Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on May 23, 2011 18:15:27 GMT -5
DARK MATCH
VANCE RAGE vs CONNOR DEMPSEY
The crowd's attention focuses on the ring, where two WGWF newbies take the ring.
DING....DING...DING....
Dempsey and Rage lock up center ring with Rage taking a cheep knee to the midsection, Rage takes control over Dempsey landing several body slams in succession. He forces Dempsey's shoulder to the mat only gaining a 2 count. Rage continues the beating as he picks up the youngster, he sends Dempsey crashing into a set of buckles. Rage rushes in after Dempsey, but it's Dempsey who side steps Rage sending him crashing into a set of buckles. Dempsey takes control with a Flying Cross Body block off the top rope, which leads to Dempsey hitting the Mount Morgan Drop for the victory.
WINNER: CONNOR DEMPSEY
WGWF PRESENTS
MGM GRAND
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
22,345
Hardcore Hell takes the air live from the MGM Grand in Las Vegas, Nevada as a pitch black screen is shown. The crowd erupts as Matt Hopkins fades on to the screen, still in a hospital bed with a neck brace on his neck.
Matt Hopkins: This is it... the night in which you've all been waiting for... The night where the balance of power shifts BACK into you, the fans hands.
The crowd let's out a huge pop as Matt continues.
Matt Hopkins: Tonight, LIVE in SIN CITY!
The crowd roars with the cheep pop...
Matt Hopkins: The foundation of the WGWF will be rocked to it's core, and Adam Barker has no one to blame but himself!
The screen goes dark as the following video begins to play...
ADAM BARKER...
As soon as the video stops playing we cut back to the loading dock where Adam Barker is shown stepping out of a limo, he's dressed in all black ala Matt Hopkins. He's shown on the phone...
Adam Barker: Look, I don't know... but what I do know is I'm sick of this... Yeah.... Did you bring the papers? Awesome. I'll sign on the dotted line if things get out of control... Hey, I gotta go.
Barker hangs up the phone as he enters the MGM Grand. The scene cuts back to ringside.
MATCH 1:
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP TO THE WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
GRAPPLING GURU vs THE SENTINEL vs AXEL "THE SHARK"
The bell rings and Axel and Guru turn their attention towards the giant Sentinel…who responds by laying them both out with a clothesline! He picks Axel up, throwing him into the corner like a ragdoll before laying into the Shark with a hard knife edge chop! The crowd responds with a “Woo!” chant as Axel clutches his chest in pain. Guru is up on his feet and charges at the Sentinel, who throws him over the top rope to the shock of the crowd!
Diamond: Wow, Sentinel is really impressive tonight Flash!
Rotten: Yeah, what’s up with that?
Diamond: …
Rotten: What? It’s just…weird.
Sentinel beats his chest in pride before turning back to Axel, who has climbed the turnbuckle. Before he knows what hit him, Axel leaps off with a missile dropkick that brings the giant down hard! The crowd is cheering heavily as Axel follows with a leg drop before going for the cover: 1…2…Guru slides into the ring, breaking up the count! Guru picks Axel up, whipping him against the ropes. On the rebound he connects with a hard right that sends the Shark down to the canvas, before he goes to work on Axel’s arm. In the meantime, Sentinel has gotten back to his feet and drops his big boot on the head of Guru to break up the hold. Sentinel throws him into the corner, charging towards him…but Guru gets a boot up into the face of the giant, which knocks him slightly as he turns around into a spinning heel kick from Axel to a HUGE pop from the crowd!
Rotten: See, I knew something was up. And now it’s back to…OH MY!
Guru motions to Axel, and then to an adjacent turnbuckle. Axel nods in agreement, climbing that turnbuckle as Guru climbs the one he’s on. Together they deliver a double leg drop on the giant Sentinel, with the crowd at nearly a fever pitch! Guru rolls the Sentinel out of the ring, and turns his attention to Axel…who responds with a headscissors takedown that sends Guru out of the ring himself! Axel looks to the crowd, who begins chanting his name as he climbs the turnbuckle again. Guru slowly gets to his feet when Axel turns around, delivering a moonsault on Guru to the outside! All three men are down as the crowd chants “This is awesome!”
Diamond: This has been an exciting start to what promises to be a spectacular PPV, folks! All three men are down, which one of them will win the shot at the TV title?
The ref begins to count as Guru and Axel slowly stir: 1, 2…Guru gets to his feet…3, 4, 5…Guru has slid into the ring, and Axel is finally back on his feet…6…Axel slides into the ring, only for Guru to start stomping on Axel’s head ferociously. Guru picks up Axel, calling for the end as he lifts him up onto his shoulder for the Grapple Bomb!
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THRE
The crowd gasps as the Sentinel slides into, yanking Guru off the cover! Sentinel picks Gary up by the throat, he looks to hoist The Guru up for a Chokeslam, the Guru counters with a Tornado DDT driving the Sentinel head first into the mat! Gary covers the Sentinel!
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THREE!!
DING....DING...DING.....
Masters: Here is your winner…the GRAPPLING GURU!
The ref raises Guru’s hand in victory as Axel is finally coming to, shaking his head at the missed opportunity as the scene cuts backstage.
VANCE RAGE PPV DEBUT...
(Denise Essex stands backstage with new comer, Vance Rage.)
Denise: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing with one of the newest competitors here in WGWF, his name is Vance Rage. I'd like to be the first one to ask, how did it feel to be out there earlier tonight in your debut match against Connor Dempsey?
(Before Vance can even answer, a chair slams into his back. Essex screams and runs off as the camera pans out to show “The Main Attraction” Jeffrey Hollywood standing over the fallen Rage with a chair in hand. Hollywood grins as he waits for Vance to get back to his feet. As he turns around, CRACK! Hollywood smashes the chair right into his face, sending Rage to the floor with blood now pouring from his face. Hollywood bends down, getting right in Vance's face.)
Hollywood: You poor pathetic idiot, I made you and tonight I'm sending you back into obscurity.
(Vance rolls over as Hollywood stands back up. Rage tries to get up but falls back to the ground as Hollywood chuckles to himself. With Vance laying face down on the concrete floor, blood still flowing from his forehead... Hollywood slowly raises the steel chair above his head. He grins as he slams the chair down across the back of Rage's head, busting it open as security and medical personnel rush over. Hollywood tosses the chair down and his grins gets even bigger.)
Hollywood: Looks like your career here has come to an early end Vance. Don't worry though because now the “Main Attraction” is here and ready to rise to the top of this company like I always do.
(Hollywood turns and looks at the camera.)
Hollywood: Trust me, I'll be paying close attention to the main event. For whoever walks out of that chamber with the World Championship... let this be your warning right here and now, I'm coming for that title and I will do WHATEVER it takes to get my shot!
(Hollywood grins one last time before walking off while EMTs are there to care for the unconscious Vance Rage, as the scene cuts back to ringside.)
Diamond: Jeffery Hollywood has just made a HUGE statement directed towards the winner of tonight's Elimination Chamber!
Rotten: But WHO is he? I've never heard of em'.
INITIATIVE...
Fans pop as cameras cut backstage showing the Initiative locker room as cameras peak through the open door as we see Nick Ryan, Paul Frost & WGWF Worlds Champion Hunter Ryan all preparing for their matches this monumental evening.
Diamond “ Well there are three men who EACH will be involved in of THREE back to back to back main events on this historic night.”
Rotten “What don’t you take a picture Derrick it will last long, because it all ENDS tonight. The Initiative will die ONCE AND FOR ALL. First Nick Ryan’s romp through the Devils Playground will end with Famine burying him six feet under, and then Paul Frost will kiss the feet known as Chris Page as a three year mistake gets erased as Paul Frost says I QUIT to CCP. Then FINALLY the cheery on top of this sadistic Sunday will be Hunter Ryan LOSING the Worlds Title inside that Elimination Chamber match in our main event.”
Diamond “ That’s your opinion Flash but since were in Vegas in a room full of Worlds Champions I wouldn’t bet on a flush of the Initiative just yet.
MATCH 2:
LAST MAN STANDING
KEVIN JEWERT vs JOHN STONE
Donald Masters: The following contest will be fought under LAST MAN STANDING rules!!!!
Fans Pop
Donald Masters: The only way for this match to end is when one superstar cannot reach his feet before the officials ten count.
Diamond “Well here we go…Jewert…Stone who will be the last man standing?”
Masters: Introducing first he weighs in tonight at 300 pounds and hails from Commodore, Pennsylvania….”CORPORAL” KEVIN JEWERT!!!!!
Smoke & Mirrors by Life house rips across the speakers as the lighting turns to Camo lighting. Kevin walks out onto the ramp and salutes the crowd. When he does the salute pyro goes off behind him. He walks down the ramp and when he gets to the ring apron he turns toward the crowd and does another salute. He walks into the ring and shadow boxes for a moment and then goes and stands in his corner.
Masters: And introducing his opponent, tonight he weighs in at 215 pounds and hails from Chicago Illinois…he is a member of the Generals Of Destruction……JOHN STONE!!!!!!
“Step Up” by Drowning Pool is not enough to drown out any of the boo’s emanating from the MGM crowd as John Stone makes his way out of the back. He looks at the crowd and raises his hand in the air. He then begins to walk down the ramp with a cocky look on his face. The fans boo but John continues as if they didn't even exist. Once inside the ring John walks over to the turnbuckle, raises his hand in the air one more time before jumping off straight into a left hand via Jewert as the bell rings.
Ding…Ding
Jewert pounds away on Stone with right hand, John tries to get his hands up to try and block the shots, but Jewert is like a man possessed and just lays the punches into him. Kevin gets up and pounds on his chest as the crowd starts an "USA" chant before anything meaningful has even happened. Kevin grabs John and brings him to his feet, then shoots him to the ropes and takes him down with a clothesline. Jewert asks for the count…1…2…..3…4….Stone begins to stir as Kevin tries to bring Stone up, but has his eyes raked by the G.O.D. member, Stone then glares at Kevin and clubs him with a big right hand, then shoots him to the ropes and hits a Lariat, taking Jewert down. Stone asks for the count before stopping the ref as a grin comes to the face of Stone as he slides out of the ring and reaches under the ring and picks up a trash can. Stone waits for Kevin to get back up and whacks him over the head with the trash can!
Rotten ”That’s one way to take out the trash…hah…ha…”
Jewert crashes to the mat as Stone now demands the count…1…2…3…4….5…Jewert begins to stir. Stone then places the trash can down and gets Jewert up, then whips him to the ropes and catches Kevin on the return with a FLAPJACK ONTO THE TRASH CAN! The count begins for both men...1…2…3…4…Stone is up…5…6…Jewert is up before seven. Stone now stomps away as Jewert rolls away into the corner, but can't escape the attentions of John Stone as he follows him and begins to put the boots to Jewert in the corner. The fans continue to boo until referee Mike Sparks gets in Stone’s face, but gets brushed away for interfering in John’s attack. Stone gets Kevin back up and looks to shoot him across the ring, but it's countered by Jewert, who sends Stone into the opposite corner, but does it at such velocity that Stone is taken off his feet as he hits back first! John Stone holds onto his back as Kevin grabs a road sign, and then waits for John to get to his feet before nailing him on the temple with the road sign. Stone drops to a knee, and Kevin then grabs John and shoots him to the ropes and meets him on the rebound, leaping at him with a FLYING SHOT WITH THE ROAD SIGN!
Diamond “WHAT AN IMPACT MADE BY THE CORPORAL”
Fans cheer as both men are down so the count is on…1…2..3…4…5 Kevin is up….6 John Stone begins crawling away from Kevin, but is stopped by a stomp to the back, as Jewert then whacks Stone across the back with the road sign, before discarding of the weapon, which has become a dented mess. Kevin then grabs a second trash can and lifts it high into the air, before slamming it down over the back of Stone! The cheers reign down as Jewert then walks over to the corner and wedges it in between the top and middle buckles, making sure it's stuck in tight and won't burst out. Jewert then turns back to Stone who's struggling to his feet, and hits him with a right hand. Stone fights back with one of his own, but Jewert again strikes with a right hand, and then another in quick succession. Kevin now shoots Stone towards the corner, BUT STONE COUNTERS AND JEWERT GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE TRASH CAN! Jewert staggers out into the grip of Stone who takes him down with a Snap Suplex! Stone then grabs a baking sheet now and brings Jewert up, looking to nail him with it, but Kevin has the presence of mind to duck under it, and then takes Stone down with an Irish Curse backbreaker!
Rotten ‘Both men are down AGAIN…damn it Stone would you please take this GI Joe retard and finish him once and for all.”
The ref reaches a count of five as Jewert slides out of the ring and looks under the ring and pulls out a TABLE! The crowd erupts and another "USA" chant breaks out as Kevin drags the table out from under the ring.
Rotten “YOU KNOW THERE BOTH AMERICANS RIGHT? That chant makes no sense Derrick”
Jewert sets the table up on the outside and then rolls back into the ring, but is met by a recovered John Stone who leaps onto him and begins hammering away with right hands. The G.O.D member then gets up and grabs the kendo stick off the mat, measuring Jewert who's on all fours now and CRACKS THE STICK IN HALF OVER THE BACK OF JEWERT! Stone throws one half of the broken kendo stick away, and uses the other half to choke Kevin, who's still on all fours. John applies the choke for a few seconds, as Mike Sparks gets in his face again, trying to get Stone to play fair, stupidly, as Mike gives him a death stare, causing the ref to back off.
Diamond “ That’s sick right there folks, it’s sickening to see how far John Stone has fallen ever since joining the GOD’s. Trying to threaten an official like that.”
Rotten “It’s a last man standing match…STONE CAN DO ANYTHING HE WANTS.”
Stone stops the choke and then hits Jewert over the back of the head with the broken stick. Stone then brings Jewert to his feet and looks ready to go for the HEADSTONE...but Jewert blocks it, and elevates John Stone up over his shoulders to the mat with a Back Body Drop! Jewert falls to the ropes and leans onto them, catching a breather, as Stone gets up gingerly and charges at but Kevin ducks his clothesline attempt, then clotheslines Stone out to the floor, and the momentum takes the Corporal over too! Both men are down for a moment, before Jewert gets up and the fans at ringside cheer as he raises his hands into the air. Kevin gets Stone to his feet and WHIPS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE! Stone’s back smacks into the barricade and the God’s member is propped up against it. Jewert points to Stone and then mouths "You're dead" before charging full on towards Awesome looking for a GORE...BUT STONE GETS A BOOT UP IN JEWERT’S FACE AND NEARLY TAKES HIS HEAD OFF!
Rotten “Now that’s kicking it up a notch…game over.”
1….2…3…4…5…6…7…8…Kevin reaches a knee and the ref calls off the count , Stone looks down at Jewert , thinking he had him beaten then. Stone then ponders what to do next, as he then walks over to the announce table and grabs the glass pitcher off the table. Derrick Diamond yells at Stone like the whiney bitch he is, but John ignores Derrick, walks back over to Jewert and SMASHES THE GLASS PITCHER IN THE FACE OF JEWERT!
Diamond “ OH MY GOD…THAT SON OF A BITCH….THERE’S GLASS EVERYWHERE!!!!!”
The crowd collectively groans for that as Jewert drops to the floor and ice water goes everywhere on impact. John Stone shakes his hand, with some of the glass perhaps cutting him as the ref begins the count…1…2…3….4….5….6…Kevin is moving…7…Jewert gets to a knee…8…Jewert grabs the rail…9…he’s up to a huge pop. Stone shakes his head, wondering how much more punishment he can take. Stone then reaches under the ring and grabs a baking sheet, then walks over to where Jewert has crawled to and hits Kevin with the sheet. Stone then rolls back into the ring and seem to be waiting for Kevin to get up again as he stops the ref’s ten count. Once Kevin starts to pull himself back up, Stone rebounds off the ropes and LEAPS WITH THE OVER THE TOP ROPE SUICIDE DIVE...BUT JEWERT GETS THE BAKING SHEET UP IN STONE’S FACE, WIPING HIM OUT MID AIR! The crowd erupts for that and a "Holy Shit" chant breaks
Diamond “You talk about SMASH MOUTH OFFENCE THERE, FLASH.”
Kevin rolls off Stone holding his head, wincing in pain after having the glass pitcher smashed over him earlier, as he's cut above his right eye. The ref is up to five as Kevin gets to his feet and with Stone down, reaches under the ring, searching for some more toys. Jewert pulls out another trash can! At the count of eight Jewert walks back over to Stone and DENTS THE CAN OVER THE HEAD OF JOHN STONE! The crowd pops for that and then Kevin notices the table he set up earlier and grins, thinking it's time to end this match. Kevin grabs Stone and brings him to his feet, but John is playing possum and breaks free, rocking Jewert with a right hand. Stone then grabs Kevin and rolls him into the ring, then follows in. Stone then hits Jewert with another right hand, but Kevin fights back with one of his own. Stone then fires another one back, and again Jewert retaliates. Stone then halts the Corporal however with a knee strike into the gut, and then plants Kevin with a DDT ONTO A ROAD SIGN! …1…2…3…4….5…6….Stone is to his feet…7…8…Jewert is stirring…Stone puts his head in his hands, wanting Jewert to stay down, but not getting his wish as the capacity crowd’s “USA” chants brings Kevin to his feet.
Diamond “MY GOD…THE PASSION OF THAT MAN…HE JUST WON’T STAY DOWN FLASH.”
Stone has spotted the table now however and he gets Kevin to his feet and points to the table to some cheers but mainly heat, and Stone takes too long taunting as Kevin kicks Stone in the stomach, and then rocks him with a right hand. Kevin then tries to shoot Stone into the ropes but it's countered and Stone goes for a clothesline, but Jewert ducks under it and rebounds off the opposite side AND HITS A GORE TO STONE ON THE REBOUND! Both men are down AGAIN…1…2….3….4….5…6…Jewert gets to his feet first…7…8….9…STONE IS UP! The crowd can't believe it and Jewert is stunned. Kevin then brings Stone to his feet and drags him to the ropes, then out onto the apron WHEN SUDDENLY STONE HITS A LOW BLOW TO JEWERT! The crowd groans as Kevin grabs onto his privates and grimaces in pain as Stone then grabs a hold of Jewert’s skull looking for a bull dog through the table but Kevin elbows back and grabs a hold of Stone’s head as both men LEAP OFF THE APRON DOWN THROUGH THE TABLE! The crowd goes nuts for the spot and a huge "Holy Shit" chant rings around the arena!!!!
Rotten “NO!!!!!!”
Diamond “Broken bodies, broken bones and a broken table is all that is left of both men..who will be the last man standing?”
ONE…TWO…..THREE
No movement from either man yet
FOUR….FIVE….SIX….
Cameras catch both Stone & Jewert beginning to lift themselves to their knees
SEVEN…..EIGHT
Stone tries to use the ring apron to stand as Jewert is pushing off the mats with his hands
…NINE…..
STONE IS UP….JEWERT REACHES FOR THE RAIL BUT MISS’S AS HE
FALLS TO THE MATS
…TEN….
DING…DING
Donald Masters: The winner of the match and the LAST MAN STANDING…..JOHN STONE!!!!!!
Fans just boo as John’s hand is raised as the G.O.D.S member falls back to his knees trying to catch his breath as cameras focus on the desperate attempt of Kevin Jewert who is still trying to make it to his feet.
Diamond “Both these men gave it their all tonight.”
Rotten “ And his all wasn’t enough for Captain American plain and simple…all hail that GOD…JOHN STONE as the last GOD standing Derrick.”
The scene cuts back to the locker room area...
GAMBINO'S SURPRISE TO HUNTER RYAN
Hunter Ryan is seen walking in the backstage area, the WGWF World heavyweight championship on his shoulder. He stops suddenly, as he sees Bigg Rigg leaning up against the wall in front of him. Rigg looks at Hunter, a cocky grin on his face.
Bigg Rigg: Taking that belt for one last walk around the building before you lose it, huh? Don't worry Hunter, I will give that belt a good and loving home. I will take it for walks, buy it a nice soft bed of it's own and I will take pictures of the two of us together to send you.
Hunter: Don't get so cocky Gambino, I didn't win this thing by accident. If you wanna take this belt away from me, it isn't going to be easy.
Bigg Rigg: For anybody else in the match, winning won't be easy. For me, it will be just another day in the office. Have you forgotten that I am the man?
Hunter: If being "the man" means that you have to turn your back on the people that stuck by your side for years, then I wouldn't want to be your definition of "the man".
Bigg Rigg walks toward Hunter, smiling as he looks down at the World championship.
Bigg Rigg: You know what your problem is Hunter? You are too eager to believe in other people. You've gotta realize that everybody has a price, it's not if they will turn their backs on their friends; it's more like what will it take to get them to turn their backs? Everybody will turn on anybody else if the payoff is good enough.
Hunter: I wouldn't want to achieve my goals that way.
Bigg Rigg: I know. You're a good guy Hunter and you always do nothing but good deeds for the WGWF fans. But, remember the old saying my friend, no good deed goes unpunished. If you insist on living and dying for the fans, then get ready for a career filled with pain. And that pain starts.......NOW!
With that being said, from behind a steel chair slams onto the head of Hunter Ryan. The championship belt goes flying onto the floor and Hunter's body slams up against the wall. Bigg Rigg's brother Dominic stands with the chair in his hands and a smile on his face. He hands the chair over to Rigg, who slams the chair over the back of Hunter Ryan.
Dominic: How was THAT for showing what I am made of?
Bigg Rigg: It's a start, it's a start. Now, let's get the hell out of here before The Initiative gets here.
John and Dominic Gambino turn away from Hunter's fallen body and make their ways up the hallway toward the Generals Of Destruction locker room as the scene fades back to ringside.
Rotten: Now that's how you take an advantage, right there. Rigg has just made a big statement rolling into the Elimination Chamber!
MATCH 3:
WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
MIXED MARTIAL ARTS RULES
PETER GILMOUR vs NATHAN LUCAS (c)
The camera returns to the ring where we see our infamous announcer, Donald Masters, standing in the center of the ring in a black and red suit. He holds a microphone in his right hand, a grin on his face as he glares out at the energetic crowd.
MASTERS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Mixed Martial Arts rules! The bout will be held inside of a steel cage, and the winner will walk away as the WGWF Television Champion!
The crowd pops loudly as the lights dim slowly and the cage begins to lower from the rafters. The cage is a custom size, fitting perfectly inside of the ropes as opposed to resting on the apron outside. Masters looks up, watching the cage lower until it finally settles into place. The fans cheer once more as several spotlights appear, focused on the ring, and a referee makes his way through the door to meet Masters inside.
MASTERS: First, making his way to the ring and weighing in at 225 pounds… hailing from Los Angeles, California… he is Peter Gilmour!
“Daddy’s Fallen Angel” by In This Moment begins to blare over the speakers as the crowd begins to boo loudly, the lights dimming to an eventual full blackout. A red strobe light flashes furiously, the camera focusing on the top of the ramp as a gigantic explosion of fire shoots up from the stage. As the smoke clears, Rose Smith makes her way out to greet the fans, still somewhat bandaged from Nathan Lucas’ assault on her last week on Brawl. She waves sadistically, and soon Peter Gilmour makes his way through the smoke to join her. He’s dressed all in black, red lettering reading “PBK” scrawled down the side of his leg, and red grappling gloves wrapped tightly around his hands. Rose and Peter grab hands and make their way down to the ring, ignoring the jeers of the fans as they do so. As they get to the steel steps, Peter turns around and kisses Rose on the cheek and then turns back towards the cage, pounding his fists together and bounding up the steps and past the referee to his own corner. His face is grim and determined, his eyes focused on the top of the ramp where he knows Nathan Lucas is soon to appear.
MASTERS: And now, fighting out of Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 205 pounds… he is your Television Champion… NATHAN LUCAS!
“Ladies and gentlemen, please! Would you bring your attention to me?”
There’s a large shower of sparks atop the ramp as “Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva blasts across the sound system and sends the fans into a frenzy. Without any delay, Nathan pops out from behind the black curtain, a gigantic grin on his face as he throws the title belt high over his head. He poses for a minute, and then points towards the ring and sprints towards Peter Gilmour and the cage.
“For a feast for your eyes to see! An explosion of catastrophe! Like nothing you've ever seen before! Watch closely as I open this door!”
DIAMOND: Nathan Lucas looks pumped up for this match, Flash!
ROTTEN: Of course he is, Derrick! Winning this match could solidify him as the greatest Television Champion of all time!
DIAMOND: Yeah, but-
ROTTEN: OF ALL TIME!!!
Nathan reaches the cage, climbing the steps two at a time and hopping over the top rope and into the ring. He paces in his corner for a few seconds and then hands his Television title over to Donald Masters, who carries it carefully out of the ring with him and heads to the time keepers table to take a seat. The music fades out, and the referee calls the two combatants to the center of the ring.
REFEREE: Men, this is an unusual type of match for this company, and it comes with a different set of rules than you’re used to. I need you to follow my instructions at all time, protect yourselves at all time, and put on a show for the fans that paid to see you… there will be three five minute rounds, and if neither of you has finished the other by the end of the third, we’ll go to the judges scorecards. Do you understand?
Nathan and Peter both nod their heads in affirmation.
REFEREE: Good. Then touch gloves, and come out swinging!
Nathan and Peter back away from each other slowly, neither even making an attempt to touch the others gloves as they retreat to their corners. The fans cheer wildly, and with one final check up on each fighter, the referee calls for the bell.
ROUND ONE
ROTTEN: We're underway! Damn, am I looking forward to this one!
Nathan sprints immediately out of his corner, looking for a flying knee to connect and knock Peter out early but Gilmour sees it coming and steps out of the way sending Lucas sailing harmlessly through the air. Nathan lands gracefully, spinning around as Gilmour tries to throw several wild and reckless punches and blocking all of them.
DIAMOND: Gilmour is using an orthodox stance, but Lucas will be fighting Southpaw tonight.
ROTTEN: What the hell does that mean?
DIAMOND: No clue, but apparently he's got some good striking defense! Look at how he catches every punch in the palm of his gloves.
Gilmour throws another jab and cross combination, but Nathan slaps each shot away before throwing a shin kick at Gilmour which connects with a loud slap on Peter's thigh. The crowd gasps in empathetic pain as Peter winces, but recovers in time to block a high head kick from Nathan. Gilmour fakes a jab, but as Nathan goes to defend shoots in for a take down. He grabs the champion around the waist, shaking furiously until finally Lucas is dragged to the mat.
DIAMOND: Lucas is looking to keep Gilmour locked in what's called a “butterfly guard”. With Gilmour's distinct size advantage, Nathan doesn't want to allow him to get into a power position and have a free look at some damaging punches.
ROTTEN: So basically Nathan doesn't want to get hit? What incredible analysis, Derrick.
Gilmour finally gives up struggling, realizing he has no chance of passing Lucas' guard this early. Instead of using his mat wrestling, Peter switches to some vicious ground and pound, using his elbows to bounce Nathans skull of the mat like a basketball. Eventually Nathan is able to regain his composure, catching one of Gilmours wrists and pinning it tight to his own chest. Peter is yet again one step ahead, however, and as soon as Lucas opens up to try and gain wrist control, Peter snags one of Nathans arms and goes for a quick kimura!
DIAMOND: Kimura! Gilmour's almost got it locked in!
ROTTEN: I love it! He's using the champions signature move to try and put him away! Classic!
DIAMOND: The positive for Lucas is that he probably knows the best way to escape, and with a full minute and a half left in the round he's going to need to show it!
On cue, Nathan rolls over and uses his leg to push Gilmour away. For a second his arm is twisted so awkwardly that it looks ready to snap, but finally he manages to roll under Gilmour and slide his arm free, popping back to his feet. Gilmour smiles, knowing he's in firm control of the fight, but the smile fades when a lightning quick combo from Nathan sends him stumbling. A right hooks, left cross and right uppercut all in the span of three seconds and suddenly Gilmour looks rocked. His eyes are glassy, his lip now busted open and spilling blood like a waterfall down onto the mat. Nathan tries to sprint into Peter, but before he can finish him off he's locked in a tight muay thai clinch, Peter hanging on for dear life.
DIAMOND: Cheap tactic from, Peter!
ROTTEN: He's in survival mode, Derrick, don't hate!
Nathan tries to struggle free, looking to land some huge knees on his victim before he round ends in twenty seconds. He manages to get two into the ribs, but can't land the big one to the face that he's looking for. With about five seconds left in the round, Peter pulls out of the clinch and gets double underhooks on Nathan, lifting him high before slamming him down on the canvas with authority.
DING! DING! DING!
ROTTEN: That's the end of round one, and I don't know the rules well enough to score it... but logic tells me Peter is firmly in control of this one.
DIAMOND: I agree, Derrick. Nathan has yet to land anything clean aside from that one punching combination, but Gilmour almost submitted the champion, and absolutely dominated on the ground. I'd be surprised if that round was even close with the judges.
Nathan makes his way to his corner where his brother, Chris, is there to play corner man. Gilmour, on the other hand, returns to Rose. The two stay in their corner for about thirty seconds before the referee tells them to get ready again. Nathan takes one last sip of water and Peter gets one more blob of Vaseline to close a small cut above his eye, and we begin round number two!
ROUND TWO
Now it's Peter who pushes the action, not wanting to lose any of the momentum he gained at the end of the first. He throws furious flurries of strikes at Lucas, but the champion can not defend them all as easily as he could the first round. He deflects a few punches, but one connects directly on his shoulder and causes him to wince visibly. A moment later he takes a big body shot and a big kick to the knee that drops him to the mat.
DIAMOND: Gilmour sees the guillotine!
As Nathan sits on his knees Gilmour grabs a vice like grip on the champions neck, dropping to the canvas and trying to choke him out. Peter pulls guard, laying flat on his own back to try and gain leverage on Nathan and put him to sleep. Nathan, however, is sweating profusely and uses the slickness on his body and the inside of Gilmours arm to his advantage, popping his head free before the hold is locked in too deeply. Now it's Nathan who's looking for ground and pound, throwing multiple shots down on Peter and worsening the cut on the icons forehead.
ROTTEN: WE WANT BLOOD!
DIAMOND: Flash, who are you even rooting for?
ROTTEN: I'm rooting for blood and blood alone!
Gilmour tries to roll out of guard, but Nathan has him pinned in position and begins throwing haymakers into the ribs of his victim. Peter shouts in pain, reaching up to get a hand on Lucas' face, but Nathan uses the opportunity to lock in a tight arm bar! He flips over athletically, wrapping his legs tightly around the body of Gilmour and pulling furiously... he might pop the icons arm out of place!
DIAMOND: Hold on! Gilmour is trying for a reversal!
Peter manages to get a hold of Lucas' leg, twisting powerfully until Nathan lets go, and then Peter contorts his own body until he has Nathan in a deep heel hook! Nathan screams in agony, clutching his leg as he looks up at the clock and prays that the round is almost over.
ROTTEN: No such luck, champ... just under two whole minutes left!
Nathan sits up, fighting through the pain until he's able to reach Peter's face. He balls his hand up, bringing down hammer fist after hammer fist on the already open wound of Gilmour. More and more blood begins to pour out, but Gilmour refuses to let go of the submission move. Soon, his entire face is a crimson mask and it's clear he's struggling to see, and the unthinkable happens.
REFEREE: TIME!
The crowd shouts in disbelief as Nathan pulls away from Peter and the referee pushes Gilmour away from Lucas' leg and waves the doctor into the ring to examine the cut.
ROTTEN: HA HA! BLOOD!
DIAMOND: What a ridiculous call! Nathan was almost forced to tap and the referee gave him a get out of jail free card, calling for the doctor! He may have just single handedly cost Gilmour the Television Title!
ROTTEN: Peter was getting punched in the mouth over and over... Nathan may have tapped, but it was a race to see if he did before Peter got knocked cold.
The doctor decides that it's OK for Gilmour to continue the match, and the referee starts the two men back in their previous position. However, without the grip he had earlier Peter quickly loses control of Nathans leg and both men climb back to their feet with under a minute to go. They charge out of their corners, throwing wild haymakers, swinging for the fences and looking for a highlight reel KO as the fans explode, but neither man gets it. Lucas comes the closest with another high kick that connects with the temple of Gilmour, but as he runs in to capitalize, another massive slam from Peter puts him back on the mat.
DING! DING! DING!
ROTTEN: End of round two!
DIAMOND: That round was much closer, I think I'd still give it to Gilmour though! Nathan Lucas will most likely need to finish Peter in the next round to maintain his title!
Nathan never moves from the canvas, laying flat and trying to catch his breath as Peter is worked on my the cut men. With little success, they attempt to close his gigantic wound. Finally, the referee calls to return to places.
ROTTEN: Gilmour has put two huge exclamation points on these first two rounds...
DIAMOND: Can he put an exclamation point at the end of Nathans title reign? We'll find out!
ROUND THREE
The referee calls for the beginning of this third and final round, and the two men make their way out, both weary and bloodied from the previous two. They circle each other slowly, neither wanting to make the opening move and give their opponent something to capitalize on. Lucas attacks first, throwing a quick three punch combination that bounces harmlessly off of the gloves of Peter Gilmour, who then counters with a leg kick. Nathan stumbles for a split second giving Gilmour the opportunity to spring into action, lunging at Nathans waist and dragging him to the ground!
DIAMOND: Great takedown by the challenger! He found the opening with a powerful kick to the champions thigh!
Lucas rolls into his full guard, Gilmour struggling to advance past it but Lucas holding him firmly in position. Gilmour winds up and throws a heavy right hand which connects solidly with Lucas’ jaw. He winds up again, but before he can drop the bomb Nathan hooks his leg over Peter’s shoulder and around his neck.
ROTTEN: He’s looking for the triangle choke! Lucas has Gilmour in a tough spot!
Gilmour tries to shake loose, but Nathan gets his second leg up and begins to position it. Gilmour shakes violently not, trying desperately to free himself. Now free of the guard, Gilmour slowly stands, his head still caught in the triangle. With a sudden and incredible display of power, Gilmour straightens his back and lifts Nathan high into the air before slamming him down spine first on the canvas and breaking the triangle.
ROTTEN: HOLY SHIT!
DIAMOND: Two and a half minutes gone in this final round, and it looks like Gilmour may be able to finish it here!
Nathan flattens out on the canvas, and Peter quickly leans over him throwing several hammer fists down on the champion. The fans explode as they see what could be the final seconds of this fight, but before Peter can land any more shots Nathan rolls over on his knees and turtles up, shooting forward to push Peter away from him. Peter tries to force Nathan flat again, but a quick elbow from the ground connects with Peters jaw and sends him stumbling backwards against the cage.
DIAMOND: Nathan is back on his feet!
ROTTEN: Don't waste time, Peter! FINISH HIM!
Gilmour sprints across the ring, looking for the knock out punch, but Nathan avoids his shot and steps to the side ending up behind the barreling 'Xtreme Icon'. Gilmour turns around quickly and-
CRAAAAAAAACK!
ROTTEN: GOD DAMN IT!
DIAMOND: A superman punch from Lucas connects flush on Peter Gilmour! Gilmour is down! Gilmour is down!
In a sudden turn of events, now it's Gilmour laying flat on his back, looking up at the rafters as Nathan pounces on top of him and begins raining down hammer fists and elbows. The fans count out each shot on impact, celebrating as Peter's face is busted open again and again with gusher after gusher of blood spurting up and staining the canvas.
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN!
REFEREE: THAT'S IT! Get off of him!
The referee dives in and practically tackles Nathan off of Peter Gilmour, ending the match as the timekeeper rings the bell and the fans explode. Donald Masters stands slowly, proclaiming from his seat;
MASTERS: The winner of this match, by way of TECHNICAL KNOCK OUT! And STIIIIIIIIILL the WGWF Television Champion! NATHAN LUUUUUUUUCAS!!!
The fans explode as the referee helps Nathan to his feet and lifts his hand in the air triumphantly. The two men look on as a ring hand retrieves the title belt and runs it into the ring as the steel cage ascends back into the rafters of the MGM Grand Garden Arena. Paramedics slide into the ring to attend to Gilmour, immediately rubbing Vaseline on his face to close the wounds Nathan opened. Rose screams furiously as “Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva once more begins to blare, but suddenly it's cut off.
DIAMOND: Huh? Did someone forget to pay the electric bill or something?
Saliva is replaced by Adelitas Way, and Nathan looks to the top of the ramp where an extremely large and powerfully built man stands, staring down at him with a fire in his eyes.
ROTTEN: It's Double G! The #1 Contender!
DIAMOND: No rest for the weary, Flash! Nathan overcomes a major obstacle here tonight and already has his next set out for him...
ROTTEN: It comes with the territory, Derrick. If you want to be the best you never get a break... not that you would know anything about it!
Nathan stares down Double G, and slowly a grin crosses his face. He lifts his title belt high over his head, and with his free hand motions for Gary to bring it. The camera moves to a split screen, showing the eyes of both men, and then it slowly fades out to a black screen.
Scene cuts back to the locker room area...
MUDD, RAVEN, and DEVINE
Jason Mudd and James Raven are in their locker room, two-third of the tag team champions ready and waiting for the table elimination match. Ashley Divine's with them, holding Mudd's tag title, where as James Raven has his over his shoulder.
James Raven: We got this, tonight.
Jason Mudd: Yeah, we got it.
James Raven: Put them in their place.
Jason Mudd: No doubt.
James Raven: It's game time.
Jason Mudd: No more joking around.
James and Jason both nod, bumping fists. Ashley walks up to Jason and hands him his tag team championship, adjusting it over his shoulder. She leans in and kisses him fully on the lips, the crowd giving a huge pop to the interaction. Raven rolls his eyes.
James Raven: Yeah, where's mine?
Ashley Divine grins, turning around. She walks slowly to James Raven, he questioning Ashley's motive. She leans it slowly to James Raven, he holding his breath, completely still... when...
SLAP!!!
Ashley Divine gives one right across his face, James takes a step back, Ashley Divine grinning.
James Raven: The hell was that for?!
Ashley Divine: A love tap.
James Raven: A love tap? Holy hell, woman... I'm not Andre. Not like I'm demanding to see your tits. They're nice, but damn...
Ashley takes a step forward and hugs James. He blinks as she kisses the cheek she slapped the holy hell out of seconds prior.
Ashley Divine: Good luck. Kick ass, sea-bass.
James Raven: ... Sea bass?
Ashley shrugs as James Raven and Jason Mudd leave the locker room. As the door closes behind them, Ashley staying behind, James looks to Jason.
James Raven: ... Sea bass?
Jason Mudd: I have no idea.
James Raven: ... She's a weird girl, dude. Awesome, don't get me wrong. But fucking weird.
Jason Mudd: You should see her in bed. Talk about a freak.
James Raven turns a shocked, “WTF” type look to Jason as they cut the corner and disappear from camera.
MASTERS OF THE MAT 2011
CHRIS PAGE HAS ARRIVED!
The scene cuts back to the loading dock where a black limo is shown pulling into the MGM Grand. The limo pulls to a stop. The back passenger door swings open, the crowd roars with boo's as Chronic Chris Page is shown stepping out of the limo. Chris, is dressed in jeans, black boots, with a t-shirt that reads "Perfectly Flawed" written across the front in direct insult towards his opponent tonight, Paul Frost.
Rotten: There he is Diamond, take a good look at Perfection is suppose to look like!
Chris begins to walk towards the backstage hallway.
Diamond: It the most eagerly anticipated rematch of all time, and later tonight Paul Frost and Chris Page are going to meet, with one of them being forced to say I Quit!
Rotten: It's going to be a fight!
The scene cuts back to ringside..
MATCH 5
WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT ELIMINATION TAG TEAM TABLES MATCH
SETH STEVENS and JASON BLACK vs R.J. PALMER and DANTE ANGLAIS vs JAMES RAVEN and JASON MUDD (c)
We now get ready for the triple threat tables tag team match for the tag titles as Seth Stevens and Jason Black make their way out to ringside.
Masters: Coming to the ring first. Representing Genesis. Seth Stevens and Jason Black!
Seth and Jason get in the ring and walk toward opposite corners. Both men stand on the middle rope and throw their arms up in the air as the crowd boos the Genesis members. Both men then climb down as they wait for their opponents.
Masters: Their opponents, coming down to the ring at this time, R.J. Palmer and Dante Anglais!
R.J. Palmer and Dante Anglais walk out of the back and down the ramp again to boos from the crowd just like Seth and Jason were given earlier. Both men don't seem to care as they just casually walk down the ramp and into the ring. All four men in the ring just stare at each other for a moment before the crowd stands up and cheers as James Raven and Jason Mudd make their way out to ringside. Both men, not wasting any time, drop the tag titles and run toward the ring. Once inside, all hell begins to break loose.
Derrick: Here we go Flash. Six men, two titles. Who's going to come out on top?
Flash: The better question is, how the hell are we going to keep up with all of this action?
In one corner we have James Raven brawling with Seth Stevens and R.J. Palmer whole in another we have Dante Anglais, Jason Mudd and Jason Black going at it. Black and Anglais get the upper hand on Mudd who is on the mat being stomped while James Raven takes Seth Stevens out of the ring first and then drops R.J. Palmer with a DDT!
Derrick: And here comes James Raven to the rescue.
Flash: Just in time too. Mudd was getting a....well mud hole stomped in him!
Raven grabs Anglais by the head and drops him with a reverse DDT. He is quick on his feet and walks over to Black and sends him toward the ropes. Mudd hops up from the corner and hits a beautiful drop kick right to the jaw of Black sending him reeling to the outside.
Derrick: Raven and Mudd have just dominated everyone in that ring.
Flash: This thing just started Diamond. They may have the upper hand at the moment but that's gonna change.
As soon as Flash says that, Palmer comes back in the ring and hits Mudd with a chop block to his left knee taking him down. Raven comes in to attack Palmer but Seth comes in to help out and hits a hard elbow to the back of Raven's head. It's now two on one once again as the rest of the competitors get back in this. Seth and Palmer the hit a double suplex on Raven. Seth goes for the cover but Palmer yanks him off. Now Seth gets to his feet and it's Seth and Palmer going at it now. Fists are flying as Raven gets to his feet. He runs toward the ropes and comes back with a huge dropkick to both men. Jason Mudd out of nowhere comes in with fists of fire.
Derrick: Look at Mudd go. He looks like a rabbid wolverine in there.
Back and forth they go as Mudd delivers some stiff shots to both men. He then grabs Palmer and sends him to the corner. He then grabs Seth and sends him flying toward Palmer. Mudd runs to the opposite corner and comes back charging like a raging bull. He flies and hits a huge body splash on both men. Palmer goes down and Seth follow, landing right on top of Palmer hitting him head first in the family jewels!
Flash: That's gotta hurt.
Derrick: I'm sure it does Flash.
Mudd then picks up Seth and sends him over to his corner where James Raven is waiting with a boot to the face. Mudd comes charging again and almost takes Seth's head off with a thunderous clothesline. Raven now on the attack picks Seth up and tosses him outside as Raven follows behind. He walks over to where the tables are and starts to set one up but it's Black who runs towards Raven hitting him with an elbow to the back of the head causing him to stop setting the table up. Black continues the attack as Mudd drops down to the floor to help his partner.
Derrick: Looks like all hell is about to break loose again.
All six men are now on the floor once again fighting it out to see who will walk out of here with the titles tonight. While the melee continues, Dante walks over to get a table and starts to set it up unnoticed. Over where the battle is still going on, Seth grabs Palmer and hits a huge suplex on the mat covered concrete. Mudd and Palmer are now going at it as Black picks up James who hits him with a shot to the stomach. He stands up, grabs Black by the hair and tosses him toward the ring post.
Derrick: We now have one man busted open and it hasn't even been five minutes.
Flash: I wonder who'll be next. Five other men, a few tables. All signs of more bloody things to come.
Black is on his knees, blood now coming out more profusely from his forehead. Dante has now finished setting up the table but doesn't notice that Seth is on the top turnbuckle waiting for him to turn. Dante turn's and Seth flies off with a beautiful cross body! Both men are down.
Derrick: Did you see that Flash?
Flash: See what? I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes focused on one thing.
Palmer grabs Mudd and rams him back first onto the ring mat. As Mudd goes down holding his back, Palmer then goes after Raven who knocks him down with a spear. Back on the other side, Dante and Seth are now getting back to their feet as Black starts to walk over to where they are. Dante sees him coming and runs toward him looking to hit him with a knee lift but Black moves to the side and drops Dante with a huge chokeslam out of nowhere
Derrick: Holy crap! How the hell did he manage to do that?
Flash: I don't know but he saved himself from another head injury.
Seth is now up as Mudd is walking over to where the action is now taking place. Seth walks over to Dante to pick him up. He and Black walk him over to the table. Seth hits him with a few right punches to the head and he places Dante on the table. Black holds him down as Seth climbs up to the top turnbuckle once again. Seth looks down and then flies off. Within seconds, Dante hits Black with a knee to the head and gets off the table causing Seth to go through it.
Derrick: Seth is out!
Flash: That was a stupid move. He should have knocked Dante out before putting him through that table.
Derrick: Doesn't matter now. We're down to five men. Who's next?
As Seth lies in a pile of shattered wood, Dante is on his feet fighting Black as both men go back and forth. Mudd is now coming at both men with a steel chair. WHACK! A shot to the back on Dante. WHACK! Another shot to the head of Black who goes down like a pile of bricks. Back in the ring, Palmer and Raven are going at it as Palmer hits Raven with a nice forearm that sends Raven back against the ropes, Raven bounces off the ropes, into a tiltawhirl back breaker by Palmer! Palmer comes over to the ropes, He sling shoots himself over the top rope, crashing down on top of Jason Mudd! Palmer mounts Mudd, and begins to hammer down with straight right hands! Black, wipes the blood out of his face as he picks up a Table, sliding it into the ring. Black slides in after the Table, he meets Raven with a boot to the face knocking Raven back to the mat as Black is shown setting the table up in the middle of the ring. Out on the floor Dante and Palmer send Mudd sailing over the guardrail and into the front row of fans. Dante comes over to the guardrail, he snitches Mudd up, Suplexing him back over the guardrail and to the ringside area!
Diamond: They're fighting all over Las Vegas!
Back in the ring the crowd boo's as Jason positions Raven for a Powerbomb!
Rotten: Raven's going bye bye!
Black hoists Raven up in the air, but it's Raven who counters the attempt in midair with the FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN sending Black crashing through the table!
Masters: JASON BLACK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Diamond: Genesis is GONE!
Rotten: WHAT! Oh, is Page gunna be PISSED!
Out on the floor Dante and Palmer are mugging Jason Mudd, they pick Mudd up before sending him bouncing off the ring post! In the ring, James Raven begins to get to his feet. Dante and Palmer slide into the ring, Palmer grabbing the steel chair. Dante charges Raven, Raven drops down to the mat, Dante jumps over Raven bouncing off the ropes, Raven springs to his feet landing a perfectly executed dropkick, but as Rave reaches his feet Palmer damn near dents the chair over his head with a vicious chairshot!
Diamond: You could hear that all the way down the strip!
Palmer drops the chair, he rolls out to the floor where he picks up another Table. Dante works his way to a vertical base, Palmer sets the table up on the floor, the crowd roars as Jason Mudd comes around the ring blasting Palmer from behind before bouncing his head off the table. In the ring, Dante picks a busted open James Raven up off the mat. He lifts Raven up setting him up on the top rope. Dante pounds Raven with a right hand, out on the floor Mudd sends Palmer crashing into the security railing before taking notice of what's transpiring in the ring where Dante is snitching Raven up for a Superplex, Mudd slides into the ring, he comes up behind Dante, sticking his head between Dante's legs, hoisting Dante up on his shoulders! The crowd roars as Raven shakes off the damage that's been done before leaping off the top rope connecting with a Doomsday Device!
Rotten: Listen to this crowd!
A huge "TABLES, TABLES, TABLES" chant breaks out throughout the crowd. Mudd rolls back out to the floor, the crowd explodes as he slides another Table into the ring! Mudd slides in after the table, he and Raven set the table up in the center of the ring. They pick up Dante before shooting him across the ring, Dante bounces off the ropes, Palmer slides into the ring, Raven and Mudd look for a double team flap jack through the table, but Palmer flips the table out of the way moments before impact saving his partner! Mudd and Raven reach a vertical base, Palmer plants a kick to the nuts on Raven before thumbing Mudd in the eyes! Palmer takes Mudd, throwing him over the top rope sending him crashing through the table set up on the floor!
Masters: JASON MUDD HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Diamond: This doesn't look good for the Champs!
Palmer and Dante look towards each other with evil grins gracing there faces before turning there attention towards James Raven who is pulling himself up to his feet using the ropes. Palmer and Dante double team Raven, stomping the proverbial Mud Hole in him before Dante breaks off from the double team. He takes the table, positioning it so it's propped up against the corner.
Rotten: It looks like they're not wasting any time!
Dante and Palmer take Raven into the opposing corner, they look to shoot him towards the table, but Raven hits one knee moments before impact, as he turns around to face Palmer and Dante it's Palmer who explodes towards Raven looking to drive him through the table with a Spear, the crowd explodes as Raven side steps Palmer sending him crashing through the table!
Diamond: Raven's got a chance!
Masters: R.J. PALMER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Dante charges Raven, the crowd explodes as Raven catches Dante with the Flight of the Raven on his way into the corner!
Rotten: NO!
Diamond: FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!
Raven reaches his feet to an out pour from the crowd. He points to a table to a thunderous ovation. Raven, slides out of the ring, he picks the Table up, slides it back into the ring, where he slides in after it. Raven, picks up the Table, sets it up in the middle of the ring before picking up Dante, Raven hoists Dante up, setting him up on the top rope. The crowd explodes as Raven steps up to the middle turnbuckle, he snitches Dante up for Flight of the Raven, but as he looks to leap off the middle rope R.J. Palmer reaches up from the floor, grabbing both ankles of Dante! Raven loses his grip as he sails off the middle rope crashing through the table!
DING....DING....DING...
The crowd roars with boo's as the official decision is rendered...
Masters: The winner of this match, AND new WGWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... R.J. PALMER and DANTE ANGLAIS!
Are You Ready? By In Case Of Fire hits the speakers as Palmer pulls Dante out of the ring, the referee hands them the Tag Team Championship, and they quickly make there way to the back knowing they just stole the titles out from under Raven and Mudd!
Diamond: They stole it! Talk about a miscarriage of justice!
Rotten: No, they didn't steal Derrick... they outsmarted James Raven and Jason Mudd!
The scene fades to black
VANCE RAGE vs CONNOR DEMPSEY
The crowd's attention focuses on the ring, where two WGWF newbies take the ring.
DING....DING...DING....
Dempsey and Rage lock up center ring with Rage taking a cheep knee to the midsection, Rage takes control over Dempsey landing several body slams in succession. He forces Dempsey's shoulder to the mat only gaining a 2 count. Rage continues the beating as he picks up the youngster, he sends Dempsey crashing into a set of buckles. Rage rushes in after Dempsey, but it's Dempsey who side steps Rage sending him crashing into a set of buckles. Dempsey takes control with a Flying Cross Body block off the top rope, which leads to Dempsey hitting the Mount Morgan Drop for the victory.
WINNER: CONNOR DEMPSEY
WGWF PRESENTS
MGM GRAND
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
22,345
Hardcore Hell takes the air live from the MGM Grand in Las Vegas, Nevada as a pitch black screen is shown. The crowd erupts as Matt Hopkins fades on to the screen, still in a hospital bed with a neck brace on his neck.
Matt Hopkins: This is it... the night in which you've all been waiting for... The night where the balance of power shifts BACK into you, the fans hands.
The crowd let's out a huge pop as Matt continues.
Matt Hopkins: Tonight, LIVE in SIN CITY!
The crowd roars with the cheep pop...
Matt Hopkins: The foundation of the WGWF will be rocked to it's core, and Adam Barker has no one to blame but himself!
The screen goes dark as the following video begins to play...
ADAM BARKER...
As soon as the video stops playing we cut back to the loading dock where Adam Barker is shown stepping out of a limo, he's dressed in all black ala Matt Hopkins. He's shown on the phone...
Adam Barker: Look, I don't know... but what I do know is I'm sick of this... Yeah.... Did you bring the papers? Awesome. I'll sign on the dotted line if things get out of control... Hey, I gotta go.
Barker hangs up the phone as he enters the MGM Grand. The scene cuts back to ringside.
MATCH 1:
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP TO THE WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
GRAPPLING GURU vs THE SENTINEL vs AXEL "THE SHARK"
The bell rings and Axel and Guru turn their attention towards the giant Sentinel…who responds by laying them both out with a clothesline! He picks Axel up, throwing him into the corner like a ragdoll before laying into the Shark with a hard knife edge chop! The crowd responds with a “Woo!” chant as Axel clutches his chest in pain. Guru is up on his feet and charges at the Sentinel, who throws him over the top rope to the shock of the crowd!
Diamond: Wow, Sentinel is really impressive tonight Flash!
Rotten: Yeah, what’s up with that?
Diamond: …
Rotten: What? It’s just…weird.
Sentinel beats his chest in pride before turning back to Axel, who has climbed the turnbuckle. Before he knows what hit him, Axel leaps off with a missile dropkick that brings the giant down hard! The crowd is cheering heavily as Axel follows with a leg drop before going for the cover: 1…2…Guru slides into the ring, breaking up the count! Guru picks Axel up, whipping him against the ropes. On the rebound he connects with a hard right that sends the Shark down to the canvas, before he goes to work on Axel’s arm. In the meantime, Sentinel has gotten back to his feet and drops his big boot on the head of Guru to break up the hold. Sentinel throws him into the corner, charging towards him…but Guru gets a boot up into the face of the giant, which knocks him slightly as he turns around into a spinning heel kick from Axel to a HUGE pop from the crowd!
Rotten: See, I knew something was up. And now it’s back to…OH MY!
Guru motions to Axel, and then to an adjacent turnbuckle. Axel nods in agreement, climbing that turnbuckle as Guru climbs the one he’s on. Together they deliver a double leg drop on the giant Sentinel, with the crowd at nearly a fever pitch! Guru rolls the Sentinel out of the ring, and turns his attention to Axel…who responds with a headscissors takedown that sends Guru out of the ring himself! Axel looks to the crowd, who begins chanting his name as he climbs the turnbuckle again. Guru slowly gets to his feet when Axel turns around, delivering a moonsault on Guru to the outside! All three men are down as the crowd chants “This is awesome!”
Diamond: This has been an exciting start to what promises to be a spectacular PPV, folks! All three men are down, which one of them will win the shot at the TV title?
The ref begins to count as Guru and Axel slowly stir: 1, 2…Guru gets to his feet…3, 4, 5…Guru has slid into the ring, and Axel is finally back on his feet…6…Axel slides into the ring, only for Guru to start stomping on Axel’s head ferociously. Guru picks up Axel, calling for the end as he lifts him up onto his shoulder for the Grapple Bomb!
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THRE
The crowd gasps as the Sentinel slides into, yanking Guru off the cover! Sentinel picks Gary up by the throat, he looks to hoist The Guru up for a Chokeslam, the Guru counters with a Tornado DDT driving the Sentinel head first into the mat! Gary covers the Sentinel!
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THREE!!
DING....DING...DING.....
Masters: Here is your winner…the GRAPPLING GURU!
The ref raises Guru’s hand in victory as Axel is finally coming to, shaking his head at the missed opportunity as the scene cuts backstage.
VANCE RAGE PPV DEBUT...
(Denise Essex stands backstage with new comer, Vance Rage.)
Denise: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing with one of the newest competitors here in WGWF, his name is Vance Rage. I'd like to be the first one to ask, how did it feel to be out there earlier tonight in your debut match against Connor Dempsey?
(Before Vance can even answer, a chair slams into his back. Essex screams and runs off as the camera pans out to show “The Main Attraction” Jeffrey Hollywood standing over the fallen Rage with a chair in hand. Hollywood grins as he waits for Vance to get back to his feet. As he turns around, CRACK! Hollywood smashes the chair right into his face, sending Rage to the floor with blood now pouring from his face. Hollywood bends down, getting right in Vance's face.)
Hollywood: You poor pathetic idiot, I made you and tonight I'm sending you back into obscurity.
(Vance rolls over as Hollywood stands back up. Rage tries to get up but falls back to the ground as Hollywood chuckles to himself. With Vance laying face down on the concrete floor, blood still flowing from his forehead... Hollywood slowly raises the steel chair above his head. He grins as he slams the chair down across the back of Rage's head, busting it open as security and medical personnel rush over. Hollywood tosses the chair down and his grins gets even bigger.)
Hollywood: Looks like your career here has come to an early end Vance. Don't worry though because now the “Main Attraction” is here and ready to rise to the top of this company like I always do.
(Hollywood turns and looks at the camera.)
Hollywood: Trust me, I'll be paying close attention to the main event. For whoever walks out of that chamber with the World Championship... let this be your warning right here and now, I'm coming for that title and I will do WHATEVER it takes to get my shot!
(Hollywood grins one last time before walking off while EMTs are there to care for the unconscious Vance Rage, as the scene cuts back to ringside.)
Diamond: Jeffery Hollywood has just made a HUGE statement directed towards the winner of tonight's Elimination Chamber!
Rotten: But WHO is he? I've never heard of em'.
INITIATIVE...
Fans pop as cameras cut backstage showing the Initiative locker room as cameras peak through the open door as we see Nick Ryan, Paul Frost & WGWF Worlds Champion Hunter Ryan all preparing for their matches this monumental evening.
Diamond “ Well there are three men who EACH will be involved in of THREE back to back to back main events on this historic night.”
Rotten “What don’t you take a picture Derrick it will last long, because it all ENDS tonight. The Initiative will die ONCE AND FOR ALL. First Nick Ryan’s romp through the Devils Playground will end with Famine burying him six feet under, and then Paul Frost will kiss the feet known as Chris Page as a three year mistake gets erased as Paul Frost says I QUIT to CCP. Then FINALLY the cheery on top of this sadistic Sunday will be Hunter Ryan LOSING the Worlds Title inside that Elimination Chamber match in our main event.”
Diamond “ That’s your opinion Flash but since were in Vegas in a room full of Worlds Champions I wouldn’t bet on a flush of the Initiative just yet.
MATCH 2:
LAST MAN STANDING
KEVIN JEWERT vs JOHN STONE
Donald Masters: The following contest will be fought under LAST MAN STANDING rules!!!!
Fans Pop
Donald Masters: The only way for this match to end is when one superstar cannot reach his feet before the officials ten count.
Diamond “Well here we go…Jewert…Stone who will be the last man standing?”
Masters: Introducing first he weighs in tonight at 300 pounds and hails from Commodore, Pennsylvania….”CORPORAL” KEVIN JEWERT!!!!!
Smoke & Mirrors by Life house rips across the speakers as the lighting turns to Camo lighting. Kevin walks out onto the ramp and salutes the crowd. When he does the salute pyro goes off behind him. He walks down the ramp and when he gets to the ring apron he turns toward the crowd and does another salute. He walks into the ring and shadow boxes for a moment and then goes and stands in his corner.
Masters: And introducing his opponent, tonight he weighs in at 215 pounds and hails from Chicago Illinois…he is a member of the Generals Of Destruction……JOHN STONE!!!!!!
“Step Up” by Drowning Pool is not enough to drown out any of the boo’s emanating from the MGM crowd as John Stone makes his way out of the back. He looks at the crowd and raises his hand in the air. He then begins to walk down the ramp with a cocky look on his face. The fans boo but John continues as if they didn't even exist. Once inside the ring John walks over to the turnbuckle, raises his hand in the air one more time before jumping off straight into a left hand via Jewert as the bell rings.
Ding…Ding
Jewert pounds away on Stone with right hand, John tries to get his hands up to try and block the shots, but Jewert is like a man possessed and just lays the punches into him. Kevin gets up and pounds on his chest as the crowd starts an "USA" chant before anything meaningful has even happened. Kevin grabs John and brings him to his feet, then shoots him to the ropes and takes him down with a clothesline. Jewert asks for the count…1…2…..3…4….Stone begins to stir as Kevin tries to bring Stone up, but has his eyes raked by the G.O.D. member, Stone then glares at Kevin and clubs him with a big right hand, then shoots him to the ropes and hits a Lariat, taking Jewert down. Stone asks for the count before stopping the ref as a grin comes to the face of Stone as he slides out of the ring and reaches under the ring and picks up a trash can. Stone waits for Kevin to get back up and whacks him over the head with the trash can!
Rotten ”That’s one way to take out the trash…hah…ha…”
Jewert crashes to the mat as Stone now demands the count…1…2…3…4….5…Jewert begins to stir. Stone then places the trash can down and gets Jewert up, then whips him to the ropes and catches Kevin on the return with a FLAPJACK ONTO THE TRASH CAN! The count begins for both men...1…2…3…4…Stone is up…5…6…Jewert is up before seven. Stone now stomps away as Jewert rolls away into the corner, but can't escape the attentions of John Stone as he follows him and begins to put the boots to Jewert in the corner. The fans continue to boo until referee Mike Sparks gets in Stone’s face, but gets brushed away for interfering in John’s attack. Stone gets Kevin back up and looks to shoot him across the ring, but it's countered by Jewert, who sends Stone into the opposite corner, but does it at such velocity that Stone is taken off his feet as he hits back first! John Stone holds onto his back as Kevin grabs a road sign, and then waits for John to get to his feet before nailing him on the temple with the road sign. Stone drops to a knee, and Kevin then grabs John and shoots him to the ropes and meets him on the rebound, leaping at him with a FLYING SHOT WITH THE ROAD SIGN!
Diamond “WHAT AN IMPACT MADE BY THE CORPORAL”
Fans cheer as both men are down so the count is on…1…2..3…4…5 Kevin is up….6 John Stone begins crawling away from Kevin, but is stopped by a stomp to the back, as Jewert then whacks Stone across the back with the road sign, before discarding of the weapon, which has become a dented mess. Kevin then grabs a second trash can and lifts it high into the air, before slamming it down over the back of Stone! The cheers reign down as Jewert then walks over to the corner and wedges it in between the top and middle buckles, making sure it's stuck in tight and won't burst out. Jewert then turns back to Stone who's struggling to his feet, and hits him with a right hand. Stone fights back with one of his own, but Jewert again strikes with a right hand, and then another in quick succession. Kevin now shoots Stone towards the corner, BUT STONE COUNTERS AND JEWERT GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE TRASH CAN! Jewert staggers out into the grip of Stone who takes him down with a Snap Suplex! Stone then grabs a baking sheet now and brings Jewert up, looking to nail him with it, but Kevin has the presence of mind to duck under it, and then takes Stone down with an Irish Curse backbreaker!
Rotten ‘Both men are down AGAIN…damn it Stone would you please take this GI Joe retard and finish him once and for all.”
The ref reaches a count of five as Jewert slides out of the ring and looks under the ring and pulls out a TABLE! The crowd erupts and another "USA" chant breaks out as Kevin drags the table out from under the ring.
Rotten “YOU KNOW THERE BOTH AMERICANS RIGHT? That chant makes no sense Derrick”
Jewert sets the table up on the outside and then rolls back into the ring, but is met by a recovered John Stone who leaps onto him and begins hammering away with right hands. The G.O.D member then gets up and grabs the kendo stick off the mat, measuring Jewert who's on all fours now and CRACKS THE STICK IN HALF OVER THE BACK OF JEWERT! Stone throws one half of the broken kendo stick away, and uses the other half to choke Kevin, who's still on all fours. John applies the choke for a few seconds, as Mike Sparks gets in his face again, trying to get Stone to play fair, stupidly, as Mike gives him a death stare, causing the ref to back off.
Diamond “ That’s sick right there folks, it’s sickening to see how far John Stone has fallen ever since joining the GOD’s. Trying to threaten an official like that.”
Rotten “It’s a last man standing match…STONE CAN DO ANYTHING HE WANTS.”
Stone stops the choke and then hits Jewert over the back of the head with the broken stick. Stone then brings Jewert to his feet and looks ready to go for the HEADSTONE...but Jewert blocks it, and elevates John Stone up over his shoulders to the mat with a Back Body Drop! Jewert falls to the ropes and leans onto them, catching a breather, as Stone gets up gingerly and charges at but Kevin ducks his clothesline attempt, then clotheslines Stone out to the floor, and the momentum takes the Corporal over too! Both men are down for a moment, before Jewert gets up and the fans at ringside cheer as he raises his hands into the air. Kevin gets Stone to his feet and WHIPS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE! Stone’s back smacks into the barricade and the God’s member is propped up against it. Jewert points to Stone and then mouths "You're dead" before charging full on towards Awesome looking for a GORE...BUT STONE GETS A BOOT UP IN JEWERT’S FACE AND NEARLY TAKES HIS HEAD OFF!
Rotten “Now that’s kicking it up a notch…game over.”
1….2…3…4…5…6…7…8…Kevin reaches a knee and the ref calls off the count , Stone looks down at Jewert , thinking he had him beaten then. Stone then ponders what to do next, as he then walks over to the announce table and grabs the glass pitcher off the table. Derrick Diamond yells at Stone like the whiney bitch he is, but John ignores Derrick, walks back over to Jewert and SMASHES THE GLASS PITCHER IN THE FACE OF JEWERT!
Diamond “ OH MY GOD…THAT SON OF A BITCH….THERE’S GLASS EVERYWHERE!!!!!”
The crowd collectively groans for that as Jewert drops to the floor and ice water goes everywhere on impact. John Stone shakes his hand, with some of the glass perhaps cutting him as the ref begins the count…1…2…3….4….5….6…Kevin is moving…7…Jewert gets to a knee…8…Jewert grabs the rail…9…he’s up to a huge pop. Stone shakes his head, wondering how much more punishment he can take. Stone then reaches under the ring and grabs a baking sheet, then walks over to where Jewert has crawled to and hits Kevin with the sheet. Stone then rolls back into the ring and seem to be waiting for Kevin to get up again as he stops the ref’s ten count. Once Kevin starts to pull himself back up, Stone rebounds off the ropes and LEAPS WITH THE OVER THE TOP ROPE SUICIDE DIVE...BUT JEWERT GETS THE BAKING SHEET UP IN STONE’S FACE, WIPING HIM OUT MID AIR! The crowd erupts for that and a "Holy Shit" chant breaks
Diamond “You talk about SMASH MOUTH OFFENCE THERE, FLASH.”
Kevin rolls off Stone holding his head, wincing in pain after having the glass pitcher smashed over him earlier, as he's cut above his right eye. The ref is up to five as Kevin gets to his feet and with Stone down, reaches under the ring, searching for some more toys. Jewert pulls out another trash can! At the count of eight Jewert walks back over to Stone and DENTS THE CAN OVER THE HEAD OF JOHN STONE! The crowd pops for that and then Kevin notices the table he set up earlier and grins, thinking it's time to end this match. Kevin grabs Stone and brings him to his feet, but John is playing possum and breaks free, rocking Jewert with a right hand. Stone then grabs Kevin and rolls him into the ring, then follows in. Stone then hits Jewert with another right hand, but Kevin fights back with one of his own. Stone then fires another one back, and again Jewert retaliates. Stone then halts the Corporal however with a knee strike into the gut, and then plants Kevin with a DDT ONTO A ROAD SIGN! …1…2…3…4….5…6….Stone is to his feet…7…8…Jewert is stirring…Stone puts his head in his hands, wanting Jewert to stay down, but not getting his wish as the capacity crowd’s “USA” chants brings Kevin to his feet.
Diamond “MY GOD…THE PASSION OF THAT MAN…HE JUST WON’T STAY DOWN FLASH.”
Stone has spotted the table now however and he gets Kevin to his feet and points to the table to some cheers but mainly heat, and Stone takes too long taunting as Kevin kicks Stone in the stomach, and then rocks him with a right hand. Kevin then tries to shoot Stone into the ropes but it's countered and Stone goes for a clothesline, but Jewert ducks under it and rebounds off the opposite side AND HITS A GORE TO STONE ON THE REBOUND! Both men are down AGAIN…1…2….3….4….5…6…Jewert gets to his feet first…7…8….9…STONE IS UP! The crowd can't believe it and Jewert is stunned. Kevin then brings Stone to his feet and drags him to the ropes, then out onto the apron WHEN SUDDENLY STONE HITS A LOW BLOW TO JEWERT! The crowd groans as Kevin grabs onto his privates and grimaces in pain as Stone then grabs a hold of Jewert’s skull looking for a bull dog through the table but Kevin elbows back and grabs a hold of Stone’s head as both men LEAP OFF THE APRON DOWN THROUGH THE TABLE! The crowd goes nuts for the spot and a huge "Holy Shit" chant rings around the arena!!!!
Rotten “NO!!!!!!”
Diamond “Broken bodies, broken bones and a broken table is all that is left of both men..who will be the last man standing?”
ONE…TWO…..THREE
No movement from either man yet
FOUR….FIVE….SIX….
Cameras catch both Stone & Jewert beginning to lift themselves to their knees
SEVEN…..EIGHT
Stone tries to use the ring apron to stand as Jewert is pushing off the mats with his hands
…NINE…..
STONE IS UP….JEWERT REACHES FOR THE RAIL BUT MISS’S AS HE
FALLS TO THE MATS
…TEN….
DING…DING
Donald Masters: The winner of the match and the LAST MAN STANDING…..JOHN STONE!!!!!!
Fans just boo as John’s hand is raised as the G.O.D.S member falls back to his knees trying to catch his breath as cameras focus on the desperate attempt of Kevin Jewert who is still trying to make it to his feet.
Diamond “Both these men gave it their all tonight.”
Rotten “ And his all wasn’t enough for Captain American plain and simple…all hail that GOD…JOHN STONE as the last GOD standing Derrick.”
The scene cuts back to the locker room area...
GAMBINO'S SURPRISE TO HUNTER RYAN
Hunter Ryan is seen walking in the backstage area, the WGWF World heavyweight championship on his shoulder. He stops suddenly, as he sees Bigg Rigg leaning up against the wall in front of him. Rigg looks at Hunter, a cocky grin on his face.
Bigg Rigg: Taking that belt for one last walk around the building before you lose it, huh? Don't worry Hunter, I will give that belt a good and loving home. I will take it for walks, buy it a nice soft bed of it's own and I will take pictures of the two of us together to send you.
Hunter: Don't get so cocky Gambino, I didn't win this thing by accident. If you wanna take this belt away from me, it isn't going to be easy.
Bigg Rigg: For anybody else in the match, winning won't be easy. For me, it will be just another day in the office. Have you forgotten that I am the man?
Hunter: If being "the man" means that you have to turn your back on the people that stuck by your side for years, then I wouldn't want to be your definition of "the man".
Bigg Rigg walks toward Hunter, smiling as he looks down at the World championship.
Bigg Rigg: You know what your problem is Hunter? You are too eager to believe in other people. You've gotta realize that everybody has a price, it's not if they will turn their backs on their friends; it's more like what will it take to get them to turn their backs? Everybody will turn on anybody else if the payoff is good enough.
Hunter: I wouldn't want to achieve my goals that way.
Bigg Rigg: I know. You're a good guy Hunter and you always do nothing but good deeds for the WGWF fans. But, remember the old saying my friend, no good deed goes unpunished. If you insist on living and dying for the fans, then get ready for a career filled with pain. And that pain starts.......NOW!
With that being said, from behind a steel chair slams onto the head of Hunter Ryan. The championship belt goes flying onto the floor and Hunter's body slams up against the wall. Bigg Rigg's brother Dominic stands with the chair in his hands and a smile on his face. He hands the chair over to Rigg, who slams the chair over the back of Hunter Ryan.
Dominic: How was THAT for showing what I am made of?
Bigg Rigg: It's a start, it's a start. Now, let's get the hell out of here before The Initiative gets here.
John and Dominic Gambino turn away from Hunter's fallen body and make their ways up the hallway toward the Generals Of Destruction locker room as the scene fades back to ringside.
Rotten: Now that's how you take an advantage, right there. Rigg has just made a big statement rolling into the Elimination Chamber!
MATCH 3:
WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
MIXED MARTIAL ARTS RULES
PETER GILMOUR vs NATHAN LUCAS (c)
The camera returns to the ring where we see our infamous announcer, Donald Masters, standing in the center of the ring in a black and red suit. He holds a microphone in his right hand, a grin on his face as he glares out at the energetic crowd.
MASTERS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Mixed Martial Arts rules! The bout will be held inside of a steel cage, and the winner will walk away as the WGWF Television Champion!
The crowd pops loudly as the lights dim slowly and the cage begins to lower from the rafters. The cage is a custom size, fitting perfectly inside of the ropes as opposed to resting on the apron outside. Masters looks up, watching the cage lower until it finally settles into place. The fans cheer once more as several spotlights appear, focused on the ring, and a referee makes his way through the door to meet Masters inside.
MASTERS: First, making his way to the ring and weighing in at 225 pounds… hailing from Los Angeles, California… he is Peter Gilmour!
“Daddy’s Fallen Angel” by In This Moment begins to blare over the speakers as the crowd begins to boo loudly, the lights dimming to an eventual full blackout. A red strobe light flashes furiously, the camera focusing on the top of the ramp as a gigantic explosion of fire shoots up from the stage. As the smoke clears, Rose Smith makes her way out to greet the fans, still somewhat bandaged from Nathan Lucas’ assault on her last week on Brawl. She waves sadistically, and soon Peter Gilmour makes his way through the smoke to join her. He’s dressed all in black, red lettering reading “PBK” scrawled down the side of his leg, and red grappling gloves wrapped tightly around his hands. Rose and Peter grab hands and make their way down to the ring, ignoring the jeers of the fans as they do so. As they get to the steel steps, Peter turns around and kisses Rose on the cheek and then turns back towards the cage, pounding his fists together and bounding up the steps and past the referee to his own corner. His face is grim and determined, his eyes focused on the top of the ramp where he knows Nathan Lucas is soon to appear.
MASTERS: And now, fighting out of Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 205 pounds… he is your Television Champion… NATHAN LUCAS!
“Ladies and gentlemen, please! Would you bring your attention to me?”
There’s a large shower of sparks atop the ramp as “Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva blasts across the sound system and sends the fans into a frenzy. Without any delay, Nathan pops out from behind the black curtain, a gigantic grin on his face as he throws the title belt high over his head. He poses for a minute, and then points towards the ring and sprints towards Peter Gilmour and the cage.
“For a feast for your eyes to see! An explosion of catastrophe! Like nothing you've ever seen before! Watch closely as I open this door!”
DIAMOND: Nathan Lucas looks pumped up for this match, Flash!
ROTTEN: Of course he is, Derrick! Winning this match could solidify him as the greatest Television Champion of all time!
DIAMOND: Yeah, but-
ROTTEN: OF ALL TIME!!!
Nathan reaches the cage, climbing the steps two at a time and hopping over the top rope and into the ring. He paces in his corner for a few seconds and then hands his Television title over to Donald Masters, who carries it carefully out of the ring with him and heads to the time keepers table to take a seat. The music fades out, and the referee calls the two combatants to the center of the ring.
REFEREE: Men, this is an unusual type of match for this company, and it comes with a different set of rules than you’re used to. I need you to follow my instructions at all time, protect yourselves at all time, and put on a show for the fans that paid to see you… there will be three five minute rounds, and if neither of you has finished the other by the end of the third, we’ll go to the judges scorecards. Do you understand?
Nathan and Peter both nod their heads in affirmation.
REFEREE: Good. Then touch gloves, and come out swinging!
Nathan and Peter back away from each other slowly, neither even making an attempt to touch the others gloves as they retreat to their corners. The fans cheer wildly, and with one final check up on each fighter, the referee calls for the bell.
ROUND ONE
ROTTEN: We're underway! Damn, am I looking forward to this one!
Nathan sprints immediately out of his corner, looking for a flying knee to connect and knock Peter out early but Gilmour sees it coming and steps out of the way sending Lucas sailing harmlessly through the air. Nathan lands gracefully, spinning around as Gilmour tries to throw several wild and reckless punches and blocking all of them.
DIAMOND: Gilmour is using an orthodox stance, but Lucas will be fighting Southpaw tonight.
ROTTEN: What the hell does that mean?
DIAMOND: No clue, but apparently he's got some good striking defense! Look at how he catches every punch in the palm of his gloves.
Gilmour throws another jab and cross combination, but Nathan slaps each shot away before throwing a shin kick at Gilmour which connects with a loud slap on Peter's thigh. The crowd gasps in empathetic pain as Peter winces, but recovers in time to block a high head kick from Nathan. Gilmour fakes a jab, but as Nathan goes to defend shoots in for a take down. He grabs the champion around the waist, shaking furiously until finally Lucas is dragged to the mat.
DIAMOND: Lucas is looking to keep Gilmour locked in what's called a “butterfly guard”. With Gilmour's distinct size advantage, Nathan doesn't want to allow him to get into a power position and have a free look at some damaging punches.
ROTTEN: So basically Nathan doesn't want to get hit? What incredible analysis, Derrick.
Gilmour finally gives up struggling, realizing he has no chance of passing Lucas' guard this early. Instead of using his mat wrestling, Peter switches to some vicious ground and pound, using his elbows to bounce Nathans skull of the mat like a basketball. Eventually Nathan is able to regain his composure, catching one of Gilmours wrists and pinning it tight to his own chest. Peter is yet again one step ahead, however, and as soon as Lucas opens up to try and gain wrist control, Peter snags one of Nathans arms and goes for a quick kimura!
DIAMOND: Kimura! Gilmour's almost got it locked in!
ROTTEN: I love it! He's using the champions signature move to try and put him away! Classic!
DIAMOND: The positive for Lucas is that he probably knows the best way to escape, and with a full minute and a half left in the round he's going to need to show it!
On cue, Nathan rolls over and uses his leg to push Gilmour away. For a second his arm is twisted so awkwardly that it looks ready to snap, but finally he manages to roll under Gilmour and slide his arm free, popping back to his feet. Gilmour smiles, knowing he's in firm control of the fight, but the smile fades when a lightning quick combo from Nathan sends him stumbling. A right hooks, left cross and right uppercut all in the span of three seconds and suddenly Gilmour looks rocked. His eyes are glassy, his lip now busted open and spilling blood like a waterfall down onto the mat. Nathan tries to sprint into Peter, but before he can finish him off he's locked in a tight muay thai clinch, Peter hanging on for dear life.
DIAMOND: Cheap tactic from, Peter!
ROTTEN: He's in survival mode, Derrick, don't hate!
Nathan tries to struggle free, looking to land some huge knees on his victim before he round ends in twenty seconds. He manages to get two into the ribs, but can't land the big one to the face that he's looking for. With about five seconds left in the round, Peter pulls out of the clinch and gets double underhooks on Nathan, lifting him high before slamming him down on the canvas with authority.
DING! DING! DING!
ROTTEN: That's the end of round one, and I don't know the rules well enough to score it... but logic tells me Peter is firmly in control of this one.
DIAMOND: I agree, Derrick. Nathan has yet to land anything clean aside from that one punching combination, but Gilmour almost submitted the champion, and absolutely dominated on the ground. I'd be surprised if that round was even close with the judges.
Nathan makes his way to his corner where his brother, Chris, is there to play corner man. Gilmour, on the other hand, returns to Rose. The two stay in their corner for about thirty seconds before the referee tells them to get ready again. Nathan takes one last sip of water and Peter gets one more blob of Vaseline to close a small cut above his eye, and we begin round number two!
ROUND TWO
Now it's Peter who pushes the action, not wanting to lose any of the momentum he gained at the end of the first. He throws furious flurries of strikes at Lucas, but the champion can not defend them all as easily as he could the first round. He deflects a few punches, but one connects directly on his shoulder and causes him to wince visibly. A moment later he takes a big body shot and a big kick to the knee that drops him to the mat.
DIAMOND: Gilmour sees the guillotine!
As Nathan sits on his knees Gilmour grabs a vice like grip on the champions neck, dropping to the canvas and trying to choke him out. Peter pulls guard, laying flat on his own back to try and gain leverage on Nathan and put him to sleep. Nathan, however, is sweating profusely and uses the slickness on his body and the inside of Gilmours arm to his advantage, popping his head free before the hold is locked in too deeply. Now it's Nathan who's looking for ground and pound, throwing multiple shots down on Peter and worsening the cut on the icons forehead.
ROTTEN: WE WANT BLOOD!
DIAMOND: Flash, who are you even rooting for?
ROTTEN: I'm rooting for blood and blood alone!
Gilmour tries to roll out of guard, but Nathan has him pinned in position and begins throwing haymakers into the ribs of his victim. Peter shouts in pain, reaching up to get a hand on Lucas' face, but Nathan uses the opportunity to lock in a tight arm bar! He flips over athletically, wrapping his legs tightly around the body of Gilmour and pulling furiously... he might pop the icons arm out of place!
DIAMOND: Hold on! Gilmour is trying for a reversal!
Peter manages to get a hold of Lucas' leg, twisting powerfully until Nathan lets go, and then Peter contorts his own body until he has Nathan in a deep heel hook! Nathan screams in agony, clutching his leg as he looks up at the clock and prays that the round is almost over.
ROTTEN: No such luck, champ... just under two whole minutes left!
Nathan sits up, fighting through the pain until he's able to reach Peter's face. He balls his hand up, bringing down hammer fist after hammer fist on the already open wound of Gilmour. More and more blood begins to pour out, but Gilmour refuses to let go of the submission move. Soon, his entire face is a crimson mask and it's clear he's struggling to see, and the unthinkable happens.
REFEREE: TIME!
The crowd shouts in disbelief as Nathan pulls away from Peter and the referee pushes Gilmour away from Lucas' leg and waves the doctor into the ring to examine the cut.
ROTTEN: HA HA! BLOOD!
DIAMOND: What a ridiculous call! Nathan was almost forced to tap and the referee gave him a get out of jail free card, calling for the doctor! He may have just single handedly cost Gilmour the Television Title!
ROTTEN: Peter was getting punched in the mouth over and over... Nathan may have tapped, but it was a race to see if he did before Peter got knocked cold.
The doctor decides that it's OK for Gilmour to continue the match, and the referee starts the two men back in their previous position. However, without the grip he had earlier Peter quickly loses control of Nathans leg and both men climb back to their feet with under a minute to go. They charge out of their corners, throwing wild haymakers, swinging for the fences and looking for a highlight reel KO as the fans explode, but neither man gets it. Lucas comes the closest with another high kick that connects with the temple of Gilmour, but as he runs in to capitalize, another massive slam from Peter puts him back on the mat.
DING! DING! DING!
ROTTEN: End of round two!
DIAMOND: That round was much closer, I think I'd still give it to Gilmour though! Nathan Lucas will most likely need to finish Peter in the next round to maintain his title!
Nathan never moves from the canvas, laying flat and trying to catch his breath as Peter is worked on my the cut men. With little success, they attempt to close his gigantic wound. Finally, the referee calls to return to places.
ROTTEN: Gilmour has put two huge exclamation points on these first two rounds...
DIAMOND: Can he put an exclamation point at the end of Nathans title reign? We'll find out!
ROUND THREE
The referee calls for the beginning of this third and final round, and the two men make their way out, both weary and bloodied from the previous two. They circle each other slowly, neither wanting to make the opening move and give their opponent something to capitalize on. Lucas attacks first, throwing a quick three punch combination that bounces harmlessly off of the gloves of Peter Gilmour, who then counters with a leg kick. Nathan stumbles for a split second giving Gilmour the opportunity to spring into action, lunging at Nathans waist and dragging him to the ground!
DIAMOND: Great takedown by the challenger! He found the opening with a powerful kick to the champions thigh!
Lucas rolls into his full guard, Gilmour struggling to advance past it but Lucas holding him firmly in position. Gilmour winds up and throws a heavy right hand which connects solidly with Lucas’ jaw. He winds up again, but before he can drop the bomb Nathan hooks his leg over Peter’s shoulder and around his neck.
ROTTEN: He’s looking for the triangle choke! Lucas has Gilmour in a tough spot!
Gilmour tries to shake loose, but Nathan gets his second leg up and begins to position it. Gilmour shakes violently not, trying desperately to free himself. Now free of the guard, Gilmour slowly stands, his head still caught in the triangle. With a sudden and incredible display of power, Gilmour straightens his back and lifts Nathan high into the air before slamming him down spine first on the canvas and breaking the triangle.
ROTTEN: HOLY SHIT!
DIAMOND: Two and a half minutes gone in this final round, and it looks like Gilmour may be able to finish it here!
Nathan flattens out on the canvas, and Peter quickly leans over him throwing several hammer fists down on the champion. The fans explode as they see what could be the final seconds of this fight, but before Peter can land any more shots Nathan rolls over on his knees and turtles up, shooting forward to push Peter away from him. Peter tries to force Nathan flat again, but a quick elbow from the ground connects with Peters jaw and sends him stumbling backwards against the cage.
DIAMOND: Nathan is back on his feet!
ROTTEN: Don't waste time, Peter! FINISH HIM!
Gilmour sprints across the ring, looking for the knock out punch, but Nathan avoids his shot and steps to the side ending up behind the barreling 'Xtreme Icon'. Gilmour turns around quickly and-
CRAAAAAAAACK!
ROTTEN: GOD DAMN IT!
DIAMOND: A superman punch from Lucas connects flush on Peter Gilmour! Gilmour is down! Gilmour is down!
In a sudden turn of events, now it's Gilmour laying flat on his back, looking up at the rafters as Nathan pounces on top of him and begins raining down hammer fists and elbows. The fans count out each shot on impact, celebrating as Peter's face is busted open again and again with gusher after gusher of blood spurting up and staining the canvas.
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN!
REFEREE: THAT'S IT! Get off of him!
The referee dives in and practically tackles Nathan off of Peter Gilmour, ending the match as the timekeeper rings the bell and the fans explode. Donald Masters stands slowly, proclaiming from his seat;
MASTERS: The winner of this match, by way of TECHNICAL KNOCK OUT! And STIIIIIIIIILL the WGWF Television Champion! NATHAN LUUUUUUUUCAS!!!
The fans explode as the referee helps Nathan to his feet and lifts his hand in the air triumphantly. The two men look on as a ring hand retrieves the title belt and runs it into the ring as the steel cage ascends back into the rafters of the MGM Grand Garden Arena. Paramedics slide into the ring to attend to Gilmour, immediately rubbing Vaseline on his face to close the wounds Nathan opened. Rose screams furiously as “Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva once more begins to blare, but suddenly it's cut off.
DIAMOND: Huh? Did someone forget to pay the electric bill or something?
Saliva is replaced by Adelitas Way, and Nathan looks to the top of the ramp where an extremely large and powerfully built man stands, staring down at him with a fire in his eyes.
ROTTEN: It's Double G! The #1 Contender!
DIAMOND: No rest for the weary, Flash! Nathan overcomes a major obstacle here tonight and already has his next set out for him...
ROTTEN: It comes with the territory, Derrick. If you want to be the best you never get a break... not that you would know anything about it!
Nathan stares down Double G, and slowly a grin crosses his face. He lifts his title belt high over his head, and with his free hand motions for Gary to bring it. The camera moves to a split screen, showing the eyes of both men, and then it slowly fades out to a black screen.
Scene cuts back to the locker room area...
MUDD, RAVEN, and DEVINE
Jason Mudd and James Raven are in their locker room, two-third of the tag team champions ready and waiting for the table elimination match. Ashley Divine's with them, holding Mudd's tag title, where as James Raven has his over his shoulder.
James Raven: We got this, tonight.
Jason Mudd: Yeah, we got it.
James Raven: Put them in their place.
Jason Mudd: No doubt.
James Raven: It's game time.
Jason Mudd: No more joking around.
James and Jason both nod, bumping fists. Ashley walks up to Jason and hands him his tag team championship, adjusting it over his shoulder. She leans in and kisses him fully on the lips, the crowd giving a huge pop to the interaction. Raven rolls his eyes.
James Raven: Yeah, where's mine?
Ashley Divine grins, turning around. She walks slowly to James Raven, he questioning Ashley's motive. She leans it slowly to James Raven, he holding his breath, completely still... when...
SLAP!!!
Ashley Divine gives one right across his face, James takes a step back, Ashley Divine grinning.
James Raven: The hell was that for?!
Ashley Divine: A love tap.
James Raven: A love tap? Holy hell, woman... I'm not Andre. Not like I'm demanding to see your tits. They're nice, but damn...
Ashley takes a step forward and hugs James. He blinks as she kisses the cheek she slapped the holy hell out of seconds prior.
Ashley Divine: Good luck. Kick ass, sea-bass.
James Raven: ... Sea bass?
Ashley shrugs as James Raven and Jason Mudd leave the locker room. As the door closes behind them, Ashley staying behind, James looks to Jason.
James Raven: ... Sea bass?
Jason Mudd: I have no idea.
James Raven: ... She's a weird girl, dude. Awesome, don't get me wrong. But fucking weird.
Jason Mudd: You should see her in bed. Talk about a freak.
James Raven turns a shocked, “WTF” type look to Jason as they cut the corner and disappear from camera.
MASTERS OF THE MAT 2011
CHRIS PAGE HAS ARRIVED!
The scene cuts back to the loading dock where a black limo is shown pulling into the MGM Grand. The limo pulls to a stop. The back passenger door swings open, the crowd roars with boo's as Chronic Chris Page is shown stepping out of the limo. Chris, is dressed in jeans, black boots, with a t-shirt that reads "Perfectly Flawed" written across the front in direct insult towards his opponent tonight, Paul Frost.
Rotten: There he is Diamond, take a good look at Perfection is suppose to look like!
Chris begins to walk towards the backstage hallway.
Diamond: It the most eagerly anticipated rematch of all time, and later tonight Paul Frost and Chris Page are going to meet, with one of them being forced to say I Quit!
Rotten: It's going to be a fight!
The scene cuts back to ringside..
MATCH 5
WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT ELIMINATION TAG TEAM TABLES MATCH
SETH STEVENS and JASON BLACK vs R.J. PALMER and DANTE ANGLAIS vs JAMES RAVEN and JASON MUDD (c)
We now get ready for the triple threat tables tag team match for the tag titles as Seth Stevens and Jason Black make their way out to ringside.
Masters: Coming to the ring first. Representing Genesis. Seth Stevens and Jason Black!
Seth and Jason get in the ring and walk toward opposite corners. Both men stand on the middle rope and throw their arms up in the air as the crowd boos the Genesis members. Both men then climb down as they wait for their opponents.
Masters: Their opponents, coming down to the ring at this time, R.J. Palmer and Dante Anglais!
R.J. Palmer and Dante Anglais walk out of the back and down the ramp again to boos from the crowd just like Seth and Jason were given earlier. Both men don't seem to care as they just casually walk down the ramp and into the ring. All four men in the ring just stare at each other for a moment before the crowd stands up and cheers as James Raven and Jason Mudd make their way out to ringside. Both men, not wasting any time, drop the tag titles and run toward the ring. Once inside, all hell begins to break loose.
Derrick: Here we go Flash. Six men, two titles. Who's going to come out on top?
Flash: The better question is, how the hell are we going to keep up with all of this action?
In one corner we have James Raven brawling with Seth Stevens and R.J. Palmer whole in another we have Dante Anglais, Jason Mudd and Jason Black going at it. Black and Anglais get the upper hand on Mudd who is on the mat being stomped while James Raven takes Seth Stevens out of the ring first and then drops R.J. Palmer with a DDT!
Derrick: And here comes James Raven to the rescue.
Flash: Just in time too. Mudd was getting a....well mud hole stomped in him!
Raven grabs Anglais by the head and drops him with a reverse DDT. He is quick on his feet and walks over to Black and sends him toward the ropes. Mudd hops up from the corner and hits a beautiful drop kick right to the jaw of Black sending him reeling to the outside.
Derrick: Raven and Mudd have just dominated everyone in that ring.
Flash: This thing just started Diamond. They may have the upper hand at the moment but that's gonna change.
As soon as Flash says that, Palmer comes back in the ring and hits Mudd with a chop block to his left knee taking him down. Raven comes in to attack Palmer but Seth comes in to help out and hits a hard elbow to the back of Raven's head. It's now two on one once again as the rest of the competitors get back in this. Seth and Palmer the hit a double suplex on Raven. Seth goes for the cover but Palmer yanks him off. Now Seth gets to his feet and it's Seth and Palmer going at it now. Fists are flying as Raven gets to his feet. He runs toward the ropes and comes back with a huge dropkick to both men. Jason Mudd out of nowhere comes in with fists of fire.
Derrick: Look at Mudd go. He looks like a rabbid wolverine in there.
Back and forth they go as Mudd delivers some stiff shots to both men. He then grabs Palmer and sends him to the corner. He then grabs Seth and sends him flying toward Palmer. Mudd runs to the opposite corner and comes back charging like a raging bull. He flies and hits a huge body splash on both men. Palmer goes down and Seth follow, landing right on top of Palmer hitting him head first in the family jewels!
Flash: That's gotta hurt.
Derrick: I'm sure it does Flash.
Mudd then picks up Seth and sends him over to his corner where James Raven is waiting with a boot to the face. Mudd comes charging again and almost takes Seth's head off with a thunderous clothesline. Raven now on the attack picks Seth up and tosses him outside as Raven follows behind. He walks over to where the tables are and starts to set one up but it's Black who runs towards Raven hitting him with an elbow to the back of the head causing him to stop setting the table up. Black continues the attack as Mudd drops down to the floor to help his partner.
Derrick: Looks like all hell is about to break loose again.
All six men are now on the floor once again fighting it out to see who will walk out of here with the titles tonight. While the melee continues, Dante walks over to get a table and starts to set it up unnoticed. Over where the battle is still going on, Seth grabs Palmer and hits a huge suplex on the mat covered concrete. Mudd and Palmer are now going at it as Black picks up James who hits him with a shot to the stomach. He stands up, grabs Black by the hair and tosses him toward the ring post.
Derrick: We now have one man busted open and it hasn't even been five minutes.
Flash: I wonder who'll be next. Five other men, a few tables. All signs of more bloody things to come.
Black is on his knees, blood now coming out more profusely from his forehead. Dante has now finished setting up the table but doesn't notice that Seth is on the top turnbuckle waiting for him to turn. Dante turn's and Seth flies off with a beautiful cross body! Both men are down.
Derrick: Did you see that Flash?
Flash: See what? I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes focused on one thing.
Palmer grabs Mudd and rams him back first onto the ring mat. As Mudd goes down holding his back, Palmer then goes after Raven who knocks him down with a spear. Back on the other side, Dante and Seth are now getting back to their feet as Black starts to walk over to where they are. Dante sees him coming and runs toward him looking to hit him with a knee lift but Black moves to the side and drops Dante with a huge chokeslam out of nowhere
Derrick: Holy crap! How the hell did he manage to do that?
Flash: I don't know but he saved himself from another head injury.
Seth is now up as Mudd is walking over to where the action is now taking place. Seth walks over to Dante to pick him up. He and Black walk him over to the table. Seth hits him with a few right punches to the head and he places Dante on the table. Black holds him down as Seth climbs up to the top turnbuckle once again. Seth looks down and then flies off. Within seconds, Dante hits Black with a knee to the head and gets off the table causing Seth to go through it.
Derrick: Seth is out!
Flash: That was a stupid move. He should have knocked Dante out before putting him through that table.
Derrick: Doesn't matter now. We're down to five men. Who's next?
As Seth lies in a pile of shattered wood, Dante is on his feet fighting Black as both men go back and forth. Mudd is now coming at both men with a steel chair. WHACK! A shot to the back on Dante. WHACK! Another shot to the head of Black who goes down like a pile of bricks. Back in the ring, Palmer and Raven are going at it as Palmer hits Raven with a nice forearm that sends Raven back against the ropes, Raven bounces off the ropes, into a tiltawhirl back breaker by Palmer! Palmer comes over to the ropes, He sling shoots himself over the top rope, crashing down on top of Jason Mudd! Palmer mounts Mudd, and begins to hammer down with straight right hands! Black, wipes the blood out of his face as he picks up a Table, sliding it into the ring. Black slides in after the Table, he meets Raven with a boot to the face knocking Raven back to the mat as Black is shown setting the table up in the middle of the ring. Out on the floor Dante and Palmer send Mudd sailing over the guardrail and into the front row of fans. Dante comes over to the guardrail, he snitches Mudd up, Suplexing him back over the guardrail and to the ringside area!
Diamond: They're fighting all over Las Vegas!
Back in the ring the crowd boo's as Jason positions Raven for a Powerbomb!
Rotten: Raven's going bye bye!
Black hoists Raven up in the air, but it's Raven who counters the attempt in midair with the FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN sending Black crashing through the table!
Masters: JASON BLACK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Diamond: Genesis is GONE!
Rotten: WHAT! Oh, is Page gunna be PISSED!
Out on the floor Dante and Palmer are mugging Jason Mudd, they pick Mudd up before sending him bouncing off the ring post! In the ring, James Raven begins to get to his feet. Dante and Palmer slide into the ring, Palmer grabbing the steel chair. Dante charges Raven, Raven drops down to the mat, Dante jumps over Raven bouncing off the ropes, Raven springs to his feet landing a perfectly executed dropkick, but as Rave reaches his feet Palmer damn near dents the chair over his head with a vicious chairshot!
Diamond: You could hear that all the way down the strip!
Palmer drops the chair, he rolls out to the floor where he picks up another Table. Dante works his way to a vertical base, Palmer sets the table up on the floor, the crowd roars as Jason Mudd comes around the ring blasting Palmer from behind before bouncing his head off the table. In the ring, Dante picks a busted open James Raven up off the mat. He lifts Raven up setting him up on the top rope. Dante pounds Raven with a right hand, out on the floor Mudd sends Palmer crashing into the security railing before taking notice of what's transpiring in the ring where Dante is snitching Raven up for a Superplex, Mudd slides into the ring, he comes up behind Dante, sticking his head between Dante's legs, hoisting Dante up on his shoulders! The crowd roars as Raven shakes off the damage that's been done before leaping off the top rope connecting with a Doomsday Device!
Rotten: Listen to this crowd!
A huge "TABLES, TABLES, TABLES" chant breaks out throughout the crowd. Mudd rolls back out to the floor, the crowd explodes as he slides another Table into the ring! Mudd slides in after the table, he and Raven set the table up in the center of the ring. They pick up Dante before shooting him across the ring, Dante bounces off the ropes, Palmer slides into the ring, Raven and Mudd look for a double team flap jack through the table, but Palmer flips the table out of the way moments before impact saving his partner! Mudd and Raven reach a vertical base, Palmer plants a kick to the nuts on Raven before thumbing Mudd in the eyes! Palmer takes Mudd, throwing him over the top rope sending him crashing through the table set up on the floor!
Masters: JASON MUDD HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Diamond: This doesn't look good for the Champs!
Palmer and Dante look towards each other with evil grins gracing there faces before turning there attention towards James Raven who is pulling himself up to his feet using the ropes. Palmer and Dante double team Raven, stomping the proverbial Mud Hole in him before Dante breaks off from the double team. He takes the table, positioning it so it's propped up against the corner.
Rotten: It looks like they're not wasting any time!
Dante and Palmer take Raven into the opposing corner, they look to shoot him towards the table, but Raven hits one knee moments before impact, as he turns around to face Palmer and Dante it's Palmer who explodes towards Raven looking to drive him through the table with a Spear, the crowd explodes as Raven side steps Palmer sending him crashing through the table!
Diamond: Raven's got a chance!
Masters: R.J. PALMER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Dante charges Raven, the crowd explodes as Raven catches Dante with the Flight of the Raven on his way into the corner!
Rotten: NO!
Diamond: FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!
Raven reaches his feet to an out pour from the crowd. He points to a table to a thunderous ovation. Raven, slides out of the ring, he picks the Table up, slides it back into the ring, where he slides in after it. Raven, picks up the Table, sets it up in the middle of the ring before picking up Dante, Raven hoists Dante up, setting him up on the top rope. The crowd explodes as Raven steps up to the middle turnbuckle, he snitches Dante up for Flight of the Raven, but as he looks to leap off the middle rope R.J. Palmer reaches up from the floor, grabbing both ankles of Dante! Raven loses his grip as he sails off the middle rope crashing through the table!
DING....DING....DING...
The crowd roars with boo's as the official decision is rendered...
Masters: The winner of this match, AND new WGWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... R.J. PALMER and DANTE ANGLAIS!
Are You Ready? By In Case Of Fire hits the speakers as Palmer pulls Dante out of the ring, the referee hands them the Tag Team Championship, and they quickly make there way to the back knowing they just stole the titles out from under Raven and Mudd!
Diamond: They stole it! Talk about a miscarriage of justice!
Rotten: No, they didn't steal Derrick... they outsmarted James Raven and Jason Mudd!
The scene fades to black