Live from the Scottrade Center in St. Louis, Missouri
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- - Golden Ticket Ladder Match - -
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- - Standard Match - -
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- - "Lady Of The Ring" Battle - -
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- - Rooftop Match - -
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- - War Of Independence Match - -
- - Guest Referee: ANDREW GIBSON - -
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- - Standard Match - -
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- - Last Man Standing Match - -
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For HARDHEAD's ownership of the XWF
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- - Strap Match - -
MAIN EVENT
- - 16-Man LORD OF THE RING Battle Royal- -
As the show kicks off, JAGUAR is seen walking backstage, holding his new Television Championship on his right shoulder. He has a proud look on his face as he strolls down the hallway. Unexpectedly, BLACK DEATH shoots out from an adjacent hallway and runs into JAGUAR, who backs up and gets defensive.
JAGUAR: Watch it, a-- Oh, it's you...
BLACK DEATH: Funny, I was thinking the same thing.
JAGUAR: What, that I was an ass, or that it's just ol' JAG?
BLACK DEATH: A little of both.
JAGUAR: Well, you're lucky I don't beat you here and now, punk. What is your problem, trying to jump me AGAIN?
BLACK DEATH: I was trying to put you out of commission. What else would I attack you for?
JAGUAR: I don't know, and I really don't care. All I know is that now you've got me watching my back 24/7, and it won't be as easy to get to me as it was the first time. I think I made that perfectly clear at INSANITY.
BLACK DEATH: You may have gotten the better of me this past Wednesday, but I promise you you didn't make half the impact you thought you did.
JAGUAR: Oh really? How about I make more of an impact?
JAGUAR draws his fist back, but keeps himself in check. He stares angrily at BLACK DEATH, who doesn't flinch. BLACK DEATH simply chuckles.
BLACK DEATH: Is that supposed to scare me, JAGUAR?
JAGUAR: I don't give a damn if you're scared, it won't matter when you're laying on your back anyway.
BLACK DEATH: Go ahead, hit me. I hope it feels as good as it felt when you kicked me in the jaw twice on INSANITY.
JAGUAR: See? That's the kind of stuff I'm talking about, you sick freak. If pain turns you on that much, I don't even want to get in the ring with you.
BLACK DEATH: Because you're scared?
JAGUAR: NO! Because I don't want to be the cause of your disgusting erections in the middle of the ring.
BLACK DEATH: I don't get erections in the middle of the ring. It isn't even like that. Pain makes me stronger, not horny, you ignorant ass.
JAGUAR: Well...whatever. What I'm saying is that if you show up during one of my matches again, you'll regret it.
Very subtly, CHAD walks in between the two men, and both men stare at him as though he were a hellspawn for interrupting their bitchfest.
CHAD: Oh, excuse me guys, just heading toward the parking lot to get my gym bag.
JAGUAR looks at BLACK DEATH and smirks. He nods toward CHAD.
JAGUAR: Hey CHAD, c'mere.
CHAD looks back at JAGUAR with a smirk on his face.
CHAD: Dude seriously, I will not pull your finger. And you know, I'll never give you the knucks. So give it up.
Chad slowly walks over, and looks at BLACK DEATH.
CHAD: Why you hanging around flabby baloney tits here for? I thought you had some block on your shoulder about how he looks like that Green Mile guy.
JAGUAR busts out laughing. BLACK DEATH looks over at CHAD for a moment, as though eyeing him.
BLACK DEATH: Who are you to talk? Last time I checked, you were jobbing to ANDY CORTINOVIS.
CHAD: Last time I checked, I was Main eventing TWO shows in a row. Last time I checked, you were still on Impact. Last time...
Chad's voice crackles with a little bit of tension.
CHAD: WHO gives a f*** about last time? Because we can start Lord of The Ring right in this damn hallway.
CHAD slides a bit over moving facing BLACK DEATH face to face, with his hoodie covering his back, and covering the view from BLACK DEATH to JAGUAR. The camera catches JAGUAR with his mouth agape, though smiling. JAGUAR steps beside CHAD and stares at BLACK DEATH.
JAGUAR: Oh yeah, that's right! You ARE in Lord of the Ring, aren't you, BLACK DEATH? And, CHAD is too! So I'm going to go out on a limb and say the two of you might have a little meeting of the minds during that match!
BLACK DEATH looks from JAGUAR to CHAD, then back to JAGUAR.
BLACK DEATH: You know, neither of you, even combined, pose any sort of threat to me. JAGUAR, you're just a guy who's lucked his way into three short title reigns, and, CHAD, you're one of the most controversial and disliked characters in XWF's history, so both of you can shut up.
CHAD, without even moving the rest of his body, throws his right hand up and pokes BLACK DEATH in the throat. BLACK DEATH his mouth opens wide grasping for breath, trying to get oxygen into his big huge mouth.
CHAD: I may be disliked, I may be controversial. Jag might be annoying, and may not have long title reigns. But at least he doesn't have to run around LOOKING for others to kick his ass. And, unlike Jaguar...
CHAD grabs BLACK DEATH around his throat, and gets nose to nose with the BLACK BEAST.
CHAD: I'm not afraid of a personal attack. I'm not afraid of pussies. I'm not afraid of going into a match up tonight, blindside and unaware of which number entry I will be. Nor what number exit I will be. But you can count your bottom dollar, ANNIE, I can kick your ass, from St. Louie, to DALLAS, without needing interference. I'm not ERIC ANDERSON, nor QC THUG. I'LL...
CHAD coughs mid-sentence.
CHAD: WHIP YOUR ASS WITH MY BARE HANDS!
CHAD punches BLACK DEATH in the groin, and then pops him in the mouth, dropping him to a sitting position against the wall of the hallway.
CHAD coughs for a moment, then looks back over to BLACK DEATH.
CHAD: I'll still kick your ass, regardless of me jobbing, or me babyfacing. JONATHYN BROWN is my only OWNER. Not you, not HARDHEAD. And I ain't f***ing Agent Smith... SCREW A DAMN MISTER ANDERSON.
CHAD walks off bitching about him breaking a sweat on some loser from Impact, having to do more against AIDAN COLLINS and MOLLY LOVE. Amongst others in Lord Of The Ring Match. JAGUAR looks down at BLACK DEATH, in a stage of roaring laughter. He suddenly stops and gains a serious face, and looks down at BLACK DEATH.
JAGUAR: That's what you get for popping off at the mouth, punk. You'll be seeing me again.
JAGUAR chuckles again as he walks down the hallway after CHAD. BLACK DEATH sits there with an enraged look on his face, favoring his groin.
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- - Standard Match - -
Both men are already in the ring and are circling each other. KRATOS looks deadly serious tonight. SCORPIO tries to kick things off with a Superkick, but KRATOS is able to jump over it and hits a boot to the midsection. As SCORPIO crotches over, KRATOS bulldogs him face first into the mat! KRATOS walks over to pick up SCORPIO, but is greeted with a low blow! The ref seems to have not seen it, as SCORPIO clotheslines KRATOS onto the canvas. SCORPIO goes for a couple of hard stomps, but KRATOS rolls out of the ring to safety! SCORPIO walks up to the ropes, and looks down to find KRATOS, who slid in the other side, and forearms SCORPIO from behind. As SCORPIO falls on his knees, KRATOS rolls him over for a schoolboy! The ref counts the pin, 1..2.. SCORPIO KICKS OUT! KRATOS throws him into the ropes, As SCORPIO is on his way back, he is powerslammed to the mat! The crowd goes nuts, As KRATOS grabs SCORPIO by the hair, and lifts him up! KRATOS then raises his arms up signaling his finisher. SCORPIO serves a few elbows to the stomach of KRATOS, As KRATOS releases SCORPIO, he's caught with a swinging neck breaker. SCORPIO quickly runs to the turnbuckle, and goes up top! He leaps off, and LANDS A FROG SPLASH! SCORPIO goes for the pin, 1.. 2.. KRATOS SLIPS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! SCORPIO stands up, with a look of desperation on his face! SCORPIO runs back against the ropes, as KRATOS barely rises! SCORPIO jumps high in the air, and kicks KRATOS square in the chin! As SCORPIO falls with a puddle of sweat under him, he puts an arm over the chest of KRATOS! The ref goes for it, 1..2.. KRATOS leaps up with a burst of energy! KRATOS picks SCORPIO up, and slaps him in a school boy! 1..2.. KICKOUT! SCORPIO is quick to get back to his feet, as is KRATOS. The two men size each other up from across the ring. After a few seconds, they go toe to toe, in a Greco Roman style tie up. SCORPIO gets a small upper hand by whipping KRATOS into a corner, and KRATOS charges out of the corner to get dropkicked in the face by SCORPIO. KRATOS holds his head in pain, and SCORPIO lifts him up to his feet and standing dropkick to KRATOS' face. KRATOS falls to his back holding his face, and SCORPIO gives KRATOS a rolling Senton, to the wide open exposed ribs of KRATOS. SCORPIO lifts KRATOS up and gives him a left, a right and kicks him in the guts to the corner, SCORPIO lifts KRATOS up and puts him on the corner and SCORPIO hops up and gives KRATOS a FRANKENSTEINER! SCORPIO walks about to get a little feeling in his leg, because he landed a little wrong on the fall, but he gets to an open corner and leaps for a frog splash to the laid out KRATOS. SCORPIO covers.. 1.... 2..... KRATOS kicks up with authority! SCORPIO stumbles to his feet as KRATOS finds his second wind.. KRATOS knees SCORPIO in the ribs a couple of times, but SCORPIO gives KRATOS a thumb to the eyes. KRATOS holds his eye, blinking the pain away, before SCORPIO picks up KRATOS, looking for a facebuster, but KRATOS breaks free and begins to unload on SCORPIO with some powerful left hooks. KRATOS forces SCORPIO back into the turnbuckle. PSYCHO SCORPIO is chopped and slashed all over by KRATOS. KRATOS then begins to thrust his shoulders into SCORPIO’s gut. SCORPIO kicks KRATOS in the chest, allowing him to ascend to the second turnbuckle. He leaps off with a roundhouse kick, connecting to the chin of KRATOS. KRATOS slowly gets back to his feet, only to be hit with a bicycle kick by SCORPIO. KRATOS lays flat on his back. SCORPIO mounts some punches to the face of KRATOS, before he is thrown off into the ropes. KRATOS gets to his feet. SCORPIO and KRATOS move closer and they both go to superkick each other, but their feet collide, knocking them to the mat. They quickly get up…KRATOS spins SCORPIO and hits a Release German Suplex, sending him sailing out of the ring. SCORPIO crashes to the outside. KRATOS runs at the ropes and Baseball slides SCORPIO into the security wall. KRATOS tries to throw SCORPIO into the steel steps, but SCORPIO counters. The crowd roars as KRATOS goes back first into the steps. SCORPIO regains his breath, before sliding into the ring, with a chair. SCORPIO lays the chair down close to once of the turnbuckles. KRATOS rolls into the ring, he lunges at SCORPIO, but SCORPIO powerslams him back first into the chair! KRATOS agonizingly yells out, as PSYCHO SCORPIO ascends the turnbuckles once again, this time to the top rope. SCORPIO looks down at KRATOS, he looks to hit the MOONSAULT, but there’s nobody home! KRATOS is just able to roll away, leaving SCORPIO to land ON THE CHAIR!. SCORPIO lays on his front…KRATOS slowly makes his way to the top rope, and he too ascends to the top rope. He leaps off the top, DIVING HEADBUTT! He MISSES! SCORPIO moves away, as KRATOS’ head gets buried into the chair. Both men are down, KRATOS looks like he is out cold. SCORPIO begins to roll around in agony, slowly putting an arm over KRATOS! 1.. 2.. THREE!! KRATOS bounces up, but he’s TOO LATE!!
STILL PHOENIX CHAMPION:
After the bell rings and SCORPIO’S hand is raised in victory he slides out of the ring and grabs his title along with a microphone and gets back into this ring.
SCORPIO: well it seems that no one here in the XWF is going to take me seriously and give me my chance until I do something great. So here I am, going to do something great. I destroyed KRATOS in the ring tonight with the purest of ease and there is a certain man that I would like to fight at X-Mas X-Treme.
SCORPIO takes a deep breath and continues.
SCORPIO: That man is the one and only, STEVE JASON. You see STEVE, we had a match in the past and you defeated me but I am back. So just accept my challenge by next week. But just remember what I did the last time you did not accept my challenge, I hurt your loved ones. I will do it again, because STEVE, when I defeat you then the world will have no choice but to respect me and give me the shot that I so rightfully deserve. So pull your ass out of retirement and accept my challenge or I can Guran-damn-tee that you will FEEL THE STING!!!
SCORPIO drops the mic and heads up the ramp..
DID PSYCHO SCORPIO just challenge STEVE JASON?
In the parking lot of the arena stands KILLJOY, pacing back and forth anxiously. Every time a vehicle pulls up, he scans it, then frowns.
KILLJOY: I hate to be kept waiting! I don’t have the patience or the attention span for this…
A large vehicle that resembles an old-fashioned armored car suddenly pulls up. A man in dark sunglasses and a hat pulled over his head is at the wheel. KILLJOY perks up.
KILLJOY: Well it’s about freaking time! The show has already started and I have an arena full of people wanting to see some justice served.
MAN: I though this was supposed to be some sort of interrogation…?
KILLJOY: Either way I am sure to get something accomplished tonight.
MAN: Whatever.
KILLJOY: Okay guys, come on in.
A number of XWF security guards wait nearby.
KILLJOY: The three suspects in this…armored car?
MAN: It’s the best I could do under such short notice. Besides, when you see the third one you’ll thank me.
KILLJOY: Whatever. I want these folks escorted to the special room I prepared. I want them under constant surveillance until later on in the show when I hit the ring. Got it?
The security guards nod and begin to move towards the truck just as we return to the action in the ring.
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- - Golden Ticket Ladder Match - -
Both men stand in the ring. Two ladders, one on the left side of the ramp and one on the right side, sit beside the ring. The two men are staring up at the Golden Ticket, and the bell rings! BRIAN LANCE charges at BLACK DEATH and spears him! BLACK DEATH sits up and stares at BRIAN LANCE, who springs off the ropes and dropkicks DEATH in the face! DEATH rolls over favoring his face as BRIAN LANCE walks to the corner and jumps onto the second rope. LANCE turns and faces BLACK DEATH, who is getting to his feet! BLACK DEATH stands and turns around, to see LANCE flying at him! BLACK DEATH outstretches his arms and catches BRIAN LANCE, swinging around and flattening LANCE with a spinning sideslam! LANCE bounces around for a second before rolling from the ring! BLACK DEATH gets to his knees and watches as BRIAN LANCE gets up and grabs a ladder! He folds the ladder up and watches as BLACK DEATH is virtually guarding the ring. BRIAN LANCE runs around the corner and BLACK DEATH is there waiting! He repeats this tactic, only to have BLACK DEATH blocking him again! Finally, BRIAN LANCE chucks the ladder into the ring! BLACK DEATH catches it but BRIAN LANCE is in the ring! BRIAN LANCE dropkicks the ladder into BLACK DEATH's face! BLACK DEATH staggers backwards into a corner! BRIAN LANCE grabs the ladder and holds it parallel to DEATH, and runs toward the turnbuckle! LANCE crushes BLACK DEATH between the ladder and the turnbuckle! BRIAN LANCE turns and sets the ladder up in the center of the ring!
BRIAN LANCE is climbing the ladder! He gets about halfway up when BLACK DEATH charges and clotheslines BRIAN LANCE in the back! BRIAN LANCE holds on, but the force is sending the ladder falling! BRIAN LANCE IS ON A FALLING LADDER! THE LADDER FALLS INTO THE CORNER AND BRIAN LANCE'S HEAD SMACKS AGAINST THE TOP RUNG! BRIAN LANCE GOES FLYING FROM THE RING! BRIAN LANCE just got tossed like a ragdoll from the ladder, over the ropes and to the floor below! BRIAN LANCE is rolling around in agony, and is busted open! BRIAN LANCE is bleeding profusely from his temple! BLACK DEATH walks to the corner and grabs the ladder. He turns to stare at BRIAN LANCE and laughs as he sets the ladder up in the center of the ring! BLACK DEATH starts climbing the ladder! He stops and raises his arms to get some heat from the fans! BLACK DEATH continues up the ladder and reaches for the golden ticket! He arrogantly smacks the ticket with his hand and sits there for a moment!
WHAM!
BRIAN LANCE JUST CRACKED BLACK DEATH IN THE BACK WITH A STEEL CHAIR! BLACK DEATH favors his back as...CRACK! Another shot from the steel chair! ANOTHER! ANOTHER! BLACK DEATH falls from the ladder onto the mat! BRIAN LANCE drops the chair and laughs at BLACK DEATH. LANCE walks over and picks DEATH up, whipping him into the ropes! BRIAN LANCE connects with a drop toe hold, sending BLACK DEATH face first into the bottom rung of the ladder! BLACK DEATH cries out in agony! BRIAN LANCE walks over to BLACK DEATH and places his head sideways in between two rungs, and starts CLIMBING! BRIAN LANCE has put all his weight on BLACK DEATH's skull! BRIAN LANCE climbs the ladder, but BLACK DEATH grabs his foot! BRIAN LANCE tries kicking, but BLACK DEATH has regained his composure! BLACK DEATH gets to his feet and yanks BRIAN LANCE from the ladder and onto his shoulders! BLACK DEATH turns and faces the corner and runs in! BLACK DEATH SLAMS BRIAN LANCE's back into the turnbuckle! DEATH dumps LANCE to the outside!
BLACK DEATH follows to the outside! BLACK DEATH rips the covering off the announce table! BRIAN LANCE is getting to his feet, but...
CRACK!
BLACK DEATH just nailed BRIAN LANCE with a monitor! BRIAN LANCE falls into a lump up against the steel steps! BLACK DEATH continues to rip monitors and cords from the announce table! He walks over to BRIAN LANCE and picks him up, dragging him over to the announce table! BLACK DEATH chucks BRIAN LANCE onto the table! BLACK DEATH walks around the ring and grabs the other ladder, folding it up and placing it on the announce table beside BRIAN LANCE! LANCE rolls over onto the ladder and BLACK DEATH grabs him! BLACK DEATH sets BRIAN LANCE up for a powerbomb and sends him CRASHING through the announce table! BLACK DEATH picks up the scraps of BRIAN LANCE that are left and drags him to the ring, rolling him inside. BLACK DEATH gets to his feet and walks over to BRIAN LANCE, picking him up and whipping him into the ropes! BRIAN LANCE is able to hook his arms on the ropes and prevent himself from rebounding!
BRIAN LANCE's eyes widen for a second, and BLACK DEATH turns to see...
JAGUAR!
JAGUAR IS IN THE RING!
JAGUAR charges at BLACK DEATH and clotheslines him to the mat! BRIAN LANCE stays put! JAGUAR walks over to BRIAN LANCE and grabs him! JAGUAR drags BRIAN LANCE over to the ladder and hoists him up a few rungs! JAGUAR IS HELPING BRIAN LANCE UP THE LADDER! BLACK DEATH gets to his feet and charges at the ladder! BRIAN LANCE has his hands on the ticket, but has not pulled it down! BLACK DEATH rams the ladder violently and it starts to shake! JAGUAR connects with a superkick to BLACK DEATH! THE LADDER IS ROCKING FEROCIOUSLY! JAGUAR grabs BLACK DEATH and chucks him over the top rope!
THE LADDER TIPS OVER WITH BRIAN LANCE ON IT!
BRIAN LANCE FALLS FROM THE LADDER AND LANDS ON THE ROPES, WHICH SLING HIM UPWARD AND OUT OF THE RING! BRIAN LANCE LANDS HARD ON THE OUTSIDE!
JAGUAR looks up... THE TICKET IS GONE!
DOES BRIAN LANCE HAVE THE TICKET?
JAGUAR looks around...HE SPOTS THE TICKET LAYING ON THE MAT!
JAGUAR sprints from the ring to grab BRIAN LANCE! He whips BRIAN LANCE into the ring, and BRIAN LANCE rolls toward the center, but is not moving!
BLACK DEATH slides into the ring! JAGUAR slides in after him! BLACK DEATH and JAGUAR dive for the ticket at the same time!
BLACK DEATH HAS THE TICKET! He’s GRADUATED FROM IMPACT!
WINNER:
JAGUAR wastes no time in getting to his feet and stomping BLACK DEATH viciously! JAGUAR sees the chair from earlier and picks it up! JAGUAR lays into BLACK DEATH several times with the chair! JAGUAR picks BLACK DEATH up and whips him, and BLACK DEATH runs right into another SUPERKICK!
JAGUAR watches as BLACK DEATH falls limp to the mat! JAGUAR walks over to BLACK DEATH and flips him! He places a knee into BLACK DEATH's back and applies a full nelson! JAGUAR just put BLACK DEATH in The Subduction! BLACK DEATH is screaming in pain! BLACK DEATH refuses to tap out, though! JAGUAR cranks the hold harder, but BLACK DEATH WILL. NOT. TAP!
JAGUAR releases the hold and gets to a knee, staring at a facedown BLACK DEATH. He shakes his head and rolls from the ring, turning to face his enemy as he backs up the ramp! JAGUAR stares daggers into BLACK DEATH as he heads backstage!
In the back, KITTEN is strolling down the hallways, glancing devilishly at the new and old faces, many of them trying to acknowledge her, but getting no response. She seems determined to find something, or someone..
Then.. She sees what she’s been looking for..
KITTEN: Hello, HEATHER..
HEATHER HALLIWELL looks up from tying her boot.
HALLIWELL: KITTEN! Hey! Long time, no see!
KITTEN: Yeah.. And look at you. Still struggling to be the Women’s Champion.
HALLIWELL: Well, yeah. That’s where they put me. Hey, a title’s a title, right.
KITTEN: Yeah. I suppose, if that’s all you see it as.
HALLIWELL: Hey, I’ll admit, you’ve accomplished a lot for us women here in the XWF. But I..
KITTEN: Apparently, I’ve accomplished nothing. Because look at you, all of you. Fighting for some glittery piece of costume jewelry they call a title belt! You should be a cruiserweight contender, you should be a World contender.. Face it, you deserve better.
HALLIWELL: Hey, I’m here to win whatever belt they offer, so I’m going to do it.
KITTEN: If you win that belt, you’re sending yourself backwards. Let it go. Let the little girls win that title. You need to think beyond your pretty face and your tight little outfit. Be strong. “Women’s Champion” is another term for “dead weight. Do yourself a favor and don’t go out there..
HALLIWELL: Look, honey. I’ll admit it’s not the most prestigious belt in the company.
KITTEN: It’s junk.
HALLIWELL: ..But I have a match tonight, and if I’m in a match, I’m going in it to win it.
KITTEN: Well then I guess you can’t go in it.
HALLIWELL: What?
KITTEN smashes HEATHER across the mouth with a hard elbow. HEATHER goes back and grabs her face, allowing KITTEN to scoop her up and plow her head first into the concrete wall! HEATHER goes down in a heap!
KITTEN: Sorry, sweetie. You’re too good to wear that foolish Women’s title. I’m doing you a favor.
KITTEN licks the back of her hand and slinks out of the shot, allowing the camera to focus on a very unconscious HEATHER HALLIWELL..
As the program returns, 'Blow Me Away' by Breaking Benjamin blasts over the PA and the crowd suddenly erupt into cheers as STEVE JASON's entrance video flickers over the X-Tron. STEVE forgoes his usual light and pyro display and instead immediately makes his way out to the ring, wearing a simple black t-shirt and jeans. He reaches the foot of the ring and quickly enters it, producing a microphone and crossing to the center of the ring. He waits a few moments for the music to die down, then for the cheers of the crowd to die down, then speaks.
STEVE JASON: I know I'm not wrestling tonight, but it looks like there's a little free time here anyway, so I might as well get this taken care of. Ladies and gentlemen, we are now a matter of days away from the inter-federation spectacular known as Rival Factions!
There's a fair amount of applause for the super event.
STEVE JASON: That's right. In a matter of days, a group of XWF superstars including yours truly will contend in individual matches against opponents from various federations. We finally have our chance to make our name on a multi-federational stage. But the question has to be asked- are we even being taken seriously?
The crowd fall quiet in curiosity about STEVE's question. He pauses, then continues.
STEVE JASON: I'm not so sure we are. For some reason, I'm getting the impression that we aren't even being acknowledged by the other opponents in this thing. Sure, the people booking this thing seem to have a clue, but I'm not so sure the wrestlers do. Some of them have YET to bother with producing promos against their XWF opponents, as if it's 'beneath' them or as if they don't think they're going to have to put the full effort in. In fact I have even heard rumors that JASON BLADE himself, my worthy opponent for Rival Factions, seems to be having a bit of a gripe about myself not 'earning' my position in the main event. As if I'm not deserving of it. Quite frankly, ladies and gentlemen, we are being treated by these five federations as a joke.
The pro-XWF crowd burst into a low murmur of boos at that. STEVE remains quiet, allowing the crowd to vent before raising his microphone and continuing.
STEVE JASON: Well, I'm of the opinion that my opponent- and dare I say ALL of the other five federations- are making a mistake that they are going to regret in a humiliating fashion. They want to underestimate us? They want to regard us as the greenhorns, the undeserving, the rookies? Well, I say we're not going to take that. I am hereby calling on each and every XWF superstar at Rival Factions to rail against this crap on a personal basis when you walk into your matches. These people are trying to deny us our rightful shot at proving ourselves as the greatest federation out there, and we're going to take that? I promise you this- by the end of Rival Factions, we will NOT be underestimated!
STEVE's usually calm voice reaches a defiant, hard tone as the crowd emphasizes their agreement with a heavy cheer.
STEVE JASON: We will NOT be ignored! We will NOT have ANY of our stars' integrities questioned again! By the end of Wednesday night, the question will be clear in everybody's minds- the XWF is NOT only worthy of everything they've got thus far, but that is, UNDISPUTEDLY, the finest combat organization IN THE WORLD. And I will make the final defining statement myself when, mark my words, JASON BLADE GETS AN S3! And that... IS UNDENIABLE!
STEVE throws the microphone in an uncharacteristic show of defiance as 'Blow Me Away' blasts throughout the arena once more. STEVE has made a major statement- and dare we say threat- to the other five federations appearing at Rival Factions, and almost seems to be assuming a leadership role in the process trying to rally the XWF to battle! What could this potentially mean not only for Rival Factions, but for the future?
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- - Standard Match - -
The match begins in the ring with MISTER 518 and HUNT locking up. HUNT pushes off and sends MISTER 518 into the ropes. MISTER 518 bounces off the ropes and HUNT hits a clothesline to MISTER 518! MISTER 518 is down and HUNT with a single leg crab to MISTER 518! MISTER 518 crawls over to the ropes and grabs on. HUNT lets go of the hold and rolls out of the ring. HUNT goes for a chair, but MISTER 518 stops him and knocks it out his hands. MISTER 518 now with a couple of punches to HUNT. MISTER 518 with a reverse suplex to HUNT! HUNT is down and MISTER 518 kicks him several times. HUNT slowly regains his balance and fights off MISTER 518! HUNT with chops to MISTER 518. MISTER 518 is groggy and HUNT flips him over the top rope and out to the concrete! HUNT now has MISTER 518 in the crowd. HUNT with a DDT to MISTER 518 on the concrete floor. HUNT then lifts MISTER 518 and delivers a T-Bone Suplex! MISTER 518 now holding his back in pain as HUNT keeps on pounding down MISTER 518! HUNT picks up MISTER 518 and carries him throughout the crowd. They get close to the concession stands. MISTER 518 pushes HUNT off of him and sends him into the concession stand. The crowd moves out of the way as MISTER 518 delivers a pump handle slam onto the counter of the concession stand! HUNT is laid out on the counter. MISTER 518 jumps over the counter and picks up a broom. He begins to pound away at The HUNT with the broomstick. HUNT rolls off the counter and falls back on the outside of the concession stand. MISTER 518 jumps over the counter and picks up HUNT's limp body. He swings HUNT into a trashcan! HUNT crashes into the trashcan and now MISTER 518 is in full control! MISTER 518 sets up HUNT for a powerbomb, but HUNT with a burst of energy, lifts MISTER 518 over his shoulders and down to the bare floor! HUNT walks off trying to regain some strength. MISTER 518 is down and HUNT picks up a steel pipe. He walks back to MISTER 518 and goes to hit him, but MISTER 518 moves out of the way and crawls up. Now both men are up, but HUNT has a steel pipe in hand. He swings at MISTER 518, but he ducks. MISTER 518 then kicks the steel pipe out of HUNT's hand. HUNT now backs up. MISTER 518 charges at HUNT, but HUNT moves over and sticks his foot out tripping MISTER 518. MISTER 518 almost falls, but keeps his balance. HUNT moves close to him and he decks HUNT with a huge punch, sending him off his feet and falling down! MISTER 518 tosses HUNT back to ringside, and HUNT falls by the side of the ring! MISTER 518 waits for HUNT to get back up. As HUNT gets back up, MISTER 518 spears HUNT into the side of the ring! HUNT is down and MISTER 518 picks him up and whips him into the ring! He gets up to the top rope! He launches off with a huge frog splash! BANG!! 1.. 2.. THREE!!
NEW HART CHAMPION:
After the match, KILLJOY stands in the middle of the ring, standing along side a single folding chair.
KILLJOY: Man, just when you think you know a guy. I mean, I know I may have stepped on a few toes in my time due to pranks but it is a wonder JONATHYN BROWN hasn’t been whisked away sooner. It’s getting to be a question of “Who wouldn’t want to harm him” as opposed to who would.
The fact is folks the investigation is having some troubles. But not anymore…
The Prince of Pranks points towards the entryway to the ring.
Thanks in part to the generous de facto owner HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD I managed to bring three major suspects here tonight for…well, I guess you could call it a public discussion about certain facts about this case. I figure putting them in the spotlight of thousands of screaming fans might loosen their tongues.
And without further ado, bring out Suspect #1!
Some generic music plays as a pair of security guards escort an attractive young woman to the ring. She nervously steps through the ropes (held by KILLJOY…he may not know what “chivalry” is but he is relatively sure it is a law or something to do that…). He motions to the chair and she sits in it.
KILLJOY: Now, for the sake of being all legal and stuff I am going to call you Ms. A, k?
MISS A: Um…alright…
KILLJOY: Now Ms. A, it has come to my attention that you do have some sort of connection to on JONATHYN BROWN, do you not?
MISS A: Well, sort of…
KILLJOY: A ha! A jilted lover I bet.
MISS A: No…
KILLJOY: No…hanky-panky?
MISS A: No!
KILLJOY: Oh good. I don’t know if my brain couldn’t of handled trying to image that scenario. Tell you what, how about you tell us all in your own words just what your connection is to JONATYHN.
MISS A: I don’t know why this is such a big deal. You see, I am just a waitress in a diner. Mr. BROWN came in one night a few months ago and asked for some coffee and some muffins. He looked really tired and he had mentioned something about having to deal with a bunch of wrestlers. He was especially angry about this one…he liked to play pranks and seemed to get everyone’s name wrong. I think he said his name was Kill…something…
KILLJOY: That not important! No, I mean, did you…or do you…have any reason to want to cause harm to Mr. BROWN?
MISS A: Well, no not really…
KILLJOY: Get her out of here! Now now NOW!
A nearby guard slides into the ring, leading a protesting Ms. A away. Killjoy pulls out a purple handkerchief and wipes his brow.
KILLJOY: Man, this whole interrogation stuff is tougher than I thought. I hope the next…interviewee responds a bit better. Bring in number two!
There is a great deal of confusion in the audience as a second guard comes down the aisle leading a large Golden Retriever to the ring. The dog climbs the steps and leaps onto the chair in the middle of the ring. Killjoy produces a small notebook from a pocket and leafs through a few pages.
KILLJOY: I should point out that my offer to provide a false name for this encounter was rejected. Apparently this suspect is confident in her innocence, is that not right Miss Teeny?
MISS TEENY: Arf!
KILLJOY: Now, despite the fact that your contact with JONATYHN BROWN was from a long time ago you seem more than capable of remembering him, correct? You were nothing more than a puppy after all.
MISS TEENY: Woof…
KILLJOY: I am not going to joke around here Miss Teeny, no matter how much I want to…
MISS TEENY: Bark?
KILLJOY: And regardless of the unkind memories this might dredge up I want you to remain professional. The last thing you want is to dig yourself in deeper than you may or may not be in already.
MISS TEENY: *whine*
KILLJOY: Miss Teeny, did JON BROWN at some point in the past refer to you as…
The crowd murmurs
KILLJOY: I can’t say it out loud. I’ll whisper it in your ear.
KILLJOY leans in and apparently says something to the dog. The dog…well, she doesn’t take it well.
MISS TEENY: *snarl* ARFARFARFARF!!!
KILLJOY: Cripes!
KILLJOY barely dives out of the ring in time as the dog lunges for his throat. The only thing keeping her from following him out is the quick hands of the guard who snags the leash and pulls the frenzied dog out of the other side of the ring. Only when Miss Teeny is more than halfway down the aisle does he crawl back into the ring.
KILLJOY: And that kids is why you only see me mangling names and out and out insulting folks. I can’t say I am that surprised to hear words like that come from JONATHYN, still…
KILLJOY manages to regain his composure
KILLJOY: Ok, skip the intro and send out the last victim…I mean suspect.
Ominous (if still generic) music is heard as a muscular man walk down the aisle. He is covered in scars and has a mean look about him. He stalks towards the ring in steps over the ropes and glowers at everyone.
KILLJOY: Ok Tiny, settle down.
“Tiny” just stares at KILLJOY.
KILLJOY: You sir have guilty written all over your face…not to mention your arms. Tell me, do you punch a lot of windows or are those from people’s teeth?
MAN: …
KILLJOY: You look like the kind of guy who would bite the head off of a small child for no reason other than for the nutritional content…
MAN: …
KILLJOY: But more importantly you look like the kind of guy who would be on the payroll of someone who sees JONATHYN-napping as a viable means of financial support.
MAN: …
KILLJOY: I think you may have had something to do with his disappearance. I think someone hired you to drag JONATHYN away somewhere. What have you got to say for yourself?
MAN: …RAGH!
The massive man charges the Prince of pranks, and manages to clothesline him over the top rope. He begin to thrash around, yelling and stomping. A few (dumb) referees slide into the ring to try and stop him, only to get grabbed by the throat and tossed around. The crowd is screaming, not so much from the carnage, but by KILLJOY who sneaks back into the ring!
During the commotion the chair in the center of the ring remains untouched, and KILLJOY grabs it and folds it up. The man is oblivious, as he chokes out an unlucky security guard who was standing on the apron.
KILLJOY: Hey Tiny!
The scared man turns around.
KILLJOY: You might not of grabbed JON, but frankly walking around with that face in public is a crime.
KILLJOY tosses the chair at the man, who manages to catch it.
Unfortunately, he has it right in front of his face. Which gives KILLJOY more than enough time to…
CLANG!!!
…land a PunchLine superkick straight to the face. The scarred man tumbles out between the ropes and lands awkwardly outside the ring. KILLJOY looks down from inside the ring at the now unconscious man.
KILLJOY: Okay, so maybe I didn’t get a whole heck of a lot accomplished tonight. But this is a lot better than some boring Q & A, right kids?
The crowd roars its approval as KILLJOY slides out of the ring (stepping over Tiny in the process) and makes his way to the back to a huge cheer.
The next match is set to begin.. HEATHER is nowhere to be seen as LISHA, CHERRY and PATIENCE all get into the ring to start the battle royal match! It looks like it’s going to be a three-way!
CHERRY doesn’t even make it to the ring before the other two start to pound each other. LISHA nailed PATIENCE from behind and knocked her to the ground. LISHA then pulls PATIENCE up to her feet and backs her into the ropes with a series of punches. LISHA whips PATIENCE into the ropes and follows her, going for an early elimination! As soon as PATIENCE hits the ropes and turns around she receives a hard clothesline from the trailing LISHA. PATIENCE flips over the top rope and grabs the rope to stay alive! She hangs from the edge with the ground just inches below! LISHA thinks she got her! She raises her hands in victory like she just won the match! CHERRY is behind LISHA, just waiting... LISHA finally turns around and receives a hard superkick right to the jaw. CHERRY pulls LISHA back up to the upright position. She whips LISHA into the ropes. CHERRY waits for LISHA to come back at her in the center of the ring. CHERRY leaps into the air and catches LISHA with a lightning quick hurricanrana. Instead of just flipping LISHA over, CHERRY drives the top of LISHA’s head into the mat almost like some sort of piledriver. LISHA lays on the mat out cold as CHERRY hurries back up to her feet. CHERRY reaches down and grabs two hands full of hair and drags LISHA closer to the corner. CHERRY quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Once on top she poses for a quick second. The crowd is really getting into this action packed match! She then leaps off the top and turns her body in mid air. CHERRY’s legs come down across the top rope which forces CHERRY’s body to springboard backwards and land right on top of the laid out LISHA! WHAT A MOVE! CHERRY gets up off the mat and taunts the crowd a little bit. She turns her attention back to LISHA. She pulls LISHA up off the mat and gives her a couple knife edge chops across the chest as the crowd yells “Whooo”. CHERRY kicks LISHA in the midsection, which forces LISHA to double over in pain. CHERRY hooks LISHA in a suplex position. CHERRY leaves LISHA up into the air as if she was going for a vertical suplex. At the last possible second she allows LISHA to start to fall forward. LISHA’s feet bounce off the top rope which cause her momentum to go back up into the air. CHERRY uses her remaining strength to bring LISHA the rest of the way over with a vertical suplex. WOW! CHERRY gets back to her feet once more and taunts the crowd again. CHERRY notices that PATIENCE is back in the ring! CHERRY bounces off the far side ropes and reaches a full sprint right towards PATIENCE. CHERRY dives right into PATIENCE’s midsection and spears her through the ropes onto the floor! PATIENCE in lying on the floor outside the ring! CHERRY knocked PATIENCE out of the ring! LISHA charges at CHERRY, but CHERRY telegraphs it and flips LISHA over her back and over the top rope, crashing into the barricade outside the ring! LISHA is history! CHERRY stands in the middle of the ring and raises her hands, wondering why her music isn’t playing.. She heads to the ropes and yells at the officials. Suddenly, PATIENCE comes running up behind her and dropkicks her over the top rope! CHERRY HITS THE FLOOR! PATIENCE WINS! She stands up, but WAIT A MINUTE! It’s HEATHER HALLIWELL! She got into the ring just as CHERRY was eliminated! PATIENCE turns and sees her just one moment too late! CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE!! HEATHER HALLIWELL made it to the ring just in time to win the belt!!
NEW WOMEN’S CHAMPION:
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vs.
- - "Lady Of The Ring" Battle - -
As the camera cuts to the rooftop, a flagpole is standing tall in the center with the X-Treme Title hanging from the top. JAGUAR is standing on the roof, waiting for BALLER to arrive. Within seconds, the newcomer kicks the roof access door open and stomps toward JAGUAR.. BALLER and JAGUAR are standing face to face. A referee locks the door behind him so nobody can enter the rooftop area..
vs.
- - Rooftop Match - -
The match begins with both men wildly throwing punches at each other. BALLER kicks JAGUAR in the gut, and clotheslines him hard to the roof floor. BALLER begins laying a few hard stomps to the stomach of JAGUAR. JAGUAR trips BALLER to the roof, and stands up slowly. JAGUAR lays a knee in the spine of BALLER, and then sets the ladder under the belt. BALLER staggers to his feet and takes a swing at JAGUAR, who fires back with his own barrage of fists.. The two continue to slug it out, neither man budging until JAGUAR wastes no time in getting down to business and he kicks BALLER square in the genitals. BALLER bends over in pain as JAGUAR now winds up and cracks BALLER right in the side of his face but BALLER takes the blow and stands straight again, just looking at JAGUAR as JAGUAR throws another punch which BALLER anticipates and as JAGUAR’s fist flies toward him, BALLER dodges left and at the same time brings his right hand down in a chopping motion, catching JAGUAR’s forearm with the hard chop. JAGUAR grabs his arm in pain as BALLER quickly maneuvers behind JAGUAR and grabs a handful of hair, bringing JAGUAR’s head back and allowing BALLER to set up a reverse DDT but JAGUAR quickly reaches up and grabs BALLER’s head and brings him down in a modified diamond cutter of sorts. BALLER’s face cracks hard into the concrete as JAGUAR rises back to his feet and kicks BALLER in the head before he can stand. JAGUAR follows up with another hard kick as BALLER starts to roll away. As BALLER starts to stand, JAGUAR grabs a steel pipe and runs toward BALLER with it, cracking him right upside the head with the pipe. BALLER falls down hard as blood begins to pour from the wound on his head while JAGUAR stands over him and beats him in his sides with the pipe. BALLER tries to cover up but most of the blows hit their target until BALLER blocks one of the pipe shots with his left forearm in order to grab it with his right hand. BALLER tries to ignore the pain in his arm after that block as he refuses to let go of the pipe. JAGUAR begins to kick BALLER in the face as BALLER tries to rise to his feet, still holding on to that pipe. Once BALLER is up, he and JAGUAR play tug-of-war with the pipe until JAGUAR eventually lets go of it and the pipe flies up and over BALLER’s head, sailing down to the parking lot below as JAGUAR quickly spears BALLER back down. BALLER’s head hits hard as he lands and JAGUAR looks to have a bit of satisfaction on his face as he walks over toward the ladder. He looks back at BALLER again, who is still laying there lifeless and JAGUAR grabs the ladder. He walks over to BALLER and lifts the ladder up over his head, dropping it right into the face of BALLER. Still not finished, JAGUAR goes and picks up a metal drum which he carries over to BALLER, who is still laying there with the ladder laying on top of his bloody face. JAGUAR holds the drum high over his head as he looks down at BALLER, but before JAGUAR can even react, BALLER quickly pushes the ladder up and toward JAGUAR’s stomach and the end of the ladder buries itself into JAGUAR’s gut as he hunches forward, loses his grip on the drum, and gets nailed right in the back of the skull with the falling drum. BALLER quickly rolls to safety as the drum crashes through JAGUAR’s head and hits the ladder at the same time JAGUAR lands on top of the ladder. The drum rolls away as BALLER now stands to his feet with a look that would frighten off the devil himself. Blood pours from BALLER’s face as he takes slow steps toward the motionless JAGUAR. BALLER picks up the ladder, but JAGUAR springs to life with a double boot to the ladder, knocking BALLER down! JAGUAR rolls to his feet and sets the ladder up! He’s going for the belt! As he begins climbing it, BALLER STANDS UP, AND SPEARS THE LADDER TO THE GROUND! JAGUAR FALLS WITH THE LADDER, AND SMACKS THE HARD STEEL ROOFTOP! BALLER picks up the ladder, and lays it down, on top of JAGUAR! BALLER sets up for a leg drop, but JAGUAR kicks the ladder! THE LADDER HITS BALLER IN THE FOREHEAD, AND HE FALLS TO THE GROUND! JAGUAR STANDS UP QUICKLY, AND RUNS TO BALLER, AND BEGINS STOMPING HIM. JAGUAR picks up the ladder, and stands it up. As he goes to climb, BALLER DROPKICKS HIM FROM THE SIDE! JAGUAR falls down hard on top of BALLER!! BOTH MEN ARE LYING MOTIONLESS ON THE COLD STEEL OF THE ARENA ROOF! BALLER’S THE FIRST ONE TO MOVE, HE CRAWLS TO THE LADDER, REACHING HIS ARM OUT TO GRAB THE ALUMINUM OBJECT! JAGUAR BEGINS WAKING AS WELL, BALLER STAGGERS UP SLOWLY, AND GRABS THE LADDER! BALLER STANDS IT UP, BUT LOOKS AT JAGUAR, AND SMILES WICKEDLY. BALLER FOLDS THE LADDER, AND THROWS IT ON TOP OF JAGUAR! JAGUAR SCREAMS IN PAIN, AS BALLER LIFTS THE LADDER OFF HIS BODY, AND STANDS IT UP AGAIN. JAGUAR STUMBLES TO HIS FEET, RUNS FOR BALLER, AND SPEARS HIM HARD TO THE FLOOR! JAGUAR QUICKLY JUMPS ON THE LADDER, AND BEGINS CLIMBING IT AS BALLER LAYS MOTIONLESS! JAGUAR GETS HIS HANDS ON THE BELT! HE’S ALMOST GOT IT, BALLER COMES FROM NOWHERE, KICKING THE LADDER DOWN! JAGUAR FALLS OFF, SMACKING HIS HEAD ON THE STEEL, AND ROLLING TO THE EDGE OF THE ROOFTOP! But he’s got the belt! JAGUAR WINS!
STILL X-TREME CHAMPION:
BALLER CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! He stomps over to the rooftop door and unlocks it, disappearing down the steps to the arena.
JAGUAR is on his knees near the edge of the roof, breathing hard…He has his head down and does not see a shadow come across him. A figure moves toward him rapidly. JAGUAR opens his eyes and now notices the shadow on the ground. He gets to his feet and turns around to face the figure approaching him. But his reaction is too late and he comes face to face with BLACK DEATH… who has already leaped in the air and hits his Axe of Thor on JAGUAR’s head...
SMACK!!!
JAGUAR takes it hard and goes toward the edge about fall over when…BLACK DEATH grabs him and put on his shoulder and hit a Death Valley Driver.
CRUNCH!!!
That sound can be heard as JAGUAR hits the roof floor. His head bounces off the ground; BLACK DEATH looks at him and then looks toward the roof edge and smiles. He reaches down and lifts JAGUAR to his feet…You can see he has a glaze look in his eyes…BLACK DEATH smiles with a snake like grin.
BLACK DEATH: You just don’t get it, do you JAGUAR?…I wanted you to win that belt… winning a title is great… but winning it over someone who pissed you off… that’s just priceless… So think about it as you fall… I be ready to take that belt of yours when you wake up… if you wake up! Ha ha!... Flap your arms, it might help…
He kicks JAGUAR in the gut that doubles him over. BLACK DEATH reaches out into a gut wrench and lifts JAGUAR up on to his shoulders and walks to the edge of the building. JAGUAR starts to realize what about to happen but it too late as BLACK DEATH THROWS HIM OVER THE EDGE!!
BLACK DEATH JUST THREW JAGUAR OFF THE ROOF!!
JAGUAR disappears in the darkness. You can hear him scream as he falls. BLACK DEATH watches him go over and walks away from the edge…a big smile on his face.
BLACK DEATH: Damn! You know that going to hurt… HA!
Back to the ring, XWF officials come out from the back. The steel cage and the cell both come down from the ceiling as the crowd starts to cheer. Once they lower, XWF officials got to work quickly, setting up wooden tables on two sides, and glass tables on the other two sides. An XWF official gets on a highster and sets up a ladder and the Canadian belt. All XWF officials vacate the ring. The members of the Four-ce, as well as other XWF members are seen sitting in the audience, awaiting this historic match. The War Of Independence match is ready to begin!
ANDREW GIBSON makes his way down the ring first in a referee shirt to a mixture of cheers and boos. “Our Truth” by Lucuna Coil hits the speakers as the champion, DARKHAN, walks out from the back with a mixture of cheers and boos, mostly boos. He gets down to the ring and examines the outer cell. He walks through the door of the cell and the cage and stands in the ring. “Revelations” by Audioslave then hits as ANDY CORTINOVIS comes out from the back to a huge ovation. He walks down the rampway slowly, looking at both DARKHAN and the contraption he’s about to climb into. He enters through both doors and the referees close the doors. The bell rings and the match begins!
DARKHAN quickly goes after ANDY, but ANDY counters and grapples with DARKHAN. DARKHAN easily tosses ANDY across the ring, and ANDY hits the mat with a big thud. He grabs onto a bottom rope, and looks stunned at DARKHAN. ANDY gets up, but DARKHAN charges again and boots him down to the ground. DARKHAN then picks ANDY up and tosses him into the cage wall. ANDY bounces off and DARKHAN dusts off his hands. DARKHAN turns around and begins to climb up the cage. ANDY stands back up and runs over to the wall. ANDY starts to shake the wall as DARKHAN looks down, gets annoyed, and begins to climb back down. He goes to kick ANDY, but ANDY grabs his foot and tugs him down. DARKHAN falls and his head bounces off the top ring rope. DARKHAN stands and grabs his head, as ANDY runs over and starts to deliver kicks into the mid section of DARKHAN. ANDY tosses DARKHAN into the ropes and DARKHAN comes back, looking for a clothesline. Instead, ANDY falls to the ground and trips up DARKHAN, and DARKHAN goes headfirst into the cage wall. The crowd is starting to get back into it now as both men slowly get back up. They do, but DARKHAN is slightly faster, knocking ANDY down with a huge clothesline. ANDY flips in the air and hits the ground hard as DARKHAN tries to regain his posture. He grabs his head and looks for blood. Seeing none, he picks ANDY back up and sets him up with a powerbomb. ANDY tries to counter, laying in a few shots into DARKHAN’S head. DARKHAN is not budging, but suddenly, with all his strength, ANDY reverses and flips DARKHAN into a DDT! Both men hit the ground hard as the fans go nuts. “COR-TIN-OV-IS! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP CLAP CLAP!” resounds throughout the crowd as ANDY slowly gets to his feet. DARKHAN reaches over and begins to pull himself up by the ring ropes. Both men get to their feet, and ANDY hits DARKHAN with a missile dropkick. DARKHAN’S head bounces against the cage. He stumbles back towards ANDY, who grabs him, and with a scream, hits him with a belly-to-belly suplex! ANDY slowly gets up, holding his back, and DARKHAN thuds against the mat. ANDY slowly begins to climb the cage as DARKHAN, on the opposite side of the ring, slowly begins to get up. ANDY gets halfway up the cage when DARKHAN stands up and walks over. Using his amazing size advantage, he just reaches up and grabs ANDY. He easily pulls ANDY away from the cage, carries him to the other side of the ring, and tosses him into the side of the cage. ANDY smashes against the cage and falls to the ground. DARKHAN smirks and begins to climb the cage. ANDY, while still sort of out of it, follows him up the cage. DARKHAN gets nearly to the top as ANDY slowly makes his way up the side. DARKHAN reaches the top and looks at his two options…take the risk and jump over to the cell wall or take more time and climb down the opposite side of the cage. Before DARKHAN can make the decision, ANDY catches up to him. DARKHAN tries to lay in a few shots, but ANDY counters with shots of his own. Both men sit at the top of the cage, the entire crowd holding their breath, and both men being careful, knowing the line of glass tables that awaits them at the bottom. ANDY hits a shot onto DARKHAN, and he almost loses his balance. DARKHAN delivers one to ANDY, and the same happens. ANDREW GIBSON, still in the rings, yells for both men to get down. Suddenly, ANDY grabs DARKHAN’S foot. DARKHAN tries to kick him off, but ANDY grabs DARKHAN’S neck and arm. DARKHAN tries to lay in a few shots onto ANDY with his free hand, when suddenly…ANDY LEAPS off…
1000 Mile Slam! Through a glass table below! The sound of bodies hitting glass echoes throughout the arena as glass flies everywhere. The crowd begins to chant “Holy s***! Holy s***!” as both men lie motionless on the ground. XWF wrestlers in the crowd stand up off their seat with a shocked and gasping expression on their face. GIBSON leaves the ring and runs down to the men with a shocked look on his face. After a few minutes of no motion, both men slowly begin to most. They both roll over, reviling cuts and blood on the backs and in the legs of both men. Both men slowly move, crawling along the ground. DARKHAN grabs the cage, and ANDY grabs the cell, and both men try to pull themselves up. As they do, they both gingerly stand, trying to nurse the injuries in the legs. Both men stumble to each other, and DARKHAN punches ANDY. ANDY stumbles back, then regains himself and punches DARKHAN and DARKHAN stumbles. Both men exchange shots, until DARKHAN goes for a shot, ANDY blocks and lays a few into DARKHAN. The fans start to cheer as DARKHAN is backed against the cage wall and ANDY begins to wail on him. ANDY goes to whip DARKHAN into the cell wall, but DARKHAN reverses and ANDY goes face first into steel. ANDY collapses to the ground. DARKHAN shakes his head as he walks over and opens up the door of the cage. He bends down and looks underneath the ring. He shifts around in there for a few moments as ANDY begins to stir. DARKHAN pulls out a gray tub filled with equipment and pulls it towards ANDY. ANDY is close to standing up when DARKHAN looks through the tub and pulls out a steel chain. He pulls back and lashes it across ANDY’S back. ANDY yells in pain as he falls back down to the ground. GIBSON begins to yell at DARKHAN to drop the chain, but DARKHAN doesn’t seem to care. DARKHAN lashes him again as ANDY’S back begins to get covered in blood. DARKHAN lashes him again as ANDY tries to reach out. ANDY flips over as DARKHAN goes for another lash. ANDY catches the chain and pulls DARKHAN down towards him. ANDY reaches down, grabs a piece of glass and jams it into DARKHAN’S hand. DARKHAN screams as he drops the chain grabs his hand. ANDY slowly gets up and grabs the chain. DARKHAN turns to ANDY, and ANDY lashes the chain right across DARKHAN’S face! Blood flies out of DARKHAN’S mouth as he falls right to the ground. ANDY tosses the chain and begins to climb up the cell. DARKHAN whips blood off of his mouth and cheeks as he reaches up and grabs ANDY’S foot. ANDY tries to kick him off, but it is unsuccessful as DARKHAN pulls ANDY down and ANDY falls to the floor. DARKHAN stands and picks up ANDY. He drags him over to the wooden tables, picks him up and easily tosses him through one of the wooden tables. He walks back over to the gray tub and pulls out…a gas can! He gets an evil look as he walks over to the wooden tables. He pores the gas on one of the tables as ANDY begins to stir. DARKHAN pulls out a lighter from his pocket and tosses it onto the table, setting it on fire! GIBSON runs over and begins to yell at DARKHAN and point to the table. DARKHAN, seemly hearing enough, grabs GIBSON by the throat and chokeslams him through the flaming table! The crowd both roars and boos as GIBSON gets knocked out cold. DARKHAN turns around and is met by a missile dropkick by ANDY. DARKHAN stumbles back and ANDY runs and tackles him into the cell wall. The crowd gets to their feet as DARKHAN goes down and ANDY begins to climb the cell wall. ANDY gets halfway up when DARKHAN begins to climb himself. The crowd begins to feel it as ANDY reaches the hatch and opens it. ANDY climbs to the roof of the cell as the crowd starts to go nuts. DARKHAN reaches it as well and before ANDY can make it to the ladder, DARKHAN grabs him and slams him into the floor. On the ground below, GIBSON slowly starts to stir. DARKHAN picks ANDY up and locks in a big bear hug. ANDY starts to deliver shots into DARKHAN’S head, but he doesn’t seem to budge. ANDY, in a last ditch effort, kicks DARKHAN in the stomach, jumps up and hits DARKHAN with a DDT! Both men hit the cage hard. Out of almost nowhere, we see GIBSON climb through the hatch and onto the roof. GIBSON stands over the broken wreckage and up at the title belt. DARKHAN and ANDY slowly begin to stand. DARKHAN gets to his feet, but GIBSON begins to lay in punches to him. The fans actually begin to boo as GIBSON knocks DARKHAN off of his feet. GIBSON grabs DARKHAN, but DARKHAN begins to fight back. The two begin to exchange punches and battle close to the end of the cell. GIBSON hits a hard shot onto DARKHAN as DARKHAN falls to the ground. DARKHAN slowly gets up, but GIBSON knees DARKHAN in the head. All this time, ANDY regains his composure and grabs the ladder. GIBSON goes for another knee, but DARKHAN grabs his leg and drops him to the ground. Both men get up and ANDY charges. DARKHAN ducks the shot…and ANDY smacks GIBSON! GIBSON flies back…AND OFF OF THE CELL! GIBSON comes crashing down into the announce table below! Everyone rises to their feet as GIBSON lays motionless. DARKHAN grabs the end of the ladder and pulls it and ANDY back into the center of the roof. The two of them start a tug of war with the ladder when ANDY lets go and DARKHAN flies back and hits the ground. The ladder bounces off the cage and ANDY loses his balance and falls on his ass. Both men get back up and stumble towards each other. DARKHAN delivers a punch…then does ANDY. The two begin to exchange shots back and forth. DARKHAN goes for a punch, ANDY ducks and hits DARKHAN with a 1000 Mile Slam! The crowd goes crazy as DARKHAN smacks against the cage. ANDY stands back up as the crowd begins to clap and stomp their feet. ANDY sets up the ladder and begins to climb. The crowd all stands as ANDY inches his way up the ladder. DARKHAN rolls over and begins to climb the ladder himself. He reaches up to grab ANDY’S foot as ANDY reaches up to grab the title. Both men have their goal on their fingertips. Both men make the final effort at the same time as the ladder falls and ANDY crashes to the ground…
…with the Canadian Title in hand! The bell rings as the crowd erupts! ANDY CORTINOVIS has won his SEVENTH Canadian Title!
NEW CANADIAN CHAMPION:
vs.
- - War Of Independence Match - -
- - Guest Referee: ANDREW GIBSON - -
After the match, both men are helped down from the roof of the cell. ANDREW GIBSON is carted to the back, slowly beginning to regain consciousness. The crowd continues to cheer as the structure is raised and ANDY begins to walk to the back, when DARKHAN stands in the middle of the ring, keeping himself up by the ring ropes.
DARKHAN: Hey! ANDY! Before you leave, I want to talk to you.
ANDY turns around, title still slung over his shoulder but the clearly physically ailing.
DARKHAN: I must say, nobody has EVER been able to do to me what you did to me today. You took me to the limit and then some. I know you’ve been talking about receiving respect, and tonight, I give it to you.
The crowd slowly begins to roar again.
DARKHAN: Not many people may say it, but you, ANDY CORTINOVIS, are a legend. Congratulations on your seventh title.
ANDY attempts a bow, but can only give a slight gesture.
DARKHAN: There is another thing I want to say. Tonight…was my last match in the XWF. I know when my time is done, and tonight is it. But as everyone knows, I am a member of the Four-Ce. It would be weird to have a group named the Three-Ce, so we need to induct a new member. ANDY…I want you to be that member.
The crowd suddenly roars! PATIENCE PRYCE, DANIEL MALCOLM and ZACH RIZZA all jump out from the crowd, and DARKHAN slowly eases his way out of the ring. They all approach ANDY and talk to him. We see ANDY nod his head, and all five members raise their arms! ANDY CORTINOVIS is now a member of the Four-Ce! The crowd is going wild! ANDY and DARKHAN shake hands and everyone walks back up the rampway, waving to the crowd that is just ecstatic!
The cameras catch up with STEVE SAYORS backstage, as he stands there with current XWF owner, HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD.
STEVE SAYORS: This is STEVE SAYORS here, and I’m standing with XWF owner, HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD. I understand that you have a very important announcement regarding the LORD OF THE RING main event?
HAWAIIAN has a clever smirk on his face.
HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD: Yes, yes, I do. You see, later tonight I plan on keeping my ownership when I completely destroy ERIC ANDERSON. My night will not be ending there, though, STEVE. You see, I’m also entered into the LORD OF THE RING battle royal and I plan on winning. Thing is, I might be a little tired by then and I want everything to be fair… for me at least. That’s why I’m revising the rules for this year’s event.
STEVE SAYORS: Really? How so?
HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD: In years’ past, the match started with two people while competitors entered at two-minute intervals. That will not be happening this year. Out of the interest of fairness, everyone will enter the ring at the same time. Last person remaining in the ring wins. Sounds simple enough, does it not?
STEVE SAYORS: Yeah, I guess.
HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD: Good… Now be a good little employee and go get me a club soda, all this thinking is making me thirsty.
STEVE heads off while HARDHEAD seems satisfied with his doing. How will this rule revision effect tonight’s match? We’ll certainly see tonight, we’re getting closer and closer to the main event!
vs.
- - Standard Match - -
Both men stare one another down, not making any movements even after the bell rings. Cracking his neck slowly, JASON MUDD starts to move around the ring, keeping his eyes and body ready for any movements JACOBS would attempt.
Moving closer, JASON goes for the lockup with JACOBS, both men pushing at one another, trying to gain the upper hand, the dominate position upon the other in the early going. JASON breaks from the lock up, placing JACOBS into a hammerlock. JACOBS struggles to get free, but JASON locks the hold in. JACOBS tries to get to the ropes, but JASON picks JACOBS up, going for a backdrop with the hammerlock added in, but JACOBS counters by breaking his arm free of JASON’S grasp and flipping to behind him, going for a behind lock up. JASON counters by going behind JACOBS, who counters again with a stiff hip toss on JASON, who instantly gets to his knees, both in a stalemate. Standing to his feet, JASON walks the ring again, going for another lockup, but JACOBS ready this time sends a stick kick to JASON,
doubling him over. With a huge club strike to the back, JACOBS forces JASON into the turnbuckle where he follows up with a clothesline, knocking JASON back hard into the turnbuckle. Striking JASON with a knee to the stomach, JACOBS pulls JASON from the corner, leveling him with a huge body slam. Kicking JASON hard in the ribs a few times, JACOBS picks JASON up, who quickly counters the move with rolling, JACOBS up into a small package! One… Two… JACOBS kicks out, both men quickly getting to their feet. JACOBS goes for a stiff clothesline, but JASON ducks under, executing a neck breaker with a quick grab and fall. Getting to his feet, JASON walks the ropes a few seconds before picking up JACOBS, whipping him with strength to the turnbuckle, JACOBS nearly crumbling from the impact. JASON charges JACOBS, planting his shoulder straight into JACOBS’S stomach and backs up a little, charging him again to go for a clothesline, but JACOBS lifts his elbow, dropping JASON with a sharp blow to the jaw. JASON gets up, holding his
jaw, turning to face JACOBS… Body splash from the second rope on JASON! JACOBS hooks the leg, going for a quick pin. One… Two… JASON gets his arm up, JACOBS standing and taking up JASON. JACOBS lifts JASON over his shoulder and turns, slamming his shoulder into JASON’S chest with a combination of a spine buster. Hooking the leg, JACOBS goes for another pin. One… Two… KICKOUT! JACOBS pops his shoulders before picking up a shaken JASON MUDD. Lifting him up on his shoulder again, JACOBS goes for the same move, but JASON counters, moving from JACOBS’S shoulder… DDT ON JACOBS! JASON stands to his feet slowly, waiting for a woozy JACOBS to stand, JASON crouched slightly in the corner of the ring. JACOBS turns around… JASON charges and shifts his weight… JASON lands a perfect super kick against JACOBS’S jaw, snapping his head back. BOTH men fall to the mat from the move, JASON a second later moving over to cover the fallen JACOBS. ONE… TWO… JACOBS GETS A SHOULDER
UP!!! JASON takes a deep breath, lifting JACOBS up, who using a burst of desperation strength picks up JASON and spins, slamming him back first into the mat with a huge spine buster, the back of JASON’S head bouncing off the mat in a sickening thud. JACOBS collapses beside JASON, catching his breath before turning over, letting an arm drop over the motionless MUDD. ONE!! TWO!!! KICKOUT!!! MUDD gets his arm up, rolling to his side, trying to catch his breath and regain his senses. Slowly standing too, JACOBS goes to the corner, slowly and unsteadily climbing to the top rope as JASON made it back to his feet, stumbling around. Turning around on the top rope, JACOBS is about to jump from it when JASON stumbles into the ropes, racking up JACOBS upon the top rope. JACOBS’S eyes widen in pain as JASON continues to catch his breath, slowly moving over to JACOBS on the top rope. Climbing the ropes as well, JASON goes to pick up JACOBS, who begins to counter with some punches to JASON’S ribs. Nearly falling, JASON grabs a hold of JACOBS, sending forearm upon forearm to his back, weakening a slowly standing JACOBS. Grabbing a hold of JACOBS, JASON takes a deep breath before leaping from the top rope… TORNADO LEG DROP!!! TORNADO LEG DROP ON JACOBS!!! Both men hit the mat hard, JASON flipping to his stomach while holding his back in pain, JACOBS completely out on the canvas! Both men lay completely motionless in the ring, the ref checking on both before finally going onto a 10 count! 1… 2… 3… both men are still motionless… 4… 5… JASON slowly starts to stir… 6… 7… 8… JASON slowly turns over, his body moving over JACOBS. The ref slides down, going for the pin! ONE!! TWO!!! THREE!!!
STILL CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION:
Lord Of The Ring continues, and STEVE SAYORS is on his game, standing next to XWF’s former World champion backstage. I’m talking old-school 1989 WWF ninja style. The Cult Icon is chin-high, dressed for a special night with an ace of spades belt buckle and a giant, plush fur coat. That’s right, SHAWN CHRISTOPHER says "F*** PETA." Hardcore. SAYORS is speechless for a moment, either by the presence of the man or by his somewhat ridiculous outfit. And oh yes, the pony tail has returned, bobbing angrily, directly on the top of his head.
SAYORS: The wait is finally over, SHAWN. In just a matter of minutes, you’ll be stepping into the ring with BIGG RIGG, for the World title. He’s bigger, he’s stronger, and he’s - -
CHRISTOPHER: Hold it right there, plebe! This peasant is definitely NOT stronger than I am!
SAYORS: Well, I suppose that’s debatable…
CHRISTOPHER: Nor is he bigger!
Yes, SHAWN has brought his case of dementia with him.
SAYORS: Okaaay.. well, many are calling you the underdog despite your track record here. Tonight, you're fighting for honor, respect, and redemption.
SHAWN smirks a bit, before looking into the camera.
CHRISTOPHER: You know, I could say something cute or witty.. but the time for that has passed. See tonight, the Cult Icon takes aim one more time, at BIGG RIGG. I'm fighting for something very important. More important than the World title. More important than silencing the critics. I'm fighting for the evolution of professional wrestling, and the evolution of the XWF. So if you support me, then I thank you as I'll need your support tonight, more than ever. And if you're not a fan of mine, then I promise, you soon will be. I am SHAWN CHRISTOPHER. I am the CULT ICON. And I am the future of professional wrestling. And tonight BIGG RIGG... you're gonna find out why, when I'm the last.. man.. standing.
And with those words, SHAWN CHRISTOPHER winks, and walks off ready for his upcoming war. His supporters in the crowd, already chanting his name.
Back in the arena, a briefcase hovers over the ring, signaling the start of the ladder match for the ownership of the XWF..
"Heaven" by Los Lonely Boyz hits on the PA System as the letters “HHH” appear on the X-Tron. "The XWF Owner" HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD then comes out to the stage with his barbed wire bat in hand. He then runs to the ring under the bottom rope as fireworks go off on the turnbuckles. He drops the bat and climbs up top to a rope and holds his hands up. The crowd boo loudly, but HARDHEAD dismisses them with a wave of his hand and stands ready for ERIC ANDERSON. ERIC ANDERSON walks out to the music of 'Bad Boys Bad Boys' and walks down towards the ring. As he walks down the ramps, pyro shoots up after he walks past each launcher. He walks around the ring once and vaults himself over the ropes into the ring. He walks around the inside of the ring, rolling his arms and then he rests against the corner pole. They stare each other down and then get up in each others faces, intending to intimidate the other. HARDHEAD looks away for a second and ANDERSON strikes with a hard blow to the head of HARDHEAD. He stumbles backwards into the ropes and ANDERSON runs at him with a clothesline sending HARDHEAD over the top rope onto the ladder which is on the mat outside the ring.. HARDHEAD stares up at ANDERSON, looking slightly worried. The ex-prisoner is showing no signs of ring rust. HARDHEAD stands up, picks up the ladder and enters the ring. They lock up as HARDHEAD drops the ladder and uses his weight advantage to push ANDERSON into the corner, driving his elbow into the throat of ANDERSON. The ref splits it up as HARDHEAD glares at him, signaling if he was to get in the way he would get fired. HARDHEAD Irish whips ANDERSON into the opposite corner, and charges after him colliding as the crunch of bone on bone drifts around the arena. HARDHEAD drags ANDERSON away from the corner, but ANDERSON kicks HARDHEAD in the gut and performs a DDT right onto the ladder! He stands up, bounces off the ropes, jumps and lands knee first on the neck of HARDHEAD. HARDHEAD gets to his feet and stumbles back.. ANDERSON turns back around to look at HARDHEAD, who delivers a deadly Big Boot. HARDHEAD then goes a leg drop onto ANDERSON’S face and he taunts the crowd, who boo loudly at his cockiness. HARDHEAD is getting ready for the Spear!! ANDERSON slowly turns around again and is hit like a train in the sternum. HARDHEAD raises his arms as though he had already won the match. HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD is still going to run XWF!! This place is now officially dead! HARDHEAD begins to climb the ladder! He gets to the first rung, then the second.. WHAT THE?!! HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD is being lifted from the ground, as though he was levitating!! Someone has been dropped down from the ceiling and is lifting HARDHEAD up by his feet which are placed under the arm pits of the XWF Owner!! HARDHEAD struggles and struggles, but they are now a good 30 feet above the ring now. And slowly, inch by inch, HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD begins to slip off of the mystery mans feet, as finally is let go of and he come crashing down onto the steel ladder, right next to ANDERSON!! HOLY S***!! THE XWF OWNER HAS JUST BEEN DROPPED 30 FEET ONTO A LADDER!! He is completely out cold. ANDERSON sees his opportunity and sets the ladder up. He struggles to get up, but the mystery man swoops down yet again and GRABS ANDERSON under his arms! ANDERSON is lifted upwards as well, but he is lightly placed at the top of the ladder! ANDERSON grabs the briefcase! He unhooks it and holds it up high!!
NEW XWF OWNER
vs.
- - Ladder Match - -
For HARDHEAD's ownership of the XWF
ERIC ANDERSON IS THE NEW OWNER OF XWF!! He celebrates as the crowd go mental, they have gotten rid of the virus which was HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD! But what’s this? As ERIC descends the ladder, the man who helped ANDERSON win is now being lowered into the ring. He is wearing a black mask. ANDERSON stares at him, as the man reaches up suspensfully and slowly pulls away the mask…
ANDERSON grabs a mic.
ANDERSON: STANTON, I don’t know how I can thank you enough. You have just saved the whole of the XWF from extinction. Impact is all yours if you want it back!
STANTON: I appreciate that, but to start with, you can stop calling me STANTON. PETER STANTON is just a shell of former business and professional name. I am here in XWF, not to get back my job as IMPACT General Manager, but as a superstar. So say goodbye to PETER STANTON, and say WELCOME BACK to…
IRON BULL!! The crowd goes wild at this announcement! IRON BULL hasn’t been seen in this federation for nearly a year, and he was here all along but as someone else!
IRON BULL: One way you can thank me, is by giving me a shot at the title which is rightfully mine. It was stolen off me by a cheat and a liar. I want a shot at the HART CHAMPIONSHIP!
ANDERSON ponders this for a moment as he makes his mind up.
ANDERSON: I think we can stretch to that. It’s yours.
The crowd cheer and applaud as we see IRON BULL acknowledging the crowd and ANDERSON leaves the ring.
PETER STANTON!!
The former IMPACT General Manager has helped ANDERSON, and in turn has saved XWF from near destruction! ANDERSON shakes STANTON’S hand and they both raise their arms up, signaling the new beginning for XWF. The crowd goes nuts!
vs.
- - Last Man Standing Match - -
BIGG RIGG starts to walk out to the ring. He’s obviously concerned that he has two matches tonight, and gets into the ring gingerly, trying not to injure anything more. He takes the robe off as the lights dim and blue strobe lights begin to go off to the entrance. “Blue Orchid” by The White Stripes hits as the fans EXPLODE! CHRISTOPHER walks out wearing what looks to be some sort of golf attire…polo shirt, khaki pants. He’s also limping, and there’s still a Band-Aid above his left eye. He rolls into the ring, and the two circle each other. The bell rings and the two immediately tie up. CHRISTOPHER forces RIGG down to the ground and jumps on him, and begins to pound into his head. RIGG fights back with a few shots of his own, and finally is able to force CHRISTOPHER off of him. RIGG slowly gets up, and CHRISTOPHER charges at him. RIGG knocks him down with a clothesline, and CHRISTOPHER smacks the ground hard. CHRISTOPHER holds his neck with one hand, and his back with the other. Both of these men are obviously still feeling their injuries from last week! RIGG drops a fist into the face of CHRISTOPHER, and CHRISTOPHER tries his best to roll out of the ring. He pulls himself up by the ring ropes and stands up on the apron outside the ring. RIGG tries to elbow CHRISTOPHER in the face, but CHRISTOPHER ducks and knees RIGG in the back. RIGG yelps in pain and grabs his back, as CHRISTOPHER flips over the ropes and takes RIGG down with a bulldog. CHRISTOPHER slowly gets up, and gives RIGG a quick shot to the ribs. CHRISTOPHER stands back, seeing if RIGG is ready to give up. The ref counts 1…2…3…4…RIGG gets up, and is still ready to fight. CHRISTOPHER goes for a clothesline, but RIGG counters and takes CHRISTOPHER down with a neck breaker. CHRISTOPHER falls down to the ground, as RIGG slowly gets up. He crawls out of the ring as CHRISTOPHER slowly gets up. RIGG tries to regain himself, but CHRISTOPHER runs and knocks RIGG down with a baseball slide. RIGG goes down as CHRISTOPHER gets out of the ring. CHRISTOPHER picks up RIGG and tosses him chest first into the barricade. The ref begins to count RIGG down as CHRISTOPHER rolls into the ring and stands there, regaining himself. RIGG stands after an 8 count, and he circles the ring, trying to regain himself as well.
CHRISTOPHER stands in the center of the ring, waiting for RIGG to crawl in and pounce on him, as RIGG looks for another way in. He begins to climb the steel steps and walks over on the apron. CHRISTOPHER waves RIGG in, and RIGG gets into the ring. The two of them wait, and RIGG immediately begins to strike. He goes for a clothesline, but CHRISTOPHER ducks. RIGG immediately dropkicks CHRISTOPHER in the back of the knees and CHRISTOPHER goes down onto his knees. RIGG bounces off the ropes and knees CHRISTOPHER in the face. CHRISTOPHER rolls onto the mat and RIGG jumps into the air and hits CHRISTOPHER with a splash. The air gets sucked right out of CHRISTOPHER, as RIGG stands back up and picks CHRISTOPHER up. He takes CHRISTOPHER and tosses him shoulder first into the ring post. CHRISTOPHER backs out of the corner, holding his neck. He turns around and gets met with a dropkick by RIGG. He takes CHRISTOPHER and drags him to the apron. He rolls out of the ring and begins to get in shoulder shots onto CHRISTOPHER’S head. He’s trying as much as he can to wrench CHRISTOPHER’S neck. He grabs CHRISTOPHER’S head and begins to pull down on it. CHRISTOPHER screams in pain as the crowd begin to stomp there feet and clap there hands, trying to get CHRISTOPHER pumped. CHRISTOPHER reaches behind him and finds RIGG’S head. He takes RIGG’S head and smashes it off the apron. RIGG stumbles back, holding his head. CHRISTOPHER scoots forward and tries to get fully back into the ring. RIGG goes to punch CHRISTOPHER, but gets the ring apron instead. CHRISTOPHER pulls himself up by the ring ropes, and uses the ropes to propel his legs into the face of BIGG RIGG. CHRISTOPHER sits RIGG up in a sitting position, and then grabs his arms. He places his knee into the back of RIGG, and begins to pull back on RIGG’S arms. RIGG, obviously still felling back pain, screams and writhes in pain. RIGG can’t seem to find a way out of it, and taps the ground with his foot. CHRISTOPHER lets go of the hold, and calls the ref to start counting RIGG down. RIGG rolls under the ring, and the ref stops the count, confused to where RIGG went. CHRISTOPHER bends down, looking for RIGG, when a steel pipe comes crashing down onto the head of CHRISTOPHER. CHRISTOPHER collapses to the ground as RIGG comes out, holding a led pipe. He sits CHRISTOPHER up in the sitting position and places the led pipe behind CHRISTOPHER’S neck. RIGG begins to pull down on CHRISTOPHER’S head, his neck stretching out over that lead pipe. CHRISTOPHER screams out in pain and taps the ground in pain. RIGG gets up with his hands in the air, telling the ref to count him down. The ref begins to count 1…2…3…the crowd screams for CHRISTOPHER to stand back up, but CHRISTOPHER is hardly moving. 4…5…CHRISTOPHER begins to sit and reach for the ring apron. 6…7…8.. CHRISTOPHER starts pulling himself up. 9…TE…CHRISTOPHER pulled himself up! RIGG raises his arms into the air, thinking he won, but CHRISTOPHER clearly got up before the ten count! RIGG begins to jump around, still thinking he won. CHRISTOPHER rubs his hand on the back of his head, and he brings it forward, seeing his own blood on his hand. CHRISTOPHER gets a look of rage in his eyes as he picks up the lead pipe. He runs over and SMASHES the lead pipe into the back of RIGG’S head. RIGG falls off the barricade and into the crowd. He goes down hard, and CHRISTOPHER hops over the barricade, picks RIGG up, and tosses him back over the other side of the barricade.
CHRISTOPHER steps over the barricade, as RIGG slowly begins to get up. CHRISTOPHER kicks RIGG in the back, making him fall right back down. He grabs RIGG by the shirt collar and drags him over to the commentary table. CHRISTOPHER gets in a few more shots to RIGG and then tosses him onto the table. CHRISTOPHER hops up on the table as well, and picks RIGG up by the hair. CHRISTOPHER sets up RIGG and nails him with a powerbomb through the table! The fans go nuts as the table collapses and both men fall to the ground! The ref begins to count 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10!! What? Neither man stood before the 10 count! Who won?
Suddenly…
New owner ERIC ANDERSON comes out to the ring! The new owner walks out to the ring and says something into the ear of the referee. The ref nods.
REFEREE: Ladies and gentlemen, under the orders of the owner of the XWF.. Since neither man stood before the count of ten, the match will now be decided by pinfall!
The crowd goes wild as ANDERSON begins to walk back. Both men slowly get up, very gingerly. CHRISTOPHER gets up first and knees RIGG in the chest. RIGG bends over and holds his ribs. CHRISTOPHER sets RIGG up for a DDT, but RIGG reaches down and punches CHRISTOPHER in the crotch! CHRISTOPHER lets out a yelp and falls to his knees. RIGG walks over to where the commentators were sitting, and grabs one of the chairs. He walks over to CHRISTOPHER, who’s still on his knees, and SMASHES the chair right into the face of CHRISTOPHER. CHRISTOPHER falls into a heap, as RIGG throws the chair down. RIGG, instead of pinning, decides to roll into the ring and lean on the ring ropes, hoping to regain some energy.
CHRISTOPHER slowly begins to get up on the outside. RIGG shakes his head and rolls out of the ring. He grabs CHRISTOPHER, who now has blood running out from underneath the Band-Aid he had on, and tosses him into the ring post. CHRISTOPHER narrowly avoids the ring post and hops up on the barricade. RIGG stands confused, as CHRISTOPHER begins to walk on the barricade. CHRISTOPHER jumps off the barricade and RIGG charges at him. CHRISTOPHER spins 360 degrees, and RIGG completely misses him. RIGG comes back at CHRISTOPHER, and CHRISTOPHER gives him a swift kick in the stomach. RIGG doubles over, holding his chest as CHRISTOPHER grabs the same chair RIGG smacked him with and completely DESTROYS RIGG with it. The fans go nuts as RIGG flies backwards and falls cold onto the ground. CHRISTOPHER picks RIGG back up, and we see RIGG now really starting to bleed. CHRISTOPHER takes RIGG and tosses him into the turnbuckle. RIGG’S head bounces off the post and RIGG falls to the ground. He’s obviously had enough, but it seems CHRISTOPHER hasn’t. CHRISTOPHER grabs that chair again, picks RIGG up, and DDT’s RIGG into the chair. RIGG’S head bounces off the chair, and he is completely out. CHRISTOPHER picks RIGG up and tosses him into the ring. He rolls RIGG into the center, and as he does he leaves a trail of blood that is coming from RIGG’s head. CHRISTOPHER climbs the ring post, and LEAPS OFF, hitting RIGG with a Shooting Star Press!! He covers 1… 2… THREE!
NEW WORLD CHAMPION:
Backstage, KITTEN is walking around, moving from a door and closing it behind herself. Looking from one direction, to the next, KITTEN decides to choose a direction and starts moving that way.
There she is!
KITTEN suddenly turns around, confused in seeing there are three police officers from the St. Louis P.D. heading her way! She simply stands there, looking at the three of them when she hears footsteps behind herself. Turning to look in that direction, two more police officers were heading directly at her. She only blinks, face slack from not holding a single ounce of emotion.
OFFICER: Lillith Groves?
KITTEN: The one and only.
She gives them a friendly, though obviously not too innocent smile. The officer that spoke to her took a step forward, producing carefully from behind himself a pair of handcuffs. KITTEN at the sight of them does take a step back; almost backing up into the officers that came from the opposite direction.
KITTEN: What is this about?
OFFICER: We need you to come down to the station with us. We need to ask you a few questions about something that happened at your home.
KITTEN: My home? Was it broke into?
The officer looks at KITTEN for few seconds, expression being next to nothing while KITTEN herself was still playing the innocent smile that didn’t mesh well with the situation at hand.
OFFICER: An attempted homicide took place at your home, Miss Groves. We simply want to escort you down to our station so a few questions can be asked.
KITTEN: Do you have a warrant for my arrest?
OFFICER: We don’t need one.
KITTEN laughs at that, simply shaking her head, her body completely relaxed.
KITTEN: Them, I’m not going anywhere.
OFFICER: You’ll be going down to the police station, one way or another. There is probable cause to show that you’re a suspect in a homicide attempt. That’s enough alone to arrest you on the spot. Not to mention, you’re resisting orders from a police officer.
KITTEN: Big words. Fine, whatever. I’ll go. Let’s get this over with. No cuffs, though.
OFFICER: Cuffs.
KITTEN stares at him, as he walked behind KITTEN. She didn’t say anything, not even as the OFFICER touched her arm to pull it behind her back to cuff her. One of the others moves to be in front of KITTEN, quickly reading her, her rights. Just as the OFFICER goes to cuff the second hand, however, KITTEN out of no where sends her head lunging forward, almost hitting the officer in the nose! The officer stumbles back out of the way, eyes wide at the sudden attack! The OFFICER cuffing her begins to move quicker, she struggling against him! He finally gets her other hand cuffed, the commotion drawing minor attention to the hallway!
OFFICER: GET HER OUT OF HERE BEFORE SHE BREAKS SOMEONE’S NOSE!
KITTEN growls low in her throat at the OFFICER that cuffed her, They pulling her along, taking her down the hallway that leads outside, more than likely to where a car is waiting! Everyone moves out of the way except for one man. Grinning his arrogant, egotistical grin, JASON MUDD stays standing right beside the door where a coke machine sat, having a bottle of water in hand, the Cruiserweight Championship over his shoulder. KITTEN seeing JASON MUDD standing there forces the officers to stop the struggle, they still pulling while JASON looks at KITTEN, a grin on his face. She grows a grin on her own face for a few seconds before JASON simply toasts the bottle of water in KITTEN’S direction, taking another drink! With that, the officers get the upper hand, dragging her out of the building and to their awaiting car! As the door closes, everyone looks on in silence, while JASON MUDD only grins, readjusting the champion strap across his shoulder. Turning and walking away from the door, past everyone that had witnessed the arrest of KITTEN, JASON casually sings an old song.
JASON MUDD: What’s new pussy cat? Woah-wa-woah-wa-woah.
vs.
- - Strap Match - -
“Forget to Remember” by Mudvayne begins playing as the lights dim to different shades of blue. Smoke begins filling up the top of the stage as BRAD PIERCE steps out from behind the curtains. As the smoke clears, BRAD beams down cockily as he extends his arms out and circles around at the top of the stage posing. Dropping his arms, he begins making his way down the ramp. Spotlights begin spinning around up in the rafters a dark blue and silver as he climbs up onto the apron and stands up at the turnbuckle. With one final pose, he leaps over the ropes and lands on the inside of the ring. The lights turn purple and smoke fills up the aisle. "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack comes on over the PA and out comes the ArchAngel. He points his arms out with one finger pointing. He rips off the Guy Fawkes mask. ArchAngel walks through the smoke and climbs onto the apron where he poses again before getting into the ring. The ref begins to explain the rules to the competitors and connects the leather strap to both DANIEL MALCOLM and BRAD PIERCE. The bell rings and the two men begin to circle each other, 5 feet apart. BRAD lunges at MALCOLM who dodges. BRAD gets to his feet quickly, but MALCOLM yanks the rope sharply upwards and BRAD hits himself in the face rather comically. MALCOLM laughs, but his laugh is suddenly killed as BRAD tugs on the rope, causing MALCOLM to stumble forwards into a clothesline. BRAD then wraps the leather strap around MALCOLM’s neck and pulls hard, chocking the life out of MALCOLM. BRAD is pulling with all his might, as MALCOLM goes purple in the face. The ref attempts to intervene, but BRAD kicks him away and continues. After two more seconds, MALCOLM’S eyes rolls into the back of his head. BRAD looks satisfied as he drags MALCOLM to……
ONE CORNER!
TWO CORNERS!!
But as he goes for the third, MALCOLM grabs the foot of BRAD and lifts it up, causing him to fall face first into the ground. MALCOLM then stands up and climbs out of the ring and onto the edge of the apron. The leather strap is currently resting on the top rope, as MALCOLM jumps down and BRAD’S face goes bouncing off the ropes and onto the floor. MALCOLM drags BRAD out of the ring and begins stamping on his head, blow after blow, crunch after crunch. We see a small pool of blood and we see BRAD’S nose is busted wide open. It looks majorly broken as MALCOLM picks up BRAD and drives him face first into the steel pole of the ring. BRAD collapses in a heap. It looks like he’s done for! MALCOLM isn’t finished though as he wraps the leather strap around the face of BRAD, placing it mainly on his nose and pulls like BRAD did to MALCOLM. Blood splatters everywhere as BRAD howls in pain. MALCOLM has a look of evil upon his features as he pulls harder until he loses his grip. As a last gasp hope, BRAD performs a low blow! MALCOLM holds his crotch painfully, looking like he’s about to throw up. BRAD gets on his knees and crawls through MALCOLM’S legs. Then with a bitter haul of the strap, lifts it so that MALCOLM is levitating, the strap supporting him but at the same time crushing his family jewels. MALCOLM screams in pain as BRAD lifts it higher and higher, more and more pressure being applied. Without warning, MALCOLM pukes on the floor, slightly mixed with the crimson blood. It’s a disgusting sight. BRAD lets go of the strap, and MALCOLM steps over it, as BRAD drop kicks MALCOLM in the stomach so he goes crashing into the announcers table. BRAD stands upon the table and heaves MALCOLM onto it as well. BRAD puts MALCOLM’S head into between his legs, signaling a Piledriver! NO! He can’t do that!! But as he attempts it, MALCOLM lifts BRAD over his head and sends him crashing face first into the crowd barrier. He falls into the crowd and MALCOLM is dragged along with him. They begin to brawl, throwing punches here and there, kick, punch, kick, punch! Then MALCOLM DDT’s BRAD right onto the concrete floor! More blood spills from the nose of BRAD as he groggily spits out more blood. MALCOLM drags BRAD to the steel barrier and begins to grind his face upon it, leaving blood trails along, his forehead now covered in blood. MALCOLM steps over the railings and BRAD bangs his head as he falls over them. MALCOLM goes to smash BRADS face against the metal steps, but BRAD stops him and kicks him in the sternum, the bringing MALCOLM’S head down onto the steps. With a thud and a crack, it bounces off and a large lump forms right between his eyes. BRAD enters the ring begins choking MALCOLM with the strap again. Once again, MALCOLM’S eyes roll into his head and BRAD begins the touching of the 4 corners!
ONE CORNER
TWO CORNERS!
THREE CORNERS!!
But MALCOLM has low blowed BRAD!! BRAD falls to the ground and MALCOLM kicks him in the face. BRAD spits out a tooth and low blows MALCOLM straight back! MALCOLM looks sick again, and BRAD drives his knee into the stomach of MALCOLM, causing him to throw up once again, all over BRADS back. BRAD looks horrified as he claws at MALCOLM’s eyes. Partially blind, MALCOLM stumbles to the ropes, only to be dragged back and…FULL NELSON FACEBUSTER! BRAD senses the end is near as he stands on MALCOLM’S back…..FADE TO BLACK!! THE FADE TO BLACK IS LOCKED IN!!! Submissions do not count in this match, but they are damn effective! BRAD keeps applying more and more pressure, until MALCOLM taps out, but keeps on going and going. MALCOLM spits up a mixture of blood and vomit, as BRAD thinks his work is done.
BRAD picks up MALCOLM’S lifeless body, lifts him onto his shoulders and stumbles around the ring, attempting to reach the turnbuckles.
ONE CORNER!
TWO CORNERS!!
MALCOLM begins to stir!!
THREE CORNERS!!!
MALCOLM drops from BRAD’S shoulders, but inadvertently pushes BRAD into the fourth turnbuckle!! BRAD PIERCE HAS WON AND DEFENDED THE UNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP! DANIEL MALCOLM looks distraught.
STILL UNIVERSAL CHAMPION:
We’re finally here! The main event is ready to begin and, as specifically explained earlier in the night in the rule change by HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD, everyone is already in the ring, ready to go! Everyone is scattered around the ring, cautiously eying their opponents. One small mistake could be the difference between a victory and a devastating defeat. The LORD OF THE RING is what separates the dreamers from the doers and one person will be walking away with a UNIVERSAL TITLE shot!
THE BELL RINGS AND WE’RE UNDERWAY!
MAIN EVENT
As soon as the opening bell rings, utter chaos occurs inside the ring. People are throwing random shots, in hopes of connecting with their adversaries. Bodies are tossed around the ring, but as soon as they hit the mat, they immediately rise again. This is a once a year opportunity and it’s definitely showing! The mass of wrestlers fighting begins to separate into groups and it appears that size is not going to be an advantage this year, as the larger opponents are target to attack from groups of smaller opponents wanting to rid of their larger foes. QC THUG and JASON MUDD team up together on BIGG RIGG, beating him down with closed-fisted shots in the corner of the ring. RIGG pushes QC stiffly, knocking him down to the mat, but JASON returns fire with a brutal uppercut straight to RIGG’s jaw. THUG gets straight up and charges with a high knee that knocks the wind straight out of RIGG’s gut and he drops to the mat holding his belly.
BAM! A wrestler on the other side of the ring hits the arena floor. It’s Ominous! That happened so fast, we can’t even tell who knocked him out, and he’s definitely knocked out cold!
BAM! Now, on the other side of the ring, the lone female, MOLLY LOVE, is crumpled up in a mass on the arena floor! People are going like wildfire early into the match!
BAM! Three’s a charm as the young superstar known as BROCK flies out of the corner of the ring and lands head first on the outside! This match has just begun but people are already being eliminated. And, even though they’re free to enter the ring again, it’s apparent that these three are already two injured to continue.
Back in the ring, MARTEL and TRENT GEIN have broken from the pack and they go head-to-head trading blows. MARTEL quickly gets the upper hand and he barrels the former Universal Champion over with a toe kick to the midsection. MARTEL puts TRENT’s head between his legs, and he’s calling for a piledriver! However, TRENT grabs the back of MARTEL’s legs when he tries to lift up, prevent MARTEL from gaining lift. MARTEL tries a second time, but TRENT blocks again and this time goes on the offensive using his position to flip MARTEL straight over his back and out of the ring! MARTEL gets lucky, though, and somehow is able to land straight on his feet. He boasts to the crowd about his aerobatic move but he spends too much time bragging that he doesn’t even see JASON MUDD come over the top rope with a flipping senton that knocks MARTEL three ways to Saturday! MUDD gets up and brushes himself up but not before mocking the fallen MARTEL. Just goes to show you, one second you make a great move and the next second you’re gone. This is what the LORD OF THE RING is all about, folks!
Back in the ring, CHAD and PAUL ROACH are going against each other, with ROACH having an advantage. CHAD is on the ground while ROACH stomps on him. ROACH continues to stomp until he thinks there is nothing left. When he assumes CHAD is finished he turns around to go but CHAD uses this to his advantage, rolling PAUL ROACH up with a school boy. He doesn’t finish it with a pin, like you would normally see, opting instead to use his position to throw a straight left down straight into ROACH’s face. CHAD now goes on the offensive with his own stomps, totally changing the predicament from just seconds ago.
Hey, hold up!
A voice rings out from the top of the arena ramp. Everyone in the ring turns around and gives their attention to the voice, revealing it to be AIDAN COLLINS. We totally missed him in the shuffle, it appears that he never entered the ring!
AIDAN COLLINS: Yeah, that’s right, I didn’t feel like getting in the ring yet. Why seems like a pretty good question, considering that I’m standing out here right now. Well, you see, the reason why I’m up here is because I didn’t want to get hurt in there…
The wrestlers in the ring look on confused.
AIDAN COLLINS: Okay, let me cut the crap. While I’d love to be out there right now whooping on all of your asses, I made the personal decision to plan out something that’s absolutely genius. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that if I were in there already that you guys would be attacking me out of pure jealousy. Not that I blame you, I’m the freaking man. Still, I didn’t want a bunch of homos to cost me my shot at the Universal Champion so I made sure to call up Home Depot and buy something that’s going to even the playing field. Now, if you losers don’t mind looking up, you’re about to find my “little present”. Don’t let it SHATTER your dreams…
Just as AIDAN finishes talking, something drops from the arena roof and crashes down onto everyone in the ring, exploding into a million pieces! That was a sheet of glass! Everyone is down!
AIDAN COLLINS: And now all I have to do is pick up the pieces. Holy crap, I’m the man.
AIDAN drops the mic and begins his walk down to the ring and by walk, it’s more of a cocky strut. The fans jeer his despicable action but he seems to take pleasure in their boos. He finally makes it to the ring, where he crawls in carefully, trying to avoid cutting himself on the sharp shards still in the ring. When he gets in the ring, he examines the damage and begins to push the most hurt opponents out of the ring. The taller opponents are the most damaged and it makes sense considering they were the ones who took the brunt of the glass’s impact. AIDAN starts pushing them out of the ring. He starts with BIGG RIGG, who appears to be knocked out cold and bleeding directly from the forehead. Next up is SOUL BEARER, who is quickly pushed out of the corner of the ring. He pushes out TRENT GEIN, BLACK DEATH, and ZACH RIZZA, and then stands up satisfied. He gets up on the turnbuckle with a cocky grin on his face and poses for the crowd. He is serenaded with boos. That’s nothing for what he’s about to discover, though.
When AIDAN gets off the turnbuckle, the smile he had on his face fades faster than Milli Vanilli’s career. EVERYONE ELSE IS UP! If there has ever been an “OH CRAP” moment in the history of the XWF for AIDAN COLLINS, this is it. He holds up his hands as if to say “Hey, wait a second”, but he doesn’t get any time before he’s charged by the remaining superstars. They beat him down into the ground for a good minute, unleashing a bevy of stomps and elbow drops. They continue to do so until JASON MUDD gets their attention and starts to direct the action on what to do with AIDAN. Listening to his orders, the rest of the men start to sweep the broken glass in the ring with their feet into a corner of the ring. This takes a moment but when they’re finished, there’s a pile of broken glass about a foot high. JASON MUDD then instructs them to lift and holy AIDAN directly in front of the pile. Again, they listen to the order while JASON takes a step back and then lunges forward… MUDD SHOVEL onto the pile of broken glass! AIDAN feels shards digging deep into his back and he’s unable to control his body as it goes into spasms! MUDD and the rest of the wrestlers push AIDAN and the glass out of the ring, where paramedics quickly attend to the Grand Slam Champion. They also attend the wrestlers which the glass fell on. We get a quick shot of SOUL BEARER, who has A FOOT LONG SHARD OF GLASS LODGED INTO HIS THIGH! It’s bleeding profusely and they quickly put him on stretcher and wheel him out.
Back in the ring, things go right back to being a free for all, just with a smaller number of wrestlers. QC THUG and HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD are going back and forth with blows, HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD gaining a slight advantage. HARDHEAD pushes QC into the corner and then rushes him, delivering a butt bump to his smaller adversary. QC slumps to the ground, but HARDHEAD picks him up and chops him right across the chest. It’s a hard smack, and QC clutches his chest while gritting his teeth. HAWAIIAN picks up QC and goes to throw him out of the ring by the back of his head but QC grabs a hold of the top rope and won’t let go. This frustrates HARDHEAD, and he shakes the ropes to try to get QC off, to no avail. This only opens up HARDHEAD’s back, and he gets chop blocked from behind by… Hey, ZACH RIZZA is back in the ring! RIZZA picks up HARDHEAD and headbutts him in the face and then holds him up in the air, in the electric chair position. QC thug gets off the ropes, takes a step back and then jumps in the air, dropkicking HAWAIIAN off RIZZA’s shoulders and down to the unforgiving arena floor! HARDHEAD better have a hard head because he landed directly on the crown of his head! He’s definitely gone!
On the other side of the ring, PAUL ROACH and CHAD double team on VIOLATOR, pushing him into a corner and pounding away. ROACH brings his boot high into the air and forces it against VIOLATOR’s throat, not allowing him to breath. ROACH does this for a few seconds but not before CHAD turns on him and clotheslines ROACH! ROACH hits the ground and CHAD begins to stomp on him but this totally defeats the entire point of their teamwork, to contain VIOLATOR! VIOLATOR lunges forward and elbows CHAD right in the dome, sending CHAD backwards. VIOLATOR then grabs CHAD and hits him with the INFINITE! He pushes CHAD out of the ring, figuring that he’s done…
ZACH RIZZA is back to full force and has the upper hand over JASON MUDD. He picks up the Cruiserweight Champion and holds him in a headlock while punching him with the other free arm. RIZZA even takes the opportunity to give MUDD some noogies! This doesn’t really accomplish anything, though, and allows MUDD to pick up RIZZA and slam him back down onto the mat! MUDD is furious that he was just embarrassed and kicks RIZZA repeatedly in the ribs as hard as he can. He even steps back and punts RIZZA’s head! RIZZA is completely knocked out by the time the enraged MUDD is done, and MUDD rolls his lifeless body out of the ring. He may of made his return earlier but now it appears that RIZZA is definitely gone.
We see CHAD on the outside of the ring and he’s still moving! He stumbles to his feet, but he goes back towards the ring… Hey, what the hell! Someone in a black ninja outfit just grabbed CHAD and took him into the crowd! CHAD’s gone from the LORD OF THE RING, literally!
QC THUG and PAUL ROACH are now at ends, wailing away on each other with shots of their own. ROACH gets the advantage over his smaller opponent and kicks THUG right in the gut. He then DDT’s THUG right onto the mat! The crowd begins to stir and ROACH thinks it’s for him so he takes a bow. They’re not cheering for him, though, and judging by where they’re looking, we can tell someone is making their way down the entrance ramp.
It’s SOUL BEARER! He has the shard out of his leg but he’s still bleeding profusely! He has a severe limp and his tights are drenched in blood but he isn’t going to let a flesh wound prevent him from getting a Universal Title shot!
SOUL BEARER rolls into the ring and stumbles to his feet. ROACH, who is still celebrating after his DDT, doesn’t even see SOUL BEARER behind him! SOUL BEARER grabs ROACH from behind around the waist and then launches him over the top-rope with a German Suplex! ROACH does a full backflip onto his chest on the ground and you can safely assume that he’s gone!
We’re down to the final four! QC THUG gets up from the mat holding his head from the DDT but he’s made it this far, a valiant effort from the young star! SOUL BEARER stands up near him, still bleeding but unwilling to quit! Meanwhile, JASON MUDD is still enraged from earlier, and you can see the determination to win in his eyes. Lastly, in the corner, VIOLATOR looks menacing as ever! They all stand for a second, getting a breath… But then it’s on!
MUDD tackles VIOLATOR to the ground and tries to land a quick punch from above, but VIOLATOR rolls away and MUDD connects with nothing but mat. He quickly pulls his hand back in pain, and VIOLATOR turtle kicks him from the ground. MUDD stumbles backwards and VIOLATOR gets to his feet. VIOLATOR swings a wild right hand in MUDD’s direction, but misses, giving MUDD room to jump in the air and enzigiuri VIOLATOR to the back of the head!
SOUL BEARER has QC THUG in the corner of the ring, choking him with his hands. QC flails desperately but is unable to force SOUL BEARER from releasing his grip. QC THUG nearly passes out, but makes one final effort and kicks BEARER right in the wounded thigh! SOUL BEARER releases his hold and lets out a pain-filled roar that you could probably hear from outside the arena! QC uses this as his opening and begins to chops SOUL BEARER across the chest as fast as he can. He hits SOUL BEARER a good thirty times and thinks he’s doing well… When SOUL BEARER stands up straight and looks him straight in the eye! THUG realizes he’s in a world of trouble and tries to continue with his chops, but SOUL BEARER grabs him by the throat and lifts him into the air! He holds QC for five seconds, the carries him to the side of the ring. SOUL BEARER chokeslams QC THUG out of the ring! Oh my Lord of the Ring! QC is gone and we’re down to three!
MUDD and VIOLATOR continue to wage war, but SOUL BEARER quickly joins the mix and knocks them both down with a double clothesline! SOUL BEARER picks up VIOLATOR and puts him over his shoulder. He brings him to the ropes and tries to throw him over but VIOLATOR pokes SOUL BEARER in the eye and BEARER lets him down from his grips. VIOLATOR has an opportunity and he kicks SOUL BEARER right in his wound from before! And again! And again! SOUL BEARER drops to the mat and clutches his injured leg. JASON MUDD gets up from the ground and eyes VIOLATOR but they put their differences aside for a second and pick up SOUL BEARER together! They try to push him over the top rope but only get him half way before he can grab onto the top rope. VIOLATOR keeps his hold while MUDD releases his. MUDD then runs to the other side of the ring, bounces off the rope and tackles VIOLATOR from behind… taking them all to the arena floor! No one is left in the ring; the first one to get back in the ring will be our winner!
VIOLATOR is the first to his feet on the outside and he tries to crawl into the ring, but JASON MUDD grabs him and throws him into the crowd over the barricade! He goes for the ring himself but when he walks over SOUL BEARER, SOUL BEARER sweeps his legs from underneath him and he goes down hard to the arena floor! SOUL BEARER now goes for his shot, but his leg is too hurt and he can’t get off the floor! He does his best to pull himself up by the ring apron but it’s too no avail, he’s too injured! MUDD gets up off the arena floor enraged. He doesn’t even care about getting into the ring while he can, and he goes underneath the ring to pull out a fire hydrant! He points the nozzle at SOUL BEARER’s open wound and sprays the foam right into his gash! The pain is unbearable for SOUL BEARER and he thrashes around the floor! He’s not going to be able to recover from this!
At this point, JASON MUDD does attempt to get back in the ring, but VIOLATOR comes out from the crowd and tackles him into the ring apron! MUDD doesn’t go down, holding onto the bottom rope of the ring. VIOLATOR throws a punch forward and hits MUDD right in the jaw but, once again, MUDD won’t go down! VIOLATOR gets sick of fooling around and reaches forward, grabbing MUDD by the neck. This causes MUDD to let go of his grab on the rope. VIOLATOR holds MUDD into the air and shakes him violently. He drops MUDD to the floor and tries to make his way into the ring, but MUDD grabs a hold of his leg and won’t let go! VIOLATOR tries to shake him off but is unable to do so, so he drops to a knee and tries to connect with a punch. MUDD grabs his hand and bites it! VIOLATOR fights to his feet, while MUDD does as well, continuing to gnaw on VIOLATOR’s fingers! VIOLATOR throws a wild punch that goes over MUDD’s head, and it gives MUDD time to hit a spinning neck breaker! VIOLATOR is down! SOUL BEARER slowly makes his way back in to the ring, almost unnoticed as JASON MUDD crawls into the ring on the other side! TWO MEN ARE IN THE RING!! MUDD gets to his feet against the ropes, and Soul Bearer runs at him charges at him with everything he’s got!! MUDD DUCKS, BEARER GOES OVER THE ROPES!! MUDD WINS!
No!! SOUL BEARER HELD ON! He climbs the top rope, flies off nailing MUDD with a bulldog! He picks MUDD up, but MUDD reverses and tosses SOUL BEARER over the top rope, this time!...... NO!!!! SOUL BEARER HELD ON AGAIN! MUDD goes after him, but is dragged out on the apron. They're battling on the outside of the ropes! Punch after punch, KICK AFTER KICK! MUDD kicks SOUL BEARER IN THE GUT! He goes for a DDT... NO! SOUL BEARER just raked JASON across the eyes! Oh my God...
JASON is blinded. There’s blood coming from under his hands covering his face.
SUPERKICK! SUPERKICK! THE BLINDED MUDD FALLS BACKWARDS! He instinctively goes to grab the bottom rope and gets it, AND IS ABLE TO GRAB THE FOOT OF SOUL BEARER! They both fall.... They're calling for the bell!........ SOUL BEARER'S HAND IS RAISED! ONLY ONE OF HIS FEET HIT THE FLOOR, BOTH OF MUDD'S HIT! SOUL BEARER HAS WON IT!
- - 16-Man LORD OF THE RING Battle Royal- -