Post by Frost on May 22, 2020 13:12:28 GMT -5
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WGWF Monday Night BRAWL
05/11/2020
Wells Fargo Arena
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Life, Death & TAX
Even after the pyro into the lights remain dark before slowly fading into a dark green hue as Danzig's “Mother” hits the sound system. The anticipation among the capacity crowd grows and some of them sing along with the song's lyrics.
Diamond “WELCOME TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!!!!!!”
Baxter “Introduction are going to have to WAIT Derrick at least until after the INTOXICATED ONE….stumbles out to the ring.”
Diamond “Obviously the LAST stop before WrestleWar’s and the show is starting off hopefully on a sober thought as we are awaiting the return of Tax to Monday night Brawl.”
“Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh faaaathheeerr!!!!”
Tax has his head down, hidden underneath the gray cloth hood attached to his black leather jacket, but he slowly lifts his head up and stares forward, showing no emotion whatsoever. The crowd goes insane with cheer as Tax begins to descend down the rampway, as finds his way into the ring. But cameras are shown outside the arena where a line of security guards are stopping JUSTIN “RAZIEL” JONES from entering the arena……
Diamond ‘Would you look at that? Raz is actually trying to get in….DESPITE the order placed by WGWF management barring Raz from the arena until AFTER Tax leaves.”
Baxter “He’s like a caged animal Derrick, PUNISHED for that DRUNKS actions. Such a shame.”
Microphone already in hand as the arena lights are brought up as Tax looks around this sold out Wells Fargo Arena……..
“WELCOME BACK” *clapclapclap* “WELCOME BACK” *clapclapclap* “WELCOME BACK”
Tax: I’m actually……NOT…..coming back.
HEAT
Tax: I’m not coming back….YET….(slight POP)……thanks for that, it’s been hard….I mean…REALLY hard these past few months……I thought….I assumed I could control it…..I was wrong….I came back STILL….still the under the influence….I put MY desires ahead of this company’s safety, reputation, the safety of my fellow wrestlers and even you all….the WGWF Universe….(POP)….I put MY selfish and pathetic desires over each and every one of you…..and……I’m sorry.
Fans POP as Tax is obviously holding back a few tears as his face is getting redder in the cheeks as he shakes his head trying to muster the words.
Tax: Almost four weeks ago….I stumbled down to this ring….DRUNK…..I fell off the wagon……
Diamond “More like PUSHED thanks to that BASTARD in the parking lot.”
Baxter “ This is a SAFE space Derrick, no blaming allowed.”
“FUCK RAZ” *clapclapclap* “FUCK RAZ” *clapclapclap* “FUCK RAZ”
Tax: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: RAZ…..I know you’re listening…I know they’ve LOCKED YOU OUT….(POP)….but YOU…..there’s a special place in HELL just for YOU ….(POP)……you took a personal demon and tried to exploit it…you took a DAD away from his kids just as he came home….YOU ROBBED MY WIFE OF INTIMACY!!!!! You SON OF A BITCH, you tried to ruin MY life….so….so now the ONLY thing I want to get drunk of is the PAIN I INFLICT ON YOU!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: You like to say I was a prison bitch, well pal I’ve got news for ya, the SECOND I can step back into this ring Raz, you’ll be nothing but MY BITCH!!!!
"YES.......YES.........YES........YES.........YES"
Tax: BUT…. Despite what HE DID…..but….I shouldn’t have gone out to this ring, I should have gone to get help but I didn’t…I was selfish…..HUNTER…..(Tax looks into the camera)….to you and your loved ones….I’m sorry I put you in that unsafe moment…..to the official…I’m sorry that I came off as a PIG in this ring with my advances…..and to Matt Hopkins I’m not only sorry I placed my hands on you……I am FOREVER grateful to you and the WGWF for not pressing charges but for the last four weeks get me the help I need……(POP)……It’s now been twenty five days and NOT ONE DROP has touched these lips.
POP
Diamond “Way to go Tax. Keep moving forward”
Tax: It’s not THAT great….I mean it’s good and all but things will only be GREAT WHEN I CAN STEP BACK INTO THIS RING AND KICK THE ASS OF RAZIEL!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: But that day isn’t here yet…..but that day is coming and so is that day when a sober Tax walks down to this ring as a NEW WGWF CHAMPION!!!!!!!
POP
Tax: But that is a dream that I am going to have to wait on until AFTER May 25th and AFTER WrestleWar’s when the WGWF will finally have it’s champion BACK….(POP)…I’ll be watching…..and getting ready to return to THIS ring!!!!Speaking of which it’s time for the show to go on. I just wanted to thank you all again for the love and support……
Tax drops the microphone in the center of the ring, pauses as he looks around once again, this time the tears are evident as Tax removes his hoodie and takes a “BOW” in the center of the ring as he makes his way up the stage as cameras return to the ring where Donald Master’s stands…….
Donald Master’s: The following is your Monday Night BRAWL……. OPENING CONTEST OF THE EVENING!!!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: The following is a singles match set for one fall, introducing first he weighs in at 235 pounds, from the open road on the back of his Harley, this is RYDER…..REBELLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!
There’s a mild POP as “Follow you Home” begins blaring over the speakers, Ryder Rebel rolls onto the entrance ramp on his Harley Davidson, he’s wearing a black leather jacket, dark black jeans, and a white v neck t-shirt, he also has on black shades, out of his black jacket he takes out a cigar and begins smoking on his Cuban Cigar. Once the second verse of “Follow you Home” plays.
Diamond “On the road to WrestleWar’s and a chance at a hundred thousand dollars in that Battle Royal, Ruder is looking to collect a debut that MAY HAVE cost him an even bigger match at the big show.”
Baxter “PLEASE, Derrick be it three seconds or three minutes he was NEVER going to beat the Queen and now he’ll have to enjoy being a rabbits BITCH instead of just Starchylde’s.”
Ryder rides down the entrance ramp and circles around the ring before parking the bike right next to the announcers table, he then slowly walks into the ring and tosses his cigar in the crowd, he goes to each turnbuckle and raises his fist in the air on each turnbuckle, once he gets to the last turnbuckle he hops down and paces as tosses his leather jacket to the side and waits for the match to begin.
Donald Master’s: And now his opponent….making his WGWF debut…..he is accompanied by ALYCE STARCHYLDE….(HEAT)……weighing at 385 pounds and standing at six foot ten, hailing from Wonderland this is……..THE WHITE RABBITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
The sound of a clock ticking fills the arena, though the billowing pink smoke steps out Alyce followed by the monster wearing that bunny mask, the White Rabbit is slow in his approach towards the ring. Ryder has stepped back to the furthest corner of the ring as the White Rabbit steps over the top rope and enters the ring
*Ding…...Ding*
With the crowd at fever pitch, the near 7ft monster stalks his prey, for a few moments, Ryder plays it smart, avoiding getting trapped in the corner, ducking beneath the behemoth’s mighty swipes, and even getting in a few quick shots of his own, both to the face and, interestingly, the ankle. Eventually though, Ryder tries to run one too many times, and the Rabbit cuts him off, HURLING him back into the corner and PUMMELLING him with two quick right hands to the abdomen! Ryder falls to the mat not for as long the White Rabbit quickly drags Ryder back up and delivering a brutal HEADBUTT!!! Rebel is knocked right back down; cameras keep on Ryder who makes it back to his feet and FLIPS OFF THE WHITE RABBIT!!!!!
Baxter “DUMB ASS”
Diamond “Ryder’s ALWAYS had more guts than brains but, on this night, that Rabbit may eat both guts and brains. This monster looks impressive. Ryder you may want to tone it down.”
Rabbit comes charging in bit Ryder ducks under the clothesline and can get off a few near fire right hands which stagger the mammoth, sending him wobbling into the centre of the ring. Ryder hits the ropes, connecting with a BIG CLOTHESLINE … which doesn’t even faze the beast!! Gritting his teeth, Ryder rushes into the ropes again -- but this time the White Rabbit cuts him off, RACING FORWARD AND PLOUGHING RIGHT THROUGH!!! We’re back to more of the same, as the White Rabbit takes control with more head butts, right hands, and stinging chops. Ryder, of course, has another flurry, fazing ‘the Rabbit, and he runs off the ropes -- CAUGHT, SIDEWALK SLAMMED INTO THE MAT!!
Baxter “GET A BODY BAG”
Trying to crawl away, Ryder ends up in the ropes, which the Rabbit uses to CHOKE him with illegally. After more punishment to the ribs in the ropes, WGWF official Goose Mahoney has to step in trying to get the monster to back away. Leaving Alyce on the outside as the “Queen” gets cocky, slapping Ryder around a bit, saying, “C’mon, Ryder. C’mon, REBEL.” RYDER EXPLODES WITH A HEADBUTT TO ALYCE, ON THE OUTSIDE!!! The White Rabbit shoves Mahoney away as he grans Ryder by the back of the neck and CLUBS him down like an annoying insect. Picking said insect up, a supremely confident White Rabbit Irish Whips him HARD into the far turnbuckle, and then does it AGAIN, and AGAIN, each time with Ryder falling in agony! After the third time, the Rabbit comes CHARGING IN, only for Ryder to GET HIS BOOTS UP IN HIS FACE, staggering the giant! As the Rabbit stumbles around clutching his mouth, Rebel desperately scales the second turnbuckle, and LEAPS OFF, ONTO WHITE RABBITS BACK, APPLYING A SLEEPER HOLD TO THE MONSTER!! The crowd pops, as Ryder begins to wear the giant down, really for the first time in the match. After a few minutes in the hold, spent trying to squash Ryder in the corner, the Rabbit falls to a knee … BEFORE SUDDENLY RYDER GETTING BEHIND THE RABBIT AND SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!!!!!
Baxter “WHAT?”
Diamond “HE DID IT, THE MONSTER’S OFF HIS FEET.”
With Alyce pounding on the canvas the Rabbit is slowly getting back to a vertical base as Ryder quickly scrambles up to the top rope, looking to capitalise with a big aerial manoeuvre -- BUT THE WHITE RABBIT SHOVES RYDER OFF … ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE FLOOR!!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE…..DAMMIT, we got to take a quick break. We’ll be right back.”
*** Commercial Break ***
(Continued)
Ryder is in a bad way on the outside, but referee Goose Mahoney manages to keep either Alyce or the White Rabbit from doing any further damage basically acting like a shield during the break, however Ryder is able to barely slide back under the bottom rope as the White Rabbit NBOUNCES OFF THE ROPES & DELIVERS A LEG DROP!!!!!! Ryder’s ribs could ALL be broken but again Alyce shaking & shout “NO”, the Rabbit doesn’t go for the cover instead he paces around the ring methodically, slowly Rebel sits back up … AND THE RABBIT KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE CHEST!! The crowd groans at the sound of the sickening smack, as Ryder rolls around, clutching his toned chest in agony. The Rabbit yells something indistinct to more heat, while Starchylde claps away on the outside. Back on the offensive, the White Rabbit launches Ryder into the ropes as he bounces back THE WHITE RABBIT THROWS HIM UP … DELIVERING THE SAMOAN DROP!!
Baxter “Ryder will need DUCK TAPE to hold those ribs together for a LONG time after that nasty Samoa Drop.”
Ryder lies on the canvas grabbing at his mid-section while the White Rabbit find himself seated in the far corner, where Alyce has “skipped” over whispering sweet destruction in her monster’s ear. The Rabbit nods slowly before standing back up as Ryder who’s back is toward the corner is able to get on both knee’s unaware as the WHITE RABBIT CHARGES FORWARD HE SHOOTS OUT HIS RIGHT BOOT WHICH DRIVES RYDER’S HEAD BACK INTO THE CANVAS!!!!!!!!
Diamond “GOOD GOD, WHAT IMPACT, WHAT SNAP BACK….WHAT DISTRUCTION!”
Ryder is left lifeless in the center of the ring as the Rabbit still has his boot pressed into the skull of Ryder with Starchylde shouting “THE BUNNY HOP….THAT WAS THE BUNNY HOP”……whatever the name the move certainly has left Ryder for a dead man, still using the hell of his boot. The Rabbit rolls Ryder over and “pins” him…….-ONE…..TWO….THREE!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…..(heat)….of his debut contest as the result of a pin fall……..THE WHITTTTTE…..RABBITTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
The HEAT is real as the official doesn’t even bother raising the hand of the Rabbit who methodically leaves the ring and joins Alyce as they back up the entrance way with Starchylde doing an exaggerated “BOO-HOO” “Cry Baby” like taunt as Ryder is still down and out in the center of the ring.
Diamond “Certainly Alyce seems to have a TRUE monster in her court at the moment, you’ve got to wonder if that THING has any impact inside the Elimination Chamber in two weeks.”
Baxter “I wouldn’t be against that rascally rabbit. “
Diamond “Looney Toons……. honestly, Baxter it’s WrestleWar’s season. This is the LAST Brawl before the showcase of the immortals where men and women will attempt to create their own WrestleWar’s moment. In fact tonight the chance for a match at WrestleWar’s is on the line when Angel battles the Extinction’s own Ryan Dusk and Angel must win via pin fall in order to face Velvet at WrestleWar’s, then we have Paul Frost…SATIN himself facing off against Marcus Enderton, two out of the six men involved in the Trinity Championship match at WrestleWar’s, Dorling’s is expected to confront that PHYSCO Jack in the Box Xmyles and finally the main event see’s Cable,Slater,Alyce and HUNTER four out of the seven chamber participants team up in an EPIC tag team war! And your sitting there talking about Looney Toons.”
Baxter “I’ll tell you what is looney….TERRY BORDEN….A BATTLE ROYAL…..and….ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS at stake.”
Borden’s BASH
Cameras cut and we find ourselves looking at a door marked “Borden’s BASH….Brother’s”, panning back further we see not one, two, three four or even five but SIX…SIX armed security guards standing watch as the door opens revealing TERRY “FREAKEN” BORDEN!!!!!
POP
Borden: Hello MY dudes, com eon in Brother’s……Sister’s…everybody….the guards….brother’s with that WACK clown attacking legends, America-Mania WON’T get fooled again.
The camera follows Terry inside a rather large locker room which has been turned into “Borden’s BASH” balloons, dance light’s, a DJ and a full catering spread adorn the locker room with already signed up talents for the One Hundred Thousand Dollar Battle Royal in attendance, Heat & Fire are shown toasting to the other’s success while Logan is perched almost like a gargoyle on top of a locker itself, Hawaiian Hardhead stands in the middle of the room not moving a muscle instead he just grunts ever so often.
Borden: So as YOU can see DUDES, this bash is just getting started and we’re looking for MORE WGWF stars who want to make a hundred K, like that Logan kid up there….(Borden points to Logan perched on the top)….he’s real mysterious dude….LOOKING GOOD LOGAN….then you’ve got the BIG MAN…..(Terry approaches Hardhead)….Dude YOU are going to be a challenge….BUT….when I scooped SLAMMED ANDRE THE MIDGET BACK AT THE SILVER DOME….I….well you know the REST of that story brother…..but who else…who else wants the chance at a hundred thousand George Washington’s…..
“I’m game”
Kristy Jackson walks into frame with a smile on her face
Jackson: Madison Square Garden and a Hundred Thousand Dollars, how could a girl say no?
“A sister-ah can’t say no either”
With that Dutchess walks into frame as she whips her hair back as Jackson get’s a face full.
Borden: Jackson awesome, Dutchess your always welcome but MY siter show up to a WrestleWar’s this time…..
“WOOOOOOOOOO……MAKE ROOM FOR THE NATURE BOY!!!!!!”
POP
RIC FLIEHR walks into frame, dressed in his signature ring robe however the neck brace seems to limit Ric in more than one way.
Borden: Brother, but Dude your hurt and I can’t in good conscience let you compete brother.
Fliehr: This? (RIC RIPS OFF THE BRACE) ….WOOOOO….I’m all healed up BROTHER, I just wanted to score a sponge bath from the nurse before I came to the show tonight!
Borden: You dog, YOU’RE IN!!!!!
“ME TOO”
Cameras pan back as the WGWF Audience POP’S HUGE AS THE SENTEILE IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BASH!!!!!!
Diamond “IT CAN’T BE……BUT IT IS!!!!!!”
Everybody at the Bash is quite all looking up at the seven-foot WGWF Hall of Fame original giant, as Borden grabs Sentinel’s hand and shakes it.
Borden: OH BROTHER, YOU’VE GOT IT!!!!!
Life, Death & Tax II
Diamond “You talk about a GIANT announcement; the Sentinel is BACK in the WGWF!!!!!”
Baxter “Great a foreign green giant….I’m so trilled.”
Cameras switch from Borden’s Battle Royal Party over to a backstage hallway where TAX is shown walking down, shaking a few hands with officials and even referee’s as Tax is then met by HUNTER!!!!!
Diamond “Oh boy.”
Baxter “YES, maybe somebody will finally SOCK IT TO HIM, come on HUNTER you owe him a shiner after that SELFISH action a month ago.”
TAX & HUNTER stare at one another, HUNTER himself looks to be seething just a bit, Tax’s eyes dart down as cameras pan back showing HUNTER EXTENDING A HAND TO TAX!!!!!!
Baxter “Come on! Enough with the love in DAMMIT!!!”
Tax quickly takes it as Hunter pulls Tax in for a quick embrace, “You’ve got this….get sober and then we’ll actually have a proper match”…..”You’ve got it….thank you.” Tax turns and makes his way outside into the underground parking lot…..taking a moment he watches the door close behind him, takes a deep breath….BLINDSIDED BY RAZIEL!!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “WHAT? WHERE’S THE SECURITY?”
Raziel begins laying his boots into the chest of Tax…..”YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH”………Raziel lands a boot right to SKULL of Tax……”STAY DOWN YOU FAT DRUNK”……”YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF SHIT”…..Raziel stands Tax up and leans him up against the wall and takes a few free shots with CLOSED FISTS right to Tax’s fore head…..Tax just simply slums back down onto the floor as Raziel paces around like a caged animal watching as Tax tries to crawl away…”YOU THINK I’M A JOKE….I LOST TO A DAMN JOKE BECAUSE OF YOU”….another boot finds its way into the spine of Tax….picking him up Raziel shoves Tax into an ice machine….where he SLAMS his head off of it….Tax again falls to the floor as Raziel looking over at a car window and than back to Tax…..a smile lights up across his face…RAZIEL JUMPS ALL OVER THE DOWN TAX!!!!!
Baxter “This is GREAT, finally somebody dishing out that TOUGH kind of love.”
Raziel lands a few more unprotected right hands before lifting Tax up by his hair and turning him towards the parked car
Raziel “YOU WANT THIS TO BE OVER….HUH?....FINE….LET’S BREAK UP!!!”
RAZIEL THROWS TAX FACE FIRST THROUGH THE CAR WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Diamond “HELP……HELP….CAN ANYBODY GET SOME HELP HERE?”
Tax’s body falls like a sack of bricks onto the ground as finally the parking lot door opens with HUNTER leading the charge with Raziel throwing up his hands as officials keep HUNTER away from Raziel who backs around the gathering crowd who try to check on Tax as Raziel slithers his way into the arena as cameras keep on Tax who’s still face down on the ground.
*** Commercial Break ***
Returning from break & Brawl cameras return backstage where the final shots of the on-site ambulance is now speeding away into the Philadelphia night as Denise Essex is standing by surrounded by a gathering of WGWF superstars & officials……
Essex: Baxter, Derrick Tax was just RUSHED to the nearest hospital downtown, however it’s not all doom and gloom, early reports are the EMT’s believe Tax DIDN’T suffer any major injuries. The trip to the hospital as I’ve been told is strictly preventative, Tax will have a few stiches from a few cuts to the face but nothing serious and……
Velvet: Oh deary there is STILL doom and gloom to come here this evening, in fact in just a few moments that ambulance will have to come all the way back to add a FALLEN….BLOODY….and….BROKEN ANGEL…(HEAT)…..to the injury list because GOD’S WARRIOR….(HEAT)….RYAN DUSK…(HEAT)…is about to rip the flesh off her bones, quench his thirst with her blood and slat the earth with his soul but most of all Denise, Angel is about to LOOSE to God’s….(HEAT) chosen people!
With that Velvet, Dusk & Ridge all walk past Denise with snarls and stares meanwhile Matt Hopkins can be shown left standing in the lingering crowd.
Essex: Matt…..Matt….Matt any words about the actions to Tax?
Hopkins: No comment.
Essex: What about Raziel…will he be suspended? Fine? Fired?
Hopkins: I really don’t know…….
Donald Master’s: the following contest is set for ONE FALL…..where IF….Angel is able to pin the shoulders of Ryan Dusk then she will EARN a WrestleWar’s match against Velvet!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: Introducing first being accompanied to the ring by VELVET…..(HEAT)….and…KENNETH RIDGE….(HEAT)…..this man weighs in at 305 pounds, standing 6’10 representing the Extinction…..this is…..RYANNNNNNN…….DUSKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
“this is GOD’S house”
The darken arena is lit up by strobe lights via the entrance way, the purple smoke blasting from above and below as both Dusk & Ridge walk out on stage, as Velvet crawls out of the smoke before being stood up on her feet. As the terrible trio head down towards the ring, Ridge though jets off and can’t hep rearrange the furniture at Velvet’s direction as a table is set up on the far side sending the Philadelphia crowd chanting…
“WE WANT TABLES” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT TABLES”
Dusk reaches the ring and steps inside as his towering presence is shown off as his theme dies down
Donald Master’s: And now introducing his opponent she weighs in at 120 pounds, hailing from Jacksonville Florida, THIS IS……ANGELLLLLL!!!!!!!
The opening to Lithium starts and an image of the sky and the heaven plays on screen. When the song pauses, the arena goes dark and when the guitar kicks in, the lights flash back on and Angel is standing at the top of the ramp. She slowly make her way down to the ring with a smile are she looks around. She slides under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle. She overlooks the crowd briefly before jumping down and looking back at the monster who just stares back at her.
Diamond “Remember here folks the ONLY way Angel gets to face off against that Jezebel in the Garden is only IF she pins Ryan in that ring.”
Baxter “Angel gives up almost a 200-hundred-pound difference to Dusk, the idea of her having enough body weight to pin Dusk for ONE second let alone three, well Derrick…YOU MUST BE JOKING. Because the ONLY way Angel’s going to WrestleWar’s is in that battle royal. NOT against Velvet.”
*Ding….Ding*
Angel & Dusk just stare at each other from across the ring for several seconds, Angel’s not standing down in the least. She is the first to even bother approaching center ring, walking very slowly and being very tedious about this, Dusk soon bullrushing forward and looking to SPEAR ANGEL IN HALF, but Angel moves out of the way fairly quickly, leaving Ryan to keep going across the ring and stop himself against the ring ropes. Quickly Dusk turns around from the corner and looks dead at Angel, who scurries back to her feet and into a wrestling stance, but being very tedious still. Ryan begins stalking her with each step he takes towards her, lunging at Angel again, only for her to dodge that as well, but surprises Dusk with a roll-up from behind – 1…NO!!
Diamond “Angel with the first cover of the contest.”
Baxter “Something tell’s me she won’t have the LAST one though.”
Diamond “Have faith Baxter.”
Baxter “ I do, he’s called Paul Frost and GOD’S chosen people will NOT be beaten to a false and fallen Angel.”
Diamond “Oh brother.”
Angel quickly rolls back to her feet as Dusk pounds the canvas in frustration getting back to his feet and finally gets within striking distance, but again it’s Angel who surprises us when she darts in on one of Ryan’s legs, throwing the big man off balance and forcing him down to one knee, which Angel uses to try and lock in the LeBell Lock, using all her might to try and get the bowling ball sized biceps of Dusk between her legs…NO!! Dusk powers out of the move by simply flexing his arm, forcing Angel to roll backwards. But Angel rolls so to her feet, quickly rushing back behind the still shortened Dusk and gets in the double chickenwings lock, looking for a submission perhaps a modified full Nelson hold but Dusk resists and rises to his feet before throwing Angel clean over his shoulders with the chickenwings still locked in!! Angel is thrown with authority over the head of Dusk, who flexes his muscles in a ravish display of power. Angle has to immediately rethink things, her first two finishing submissions perhaps being seen as null and void here. As we look around the ring, Velvet is paying close attention, but smiles when she sees Dusk’s power and starts telling the monster to “finish HER”, Dusk bursts forward towards Angel once again with a clothesline, but Angel is able to take it, use the momentum, and actually get Dusk down on the mat, once again going for the LeBell, but Ryan again stands up and throws his arms open, throwing Angel back down to the canvas. As the resilient superstar gets to back to her feet quickly, however, she’s immediately BEHEADED BY A DUSK CLOTHESLINE!!
Baxter “HERE WE GO!!!! Ryan Dusk BEHEADDING Angel with that move. It’s only a matter of time until Dusk feasts upon the Angel in that ring tonight.”
Angel goes flipping on that move, with Ryan having to stop himself in the opposite corner there was such a charge behind that one. Dusk surprisingly does not go for a cover here, instead looking down at Velvet and getting word that he should “torture Circa’s lover”. Dusk seems to oblige here, now beginning to play with his food, it seems. He grabs the stunned Angel and brings her up to her feet before draping Angel across his chest and chunking her over his body with a massive fallaway slam. Angel goes rolling all the way to the edge of the canvas, but there’s a rest as Ryan grips the limp body of Angel and gives it a solid knee to the gut before whipping her across the ring and going for a big boot, but Angel is still aware enough to dodge it and rebound again before connecting with a clothesline…that doesn’t seem to knock Dusk down! It stuns the big man, but Ange; needs to do more, as he goes and rebounds again, only for Ryan to catch her in a DEVASTATING SPINEBUSTER!! The crowd is deflated once more as Velvet looks over at Angel, telling her “IS SHE WORTH IT? IF SHE LOVED YOU, SHE WOULD BE HERE!” Those who can hear this let out a boo of a roar, but it doesn’t make Angel any more alive, as Dusk finally looks to go for a pin attempt here – 1…2…3-NO!! ANGLE KICKED OUT!!! Showing she has much more fight in her than that. Angel rises to her feet clutching the base of her spine, Ryan quick to follow up with another hard set of blows to the gut, then a blow to the face. Angel is rocked off balance until she starts firing shots of his own right back at Dusk, starting a flurry of blows that gets the crowd back into things, with a CHOP(Wooooo!), followed by another CHOP(Wooooo!), but just when she gains a head of steam, Dusk turns the momentum around and shoves Angel in a corner, kicking back and nailing several consecutive shoulder thrusts to his gut, prompting Angel to nearly fold up in the corner with each blow. Ryan then takes the withered Angel and tries to whip her into the opposite corner, but Angel backflips over Ryan’s head, sending the charging Extinction member crashing his chest against the corner!
Diamond “YES…..YES….COME ON ANGEL….THIS COULD BE YOUR CHANCE.”
Dusk’s huge body doesn’t recoil, instead leaving him hanging in pain in the corner. Angel sees her opening, rushes at Dusk and corner dropkicks him back into the post!! Dusk goes down hard for the first time, Angel finally able to get a count on – 1…2…NO!! Dusk lifts Angel’s body off of him with authority! Even so, Angel doesn’t let the big man get to his feet, rushing over to his still downed body and attempting to wrap him up in a submission hold, but Ryan is able to muscle his way out of Angel’s attempt. Angle though tries, continuing to pry at Ryan until he makes it to his legs, which she finds a way to wrap up before putting on…a surfboard stretch!? Angel, the 5’ 6”, 130 pound vegan has the 6’ 10”, 314 pound muscleman contorted in a modified surfboard stretch!! Angle is pulling Ryan’shead into her chest almost like a Dragon Sleeper has been mixed in with the placement of Angel’s forearm against Ryan’s neck. The crowd is eating this up, with Velvet looking on very worried as Angel is selling the intensity of the hold, but Dusk soon breaks free when his large legs break away from Angel’s much smaller ones, Ryan squatting to his feet with Angle still clutching his head, adjusting and putting Angel on his shoulder for the Dominator…but Angel squiggles off, grabbing Dusk and pushing him into the ropes and rolling him over for a victory roll – 1…2…NO!! Ryan’s powerful legs again get him out of that one, throwing Angel pretty far as well. She makes some room between her and Dusk before charging back at the big man…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE CORNER!! ANGEL FOLDS HEAD OVER HEELS IN THE CORNER!!
Baxter “NOPE….IT’S OVER…Angel just LOST her wings on that one.”
Angel collapses out of the corner, Velvet meanwhile with a huge smile on her face from watching her rival squashed like a bug. Dusk then roams over and takes the damaged Angel and forces her back into a corner, taking a few steps back, before charging with a CORNER HIP ATTACK!! Ryan’s waistline crashes into the Angel’s ribs, doubling her over and possibly causing internal bleeding. Ryan’s expression doesn’t change at all, staying ridiculously stoic to counter Velvet’s hyena like expression on the outside. The air has once again left the arena, Dusk’s face seething as he pulls Angel out of the corner and covers – 1…2…3…NO!!! ANGEL STAYS ALIVE!! The crowd loves the fight still left in Angel, Velvet screams at Ryan to finish it now, prompting Ryan to lift Angel up into a suplex…and leave her in the air before bringing Angel back down with the delayed vertical suplex. Angel almost seems done for, but to add insult we see Velvet nod to Kenneth on the outside, as the other Extinction member hops onto the apron distracting the official Ray Ramsey who immediately tells Ridge to “GET DOWN”, leaving Angel helpless as Dusk with a handful of hair as he drags Angel towards the bottom rope where Velvet is standing, the HEAT is unbearable as Velvet reaches forward with a CLOSED FIST DELIVERING A PUCH RIGHT INTO THE JAW OF ANGEL!!!!!! Ridge finally drops down from the apron as Dusk toss’s Angel into a near by corner as he looks for ANOTHER RUNNING HIP ATTACK…NOBODY HOME!! It’s Dusk now who crashes into the iron post, forced into the corner! Angel takes this moment to heed to her midsection before getting up and rushing at the cornered big man…EXPLODING CORNER DROPKICK!!
Diamond "THE HEART, THE PASSION, THE NEVER SAY DIE ATTITUDE. How could you NOT root for this woman?”
Baxter “Because she’s NOT Velvet.”
Dusk gets hit with a bursting move, but still doesn’t go down, just gingerly stepping out of the corner. Angel sees an opportunity and gets on the apron before climbing to the top rope…FLYING KNEE TO THE SKULL!! AND RYAN DUSK FINALLY FALLS!! The mighty oak comes crashing down, possibly concussed, Angel roaming over for a perhaps miracle cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Dusk bench presses Angel off of him, almost sending the Cruiserweight through the ropes and to the floor, however, when Dusk tries to sit up and recover, Angel tries to chicken wing both of his arms, looking for another submission…NO! Dusk is just too big and too powerful to wrap up in the submission, just tossing Angel over his shoulders. But the fierce and focused Angel rolls through the toss, plants her feet, and nails the seated Dusk with a SHOOT ROUNDHOUSE TO THE TEMPLE!! Angel with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Again, Dusk tosses Angel off of him, this time sending her through the ropes and to the floor!
Diamond “Watch out for THAT no good Jezebel here. Ref.”
The referee’s attention is strictly on Velvet & Angle on the outside as in the ring Ridge has rolled in looking to help Ryan back to his feet. Velvet is shouting…”IT’S OVER-AH…….GIVE IT UP….BITCH YOU’LL NEVER FACE ME!!!”, Angel for her part lifts herself off the floor but gets into a kneeling position…….arms out stretched….she looks right at Velvet and smiles……
“LORD……I NEED YOUR HELP…….GOD..…..HELP ME!!!!!”
B L A C K O U T
Baxter “NO! SHE CAN'T CALL HIM”
When the lights return standing behind Ridge & Dusk are…. DIXON……FRAZIER…..REP INC!!!!!!!! The cheers are HUGE, as each man holds a an aluminum baseball batt as they BOTH SMASH THE BATS OFF THE BACK OF THE EXTINCTION’S HEADS!!!!!!!! On the outside Velvet has lost it LEAPING AT ANGEL WITH LEFT & RIGHTS!!!!!!! The official has to try and break up the two women, while inside the ring Ridge & Dusk find themselves the victims of a NEVER-ENDING BASEBALL SHOTS!!!! Frazier & Dixon each grab a section of Kenneth Ridge and THROW HIM UP & OVER THE TOP ROPE CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE BELOW!!!!!! Meanwhile Ryan Dusk starts to stand as Dixon reaches under his shirt and TASER’S…..TASER’S….RYAN DUSK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!!!!!
Diamond “ A TASER…….REP INC JUST TASERED RYAN DUSK…..DON’T TAS ME BRO….IS RIGHT!!!!”
Baxter “GOD….FROST…..YOUR PEOPLE NEED YOU TO SAVE THEM FROM THESE GANGSTERS”
Dusk’s body is convulsing on the canvas as both Dixon & Frazier slide out of the ring as the official finally removes the women from each other bit when all three look at the downed body of Dusk in the ring, that’s when Angel sprints back into the ring as Velvet is left stunned on the outside as he walks around the ring looking over at the body of Ridge through what’s left of a table while REP INC blow kisses Velvet’s way. Angel has climbed to the top rope as she looks down at Velvet…..
“SEE YOU AT WRESTLEWAR’S…..BITCH!!!!!”
ANGEL LEAPS OFF WITH A TOP ROPE MONNAULST!!!!! PICTURE PERFECT LANDING…..INTO THE COVER-ONE……TWO……THREE!!!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Diamond “YES…..YES….YES…..YOU SONS OF BITCHES….YOU’LL GET YOURS….YOU’LL GET YOURS!!!!!”
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…..(POP)……of the match as a result of a pin fall and earning a match at WrestleWar’s against Velvet…(heat)…..ANGELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
Velvet is shown SCREAMING like a cray lady on the outside as she backs up towards the entrance way, in the ring both Frazier & Dixon join Angel who nods her head as she reaches into her top and pulls out two wads of cash and hands it off to the members of REP INC!!!!!
“Oh Velvet…Velvet….UP HERE”
There’s a POP as Matt Hopkins appears on the Titantron.
Hopkins: I really don’t mean to pile the bad news onto you already, I mean you just saw Angel DEFEAT…(POP)…..Ryan Dusk via PIN FALL, meaning that Angel verse Velvet is ON AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!
HUGE POP
Hopkins: Not only that but ladies you two will also see history made in your match with the debut of the WGWF's newest referee……. CIRCA!!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Velvet looks down at the entrance way and standing there in WGWF Referee attire is CIRCA!!!!! Shaking her head back and forth Velvet is stunned as Circa approaches her as Velvet back RIGHT INTO ANGEL ON THE ENTRANCE WAY!!!!!! The two begin trading left’s & rights until Velvet lands a poke to the eye turning BACK INTO A SUPER KICK VIA CIRCA!!!!!!!
Velvet is out cold on the entrance way as Circa and Angel embrace on the stage before Circa tell her…”COVER”…..Angel falls to her knees and “cover’s” Velvet as Circa counts…….”ONE”…..”TWO”…..”THREE!!!!!!!”
The last shot is that of CIRCA RAISING THE HAND OF ANGEL TO A MASSIVE REACTION!!!!!!!!
Partners or Problems?
Camera’s cut back to Brawl backstage interview set up where Denise Essex is standing by with a very unique guest.
Essex: The road to WrestleWar’s just rolls on here in the Wells Fargo Center tonight and speaking about rolling…..
“MORE LIKE SQUASHING”
The HEAT is there from syllable one as Alyce Starchylde walks into the scene with her “victorious” White Rabbit.
Essex: There’s certainly no denying that , it’s the White Rabbit is it?
Denise looks to extend her microphone towards the masked man, but all that can be heard is muffled deep breathing as Alyce forceful brings down Denise’s arm so that the microphone is near her lips as well as shooting her a dirty look.
Starchylde: DOWN HERE PLEASE…..*ugh*….who do you think you are Denise? Always looking for the scoop instead of focusing on the REAL STORY standing right in front of you, THE REAL QUEEN….(HEAT)….standing right in front of you…..what MY “beast” did better than John Cable could ever hope to be….he went out at MY behest and DESTROYED that pathetic wannabe TRYKE rider in the middle of that ring, maybe he can pedal his big wheel to the Garden in two weeks and get his ass DUMPED out of the ring in less time then it took MY White Rabbit like the PISS ANT….(HEAT), he truly is! This is just the start in TWO WEEKS, two weeks I will get to right the wrong that has lingered in MY kingdom for TWO YEAR. WrestleWar’s Twelve will become a distant memory and inside that Chamber the QUEEN’S….. (heat)…..I said the QUEEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN WILL FINALLY BEGIN!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Starchylde: HA and you know while were at it I want the so called peasant “universe”….(HEAT)….I want you to all forget the Extinction…(HEAT)….ignore that JACK-ASS in the box Xmyles…(Heat), hell basically ignore just about EVERYBODY WHO ISN’T ME….(HEAT)….or a member of MY Wonderland…..(heat)….the White Rabbit….and in a few weeks the return of JACKDAW…(more heat)…soon WE will be the ONLY Royal Court that matters!
“Well won’t that be GLORIOUS”
Mixed POP, Starchylde clearly rolls here eyes as TRISTAN SLATER walks gingerly into frame. Slater dressed in a simple pair of jeans, shirtless with his mid section tapped up heavily steps and gently pushes Denise out of the frame as the White Rabbit now steps in between Slater & his “Queen”. As Slater is forced to tilt his head up towards the masked man.
Slater: Easy there big man….(Slater proceeds to slap the White Rabbit on the chest)….hell of a job squashing a jobber….now….”Bunny”.
Starchylde: RABBIT!
Slater (Side steps the White Rabbit): Whatever, I’m not here looking to guess pet names I’m here trying to talk with my partner.
Starchylde: PARTNER? Hahahahahahaha……. PARTNER’S? You MUST be joking Tristian….I FUCKING HATE YOU……the ONLY thing I would ever want to “talk” with you about is where I hang your head on MY WALL!
Slater: You think this a fantasy of mine sweet cheeks? It’s a DAMNING REALITY, when the GLORIOUS ONE has to team with a LOSER…(mild pop)….like you, the same LOSER who I beat two years ago I now have to “TRUST” and “HOPE” you can actually WIN a match. Talk about your living HELL’S, however there’s something WORSE than you and me…..HUNTER and Cable….heck…add Page and Camden to that sentence and at WrestleWar’s we’re BOTH fucked out of a chance at that championship. We need to WORK TOGETHER……STARTING TONIGHT.
Starchylde: Awe is da Glorious One afraid of da big bad BEAST and the old meany HUNTER?
Slater: You think this is a joke?
Starchylde: Yep, I’ll be LAUGHING MY ASS OFF LEAVING YO ALONE IN THAT RING GETTING YOUR ASS KICKED!!!!!
Slater: Fine. But who do you think will be NEXT? It certainly won’t be Cable, Camden, HUNTER or even Page….hell Andy may already be out after his head was SMASHED into a tv screen last week….so Alyce do you have enough big men dressed up in other animal cracker mask’s to SAVE YOU? Or is REALITY finally setting in, after me it’s YOU!!!
Slater & Starchylde are nose mere inches away from the other as Alyce face changes from distain into a look of defeat.
Starchylde: (gritting her teeth): Fine….tonight and TONIGHT ONLY….. we have a truce.
Slater: Agreed, thank you.
The camera pans out showing a wider shot of the two superstars each with hand behind their back, fingers crossed.
Starchylde: Now since you have my attention…..so what’s the ugh I can’t believe I’m saying this…..what’s the plan….partner?
Slater (grinning): Well since you asked…..(Slater looks right over at the camera)……not here ANYONE could be watching.
Both Alyce & Tristian walk off shot as the two can be heard whispering as cameras cut for a break.
*** Commercial Break ***
A Tale of Two Superstars
We return to ringside where cameras have focused on both Professor Baxter & Derrick Diamond at the announce desk.
Diamond: Folks we are just a few weeks away from the BIGGEST show of the year, WrestleWar’s live from the worlds most famous arena will play host to some of the most brutal, barbaric and in this case personal rivalries the WGWF have witnessed.
Baxter: BUT the match between John Tolly and Brian Cady is one fueled with recent rage but just beneath the most recent attacks, there seemed to be a much more shared history of hatred between the two.
Diamond: So this past week the WGWF had both men sit down separately to tell their stories on the road to WrestleWar’s……..
Cameras leave ringside to show a montage of both Brian Cady & John Tolly walking into an empty room where only a stool, back light and a few bottles of water sat as each man get’s mic’ed up by a production assistant and each looking into the camera in front of them.
Tolly & Cady: Just go whenever?
Director (off screen) “Yes, whenever your ready”
Cady: Listen so do all yourselves a favour when that rat tail idiot opens his mouth replace the sound with a donkey, because that JACKASS will try and bend, twist and wrap the truth to his SICK standards. You want to know the REAL story between him and I? Well I’ve got nothing but time so here it goes……
Tolly: It all goes back to New York, I spent time there as a teenager, I spent time there with my sister, Jimmy, Vito and this little street rat named Brian.
Cady: It’s true before WE ever stepped into a ring together I knew Johnny boy, see I was a street rat and HE, he was a rich bitch but we hung out for less than a New York minute but just because we knew each other as kids doesn’t mean we were EVER pals.
Tolly: Obviously, we lost touch as so many childhood friends do but for all his faults, we shared a passion for THIS sport. We wanted to be wrestlers so imagine my surprise when we would meet all these years later. I was happy for him, I though he was happy for me, I really though we’d be a tag team, I also thought I’d be 42 time world champions, obviously dreams die, goals change and Brain…..he was never the same Brain but after the accident …..well that’s really not for me to say but that same spark of desire faded, he was now filled with an inferno a never ending rage in fact every time I see him now, he’s always ready to…..
Cady: PUKE…..I WANTED TO PUKE when I saw him standing there like a noob…..he wore this shit stain brown trunks with an orange stripe going up the side, like the Cleveland Brown just rejected this wannabe. This grown man playing dress up….a FAILED football career transitions into an even BIGGER FAILURE OF A WRESTLING ONE. Although to Johnny Boy and his PAID for FAKE CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS, he’ll go on and on about how many federations he was in. Funny. Because each one HE PAID FOR, his dead mommy and daddy paid for….the RWF, UWXF, WXWZ and everything else that PHONEY has ever claimed are nothing but very expensive figments of his imagination. At the END of the day before he was able to slither his worthless carcass into the WGWF and before he spent all those years “wrestling” hobo’s on train cars he and I actually had a try out match back in the old XWF days……..
Tolly: It was him and me together again, in fact the whole crew was there to watch at least the crew that hung around with me. Cady really didn’t have anybody in his corner that day, except for a bucket hie used to piss in. I shit you not, Brain…. he’s always been out there but on that day it all caught up to him. It’s pretty sad when you think about it, so much hope and in less than a second…POOF….gone in a blink of an eye a capable and confident man lost to mental sickness becoming this snivelling shell of himself I couldn’t care it. Maybe I should have done more, maybe I should have taken sympathy on him that day….maybe I should have just kicked his ass then, cutting the cancer out before it had time to grow into the degenerate person now standing in my way today. Maybe’s.
Camera changes from individual shots of the two into a spilt screen of both men
Director (off screen) “So who won that match?”
Cady/Tolly: I DID/I LET HIM WIN
Tolly: It’s probably a mistake I wouldn’t make today, but then…call me a past bleeding heart but having money and means and then looking at a CHARITY case…..it’s not easy to say no. I’ve gotten better at it since then but at that moment Brian wanted…no he NEEDED….it was like oxygen for the lungs, Brain NEEDED to win to live, he needed a home…the XWF seemed to fit…….so I took the fall and I hate to sound bitter but the WRONG man won on that day……..
Cady: THAT day still brings a smile to my face, I mean you should have seen the look of utter HUMILIATION on Johnny Boy’s face that day. It was like him seeing his private chief jerk off in his salad and then being force to EAT IT WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE. It was than kind of day, I actually get off on it a little bit. So why? Why if I already murdered the man’s dreams all the way back then, then why today do I cause him pain?
Cady smiles wickedly
Cady: It’s a secret.
Tolly: It’s no secrete, this thing between Brian and I…..is personal….but I can’t speak for the mentally ill but I can damn sure guess why this thing has escalated……it’s because I “robbed” him of a WrestleWar’s moment. But before Tolly SCREWED Cady, Cady SCREWED CADY….see when I say I can’t speak for crazy people….I really have no idea why Brian attacked me back when Brawl debuted and the more I think about it the LESS I care. He attacked me, period end of story. The Why DOESN’T matter the HOW….THE HOW I SCREWED HIM OVER…..well that mattered….in that moment I saw the old Brain again, that WORTHLESS, REPLUSIVE and most of all SCARED GUTTER SLUT……
Cady: GUTTER….you people sent me to the GUTTER with my opponent on May 25th to have to get my hands dirty again when they TEAR out chunks of that rat’s hair….well…..maybe I’ll get lucky and pull out what’s left of his brain and finally read the mind of a LOSER after all. See I’m sure Johnny Boy is going on and on and on about how this whole “match” is about revenge, payback for ROBBING me out of a chance at MY WRESTLEWAR’S MOMENET….and he’s right….well HALF right, makes sense though since Johnny Boy always been HALF A STEP BEHIND……this IS about revenge but NOT MINE….oh….no….nunnno…..Johnny Boy….this about somebody’s else’s thirst for vengeance, this person was so DESPERATE for you to SUFFER Tolly they sought me out, a REAL voice of the past who’s echo is about to SHATTER your future, that is IF you beat me…..we BOTH know you can’t but it’ll be fun to watch you try and FAIL…..AGAIN…..and the bonus….I get to INFLICT AS MUCH PAIN AS I LIKE…..in fact Jonny boy a preview if you like…….
Cady opens his mouth and reaches into his pants pocket pulling out a pair of needle nose pillars which is places into his mouth and RIPS OUT A TOOTH, SCREAMING IN PLEASURE? Blood has now begun to seep out of Cady’s mouth as he looks over to the side at the director…..
Cady: HEY….COME HERE!!!!!
Cameras switch over to Tolly as a hand reaches into frame with a wadded up piece of paper.
Director “He wanted you to have this, a taste of things to come he said”
Tolly (Opens up the wad of paper and his face is one of disgust): A tooth?
Director” HIS tooth.”
Tolly: This is what I meant when I can’t speak for the actions of CRAZY people…..but it sends the right message….WrestleWar’s…..the city of New York…..watch…..watch as a MAD DOG get’s PUT DOWN…..permanently!
Life, Death & Tax III
Cameras return backstage to Borden’s Bash and the HEAT is HUGE as Raziel, now dressed in more accurate attire of jeans, un tucked black silk shirt along with a crimson sports coat completing the ensemble as Raziel walks over face to face with Borden with a grin plastered all over his face……
Raziel: WOOOOOO……RIC…….WOOOOOO or in your case BOO-HOO about that masked FREAK kicking the CRAP OUT OF YOU……..
Borden: What do you want BROTHER?
Raziel: Easy…easy there Terry I wouldn’t want to have I don’t know….SHOVE YOUR HEAD THROUGH A CAR WINDOW….(HEAT)……no…..no….NO….Brother….I come in peace…..(Raziel grabs a glass of champagne)…I’ve come NOT to gloat that even when WrestleWar’s takes place I’ll still make MORE than the winner of your six figure battle royal……(HEAT)….but since my card is currently empty and your looking for some ACTUAL talent…..
“DUDE WE GOT ACTUAL TALENT”
There’s small POP as Bill & Ted the “Dancing Dudes” walk into the room with a boom box
Bill & Ted: We’ve got SO MUCH TALENT….WE’RE GONNA WIN AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!
Raziel (both he & Terry actually each roll their eyes before looking back at the other): Like I said Brother….since my card is currently empty and your looking for some ACTUAL talent…..well then BROTHER….sign ME UP!!!!!
HEAT
“NO”
Matt Hopkins walks into the shot, now it’s him & Raziel standing face to face with Matt taking the glass of champagne out of the hands of Raziel and tossing the liquid out onto the floor.
Hopkins: You know I though I would come in here screaming and shouting…..I mean what you did….your nothing but a PRICK in an expensive jacket…..but…..I’m not….I’m not even going to have you sit in a jail for a night for assault charges……because your not responsible…Tax was under MY protection and……
Raziel: And just like Tax and sobriety you BOTH ARE NOTHING BUT FAILURES
Hopkins: Yes, tonight I did FAIL him…..but YOU provoked him, AGAIN!
Raziel: You forgot I probably concussed him……
Hopkins: No….actually you didn’t do that, you FAILED to END him and I’m obliged to make up for MY failure and grant a request……May 25th….WrestleWar’s….YOU VERSE TAX!!!!!
MEGA POP
Baxter “He CAN’T…HE CAN’T …..TAX IS STILL IN REHAB…DERRICK!!!!!”
Raziel (laughing):…HAHAHAHA…..Matt….such the jokester….but we BOTH know Tax is SUSPENDED…….(HEAT)….THAT Dumbass DRUNK….(HEAT)….can’t compete in this ring for another TWO weeks at least. So please Matt save yourself the embarrassment of telling LIES, if you want me to sit out WrestleWar’s and STILL collect my fat pay check.
Hopkins: NON-SANCTIONED…….(POP)……on May 25th the WGWF will NOT sanction a fight between you two but you will BOTH be in that ring for up to twenty minutes and while the match WILL NEVER HAPPEN....the result....the result WILL be recorded in the history books, whatever happens next….is up to the BOTH of you….but Raz I’d watch out for ANY car windows……
MEGA POP
Diamond “WOW…..TAX….RAZEIL NON SANCTIONED AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following contest is set for one fall with a thirty minute time limit, introducing first he is a former WGWF Intercontinental Champion, (pop)….hailing from Bulawayo, Zimbabwe…MARCUSSS….ENDERTONNNNNN!!!!!
"Hysteria" by Ceremony blasts out over the arena as Marcus Enderton strides out onto the entrance ramp, hair slicked back and a look of purpose on his face as he drops to a predator-like crouch on the ramp. Three rounds of two pyros - one red, one yellow and one orange - go off on each side of the ramp. Marcus jumps back to his feet and continues his purposeful stride to the base of the ring, then transitions into a slide under the bottom rope and hops to his feet. He heads for the nearest turnbuckle, hops atop it and crouches in that same hunting-animal style before dropping back to the mat, turning to survey the ringside area as he awaits the start of the match.
Diamond “Look into his EYES, that fire, that RAGE is burning for ONE MAN….A BASTARD…..A RUTHLESS….VILVE…..PEICE OF CRAP……”
Baxter “ Hey….Hey…easy there Derrick, that piece of CRAP has not ONE BUT TWO….TWO PIN FALL VICTORIES OVER MARCUS…..tonight he’ll make it three and at WrestleWar’s it will be FOUR with TRINITY GOLD.”
Diamond “NOT A CHANCE, speaking of which those Trinity Title on display here next to us reminding the WGWF Universe of the newest division about to take off here in the WGWF.”
Donald Master’s: And introducing his opponent, he is a WGWF HALL OF FAME’ER….(HEAT)…..hailing from the KINGDOM OF HEAVEN…..(MORE HEAT)…..the WGWF’S Lod and Savior….the ONE TRUE GOD…..(MEGA HEAT)……..PAULLLLLLLL……FROSTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
It’s pitch black inside the Well’s Fargo Arena as that single spotlight illuminates the entrance way as the smoke again fills from above & below and that distinct silhouette of Paul Frost in his signature pose is projected as his wall of teal sparks falls from the entrance way above as Frost walks out on stage. This crowd’s utter hatred for the man is something to be expected. As Frost dressed in his signature dark teal trunks, with black, sliver & gold lettering adorn “God’s” body along with his cane he makes his way down towards the ring.
Diamond “Watch OUT HERE!!!!”
Frost is half-way down the ramp when the crowd explodes, as Marcus Enderton has exited the ring through the ropes and charges up to greet “God” , Frost barely has time to realise what is coming his way before Enderton is on him. At full speed, the Marcus hits and levels Paul with a brutal shot, sending him stumbling backwards. The crowd is buzzing at the rage of Enderton, as he pursues the stunned Frost to the top of the ramp. Nervously, referee Justin King yells to the timekeeper to ring the bell, before hurrying out of the ring to try and establish some control to the contest. Marcus drills Frost with another stiff shot at the top of the ramp, sending him stumbling over to the side and the hard wood floor, where all of the excess equipment is kept. The referee makes it there finally and screams at Marcus to take it to the ring, but he doesn’t hear a word of it, consumed by rage as he is. Meanwhile Frost slips away across the floor, trying to regain his senses, but Marcus is in hot pursuit.
Baxter “REF….HEY REF….do your job and get control dammit.”
As Marcus takes Frost and throws him into the nearby equipment, comprising of railings and tables, which “God” bounces off painfully, the smack of his bare flesh all too audible. Frost slips down the wall, but Marcus pulls him straight back up and drills him with a hard-European uppercut, almost knocking Paul Frost up & over the railing. King is doing is best to try and reason with Marcus here, Enderton finally turns around finally with a vicious look on his face and shoves King away, sending the veteran referee staggering backwards. As Marcus turns back and Frost capitalises on the slight distraction, drilling Enderton with a hard shot with his taped fist, sending him staggering backwards. Frost shakes the cobwebs away before hurrying after his opponent, looking to maintain the advantage. He nails Marcus with another stiff shot, Marcus retreats back to the entrance way trying to keep his balance Frost stalks his man, as the crowd get a prime view of the two superstars on the top of the ramp. Frost then slugs Marcus in the face again, but Marcus hits him right back. The two exchange blows back and forth in a furious flurry much to the noisy delight of the fans, before Marcus ducks Frost’s latest shot, and catches him with a stinging uppercut, taking him off his feet. The redness is taking over Marcus’s face, as he seethes, and he gives his enemy no respite, bringing Frost back up to his feet by the back of his head and taking him across to the other equipment area. Across the wooden floor, Marcus gets a run up before tossing Frost into a pile of crates shoulder first with a harsh thud. Frost crumples to the ground with a gasp, unable to regain control, as Marcus pounces on him immediately. Enderton then lines up Frost for another uppercut, but ‘God’ manages to drive his knee into the mid section of the Enderton instead, taking control. He quickly tries to capitalise and attempts an Irish Whip … but Marcus counters and instead sends Frost crashing into the hard crowd barrier! Paul Frost hits the steel hard and buckles with a groan, whilst the manic crowd try to reach over to get a feel of one of their villains. Marcus is there almost immediately though, slamming Frost’s face of the railing without remorse, completely ignoring King’s pleas. Marcus, showing his intense, mean and downright psychotic brawling side, takes Frost by the hair again and leads him off across the concrete before shoving ‘God’ up & over the barrier right into the crowd. The screams are deafening now, as Marcus does the same, vaulting the railing and picking up Frost by the hair again, before leading him off deeper and deeper into the screaming masses in search of more punishment.
Baxter “ When did this become a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH?”
Diamond “It didn’t but the HATRED Marcus has for Paul, well with WrestleWar’s only weeks away did you really think rules were going to be followed?”
The cameraman tries desperately to follow the two athletes, but they become quickly lost amongst the fans. From above we can see Marcus leading Frost through the horde by the hair, occasionally nailing him with a stiff right hand, encouraged by the crowd. Referee Justin King is in there too now amongst it all, trying to get some control into the match. Finally the cameraman is able to get into the crowd with the combatants, as Marcus slams Frost off the nearby crowd steps! Still brimming with intensity, Enderton rams Frost into the nearby rail, where all of the fans stand above and below. The security guards try to separate the superstars from the crowd, but it does not seem to be working. The chaos of the brawl is all too evident, as is the deafening cries of the fans. Feeding off the atmosphere, Marcus drags Frost back up by the hair and leads him off once again into the foray at a great pace. The two of them go crashing through the fans and tumbling over the barricade, back over onto the entrance ramp, where they sprawl out! Whilst Frost writhes around in agony, Marcus pulls himself back up quickly and drags Frost up with him too. ‘God’ is quick off the mark though, kicking Enderton in the gut, before drilling him with a stinging right hand. Marcus stumbles backwards across the ramp and Frost grabs him from behind, slamming him back into the barricade. As Marcus nearly crumples, but Frost tries desperately to press the advantage, hooking his arm and going for a Snap Suplex … but Enderton reverses it and Suplexes ‘God’on the steel ramp to some minor “Oooos” from the crowd. Frost clutches his spine in agony, eyes wide with pain, as Marcus shakes the cobwebs away too, before jumping back up to his feet. Still looking to do some serious damage Marcus then drills him with a series of hard kicks to the mid section, doubling him over. Dragging Frost back to his feet, he nails another European uppercut, knocking Frost stumbling back down the ramp towards the ring. Marcus roars with intensity before heading after Frost, finally making it to the ring area. Paul is leaning against the crowd barricade, clearly trying to re-gather his senses … but drives his knee straight into Marcus’s gut when he comes near. He then shoves Marcus’s head between his legs and begins to try and set him up for a PILEDRIVER on the outside … but Marcus fights out of it, taking Frost down. Quickly, he grabs Frost’s legs in a catapult position and sends him crashing backwards into the barricade … BUT CRUSHES THE REFEREE INTO THE BARRICADE!
Diamond “This CAN’T be good here.”
The crowd “Oooos” as Justin King goes down hard on the outside, not moving after such a hard shot. Marcus only gives the unconscious referee a brief glance before pulling Frost back up to his feet and leading him over to the ring steps. As Marcus tries to drive Paul’s face into the steps, but ‘God’ manages to block it, forcing an elbow into Marcus’s mid section and instead slamming Endteron’s head into the steel with a bump. Without even bothering to recover himself, Frost repeats the move, driving Marcus’s face first into the steps. We get another brief shot of King, who is still showing no signs of movement, crumpled up against the barricade. The match has seemingly gotten out of control though, beyond pin falls, beyond count outs: an unsanctioned street fight. Frost then shakes the cobwebs away before taking Marcus by the head once again and dragging him over to the announce tables, throwing him face first into the Spanish one. With Marcus reeling, Frost tries to establish some form of control, taking Marcus and tossing him under the bottom rope into the ring at last! As Frost shouts towards the time keeper…….”RING THE DAMN BELL”
*Ding…Ding*
Baxter “FINALLY the match is BACK to where it needs to be inside that ring. Where GODDDDD, can finally put down this little prick!”
Seemingly forgetting the condition of the official, Frost crawls in after his opponent, as Marcus struggles over to the ropes to try and pull himself back up. But Frost drills a hard boot to the gut. Holding onto the top rope for some extra leverage, Frost puts the boots to Marcus again and again and again, his face screwed up with intensity, before dropping down to his knees and trying to choke the life out of him. The crowd boos wildly, whilst Marcus’s legs flail in desperation and Frost snarls uncaringly. Finally releasing the hold, Paul tries to assess the situation, with his enemy down. Paul then clambers back up to his feet and pulls Marcus up too. Frost then places Marcus up against the ropes and goes to whip him across the ring … but Marcus reverses, pulling Frost’s arm in, getting underneath the arm and … NAILING THE SAVANA SLAM!
Diamond “YOU WERE SAYING BAXTER……..THE SAVANA SLAM….THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!!!”
Out of absolutely nowhere, Marcus Endteron hits his finishing manoeuvre on ‘God’, the REVERSE SIT OUT SLEEPER SLAM connects sending the crowd into a frenzy. Marcus, still reeling, crawls over to the motionless Frost and hooks the leg for a certain cover.
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NO REFEREE!
Baxter ‘Well what do you know Derrick the match ISN’T over after all.”
Marcus looks around, clearly frustrated, mouthing “Shit” to himself, before climbing back up to his feet and looking for the match official. Spying King still on the outside, Marcus quickly exits the ring and goes after him. Pulling the still dazed referee up to his feet, Marcus leads him back to the ring, pushing him onto the apron before rolling back into the ring himself. Enderton leans over the top rope to try and pull the flailing King back up … but Paul Frost is back and spins Marcus around, he blocks Paul’s right hand attempt thought and drills him with one of his one, before nailing to swift uppercuts to the jaw, sending ‘God’ staggering backwards into the ropes and bouncing off. He lands in Marcus’s waiting arms, and he goes for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex … but Frost shoves him off into the ropes … AND MARCUS ACCIDENTALLY KNOCKS JUSTIN KING OFF THE APRON AND INTO THE CROWD BARRICADE!!!
Diamond “ It is just not a good day to be a WGWF referee around these parts.”
The crowd “Oooos” once again , Marcus rebounds straight off the ropes STRAIGHT INTO A FROST BITE…..THE FROST BITE OUTTA NOWHERE CONNECTS!!!!!
Baxter “NOW IT’S OVER….THE FROST BITE CONNECTS!!!!!”
Clearly oblivious of the situation at hand, Frost crawls on top of Marcus and hooks the leg.
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NO REFEREE!
After at least ten seconds of covering Marcus, Frost looks around furiously in search of the official, before releasing the cover and standing to his feet. He looks around … but here comes referee Goose Mahoney charging down to the ring. Frost screams at the official to hurry up, before jumping back on top of Marcus for another cover, as Mahoney slides straight under the bottom rope into an immediate count.
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One
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Two
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Th… NO!
Marcus flings his shoulder up off the canvas at the last possible moment, and the crowd erupts into cheers, whilst Frost rolls away from the cover, completely aghast, a vicious scowl fixed upon his face. Frost glares at Goose Mahoney, holding up three fingers desperately, demanding to know how that was not a three count. Goose protests that he did all he could, but that is clearly not enough for the egomaniacal ‘GOD’, who gets back up to his feet quickly and shoves the referee aggressively to boos from the crowd. Goose hits the ropes and comes right back with a shove of his own, somewhat startling Frost. Goose points to his referee’s badge desperately, proclaiming his authority. Frost just scowls at Goose turning back towards Marcus before spinning back … AND NAILING MAHONEY WITH A FROST BITE!!!!!!!
Diamond “THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!!!!! Striking an official, he should be FINED dammit or maybe even suspended.”
Baxter “Oh so when Marcus hits an official that’s an accident but when God does it, you treat it like he threw them off a roof or something. HYPOCRITE Derrick, hypocrite.”
The crowd pours HEAT on ‘God’, who just looks down on the motionless frame of yet another official with total contempt. As Frost clambers back up and turns around … straight into a vicious uppercut from Marcus, who has seemingly recovered from the “Bite”. Marcus hammers Frost with a series of hard blows, sending him back into the ropes. As Marcus goes for the Irish Whip, but Frost reverses it and sends Marcus rebounding off the ropes. Enderton comes back and ducks Frost’s swipe, before rebounding again, ducking another clothesline attempt and grinding to a halt behind Frost and grabbing him by the waist … NAILING A GERMAN SUPLEX OUT OF THE BLUE! Marcus keeps his hands well and truly locked and pops his hips, bringing him back up for a Second German Suplex! The crowd is buzzing as he comes up once again, looking to complete the hat trick; Paul reaches out desperately for the top rope … and gets it! Wearied, ‘God’ frantically blocks the next German Suplex and swings back with his elbow, trying to break Marcus’s vice-like grip. Marcus shoves Paul back into the ropes and sends him across the canvas into the opposite set before he comes flying back … straight into Marcus’s arms … WHO NAILS A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX OVER THE TOP ROPE, SENDING FROST CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE!”
Baxter “Don’t have to tell me twice.”
The crowd gives a HUGE POP for this move; as the Marcus gets himself even move psyched up in the ring, slapping himself in the face, before heading out after his opponent. As Frost is left to lye up against the barricade flat on his back, a dazed expression upon his face after the Suplex to the floor. As Marcus shows no compassion, as he drags ‘God’ back up and leads him over to the steel steps, slamming Frost head first into the solid metal. The smack of Frost’s skull isn’t enough for Marcus though, as he takes him over to the announce table where Diamond & Baxter sit as Marcus SLAMS FROST OFF THE TABLE…..sending him sprawling over the surface, the two commentators get out of the way quickly, as Marcus pursues his enemy. Marcus joins Frost behind the announce table and drives his head into it consecutively, spurred on by the fans. The crowd behind is on fire, as Marcus knocks Frost back down with a stiff European uppercut, before searching around for something behind the table. He pulls out an electrical chord to the delight of the fans, wrapping it around Frost’s throat, and begins to choke the life out the 4 time WGWF Champion. Upon Frost’s forehead we can see he blood now present there, brought on from the constant abuse. As Frost tries to crawl away, still with the wire wrapped around his throat, dragging Marcus with him, crawling across the terrified timekeeper, as well as Donald Master’s. Marcus climbs out from behind the table and gets behind ‘God’, tugging on the chord again and again and … RING BELL OFF THE SKULL!
Diamond ‘”GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY THAT HAS TO HAVE CRACKED HIS SKULL DAMMIT!!!”
Marcus goes down instantly from the heinous blow, as the “Oooos” go up throughout the arena. As Frost clutches the bell in his hand as though it were his best friend; he breathes hard, trying to get some air back to his lungs. As Paul glances down to where Marcus is sprawled on his hands and knees, clutching his head in agony. There is blood now trickling down Marcus’s forehead now, much like Frost’s. Groggily, clearly knocked for a loop by the bell shot, Marcus pulls himself up to his feet using the announce table, blinking through the blood and turns around to face Frost… A SECOND BELL SHOT TO THE HEAD!
Baxter “So NICE HE RANG IT TWICE”
Frost throws the weapon down furiously, ignoring the boos of the crowd, whilst Marcus lies on the floor on his back not moving. Frost looks over at the table where the Trinity Tag Titles have been place, grinning as he reaches down and brings the bloody Enderton back up to his feet and slams his wounded head into the announce table once again. Frost turns Marcus onto his back and drills him in the head over and over again with the taped fist, relishing the blood. Marcus stumbles away, but Frost grabs him, hooking his arm and nailing a Vertical Suplex, CRASHING MARCUS ACROSS THE TABLE WHICH DOESN’T BREAK!!!!!
Baxter “With God in FULL control there isn’t anybody…wait…WAIT…FROST WATCH OUT HERE!!!!!”
Fans POP HUGE, as both Frazier & Dixon appear from the crowd and JUMP FROST FROM BEHIND!!!! The cheers aren’t going anywhere as both members of Rep INC. begin to stomp away on the ‘God’ who had them beaten like dogs just two weeks ago. The stomps to the chest, groin and head of Frost look absolutely brutal as neither man is holding anything back, soon enough Dixon leaves the beating helping Marcus back to his feet as he leans up against the announce table with a smile on his face. Dixon rejoins Frazier as the two others AGAIN STOMP AWAY ON PAUL FROST!!!! Finally, each man grabs, and arm and hold Frost up as Marcus shouts….
“THROW HIM”
REP INC compiles as Frost is THROWN TOWARDS MARCUS WHO LIFTS HIM UP AND DRIVES HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!!!!!!
Diamond “THE POWER…..AND FINALLY THE PAIN THAT PRICK HAS FINALLY EARNED…..MARCUS AND REP INC BACK AGAIN!!!!”
Frost is left lifeless covered in blood; the imprints of boots have been left all over his body as he lies in what remains of the announce table and yet THIS ISN’T OVER!!!! The cheers get LOUDER as Andre and Rod drag ‘God’ out of the ruble and then proceed to head over to the Spanish Announce table, quickly the commentators have left for the hills as Marcus clears the top of the table off as well as drag BOTH steps of steel steps near the announce table as each member of Rep INC climbs the steps they LIFT FROST UP AND DOUBLE POWER BOMB FROST THROUGH THE SECOND ANNOUCE TABLE!!!!!!!!!
Baxter “NO…..LEAVE HIM ALONE…..YOU’VE WON ALRIGHT….GOD’S SUFFEREN ENOUGH”
Diamond “Get take HIS DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH…..Frost has EARNED all of this suffering….all of the pain his inflicted on others….and WITHOUT any of his buddies, his faithful, those fools who call him God…..NOTHING IS GOING TO SAVE GOD AFTER TONIGHT!!!”
The second warzone looks WORST than the first with Frost now almost sporting cracked or even broken ribs, his body a twisted mess but IT’S STILL NOT OVER!!!! Much to the delight of the crowd Andre & Rod drags Paul out of the ruble yet again this time sliding him back into the ring as Marcus Enderton has taken all three championship belts at ring side. Joining Rep INC in the ring, Marcus hands each member one of their “future” championship belts as each man unclasps the leather strap while Frost has dragged his body towards the rope where Marcus reaches into his tights and pulls out a SET OF HANDCUFFS!!!!!!!
Baxter “OH NO”
Diamond “PAYBACK’S A BITCH!!!!!”
The Wells Fargo Arena POP’S LOUD as Marcus has Frost back leans towards them up against the ropes as Marcus handcuff’s Frost through the middle rope as she walks back and joins Rep INC, each man looking at Frost like a hungry lion as ONE AT A TIME WHIP FROST IN THE BACK WITH THE TRINITY CHAMPIONSHIP STRAP!!!!!!!
“ALL TOGETHER”
“NO”
There’s MASSIVE HEAT as referee Justin King as slide back into the ring screaming “DON’T DO IT”
ALL THREE MEN WHIP THE LEATHER STRAPS AGAINST THE BACK OF PAUL FROST!!!!!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The Winner of the match as a result of a disqualification….Paul Frost!!!!!
It doesn’t matter about a “winner” as Frost broken & bloody body collapses still handcuffed to the ropes as cameras get in close showing Dixon, Marcus & Frazier standing in the middle of the ring with the WGWF TRINITY CHAMPIONSHIPS RAISED HIGH IN THE AIR WITH THE WRESTLEWAR’S SIGN VISABLE IN THE BACKGROUND!!!!!!
Diamond “This was JUST A TASTE of what’s to come on May 25th, the WGWF Trinity Championships will be decided, WE KNOW REP INC AND MARCUS WILL BE THERE….but will Paul Frost….will Ryan Dusk….will Kenneth Ridge or have they all FINALLY been given they’re own EXTINCTION?”
Partners or Problems? II
The Wells Fargo Arena POP’S as cameras return backstage showing John “the BEAST” Cable lifting a few weights, getting ready for his match later tonight.
“BEAST”
The POP’S keep coming as HUNTER walks into frame with a smile on his face, while Cable doesn’t bother to turn around, keeping focus on his workout instead.
HUNTER: Cable, great to see your getting ready. I get it the big dance is just days away….
Cable continues to pump iron leaving Hunter in an awkward silence.
HUNTER: That said John we’ve got to focus here, Starchylde and Slater…granted to two egomaniacs who will probably implode before the opening bell rings but….but they could always get their heads out of their ass’s and actually try and tale us out before WrestleWar’s and we both know that chances are will be the last two standing inside that chamber and then……well John if you’re just going to sit there, honestly I’m leaving the Garden the WGWF Champion.
Cable continues to pump iron
HUNTER: Really? John, buddy, pal…. PARTNER…..I’m looking for a little support here. Maybe a thought about tonight’s match, maybe you’d like to team up with a HALL OF FAME’ER AT WRESTLEWARS…(POP)…MAYBE……
In one fluid motion Cable drops the dumbbell turns & surprises HUNTER AS CABLE WRAPS HIS HAND AROUND HIS NECK AND PUSHES HIM UP AGAINST A WALL!!!
Cable: And MAYBE YOU SHOULD SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!!!
MIXED Pop
Cable (loosens his grip allowing HUNTER to catch his breath): Do I have your attention now PARTNER? DO I HAVE EVERYBODY’S ATTENTION? It doesn’t matter, last week I took that worthless Hall of Fame’er….and CHOKED SLAMMED SLATER THOUGH A TABLE…..tonight I’ll do it again, I’ll do the same to EACH AND EVERY PERSON…WHO STANDS IN MY WAY…..whether it’s tonight or at WrestleWar’s….listen to me HUNTER….I DON’T WANT A PARTNERSHIP….I WANT THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP….so do yourself and your new wife a favor…STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!!!
The MIXED reaction continues as Cable walks out of frame leaving HUNTER grasping at his neck as Brawl continues ringside……
Diamond “This certainly CAN’T be a good sign for ANYBODY, teammate or not this tag team event could explode.”
Baxter “Speaking of EXPLOSIVE, this crowd is getting louder and louder…LOOK…. IT’S PAGE…CHRIS PAGE IS IN THE BUILDING!!!!!”
Cameras pan up high to a luxury box in the Wells Fargo Arena where Chris Page, the SEVEN TIME WGWF CHAMPION…. arrives in style…..taking off a black waist coast to reveal Page sporting “8x HIGH” custom WGWF merchandise along with a pair of jeans. Page opens the glass window to his box where the sold-out members of the Wells Fargo Arena shower CCP with cheers like it was all the way back in 2007.
Diamond “We’ve got to take a quick break when we come back though Dorling calls out Xmyles, the tag team main event and YES, a word with Chris Page all right here on Monday night Brawl!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Because I got High just ONE MORE Time?
Cameras return high above the WGWF Universe inside a Wells Fargo luxury box there Chris Page has finally taken a seat and backstage talent Denise Essex has made her way over to Chris.
Essex (catching her breath): WOW, Chris you made it.
Page: Was there ANY doubt? I mean after all your looking at a soon to be EIGHT TIME WGWF CHAMPION….(pop)….after WrestleWar’s when……
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
Essex: Actually Chris I was going to say, I’m surprised you made it when we’re STILL waiting on you cutting the WGWF studios a check for the damage you caused last week when you through Andy face first into one of our tv monitors.
MEGA HEAT
Page (Chris’s smile slowly fades): No REAL damage done, but Denise after the show I’ll pay you guys in cash I would hate to think of a WrestleWar’s weekend WITHOUT a Brawl Talk predictions show, I’m sure I’ll be a CLEAN SWEEP to win the big one.
HEAT
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
Page: ANDY JOHNSON…COULDN'T BEAT OFF HIS OWN DICK….(HEAT)….LET ALONE BEAT ME….THE GOD DAMN HALL OF FAME’ER IN A MATCH THAT ACTUALLY COUNTS!!!!!! See that’s the problem with today’s NECKBREADS, SIMPS AND FAGGOTS….(MASSIVE HEAT)…..that occupy the WGWF Universe they’re all WANNABE’S, so they cheer a WANNABE WRESTLER, a wrestler who should have NEVER been moved above the CURTAIN JERKER…(heat)…DIVISON…..BUT HE CHOSE TO ENTER THE CHAMBER….HE CHOSE TO SWIM WITH THE SHARKS….AND I’M THE GREAT WHITE!!!!!!
“HIS NAME’S PAGE” *clapclapclap* “HIS NAME’S PAGE” *clapclapclap* “HIS NAME’S PAGE”
Page: You know what? I’ve had enough of this SHIT….(Page walks over to the glass window separating him & the fans and proceeds to close it finally silencing the fans)….there…NOW FINALLY THE MAN CAN TALK……Cable…..HUNTER….Starchylde….Camden….Slater and even YOU….”son”…..does ANY of this matter? All the talk, empty threats, worthless promises and most of all BROKEN DREAMS….WrestleWar’s is a forgone conclusion….it’s MINE….this company no matter who fits the bill, who’s running the show….no matter the stipulations attached CHRIS….MOTHER FUCKING…PAGE….WILL ALWAYS BE THE ONLY CHAMPION WHO MATTERS!!!!!!
I’ll let you ALL in on secrete, the reason why I’m starting first WASN’T due to a stipulation, I WANTED TO START FIRST….I WANTED TO LOOK EVERYMAN OR WOMEN IN THE YES….I WANTED THEM TO KNOW IT WAS ME….IT WAS CHRIS PAGE….THE REAPER OF SOULS, THE KILLER OF DREAMS WHO BEAT YOU….WHO BROKE YOU AND MADE YOU ALL MY BITCH ON THE SAME NIGHT.
I’ve beaten each and every single one of you, WrestleWar’s just means I’ll beat you all AGAIN!!!! And I’ll do it with this…(Page unleashes the largest shit eating grin ever capture on camera)….grinning the whole way as Mr. WrestleWar’s…..the MAIN FUCKING EVENT GOES ONTO AN EIGHT WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP…..WHY? BECAUSE WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO STOP ME?
Baxter “Uh-OH”
Diamond “ We knew it was coming…..Business is about to PICK UP, enough of the games, enough of the jokes, enough of the sneak attacks. We might be about to get a face to face between a MAN….Dorling and that MONSTER……Xmyles.”
Page quits talking and grabs a beer out of the ice bucket on the table and raises a “TOAST” as Dorling comes out of the entrance way, stern, focused and PISSED OFF. Dorling see’s the spot lit luxury box and FLIPS THE BIRD TO CHRIS PAGE, CCP for himself chuckles. Dorling continues down the ramp way, dressed in a simple ensemble of jeans, shirt & leather sports coat. Microphone in hand Dorling finds his way into the center of the ring……
Dorling: Alright, alright…kill it….my music….now I know your all here to celebrate the LAST Brawl before the BIG SHOW…..(Dorling turns and motions towards the WrestleWar’s sign)….and I would have LOVED to be in that same spot, I would have been honored to partake in a Battle Royal that PAYS OUT A HUNDRED GRAND…..I could have been honored with a match against an ICON of this business….ANYONE of them actually….I could have done a lot of things at WrestleWar’s…..but NOT ONCE did I think I would be standing here….standing up for the honor of those ICON’S in the back….standing up to some twisted, sick and disgusting pervert in clown make up….XMYLES……(HEAT)…..you had your fun, you’ve played your games….fro weeks my mind has been on the well beings of men who I’d consider fast friends. I know…..I know this probably means NOTHING to you Xmyles……I’m VERY aware of you and your “work”, the destruction, the DEATH you bring against anybody who dares to stand across from you in the ring…..well from the looks of things…..I’m STANDING in a ring…..I’m waiting to STARE YOU IN THE FACE……NOW GET THE HELL OUT HERE LIKE A MAN AND AGREE TO FACE ME AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!!!!!!!
Dorling: Come on XMYLES…..YOU SAID YOU’D BE HERE….NO MORE GAMES…..DAMMIT……I’M TRIED OF GAMES….I WANT A FIGHT….I WANT…..
Diamond “THAT’S NOT XMYLES”
Baxter” BUT IT IS AN ICON….and Icon that Dorling mistook for Xmyles which resulted in THAT black eye which John continues to sport.”
Gambino walks down the ramp, ignoring the wall of pyro shooting off behind him, John isn’t taking his eyes off Dorling in the slightest. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Gambino then proceeds to remove his sports coast and shirt underneath as he hops onto the apron and steps though the ropes mere inches away from Dorling’s face. Cameras catch John wrestling away the microphone from Dorling’s hands….
“Give me, THAT you little shit.”
Dorling: I don’t have a beef with you John……..
Gambino: OH…..SO YOU DON’T HAVE A BEEF WITH ME? REALLY? Because last I checked it was YOU…..YOU….Dorling….the legends new favorite COCK SUCKER who accused ME…..OF BEATING MY FRIENDS TO A BLOODY PLUP!!!!!!!
Baxter “Talk about a sore spot.”
Gambino: Look at me….BOY LOOK AT A HALL OF FAME’ER WHEN THEY’RE TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!
Dorling looks up as Gambino removes his shades revealing a large gash on the right side of his face under his right eye, it’s been stitched along with two black eyes.
Gambino: THIS…..THIS IS YOUR FAULT…….YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THIS….INTO XMYLES HOUSE OF HORROR'S….I’VE BEEN THERE ONCE……AND WHAT…..YOU…..THIS WHITE KNIGHT IS GOING TO SAVE THE DAY? YOUR GOING TO DEFEND THE ICON’S OF THIS BUSINESS?
Dorling “YES”
Gambino (chuckles): YOU’VE GOT NO CHANCE AGAINST HIM!!!!!!
HEAT
Gambino: Really? Your going to boo ME…..(heat)….a Hall of Fame’er? And what? You all want to send…..HIM…..(points at Dorling)…….(POP)………you all think HE’S going to beat Xmyles?
“YES……YES…….YES……YES…..YES”
Gambino: Well it’s a good thing then WE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINKS!!!!!
HEAT
Gambino: BUT ME….(now back nose to nose with Dorling)……YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THIS…….BUT IT’S GONNA BE ME WHO FINISHES IT!!!!!!
Dorling: No your NOT!
LOUD POP
Gambino (grinning): You goanna stop me? YOUR GOING TO STOP ME? I think NOT, I already BETEAN the monster once and now after he attacked MY friends….(heat)….attacked ME…..THIS ISN’T A CONVERSATION…IT’S ME AND NO ONE ELSE……. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
Gambino SHOVES DORLING DOWN TO THE MATT!!!! The WGWF Universe responds with loud HEAT for the Hall of Fame’er who chuckles watching Dorling spring back up as Dorling…RESPONDS WITH A SLAP ACROSS GAMBINO’S FACE!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Dorling: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT I’M GOING TO DO SOMETHING TO STOP YOU!!!!!!
Diamond “AND HERE WE GO!!!!!”
Gambino FIRES a right hand at Dorling, he stumbles but connects with a LEFT HAND of his own striking back at John. However Gambino fires back with TWO right hands knocking Dorling for a loop, a third shot is fired and Dorling isn’t fighting back as Gambino begins to pull away now, knocking Dorling back several steps before running into the ropes and flying back towards Dorling who stumbles towards John…ENZEGUIRI!! RUNNING ENZEGUIRI!! JOHN GAMBINO DROPS LIKE A STONE!! Dorling looking for some relief gets none as Gambino shaking off the stiff kick to the head gets back to his feet quickly, only to be met by a clothesline, quickly followed by another. Dorling bursts towards Gambino one more time, but John ducking beneath a clothesline attempt, catching Dorling, and nailing the SITOUT SPINEBUSTER!!! Gambino POPS to his feet as this capacity crowd BOO’S the Hall of Fame’er who reaches down grabbing the microphone……
Gambino (catching his breath): ONE DOWN…….(HEAT)…..ONE TO GO……..XMYLES….GET YOUR CLOWN ASS OUT HERE NOW!!!!
Gambino drops the mic as a partial BLACKOUT occurs on the right hand of the arena
Baxter “God? What’s Frost doing here?”
The sound systems become’s distorted as we hear a menacing voice begin to recite the following…….
DORLING the Bobbin, the big, greedy John,
He ate more meat than four score men;
He ate a cow, he ate a calf,
He ate a butcher and a half;
He ate a church, he ate a steeple,
He ate a priest and all the people!
The left side of the arena now experiences a BLACKOUT, as only the arena dimmer lights and a single spot light remain on Gambino in the ring who’s pace around the ring becomes more and more slowed along with a look of panic flashing from his eyes.
BLACKOUT
A single spotlight is turned back on, Dorling is back to a vertical-ish base as he holds the back of his neck still hidden in partial shadow but lying in the middle of the ring, knocked out and BLEEDING from the mouth is John Gambino!!!! Quickly Dorling drops to his knees as he tries to help John but it’s clear the Hall of Fame’er has fallen, as once again the distorted voice is blasted over the speakers……
"A fallen American,
A broken Stuntman,
A sexed crazed senior,
And now a misdemeanor Hall of Fam’er,
All have been devoured and yet YOU were STILL hungry!
So since you wish to feast on the beast,
Turn around and greet the BEAST!"
Diamond “ I don’t think it’s God….nor the devil but a MONSTER.”
In one slow motion swoop from OUT OF THE SHADOWS BEHIND DORLING CRAWLS OUT XMYLES……HIS FACE HIDDEN BEHIND A GROTESQUE MASK RIPS DORLING AWAY FROM GAMBINO & PROCEEDS TO APPLY A MANDIBLE CRAWL DOWN DORLING’S THROAT!!!!!!!!
Baxter “GOOD GOD WHAT IS THAT?”
Diamond “IT’S WHO…IT’S WHO’S THAT…AND BEHIND THE MASK IT’S XMYLES….A FREAK!!!!!!”
This overlay high pitched and disturbing violin like cord is echoed around the arena as Dorling’s feet frail like a fish out of water as Xmyles keeps the submission locked in the centre of the ring, soon enough Xmyles DRAWS DORRLING'S BLOOD as well with a trickle beginning to run down his mouth as this Xmyles looks into the camera screaming…..
“IT’S ALL GOING TO BURN….EVERYONE…..EVERYTHING…..THE WGWF ITSELF…..BURNS…..BURNS……BURNS”
*** Commercial Break ***
Coming back after break and already Tristian Slater, Alyce Starchylde, HUNTER & John Cable are all ready in the ring and waiting for the main event tag team clash to begin.
Diamond “Welcome BACK to Monday night Brawl the FINAL main event before WrestleWar’s is about to begin and during the break all four participants made their way down to ringside however before we allow Donald Master’s to introduce the participants. We have a HUGE announcement to make……”
Baxter “The MONSTER, THE MAN AND THE ICON…..yes…Xmyles….Dorling and Gambino have ALL been signed to a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH AT WRESTLEWARS!!!!!!”
Diamond “ These last FOUR weeks, all the pain, suffering and haunting….Xmyles is about to get an ass whopping that FREAK has earned but can Gambino and Dorling work together to bring down a monster or will they tear each other apart again? It’s just yet one more CAN’T MISS MATCH AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!! Speaking of which next FOUR out of the SEVEN chamber participants are about to engage in their own TAG TEAM WAREFARE. Donald take it away….”
Donald Master’s: The Following is YOUR MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL TAG TEAM MAIN EVENTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: The following tag team contest is set for one fall with TV time remaining, introducing first team number one……ALYCE STARCHYLDEEEEEE…….(HEAT)….and WGWF Hall of Fame’er….and the LAST WGWF Champion……the “Glorious”……..TRISTAN SLATERRRRRR!!!!!!!!
MIXED POP
Donald Master’s: And their opponents, first he too is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..HUNTERRRRRR.......(MEGA POP)….and his tag team partner…..JOHN….”THE BEAST”….CABLEEEEE!!!!!!
MIXED POP
*Ding…..Ding*
The cocky team of Starchylde & Slater begins showcasing this attitude, with Slater stepping in first and walking with confidence directly into Cable/HUNTER’s corner, smack talking and telling them “I don’t care WHO you are or WHAT you’ve done….WE’RE the future and ONE of us the NEW WGWF CHAMPION! We’re the very, very best!” Slater slicks his hair back as he takes a step back, giving them a look of ‘what the fuck are you gonna do about it?’ Alyce is laughing away in her team’s corner, while Cable & Hunter just look at each other before they both step into the ring and grab Slater by his blond hair and promptly nail a double vertical suplex!!
Diamond “Well perhaps despite the spat these two had earlier, the team of Cable and Hunter seem to be on the same page.”
Cable & Hunter seem intently focused on their wrestling speaking for them, as the referee has to admonish both men, telling them only one of them can be legally in the ring right now. Hunter steps out, leaving the first two legal men to be Cable & Slater, who is still very much feeling the effects of that perfect double suplex. With Tristian rising to his feet somewhat wobbly-legged, he’s introduced to Cable with a hard running clothesline, followed by another, and then a third. As Slater gets to his feet one more time, he’s hoisted onto John’s shoulders, potentially setting up for his signature Powerslam, but he veers too close to his opponents’ corner, getting Alyce to pull Slater from off his shoulders and tagging herself in in the process. Alyce showing no fear steps into the ring as Cable meets her in the middle. She stares up at his chest where Cable shoved her shouting “TAG SLATER BACK!” Alyce goes down for a second before slowly looking up with an angry expression and stepping forward, PUSHING CABLE back. Cable promptly answers with another no-nonsense shove, followed immediately by another Starchylde shove, which is promptly followed by Alyce quickly giving Cable a hard headbutt!!! The “Beast” didn’t see this coming at all, as the crowd pops for the ruggedness Starchylde is actually showing here. She follows this up by backing Cable into her corner as Slater steps in NO TAG as he lands a quick snap suplex to Cable which causes the “Beast” to sit back up as Starchylde runs off the ropes and nailing a low dropkick to the face of Cable! The first cover – 1…2…NO!! Alyce is bench press lifted off of Cable!
Baxter “ I don’t know why ANY of these four would agree to a match so CLOSE to the WrestleWar’s main event…I mean what happens if anybody get’s injured then you BLEW your chance at WrestleWar’s history inside the chamber.”
Cable showing he and his team have plenty of fight left, quickly gets to his feet only to be greeted by a flurry of Starchylde kicks, one after the other, to his midsection, forcing Cable over. Alyce again backs into the ropes and rebounds, but is caught on the rebound by a nasty snap powerslam from Cable, into the cover– 1…2…3-NO! Not so fast! Cable is quick as he drags the downed Starchylde by the arm into his corner and tags HUNTER in. Hunter is quick to kick Alyce while she’s down, then stomps on her rabidly before keeping his foot pressed on her neck and using the ropes as leverage, drawing the ire of the referee who uses his “FIVE” count as Hunter breaks on the count of four. In control as he forces Alyce back to her feet before nailing a high-angle backdrop, followed quickly by a swinging neckbreaker before finishing the fearsome combo with a flipping neck snap, before covering – 1…2…3…NO!! Alyce stays alive! Looking to keep the pressure on as Hunter reaches down looking to pull Alyce up for another maneuver, he’s caught in a small package!! 1…2…3…NO!! Hunter forces his way out, but as both stars quickly make it back to their feet, Hunter is immediately struck with via Starchylde with a leaping roundhouse kick!! Hunter falls hard, but rolls to the outside, Cable drops off the apron and PUSHES his partner and shouts “GET IT TOGETHER”. Meanwhile both Alyce & Tristian staying true to the truce they made earlier don’t give them much time to talk therapy, as Slater sets himself up close to the ropes, Alyce on the opposite ones. She rushes and leaps, with Slater lifting her for extra leverage…AIDED FLIPPING SENTON OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE…..Alyce may just leave wonderland and into the promised land of Championship gold in the WGWF if she continues with moves like that.”
There’s actually a MEGA POP for Starchylde after that aerial feet but when she gets back to her feet on the outside the “QUEEN” shows her true self looking out at the crowd shouting “I DON’T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU PISS ANTS THINK”, as Alyce is slow to turn around INTO A CABLE CLOTHSLINE!!!!! The Queen finds herself almost beheaded by the “Beat”, who keeps the pressure on as he lifts Alyce up and over his head before dropping her onto the barricade, Alyce curls up on the outside as Slater rushes towards Cable ONLY TO GET SPEARED….HUNTER WITH THE SPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!!!
Diamond “SPEAR…..THE HUNTER’S SPEAR…..GOOD NIGHT SLATER!!!!!”
Baxter “We DON’T know that for a fact, no bell has been rung.”
Diamond “Except for Slater’s after that WICKED spear via the Hall of Fame’er Hunter on that exchange.”
Baxter “LOOK AT CABLE….his eyes….Derrick I don’t think there seeing eye to eye as partners after all.”
The unsettle “stare down” between both partners lingers for a few moments as Cable reaches back down, pulls up Alyce and slides her back under the bottom rope as HUNTER slide in looking for the cover- him – 1…2…3…NO!! Alyce shows some resolve! Hunter, the Hall of Fame’er & former World Champion takes Alyce in with a sleeper with scissors hold. Alyce soon’s starts to fade but begins fighting back, a few back elbows to Hunter’s head seem to have the star slightly release his grip allowing Alyce to escape, which she finally does by unhinging the scissors, but keeping hold of Hunter’s leg and looking to turn it into a Figure 4 Leg Lock(WOOOOO!), but Hunter rolls to his back and kicks Alyce away, with Starchylde collapsing onto the apron. Hunter crawls to his corner and tags in Cable, who goes over to the apron and tries to flip Alyce back into the ring but is stopped by hard elbows. Alyce instead springboards, looking for something…but Cable ducks, sending Alyce flying over his head, but the ever athletic Starchylde lands on her feet! As Cable rushes towards Alyce, whose back is turned to him, she delivers a swift jumping back kick that sends Cable sprawling onto the middle rope. Alyce goes over to perhaps set up a springboard leg drop to the dangling Cable…but he moves again! John stands straight up, as Alyce is left crashing her upper thigh on the ring apron. This gives Cable a moment to breathe, but Starchylde doesn’t let up, looking to get back in by springboarding back into the ring yet again, looking for something else…counter belly-to-belly suplex by Cable! Wow!! Alyce flies over the head of Cable and a cover – 1…2…3-NO!!
Baxter “DAMN, that had to hurt….did Cable just break her in two?”
Cable back to his feet look dejected that he couldn’t put Alyce away with a massive suplex that was just landed, fans POP as Cable shouts “DEATH BY MY HANDS” running his finger across his throat as he reaches down and PULLS ALYCE UP BY HER HAIR….SLATER….TRISTIAN SLATER tries to enter the match, the official Ray Ramsey keeps Slater at bay but with his back turned and Cable keeping Alyce at a vertical stance the “QUEEN” KICKS CABLE IN THE NUTS!!!!!!
Diamond “JEZABLE!!!”
Baxter “Nope…a GENIUS MOVE BY THE QUEEN and a GLORIOUS reminder of actual team work by the two.”
MASSIVE HEAT is brought to bear by the WGWF Universe as Hunter looks to enter the ring but the official has to keep him back allowing Slater & Starchylde to work together with Slater now taking Cable Wilson by the waist and lifts him backward before throwing him forward for a wheelbarrow facebuster, but as he does so, Alyce who’s found her way to perch on the closet top turnbuckle also leaps from off the second rope with a simultaneous wheelbarrow facebuster/leg drop to the back of the head combo!! Cable’s face is absolutely spiked into the canvas on that one, the crowd popping for the maneuver. Slater retreats as Alyce shouts at the ref to “COUNT!” as she makes an overconfident cover – 1…2…3….NO!! HUNTER flies into the ring at the last second, giving an axe handle to get Alyce off his partner. Slater looks to then steps in again but HUNTER pops up and MEETS SLATER WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!!!!! As the official tries to remove Slater Alyce & HUNTER begin trading right hands in the middle of the ring but it’s the fiery Starchylde who goes on a quick series of left & rights finding there mark as she looks for a short arm clothesline but Hunter counters by ducking under as Starchylde is placed upon Hunter’s shoulder’s…… RUNNING POWERSLAM!!! RUNNING POWERSLAM!!! The crowd POP’s for the maneuver a signature of his own tag team partner for the night John Cable but he’s not the legal man! Hunter is able to roll Cable over and puts him on top of Alyce, but as he does so, the referee tells him he has to get out of the ring, turning his back to a three count. Hunter has to takes his steps back into his corner, when the referee finally starts the three count – 1…2…3…NO!! ALYCE KICKS OUT!!!!!
Diamond “Alyce showing a GREAT deal of heart….although with a heart as BLACK as her’s…well that’s NOT saying much.”
Hunter now can only hold onto the tag rope and lean over the ropes, hoping that Cable recovers in time to get the tag to him. We’ve got a double crawl doing on, as Alyce starts to go to Slater while Cable tries to get to Hunter. Both are reaching, reaching…Alyce get the tag to Slater…YES! Hot tag to HUNTER, who rushes towards Alyce/Tristian’s corner with another three-peat clothesline and getting the crowd back into things, but upon rushing at Slater a fourth time, he’s beheaded with a sick counter clothesline. Slater takes Hunter in a hard amateur style cover following – 1…2…NO!! Hunter makes sure the match rolls on, surprising Slater with a quick recovery however it’s Slater who then walks into an INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!! Hunter then follows up with a rebound and a SINGLE LEG DROPKICK!! He bursts back to his feet and rebounds again towards the downed Slater and finishes the combo with a SICK RUNNING SENTON! Hunter with a cover – 1…2…NO!! Slater is able to roll a shoulder up. Hunter tries to out mat wrestle the other Hall of Famer as he keeps things on the mat by transitioning…RIGHT INTO AN STF!! THE STF!! The long limbs of Slater are forced to constrict on himself, Hunter trying to get him to tap out here. Tristian though manages to make some headway on the crawl towards the ropes…BUT HUNTER TRANSITIONS RIGHT INTO A CROSSFACE!! The forever shifting offense of Hunter re-traps the “Glorious One” who has to struggle even more now to get to the ropes…AND MANAGES TO FIND IT WITH HIS FOOT! The long limbs of Tristian work to his advantage there, back to his feet Slater shoves Hunter away once he gets vertical, giving him some room. Hunter looks to close up that gap right away, but as he rushes, he’s caught when Slater shoots…AND HITS A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN POWERSLAM!! Hunter’s surprised once again – 1…2…3-NO!! Slater is somewhat disappointed he couldn’t put him away, although that’s nothing some boots to the ribs won’t help solve. As Tristian shows Hunter the sole of his boot after boot dragging him back to his feet and striking him with a knee to the gut. He then sets Hunter up for a suplex before bouncing his legs off the top rope…SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!! Slater is really not pulling any punches here, floating over – 1…2…3-NO!! Slater keeps the pressure on as jumping to his feet and seeing an opportunity by bouncing off the ropes…just as Hunter is able to get to a bent over position…..RUNNING KNEE LIFT!! Slater hits Hunter so hard, he goes dangling on the middle rope. Slater takes that chance to take Hunter’s legs and pull him away before pulling back…WHEELBARROW SUPLEX!! A deadly combination gets Slater gets a fall – 1…2…3-NO!!
Baxter “For a man who’s on a MISSION to win one last match at WRESTLEWAR’S…..Hunter certainly wants to keep this match alive via the kick out.”
With Alyce stepping back into the ring she’s rushed via Hunter who boots Alyce in the gut, doubling the “Queen” over as Hunter nails a WICKED SNAP DDT!!!!!! Alyce’s head/neck snaps back up as Hunter is quick to send Alyce back into a corner. He prepares to charge and goes for the HIGH CORNER KNEE…NOBODY HOME!! Alyce rushes out of the way at the last minute, leaving Hunter awkward and off balance in the corner. Starchylde helps him out with that hitting a TRIANGLE DROPKICK THAT KNOCKS HUNTER TUMBLING ALL THE WAY TO THE ARENA FLOOR!! Alyce ventures to the top rope and looms over Hunter as he gets to his feet before launching herself…AND SPLASHES ON TOP OF HUNTER WITH A TOP ROPE PLANCHA, SANDWICHING HIM AGAINST THE GUARD RAILS!!
Baxter “The QUEEN OF FLIGHT….STRIKES AGAIN!!!!!!”
Diamond “ Like I said, DESPITE her God Awful attitude…Alyce is certain reaching new heights in the WGWF this evening…she’s EARNING her World Title contention here and now.”
Almost like a top rope stinger splash, Hunter is crunched between flying “Queen” and iron rails! He stumbles away from the collision before falling on his face, while Alyce is lain out as well, the move taking almost as much out of her. However with Ray Ramsey making the ten count, Alyce is slow but still able to slide Hunter back into the ring as she climbs up to the apron. It’s obvious Alyce is prepping herself and SPRINGBOARDS…WITH A LEG DROP!! She shoots the half and rolls Hunter over, draping her body across his – 1…2…3…NO!! HUNTER THROWS UP A SHOULDER!! The Hall of Fame’er is still in this, but the momentum has definitely shifted into Alyce’s favor. Starchylde ooks to take advantage of this by taking Hunter’s arm and wrenches it around before folding back over and getting a MAGISTRAL CRADLE in order – 1…2…3-NO!! Hunter is able to roll back and out of that move, but almost as soon as he gets back to his feet, he’s greeted by the sight of the “Wonderland” native rushing at him and nailing the INVERTED BODYSCISSORS…and popping up…INTO THE BULLDOG!! THE WHEELBARROW BULLDOG CONNECTS!! Starchylde is absolutely on fire here as she covers again - 1…2…3…NO!! HUNTERKICKS OUT!! Hunter kicks out so hard, he throws Alyce a bit off of his body, prompting Starchylde to go back to the apron and await on the outskirts for Hunter to get back up…only to hit him with a huge SPRINGBOARD SENTON!! Starchylde sits on Hunter’s chest and hooks a leg – 1…2…3-NO!! Hunter still has his arms under Alyce and literally lifts her off of his body, forcing Alyce to move if she doesn’t want to get lifted. Alyce then rushes off Hunter’s body and rebounds off the ropes, only for Hunter to try and hit her with a COUNTER CLOTHESLINE, but Alyce ducks it and keeps right on running. She springs off the second rope and goes high for the SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY…AND IT CONNECTS…NO?? HUNTER ROLLS THROUGH!! Hunter rolls through the high-risk move and keeps Alyce in his clutches…BEFORE THROWING HER ON HIS SHOULDERS… HURRICANRANA!! Alyce turns it into a hurricanrana…NO…..HUNTER ROLLS OUT OF THE MOVE……Alyce is forced to spin all the way around and meet a ROUNDHOUSE!! THE MUAY THAI ROUNDHOUSE CONNECTS!! Hunter now takes the dead weight of his opponent and pulls her away from the ropes, a big cover upcoming –1…2…3…NO!!
Diamond “I’M NOT BELIEVING THIS NIGHT….ALYCE SOMEHOW HOLDS ON!!”
Hunter thought he’d hit the big move, but alas, the defiant Starchylde fights on! Even so, Hunter’s got the momentum however Cable is seen SEETHING on the corner reaching out for a tag to which HUNTER RESPONDS WITH A MIDDLE FINGER!!!! The Philly crowd POP’s at the Hall of Fame’ers defiance as he goes back to work against Alyce as he pulls her limb body back to a vertical base, getting the double underhooks…AND HITS THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BACKBREAKER!! HUNTER WRAPS ALYCE’S SPINE AROUND HIS KNEE!! He then takes Alyce’s legs and stacks them, getting an outside cradle cover –1…2…3…NO!! STARCHYLDE WILL NOT GO DOWN!! Hunter now has to backpedal and rest himself on some nearby ring ropes, as these two have been going at a very high pace for a while and neither team has had much time to rest, working themselves even quicker to exhaustion. After a quick rest Hunter approaches the still down Starchylde to pick her back up, but Alyce pulls him in FOR ANOTHER SMALL PACKAGE –1…2…3-NO!! Hunter breaks out of the possum and both stars get right back to their feet, but as soon as they do, Hunter goes for a SECOND ROUNDHOUSE, only for Alyce to duck underneath it and run right under it, rebounding off the ropes and whipping right back at Hunter…TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!! Hunter now seems to be focusing on a target here, as he again puts bone in Alyce’s back for another momentum stopping cover –1…2…3-NO!! Alyce, once again, will not go down without a fight! We can see Hunter deliver a very wry smile, not entirely sure what to make of Starchylde who continues to hang with a Hall of Fame’er, however Hunter proceeds to throws her so hard towards a corner, ALYCE RECOILS OUT AS HER BACK HITS POST!!! Hunter rushes at Alyce in the corner WHERE A TAG IS MADE BY CABLE!!!! Hunter shouts at Cable to “GET OUT” Cable PIE FACES HUNTER back as he looks up to see ALYCE STARCHYLDE NAILING A BEAUTIFUL MOONSAULT!!!
Diamond “A TRULY AREIAL BALLET…BUT….HUNTER’S NOT THE LEGAL MAN….THE BEAST IS.”
Baxter “ I don’t think the Queen knows that…..SLATER….SLATER HELP YOUR QUEEN.”
Alyce managers to land right on her feet as Hunter is sent to the canvas like a sinking stone, but the “Beast” is the legal man as John spins Alyce from behind and up onto his shoulders…..POWERSLAM….RUNNING POWERSLAM CONNECTS!!!!!!!! Alyce’s body could be “broken in two” as she lies flat on the canvas as the official makes the count-1…2….THRR-NO!!!! SLATER BREAKS UP THE PIN!!! There’s a MILD pop for Slater’s last second actions, however Cable certainly isn’t smiling as the big man quickly get’s back to a vertical base shoving Slater into the ropes, but Tristian rebounds with a THROAT THRUST that surprises everyone and Cable, forcing him down momentarily before getting back up, only to be bashed into a corner by Slater. While Slater lays on the blows to start, Cable blocks a few shots before grabbing Tristian by the neck and reversing their situations, putting Cable back on the offense and bashing the “Glorious One” with hard fists now. Slater though still puts up a fight, giving himself space by giving nailing a wicked European uppercut, forcing him to backpedal. As Cable does so, Tristian leaps onto the second rope, waiting for Cable to turn back around…DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!! Both Slater & Cable fall, and under normal circumstances this would be a great place for a pinfall attempt, but only ONE is the legal man in this tag team contest. Slater follows up on this by bashing Cable in the skull with hard fists before making some space between both men. With Cable reeling Slater drags the lifeless body of Alyce over to a corner, quickly stepping out Slater “TAGS” in as he then sits in a crouched position in the corner…twisting his fingers in a psychotic manner…his intense stare turned into one that would scare children…is he setting what we think he’s setting? It begins to look so, as Slater motions for Cable to get up with one hand, his face still frozen in psychotic intensity. As John Cable gets to his feet Slater LAUNCHES HIMSELF WITH A SPEAR…but Cable catches him and ONE-MAN FLAPJACK’S HIS FACE OFF A TURNBUCKLE!! Slater’s intensity caused him to crash and burn early, holding his possibly broken nose while drifting back into Cable’s clutches…OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY…SENDING SLATER UP & OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!!! WOW!!! As Slater twists and cringes to get to his feet, Cable comes back to his feet & delivering a hard blow to Tristian’s back, bringing him back up and then SENDING HIS FACE INTO AN IRON POST!!
Diamond “HEY….NOW WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT JOHN?”
Baxter “The Beast showing some TEETH…..he just sent the official into the ring post as well…NO RULES DERRICK.”
Diamond “Well these Philly fans might enjoy EXTREME rules, but can these four make it to WrestleWar’s without any rules in this match now?”
Ramsey has been knocked out for the moment as his body also convulses much like Slater’s after he tasted the steel ring post, meanwhile Cable goes over to the timekeeper’s table and rummages around…FOR A STEEL CHAIR….but Cable is blindsided – MICROPHONE SHOT TO THE SKULL!! SLATER WITH THE MIC SHOT!! The dramatic microphone thump is heard all around the arena, the shot selling itself, as Cable drops back flat after dropping the chair. Slater stumbles a bit, still hurt, but he regains himself enough to go to the timekeeper’s table as well…and grab the RING BELL. Slater waits for Cable to start stirring to prepare for the upcoming assault, John getting to his feet and turning around…BELL SHOT OFF THE SKULL!! BELL SHOT OFF THE SKULL!! CABLE GOES DOWN!!! The camera view is off of Cable for a second while he’s face down, Slater losing his balance as he struck Cable, now has to sit along the ring watching as Cable is able to turn from his stomach to his back where we can see he has been BUSTED OPEN. Slater sitting there like he’s under the shade of an oak tree grins picking up the ring bell once again and stalking the downed Cable…and STRIKING HIM ONCE MORE IN THE HEAD WITH THE RING BELL!!
Baxter “So NICE HE RANG IT TWICE!”
Slater drops the ring bell and takes the much larger Cable and throws him back into the ring, while he stays outside. He grabs hold of the steel chair Cable had in his hands…but then goes to get another one. The crowd already knows where this is going– a one-man Con-chair-to. Slater steps into the ring and sets everything up, placing one chair underneath Cable’s skull and taking the other in his hand. Still with the microphone in his tights after using it earlier Slater can’t help but gloat as he begins to speak–
“Cable…..BEASTY….YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH….(HEAT)….YOU BROKE A RIB….NOW I’M GONNA CRACK A SKULL.”
“…FUCK YOU…”
“Yeah YOU and EVERYBODY ELSE CAN FUCK OFF AFTER I LEAVE THE WGWF CHAMPION!!!!”
HEAT
Cable’s barely conscious response seems to infuriate Slater, but at the same time, give him a breath of life. He seems more than pleased to carry out Cable’s wishes. As Slater slowly and dramatically raises the chair above his head, BRINGING IT DOWN ONTO CABLE’S SKULL…NO…HUNTER STOPS IT!!!!!
Baxter “WHAT?”
Diamond “HUNTER WITH THE SAVE…THE HALL OF FAME’ER STRIKES BACK!!!!”
From outta nowhere HUNTER is back to a vertical base and now has “saved” his tag team partner and elimination chamber participant from certain doom. The Wells Fargo Center is LOUD as cameras catch Hunter’s gritted teeth and Slater’s intense expressions tell the story, as the chair isn’t moving from its spot until Hunter lets out one big burst of energy that flings Slater back into a corner, Hunter now with the chair in hand. He stumbles to regain himself, but once he does, goes for a CHAIR SHOT AIMED AT SLATER’S HEAD…but Tristian swoops out of the corner, the shot missing and Hunter hitting pure steel and dropping the chair. Slater uses this to lunge at Hunter and begin bashing him over the head but Hunter is quick to fight back, getting back into a brawl with Slater. Cameras keep on Hunter & Slater as each man levels the other with a closed fist until Hunter CAN’T duck under a Slater left before a right and then another left as Slater then looks for the knock out blow as he swings wildly with a right hand, leading Cable to PUSH HUNTER AWAY and to wrap himself around it, before getting under Slater’s other arm…FULL NELSON SLAM…ONTO THE OTHER CHAIR!! Cable drives Slater’s spine into the chair that was still sitting center ring!! Cable, still trying to gather himself from the blows to the head, stumbles and leans on the ropes along with Hunter who nods a “thank you”, to which Cable just shakes his head while the crowd takes in and pops for that move.
Diamond “Tristian might have just had his Glorious spine SHATTERED via Cable and a Full Nelson Slam onto that steel chair.”
Cable now takes the chair Slater landed on and lies in wait, with Tristian trying to bring himself to his feet…only to be CLOCKED IN THE HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!! Slater falls to the canvas hard, rolling to the ring apron somewhat instinctively, but he lies there, partially hanging off the side. Cable takes this moment to recuperate some more, tending to his open wound and dropping the chair…..LOW BLOW….ALYCE WITH THE LOW BLOW ONTO CABLE!!!!!! The “Beast” falls to a knee in extreme pain as Alyce Starchylde stands up behind Cable and without warning delivers a SPINNING HEEL KICK sending the “Beast” back to the canvas, the HEAT is HUGE as Alyce still holding her back in pain looks for relief as she leans up against the ropes and with her one handed glove can’t help but taunt the crowd which ROARS TO LIFE AS HUNTER….Hunter comes rushing across the ring…SPEAR!!! SPEAR!!! SPEAR FROM OFF THE APRON CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!!! SPEAR TO THE OUTSIDE!!!
Baxter “Alyce…..Queen….DAMNIT HUNTER !
Diamond “All of the King’s men MAY NOT BE ABLE TO PUT ALYCE BACK TOGETHER AGAIN”
The crowd is popping all over again for that huge move, as both Hunter & Alyce hit the outside hard. Meanwhile back in the ring Cable looking for relief is able to roll out to the opposite ringside space closest to the announcer’s table also Slater who’s been left hanging off the ring apron rolls away using the nearest ring steps as a guide to get back to his feet. He’s able to glance over at a “injured” Cable with a glint in his eye while still leaning on the steel steps, he strongman’s the steps and rips the upper portion of them off and getting them in his hands. The crowd is anticipating what’s on Slater’s mind, with Cable just now starting to stir and get to his feet, wobbling off base before turning around…THE CHARGING SLATER BASHES THE STEPS OFF CABLE’S SKULL!! Cable takes a flat bump on the impact of the steel echoing off his cranium there, lying eagle spread. Slater is panting heavily losing oxygen with his blood loss seems to be getting to him now, dropping to one knee, but still holding onto the steps. Cable now getting another breath of life and struggling to get to his feet, with Slater grabbing hold of the steel steps again and again rushing towards Cable…ANOTHER CHARGING STEEL….NO….CABLE GETS THE BOOT UP….CABLE BOOTS THE STEPS INTO THE FACE OF SLATER!!!!! Slater is hit so hard, he’s flung backwards against the barricade. He falls down and folds into himself after going into a sitting position. When Slater’s head resurfaces out of his lap, we see that now Tristian is now donning the CRIMSON MASK. Cable stumbles over trying to pick Slater up but SLATER SPITS IN CABLE’S FACE!!!!!! This incredibly blatant and disgusting show of disrespect sends Cable back in that disgust, wiping it off of his face, Slater now wearily leaning against the barricade to get to his feet. As John has taken several steps away from Tristian, but quickly turns as soon as he gets to his feet, charging….. SPEAR…THAT COLLAPSES THE BARRICADE!! CABLE AND SLATER COLLAPSE THE BARRICADE!! OHH MY GAAD!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
Diamond “NEITHER DEAD…BROKEN IN HALF…. DAMMIT THESE FOUR ARE TEARING EACH OTHER APART WILL THEY EVEN MAKE IT TO WRESTLEWAR’S?”
Baxter “THE QUEEN GOTTA GET TO THE BIG SHOW!”
Meanwhile both Hunter & Alyce have found their way back into the ring, totally removed from the carnage left on the outside, cameras keep with Alyce who lying on her chest reaches into her top and pulls out a pair of HANDCUFF’S…..Hunter is slow to his feet as he turns around into a CLOSED FIST VIA ALYCE WITH THE HANDCUFF’S OVER HER RIGHT HAND!!!!!!!! Hunter drops hard & fast with Alyce getting back to her feet soaking in the HEAT via the WGWF Universe, Alyce is quick to take the upper hand in this battle for survival at this point shoving him CHEST FIRST INTO THE CORNER, Hunter recoiling and turning around violently from the blow. Alyce follows up on this by forcing Hunter back into the corner, where Alyce cuff’s one slot to the turnbuckle pole and then taking the empty handcuff slot…AND LOCKING HUNTER IN. Hunter now has no escape, nowhere to go as Alyce stares over a helpless Hunter her eyes lacking an apologetic feel. While Hunter’s eyes don’t spell terror quite yet, but they are frantically intense, as Alyce skips over and grabs one of the two steel chairs still in the ring. She then slowly approaches Hunter with a grin on her face…
“Let’s end this FAIRY TALE you have of EVER becoming WGWF Champion……(HEAT)……HUNTER!”
Hunter swings wildly on this, but he’s restricted, so Alyce easily backs away and out of range, shaking her head as she does so. Hunter is frantically flailing now, trying to find a way out, but soon stops when Alyce raises the chair…and BASHES HUNTER ACROSS THE AILING SPINE WITH THE CHAIR!! The crack of steel echoes across the WGWF Universe in attendance, but Alyce doesn’t stop there, BASHING HUNTER AGAIN…
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Diamond “SIX…..SIX….SIX TIMES…ALYCE CONNECTED WITH STEEL….THAT JEZABEL….SOMEBODY HAS TO STOP THIS!!!!”
Alyce Starchylde crunches Hunter’s spine six times before stopping…but then gets a look in her eyes that screams “PHYSCO” while Hunter’s eyes now in a saddening agony. Alyce shouting….”OFF WITH HIS HEAD”…..raising the chair high in the air….MISSILE DROP KICK……MISSILE DROP KICK…….JOCELYN CAMDEN….CAMDEN WITH A DROP KICK SENDING ALYCE TUMBLING DOWN!!!!!!
Baxter “NO……NO……NO……NO….NO!!!!!!”
The WGWF Universe POP’S HUGE as Camden from outta nowhere enters into the fray as Alyce on her knee’s is “begging off Camden” her hands in the air as she glances and reaches for the chair…NO…Camden…Camden steps on Starchylde’s hand who quickly pulls it back as Camden reaches down and pulls up the chair…..to a MASSIVE POP…..…AND GOES ON A FRENZY ON ALYCE, BASHING HER TEN TIMES ACORSS THE SPINE AND LEGS!!!!!
Diamond “GIVE IT TO HER….GIVE IT TO HER….PAYBACK IS A BITCH NAMED CAMDEN TONIGHT!!!!!!”
Alyce may be hurt but Jocelyn doesn’t give a fuck as she then drops the chair onto the canvas, trying to flatten it out with a few stomps before going over and pulling Alyce up by her hair and then lifts her up and over her head…ALAMABASLAM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!!! As Alyce withers in pain on the canvas, Camden picking back up the steel chair walks over to the corner where Hunter has been cuffed to….RAISES THE CHAIR….AND BRINGS IT DOWN OVER THE HANDCUFF CHAIN….BREAKING….FREEING HUNTER!!!!! Fans POP’s for the rare good willed nature of Camden who drops the chair and pulls Hunter out of the corner asking……
“You alright?”
Hunter nods his head and agrees despite the pain edged on his face
“Good….NOW FUCK OFF!!!!”
THE WIMBLEDON COMMON….THE STONE COLD STUNNER….CAMDEN STRIKES WITH THE WIMBLEDON COMMON!!!!!!
Camden posing on the far end of a turnbuckle motions for the WGWF Championship and Chris Page who now once again standing on the balcony of his luxury box reaches now and RAISES THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP UP & OVER HIS HEAD!!!!!!
Diamond “NOW WHERE DID HE GET THAT?”
Baxter “He’s got SEVEN at home and there’s a very GOOD CHANCE THAT’S WHAT WILL BE SEEING AT WRESTLEWAR’S….THE EIGHT TIME WGWF CHAMPION…PAGE…”
Diamond “ANDY!”
Baxter “No it’s CHRIS….CHRIS PAGE THE NEXT WGWF….NO…NO….IT IS ANDY….CHRIS TURN AROUND….TURN AROUND!!!!!!!”
The NOISE IS INSANE….AS CAMERAS ACTH ANY JOHNSON PAGE….STANDING BEHIIND CHRIS PAGE……SLOWLY CHRIS TURNS AROUND INTO A RIGHT HAND FROM ANDY….DESPITE BEING ATTACKED LAST WEEK AND GRABS HIS FATHER AND THROWS HIM FACE FIRST THROUGH THE LUXURY BOX’S PLATE GLASS WINDOW!!!!!!!!
BAXTER “OH MY GODDDDDD…..PAGE…..PAGE’S IS DEAD!!!!!!!”
Diamond “You mean CHRIS PAGE……THAT PAGE MAY BE DEAD BUT ANDY….ANDY MAYBE THE NEXT WGWF CHAMPION….AND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT?”
Page’s body is left hanging over the railing as Andy reaches down and RAISES THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP OVER HIS HEAD!!!!!
Diamond “Ladies and Gentlemen THANK YOU for joining us on the LAST stop before what will sure to be one of the VERY BEST WRESTLEWAR’S in HISTORY!!!! WE WILL HAVE A NEW WGWF CHAMPION……BUT WHO….WHO LEAVES WRESTLEWAR’S AS CHAMPION? JOIN US MAY 25TH TO FIND OUT!!!!!!”
Brawl Fades to Black.
WGWF Monday Night BRAWL
05/11/2020
Wells Fargo Arena
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Life, Death & TAX
Even after the pyro into the lights remain dark before slowly fading into a dark green hue as Danzig's “Mother” hits the sound system. The anticipation among the capacity crowd grows and some of them sing along with the song's lyrics.
Diamond “WELCOME TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!!!!!!”
Baxter “Introduction are going to have to WAIT Derrick at least until after the INTOXICATED ONE….stumbles out to the ring.”
Diamond “Obviously the LAST stop before WrestleWar’s and the show is starting off hopefully on a sober thought as we are awaiting the return of Tax to Monday night Brawl.”
“Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh faaaathheeerr!!!!”
Tax has his head down, hidden underneath the gray cloth hood attached to his black leather jacket, but he slowly lifts his head up and stares forward, showing no emotion whatsoever. The crowd goes insane with cheer as Tax begins to descend down the rampway, as finds his way into the ring. But cameras are shown outside the arena where a line of security guards are stopping JUSTIN “RAZIEL” JONES from entering the arena……
Diamond ‘Would you look at that? Raz is actually trying to get in….DESPITE the order placed by WGWF management barring Raz from the arena until AFTER Tax leaves.”
Baxter “He’s like a caged animal Derrick, PUNISHED for that DRUNKS actions. Such a shame.”
Microphone already in hand as the arena lights are brought up as Tax looks around this sold out Wells Fargo Arena……..
“WELCOME BACK” *clapclapclap* “WELCOME BACK” *clapclapclap* “WELCOME BACK”
Tax: I’m actually……NOT…..coming back.
HEAT
Tax: I’m not coming back….YET….(slight POP)……thanks for that, it’s been hard….I mean…REALLY hard these past few months……I thought….I assumed I could control it…..I was wrong….I came back STILL….still the under the influence….I put MY desires ahead of this company’s safety, reputation, the safety of my fellow wrestlers and even you all….the WGWF Universe….(POP)….I put MY selfish and pathetic desires over each and every one of you…..and……I’m sorry.
Fans POP as Tax is obviously holding back a few tears as his face is getting redder in the cheeks as he shakes his head trying to muster the words.
Tax: Almost four weeks ago….I stumbled down to this ring….DRUNK…..I fell off the wagon……
Diamond “More like PUSHED thanks to that BASTARD in the parking lot.”
Baxter “ This is a SAFE space Derrick, no blaming allowed.”
“FUCK RAZ” *clapclapclap* “FUCK RAZ” *clapclapclap* “FUCK RAZ”
Tax: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: RAZ…..I know you’re listening…I know they’ve LOCKED YOU OUT….(POP)….but YOU…..there’s a special place in HELL just for YOU ….(POP)……you took a personal demon and tried to exploit it…you took a DAD away from his kids just as he came home….YOU ROBBED MY WIFE OF INTIMACY!!!!! You SON OF A BITCH, you tried to ruin MY life….so….so now the ONLY thing I want to get drunk of is the PAIN I INFLICT ON YOU!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: You like to say I was a prison bitch, well pal I’ve got news for ya, the SECOND I can step back into this ring Raz, you’ll be nothing but MY BITCH!!!!
"YES.......YES.........YES........YES.........YES"
Tax: BUT…. Despite what HE DID…..but….I shouldn’t have gone out to this ring, I should have gone to get help but I didn’t…I was selfish…..HUNTER…..(Tax looks into the camera)….to you and your loved ones….I’m sorry I put you in that unsafe moment…..to the official…I’m sorry that I came off as a PIG in this ring with my advances…..and to Matt Hopkins I’m not only sorry I placed my hands on you……I am FOREVER grateful to you and the WGWF for not pressing charges but for the last four weeks get me the help I need……(POP)……It’s now been twenty five days and NOT ONE DROP has touched these lips.
POP
Diamond “Way to go Tax. Keep moving forward”
Tax: It’s not THAT great….I mean it’s good and all but things will only be GREAT WHEN I CAN STEP BACK INTO THIS RING AND KICK THE ASS OF RAZIEL!!!!!
MEGA POP
Tax: But that day isn’t here yet…..but that day is coming and so is that day when a sober Tax walks down to this ring as a NEW WGWF CHAMPION!!!!!!!
POP
Tax: But that is a dream that I am going to have to wait on until AFTER May 25th and AFTER WrestleWar’s when the WGWF will finally have it’s champion BACK….(POP)…I’ll be watching…..and getting ready to return to THIS ring!!!!Speaking of which it’s time for the show to go on. I just wanted to thank you all again for the love and support……
Tax drops the microphone in the center of the ring, pauses as he looks around once again, this time the tears are evident as Tax removes his hoodie and takes a “BOW” in the center of the ring as he makes his way up the stage as cameras return to the ring where Donald Master’s stands…….
Donald Master’s: The following is your Monday Night BRAWL……. OPENING CONTEST OF THE EVENING!!!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: The following is a singles match set for one fall, introducing first he weighs in at 235 pounds, from the open road on the back of his Harley, this is RYDER…..REBELLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!
There’s a mild POP as “Follow you Home” begins blaring over the speakers, Ryder Rebel rolls onto the entrance ramp on his Harley Davidson, he’s wearing a black leather jacket, dark black jeans, and a white v neck t-shirt, he also has on black shades, out of his black jacket he takes out a cigar and begins smoking on his Cuban Cigar. Once the second verse of “Follow you Home” plays.
Diamond “On the road to WrestleWar’s and a chance at a hundred thousand dollars in that Battle Royal, Ruder is looking to collect a debut that MAY HAVE cost him an even bigger match at the big show.”
Baxter “PLEASE, Derrick be it three seconds or three minutes he was NEVER going to beat the Queen and now he’ll have to enjoy being a rabbits BITCH instead of just Starchylde’s.”
Ryder rides down the entrance ramp and circles around the ring before parking the bike right next to the announcers table, he then slowly walks into the ring and tosses his cigar in the crowd, he goes to each turnbuckle and raises his fist in the air on each turnbuckle, once he gets to the last turnbuckle he hops down and paces as tosses his leather jacket to the side and waits for the match to begin.
Donald Master’s: And now his opponent….making his WGWF debut…..he is accompanied by ALYCE STARCHYLDE….(HEAT)……weighing at 385 pounds and standing at six foot ten, hailing from Wonderland this is……..THE WHITE RABBITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
The sound of a clock ticking fills the arena, though the billowing pink smoke steps out Alyce followed by the monster wearing that bunny mask, the White Rabbit is slow in his approach towards the ring. Ryder has stepped back to the furthest corner of the ring as the White Rabbit steps over the top rope and enters the ring
*Ding…...Ding*
With the crowd at fever pitch, the near 7ft monster stalks his prey, for a few moments, Ryder plays it smart, avoiding getting trapped in the corner, ducking beneath the behemoth’s mighty swipes, and even getting in a few quick shots of his own, both to the face and, interestingly, the ankle. Eventually though, Ryder tries to run one too many times, and the Rabbit cuts him off, HURLING him back into the corner and PUMMELLING him with two quick right hands to the abdomen! Ryder falls to the mat not for as long the White Rabbit quickly drags Ryder back up and delivering a brutal HEADBUTT!!! Rebel is knocked right back down; cameras keep on Ryder who makes it back to his feet and FLIPS OFF THE WHITE RABBIT!!!!!
Baxter “DUMB ASS”
Diamond “Ryder’s ALWAYS had more guts than brains but, on this night, that Rabbit may eat both guts and brains. This monster looks impressive. Ryder you may want to tone it down.”
Rabbit comes charging in bit Ryder ducks under the clothesline and can get off a few near fire right hands which stagger the mammoth, sending him wobbling into the centre of the ring. Ryder hits the ropes, connecting with a BIG CLOTHESLINE … which doesn’t even faze the beast!! Gritting his teeth, Ryder rushes into the ropes again -- but this time the White Rabbit cuts him off, RACING FORWARD AND PLOUGHING RIGHT THROUGH!!! We’re back to more of the same, as the White Rabbit takes control with more head butts, right hands, and stinging chops. Ryder, of course, has another flurry, fazing ‘the Rabbit, and he runs off the ropes -- CAUGHT, SIDEWALK SLAMMED INTO THE MAT!!
Baxter “GET A BODY BAG”
Trying to crawl away, Ryder ends up in the ropes, which the Rabbit uses to CHOKE him with illegally. After more punishment to the ribs in the ropes, WGWF official Goose Mahoney has to step in trying to get the monster to back away. Leaving Alyce on the outside as the “Queen” gets cocky, slapping Ryder around a bit, saying, “C’mon, Ryder. C’mon, REBEL.” RYDER EXPLODES WITH A HEADBUTT TO ALYCE, ON THE OUTSIDE!!! The White Rabbit shoves Mahoney away as he grans Ryder by the back of the neck and CLUBS him down like an annoying insect. Picking said insect up, a supremely confident White Rabbit Irish Whips him HARD into the far turnbuckle, and then does it AGAIN, and AGAIN, each time with Ryder falling in agony! After the third time, the Rabbit comes CHARGING IN, only for Ryder to GET HIS BOOTS UP IN HIS FACE, staggering the giant! As the Rabbit stumbles around clutching his mouth, Rebel desperately scales the second turnbuckle, and LEAPS OFF, ONTO WHITE RABBITS BACK, APPLYING A SLEEPER HOLD TO THE MONSTER!! The crowd pops, as Ryder begins to wear the giant down, really for the first time in the match. After a few minutes in the hold, spent trying to squash Ryder in the corner, the Rabbit falls to a knee … BEFORE SUDDENLY RYDER GETTING BEHIND THE RABBIT AND SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!!!!!
Baxter “WHAT?”
Diamond “HE DID IT, THE MONSTER’S OFF HIS FEET.”
With Alyce pounding on the canvas the Rabbit is slowly getting back to a vertical base as Ryder quickly scrambles up to the top rope, looking to capitalise with a big aerial manoeuvre -- BUT THE WHITE RABBIT SHOVES RYDER OFF … ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE FLOOR!!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE…..DAMMIT, we got to take a quick break. We’ll be right back.”
*** Commercial Break ***
(Continued)
Ryder is in a bad way on the outside, but referee Goose Mahoney manages to keep either Alyce or the White Rabbit from doing any further damage basically acting like a shield during the break, however Ryder is able to barely slide back under the bottom rope as the White Rabbit NBOUNCES OFF THE ROPES & DELIVERS A LEG DROP!!!!!! Ryder’s ribs could ALL be broken but again Alyce shaking & shout “NO”, the Rabbit doesn’t go for the cover instead he paces around the ring methodically, slowly Rebel sits back up … AND THE RABBIT KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE CHEST!! The crowd groans at the sound of the sickening smack, as Ryder rolls around, clutching his toned chest in agony. The Rabbit yells something indistinct to more heat, while Starchylde claps away on the outside. Back on the offensive, the White Rabbit launches Ryder into the ropes as he bounces back THE WHITE RABBIT THROWS HIM UP … DELIVERING THE SAMOAN DROP!!
Baxter “Ryder will need DUCK TAPE to hold those ribs together for a LONG time after that nasty Samoa Drop.”
Ryder lies on the canvas grabbing at his mid-section while the White Rabbit find himself seated in the far corner, where Alyce has “skipped” over whispering sweet destruction in her monster’s ear. The Rabbit nods slowly before standing back up as Ryder who’s back is toward the corner is able to get on both knee’s unaware as the WHITE RABBIT CHARGES FORWARD HE SHOOTS OUT HIS RIGHT BOOT WHICH DRIVES RYDER’S HEAD BACK INTO THE CANVAS!!!!!!!!
Diamond “GOOD GOD, WHAT IMPACT, WHAT SNAP BACK….WHAT DISTRUCTION!”
Ryder is left lifeless in the center of the ring as the Rabbit still has his boot pressed into the skull of Ryder with Starchylde shouting “THE BUNNY HOP….THAT WAS THE BUNNY HOP”……whatever the name the move certainly has left Ryder for a dead man, still using the hell of his boot. The Rabbit rolls Ryder over and “pins” him…….-ONE…..TWO….THREE!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…..(heat)….of his debut contest as the result of a pin fall……..THE WHITTTTTE…..RABBITTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
The HEAT is real as the official doesn’t even bother raising the hand of the Rabbit who methodically leaves the ring and joins Alyce as they back up the entrance way with Starchylde doing an exaggerated “BOO-HOO” “Cry Baby” like taunt as Ryder is still down and out in the center of the ring.
Diamond “Certainly Alyce seems to have a TRUE monster in her court at the moment, you’ve got to wonder if that THING has any impact inside the Elimination Chamber in two weeks.”
Baxter “I wouldn’t be against that rascally rabbit. “
Diamond “Looney Toons……. honestly, Baxter it’s WrestleWar’s season. This is the LAST Brawl before the showcase of the immortals where men and women will attempt to create their own WrestleWar’s moment. In fact tonight the chance for a match at WrestleWar’s is on the line when Angel battles the Extinction’s own Ryan Dusk and Angel must win via pin fall in order to face Velvet at WrestleWar’s, then we have Paul Frost…SATIN himself facing off against Marcus Enderton, two out of the six men involved in the Trinity Championship match at WrestleWar’s, Dorling’s is expected to confront that PHYSCO Jack in the Box Xmyles and finally the main event see’s Cable,Slater,Alyce and HUNTER four out of the seven chamber participants team up in an EPIC tag team war! And your sitting there talking about Looney Toons.”
Baxter “I’ll tell you what is looney….TERRY BORDEN….A BATTLE ROYAL…..and….ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS at stake.”
Borden’s BASH
Cameras cut and we find ourselves looking at a door marked “Borden’s BASH….Brother’s”, panning back further we see not one, two, three four or even five but SIX…SIX armed security guards standing watch as the door opens revealing TERRY “FREAKEN” BORDEN!!!!!
POP
Borden: Hello MY dudes, com eon in Brother’s……Sister’s…everybody….the guards….brother’s with that WACK clown attacking legends, America-Mania WON’T get fooled again.
The camera follows Terry inside a rather large locker room which has been turned into “Borden’s BASH” balloons, dance light’s, a DJ and a full catering spread adorn the locker room with already signed up talents for the One Hundred Thousand Dollar Battle Royal in attendance, Heat & Fire are shown toasting to the other’s success while Logan is perched almost like a gargoyle on top of a locker itself, Hawaiian Hardhead stands in the middle of the room not moving a muscle instead he just grunts ever so often.
Borden: So as YOU can see DUDES, this bash is just getting started and we’re looking for MORE WGWF stars who want to make a hundred K, like that Logan kid up there….(Borden points to Logan perched on the top)….he’s real mysterious dude….LOOKING GOOD LOGAN….then you’ve got the BIG MAN…..(Terry approaches Hardhead)….Dude YOU are going to be a challenge….BUT….when I scooped SLAMMED ANDRE THE MIDGET BACK AT THE SILVER DOME….I….well you know the REST of that story brother…..but who else…who else wants the chance at a hundred thousand George Washington’s…..
“I’m game”
Kristy Jackson walks into frame with a smile on her face
Jackson: Madison Square Garden and a Hundred Thousand Dollars, how could a girl say no?
“A sister-ah can’t say no either”
With that Dutchess walks into frame as she whips her hair back as Jackson get’s a face full.
Borden: Jackson awesome, Dutchess your always welcome but MY siter show up to a WrestleWar’s this time…..
“WOOOOOOOOOO……MAKE ROOM FOR THE NATURE BOY!!!!!!”
POP
RIC FLIEHR walks into frame, dressed in his signature ring robe however the neck brace seems to limit Ric in more than one way.
Borden: Brother, but Dude your hurt and I can’t in good conscience let you compete brother.
Fliehr: This? (RIC RIPS OFF THE BRACE) ….WOOOOO….I’m all healed up BROTHER, I just wanted to score a sponge bath from the nurse before I came to the show tonight!
Borden: You dog, YOU’RE IN!!!!!
“ME TOO”
Cameras pan back as the WGWF Audience POP’S HUGE AS THE SENTEILE IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BASH!!!!!!
Diamond “IT CAN’T BE……BUT IT IS!!!!!!”
Everybody at the Bash is quite all looking up at the seven-foot WGWF Hall of Fame original giant, as Borden grabs Sentinel’s hand and shakes it.
Borden: OH BROTHER, YOU’VE GOT IT!!!!!
Life, Death & Tax II
Diamond “You talk about a GIANT announcement; the Sentinel is BACK in the WGWF!!!!!”
Baxter “Great a foreign green giant….I’m so trilled.”
Cameras switch from Borden’s Battle Royal Party over to a backstage hallway where TAX is shown walking down, shaking a few hands with officials and even referee’s as Tax is then met by HUNTER!!!!!
Diamond “Oh boy.”
Baxter “YES, maybe somebody will finally SOCK IT TO HIM, come on HUNTER you owe him a shiner after that SELFISH action a month ago.”
TAX & HUNTER stare at one another, HUNTER himself looks to be seething just a bit, Tax’s eyes dart down as cameras pan back showing HUNTER EXTENDING A HAND TO TAX!!!!!!
Baxter “Come on! Enough with the love in DAMMIT!!!”
Tax quickly takes it as Hunter pulls Tax in for a quick embrace, “You’ve got this….get sober and then we’ll actually have a proper match”…..”You’ve got it….thank you.” Tax turns and makes his way outside into the underground parking lot…..taking a moment he watches the door close behind him, takes a deep breath….BLINDSIDED BY RAZIEL!!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “WHAT? WHERE’S THE SECURITY?”
Raziel begins laying his boots into the chest of Tax…..”YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH”………Raziel lands a boot right to SKULL of Tax……”STAY DOWN YOU FAT DRUNK”……”YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF SHIT”…..Raziel stands Tax up and leans him up against the wall and takes a few free shots with CLOSED FISTS right to Tax’s fore head…..Tax just simply slums back down onto the floor as Raziel paces around like a caged animal watching as Tax tries to crawl away…”YOU THINK I’M A JOKE….I LOST TO A DAMN JOKE BECAUSE OF YOU”….another boot finds its way into the spine of Tax….picking him up Raziel shoves Tax into an ice machine….where he SLAMS his head off of it….Tax again falls to the floor as Raziel looking over at a car window and than back to Tax…..a smile lights up across his face…RAZIEL JUMPS ALL OVER THE DOWN TAX!!!!!
Baxter “This is GREAT, finally somebody dishing out that TOUGH kind of love.”
Raziel lands a few more unprotected right hands before lifting Tax up by his hair and turning him towards the parked car
Raziel “YOU WANT THIS TO BE OVER….HUH?....FINE….LET’S BREAK UP!!!”
RAZIEL THROWS TAX FACE FIRST THROUGH THE CAR WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Diamond “HELP……HELP….CAN ANYBODY GET SOME HELP HERE?”
Tax’s body falls like a sack of bricks onto the ground as finally the parking lot door opens with HUNTER leading the charge with Raziel throwing up his hands as officials keep HUNTER away from Raziel who backs around the gathering crowd who try to check on Tax as Raziel slithers his way into the arena as cameras keep on Tax who’s still face down on the ground.
*** Commercial Break ***
Returning from break & Brawl cameras return backstage where the final shots of the on-site ambulance is now speeding away into the Philadelphia night as Denise Essex is standing by surrounded by a gathering of WGWF superstars & officials……
Essex: Baxter, Derrick Tax was just RUSHED to the nearest hospital downtown, however it’s not all doom and gloom, early reports are the EMT’s believe Tax DIDN’T suffer any major injuries. The trip to the hospital as I’ve been told is strictly preventative, Tax will have a few stiches from a few cuts to the face but nothing serious and……
Velvet: Oh deary there is STILL doom and gloom to come here this evening, in fact in just a few moments that ambulance will have to come all the way back to add a FALLEN….BLOODY….and….BROKEN ANGEL…(HEAT)…..to the injury list because GOD’S WARRIOR….(HEAT)….RYAN DUSK…(HEAT)…is about to rip the flesh off her bones, quench his thirst with her blood and slat the earth with his soul but most of all Denise, Angel is about to LOOSE to God’s….(HEAT) chosen people!
With that Velvet, Dusk & Ridge all walk past Denise with snarls and stares meanwhile Matt Hopkins can be shown left standing in the lingering crowd.
Essex: Matt…..Matt….Matt any words about the actions to Tax?
Hopkins: No comment.
Essex: What about Raziel…will he be suspended? Fine? Fired?
Hopkins: I really don’t know…….
Donald Master’s: the following contest is set for ONE FALL…..where IF….Angel is able to pin the shoulders of Ryan Dusk then she will EARN a WrestleWar’s match against Velvet!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: Introducing first being accompanied to the ring by VELVET…..(HEAT)….and…KENNETH RIDGE….(HEAT)…..this man weighs in at 305 pounds, standing 6’10 representing the Extinction…..this is…..RYANNNNNNN…….DUSKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
“this is GOD’S house”
The darken arena is lit up by strobe lights via the entrance way, the purple smoke blasting from above and below as both Dusk & Ridge walk out on stage, as Velvet crawls out of the smoke before being stood up on her feet. As the terrible trio head down towards the ring, Ridge though jets off and can’t hep rearrange the furniture at Velvet’s direction as a table is set up on the far side sending the Philadelphia crowd chanting…
“WE WANT TABLES” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT TABLES”
Dusk reaches the ring and steps inside as his towering presence is shown off as his theme dies down
Donald Master’s: And now introducing his opponent she weighs in at 120 pounds, hailing from Jacksonville Florida, THIS IS……ANGELLLLLL!!!!!!!
The opening to Lithium starts and an image of the sky and the heaven plays on screen. When the song pauses, the arena goes dark and when the guitar kicks in, the lights flash back on and Angel is standing at the top of the ramp. She slowly make her way down to the ring with a smile are she looks around. She slides under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle. She overlooks the crowd briefly before jumping down and looking back at the monster who just stares back at her.
Diamond “Remember here folks the ONLY way Angel gets to face off against that Jezebel in the Garden is only IF she pins Ryan in that ring.”
Baxter “Angel gives up almost a 200-hundred-pound difference to Dusk, the idea of her having enough body weight to pin Dusk for ONE second let alone three, well Derrick…YOU MUST BE JOKING. Because the ONLY way Angel’s going to WrestleWar’s is in that battle royal. NOT against Velvet.”
*Ding….Ding*
Angel & Dusk just stare at each other from across the ring for several seconds, Angel’s not standing down in the least. She is the first to even bother approaching center ring, walking very slowly and being very tedious about this, Dusk soon bullrushing forward and looking to SPEAR ANGEL IN HALF, but Angel moves out of the way fairly quickly, leaving Ryan to keep going across the ring and stop himself against the ring ropes. Quickly Dusk turns around from the corner and looks dead at Angel, who scurries back to her feet and into a wrestling stance, but being very tedious still. Ryan begins stalking her with each step he takes towards her, lunging at Angel again, only for her to dodge that as well, but surprises Dusk with a roll-up from behind – 1…NO!!
Diamond “Angel with the first cover of the contest.”
Baxter “Something tell’s me she won’t have the LAST one though.”
Diamond “Have faith Baxter.”
Baxter “ I do, he’s called Paul Frost and GOD’S chosen people will NOT be beaten to a false and fallen Angel.”
Diamond “Oh brother.”
Angel quickly rolls back to her feet as Dusk pounds the canvas in frustration getting back to his feet and finally gets within striking distance, but again it’s Angel who surprises us when she darts in on one of Ryan’s legs, throwing the big man off balance and forcing him down to one knee, which Angel uses to try and lock in the LeBell Lock, using all her might to try and get the bowling ball sized biceps of Dusk between her legs…NO!! Dusk powers out of the move by simply flexing his arm, forcing Angel to roll backwards. But Angel rolls so to her feet, quickly rushing back behind the still shortened Dusk and gets in the double chickenwings lock, looking for a submission perhaps a modified full Nelson hold but Dusk resists and rises to his feet before throwing Angel clean over his shoulders with the chickenwings still locked in!! Angel is thrown with authority over the head of Dusk, who flexes his muscles in a ravish display of power. Angle has to immediately rethink things, her first two finishing submissions perhaps being seen as null and void here. As we look around the ring, Velvet is paying close attention, but smiles when she sees Dusk’s power and starts telling the monster to “finish HER”, Dusk bursts forward towards Angel once again with a clothesline, but Angel is able to take it, use the momentum, and actually get Dusk down on the mat, once again going for the LeBell, but Ryan again stands up and throws his arms open, throwing Angel back down to the canvas. As the resilient superstar gets to back to her feet quickly, however, she’s immediately BEHEADED BY A DUSK CLOTHESLINE!!
Baxter “HERE WE GO!!!! Ryan Dusk BEHEADDING Angel with that move. It’s only a matter of time until Dusk feasts upon the Angel in that ring tonight.”
Angel goes flipping on that move, with Ryan having to stop himself in the opposite corner there was such a charge behind that one. Dusk surprisingly does not go for a cover here, instead looking down at Velvet and getting word that he should “torture Circa’s lover”. Dusk seems to oblige here, now beginning to play with his food, it seems. He grabs the stunned Angel and brings her up to her feet before draping Angel across his chest and chunking her over his body with a massive fallaway slam. Angel goes rolling all the way to the edge of the canvas, but there’s a rest as Ryan grips the limp body of Angel and gives it a solid knee to the gut before whipping her across the ring and going for a big boot, but Angel is still aware enough to dodge it and rebound again before connecting with a clothesline…that doesn’t seem to knock Dusk down! It stuns the big man, but Ange; needs to do more, as he goes and rebounds again, only for Ryan to catch her in a DEVASTATING SPINEBUSTER!! The crowd is deflated once more as Velvet looks over at Angel, telling her “IS SHE WORTH IT? IF SHE LOVED YOU, SHE WOULD BE HERE!” Those who can hear this let out a boo of a roar, but it doesn’t make Angel any more alive, as Dusk finally looks to go for a pin attempt here – 1…2…3-NO!! ANGLE KICKED OUT!!! Showing she has much more fight in her than that. Angel rises to her feet clutching the base of her spine, Ryan quick to follow up with another hard set of blows to the gut, then a blow to the face. Angel is rocked off balance until she starts firing shots of his own right back at Dusk, starting a flurry of blows that gets the crowd back into things, with a CHOP(Wooooo!), followed by another CHOP(Wooooo!), but just when she gains a head of steam, Dusk turns the momentum around and shoves Angel in a corner, kicking back and nailing several consecutive shoulder thrusts to his gut, prompting Angel to nearly fold up in the corner with each blow. Ryan then takes the withered Angel and tries to whip her into the opposite corner, but Angel backflips over Ryan’s head, sending the charging Extinction member crashing his chest against the corner!
Diamond “YES…..YES….COME ON ANGEL….THIS COULD BE YOUR CHANCE.”
Dusk’s huge body doesn’t recoil, instead leaving him hanging in pain in the corner. Angel sees her opening, rushes at Dusk and corner dropkicks him back into the post!! Dusk goes down hard for the first time, Angel finally able to get a count on – 1…2…NO!! Dusk lifts Angel’s body off of him with authority! Even so, Angel doesn’t let the big man get to his feet, rushing over to his still downed body and attempting to wrap him up in a submission hold, but Ryan is able to muscle his way out of Angel’s attempt. Angle though tries, continuing to pry at Ryan until he makes it to his legs, which she finds a way to wrap up before putting on…a surfboard stretch!? Angel, the 5’ 6”, 130 pound vegan has the 6’ 10”, 314 pound muscleman contorted in a modified surfboard stretch!! Angle is pulling Ryan’shead into her chest almost like a Dragon Sleeper has been mixed in with the placement of Angel’s forearm against Ryan’s neck. The crowd is eating this up, with Velvet looking on very worried as Angel is selling the intensity of the hold, but Dusk soon breaks free when his large legs break away from Angel’s much smaller ones, Ryan squatting to his feet with Angle still clutching his head, adjusting and putting Angel on his shoulder for the Dominator…but Angel squiggles off, grabbing Dusk and pushing him into the ropes and rolling him over for a victory roll – 1…2…NO!! Ryan’s powerful legs again get him out of that one, throwing Angel pretty far as well. She makes some room between her and Dusk before charging back at the big man…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE CORNER!! ANGEL FOLDS HEAD OVER HEELS IN THE CORNER!!
Baxter “NOPE….IT’S OVER…Angel just LOST her wings on that one.”
Angel collapses out of the corner, Velvet meanwhile with a huge smile on her face from watching her rival squashed like a bug. Dusk then roams over and takes the damaged Angel and forces her back into a corner, taking a few steps back, before charging with a CORNER HIP ATTACK!! Ryan’s waistline crashes into the Angel’s ribs, doubling her over and possibly causing internal bleeding. Ryan’s expression doesn’t change at all, staying ridiculously stoic to counter Velvet’s hyena like expression on the outside. The air has once again left the arena, Dusk’s face seething as he pulls Angel out of the corner and covers – 1…2…3…NO!!! ANGEL STAYS ALIVE!! The crowd loves the fight still left in Angel, Velvet screams at Ryan to finish it now, prompting Ryan to lift Angel up into a suplex…and leave her in the air before bringing Angel back down with the delayed vertical suplex. Angel almost seems done for, but to add insult we see Velvet nod to Kenneth on the outside, as the other Extinction member hops onto the apron distracting the official Ray Ramsey who immediately tells Ridge to “GET DOWN”, leaving Angel helpless as Dusk with a handful of hair as he drags Angel towards the bottom rope where Velvet is standing, the HEAT is unbearable as Velvet reaches forward with a CLOSED FIST DELIVERING A PUCH RIGHT INTO THE JAW OF ANGEL!!!!!! Ridge finally drops down from the apron as Dusk toss’s Angel into a near by corner as he looks for ANOTHER RUNNING HIP ATTACK…NOBODY HOME!! It’s Dusk now who crashes into the iron post, forced into the corner! Angel takes this moment to heed to her midsection before getting up and rushing at the cornered big man…EXPLODING CORNER DROPKICK!!
Diamond "THE HEART, THE PASSION, THE NEVER SAY DIE ATTITUDE. How could you NOT root for this woman?”
Baxter “Because she’s NOT Velvet.”
Dusk gets hit with a bursting move, but still doesn’t go down, just gingerly stepping out of the corner. Angel sees an opportunity and gets on the apron before climbing to the top rope…FLYING KNEE TO THE SKULL!! AND RYAN DUSK FINALLY FALLS!! The mighty oak comes crashing down, possibly concussed, Angel roaming over for a perhaps miracle cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Dusk bench presses Angel off of him, almost sending the Cruiserweight through the ropes and to the floor, however, when Dusk tries to sit up and recover, Angel tries to chicken wing both of his arms, looking for another submission…NO! Dusk is just too big and too powerful to wrap up in the submission, just tossing Angel over his shoulders. But the fierce and focused Angel rolls through the toss, plants her feet, and nails the seated Dusk with a SHOOT ROUNDHOUSE TO THE TEMPLE!! Angel with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Again, Dusk tosses Angel off of him, this time sending her through the ropes and to the floor!
Diamond “Watch out for THAT no good Jezebel here. Ref.”
The referee’s attention is strictly on Velvet & Angle on the outside as in the ring Ridge has rolled in looking to help Ryan back to his feet. Velvet is shouting…”IT’S OVER-AH…….GIVE IT UP….BITCH YOU’LL NEVER FACE ME!!!”, Angel for her part lifts herself off the floor but gets into a kneeling position…….arms out stretched….she looks right at Velvet and smiles……
“LORD……I NEED YOUR HELP…….GOD..…..HELP ME!!!!!”
B L A C K O U T
Baxter “NO! SHE CAN'T CALL HIM”
When the lights return standing behind Ridge & Dusk are…. DIXON……FRAZIER…..REP INC!!!!!!!! The cheers are HUGE, as each man holds a an aluminum baseball batt as they BOTH SMASH THE BATS OFF THE BACK OF THE EXTINCTION’S HEADS!!!!!!!! On the outside Velvet has lost it LEAPING AT ANGEL WITH LEFT & RIGHTS!!!!!!! The official has to try and break up the two women, while inside the ring Ridge & Dusk find themselves the victims of a NEVER-ENDING BASEBALL SHOTS!!!! Frazier & Dixon each grab a section of Kenneth Ridge and THROW HIM UP & OVER THE TOP ROPE CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE BELOW!!!!!! Meanwhile Ryan Dusk starts to stand as Dixon reaches under his shirt and TASER’S…..TASER’S….RYAN DUSK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!!!!!
Diamond “ A TASER…….REP INC JUST TASERED RYAN DUSK…..DON’T TAS ME BRO….IS RIGHT!!!!”
Baxter “GOD….FROST…..YOUR PEOPLE NEED YOU TO SAVE THEM FROM THESE GANGSTERS”
Dusk’s body is convulsing on the canvas as both Dixon & Frazier slide out of the ring as the official finally removes the women from each other bit when all three look at the downed body of Dusk in the ring, that’s when Angel sprints back into the ring as Velvet is left stunned on the outside as he walks around the ring looking over at the body of Ridge through what’s left of a table while REP INC blow kisses Velvet’s way. Angel has climbed to the top rope as she looks down at Velvet…..
“SEE YOU AT WRESTLEWAR’S…..BITCH!!!!!”
ANGEL LEAPS OFF WITH A TOP ROPE MONNAULST!!!!! PICTURE PERFECT LANDING…..INTO THE COVER-ONE……TWO……THREE!!!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Diamond “YES…..YES….YES…..YOU SONS OF BITCHES….YOU’LL GET YOURS….YOU’LL GET YOURS!!!!!”
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…..(POP)……of the match as a result of a pin fall and earning a match at WrestleWar’s against Velvet…(heat)…..ANGELLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
Velvet is shown SCREAMING like a cray lady on the outside as she backs up towards the entrance way, in the ring both Frazier & Dixon join Angel who nods her head as she reaches into her top and pulls out two wads of cash and hands it off to the members of REP INC!!!!!
“Oh Velvet…Velvet….UP HERE”
There’s a POP as Matt Hopkins appears on the Titantron.
Hopkins: I really don’t mean to pile the bad news onto you already, I mean you just saw Angel DEFEAT…(POP)…..Ryan Dusk via PIN FALL, meaning that Angel verse Velvet is ON AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!
HUGE POP
Hopkins: Not only that but ladies you two will also see history made in your match with the debut of the WGWF's newest referee……. CIRCA!!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Velvet looks down at the entrance way and standing there in WGWF Referee attire is CIRCA!!!!! Shaking her head back and forth Velvet is stunned as Circa approaches her as Velvet back RIGHT INTO ANGEL ON THE ENTRANCE WAY!!!!!! The two begin trading left’s & rights until Velvet lands a poke to the eye turning BACK INTO A SUPER KICK VIA CIRCA!!!!!!!
Velvet is out cold on the entrance way as Circa and Angel embrace on the stage before Circa tell her…”COVER”…..Angel falls to her knees and “cover’s” Velvet as Circa counts…….”ONE”…..”TWO”…..”THREE!!!!!!!”
The last shot is that of CIRCA RAISING THE HAND OF ANGEL TO A MASSIVE REACTION!!!!!!!!
Partners or Problems?
Camera’s cut back to Brawl backstage interview set up where Denise Essex is standing by with a very unique guest.
Essex: The road to WrestleWar’s just rolls on here in the Wells Fargo Center tonight and speaking about rolling…..
“MORE LIKE SQUASHING”
The HEAT is there from syllable one as Alyce Starchylde walks into the scene with her “victorious” White Rabbit.
Essex: There’s certainly no denying that , it’s the White Rabbit is it?
Denise looks to extend her microphone towards the masked man, but all that can be heard is muffled deep breathing as Alyce forceful brings down Denise’s arm so that the microphone is near her lips as well as shooting her a dirty look.
Starchylde: DOWN HERE PLEASE…..*ugh*….who do you think you are Denise? Always looking for the scoop instead of focusing on the REAL STORY standing right in front of you, THE REAL QUEEN….(HEAT)….standing right in front of you…..what MY “beast” did better than John Cable could ever hope to be….he went out at MY behest and DESTROYED that pathetic wannabe TRYKE rider in the middle of that ring, maybe he can pedal his big wheel to the Garden in two weeks and get his ass DUMPED out of the ring in less time then it took MY White Rabbit like the PISS ANT….(HEAT), he truly is! This is just the start in TWO WEEKS, two weeks I will get to right the wrong that has lingered in MY kingdom for TWO YEAR. WrestleWar’s Twelve will become a distant memory and inside that Chamber the QUEEN’S….. (heat)…..I said the QUEEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN WILL FINALLY BEGIN!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Starchylde: HA and you know while were at it I want the so called peasant “universe”….(HEAT)….I want you to all forget the Extinction…(HEAT)….ignore that JACK-ASS in the box Xmyles…(Heat), hell basically ignore just about EVERYBODY WHO ISN’T ME….(HEAT)….or a member of MY Wonderland…..(heat)….the White Rabbit….and in a few weeks the return of JACKDAW…(more heat)…soon WE will be the ONLY Royal Court that matters!
“Well won’t that be GLORIOUS”
Mixed POP, Starchylde clearly rolls here eyes as TRISTAN SLATER walks gingerly into frame. Slater dressed in a simple pair of jeans, shirtless with his mid section tapped up heavily steps and gently pushes Denise out of the frame as the White Rabbit now steps in between Slater & his “Queen”. As Slater is forced to tilt his head up towards the masked man.
Slater: Easy there big man….(Slater proceeds to slap the White Rabbit on the chest)….hell of a job squashing a jobber….now….”Bunny”.
Starchylde: RABBIT!
Slater (Side steps the White Rabbit): Whatever, I’m not here looking to guess pet names I’m here trying to talk with my partner.
Starchylde: PARTNER? Hahahahahahaha……. PARTNER’S? You MUST be joking Tristian….I FUCKING HATE YOU……the ONLY thing I would ever want to “talk” with you about is where I hang your head on MY WALL!
Slater: You think this a fantasy of mine sweet cheeks? It’s a DAMNING REALITY, when the GLORIOUS ONE has to team with a LOSER…(mild pop)….like you, the same LOSER who I beat two years ago I now have to “TRUST” and “HOPE” you can actually WIN a match. Talk about your living HELL’S, however there’s something WORSE than you and me…..HUNTER and Cable….heck…add Page and Camden to that sentence and at WrestleWar’s we’re BOTH fucked out of a chance at that championship. We need to WORK TOGETHER……STARTING TONIGHT.
Starchylde: Awe is da Glorious One afraid of da big bad BEAST and the old meany HUNTER?
Slater: You think this is a joke?
Starchylde: Yep, I’ll be LAUGHING MY ASS OFF LEAVING YO ALONE IN THAT RING GETTING YOUR ASS KICKED!!!!!
Slater: Fine. But who do you think will be NEXT? It certainly won’t be Cable, Camden, HUNTER or even Page….hell Andy may already be out after his head was SMASHED into a tv screen last week….so Alyce do you have enough big men dressed up in other animal cracker mask’s to SAVE YOU? Or is REALITY finally setting in, after me it’s YOU!!!
Slater & Starchylde are nose mere inches away from the other as Alyce face changes from distain into a look of defeat.
Starchylde: (gritting her teeth): Fine….tonight and TONIGHT ONLY….. we have a truce.
Slater: Agreed, thank you.
The camera pans out showing a wider shot of the two superstars each with hand behind their back, fingers crossed.
Starchylde: Now since you have my attention…..so what’s the ugh I can’t believe I’m saying this…..what’s the plan….partner?
Slater (grinning): Well since you asked…..(Slater looks right over at the camera)……not here ANYONE could be watching.
Both Alyce & Tristian walk off shot as the two can be heard whispering as cameras cut for a break.
*** Commercial Break ***
A Tale of Two Superstars
We return to ringside where cameras have focused on both Professor Baxter & Derrick Diamond at the announce desk.
Diamond: Folks we are just a few weeks away from the BIGGEST show of the year, WrestleWar’s live from the worlds most famous arena will play host to some of the most brutal, barbaric and in this case personal rivalries the WGWF have witnessed.
Baxter: BUT the match between John Tolly and Brian Cady is one fueled with recent rage but just beneath the most recent attacks, there seemed to be a much more shared history of hatred between the two.
Diamond: So this past week the WGWF had both men sit down separately to tell their stories on the road to WrestleWar’s……..
Cameras leave ringside to show a montage of both Brian Cady & John Tolly walking into an empty room where only a stool, back light and a few bottles of water sat as each man get’s mic’ed up by a production assistant and each looking into the camera in front of them.
Tolly & Cady: Just go whenever?
Director (off screen) “Yes, whenever your ready”
Cady: Listen so do all yourselves a favour when that rat tail idiot opens his mouth replace the sound with a donkey, because that JACKASS will try and bend, twist and wrap the truth to his SICK standards. You want to know the REAL story between him and I? Well I’ve got nothing but time so here it goes……
Tolly: It all goes back to New York, I spent time there as a teenager, I spent time there with my sister, Jimmy, Vito and this little street rat named Brian.
Cady: It’s true before WE ever stepped into a ring together I knew Johnny boy, see I was a street rat and HE, he was a rich bitch but we hung out for less than a New York minute but just because we knew each other as kids doesn’t mean we were EVER pals.
Tolly: Obviously, we lost touch as so many childhood friends do but for all his faults, we shared a passion for THIS sport. We wanted to be wrestlers so imagine my surprise when we would meet all these years later. I was happy for him, I though he was happy for me, I really though we’d be a tag team, I also thought I’d be 42 time world champions, obviously dreams die, goals change and Brain…..he was never the same Brain but after the accident …..well that’s really not for me to say but that same spark of desire faded, he was now filled with an inferno a never ending rage in fact every time I see him now, he’s always ready to…..
Cady: PUKE…..I WANTED TO PUKE when I saw him standing there like a noob…..he wore this shit stain brown trunks with an orange stripe going up the side, like the Cleveland Brown just rejected this wannabe. This grown man playing dress up….a FAILED football career transitions into an even BIGGER FAILURE OF A WRESTLING ONE. Although to Johnny Boy and his PAID for FAKE CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS, he’ll go on and on about how many federations he was in. Funny. Because each one HE PAID FOR, his dead mommy and daddy paid for….the RWF, UWXF, WXWZ and everything else that PHONEY has ever claimed are nothing but very expensive figments of his imagination. At the END of the day before he was able to slither his worthless carcass into the WGWF and before he spent all those years “wrestling” hobo’s on train cars he and I actually had a try out match back in the old XWF days……..
Tolly: It was him and me together again, in fact the whole crew was there to watch at least the crew that hung around with me. Cady really didn’t have anybody in his corner that day, except for a bucket hie used to piss in. I shit you not, Brain…. he’s always been out there but on that day it all caught up to him. It’s pretty sad when you think about it, so much hope and in less than a second…POOF….gone in a blink of an eye a capable and confident man lost to mental sickness becoming this snivelling shell of himself I couldn’t care it. Maybe I should have done more, maybe I should have taken sympathy on him that day….maybe I should have just kicked his ass then, cutting the cancer out before it had time to grow into the degenerate person now standing in my way today. Maybe’s.
Camera changes from individual shots of the two into a spilt screen of both men
Director (off screen) “So who won that match?”
Cady/Tolly: I DID/I LET HIM WIN
Tolly: It’s probably a mistake I wouldn’t make today, but then…call me a past bleeding heart but having money and means and then looking at a CHARITY case…..it’s not easy to say no. I’ve gotten better at it since then but at that moment Brian wanted…no he NEEDED….it was like oxygen for the lungs, Brain NEEDED to win to live, he needed a home…the XWF seemed to fit…….so I took the fall and I hate to sound bitter but the WRONG man won on that day……..
Cady: THAT day still brings a smile to my face, I mean you should have seen the look of utter HUMILIATION on Johnny Boy’s face that day. It was like him seeing his private chief jerk off in his salad and then being force to EAT IT WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE. It was than kind of day, I actually get off on it a little bit. So why? Why if I already murdered the man’s dreams all the way back then, then why today do I cause him pain?
Cady smiles wickedly
Cady: It’s a secret.
Tolly: It’s no secrete, this thing between Brian and I…..is personal….but I can’t speak for the mentally ill but I can damn sure guess why this thing has escalated……it’s because I “robbed” him of a WrestleWar’s moment. But before Tolly SCREWED Cady, Cady SCREWED CADY….see when I say I can’t speak for crazy people….I really have no idea why Brian attacked me back when Brawl debuted and the more I think about it the LESS I care. He attacked me, period end of story. The Why DOESN’T matter the HOW….THE HOW I SCREWED HIM OVER…..well that mattered….in that moment I saw the old Brain again, that WORTHLESS, REPLUSIVE and most of all SCARED GUTTER SLUT……
Cady: GUTTER….you people sent me to the GUTTER with my opponent on May 25th to have to get my hands dirty again when they TEAR out chunks of that rat’s hair….well…..maybe I’ll get lucky and pull out what’s left of his brain and finally read the mind of a LOSER after all. See I’m sure Johnny Boy is going on and on and on about how this whole “match” is about revenge, payback for ROBBING me out of a chance at MY WRESTLEWAR’S MOMENET….and he’s right….well HALF right, makes sense though since Johnny Boy always been HALF A STEP BEHIND……this IS about revenge but NOT MINE….oh….no….nunnno…..Johnny Boy….this about somebody’s else’s thirst for vengeance, this person was so DESPERATE for you to SUFFER Tolly they sought me out, a REAL voice of the past who’s echo is about to SHATTER your future, that is IF you beat me…..we BOTH know you can’t but it’ll be fun to watch you try and FAIL…..AGAIN…..and the bonus….I get to INFLICT AS MUCH PAIN AS I LIKE…..in fact Jonny boy a preview if you like…….
Cady opens his mouth and reaches into his pants pocket pulling out a pair of needle nose pillars which is places into his mouth and RIPS OUT A TOOTH, SCREAMING IN PLEASURE? Blood has now begun to seep out of Cady’s mouth as he looks over to the side at the director…..
Cady: HEY….COME HERE!!!!!
Cameras switch over to Tolly as a hand reaches into frame with a wadded up piece of paper.
Director “He wanted you to have this, a taste of things to come he said”
Tolly (Opens up the wad of paper and his face is one of disgust): A tooth?
Director” HIS tooth.”
Tolly: This is what I meant when I can’t speak for the actions of CRAZY people…..but it sends the right message….WrestleWar’s…..the city of New York…..watch…..watch as a MAD DOG get’s PUT DOWN…..permanently!
Life, Death & Tax III
Cameras return backstage to Borden’s Bash and the HEAT is HUGE as Raziel, now dressed in more accurate attire of jeans, un tucked black silk shirt along with a crimson sports coat completing the ensemble as Raziel walks over face to face with Borden with a grin plastered all over his face……
Raziel: WOOOOOO……RIC…….WOOOOOO or in your case BOO-HOO about that masked FREAK kicking the CRAP OUT OF YOU……..
Borden: What do you want BROTHER?
Raziel: Easy…easy there Terry I wouldn’t want to have I don’t know….SHOVE YOUR HEAD THROUGH A CAR WINDOW….(HEAT)……no…..no….NO….Brother….I come in peace…..(Raziel grabs a glass of champagne)…I’ve come NOT to gloat that even when WrestleWar’s takes place I’ll still make MORE than the winner of your six figure battle royal……(HEAT)….but since my card is currently empty and your looking for some ACTUAL talent…..
“DUDE WE GOT ACTUAL TALENT”
There’s small POP as Bill & Ted the “Dancing Dudes” walk into the room with a boom box
Bill & Ted: We’ve got SO MUCH TALENT….WE’RE GONNA WIN AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!
Raziel (both he & Terry actually each roll their eyes before looking back at the other): Like I said Brother….since my card is currently empty and your looking for some ACTUAL talent…..well then BROTHER….sign ME UP!!!!!
HEAT
“NO”
Matt Hopkins walks into the shot, now it’s him & Raziel standing face to face with Matt taking the glass of champagne out of the hands of Raziel and tossing the liquid out onto the floor.
Hopkins: You know I though I would come in here screaming and shouting…..I mean what you did….your nothing but a PRICK in an expensive jacket…..but…..I’m not….I’m not even going to have you sit in a jail for a night for assault charges……because your not responsible…Tax was under MY protection and……
Raziel: And just like Tax and sobriety you BOTH ARE NOTHING BUT FAILURES
Hopkins: Yes, tonight I did FAIL him…..but YOU provoked him, AGAIN!
Raziel: You forgot I probably concussed him……
Hopkins: No….actually you didn’t do that, you FAILED to END him and I’m obliged to make up for MY failure and grant a request……May 25th….WrestleWar’s….YOU VERSE TAX!!!!!
MEGA POP
Baxter “He CAN’T…HE CAN’T …..TAX IS STILL IN REHAB…DERRICK!!!!!”
Raziel (laughing):…HAHAHAHA…..Matt….such the jokester….but we BOTH know Tax is SUSPENDED…….(HEAT)….THAT Dumbass DRUNK….(HEAT)….can’t compete in this ring for another TWO weeks at least. So please Matt save yourself the embarrassment of telling LIES, if you want me to sit out WrestleWar’s and STILL collect my fat pay check.
Hopkins: NON-SANCTIONED…….(POP)……on May 25th the WGWF will NOT sanction a fight between you two but you will BOTH be in that ring for up to twenty minutes and while the match WILL NEVER HAPPEN....the result....the result WILL be recorded in the history books, whatever happens next….is up to the BOTH of you….but Raz I’d watch out for ANY car windows……
MEGA POP
Diamond “WOW…..TAX….RAZEIL NON SANCTIONED AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following contest is set for one fall with a thirty minute time limit, introducing first he is a former WGWF Intercontinental Champion, (pop)….hailing from Bulawayo, Zimbabwe…MARCUSSS….ENDERTONNNNNN!!!!!
"Hysteria" by Ceremony blasts out over the arena as Marcus Enderton strides out onto the entrance ramp, hair slicked back and a look of purpose on his face as he drops to a predator-like crouch on the ramp. Three rounds of two pyros - one red, one yellow and one orange - go off on each side of the ramp. Marcus jumps back to his feet and continues his purposeful stride to the base of the ring, then transitions into a slide under the bottom rope and hops to his feet. He heads for the nearest turnbuckle, hops atop it and crouches in that same hunting-animal style before dropping back to the mat, turning to survey the ringside area as he awaits the start of the match.
Diamond “Look into his EYES, that fire, that RAGE is burning for ONE MAN….A BASTARD…..A RUTHLESS….VILVE…..PEICE OF CRAP……”
Baxter “ Hey….Hey…easy there Derrick, that piece of CRAP has not ONE BUT TWO….TWO PIN FALL VICTORIES OVER MARCUS…..tonight he’ll make it three and at WrestleWar’s it will be FOUR with TRINITY GOLD.”
Diamond “NOT A CHANCE, speaking of which those Trinity Title on display here next to us reminding the WGWF Universe of the newest division about to take off here in the WGWF.”
Donald Master’s: And introducing his opponent, he is a WGWF HALL OF FAME’ER….(HEAT)…..hailing from the KINGDOM OF HEAVEN…..(MORE HEAT)…..the WGWF’S Lod and Savior….the ONE TRUE GOD…..(MEGA HEAT)……..PAULLLLLLLL……FROSTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
It’s pitch black inside the Well’s Fargo Arena as that single spotlight illuminates the entrance way as the smoke again fills from above & below and that distinct silhouette of Paul Frost in his signature pose is projected as his wall of teal sparks falls from the entrance way above as Frost walks out on stage. This crowd’s utter hatred for the man is something to be expected. As Frost dressed in his signature dark teal trunks, with black, sliver & gold lettering adorn “God’s” body along with his cane he makes his way down towards the ring.
Diamond “Watch OUT HERE!!!!”
Frost is half-way down the ramp when the crowd explodes, as Marcus Enderton has exited the ring through the ropes and charges up to greet “God” , Frost barely has time to realise what is coming his way before Enderton is on him. At full speed, the Marcus hits and levels Paul with a brutal shot, sending him stumbling backwards. The crowd is buzzing at the rage of Enderton, as he pursues the stunned Frost to the top of the ramp. Nervously, referee Justin King yells to the timekeeper to ring the bell, before hurrying out of the ring to try and establish some control to the contest. Marcus drills Frost with another stiff shot at the top of the ramp, sending him stumbling over to the side and the hard wood floor, where all of the excess equipment is kept. The referee makes it there finally and screams at Marcus to take it to the ring, but he doesn’t hear a word of it, consumed by rage as he is. Meanwhile Frost slips away across the floor, trying to regain his senses, but Marcus is in hot pursuit.
Baxter “REF….HEY REF….do your job and get control dammit.”
As Marcus takes Frost and throws him into the nearby equipment, comprising of railings and tables, which “God” bounces off painfully, the smack of his bare flesh all too audible. Frost slips down the wall, but Marcus pulls him straight back up and drills him with a hard-European uppercut, almost knocking Paul Frost up & over the railing. King is doing is best to try and reason with Marcus here, Enderton finally turns around finally with a vicious look on his face and shoves King away, sending the veteran referee staggering backwards. As Marcus turns back and Frost capitalises on the slight distraction, drilling Enderton with a hard shot with his taped fist, sending him staggering backwards. Frost shakes the cobwebs away before hurrying after his opponent, looking to maintain the advantage. He nails Marcus with another stiff shot, Marcus retreats back to the entrance way trying to keep his balance Frost stalks his man, as the crowd get a prime view of the two superstars on the top of the ramp. Frost then slugs Marcus in the face again, but Marcus hits him right back. The two exchange blows back and forth in a furious flurry much to the noisy delight of the fans, before Marcus ducks Frost’s latest shot, and catches him with a stinging uppercut, taking him off his feet. The redness is taking over Marcus’s face, as he seethes, and he gives his enemy no respite, bringing Frost back up to his feet by the back of his head and taking him across to the other equipment area. Across the wooden floor, Marcus gets a run up before tossing Frost into a pile of crates shoulder first with a harsh thud. Frost crumples to the ground with a gasp, unable to regain control, as Marcus pounces on him immediately. Enderton then lines up Frost for another uppercut, but ‘God’ manages to drive his knee into the mid section of the Enderton instead, taking control. He quickly tries to capitalise and attempts an Irish Whip … but Marcus counters and instead sends Frost crashing into the hard crowd barrier! Paul Frost hits the steel hard and buckles with a groan, whilst the manic crowd try to reach over to get a feel of one of their villains. Marcus is there almost immediately though, slamming Frost’s face of the railing without remorse, completely ignoring King’s pleas. Marcus, showing his intense, mean and downright psychotic brawling side, takes Frost by the hair again and leads him off across the concrete before shoving ‘God’ up & over the barrier right into the crowd. The screams are deafening now, as Marcus does the same, vaulting the railing and picking up Frost by the hair again, before leading him off deeper and deeper into the screaming masses in search of more punishment.
Baxter “ When did this become a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH?”
Diamond “It didn’t but the HATRED Marcus has for Paul, well with WrestleWar’s only weeks away did you really think rules were going to be followed?”
The cameraman tries desperately to follow the two athletes, but they become quickly lost amongst the fans. From above we can see Marcus leading Frost through the horde by the hair, occasionally nailing him with a stiff right hand, encouraged by the crowd. Referee Justin King is in there too now amongst it all, trying to get some control into the match. Finally the cameraman is able to get into the crowd with the combatants, as Marcus slams Frost off the nearby crowd steps! Still brimming with intensity, Enderton rams Frost into the nearby rail, where all of the fans stand above and below. The security guards try to separate the superstars from the crowd, but it does not seem to be working. The chaos of the brawl is all too evident, as is the deafening cries of the fans. Feeding off the atmosphere, Marcus drags Frost back up by the hair and leads him off once again into the foray at a great pace. The two of them go crashing through the fans and tumbling over the barricade, back over onto the entrance ramp, where they sprawl out! Whilst Frost writhes around in agony, Marcus pulls himself back up quickly and drags Frost up with him too. ‘God’ is quick off the mark though, kicking Enderton in the gut, before drilling him with a stinging right hand. Marcus stumbles backwards across the ramp and Frost grabs him from behind, slamming him back into the barricade. As Marcus nearly crumples, but Frost tries desperately to press the advantage, hooking his arm and going for a Snap Suplex … but Enderton reverses it and Suplexes ‘God’on the steel ramp to some minor “Oooos” from the crowd. Frost clutches his spine in agony, eyes wide with pain, as Marcus shakes the cobwebs away too, before jumping back up to his feet. Still looking to do some serious damage Marcus then drills him with a series of hard kicks to the mid section, doubling him over. Dragging Frost back to his feet, he nails another European uppercut, knocking Frost stumbling back down the ramp towards the ring. Marcus roars with intensity before heading after Frost, finally making it to the ring area. Paul is leaning against the crowd barricade, clearly trying to re-gather his senses … but drives his knee straight into Marcus’s gut when he comes near. He then shoves Marcus’s head between his legs and begins to try and set him up for a PILEDRIVER on the outside … but Marcus fights out of it, taking Frost down. Quickly, he grabs Frost’s legs in a catapult position and sends him crashing backwards into the barricade … BUT CRUSHES THE REFEREE INTO THE BARRICADE!
Diamond “This CAN’T be good here.”
The crowd “Oooos” as Justin King goes down hard on the outside, not moving after such a hard shot. Marcus only gives the unconscious referee a brief glance before pulling Frost back up to his feet and leading him over to the ring steps. As Marcus tries to drive Paul’s face into the steps, but ‘God’ manages to block it, forcing an elbow into Marcus’s mid section and instead slamming Endteron’s head into the steel with a bump. Without even bothering to recover himself, Frost repeats the move, driving Marcus’s face first into the steps. We get another brief shot of King, who is still showing no signs of movement, crumpled up against the barricade. The match has seemingly gotten out of control though, beyond pin falls, beyond count outs: an unsanctioned street fight. Frost then shakes the cobwebs away before taking Marcus by the head once again and dragging him over to the announce tables, throwing him face first into the Spanish one. With Marcus reeling, Frost tries to establish some form of control, taking Marcus and tossing him under the bottom rope into the ring at last! As Frost shouts towards the time keeper…….”RING THE DAMN BELL”
*Ding…Ding*
Baxter “FINALLY the match is BACK to where it needs to be inside that ring. Where GODDDDD, can finally put down this little prick!”
Seemingly forgetting the condition of the official, Frost crawls in after his opponent, as Marcus struggles over to the ropes to try and pull himself back up. But Frost drills a hard boot to the gut. Holding onto the top rope for some extra leverage, Frost puts the boots to Marcus again and again and again, his face screwed up with intensity, before dropping down to his knees and trying to choke the life out of him. The crowd boos wildly, whilst Marcus’s legs flail in desperation and Frost snarls uncaringly. Finally releasing the hold, Paul tries to assess the situation, with his enemy down. Paul then clambers back up to his feet and pulls Marcus up too. Frost then places Marcus up against the ropes and goes to whip him across the ring … but Marcus reverses, pulling Frost’s arm in, getting underneath the arm and … NAILING THE SAVANA SLAM!
Diamond “YOU WERE SAYING BAXTER……..THE SAVANA SLAM….THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!!!”
Out of absolutely nowhere, Marcus Endteron hits his finishing manoeuvre on ‘God’, the REVERSE SIT OUT SLEEPER SLAM connects sending the crowd into a frenzy. Marcus, still reeling, crawls over to the motionless Frost and hooks the leg for a certain cover.
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NO REFEREE!
Baxter ‘Well what do you know Derrick the match ISN’T over after all.”
Marcus looks around, clearly frustrated, mouthing “Shit” to himself, before climbing back up to his feet and looking for the match official. Spying King still on the outside, Marcus quickly exits the ring and goes after him. Pulling the still dazed referee up to his feet, Marcus leads him back to the ring, pushing him onto the apron before rolling back into the ring himself. Enderton leans over the top rope to try and pull the flailing King back up … but Paul Frost is back and spins Marcus around, he blocks Paul’s right hand attempt thought and drills him with one of his one, before nailing to swift uppercuts to the jaw, sending ‘God’ staggering backwards into the ropes and bouncing off. He lands in Marcus’s waiting arms, and he goes for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex … but Frost shoves him off into the ropes … AND MARCUS ACCIDENTALLY KNOCKS JUSTIN KING OFF THE APRON AND INTO THE CROWD BARRICADE!!!
Diamond “ It is just not a good day to be a WGWF referee around these parts.”
The crowd “Oooos” once again , Marcus rebounds straight off the ropes STRAIGHT INTO A FROST BITE…..THE FROST BITE OUTTA NOWHERE CONNECTS!!!!!
Baxter “NOW IT’S OVER….THE FROST BITE CONNECTS!!!!!”
Clearly oblivious of the situation at hand, Frost crawls on top of Marcus and hooks the leg.
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NO REFEREE!
After at least ten seconds of covering Marcus, Frost looks around furiously in search of the official, before releasing the cover and standing to his feet. He looks around … but here comes referee Goose Mahoney charging down to the ring. Frost screams at the official to hurry up, before jumping back on top of Marcus for another cover, as Mahoney slides straight under the bottom rope into an immediate count.
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Th… NO!
Marcus flings his shoulder up off the canvas at the last possible moment, and the crowd erupts into cheers, whilst Frost rolls away from the cover, completely aghast, a vicious scowl fixed upon his face. Frost glares at Goose Mahoney, holding up three fingers desperately, demanding to know how that was not a three count. Goose protests that he did all he could, but that is clearly not enough for the egomaniacal ‘GOD’, who gets back up to his feet quickly and shoves the referee aggressively to boos from the crowd. Goose hits the ropes and comes right back with a shove of his own, somewhat startling Frost. Goose points to his referee’s badge desperately, proclaiming his authority. Frost just scowls at Goose turning back towards Marcus before spinning back … AND NAILING MAHONEY WITH A FROST BITE!!!!!!!
Diamond “THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!!!!! Striking an official, he should be FINED dammit or maybe even suspended.”
Baxter “Oh so when Marcus hits an official that’s an accident but when God does it, you treat it like he threw them off a roof or something. HYPOCRITE Derrick, hypocrite.”
The crowd pours HEAT on ‘God’, who just looks down on the motionless frame of yet another official with total contempt. As Frost clambers back up and turns around … straight into a vicious uppercut from Marcus, who has seemingly recovered from the “Bite”. Marcus hammers Frost with a series of hard blows, sending him back into the ropes. As Marcus goes for the Irish Whip, but Frost reverses it and sends Marcus rebounding off the ropes. Enderton comes back and ducks Frost’s swipe, before rebounding again, ducking another clothesline attempt and grinding to a halt behind Frost and grabbing him by the waist … NAILING A GERMAN SUPLEX OUT OF THE BLUE! Marcus keeps his hands well and truly locked and pops his hips, bringing him back up for a Second German Suplex! The crowd is buzzing as he comes up once again, looking to complete the hat trick; Paul reaches out desperately for the top rope … and gets it! Wearied, ‘God’ frantically blocks the next German Suplex and swings back with his elbow, trying to break Marcus’s vice-like grip. Marcus shoves Paul back into the ropes and sends him across the canvas into the opposite set before he comes flying back … straight into Marcus’s arms … WHO NAILS A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX OVER THE TOP ROPE, SENDING FROST CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE!”
Baxter “Don’t have to tell me twice.”
The crowd gives a HUGE POP for this move; as the Marcus gets himself even move psyched up in the ring, slapping himself in the face, before heading out after his opponent. As Frost is left to lye up against the barricade flat on his back, a dazed expression upon his face after the Suplex to the floor. As Marcus shows no compassion, as he drags ‘God’ back up and leads him over to the steel steps, slamming Frost head first into the solid metal. The smack of Frost’s skull isn’t enough for Marcus though, as he takes him over to the announce table where Diamond & Baxter sit as Marcus SLAMS FROST OFF THE TABLE…..sending him sprawling over the surface, the two commentators get out of the way quickly, as Marcus pursues his enemy. Marcus joins Frost behind the announce table and drives his head into it consecutively, spurred on by the fans. The crowd behind is on fire, as Marcus knocks Frost back down with a stiff European uppercut, before searching around for something behind the table. He pulls out an electrical chord to the delight of the fans, wrapping it around Frost’s throat, and begins to choke the life out the 4 time WGWF Champion. Upon Frost’s forehead we can see he blood now present there, brought on from the constant abuse. As Frost tries to crawl away, still with the wire wrapped around his throat, dragging Marcus with him, crawling across the terrified timekeeper, as well as Donald Master’s. Marcus climbs out from behind the table and gets behind ‘God’, tugging on the chord again and again and … RING BELL OFF THE SKULL!
Diamond ‘”GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY THAT HAS TO HAVE CRACKED HIS SKULL DAMMIT!!!”
Marcus goes down instantly from the heinous blow, as the “Oooos” go up throughout the arena. As Frost clutches the bell in his hand as though it were his best friend; he breathes hard, trying to get some air back to his lungs. As Paul glances down to where Marcus is sprawled on his hands and knees, clutching his head in agony. There is blood now trickling down Marcus’s forehead now, much like Frost’s. Groggily, clearly knocked for a loop by the bell shot, Marcus pulls himself up to his feet using the announce table, blinking through the blood and turns around to face Frost… A SECOND BELL SHOT TO THE HEAD!
Baxter “So NICE HE RANG IT TWICE”
Frost throws the weapon down furiously, ignoring the boos of the crowd, whilst Marcus lies on the floor on his back not moving. Frost looks over at the table where the Trinity Tag Titles have been place, grinning as he reaches down and brings the bloody Enderton back up to his feet and slams his wounded head into the announce table once again. Frost turns Marcus onto his back and drills him in the head over and over again with the taped fist, relishing the blood. Marcus stumbles away, but Frost grabs him, hooking his arm and nailing a Vertical Suplex, CRASHING MARCUS ACROSS THE TABLE WHICH DOESN’T BREAK!!!!!
Baxter “With God in FULL control there isn’t anybody…wait…WAIT…FROST WATCH OUT HERE!!!!!”
Fans POP HUGE, as both Frazier & Dixon appear from the crowd and JUMP FROST FROM BEHIND!!!! The cheers aren’t going anywhere as both members of Rep INC. begin to stomp away on the ‘God’ who had them beaten like dogs just two weeks ago. The stomps to the chest, groin and head of Frost look absolutely brutal as neither man is holding anything back, soon enough Dixon leaves the beating helping Marcus back to his feet as he leans up against the announce table with a smile on his face. Dixon rejoins Frazier as the two others AGAIN STOMP AWAY ON PAUL FROST!!!! Finally, each man grabs, and arm and hold Frost up as Marcus shouts….
“THROW HIM”
REP INC compiles as Frost is THROWN TOWARDS MARCUS WHO LIFTS HIM UP AND DRIVES HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!!!!!!
Diamond “THE POWER…..AND FINALLY THE PAIN THAT PRICK HAS FINALLY EARNED…..MARCUS AND REP INC BACK AGAIN!!!!”
Frost is left lifeless covered in blood; the imprints of boots have been left all over his body as he lies in what remains of the announce table and yet THIS ISN’T OVER!!!! The cheers get LOUDER as Andre and Rod drag ‘God’ out of the ruble and then proceed to head over to the Spanish Announce table, quickly the commentators have left for the hills as Marcus clears the top of the table off as well as drag BOTH steps of steel steps near the announce table as each member of Rep INC climbs the steps they LIFT FROST UP AND DOUBLE POWER BOMB FROST THROUGH THE SECOND ANNOUCE TABLE!!!!!!!!!
Baxter “NO…..LEAVE HIM ALONE…..YOU’VE WON ALRIGHT….GOD’S SUFFEREN ENOUGH”
Diamond “Get take HIS DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH…..Frost has EARNED all of this suffering….all of the pain his inflicted on others….and WITHOUT any of his buddies, his faithful, those fools who call him God…..NOTHING IS GOING TO SAVE GOD AFTER TONIGHT!!!”
The second warzone looks WORST than the first with Frost now almost sporting cracked or even broken ribs, his body a twisted mess but IT’S STILL NOT OVER!!!! Much to the delight of the crowd Andre & Rod drags Paul out of the ruble yet again this time sliding him back into the ring as Marcus Enderton has taken all three championship belts at ring side. Joining Rep INC in the ring, Marcus hands each member one of their “future” championship belts as each man unclasps the leather strap while Frost has dragged his body towards the rope where Marcus reaches into his tights and pulls out a SET OF HANDCUFFS!!!!!!!
Baxter “OH NO”
Diamond “PAYBACK’S A BITCH!!!!!”
The Wells Fargo Arena POP’S LOUD as Marcus has Frost back leans towards them up against the ropes as Marcus handcuff’s Frost through the middle rope as she walks back and joins Rep INC, each man looking at Frost like a hungry lion as ONE AT A TIME WHIP FROST IN THE BACK WITH THE TRINITY CHAMPIONSHIP STRAP!!!!!!!
“ALL TOGETHER”
“NO”
There’s MASSIVE HEAT as referee Justin King as slide back into the ring screaming “DON’T DO IT”
ALL THREE MEN WHIP THE LEATHER STRAPS AGAINST THE BACK OF PAUL FROST!!!!!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The Winner of the match as a result of a disqualification….Paul Frost!!!!!
It doesn’t matter about a “winner” as Frost broken & bloody body collapses still handcuffed to the ropes as cameras get in close showing Dixon, Marcus & Frazier standing in the middle of the ring with the WGWF TRINITY CHAMPIONSHIPS RAISED HIGH IN THE AIR WITH THE WRESTLEWAR’S SIGN VISABLE IN THE BACKGROUND!!!!!!
Diamond “This was JUST A TASTE of what’s to come on May 25th, the WGWF Trinity Championships will be decided, WE KNOW REP INC AND MARCUS WILL BE THERE….but will Paul Frost….will Ryan Dusk….will Kenneth Ridge or have they all FINALLY been given they’re own EXTINCTION?”
Partners or Problems? II
The Wells Fargo Arena POP’S as cameras return backstage showing John “the BEAST” Cable lifting a few weights, getting ready for his match later tonight.
“BEAST”
The POP’S keep coming as HUNTER walks into frame with a smile on his face, while Cable doesn’t bother to turn around, keeping focus on his workout instead.
HUNTER: Cable, great to see your getting ready. I get it the big dance is just days away….
Cable continues to pump iron leaving Hunter in an awkward silence.
HUNTER: That said John we’ve got to focus here, Starchylde and Slater…granted to two egomaniacs who will probably implode before the opening bell rings but….but they could always get their heads out of their ass’s and actually try and tale us out before WrestleWar’s and we both know that chances are will be the last two standing inside that chamber and then……well John if you’re just going to sit there, honestly I’m leaving the Garden the WGWF Champion.
Cable continues to pump iron
HUNTER: Really? John, buddy, pal…. PARTNER…..I’m looking for a little support here. Maybe a thought about tonight’s match, maybe you’d like to team up with a HALL OF FAME’ER AT WRESTLEWARS…(POP)…MAYBE……
In one fluid motion Cable drops the dumbbell turns & surprises HUNTER AS CABLE WRAPS HIS HAND AROUND HIS NECK AND PUSHES HIM UP AGAINST A WALL!!!
Cable: And MAYBE YOU SHOULD SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!!!
MIXED Pop
Cable (loosens his grip allowing HUNTER to catch his breath): Do I have your attention now PARTNER? DO I HAVE EVERYBODY’S ATTENTION? It doesn’t matter, last week I took that worthless Hall of Fame’er….and CHOKED SLAMMED SLATER THOUGH A TABLE…..tonight I’ll do it again, I’ll do the same to EACH AND EVERY PERSON…WHO STANDS IN MY WAY…..whether it’s tonight or at WrestleWar’s….listen to me HUNTER….I DON’T WANT A PARTNERSHIP….I WANT THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP….so do yourself and your new wife a favor…STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!!!
The MIXED reaction continues as Cable walks out of frame leaving HUNTER grasping at his neck as Brawl continues ringside……
Diamond “This certainly CAN’T be a good sign for ANYBODY, teammate or not this tag team event could explode.”
Baxter “Speaking of EXPLOSIVE, this crowd is getting louder and louder…LOOK…. IT’S PAGE…CHRIS PAGE IS IN THE BUILDING!!!!!”
Cameras pan up high to a luxury box in the Wells Fargo Arena where Chris Page, the SEVEN TIME WGWF CHAMPION…. arrives in style…..taking off a black waist coast to reveal Page sporting “8x HIGH” custom WGWF merchandise along with a pair of jeans. Page opens the glass window to his box where the sold-out members of the Wells Fargo Arena shower CCP with cheers like it was all the way back in 2007.
Diamond “We’ve got to take a quick break when we come back though Dorling calls out Xmyles, the tag team main event and YES, a word with Chris Page all right here on Monday night Brawl!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Because I got High just ONE MORE Time?
Cameras return high above the WGWF Universe inside a Wells Fargo luxury box there Chris Page has finally taken a seat and backstage talent Denise Essex has made her way over to Chris.
Essex (catching her breath): WOW, Chris you made it.
Page: Was there ANY doubt? I mean after all your looking at a soon to be EIGHT TIME WGWF CHAMPION….(pop)….after WrestleWar’s when……
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
“WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY” *clapclapclap* “WE WANT ANDY”
Essex: Actually Chris I was going to say, I’m surprised you made it when we’re STILL waiting on you cutting the WGWF studios a check for the damage you caused last week when you through Andy face first into one of our tv monitors.
MEGA HEAT
Page (Chris’s smile slowly fades): No REAL damage done, but Denise after the show I’ll pay you guys in cash I would hate to think of a WrestleWar’s weekend WITHOUT a Brawl Talk predictions show, I’m sure I’ll be a CLEAN SWEEP to win the big one.
HEAT
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
“ANDY’S GONNA BEAT YOU”
Page: ANDY JOHNSON…COULDN'T BEAT OFF HIS OWN DICK….(HEAT)….LET ALONE BEAT ME….THE GOD DAMN HALL OF FAME’ER IN A MATCH THAT ACTUALLY COUNTS!!!!!! See that’s the problem with today’s NECKBREADS, SIMPS AND FAGGOTS….(MASSIVE HEAT)…..that occupy the WGWF Universe they’re all WANNABE’S, so they cheer a WANNABE WRESTLER, a wrestler who should have NEVER been moved above the CURTAIN JERKER…(heat)…DIVISON…..BUT HE CHOSE TO ENTER THE CHAMBER….HE CHOSE TO SWIM WITH THE SHARKS….AND I’M THE GREAT WHITE!!!!!!
“HIS NAME’S PAGE” *clapclapclap* “HIS NAME’S PAGE” *clapclapclap* “HIS NAME’S PAGE”
Page: You know what? I’ve had enough of this SHIT….(Page walks over to the glass window separating him & the fans and proceeds to close it finally silencing the fans)….there…NOW FINALLY THE MAN CAN TALK……Cable…..HUNTER….Starchylde….Camden….Slater and even YOU….”son”…..does ANY of this matter? All the talk, empty threats, worthless promises and most of all BROKEN DREAMS….WrestleWar’s is a forgone conclusion….it’s MINE….this company no matter who fits the bill, who’s running the show….no matter the stipulations attached CHRIS….MOTHER FUCKING…PAGE….WILL ALWAYS BE THE ONLY CHAMPION WHO MATTERS!!!!!!
I’ll let you ALL in on secrete, the reason why I’m starting first WASN’T due to a stipulation, I WANTED TO START FIRST….I WANTED TO LOOK EVERYMAN OR WOMEN IN THE YES….I WANTED THEM TO KNOW IT WAS ME….IT WAS CHRIS PAGE….THE REAPER OF SOULS, THE KILLER OF DREAMS WHO BEAT YOU….WHO BROKE YOU AND MADE YOU ALL MY BITCH ON THE SAME NIGHT.
I’ve beaten each and every single one of you, WrestleWar’s just means I’ll beat you all AGAIN!!!! And I’ll do it with this…(Page unleashes the largest shit eating grin ever capture on camera)….grinning the whole way as Mr. WrestleWar’s…..the MAIN FUCKING EVENT GOES ONTO AN EIGHT WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP…..WHY? BECAUSE WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO STOP ME?
Baxter “Uh-OH”
Diamond “ We knew it was coming…..Business is about to PICK UP, enough of the games, enough of the jokes, enough of the sneak attacks. We might be about to get a face to face between a MAN….Dorling and that MONSTER……Xmyles.”
Page quits talking and grabs a beer out of the ice bucket on the table and raises a “TOAST” as Dorling comes out of the entrance way, stern, focused and PISSED OFF. Dorling see’s the spot lit luxury box and FLIPS THE BIRD TO CHRIS PAGE, CCP for himself chuckles. Dorling continues down the ramp way, dressed in a simple ensemble of jeans, shirt & leather sports coat. Microphone in hand Dorling finds his way into the center of the ring……
Dorling: Alright, alright…kill it….my music….now I know your all here to celebrate the LAST Brawl before the BIG SHOW…..(Dorling turns and motions towards the WrestleWar’s sign)….and I would have LOVED to be in that same spot, I would have been honored to partake in a Battle Royal that PAYS OUT A HUNDRED GRAND…..I could have been honored with a match against an ICON of this business….ANYONE of them actually….I could have done a lot of things at WrestleWar’s…..but NOT ONCE did I think I would be standing here….standing up for the honor of those ICON’S in the back….standing up to some twisted, sick and disgusting pervert in clown make up….XMYLES……(HEAT)…..you had your fun, you’ve played your games….fro weeks my mind has been on the well beings of men who I’d consider fast friends. I know…..I know this probably means NOTHING to you Xmyles……I’m VERY aware of you and your “work”, the destruction, the DEATH you bring against anybody who dares to stand across from you in the ring…..well from the looks of things…..I’m STANDING in a ring…..I’m waiting to STARE YOU IN THE FACE……NOW GET THE HELL OUT HERE LIKE A MAN AND AGREE TO FACE ME AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!!!!!!!
Dorling: Come on XMYLES…..YOU SAID YOU’D BE HERE….NO MORE GAMES…..DAMMIT……I’M TRIED OF GAMES….I WANT A FIGHT….I WANT…..
Diamond “THAT’S NOT XMYLES”
Baxter” BUT IT IS AN ICON….and Icon that Dorling mistook for Xmyles which resulted in THAT black eye which John continues to sport.”
Gambino walks down the ramp, ignoring the wall of pyro shooting off behind him, John isn’t taking his eyes off Dorling in the slightest. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Gambino then proceeds to remove his sports coast and shirt underneath as he hops onto the apron and steps though the ropes mere inches away from Dorling’s face. Cameras catch John wrestling away the microphone from Dorling’s hands….
“Give me, THAT you little shit.”
Dorling: I don’t have a beef with you John……..
Gambino: OH…..SO YOU DON’T HAVE A BEEF WITH ME? REALLY? Because last I checked it was YOU…..YOU….Dorling….the legends new favorite COCK SUCKER who accused ME…..OF BEATING MY FRIENDS TO A BLOODY PLUP!!!!!!!
Baxter “Talk about a sore spot.”
Gambino: Look at me….BOY LOOK AT A HALL OF FAME’ER WHEN THEY’RE TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!
Dorling looks up as Gambino removes his shades revealing a large gash on the right side of his face under his right eye, it’s been stitched along with two black eyes.
Gambino: THIS…..THIS IS YOUR FAULT…….YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THIS….INTO XMYLES HOUSE OF HORROR'S….I’VE BEEN THERE ONCE……AND WHAT…..YOU…..THIS WHITE KNIGHT IS GOING TO SAVE THE DAY? YOUR GOING TO DEFEND THE ICON’S OF THIS BUSINESS?
Dorling “YES”
Gambino (chuckles): YOU’VE GOT NO CHANCE AGAINST HIM!!!!!!
HEAT
Gambino: Really? Your going to boo ME…..(heat)….a Hall of Fame’er? And what? You all want to send…..HIM…..(points at Dorling)…….(POP)………you all think HE’S going to beat Xmyles?
“YES……YES…….YES……YES…..YES”
Gambino: Well it’s a good thing then WE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINKS!!!!!
HEAT
Gambino: BUT ME….(now back nose to nose with Dorling)……YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THIS…….BUT IT’S GONNA BE ME WHO FINISHES IT!!!!!!
Dorling: No your NOT!
LOUD POP
Gambino (grinning): You goanna stop me? YOUR GOING TO STOP ME? I think NOT, I already BETEAN the monster once and now after he attacked MY friends….(heat)….attacked ME…..THIS ISN’T A CONVERSATION…IT’S ME AND NO ONE ELSE……. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
Gambino SHOVES DORLING DOWN TO THE MATT!!!! The WGWF Universe responds with loud HEAT for the Hall of Fame’er who chuckles watching Dorling spring back up as Dorling…RESPONDS WITH A SLAP ACROSS GAMBINO’S FACE!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Dorling: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT I’M GOING TO DO SOMETHING TO STOP YOU!!!!!!
Diamond “AND HERE WE GO!!!!!”
Gambino FIRES a right hand at Dorling, he stumbles but connects with a LEFT HAND of his own striking back at John. However Gambino fires back with TWO right hands knocking Dorling for a loop, a third shot is fired and Dorling isn’t fighting back as Gambino begins to pull away now, knocking Dorling back several steps before running into the ropes and flying back towards Dorling who stumbles towards John…ENZEGUIRI!! RUNNING ENZEGUIRI!! JOHN GAMBINO DROPS LIKE A STONE!! Dorling looking for some relief gets none as Gambino shaking off the stiff kick to the head gets back to his feet quickly, only to be met by a clothesline, quickly followed by another. Dorling bursts towards Gambino one more time, but John ducking beneath a clothesline attempt, catching Dorling, and nailing the SITOUT SPINEBUSTER!!! Gambino POPS to his feet as this capacity crowd BOO’S the Hall of Fame’er who reaches down grabbing the microphone……
Gambino (catching his breath): ONE DOWN…….(HEAT)…..ONE TO GO……..XMYLES….GET YOUR CLOWN ASS OUT HERE NOW!!!!
Gambino drops the mic as a partial BLACKOUT occurs on the right hand of the arena
Baxter “God? What’s Frost doing here?”
The sound systems become’s distorted as we hear a menacing voice begin to recite the following…….
DORLING the Bobbin, the big, greedy John,
He ate more meat than four score men;
He ate a cow, he ate a calf,
He ate a butcher and a half;
He ate a church, he ate a steeple,
He ate a priest and all the people!
The left side of the arena now experiences a BLACKOUT, as only the arena dimmer lights and a single spot light remain on Gambino in the ring who’s pace around the ring becomes more and more slowed along with a look of panic flashing from his eyes.
BLACKOUT
A single spotlight is turned back on, Dorling is back to a vertical-ish base as he holds the back of his neck still hidden in partial shadow but lying in the middle of the ring, knocked out and BLEEDING from the mouth is John Gambino!!!! Quickly Dorling drops to his knees as he tries to help John but it’s clear the Hall of Fame’er has fallen, as once again the distorted voice is blasted over the speakers……
"A fallen American,
A broken Stuntman,
A sexed crazed senior,
And now a misdemeanor Hall of Fam’er,
All have been devoured and yet YOU were STILL hungry!
So since you wish to feast on the beast,
Turn around and greet the BEAST!"
Diamond “ I don’t think it’s God….nor the devil but a MONSTER.”
In one slow motion swoop from OUT OF THE SHADOWS BEHIND DORLING CRAWLS OUT XMYLES……HIS FACE HIDDEN BEHIND A GROTESQUE MASK RIPS DORLING AWAY FROM GAMBINO & PROCEEDS TO APPLY A MANDIBLE CRAWL DOWN DORLING’S THROAT!!!!!!!!
Baxter “GOOD GOD WHAT IS THAT?”
Diamond “IT’S WHO…IT’S WHO’S THAT…AND BEHIND THE MASK IT’S XMYLES….A FREAK!!!!!!”
This overlay high pitched and disturbing violin like cord is echoed around the arena as Dorling’s feet frail like a fish out of water as Xmyles keeps the submission locked in the centre of the ring, soon enough Xmyles DRAWS DORRLING'S BLOOD as well with a trickle beginning to run down his mouth as this Xmyles looks into the camera screaming…..
“IT’S ALL GOING TO BURN….EVERYONE…..EVERYTHING…..THE WGWF ITSELF…..BURNS…..BURNS……BURNS”
*** Commercial Break ***
Coming back after break and already Tristian Slater, Alyce Starchylde, HUNTER & John Cable are all ready in the ring and waiting for the main event tag team clash to begin.
Diamond “Welcome BACK to Monday night Brawl the FINAL main event before WrestleWar’s is about to begin and during the break all four participants made their way down to ringside however before we allow Donald Master’s to introduce the participants. We have a HUGE announcement to make……”
Baxter “The MONSTER, THE MAN AND THE ICON…..yes…Xmyles….Dorling and Gambino have ALL been signed to a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH AT WRESTLEWARS!!!!!!”
Diamond “ These last FOUR weeks, all the pain, suffering and haunting….Xmyles is about to get an ass whopping that FREAK has earned but can Gambino and Dorling work together to bring down a monster or will they tear each other apart again? It’s just yet one more CAN’T MISS MATCH AT WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!! Speaking of which next FOUR out of the SEVEN chamber participants are about to engage in their own TAG TEAM WAREFARE. Donald take it away….”
Donald Master’s: The Following is YOUR MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL TAG TEAM MAIN EVENTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!
POP
Donald Master’s: The following tag team contest is set for one fall with TV time remaining, introducing first team number one……ALYCE STARCHYLDEEEEEE…….(HEAT)….and WGWF Hall of Fame’er….and the LAST WGWF Champion……the “Glorious”……..TRISTAN SLATERRRRRR!!!!!!!!
MIXED POP
Donald Master’s: And their opponents, first he too is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..HUNTERRRRRR.......(MEGA POP)….and his tag team partner…..JOHN….”THE BEAST”….CABLEEEEE!!!!!!
MIXED POP
*Ding…..Ding*
The cocky team of Starchylde & Slater begins showcasing this attitude, with Slater stepping in first and walking with confidence directly into Cable/HUNTER’s corner, smack talking and telling them “I don’t care WHO you are or WHAT you’ve done….WE’RE the future and ONE of us the NEW WGWF CHAMPION! We’re the very, very best!” Slater slicks his hair back as he takes a step back, giving them a look of ‘what the fuck are you gonna do about it?’ Alyce is laughing away in her team’s corner, while Cable & Hunter just look at each other before they both step into the ring and grab Slater by his blond hair and promptly nail a double vertical suplex!!
Diamond “Well perhaps despite the spat these two had earlier, the team of Cable and Hunter seem to be on the same page.”
Cable & Hunter seem intently focused on their wrestling speaking for them, as the referee has to admonish both men, telling them only one of them can be legally in the ring right now. Hunter steps out, leaving the first two legal men to be Cable & Slater, who is still very much feeling the effects of that perfect double suplex. With Tristian rising to his feet somewhat wobbly-legged, he’s introduced to Cable with a hard running clothesline, followed by another, and then a third. As Slater gets to his feet one more time, he’s hoisted onto John’s shoulders, potentially setting up for his signature Powerslam, but he veers too close to his opponents’ corner, getting Alyce to pull Slater from off his shoulders and tagging herself in in the process. Alyce showing no fear steps into the ring as Cable meets her in the middle. She stares up at his chest where Cable shoved her shouting “TAG SLATER BACK!” Alyce goes down for a second before slowly looking up with an angry expression and stepping forward, PUSHING CABLE back. Cable promptly answers with another no-nonsense shove, followed immediately by another Starchylde shove, which is promptly followed by Alyce quickly giving Cable a hard headbutt!!! The “Beast” didn’t see this coming at all, as the crowd pops for the ruggedness Starchylde is actually showing here. She follows this up by backing Cable into her corner as Slater steps in NO TAG as he lands a quick snap suplex to Cable which causes the “Beast” to sit back up as Starchylde runs off the ropes and nailing a low dropkick to the face of Cable! The first cover – 1…2…NO!! Alyce is bench press lifted off of Cable!
Baxter “ I don’t know why ANY of these four would agree to a match so CLOSE to the WrestleWar’s main event…I mean what happens if anybody get’s injured then you BLEW your chance at WrestleWar’s history inside the chamber.”
Cable showing he and his team have plenty of fight left, quickly gets to his feet only to be greeted by a flurry of Starchylde kicks, one after the other, to his midsection, forcing Cable over. Alyce again backs into the ropes and rebounds, but is caught on the rebound by a nasty snap powerslam from Cable, into the cover– 1…2…3-NO! Not so fast! Cable is quick as he drags the downed Starchylde by the arm into his corner and tags HUNTER in. Hunter is quick to kick Alyce while she’s down, then stomps on her rabidly before keeping his foot pressed on her neck and using the ropes as leverage, drawing the ire of the referee who uses his “FIVE” count as Hunter breaks on the count of four. In control as he forces Alyce back to her feet before nailing a high-angle backdrop, followed quickly by a swinging neckbreaker before finishing the fearsome combo with a flipping neck snap, before covering – 1…2…3…NO!! Alyce stays alive! Looking to keep the pressure on as Hunter reaches down looking to pull Alyce up for another maneuver, he’s caught in a small package!! 1…2…3…NO!! Hunter forces his way out, but as both stars quickly make it back to their feet, Hunter is immediately struck with via Starchylde with a leaping roundhouse kick!! Hunter falls hard, but rolls to the outside, Cable drops off the apron and PUSHES his partner and shouts “GET IT TOGETHER”. Meanwhile both Alyce & Tristian staying true to the truce they made earlier don’t give them much time to talk therapy, as Slater sets himself up close to the ropes, Alyce on the opposite ones. She rushes and leaps, with Slater lifting her for extra leverage…AIDED FLIPPING SENTON OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!
Diamond “WATCH OUT HERE…..Alyce may just leave wonderland and into the promised land of Championship gold in the WGWF if she continues with moves like that.”
There’s actually a MEGA POP for Starchylde after that aerial feet but when she gets back to her feet on the outside the “QUEEN” shows her true self looking out at the crowd shouting “I DON’T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU PISS ANTS THINK”, as Alyce is slow to turn around INTO A CABLE CLOTHSLINE!!!!! The Queen finds herself almost beheaded by the “Beat”, who keeps the pressure on as he lifts Alyce up and over his head before dropping her onto the barricade, Alyce curls up on the outside as Slater rushes towards Cable ONLY TO GET SPEARED….HUNTER WITH THE SPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!!!
Diamond “SPEAR…..THE HUNTER’S SPEAR…..GOOD NIGHT SLATER!!!!!”
Baxter “We DON’T know that for a fact, no bell has been rung.”
Diamond “Except for Slater’s after that WICKED spear via the Hall of Fame’er Hunter on that exchange.”
Baxter “LOOK AT CABLE….his eyes….Derrick I don’t think there seeing eye to eye as partners after all.”
The unsettle “stare down” between both partners lingers for a few moments as Cable reaches back down, pulls up Alyce and slides her back under the bottom rope as HUNTER slide in looking for the cover- him – 1…2…3…NO!! Alyce shows some resolve! Hunter, the Hall of Fame’er & former World Champion takes Alyce in with a sleeper with scissors hold. Alyce soon’s starts to fade but begins fighting back, a few back elbows to Hunter’s head seem to have the star slightly release his grip allowing Alyce to escape, which she finally does by unhinging the scissors, but keeping hold of Hunter’s leg and looking to turn it into a Figure 4 Leg Lock(WOOOOO!), but Hunter rolls to his back and kicks Alyce away, with Starchylde collapsing onto the apron. Hunter crawls to his corner and tags in Cable, who goes over to the apron and tries to flip Alyce back into the ring but is stopped by hard elbows. Alyce instead springboards, looking for something…but Cable ducks, sending Alyce flying over his head, but the ever athletic Starchylde lands on her feet! As Cable rushes towards Alyce, whose back is turned to him, she delivers a swift jumping back kick that sends Cable sprawling onto the middle rope. Alyce goes over to perhaps set up a springboard leg drop to the dangling Cable…but he moves again! John stands straight up, as Alyce is left crashing her upper thigh on the ring apron. This gives Cable a moment to breathe, but Starchylde doesn’t let up, looking to get back in by springboarding back into the ring yet again, looking for something else…counter belly-to-belly suplex by Cable! Wow!! Alyce flies over the head of Cable and a cover – 1…2…3-NO!!
Baxter “DAMN, that had to hurt….did Cable just break her in two?”
Cable back to his feet look dejected that he couldn’t put Alyce away with a massive suplex that was just landed, fans POP as Cable shouts “DEATH BY MY HANDS” running his finger across his throat as he reaches down and PULLS ALYCE UP BY HER HAIR….SLATER….TRISTIAN SLATER tries to enter the match, the official Ray Ramsey keeps Slater at bay but with his back turned and Cable keeping Alyce at a vertical stance the “QUEEN” KICKS CABLE IN THE NUTS!!!!!!
Diamond “JEZABLE!!!”
Baxter “Nope…a GENIUS MOVE BY THE QUEEN and a GLORIOUS reminder of actual team work by the two.”
MASSIVE HEAT is brought to bear by the WGWF Universe as Hunter looks to enter the ring but the official has to keep him back allowing Slater & Starchylde to work together with Slater now taking Cable Wilson by the waist and lifts him backward before throwing him forward for a wheelbarrow facebuster, but as he does so, Alyce who’s found her way to perch on the closet top turnbuckle also leaps from off the second rope with a simultaneous wheelbarrow facebuster/leg drop to the back of the head combo!! Cable’s face is absolutely spiked into the canvas on that one, the crowd popping for the maneuver. Slater retreats as Alyce shouts at the ref to “COUNT!” as she makes an overconfident cover – 1…2…3….NO!! HUNTER flies into the ring at the last second, giving an axe handle to get Alyce off his partner. Slater looks to then steps in again but HUNTER pops up and MEETS SLATER WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!!!!! As the official tries to remove Slater Alyce & HUNTER begin trading right hands in the middle of the ring but it’s the fiery Starchylde who goes on a quick series of left & rights finding there mark as she looks for a short arm clothesline but Hunter counters by ducking under as Starchylde is placed upon Hunter’s shoulder’s…… RUNNING POWERSLAM!!! RUNNING POWERSLAM!!! The crowd POP’s for the maneuver a signature of his own tag team partner for the night John Cable but he’s not the legal man! Hunter is able to roll Cable over and puts him on top of Alyce, but as he does so, the referee tells him he has to get out of the ring, turning his back to a three count. Hunter has to takes his steps back into his corner, when the referee finally starts the three count – 1…2…3…NO!! ALYCE KICKS OUT!!!!!
Diamond “Alyce showing a GREAT deal of heart….although with a heart as BLACK as her’s…well that’s NOT saying much.”
Hunter now can only hold onto the tag rope and lean over the ropes, hoping that Cable recovers in time to get the tag to him. We’ve got a double crawl doing on, as Alyce starts to go to Slater while Cable tries to get to Hunter. Both are reaching, reaching…Alyce get the tag to Slater…YES! Hot tag to HUNTER, who rushes towards Alyce/Tristian’s corner with another three-peat clothesline and getting the crowd back into things, but upon rushing at Slater a fourth time, he’s beheaded with a sick counter clothesline. Slater takes Hunter in a hard amateur style cover following – 1…2…NO!! Hunter makes sure the match rolls on, surprising Slater with a quick recovery however it’s Slater who then walks into an INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!! Hunter then follows up with a rebound and a SINGLE LEG DROPKICK!! He bursts back to his feet and rebounds again towards the downed Slater and finishes the combo with a SICK RUNNING SENTON! Hunter with a cover – 1…2…NO!! Slater is able to roll a shoulder up. Hunter tries to out mat wrestle the other Hall of Famer as he keeps things on the mat by transitioning…RIGHT INTO AN STF!! THE STF!! The long limbs of Slater are forced to constrict on himself, Hunter trying to get him to tap out here. Tristian though manages to make some headway on the crawl towards the ropes…BUT HUNTER TRANSITIONS RIGHT INTO A CROSSFACE!! The forever shifting offense of Hunter re-traps the “Glorious One” who has to struggle even more now to get to the ropes…AND MANAGES TO FIND IT WITH HIS FOOT! The long limbs of Tristian work to his advantage there, back to his feet Slater shoves Hunter away once he gets vertical, giving him some room. Hunter looks to close up that gap right away, but as he rushes, he’s caught when Slater shoots…AND HITS A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN POWERSLAM!! Hunter’s surprised once again – 1…2…3-NO!! Slater is somewhat disappointed he couldn’t put him away, although that’s nothing some boots to the ribs won’t help solve. As Tristian shows Hunter the sole of his boot after boot dragging him back to his feet and striking him with a knee to the gut. He then sets Hunter up for a suplex before bouncing his legs off the top rope…SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!! Slater is really not pulling any punches here, floating over – 1…2…3-NO!! Slater keeps the pressure on as jumping to his feet and seeing an opportunity by bouncing off the ropes…just as Hunter is able to get to a bent over position…..RUNNING KNEE LIFT!! Slater hits Hunter so hard, he goes dangling on the middle rope. Slater takes that chance to take Hunter’s legs and pull him away before pulling back…WHEELBARROW SUPLEX!! A deadly combination gets Slater gets a fall – 1…2…3-NO!!
Baxter “For a man who’s on a MISSION to win one last match at WRESTLEWAR’S…..Hunter certainly wants to keep this match alive via the kick out.”
With Alyce stepping back into the ring she’s rushed via Hunter who boots Alyce in the gut, doubling the “Queen” over as Hunter nails a WICKED SNAP DDT!!!!!! Alyce’s head/neck snaps back up as Hunter is quick to send Alyce back into a corner. He prepares to charge and goes for the HIGH CORNER KNEE…NOBODY HOME!! Alyce rushes out of the way at the last minute, leaving Hunter awkward and off balance in the corner. Starchylde helps him out with that hitting a TRIANGLE DROPKICK THAT KNOCKS HUNTER TUMBLING ALL THE WAY TO THE ARENA FLOOR!! Alyce ventures to the top rope and looms over Hunter as he gets to his feet before launching herself…AND SPLASHES ON TOP OF HUNTER WITH A TOP ROPE PLANCHA, SANDWICHING HIM AGAINST THE GUARD RAILS!!
Baxter “The QUEEN OF FLIGHT….STRIKES AGAIN!!!!!!”
Diamond “ Like I said, DESPITE her God Awful attitude…Alyce is certain reaching new heights in the WGWF this evening…she’s EARNING her World Title contention here and now.”
Almost like a top rope stinger splash, Hunter is crunched between flying “Queen” and iron rails! He stumbles away from the collision before falling on his face, while Alyce is lain out as well, the move taking almost as much out of her. However with Ray Ramsey making the ten count, Alyce is slow but still able to slide Hunter back into the ring as she climbs up to the apron. It’s obvious Alyce is prepping herself and SPRINGBOARDS…WITH A LEG DROP!! She shoots the half and rolls Hunter over, draping her body across his – 1…2…3…NO!! HUNTER THROWS UP A SHOULDER!! The Hall of Fame’er is still in this, but the momentum has definitely shifted into Alyce’s favor. Starchylde ooks to take advantage of this by taking Hunter’s arm and wrenches it around before folding back over and getting a MAGISTRAL CRADLE in order – 1…2…3-NO!! Hunter is able to roll back and out of that move, but almost as soon as he gets back to his feet, he’s greeted by the sight of the “Wonderland” native rushing at him and nailing the INVERTED BODYSCISSORS…and popping up…INTO THE BULLDOG!! THE WHEELBARROW BULLDOG CONNECTS!! Starchylde is absolutely on fire here as she covers again - 1…2…3…NO!! HUNTERKICKS OUT!! Hunter kicks out so hard, he throws Alyce a bit off of his body, prompting Starchylde to go back to the apron and await on the outskirts for Hunter to get back up…only to hit him with a huge SPRINGBOARD SENTON!! Starchylde sits on Hunter’s chest and hooks a leg – 1…2…3-NO!! Hunter still has his arms under Alyce and literally lifts her off of his body, forcing Alyce to move if she doesn’t want to get lifted. Alyce then rushes off Hunter’s body and rebounds off the ropes, only for Hunter to try and hit her with a COUNTER CLOTHESLINE, but Alyce ducks it and keeps right on running. She springs off the second rope and goes high for the SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY…AND IT CONNECTS…NO?? HUNTER ROLLS THROUGH!! Hunter rolls through the high-risk move and keeps Alyce in his clutches…BEFORE THROWING HER ON HIS SHOULDERS… HURRICANRANA!! Alyce turns it into a hurricanrana…NO…..HUNTER ROLLS OUT OF THE MOVE……Alyce is forced to spin all the way around and meet a ROUNDHOUSE!! THE MUAY THAI ROUNDHOUSE CONNECTS!! Hunter now takes the dead weight of his opponent and pulls her away from the ropes, a big cover upcoming –1…2…3…NO!!
Diamond “I’M NOT BELIEVING THIS NIGHT….ALYCE SOMEHOW HOLDS ON!!”
Hunter thought he’d hit the big move, but alas, the defiant Starchylde fights on! Even so, Hunter’s got the momentum however Cable is seen SEETHING on the corner reaching out for a tag to which HUNTER RESPONDS WITH A MIDDLE FINGER!!!! The Philly crowd POP’s at the Hall of Fame’ers defiance as he goes back to work against Alyce as he pulls her limb body back to a vertical base, getting the double underhooks…AND HITS THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BACKBREAKER!! HUNTER WRAPS ALYCE’S SPINE AROUND HIS KNEE!! He then takes Alyce’s legs and stacks them, getting an outside cradle cover –1…2…3…NO!! STARCHYLDE WILL NOT GO DOWN!! Hunter now has to backpedal and rest himself on some nearby ring ropes, as these two have been going at a very high pace for a while and neither team has had much time to rest, working themselves even quicker to exhaustion. After a quick rest Hunter approaches the still down Starchylde to pick her back up, but Alyce pulls him in FOR ANOTHER SMALL PACKAGE –1…2…3-NO!! Hunter breaks out of the possum and both stars get right back to their feet, but as soon as they do, Hunter goes for a SECOND ROUNDHOUSE, only for Alyce to duck underneath it and run right under it, rebounding off the ropes and whipping right back at Hunter…TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!! Hunter now seems to be focusing on a target here, as he again puts bone in Alyce’s back for another momentum stopping cover –1…2…3-NO!! Alyce, once again, will not go down without a fight! We can see Hunter deliver a very wry smile, not entirely sure what to make of Starchylde who continues to hang with a Hall of Fame’er, however Hunter proceeds to throws her so hard towards a corner, ALYCE RECOILS OUT AS HER BACK HITS POST!!! Hunter rushes at Alyce in the corner WHERE A TAG IS MADE BY CABLE!!!! Hunter shouts at Cable to “GET OUT” Cable PIE FACES HUNTER back as he looks up to see ALYCE STARCHYLDE NAILING A BEAUTIFUL MOONSAULT!!!
Diamond “A TRULY AREIAL BALLET…BUT….HUNTER’S NOT THE LEGAL MAN….THE BEAST IS.”
Baxter “ I don’t think the Queen knows that…..SLATER….SLATER HELP YOUR QUEEN.”
Alyce managers to land right on her feet as Hunter is sent to the canvas like a sinking stone, but the “Beast” is the legal man as John spins Alyce from behind and up onto his shoulders…..POWERSLAM….RUNNING POWERSLAM CONNECTS!!!!!!!! Alyce’s body could be “broken in two” as she lies flat on the canvas as the official makes the count-1…2….THRR-NO!!!! SLATER BREAKS UP THE PIN!!! There’s a MILD pop for Slater’s last second actions, however Cable certainly isn’t smiling as the big man quickly get’s back to a vertical base shoving Slater into the ropes, but Tristian rebounds with a THROAT THRUST that surprises everyone and Cable, forcing him down momentarily before getting back up, only to be bashed into a corner by Slater. While Slater lays on the blows to start, Cable blocks a few shots before grabbing Tristian by the neck and reversing their situations, putting Cable back on the offense and bashing the “Glorious One” with hard fists now. Slater though still puts up a fight, giving himself space by giving nailing a wicked European uppercut, forcing him to backpedal. As Cable does so, Tristian leaps onto the second rope, waiting for Cable to turn back around…DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!! Both Slater & Cable fall, and under normal circumstances this would be a great place for a pinfall attempt, but only ONE is the legal man in this tag team contest. Slater follows up on this by bashing Cable in the skull with hard fists before making some space between both men. With Cable reeling Slater drags the lifeless body of Alyce over to a corner, quickly stepping out Slater “TAGS” in as he then sits in a crouched position in the corner…twisting his fingers in a psychotic manner…his intense stare turned into one that would scare children…is he setting what we think he’s setting? It begins to look so, as Slater motions for Cable to get up with one hand, his face still frozen in psychotic intensity. As John Cable gets to his feet Slater LAUNCHES HIMSELF WITH A SPEAR…but Cable catches him and ONE-MAN FLAPJACK’S HIS FACE OFF A TURNBUCKLE!! Slater’s intensity caused him to crash and burn early, holding his possibly broken nose while drifting back into Cable’s clutches…OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY…SENDING SLATER UP & OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!!! WOW!!! As Slater twists and cringes to get to his feet, Cable comes back to his feet & delivering a hard blow to Tristian’s back, bringing him back up and then SENDING HIS FACE INTO AN IRON POST!!
Diamond “HEY….NOW WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT JOHN?”
Baxter “The Beast showing some TEETH…..he just sent the official into the ring post as well…NO RULES DERRICK.”
Diamond “Well these Philly fans might enjoy EXTREME rules, but can these four make it to WrestleWar’s without any rules in this match now?”
Ramsey has been knocked out for the moment as his body also convulses much like Slater’s after he tasted the steel ring post, meanwhile Cable goes over to the timekeeper’s table and rummages around…FOR A STEEL CHAIR….but Cable is blindsided – MICROPHONE SHOT TO THE SKULL!! SLATER WITH THE MIC SHOT!! The dramatic microphone thump is heard all around the arena, the shot selling itself, as Cable drops back flat after dropping the chair. Slater stumbles a bit, still hurt, but he regains himself enough to go to the timekeeper’s table as well…and grab the RING BELL. Slater waits for Cable to start stirring to prepare for the upcoming assault, John getting to his feet and turning around…BELL SHOT OFF THE SKULL!! BELL SHOT OFF THE SKULL!! CABLE GOES DOWN!!! The camera view is off of Cable for a second while he’s face down, Slater losing his balance as he struck Cable, now has to sit along the ring watching as Cable is able to turn from his stomach to his back where we can see he has been BUSTED OPEN. Slater sitting there like he’s under the shade of an oak tree grins picking up the ring bell once again and stalking the downed Cable…and STRIKING HIM ONCE MORE IN THE HEAD WITH THE RING BELL!!
Baxter “So NICE HE RANG IT TWICE!”
Slater drops the ring bell and takes the much larger Cable and throws him back into the ring, while he stays outside. He grabs hold of the steel chair Cable had in his hands…but then goes to get another one. The crowd already knows where this is going– a one-man Con-chair-to. Slater steps into the ring and sets everything up, placing one chair underneath Cable’s skull and taking the other in his hand. Still with the microphone in his tights after using it earlier Slater can’t help but gloat as he begins to speak–
“Cable…..BEASTY….YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH….(HEAT)….YOU BROKE A RIB….NOW I’M GONNA CRACK A SKULL.”
“…FUCK YOU…”
“Yeah YOU and EVERYBODY ELSE CAN FUCK OFF AFTER I LEAVE THE WGWF CHAMPION!!!!”
HEAT
Cable’s barely conscious response seems to infuriate Slater, but at the same time, give him a breath of life. He seems more than pleased to carry out Cable’s wishes. As Slater slowly and dramatically raises the chair above his head, BRINGING IT DOWN ONTO CABLE’S SKULL…NO…HUNTER STOPS IT!!!!!
Baxter “WHAT?”
Diamond “HUNTER WITH THE SAVE…THE HALL OF FAME’ER STRIKES BACK!!!!”
From outta nowhere HUNTER is back to a vertical base and now has “saved” his tag team partner and elimination chamber participant from certain doom. The Wells Fargo Center is LOUD as cameras catch Hunter’s gritted teeth and Slater’s intense expressions tell the story, as the chair isn’t moving from its spot until Hunter lets out one big burst of energy that flings Slater back into a corner, Hunter now with the chair in hand. He stumbles to regain himself, but once he does, goes for a CHAIR SHOT AIMED AT SLATER’S HEAD…but Tristian swoops out of the corner, the shot missing and Hunter hitting pure steel and dropping the chair. Slater uses this to lunge at Hunter and begin bashing him over the head but Hunter is quick to fight back, getting back into a brawl with Slater. Cameras keep on Hunter & Slater as each man levels the other with a closed fist until Hunter CAN’T duck under a Slater left before a right and then another left as Slater then looks for the knock out blow as he swings wildly with a right hand, leading Cable to PUSH HUNTER AWAY and to wrap himself around it, before getting under Slater’s other arm…FULL NELSON SLAM…ONTO THE OTHER CHAIR!! Cable drives Slater’s spine into the chair that was still sitting center ring!! Cable, still trying to gather himself from the blows to the head, stumbles and leans on the ropes along with Hunter who nods a “thank you”, to which Cable just shakes his head while the crowd takes in and pops for that move.
Diamond “Tristian might have just had his Glorious spine SHATTERED via Cable and a Full Nelson Slam onto that steel chair.”
Cable now takes the chair Slater landed on and lies in wait, with Tristian trying to bring himself to his feet…only to be CLOCKED IN THE HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!! Slater falls to the canvas hard, rolling to the ring apron somewhat instinctively, but he lies there, partially hanging off the side. Cable takes this moment to recuperate some more, tending to his open wound and dropping the chair…..LOW BLOW….ALYCE WITH THE LOW BLOW ONTO CABLE!!!!!! The “Beast” falls to a knee in extreme pain as Alyce Starchylde stands up behind Cable and without warning delivers a SPINNING HEEL KICK sending the “Beast” back to the canvas, the HEAT is HUGE as Alyce still holding her back in pain looks for relief as she leans up against the ropes and with her one handed glove can’t help but taunt the crowd which ROARS TO LIFE AS HUNTER….Hunter comes rushing across the ring…SPEAR!!! SPEAR!!! SPEAR FROM OFF THE APRON CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!!! SPEAR TO THE OUTSIDE!!!
Baxter “Alyce…..Queen….DAMNIT HUNTER !
Diamond “All of the King’s men MAY NOT BE ABLE TO PUT ALYCE BACK TOGETHER AGAIN”
The crowd is popping all over again for that huge move, as both Hunter & Alyce hit the outside hard. Meanwhile back in the ring Cable looking for relief is able to roll out to the opposite ringside space closest to the announcer’s table also Slater who’s been left hanging off the ring apron rolls away using the nearest ring steps as a guide to get back to his feet. He’s able to glance over at a “injured” Cable with a glint in his eye while still leaning on the steel steps, he strongman’s the steps and rips the upper portion of them off and getting them in his hands. The crowd is anticipating what’s on Slater’s mind, with Cable just now starting to stir and get to his feet, wobbling off base before turning around…THE CHARGING SLATER BASHES THE STEPS OFF CABLE’S SKULL!! Cable takes a flat bump on the impact of the steel echoing off his cranium there, lying eagle spread. Slater is panting heavily losing oxygen with his blood loss seems to be getting to him now, dropping to one knee, but still holding onto the steps. Cable now getting another breath of life and struggling to get to his feet, with Slater grabbing hold of the steel steps again and again rushing towards Cable…ANOTHER CHARGING STEEL….NO….CABLE GETS THE BOOT UP….CABLE BOOTS THE STEPS INTO THE FACE OF SLATER!!!!! Slater is hit so hard, he’s flung backwards against the barricade. He falls down and folds into himself after going into a sitting position. When Slater’s head resurfaces out of his lap, we see that now Tristian is now donning the CRIMSON MASK. Cable stumbles over trying to pick Slater up but SLATER SPITS IN CABLE’S FACE!!!!!! This incredibly blatant and disgusting show of disrespect sends Cable back in that disgust, wiping it off of his face, Slater now wearily leaning against the barricade to get to his feet. As John has taken several steps away from Tristian, but quickly turns as soon as he gets to his feet, charging….. SPEAR…THAT COLLAPSES THE BARRICADE!! CABLE AND SLATER COLLAPSE THE BARRICADE!! OHH MY GAAD!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
Diamond “NEITHER DEAD…BROKEN IN HALF…. DAMMIT THESE FOUR ARE TEARING EACH OTHER APART WILL THEY EVEN MAKE IT TO WRESTLEWAR’S?”
Baxter “THE QUEEN GOTTA GET TO THE BIG SHOW!”
Meanwhile both Hunter & Alyce have found their way back into the ring, totally removed from the carnage left on the outside, cameras keep with Alyce who lying on her chest reaches into her top and pulls out a pair of HANDCUFF’S…..Hunter is slow to his feet as he turns around into a CLOSED FIST VIA ALYCE WITH THE HANDCUFF’S OVER HER RIGHT HAND!!!!!!!! Hunter drops hard & fast with Alyce getting back to her feet soaking in the HEAT via the WGWF Universe, Alyce is quick to take the upper hand in this battle for survival at this point shoving him CHEST FIRST INTO THE CORNER, Hunter recoiling and turning around violently from the blow. Alyce follows up on this by forcing Hunter back into the corner, where Alyce cuff’s one slot to the turnbuckle pole and then taking the empty handcuff slot…AND LOCKING HUNTER IN. Hunter now has no escape, nowhere to go as Alyce stares over a helpless Hunter her eyes lacking an apologetic feel. While Hunter’s eyes don’t spell terror quite yet, but they are frantically intense, as Alyce skips over and grabs one of the two steel chairs still in the ring. She then slowly approaches Hunter with a grin on her face…
“Let’s end this FAIRY TALE you have of EVER becoming WGWF Champion……(HEAT)……HUNTER!”
Hunter swings wildly on this, but he’s restricted, so Alyce easily backs away and out of range, shaking her head as she does so. Hunter is frantically flailing now, trying to find a way out, but soon stops when Alyce raises the chair…and BASHES HUNTER ACROSS THE AILING SPINE WITH THE CHAIR!! The crack of steel echoes across the WGWF Universe in attendance, but Alyce doesn’t stop there, BASHING HUNTER AGAIN…
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Diamond “SIX…..SIX….SIX TIMES…ALYCE CONNECTED WITH STEEL….THAT JEZABEL….SOMEBODY HAS TO STOP THIS!!!!”
Alyce Starchylde crunches Hunter’s spine six times before stopping…but then gets a look in her eyes that screams “PHYSCO” while Hunter’s eyes now in a saddening agony. Alyce shouting….”OFF WITH HIS HEAD”…..raising the chair high in the air….MISSILE DROP KICK……MISSILE DROP KICK…….JOCELYN CAMDEN….CAMDEN WITH A DROP KICK SENDING ALYCE TUMBLING DOWN!!!!!!
Baxter “NO……NO……NO……NO….NO!!!!!!”
The WGWF Universe POP’S HUGE as Camden from outta nowhere enters into the fray as Alyce on her knee’s is “begging off Camden” her hands in the air as she glances and reaches for the chair…NO…Camden…Camden steps on Starchylde’s hand who quickly pulls it back as Camden reaches down and pulls up the chair…..to a MASSIVE POP…..…AND GOES ON A FRENZY ON ALYCE, BASHING HER TEN TIMES ACORSS THE SPINE AND LEGS!!!!!
Diamond “GIVE IT TO HER….GIVE IT TO HER….PAYBACK IS A BITCH NAMED CAMDEN TONIGHT!!!!!!”
Alyce may be hurt but Jocelyn doesn’t give a fuck as she then drops the chair onto the canvas, trying to flatten it out with a few stomps before going over and pulling Alyce up by her hair and then lifts her up and over her head…ALAMABASLAM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!!! As Alyce withers in pain on the canvas, Camden picking back up the steel chair walks over to the corner where Hunter has been cuffed to….RAISES THE CHAIR….AND BRINGS IT DOWN OVER THE HANDCUFF CHAIN….BREAKING….FREEING HUNTER!!!!! Fans POP’s for the rare good willed nature of Camden who drops the chair and pulls Hunter out of the corner asking……
“You alright?”
Hunter nods his head and agrees despite the pain edged on his face
“Good….NOW FUCK OFF!!!!”
THE WIMBLEDON COMMON….THE STONE COLD STUNNER….CAMDEN STRIKES WITH THE WIMBLEDON COMMON!!!!!!
Camden posing on the far end of a turnbuckle motions for the WGWF Championship and Chris Page who now once again standing on the balcony of his luxury box reaches now and RAISES THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP UP & OVER HIS HEAD!!!!!!
Diamond “NOW WHERE DID HE GET THAT?”
Baxter “He’s got SEVEN at home and there’s a very GOOD CHANCE THAT’S WHAT WILL BE SEEING AT WRESTLEWAR’S….THE EIGHT TIME WGWF CHAMPION…PAGE…”
Diamond “ANDY!”
Baxter “No it’s CHRIS….CHRIS PAGE THE NEXT WGWF….NO…NO….IT IS ANDY….CHRIS TURN AROUND….TURN AROUND!!!!!!!”
The NOISE IS INSANE….AS CAMERAS ACTH ANY JOHNSON PAGE….STANDING BEHIIND CHRIS PAGE……SLOWLY CHRIS TURNS AROUND INTO A RIGHT HAND FROM ANDY….DESPITE BEING ATTACKED LAST WEEK AND GRABS HIS FATHER AND THROWS HIM FACE FIRST THROUGH THE LUXURY BOX’S PLATE GLASS WINDOW!!!!!!!!
BAXTER “OH MY GODDDDDD…..PAGE…..PAGE’S IS DEAD!!!!!!!”
Diamond “You mean CHRIS PAGE……THAT PAGE MAY BE DEAD BUT ANDY….ANDY MAYBE THE NEXT WGWF CHAMPION….AND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT?”
Page’s body is left hanging over the railing as Andy reaches down and RAISES THE WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP OVER HIS HEAD!!!!!
Diamond “Ladies and Gentlemen THANK YOU for joining us on the LAST stop before what will sure to be one of the VERY BEST WRESTLEWAR’S in HISTORY!!!! WE WILL HAVE A NEW WGWF CHAMPION……BUT WHO….WHO LEAVES WRESTLEWAR’S AS CHAMPION? JOIN US MAY 25TH TO FIND OUT!!!!!!”
Brawl Fades to Black.