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Monday Night Revolution; 8-04-08
Topic Started: Aug 5 2008, 01:04 AM (125 Views)
Darren Williams
EWF Staff
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[size=4]Monday Night Revolution Opening Video[/size]
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The EWF Monday Night Revolution cameras open up to an overhead view of the Cow Palace in San Francisco, California . Each and every available seat in the stadium was filled to capacity. In the background "We Fall, We Fall" by Dead Celebrity Status blared out of the multi-million dollar PA system the EWF had setup. As the cameras began a downward spiral to get a closer view of the fans inside there were various different poster boards behind held up each and everyone of them a shout-out, or something that would hopefully be noticed by their favorite wrestler. As the cameras scanned by the front row we could see none other than those who have graced San Francisco with greatness, Steve Young & Jerry Rice, former starters of the San Francisco 49ers sit first row. As the cameras panned back to the center of the ring and showed the entrance ramp way there was a large explosion of pyro down the ramp, and around the ring. The cameras then panned back to show the faces of both John Stubbs, and Mike Adams.

John Stubbs: Hello everyone and welcome to EWF Monday Night Revolution.

Mike Adams: Welcome welcome welcome.

John Stubbs: I'm John Stubbs, alongside me Mike Adams.

Mike Adams: I'm the coolest guy alive dude, get it right.

John Stubbs: So everyone else in the world died I take it?

Mike Adams: Funny...

John Stubbs: I know.

Mike Adams: So anyways.

John Stubbs: We have a good card lined up for you tonight.

Mike Adams: Whos Paul Blair facing?

John Stubbs: The Virus Robert Davis.

Mike Adams: Easy win.

John Stubbs: We'll see.

Mike Adams: Nope, it's already over.

John Stubbs: Andrew Watts takes on The Maverick Elite.

Mike Adams: Theres your butt buddy.

John Stubbs: In a Hardcore Match for the X-Division Championship.

Mike Adams: That should be a decent match kinda sorta.

John Stubbs: You know it'll be good, admit it.

Mike Adams: It will be okay, I guess.

John Stubbs: Roxxie Roberts goes one on one with Shane Knight.

Mike Adams: Wow Shane won't have his buddy backing him up? Amazing.

John Stubbs: They are great together, they should be great apart also.

Mike Adams: That sounded...Gay.

John Stubbs: What doesn't sound gay to you/

Mike Adams: So whats the Main Event?

John Stubbs: The main event should be great. It's..

Mike Adams: So what is it?

John Stubbs: Just let me finish. Tonight we will see.

Mike Adams: Who we seeing? Who we seeing?

John Stubbs: SHUT UP!

Mike Adams: MAKE ME!

John Stubbs: Michael Santiago one on one with Joey Harris.

Mike Adams: For the title?

John Stubbs: Non title.

Mike Adams: That will blow.

John Stubbs: Dude you have a match list right in front of you. Can't you just read that?

Mike Adams: Huh? Oh yeah. Brandon Watkins and Gary Schneider against two new guys, cool.

John Stubbs: I just got word we have an announcment going on backstage..

Mike Adams: Fun!

John Stubbs: Lets go backstage!



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Backstage Segment
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The cameras cut to the office of Niklolas Turner, as always his back is facing the cameras, surprising isn't it? All we can see is his desk full of paperwork, cabinets full of files, a few posters on his walls, the white painted walls and his black leather chair that is turned backwards. We hear his voice.

Nikolas Turner: Soo...

There is a pause as he lets out a sigh, he then begins to speak again.

Nikolas Turner: So theres a few big matches tonight, the competitors may think they aren't that big but they definitely are.

Another pause as we hear some yells from the hallway.

Nikolas Turner: There is Kaitlyn Marie Baker v. Kyle Churchill, a decent match, both good competitors but only one walks away a winner, but they win much more than they think. The winner of the match will find themselves in a number one contenders match next week, for the X-Division Championship!

With that said we can hear the crowd gasp, cheers and a few boos.

Nikolas Turner: Paul Blair v. Robert Davis, another pretty good match. The winner of this one will find himself in a number one contenders match for the EWF International Championship next week! The other will find themselves going to...MAYHEM!

The crowd lets out another gasp, pretty shocked by that one as the boss continues.

Nikolas Turner: Shane Knight v. Roxxie Roberts. The winner of this match will find themselves one on one with the winner of Davis and Blair in that International Title Contendership match!

Another shocker that the crowd likes, letting out quite a few cheers. We see the elbows of Nikolas Turner on the arm rests of his chair.

Nikolas Turner: Michael Santiago v. Joey Harris. If Santiago wins the match at Capital Combat becomes a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Watch out Mr. Watts, there is another guy coming into the picture, yanno what I mean?

He lets out an evil laugh as he continues.

Nikolas Turner: Capital Combat is approaching and there will be combat, it will be tougher than Iraq, rougher than Vietnam. It will be E...W...F...!

With that said the cameras cut back to the ring for our first match of the night.



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Opening Match
Tag Team Match
Pyscho Scorpio & J.R. Carter v. Brandon Watkins & Gary Schneider
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Sean Williams: The next match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. On his way to the ring first from Seattle, Washington is Psycho Scorpio.

The lights dim as Remember the name by Fort Minor hits the PA and "The Hardcore Messiah" PSYCHO SCORPIO comes out from behind the curtain with a trolley filled to the brim with foreign objects such as barbed wire, thumbtacks, flourecent light tubes, cactus plants and even a bag of live Scorpions. The fans stand on there feet and start chanting "We Want Blood, We Want Blood." SCORPIO leaves the trolley at ringside and sets a few weapons on the apron within grabbing distance of his corner before sliding into the ring and taking in the chants of the crowd.

Sean Williams: and his partner from Dyess, Arkansas J.R. Carter.

Stomp. Clap. Stomp. Clap. The thunderous beat announcing "The Man In Black's" arrival begins. Audience members join in as the lights dim down low and the trembling voice of Johnny Cash sings out "God's Gonna Cut You Down". A single spotlight casts its glare upon a figure dressed in black standing near the entrance portal at the top of the ramp. He peers out onto the audience, cameras flashing. He wastes no time in making his way down to the ring, the long black duster that he wears billowing behind him. J.R. Carter takes long strides towards the ringside area, ascends the steel steps, walks along the apron and bows into the ring. His face betrays little emotion, eyes focused, brow furrowed as the lights brighten back up and Carter hands of his coat to an attendant.

Mike Adams: Two ‘loners’ here on a team together.

John Stubbs: Yes, and they’re taking on two of the Legends by Natures heaviest hitters.

Four red spot lights pan the arena as "Many Men" hits the PA system. All four spot lights come together at the top of the ramp. As they do red streams of fireworks pure down like a waterfall. Mr. Showtime walks throw the fountain. Stands there for a moment looking out at the crowd and then sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Mr. Showtime stands in the middle of the ring as red fireworks go off around the outside of the ring.

Sean Williams: From Aliquippa, Pennsylvania he is ‘Mr. Showtime’ Gary Schneider.

'Ghost of You' begins to play over the sound system, as the lights begin to flash shades of red and gold. Sparks begin to pour down from the overhang, along with smoke rising from the ground floor. From the midst of all of this, Brandon emerges with a sly grin on his face, making his way to down the ramp and to the steel steps, climbing them upon reaching them. He enters the ring through the middle two ropes, and climbs the far turnbuckle to taunt the crowd.

Sean Williams: The second member of his time Brandon Watkins!

As the bell rings Mr. Showtime starts off the match with J.R. Cater leaving Scopio, and Watkins standing out on the apron in their respective corners. Showtime and Carter approach each other in the center of the ring and start off with an elbow to collar tie up. Getting the upper hand J.R. Carter hits a perfect t-bone suplex on Showtime out of the hold. Hopping back up onto his feet Carter picked Showtime up, and Irish whipped him into the corner Scorpio was standing in. As he came running towards him Scorpio hit him with a haymaker sending him staggering back into a bulldog from Carter. Carter then reached over and tagged Scorpio in he stood there and held Showtimes legs open as Scorpio climbed the turnbuckle and came down with a leg drop across the groin of Showtime.

Mike Adams: Great teamwork there by Scoprio and Carter.

John Stubbs: Yeah looks like Showtime is going to be singing soprano tonight at the Apollo. HA! Get it?! Showtime at the Apollo?

Mike Adams: You’re an idiot.

Showtime is now laying on his right ride clutching his “twig and berries” as Scorpio rolls him back over onto his back, and locks in his version of the Texas Cloverleaf.

John Stubbs: Is that the Zodiac Deathlock?

Mike Adams: Yes it is John let’s hope Showtime can work his way out of this one.

Out of nowhere Brandon Watkins comes running in and nails Scorpio in the back of the head with a double axe handle smash. Sending him flying into the ropes resting on the middle as the ref sends Watkins back to his corner. Now stirring Showtime stands up just as Scorpio gets to his feet limping over Showtime kicks Scorpio in the stomach and lifts him up for a vertical suplex holding him there for about five seconds he drops him down forwards landing his gut on the ropes. After dropping Scorpio down onto the ropes Showtime makes his way over to his corner, and tags in Brandon Watkins who hops over the top rope and runs over to Scorpio. Grabbing him by his pants Watkins quickly flipped him back into the ring, and began to stomp away at his chest. Scorpio quickly reacted by grabbing Watkins ankle and rolling him up dropping him to the ground with an ankle lock.

Mike Adams: Great reversal there by Scorpio.

John Stubbs: Ah he got him just too close to the ropes.

Watkins quickly reached up and grabbed the ropes in front of him forcing Scorpio to break the hold. Watkins quickly jumps up to his feet and away from Scorpio. Scorpio slowly gets up to his feet as Watkins runs at him and knocks him down with a big boot. Scorpio slowly gets up to his knee but is helped up the rest of the way by Watkins as he grabs him by the neck lifting him up into the air. He is forced to drop him quickly as Scorpio quickly begins to kick his gut dropping him down an X-Factor as Watkins drops him. Rolling Watkins over onto his back Scorpion quickly goes for the pin.

1..

2..

John Stubbs: Great teamwork there by the Legends by Nature.

Schneider comes running over to Scorpio and drills him in the back of the head with an elbow forcing him to break the pin. He shrugs off the referee as he bends down and drags Watkins to his corner of the ring. Both Scorpio and Watkins got the tag to their partners at the same time. Schneider and Carter both came running full speed at each other in the center of the ring and began to go blow for blow with each other. Schneider, the bigger man, knocked Carter down after about the sixth punch. Running and using the middle rope as a springboard Schneider landed a perfect moonsault onto Carter his head and legs bouncing in the air a bit as the 230 pound man came crashing down on his chest. Dragging him to the center of the ring he quickly spins him around, and locks in the Final Cut. Scorpio comes running in to break up the hold but with no luck as he is met middle of the ring by a spear from Brandon Watkins. After another fifteen to twenty seconds of the hold Carter is forced to tap out.



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In Ring Segment
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Scorpio gets up with a tired expression on his face and stumbles to the corner. As he looks out to the crowd they once again begin to chant "WE WANT BLOOD, WE WANT BLOOD." Scorpio gets a sickening look on his face as he looks towards Faith Devlin and she throws his barbed wire wrapped kendo stick to him.

Scorpio catches the kendo stick and cracks Schneider in the back of the knee causes him to fall to one knee yelping in pain. Carter tries to stop Scorpio but Scorpio cracks him across the skull for an apparent lack of support during there match.

The crowd is ecstatic as Scorpio approaches Gary once more and yells "THE SICKNESS IS RISING!" before cracking the kendo stick across his face and back causing him to fall onto the mat in a bloody mess. Watkins jumps into the ring and runs at Scorpio only to have the barbed wire wrapped Kendo stick slapped across his groin.

Scorpio goes back to work smashing it against Schneiders legs until all that is left is torn flesh and a broken kendo stick. Scorpio then grabs his shredded legs and locks in the Zodiac Deathlock wrenching the hold until security pulls him off and throws him outside the ring where he picks up a microphone.

Psycho Scorpio: God damn it feels good to be back!

Scorpio catches his breath before continuing.

Scorpio: I figured that the only way I could make a grand debut here was if I made one hell of an Impact! From the looks of things, I did just that. As you fans saw, Gary his partner, and even my own partner were all standing in my way of the title. I neutralized them all. now let me tell the rest of the roster this, if any of you half hearted sunsuvbitches want to try and step in my way, I can guran-damn-tee that you all will...FEEL THE STING!!!

Scorpio drops the mic and leaves through the crowd. .



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Match #2
Singles Match
Kaitlyn Marie Baker v. Kyle Churchill
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Arena goes dark and flashing strobe lights flicker around the arena, when the lights come back on kyle is standing on the ramp, they once again go off and then the pyro's go off and then the lights come back on full time till kyle enters the ring and awaits the arrival of his opponent

Sean Williams: On his way to the ring from Chelsea, England … Kyle Churchill.

Mike Adams: Kyle has had a tough going here in the early stages of his EWF career.

John Stubbs: This is the big leagues Mike. You need to expect stuff like that.

Right before the first time the line "when she walks" is sang during the song, she steps out from the back, attired in black, leather pants with a belt chain, a black tank top, black steel-toed boots, and black, leather, fingerless gloves. She does not pause to address the crowd as many wrestlers do, but instead walks down the walkway to the beat of the song. Once she is at the ring, she up the steps, slowly, making her way into the ring itself.

Sean Williams: ..And from Boston, Massachusetts Kaitlyn Marie Baker.

She deeps, climbing in through the middle of the top and middle ropes. Once in the ring, she takes the time to pause and wave to the crowd, maybe blowing a kiss or two, but always a bit patronizing when she does before finally looking at her opponent somewhere in the middle of the song, music ends.

John Stubbs: Kaitlyn suffered a tough loss last week at the hands of Ace Cutta. Let’s see if she can redeem herself here tonight.

The bell rings and the match begins with Baker and Churchill getting into the collar-elbow tie up. Churchill gets the upper hand as he puts Kaitlyn into a headlock, but she, quickly backs Kyle into the ropes and whips him across the ring, Churchill bounces off the ropes and hits Baker with a shoulder block. Churchill runs into the other side of the ring and Kaitlyn goes down on her stomach for Kyle to jump over her. Quickly hoping back up to her feet Kaitlyn lands a beautiful standing side kick right underneath the chin of Kyle Churchill.

Mike Adams: Beautiful standing side kick by Baker

John Stubbs: She could have easily broken Kyle’s neck with that.

Without wasting a second Kaitlyn now begins to go to work on Churchill driving a knee into the back of his head. Picking Kyle up by his head she tossed him over the top rope sending him crashing down to the floor the referee begins the ten count as Kaitlyn catapults herself out of the ring landing a well timed cross body block on Churchill. Kaitlyn grabbing her side as she got up continued to kick the back of Kyle’s neck and head. Again grabbing Kyle by his head Kaitlyn rolled him back into the ring, and climbed in right behind him. Rolling to her feet Kaitlyn dropped an elbow onto the throat of Kyle causing him to instantly turn red, and grab his neck. She then began to play the crowd a bit.

Mike Adams: Kaitlyn is on a warpath. She looks like she has something to prove here tonight.

John Stubbs: Well she does. She lost her debut match here. One thing in this business is you do not want to start a losing streak.

Pulling Kyle to the center of the ring Kaitlyn makes her way over to the right turnbuckle, and climbs to the top. On the top turnbuckle the fans being to scream wildly as Kaitlyn is taunting her almost lifeless opponent. Leaping off the turnbuckle she began an inverted flip landing across the chest, and abdomen of Kyle Churchill. Instantly locking him up for a pin the referee dropping for the count.

1..

2…

3…

Ding Ding Ding!

Sean Williams: Ladies and gentlemen.. your winner Kaitlyn Marie Baker.

John Stubbs: Wow what a win.

Mike Adams: She rocked him.

John Stubbs: Shes in a number one contenders match for the X-Division Title now...

Mike Adams: She sure is.



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Backstage Segment
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The EWF camera's switch to the backstage arena. In view is Madison Divera she is in her locker room her face in her hands, obviously stressing when a big slam is heard, she looks up to see the door hit the wall and her daughter, Roxxie Roberts storming in out of no where.

Roxxie: "What the hell is your problem mother.. saying Joey and I are going to rot in hell..?"

Madison looks at her daughter, she stands up and approaches her.

Madison: "I was just angry sweetheart I didn't mean to sa..."

She cuts her mother off.

Roxxie: "Save your apologies mother, I am so sick of your Bulls*it.. first you bag on me infront of everybody saying that I have no talent compared to you.."

She pauses.

Madison: "I..."

Roxxie: "Not done Mother..!!! Then you go ahead and get furious with me when I make it further than you in EWF, saying that I don't deserve it...! Then you have enough nerve to get in between me and my decision to be with Joey.. you practically get on my back about it every time I turn around.. then you go ahead.. trash him and join my enemies stable..?"

She pauses again holding up her finger.

Roxxie: "ANDRE WATTS STABLE? Are you purposely trying to make my life a living hell Mother? Is this your way of showing tough love? So you go ahead and join Legends By Nature thinking that you have the upper hand in the situation and your going to take us down??"

Madison: "Sweetheart it ain't like that.."

She shakes her head.

Roxxie: "Don't sweetheart me Mother..!"

Roxxie rips off the Mother&Daughter necklace she got from Christmas from her mother and throws it at Madison.

Roxxie: "Consider this the end of Divine Intervention!"

With those words, Roxxie storms back out of Madison's locker room.. Madison now scooping the gold chain in to her hand with the charm on it saying Daughter.. her heart obviously broken as the scene fades.



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Match #3
Tag Team Match
Jade & Ace Cutta v. Lucy Taylor © & O.G. Kis
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The stadium is filled with darkness when a out of no where a faint Giggle is heard though out, Fireworks and Glitter Fly out from either side of Jade as she Enters view, The track begins to play as she suductivley struts down the aisle, she Blows kisses to her fans and the referrer takes her hand as she climbs stair leading to the rope she suductivley puts one leg though turns her face to the camera and smacks her ass she then enter the ring and waves and giggles at the audiance.

John Stubbs: Jade looking to earn another title shot by pinning the womens champion.

Mike Adams: Yeah what you said.

"Put yours Mutha (Bleeps ) hands up " the voice of DJ Young Star from Orlando is heard around the arena. A beat starts to play as a green glow fills up the entrance way. A couple of strobe lights are going around the arena and are also green. All of a sudden the music starts hitting and pyros begin to explode around the entrance platform and out from the back walks Ace Cutta. He has a Black Magics hand back on his head and a white towel over his shoulder. He stands looking out over the crowd and smiles his custom made ACE grilles to the crowd. Ace slowly struts to the ring and slaps a couple of hands on the way. He slides up under the ropes and stood just lookin around the arena.

John Stubbs: Ace Cutta is looking to get something rolling here in the EWF as he has been stuck in a rut for a while now.

Mike Adams: Tonight is a good a time as any to start it off.

Take Me Back" By Story of the Year filled the arena and the crowd on hand got to their feet in anticipation of the diva they all knew was about to make her entrance. Lucy stepped out of the curtain to an up roar of cheers as camera flashes lit up the dark arena like lightening in the night sky. She smiled her little smile as she headed down to the ring touching the hands of the fans fighting for position to touch the red haired goddess. Lucy climbed the metal stair as walked along the apron of the ring delicately grazing the top rope with her hand arriving at the end of the apron she gracefully turned around to more cheers as she smirked sweetly and entered the ring under the second rope. She crossed into the middle of the ring and posed for some pictures blowing kisses to her adoring fans as the music began to fade into the distance.

John Stubbs: The womens champion looking as good as ever.

Mike Adams: You like women?

John Stubbs: Ha ha.

Echoing through the speakers all through the arena...

"I'm Gettin' money mufucka cus I'ma real nigga/ white boy witta gun man Ima true killa/ its a thrilla bein a contract killa/ I thrive on the action of a real killin/ provin Im a copkillin mufuckin villian/ Cus I'm gettin mon---"

Tupac breaks the freestyle off that Kis was rapping... "I'm Gettin' Money" starts blasting:

I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block
Lil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kicked
Niggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-ted
I put the nigga in his casket
and now they covering the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular F*ck when it counts
Tryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
Gettin ghost on the five-oh, F*ck them hoes
Got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo
and holla five-oh when I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fences
NARC's on a nigga back missin me by inches
And they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-five
in the city where the little niggaz die
Tell mama don't cry, cause even if they kill me
They can never take the life of a real G

I'm gettin money echoes on and on during a chorus break. Out comes O.G. Kis walking like a straight g down the entry ramp:

Still on parole and I'm the first nigga servin
Pour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve it
If I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin
Kinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killin
Dressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the block
just a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the cops...

The music dies off as Kis hits the middle of the ring awaiting his victimizing opponent.

John Stubbs: Talk about stuck in a rut look no further then this man.

Mike Adams: He is partnered with a champion so he should get out of the rut tonight.

Jade and Lucy Taylor start it off with a tie up, Jade grabs a headlock and then hits a shot to the face that sends Taylor to the mat. The referee warns Jade as she picks up Taylor and whips her into the corner then runs at her and spears her into the corner, Taylor slumps down holding her ribs. As Taylor is slumped down Jade starts hammering away on Taylor with lefts and rights then lifts her up and attempts a Go To Sleep but Taylor wiggles out behind Jade and pushes her into the corner, she bounces off and Taylor hits a bulldog and then makes the cover on Jade

.....1

.....KICK OUT!!! Taylor gets up as does Jade and they start hammering away on eachother, Jade ducks under a Taylor left hand and sends Taylor reeling backwards with throat thrust. As Taylor is holding her throat Jade kicks her in the gut and then hits a scissor kick and then hooks the leg for a cover

.....1

.....2

.....SHOULDER UP!!! Jade picks up Taylor and whips her against the ropes then runs against the ropes herself and attempts a clothesline from hell, but Taylor ducks under it and hits a neckbreaker. Both of them struggle to their feet and Jade attempts a big right hand but Taylor blocks it and kicks Jade in the gut and hits a big swinging neckbreaker. Lucy gets up and heads to the top turnbuckle, when Jade gets up she leaps off and hits with a diving crossbody for a cover

.....1

.....2

.....JADE ROLLS THROUGH!!!!!

.....1

.....2

.....KICK OUT!!!!

John Stubbs: A serious of near falls by these two women, no wonder they are the top two in the Diva Division.

Mike Adams: Or it could be because they are the only two women in the division.

John Stubbs: No that's probably not it.

Mike Adams: Yeah it probably is.

Taylor and Jade both manage to get up and tag in their partners, Ace runs in right away and hammers Kis with a clothesline Kis gets up and Ace hits a kick to the gut then runs against the ropes he ducks under a Kis clothesline as he bounces off then hits Kis with a spinning heel kick and makes the cover

.....1

.....2

.....KICK OUT!!! Ace picks up Kis and whips him into the corner sending him to the mat. Kis gets back up and Ace kicks him in the gut and picks him up for a firemans carry neckbreaker but Kis wiggles behind Ace and pushes him into the corner, Ace bounces off then gets hit with a german suplex by Kis. O.G. gets up and pulls Cutta to his feet he then grabs his arm and places it over his head and then hits Ace with a vertical suplex and covers him

.....1

.....2

.....SHOULDER UP!!! O.G. picks up Ace but gets caught with a jawbreaker sending him reeling back. Ace gets back up and attempts a clothesline but Kis ducks under the clothesline and hits a reverse ddt on Ace Cutta and then makes the cover

.....1

.....2

.....SHOULDER UP!!! O.G. picks up Ace and attempts the LTK but Ace pushes Kis off into the ropes, he bounces off and Ace drills him with a roundhouse kick in the center of the ring. Ace and Kis struggle over to their corners and both manage to tag their partners.

John Stubbs: Big tag for both men and now the Diva's are in the ring.

Mike Adams: Again?

John Stubbs: What's wrong with the Divas?

Mike Adams: Nothing if they are in a photo shoot but in the ring, well unless it's a bra and panties match count me out.

John Stubbs: You are an idiot.

Jade runs at Lucy and spears her to the mat and starts hammering away with punches until the referee pulls her off. Jade waits for Lucy to get up then kicks her in the gut and whips her into the corner, when Lucy lands Jade runs and hits a huge splash on Taylor, she stumbles out of the corner and then hoists her up for the Go To Sleep but Taylor wiggles out behind it and shoves Jade into Ace Cutta who falls off the apron, Jade turns around only to get drilled with The Custom Taylored Taylor then makes the cover

.....1

.....2

.....3!!!!

John Stubbs: And the champ wins it for her team.

Mike Adams: Is it over?

John Stubbs: Why haven't you been fired yet?

Mike Adams: I'll take that as a yes.



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Backstage Segment
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Following the mixed tag match, O.G. Kis and Ace Cutta come face to face, yapping at each other.

John Stubbs: Looks like they could come to blows here.

Mike Adams: There sure is a lot of... What the hell?!

Suddenly, Mayhem superstar Keith Daniels slides into the ring with a steel chair. He runs up behind Ace Cutta and blasts him with the chair. The impact of Ace falling forward knocked O.G. Kis back into the ropes. He came off the ropes, still not knowing what's happened, and catches a brutal Livewire from Daniels. He looks down at the two unconscious stars in the ring.

John Stubbs: That's Keith Daniels! He's on Mayhem! What is he doing?!

Mike Adams: I don't know but he's demanding a microphone.

Keith grabs a microphone and puts it to his lips, looking back down at the carnage he caused.

Keith Daniels: Look at you two pathetic bitches. Out here fighting each other, trying to move up. Word on the street is, both of you are looking at a certain vacant title with interest.

Keith smirks slightly before continuing.

Keith Daniels: Allow me to introduce to you, the newest member of Revolution... Keith Daniels!

The crowd erupts in a mixed reaction as Daniels seems to be loving it.

Keith Daniels: And I'm telling you two right now, there is only one person who is going to be the next International Champion. And it's neither of you bottom feeders. I will take that belt, and I will bring back the prestige it deserves!

John Stubbs: Whoa!

Mike Adams: Are you serious? Keith Daniels on Revolution?

John Stubbs: Now we know what that new contract was. One to come to Revolution!

Keith Daniels: Let this be a message and a reminder to anyone on the Revolution roster. The International Title will be mine, and it will happen soon. Get ready for the dawning of a new era. And for all the non-believers, just watch what I do to the Legacy Champion on my last Mayhem this week. I will make you all believe and realize... I'm just better than ALL of you.

Keith Daniels drops the mic as "Before I Forget" by Slipknot blasts over the speakers. He ascends the turnbuckle and taunts the fans before exitting the ring, up the ramp, and to the back.



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Match #4
Singles Match
Shane Knight v. Roxxie Roberts
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The lights dim as just close your eyes sounds throughout the arena, green strobe lights flood the entrance tunnel as Shane Knight appears at the top of the stage.

Sean Williams: On his way to the ring standing 6feet 2 inches weighing in at 245 lbs, Shane Knight.

Shane smirks at the crowd before heading down the ramp. He slides into the ring and taunts the crowd as his music fades out.

John Stubbs: He has had a good showing in tag team competition, but tonight’s match puts him one on one against Roxxie Roberts.

Mike Adams: He goes from trying to score with every woman on the EWF roster to wrestling one here tonight. Looks to be a great match!

The EWF Arena's Stage lights up in a turqoise color! Floresent white lights flash the stage like a disco ball.. and "Find Yourself in You" by Everlife hits the speakers.

She never thought that she would
Get her second chance
Running so far from all she's ever known
Convinced she's lost all meaning
Where did her dreams go
Still she knew that there was something more

Don't be scared, there's someone there
To say these words you need to hear

A little school girl giggle is heard over the speakers, but with no intention of being sweet..! She steps out from behind the stage with a bounce and a smile on her face.. She waves to the crowd and then gestures the Hardy Boys sign in the air with both of her hands.

Don't let anybody tell you who you are (who you are)
It's okay to let go, you're that shooting star (shooting star)
Remember all you wished for
Believe it will be true
You will never find yourself anywhere else,
find yourself in you

The back of her leather black jacket read "Roxxie" in big bold glitter letters and in a smaller font underneath reads "Roberts".. she has an bigger smile on her face.. she gets down to the bottom of the ramp and signals her hands in the air once again, the crowd cheers for the rebellious teenager. She then turns to the stage with a gesture of her hands.. and Madison Divera comes out from the back.. she heads down the ramp and goes to Roxxie's side with a smile and they clap hands..

Sometimes people tell you
Be like me to fit in
Do you know your identity is not in them

Don't be scared there's someone there
To say these words you need to hear

She turns to grab the bottom rope.. and she turns back to face the crowd.. and pulls herself up to the ring like she was pulling her self up to a bar, Madison jumps up slowly after her and enters through the middle rope.

Sean Williams: "And welcoming to the ring.. She weighs in at 138lbs.. Hailing from Oakley, California.... she is... ROXXIIIEEEE ROBBERRTTSSS!"

The crowd cheers for her once again, as she bends through the middle rope and in to the ring.

Why should I measure the world
By someone else's design
Oh I won't let this fly by
Hey look over here I just found the real me
Now it's your turn to see
Now it's your turn to see

[Chorus]

Find yourself in you
Find yourself in you

After taunting to the fans on the turnbuckle she bounces in to the middle of the ring.

Mike Adams: There she is the beautiful and talented Roxxie Roberts.

John Stubbs: Roxxie and Joey Harris have been tearing through competition as of late. Hopefully she can continue her winning ways this evening against Shane Knight.

The referee signals to the time keeper for the bell as Roxxie and Shane grapple in the center of the ring. Roxxie quickly uses her speed and ring knowledge to knee Shane in the mid section causing him to double over. Driving her right knee into Shane’s jaw dropping him to the mat Roxxie quickly runs into the ropes, and bounces off hitting a perfect baseball slide both of her feet meeting the side of Shane’s head.

John Stubbs: Roxxie is relentless tonight! She looks two steps ahead of Shane!

Mike Adams: That she does John! I don’t think Shane did his homework.

Roxxie quickly drops to the mat and grabs Shane by the arm locking in an armbar not letting Shane get one second of fresh air. Using his strength Shane ripped his arm back from Roxxie, and rolled up onto his feet Roxxie hopping back onto hers as well. Bouncing back into the ropes Roxxie tried a cross body block, but was caught in mid air by Shane.

John Stubbs: He just caught her in mid air!

Dropping Roxxie down over his right knee you could see the look of agony flash over her face as she gripped her back. Shane standing up, and playing to the crowd looking down at Roxxie he picked her up by the hair, and tossed her into the corner. The referee yelling at him for pulling her hair putting his arms in the air he flashed cocky smile at the ref before running towards Roxxie, and spearing her into the corner she was leaning against. Climbing up to the middle turnbuckle and pushing Roxxies head up he began to drive his right fist into her head the crowd counting out 1-10 as he did so. Out of the referees view Roxxie had wiggled her arm between Shane’s legs driving her right fist straight upwards she caught Shane right in the groin causing him to fall backwards onto the mat.

John Stubbs: Low blow right there by Roxxie.

Mike Adams: What the referee doesn’t see is legal John c’mon now you should know that.

John Stubbs: It was blatant I don’t know how the referee didn’t see that one!

Pushing herself up onto the top rope the crowd was now screaming loudly for the high risk maneuver they were about to witness. Leaping off the top rope and spinning inverted Roxxie landed a perfect Shooting Star Press on Shane. Quickly she went for the cover

1..

2…

Th-..

Shane Knight barely gets his shoulder up before the three count. Roxxie looks at the referee in disgusting claiming it was a slow count. Standing up she bent down, and picked the still dazed Shane Knight up. She whipped him toward the corner, but Shane grabbed the top rope keeping himself from hitting it. Already in a full sprint Roxxie ran right into the elbow from Shane sending her staggering into the middle of the ring. Shane quickly turns around and runs towards Roxxie connecting with a clothesline.

John Stubbs: He almost turned her inside out with that clothesline Mike.

Bending down and picking Roxxie up Shane whipped her into the ropes, and bent down for a back body drop. Roxxie using her ring smarts begins a baseball slide right in front of Shane wrapping her arm around Shane’s neck and driving him down to the mat landing a perfect DDT rolling up onto her feet Roxxie began to drive her heels into the back of Shane’s right thigh. After about seven or eight kicks Roxxie moved from his leg to his right oblique area kicking him about five times before her rolled over onto his side. Pushing him the rest of the way with her leg Roxxie backed up, and bounced of the ropes. Jumping as high into the air as she could she came down across Shane’s sternum with a big leg drop.

Mike Adams: That looks like it knocked the wind right out of him!

John Stubbs: Roxxie may not be a big girl but 100 plus pounds’ coming down on your chest like that is a lot.

Hopping to her feet Roxxie picked Shane up, and backed him into the corner. She began to drive her right forearm into his chest. Placing both of her hands on his shoulders Roxxie used it to boost herself into the air landing on Shane’s shoulders whipping her head back she landed a Hurricanrana. Reaching back she grabbed Shane’s legs and tried to complete the pin.

1..

2..

As Shane kicked out Roxxie dropped her chin to her chest in disgust. Eyes locked on the referee giving him a death stare as she got to her feet Shane now stirring. Roxxie is still arguing with the ref as Shane comes up behind her and rolls her up for a quick pin.

Mike Adams: He caught her sleeping.



1..

Tw-..

Roxxie quickly gets a shoulder up as Shane lets go of the hold. Both of them now getting to their feet Shane a little shaky still Roxxies face turning red with frustration. Shane stomps his feet a few times, walking to the referee and for some reason begins to argue and then...QUICK ROLL UP..



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2................


3..................!

The bell sounds, Shane Knight shocked.

Sean Williams: Here is your winner ROXXIE ROBERTS!

John Stubbs: Out of nowhere.

Mike Adams: Crazy shit man, crazy.



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Backstage Segment
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There's a knock at the door of Darren William's office.

Williams: Come in!

The door opens, and in walks the EWF World Champion, Joey Harris. He doesn't seem too happy.

Williams: What, your girlfriend not doin' ya or something? Why you look so down, son?

Harris: Cut the crap, Williams! Now you know very well that I am currently pursuing legal action against the EWF for what I see as unfair and biased treatment towards certain superstars.

Darren simply laughs, as Joey grows more perturbed.

Harris: But that's not what I'm here for. I'm here because I want a request for you.

Williams: Oh yeah? What's that?

Harris: At Capital Combat, I want Andrew Watts in a Falls Count Anywhere match!

Williams: Wow, thats so brutal. Falls count anywhere, so boring. You'll have Watts alright, in a one on one...

Williams pauses, a smirk on his face, you know something is coming and it's going to be big, but we wonder just what could it be...?

Williams: Well...

He pauses again, playing games with Harris.

Williams: Joey Harris against Andrew Watts. In one of my personal favorite matches...

Another pause, toying with Joey.

Williams: In a Triple Cage Match! Thats right, three cages on top of each other, each one getting smaller and smaller. The only way to exit the first cage is to climb it and enter through a door that opens in the corner of the cage that leads to the top of the cage and exterior of the second cage. You must then enter the second cage and figure out a way WITHOUT climbing to get to the second cage door which leads to the inside of the small cage. You must then find a way to exit through the chained door and climb to the top of the cage, where there will be a ladder and the title hanging from the ceiling.

Harris: WHAT?

Williams: You heard me now beat it! Oh..and if Santiago happens to win and get into the match, the same rules apply. Have fun Joey.

With that said we cut back to the ring



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Match #5
Singles Match
Paul Blair v. Robert Davis
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BlairVision theme starts up. Fans immediately begin to boo even before the curtains move. A few seconds later, curtain is moved and out comes Paul Blair with his left hand raised in the air - allowing the fans to know how much better he is than anyone else. He uses his right hand to keep Robin Cradle as close to him as possible. Blair slowly makes his way down the aisle with Robin right in front of him. Popcorn and other garbage is being tossed at him from the fans.

Sean Williams: From River Falls, Wisconson the 275 pound Paul Blair!!

Blair moves over as if he's about to go attack one of the fans but after a brief staredown, he continues back towards the ring. Finally he walks up the steps and holds the ropes open for Robin. After she walks in - bending over to give the male fans near ringside a great view. Paul then steps in and Robin takes off his robe. Paul then gives her a kiss on the cheek and makes sure she makes it to the outside. He then waits in the corner for the match to begin.

The lights flicker and then go to a dim green. Smoke floods the stage and the Virus appears wearing a gas mask. The lights slowly return to normal and the smoke slowly fades as he takes off the mask and drops it to the floor at his side.

Sean Williams: And his opponent from New York City “The Virus” Robert Davis

His music plays and he walks slowly down to the ring, acknowledging his fans. When in the ring, he looks around the arena, smiling demonically and rubbing his hands together.

Mike Adams: Paul Blair has been wrestling almost as long as his opponent Robert Davis has been alive.

John Stubbs: Well Mike let’s see how good this new breed handles himself against old school.

The two men begin to pace around each other in the center of the ring eyes locked on each other the smaller Robert Davis looking up at Paul Blair. Jumping in for a grapple Davis runs right into a shoulder from Blair sending him down to the mat. Rolling back up onto his feet Davis keeps his eyes focused on Blair who is now laughing at him. Walking over to Davis and looking down on him Paul Blair reaches out with this right hand, and face mashes him into the mat. Grabbing onto Blair’s arm Davis begins to kick the back of his calves, but that doesn’t seem to faze Blair at all. Grabbing Davis by the hair Blair lifts him high above his head.

Mike Adams: Oh this isn’t looking good for The Virus.

John Stubbs: Going up isn’t bad, but that’s a far fall back to the mat Mike.

Blair begins to press Davis up in the air as a show of strength before press slamming him down into the mat. Davis instantly rolls onto his side clutching his back as he did so. Grabbing onto the ropes Davis began to pull himself up. Blair started running at him catching him out of the corner of his eye Davis flipped Blair over his back and out of the ring. Springing himself out of the ring Davis landed a perfect missile drop kick sending Blair into the barricade fans dumping popcorn all over his head.

John Stubbs: Look at the blatant lack of respect from these fans here tonight.

Mike Adams: Hey! That’s what happens when you treat them like that John. Not their fault Blair acts like an @$$hole to them all the time.

In the background you can hear the referee yelling the 10 count as the two both begin to stir on the outside. Davis getting up, and gabbing Blair by the head taking him over to the ring post bouncing his head off the side of it twice before tossing him back into the ring. Sliding into the ring Davis picked Blair up, and landed a perfect belly to belly suplex causing Blair to come crashing down on his right shoulder hard. Blair grabbed onto his shoulder as he rolled up onto one knee, and began to wince in pain. Wasting no time Davis ran up and kicked him in the chest twice before dropping down and nailing another dropkick sending Blair into the turnbuckle. Davis quickly pulls Blair away from the ropes and goes for the pin.

1..

2..

Blair barely manages to get his right shoulder up off the mat. Jumping to his feet Davis pulls Blair up by the neck, and whips him to the corner. Davis begins to run right after Blair, but a good presence of mind Blair moves out of the way causing Davis to run chest first into the turnbuckle.

Mike Adams: That will take the wind out of your sails!

Staggering backwards Blair rolls Davis up into a small package but doesn’t even get a one count before Davis kicks out. Angry at the quick kick out Blair picks Davis up, and lands a perfect pump handle slam. He then picked Davis up by the head, and whipped him into the ropes. As he was coming back Blair bent down a little and focused right on Davis as he rebounded and came back lifting up his right leg he caught Davis right beneath the chin with a Blairkick.

Mike Adams: Oh my god! It looks like he turned him inside out with that.

Flipping upside down and landing on the back of his head Blair wasted little time in dropping to his knees, and gripping Davis up for the pin.

1..

2…

KICKOUT!

UNREAL. Davis with the kickout and Blair is furious as he jumps to his feet, arguing with the referee. As he is doing so Davis hits a low blow and no one sees it. The roll up...

1..

2...


3!


John Stubbs: Wow, he wins again.

Mike Adams: Blair looked a step ahead of Davis this whole match, I can't believe Davis did it.

John Stubbs: Hes going to Mayhem and Davis is going into a big match next week


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Match #6
X-Division Title Match
Hardcore Match
Andrew Watts © v. The Maverick Elite
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Sean Williams: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the EWF X-Division Championship! Making his way to the ring first...

"Sweetest Perfection" by depeche mode plays and The Maverick Elite makes his way to the ring.

John Stubbs: Maverick looking to score big tonight.

Mike Adams: Yeah, against your boy.

Sean Williams: From Robinsdale; MN...The Maverick Elite!!!

Maverick gets into the ring as he awaits his opponent.

Sean Williams: And his opponent.

The lights dim, getting pretty dark in the arena but still enough light to view the stage and ring. Blue and white smoke begins to arise from the entrance stage, clouding up the entrance area as "Enter Sandman" By Metallica begins to play through the arena speakers. The cameras pan the arena, blue and white spotlights scattering around the crowd. A loud scream is heard over the arena speakers as through the smoke comes running "The Fierce Combatant" Andrew Watts. He stops running as he exits the smoke, standing straight up, a smirk on his face, he looks up at the ceiling of the arena, nods his head as he begins to take off down the entrance ramp, the EWF X-Division Championship slapped on his shoulder. While walking down the ramp he slaps the hands of a select few fans, stopping halfway down the ramp, looking to the left and then to the right. Taking a deep breath as he tilts his head to the right. Watts places his hands together, cracking his knuckles and as he does the scream of fireworks is heard from behind him, the blue and white fireworks shooting into the air, exploding into blue and white blinding colors just inches from the arena roof. Watts jumps up in the air, warming himself up a bit as a few more fireworks let out a small scream and shoot into the air, exploding inches from the roof as the sparks of the fireworks scatter across the entrance stage. Watts nods his head with a smirk, pointing at the ring announcer.

Sean Williams: Making his way to the ring from Cleveland, Ohio. Weighing in at a 263 pounds. He is the EWF X-Division Champion. "The Fierce Combatant" Andrew Watts!

Watts lets his hand fall down to his side as once again he begins to walk, winking at a few good looking girls in the audience who blush, screaming and showing off to their friends. He chuckles at the site of this as he walks towards the black steel steps, stopping right in front of them, looking down at the ground as he rotates his shoulders clockwise, stretching them a bit before jogging up the black steel steps and walking up onto the apron, he takes a few steps on the apron, stopping in the middle of the apron as he turns around, facing the big screen and watching himself as he leans back against the ropes, white sparks rain from the ceiling, falling in front of him, a few hitting him but he ignores them. He enters the ring through the middle rope as he quickly runs to the nearest turnbuckle, jumping up to the middle rope, not bothering to take the time and climb it as he grabs the X-Division Championship off of his shoulder, gripping it in his right hand and throwing his arm up in the air, the title hanging from his hand as he shows it off, the fans going crazy. Watts drops down to the canvas, stretching his arms a bit as he prepares for the match.

John Stubbs: Here we go...

The bell sounds as Maverick explodes towards Watts, all the fire, all the confidence, everything being unleashed as he runs at Watts for a huge clothesline, Watts quickly ducking under it, Maverick off balance as he turns around to face Watts and Watts hits him with a few Back Chops to the chest of Maverick. Maverick goes to fight back with a right hand to the head but Watts ducks it, hitting Maverick from behind with a Jumping Calf Kick to the upper back, sending Maverick to the ground where Watts continues to go after him with a few Kicks To Gut followed by a quick Standing Moonsault that may have bruised the ribs of Maverick who holds his stomache in pain.

John Stubbs: A good start by Watts.

Mike Adams: Sure is.

John Stubbs: Lets see what happens now.

Finally Maverick gets to his feet. Watts stalking him from behind as he walks towards him slowly, hitting a dropkick to the back of the knee, knocking Maverick down to a knee. Watts walks behind Maverick again, lifting him up nailing Maverick with a Back Suplex. Watts goes for some ground work again as he locks in a quick STF. Maverick yelling in pain as he looks for the ropes, grabbing them but the hold staying alive considering it is a hardcore match. Watts pulls the hold, squeezing tighter and tighter, but finally Maverick pulls himself out of the ring, falling to the ground, attempting to catch his breath. Watts stretches in the ring for a few seconds while Maverick recovers.

Mike Adams: Watts on fire tonight.

John Stubbs: Lets see how it goes.

Mike Adams: Is that your new quote?

Maverick stands up and has a 2x4 in his hand. Watts didn't notice Maverick went under the ring and grabbed the piece of wood as Maverick slides in the ring. Watts takes a few steps and signals "bring it." Maverick nods his head, running at Watts and swinging the 2x4 but missing. Watts grabs the 2x4, tossing it to the ground and is then hit by an eye poke. Watts grabs his eye in pain as Maverick then spears him into the turnbuckle, firing away with vicious punches to the gut of Watts, nailing one after the other, swelling Watts abs up. Finally Maverick releases Watts from the turnbuckle and hits him with a well executed snap suplex followed by a quick cover...


.........1


.......................2


......................................Kickout.!


Watts with a kickout at the last second, keeping the match alive. Maverick nods his head, sliding out of the ring, going under the apron yet again. He pulls out a trash can, a trash can lid and a kendo stick. Tossing them over his head and into the ring, one by one. The trash can landing on the back of Watts who was slowly getting to his feet. It knocks him back down to his knees as Maverick slides back in the ring, grabbing the kendo stick in his left hand and the trash can lid in his other. Watts is getting up, on his feet but still hunched over as Maverick uses his advantage and smashes Watts with the trash can lid across the side of the head. The lid bends in half as he tosses it out of the ring. Watts standing straight up but having no idea where he is after the vicious hit as Maverick nails him with the kendo stick. Watts slowly falls backwards, smashing into the canvas, more than likely knocked out. The cover...


....................1


..........................................2


..............................................................


..........................................................................Kickout.!


Another amazing kickout by Watts and the Maverick Elite can not believe it. Maverick gets to his feet, dragging Watts and placing his upper body inside the trash can. Watts head, chest and half of his stomache all in the can as Maverick exits to the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He taunts as the fans give a mixed reaction before Maverick goes sky high and.........................................


...............


Soaring through the air is Maverick, looking for a huge splash...


...............


Connecting! He connects but hurts himself also, smashing Watts' upper body but smashing his ribs and chest as well, rolling on the canvas in pain.

John Stubbs: Wow Maverick putting his body on the line here.

Mike Adams: Thats the way to do it.

Maverick crawls over to Watts, pushing the trash can out of the way and throwing an arm on him for the cover....


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................................2


........................................................


...............................................................Kickout.!


Another kickout by Watts. Maverick rolls over onto his back, holding his head in disbelief, running his hands through his hair as he gets to his feet. Maverick still unable to believe it, he wants it all, going for the kill as he slides out of the ring, reaching under the ring and grabbing a table. He slides the table into the ring and slides in as well. But he has some kind of bag in his hand. He sets up the table and then goes in the bag, TACKS! He sprinkles the tacks all over the table and then goes into the bag again. Gasoline, he splatters the gasoline all over the table as well and then goes back into the bag...Matches. He lights a match, tossing it on the table as the top of the table erupts into flames. Maverick nods his head, tossing the bag out of the ring, turning around and insntantly hit by a dropkick out of nowhere. Maverick flies through the air...


............


And through the table! The flame goes out, put out by the body of Maverick which may have been burned, the tacks digging into the skin of Maverick. Watts slowly getting to his feet, walking over to Maverick and the cover...


..........1


......................2


.................................


.......................................Kickout.!


Maverick fights back as well with a kickout of his own. Watts rolls off of him, standing to his feet and sliding out of the ring, wanting his own weapons. He goes under the ring and grabs a picture frame...A picture fream? The fans are questioned as Watts slides into the ring. Maverick finally getting to his feet, the fans screaming for him not to turn around but he does. Watts swings the picture frame but Maverick ducks under it, dropkicking Watts in the back as Watts bounces off of the ropes, turning around and SMASH! Smashing the picture frame over the head of Maverick, the glass shattering and cutting the forehead of Maverick open a bit, but nothing serious. Maverick stays standing but has no idea what is going on as Watts grabs him by his head, running towards the ropes and tossing him over the top rope. Maverick rolls on the ground, bouncing against the announce tables.

John Stubbs: Watts coming back.

Mike Adams: Whats he doing?

John Stubbs: OH MY GOD...

Watts runs towards the ropes, going airbourne over the ropes and smashing shoulder first into Maverick, smashing him against the announce table which pops up from the ground, moving backwards. Both men laying there in pain, possibly finished for the night or forever.

John Stubbs: Both men look out of it.

Mike Adams: Ya think?

John Stubbs: There is sparks shooting out of the bottom of our announce table.

Mike Adams: Nah thats your ass with the sparks.

John Stubbs: Funny.

Watts slowly starts to get up as does Maverick, both men to their feet as Maverick knees Watts in the gut, throwing him head first into the steel turnbuckle pole. Watts' head just bounces off of it as he stands there, not knowing where he is and Maverick tosses him into the ring, sliding in after him. Stalking him...Watts slowly begins to get up...


...........


Out of nowhere...


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The Maverick Plex !!!


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The cover...


...............1


.............................2


..............................................


.....................................................Kickout.!


Watts somehow does it again, he finds away to kickout, not any kickout, a kickout of the Maverick Plex. Unbelievable heart shown by Watts as Maverick goes for the pin again, digging his forearm into the neck of Watts, trying to cut off his breathing.


.................1


...................................2


.............................................Kickout.!


A quick kickout by Watts and Maverick can't believe it, getting to his feet as he walks over to the referee, arguing with him, stomping his feet and exchaning some words. Maverick shakes his head, turning around and grabbing Watts, lifting him to his feet and hitting him with a kick to the gut as he sets him up for another...


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The Maverick Plex!!!


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Reversed!


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The Highlight...!


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The cover...


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...........................................................................3.!


Watts does it, he retains!

John Stubbs: Unreal win by Watts, he had a tough one here.

Sean Williams: Here is your winner and STILL X-Division Champion. Andrew Watts!



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In Ring Segment
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After the match Maverick rolls out of the ring and onto the floor after his hard fought battle with Watts.


Stubbs - Watts wins it; he retains

Adams - but think what’s going through maverick head right now.


Maverick gets up as Watts gets his title and makes his way across the ring towards maverick as the maverick stands up and runs his fingers through his hair. Maverick climbs up onto the apron as Watts stands there, a smirk on his face, not intimidated by Maverick.


Adams - what are you dooin Watts; hit him.. Knock him on his ass..

Stubbs - maverick said it himself; they are one in the same.

Adams - exactly; knock him on his ass Watts; he’d do it to you.. Eye for an eye.


The Maverick stands there in Watts face and hits him with a hard open plam slap to the chops of Watts. Watts neck cracks to right as he passes his right hand past the left side of his cheek then looks back to maverick as the crowd lays silent and stunned.


Stubbs - what just happened ? Did maverick just slap the face of Watts ; I’m not dreaming am I ?

Adams - well.. Maverick did say that He’s not afraid to confront Watts ; walk into the lions den and do what needs to be done.. WATTS.. WATTS… LAY THAT BASTARD OUT !!!!


Stubbs - you don’t just slap the man that just beat you.. Let alone the Champion..


Adams - DOO IT WATTS.. LAY THAT BASTARD OUT.. CLOCK HIM..


Stubbs - I think Watts is in just as much shock as we all are


Adams - AND THERE HE GOES



Back in the Ring Watts shakes his head, disgusted by Maverick who goes for another slap. Watts ducks under it and Mavericks spits in the face of Watts


Adams - Uh oh.


Stubbs - well. I think maverick got his ass in trouble.


Maverick turns in arrogance playing up to the crowd that he just snuffed watts out but as he turn back to look at watts he catches the X division title to the face; over selling it and flipping backwards as the fans go crazy for it.


Adams - THAT’S RIGHT… MAVERICK TAKES IT IN THE BO-BO.. YOU DON’T DISRESPECT THE MAN OF THE EWF…


Stubbs - Maverick got his point across though.. So what really happened here… who got the last word


Adams - I don’t know.. All I know is THAT MAN.. THE MAN… IS STANDING STRONG WHERE AS MAVERICK.. IS.. O YEAH STUBBS.. HE AIN’T STANDING…

Stubbs - I don’t think that was his intention


Adams - nor was it his intention for Watts to lay his ass out after the match


Watts - stands over Maverick and laughs at him then turns his back and climbs out of the ring. Watts walks backwards up the ramp; holding up the title in means to mock maverick. Maverick sits up and rolls over looking at Watts making his way up the ramp; Maverick smiles a deviant smile and makes the motion like “ I’m watching you”. Watts laughs, shrugging his shoulders, basically saying he didn't care as he exited to the backstage area.



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Main Event
Singles Match
Michael Santiago v. Joey Harris ©
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"Bodies" by Drowning Pool blares over the PA system as Michael Santiago appears at the top of the ramp. He taunts as pyros go off all around him.

John Stubbs: The main event folks, and it is quite possibly the biggest match of Santiago's career! This one will definitely make or break this tag-team superstar, in terms of singles stardom!

Mike Adams: The guy's got guts, I'll tell you that.

John Stubbs: What kind of sick man kidnaps someone elses kid, just to get into the head of his opponent?

Mike Adams: I shot someone's cat once.

Santiago high-fives a few fans as he makes his way down to the ring. He rolls into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, taunting as his music fades. The crowd goes silent as the lights in the arena go out, and then the noise picks up. A thunder clap is heard and the fans cheer. It's followed by a second, leading right into a heavy drum roll followed by a shredding guitar riff, as red spot lights flash around the arena.

John Stubbs: For those wondering, Joey's new entrance music is "The Sound of Truth" by the band, As I Lay Dying!

Mike Adams: You wanna know the truth? Harris is a hack, THAT'S the truth! The only smart thing he's done lately is take out Watts!

John Stubbs: And winning the World Championship is below that, is what you're trying to say?

Suddenly, a stream of fire shoots up from both sides of the entrance ramp, and the crowd goes crazy! The upbeat guitar riffs pick up and the growling voice starts the chorus of the song as Joey makes his appearance on the stage, holding the belt smugly over his right shoulder, staring coldly into the eyes of Santiago. Suddenly, he drops the belt and takes off running full-speed to the ring, which he slides into, as Santiago begins stomping at Joey's body. The music stops and the bell sounds, as this match is under way! Joey gets up, fighting Michael off with a few swift right hooks, the last of which catches Santiago in the jaw. He staggers back, as Joey connects with a spear, pushing both competitors back into a corner of the ring. Harris starts stomping away at the Warrior of Darkness in a fury, until the referee orders Joey to break the hold. Joey turns around to argue with the ref, when he is caught in the back of the head with a heavy elbow from Santiago, that knocks Joey to the floor.

John Stubbs: A stiff elbow takes Joey to the mat, after some heavy-duty offense from the champ!

Mike Adams: What do you expect? The guy kidnapped his woman's kid!

John Stubbs: Also remember, Joey's still suffering the effects of that concussion, or so he claims. That has to take its toll in this match!

Michael stomps the back of Joey's head as the champ tries to recover, grabbing the ropes for leverage and trying to drag himself up. He succeeds as Michael attempts a clothesline, but Joey counters, ducking and tossing him over the top-rope. Michael lands on the ring apron, catching Joey off-guard with a stiff kick to the temple from outside the ring. Joey collapses in a heap in the ring as Santiago, with a sick smile on his face, makes his way back inside.

Mike Adams: Wow, for once you may be right Stubbs. It looks like the lights are on, but nobody's home for Harris.

John Stubbs: That kick could have done some serious damage to the champ!

Mike Adams: Okay, you were right one time. Now stop stating the obvious and get back to the match!

Michael Santiago grabs a handful of hair, dragging the champ to his feet, who looks to be out of it. He gets Joey steady enough so that he can barely stand, and drops him again with a right hand to the face. He laughs as Joey crumbles to the floor, slowly crawling to a corner. He grabs the ropes, attempying once more to pull himself up, by Santiago connects with a running dropkick, taking out the champ again! He drags Joey to the ring, a confident look on his face as he covers him for a pin.

1.......

2.......


...And a kick-out, at the last second!

Mike Adams: Santiago almost upset the champ! Come on, prove to us why Harris is the paper champion!

John Stubbs: Will you shut up? Let's see you get in there with an injury like that and even try and fight the way Harris has!

Mike Adams: And get my ass handed to me the way he has? Sure.

John Stubbs: Except it doesn't take a concussion for you to get beat that bad.

Santiago seems surprised that he didn't pick up the win after that dropkick. He grabs a handful of hair, again lifting Joey to his feet, who finally manages to get in a jab to the eye with his left hand. The referee turns Joey around, arguing with him as Santiago recovers. He tries to grab Joey from behind, but Joey counters with a low-blow as the referee is distracted by the champ! The Warrior of Darkness crumbles to his feet, as Joey attempts to climb the turnbuckle, eyes still glazed over.

John Stubbs: What's Joey doing? You don't think he's going for his legendary 'Natural High' shooting star press, do you?

Mike Adams: I don't know, nimrod! Watch and find out!

John Stubbs: That move hasn't been seen in almost a year, do you think Joey'll be able to pull it off in the state he's in?

Mike Adams: If he can even make it up to the top rope!

Joey finally gets to the top, the fans on their feet for the champ. He stands tall, springing the ropes a bit for leverage as he attempts to sail across the ring...but he loses his balances, falling off the top rope! The fans gasp in shock, many of them cheering but the reaction is generally a mixed one for the champ. Santiago, now recovering, sees Joey and attempts to cover him, but again, Joey gets the shoulder up after 2! Now completely flustered, Michael Santiago begins stomping repeately at Joey's lifeless body, until the referee finally pulls him a way, but the fire in Santiago's eyes has already been lit. He smiles a very sick smile, looking to make Joey suffer as he picks him up from the ground, the champ's eyes open, but very distant. He sets him up at his side, seemingly preparing for a DDT.

John Stubbs: No way! If this DDT connects, Joey's career could be over!

Mike Adams: Come on Mike, do it! Make yourself famous!

Santiago smiles, as he prepares to drop the champion on his head. But out of nowhere, Joey reverses the weight, rolling up Santiago in a small package! The referee drops to the mat..

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2.......

3!!!



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Joey releases Santiago and rolls out of the ring, a huge, sneaeky grin on his face as Michael gets up, livid. He kicks the turnbuckle in frustration, realizing that the champ just pulled one over on the tag-team specialist.

Mike Adams: What the?! It was a charade, the whole thing? From our goody-two-shoes champion? I'm speechless!

John Stubbs: Then shut up, if you are as you say! Joey totally surprised us all with that display, a 5-star act, if I do say so myself!

Mike Adams: Wow, maybe this guy isn't all that bad, after all?

Joey walks around the ring, his music playing loud, when it cuts out, only to be interrupted by "Enter Sandman", the popular Metallica single. The crowd errupts, and the expression on the champ's face turns from ecstacy to surprised, as the number one contender Andrew Watts steps out from behind the curtain, the X-Division title over his left shoulder.

Mike Adams: Tension here.

He stares down Joey, who stares back, mouthing off at "The Fierce Combatant." Watts simply looks down at the World, then back up to Joey, mouthing back and pointing to his X-Division title, tapping at the gold with his finger before pointing down to the World Title. He then raises his hand in front of him, holding up two fingers, and motioning to his bare right shoulder. The two rivals stare each other down, as the show fades to black.
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