Post by Chris Page on Mar 14, 2023 6:01:31 GMT -5
WGWF MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL:
March 13, 2023
Monday Night Brawl takes the air live from CCPE Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada as we are immediately in the backstage area where we find Fred Debonair and Mac Bane in a heated exchange of right hands! The crowd pops huge as the right hands are flying. Mac lands a right, Fred lands a right, Mac laces Fred across the chest with a knife-edge chop and Fred fires right back with an open-handed chop! Black-shirted security floods the screen trying to separate the two but instead, they find themselves on the receiving end! Mac starts leveling security with right hands knocking them around on one side of the screen with Fred clobbers security members on the left side of the screen! Each man hits around the security members before returning right after each other as they brawl through the roll-up door on the arena itself! The scene fades to ringside where we get Centurion and Tyler Cage in disbelief at how Brawl has started off.
CENTURION: Fights are already breaking out and we’ve just taken the air! Hello again and welcome to WGWF Monday Night Brawl! I’m Centurion being joined as always by Tyler Cage.
TYLER CAGE: Fred and Mac couldn’t wait to get their hands on each other! Can we get cameras outside? I want to see this thing continue.
Seemingly on command we cut out on the loading dock just outside of CCPE Arena where Fred and Mac and still throwing shots at each other! Mac drives a knee across the midsection of Debonair and sends him smacking face-first into the concrete wall. Agents and even more security rush out pulling Mac off Fred and try to separate the two men.
CENTURION: Finally some separation.
Centurion speaks too soon because Fred breaks free and runs over leaping on top of Mac Bane who is being restrained taking them both down as well as the agents and such. Fred hammers down with right hands to the forehead of Mac Bane when he’s pulled off by the ones he broke away from. The scene fades back to ringside as the crowd is loving it.
TYLER CAGE: What’s going to happen later tonight with those two? Are they even going to make it to the Main Event?
The scene fades to the ring where “The Big Ticket” Harvey Marx is ready with a microphone in his hand.
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Your opening contest is for Monday Night Brawl is scheduled for one fall!
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring… SAMUEL CHATMAN!
The lights in the arena go dark and WWE, CFO$ - Sky’s The Limit (Remix) [ft. Snoop Dogg] instrumental attempt by standard begins to play in the arena. The commentary team buzzes with anticipation, and when the bass drops, Samuel is propelled in the air and lands on the stage. His hat is glowing neon purple with a wolf on the front as well as the bandanna that covers the lower half of his face. He has on a sleeveless sweatshirt with the same glowing wolf. The short tights have the glowing wolf on the backside. His thick custom kick pads over his boots have the wolf to complete a custom look. Some of the viewing him on their screen jeer him, but for the most part, he is still getting a mixed reaction.
Samuel remained squatted down until after the pause in the bass and stood up and spun around and jumped in the air but landed as if mocking the audience and waves them off. He walks down the ramp with a scowl on his face and heads for the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and folds his arms while swaying his shoulders back and forth with the beat before sitting on the turnbuckle and extending his hand for a microphone. The arena remains dark with the singular spotlight on him. The music dies down, and Samuel smirks as he mockingy laughs into the mic imitating the fans.
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: His opponent…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, “MARVELOUS” MIKE MASON!
"Power" by Kanye West begins to play over the PA and the crowd instantly begins to boo. As the words "Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power
(21st-century schizoid man)" play, a spot light shines on the entrance way revealing the Marvelous One. His back is to the crowd, and his arms are spread out wide revealing the rhinestones words "Simply Marvelous" on the back of the robe.
The Marvelous One spins around with a huge and cocky smile on his face. The light bounces off of his sequined and rhinestone white ring rob, with purple and blue designs on it. The darkness is replaced with a soft purple glow, but the spotlight stays on The Mecca of Manhood.
The Marvelous One struts to the ring, walking slowly, taking his time and allowing everyone to view him. He climbs the ring stairs and instructs the referee to hold the ropes open for him.
The Ref holds the ropes open and the Marvelous One steps through and wins around in a 360 to the middle of the ring. He unties his robe, and removes it slowly, handing it to the referee.
The Marvelous One hits a front double bicep in the center of the spotlight as the music fades out.
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Samuel Chatman bounces from side to side as Mike Mason makes his way across the ring, arms outstretched for an opening tie up. Not interested in dealing with Mason's power this early, Chatman jumps back and throws a front kick at the midsection of the Marvelous one. Mason clutches at his stomach and Samuel follows it up by trying to catch him in the head with a spinning wheel kick! Mason manages to get an arm up and block the shot, but it sends him stumbling to the side and Samuel tries to capitalize on the opening. The Lone Wolf charges after Mason, jumping up for a flying knee… Mason catches Chatman midair and suplexes him back to the mat! He used Chatman’s own momentum to hurl him clear across the ring!
Mike Mason is back to his feet immediately, and Chatman is close behind him. Samuel shakes his head slightly to clear out some cobwebs, but has to focus up quickly as Mason is on him quickly and pressing him back into the corner. Mason lights Chatman up with a powerful chop across the chest, and he winds up for another but Chatman slips around him and shoves him into the turnbuckle before dropping down and rolling Mason up from behind!
ONE!
TW-
Kickout by Mason!
CENTURION: Mason kicks out quickly but he’ll have to be careful. Chatman can catch you from any angle.
TYLER CAGE: I think he just winked at Mason as the two climbed up to their feet.
The two men circle each other and eventually tie up. Mason twists Samuel into a standing armbar but Chatman is able to quickly twist his way out of it and use his free arm to deliver a sharp shop to the chest of Mason. Mason releases Chatman and Samuel kicks him in the midsection then follows up with a swinging neckbreaker that plants Mason. Chatman kips up and rushes to the corner, making his way to the top rope. By the time he can turn around to look down at Mason, Marvelous Mike is already up and diving to the corner. He manages to shake the top rope, causing Samuel to lose his balance and collapse to a seated position atop the ring post. Mike climbs up to the middle rope, now face to face with the Lone Wolf. Mason throws several hard punches, rocking Samuel Chatman, but Chatman eventually throws up a block and shoves Mason backwards and tumbling back to the mat. Mason looks up just in time to see Chatman stand and leap off the top rope… frog splash!
CENTURION: Chatman lands clean, and tries to cover Mason again!
ONE!
TWO!
TYLER CAGE: Kickout! Marvelous Mike Mason ain’t goin’ out like that.
Chatman pulls Mason up to his feet, then quickly rips a spinning back kick and drives his feet into the liver of Mason! Mike winces and clutches at his midsection and Chatman charges after him to capitalise, but Mason throws a desperate elbow that lands on Chatmans jaw and crumples him as Mason collapses beside him and holds his liver while gasping for breath.
CENTURION: Both men are down! Chatman had a window there, but Mason dropped him and bought himself a minute!
Mason rolls slowly away from Chatman, reaching the far ropes and pulling himself up to his feet. He tries to stretch in the corner and loosen up the tightened muscles around his side… but before he can recover too much he spots Samuel Chatman climbing back to his feet and rubbing his jaw. The two once again lock up in the middle of the ring Mason being the bigger and stronger of the two pushes Chatman into the corner but as he lunges to hit Chatman with a cornered clothesline Chatman ducks out of the way and out of the corner. His speed being the biggest advantage over Mason. As Mason turns around he is hit with a reverse windmill kick to the chin dazing him for a moment in the corner and Chatman takes advantage by hitting a salvo of kicks and punches to the gut of Mason but it seemed to not affect him as much as the kick to the chin had done. Chatman gets a little to close and Mason grabs him and throws Chatman into the corner immediately following it up with a knee to the gut before whipping him across the ring into the other corner hitting the turnbuckle hard
As Chatman comes stumbling out of the corner Mason scoops him up for a powerslam. Immediately going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO…
Chatman kicks out before the two count was over and Mason immediately goes for a couple of forearm shots to the head which Chatman manages to block for the most part. Mason gets to his feet dragging Chatman with him. The crowd boos at him and he is soaking it in.
CENTURION: Mason is having a lot of fun at the expense of the crowd.
As Mason grabs Chatman for a belly to back over head throw Chatman has recovered enough to land on his feet and runs to the ropes jumping off of them and connecting with the flying chuck. The kick hitting Mason right on the jaw. The bigger man goes down to one knee and Chatman hits him with the bicycle kick. As Mason goes down to the mat, Chatman goes for the quick cover.
ONE!
Mason kicks out right away and throws Chatman clear off of him. They both get to their feet at the same time but as Chatman rushes in on Mason, the big man hits him with his running boot straight to the jaw of Chatman. Seeing his opening Mason goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR..
Kick out just in time by Chatman who is fighting for this match with all he got. Mason is trying to argue with the referee that this should have been it but the referee signals two and Mason gets to his feet and starts kicking and stomping on Chatman’s legs to take away the speed game from the faster man in his frustration at not having pinned him for the win yet.
TYLER CAGE: Chatman is refusing to lose tonight.
The crowd is loud in their disapproval of this and that is when Mason stopped and turned towards the crowd taunting and posing all the while keeping an eye on Chatman. The crowd starts chanting for Chatman to get him back into the fight. Mason smirks as he stands there and waits for Chatman to get to his feet as he is watching him like a hawk. As soon as Chatman is standing Mason jumps and connects with the most marvelous dropkick one could expect from a man his size. The crowd silenced by the athleticism of the big man could only watch in disbelief as Mason stands over Chatman grabs him with both hands by the throat dragging him up to his feet with the referee warning him which he promptly ignores before raising him up in the air and slamming him down onto the mat with the Simply Marvelous
The devastating finishing move caused a gasp by the crowd as Mason folds Chatman up into the pin.
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!!
DING DING DING!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: MARVELOUS MIKE MASON
Match Time: 10:34
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Mason has his arm raised in victory as we cut to the following video package.
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The arena lights dim – the familiar rolling of an old film reel – the opening notes of a song; it’s been a recurrence for now three consecutive episodes of WGWF Brawl or Dark. The opening guitar string plucks of “My Name is Carnival” by Jackson C. Frank play as the video opens to the baggage carousel at an airport – bags and suitcases have just begun to filter out on the conveyor belt. The destination board reads “London, UK”. The footage is in black-and-white.
Voice: The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
The man in black steps forward from the crowd, shot from behind and the neck down. He reaches out a tattooed left hand with a bandaged ring finger to grip the handle of an Adidas gym bag and pull it from the carousel, and then he catches a simple black suitcase, which he also removes.
Voice: If one believes Homer, Sisyphus was the wisest and most prudent of mortals. According to another tradition, however, he was disposed to practice the profession of highwayman.
The scene switches to behind him as he enters into a taxi. This shot reveals him from behind in his entirety – his hair is medium length and brown.
Voice:I see no contradiction in this.
A high angle shot of the taxi cab as it leaves O’Hare Airport. A V of birds cuts across the gray, cloudy sky above.
Voice: Opinions differ as to the reasons why he became the futile laborer of the underworld. To begin with, he is accused of a certain levity in regard to the gods. Homer tells us also that Sisyphus had put Death in chains.
The taxi cab parks out front of a small, unassuming gym. As the door opens, the shot cuts to a close up on his arm and hand carrying the gym bag. His outfit has changed – the upper outer garments at some point having been removed to reveal only a black tank top beneath. His arm is sinewy beneath the full tattoo sleeve on his right arm.
Voice: But It is said that Sisyphus, obtained from Pluto permission to return to earth temporarily. And when he had seen again the face of this world, enjoyed water and sun, warm stones and the sea, he no longer wanted to go back to the infernal darkness. Recalls, signs of anger, warnings were of no avail. Mercury came and seized the impudent man by the collar and, snatching him from his joys, lead him forcibly back to the underworld, where his rock was ready for him.
The gym bag sits discarded on a bench. From inside, a pair of black fight gloves lay unworn, and the broken handle of a painted baseball bat juts from inside. Immediately, the camera cuts to the man standing before a heavy bag, readying his stance. Before many details can be revealed about him – other than his frame being of average height and a lean, muscular stature, he blurs out of focus. A right jab connects to the bag, shot tightly close up and in slow motion. It’s followed by a left hook. The man’s hands are taped.
It cuts once more now to a roundhouse kick thrown by a bare leg and foot connecting with the bag, and another cut shows us the man jump and spin in the air to deliver a 540 kick.
Voice: You have already grasped that Sisyphus is the absurd hero. His scorn of the gods, his hatred of death, and his passion for life won him that unspeakable penalty in which the whole being is exerted toward accomplishing nothing. This is the price that must be paid for the passions of this earth. As for this myth, one sees merely the whole effort of a body straining to raise the huge stone, to roll it, and push it up a slope a hundred times over. At the very end of his long effort measured by skyless space and time without depth, the purpose is achieved: the stone rushes down in a few moments toward that lower world whence he will have to push it up again.
The man now rests in the corner of a wrestling ring, a towel over his head. The camera cuts to a close up on his hands, the knuckles now scrapped and bloody. Then to cuts to his head, the towel shadowing his face, but his sweat-slickened hair can been seen dripping from the workout. His breathing is slow but heavy.
Voice: It is during that return, that pause, that Sisyphus interests me. I see that man going back down with a heavy yet measured step toward the torment of which he will never know the end. That hour like a breathing-space which returns as surely as his suffering, that is the hour of consciousness. At each of those moments when he leaves the heights and gradually sinks toward the lairs of the gods, he is superior to his fate.
The camera lingers over to the gym bag – the broken baseball bat and fight gloves laying beside it.
Voice: He is stronger than his rock.
A copy of “Guerilla Warfare” by Che Guevara peaks from the opening of the bag. Two tarot cards stick from the top of the book: The Star and The World.
Voice: All Sisyphus' silent joy is contained therein. His fate belongs to him.
Cut to back in the ring, the man now wrestles a 300 lb sandbag. The camera cuts through a montage of moves performed on the bag – the man’s face always obscured in shadows or out of focus: a German Suplex to bridge, a spinning spinebuster, a springboard bulldog, a running V Trigger to the corner, a slingblade to sleeper, and a gutwrench piledriver.
Voice: I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night filled mountain, in itself forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart.
A close up on one of the man’s eyes. He wears a rainbow colored contact lens – the first and only thing not displayed in black-and-white during the video; his stare is unblinking and intense.
Voice: One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
And then a close up to one side of his thin lips. They turn up into a faint smirk…
“And my name… is Carnival.”
…as the song ends and the scene fades.
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We return to the ring where “Bodies” by Drowning Pool is playing with Punisher in the ring along with Chris Page.[ “Paint it Black” plays and the fans go absolutely ballistic with jeers as the despicable bitch emerges from behind the curtain in all her flawless beauty. She’s arrayed in a gorgeous white pantsuit with gold stripes and strapped around her waist is a replica WGWF Television Championship.
As usual, that Benson bitch-face is on full force, nostrils flaring, teeth bared unladylike as she storms down the aisle to the ring, flanked at either side by Norris and Smith. Once inside she rudely snatches a mic from the stagehand, and in a rare sight of bravery she marches up to Big Pun face-to-chest and looks up at him mouthing stuff not picked up by the mic.
Finally she breaks from it.
Sonya Benson: CUT MY DAMN MUSIC YOU STUPID IDIOTS IN THE BACK![/font]
It comes to a screeching halt.
Sonya Benson: Cokehead Chris Page, you punch drunk street rat in a suit, this better be good. You better be announcing me as the rightful champion. You can keep your fugly little version of the title on your shoulder there, because mine is much better and bigger than yours and his. [/font]
She seethes at Punisher and Page.
Chris Page: First of all, wow. Just wow. [/font]
Chris places his index finger over his lips telling her to “shush”. Sonya gasps at the insult. The fans roar with approval.
Chris Page: Now let’s get on with the matter. After discussing things with Raven and the referees involved in that clusterfuck on the last BRAWL, we feel it would only be fair to name BOTH of you as champion. Congrats you two, you’re CO-CHAMPIONS!
Sonya and Punisher immediately protest the fuck out of the announcement, even bowing up at him as if they might start going ham on him.
Some of the fans like the idea of co champs and cheer. Others jeer it. But all react with much fervor at the prospect of Page beating the shit out of both of them right now, because he could obviously do it, he’s GOATED after all.
Chris Page: BACK YOUR FUCKING ASSES UP OR I’LL FUCK YOU BOTH UP! [/font]
Norris manages to calm down Sonya while Mr. Money does the same with Big Pun.
Chris Page: You two really are like two children. What the fuck! [/font]
Page shakes his head in annoyance.
Chris Page: But your co-championess will end at Wrestlewars because you two will be competing for the Television Championship to decide once and for fucking all who the champ is. And to make sure things don’t get all clusterfucked, YOURS TRULY will be the SPECIAL REFEREE! [/font]
The response from the fans is deafening. Finally in two short weeks the bullshittery will end between these two and Page will make damn sure of it!
Benson and Pun are oddly quiet, eyes bulged and jaws slack.
Chris Page: But wait… THERE’S MORE! I know if we did this in the regulation singles match way, the loser could pitch all kinda bullshit afterward, especially little miss Breakfast at Tiffany’s over here. So, we’re gonna avoid that. This match will be decided in a BEST OF THREE FALLS contest! [/font]
As if the last pop from the crowd wasn’t loud enough, this one takes the cake!
Chris Page: Oh we’re just starting fans. I’ve got some more juicy stuff for these two shitters. Both of you will get to pick a match type as one of the falls, and I’ll pick the last one should it make it to the third. And seeing as this is the go home show, you have exactly 60 seconds to pick your match, because these fans are tired of looking at your sorry asses and so am I. [/font]
Sonya is beside herself. Pun is too. It takes everything for Norris and Mr. Money to get the two calmed down enough to think rationally.
Page leisurely leans into the nearby corner and presses a button on his watch. He laughs the entire minute as Sonya and Pun have near strokes over the turn of events. Page finally makes the buzzer sound.
Chris Page: Ok. Pun, you go first, since you’re the lesser evil in this equation. [/font]
Benson protests but gets totally ignored.
Punisher: Well since you’re giving me so much leeway Page, I’ll exploit the fuck out of this. Hmmm. What’s ole Pun got up his sleeve on this one? Anything I want! Hmmm. Ah-ha! Got it! My match will be a Bitch on a Leash match! A dog leash will be fitted around your neck, Sonya, and I will have the end of it. You will be wrapped in, from head to toe. You must remain on all fours like the bitch-dog that you are, and only move when I tell you to. I am gonna yank you around on that leash, humiliate you, beat you fucking senseless like you’re a mangy mut, and then pin you in a way that only I can. Hahaha!” [/font]
Sonya’s entire demeanor has shifted now. She looks defeated already, worried, lip quivers, eyes sorrowed.
Chris Page: Your turn, Sonya. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? [/font]
It takes Norris nudging and whispering some words of encouragement for her to come around.
Sonya Benson: My… um… my match type is…. The Freebird Rules match. Yeah! YEAH! Take that! Norris is old school! YEAH! So, yeah, like it’s where I get to pick a substitute to fill in for me and fight Punisher! And Big Pun, I’m gonna find someone, buy someone, blackmail someone or whatever it takes to ensure you get RIPPED…. TO….. SHREDS! [/font]
Pun lets out a roar. Not the prideful one. The one of frustration. She’s pulled a fast one on him. He seethes at her like a pissed dragon ready to use its breath weapon on a delusional hero. Even Page tilts his head and gives her a little golf clap.
Chris Page: Well played, Sonya. Well played. It’s why you’re paying Norris the big bucks. Now it’s my turn. If the third fall is reached it will be a…..Surprise... whatever I see fit. And one last thing… I am issuing a cease and desist order on both of you. Neither of you can physically touch the other until the match starts at Wrestlewars. [/font]
Pun and Sonya are livid and ultimately do the only thing they can do now. Pun towers over her with his TV Title held so very high above her. She gets moody as fuck about it and storms over to the buckles and climbs to the top, raising herself and her TV title higher, one upping him. Pun cusses her as she climbs down mouthing stuff at him.
Not to be outdone, Pun climbs the same buckles and showboats over her like she did him a moment ago. Now Sonya hisses stuff at him and gets dragged away by Norris, but not before she “accidently” trips and hits the ring ropes hard enough that Pun loses his footing and drops to a groin-first sit atop the buckle, unceremoniously. He yelps and grimaces.
Page just stands there watching all this and buries his face in his hand.
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The scene cuts back outside of CCPE Arena where Fred Debonair has Mac Bane as they’ve made their way to a massive parking lot. Fred drives Mac face first off the hood of a car before hammering him with another right hand. Fred walks off camera only to re-emerge with a lead pipe in hand. He swings at Mac who evades and Fred cracks the pipe into the hood of the car! Mac Bane drives a boot into the midsection of Debonair but before he can take advantage BAM MILLER emerges on the scene blasting Mac from behind! The crowd inside erupts with boos as Bam takes Mac down to the asphalt with a double leg before starting to hammer down with right hands! Fred joins in as he stomps away at Mac’s body while Bam continue to lay in right hands.
CENTURION: Bam Miller has jumped in on this fight between Mac and Debonair!
The scene cuts back to ringside.
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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Our next contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, THE PUNISHER!
The arena goes dark. He comes up from underneath the staging area before an explosion of fire lights the ramp up. The explosion knocks the lights back on as he stands at the top of the ramp before walking down.
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And his opponent…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Making her way to the ring, ZARA IVORY!
"Big Flip" hits the sound system and plays throughout the arena as dark red, silver, and dark purple lights begin flashing throughout. As the lyrics start, Zara comes bounding out from backstage with Marley standing behind her as the fans have a mixed reaction of cheers and jeers at the green-haired women. She takes her replica helmet off, her cousin by her side as the lights followed them along the path down the ramp. As she passes by fans, she can be seen making mocking faces at the adults that jeer at her though chooses a random little kid to give the helmet to. She slid into the ring with ease, jumping to her feet as Marley got in the ring through the ropes.
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Punisher charges out of his corner off the jump, swinging wildly at Zara who is just able to sidestep him and dodge the haymaker. He squares up with her again and lunges forward, looking to grab ahold of her but Zara slips out of his grip and falls back off the ropes. She slingshots herself at The Punisher, leaping in the air and driving a huge forearm into his jaw that wobbles him. She blasts a kick into Punishers thigh, then falls back off the ropes and slingshots herself at him again. This time she leaps into the air and drives a huge shoulder block into the chest of The Punisher, and she topples him backwards to the mat!
Zara tries to roll on top of Punisher for a cover, but he shoves her off with ease and is quick to climb back to his feet. Zara rolls up as well but is met with a powerful chop and collapses back to the mat.
CENTURION: WHOA! Punisher just flattened Ivory with one shot!
TYLER CAGE: Ivory rolls across the ring to the corner and pulls herself back up to her feet. That could have been much worse. She can’t get caught like that again.
Punisher stomps across the ring, but Zara is quick to dart out of the corner and not get trapped. She whips another powerful kick into the leg of Punisher, trying to chop him down, then she boots him in the midsection and DDT’s him to the mat! The crowd cheers loudly as Zara rolls the “co-TV champion” over onto his back and covers him quickly!
ONE!
TW-
CENTURION: Punisher kicks out again, basically hurling Zara off the top of him.
TYLER CAGE: She’s not wasting any time, though! She sprints over to the corner and she’s climbing up to the top rope!
Punisher stands and turns to face Zara who leaps from the top rope with a missile dropkick, planting both feet right into Punishers sternum! She nearly went coast to coast there! Punisher rolls under the bottom rope and drops to the floor, clutching at his chest and gasping for breath. He staggers back against the fan barricade to try and recover, but Zara points at him from inside the ring! She charges off the far ropes and charges across the mat, hurling herself out of the ring with a suicide dive!
CENTURION: BOOM!
TYLER CAGE: Zara connects! She hits Punisher like a cannonball and smashes him into the barricade before they land on the floor in a heap!
The fans cheer loudly as Zara pops up to her feet and pumps her fist enthusiastically. Ivory is on FIRE here tonight. Nobody could have expected her to have this much success against the co-Television champion… but here we are! She’s taking it to Punisher!
The referee urges the duo back into the ring and Zara grabs Punisher, pulling him up slowly before irish whipping him into the steel ring steps with a loud crash. Punisher tries to get up, but Ivory is on him immediately and slams his head into the ringpost before rolling him up onto the apron and pushing him under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Zara climbs up to the apron behind him, and in desperation Punisher gets up to his knees and throws a heavy punch through the ropes that catches Zara in the midsection. Punisher scrambles up to his feet quickly and reaches over the top rope, dragging Zara up until she hangs suspended over the top… then he sharply DDT’s her to the canvas as the fans groan!
CENTURION: BIG impact for Punisher… he’s trying to steal this one back!
TYLER CAGE: All the momentum Zara’s built up means nothing if she can’t kick out here!
Punisher makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
Zara gets a shoulder up! She tries to roll Punisher over into a cover of her own, but he keeps her anchored to the canvas and pounds her with heavy right hands! He covers her again!
ONE!
TW-
Zara kicks out again and slips out from underneath Punisher, wiping a small dribble of blood from the corner of her mouth as she stands against the ropes and studies Punisher carefully. He stands up, eyeing her as well. Zara taunts him from across the ring and Punisher charges, looking for a big clothesline. Ivory ducks under his arm and flips backwards, cracking him with a pele kick! Punisher drops to his knees, then collapses flat to the mat. Zara quickly rushes to the turnbuckle, climbing to the top rope as the crowd cheers loudly…
CENTURION: Violence Causes Silence!
TYLER CAGE: Zara lands clean! The crowd explodes as she cover Punisher!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
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WINNER VIA SUBMISSION: ZARA IVORY
Match Time: 9:12
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CENTURION: She did it! Zara just beat the CO-Television champion!
TYLER CAGE: You’ve got to think Sonya Benson is somewhere cackling right now.
CENTURION: This might be her biggest win in the WGWF so far. You’ve got to think it puts her in the conversation for that belt after Wrestle Wars.
TYLER CAGE: She overwhelmed Punisher from the opening bell. I don’t know if everything with Chris and Sonya distracted him, but he just didn’t look like he could keep up at all tonight.
Zara rushes over to the turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope and throwing both arms over her head as the crowd applauds her performance, and her music blares over the soundsystem. Ivory smiles wide as the camera zooms in on her, and then slowly fades out.
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5 out of 6 by Dessa hits and the crowd becomes unglued and cheers as Lexi Gold comes out from behind the curtain and makes her way onto the stage, sporting her ring gear for her match later tonight. She walks down the ramp and claps a few hands at ringside before running up towards the steps and climbs into the ring through the bottom rope, then walks over to grab a mic from the ring attendant and paces around the ring she stops and waits for her music to die before raising the mic to her lips and begins to speak.
Lexi Gold: Not going to lie, fam, I am mentally exhausted. There has been a lot going on with me, one thing in particular that has been weighing heavy on my mind is this mystery man and his mind games that he has been playing.
She lowers the mic and looks around before continuing.
Lexi Gold: This has been going on for far too long, and I just want to move on, but that seems impossible when this haunts me no matter where I go, or who I'm with, which is why I'm out here tonight.
The crowd cheers as she runs a hand through her hair and continues to speak.
Lexi Gold: I'm going to put a stop to these mind games once and far right now, mystery man, get your ass out here. Reveal yourself.
She drops the mic, turns her attention towards the stage and waits.
Suddenly “Evermore” from the Beauty And The Beast from Dan Stevens emerges upon the titan tron, causing Lexi to get a little bit upset as this is a love song. Only to suddenly the tron to change to the mysterious man dressed in his Beast costume from Beauty and the Beast. But this time the man is not wearing his mask as he is standing with his back turned towards the camera. The man is elegantly walking away from the camera, spreading his arms as if he is an aristocrat before stopping by the butler. Lexi opens her mouth in shock as she recognizes the figure as being the man that guided her to the masked ball. The butler hands the mysterious man a glass of orange liquid as he accepts it and lifts it to his face that is still outside the view of the camera.
Mystery Man: Thank you Charles, you may go now.
A thick accented voice speaks towards the butler, who nods his head and leaves the man. We see him lower the glass to his side and sighs.
Mystery Man: Seriously Lexi?? After just one invitation and a dance?? You have already grown tired of little ol me?? Merely because I decided to take my time with you?? Isn’t that what a woman truly wants??
Lexi wants to say something but is cut off by a soft snicker from the man before he continues.
Mystery Man: I guess I must have done the one thing that women find so irresistible, I have caught your attention and now I am stuck inside your mind. Something I know for a fact that you did enjoy right?? The attention that I have given you…. Even making you go so far in wondering if I am John Cable?
He remains silent for a moment as this causes Lexi to respond.
Lexi Gold: How dare you make me question whether it was him, or not. That was bold of you. If you think you are going to continue getting in my head, you are clearly wrong. Now come to this ring, and face me like a man instead of being a coward.
She leans against the ropes and looks on visibly angry, clearly he was testing her patience.
The man does not respond as he is taking another sip from the glass before wiggling his finger towards the camera no.
Mystery Man: How dare I??? I have only quoted your very own question towards John “The Beast” Cable. Did I eve give you the intention to question the man that handed you a very expensive doll? A man that wanted you to be his valentine?? I could not ever remember doing such a vile act like that my dear. And as for me being a coward?? Do you wish me to turn into a caveman and bash your head in with some piece of wood??? I would not think so…,
Lexi grips the top rope with one hand as the other gets lift back to her mouth to respond to him, only to have him cut her off.
Mystery Man:You see Lexi, for some reason YOU wanted me to be John Cable. Because it would allow you to tell him no, that there’s nothing more between you two than a mere friendship and sleep conveniently inside your bed. And now since I am this mystery it is YOU that cannot stand it, i guess you blame me for your loss on Dark a few weeks ago??? All because you want to now my identity right???
Lexi can be seen telling him damn right as she listens on to what the mystery man has got to say, when she suddenly see a child dressed as the tea cup from the Beauty And The Beast animated movie holding a box.
Mystery Man: I am willing to reveal you my gift my dear, under one proposition.
Lexi looks at the boy that is dressed up in a tea cup and raises an eyebrow over the situation, then her eyes lower to the box he had in his hands, unsure of what could be inside.
Lexi Gold: Okay, cut this Disney crap already, what's inside the box? If it's another mask, I'll personally walk over there and shove it down your throat, masked man, I'm tired of it.
The figure laughs to the reaction from Lexi Gold, causing her to get even more frustrated
Mystery Man: Don’t worry about a stupid mask Lexi, you want to know my identity?? Then if I were you then I would accept this gift, as this gift pertains a clue to my identity.
Lexi turns her attention back towards the boy while having pure frustration etched upon her face.
Mystery Man: I promise you that if you can guess my identity, then I promise I will no longer bother you. But if you do not manage to do so within the next few shows…, then I will get what I want.
Lexi Gold: Honestly, I don't have a clue and I don't want to stand around playing a guessing game with you any longer. I want to find out what is in that damn box, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.
The crowd becomes silent for a bit, watching all this carefully as she walks over to the boy and grabs the mystery box from him, slowly opening it.
She opens the box and looks inside the box before grabbing a doll of the Beast from Beauty And The Beast animated movie. She looks up with a questionable look on her face as the figure turns around for the very first time without his face being shown on screen.
Mystery Man: The doll is a gift Lexi, a reminder towards you and John Cable that calling yourself a beast doesn’t make you a beast. BUT like I have told you before Lexi, you need to be THE BEAST every single moment… not just a gimmick to have inside the squared circle.
We can see Lexi repeat the words from the mystery man, but it clearly does not ring a bell.
Mystery Man: Just think about my words Lexi, next week I will be back to find out if you have any clue who I truly am. Until then Lexi, tada.
With that the shot fades on the titan ton, leaving Lexi standing with the Beast doll, wondering what she has gotten herself into.
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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Our next contest on Monday Night Brawl is scheduled for one fall…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring, DAMAGE!
Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "He is Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run" followed by “Untamed” by Jacob Lizotte hits the PA system and The Damage's video plays on the Tron. The lights in the arena flickers in rhythmic to the beats. As the themes builds more Damage comes out from behind the curtains and stops at the arena as the crowd goes crazy. He is seen wearing coolers for his eyes with Silver tank-tops with "The Untamed Demon" printed on the tank top below his chest and a leather Sleeveless Vest over his tank top. The word “DAMAGE” is pasted with Diamonds on back of the Sleeveless vest . He is seen wearing a long leather pants with and black boots. Two elbow pads is seen on his elbow. With smirk on his face and starts walking down the ramp looking focused on the ring as he neglects the fans who were stretching their hand in hopes to touch his body. He reaches the end of the ramp and walks towards the ring apron. Damage pulls the top rope and climbs on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope with one leg and gets inside the ring. Damage walks to the center of the ring and looks at the fans of WGWF who were on their foot on seeing the untamed demon before as he raises his right hand in the air as the pyros goes on from all the corners of ring posts like a fountain. The crowd lets a huge pop in the arena. Damage removes his coolers and the Vest to handover them to stage hand as his music slowly dies. He paces to show that he is ready to dominate the match with the same smirk on his face.
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And his opponent…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, GOTH!
The words fade as we hear the Church bells cling before the guitar riff starts playing along with the choir singing. The music builds up to where finally Corey Taylor can be heard. The name Goth emerges upon the titan tron, but the man only walks out after Corey Taylor can be heard screaming the words: “I’m finally holding on to letting go!!” As explosions go off on the side of the entrance stage. Goth stares at the crowd as his fiancé Melissa emerges behind him. Goth lifts his head upwards to the ceiling while extending his arms, a smirk emerges upon his face as he listens to the mixed reactions. After a few seconds he looks back ahead of him towards the ring walking slowly, totally ignoring the fans who are trying to touch him as he walks to the steel ringsteps. He gets on the ring apron before opening up the top and middle ring rope for his fiancé Melissa as she steps through them. He then steps in the ring and stares down his opponent/awaits his opponent as his music slowly fades.
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TYLER CAGE: Goth and Damage, let’s GO!
Goth and Damage circle each other before they look to lock up. They lock horns and jockey for position before Damage drives Goth back into a neutral corner using his size, strength, and leverage. The referee calls for the break and Damage appears to give one but comes back with a knee lift across the midsection. Damage follows up with several reverse elbows to the side of Goth’s head while the referee lays the count to him. Damage breaks at the four count and backs away while holding up both hands before coming back with a boot across the throat choking Goth! The referee lays the count once again and gets another break at the four count to loud boos from the crowd.
CENTURION: Damage certainly isn’t endearing himself to the crowd by any means.
TYLER CAGE: And in two short weeks he’s going to have a dog coller around his neck while being surrounded by fire.
Damage runs toward Goth looking for a Avalanche splash! Goth side steps and sends Damage crashing into the buckles! Goth spins Damage around and starts unloading with right hands as he sticks and moves evadaing a swing from Damage in the process. Goth stomps away at the right knee cap of his larger adversary while he’s in the corner. Goth looks for and Irish Whip across the ring, Damage reverses, Goth reverses the reversal and sends Damage crashing into the opposite buckles!
Damage staggers out from the corner.
Goth charges in after Damage and eats a reverse elbow for his trouble rocking Goth back out toward the center of the ring. Damage comes out from the corner with a big boot to the face of Goth taking the King of Kings down! Damage bounces off the ropes dropping an elbow across the sternum before looking for the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Goth escapes with a kick out.
CENTURION: A kick out by Goth! What do you think is going to happen when Lexi meets Goth at WrestleWars?
TYLER CAGE: I’d imagine whatever Goth wants.
Damage works his way back to his feet where he reaches down picking Goth up off the mat and rocks him with a forearm shiver, followed by a second and then a third backing Goth up against the ropes. Damage shoots Goth across the ring, Goth bounces off the near side catching Damage with a running swinging neckbreaker! Goth opts not to make a cover but instead floats into a mount position and starts hammering down with right hands to the face of Damage! The referee lays the count to Goth who breaks at the four count and gets to his feet.
Goth stomps down on Damage before picking him up off the mat.
Goth scoops Damage up and slams him down to the mat. Goth follows up with a boot across the throat as he puts his weight on it and starts choking Damage! The referee lays the count to Goth who breaks the choke at the four count and is admonished by the referee in the process.
CENTURION: Damage isn’t the only one that can break some rules.
Goth picks Damage up off the mat and lays in several right hands that rock Damage back into the ropes. Goth charges looking for a lariat to send Damage over the top rope and out to the floor but Damage side steps Goth sending him sailing over the top rope and out to the ring apron where he lands on his feet but eats a running big boot from Damage sending Goth sailing off the apron and crashing down to the floor! Damage steps over the top rope and out to the ring apron before stepping down to the floor. Damage picks Goth up off the floor and sends him sailing into the ring steps!
TYLER CAGE: Goth meets the steel steps!
Damage taunts the crowd to boos before talking smack at the camera to Samuel Chatman. Damage turns his attention back toward Goth and picks him up off the floor. Damage scoops up Goth over his shoulder and looks to run him into the ring post! Goth slips down the back of Damage and shoves him forward causing Damage to bounce off the ring post face first! Goth slides into the ring breaking the count before rolling back out to the floor. Goth stomps away at Damage before picking him back up off the floor, he takes Damage and drives him head first off the ring steps before hurling Damage back into the ring under the bottom rope.
Goth slides into the ring after Damage making another cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Damage escapes with a kick out.
CENTURION: These two are just hell bent on beating the crap out of each other here tonight on Brawl!
TYLER CAGE: Everybody is trying to make statements heading into the biggest show of the year.
Goth steps back up to his feet where he reaches down and picks up Damage. Goth drives a boot to the midsection where he snyches up Goth looking for a Twist of Fate, Goth goes through the execution movement only to be shoved forward and bouncing off the ropes where Damage catches Goth with a Side Walk Slam driving him down into the mat! Damage makes the cover.
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2!!
THRE…
Goth shoots a shoulder up off the mat!
TYLER CAGE: Neither man is wanting to give an inch.
Damage complains of a slow count as he reaches one knee. The referee shows him two fingers as we see Damage step back up to his feet. Damage throws his right hand up in the air calling for a Chokeslam that draws some reaction from the crowd. Goth starts to stir and begins to work his way back up to one knee followed by standing up to a vertical base. Damage snatches Goth by the throat! He hoists him up in the air for a Chokeslam only to have the veteran counter into a Tornado DDT spiking Damage head first into the mat!
Goth rolls into the cover hooking the inside leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Damage shoots a shoulder up at the last second to a gasp from the crowd at the near fall!
CENTURION: A kick out by Damage keeps this match alive.
Goth starts hammering down with right hands to the forehead of Damage as the referee lays the count to him. Goth breaks at the four count and gets back to his feet. He reaches down picking Damage up off the mat where he sets him up for a Twist of Fate! Goth lands it!
TYLER CAGE: Goth hits one of his signatures! The Goth Drop!
Goth makes another cover on Damage!
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THRE…
Damage kicks out again! Goth gets to both knees as he then steps back up to his feet and calls for the CHAOS ADDT! Damage starts to stir as he rolls over and pushes himself up off the mat and back to his feet! Goth comes forward with a boot to the midsection doubling over Damage and he looks to land the Chaos ADDT but Damage counters with a back body drop! Goth quickly starts getting back to his feet where Damage drives a boot to the midsection before setting Goth in position for the HIGHWAY TO HELL!
There is a massive explosion of fire that shoots up from the corner posts of the ring!
CENTURION: Hang on a minute!
Sam Chatman’s music starts playing causing Damage to toss Goth to the mat and direct his attention toward the top of the ramp only there isn’t any Chatman. Goth is back to his feet spinning Damage around where he plants him with the Chaos ADDT! Goth rolls Damage over making the cover.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: GOTH
Match Time: 11:34
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Goth gets to his knees with a smirk on his face while his arm is raised in victory. The fire at the ring posts goes out.
CENTURION: The mindgames continue to be played with Chatman and Damage, and this time it’s Chatman who interjects himself in Damage’s business.
Goth rolls out to the floor and makes his way back up the ramp. When he disappears behind the curtain Sam Chatman emerges out to the top of the ramp with fifteen feet of chain that is linked to a dog coller around his neck. Damage gets to one knee as he looks up at Chatman at the top of the ramp. Sam removes the dog coller from his neck and drops the chains. He points at the WrestleWars sign behind Damage to a huge ovation.
TYLER CAGE: This one is going to get nasty in two short weeks come WrestleWars!
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Cutting back outside Bam Miller holds Mac Bane by both arms leaving him wide open for Fred who is throwing some serious right hands. Off in the distance a single headlight is seen approaching fast! A Harley comes to a screeching halt where THE TRISTAN SLATER hops off the bike and catches Fred right hand as he rears back! Slater spins Fred around and clobbers him with a right hand! Mac mule kicks Bam in the groin! Slater drives Fred off the trunk of a car sending him down to the asphalt.
Slater turns and makes eye contact with Mac as they share a nod of the head.
Mac turns his attention back to Bam where he picks him up off the asphalt, Mac scoops him up over his shoulder and slams him onto the hood of a car!
TYLER CAGE: This is an all out war!
Slater picks turns his attention back toward Fred where he’s met with a white cloud of substance thrown in his face by… MARK FLYNN!
CENTURION: What the hell?!?!?
Boos echo inside CCPE arena as Mark Flynn starts hammering away on Slater following the baby powder in the eyes! Fred Debonair recovers where he comes up behind Mac and kicks him in the back of left knee dropping Mac to one knee. Fred takes a side headlock and starts throwing right hands to the temple of Bane!
Flynn takes Slater and sends him crashing into a parked car causing the alarm to trigger and sound off as Slater falls down to the asphalt. Flynn starts stomping away at Slater while Bam is getting to his feet on the car hood. Fred takes Mac by both arms holding him for Miller to come off the hood of the car with a double axehandle into the forehead of Bane.
Even more security flood into the parking lot in an attempt to stop this massive brawl as we fade back to ringside.
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The guitar solo starts, and Austin and Todrick step onto the stage, holding hands. The couple pause, and when they get to the center and Austin holds Todrick's hand up as she spins around and sways her hips, giving the crowd the view of why they call her "The Cutie With The Booty". Austin spins her and pulls her close to him as he steals a kiss.
The couple head down the ramp with their hands interlocked as Todrick waves to the crowd and blows them kisses. Austin slaps their hands when he isn't gazing at his wife. They make it to the bottom of the ramp, and Austin holds her hand as she climbs the stairs. He quickly releases her hand and steps onto the apron, and steps on the bottom rope as he pulls the middle rope up. Todrick smiles and bends over, giving the crowd another taste as she slowly enters the ring. Austin steps through the ropes and takes her arm as they make their way to the center of the ring. She puts her arms around his shoulders, and he puts his around her waist, and they dance to the beat of the music. He leans in and whispers something into her ear, which makes her light up.
They then face the crowd and hold their arms up as they soak in love from the crowd in attendance. Todrick stands in front of Austin, slowly moving her hips, and he stands behind her as they face the crowd and the arena lights return to normal. The crowd cheers loudly, and Austin and Todrick soak it in.
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “Hello, my Rockstars!”
The audience cheers loudly and begins to chant, “Toddy, Toddy, Toddy!”
Austin Ramsey: “Hey now, since we are married and share everything, that makes you my Rockstars as well.”
Some of the crowd laughs, but some begin to chant, “Austin, Austin, Austin!”
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “First and foremost, we want to thank every one of you for your love and support, the journey that led up to January 2, 2023, where we won these beautiful WGWF Tag Team Championships has been nothing less than extraordinary. It was a hard-fought and emotional battle that was waged across a few federations until we landed in the right place and finally climbed to the top of the mountain.”
Austin Ramsey: “My wife sacrificed a lot to form a tag team with me. I had always wanted this, but she was riding so high in her singles career that it seemed unfair to ask her to step away from all of that to essentially “start over” to make the climb up a mountain when she had already done that and then some. I knew that some people would look at her and tell her that I was either jealous or trying to use her star power to propel myself into that light, but when you have a bond like the two of us have, those words would fall on deaf ears.
When she came to a crossroads in her career, I finally asked, and for the second time in my life, she made me a happy man and said yes. That company closed, and after a break, we signed up with another company and made a huge impact, made it all the way to the top, captured the gold, and boom, they went on a hiatus. Suddenly our win didn’t matter anymore, I had achieved something significant with my wife, and it was taken away from us just like that. She took it much better than I did; I know, shocker, right?
When one door closes, another one opens, and we get the call about WGWF. Toddy could’ve easily gone back to life as a singles competitor because, as she has shown, she is championship material, winning the Manhattan Championship in FIGHT and most recently winning the Merciless Championship over at The Entity after they disbanded the tag team division. It’s a proven fact that she excels on her own, but she stuck beside me and my dream of being tag team champions. Now we are here.”
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “The reason we want to share our journey with you is to show you why it is so important to us to be your tag team champions. Everyone knows we are the best because we hold the titles, and CCPE represents us, but you need to know what it took to get here. The blood, sweat, and tears that have been shed to get to this point. It was sacrifice and commitment to two very different career paths coming together with one common goal in mind. It’s just like our marriage; you give and take, but you ultimately have the same goal and want to see yourselves on top of the world.
Now that you understand what it means to us, you understand what it feels like when someone wants to come in and take what we have earned. Every title defense has a significant meaning to the two of us. We aren’t going to come in and let someone take the house that we built since WGWF reopened its doors to the public. This is our house isn’t just a tagline for us; it’s the truth, and wouldn’t you defend your homes with everything that you have within yourselves?”
Austin Ramsey: “Which leads us to the end of our title defense against Kim Pain and Lexi Gold. Speaking of things coming full circle, many of you may not know this, but we spoke of winning tag team titles before; well, Paul Montuori returned the favor for how we announced our presence to the world in that company and entered the tag team division. We waited until the moment was right and changed the tides in the match he was competing in, and he and his wife were heavily favored to take the tag team division with ease until we swept in and took it all away from them.
I suppose that isn’t sitting right with Paulie; to be fair, I can’t say I blame him. We captured the titles and were set to defend them at the upcoming PPV against him and Michelle, which was never to be. So here we are, champions again, PPV is right around the corner, and we find ourselves in Paul’s crosshairs where he is hoping to pull off an upset and topple the house that we built. The only problem is that we have gotten good at ensuring the foundation of these houses we build is solid. So he can huff, puff, and try to blow our house down, but he will be unsuccessful.”
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “Now Paul has a masked individual that seems to share the idea that The Show Stealerz will be easy to knock off the throne. Well, honey, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. First of all, we aren’t so naïve that we spend all of our time wondering about the coward whose face is under a mask. If you were about that life, you would show the world that you are “that bitch” loudly and proudly. Instead, you are playing out one of the biggest clichés in this business. The mask thing has been done over and over, honey, it’s tired and played out.
If anything, it took the attention off of Paul Montuori and made the world focus on who is under the mask. Probably, should’ve rethought that one, but your desperation is showing, sweetie. You have to be careful about that kind of stuff, but hey, you tried.”
Austin looks at his wife and smiles; this is what he has wanted to pull out of her for a very long time.
Austin Ramsey: “You have no idea how much I love you right now.”
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “Oh, I do, they all do, and they know you’d be a fool not to. I mean, who doesn’t love me? Am I right?”
Toddy steps forward and extends her arms, and the crowd breaks out in we love you chants. Austin stands there and marvels at his wife.
Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “I love you, too. Before we go, I want to leave this with you. Paul, we have been friends for a long time, and all is fair in love and war; however, you can get whomever you want, mask or no mask, the outcome will be the same. You will not come into the house that we built and use that to reset and gain footing in the WGWF. This is our house, and guests need to know when it’s time to leave.”
The crowd goes crazy, and Austin pulls his wife in, and the two share a kiss. The music begins to play, and the two make their way to the back.
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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make her way to the ring, representing CCPE, she is KIM PAIN!
Born to raise hell by Motorhead starts to play and Kimberly Pain comes out from behind the curtain together with Kat Jones greeted by a choir of boos and they stand still for a moment looking at the crowd. The evil smirk on her face showing that she is looking forward to the fight. Kimberly walks down to the ring in a quick pace taunting the crowd into booing louder as she makes it up to the apron.. She sits on one knee and gives a hip pop before she slides in between the ropes and waits in her corner for the match to start.
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And her opponent…
”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make her way to the ring, LEXI GOLD!
"5 out of 6" hits and the crowd cheers on The Golden Goddess as she makes her way out from behind the curtain. She stands on the ramp and looks toward the crowd, feeding off the energy they were bringing tonight before walking down the ramp and clapping some hands at ringside, then runs up the steps and enters the ring through the bottom rope. While in the ring, she taunts a little and turns her focus to the stage and waits for her opponent(s) music to hit next.
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Kimberly Pain is the first to move out of her corner, slowly approaching Lexi Gold before reaching out and tying up. Lexi pushes Kimberly back across the ring and forces her all the way back into her corner. Kimberly is able to escape the lock up and slip behind Lexi, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her head down into the turnbuckle! Lexi Gold stumbles backwards and Kimberly leg sweeps her to the mat before grabbing hold of her foot and trying to lock in a heel hook! Lexi is able to roll away from the pressure before it’s locked in and she pulls her foot away, scrambling up and turning around to face Pain.
CENTURION: Lexi needs to be careful, Kimberly seems eager to finish this one early.
TYLER CAGE: She’s lookin’ to rebound quickly from that tag loss. I respect it.
Kimberly Pain lunges towards Lexi but instead of tying up with her again, she delivers a massive bitch slap across Gold’s face! The crowd inside the CCPE Arena jeers loudly as Lexi clutches at her jaw, but before she can retaliate Kimberly hits her with a stiff clothesline and drops her to the mat. Kimberly Pain pounces atop Lexi Gold, looking for the cover!
ONE!
TW-
Lexi gets a shoulder up and breaks the count. Kimberly pops up and sprints off the ropes as Lexi rolls over to her hands and knees… Pain hits a low dropkick as she rebounds back at Lexi, blasting her in the ribs and sending her rolling across the canvas! Lexi clutches at her midsection as Kimberly pops back up and strolls over to her, looking for a standing elbow drop! Lexi is able to roll out of the way just in time, using the ropes to pull herself up quickly and grab Kim in a front face lock! Lexi drags Kim up to her feet and grabs her around the waist before hurling her with a belly to belly suplex! Kimberly Pain skids into the corner and slowly staggers to her feet. Lexi charges across the ring and jumps into the air for a body splash, but Kim dives out of the way! Lexi smashes into the turnbuckle and drops to the mat where Kimberly Pain once again pounces on her legs.
CENTURION: Painful Ending! Kimberly Pain is trying to lock Lexi Gold into a figure four leg lock!
TYLER CAGE: Lexi is fighting to crawl over to the ropes before it gets locked in!
Lexi army crawls across the canvas, digging her elbows into the mat and dragging Kimberly until she’s able to reach out and grab the bottom rope. The referee calls for Kimberly to release the submission, but she blatantly holds onto it for a few extra seconds which elicits huge boo’s from the sold out crowd. Eventually Kim releases Lexi and the two women climb back to their feet, Gold noticeably slower than Pain. They stare at each other before slowly circling, each wary of any sudden movements by the other. Lexi chops Kimberly, backing her towards the corner. Kimberly stands her ground and throws a spinning heel kick that barely misses Lexi! Lexi bulldogs Kim to the mat and rolls her over, looking for a quick cover!
ONE!
TWO-NO!
Kim gets a shoulder up before the two count, and wriggles her way out from underneath Lexi. She rolls back to her feet, as does Lexi… then she quickly boots Gold in the midsection and doubles her over! Kimberly slides around behind Lexi quickly and grabs her in a sleeper hold, then jumps up on her back and throws on a body triangle, pulling Lexi down to the mat!
CENTURION: Riddle Me This!
TYLER CAGE: Lexi is trapped in the middle of the ring! She can’t get to the ropes this time!
Lexi tries desperately to free herself, but feels the lights going out quickly as Kim has the choke on tight. Lexi Gold has no choice but to tap, the referee quickly stepping in to pull Kimberly off of her.
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WINNER VIA SUBMISSION: KIMBERLY PAIN
Match Time: 7:05
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Once again Kim is slow to release Lexi, but eventually climbs to her feet and grins from ear to ear as the referee throws her hand up in the air triumphantly.
CENTURION: Wow. Kimberly Pain told everyone that she was going to come back from her loss to the Show Stealerz and show us something this week… she certainly did.
TYLER CAGE: Yeah, the tag division may not have been her speed, but singles competition seems to fit her just right.
CENTURION: Her pace was just so strong, Lexi never had a chance to get herself going and build momentum.
Kimberly continues to celebrate in the ring as Lexi rolls underneath the bottom rope and to the floor before slowly making her way up the ramp. Kimberly watches her leave, grinning to herself the entire time.
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The big screen comes on at the CCPE Arena and the crowd hushes to see what’s coming up. On the screen, we see one of the many beautiful beaches of the country of Jamaica. “Cholo” Giovanni Santana is seen walking along the beach, wearing nothing but sunglasses and colorful shorts and carrying his favorite drink on his hand. For the first time ever, at least on WGWF television, we see that his afro has been cornrowed. He spots the camera and smiles.
CHOLO: Hola mi gente! Cholo is very sorry he cannot be in attendance tonight, but he had a family event that he simply could not miss… More on that later, but he hopes you are able to survive and do enjoy the great show senor Cristobal has put together for you tonight… Cholo heard Mike Mason has a match, good for him! Cholo hopes he is able to bounce back after last Brawl’s devastating loss.
Cholo winks at the camera.
CHOLO: Yes, Cholo is very sorry that happened… only because you deprived the WGWF faithful of the match they have been craving for since you decided to stick your Pinocchio size nose in Cholo’s business. Yes, Wrestle Wars could have been that much more special, the match to end this nonsense of a feud plus the winner, yours truly, walking away as the new Intercontinental Champion!
The crowd in the arena cheer loudly.
CHOLO: But at the same time, Cholo, much like this beautiful beach you see here, he is at peace… You cost Cholo the Television Championship, and now, you are out of the Intercontinental Title race… But do not blame Cholo, unlike you, he did not lay a single finger on that steroid infested body of yours… Cholo was just watching, having a good time, you let the pressure get to you and Buster Gloves capitalized on it. The fault is yours and yours alone “Milky”. Cholo is moving and he hopes you do too…
Cholo walks away from the warm water caressing his feet and heads for 3 beach chairs that have been set up. He sits on the middle one, stretches his feet and then takes some of his drink.
CHOLO: As for Buster Gloves…. Congratulations amigo, Cholo is very much looking forward to our match at Wrestle Wars. There is no ill will between us but there is also no friendship or alliance of any kind… and so what that means is that the fans can expect a great wrestling match with two of the best competitors WGWF has seen in a long time. After watching you last week, Cholo knew he had to do a little more scouting and so he came to the beautiful Jamaica to watch you and your partner take on my cousins, The Malvado Brothers, for their Duos Championships.
On cue, the Malvado brothers sit down next to Cholo, dressed like him except that they are masked luchadores, so they each wear a red mask with a white spiral design on the front. They are also sporting a lot of bandaging, around the mid-section and shoulder area. They have with them the TPW Duos championships which they hand to Cholo for some reason. He looks at them, admiring the craftmanship and smiles.
CHOLO: Amigo Buster, it seems you came up just a little short this past Friday… You gave my primos a helluva fight, that’s for sure, but in the end, they kept these gorgeous belts.
He hands the belts back and then sits up on the beach chair and removes his shades, his smile disappearing.
CHOLO: It’s really too bad, because at Wrestle Wars, Cholo knows you will give him the same fight if not more… and Cholo welcomes it with open arms… But in the end, the result will be the same, see you soon… amigo.
Cholo puts the shades back on and the smile returns.
CHOLO: Mi gente in Las Vegas! See you son, Cholo loves you!
The crowd pops as Cholo waves at them and the goofy Malvados do as well.
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We fade backstage at the loading dock entry as a slew of random bodies lay on the loading dock it self leading into the back of CCPE Area where we find Slater has a busted open Mark Flynn and lawndarts him into the side of the production. Further into the building Mac is fighting off Debonair only to be blasted by Bam Miller!
TYLER CAGE: Centurion they’ve brawled back INTO the building!
Slater comes up behind Bam spinning him around where he laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop only to have Bam come back with a thumb to the eye of Slater! Bam spins back around kicking Mac Bane in the gut before planting him with a DDT into the concrete floor! Fred comes back onto the scene where he starts stomping away at Mac Bane with Bam. Flynn has recovered and snatches Slater by the head and takes him just off the loading dock area and into a fenced in janitors area! Flynn hurls Slater inside the fenced in area and slams the door. He pulls out a padlock from the pocket of his jeans and locks the door! Flynn flips Slater off before leaving him be and turning around where he makes his way back over to Fred and Bam. They’ve picked Mac up and start taking him through the Gorilla position where nobody is seen.
CENTURION: We started off tonight with this fight backstage, it continued in the parking lot, and now it’s on it’s way to the ring! Mac Bane needs some help here!
TYLER CAGE: Flynn locked Slater up backstage, so as it stands Mac is isolated!
The crowd erupts with boos as Fred and Bam hurl Mac Bane through the curtain and out to the top of the ramp. The boos echo louder upon Debonair, Miller, and Flynn walking out as Mac gets to all fours. Bam runs and punt kicks Mac in the ribs! Flynn riles up the crowd as we see Bam storm down the ramp demanding a microphone. He comes around the corner of the ring toward The Big Ticket, but Harvey quickly tosses the microphone at Bam who catches it. Bam turns and starts to head back around the ring.
BAM MILLER: MAC BANE!
Bam laughs as he starts walking back to the top of the ramp where Fred has Mac forced to his knees with Flynn for Bam.
BAM MILLER: Have you had a lot of fun tonight? I know I have!
Bam gets to the top of the ramp and kneels down in Mac’s face.
BAM MILLER: Did you get that beat-up truck of your widow fixed? I mean I saw the damage for myself when I smashed it to pieces with the same brick I tried to end your career with.
Bam laughs out loud.
BAM MILLER:: But the best part is when I whooped your ass in the parking lot and had those pigs not arrived you would've left in a body bag!!!
Bam smirks.
BAM MILLER: So it's clear to me that we need a match that matches the violence we want to inflict on each other, so here's my proposal to you Mac, I've done this match once before and I came out on top, so I'm feeling confident about looking is in a cage but not just any cage a cage that so big and wide that it has to be placed outside in the parking lot.
Bam smirks with a little laugh.
BAM MILLER: And I know what your thinking is the ring in the cage?
Bam shakes his head.
BAM MILLER: Oh no there is no ring inside but what is inside this cage that you can't escapes is cars… Lots and lots of cars that we can use as weapons to inflict unimaginable pain!!! There will also be tables, ladders, chairs, barbed wire, and whatever else that this company can provide. Oh my!!!
Bam rises up to his feet.
BAM MILLER: I'm challenging you Mac to a PARKING LOT CAGE MATCH AT WRESTLEWARS!!!!
The crowd pops for the challenge but are quickly cut off by Miller.
BAM MILLER: That is… if you make it.
Bam tosses the microphone down and starts mauling the helpless Mac Bane with a flurry of right hands! An eruption of boos fills the area when suddenly they pop huge as JOHN CABLE emerges out to the top of the ramp with a pair of bolt cutters! Cable is followed by THE Tristan Salter! The crowd explodes as Fred and Mark drop Mac and all hell breaks loose! Debonair and Cable pair off with John blocking a right hand and nailing Fred with the Bolt Cutters! Slater takes Flynn down with a double leg on the top of the ramp and starts reigning down with fist of fury!
CENTURION: It’s absolute chaos as we head into Wrestle Wars!
Cable and Debonair brawl back through the curtain!
TYLER CAGE: Cable and Slater have leveled the playing field! Cable and Debonair are brawling to the back! Slater is hammering away on Flynn! Miller has laid out a massive challenge to Bane!
Slater gets up off Flynn and picks Mark up and takes him down the ramp where he shoots him into the barricade. Slater charges in, Flynn sends Slater over into the crowd with a back body drop! Mark climbs up on the barricade and when Slater gets up Mark leaps off with a Flying Cross Body Block that sends them both down to the floor! At the top of the ramp Miller sets up Mac for a double arm DDT, Mac counters with a back body drop onto the steel! Miller rolls toward the side of the ramp and starts to get back up to his feet.
CENTURION: Mac has evil intentions in his eyes!
Mac Bane sizes up Bam who is starting to push himself up. Mac picks up the microphone.
MAC BANE: Challenge accepted, that is… if YOU make it!
Mac tosses the microphone down and as Bam stands it’s Mac with a Superkick… that Bam catches before it connects with his jaw! Bam pulls Mac in with his feet and into a Sky High off the stage sending both men crashing down through tables on the side of the entrance ramp! The crowd explodes with a thunderous “HOLY SHIT” chant!
TYLER CAGE: My thoughts EXACTLY!
EMT’s quickly surround Mac and Miller as we cut to a commercial break.
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The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Blood" begins to rumble around the arena. The crowd jumps to their feet, recognizing the theme and cheering loudly for the #1 Contender to the WGWF World Heavyweight Title.
CENTURION: Here we go! Mark “The Dragon” Cross, the man who’s going to bring the World Championship back to glory, is here!
TYLER CAGE: He’s all set for the biggest match of his career at WrestleWars, as he’s our best chance to take out “The Mechanic” Peter Vaughn!
The crowd continues to cheer, excited, but their energy dips slightly when the spotlights come on at the beginning of the guitar riff… showing nobody there.
CENTURION: Wait… where is he?
TYLER CAGE: This is exceedingly strange…
As the music continues to play, we finally see someone walking out on stage, wearing a dark red hoodie. They put their arms in the air, earning a roar from the crowd, before they turn towards the camera and pull down the hoodie…. revealing Peter Vaughn!! The cheers immediately turn to jeers, as the crowd isn’t very pleased for this surprise. Vaughn does a few Cross poses while smirking, before shedding himself of the hoodie to reveal his normal gear.
CENTURION: Oh, man, it was all a swerve!
TYLER CAGE: Damn, this is the guy I didn’t want to hear from…
With the music coming to an abrupt end, Vaughn raises up a mic, looking around at the packed arena.
PETER VAUGHN: You were expecting someone else?
An “Asshole” chant starts up and quickly spreads through the crowd, probably even being said by the kids in the audience. Hey, you’ve gotta learn the words somewhere. Vaughn lets it go for a minute before continuing.
PETER VAUGHN: Sorry to disappoint all of you Kriss-Cross fans out there. I know that guy makes you want to jump, jump, but I’m afraid you won’t be seeing him here tonight. You see, Cross is the kind of dude who likes to show up early and help get everything set up. He’s such a “nice guy” that he even does it with no boost in pay. Yeah, I don’t understand it, either.
Vaughn shrugs, as if assuming that everyone would agree with him, but the fans are just cheering for Cross’ good deeds. Vaughn, disappointed, continues.
PETER VAUGHN: Unfortunately, with a job like that, there are always… risks… which is why you won’t be seeing your precious #1 Contender here tonight. He had a little… accident… with heavy machinery. Observe.
Vaughn looks up at the Tron screen, which has come up. We see a shot from earlier in the day, where Cross is working on getting a portion of the stage set up. He is smiling and joking around with the other technicians, as a crane is nearby, pushing the top portion of the set into place. There’s a sudden shout from the right.
Voice: LOOK OUT!! THE CRANE’S LOSING POWER!!
We see Cross immediately look upwards, seeing part of the crane swinging down towards the stage. He runs forward at one of the younger technicians, who is blissfully unaware of what’s happening.
THE DRAGON: MOVE, KID, MOVE!!
Cross leaps forward, knocking the kid out of the way… and taking a hit from debris falling from the set!!! He falls to the ground, with a few other pieces landing over him. Workers are immediately scrambling around him, trying to lift the pieces off of him to get him free, as we can see Cross’ face, with his eyes closed. We cut back to the arena, where Vaughn is shaking his head as if saddened by the sight.
CENTURION: What the hell?? Do we even know if he’s alright??
TYLER CAGE: I’ve never seen anything like that happen before!
On the stage, Vaughn stares up at where the repair work was done, admirably putting everything back together for tonight’s show. He then reaches into a pocket for a second, eventually pulling out what looks like a set of plugs and bolts, shaking them in his hands.
PETER VAUGHN: As I’ve said before… maintenance is key on every vehicle, including cranes. I guess Raven or Page should look into that.
CENTURION: … Did Vaughn rig the crane to collapse?
TYLER CAGE: I mean… we can’t prove anything…
CENTURION: If anyone would do it, he would!
Putting the items back in his pocket, Vaughn takes a seat on the edge of the stage, staring out at the furious crowd before continuing.
PETER VAUGHN: So I guess it’s up to me to hype up our match at WrestleWars 8. A match that’s guaranteed to go down in history as one of the greatest contests in WGWF history. The Mechanic… vs. the Dragon. So let’s talk about it. You know, dragons… they’re legendary, aren’t they? You’ve got Smaug from Lord of the Rings… Draco, voiced by Sean Connery in that one forgotten movie… Puff the Magic Dragon, who had a fun song, at least… and that one dragon from Shrek who got boned by a donkey. Oh, and that one from How To Train A Dragon… what was his name again?
Almost in spite of themselves, the crowd answers, with many yelling the name “Toothless”. Vaughn nods in appreciation, smiling at them.
PETER VAUGHN: That’s right. Toothless. That might be the most fitting name. “Toothless” Mark Cross. Hey, that dragon wasn’t the worst fighter, Cross should take some pride from that, right? But that’s what you are, Mark. Toothless.
Vaughn springs to his feet, beginning to pace on the stage, animated.
PETER VAUGHN: You remember what happened the last time we fought, right, Marky? I had been in that ring for over 30 minutes, fighting off every single superstar in the WGWF. I had lost my partner due to treachery, which Flynn will surely be getting revenge for on Slater. You were the relatively fresh wrestler who had just come up in a few minutes before. And what happened? I sent your ass over the top rope, hung on, and won myself the World Title.
Unbuckling the belt, Vaughn holds it over his head, earning some more boos from the crowd.
CENTURION: Sure, he won the Rumble, but that’s in the past now.
TYLER CAGE: Not in Vaughn’s mind…
PETER VAUGHN: You couldn’t beat me, Mark, when I was exhausted. When I was at my weakest. So how do you think you’re coming into MY ring, set to beat me when I’m going to be at my STRONGEST? Oh, it’s going to be a hell of a match, Mark. It’s going to be a War to end all WrestleWars. But in the end? We all know what the result is going to be. You’re going to see the same thing all these people are seeing tonight… a champion, hanging onto his gold, and showing it for all the world to see… while a toothless dragon takes the plunge… see you there, boyo.
Vaughn keeps the championship in the air, even as “This Time It’s Different” by Evans Blue begins to play. The crowd is booing heavier than ever, throwing trash his direction, but Vaughn stays in place, refusing to back down.
CENTURION: We’ll see what happens soon enough, as Vaughn will have to back up his words at WrestleWars 8!
TYLER CAGE: We’ll see you there everyone!! Good night!!
The camera stays focused on the determined, slightly darkened grin of Peter Vaughn as he continues to stand with the gold in the air, as we end the night.
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