JR: God evening everybody, and welcome to Hell's Return! We are jammed pack at Madison Square Garden. Everywhere you look, there are anticipated fans loking forward to tonights event. So we'll not waste your time any further, and begin the show!
Wild Fire vs. Two Man Wrecking Machine- Tag Team Titles
JR- This should be an interesting bout, Wild and Red verus Damien and Violence and for the Tag titles too!
G- Yeah, puny superstars.
The crowd howls with boos as Violence Fetish kicks things off, Damien struts out with his half of the Tag titles propped on his shoulder perfectly, his muscles well defined and gleaming in the lights. His music is cut as Glass Shatters blasts Violence with that twisted grin and his Tag title held on his shoulder with his right hand, he soaks in all the boos from the ungrateful audience. The duo climbs into the ring ready for their battle.
JR- These boys mean business tonight!
G- Yeah
The boos cease as Otherworld takes over the speakers, the fans are screaming as Wild Child steps out with that familiar heart warming smile, he looks to the ring and focuses on those hunks of gold adorning Damien and Violence. When Walk plays and Red Hott with his love me, hate me attitude, makes his way to the ring. The four men have a standoff then go to neutral corners.
Red Hott and Violence start things off as the other two wait on the apron, Violence grabbing Red Hott and whipping him to the ropes, but is surprised by a nice clothesline by Red Hott when he bounces back. Violence gets to his feet. Rather annoyed now, he wraps his massive hand around Red Hott's throat and BAM, choke slam via Violence. Wild screams and shakes the ropes trying to get the crowd to cheer Red on, Violence looks at Wild and laughs, he picks Red up by his hair just like a rag doll, but Red sucker punches Violence several times in the gut, which frees Red. He quickly tags in Wild and they double team Violence, with a nice Power bomb and leg drop combo. Red goes to the outside as Wild taunts Damien.
JR- Damn, is Wild stupid? Damien will rip him apart when he gets a chance.
G- Maybe puny won't get a chance.
Wild picks Violence up, but the big man is mustarding all his strength. He throws Wild over the top rope and then tags in Damien, Wild rolls back in and gets to his feet coming face to face with the now unleashed monster. Wild's eyes almost pop out of his head as he sizes up his opponent. The crowd totally supporting Wild, but he is looking for an escape. Damien gets a sick smile as he picks Wild up off the ground my his throat, he too does a beautiful choke slam, but it almost looks like the ring is gonna collapse under the weight of Wild's body, Damien used all his force. Wild looks to be in bad shape, Red is screaming to him to get up, but Wild plays possum. Damien goes to Wild up, but gets an upper cut that sends Damien reeling backwards, the cheers insanly, but Damien lets a sadistic smile grow as he stalks back towards Wild, he hurries to the ropes, climbing the turnbuckle and leaping with a well excuted bodyslam, but Damien catches Wild in mid air and does his own bodyslam, Wild rolls in pain as he holds his back. The crowd boos loudly as Red stomps on the apron trying to get Wild to tag his out stretched hand, but Damien begins punching Red repeatedly making him fall off the apron.
JR- I knew this was gonna be brutal, but this is out right carnage!
G- Big men, mean
Damien turns his attention back to Wild, just in time to get a boot to the face. Damien still smiles as he catches Wild's leg before the second kick connects, he then twists Wild's leg in an unhealthy way. Wild yelps out as he falls to the canvas, Red rolls into the ring and stands toe to toe with Damien distracting him as Wild regroups. Wild painfully gets to his feet, limping somewhat, but not enough to make him stop fighting back. He taps Damien on the shoulder, then
when he turns, fist city! He literally beats Damien down, but Violence won't stand for that, he rushes into the ring and goes to work on Wild. Red noticing this, enters the ring, but gets held back by the ref, Red gets back on the apron. The ref turns just as Violence finishes, Damien slowly gets back his composure and goes for a clothesline, but Wild ducks and nails Damien with an Inverted DDT, Damien falls and Wild covers, Violence gets into the ring hoping to save the match, but Red keeps him busy long enough for the ref to count to three.
JR- How the hell?! Wild and Red are the new Tag champs!
G- I see it, but I don't believe it!
The ref hands both Red and Wild a title and holds their hands in the air as the announcer porclaims them the NEWWW Tag Champs!
Winners and new tag champs: Red Hott and Wild Child
Backstage Adam Superstar paces in his locker room with Hollywood sitting and watching. He has the North American Championship slung over his shoulder and he stops to look at it every so often with a sigh and look of despair. The door to the locker room bursts open and Mary G. Round comes walking into the room with a mic in hand and prompting look on her face. She makes a B-line for Superstar with the mic to her mouth. Hollywood sits up in her seat and pays careful attention to Mary.
MGR-“Adam Superstar, you are just moments from defending your title in a fatal four-way contest. It’s clear that this match is not in your favour and with the recent ruling by Commissioner Anthony, making this match an “Over the Top” elimination fatal four-way, it’s almost at odds against you…”
Mary holds the mic out for Superstar. Superstar runs his hand over the gleaming NA Championship and looks at Mary again.
AS-“So this is what it’s come down to…” Superstar sighs again and looks hard at Mary. “The only way to take this title off my shoulders is by stacking the deck against me. Put three hungry guys in the ring with me and then change the format so it’s not about wrestling anymore…it’s about strategy.” Superstar huffs a laugh from under a sinister smile. “I’ve always boasted that I’m a natural athlete…the best in this damn business. Something those boys should never look pas though, I’m a calculated athlete. Every tine I walk into that ring my mind is in the game…I’m all about the game when it comes down to it. Mary, you’ve got three hungry men out there ready to give it all for a shot at being a winner, a shot at being champ…” Superstar smiles which eludes to a plotting mind or sick intention…perhaps both. “There’s something those three boys ought to remember though…I’m ready to do a little bit more.”
Superstar brushes past Mary, his eyes fixed on his path. Hollywood rises from her seat and adjusts her clothes while walking toward Mary. Both stunning blonds come face to face. Mary looks unsure while Hollywood smiles, almost in a taunting fashion and then walks past Mary herself.
5 man Career Battle Royal
Following a quick interview with Wild Child, the cameras re enter the ring to show Seikan, Spike, Xander, Chris Daniels, and Leviathan standing in the ring ready to fight for their career. The bell rings, and the match is about to begin.
JR: This is it. Only one of these men will leave here tonight with their job still intact.
AG: If it were up to Gorilla, puniest should not stay.
Suddenly, “Bad Blood” blares through the arena as all 5 men stop and look at the stage, where EBWF owner, Blithe Omega, has entered in track pants and a “Living End” T-shirt. Along with him, is Kitty with a mic. The crowd boos as Kitty hands Blithe the mic.
JR: What the hell is this all about?
BO: Now, it has come to my attention that this match is now. I knew about the match, but I never thought it would be this early. I wanted to get here just in time to watch, as 4 guys lost their jobs. Blithe begins to laugh as the crowd boos Blithe’s latest statement.
JR: That guy is the epiphany, of an ass.
BO: As you can see, I never had enough time to change out of my work out clothes.
The crowd begins to chant “asshole” as Blithe just smiles and continues.
BO: And since I, the owner of the EBWF, don’t even have a match, I thought; why not give these guys a chance? Why not see, if they can fight for their careers against me?
JR: What the hell is he getting at?
BO: So as of this moment, consider yourselves fired!
Blithe laughs as the 5 men just look at him strangely.
JR: What the hell? He can’t do that!
BO: Now then, as I said, you can fight for your careers. All you have to do is pin me.
All 5 men look at each other and nod in unison. Then they look over at Blithe, ready for a fight. Blithe stops halfway down the ramp as he consults the hungry pack.
BO: Whoa. I didn’t mean all of you. Just one. Four of you will have to entrust your careers with just one of you. So choose carefully.
Blithe waits a few moments as the group talks it over. By the time Blithe gets to the ring, he looks a little annoyed.
BO: Ah hell, Seikan; you stay in, everyone stays out!
JR: Seikan? He’s a big guy, but he has never stepped inside an EBWF ring in the spotlight world! What’s he thinking?
The other four leave Seikan behind as Blithe hops up onto the apron, and enters the ring. He looks Seikan up and down before getting rid of the mic. The bell rings again, and the match starts with Blithe giving Seikan a boot to the gut. Seikan is knocked back a bit as Blithe tosses him into a corner post. He then runs at him and takes him out with a clothesline. Xander gets annoyed about the display outside the ring, and goes in to stop it. He grabs a chair and slides into the ring and waits for a perfect opportunity. By this time, Blithe has whipped Seikan into the other corner, and has just finished giving him a clothesline. When Blithe bounces off of Seikans’ body, Xander goes to hit Blithe, but he ducks, and Xander ends up hitting Seikan instead. Blithe smiles, as does Xander.
JR: What the hell? What’s going on here? Xander has just helped out Blithe, and now Blithe is covering Seikan! This can’t be happening!!! 1…2…3!
JR: Damn it! Damn it! Four good people have just lost their jobs, all due to Xander.
AG: You forget about Xander. He too loses job thanks to his own actions.
JR: Fitting punishment, but it should be worse.
Spike, Leviathan, Seikan, and Chris Daniels start heading up the ramp way for the last time as Xander stays in the ring with Blithe.
BO: Now then, just like that, four careers ended in an instant. But what about yours?
JR: Ya. What about his? He should get the same treatment, and worse!
BO: You won’t be fired like the others. In fact, I can guarantee you a safe spot in the EBWF.
JR: What’s he getting at?
BO: Ladies and gentlemen welcome the newest member of Total Chaos, Xander!
JR: What?! He screwed us! He had this whole thing planned since the beginning!
Blithe and Xander celebrate their win inside the ring as Joe Ross continues his yelling.
JR: The event should not have started like this! Four careers gone. The other three never got a chance to fight back!
AG: Joe should calm down. We have rest of event to call.
JR: How can you be like that, after witnessing four careers end like that?
AG: Gorilla is Gorilla.
JR: That made no sense whatsoever! But yes, we do have an entire event to hold. I just wish this never happened.
Xander and Blithe continue their celebration up the ramp as the crowds shower them with boos. Finally, the show heads over to another interview.
Winner: Blithe Omega
JR: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that the following matchup, has been made a “Slap Happy” match.
AG: Slap Happy? Gorilla confused.
JR: Well, according to Lady Chaos, this match involves any weapon that either women can find. Anything ranging from chairs and belts, to paddles and whips. But that’s still a little whiles away.
Nikita vs. Kaos-Blockbuster Title
The camera pans around the sea of fans then the tron comes to life with Nikita on her way to the ring, the fans react in mixed emotions. A male voice can be heard in the background calling to Nikita, but she keeps walking. Then the male screams her name and grabs her by the arm and twirls her around, it's Kaos with a saddened look in his eyes.
"Nikita, don't do this, don't shut me out! I never ment for this to go that far." Kaos look genuine as he looks deeply into Nikita's eyes. She yanks her arm out of his grasp and begins to walk away. "GOD DAMNIT, NIKITA! Stop running away and talk to me!" Nikita stops in her tracks and spins around, with a spiteful look about her as she walks right back to Kaos.
"I wanted that title, I didn't want to fight you, but you are the champ. I thought we could have a fair fight, but you brutalized my pride when you hit me and now it's all out war. I may love, but right now I have no respect for you." Kaos looks ultimatly hurt. "Kaos, lets just get this match over with."
"NO! You damn well better talk to me, now. I love you and this gold means nothing without you by my side, but if you want to pretend that we're just wrestlers and nothing more than fine, but don't bitch to me when you lose!" Kaos walks passed Nikita with his head held high. "GRRRRR!" Nikita kicks over a trash can, sending trash cascading onto the floor.
The camera comes to rest on Gorilla and JR. They both look confused.
JR- Seems Kaos pleaded his case and I have to say I agree with him. I mean after all this is their job and she wants the title that bad then she has to throw caution to the wind and go after regaurdless of who is holding it.
G- Puny! You know nothing, I agree with Nikita. She made good point he didn't have to hit her, it was a fair fight. He just gotta showoff.
The discussion at the announce table is getting rather tense, until I wanna be bad blares. Out walks a serious Nikita, her whole demeanor is screaming anger. She rolls into the ring and begins to warm up for the match. Suddenly the house lights go off and Break Stuff crashes as lightening strikes the stage, Kaos emerges with his title propped on his left shoulder and a cocky smile. Nikita glares at him from the ring, eager to rip him apart. Kaos flexes his muscles as the girls swoon. Kaos smiles, but is only after the attention of one female, but she rolls her eyes and paces. Kaos hops onto the apron, they have a stare down as he enters the ring.
JR- This is gonna be bloody!
G- Puny female gonna be really bad.
Before the bell sounds the two are locked in a grapple hold, neither giving an inch to the other as they struggle, but Nikita knees Kaos in the mid section and the fight is on. Kaos grunts at the pain, but won't give into it, he grabs Nikita and scoop slams her. She holds her back, but gets to her feet without fail. Punches are flying between the two, quick jabs. Nikita's nose begins to bleed, but she pays it no mind. She hits Kaos square in the jaw sending him backwards, he bounces off the ropes and gets a clothesline for his efforts. The females all boo, but Nikita pulls Kaos up, but he locks on the sleeper hold, Nikita elbows him in the ribs. First on the left, then on the right, he releases the hold. Nikita surprises him with a stunner, females gasp.
JR- The action is back and forth!
G- Very intense, both puny superstar want to win.
While Kaos is down Nikita climbs the turnbuckle looking to capitalize here, she does a beautiful 450 Splash onto Kaos, she hurts her back more, but she goes for the cover Kaos narrowly escapes giving Nikita a two count. She angerly smacks her hand down on the mat, Kaos slowly climbs to his feet. Nikita gets hit with some vicious punches then she whips Kaos to the corner and monkey tosses him backwards, as she regroups Kaos stalks her, he bounces off the ropes looking for a big move, but instead gets slammed to the canvaas with a sickening thud, blood trickles from the corners of his mouth and Nikita lays on him for the 1....2...3!
G- Told you! Woo, Nikita won!
JR-damn, that last one didn't sound so good.
The ref holds her arms in the air as she looks at Kaos as blood drips from his mouth and a look of utter concern floods her features. She pulls away and kneels by his side. "Kaos, are you alright? I'm sorry..." Kaos' eyes flutter open and he smiles when he see Nikita's soft eyes filled with tears.
"I'm alright Nikita, don't worry about me, you won..isn't that what you wanted?" Kaos coughs and has ragged breathing, but that title means nothing now that Kaos has been hurt by her hands. She bows her head with remorse, as Kaos chokes for air....
Winner and new Blockbuster Champion: Nikita
Kitty starts running around the back halls in search of something for her match.
K: Something hard. Something to take her out.
Kitty stops and looks at her hands.
K: You know, I could easily do that with these.
Kitty examines her hands closely.
K: But then I’d break a nail. And someone like her just isn’t worth it.
Kitty goes back to finding something to use. She pushes people, opens crates, looks behind doors, and even combs through the parking lot. While she looks underneath a car, a pair of feet come in front of her. Kitty notices the feet, and slowly looks up to see Bad standing there. Kitty slowly stands up as Bad watches her do so.
B: Looking for something?
Kitty runs a hand through her hair before answering.
K: As a matter of fact, I was. I need something to help me in my match. I’m sure I could ask someone as low as you for help…
B: I’d be delighted to help you in any way I can. C’mon. I’m sure if we both look, we can find something.
Bad takes Kitty out of the shot in search of something to use in the future match.
Kitty vs. Lady Chaos-Women’s Title
JR: Well, Gorilla. This is the match that will have every males’ attention. Kitty versus Lady Chaos for the women’s title.
AG: Gorilla agree. Two females will fight over a title that is pink in color. With a shiny plate on it. GORILLA WANTS SHINY!!!
“Bad Blood” begins to play as Kitty comes down the ring with her new found “weapon in her corner”, Bad.
JR: You’ve got to wonder what Bad is doing with Kitty. And why was she so persistant about helping her?
AG: Gorilla don’t care. Now we have three women in the ring.
JR: No, just two. Bad, apparently, will be in Kitty’s corner. Possibly to give out advice. Mainly because Kitty is still practically new in the world of wrestling.
During the conversation, Kitty enters the ring to a chorus of boos. To her, they are shouts from her fans as she takes them in with a smile. Bad just watches her from the outside as “Queer” begins to play. Lady Chaos comes out through the curtain with her women’s title over her shoulder and a hard, stern look on her face as she looks at Kitty. Chaos pays Bad no mind as she enters the ring and holds the women’s title up high. The bell rings, and with her back turned, Chaos gives Kitty a perfect opportunity to get in a roll up. One second later, Chaos kicks out and quickly gets up to her feet. She turns at Kitty, who has a look of fright as she attempts to flee out of the ring. Before she can crawl out, Chaos grabs her by her hair and pulls her back in. With a look of pain, Kitty turns around and gets a boot to the gut followed by a harsh DDT. Chaos goes in for a quick cover, but only gets a two count. Lady smiles as she now knows she can dish out more pain for her pleasure. She leaves the ring, opposite to Bad, and looks under the apron where she pulls out a wooden paddle.
JR: In this hardcore style matchup, anything can happen. And I do mean anything!
Chaos rolls back into the ring as Kitty starts to get up. With Kitty practically on hands and knees, Chaos is able to take a couple swings, bringing quick pain to Kitty’s rear as she flees the ring. Chaos holds the paddle up high as Kitty slowly gets up to her feet. Chaos goes in to dish out more pain, but Kitty runs away. Chaos follows her, as Kitty turns a corner and brushes into Bad. Kitty rolls into the ring after he encounter with Bad. Chaos follows her in and runs at Kitty. Kitty quickly pounces at her and smacks her with a metal pipe.
JR: Wait a minute! Where the hell did she get that?!
Chaos lays out cold in the ring as Kitty puts a foot over top of her chest. The ref then begins to count, and doesn’t stop until he hits the mat a third time.
JR: Kitty just won the women’s championship!
The ref hands Kitty the title, as she hugs it with a smile. She then leaves the ring and starts to head up the ramp.
JR: Wait a minute. We need to see that encounter with bad again.
The footage shows Kitty brushing into Bad. A slow-mo section also shows Bad handing Kitty the lead pipe.
JR: That’s how she did it! Bad slipped her a lead pipe! She just won the title, all because of Bad! I can’t believe this.
Kitty and Bad are up on the stage with a smile as they both hold up the newly won women’s title.
Winner and new women’s champion: Kitty
Bad’s Diva posedown contest
The Extreme Tron starts to show flashes of each diva in their costumes during the respective photo shoots. The images go faster and faster until they stop, and all lights go off in the arena. When the lights go back on, the inside the ring is Mar G. Round and Bob Rivers. Between them is a table holding the contest trophy. It stands 3 feet in the air, and looks to be made of gold. In Mary’s hand, is an envelope, and in Bob’s, is a mic.
BR: Over the past month, EBWF fans have been polling in with their votes as to who should be the winner of the costume contest.
MGR: And even though Halloween has gone past, we still feel the spirit, and have hoped that everyone here has as well.
BR: But enough rambling on. We have a winner to announce. So Mary, if you could open up the envelope.
Mary starts to open the envelope. She takes out the folded sheet of paper, and unfolds it. On it, she reads:
MGR: Missy!
“Glass Shatters” by Disturbed blares through the arena as Missy comes out in her Bunny outfit. She’s all smiles as she heads into the ring, and hugs both Mary and Bob. She is then presented with the trophy. She holds it high and blows kisses to the crowd. This all comes to an end when “Badd Blood” starts up, and Kitty comes out with her women’s title.
JR: What’s she doing here? Kitty won the title thanks to Bad, isn’t that enough for her?
AG: Obviously not.
Kitty slides into the ring and grabs Mary’s mic as she scampers away. Bob takes his leave, but Missy stands her ground. Both women stare at each other until Kitty begins to speak.
K: Well, well, well. If it isn’t the costume contest winner. As you can tell, I’m a winner too.
Kitty adjusts her womens title, then looks back at Missy.
K: But something’s been itching at me throughout this whole ceremony. Why didn’t I win? I’m much more beautiful, I am the women’s champion. What more do I have to do? Kitty looks around for answers, but she just gets a overcharge of boos.
K: But I’m not one to complain. I mean, you did win fairly. Much like I won my title. So put ‘er there.
Kitty smiles as she extends her hand. Missy, a little reluctant, goes in and extends her hand out too. When the handshake begins, Kitty pulls Missy in, and smacks her with the title. This causes her to drop her trophy, which Kitty picks up and examines. The crowd boos as Kitty hugs the trophy.
JR: Look at her. She thinks she just won the contest!
Kitty lifts up the trophy and smashes it over Missy’s back. Missy screams out in pain as Kitty tosses the other piece at her with a smile. Kitty then turns back and sees Lady Chaos running down the rampway. Kitty takes this as her que to exit, and hops the barricade. Lady Chaos also hops the baracade and chases Kitty into the crowd, where they begin to disappear. Inside the ring, Violence comes down and examines Missy. Damien just stands there not paying attention, which causes Violence to question this. Violence begins to yell at Damien, who just flips him off. Violence sends a hard punch at Damien, and the two begin to fight again. They end up fighting outside the ring and start fighting their way up the ramp.
Winner: Missy
Fatal Four Way for the North American Championship
JR: Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been informed that this match has been made an “over the top rope elimination match”. Meaning that the only way you’re eliminated, is over the top rope. Kind of like a mini “Extreme Dream Match”.
AG: Gorilla agrees. Instead of 20 to 30 people being involved, only four are in this match up.
JR: And let me take this opportunity to tell everyone that the next time we enter your homes, will be February 7th, when we bring you “Christmas Chaos”. One of EBWF’s biggest pay per views of the year. In fact, the second largest pay per view, right after Heavy Metal. But because of our continuous talking, the four superstars are already in the ring.
The bell sounds, and the match starts off with Disgruntled Clown and Superstar pairing off, and Storm going at it with Van Horror. Clown lifts up Superstar, as he goes for a gorilla press drop. Just as he tosses him, Superstar grabs the ropes and holds on for dear life.
JR: Superstar has just saved himself from losing his title. But will it be worth it in the future?
Clown, not knowing Superstar is still in the match, heads over towards Storm and Van. Storm had just been knocked down with a spine buster, and rolling away from the fight. Clown takes Van by surprise, and delivers a choke bomb. Superstar sneaks in behind Clown, and delivers a low blow, knocking the biggest man in the match up down.
JR: The ref can’t do a thing here, this match is no disqualification!
Storm quickly gets up and charges at Superstar, and takes him down with a double armed clothesline. Van gets to his feet, and notices that Clown is down to one knee. Van runs against the ropes and comes back with a harsh drop kick causing the big man to fall backwards. To get away from further abuse, Clown rolls under the ropes and catches his breath outside the ring.
JR: Just a note that Disgruntled Clown is not eliminated. He went under the ropes, and not over them.
Van Horror goes to join him, and goes under the ropes as well. Except instead of jumping off the apron onto the mat, Van jumps off the apron and crashes himself into Disgruntled Clown. This causes both men to lie outside the ring, motionless. Inside the ring, Storm continues to work on Superstar. With a couple of suplexes, Storm begins to feel full of himself, as he lifts up Superstar for a third suplex. He gets this one, and taunts for the crowd. But by this time, both Clown and Van are starting to get up, and slide into the ring where they knock Storm down from behind. Clown lifts up Storm, and goes for a power bomb, but Van tells him “no”.
JR: What the hell? These guys were just fighting, and now they’re speaking to each other!
Van points to the top turnbuckle and explains something. Clown nods, and holds Storm up as Van climbs the ropes to get to the top. Just as soon as he reaches the top, Van jumps off the top and cross bodies Storm as Clown finishes the power bomb.
JR: My god! A hellascious double team maneuver!
Van tells Clown that they should go for another one on Superstar. Clown agrees, and lifts up Superstar just as he is getting up. Van climbs to the top, and is about to jump off when Superstar scrambles up on Clown’s shoulders’ and jumps at the ropes instead. The vibration of the ropes causes Van to fall and land squarely on the metal wire holding the turnbuckle pad and post together. Clown goes in to investigate, but Superstar sends him over the ropes with a clothesline. Clown grabs the top rope, as Superstar heads over to continue with Storm. Van finally gets down, and notices that Clown is very close to being eliminated, so he starts punching at Clown’s head. Clown’s grip tightens, so Van runs against the ropes and charges back at Clown; who surprises him with a near suplex attempt. Van grabs the ropes himself and lands his feet besides Clown’s. The two begin to duke it out for survival. Inside the ring, Superstar tosses Storm into the ropes and delivers a hurricanrana to the rebounded Storm. Storm is then flipped high in the air, and lands against the ropes, keeping Van and Clown in the match. This causes for Van and Clown to loosen their grips, and both men fall off the apron at the same time.
JR: Clown and Van have just been eliminated at the same time! This only leaves Storm and Superstar.
Clown looks a little annoyed, and begins yelling over at Superstar. Clown is about to get into the ring, when Van delivers a forearm to his back. This gets his attention, and the two begin to fight it out all the way up the ramp. The ref watches this happen, and Superstar goes to continue on Storm. Before he can do anything, Storm delivers a low blow, causing Superstar to start staggering around near the ref by the ropes. Storm notices the opportunity, and charges at Superstar, who places the ref in the way. Storm ends up knocking the ref out of the ring, as Superstar moves to the side and delivers the Superstar on Storm. Superstar then leaves the ring and heads over to the commentary booth.
JR: What the hell are you doing here?
Superstar pushes the time keeper, Al Gator, out of his chair, and takes it with him to the ring. Superstar waits ready with the chair for Storm’s revival. When Storm gets up, Superstar swings the chair. Storm quickly dodges out of the way; causing the chair to bounce off the ropes and nail Superstar in his head. Superstar drops the chair, and begins to stagger backwards. Storm gets in behind Superstar, and with a grab of the back of the neck; tosses him out of the ring. He holds his arms up high in victory.
JR: I don’t know, but I think the ref calling this thing is still out.
AG: Gorilla knows that Superstar is gone, but ref does not. Match continue, unbeknownst to Storm.
Outside the ring, the ref slowly begins to get up. Up on the stage, Hollywood comes out waving her arm in a “come out here” motion. Out from the curtains, comes a guy who looks to be 6’4” and 325lbs. He’s covered in gold, and runs down the ramp quickly.
JR: Who the hell is this guy? He looks like an Oscar all gold and that.
The golden man slides into the ring and stands behind Storm, who continues celebrating. When he turns around, he takes a quick, strange look at the golden man, who just looks back at him before delivering an RKO. Storm lays out cold inside the ring as the strange looking man exits the ring, and slides Superstar back in. The man then slides back in and props Storm up against the ropes, then leaves heading up the ramp. The ref finally comes to and enters the ring where he finds that both men are still in the ring. But not for long as Superstar heads over to Storm and lifts him up over the ropes. The bell rings, and Superstar is announced as being the winner of the match. Superstar, still a little worse for ware from that chair shot, is given his title as he holds it up high. Storm just looks in disbelief as he watches Superstar, Hollywood, and the strange gold man celebrating their win. Superstar with a half smile on his face, as he examines his well kept gold. The show then goes into a commercial for Christmas Chaos.
Winner and still North American Champion: Adam Superstar
Amazons vs. Pleasure and Pain
The crowd is eagerly awaiting the big tag match between the Amazons and Pleasure and Pain. Suddenly Dirrty hits and the fans are cheering as the well built blonde walks onto the ramp blowing kisses to the crowd, then her music is replaced by Bombshell. Josie of course holding her dented chair, she struts out with a sadistic smile. As Pleasure and Pain make their way down to the ring, Get Physco blasts and the crowd instantly begins to boo as The Amazons step out. Their bulky size covers the light, Josie and Mistress turn and glare at the massive females.
Gorilla- Puny Amazons, look like men..ugh
JR- Yes, but they have dominated so far.
Josie and Mistress climb into the ring as Memphis circles around the outside and Lexx stands nose to nose with Mistress, Josie stands on the outside as does Memphis. Lexx and Mistress have a very heated stare down as the bell sounds, neither woman making the first move. Then Lexx grabs Mistress by the arm and sends her crashing into Amazon territory, Memphis grabs Mistress from behind, holding her so Lexx can get some cheap shots as Josie is trying to stop the vicious attack, but the ref tells her to stay on the apron. When the ref turns back Lexx is chopping Mistress across her chest, but Mistress ducks the shot and upper cuts Lexx in the jaw. The towering female grows very annoyed as she clotheslines Mistress to the mat and then grabs her by the hair, slamming her face into the mat serval times. Josie somehow gets in the ring and does a nice clothesline herself, the ref kicks Josie out the ring as Lexx is gaining her composure, she walks over to the ropes and back body drops Josie.
JR- Oh that was just ugly!
Gorilla- Just like Amazons....Mistress, need my help
JR- Sit down, Gorilla!
Memphis has her hand out stretched she wants in on the action, but Lexx seems very focused on her task. Mistress is starting to rise, she holds her head. Lexx finally slaps Memphis' hand and the fun begins as Memphis hauls Mistress up and scoop slams her back down again, the crowd is booing really loud, Memphis screams "shut the hell up!" the crowd just does it more making her roar with anger. Memphis goes to grab Mistress' legs, but gets kicked in the kisser, sending her reeling into Josie's corner. Josie reacts quickly and chokes the rather large woman. The ref goes to stop the choke, but gets distracted by Mistress as she flirts. Memphis hops off the apron and stalks to Josie's side, she grabs Josie's leg out from under her. Josie falls hitting her head on the apron, Mistress pushes the ref aside and baseball slides into Memphis, sending her into the barracade as the fans cheer.
Gorilla- Lucky ref, she gonna show the twins!
JR- Calm down! Memphis has drawn Mistress' attention.
Gorilla- Damn, almost got em
Mistress and Lexx are at it again, this time Mistress is the aggressor. She stomps Lexx into the canvas, then when she figures that she has had enough she picks her up for the Whiplash.
JR- Oh that was horrible!
Gorilla- Gorilla like, very sexy!
Lexx is down, Mistress covers, but only gettng a two count as Memphis saves the day at the last second, pulling Mistress off Lexx. Josie is bleeding, but smiling as she grabs Memphis from behind, pullin her out of the ring and slams her head into the turnbuckle. Josie stands on the apron with her hand out stretched. Mistress smiles along with her and tags her in. Josie drips blood as Lexx goes for a nice backhand, but Josie catches it and punches Lexx in the ribs, she doubles over and Josie begins to climb the turnbuckle. Before Lexx realizes it, The Josie go-round is hit and she is pinned to the canvas. Memphis tries to help, but Mistress keeps her busy as the ref slides to his stomach, beginning the count as the crowd helps. 1....2....3!
Gorilla- Pleasure and Pain win!!!
JR- Amazons, will seek revenage, I know that.
Winners: Pleasure and Pain
Apollo vs. Anthony
Singles Match with contractual agreements to be met respectively
“No Chance” by Dope hits the PA and the EBWF arena shakes with a monstrous ovation for the physical commissioner of late. Anthony strolls out onto the carpet and looks around at the fans, his muscles gleam with the oil coating them in the bright lights of the arena. Anthony then makes his way to the ring amidst the cheering near drowning the ring announcer in the ring.
RA-“The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, he is the commissioner of the EBWF…Anthony!” The fans roar with excitement as Anthony takes to the ring. He stretches out and bounces on the ropes a few times and waits.
“Lap Dance” by NERD hits the PA and fans immediately go into a booing frenzy. Apollo walks out accompanied by Mr. Bigg. Both titan men walk toward the ring with Anthony in their sights.
RA-“His opponent, accompanied by his manager Mr. Bigg, weighing in at 421 lbs….Apollo!” The fans are booing uncontrollably but Apollo and Bigg block them out as all they see is Anthony. Anthony readies himself in the ring. Apollo slowly eyes Anthony and moves to slide into the ring.
As soon as he does Anthony is right on him with a series of boots to the back. The fans explode as does the action and the ref calls for the bell. Apollo gets to his feet despite Anthony’s early assault, and is able to force the commissioner away with a heavy shove. Anthony tumbles across the ring but is right to his feet and in Apollo’s face again with forearm shots to Apollo’s head. Apollo again shoves Anthony away, and again Anthony is right back up and imposing his physical will on the giant Apollo. Once more Apollo shoves Anthony away, but the results are different. Anthony moves to attack Apollo again but Apollo is wise to Anthony’s tactic and scoops the rushing Anthony up into a power press early in the match! Apollo holds Anthony high above the ring and displays his physical prowess by walking around the ring with Anthony under firm control…or so he’d like to think. Anthony slaps Apollo’s ear, forcing the big man to drop Anthony. Anthony is able to land on his feet and jumps on Apollo’s back hooking up a sleeper. Apollo stumbles around the ring with Anthony on his back wearing him down. Apollo falls to a knee and Anthony stands aside to keep the hold on. In a desperate moment, Apollo is able to break the hold with a swift and powerful elbow shot to Anthony’s gut. Anthony doubles over and falls to the mat clutching his abdomen and wincing in terrible pain. Apollo’s strength factor has come in to play as Anthony’s fallen victim. Apollo stalks with his hands and arms ready. Anthony slowly pulls himself up but not without trouble. The pain shooting through Anthony’s ribs is enough to keep a normal man down, but Anthony has a goal driving him, rid the EBWF of Apollo and further still, prove that he is a man not to be challenged. As Anthony gets to his feet Apollo hooks Anthony up and lifts him into a Jackhammer. Upon Mr. Biggs barking order, Apollo drops Anthony with heavy impact. The crowd “Awe’s” once Anthony and Apollo crash to the mat. Anthony tenses and flinches with pain as Apollo looks to Mr. Bigg for praise. Mr. Bigg throws his thumb in the air and bars orders again. Apollo drags Anthony to his feet and raises him vertical again. Apollo staggers a balancing act with Anthony on his shoulder and then drops him again, the match crashing like thunder under the weight of both men. Apollo is right back up but Anthony doesn’t move. Apollo goes for a cover…1…2…Apollo stops the count when he lifts Anthony’s shoulder and head up. The ref looks confused as are the fans by the reaction sound they make. Mr. Bigg starts tossing orders to Apollo in the ring. Apollo picks up the floppy Anthony and with great speed and power in his legs, runs and hammers Anthony hard into the corner. The sobering shock shooting into Anthony’s back pulls him back into consciousness. Anthony screams in pain, his face tight with wincing while Apollo backs of and measures another shot. With accuracy Apollo hammers a back elbow shot to Anthony’s chest. Anthony drops to his knees grabbing his chest. Apollo doesn’t let Anthony fall over completely though. Apollo has a handful of Anthony’s hair and drags him to his feet once again. Apollo throws Anthony over his shoulder and circles around the ring. The after running to build momentum, Apollo drops Anthony with a power-slam. Anthony almost convulses after impact.
Anthony’s torment must have drawn her out because Bad comes rushing to ringside in an effort to help Anthony. Bad leaps up onto the apron and draws the ref’s attention. He gets in her face and causes enough distraction for Anthony to nail Apollo with a desperation low blow. Apollo drops to his knees while cupping his jewels. Mr. Bigg is shocked but annoyed at the same time and stomps over and pulls Bad off the apron. She kicks and fights and Bigg puts her down. She pouts at him and yells in his face following up with a slap. Bigg smiles it off and gestures a truce. Bad doesn’t seem to want anything from Bigg but Biggs true colors shine when he gives her something alright. A clothesline that takes her down hard on the outside mats. Fans boo Biggs actions but he doesn’t care as he looks around with a smile and a shrug. Suddenly Anthony is grabbing at Mr. Bigg from inside the ring. Bigg turns around and slams Anthony in the side of the head with his closed fist. Anthony staggers backward and turns about to become captive between Apollo’s huge arms. Apollo synchs in with a bear hug, squeezing the air out of Anthony. Outside, Mr. Bigg gets excited as he yells for Apollo to keep the pressure one. Anthony is released and flops to the mat again where he sucks air. Apollo slashes across his throat and lifts Anthony. Apollo then drops Anthony oddly and backs up while watching Anthony rise. Anthony gets to his feet and, with the time Apollo gives him, is able to catch his wind. Then to the shock and surprise of many Anthony winks at both Apollo and Mr. Bigg and then turns around and fires a shot right at the referee. The ref hits the mat and covers up. Anthony then rushes out of the ring and rings the bell. The fans don’t know what’s going on and they don’t like it as they start to boo. Anthony takes a mic and rolls back into the ring after ringing the bell with a huge smile on his face.
A-“The winner as a result of a disqualification on my part….Apollo!” The fans boo as Anthony raises Apollo’s hand high with his tainted victory. “No Chance” hits the PA again and Anthony ushers Apollo and Mr. Bigg to the back, leaving Bad still lying at ringside. EMT’s attend to her and the feed goes to commercial.
Winner: Apollo
The scene opens with Snake Dalton sitting in a room by himself, his feet propped on a table, a cigar protruding from his mouth. Mary G. Round approaches him. She coughs and gags with all the smoke as Snake looks up at her.
MGR-Umm...Snake, shouldn't you be...like preparing for your match with Malice later on?
SD-I am, don't you see me?
MGR-You're smoking a cigar, most people are supposed to...I dunno...lift weights, or tape up...or something.
SD-Why do that prematch shit if you are sure of victory?
MGR-So you are voicing your confidence?
SD-Confidence!? Confidence is for amateurs, I am sure....no...I GUARENDAMNTEE a victory over that highly paid circus clown tonight to retain MY title.
MGR-What makes you so sure that you would guarentee a win?
SD-Oh, you'll see...you'll see. Now shoo, I have to finish my...
Snake peers at his cigar.
SD-...prematch ritual....
Mary nods and smiles, slowly backing out of the room.
Snake Dalton vs. Malice: World Title
The cage lowers from the ceiling as the crowd roars, awaiting the match to start. Burn in Hell by Judas Priest hits and Malice steps onto the ramp.
Ring Announcer-The following contest is a cage match, in which there are three ways to win, climbing over the top, going through the door, or pinfall. It is for the EBWF championship! Introducing first is the challenger, from Austin, Texas at an unknown weight...Malice!
Malice walks up the steps, a goofy smile crossing his face as he enters the steel mesh. Just then Rooster by Alice in Chains blares and the crowd goes balistic!
Ring Announcer-...And his opponent! From parts unknown, weighing in at 322 lbs...he is the EBWF champion...Snake Dalton!!!
Snake gets an evil grin as he steps into the steel but he is immediately attacked by Malice who is hungry for the heavyweight title.
JR-Great match so far!
AG-Gorilla impressed!
Malice hits a DDT on Snake who holds his head in pain. Malice immediately goes on the offense dropping two elbows and a leg drop. He goes for a quick cover on Snake who kicks out at one.
JR-Wow, Malice wants the gold!
AG-Gorilla!!!!! Puny superstar not impress Gorilla.
Snake is whipped hard into the cage and he gets busted open.
JR-Blood already flowing!
AG-Gorilla like!
Malice smells blood and immediately goes for the kill. He repeatedly smashes Snake’s face into the steel mesh causing the gash on Snake’s forehead to expand. Snake is a bloody mess. Malice scoop slams Snake down and climbs to the top rope, executing a frog splash. Snake rolls on the mat in obvious pain as Malice looks to capitalize. He picks Snake up and delivers a perfect u-hook powerbomb.
JR-INCREDIBLE!
Malice goes for the early victory and only gets a two count. He begins to get angry and signals for the Red Fury Tornado. As Snake slowly makes it to his feet Malice hooks him up and drives him to the mat. Snake appears to be out cold as Malice begins to climb up the cage. Inch by inch, Malice scales the cage like a cat. He gets atop the cage and slowly makes his departure when Snake nips up!
JR-The old man still has something left in the tank!
AG-Now Gorilla impressed!
Snake runs toward the cage section and latches on, tugging himself up. Malice is just about out of the cage when Snake latches onto his mask and lays a punch across the wide open section of Malice’s head. Malice dangles in Snake’s grip as Snake uses all his power to lean backwards, pulling Malice back in. He is successful in doing so, but at the same time Malice leans all his weight on Snake causing him to fall off the cage and Malice lands directly on top of him. They both lay prone on the mat as the crowd roars it’s appreciation of the incredible match.
JR-I thought it was over right there!
Malice gets up and quickly makes his way back up the cage wall, trying to escape. Snake slowly climbs to his feet and he too begins his ascent to the top. They both get to the top of the cage at about the same time and as they sit on that top bar they begin to exchange blows. As Malice rears back for one big shot Snake latches onto Malice’s throat and squeezes. Malice tries to pull away, but can’t. They both slowly start to rise, Malice trying to shove Snake back to the mat, but is unsuccessful. Snake lifts Malice up and smiles evilly as he drops backwards, back into the ring. Malice hits chest first on the mat while Snake lands on the back of his neck. Both men are completely out of it!
JR-Good God almighty! Good God almighty! That killed him!
AG-Which puny superstar will get to feet first?
Malice slowly crawls toward the door. He gets one hand out, and then the other. He begins to pull himself out, his head resting on the steps. Suddenly, Apolo jumps out of the crowd and tugs at Malice’s arms, trying to pull him from the ring.
JR-Not this way!
Just as Malice tries to get all the way out, Apolo slams the cage door on Malice’s face!! Mr. Bigg walks out from the back slowly strutting down toward the ring. Apolo smiles sickly as Snake crawls over, laying a hand on Malice’s chest. The referee counts:
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!!
Rooster blares as Snake Dalton pulls himself from the ring. The cage lifts up and medics run out to check on Malice. Snake, bloodied and beaten, raises the heavyweight title above his head.
Ring Announcer-Here is your winner, and STILL EBWF Heavyweight Champion; SSSSSSSSNNNNNNNAAAAAAKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEE DDDDDDAAAAALLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!!
Winner and still World Champion: Snake Dalton
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