Before they can reach fresh air, they are cut off by none other than “Chronic” Chris Page. He has a stern and serious expression on his face.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “How’s it goin’, dude?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You tell me.”
Page immediately gets right in the face of Dancing Dude Bill. Ted tries to step in, but Page is locked on, ready to launch like a missile.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Whoa, whoa, whoa! What’s your beef, bro?”
CHRIS PAGE- “Well, let’s see… my best friend is in a medically induced coma right now, clinging on to life by a thread… and YOU were there when he tried to take his own life.
DANCING DUDE TED- “Whoa, you’ve gotta, like, totally chill out, man. I know you’re upset about your buddy Barker almost biting the bullet, but you don’t need to get all up in our grill. We didn’t have anything to do with it.”
CHRIS PAGE- “I’m not pointing fingers here. But I want answers. And I you to give them to me straight. What did you see? And don’t spare me the details.”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Dude, I only saw just as much as you did. I saw Adam’s limo backed into the corner with the motor running. It was totally weird that there were a load of other cars and trucks boxing it in. It was almost like he didn’t want to be found.
CHRIS PAGE- “That may be, but something’s been bothering me; what were you doing in the parking lot that night?”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “We competed in a dark match, yo! Putting over local talent is what we do best, man.”
CHRIS PAGE- “You’re telling me.”
He says this mostly to the side.
DANCING DUDE TED- “Besides, dude, we were just on our way outside for a blun… err…. Breath of fresh air. You know what we mean, dude?”
Chris lets out a half-hearted smile as Dancing Dude Ted makes a subtle ‘toking’ motion by raising a pinched finger and thumb up to his lips and pretending to draw breath.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “We’re just heading that way now… you diggin’ it, bro?”
CHRIS PAGE- “All too well. As much as I wish I could partake… I’ve got to find out more about what happened to Adam. There’s no way that he’d just try and top himself like that, even if he DID lose control of the company to Flash Rotten.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Maybe you’ve hit the nail on the head right there, dude.”
DANCING DUDE TED- “Yeah! Flash is pretty much the reason that Adam lost his job. Maybe he knows something you don’t.”
Chris Page suddenly stops dead in his tracks. He lets out a small grin.
CHRIS PAGE: “You know what? You two aren’t as stupid as you look!”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Thanks!”
Chris Page immediately dashes along the corridor, leaving Bill and Ted to contemplate over Page’s ‘compliment.’
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Hey! Wait a minute!”
He words fall on deaf ears. Chris Page is long gone.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Dude! Not cool!”
The scene fades to commercial.
DORLING and THE BEAST:
Dorling and April are backstage, walking along a corridor towards the locker rooms. Denise Essex runs along behind them, her heels clacking off the concrete floor.
DENISE ESSEX: 'Mr Dorling! Mr Dorling!'
Dorling stops and turns back, April's hand still in his.
DORLING: 'Hello Denise.'
DENISE ESSEX: 'Mr Dorling, I understand you've had a traumatic time since we last saw you.'
DORLING: 'You could say that...I mean, my house was destroyed and my...'
: '...and your best friend is in a coma.'
Dorling turns to greet Johnathan Cable.
DORLING: 'Yeah, my best friend is in a coma.'
CABLE: 'You know, I might be able to help with that.'
DORLING: 'What are you? A brain surgeon?'
CABLE: 'No, you know I'm not. But, well let's just say I have a little inside knowledge about being in a coma.'
DORLING: 'That's nice. I thank you for your concern dude but I'm just fine.'
CABLE: 'You may well be, but face the facts here; you have no home and Katy is in a Las Vegas hospital.'
DORLING: 'What are you saying, exactly?'
CABLE: 'I'm saying I have access to the best doctors. I have access to properties around the world.'
DORLING: 'What's in it for you?'
CABLE: 'Nothing, I just...'
DORLING: 'It's never just nothing. We'll be fine; the last thing I need to add to my situation is debt.'
Dorling and April walk away, but April turns back to look at Cable as he in turn shrugs his shoulders at Denise.
HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD BAY-BAY!
The crowd in Moscow begins to rumble. They’re prepared for the next segment with open eyes and ears.
“Heaven” by Los Lonely Boyz plays loud and proud on the PA.
As the song continues to play, Hawaiian Hardhead steps onto the stage…wearing a three-piece suit!
Diamond: Is that a suit?
Baxter: I have only seen this man in a suit when he was the XWF Owner!
Diamond: This is definitely out of place…
MASTERS: On his way to the ring…The Insane Delgado…Hawaiian…HARDhead!
The crowd responds with a loud cheer as HHH starts to walk down the ramp. His hands are in his pocket and he’s looking out at the crowd with a frown. He adjusts his shades, pushing them up on his face.
Baxter: For a man that beat James Raven two weeks ago you’d think he’d be a bit more pleased.
Diamond: Well, I hate to assume the worst here, but…
As HHH passes by the crowd, a he high-fives only a few. Otherwise, his hands remain in his pockets. Once he reaches ringside, HHH takes his shades off, putting them on the top of his head. He looks around the ring, a smile crossing his face. A few tears drop down his cheek as he steps on to the apron. He gets into the ring, wiping the tears away.
Diamond: Ah man…if I’m reading the room right…
The crowd’s mood significantly drops once they see his face. HHH looks to the crowd, placing his hands at his side before bowing to them. This gets a moderate reaction.
Once he is done, HHH stands up. He waves his hand towards the timekeeper at ringside. A mic is then thrown into the ring. HHH has to maneuver over to the catch it, but when he does, he looks towards the crowd.
Hardhead: Heyo! Moscow! How’s it goin tonight?
Cheap pop ahoy with some more half-hearted cheers.
Hardhead: Now…I know that I’ve only ever worn a suit when I was the owner of the XWF…and I understand if you are all a little bit disappointed with my lack of match here…but before I say what I need to say…I just wanna thank every fan who has supported me since I’ve come back. Thank you very much.
The crowd gives him an applause, with the majority of them standing on their feet. This causes HHH to nod, covering his face as more tears try and fall.
Hardhead: God, you’re gonna make me cry, but without any of you…or any of you watching at home…none of this…none of me…would be here today.
HHH takes a few more moments, composing himself by wiping his eye of the tears.
Hardhead: Alright, I’m calm. So let’s dial it back a bit…to February. Three months ago…I made my return to this ring and announced to the world that the Insane Delgado would be coming back with one goal in mind. That goal was simple…face James Raven, defeat James Raven, and certify my name…as a legend. Near as I can tell…all the hard work…all the conditioning…all the strength I’ve built up, all the cardio I’ve done, all the workouts I’ve been through hell and back to get stronger and better…it all paid off, because I beat him in this ring…1….2…3!
The crowd reacts strongly, cheering him solidly despite the undertones still present.
Hardhead: I beat the legend on his own legends tour. But the kicker is….I don’t know if I’ve earned that legend title. Because I can’t ever know. The only ones who would know if I’m deserving…is all…of you…people.
He turns around, pointing to them. They react strongly once more. HHH nods, facing back towards the hard camera.
As he tries to speak again, the crowd cuts him off.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
Hardhead wipes some more tears that threaten to show up.
Hardhead: And that’s what I love about you guys. Because near as I can tell…I don’t need the respect from the boys and girls in the back. I don’t need the support from the guys in the office. Hell, I don’t even need to be the best damn wrestler in the business, because as long as I’m making all of you happy by doing what I love doing…than that’s as legendary…as I need to be. So yeah…I’ve done what I’ve wanted to do. I’ve come back, I’ve beaten James Raven, and along the way, I’ve shown everybody watching that Hawaiian Hardhead…man this old cat’s got somethin left in the tank. But nobody how much I have left…and as much shit as I get for being a dumb-ass…I’m smart enough to know…when it’s time to go.
HHH lowers the mic, getting a negative reaction from the crowd.
Hardhead: I know…I get it…but I’ve got two kids in college…a wife I need to see more…and a hell of a career to look back on. So as I leave this ring for the last time…I want to leave everybody with one last piece. So before I hit the road and leave this big show…before I call it quits and let the big bang blow…for I head out and let myself go…well…if you didn’t know my now, then…heh…I guess now…you know.
HHH sets his mic on the canvas before raising his hand up. “Heaven” plays once more as HHH exits the ring, heading up the ramp.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
HHH high-fives people along the way, occasionally waving back to the arena. Once he reaches the stage, he turns around. He holds his arms close…and bows.
Once he is done, he stands up and turns around.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
The cheers cause him to pause. He looks down at the stage, his hands on his waist. HHH turns to the crowd, who continue to give him a standing ovation.
Eventually, he shakes his head, beginning a trek back towards the ring.
Diamond: Or maybe…perhaps…they don’t know enough!
HHH reaches the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. He reaches his feet, grabbing a mic, speaking louder over the high octaves of the cheers.
Hardhead: Nah, my ass is too damn stubborn to go out like that!
HHH undoes his tie, throwing it to his side. He takes off his dress shoes, kicking them out of the ring. A pair of flip flops fall out of the shoes, landing on the cavas.
Hardhead: If my career’s endin…I’m doin it…on my terms.
HHH reaches down, taking off his socks and throwing them away. Next, he takes off his suit jacket.
Baxter: What is he a stripper now?
Hardhead: I’ve never been a fan of three-piece suits…so allow me to get into something…a little more comfortable.
He sets the mic down, setting his suit jacket to the side. He then unbuttons his shirt, revealing a buttoned up Hawaiian shirt underneath. The shirt is set down on the jacket. Next, he unbuckles his belt, damn near ripping it out of the loops of his pants.
Baxter: Not the pants! Please, keep the pants on!
The belt is thrown to the wayside, followed by HHH taking off the pants, revealing a pair of swim trunks underneath. The dress pants are tossed away. HHH places his feet inside the flip-flops before looking up at the hard camera.
Hardhead: Call it a blast for the past, call it a throwback, call it the 40 year old dad special, but whatever you call it, I’m in the best shape of my life! My kids, my wife, they’ll understand, but if I’m goin out…I’m goin out…on my terms!
Diamond: He’s unretired!
Baxter: Again…
Hardhead: And hell, I’ve always been stupid enough to reach for places I’ll never get, but since I’m here to stay, I’m goin…straight for the top! I’m goin…for that World Heavyweight Championship. So Tristan, Alyce, MDK, Frost, whoever the hell I have to go through to get that gold, you better watch yourself…because the Insane Delgado…ain’t fuckin…with no one. So before I leave you all to enjoy the rest of the show…if you didn’t know by now…
HHH raises the mic up, having the crowd finish for him.
I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO KNOW
HHH throws the mic away, a smile beaming across his face as he exits the ring. He makes his way to the back as our commentators close it out.
Diamond: Hawaiian Hardhead came out here to retire, but a last minute decision—
Baxter:—and a no doubt stupid one—
Diamond:—caused him to change his mind! Hawaiian Hardhead…is here to stay!
The scene fades away.
CHRIS DORLING and CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY © versus THE JACKDAW and BROTHER MAYLOCK
Christian Connolly and Dorling wait in the ring as their opponents have failed to materialize.
There is some heavy discussion with the referee when Lunacy's voice can be heard.
LUNACY: Ahem!
Dorling and Connolly look around.
LUNACY: Up here boys.
Their eyes go to the Global-Tron where Lunacy, Jackdaw and Maylock stand assembled.
LUNACY: My apologies, gents, but, Anarchy is busy this evening.
A gentleman crawls from beneath a table, he is bloody, his eyes unfocused.
BLEEDING MAN: Call the poleeece!
Maylock begins to kick him while Jackdaw pushes him back under the table.
LUNACY: If you WGWF faithful though will look at your tickets, you will see the WGWF provides for 'reasonable substitution'. So, without further ado...
The Globaltron fades to black as music kicks on in the arena.
Two men emerge onto the entrance ramp. One is a white guy with a largish stomach, red and white striped pants and a blue shirt with white stars. The other is tall black man wearing a pink luchadore mask with a black line on the top which gives his head a phallic look. He wears a pink t-shirt with the word 'Johnson'. He also wears black sweat pants. The two men dance their way towards the ring.
DIAMOND: Dear God, it's 'Patriot' Patrick Henry and the Masked Johnson! They've been stinking up indy wrestling rings for almost two decades!
BAXTER: Be nice, they are contemporaries of Terry Borden and Patrick is a veteran! Show some respect!
DIAMOND: I respect the fact that we were going to have a competition and instead, somehow Anarchy managed to send in the Goof Troop in their stead!
In the ring, C2 is laughing so hard, he has to use the ring ropes to hold himself up.
DIAMOND: Let's just get this over with.
BAXTER: I can't wait, let's see what these crafty veterans can do against these youngsters!
DING…. DING… DING….
Connolly and Johnson start off in the ring and lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Connolly backs Johnson into the corner and holds him in place as the referee makes a five count. C2 backs off and nods at the referee before heading back over to Johnson only to be met with a thumb to the eye from the enforcer. Connolly staggers away and Johnson stalks his foe and clubs him over the back of the head as the Suntan Superman stumbles away. Johnson grabs the head of the IC Champion and hits a headlock takedown before dragging him back to his feet and over to the corner where he tags in the Henry, who pounces on Connolly with a flurry of kicks into the IC champ who slumps into the corner as Henry backs to the middle of the ring, takes a deep breath and then charges across the ring and hits a running dropkick into the chest of the champion. He tags Johnson back in and the enforcer drags Connolly up to his feet and hits a European uppercut that sends the Suntan Superman backwards in the centre of the ring. Johnson charges at C2 and into a powerslam! C2 rolls backwards and makes the tag to Dorling. The crowd pops and as Johnson gets to one knee, Dorling almost removes his head with a running knee!
Johnson slumps to the mat and Dorling points at his flattened opponent and then to himself as he looks over at Connolly to send a message out to Connolly. He drags Johnson up and delivers a couple of quick kicks to the mid-section of Johnson before backing into the ropes and hitting a shoulder block that flattens him again. Dorling keeps running through to the opposite ropes and as he hits them, Henry raises his knee and connects with the small of the IC Challenger’s back who winces and drops to his knees in agony. Johnson groggily crawls over to his corner and C2 tries to climb in to the ring to protest the cheap shot from Henry but the referee stops him and as he does, Henry drags his parter closer to the corner and he reaches up and makes the tag as Henry returns to the apron and the crowd boos vehemently.
Dorling goes to get to his feet but Henry is behind him and hits a sweeping kick across the back of his knees sending him sprawling to the mat. Henry backs into the ropes, performs and somersault leg-drop across the neck of the Las Vegas resident before climbing to his feet and tagging Johnson back in. Johnson drags Dorling up by his arm and twists it grotesquely before spreading it across the mat. Johnson climbs to the middle turnbuckle and looks down at his prone foe and hits a double foot stomp from the middle turnbuckle onto the shoulder socket of Dorling who howls in agony.
Johnson works the arm further as he drags Dorling up and jolts it into its own socket before tagging Henry back in who calls for Johnson to whip Dorling towards him. Instead of releasing though, Johnson holds onto the arm to almost pull his arm out of its socket and Henry hits a standing dropkick that flattens Dorling.
Johnson and Henry continue to cut the ring off as Johnson drags Dorling up again, twists the arm in a standing position before looking at the ropes. He tags Henry in as he charges at the ropes and uses the middle rope to spring up and over the top rope and hotshots the arm of Dorling over the top rope. He stumbles backwards in pain and then rests on the top rope. Henry takes this as an opening and hits a running boot at the side of the Norwich native’s head who crashes to the mat. Henry leaps over the top rope from the apron and hits a leaping leg-drop across the neck of Dorling and hooks the leg!
1!
2!
But Dorling is able to power out at 2 and wearily looks over at his corner where Connolly is encouraging him to make the tag. The enforcer drags Dorling to his feet and goes to hit a side Russian leg-sweep but Dorling locks out his leg to block it. Henry looks stunned as Dorling uses the momentum of the second attempt at the move to turn it into a standing lariat that levels Henry!
The crowd are really behind Dorling as he slowly crawls towards Connolly with his partner and the fans urging him forwards. He is millimetres away from rescue when Henry is able to catch up with his escaping adversary and drops an elbow drop across the back of Dorling’s head! Connolly slaps the turnbuckle in frustration as Henry drags his adversary up again and spins him to face him. He hauls the Brit into the air for a brainbuster but Dorling is able to slip behind Henry. He charges at his partner to make the tag but Henry hauls him up for a spine-buster harshly into the mat which drives the air from Dorling’s lungs. Henry tags Jackdaw back in and the pair whip Dorling into the ropes who ducks the duel clothesline, charges into the opposite ropes and hits a double running DDT to both men!
The crowd stamp their feet in support of Dorling as he crawls towards the outstretched hand of Connolly as both Henry and Johnson are stirring. Henry gets to his feet as Dorling lunges across to his partner and makes a diving tag and the crowd go wild! C2 charges in and hits a leaping spinning lariat on Henry as he heads towards Connolly. Johnson is back on his feet and gets dropped with the same move! Henry is back to his feet and Connolly drops him with a standing dropkick! Johnson is back up and Connolly leaps for another standing dropkick! Henry goes to hit a running knee at the Suntan Superman but gets met with an inverted atomic drop. Henry staggers backwards and into a German Suplex courtesy of Dorling. The pair nod at each other in mutual respect as Johnson clubs C2 over the back and bundles him into the corner and puts the boots him. He whips Connolly across the ring but C2 reverses it but keeps a hold of the arm of Johnson, pulls him in close and hits Good Times, Painful Memories knees to the head before wrapping up the arms of Johnson... And drops him with The Crowning Glory!
Connolly rolls backwards and roars in celebration and then looks stunned as Dorling slaps him on the back for a blind tag. In one fluid motion, Dorling is up onto the top rope and hits a TrapDOR onto the already dazed adversary. He hooks the leg!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!
Connolly looks a little annoyed as Dorling celebrates the victory and smiles at Connolly.
Dorling is on the outside of the ring when a man all in red, with a red full face mask, a red hood and a red cloak leaps out of the crowd. He grabs Dorling from behind and slams him back first to the apron. Dorling rolls onto the floor and the assailant leaps onto his chest.
DIAMOND: Who is that?!?
BAXTER: Isn't that obvious; That's the Royal Assassin and he just got himself a piece of Dorling!
The Royal Assassin waves at Connolly and hops back into the crowd as securities and paramedics come check on the fallen Dorling!
PAGE INVESTIGATES BARKER'S SUICIDE - PART 2
We cut to the working office of Flash Rotten, who we see sat at his desk fumbling through some paperwork before handing it to his assistant; a petite, young female that Flash grins at as he passes it to her.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Can you put this in an envelope and forward it on to Matt Hopkins? He can then share it with the rest of the Board.”
The assistant curtsies in her little black skirt and huddles the paperwork close to her chest. Suddenly, the door to the office bursts open. Chris Page enters with a stern expression on his face.
CHRIS PAGE- “I want a word with you.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Please, by all means, won’t you come in?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You know why I’m here. Adam Barker is in a critical condition in hospital right now and I want to know why! You’re the man running the show. You should know the ins and outs of what went down that night.”
Flash looks towards his assistant.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Would you excuse us a moment, my dear?”
The assistant nods without a word and skips away. Flash attempts to refrain from watching her leave. He fails; until the door closes behind her.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Don’t ever walk in here without knocking. Do you understand?”
CHRIS PAGE- “Don’t try and play all high and mighty with me, Flash. I want answers and I want them now. What do you know about what happened to Adam?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “That is on a need to know basis. And frankly, you don’t need to know.”
CHRIS PAGE- “I’m really not in the mood for this, Flash. My best friend is in hospital after an incident at the place of YOUR employ. I will fucking sue you for every penny you’ve got!
Flash simply chuckles dismissively.
CHRIS PAGE- “What’s so funny!?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “You obviously haven’t thought about exactly what happened at all, have you?”
CHRIS PAGE- “What do you mean?”
Flash Rotten stands up from his desk at last. He walks towards the door and rolls a blind down across the translucent window.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Did you see the state that Adam was in the other week? He was barely even capable of standing up, never mind somehow acquiring a length of hose and scotch tape, taping said hose to the exhaust, thread it through the window, sealing said window and then waiting for his demise. The driver let him in through the passenger door and the driver was later found bound and gagged under one of the production trucks. It all sounds a little bit too much to be a mere coincidence, don’t you think?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You’re saying that Adam Barker didn’t try killing himself… but someone else tried to?”
Flash gives a dismissive shrug of his shoulders, before spinning on his heels and walking back to his desk.
FLASH ROTTEN- “You know what they say about assuming, Chris.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Who would want Adam Barker killed?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Don’t look at me like that! I have already acquired the rights to control Monday Night Brawl from Adam. Even I’m not so harsh as to rub salt in the wounds in that way. Besides, Adam Barker has pissed a lot of people off in recent memory. I’m sure there is more than one suspect who might have a viable motive.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Looks like I’m going to have to get my detective hat…”
FLASH ROTTEN- “First of all, I hope you mean that metaphorically. Second of all, don’t you remember the note?”
Chris Page looks uncertainly towards Flash, but his expression suddenly widens out of surprise. It would seem that he had not taken this into consideration up to now.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The was signed simply by ‘Mother.’ Of course, whether
CHRIS PAGE- “I have her number. I will call her right now.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “No need. I have already spoken to her. She is just as traumatised as the rest of us. She had no idea that Adam had tried to take his own life before I called. She may be putting on a façade, of course, but her voice was so genuine that I can’t help but believe her.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Why would you do that? After all he’s done to you?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Please. I might think Adam is an asshole, but he’s still a human being and a WGWF alumni. I have a duty of care towards all employees, especially someone who has poured so much heart and soul into this business as Adam. I can at least begrudgingly respect him for that.
Chris has fallen silent. He doesn’t know whether to hug him or punch him in the face. He begins to pace around the room, trying to find the answers to a torrent of questions now filling his head.
CHRIS PAGE- “You’ve got to tell me if there’s anything else you know. I’m beggin’ you, Flash!”
Flash strokes his chin with his thumb and forefinger.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The one thing you need to question here is ‘motive.’ If someone really DID try to get Adam Barker to kill himself, you need to ask yourself WHY they would do that. Like I said, Adam pissed off A LOT of people off and someone might have thought that enough was enough.
Chris does not respond. He continues to think to himself. Flash finally sits back down at his desk.
FLASH ROTTEN- “If you don’t mind, Chris, I’ve got a show to run. I can assure you that we will not rest until whoever did this gets the punishment that they deserve.
Chris glares at Flash, dismayed by the sudden dismissal of this matter. He simply frowns as he motions towards the door.
CHRIS PAGE- “You’d better not be screwing with me, Flash.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Do you think I’m so callous as to play games when a man is on the brink of death? Please, Chris. Show me a little more respect than that.
Chris simply scowls to himself before vacating the office and slamming the door closed behind him.
THE EXTINCTION versus KYLE SHANE and PAUL FROST ©
The opening notes of "The Catalyst" by Linkin Park queue up on the speakers as on the screen, a video game drop down menu opens and the cursor hovers over the options, "LOAD GAME, SAVE GAME" before coming to the first option, "START GAME" and highlighting it. Kyle Shane steps slowly out onto the stage. The Assassins hood to his longcoat is pulled low over his face. The distinctive duo of Chester Bennington and Mike Shinoda rises in tempo as it begins the call-and response: "God bless us everyone, we're a broken people living under loaded gun. And it can't be outfought, it can't be outdone, it can't be outmatched, it can't be outrun. No! And when I close my eyes tonight, to symphonies of blinding light!" 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 Catalyst, 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.
The lights go out in the arena and quickly come back on and The Extinction are both in the ring and Frost is on the outside of the ring, his tag team belt thrown over his shoulder as he slowly walks up the steel steps and into the corner. Both Dusk and Ridge start to slowly circle Kyle Shane as the crowd is booing like crazy. Frost nods and both Ridge and Dusk attack Shane. They tackle him to the mat to thunderous boos as Dusk holds Shane’s feet and Ridge mounts him to throw down multiple punches at Shane. Ridge gets up as Frost has slowly stepped into the ring. He places his tag team title on the top turnbuckle and charges out of the corner as Shane is trying to get to his feet. Frost clobbers Shane with a clothesline that puts him back down to the mat.
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!!!!
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!!
Breaks out amongst the fans in attendance. Shane rolls out of the ring to get out of dodge, but Dusk rolls out and bounces Shane’s head off of the steel ring post and tosses him back into the ring at the feet of Frost. Dusk slides in a steel chair to Ridge. Ridge picks up the chair as Frost is smirking as he is slowly pulling his tag team partner to his feet. Frost irish whips Shane in the direction of Ridge. Ridge swings, MISS! Shane ducks underneath it, bounces off the ropes and hits Ridge with a flying forearm and the crowd goes wild! Frost quickly tries to get a hold of Shane but Shane slips underneath and starts firing off right hands. He gets Frost backed up into the ropes and clotheslines him over the rope to the pleasure of the crowd! Shane turns…. WHAM! Dusk has gotten back into the ring and gotten hold of the steel chair and now has bent it over the head of Shane!!! Frost is enraged! He orders Ridge and Dusk to pick up Shane. They do as they are told. Frost goes to the corner and grabs his tag team title. He rubs it in the face of Shane as massive boos continue to reign down on G.O.D. Frost takes a step back and winds up the title, and smacks Shane in the face. Shane crumbles to the mat. Frost spits on the title and throws it down on Shane as the three of them start to slowly circle Shane as he’s trying to get to his feet.
"Bleed it Out" by Linkin Park BLASTS OVER THE PA AND THAT ONLY MEANS ONE THING!!!!!!!
JAMES RAVEN!!!!
James Raven blasts out from behind the curtain as The Extinction and Paul Frost are on high alert. Raven bolts down the ramp and slides into the ring. Dusk has armed himself with the bent chair from before, he swings wildly at a charging Raven who ducks underneath the swing, only to plow Frost over the top rope with a humongous clothesline that has him topple to the floor and roll into the announce table. Raven uses the momentum to bounce off the ropes and hit Ridge with a flying shoulder block that sends him down to the mat. Dusk swings the chair again….
MISS!!!
Shane is on his feet. He catches the chair on the follow through, kicks Dusk in the stomach and belts him over the back with it not once, not twice but THRICE!!!! Shane’s eyes are wild as he looks outside the ring to see Frost recovering from the thunderous clothesline from Raven. Shane slides out of the ring and gives chase to Frost who jumps the guard rail and leaves through the crowd of people. Shane slides back into the ring. Ridge is just getting to his feet.
WHAM!
Steel chair to the face of Ridge who falls flat on his back! The camera pans out to find Paul Frost at the top of the first bowl of fans, looking back at the ring. Shane gets up onto the second turnbuckle yelling for him to come back. Frost shakes his head and vanishes to the chants of
YOU’RE A PUSSY!!!
CLAP CLAP CLAP!!!
YOU’RE A PUSSY!!
CLAP CLAP CLAP!!!
Shane jumps off the turnbuckle and throws the chair down to the ground. Raven has pulled Dusk up to his feet and tosses him in the direction of Kyle Shane…
Pieces of Eden
Kyle Shane springs back up to his feet and he sees Ridge slowly crawling up the ramp way. Shane slides out of the ring and grabs Ridge by the boot and starts to drag him back towards the ring to the roar of the crowd. Kyle Shane picks him up and tosses him into the ring… Raven is waiting patiently, checking his imaginary watch as Ridge rolls right to the feet of Raven. Ridge starts using the pant leg of Raven to get to his feet. Raven starts to help him up as Kyle Shane rolls back into the ring himself. Raven helps Ridge up and points behind him… Ridge slowly turns around…
PIECES OF EDEN!!!!
The crowd explodes as Kyle nails him with the Pieces of Eden. Dusk tries to jump Shane but…. FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN…. Stops him in his tracks. Both Raven and Kyle pick up a member of The Extinction and toss them out of the ring like pieces of trash much to the delight of the crowd. The Extinction collect themselves and slowly stumble their way up the ramp….
SOME INTERESTING WORDS BETWEEN CHAMPIONS:
There’s a massively mixed reception as THE Tristan Slater is spotted walking towards a camera positioned at the end of a hallway backstage. He’s in his gear and has the World Title slung over his right shoulder as he comes to a stop outside of a locker room door. THE Tristan Slater knocks on the door and waits several seconds before the door is opened yet we can’t see who Tristan is speaking too.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “Probably the last person you would expect, eh?”
We don’t hear any response before THE Tristan Slater carries on.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “You and I got a lot more in common than we might think.”
Finally it’s the WGWF Intercontinental Champion Christian Connolly who steps out into the hallway with his arms crossed across his chest as he merely looks at Slater who continues.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “We’ve both carried this federation since it re-opened its doors for the last two years, we’re both holding the top prizes in the company and we both continue to be overlooked and disrespected by our peers.”
Christian maintains his silence as clearly he’s pondering what THE Tristan Slater is saying.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “Individually we’re as great as they come; but think about what we could do collectively. Listen, it’s no sweat off me if you cool with being an island all to yourself because I can easily continue to do just the same… but it wouldn’t be a bad idea if we each had eyes in the back of our heads either.”
THE TRISTAN SLATER extends his hand out to Christian Connolly waiting to see if he gets a response.
Connolly looks down at Tristan's hand, then back up at Slater.
Connolly: Sooo... you expect me to trust you, after everything we've been through? After everything I've seen you pull on Cable?
Connolly chuckles.
Connolly: I will admit though, you do make some valid points. So how about this... I got alot going on, dealing with Dorling and all, so I'll think about it.
And with that Connolly turns and steps back into his locker room.
FLASH ROTTEN ADDRESSES TAG TITLES:
We cut to the BRAWL Interview area where Denise Essex is standing by with Flash Rotten which garners a pop from the crowd as Denise takes it away.
DENISE ESSEX- “My guest at this time… Flash Rotten.”
The pop gets louder as Flash has a smirk on his face.
DENISE ESSEX- “I understand that you have an announcement to make regarding the WGWF Tag Team Champions Kyle Shane and Paul Frost?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “I think it’s safe to say that Kyle Shane and Paul Frost simply aren’t going to get along when you consider they’re like oil and water; they simply don’t mix, and after what I saw two weeks ago I am going to nip this now before it gets way out of hand or out of control.”
Flash casually states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Here’s what we’re going to do; since technically both Paul and Kyle snatched a tag title at Wrestle Wars in that Ladder Match they both have equal stake in claiming to be champions; and since they clearly despise each other here’s what we’re going to do…. Two weeks from tonight we’re going to have ourselves a THREE ON TWO HANDICAP match in The Extinction and Paul Frost will meet Kyle Shane and James Raven in Beijing and the winners leaving as undisputed WGWF World Tag Team Champions!”
There’s a loud pop from the crowd.
Diamond: Brawl in two weeks just keeps getting bigger and bigger!!
FLASH ROTTEN- “And that is FINAL!”
Flash walks off screen to a pop from the crowd as the scene fades back to ringside.
STRANGE BEDFELLOWS TAG TEAM MAIN EVENT:
THE TRISTAN SLATER © and ALYCE STARCHYLDE versus M.D.K. and JOHN CABLE
DING… DING… DING…
MDK causally steps out to the ring apron leaving Cable in the ring while across the ring Slater is shown “shooing” Alyce with his left hand sending her out to the ring apron unknowing of what is waiting behind him and as soon as Slater turns around Cable explodes towards him taking him down with a double leg take down!! The crowd roars as Cable takes a mount position on Slater before hammering down with right hands!!
Diamond: The Beast has been unleashed on Slater!
Baxter: That’s who he wants!!
Cable continues to pound down with right hands as Alyce and MDK cheer the chaos on from the apron as the crowd roars loudly! Cable gets up off Slater blowing past the referee as he starts stomping down upon Slater’s sternum!! John reaches down picking Slater up off the mat taking him back into the ropes where he fires Tristan across the ring and as Slater bounces off the ropes he latches on to the top rope before sling shooting himself out to the floor under the bottom rope drawing boos from the crowd as the World Champion takes a powder.
Diamond: The smartest thing THE Tristan Slater could have done.
Tristan jars with ringside fans but Cable quickly steps over the top rope to the ring apron before dropping down to the floor spinning the World Champion around blasting him with a hard right hand dropping Slater where he stands! Cable picks Tristan up off the floor where he scoops him up over his right shoulder! The crowd roars as Cable charges towards a ring post, Slater slides down the back of Cable shoving him towards the ring post when suddenly Cable puts on the breaks where he turns around only to see Slater has slide back into the ring and has gotten to his feet where he crotch chops John!
Baxter: I don’t know if I would have done that!
John slides into the ring where Tristan immediately pounces as he stomps down upon the back of John’s head several times before Slater reaches down picking Cable up, he drives him into a neutral corner where he delivers a knife edge chop across the chest followed by slapping Cable across the face!! The crowd gasps as Slater backs out towards the center of the ring seemingly daring John bring his shit. John is seething as he gazes towards Slater and starts to walk out towards the middle of the ring when Slater takes several steps back before quickly turning to tag Alyce into the contests which see’s Alyce drop down to the floor!
Diamond: Uh oh… Um… Tristan, you might want to turn around…
Tristan smirks as he shakes his head before turning around where a Beast awaits and with a shrug of the shoulders by the World Champion the right hands begin to flow as they Slater and Cable trade blows in the middle of the ring to a huge pop from the crowd as Cable gains the upper hand before being cut off by a thumb to the eye by Slater! Tristan lands a stiff European Uppercut rocking the Beast back into the ropes where Slater comes forward taking John and sending him across the ring with an Irish Whip, and as Cable bounces off the near side MDK makes a blind tag to Cable’s back which the referee signals while Cable is snapped over to the mat with a Japanese Arm Drag. MDK steps through the ropes and as THE Tristan Slater spins around their eyes lock.
Baxter: For the first time since the West Coast Rumble MDK and Slater are in the ring at the same time by themselves!
Diamond: You talk about a rivalry that has carried the WGWF throughout 2017 and into 2018 it’s MDK/Slater.
Alyce Starchylde is on the ring apron near Slater and with a head nod from MDK we see Alyce climb up on the middle rope where she leans over the top rope into the ring slapping Slater across the back with the referee signaling a tag!!! John has rolled out to the floor where he makes his way around the ring and climbing back up on the ring apron while Alyce steps through the ropes. Tristan shifts his attention back towards MDK who “shoos” Slater! Tristan gives MDK the middle finger before turning around and looking down at Alyce. Alyce points to the corner while screaming at Slater to “GET OUT!” in reference to the ring.
Baxter: Are the King and Queen going to do battle?!!?!?!
MDK and Alyce listen as the crowd eats this up. They slowly start to circle each other in the ring as if sizing each other up. They look to tie up which sees MDK take a back waist lock on Starchylde. Suddenly Alyce starts grinding her “assets” back into the crotch of MDK!
Diamond: I don’t even know how to call this…
John is shown now down on the floor signing a few autographs at ringside while back in the ring Alyce brings MDK over to the mat with a hip toss take over and continues a side mount to which is reversed by MDK! MDK has a side mount on Starchylde who counters with a head scissors to MDK! MDK positions himself on both knee’s while Starchylde rests on her elbows and what can only be described as the King “eating” his Queen commences!
Baxter: Can we even show this??
Alyce takes it a step further as she begins moaning, loudly.
Diamond: I’m at a complete loss for words here.
MDK pulls his head out of the head scissors looking down at his Queen while whipping under his bottom lip with his left wrist. MDK lunges down on top of Alyce which puts her shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE….
Alyce rolls over reversing the positioning where she now straddles MDK before standing up off him getting back to her feet where she takes several steps backwards and is close enough for THE Tristan Slater to make the blind tag causing Alyce to quickly spin around as the World Heavyweight Champion steps through the ropes and into the ring.
Diamond: If looks could kill THE Tristan Slater would be dead.
The referee instructs Alyce to get out of the ring which she does as we see MDK reach his feet where all the smiles have disappeared as he stares across the ring at THE Tristan Slater.
Baxter: This is what we all want to see!
Slater is all business as he walks out towards the center of the ring calling for MDK to “Bring It.”. John looks towards the ring to see Slater is back in the contest. He climbs up on the ring apron calling for the tag while extending his arm out towards the ring. MDK looks at Slater and is heard saying…
MDK- “You want a piece of me?”
MDK takes a step towards the center of the ring where he looks like he’s going to lock up with Slater before quickly flipping Slater off and turning towards his corner where he slaps the hand of Cable!
Baxter: You have to love the mind games on display by our King; he knows Slater has been clamoring to get him in the ring and just when you think it’s going to finally happen MDK changes the entire situation.
Cable steps over the top rope and back into the ring as THE Tristan Slater simply rolls his eyes.
Diamond: As we can clearly see THE Tristan Slater has absolutely no respect for John Cable.
Baxter: Why should he? What’s Cable done to deserve anything that’s come his way? He sneaks into a World Title match based of a match that MDK got involved in, he lost at Wrestle Wars and he’ll probably lose tonight.
Slater shakes his head before turning towards his corner to tag Alyce back in only to see Alyce drop down to the floor and start to tie her wrestling boot. Cable comes up from behind spinning Slater around and unloading with right hands backing the Champion up against the ropes, Cable flings Slater across the ring with an Irish Whip sending the Champion bouncing off the near side and into a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam that pops the crowd! John quickly makes a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE….. TWO…. THR…
Slater escapes the near fall with a kick out before rolling out to the floor under the bottom ropes to create some space only to see Cable slide out to the floor after him. Tristan turns around where he’s mowed over by a Cable clothesline and it’s John who yanks Slater up off the floor and rolls him back into the ring. John steps up on the ring apron before stepping back over the top rope where he measures Slater who is getting to his feet, Cable explodes towards Slater looking for a running boot to the face, Slater ducks out of the way and as Cable spins around he’s met with a stiff Superkick to the gut doubling Cable over for Slater to deliver a jumping double knee to the face of the Beast which sends John backwards into a neutral corner for Slater to follow up by running forward delivering a running knee to the jaw followed by a running bulldog headlock combination driving Cable face first into the canvass!
Diamond: Some vintage Slater offense taking down the Beast and now it looks like finally Slater has gotten the upper hand on John Cable.
Slater gets back to a vertical base bowing with crowd which garners loud boos. Slater turns his attention back towards Cable where he lays in several stiff boots to the head before taking his attention to the right knee of Cable’s which is still in a brace. The crowd boos louder as Slater starts stomping hard on the knee and brace before picking John up off the mat where he takes him back into the ropes and looks to shoot him across the ring, Cable reverses and it’s Slater that bounces off the ropes ducking under a Cable clothesline before quickly putting on the breaks and catching John with a nasty chop block to the back of the right knee!! The crowd boos intently at Slater as he reaches his feet and turns towards his corner where he looks to extend his hand out to Starchylde who once again refuses the tag before yelling out at Slater.
ALYCE STARCHYLDE- “You got this!!”
Baxter: Starchylde once again refuses the tag.
There’s a smirk from Slater has he starts to shake his head before turning back around looking down at his fallen opponent. John has now rolled over to his stomach and is starting to push himself up off the mat as we see Slater bounce off the ropes and deliver a low dropkick to the temple of Cable knocking him back down to the mat. Slater scurries into a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR..
Cable kicks out to a huge ovation from the crowd. Slater is the first to his feet where he picks up John before driving him back into a neutral corner. Slater laces Cable across the chest with several knife edge chops before shooting Cable clear across the ring and into the opposite set of buckles. Slater charges in after Cable only to eat a reverse elbow that staggers the Champion back out towards the middle of the ring! Cable comes out of the corner as we see Slater swing wildly with a right hand that Cable ducks and counters with a Full Nelson Slam driving Tristan down hard into the canvass before falling back into the ropes where MDK makes a blind tag to back of Cable to massive boos from the crowd.
Diamond: Oh now MDK wants a piece of THE Tristan Slater!
MDK steps through the ropes as the referee steps in between Cable and the action motioning for him to exit the ring. MDK quickly takes a mount position on Slater and starts unloading with right hands to the head and face of the World Heavyweight Champion to louder and louder boos from the crowd.
Baxter: Slater wants a piece of MDK so badly yet can’t even defend himself from the onslaught of the King!! Beat that peasant!!
MDK continues to reign down upon Slater with fists of rage before he gets up off Tristan picking him up off the mat before hurling him over head with a Release Over Head Belly to Belly Suplex!! MDK floats over into a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR
Slater kicks out to a neutral reaction from the crowd as MDK spouts at the referee to execute a faster count as he reaches a vertical base MDK reaches down snatching Slater up off the mat where he takes him back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Slater bounces off the far side as we see MDK drop his head only to be met by a swinging neckbreaker by Slater!
Diamond: Can Slater finally get his some of MDK!!
THE Tristan Slater starts to push himself to his knee’s before standing to a vertical base where he looks down at MDK! Slater looks like a kid in a candy store as he charges towards the ropes looking to Spring Board off the middle ropes only to be tagged by Starchylde!!
Diamond: For the love of god!
Slater is forced out to the ring apron by the referee as he attempts to come at Alyce who simply backs out of the way while now shooing Slater! MDK has a smirk on his face as he reaches one knee before stepping up to a vertical base. He points over at Slater and then turns it into a wave at Slater before finally flipping Slater the middle finger.
Baxter: You have to love this mind game by our King and Queen as to not cater to what Tristan wants. It’s hysterical.
Alyce and MDK now square off as they start to circle each other while in the ring. We notice that John Cable hops down to the floor once again where he flags down a popcorn vendor and procures a tub of popcorn. He tosses several pieces in his mouth before walking around a portion of the ring offering popcorn to the ringside fans while in the ring Alyce strikes MDK with…
Baxter: FINGER POKE OF DOOM! THE FINGER POKE OF DOOM!!
MDK drops to his back like he’s been knocked out by a sledge hammer as Alyce drops down on top of him making a cover.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE…
The referee is yanked out under the bottom rope to the floor by THE Tristan Slater who breaks the count!
Diamond: Slater broke the count for his own partner!
Alyce and MDK are both livid as they reach their feet looking down at Slater and the referee on the floor.
Baxter: That was just stupid! Slater could have just left with a “w” in the column!
Slater flips both MDK and Starchylde off as we see the referee slide back into the ring while John has now gotten back to his corner and we see Tristan climb back up on the ring apron of his corner. In the ring we see both MDK and Alyce share an unspoken moment and with a head nod from each they turn towards their corners and physically tag their partners back into the match! Both Cable and Slater step back into the ring as MDK and Alyce step out to the ring apron before dropping down to the floor!
Diamond: Just where the hell do they think they’re going?
Both Alyce and MDK, hand in hand, start to walk back up the ring apron effectively leaving both their partners hanging high and dry!
Cable charges towards Slater which see’s Slater side steps Cable sending John crashing sternum first into the turnbuckles for Slater to roll up with a School Boy.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE...
Cable kicks out of the near fall as Slater is back to his feet where he catches John with an Oklahoma Roll stacking the shoulders of the Beast down to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE…
Cable again escapes the near fall.
Diamond: With MDK and Alyce walking out on this contest it’s leaving us with a preview of what will be in store next week when the title is on the line!
Baxter: Let me point out that both Alyce and MDK did not violate any of Flash Rotten’s rules. They competed while involved in the match and considering that neither were legally involved they did nothing wrong.
Slater is the first to his feet where he catches John with a boot to the midsection which doubles him over for Slater to look to deliver THE Flip Piledriver! The crowd responds with a pop for Cable who counters the attempt with a back body drop! Slater pops back up to his feet where he walks into a Side Walk Slam by Cable! It’s John who makes a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE
Slater kicks out before the referee’s three count but it’s not John that reaches his feet first with Slater not far behind! Cable lands several stiff jabs to the jaw of Slater before dropping him where he stands with a huge right hand!! Slater immediately rolls out to the floor where he’s followed by Cable who steps out through the ropes to the apron before dropping down to the floor. Cable picks Slater up off the floor before shooting him viciously into the steel steps with an Irish Whip right shoulder first to a roar from the crowd!
Baxter: Cable better get it in why he can because in two weeks a Cage will surround them.
John snatches Slater up off the floor where he scoops him up over his shoulder before dropping down across the security barrier sternum first! The referee lays the count to both men as we see Cable slide into the ring breaking the count before sliding back out the floor! John makes his way over to Slater where he picks him up off the floor and takes him towards the ring where he drives Slater face first down into the ring apron before rolling him into the ring. John climbs up on the ring apron before stepping over the top rope and back into the ring. The crowd rallies behind the Beast as he reaches down picking Slater up off the mat where he positions him for a Powerbomb!
Diamond: Look out Slater!!
Cable hoists Slater up in the air before driving him down with a Jackknife Powerbomb to a thunderous ovation from the crowd! Cable drops down into the cover hooking the near leg of Slater!
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE…
Slater kicks out to a massive gasp from the crowd.
Baxter: I thought this one was over!
Diamond: So did everyone else in Moscow!
Cable cuts his eyes towards the referee who shows him two fingers. John works his way to his feet where he has a slight limp to the right knee. John reaches down picking Slater up off the mat where he drives him back into a neutral corner. He lays in several reverse elbows to the side of Slater’s head before bringing Slater out towards the center of the ring. John scoops Slater up over his shoulder only to see Slater slide down Cables back, John spins around where he is thumbed in the eye by Slater! Slater follows up with a European Uppercut that rocks Cable back against the ropes. Slater charges forward looking to clothesline Cable out to the floor, Cable counters by dumping Slater over the top rope which see’s Slater land on the ring apron! Cable spins around eating a shoulder block to the midsection before being planted into the mat with a Sling Shot DDT! Slater rolls Cable over making the cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE
Cable kicks out to a huge pop from the crowd!!
Diamond: The Beast is still alive!!
THE Tristan Slater reaches his feet where he immediately makes his way towards the ropes where he steps out to the ring apron. Cable is shown rolling over to his chest where he starts to push himself up off the mat and to a vertical base. Slater spring boards off the top rope looking to deliver a high angled Forearm! Cable counters by taking several steps back and catching Slater with a boot to the midsection!! John underhooks the arms looking to deliver the WAKING NIGHTMARE! Slater quickly counters by yanking both legs out from under Cable dropping him on to his back! Slater flips over Cable while maintaining control of both legs stacking Cable’s shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THREE!!!!
DING… DING… DING…
Masters: The winners of this contest, the team of THE TRISTAN SLATER and ALYCE STARCHYLDE!
Slater is back to his feet where his arm is raised in victory by the referee as Cable quickly gets to both knee’s before pounding the mat out of sheer frustration. THE Tristan Slater is handed the WGWF World Title before he quickly escapes to the floor holding up the World Title for John to see. John is back to a vertical base where he kicks the bottom rope. Slater turns to walk up the ramp where he sees LUNACY, THE JACKDAW, BROTHER MAYLOCK all standing with Barbwire Wrapped Baseball bats.
Diamond: Uh oh.
Anarchy starts to make the walk towards Slater when suddenly DORLING and CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY run out from behind laying waste to Maylock and Jackdaw while Lunacy flees through the crowd. Christian and Slater exchange a look as Monday Night Brawl leaves the air.
SUMMER MADNESS WORLD TOUR:
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
5.14.18
OTKRITIE ARENA
MOSCOW, RUSSIA
There’s boo’s from the Russian crowd as a spotlight hits the top of the ramp and the Monster Silence emerges through the curtain with the WGWF Television Championship slung over his right shoulder as he walks towards the ring.
Diamond: Two weeks ago in Osaka, Japan that monster Silence showed up in the Main Event before Powerslamming Andy Johnson three times and stealing Andy’s Television Championship!!
Baxter: Are you going to tell him to give it back?
Diamond: Absolutely not.
Baxter: I thought so.
Silence reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron before stepping over the top rope and into the ring all but demanding a live microphone upon his arrival. Silence walks across the ring where he reaches through the ropes snatching the microphone away from Donald Masters. Silence takes center ring as his music fades away leaving the chorus of loud boos from the crowd.
SILENCE- “SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!”
The boos from the crowd get louder and louder as the Monster simply shakes his head.
SILENCE- “Not that I even expect any of you to understand me anyway, stupid Russians.”
The crowd gets even louder and louder with boos as Silence lowers the microphone while laughing. He raises the microphone back up as he looks directly into the camera.
SILENCE- “Two weeks ago I claimed the very title hanging over my shoulder and finished the job Chris Page started by effectively putting Andy Johnson-Page on the shelf!”
The crowd boos even louder with Silence taking credit for Andy’s current situation.
SILENCE- “While it was something that shocked some, it was something that has been long, long overdue because now the Monster has something over his shoulder that he DARES any man to try and take away because from where I’m standing I don’t think there’s anyone MAN enough to do so.”
Silence turns to address the ramp…
“Ladies and Gentleman….”
There’s a loud pop as Flash Rotten walks out to the top of the ramp with microphone in hand as he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- “My name is FLASH ROTTEN and I am the UNDISPUTED General Manager of Monday Night Brawl!”
The ovation gets louder for Flash as he now shifts his attention towards the ring and at Silence who is now seething.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Now isn’t this interesting…”
Flash states clearly going back to when he was the mouth piece for Silence several years back.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Here I stand and there you stand, only from where I’m standing I think I’m about the only guy that CAN take you up on your Dare and leave with that Title over my shoulder… because that’s exactly what’s about to happen.”
The crowd interrupts with a nice pop for Flash.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Because if anything less happens you’ll find yourself in the unemployment line faster than hooker walking down the Las Vegas Strip.”
Another ovation from the crowd is heard as Silence raises his microphone only to be cut right off by Flash Rotten as he states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “I wasn’t finished…”
Flash shakes the index finger on his right hand towards the ring before he states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Let’s talk about what you did two weeks ago to Andy Johnson and the ramifications it now carries; first you did crack several of his ribs and thus is out of action for several weeks, which means he will not be able to defend the WGWF Television Championship and leaves me no other alternative than to strip Andy of the Television Championship and declare the title vacant.”
Silence listens as the crowd boos Flash Rotten’s announcement.
FLASH ROTTEN- “However I am going to give you the opportunity to actually win that very title in two short weeks in Beijing, China in front of over fifty thousand fans…”
Flash starts to make his walk towards the ring while he continues.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The question then becomes, what exactly are you going to do? Are you going to hand me that Championship? Or are you going to lose everything you’ve got going for yourself here within the WGWF?”
Flash has made it ringside as he makes his way up the steel steps where he steps through the ropes and into the ring. He walks over to Silence where he reaches up taking a hold of the Television Championship which causes Silence to snatch his arm as he address Flash with microphone in hand.
SILENCE- “Get your hand off my belt!”
Silence drops his microphone has he backs Flash up into a neutral corner. Cameras pick up Silence as he starts talking to Flash.
SILENCE- “You want to make threats? Let me show you how I deal with threats!”
Moscow, Russia ERUPTS as TERRY BORDEN emerges out to the top of the ramp garnering Silence to spin around seeing him while allowing Flash Rotten to escape danger out to the floor. Terry stands at the top of the ramp removing his yellow shades as he looks down to the ring before he starts to make his walk down the aisle!!
Diamond: Terry Borden is in Moscow!! Borden-Fever runs WORLD WIDE!!
Baxter: YOOOOOUUU KNOW!
Terry Borden reaches ringside where he makes his way up the steel steps to the ring apron as an angry monster paces back and forth in the ring. Borden leans over the ropes pointing at Silence drawing a massive “YOUUUUUUUU” from the crowd!! Terry Borden steps through the ropes and into the ring as we see the Monster Silence charge forward swinging with a right hand! Borden ducks out of the way causing Silence to miss and the TV Title fall from his massive shoulder down to the mat. Silence spins around eating a right hand, followed by a second and then a third as the crowd is eating it up! Borden fires Silence across the ring where the Monster bounces off the ropes and into a BIG BOOT OF DOOM that staggers Silence backwards towards the ropes for Borden to charge forward with a clothesline that sends Silence over the top rope and out to the floor with him landing on his feet!!
Diamond: Silence was just sent over the top rope and out to the floor where he landed on his feet by Borden!!
Silence looks to climb back up on the ring apron when he backs down as Terry Borden rips off the AMERICANMANIA tank top! Silence starts to walk backwards up the ramp as he points at Borden who reaches down picking up the WGWF Television Championship off the mat. Flash Rotten joins Terry Borden in the ring as we see Terry hand the title over to the General Manager of Monday Night Brawl who takes the air with his microphone in hand.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Allow me to introduce to you your opponent, TERRY F’N BORDEN!!
The crowd roars as the next Brawl telecast has just gotten BIGGER!! Silence starts to laugh as Borden taunts him from the ring.
Diamond: Not only do we have Undisputed Tag Titles up for grabs, not only is there an Iron Man Match for the IC Title, not only will you get a Steel Cage match for the World Title but now we’ve got a vacant Television Championship that will be up for grabs between Silence and Terry Borden!
Baxter: Beijing isn’t going to be ready for Monday Night Brawl!!
OUR KING AND QUEEN:
A group of backstage workers are milling about backstage when a dwarf in elaborate garb strides forwards and blows a horn before speaking loudly.
Dwarf: “Peons, peasants and pissants. Stand to attention as I present to you the Queen of the WGWF Alyce Starchylde alongside the King of the WGWF... M... D... K!”
He blows a fanfare on the horn again and a group of hand-maidens throw rose petals on the path where they slowly make an elaborate walk down the corridor. The onlookers stare on in wonder as M.D.K and Starchylde saunter down the corridor slowly with looks of disdain etched across their faces. The dwarf bellows again as they move down the corridor slowly.
Dwarf: “Bend the knee and pay respects to your Royal Family!”
The onlookers kneel as the Royal Family make their way down the corridor until Denise Essex steps forwards with a microphone in hand.
Essex: “M.D.K! Alyce!¬ Could I just ask you a few questions?”
They stop dead in their tracks and stare at Denise in disbelief. The dwarf walks up to her.
Dwarf: “You will bend the knee and display respect to the Royal Family!”
Denise looks confused and looks at M.D.K with a pleading look in her eye.
Essex: “Danny... You can’t serious- ow!”
The dwarf has rounded around the back of the intrepid interviewer and uses M.D.K’s sceptre to gently prod her in the backs of the knees causing her to buckle and drop to her knees.
Dwarf: “You WILL respect the king!”
She manages to blink back tears of humiliation and frustration as M.D.K looks down at her and extends his hand.
M.D.K: “Kiss the ring and you may speak...”
She considers her next move. Does she value a good story or her dignity more? Well she leans forwards and kisses the gaudy ring on the former champion’s hand.
M.D.K.: “Arise microphone wench and speak your piece to us.”
She stands up and composes herself.
Essex: “So... Tonight you go into a strange bedfellows match and will be on opposite teams tonight. Do you have a gameplan going into this match and how will you approach it?”
M.D.K.: “You see, she may be my queen and I may be her king but our royal blood isn’t the only thing coursing through our veins. We have a nobility and a desire to be the best at what we do and we can tell you that whether is me or my highness getting the victory tonight, we will be doing it despite our partners and certainly not because of them.”
She turns to M.D.K now for the next question.
Essex: “While you are here, I feel I have to ask you about your contract...”
M.D.K raises a hand a looks weary of this question before replying.
M.D.K.: “Denise... Please. It’s the same question asked by each and every hack and the one asked by the champion himself as the panic envelops him like a fog. I will say to you the same I have said to everybody else who has asked me. This contract isn’t like our dwarf with a horn; there isn’t a fanfare that will accompany when and how the title will come back to me nor will there be a declaration which renders the element of surprise as moot and as pointless as John Gambino’s locker...”
He snatches the microphone from Denise and stares straight into the camera.
M.D.K.: “You all want to know about when and how? Well it just proves my point doesn’t it serfs? The most interesting thing about the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship and the glorified plinth with a ponytail holding it is the man with a shot at it. I am the only thing keeping that title relevant right now, I am the one social media talks about and I am the name on every tongue and on every poster through the arena. The suspense might be killing you all... But it’s the only thing making this show interesting because without me, the WGWF and it’s incumbent, incompetent leader would be truly... And utterly... INFERIOR!”
He slams the microphone into the chest of Denise as the dwarf blows the horn again and they saunter away.
ERIK JOSTEN versus JOHN TOLLY
"Blind" by Korn plays and John Tolly makes his way to the ring. Once in the ring, the music fades out and is replaced by "Nails" by Massive Wagons. The crowd roars as Erik Josten throws the curtain aside and strides out onto the stage. He marches down the ramp, taking the time to slap a few hands along the way. He stops as he gets to the ring and holds his head down. After he mouths some words to himself, he lets out a animalistic roar (think Roman Reigns before the spear) and climbs in the ring.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Tolly immediately rushes in and dropkicks Josten in the chest, sending him backwards towards the corner. Tolly rushes in and again, and delivers another dropkick. Josten is down to one knee and Tolly delivers a superkick right to the jaw, sending Josten down. Cover.
One. Tw-Kickout.
Tolly gets pressed off of Josten, but is undeterred. Tolly grabs the rising Josten by the head and goes for the Champaign Dream DDT, but Josten blocks and throws Tolly off of him. Tolly lands on his feet, then charges forward, only to get rocked with a big boot to the jaw.
Josten shakes the cobwebs out before going to grab Tolly by the head. When he does...
BLACKOUT
When the lights return, there are four masked men in the ring, all dressed in black. They stare down Josten for a moment who is begging them to come forward for a fight. Instead, the four turn and start stomping away on John Tolly.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Enraged, Josten charges forward and attacks the group of me, sending each one flying over the top rope, one by one.
Masters: Here is your winner, as a result of a disqualification.. JOHN TOL-!!
Josten snatches the microphone from Masters.
Josten: I'm sick of the damn games! I'm sick of you hiding like a bitch!
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
Josten: You think I need you so bad? Prove it! Next Monday Night Brawl, face me one on one, in this ring.
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
Josten: Put your money where your mouth is and try to beat men. I swear I will break you in half! C'mon Truth!
A few moments go past before...
BLACKOUT
Thru the darkness, a lone spotlight illuminates, shining straight down on Josten.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh Erik.. break me in half, huh? You couldn't even break that obsolete mule you faced tonight in half. But I will admit, I've played with you long enough. Now... it's time for action.
I accept your challenge."
'RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
"And I will show you that thru your darkness, I am your shining light."
Spotlight gone. Arena lights back up. "Nails" by Massive Wagons hit and Josten exits the ring, excited for having his opportunity at the Dark Truth.
PAGE INVESTIGATES BARKER'S SUICIDE - PART 1
In the parking lot, The Dancing Dudes Bill and Ted are dancing their way across the tarmac towards the exit and out into the open world. Before they can reach fresh air, they are cut off by none other than “Chronic” Chris Page. He has a stern and serious expression on his face.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “How’s it goin’, dude?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You tell me.”
Page immediately gets right in the face of Dancing Dude Bill. Ted tries to step in, but Page is locked on, ready to launch like a missile.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Whoa, whoa, whoa! What’s your beef, bro?”
CHRIS PAGE- “Well, let’s see… my best friend is in a medically induced coma right now, clinging on to life by a thread… and YOU were there when he tried to take his own life.
DANCING DUDE TED- “Whoa, you’ve gotta, like, totally chill out, man. I know you’re upset about your buddy Barker almost biting the bullet, but you don’t need to get all up in our grill. We didn’t have anything to do with it.”
CHRIS PAGE- “I’m not pointing fingers here. But I want answers. And I you to give them to me straight. What did you see? And don’t spare me the details.”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Dude, I only saw just as much as you did. I saw Adam’s limo backed into the corner with the motor running. It was totally weird that there were a load of other cars and trucks boxing it in. It was almost like he didn’t want to be found.
CHRIS PAGE- “That may be, but something’s been bothering me; what were you doing in the parking lot that night?”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “We competed in a dark match, yo! Putting over local talent is what we do best, man.”
CHRIS PAGE- “You’re telling me.”
He says this mostly to the side.
DANCING DUDE TED- “Besides, dude, we were just on our way outside for a blun… err…. Breath of fresh air. You know what we mean, dude?”
Chris lets out a half-hearted smile as Dancing Dude Ted makes a subtle ‘toking’ motion by raising a pinched finger and thumb up to his lips and pretending to draw breath.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “We’re just heading that way now… you diggin’ it, bro?”
CHRIS PAGE- “All too well. As much as I wish I could partake… I’ve got to find out more about what happened to Adam. There’s no way that he’d just try and top himself like that, even if he DID lose control of the company to Flash Rotten.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Maybe you’ve hit the nail on the head right there, dude.”
DANCING DUDE TED- “Yeah! Flash is pretty much the reason that Adam lost his job. Maybe he knows something you don’t.”
Chris Page suddenly stops dead in his tracks. He lets out a small grin.
CHRIS PAGE: “You know what? You two aren’t as stupid as you look!”
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Thanks!”
Chris Page immediately dashes along the corridor, leaving Bill and Ted to contemplate over Page’s ‘compliment.’
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Hey! Wait a minute!”
He words fall on deaf ears. Chris Page is long gone.
DANCING DUDE BILL- “Dude! Not cool!”
The scene fades to commercial.
DORLING and THE BEAST:
Dorling and April are backstage, walking along a corridor towards the locker rooms. Denise Essex runs along behind them, her heels clacking off the concrete floor.
DENISE ESSEX: 'Mr Dorling! Mr Dorling!'
Dorling stops and turns back, April's hand still in his.
DORLING: 'Hello Denise.'
DENISE ESSEX: 'Mr Dorling, I understand you've had a traumatic time since we last saw you.'
DORLING: 'You could say that...I mean, my house was destroyed and my...'
: '...and your best friend is in a coma.'
Dorling turns to greet Johnathan Cable.
DORLING: 'Yeah, my best friend is in a coma.'
CABLE: 'You know, I might be able to help with that.'
DORLING: 'What are you? A brain surgeon?'
CABLE: 'No, you know I'm not. But, well let's just say I have a little inside knowledge about being in a coma.'
DORLING: 'That's nice. I thank you for your concern dude but I'm just fine.'
CABLE: 'You may well be, but face the facts here; you have no home and Katy is in a Las Vegas hospital.'
DORLING: 'What are you saying, exactly?'
CABLE: 'I'm saying I have access to the best doctors. I have access to properties around the world.'
DORLING: 'What's in it for you?'
CABLE: 'Nothing, I just...'
DORLING: 'It's never just nothing. We'll be fine; the last thing I need to add to my situation is debt.'
Dorling and April walk away, but April turns back to look at Cable as he in turn shrugs his shoulders at Denise.
HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD BAY-BAY!
The crowd in Moscow begins to rumble. They’re prepared for the next segment with open eyes and ears.
“Heaven” by Los Lonely Boyz plays loud and proud on the PA.
As the song continues to play, Hawaiian Hardhead steps onto the stage…wearing a three-piece suit!
Diamond: Is that a suit?
Baxter: I have only seen this man in a suit when he was the XWF Owner!
Diamond: This is definitely out of place…
MASTERS: On his way to the ring…The Insane Delgado…Hawaiian…HARDhead!
The crowd responds with a loud cheer as HHH starts to walk down the ramp. His hands are in his pocket and he’s looking out at the crowd with a frown. He adjusts his shades, pushing them up on his face.
Baxter: For a man that beat James Raven two weeks ago you’d think he’d be a bit more pleased.
Diamond: Well, I hate to assume the worst here, but…
As HHH passes by the crowd, a he high-fives only a few. Otherwise, his hands remain in his pockets. Once he reaches ringside, HHH takes his shades off, putting them on the top of his head. He looks around the ring, a smile crossing his face. A few tears drop down his cheek as he steps on to the apron. He gets into the ring, wiping the tears away.
Diamond: Ah man…if I’m reading the room right…
The crowd’s mood significantly drops once they see his face. HHH looks to the crowd, placing his hands at his side before bowing to them. This gets a moderate reaction.
Once he is done, HHH stands up. He waves his hand towards the timekeeper at ringside. A mic is then thrown into the ring. HHH has to maneuver over to the catch it, but when he does, he looks towards the crowd.
Hardhead: Heyo! Moscow! How’s it goin tonight?
Cheap pop ahoy with some more half-hearted cheers.
Hardhead: Now…I know that I’ve only ever worn a suit when I was the owner of the XWF…and I understand if you are all a little bit disappointed with my lack of match here…but before I say what I need to say…I just wanna thank every fan who has supported me since I’ve come back. Thank you very much.
The crowd gives him an applause, with the majority of them standing on their feet. This causes HHH to nod, covering his face as more tears try and fall.
Hardhead: God, you’re gonna make me cry, but without any of you…or any of you watching at home…none of this…none of me…would be here today.
HHH takes a few more moments, composing himself by wiping his eye of the tears.
Hardhead: Alright, I’m calm. So let’s dial it back a bit…to February. Three months ago…I made my return to this ring and announced to the world that the Insane Delgado would be coming back with one goal in mind. That goal was simple…face James Raven, defeat James Raven, and certify my name…as a legend. Near as I can tell…all the hard work…all the conditioning…all the strength I’ve built up, all the cardio I’ve done, all the workouts I’ve been through hell and back to get stronger and better…it all paid off, because I beat him in this ring…1….2…3!
The crowd reacts strongly, cheering him solidly despite the undertones still present.
Hardhead: I beat the legend on his own legends tour. But the kicker is….I don’t know if I’ve earned that legend title. Because I can’t ever know. The only ones who would know if I’m deserving…is all…of you…people.
He turns around, pointing to them. They react strongly once more. HHH nods, facing back towards the hard camera.
As he tries to speak again, the crowd cuts him off.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
Hardhead wipes some more tears that threaten to show up.
Hardhead: And that’s what I love about you guys. Because near as I can tell…I don’t need the respect from the boys and girls in the back. I don’t need the support from the guys in the office. Hell, I don’t even need to be the best damn wrestler in the business, because as long as I’m making all of you happy by doing what I love doing…than that’s as legendary…as I need to be. So yeah…I’ve done what I’ve wanted to do. I’ve come back, I’ve beaten James Raven, and along the way, I’ve shown everybody watching that Hawaiian Hardhead…man this old cat’s got somethin left in the tank. But nobody how much I have left…and as much shit as I get for being a dumb-ass…I’m smart enough to know…when it’s time to go.
HHH lowers the mic, getting a negative reaction from the crowd.
Hardhead: I know…I get it…but I’ve got two kids in college…a wife I need to see more…and a hell of a career to look back on. So as I leave this ring for the last time…I want to leave everybody with one last piece. So before I hit the road and leave this big show…before I call it quits and let the big bang blow…for I head out and let myself go…well…if you didn’t know my now, then…heh…I guess now…you know.
HHH sets his mic on the canvas before raising his hand up. “Heaven” plays once more as HHH exits the ring, heading up the ramp.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
HHH high-fives people along the way, occasionally waving back to the arena. Once he reaches the stage, he turns around. He holds his arms close…and bows.
Once he is done, he stands up and turns around.
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
THANK YOU HARDHEAD *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
The cheers cause him to pause. He looks down at the stage, his hands on his waist. HHH turns to the crowd, who continue to give him a standing ovation.
Eventually, he shakes his head, beginning a trek back towards the ring.
Diamond: Or maybe…perhaps…they don’t know enough!
HHH reaches the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. He reaches his feet, grabbing a mic, speaking louder over the high octaves of the cheers.
Hardhead: Nah, my ass is too damn stubborn to go out like that!
HHH undoes his tie, throwing it to his side. He takes off his dress shoes, kicking them out of the ring. A pair of flip flops fall out of the shoes, landing on the cavas.
Hardhead: If my career’s endin…I’m doin it…on my terms.
HHH reaches down, taking off his socks and throwing them away. Next, he takes off his suit jacket.
Baxter: What is he a stripper now?
Hardhead: I’ve never been a fan of three-piece suits…so allow me to get into something…a little more comfortable.
He sets the mic down, setting his suit jacket to the side. He then unbuttons his shirt, revealing a buttoned up Hawaiian shirt underneath. The shirt is set down on the jacket. Next, he unbuckles his belt, damn near ripping it out of the loops of his pants.
Baxter: Not the pants! Please, keep the pants on!
The belt is thrown to the wayside, followed by HHH taking off the pants, revealing a pair of swim trunks underneath. The dress pants are tossed away. HHH places his feet inside the flip-flops before looking up at the hard camera.
Hardhead: Call it a blast for the past, call it a throwback, call it the 40 year old dad special, but whatever you call it, I’m in the best shape of my life! My kids, my wife, they’ll understand, but if I’m goin out…I’m goin out…on my terms!
Diamond: He’s unretired!
Baxter: Again…
Hardhead: And hell, I’ve always been stupid enough to reach for places I’ll never get, but since I’m here to stay, I’m goin…straight for the top! I’m goin…for that World Heavyweight Championship. So Tristan, Alyce, MDK, Frost, whoever the hell I have to go through to get that gold, you better watch yourself…because the Insane Delgado…ain’t fuckin…with no one. So before I leave you all to enjoy the rest of the show…if you didn’t know by now…
HHH raises the mic up, having the crowd finish for him.
I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO KNOW
HHH throws the mic away, a smile beaming across his face as he exits the ring. He makes his way to the back as our commentators close it out.
Diamond: Hawaiian Hardhead came out here to retire, but a last minute decision—
Baxter:—and a no doubt stupid one—
Diamond:—caused him to change his mind! Hawaiian Hardhead…is here to stay!
The scene fades away.
CHRIS DORLING and CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY © versus THE JACKDAW and BROTHER MAYLOCK
Christian Connolly and Dorling wait in the ring as their opponents have failed to materialize.
There is some heavy discussion with the referee when Lunacy's voice can be heard.
LUNACY: Ahem!
Dorling and Connolly look around.
LUNACY: Up here boys.
Their eyes go to the Global-Tron where Lunacy, Jackdaw and Maylock stand assembled.
LUNACY: My apologies, gents, but, Anarchy is busy this evening.
A gentleman crawls from beneath a table, he is bloody, his eyes unfocused.
BLEEDING MAN: Call the poleeece!
Maylock begins to kick him while Jackdaw pushes him back under the table.
LUNACY: If you WGWF faithful though will look at your tickets, you will see the WGWF provides for 'reasonable substitution'. So, without further ado...
The Globaltron fades to black as music kicks on in the arena.
Two men emerge onto the entrance ramp. One is a white guy with a largish stomach, red and white striped pants and a blue shirt with white stars. The other is tall black man wearing a pink luchadore mask with a black line on the top which gives his head a phallic look. He wears a pink t-shirt with the word 'Johnson'. He also wears black sweat pants. The two men dance their way towards the ring.
DIAMOND: Dear God, it's 'Patriot' Patrick Henry and the Masked Johnson! They've been stinking up indy wrestling rings for almost two decades!
BAXTER: Be nice, they are contemporaries of Terry Borden and Patrick is a veteran! Show some respect!
DIAMOND: I respect the fact that we were going to have a competition and instead, somehow Anarchy managed to send in the Goof Troop in their stead!
In the ring, C2 is laughing so hard, he has to use the ring ropes to hold himself up.
DIAMOND: Let's just get this over with.
BAXTER: I can't wait, let's see what these crafty veterans can do against these youngsters!
DING…. DING… DING….
Connolly and Johnson start off in the ring and lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Connolly backs Johnson into the corner and holds him in place as the referee makes a five count. C2 backs off and nods at the referee before heading back over to Johnson only to be met with a thumb to the eye from the enforcer. Connolly staggers away and Johnson stalks his foe and clubs him over the back of the head as the Suntan Superman stumbles away. Johnson grabs the head of the IC Champion and hits a headlock takedown before dragging him back to his feet and over to the corner where he tags in the Henry, who pounces on Connolly with a flurry of kicks into the IC champ who slumps into the corner as Henry backs to the middle of the ring, takes a deep breath and then charges across the ring and hits a running dropkick into the chest of the champion. He tags Johnson back in and the enforcer drags Connolly up to his feet and hits a European uppercut that sends the Suntan Superman backwards in the centre of the ring. Johnson charges at C2 and into a powerslam! C2 rolls backwards and makes the tag to Dorling. The crowd pops and as Johnson gets to one knee, Dorling almost removes his head with a running knee!
Johnson slumps to the mat and Dorling points at his flattened opponent and then to himself as he looks over at Connolly to send a message out to Connolly. He drags Johnson up and delivers a couple of quick kicks to the mid-section of Johnson before backing into the ropes and hitting a shoulder block that flattens him again. Dorling keeps running through to the opposite ropes and as he hits them, Henry raises his knee and connects with the small of the IC Challenger’s back who winces and drops to his knees in agony. Johnson groggily crawls over to his corner and C2 tries to climb in to the ring to protest the cheap shot from Henry but the referee stops him and as he does, Henry drags his parter closer to the corner and he reaches up and makes the tag as Henry returns to the apron and the crowd boos vehemently.
Dorling goes to get to his feet but Henry is behind him and hits a sweeping kick across the back of his knees sending him sprawling to the mat. Henry backs into the ropes, performs and somersault leg-drop across the neck of the Las Vegas resident before climbing to his feet and tagging Johnson back in. Johnson drags Dorling up by his arm and twists it grotesquely before spreading it across the mat. Johnson climbs to the middle turnbuckle and looks down at his prone foe and hits a double foot stomp from the middle turnbuckle onto the shoulder socket of Dorling who howls in agony.
Johnson works the arm further as he drags Dorling up and jolts it into its own socket before tagging Henry back in who calls for Johnson to whip Dorling towards him. Instead of releasing though, Johnson holds onto the arm to almost pull his arm out of its socket and Henry hits a standing dropkick that flattens Dorling.
Johnson and Henry continue to cut the ring off as Johnson drags Dorling up again, twists the arm in a standing position before looking at the ropes. He tags Henry in as he charges at the ropes and uses the middle rope to spring up and over the top rope and hotshots the arm of Dorling over the top rope. He stumbles backwards in pain and then rests on the top rope. Henry takes this as an opening and hits a running boot at the side of the Norwich native’s head who crashes to the mat. Henry leaps over the top rope from the apron and hits a leaping leg-drop across the neck of Dorling and hooks the leg!
1!
2!
But Dorling is able to power out at 2 and wearily looks over at his corner where Connolly is encouraging him to make the tag. The enforcer drags Dorling to his feet and goes to hit a side Russian leg-sweep but Dorling locks out his leg to block it. Henry looks stunned as Dorling uses the momentum of the second attempt at the move to turn it into a standing lariat that levels Henry!
The crowd are really behind Dorling as he slowly crawls towards Connolly with his partner and the fans urging him forwards. He is millimetres away from rescue when Henry is able to catch up with his escaping adversary and drops an elbow drop across the back of Dorling’s head! Connolly slaps the turnbuckle in frustration as Henry drags his adversary up again and spins him to face him. He hauls the Brit into the air for a brainbuster but Dorling is able to slip behind Henry. He charges at his partner to make the tag but Henry hauls him up for a spine-buster harshly into the mat which drives the air from Dorling’s lungs. Henry tags Jackdaw back in and the pair whip Dorling into the ropes who ducks the duel clothesline, charges into the opposite ropes and hits a double running DDT to both men!
The crowd stamp their feet in support of Dorling as he crawls towards the outstretched hand of Connolly as both Henry and Johnson are stirring. Henry gets to his feet as Dorling lunges across to his partner and makes a diving tag and the crowd go wild! C2 charges in and hits a leaping spinning lariat on Henry as he heads towards Connolly. Johnson is back on his feet and gets dropped with the same move! Henry is back to his feet and Connolly drops him with a standing dropkick! Johnson is back up and Connolly leaps for another standing dropkick! Henry goes to hit a running knee at the Suntan Superman but gets met with an inverted atomic drop. Henry staggers backwards and into a German Suplex courtesy of Dorling. The pair nod at each other in mutual respect as Johnson clubs C2 over the back and bundles him into the corner and puts the boots him. He whips Connolly across the ring but C2 reverses it but keeps a hold of the arm of Johnson, pulls him in close and hits Good Times, Painful Memories knees to the head before wrapping up the arms of Johnson... And drops him with The Crowning Glory!
Connolly rolls backwards and roars in celebration and then looks stunned as Dorling slaps him on the back for a blind tag. In one fluid motion, Dorling is up onto the top rope and hits a TrapDOR onto the already dazed adversary. He hooks the leg!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!
Connolly looks a little annoyed as Dorling celebrates the victory and smiles at Connolly.
Dorling is on the outside of the ring when a man all in red, with a red full face mask, a red hood and a red cloak leaps out of the crowd. He grabs Dorling from behind and slams him back first to the apron. Dorling rolls onto the floor and the assailant leaps onto his chest.
DIAMOND: Who is that?!?
BAXTER: Isn't that obvious; That's the Royal Assassin and he just got himself a piece of Dorling!
The Royal Assassin waves at Connolly and hops back into the crowd as securities and paramedics come check on the fallen Dorling!
PAGE INVESTIGATES BARKER'S SUICIDE - PART 2
We cut to the working office of Flash Rotten, who we see sat at his desk fumbling through some paperwork before handing it to his assistant; a petite, young female that Flash grins at as he passes it to her.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Can you put this in an envelope and forward it on to Matt Hopkins? He can then share it with the rest of the Board.”
The assistant curtsies in her little black skirt and huddles the paperwork close to her chest. Suddenly, the door to the office bursts open. Chris Page enters with a stern expression on his face.
CHRIS PAGE- “I want a word with you.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Please, by all means, won’t you come in?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You know why I’m here. Adam Barker is in a critical condition in hospital right now and I want to know why! You’re the man running the show. You should know the ins and outs of what went down that night.”
Flash looks towards his assistant.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Would you excuse us a moment, my dear?”
The assistant nods without a word and skips away. Flash attempts to refrain from watching her leave. He fails; until the door closes behind her.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Don’t ever walk in here without knocking. Do you understand?”
CHRIS PAGE- “Don’t try and play all high and mighty with me, Flash. I want answers and I want them now. What do you know about what happened to Adam?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “That is on a need to know basis. And frankly, you don’t need to know.”
CHRIS PAGE- “I’m really not in the mood for this, Flash. My best friend is in hospital after an incident at the place of YOUR employ. I will fucking sue you for every penny you’ve got!
Flash simply chuckles dismissively.
CHRIS PAGE- “What’s so funny!?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “You obviously haven’t thought about exactly what happened at all, have you?”
CHRIS PAGE- “What do you mean?”
Flash Rotten stands up from his desk at last. He walks towards the door and rolls a blind down across the translucent window.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Did you see the state that Adam was in the other week? He was barely even capable of standing up, never mind somehow acquiring a length of hose and scotch tape, taping said hose to the exhaust, thread it through the window, sealing said window and then waiting for his demise. The driver let him in through the passenger door and the driver was later found bound and gagged under one of the production trucks. It all sounds a little bit too much to be a mere coincidence, don’t you think?”
CHRIS PAGE- “You’re saying that Adam Barker didn’t try killing himself… but someone else tried to?”
Flash gives a dismissive shrug of his shoulders, before spinning on his heels and walking back to his desk.
FLASH ROTTEN- “You know what they say about assuming, Chris.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Who would want Adam Barker killed?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Don’t look at me like that! I have already acquired the rights to control Monday Night Brawl from Adam. Even I’m not so harsh as to rub salt in the wounds in that way. Besides, Adam Barker has pissed a lot of people off in recent memory. I’m sure there is more than one suspect who might have a viable motive.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Looks like I’m going to have to get my detective hat…”
FLASH ROTTEN- “First of all, I hope you mean that metaphorically. Second of all, don’t you remember the note?”
Chris Page looks uncertainly towards Flash, but his expression suddenly widens out of surprise. It would seem that he had not taken this into consideration up to now.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The was signed simply by ‘Mother.’ Of course, whether
CHRIS PAGE- “I have her number. I will call her right now.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “No need. I have already spoken to her. She is just as traumatised as the rest of us. She had no idea that Adam had tried to take his own life before I called. She may be putting on a façade, of course, but her voice was so genuine that I can’t help but believe her.”
CHRIS PAGE- “Why would you do that? After all he’s done to you?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Please. I might think Adam is an asshole, but he’s still a human being and a WGWF alumni. I have a duty of care towards all employees, especially someone who has poured so much heart and soul into this business as Adam. I can at least begrudgingly respect him for that.
Chris has fallen silent. He doesn’t know whether to hug him or punch him in the face. He begins to pace around the room, trying to find the answers to a torrent of questions now filling his head.
CHRIS PAGE- “You’ve got to tell me if there’s anything else you know. I’m beggin’ you, Flash!”
Flash strokes his chin with his thumb and forefinger.
FLASH ROTTEN- “The one thing you need to question here is ‘motive.’ If someone really DID try to get Adam Barker to kill himself, you need to ask yourself WHY they would do that. Like I said, Adam pissed off A LOT of people off and someone might have thought that enough was enough.
Chris does not respond. He continues to think to himself. Flash finally sits back down at his desk.
FLASH ROTTEN- “If you don’t mind, Chris, I’ve got a show to run. I can assure you that we will not rest until whoever did this gets the punishment that they deserve.
Chris glares at Flash, dismayed by the sudden dismissal of this matter. He simply frowns as he motions towards the door.
CHRIS PAGE- “You’d better not be screwing with me, Flash.”
FLASH ROTTEN- “Do you think I’m so callous as to play games when a man is on the brink of death? Please, Chris. Show me a little more respect than that.
Chris simply scowls to himself before vacating the office and slamming the door closed behind him.
THE EXTINCTION versus KYLE SHANE and PAUL FROST ©
The opening notes of "The Catalyst" by Linkin Park queue up on the speakers as on the screen, a video game drop down menu opens and the cursor hovers over the options, "LOAD GAME, SAVE GAME" before coming to the first option, "START GAME" and highlighting it. Kyle Shane steps slowly out onto the stage. The Assassins hood to his longcoat is pulled low over his face. The distinctive duo of Chester Bennington and Mike Shinoda rises in tempo as it begins the call-and response: "God bless us everyone, we're a broken people living under loaded gun. And it can't be outfought, it can't be outdone, it can't be outmatched, it can't be outrun. No! And when I close my eyes tonight, to symphonies of blinding light!" 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 Catalyst, 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.
The lights go out in the arena and quickly come back on and The Extinction are both in the ring and Frost is on the outside of the ring, his tag team belt thrown over his shoulder as he slowly walks up the steel steps and into the corner. Both Dusk and Ridge start to slowly circle Kyle Shane as the crowd is booing like crazy. Frost nods and both Ridge and Dusk attack Shane. They tackle him to the mat to thunderous boos as Dusk holds Shane’s feet and Ridge mounts him to throw down multiple punches at Shane. Ridge gets up as Frost has slowly stepped into the ring. He places his tag team title on the top turnbuckle and charges out of the corner as Shane is trying to get to his feet. Frost clobbers Shane with a clothesline that puts him back down to the mat.
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!!!!
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!
THIS IS BULL SHIT!!!
Breaks out amongst the fans in attendance. Shane rolls out of the ring to get out of dodge, but Dusk rolls out and bounces Shane’s head off of the steel ring post and tosses him back into the ring at the feet of Frost. Dusk slides in a steel chair to Ridge. Ridge picks up the chair as Frost is smirking as he is slowly pulling his tag team partner to his feet. Frost irish whips Shane in the direction of Ridge. Ridge swings, MISS! Shane ducks underneath it, bounces off the ropes and hits Ridge with a flying forearm and the crowd goes wild! Frost quickly tries to get a hold of Shane but Shane slips underneath and starts firing off right hands. He gets Frost backed up into the ropes and clotheslines him over the rope to the pleasure of the crowd! Shane turns…. WHAM! Dusk has gotten back into the ring and gotten hold of the steel chair and now has bent it over the head of Shane!!! Frost is enraged! He orders Ridge and Dusk to pick up Shane. They do as they are told. Frost goes to the corner and grabs his tag team title. He rubs it in the face of Shane as massive boos continue to reign down on G.O.D. Frost takes a step back and winds up the title, and smacks Shane in the face. Shane crumbles to the mat. Frost spits on the title and throws it down on Shane as the three of them start to slowly circle Shane as he’s trying to get to his feet.
"Bleed it Out" by Linkin Park BLASTS OVER THE PA AND THAT ONLY MEANS ONE THING!!!!!!!
JAMES RAVEN!!!!
James Raven blasts out from behind the curtain as The Extinction and Paul Frost are on high alert. Raven bolts down the ramp and slides into the ring. Dusk has armed himself with the bent chair from before, he swings wildly at a charging Raven who ducks underneath the swing, only to plow Frost over the top rope with a humongous clothesline that has him topple to the floor and roll into the announce table. Raven uses the momentum to bounce off the ropes and hit Ridge with a flying shoulder block that sends him down to the mat. Dusk swings the chair again….
MISS!!!
Shane is on his feet. He catches the chair on the follow through, kicks Dusk in the stomach and belts him over the back with it not once, not twice but THRICE!!!! Shane’s eyes are wild as he looks outside the ring to see Frost recovering from the thunderous clothesline from Raven. Shane slides out of the ring and gives chase to Frost who jumps the guard rail and leaves through the crowd of people. Shane slides back into the ring. Ridge is just getting to his feet.
WHAM!
Steel chair to the face of Ridge who falls flat on his back! The camera pans out to find Paul Frost at the top of the first bowl of fans, looking back at the ring. Shane gets up onto the second turnbuckle yelling for him to come back. Frost shakes his head and vanishes to the chants of
YOU’RE A PUSSY!!!
CLAP CLAP CLAP!!!
YOU’RE A PUSSY!!
CLAP CLAP CLAP!!!
Shane jumps off the turnbuckle and throws the chair down to the ground. Raven has pulled Dusk up to his feet and tosses him in the direction of Kyle Shane…
Pieces of Eden
Kyle Shane springs back up to his feet and he sees Ridge slowly crawling up the ramp way. Shane slides out of the ring and grabs Ridge by the boot and starts to drag him back towards the ring to the roar of the crowd. Kyle Shane picks him up and tosses him into the ring… Raven is waiting patiently, checking his imaginary watch as Ridge rolls right to the feet of Raven. Ridge starts using the pant leg of Raven to get to his feet. Raven starts to help him up as Kyle Shane rolls back into the ring himself. Raven helps Ridge up and points behind him… Ridge slowly turns around…
PIECES OF EDEN!!!!
The crowd explodes as Kyle nails him with the Pieces of Eden. Dusk tries to jump Shane but…. FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN…. Stops him in his tracks. Both Raven and Kyle pick up a member of The Extinction and toss them out of the ring like pieces of trash much to the delight of the crowd. The Extinction collect themselves and slowly stumble their way up the ramp….
SOME INTERESTING WORDS BETWEEN CHAMPIONS:
There’s a massively mixed reception as THE Tristan Slater is spotted walking towards a camera positioned at the end of a hallway backstage. He’s in his gear and has the World Title slung over his right shoulder as he comes to a stop outside of a locker room door. THE Tristan Slater knocks on the door and waits several seconds before the door is opened yet we can’t see who Tristan is speaking too.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “Probably the last person you would expect, eh?”
We don’t hear any response before THE Tristan Slater carries on.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “You and I got a lot more in common than we might think.”
Finally it’s the WGWF Intercontinental Champion Christian Connolly who steps out into the hallway with his arms crossed across his chest as he merely looks at Slater who continues.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “We’ve both carried this federation since it re-opened its doors for the last two years, we’re both holding the top prizes in the company and we both continue to be overlooked and disrespected by our peers.”
Christian maintains his silence as clearly he’s pondering what THE Tristan Slater is saying.
THE TRISTAN SLATER- “Individually we’re as great as they come; but think about what we could do collectively. Listen, it’s no sweat off me if you cool with being an island all to yourself because I can easily continue to do just the same… but it wouldn’t be a bad idea if we each had eyes in the back of our heads either.”
THE TRISTAN SLATER extends his hand out to Christian Connolly waiting to see if he gets a response.
Connolly looks down at Tristan's hand, then back up at Slater.
Connolly: Sooo... you expect me to trust you, after everything we've been through? After everything I've seen you pull on Cable?
Connolly chuckles.
Connolly: I will admit though, you do make some valid points. So how about this... I got alot going on, dealing with Dorling and all, so I'll think about it.
And with that Connolly turns and steps back into his locker room.
FLASH ROTTEN ADDRESSES TAG TITLES:
We cut to the BRAWL Interview area where Denise Essex is standing by with Flash Rotten which garners a pop from the crowd as Denise takes it away.
DENISE ESSEX- “My guest at this time… Flash Rotten.”
The pop gets louder as Flash has a smirk on his face.
DENISE ESSEX- “I understand that you have an announcement to make regarding the WGWF Tag Team Champions Kyle Shane and Paul Frost?”
FLASH ROTTEN- “I think it’s safe to say that Kyle Shane and Paul Frost simply aren’t going to get along when you consider they’re like oil and water; they simply don’t mix, and after what I saw two weeks ago I am going to nip this now before it gets way out of hand or out of control.”
Flash casually states.
FLASH ROTTEN- “Here’s what we’re going to do; since technically both Paul and Kyle snatched a tag title at Wrestle Wars in that Ladder Match they both have equal stake in claiming to be champions; and since they clearly despise each other here’s what we’re going to do…. Two weeks from tonight we’re going to have ourselves a THREE ON TWO HANDICAP match in The Extinction and Paul Frost will meet Kyle Shane and James Raven in Beijing and the winners leaving as undisputed WGWF World Tag Team Champions!”
There’s a loud pop from the crowd.
Diamond: Brawl in two weeks just keeps getting bigger and bigger!!
FLASH ROTTEN- “And that is FINAL!”
Flash walks off screen to a pop from the crowd as the scene fades back to ringside.
STRANGE BEDFELLOWS TAG TEAM MAIN EVENT:
THE TRISTAN SLATER © and ALYCE STARCHYLDE versus M.D.K. and JOHN CABLE
DING… DING… DING…
MDK causally steps out to the ring apron leaving Cable in the ring while across the ring Slater is shown “shooing” Alyce with his left hand sending her out to the ring apron unknowing of what is waiting behind him and as soon as Slater turns around Cable explodes towards him taking him down with a double leg take down!! The crowd roars as Cable takes a mount position on Slater before hammering down with right hands!!
Diamond: The Beast has been unleashed on Slater!
Baxter: That’s who he wants!!
Cable continues to pound down with right hands as Alyce and MDK cheer the chaos on from the apron as the crowd roars loudly! Cable gets up off Slater blowing past the referee as he starts stomping down upon Slater’s sternum!! John reaches down picking Slater up off the mat taking him back into the ropes where he fires Tristan across the ring and as Slater bounces off the ropes he latches on to the top rope before sling shooting himself out to the floor under the bottom rope drawing boos from the crowd as the World Champion takes a powder.
Diamond: The smartest thing THE Tristan Slater could have done.
Tristan jars with ringside fans but Cable quickly steps over the top rope to the ring apron before dropping down to the floor spinning the World Champion around blasting him with a hard right hand dropping Slater where he stands! Cable picks Tristan up off the floor where he scoops him up over his right shoulder! The crowd roars as Cable charges towards a ring post, Slater slides down the back of Cable shoving him towards the ring post when suddenly Cable puts on the breaks where he turns around only to see Slater has slide back into the ring and has gotten to his feet where he crotch chops John!
Baxter: I don’t know if I would have done that!
John slides into the ring where Tristan immediately pounces as he stomps down upon the back of John’s head several times before Slater reaches down picking Cable up, he drives him into a neutral corner where he delivers a knife edge chop across the chest followed by slapping Cable across the face!! The crowd gasps as Slater backs out towards the center of the ring seemingly daring John bring his shit. John is seething as he gazes towards Slater and starts to walk out towards the middle of the ring when Slater takes several steps back before quickly turning to tag Alyce into the contests which see’s Alyce drop down to the floor!
Diamond: Uh oh… Um… Tristan, you might want to turn around…
Tristan smirks as he shakes his head before turning around where a Beast awaits and with a shrug of the shoulders by the World Champion the right hands begin to flow as they Slater and Cable trade blows in the middle of the ring to a huge pop from the crowd as Cable gains the upper hand before being cut off by a thumb to the eye by Slater! Tristan lands a stiff European Uppercut rocking the Beast back into the ropes where Slater comes forward taking John and sending him across the ring with an Irish Whip, and as Cable bounces off the near side MDK makes a blind tag to Cable’s back which the referee signals while Cable is snapped over to the mat with a Japanese Arm Drag. MDK steps through the ropes and as THE Tristan Slater spins around their eyes lock.
Baxter: For the first time since the West Coast Rumble MDK and Slater are in the ring at the same time by themselves!
Diamond: You talk about a rivalry that has carried the WGWF throughout 2017 and into 2018 it’s MDK/Slater.
Alyce Starchylde is on the ring apron near Slater and with a head nod from MDK we see Alyce climb up on the middle rope where she leans over the top rope into the ring slapping Slater across the back with the referee signaling a tag!!! John has rolled out to the floor where he makes his way around the ring and climbing back up on the ring apron while Alyce steps through the ropes. Tristan shifts his attention back towards MDK who “shoos” Slater! Tristan gives MDK the middle finger before turning around and looking down at Alyce. Alyce points to the corner while screaming at Slater to “GET OUT!” in reference to the ring.
Baxter: Are the King and Queen going to do battle?!!?!?!
MDK and Alyce listen as the crowd eats this up. They slowly start to circle each other in the ring as if sizing each other up. They look to tie up which sees MDK take a back waist lock on Starchylde. Suddenly Alyce starts grinding her “assets” back into the crotch of MDK!
Diamond: I don’t even know how to call this…
John is shown now down on the floor signing a few autographs at ringside while back in the ring Alyce brings MDK over to the mat with a hip toss take over and continues a side mount to which is reversed by MDK! MDK has a side mount on Starchylde who counters with a head scissors to MDK! MDK positions himself on both knee’s while Starchylde rests on her elbows and what can only be described as the King “eating” his Queen commences!
Baxter: Can we even show this??
Alyce takes it a step further as she begins moaning, loudly.
Diamond: I’m at a complete loss for words here.
MDK pulls his head out of the head scissors looking down at his Queen while whipping under his bottom lip with his left wrist. MDK lunges down on top of Alyce which puts her shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE….
Alyce rolls over reversing the positioning where she now straddles MDK before standing up off him getting back to her feet where she takes several steps backwards and is close enough for THE Tristan Slater to make the blind tag causing Alyce to quickly spin around as the World Heavyweight Champion steps through the ropes and into the ring.
Diamond: If looks could kill THE Tristan Slater would be dead.
The referee instructs Alyce to get out of the ring which she does as we see MDK reach his feet where all the smiles have disappeared as he stares across the ring at THE Tristan Slater.
Baxter: This is what we all want to see!
Slater is all business as he walks out towards the center of the ring calling for MDK to “Bring It.”. John looks towards the ring to see Slater is back in the contest. He climbs up on the ring apron calling for the tag while extending his arm out towards the ring. MDK looks at Slater and is heard saying…
MDK- “You want a piece of me?”
MDK takes a step towards the center of the ring where he looks like he’s going to lock up with Slater before quickly flipping Slater off and turning towards his corner where he slaps the hand of Cable!
Baxter: You have to love the mind games on display by our King; he knows Slater has been clamoring to get him in the ring and just when you think it’s going to finally happen MDK changes the entire situation.
Cable steps over the top rope and back into the ring as THE Tristan Slater simply rolls his eyes.
Diamond: As we can clearly see THE Tristan Slater has absolutely no respect for John Cable.
Baxter: Why should he? What’s Cable done to deserve anything that’s come his way? He sneaks into a World Title match based of a match that MDK got involved in, he lost at Wrestle Wars and he’ll probably lose tonight.
Slater shakes his head before turning towards his corner to tag Alyce back in only to see Alyce drop down to the floor and start to tie her wrestling boot. Cable comes up from behind spinning Slater around and unloading with right hands backing the Champion up against the ropes, Cable flings Slater across the ring with an Irish Whip sending the Champion bouncing off the near side and into a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam that pops the crowd! John quickly makes a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE….. TWO…. THR…
Slater escapes the near fall with a kick out before rolling out to the floor under the bottom ropes to create some space only to see Cable slide out to the floor after him. Tristan turns around where he’s mowed over by a Cable clothesline and it’s John who yanks Slater up off the floor and rolls him back into the ring. John steps up on the ring apron before stepping back over the top rope where he measures Slater who is getting to his feet, Cable explodes towards Slater looking for a running boot to the face, Slater ducks out of the way and as Cable spins around he’s met with a stiff Superkick to the gut doubling Cable over for Slater to deliver a jumping double knee to the face of the Beast which sends John backwards into a neutral corner for Slater to follow up by running forward delivering a running knee to the jaw followed by a running bulldog headlock combination driving Cable face first into the canvass!
Diamond: Some vintage Slater offense taking down the Beast and now it looks like finally Slater has gotten the upper hand on John Cable.
Slater gets back to a vertical base bowing with crowd which garners loud boos. Slater turns his attention back towards Cable where he lays in several stiff boots to the head before taking his attention to the right knee of Cable’s which is still in a brace. The crowd boos louder as Slater starts stomping hard on the knee and brace before picking John up off the mat where he takes him back into the ropes and looks to shoot him across the ring, Cable reverses and it’s Slater that bounces off the ropes ducking under a Cable clothesline before quickly putting on the breaks and catching John with a nasty chop block to the back of the right knee!! The crowd boos intently at Slater as he reaches his feet and turns towards his corner where he looks to extend his hand out to Starchylde who once again refuses the tag before yelling out at Slater.
ALYCE STARCHYLDE- “You got this!!”
Baxter: Starchylde once again refuses the tag.
There’s a smirk from Slater has he starts to shake his head before turning back around looking down at his fallen opponent. John has now rolled over to his stomach and is starting to push himself up off the mat as we see Slater bounce off the ropes and deliver a low dropkick to the temple of Cable knocking him back down to the mat. Slater scurries into a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR..
Cable kicks out to a huge ovation from the crowd. Slater is the first to his feet where he picks up John before driving him back into a neutral corner. Slater laces Cable across the chest with several knife edge chops before shooting Cable clear across the ring and into the opposite set of buckles. Slater charges in after Cable only to eat a reverse elbow that staggers the Champion back out towards the middle of the ring! Cable comes out of the corner as we see Slater swing wildly with a right hand that Cable ducks and counters with a Full Nelson Slam driving Tristan down hard into the canvass before falling back into the ropes where MDK makes a blind tag to back of Cable to massive boos from the crowd.
Diamond: Oh now MDK wants a piece of THE Tristan Slater!
MDK steps through the ropes as the referee steps in between Cable and the action motioning for him to exit the ring. MDK quickly takes a mount position on Slater and starts unloading with right hands to the head and face of the World Heavyweight Champion to louder and louder boos from the crowd.
Baxter: Slater wants a piece of MDK so badly yet can’t even defend himself from the onslaught of the King!! Beat that peasant!!
MDK continues to reign down upon Slater with fists of rage before he gets up off Tristan picking him up off the mat before hurling him over head with a Release Over Head Belly to Belly Suplex!! MDK floats over into a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THR
Slater kicks out to a neutral reaction from the crowd as MDK spouts at the referee to execute a faster count as he reaches a vertical base MDK reaches down snatching Slater up off the mat where he takes him back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring with an Irish Whip, Slater bounces off the far side as we see MDK drop his head only to be met by a swinging neckbreaker by Slater!
Diamond: Can Slater finally get his some of MDK!!
THE Tristan Slater starts to push himself to his knee’s before standing to a vertical base where he looks down at MDK! Slater looks like a kid in a candy store as he charges towards the ropes looking to Spring Board off the middle ropes only to be tagged by Starchylde!!
Diamond: For the love of god!
Slater is forced out to the ring apron by the referee as he attempts to come at Alyce who simply backs out of the way while now shooing Slater! MDK has a smirk on his face as he reaches one knee before stepping up to a vertical base. He points over at Slater and then turns it into a wave at Slater before finally flipping Slater the middle finger.
Baxter: You have to love this mind game by our King and Queen as to not cater to what Tristan wants. It’s hysterical.
Alyce and MDK now square off as they start to circle each other while in the ring. We notice that John Cable hops down to the floor once again where he flags down a popcorn vendor and procures a tub of popcorn. He tosses several pieces in his mouth before walking around a portion of the ring offering popcorn to the ringside fans while in the ring Alyce strikes MDK with…
Baxter: FINGER POKE OF DOOM! THE FINGER POKE OF DOOM!!
MDK drops to his back like he’s been knocked out by a sledge hammer as Alyce drops down on top of him making a cover.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE…
The referee is yanked out under the bottom rope to the floor by THE Tristan Slater who breaks the count!
Diamond: Slater broke the count for his own partner!
Alyce and MDK are both livid as they reach their feet looking down at Slater and the referee on the floor.
Baxter: That was just stupid! Slater could have just left with a “w” in the column!
Slater flips both MDK and Starchylde off as we see the referee slide back into the ring while John has now gotten back to his corner and we see Tristan climb back up on the ring apron of his corner. In the ring we see both MDK and Alyce share an unspoken moment and with a head nod from each they turn towards their corners and physically tag their partners back into the match! Both Cable and Slater step back into the ring as MDK and Alyce step out to the ring apron before dropping down to the floor!
Diamond: Just where the hell do they think they’re going?
Both Alyce and MDK, hand in hand, start to walk back up the ring apron effectively leaving both their partners hanging high and dry!
Cable charges towards Slater which see’s Slater side steps Cable sending John crashing sternum first into the turnbuckles for Slater to roll up with a School Boy.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE...
Cable kicks out of the near fall as Slater is back to his feet where he catches John with an Oklahoma Roll stacking the shoulders of the Beast down to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE…
Cable again escapes the near fall.
Diamond: With MDK and Alyce walking out on this contest it’s leaving us with a preview of what will be in store next week when the title is on the line!
Baxter: Let me point out that both Alyce and MDK did not violate any of Flash Rotten’s rules. They competed while involved in the match and considering that neither were legally involved they did nothing wrong.
Slater is the first to his feet where he catches John with a boot to the midsection which doubles him over for Slater to look to deliver THE Flip Piledriver! The crowd responds with a pop for Cable who counters the attempt with a back body drop! Slater pops back up to his feet where he walks into a Side Walk Slam by Cable! It’s John who makes a cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THRE
Slater kicks out before the referee’s three count but it’s not John that reaches his feet first with Slater not far behind! Cable lands several stiff jabs to the jaw of Slater before dropping him where he stands with a huge right hand!! Slater immediately rolls out to the floor where he’s followed by Cable who steps out through the ropes to the apron before dropping down to the floor. Cable picks Slater up off the floor before shooting him viciously into the steel steps with an Irish Whip right shoulder first to a roar from the crowd!
Baxter: Cable better get it in why he can because in two weeks a Cage will surround them.
John snatches Slater up off the floor where he scoops him up over his shoulder before dropping down across the security barrier sternum first! The referee lays the count to both men as we see Cable slide into the ring breaking the count before sliding back out the floor! John makes his way over to Slater where he picks him up off the floor and takes him towards the ring where he drives Slater face first down into the ring apron before rolling him into the ring. John climbs up on the ring apron before stepping over the top rope and back into the ring. The crowd rallies behind the Beast as he reaches down picking Slater up off the mat where he positions him for a Powerbomb!
Diamond: Look out Slater!!
Cable hoists Slater up in the air before driving him down with a Jackknife Powerbomb to a thunderous ovation from the crowd! Cable drops down into the cover hooking the near leg of Slater!
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE…
Slater kicks out to a massive gasp from the crowd.
Baxter: I thought this one was over!
Diamond: So did everyone else in Moscow!
Cable cuts his eyes towards the referee who shows him two fingers. John works his way to his feet where he has a slight limp to the right knee. John reaches down picking Slater up off the mat where he drives him back into a neutral corner. He lays in several reverse elbows to the side of Slater’s head before bringing Slater out towards the center of the ring. John scoops Slater up over his shoulder only to see Slater slide down Cables back, John spins around where he is thumbed in the eye by Slater! Slater follows up with a European Uppercut that rocks Cable back against the ropes. Slater charges forward looking to clothesline Cable out to the floor, Cable counters by dumping Slater over the top rope which see’s Slater land on the ring apron! Cable spins around eating a shoulder block to the midsection before being planted into the mat with a Sling Shot DDT! Slater rolls Cable over making the cover hooking the near leg.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO….. THRE
Cable kicks out to a huge pop from the crowd!!
Diamond: The Beast is still alive!!
THE Tristan Slater reaches his feet where he immediately makes his way towards the ropes where he steps out to the ring apron. Cable is shown rolling over to his chest where he starts to push himself up off the mat and to a vertical base. Slater spring boards off the top rope looking to deliver a high angled Forearm! Cable counters by taking several steps back and catching Slater with a boot to the midsection!! John underhooks the arms looking to deliver the WAKING NIGHTMARE! Slater quickly counters by yanking both legs out from under Cable dropping him on to his back! Slater flips over Cable while maintaining control of both legs stacking Cable’s shoulders to the mat.
REFEREE: ONE…. TWO…. THREE!!!!
DING… DING… DING…
Masters: The winners of this contest, the team of THE TRISTAN SLATER and ALYCE STARCHYLDE!
Slater is back to his feet where his arm is raised in victory by the referee as Cable quickly gets to both knee’s before pounding the mat out of sheer frustration. THE Tristan Slater is handed the WGWF World Title before he quickly escapes to the floor holding up the World Title for John to see. John is back to a vertical base where he kicks the bottom rope. Slater turns to walk up the ramp where he sees LUNACY, THE JACKDAW, BROTHER MAYLOCK all standing with Barbwire Wrapped Baseball bats.
Diamond: Uh oh.
Anarchy starts to make the walk towards Slater when suddenly DORLING and CHRISTIAN CONNOLLY run out from behind laying waste to Maylock and Jackdaw while Lunacy flees through the crowd. Christian and Slater exchange a look as Monday Night Brawl leaves the air.