Carnage #9
The opening shots of many of the wrestlers hitting finishers and posing for the fans flashes across the screen to the sound of “Kiss it goodbye” by Nickleback explodes onto the screen, the shot then explodes direct into the Munich Arena, live from the capital of Germany. The fans are clearly excited all of them jumping around and waving signs around in their own language, some in English, but universally agreeing that they want to see Aftermath get what is coming to them tonight.
Fireworks squeal and explode from the stage over and over again causing the normally restrained nation of Germans to get even more excited and hyped for the event that is about to begin, the first time ever FWA has been to there country.
Walters:
Ladies and gentleman, listen to this noise, listen to this excitement, we are LIVE from Munich, Germany and Carnage is about to begin!
Vines:
I’ve not heard a crowd of Germans this excited since a speech from Hitler!
Walters:
That’s a little disrespectful Eddie, from speaking to the people of this country, many of them condemn that era of their history as much as we do.
Vines:
Then why have they kept Volkswagen?
Walters:
What sort of question is that?
Vines:
Hitler invented Volkswagen… If they were so guilty about it, why have they kept the Hitler passion wagons? Huh!?!
Walters:
I have no idea why I bother speaking logically to you.
Vines:
ZICH HEIL!!!
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The Great Ba-Boo Vs Dramorion Kennedy
“Its Raining Men” begins to play over the speakers to a hugely popular reaction. The Great Ba-Boo steps out onto the stage, raises his arms high up into the air, and bellows out loudly! He then lumbers on down towards the ring, glaring lustfully at the young men in the audience. He then steps into the ring and again bellows loudly to more cheers and applause from the baying audience around the ring.
Walters:
Thank god he’s wearing trousers this time! Ba-Boo has been coming to the ring naked in recent months, but finally it looks as if his ‘advisors’ have been able to get him to put some clothes on!
Vines:
Now that’s a man!
Walters:
I never took you for someone who bats that side of the fence?
Vines:
I don’t… I just look at him and see steak… Lots of steak.
Walters:
I’ve heard he has a pretty big sausage to!
Vines:
… YOU SICK FREAK!! Go home you fucking weirdo!!
The lights dim throughout the arena as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp as "N*ggas in Paradise" By Kanye West ft. Jay - Z begins blasting on out from the PA sound system out walks a figure wearing a red hooded mantel from behind the black curtains. Following behind the figure can be seen another figure in a wheel chair that joins up at the hooded figures side. Once at the hooded figures side, the hooded figure bows before the other figure that can be seen sitting in the wheel chair.
The figure sitting in the wheel chair removes the figures hooded mantel, revealing the figure to be none other than Dramorion Kennedy. Once removed Dramorion stands back up and can be heard getting a mixed reaction from the fans of the FWA. Dramorion looks out into the darkness as various coloured lights flash down upon him and his manager/ boss Damion Ford, eventually Dramorion walks on down to the ring as Ford follows behind in his wheel chair. Once at the bottom of the entrance ramp, Dramorion wastes no time as he walks on up the steel steps, he then begins to climb into the ring, he climbs atop a turn buckle and does a few taunts as he wild’s up the crowd, he jumps down as the bell rings, the fans instantly taking a dislike to the man.
Vines:
What’s the story with the cripple?
Walters:
God damn it Eddie, the show has barely started and you’ve made a nazi reference to the fans and now called a man in a wheelchair a cripple, would you watch what you say! We are going to get taken off the air!!
Vines:
Oh and you don’t do anything controversial!!
Walters:
What? I don’t!!
Vines:
Except openly and publicly fantasize about the size of a wrestlers shalong! Freak!!
Walters:
I didn’t fant- Oh forget it!!
The two men just circle one another before Ba-Boo stops and looks the man up and down in a “how you doing” fashion, however Dramorion instantly takes offence to this and charges in with a big boot to the stomach of Ba-boo, he then slams some right hands across the back of the big man making him stumble into the ropes, he grabs Ba-Boo by the wrist and tugs him toward the ropes opposite, but Ba-Boo holds onto the top rope, blocking the attempt before suddenly tugging Dramorion into his large tree trunk like arms, he then lifts Kennedy off the mat into a…. a…. A cuddle!?!
Dramorion’s arms are by his side and he struggles to escape, but suddenly headbutts Ba-Boo breaking the hold and making the big man stumble into the ropes again, he stumbles back as he drops, but looks sickened and shocked by what just happened! He storms forward and just slams a big right hand across the face of Ba-Boo and another and another before running back into the ropes opposite, he suddenly comes back at Ba-Boo, but the big man angrily gets his bearing and lunges forward with a huge clothesline!
Dramorion is shocked and stands right back up but into another big clothesline and then another, his manager is livid outside the ring as Kennedy crawls to a corner for a restbite, but Ba-Boo just grins from ear to ear and suddenly turns to the fans and with some kind of attempted, sultry dance, undoes the cord on his trousers and pulls them down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walters:
HOLY SHIT!!! Oh god no!!
Vines:
Fucking hell, he does have a big sausage!!
Ba-Boo just points at Dramorion to the excited fans and with a slow walk, just turns away from him, his legs either side of the dazed opponents body and with a thurst, shoves his ass right in the face of Dramorion and wiggles from side to side giving the hired gun a real eye full of the one thing no man or woman wants to see!! Ba-Boo just walks back to the middle of the ring as the disgusted and disturbed Dramorion Kennedy stumbles up to his feet in desperation, he then turns right into the waiting hand of Ba-Boo, CHOKESLAM!! He covers,
1,
2,
3…
HE DONE IT!! Ba-Boo picks up a win on Carnage and stands with a smile on his face to the masses, he lifts his arms as “It’s raining men” begins to play through the speakers again.
Walters:
A rare, but impressive win here for Ba-Boo and a match a doubt Kennedy is ever going to forget!
Vines:
I know I sure as sausage won’t… I mean sure as hell, I SAID SURE AS HELL!!
Ba-Boo just pulls his pants back up and ties the cord as he continues to take in the applause from the fans, however his music suddenly stops, replaced with “Survival of the Sickest” by Saliva. The chorus explodes through the speakers as a confused Ba-Boo turns to face the rampway, as he turns, he see’s Lethal Weapon suddenly walk out from the back, his expression cold and giving nothing away, the fans are cheering loudly, but many are as confused as Ba-Boo, wondering what Weapon wants. Ba-boo watches as Weapon enters the ring and lifts his arms in confusion, asking Weapon what he is doing out here, Lethal says nothing and just paces the ring for a moment before suddenly, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR ON BA-BOO!!!
Walters:
What the fuck!?! Why has Weapon done that!!
Vines:
I swear this guy is Bi-Polar!
The fans are loudly giving the legend a mixed reaction as he just stands over the curled up Ba-Boo, his eyes angrily glaring down over the big man, he then turns to see Dramorion slowly getting back to his feet, keeping one eye on Ba-Boo he backs up to Dramorion and offers the man a hand to a now universal boo from the fans and quickly helps him up to his feet, he then asks Kennedy if he is ok to which he gets a nod. Dramorion is furious though and walks across to Ba-Boo, slamming his boot over his chest over and over again, he then grins and turns back to the middle of the ring, but right into Weapon who lifts him onto his shoulders, EQUILIBRIUM!!! The fans are even more confused, all of them standing on there feet, many of them now cheering loudly even though they had just booed moments before. Weapon quickly rolls back to his feet, he grabs Kennedy by the hair and throws him out of the ring in front of the announcer desks, he then climbs out with him and pulls Kennedy onto the table of the Spanish announce crew.
Walters:
Weapon, what the fuck are you doing, why are you doing this?
Vines:
Because he can!
Weapon places Dramorion’s head between his legs and hooks both of his arms, FINAL SHOT PEDIGREE RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!! The table explodes all over the place as Kennedy’s manager looks on in horror. Weapon takes a second to sit back and look at the destruction he just caused before rolling back to his feet, he rolls into the ring and is handed a microphone as he glares at Ba-Boo, however as he lifts it to his mouth, he suddenly stops and just glares at the loud mixed reaction from the fans. With a smile he then drops the microphone to the floor without saying a word and just walks casually back up the ramp as his music explodes through the speaker systems.
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The shot appears backstage with the ever popular Tom Hammond staring into the camera.
Hammond:
Ladies and gentleman, I am backstage with one half of the Aftermath stable, Rayne Young.
The opening shots of many of the wrestlers hitting finishers and posing for the fans flashes across the screen to the sound of “Kiss it goodbye” by Nickleback explodes onto the screen, the shot then explodes direct into the Munich Arena, live from the capital of Germany. The fans are clearly excited all of them jumping around and waving signs around in their own language, some in English, but universally agreeing that they want to see Aftermath get what is coming to them tonight.
Fireworks squeal and explode from the stage over and over again causing the normally restrained nation of Germans to get even more excited and hyped for the event that is about to begin, the first time ever FWA has been to there country.
Walters:
Ladies and gentleman, listen to this noise, listen to this excitement, we are LIVE from Munich, Germany and Carnage is about to begin!
Vines:
I’ve not heard a crowd of Germans this excited since a speech from Hitler!
Walters:
That’s a little disrespectful Eddie, from speaking to the people of this country, many of them condemn that era of their history as much as we do.
Vines:
Then why have they kept Volkswagen?
Walters:
What sort of question is that?
Vines:
Hitler invented Volkswagen… If they were so guilty about it, why have they kept the Hitler passion wagons? Huh!?!
Walters:
I have no idea why I bother speaking logically to you.
Vines:
ZICH HEIL!!!
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The Great Ba-Boo Vs Dramorion Kennedy
“Its Raining Men” begins to play over the speakers to a hugely popular reaction. The Great Ba-Boo steps out onto the stage, raises his arms high up into the air, and bellows out loudly! He then lumbers on down towards the ring, glaring lustfully at the young men in the audience. He then steps into the ring and again bellows loudly to more cheers and applause from the baying audience around the ring.
Walters:
Thank god he’s wearing trousers this time! Ba-Boo has been coming to the ring naked in recent months, but finally it looks as if his ‘advisors’ have been able to get him to put some clothes on!
Vines:
Now that’s a man!
Walters:
I never took you for someone who bats that side of the fence?
Vines:
I don’t… I just look at him and see steak… Lots of steak.
Walters:
I’ve heard he has a pretty big sausage to!
Vines:
… YOU SICK FREAK!! Go home you fucking weirdo!!
The lights dim throughout the arena as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp as "N*ggas in Paradise" By Kanye West ft. Jay - Z begins blasting on out from the PA sound system out walks a figure wearing a red hooded mantel from behind the black curtains. Following behind the figure can be seen another figure in a wheel chair that joins up at the hooded figures side. Once at the hooded figures side, the hooded figure bows before the other figure that can be seen sitting in the wheel chair.
The figure sitting in the wheel chair removes the figures hooded mantel, revealing the figure to be none other than Dramorion Kennedy. Once removed Dramorion stands back up and can be heard getting a mixed reaction from the fans of the FWA. Dramorion looks out into the darkness as various coloured lights flash down upon him and his manager/ boss Damion Ford, eventually Dramorion walks on down to the ring as Ford follows behind in his wheel chair. Once at the bottom of the entrance ramp, Dramorion wastes no time as he walks on up the steel steps, he then begins to climb into the ring, he climbs atop a turn buckle and does a few taunts as he wild’s up the crowd, he jumps down as the bell rings, the fans instantly taking a dislike to the man.
Vines:
What’s the story with the cripple?
Walters:
God damn it Eddie, the show has barely started and you’ve made a nazi reference to the fans and now called a man in a wheelchair a cripple, would you watch what you say! We are going to get taken off the air!!
Vines:
Oh and you don’t do anything controversial!!
Walters:
What? I don’t!!
Vines:
Except openly and publicly fantasize about the size of a wrestlers shalong! Freak!!
Walters:
I didn’t fant- Oh forget it!!
The two men just circle one another before Ba-Boo stops and looks the man up and down in a “how you doing” fashion, however Dramorion instantly takes offence to this and charges in with a big boot to the stomach of Ba-boo, he then slams some right hands across the back of the big man making him stumble into the ropes, he grabs Ba-Boo by the wrist and tugs him toward the ropes opposite, but Ba-Boo holds onto the top rope, blocking the attempt before suddenly tugging Dramorion into his large tree trunk like arms, he then lifts Kennedy off the mat into a…. a…. A cuddle!?!
Dramorion’s arms are by his side and he struggles to escape, but suddenly headbutts Ba-Boo breaking the hold and making the big man stumble into the ropes again, he stumbles back as he drops, but looks sickened and shocked by what just happened! He storms forward and just slams a big right hand across the face of Ba-Boo and another and another before running back into the ropes opposite, he suddenly comes back at Ba-Boo, but the big man angrily gets his bearing and lunges forward with a huge clothesline!
Dramorion is shocked and stands right back up but into another big clothesline and then another, his manager is livid outside the ring as Kennedy crawls to a corner for a restbite, but Ba-Boo just grins from ear to ear and suddenly turns to the fans and with some kind of attempted, sultry dance, undoes the cord on his trousers and pulls them down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walters:
HOLY SHIT!!! Oh god no!!
Vines:
Fucking hell, he does have a big sausage!!
Ba-Boo just points at Dramorion to the excited fans and with a slow walk, just turns away from him, his legs either side of the dazed opponents body and with a thurst, shoves his ass right in the face of Dramorion and wiggles from side to side giving the hired gun a real eye full of the one thing no man or woman wants to see!! Ba-Boo just walks back to the middle of the ring as the disgusted and disturbed Dramorion Kennedy stumbles up to his feet in desperation, he then turns right into the waiting hand of Ba-Boo, CHOKESLAM!! He covers,
1,
2,
3…
HE DONE IT!! Ba-Boo picks up a win on Carnage and stands with a smile on his face to the masses, he lifts his arms as “It’s raining men” begins to play through the speakers again.
Walters:
A rare, but impressive win here for Ba-Boo and a match a doubt Kennedy is ever going to forget!
Vines:
I know I sure as sausage won’t… I mean sure as hell, I SAID SURE AS HELL!!
Ba-Boo just pulls his pants back up and ties the cord as he continues to take in the applause from the fans, however his music suddenly stops, replaced with “Survival of the Sickest” by Saliva. The chorus explodes through the speakers as a confused Ba-Boo turns to face the rampway, as he turns, he see’s Lethal Weapon suddenly walk out from the back, his expression cold and giving nothing away, the fans are cheering loudly, but many are as confused as Ba-Boo, wondering what Weapon wants. Ba-boo watches as Weapon enters the ring and lifts his arms in confusion, asking Weapon what he is doing out here, Lethal says nothing and just paces the ring for a moment before suddenly, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR ON BA-BOO!!!
Walters:
What the fuck!?! Why has Weapon done that!!
Vines:
I swear this guy is Bi-Polar!
The fans are loudly giving the legend a mixed reaction as he just stands over the curled up Ba-Boo, his eyes angrily glaring down over the big man, he then turns to see Dramorion slowly getting back to his feet, keeping one eye on Ba-Boo he backs up to Dramorion and offers the man a hand to a now universal boo from the fans and quickly helps him up to his feet, he then asks Kennedy if he is ok to which he gets a nod. Dramorion is furious though and walks across to Ba-Boo, slamming his boot over his chest over and over again, he then grins and turns back to the middle of the ring, but right into Weapon who lifts him onto his shoulders, EQUILIBRIUM!!! The fans are even more confused, all of them standing on there feet, many of them now cheering loudly even though they had just booed moments before. Weapon quickly rolls back to his feet, he grabs Kennedy by the hair and throws him out of the ring in front of the announcer desks, he then climbs out with him and pulls Kennedy onto the table of the Spanish announce crew.
Walters:
Weapon, what the fuck are you doing, why are you doing this?
Vines:
Because he can!
Weapon places Dramorion’s head between his legs and hooks both of his arms, FINAL SHOT PEDIGREE RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!! The table explodes all over the place as Kennedy’s manager looks on in horror. Weapon takes a second to sit back and look at the destruction he just caused before rolling back to his feet, he rolls into the ring and is handed a microphone as he glares at Ba-Boo, however as he lifts it to his mouth, he suddenly stops and just glares at the loud mixed reaction from the fans. With a smile he then drops the microphone to the floor without saying a word and just walks casually back up the ramp as his music explodes through the speaker systems.
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The shot appears backstage with the ever popular Tom Hammond staring into the camera.
Hammond:
Ladies and gentleman, I am backstage with one half of the Aftermath stable, Rayne Young.
Boo’s ring out loudly as Rayne appears in the shot, a wide smile across his face as he glares at the ground, thinking back to what he and Jacob managed to do two weeks ago at Carnage 8.
Hammond:
Rayne, I have to ask you something, tonight, you weren’t booked, Riley gave you the show off and yet here you are and the question is, what are you thinking? Aren’t you worried that Priest is going to be looking for you and what he might do if he finds you?
Rayne’s smug expression suddenly fades and is replaced by a look of utter confusion, he takes in what Hammond has said for a moment, but then speaks.
Rayne:
Priest? What would Priest want to do to me? I didn’t even know the two of us had a problem with one another!
Hammond:
You’re kidding right? Maybe I should remind you that two weeks ago, you went to that ring in the main event, a main event that gave Priest a one on one World title shot like he has been asking for and you COST him the match, cost him the title and cost him the chance to be World Champion!
Rayne suddenly grins from ear to ear again and places a friendly hand on the shoulder of Hammond
Rayne:
OHHH! That old chestnut! Yeah, sorry, I totally forgot we did that to him two weeks ago, but it doesn’t matter, because what we actually did Tom, was give Priest another opportunity, another chance to somehow come back and fight for the World title again on another day!
Hammond:
You did?
Rayne:
Of course we did. Think about it, if Priest lost the match one on one, his excuses, his endless list of reasonings for why he can’t win the big one and why his career has been the symbolic equivalent to the water in your toilets at home would have had to come to an end and his chances at the gold would have been over!
Hammond:
And you think Priest is going to buy that?
Rayne:
Hammond, I quite frankly couldn’t give a shit what that oversized ape of a man thinks and does, the bottom line is, he got in our way and he got dealt with, what he lost or didn’t lose, what he did or didn’t do, is irrelevant and meaningless and when Jacob wins the World title at the pay per view and I win the Rumble to become number one contender and the world looks on at the two most dominant men in this business today at the top of the ladder, what happened to Priest will be a question everyone will forget about, just like they will his career!
Rayne taps the shoulder of Hammond in a reassuring manner as his smile gets wider and wider, his face more smug by the second, he then walks out of shot as Hammond looks on, however the fans suddenly explode into cheers as from behind a curtain, Priest suddenly appears, his face angry and cold, he stands beside Hammond who looks up at him in shock, not knowing he was there this whole time and then watches as Priest walks in chase of Rayne.
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Back in the arena, the sound of “Mind Heist” by Zack Hemsey suddenly plays over the speaker system causing the fans to stand to there feet and look up the ramp, cheering all the while as the video for the FWA owner, Riley Addison begins to play. With the loud climax of the music, fireworks explode from the stage and the owner suddenly steps out, suited and booted in the finest designer gear, he smiles at the fans and nods in appreciation of them before walking down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans in the front row, he then walks up the steps and across the apron, looking out over the fans one more time before entering the ring and just taking a microphone from the announcer, he then waits as his music dies down and listens to the German fans chanting and cheering him.
Riley:
I’m not going to lie, I wanted to come out here with some really happy news and I wanted to come out here and give everyone all around the world some information that would excite them in a way nothing else could, a business changing agreement no less, however, the way this show started has got me concerned and now I have to be honest, my ‘good news’ is a little bit of a mixed bag.
The fans sit down and listen as Riley begins to pace the ring.
Riley:
But hey, why don’t I start as I meant to originally with the news that comes off the back of me being in the United States all of this week, I actually only flew back this morning, so I’m a little jet lagged, but nonetheless, the news I have is huge, it’s massive, its epic, its whatever you want to call it to hype it up, but the news is that the pay per view which is a little over two weeks away is no longer just an FWA pay per view, no, no, no, Warfare and Riots, the big FWA event is being pushed back until later in the year, because as of last night, the contracts were signed and the deals were made.
The fans wait on the edge of there seats for what the news might be.
Riley:
In two weeks, FWA’s roster is going to walk into Detroit, Michigan, U.S.A and we are going to walk right into the HOME of the company known as Motor City Wrestling and we are going to join them in a an all out war of a royal rumble match to determine a number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, a match that will be contended AT Warfare and Riots in March later this year! So it’s FWA Vs MCW, FWA Vs FWA, MCW Vs MCW, all out war, but all that’s important to me, is that when the job is done and the dust is settled, the FWA stands tall above the MCW and wins that Dedication Royal Rumble!!!
The fans are going nuts at the news, all of them jumping around and cheering as Riley smugly grins from ear to ear, knowing he is also the first to announce it, with this in mind, he just looks down the camera and gives the MCW owners a cheeky wink before looking up the ramp and then back at the destroyed announce table, his smile slowly fading.
Riley:
Now as good as that news might be and as great as it would have been for me to walk out on that note and leave you guys all hyped and excited for that event, I have something else I need to do out here, you see, the way this show started disappointed me, seeing Ba-Boo pick up a win as disturbing as it might have been is something many of us like to see here in the FWA and then watching him and a new talent like Kennedy get left so badly beaten, his contract is going to be null and void before he can even begin here, that just doesn’t fly with me, so Weapon… Get out here please.
Riley just paces the ring before looking up the ramp, his eyes glancing around the staging as he notices nothing is happening, with a sigh and a deep breath, he just lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Riley:
Ok, fine, you don’t want to come out here and explain yourself, explain your actions, let me make something clear to you and make sure you are damn well listening, Nick, because we are friends, have been a long time and you were the guy who trained me to get in this ring, you also trained Eddie Vines, the guy we have on commentary these days and you’ve trained many top talents in this business, but Nick, Lethal, whatever you want to be called, don’t think for a second that our ‘friendship’ is going to stop me enforcing the law on you like I do with everyone else… Bottom line is simple, you had no reason to attack those two men at the opening of this show, you had no feud with them, no agendas, they’d done nothing to you and yet, you’ve come out here, ended one mans career and taken another mans moment in the spotlight. Are you happy with yourself? Are you?
Riley shakes his head and sighs again, he is frustrated, but he knows what Weapon has been going through and slowly he lifts the microphone again.
Riley:
Lethal, it’s no lie to say the world has an idea about the things going on in your personal life right now and as much as I understand how hurt you are, pal, you can’t bring that kind of anger into work, you just can’t. You need to control yourself, you need to keep your personal life and your professional life under some element of guidance for the sake of you and the rest of this roster, if you want help, if you want to chat wit-
Suddenly “Survival of the sickest” Explodes through the speakers and Weapon quickly appears from the back, his face furious, but he doesn’t walk to the ring, instead he just stands at the top of the ramp, he glares a hole through Riley who can instantly tell he isn’t in the best of moods, that being the understatement of the century.
Weapon:
Help? You think I need help? Help with what Riley? The fact is, before the boom of the wrestling world hit, the careers of a few wrestlers for the sake of ratings was a risk worth taking, destroying the lesser, the weak was a common and frequent task taken on by those in a stronger, more dominant position, a position I have been sat in for just short of the amount of years you have been alive.
Riley:
But it can’t happen here, not here.
Weapon:
It will happen wherever I please it. Riley, we are ‘friends’ but asking me to toe the line and to do as I’m told is something that has never worked and most certainly won’t work now. The fact is, we have a sick society of people on our hands and many of them are here in this federation, the likes of Jacob Laymon, Rayne Young, Glory Braddock, even people like the Great Ba-Boo who uses his body to ‘get over’ a man so lacking in the confidence of his own ability that he feels the need to bare himself naked to get anywhere in this industry.
Riley, my agenda has become clear, my mission even clearer and one way or another, I am going to rid this federation of every disease ridden son of a bitch in it and if that means its left to me and you to fight for 2 hours a night to fill the slot and entertain these fans, then so be it, because as much as I am not against them, I am not against you, I am not against the good and the honourable that this federation has… I am against those who drag us down, the gutter rats of the FWA and with that announcement just now, the gutter rats of the MCW as well!
The fans are loud, but the reaction is clearly mixed, with some cheering him, others booing him still for what he did to Ba-Boo.
Weapon:
Riley, if you know what’s good for you… You won’t be stupid enough to get in my way… DON’T, get in my way!
Weapon just drops the microphone as the two men simply stare down one another from across the arena, finally Weapon turns and walks into the back as Riley looks on, the fans taking in everything that just happened, the tension suddenly appearing between friends, between owner and roster member.
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Jackson Adams is glaring into the ground as if trying to move the floor with his mind, however he then sighs heavily, confidence seeming to disappear from his body instantly.
Tommy:
You see something on the ground that I can’t?
Tommy appears next to Jackson, glaring at the same piece of marble floor as Jackson, a smile across his face.
Tommy:
Want to talk about it?
Jackson sniggers off the suggestion before turning to Tommy, the two men very even in stature, both of them not backing down from one another.
Jackson:
With all due respect, I wouldn’t come to someone I don’t know if I had something on my mind, so I don’t think you’ll be needed.
Tommy:
True, I wouldn’t go to someone I didn’t know either.
Jackson just nods in agreement and sits back down on the table where he was positioned originally, however Tommy just walks round in front of him, causing Jackson to glare up at him, confused and slightly agitated by the new guys persistence.
Tommy:
BUT, what about if I offered, not just as someone you didn’t know, but a guy who needs a partner for the Dedication Pay Per View to fight Brittany Lohan and Marie Williams for the tag team Championships? What do you think? Me and you, fighting it out for the titles against two of your former stable mates? Sound like fun?
Jackson stands up from the table confused, his eyes glaring suspiciously at Tommy Dewitt.
Jackson:
Are you trying to mock me? Are you taking the piss? I haven’t won a match in weeks and tonight I’m fighting Laymon and the World Champion alongside a guy who’s on about as bad a streak as me and yet, you want to pick me as your partner… Really!?!
Jackson looks ready to punch Tommy, thinking he is taking the piss, but Dewitt removes a contract from his back pocket and hands it to Jackson who quickly looks at it, glancing with surprise, his features loosening and becoming less aggressive as he reads it.
Tommy:
When I was in the wrestling world, it was a land of opportunity, where people of all shapes and sizes could compete and be given a chance to shine, it seems Riley Addison agrees with me that those times should come back. Jackson, if you don’t get given opportunities to turn bad times around, how will you ever climb back to the top where you once were? This is your opportunity, help me take those titles from Williams and Lohan and I’ll help you get your career back on track, what do you say?
Jackson hands him the piece of paper back and just extends his hand which Tommy meets, the two men shaking.
Jackson:
I appreciate this, you can count me in. At Dedication, I’ll give it my all and if there is one thing I will enjoy more then any other, it’s taking those gold belts from around the waist of Apocalypse!
Tommy:
Well wish me luck, who knows, I might be able to start that tonight!
The two men smile before Tommy turns and leaves the shot, Jackson just looks on, his mind wandering as instantly his confidence seems to be coming back to him.
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Brittany Lohan Vs Kirsta Lewis
The lights dim and "Warrior" by Disturbed blares over the speakers, instantly encouraging the fans to boo loudly when they recognize whose theme this is. There's a brief delay but with the spotlight focused on the large curtains, they are literally ripped open as Lohan steps out into the light like the beast she is. Her eyes pan around the grandstands closest to her and she snarls at those within them who jeer her. She looks like a woman possessed as she suddenly shuts out the fans and focuses solely on the squared circle.
With clenched fists, gritted teeth and glaring eyes... Lohan begins to make her way down the ramp and towards the ring, power walking with suitably powerful strides . She acts as if the arena is empty, no, well she now does believe the arena is empty in her mind. As she nears the squared circle, Lohan slows down a little and then proceeds to walk around its entire perimeter once with her eyes closed before suddenly running up the steel steps and vaulting over the top rope and into the ring. Her entire presence has suddenly intensified as she warms up by running off the ropes and doing some stretches in wait of her opposition tonight.
Walters:
So here we go, more in ring action to come and this is going to be a show stealer Eddie, two top female talents, although you have to question the commitment of Kirsta Lewis who has been loudly speaking up against FWA, stating her loyalty is with the MCW!
Vines:
Who can blame her, the MCW is an amazing place to be.
Walters:
What!?! Since when did you become pro-MCW!?!
Vines:
Since they gave me a job dumbass!
Walters:
Eddie, you work for FWA?
Vines:
I DO!?! Shit!
As her music plays she appears, dressed in all black leather with a whip in her hand. She cracks it a few times as she walks down to the ring. As the fans boo her it never fazes her as she keeps her head held high, tossing her long dark hair from side to side. She knows she is one of the most hated women in the sport and she lets it be known she likes it that way. At ringside, she raises her hands to the crowd and flips them all off before slipping into the ring and glaring at Lohan with a smile.
Walters:
Such a weird atmosphere, the fans don’t seem to know who to support in this one, neither woman is overly popular at the moment.
Vines:
Mother says its because they make Jesus angry.
Walters:
And why does your mother think that Eddie?
Vines:
DON’T QUESTION MOTHER YOU FUCKING SAUSAGE SMUGGLER!!! SHE SAYS IT, SO ITS TRUE, GOD HATES THESE WOMEN!!!
Walters:
Fine, fine, ok, calm down. Jesus.
Vines:
Precisely, Jesus.
The bell sounds as the two women just slowly begin to circle the ring, initially they are both wary, looking for the right moment to strike, however Kirsta is the one who lunges in and hooks up with a collar elbow tie up, but after some jossling, Brittany shows amazing strength, literally just throwing Kirsta to the ground with a thump! Lewis looks shocked and rolls away before getting back to her feet as Lohan angrily looks on.
Again, both women slowly begin to circle, however this time Kirsta slides on her knees, trying to grab the legs of Brittany who lifts them every time, keeping away from her attempts to go low with the attack, however Kirsta finally catches her, sliding and grabbing the ankle, she stands up and just cockily laughs in the face of Brittany, however Lohan then grabs the top rope and pulls her knee up to her chest before aggressively kicking Kirsta backwards across the ring! Again Kirsta is shocked but this time charges straight back in, however Brittany sidesteps her and throws her over with a nice hip toss takedown that makes Kirsta arch her back on impact of the move against the canvas.
She quickly stands back up though and sprints at Brittany again, but Lohan ducks low and lifts Kirsta up and over with a nice back body drop that has Kirsta arch her back momentarily again. Kirsta rolls back to her feet and for a third time, quickly sprints at Brittany, but again, Lohan waits patiently and counters, this time with a perfectly timed spinning leg sweep to the shins of Kirsta turning her inside out before she hits the ring mat. This time Kirsta stays down and just grabs her shins in pain, she rolls across to the corner of the ring, but Brittany is up and stalks her across, however as she gets close, Kirsta just lunges forward with a headbutt to the stomach of Lohan knocking her back a step. Kirsta grabs her by the waist and throws her in the corner before slamming some hard shoulder shots into her stomach again, knocking the air from her lungs, she then grabs the wrist of Lohan and throws her across the ring, no, counter, and Lewis hits the corner first instead and Brittany follows in with a sharp back elbow to the jaw, she then steps a pace back toward the centre of the ring before hitting a magnificent pele kick that rocks Kirsta and only because of the top rope, she remains on her feet.
Walters:
Wow, big kick by Brittany! Great Athleticism!!
Vines:
You know why Jesus hates them?
Walters:
No, but I guess you’re going to tell me?
Vines:
Actually I wasn’t. I just wondered if you knew.
Brittany just grabs Kirsta by the head and walks her to the centre of the ring before quickly snapmaring her over, she then slaps a hard chop across the back of the Kirsta causing the fans to go “ooo” from the sound of the chop, she then swings a boot at the chest of Kirsta, but Lewis grabs the ankle of Lohan and holds it in place before throwing it up into the air as she swings her body to hit a nice spinning leg sweep of her own on the standing leg of Brittany taking her down to the mat impressively.
This gives Kirsta some breathing space as slowly both women get back up to there feet, finally Kirsta turns and runs at Brittany who ducks low, but Kirsta back rolls over her and lands on her feet with a slight stumble, Brittany however just turns to face her, Kirsta sprints at her again but as she gets close, Lohan sidesteps and just kicks her ankles away causing Kirsta’s own momentum to send her flying through the air and right through the ropes to the outside of the ring causing the fans to chant “holy shit” in German over and over again!!
Brittany just stalks Kirsta now who slowly begins to stand up, as she does, Lohan runs off the far ropes and comes back before leaping through the ropes with a huge suicide dive that knocks Kirsta right over the ring barrier and in amongst the fans to much of the delight of the manly man based audience!!
Walters:
Being in the crowd, could potentially be more dangerous for Kirsta, she’s an attractive woman!
Vines:
Yeah and imagine how many of these guys do porn! After all German Porn is an actual business over here!
Walters:
And you’d know how?
Vines:
More questions about men’s sausages huh? You sicken me!
Kirsta just struggles to shake the cobwebs as she gets back to her knees, as she does, Brittany grabs her by the hair and slowly begins to lift her, but not for long as Kirsta suddenly drops back to her knees and levels Brittany jaw first on the metal ring barrier!! With Brittany dazed, Kirsta suddenly stands and leaps up onto the metal guard rail, Lohan turns to her and Lewis leaps forward, but Brittany grabs her in mid-air and using Kirsta’s own momentum drops her face first on the ring apron causing her to flop backwards onto the safety mats, the fans reacting to every shot, really getting into this match as the referee tries to regain some control.
Brittany just rolls back into the ring, however Kirsta is sitting up and complaining about her arm, the official drops down and begins to talk to her and the camera catches Kirsta complaining, saying her arm isn’t right for the match, that she needs to pull out, Brittany however shakes her head to this and to some cheers – something she isn’t used to – she drops back down out of the ring and just grabs Kirsta by the head, she lifts her to her feet and rolls her back into the ring aggressively before rolling in herself, however she is instantly held back by the official who tries to give Kirsta a break.
Walters:
Kirsta looks genuinely hurt here.
The official just checks on Lewis, but again, Brittany impatiently storms in and pushes the official aside, as she does, Kirsta stabs a thumb right into the eye of Lohan causing her to back off, she then hooks her head and goes for a suplex, but instantly the arm plays up and stops her. Kirsta just drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, cradling that arm again as Brittany blinks erratically to get her sight back, the official is right back by Kirsta’s side, but an angry Lohan doesn’t hold back, she rolls out of the ring, chasing Kirsta and shoves the official aside before grabbing Kirsta by the back of the head and the top of her pants and turning her in a full circle before throwing her with vicious momentum right into the steel guard rail!!!
The fans are cheering for this as Brittany then turns to the fans and leans over the rail, grabbing a steel chair from behind it, she then sets it up by the other guard rail across from her, she walks around to Kirsta and lifts her to her feet before placing her on the chair, she then steps right back and with a quick run up, charges at Kirsta, but Lewis suddenly lunges forward off the chair and drops Brittany with a tough clothesline with the alleged bad arm!!!
Vines:
HA! She was lying, classic!
Kirsta just grins as the fans boo loudly, she stands to her feet and turns to a camera, shouting “that is sense, real intelligence!” she then grabs Brittany and rolls her back into the ring, she rolls in after her and grabs her by the head, but Lohan slams a fist into her stomach and another and another, breaking the hold, she then turns and runs into the ropes, but Kirsta leapfrogs her as she continues on into the ropes again, but this time she slides down onto her chest forcing Brittany to keep going, she does and hits the ropes again picking up even more momentum, but runs right back into a perfectly executed dropkick that drops Lohan like a sack of potatoes as the hellcat just stands up with a smug grin on her face, her arms outstretched to the booing fans.
Kirsta just waves the fans away before turning back to Brittany who is up to one knee, she slams a hard fist into the face of Lohan and another before placing her knee on the back of Brittany’s back and pushing her down throat first on the middle rope to the officials protests! He counts to four and she breaks the choke, but continues to taunt the fans into a frenzy of boo’s and hatred.
She turns back to Brittany who is up in the corner, casually she walks over and just slams a hard forearm into the skull of the tag team champion causing Brittany to stumble away, trying to get some breathing space unsuccessfully, however as Kirsta turns her around, Brittany suddenly slams a right into her stomach, then a swift jab into her face and another and another and another, but suddenly Kirsta fires back with a vicious right hand of her own stunning Brittany where she stands, Kirsta then turns and runs back into the ropes building some momentum again but runs right back into a furious Brittany Lohan who catches her and lifts her into a manhatton drop before quickly standing back to her feet, she runs into the far ropes and flies back with a vicious knee to the face of Kirsta taking her down to the mat in aggressive fashion!!! She then calls for her finisher to a loud, but mixed reaction from the fans.
Walters:
This could be it! Brittany is going to get the victory if she can hit her move now.
Vines:
Except she won’t… Because Jesus hates her.
Brittany just stalks Kirsta, waiting for her to stand like a woman possessed, finally she does, and turns right into a stiff boot to the stomach bending Kirsta over, she then hooks her arms, THE FINAL SOLUTION!! No, Kirsta stands up and back body drops Brittany over, but Lohan grits her teeth and quickly gets back to her feet to keep the momentum, she turns back to Kirsta, HELL’S BITCH KICK OUT OF NOWHERE!!! Brittany just drops to the canvas like a sack of potatoes, as Kirsta drops to her knees and casually makes the cover,
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2…
3… NO! The official has been tugged out of the ring, Kirsta looks up to see the official stumbling as he gets his balance, angrily she gets to her feet, her arms outstretched and demanding to know what he is playing at. The fans are going mental as Kirsta demands he get back in the ring, she then turns, HELLS BITCH KICK ON KIRSTA LEWIS… BY JACKIE DANIELS!!! The fans are literally in fever pitch, all of them going insane with cheers as she just looks over Kirsta, however she isn’t finished and just grabs Brittany, throwing her over Lewis and then leaving the ring as the dazed and bewildered ref looks on confused, he then sees the cover and drops down to the mat,
1…
2…
3…
The fans cheer loudly as Brittany rolls off of Kirsta and glares up the ramp showing a mixture of anger and confusion at the sight of Jackie Daniels as she backs up the ramp, a sly grin coming across her face.
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Boo’s suddenly ring out around the arena as Jacob Laymon appears, his face cold, angry, his eyes glare ahead and as the camera zooms out, the boos get louder as Glory Braddock stares right back at him, the two of them stand weary, but without aggression, both them close enough to one another to whisper, but still, nobody flinches or blinks, both of them just stand like the giants of the sport that they are, glaring at one another.
Finally, Jacob begins to grin slyly, his eyes glancing at the World title before suddenly he speaks.
Jacob:
I didn’t much appreciate being tricked two weeks ago.
Glory:
I didn’t much like being attacked from behind and having my match ruined.
Silence reigns over the two again as they just stare at one another before Jacob speaks.
Jacob:
Fine, for the sake of tonight, for the sake of our match, lets call it even. Then at Dedication, we fight for that belt and get any problems we have one another done and dusted there, not tonight.
Glory:
…I can agree to that on one condition…
Jacob:
Being?
Glory:
Double cross me Laymon and your shot, it’s gone, tonight its me and you for the win, at dedication, its me and you to name the best in the business, but not before hand!?!
Jacob:
…Fine.
Glory:
Just know, at the pay per view, at dedication… I am going to take you through hell if I have to and when the match is done and all is over, this title, like it has done for SO long, is staying over my shoulder!
Glory just rubs the belt with her wrist before shoving past Laymon, her tone angry, short tempered and quick to fire, she heads out of shot as the much calmer Jacob Laymon looks on, his ‘big night’ only two weeks away!
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Eli Legacy is seen backstage stretching and preparing for his match tonight, he is looking in good condition and is clearly focused on what he has to do, however the boo’s get louder as Rayne Young suddenly steps into the picture, the legend just watches Eli prepare before the younger man stops and glares up at Rayne with a look of distain and no respect whatsoever.
Rayne:
Your doing pretty good kid, me and Jacob, we’ve been pretty impressed with what we’ve seen from you recently.
Eli:
That right?
Rayne:
Totally and rumour has it that aftermath might have room for three top of there game guys and I’m guessing, if you carry on the route your going, you could be one of them.
Rayne looks cocky and very self-sure, Eli just nods at these words, a humorous smile appearing across his face.
Eli:
So if I’m one of these top of there game talents… Mind telling me who the other two are?
Rayne:
Now han-
Eli:
NO! You hang the fuck on old man, the fact is, I don’t need you coming up in my face and speaking your cliché bullshit about stables and fucking groups, if you and Jacob have been watching me so god damn much, you’ll know I am happy to go it alone and do my own thing, after all, I’ve been beating over the hill bitch legends ever since I got here.
Rayne’s smile and cockiness fades instantly but he doesn’t back off, instead his eyes just become angry.
Rayne:
You know what… I’ll forgive you for mouthing off at me like that because I remember what it was like being the new boy around town, I remember how important it was to look tough in the eyes of any kind of adversity, so for now, I’ll forgive you, but boy, you’re making enemies pretty quick around these parts and if you really want to add me to that list, you’ll speak down to me like that again.
Eli just smiles humorously again and sighs as he remains silent, listening to what Rayne has to say.
Rayne, I have to ask you something, tonight, you weren’t booked, Riley gave you the show off and yet here you are and the question is, what are you thinking? Aren’t you worried that Priest is going to be looking for you and what he might do if he finds you?
Rayne’s smug expression suddenly fades and is replaced by a look of utter confusion, he takes in what Hammond has said for a moment, but then speaks.
Rayne:
Priest? What would Priest want to do to me? I didn’t even know the two of us had a problem with one another!
Hammond:
You’re kidding right? Maybe I should remind you that two weeks ago, you went to that ring in the main event, a main event that gave Priest a one on one World title shot like he has been asking for and you COST him the match, cost him the title and cost him the chance to be World Champion!
Rayne suddenly grins from ear to ear again and places a friendly hand on the shoulder of Hammond
Rayne:
OHHH! That old chestnut! Yeah, sorry, I totally forgot we did that to him two weeks ago, but it doesn’t matter, because what we actually did Tom, was give Priest another opportunity, another chance to somehow come back and fight for the World title again on another day!
Hammond:
You did?
Rayne:
Of course we did. Think about it, if Priest lost the match one on one, his excuses, his endless list of reasonings for why he can’t win the big one and why his career has been the symbolic equivalent to the water in your toilets at home would have had to come to an end and his chances at the gold would have been over!
Hammond:
And you think Priest is going to buy that?
Rayne:
Hammond, I quite frankly couldn’t give a shit what that oversized ape of a man thinks and does, the bottom line is, he got in our way and he got dealt with, what he lost or didn’t lose, what he did or didn’t do, is irrelevant and meaningless and when Jacob wins the World title at the pay per view and I win the Rumble to become number one contender and the world looks on at the two most dominant men in this business today at the top of the ladder, what happened to Priest will be a question everyone will forget about, just like they will his career!
Rayne taps the shoulder of Hammond in a reassuring manner as his smile gets wider and wider, his face more smug by the second, he then walks out of shot as Hammond looks on, however the fans suddenly explode into cheers as from behind a curtain, Priest suddenly appears, his face angry and cold, he stands beside Hammond who looks up at him in shock, not knowing he was there this whole time and then watches as Priest walks in chase of Rayne.
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Back in the arena, the sound of “Mind Heist” by Zack Hemsey suddenly plays over the speaker system causing the fans to stand to there feet and look up the ramp, cheering all the while as the video for the FWA owner, Riley Addison begins to play. With the loud climax of the music, fireworks explode from the stage and the owner suddenly steps out, suited and booted in the finest designer gear, he smiles at the fans and nods in appreciation of them before walking down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans in the front row, he then walks up the steps and across the apron, looking out over the fans one more time before entering the ring and just taking a microphone from the announcer, he then waits as his music dies down and listens to the German fans chanting and cheering him.
Riley:
I’m not going to lie, I wanted to come out here with some really happy news and I wanted to come out here and give everyone all around the world some information that would excite them in a way nothing else could, a business changing agreement no less, however, the way this show started has got me concerned and now I have to be honest, my ‘good news’ is a little bit of a mixed bag.
The fans sit down and listen as Riley begins to pace the ring.
Riley:
But hey, why don’t I start as I meant to originally with the news that comes off the back of me being in the United States all of this week, I actually only flew back this morning, so I’m a little jet lagged, but nonetheless, the news I have is huge, it’s massive, its epic, its whatever you want to call it to hype it up, but the news is that the pay per view which is a little over two weeks away is no longer just an FWA pay per view, no, no, no, Warfare and Riots, the big FWA event is being pushed back until later in the year, because as of last night, the contracts were signed and the deals were made.
The fans wait on the edge of there seats for what the news might be.
Riley:
In two weeks, FWA’s roster is going to walk into Detroit, Michigan, U.S.A and we are going to walk right into the HOME of the company known as Motor City Wrestling and we are going to join them in a an all out war of a royal rumble match to determine a number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, a match that will be contended AT Warfare and Riots in March later this year! So it’s FWA Vs MCW, FWA Vs FWA, MCW Vs MCW, all out war, but all that’s important to me, is that when the job is done and the dust is settled, the FWA stands tall above the MCW and wins that Dedication Royal Rumble!!!
The fans are going nuts at the news, all of them jumping around and cheering as Riley smugly grins from ear to ear, knowing he is also the first to announce it, with this in mind, he just looks down the camera and gives the MCW owners a cheeky wink before looking up the ramp and then back at the destroyed announce table, his smile slowly fading.
Riley:
Now as good as that news might be and as great as it would have been for me to walk out on that note and leave you guys all hyped and excited for that event, I have something else I need to do out here, you see, the way this show started disappointed me, seeing Ba-Boo pick up a win as disturbing as it might have been is something many of us like to see here in the FWA and then watching him and a new talent like Kennedy get left so badly beaten, his contract is going to be null and void before he can even begin here, that just doesn’t fly with me, so Weapon… Get out here please.
Riley just paces the ring before looking up the ramp, his eyes glancing around the staging as he notices nothing is happening, with a sigh and a deep breath, he just lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Riley:
Ok, fine, you don’t want to come out here and explain yourself, explain your actions, let me make something clear to you and make sure you are damn well listening, Nick, because we are friends, have been a long time and you were the guy who trained me to get in this ring, you also trained Eddie Vines, the guy we have on commentary these days and you’ve trained many top talents in this business, but Nick, Lethal, whatever you want to be called, don’t think for a second that our ‘friendship’ is going to stop me enforcing the law on you like I do with everyone else… Bottom line is simple, you had no reason to attack those two men at the opening of this show, you had no feud with them, no agendas, they’d done nothing to you and yet, you’ve come out here, ended one mans career and taken another mans moment in the spotlight. Are you happy with yourself? Are you?
Riley shakes his head and sighs again, he is frustrated, but he knows what Weapon has been going through and slowly he lifts the microphone again.
Riley:
Lethal, it’s no lie to say the world has an idea about the things going on in your personal life right now and as much as I understand how hurt you are, pal, you can’t bring that kind of anger into work, you just can’t. You need to control yourself, you need to keep your personal life and your professional life under some element of guidance for the sake of you and the rest of this roster, if you want help, if you want to chat wit-
Suddenly “Survival of the sickest” Explodes through the speakers and Weapon quickly appears from the back, his face furious, but he doesn’t walk to the ring, instead he just stands at the top of the ramp, he glares a hole through Riley who can instantly tell he isn’t in the best of moods, that being the understatement of the century.
Weapon:
Help? You think I need help? Help with what Riley? The fact is, before the boom of the wrestling world hit, the careers of a few wrestlers for the sake of ratings was a risk worth taking, destroying the lesser, the weak was a common and frequent task taken on by those in a stronger, more dominant position, a position I have been sat in for just short of the amount of years you have been alive.
Riley:
But it can’t happen here, not here.
Weapon:
It will happen wherever I please it. Riley, we are ‘friends’ but asking me to toe the line and to do as I’m told is something that has never worked and most certainly won’t work now. The fact is, we have a sick society of people on our hands and many of them are here in this federation, the likes of Jacob Laymon, Rayne Young, Glory Braddock, even people like the Great Ba-Boo who uses his body to ‘get over’ a man so lacking in the confidence of his own ability that he feels the need to bare himself naked to get anywhere in this industry.
Riley, my agenda has become clear, my mission even clearer and one way or another, I am going to rid this federation of every disease ridden son of a bitch in it and if that means its left to me and you to fight for 2 hours a night to fill the slot and entertain these fans, then so be it, because as much as I am not against them, I am not against you, I am not against the good and the honourable that this federation has… I am against those who drag us down, the gutter rats of the FWA and with that announcement just now, the gutter rats of the MCW as well!
The fans are loud, but the reaction is clearly mixed, with some cheering him, others booing him still for what he did to Ba-Boo.
Weapon:
Riley, if you know what’s good for you… You won’t be stupid enough to get in my way… DON’T, get in my way!
Weapon just drops the microphone as the two men simply stare down one another from across the arena, finally Weapon turns and walks into the back as Riley looks on, the fans taking in everything that just happened, the tension suddenly appearing between friends, between owner and roster member.
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Jackson Adams is glaring into the ground as if trying to move the floor with his mind, however he then sighs heavily, confidence seeming to disappear from his body instantly.
Tommy:
You see something on the ground that I can’t?
Tommy appears next to Jackson, glaring at the same piece of marble floor as Jackson, a smile across his face.
Tommy:
Want to talk about it?
Jackson sniggers off the suggestion before turning to Tommy, the two men very even in stature, both of them not backing down from one another.
Jackson:
With all due respect, I wouldn’t come to someone I don’t know if I had something on my mind, so I don’t think you’ll be needed.
Tommy:
True, I wouldn’t go to someone I didn’t know either.
Jackson just nods in agreement and sits back down on the table where he was positioned originally, however Tommy just walks round in front of him, causing Jackson to glare up at him, confused and slightly agitated by the new guys persistence.
Tommy:
BUT, what about if I offered, not just as someone you didn’t know, but a guy who needs a partner for the Dedication Pay Per View to fight Brittany Lohan and Marie Williams for the tag team Championships? What do you think? Me and you, fighting it out for the titles against two of your former stable mates? Sound like fun?
Jackson stands up from the table confused, his eyes glaring suspiciously at Tommy Dewitt.
Jackson:
Are you trying to mock me? Are you taking the piss? I haven’t won a match in weeks and tonight I’m fighting Laymon and the World Champion alongside a guy who’s on about as bad a streak as me and yet, you want to pick me as your partner… Really!?!
Jackson looks ready to punch Tommy, thinking he is taking the piss, but Dewitt removes a contract from his back pocket and hands it to Jackson who quickly looks at it, glancing with surprise, his features loosening and becoming less aggressive as he reads it.
Tommy:
When I was in the wrestling world, it was a land of opportunity, where people of all shapes and sizes could compete and be given a chance to shine, it seems Riley Addison agrees with me that those times should come back. Jackson, if you don’t get given opportunities to turn bad times around, how will you ever climb back to the top where you once were? This is your opportunity, help me take those titles from Williams and Lohan and I’ll help you get your career back on track, what do you say?
Jackson hands him the piece of paper back and just extends his hand which Tommy meets, the two men shaking.
Jackson:
I appreciate this, you can count me in. At Dedication, I’ll give it my all and if there is one thing I will enjoy more then any other, it’s taking those gold belts from around the waist of Apocalypse!
Tommy:
Well wish me luck, who knows, I might be able to start that tonight!
The two men smile before Tommy turns and leaves the shot, Jackson just looks on, his mind wandering as instantly his confidence seems to be coming back to him.
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Brittany Lohan Vs Kirsta Lewis
The lights dim and "Warrior" by Disturbed blares over the speakers, instantly encouraging the fans to boo loudly when they recognize whose theme this is. There's a brief delay but with the spotlight focused on the large curtains, they are literally ripped open as Lohan steps out into the light like the beast she is. Her eyes pan around the grandstands closest to her and she snarls at those within them who jeer her. She looks like a woman possessed as she suddenly shuts out the fans and focuses solely on the squared circle.
With clenched fists, gritted teeth and glaring eyes... Lohan begins to make her way down the ramp and towards the ring, power walking with suitably powerful strides . She acts as if the arena is empty, no, well she now does believe the arena is empty in her mind. As she nears the squared circle, Lohan slows down a little and then proceeds to walk around its entire perimeter once with her eyes closed before suddenly running up the steel steps and vaulting over the top rope and into the ring. Her entire presence has suddenly intensified as she warms up by running off the ropes and doing some stretches in wait of her opposition tonight.
Walters:
So here we go, more in ring action to come and this is going to be a show stealer Eddie, two top female talents, although you have to question the commitment of Kirsta Lewis who has been loudly speaking up against FWA, stating her loyalty is with the MCW!
Vines:
Who can blame her, the MCW is an amazing place to be.
Walters:
What!?! Since when did you become pro-MCW!?!
Vines:
Since they gave me a job dumbass!
Walters:
Eddie, you work for FWA?
Vines:
I DO!?! Shit!
As her music plays she appears, dressed in all black leather with a whip in her hand. She cracks it a few times as she walks down to the ring. As the fans boo her it never fazes her as she keeps her head held high, tossing her long dark hair from side to side. She knows she is one of the most hated women in the sport and she lets it be known she likes it that way. At ringside, she raises her hands to the crowd and flips them all off before slipping into the ring and glaring at Lohan with a smile.
Walters:
Such a weird atmosphere, the fans don’t seem to know who to support in this one, neither woman is overly popular at the moment.
Vines:
Mother says its because they make Jesus angry.
Walters:
And why does your mother think that Eddie?
Vines:
DON’T QUESTION MOTHER YOU FUCKING SAUSAGE SMUGGLER!!! SHE SAYS IT, SO ITS TRUE, GOD HATES THESE WOMEN!!!
Walters:
Fine, fine, ok, calm down. Jesus.
Vines:
Precisely, Jesus.
The bell sounds as the two women just slowly begin to circle the ring, initially they are both wary, looking for the right moment to strike, however Kirsta is the one who lunges in and hooks up with a collar elbow tie up, but after some jossling, Brittany shows amazing strength, literally just throwing Kirsta to the ground with a thump! Lewis looks shocked and rolls away before getting back to her feet as Lohan angrily looks on.
Again, both women slowly begin to circle, however this time Kirsta slides on her knees, trying to grab the legs of Brittany who lifts them every time, keeping away from her attempts to go low with the attack, however Kirsta finally catches her, sliding and grabbing the ankle, she stands up and just cockily laughs in the face of Brittany, however Lohan then grabs the top rope and pulls her knee up to her chest before aggressively kicking Kirsta backwards across the ring! Again Kirsta is shocked but this time charges straight back in, however Brittany sidesteps her and throws her over with a nice hip toss takedown that makes Kirsta arch her back on impact of the move against the canvas.
She quickly stands back up though and sprints at Brittany again, but Lohan ducks low and lifts Kirsta up and over with a nice back body drop that has Kirsta arch her back momentarily again. Kirsta rolls back to her feet and for a third time, quickly sprints at Brittany, but again, Lohan waits patiently and counters, this time with a perfectly timed spinning leg sweep to the shins of Kirsta turning her inside out before she hits the ring mat. This time Kirsta stays down and just grabs her shins in pain, she rolls across to the corner of the ring, but Brittany is up and stalks her across, however as she gets close, Kirsta just lunges forward with a headbutt to the stomach of Lohan knocking her back a step. Kirsta grabs her by the waist and throws her in the corner before slamming some hard shoulder shots into her stomach again, knocking the air from her lungs, she then grabs the wrist of Lohan and throws her across the ring, no, counter, and Lewis hits the corner first instead and Brittany follows in with a sharp back elbow to the jaw, she then steps a pace back toward the centre of the ring before hitting a magnificent pele kick that rocks Kirsta and only because of the top rope, she remains on her feet.
Walters:
Wow, big kick by Brittany! Great Athleticism!!
Vines:
You know why Jesus hates them?
Walters:
No, but I guess you’re going to tell me?
Vines:
Actually I wasn’t. I just wondered if you knew.
Brittany just grabs Kirsta by the head and walks her to the centre of the ring before quickly snapmaring her over, she then slaps a hard chop across the back of the Kirsta causing the fans to go “ooo” from the sound of the chop, she then swings a boot at the chest of Kirsta, but Lewis grabs the ankle of Lohan and holds it in place before throwing it up into the air as she swings her body to hit a nice spinning leg sweep of her own on the standing leg of Brittany taking her down to the mat impressively.
This gives Kirsta some breathing space as slowly both women get back up to there feet, finally Kirsta turns and runs at Brittany who ducks low, but Kirsta back rolls over her and lands on her feet with a slight stumble, Brittany however just turns to face her, Kirsta sprints at her again but as she gets close, Lohan sidesteps and just kicks her ankles away causing Kirsta’s own momentum to send her flying through the air and right through the ropes to the outside of the ring causing the fans to chant “holy shit” in German over and over again!!
Brittany just stalks Kirsta now who slowly begins to stand up, as she does, Lohan runs off the far ropes and comes back before leaping through the ropes with a huge suicide dive that knocks Kirsta right over the ring barrier and in amongst the fans to much of the delight of the manly man based audience!!
Walters:
Being in the crowd, could potentially be more dangerous for Kirsta, she’s an attractive woman!
Vines:
Yeah and imagine how many of these guys do porn! After all German Porn is an actual business over here!
Walters:
And you’d know how?
Vines:
More questions about men’s sausages huh? You sicken me!
Kirsta just struggles to shake the cobwebs as she gets back to her knees, as she does, Brittany grabs her by the hair and slowly begins to lift her, but not for long as Kirsta suddenly drops back to her knees and levels Brittany jaw first on the metal ring barrier!! With Brittany dazed, Kirsta suddenly stands and leaps up onto the metal guard rail, Lohan turns to her and Lewis leaps forward, but Brittany grabs her in mid-air and using Kirsta’s own momentum drops her face first on the ring apron causing her to flop backwards onto the safety mats, the fans reacting to every shot, really getting into this match as the referee tries to regain some control.
Brittany just rolls back into the ring, however Kirsta is sitting up and complaining about her arm, the official drops down and begins to talk to her and the camera catches Kirsta complaining, saying her arm isn’t right for the match, that she needs to pull out, Brittany however shakes her head to this and to some cheers – something she isn’t used to – she drops back down out of the ring and just grabs Kirsta by the head, she lifts her to her feet and rolls her back into the ring aggressively before rolling in herself, however she is instantly held back by the official who tries to give Kirsta a break.
Walters:
Kirsta looks genuinely hurt here.
The official just checks on Lewis, but again, Brittany impatiently storms in and pushes the official aside, as she does, Kirsta stabs a thumb right into the eye of Lohan causing her to back off, she then hooks her head and goes for a suplex, but instantly the arm plays up and stops her. Kirsta just drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, cradling that arm again as Brittany blinks erratically to get her sight back, the official is right back by Kirsta’s side, but an angry Lohan doesn’t hold back, she rolls out of the ring, chasing Kirsta and shoves the official aside before grabbing Kirsta by the back of the head and the top of her pants and turning her in a full circle before throwing her with vicious momentum right into the steel guard rail!!!
The fans are cheering for this as Brittany then turns to the fans and leans over the rail, grabbing a steel chair from behind it, she then sets it up by the other guard rail across from her, she walks around to Kirsta and lifts her to her feet before placing her on the chair, she then steps right back and with a quick run up, charges at Kirsta, but Lewis suddenly lunges forward off the chair and drops Brittany with a tough clothesline with the alleged bad arm!!!
Vines:
HA! She was lying, classic!
Kirsta just grins as the fans boo loudly, she stands to her feet and turns to a camera, shouting “that is sense, real intelligence!” she then grabs Brittany and rolls her back into the ring, she rolls in after her and grabs her by the head, but Lohan slams a fist into her stomach and another and another, breaking the hold, she then turns and runs into the ropes, but Kirsta leapfrogs her as she continues on into the ropes again, but this time she slides down onto her chest forcing Brittany to keep going, she does and hits the ropes again picking up even more momentum, but runs right back into a perfectly executed dropkick that drops Lohan like a sack of potatoes as the hellcat just stands up with a smug grin on her face, her arms outstretched to the booing fans.
Kirsta just waves the fans away before turning back to Brittany who is up to one knee, she slams a hard fist into the face of Lohan and another before placing her knee on the back of Brittany’s back and pushing her down throat first on the middle rope to the officials protests! He counts to four and she breaks the choke, but continues to taunt the fans into a frenzy of boo’s and hatred.
She turns back to Brittany who is up in the corner, casually she walks over and just slams a hard forearm into the skull of the tag team champion causing Brittany to stumble away, trying to get some breathing space unsuccessfully, however as Kirsta turns her around, Brittany suddenly slams a right into her stomach, then a swift jab into her face and another and another and another, but suddenly Kirsta fires back with a vicious right hand of her own stunning Brittany where she stands, Kirsta then turns and runs back into the ropes building some momentum again but runs right back into a furious Brittany Lohan who catches her and lifts her into a manhatton drop before quickly standing back to her feet, she runs into the far ropes and flies back with a vicious knee to the face of Kirsta taking her down to the mat in aggressive fashion!!! She then calls for her finisher to a loud, but mixed reaction from the fans.
Walters:
This could be it! Brittany is going to get the victory if she can hit her move now.
Vines:
Except she won’t… Because Jesus hates her.
Brittany just stalks Kirsta, waiting for her to stand like a woman possessed, finally she does, and turns right into a stiff boot to the stomach bending Kirsta over, she then hooks her arms, THE FINAL SOLUTION!! No, Kirsta stands up and back body drops Brittany over, but Lohan grits her teeth and quickly gets back to her feet to keep the momentum, she turns back to Kirsta, HELL’S BITCH KICK OUT OF NOWHERE!!! Brittany just drops to the canvas like a sack of potatoes, as Kirsta drops to her knees and casually makes the cover,
1…
2…
3… NO! The official has been tugged out of the ring, Kirsta looks up to see the official stumbling as he gets his balance, angrily she gets to her feet, her arms outstretched and demanding to know what he is playing at. The fans are going mental as Kirsta demands he get back in the ring, she then turns, HELLS BITCH KICK ON KIRSTA LEWIS… BY JACKIE DANIELS!!! The fans are literally in fever pitch, all of them going insane with cheers as she just looks over Kirsta, however she isn’t finished and just grabs Brittany, throwing her over Lewis and then leaving the ring as the dazed and bewildered ref looks on confused, he then sees the cover and drops down to the mat,
1…
2…
3…
The fans cheer loudly as Brittany rolls off of Kirsta and glares up the ramp showing a mixture of anger and confusion at the sight of Jackie Daniels as she backs up the ramp, a sly grin coming across her face.
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Boo’s suddenly ring out around the arena as Jacob Laymon appears, his face cold, angry, his eyes glare ahead and as the camera zooms out, the boos get louder as Glory Braddock stares right back at him, the two of them stand weary, but without aggression, both them close enough to one another to whisper, but still, nobody flinches or blinks, both of them just stand like the giants of the sport that they are, glaring at one another.
Finally, Jacob begins to grin slyly, his eyes glancing at the World title before suddenly he speaks.
Jacob:
I didn’t much appreciate being tricked two weeks ago.
Glory:
I didn’t much like being attacked from behind and having my match ruined.
Silence reigns over the two again as they just stare at one another before Jacob speaks.
Jacob:
Fine, for the sake of tonight, for the sake of our match, lets call it even. Then at Dedication, we fight for that belt and get any problems we have one another done and dusted there, not tonight.
Glory:
…I can agree to that on one condition…
Jacob:
Being?
Glory:
Double cross me Laymon and your shot, it’s gone, tonight its me and you for the win, at dedication, its me and you to name the best in the business, but not before hand!?!
Jacob:
…Fine.
Glory:
Just know, at the pay per view, at dedication… I am going to take you through hell if I have to and when the match is done and all is over, this title, like it has done for SO long, is staying over my shoulder!
Glory just rubs the belt with her wrist before shoving past Laymon, her tone angry, short tempered and quick to fire, she heads out of shot as the much calmer Jacob Laymon looks on, his ‘big night’ only two weeks away!
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Eli Legacy is seen backstage stretching and preparing for his match tonight, he is looking in good condition and is clearly focused on what he has to do, however the boo’s get louder as Rayne Young suddenly steps into the picture, the legend just watches Eli prepare before the younger man stops and glares up at Rayne with a look of distain and no respect whatsoever.
Rayne:
Your doing pretty good kid, me and Jacob, we’ve been pretty impressed with what we’ve seen from you recently.
Eli:
That right?
Rayne:
Totally and rumour has it that aftermath might have room for three top of there game guys and I’m guessing, if you carry on the route your going, you could be one of them.
Rayne looks cocky and very self-sure, Eli just nods at these words, a humorous smile appearing across his face.
Eli:
So if I’m one of these top of there game talents… Mind telling me who the other two are?
Rayne:
Now han-
Eli:
NO! You hang the fuck on old man, the fact is, I don’t need you coming up in my face and speaking your cliché bullshit about stables and fucking groups, if you and Jacob have been watching me so god damn much, you’ll know I am happy to go it alone and do my own thing, after all, I’ve been beating over the hill bitch legends ever since I got here.
Rayne’s smile and cockiness fades instantly but he doesn’t back off, instead his eyes just become angry.
Rayne:
You know what… I’ll forgive you for mouthing off at me like that because I remember what it was like being the new boy around town, I remember how important it was to look tough in the eyes of any kind of adversity, so for now, I’ll forgive you, but boy, you’re making enemies pretty quick around these parts and if you really want to add me to that list, you’ll speak down to me like that again.
Eli just smiles humorously again and sighs as he remains silent, listening to what Rayne has to say.
Rayne:
Bottom line, you might be good, you might even be one of the best, but sooner or later we all need friends or people with the same agenda to help us get the job done when the chips are down and our backs are against the wall. You think you can beat Weapon tonight? All the power to you, but if you don’t… Consider the benefits of having friends like me, like Jacob, people who have dealt with and handled guys like Weapon a million times before.
Eli’s smile fades at the notion that Rayne is suggesting he might not win, however the legend notices this and just smiles himself, he gives Eli a suggestive wink and then walks away out of shot leaving Eli to look on angrily, however, Priest then appears in the shot causing Eli to glare up at the big man, but he instantly notices that Priest is looking ahead to where Rayne walked and in total silence just continues stalking the man who cost him the World heavyweight title.
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Inception Title Match
Marie Williams Vs Tommy Dewitt
Walters:
Priest has been following Rayne around all night, something doesn’t bode well for the Enigma I’m telling you!
Vines:
I’m shocked a big guy like that can ‘sneak’, seriously, he should have a TV show surrounding him, he could be the next Columbo!!
Walters:
I’m not so sure that’s a good idea, Columbo used his brain to get the job done, Priest would rip men to shreds!
Vines:
…But it’d be entertaining for that very reason!! Just the thought of it gives me the fucking munchies!
Walters:
You’re a disturbed, sickening, grotesque, old man, you know that?
Vines:
HEY! Less of the old you fucking nipple nabber!!
The lights in the arena dim and then "Eye Of The Tiger" by Amel Bent blasts out of the arena sound system. Just as the music kicks in, black and yellow firework explosions are let off and Tommy De Witt appears at the top of the ramp. He runs his hands through his hair as he looks out to the crowd. Some fans cheer loudly as others look a little less interested for him. Wearing a long blue robe which has fluffy edges his wrestling attire is underneath which is Black and yellow shiny pants and black boots under the pants, with his black wrist and armbands As he gets to the ring, he climbs up the steps and gets in the ring through the middle rope. He spins around pointing to himself and then to the crowd. He removes his robe and stretches against the ropes as his music fades out and he waits for the match to begin.
Walters:
Interesting wrestling attire… Blue robe with yellow and black attire?
Vines:
Jesus fucking Christ gok wan! He’s a wrestler for fuck sake, this isn’t one eye for the queer guy or whatever that programs called!
Walters:
You mean Queer eye for the straight guy?
Vines:
YOU FUCKING GHEY!! YOU WATCH THAT SHIT!?! NO WONDER YOU LIKE SAUSAGE!!
“You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
But I never thought I'd live to see it break
It's getting dark and its all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And its comin' over you like its all a big mistake”
Ben Watson: Ladies and gentlemen….
“Holding my breathe, won't lose you again
Something's made your eyes go cold”
Ben Watson: From Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 130 pounds, “The Devilish Diva” MARIE ANNABELLE WILLIAMS!!!!!!!!!!!
A spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. Pyro goes off. Then Marie Annabelle Williams steps through the curtain with a determined look etched across her face. The Tron shows images of her striking at her opponents with her finishing and signature moves as the lyrics of “Haunted” by Taylor Swift begin to flow through the arena.
“Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong, your all I wanted
Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can’t breathe whenever you’re gone
Can’t turn back now, I’m haunted”
Marie begins to make her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the fans. She pays little to no attention to the reaction. Her focus is solely on the ring and the determined stride with which she walks tells that story.
“Stood there and watched you walk away
From everything we had
But I still mean every word I say to you
He will try to take away my pain
And he just might make me smile
But the whole time I'm wishin he was you instead”
Marie hops up onto the ring apron. She strikes a sultry and sexy pose for the audience. She then smirks, shakes her head smugly muttering ‘in your dreams’ before stepping into the ring. She then hops up onto the second turnbuckle of the nearby corner and holds her arms up high into the air, the title held tightly in her hands, getting a reaction from the crowd.
“Oh, oh, holding my breath, won't see you again
Something keeps me holding on to nothing”
Walters:
So through default, that Inception title is on the line tonight, all Tommy has to do is get the pinfall and he becomes the new Inception champion!
Vines:
I have a question, why the fuck does Ben Williams always do that shit for Marie but for nobody else? Is he bumping her?
Walters:
Bumping her?
Vines:
You know, parking his car in her garage, introducing her ying to his yang?
Walters:
How…The…Fuck…Do…You… Have…A…Job!?!
Vines:
Because I don’t speak like William Shatner fuckwit! Talk properly!!
Marie just enters the ring, her face one of focus, intensity and anger, she hands her title over and then suddenly, before the bell has even begun, charges across the ring, lifting Tommy with her momentum and charging him back first into the turnbuckle, she then lifts her arm, slamming him in the face over and over with forearms to the jaw, however, Tommy suddenly blocks it and to cheers all round from the fans throws Marie into the corner instead and fires off some stiff hard right forearms of his own causing the official to try and get between them to break up the early brawl.
The official grabs Tommy by the waist and pushes him back to the centre of the ring and tells him off for not breaking when asked, however Marie suddenly charges out and swings hard but wildly for the clothesline which Tommy ducks, both of them turn, but Dewitt reacts first with a beautiful drop kick that takes Marie Williams off of her feet and down to the canvas!
Tommy is instantly back up, looking fresh as a daisy after his five years away from the sport, he grabs Marie by the wrist and lifts her to her feet before throwing her across the ring into the far corner, he then charges in with a roar, but Marie leaps up with her feet, however Tommy baseball slides under her at the last moment and out of the ring, as she lands, he grabs her ankles and tugs them from under her causing her to land jaw first on the canvas!!
Tommy quickly climbs up onto the apron as Marie rolls away, he leaps over the top rope into the ring and then turns to the corner, again he leaps up to the top rope, but Marie is up and as he does, she slaps a horrible sounding chop right across his back causing Tommy to yell out in pain as the fans cringe at the impact of that shot!
Walters:
Ouch!
Vines:
Thank god it was on his back and not his face!
Marie then grabs Tommy by the head and tugs him back viciously into a tree of woe, however instead of going for the head as most would, Marie suddenly steps back and charges in with a hard boot right onto the knee of Tommy causing him to fall from the turnbuckles but yell in pain and roll instantly up to his feet with a limp, the shot having an instant affect on him!
Marie see’s this and just grabs him by the ankle, she hops him back to the middle of the ring and then drops down with a dragonscrew takedown that only twists the knee more, however she keeps a hold of the ankle and stands up, with the leg lifted, she suddenly stomps on the joint causing Tommy enormous amounts of pain over and over!
She then steps right back and with a run up, leaps into the air, holding onto the ankle and bends the knee sickeningly to the side as she drops down to the canvas! Finally she lets go and Tommy just cradles the leg as he rolls away, but Marie is merciless and smells blood, she lifts him off the canvas slowly and then bends his bad leg back on itself, she then lifts him and drops him knee first over her own thigh causing Tommy to yell in pain again, however she keeps hold of the ankle again and trips him to the ground as the boos ring out from the fans on all sides. She then bends the leg awkwardly in a submission like move as the referee checks on Tommy who shakes his head and refuses to quit in his first match back in the wrestling business.
Marie continues to pressure the leg, but suddenly Tommy slaps a kick across the side of her head with his free foot and another breaking the hold and causing her to stumble back, Dewitt then quickly rolls to his feet, using the ropes as leverage.
Bottom line, you might be good, you might even be one of the best, but sooner or later we all need friends or people with the same agenda to help us get the job done when the chips are down and our backs are against the wall. You think you can beat Weapon tonight? All the power to you, but if you don’t… Consider the benefits of having friends like me, like Jacob, people who have dealt with and handled guys like Weapon a million times before.
Eli’s smile fades at the notion that Rayne is suggesting he might not win, however the legend notices this and just smiles himself, he gives Eli a suggestive wink and then walks away out of shot leaving Eli to look on angrily, however, Priest then appears in the shot causing Eli to glare up at the big man, but he instantly notices that Priest is looking ahead to where Rayne walked and in total silence just continues stalking the man who cost him the World heavyweight title.
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Inception Title Match
Marie Williams Vs Tommy Dewitt
Walters:
Priest has been following Rayne around all night, something doesn’t bode well for the Enigma I’m telling you!
Vines:
I’m shocked a big guy like that can ‘sneak’, seriously, he should have a TV show surrounding him, he could be the next Columbo!!
Walters:
I’m not so sure that’s a good idea, Columbo used his brain to get the job done, Priest would rip men to shreds!
Vines:
…But it’d be entertaining for that very reason!! Just the thought of it gives me the fucking munchies!
Walters:
You’re a disturbed, sickening, grotesque, old man, you know that?
Vines:
HEY! Less of the old you fucking nipple nabber!!
The lights in the arena dim and then "Eye Of The Tiger" by Amel Bent blasts out of the arena sound system. Just as the music kicks in, black and yellow firework explosions are let off and Tommy De Witt appears at the top of the ramp. He runs his hands through his hair as he looks out to the crowd. Some fans cheer loudly as others look a little less interested for him. Wearing a long blue robe which has fluffy edges his wrestling attire is underneath which is Black and yellow shiny pants and black boots under the pants, with his black wrist and armbands As he gets to the ring, he climbs up the steps and gets in the ring through the middle rope. He spins around pointing to himself and then to the crowd. He removes his robe and stretches against the ropes as his music fades out and he waits for the match to begin.
Walters:
Interesting wrestling attire… Blue robe with yellow and black attire?
Vines:
Jesus fucking Christ gok wan! He’s a wrestler for fuck sake, this isn’t one eye for the queer guy or whatever that programs called!
Walters:
You mean Queer eye for the straight guy?
Vines:
YOU FUCKING GHEY!! YOU WATCH THAT SHIT!?! NO WONDER YOU LIKE SAUSAGE!!
“You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
But I never thought I'd live to see it break
It's getting dark and its all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And its comin' over you like its all a big mistake”
Ben Watson: Ladies and gentlemen….
“Holding my breathe, won't lose you again
Something's made your eyes go cold”
Ben Watson: From Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 130 pounds, “The Devilish Diva” MARIE ANNABELLE WILLIAMS!!!!!!!!!!!
A spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. Pyro goes off. Then Marie Annabelle Williams steps through the curtain with a determined look etched across her face. The Tron shows images of her striking at her opponents with her finishing and signature moves as the lyrics of “Haunted” by Taylor Swift begin to flow through the arena.
“Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong, your all I wanted
Come on, come on don’t leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can’t breathe whenever you’re gone
Can’t turn back now, I’m haunted”
Marie begins to make her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the fans. She pays little to no attention to the reaction. Her focus is solely on the ring and the determined stride with which she walks tells that story.
“Stood there and watched you walk away
From everything we had
But I still mean every word I say to you
He will try to take away my pain
And he just might make me smile
But the whole time I'm wishin he was you instead”
Marie hops up onto the ring apron. She strikes a sultry and sexy pose for the audience. She then smirks, shakes her head smugly muttering ‘in your dreams’ before stepping into the ring. She then hops up onto the second turnbuckle of the nearby corner and holds her arms up high into the air, the title held tightly in her hands, getting a reaction from the crowd.
“Oh, oh, holding my breath, won't see you again
Something keeps me holding on to nothing”
Walters:
So through default, that Inception title is on the line tonight, all Tommy has to do is get the pinfall and he becomes the new Inception champion!
Vines:
I have a question, why the fuck does Ben Williams always do that shit for Marie but for nobody else? Is he bumping her?
Walters:
Bumping her?
Vines:
You know, parking his car in her garage, introducing her ying to his yang?
Walters:
How…The…Fuck…Do…You… Have…A…Job!?!
Vines:
Because I don’t speak like William Shatner fuckwit! Talk properly!!
Marie just enters the ring, her face one of focus, intensity and anger, she hands her title over and then suddenly, before the bell has even begun, charges across the ring, lifting Tommy with her momentum and charging him back first into the turnbuckle, she then lifts her arm, slamming him in the face over and over with forearms to the jaw, however, Tommy suddenly blocks it and to cheers all round from the fans throws Marie into the corner instead and fires off some stiff hard right forearms of his own causing the official to try and get between them to break up the early brawl.
The official grabs Tommy by the waist and pushes him back to the centre of the ring and tells him off for not breaking when asked, however Marie suddenly charges out and swings hard but wildly for the clothesline which Tommy ducks, both of them turn, but Dewitt reacts first with a beautiful drop kick that takes Marie Williams off of her feet and down to the canvas!
Tommy is instantly back up, looking fresh as a daisy after his five years away from the sport, he grabs Marie by the wrist and lifts her to her feet before throwing her across the ring into the far corner, he then charges in with a roar, but Marie leaps up with her feet, however Tommy baseball slides under her at the last moment and out of the ring, as she lands, he grabs her ankles and tugs them from under her causing her to land jaw first on the canvas!!
Tommy quickly climbs up onto the apron as Marie rolls away, he leaps over the top rope into the ring and then turns to the corner, again he leaps up to the top rope, but Marie is up and as he does, she slaps a horrible sounding chop right across his back causing Tommy to yell out in pain as the fans cringe at the impact of that shot!
Walters:
Ouch!
Vines:
Thank god it was on his back and not his face!
Marie then grabs Tommy by the head and tugs him back viciously into a tree of woe, however instead of going for the head as most would, Marie suddenly steps back and charges in with a hard boot right onto the knee of Tommy causing him to fall from the turnbuckles but yell in pain and roll instantly up to his feet with a limp, the shot having an instant affect on him!
Marie see’s this and just grabs him by the ankle, she hops him back to the middle of the ring and then drops down with a dragonscrew takedown that only twists the knee more, however she keeps a hold of the ankle and stands up, with the leg lifted, she suddenly stomps on the joint causing Tommy enormous amounts of pain over and over!
She then steps right back and with a run up, leaps into the air, holding onto the ankle and bends the knee sickeningly to the side as she drops down to the canvas! Finally she lets go and Tommy just cradles the leg as he rolls away, but Marie is merciless and smells blood, she lifts him off the canvas slowly and then bends his bad leg back on itself, she then lifts him and drops him knee first over her own thigh causing Tommy to yell in pain again, however she keeps hold of the ankle again and trips him to the ground as the boos ring out from the fans on all sides. She then bends the leg awkwardly in a submission like move as the referee checks on Tommy who shakes his head and refuses to quit in his first match back in the wrestling business.
Marie continues to pressure the leg, but suddenly Tommy slaps a kick across the side of her head with his free foot and another breaking the hold and causing her to stumble back, Dewitt then quickly rolls to his feet, using the ropes as leverage.
Walters:
This is clever by Marie, if you take out his legs, he can’t use the superkick and probably won’t be able to do anything from the top rope either!
Marie just gets her composure and before Tommy can turn, she slams a forearm across his back and another before grabbing her leg and placing it through the top and middle rope, resting it on the middle one, she then tugs him back by his head dropping him on the rope and leaving his leg hanging as she then slams some hard boots repeatedly over the knee joint causing him to growl with pain at every blow to even more boos from the fans.
Marie just grins as the official pushes her away allowing Tommy to escape, however before he can stand, Marie pushes forward and boots his knee again, she then grabs his legs and twisting them within one another, drops in a seated position to his side, hooking in what can only be described as an inverted figure four leg lock causing the fans to bellow with support for Tommy Dewitt, demanding he doesn’t quit or give up now, they keep chanting, keep calling his name, however Marie ignores it and just shouts at him to quit, demanding he tap and give up, but Tommy refuses, the fans getting behind him every step of the way!
Tommy just lays flat, trying to think how he can escape,
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Quickly he sits up and in doing so, notices he is in arms reach, suddenly with a huge blow, he sits up slamming a right hand into the head of Marie and another and another breaking the hold finally. Slowly both of them begin to get up, Marie having to shake the cobwebs of those big punches by Tommy just now. She turns to see Tommy still struggling, she grabs his ankle again and tugs him to the middle of the ring, however as she does Dewitt suddenly leaps up off his standing foot and hits a huge spinning kick to the side of her head causing the fans to scream loudly!!
Walters:
Huge kick and this could be what he needs!!
Slowly both of them get up and Marie, angrily charges at him, but Tommy has got a breather at last and see’s her coming, he ducks low and then lifts her in a flapjack right across the top rope, hanging her there and causing her to back roll across the ring, she stands back up, but walks right into a devastating clothesline by Tommy Dewitt who has the fans on their feet, all of them cheering for a big comeback and the end of William’s reign, she stands, but right into another clothesline by Tommy and then a third! He covers,
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2…
No! Marie kicks out saving her title from changing hands.
Tommy just rolls to his feet and grabs Marie who’s on all fours, he lifts her and hooks her head going for a suplex, but Marie suddenly slams a fist into his ribs and another and another breaking the hold and causing Tommy to turn and stumble away, she suddenly grabs his waist and runs him at the ropes, but Tommy counters and hooks Marie instead who hits the ropes and rolls back with Tommy rolling through her and into a pin,
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2…
Marie kicks out shoving Tommy forward into the ropes, he then comes back as she sits up, but knees her right in the face before dropping down and going for another pinfall to the excitement of the fans,
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2…
3…
NO! Marie kicks out, JUST!
Tommy just stands back to his feet and faces the ropes as he looks over his shoulder at Marie slowly standing, she does and Tommy leaps up onto the middle rope and springboards back into the ring with a corkscrew kick, but Marie ducks it just in time and Tommy lands chest first on the apron, however Marie instantly stands over him, hooking both ankles, ANGELS ARCH!!! The fans are going mental as Tommy shakes his head violently and aggressively, he refuses to quit, refuses to give up, he gets up onto his hands and to the chanting of the fans, slowly moves one hand after the other, heading for the ropes, he finally gets close, his hand stretched out for it, desperately trying to get hold of it, but to a huge barrage of boo’s, Marie just walks him back to the centre of the ring, however before she can sit back on his spine, he rolls under his own body, using the lack of leverage to show his athleticism to suddenly push her backwards and roll her up!!
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2…
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SOME OF THE FANS THINK HE HAS DONE IT!!! But Marie kicks out just in time!
Quickly both wrestlers roll back up to there feet, but Marie spears forward, however Tommy boots her heavily in the mouth and as she stands, he leaps forward and literally spirals upwards around her body before grabbing her head and dropping her with a HUGE DDT that bounces her off the mat, he then looks at her positioning from the turnbuckle and smiles to the fans who are cheering him on, he steps out onto the apron and just slowly climbs to the top rope, his bad leg making it difficult for him, he then stands on top and gets his balance before glaring down at Marie, the inception champion, BOSTON GLOBE!!! HE LEAPS, BUT NO!!! Marie lifts her legs at the final second right into the chest of Tommy who rolls away clutching his body, Marie then begins to stand, but grabs the official by the shirt, demanding he take care of her and do his job, shouting things repeatedly at him, as she does, the fans boos get louder when Brittany Lohan suddenly appears from the back, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring as a weary and dazed Tommy gets to his feet, he then stands and turns to face Lohan who boots him in the stomach and hooks his arms, FINAL SOLUTION, LOHAN CONNECTS!!! She then rolls out of the ring and smugly looks on as Marie pushes the official aside and makes the cover,
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3…!
Boos explode from every angle of the arena as Brittany rolls into the ring and just raises Marie’s arm in the air. The fans are booing and hating on the duo badly as they just proudly celebrate a tough victory for Marie, however they then both turn to Tommy who is still on the mat, his eyes closed, they walk across to him, however before they can do a thing, the fans go mental with cheers as Jackson Adams suddenly appears and slides into the ring, quickly Lohan and Williams jump out and smugly head back up the ramp as Tommy slowly begins to come back round, his eyes glancing up at the kneeling Jackson Adams, his eyes angrily looking at his opponents for the tag team titles at the pay per view.
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Riley Addison is seen backstage to cheers from the fans, but not for long as he is quickly approached by Kirsta Lewis who is now dressed in her normal clothes and ready to go home, she gazes at Riley with complete contempt, but the owner gives her nothing back.
Riley:
Can I help you?
Kirsta:
Actually yeah, you can show me the way out, because quite frankly, I’m done with this place and I’m done with you! MCW is back and I am MCW till I die, you and this stinking place are going to be nothing more than a sinking ship!
Riley:
That right? You think this place is going to die, because Kirsta Lewis is leaving? Get a grip, oh and get out!
Kirsta:
Do you even know who I am? I’m a god damn legend in this business, a fucking god to many who love this industry and you are about to lose me and for what? Some kid who thinks she can do a bit of a job for you!?! Give me a break! MCW is superior in everyway and when I see you again in two weeks at Dedication and win that Royal Rumble, I’ll prove it.
Riley sarcastically yawns and pads his mouth before recognising that Kirsta was talking to him, he then smiles.
Riley:
Go do that, I look forward to it and when you get to Detroit, let the guys there know that FWA are coming to show them and you what a real wrestling organisation looks like! Oh and as for Miss Daniels, let me inform you that Jackie has just been signed to a new contract worth a lot of money and you know why Kirsta? Because just like the MCW, you are history, you are a memory of what use to be, a legend who is running on half a tank, but Jackie, just like Eli, just like Glory, like Marie, like Lohan, is a young talent, coming up in the world who still has her prime to hit… She is the NEXT Kirsta Lewis… Just more attractive.
Kirsta looks ready to punch Riley in the face, her face ridden with fury, however security suddenly step between them as Riley just mockingly waves her goodbye and turns back to the arena, leaving a furious Kirsta Lewis to look on.
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Tom Hammond suddenly appears backstage, staring at a monitor alongside Jackie Daniels who is grinning from ear to ear, she glances at Hammond who looks surprised as usual, nonetheless, he speaks.
Hammond:
Jackie, you just saw that along with me and the rest of the FWA, Kirsta Lewis is gone, transferred to the MCW and we now hear you are signed to a new lucrative contract!?!
Daniels:
I am and I’m not surprised Kirsta Lewis has joined the other relics of the MCW, Doctor Ian, Rayne Young who does both shows somehow, Eric Sailes, hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if the ever delightful Angelica Jones returned to the MCW to, bottom line, MCW is a relic, a ghost of memories past and the FWA is the future of this sport, the future of the talent coming through the ranks of the wrestling world and that includes me.
Hammond:
What about being the ‘new’ Kirsta Lewis?
Daniels:
I appreciate the comparison, but lets face it, I’m not in this business or this company to be somebody else, I am here to be the first Jackie Daniels, the only Jackie Daniels and my legacy, my future is going to be made by me, not by anybody else, so the ‘new’ Kirsta Lewis… Na… I’m better than she ever was!
Cheers erupt from the arena as Hammond looks on approvingly, Jackie just winks at the camera and walks out of the shot as Hammond looks on.
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Eli Legacy Vs The Lethal Weapon
Walters:
I can’t believe it, Kirsta Lewis is gone, transferred to our rivals, the MCW! I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing to be honest.
Vines:
Daniels seems confident enough about the decision and she’s got a great pair of tits.
Walters:
Whats that got to do with anything?
Vines:
Always trust a girl with a great pair of tits!
Walters:
I don- Oh, nevermind.
The song ‘Last Look At Eden’ by Europe beings to play over the sound system and the arena goes black. As the band begins to kick in, fireworks are let off the stage and lights turned back on as Eli Legacy appears onto the stage area, to a chorus of boos and jeers. With a hood over his head, Eli circles around the stage area, his eyes as cold as stone. Without acknowledging anyone, he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring. He keeps his head down, ignoring all the abuse thrown his way from the fans. As he reaches the steps to go into the ring, he takes off his hood and slowly struts up the steps. He slowly climbs into the ring, ascending the nearest turnbuckle when going through the ropes. He grins as he holds his arms out to his sides nodding.
Walters:
A confident young man who’s made waves in this company, beating some big names, but maybe his biggest challenge to date comes tonight, this would be a huge win for Legacy.
Vines:
No jokes, this kid could be a World Champion very soon.
Walters:
I totally agree.
“Survival of the sickest” By Saliva suddenly blares out of the speakers system, the chorus instantly raging out as fireworks explode in every which direction, suddenly the curtains pull aside as the fans cheer loudly and Lethal Weapon steps out from the back, he stands on the staging and takes in the huge reaction from the fans every side of him. He walks down the ramp and stops at the ring before climbing up onto the apron, he then turns to the fans and lifts his arms into the air causing the mosh pit ahead of him to go crazy, he then turns back to the ring and just enters through the ropes as Eli looks on. Both men just gaze at one another without flinching.
Walters:
Eli Legacy could find himself with a lot more clout in the coming weeks if he can overcome this monster of a man and the reputation that comes with him! Think of some of the people who’ve had there careers made by this man, going right back to the early 00’s, Cell Block, 6 Pac Dudley, Orlando Cruze, Nathan Creed, Jay Gold, Adam Allocco, even Glory Braddock has shone since her overcoming of this man, so imagine how great this will be for a star that’s already shining without the win in Eli Legacy!
Vines:
Yeah but the hard part is overcoming it Walters!
Both men suddenly meet in the middle of the ring as Eli just begins trash talking the bigger veteran of the game, his finger is pointed. He is clearly saying everything he can to get under the skin of Weapon, but he doesn’t move, instead he listens, his eyes and his face focused as Eli continues to pound him with his verbal assault. Weapon suddenly just smiles and backs up a couple of steps before signalling to Eli to “come on”, suddenly both men lunge forward and to a big cheer from the fans, the two lock into a tough collar elbow tie up that has both men straining instantly to overcome the other, however Weapon’s size and mass just push Eli quickly back into the corner and hold him there as the official comes to break it up. He pushes Weapon back but Eli lunges out, not to attack, but to continue his verbal abuse, shouting things over the head of the much smaller official, continuing to bad mouth his opponent.
Again they lunge into a collar-elbow tie up, but again, Weapon forces Eli back into the corner, pushing him back and really applying some pressure, pushing his forearms into the face of Eli and grinding them causing Eli to desperately push Weapon away, his temper fuming again, suddenly he steps out and just shoves Weapon backwards, Weapon responds by shoving Eli Legacy back, suddenly Eli lets fly with a right hand, but Weapon blocks it and fires back one of his own knocking Eli to the mat, Legacy stands right back up and Weapon fires again, no, Eli ducks, Weapon turns and this time Eli hits a hard right of his own knocking Weapon down the mat instead!! Weapon quickly gets back up and angrily charges Eli, but Legacy counters taking Weapon down with a drop toe hold before grabbing his arm, LEGACY MAKER!!! NO!! Weapon scurries out of it and rolls out of the ring as the fans chant “Lets go Lethal” over and over again.
Walters:
Close call there by Eli, he nearly had Weapon in that submission early on.
Weapon climbs back on the apron as Eli uses his finger and thumb to suggest how close it was to being over already, however Lethal just grins and climbs in the ring, slowly both men begin to circle, this time Eli lunges forward, but Weapon wisely steps back and slams a boot into the outstretched stomach of Eli Legacy knocking the oxygen right from his body, he then slams a tough right hand right into the face of the young man causing him to stumble across the ring and onto the ropes, Weapon lifts him up to his feet and pushes him back into the corner of the ring before hitting another right hand to his face, he then slams a boot into the exposed stomach of Eli again followed by yet another right hand and another, but Eli fires back with a chop across the chest of Weapon knocking him back a step and another chop and another, Weapon fires off another right hand, but Eli comes back with a chop followed by a stiff boot to the stomach of Weapon and another, he then takes Lethal by the wrist and throws him across the ring before charging in and hitting a hugely aggressive shoulder block that takes Weapon down!
Boos ring out as Eli just grins from ear to ear and looks around the fans, his arms raised as he poses for the fans, a couple cheer him for his battling spirit, but most still boo him heavily.
He turns back to Weapon who’s beginning to stand, but grabs him and impressively snaps him back with a suplex that causes Weapon to roll out of the ring again, however Eli instantly gets back up to his feet, he runs at the opposite ropes and comes back with a big baseball slide to the chest of Weapon knocking him back into the crowd barrier before he rolls out of the ring to meet him. Many of the fans can’t believe this early dominance by Legacy, but he continues it as he boots Weapon in the stomach and then slaps a hard chop across his chest and another, knocking Weapon back, suddenly he charges in for a clothesline, but Lethal see’s it coming and just drops to the mat before hitting a drop toe hold that sends Eli head first into the steel steps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walters:
OH MY!!! WHAT AN IMPACT!!
Vines:
Veteran move by Lethal. Eli has set the pace of this, but Weapon knew where he was and slowed things right down.
Walters:
Totally agree, a big game changing move by Weapon and Eli could be knocked out.
Weapon seems to get his head together and just climbs up to his feet, he grabs Eli by the head and lifts him up as well before grabbing his wrist and throwing him full force across the outside of the ring right back into the steel steps again neck and back first so hard, the top half of the steps full off and roll away.
Eli grabs his back and is in instant pain as the fans cheer loudly, Weapon just walks to Eli, grabs him by the head and rolls him back into the ring before sliding in himself, he lifts Eli relentlessly pursuing him and runs him face first into the corner turnbuckle before swinging his arm clear to expose his stomach and then stomping on it heavily time and time and time again, his hands firmly gripping the top rope for leverage as Eli drops to a seated position, however Weapon then places his foot across Legacy’s throat and pushes down on it choking him against the bottom turnbuckle, at the count of four, he lets go and just walks across the ring before roaring to the fans to a loud and positive reaction that has the fans on their feet.
Weapon turns back to Eli and lifts him to his feet but Eli suddenly slaps a chop across the chest of Weapon and another and another knocking Lethal back into the ropes, he grabs his wrist and throws him across the ring, but Weapon counters and Eli hits the ropes and comes back at Weapon who swings wildly for a clothesline, but the smaller faster man ducks it, he turns and swings again, but again Eli ducks it, however he turns and runs at Legacy this time and jumps into a high knee to the face of Legacy knocking him to the mat hard.
Walters:
Weapon is fighting this match at his pace now and has really slowed things down.
“Lets go Lethal” chants circle the arena again as Weapon slowly gets his breath back, still reeling from that early show of dominance from Eli. He turns to see Eli flat out on the mat and casually just drops to his knees and hooks the leg,
1…
2…
No! Kick out by Eli Legacy.
Weapon slowly picks Eli up to his feet, but suddenly Eli pushes himself clear of Lethal’s grip and stabs a thumb to the eye of the legend as the fans boo heavily, he then slams Weapon face first down into the turnbuckle before hitting a big chop across the chest and another and another followed by a stiff boot to the stomach. He moves Weapon to the middle of the ropes and grabs his wrist, this time he throws him across the ring successfully, Lethal hits the ropes and comes back but Eli just clotheslines him to the mat. Before grinning at the fans again who boo him heavily.
Eli just lifts Weapon back to his feet before hooking his arm from behind and lifting him with a nice back drop, he then quickly covers,
1…
2…
No! Kick out by Weapon.
Eli just lifts him back up slowly, before walking him to the centre of the ring, he boots him in the stomach before grabbing his wrist and with all his strength, throwing Weapon at the corner, Lethal hits it and hard, chest first, so hard he bounces back out toward Eli with a stumble, Legacy see’s the opportunity and hooks his waist from behind before suddenly throwing him over with a big german suplex, he holds on as well and lifts Weapon back up to his feet before hitting ANOTHER big german, this time letting him go, he suddenly rolls up to his feet with a new spring in his step and grins at the fans who boo loudly, he then looks to the corner and shouts “Another legend is going down!!”, he walks across to the corner and cockily begins to climb, he finally reaches the top as the official is checking on Weapon and gains his balance when suddenly Weapon shoves the official backwards into the ropes causing the buckle to shake causing Eli to land groin first on the top turnbuckle!!!!
Walters:
OH!!!
Weapon just rolls up to his feet and without hesitating just climbs to the middle rope, he slams some right hands into the face of Eli time and time again, before lifting him up to his feet, he then climb to the top with him and to the shock and excitement of the entire audience, suddenly lifts Eli onto his shoulders, EQUILIBRIUM FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! NO!!! Eli suddenly slides down and lands on the mat, he stumbles away as Weapon turns, but then runs into the ropes himself leaving Lethal with the same fate he was in moments before!
Vines:
Wow, now they both know how it feels.
Weapon just falls from the turnbuckle to the mat as Eli drops to one knee, both men are hurt and reeling, however Eli is the first to get to his feet, he grabs Weapon by the head and lifts him to his feet before holding him against the ropes, he hits another big chop before taking his wrist and throwing Weapon across the ring, no, Lethal counters, Eli hits the ropes, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!! OUT OF NOWHERE, ELI LEGACY HITS WEAPON WITH HIS OWN MOVE, THE FANS CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! He covers,
1…
2…
3…
NO!! Weapon kicks out just in time as Eli looks on in shock, he slaps the mat angrily and then stands to his feet before walking to the corner of the ring, he then smiles widely as the fans look on, all of them booing.
Slowly Weapon begins to stand, holding his ribs as he does, he stumbles and then turns to face Eli, NIGHTLY INHERITANCE, NO, Weapon ducks it and as Eli turns GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!!! Weapon breaks Eli in half almost with the move and slowly covers,
1…
2…
3…
That’s it, the bell finally sounds as Weapon rolls off of the young guy, finally breaking his undefeated record. Lethal however just rolls out of the ring, his eyes glaring back at Eli, his music bursts through the speakers as he walks up the ramp, however he suddenly stops.
Eli is up to all fours and looks hurt, however Lethal just glares back at him.
Walters:
Wait a minute, what the hell is Lethal doing?
Vines:
This doesn’t look good for Eli, we all saw what Lethal was like at the opening of this show.
Walters:
Come on, Weapon, the match is over!
Lethal suddenly turns back to the ring and angrily makes his way back to it, he rolls in and just kneels in the corner, Eli just stands, not having a clue what’s going on when suddenly, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR AGAIN!!! Weapon takes Eli Legacy down to a loud cheer from the fans around, he then stands up and calls for Equilibrium which has the fans going nuts, however as he does, Riley suddenly runs out from the back, Lethal turns to see Addison coming down the ramp, a microphone in hand.
Riley:
Weapon, stop it. Stop it now. This isn’t how we do things here and this isn’t what I want to see from anybody.
Addison just climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring, he stands between Weapon and Eli and just looks Lethal in the eye, practically pleading with the legend.
Riley:
Weapon, this isn’t the way you make your point, Eli might be a cocky son of a bitch, but he got his beating, you done what you set out to do, now come on, lets move on to Dedication, ok?
Weapon just glares at Riley, the fans around the ring chanting “one more time” over and over again, however Lethal seems to agree and just lifts his hands up as if to say ‘I’m done’, he turns to walk away as Riley looks on relived, however suddenly Weapon turns back on Riley, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR ON THE OWNER!!! Riley is dropped like a brick as Weapon spears him in half!! He then rolls out of the ring and angrily walks up the ramp as the fans can’t believe what they are seeing, all of them leaping around at the shock attack on someone who is meant to be Lethal’s friend!! Weapon doesn’t even look back to see Riley roll onto the apron, holding his ribs in utter agony.
However Eli just stumbles to his feet and leans on the ropes, shouting for Lethal to come back, demanding he get back in the ring, he is furious, his face full of rage, however suddenly the fans react even louder, a hooded figure suddenly climbs over the crowd barrier, he slides into the ring and just waits, Eli then turns, but as he does, he is met with a stiff boot from a superkick that slaps against his jaw and echoes around the arena for what seems like hours.
The hooded man just glares over Eli, before suddenly revealing his face.
Walters:
OH MY GOD!
Vines:
FUCKING MOTHER FUCKER! WHY ARE WE SHOUTING!?!
Walters:
BECAUSE MICHAEL KYZER IS BACK!!
Kyzer just grins from ear to ear before lifting his hooded jumper and unclipping his Atlantic Championship, he suddenly raises it into the air and just glares down on Eli, his face looking content at what he has just done as the fans go mental around him.
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Rayne Young is seen backstage smiling to himself as he looks at the monitor, he shakes his head and just turns to his side to see Jacob Laymon walk into the shot.
Jacob:
He lose?
Rayne:
Yep and Kyzer just kicked his ass. I told him earlier, you need friends sometimes or at least people who can watch your back, but did he listen? The kids got arrogance.
Jacob:
So did we. We still do.
Rayne:
Guess so, but talking about that, I got your back tonight, any of Apocalypse show there face, trust me, they are going to be destroyed by me and my trusty chair.
Jacob:
Appreciate it. Tonight is going to end how Carnage 8 ended and how every Carnage from this moment onwards is going to end, with me and you on top, Aftermath ruling.
Rayne:
Damn right.
The two men smile and shake hands as Jacob turns and leaves to prepare for his match, however the camera stays on Rayne who looks smug and impressed with his role for tonight, however to the cheers from inside the arena, Priest suddenly appears behind him. Rayne doesn’t have a clue, however he turns, but Priest slaps his hand around the throat of Young and lifts him high into the air, PRIEST SLAM RIGHT ONTO THE MARBLED FLOOR!!! Priest just looks over Rayne, his face contorted with anger.
Priest:
You cost me my opportunity and now, I am going to make sure you suffer my wrath. You might be a hybrid, working for us and for MCW, but Rayne Young, by the time I am finished with you… You won’t be able to work for any wrestling company anywhere in the world. I am going to rip you apart, but not tonight, tonight, I am just going to give you a taster of what is to come!
Suddenly Priest grabs Rayne by the throat and forcefully lifts him back to his feet before throwing him back first into a wall, he then slaps his hand around the throat of Rayne again and with another lift into the air, suddenly drops Young down and right through a wooden drinks table that has the fans going nuts! Rayne has one leg in the air, resting on a broken end of the table, drinks all over him, his eyes shut from the power of the move. However Priest grins, he looks at the carnage caused and then glares over his shoulder in the direction of the main entrance to the arena and to where Jacob Laymon walked.
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AD-BREAK
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Main Event
Glory Braddock & Jacob Laymon Vs Priest & Jackson Adams
The ringside area grows Semi dim as the big screen illuminates. Flashes of a man can be seen doing different wrestling manoeuvres to various wrestlers. The words Jackson Adams flicker on the screen as we hear Break by Three Days Grace start to play over the P.A. System.
"Tonight, my head is spinning
I need something to pick me up
I've tried but nothing is working
I won't stop
I won't say I've had enough
Tonight, I start the fire
Tonight I break away"
Jackson Adams steps through the entrance ramp and the lights start to flicker wildly. He is wearing a hooded jacket with the hood covering his eyes, he walks slowly to the top of the ramp.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places"
He stops for a moment, looks up then quickly jerks down the hood with an arrogant skip, as the pyros shoot up behind him causing a white flash.
"At night I feel like a vampire
It's not right
I just can't give it up
I'll try to get myself higher
Let's go
We're gonna light it up
Tonight we start the fire
Tonight we break away"
As the Pyros fade we can see the arrogance and readiness in Jackson's eyes as he starts to head towards the ring.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places
Oh oh oh"
Jackson cockily strides down to the ring flashing grins to the crowd as they are giving him a loud and positive reaction.
"If you can't stand,
The way this place is
Take, yourself, to higher places"
He hops up on the apron then wipes his feet on the apron before he steps into the ring.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places
Oh oh
Higher places,
Oh oh
To higher places,
Oh oh
Higher places,
Take yourself to higher places"
The song starts to fade and the lights turn to normal as Jackson does an arrogant hop across the ring taking off his jacket and tossing it to the floor awaiting his partner and then his opponents.
Walters:
So the time has come for the main event, but does Jacob know his backup has gone?
Vines:
Not a fucking clue, do I look like I told him? Because I didn’t! ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH?!
Walters:
No! Now chill out.
Passive by A Perfect Circle hits the PA system. As Priest steps onto the stage, the crowd gives him a huge reaction of cheers. Stopping in the middle of the ramp, Priest glares into the crowd with a sinister smile. As the opening guitar riffs start to kick in, the lights in the arena flicker on and off as flaming pyro’s go off. After a couple seconds, Priest twist his neck to crack his spine and heads down the ramp. Once he gets to the ring, he removes his glasses and just hands them to a child in the crowd, much the opposite of what he use to do, he then grabs the top rope and climbs onto the apron. He instantly stares across at Jackson, the whole world aware of the history these two men have, he climbs into the ring and then just waits as slowly his music comes to an end.
Walters:
Adams and Priest siding together here, but lets not forget that both of these men have history.
Vines:
We all have history or we wouldn’t be here today, duh!
Walters:
Another amazing and sensible comment from the man being paid to do commentary.
Vines:
Fuck you. Just fuck you.
“Megadeath” Countdown to Extinction suddenly plays over the speaker system as Jacob Laymon appears on the big screen, the boos are loud and heavy and suddenly the former owner of the MCW steps out, he cracks his neck and just glares into the ring, his eyes focused on both of his opponents, a sly smile coming across his face as he just walks down the ramp, he stops at the bottom and just ignores the abuse from the fans and the two men in the ring, in particular Jackson.
Walters:
He looks confident enough, so he mustn’t know that Rayne is down and out!
Vines:
He’d probably look confident if he did know!
The opening chords of “Dumb Bitch” by Mickie James begins to blare over of the PA system. As the music begins to build the lights dim and a lone spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. The words “British Bombshell” appear on the Tron. The tron shows images of Glory Braddock delivering Glorification to Erik Cade, the Gloria In Excelsis Deo to Eric Sailes, and a Blaze of Glory to Eric Herrera.
You musta got your play book
From a tabloid magazine
Full of trashy lies
And schemin’ behind the scenes
You were hittin’ on my baby
The first time I turned my back
Did you really think that I
Was gonna let you get away with that
Glory Braddock steps out onto the stage into the spotlight. The auburn haired beauty has a confident gaze written across her face.
You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch
Braddock raises her arms high up into the air, the world title hanging from her hand, soaking up the negative fan reaction as the lights go back up to normal. She points down to the ring, nodding her head before making her way in a confident stride towards the ring.
Im a good woman
Lookin’ in a no good womans eyes
You knew what you were doin’
Now its too late to apologize
Maybe this’ll teach you
Not to try that trash again
And save another woman
From your slutty shenanigans
Glory climbs up the steel steps and steps towards the ring apron as Jacob Laymon slides in. She makes a leap over the top rope and into the ring. She heads over to each corner, lifting her title in the air and listening to the abuse of the audience with a smile on her face.
You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch
You dumb bitch
Glory hops down from the turnbuckles and then heads to the centre of the ring where she raises both arms high into the air, her World title proudly displayed to her opponents. The bell sounds and all four wrestlers remain in the ring.
Walters:
So this match is ready to get underway, the main event of the night, can Jackson and Priest upset the World Champion and the number one contender, more to the point, can they work together, just two weeks before there one on one re-match for the gold.
Vines:
You are so fucking corny, you sound like you should be working on an 80’s soap! Can skippy and friends escape the creepy canyon!?! Tune in next week for more!
Walters:
I’m making a point.
Vines:
BUT YOU SUCK BALLS AT MAKING POINTS! SHUTUP JACKASS!!
As the four of them continue to stand in the ring, the match yet to begin, the lights suddenly go off and the arena is left in pitch darkness.
Walters:
What the fuck!?!
Vines:
Damn it, Riley forgot to pay the electric again! Fucking Idiot!
A heartbeat can be heard pumping gentle through the speakers, it continues in a rhythmic way, bump, bump,
bump, bump,
bump, bump,
over and over again, but it’s getting louder and quicker, the big screen starts showing scenes of an operating room, the lights flickering, machinery tipped over, bodies lying on the ground all over the place, with the rays of light coming into the dark arena, Jacob Laymon can be seen staring at the screen, the others all doing the same from a distance. However the screen and the sound of the heartbeat suddenly disappear.
Walters:
I’m literally shitting myself right now.
Vines:
Huh, I thought that was me.
Walters:
Are you scared as well?
Vines:
No, just lazy.
This is clever by Marie, if you take out his legs, he can’t use the superkick and probably won’t be able to do anything from the top rope either!
Marie just gets her composure and before Tommy can turn, she slams a forearm across his back and another before grabbing her leg and placing it through the top and middle rope, resting it on the middle one, she then tugs him back by his head dropping him on the rope and leaving his leg hanging as she then slams some hard boots repeatedly over the knee joint causing him to growl with pain at every blow to even more boos from the fans.
Marie just grins as the official pushes her away allowing Tommy to escape, however before he can stand, Marie pushes forward and boots his knee again, she then grabs his legs and twisting them within one another, drops in a seated position to his side, hooking in what can only be described as an inverted figure four leg lock causing the fans to bellow with support for Tommy Dewitt, demanding he doesn’t quit or give up now, they keep chanting, keep calling his name, however Marie ignores it and just shouts at him to quit, demanding he tap and give up, but Tommy refuses, the fans getting behind him every step of the way!
Tommy just lays flat, trying to think how he can escape,
1…
Quickly he sits up and in doing so, notices he is in arms reach, suddenly with a huge blow, he sits up slamming a right hand into the head of Marie and another and another breaking the hold finally. Slowly both of them begin to get up, Marie having to shake the cobwebs of those big punches by Tommy just now. She turns to see Tommy still struggling, she grabs his ankle again and tugs him to the middle of the ring, however as she does Dewitt suddenly leaps up off his standing foot and hits a huge spinning kick to the side of her head causing the fans to scream loudly!!
Walters:
Huge kick and this could be what he needs!!
Slowly both of them get up and Marie, angrily charges at him, but Tommy has got a breather at last and see’s her coming, he ducks low and then lifts her in a flapjack right across the top rope, hanging her there and causing her to back roll across the ring, she stands back up, but walks right into a devastating clothesline by Tommy Dewitt who has the fans on their feet, all of them cheering for a big comeback and the end of William’s reign, she stands, but right into another clothesline by Tommy and then a third! He covers,
1…
2…
No! Marie kicks out saving her title from changing hands.
Tommy just rolls to his feet and grabs Marie who’s on all fours, he lifts her and hooks her head going for a suplex, but Marie suddenly slams a fist into his ribs and another and another breaking the hold and causing Tommy to turn and stumble away, she suddenly grabs his waist and runs him at the ropes, but Tommy counters and hooks Marie instead who hits the ropes and rolls back with Tommy rolling through her and into a pin,
1…
2…
Marie kicks out shoving Tommy forward into the ropes, he then comes back as she sits up, but knees her right in the face before dropping down and going for another pinfall to the excitement of the fans,
1…
2…
3…
NO! Marie kicks out, JUST!
Tommy just stands back to his feet and faces the ropes as he looks over his shoulder at Marie slowly standing, she does and Tommy leaps up onto the middle rope and springboards back into the ring with a corkscrew kick, but Marie ducks it just in time and Tommy lands chest first on the apron, however Marie instantly stands over him, hooking both ankles, ANGELS ARCH!!! The fans are going mental as Tommy shakes his head violently and aggressively, he refuses to quit, refuses to give up, he gets up onto his hands and to the chanting of the fans, slowly moves one hand after the other, heading for the ropes, he finally gets close, his hand stretched out for it, desperately trying to get hold of it, but to a huge barrage of boo’s, Marie just walks him back to the centre of the ring, however before she can sit back on his spine, he rolls under his own body, using the lack of leverage to show his athleticism to suddenly push her backwards and roll her up!!
1…
2…
3…
SOME OF THE FANS THINK HE HAS DONE IT!!! But Marie kicks out just in time!
Quickly both wrestlers roll back up to there feet, but Marie spears forward, however Tommy boots her heavily in the mouth and as she stands, he leaps forward and literally spirals upwards around her body before grabbing her head and dropping her with a HUGE DDT that bounces her off the mat, he then looks at her positioning from the turnbuckle and smiles to the fans who are cheering him on, he steps out onto the apron and just slowly climbs to the top rope, his bad leg making it difficult for him, he then stands on top and gets his balance before glaring down at Marie, the inception champion, BOSTON GLOBE!!! HE LEAPS, BUT NO!!! Marie lifts her legs at the final second right into the chest of Tommy who rolls away clutching his body, Marie then begins to stand, but grabs the official by the shirt, demanding he take care of her and do his job, shouting things repeatedly at him, as she does, the fans boos get louder when Brittany Lohan suddenly appears from the back, she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring as a weary and dazed Tommy gets to his feet, he then stands and turns to face Lohan who boots him in the stomach and hooks his arms, FINAL SOLUTION, LOHAN CONNECTS!!! She then rolls out of the ring and smugly looks on as Marie pushes the official aside and makes the cover,
1…
2…
3…!
Boos explode from every angle of the arena as Brittany rolls into the ring and just raises Marie’s arm in the air. The fans are booing and hating on the duo badly as they just proudly celebrate a tough victory for Marie, however they then both turn to Tommy who is still on the mat, his eyes closed, they walk across to him, however before they can do a thing, the fans go mental with cheers as Jackson Adams suddenly appears and slides into the ring, quickly Lohan and Williams jump out and smugly head back up the ramp as Tommy slowly begins to come back round, his eyes glancing up at the kneeling Jackson Adams, his eyes angrily looking at his opponents for the tag team titles at the pay per view.
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Riley Addison is seen backstage to cheers from the fans, but not for long as he is quickly approached by Kirsta Lewis who is now dressed in her normal clothes and ready to go home, she gazes at Riley with complete contempt, but the owner gives her nothing back.
Riley:
Can I help you?
Kirsta:
Actually yeah, you can show me the way out, because quite frankly, I’m done with this place and I’m done with you! MCW is back and I am MCW till I die, you and this stinking place are going to be nothing more than a sinking ship!
Riley:
That right? You think this place is going to die, because Kirsta Lewis is leaving? Get a grip, oh and get out!
Kirsta:
Do you even know who I am? I’m a god damn legend in this business, a fucking god to many who love this industry and you are about to lose me and for what? Some kid who thinks she can do a bit of a job for you!?! Give me a break! MCW is superior in everyway and when I see you again in two weeks at Dedication and win that Royal Rumble, I’ll prove it.
Riley sarcastically yawns and pads his mouth before recognising that Kirsta was talking to him, he then smiles.
Riley:
Go do that, I look forward to it and when you get to Detroit, let the guys there know that FWA are coming to show them and you what a real wrestling organisation looks like! Oh and as for Miss Daniels, let me inform you that Jackie has just been signed to a new contract worth a lot of money and you know why Kirsta? Because just like the MCW, you are history, you are a memory of what use to be, a legend who is running on half a tank, but Jackie, just like Eli, just like Glory, like Marie, like Lohan, is a young talent, coming up in the world who still has her prime to hit… She is the NEXT Kirsta Lewis… Just more attractive.
Kirsta looks ready to punch Riley in the face, her face ridden with fury, however security suddenly step between them as Riley just mockingly waves her goodbye and turns back to the arena, leaving a furious Kirsta Lewis to look on.
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Tom Hammond suddenly appears backstage, staring at a monitor alongside Jackie Daniels who is grinning from ear to ear, she glances at Hammond who looks surprised as usual, nonetheless, he speaks.
Hammond:
Jackie, you just saw that along with me and the rest of the FWA, Kirsta Lewis is gone, transferred to the MCW and we now hear you are signed to a new lucrative contract!?!
Daniels:
I am and I’m not surprised Kirsta Lewis has joined the other relics of the MCW, Doctor Ian, Rayne Young who does both shows somehow, Eric Sailes, hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if the ever delightful Angelica Jones returned to the MCW to, bottom line, MCW is a relic, a ghost of memories past and the FWA is the future of this sport, the future of the talent coming through the ranks of the wrestling world and that includes me.
Hammond:
What about being the ‘new’ Kirsta Lewis?
Daniels:
I appreciate the comparison, but lets face it, I’m not in this business or this company to be somebody else, I am here to be the first Jackie Daniels, the only Jackie Daniels and my legacy, my future is going to be made by me, not by anybody else, so the ‘new’ Kirsta Lewis… Na… I’m better than she ever was!
Cheers erupt from the arena as Hammond looks on approvingly, Jackie just winks at the camera and walks out of the shot as Hammond looks on.
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Eli Legacy Vs The Lethal Weapon
Walters:
I can’t believe it, Kirsta Lewis is gone, transferred to our rivals, the MCW! I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing to be honest.
Vines:
Daniels seems confident enough about the decision and she’s got a great pair of tits.
Walters:
Whats that got to do with anything?
Vines:
Always trust a girl with a great pair of tits!
Walters:
I don- Oh, nevermind.
The song ‘Last Look At Eden’ by Europe beings to play over the sound system and the arena goes black. As the band begins to kick in, fireworks are let off the stage and lights turned back on as Eli Legacy appears onto the stage area, to a chorus of boos and jeers. With a hood over his head, Eli circles around the stage area, his eyes as cold as stone. Without acknowledging anyone, he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring. He keeps his head down, ignoring all the abuse thrown his way from the fans. As he reaches the steps to go into the ring, he takes off his hood and slowly struts up the steps. He slowly climbs into the ring, ascending the nearest turnbuckle when going through the ropes. He grins as he holds his arms out to his sides nodding.
Walters:
A confident young man who’s made waves in this company, beating some big names, but maybe his biggest challenge to date comes tonight, this would be a huge win for Legacy.
Vines:
No jokes, this kid could be a World Champion very soon.
Walters:
I totally agree.
“Survival of the sickest” By Saliva suddenly blares out of the speakers system, the chorus instantly raging out as fireworks explode in every which direction, suddenly the curtains pull aside as the fans cheer loudly and Lethal Weapon steps out from the back, he stands on the staging and takes in the huge reaction from the fans every side of him. He walks down the ramp and stops at the ring before climbing up onto the apron, he then turns to the fans and lifts his arms into the air causing the mosh pit ahead of him to go crazy, he then turns back to the ring and just enters through the ropes as Eli looks on. Both men just gaze at one another without flinching.
Walters:
Eli Legacy could find himself with a lot more clout in the coming weeks if he can overcome this monster of a man and the reputation that comes with him! Think of some of the people who’ve had there careers made by this man, going right back to the early 00’s, Cell Block, 6 Pac Dudley, Orlando Cruze, Nathan Creed, Jay Gold, Adam Allocco, even Glory Braddock has shone since her overcoming of this man, so imagine how great this will be for a star that’s already shining without the win in Eli Legacy!
Vines:
Yeah but the hard part is overcoming it Walters!
Both men suddenly meet in the middle of the ring as Eli just begins trash talking the bigger veteran of the game, his finger is pointed. He is clearly saying everything he can to get under the skin of Weapon, but he doesn’t move, instead he listens, his eyes and his face focused as Eli continues to pound him with his verbal assault. Weapon suddenly just smiles and backs up a couple of steps before signalling to Eli to “come on”, suddenly both men lunge forward and to a big cheer from the fans, the two lock into a tough collar elbow tie up that has both men straining instantly to overcome the other, however Weapon’s size and mass just push Eli quickly back into the corner and hold him there as the official comes to break it up. He pushes Weapon back but Eli lunges out, not to attack, but to continue his verbal abuse, shouting things over the head of the much smaller official, continuing to bad mouth his opponent.
Again they lunge into a collar-elbow tie up, but again, Weapon forces Eli back into the corner, pushing him back and really applying some pressure, pushing his forearms into the face of Eli and grinding them causing Eli to desperately push Weapon away, his temper fuming again, suddenly he steps out and just shoves Weapon backwards, Weapon responds by shoving Eli Legacy back, suddenly Eli lets fly with a right hand, but Weapon blocks it and fires back one of his own knocking Eli to the mat, Legacy stands right back up and Weapon fires again, no, Eli ducks, Weapon turns and this time Eli hits a hard right of his own knocking Weapon down the mat instead!! Weapon quickly gets back up and angrily charges Eli, but Legacy counters taking Weapon down with a drop toe hold before grabbing his arm, LEGACY MAKER!!! NO!! Weapon scurries out of it and rolls out of the ring as the fans chant “Lets go Lethal” over and over again.
Walters:
Close call there by Eli, he nearly had Weapon in that submission early on.
Weapon climbs back on the apron as Eli uses his finger and thumb to suggest how close it was to being over already, however Lethal just grins and climbs in the ring, slowly both men begin to circle, this time Eli lunges forward, but Weapon wisely steps back and slams a boot into the outstretched stomach of Eli Legacy knocking the oxygen right from his body, he then slams a tough right hand right into the face of the young man causing him to stumble across the ring and onto the ropes, Weapon lifts him up to his feet and pushes him back into the corner of the ring before hitting another right hand to his face, he then slams a boot into the exposed stomach of Eli again followed by yet another right hand and another, but Eli fires back with a chop across the chest of Weapon knocking him back a step and another chop and another, Weapon fires off another right hand, but Eli comes back with a chop followed by a stiff boot to the stomach of Weapon and another, he then takes Lethal by the wrist and throws him across the ring before charging in and hitting a hugely aggressive shoulder block that takes Weapon down!
Boos ring out as Eli just grins from ear to ear and looks around the fans, his arms raised as he poses for the fans, a couple cheer him for his battling spirit, but most still boo him heavily.
He turns back to Weapon who’s beginning to stand, but grabs him and impressively snaps him back with a suplex that causes Weapon to roll out of the ring again, however Eli instantly gets back up to his feet, he runs at the opposite ropes and comes back with a big baseball slide to the chest of Weapon knocking him back into the crowd barrier before he rolls out of the ring to meet him. Many of the fans can’t believe this early dominance by Legacy, but he continues it as he boots Weapon in the stomach and then slaps a hard chop across his chest and another, knocking Weapon back, suddenly he charges in for a clothesline, but Lethal see’s it coming and just drops to the mat before hitting a drop toe hold that sends Eli head first into the steel steps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walters:
OH MY!!! WHAT AN IMPACT!!
Vines:
Veteran move by Lethal. Eli has set the pace of this, but Weapon knew where he was and slowed things right down.
Walters:
Totally agree, a big game changing move by Weapon and Eli could be knocked out.
Weapon seems to get his head together and just climbs up to his feet, he grabs Eli by the head and lifts him up as well before grabbing his wrist and throwing him full force across the outside of the ring right back into the steel steps again neck and back first so hard, the top half of the steps full off and roll away.
Eli grabs his back and is in instant pain as the fans cheer loudly, Weapon just walks to Eli, grabs him by the head and rolls him back into the ring before sliding in himself, he lifts Eli relentlessly pursuing him and runs him face first into the corner turnbuckle before swinging his arm clear to expose his stomach and then stomping on it heavily time and time and time again, his hands firmly gripping the top rope for leverage as Eli drops to a seated position, however Weapon then places his foot across Legacy’s throat and pushes down on it choking him against the bottom turnbuckle, at the count of four, he lets go and just walks across the ring before roaring to the fans to a loud and positive reaction that has the fans on their feet.
Weapon turns back to Eli and lifts him to his feet but Eli suddenly slaps a chop across the chest of Weapon and another and another knocking Lethal back into the ropes, he grabs his wrist and throws him across the ring, but Weapon counters and Eli hits the ropes and comes back at Weapon who swings wildly for a clothesline, but the smaller faster man ducks it, he turns and swings again, but again Eli ducks it, however he turns and runs at Legacy this time and jumps into a high knee to the face of Legacy knocking him to the mat hard.
Walters:
Weapon is fighting this match at his pace now and has really slowed things down.
“Lets go Lethal” chants circle the arena again as Weapon slowly gets his breath back, still reeling from that early show of dominance from Eli. He turns to see Eli flat out on the mat and casually just drops to his knees and hooks the leg,
1…
2…
No! Kick out by Eli Legacy.
Weapon slowly picks Eli up to his feet, but suddenly Eli pushes himself clear of Lethal’s grip and stabs a thumb to the eye of the legend as the fans boo heavily, he then slams Weapon face first down into the turnbuckle before hitting a big chop across the chest and another and another followed by a stiff boot to the stomach. He moves Weapon to the middle of the ropes and grabs his wrist, this time he throws him across the ring successfully, Lethal hits the ropes and comes back but Eli just clotheslines him to the mat. Before grinning at the fans again who boo him heavily.
Eli just lifts Weapon back to his feet before hooking his arm from behind and lifting him with a nice back drop, he then quickly covers,
1…
2…
No! Kick out by Weapon.
Eli just lifts him back up slowly, before walking him to the centre of the ring, he boots him in the stomach before grabbing his wrist and with all his strength, throwing Weapon at the corner, Lethal hits it and hard, chest first, so hard he bounces back out toward Eli with a stumble, Legacy see’s the opportunity and hooks his waist from behind before suddenly throwing him over with a big german suplex, he holds on as well and lifts Weapon back up to his feet before hitting ANOTHER big german, this time letting him go, he suddenly rolls up to his feet with a new spring in his step and grins at the fans who boo loudly, he then looks to the corner and shouts “Another legend is going down!!”, he walks across to the corner and cockily begins to climb, he finally reaches the top as the official is checking on Weapon and gains his balance when suddenly Weapon shoves the official backwards into the ropes causing the buckle to shake causing Eli to land groin first on the top turnbuckle!!!!
Walters:
OH!!!
Weapon just rolls up to his feet and without hesitating just climbs to the middle rope, he slams some right hands into the face of Eli time and time again, before lifting him up to his feet, he then climb to the top with him and to the shock and excitement of the entire audience, suddenly lifts Eli onto his shoulders, EQUILIBRIUM FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! NO!!! Eli suddenly slides down and lands on the mat, he stumbles away as Weapon turns, but then runs into the ropes himself leaving Lethal with the same fate he was in moments before!
Vines:
Wow, now they both know how it feels.
Weapon just falls from the turnbuckle to the mat as Eli drops to one knee, both men are hurt and reeling, however Eli is the first to get to his feet, he grabs Weapon by the head and lifts him to his feet before holding him against the ropes, he hits another big chop before taking his wrist and throwing Weapon across the ring, no, Lethal counters, Eli hits the ropes, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!! OUT OF NOWHERE, ELI LEGACY HITS WEAPON WITH HIS OWN MOVE, THE FANS CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! He covers,
1…
2…
3…
NO!! Weapon kicks out just in time as Eli looks on in shock, he slaps the mat angrily and then stands to his feet before walking to the corner of the ring, he then smiles widely as the fans look on, all of them booing.
Slowly Weapon begins to stand, holding his ribs as he does, he stumbles and then turns to face Eli, NIGHTLY INHERITANCE, NO, Weapon ducks it and as Eli turns GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!!! Weapon breaks Eli in half almost with the move and slowly covers,
1…
2…
3…
That’s it, the bell finally sounds as Weapon rolls off of the young guy, finally breaking his undefeated record. Lethal however just rolls out of the ring, his eyes glaring back at Eli, his music bursts through the speakers as he walks up the ramp, however he suddenly stops.
Eli is up to all fours and looks hurt, however Lethal just glares back at him.
Walters:
Wait a minute, what the hell is Lethal doing?
Vines:
This doesn’t look good for Eli, we all saw what Lethal was like at the opening of this show.
Walters:
Come on, Weapon, the match is over!
Lethal suddenly turns back to the ring and angrily makes his way back to it, he rolls in and just kneels in the corner, Eli just stands, not having a clue what’s going on when suddenly, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR AGAIN!!! Weapon takes Eli Legacy down to a loud cheer from the fans around, he then stands up and calls for Equilibrium which has the fans going nuts, however as he does, Riley suddenly runs out from the back, Lethal turns to see Addison coming down the ramp, a microphone in hand.
Riley:
Weapon, stop it. Stop it now. This isn’t how we do things here and this isn’t what I want to see from anybody.
Addison just climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring, he stands between Weapon and Eli and just looks Lethal in the eye, practically pleading with the legend.
Riley:
Weapon, this isn’t the way you make your point, Eli might be a cocky son of a bitch, but he got his beating, you done what you set out to do, now come on, lets move on to Dedication, ok?
Weapon just glares at Riley, the fans around the ring chanting “one more time” over and over again, however Lethal seems to agree and just lifts his hands up as if to say ‘I’m done’, he turns to walk away as Riley looks on relived, however suddenly Weapon turns back on Riley, GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR ON THE OWNER!!! Riley is dropped like a brick as Weapon spears him in half!! He then rolls out of the ring and angrily walks up the ramp as the fans can’t believe what they are seeing, all of them leaping around at the shock attack on someone who is meant to be Lethal’s friend!! Weapon doesn’t even look back to see Riley roll onto the apron, holding his ribs in utter agony.
However Eli just stumbles to his feet and leans on the ropes, shouting for Lethal to come back, demanding he get back in the ring, he is furious, his face full of rage, however suddenly the fans react even louder, a hooded figure suddenly climbs over the crowd barrier, he slides into the ring and just waits, Eli then turns, but as he does, he is met with a stiff boot from a superkick that slaps against his jaw and echoes around the arena for what seems like hours.
The hooded man just glares over Eli, before suddenly revealing his face.
Walters:
OH MY GOD!
Vines:
FUCKING MOTHER FUCKER! WHY ARE WE SHOUTING!?!
Walters:
BECAUSE MICHAEL KYZER IS BACK!!
Kyzer just grins from ear to ear before lifting his hooded jumper and unclipping his Atlantic Championship, he suddenly raises it into the air and just glares down on Eli, his face looking content at what he has just done as the fans go mental around him.
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Rayne Young is seen backstage smiling to himself as he looks at the monitor, he shakes his head and just turns to his side to see Jacob Laymon walk into the shot.
Jacob:
He lose?
Rayne:
Yep and Kyzer just kicked his ass. I told him earlier, you need friends sometimes or at least people who can watch your back, but did he listen? The kids got arrogance.
Jacob:
So did we. We still do.
Rayne:
Guess so, but talking about that, I got your back tonight, any of Apocalypse show there face, trust me, they are going to be destroyed by me and my trusty chair.
Jacob:
Appreciate it. Tonight is going to end how Carnage 8 ended and how every Carnage from this moment onwards is going to end, with me and you on top, Aftermath ruling.
Rayne:
Damn right.
The two men smile and shake hands as Jacob turns and leaves to prepare for his match, however the camera stays on Rayne who looks smug and impressed with his role for tonight, however to the cheers from inside the arena, Priest suddenly appears behind him. Rayne doesn’t have a clue, however he turns, but Priest slaps his hand around the throat of Young and lifts him high into the air, PRIEST SLAM RIGHT ONTO THE MARBLED FLOOR!!! Priest just looks over Rayne, his face contorted with anger.
Priest:
You cost me my opportunity and now, I am going to make sure you suffer my wrath. You might be a hybrid, working for us and for MCW, but Rayne Young, by the time I am finished with you… You won’t be able to work for any wrestling company anywhere in the world. I am going to rip you apart, but not tonight, tonight, I am just going to give you a taster of what is to come!
Suddenly Priest grabs Rayne by the throat and forcefully lifts him back to his feet before throwing him back first into a wall, he then slaps his hand around the throat of Rayne again and with another lift into the air, suddenly drops Young down and right through a wooden drinks table that has the fans going nuts! Rayne has one leg in the air, resting on a broken end of the table, drinks all over him, his eyes shut from the power of the move. However Priest grins, he looks at the carnage caused and then glares over his shoulder in the direction of the main entrance to the arena and to where Jacob Laymon walked.
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AD-BREAK
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Main Event
Glory Braddock & Jacob Laymon Vs Priest & Jackson Adams
The ringside area grows Semi dim as the big screen illuminates. Flashes of a man can be seen doing different wrestling manoeuvres to various wrestlers. The words Jackson Adams flicker on the screen as we hear Break by Three Days Grace start to play over the P.A. System.
"Tonight, my head is spinning
I need something to pick me up
I've tried but nothing is working
I won't stop
I won't say I've had enough
Tonight, I start the fire
Tonight I break away"
Jackson Adams steps through the entrance ramp and the lights start to flicker wildly. He is wearing a hooded jacket with the hood covering his eyes, he walks slowly to the top of the ramp.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places"
He stops for a moment, looks up then quickly jerks down the hood with an arrogant skip, as the pyros shoot up behind him causing a white flash.
"At night I feel like a vampire
It's not right
I just can't give it up
I'll try to get myself higher
Let's go
We're gonna light it up
Tonight we start the fire
Tonight we break away"
As the Pyros fade we can see the arrogance and readiness in Jackson's eyes as he starts to head towards the ring.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places
Oh oh oh"
Jackson cockily strides down to the ring flashing grins to the crowd as they are giving him a loud and positive reaction.
"If you can't stand,
The way this place is
Take, yourself, to higher places"
He hops up on the apron then wipes his feet on the apron before he steps into the ring.
"Break!
Away from everybody
Break!
Away from everything
If you can't stand the way this place is
Take, yourself to higher places
Oh oh
Higher places,
Oh oh
To higher places,
Oh oh
Higher places,
Take yourself to higher places"
The song starts to fade and the lights turn to normal as Jackson does an arrogant hop across the ring taking off his jacket and tossing it to the floor awaiting his partner and then his opponents.
Walters:
So the time has come for the main event, but does Jacob know his backup has gone?
Vines:
Not a fucking clue, do I look like I told him? Because I didn’t! ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH?!
Walters:
No! Now chill out.
Passive by A Perfect Circle hits the PA system. As Priest steps onto the stage, the crowd gives him a huge reaction of cheers. Stopping in the middle of the ramp, Priest glares into the crowd with a sinister smile. As the opening guitar riffs start to kick in, the lights in the arena flicker on and off as flaming pyro’s go off. After a couple seconds, Priest twist his neck to crack his spine and heads down the ramp. Once he gets to the ring, he removes his glasses and just hands them to a child in the crowd, much the opposite of what he use to do, he then grabs the top rope and climbs onto the apron. He instantly stares across at Jackson, the whole world aware of the history these two men have, he climbs into the ring and then just waits as slowly his music comes to an end.
Walters:
Adams and Priest siding together here, but lets not forget that both of these men have history.
Vines:
We all have history or we wouldn’t be here today, duh!
Walters:
Another amazing and sensible comment from the man being paid to do commentary.
Vines:
Fuck you. Just fuck you.
“Megadeath” Countdown to Extinction suddenly plays over the speaker system as Jacob Laymon appears on the big screen, the boos are loud and heavy and suddenly the former owner of the MCW steps out, he cracks his neck and just glares into the ring, his eyes focused on both of his opponents, a sly smile coming across his face as he just walks down the ramp, he stops at the bottom and just ignores the abuse from the fans and the two men in the ring, in particular Jackson.
Walters:
He looks confident enough, so he mustn’t know that Rayne is down and out!
Vines:
He’d probably look confident if he did know!
The opening chords of “Dumb Bitch” by Mickie James begins to blare over of the PA system. As the music begins to build the lights dim and a lone spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp. The words “British Bombshell” appear on the Tron. The tron shows images of Glory Braddock delivering Glorification to Erik Cade, the Gloria In Excelsis Deo to Eric Sailes, and a Blaze of Glory to Eric Herrera.
You musta got your play book
From a tabloid magazine
Full of trashy lies
And schemin’ behind the scenes
You were hittin’ on my baby
The first time I turned my back
Did you really think that I
Was gonna let you get away with that
Glory Braddock steps out onto the stage into the spotlight. The auburn haired beauty has a confident gaze written across her face.
You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch
Braddock raises her arms high up into the air, the world title hanging from her hand, soaking up the negative fan reaction as the lights go back up to normal. She points down to the ring, nodding her head before making her way in a confident stride towards the ring.
Im a good woman
Lookin’ in a no good womans eyes
You knew what you were doin’
Now its too late to apologize
Maybe this’ll teach you
Not to try that trash again
And save another woman
From your slutty shenanigans
Glory climbs up the steel steps and steps towards the ring apron as Jacob Laymon slides in. She makes a leap over the top rope and into the ring. She heads over to each corner, lifting her title in the air and listening to the abuse of the audience with a smile on her face.
You’re a dumb bitch
You must think that I am like a smart bitch
Wouldnt step across that line
Cuz this bitch is gonna cut you down to size
Teach you not to mess with whats mine
You dumb bitch
You dumb bitch
Glory hops down from the turnbuckles and then heads to the centre of the ring where she raises both arms high into the air, her World title proudly displayed to her opponents. The bell sounds and all four wrestlers remain in the ring.
Walters:
So this match is ready to get underway, the main event of the night, can Jackson and Priest upset the World Champion and the number one contender, more to the point, can they work together, just two weeks before there one on one re-match for the gold.
Vines:
You are so fucking corny, you sound like you should be working on an 80’s soap! Can skippy and friends escape the creepy canyon!?! Tune in next week for more!
Walters:
I’m making a point.
Vines:
BUT YOU SUCK BALLS AT MAKING POINTS! SHUTUP JACKASS!!
As the four of them continue to stand in the ring, the match yet to begin, the lights suddenly go off and the arena is left in pitch darkness.
Walters:
What the fuck!?!
Vines:
Damn it, Riley forgot to pay the electric again! Fucking Idiot!
A heartbeat can be heard pumping gentle through the speakers, it continues in a rhythmic way, bump, bump,
bump, bump,
bump, bump,
over and over again, but it’s getting louder and quicker, the big screen starts showing scenes of an operating room, the lights flickering, machinery tipped over, bodies lying on the ground all over the place, with the rays of light coming into the dark arena, Jacob Laymon can be seen staring at the screen, the others all doing the same from a distance. However the screen and the sound of the heartbeat suddenly disappear.
Walters:
I’m literally shitting myself right now.
Vines:
Huh, I thought that was me.
Walters:
Are you scared as well?
Vines:
No, just lazy.
…10…
…9…
The numbers are appearing on the big screen in a fiery countdown.
…8…
The numbers are appearing on the big screen in a fiery countdown.
…8…
…7…
…6…
…6…
…5…
…4…
…3…
…2…
…1…
Suddenly the lights come back on in the arena and everything seems back to normal, except the fans are all looking on in shock as Priest, Glory and Jackson Adams have all disappeared even the referee has gone, the only man left in the ring is Jacob Laymon, he glares around with confusion, his eyes a little lost to what is happening, his face contorted with confusion and anger. “Glory, if this is another trick damn it”, he shouts above the noise of the fans who are on there feet, all of them tiptoeing to see what is going to happen next.
Suddenly “The Night” explodes through the speaker system causing the fans to look on, some of them in utter shock and disbelief, others not sure whether to fall for it this time, however, the lights in the arena just flicker on and off constantly, Jacob just circles himself in the ring, unsure where to look or what to do when suddenly, FIRE explodes from all four corners of the ring, from the staging and all the way down the ramp!!! Jacob’s turns to the stage and to the arena’s disbelief, to Jacob’s, the huge figure of Dante, masked and as big as ever appears, his skin is blemished with scars, but his mouth can be seen behind his mask, his teeth and lips growling. Jacob is just shaking his head, he can’t believe what he is seeing, he points at Dante, his words loudly coming out as “I finished you, I finished you”, but Dante just stalks slowly down the ramp, his eyes glaring furiously into the ring at Jacob, he grabs the top rope and lifts himself up onto the apron before lifting his arms and bringing them down as more fire explodes from every corner of the ring, Jacob literally drops onto his ass, his eyes dotting around all over the place as Dante then steps into the ring, Jacob instantly gets up and with a roar of adrenalin, charges Dante, but the big man suddenly lunges himself, DECAPITATION CLOTHESLINE!!! Jacob is laid out already on the mat as the fans look on, Dante just glares over him angrily, he turns him onto his back to see Jacob’s eyes closed and just places his boot on his chest, before lifting his arms again, as he does, he looks up to the staging to see the roster of the FWA slowly walking out, led by Glory Braddock. Priest is there, so is Jackson, Eli, Weapon, Brittany, Marie, everyone. All of them look in shock, none of them knowing what to make of what is happening, however Dante suddenly lowers his arms and fire explodes on the stage causing the roster to leap away from the flames, the corner explode into flames again and then the lights go off.
… A few moments pass…
The lights finally come back on and the roster are all looking down to the ring to see Dante is gone, but Jacob is laid on the mat. Blood is scrawled into the canvas reading “Here lies the body of Jacob Laymon… A man on borrowed time”.
With the scenes of the roster looking on, with Jacob laid out in the ring, the message appearing in blood, the credits finally appear on the last Carnage before Dedication as the scene gently and quietly fades to black.
Suddenly the lights come back on in the arena and everything seems back to normal, except the fans are all looking on in shock as Priest, Glory and Jackson Adams have all disappeared even the referee has gone, the only man left in the ring is Jacob Laymon, he glares around with confusion, his eyes a little lost to what is happening, his face contorted with confusion and anger. “Glory, if this is another trick damn it”, he shouts above the noise of the fans who are on there feet, all of them tiptoeing to see what is going to happen next.
Suddenly “The Night” explodes through the speaker system causing the fans to look on, some of them in utter shock and disbelief, others not sure whether to fall for it this time, however, the lights in the arena just flicker on and off constantly, Jacob just circles himself in the ring, unsure where to look or what to do when suddenly, FIRE explodes from all four corners of the ring, from the staging and all the way down the ramp!!! Jacob’s turns to the stage and to the arena’s disbelief, to Jacob’s, the huge figure of Dante, masked and as big as ever appears, his skin is blemished with scars, but his mouth can be seen behind his mask, his teeth and lips growling. Jacob is just shaking his head, he can’t believe what he is seeing, he points at Dante, his words loudly coming out as “I finished you, I finished you”, but Dante just stalks slowly down the ramp, his eyes glaring furiously into the ring at Jacob, he grabs the top rope and lifts himself up onto the apron before lifting his arms and bringing them down as more fire explodes from every corner of the ring, Jacob literally drops onto his ass, his eyes dotting around all over the place as Dante then steps into the ring, Jacob instantly gets up and with a roar of adrenalin, charges Dante, but the big man suddenly lunges himself, DECAPITATION CLOTHESLINE!!! Jacob is laid out already on the mat as the fans look on, Dante just glares over him angrily, he turns him onto his back to see Jacob’s eyes closed and just places his boot on his chest, before lifting his arms again, as he does, he looks up to the staging to see the roster of the FWA slowly walking out, led by Glory Braddock. Priest is there, so is Jackson, Eli, Weapon, Brittany, Marie, everyone. All of them look in shock, none of them knowing what to make of what is happening, however Dante suddenly lowers his arms and fire explodes on the stage causing the roster to leap away from the flames, the corner explode into flames again and then the lights go off.
… A few moments pass…
The lights finally come back on and the roster are all looking down to the ring to see Dante is gone, but Jacob is laid on the mat. Blood is scrawled into the canvas reading “Here lies the body of Jacob Laymon… A man on borrowed time”.
With the scenes of the roster looking on, with Jacob laid out in the ring, the message appearing in blood, the credits finally appear on the last Carnage before Dedication as the scene gently and quietly fades to black.
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