
(FADEIN:Marcus Gottfried is sitting at his desk, looking over some paperwork. There's the NBA playoffs going on in the background on the radio. A huge SSN logo is on the wall.
Generally what we've all come to know and love about "The Network." But today is different. He's looking over a dossier on a possible new signee to his EWI. The task is not going well in the slightest.
A picture is paperclipped to the corner of the file folder, showing a man clad in black with his hair hanging over his eyes. The name, height, weight, hometown, and social security number of the man is filled out on the form.... but that's it.
A blank slate. An uncorrupted athlete.
Perfect.... the perfect weapon to use against Zieba.
A call from the secretery tells him that this man is waiting outside. Within moments, he's entered the room, shaken hands with Gottfried.... and signed the actual contract.
Gottfried sizes the man up a tad.... He looks like a lot of the wrestlers who come in and out of the business.... black is the dominating color.)
GOTTFRIED:Listen, my friend.... I want to make sure you understand our situation. We've got an interest in the success of this wrestling program as clean, family entertainment. Currently, there are two things in our way. First of all, Commisioner Zieba is intent on running bloodthirsty, violent wrestling matches that we have a hard time putting on the air. Do you get what I'm saying?
MAN:....
GOTTFRIED:Right.... Anyways, we've also got a problem with Zieba's Extreme World Champion, Evan Aho. He's a good man, a consummate wrestler, one that we think is ideal for the Super Sports Network, behind our SSN Federation Champion, of course. But he's been reluctant to take a side. Perhaps you could.... help us persuade him?
MAN:....
GOTTFRIED:Okay.... I think we understand each other.
(They shake hands, and the man leaves the room.)
GOTTFRIED:.... Mr. Aragon.
(Fade in, Miss Tania Beatty is in a room in the backstage area of the arena with an EWI referee. HellFighter is sitting quietly while Tania talks with the referee.)
Tania: "I am glad that I caught you. I need your help on something."
Ref: "Sure Tania, what is it?"
Tania: "I need you to come with me out to the arena help me set up an impromtu match. I need you to judge this match just like you always do, but I need a ref to do this, and you are it, so will you please help me?"
Ref: "Hmmmmm I don't know Tania, you're not scheduled to wrestle tonight, the card has been set, and you know how much EWI hates interuptions, I might get in trouble."
Tania: "You won't get in trouble, and if EZ tries to punish you for this, I will take the fall for you. I will take all of the responsibility, so it won't be you that gets it, it will be me."
Ref: "But are you putting too much on the line for what you are about to do?"
Tania: "You know, I don't care. I have got to try this. I need to know, so will you help me?"
Ref: (thinks to himself, but then answers) "Alright Tania, I'll do it. I believe you, and you are right you need to this. People like You, HellFighter, and Evan Aho have given refs like me respect since day one, I thnk its time that we give a little bit back to you, and if you say that I won't get in trouble, I won't get in trouble."
Tania: "That's great, thank you so much, now when the time comes just follow me out there okay?"
Ref: "Okay, well see you out there, good luck tonight."
Tania: "Thanks, and just remember to do what you always do and call the match down the middle, I'll do the rest."
(Tania sees the referee out of the door, and then she closes it behind him. HellFighter stands up and walks over to Tania.)
HF: "Are you sure you still want to do this Tania, I really have a bad feeling of this."
Tania: "Yeah I am sure. You got to do what you need to do and this is what I need to do. I started this and I need to finish it. Now I need to tell you something."
HF: "Yeah sure what is it?"
Tania: "I don't want you coming out with me, this is my fight, and after last week, and how emotional unstable you are after that match I don't want you going out there with me. This is my fight, and if this goes sour, I don't want you getting hurt and making it to where you are not ready for the PPV. You need to be there. So under any circumstances I do not want you coming in after me for any reason. I have to do this alone."
HF: "But Tania..."
Tania: "No buts, don't go out there, just watch from the moniter, and wait for me after its over."
HF: "Alright Tania, I can't stop you, this is your thing, run with it."
(HellFighter gives Tania a kiss as he escorts her out of the room.)
(FADEIN to the backstage area, the camera is closing in on a door marked “Tabu”. He knocks on the door and is greeted by 187.)
187: Yeah, can I help you?
CM: I was hoping to get a few words from Saul or Tabu about the Extreme World title match tonight. Evan Aho has vowed to prove exactly how good he is tonight.
187: Hey, let me tell you something about that punk, Aho. If it was me he was facing, first of all…he would watch every word he had said, and secondly…I know I’m the BADDEST MOFO in EWI, so if he wanted some of me…he would get more than he could handle. (Pauses and turns around, he looks at Tabu and then turns back to the cameraman.) And the former psycho known as Tabu can’t even talk. And if Saul was around, he’d probably tell me to kick your ass.
CM: Well ummm, we don’t want that.
(Just then Saul emerges from another dressing room with the name “Eddy Love” on it. He sees the cameraman and approaches him.)
SED: So what is this? You trying to do some spy work for Aho? I wouldn’t put it past your beloved EWI champion to pull a number like that! Because we all know DESPERATE MEN DO DESPERATE THINGS! Aho, you know damn well that Tabu is the most unpredictable athlete this company has ever seen and he shocked a lot of folks with his win over Hellfighter. And I imagine those same shocked people last week WON’T BE SHOCKED this week because they know what Tabu can do, as do I, and tonight he will walk out of the building as the NEW SSN World champion!
CM: And what about Eddy Love, what is he up to tonight?
SED: Who, Camaro Cruise? (laughs) I think…no let me rephrase that, I KNOW that Hurricane Eddy is going to roll right over that punk and retain the SSN Federation title…it’s a given!
SED: Hey, 187…get rid of this guy.
(187 shoves the cameraman out of the doorway of Tabu’s dressing room. Saul looks on with amusement and the door closes behind him as he walks in to visit Tabu.)


[The camera cuts to the Bi-Lo Center in Greenville, South Carolina. 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 THIRD installment of the EWI’s Southern Comfort tour that continues right here in beautiful Greenville, South Carolina! Welcome to HEATWAVE! Joining me as always is the man on my right Garrett McFarland. Gary....what's going on?
GM: As the war rages on between the EWI and the SSN one has to wonder what move the other is going to make. Tonight, I personally feel, will be the decisive strike for the SSN against the EWI and they will finally break and ruin the run of the evil tyrant we’ve come to know as EWI Owner Erik Zieba.
BS: You’re laying it on just a little bit thick you know.
GM: This is what happens when you forget to give your color man his monthly bonus.
BS: What monthly bonus?
GM: Nevermind.
BS: Folks we’ve got a fantastic card for you tonight in Greenville. Starting it off is the newcomer Neil Hagan as he faces off against AND1.
GM: AND1 can sing and he can dance and I feel he’ll be doing a tap dance lesson right in Hagan’s rear end tonight.
BS: This wouldn’t be because AND1 has Bridget by his side now would it?
GM: (surprised) He has a valet? I would’ve never of guess.
BS: (laughing) Of course you wouldn’t. Folks let’s get to the ring for our first match of the night.
BS: And with the Gokuraku-gatame …
GM: Say that three times fast.
BS: Neil Hagan is your winner. Folks coming up next we’ve got from the UWC The Bulldozer and he’ll be taking on Dusty Thompson.
GM: But does he have a medical clearance?
BS: I would hope so cause that match is next!
{As the scene fades out it goes right into promos for the first annual Awards Show reliving the history of the EWI and the MWC and BTR before it.}
BS: Welcome back everyone. Coming up next we have two relative newcomers to EWI in this next bout, Dusty Thompson and Bulldozer.
GM: New to this league, but experienced veterans in their own right. Thompson comes from a wrestling family and has contended for titles in IWF and Bulldozer’s success in UWC is no secret. I wonder if Bulldozer will be ready to wrestle after being stabbed twice and shot earlier this week?
BS: Well he destroyed the men who attacked him on that faithful day in the park. I guess we’ll find out soon enough.
Thompson went right after Bulldozer from the get-go hammering him with rights and lefts. Bulldozer seemed to invite the attack though and shrugged the blows off.
BS: Thompson’s assault seems to be having little effect.
GM: Like I said, you have to shoot this guy to take him down.
Thompson tries an Irish whip, but Bulldozer uses his size advantage to reverse the move. Dusty rebounds back into a huge clothesline from Bulldozer. Bulldozer follows it up with a big jumping leg drop.
BS: Our first pinfall attempt…one…two…Thompson kicks out. Dusty needs to get something going here.
GM: I think he needs to get going out of the ring! Bulldozer is in control here.
BS: Bulldozer scoops Dusty off the mat and drops him down with a ring-rattling powerbomb. ‘Dozer lifts Thompson off the mat again and sets him up for a Rock Bottom. Looks like we could be seeing it! Demolition!
GM: You do the math from here folks. One…two…three. This one is elementary.
BS: Bulldozer with an impressive victory. Thompson was just overpowered in this one.
GM: As big and strong as Thompson is, ‘Dozer is bigger and stronger.
BS: After the break we’ve got Tribulation and Vitruvian Veritas going one on one so stay tuned!
{Promos start to show for Domination II which will take place at the Georgiadome in Atlanta, Georgia.}
BS: Welcome back everyone. Up next we have Tribulation going up against Vitruvian Veritas.
GM: Two decent sized men with the caring of the fans. If a match couldn’t make me sick any more it would be this one right here.
BS: Why’s that?
GM: They’re playing for the fans. Like THEY really care.
BS: Well that’s your opinion and everyone has one.
GM: Yeah just like ass …
BS: Don’t you finish that. Folks let’s go to the action already in the ring.
BS: And it’s Vitruvian Veritas who picks up the win finishing him off with a superkick he calls The End.
GM: With a shot to the choppers like that then Hell yeah it would be The End.
BS: Folks we’ve got to take a break, but when we return it’s Inferno defending his Cruiserweight strap against Falcon in a ladder match … NEXT!
(More Human than Human cues as the crowd errupts in a chorus of boos. Cole Steele walks out with Ice following very close. Cole is wearing a blue silk shirt and blac dress pants. Mirrored sunglasses cover his eyes. Ice wears a WWCD? T-shirt and black jeans. Once in the ring, Cole grabs a microphone from the ring announcer.)
Steele: Yes, I know, I'd boo also. I mean the way the EWI is being run is horrible. How they left your role model and hero off the card is beyond me. Now just last week we saw that phoney, Mr. Striker out here, trying to grasp at what's left of his Intercontiental Title reign. At Domination part duexe, I am demanding a shot at the title that he has tainted.
(The crowd boos and starts tossing trash into the ring.)
Steele: You people see the garbage he's put that title through. Why hasn't Zieba? I mean how can Mr. Striker come out here and lie to the fans of the EWI. I'm your Role Model and Hero. This man is living a lie. It's a shame that a man has to make believe that the fans love him. It's only obvious that they love me. I mean listen to them.
(Cole holds out the mic and the crowd gets rather loud with their booing.)
Steele: See, I'm the apple of their eye. Don't worry, Brad. I didn't come out here to talk about your lack of balls. I came out here to talk about our main event of the card. Tabu vs. Evan "Maybe I should give it to Vickie" Aho. Both men claim to be superior wrestlers.......Ha...Please...neither man could wrestle their way out of a wet paper bag. Now this crowd in....Um.....In....
(Ice leans in and whispers something to Cole)
Steele: In Greenville, Realize that the real wrestler, Cole Steele, is being blackballed off the card. Mr. Zieba is afraid that if I get to much exposure, that Mr. Aho will never be able to live up to the standards he keeps telling MY fans. It's really ashame, but...yes..There's a but. Maybe if Evan, stopped skirt chasing after Victoria McCave than maybe he could live up to his potential.....Scratch that, Even with all the focus in the world, Evan is still two levels below Cole Steele. My fans of Greenville, South Carolina, I bid you a fond farewell. Remember, There's always an opening in the Cole Steele Fan club with your name on it.
(More Human than Human cues back up and Cole Steele tosses the mic in the middle of the ring, Cole and Ice exit ringside.)
GM: Now that’s what I’m talking about. Cole Steele is a true role model!
BS: How can you say that considering the rumors he’s been spreading about Aho and McCave?
GM: Oh like the tramp has been keeping it a secret. Besides all Steele does is say words. Did Steele ever strike Aho? No it was Aho that struck Steele for no reason at all. If you ask me it’s Aho afraid to admit that he really wants to be in the Cole Steele fan club!
BS: And that’s why I’m not asking you .
GM: What? Rude!
BS: Folks up next we’ve got the Cruiserweight Title on the line as champion Inferno and Falcon prepare to climb the ladder to see who will wear the gold.
GM: Falcon has lead Inferno straight into his game and I feel tonight is the night that Falcon takes the strap and proves why he is the smartest man in this sport.
BS: Folks let’s go to the ring.
Falcon enters the arena to a loud face pop. When he gets to ringside he climbs atop the ladder and works the crowd. He descends the ladder and stands waiting in the ring for Inferno but the entire crowd roars when the champion runs in from the crowd and slides in under the bottom rope. Falcon spins around but is met with a spinning leg lariat that sends him down to the mat. He scrambles back to his feet and is able to duck a second leg lariat attempt. Falcon lands a dropkick to the side of Inferno's face that sends the champion flailing to the mat.
GM: Looks like both these guys are gonna go with the aerial stuff early on.
BS: That could either work out really well or hurt one of them really bad in the long run.
Falcon runs to the ropes and connects with a clothesline but Inferno stays his ground. The two men lock up and Inferno latches a side headlock on Falcon. Falcon pushes Inferno to the ropes and whips him off. He catches the champion on the rebound with hurricanrana out of nowhere. After that Falcon pulls him back up plants him once again with a belly-to-back suplex.
BS: Falcon seems determined to keep Inferno down.
GM: Easier said then done though where Inferno is concerned.
Falcon slides out of the ring and grabs the ladder, bringing it back into the ring with him. He slams inferno down to the mat and quickly climbs halfway up the ladder. tries for a flying elbowdrop but Inferno rolls out of the way. Falcon recovers quickly and tries for another elbowdrop but Inferno again rolls out of the way and this time gets to his feet. He kicks Falcon in the midsection and then executes a release tiger bomb. Inferno quickly goes to the ladder and climbs up. He leaps onto Falcon with a moonsault and both men grab their ribs afterwards.
BS: We knew this would happen. The high-flying stuff looks good on television, but it also takes a terrible toll on the human anatomy.
GM: Both these guys look to be in a lot of pain.
The two men get to their feet and square off again. Inferno feigns a lock-up and instead drives a knee into Falcon's midsection. He then sends Falcon crashing into the canvas with a release German suplex. Inferno grabs the ladder with the intent of using it as a weapon, but Falcon is just getting to his feet and launches a kick, sending the ladder crashing into Inferno's ribs.
BS: We see the ladder used as a weapon for the first time!
GM: That's got to be integral to both men's strategies.
Falcon snatches up the ladder and slams it down onto Inferno's back. Inferno lies on the mat in a heap and Falcon sets up the ladder and begins to climb it.
BS: Could it be over just like that!?
GM: No way. Inferno is already getting up.
Inferno runs up behind Falcon and drags him down off of the ladder using his tights. Falcon swings a right hand but Insurance absorbs it and then rams Falcon's head into the ladder. Both Falcon and the ladder tumble over. Inferno picks Falcon up by his hair and slams him down onto the ladder. Falcon holds his back in pain but still manages to stand up under his own power. Inferno wastes no time in grabbing Falcon in a front facelock and dropping him face-first onto the ladder with a levitation DDT
BS: Oh my! Inferno just DDT'd Jesse Falcon on that steel ladder!
Inferno sets the ladder up in a corner and then pulls Falcon up into a standing headscissors. He goes to execute the Inferno Drop, but Falcon reverses the move with a hurricanrana. He then sets the ladder up and begins climbing up top. Once on the top rope, Falcon steps up onto the ladder.
GM: This looks bad for Inferno...
Falcon leaps off the ladder and connects with the Fury Bomb senton. Inferno lies motionless as Falcon brings the ladder into the middle of the ring and begins climbing up toward the Cruiserweight belt. Falcon begins reaching up, but is not yet able to touch the belt as Inferno begins to stir.
BS: Jesse Falcon is close to capturing the Cruiserweight title!
GM: Inferno's getting up though!
Falcon's fingertips brush the title belt when suddenly Inferno backs himself into Falcon, grabs him by the waist, and executes his Inferno Drop powerbomb onto the turnbuckles. Falcon lies up against the turnbuckles as Inferno scurries up the ladder and retrieves the Cruiserweight title belt to win the match.
BS: Inferno wins! And he retains the Cruiserweight title.
GM: I see it, but I don’t believe it. I would’ve never picked Inferno to win.
BS: And now with Falcon dropping his chance at number on contendership it’s only a wild guess to see who’s going to be next.
GM: Oh yeah I’m counting the moments.
BS: Folks we’ve got to break away, but when we return we’ve got The Lost Souls taking on The Night Cripplers NEXT!
GM: They’re still around?
BS: Welcome back everyone. Well coming up next we’ve got two thirds of The Inner Cricle, which is The Night Cripplers, taking on The Lost Souls.
GM: Oh some representation. Where the Hell is Jeffery Roberts been hiding?
BS: Well the word around back is that he’s been taking an extended and well-deserved vacation.
GM: So he leaves his friends to fight for themselves? Some hero.
BS: Folks let’s get to the ring for our next exciting match up!
Titan and Punisher start out throwing fists at each other. Titan blocks a punch from Punisher and nails Punisher square in the jaw with a right of his own. He then whips Punisher into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a powerslam. Punisher gets up and is met with a superkick from Titan, knocking the big man head over heels.
BS: The Night Cripplers are showing off to the less-experienced Lost Souls.
Titan charges at Punisher with a clothesline, but Punisher ducks and comes off the ropes with a clotheline attempt of his own, which is ducked by Titan, who finally nails Punisher with a hard kick to the guy followed by a belly to back suplex. Titan tags in his partner, but Punisher has also reached his corner and tags in PackHouse.
BS: Uh oh! This is anyones match! These two men are fresh!
GM: Fresh? Ick!
Packhouse takes Hunter down with a clotheline and as Hunter gets to his feet, he nails him with another. Packhouse sets Hunter up for a powerbomb, but Hunter pulls his feet out from under him, locks his knees behind his own and catapults him into the turnbuckle. Packhouse stumbles back and Hunter catches him with a spear from behind. Hunter with the cover. 1-2--kickout! Hunter pulls Packhouse up and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Packhouse somehow manages to reverse it and whips Hunter into the turnbuckle and follows it up with a splash. Packhouse, exhausted, reaches his parter's corner. Punisher jumps in and charges at Hunter, who retaliates with a drop toe hold on Punisher. Punisher gets up angrily and nails Hunter with a drop kick. Titan runs in and hits a reverse DDT on Punisher. He then pulls Punisher to his feet and locks him in a full nelson. Hunter boots Punisher in the face, sending him into a German suplex. Hunter then picks Punisher up and lifts him onto his shoulders as Titan ascends the turnbuckle.
BS: This looks like...
GM: ... the Crippler Crash.
BS: Must you do that?
Titan leaps off and hits Punisher with a frankensteiner, bringing him down hard on the mat. Hunter quickly covers his opponent. 1-2-- The lights go out all over the arena.
BS: What the?
GM: Why does this ALWAYS happen?
A red spotlight in the shape of a bullseye momentarily illuminates the ring.
BS: That's the sign of the Assassins!
The lights come back on and The Night Cripplers are in the ring alone.
GM: What the hell happened to the Lost Souls?!
Suddenly, out of the crowd, Osiris and Orion of the Assassins run into the ring and begin to beat down the Night Cripplers. Osiris whips Hunter into the ropes while Orion jumps on the turnbuckle and nails Titan with a moonsault. Meanwhile, Osiris nails Hunter with the Osiris Side Kick, knocking Hunter to the outside. The Assassins then double whip Titan into the ropes and Osiris hits him with a superkick while Orion hits a leg sweep, causing Titan to land square on his neck.
BS: That's the Assassination!
Titan holds his neck in pain as the team continues to stomp on him. Hunter comes to his senses and jump in the ring but is no match for the Assassins. He is instantly hit with Orion's Axe Kick while Osiris grabs a chair from ringside and throws it in the ring. Osiris then grabs Hunter and picks him up for a powerbomb while Orion ascends the turnbuckle. Orion jumps off and knocks Hunter down with a spinning heel kick, causing Hunter to land directly on the chair laying in the ring. Officials finally make their way to the ring, but by that time, The Assassing have left the ring area and exited through the crowd.
BS: Oh my! The Night Cripplers are HURT ladies and gentlemen, no thanks to the Assassins! We'll keep you updated on the condition of the Night Cripplers, but I can tell you right now, it doesn't look like they'll be around for a while.
GM: Hey now with The Night Cripplers down and Roberts running scared who knows what’s gonna happen to Sampson!
BS: Sampson could very well be a marked man right about now. Folks we’ve got to go to a break, but when we return we’ve got ‘The Southern Fox’ Zero and Austin Canon facing off … NEXT!
(Que up: "I Lift My Eyes Up" by Miss Angie. The crowd immediately erupts in a huge face pop as Miss Tania Beatty and the referee walk down the entryway ramp and to the ring. Tania has on black with white trim Umbro shorts, a tight white sports bra, and black Asiacs wrestling shoes. Her hair is up in a ponytail in the back. In one hand she has a mic, and in the other she has a steel chair. They get into the ring and she takes the chair, unfolds it and sits in it. She turns her mic on to talk.)
Tania: "Hello everybody, its me again...miss me. Since I have been in this fed. I have noticed one thing, and I think that I am really good at it, and that is I can really piss people off. Even when I am not even trying, I still somehow do, but in return they can piss m off as well, but I think that I can really get under somebody's skin tonight. A few months ago I eagerly signed a contract to wrestle in what was supposed to be the start of the EWI womens division, it didn't happen, but nonetheless I still came out and issued out an open challenge to wrestle anybody in the back. Sad to say that nobody came out to fight me, and so I was pretty discourage. I continued to work out and be ready so that I would get might chance again, and guess what, its my time again. (She pulls out a piece of paper from her back pocket in her shorts) This is a carbon copy of the contract that I signed that states I am allowed to compete as a wrestle. Not to scratch, bite, and leave teeth marks, but to wrestle just like the big boys and that is what I intend to do tonight.
Guess what everybody? I am wrestling tonight and I will not leave here until somebody back in the back grows a set of b***s with a little puberty on the side to come out and face me. Whether it is male or female, I don't care, but I am fighting tonight.
(The crowd erupts in a huge pop of applause. Tania waits for them to calm down before continuing.)
Now if you think that this woman catfights, think again, because I don't even come close to that kind of thing, and I will prove it. All I want is a chance to prove myself, and to get what was promised to me. Call this my 24 hour tryout to see if I do in fact make the cut. So what do you say guys, gals. Come on out if your feelin froggy. I'm done, that's all she wrote."
(She waits for a few moments, still sitting on the chair, waiting for someone to answer. Suddenly "Erotica" - Madonna starts to play as the arena is covered in pink lighting. At the top of the rampway 'Risqué' Roseanne Fairhurst appears with microphone in hand.)
RF: You know what Tania? I understand what you're going through. They promise you that you'll wrestle and that you'll be the spotlight, but then they overlook you for something else all together. Tania I feel your pain believe me. I even remember when Harders started up that farce called a ladies tournament so that a Champion could be crowned, but he only did that for his personal cheap thrill. Now the situation is different. Now there is actually a female in this league that wants to get in the ring and prove her worth. The others didn't want to, but obviously one remains and that's you Tania. You wanna stop programming and call someone out well then you need not look no further cause your very first match is going to be against .... me!
Tania: "Shut up and get your ass in this ring now."
RF: (walking to the ring) And Tania ... you're going to feel MY pain!
(Fairhurst then charges the ring to attack Tania as the impromtu match gets underway.)
GM: An unscheduled match? Between women? Now that’s what I’m talking about!
BS: Fairhurst rushes the ring and Tania just met her with a series of kicks to the back of Fairhurst as she was trying to slide under the ring.
GM: Now I know Fairhurst because she was a former Mile High Wrestling ladies champion, but against the fire of Tania? I don’t know. I see clothes coming off tonight!
BS: Put it back in your pants. Tania goes to pick up Fairhurst and whips her into the ropes, but Fairhurst reverses and hits with a thunderous chop right into the chest!
GM: Pop the silicone out!
BS: Fairhurst backs her up with a couple of more chops, but Tania fires back with several fist her her own right into the face of Fairhurst!
GM: Beat dat ass BEAT DAT ASS!
BS: Tania with a whip into the ropes and MY GOD! She connects with a hurricana that catches Fairhurst offguard!
GM: And look how she’s taking in all of the applause from the crowd. You can tell Tania is excited and I don’t mean by the expression on her face!
BS: Then what do you mean?
GM: (points at Tania) Well you tell me is it cold to you?
BS: Oh. Now I see your point.
GM: Points actually.
BS: Tania picks Fairhurst back up and she’s sending her again. She’s going for the same move .. WAIT A MINUTE! Fairhurst holds the move and …. OH MAN! She just PLANTED Tania with a powerbomb from Hell!
GM: I thought she was from Hobart, Indiana?
BS: And now Fairhurst is tearing right into Tania and both are rolling on the canvas!
GM: THIS IS THE CATFIGHT!!!
BS: Wait here comes Powers and Hellfighter and they’re seperating the two from eachother!
GM: NO! Powers get to the back I heard someone is tapping your keg!
BS: Wait Fairhurst just got a microphone!
RF: Hey Tania you wanna keep this going? I’ve got a deal for you then. How about at Domination II we get this thing going for real. We’ll take it to Zieba and we’ll have a match and if he feels that certain stips need to be put into this then so be it. How about that?
T: (takes the mic from Fairhurst) Fairhurst … you’ve got yourself a deal.
BS: Say it isn’t so, but I feel that we’re about to have our first ladies match in the EWI at Domination II!
GM: Zieba if you’re listening please hear this. Evening gown match. Skin to win. That’s all I ask.
BS: Well as they clear out of the ring we’re going to move right into our next regular match which is Zero taking on Austin Canon.
GM: Well this faker named Zero.
BS: You can’t say that.
GM: Why not? Another Zero used to be in this league and now a new Zero comes in and takes his name. That’s copyright laws if you ask me.
BS: There is no such thing. Just like a last name people can take the name of what they want. Besides he’s seperates himself from the other with his other nickname The Southern Fox.
GM: Well it stinks if you ask me and I hope the Sin City native can teach him a lesson.
BS: Folks let’s go to the ring so we can get this match started.
GM: Damn right.
("The Everlasting Gaze" by The Smashing Pumpkins fills the arena as "The Southern Fox" Zero appears at the top of the ramp from backstage. He walks down the ramp, a wide grin prominent on his face. Zero is wearing a new set of wrestling tights tonight, dark grey in color with a dark red image of a fox traversing up the outside of either leg, and an expensive-looking pair of designer sunglasses. He hops up on the ring apron, holding onto the ropes while flashing his grin into the audience, receiving a few cheers. Zero slips in between the ropes, politely requesting the ring microphone from the announcer. Zero lifts the microphone to his lips.)
Zero: Tonight, I am truly happy.
(Zero spreads his arms, playing to the crowd.)
Zero: I am truly happy about the match that was arranged for me tonight, because tonight, I get to do a lot of things. By doing this match, number one, I get to prove myself to a young up and coming star of the EWI, much like myself, Austin Canon.
(Many cheers are heard when Canon's name is mentioned.)
Zero: Because friends, Mr. Canon doesn't seem to think I'm on the same level as him. Well tonight, he'll learn different. Second of all, I get to prove myself to all the upstanding ladies and gentlemen in the front office.
(Zero pauses, glancing over at the ramp.)
Zero: And finally, by competing in this match, I will get to prove myself to each, and every one...of you.
(Zero extends his arms to the crowd, still smiling amicably.)
Zero: Oh, and as much as tonight's match makes me happy, there's one thing that's going to make me even happier...
(Zero removes his sunglasses tossing them into the crowd.)
Zero: ...winning the EWI Television Title!
(Zero hops up on the top rope, raising his arms into the air, and receiving a good many more cheers than when he entered earlier.)
Both men circle each other, Austin Canon lunges for a single leg take down, but Zero steps back and locks on a front face lock on Austin Canon. Canon backs Zero into the ropes. The ref asks for a clean break and Zero releases the hold. Austin Canon slowly stands up and uses his arms to cover up. Zero lets Austin Canon get back safely. Then Zero goes for a collar and elbow tie up, both men jockey for position and finally Austin Canon gets a side headlock, but Zero shoots him into the far ropes and comes off the ropes with a shoulder that sends Austin Canon to the mat. Zero bounces off the ropes, Leapfrog by Austin Canon. Zero comes rebounding off the ropes with a lariat, but Austin Canon ducks and Zero goes flying through the ropes and lands with a thud on the floor.
GM: Would these two stop pussy footing around. We came to see a wrestling match, not two wrestlers hold hands.
BS: These men are putting on a great show for the fans.
GM: Blah, They're making me sick.
Ausitn Canon shoots off the far ropes and flies between the second and top rope with a suicide dive that sends Zero back first into the security railing. Austin Canon slides Zero back into the ring and then climbs up on the top rope and comes off with a Flying Body Press but Zero leaps up and catches him with a drop kick. Both men are on the mat. The Ref starts the count. One....Two....Three....Four....Five...Six...Zero gets to one knee and Austin Canon pulls himself up with the ropes. Austin Canon rushes in on Zero and hits a thunderous DDT. Austin Canon goes for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out. Austin Canon pulls Zero up, but Zero catches Canon by surprise with a Inside cradle. One...Two..Kick Out. Austin Canon gets back to vertical base and both men circle each other again.
GM: Dammit, This is so boring.
BS: What do you want from these two?
GM: A little carnage, Can a man get a little Carnage please?
Collar and Elbow tie up and a go behind by Zero. Austin Canon catches Zero with two elbows to the side of the head. Austin Canon bounces off the far ropes and comes off with a clothesline that sends Zero to the mat. Austin Canon pulls Zero up to his feet and Irish whip, reversal by Zero right into the ref. The ref goes down and Austin Canon checks on the ref. Zero stands in the middle of the ring, not attacking, but keeping his attention on Ausitn Canon. Suddenly, From the back, Ricky Payne rushes out carrying a chair. Ricky slides under the bottom rope and cracks Zero right in the back of the head. Zero goes down as Ausitn Canon revives the ref. Austin Canon turns around and sees Zero out cold. Austin Canon looks dumb founded, but covers Zero. One..Two..Three.
BS: Austin Canon is your winner, but you can’t say he truly earned that match.
GM: If you ask me I would say that Ricky Payne took exception to Zero calling himself Zero as well.
BS: Or maybe he’s getting revenge from the win that Zero got over Justin Sane?
GM: Yeah that too!
(Backstage, Rob Sampson and Erik Zieba are seen having a heated conversation.)
RS: ...like it or not, I've been stuck with defending your company against SSN. Not one person besides myself has stepped up, not one. As far as I can see, you owe me.
EZ: Look, I'm grateful for your help, but I don't appreciate you coming to me with a list of demands. I've been more than fair with you lately.
RS: Don't think of it as a demand. Think of it as a request. Face the facts, Zieba. None of these other slack-asses are going to help you if they haven't already. If you want to get rid of SSN, you need to listen to me.
EZ: Alright, say we go through with this. What's in it for you?
(Rob glances around.)
RS: I thought you'd never ask. Let's go in your office. The walls have eyes and ears around here.
(Fade back to the broadcast position.)
BS: I wonder what that was all about?
GM: Oh I know. He saw The Night Cripplers get their ass handed to them so he’s turning tail! Coward.
BS: As usual you’ve drawn your own conclusions. Folks coming up next is a Survival match sort to speak as Antonio Corleone takes on both members of Amplified in a Triple Threat match.
GM: He asked for it and Zieba brought it. Corleone has to win the best of five and I see The Silencer doing that cause he’s just that bad.
BS: Well you can bet if Corleone wins that Zieba will get more creative.
GM: Oh please let him bring his heat cause it ain’t much.
BS: Folks let’s get to the ring with the next match!
Bass and Deezee swarm Antonio Corleone. Bass grabs him from behind, while Deezee punches him in the head. Bass then spins him around and and hits a DDT. Bass with a Irish whip right into a drop kick from Deezee. Deezee's with a cover, but Corleone kicks out at one. Corleone hits Deezee's in the stomach with elbows, but Bass hits him from behind with a double axe handle, sending The Silencer sprawling to the mat. Both members of Amplified pick up Antonio Corleone, Double Suplex. Corleone looks hurt. Bass sits arcoss his chest and pounds on his forehead, Deezee's slides out of the ring and pulls all sorts of weapons out from under the ring and tosses them in the ring.
BS: I don't recall there being any hardcore rules in this match.
GM: Finally, Some Carnage, Why don't you get in there and tell Amplified they can't use the weapons.
BS: You'd like that wouldn't you?
Bass gets off of Antonio Corleone and grabs a broomstick. Antonio Corleone slowly gets to his feet, Bass swings the broomstick but Corleone ducks and Bass hits nothing but the air. Antonio Corleone kicks Bass in a front face lock, but Deezee's smashes a trash can across the back Antonio Corleone. Deezee's tosses the trash can to the side and grabs a steel chair. Bass pulls Antonio Corleone to his feet. Deezee's cocks the chair back and Bass holds Corleone up, Corleone ducks and Bass gets a chair shot right to the head. Bass stumbles back into the ropes and then bounces off the pushes Deezee. Both members of Amplified are argueing with each other. Antonio Corleone grabs a kendo stick and cracks Bass in the back of the head, Deezee rushes and gets a kendo shot in the side of the head. Antonio Corleone throws Bass out of the ring and grabs the steel chair, Deezee springs back up and is sent right back to the mat with a chair from Antonio Corleone. Antonio goes for the pin One..Two..Three.
GM: How about it? Give it up for Corleone cause he just got past Zieba’s so-called Triple threat!
BS: I will admit he’s done it and in Silencer fashion.
GM: You got that right!
BS: Folks we’ve got to take a break, but when we return we’re going to see The Assassins again except this time they’re taking on The Mechanical Animals … NEXT!