Prez Darren - WELCOME, TO THE nWo!!! The crowd starts up again but Prez Darren makes himself heard. Prez Darren - It's been a long wait but we are finally here. The WoW made it's mark in the e-fed world and now it's time for the nWo to surpass that. Not only will you be witness to some of the greatest matches and rivalries here in the nWo, but you will be witness to some of the most shocking twists to enter your homes. Without futher ado, let's get down to business!!! With that said, massive pyro erupts on the stage as the green lazers shine through the smoke. Pyro erupts over top of the ring and lights go berserk. The show cuts to the official Malice opener set to the official nWo band "13 Stitches" in a heavy hitting and dark song entitled "Human Hate Machine". The intro video features many clips of former WoW talent and current nWo talent such as PKA, Necron, Deidre, Judas & Rammer. Then the video features shots of former WoW champions lifting the gold in the air such as Ichabod, Brother Brimstone, Triple X, Richard Gazinya, Smoke Dawg and ending on a shot of first ever WoW Champion...Justin Payne.
The show returns to the ring where Prez Darren holds up the mic and continues. Prez Darren - Ahh, Justin Payne, the first ever WoW Champion. Well, that's all in the past. This is the nWo!! Who will make their mark as the first ever nWo Champion?? Well, we will be finding out at Gladiator!! That's right, Gladiator is back in the nWo! Some of you may remember it, some of you new members may have never heard of it. Well, over the coming weeks you will get to know the match very well if you want any chance of becoming the first ever nWo Champion!! That's right, the winner of the Gladiator match will be crowned Champion. The crowd erupts in excitment to this announcement. Prez Darren - That's not all I am here to announce. There have been quite the rumors circulating that two individuals want to lock it up in the middle of the ring in a retirement match. These two men were huge former WoW stars. Well, since we're on the topic of Gladiator, it appears I have a time and a place for this to go down. Sunday February 23rd, 2003...Madison Square Garden....GLADIATOR!! What do you have to say to that...Triple X??...how about you...Sweet Cheapshots??. Who here wants to see these two men lock it up at Gladiator?? The crowd goes balistic. Prez Darren - Well then...I guess we'll have to wait and see what they have to say. That's why I am proposing that both X and Cheapshots be RIGHT HERE next week on Malice!! Will they show and put these rumors to rest?? Find out, next week! But first, we have this week to get through so I'll turn things over to your favorite announce team of Hank and Michael D! The crowd cheers again for the voices of nWo and former WoW announcers while Prez Darren exits the ring and heads to the back. Hank - It feels great to be back doesn't it Mike? Mike D - You're telling me Hank. We havn't even been on the air 10 minutes and this place is exploding. Did you hear those announcements? Hank - Gladiator will be one to remember this year as we crown our first champion. But how about Triple X and Cheapshots. Do you really think they will be here next week? Mike D - I don't know Hank. I'm just glad I get a front row seat if they do. Just don't be getting hot dogs at that point. Hank - Very funny.
We go to ringside as "Fight Music" by D12 hits the sound system in the arena. The crowd burst out in cheers and applause while pyro is shooting off in all directions as Rammer makes his appearance coming out from behind the curtain. On his way down to the ring he high fives a few of the fans. When he gets to the ring he slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope and hops up onto the turnbuckle. Rammer showboats for the fans by doing a backflip off the top of one of the turnbuckles. He then leans against the corner of the ring waiting for the his partner to make his way out.
Mike D- Rammer is looking in great shape. He is certainly one of the top prospects brought into the nWo from the old WoW.
Hank- You couldn't be more right Michael, Rammer is showing all the promise in the world.
Just then "The Way I Am" by Eminem plays through out the arena. Black Scorpion comes out from behind the curtain as he looks around the arena slowly. He starts to walk slowly down the ramp as fans reach for him from the isle trying to slap hands but, Black Scoprion ignores them. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and spins around slowly looking around the arena at the fans. He climbs on each ring posts, giving the finger to the crowd. The crowd cheers through the Whole thing as the Black Scorpion hops down and waits near his teammate for their opponents.
Hank- Not much is known as of yet about the Black Scorpion but, he does have an impressive resume.
Mike D- Let's see what he can do in the big leagues...something tells me that he's ready!
Mike D- What do you make of Lilio and Judas?
Hank- Hard to say but, Lilio doesn't seem to like the fact that Judas interrupted him with his elaborate entrance.
Hank- That was a close one.
Mike D- Lilio mages to get into this match, without Judas' approval.
Hank- I can't say that I didn't see that coming. Now how well can Lilio fare on his own?
Hank- Lilio put up a fight but, he was no match for this well polished team of Rammer and the Black Scorpion by himself.
Mike D- Those two worked very well together unlike Lilio and Judas who left earlier on in the match. Team work Hank, it's all about teamwork.
Hank- I couln't have said it better myself. Let's send you back stage as we get set for our next contest.
Ralph Lillard-Judas can I have a word with you?
Judas- What the hell do you want?
Ralph- Judas I just want to ask you a few things, if that is ok?
Judas- Ok, but make it fast, just because I have the Black Cross doesn't mean that I like the sun light. So get on with it...
Ralph- Ok, first things first why is it that you turned on Lilio?
Judas- The hell with him, he is a loser. His heart is not in to wrestling, and seems to me he wont be either.
Ralph- What do you mean by that?
Judas- I don't think that he will wrestle again any time soon, and not in this fed anyways. If he does I will tear him a part limb by limb....
Judas walks over to a table that is sitting back stage, and with one hit the table breaks in two. Then he walks back over to Lillard.
Judas- That is why I think that he will not be back. On top of that I am asking Rammer and Scorpion to join NWWO along with Ichabod. As for Lilio you no long have the NWWO to back you up, so watch who you piss off, and stay the hell out of my way, or you will die! I am out of here I have places to be, and I have to move Lilios stuff out of his old office.
Judas walks for the back doors, and swings them open. As he does he runs to a car with tinted windows and Seneca waiting for him. Lillard turns back to the camera.
Ralph- Wow....well it seems that Judas is highly pissed at Lilio. I don't know if Lilio is going to stay or if he is going to put is tail between his legs and run. But if he does stay he better watch his back, because Judas doesn't look like he is playing around.
The camera goes back out to where Hank and Mike D. are sitting.
Hank- True words from Ralph Lillard, our backstage correspondant. Okay folks this next match coming up here is between the beautiful Deidre and the ever intimidating presence of Nightmare!
Michael D- I don't know about that part of the story Hank, but all I know is that Deidre has looks that can kill!
Hank- But I hate to say that they aren't going to play any factor in tonight's battle!
The lights go out and there is a fifteen second tense wait. Suddenly, Chop Suey begins to play. Pyros begin to shoot sparks from the left of the stage, building up from sources all the way around to the right until the sparks surround the stage. As soon as the last pyro on the right is lit, the same thing begins to happen from the ceiling around the ring from right to left. Just as the music begins to speed up and the drums kick in, the sparks reach a blinding crescendo and Deidre jumps through the pyros and runs to the ring awaiting her opponent
Hank- She looks poised and ready to go
Fade To Black by Metallica begins to play as the house lights go dark, black lights light up a path to the ring as Nightmare and his manager Jason Reid walk slowly to the ring while the crowd cheers awaiting the start of the match.
Michael D- This one should be good!
Deidre moves in closer to Nightmare as he stalks her into the corner. He takes a wild swing at her with his right hand but she's able to duck underneath it and slide to the outside and drop kick his knees sending Nightmare down. She starts pounding away on his legs as she lifts him up by his hair and smacks him across the face sending him flying into the turnbuckle. She grabs him by the hair again and drags him out of the corner and hits an uppercut knocking him back a few steps and then clotheslines him over the top rope! Deidre follows him to the outside and slams him against the fan rail forcing him to drop to his knees. She starts kicking away at his stomach and then climbs to the ring apron and smiles to the crowd
Hank- We've seen Deidre's high risk offense, this could very well be another chapter!
Deidre then leaps off but Nightmare moves at the last second forcing Deidre to slam against the fan rail and fall backwards. Nightmare takes advantage and picks her up and slides her in the ring and follows closely behind going for the cover but only making a two count. Nightmare stands up and looks frustrated and turns to Jason for advice. He has a small conversation with Jason in the corner as he smiles and gets up and picks Deidre up and nails a vertical suplex. He then goes to the corner of the ring and starts to un-tie one of the turnbuckle covers as Jason distracts the ref.
Hank- He can't do that! I don't re-call this being an Ultra-Violent match!
Michael D- Your so observant aren't you?
Deidre is slow to get up as she crawls to the ropes for support. Nightmare tosses the cover aside and stalks her and lifts her up by the hair and goes to whip her into the corner but Deidre reverses and whips Nightmare to the corner but Nightmare stops himself and smiles. He turns around shaking his head but is Missile Drop Kicked back into the corner and nails the exposed turnbuckle! Nightmare fires back out of the corner grabbing his back in pain as Deidre superkicks him knocking him straight on his back! She smiles and goes for the cover but Jason still has the referee distracted as Deidre easily has the three count!
Michael D- Well legal or not, that Jason sure does have a good ring presence.
Hank- Nightmare is very lucky at this point!
Deidre stands up and turns the referee around and asks him what he's doing as Nightmare quickly rolls over and goes for the roll up pin but Deidre kicks out at 2. Deidre stands up and picks Nightmare up with her and whips him off the ropes and knocks him down with a shoulder block. The crowd is going insane at this point as Deidre slowly makes her way to Nightmare. She picks him up by the hair and corners him into the corner turnbuckle and starts stomping away until he's down on his butt and then starts choking him with her boot. The ref makes the count as she lets go and acts like she did nothing wrong.
Hank- Using some of Nightmare's own tricks!
Deidre goes to the corner and picks up Nightmare. She throws him off the ropes and goes for a spinning heel kick but Nightmare counters into a pump handle slam. Both wrestlers are down in the ring as the ref initiates the count. The crowd is going insane trying to get the wrestlers to get up as the ref keeps counting. The ref screams 5 as finally Nightmare gets up and picks Deidre up with him. Nightmare sets her up for a Powerbomb. He lifts her up and goes to execute but Deidre leap frogs him and bounces off the ropes and nails a bulldog!
Hank- What a counter!
Michael D- And she looked so good doing it!
Deidre then gives a smile and climbs to the top rope and throws a hand up as the crowd screams. She then looks down at Nightmare and sees he's out. Jason then quickly runs to the turnbuckle and tries to push Deidre off but Deidre won't have it! She kicks him down with her right foot and then leaps off. She then executes a picture perfect Randomizer, with a 450 twisting elbow drop across the throat of Nightmare! She then reaches over and hooks the leg and the ref counts the easy three!
Hank- Well ladies and gents that one is in the books officially! Deidre captures the Television title over Nightmare with that victory tonight!
Michael D- Did I mention she looked good doing it?
Hank- Our next match was originally scheduled to be a triple threat match between PKA, AC Charisma, and The Difference. But--
Michael D- But The Difference won't be showing up tonight. His contract is still under negotiation.
Hank- You took the words right out of my mouth Mike. None the less, this should be a stellar event folks!
The arena goes quiet as the camera pans along the entrance way...then "My Time" hits the PA System as the camera quickly takes shot of the VideoTron as it shows the words 'Grade A' and then flashes and we see the letters 'PKA' flashing. It changes to shots of PKA wrestling at his fast pase. The words continue to flash 'Grade A' -- 'PKA'. PKA walks out from behind the curtain with a black beanie on his head with 'PKA' inprinted on it, some black sunglasses, white tape on his wrists, and some baggy black jeans with a white and red stripes down the side. He walks down the ramp towards the ring. While doing so he grabs onto his left wrist tape and runs his hand on it to adjust it, then doing the same thing with his left hand to his right wrist's tape. PKA stops at the end of the ramp in front of the ring looking out at the crowd, to the left, and right. He walks to the ring and gets on the apron, then climbing the turnbuckle and stopping on the second buckle, he raises his arms directly out at his sides in a crucifix stance. PKA drops his arms to his sides and looks out at the crowd once more, before leap frogging over the ropes and into the ring. He walks to the opposite turnbuckle and climbs up to the second buckle, raising his arms in the crucifix once more and then taking off his sunglasses.
Michael D- PKA looks to be in amazing shape Hank!
Hank- No doubt about that Mike, but let's not forget his opponent, newcomer AC Charisma!
The stadium lights turn red as the big screen shows "AC" then at the bottom comes "CHARISMA". "The Red" by Chevelle starts to play as AC appears on the ramp and walks to the ring taunting the crowd. Following closely behind him is golf sensation Tiger Woods! Tiger, sporting an "I was violated by Mini-C" t-shirt, waves to the fans as AC hops into the ring. He bounces off the ropes a few times, testing their strength as he warms up. The referee calls to the ring attendant, and finally AC glances over at his opponent, PKA, as if to say "oh, you showed up?". PKA glares daggers back at him. The bell rings, and both men waste no time getting right into the thick of things. The two exchange a flurry of rights and left back and forth across the ring. PKA is the first to gain the upperhand, catching AC off guard with a quick kick to the gut. Stunned, AC is driven down to the mat in a quick running DDT. PKA drops down for the count, 1..not even close!
Michael D- PKA trying for the fast way out, but I don't think that strategy's going to do much good here Hank. AC is just too fresh to keep down for the three count.
Hank- Too early. Way too early. PKA's going to have to do more then that if he wants to pick up the win.
AC is quickly to his feet and sends PKA flying to the mat with a standing front face dropkick. He drops down, locking on an armbar. He yanks back PKA's arm, and his effort is met with a satisfying scream. PKA howls in pain as AC clamps the armbar down tighter, slowly mounting up the pressure on his arm and shoulder. The referee waits patiently a few moments, then drops down to check in on PKA. When asked if he wants to submit, PKA shakes his head repeatedly, refusing to tap out. He stretches out his leg, reaching for the rope, almost there...almost there...almost there...PKA's foot catches the edge of the rope and holds on for dear life. The referee hops up, taking notice of this, and begins a count. 1. 2. 3. AC releases the hold, dragging PKA to his feet. He's looking for the hip toss focusing on the already sore shoulder, but PKA isn't about to have that, and sends Charisma to the mat with a lethal short arm clothesline.
Michael D- Oh man Hank! Did you see that impact!?
Hank- A quick shift of the tides by PKA. Smart move.
PKA drags Charisma to his feet, still woozy, and sends him back to the mat with a quick snap-mare suplex. AC shakes the cobwebs off and hops to his feet, only to go right back to the mat as PKA flings him with an arm drag takedown. Charisma springs back up, bounces off the ropes. He soars at PKA with a flying clothesline, and connects. He goes for the cover. 1..2..Kickout by PKA, who quickly rolls Charisma into a schoolboy. 1..2..kickout by Charisma. Both men quickly to their feet meet in the lockup. Back and forth they go, neither being able to gain an advantage long enough to pull anything off. Tiger Woods slides into the ring, shouting something, and immediately the referee rushes over to prevent him from interfereing. AC plants his knee into PKA's groin, sending the challenger down to the mat in pain. He winks over at Tiger, who finally slides out of the ring. Charisma gets the referee's attention and goes for the pin..
Hank- 1...2...th--NO!
Michael D- PKA with the shoulder up at the last second! That was close Hank!
Hank- Very close, Mike, no thanks to Tiger Woods.
AC can't believe it! He grabs the referee by the collar, shouting at him about a slow count. PKA crawls up behind Charisma and lands a blatant low blow of his own. Charisma crumples to the mat, eyes watering. PKA dashes to the ropes. He baseball slides, smashing right into the side of AC's ribs. PKA quickly to his feet drags AC by the hair onto the ropes. Charisma lays there in pain, his throat resting against the rope. PKA dashes to the other side of the ring, on the rebound, he slams down hard onto Charisma's back, smashing his throat into the rope and effectively knocking the wind out of him. PKA pulls AC to his feet. Irish whip. Charisma slams into the turnbuckle, laying there panting and gasping for breath. PKA charges in, Charisma leaps at the last second, going for a dropkick. PKA catches himself just in time to grab hold of AC's legs. He pulls AC off the turnbuckle, and drags him to the middle of the ring. He grins just a moment, and hooks Charismas legs together into a figure four leglock. AC howls in pain, trying to keep his shoulders off the mat. PKA clamps on the pressure, and Charisma cant help but scream. The referee drops down, checking on AC. Does he want to submit? No. No. Hell no. PKA pounds his fists to the mat in frustration. Charisma begins shaking his head back and forth wildly...can he do it? Can he do it? Can he do it? Yes! Charisma has just reversed the submission! PKA screams out both from the pain and out of complete shock.
Michael D- Wow! I don't beleive it Hank, he just reversed a figure four!
Hank- Give AC Charisma all the credit in the world Mike, it's definately not often we see that!
PKA pounds the mat this time in pain, trying his hardest to hold out. But slowly, ever so slowly and surely, AC is dragging PKA away from the ropes. The referee drops down to check on PKA, does he want to give up? No! No! PKA screams and pounds the mat, refusing to give up. Finally, Charisma simply drops the lock and slides up to his feet. He drags PKA up, and whips him to the turnbuckle. He slides out of the ring, headed right for the ring attendant. He shoves him off and grabs a chair. He goes to climb back int the ring, but the referee is right there keeping him from bringing it in. His plan works perfectly. With the ref distracted, Tiger Woods reaches underneath the ring, pulling out a golf club. He hops up onto the canvas, using the long neck of the club to choke the life out of PKA, who struggles futiley to break free. A few moments of Ac trying to get into the ring and Tiger working his golf club, and PKA is out like a light. Tiger hops back down off the canvas and whistles over to AC, who nods his head and drops the chair. He slides into the ring and heads straight for PKA. Dragging him to his feet, Charisma sets him up, and connects with the turnbuckle powerbomb!
Michael D- I think this is it Hank!
Hank - I think so too Mike, and I don't like it one bit!
AC calls for the Super Tiger Driver, and the crowd shows it's excitment. He's almost set PKA up for the move when a woman darts out from the audience, slipping past ringside security. It's Ash, PKA's ex-manager and fiancee! She hops the barricade and quickly rushes far enough to toss something bright and shiny to PKA. It's a pair of his old brass knucks! PKA connects with a solid right hook to the jaw, Charisma goes wobbling to the mat, and the referee doesn't even see it! PKA drops down for the pin...1...2...3! PKA hops to his feet, quickly sliding out of the ring. Tiger Woods--infuriated over his buddy's loss--comes at PKA swinging his golf club like a man posessed! PKA and Ash quickly look to one aanother, and turn, darting up the rampway.
Michael D- PKA pulled it off, what an upset Hank! I just got one question though.
Hank- What's that Mike?
Michael D- You said something about Tiger Woods a minute ago Hank but I dont see him--where is he?
Hank- Your guess is as good as mine Mike...
Hank- Alright here comes the moment we've all been waiting for, at least for the past few weeks, Mike.
Mike D.- Nester Defranco and Brian Graves are going to finally going to lock up right now in this very ring!
Micheal D.- Uh oh, I don't think Nester took his medicine. Look at that sick grin on his face.
Graves slides in to nearly get hit with a boot in the face. But he quickly rolls away and springs up to his feet. He runs toward Nester giving him a massive knife edged chop to the chest. Nester staggers backward, but returns with clothesline. BG hits the mat, but bounces back up behind Nester and grabs him for a German Suplex. He releases as Nester falls, and then gets back up and swings his body around for a very nice looking elbow! He covers 1, 2, Nester pulls out!
Hank- A little premature effort from Graves there, but still looking good.
Micheal D.- Neither man is gonna stay down for long!
Nester and BG circle one another, and Nester runs at Graves. They lock up and Graves powers into an armbar. But Nester reverses and holds the armbar on Brian. Nester wraps an arm around Graves and gives him a Rock Bottom! Nester goes up once more.
Mike D.- He's going to try it again, he's insane!
Hank- Thats why they call it high risk, Mike!
"Walk" by Pantera sounds the PA system. Everyone jumps to their feet as they look around waiting for Dick Gazinya to walk out on the ramp.
Mike D.- Uh oh.
Hank- Nester takes the match! What is Dick doing here?
Mike D.- Obviously helping Nester!
The blimp lowers as Dick hops down into the ring. An all out assault occurs as the NDE lay into BG with stomps. Nester picks up BG and holds him as Dick nails a picture perfect 'Grand Finale' inverted DDT. From there, Dick orders Nester to hold him. Nester grabs BG in a camel clutch as Dick calls for a microphone. One gets tossed into the ring as Dick paces around the ring and begins to speak.
Dick- You know BG, you call yourself 'The Extreme Legend'...You walk around with your nose up...You think your the top dog in this business....Well you found out tonight that your not! I've waited a long, long damn time for this Brian! It's come down to this...the NDE making you out to be nothing more than another example! Face it Brian, you couldn't cut the mustard! Your nothing but, another chapter in The Dick's future autobiography! Now you can leave the nWo just as fast as you came in! Go somewhere where you can win a world championship in your first week. Go ahead, be a big fish in a little pond...lord knows you can't swim with sharks in the nWo! I've had enough of you! Nester, go get the chairs!
Nester drops BG onto the mat, releasing the camel clutch. He heads out of the ring, grabs two chairs and returns. The NDE wrap one chair around one of BG's ankles and the other around his head. The NDE go to their respective turnbuckles and climb their way to the top, getting ready to hit the "Nasty Dick Explosion". The crowd goes estatic yet, with a very mixed reaction. All of a sudden there is a big stir in the crowd. The cameras turn to the audience to see some commotion. Out of nowhere, Barty B Bad hops the rail in his street clothes. He runs up the steps behind Dick and pushes him off the top turnbuckle causing him to land on the outside whacking his chin on the barrier. Nester hops down and goes after Barty. He swings a big right but, gets it blocked by Barty B Bad. Barty hammers away, taking it to the Nesterman. He whips him to the ropes, ready to nail a clothesline but, Nester hangs onto the ropes and slides out to safety. Nester and Dick embrace on the outside as Barty's theme music plays. By this time BG is up and slaps Barty a double high five as the NDE back themselves up the ramp pointing and screaming their way.
Micheal D.- Barty B Badd?? What in the world was he doing in nWo?
Hank- Looks like he was evening up the score for Brian Graves, Mike. But will these two end up being a tag team?
Mike D.- I guess that remains to be seen.
Hank - What a tremendous opening show. If this is just the beginning then look out!
Mike D - All beginnings have an end, and this weeks end is upon us but first it's Ichabod -vs- Necron. This is going to be insane!
Hank - What the heck was that about? Are they trying to sway this match in favor of Necron?
A bell rings out echoing across the darkened arena. "The Birth of Tragedy" roars to life from the nWo tron showing grainy highlights of Necron's dire accomplishments. A single spotlight shines down as the monster steps out onto the stage, smoking a cigarette. He glares silently out at the crowd with a disdainful sneer. He stalks down to the ring and snuffs his cigarette out on the mat with his boot.
Hank - I have never known Necron to be as twisted and evil as we have seen in the past month.
The lights in the arena go out and the beginning of "Forsaken" plays by David Draiman. Blue lasers around the screen cut wide arcs through the air. As they cut, it becomes apparant that a heavy fog is being pumped into the arena. As Draiman says "I'm over it" explosions light up the stage all around and Ichabod steps out to powerwalk to the ring. When he gets there, he steps up onto the apron, turns, and raises his arms slowly like 'Triple H' as the lights come up.
Just then Mr. Black begins to make his way down the rampway and nods towards the ref who nods back. Mr. Black takes a seat at ringside next to Hank and Mike D but doesn't acknowledge them even being there. The ref then starts warning Ichabod to the highest extent, obviously putting more pressure on him then Necron. Before he can sound the bell, Prez Darren steps out on stage with a mic.
Prez Darren - Whoa! I sense some funny business going on here. It's not going down like that. Therefore, just in case there isn't any accidental countouts or dq's, I am officially making this match...without them! Go ahead, ring the bell!
The bell rings and Ichabod shoves the ref aside knowing he can't be disqualified now. Ichabod and Necron stand face to face waiting for eachother to make a move. After moments of anticipation, Ichabod spits in Necrons face setting the big monster off and the two men begin to brawl down to the mat like they were in a school yard.
Hank - Here we go, this isn't going to be pretty.
The two men continue to battle until Ichabod manages to mount Necron and deliver two stiff shots to his temple. Necron powers out and grabs Ichabod with two hands around his throat. He stands up and lifts Ichabod into the air and double chokeslams him hard on the mat and goes for a cover.....1..2..kickout by Ichabod after an extremely fast count.
Ichabod begins to argue at the ref but Necron takes advantage and clobbers him from behind with a double axe handle. Ichabod falls to the mat with the wind knocked out of him. Necron pats the ref on the back and begins to laugh. This pause costs him as Ichabod quickly turns on his knees and low blows Necron making him buckle. Ichabod gets up and hits a spinning neckbreaker to Necron and goes for the cover....the ref is suddenly yelling at Mr. Black to stay out of this match even though Mr. Black is simply sitting in his chair. The ref turns and finally sees the pinfall but Necron kicks out before the ref even starts to count.
Hank - This is bogus! How does Ichabod stand a chance with this paid off referee??
Mike D - I think he has the answer, look!
A frustrated Ichabod leaps out of the ring and reaches under the ring and pulls out a tool box and dumps it out. He reaches for a large wrench and then slides back into the ring. He clobbers Necron in the forehead with it busting him wide open. Blood pours out onto the canvass. Ichabod looks at the blood on the wrench and begins to laugh maniacally. The ref tries to pry the wrench from Ichabod but he simply shoves the stripes to the mat. This gives Necron the chance to nail Ichabod with an upper cut to the throat making him drop the wrench. Necron picks up Ichabod and slams him back down with a powerslam.
Necron gets up and heads to the outside now being directed by Mr. Black. Mr. Black hands Necron a spiked chain that he pulled from his cloak. Necron wraps the chain around his knuckles and heads back into the ring where he starts pounding the forehead of Ichabod. The spikes dig into his flesh and cut him open. Now both men bleed from the head and stain the ring. Necron irish whips Ichabod into the corner and charges in with chained fist in the air but Ichabod kicks Necron in the gut. He grabs him by the head and goes to the middle turnbuckle and DDT's him down to the mat. Ichabod goes for the
cover...........1..............2............kickout by Necron after an
extremely long count.
Mike D - Who's coming to the ring??
The fans begin to boo as they spot Necron's running buddy, Spatter, head to the ring. In Spatters hands, an unlit torch! Spatter climbs in the ring and clubs Ichabod with the torch. Mr. Black reaches into his cloak and tosses spatter a lighter. Spatter lights the torch setting it ablaze. Necron picks up Ichabod and holds him in place for the attack but too late. A steel chair nails Spatter in the back making the torch fall to the mat. The hands swinging the chair belong to none other then Judas!!
Hank - Judas just saved Ichabod! Now it's a little more even!
Judas pulls Spatter out of the ring and the two men battle back and fourth up the ramp until they dissapear back stage. Meanwhile, in the ring, Ichabod breaks free of Necrons hold and bounces off the ropes and nails Necron with a huge clothesline from Hell. Ichabod jumps to the outside and grabs the steel chair Judas had brought to the ring and slides back in. He lifts the chair up measuring Necron as he gets to his feet but Necron quickly kicks the chair into Ichabods face with a big boot.
Necron goes for the cover on Ichabod....1.....2....kickout by Ichabod! Necron looks to Mr. Black for assistance. Black just uses a hand signal and Necron reacts. He picks up Ichabod trying not to step onto the flaming torch which is still in the ring. He picks him up on his shoulder for a tombstone piledriver but Ichabod wriggles free and falls behind Necron. He shoves Necron into the corner and then hits him with the "Bitch Thump" stunning the big man.
Hank - This is it! It's gotta all be over!
Ichabod uses all his strength and picks up Necron in a torture rack and begins to mount the ropes to preform the "Euphoria". As Ichabod struggles to get the huge monster up he doesn't see Mr. Black slide into the ring and grab a hold of the torch. Mr. Black swings and strikes Ichabod square in the face with the flame. Ichabod drops Necron and falls to the mat holding his face. Necron goes for the cover......1....2.....3!!! The referee counts and calls for the bell announcing Necron as the winner.
Hank - This is unjust! It was never Ichabod against Necron.
Mike D - That's the forces of dark magikal evil for you.
EMT's quickly rush to the ring and surround Ichabod. With the men checking on him, Necron and Mr. Black don't spot Ichabod wrapping the spiked chain around the wrench. Just then, Ichabod jumps up with a charred face and strikes Necron in the side of the face with the weapons. Necrons face is gashed beyond belief. Mr. Black quickly hops out of the ring as Ichabod turns to him but referrees and officials pile into the ring to hold back Ichabod and Necron from eachother.
Hank - Can you believe it?? These two just went through hell and want to go right back! This isn't over by a long shot.
There are more bodies in the ring then one can count as it takes all these men to seperate these two from killing eachother. Arms and legs flail as the fans chant "REMATCH" while the first edition of Malice goes off the air.