Friday Night Fire: Feel the Heat!
Ceres, Asteroid Belt March 2092 (card #371)
[Opening credits roll, and the pyrotechnics set off, as another television programming of UCW’s Friday Night Fire kicks off. Marching down the aisle is the controversial newcomer, Chaos, along with his henchmen, Rogue and Scourge.]
Chaos takes the liberty of giving the opening rant, as he expresses his superiority, and gives his message of “ultimate dominance” over the UCW. He rants about the UCW promotion, and its champion Star Warrior, and insists that the entire promotion will bow to his power, which draws Thantos out to answer him...
Thantos: ...you steal my line in your phony message of superiority. I revere no one but myself, the greatest athlete of all!
Chaos: I already forced you to succumb to my power only a few nights ago. Take a seat!
[Thantos begins to lose his composure, but stays calm].
Thantos: You who dare to question my authority, prepare to meet the consequences... tonight!
Chaos: Yeah, I suppose I could use the warm-up, but so could the Matador!
[Thantos turns to see Matador of M83 attack him from behind the curtain. The four of them punk the Evil Gamemaster until Star Warrior pops out of no where and hits the Matador with the Tomohawk Thrust, chasing Chaos and company away.]
Lightyear: ...wasn’t that unusual? Well, folks, I guess we have a match tonight between Chaos and Thantos then!
Morpheus: I don’t like the odds of this one, Thantos is my boy, but Chaos is as he says... Power Incarnate!
Lightyear: ...and Massif is easily able to handle Tongsoon and Tendron!
Morpheus: Can anyone stop that freak of nature?
Lightyear: Massif has Tendron by the tentacles...
Morpheus: No fair! That’s a blatant infringement of the wrestling rulebook!
Lightyear: Massif scoops him up for... the Massif Power Slam!
Morpheus: The whole ring just bounced an inch off the ground!
Lightyear: Can this be what I think it is? It is! The VOLCANIC DROP! ...1...2...3! Powerhouse wins!
Morpheus: And what the hell did Earthquake contribute in this match?
[As Powerhouse celebrates their victory, the Royal Creeps “creep” over the guardrail and attack Powerhouse from behind. Mad Jester clobbers Earthquake in the back of the head with his “doll on a stick,” as Killer Queen throws powder into Massif’s eyes.]
Morpheus: Now we’re talking! Business is picking up, as Powerhouse gets punked by a couple of “royal midgets!”
Lightyear: Unbelievable! The Royal Creeps, who will be facing Powerhouse next week at Knights of the Squared Circle, have
ambushed their opponents before their matchup!
Morpheus: And I’m loving every minute of it!
Lightyear: But wait, Massif is losing his ire! Massif fights back, and has Killer Queen compressed in a grinding bear hug!
Morpheus: He just threw him off like a rag doll!
Lightyear: Raggedy Ann, you might say.
Morpheus: Aren’t you the jokester?
Lightyear: Massif grabs the Jester by the throat, and look! He’s got the mountain rope! He’s tying Mad Jester to the steel ringpost!
Morpheus: This is a travesty of justice!
Lightyear: Double Avalanche by Earthquake and Massif on a helpless Mad Jester!
[Killer Queen saves his disoriented partner, as they retreat to the lockeroom. Before the leave, Killer Queen turns back and mutters that he is the “giant killer” and claims that he will fell both redwoods come Knights of the Squared Circle (KOTSC).]
Lightyear: ...and Mesmer nails Bishop Hell with the clothesline!
Morpheus: Come on, your eminence, do something!
Lightyear: Mesmer reaches for a sleeperhold... and Bishop Hell throws him off into the ropes!
Morpheus: Beautiful move!
Lightyear: Mesmer rebounds off the other side, and FLYING CROSS! Bishop Hell nails him with a FLYING
CROSS! ...1...2...3! Bishop Hell gets it!
[As the announcer announces Bishop Hell as the winner, the Bishop charges up a powerful HELLFIRE for the loser of this contest. However, at the last moment, Justice runs down from the lockeroom and shoves Mesmer out of the way, taking the full force of the HELLFIRE himself. Bishop Hell is at first vivid at Justice for foiling his plans, but then when he recognizes the victim of the flame, he shrugs it off.]
Bishop Hell: Ha! Might as well have been you, Toris! And there’s plenty more of where that came from, which you’ll have the pleasure of experiencing this weekend at our big matchup!
Mayhem: ...Wolf, you savage freak! Well, I guess we do have one thing in common! You complain about how Spike double crossed you a couple of weeks ago, when you seem to forget that you’re the biggest turncoat bastard out there! I’m gonna show you a thing or two about Aethran authority when we get it on later tonight!
Morpheus: ...come on, Terror, go for the kill!
Lightyear: And what’s this? The Gladiators are attacking Battering Ram! Brute and Massacre are visciously beating on the
AniMan from Andromeda! This match will be thrown out!
Morpheus: Aww, come on, it’s just a little nick, the ref should allow the match to continue...
Lightyear: And here come the Beasts of Burden to help their comrade out! The Gladiators retreat before Incredible Badger and Iron Mane can arrive on the scene!
Thantos: ...but this doesn’t mean that the problems between me and you are over! I’m only doing this for me, I couldn’t give a
shit if you got your ass kicked all over the arena by those other two. You’d better watch your own back, because I’m only
going to be watching mine!
Morpheus: The hell is this? I’m going to have to talk to Thantos. I don’t want him teaming with
some jabronie son of Omega!
Lightyear: Calm down, Morpheus! He’s only doing it to defeat Chaos!
Lightyear: ...neither man holding back tonight, as they both obviously want to be going home early tonight!
Morpheus: But Galactic Punisher looks to be on top. Oh no, don’t tell me what I think this is looking like...
Lightyear: THE VERDICT!
Morpheus: Damnit Lightyear!
Lightyear: And the referee gets himself in position to make the count ...1...2...3! The Galactic
Punisher wins!
A note comes out of Commissioner Carter’s office to announce that Chaos and Matador of M83 have accepted the added stipulation from Star Warrior and Thantos in that it will indeed be a tag team match in the main event.
Morpheus: ...that Pulsar should be focusing on his opponent!
Lightyear: And Death Masque loads up for the MELTDOWN, knocking Pulsar Prime to the floor!
Morpheus: Told you so!
Lightyear: And what’s this? The ref is trying to hold Death Masque back, and Darkos is laying the boots to Pulsar Prime!
Morpheus: I love it!
Lightyear: Darkos gives Pulsar Prime a piledriver!
Morpheus: Don’t bother counting, ref, he’s done!
Lightyear: And the count begins ...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! This will go down as a countout victory to Death Masque, as Pulsar Prime
struggles to get inside of the ring!
Morpheus: What’s the Titan geek doing now? He’s got a mic.
Pulsar Prime: Darkos! you dirty bastard! You think you can lay your hands on me like that in all of my matches, why don’t you get your ass in the ring
with me officially one-on-one this next weekend at KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARED CIRCLE!?
Darkos: You challenging me? Well I’d be honored to get it on with you, my young lad, so we’ll make it a date for KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARED
CIRCLE!
Lightyear: There you have it! Another match added for the card next weekend, it’s Pulsar Prime versus Darkos!
Star Warrior: ...I know what I have to do to bring the family honor, father. And if that includes joining forces with the one who betrayed you, I’m willing to do that as long as we can put an end to Chaos and his Third Force!
Morpheus: ...where do these two think they’re going?
Lightyear: Mayhem and Wolf are brawling on the ramp... what’s this? Spike comes out of nowhere and clobbers Wolf with a lead pipe! Wolf is shaken up!
Morpheus: Serves that savage bastard right!
Lightyear: Spike retreats before the referee ever sees him, and Mayhem has got Wolf hoisted on top of his shoulders. He’s running for the steel ringpost... DANGER ZONE! Mayhem rolls Wolf back inside and goes for the cover ...1...2...3! A travesty of justice!
Morpheus: ...and I’m loving it!
[It takes a minute for Wolf to gain consciousness, but when he does, he grows irate, and rushes out of the ring in search for Spike.]
Lightyear: ...and here comes the Brute with a Runaway Cannon!
Morpheus: Go Gladiators!
Lightyear: You sound enthusiastic there... anyway, Proteus comes in and attacks the big man, but Brute just shrugs him off!
Morpheus: There’s that Aethran dominance we always here them talking about!
Lightyear: Massacre comes in and hits the CLEANSING on Massacre! ...1...2...
Morpheus: And Actagon lucks out by kicking out of that one!
Lightyear: Brute holds Actagon in a bear hug... Massacre rebounds off the far side of the ropes...
Morpheus: DECAPITATOR! And what a beauty! Executed on the edge of the ropes, as Actagon goes out and hits his head on the floor! He’s not getting back up from that one!
Lightyear: The referee lays the count: ...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! The Gladiators successfully defend their titles!
Morpheus: And you’re surprised?
Lightyear: ...and Thantos is taking it to Chaos!
Morpheus: That’s my boy you’re talking about right there!
Lightyear: Thantos to the far side, and...
Morpheus: WHERE’S THE REF?! That freakin’ Matador just tripped Thantos’ foot!
Lightyear: Thantos gets up and turns around to face Matador’s BULLWHIP!
Morpheus: What business does Matador have in there? He wasn’t tagged in!
Lightyear: Chaos grabs the BOW OF DEFEAT!
Morpheus: Get your ass in there, Star Warrior, save your partner!
Lightyear: And the ref calls for the bell! Thantos submitted!
Morpheus: NOOOOO!
[Matador continues to give Thantos the boots, as Star Warrior finally interferes and breaks it up with the match being over. Matador stands by Chaos, who laughs at Thantos’ misfortune as Rogue and Scourge meet them down by the ring. The Third Force exits en masse, as Star Warrior tends to Thantos. ]
[When Thantos is able to get on his feet, he vividly scolds Star Warrior for not helping him when he was in trouble, and gives Star Warrior a kick to the gut and a piledriver to part with his former best friend.]
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