{The camera powers up in Gemini's locker room. Gemini sits on a bench, lacing up his mismatched pair of boots. His makeup has not yet been applied, although his tights are on. The room is quiet and empty, Erik Zieba pulling strings to ensure that his home grown star gets a break from the SSN beurocracy for once. A small food table has been set up to Gemini's specifics. Mainly, a large Ice chest filled with Coca Cola classic, a very large wheel of brie cheese and a large veggie and dip tray. A small tv hooked to a vcr shows several of Eddy Loves recent matches over and over in an endless loop.}

Gemini ignores everything else in the room, focusing entirely on the act of slowly, precisely setting the laces on his boots into a convoluted supporting pattern.

{Abruptly, the door to the room slams open, Marcus Gottfried storming in the door with Saul E. Dastardley and 187 in tow. He glares at Gemini then sneers at the spartan furnishings in the room. Gemini steadfastly ignores Marcus, preffering to concentrate on his infinately more interesting bootlaces. Marcus growls, and Saul loudly clears his throat.}

Gemini doesn't acknowledge either man.

{Marcus turns and glares at Saul, Saul shrugs his shoulders. Then, with somewhat more volume, he clears his throat again.}

Gemini: We heard you the first time Saul. We're busy. Come back later.

Marcus: You unbelieveable sack of garbage. How dare you ignore me! I *RUN* this federation! Do you have any idea how miserable I can make your life?

Gemini: We'd sincerely doubt you could make it any worse than it has been for the last four months or so. But feel free to try Gottfried, if you're as inept at that as you are with everything else we feel we have very little to worry about.

Marcus: You.. You..!

Saul: One million dollars Gemini. Right here. Right now.

Gemini finally looks up from his fascinating bootlaces. An ugly look crosses his face and he spits on the floor.

Gemini: Saul, we thought you were the brains in this little operation. You should know that we'd sooner slit our own throat than throw a match. Take that money and stuff it right up your ass.

Marcus: I wouldn't insult anyone's intelligence if I were you Gemini. It's not a bribe. I don't need to bribe you when I have Eddy Love as champion. Frankly, I'm more concerned that you may not even put up a decent showing (Sneers) You could hurt our ratings. Try to at least put up a fight before Eddy Love crushes you.. ok?

Gemini: (Gives Gottfried an exasperated look.) Well then what the hell is it then? The back payments that you owe us?

Saul: All we want is the names Gemini. You tell us the names of the losers that have decided they don't want to be a part of SSN any more and we'll take care of the rest. Give us the names, right now, and you can have the money. (Smiles.) You know you need it.

{Gemini stands up, a irritated look on his face. He pulls the straps on his tights up, then glares at the three men that have invaded his dressing room. 187 flexes his muscles and clenches his fists, the knuckles popping quietly. Marcus glowers while Saul calmly awaits Gemini's response.}

Gemini: You want some names boys? You want to know who's pissed at the SSN and Eddy love? It could be anyone. Any one of your boys could steel himself to take on Eddy Love. Hell, it wouldn't be suicide now would it? Just a couple of guys who's instinct tells them that Eddy loves been using and abusing them? You'd have to be one dumb muffin to not know that. Hell, Eddy's probobly given your crew about 187 reasons to stab him in the back. Sooner or later some dastardley soul will find the stones to take him up on it.

{Gottfried's mouth just flaps open, then slams shut. His eyes dart back and forth confused. 187 merely looks at Gemini and blinks, all pretense of intimidation gone. Saul alone chuckles to himself, amused by the subtle accusations that Gemini flew over the heads of the other two men.}

Saul: I take it that's a no?

Gemini: What do you think?

Saul: I'm beginning to think you should be working with us, not against us. God knows we certainly need to clear some dead weight out of the SSN.

Gemini: Out. Get out. Don't come back. We won't be this... gentle next time.

{Marcus turns and stomps out of the room, 187 trailing after him. Saul pauses, giving Gemini a thoughtful look. Then he turns and heads out the door.}


{Back in the arena infirmary, Hellfighter and Jimi Sinister are checking on Ozzy.}

HF:  Is he going to be okay?

Nurse:  I think so.  This time.

JS:  Ozzy, man, how you feelin'?

O:  Like I want to choke the life out of MD.

HF:  You'll get your chance.  We'll all get our chance.

{Fade out.}


BS:  Welcome back.  We're now ready for our next match as Evan Aho takes on Sky Suicide.  The battles these two have been through are world famous.  This will
just be another in a long line of classics, and we can only anticipate that this one will be as thrilling as their matches in the past have been.

GM:  Actually I reviewed those matches this week, in my ongoing effort to always be the most educated of wrestling analysts, and really the only good matches they've had are the ones that Sky Suicide has won.  I mean how long can anyone watch Aho apply a side headlock before boredom sets in.

BS:  Well as is often the case Garrett, we'll have to agree to disagree.

GM:  Well then as is usual, you'll agree to be incorrect.

BS:  Whatever you say, Garrett.


Evan Aho  vs.  Sky Suicide
6', 234 lbs.  |  5'10", 228 lbs.
Seattle, WA  |  Olympia, WA
"Blood, Milk, and Sky" - White Zombie  |  "Separate Ways" by Journey


BS:  Evan Aho, who always is in top condition, appears to be a few pounds lighter than usual, possibly as a result of the changes in his training associated with the hiring of Sweet Melissa.

GM:  And speaking of Melissa, she seems to wear heartbreak and humiliation very well.  Even though she is still distraught over Eddy Love dumping her, she is looking oh SO fine tonight.

BS:  Well heartbroken or not, I'll have to agree with your critique and it appears these two are ready for action.

GM:  Aho and Sky circle each other slowly looking for an opening.  Aho ducks in but Sky quickly moves to the side... just a bit too fast for Aho there.

BS:  Look at Sky running his hands through his hair.  Not a single offensive move and we're already being subjected to that SSN attitude of Sky's.  The two circle again, collar and elbow tie up, both men looking for the advantage.  Aho's backs Sky into the corner with his weight advantage; the ref calls for and receives a clean break.  Sky, however is complaining to the referee that Evan had a hand full of hair, which I did not see.

GM:  What match are you watching Brett?  Aho definitely used his signature hair pull to back Sky in the corner and you know it.

BS:  Signature Hair pull?? That's hardly true.  Evan seems anxious to get to the action, but Sky has slowed things down before we've even gotten started.  He's now jawing at Melissa, who simply points to Evan, as if to say there he is.   Finally Sky has decided to return to action.  Again these two tie up, collar and elbow.  Evan again with a strength advantage backs Sky down.  Oh, Sky takes Aho down with a handful of hair, and shakes his head no as the referee admonishes him for his actions.

GM:  That's so typical of Aho.  Sky clearly overpowered him and Aho feigns a hair pull.  Sky now brushes the official to the side and moves back to work on Aho.  A kick to the stomach doubles Aho over and Sky sends him into the ropes with an Irish Whip.  Sky comes off the other ropes for momentum, and goes airborne with a flying forearm to the head of Aho who hits the mat a bit dazed from the blow.

BS:  Sky moves in and brings Aho back to his feet.  Aho tries to step away to gather himself, but Sky sends him back to the mat with a high standing drop kick.  Sky back up and over before Aho can get to his feet and jumps high into the air and down onto Aho with a standing leg drop.

GM:  Sky is really dictating the pace of this match, just as I had anticipated.  Aho has not been able to ground Sky's high flying attack and move the action to the mat as I'm sure he and Melissa had planned.

BS:  As much as I hate to agree, Garrett, it does appear Sky is setting the pace.  Rumors had floated around that the SSN brass was concerned that Sky had not been to the gym as much as they would have liked before this match, but it seems obvious to me he's prepared well whether at the preferred SSN gym or not.

GM:  Sky still pressing the issue, sends Aho into the ropes but Aho baseball slides under Sky's attack.  Sky back into the far ropes, Aho readies with a backdrop, but Sky leapfrogs Aho.  The surprised Aho turns around.

BS:  Inverted Atomic Drop by Sky, Aho back to the mat and Sky slips on a side head lock, to finally slow the action.

GM:  Not for long as Aho slips the hold and grabs Sky from behind….. Huge Belly to back suplex from Aho, finally slowing what had been a relentless attack from the recent Cruiserweight champ.  Aho now pulls Sky to his feet, Hiiiiiiiigh vertical suplex crashes Sky back to the mat and Aho is up quickly pulling Sky back to his feet.  OHHHHHH, Sky right to the cheap low blow as Aho pressed the attack, Aho is down writhing in pain.  That's that old trick elbow of Sky's.  He's told me on numerous occasions that he would have a physician look at that as soon as his schedule permits.

BS:  Aho is rolling to the ring apron, he's apparently decided to take a little time out to talk it over with Melissa who walks to that side of the ring.

GM:  Aho, has passed on that time out Brett, apparently that would have been too smart an idea for his liking. He's going back in to take a little more of Sky's medicine,  but Sky is ready as he hits Aho with a spinning heel kick sending Aho spilling out onto the floor.

BS:  …. And Sky is out after him.  Sky Irish whips Aho into the guardrail and follows in, Monkey flip, he just monkey flipped Aho right out on the hard concrete.  Sky now has turned his attention to Melissa as she hot tails it to the far side of the ring.

GM:  You hit that on the head Brett, Melissa is a piece of hot tail.

BS:  That's not what I said.  Look out here comes Aho to our desk, he's just shoved Garrett to the floor and grabbed his chair.  Sky has his back turned to Evan, he's unaware that Aho has regained his feet, and grabbed a chair.

GM:  That Bastard, if he ever puts his hands on me again…..

BS:  You'll do what Garrett?

GM:  I'll….. I'lll um ….. I'll tell Eddy Love that's what I'll do.

BS:  Aho has dropped the chair and rolled back in the ring.  He just passed up an opportunity to really change the momentum,  but cheap shots have never been Aho's forte'.

GM:  That's a nice way of saying the buffoon isn't smart enough to take advantage of what's dealt him, right Brett?

BS:  No sir not right .  That's a way of saying Evan Aho is one of the truly good people in a sport full of bad one's.

GM:  Sky is now back in the ring to try and continue to dominate his old rival.

BS:  Aho gains the advantage off of the tie up.  He steps to the side wringing neck breaker sends Sky to the mat and Evan quickly presses the action applying an ankle lock.  Evan keeps the hold as he moves up the body and adds a cross face to the already painful hold.  Sky is screaming in pain.

GM:  Actually Brett if you listen closely Sky is offering for Aho to submit before he puts his embarrassing reverse on this poorly executed hold. That's the kind of sportsmanship that the SSN roster has displayed time and again.  See right there, Aho knew the reverse was imminent and released it.

BS:  So he did and now he moves in front of Sky,  BIG head and shoulder suplex sends Sky crashing to the mat.  Evan pulls him back to his feet, DDT and Sky is prone again.  Aho with the cover  1…2…. And Sky barely gets his shoulder up.  Aho brings Sky back to his feet, it looks as if he's preparing for the Samoan neckbreaker….

GM:  Sky counter perfectly by rolling him up in an inside cradle  1….2…. kickout.  Sky quickly back to his feet, Aho's offensive attack has done very little to wear down Sky.  Sky has applied the stretch plum.

BS:  Aho clearly in a lot of pain and far from the ropes.  Melissa is shouting instructions to Evan but he appears unable to find an escape to the very hold he forced Sky to submit with earlier this year.

GM:  Looks like he's about to find a way out as Evan has freed one of his hands up enough to get it to the hair of Sky Suicide.  You know what a hair puller Aho is.

BS:  Well I differ with your point but it does appear to be the easiest escape to the hold, but Evan has moved his hand back down off of the hair, and now he escapes with a hip toss.  Aho moves in wrenching in a rear chin lock on Sky, and finally the technical prowess of Evan Aho appears to be slowing the originally torrid pace Sky Suicide had set for this match.

(Cue up: Tina Turner "What's Love Got To Do With It"  out to the ramp walks Eddy Love.  Love has the SSN World title draped over his left shoulder.  He
strolls ringside.)

GM: Oh Baby, Business is about to heat up.

BS:  What is he doing here?  He has no place in this match.

GM:  He has clearly seen enough of Melissa and Aho's 2 on 1 tactics.

BS:  Melissa hasn't laid a hand on…. Oh never mind.  Evan has brought Sky back to his feet, now a standing chin lock, Evan's knee planted firmly in Sky's back really putting the pressure on.

GM:  Aho now sends Sky into the ropes,  Melissa grabs the foot of Sky causing him to drop face first into the canvass.

BS:  All three of the men are screaming at Melissa.  I understand why Eddy and Sky are upset, but what's Evan's beef.  Sky takes advantage of Aho's interaction with Melissa, moves in behind and executes a belly to back suplex.

GM:  He's now got Aho up and set for the Suicide Solution…. He's up and…..

BS:  AHO COUNTERS…… Evan was able to keep his momentum up and rolled over Sky's back and lands on his feet.  Sky is shocked, he turns around…..
Spinning heel kick… Aho with a page out of Sky's own playbook sends him reeling.  He's got Sky back up, inverted DDT… Aho has taken total control….
That's where a great counter wrestler like Evan has an advantage, he was seemingly being dominated and now has countered his way into complete control of the match.  Evan Has him up and delivers his version of the  Tiger Driver,  1…2…

(Eddy Love places Sky's foot on the ropes.)

GM:  Sky gets a foot on the ropes,  only Sky Suicide has the ring presence to get that foot over after Aho's Ecstasy move….. Very few have kicked out
of that one.

BS:  Ring Presence my foot, Eddy Love put that foot on the ropes…. And now it appears Evan has had enough of Love.  He's going out after him.

GM:  That would be like the mouse going after the cat and Aho knows it.  He may feign wanting a piece of Love but he's back in the ring now.

BS:  NO reason to take things up with Love now,  He's got Sky in lots of trouble.  Melissa is now on the ring apron protesting Love's part in the match but is being told the ref can't call what he didn't see.  Love takes the opportunity to slide in,  OH NO he just kicked Evan in the groin and Evan is down.  Sky hands Love something from his tights.

GM:  No he didn't.

BS:  Yes he did, and it's those damn gold knuckles Sky has been carrying around since he melted down the old EWI Cruiser title.

GM:  No it's not.  Eddy is just trying to keep peace until the ref can finish with Melissa.

BS:  Sky grabs Evan….. Love rares back…. YES Evan ducked and Love just nailed Sky Suicide…. He's busted wide open.   Aho scoops Love for an Exploder DDT.  Eddy is out of the ring,  Melissa like wise drops back to the floor after seeing the events take place.

GM:  This is not right,  Aho hit Sky with those knuckles while the ref had his back turned.

BS:  Aho scoops Sky…… running Power Bomb…. Hard to the mat.  Evan with the text book cover, hooks the leg   1….2…3.  Evan Aho has bested his rival
again, in a great match featuring back and forth action until Eddy Love's failed assist spelled Sky's demise.

WINNER:  Evan Aho


GM:  Speaking of demise…. Eddy is back in the ring, staring at Aho and Melissa who has joined him.  Now Aho is going to get what's coming.  Love and Sky start towards ….. what the hell???

BS:  Love just tagged Sky with those gold knuckles.  He's down and out.  Aho takes a step as if to stop Eddy, but Melissa whispered something to him and they leave the ring.

GM:  I never liked Sky Suicide.

BS:  Love has got Sky up …. HURRICANE PILEDRIVER…. Nobody delivers that spike piledriver like Eddy Love.

GM:  Give that loser another, Eddy.

(187, Saul A Dastardly and Marcus Gottfried come running ringside shouting at Love not to do it, as Eddy prepares him for another piledriver.)

BS:  And another…. Sky Suicide is out cold his right leg twitching as the other SSN members have now restrained the irate Love.

LOVE: (screaming)  I'm tired of being surrounded by losers, if you people cannot rise to my level, then you can run with Sky Suicide…..

BS:  The SSN team has herded Love to the back, as medics attend to his former amigo Sky Suicide.

GM:  I can't believe Eddy put up with that guy as long as he did.  I think it was Sky's constant cheating Love couldn't tolerate.  If Sky hadn't pulled those knucks out, I bet none of this would have happened.


(The camera switches to backstage area to show Nemesis walking through the halls moving his head around as if he's looking for somebody.  Suddenly Jimi Sinister pops out of no where and clotheslines the back of his head, Nemesis stumbles into a nearby water fountain.  Jimi heads towards Nemesis to do further damage, but Nemesis grabs him by the hair and rams his head into the fountain.  Sinister immediately drops to the ground, Nemesis throws the metal frame down  and walks off as Hellfigther and Ozzy rush onto the scene.

Nemesis:  déme respéteme!


(The scene cuts to a large dressing room backstage at Black Ice. Various chairs and sofas litter the moderately furnished room. Along one bland wall lies a long table, various foods and refreshments sitting upon it's surface.  Sitting in one of the few chairs at the table is ExE. He sits, eyes closed, mentally readying himself for his match. Without warning, the door of the dressing room burst open and Chris Lehew tears into the room wielding a bat, cracking ExE in the back of the head with it before ExE can react. ExE falls forward, half on the table, half on the ground, as Lehew continues with his beating. After a slamming his steel bat into ExE head and back for a short while, Lehew grabs him by the hair and slams him face first into the table.  He then slams him face first into the wall, letting go as soon as ExE hits.  ExE bounces off the wall and hits the ground, not moving. Lehew tosses the
bat onto the table and picks up one of the chairs, setting it more or less in front of ExE's motionless body. He lifts ExE up, and delivers a devastating 'Wergeld' (Samurai Driver), ExE's head breaking through the seat of the chair. Lehew glances down at ExE, then spits on him as he walks out of the room, rubbing his elbow. ExE lies motionless, chunks of chair and food covering his head and body, for quite some time until Inferno passes by the door.the same door Lehew entered through. Inferno passes the door, then stops, takes a step back, and enters. He strides right over to ExE, extending a hand.)

Inferno: Christ, man. What happened?

(ExE doesn't reply, but takes the hand, allowing Inferno help him up.)

Inferno: Lehew did this didn't he? Heh..

(As Inferno sneaks, his hand finds the bat on the table, clutching it. As soon as ExE is standing again, clutching his head, Inferno swings the bat into ExE's gut, sending ExE right back down to the ground.)

Inferno: That's gotta be rough.

(Inferno continues his assault, then throws ExE's limp body onto the table. He jumps onto the table himself, grabbing ExE. He lifts ExE into a powerbomb through the table, then leaves much the same way Lehew did, spitting on ExE as he leaves. Inferno strides down the hallway, glancing behind him for any signs of pursuit. As he does so, he runs into a man carrying a black duffel bag, knocking both of them down.)
 
Inferno: Oh hey, I'm sorry m--
 
(The man stands up, wiping a stray lock of hair from his face, revealing it to be Zero.)

Inferno: Oh this is perfect, I get to take care of two ungrateful sons of---
 
(Inferno is cut off by the steel chair wrapping over his skull. As Inferno crumples to the floor, his assailant, Chris Lehew stands, the remains of the chair dropping beside the prone man. Lehew and Zero lock eyes, neither moving.)
 
Lehew: Down to us now, 'Champ'.
 
Zero: I...I wouldn't have it any other way, Chris.
 
(Zero turns his back on Lehew, walking the other way as Lehew darkly sneers at the exiting Champion.)


BS: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our TV Title match pitting Zero, Inferno, ExE, and the only one of the four with a REAL name -- Chris Lehew -- in a Fatal Four Way match! As you saw earlier, Inferno and ExE were brutally attacked by Chris Lehew! Let's see what effect this will have on the outcome of the match!

GM: Lehew is my choice all the way, baby! I'm still standing behind my view that everyone in the SSN will walk away with a title tonight.

BS: Um, sure, Gary. Let's go to the ring!


TELEVISION TITLE MATCH

"The Southern Fox" Zero  vs.  Chris Lehew  vs.  Inferno  vs.  ExE
6'5", 253 lbs.  |  6'4", 220 lbs.  |  6'1", 210 lbs.  |  6'4", 240 lbs.
Charlotte, NC  |  Denver, CO  |  Pittsburgh, PA  |  Toronta, Canada
"Breed" - Nirvana  |  "Greed" - Godsmack  |    "Pollution" - Limp Bizkit  |  "Get Extreme"


Lehew goes straight after Zero, but he's cut off by ExE, who's obviously pissed at him. ExE nails Lehew in the face with a dropkick, sending the SSN member railing back. On the other side of the ring, Inferno locks up with his former friend, Zero. He whips Zero into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a lariat. Inferno pulls Zero up and takes him down with an arm drag. Meanwhile, ExE pummelling Chris Lehew with punches to the head. Inferno sees this and charges after ExE and delivers a mean-looking dropkick to the head, sending ExE sprawling between the ropes to the outside. Inferno pulls up Lehew and whips him into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline, but Lehew ducks it and takes Inferno down with a swinging neckbreaker. He then runs into the ropes and goes to drop an elbow on Inferno, but Zero bounds up and nails him with a clothesline from hell, sending Lehew tumbling to the outside!

BS: I have a feeling we're going to see things explode between Lehew and Zero before this things over!

Zero opts not to follow Lehew to the outside, but instead pulls Inferno up. Inferno starts to fight back with a few punches to the ribs and gains an advantage over Zero, sending him into the ropes.

GM: Inferno's fighting pretty good for a guy who was whacked upside the head with a chair a few minutes ago!

BS: Yeah, but if he's not careful, he may use all of his energy early on in this match!

Zero ducks a clothesline attempt and bounds off of the ropes with a cross-body block on Inferno. Meanwhile, outside of the ring, ExE is laying the boots into Chris Lehew, who has yet to have an opportunity to get up after being knocked to the outside. ExE pulls him up and whips him into the ring barrier. He follows up with a clotheline, knocking Lehew into the crowd. He grabs Lehew and delivers a DDT onto the concrete! He pulls Lehew up and tosses him back into the ringside area. Back in the ring, Zero takes Inferno down with a hip toss and a tumbling senton. Zero covers, but only gets a two count. He pulls Inferno up and kicks him in the gut. Pancake DDT by Zero!

BS: The Champ is dominating now!

GM: Way to point out the obvious, Bretley.

On the outside of the ring, ExE tosses Lehew towards the ring post, but Lehew reverses it and ExE smashes his nose right into the post. He turns around, a thin trail of blood trickling from his nose. He stumbles forward and Lehew catches him in a belly to belly overhead suplex. Lehew picks him up and rolls him into the ring. He follows closely behind and pulls him to his feet. He whips Lehew into the corner and delivers a knee to the gut followed by a DDT.

BS: Lehew covers, but the cover is broken by Zero!

GM: Why'd he do that?! Isn't this elimination rules?

BS: Who knows? With all that's going on between Zero and Lehew, Zero may not have his head on straight!

Zero grabs Lehew and whips him into the ropes, while Inferno goes to cover ExE, who is still down. Exe kicks out. Inferno lifts him up and whips him towards the ropes, but ExE reverses it and leapfrogs Inferno as he rebounds. And Lehew is coming from the opposite direction and they collide in the center of the ring! Zero and ExE simultaneously cover, but both of their opponents kick out after two! They pulls their opponents up and -- again simultaneously -- deliver vertical suplexes. ExE goes to cover Inferno, but Zero grabs him before he can and delivers a kick to the gut and a piledriver! Zero covers! One! Two! Kickout! Inferno jumps up and grabs Zero. He takes Zero down from behind with a reverse DDT and then goes after ExE. Inferno kicks ExE in the gut and delivers the Inferno Drop (powerbomb into turnbuckle)! Inferno covers! One! Two! Three!

BS: And ExE is eliminated! Looks like that attack earlier really affected him!

GM: What's this?! Inferno is up top!

BS: Asai moonsault on Zero! Inferno covers! One! Two! Thr-- LEHEW BREAKS IT UP!

GM: He wants that slacker all to himself!

Lehew pulls Inferno up and takes him down with a dragonscew leg whip. He then locks in a figure four! Zero gets to his feet and goes up top as Lehew keeps the hold locked. SENTON SPLAH onto Lehew AND Inferno!

BS: DEAR GOD! All three men are lying in the ring! Just look at the bodies!

The champ is the first to get up, followed by Inferno, who is visibly injured. He limps towards Zero and the two trade punches. Inferno miraculously gains the upper hand and lifts a knee into the gut of Zero. Release cradle DDT by Inferno! He kicks Zero while he's down and drops down for the cover, but Lehew breaks it up. Lehew whips Inferno into the ropes and takes him down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He then runs into the ropes himself, but Zero is up and pushes the ropes down, causing Lehew to tumble to the outside. Zero goes up top and is going for a missle dropkick just as Lehew gets to his feet, but Inferno knocks the ropes out from under him, causing the champ to be crotched on the top turnbuckle.

GM: Ooh! Yikes! Zero is gonna be singing like Tony tonight!

BS: Tony?

GM: Yeah. Soprano. Get it?

BS: Sheesh. Oh! Inferno knocks Zero off the turnbuckle with a killer lariat!

Inferno backs up and jumps out of the ring with a cross-body block onto Lehew and Zero!

GM: Lordy lordy! All three men are on the floor now!

Inferno is the first to get up, but he's hurt, due to his actions and the attack on him earlier. He pulls Lehew up and rolls him into the ring. He follows him in and as Lehew gets up, Inferno starts pummeling him with a series of fists, working him into the ropes. He pushes Lehew into the ropes, but Lehew reverses. Lehew goes for the clothesline, but Inferno ducks it and comes off of the ropes with a springboard somersault plancha, but Lehew catches him in a fallaway slam!! Lehew covers! One! Two! Thr-- kickout!

BS: Here comes the champion weilding a chair!

He swings after Lehew, but the referee grabs the chair from him. Zero turns to argue with the ref and while he does, Lehew uses the opportunity to take Zero down with an inverted DDT! Lehew covers, but Inferno nails him with a baseball slide off of the ropes. Zero then bounds up and nails Inferno with a spear. Lehew gets up and comes from behind with a bulldog on the champ! Lehew covers, but Zero gets a foot on the ropes. Inferno pulls Lehew up and clocks him with a punch to the face. Lehew stands stunned and Inferno runs into the ropes and comes off with a spinning heel kick. Zero comes after Lehew and glances at Inferno. Inferno nods and the two pick Lehew up into a double back drop! Inferno smiles at the fallen Lehew and goes to cover, but Zero nails him with a roundhouse drop kick! He goes to cover Inferno!

BS: Lehew is up! He grabs the chair and wallops Zero over the head!

GM: The ref didn't see it!

BS: Oh, yeah right!

Lehew covers Zero! One! Two! Zero kicks out!

BS: The champ is giving it his all here tonight!

Lehew pulls Zero up but is nailed from behind with a forearm smash from Inferno! Inferno pushes Lehew into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Lehew ducks it and hits Inferno with a headscissor take down! Lehew covers, but Inferno kicks out after two! Lehew pulls Inferno up and goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Inferno wiggles his way out of it and pushes Lehew's back, knocking him into the ropes. He kicks Lehew in the gut on the rebound and goes for a released German suplex! But Lehew lands on his feet and charges after Inferno! Irish whip by Lehew! Wergald (samaurai driver) by Lehew! He covers!

BS: One! Two! Three!

GM: Lehew does it! It's just down to him and Zero now!

Lehew gets up and turns around to confront Zero. Zero stumbles to his feet and gets a wide-eyed look on his face. Lehew charges him but Zero ducks it and drops Lehew over the top ropes to the floor. Zero with a springboard plancha from the ring to the outside! He pulls Lehew up and slams him head-first into the steel steps! He picks Lehew up and slams him face-first into the ring post and then into the security railing!

BS: Look at the intensity on Zero's face!!

The champ pulls Lehew up and rolls him into the ring. Instead of covering, he opts to lay the boots into Lehew. Zero goes up top! Moonsault on Lehew! Zero holds his side in pain and goes back up top.

GM: What's he doing?! Is he insane?!

BS: He might just be! Senton bomb from the top!

GM: There's nobody home! Lehew rolls out of the way!!

Lehew covers, but it too weak to keep Zero down. Lehew pulls Zero up and whips him into the ropes. Springboard moonsault by Lehew, but Zero catches him on his shoulder and delivers a shoulder breaker on Lehew! Lehew holds his arm in pain and Zero pulls him up. Zero nails him with a facebuster and goes for the cover, but Lehew kicks out! Zero pulls him up and whips him into the corner. Zero charges towards Lehew, but Lehew uses the turnbuckle to leapfrog himself over the oncoming Zero. Zero slams into the turnbuckle and Lehew drives a knee into his back. Lehew then whips Zero into the opposing turnbuckle and goes for a splash and nails it. Zero stumbles out of the corner and Lehew nails him with a swining bulldog!

BS: This is a war here ladies and gentlemen!

GM: Darn tootin'! There's a lot of history between these two!

Lehew pulls Zero up and whips him into the corner once again. He goes up top and pulls Zero up with him. Lehew goes for the superplex... but Zero blocks it! Super facebuster from the top!!!

BS: Good god! Both men are down!

Zero is the first to get up and he pulls Lehew to his feet. He whips Lehew into the ropes, and takes him out with a tornado DDT! Zero covers, but Lehew kicks out. Zero pulls Lehew up, but Lehew fights back with punches to the ribs. Zero blocks a punch and fights back with punches of his own.

BS: This has turned into an all out brawl!

Lehew is backed into the ropes by Zero, but before Zero can make a move, Lehew kicks him in the groin! Zero doubles over and Lehew hits a guillotine ace crusher! Lehew locks on the "Price is Pain" (sharpshooter)!!

BS: Zero's face is the very definition of pain right now! But he refuses to give up! He reaches for the ropes, but Lehew drags him back towards the center of the ring. Zero fights! MY GOD! He powers out of the hold!

GM: Look at Lehew's face! He's in shock!

Zero limps to his feet. Lehew goes after him, but Zero ducks a clothesline, and drives a knee into the gut of Lehew. He then whips Lehew into the ropes and goes into the opposing ropes. Lou Thesz press by Zero! He pummells the face of Lehew with right hands. Zero jumps up and waits on Lehew to get up. Zero charges. Double knee lift by Zero, followed by a flowmaster DDT!

BS: That's Zero Tolerance! Zero covers! One! Two!

GM: NO!

BS: YES! THREE!! ZERO WINS! The champion retains in what was an all out war!!!

GM: I don't think that Lehew's business with Zero is done yet though!

WINNER:  Zero (retains Television title)


BS:  That was excellent match for the Telelvision title, but something tells me Chris Lehew isn't going to want to be in the SSN locker room after that.

GM:  I don't want to talk about it.

BS:  More money lost, huh?

GM:  Shut up.

BS: Up next is a treat for the old-school EWI fans, and as the tech crew is lowering the THREE consecutive Hell in a Cells and is constructing the fence around it, that's right I'm talking about the LONG HARD ROAD OUT OF HELL!

GM: This match is sick! This match is repulsive! This match is satanic!

BS: This match is NEXT!


LONG HARD ROAD OUT OF HELL

The Reaver  vs.  Vadagar
6'3", 265 lbs.  |  6'5", 253 lbs.
Battle Creek, MI  |  ???
"Enter Sandman" - Motorhead  |  "Step Into The Light" - Dust For Life


The arena lights dim as several red spot lights shine over the LHROOH structure, ambient noise over the loudspeakers giving it an ominous presence.

GM: This is the match that nearly KILLED Kevin Powers!

BS: We'd like to remind our fans that since this match is NOT sanctioned by the SSN, it must be held in an undisclosed location, and for safety purposes, without an audience.

The opening music for the Insane Clown Posse's "Let's go all the way" begins as Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope appear and start to do the main lyrics of the song as the Reaver makes his presence known by holding his arms out in his signature "Crucifix" pose as the crowd pops nervously from the other arena, in anticipation of this hellacious match. The Reaver high fives both members of the ICP as the first chorus starts up as Kelly joins the Reaver and the two make their way down to the ring as the rest of the MA and the NNR follow behind.

BS: Ladies and Gentlemen, when the Reaver says he has a surpise, he's means it.

GM: Okay, but how many times will we have to see this hardcore garbage?

BS: If Erik Zeiba gets control again-every card.

GM: Da..

BS: Don't say it!

The ICP starts the next half of the song with "Never no sickness, no sickness, nobody has to die (has to die)" as the Reaver stands outside the bottom Cell and is about to enter when Kelly stops him from entering and

takes off her necklance and hands it to him as "Can you guess what this place is? Your future, make it a reality" is sung as the Reaver kisses Kelly and puts the necklance around his neck and enters the cage as Kelly goes over to where the other member of the Mechanical Animals and the Revolotion are standing as the song ends.

BS: There are no referees there, just a group of security guards, and I understand they're forcing MA and the NNR into the stands for safety during the match.

"Step into the Light" by Dust for Life cues up as Vadagar walks into the empty arena, locking eyes with Reaver from across the LHROOH structure. Vadagar walks first through the fence, which is locked behind him, and finally into the cage, which is also locked. Reaver and Vadagar stand on opposite ends of the arena as the red spot lights shut off, throwing the scene into darkness. With a loud whoosh, the flaming wall ignites on the outside, much to the delight of the fans in the other arena, watching on the Extreme Screen.

GM: I'm glad we're faaaar away from those idiots!

BS: For once Gary, I agree.

Vadagar and Reaver charge one another in the bottom cell, Vadagar tackling Reaver with a spear into the turnbuckles. With a sadistic smirk on his face he drives his fists into Reaver's sides over and over until the MA member slumps down into a sitting position. With a kick to the face for good measure, Vadagar rolls out of the ring, retrieving the ladder from underneath.

BS: For our fans at home, let us remind you of the rules of this match. The combatants must escape the Long Hard Road Out Of Hell by using that ladder to climb out of each Cell, and once at the top, they must use the zip cord to slide down past the wall of fire and scale the chain link fence to win. There are no rules, except survival.

Vadagar sets up the ladder in the center of the ring, under the hole in the ceiling of the Cell, but Reaver has gotten to his feet and dropkicks Vadagar into the ladder, the ladder landing on top of him. Reaver mounts the nearest ring post and flies off with a leg drop onto the ladder onto Vadagar!

GM: Son of a bitch!

BS: Reaver is insane!

Reaver rolls around the ring, clutching his legs as Vadagar lies motionless under the ladder. Reaver squirms to his feet, painfully lifting up the ladder and setting it up. Reaver slowly climbs the ladder, rung by rung, reaching the top step, he reaches up to pull himself into the next Cell, but Vadagar grabs him by the ankles, jerking his legs out from under him, his chin bouncing off three of the rungs.

GM: If I didn't hate these guys so much, I'd feel like puking!

BS: This is a twisted match, Garrett. For twisted people.

Vadagar leaves Reaver grasping his chin on the mat as he climbs the ladder, pulling himself into the next Cell. Reaver, a look of determination in his eyes, leaps to his feet and tears up the ladder after Vadagar. Glancing around his Cell, Vadagar grabs a nearby chair, placed their before the match along with other hardcore weaponry and holds it out in front of him, leaping face first through the hole, down the ladder in a steel-plated suicide dive that sends Reaver not only off the ladder, but into the unforgiving steel of the bottom Cell.

BS: Reaver's DEAD! NO WAY anyone could survive that!

GM: Calm down, Brett, I think he's alive. But whether or not he's able to win this match has yet to be seen.

Vadagar is lying on his back on the mat, staring upward with a bizarre grin on his face. He pulls himself to his feet and slowly begins climbing the ladder and once more pulls himself into the second Cell. After taking a moment to rest, he reaches down through the hole and begins to pull the ladder up, but to his surprise, Reaver is there, pulling the other end!

GM: It's a tug of war!

Vadagar strains with all his might to pull the ladder up, but can't manage to break Reaver's grip. Reaver lets go, the ladder flying up and blasting Vadagar in the face before slamming back down beside Reaver. Reaver sets up the ladder and climbs into the second Cell as Vadagar lies half-unconscious on the mesh of the Cell. Reaver pulls the ladder into the Cell, lifting it high into the air and slamming it down on the fallen Vadagar.

BS: This is brutal! This match could and probably WILL end both of their careers!

Glancing around the cell, Reaver grabs a nearby 2x4 and breaks it over Vadagar's exposed head. He lifts up the ladder, setting it up inside the second Cell. He slowly climbs, reaching the top and pulls himself up into the third Cell.

GM: Reaver's almost there!

BS: Don't be so sure Gary, the Road is just beginning.

Reaver surveys the final Cell with his eyes, noting the miscellaneous weaponry scattered about, suddenly he falls flat on his face. Vadagar has snuck up behind him on the ladder and jerked his feet out from under him again. Vadagar climbs into the cell, selecting a sledgehammer from the far corner and blasts Reaver in the face with it.

GM: Oh lord, why can't this match just END!

Vadagar sets up the ladder and flies up it, pulling himself onto the top of the LHROOH structure, he pulls the ladder up with him.

BS: Vadagar has the ladder! There's no way Reaver can win this now!

Vadagar laughs down at the recovered Reaver, waving the ladder.

GM: Well, this one's over now, becau-- oh my god, is Reaver doing what I think he's doing?

BS: He is! He's climbing the Cell from the inside with his bare hands!

Reaver scales the side of the Cell as Vadagar looks on with disbelief. Upon reaching the top of the side, Reaver swings onto the ceiling, climbing across as if it were monkey bars.

GM: I don't belive this!

BS: I don't think Vadagar does either!

Vadagar merely stands, frozen with shock as Reaver hoists himself onto the top of the final Cell with him. Reaver smirks, gives Vadagar the finger and nailing a Falcon Arrow Piledriver.

BS: The Death Warrant!

The Reaver carefully walks across the top of the LHROOH structure, towering over the arena floor. He crosses to the zip cord and grabs on. He's about to push off when Vadagar grabs onto his ankle.

GM: Holy crap!

Reaver is sliding down the cord with Vadagar hanging from his leg! Reaver aims a few kicks at Vadagar, but he manages to swing out of the way. Eventually, the two men touch down on the other side of the flaming wall, the fire giving an atmospheric affect to their battle.

BS: This is it, ladies and gentlemen, the last leg of the Road!

Vadagar grabs Reaver by the head and DDTs him onto a nearby trash can, the steel wrenching upward as The Reaver's head connects. Vadagar moves toward the fence, but out of nowhere, The Reaver crashes into Vadagar with a shopping cart full of hardcore items!

GM: Where the hell did THAT come from!

Vadagar tumbles head first into the cart as Reaver charges toward the flaming wall, still pushing the cart. He lets go and the shopping cart flies straight into the fire, bursting into flames, Vadagar and all.

GM: NO!

Reaver spits toward the flaming cart and scales the chain-link fence and reaches the top, jumping down to the other side and wins.

Wiiner:  The Reaver


BS: This was a great, if not awe-inspiring match put on by these two competitors!

{"Burn" by Nine Inch Nails is going on over the PA system when all of a sudden members of Vadagar's SOLDIERs attack the Reaver while two other Midgar troopers bust open the fence and run over to the shopping cart, fire-extinguishers in hand. They extinguish Vadagar and help him to his feet. Disturbingly, Vadagar seems only agitated by being on fire and they begin beating down the Reaver. After a few moments, Blade and Jimi Sinister leap out of the stands and try to help the Reaver, only to be beaten down by the Midgar group. Kelly tries to get past Vadagar, but the dark warrior grabs her roughly by the arm and is handed a mic by one of the Midgar SOLDIERs as the others hold the Reaver and force him to watch.}

Vadagar: Marcus, I told you that I would make her pay and now, you are going to watch as I do just that.

{Vadagar tosses the mic and turns towards Kelly when suddenly a metal pipe slams hard into the shoulders of Vadagar, causing him to let go of Kelly, who along with Hellfighter and Storm, help the Reaver. The camera then shows us a woman in her late twenties-Katrina-who is wielding the metal pipe. After Katrina nails Vadagar she backs up, as she does the camera turns to Angelus who's directly behind her. Before she knows what's heppening Angelus puts his gloved right hand over her mouth and begins to drag her to the parking lot as Vadagar and his men exit through the crowd. Angelus drags the girl to the parking lot where he reaches into his leather coat and pulls out handcuffs, he handcuffs Katrina and then turns her around. He pulls some ducktape out of the car then puts it over her mouth as he removes his hand and forces her into the back seat. Angelus speeds away much to everyones shock}

GM: Ooookay.

BS: That was different.

{MA and NNR chase after Angelus in vain as Reaver straggles behind, trying to get his bearings. Suddenly, a much perturbed Cole Steele sprints into the empty arena and clocks Reaver in the face with a chair. He lays the boots to Reaver mercilessly before slamming the chair over his head once more. Cole is about to blast Reaver once more when out of nowhere, Marc Robinson tackles Cole, knee-dropping him in the face. He picks up the fallen chair and hits Reaver in the head with it, followed by Cole. He grins to no one in particular and sprints back out. A few seconds later, Chris Lehew runs out and helps Cole to his feet, helping him to the back. Reaver manages to pull himself to his feet and wipe enough blood out of his eyes to stumble out.}

BS:  Folks, we'll be right back!


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