Thursday Night Inferno


:~:A commercial finishes and then the screen goes black.. The ICWF logo flashes and then you see a white-hot fire at the bottom of your screen slowly coming up.. a few seconds later all you see is an inferno, and it seems as if your screen has erupted into flames.. then through the middle of the firewall you have 3 words come at you like fireballs, one after the other.. First it's Saturday then Night then Inferno... when the word Inferno explodes in the screen the fire clears and the SNI intro begins to play.. As the song plays, clips of today’s ICWF superstars in action are shown.. After it finishes fire gets started again and eats up the screen then goes out just like that leaving the words: "Saturday Night Inferno" in the middle of the screen with fire burning on the top of them.. The screen fades to black and then the sounds of fans screaming and cheering is heard as the screen fades back in to show the inside of Arena-Auditorium located in Laramie, Wyoming… Host of tonight’s Thursday Night Inferno! The camera pans all over the place to show us that the Arena is packed with thousands of fans cheering loudly and waving their signs, hoping the camera gets a glimpse of it. Fire works go off in the main entrance, in the four corners of the ring and above the Insane-A-Tron. After the great light show, the camera switches to ring side where we see five of ICWF favorites, Miller, Paco, Burner, Huss Tlafolif and Mr. Smith. Miller speaks:~:

Miller: Welcome fans to the first ever Thursday Night Inferno, and welcome to this very special edition of it. Tonight, while the folks here in the arena get entertained by local hopefuls and other wrestlers hoping to get into the ICWF…. You at home will get treated to some of the best matches in the history of the Master of the Mat tournament… Now unfortunately, we cannot show you any of the finals because as you know, they are over an hour long.. But we will show you some of the best matches leading up to those… but before we get to that and into talking about Masters of the Mat Five, let me welcome the great panel I have with me tonight! They will be discussing with me this weekend’s PPV, one that promises to be a very good one. First and foremost, here is Paco!

Paco: HELLO MY GENTE! I am so glad that I get to talk to more people tonight than just that loop hole known as you Miller! My boys Huss and Burner are here.. this is going to be fun!

Miller: The hell you calling me a loop hole for? What’s that suppose to mean? Never mind, don’t answer that.. Along with us also is, Burner..

Burner: Duuuuude!

Miller: Uh, right back at you…. Dude… Mr. Huss Tlafolif is also with us…

Huss: Yeah that’s right.. Call me Mister you damn cracka! You know you calling me mister cuz your scared.. you scared you punk bitch! What!?! WHAT!?

Miller: Uh, calm down… dawg… uh.. .and last but definitely not least, he is my buddy, my pal… Mr. Smith!

Mr. Smith: Hello Mr. Miller, glad to be here along with you and well, the rest of these losers… Miller, I don’t know why you take their crap.. Fight back! Fight back!

Paco: Oh shut the f’k you clam chowder!

Mr. Smith: Blow me little taquito!!

Miller: Guys, guys, please! Lets talk about Masters of the Mat Five… We have the tournament, plus two title matches.. You guys want to tackle the title matches first?

Paco: Whatever ese…

Burner: huh?

Huss: Bring it on cracka..

Mr. Smith: Sure.

Miller: Uh, ok… well the first title match of the PPV is for the vacant North American Title. This was the title being held by Josh Allen before he won the World Heavyweight Championship. Killa Kali would have kept that title, except he was hurt thus unable to compete. He would have gotten at return match here at Masters of the Mat, but again, the injury is keeping him out so no re-match, no North American Title. Instead, two of the guys that didn’t make the cut for the Masters of the Mat Tournament, will fight for it. Harvey Danger and Talon. Paco, your thoughts…

Paco: You forgot the most important fact in all that rambling you did… You forgot to mention that this match up is inside a Hell in a Cell! I can’t wait to see it, specially because I know Talon will whip Danger’s ass all over that cell!

Miller: So Paco gives Danger no chance. No surprise there. Burner…?

Burner: Hell in a Cell rules…!

Miller: Yes they do… Is that it? Ok, wow, very insightful there… Huss?

Huss: What? You want me to give you an opinion on a match that has a couple of unworthy crackas going at it? The hell is wrong with you? What I want to know is, how come not one single black man got a shot at the North American Title?

Miller: Burner, I don’t know if you have looked around lately… But uh, we don’t have any black wrestlers left available! Killa Kali is hurt and Reggie Savage has disappeared!

Huss: Right, disappeared.. Don’t tell me the white man didn’t have anything to do with it!!

Miller: What white man!?!

Huss: You know, the man!

Miller: What man!?!

Huss: ODJ!!!

Miller: ODJ?!?! ODJ is not white!!

Huss: What?! He’s not..?! Well shit.

Miller: (smacks forehead) Mr. Smith, could you save us here?

Mr. Smith: Oh without a doubt… Let me first say that while Danger and Talon did not make the cut for the Masters of the Mat, they still got a sweet deal, getting a title shot. They are very young, and have young ICWF careers.. I’m sure that by the time the next Masters of the Mat rolls around, they will be in it.. If they haven’t won the World Title yet, which I doubt. Both of these guys got potential. Now as far as this match go.. Talon has looked unstoppable since joining while Danger has had his ups and downs. He’s young like I said, so I’m sure he’ll get better as time goes by and I actually, if I can give a prediction here, see him pulling off the win. I think Talon will finally hit a bump in the road in the form of Danger.

Miller: Thank you! That was quite exquisite!

Paco: What the f’k ever…

Burner: HIAC rules…

Huss: I can’t believe ODJ is not white…

Miller: Fans, we’re going to take a commercial break but when we return, we’ll have the first match up of the night.

:~:The show fades to commercial. :~:


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:~:The show comes back on the air and somewhere in the back, a foggy mirror is marked with red lipstick - FTF. A moment of history pauses, but suddenly a hand with a towel wipes away the writing. As the steam of the room hits the mirror, it fogs up, and a the index finger of a man scribbles the letters "H ... O ... P" onto the mirror. The fans inside the arena cheer loudly.:~:

Paco: Whoever wrote that clearly does not know how to spell "FTF" very well! Those letters aren't even close!

Miller: Paco, that's because we have seen the downfall! The downfall has sprung into action!

Huss: Psh, what? The downfall of what? FTF still rules this mutha!

Miller: Of FTF! And with that, we now see the rise ...

Paco: Of who? Who already?! Don't tell me you mean ...

Mr. Smith: Yes, Yes he does ...

Paco: No .. Not ... not ...!!!

:~:BOOM! The stage explodes with sparks and "Numb" by Linkin Park over takes the crowd as they jump to their feet and scream. The letters "H.O.P." bring curses from Paco's mouth as the spotlights stop and focus on the stage. There, Kevin Heat and Josh Allen, the new world champion, step onto the stage to the roar of the fans. :~:

Paco: Damn ese, these guys are like aids! They just keep coming and there's no way to stop them!

:~:Josh and Kevin proudly tote their HOP t-shirts and climb into the ring. Josh unbuckles his world title and throws it over his shoulder. They both take a microphone.:~:

Josh Allen: And so ... It begins!

:~:A cheer from the fans as on the Insane-A-Tron, the letters "FTF" are erased from a notebook. The pencil erasing marks are wiped away, and Kevin now speaks.:~:

Kevin Heat: I think the world would love nothing more than to relive that wonderful ...

:~:Josh and Kevin smile, take a deep breath, pause ... the fans cheer, Kevin continues.:~:

Kevin Heat: That memorable moment, of the day FTF ... began to fall.

:~:The fans listen ...:~:

[Mimi V.] Here is your winner… and the NEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!!! HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!!!! JOSH ALLEN!!!

[Joey] HE DID IT! HE DID IT! JOSH ALLEN HAS BEATEN KALI!

[Paco] I… I.. think I’m going to… be.. sick…

[Paco] I… I.. think I’m going to… be.. sick…

[Paco] I… I.. think I’m going to… be.. sick…

:~: In the ring, Josh Allen walks to the side of the ring and throws a brown paper sack at Paco. :~:

Josh Allen: Hey Paco, get a barf bag, because you're gonna be sick day in, day out ... Killa Kali is no longer the man, you're staring at the new world heavyweight champion .. ESE.

Paco: Ugh, I think I need a shot.

Josh Allen: We just wanted to come out here tonight, and tell you that Derek Mobley is gone ... PIC is out for a little while ... but the HOP is still active, and today, we are better than ever. You will never ...

Kevin Heat: Ever ...

Josh Allen: Forget this day. This is the day ...

Kevin Heat: The FTF ...

Josh Allen: Got FUCKED.

:~:Josh throws his title into the air and poses with Kevin Heat. They point to their HOP T-shirts and climb out of the ring to "Numb" once again.:~:

Miller: Strong statement from the two active members of the FTF!!!

Paco: I hate them! I hate them both! Bastards! You won’t last long! You won’t last long!!

Burner: Hehehe.. Paco being pissed rules!!

Huss: I’m with you homey.. Those crackas won’t hold on to that title.. It don’t belong to them.. It belongs to mutha f’n KALI!

Mr. Smith: That title belongs to the man WHO BEAT Killa Kali! Get it right Huss!!

Miller: Alright guys that’s enough, I don’t want a tag match to get started here! Instead, how about we watch the first “Masters of the Mat” Match?

Paco: I don’t care…

Burner: I do, but whatever you know.. hehe…

Huss: Yeah lets watch that bitch, or else, you’ll have to watch me whoopin’ Smithy’s ass!

Mr. Smith: You wish!

Miller: The first match of the night is one between the founder of the House of Pain, taking on a hot rookie then, Steve Stryker in the first round of the 2000 Masters of the Mat!

Paco: That was a good one!

:~:The scene fades to black and then the clip starts. :~:

Miller: Well first up we have Dean taking on Steve Stryker, this is a good Veteran vs. Rookie match up. Let’s go to Joey and get the King of the Ring started!!

Joey: Ladies and Gentlemen it’s time for the second round of the King of the Ring to get started!!!

~The crowd cheers, then “Hell’s Bells” by AC/DC plays and the crowd boos loudly. Steve Stryker heads to the ring.~

Joey: Introducing first, making his way down the ramp from Chicago, Illinois.. he weights in at 319 pounds and stands at 6’5” tall… here is STEVE STRYKER!!!!!!!

~The crowd boos him all the way to the ring, then once inside “Voodoo Child” by Jimmy Hendrix plays and the crowd cheers loudly as Dean comes out with Vince Carter….~

Joey: and his opponent being accompanied to the ring by Vince Carter from Fayetteville, Arkansas.. he weights in at 290 pounds and stands at 6’8” tall.. here is Hall of Fame member….. DEAN!!!!!!!!!!

~He talks with Vince on the outside and then they shake hands, Dean gets in the ring and comes face to face with Stryker…. The bell rings.~

Miller: Well this one it’s about to start gentlemen, they both seem focused, let’s pick, I think Dean has this one because of his experience…

Mercer: Well I’m going to have to go with Stryker only because Dean isn’t the Dean of old. He is on a losing streak and I think the streak will continue here tonight.. Paco?

Paco: I think you should both shut up and let everyone at home and me enjoy the match.

~Both men lock up and start the match, Dean quickly puts on a headlock on the big man but Stryker easily pushes him to the ropes. Dean bounces off and Stryker goes for a clothesline but misses, he turns around and Dean drops him with a standing side kick to the mouth! The crowd cheers, Dean sits Stryker up and puts on a headlock trying to wear Stryker out. Stryker has none of it though as he makes it to his feet and elbows Dean a couple of times in the stomach to break free. Stryker picks up Dean by the waist side and drops him with a side slam! Stryker goes for a quick pin but only gets one, Stryker picks up Dean and he puts on a headlock this time. ~

Miller: Well what do you gentlemen think of the match so far?

Mercer: It’s good, you can tell much as it is just starting, both are evenly match up though..

Paco: *watching match while drinking beer, totally ignoring them.. *

~Dean tries to elbow Stryker to get out of the hold but it doesn’t work. Dean then wraps his arms around Stryker and drops him backwards with a side suplex! The crowd cheers again and Dean hops to his feet, he bounces himself off the ropes and drops a huge leg drop on Stryker. Dean goes for the pin, one! Two! and Stryker kicks out, Dean quickly pulls him up and whips him to the ropes, Stryker bounces off and Dean drops him with a clothesline.. ~

Miller: The pace of the match up is starting to pick up Mercer…

Mercer: Yes it is, and I don’t think Paco likes us Miller….

Paco: Ding! Ding! Ding! What do we have for winner Johnny??

Miller & Mercer: Jerk…!

~Dean picks up Stryker and sets him on the corner, he gives him a few knife edge chops and then whips him to the opposite side, Stryker hits hard and Dean charges at him. Stryker puts up his boot though and Dean gets a mouth full, Stryker explodes out of the corner with a clothesline that almost decapitates Dean! The crowd boos but Stryker doesn’t bother with them, he bounces himself off the ropes and drops a big splash on Dean! Stryker hooks the leg, one! Two! kick out!! ~

Mercer: Woah! That was a close one mate!!

Miller: 319 pounds came crashing down on Dean, his ribs got to be hurting big time!!

~Stryker picks up Dean and whips him to the ropes, Dean bounces off and Stryker catches him and puts on a bear hug!!! The ref immediately begins to check on Dean who is trying to fight off the hold. Stryker shakes Dean from left to right and applies more pressure and Dean is in big time pain. The ref sees Dean fading away and it’s about to start checking on the arm…~

Mercer: Well it could be all over for Dean! Stryker has those huge arms wrap tightly around his waist, I don’t think he’s letting go anytime soon.

Miller: Well I don’t Dean think will give up, he might pass out from the pain but the man is not known for giving up!!

Paco: Finally you make a good point, Dean is not a quitter...

Mercer: It speaks!!!

Paco: Kiss my ass…

~The ref grabs Dean’s arm and lifts it up, he lets go and it drops quickly. The ref picks it up again, holds it and then lets go and it drops for the second time. The crowd chants Dean’s name as the ref picks up the arm for the third and last time, he holds it up and then he let’s go. The arm drops about half way and then Dean brings it back up and starts to raise the roof. The fans cheer loudly as Dean tries to make a comeback. He begins to nail Stryker with right hands, Stryker loosens the hold but still hangs on. Dean bites him on the forehead and Stryker lets go…~

Mercer: Dean doing anything possible to stay on this match up!!

Paco: I think he’s hungry, biting on the man like that! What’s wrong with him!!

Miller: Dean has said many times before that he will win at all cost, this could be what he is talking about…

~Dean bounces himself off the ropes and Stryker hooks him again but this time drops him with a belly to belly suplex! The crowd gives a big “OH” after the power move, Stryker hooks the leg and the ref counts! One! Two! kick out!! The crowd cheers one more time as they see Dean fighting to stay alive. Stryker picks up Dean and gives him a kick to the gut, he hooks him between his legs and delivers his patented pile-driver!!!~

Mercer: I sense the end for Dean! That’s Stryker’s set up move to his finisher!!

Miller: If he hits it, it’s over for Dean and his place in the King of the Ring….

~Stryker picks up Dean and takes him to the corner, he hooks him between his legs again and then taunts the crowd a bit. He goes to pick up Dean for the running power-bomb but Dean back body drops him instead!! The crowd again cheers as Dean picks up Stryker, sets him on the corner and starts to pound on him with fists. Dean whips him to the opposite corner and Stryker hits hard and comes out stumbling. Dean jumps to the top rope, waits for Stryker to come close to him and then he dives off connecting with a missile drop kick!! ~

Mercer: Dean has turned the tables! Now he’s in control!!

Miller: After all of the attacks by Stryker, Dean is still able to comeback!

Paco: He is a warrior, Dean will fight you until you die, or he dies…

~ Dean goes for the pin and gets a two count. Dean picks up Stryker and whips him to the ropes, Stryker reverses it somehow and Dean bounces off. Stryker catches him off guard with a boot to the face that sends Dean back to the ropes. Stryker catches him on the rebound and drops him with a power-slam!! The crowd is on their feet as Stryker goes for the pin! One! Two! Kick out!!!~

Miller: OH so close and yet so far!!!!

Mercer: This match is going back and forth Miller, just like we would have expected it to be!!

Paco: and just to think, this is only the first match!

~Stryker tells the crowd again the it’s over, he picks up Dean and whips him to the ropes, Dean bounces off and Stryker misses with the clothesline. Dean bounces off the other side and Stryker turns around Dean connects with a spear!! The crowd back to their feet and cheering loudly, Dean picks up Stryker, whips him to the ropes, Stryker comes back and Dean drops him with the Razorback!!!! More cheers from the crowd as Dean goes for the pin after hitting his finisher, one! Two! Three!!!!!!!!!!! Bell rings… ~

Joey: Here is your winner……………. DEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Miller: Well a hell of a match by this two giants by the veteran proves to be too much for the young Stryker…

Mercer: Yeah, Stryker tried going for his finisher twice too early and he paid for it.

Paco: He sure did.

:~:The scene fades to black then fades back in, with the crew in front of us. :~:

Miller: What a great match up that was, Dean moving on in the tournament to face Punisher…

Paco: and even though he beat him, Punisher still came out the victor in my view.. He’s still wrestling while Dean has been reduce to managing and federation owning.

Burner: Dean rules!

Huss: So you say that like it’s a bad thing!? muthafucka is a successful black man! But nah, leave it up to a damn Mexican to put him down!

Mr. Smith: You and your damn racial way of thinking… It was noting to do with that!

Miller: Again, before we kill each other, lets take another commercial. We’ll be back with more fans… don’t you dare go away!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:


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:~:The show comes back on the air and we cut backstage into the parking lot, just in time to see an overly-large limousine pulling up. The camera moves in closer, to get a good view of whoever steps out of the vehicle. The doors swing open and out steps none other than the Insane Championship Wrestling Federation Owner himself, ODJ! The camera goes into zoom and we see that printed across ODJ’s shirt in black and white are two words in slanted, bold script: “THE BRETHREN!” ODJ breaks into a swift work towards the office block, but is stopped by interviewer Brandy Powers holding a mic. :~:

Brandy Powers: Mr. Jimenez! Sir!

ODJ: What is it now? The office is on fire? Jackrabbit got his hand stuck in my desk drawer again? Harvey Danger is trying to force autographs on the fans?

Brandy Powers: Uhm… no. We were all wondering what the meaning of that T-shirt is, sir?!

ODJ: Oh. Well… for that, like the rest of the idiots in the audience, you will have to wait and see, Ms. Powers.

:~:ODJ walks past Brandy, leaving her puzzled. The camera switches over to Miller and the rest of the crew.:~:

Miller: The brethren huh?

Paco: It’s the name of a rock band from uh, California… They rock!

Burner: Rock rocks dude!! Shah!

Huss: F’k rock, give me some slow motion R&B so I can screw to it all night long….

Mr. Smith: That’s just disgusting!

Miller: Well, whatever “The Brethren” is, or whatever it stands for, we will find out tonight! Well fans, its time for another Retro, Masters of the Mat bout! This comes to us from last year’s event, and it is the semi-finals match up between Killa Kali and Trent Steel!

Paco: This was my pick right here, I loved that match.

:~:Scene fades to black and then the video starts.:~:

Miller: Well folks, it’s time to get back to the tournament.. Up next Killa Kali takes on Trent Steel!! This one you were looking forward to right Paco? Paco: It sure as hell was.. Expect no wrestling in this one fans.. These two will just look to destroy each other by any means necessary!

Huss Tlafolif: That’s right Farooq! The Nation Of Domination will rule all!!!

~`)Miller and Paco give Huss a weird look..(`~

Huss Tlafolif: What? You guys don’t remember The Nation!? Farooq? Crush? D-Lo? Ah forget you crackas..

~`)“Hair of the Dogs” By Guns and Roses begins to play and flames erupt from the entrance way...We see a man emerge from the flames unscarred and unburned...Trent Steel makes his way to the ring for the second time tonight...(`~

J. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen it’s time once again for the Masters of the Mat Tournament to continue!!

~`)He leaps to the top of the ring apron and goes in under the third rope...Trent removes his shades and trench coat and hands it to an assistant outside of the ring. (`~

J. Styles: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania… Trent Steel!!!

~`)The lights dim in the arena and the fans begin to stir as they await the opponent. Over the sound system voices are heard. (`~

“I couldn't help but notice your pain!”

“My Pain?”

“It runs deep, share it with me!”

~`)With a massive explosion of lights and fireworks "Pain" by Tupac begins to play. At the entranceway Lady Rage and Lil' Mz Fury walk out and stand waiting. From behind the curtain comes Killa Kali. Almost immediately the boos begin to rain down on the Hardcore Extremist. He stands there, a smile on his face, waving for more boos. (`~

J. Styles: and his opponent… From South Central, Los Angeles… Here is the current Hardcore Champion of the World!!! Killa Kali!!!

~`)He walks down the ramp and into the ring. Taking off his bandana, he throws it at the fans ringside, who throw it back at him. He throws the bird to the crowd and then turns around, only to be met by a right hand from Trent Steel!!(`~

Miller: and Trent Steel is tired of waiting, he wants to get it on!!

Paco: Hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Throw sportsmanship out the window!

Huss Tlafolif: Hell yeah son.. throw Spoksmanchip out the wizindow!

~`)Again Miller and Paco just shake their head at Huss.. The bell rings and the match is under way! Trent Steel continues to nail Killa Kali with rights and lefts and body shots.. Kali tries to block them, and blocks most.. Trent Steel now whips him towards the ropes.. Kali reverses it though and Trent Steel bounces off.. Kali goes for a clothesline but Steel ducks it, bouncing of the other side.. Kali goes for a back elbow but Steel ducks that as well, bounces off again and this time goes for a drop kick that nails Kali right on the chest, dropping him to the mat! Trent Steel gets up right away and drops an elbow across Kali’s chest, he goes for a pin but Kali kicks out after one.. Trent Steel brings him to his feet and then throws him against the corner.. There he nails him with a few knife edge chops to the chest before Kali turns it around, and he starts to nail Steel with chops! Kali now whips him towards the other corner.. Steel hits hard and Kali follows it up with a crushing lariat in the corner! (`~

Miller: These two aren’t exchanging headlocks, they aren’t going for hip tosses.. These two are just wanting to have a good old fashion brawl!

Paco: and a hardcore brawl at that! I’m telling you Miller, before this match is over, both of these men will be bleeding.. Both will be battered and bruised.. and possibly and probably, one of them will be a broken man..

Huss Tlafolif: damn sucka, you make it sound like if this match was until death do them apart.. Uh, is it?

~`)Kali sets Trent Steel on the top turnbuckle.. He then takes a few steps back, and nails him with a mafia style kick! Trent Steel is dazed and confused and Kali now climbs onto the second turnbuckle, hooks his head under Trent Steel’s arm and then delivers an over the head super-plex! Kali quickly moves in for the pin, one! Two! Kick out! Kali goes to the corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle.. He then jumps off, and goes for an elbow to the heart of Steel, but Steel moves and Kali hits nothing but mat.. Steel stumbles to his feet and so does Kali, who swings at Steel.. Steel blocks the right hand, gives Kali a kick to the mid section, hooks him and drops him with a suplex. Steel brings Kali back to his feet, he lifts him and drops him with a body slam.. He then goes to the corner, climbs to the second turnbuckle and jumps, connecting with a leg drop! Steel hooks the leg for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Kali… Trent Steel brings him back to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Kali bounces off and Steel sends him flying with a back body drop! (`~

Miller: It’s all Steel in the first minutes of this match!

Paco: Yeah it is, but Kali is bound to bounce back and explode all over Trent Steel..

Huss Tlafolif: Hell yeah sucka, Kali is my thug.. that’s my brotha right there.. He ain’t going to let powder beat him.. no way no how…

~`)Trent Steel now goes to the outside and grabs a chair! He brings it in and then folds it up before he throws it on the mat.. He then brings Killa Kali to his feet and then hooks him between his legs.. Trent Steel tries to deliver a pile driver onto the chair but Kali blocks it! Steel tries to deliver it again but again Kali blocks it and this time turns it into a back body drop! Kali grabs the steel chair and as Trent Steel is getting up, Kali throws it at him.. Steel catches it and Kali nails him with a super kick, ramming the steel chair against Steel’s face! “OH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious move.. Kali quickly goes for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Steel.. Killa Kali brings Trent Steel to his feet, hooks him between his legs and then lifts him and delivers a power-bomb right onto the chair! Killa Kali goes for the pin again, one! Two! Kick out by Steel again! Kali just smiles as he now grabs the chair and folds it open.. (`~

Miller: and the steel chair has come into play.. Only one of the many toys these two will probably want to play with tonight!

Paco: You betcha your sweet ass! And just look at Kali work that chair.. He knows 1001 ways to use it, believe it!

Huss Tlafolif: Did you just call Miller’s ass sweet? Boy I wonder about you sometimes..

~`)Killa Kali drags Trent Steel to his feet and then whips him towards the ropes.. Steel is weak and simply falls down to the mat, and slides right to the outside, landing hard on the floor.. Kali just laughs as he walks over to the ropes and goes to the outer part of the ring.. He then walks towards the corner, he measures Steel and then goes for a splash, but Steel puts his knees up, nailing Kali right on the mid section. Kali rolls over on the floor holding his mid section as Trent Steel slowly gets up… He then looks under the ring and takes out a Singapore cane! He shows it to the crowd and they cheer slightly… Kali stumbles to his feet and is nailed right between the yes with the cane! Kali drops to one knee and Trent Steel swings again, nailing him right upside the head! This time Kali drops to the ground.. Steel is about to go for the pin, but then thinks better of it and begins to beat Kali on the mid section with the Singapore cane! (`~

Miller: Well this isn’t a Mexican Fiesta, but Kali sure looks like a piñata!

Paco: Damn, I knew Steel could be violent.. but not this violent! Looks like Kali has some competition in the extreme department!

Huss Tlafolif: Hell nah dawg, you watch.. Kali is on a league of his own.. He’ll bounce back soon.. really soon.. c’mon brotha, get up!

~`)Steel finally stops, as he seems to have get tired of beating Kali.. he tosses the cane to the side and then brings Kali to his feet and tosses him inside the ring.. He goes in himself and goes for the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out!! “OH!!” is heard from the crowd who thought Steel had Kali down for the count.. Not even Steel can believe it as he argues with the ref.. Steel sees the chair from before and folds it closed, before dropping it in the middle of the ring.. He then grabs Kali and hooks him between his legs.. He lifts him for a power-bomb, but as he does, Kali grabs the chair, and as Steel holds him up, Kali nails him right on the head with the steel chair! Steel drops like a sack of bricks and Kali lands right on top of him, hooking the leg and pinning him! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Steel! Killa Kali gets off Steel and stumbles to his feet, holding his mid section.. He grabs the steel chair and opens it up, sitting it in the middle of the ring.. He then picks up Trent Steel and whips him towards the ropes.. Steel bounces off and Kali drops him with a toe hold, causing Steel’s face to bounce off the steel chair hard! (`~

Miller: Oh that would cause someone to lose some teeth!!

Paco: F’k teeth, your whole jaw could be gone after that move!

Huss Tlafolif: Whut did I tell ya suckas!? It was only a matter of time b-fo’ Kali bounced back!

~`)Killa Kali flips Steel over and you can see that he has been busted open.. Kali hooks the leg and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Trent Steel!! Killa Kali can’t believe it and grabs the ref by the collar of his shirt and begins to question him.. the Kali tells him it was only two and Kali simply lets him go.. Kali goes to the outside, sliding under the bottom rope.. he then looks under the ring and takes out a table! He picks it up, and then is about to slide in side when he is surprised by Trent Steel who nails the table with a baseball slide drop kick, ramming it against Kali’s face! The table lays on top of Kali and Trent steel jumps back on the apron, before jumping off and delivering a double stomp to the table, crushing Kali’s sternum under it! Steel then grabs the table and sets it up.. He then grabs Kali hooks him for a suplex but delivers a brain-buster instead, right onto the table, shattering it to pieces!! Steel goes for the pin and the ref counts.. One! Two! Th.. Kick out! The crowd is shocked and so is Steel.. He gets on top of Kali and begins to nail him with heavy right hands.. He then looks under the ring and takes out another table! The crowd cheers slightly, but they cheer loudly once they see that Steel takes out a steel ladder!!(`~

Miller: and Trent Steel is pulling out all the big toys now!!

Paco: Oh hell yeah ese! What did I tell you? These two were going to pull all the stops!!

Huss Tlafolif: C’mon brotha Kali, I didn’t join your church fo’ dis! Get up and make a brotha proud sucka!

~`)Steel sets the table up and then the stands up the steel ladder.. as he does though, Kali begins to get up.. Steel sees him and walks over.. helping him up and then nailing him with a right hand! Kali returns it though and Steel returns it as well! The two begin a flurry a fist, but the stronger Steel at the moment gets the upper hand and then grabs Kali by his head and slams it against the steel guard rail.. He then lifts Kali up and delivers a crushing back breaker! Steel goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out! Steel then brings Kali back up, or tries to anyway as Kali seems to be way out of it.. Steel finally manages to get him up… He grabs Kali and hooks him for a Russian leg sweep, Steel goes to deliver it, but Kali hangs on to the guard rail, causing Steel to fall back on his own, landing hard on the back of his head! Kali some how finds energy to get back up and quickly grabs Steel by his neck, lifts him with both hands and delivers a double choke hold power-bomb into a pin! The ref counts.. One! Two! Th.. kick out by Steel!! (`~

Miller: and just like that Killa Kali turns it around!!

Paco: He sure did.. I thought Steel had him for sure, and was about to finish him off with a high impact move.. but damn I was wrong.. which is good in a way cuz that means the match continues!

Huss Tlafolif: Stop hatin’ on Kali sucka! Everyone knows damn well that a little move through a table ain’t going to hurt him that bad!

~`)Killa Kali can’t believe it… he picks up Steel and then tells the crowd is over.. He picks up Steel and hooks him between his leg, going for his last ride power-bomb finisher.. He lifts Steel but Steel hangs on to his head and begins to nail him with right hands before dropping back and delivering a Hurricanrana! Kali’s head bounces off hard off the floor and Steel hooks the leg for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Kali! Steel stumbles to his feet and he picks up Kali and lays him across the table.. He then begins to climb it, although rather slowly as the match has started to take it’s toll on him.. Kali starts to move.. he sees Steel climbing the ladder.. He slowly slides off the ladder and then goes to the other side, and begins to climb it himself! Both men are climbing the ladder now, Steel with his back to the table and Kali facing it.. Both men reach the top, and Steel is surprise to see Kali.. Still, both begin to nail each other with hard right hands.. Steel gets the upper hand and he quickly hooks Kali for a super-plex!(`~

Miller: If he nails this move is all over!!

Paco: Where is my camera I gotta take a picture of this!!

Huss Tlafolif: C’mon Kali! You have to fight, fo you right, to kick some ass!!

~`)The crowd cheers, hoping for a big time move from Steel! Kali hangs on to the ladder though, and you see it rock back and forth.. Steel tries to go for it again but Kali blocks it one more time and then nails Steel in the mid section with a hard body blow.. The hold is broken and then Kali grabs Steel by his head and begins to ram it repeatedly against the top rung of the ladder! Steel appears in La-La Land.. Kali then takes a few steps down, and then as Steel lays across the ladder, Kali wraps his arms around his waist and some how manages to lift him into a power-bomb position! You see the ladder rock back and forth, and you can feel it almost giving in! Kali then pushes Steel up and jumps off the ladder, and delivers a last ride power-bomb though the table!!! “OHHHH!” is heard from the crowd after witnessing the big time super-power-bomb! A “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” chant quickly follows… Kali is holding his leg in pain as he might have twisted it when he landed… Still, he moves some of the broken pieces of the table out of the way and then pins Steel.. The ref counts.. One! Two! THREE!! Bell rings! (`~

J. Styles: Here is your winner.. and the first finalist of the night…. KILLA KALI!!!

Miller: and Killa Kali some how, some way, he manages to pull off The South Central Effect off of the top of the ladder!!

Paco: I’ve never seen it done from a ladder.. Oh my that was amazing! I’m so glad I was right here to see it from the front row!!!

Huss Tlafolif: Instead of talking that nonsense.. why don’t you go on and say how shocked you are to see Killa Kali defeat whitey! C’mon! You gave a brotha no chance to win, what have you got to say now crackas? Huh!?

Paco: Look asshole! I don’t know what show you think you are on, but this is the ICWF!! We don’t play none of that racial bullshit! First of all, I’m a major Kali fan! Second of all, I don’t like this guy seating next to me.. Third of all.. I ain’t a cracka! I’m Hispanic you color blind bioach!

Miller: I uh, I think I second that..

Huss Tlafolif: You ain’t Hispanic sucka!

Miller: No the, part where he, uh.. Never mind! Look we’re not racist.. so stop playing the race card it doesn’t work in the ICWF… It only works for feds who don’t know what the hell they are doing with their talents or their shows.. It only works in feds where they misuse their talent.. and I’m not trying to cheap shot anyone here..

Paco: Right..

Huss.: Word.

Miller: I stand by every word I said at the ending of that match!

Paco: You still ain’t Hispanic bitch!

Burner: Word!

Miller: Not that! Ugh, never-mind! Fans, we’ll be right back.

:~:Scene fades to black.:~:


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:~:The show comes back on the air with the camera zoomed in on Paco and Miller.:~:

Paco: Yo holmes... I'm gettin bored here. How long before this shit is over? I want to go drink…

Miller: How the hell could you be bored? This has been one of the most exciting shows in recent history. Why I'll have you know that...

?: Wait a minute! Wait!

Miller:Who the... Harvey Danger!? What's he doing!? This is unscheduled!!

Paco: Oh Christ... I'm out of here like your fat mom in a dodge ball game...

:~:Harvey Danger appears up on the big screen above the entrance ramp. Dressed quite nicely, for Harvey Danger, he holds a large cardboard box which he sets down besides him. A big grin spreads across his face, and he waves into the camera.:~:

Harvey Danger: Hi. Uh, I just wanted to take a moment of your time to advertise my shirts. They haven't really been selling to well lately... well, at all. None seems to want my shirt. Why not? My beautiful face is on it? I've also promised a free autograph and a meet and greet session to the first 100 takers for this great "It's all about Respect" official Harvey Danger merchandise! How about it? Paco, I know you want one!

Paco: I already have one. It's great for cleaning out my toilet after a long night, if you know what I mean.

Miller: Oh, stop it.

Harvey Danger: Oh, um... t-shirts are meant to be worn, not to clean up spills. Sheesh.

:~:Danger rolls his eyes and bends down to the cardboard box. He struggles with the packing tape. And struggles. And struggles some more. Finally he punches a hole in the box and manages to rip the box apart, sideways. He looks up into the camera, grins out of embarrassment, and pulls out his shirt.:~:

Harvey Danger: Now, why wouldn't you want one of these babies! Just go to ICWF.BIZ and order today! You will, won't you? Please!? None has been buying them, and I'm going to lose a lot of money. Dougg is already mad at me for... well, I don't know why Dougg hates me. Why do all of you hate me?

Huss: Cause your you. Now stop selling this shit and go home!

Harvey Danger: Well, I guess that's the best I can do. If you don't want one and don't like me... I guess I can't force you. But it's your loss! You are the ones missing out, not me!

:~:As Harvey lowers his shirt and sighs, an ICWF agent approaches and taps him on the shoulder. :~:

Agent: Uh... Harvey? This is your check from the commission on the sales of your t-shirt. It was number 3 in the top sales overall last week.

:~:Harvey snatches the check out of his hand and looks at it. His eyes bug out, then his face grows red. The crowd erupts in laughter as he looks up at the camera sheepishly. :~:

Harvey Danger: Oh, wow. Well, ok. But look at all my other stuff that never sold!! I've got this beautiful poster, again with the trademarked slogan "It's all about respect!" If you had been kind enough to me to buy one you could have put these on your wall and shown you were true supporters of Harvey Danger and the ICWF. But no, none cares about the next biggest thing. None cares about little old Harvey Danger. None bought anything.

Agent: Oh, right. Poster. Here's the check for that, too. It was number 4 in sales last week too.

:~:Danger again snatches up the check out of amazement, and the agent begins to walk away. As the crowd begins to laugh at Harvey's embarrassing rambling again, Harvey glares off in the direction of the road agent.:~:

Harvey Danger: Ok, so that sold too? Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything? Maybe cause none bothers to pay attention to me? Well, one thing for sure that you folks were unwilling to buy is my Misfits T-shirt. Along with my buddy Street Shark on the front, you COULD have been wearing this and been the cool kid on the block. But yet again, none wanted anything to do with me.

:~:The agent hustles over again, breathing heavy. Danger looks at him with uncertainty in his eyes. :~:

Agent: Harvey... I forgot. This is your cut of the Misfits shirt.... Number 1 seller overall two weeks ago.

:~:The crowd erupts in laughter and jeers again, and Danger backs away from the camera. Looking around him, Danger starts to speak but nothing comes out. His face is bright red and he starts sweating. Harvey looks around himself again, then darts off camera leaving the road agent standing there scratching his head.:~:

Paco: Oh Lord.

Miller: Hahaha, poor Harvey! Didn’t know he actually has a fan base now!

Paco: Yeah well nerds and losers have right to cheer for people too I guess…

Burner: Nerds suck…

Huss: Dude just how extensive is your f’n vocabulary? Can’t you say something more than one liners?

Mr. Smith: Don’t even go there Huss, you’ll just give him a headache.

Miller: Yeah… well fans, are you ready for more wrestling? I know you are! Lets go back to the very first ever Masters of the Mat, then known as the King of the Ring!!

Paco: Man I remember those days.. .Old school is the best school.

Burner: What is King of the Ring?

Huss: It’s a jewelry store. Which match is it?

Mr. Smith: “Big Daddy G” Chris Crowbar vs. Raven!!!

Miller: Raven is one of my all time favorites. Fans, enjoy!

:~:Scene fades to black then the clip gets started.:~:

Miller: Paco, now the KOTR must continue!!!!!

Paco: ok, and Raven who already had a hard fought battle against Razor, must face Big Daddy G who is the fresh man, you know this guy made a big debut here on the ICWF, he defeated Billy Gunn to make it here.

J. Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen we continue with the KOTR!

[Come as you are plays as Raven makes his way to the ring.]

J. Styles: Introducing first…. RAVEN!!!!!!!

[Street Ryder by 2-Pac comes on]

J. Styles: And his opponent from the Bronx, NY... BIG DADDY G, CHRIS CROWBAR!!!

[bell rings]

Paco: Mon, I need a drink. Here we go Milla! Is Tequila time!

Miller: Oh great, Lock up in the ring, Raven with a headlock, Big Daddy G trying to break the hold, Raven has a tight grip, Big Daddy G pick up and a suplex! Big Daddy G back to his feet, Raven down, Big Daddy G stomps away at Raven!

Paco: Tequila sunrise blood shot eyes….la…la…

Miller: Will you shut up! Big Daddy G picks up Raven and applies an arm bar, Raven reverses it. Big Daddy G trying to reverse the hold again, he does and Raven drops him with a clothesline. Raven hooks the head of Big Daddy G in a reverse chin lock.

Paco: Raven is trying to wear down the big man, you see Raven knows what he's doing.

Miller: Raven breaks the hold, he whips Big Daddy G to the ropes and tries a drop kick but Big Daddy G hangs on to the ropes and Raven falls flat in his stomach! Big Daddy G drops the elbow on the back of Raven. Big Daddy G with a pick up, whips Raven to the corner, Raven hits hard. Big Daddy G with boots to the mid section.

Paco: Man Big Daddy G is one tough SOB.

Miller: Big Daddy G sets Raven in the top turnbuckle, Big Daddy G hooks Raven and drops him with a superplex! Big Daddy G going for the pin!

1!

2!

Kick out.

Miller: Big Daddy G picks up Raven and drops him with a pile-driver and another pin!

1!

2!

Kick out!

Miller: Big Daddy G picks up Raven and Raven can barely get up, Big Daddy G goes for a suplex but Raven is able to block it and hook Big Daddy G with an inside cradle!

1!

2!

Kick out!

Paco: Wow mon.

Miller: Big Daddy G kicked out! Raven picks up Big Daddy G and whips him to the corner, Raven follows it up with a lariat! Raven with a monkey flip that sends Big Daddy G flying!!

[crowd cheers]

Paco: Come on Raven, take him out!

Miller: Raven sets Big Daddy G on the corner, he tries to whip Big Daddy G out but Big Daddy G reverses the whip and Raven chest first hits hard, Big Daddy G hooks Raven and takes him out of the corner with a German suplex!

Paco: UH NO!

Miller: Big Daddy G calls for a figure four, he hooks Raven, he turns around and Raven is in pain!!!

Paco: Alright!

Miller: Raven is able to reach the ropes and break the hold, Raven to the outside, Big Daddy G follows, Raven thumb to the eye, he picks up Big Daddy G and smashes his head against the guard rail, Raven tosses Big Daddy G back to the inside.

Paco: Raven turns it around now.

Miller: Raven picks up Big Daddy G whips him to the ropes, Raven kick to the midsection, to the ropes he goes and a knee lift! Raven to the ropes again and this time he drops the knee on Big Daddy G, he goes for the cover!

1!

2!

Kick out!!!!!!

Paco: Raven trying to win this match at all cost!

Miller: Raven to the outside he throws the chair in, Big Daddy G is up, he meets Raven at the ropes, he's pummeling away. He hooks him and brings him inside the ring with a suplex!

Paco: OH, and Raven hit on the chair!

Raven: Big Daddy G picks up Raven and whips him to the corner! Raven hit chest first and bounced off hard! Big Daddy G picks up Raven again and sets him on the corner, he goes to the second rope, reverse DDT onto the chair!

Paco: He calls that the pimp drop and I think this one is over!!!!

Miller: The cover,

1!

2!!

3!!!!

Miller: BIG DADDY G WINS!

[Bell rings]

J. Styles: Here's your winner…………..BIG DADDY G!

Miller: So Big Daddy G in one step away from becoming the KOTR, and getting a title shot at the ICWF World Title!

:~:Scene fades to black then fades back in with Paco and the rest of the crew in front of us… The crowd in the arena is cheering loudly. :~:

Miller: Fans if you are wondering what the cheers are for, they are for a local talent who just beat a wrestler from Hawaii, in a highly contested match up.

Paco: damn, I missed it, was too busy watching Crowbar kicking Raven’s ass!!

Burner: Quote the Burner, smoke some more! SHAH DUDE SHAH!!

Huss: Well ain’t this a bitch…

Mr. Smith: Unbelievable. Fans, we’re going to take another commercial break.. but when we return, we’ll talk about the second title of the match, and this is a big one.. Josh Allen defends against the Hardcore Champion, Jason Blood!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:


Only at Masters of the Mat 5!!!!

:~:The show comes back on the air with Miller and Paco in front of us.:~:

Paco: Miller?

Miller: Yes, Paco?

Paco: What does it mean when the screen says, “Backstage”?

Miller: What...ummm...screen?

Paco: Duh! The one we read from for every event.

:~:At this point Miller reaches and slaps Paco in the back of the head. Paco falls forward and looks like he is ready to smack Miller back and then some, but restrains himself. Miller does a few cut throat motions and Paco sits back down grumbling about something. Soon he realizes the mistake he made and nods a bit.:~:

Paco: Sorry. I don’t know what I was talking about. We are color commentary for our incite knowledge of wrestling not our on stage chemistry.

Miller: With that said...and hopefully never be brought up again...action is going on in the back.

Paco: Wait, something was completely wrong about what just happened…

Miller: What? (BITCH SLAP!) OOOOWWW!!!!

Paco: I’m the only one that doe the slapping around here bitch!!!

:~:The scene switches to a scene of one of the many locker rooms at the arena. It is furnished just like all the others that can be found here. There is numerous lockers lining the two opposite walls and only three, from the looks of it, are being used. Benches are stationed next to the metal lockers and those are also used in select spots. Three folding chairs are set up, but none are being used except one. One is occupied by one of the Sentinels of Insanity, “The Hellacious One” Draco. He is rubbing his hands together as he looks down at his feet with a twisted smirk. He is in a pair of black loose fitting jeans, a plain dark blue T-shirt, and casual shoes. He looks as if he had just walked off the street straight to this event. He feels a hand being placed upon his shoulder and looks over his shoulder to see the sickest man in the ICWF ever, Zimdela Brudon. Zimdela is wearing a pair of leather pants that fit tight so that you can see certain areas very defined, a sleeveless black shirt, and a choker style necklace that has real barbed wire on it.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: Hope has been put someone secure. Your plan will begin when you feel it has to.

:~:Draco slowly stands up and looks up to the taller man in the room. His eyes seem to be ready to kill a man. His smirk hasn’t faded yet. Zimdela Brudon looks at his stable-mate and friend with respect. Draco has lost a lot of his sanity and is now ready for the other individuals to feel his lose. He is going to make a few people pay and it will be great. He cracks his neck and knuckles with a sickening crack and smiles to Zimdela Brudon even more.:~:

Draco: Did you bring what I asked of you?

Zimdela Brudon: Yes, but I don’t see how these would come in handy unless you really do want to kill them.

:~:As Zimdela is speaking he pulls out two handfuls of nails. Oh not just any normal carpenter nails, but specially crafted nine inch nails. They have just an evil sense to them as Zimdela Brudon looks down at them and still doesn’t get their importance. Draco has left out a lot of information to his friend, but from the look on his face he has already begun to unveil what he needs to know.:~:

Draco: A tribute, you see. A tribute to Casanova has begun. I believe in eye for an eye.

:~:As if a light bulb goes off Zimdela Brudon looks down at the nail and sees the idea come to life before his eyes. He puts the nails into a small pouch and picks up a decent sized hammer. With Hope in a secure place where nothing can happen to her. She must be guarded by Edward Blake by the sounds of it, but Draco trusted Zimdela Brudon with much more than he let on. The two exit the room on a mission. A mission of revenge and to distribute the pain of lose upon those who they seem fit. The scene shifts back to Paco and Miller now looking very puzzled.:~:

Paco: Nine Inch Nails?

Miller: Hammer?

Burner: The music group?

Mr. Smith: Huh?

Burner: You know NIN?

Mr. Smith: Riiiiight.

Paco: Don’t bother Burner. He is so gay. He Doesn’t like metal music, he’s more of a boy band man himself!

Mr. Smith: No I listen to Britney Spears. I mean Britney Spears can really–

Paco: Shake that ass!

Mr. Smith: Well uh, yes.. that’s what I was going to say..

Huss: No you weren’t cracka, stop lying!

Miller: Guys! Please! Can we focus on the task at hand please? Looks ODJ isn’t the only one that has something planned for tonight!

Paco: Yeah, and it involves the band Nine Inch Nails! Maybe they are going to play the new theme to the Sentinels of Insanity!

Burner: Dude, far out!! I can’t wait for that!!

Huss: What a couple of idiots!

Mr. Smith: Amen to that.

Miller: Yeah, complete clueless… Well fans, let us talk about the second title match of the Pay Per View. Jason Blood takes on Josh Allen in one half of the main event. Your thoughts gentlemen.

Paco: Well I don’t know if Jason Blood has what it takes to be the World Champion ese, but I’ll tell you this much… I will cheer my ass off for anyone who goes up against House of Pain and tries to dethrone them! I’ve always been a fan of Blood, well was, until they turned gay at Deadly Revenge V and cheered Danger on.. Man.. That sucked.

Huss: What I want to know is why Kali is being left off man!? Sure he’s injured, but he’s wrestled injured before! Something else is going on here, something is not right.. The man is keeping the top black man in the ICWF down!!

Mr. Smith: Oh not that crap again! Here are my views and they aren’t based on my hatred for either stable, or the color of their skin.. I see a great match up here, Jason Blood, more than deserves this title shot… We have seen the Hardcore Champion go at it with the World Champion many times before, but never light this. This is the first time in the history of the ICWF where two Lightweights fight for the World Heavyweight Title at the Main Event of a PPV. I think it’s long over due and I know for a fact that these two will give us a match to remember!

Miller: Well said Mr. Smith! Always bringing out the best opinions! Burner, your thoughts on the match?

Burner: Dude, I got the munchies… When are we eating dinner?

Miller: Why do I even bother!?! Fans, its time to go back in time.. Back to Masters of the Mat 3.. Back to the year, 2002… Back to the Quarter Finals Match between El Linchador and Andrew Logan!!

Paco: Oh I know the outcome of this one, and I’m going to enjoy it oh so dearly! Guys, want to share this sweet bottle of Don Jose Cuervo Extra, Extra, Extra special?

Burner: SHAH DUDE SHAH!!!

Huss: Hell ya son!

Mr. Smith: Uh, no thanks..

Paco, Burner and Huss: PUSSY!!!!

:~:Scene fades to black once again, as we go back in time… :~:

G. Miller: Well folks we got to keep the show going.. Up next we have everyone’s favorite superstar El Linchador taking on one sick puppy.. Andrew Logan!!

Paco P.: Ever heard the expressing “lost a few marbles?” Well this guy has lost the whole sack.. The engine is running.. but there is no one behind the wheel..

Mr. Smith : On the contraire Paco.. I think someone is behind the wheel.. Anthony Logan.. He’s inside Andrew’s head.. and until Andrew confronts him or gets out of his shadow by winning the World Title.. I don’t think he will ever get him out of his head..

G. Miller: Well that’s what this is all about.. Getting a shot at the World Title.. If Andrew Logan wins it.. then he will be one step closer to matching his brother.. But let’s not forget about Linchy.. This is his second big chance of getting a shot at the World Title.. He’s dominated his division.. Now he’s going to try to do what no other lightweight in the history of the ICWF has ever done.. Unite both titles..

Paco P.: Yeah, it would be just awesome for Linchy to win.. but it’s not going to be easy..

Mr. Smith : It sure is not.. Let us review how these two made it this far.. Andrew Logan.. oddly enough got stuck in the bracket side where most of the lightweights were.. His first opponent turned out to be Angel.. and many thought that this would be a good match, but Logan simply annihilated Angel.. Then came Tatum Coe.. now here, everyone expected a great match.. and we got a great match.. But once again, David failed to defeat Goliath.. Logan got the win and now he is here.. Facing El Linchador who has faced no one in this tournament! He had a bye in the first round because he was fighting for a shot at the world title.. That fell though so he had to go up against Da Link in the second round.. but Da Link had to drop out of the tournament because of an injury.. so El Linchador got a bye.. So on one side we have the lunatic, LW killer who has been having match after match.. and on the other.. we have the lovable, huggable and “doable” Lightweight Champion who is well rested and ready for this match.. All odds are in the favor of El Linchador.. But Logan is one dangerous man..

G. Miller: He sure is Mr. Smith.. Another great match.. another in which the styles contrast each other.. Who will advance? Let’s fine out.. Take it away Mimi!

Paco P.: Mimicita is a Mamasita!! Wooo!! Shake your bon, bon baby!!

Mr. Smith : Joey is so going to whip your butt!

~`) Mimi looks down at Paco from the ring and winks at him.. Paco nearly faints.. Mimi then speaks..(`~

Mimi Vega: Ladies and Gentlemen back to the tournament we go with another quarter final match!! Remember, this match can be won via submission only!!

~`) “Don’t Fear The Reaper” By Blue Oyster Club begins to play and the crowd boos loudly as Andrew Logan makes his way to the ring.. You see a big bandage on his forehead, a little souvenir from the accident he suffered earlier in the week.. (`~

Mimi Vega: Introducing first.. Making his way to the ring from Chillingham, United Kingdom.. Here is.. Andrew Logan!!!

~`)He gets inside the ring and gives Mimi a very sadistic look.. She takes a few steps back, obviously afraid of the big goof. ;) “Hey Ladies” By The Beastie Boys begins to play and the crowd cheers the loudest it has cheer tonight... A chant of “OLE! OLE! OLE! OLE!” Breaks out as El Linchador makes his way to the ring along with Pedro and the returning Miss Grace.... When the fans see Miss Grace, they boo loudly. (`~

Mimi Vega: and his opponent.. Making his way to the ring from La Coruna, Spain.. He is being accompanied by his trainer Pedro and motivational expert, Miss Grace.. He is the current Lightweight Champion of the World!!! El Linchador!!!

~`)El Linchador hands his title over to Pedro and then looks on at Andrew Logan.. Logan returns the stare and El Linchador gets inside the ring.. Not a smile on his face.. The bell rings.. (`~

G. Miller: Wow.. when Logan is in the ring you could cut the intensity with a knife!!

Paco P.: Yeah.. that’s one scary mofo.. I sure wouldn’t like to be El Linchador right now.. But how can you look at the guys? Haven’t you seen who’s back? It’s Miss “I’m Hot and a Bitch at the same time” Grace! God I missed her!

Mr. Smith : Oh sure.. you love to see the brawls but don’t have the guts to be in one.. Coward. And when are you going to stop looking at other people’s women? geez

~`)Logan walks towards El Linchador and so does El, who isn’t backing down from the big guy.. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Logan easily pushes El Linchador off.. Logan tells him to bring it and El Linchador locks up with him again.. Logan again shows his tremendous power by shoving El Linchador.. This time El Linchador goes crashing against the corner.. Logan follows through and then nails El Linchador with a shoulder tackle on his mid section. Logan takes a few steps back and delivers a second shot to the mid section.. a third now.. fourth, fifth! Logan has started to lose it! He whips El Linchador to the other corner and he hits hard.. Logan charges at El Linchador like a rhino and El Linchador manages to get out of the way at the last second, causing Logan to go through the ropes and ram his shoulder against the steel post!! El Linchador, seeing the opportunity quickly pulls Logan out of the corner and then hooks him under his arm.. He jumps to the second turnbuckle and then comes out of it with Logan still hooked and delivers a tornado DDT!! (`~

G. Miller: That is exactly what El Linchador needs to do if he wants to win this match.. Use his speed!

Paco P.: Ah, but you are sadly mistaken oh gay one.. for what good will speed do, in a submission match?

Mr. Smith : Well I’ll tell you what.. El Linchador can wear him down this way.. If he wears Logan down, then he will be able to apply a submission hold more easily!

~`)El Linchador jumps to his feet and drags Logan to the middle of the ring.. He then runs to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle.. he then measures Logan and jumps off, connecting with a guillotine leg drop!! El Linchador brings Logan back up to his feet and whips him to the ropes.. Logan bounces off and El Linchador catches him on the rebound as he jumps on his shoulders and goes for a Hurricanrana! No! Logan blocks it, pulling El Linchador back up and then taking a few steps backwards and then dropping El Linchador across the ropes neck first!! El Linchador rolls around in the mat holding his neck as Logan tries to make it to his feet. The ref checks El Linchador to make sure he’s ok but then gets pushed to the side by Andrew Logan.. Andrew picks up El Linchador by his hair and then throws him against the corner.. He then nails him with an elbow to the face.. again.. and one more for good measure!! Logan then sets El Linchador on the top.. He climbs to the very top and pulls up El Linchador.. He hooks him and delivers a Superplex!! “OH!!!” Is heard from the crowd after the power move! (`~

G. Miller: Oh what a suplex by Logan!!!

Paco P.: El Linchador is going to feel that one tomorrow morning for sure!!

Mr. Smith : I disagree.. I think he’s feeling it right now!

~`)Logan makes it to his feet and he then picks El Linchador up.. He scoops him up and applies a bear hug!! The ref immediately asks El Linchador if he gives up.. El Linchador shakes his head “no!” Logan starts to shake him to apply more pressure and El Linchador does the only think he can do.. bite him on the forehead!! The ref gives him the five count but as he reaches 3, Logan lets him go because he’s bleeding from his forehead.. his cut has reopened.. This infuriates him and he charges at El Linchador who is leaning against the ropes.. El Linchador sees him coming so he drops to the mat, pulling down the top rope, causing Logan to go flying to the outside! He lands right in front of the crew and bangs his back against the table.. El Linchador checks on his back to make sure nothing is broken and then goes to the corner and climbs to the top.. He waits for Logan to get up, and when he does, El Linchador jumps off and nails him with a missile drop kick!! The crowd cheers loudly and a “OLE!” chant breaks out again..(`~

G. Miller: El Linchador sure loves to fly!! That was a great move..

Paco P.: Don’t change the subject Miller.. You were hoping that Andrew landed on your lap weren’t you!? Haha.. You freak..

Mr. Smith : Oh is that so? Well I never!

~`)Mr. Smith turns to his side as Miller punches Paco in the arm for upsetting his “boy.” El Linchador makes it to his feet and then walks over to Logan’s legs.. He grabs one of them, hooks it, flips Logan over and applies a half Boston Crab!! The crowd cheers but the ref tells him the hold has to be inside! The crowd boos at this and then the ref begins the 10 count.. El Linchador upset lets go of Andrew Logan and then tosses him inside the ring.. He goes inside himself and then goes right after the leg.. He grabs it but then Logan pulls it in, and then pushes it out sending El Linchador crashing against the turnbuckle.. Logan gets up, and shakes his legs, trying to get it to wake up.. Logan walks over to El Linchador but El Linchador nails him with a kick to the mid section followed by a right hand! Another! Another! Logan is reeling.. El Linchador then bounces himself off the ropes but before he can do any move, Logan runs him over with a clothesline from hell!! El Linchador flips in mid air and lands flat on his face.! Logan picks him right back up and then scoops him up for a body slam.. He takes him to the corner and sets him up with a tree of woe.. Logan then goes to the opposite corner, runs towards El Linchador and nails him with a vicious knee to the face!!(`~

G. Miller: Oh my God that had to hurt!!

Paco P.: Hell yeah! Imagine being the size of El Linchador and then having that big goof just crash against your body!

Mr. Smith : Yeah.. El Linchador just dropped down.. I think he’s been knocked out!

~`)Logan drags El Linchador to the middle of the ring and then picks him up, he turns him around and applies a full nelson!! The ref asks him if he gives up but El Linchador doesn’t answer! The ref asks him again and El Linchador doesn’t answer.. The ref goes to call for the bell but then El Linchador shouts.. “NO!!” This brings the crowd to their feet and begin to cheer! El Linchador tries to get out of it, and does by stomping on Logan’s right foot and then on his left! Logan lets him go and begins to hop around.. El Linchador waits for him to turn towards him and when he does El Linchador jumps on him and takes him down with a head scissors! The crowd continues to cheer as El Linchador appears to be in control.. He goes to the corner and climbs it.. he then stands at the very top and jumps off, and goes for the Stampede!! Logan rolls out of the way though and El Linchador hits nothing but mat!! He begins to roll around on the mat holding his mid section.. (`~

G. Miller: El Linchador misses with his finisher there.. and you would think that if he would have hit that.. He could have applied any submission he wanted on Logan!

Paco P.: Yeah, the Stampede takes all the air out of you.. but since he missed, it is El Linchador who has gotten all the air knocked out of him!!

Mr. Smith : Yeah, this can’t be good for El Linchador!

~`)Logan gets up and he grabs El Linchador and then hooks him between his legs for a power-bomb! He scoops him up but he isn’t able to drop him as El Linchador hangs on to his head!! El Linchador nails Logan with five right hands and then drops backwards, taking the big man down with a Hurricanrana!! El Linchador makes it to his feet, holding his mid section, apparently, still in pain. El Linchador picks Logan back up and then turns him around.. He tries to apply his dragon hold but Logan is too big! El Linchador turns him back around and gives him a kick to the gut.. He hooks him for a DDT but Logan blocks it and turns it into a release Northern Lights Suplex!! Logan makes it to his feet and then tells the crowd is over!! He picks up El Linchador, he then picks him up on his shoulders and applies a Torture Rack!! The ref asks El Linchador if he gives up but El Linchador says no!! Logan continues to shake him up and down, pulling down hard on his neck and legs.. The ref asks him again and El Linchador doesn’t respond.. he’s out..!! the ref calls for the bell!! (`~

Mimi Vega: Here is your winner… Andrew Logan!!!

~`)Logan hops out of the ring but doesn't leave. Pedro gets in to help El Linchador and Miss Grace simply storms to the back, huffing and puffing. (`~

G. Miller: and the monster defeats yet another lightweight!!!

Paco P.: Yeah.. and he won’t have to face another one any time soon since The Lost Soul defeated Warrick Hill..

Mr. Smith : Yeah, and that’s going to be a great match up. .I want to see what Logan does against a heavyweight like himself.. I mean his brother use to butt heads with him even thought he was a lightweight..

G. Miller: Oh no…

Paco P.: Smith, say hi to Jones when you see him in the hospital ok? C’mon MILLER!!

Mr. Smith : What? Oh My.. ARGH!!

~`) Unlucky for Smith.. Logan was just getting out of the ring, and just managed to hear the Logan comparison.. He grabs Smith by his neck and pulls him out of his chair.. He throws Smith inside the ring as Paco and Miller look on hugging each other.. Paco then realizes it and he pushes Miller off.. Logan picks up Smith and gives him a kick to the gut.. the crowd boos loudly as he then hooks Smith between his legs.. He’s about to lift him when the sounds of lightning are heard.. Logan begins to look around and so do the crowd.. Then.. The Insane-A-Tron comes on and there you see the outline of a man.. Lightning is going off in the background and the crowd cheers loudly.. Logan gets a shocked look on his face and begins to shake his head.. He drops Smith and then gets out of the ring and rushes towards the back.. as if he was chasing the man in the Insane-A-Tron.. The scene fades to black, and then we come back to the present, and the whole gang in front of us. Mr. Smith doesn’t look to pleased.(`~

Mr. Smith: Now why did they have to show ALL of that!?

Paco: I don’t mind it one bit! That was extra special! Not only did EL Linchador get his ass whooped, HARD! Mr. Smith shit his draws in front of millions and millions of people!

Burner: Eeew sick dude!

Huss: You dirty cracka!!

Mr. Smith: I DID NOT!! You, you, LIAR!!! Tell them Miller!

Miller: I rather not get involved… fans, we’ll take a short commercial break but don’t you dare go away.. we’ll be back with a lot more!!

Mr. Smith: I did not soil myself!! (cries)

:~:Scene fades to black with Miller consoling Mr. Smith and Paco, Huss and Burner laughing their asses off. :~:


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:~:The show comes back in the air with the camera zoomed in on Paco and Miller, but then it zooms out slowly to reveal the rest of the gang.:~:

Paco: Well, what do we do now?

G. Miller: I don’t really know.

Paco: Hey. We could go out drinking!

Mr. Smith: Sorry, alcohol just doesn’t sit well with me.

G. Miller: Or me.

Paco: We could go pick up some chi–Never-mind.

Mr. Smith: What?! Pick up some chicken from KFC? I love that stuff man. Good eating!

| Paco: That or be straight for once.

G. Miller: I am straight!

Mr. Smith: I am straight too!

Paco: Ya, sure. Just like I am against alcohol.

G. Miller: I hate you. Lets go to the back before I squish this little south of the border compadre so that he can’t even get on the kiddie rides at the amusement park.

Paco: Ohhh...Good one. You got me there! HOMO!

:~:The scene begins to fade to the back as Paco and Miller begin to do a full on fist fight with Mr. Smith and Burner trying to break it up, as Huss just watches, cheering both men on. The scene falls on a door leading into one of the same old locker rooms. This door has a sign on it. A black sign with three yellow words written on it. Those three words happen to be Fuck The Fans. The infamous stable that seems to be under everyone and anyone’s skin at any given time in their formation. A hand is seen grabbing at the door knob. A hand of darker skin tone than most people you see in ICWF. This man is Killa Kali followed by Pete Parker and Jack Sullivan. All three members of Fuck The Fans walk into their combined locker room and their faces drop. Jack Sullivan and Killa Kali look inside with a fiercely irate look on their face. Pete Parker looks like he has seen a ghost and the color seems to run clear out of his face.:~:

Jack Sullivan: That is–

Killa Kali: FUCKED UP!

:~:You see that around all three walls are nothing but wooden boxes. No, wait. They aren’t wooden boxes, they are coffins. They all line the wall so that you can’t even see the wall. All you see is coffin lined up to another coffin and so on and so forth. All of the coffins are labeled with black letters. They alternate from FTF to Jack Sullivan to FTF to Killa Kali to FTF to Pete Parker and back to FTF. All around the room. All but one coffin has one of those four lettering on them. One of them has a different name on it. One of them has Casanova written upon it. As all three pairs of eyes begin to stare at that one coffin, half of the lights go off leaving that coffin, and many others, in a dimmer light. The creak of an old unoiled hinge is heard as the door begins to open up. Before anything is even seen all the members react. Jack Sullivan and Killa Kali ready to fight and Pete Parker taking flight.:~:

Pete Parker: Oh my god! He really is a vampire! He is coming to get me!

:~:Pete Parker takes off down the hall in a dead (pun not intended) sprint. He knocks over what he runs into as he runs as fast as his legs will take him. The other two members of the stable continue to stand to watch the coffin’s lid continue to open up completely. They heave a sigh of relief, when nothing is in the box except a square piece of paper. They look at it as they walk closer.:~:

Jack Sullivan: Just another on of those Sentinels of Pussies mind games. Ohhh coffins! I am so scared!

Killa Kali: We should really drop off a present to them one of these days.

Jack Sullivan: Oh ya!

:~:Killa Kali gets to the piece of paper and pulls it off of the pine coffin and reads it and raises an eyebrow. He doesn’t understand the meaning of it at all. He gives it to Jack Sullivan who reads it to himself as well and still doesn’t get it.:~:

Jack Sullivan:Boo? What the hell does th–

:~:Before he could get any further two coffin lids are suddenly kicked off the hinges and sent flying into the center of the room. Jumping from each coffin is Draco and Zimdela Brudon. Zimdela Brudon lunges at Killa Kali and swings the hammer in his hand straight into his gut. Killa Kali doubles over and Zimdela Brudon grabs him by the collar of his shirt and swings him straight into another one of the coffins. His head smashes through it and Zimdela Brudon then begins to slap his ass as Killa Kali struggles to get free. On the other side of the locker room, Jack Sullivan goes to clothesline Draco, but Draco ducks underneath it. Jack Sullivan turns around just in time to get a hard super-kick straight to his mouth. Draco then whistles to Zimdela Brudon on the other side of the room who tosses him the hammer. Draco catches it and then puts it right to the side of Jack Sullivan. He stumbles back and holds his side and Draco rushes at him hitting a punch with the force of the hammer behind it. Sullivan leans against one of the coffins for support and swings at Draco. Draco dodges the massive right and side steps a quick left. The next punch Jack Sullivan throws is blocked by the hammer and he then grabs his knuckle wincing in pain. Draco decides to finish this little spat with a knee to the ribs and then spins around connecting with a hard kick to the side of the head. The kick hit its target at the temple and Sullivan collapses forward. Zimdela Brudon seems to be entertaining himself watching Killa Kali still with his head stuck through the lid of the coffin. Zimdela Brudon has one of the nine inch nails out and looks like he is ready to give Killa Kali an enema with it. Draco shakes his head at his fellow Sentinel of Insanity.:~:

Draco: Zimmy, will you just knock the poor bastard out?

Zimdela Brudon: Why? We could have a lot more fun this way.

Draco: An eye for an eye! Just do it!

:~:Zimdela Brudon sighs and moves so that he can see Killa Kali’s head. All that Killa Kali can see is Zimdela Brudon’s crotch. He screams as he tries to get away, but a hard knee to the side of the head knocks out Killa Kali and leaves him hanging limp still stuck in the lid of the coffin. Draco looks at Killa Kali and swings the hammer viciously towards him. He doesn’t hit him, but rather the lid breaking it so that he can slide to the floor. Killa Kali is bloody around his neck and face. Draco points to a coffin with the name Killa Kali on it with a sick smirk still plastered on his face. Zimdela Brudon puts the target into the desired coffin. As Killa Kali leans against the bottom of the coffin Draco starts to go berserk and hit him with lefts and rights. Killa Kali starts to bleed more and you see that Draco’s eyes are almost shooting out fireballs at this point. Killa Kali was the one who buried his protégé and he would note have him forget this treatment. Zimdela Brudon pulls Draco off of the unconscious FTF member.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: You wanted them alive for a reason. Let him wake up, then do it.

Draco: You are right. This is the tribute to Casanova and may these bastards never forget this day!

:~:Draco takes a few of the nine inch nails from Zimdela Brudon’s hand and slams the door shut. He then begins to drive the massive nails into the coffin lid to secure it shut. He puts half of the nails into this one coffin and towards the end it seems that Killa Kali has waken up and trying to escape. He can’t move the lid at all and his screams of rage can start to be a scream of fear. Unknown to him he is not six feet under or awaiting a drop. He just wants to get out of the predicament that he is in. Draco laughs to himself seeing this man in a fit or terror and rage. Zimdela Brudon looks over to Jack Sullivan who is waking up a bit as well. Zimdela Brudon’s eyes are looking a bit darker for some reason and Draco nods to him as they both move to Jack Sullivan before he is completely conscious. Zimdela hits Jack Sullivan with a hard right and he stumbles back to receive a quick jab from Draco. Jack Sullivan then stumbles to an awaiting Zimdela Brudon who hits an atomic drop. Jack Sullivan falls to his knees and Draco motions to pick him up. Zimdela Brudon smirks and does what Draco orders. Jack Sullivan is now sitting on Zimdela Brudon’s shoulders. Draco runs and jumps off of one of the folding chairs and hits a hard inverted heel kick sending Jack Sullivan straight to the floor through a small coffee table that was in the center of the room. The glass portion of that table is nothing but shards now and most are sticking out of Jack Sullivan’s back. He is one step away from going unconscious and Draco picks him up and kicks him straight into the coffin that has his name on it. :~:

Draco: When you wake up no one will be able to hear your screams! No one will come to your aid! You will be six feet under the earth ready to be decayed and eaten by worms. You have buried Casanova, a Sentinel member, and you expect nothing to happen to you and your fellow stablemates?! An eye for an eye!

:~:Zimdela Brudon slams the coffin lid shut and you hear a few moans coming from the coffin that Jack Sullivan is in. Killa Kali is still trying to get out, but less of his energy is being used for his attempt. Draco laughs as he starts to drive the massive nine inch nails into the coffin’s lid to keep it in place. Draco has one nail left over after the lid is firmly secure and not going anywhere. He looks where the lid is bulging from the force Jack Sullivan is putting on it and drives the nail in a little bit. Just enough so that the tip of the nail has not went through the lid, but that changes with one massive swing of the hammer. Now a unearthly howl is heard from Jack Sullivan and the pounding on the lid stops as he begins to swear and curse the Sentinels of Insanity.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: Now do we bury them?

Draco: Yes! Only these two will be more than six feet under.

:~:Draco motions to the door and a number of people come out from the hall way and begin taking the coffins, no matter if there is people in them or not. These people obviously has to be part of Zimdela Brudon’s followers of the Alternative Life. They start to drag them out into the parking lot and start piling them up between two trucks. All of the coffins are in this massive pile, all but one, the one that reads Casanova. Draco and Zimdela Brudon are now in the two massive trucks and they appear to be dump trucks filled to the brim with soil. Each one of them honks and then pulls back the lever that allows the dump truck to dump all of its contents. The soil falls out of the trucks and all over the coffins burying them in a huge amount of soil. The mountain at its highest peak looks to be about seven feet tall and it tapers off slowly around the edges with a few coffins barely exposed. Draco and Zimdela Brudon leave the dump trucks there and one of the members of the Alternative Life puts the Casanova coffin on top of the mountain of soil. It looks as if this is a tombstone now and Draco smirks at the job they had did. From behind them they see Pete Parker rushing over and then stopping dead in his tracks looking at the Casanova coffin sitting at the top of the massive mountain of dirt and turning white again.:~:

Pete Parker: Ahhhh! The vampire is going to suck my blood!

:~:Pete Parker makes a heartedly retreat by running as fast as he can in the other direction. Draco and Zimdela Brudon have a small chuckle as they see Pete Parker run off. They walk away as the scene changes back to Paco and Miller.:~:

Paco: Holy shit! Those guys never fail to shock me with what they do.

Miller: They buried two members of FTF and laugh about it!

Huss: I may hate the Sentinels of Insanity, but I have to admit that they are still as strong as ever and they are out for blood.

Mr. Smith: I really hope they stay where they are.

Paco: Little bitch!

Mr. Smith: What?! You want to tell them to get away from us?

Paco: ...no...

Mr. Smith : Exactly!

Miller: That was an unbelievable attack by the Sentinels on the FTF.. What happened to Parker, he’s never acted like that before!

Paco: Guy is afraid of vampires, what can you do?

Burner: Shah, I’m scared of them too…

Huss: I’m not. They never go after us black folks.

Mr. Smith: Well lucky ya’ll.

Miller: Seriously… Well folks, the war between the FTF and SOI gets taken to another level by the SOI.. Now the question must be asked, will the FTF retaliate, or finally admit that the SOI is better than them?

Paco: No they ain’t, and you best believe the FTF will strike again!

Burner: Uh, what are we talking about?

Huss: Cracka on Cracka crime!

Mr. Smith: Uh, Killa Kali is black, so stop that shit! I mean, stuff! Oh look, you made me curse!

Miller: Alright that’s enough guys.. Well folks.. we are going to take the last commercial of the night, then we will talk about who we think will win the Masters of the Mat and why and of course, we will reminisce again, as we watch another “Master of the Mat” Match!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:


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:~:The show comes back on the air with the gang in front of us. :~:

Miller: Well fans its time to talk about the Masters of the Mat tournament itself… This year Angel, El Linchador, Street Shark, Jack Sullivan, Draco, Pete Parker, Zimdela Brudon and The Jackrabbit are participating. They are all very confident, none think they don’t belong here.. All want that shot at the World Championship… So having said all that, gentlemen, please give us your pick and why you think he will win the tournament? Paco?

Paco: Well it’s hard to say.. no it isn’t! The FTF will win this tournament.. So that means either Sullivan or Parker will walk away with it.. Well, actually, after seeing the stunt Parker just pulled, I must go with Sullivan. He is my pick… the FTF reigns supreme, all these fools have just forgotten about it.. Jack Sullivan will help them remember by whooping their ass, evolution style!

Miller: Uh huh, right. Well Burner, what do you think?

Burner: I think Han Zo Man is going to win it dude!

Miller: What!?! He’s not even in the tournament!

Burner: Oh shah, that’s right… Ok.. How about Steve Stryker?

Miller: Uh, no…

Burner: The Jackhammer?

Miller: No…

Burner: El Masturbador?

Miller: You know what? Forget it.. Huss?

Huss: Well, seeing it is an all white cast in this tournament… I’ll have to go with uh… El Linchador.. he’s not fully white, so… heh.

Miller: Boy I’m glad you’re not racist, otherwise we would be in trouble. Mr. Smith?

Mr. Smith: I’m going to go with one of my favorites.. Now Paco I don’t want to hear any wise cracks ok? My pick is Zimdela Brudon. He’s huge, he’s tough, he’s got those dark eyes and in my view looks simply unstoppable. I don’t think even Street Shark, as big as he is, can stop him.

Miller: So El Linchador, Jack Sullivan and Zimdela Brudon are your picks huh? Well I’m going to go with Street Shark Mr. Smith. I do think Zimdela Brudon has a great chance to win it, but against the big mammoth Shark, he simply doesn’t have a chance. Well fans, there are your picks.. Nothing against Draco, Jackrabbit, Parker or Angel, I’m sure they’ll do well as well. Now fans its time to go back in time one last time.. To see another classic Masters of the Mat match!

Paco: Excellent, which one!?!

Miller: The 2000 Quarter finals “Boiler Room” Match between Johnny Hunter and Handy Man!!

Paco: Yes! Yes! YES!! Great main event! Great way to end tonight’s show!! It’s too bad ODJ won’t allow hardcore matches to take place in the MOTM any more.

Burner: Shah…

Huss: Yeah…

Mr. Smith: Nope. I agree with him, Masters of the Mat Five it’s all about wrestling and should be about wrestling. I love it.

Miller: And on that note, we’ll send you to the last match up of the night. The Main Event if you will.. Enjoy it fans, we’ll see you next at Masters of the Mat Five, don’t you dare miss it!!!

Paco: Party at my crib my gente!!!

Burner: Later!

Huss: Peace!

Mr. Smith: Bye-bye!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:

Miller: Up next is Johnny Hunter, another Hall of Fame member, vs. Handy Man, not a rookie but definitely one of the young lions here in the ICWF.

Paco: That's the boiler room brawl right!?

Miller: Sure is!!!!

Paco: Alright let's get that joint started!! I know Handy Man did some serious training for this match, he went all over the world didn't he!?

Mercer: He sure did, Handy Man pushed himself to the limit and beyond, some very vigorous training done by him. It's time to find out if all of that pays off.. let's go to Joey.

Joey: Ladies and Gentlemen our next match up is the last of the second round matches. The winner of this bout will face Kid Ca$h on the semifinal round. This next match is scheduled for one fall and it's a boiler room brawl!!

~The crowd cheers loudly then you hear sires go off and red and blue lights flash as on the Insane-A-Tron we see Handy Man standing there, ready for the match. ~

Joey: Introducing the first participant from Barrie, Ontario-Canada… he weights in at 240 pounds and stands at 5’11” tall… here is the current ICWF Intercontinental champion and Soul Assassins’ own…. HANDY MAN!!!!!!!!!!

~The crowd again cheers but as soon as “Evenflow” By Pearl Jam starts to play the boos rain down. The Insane-A-Tron shows us Johnny Hunter standing there across from Handy Man, the ref in the middle holds both hands up telling the wrestlers to wait. ~

Joey: and his opponent… from the Mean Streets of Chicago… he weights in at 245 pounds and stands at 6’3” tall…. Here is the current ICWF Hardcore Champion of the World and current Hall of Fame member… JOHNNY “BIG GAME” HUNTER!!!!!!!!!!

~He looks at the ref who is still holding his hands up, the bell inside the arena rings and the camera cuts to the boiler room, the ref puts his hands down and tells the wrestlers the match is a go…. ~

Miller: Well this one is a go gentlemen, who do you think will win? The young gun or the seasoned veteran!?

Mercer: That’s a very tough, tough question. The series is tied 1-1, hehe, so it’s hard to call.

Paco: You morons keep talking about series like this is basketball, shut up and watch the match if you can’t predict a winner…

~Hunter and Handy Man stare at each other for a bit longer before getting face to face, then Hunter goes for the first shot but Handy man quickly blocks it and nails Hunter with a heavy right hand. He nails him a couple of more times causing Hunter to back peddle, Handy Man charges at Hunter with a clothesline but he ducks it. Handy Man turns around and the Big Game nails him with a drop kick! Hunter quickly looks around for weapons, he sees a bunch of lead pipes on the floor and goes to grab one, it’s about 5 feet long. Hunter comes back and Handy Man is on his feet, Hunter swings at Handy Man a few times trying to catch him but to no avail. In one of the wild swings Handy Man grabs the pipe, kicks Hunter on the gut causing him to drop it. Handy Man hooks Hunter for a suplex and connects!~

Paco: No damn it! Use the pipe! Use the weapon, c’mon Handy Man you are disappointing me!!

Miller: Paco and Violence go together like oil and water….

Mercer: Uh, oil and water don’t mix…

Miller: Oh that’s right, uh, right, never mind then….

Paco: Idiot…

~Handy man stomps on Hunter a few times and then grabs the pipe, he tries to hit Hunter but he rolls out of the way. He tries a couple of more times but Hunter is able to roll out of the way both times, then with one swift kick Hunter takes Handy Man off his feet. Hunter jumps to his feet and grabs Handy Man by his feet, He catapults him and Handy Man goes crashing into the big heater. Handy Man holds his face as he lays on the floor. Hunter looks around and sees a metal trash can. He picks it up and as Handy Man was getting up he throws it at him causing Handy Man to fall down yet again. Hunter grabs the pipe and picks up Handy Man as well, then he nails him in the ribs with the pipe and then on his back and Handy Man goes down for the third time. Hunter goes for a pin, one! Two! kick out!!~

Miller: He almost had him there but the match has just started and Handy Man is known for taking great amount of pain..

Mercer: He sure is, many say they see him as a young Johnny Hunter, and that says a lot because Hunter is not old at all.

Miller: Yeah, Handy Man has held that Intercontinental title for a while now and is consider the #1 contender to the World Hardcore Title that Hunter has. Neither belt is on the line tonight though.

~Johnny Hunter picks up Handy Man and body slams him into the trash can from earlier. Hunter again looks around for more stuff and sees a brush broom next to a closet, he walks over and gets it. He comes back and picks up Handy Man, he goes to hit Handy Man with it but Handy Man gives him a side kick to the stomach causing Hunter to drop the broom. Handy Man picks it up, spins around and breaks it over Hunter’s head and he goes down for the first time. Handy Man picks him up and whips him towards the wall, Hunter hits hard and Handy Man is right there to hook him from behind and drops him with a release German suplex!!!~

Paco: OH MY GOD!! Did you see Hunter hit the concrete!? Jesus!!

Miller: He could have easily landed on his neck and snap it! Man that was vicious!!

Mercer: Handy Man is doing whatever it takes to win this match up, man that was indeed vicious…

~Handy Man quickly flips Hunter over and goes for the pin, the ref counts, one! Two! kick out!!! The crowd inside the arena is heard yelling “OH” as they thought Handy Man had Hunter. He starts to look around, he grabs Hunter by the leg and drags him until he reaches a dumpster. He picks up Hunter and kicks Hunter on the gut, he sets him for a Power-bomb, obviously trying to throw him into the trash can. Up goes Hunter, no he holds on and back body drops Handy Man into the dumpster instead!! Hunter drops to one knee trying to catch his breath, he looks up and sees a couple of ladders and he quickly walks over. He grabs a small one and sets it about 3 feet away from the dumpster, he begins climbing it and the crowd inside the arena is heard cheering. ~

Miller: Uh-oh, Hunter is about to go for one of his crazy ass moves here, this is why he’s the hardcore Champion!!

Paco: Yes!! Go Hunter go! Fly Hunter fly!!

Miller: Well somebody has turned into a cheerleader!!

~Hunter reaches the top and looks down at Handy Man inside the dumpster, the ref tells him not to do it but Hunter simply gives him the bird and dives off with his patented head butt! You hear a big “thud” as Hunter dove inside, the ref gets a stepping stool and looks inside the dumpster, the camera does too and we see Hunter on top of Handy Man, Hunter hooks the leg some how and the ref makes the count on the side of the dumpster, one! Two! kick out!!~

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

~ Hunter makes it to his feet, he shakes his head and then picks up Handy Man, he scoops him up and throws him out of the dumpster! Handy Man lands hard on the floor but is trying to stand up, Hunter begins to climb out of the dumpster and Handy Man gets up and nails him with a right hand. Handy Man grabs the stepping stool the ref used earlier and sets it up, he climbs it and then hooks Hunter for a suplex, he suplexes Hunter from inside the dumpster to the outside!! The crowd again cheers as Handy Man rolls over for the pin, one! Two! kick out by the Big Game. ~

Paco: Well I’ll be damn! That was a very close call!

Mercer: it sure was and it also shows you that Handy Man appears to endure more pain now then before, he got nailed with the diving head butt but was able to bounce right back and connect with that suplex off the dumpster.

~Handy Man walks over to where the small ladder is and brings it over to where Hunter is laying. He sets it up and then walks over to Hunter, he picks him up only to drop him back down with a body slam! Handy Man now begins to climb the ladder, the ref tries to stop him but Handy Man just shoves him to the side and climbs the ladder with his back to Hunter. Handy Man reaches the top and then throws his arms to the side and then dives off and connects with a moon-sault!!! ~

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

~Handy Man tells the ref to make the count, one! Two! kick out by Hunter who still has life left. Handy Man smacks the floor obviously upset. He stands up and kicks the ladder down. He then sees a table and brings it over, he sets it up and then grabs the ladder and folds it up. He goes to slam Hunter with it but Hunter puts his hands up and stops Handy Man, Hunter pushes himself up and both men hold the ladder, Hunter kicks Handy Man on the gut causing him to let go of the ladder and then Hunter nails him over the head with it! Hunter grabs the stepping stool and places it in front of the table, he then picks up the ladder and slams it on Handy Man hard! Hunter with the momentum now picks up Handy Man and hooks him under his arm for a DDT, he walks over to the stepping stool, climbs it and then delivers an elevated DDT onto the table!!! ~

Miller: Oh My! Hunter is coming back and what a way to do it then by sending Handy Man face first into the table!!

Paco: Damn! I like Handy Man but that was a great move by Hunter!!

Mercer: It sure was and I sense that Hunter is looking to finish Handy Man off, oh there is a pin! One! Two! he kicked out!! Amazing!!

~Johnny Hunter picks up Handy Man over his shoulder and walks towards an open area, he sees the door the leads out of the boiler room and gets a big smile. He holds Handy Man and then drops him with a shoulder-breaker, Hunter makes the lateral press and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out! Hunter seems upset but not surprise, he looks over to the ladders again and walks over, he picks up the big one and sets it up. He looks at Handy Man and then at the latter and then scoops up Handy Man, but Handy Man breaks free and falls behind Hunter. Handy Man then shoves Hunter towards some extra guard rails, Hunter hits hard! Handy Man picks up one of the rails and drops it on top of Hunter. ~

Miller: Man, Handy keeps coming back and coming back. Just when you think Hunter has him, he fights back…

Paco: That’s why he’s the IC champ! But don’t count Hunter out, both of these men are tough as nails!

~Handy Man drops the railing in front of the ladder and then he picks up Hunter. He jumps on his shoulders and delivers a Hurricanrana onto the guard rail!! A horrible thud is heard and as Handy Man gets off Hunter we see that he’s busted him open!! Handy Man gets a smile on his face and then begins climbing the ladder, this time facing Hunter, he reaches the top and stands in the second to last rung. The crowd inside the ring are chanting: “Handy Drop! Handy Drop!” as the ref pleads with Handy not to do it. Handy Man smiles and looks down at a motionless Hunter before diving off and delivering the double leg drop!!!~

Miller: That ladder is 20 feet tall and Handy leaped off like it was only 2!!!

Paco: and he connected with the Handy drop! But look, he’s hurt!!!

~Handy Man holds his leg but he is still able to roll over Hunter for the pin! The ref counts, one! Two!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!!! The crowd inside the arena erupts, Handy Man makes it slowly to his feet still holding on to his leg, he sees the double doors and begins hoping his way over. After a few moments he reaches the doors with the ref right next to him ready to ring for the bell. Handy Man looks back at Hunter who is still not moving and has a bloody face, Handy Man turns back around and opens the double doors! The ref signals for the bell, the fans cheer loudly as the bell rings….~

Joey: Here is your winner....HANDY MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Miller: Another upset!! Another upset! My God! Handy Man defeated The Big Game!!! Unbelievable!!

Paco: Mon I knew Handy Man was good but for him to beat Hunter, man that takes him to a whole new level!!!

Mercer: and that’s why he entered the King of the Ring, to take himself to that other level, and so far he is well on his way! A win over Hunter! Who hasn’t lost a match since Ultimate Survival, and not a singles match since last year!!

Miller: True enough and does that change the outlook of the King of the Ring or what!?

Paco: Hell yeah!!!

:~:The scene fades to black but instead of the credits rolling, we cut backstage into none other than the locker-room of El Linchador! The crowd cheers crazily at seeing the Hall of Famer on the Insane-A-Tron. El Linchador is packing various T-shirt and belongings into his sports bag when he begins to hear a crackling from the loudspeakers of the hi-fi system in his VIP status locker-room. Linchy moves to the loudspeaker, placing his ear to it when suddenly they comes the cawing of a bird. Linchy blinks, wondering what strange kind of song this is. Then from the loudspeaker on the other side of the room (gotta love surround-sound systems) there comes a faint laughing. Almost hysterical. Both sounds cut off as quickly as they began. Linchy looks around the room, muttering to himself, when a voice comes from the loudspeakers. :~:

Voice: “One too many times the line was crossed. One too many times you failed to obey, one too many times you failed to please. Well no more, El Linchador. Tonight it begins; tonight it ends. Tonight you become victim numero uno to The Brethren.”

:~:The voice cuts out, and much to El Linchador’s bemusement “Hate Me Now” my NAS begins to play. Into the room burst four figures. Talon drops El Linchador with a flying axe kick, and The Jackrabbit begins to lay fists on him. Talon lifts the luchador to his feet, gripping him in a Full Nelson and the third figure, Justin Taylor brings a crutch crashing across Linchy’s face. The pain causes Linchy to tug himself free of Talon’s grip, bringing a fist to strike at Taylor but he is met by a face full of blue spray-paint; courtesy of The Jackrabbit. As Linchy staggers around, Talon catches him square between the eyes with a stick of lead piping. The Hall of Famer hits the floor as all three men, The Jackrabbit, Talon and Justin Taylor stomp away on him. Into the room walks ODJ. :~:

ODJ: Hate me now, Linchador? Well whilst you’re lying there bleeding all over my carpets, let me tell you a few things. The first of those is that you will be paying to have those carpets cleaned. The second is that your first round opponent at Masters of the Mat; The Jackrabbit here… that was no coincidence, Linchy. I wanted you taken out of the tournament your attorneys got you in the very first round! And the third and final thing is this…

:~:ODJ looks around at the three others with him as they stand circling Linchy’s beaten body; ODJ points out that each of them, like him, are wearing a T-shirt bearing the words “THE BRETHREN.” :~:

ODJ: The third and final thing is that you just had the honor of being the first to fall at the hands of The Brethren.

~`) ODJ begins to laugh and, seeing this, The Jackrabbit decides to follow suit, laughing like a madman too as Justin Taylor, supported by a crutch, and Talon both just smirk down at their fallen foe. ODJ spits on Linchy before all four men exit the room, leaving the Hall of Famer to bleed in peace. The scene fades to black, and this time the credits do begin to roll… :~:

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