| UCW Uprising 2; May 28 2011 | |
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[PRE-SHOW] The scene opens to the backstage area where we see Brian Solie standing right next to the Hardcore Messiah. Just the image of that sends the surrounding crowd into a frenzy. Brian Solie nods as he brings the mic to his lips. Brian Solie: This coming month, UCW will be traveling to Mexico for a tour starting with Night of Champions in Mexico City. Here to promote the event the Hardcore Messiah Eric Herrera. Eric, how does it feel go back home, even if it's for a little while? Eric Herrera: It's a humbling experience, Brian. All my life, I dreamed of performing in Palacio de los Deportes. I was the epitome of a backyarder, messing around with friends dreaming of when this day would come. All those years of sneaking away from my parents, since they hated this sport with a passion. And now… to stand here competing for UCW, my home for the past two years, it's just so surreal. I'm thankful for the opportunity and hope I don't let anyone down. Brian Solie: I'm sure you won't. What are your plans for that tour? Eric Herrera: I have no idea yet. I plan to make the most of it, soak it all in. Because it's not often I get to come home even for a short time. What I do have planned is something that the hardcore fan that's followed me for a while will appreciate. Brian Solie: And that would be? Eric Herrera: I'm bringing back my old Indy personality known as Rain. I used it when traveling the Canadian and Mexican Indy scene paying my dues before getting the call from Jonny B. Brian Solie: Does that name hold any special significance? Eric Herrera: You will all find out in due time. Stay tuned. Brian Solie: Thanks for the time. Eric Herrera: Thanks for having me. Fade to Uprising's theme... Posted Image LIVE FROM THE BOK CENTER in TULSA, OKLAHOMA Gringo Sanchez: Ladies and Gentlemen WELCOME to the second edition of UCW Uprising. I am your host as always Gringo Sanchez and sitting next to me is none other than the "Wolf-man" Winston Wolfe. Winston Wolfe: "Wolf-man" huh? I like that! Gringo Sanchez: We are coming off a sensational and somewhat controversial show the UCW 10th Anniversary: Decade of Destruction event. Now I don't know about you but what I've read on the Wrestling sites across the intranet past UCW Superstars and Legends are upset that they were not on the show, nor even invited in their minds. Winston Wolfe: I normally don't pay much attention to those Rumor Sites but this past week I decided to do so and I must say this "Jealous Much?" Seriously those of you who don't know former owner RDS aka "Rage" Dave Sadler had put forth this show a year in advance to get the UCW Legends to come out of the wood work. Well when he left it left Mr. Hendrickson to carry the load of getting talent to the show. Needless to say everyone dropped out besides Phoenix and Bruno. Now everyone wants to say they were never asked. Gringo Sanchez: Speculation is that when they heard RDS was out then they started to drop like flies, but you can't blame the current UCW staff for that. They put on a great show last month and they should be commended for that not persecuted. Winston Wolfe: Exactly and now we have an influx of spiteful tactics going on but needless to say any publicity is good for business and business is GOOD for the UCW. Gringo Sanchez: It definitely is. As Gringo is about to continue a man in a suit comes walking down the ramp and walks in the direction of the announce table. Winston and Gringo watch this man as he walks up to Gringo and hands him an blue folder. Gringo looks at it and his eyes become large and he stands up throwing the folder at the man as he walks back toward the back. Winston Wolfe: What is that Gringo? Gringo Sanchez: What is that? WHAT IS THAT!? Nothing really just Brian Solie serving me with papers accusing me of malicious abuse and a couple other things. Not the first time he has attempted to take me to court. But lets move on and not dwell on that right now. Winston Wolfe: Okay then. Tonight we have three great matches. Our first match puts former UCW World Heavyweight Champion Dave Brickheart against former UCW World Television Champion Nikki Monroe. Both competitors are coming off loses at the Decade of Destruction event and both have been on losing streaks as of late. Gringo Sanchez: Both of them have what it takes to be great champions but with the caliber of wrestler we have seen coming into the UCW as of late it is hard to get a win if your mind isn't fully into your match. Tonight one of them will begin the rebuilding of their career and the other will have to wait another month to get their shot. Winston Wolfe: In all honesty this match can prove to be a show stealer if both of them are of sound mind tonight. Lets see who has what it takes to take the reigns back. We also have a match between the returning Sickle and the man who lost his first UCW match EVER Phoenix. What do you think about this match Gringo? Gringo Sanchez: Rumors are swirling that Phoenix will not even show here tonight. Many believe is on the front line in the dispute over the Decade of Destruction show. All I have to say is suck it up and put it all out on the line again here tonight. Winston Wolfe: I agree but what do you think we should expect from the man known as Sickle here tonight? I think he is going to make Phoenix suffer in ways that man has never suffered before. Sickle is a monster and he should be caged and not released! Gringo Sanchez: Ms. Hendrickson and Eric Herrera seen some promise in this man when they brought him back. All I have to say is watch out, not for Sickle but Mr. Hendrickson when he arrives here tonight. He is not going to be a happy man. Winston Wolfe: Lastly we have the Main Event and it puts the current and reigning UCW World Heavyweight Champion Shane Warner against the Master of Hardcore himself Radikal. Need I not say Radikal is looking to be in the best shape of his life and he looks even more pissed off than ever before as well. Gringo Sanchez: Sometimes I worry about you Winston, but yes he does look rather impressive but will the ring rust prove to be a little too much to overcome as he is facing Shane Warner; who is coming off a massive upset victory against Phoenix. I think Radikal will need to shake the cobwebs loose and see what he can do against the best and I think this is also a way for the UCW Management team to see what they can do with the UCW Legend. Winston Wolfe: Exactly. And with that said Gringo I think they want to get the first match started. Posted Image | SINGLES MATCH | DAVE BRICKHEART vs. NIKKI MONROE w/ CASH ALLAN Isaac Black: Well, Gringo, our first match of the night will pit former UCW World Heavyweight Champion, Dave Brickheart, up against former UCW Television Champion, Nikki Monroe. Gringo Sanchez: I hate co-ed wrestling. Isaac Black: And I hate you. Nevertheless, both competitors are coming off of a series of humiliating losses, with Brickheart recently losing what was one of the most entertaining matches in recent memory, at Decade of Destruction, when he went toe-to-toe with "The Sensational," Eric Herrera. Gringo Sanchez: Yeah, and we also saw that trifling Nikki Monroe use her impeccable scandalous powers to cost Trent James his career, as well as a chance at winning the UCW Television Title against Marvin Shadows! Isaac Black: She did nothing but wish him good luck - and it amazes me you're still employed here. Gringo Sanchez: God bless affirmative action! Jim Arnett: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first, fighting out of Hell, Michigan, and weighing in at 219 pounds... DAVE BRICKHEART!!! "Straight Out of Line," by Godsmack hits, as Dave Brickheart walks out to the stage. He jumps down the entrance ramp, slapping hands along the way. Once he reaches the end of it, he walks along the apron and looks down. After a short while, he slingshots himself into the ring, hits the mat, and paces around, eagerly anticipating his opponent's arrival. Jim Arnett: And introducing his opponent... residing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing in at 130 pounds, and being accompanied to the ring by Cash Allan... "THE LIONESS," NIKKI MONROE!!! "Cold Hard Bitch," by Jet hits the PA system and Nikki comes out onto the entrance stage. She looks to both sides of the stands as a smile comes across her face. She walks down to the ring slapping hands with the fans in attendence. She then gets up onto the apron and plays off the crowd and poses before entering the ring. She stands then climbs the nearest turnbuckle as her entrance music fades into the background. Isaac Black: Here we go! [DING DING DING] Both opponents charge at each other from opposite sides of the ring, and lock one another by the shoulders. Brickheart instantly gains the strength advantage, and trips Nikki by her right ankle. Nikki pops back up from the mat, but is met with a vicious Clothesline from Brickheart. Brickheart quickly grabs Nikki by the hair, escorting her over to the nearest turnbuckle, where he begins smashing her face into the top of the pole. Brickheart attempts to continue the melee, but is met with a counter elbow to the gut, which sends him reeling back in pain. Nikki springboards onto the turnbuckle, taking advantage of Brickheart's lapse of attention. Just before lunging off the top rope, she pivots herself a full one-hundred and eighty degrees, before leaping off the ropes, and connecting with a Clothesline. Isaac Black: Nikki Monroe just landed a Flying Discus Clothesline, ladies and gentlemen! In my lengthy career of play-by-play announcing, I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like that! Gringo Sanchez: What's that all about?... Too afraid to tell the fans how old you are? Nikki jumps back up to her feet, and grabs Brickheart by his tights, just before tossing him out of the ring through the middle rope. Cash Allan is ringside, and begins applauding her actions. Nikki waits for Dave to regain his composure, and just as he gains half of his footing, Nikki runs to the other side of the squared circle. She bounces off the ropes, and then jumps off the ropes in front of her, but lands back onto the banister of the ring. She gestures to the crowd for a second, and then leaps both feet onto the middle rope. The Lioness then attempts to land a Springboard Moonsault on the ailing Brickheart, but he reaches his feet just in time, and catches her in mid-air! The crowd cheers in excitement for the reversal, as Brickheart motions to the fans, giving them a thumbs down, just before falling to his left knee, and landing a sickening Backbreaker. Monroe grabs the bottom of her back in agony, stretching herself out for the crowd to see her reeling in pain. Brickheart then clutches her by the head of the hair, and tosses Nikki into the nearby guardrail, shoulders first. Monroe collapses to the floor, legs stretched out, as Dave Brickheart paces around the outside of the ring. The referee begins the count shortly thereafter... 1.... 2.... 3.... 4.... Brickheart stops pacing around the ring, and instead begins kicking viciously at Nikki's sternum. He pulls her back up by her hair, landing a series of chops along her chest. She turns her back to Brickheart, due to the momentum of the last chop, just before he grabs her by the hair again. Dave pulls Nikki back around, and attempts to land a punch squarely to the forehead of The Lioness, but Nikki reverses, and lands a couple punches of her own! Meanwhile, the referee continues exclaiming the count... 5.... 6.... 7.... 8.... Nikki grabs Brickheart by the scalp, after landing a series of reverse punches, and begins slamming his head into the banister of the ring. She then returns to chopping his chest, and then whips him into the nearest steel staircase. Brickheart seems winded from the collision, and Nikki attempts to use the lapse in time to set up for her next manuever. She pivots herself at the opposing stairs, just before charging at the other side to Brickheart. Nikki goes to land a Dropkick, but Brickheart moves out of the way just in time, as Nikki's feet connect with the edge of the stairs! Brickheart rolls over to the side, and grabs her by the head, and tossing her back into the ring, just before the end of the count. Brickheart climbs the top of the ropes, anxiously awaiting for Monroe to regain her footing. Once she does, Brickheart leaps off the ropes, and lands a vicious Spinning DDT, which connects exactly in the center of the ring. Brickheart quickly hooks her right leg, and goes for the pin... 1.... 2.... Monroe kicks out just at the end of the pin, and Brickheart begins arguing with the referee afterwards. Nikki looks around, moving her head to both sides, and suddenly kicks herself back up to her feet in just a split second. She gestures up to Dave, swings him back around, and nails the Clothesline! Isaac Black: Damn! What a spectacular, agile manuever by The Lioness! Gringo Sinchez: *mutters* Oh, it's a big deal to the network if Gringo swears, but NOOOT Isaac... Cash Allan applauds Nikki, taking turns looking to her and the crowd as well. Nikki pulls Brickheart up by the scalp, and charges over to the nearest turnbuckle. She slams Dave's forehead into the top of the turnbuckle a few times, before propping him up against the corner. Nikki climbs up to the middle rope, and begins striking Dave in the forehead, as he proceeds to slump down to the edge of the mat. Nikki slowly gathers her footing onto the top rope, and just as he she goes to land what seems to be a Moonsault, Brickheart grabs Nikk by the clutches of her tights, and slams her viciously for the Powerbomb Pin! Cash Allan quickly runs up to the banister of the ring, attempting to enter, but is met face-to-face with the referee of the match, who scolds him to leave the ring. Meanwhile, Brickheart still has Nikki in the pin position, but not for long, as Monroe rolls out of the pin just as the referee turns around, and lands a reversal Dropkick! Nikki quickly hooks the leg... 1.... 2....- The referee's hand is just a split second away from making the three count, when Dave Brickheart makes the most of his opportunity, and kicks out. Nikki looks stunned, and Cash Allan begins arguing with the referee again, jumping back onto the banister. Nikki turns her attention back to Dave, as she whips the former World Heavyweight Champion into the nearest corner. Nikki then charges at Dave, attempting a cornered Clothesline, but Brickheart ducks his head. Cash Allan now runs a long the length of the edge of the ring, attempting to hit Brickheart with a Clothesline himself, but Brickheart ducks the attempt, and instead, Cash nails Nikki Monroe!!! Allan looks on in disbelief, and just as he re returns his sights to Dave Brickheart, he is met by a soaring Dropkick that sends him crashing to the floor. Dave makes a cut-throat gesture to the crowd, and picks Nikki Monroe up by her hair. He bends Nikki's head into a Powerbomb position, just before landing the Emergency Exit, just before sending poor Nikki's head crashing into the mat. Dave Brickheart soon makes the cover... 1.... 2.... 3!!!! Jim Arnett: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall.... DAVE, BRICKHEART!!! Isaac Black: Dear god! There's so much that just went down in that small amount of time! I think 'The Lioness,' Nikki Monroe would have had much more to contend to that match, if not for Cash Allan's unescecarry interference! Gringo Sanchez: You know what I'm thinking? I think your just jealous, 'cause you've been lickin' your chops over Miss Nikki Monroe since she got here... Isaac Black: Beautiful woman or not, that's an unfortunate situation for Nikki. Dave Brickheart might have just gotten a steal here tonight. The referee extends Dave Brickheart's hand in the air, but he quickly snaps it out of his grasp, and shuffles out of the ring, under the bottom rope. Brickheart charges off in a hurry, making his way back up the ramp. Meanwhile, the camera zooms back to the outside of the ring, where Nikki Monroe has rolled out, and is qualming with Cash Allan. Winston Wolfe: What a good match we just witnessed Gringo. This is how you start out a show! Gringo Sanchez: Definitely was a good match ... Before Gringo can finish 'Halo' by SoiL hits the pa system. The crowd begins to boo loudly as Mr. Hendrickson comes strutting out from behind the curtain with Errick Mason on his right. Mr. Hendrickson looks back at Errick with a smile on his face and both men walk down toward the ring. Posted Image Mr. Hendrickson uses the steps to make his way onto the apron. He then enters the ring and moves toward the middle. Errick Mason then jumps up onto the apron ala Lesnar and enters the ring. Mr. Hendrickson then makes a motion to cut his music. Mr. Hendrickson: Cut my music. I SAID CUT MY MUSIC! The music is cut but this sends the fans in attendance on a 'YOU SUCK' chant. Mr. Hendrickson takes it all in and smiles. Mr. Hendrickson: Ah yes the 'You Suck' chant, man I love that chant. I love it as much as your mom's emulate it you pathetic inbred southern pieces of crap! The chants of 'YOU SUCK' get louder and louder as Mr. Hendrickson just shakes it off. Mr. Hendrickson: Listen here you assholes I am not out here to play around with you backwood idiots. I am out here to make a statement. I am out here to show my lovely daughter Emily that she has no more control over the company now than she did when I first hired her. You know I have been looking and looking AND LOOKING for the right person to bring in and make the company around. Looking for a man who has integrity, business savvy, intelligence and beyond everything else an eagerness to become the best this business has EVER seen. And this is the man who I am talking about, "Counterfeit God" by Black label Society hits the pa system as the fans all gasp in unison, somewhat unison. There is a brief moment before Steve Warner comes out from behind the curtain with a new look and a suit on. Standing beside him is his manager Steve Partain. The two men begin to walk toward the ring. Posted Image Gringo Sanchez: What an acquisition for Mr. Hendrickson. Finally a superstar willing to step up and side with him. Needless to say Shane Warner is the current and reigning UCW World Heavyweight Champion as well! Winston Wolfe: Wow I did NOT see this coming.. Shane Warner and Steve enter the ring and both shake hands with Mr. Hendrickson. The crowd is on fire at this point booing and even throwing things into the ring. Mr. Hendrickson: Oh come on like you didn't see this coming. Don't play dumb with me ... Oh wait your Oklahomans you are dumb! You see how else would I get the championship off of the likes of that putrid piece of pond scum like Dave Brickheart without making a little deal with someone I knew could do it? Seriously you take me for an idiot or something? Oh wait.... Nevermind. You see when Shane Warner came into the UCW I was unsure about the talent that I had. Then he decided to speak out about Dave Brickheart in ways no others would. He wasn't afraid of what anyone else would say or think. Then he took the championship from Dave just like he told me he would. Not on a second try but the first try. He beat that garbage to the curb and left him to rot. Hell look where he is now stuck in mid-card hell all thanks to this man standing right beside me. Mr. Hendrickson hands Shane Warner the microphone and they shake hands. Then Shane moves toward the ropes with a cocky smile on his face. Shane Warner: Well I guess the cat is out of the bag isn't it? I guess you're all saying this in your heads 'Why Shane Why?'.. Well I am going to tell you why, opportunity. That's right opportunity simple as that, no additives no exclusions. I seen an opportunity to advance my career and sky rocket it right to the top. I seen a chance for me to step over others within this company and make an impression to the boss himself. You see I've watched and studied everyone here in the UCW long before I became a member of this company. I learned a single pattern emerging and that was hating the man who signed the paychecks. "He's an Asshole" *clap*clap*clap*clap* "He's an Asshole" *clap*clap*clap*clap* Shane Warner: That may be but he is a brilliant asshole. Looks back at Mr. Hendrickson and smiles as Mr. Hendrickson nods his head. He's brilliant because he realizes the talent of those who are willing to realize his brilliance. He's not here to hold back superstars he's here to make them bigger stars than they could ever be but they don't see it that way. They don't see that his pushing of them is a show of tough love. They just see him being what you say he is .. an Asshole. It's true he does come off that way but you know what we are not going to go anywhere with a boss who hugs us and kisses our ass. No! We are going to go somewhere with a man like this on the helm guiding us through the rough seas and onto greater things. But then again if you rub him the wrong way he takes it upon himself to throw you over board and let the sharks, like Errick Mason here, eat you alive. When Mr. Hendrickson came to me in the locker room before my match with Dave Brickheart I thought my career was over. He had the monster standing next to him and he looked pissed of, well he always looks pissed off; nonetheless he told me he knew I would win the championship that night. That he seen great things for me within this company and if I did him the favor of taking Dave Brickheart out he would reward me. And when I took that championship from the hands of the referee I knew that Mr. Hendrickson was watching. I knew that he would find me backstage and he did. He offered me a spot at the top, the pinnacle of the UCW, a place where no one else has ever been. He offered me the world and all he wanted was my assistance to take out a few of the thorns in his side. The first was Dave Brickheart and now we move onto Radikal. "RADIKAL" ... "RADIKAL" ... "RADIKAL" Gringo Sanchez: Looks like the crowd wants to see the Shane Warner and Radikal match right now Winston! Winston Wolfe: Lets see if Radikal answers... Shane Warner: You can say his name all you want. He's not going to come out here. He's not going to come "SAVE THE DAY".. Shane Warner's microphone is cut off as "Run this Town" hits the pa system. The crowd begins to cheer as Ms. Hendrickson and Dave Brickheart come walking out onto the stage. Shane Warner backs away from the ropes and stares at Dave Brickheart. Mr. Hendrickson is amp'd up by being interupted.. Ms. Hendrickson: Before you go all ballistic out there .. Dad .. I am here to tell you a little something. You are not in nor ever will be in control of my show. You see Dad you think you got me tied up in an iron clad contract but in reality you screwed yourself .. ONCE AGAIN. I found many loop holes and I decided on one and one alone. That is making match. That's right a simple match, even though you can override everything else you can't this. Now I see you've partnered yourself with the current UCW World Heavyweight Champion and well, I did the same. You see Shane and Dad what you two are going to have to deal with now is the fact that your little partnership is going to be short lived. Now I say this to you Shane you are just another talented superstar my dad is screwing over. But hey I'll let you learn about that the hard way. Mr. Hendrickson: Listen here you ungrateful brat. You have no idea what is going on here and you damn sure are not going to make any match. Ms. Hendrickson: Oh but I am! And its going to be your new little puppet and his UCW World Heavyweight Championship against this man standing right beside me, Dave Brickheart, at Night of Champions. Shane nearly drops to his knees as he looks back at Mr. Hendrickson telling him this is not going to happen. Mr. Hendrickson shakes head head and pats Shane on the back telling him "It's Okay". Mr. Hendrickson then turns back toward his daughter. Mr. Hendrickson: Laughs to himself. You actually think Dave Brickheart can beat Shane Warner? Honestly?! Do you not remember what happened between them the last time they met? He lost, and he lost his championship! Ms. Hendrickson: Oh but we know that already and that is all water under the bridge but at Nigh of Champions it will be a different story. You see I know how you like to protect your puppets with a giant tool so I decided to add a very special stipulation to this match. Mr. Hendrickson: So... whats this stipulation? Ms. Hendrickson: The match is not just for the UCW World Heavyweight Championship, a match that my friend here deserves, but it is also a LUMBERJACK match... The crowd goes wild at the news... Mr. Hendrickson: You think a Lumberjack match is going to help Dave there, Captain Lacks Charisma? Seriously?! Ms. Hendrickson: I believe it will as every person that will line the ring will be someone you decided to make an example of. Every .. Last .. One. How do you like those odds, Mr. Warner? Shane Warner: What I think about that? I think it's a bunch of crap. You come out here before my match with Radikal and tell me I have to be prepared for a match with Dave Brickheart .... Shane turns away from Ms. Hendrickson and then turns back around with a cocky grin on his face. That's fine by me. You see that way everyone of those men who think I am just a puppet to the boss will see first hand I am better than each and every one of them. That I am the true leader of the locker room and that I am not just the UCW World Heavyweight Champion, but that I am the best .. EVER! So Dave Brickheart bring your 'A' game at Night of Champions, because you'll need .... Just before Shane can finish Radikal comes jumping out of the crowd and into the ring. Mr. Hendrickson steps back and Errick goes for a big boot but Radikal dodges it and clotheslines Shane for the hassle. Radikal is then turned around by Errick but Radikal is the one that goes on the offensive knocking Errick back to the ropes and then clotheslines him out. Shane Warner gets up and Radikal goes for the 'Radikal Driver' but Mr. Hendrickson comes in and delivers a low blow. Radikal releases Shane as he drops to his knees. Shane Warner brushes his hair out of his face as he takes the mic from the mat. Shane Warner: Nice try Radikal maybe next time. Shane takes the microphone and nails Radikal with it. Radikal is busted open and as Shane is about to take another swing with the microphone Dave Brickheart comes running down the ramp. Thats when Shane and Mr. Hendrickson exit the ring and join Errick Mason. The three of them then high tail it through the crowd as Dave check son Radikal. [COMMERCIAL BREAK] |
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| RDS | Mar 11 2014, 03:23 PM Post #2 |
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Before anything else happens the scene cuts to a dimly lit room. A crucifix, sits over a table. Upon the table are lit candles. Kneeling before the table is a man with long white hair. Beside him is a metal mask. In his hands is a red and black rosary. Making first the sign of the cross, ( north, south, east, west ) he proceeds. "Heavenly Father, help me not to judge those who lay outside of your grace and to remember that I was once like them. Be with me as I go forth in your name to entertain the masses and to strike down those who have an antichrist spirit or that bow before mammon that not only reject you but boldly stand in opposition to you. Help me to be the moon that shines the light in the dark wilderness of the woods. Let it all be in your will and not my own. It is in the name of your holy and sovereign son, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ that I pray ...AMEN" Lifting his head, only slightly, he turns to his left and grabs the mask from the ground. Clasping the mask around his head first he stands to face the camera. "Tonight I go forth to face the great U.C.W. name Phoenix inside of the ring. And I shall bring him relief as he will undoubtedly atone for his wickedness tonight!" He pauses momentarily. "Living a life purely for himself, dedicated to greed he has served only mammon. But, after our match he will realize how short life is and that such lifestyle is foolish. But the pathway through the holy sacraments was never meant to be an easy one. In order to honor the dead such as in the mass of the dead one must first realize that death is indeed imminent and that we are all mortal within this world. If one refuses to face penance for their wrong then they are dead already as they have secured their fate and will eventually fall prey to the wrath of God as the great seals of the end days are open. Upon facing the fourth seal of death himself they will know they are indeed mortal." Sickle lowers his head and then finishes in a low almost joyful tone of his voice. "Such is the path for Phoenix tonight." Sickle turns back around to face the crucifix upon the wall just beyond the candle lit table. Silence overtakes the room for several moments before finally breaking it. "Such too may be the fate for Shane Warner. You see Shane the man that you have chosen to align with once boldly spoke against the creator God and his sovereign son Jesus and wanted his own name to be revered as God-like. I can think of nothing more exemplifying of an antichrist than that. Hendrickson has shown himself as a blatant enemy of God, Jesus Christ, and Christianity. Thus, I have no choice but to remove him from U.C.W by any means necessary, and that includes those aligned with his wickedness." He laughs momentarily before resuming. "And if you don't think you should worry Shane then perhaps you should look up what happened during the Crusades, the Inquisition, and then take a look at what I did to Uriel Black, Eric Herrera, and even the hall of famer Frostbite. You aligned yourself with the antichrist of the U.C.W and thus must face the VICAR of Saint Michael the archangel in U.C.W." The flames of the candles begin to flicker extremely violently. Sickle begins to rise slightly above the ground without warning. "ARMAGEDDON IS COMING!" The room shakes as the table falls over. The lit candles burn the carpet, and the wood of the table turning the room into a ball of fire with Sickle in the forefront, still levitating. The camera turns to static.. [RINGSIDE] Gringo Sanchez: What the hell is going on here Winston? Winston Wolfe I have no idea but I don't think we are going to be able to stop the man known as Sickle anymore.. He is a man on a mission! Gringo Sanchez: Crap where's my rosary!? "Breaking the Habit" begins to blast through the speakers as the fans in the arena start to rise to their seats. The lights start going out as police siren style lights swirl around the arena. Once the lyrics start and the beat picks up Hector starts walking out to the entrance ramp wearing his classic black and white bandana. He stands at the center of the entrance ramp and raises a fist to the air as fireworks go off at each side. He looks considerably banged up with several bandages, the scars of war clearly showing. Jim Arnett: Please welcome the former UCW Southern Justice Champion, Hector Venegas! Winston Wolfe: What is he doing out here? He's not scheduled to compete tonight. Gringo Sanchez: Especially after that hellacious match with Jordan Post. Maybe that fucker has finally realized he's in over his head. Winston Wolfe: Wouldn't doubt it for one second. He then walks down the ramp normally by the center, not making contact with the rest of the people. Once he reaches the end of the entrance ramp, he turns to each side and smirks at the reaction he seems to be getting. He climbs the ring steps and onto the upper right turnbuckle raising a fist at the surrounding crowd. He then heads towards the ropes to grab a microphone from the ring announcer. Before he could speak, the crowd's cheering drowns him out. He looks a bit emotional before managing to raise the mic to his lips. Hector Venegas: Thank you. You can't imagine how gratifying it felt to represent that championship for so long. It really became a big part of me. But tonight, I look forward to moving on. On that night, I was robbed of making history. Not only that, but it came from a man that I deeply respected and a man I once considered my equal. So if that man, Scott Stonewall, can make his way out here and confront his fears... let's face it, that's the only reason he chose to do it. Let's get it over with! Born to Raise Hell by Motorhead blares over the pa system. Clips of Scott appear on the screen in front of a confederate battle flag followed by images of Scott dropping men through tables, tossing them across the ring, cracking open heads, throwing men from the top of cages and other various images of Scott beating the hell out of various opponents over the years. As the video is playing Scott comes out on a chopper and rides down to the ring before dropping the kick stand and stepping up to the ring and then over the ropes. Boos and cheers erupt from the crowd as he turns to the different portions of the crowd. Turning around he motions with his index finger for a moment while keeping his eye on Hector, the song still playing over the pa system, takes off his vest and places it over in the corner of the ring. Heading towards the announcers table side of the ring he motions and someone tosses a microphone towards him. Scott turns to face Hector with the microphone. "Kill the music." The song is cut short, the audience begins as quiet as death. "You want to know why I came out to your match Hector?" "Does the sun rise every single day? Of course, Sherlock... Why'd you rob the fans of history?" A devious grin crosses the face of Scott before his face starts turning red. "Look here you little son of a BITCH!" He walks towards Hector. "You are either a low life or a dumbass! You either know that I was fucked on our Prison Yard match by that fucking guard or you are fucking retarded! PLAY THE DAMN FOOTAGE!" The camera turns towards the tron and zooms in as footage from the Prison Yard match begins to play. Getting up Hector grabs the shank again and throws it at Scott. He tries to dodge out of the way but is too late as the sharp handmade knife lands in his right pectoral muscle. Not wanting to waste time while Scott is in obvious pain Hector dashes over and kicks Scott in the shins over and over until he drops to his knees while still holding the shank. Raging with anger Scott rips the shank from his chest and returns the favor by stabbing Hector in his upper right leg with the shank. Hector cries out in pain and rage as he glares at Scott who bolts to his feet, fueled by adrenaline, grabs Hector by the throat and throws him across the yard. Scott lets out a deafening roar as he rips his shirt off revealing the blood covered hole in his chest. Walking over behind one of the bleachers Scott tosses the bleachers over and breaks it apart until he holds a metal pipe in one hand with a nefarious grin on his face. Hector has managed to get to his feet as well and has pulled out a can of hairspray and a lighter. Ripping off the top of the hairspray first, he then tears off his own shirt revealing the blood dripping wound, dips the shirt into the hairspray and lights the hairspray. Hector turns around just as Scott swings the metal pipe, he makes direct contact with the hairspray can. It flies back about twenty feet and Hector falls to his back. Scott swings the pipe once again and Hector narrowly gets out of the way as the pipe hits the ground hard. Hector then kicks at Scott hitting him square in the knee. Scott drops the pipe and drops to one knee. Hector flips his body over and goes for the hairspray can but Scott grabs his foot and drags him over to him. Hector kicks at Scott again but no prevail Scott then grabs Hector by the throat and begins to choke him. You can hear gunshots in the background and Scott looks up and sees a security guard with a smile on his face and chew flying from his mouth. Scott gets to his feet and then grabs Hector again but not noticing Hector has the flaming can of hairspray. Thats when Hector smashes the can onto Scott's face causing a mini explosion. Scott drops Hector as he paws at his flaming face. Hector gets back up to his feet and takes the steel pipe and hits Scott square in the ribs with it. Scott falls forward and Hector hits him once more for good measure with the pipe. Hector throws the pipe down as he grimaces in pain. As the video is cut Scott turns from watching the video and looks back at Hector. He looks him up and down a moment before bringing the microphone back to his mouth. "I had you down and about to fucking quit that match when that fucking guard shot off his gun. So, I got even with your lil ass and if you don't like it....." Scott pauses a moment. "Guess what?" he turns the microphone to the audience. "I DONT GIVE A FUCK!" many say in response. He then brings the microphone back to his face. "You owe your championship run to a fucking screw. Afraid?" he scoffs before walking towards Hector for the second time. He gets his chest up to Hectors face and looks down at him. "I ain't afraid of you or any in this fucking company little man. In that yard I was making you my bitch till you got help from a guard but I guess that is how you survived when you got locked up huh?" Scott waits a moment as a grin crosses his face, he turns around before turning back towards Hector. "Escaping a beat down by the convicts with the shooting of the guards gun to save your ASS!" Scott lowers the microphone and throws open his arms spread eagle inviting before closing them again and bringing the microphone to his face. "What you got to say now.... BOY?" "I say don't make checks your ass can't cash... because, boy, unless you know how to kill to get what you want, you don't know a fucking lick about me!" "Oh I know how to but maybe I am out of practice...." Scott acts like he is turning around before turning back and belting Hector in the face knocking him to the ground. Scott then puts the boots to Hector before picking him up. Hector gets free and pushes Scott away and then attempts a super kick but Scott catches his foot and then buries him with a clothesline. Scott goes to get Hector again when referees and security come running down the ramp. Scott waits for them and as they enter the ring Scott begins to take them out one by one. As the ring is cleared Scott takes Hector up and then throws him into the corner. Scott then goes over and begins to beat Hector down. Thats when the lights tuns to blue and Galacticus comes running down the ramp. He slides into the ring and pulls Scott off of Hector but he is overwhelmed by the sheer size of Scott Stonewall. Scott takes Galacticus to the mat and then turns his attention back to Hector but thats when Rain comes out of the crowd and goes to the top rope. Scott turns around and sees him but its too late as Rain jumps off the ropes and hits him with a flying crossbody. Scott hits the ground with Rain but Rain gets right back to his feet and is joined by Galacticus and Hector Venegas until referees pull them away. Scott gets pissed as he gets to his feet as he tries to get at the three Mexican stars but referees hold him back. The crowds begin to chant for the trio as they are pushed out of the ring. Scott goes on a tirade as more security enter the ring. The scene then fades into a commercial as Scott Stonewall stares down the trio. Posted Image [COMMERCIAL BREAK] Gringo Sanchez: We are seeing a lot of things go down tonight but one thing is for certain those Mexican superstars better watch out for the monster known as Scott Stonewall because he is pissed off and destroying the backstage area Winston. Winston Wolfe: Definitely not a good idea pissing him off. Wait I am getting word Mr. Hendrickson is about to make an announcement. [MR. HENDRICKSON'S OFFICE via TRON] Mr. Hendrickson: Since Sickle has decided to go all self-righteous here tonight and the simple fact he decided to attack me a month ago I decided that the upcoming match between him and Phoenix is an ANYTHING GOES Brawl till you Fall match! That's right Sickle your End of Days is tonight. Enjoy you pathetic cross clutching asshole! Mr. Hendrickson laughs as the tron shuts off. Winston Wolfe: Harsh words by the UCW owner there Gringo. Gringo Sanchez: Never cross the boss Winston. Sickle will learn that tonight. Posted Image | SINGLES MATCH | SICKLE vs. PHOENIX Jim Arnett: The Following match is scheduled for one fall and is NOW an Anything Goes Match. All the lights cut out, Sanctuary by Midnight Syndicate plays over the pa system, the tron switches to a video. As the video reaches the part with the revealment of light from within the church a line of candle lights on either side of the ramp is lit by a little girl in a monk like robe who comes out from the entrance, as she reaches the end of the ramp the man known as Sickle coems out with his head lowered despite having his mask on his head. Walking slowly he reaches the ring where the little girl is waiting, she goes ahead of him and sets up a small crucifix in the far left turnbuckle as Sickle heads over to it and kneels with a rosary in his hand. He prays momentarily with the little girl watching on as the song comes to a close, as the song ends Sickle sits against the turnbuckle as his young friend removes her hooded robe to reveal her young blonde haired blue eyed self, standing over Sickle she pulls out a dagger and licks the blade as they wait for the opposition. On the video: a clip of rain outside a church, twelve seconds into the song the video heads through the doors of the church as the doors close candles comes on inside the church, they sit on a table at the end of the church. The video walks slowly down the aisle of the chuch which is dimly lit, a man can be seen kneeling three yards away from a crucifix. A metal mask lay on the floor beside him, he is wearing a black buttoned shirt with a high coller and black cloth pants. Rising up he begins to head down the aisle in the video until he reaches the end, and lifts his head to show the mask covered face of Sickle. Jim Arnett: Introducing first from Prairieville, Louisiana weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds .. 'The Vile One' ... SICKLE!!! The arena lights drop to a dark orange. A fast montage of Adam Haven hitting Phoenix seven times in a row in one match with a steel chair plays. *GONG!* Fog rolls out and a circle of fire lights on the stage. A flash shot of Phoenix holding the uCw United Kingdom Title over Rage Dave Sadlers body. *GONG!* A deep voice booms out "Time to Rise!" as the tron lights up with fiery lettering spelling out "Rise Like the Phoenix", and a flash shot of Phoenix' clutching the uCw Heavyweight Title. *GONG!* The stage and turnbuckles explode with flame pyro as 'Chain' by The Fire Theft blares out, and fast motion clips play of Phoenix delivering the Phoenix Driver to a bevy of opponents, including D-Matic, Matt Griffen, Soutter, Adam Haven, Johnny Styles, David Sadler, Syberus, Clench, Dustin Hughes, Dan Stein, Tobias Burden, Dave Rave, Mars, David Sadler, Soulfly, Dusty Dynamite, and Jace Mingla. Phoenix rises through the circle of flames, down on one knee, head on his fist, wearing a long black satin trench coat and his Rosary. He stands up as the crowd mixes roars and jeers seeing the old uCw Heavyweight Title belt around his waist. Phoenix begins making his way down towards the ring as the haze dissipates, arms outstreched, playing up the crowd with an evil smirk. He slides into the ring, hops up and hits the turnbuckle to the second rope, pounding his chest and thrusting his arms back out to the sides, then he points straight up with a single middle finger salute as the corner behind him explodes in fire. Phoenix hits all four corners, then pulls off the coat, dropping it in the last corner, and hangs the Rosary over the ringpost. Jim Arnett: And his opponent from Red Bank, New Jersey weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds he is the man known around the world as ... PHOENIX!!! Gringo Sanchez: These two men have had a war of words this past week and both men want to beat the other into oblivion. Hell after the defeat at the hands of Shane Warner I am sure Phoenix has a lot of pent up frustration inside him. Winston Wolfe: Not to mention Sickle who has been on the sidelines awaiting to spill some UCW blood. Gringo Sanchez: I am sure Ms. Hendrickson is watching close to see how her investment will do against Phoenix here tonight. She has been on a roll thus far. [DING DING DING] Sickle and Phoenix stare each other down as they circle each other slowly, methodically. Sickle looks to shoot in first but retracts at the last moment. Phoenix cracks a sinister smile as he lunges forward tying up with Sickle. The two men try to take control from the other but its Phoenix who takes the upper hand throwing Sickle down to the mat. Sickle gets to his feet quick and gets right up in the face of Phoenix. The two men jaw at each other before Phoenix pushes Sickle hard. Sickle is thrown back a few steps but goes right back at Phoenix shoving him. Then Phoenix returns with an attempted clothesline but misses as Sickle ducks out of the way. Sickle then hits Phoenix in the back of the head for his trouble. This seemingly sets Phoenix off as he turns around and explodes on Sickle knocking him off his center and towards the ropes. Phoenix hits him with rights and lefts and then a boot to the ribs before sending him to the far ropes. Sickle comes off and dodges a clothesline from Phoenix and bounces off the near ropes and returns right into a big boot to the face Sickle falls to the mat and Phoenix goes on the attack once again. Phoenix mounts Sickle and begins to hit away at him but the referee is right there and pulls him off of Sickle. Phoenix yells at the referee and the referee warns him. Phoenix then turns his attention back to Sickle. Phoenix picks Sickle up and then hoists him in the air with a powerslam slamming him back to the mat. Phoenix then jumps up into the air and delivers a knee drop right to the face of Sickle before going in for a pinfall attempt. The referee gets into position... 1.... 2... Sickle kicks out with force. Phoenix stares at the referee thinking he got more but doesn't waste too much time as he peels Sickle off the mat and brings him to a vertical base. Sickle quickly moves out of any impending strike from Phoenix as he steps back and hits him with a kick to the ribs and then a DDT. Sickle then moves to his feet and kicks Phoenix in the ribs for good measure before taking him back up to his feet and throwing him hard into the ropes. Phoenix falls through the ropes and hits the outside mat hard. Sickle smiles sadistically as he slides out of the ring on the opposite corner. Sickle then reaches underneath the ropes looking for something to use. Gringo Sanchez: Here he goes on another sadistic venture... This guy has some serious mental issues. Winston Wolfe: Yeah I know someone else just like that... *cough* Sickle finds himself a kendo stick. He looks at it maniacally as he slowly walks into the direction of Phoenix who is awaiting him with a fire extinguisher in hand ready to use. As Sickle turns the corner he is blasted with the white substance from the extinguisher and he drops his weapon. As Sickle paws at his eyes Phoenix runs at him and nails him with the fire extinguisher on the head hard. Sickle drops like a sack of lead weights. Phoenix then takes the fire extinguisher and strikes Sickle in the middle section with it over and over again before tossing it aside. Gringo Sanchez: Phoenix is tearing Sickle apart right now Winston. Sickle looks like he doesn't know what hit him! Winston Wolfe: Maybe he's asking God something... Phoenix picks Sickle up and goes to throw him towards the barricade but Sickle reverses goes for a clothesline misses and Phoenix hits him with a sharp DDT right back down to the mat. Phoenix gets right back up to his feet and takes Sickle up with him as well and throws him back into the ring. Phoenix gets up onto the apron and enters the ring. Phoenix picks Sickle up again and launches him into the corner hard. Sickle hangs in the corner and Phoenix then runs at him going for a corner splash but misses as Sickle moves out of the way. Phoenix hits hard on the top turnbuckle and moves backwards away from the ropes. Sickle then blasts him with a last hellacious clothesline knocking him to the mat. Gringo Sanchez: Sickle is showing his devious side here tonight Winston. I am not sure if God is allowing him to do this or not. Winston Wolfe: Maybe his God believes in punishment to those unwilling to obey his word... He then walks over to Cocytus who is waiting off in a far corner near the announcers table. She pulls out a bag and rubs an ash cross upon the forehead of his mask. Turning back around he is met by Phoenix who hits a hard right to Sickle making him reel but Sickle dots under his right eye and then under his left eye causing both of his eyes to bleed. With his hands Phoenix wipes the flowing blood from his face. Seeing the blood he runs at Sickle who responds with a fierce spinebuster. Eyeing Phoenix Sickle turns to Cocytus who nods and heads to the ring side and reaches underneath the apron. Coming back out she tosses in a leather whip with nine extensions and glass taped into it. Smiling Sickle grabs the whip known commonly as the cat of nine tails and begins to beat Phoenix with it. With the first blow Phoenix jumps and tries to scurry away. Grabbing Sickle’s leg Phoenix bites him and Sickle cries out as he drops the cat of nine tails before Phoenix sets up for a ddt, grabs the waist of Sickle and drives his skull into the mat. He goes for a quick cover. 1.... 2.... Sickle kicks out moving phoenix back a few inches. Frustrated Phoenix boots Sickle in the head. Heading outside Phoenix begins digging under the apron tossing things out of his way before finally reaching a table. He places the table to one side before pulling out a gas can along with it and a chair. Setting up the table first Phoenix places the chair in the center of the table before walking over to the cloak and pulling out a zippo. Spraying the whole thing first with lighter fluid Phoenix then uses the zippo to light it all on fire. Gringo Sanchez: FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! Winston Wolfe: Yes.... it is a FIRE! Gringo Sanchez: Phoenix is going to bury Sickle right here and now in a blaze of fire! Winston Wolfe: Are you afraid of Fire? Gringo Sanchez: ..... Maybe. Rolling into the ring Phoenix heads towards Sickle who is still in the middle of the ring. Grabbing Sickle by the arm he lifts him up, carrying Sickle to the edge of the ring and begins to carry him up the ropes when Sickle head-butts Phoenix causing him to fall to the mat. Carefully Sickle examines Phoenix before looking outside the ring, something like a growl escapes his lips as he grabs the cat of nine tails and beats Phoenix over and over again ripping out portions of his clothes and skin. Blood drips upon the whip before finally Sickle tosses it to one side and grabs Phoenix up to his feet. Winston Wolfe: A Cat of Nine Tails... I never thought I'd see something like that used. Gringo Sanchez: What a cat has nine tails? Winston Wolfe: Nevermind. Sickle goes to irish whip Phoenix and then jerks back and clotheslines him sending him sprawling inside out to the mat. Inside of an instant as Phoenix is laid out in the middle of the ring bleeding Sickle rolls out to the ringside area and walks over to Cocytus. She nods before reaching under the metal chair she is sitting on and pulling out a fully completed noose. Smiling Sickle grabs the ready-made noose and heads back inside the ring and wraps the noose around the neck of Phoenix and drags him over to the side of the ring. Tying the rope around the edge of the ring he drops Phoenix off who begins to choke on the outside. Sickle laughs as several members of the emt’s begin to rush the ringside area but the referee stops them to explain that technically the match is not over. After a few seconds Sickle unties the rope and lets Phoenix fall to the outside of the ring. Phoenix begins to rise to his feet as the crowd bursts into cheer and awe. Sickle crosses himself and can be slightly heard. “Father forgive me….” Tears roll out of his mask before he rolls out to face Phoenix. Gringo Sanchez: Oh .. this is NOT going to be good for Phoenix! Barely able to move Phoenix manages to hit a running swinging neck breaker on Sickle driving him to the ground. Smiling triumphantly Phoenix motions for Sickle to get up, as Sickle rises up Phoenix grabs his arm to turn him around but Sickle reverses and drops Phoenix to the ground. Sickle then, white-eyed, turns around and takes Phoenix up eying the burning table before him. Sickle then takes Phoenix up and boots him in the midsection before hoisting him up and slamming him with a massive powerbomb into the table. As he does the referee waves his hands to signal more help. Sickle turns his attention to the referee as if to say he better not end this and the referee begs for Sickle to leave him be as he backs away. Gringo Sanchez: I can't believe what we have just witnessed Winston! Winston Wolfe: I can't believe the referee and EMT's allowed this match to continue... wait look Phoenix is getting up. Phoenix stands up within the fire and stares at Sickle who is absolutely amazed at what he is seeing. Phoenix then, as if to be awakened by the fire, steps out of the fire and right into the face of Sickle. The two men stare at one another neither man moving as UCW personnel come running out of the back with fire extinguishers and douse the flames. The referee is not sure what to do as he has already asked for the bell, but he is too white-faced to even more. Phoenix cracks a sadistic smile as Sickle creeks his neck and backs away from the man known as Phoenix. Gringo Sanchez: Through the ashes he shall come... HELL through the fire he shall RISE! Phoenix has been awoken by the flames he had set. Winston Wolfe: It begs the question did he know this would do that?! I mean come on he looked to be out of it and now he looks better than when the match started. As the two men stare each other down more referees come out of the back. Thats when the lights go on in both men's eyes and they both begin to tear away at the EMTs and referees. The fans in attendance are going wild as the two men take everyone out, beside one another. The two men then lock eyes once more before going at each other tooth and nail, fist to fist. Sickle gets the early upper hand until Phoenix gouges at Sickle's eyes through the mask. Sickle backs away and Phoenix hits him with a boot to the ribs and then throws him hard into the ring post. A loud {PING] is heard as Sickle's mask hits hard. Sickle backs right up into Phoenix who delivers a reverse DDT to sickle. Phoenix rises once more as Sickle's manager Cocytus comes running over and douses Phoenix with a liquid from a bottle in her hand. Phoenix paws at his face as Cocytus opens the zippo lighter and throws it at Phoenix's face which lights it on fire. Gringo Sanchez: WHAT THE HELL did Cocytus just douse Phoenix with?! Was that Holy Oil or something?! Winston Wolfe: I don't know but he is moaning for dear life. Cocytus brings Sickle back and points at Phoenix who is almost got the flames under control. Sickle looks over at Phoenix and hits him with a boot to the ribs and then delivers the 'Fourth Seal' (Swinging Stunner). Phoenix lays on the mat as Sickle looks at the referee and it clicks in his head as he goes and begins the count. 1.... 2.... .... 3! The referee gets up and stumbles away holding his neck... Jim Arnett: Here is your winner via pinfall ... SICKLE! "Sanctuary" by Midnight Syndicate blares over the pa system. Sickle takes something from Cocytus in a small bottle and begins to sprinkle it over the body of Phoenix before pulling out his rosary and praying as Cocytus and himself walk out of the ringside area as backstage personnel come to check on the downed EMTs and referees laid out by Phoenix and Sickle. [COMMERCIAL BREAK] Gringo Sanchez: I can't believe what we just witnessed here tonight Winston. I can't believe what kind of show this has been. Cash Allan turning a blind eye to Nikki Monroe, Sickle decimating Phoenix and then Cocytus lighting him on fire not to mention Phoenix rising from the ashes! Winston Wolfe: I am sure the next match is going to be something as well with Radikal against the new right hand of Mr. Hendrickson, Shane Warner. This has been a hell of a show! Posted Image | NON-CHAMPIONSHIP SINGLES MATCH | RADIKAL vs. SHANE WARNER Jim Arnett: The Following match is scheduled for one fall and it is our Main Event.. The stadium lights dim to near black, as a black background consumes the video screen. "RADIKAL," is spelled out (with an anarchy symbol for the "A",) a long with footage of aftermath of the Hiroshima bombings, and other clips of war, as the opening riffs to The Reatards, "Chuck Taylor's All-Star Blues," begins to play over the speakers. Radikal enters from the curtains, wielding a Sledgehammer, and gently strolls down the side of the ramp, as he is pummeled with boos. Radikal climbs onto the banister of the ring, and gives one last smug glance to the ground, before jumping over the top rope. Jim Arnett: Introducing first from Riverside, California weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds he is the "Symbolic One" the man known simply as RADIKAL!!! "Counterfeit God" by Black label Society hits the pa system as the main lights dim as a green, Gold and purple strobe light begins to slowly glide over the arena. Shane Warner appears from the curtain before pausing at the top of the ramp. He lifts his head in a slow arc, peering out over the packed arena before turning his attention to the ring. He makes his way down the ramp through an ocean of jeers. Shane arrogantly walks ring before reaching the steps. He reaches out to take hold of the steel-post, quietly climbing up the steps onto the apron, before spinning around and hooking his arms over the top-rope, leaning back into the cable with a toss of his head, sending his blonde hair back. Once again glaring over the crowd before ducking between the upper-ropes. Shane walks to the far side of the squared circle and slumps into the corner. Jim Arnett: And his opponent from Birmingham, England weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds he is the current and reigning UCW World Heavyweight Champion .. Shane .... WARNER! The two men go nose to nose in the center of the ring as the referee displays the title to the audience before handing it to the timekeeper at ringside. Both men continue to stare holes into each other as the bell rings to officially start the match. The two men quick lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up, with Shane Warner using his glimmer of size advantage to throw Radikal down to the canvas! Warner gets a cocky grin on his face as Radikal immediately locks back up with him, only to get thrown to the canvas again! Radikal gets up and goes for a third collar and elbow, but just before locking up he quickly ducks down and does a spinning leg sweep, taking Warner’s legs right out from under him! He returns the cocky grin as Warner gets to his feet, which makes Warner charge forward straight into a drop toehold! Radikal simply smirks again and does a “bring it on” motion with his hand, almost baiting Warner to get up! Winston Wolfe: Both men playing psychological warfare here in the early going! Gringo Sanchez: Getting into the other guy’s head is critical Winston, as the first one to blink usually loses the match! Warner gets up and cracks his neck calmly before nodding at Radikal and quickly locking up once again! However, this time Warner gets behind Radikal and holds him in a waist lock before riding him down to the canvas! He quickly slides forward into a side headlock, but Radikal quickly gets to his feet and slips out of the headlock, grabbing a hammerlock on Warner instead! He wrenches on the hold as Warner moves around to break, but Radikal cuts him off by moving to the side and lifting him up before dropping him with a hammerlock slam! Warner gets to his feet trying to shake the pain out of his arm, but shows it to be a ploy when he quickly charges for a lariat! Radikal is ready however, and ducks under the move while grabbing the arm! He quickly grabs the other arm and crosses both over Warner’s own chest before taking him over in a beautiful Aztecan Suplex! Warner bounces hard on his upper back and shoulders, but still gets up…only to be taken down again by a big lariat from Radikal! Radikal keeps trying to build momentum as he quickly hops onto the second rope and comes off with a legdrop, trying to retain his title! 1.... 2.... Kick out! Winston Wolfe: Radikal is getting the early momentum here! Gringo Sanchez: He’s winning the human chess match right now Winston Wolfe, but all it will take is one move for Warner to get back on top! Radikal follows up by grabbing a side headlock, but his lighter weight works against him as Warner is able to counter by lifting him up into a belly-to-back suplex! Warner follows up by quickly hooking up Radikal and taking him over in a crisp snap suplex, showing Radikal that he can throw suplexes just as well as he can! Radikal gets to his feet, but Warner takes advantage by nailing him in the head with a jumping calf kick! Radikal is stunned from the blow, so Warner quickly grabs his head and spikes him into the canvas with an Evenflow DDT, going for the win! 1.... 2.... Kick out! Warner doesn’t let the pressure bother him as he follows up on Radikal with a swinging neckbreaker, once again dropping Radikal to the canvas! The crowd begins to get behind Radikal and urging him to get up, but before he can Warner puts him off with a series of rapid-fire elbow drops! Seeing his chance, Warner cinches Radikal up in position for a reverse DDT. However, Radikal manages to roll over and hook Warner, before taking him over in a nice release northern lights suplex! Warner quickly gets up, but Radikal spins and stuns him with a hard rolling elbow! Warner stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes, so Radikal nails him on the rebound with a spinning heel kick! Warner goes down and Radikal goes for the cover. 1… 2… Kick out! Winston Wolfe: Back and forth so far in this one fans, with Radikal seemingly getting the upper hand! Gringo Sanchez: However we saw how quickly momentum can change Winston Wolfe, so don’t bank on anything just yet! Radikal attempts to follow up by hooking Warner up for a vertical suplex, but Warner slips out of the move and gets behind Radikal before grabbing his head and dropping down into a backbreaker, hitting hard! Radikal arches his back in pain, so Warner forgoes the technical sportsmanship and hits a rough soccer kick straight to the back, inciting big boos from the fans! He doesn’t seem to care however as he lifts Radikal to his feet and whips him into the ropes, hitting a beautiful tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and doing more damage to Radikal’s back! He continues his focus on the back as he lifts the smaller Radikal up and drops him in repeated backbreakers, before delivering one final one and pressing Radikal’s back over his knee, trying for a submission win! Radikal refuses to quit as the crowd begins to chant his name, so Warner presses down even more! Radikal continues to refuse and finally manages to raise his leg and knee Warner in the head, forcing the break! Warner gets to his feet and shakes his head, only for Radikal to suddenly charge! Warner is ready however and hits a BRUTAL lariat, causing Radikal to spin a full 360! 1… 2… Shoulder up! Winston Wolfe: What a move by Shane Warner! He nearly took Radikal’s head off! Shane Warner doesn’t let up as he continues the pressure on Radikal with repeated knee strikes to the head! The referee forces Warner back as Radikal fights to his feet, but Warner makes him pay with a superkick straight to the jaw! Seeing his chance, Warner grabs the injured Radikal and drops him on his head with a T-Bone Suplex! Instead of covering however, Warner merely motions to the crowd that it’s over and he’s going to put it away! This costs him however, as when he lifts Radikal up, Radikal manages a knee to the gut and a quick side belly-to-belly suplex! Warner gets to his feet, but as soon as he does Radikal bounces off the ropes and hits him with a flying forearm smash! Warner stumbles around, so Radikal grabs him in a waist lock and hits a perfect bridging German Suplex, trying to win it! 1… 2… Shoulder up! Gringo Sanchez: And the chess match once again moves into Radikal’s favor! What an even match this is! Winston Wolfe: Who knew Radikal knew so many technical moves... It's unlike him. Gringo Sanchez: Well when you are facing a man like Shane Warner you are apt to learn something new on the fly. Radikal gets to his feet and waits for Warner to get up, hitting an enzuigiri as soon as Warner gets to his feet! Warner goes down hard, so Radikal takes a chance and heads up top! He quickly comes off with a flying headbutt, landing flush on Shane Warner and staying on top for the cover! 1… 2… Shoulder up! Radikal senses the momentum building and raises his hands looking for support, gaining more energy thanks to the fan support! He follows up on it by hooking Warner up into a cobra clutch before taking him down again with a cobra clutch suplex! Warner is down, so Radikal quickly steps outside the ropes He springboards off into the Frogsplash, but Warner manages to roll out of the way at the last second and he hits nothing but canvas! Warner quickly gets to his feet and waits for Radikal to get to one knee, at which points Warner charges and springs off Radikal’s own leg into a 360 shining wizard, nailing Radikal dead on it! Radikal flies backwards from the force of the blow and Warner quickly goes for the cover! 1.... 2.... Foot on the ropes! Winston Wolfe: The ropes just kept Radikal in this one! He wasn’t kicking out there! Gringo Sanchez: Radikal isn’t well known for nothing Winston Wolfe! He knows his way around that ring! It makes me mad that he can't just give up but what do I know. Warner gets to his feet and complains to the referee, but pays for it as Radikal manages to connect with another jumping enzuigiri! Warner stumbles forward, so Radikal hooks both arms and drives him into the canvas with a tiger suplex, trying to hold the bridge and get the win! 1.... 2.... Shoulder up at the last second! Radikal keeps trying to blitz Warner with his array of suplexes, nailing him with a gutwrench suplex! He quickly lets Warner get to his feet before grabbing him once again and taking him down, this time with a release dragon suplex! Warner is incredibly dazed, so Radikal grabs him and plants him a third time with a windmill suplex, holding onto a bridge and once again trying for the win! 1… 2… Shoulder up! Winston Wolfe: Radikal is throwing everything in his arsenal at Warner here tonight! Gringo Sanchez: If you don’t come out here prepared to empty everything in your arsenal in the name of victory, then you have no business coming out here! Radikal hooks Warner up yet again for some type of suplex, but Warner manages an amazing counter as he spins out of the move and hits a diamond cutter! Seeing his chance, Warner lifts Radikal and delivers the Falcon Arrow! Radikal is down so Warner takes a chance and heads up to the top, coming off with a diving leg drop! He keeps trying to put the pressure on as he lifts Radikal up and spikes him with a jumping spinebuster and goes for the win! 1… 2… .... Shoulder up at the last possible second! Warner gets to his feet incredibly frustrated and grabbing his own hair, obviously enraged that he can’t put Radikal away! As a result, he quickly exits the ring and grabs a steel chair, obviously deciding he can’t beat Radikal in a straight technical match! The referee immediately grabs the chair away from Warner, but pays for it when Radikal comes flying in with a forearm smash and Warner ducks, Radikal wiping out the official! Warner tries to take advantage with a Yakuza Kick, but Radikal ducks under it and slams Warner to the mat with the angle slam! Radikal covers as the crowd chants “1,2,3”, but the referee is still down! Radikal goes to revive the referee, but as a result he doesn’t see Warner kneeling behind him. Winston Wolfe: Shane Warner is up he looks pissed off! Radikal is going to get blindsided! Gringo Sanchez: Warner wants the win Winston Wolfe! He's determined to get it! Warner gets to his feet and swings a big haymaker, but Radikal ducks under the blow and bounces off the ropes behind him, hitting a big spear! Radikal quickly covers once again, but there’s still no referee! Radikal again goes to revive him, but doesn’t see Warner grabbing the steel chair he brought into the ring earlier! Radikal keeps trying to revive the referee, but before he can Warner nails him in the back of the head with the chair!! Warner throws the chair out of the ring and quickly shakes the referee before planting Radikal with a Pedigree Piledriver.The groggy referee crawls over and begins to count out Radikal, who is out cold! Winston Wolfe: Not this way dammit!!! Radikal is too great of a competitor for it to end this way!!! 1.... 2.... ....Thre.... KICKOUT! Gringo Sanchez: How the @#$%! Winston Wolfe: I have no words! Radikal looked to be out cold. Wow this man is driven here tonight! Gringo Sanchez: Driven to get a beating. I can't believe he keeps kicking out! Shane can't believe that Radikal just kicked out. He looks over at Steve Partain who looks just as shocked as Shane does. Shane slowly gets to his feet and picks Radikal up and goes for a simple scoop slam but cannot muster enough energy to lift him. Shane peers over at Steve who then gets up on the apron and distracts the referee. Shane drops down and delivers a low blow to Radikal. Radikal leans forth and Shane then hooks him rolling him into a pinning maneuver. Steve hops down and points to the pinfall attempt. The referee turns around and gets down and counts as Shane pulls Radikal's tights for more leverage... 1.... 2.... .... 3!!! Shane releases the tights as he gets to his feet with a smile on his face. The referee then raises his hand in victory. Jim Arnett: Here is your winner via pinfall Shane ... WARNER!! Shane escapes the ring as Radikal gets to his knee and looks at the referee telling him Shane has his tights. The referee says he didn't see it as Shane and Steve begin to walk up the ramp. Thats when 'Halo' by SoiL hits the pa system and Mr. Hendrickson comes out onto the entrance ramp. Shane and Steve look back at him and smile as Mr. Hendrickson begins to clap. Radikal can't believe what is going on as he stares Shane down. Gringo Sanchez: Radikal has a right to be angered but the referee didn't see it and thus it never happened Winston! The win is a win no doubt. Winston Wolfe: I don't know what to think about this Gringo. Definitely could've gone either way still a shame Radikal didn't pull through. The fans in attendance begin to boo loudly as Radikal still pleads his case. Shane Warner and Steve Partain now stand side by side with Mr. Hendrickson and Errick Mason. The four of them look on as Radikal kicks the bottom ropes and then points in their direction mouthing 'Wait til I see you again!'... Gringo Sanchez: Well folks that is all we have time for tonight. One hell of a night WInston. I can't wait for Night of Champions.... Winston Wolfe: Neither can I! It will be one hell of a night. Gringo Sanchez: Well folks. I am Gringo Sanchez and he is Winston Wolfe. Good Night and God Bless. // THIS HAS BEEN A [UCW] ULTIMATE CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING PRODUCTION \\ |
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