


[The camera cuts to The Georgia Dome right in the mist of Atlanta, Georgia. As the camera pans around it picks up tens of thousands of screaming EWI fans waiving their signs and sounding off with several chants for their favorite stars. The camera then cuts to Brett Sanders and Garrett MacFarland who are in the announcer's booth getting ready for tonight's action.]
BS: Welcome one and all to the FINAL installment of the EWI’s Southern Comfort tour that concludes right here in BEAUTIFUL Atlanta GA! Welcome to DOMINATION II! Joining me as always is the man on my right Gary McFarland. Gary....how the Hell are ya?
GM: What can I say? We're about to give you old wrestlers, retarded dancers, fake injuries, and stupid broads. Oh wait this isn't the Atlanta based company owned by Ted Fonda this is EWI! I'm so embarrassed.
BS: (laughing) Of course you are. Folks if there was ever a night to see a wrestling event this is it! Tonight, as always, we are going to have one Hell .....
("Renegade Master" by Wildchild starts up and EWI Owner Erik Zieba, along with EWI Commissioner Chad Dupree, makes their way down to ringside to a thunderous ovation from the EWI crowd. Zieba looks into the crowd for a few moments before finally starting to speak.)
EZ: Ladies and gentlemen WELCOME to Domination II! Before I start off into my spill I'm gonna pass it over to the Commish cause I know he has some announcements to make.
CD: (taking the mic) Thanks Z. First of all I would like to announce that the NthWA has reopened it's doors and have contracts ready to be signed. So if there are any wrestlers in the back that are in need of making more cash then come on and sign the line ....
GM: I remember that place, but money making? He's a liar.
BS: I heard he slashed your salary in half due to your past comments.
GM: I don't remember asking you.
CD: ... And now the other piece of business. It gives me great pleasure to announce that the EWI has hired a new Vice President in charge of Operations ...
BS: Who can this be?
GM: More trouble for the SSN that's who it can be.
CD: ... and that person is none other than Les McCarver!
[Devil without a Cause by Kid Rock plays and VP McCarver steps out from the back with a microphone in hand. As he enters the ring he shakes the hands of both Zieba and Dupree.]
LM: First off, I want to thank Erik and Chad for giving me this opprotunity. Most wrestlers in the back might expect me to take a few weeks to get to know my postition, well I hate to be the man to break the news to all you in the back, but I like to learn on the fly, so you can expect me to be paying close attention to all matches tonight and if I feel that I need to interject myself, I will.
(Crowd cheers.)
LM: Now my first order of buisness as the VP is the triple threat Tag Team Match tonight. Earlier today I recieved a call from Simon Wilcox and Micheal Hardy. There plan was held over, so the Triple Threat Tag Match has turned into a regular tag team match, between the Motor City Maniacs and Tribal Instinct. The winner of this match will face Simply Stunning at Shockwave in Des Moines, Iowa. I wish both teams luck and there will be no draw, there must be a winner in this match. Again, I want to thank Erik and Chad for the opprotunity of a lifetime.
(Les shakes hands with both Erik Zieba and Chad Dupree, they then exit the ring leaving Zieba all alone.)
EZ: Tonight is a landmark occasion for the EWI. Tonight Rob Sampson takes on Eddy Love to once and for all decide just who is....
(Zieba is interrupted by the lights going out and the arena going completely dark)
GM: What the hell...
BS: The Assassins? I don't see a red dot anywhere...
GM: I don't know. I....
("Zero" b The Smashing Pumpkins starts up and the crowd roars as a spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp on the figure of "The Ego Buster" Daniel Ryan. Ryan has the NthWA World Title across his shoulder and stares with a wry grin straight at Zieba, whose face has gone white with shock. The lights slowly come up as Ryan waits for the music to die out to begin speaking.)
DR: Well wouldn't you know it. Erik Zieba, the man the myth the legend himself. By the look on your face I can see you didn't expect to be graced by my presence, but I felt it necessary to show up here tonight to take care of some business. You see, I'm not the kind of man who likes to sit back and listen to his name smeared across a federation without issuing back some sort of retribution. So when I listened to Apocalypse come out here and shamelessly attempt to make himself look better at my expense, I pretty much decided then and there that it was time for The Ego Buster to make an appearance.
EZ: What does Apocalypse have to do with me?
DR: (chuckling at Zieba's comment) Very funny. How very very funny and very kayfabe of you to say that.
(Zieba's look deepens into a frown at this)
DR: You know perfectly and damn well what that has to do with you. You know Erik, for the longest time you and I have gone back and forth with this feud. And don't insult my intelligence and the intelligence of those who know our history by standing there and denying that it is you who pulls the strings of the man known to these people as Apocalypse. But what I saw a few weeks ago was a bitter man frustrated by the fact that Apocalypse simply cannot beat me in the big matches. Frustrated by the fact that in Apocalypse's only World Title shot in the NthWA for THIS BELT.....I put him down in the middle of the ring. Now you want to go on and on about how I became a Hulk Hogan and refused to pass the torch? I was more than willing, but no one....and I mean NO ONE tells me that I don't have a chance to keep my title. I will not wrestle pointless matches. So what I was given was a fair shot. A chance to hold onto my belt and I made the most of it. And in the end you looked up at the lights and took the fall not because I refused to acknowledge you. No, it was because on that night I was the better man and you know it. So what do you do? You use your forum as the president of this fed to run me down in a fed that I'm not even in. You come out here and ramble on and on about things that most of these people don't even have a clue about. So was it good for business? Hell no, these people didn't give a rat's ass. Most likely they mostly shook their heads and wondered what the hell you were talking about. So why did you do it? Because you knew I would see it. You knew I had friends here. To sum it all up, you wanted my attention. Well, you got it. So don't stand up there with your pants all soiled up and act surprised at my appearence here tonight. Because from here on tonight you will get all of the attention that you need and deserve. And everywhere you turn, I will be there in your face. And it will be you Zieba whose life I will make a living hell until you get it through your thick skull that it is not through politics that I keep beating you. But by the fact that I am simply now and forever.....better than you...
(the crowd gives a mixed reaction as Zieba fumes in the ring)
DR: Now I know what you're thinking. I don't have a contract here. You can have me thrown out of the building. Now my first reaction to that is....anytime you want to try...go ahead. But then my second reaction makes me realize that I have something you do not have......THIS.
(Ryan pulls out a piece of paper and the cameraman near him focuses on it and reveals a contract with the SSN logo on the top)
DR: As you can see, there are merely the I's to be dotted and the T's to be crossed and you will have a new addition to your roster. So tonight, when you're watching that main event....I think I'll be watching too. And who knows....I might just decide to show up for the party.
("Zero" starts back up and Ryan heads out of the ring and begins to walk backstage)
EZ: Wait Dan, before you go, you know I'm going to have to verify that contract cause you know I can't believe the likes of you. So, as much as I hate to do it, I'm going to have to call Gottfried to see if he, in fact, made a deal.
(Ryan is outside shaking his head in agreement along with a sinister grin)
EZ: I'm also gonna have to call Dave Brunk. You know who he is right? Your manger. Your money counter. The one that pulls your strings. And he's also the most unpredictable Son of a Bitch that I know! I know all about him back in the NthWA before it closed. Having meetings with Dupree saying what Ego, being you, will and will not do. Christ I thought your interviews were a bitch session. Now I know who your teacher was! Nextime you wanna flex your muscle and shoot on me then bring your 'father' so I can talk to THE REAL MAN!
DR: How about I just come back up there and sign this contract in your blood!
(As Dan Ryan begins to head back up to the ring he is quickly surrounded by Atlanta police stopping him from going to the ring. As he is being pushed back Zieba makes his way out and starts to head to the back as well, but not close enough to where Ryan can get his hands on him.)
GM: Does Zieba have a death wish? The very last thing he wants to do is to tangle with Ego Buster Dan Ryan cause he is the TOUGHEST bastard I know!
BS: Ryan didn't enjoy the comments said by Apocalypse at Bad Blood and Ego just made his line in the sand daring Zieba to cross it. The SSN roster has added one more and this cannot sit well with the EWI Owner.
GM: And people said you couldn't catch on quick. They are so mistaken.
BS: Thanks for the notice. Folks earlier in the card we saw Austin Canon attack Kevin Powers from behind as he was stepping out of his limo.
GM: Austin Canon has said he wants to be number one in this company and he will go to any lengths to do so. He has targeted Powers and, if I'm not mistaken, Zieba is on his list too. So far he's one for two, but can he make one hundred percent tonight? You be the judge.
BS: I dare not to, but from what I have heard from the back Powers has only a slight concussion so he should be able to continue for his match against The Mechanical Animals.
GM: The Long Hard Road out of Hell. Can it get any sadistic?
BS: In the EWI ANYTHING is possible and you know this. Folks we're about to kick this thing off with our first match Neil Hagan taking on Ratzilla so let's go to the ring for our first match of the night!
BS: Hagan and Ratzilla with a collar and elbow tie-up. The much larger Ratzilla backs Neil Hagan into the turnbuckle. The ref asks for a clean break but ‘Zilla takes a swing anyway. Hagan ducks the blow and slips out of the corner.
GM: As though he were Mothra...
BS: What are you talking about?
GM: …
Hagan hits Ratzilla with a knife-edge chop and then sends him to the ropes. Hagan catches a running Ratzilla with a drop-toe hold. Hagan immediately jumps to Ratzilla’s back to try for the gokuraku gatame but Ratzilla bucks Hagan off before he can lock in the hold.
BS: Smart move by Ratzilla to avoid that gokuraku gatame, a hold Hagan has been using to finish off opponents at an alarming rate.
GM: Smart move by Ratzilla to blah blah blah blah blah.
BS: Running out of material tough guy?
GM: I chose not to waste it on the simple-minded.
BS: Hagan and Ratzilla both to their feet. Ratzilla charges but Neil brings him to the mat with an arm drag straight into a fujiwara arm-bar. Ratzilla is dragging Hagan across the ring and makes it to the ropes to break the hold.
Ratzilla is up shaking his arm out and charges Hagan. He lands a couple of quick punches and whips Neil to the ropes. Hagan baseball slides underneath the bottom rope and pops up on the apron. Ratzilla is confused and halfway takes a swing. Hagan blocks it and nails Ratzilla with a springboard dropkick.
BS: And Ratzilla goes down! Hagan in control.
GM: I thought the guy in control was the one who wore the big rubber suit and walked around in the city of miniatures knocking stuff over.
BS: ...
GM: ...
BS: Do you even listen to what you say?
Ratzilla slowly reaches his feet. Hagan pounces with a standing huricanrana straight into a cover.
BS: One…two…so close! Hagan had both legs hooked but it’s going to take a little bit more to finish off big Ratzilla.
Hagan up quickly now and seems to be measuring Ratzilla. Just as Ratzilla gains his feet, Hagan hits a sharp dropkick to the big man’s knee sending him tumbling to the mat. Neil wastes no time and locks in the gokuraku gatame. Ratzilla taps out.
BS: Impressive performance by young Neil Hagan. I’m guessing this isn’t the last we’ll see of Ratzilla though.
GM: No I’m sure the re-make will be out in the summer.
BS: Shut up Garret. Folks I'm being told that Victoria McCave is backstage with 'Two Sweet' Brian Schwartz. Victoria take it away.
:::Victoria McCave is standing outside "Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz's locker room as the camera fades in:::
Victoria McCave: Are We on?!
:::Camera man nods:::
Victoria McCave: Hello boys and girls, this is the one and only Victoria McCave coming to you live from Domination II. I am currently standing outside of the Sweet one, "Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz's locker room. Let's see if we can get a few words from the Sweet one before he heads to the ring for his match.
:::Victoria McCave knocks on Schwartz's door:::
:::Schwartz opens the door almost immediatly:::
Victoria McCave: Well, Mr. so called Sweet one....what do you think about ExE and his bid to kick your puny little ass tonight at Domination II?
"Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz: Ms. McCave, actually, I am going to call you Victoria. First off, NEVER and I mean EVER knock on "Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz's door unless you have an appointment. But, since you brought up ExE, I wouldn't mind talking. In less then 10 minutes I will be heading out to the ring to show ExE and his little friend Deluxe what I really am made of. I am about to show both of them that I will go to any length to kick both their asses and step over them in my quest to become the EWI World Heavyweight Champion. I spit on both ExE and Deluxe's pitiful souls. Just wait boys till you get in the ring with me, WOW, wont this be fun.
Victoria McCave: Well, Schwartz big guy, you seem pretty confident in youself, but what if you do lose tonight, then what?
"Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz: What If? It won't happen Victoria. You know what, who even gave you permission to question me anyways. You just strut your stuff around EWI thinking you are all that. But Victoria, you know what, everyone knows and if they don't they will now that Victoria McCave wants Evan Aho! But, you know what Victoria you will never get him, and since you know you will never get him you are gonna try and get me. But, YOU WILL NEVER GET ME EITHER. So, Victoria, until Next Time..
I AM JUST TOOOOOOOOOO SWEEEEEEEEET
Victora McCave: But...........................
:::Schwartz slams his door to his room shut in Victoria McCaves face:::
GM: WOW! A door slammed in her face? Schwartz better watch out cause nobody does that to Aho's propetery.
BS: She is not Aho's propertey.
GM: Riiigghht. And Powers never drinks and Ash is smoke free. Oh I believe it. Right!
BS: You have your opinion and everyone knows that everyone has one of those just like ... well you know where I'm going with this.
GM: Are you calling me an asshole?
BS: I didn't say that.
GM: You are getting clever I must admit.
BS: Folks coming up next is the Destiny Match with Major Deluxe, Brian Schwartz, and ExE.
GM: What is a ExE?
BS: I don't know, but this match is going to prove who has what it takes to go on in the EWI.
GM: The other two are getting fired?
BS: I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that this match ... is an extreme match.
GM: Oh what a surprise there.
BS: Folks let's get to the action in the ring!
BS:And there's the bell and we are UNDERWAY!
GM:This shapes up to be one hell of a triple threat match, EXE quickly going on the attack by a boot to the mid-section of Deluxe, but it quicly hit from behind by "Too Sweet" Brian Schwartz, sending him to his knees, as Deluxe finsishes the job by drop kicing him in the face.
BS:Well I can see sides being taken, NOW Schwartz boots Deluxe in the gut and gives him a DDT to the mat.
GM:What were you saying about sides?
BS:Shut up!
GM:Well Schwartz waisting no time is exiting the ring and grabbing chairs and throwing them into the ring. ExE grabs ones, but before he can turn around to plaster Deluxe, Deluxe grabbed one of the chairs as well and nailed ExE.
BS:Ya snooze ya lose I guess.
GM:Very original Bret....
BS:Anyway! Schwartz is back up on the apron but Deluxe plasters him to sending him to the floor. Deluxe now going up top waiting for Schwartz to get his sences back and stand but but Deluxe is quickly hit from behind by ExE, sending him through the ring time keepers table.
GM:One table down, how many more to go?
BS:Only time will tell I guess. But Deluxe it now back in the ring and is duking it out with ExE, with Deluxe getting the upper hand, and now hoisting him up for a vertical suplex on the CHAIR!
GM:That couldn't have felt good!
BS:Ya think Garret?
GM:Well to tell you the truth....
BS:Just STOP there Garret, don't think!
GM:Right.....well Deluxe now going back out to the fallen Schwartz picking him up,and an irish whip in the STEEL guard rail, and he follows it up with a clothesline, but Schwartz ducks and flips Deluxe into the crowd.
BS:Deluxe now getting doused by beers from our intelligent EWI fans.
GM:Yeah....But Schwartz just got COBASHED in the back of the head with a chairby ExE, and is now taking him back to the ring, and throws him into the ropes, a boot to the gut, now he's settin him up for the Final Touch, but NO! Schwartz reverses and back drops ExE.
BS:Now Deluxe has made his way back into the ring and just laid out Schwartz with a clothesline from behind! And now ExE and Deluxe are laying into Schwartz.
GM:ExE just put a chair around Schwartz's leg, but WAIT A MINUTE! Dana is up on the arpon.
BS:OH MY GOD!
GM:ARE THOSE REAL?!
BS:Is there a real pair in the busness Garret?
GM:Well...
BS:Anyway, Dana just barred all for Deluxe and ExE as Sir Smoke Alot came from behind wiht a crowbar and took out both Deluxe and ExE!
GM:Well their gone now, and Schwartz seems to have the upper hand now, but wait just a damn minute Miss. Thunder is up on the ring apron!
BS:Not again?
GM:Oh you damn right its happening again, Miss. Thunder just flashed Schwartz, distracting him, but Dana isn't taking too kindly to this and just grabbed Miss. Thunder off the apron!
BS:CAT FIGHT! CAT FIGHT! CAT FIGHT!
GM:You said it all Bret, Dana and Miss. Thunder are going at it, but the match seem to be evened up now, Sir Smoke Alot is having it out with Deluxe and Schwartz is fighting ExE. This match is certinaly having it high points wouldn't you say Bret...
BS:Huh, what did you say something I was watching the action outside the ring.
GM:Well pay attention Bret!
BS:I am, see...
GM:Ohh yeah now I see.................wait a sec, get a hold of yourself Bret call the freakin match!
BS:Oh alright! Schwartz just DDT'd Deluxe and is now taking him over to the corner and hoisting him up onto the turnbuckle and throws him off. That's the set up for the DEEP SILO, I think Schwartz is trying to put him away now, and just work on ExE.
GM:And he LANDED it to, there goes Deluxe, now its down to ExE who just threw Sir Smoke Alot out of the ring, but Schwartz got the drop on him and did a missle drop kick from behind, now Schwartz going back up top! He could end it here if he lands this.
BS:And he Got it to and the ref is beginning his count, 1......2......3.......4......5.......6......7 oh but Deluxe is back up, Schwartz treis a clothesline but Deluxe ducks it and hits him with the Flat Liner! And now he's putting on the Whipe Out.
GM:This is a Last Man Standing match Bret.....
BS:Well I KNOW that Garret tell it to Deluxe.
GM:Alright, HEY DELUXE
BS:Shut up Garret I wasn't serious!
GM:Don't joke like that!
BS:Riiight, but wait a minute, Kelly who came outjust moments ago is up on the ring apron, and OH MY GOD!
GM:Kelly just barred ALL for the freakin referee.
BS:Third time is a charm...
GM:I guess your right, but Angleus just hit the ring followed but the Junon soldiers who stayed at the rampway.
BS:Angleus just clocked Deluxe with that nightstick knocking him out cold but quickly makes it out of the ring, the ref finally pulls himself away from Kelly but Schwartz and Deluxe are still down so the ref counts the two men down 1.......2......3......4......5.....6.......7.......8......9........10!
GM:ExE is the winner of the match!
BS:But wait its not over yet.....
GM:MA has just hit the ring as well.
BS:Doesn't look good for Deluxe, no does it...
GM:Now they are holding up Deluxe as Angelus has a few choice words for him, but now tells ExE to have at it and hands him the nightstick, and ExE waists no time, but WAIT A MINUTE Vicious and Rage are on their way down to the ring but are being held up by the soldiers, as ExE continues his assualt on Deluxe!, but now MA goes out to take care of Vicious and Rage by catching them by surprise by hitting them in the back with chairs.
BS:Now MA and the soldiers turning their attention back to Deluxe by picking him up and literally carrying him back to the backstage area, passing dumbstruck EWI talent along the way.
GM:The soldiers fan out now, giving MA some room now as they drop Deluxe on the floor. Kelly now gives Angelus that nitghstick used earlier. But Angelus just hit a button on that nightstick.
BS:Turn up the juice!
GM:Angelus just drove that nightstick into the spine and Angelus and is hitting him with it repeatidly now, as Deluxe cries out in pain.
BS:Angelus and Ruiner pick up Deluxe and are now taking turns punching him!
GM:Now to add insult to injury there just shouting at im, and it seems our camera's are able to pick up the audio.
Angelus: Come on boy! I thought you were tough! I thought you could take all of us!
Ruiner : You seem man enough to put a woman through a damn table! Do something to us!
(Angelus hits Deluxe in the spine again, sending him right back to all fours)
Angelus: I told you not to **** with us! You chose to ignore it! Now look at you! You’re a bloody mess. You’re nothing more than a dog at my feet!
(Angelus kicks Deluxe in the stomach and Deluxe begins coughing up a LOT of blood. Angelus kneels down beside Deluxe. He grabs him by the hair and pulls his head up.)
Angelus: You see you had a way out. You had a chance to save yourself from all of this, but you were too stupid to take it! You make me sick!
(Angelus pushes Deluxe’s head into the floor.)
Angelus: Hand me that!
(A soldier grabs a steel folding chair and hands it to Angelus. Angelus begins bringing the chair down on Deluxe’s spine, repeatedly.)
Ruiner: It's my turn Angelus. Let's see if you like this you illiterate monkey boy!
(Ruiner grabs Deluxe’s legs and locks him in the "Misery" (Sharpshooter) and holds him there for an incredible amount of time. Ruiner finally releases the hold and stands. Kelly kneels down and kisses Deluxe on the forhead.)
Kelly: You poor, helpless baby....
(Kelly stands up and begins to walk away as Deluxe screams at her)
Deluxe: Slut! Just like Jessica!
(Kelly runs forward and kicks Deluxe in the face the impact causes him to flip over onto his back as his mouth begins pouring blood again. Camera turns to Angelus, who is laughing)
Angelus: Come on. He’s finished!
(MA and the soldiers leave as the camera focuses in on the severley beaten and bloody Deluxe. Deluxe tries to stand but his back has been injured too badly. He begins screaming in pain again and continues to cough up blood. EMT’s make their way to the man as the scene cuts back to ringside.)
BS: My God what have The Mechanical Animals done!?!
GM: Oh yeah. Major Deluxe. He's dead.
BS: Folks as soon as we can we will get you a medical update on Major Deluxe.
GM: But if you can see what he looks like on television then just look at any car wreck and figure out the result cause that is what just happened.
BS: Folks before we go to our next match I want to read to you our tour schedule coming up after Domination II. Dubbed 'The Heartland Horror Picture Show Tour' ...
GM: You're kidding right? I am now CONVINCED that the EWI front office smokes weed!
BS: ... this is where we'll be. We'll be going to Bozemon, Montana at the Brick Breeden Fieldhouse for Heatwave. After that it'll be Des Moines, Iowa at the Veterans Memorial Arena for Shockwave. From there it's off to Lincoln, Nebraska at the Pershing Auditorium and then the big one, the Pay Per View known as Meltdown, will be in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma at the Myriad Arena. How about that Gary?
GM: I said it before and I'll say it again. The EWI is turing into some cheap bastards.
BS: Folks coming up next is the match for Cruiserweight gold as Inferno puts it on the line against The Darkness.
GM: Once again Inferno faces an old nemesis in Darkness. We saw the result back then and I don't see it changing tonight.
BS: Folks let's go to the ring for our first title defense of the night!
The match starts off quickly, with both men trading armdrags and dropkicks. Inferno hits a spinning leg lariat and then a rising knee, taking the advantage. He quickly tosses Darkness to the floor and follows him with a springboard somersault plancha, taking Darkness out as he gets back to his feet. The champion whips the challenger into the guardrail hard and then rolls him into the ring. Inferno comes in with a slingshot splash, which earns him a two count. The champion looks out to the crowd and pulls Darkness up. He kicks Darkness in the midsection and pulls him into a standing head scissors. Inferno goes for the Inferno Drop, but Darkness is able to reverse it into a hurricanrana.
BS: Inferno goes to put him away early, but perhaps too early as the challenger was able to reverse the move.
GM: Well, ya know, Inferno's not too bright sometimes.
As Inferno gets to his feet Darkness pushes him into the ropes and whips him across. Inferno ducks a clothesline, but comes back and gets nailed with a spinning heel kick. Darkness pulls Inferno up only to drop him right back down with a reverse neckbreaker. Darkness runs to the ropes and springboards off the middle rope for an Asai moonsault. The referee gets to two before Inferno kicks out. Darkness goes to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Inferno to get up. As he does, Darkness leaps off and nails a missile dropkick. Darkness goes for the cover, but Inferno is too close to the ropes and puts a foot on them for the break. Darkness stands up, visibly frustrated, and then starts to stomp away on Inferno. Finally the referee pulls Darkness back, allowing Inferno to get to his feet. Darkness comes up from behind for a German suplex. Inferno is able to kick out just before the ref's hand hits the mat for a third time. The challenger is suprised but quickly pulls Inferno near the turnbuckles and executes a senton bomb. Just before the ref can count three, Darkness pulls him up.
BS: What the heck is Darkness doing? He could have won the title there!
GM: Maybe he wants to teach Inferno a lesson first.
Darkness stares out to the booing crowd as he pulls a nearly limp Inferno up and then drops him down with a running powerbomb.
BS: There's the prelude to the Nightfall. If he hits that, we'll definitely have a new champion.
GM: Aww yeah, baby. Do it to it, Darkness!
Darkness grabs Inferno by the throat, but Inferno kicks the challenger in the groin, doubling him over. Inferno wastes no time in dropping Darkness with a double-arm DDT and then looking out to the crowd for support. The crowd roars its approval as Inferno pulls the challenger up and then executes the Inferno Drop.
BS: Darkness may have wasted away his chance to be the Cruiserweight champion!
GM: Noooo! Not like this!
Inferno makes a quick cover on The Darkness and the referee counts three. Inferno jumps to his feet and is promptly handed his Cruiserweight title belt. He rolls out of the ring and hops into the crowd, celebrating with the fans.
FJF: Oh, Flamer, don't get your panties in a wad. I didn't come out here to help you. I came out here to help... me. The fact that it was the Darkness whom I got to beat up was simply a bonus. The truth is, I came out here because I SHOULD have been the one out here in the first place. I should be fighting you for the title. Now, I've heard you complaining about the fact that lately, you've only been facing the Darkness and myself. Now, let's face it, the Cruiserweight Division sucks right now. It's almost non existent, but since you loathe fighting me so much, I'll make a deal with you.
(Falcon paces on the ramp as Inferno looks on.)
FJF: Inferno, I want a shot at that title just one... more... time. I know, I know. That still doesn't solve your problem right? How about this? If you grant me a title match at the next Heatwave then you and I will not face each other in any kind of match for THREE MONTHS!
(The crowd doesn't seem to know what to think of this announcement. Falcon looks around then looks at Inferno.)
FJF: You see, Inferno, these people are in shock. They know that every time we step in the ring that we put on a showstopper. But, you're tired of the same old same old, and, quite frankly, I don't blame you. I'm sick of seeing your ugly mug too. So, what do ya say? How would you like a quarter of a year without having to face the Furious One?
(Falcon tosses the mic up to Inferno so he can state his response)
I: If that's what you want then that's what you're gonna get. Just remember one thing. I beat you before and I'll do it again!
(Inferno then throws the mic back to Falcon)
FJF: Alright then. See you at Heatwave... champ.
("Cowboy" by Kid Rock cues up as Falcon leaves the arena.)
BS: Inferno takes the win tonight, but sees what his next challenge is in the form of Jesse Falcon!
GM: How many times are we going to have this? If it isn't Falcon then it's Darkness. I know we have tons of cruiserweights in the back. Hell we saw Hagan already! Will someone please step up and make a change in the program? Geez!
BS: I'm sure that it's being look into and who knows what'll happen. Folks, to move along, and what a surprise it's Kin Hiroshi taking on Jesse Falcon.
GM: This is what I mean. Hiroshi is a perfect example of a cruiserweight that can do damage in that division, but he rather go for the Federation title.
BS: Well he has proven himself.
GM: But against the likes of Love and Sampson what can he really do?
BS: Well Aho, in a cruiserweight class if you check his weight, is Extreme World Champion.
GM: Maybe I just need a beer or something.
BS: Well while you go and do that let's get the next match for Domination II!