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| Thursday Night Mayhem; 8-07-08 | |
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| Darren Williams | Aug 7 2008, 01:18 AM Post #1 |
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Thursday Night Mayhem Opening Video [dohtml]<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgFbJC6XoVQ"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgFbJC6XoVQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>[/dohtml] -------------------------------------------------- Before The Show Segment -------------------------------------------------- Before the show Mark Mason was found laid out backstage, he was immediately rushed to the nearest hospital however the person who made this attack was not seen and no one, including Mark has an idea who made this attack. He suffered a mild concussion, a bloody nose and a few cuts and bruises to the face however doctors say he will make a full and quick recovery but will not be able to return to the arena to compete in his match tonight. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The EWF Monday Night Revolution cameras open up to an overhead view of the Mellon Arena in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania . 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 PA with greatness, Big Ben, Hines Ward & Willie Parker sit front row in their respected NFL jerseys. 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 Chris Hush and Zach Hurly. Zach Hurly: Hello everyone and welc...Oh wait thats your line. Chris Hush: Idiot. Hello everyone and... Zach Hurly: Blah I'll say it this time. Hello everyone and welcome to Thursday Night Mayhem. I am. Chris Hush: I am Chris Hush, alongside me. Zach Hurly: Shut up you idiot. Chris Hush: You shut up. Zach Hurly: Suck my... Chris Hush: Enough. Alongside me Zach Hurly, my idiot partner. Zach Hurly: Funny, fatass. Chris Hush: I'm not even fat. Zach Hurly: Oh, well most gay announcers are. Chris Hush: Your an idiot. Zach Hurly: Cool. Chris Hush: Anyways tonight we have a nice event lined up for everyone.. Zach Hurly: You always say that.. Chris Hush: We always have a good event. Zach Hurly: True. Chris Hush: We start things off with tag team action, we will see Riflewilly & Dante v. Carson Alexander & Kevin Thompson. This should be a good match, Riflewilly returning to in ring action as Carson looks to end this little slump hes been in by teaming with Thompson and defeating the other two. Zach Hurly: Or you can just say hes looking to win, its the same thing just different words. Chris Hush: It's more descriptive, would you shut your mouth? Zach Hurly: Make me. Chris Hush: We have a fatal four way involving Axl Lionsworth v. Rain v. Mark Mason v. Damien Alptraum. Zach Hurly: Actually Mason was attacked before the event started and last I heard he won't be coming back so it will be a triple threat without him. Chris Hush: Oh thats correct. A very bg match for all three of these men, two of them newcomers and Axl just coming back last week, it should be a great match. Zach Hurly: Without Mason. Triple threat. Chris Hush: Yeah you made your point, shut up already. Zach Hurly: Wow your a big boy with your big boy words. Chris Hush: In more tag team action we will see Extreme City X-Tremists v. The Slattery Brothers. The Slattery Brothers are a well experiance team... Zach Hurly: Who can't buy a win. Chris Hush: Who have improved greatly since joining the EWF and I think they have the potential to take this match against the Extreme City X-Tremists. Zach Hurly: Or they'll just lose...again. Chris Hush: We will see a match that may go down in history. A singles match with the potential of a main event match. Eva Michaels v. Eddie Monroe, the former Legacy Champion against the longest reigning European Champion in EWF history Eva Michaels. This should be a great one. Zach Hurly: Yeah because shes got a nice round ass. Chris Hush: Or because they are both very talented. Zach Hurly: That too I guess.. Chris Hush: We also have X-Kore... Zach Hurly: No we don't have. We don't have the guy, if we had him he would be right here with us. Chris Hush: Sorry. We will also see. Better? Zach Hurly: Sure? Chris Hush: X-Kore Champion Jason Kash going head to head with Glen Hendricks in a ... Kitchen Brawl Match. Zach Hurly: What the F*ck is a kitchen brawl? Chris Hush: I'm as stumped as you are. Zach Hurly: We ever had one of those? Chris Hush: Not in the EWF. Zach Hurly: Thats pretty dumb. What does Kash's kitchen consist of? Marijuana and space cake? Chris Hush: I wouldn't doubt that one Zach. Zach Hurly: I know it for a fact. Chris Hush: And in the main event. Zach Hurly: And in the main event. Chris Hush: Dont copy me. Zach Hurly: My name is Chris Hush and I rock the cock. Chris Hush: We will see a no holds bared match. Zach Hurly(pretending to be Hush): My boyfriend and I will have a no holds bared match Chris Hush: Keith Daniels v. Ryan Wisler. Zach Hurly: Oh...Word? Chris Hush: Yeah. This should be a great match, both men have showed what they are capable of and this may be a big match for Keith Daniels. Zach Hurly: Didn't he get traded to Rev? Chris Hush: Yeah he did. It's his last match. Zach Hurly: That cock... Chris Hush: Watch the mouth. Zach Hurly: Blah. Chris Hush: Well we are ready to kick off the show, we are about to take you backstage! -------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- Our cameras cut back to the office of Mayhem General Manager Darren Williams. He is sitting down when his door bursts open. Some random guy walks in dressed in a tuxedo, a pair of sunglasses, golden necklaces, golden rings on his fingers and a smirk on his face. We have no idea who the guy is but we notice a big briefcase in his left hand. He walks over to the desk as Williams stands to his feet, he leans forward shaking the mans hand. Business Man: Ah Mr. Williams, we finally meet. Darren Williams: Yeah nice to meet you too. So..? The man sits down in a chair in front of the desk, Williams having a seat again also. Darren Williams: How is the projection looking? Business Man: You tell me, is it a done deal? Darren Williams: How much? The man slams the briefcase down onto the desk, popping it open, it is filled with 100 dollar bills. He smirks, nodding his head, Williams grins. Business Man: One hundred thousand dollars. Williams nods his head, liking the sound of that. Darren Williams: It's a done deal, about an hour and fifty minutes until showtime. Business Man: Thats what I like to hear. The mans stands up, shaking the hand of Williams as he departs from the room. Williams nods his head, sitting back down as we wonder exactly what the hell is going on. -------------------------------------------------- Opening Match Tag Team Way Match Riflewilly & Dante v. Carson Alexander & Kevin Thompson -------------------------------------------------- Sean Williams: Making his way to the ring Riflewilly! "River Below" by Billy Talent blares from the PA system as Riflewilly appears in the entranceway. Rifle looks around at the crowd for a second and then proceeds to the ring. As he makes his way to the ring Rifle stares at several fans for a few seconds each as if having a staredown with them. Rifle then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring and runs towards the adjacent turnbuckle. he hops up onto it and raises his hands above his head in two fists and yells. Chris Hush: Riflewilly came back last week and he looked decent. Zach Hurly: Shake off the ring rust. Sean Williams: And his tag team partner... Lights dim low as the big screen flickers on to static. The screen goes bright then fades into the form of a bondage mask. The mask starts to rotate slowly then picks up speed as flames burst from the bottom of the screen engulfing the mask in a ball of fire. All goes black in the arena. Sean Williams: From Phoenix, Arizona. Dante! Psalm 69 by Ministry begins to play over the PA system as a low flames sparks from the entrance way. The flame spreads and engulfs the entire stage and ramp. Dante walks out on stage with a wicked grin on his face. He plays to the crowd as a chorus of boo's washes over him. As Dante makes his way down the stage and down the ramp, the flames seems to die out under his feet. Dante makes it to ringside Chris Hush: Dante will look to pick up the win in this one. Zach Hurly: Uh thats what everyone looks for. Sean Williams: And their opponents... Savin Me blares over a pa system and a video of Carson Alexander walking down a highway in the desert wearing jeans and a muscle shirt and sunglasses. Sean Williams: Carson Alexander! He walks out on the ramp He raises his hands in the air looks up until blue pyro goes off in front of him He walks down to the ring Chris Hush: Lets see how Carson does coming off a few rough losses. Zach Hurly: Yeah, lets see. Sean Williams: And his partner.. The lights goes down as "Inside the Fire" from Disturbed begins. The instrumental sends the crowd silent. As the song explodes into action, pyro explodes in the arena, almost destroying the whole set. A young Kevin Thompson emerges from the curtains, to a huge pop from the crowd. Kevin walks down towards the ring, with a meaningful look in his eye. He makes positive gestures to the crowd, which send them into a frenzy. Sean Williams: Kevin Thompson! Thompson rolls underneath the bottom rope at speed, and darts for the furthest turnbuckle, where he motions a rifle with his hands, before raising his arms to a huge pop from the crowd. He drops from the turnbuckle, and looks ready for battle. Chris Hush: Here we go! Riflewilly and Kevin Thompson stand on the ring apron while Dante and Carson Alexander begin the match. Dante starts the match by landing a superkick to the jaw of Alexander. Alexander falls to the mat holding his jaw. Chris Hush: My god Carson Alexander is out cold. Dante drops down to cover Carson, ...1, ...2, ..2.3 Kevin Thompson steps in and breaks up the count. Dante jumps to his feet and spears Thompson to the mat. Dante climbs to his feet and lifts Thompson back up with him. Thompson throws a punch but it doesn't phase Dante, Dante continues to grapple with him. He lifts Thompson into the air and slams him down to the mat with the Devil-Driver. Dante makes the cover, ...1, ...2, ...3! Dante jumps up from the canvas. Letting out a roar of confidence, turning around to Riflewilly and smashing him with a huge spinebuster. Dante smirks, sliding out of the ring and making his way up the entrance ramp. -------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- Mayhem's newest member, Paul Blair is seen backstage heading quickly for the Bathroom at the end of the hallway. He has this look on his face like he is about to explode and with that being a huge embarassment, Blair hurries into the bathroom. As soon as the door closes behind him, Jason Kash comes out from hiding from between two vending machines. He comes out laughing so hard he is bent over, grabbing at his stomach. Kash rushes off scene for a minute and returns with Ryan Wisler, each of them carrying a 10 pound bucket of water. You know it's water because some splashes over the edge and hits the floor, a nobody staff member walks by after Kash and Wisler get near the bathroom door and slips on the wet spots where the water had fallen too. Kash waits for a minute and nods the camera to come closer as he speaks in a lowered voice to those watching. ::Kash:: Earlier after finding out that the "CWF Hall Of Famer" Paul Blair was now on Mayhem...Well, let's say his YooHoo Chocolate Drink he left on the table in his locker room had some extra flavoring to it. Now he in here exploding from the rear end. ::Wisler:: You sure he drank it? Maybe he just ate some spoiled Prunes..Old people do eat Prunes still right? ::Kash:: Blair is like 80 years old now so I'm sure he's only fucking around with liquids at his age. Let's get this show on the road though..Ready? ::Wisler:: Born that way. Slowly pushing into the bathroom, Kash and Wisler both are carrying 10 pound buckets of water. The buckets aren't splashing over the edges as much anymore due to Kash being as quiet as he can be. Kash holds the door open for Wisler and the camera guy with his back against the door as noise and water splashing is heard from inside one of the stalls close by. They creep up and the smell hits them and the camera man. They stop in their advanced movement, the buckets of water swish and a little bit splashes against the tile flooring of the bathroom. They stop moving, hoping that the little splash on the tile wasn't heard by Paul Blair inside the stall. Moans, sighs, and other weird noises are heard with a small echo made by Blair as the toilet water splashing continues. By himself, Kash moves in closer to the stall but keeps away from the bottom open space around the bottom of the connected stalls. You can see Paul Blair's rolled down pants and Incredible Hulk undies sitting in a lump on top of his shoes. Wisler is pointing at the green hulk undies but covering his mouth with the only hand he has avalible. Kash steps up into the stall next to where Blair is at. The noises cut off and silence is heard as Blair hears that someone else is now right next to him in the other stall. Putting his left foot onto the toilet bowl, Kash pushes himself up onto the toilet. The bucket is heavier then he thought for a stealthy job like this. He hopes Wisler is ready. Slapping the stall wall that connects to Blair's stall, Kash gives the signal for Wisler to rush into action. At the sound of slapping they both know that Blair's attention would be to the stall the slapping came from. At that moment, Ryan Wisler rushes to the stall's side and leap pushes himself up onto the urinal. Wisler can see over the stall and looks down into it to see Blair sitting with his arms now covering his private area. Wisler dumps the bucket but misses Blair almost completely. Blair who has his arms up to block whatever it is being poured into the stall. Wisler's target wasn't Blair though it was the two rolls of toilet paper locked to the stall. It is exposed without metal covering and is now soaken wet and unable to use for it's purpose. Wisler laughs and jumps down onto the bathroom floor. Blair starts scrambling to try and save some of the toilet paper, knowing he just blew out like a volcano, he has nothing to wipe his ass with. Settling on his own shirt as a means to wipe his ass, Kash has been watching from the top of the stall. He has this smile on his face, knowing the plan he put together has worked perfectly to this point. ::Kash:: Hello there Blair!! Jumping at both the voice and the recognition of the voice, Blair looks up and his face doesn't show welcome but a tad bit of worry. Kash laughs and looks up and past the stall as Wisler pushes someone out of the bathroom. Someone who should have turned around on their own and not interfered in their business. Blair calls out to Kash almost demanding his request with a followed threat. ::Blair:: I want some toilet paper KASH!! You will be sorry for this, I promise you things so unpleasant that you and your Ignorant Minds will want to ship over to Revolution!! ::Kash:: Wha!?! This is your Welcome to Mayhem Blair....It might not be Fair To Blair but it's Funny to Me!!! Pouring the 10 pound bucket of water over the top of the stall, Blair yells out. His scream is blubbered by the water pouring over his face, clothes and entire body. The water rushes out onto the bathroom tiles outside the stalls but Wisler is laughing and pointing at the stalls, rocking the camera in the process. Kash finishes pouring and tosses the bucket into the stall hard at Blair and leaves the stall. Kash starts to run out the stall but slips sideways and slaps against the semi flooded floor. Wisler leaps into the air laughing so hard at Kash busting his ass, but he bounced almost right back up. His whole right side is darkened by the water but he walks up to Wisler and past him as the camera heads back to ringside. -------------------------------------------------- Match #2 Singles Match Steve Steele v. Koda Daniels -------------------------------------------------- The lights dim around the arena as red and white lights spin on the stage and sirens can be heard screaming with the faint starting riff of The Erotics in the background as a voice comes over the PA system. "LET'S GET TRASHY, BAAAABBBBBYYYY!" With that proclamation "Baby Rock Out" kicks in hard and the arena comes alive. The lights start flashing between white and black as a spotlight shines down highlighting Mr. Trashy himself, Steve Steele, in center stage, his right hand held high in the devil horns hand sign. A bottle of his on Womanieser in the other. He throws back a mouthful and begins making his way down the ramp to a mixed fan reaction. Sean Williams: Making his way to the ring first from Los Angelis, California. He is Steve Steele. Steele tags the hands of the fans that wish to be tagged, his mirrored aviators reflecting the lights along with his wet look red jeans jean. His leather jacket, biker boots and gloves only show a slight refraction of light as he gets to the bottom of the ramp. Steele finishes up the bottle of beer and launches it into the crowd before running and sliding into the ring. Steele bounces to his feet and grins, pointing to his black Stetson cowboy hat and the bright red "TRASHY" scrawled across the front of it. He throws his jacket off of his shoulder as well as his hat and glasses from his head, revealing his striking stare outlined in black eyeliner. Steele head bangs to the music in the middle of the ring and then throws up the devil horns to a mighty blast of pyro from all four corners. As the music dies and the lights return to normal Steele pulls off his "Revolt in Style: 5tar Rebel" T-shirt and throws it into the somewhat excited crowd before going to his corner and stretching out on the ropes. Chris Hush: Steve Steele looks ready to fight here tonight. After all the questions surrounding him it wasn’t positive he was going to stay a member of the EWF, but we sure are glad he did. Zack Hurly: Yeah, now we can see him job out in more matches. “Do ya think im sexy” by Rod Stewart hits the P.A. system as Koda Daniels walks to the ring as he blows a kiss to the crowd and the person he is about to face in the ring, while holding a mirror looking at himself. Sean Williams: And his opponent from Talbot, Maryland Koda “Studilicious” Daniels. Ding. Ding. Ding. The bell rings as the two men begin to circle each other in the corner of the ring. The two of them dive at each other in the center of the ring each of them locking in a collar-neck tie up. Steve Steele quickly got the upper hand and sent Koda flying backwards onto his back. Bouncing off the mat he rolled up onto one knee his right hand pressed into the small of his back. His eyes were focused on Steve Steele who was now laughing at him, and approaching him waiving his hands in front of his head he started to squirm away from Steele. Steve crouched down a bit and grabbed Kodas hair. Just as he was going to start laying his first few punches he was met by a few fists to the midsection causing him to double over. Bringing his right forearm up he began to lay into Steve’s forehead with about three big forearm shots sending Steele staggering back a few steps. Sending him slumping over the ropes to hold him on his feet, Koda quickly gees to his feet and makes his way over to Steele. Grabbing Steele by the back of the neck Koda beings to drive his forearm and elbow into the upper back of Steele. Each one of these shots causing him to lose his balance only held up by his neck and face on the ropes. Chris Hush: Steve is looking extremely venerable tonight, Zack. Zack Hurly: That’s just because Koda is that damn good. Chris Hush: Yeah, that must be it Zack. Koda now put his other hand on the back of Steve’s head dragging his face, and eyes across the top rope before pulling him away. Holding Steve bent over Koda pushed his head down, and raised his right knee catching Steve right in the chest sending him down to the mat. Koda begins to play the crowd allowing Steve some time to recover. Steele slowly begins to get up Koda catching this out of the corner of his eye grabs Steele by the right arm, and Irish whips him into the ropes. On his way back Koda drills Steve right across the chest with a huge clothesline sending him crashing down into the mat. This time Koda doesn’t waste a second and picks Steele up right away again Irish whipping him into the ropes this time on Steve’s way back he is met in the mid section with a big boot sending him doubling over again. Grabbing both of Steve’s arms Koda pulls off a beautiful double arm DDT Steve’s head bouncing off the mat. Koda quickly rolled Steele over and went for the pin. Zack Hurley: This match could be over right here! 1.. 2.. Steele barely gets his right shoulder off the mat. Koda quickly pulled off Steele and clapped his hands out of disgust thinking he should have had the three count. As Koda stood up he pulled Steve Steele up by the head quickly nailing a pendulum backbreaker Steve’s face instantly turning red as he landed across his knee. Standing up Koda quickly ran into the ropes bouncing off he drove an elbow across the sternum of Steele again going for the pin. 1.. 2.. Chris Hush: Koda just can’t seem to keep Steve down! Zack Hurly: He gets closer and closer each time. Again Steve Steele barely gets his right shoulder off of the mat. Dropping his head out a frustration and yelling Koda quickly hopped up on his feet and pulled up Steele as he did so. Again Irish whipping Steele into the ropes Koda bent down to shoulder press him over his back, but Steele telegraphed the move perfectly. Flipping over Kodas back Steele grabbed Kodas head and connected with a perfect somersault neck breaker. Zack Hurly: A beautiful variation of The Sunset Stripper there by Steve Steele. Chris Hush: Very nice Zack. While Koda is down Steele wastes no time in locking in his variation of the scorpion death lock. Steele’s face began to turn red as he was exerting as much energy as he could in hopes of getting Koda to tap out. Using all of his leg strength Koda broke the hold sending Steve across the ring. Chris Hush: Koda Daniels just showed his power by breaking that hold with sheer leg strength. Steve’s chest bounced off the right turnbuckle as he was forced across the ring by Koda. Putting both of his arms over his chest he crouched down, and began to catch his breath a bit as Koda limped to his feet and made his way over to where Steele was. Sensing Koda was on his way Steele spun around with his right leg extended taking out Kodas legs as he did so. Standing up he quickly picked Koda up and locked him in for a reverse DDT as he spun he landed his patented Short Term Memory Loss driving Kodas head into the mat. Chris Hush: STML! OH MY GOD HE JUST HIT THE STML! Zack Hurly: It’s going to be hard to recover from that right there! Locking Koda in for the pin Steele raised his right arm in the air as he could sense the win. 1.. 2.. 3.. As the bell rings Steve Steel hops to his feet both arms raised up in the air victoriously. -------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- The scene opens up with Ryan Wisler walking down the hallway of a local hospital just minutes from the arena. Wisler is wearing a pair of dark wash Abercrombie & Fitch low rise slim bootcut jeans, a white shirt with the first few buttons undone showing off his ripped physique covered by a Pronto Uomo Two-Button Black Micro-Suede Jacket, a gold GMT-Master II Rolex watch on his wrist, a pair of white Nike Men's Air Force 25 Supreme's, and his platinum I.M. chain hanging down his neck. Wisler is carrying his stuff in a black Nike bag that is slung over his shoulder. While he is walking down the hallway Wisler's phone rings, he pulls it out of his pocket and answers it while he continues to walk down the hallway. Ryan Wisler: Hello... Ohh whats up man?... Yeah I just got here... Cool cool... Yeah we should for sure... What are you doing tommorow night?... Umm let me see I think I'm busy but... While Wisler is talking on the phone he runs into someone and his bag falls to the ground. Wisler looks at his bag on the ground and then looks at the person he just ran into, Mark Mason. Wisler doesn't take his eyes off of Mason as he ends his phone conversation. Ryan Wisler: Hey man let me call you back alright?... Cool man later... Peace. After he finishes talking he shoves his phone in his pocket and continues to stare at Mason until he finally breaks the silence. Ryan Wisler: How about you do the right thing and pick up my bag since you did run into me. Mark Mason: I don't think so you ran into me you can pick up your own bag. Ryan Wisler: You know you are starting to get a pretty big head around here and I don't like it. Ever since you won the number one contendership you think you are some big shot. Well I have a news flash for you bud I have beaten you twice and when my title is on the line at Capital Combat I will beat you again. Mark Mason: Not likely Wisler, Hendricks saved you last week but at Capital Combat with him in the match you will have nothing to save you. Ryan Wisler: What makes you think I need saving from you? Mark Mason: I guess I will have to show you at Capital Combat now won't I? Just as Mason finishes that Wisler sees Jason Kash walking behind Mason. When Kash realizes who it is Wisler is talking to he slows down and starts creeping behind Mason signaling to Wisler what he is going to do. Wisler nods to Kash and continues to keep Mason in conversation. Ryan Wisler: You talk a big game Mason but you have yet to back it up while I have done so twice against you if I recall. Mark Mason: Third time will be the charm. Ryan Wisler: I guess we will see. By the way Mason is it cold where you just came from? Mark Mason: No, why? Just then Kash, who has been standing behind Mason for a few minutes now, pulls down Mason's pants. The camera stays above the waist but you can see Wisler and Kash laughing at Mason. Wisler picks up his bag and runs down the hallway, Kash turns and follows him. Mason tries to run after them but trips because his pants are still down and he falls to the ground, while he is on the ground Kash and Wisler walk back over to him and lean over to talk to him while he is on the ground. Jason Kash: Sure you didn't just come from the shower or something Mark your looking a little cold. Ryan Wisler: Maybe this will teach you to take responsibility for things like when you run into someone and knock their bag over. Jason Kash: Yeah and maybe you should stay some where nice and warm before roaming the hallways. HAHAHAHA!!!! Ryan Wisler: See you at Capital Combat bro. With that Wisler and Kash get up laughing and walk towards the exit as Mason lays on the ground in shame. -------------------------------------------------- Match #3 Triple Threat Match Axl Lionsworth v. Rain v. Damien Alptraum -------------------------------------------------- A low fog seeps from the back stage area as the music starts. Green lights flash with the music. Rain steps slowly out onto the ramp and stands center ramp with his Lob Wedge in his left hand. He raises his right arm and pumps a fist in the air. Rain then rushes to the ring and slides under the ropes. He struts from corner to corner spinning the club in "light saber" fashion. The lights go black, the arena hidden under a veil of darkness. The screen of the tron goes fuzzy and in the darkness, the shrieking scream of a woman is heard, followed by mechanically distorted voices, all speaking at once in a symphony of chaos until they all die down and one striking voice, the voice of a young girl, rings out. "He's Here" Red lights begin to flash as the opening, echoing guitar licks of Guns 'N' Roses "Welcome to the Jungle" comes to life over the speakers, the crowd jumping to their feet, going into an instant frenzy. The song begins to pick up, the crowd waiting anxiously until the main riff comes in, signaled by a huge pyro explosion. Smoke fills the stage and the curtains sway, the crowd going ballistic as he steps through the cloud of smoke. The Rock and Roll Outlaw, cigarette in one hand, barbed wire-wrapped guitar in the other, his arm wrapped around the ridiculously, obscenely, unbelievably, incomparably beautiful Leslie Lionsworth, stands before the thousands of screaming fans, a wide, cocky smirk on his face. He takes a long drag of the cigarette and looks over at Leslie, who is looking up longingly at him. He exhales the smoke in her face and she breathes in deep, closing her eyes and smiling. He leans in and kisses her before the two begin to walk down the ramp, arms wrapped around one another. They come to the ring and Axl sets his guitar against the ringpost and jumps on onto the apron, Leslie moving around to the stairs. She smiles and blows a kiss to the fans sitting at ringside, cheers ringing out from them. She moves up the stairs and steps through the ropes, Axl sitting on the second rope to hold it open for her. She gives the fans a seductive little shake in between the ropes, leaning in and giving Axl a second quick kiss before stepping into the ring. Axl follows, climbing up onto the turnbuckle and looking out over the sea of fans, taking another drag of his cigarette and exhaling into the air before jumping down. He drops the cigarette onto the mat and stomps it out with his foot, taking off his Sin City Saints "We've got more money than Belgium" t-shirt and tossing it to a random lucky fan. He looks around once more before moving to a corner, Leslie climbing up on the turnbuckle behind him and rubbing his shoulders, giving him some last mi nute words. As Left Behind by Slipknot hits the arena we see the lights dim as we see green smoke begin to arise from the ramp, After 19 second mark of the song we see Damien make his way out from behind the ring curtain as red blue lights flash around the arena. As Damien makes his way out to the middle of the stage, we see him look around the entire arena before taking his shirt off and tossing it behind him before making his way down the ramp, snapping his neck side to side at cretin point as he makes his way through the smoke. As he makes it way to the bottom of the stage, we see him look around the arena once more, before sliding in under the bottom rope and going to the nearest turnbuckle by the Commentary table, we see Damien throw an X under his chin before extending his arms out in his Ode to Raven before looking down and staring at the commentators in a trance for a few seconds before jumping down and waiting for his opponent/match to start All three competitors stare at one another, waiting to see who makes the first move; it's Axl, who flips off Rain, but instead turns and begins hammering at Damien Alptraum, who is completely caught off-guard. Axl backs Damien up into his corner, then runs at him for a clothesline, knocking his opponent senseless, as Rain follows up with a dropkick to Alptraum, dropping him to the mat. Rain climbs back to his feet, but his met with a club to the back of the neck by Axl. The Rock and Roll Outlaw lifts him up, but Rain fight him off, and the two trade blows. Chris Hush: An even pace has been set so far in this match, it can go either way. Zach Hurly: Yeah! For Damien, it went down! Haha! Chris Hush: One has got to believe that this match would go down differently if Mark Mason had still been able to participate. Zach Hurly: Maybe, but the fool went and got himself injured! What an idiot! Chris Hush: As if he did it purposely. Axl gains the upperhand, kicking Rain in the gut, before throwing him over the top rope! The fans cheer loudly as Axl poses for them, for just a split-second too long, as Damien recovers, attempting to roll him up from behind. Axl reverses the weight however, and begins hammering at Damien, the crowd cheering with each hit. Chris Hush: Looks like a clash between styles here! Axl Lionsworth, the Rock and Roll Outlaw; and Damien Alptraum, the, uh...uh...well, I hear he likes Emo! Zach Hurly: I wish my grass was emo, so it would cut itself. Rain slides into the ring behind Axl, landing a low dropkick to his back. He rolls over on top of Alptraum for the pin. 1...........2....and a kick-out! The referee holds up two fingers to the timekeeper, as the match continues. Rain gets back to his feet and turns around, only to be met with a spinebuster by Axl Lionsworth! The crowd goes as Axl gets up, the adrenaline pumping through his veins. Damien follows, and is kicked in the gut by Axl, who sets him up for what looks to be a sit-out powerbomb, but Alptraum lands a few solid fists to Axl's skull, and reverses the leverage with a hurricanrana into a pin! The referee drops to the mat. 1.........2......but it's not enough to keep the Outlaw down! Damien gets up, stomping at Axl, who rolls out of the ring to recover. Alptraum turns around as Rain runs fullspeed for a spear, but Damien leaps over him, and Rain connects on the referee instead! Zach Hurly: Yes! Finally, things are gonna get good! Chris Hush: Now that the ref is out, anything goes for these men until he recovers! Axl, outside of the ring, notices the referee is out, and a sneaky smile spreads on his face. He searches under the ring, and pulls out a steel chair! The crowd erupts at this! Axl looks at the chair, nodding his head in satisfaction before sliding back into the ring. He gets up, as Damien notices he is in big trouble! Axl nails him over the skull with the chair! He turns around and dodges a clothesline from Rain, before cracking him, as well! He bounces off the ropes, connecting with a Chairdrop to the skull of Rain, which busts him open! He attempts the same on Damien, but Alptraum rolls out of the way, and Axl crashes and burns. Axl gets back to his feet, and is slapped in the face by Damien, who mouths off to Axl. The Outlaw smiles, and begins hammering away at him once again, flipping off before sending him over the top with a clothesline. The crowd is worked into a frenzy as Axl grabs the chair once again, turning to Rain, who is just recovering. He raises it over his head and strikes down at the recovering Rain, who counters with his finisher, the Rain Drop, out of nowhere and connecting right into the chair! The crowd is out of control at the chaos going on in the ring, as Rain inconspicuously pushes the chair out of the ring just as Damien comes back in the ring with a clothesline at Rain who ducks it..Roll up... 1......... 2......... 3!!! Rain rolls out of the ring and raises his arms in the air, celebrating his victory as the blood drips down his face. Chris Hush: Rain wins! What an upset... Zach Hurly: Wow... -------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- (In the men's locker room, Trent Sumners is adjusting the belt on his bright red pants while Les Slattery is in most of his wrestling gear and lacing up his boots. A door opens in front of the twosome, and in comes Terry Slattery, who is dressed in his letterman's jacket, wrestling trunks, knee pads, and wrestling boots. Terry makes a beeline for Les, who stops lacing up to look at his brother.) Les: Hey, Terry. (Terry doesn't say anything. He just SMACKS Les across the face. Trent is taken aback and Les has to readjust his face while Terry has a scowl on his.) Les: (standing up) What the hell? (Terry pushes Les up against the wall of lockers, pinning his shoulders down.) Terry: I heard your message! Trent: (to Les) What message? Terry: (without looking at Trent) The message that Les threw the match on purpose! Les: I already told Trent-- Terry: Now you gotta tell me! Les: I wanted us to face Ryot and Brian Adams for the belts, but since Ryot left, the belts were vacated, and since I didn't know who we were facing, I'd thought we could wait it out until after there are new champions. Terry: You did it without telling me! Are you gonna throw matches on our part until there are new tag champs? Les: Hell, no! Terry: Trent, could you guarantee that for me, please? (Terry backs up off Les and Trent steps in front of him.) Trent: (to Les) Hun, if you throw this match, you're sleeping on the floor tonight. Les: (without hesitating) Signed, sealed, and delivered. (Trent steps out from between the brothers.) Trent: Let's do this. (All three men get up and exit the men's locker room.) -------------------------------------------------- Match #4 Tag Team Tables Match Extreme City X-Tremists v. The Slattery Brothers -------------------------------------------------- Sean Williams: From Los Angeles California, Weighing in at 231 pounds…he is, Drake Phoenix! “I Wanna be Sedated” by the Ramones blasts over the PA system as Drake Phoenix emerges from the back. The crowd pops. He is wearing Punk Rock Jeans black T shirt and black vans Skate shoes. He walks down the ramp as he slaps hands with the fans. He slides into the ring and waits for his partner. Sean Williams: From South Jersey, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is Seth Corin!!” Seth Corin walks out as his music blasts in the arena. He walks out with a towel on his head and a water bottle. He walks down the ramp dumping the bottle on his head and throws the bottle to the crowd. He then Climbs in the ring stands on the turnbuckle and throws the towel in the crowd and raise his arms as pyro goes off on the other three turnbuckles. Sean Williams: And their opponents, accompanied by “Blowtorch” Trent Summers. Hailing from Jasper, Alberta, Canada. The weigh in at a combined weight of 475 pounds. They are Terry and Les, The Slattery’s! Hey, baby, if you're feelin down / I know what's good for you all day / Are you worried what your friends see? / Will it ruin your reputation lovin' me? (When all three of them get to the end, Terry jogs lightly up the steps, onto the apron, and into the ring. Meanwhile, Trent -- now up on the apron -- holds down the ropes for Les, who bends over in a forward flip, into the ring. When both Les and Terry are in, Trent backflips over the ropes and into the ring. Terry goes to one side of the ring and holds his right hand and arm up like he's acknowledging the crowd while Les goes to the opposite side and does the same but with his left hand. Trent goes to the side between them and points to the twin brothers.) 'cause I'm a dirty white boy / Yeah, a dirty white boy / A dirty white boy. The music fades, and the announcers pick up as the Slatterys enter the ring, ready for combat. Seth Corin and Les Slattery begin the match with a collar and elbow tie-up. Les lifts Corin into the air as if he were going to perform a scoop slam and takes two steps forward before dropping to one knee and executing a shoulder breaker on Seth Corin. Seth hits the mat and squirms in pain a bit. Les Slattery stands over Seth Corin and attempts an elbow drop but Seth Corin rolls out of the way. Corin waits for Les to come to his feet before performing a hurricanrana on Les Slattery. Slattery flips over onto the mat and Seth Corin hooks the leg of Les, ...1, Les Slattery kicks out. Seth Corin walks over and tags in Drake Phoenix. Corin gets Les in an arm wrench and steps to the side as he contiunes to hold Les' arm. Drake steps through the ropes and kicks Les in the side and Corin releases Les' arm and steps onto the ring apron. Drake Phoenix continues to deliver punches and kicks to Les SLattery in an attempt to wear him down. Drake Phoenix whips Les into the ropes. Les bounces back, Drake leps over Les. Les bounces into the ropes again and upon his return he goes for a clothesline but Drake ducks underneath that and dropkicks Les Slattery in the back. Les falls to his knees and his throat collides with the second ring rope. Drake drops to the mat holding his knee and the ref begins to check on Drake. Chris Hush: Drake Phoenix may be injured. Zack Hurly: He didn't appear to land awkward. Seth Corin leaps into the air and lands a legdrop across the back of Les Slattery's head. Seth then grabs Les by the back of the head and wrenches downward to apply pressure to his throat. Drake climbs to his feet and Seth lets go of Les. Drake pulls Les off the rope and covers him, ...1, ...2, Les kicks out once again. Drake walks over and tags in Seth Corin. Seth Corin heads to the top rope and watches over Les like a hawk watches its' prey. Les Slattery makes it to his feet and Seth Corin goes air borne. Corin puts his legs togetther and flies at Les like a torpedo. Les steps to the side and grabs Corin's leg leg causing him to drop to the mat, his head smacks hard. Les stumbles back and tags in his brother Terry Slattery. Terry Slattery enters the ring and makes a cover on Corin, ...1, ...2, Corin gets the shoulder up. Chris Hush: The Slattery's were my picks kto win the tag team gold. Zack Hurly: My picks go to Politically Incorrect. They've got something about them, they're greatness waiting to be exposed. Chris Hush: That made no sense. Terry Slattery has his knee in Seth's back and he wrenches back by pulling on his arms. Seth screams in pain and Drake Phoenix quickly steps in and places a boot to the side of Terry's head. Terry releases the hold and falls over but quickly makes an attmept as getting to his feet. Drake Phoenix dropkicks Terry Slattery into the corner and Terry flies face first into the corner. Seth make sit to his feet and Drake sends Seth in Terry's direction via the irsh whip. Seth flies into the corner and nails Terry with a big body splash. Terry falls back a few steps and Seth gets him in a quick roll up, ...1, ...2, ...Les Slattery kicks Seth Corin in the back of the head. The ref sends Les back to his corner and then he sends Drake out of the ring as well. Seth lets Terry make it to his feet. Seth runs at Terry and Terry catches him and slams him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Terry Slattery goes for a cover, ...1, ...2, ....2.6, Seth Corin kicks out again. Terry goes and tags in Les. Chris Hush: Seth Corin's the smallest guy in the ring, but he's got the biggest heart. He never gives up! Zack Hurly: He's a runt! And he's gonna get himself killed out here. He better hit the gym. As Les steps through the ropes he's attacked by Drake Phoenix. Terry Slattery grabs Drake by the hair and tosses him out of the ring. Drake flies out and then smacks the back of his head against the guard rail, he appears to be hurt. Les and Terry begin the double team on Seth Corin. Les lifts Corin off the mat and they execute THE CRACK UP! Les makes the cover in the center of the ring, ...1, ...2, ...3! -------------------------------------------------- In Ring Segment -------------------------------------------------- (Les Slattery is wiping the sweat from his brow while walking through the corridor, passing by some crew members, when Terry Slattery speed-walks up to him and taps him on the shoulder.) Les: (stops) Yeah, bro. (Terry grabs Les by the arm and turns him around so that he can see his face.) Terry: I thought you weren't gonna follow through tonight. Les: When Trent gives me that kind of ultimatum, I usually follow it. Terry: (puzzled) So, all Trent has to say is "win or sleep on the floor"? (Les nods his head.) Terry: Weird-ass brother of mine, "wood" you join me in the cafeteria for a victory meal? Les: Sure. Terry: Let's go. (Terry and Les walk through the halls and make a turn around the corner before we cut back to...) |
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-------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- Slowly, the camera moves down the hallway, Monica Mancuso quickly in tow. She stops in front of the camera, and fluffs up her hair, Monica: Tonight is a very special night. Because for the first time in EWF history, we get to have a word with the mysterious, and undefeated Silencer! The crowd in the arena can be heard cheering, as Monica turns around to a dressing room, and knocks, before she opens the door Monica: Hello? Monica walks into the dressing room, slowly; the camera behind her into the fully lit dressing room. Suddenly, the door creaks shut behind them, as Monica jumps a little. Monica: Silencer? The mirror suddenly cracks, causing Monica to jump again and look toward it. Monica: What’s going on here? The lights flicker on and off and suddenly explode with a loud crash. Monica shrieks in response Monica: OH MY GOD! Monica frantically looks around, but sees nothing, and is a little disoriented from the lights exploding. She runs to where she sees light under the door, and pulls on the door. Monica: HELP! A hand slips over Monica’s mouth “Shhh....” A voice whispers to her “Isn’t it beautiful?” The voice is loud enough to barely be heard, as the man is whispering in Monica’s ear “The Sound of Silence, I mean... Can you hear it?” The man, quite obviously Silencer, releases his hand from her mouth, and allows her to turn around Monica: YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME! She hits Silencer in the stomach Silencer: You’re breaking it... That’s dangerous ground you walk on, Monica. There’s an awkward Silence for a moment, before Monica regains composure, and attempts to get this interview underway. Monica: Well you obviously know who I am, and why I’m here. Silencer chuckles in response. Silencer: Yeah, you’re here to ask me the same mundane questions... Why am I here... What are my intentions...? What’s going through this mind of mine...? I’ve heard it all, really. Are they really necessary? Do the people really need to know? Monica nods in response Monica: Better, they deserve to know! Silencer sighs in response. Silencer: I’m here, because I can be... There’s no real rhyme or reason behind it... A place to be myself... A place with such talent, with so much to give... All I’m here to do is take... That’s all I ever do, anyway... Monica: Okay, how about your intentions? Silencer: People never can figure that out, can they? The world we live in is consumed with violence, and greed, and terrors beyond any imagination... I’m here to bring them to light, to show you how beautiful Silence can really be, and then Break It before your pretty little eyes... I’m not here for titles, I’m not here for wins; we all know that this supposed streak I’m on won’t last anyway... I’m just here to educate, here to bring beauty and grace to this dead and solemn world... But I know, some people can’t accept that... They can’t see the beauty in Silence... They never will, and that’s why they get Broken. Monica: And what’s going on through that mind of yours. Silencer sighs once more Silencer: If you could only understand, dear Monica... It’s as if I’m a harvester of misfortune; lady luck never smiles upon me. The world of love is torn straight from my chest; the moonlight is taken from my sight without a second thought... If only you could understand... You never really can though... I wish I even understood half the shit that went through my mind... The lights mysteriously return, as a smile grows on Silencer’s face; his eyes giving off a fierce white light. Monica: Do you really want to face anyone in particular? Silencer: No, not really; I can Silence anyone I please, if I really want to... Not that I’m going to though... The crowd starts to get louder, as the smile on Silencer’s face broadens again... Silencer: The Silence is mine to create, and mine alone... If someone wants to challenge me, then so be it... If they want to Silence me, they can Go Ahead... Silencer pauses Silencer: Go Ahead... Silence Me... See if I just end up breaking you... Again, the lights fade, this time remaining n darkness... -------------------------------------------------- Match #5 Singles Match Eva Michaels © v. Eddie Monroe -------------------------------------------------- "Whose to know if your soul will fade at all The one you sold to fool the world You lost your self-esteem along the way" "Fake It" by Seether begins to play over the arena as the lights dim and smoke fills the entire stage area. As the guitars begin to play Monroe comes out from the back pump up and ready for action. He waves his arms up and down to get the crowd behind him and loud. He walks to the center of the stage and raises his hand to his mouth as if he were smoking a joint and then pretends to throw it into the crowd as green neons begin to flash all over the arena. Sean Williams: From Reno, Nevada he is Eddie Monroe. Monroe then begins to walk down the ramp giving the fans fives and enjoying himself. He gets to the ring and runs to slide under the bottom rope. He gets up and walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms into the air forming an X as the music continues to play and slowly fades out. Chris Hush: This next non title match pits former EWF Legacy Champion Eddie Monroe against our current EWF European champion Eva Michaels. Zack Hurly: Tonight should be a great match. Monroe is still looking to rebound after losing his title to Ryan Wisler at Exotic Sunset, and Eva has undefeated in her past few matches. "Getting Away With Murder" by Papa Roach hits the P.A. system. Eva emerges from behind the curtain and makes her way down the ramp. Sean Williams: From New York City she is your current EWF European Champion. Eva Michaels. She heads up the steel steps and slips in between the ropes. Her every move slick as ever. She raises her arms, taunting to the fans, smug with confidence. The bell rings and Eva struts out of her corner. Monroe crouched over in his fighting stance his eyes locked on Eva. She dives in for a grapple but is met by a quick right jab and a hard left. Staggering backwards Eva is met by a forearm and a knee to the kidney. Eva backs into the ropes clutching her right side. Monroe runs at her, and attempts to clothesline her out of the ring, but she ducks and Eddie is stopped by the ropes. Eva caught her with a few back elbows knocking Eddie out of the ring as she stood there catching her breath. Monroe slides back into the ring as Eva begins to stomp away at the back of his head. Fighting through it Eddie gets up to his feet, and is Irish whipped into the turnbuckle. Zack Hurly: This is already shaping up to be a great match. Both of these competitors are attacking each other like rabid dogs. Chris Hush: It looks like this is going to be a battle of stamina Zack. Monroe turns around only to be caught by Eva repeatedly driving his shoulders into his midsection. Eva reaches up and grabs Eddie by the back of his head, and continuously bounces his face off the turnbuckle post. After the fifth time she pushed him away from the corner, and landed a beautiful running bulldog. She quickly dove on top of Eddie for the pin. 1.. 2.. Monore easily got his sholder up after the two count and rolled over to the ropes using them to help get up. Standing on her feet now Eva kicked Monroe in the stomach and whipped him into the ropes as Monroe rebounded from the ropes Eva tried for a clothesline, but Monroe ducks underneath it and then stops right behind her. Eva spins around only to be caught by a stiff spinning heel kick by Monroe dropping him onto the mat. Zack Hurly: Finally! Monore got her on the mat. Chris Hush: That’s a start the opening minutes of the match weren’t looking too promising for Monroe. Eva starts to get up her right hand clenching her jaw Monroe wastes no time grabbing Eva and throwing her into the corner. Monroe runs at Eva and tries a big splash, but Eva rolls out of the way Eddie stops himself by placing both hands on either side of the turnbuckle. Eddie spins around on his heel and walks towards Eva as she bounces back off the ropes and jumps in the air driving a knee into this face. Eddie quickly hops back up to his feet as he is half bent over Eva drives him down to the mat with a DDT. She quickly rolls him over for another pin. 1.. Tw-.. Monroe again easily pushes the much lighter Eva Michales off of him. Eva quickly stands up and picks Eddie up by his head only to bring him right back down with a snap suplex. Eva lifts Eddie up into a sitting position and puts a knee in his back pulling back underneath his jaw stretching out his back. Zack Hurly: Eva won by submission last week I think she’s going to try and do it again tonight. Chris Hush: That’s what it looks like Zack. Monroe easily powers his way out of the hold and rolls over onto his side both hands on his lower back. Eva makes her way to Eddies head and lifts him up. Whipping him into the ropes she waits for him to return and drops him with a reverse STO. She rolls over and tries to lock him in for a camel clutch, but is blocked by Eddie. Eddie quickly hops to his feet, and nails Eva with a forearm to the face. Grabbing Eva by the right arm Eddie Irish whips her into the ropes as she rebounds he leaps into the air and tackles her with a Lou Thesz continuously drilling her in the face with hard right hands. Zack Hurly: Nice Lout Thesz press there by Monroe. Monroe rolls off from Eva and picks her up he backs away from her as she is staggering around the middle of the ring. Spinning around Monroe ran at Eva, and drilled her with a hard clothesline. Chris Hush: Monroe might have just knocked the smugness out of Eva with that clothesline. Lifting Eva up and scooping her onto his shoulders Eddie drilled her down to the mat with a Samoan drop, and locked her in for a pin. 1.. 2.. Eva barely forced her right shoulder up from under the weight of Eddie Monroe. Eddie quickly hopped to his feet, and grabbed Eva by her hair throwing her into the ropes as she rebounded he lifted her high in the air, and dropped her down on his knee with a beautiful atomic drop. Both of her hands instantly going to her tailbone she crumpled down onto the mat. Eddie put one foot on her chest, and went for a very cock pin. 1.. Tw-.. Eva quickly kicked out from his half assed pin, and Eddie looked down with a smirk toward his opponent. Eddie bends down and picks Eva up kicking her in the stomach he swung at her with a heavy right, but Eva quickly ducks and connects with a huge dropkick sending him onto the mat. Eddie quickly hopped up, but was met with a right from Eva, and hit him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Eva runs over to the ropes and springs off the second rope spinning in mid air she came down across Eddie’s upper back with a leg drop. Picking Eddie up by the back of his head she lifted him over her back, and connected with the Black Out. Chris Hush: This match is just about over after that Black Out Rolling over, and locking Eddie in for the pin Eva screamed at the referee to start the count. 1.. 2.. 3.. Zack Hurly: This match is over! Eva continues her win streak against Eddie Monroe. -------------------------------------------------- In Ring Segment -------------------------------------------------- As Eva raises her arms, smirking as she ties her boyfriends recrod for the longest win streak in the EWF history we notice Silencer coming through the crowd. The crowd goes crazy as he slides in the ring, Eva having no clue he is in there as she lifts her title. Chris Hush: Eva watch out.. Silencer stalks Eva, smirking as she throws her arms up one last time. Silencer rubs his hands together, a sadistic smile on his face. Zach Hurly: Bitch is gonna get blasted. She turns around coming face to face with Silencer. She gives him a confused look as he cocks his head up. She mouths "what do you want." Taking a step back and out of nowhere she is blasted with a right hand. She drops her title and Silencer picks it up, stalking her as she slowly gets up. Chris Hush: Cheap shot. Zach Hurly: Cheap chick, cheap shot. She gets up, whiping the blood off her bottom lip, turning around as Silencer smashes the title right across her face, knocking her to the canvas and leaving her knocked out on the ground. Silencer smirks, sliding out of the ring and walking up the ramp but still holding Eva's European Championship. Chris Hush: HE IS STEALING HER BELT! Zach Hurly: Ha what a night. Silencer exits into the backstage area, with the championship. Stealing the title from Eva. Chris Hush: Eva must get that back, or she could be in trouble with managment. -------------------------------------------------- Backstage Segment -------------------------------------------------- The cameras cut backstage and Jason Kash is seen walking through the hallways. He's got a big match tonight so he's focused. He stops in-front of a locker room that reads "Influential Minds", he pushes the door open and the locker room is filled with cleaning utensils. Windex, pine sol, a mop bucket, bopiling pots, a crock pot, a dining room table, a bottle of Ajax, laundry detergent, and a skillet are all placed through the room. Kash walks over to a partially opened locker and opens it, a dented skillet is hanging from a hook in the locker and a white piece of paper is taped to the skillet, the piece of paper reads.... YOU'LL BEND... YOU'LL FOLD...... YOU'LL WEAKEN..... YOU'LL FALL TO GLEN HENDRICKS! Kash chunks the skillet at the wall and the cameras cut back to ringside. -------------------------------------------------- Match #6 Kitchen Brawl Match Jason Kash © v. Glen Hendricks -------------------------------------------------- We pan around the ring to see a few counter tops, a dishwasher, a stove, an oven, a fridge, a kitchen sink and a few chairs in the ring. Various foods are on tables outside the ring and a referee stands in the middle of the ring, awaiting the competitors. Sean Williams: The following match is a non title Kitchen Brawl! Chris Hush: Well the ring looks like...A kitchen. Zach Hurly: Yeah it does. Sean Williams: Making his way to the ring first... Hendricks continues towards the ring with a smirk on his face as he wields a crowbar in hand. Hendricks stops just as he reaches the ring apron and looks to his left and then to his right before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. Hendricks jumps to his feet and walks over to his corner. Sean Williams: From Dallas, Texas. He stands 6’1” tall and weighs in at 233 pounds. He is the Skitzofrenik Avenger… GLEN HENDRICKS!” He smirks, looking around at all of the random objects that he can use to his advantage in this match, definitely liking it as he nods his head and cracks his neck a few times while awaiting his opponent. He places the crowbar under the bottom turnbuckle and removes his leather vest. Sean Williams: And his opponent... Jason Kash bursts out from behind the curtains and the fans stand to their feet. The cheers and jeers fill the arena louder than the music playing. Kash wearing his Platnium Influential Minds chain that hangs down to the middle of his chest, begins to taunt at some of the fans. Smoke comes out from the stage as Kash pushes his way through it and walks down the entrance ramp. His baggy grey leather pants hang a bit off his backside, his black lugz stomping with each step as he approaches ringside. Chris Hush: Kash seems to be looking forward to this match. Zach Hurly: Kash took out Axl easily last week. Sean Williams: From Houston, Texas. Weighing in at a 240 pounds...The X-Kore Champion, Jason Kash! Kash jogs up the steel stairs at the corner of the ring and looks around again when he reaches the top. The fans and haters alike go wild as he walks the ring apron before stepping through the ropes. Bouncing off the middle rope he is in the ring where he bobs his head to the music and watches every camera flash from within the arena. Kash grabs the ropes, pulling on them to stretch out some and then throws up his hand with the his fingers in a "K" position representing his name. Pulling off his chain from around his neck, Kash hands it off to the ring boy and awaits the sound of the bell to begin the match. Chris Hush: Here we go... The match starts off as Kash spears Hendricks into a counter, Hendricks grabs a frying match, smashing it into the lower spine of Kash. Kash pushes Hendricks away as he clotheslines him into the fridge. Kash smirks as Hendricks hits the ground. Kash grabs a counter, tossing it towards Hendricks who slides out of the way, dodging the bullet. Hendricks grabs a pair of tongs, launching towards Kash and grabbing his nuts with the tongs, squeezing them with all his power as Kash's face turns completely red in pain. Kash quickly swings open the fridge door as it smashes into the face of Hendricks who falls backwards. Kash holds himself in pain as he falls to his knees. Chris Hush: That had to of hurt. Zach Hurly: Uh ya think? Chris Hush: I know. Zach Hurly: I'd hope so. Both men get to their feet, Kash grabs a bottle of ketchup and smashes it into the face of Hendricks, ketchup explodes, covering them both in ketchup. Kash licks his finger and mouths "thats good shit." As Hendricks clotheslines him to the ground. Hendricks begins to pound away on Kash who pushes him off of him, sliding out of the ring. Kash looks at a table outside the ring and grabs a huge pot of boiling hot chicken soup. Hendricks slides out of the ring as Kash throws the soup at him, the burning hot soup falls all over Hendricks chest as he grabs his chest in pain. Kash smashes the empty pot of soup across the head of Hendricks, followed by a huge DDT. Zach Hurly: This is a funny match. Chris Hush: Yeah it isn't bad. Zach Hurly: I said it's funny! Now agree! Kash picks up a yogurt from the table, popping the lid off and dumping it in the face of Hendricks who gets up, whiping his eyes and licking his lips. Kash runs at Hendricks who ducks, throwing him face first into a pan of lasagna. Kash sticks his hand in the lasagna, placing it into his mouth and nodding his head, mouthing "thats good shit." Kash turns around and Hendricks comes rushing at him. Kash has to think fast and he does, at least he thinks he does. Grabbing some plastic wrap and holding it out in front of him as if it were a shield. Hendricks punches through the plastic wrap and smashes Kash right in the nose. Kash holds his nose in pain as Hendricks goes to run at Kash, slipping on the spilled chicken noodle soup and landing on his back. Zach Hurly: This match is filled with surprises. Chris Hush: At least they won't go home hungry. Zach Hurly: That was kinda, sorta, funny. Chris Hush: Thank you. Kash grabs a watermelon, walking over to Hendricks who is slowly getting up. Hendricks gets to his feet and Kash smashes the watermelon on Hendricks' head. Hendricks' eyes shoot open as he looks around mouthing "what the F*ck" and falling to the ground. Kash grabs Hendricks, sliding him into the ring and following him. Kash walks over to the ice machine, scooping out a scoopfull of ice and walking over to Hendricks, slipping it in the back of his tights. Hendricks jumps up, grabbing his ass, putting his hand down the back of his pants and pulling out pieces of ice, tossing them at the crowd who yells "Ewww" Kash runs at Hendricks, clotheslining him against the dishwasher. Hendricks flips the dishwasher on, popping the door open as high pressure water squirts Kash in the eyes. Chris Hush: Man what a match. Zach Hurly: Yeah it's good. Kash grabs his eyes and opens his mouth, shouting in pain, only to have water spray down his throat, choking him as he begins to cough. Finally kicking the dishwasher door shut as Hendricks goes for a right hand, knocking Kash to the ground and then out of nowhere comes MARK MASON! He slides in the ring holding a bananna and pitches it at the nuts of Hendricks. He grabs them in pain as Kash runs at Hendricks. KASHED OUT! 1.... 2......... ........................ 3...................................! -------------------------------------------------- In Ring Segment -------------------------------------------------- The bell sounds as Kash gets to his feet, a smirk on his face as he raises his arms, grabbing his championship and raising his arms when out of nowhere Steve Steele slides in the ring, low blowing Kash from behind and throwing him head first into the fridge. Kash bounces off of it, falling to the ground as Steele grabs a frying pan, smashing it against the head of Kash and knocking him out. Steele grabs a microphone. Steve Steele: Kash Kash Kash. You run around here, running your mouth, pulling your little pranks, making an ass out of yourself and you still think your worthy of being a champion? Thats a joke to me. Steele walks closer to Kash, looking down at him. Steve Steele: Your making the EWF look bad as an EWF Champion and that is why I am going to change that. You think your funny, you think your all cool and hip with your bad ass act. But thats all it is, is an act. So come Capital Combat I will show you what a real champion is. When I take your title away from you...For the EWF's sake. Steele drops the microphone, exiting the ring and walking up the entrance ramp. Chris Hush: Did he just challenge Kash? Zach Hurly: I think he did. Chris Hush: Uh oh... Steele exits to the backstage area. -------------------------------------------------- Main Event No Holds Bared Match Keith Daniels v. Ryan Wisler © -------------------------------------------------- Sean Williams: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring first... A loud beeping sound echoes throughout the arena, as the word 'DANGER' flashes on and off the big screen. Suddenly, "Before I Forget" by Slipknot erupts over the PA System. Keith Daniels steps out onto the entrance ramp and stands there for a second, smirking at the crowd. He then raises one fist, and pyros begin to erupt behind him, exploding into various colors in mid air as they become nothing but little sparks that fall atop the entrance stage. Sean Williams: From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at a 346 pounds. Ketih Daniels! Zach Hurly: This should be good. Chris Hush: Yes it should, He continues his way to the ring and rolls into it. He then stands, and walks to a turnbuckle. He climbs the turnbuckle and begins to yell at the fans. He then raises a fist, and a shower of sparks begins to rain over the ring. He steps down and leans nonchalantly on the turnbuckle for a second before walking to the middle of the ring. Sean Williams: And his opponent... "I'm A Pimp" by Too $hort plays, as the song starts all the fans shift their attention to the top of the ramp. The arena is flooded with a sea of boo's as Ryan "Big Pimpin" Wisler's music kicks in. Ryan "Big Pimpin" Wisler appears at the top of the ramp, with his I.M. chain around his neck, and arm in arm with two beautiful women. The boo's get louder as Wisler and the women unlink arms, Wisler spreads his arms above his head as fireworks go off behind him and sparks flutter down to the ground, Wisler then links arms with the women again and continues down to the ring. On his way to the ring Wisler stares at the outstretched arms of a few fans and laughs, then acts like he is going to smack one only to bring it back at the last second. As Wisler makes his way down to ringside he unlinks arms with the two women again and they hop up on the apron and sit on the second rope as Wisler steps in, Wisler stands in the center of the ring and spreads his arms above his head again as the two women come over, one grabs one arm of his jacket and one takes the other. Sean Williams: And now introducing the EWF Legacy Champion he stands at six feet and one inch. He weighs in at 228 lbs. from La Porte, Indiana!!!! Ryan “Big Pimpin” Wisler!! Wisler then takes off his I.M. chain and kisses it and hands it to the girl that didn't grab his jacket. The women then take the jacket and the chain to the outside and watch Wisler inside the ring. The song continues and Wisler leans outside of the ring as each of the girls give him a kiss. Wisler then goes to one of the turnbuckles then climbs up and points to himself with his thumbs, as the crowd boos him wildly. Wisler then hops down and waits in the corner for his opponent as the crowd continues to boo him and the song comes to an end. Chris Hush: Here we go... Keith Daniels and Ryan Wisler stand in opposite corners as the referee signals for the bell. The bell sounds and both men meet each other in the center of the ring exchanging punches. Wisler jabs a thumb in Daniels eye and then kicks him in the back of the knee. Zack Hurly: That's a sound strategy by Ryan Wisler. He's doing what it takes to bring the big man down. Daniels now on one knee begins to fight back with punches. He connects with a right and Wisler stumbles back leaving him with a small window to jump back on both feet. Daniels makes it to his feet but Wisler's boots meet Daniels face as Wisler connects with a standing missle dropkick. Keith Daniels falls onto his back and Wisler rolls under the bottom rope to the outside of the ring. Chris Hush: Wisler seems to have a strategy mapped out. Zack Hurly: That or he's working on pure instinct. Ryan Wisler reaches under the ring and grabs a kendo stick. Keith Daniels rolls out of the ring on the opposite side and comes charging around the ring towards Ryan Wisler. Ryan Wisler smacks the kendo stick across Keith Daniels head, pieces of bamboo fly into the air and Daniels hits the mats rolling around in pain. Wisler looks at the broken kendo stick and tosses it as he begins searching for a new item. Chris Hush: Ryan Wisler may have had a victory right there. What is he doing? Zack Hurly: He's inflicting pain. He's sending a message to all who dare come after his EWF Legacy championship. Keith Daniels makes it to all fours just before he pulls himself to his feet and Ryan Wisler comes with a full head of steam and goes to kick Keith Daniels in the head but Daniel moves quickly and Wisler kicks the guard rail. Keith Daniels charges at Wisler but Wisler ducks down and flips Keith Daniels over the guard rail. Ryan Wisler takes a few steps back as Keith Daniels makes it back to both feet. Ryan Wisler runs, leaps off the guard rail and executes a spinning wheel kick with perfection. Half-way through his aerial spin Keith Daniels catches Wisler. Daniels tosses Wisler into the guard rail. The guard rail flies with the impact Wisler brings. The guard rail smacks and the ring steps and Wisler smacks the guard rail. Chris Hush: My god, Keith Daniels may have broken him in half. Keith Daniels grabs Wisler's foot and drags him away from the guard rail and the steps. Daniel lifts Wisler off the ground and slides him into the ring. Daniels slides in after him and makes a cover, ...1, ...2, Wisler kicks out. Keith Daniels punches Wisler in the face and then rolls out of the ring. Daniels walks over to the time keepers table and grabs a black steel chair. Meanwhile Ryan Wisler hops to his feet still in a bit of pain he runs and leaps of the top rope and dropkicks the chair back into Daniels' face. Daniels falls over the announce table. Wisler meets Daniels as Daniels make sit to his feet. Wisler grabs Daniels by the back of the head and goes to slam him head first against the announce table but Daniels blocks it and slams Wisler's head against the announce table. Wisler smacks the table and stumbles away from Keith Daniels. Daniels follows Wisler, grabs him, and tosses him back into the ring. Daniels slides in the ring after him and both men jump to their feet at the same time. Daniels runs at Wisler, Wisler ducks the clothesline, as Daniels turns around Wisler grabs Daniels head and drops to his bottom executing a jeff hardy like jaw breaker. Daniels falls on to his back and Wisler makes a cover, ...1, ...2, ..Daniels kcisk out. Wisler grabs Daniels head and gets him in a neck wrench. Daniel fights the pain but Wisler cranks on his neck more and more. Chris Hush: I guess Wisler's original strategy didn't work so he's decided to slow the pace down a bit. Zack Hurly: Keith Daniels is a big guy, you've got to pull out all the stops. Wisler cranks on Daniels neck one more time before letting go and taking a step back. Wisler steps forward quickly and kicks Daniels in the center of the back. Daniels arches his spine and rolls onto his side and climbs to his feet. Ryan Wisler charges at Keith Daniels, Daniels catches Wisler and slams him to the mat using a vicious spinebuster. Wisler smacks the mat and the wind is knocked from his lungs and Daniels rolls out of the ring and lays on the outside. Chris Hush: Keith Daniels pulled out a desperation move there, but how much more does he have left. Zack Hurly: There's no telling what any of these men have left. They're putting it all out there tonight. Chris Hush: Daniels is on a mission to prove why he should be with the top talent in EWF. Daniels lifts the ring apron and pulls a table from under the ring and slides into the ring. Daniels the ring and lifts the table legs on the left side. As he lifts the leg of the table Wisler gets Daniels in a school boy, ...1, ...2, Wisler grabs the tights. ...2.8 Daniels kicks out! Both men hop to their feet. Wisler executes a drop toe hold and Daniels smacks his face on the bottom turnbuckle. Wisler makes it to his feet and wlaks over to the table. Wisler lifts the table and leans it in the corner against the turnbuckle pad. Wisler turns around and gets clotheslined out of the ring by Keith Daniels. Both men fly over the top rope, Wisler lands on his side and Daniels lands on his feet. Keith Daniel brings Wisler to his feet and throws him head first into the ring post. Wisler slows himself down jsut as he hits the ring post he throws his hands up. Keith Daniels notices this and runs at Keith Daniels with a full head of steam. Wisler steps aside and Daniels nails the ring post. Daniels stumbles back a few steps, Ryan Wisler gets Daniels in a grapple from behind and slams Daniels to the mats on the outside via the unprettier. Ryan Wisler makes a cover, ...1, ...2, .....2.6 Daniel kicks out. Chris Hush: Ryan Wisler nearly had a victory in his hands. Wisler lifts the ring apron and removes a big red and white stop sign from under the ring. Daniel makes it to his feet slowly and Ryan Wisler smacks Daniels over the head with the stop sign. Keith Daniels stumbles back and falls onto the guard rail. Ryan Wisler throws the dented stop sign on the ground and pulls Daniels from the guard rail. Wisler locks Daniels head between his arm and drills Daniels onto the stop sign with a ddt. Ryan Wisler makes a cover, ...1, ....2, ...2.7..Keith Daniels kicks out! Daniels rolls around still a bit of pain while Wisler removes a ladder from under the ring and sets it on the ring steps like a see-saw. Zack Hurly: The champ is about to prove why he is the greatest EWF Legacy champion of all time. Ryan Wisler climbs to the other side of the guard rail and watches as Keith Daniels climbs to his feet. Wisler leaps over the guard rail and jumps on one end of the ladder causing the other end to pop up and smack Daniels in the face. Daniels falls back and falls over the guard rail. Chris Hush: Ryan Wisler is giving Keith Daniels a run for his money at the moment. Wisler steps over the guard rail and creeps behind a dazed Keith Daniels. Wisler locks up with Daniels and both men fall back as Wisler executes a russian legsweep. Daniels head smacks the concrete and the fans cringe at the site of it. Zack Hurly: Oh my did you hear the smack of Daniels head hitting the concrete? He may need a cat scan after this. Chris Hush: Maybe you need a cat scan Zack. Zack Hurly: What? Chris Hush: Oh nothing. Zack Hurly: That's what I thought. Ryan Wisler covers Daniels and hooks the leg. The referee quickly rushes over to make the count, ...1, ...2, Daniels gets the shoulder up. Wisler makes it to his feet and grabs a fans soft drink. He throws the drink in Daniels face and then kicks Daniels in the ribs. Daniels falls to one knee and grabs hold of Wisler's tights to keep himself from falling over. Wisler guides Daniels back to the guard rail and flips him over the rail. Wisler steps over the rail and looks for other items to use. Wisler sldies into the ring and puts his focus to the turnbuckle across from the table. He begins removing the turnbuckle pad and runs into a little trouble with the knots. Meanwhile on the outside Keith Daniels has made it to his feet and is sliding into the ring with a trash can in hand. Wisler finally removes the turnbuckle and runs into a big shot to the face witha trash can. Wisler falls into the ropes and bounces back in Daniels direction. Daniels places the trash can on top of Wisler's head and Wisler's stumbles around like hes blind for a moment. Keith Daniels gets a running start and delivers a big boot to the trash can causing a dent on the side of the trash can and causing Wisler to fall the mat. Chris Hush: What a match so far. Daniels walks over to Wisler, grabbing him by the hair as he goes to lift him up.... Low Blow by Wisler... Ridin' High ! The Cover... 1................. 2............................................ ................................................................ ...............................................................................3! The bell sounds as Wisler gets to his feet, grabbing his Legacy Championship and raising his arms. -------------------------------------------------- In Ring Segment -------------------------------------------------- Just then the man we seen with the briefcase full of money in Darren Williams office earlier is seen walking down the ramp. He has two men who are very well built beside him, the one at least 6'5, 305 pounds all muscle, the other a bit smaller but still huge as well. Both men walk down the entrance ramp as the man walks up the stairs, the other two men slide in the ring. Chris Hush: What is this? The one man grabs Wisler, Wisler pushes back and runs at him but he is clotheslined to the ground by the other man. Wisler quickly gets up hitting the one big man with a european uppercut but he is zapped with a stun gun by the man who was seen with the briefcase. Wisler falls to the ground as Daniels exits, walking up the entrance ramp. Zach Hurly: What the hell is going on? Chris Hush: Who are these people. The wealthy looking man grabs a microphone, a smirk on his face as he begins to speak. Felipe Juanito Garcia: My name is Felipe Juanito Garcia. You all shall begin to look upon me with lots of respect considering you will see much of me in the coming weeks...Months...And years to come. Darren Williams and I have reached an agreement. He will no longer by General Manager of Mayhem. He is going to the shit show Revolution. Instead your new General Manager is Felipe Juanito Garcia! The crowd is a bit shocked, not knowing nothing of this guy nor what the hell is going on. Chris Hush: Wait what? Felipe Juanito Garcia: There will be big changes. Very big changes...Starting next Thursday...Be prepared. The cameras slowly begin to fade out as Mayhem comes to an end. |
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