FEBRUARY 18th, 2015
IZOD CENTER - EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY, USA
IZOD CENTER - EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY, USA
The Ascension theme music begins to play as the camera makes rapid pans across the roaring crowd! A series of red and white pyros go off above the ring, up the ramp and then around the stage and screen leaving a haze of white smoke.
BUDDY ROBERTS: Good evening folks, we are just ONE WEEK AWAY from Danger Zone... where the Lord Of Ascension will get a rare opportunity to become THE top man of the Syndicate... THE World Heavyweight Champion and by god we have a packed show for you tonight!
MICHAEL HEENAN: This may be the most exciting Ascension in history. Who will Velvet pick as Liam's opponent tonight? We have several announcements from management... including the surprise gift for Steele by our glorious GM.
BR: That's right, I can't wait!
Badass by Saliva hits over the loud speakers and Johnny Anomaly appears on the ramp. The crowd as usual has mixed feelings about this, some cheer and some boo. He quickly makes his way to the ring and slides in. He continues his slide all the way through and to the other side, smoothly transitioning to his feet. He grabs a microphone and hops up onto the apron and gets in. He brings the mic to his lips but stops and shakes his head.
BR: Here comes Johnny Anomaly!
MH: Ugh, there’s just something about The Anarchy that I just can’t stand lately. I can't put my finger on it.
Johnny brings the microphone up with one hand and goes to speak but the other hand forces the microphone down away from his mouth, as if he was struggling with himself.
BR: It looks like Anomaly is struggling with the words to say.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Last week I got beat. Again.
The crowd is once again mixed. Some boo, some cheer. Johnny grimaces and nods, accepting the crowds response.
JOHNNY: Yeah I kinda expected that. That’s why I’m out here. Jon Rocks…
The crowd cheers at the mention of the name. This irks Anomaly. He bites his cheek and cocks his head to the side.
JOHNNY: Yeah I’m about to talk about the hero. In fact, I’m calling him out.
After a few moments Not Gonna Die by Skillet plays over the speakers and Jon Rocks appears at the top of the ramp. A microphone is in his hand, and the Intercontinental title is around his waist.
MH: There's are goody-goody Intercontinental champ...
JON ROCKS: You called?
JOHNNY: You know I still don’t like you. I don’t like you Jon Rocks.
The crowd cheers at the mention of the hero’s name. Johnny twitches slightly in the ring.
JON: Is that why you called me out here Anomaly? To tell me that you don’t like me?
JOHNNY: I still don’t like you, but after last week… I respect you.
The crowd gives a modest cheer at this.
JOHNNY: I respect you and so I called you out here for one reason. Jon… Will you help me be good?
The crowd, and Jon, are stunned. After a long moment Jon brings his microphone to his lips.
JON: You’re asking me… to help you be good?
JOHNNY: I’ve done a lot of shit Jon. I’ve been a very… not nice person. The Anarchy is making a change. For the People, by the Anarchy. I need to change with it, but with Jake and Velvet wrapped up in their own things… I didn’t know who else to turn to. Don’t get it twisted, this won’t make us friends or anything like that… but I need your help.
The crowd once again is stunned. Jon raises his own microphone to his lips.
JON: Fine Anomaly. I’ll teach you how to be a good person. You’ve got yourself a teacher. This isn’t going to be easy...
BR: That may be a bigger challenge than defending the Intercontinental title!
The cameras cut backstage to GM Alistair Mason's office door. Standing outside is AWS World Heavyweight champion, Liam McAllister.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
ALISTAIR MASON: Come in.
Liam swings the door open and enters.
ALISTAIR: Champ, what can I do for you?
LIAM MCALLISTER: Well, first off, any word on who my opponent is going to be this tonight?
ALISTAIR: No word. Mr. Troy and Velvet are keeping that tighter than a... wait, did you bring me a sandwich?
LIAM: You must have me confused with Matthias Barrows. I ain't no sandwich bitch, all due respect.
ALISTAIR: Oh, well, um, no word on your opponent.
LIAM: Well, we've got to make sure this match with Velvet and Adonis goes down. I don't want one of them to lay down for the other... something they may be familiar with.
ALISTAIR: Already on that.
The camera fades to commercial...
BUDDY ROBERTS: Good evening folks, we are just ONE WEEK AWAY from Danger Zone... where the Lord Of Ascension will get a rare opportunity to become THE top man of the Syndicate... THE World Heavyweight Champion and by god we have a packed show for you tonight!
MICHAEL HEENAN: This may be the most exciting Ascension in history. Who will Velvet pick as Liam's opponent tonight? We have several announcements from management... including the surprise gift for Steele by our glorious GM.
BR: That's right, I can't wait!
Badass by Saliva hits over the loud speakers and Johnny Anomaly appears on the ramp. The crowd as usual has mixed feelings about this, some cheer and some boo. He quickly makes his way to the ring and slides in. He continues his slide all the way through and to the other side, smoothly transitioning to his feet. He grabs a microphone and hops up onto the apron and gets in. He brings the mic to his lips but stops and shakes his head.
BR: Here comes Johnny Anomaly!
MH: Ugh, there’s just something about The Anarchy that I just can’t stand lately. I can't put my finger on it.
Johnny brings the microphone up with one hand and goes to speak but the other hand forces the microphone down away from his mouth, as if he was struggling with himself.
BR: It looks like Anomaly is struggling with the words to say.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Last week I got beat. Again.
The crowd is once again mixed. Some boo, some cheer. Johnny grimaces and nods, accepting the crowds response.
JOHNNY: Yeah I kinda expected that. That’s why I’m out here. Jon Rocks…
The crowd cheers at the mention of the name. This irks Anomaly. He bites his cheek and cocks his head to the side.
JOHNNY: Yeah I’m about to talk about the hero. In fact, I’m calling him out.
After a few moments Not Gonna Die by Skillet plays over the speakers and Jon Rocks appears at the top of the ramp. A microphone is in his hand, and the Intercontinental title is around his waist.
MH: There's are goody-goody Intercontinental champ...
JON ROCKS: You called?
JOHNNY: You know I still don’t like you. I don’t like you Jon Rocks.
The crowd cheers at the mention of the hero’s name. Johnny twitches slightly in the ring.
JON: Is that why you called me out here Anomaly? To tell me that you don’t like me?
JOHNNY: I still don’t like you, but after last week… I respect you.
The crowd gives a modest cheer at this.
JOHNNY: I respect you and so I called you out here for one reason. Jon… Will you help me be good?
The crowd, and Jon, are stunned. After a long moment Jon brings his microphone to his lips.
JON: You’re asking me… to help you be good?
JOHNNY: I’ve done a lot of shit Jon. I’ve been a very… not nice person. The Anarchy is making a change. For the People, by the Anarchy. I need to change with it, but with Jake and Velvet wrapped up in their own things… I didn’t know who else to turn to. Don’t get it twisted, this won’t make us friends or anything like that… but I need your help.
The crowd once again is stunned. Jon raises his own microphone to his lips.
JON: Fine Anomaly. I’ll teach you how to be a good person. You’ve got yourself a teacher. This isn’t going to be easy...
BR: That may be a bigger challenge than defending the Intercontinental title!
The cameras cut backstage to GM Alistair Mason's office door. Standing outside is AWS World Heavyweight champion, Liam McAllister.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
ALISTAIR MASON: Come in.
Liam swings the door open and enters.
ALISTAIR: Champ, what can I do for you?
LIAM MCALLISTER: Well, first off, any word on who my opponent is going to be this tonight?
ALISTAIR: No word. Mr. Troy and Velvet are keeping that tighter than a... wait, did you bring me a sandwich?
LIAM: You must have me confused with Matthias Barrows. I ain't no sandwich bitch, all due respect.
ALISTAIR: Oh, well, um, no word on your opponent.
LIAM: Well, we've got to make sure this match with Velvet and Adonis goes down. I don't want one of them to lay down for the other... something they may be familiar with.
ALISTAIR: Already on that.
The camera fades to commercial...
HEX VS SCORPIO
DEBUTS MATCH
As “Get Jinxed” hits the speakers Hex skips out onto the stage with her hands behind her back and an innocent looking smile on her face. She skips around in circles on the stage, looking over all of the in the crowd. Once the music hits the chorus she stops skipping and her smile turns to a sick and twisted grin. That grin stays on her face as she skips down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She skips in circles in the ring as she awaits her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, making her AWS debut, from Boston MA and weighing in at 165 pounds...Hex!
BR: Don't let that smile fool you, that woman is candy coated poison ladies and gentlemen.
MH: That's a terrible thing to say Roberts! She's got a big heart. Several of them. Probably stored in her basement freezer.
We hear Megadeth's “The Scorpion”. The theme music hits the arena and an uproar of boos begin for the man behind the music, Scorpio. The lights go dark and begins to flicker our different colors matching the ones on the glowing jacket of Scorpio as he comes slowly from the back. Scorpio is taking his precious time emerging from the shadows as he turns his back to the cameras and pauses for a moment to allow everyone the admire the Scorpion glowing all kinds of colors on the back of his jacket. He turns and continues on slowly stalking towards the ring with a sinister, dark, and prepared look on his face as you can now see the wild body paint that Scorpio is wearing. The crowd are booing the ever so confident Scorpio as he shows the fans no attention like they are not even there as his eyes stay locked forward. Scorpio stays focused on what lays ahead but has the recent exchanges with Slade fresh on his mind. Scorpio almost looks emotionless as he passes by the fans who try their hardest to get under his skin. Scorpio heads up the steel steps as he takes his time walking along the ring apron staring into the live audience.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, making his AWS debut, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 244 pounds... Scorpio!
BR: We could be seeing some fireworks here tonight, Heenan. These are two sadistic people facing off tonight. Scorpio would throw his own mother under the bus if it meant getting to the top.
MH: As well he should! That's how you get ahead in this company! Here we go!
BR: Scorpio... who also likes to go by "The Scorpion" has been making his presence known on Twitter. Let's see if he can back up his words.
The two of them meet in the center of the ring, circling each other as the bell rings. It's Hex who moves first, darting her body forward and feigning a shot to the legs that makes Scorpio drops his center of gravity a bit. But Scorpio is smart, and uses the movement to slide in toward her with a drop toe hold. Hex hops lightly over his legs and when he gets up she gives him a kick to the gut and shoves his head between her legs. She underhooks the arms, setting him up for LITTLE PACKAGE, BIG BOOM! But Scorpio whips around and ducks under her arm, reversing the move and hitting her with a kick of his own before snatching her in and underhooking HER arms in an attempt at the LUCK'S OVER! No! The crowd cheers the exchange as Hex grabs behind his knees and pulls them in, dropping him onto his back. She grabs the legs and front rolls on top of him into the first pinning combination of the match!
On- KICKOUT!
BR: And we are starting this contest at a breakneck pace! Both wrestlers going for two of their most dangerous moves right out of the gate!
MH: But you can't keep up that pace forever.
Scorpio steps in and throws a big gut kick that doubles Hex over. In many matches, he wouldn't have much of a size advantage but here he uses it for all he can. He throws some big clubbing blows down on the smaller woman and then whips her across the ring into the corner. He charges across the ring and hits her with a charging elbow. She stumbles forward a bit, and he hits her with a knee to the gut before picking Hex up and slamming her to the mat with a suplex! He floats over and puts a forearm in her face, making a cover but before he can even get a one count Hex kicks out. The Scorpion is fast though, getting to his feet and rushing across the ring. When Hex gets up to one knee it's just in time for her to get absolutely BLASTED in the face with the Death Wizard! He drops to the mat, shooting a half nelson and rolling her over for a cover.
One!
Two...Hex gets the shoulder up!
BR: That might have been our first big shot of the match. It's going to be tough to turn that around.
MH: What's going on in those scheming brains of those two? You've got to believe it's going to be a matter of making someone screw up.
Scorpio gets up off the mat. He grabs Hex's leg, turning it over and pulling her in to attempt to go for the STF. Hex pushes herself up on her hands and front rolls, sending him stumbling head over heels forward until his head smacks into the middle turnbuckle. Hex scrambles to her feet and charges the length of the ring, throwing a double drop kick into his rear end that sends his head smacking into the buckle and compresses his neck. It's a devastating, tide turning shot that's enough to send him tumbling out to the floor. She takes a second to collect herself, shaking it off. When she realizes what's happened a wide smile comes over her face. Hex skips her way around the ring and over to the ropes, climbing out to the apron and waiving for Scorpion to get back to his feet. When he gets up, she charges down the length of the apron and leaps off with another dropkick that sends him backward HARD into the guardrail!
BR: And Hex puts it all on the line with a huge dive to the floor! My god!
MH: Shame she didn't kick him a little harder. He might have landed on a few of those weirdos in the crowd.
Hex grabs Scorpio by the back of his head and rolls him into the ring. She slides inside and goes for a cover, but Scorpio is already moving backward. He uses the ropes to escape and gets up to his feet, Hex takes the bait and runs toward him, only for him to plant a hand on her chest and pick her up into the air for a spinebuster. With shocking agility, Hex twists her hips and rolls him forward into a cradle!
One...
Two- Scorpio kicks out!
Hex rolls up to her feet and rushes back in for an attack, but this time Scorpio is ready. He absolutely blasts her with a lariat as she comes running at him, sending her tumbling head over heels to the mat with a huge thud. Scorpio grabs a handful of her hair and yanks her up to her feet, hooking her head and neck with his arm before viciously whipping her around to the canvas with the Scorpion Death Venom! He hooks a leg and covers her!
One!
Two!
Another kickout!
BR: Another kickout from Hex, but this one certainly looked weaker than the others!
MH: There's only so much you can take Buddy! Scorpio might be pulling ahead here!
Scorpio seems to be growing in confidence as he waives a hand for Hex to get to her feet. He hits her with a series of quick palm and a kick to the gut that makes Hex collapse to one knee. As she starts to get up Scorpio suddenly backflips, smashing into her skull with the Scorpion Kick! Hex looks down and out as he grabs her and underhooks her arms, yanking her to her feet and connecting with a final, devastating LUCK'S OVER! He makes a cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... SCORPIO!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, making her AWS debut, from Boston MA and weighing in at 165 pounds...Hex!
BR: Don't let that smile fool you, that woman is candy coated poison ladies and gentlemen.
MH: That's a terrible thing to say Roberts! She's got a big heart. Several of them. Probably stored in her basement freezer.
We hear Megadeth's “The Scorpion”. The theme music hits the arena and an uproar of boos begin for the man behind the music, Scorpio. The lights go dark and begins to flicker our different colors matching the ones on the glowing jacket of Scorpio as he comes slowly from the back. Scorpio is taking his precious time emerging from the shadows as he turns his back to the cameras and pauses for a moment to allow everyone the admire the Scorpion glowing all kinds of colors on the back of his jacket. He turns and continues on slowly stalking towards the ring with a sinister, dark, and prepared look on his face as you can now see the wild body paint that Scorpio is wearing. The crowd are booing the ever so confident Scorpio as he shows the fans no attention like they are not even there as his eyes stay locked forward. Scorpio stays focused on what lays ahead but has the recent exchanges with Slade fresh on his mind. Scorpio almost looks emotionless as he passes by the fans who try their hardest to get under his skin. Scorpio heads up the steel steps as he takes his time walking along the ring apron staring into the live audience.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, making his AWS debut, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 244 pounds... Scorpio!
BR: We could be seeing some fireworks here tonight, Heenan. These are two sadistic people facing off tonight. Scorpio would throw his own mother under the bus if it meant getting to the top.
MH: As well he should! That's how you get ahead in this company! Here we go!
BR: Scorpio... who also likes to go by "The Scorpion" has been making his presence known on Twitter. Let's see if he can back up his words.
The two of them meet in the center of the ring, circling each other as the bell rings. It's Hex who moves first, darting her body forward and feigning a shot to the legs that makes Scorpio drops his center of gravity a bit. But Scorpio is smart, and uses the movement to slide in toward her with a drop toe hold. Hex hops lightly over his legs and when he gets up she gives him a kick to the gut and shoves his head between her legs. She underhooks the arms, setting him up for LITTLE PACKAGE, BIG BOOM! But Scorpio whips around and ducks under her arm, reversing the move and hitting her with a kick of his own before snatching her in and underhooking HER arms in an attempt at the LUCK'S OVER! No! The crowd cheers the exchange as Hex grabs behind his knees and pulls them in, dropping him onto his back. She grabs the legs and front rolls on top of him into the first pinning combination of the match!
On- KICKOUT!
BR: And we are starting this contest at a breakneck pace! Both wrestlers going for two of their most dangerous moves right out of the gate!
MH: But you can't keep up that pace forever.
Scorpio steps in and throws a big gut kick that doubles Hex over. In many matches, he wouldn't have much of a size advantage but here he uses it for all he can. He throws some big clubbing blows down on the smaller woman and then whips her across the ring into the corner. He charges across the ring and hits her with a charging elbow. She stumbles forward a bit, and he hits her with a knee to the gut before picking Hex up and slamming her to the mat with a suplex! He floats over and puts a forearm in her face, making a cover but before he can even get a one count Hex kicks out. The Scorpion is fast though, getting to his feet and rushing across the ring. When Hex gets up to one knee it's just in time for her to get absolutely BLASTED in the face with the Death Wizard! He drops to the mat, shooting a half nelson and rolling her over for a cover.
One!
Two...Hex gets the shoulder up!
BR: That might have been our first big shot of the match. It's going to be tough to turn that around.
MH: What's going on in those scheming brains of those two? You've got to believe it's going to be a matter of making someone screw up.
Scorpio gets up off the mat. He grabs Hex's leg, turning it over and pulling her in to attempt to go for the STF. Hex pushes herself up on her hands and front rolls, sending him stumbling head over heels forward until his head smacks into the middle turnbuckle. Hex scrambles to her feet and charges the length of the ring, throwing a double drop kick into his rear end that sends his head smacking into the buckle and compresses his neck. It's a devastating, tide turning shot that's enough to send him tumbling out to the floor. She takes a second to collect herself, shaking it off. When she realizes what's happened a wide smile comes over her face. Hex skips her way around the ring and over to the ropes, climbing out to the apron and waiving for Scorpion to get back to his feet. When he gets up, she charges down the length of the apron and leaps off with another dropkick that sends him backward HARD into the guardrail!
BR: And Hex puts it all on the line with a huge dive to the floor! My god!
MH: Shame she didn't kick him a little harder. He might have landed on a few of those weirdos in the crowd.
Hex grabs Scorpio by the back of his head and rolls him into the ring. She slides inside and goes for a cover, but Scorpio is already moving backward. He uses the ropes to escape and gets up to his feet, Hex takes the bait and runs toward him, only for him to plant a hand on her chest and pick her up into the air for a spinebuster. With shocking agility, Hex twists her hips and rolls him forward into a cradle!
One...
Two- Scorpio kicks out!
Hex rolls up to her feet and rushes back in for an attack, but this time Scorpio is ready. He absolutely blasts her with a lariat as she comes running at him, sending her tumbling head over heels to the mat with a huge thud. Scorpio grabs a handful of her hair and yanks her up to her feet, hooking her head and neck with his arm before viciously whipping her around to the canvas with the Scorpion Death Venom! He hooks a leg and covers her!
One!
Two!
Another kickout!
BR: Another kickout from Hex, but this one certainly looked weaker than the others!
MH: There's only so much you can take Buddy! Scorpio might be pulling ahead here!
Scorpio seems to be growing in confidence as he waives a hand for Hex to get to her feet. He hits her with a series of quick palm and a kick to the gut that makes Hex collapse to one knee. As she starts to get up Scorpio suddenly backflips, smashing into her skull with the Scorpion Kick! Hex looks down and out as he grabs her and underhooks her arms, yanking her to her feet and connecting with a final, devastating LUCK'S OVER! He makes a cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... SCORPIO!
WINNER: SCORPIO
BR: A big debut win for Trent Scorpio here! He's a crafty one, all it takes is one big move to turn the tide!
MH: I can't wait to see what he does next!
BR: We will see if Hex wants to try again, but I'm afraid this is the end of her career.
The video cuts to Mr. Troy's office. He is sitting smirking at the screen.
MR. TROY: Tonight is a night of BIG ANNOUNCEMENTS. Tonight I want to announce a new blockbuster match for the Danger Zone Pay Per View!
The crowd roars.
MR. TROY: I have a cool idea to reward our hard working wrestlers and our fans. At Danger Zone, I am having an over the top battle royale for a shot at the TV title!
The crowd roars.
MR. TROY: You will have to wait for the card to be announced to see who is exactly in it, but generally speaking eligible competitors who have never held an AWS title who are not booked in other matches at Danger Zone will be entered! Watch the card for the lineup!
The scene fades to commercials...
MH: I can't wait to see what he does next!
BR: We will see if Hex wants to try again, but I'm afraid this is the end of her career.
The video cuts to Mr. Troy's office. He is sitting smirking at the screen.
MR. TROY: Tonight is a night of BIG ANNOUNCEMENTS. Tonight I want to announce a new blockbuster match for the Danger Zone Pay Per View!
The crowd roars.
MR. TROY: I have a cool idea to reward our hard working wrestlers and our fans. At Danger Zone, I am having an over the top battle royale for a shot at the TV title!
The crowd roars.
MR. TROY: You will have to wait for the card to be announced to see who is exactly in it, but generally speaking eligible competitors who have never held an AWS title who are not booked in other matches at Danger Zone will be entered! Watch the card for the lineup!
The scene fades to commercials...
ROSS RAINES VS THE PUNISHER VS ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
The lights dim inside the arena as the throbbing strings at the start of Queen's "The Show Must Go On" play through the arena. The lights softly strobe on and off, and the crowd rises to their feet electric to await the arrival of Ross Raines. After nearly ten seconds of strings...
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Freddy Mercury's voice booms through the arena and Ross Raines walks out onto the stage, lit up by the bright lights of the arena. He bounces back and forth on stage as the chorus goes on, soaking in a mixed reaction from the AWS fans. Finally, he storms down to the ring, eyes locked dead ahead on the ring. He climbs up the stairs, walking down the length of the apron and around to the other side. When he gets to that turnbuckle, he climbs up it and perches on the top rope. He stares out over the people as the music plays, soaking it all in for a minute.
RING ANNOUNCER: Making his way to the ring, from Acre, Ohio, weighing in at 265 pounds... ROSS RAINES!
BR: This man did very well last week, but came up short due to a few rookie mistakes.
MH: That's why this business is for real men... like myself, and not pretty boy TV stars that want to hang with the big boys.
Unknown Soldier hits and The Punisher comes out slowly. He appears as you can hear the crowds loudly cheering for him. His appearance is with a black t-shirt with a skull, black pants, and black boots. He slowly starts to walk and tries to stay focus on the ring while the people are trying to give him high fives. He walks on the stairs slowly and enters the ring. He gets in the middle and raise his arm up in the air as the crowds got louder than before and they chant Punish. He takes his shirt off and throws it in the crowd and waits for the match to start.
BR: This man got annihilated last week in his debut. He has an opportunity to get back on track tonight.
Owen Young's entrance is be fitting to that of a rock star. Strutting down toward the ring, blowing kisses to the fans and occasionally playing some air guitar, loud fireworks popping off all over the place as he does so.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is schedule for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!
BR: At first I wasn't sure about this guy, but even when he loses I dig his funky little style.
MH: He's a jackass with a big voice in a tiny, limp useless body.
BR: Like your penis?
MH: Ouch.
The three men circle one another as the bell sounds. The Punisher charges at Ross but Ross backdrops him out of the ring.
BR: Over the top! Punisher lands hard on the ground!
MH: Ross is so strong.
Owen leaps and tries to hit a cross body on Ross, but Ross catches him and nails a big powerslam into a cover.
One...
T-KICKOUT!
BR: A lot of guts from Owen.
Owen avoids a grapple by Ross and sweeps the legs. Owen stomps on Ross a few times and leaps off the second rope... THE LIONSAULT... no!
MH: Ross rolled out of the ring to avoid the Lionsault!
BR: Owen lands hard!
The Punisher comes up from behind and clubs Ross in the back of the head. Ross hits a back elbow and hoists him up in the air! POWERPLEX!
MH: Powerplex to Punisher on the outside!
BR: Ross rolls into the ring.
Owen hits a sliding kick on Ross as he enters the ring. Ross avoids a diving elbow and climbs to his feet. Ross nails a big clothesline on Owen. Owen stumbles up as Ross grapples the smaller man. Ross hoists him up and nails a big suplex!
MH: Bam!
Owen sits up but Ross grabs him and hoists him straight into the air! Ross nails a big POWERPLEX on Owen!
BR: Another Powerplex! Punisher is out cold on the outside still.
Ross hooks the legs!
One...
Two-KICKOUT!
MH: Two on Owen! How does that wimp kick out?
Ross Raines climbs to the top rope and tries to rally the crowd.
BR: I think he's going for his signature Cross Body!
Owen stands up and Ross leaps for the FLYING CROSS BODY! He catches Owen hard and pins him to the mat!
MH: Cover!
One...
Two...
THRE-ROPE BREAK!
BR: Owen with the rope break!
MH: It's hard to pin a worm to the ground, they are squiggly.
BR: Nonetheless impressive ring presence.
The Punisher slides in the ring but Owen is up and nails a SPINNING WHEEL KICK on The Punisher sending him back out of the ring. Owen ducks a lariat from Ross and nails THE ROCKSTAR KICK on Ross.
MH: Big kick!
Owen leaps off of the second rope going the THE LIONSAULT. No! Just after Owen leaps Ross leaps up and cocks his fist.... he catches Owen with a SUPERMAN PUNCH on Owen! Ross covers!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... ROSS RAINES!
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Freddy Mercury's voice booms through the arena and Ross Raines walks out onto the stage, lit up by the bright lights of the arena. He bounces back and forth on stage as the chorus goes on, soaking in a mixed reaction from the AWS fans. Finally, he storms down to the ring, eyes locked dead ahead on the ring. He climbs up the stairs, walking down the length of the apron and around to the other side. When he gets to that turnbuckle, he climbs up it and perches on the top rope. He stares out over the people as the music plays, soaking it all in for a minute.
RING ANNOUNCER: Making his way to the ring, from Acre, Ohio, weighing in at 265 pounds... ROSS RAINES!
BR: This man did very well last week, but came up short due to a few rookie mistakes.
MH: That's why this business is for real men... like myself, and not pretty boy TV stars that want to hang with the big boys.
Unknown Soldier hits and The Punisher comes out slowly. He appears as you can hear the crowds loudly cheering for him. His appearance is with a black t-shirt with a skull, black pants, and black boots. He slowly starts to walk and tries to stay focus on the ring while the people are trying to give him high fives. He walks on the stairs slowly and enters the ring. He gets in the middle and raise his arm up in the air as the crowds got louder than before and they chant Punish. He takes his shirt off and throws it in the crowd and waits for the match to start.
BR: This man got annihilated last week in his debut. He has an opportunity to get back on track tonight.
Owen Young's entrance is be fitting to that of a rock star. Strutting down toward the ring, blowing kisses to the fans and occasionally playing some air guitar, loud fireworks popping off all over the place as he does so.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is schedule for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!
BR: At first I wasn't sure about this guy, but even when he loses I dig his funky little style.
MH: He's a jackass with a big voice in a tiny, limp useless body.
BR: Like your penis?
MH: Ouch.
The three men circle one another as the bell sounds. The Punisher charges at Ross but Ross backdrops him out of the ring.
BR: Over the top! Punisher lands hard on the ground!
MH: Ross is so strong.
Owen leaps and tries to hit a cross body on Ross, but Ross catches him and nails a big powerslam into a cover.
One...
T-KICKOUT!
BR: A lot of guts from Owen.
Owen avoids a grapple by Ross and sweeps the legs. Owen stomps on Ross a few times and leaps off the second rope... THE LIONSAULT... no!
MH: Ross rolled out of the ring to avoid the Lionsault!
BR: Owen lands hard!
The Punisher comes up from behind and clubs Ross in the back of the head. Ross hits a back elbow and hoists him up in the air! POWERPLEX!
MH: Powerplex to Punisher on the outside!
BR: Ross rolls into the ring.
Owen hits a sliding kick on Ross as he enters the ring. Ross avoids a diving elbow and climbs to his feet. Ross nails a big clothesline on Owen. Owen stumbles up as Ross grapples the smaller man. Ross hoists him up and nails a big suplex!
MH: Bam!
Owen sits up but Ross grabs him and hoists him straight into the air! Ross nails a big POWERPLEX on Owen!
BR: Another Powerplex! Punisher is out cold on the outside still.
Ross hooks the legs!
One...
Two-KICKOUT!
MH: Two on Owen! How does that wimp kick out?
Ross Raines climbs to the top rope and tries to rally the crowd.
BR: I think he's going for his signature Cross Body!
Owen stands up and Ross leaps for the FLYING CROSS BODY! He catches Owen hard and pins him to the mat!
MH: Cover!
One...
Two...
THRE-ROPE BREAK!
BR: Owen with the rope break!
MH: It's hard to pin a worm to the ground, they are squiggly.
BR: Nonetheless impressive ring presence.
The Punisher slides in the ring but Owen is up and nails a SPINNING WHEEL KICK on The Punisher sending him back out of the ring. Owen ducks a lariat from Ross and nails THE ROCKSTAR KICK on Ross.
MH: Big kick!
Owen leaps off of the second rope going the THE LIONSAULT. No! Just after Owen leaps Ross leaps up and cocks his fist.... he catches Owen with a SUPERMAN PUNCH on Owen! Ross covers!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... ROSS RAINES!
WINNER: ROSS RAINES
BR: Ross with his first win tonight!
MH: This is going to go straight to his already over inflated head.
BR: I would think he may be one of the favorites in the TV title battle royale if he is lucky enough to be entered.
MH: Surely they wouldn't do that to us.
BR: Ross still isn't past making rookie mistakes but the kid seems to learn fast and I just dig the guy.
MH: He's still swimming with the small fish. Time will tell.
The scene cuts backstage to the World' champ's groups luxury private locker room. The scene pans to show the General Manager talking to Liam who is sitting on a bench taping his wrist.
ALISTAIR MASON: Okay, so that's the plan for that tub of shit that is our "lord". Now... last week I told you that I had a surprise for you Steele.
Steele walks over and leans against the wall.
ALISTAIR MASON: I have been very impressed with you since you have aligned with our World champ Liam. You seem like you have picked up your game and I fell in love with your dirty disgusting ass when you broke Matthias' wrist and put him out of action.
Steele twists his neck around unsure of where Alistair is going.
ALISTAIR MASON: Well, after Jon won the Intercontinental title we have been looking for a worthy contender and luckily that idiot from The Anarchy... Anomaly... flaked out. What I don't like is that Anomaly and Rocks may be in cahoots now.
Steele seems to be losing interest.
ALISTAIR MASON: Hey... look at me. I'm giving you a BIG reward you fool. Since you were able to take care of a BIG PROBLEM in Matthias for me... you deserve a BIG REWARD. So, next week... at Danger Zone... it will be Joseph Steele... versus Jon Rocks.... FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE!
Steele's eyes light up like a little child.
ALISTAIR MASON: You better prepare and study.
The scene fades to commercials...
MH: This is going to go straight to his already over inflated head.
BR: I would think he may be one of the favorites in the TV title battle royale if he is lucky enough to be entered.
MH: Surely they wouldn't do that to us.
BR: Ross still isn't past making rookie mistakes but the kid seems to learn fast and I just dig the guy.
MH: He's still swimming with the small fish. Time will tell.
The scene cuts backstage to the World' champ's groups luxury private locker room. The scene pans to show the General Manager talking to Liam who is sitting on a bench taping his wrist.
ALISTAIR MASON: Okay, so that's the plan for that tub of shit that is our "lord". Now... last week I told you that I had a surprise for you Steele.
Steele walks over and leans against the wall.
ALISTAIR MASON: I have been very impressed with you since you have aligned with our World champ Liam. You seem like you have picked up your game and I fell in love with your dirty disgusting ass when you broke Matthias' wrist and put him out of action.
Steele twists his neck around unsure of where Alistair is going.
ALISTAIR MASON: Well, after Jon won the Intercontinental title we have been looking for a worthy contender and luckily that idiot from The Anarchy... Anomaly... flaked out. What I don't like is that Anomaly and Rocks may be in cahoots now.
Steele seems to be losing interest.
ALISTAIR MASON: Hey... look at me. I'm giving you a BIG reward you fool. Since you were able to take care of a BIG PROBLEM in Matthias for me... you deserve a BIG REWARD. So, next week... at Danger Zone... it will be Joseph Steele... versus Jon Rocks.... FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE!
Steele's eyes light up like a little child.
ALISTAIR MASON: You better prepare and study.
The scene fades to commercials...
HARDCORE MATCH MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY VS SAMUEL HYDE
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Hardcore rules match. Introducing first, from London, England, weighing in at 250 pounds... Mycroft Alistair Charlesworthy!!!
Vivaldi - Classic Music Dubstep hits over the sounds system and a horse drawn carriage enters the arena, Lemmings, Mycroft's butler, steps off of the riding area and opens the door amid the boos from the fans. Just as Mycroft is exiting the carriage, a black sedan, sqealing tires and all, hits the entrance ramp and heads straight for the carriage.
BR: What in the sam hell..
MH: Sam Hyde is more like it!
BR: Good god, you're right! That's the black sedan he dubbed "The Hearse" earlier this week!
MH: Look out, MAC!!!
Mycroft and Lemmings can barely hear the car barreling towards them due to the roar of the crowd. Hyde slams into the back of the carriage, spooking the horses, and sends Lemmings diving over the barricade to avoid being run down.
BR: Sam Hyde may have just ended this match before it begins!
MH: Well... it is hardcore rules.
BR: This is more like assault rules.
MH: Someone check on Mycroft, damnit!
Hyde hops out of the black sedan and admires his handy work for a moment. Hyde then rips through the wreckage to find the nearly unconscious body of Mycroft. Sam drags MAC out of the wreckage and tosses him into the barricade, face first.
BR: We're going to need paramedics on stand by for this match.
MH: What happens if someone dies in our ring?
BR: Who knows Michael.... and it looks like Hyde is finally going to move this to the ring.
Hyde lays the boots to the mid-section of MAC before grabbing him by the hair and dragging him to the ring. Hyde rolls him into the ring and slides in under the bottom rope himself. The ref rings the bell to officially start the match. Hyde grabs MAC and whips him to the corner following up with a huge running forearm sending Mycroft into the air and down to the mat. Hyde violently begins kicking at Mycroft who is down on the mat.
MH: Kick him while he's down! That's the only way to kick someone!
BR: Seriously? What class.
Hyde turns and runs towards the ropes and returns landing in a quick legdrop to the throat of MAC. Cover by the newest member of Anarchy...
One...
Two....
KICKOUT!
MH: Surprised MAC was able to kick out. That was a hell of a shot he took from The Hearse earlier!
BR: Hyde pulls MAC back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Hyde catches him in a sleeper hold and then drops to the mat with huge impact.
MAC is stomping on the chest of MAC. MAC is trying to push the feet of Hyde away but Sam grabs his leg and drops an elbow to the knee. Hyde backs up and goes for a full momentum kick to the back, but Mycroft moves out of the way and sweeps the leg of Hyde. Mycroft drops a quick elbow to the chest of Hyde, and MAC gets up quickly and drops another elbow to the heart of Hyde!
MH: NICE! GO MAC!
Mycroft gets to his feet after the two elbow drops, and he grabs Hyde by the hair, pulling him to his feet as well. MAC whips Hyde into the ropes, but Hyde reverses it, Mycroft bounces off the ropes, Hyde goes for a clothesline, NO! Mycroft ducks under it... MAC hits the ropes again and with a ton of a momentum... BANK ROLL!
BR: That's the one-armed swinging neckbreaker he calls the BANK ROLL!
MH: That's it!
One...
Two...
TH-KICKOUT!!!
BR: So close!
MH: Mycroft doesn't look happy with the referee...
Mycroft pushes the ref aside and he exits the ring. MAC looks under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair and he tosses it into the ring, narrowly missing hitting Hyde in the process. Mycroft tosses in several more steel chairs before climbing back into the ring. Hyde uses the ropes to climb back to his feet, and Sam charges at Mycroft. MAC side steps and sends Hyde to the ropes. Hyde rebounds. MAC attempts to throw a punch, but Hyde reverses it...
BR: Is that a chicken wing?
MH: No... ohh.. backbreaker!
BR: He calls that BAD NEWS!
MH: And I'm afraid MAC might get some right here...
One...
Two...
TH-NOOOO!!
BR: Kickout by Mycroft!
MH: Another near fall!
Hyde looks around the ring at the chairs after the near fall, Hyde gets to his feet, and grabs one of the chairs. Sam waits for Mycroft to get his feet...
SMACK!
SMACK!
BR: Two chair shots right to the face!
MH: That's better than the shots to the face I've heard you take...
BR: Whoa! Line crossed, you bastard!
Hyde laughs and covers MAC.
One...
Two...
THRE-NOOOO!
BR: Shoulder up!
Hyde picks up Mycroft who seems to be leaking a bit of blood at this point from the chair shots, and whips him into the ropes, Mycroft ducks under a clothesline again and bounces off the ropes.... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!! Both men fall to the mat in agony.
The two men finally get back to their feet, albeit wearily. Hyde charges MAC once more. He slides under the legs of MAC and drop kicks out the knees. MAC falls to his knees in agony.
MH: This is sick! Who thought this match would turn out like this?!
BR: I DID!
MH: Surrreee.....
Both men lying in the ring. The ref pushes the chairs to outside as both men take another moment to regain their wind. Both men begin to get to their feet. MAC attempts to charge at Hyde but his knee prevents him from doing so. Hyde turns to MAC who is on his knees. Hyde backhands MAC knocking a bit more blood out. Hyde takes off running to the opposite side of the ring, Bounces off returns to the other side, bounces off and Nails MAC quickly with a forearm smash. Blood from MAC sprays all over the front row. Sam grabs him.... BRIMSTONE BOMB! NO! MAC counters into a snap DDT!!!
BR: Hyde makes a cover....
One...
Two....
THR-NO!!!
BR: Shoulder up!
MH: GOOD LORD! The fans are getting their money worth.
Mycroft gets a sick smile on his face and he heads back to the wreckage of the carriage he was in earlier. Searching through the ruins he locates a huge glass bottle of salt...
MH: Tables are turned now, Hyde!
BR: And Mycroft is headed back to the ring with that nearly 15 pound glass bottle of salt...
Mycroft slides into the ring and Sam makes it to his feet just in time...
BR: MY GOD!! HE SHATTERED THE GLASS BOTTLE OVER HIS HEAD!
MH: Blood and Salt... everywhere...
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
BR: Well the AWS faithful are certainly vocal.
MH: Make the cover Mycroft!
Mycroft picks up Sam and kicks him in the gut and backs up.
BR: Oh no...
INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY! Bam! He nails it. Sam falls on the salt and MAC makes the cover...
One...
Two...
THRE-NO! NO! KICKOUT!
MH: Kickout! Kickout!
BR: No one kicks out of the Investment Opportunity!?
Both men get up slowly, clearly exhausted. Out no nowhere Sam gets a burst of maniac energy and grabs MAC... he nails a MENTALITY!
MH: Mentality! That's got to be it!
Sam smirks and walks over to the apparently knocked out MAC. He leans in to make the cover...
But just as he leans in MAC springs his eyes open and wraps Sam up with a small package... holding the tights for leverage.
BR: Roll up! Roll up with the tights!
One...
Two...
THREE! KICKOUT!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... MYCROFT ALISTAIR MASON!
Vivaldi - Classic Music Dubstep hits over the sounds system and a horse drawn carriage enters the arena, Lemmings, Mycroft's butler, steps off of the riding area and opens the door amid the boos from the fans. Just as Mycroft is exiting the carriage, a black sedan, sqealing tires and all, hits the entrance ramp and heads straight for the carriage.
BR: What in the sam hell..
MH: Sam Hyde is more like it!
BR: Good god, you're right! That's the black sedan he dubbed "The Hearse" earlier this week!
MH: Look out, MAC!!!
Mycroft and Lemmings can barely hear the car barreling towards them due to the roar of the crowd. Hyde slams into the back of the carriage, spooking the horses, and sends Lemmings diving over the barricade to avoid being run down.
BR: Sam Hyde may have just ended this match before it begins!
MH: Well... it is hardcore rules.
BR: This is more like assault rules.
MH: Someone check on Mycroft, damnit!
Hyde hops out of the black sedan and admires his handy work for a moment. Hyde then rips through the wreckage to find the nearly unconscious body of Mycroft. Sam drags MAC out of the wreckage and tosses him into the barricade, face first.
BR: We're going to need paramedics on stand by for this match.
MH: What happens if someone dies in our ring?
BR: Who knows Michael.... and it looks like Hyde is finally going to move this to the ring.
Hyde lays the boots to the mid-section of MAC before grabbing him by the hair and dragging him to the ring. Hyde rolls him into the ring and slides in under the bottom rope himself. The ref rings the bell to officially start the match. Hyde grabs MAC and whips him to the corner following up with a huge running forearm sending Mycroft into the air and down to the mat. Hyde violently begins kicking at Mycroft who is down on the mat.
MH: Kick him while he's down! That's the only way to kick someone!
BR: Seriously? What class.
Hyde turns and runs towards the ropes and returns landing in a quick legdrop to the throat of MAC. Cover by the newest member of Anarchy...
One...
Two....
KICKOUT!
MH: Surprised MAC was able to kick out. That was a hell of a shot he took from The Hearse earlier!
BR: Hyde pulls MAC back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Hyde catches him in a sleeper hold and then drops to the mat with huge impact.
MAC is stomping on the chest of MAC. MAC is trying to push the feet of Hyde away but Sam grabs his leg and drops an elbow to the knee. Hyde backs up and goes for a full momentum kick to the back, but Mycroft moves out of the way and sweeps the leg of Hyde. Mycroft drops a quick elbow to the chest of Hyde, and MAC gets up quickly and drops another elbow to the heart of Hyde!
MH: NICE! GO MAC!
Mycroft gets to his feet after the two elbow drops, and he grabs Hyde by the hair, pulling him to his feet as well. MAC whips Hyde into the ropes, but Hyde reverses it, Mycroft bounces off the ropes, Hyde goes for a clothesline, NO! Mycroft ducks under it... MAC hits the ropes again and with a ton of a momentum... BANK ROLL!
BR: That's the one-armed swinging neckbreaker he calls the BANK ROLL!
MH: That's it!
One...
Two...
TH-KICKOUT!!!
BR: So close!
MH: Mycroft doesn't look happy with the referee...
Mycroft pushes the ref aside and he exits the ring. MAC looks under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair and he tosses it into the ring, narrowly missing hitting Hyde in the process. Mycroft tosses in several more steel chairs before climbing back into the ring. Hyde uses the ropes to climb back to his feet, and Sam charges at Mycroft. MAC side steps and sends Hyde to the ropes. Hyde rebounds. MAC attempts to throw a punch, but Hyde reverses it...
BR: Is that a chicken wing?
MH: No... ohh.. backbreaker!
BR: He calls that BAD NEWS!
MH: And I'm afraid MAC might get some right here...
One...
Two...
TH-NOOOO!!
BR: Kickout by Mycroft!
MH: Another near fall!
Hyde looks around the ring at the chairs after the near fall, Hyde gets to his feet, and grabs one of the chairs. Sam waits for Mycroft to get his feet...
SMACK!
SMACK!
BR: Two chair shots right to the face!
MH: That's better than the shots to the face I've heard you take...
BR: Whoa! Line crossed, you bastard!
Hyde laughs and covers MAC.
One...
Two...
THRE-NOOOO!
BR: Shoulder up!
Hyde picks up Mycroft who seems to be leaking a bit of blood at this point from the chair shots, and whips him into the ropes, Mycroft ducks under a clothesline again and bounces off the ropes.... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!! Both men fall to the mat in agony.
The two men finally get back to their feet, albeit wearily. Hyde charges MAC once more. He slides under the legs of MAC and drop kicks out the knees. MAC falls to his knees in agony.
MH: This is sick! Who thought this match would turn out like this?!
BR: I DID!
MH: Surrreee.....
Both men lying in the ring. The ref pushes the chairs to outside as both men take another moment to regain their wind. Both men begin to get to their feet. MAC attempts to charge at Hyde but his knee prevents him from doing so. Hyde turns to MAC who is on his knees. Hyde backhands MAC knocking a bit more blood out. Hyde takes off running to the opposite side of the ring, Bounces off returns to the other side, bounces off and Nails MAC quickly with a forearm smash. Blood from MAC sprays all over the front row. Sam grabs him.... BRIMSTONE BOMB! NO! MAC counters into a snap DDT!!!
BR: Hyde makes a cover....
One...
Two....
THR-NO!!!
BR: Shoulder up!
MH: GOOD LORD! The fans are getting their money worth.
Mycroft gets a sick smile on his face and he heads back to the wreckage of the carriage he was in earlier. Searching through the ruins he locates a huge glass bottle of salt...
MH: Tables are turned now, Hyde!
BR: And Mycroft is headed back to the ring with that nearly 15 pound glass bottle of salt...
Mycroft slides into the ring and Sam makes it to his feet just in time...
BR: MY GOD!! HE SHATTERED THE GLASS BOTTLE OVER HIS HEAD!
MH: Blood and Salt... everywhere...
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
BR: Well the AWS faithful are certainly vocal.
MH: Make the cover Mycroft!
Mycroft picks up Sam and kicks him in the gut and backs up.
BR: Oh no...
INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY! Bam! He nails it. Sam falls on the salt and MAC makes the cover...
One...
Two...
THRE-NO! NO! KICKOUT!
MH: Kickout! Kickout!
BR: No one kicks out of the Investment Opportunity!?
Both men get up slowly, clearly exhausted. Out no nowhere Sam gets a burst of maniac energy and grabs MAC... he nails a MENTALITY!
MH: Mentality! That's got to be it!
Sam smirks and walks over to the apparently knocked out MAC. He leans in to make the cover...
But just as he leans in MAC springs his eyes open and wraps Sam up with a small package... holding the tights for leverage.
BR: Roll up! Roll up with the tights!
One...
Two...
THREE! KICKOUT!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... MYCROFT ALISTAIR MASON!
WINNER: MYCROFT ALISTAIR MASON
BR: He kicked out, but it was after the three!
MH: I love a cheap roll up finish!
Rory Blaze storms down the ramp and slides into the tackling Samuel Hyde to the ground! Blaze's hometown crowd goes crazy with a mixed reaction for their hometown native.
BR: He warned them he was coming and he is here and on FIRE!
MAC, who has rolled to the outside slowly makes his way to his feet. Blaze whips Hyde into the ropes and it's reversed! Blaze comes back and ducks a clothesline then jumps over the top rope and hits a huge splash, taking MAC out!
MH: Rory Blaze is a man possessed! He's got a chair!
Blaze slides back into the ring and Hyde rushes, Blaze throws the chair to him and he catches it full steam ahead! Blaze hits a dropkick to Hyde's knee landing him in a face plant on the chair! He's busted open! Blaze poses to the crowds delight, surprisingly!
BR: Rory is celebrating and doesn't see MAC with that Kendo stick! Rory watch it!
MAC swings full force and slams Rory in the face with kendo stick! Blaze shakes it off!
BR: Blaze is not phased! This is HARDCORE and he is the Hardcore Champion!
MAC takes another swing and misses...SUPERKICK dead on the mark and Blaze is smiling, busted open, but smiling! The energy is off the charts as Mr. Troy comes out on the ramp...
MR. TROY: Rory, up here! That was impressive, you took out two men, that gives me an idea. You've been Hardcore Champion for a while and as you know, Samuel Hyde has earned a shot at your title by winning the number one contendership. But, but, Mycroft has proven to be a contender by defeating you last week and Sam here tonight... so I have an idea.
MH: I don't like it when this senile fool has ideas...
MR. TROY: So, man, here's how it's going to play out. At Danger Zone it will be Mycroft Alistair Mason versus Samuel Hyde versus Rory Blaze for the Hardcore title!
BR: WHAT!?
MR. TROY: Here's where the fun part is. This is going to be an ELIMINATION BURIED ALIVE MATCH!
MH: Holy god!
MR. TROY: Two graves... the last man standing will walk out the Hardcore champion.
Blaze smiles in the ring and points to his two downed opponents while holding the Hardcore title high as the scene fades to commercials.
MH: I love a cheap roll up finish!
Rory Blaze storms down the ramp and slides into the tackling Samuel Hyde to the ground! Blaze's hometown crowd goes crazy with a mixed reaction for their hometown native.
BR: He warned them he was coming and he is here and on FIRE!
MAC, who has rolled to the outside slowly makes his way to his feet. Blaze whips Hyde into the ropes and it's reversed! Blaze comes back and ducks a clothesline then jumps over the top rope and hits a huge splash, taking MAC out!
MH: Rory Blaze is a man possessed! He's got a chair!
Blaze slides back into the ring and Hyde rushes, Blaze throws the chair to him and he catches it full steam ahead! Blaze hits a dropkick to Hyde's knee landing him in a face plant on the chair! He's busted open! Blaze poses to the crowds delight, surprisingly!
BR: Rory is celebrating and doesn't see MAC with that Kendo stick! Rory watch it!
MAC swings full force and slams Rory in the face with kendo stick! Blaze shakes it off!
BR: Blaze is not phased! This is HARDCORE and he is the Hardcore Champion!
MAC takes another swing and misses...SUPERKICK dead on the mark and Blaze is smiling, busted open, but smiling! The energy is off the charts as Mr. Troy comes out on the ramp...
MR. TROY: Rory, up here! That was impressive, you took out two men, that gives me an idea. You've been Hardcore Champion for a while and as you know, Samuel Hyde has earned a shot at your title by winning the number one contendership. But, but, Mycroft has proven to be a contender by defeating you last week and Sam here tonight... so I have an idea.
MH: I don't like it when this senile fool has ideas...
MR. TROY: So, man, here's how it's going to play out. At Danger Zone it will be Mycroft Alistair Mason versus Samuel Hyde versus Rory Blaze for the Hardcore title!
BR: WHAT!?
MR. TROY: Here's where the fun part is. This is going to be an ELIMINATION BURIED ALIVE MATCH!
MH: Holy god!
MR. TROY: Two graves... the last man standing will walk out the Hardcore champion.
Blaze smiles in the ring and points to his two downed opponents while holding the Hardcore title high as the scene fades to commercials.
JAKE ADONIS VS LORD VELVET
SINGLES MATCH
Jake's Entrance video fills the television screen. Jake is staring into a mirror, and as the glass cracks in the music we see that there is no smile on his face today. The camera then shifts to the ramp, where Jake Adonis comes out. He saunters out to the ramp and holds up his hands, his fingers forming a J and an A together. Pyro goes off and then he makes his way down to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a part of the PICK YOUR POISON stipulation for Black Velvet and Liam McAllister. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 245lbs, from Las Vegas, Nevada... JAKE ADONIS!
BR: Here comes one half of the Tag Team champions!
MH: I hope these guys tear each other apart!
Black Velvet’s music hits but he walks out onto the ramp without his usual women. He’s holding a microphone... interrupting the Ring Announcers introduction.
BLACK VELVET: Jakey baby, before we do this, I need to say sorry to you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you she was your daughter. It was wrong of me to keep something like that from you. I know this won’t make up for it, but... I’m gonna let you announce Liam’s opponent for tonight. You know who it is.
BR: If I were these men... I don't know. I wouldn't fight my brother.
Black Velvet walks to the ring and rolls in, offering a hug to Jake. Jake reluctantly accepts.
The GM's music hits over the sound system and Alistair Mason heads out on the ramp, turning Velvet and Adonis' attention to the rampway.
ALISTAIR MASON: Fellas, fellas... Before you start... I just wanted to make sure we have a clean fight here. I wouldn't want some brotherly forfeit to end the AWS' ratings bonanza that we've been having lately... plus I love drama. This match WILL happen... you WILL NOT lay down for each other...
Velvet and Jake glance at each other and back at Mason.
ALISTAIR: There will be no countouts... No disqualifications... there MUST be a winner!
Velvet and Jake again glance at each other.
ALISTAIR: And if you try and lay down for one another tonight... Velvet loses his chance to fight Liam at Danger Zone!!!!!
They back up and the bell rings. The two men lock up, Velvet quickly forcing Jake into the corner. Velvet breaks the hold before the ref can even begin counting.
BR: Oh my! If one man voluntairily gives the win to the other... Lord Velvet will LOSE his World title shot for Danger Zone next week!
BR: There might even be too much respect between these two men here tonight.
MH: This is disgusting. It’s supposed to be a wrestling match, not a respect off.
Jake charges at Velvet and sticks his foot on Velvet’s stomach, intending for an enzuigiri, but Velvet ducks underneath it. Velvet bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Jake ducks underneath that as well. Jake jumps in the air for a drop kick but Velvet grabs onto the ropes and Jake misses, landing on his feet. Velvet picks Jake up for a powerslam, but Jake uses the momentum to flip out of it, landing on his feet.
MH: They haven’t done a single damn thing to each other this whole match.
BR: It’s kind of hard when you know exactly what your opponent is going to do.
Jake turns and aims for a WORLDS SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSEKICK!
BR: NO! That was close!
Velvet catches the leg and lifts Jake off of his feet, but Jake flips off and lands on his feet again. Velvet follows the momentum and catches Jake and throws him with a belly to belly suplex!
MH: Finally some damage done here!
BR: That’s a move not usually in Velvet’s repertoire, I think that’s why Jake wasn’t able to counter it.
Velvet stands Jake up and dusts off his shoulders, Jake jumps up and wraps his legs around Velvet’s neck, throwing him with a hurricanrana!
BR: Woah look at the big man fly!
MH: Jake took a page from the book Velvet just wrote, using a move he normally doesn’t!
This time it’s Jake who stands up Velvet, and brushes off his shoulders. Velvet smiles and rubs his chin.
BR: You got to love how much pride these two men have in each other, it’s kind of…
MH: It’s kind of disgusting, is what it is.
They lock up again in the ring, and Velvet again powers Jake into the corner, but this time holds him there and hits a few slaps to the chest. Jake winces and cries out on each one, Velvet’s hands being the size of dinner plates. Velvet moves and Jake falls out of the corner. Velvet looks at the top rope.
BR: Oh no. Oh no. Oh no!
MH: OH YEAH! Squash him!
Velvet climbs the ropes, and turns around. Jake kips up and jumps onto the turnbuckle with Velvet. Velvet tries to fight out of it but Jake manages to use the momentum to throw Velvet back with a vicious super back suplex!
The two men crash into the ring, Velvet not moving much, Jake squirming on the ground from the effort it took to lift Velvet.
BR: That was a huge counter by Jake, can he follow up on it?
Jake crawls over to Velvet and covers him with an arm.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!
MH: NO! Velvet kicks out with authority at 2.9! That was a close one!
Jake gets to his feet and makes his JA symbol with his hands, signaling for the World’s Sexiest Roundhousekick. Velvet slowly stirs to his feet, but instead of going for the kick, Jake grabs Velvet’s arm WORTHY OF MY BOOT!
BR: That’s Jake’s unique Foot in Mouth Jawbreaker, we haven’t seen him do it much, so it caught Velvet off guard.
Jake climbs the ropes and looks backward over his shoulder. He throws his hands up again. Velvet slowly gets to his feet without Jake realizing as Jake goes for the ADONIS ARROW! NO!
MH: VELVET CAUGHT HIM!
BR: KING SIZE CRUSH!
Velvet plants Jake with the huge King Size Crush, and covers.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!
BR: NO! Jake gets his foot on the ropes at the last second. What a classic match these two are putting on here.
THIS IS AWESOME!
THIS IS AWESOME!
The crowd starts to chant as the two men rise to their feet and turn to each other.
MH: Which brother will prevail?
Out of nowhere "Money For Nothing" hits over the audio system both Adonis and Jake stop and get in a fighting stance facing the ramp.
BR: What's the World champ up to?
Liam McAllister comes flying from behind the announcers table with a chair! Liam leaps to the apron.
MH: Remember... no disqualifications!
BR: God damnit!
Jake turns around and charges Liam, but Liam ducks and swings the chair like a baseball bat... CRACK! Adonis goes down! Liam climbs in the ring.
MH: There is NOTHING the ref can do!
Liam charges Velvet, but Velvet scoops him up like smooth butter on top of his shoulders...
BR: KING SIZE CRUSH!
MH: No! No! No!
Before he can nail his finish Liam slides out and nails Velvet in the head with the chair. Liam drags the limp body of Adonis over Velvet.
Liam smirks and heads up the ramp, not even glancing back.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... JAKE ADONIS!
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a part of the PICK YOUR POISON stipulation for Black Velvet and Liam McAllister. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 245lbs, from Las Vegas, Nevada... JAKE ADONIS!
BR: Here comes one half of the Tag Team champions!
MH: I hope these guys tear each other apart!
Black Velvet’s music hits but he walks out onto the ramp without his usual women. He’s holding a microphone... interrupting the Ring Announcers introduction.
BLACK VELVET: Jakey baby, before we do this, I need to say sorry to you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you she was your daughter. It was wrong of me to keep something like that from you. I know this won’t make up for it, but... I’m gonna let you announce Liam’s opponent for tonight. You know who it is.
BR: If I were these men... I don't know. I wouldn't fight my brother.
Black Velvet walks to the ring and rolls in, offering a hug to Jake. Jake reluctantly accepts.
The GM's music hits over the sound system and Alistair Mason heads out on the ramp, turning Velvet and Adonis' attention to the rampway.
ALISTAIR MASON: Fellas, fellas... Before you start... I just wanted to make sure we have a clean fight here. I wouldn't want some brotherly forfeit to end the AWS' ratings bonanza that we've been having lately... plus I love drama. This match WILL happen... you WILL NOT lay down for each other...
Velvet and Jake glance at each other and back at Mason.
ALISTAIR: There will be no countouts... No disqualifications... there MUST be a winner!
Velvet and Jake again glance at each other.
ALISTAIR: And if you try and lay down for one another tonight... Velvet loses his chance to fight Liam at Danger Zone!!!!!
They back up and the bell rings. The two men lock up, Velvet quickly forcing Jake into the corner. Velvet breaks the hold before the ref can even begin counting.
BR: Oh my! If one man voluntairily gives the win to the other... Lord Velvet will LOSE his World title shot for Danger Zone next week!
BR: There might even be too much respect between these two men here tonight.
MH: This is disgusting. It’s supposed to be a wrestling match, not a respect off.
Jake charges at Velvet and sticks his foot on Velvet’s stomach, intending for an enzuigiri, but Velvet ducks underneath it. Velvet bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Jake ducks underneath that as well. Jake jumps in the air for a drop kick but Velvet grabs onto the ropes and Jake misses, landing on his feet. Velvet picks Jake up for a powerslam, but Jake uses the momentum to flip out of it, landing on his feet.
MH: They haven’t done a single damn thing to each other this whole match.
BR: It’s kind of hard when you know exactly what your opponent is going to do.
Jake turns and aims for a WORLDS SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSEKICK!
BR: NO! That was close!
Velvet catches the leg and lifts Jake off of his feet, but Jake flips off and lands on his feet again. Velvet follows the momentum and catches Jake and throws him with a belly to belly suplex!
MH: Finally some damage done here!
BR: That’s a move not usually in Velvet’s repertoire, I think that’s why Jake wasn’t able to counter it.
Velvet stands Jake up and dusts off his shoulders, Jake jumps up and wraps his legs around Velvet’s neck, throwing him with a hurricanrana!
BR: Woah look at the big man fly!
MH: Jake took a page from the book Velvet just wrote, using a move he normally doesn’t!
This time it’s Jake who stands up Velvet, and brushes off his shoulders. Velvet smiles and rubs his chin.
BR: You got to love how much pride these two men have in each other, it’s kind of…
MH: It’s kind of disgusting, is what it is.
They lock up again in the ring, and Velvet again powers Jake into the corner, but this time holds him there and hits a few slaps to the chest. Jake winces and cries out on each one, Velvet’s hands being the size of dinner plates. Velvet moves and Jake falls out of the corner. Velvet looks at the top rope.
BR: Oh no. Oh no. Oh no!
MH: OH YEAH! Squash him!
Velvet climbs the ropes, and turns around. Jake kips up and jumps onto the turnbuckle with Velvet. Velvet tries to fight out of it but Jake manages to use the momentum to throw Velvet back with a vicious super back suplex!
The two men crash into the ring, Velvet not moving much, Jake squirming on the ground from the effort it took to lift Velvet.
BR: That was a huge counter by Jake, can he follow up on it?
Jake crawls over to Velvet and covers him with an arm.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!
MH: NO! Velvet kicks out with authority at 2.9! That was a close one!
Jake gets to his feet and makes his JA symbol with his hands, signaling for the World’s Sexiest Roundhousekick. Velvet slowly stirs to his feet, but instead of going for the kick, Jake grabs Velvet’s arm WORTHY OF MY BOOT!
BR: That’s Jake’s unique Foot in Mouth Jawbreaker, we haven’t seen him do it much, so it caught Velvet off guard.
Jake climbs the ropes and looks backward over his shoulder. He throws his hands up again. Velvet slowly gets to his feet without Jake realizing as Jake goes for the ADONIS ARROW! NO!
MH: VELVET CAUGHT HIM!
BR: KING SIZE CRUSH!
Velvet plants Jake with the huge King Size Crush, and covers.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!
BR: NO! Jake gets his foot on the ropes at the last second. What a classic match these two are putting on here.
THIS IS AWESOME!
THIS IS AWESOME!
The crowd starts to chant as the two men rise to their feet and turn to each other.
MH: Which brother will prevail?
Out of nowhere "Money For Nothing" hits over the audio system both Adonis and Jake stop and get in a fighting stance facing the ramp.
BR: What's the World champ up to?
Liam McAllister comes flying from behind the announcers table with a chair! Liam leaps to the apron.
MH: Remember... no disqualifications!
BR: God damnit!
Jake turns around and charges Liam, but Liam ducks and swings the chair like a baseball bat... CRACK! Adonis goes down! Liam climbs in the ring.
MH: There is NOTHING the ref can do!
Liam charges Velvet, but Velvet scoops him up like smooth butter on top of his shoulders...
BR: KING SIZE CRUSH!
MH: No! No! No!
Before he can nail his finish Liam slides out and nails Velvet in the head with the chair. Liam drags the limp body of Adonis over Velvet.
Liam smirks and heads up the ramp, not even glancing back.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... JAKE ADONIS!
WINNER: JAKE ADONIS
BR: Well, Adonis gets the win over the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight title... because of Liam. I wonder who would win between Adonis and Velvet in a fair one on one?
MH: I don't know but I think Liam is a genius!
BR: Genius my ass... more like a screwjob.
MH: Can't blame Liam for softening up his competition before Danger Zone!
The scene cuts to the parking lot showing a non-descript black limo sitting in the parking lot idling...
BR: Who is that?
MH: I don't know...
The scene cuts to commercials...
MH: I don't know but I think Liam is a genius!
BR: Genius my ass... more like a screwjob.
MH: Can't blame Liam for softening up his competition before Danger Zone!
The scene cuts to the parking lot showing a non-descript black limo sitting in the parking lot idling...
BR: Who is that?
MH: I don't know...
The scene cuts to commercials...
QUINLAN QUAIL VS CHRISTINE(C)
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Quinlan dances to the ring, skipping and swaying happily. His bulk sways side to side, almost like a metronome. It's a wonder that he is able to move, being as heavy and fat as he is, but surprisingly he handles himself with ease. Master Seafood follows along, waiting at ringside.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit, and it is for the AWS Television Championship. Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 1000 pounds, hailing from Des Moines, Iowa... QUINLAN QUAIL!
BR: The big... and I mean BIG man has earned a second shot at the TV title tonight.
MH: I know Rocky is gunning for Christine as well. He can't be happy about the oversight.
The opening keys of "Big Bad Wolf" start to play as the arena lights go out and the stage lights flicker on and off. The opening lines play through as flashes of the stage lights show a silhouette off a woman fending off various attackers. As the tempo builds and the tune hits a climax, all the lights come back on and Christine is on the stage, looking down, her hair dripping wet and draped over, covering her face. After a few seconds, she flips her head and hair back as she walks down the ramp. The audience boos her as she makes her way to the ring, but she is unmoved by their actions. She slides into the ring with no show or fanfare of any kind, simply looking to the ref, tests the ropes a little and goes to her corner warming up for the match.
RING ANNOUNCER: And introducing the opponent, she is the current AWS Television champion, hailing from Oakland, California, weighing in at 160 pounds... CHRISTINE!
BR: This woman has been quite a force in the AWS. She fights with such passion that I can't see how she doesn't get plain burned out?
MH: Not everyone gets winded lacing their shoes like you do, Buddy. This is an important title defense for her.
Quinlan Quail paces back and forth in the ring and beats at his face with his hands.
BR: It’s clear that Quinlan is ready for action here tonight.
MH: I still don’t understand how he moves. Oh man there is a big-fight feel here tonight.
BR: Quinlan Quail wants that title.
MH: Christine beat him fair and square!
BR: Only by a count out! She proved nothing, that’s why Quinlan was granted this rematch.
On the top of the ramp Christine removes the belt from her waist and holds it high in the air proudly. The crowd boos and Quinlan once again begins to smack and paw at his face, looking like a bull about to charge. Christine points from Quinlan to the belt and then wags her finger back and forth at him. She throws the belt to the side and puts her fists up ready for a fight.
Quinlan charges at her, unable to contain his fury any longer. Christine leaps into the air, taking advantage of the higher ground of the ramp to do a hand-stand flip over the massive Quinlan. She quickly sprints and slides into the ring.
MH: What athletic ability!
Quinlan ignores Christine for the moment and waddles over to the championship she threw to the side. He gingerly picks it up and holds it in his massive hands. The crowd roars for him and he holds it in the air. In the ring Christine rolls her eyes and motions for the referee to ring the bell, but he won’t without Quinlan in the ring.
Quinlan walks back to the ring with the title in his hands, holding it reverently out in front of him. He gets into the ring and snarls at Christine, literally biting at her. He hands the referee the title belt and as soon as he does Christine is on him, punching away at his massive bulk. Quinlan shoves her roughly backwards, taking her off of her feet and she lands stomach down across the ring.
BR: Christine wanted to start the match early but Quinlan was having none of it, this is a focused Quin.
The referee rings the bell and Christine drops to her side and rolls out of the ring to catch her breath as Quinlan charges at her. The crowd boos and Quinlan’s face turns a shade of red darker. He to rolls out of the ring after her but she rounds the corner and hops back up and into the ring.
MH: Look at her she’s playing with him once again! She’s using his massive size against him.
Quinlan stops and turns very slowly to look at Christine, a look of pure fury in his eyes. She looks back tauntingly, motioning for him to get into the ring. The crowd is still on their feet for the duo. Quinlan rolls back into the ring and right away Christine is on him stomping away at his face and chest. Quinlan powers up and shoves her roughly away. She bounces off the ropes and he catches her with a huge head-butt sending her sprawling to the mat.
BR: She just ran into a damn freight train!
Christine clutches at her chest as she rolls out of the ring.
BR: Big Q has caused injuries and ended careers here in Apex before due to his massive size, he’s always felt bad about it, though if I had to guess I’d say that Christine would be one wrestler whose career the big man might enjoy ending.
MH: That would be, and that oaf in the ring are, a travesty. Christine needs to beat Quinlan once again to preserve the prestige of the television title. Could you imagine that… thing, representing Apex?!
BR: I, and these fans, are hoping for exactly that!
Quinlan stands proud in the ring, not falling once again for Christine’s tricks. Christine holds her chest and walks back and forth on the outside as the referee begins the count.
1…!
2…!
3…!
MH: Christine is taking all the time that she needs, this is a well-tuned athletic machine we’re talking about. She’s a champion who knows when to pick her spots.
4…!
5…!
BR: If she gets counted out she retains the damn championship! Quinlan can’t afford this.
Quinlan smiles at Christine knowingly, and waddles over towards the other side of the ring. He rolls down out of the ring, and then rolls back in. The referee turns and sees what’s happening and is forced to restart the count. Quinlan turns and glares at Christine, who snarls back.
BR: The big man just ruined Christine’s plan of getting counted out, he isn’t having any of that this time.
Christine hops up onto the ring apron gingerly and gets halfway through the ropes before Quinlan threatens to charge at her, she quickly retreats out of the ropes and the referee admonishes Quinlan telling him to get to the other side. Quinlan does so and Christine one again enters the ring. The referee signals for them to once again resume the fight.
Christine backs up into the corner and Quinlan charges. She rolls out of the way at the last moment and Quinlan slams hard against the turnbuckle. Christine bounces off of the second rope and kicks Quinlan hard on the face, taking him down for the first time in the match.
Christine slams Quinlan with an elbow drop to the center of the chest and then quickly covers him.
One…!
Powerful kick-out!
BR: Quin got out of the pin easily. What a show of power.
Christine gets to her feet and stares in a mix of anger and awe at her mammoth opponent. Quinlan begins to get to his hands and feet but Christine hits him in the side of the head with a step side-kick. Quinlan falls hard to the side. Christine once again covers the giant.
One…!
Two…!
Th-Kickout!
Quinlan kicks out once again, though less forcefully this time. Christine sits up and glares at the referee, but says nothing. She stands and walks over to the corner opposite the way Quinlan is facing. She hop up on the top rope and sits on top of it, waiting for Quinlan to stand. He does and she leaps off.
MH: SILENCE!
BR: While it does look like Christine is going for a modified version of her hold, it doesn’t quite look like she can get it locked in around the massive bulk of Quinlan Quail.
Christine struggles to lock the hold in but Quinlan has other ideas. The massive giant falls backwards, and Christine just barely has time to roll out of the way to avoid the crushing weight.
Quinlan sits up and paws again at his face. Christine quickly springs to her feet and hits Quinlan with kick after kick to the back and chest, but Quinlan continues to rise and paw at his face.
MH: What in the world does that fat oaf keep doing that for?
From somewhere within his clothing Quinlan pulls out a small object.
BR: Is that?
MH: It’s one of those crystal butterflies!
Quinlan smashes it hard against his face, and the crowd gasps. Christine too takes a surprised step back. Quinlan looks up shaking with rage, and there is blood dripping down his face between rainbow-colored shards of former butterfly. The referee is in shock, looking around for someone to disqualify, but cannot.
BR: My… god…
MH: That beast… He just… he just…
Quinlan raises to his feet faster than his bulk should allow and grabs Christine’s wrist. Christine begins to punch, stomp, elbow and forearm with wild abandon against Quinlan and his girth, but it appears to do little. Quinlan shakes with rage as the blood drips down his face.
MH: Get out of there Christine…
One of Quinlan’s massive hands comes up to grab Christine around the neck. She batters and beat against the other as it slowly comes up towards her throat, but the strength of Quinlan is too much.
CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEAR!
The ring shakes with the force of the impact. The crowd is on their feet and cheering for the now-blood soaked giant.
One…!
Two….!
THRE-Christine’s hand jerks out and grabs the bottom rope.
The crowd explodes with disbelief. Quinlan shakes with rage as he stands.
BR: Rope break saving Christine!
MH: I don't think she was prepared for this rage filled teddy bear.
Christine rolls away and gets up. She storms forward with a SOMERSAULT KICK. It nails Quinlan and he staggers backwards.
BR: Christine needs to put this big man down!
Christine leaps off the second rope and hops on the shoulders of Quinlan. He goes for the DARK MATTER Dragonrana!
MH: Dark Matter!
BR: No! Quin held on to the ropes!
Christine's own momentum thrusts her hard onto the mat off of his shoulders. Quin smirks and bounces off the ropes... EXTRA GRAVY!
MH: Big splash cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and NNNEEEWWWW TELEVISION CHAMPION... QUINLAN QUAIL!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit, and it is for the AWS Television Championship. Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 1000 pounds, hailing from Des Moines, Iowa... QUINLAN QUAIL!
BR: The big... and I mean BIG man has earned a second shot at the TV title tonight.
MH: I know Rocky is gunning for Christine as well. He can't be happy about the oversight.
The opening keys of "Big Bad Wolf" start to play as the arena lights go out and the stage lights flicker on and off. The opening lines play through as flashes of the stage lights show a silhouette off a woman fending off various attackers. As the tempo builds and the tune hits a climax, all the lights come back on and Christine is on the stage, looking down, her hair dripping wet and draped over, covering her face. After a few seconds, she flips her head and hair back as she walks down the ramp. The audience boos her as she makes her way to the ring, but she is unmoved by their actions. She slides into the ring with no show or fanfare of any kind, simply looking to the ref, tests the ropes a little and goes to her corner warming up for the match.
RING ANNOUNCER: And introducing the opponent, she is the current AWS Television champion, hailing from Oakland, California, weighing in at 160 pounds... CHRISTINE!
BR: This woman has been quite a force in the AWS. She fights with such passion that I can't see how she doesn't get plain burned out?
MH: Not everyone gets winded lacing their shoes like you do, Buddy. This is an important title defense for her.
Quinlan Quail paces back and forth in the ring and beats at his face with his hands.
BR: It’s clear that Quinlan is ready for action here tonight.
MH: I still don’t understand how he moves. Oh man there is a big-fight feel here tonight.
BR: Quinlan Quail wants that title.
MH: Christine beat him fair and square!
BR: Only by a count out! She proved nothing, that’s why Quinlan was granted this rematch.
On the top of the ramp Christine removes the belt from her waist and holds it high in the air proudly. The crowd boos and Quinlan once again begins to smack and paw at his face, looking like a bull about to charge. Christine points from Quinlan to the belt and then wags her finger back and forth at him. She throws the belt to the side and puts her fists up ready for a fight.
Quinlan charges at her, unable to contain his fury any longer. Christine leaps into the air, taking advantage of the higher ground of the ramp to do a hand-stand flip over the massive Quinlan. She quickly sprints and slides into the ring.
MH: What athletic ability!
Quinlan ignores Christine for the moment and waddles over to the championship she threw to the side. He gingerly picks it up and holds it in his massive hands. The crowd roars for him and he holds it in the air. In the ring Christine rolls her eyes and motions for the referee to ring the bell, but he won’t without Quinlan in the ring.
Quinlan walks back to the ring with the title in his hands, holding it reverently out in front of him. He gets into the ring and snarls at Christine, literally biting at her. He hands the referee the title belt and as soon as he does Christine is on him, punching away at his massive bulk. Quinlan shoves her roughly backwards, taking her off of her feet and she lands stomach down across the ring.
BR: Christine wanted to start the match early but Quinlan was having none of it, this is a focused Quin.
The referee rings the bell and Christine drops to her side and rolls out of the ring to catch her breath as Quinlan charges at her. The crowd boos and Quinlan’s face turns a shade of red darker. He to rolls out of the ring after her but she rounds the corner and hops back up and into the ring.
MH: Look at her she’s playing with him once again! She’s using his massive size against him.
Quinlan stops and turns very slowly to look at Christine, a look of pure fury in his eyes. She looks back tauntingly, motioning for him to get into the ring. The crowd is still on their feet for the duo. Quinlan rolls back into the ring and right away Christine is on him stomping away at his face and chest. Quinlan powers up and shoves her roughly away. She bounces off the ropes and he catches her with a huge head-butt sending her sprawling to the mat.
BR: She just ran into a damn freight train!
Christine clutches at her chest as she rolls out of the ring.
BR: Big Q has caused injuries and ended careers here in Apex before due to his massive size, he’s always felt bad about it, though if I had to guess I’d say that Christine would be one wrestler whose career the big man might enjoy ending.
MH: That would be, and that oaf in the ring are, a travesty. Christine needs to beat Quinlan once again to preserve the prestige of the television title. Could you imagine that… thing, representing Apex?!
BR: I, and these fans, are hoping for exactly that!
Quinlan stands proud in the ring, not falling once again for Christine’s tricks. Christine holds her chest and walks back and forth on the outside as the referee begins the count.
1…!
2…!
3…!
MH: Christine is taking all the time that she needs, this is a well-tuned athletic machine we’re talking about. She’s a champion who knows when to pick her spots.
4…!
5…!
BR: If she gets counted out she retains the damn championship! Quinlan can’t afford this.
Quinlan smiles at Christine knowingly, and waddles over towards the other side of the ring. He rolls down out of the ring, and then rolls back in. The referee turns and sees what’s happening and is forced to restart the count. Quinlan turns and glares at Christine, who snarls back.
BR: The big man just ruined Christine’s plan of getting counted out, he isn’t having any of that this time.
Christine hops up onto the ring apron gingerly and gets halfway through the ropes before Quinlan threatens to charge at her, she quickly retreats out of the ropes and the referee admonishes Quinlan telling him to get to the other side. Quinlan does so and Christine one again enters the ring. The referee signals for them to once again resume the fight.
Christine backs up into the corner and Quinlan charges. She rolls out of the way at the last moment and Quinlan slams hard against the turnbuckle. Christine bounces off of the second rope and kicks Quinlan hard on the face, taking him down for the first time in the match.
Christine slams Quinlan with an elbow drop to the center of the chest and then quickly covers him.
One…!
Powerful kick-out!
BR: Quin got out of the pin easily. What a show of power.
Christine gets to her feet and stares in a mix of anger and awe at her mammoth opponent. Quinlan begins to get to his hands and feet but Christine hits him in the side of the head with a step side-kick. Quinlan falls hard to the side. Christine once again covers the giant.
One…!
Two…!
Th-Kickout!
Quinlan kicks out once again, though less forcefully this time. Christine sits up and glares at the referee, but says nothing. She stands and walks over to the corner opposite the way Quinlan is facing. She hop up on the top rope and sits on top of it, waiting for Quinlan to stand. He does and she leaps off.
MH: SILENCE!
BR: While it does look like Christine is going for a modified version of her hold, it doesn’t quite look like she can get it locked in around the massive bulk of Quinlan Quail.
Christine struggles to lock the hold in but Quinlan has other ideas. The massive giant falls backwards, and Christine just barely has time to roll out of the way to avoid the crushing weight.
Quinlan sits up and paws again at his face. Christine quickly springs to her feet and hits Quinlan with kick after kick to the back and chest, but Quinlan continues to rise and paw at his face.
MH: What in the world does that fat oaf keep doing that for?
From somewhere within his clothing Quinlan pulls out a small object.
BR: Is that?
MH: It’s one of those crystal butterflies!
Quinlan smashes it hard against his face, and the crowd gasps. Christine too takes a surprised step back. Quinlan looks up shaking with rage, and there is blood dripping down his face between rainbow-colored shards of former butterfly. The referee is in shock, looking around for someone to disqualify, but cannot.
BR: My… god…
MH: That beast… He just… he just…
Quinlan raises to his feet faster than his bulk should allow and grabs Christine’s wrist. Christine begins to punch, stomp, elbow and forearm with wild abandon against Quinlan and his girth, but it appears to do little. Quinlan shakes with rage as the blood drips down his face.
MH: Get out of there Christine…
One of Quinlan’s massive hands comes up to grab Christine around the neck. She batters and beat against the other as it slowly comes up towards her throat, but the strength of Quinlan is too much.
CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEAR!
The ring shakes with the force of the impact. The crowd is on their feet and cheering for the now-blood soaked giant.
One…!
Two….!
THRE-Christine’s hand jerks out and grabs the bottom rope.
The crowd explodes with disbelief. Quinlan shakes with rage as he stands.
BR: Rope break saving Christine!
MH: I don't think she was prepared for this rage filled teddy bear.
Christine rolls away and gets up. She storms forward with a SOMERSAULT KICK. It nails Quinlan and he staggers backwards.
BR: Christine needs to put this big man down!
Christine leaps off the second rope and hops on the shoulders of Quinlan. He goes for the DARK MATTER Dragonrana!
MH: Dark Matter!
BR: No! Quin held on to the ropes!
Christine's own momentum thrusts her hard onto the mat off of his shoulders. Quin smirks and bounces off the ropes... EXTRA GRAVY!
MH: Big splash cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner and NNNEEEWWWW TELEVISION CHAMPION... QUINLAN QUAIL!
WINNEr: QUINLAN QUAIL (NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION)
BR: Christine was trapped under the MASSIVE body of Quin dead center! There was no way to kick out!
MH: If she even could. Once Quin busted himself open he was on fire like never before!
Quinlan, with watery eyes is handed the Television championship and holds hit high in the air to an eruption of glorious support. He holds the title close and stares deep into it's shiny silver and red reflection.
BR: By god he deserves this.
MH: Christine doesn't look happy sitting in the corner!
The flashes to backstage showing the limo driver leaning against the limo... with the back door open. But there is no one in the limo!
BR: Hey... isn't that Rocky's limo driver?
The scene cuts back to the arena as "Longhorn" hits over the audio system. Rocky Hollywood comes storming down the ramp with a heavy gold chain... ripping his jacket and tie off as he runs.
MH: It's Rocky! Rocky Hollywood!
Christine sees him coming as Quin is still mesmerized by the title. Christine rolls out of the ring but is caught in the head with a swing of the heavy real solid gold chain. Christine falls to the ground.
BR: Rocky just took out Christine with that heavy gold chain! Those links must be two inches long each!
Rocky jumps Quin who is still staring at the title. He wraps the chain around Quins rather large neck and drags him to the ground... choking him.
MH: He's choking him out!
Rocky really pulls in the gold so tight that Quinlan's mass forms nearly over the entire chain, buried deep in his flesh.
BR: That's enough!
Rocky keeps pulling harder and harder as Quin lets go of the title and anxiously tries to grab the chain... but can't.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Choke on this you fucking fat asshole!
MH: Quinlan's nearly out!
ROCKY: That title should be mine! Die you fat fucking bitch!
BR: This is getting beyond serious. We need help out here!
Quinlan's whole head is turning purple as Rocky is relentless with the pressure. Quin's head looks like a big grape. Quin is unconcious but Rocky won't let go as a few referees try to pull Rocky off of Quin.
MH: Alright... c'mon Rocky.
The few referee's aren't strong enough to overcome Rocky's considerable strength. Now that Quin can no longer resist Rocky is pulling in even tighter.
BR: He's killing him! He's killing Quin!
MH: Let go Rocky! That's enough. This isn't funny anymore.
Michael throws his headset off and stands up in a panic... he can be heard faintly off scene yelling at production to do something.
Christine is up and rolls in the ring dizzy with a chair. At first she is in attack mode, but see's the horrendous state that Quin is in. She pulls on Rocky to stop.
BR: Quin's gonna die. He might already be dead. Someone do something!
Christine pulls harder on Rocky but he won't relent. Rocky seems possessed.
BR: ...
Christine takes the chair and NAILS Rocky over the head... it barely phases him. Christine takes the chair and nails Rocky in the head again... and again... and again... finally Rocky falls backwards losing his grip on the new TV champion.
BR: Thank god!
Christine whips the chain off of Quin and whips it at Rocky who turns his focus to Christine. Just then a storm of personnel hit the ring and swarm on Rocky pulling him away. Christine checks on Quin and tries to rip his shirt open so he can get some air. Christine motions for help.
Michael Heenan sits back down.
MH: That was intense.
BR: That crossed a line. Rocky is nuts.
MH: Christine surprisingly helped out big Q there...
BR: There is a difference between a feud for a title and murder. Christine is a human being damnit. She wasn't going to watch someone be murdered before her eyes!
MH: We're going to take a much needed break... we will be back with our mystery main event!
The scene fades to commercial and returns a few minutes later...
BR: Welcome back folks. They apparently were able to get Quin breathing in the back and he is being monitored. I have been given this notice to read... I don't like it. But... our GM was "entertained" by the events that took place before our break and have announced a Triple Threat match for the TV title for Danger Zone...
MH: That's IF Quin is even able to compete at Danger Zone!
BR: Wow...
"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits hits over the sound system and the fans erupt in a wave of boos for the World champion. After a few moments, Liam McAllister and Kodiak Winters step out on the entrance ramp, amid a spectacle of pyrotechnics. Liam is clad in black and red tights, black knee pads, black kick pads, and red boots, and the AWS World Heavyweight title around his waist.
MH: I don't care WHO he has to face tonight! There isn't a man or woman on the roster he can't take!
BR: Jon Rocks holds a win over him... Bobby Crane holds a win over him...
MH: Jon got lucky and Bobby has Ebola!
Liam and Kodiak stroll to the ring as the fans toss debris in their way. Liam walks up the steps and into the ring, handing his title over to the ring announcer in exchange for the microphone.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Alright, Velvet! Get your overweight, diabetes-ridden, ass out here!
"You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine" by Lou Rawls hits over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet as Lord Velvet, Jake Adonis, Samuel Hyde, and Johnny Anomaly walk out on the entrance ramp.
LORD "MOTHERFUCKING" VELVET: What? No more guesses, smart guy?
Velvet laughs to himself.
LORD VELVET: I thought you were the man with a plan! Come on....
LIAM MCALLISTER: Look asshole, just tell me what patsy you're serving up!
LORD VELVET: Let me allow my brother from another mother to make the announcement...
Velvet pauses and Mr. Troy's music blasts over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet as the owner of the AWS walks out on stage.
MR. TROY: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Now, since our GM was out here making threats earlier tonight, let me make one of my own! Whoever Lord Velvet picks for you Liam... you WILL fight... and you WILL not lay down for. This WILL be a match! So, if YOU try any count out, DQ or laying down nonsense, you WILL be striped of the World Heavyweight title! No Countouts, No DQ! There MUST be a winner!!!
LORD VELVET: SHIIIIIIEEEEEEEETTTTT!!!!!
MR. TROY: Velvet, should you tell him or do you want me to?
LORD VELVET: I'ma let my brother from another mother let him know...
JAKE ADONIS: I gotta hand it to my man Velvet... this is great. We've got a little plan. You are facing.... KODIAK WINTERS!
Lord Velvet nods and laughs!
BR: Oh man! YES! YES! I love it! Look at the look on Liam's face!
MH: No! This is bullshit! This can't happen! He's not even a wrestler!
BR: But he's on the roster!
Kodiak and Liam look at each other, Kodiak does not look amused. Liam rolls in the ring seemingly unsure of himself.
BR: Kodiak Winters is going to crush the World Champ! This was a perfect pick by Lord Velvet!
MH: Oh god... I can't watch this! This is.. this is too much! I'm sure Liam and Kodiak have a plan!
BR: Don't get your panties in a wad!
MH: If she even could. Once Quin busted himself open he was on fire like never before!
Quinlan, with watery eyes is handed the Television championship and holds hit high in the air to an eruption of glorious support. He holds the title close and stares deep into it's shiny silver and red reflection.
BR: By god he deserves this.
MH: Christine doesn't look happy sitting in the corner!
The flashes to backstage showing the limo driver leaning against the limo... with the back door open. But there is no one in the limo!
BR: Hey... isn't that Rocky's limo driver?
The scene cuts back to the arena as "Longhorn" hits over the audio system. Rocky Hollywood comes storming down the ramp with a heavy gold chain... ripping his jacket and tie off as he runs.
MH: It's Rocky! Rocky Hollywood!
Christine sees him coming as Quin is still mesmerized by the title. Christine rolls out of the ring but is caught in the head with a swing of the heavy real solid gold chain. Christine falls to the ground.
BR: Rocky just took out Christine with that heavy gold chain! Those links must be two inches long each!
Rocky jumps Quin who is still staring at the title. He wraps the chain around Quins rather large neck and drags him to the ground... choking him.
MH: He's choking him out!
Rocky really pulls in the gold so tight that Quinlan's mass forms nearly over the entire chain, buried deep in his flesh.
BR: That's enough!
Rocky keeps pulling harder and harder as Quin lets go of the title and anxiously tries to grab the chain... but can't.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Choke on this you fucking fat asshole!
MH: Quinlan's nearly out!
ROCKY: That title should be mine! Die you fat fucking bitch!
BR: This is getting beyond serious. We need help out here!
Quinlan's whole head is turning purple as Rocky is relentless with the pressure. Quin's head looks like a big grape. Quin is unconcious but Rocky won't let go as a few referees try to pull Rocky off of Quin.
MH: Alright... c'mon Rocky.
The few referee's aren't strong enough to overcome Rocky's considerable strength. Now that Quin can no longer resist Rocky is pulling in even tighter.
BR: He's killing him! He's killing Quin!
MH: Let go Rocky! That's enough. This isn't funny anymore.
Michael throws his headset off and stands up in a panic... he can be heard faintly off scene yelling at production to do something.
Christine is up and rolls in the ring dizzy with a chair. At first she is in attack mode, but see's the horrendous state that Quin is in. She pulls on Rocky to stop.
BR: Quin's gonna die. He might already be dead. Someone do something!
Christine pulls harder on Rocky but he won't relent. Rocky seems possessed.
BR: ...
Christine takes the chair and NAILS Rocky over the head... it barely phases him. Christine takes the chair and nails Rocky in the head again... and again... and again... finally Rocky falls backwards losing his grip on the new TV champion.
BR: Thank god!
Christine whips the chain off of Quin and whips it at Rocky who turns his focus to Christine. Just then a storm of personnel hit the ring and swarm on Rocky pulling him away. Christine checks on Quin and tries to rip his shirt open so he can get some air. Christine motions for help.
Michael Heenan sits back down.
MH: That was intense.
BR: That crossed a line. Rocky is nuts.
MH: Christine surprisingly helped out big Q there...
BR: There is a difference between a feud for a title and murder. Christine is a human being damnit. She wasn't going to watch someone be murdered before her eyes!
MH: We're going to take a much needed break... we will be back with our mystery main event!
The scene fades to commercial and returns a few minutes later...
BR: Welcome back folks. They apparently were able to get Quin breathing in the back and he is being monitored. I have been given this notice to read... I don't like it. But... our GM was "entertained" by the events that took place before our break and have announced a Triple Threat match for the TV title for Danger Zone...
MH: That's IF Quin is even able to compete at Danger Zone!
BR: Wow...
"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits hits over the sound system and the fans erupt in a wave of boos for the World champion. After a few moments, Liam McAllister and Kodiak Winters step out on the entrance ramp, amid a spectacle of pyrotechnics. Liam is clad in black and red tights, black knee pads, black kick pads, and red boots, and the AWS World Heavyweight title around his waist.
MH: I don't care WHO he has to face tonight! There isn't a man or woman on the roster he can't take!
BR: Jon Rocks holds a win over him... Bobby Crane holds a win over him...
MH: Jon got lucky and Bobby has Ebola!
Liam and Kodiak stroll to the ring as the fans toss debris in their way. Liam walks up the steps and into the ring, handing his title over to the ring announcer in exchange for the microphone.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Alright, Velvet! Get your overweight, diabetes-ridden, ass out here!
"You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine" by Lou Rawls hits over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet as Lord Velvet, Jake Adonis, Samuel Hyde, and Johnny Anomaly walk out on the entrance ramp.
LORD "MOTHERFUCKING" VELVET: What? No more guesses, smart guy?
Velvet laughs to himself.
LORD VELVET: I thought you were the man with a plan! Come on....
LIAM MCALLISTER: Look asshole, just tell me what patsy you're serving up!
LORD VELVET: Let me allow my brother from another mother to make the announcement...
Velvet pauses and Mr. Troy's music blasts over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet as the owner of the AWS walks out on stage.
MR. TROY: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Now, since our GM was out here making threats earlier tonight, let me make one of my own! Whoever Lord Velvet picks for you Liam... you WILL fight... and you WILL not lay down for. This WILL be a match! So, if YOU try any count out, DQ or laying down nonsense, you WILL be striped of the World Heavyweight title! No Countouts, No DQ! There MUST be a winner!!!
LORD VELVET: SHIIIIIIEEEEEEEETTTTT!!!!!
MR. TROY: Velvet, should you tell him or do you want me to?
LORD VELVET: I'ma let my brother from another mother let him know...
JAKE ADONIS: I gotta hand it to my man Velvet... this is great. We've got a little plan. You are facing.... KODIAK WINTERS!
Lord Velvet nods and laughs!
BR: Oh man! YES! YES! I love it! Look at the look on Liam's face!
MH: No! This is bullshit! This can't happen! He's not even a wrestler!
BR: But he's on the roster!
Kodiak and Liam look at each other, Kodiak does not look amused. Liam rolls in the ring seemingly unsure of himself.
BR: Kodiak Winters is going to crush the World Champ! This was a perfect pick by Lord Velvet!
MH: Oh god... I can't watch this! This is.. this is too much! I'm sure Liam and Kodiak have a plan!
BR: Don't get your panties in a wad!
KODIAK WINTERS VS LIAM MCALLISTER(C)
PICK YOUR POISON OPPONENT CHOSEN BY LORD VELVET
NON-TITLE SINGLES MATCH
Liam and Kodiak circle each other as the bell rings to start the match. Kodiak charges in at Liam and McAllister dodges out of the way and locks his arms around Kodiak's waist, but Kodiak breaks the lock and spins around Liam. Kodiak locks in and tosses Liam with a German Suplex! NO! Liam backflips out of it... Kodiak turns around... STARDOM STRIKE!!!
MH: It's over! That quickly!
BR: But the champ isn't going for the cover... why?
Liam waits for Kodiak to get back to his feet which doesn't take too long. Kodiak shakes his head trying to shake the cobwebs out. Kodiak shakes his head in approval of the strike and Liam nods back. The two begin to circle each other again and Kodiak lunges towards Liam with a clothesline from hell! NO! Liam ducks and spins Kodiak around... STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: Haha! He got him again!
BR: Damn, this plan is backfiring!
MH: Kodiak is about brute force... Liam is all about a plan! And they have to at least put on a "show" so he doesn't get stripped!
BR: Kodiak was a well-known local wrestler, bar-fighter, and all around bad ass in one of the most remote places in the United States. He can hold his own since he doesn't want his boss to get stripped.
Kodiak gets back to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs again and he again nods at Liam. The two of them lock up and Kodiak gets the upper hand and he quickly grabs ahold of Liam and rocks him backwards with a violent forearm, Kodiak runs towards Liam with a spear in mind, but Liam sidesteps it and Kodiak runs into the ring post shoulder first!
MH: See, all brute!
Kodiak grimaces but he turns back around and Liam is waiting.... STARDOM STRIKE!!!
BR: A third superkick! Jesus Christ! Just pin the man and end this!
Liam looks towards the ramp where the Anarchy still stood watching the match. Liam points to Velvet as he climbs the top rope.
BR: The champ on the top turnbuckle... he leaps... DIRE STRAITS!
MH: So much for your plan, Velvet! This one is over and Velvet might be able to make it to Wendy's for a late night burger run!
Liam stands up and walks over to Velvet, putting his foot on his chest as the referee gets into position.
One...
Two....
THR-NOOOO
BR: Adonis pulled the referee out of the ring before he can make the count!
LORD VELVET: SHIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEETTTTTT!! Did you think that was all I had planned for you? Kodiak, I know you can hear me... watch this...
The big screen comes to life and everyone turns their attention. It seems to be footage from earlier in the night, we see Liam McAllister, Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele are sitting in their locker room.
RORY BLAZE: So, what's the deal with Kodiak?
LIAM MCALLISTER: What do you mean?
JOSEPH STEELE: I think he might be sweet on ole Kodiak, Liam.
RORY: Shut it, Steele! No, I meant... he doesn't say shit, real badass, but is a some mute or something?
LIAM: Not sure if I've ever heard him speak. I think he's slightly retarded, honestly.
RORY: So, it's like one of retard strength things?
LIAM: Deaf, mute, special Olympics mental capacity, but he'll kick your ass!
JOSEPH: So, he's really a mute?
LIAM: No, of course not. He just lets his fists do the talking.
RORY: What if that's who Velvet picks for you tonight?
LIAM: Please... I'd dance circles around that big gullible dumbass.
Just as Liam is making fun of Kodiak, Winters enters the locker room with drinks for the group. The scene fades as the group tries to hide the fact that they were just talking about Kodiak.
The scene cuts back to the ring where Kodiak Winters has risen from the shooting star press.
BR: Uh oh! Time to pay the piper!
Liam backs away begging Kodiak to calm down.
BR: And the beast is fuming!
Liam yells out "That was doctored footage!" but Kodiak seems to not even hear him as he stalks Liam around the ring. Liam shrugs and steps forward... STARDOM STRIKE! NO! Kodiak grabs his foot and belly to belly suplexs Liam into the turnbuckle! The crowd roars with excitement!!
MH: NO! NO! KODIAK NO! Think who writes your checks!
Liam holds the back of his neck as Kodiak stands snarling at McAllister. Kodiak charges in and scoops up Liam on his shoulders...
MH: Oh God... Oh God...
YES! YES! YES!
BR: The crowd wants it!
Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele run from the back to assist but they are blocked by The Anarchy! It's a brawl on the stage and back in the ring Kodiak walks Liam around the ring on his shoulders with ease... the crowd is roaring with anticipation...
BR: BEAST MODE! BEAST MODE! BEAST MODE!!!
MH: NOOOOOO!!!!!!
Kodiak slams Liam to the mat so hard that he nearly breaks the ring.
ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!
Kodiak lets a smile creep out on his face and he picks up Liam again. Winters puts the champ on his shoulder and spins him around again... BEAST MODE!!!
BR: This is like Christmas in February!
Kodiak hooks Liam's leg and another referee sprints around the action on the stage towards the ring, and slides into the ring.
One....
Two....
THREEEEEE!!!!!!!!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall.... KOOOOOODDDDIIIIAAAAAK WIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNTEEEEEEERRRRRSSS!!!!!!
MH: It's over! That quickly!
BR: But the champ isn't going for the cover... why?
Liam waits for Kodiak to get back to his feet which doesn't take too long. Kodiak shakes his head trying to shake the cobwebs out. Kodiak shakes his head in approval of the strike and Liam nods back. The two begin to circle each other again and Kodiak lunges towards Liam with a clothesline from hell! NO! Liam ducks and spins Kodiak around... STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: Haha! He got him again!
BR: Damn, this plan is backfiring!
MH: Kodiak is about brute force... Liam is all about a plan! And they have to at least put on a "show" so he doesn't get stripped!
BR: Kodiak was a well-known local wrestler, bar-fighter, and all around bad ass in one of the most remote places in the United States. He can hold his own since he doesn't want his boss to get stripped.
Kodiak gets back to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs again and he again nods at Liam. The two of them lock up and Kodiak gets the upper hand and he quickly grabs ahold of Liam and rocks him backwards with a violent forearm, Kodiak runs towards Liam with a spear in mind, but Liam sidesteps it and Kodiak runs into the ring post shoulder first!
MH: See, all brute!
Kodiak grimaces but he turns back around and Liam is waiting.... STARDOM STRIKE!!!
BR: A third superkick! Jesus Christ! Just pin the man and end this!
Liam looks towards the ramp where the Anarchy still stood watching the match. Liam points to Velvet as he climbs the top rope.
BR: The champ on the top turnbuckle... he leaps... DIRE STRAITS!
MH: So much for your plan, Velvet! This one is over and Velvet might be able to make it to Wendy's for a late night burger run!
Liam stands up and walks over to Velvet, putting his foot on his chest as the referee gets into position.
One...
Two....
THR-NOOOO
BR: Adonis pulled the referee out of the ring before he can make the count!
LORD VELVET: SHIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEETTTTTT!! Did you think that was all I had planned for you? Kodiak, I know you can hear me... watch this...
The big screen comes to life and everyone turns their attention. It seems to be footage from earlier in the night, we see Liam McAllister, Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele are sitting in their locker room.
RORY BLAZE: So, what's the deal with Kodiak?
LIAM MCALLISTER: What do you mean?
JOSEPH STEELE: I think he might be sweet on ole Kodiak, Liam.
RORY: Shut it, Steele! No, I meant... he doesn't say shit, real badass, but is a some mute or something?
LIAM: Not sure if I've ever heard him speak. I think he's slightly retarded, honestly.
RORY: So, it's like one of retard strength things?
LIAM: Deaf, mute, special Olympics mental capacity, but he'll kick your ass!
JOSEPH: So, he's really a mute?
LIAM: No, of course not. He just lets his fists do the talking.
RORY: What if that's who Velvet picks for you tonight?
LIAM: Please... I'd dance circles around that big gullible dumbass.
Just as Liam is making fun of Kodiak, Winters enters the locker room with drinks for the group. The scene fades as the group tries to hide the fact that they were just talking about Kodiak.
The scene cuts back to the ring where Kodiak Winters has risen from the shooting star press.
BR: Uh oh! Time to pay the piper!
Liam backs away begging Kodiak to calm down.
BR: And the beast is fuming!
Liam yells out "That was doctored footage!" but Kodiak seems to not even hear him as he stalks Liam around the ring. Liam shrugs and steps forward... STARDOM STRIKE! NO! Kodiak grabs his foot and belly to belly suplexs Liam into the turnbuckle! The crowd roars with excitement!!
MH: NO! NO! KODIAK NO! Think who writes your checks!
Liam holds the back of his neck as Kodiak stands snarling at McAllister. Kodiak charges in and scoops up Liam on his shoulders...
MH: Oh God... Oh God...
YES! YES! YES!
BR: The crowd wants it!
Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele run from the back to assist but they are blocked by The Anarchy! It's a brawl on the stage and back in the ring Kodiak walks Liam around the ring on his shoulders with ease... the crowd is roaring with anticipation...
BR: BEAST MODE! BEAST MODE! BEAST MODE!!!
MH: NOOOOOO!!!!!!
Kodiak slams Liam to the mat so hard that he nearly breaks the ring.
ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!
Kodiak lets a smile creep out on his face and he picks up Liam again. Winters puts the champ on his shoulder and spins him around again... BEAST MODE!!!
BR: This is like Christmas in February!
Kodiak hooks Liam's leg and another referee sprints around the action on the stage towards the ring, and slides into the ring.
One....
Two....
THREEEEEE!!!!!!!!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall.... KOOOOOODDDDIIIIAAAAAK WIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNTEEEEEEERRRRRSSS!!!!!!
WINNER: KODIAK WINTERS
BR: What a plan by Velvet!
MH: What a setup!
BR: Maybe Liam shouldn't make fun of his muscle?
MH: Look at Velvet and Adonis laughing it up!
Kodiak looks furious standing over Liam. He storms out of the ring showing Liam broken in the ring.
BR: We are run over on time folks. Tune in next week for DANGER ZONE! The event is sold out but get it on Pay Per View! Can Lord Velvet dethrone Liam McAllister?
The scene fades to black...
MH: What a setup!
BR: Maybe Liam shouldn't make fun of his muscle?
MH: Look at Velvet and Adonis laughing it up!
Kodiak looks furious standing over Liam. He storms out of the ring showing Liam broken in the ring.
BR: We are run over on time folks. Tune in next week for DANGER ZONE! The event is sold out but get it on Pay Per View! Can Lord Velvet dethrone Liam McAllister?
The scene fades to black...