Post by Commissioner Warrior™ on Apr 28, 2008 23:35:53 GMT -5
Young Guns opens up with a video package highlighting several of the heated fueds in the past weeks. It begins with shots of the instigation of each of the three Triple Threats on the card, showing the build up. Followed by lots of video about the heated rivalry between Creep and Christian Stephens. There are also shots of the Sterling and King Carter scenario and the Tag Title and Pure Title build up. But most of all, there is minutes of video about the nearly two year build up to the main event of the night. From Meltdown and Lincoln’s on and off rivalry over the past years. To the cataclysmic revelation of Lincoln being the attacker of Meltdown. As well as the announcement of the match. After the video, the camera pans around the arena looking for some classic signs, finding quite a few. Everything from “Double X” written in gold paint, “Tha Commish”, “Lincoln is a traitor!”, “Meltdown is 4 Real”, to even “Lincoln = New Champion!”, showing the expression of the EUW crowd.
Halloween II by Danzig Plays through out the arena. Xander X walks slowly down the ramp, jerking away from any fans who try to touch him. Xander slides into the ring.
John Walt: Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for our opening contest. Introducing first...from Big Delta, Alaska...weighing in at 195 pounds...he is Xander X!
He circles the ring surveying the crowd, until he finally stops in the center of the ring. He holds his arms above his head in X and gold pyros fire beside the ring to form an X.
The lights are dim, and heavy foot steps are heard. Suddenly guitar is heard as the song .44 Caliber Love Letter begins to play. From the curtain comes Jay Raiden. He raises one arm then slowly brings it down, and then flexes rolling his neck around.
John Walt: And his opponents...first from Raleigh, North Carolina...weighing in at 196 pounds...this is Jay Raiden!
Then as he makes his way down the ramp he slaps a few fans hands. Most of the girls in the crowd are cheering heavily. The hardcore fans of him also cheer waving signs. As he enters the ring he flexes once more. Then he hits one of the turn buckles and sits on top of it waiting for the match to begin.
“Raise Up” by Saliva hits the arena now as Stevie steps out onto the stage. But Xander X wastes no time in attacking Raiden with a series of right hands. Raiden is driven back into the corner by Xander as Stevie Ryan runs to the ring. Ryan slides in and charges at the duo in the corner. Xander dodges out of the way as Stevie Ryan connects with a clothesline on Jay Raiden in the corner.
JJ: Stevie is all into this match.
Larry: Despite his being late.
Stevie Ryan comes out of the corner and walks into a snap suplex from Xander X. As Xander is getting to his feet, Jay Raiden hits a clubbing forearm to the back of his head. Raiden shoves the dazed Xander to the outside and begins to stalk Ryan as he rises. Jay Raiden picks up Ryan in a fireman’s carry and circles the ring, soaking in the cheers of the crowd. Raiden tosses Ryan up into the air and brings him down hard on his knee for an impressive gut buster.
JJ: Ouch, what a gut buster.
Larry: That’s what he gets for being late to the match.
Jay Raiden walks away from the downed Stevie Ryan and climbs the turnbuckle to drive the crowd into a frenzy. With Raiden’s back turned Xander slides into the ring and prepares to charge him. Xander X starts to run but Jay Raiden jumps down to face him. Xander stops suddenly and turns his momentum to drop a big elbow on Stevie Ryan. Xander hops to his feet and starts to circle the ring with Raiden.
JJ: Xander and Raiden squaring off now.
Larry: And Ryan knocked out. Because Xander and Raiden were on time to their match....not the same for Ryan is it.
Raiden and Xander dash forward and tie up in the center of the ring. Xander twists Raiden into a headlock and brings him to the ground with a takeover. Xander wrenches in a few times but Jay Raiden show his wrestling prowess by capturing Xander in a leg vice around Xander’s neck. Xander struggles out and rolls onto Raiden. Xander tries to get into a mount position, but Raiden rolls him onto his back. Raiden goes for a big punch but Xander grabs his arm and wraps his legs around Raiden neck.
JJ: And there’s the submission by Xander X. He can just be methodical in that ring.
Larry: Yep. It’s easier to be methodical when you’re on time.
JJ: Will you drop the late thing already?!!
Xander starts to choke Raiden out but the fans starts chant for Jay Raiden. Raiden gets his feet underneath him and lifts Xander X off the ground. Raiden drives Xander into the mat in a power bowb, but Xander does not break the hold. Raiden picks up Xander again, and this time drives him into the turnbuckle causing him to release. Xander is draped in the corner and Raiden falls to one knee, drained from the choke hold.
Larry: Meow. Cat fight. Wait...
JJ: Oh god shut up. Wait, Xander might have an opening here.
Raiden gets to his feet, and is grabbed by the recovered Stevie Ryan. Ryan goes for a suplex but Raiden counters it. Raiden spins Ryan around and hits the Reverse Evolution on Stevie Ryan. Raiden climbs on to Ryan. 1..2..3!
John Walt: And here is your winner....Jay Raiden!
Larry: What opening? And you see that. He was late to his match...and he lost!
JJ: Oi vey.
Larry: What?
JJ: Nothing. Well its time for our second contest and this time it’s a No DQ triple threat match.
Larry: Yeh and don’t forget JJ not only are there no DQ’s but there are no count outs meaning this could end anywhere in the building.
JJ: Well let’s stop talking about it and get it started.
“Go ahead and X up!”
The opening drum/guitar solo for “Know this X” plays over the PA system, and the pyroes on the stage explode. Out from the back walks out Joe Ragnal, who stands tall at the top of the ramp, wearing his shades and green trench coat as he surveys the crowd in attendance for the evening. He smirks, then gives them a thumbs up before rocketing down the ramp and clapping hands with the crowd on the way.
John Walt: Coming to the ring at this time, weighing in at 220lbs. He is the “Innovator of fun” Joe Raaaaagnaalllll!
He slides into the ring, then handstands to his feet, hopping to the turnbuckles, and raising his arms up high in an X formation, while flipping the crowd off. He then hops off, and takes off his coat as he waits for the opponent.
Walt: The second competitor coming from the end of time and standing 6”7 tall. He is Oblivion!
The lights slowly dim in the arena. The voices of the people who gathered for the event are deafening as an eerie silence takes place from the entrance. As if by imaginary hands, 2 torches blaze to life. One on each side of the entrance curtain. Lightning is heard but not seen around the arena as a thick fog rolls out down the ramp and around the ring. Oblivion's voice suddenly blares out of the arena sound system...
"The Countdown...Begins now!"
Bark at the moon blares out the sounds system. As the main riff begins on the intro song, the arena fades into a dark red colour. Blazing out of the entrance, Oblivion comes riding out on a dark black Harley Davidson. Riding with intent straight to ring side, Oblivion circles the ring and parks. Revving his engine a bit, the crowd responds by cheering loudly. Dismounting his bike, he walks up the stairs, raises his leg over the top rope and enters the ring. Walking to centre ring, Oblivion points to the entrance as lightning strikes the entranceway. Oblivion removes his shades and tosses them out of the ring. Standing in the opposite corner to Ragnal, Oblivion stands and waits for their final opponent.
All the lights go out, then Mr Writer starts up. Diabolik walks out slowly, and the lights go on red. The crowd boos, but Diabolik ignores them completely.
Walt: And there opponent, standing 6”4 and weighing in at 247lbs. He is Diabollllikkk!!
He walks down the ramp, and reaches the ring. He lights go on to normal, and he hits his head off the ring a few times, before slowly climbing up onto the side of the ring and rolling in. He goes into a corner, and sits there, head in his hands.
As the lights return to normal the ref signals for the bell to sound signalling the start of the match. All men stand in different corners of the ring all staring at each other wondering what each of them are going to do. Suddenly as if by instinct all 3 competitors charge out of the ring in search of a weapon of some sort. Diabolik grabs a steel chair from ringside, Oblivion grabs a chair from the crowd and Joe Ragnal pulls out a cream pie from under the ring. With each competitor now inside the ring with their weapons they again look at each other with anxiety. Suddenly both Diabolik and Oblivion realise what Joe has in his hands, both of them smile broadly as they run towards him and hitting him with a chair shot at the same time crushing his skull between 2 chairs.
JJ: Oh my god! Ragnal looks to be knocked out after that conchairto from Diabolik and Oblivion.
Larry: Serves him right for trying to use a pie as a weapon.
Ragnal rolls out of the ring holding his head in pain. Oblivion then stares at Diabolik realising he is distracted, swinging the chair Oblivion goes to hit Diabolik, however Diabolik ducks and Oblivions hits the turnbuckle. Diabolik then grabs his chair and throws it straight at the head of Oblivion, hitting him directly on the top of his head forcing him through the ropes and to the outside.
JJ: What a shot by Diabolik there.
Larry: That there was a C.O.D, concussion on delivery.
With both his opponents on the outside Diabolik sees a chance to capitalise even more. Running towards the ropes Diabolik flips over the ropes and lands a senton splash on the outside. All 3 men lie down and writhe in pain after Diabolik’s high risk manoeuvre. Diabolik gets up first and looks under the ring for another weapon, pulling out a table he pushes it in the ring. However just before he can get in himself, Joe Ragnal spears him against the apron crushing Diabolik’s back upon impact. Ragnal has now donned the famous crimson mask and grabs the cream pie that he had picked up before. Placing it at ringside Ragnal wraps his arm around Diabolik’s neck and DDT’s him into the pie.
JJ: What in the hell was that? If Ragnal thinks he can hurt someone with a pie then he has something seriously wrong with him.
Larry: Yes but JJ look at the ingredients of the pie.
As Diabolik grabs his face we can see he has blood pouring out of a deep cut in his forehead. Ragnal picks up the pie and shows the crowd that the filling of the pie was none other than razor wire. While showing the crowd Ragnal doesn’t see Oblivion getting up, reaching under the ring Oblivion grabs a chair and throws it at Joe’s head causing him to fall down against the steel steps. With the razor wire still in Ragnal’s hand Oblivion uses some of it on Joe’s face trying to open his gash more. Oblivion then places a chair in front of Joe’s face, taking a walk back Oblivion then charges and hits a devastating knee smash, crushing Joe’s head between the chair and the steps. He then goes for a pin 1…..2…..*kickout*
JJ: Holy Shit!
Larry: Looks like Joe isn’t going to be making any pies soon after that move.
Oblivion then picks up the chair from Joe’s bloodied face, but as he turns round he is met by Diabolik who attempts to hit Oblivion with a chair. Oblivion ducks however and goes for a chair shot of his own, Diabolik also had the same idea and both chairs hit each other with a loud smash. Diabolik annoyed with this then smashes the chair against Oblivions tree trunk leg sending him down to the ground.
JJ: Diabolik saw an open spot there and used it to his advantage.
Diabolik then crashes the chair down again and again against Oblivion’s now injured leg. He then wraps Oblivions leg around his own and ties in a figure four leg lock. Oblivion now shouts and screams in agony as the ref asks him if he wants to give up. Oblivion shakes his head and keeps in the match, still writhing in pain. Oblivion then starts to grab a nearby chair, he gets two fingers on it, eventually he grabs the whole chair and crashes it against Diabolik’s face forcing the submission to end. Now limping Oblivion looks under the ring, he now pulls put another table to match the on that is already in the ring. Climbing in the ring Oblivion attempts to set both tables up stacked on top of another.
JJ: What does Oblivion have planned here?
Larry: I don’t know but I’m sure its gonna hurt.
Oblivion still limping tries to go to the apron to grab Diabolik however as he sticks his head through the ropes he is met with a hard Singapore cane shot from Ragnal. Climbing in the ring Ragnal grabs Oblivion and pushes him into the corner near the tables. Climbing up the ropes Joe starts to go for the classic 10 punch in the corner, with the crowd chanting for each punch. Diabolik however starts to stir and climbs up onto the apron. Seeing the punches going on the bloody Diabolik climbs up the same ropes and faces Joe Ragnal. Diabolik starts to punch Joe as he punches Oblivion, Ragnal however starts to retaliate and hits Diabolik with a stiff punch that stops Diabolik in his tracks. Oblivion however starts to gain a sudden surge of strength and grabs Ragnal in position for Ride the Lightning. At this time Ragnal wraps Diabolik’s arm around his neck in a suplex position. As Oblivion pulls Ragnal, Ragnal pulls up Diabolik as both men sail through the air and crash through the tables in the ring, leaving all combatants knocked out in the ring and the crowd chants “Holy Shit”. Somehow, Oblivion begins to stir though. He isn’t able to rise, but he crawls forward just inches, barely enough to drape an arm over Ragnal. The referee sees this as he counts the 1...2...3!
John Walt: And here is your winner by pinfall...Oblivion!
After a long period of Oblivion celebrating, Diabolik and Joe begin to rise from the broken shards of wood. Diabolik is barely to his feet as the two police officers, Deary and Brooks, step out onto the ramp. They walk down the ramp to the ring, and snatch a microphone from one of the announcers.
We are police officers, here to take Diabolik to the station. Diabolik, if you would please come peacefully, then we will explain the situation in the car.
Diabolik is given a mic by Walt, who, seeing Diabolik's initial reaction, decides to leave the ring. Despite his injuries from the match, Diabolik shows a burst of energy, more from emotion than anything else.
What the fuck is going on? I want to know first.
It is best left for a time in private, we would prefer not to announce it in front of so many people.
Hey, this is gonna be a media shitstorm anyway, let's have the truth rather than speculation. What'd I do, officers?
Fine, have it your way-
No, not in front of all these people.
We have to, okay? Diabolik, could you come outside the ring first?
I'd rather not. Not until I know why you want me.
That wasn't a request. Come here. Now.
Fine, whatever.
Diabolik climbs outside the ring, and approaches the two officers with his arms outstretched, mocking them, confident he hasn't done anything worthy of being arrested for. Quickly, Brooks and Deary grab his arms, taking advantage of his tired state, and cuff him.
Diabolik, we are arresting you due to connection with the death of Glenn Pryce.
What the fuck? I never killed anybody!
Diabolik, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to be speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense.
Look, cut the bullshit, i've never done anything like what you're saying... Hell, I don't even know a guy called Glenn Pryce! What are you really arresting me for?
We just told you, now come along like a good little boy.
At that, the police officers grab an arm each, and force him out of the arena.
JJ: Woah. What a match that was. But why on earth is Diabolik being arrested?
Larry: I still can’t believe that last move. And even then, how did Oblivion have the strength to crawl to the pin to capitalize?
JJ: I don’t know. But this was a hell of a win for him.
Larry: That’s for sure. This is how you build momentum. It’s only a matter of time until that monster gets some gold around his waist. Oh, and it’s in connection to some guys death.
JJ: Wow...but now it’s time for the scaffold grudge match between The Creep & Christian Stephens.
Larry: Man, I’ve been looking forward to this one the tension between these two is unbelievable.
JJ: As the scaffold is being put into place I’ll remind the folks at home about the rules of this match. There will be no pinfalls, submissions, count outs or disqualifications. The two men will start in the ring and the only way to win the match is to throw your opponent off the top of the scaffold.
As ‘Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away)’ starts the arena goes black with only the flashing of cameras lighting the room. The guitar stops and when it re enters sparks come up from the stage engulfing it in white light. The Creep comes through the sparks in his wrestling attire. He walks down the ramp barely noticing the fans and approaches the ring.
John Walt: Coming to the ring at this time, weighing in at 215lbs and hailing from Manchester, England. He is The Creeeeep!!
Creep approaches the start of the scaffold and looks up the structure, staring to the top. Never taking his eyes off it he slides in the ring and waits for Christian in one of the corners.
The lights go out....Suddenly "Break Down Walls" by R.A. the Rugged Man begins.....Just as the song crescendos the arena is filled with light from an amazing fireworks display.
A single light shines down on the entrance way. Slowly Christian Stephens begins to rise from the floor. His back is turned from the ring. He is hidden from his shining jacket. All that can be seen is two large letters on the back of the jacket.
C.C.
Christian turns around and removes the hood. Slowly he makes his way down to the ring, rejecting handshakes left and right.
Walt: And his opponent, hailing from Los Angeles, CA. He is “Mr L.A” Christian Stephens!!!!
Christian also takes a look at the ominous structure staring high into the rafters. He then focuses his attention to the ring where he looks for The Creep. The Creep however is nowhere to be seen. Suddenly he runs round ringside, with a chair in hand and crashes it over the head of Mr L.A. As Christian lies on the floor still in his jacket Creep shouts obscenities at him and eventually spits on him. The crowd boos Creep as he shouts obscenities at them also. He then throws Christian into the ring as the bell sounds.
JJ: The Creep getting this match started pretty quickly with a harsh attack on Mr L.A.
Larry: And that’s the only way to be in a match as destructive as this.
Ripping Christians jacket off Creep starts stomping Christian angrily. Picking him up he whips him into the turnbuckle and follows with a shining wizard sending Christian in a slump to the mat. Proud of himself Creep taunts the crowd while receiving more boos and chants of “You Suck!”. Picking Christian up again he delivers a hard enziguiri to the side of the head knocking Christian out once again. Seeing an opportunity Creep goes to ringside and starts to look under the ring for a weapon. Eventually finding a stop sign Creep attempts to get back into the ring, however he is caught suddenly with a baseball slide from Mr L.A sending The Creep crashing into the scaffold structure that stands at ringside.
JJ: What an offensive manoeuvre there from Christian Stephens hopefully bringing himself back into the match.
Christian then grabs the stop sign himself and hits the Creep in the face with it repeatedly causing a cut to open just above his eyebrow. With blood dripping down his face Creep starts to try and get up, however he is picked up by Christian who rams him into the scaffold structure again causing The Creep to writhe in pain on the floor. Christian then goes off to the other side of the ring to look for weapons while Creep lies in a small pool of his own blood.
JJ: Creep looks to be in bad shape, he may need medical attention from that cut.
Larry: Are you kidding? Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and Creep knows that. He’ll be fighting fit soon enough.
Christian pulls out a table from under the ring and sets it up against the barrier at ringside. Going back to The Creep Mr L.A grabs him by the hair and throws him once again into the scaffold leaving Creeps crimson life force on the steel. Creep gets back up and starts wandering aimlessly around still drained from the blood loss. Waiting for his perfect chance Christian stares at The Creep waiting for his chance to strike. As the Creep turns round, Christian starts to charge and attempts to spear Creep through the table, however Creep sees this and reverses it into a back body drop sending Christian crashing through the table at ringside with a thunderous impact.
Larry: Holy Shit!
JJ: Oh my god! I don’t think that’s what Mr L.A was looking for. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was out of this match now.
Larry: I think I’ll have to agree with you there, I’ve never seen anything like that.
Both men lay knocked out at ringside with the crowd chanting “Holy Shit” repeatedly. The Creep is the first to stir and try to get up, stumbling over from the blood loss. Looking up to the top of the 30 ft structure Creep begins a very slow ascent to the top of the scaffold. Christian now begins to get up from the remnants of the table and see’s The Creep climbing up the scaffold. Stumbling towards the scaffold Christian picks a chair up on his way and hooks it onto his arm. Seeing the Creep is nearly half way up the scaffold Christian starts to climb up, chair in hand. Creep still carries on climbing not noticing that Christian is catching him up. Mr L.A starts to catch Creep up and tries to grab his leg, feeling this Creep swings slightly off the scaffold and kicks Christian in the face. Christian recovers from this and hits Creep with a chair shot to the back. Both men are battling 20ft in the air as Christian hits another chair shot, The Creep swings slightly with one hand on the scaffold. Christian then hits one final punishing chair shot that causes Creep to let go and drop. Creep then crashes through the commentator’s table at ringside and lies motionless as the crowd chants “Holy Shit”
JJ: Oh my freaking god!
Larry: JJ are you ok? A Creep bomb nearly hit us.
JJ: I’m fine I think the Creep must be dead though.
Larry: Well he’s gonna have to turn into a zombie because this match aint over. He has to be thrown from the top of the scaffold not the side of it.
The Creep still lies motionless as Christian carries on climbing the steel structure. E.M.T’s arrive at ringside to check on The Creep as the match appears to be over. The Creep starts to wake up out of his temporary coma as the E.M.T’s wrap a neck brace on him. Preparing a stretcher they attempt to try and put Creep on it however he refuses and starts shouting his usual obscenities at them. Ripping the neck brace off himself The Creep starts to stumble up pushing referees and E.M.T’s out of his way towards the scaffold. The crowd starts to cheer as they see this and Creep starts to hastily climb the structure he has just fallen off.
JJ: I cannot believe what I am seeing, he has just fallen off a 20ft scaffold and now he is back on his feet and climbing back up the thing.
Larry: Unbelievable.
The Creep gets half way up the structure as Christian throws a chair down at him. Barely missing him and crashing to the floor The Creep carries on climbing as Christian prepares himself on top of the scaffold, grabbing a Singapore cane that he found up there. Creep eventually climbs to the top, still bleeding from the shot before. Grabbing a chair from himself he points at Christian and shouts something that isn’t audible from below. The crowd starts to cheer as the two combatants start to charge at each other, weapons in hand. The two weapons hit each other with a loud crash, another shot is heard and then a final one. Christian goes for a low kick however Creep anticipates this with a hard chair shot to the face, busting Christian open on impact. Creep then hits Christian a few more times with chair shots to the legs and body and then throws the chair aside.
JJ: Creep seems to be angry right now and getting back on the offence.
Creep then goes to pick Mr L.A up again however Christian hits a low blow sending Creep down to his knees. Christian then signals for his finishing manoeuvre the Fade To Black wrapping his arm around Creep’s throat he goes for the inverted suplex however Creep manages to land a couple of punches to Christians stomach winding Mr L.A in the process. Creep pulls himself out and grabs a chair. He then hits Christian over his bloody head with it causing him to stumble near the edge of the scaffold. The crowd gasps in awe as Christian wobbles near the edge. Creep then hits another chair shot denting the steel and leaving blood on it. Christian stumbles again but is still on the edge. Creep then throws the chair at Christian’s face and hits a superkick to the face. Christian then falls off the scaffold and flows through the air, eventually crashing back first on the canvas below. The bell sounds.
John Walt: Here is your winner, The Creep!!!
JJ: What a match!
Larry: That was unbelievable! I cant believe he won.
Creep gets to his feet and raises his hands in the air. Blood drips down from his forehead and he collapses to his knees and looks down below at the motionless Christian.
JJ: Well ladies and gentlemen, we’re going to have to wait for a moment as the ring is cleared. This scaffold needs to be removed, as well as Christian definitely needs medical attention. And as everything here is handled, we’re going to cut backstage for something that is going on in the Commissioner’s office.
The feed cuts now to Warrior’s office, showing the familiar room. Several trophies surround the central desk, as well as plaques commemorating past EUW events. Some odd and end items, including a kendo stick and a bloody fire extinguisher. Warrior’s seated at his desk now, leaning back with his feet propped up onto the desk.
Warrior: Wow. I think I’m actually relaxed for once. The night is all set in order. I actually don’t have to worry too much about the going on of the matches this time. I’m not even worried about Diabolik, that’s his problem. I don’t have to worry about the Meltdown attacker situation anymore, that’s been resolved. Wow. I mean, I’m not worry free. But I think this is the most worry free and relaxed I’ve been in, months. Maybe even longer. Yeah, this is nice.
Just as Warrior begins to take a relaxed deep breath, there is a heavy knock at the door.
Warrior: And it’s gone in a flash.
He sighs heavily and then yells for whomever is at the door to come in. The door flies open, slamming into the inside wall. In walks none other than Hi Octane and Lo Hydro. Hi Octane doesn’t utter a word before Lo Hydro is already negotiating about...something...anything he can think of.
Lo Hydro: What in the hell is wrong with you?!
Warrior: Excuse me?
Lo Hydro: Hi Octane actually WON his last match! And then Young Guns comes along...and I don’t even see him booked? He should be fighting for the Pure Title or the World Title. Hell, he could win the Tag Titles by himself!
Octane’s eyes seem to widen at every notion, as he isn’t exactly thrilled with all that Lo Hydro is saying. Warrior seems partially offended, and partially about to burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Warrior: Wait wait wait. Stop before something....happens. Ok, you think Hi Octane should have had a match, right?
Lo Hydro: Exactly! He sho-
Warrior: Stop. If you think he should have had a match, I’ll give him a match. Because tonight, it’s going to be...an Arm Wrestling Match!
Lo Hydro: Well that’s not too bad. He’s got plenty of strength. Look at those guns!
Lo Hydro points to the biceps of Hi Octane, causing Octane to turn red in embarrassment. Warrior chuckles to himself, as Hydro continues.
Lo Hydro: So who’s he taking on, he’ll take on anyone tonight!
Warrior: Anyone? Is that so. Well, his opponent is going to be a former EUW World Heavyweight Champion. An EUW Grand Slam Champion. A King of the Mountain winner. His opponent is going to be me! Warrior enters that ring tonight in an Arm Wrestling Match against Hi Octane!
Hydro smirks and shakes the hand of Warrior as Octane seems absolutely shocked and awed. The feed now cuts back to the EUW arena.
JJ: Wow. That is going to be interesting, to say the least.
Larry: Yeah. And it’s confirmed that that match will take place following our next contest. So we’ve got that to look forward to, but now it’s time for yet another triple threat. This one will feature Trent Sickness, Michael de’ Archangel, and Matt “Rage” Rodriguez.
The lights go out and a red glowing fog comes from the entrance way as "Slept So Long" by Korn begins to play. John Walt begins, "Coming down to ringsiiiiiiiide, Michael de' Archangeeeeeeeeeeel!"
Two rows of three dark figures move out from the fog. Their faces are ashen white with archaic symbols on their faces. Match forward and stop before the ring. Their eyes start to slide into the back of their heads as they lift their hands to the sky. Once their hands are fully raised, a pyro goes off at the ramp entrance and The lights come back up in red as the guitars starts in the song. Archangel comes walking out with Saraphim in tow. Michael walks to wards the ring slowly staring directly at the ring. He stops and Saraphim walks up and stands in front of him starring at the crowd. Michael turns her head slightly and she kisses him on the cheek. She moves out of his way and he slides slowly into the ring and stands in the center with a spotlight directly on him. Saraphim enters after and proceeds to take off his outer coat and get ready to wrestle.
The camera pans back to the entrance. John Walt continues,
"and now coming next, he is the Rage, Matt Rodrigueeeeeeeez!"
"Voices" by Disturbed is played over the PA system with Rage walking out. His left arm holds a brass knuckles that is squeezed tightly. His eyes wondering around the entrance ramp looking at the chaotic reactions of the audience. Chanting things that seemed really unnecessary to Rage, as all it did was just send his upper left lip up and veins appeared on his neck. Getting inside of the ring he throws down into the corner a blade and the brass knuckles onto the ground. He then awaits for the match to begin.*
The crowd begins to grow louder as John Walt speaks once again.
"Lastly, coming down to ringside, Trent Sickness!!!!!!"
: Silence fills the arena as the all the lights dim out. A few faint whispers from the crowd are all that fill the void. Then a sickening and sadistic laughter begins to come across the PA system. The stage then lights up in a dark red color as the laughter continues. The voice then says quietly, "Quote The Sick 1.... Evermore." The crowd then knows who is coming out and the Titantron lights up with a black screen on it in sketchy red letters are "T S" Then "The Thing That Should Not Be" by Metallica starts and the arena begins to shake. A flurry of red and orange lights begin to swirl around the arena as the song begins to kick into full gear. Then Trent Sickness walks out from behind the curtain wearing his old school cut off jean shorts and white wife beater.. His head is looking straight forward at the ring eyes locked onto the squared circle. The crowd cheers immensly as Trent begins to walk down the aisle. Trent stares straight forward at the ring ahead not even caring about the fans that cheer and reach out for him. He walks calmly over to the stairs and climbs them giving the crowd determined looks with each step. Trent climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. His eyes lock onto the camera as he throws his arms out in a christ-like pose then bring them slowly in front of his chest making a X shape. Trent breaks the pose and begins his pre-match warm-ups....
As the bell rings the match begins. Trent immediately runs at Matt. Unleashing a barrage of punches into Matt's face, Matt stumbles to the ground. Trent, not letting up, pulls Matt by his hair and drags him over to the corner. Placing both arms on each side of the corner, Trent gives Matt a quick kick to the midsection. "MDA" slowly creeps behind Trent. As Trent is focused on Matt, "MDA" reaches out and grabs Trent around the neck locking him into a full nelson.
J.J: And the torture begins!
Larry: This pay per view is just absolutely insane!
"MDA" continues to apply pressure on Trent's shoulder blades as Trent begins to feel his strength leave him. Meanwhile, Matt has begun to stir. Rising off the turnbuckle, Matt rolls outside and reaches under the ring. Pulling out a garbage can, Matt rolls it into the ring and rolls in afterwards. Picking up the can, Matt swings with all his might. Trent drops to his knees at the last second allowing the can to hit "MDA" square in the face. The camera zooms in on "MDA" and his now bloodied forehead.
As Matt turns around to nail Trent next, Trent gets the upper hand and hits a missle drop kick right into the trash can sending Matt and the can out of the ring. Trent falls on "MDA" and awaits the pin.
1....2...("MDA" kicks out)
Matt, realizing that he needed to turn it up a notch, Goes back under the ring and slide out a barbed wire 2x4. Coming back into the ring, Matt waits for Trent to get up from his failed pinfall. Dropping unto Trent, Matt begins to grind the barbed wire into the side of Trent's temples. Blood begins to flow freely from Trent's forehead.
J.J: This is insane. This is crazy! There is a crime going on in that ring! How can those competitors continue to stand with all that blood loss.
Matt rolls back out of the ring. Trent crawls around the ring as blood gushes from his head. "MDA" begins to turn unto his side. Matt then brings a ladder into the ring and props it up. Climbing the ladder, Matt prepares to jump off unto Trent. As he taunts the crowd, Matt looks down only to find Trent Sickness had thrown himself at the ladder, knocking it over sending Matt crashing into the announcer table outside the ring.
Larry: OH MY GAAAAAAAWD! Is he ALIVE?
Trent, completely spent of all his energy, tries desperately to stand. Finally, after turning around slowly, Trent is met with the barbed wire stick directly to his face by "MDA". Trent falls down to the mat as "MDA" falls down on top of him in exhaustion. Blood is everywhere as the ref attempts to start the pinfall.
1.....2....(Amazingly Trent raises a shoulder.)
"MDA" looks around the arena, completely frustrated and completely without options. Matt is still out cold on the collapsed announcer table outside. "MDA" slowly gets to his feet and yells to Saraphim outside. Reaching under the ring, Saraphim pulls out a chair and slides it into the ring. Matt begins to rise outside of the ring. Grabbing the chair, "MDA" turns around and stalks Trent. Trent, laying in a pool of blood, begins to make his way to his knees. Matt, now on his feet, slowly climbs to the top of the turnbuckle from outside the ring. As Trent rises to his feet, "MDA"begins to swing the chair unto the head of Trent Sickness with a sickening thud!
At that same moment, Matt Rodriguez shows up from nowhere, now poised in one of the ring corners. After the sickening chair shot, Michael turns and sees Matt running full speed at him. Michael isn’t able to dodge now as Matt connects with the Infection. The move knocks Michael off his feet, but Matt turns and somehow sees Trent rising slowly. Matt goes to the corner once again, almost stalking Trent. Trent rises just for Matt to bolt and hit him with the Infection as well. After the move connects, Matt hooks the leg on Trent for 1...2...3!
John Walt: And here is your winner by pinfall...Matt “Rage” Rodriguez!
JJ: What a win for Rodriguez there.
Larry: That’s what he needed to propel him further up the ladder. It’s only a matter of time until he’s up there facing Evan Black, or who knows. Alex Falcon could be the Pure Champion that Matt might end up chasing by the end of the night.
JJ: Definitely possible. But now it’s time for possibly what will be the most...entertaining match of the night.
Larry: That’s a pretty good way to put it. It’s going to be Hi Octane taking on our very own Commissioner Warrior, in an Arm Wrestling Match.
The Ten Dollar Man by ZZ Top blares throughout the arena as flames erupt from the stage. But only Hi Octane's manager, Lo Hydro, carrying a bucket, towel and water bottle, emerges from the curtain. The camera pans around the arena looking for Hi Octane.
John Walt: Introducing first...from Houston, Texas...weighing in at 220 pounds and being accompanied to the ring by Lo Hydro...he is Hi Octane!
He is finally found sitting with the fans in the third row. He jumps up once the camera zooms in on him and rushes to the ring. He pulls off his t-shirt and wind pants before entering the ring and sitting in the corner listening to the advice of Lo Hydro.
The arena goes dark as the crowd sits in anticipation. For possibly one of the first times ever, the crowd seems unsure of who they should be most excited about. The crowd is always behind Hi Octane, but the anticipation builds as Warrior is about to come out. The crowd sits, expecting to hear “Wanted Dead or Alive” and to see Warrior come out in his classic suit. This never comes though. As the time builds, the crowd suddenly explodes as the opening riff of “Iron Man” by Black Sabbath fills the arena. With the crowd at their feet, the former World Champion and current EUW Commissioner steps out onto the entrance stage. But no suit is there. Instead, Warrior is standing there in a way that has not been seen in many months. With his classic black singlet having ‘Warrior’ emblazoned upon the front and a large ‘W’ on the back, Warrior stands still on the stage. No smooth professional looking ponytail this time, but the grungy black curly hair that EUW fans saw for so long flows on his shoulders now.
John Walt: And his opponent...from Cortez, Colorado...weighing in at 270 pounds...he is a former EUW World Heavyweight Champion...and the current EUW Commissioner...ladies and gentlemen...he is....Warrior!
For possibly the first time ever, the crowd begins cheering a Hi Octane opponent. They’re not necessarily opposing Hi Octane, but more excited about his opponent. Warrior smiles at the crowd, feeling the rush he used to get so often. He wasn’t even going to be wrestling tonight, just in an arm wrestling match. But that alone was enough to remind him of the past. Warrior slowly began making his way down the ramp now, one step at a time. He eventually reaches the ring, sliding in and heading for a turnbuckle. Once at the turnbuckle, Warrior hops up and raises his arms into the air for several cheers. Octane seems psyched out, but he attempts to go to a turnbuckle and raises his arms for cheers as well. It almost startles Octane that his cheers are near equal to Warrior’s.
Warrior someone frowns at this, but seems to thrilled to be in the ring to let it phase him. A referee comes near now, bringing Warrior and Hi Octane to the center fo the ring for the official arm wrestling podium. Each side his a spot to place ones elbow, as well as a handle for your left hand in order to keep the match one arm against one arm. Warrior doesn’t hesitate in the slightest, moving in and grasping separate handle with his left and planting his elbow with his right arm in the air and ready to go. Octane hesitates though, slowly stepping forward and getting into position. After much hesitation, Octane locks his hand with Warrior’s. The referee checks their hands, making sure that they are firmly grasped together. He checks the separate arms on the handles. After seeing everything as ready, the referee counts down 3...2...1...go!
JJ: Here we go!
Larry: This one is under way now!
Octane’s expression shifts to one of frustration but sheer determination as well. He almost seems to change colors, from tan to red to pink to purple back to red and he keeps swaying between these different shades. Warrior though, seems like he’s not even trying. A smirk across his face and his arm seeing almost relaxed. Warrior begins toying with Hi Octane, slowly pushing his arm down, causing Octane to morph from one color to another. Just before he gets Octane’s arm all the way down, Octane suddenly seems to be coming back. Warrior tires to finish it here, but Octane stays in that same position. Octane isn’t able to regain any ground, but he stays resilient and in his current position for a surprising amount of time. Warrior finally seems to kick it into high gear as he finally gets Octane’s arm down for the...uhh...fall.
John Walt: And here is your winner...Warrior!
Warrior begins to celebrate, but Octane suddenly backs up as if getting ready to attack Warrior. This comes only from the screaming of his manager, Lo Hydro. Octane doesn’t look happy, but he suddenly slides for the Hi Impact. Warrior scouts it though, ducking out of the way. Octane looks like a confused puppy as he turns around, looking for Warrior now. Warrior is suddenly running full speed as he hits the Rage on Octane. Hydro suddenly slides into the ring, going up behind Warrior and hitting a club to his back. Warrior is unphased though as he turns, and the crowd pops loud to this. Rarely would they cheer against Hi Octane, but cheering against Lo Hydro isn’t a problem to them. Warrior grabs Lo Hydro now and whips him into the corner. Warrior runs and hits a stiff shoulder block, now lifting Lo Hydro onto the turnbuckle. Warrior lets out a loud yell before leaping off the top of the turnbuckle with Lo Hydro in his grasp for the War Plunge. The crowd explodes with this as he hits. “Iron Man” hits the arena once more as Warrior celebrates in the ring.
JJ: Wow. That was really something special.
Larry: That’s for sure. What a treat for this audience, getting to see the veteran Warrior in the ring once again.
JJ: Yeah, this was a truly memorable moment.
Larry: Yeah. But now it’s time for our next match of the night.
JJ: And it’s going to be a hell of a match. We’re going to finally decide who our Tag Team Champions are!
Larry: And it’ll be decided in a Tag Team Tables Match!
Larry: Yeh and the rivalry between these two teams has heated up fast and it’s gonna culminate in this unbelievable contest.
JJ: Now again I will remind the people at home about the rules of this match. Both opponents have to be put through a table in order for them to be eliminated. If they have been put through a table however they do not have to leave the ring and can still be a part of the match.
Larry: Now with the boring rules done with lets get on with the match.
The lights dim down to a dark green colour. An Italian flag is shown on the videotron. "Sweating bullets" by megadeth plays as Mauricio comes through the entrance. Behind him, Xplode walks through as well. They both stop and look over the crowd.
Walt: Coming to the ring at this time, weighing in at a collective weight of 430lbs. They are Mauricio Valdez & Xplode, The Firmmmm!
Making their way into the ring, both men walk to individual turnbuckle posts and point to the fans. Dropping down to the mat at the same time, Mauricio walks to the centre of the ring and salutes the Italian flag on the videotron. Xplode flexes to the fans as green fireworks emit from each ring post.
At the start of Beautiful Mourning, the lights of the arena circle and flash reds, the arena cast in to near darkness at the fade of each flash. The camera turns to point towards the entrance gate, and makes it there in time to catch a fountain of sparks that shoots up from the gate at the signal of the first words of the song. The song continues with heavy drumming, although the strumming has slowed, and Tom makes his way down the ramp, adjusting his elbow pads and looking about the ring. The shouted vocals continue as Tom ventures to the ring.
Walt: And their first opponent, hailing from Albany, New York. He is “The Eh” Tom Robbberttsssss!
He stops at ringside and glances about, as the lyrics calm a bit. During this calm, he stares at his opponents and the tables that lie around ringside.
Through the Fire and Flames" starts playing as several fireballs start firing out of the stage. A ring of fire starts in the middle of the stage as Joe Dark rise through the flames. The walk out as the fire dies down and they walk to the ring.
Walt: And his partner weighing in at 190lbs. He is “The Future” Joe Darrrrkkkk!
Waiting at ringside with Tom, they discuss some tactics about the match. While this is happening Mauricio dashes towards the ropes and sails through them knocking Roberts and Dark to the ground. Xplode climbs out the ring to help his partner with their opponents. The two teams start brawling on the outside of the ring as the bell sounds. Xplode whips Tom Roberts against the crowd barrier and then follows up with a clothesline sending both me into the crowd.
JJ: It looks like this is turning into a fierce brawl.
Larry: The crowd seem to be getting a close view of the action as well.
Joe Dark starts to take the upper hand against Mauricio as both men exchange punches at ringside. Dark grabs Valdez and slams his face into the steel steps repeatedly. Dark then climbs onto the apron and then onto the top turnbuckle. Dark then flies off and hits a shooting star press on Valdez leaving both men in a pile at ringside. At the same time Roberts and Xplode are still in the crowd with Xplode slamming chairs on the back of The Eh while he is down on the floor. Taunting in the crowd Xplode stands on the barrier and raises his hands into the air. Tom starts to get up and sees Xplode taunting, angered by this Tom charges and spears Xplode off the barrier sending Xplode to the floor.
JJ: What a spear there from Tom Roberts.
Larry: Xplode doesn’t appear to be in a very good state at the moment.
Xplode writhes in pain clutching his ribs from the fall. Meanwhile Joe Dark is setting up a table at ringside and places Mauricio on it. Climbing to the apron Joe looks back to make sure Mauricio is still on the table. Jumping up and bouncing off the ropes Joe hits a asai moonsault, however Mauricio gets off the table just in time leaving Dark to crash through the table alone.
JJ: Oh my god!
Larry: Looks like nobody was home, Dark is gonna be feeling that in the morning.
JJ: But remember folks he can’t put himself through the table to be eliminated one of his opponents has to.
Dark lies knocked out in the wreckage that was a table. Mauricio then goes to work on Tom Roberts as he climbs over the barrier. While Valdez hits a few punches Roberts retaliates with a hard closed fist punch of his own sending Valdez to the ground. Climbing over the barrier Roberts wraps Mauricio’s arm around his neck and hits a snap suplex at ringside. Valdez screams in pain as he hits the mats on the outside. Xplode starts to wake up and sees Dark in on the floor, he goes to the barrier and grabs a chair from the crowd, pulling it off one of the fans. Xplode walks up to Dark who is still lying face down on the floor, lifting the chair high into the air Xplode brings the chair down only for Dark to move out of the way. Xplode drops the chair and holds his wrists in pain from the impact.
JJ: If Xplode had made that shot then it would have been lights out for Joe Dark
Larry: Yeh he wouldn’t have a future after that shot.
Dark suddenly gets up and hits a few kicks to Xplode’s ribs pushing him against the apron Dark charges and hits a shoulder thrust crushing Xplode against the apron. Dark then taunts the crowd as they cheer for him. Meanwhile Tom starts to get a table from ringside and pushes it into the ring. Climbing onto the apron Tom sees Mauricio getting up, waiting for him to get to his feet Tom runs and dives down hitting a strong clothesline, Mauricio’s head smacking against the floor. Tom then grabs Mauricio and throws him into the ring and follows him.
JJ: Tom sees to be getting into a rhythm now and gaining the upper hand on Mauricio.
Larry: Yeh but he has to remember that Mauricio has a partner who could strike when he least expects it.
Tom sets up the table in the middle of the ring. Dark climbs into the ring to come and help his partner. Tom and Joe grab Mauricio and whip him against the ropes as Valdez returns Tom and Joe pick him up and flapjack him through the table splintering it into many different pieces.
JJ: What a double team manoeuvre there from Joe and Tom.
Larry: Yeh and they just eliminated Mauricio in style.
Meanwhile outside the ring Xplode grabs a table and sets it up. As Joe and Tom celebrate their first elimination Xplode grabs the leg of Joe, pulls him under the rope and clotheslines him hard. Xplode then grabs a chair from the floor meanwhile Tom starts to get out the ring and charges at Xplode. Xplode sees this however and hits Tom with a hard chair shot busting him open on impact.
JJ: What a chair shot there from Xplode, Tom may be knocked out from that one.
Xplode then picks Joe up and puts him on the apron, Xplode climbs up there himself and puts Joe on his shoulders. While on his shoulders Xplode slams Dark through the table with a Death Valley driver obliterating the table into multiple pieces.
Larry: Wow, what a driver. Xplode just eliminated Dark from this match leaving just him and Tom in it.
JJ: And Tom is busted open on the outside, he isn’t waking up anytime soon.
Xplode goes now to get another table, setting it up inside the ring. As he is setting this up, Tom eventually begins to stir. After a very slow rise, Tom finally seems back into consciousness as he slides into the ring. Xplode sees the somewhat still groggy Tom and sights an opening. He moves in on him, hitting a kick to the mid-section before rolling Tom onto the table. The table begins to wobble now as Xplode climbs onto it as well. He slowly drags Tom off the ground and into position for none other than the Drop Zone. Tom goes to reverse with a back body drop, but his body fails him as Xplode pulls off the Drop Zone through the table as the bell sounds.
John Walt: And here are your winners...and NEW EUW Tag Team Champions...Xplode and Mauricio Valdez...The Firm!
JJ: Wow! What a win for our new Tag Team Champions!
Larry: And these are the first legit tag champs we’ve had in...months. Damn...a long long time.
JJ: Yeah, but these two truly earned it.
Larry: And they earned it against two of the best.
JJ: That’s for sure. But it’s time for one hell of a match now ladies and gentlemen.