The show opens with a crazy crowd outside of the arena. They are chanting "EWI" and holding up signs. Near the back entrance there are a couple of fans wanting to get autographs from the wrestlers as they enter the back entrance. Several superstars walk by and give their autographs to the fans. A figure comes running down the alley in a trench coat. Their hair is in their face, so you can't make out who it is. The sound of dragging metal can be heard. The figure comes closer to the fans and they spot the broken chains off of his ankles as what the noise was. They immediately recognize it is Tabu. They both approach him as he comes closer. Tabu kicks one of them in the gut and tosses him headfirst into the side of a dumpster. The other one tries to back off but Tabu pounces him, after a few punches he begins to choke the guy out with the chains on his wrists, he then proceeds to bite the fan's ear off. He gets up, pulls his hair back, and blood can be seen around his mouth. He then spits out part of the guy's ear and continues to walk inside the building.


[The camera cuts to The San Diego Sports Arena right in San Diego, California. 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 FIRST installment of the EWI’s California Cruisin' tour that kicks off right here in wonderful San Diego! Welcome to HEATWAVE! Joining me as always is the man on my right Gary McFarland. Gary....what's going on?

GM: What's going on? I'll tell you what's going on. We're in the mist of a battlezone! Did you see what Tabu did at the beginning of the show? The man, along with everyone else in the EWI, is out of control! And we just got picked up by the Super Sports Network? Gottfried is turing in his grave right now and the guy isn't even freakin dead yet!

BS: It is true folks. Since Zieba's return the place has been running havok with no signs of stopping, but tonight hopefully things can change as we start the first around of the Federation title. And coming up first .......

[The lights in the arena suddenly go out.]

BS: What's going on?

[The words "Are You Ready..." appear on the Extreme Screen and are then replaced by the words "...For The Main Event?" a few moments later. An impressive array of pyrotechnics goes off as Clawfinger's "Biggest and the Best" begins to play and "Mr. Main Event" Rob Sampson walks out from the back. The crowd begins to boo intensely as the arrogant superstar makes his way into the ring and procures a microphone.]

RS: Yes, yes...I love all of you too.

[Sampson smiles and the crowd's boos intensify.]

RS: Those of you who saw my match against Evan Aho at Coronation also know that I lost.

[Crowd cheers, earning them a glare from Sampson.]

RS: I know you're all disappointed, but rest assured that I will not simply lie down and wallow in self-pity. Tonight, I will begin the climb towards winning the new EWI Federation championship. Now I'm not going to say anymore to humiliate The Darkness because quite frankly I've embarrassed him enough. I have a different reason for being out here. As you all know, EWI has signed a deal to show Shockwave on the Super Sports Network.

[The crowd begins booing loudly.]

RS: Well I'm just here to make sure that each and every one of you tune in. And just to make sure it's always on your mind...

[Sampson reaches up and unzips the leather jacket he's wearing. As the jacket falls open, Rob's tights, complete with an airbrushed SSN logo, are revealed. The crowd's boos intensify.]

RS: ...I'm going to be your walking advertisement tonight. Zieba might not be too happy about the deal, but the fact remains that Shockwave is going to SSN and finally wrestling--true wrestling--will return to EWI! Dupree, for all the problems we've had in the past, I have to give you your dues. Were it not for you, we wouldn't have the fine folks at SSN watching our every move. And on behalf of my good friend, Marcus Gottfried...

[Crowd boos.]

RS: I want you all to know that all the letters, faxes, and e-mails thanking him for bringing true wrestling back to the forefront are much appreciated, but not necessary. Thank you!

["Biggest and the Best" plays again as Sampson drops the microphone and exits the ring. As he heads to the back, he is pelted with cups and paperwads by the crowd. Sampson never loses his arrogant smile as he walks through the curtain.]

GM: SSN? Rob Sampson is supporting SSN?

BS: Yeah. Can you believe it?

GM: Hey, it's good enough for me! His endorsement is all I need!

BS: Oh geez, Garrett. Suck up much?

GM: Hey I tell it like it is. If you can't handle it then I've got some words for you during the break.

BS: Well anyways....we have eight matches tonight to include Cole Steele facing off against Major Deluxe.

GM: I've seen this Deluxe in action and the man is a thinking man in the ring. I see it being a close bout with Steele, but Steele can surprise ya.

BS: How about Antonio Corleone going against former Intercontinental Champion Jeffery Roberts.

GM: Finally a true test for Roberts. They're friends on the outside, but in the ring business is business.

BS: After that we have The Darkness going against....well I guess SSN's rep Rob Sampson.

GM: With even more clout on his side I see Sampson taking this match and Hell dare I say the entire thing.

BS: You just don't QUIT sucking up do you?

GM: You better respect our boss!

BS: Yeah...ZIEBA or did you forget?

GM: He'll be gone. Gottfried won't take his smack.

BS: After that we'll have the current Television Champion Ash go one on one with Mercenary.

GM: Ash will be going against half a man in my opinion after Coronation. I just don't think Merc has the manhood to go into this match.

BS: Would you stop! After that we have John Miller going against Frankie Scott.

GM: Miller is new to the game and his monkier is being extreme so he should fit just perfect here. Scott has been a fighter, but who knows these days.

BS: After that we'll have another debut as Suicide, not to be confused with Sky Suicide, will go up against Tabu.

GM: And after seeing what Tabu did..this guy bit a man ear off! I mean I've seen things out of this caged animal, but after what he just did? And he hasn't had his match yet? This freak is LOOSE!!! I might need to take a break during that match.

BS: Oh I don't think so. After that we have Sky Suicide going against the Iceman Steve Radder.

GM: Radder is back in town and he is always tough to go against, but Sky Suicide has some wins in his pocket and he will be going for the Cruiserweight title at Shockwave so who knows.

BS: And in our Main Event we have Cancer taking on Mr. Wrestling Two Thousand.

GM: A man under a mask against a man with a new persona. Oh that should be exciting. Yeah right.

The light in the arena go out. The first words of "Cowboy" by Kid Rock start up as pyros go off at the top of the entrance ramp. The audience soon sees "Furious" Jesse Falcon standing at the top of the ramp. He is wearing baggy blue jeans and a grey Moby t-shirt, over which he is wearing a long leopard-skin jacket. On his head is a leopard skin cowboy hat and he wears yellow-lensed sunglasses. He walks towards the ring to a chorus of cheers from the San Diego crowd. He steps into the ring and waits for the crowd to quiet.

FJF: Hello San Diego!

(The crowd cheers.)

FJF: Now, there's been a bit of controversy as to my actions last week. About the way I won the Battle Royal. The truth is, I didn't do it because I didn't think that I could win. Oh, I KNEW that I could win against those two idiots.

(More cheers.)

FJF: No, no. The reason I did it is so that I would be fresh going into the match against Eric Davis. Of course, it didn't do me too much good seeing as how I still lost the match.

(Boos from the crowd.)

FJF: I know, I know. It sucks. But, I'm sure I'll get my shot again. I mean, I am still the best damn Cruiser around here. And now, the number one contender is Sky Suicide?!? Ha. Don't make me laugh. That self centered fart sack couldn't wrestle his way out of a wet paper bag. But, that's another story, for another day. I've got better things to talk about today... BUT FIRST, I'm gonna talk about the new and improved Triple X Cole Steele.

(The crowd boos.)

FJF: Now, I've heard some word going around the locker room that Ol' King Cole is a bit upset about the way I won that Battle Royal. The fact is, I wouldn't beat his ass anyway, and I've already told you all WHY I did what I did. It's Steele's pure stupidity and hormones that lost him that match. If he hadn't jumped out after his puta, then he may very well have won that match. (laughs) Just kidding. So, after that horrendous ordeal, and a great deal of embarrassment on Cole's part, well, he went through some sort of identity crises of some kind, and transformed himself into Triple X. Xcentric, Xcruiciating, X-con. Well, Triple X, I have to say that I like this personality a great deal better than your playboy personality. But, the fact is... You Ain't Jesse Falcon. So that just brings you down to a whole different level. Of couse, now, you've got your big bad bodyguard, Ice to keep you company. Well, with that in mind, I've got a little surprise of my own.

(Falcon paces the ring to let the audience wonder what he's talking about.)

FJF: We all saw those little buddies of mine beat the hell out of The Darkness last week, didn't we? Well, how would you like to see more of them?

(The crowd cheers.)

FJF: That's what I thought. Well, we had some business talks recently and I think that you're gonna like the conclusion that we came to. So, without further adeu, I'd like to introduce San Diego to my new badyguards and managers! Here they are, Tony and Guido, collectively known as the Junior Mafia!

(The two dwarves walk to the ring as the crowd's cheers grow to deafening heights. They are wearing matching black suits and dark sunglasses. Their hair is slicked back, tightly. They take the stairs into the ring. Tony is the first to speak. He speaks in a thick Brooklyn accent.)

T: Yo, San Diego!

(Cheers.)

T: Dat's right. It's good ta be here in da E dubbya I. Now, be and my boy Guido is gonna show youse punks around here what Extreme really means.

G: Yeah. We's gonna show ev'ry one around here dat you don't mess with our boy, Falcon. Any of youse try to mesw wit Falcon, den youse gots to get t'rough us foist. Cole Steele. Mista Triple X. You or your boy, Ice, tries to mess wit Falcon, den you've got annuda ting comin' to ya. You all say what we did ta Darkey. Don't think we won't do tha same ting ta youse.

FJF: So, as you see, fans. The boys are here to stay. Steele thinks he needs protection. That's fine. I guess I do too. Just don't think about messing with me, or the Mafia will bring you to your knees. No pun intended.

With that, Falcon, Tony and Guido, exit the ring as "Cowboy" by Kid Rock cues up again. The crowd cheers them on.

BS: Wow.

GM: Yeah. I mean, I saw the footage of their business transactions, but I never thought... Wow. I guess Falcon's overcome his Shortcomings, eh?

BS: Don't start.


'Triple X' Cole Steele vs Major Deluxe

6'2", 232lbs | 6' 9", 312lbs

Cleveland, OH | Albany, New York

"More Human than Human" - White Zombie | Jeff Jarrett's Theme Music


BS: Well, it looks like we've got company.

GM: Oh, not HIM again.

BS: And he brought friends.

Falcon hops up into the ring and stands on the turnbuckle as the fans cheer him on. He then jumps down and walks over to the announce table.

GM: What's he doing over here?

Falcon puts on a headset and takes a seat next to McFarland.

JF: What up, Gary Mac?

GM: I think I have to go now.

He stands up to leave but is blocked by Tony and Guido who stand before him with their arms crossed.

JF: No, no. Gary. The boys ain't lettin' you leave. I guess you'll just get to sit here and listen to my wonderful commentary.

GM: Joy.

BS: Well, welcome, Jesse. And now it's time to get this match underway.

Cole Steele gets the advantage by dropkicking Major Deluxe's knees, knocking the big man to the mat. Deluxe quickly gets up and is met by a clothesline from Cole Steele.

BS: And Cole Steele getting off to a great start here.

JF: Well, damn. That Deluxe fella is a big mutha, ain't he?

GM: Yeah, but he's not too bright from what I've heard.

JF: Was I talking to you, Gary?

GM: Uh...

Steele now has Deluxe up to his feet and tosses him into the ropes. Steele runs the opposite way and bounces off the ropes with a flying clothesline on Deluxe. He allows Deluxe to get to his feet before running into the ropes and catching Deluxe with a bulldog. Steele, wanting to make quick work of this match, ascends the top turnbuckle and comes off with a frog splash. Steele with the cover and only a once count.

JF: Oh, c'mon Steele! You can do better than that, can't you?

Steele lifts Deluxe to his feet and the two men begin trading punches. Deluxe blocks one of Steele's shots and hits him with a big uppercut of his own, staggering Triple X. He then cathes Steele with a DDT onto the canvas. He kicks the downed Steele and spits on him. As the ref checks on Steele, Deluxe runs into the ropes, but the ropes have been pulled down by Ice, sending Deluxe tumbling to the ground. Ice picks up Deluxe and throws him into the ring steps. He picks Deluxe up again and guerilla press slams him into the security railing, busting Deluxe open. He then rolls Deluxe back into the ring. Steele, who has now recovered slightly, picks Deluxe up, jumps up and wraps his legs around the head of Deluxe, leveling him with a hurricarana. Steele then runs into the ropes and kicks off with a asai moonsault on Deluxe. Steele climbs to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a flying headbutt.

BS: And Deluxe moves out of the way!

JF: Damn. And I thought DELUXE was a moron.

GM: Yeah, I mean--

JF: (interrupting) Shhh.

GM: Sorry.

Deluxe with the pin. 1,2-- kickout! Deluxe, still a bit stunned, picks Steele up and whips him into the ropes and catches him with a powerslam. He picks Steele back up and attempts a powerbomb but Steele reverses it into a mat slam. Both men are down and the referee begins the ten count.

BS: Now, it's all up to which man can get up first!

Both men get up at about the same time but Ice has slipped a chair in to Steele. Deluxe runs at him to attempt the Clothesline From Hell but Steele levels him with the metal chair.

GM: Where was the ref? Hey ref are you blind? Are you de--

JF: Gary...

GM: Oh yeah. My bad, homie.

JF: I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

BS: Good call.

Steele picks Deluxe up and hits him with a vertical suplex. Tony and Guido of the Junior Mafia have made their way to the ring.

BS: What the--?

JF: Hey, I can't control them.

GM: Does this mean I can leave now?

JF: Don't even think about it.

When Deluxe makes his way to his feet, Tony taps him on the shoulder and hands him a chair. Ice tries to get in the ring, but Guido has latches onto his leg and makes it hard for Ice to run. Ice attempts to climb into the ring, but Guido just won't let go of his ankle. Ice tries to shake him off to no prevail.

JF: Stubborn little buggers, aren't they?

Deluxe runs at Cole Steele with the chair but Steele comes off the ropes with the superkick and knocks the chair into the face of Deluxe. Deluxe falls to the mat. Steele picks him up and whips him into the ropes.

BS: Samoan drop by Steele! How in God's name did he get that big man on his shoulders?!?

GM: Easy, he just lifted and--

JF: Uh, excuse me, Gary.

Steele picks Deluxe up and hits the a swinging Samoan bulldog on Deluxe.

BS: That's it! That's the Whiplash and this match is over. 1,2,3! Cole Steele advances to the next round of the tournament!

Winner: 'Triple X' Cole Steele


JF: Dammit. Remind me never to send a retard to do a man's job. Idiot Deluxe.

Falcon stands from his seat a jumps into the ring, where Cole Steele is celebrating. He puts his arm around Steele's neck and hit a reverse DDT on Steele. Deluxe is stirring and a Falcon knocks him over the top ropes, causing him to land on Ice, who now has both dwarves attatched to his ankles. Ice tumbles over and Tony and Guido begin stomping away on him. In the ring, Falcon whips Steele into the ropes and catches him with a cross body block off the ropes. Steele gets up but Falcon has grabbed the steel chair that layed in the ring and before Steele knows is, he's been clobbered in the head with the chair. Outside of the ring, Ice has gotten to his feet and begins to chase the Junior Mafia around the ring. Inside the ring, Falcon has ascended the turnbuckle and jumps off and hit Steele with the Fury Bomb (Senton Bomb). Ice sees what is going on and gives up on the dwarves and jumps into the ring to help Cole. He grabs Falcon by the throat and whips him into the turnbuckle. He is about to hit Falcon with an elbow in the turnbuckle, when Tony hits him in the back with a chair. Ice barely flinches at the small shot but turns around anyway, giving Falcon time to roll out of the ring and walk up the rampway. Ice realizes this from the cheers of the crowd and turns back around. Tony and Guido have now met up with Falcon and the trio makes its way up the ramp, keeping their eyes on Steele, who lays in the ring, and Ice. Falcon grabs a mic from a crew member.

JF: Congratulations on your win against EWI's resident retard, Steele. I'm sure it was REAL tough, eh? But, maybe next time, you'll think twice before talking s*** about the Furious One. Who knows what will happen next time.

Falcon points at Ice an gives him the finger as "Cowboy" by Kid Rock once again hit the loudspeakers and exits the arena.

BS: Well, that was interesting, wasn't it?

GM: ...

BS: Gary?

GM: (whispering) I'm not allowed to talk.

BS: He's gone, Garrett. You can talk now.

GM: (sigh) Oh, good.

BS: Folks we've got to cut to a break, but once we return it's Roberts against Corleone NEXT!!!

Promos start to advertise the next EWI show SHOCKWAVE IN SAN FRANCISCO at the Cow Palace.


"Nobody's Real" by Powerman 5000 plays over the loudspeakers as the HOA enters from behind the curtain and walks down the entrance ramp to a severly booing crowd. Ash is wearing a tight black short sleeved button-up shirt, and baggy black pants. He carries his TV Title at his side. Cole Steele is wearing silver and black wrestling pants and a Triple X T-shirt. His hair is growing out. Ice, follows close behind, Ice is wearing a Triple X T-shirt and black weightlifting pants. The Motor City Maniacs are wearing HOA T-shirts and black baggy pants. Ripper has his Tag Title snug around his waist. Max Mayhem has his hooked to a chain and is dragging it down the ramp way. Ash climbs into the ring, and grabs a mic. He pulls a cigarette from his pocket and lights it before speaking.

A: There are a couple of things I want to talk about here tonight. First of all, Malign!

(The crowd boos at the name)

A: Yes, that's how I feel also. Now, Malign, I told you last week at Coronation that I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP! I don't want to be your friend, and I really don't give a s*** if you want to be mine. And you see where helping me got you, don't you Malign? You got beat down by the Vital Idols. Now, if you come NEAR my match tonight, I will personally beat the hell out of you.

(Ash paces around the ring and looks at the crowd.)

A: Now, that brings me to my next subject: Sky Suicide and Tony Sajec. The Vital Idols. For one, that is just about the STUPIDEST name that I've ever heard and second of all, it is a team composed of two of the stupidest men to grace this ring. Oh, excuse me, I forgot all about their munchkin buddy, King Fecal the turd. Now, this is how the story goes. Sky Suicide says a bunch of bulls*** about me and I returned the favor by beating the crap out of him. Fair enough, right?

(Ash blows a ring of smoke.)

A: So then, they comes out DURING MY MATCH and interferes while they've got my friends here locked in their room with a bloody forklift. So, while it's two-on-one, they take the advantage and attack me. Luckily, that piece of s***, Malign is there to even the odds. Then they spew some crap about how the HOA had better fear them of something. Reality check boys. There are two of you. One of which has been around and we all know is a Job waiting to happen, while the other is a newcomer who won his first match and thinks he's some sort of big shot. Now, on the other hand, you have the HOA.

(The crowd boos.)

A: The HOA is made up of four of the most feared men in this business. You've got me, the TV Champ, the Tag Team Champs, the Motor City Maniacs, and then you've got Cole Steele, the man who SHOULD be Cruiserweight Champ and would be had it not been for that jackass, Jesse Falcon. So, seriously, Idols, who do you think has the better chance here? A warning to you, Malign, and anyone else who might feel the need to interfere in an HOA match: You f*** with us, you get f***ed with. Plain and simple. Don't even think about coming near this ring, unless you see yourself layed up in a hospital bed for the next 3 or four months, eating through a straw.

(Ash walks to Cole Steele and whispers something in his ear. Cole smiles as Ash continues.)

A: Now, one last thing. Evan Aho. The man that I beat for this title.

(He motions to his TV Title belt)

A: The man who beat Rob Sampson. The first ever Extreme World Champion. Aho made a challenge to me, for a non-title match at Shockwave. I accepted. This all occured BEFORE Aho won his new belt. So, as it turns out, I cannot have my match with Aho. Zeiba won't allow it. Well, listen here, Zeiba and Aho! That match will happen. I don't care when and I don't care how, but sometime, in the future, Aho, you WILL get your match. You will get an attempt to regain your own self respect! But don't expect to regain it. I beat you once, I can do it again.

(Ash angrily tosses the mic to Cole Steele and the crowd boos loudly)

Steele: Thank You. The last few months, You've all seen Cole Steele undergo a bit of a change. Tonight, You will see the true Cole Steele Triple X will stop the show. You have Xcellence, Xtreme, and Xqusitiance in the ring against ignorance. Yes, Major Deluxe, I'm speaking about you. You've been out trying to strike a little fear in the Triple X Cole Steele, It hasn't worked. The only thing that I fear is that I'm going to snap your neck, but then again, I'd be doing the EWI a favor. You speak of your master and how I should follow him, Yet, If I followed him, I'd be even more of an idiot than you. So we know that's not going to happen.

(Cole Steele leans against the top rope)

Steele: Now, Vital Idols, I've seen your little parties with your look a like stars, and it doesn't impress me. You sit here and want to feel special? Want to be all warm and fuzzy inside, so you decide that to get any play, You're going to call out the Harbringers of Apocalypse? Hey, Wake up, Morons. We're not the Inner Circle, We're the god damn HOA. Now, It seems that Sky Suicide is a favorite in this match? Good, That way when he gets in the ring with either Ash or myself, He'll get his ass kicked. So you two pretty boys, try and impress someone else, it's not working here. (Motions to all members of the HOA)

(Cole tosses the mic to Ripper Robertson)

Robertson: Well, We're back in California? God, I hate this state. (crowd boos) Now, at Coronation, We kept our Tag Team Titles by beating The Night Cripplers and Tribal Instinct. Two teams that we felt where deserving of a title shot.....How wrong we were. Now, We have these pretty boys, Simply Stunning, wanting title shots. Well Stunning, I'm sure the new network big wigs are going to grow to love the Motor City Maniacs.....Oh screw em. We don't care what they think. We proved that in the NthWA when Erik Zieba fired us, that we do what we want, Dupree thinks by bringing in some network that we're going to play by their sets of rules? (Bleep) No.... You can bring SSN in here and they can throw Simply Stunning, Tribal Instinct, or any other team at us, but it's all going to end in some blood shed....Most of it won't be ours either.

(Ripper rubs his chin)

Robertson: Now, Ash and Cole spoke of the Vital Idols and I'll leave comments to them for another time. Now, Let's talk about the new army in the EWI. The Army of Darkness. It seems that Darkness has found a band of idiots to follow him around and worship his every move. Don't think that what you did to Cole was overlooked. We have bigger fish to fry right now, but like the St. Louis Calab-O, We'll run your band of mutants out of the EWI. Stand back and watch in awe as the HOA takes what they want and leaves the rest to rot. Fairwell fellas.

"Nobody's Real" by Powerman 5000 plays as HOA leaves the ring.

GM: See? That's what I like to see. Tough men up there telling it like it is. Hell the way I see it Ash is the uncrowned Extreme World Champ in EWI.

BS: WHAT? You're kidding right?

GM: Hey he beat Aho. It's only a matter of time.

BS: Folks we've got Roberts going against Corleone next so let's get to the ring.


"The Silencer" Antonio Corleone vs. Jeffrey Roberts

6'7", 277lbs | 6'3", 240lbs

Chicago, IL | Orlando, FL

'Godfather Theme' - Guns and Roses | "Paint It Black" - Gob


BS: Well, I see the ring crew is setting up tables inside the ring. I have no idea why though.

GM: I have a feeling we'll find out. Man, the ring is filled with tables!

The scene opens with a black screen and Guns N Roses version of "The Godfather Theme" plays. Soon, the words "Silencer" flashes across the screen. A voice speaks over the music.

Voice: From the many comes the one. He is the leader. The true puppetmaster. He has arrived, bringing with him a new era. Submit yourselves to him willingly. Refusal will result in your elimination.

The word "Silencer" flashes on the screen once more followed by the words "Your Refusal, Your Elimination." As the music continues "The Silencer" Antonio Corleone makes his way down the rampway much to the dismay of the fans. Seeing the ring its current condition, Corleone waits at ringside as Gob's "Paint It Black" begins to play and Jeffrey Roberts makes his way to ringside. As Roberts arrives at the ring, Corleone holds out his right hand to motion for him to stand still. He raises the microphone to his lips with his other hand.

Corleone: Now, Jeff, over the last week, you were warned not to refuse my offer, that it was one you couldn't possibly refuse...but you did. It's ok. That's good business. Never accept the first offer...you learned quickly from your short stint in the Mafia. So here is a new offer. TEN THOUSAND dollars to turn around, walk to the back, and sleep easy tonight. *That* is an offer you can't refuse.

Roberts looks like he's considering the offer, while Corleone pulls out a billfold from his coat pocket and counts out ten thousand dollars. Roberts walks up to Corleone, smacks the money out of Corleone's hand and begins punching him in the face.

BS: And they're getting it on before the match even starts!

GM: I guess Corleone got his answer!

As the two men tussle, the crowd comes to its feet as The Lo Fidelity All-Stars' "Battleflag" begins to play. Commissioner Dupree walks out onto the entrance platform and patiently waits for Corleone and Roberts to turn their attention to him.

CD: Gentlemen, I'm glad to see you're eager to get it on, but first allow me to add a little stipulation to your match. As you can see, the ring has been filled with tables. Two levels of them actually. If you'll look above the ring, you'll see that a platform has been suspended above it. Tonight, the two of you will fight it out...in a High Incident match!

The crowd pops huge as ladders are set up on opposite ends of the platform so that Roberts and Corleone may climb up. The two rivals arrive at the top and immediately begin to edge their way toward each other. Roberts outfoxes Corleone and catches him with a low dropkick to the knee. Corleone goes down but latches a deathgrip on the platform.

BS: This is insane! These guys could get seriously hurt!

GM: Duh! I think that's the point, genius! I also think Dupree's been in Zieba's liquor cabinet because no sober person would subject a fellow human being to this!

Roberts crouches over Corleone and hammers his forehead with his fists, but Corleone comes back with a low blow and rams Roberts' head into one of the platform's support beams. Corleone begins choking on the dazed Roberts and simultaneously tries to shove him off the platform. Roberts comes back by clawing at Corleone's eyes. The two men separate and try to get their bearings.

BS: Neither man looks too confident up there.

GM: They're on a narrow platform with a ring full of tables waiting for the guy who gets shoved off. Give 'em a break.

BS: I was just saying...

GM: Shaddap.

Corleone and Roberts cautiously make their back to each other. Corleone lashes out with a few kicks but they barely connect. Roberts catches the next kick and pulls Corleone forward into a clothesline. Corleone teeters on the edge, using one of the supports to hold himself up. Roberts unleashes a series of rights and lefts and Corleone begins to waver.

BS: I didn't think this match would last long, but is Corleone going down already?

GM: Looks that way to me.

Corleone swings wildly at Roberts, but the former I-C champion dodges the fist, steps back, and spears Corleone, sending both men crashing down to the tables below.

BS: For the love of God! Jeffrey Roberts just speared Antonio Corleone off the platform and down through those tables!

GM: Yeah, but Roberts went down with 'im!

The crowd waits in bated anticipation when suddenly Roberts stands up amidst the sea of broken tables. He then rolls out of the ring and the referee raises his hand in victory.

Winner: Jeffery Roberts


BS: Jeffrey Roberts has won the match, but at what price!?

GM: He looks okay to me, but someone might want to check on Corleone!

BS: Man. That was only a few minutes, but it felt like hours. Jeffrey Roberts will advance to the next round however. Folks we're gonna go to a break.......

The camera suddenly cuts to Victoria McCave who is standing by with EWI Owner Erik Zieba.

VM: I hate to cut in like that, but I've got something you might wanna hear.

EZ: Now I know everyone just saw the Roberts and Corleone match and it looked pretty good. As a matter of fact I think there will be several Extreme matches tonight since, after all, we are called EWI. One match, for sure, that is going to get it is Tabu's match. Since Tabu has this thing for acting out Mike Tyson then I think I'll make his match a Shock Treatment Match.

VM: A Shock Treatment Match?

EZ: Oh yes. Barbed wire for ropes except for one thing. They're electrified! Let Tabu chomp on that!

VM: Brett...Gary...back to you two.

GM: HE'S LOST IT!!!

BS: Folks we'll be back after this break!

Promos for EWI Presents Coronation shows across the screen. Get it now for 19.95 and also a free EWI T-Shirt


BS: Welcome back folks! After that shocking announcement....

GM: Oh nice choice of words there. Just add to it why don'cha!

BS: Tabu and Suicide are going to be in a Shock Treatment Match, but that's later tonight. Coming up next we have Darkness taking on Sampson.

GM: The SSN's new rep Rob Sampson is about to show everyone the ways of Old wrestling and I can honestly say I'm happy I'm gonna see it!

BS: But Darkness is not one to look past. Let's get to the ring for this next match!


The Darkness vs 'Mr. Main Event' Rob Sampson

6'0", 200lbs | 6'2", 260lbs

Unknown | Cincinatti, Ohio

Mudshovel - Staind | "Biggest and the Best" - Clawfinger


BS: And it's The Darkness taking on the former Extreme Champion, Rob Sampson. And-- Oh, what's this?

Sampson walks towards the ring and is accompanied by none other than Jeffrey Roberts. As the two men get closer to the ring, the boos from the fans are clearly heard. Sampson seems to walk a bit slower than normal.

BS: Oh, what is Roberts doing out here?

GM: I guess those Inner Circle members really DO watch out for each other.

BS: I guess so. You know, after that fall last week at Coronation, I'm surprised that Sampson is even walking, nonetheless wrestling in a tournament.

GM: That's why they call him "Mr. Main Event."

BS: I guess so. And the bell has rung and this match is officially underway!

Sampson and Darkness lock up. Sampson, still being weak from his match with Aho, loses the advantage and Darkness hits him with a German suplex. Sampson gets up and Darkness dropkicks him and knocks him over the top rope. Sampson smacks the ground with a sickening thud. He slowly gets up and tries to regain himself.

BS: Sampson is in no condition to be in this match.

As the ref continues the count-out, Sampson rolls back into the ring and ducks a clothesline from Darkness. Sampson bounces off the opposite ropes and hits Darkness with a clothesline on his own. He let's Darkness get to his feet on his own and then hits him with a series of chops that eventually sends the Darkness into the turnbuckle. Sampson runs at Darkness and spears him into the turnbuckle. Sampson has visibly hurt himself in the process and both men fall to the mat. Anti-Girl is trying to revive the Darkness. The Darkness is the first to get up. He slowly pulls himself to his feet and awaits Sampson. Sampson gets up and is met with a reverse neckbreaker from The Darkness. Darkness pulls Sampson to his feet and hits him with a DDT. Roberts jumps up on the ring apron and attempts to get in and help his stablemate. The ref tries to get Roberts off of the ring, giving Anti-Girl the opportunity to slip a chair to The Darkness. Sampson slowly gets up and Darkness comes off the ropes with a massive blow to the head of Sampson.

GM: Oh, man! SSN is NOT going to like that!

BS: You can say that again.

GM: Oh man! SSN is NOT--

BS: Gary!

The Darkness throws the chair from the ring before the ref turns around and covers Sampson. One, tw-- kickout! The Darkness pulls Sampson up by the hair and begins hitting him with punches. He eventually works his way into the corner. Darkness punches again.. and Sampson blocks it and his Darkness with a punch of his own. He spins Darkness around into the corner and begins a series of quick punches. He tops it off with a slap to Darkness' face. As the Darkness stumbles from the corner, dazed, Sampson makes his way to the second rope and hits Darkness with a spear, bringing him to the canvas. The cover by Sampson. One, two, th-- kickout!

BS: Close call for the Darkness!

Sampson pulls the Darkness up and lets the Darkness stand dazed in the center of the ring. Sampson into the ropes and Anti-Girl is in the ring and tries to hit Sampson with that metal chair but Roberts is there to stop her. He pulls her off the apron by her hair, snatches the chair from her, and hits HER in the head with it.

GM: Woah. That was cool.

BS: Well put, Garrett. You are a master of the language.

Sampson grabs Darkness. Running powerbomb by Sampson! Sampson climbs the turnbuckle. He goes for the Senton splash... But Darkness moves out of the way at the last minute! Both men are down as the ref starts the ten count.

BS: That can't be good for the already injured Sampson.

Once again, the Darkness is the first to get up, at the 9 count. He pulls Sampson up and puts his hand around Sampson's throat and hits The Nightfall.

BS: This could be it for Sampson! One, two, three-- NO! The ref says it was only a two count. Sampson BARELY kicked out of that one.

Darkness is obviously frustrated. Sampson is up and Darkness attempts a hurricarana on him but Sampson miraculously reverses it into a powerbomb! Darkness gets up and Sampson Irish whips him into the ropes. Darkness attemps a clothesline, but Sampson ducks, waits for Darkness to bounce back and hits him with the Show Stopper (superkick)! Darkness attempts to get up but Sampson has ascended the turnbuckle and hits him with a flying elbow.

BS: And I thought this one was over when I saw the Show Stopper!

GM: It may be! Take a looksey!

Sampson picks The Darkness up and places him on his shoulders. He hits an inverted Death Valley Driver on the Darkness.

BS: You're right, Garrett! That's the Headliner and this one is over with the three count!!

Winner: 'Mr. Main Event' Rob Sampson


Sampson rolls out of the ring, visibly shaken by the battle. As Anti-Girl rushes to the side of her man, Sampson limps out of the ring, with the help of Jeffrey Roberts.

GM: You've gotta give it to Mr Main Event. He took the sickest bump I believe I've ever seen last week and came back to win and advance to the second round of the Federation Title Tourney.

[As The Darkness and Anti-Girl are walking up the ramp towards the back they are suddenly greeted at the top of the rampway by 'Triple X' Cole Steele with a steel chair.]

BS: Oh no! What's he doing here!

GM: I don't know, but with a chair in hand.....It has to be good!

[Steele cracks the chair right in the face of Darkness which brings him down. Steele continues his attack until Anti-Girl gets from behind and grabs at the chair.]

GM: What's she doing? She must have a death wish.

BS: He wouldn't dare do it.

GM: We're talking about Steele right?

[Steele turns around and Anti-Girl begins to plead with him as he stalks her with the chair. Suddenly, and without warning, Anti-Girl tries to take a swing at Steele, but he blocks it with his arm. Steele then takes the chair and shoves it into the midsection of Anti-Girl which brings her down and then Steele slams the chair across her back.]

BS: Oh man Steele has lost it.

GM: Hey she tried to attack first. What's good for the goose is good for the gander!

[As Steele is standing over his fallen victim, The Darkness is finally up and attacks Steele from behind. As they continue to fight EWI security comes out and finally seperates the two.]

BS: Folks we have to take a break. We'll be right back with Ash taking on Mercenary.....NEXT!

Promos for Heatwave in Sacramento at the ARCO Arena flash across the screen.


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