Live from the Forum in Los Angeles, CA
Welcome XTREMERS, FANS, or even FIRST TIMERS. XTREME WRESTLING FEDERATION welcomes you to this the annual December pay per view, X-MAS XTREME! LIVE on this 2011's Christmas Day! Hosted by XWF's own Guest General Manager DOMINATOR! Tonight we will crown an X-MAS XTREME Champion, who will face the World Champion at SNOW JOB, we will also find out who enters 2012 as the XWF's FULL OWNER! Will JONATHYN BROWN's choice of HARDCORE SMITTY facing off against current Owner FUZZ, be enough to bring back home the glory JONATHYN BROWN has bestowed on XWF in the history? We can only tell, with time, and that time is NOW!!! Ladies, gentlemen, people of all ages, and those that probably don't even care.... X-MAS XTREME... IS NOW!!!
Theme music for the show plays, and fireworks spit off exposing the entranceway, ring and the new XTRON for XWF for this pay per view- X-MAS XTREME. Colors of red, blue, yellow and green decorate the air as pyrotechnics shine in the arena. The entranceway decorated with wrapping paper and ribbons, the XTRON designed with Christmas lights and to the right of the entrance is a large 20 foot by 20 foot box, design with wrapping paper with swirls and lines as everyone points and takes pictures of it lights shine around the arena and the music theme stops. The silence broken instantly with a voice over statement.
MALE VOICE: Forgive me, for the lack of papyrus essence speech, but this is X-MAS XTREME, merely just minutes from the unveiling of the perseverance, character, character and hope that is V.
Lights shine left and right, search lights about the arena as all the fans are following to see if they will find anyone. Maybe Batman, maybe Green Ranger, or even maybe a returning XWF Superstar that could bring to the glory that is XWF's last pay per view.
MALE VOICE: Search all you want, I know no one will guess who I am. Fixate yourself on the box to the right of the entranceway, it's your present XWF. Tonight is all about being a SECRET SANTA. Well to you all, I grace your hands with this, BUT oh wait- you can not open this present until later. We need to start the show. But I know it's hard to have hope, hope for this age, inside XWF. Everyone coming and going, but don't fear! I am here- and when I peel away this mask, I will finally be sure to get my justification for being absent.
The lights shine on a banner being draped over the top of the edge of the 20 by 20 box.
MALE VOICE: Could I be SPICE ONE? Could I be... PETER GILMOUR? COULD I BE GOLDEN BOY!? No I wouldn't exactly go that far, but one of those names is a quite possibility. I always never liked leaving XWF, this always felt like home. When I am gone, it always seems to be calling to me. Yes, in the times when I am gone, XWF calls to me. But what does it call XWF?
The banner drops and reveals the calling of XWF to everyone watching world wide and from the back.
MALE VOICE: Yes ladies and gentlemen. XWF calls hopeless to me. They need me, they want me- I am the saving of the lamb. You're all rams in the thicket and I am the Angel of the Lord. Archangel maybe? No that's excessive. I can not be fooled but your empty guesses, because think about it very closely- XWF; perseverance, character, character and hope. You've been calling- but I won't answer. I will call my Saints, and my Saints will hunt on the weak and futile. We will end you XWF. You are hopeless. But before I finish, and let the show begin, I just would like to know.... YOU MAD, brethren?
A laugh is heard, and the banner is dropped, ripping the 20 by 20 foot wall on the present, tearing the wrapping to reveal another wrapping of that same hopeless image this time, the face isn't Alfred E Newman, it's of the RIDDLED being. Anonymous with a face of V, from the movie. That mask that is infamous by Archangel- DANIEL MALCOLM. But don't be fooled. It may not be your faithful BOONDOCK SAINT.
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--X-MAS X-TREME FINALS
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--For ownership of the XWF--
MAIN EVENT
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--Standard Match--
X-Mas X-Treme kicks off in the backstage area, where we see the 2011 LORD OF THE RING JOSE CHAVEZ preparing for his match. He is tying up his boot laces, looking pumped up for his upcoming World Title Match. Suddenly, the door bursts open. JOSE stands up immediately. MIGHTY KID steps into view. Cheers can be heard from the arena.
MIGHTY KID: Relax, CITIZEN CHAVEZ. I have no issues with you. You won the LORD OF THE RING match fair and square. As angry as I was at the time, I want you to know that I have no regrets. And I just wanted to say Congratulations for your victory.
JOSE CHAVEZ seems stunned.
CHAVEZ: Thank you. I appreciate it.
MIGHTY KID: Not a problem, but you should not take RJ PALMER lightly. I have faced him in the past and he is not a pushover! He IS the World Champion, after all.
CHAVEZ: I know that!
MIGHTY KID: But I just want you to know, I will be rooting for you in this match. I’ve got your back. If the antagonist RJ PALMER tries to screw you out of victory, then rest assured I will be there. I guess what I am saying is that I’ve got your back.
CHAVEZ looks stunned once again as MIGHTY KID extends his arm out to CHAVEZ, who takes a hold of it and shakes it firmly.
MIGHTY KID: You are on the path to righteousness, my friend. And I want you to know that if you want to “ASCEND TO DEFEND” like me, then I will be more than happy to help you in your quest for Justice and Liberty.
CHAVEZ: I get what you mean. Thanks.
Without another word, MIGHTY KID steps out of view, grinning at JOSE CHAVEZ as he leaves.
NIO is seen showing up to the arena. He gets out of his car.
HARDCORE: HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!
NIO is slightly startled by HARDCORE SMITTY.
NIO: Thanks SMITTY!
HARDCORE: Here! These things are for you!
HARDCORE SMITTY hands NIO three gifts! NIO unwraps one. It’s a plastic shield. He looks at SMITTY.
NIO: What is this for?
HARDCORE: It’s a shield! I don’t want DARK SHADOW SOUL PUNCHING you anymore. We need you around NIO. You are the next big star here in the XWF!
NIO: Oh.. Okay…
NIO unwraps the next gift. It’s a trilogy set of the Matrix!
HARDCORE: You looked like you were a fan so I got you the blue ray special editions!
NIO throws it into his car. The last box is rather large. NIO puts it on the ground and rips it open. He pulls out a chainsaw!
NIO: And I need a chainsaw why?
HARDCORE: Everybody needs a chainsaw!
NIO: Riiiight… Thanks!
HARDCORE SMITTY shakes his hand and heads off. NIO looks around and throws the chainsaw in a trash can.
NIO: Yeah… Everybody needs a chainsaw… If you are Canadian. Stupid bastard.
CHARLOTTE gets back up to his feet. DOUBLE G rolls across the mat slowly, but SCOTT CHARLOTTE lifts him up. DOUBLE G suddenly catches him around the waist, throwing SCOTT over the top of him with a Belly To Belly Suplex, SCOTT CHARLOTTE holds his back in pain as he lands, but DOUBLE G goes right back after SCOTT CHARLOTTE. He drags him up to his feet before Irish Whipping him into the corner. DOUBLE G rams his shoulder into the gut of SCOTT CHARLOTTE once…twice… three times, before Irish Whipping him with authority into the opposite corner. DOUBLE G charges at full speed towards CHARLOTTE, who gets the elbow up, striking DOUBLE G in the face. CHARLOTTE comes back with a kick to mid section, followed quickly by an Axe Kick which looks like it finds its mark, but DOUBLE G catches SCOTT leg behind the back of his neck and begins to wrench on it in a Modified Half Crab. SCOTT CHARLOTTE’S body is twisted around as DOUBLE G applies the pressure. SCOTT CHARLOTTE quickly elbows DOUBLE G in the groin area, causing him to release the hold! SCOTT drags himself away from DOUBLE G, slowly picking himself up off the mat. DOUBLE G regains his composure and goes right after SCOTT CHARLOTTE once again. SCOTT and DOUBLE G grab each other spinning around but releasing. DOUBLE G and SCOTT begin punching trading off lefts and then trading off rights! SCOTT drops backwards from the effects of a right and then a left! DOUBLE G leaps and dropkick! But SCOTT bounces back to his feet and dropkick of his own! DOUBLE G and SCOTT stand and face each other and the crowd erupts into cheers. The motion of each to get position builds the tension of the cheering from the fans as suddenly SCOTT leaps forward grabbing DOUBLE G, trying to arch himself to belly to belly DOUBLE G but DOUBLE G blocks it with his feet! DOUBLE G reverses grabbing the arm of SCOTT spinning it and throwing it behind SCOTT's back! DOUBLE G wrenches up and out as SCOTT screams in pain as the referee stands near. SCOTT steps forward and then back dropping DOUBLE G down to the mat, releasing his arm as SCOTT fires forward to the ropes and back towards DOUBLE G who is standing up. SCOTT drops DOUBLE G with a clothesline! SCOTT covers and the referee counts.. ONE... T.. NO DOUBLE G gets a shoulder up! SCOTT stands up tossing DOUBLE G into the corner, after a large elbow to the side of DOUBLE G's head, SCOTT grabs DOUBLE G and whips him across the ring. DOUBLE G hammers into the corner stumbling out, as SCOTT CHARLOTTE flies out striking DOUBLE G with a shoulder block! DOUBLE G drops to the mat and bounces to the ropes, allowing DOUBLE G to roll out for a break. The referee begins his count as DOUBLE G walks from the ring towards the commentary tables. DOUBLE G stretches himself and turns back to the ring, ONE... TWO... SCOTT gets outside of the ring, and swings at DOUBLE G but DOUBLE G ducks. THREE... SCOTT swings again after spinning about, and DOUBLE G ducks as well. DOUBLE G grabs SCOTT and whips SCOTT towards the steel steps! CRASH! The referee slides outside of the ring to yell at DOUBLE G! But DOUBLE G shrugs him off trying to break up the tension, as DOUBLE G goes over and grabs SCOTT rolling him into the ring. DOUBLE G continues, as the referee breaks his count at FOUR. DOUBLE G crawls over SCOTT, and the referee counts.. ONE… TWO… NO! SCOTT gets his shoulder up.
DOUBLE G stands up and pulls SCOTT to his feet swinging SCOTT about and dropping him with a swinging neckbreaker! DOUBLE G sits up and turns locking a rear naked choke onto SCOTT, trying to wean the energy from SCOTT, as SCOTT tries to wiggle free but is stuck for now. DOUBLE G has that naked choke on tightly as the referee checks with SCOTT, but he wants to continue. SCOTT tries to move and crawl, but DOUBLE G moves with and SCOTT fights to his knees and SNAPMARE! DOUBLE G flips forward dropping to his back and SCOTT stumbles backwards sizing up DOUBLE G! DOUBLE G stands and SCOTT charges, but DOUBLE G reverses and locks SCOTT up dropping him with a belly to belly slam! SCOTT bounces hard to the mat, and DOUBLE G covers SCOTT quickly and the referee counts.. ONE..TWO... NO! KICKOUT! SCOTT fights away from DOUBLE G and DOUBLE G looks frustrated. DOUBLE G stands up, grabbing SCOTT pulling him to the ropes whipping him across as DOUBLE G grabs up SCOTT but SCOTT flips over the back of DOUBLE G and BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX! SCOTT IS DONE! Belly to back suplex again! SCOTT rises pulling up DOUBLE G with and belly to back suplex again!
SCOTT stands up screaming like a beast! DOUBLE G is out as it looks and the fans in the crowd rise to their feet thinking maybe MIYOKO will come cheer on DOUBLE G, but nothing as of yet! SCOTT stands up the unsure DOUBLE G and lifts DOUBLE G into the air for a standing vertical suplex! DOUBLE G bounces and rolls out of the ring again and down to the outside laying on the mats! SCOTT bounces himself rolling towards the corners propped up and pulling himself to the top turnbuckle, standing on his feet. The referee holds back SCOTT and turns to count out DOUBLE G, ONE... TWO.... SCOTT doesn't want to win this way, he won't get the title. SCOTT pushes past the referee and goes out onto the apron. THREE... FOUR... DOUBLE G slowly stirs and rips at the matted floor peeling it away from the cement, as he stands! FIVE... SCOTT leaps off the apron towards DOUBLE G and DOUBLE G catches SCOTT spinning about and SPINEBUSTER!
DOUBLE G stands up and leans onto the apron, as SCOTT arcs his back in pain from that cold cement flooring! SIX! SEVEN.... and DOUBLE G rolls into the ring! DOUBLE G holding his upper back and neck in pain fighting it back as he rolls to his knees and then to a standing position. EIGHT... NINE.... SCOTT stands and slides into the ring to beat the count! DOUBLE G turns and SCOTT leaps to his feet and SUPERKICK! DOUBLE G drops and SCOTT drops as well. THEY BOTH LOOK OUT COLD. SCOTT face down on the mat and DOUBLE G spread eagle staring at the rafters, only wishing he'd had some cheers. The referee checks on both men, and then begins his count. ONE.... TWO.... NEITHER MEN MOVE! THREE... FOUR... suddenly SCOTT pushes himself up to a kneeling position. SCOTT crawls over to DOUBLE G, who is stirring but not enough to be a big deal. FIVE... SIX... SCOTT grabs onto the boot of DOUBLE G and DOUBLE G rolls to the side trying to grab onto SCOTT... SEVEN... EIGHT... DOUBLE G moves to his knees and SCOTT kneels up as they're both up.. SMALL PACKAGE! SCOTT is on top! The referee counts... ONE...TWO.... WAIT! DOUBLE G REVERSES! ONE...TWO.. WAIT! SCOTT throws himself to the side, reversing it yet again! ONE...TWO....THREE!
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DOUBLE G and SCOTT CHARLOTTE stare at one another, intensity shown in both their eyes. As the referee calls for the bell to start the match, CHARLOTTE pounces on DOUBLE G knocking him down. Just as he had done at LORD OF THE RING, he begins to choke DOUBLE G. The referee then yells at CHARLOTTE to stop 1..... 2.... 3..... 4.... SCOTT CHARLOTTE releases DOUBLE G. DOUBLE G slowly gets back up to his feet, not letting CHARLOTTE out of his sight. SCOTT CHARLOTTE goes for a Roundhouse Kick, but DOUBLE G ducks beneath it. He catches SCOTT CHARLOTTE with a Side Waistlock, before suddenly throwing him with a Side Suplex. DOUBLE G goes on the offensive, working away at SCOTT CHARLOTTE with some boots to the chest. SCOTT CHARLOTTE catches DOUBLE G’S leg and attempts to lock in an Anklelock, but DOUBLE G stomps on CHARLOTTE’S hand, quickly ending that idea. DOUBLE G with the Elbow Drop to the chest, before grabbing SCOTT CHARLOTTE’S arm and goes to lock in an Armbar, but SCOTT CHARLOTTE quickly rolls out of harms way beneath the bottom rope and onto the ring apron. DOUBLE G gets back up to his feet and goes after CHARLOTTE, who is now stood on the ring apron, but SCOTT CHARLOTTE drives his shoulder between the ropes and into DOUBLE G’S gut. SCOTT CHARLOTTE springs over the top rope, rolling across DOUBLE G’S back. He goes for a German Suplex, but DOUBLE G holds onto the rope. SCOTT CHARLOTTE clubs on DOUBLE G’S back a couple of times, before going for the German Suplex again, this time it connects. SCOTT CHARLOTTE bridges for a pin… ONE… TWO… KICKOUT by DOUBLE G.
STEVE SAYORS: Ladies and gentlemen, STEVE SAYORS here--
Before SAYORS finishes, a hand comes in and swipes the mic from him. The camera zooms out and we see NIO, garbed in his ring attire, shades adorned on his face. Behind him lies his manager, MIYOKO KAWASHIMA, a hand on his shoulder. The X-Treme Title rests on the opposite shoulder. NIO looks at SAYORS.
NIO: Get out.
STEVE walks off camera. The camera resituates itself solely on NIO, who takes his shades off and hands them to MIYOKO.
NIO: NICK....RYAN...as we hang with our managers for the next hour or so...we have only but to look at the past and the background of this match, to realize how important it is. I'm the X-Treme Champion...but I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you...for being, and this is a true, honest to the unknown fact, thank you...for being the single worst...all around wrestler in the history...of the entirety...of the XWF's existance. You can't wrestle worth s--t...the only things you say are words that are cliched and overused...and the insults you bring upon me...are the same things said by enemies before you. Wanna know what happened to them?
NIO pauses to adjust his title.
NIO: 20 of them lost...23 of them won, not including your triple threat win...that's something we have in common. Our losses outdo our wins, but the difference between THAT...I've faced everybody I've gone against head on...and in the course of 8 months...I've racked up the respect of everybody on this roster...everybody but you, but that's okay, I don't need your respect. In case you can't figure it out NICK...I don't like you, hell NOBODY likes you! MIYOKO doesn't like you, DANTE doesn't like you, RJ doesn't like you, the SUICIDE KINGS, I'm pretty damn sure they don't like you, the only person who seems to have some sort of fascination, and is blinded enough to think you're worthy of a shot at MY title, not yours, MY...title...is Mr. General Manger Jonathyn Brown, but it's okay NICK...this'll be your last chance.
NIO grabs the title off his shoulder with the opposite hand, and holds it up to the camera.
NIO: You make a viable point in the fact that I didn't pin you last Wednesday, thus, I didn't beat you...but you also fail to realize...that I DID beat you...to claim this title, and in your usual irrelevant blabbering you failed to remember that you have yet to pin me. You also fail to realize that I've made it clear MIYOKO is the reason I'm where I'm at. You also fail to realize that I pre-dic-ted...familiar word for you, I know that much...I predicted that you would call me out on that Page Plant, when newsflash you f--king idiot, I didn't even attack you, because I didn't need to, I've already proved I'm better than you when I won this title, anything after that is you trying to prove you're better than me. The thing about that NICK...
NIO puts the title back on the shoulder.
NIO:...is that I'm the greatest wrestler in the XWF today. You can doubt it all you want, but the list of names that have fallen to my feet, contain the only superstars that should matter: Reboot stars. This is a RE-BOOT! Not a retirement club! This isn't a home for people who've had their time, but have squandered it, to come back and try and run rough shot over the new blood because they think they're easy, well, once again, newsflash you f--king idiot: we're not that easy to beat, as you can attest to...when it comes to me. So you can sit, or stand, or meander, or pace wherever the hell you're at with your "masked man"...it won't make a damn difference in the end. I'm better than you. I'm better than you five years ago. I'm better than you...tonight.
Once again, NIO pauses to breathe in and out.
NIO: The only thing this match proves is that you have to bitch and moan to be successful...well...and here's the third one...newsflash...you f--king idiot...no amount of bitching and moaning will rescue you when you're lying back first on the mat...with your blood pouring down the side of your head. Never should've let me fire the first shot...because my first shots...are one...hit...kills.
He then drops the mic and walks off camera with MIYOKO right behind him.
We see a guy standing in the halls with a cell phone in hand. The phone rings and he looks at it. When he puts the phone up to his ear we finally see his face. It is the face of ANDY DEABS. He answers the phone.
ANDY: Hey boss. I am finally here back in the XWF. Don’t worry; our plan will be set in motion very soon. I need to have him think that I am not even a threat to him at first and then when it all happens he will finally be ours. That is what you want right?
At that moment STEVE SAYORS walks up behind him. He taps ANDY on the shoulder. ANDY turns around with his fist raised like he was ready to punch him. When ANDY notices that who it is he lowers his fist.
ANDY: I will give you call back boss.
ANDY hangs up the phone and just looks at STEVE.
ANDY: What the hell do you want STEVE? Couldn’t you tell that I was in the middle of an important phone call?
STEVE: Not really ANDY. I just heard that you were here and I had to ask you a few questions?
ANDY: What the hell kind of questions are you talking about?
STEVE: First off, Are the rumors true that you are coming back to compete in the XWF?
ANDY: If I am here then I obviously must be coming back to compete. Why else would I be here you dumbass.
STEVE just looks at ANDY for a moment shocked at how much ANDY has changed since he was here a few years ago.
STEVE: Why did you decide to come out of retirement to come back and compete here? I thought you said that you would never step foot in a ring again?
ANDY: I am here for one reason and one reason only. That is to kick some ass and take names. Plus, there is one person in particular that my boss would love to have on his side with me.
STEVE: Who would that person be?
ANDY just looks at STEVE with a look asking STEVE if he is stupid.
ANDY: I would never reveal that. My boss would kill me if I would reveal the name of my target. I don’t want him to know what is coming after him. I am the man that can get the job done. I will see you later STEVE. I have to go and call my boss back after you made me hang up on him.
STEVE: Nice talking to you again ANDY.
ANDY walks off away from STEVE as he puts his phone back up to his ear.
"Sweet Child o Mine" blasts out on the PA, and as the familiar guitar riff rings out, NIO and MIYOKO KAWASIMA step out onto the stage. NIO is wearing his trademark black trenchcoat. He stands still before looking out at the crowd, a smirk across his face. He then looks down and folds his arms in a mock prayer, smirking towards his manager. After that, he shouts out "Time to Rectify!" He then begins to walk to the ring, ignoring the fans who attempt to hit him in some fashion. After a long walk to the ring, he takes the steps up before going in between the top and middle ropes, holding them open for MIYOKO to enter alongside him. When in the ring, he takes his jacket off, giving it to a cameraman at ringside. He then goes to a nearby turnbuckle, climbing it and raising his fists to the sky, slowly. After earning the ire of the fans, he smirks. MIYOKO encourages him to descend as NICK RYAN walks out onto the stage as “Hero” by Skillet plays. NICK RYAN stops at the top of the entrance ramp, holding out his arm in a welcoming and introductory manner towards the curtain…
NIO and MIYOKO are in shock as somebody steps out onto the stage…
HE’S REALLY HERE!!!
JAYZON WILLIAMZ, the XWF LEGEND, is NICK RYAN’S MANAGER!? JAYZON shouts some words on encouragement to NICK RYAN, who slides into the ring and immediately moves towards NIO, getting right in his face. The referee separates the two and calls for the bell, with both managers still in the ring…
RYAN holds his head, talking to JAYZON WILLIAMS, and NIO discusses with NIO. NIO and RYAN walk to the center of the ring and lock up, in a collar elbow tie up forcing each other back and forth, but RYAN forces the pressure on that injured arm of NIO, making that suppose to be the stronger of the two arms and NIO can't! So RYAN pushes NIO backwards into the ropes and whips NIO towards the corner and NIO drops flying shoulder first into the iron ring post!! NIO whinces out and drops to the apron and outside of the ring! NIO holds the shoulder and bicep area and rolls about on the outside. MIYOKO hurries to the fallen NIO and tries to give some much needed help as NICK RYAN walks to the ropes and JAYZON creeps around the ring post. MIYOKO takes a stance waving on JAYZON but JAYZON laughs it off, pointing for MIYOKO to get her wrestler to his feet or NICK RYAN would just handle it. MIYOKO insults JAYZON trying to get JAYZON to get involved, but JAYZON just laughs off MIYOKO again. JAYZON isn't going to turn his back to MIYOKO knowing fully well MIYOKO would attack. NIO rises up and RYAN grabs the head of NIO- through the ropes and thrusts NIO forward and AGAIN!!! That shoulder of NIO... BBBIIIINNNNNGGG!!!! NIO bounces off that ring post, hitting it with his injured shoulder! NIO stumbles off to the barricade, and NICK RYAN follows suit.
NIO spins and throws his injured arm backwards hitting NICK RYAN!!! NICK RYAN drops to the matted floor and JAYZON WILLIAMS sees the damage and yanks NICK RYAN quickly around the side of the ring, pulling RYAN to his feet. MIYOKO grabs onto NIO because NIO wants to follow in pursuit but MIYOKO has an idea. MIYOKO drops down and NIO drops, as JAYZON tries to look to see where they went. MIYOKO grabs a kendo stick from under the ring and tells NIO to flank around the ring, MIYOKO sits on her bottom just around the ring post. JAYZON is still trying to look over the ring mat and trying to see where they competitors went. JAYZON travels slowly over to the ring, and JAYZON peeks back to RYAN who has gathered himself from the back hand slash elbow to the jaw. JAYZON also tells RYAN to flank around the ring, but RYAN doesn't try to be stealthy, and just hurries around the ring, NIO is asking the fans at each step how much further can he go. NIO stops, but RYAN rushes around and just at the last second. When JAYZON peeks around the corner and RYAN jumps around the corner- on the opposite ends of the ring- NICK RYAN is speared! And JAYZON is SMACKED! MIYOKO levels JAYZON with the kendo stick and NIO levels RYAN with a spear! The referee climbs out of the ring to check on what's going on with the wrestlers, and steps off to the corner to peek at MIYOKO and JAYZON. NIO covers RYAN quickly as the surprise surely knocked something out of RYAN, and the referee slides over to count... ONE...TW.. NO!! RYAN kicks out, and shakes himself free standing holding his ribcage. NIO follows stand and slamming rights and lefts into the wheeling RYAN!
RYAN turns and starts firing punches back but NIO overpowers, as the momentum has shifted towards the Champion. NICK RYAN hurries and slides into the ring! Rolling away from the edge of the ring, but NIO reaches under the ring, and grabs the XTREMELY dangerous garbage can full of XMAS XTREME PRESENTS!!! NIO launches the garbage can inside the ring and slides in after it. RYAN stands up grabbing a broom handle from the inside of it, and NIO grabs up the can lid from the spillage inside the ring. RYAN swings for the balcony but NIO blocks the swing with the shield like lid! RYAN swings again and NIO drops down ducking and flings up smacking that lid into the face of NICK RYAN!!! RYAN stumbles backwards dropping the broom stick handled. NIO charges dropping NICK RYAN with a forearm smash- sandwiching that garbage can lid between his own forehead and face of NICK RYAN! NICK RYAN drops to the mat and NIO drops the lid, and wiggles his arm from the shots of pain shooting through his arm. HIS INJURED ARM AT THAT.
NIO reaches down to the garbage can and rummages through the contains. MIYOKO is asking him for a list of things. JAYZON rises from behind MIYOKO and grabs onto her around her waist hooking her and launching her backwards for a painful german suplex!!! MIYOKO's head and neck snap into the barricade as her knees smack along the top of the barricade as well!! JAYZON spins about to look at the fallen manager. A few choice words are heard from JAYZON to MIYOKO!! JAYZON stands up and turns.... IT'S NIO!!! NIO is punching JAYZON WILLIAMS!!! It looks serious!! NIO is close fit punching JAYZON WILLIAMS! JAYZON stops NIO and starts punching back and they're really going at it. NICK RYAN comes to his feet inside the ring, and sees the opportunity. The veteran inside RYAN sends RYAN out to the timekeeper's area for a steel chair. JAYZON WILLIAMS grabs onto NIO whipping NIO towards the steel steps but NIO blocks and reverses it sending JAYZON WILLIAMS towards the steel steps CRASH!!!!
JAYZON bounces off those steps and DIGITIZE!!! RIGHT ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!! JAYZON is out cold!! NIO spins quickly and hurries to his fallen manager. MIYOKO still out from the horrible german suplex that could have broken her neck! NIO is cuddling her trying to get her to make a move or make anything- MIYOKO completely looks jetlag- dazed and confused. NIO motions for someone to come from the back to help MIYOKO, and as NIO's distracted NICK RYAN creeps around and stand right square and Happy Gilmore's NIO's face!!! SSSSSSMMMMMMAAAACCCKKK!K!!!! That steel chair folds up and bents straight to hell!! NICK RYAN stands there like a baseball player who has cracked a grandslam in the World Series. NIO drops backwards unconciously, as NICK RYAN drops the chair and covers the fallen Champion. The referee hurries over and begins to count, ONE.... TWO....... THTRRRREE----- NO!!!!!! MIYOKO JUST KICKED NICK RYAN TO BREAK THE COUNT!!!!
MIYOKO stands up wobbly but still stands. NICK RYAN holds his mouth and cheek slowly rising to stare down MIYOKO, MIYOKO moving backwards grabbing onto the apron trying to keep her balance as her equilibrium is off. She's obviously has a concussion of sorts. NICK RYAN grabs onto MIYOKO getting ready to launch her but MIYOKO pushes NICK RYAN backwards but as she does. MIYOKO hands RYAN a street sign forcing the sign in front of RYAN's face! RYAN is blind for a moment. MIYOKO throws her leg up and superkicks that sign into the face of NICK RYAN sending RYAN bouncing into the barricade and tripping over NIO! RYAN falls next to NIO and MIYOKO stumbles over to pull NIO over RYAN!!!
ONE.... TWO......THREE!!!!
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--X-Treme Managers Match--
The match starts off, with both NIO with MIYOKO and RYAN with JAYZON in the ring. Looks like they're going over game plans as the managers are called out of the ring by the referee. MIYOKO heads to the rope, but is fully aware that JAYZON isn't moving fast enough to her liking. MIYOKO heads back side by side with NIO eying up the competitors. JAYZON winks and points at MIYOKO as MIYOKO and JAYZON exit the ring, and dance off the apron to a stance near ringside by a neutral corner. MIYOKO gives a “WWFSD” statement to NIO as the statement makes NIO smirk. JAYZON just needs to fist pump to NICK RYAN and NICK RYAN is off rushing towards NIO before the bell rings. RYAN clobbers NIO with a few punches to the upper body and head as NIO drops into his corner and MIYOKO is voicing to the referee that the bell didn't ring and NIO wasn't nearly ready as NICK RYAN is abusing the jump to his advantage. But frankly it doesn't matter, since the match is XTREME RULES. MIYOKO already upset slams her hands onto the mat to try to get some momentum back into the hands of NIO. The referee calls for the ring bell and the bell rings, sending NIO to push NICK RYAN off, and NIO gathers himself walking to the center of the ring. RYAN grabs NIO forcing NIO to one knee and wrenching NIO's arm backwards into a hammerlock. Wiggling NIO attempts to reverse or free himself- eitherway NICK RYAN refuses to allow either to happen. NICK RYAN pulls NIO to the side, pushing him full down face first to the mat. NICK RYAN drops a strong knee to the back of NIO and isolates him facing JAYZON instead of allowing NIO to get any advice. NICK RYAN continues the assault still applying pressure on that hammerlock, with a lot of leveraging having the top position over NIO- but also RYAN is crying out to JAYZON for advice on next possible moves, the voicing back and forth just rambling, just to avoid MIYOKO to get her cries of encouragements and training from the corner to assist NIO in anyway! NICK RYAN stands up and pulls NIO to his feet pushing him to his corner and begins to beat the brakes off the ribs on NIO. Punching and kicking at the midsection of NIO before going back to NIO's shoulder, elbow and left arm. RYAN wraps arm around the top rope and thrusts his shoulder into the free standing opening of NIO's chest. Slamming shoulder into shoulder- NIO screaming out in pain as RYAN releases the arm, and NIO quickly holds his shoulder. NIO grabs the rope and tries to pull himself free from the clutches of RYAN, but NICK RYAN pushes NIO back into the corner and grabs that arm, but NIO stops it with a club to the side of NICK RYAN's head. NIO pushes RYAN to the side and NIO frees himself and gets to his corner and finally gets some advice!
MIYOKO helped NIO retain!!! NIO comes to, and looks confused... last he remembers is being hammered by a chair. MIYOKO drops to her knees next to her Champion holding her head and neck, as NIO reaches over gripping to his head giving MIYOKO a hoof tap. His fist to her elbow. The referee brings the XTREME Title to NIO and the EMTs rush out to check on the Wrestlers, and the Trainers come out to help them all to the back. These four fought to the XTREME tonight!
Camera cuts to JON BROWN’S office. He is working on some paperwork, signing contracts, bills etc.
JON: Too many faxes from that damn ghost. I have got to organize this stuff. At least the Pay-Per-View is going well tonight.
JON receives a knock on his door.
JON: Busy! Come back later!
Another knock, this time louder.
JON: Go away!
A few more knocks even louder than the last. He stands up and walks over to the door. He opens it.
JON: Didn't you hear me I'm busy!!
There is nobody at the door. He looks around in the hallway for a moment and begins to turn back into his office, but does a double-take at.....A GIANT SPOTLIGHT?????
JON: What the hell?
He inspects it and finds a post-it note next to a lever.
JON: 'Pull me.' I guess...
He pulls the lever and it shoots out a symbol onto the ceiling. It's a bat!!
JON: What the hell is...oh no!!
Just as JON BROWN finishes his sentence TEH BATMAN jumps on screen next to him!! JON steps back as TEH BATMAN is crouched. He speaks in a very raspy voice.
TEH BATMAN: You signaled, Commissioner?!
JON shakes his head and walks back into his office. He shuts the door. He proceeds to sit down at his desk.
JON: No, I am not dealing with this toni-
TEH BATMAN: I'M TEH BATMAN!!
JONATHYN falls back in his chair as TEH BATMAN drops down from a rope into his office.
JON: REALLY??
TEH BATMAN: Commissioner, has GRIMOIRE XMYLES kidnapped MAYOR ANDERSON? Is BLAIR SULLY beheading men in the streets? Is-
JON stands up and cuts off TEH BATMAN.
JON: GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!
TEH BATMAN: Right! I'll go on this manhunt for you! For whenever there is pain I'll be there. In the shadows of the night. You either live long enough to see yourself become the bad guy or...you die.
JON: Right...not get out!! Before I call-
The lights turn off.
JON: What the hell is it now?
The door opens and a light shines in. TEH BATMAN'S outline is made out at the door.
TEH BATMAN: I'M TEH BATMAN!!
He shuts the door. It's pitch black again.
JON: Maybe Fuzz should take the company.....where's the light?
All five superstars are stood in the ring as slowly the cage lowers around them, encaging them in the ring. Each of them watch with anticipation as the cage finally settles around the ring, the referee ensures that the door is locked. Whilst his back is turned, GRIMOIRE XMYLES suddenly strikes BIGG E round the back of the head. A free for all ensues as the referee turns back around. He calls for the bell to officially start the match!
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--Cage Escape Match-- JOHNNY LEGEND is hammering away at TNW, whilst DAVIS STARFIRE has grabbed GRIMOIRE XMYLES and Irish Whips him into the corner. DAVIS and BIGG E begin to double team XMYLES, who laughs with each successfully strike. JOHNNY LEGEND whips TNW towards the ropes, he bounces back and is met with a Powerslam! Meanwhile, STARFIRE and BIGG E have now split from GRIMOIRE and are now exchanging shots with one another. GRIMOIRE lays in the corner turnbuckle as DAVIS suddenly Irish Whips BIGG E straight into the corner. GRIMOIRE strikes with a low blow to BIGG E, before STARFIRE drops him with a High Angle Dropkick. JOHNNY LEGEND goes to pick up TNW, but TNW hits an Elbow into his gut, before planting him with a DDT. TNW is back up onto his feet and walks straight into a Clothesline from DAVIS STARFIRE.
TNW is quickly back up to his feet, only to notice that BIGG E is on the top turnbuckle, attempting to escape. TNW and STARFIRE both grab a hold of BIGG E’S legs and throw him back down into the ring with a Double Powerbomb! At the same time, GRIMOIRE XMYLES is also up on an opposite turnbuckle, trying to jam his toes between the holes of the cage. TNW runs up to GRIMOIRE and climbs up behind him, grabbing him with a Waistlock and throwing him over his head with a Huge Release German Suplex! GRIMOIRE crashes into the ring with an almighty thud!
Meanwhile, DAVIS STARFIRE floors JOHNNY LEGEND with a Headlock Takedown, before hitting a quick Dropkick to the back. TNW and STARFIRE survey their downed opponents, before slowly pacing towards one another. STARFIRE with a right hand to TNW, backing him into the ropes. STARFIRE Irish Whips TNW towards the other side of the ring. BIGG E is suddenly back up and tackles TNW to the ground. At the same time, JOHNNY LEGEND springs up at STARFIRE and plants him with a Jumping Cutter. Suddenly, GRIMOIRE XMYLES staggers across to LEGEND and bites him in the face! LEGEND pulls away from XMYLES, holding his face in agony.
BIGG E pummels on TNW whilst JOHNNY LEGEND and GRIMOIRE XMYLES begin double teaming DAVIS STARFIRE! BIGG E suddenly tries to escape towards the top of the cage, when GRIMOIRE and LEGEND both notice. They rush over to BIGG E, who suddenly lauches himself from the side of the cage and flattens both opponents with a Cross Body! Everyone is down in the ring! Who will be the first to their feet?
DAVIS STARFIRE begins to pull himself back up, so too does TNW. GRIMOIRE XMYLES is back up onto his feet and suddenly launches himself towards DAVIS STARFIRE… WARRIOR’S END! TNW WITH THE WARRIOR’S END TO GRIMOIRE! But here comes JOHNNY LEGEND… STARFIRE LANDING! DAVIS STARFIRE hits one of his most devastating moves! BIGG E slowly gets up to his feet, TNW looks at STARFIRE, who quickly catches BIGG E and sets him up for another STARFIRE LANDING. TNW goes for the WARRIOR’S END on STARFIRE, but he ducks beneath it. He Irish Whips BIGG E straight into the path of TNW, both men fall to the ground.
DAVIS STARFIRE is the only man standing! He begins to climb the cage! DAVIS STARFIRE is climbing higher and higher. Slowly, he begins to haul himself onto the top rail. The crowd are going ballistic! DAVIS STARFIRE is going to do it! But wait! Here comes BIGG E! BIGG E grabs a hold of STARFIRE’S leg, which still dangles inside of the cage. DAVIS hangs on for dear life, attempting to shake BIGG E’S grip. On the opposite side of the ring, GRIMOIRE XMYLES and JOHNNY LEGEND are getting back up to their feet, GRIMOIRE suddenly headbutts LEGEND in the chest. TNW is back up and begins to climb the cage as well. At the same time, BIGG E has managed to drag DAVIS STARFIRE back into the cage! He pulls him down to the top rope, when DAVIS suddenly cleans BIGG E’S clock with a huge right hand. BIGG E wobbles on the top turnbuckle, when DAVIS suddenly sets him up… STARFIRE LANDING OFF THE TOP ROPE!
OH MY GOD! BIGG E HAS BEEN BROKEN IN HALF!
BIGG E is motionless in the ring. DAVIS can’t quite seem to believe the force of the move himself. GRIMOIRE suddenly runs at DAVIS, he goes for the PHOBIA SYNDROME, but DAVIS suddenly ducks and hits a massive Back Body Drop, sending GRIMOIRE sailing into the side of the cage, landing awkwardly behind the ropes!
JOHNNY LEGEND grabs TNW’S leg as he balances precariously on the top rope. TNW tries to elbow LEGEND, when STARFIRE suddenly leaps up and hits another Dropkick to the back of LEGEND’S legs. They almost give way… WARRIOR’S END! ON THE TOP ROPE! JOHNNY LEGEND falls into the ring. What balance by TNW to execute that move with such power and grace! XMYLES is down! BIGG E is down! LEGEND is down! It’s just DAVIS STARFIRE and TNW who are still on their feet!
TNW throws himself from the top rope, attempting to hit a Diving Clothesline on STARFIRE, who ducks beneath it. TNW rolls through the fall and ends up back on his feet. DAVIS and TNW lock up in the center of the ring. DAVIS applies a Hammerlock, before TNW hits a swift kick to the mid section. TNW goes for a Suplex, but DAVIS reverses, hitting a Suplex of his own! DAVIS lifts TNW back up and Irish Whips him towards the ropes, TNW bounces off the ropes, only to be met with another Dropkick from STARFIRE!
DAVIS sees his chance! He climbs to the top turnbuckle as TNW is dazed in the middle of the ring! TNW notices STARFIRE’S progress and suddenly begins to climb the cage on the same side of the ring! It’s a straight-up race to the top of the cage! DAVIS STARFIRE is at the top! But wait… GRIMOIRE XMYLES and JOHNNY LEGEND are also back up! LEGEND goes after TNW, whilst XMYLES pursues STARFIRE… TNW is at the top of the cage… so too is STARFIRE. STARFIRE kicks GRIMOIRE in the face, but GRIMOIRE continues to climb! LEGEND and TNW are duking it out on top of the cage! GRIMOIRE punches STARFIRE in the head, before STARFIRE retaliates by ramming GRIMOIRE’S skull forcefully onto the steel!
At the same time, TNW suddenly grabs LEGEND by the neck. He lifts LEGEND into the air, before suddenly leaning forwards… FORWARD SUPLEX FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE! OH MY GOD!!! JOHNNY LEGEND HAS PLUMMETTED FACE FIRST INTO THE RING! GRIMOIRE looks around out of curiosity, which allows STARFIRE to shove GRIMOIRE from the top of the cage! GOOD GOD! GRIMOIRE FALLS BACK INTO THE RING! WHAT CARNAGE! STARFIRE looks weary as he throws his body over the side of the cage… but TNW grabs him and punches him in the side of the head. STARFIRE sways as TNW looks to prevent STARFIRE from escaping ahead of him.
WAIT A MINUTE… someone is rushing down to the ring!
IT’S SCOTT CHARLOTTE!
SCOTT reaches under the ring, withdrawing a ladder and steel chair! He leans the ladder against the side of the cage whilst TNW and STARFIRE are still dueling on top of the cage! SCOTT CHARLOTTE climbs the ladder with the chair in his hands. Slowly, he maneuvers across the top of the cage. BAM! He strikes DAVIS STARFIRE with the chair! BAM! He strikes TNW with the chair as well. Both men slump over the top of the cage, DAVIS precariously close to falling back into the ring. SCOTT CHARLOTTE quickly makes his escape to a chorus of thunderous boos from the crowd.
BUT TNW IS OVER! He’s hanging from the top of the cage… and drops to the floor! The referee calls for the bell! TNW lays on his back, punching the air with delight! TNW IS OUR NEW HART CHAMPION!
NEW HART CHAMPION:
TNW HAS DONE IT! The referee hands him the Hart Title, which he raises victoriously into the air, punching the sky ecstatically. DAVIS STARFIRE slumps his head on his arm at the top of the cage, furious that he was SO CLOSE to victory, only to have it snatched away from him in the dying seconds by SCOTT CHARLOTTE, of all people! Slowly, he descends down the side of the cage and drops to the ground. Out of respect, TNW offers him his hand. DAVIS looks skeptical, but accepts it. TNW pulls STARFIRE onto his feet and raises his arm into the air, the crowd cheering for this act of respect between the two competitors, leaving JOHNNY LEGEND, BIGG E and GRIMOIRE XMYLES left in crumpled heaps in the ring.
Scene switches backstage to show KYLE SHANE, walking by himself. KYLE SHANE is wearing a black World of Warcraft Alliance t-shirt and black pants that have a Punisher symbol sewn on one leg. He bumps into a backstage worker, wearing a Santa hat, who is wheeling a little bin full of toys down the hall. KYLE SHANE turns to glare at the worker.
Man: Oh, sorry guy.
KYLE
KYLE: Mm... yeah, so where you taking that stuff?
Man: Oh, I'm just going to put it out in my car and drive it down to the orphana --
KYLE: Well, hold on, I hear that, um, JON BROWN is looking for you, hoss. Tell you what, I'll take the toys and drop them off at the orphanage, you go take care of business.
Man: You don't have to do that, KYLE.
KYLE
KYLE: Mm. I really am.
The man hurries off to find the boss. KYLE SHANE chuckles. He reaches in, pulls out the Kinect and hooks it under one arm, and takes the bin full of toys, wheels it over to a nearby dumpster and he lifts it up and chucks it in.
KYLE: One awesome Christmas present for me, and a bunch of needy children that are going to learn that life disappoints you sometimes, check.
He keeps walking, and STEVE SAYORS comes hurrying over to him.
KYLE
KYLE
KYLE gives him a flat look for a moment, then shakes his head, muttering, "You pathetic mary-sue" under his breath.
KYLE: Ahh, yes... MILD-MANNERED STEVEN took off the beleaguered father hat for one night to really come out and play. And, in the process, gave me so much ground to cover, I wish I didn't spend the past two nights drinking egg nog and singing off-color Irish folk tunes to people that expected to hear carols. But here's the deal, STEVE... everything PSYKO STEVO said and did can be summed up by this one phrase, "KYLE SHANE was right about everything."
STEVE: I... I beg your pardon? How so?
KYLE: I told him that, last week's little debate with him ended in failure as it was meant to, in large part because he exposed too much of his weakness... he spent all pre-Elevation sharing tender moments with his son and talking about his duty to go out and wrestle this match, and spent maybe, oh I don't know, two sentences on KYLE SHANE. He talked about doing it to make people proud, to honor committments, to do what he was paid for and for his pride as a champion... and he lost. And now, these past few days, I'M the one that's trying too hard? That's overcompensating? That is trying so hard to get him to notice me? Try turning that around, before last Wednesday night everything out of PSYKO STEVO's mouth was just pure, unflagging flaccid BOREDOM in it's most condensed form. His speaking to me, and about me, and about the match, and about his time with T-Money in the NEWF, literally was the most boring half hour of my life, I'm not surprised if I missed most of it because I fell into a saccharine induced coma. I beat him, with no two ways about it, and also beat his head into a mushy pudding after the match... and suddenly... I'm the one that's trying too hard? What the f*** do I have to try for, I already proved my superiority, I proved I was right about how soft he was.
He snaps his fingers, as if remembering some incredibly salient point.
KYLE: That's right, I don't become great by cheating, I don't prove my worth to him as a challenger by cheating to get a victory over him in a wrestling match. And I don't impress him as a person by my whole complex of wanting to be like him. Oh, damn, PSYKO STEVO got me cold... except for the part where he missed the ENTIRE F***ING POINT of everything I said. I never, ever, ever ever ever ever ever ONCE said, I wanted to be like PSYKO STEVO. In fact in several parts I said I would want to be anything except like PSYKO STEVO. I said that he is a man who has all of these attributes to his sheltered little life to lose now, his professional pride- HA, what pride, he's JON BROWN's f***ing overpaid broom pusher. His shiny little gold belt. That proud feeling he sees on his son's face when he does good, and the little sad dimples when his son sees his father as the pathetic sham he really is. All of that he has, all of which, except for the title, is nothing I want any part of. Where, exactly, in the hell, does STEVO get from anything I've said in the last week, that I want to be like him? That I'm... "trying to impress him".
STEVE: Well, he...
KYLE: Rhetorical, Number one, work with me here. The thing is I've spent my life avoiding every mistake that led STEVO down this path of suck he now inhabits, and I'll never be so goddamned broke I have to beg JON BROWN for a menial job that degrades me, and even when I've held titles, I elevate them instead of disgrace them. PSYKO STEVO was handed-- HANDED that US Title by Chad, pretty much, and faced exactly NOBODY of worth before facing me and getting his ass handed to him, except DANTE, who also washed his mouth out. STEVO is an embarassment to the United States Championship, even more so now that he opened his mouth and spewed out these-- baffling lies about me, and my wanting to be like him? Again, where does he get that. What part of being the best in the world resounds with being a floorsweeper? What part of being one of the finest athletes and one of the most driven competitors at ANYTHING he does jibes with a broke, down on his luck single dad who's now made a feeble attempt at losing his mind, spewing some half-ass "sociopathic" ramblings that go NOWHERE and attempting to show how crazy he is?
He snorts.
KYLE: Yes, ATTEMPTING. Because I've got to be honest, if I had to choose between Bill Cosby STEVO and his lukewarm father-son chats with JAMAL and that... jumbled mishmash of bulls*** we got from the real, supposedly psychotic STEVO this week, well I'll take Mister Mom anytime. STEVO, we all know it's a f***ing act. We all know you've changed, you've grown soft, you're weak now because you've got a son and you are so concerned with making him proud. Just because you act crazy again, that's all it f***ing is. AN ACT. I see, right through it, and honestly, it just makes you look like a nitwit, as does pulling this act out now, trying to front that a concussion I helped give you fried your brain so much that now your dark urges are coming out. STEVO... you don't know what dark urges are until you've met me, I can promise you that. Laugh me off if you want, but my life and where I've come from have molded me into who I am... and that somebody, is NOT like you in the slightest, I've come to find. I am everything I am, because of my own work, I got to be who I am, with my own two hands. The good parts, and the bad.
STEVE: Well --
KYLE: Shut your hole. Now... look at him. Look at what's become of the extreme, take-no-crap, ends-justify-the-means ass-kicker the XWF fans fell in love with... Now he's little more than an emasculated, estrogen-powered, spayed-and-neutered soccer mom, playing Barbies with his son -- who's obviously going to be trying out for ballet classes in a few years, if you get my meaning -- and fixing brownies for the church bake sale. It's pathetic. And now, he wants to walk around like the XWF's answer to Ned Flanders, wagging his fucking finger and saying "Now now, boys, don't do that, don't cheat, it's not honorable"... WHILE trying to play himself off as an aggressive beast again. He makes me sick. So, this I say to him... Man up and wake up.
He holds the Kinect in his hands.
KYLE: As it is, poor little kid of his is going to come back from school, or whatever, bitterly disappointed, but here's the thing. Life kicks you in the plums a lot, it s***s on the little guy and quite a bit, it's not fair. But you can wallow around in your own self-indulgent filth, like STEVO, who still missed the point that I don't care about his past history, I don't care if he brings the real PSYKO STEVO out of the box, I simply don't care. I am better than him. And I'm going to be right there, holding that title in his face. So, yeah, he can make all the "oh-my-f***ing god I've heard this a million times" jokes about gamers or the size of my penis -- Oh by the way, Jamal's mother didn't exactly complain, this Grinch stretched her mouth hole three sizes that day. But the real moral of the story, one STEVO SHOULD be teaching his son, is to make something of yourself. Nothing in life is handed to you, nothing in life is given freely. Like this Kinect, I saw what I wanted and took it, and it's going to make some little kid very unhappy to see me with it, as will the US Title at the STEVO residence. But it doesn't matter how it happens, what's important is getting what's yours by any means neccessary. Let the kids think about that, instead of the message STEVO is sending, which is, what? Self-serving ignorance will help you through the tough times, that if you just ramble out a bunch of confusing nonsense you can get by your problems? Please, SAYORS.
He chuckles.
We cut backstage to see one of the finalists in the X-Mas X-Treme tournament, DANTE ANGLAIS. He walks down the halls of the arena and stops just outside the locker room, where there is a wrapped box with a bow and a little card attached to it.
He bends down to pick it up and opens up the card;
First thing he pulls out is a signed picture of R.J. PALMER, on it, it reads;
Love,
R.J. PALMER"
The rage fills his face as the last thing he pulls out is a troll face picture as he has just had a taste of his own troll medicine.
Finally, the gigantic War Of Independence structure begins to lower from the rafters. The crowd goes crazy as ring crews set up wooden tables on two sides of the ring, and glass tables on the other two. A referee climbs to the top of the cell and places the a ladder and a ring of keys in position. After they are through, the ring crews scatter and the crowd rises to their feet with anticipation.
The Graveyard Symphony plays and the lights turn out. A blue hue rises throughout the arena. Six torch bearers step out from the back and present a lit walkway. Then, out from the back steps ANTI-HERO, dragging NELLIE CORTINOVIS with him. The crowd roars with boos, but the ever stoic ANTI-HERO doesn’t seem to hear, as he walks NELLIE down the ramp way past the torch bearers and through the fog. The torch bearers follow as ANTI-HERO and NELLIE make their way to the large structure. They slowly walk around the structure to where the announce tables are. ANTI-HERO places NELLIE on a chair and handcuffs her to it. He slowly walks back around the structure and into the cell, into the cage and finally into the ring. ANTI-HERO raises his arms as the crowd showers him with boos. The fog and the hue dissipate and the lights turn on.
“Ignorance” by Paramore hits and the crowd explodes. Out from the back steps CENTURION. Instead of the usually upbeat CENTURION, a look of concern strikes him this time. CENTURION runs down the rampway and immediately to NELLIE. CENTURION checks up on NELLIE who just nods her head. CENTURION hugs her and walks around the structure to the door. The entire time, ANTI-HERO doesn’t take his eyes off of CENTURION. CENTURION climbs into the cell, the cage and the ring as the bell rings and we get under way!
ANTI-HERO closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before turning and climbing up the cage. The left leg seems to be somewhat bothering ANTI-HERO as he is only slowly able to make his way up the cage. CENTURION slowly gets to his feet and sees ANTI-HERO climbing the cage. CENTURION runs to the other side of the ring and dropkicks ANTI-HERO in the knees, causing ANTI-HERO to lose his footing. ANTI-HERO is now dangling from the cage using only his upper body strength. CENTURION gets back up and climbs to the top rope, grabbing ANTI-HERO’S legs. ANTI-HERO tries to kick CENTURION off, but CENTURION uses one desperation move, jumping off the top rope corkscrewing, twisting ANTI-HERO’S leg in the process and causing ANTI-HERO to fall from the cage. The crowd explodes as ANTI-HERO hits the mat, holding his left knee. CENTURION pulls himself back up as ANTI-HERO gets to one knee. CENTURION runs at him and punts him in the head, causing ANTI-HERO to fall flat on his back. CENTURION stumbles forward and grabs onto the ropes, trying to catch his breath, but before he can rest up to much, ANTI-HERO sits right back up. CENTURION glances over at him and sighs. He walks over to ANTI-HERO and hits some buzzsaw kicks into ANTI-HERO’S head as ANTI-HERO gets to his feet. CENTURION goes for a kick to ANTI-HERO’S bad leg, but ANTI-HERO grabs him and headbutts him. CENTURION stumbles backwards as ANTI-HERO grabs CENTURION, lifts him and slams him against the cage wall. CENTURION bounces off the cage and yells in pain as ANTI-HERO just smiles and shakes his head. ANTI-HERO picks CENTURION back up and tosses him against the opposite side cage wall. ANTI-HERO closes his eyes again as the crowd continues to shower him in boos. ANTI-HERO gets a huge smile on his face as he opens his eyes…
…and CENTURION spears him THROUGH the cage wall!
The cage wall facing the X-Tron breaks, creating a large hole in the middle of it. CENTURION and ANTI-HERO go crashing through one of the wooden tables, knocking both men unconscience. The crowd explodes, followed by a “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” chant. Both men lay unconscious in the rubble of a table. After a few minutes, both men slowly get to their feet. CENTURION lays a few shots into the head of ANTI-HERO, who can’t get to a vertical base. CENTURION stands and the fans start to get into it as CENTURION lays punch after punch into ANTI-HERO’S head. Finally, CENTURION backs up and goes for a high knee, but ANTI-HERO gets to his feet and chokeslams CENTURION through another one of the wooden tables! The crowd lets out an “Ooo!” as CENTURION rolls around on the ground, holding his back. ANTI-HERO gets to his feet and grabs CENTURION, lifting him to his feet. ANTI-HERO slams CENTURION’S face into the cell wall and begins raking his face into the steel, dragging him around the ring. CENTURION’S face becomes busted open as ANTI-HERO drags CENTURION in front of the glass tables. ANTI-HERO tosses CENTURION onto the ground and lifts the ring apron. As CENTURION is down, ANTI-HERO begins to drag several items out from under the ring – chairs, a tool box, pipes, all variety of weapons. CENTURION slowly gets to his feet as ANTI-HERO turns his attention back to CENTURION. He grabs CENTURION by the hair and sets up. He looks to powerbomb him through the glass table…
…BUT IT’S REVERSED! CENTURION nails ANTI-HERO with a facebuster, sending ANTI-HERO face first into the glass table! Glass shatters everywhere as CENTURION rolls away from the table, screaming in pain as his back is cut up from the effects of the table. ANTI-HERO gets the worst of it, though, as his face and chest is now covered in blood. The fans start to cheer again as CENTURION attempts to catch his breath. He looks up and sees NELLIE, who’s eyes have been closed the entire time. He then looks back at ANTI-HERO, and suddenly CENTURION gets a raged look on his face. He crawls over to ANTI-HERO and grabs a shard of glass. He lets out a primal roar…
…AND BEGINS STABBING ANTI-HERO’S LEG! ANTI-HERO starts to scream as CENTURION stabs ANTI-HERO repeatingly in the calf. ANTI-HERO manages to kick CENTURION in the head, knocking him off, but the damage appears to be done for a very bloody ANTI-HERO. ANTI-HERO reaches up with his hand and attempts to pull himself the cage, but he has lost so much strength that he just falls right back down. CENTURION gets to his feet and sees a struggling ANTI-HERO, and smiles. He grabs one of the chairs that ANTI-HERO pulled out previously and stands in front of the big man. ANTI-HERO now begins to recoil, putting his hands up as blood continues to pore from his body. The fans go nuts as CENTURION raises the chair. ANTI-HERO gets to one knee, when CENTURION slams the chair into ANTI-HERO’S head. ANTI-HERO falls back onto the floor, unable to move, blood dripping from his face, leg and chest onto the floor. CENTURION drops the chair and goes back under the ring apron. ANTI-HERO remains motionless as CENTURION crawls back out with a rope! CENTURION grabs ANTI-HERO and drags him so he is sitting against the ring and the steel cage. ANTI-HERO is still completely out of it as CENTURION ties the rope through the cage and around ANTI-HERO’S neck!
CENTURION laughs as he kicks ANTI-HERO a few times and turns, climbing up the cage wall. The crowd begins to go nuts again as ANTI-HERO finally comes to his senses, but notices that he is tied to the cage. ANTI-HERO kicks and yells, but is unable to break free from the rope. CENTURION climbs the side of the cell and through the hatch, making it roof of the cell. CENTURION looks back down at ANTI-HERO, who continues to kick and scream, and CENTURION flips him off before climbing up the ladder! He reaches the keys at the top of the ladder! This one is over!
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--War Of Independence Match--
CENTURION immediately runs at ANTI-HERO and begins to lay shots into ANTI-HERO’S head. The punches don’t seem to affect ANTI-HERO very much, and he lifts CENTURION over his head and slams him down onto the mat. The crowd instantly starts booing as ANTI-HERO grabs CENTURION and picks him back off the mat. ANTI-HERO lifts CENTURION again and tosses him into the side of the cage. CENTURION bounces off and falls back onto the mat. ANTI-HERO closes his eyes and raises his head upward, completely drowning out the boos. CENTURION crawls over to ANTI-HERO and begins punching at his knees. ANTI-HERO opens his eyes and grabs CENTURION by the back of the neck and raises him to his feet. CENTURION is able to get a few elbows into ANTI-HERO’S face, causing ANTI-HERO to stumble a bit. CENTURION bounces off the ropes, but ANTI-HERO grabs him and nails him with a powerslam. CENTURION slams onto the mat and grabs his back, as ANTI-HERO gets to his feet. Instead of continuing the assault, ANTI-HERO stands at a vertical base, taunting CENTURION. CENTURION grabs the side of the cage and slowly gets to his feet. As soon as he does, ANTI-HERO charges and goes for a big boot. CENTURION ducks out of the way and ANTI-HERO’S boot collides with the side of the cage. ANTI-HERO stumbles away from the case and CENTURION capitalizes, sliding into the injured leg of ANTI-HERO. ANTI-HERO falls to one knee as CENTURION gets to his feet. CENTURION nails ANTI-HERO with a Korean Kick of Death, and ANTI-HERO begins to look a bit woozy. CENTURION bounces off the ropes and looks for a big knee, but ANTI-HERO grabs him and gets to his feet. CENTURION lays in a few shots to ANTI-HERO’S head, but it doesn’t seem to phase the big man, who slams him down with a powerbomb. ANTI-HERO gets back to his feet as the crowd now really shower him with boos and CENTURION lays out cold on the mat.
After the match, CENTURION takes the keys and climbs down the side of the cell, quickly making it to NELLIE. He uncuffs NELLIE as the two share in a hug. The crowd goes insane as NELLIE gets a huge smile of relief on her face. NELLIE wipes some of the blood off of CENTURION’S face and she helps CENTURION up the ramp way. The entire time, ANTI-HERO doesn’t break his gaze, staring darts into NELLIE. The crowd chants “CENTURION! CENTURION!” as he raises his arms while NELLIE helps him up the ramp way. At the top, the two of them make it to the cage control panel. ANTI-HERO begins to chant things in some different kind of language as he stares right at NELLIE. NELLIE smiles right back at him, waves…
…and pushes the button! The cage and cell begin to rise, with ANTI-HERO still tied to it! ANTI-HERO’S eyes bug out as his body leaves the ground, leaving him hanging off of the cage! CENTURION and NELLIE walks backstage as XWF officials run out from the back, and EMT’S quickly rush to ANTI-HERO, who passes out from the hanging.
Backstage, STEVE SAYORS catches up with NEPTUNE, who’s looking quite nicely dressed tonight. NEPTUNE also has a glass of white wine in his hand and takes a sip of it as STEVE SAYORS gets the ball rolling.
SAYORS: Good evening, Neptune. Thanks for giving us some of your time. You have a very big match coming up tonight. You’re facing off with RW RANDOLPH, somebody who’s been making waves in the XWF lately and of course, DANTE ANGLAIS. Two very talented superstars, two big threats on your journey to the World title. What is your state of mind right now?
NEPTUNE licks his lips, enjoying his drink.
NEPTUNE: Have you seen KYLE SHANE? I’m horny.
SAYORS: ...
NEPTUNE waits for an answer but STEVE SAYORS doesn’t say anything.
NEPTUNE: Boo, you whore. Anyway... what were you asking me? What’s my state of mind? Well, Sayors, you don’t want to know. But I’ll say this; I’ve kicked Randolph’s ass before and I’ll do it again tonight. And when it comes to DANTE ANGLAIS, I’ve been pretty vocal about my feelings about him.
SAYORS: He thinks you have a crush on him.
NEPTUNE: Bitch, please. He’s barely a 6. You seriously think I’ll hook up with Thick Eyebrows when there’s a solid 8 walking around? Talking about KYLE SHANE, of course. Can you imagine the number of views on Youtube if KYLE and I kissed on screen? It’d break records. I’m a 10, because you know, I’m a hot piece of ass. KYLE and I, we’d be hot as fire together.
SAYORS: ...Okay. How about we talk about your match tonight. Since DANTE is wrong about how you feel about him, what is it that you feel about him then?
NEPTUNE: He is someone that makes me want to cause a lot of violence and pain, to his face. You ever had this craving to hear somebody scream for you? You ever wanted to have such control over them that they’d end up begging for your sweet mercy? If you talk to GRIMOIRE XMYLES, I’m sure he’d understand what I mean. DANTE has caused me a great deal of pain when he kicked me in the face. He KICKED me. Who does that? He’s so rude and mean. He deserves to be punished and annihilated. That’s one of my many missions tonight.
SAYORS: Many missions? What are the other missions you have?
NEPTUNE: Psh, you think I’m going to tell you? Oh wait, I didn’t say anything about them being hush hush missions. Well, they are hush hush, so I’ll keep quiet. But know that somebody is going to be very happy tonight. Well, two people are going to be very happy. That person I just mentioned and myself. Winning the World title shot will be a really cool thing. Don’t you think?
SAYORS: Well, yes, definitely. This is a big deal. So, good luck for tonight, Neptune. Hope all goes well for you.
NEPTUNE eyes STEVE SAYORS for a moment, almost like he is examining him.
NEPTUNE: You’re a 2, at best.
SAYORS: ...ouch.
NEPTUNE grins, slugging STEVE SAYORS in the shoulder.
NEPTUNE: It’s better to know your worth, Steve. Anyway, I best be off. I’ve got asses to kick and a match to win. You’re looking at the future XWF World champion, Steve. Tonight is only the first step, but it is a step closer to becoming the World champion. I will be the brightest star of 2012. You should feel honoured.
NEPTUNE winks at STEVE SAYORS before turning to walk away. STEVE SAYORS looks into the camera and nods to cut the feed. The cameras go back to the arena.
JORDAN PENN and MONOLITH are stood in the center of the ring, but where on earth is GABRIEL WRIGHT? The referee begins to count from one all the way up to ten! There’s no sign of GABRIEL WRIGHT. TEN! GABRIEL is eliminated from the match! It is now one-on-one!
vs.
--Ladder Match-- JORDAN PENN wastes no time going after MONOLITH, quickly dropkicking him in the leg. MONOLITH wobbles, but does not fall. JORDAN is aiming kicks and punches at MONOLITH’S enormous thighs, but MONOLITH swats him aside as though he were an insect. JORDAN quickly slides out of the ring and grabs a Steel Chair from under the ring. JORDAN is not playing games! MONOLITH advances towards JORDAN, stepping on the chair to prevent him from using it. Suddenly, JORDAN stuns MONOLITH with a Jawbreaker, causing MONOLITH to stumble away. JORDAN picks up the chair and goes to ram it into MONOLITH’S leg, but MONOLITH turns just in time to kick it into JORDAN’S face! JORDAN sprawls across the mat, nursing his face painfully. MONOLITH slowly climbs out of the ring and drops from the ring apron, grabbing a hold of the ladder and sliding it back into the ring. He follows, only to be met with a Chair Shot from JORDAN as he re-enters. MONOLITH does not go down! JORDAN seems stunned that MONOLITH could take a shot like that and still keep going! As MONOLITH fully reenters the ring, JORDAN smashes the chair straight into his knees! MONOLITH roars in agony, that shot was enough to send him crashing to the ground. Mercilessly, JORDAN begins smashing the chair across MONOLITH’S legs! Once! Twice! Three times! Four Times! The referee interjects, snatching the chair away from JORDAN. Angrily, JORDAN grabs it back and continues to assault MONOLITH. He smacks the chair across the side of MONOLITH until he rolls beneath the bottom rope onto the outside. What dirty tactics by JORDAN PENN! There is nothing MONOLITH can do as JORDAN PENN rapidly sets up the ladder and climbs with ease to the top, before grabbing a hold of the briefcase and untying it. JORDAN PENN with perhaps the quickest, yet dirtiest victory of the night! US TITLE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER:
HARDCORE SMITTY walks into his locker room and finds a present sitting on the floor by his bag. SMITTY walks over and sits down on a bench. SMITTY grabs the card laying on top of the present and tosses it off to the side and begins to unwrap the present. There tucked away beneath the gold and red tissue paper lays a bottle of Jagermeister and a toy reindeer.
Nice. Jaeger bombs for Christmas!
As he pulls the bottle of Jaeger from the box the toy reindeer comes to life with the sound of sleighbells. Smity grabs the card and begins to read out loud.
SMITTY: Merry Christmas Smitty. I didn't quite know what to get you so I grabbed a bottle of fun and wrapped it up. Merry Christmas TNW and JON JETSON PS the reindeer was Jon's idea.
Both teams are in the ring as the bell sounds. JAMES RAVEN and BIG SHANK hold their arms up in the air, gathering in the cheers of the crowd, and then point at ABRAHAM and CHRISTOPHER, garnering boo's from the crowd.
SHAWN gets back up and as he does, RAVEN goes for a crossbody. CHRISTOPHER sees him and ducks out of the way and RAVEN lands stomach first on the mat. RAVEN is on the mat, buckled in pain. CHRISTOPHER helps him up to his feet and lands a kick to each thigh before driving him back into the corner with a thrust kick to the stomach. CHRISTOPHER closes in and grabs onto the top rope for leverage. CHRISTOPHER begins driving his boot into JAMES’ midsection, causing him to slump to the mat. Even while on the mat he delivers a few more stomps for good measure. Staying on the attack he drags RAVEN up and whips him off the ropes. CHRISTOPHER bounces off the opposite ropes and takes RAVEN down with a spinning heel kick. This time CHRISTOPHER goes up top and waits for RAVEN to get back up. He does and turns right into a flying spin kick. CHRISTOPHER quickly floats over for the cover, 1..2... KICKOUT. CHRISTOPHER is shocked and pauses for a moment to gather himself. As he gets to his feet, so does RAVEN. RAVEN takes a big swing at him but CHRISTOPHER ducks, picks him up and hits an atomic drop. He follows up quickly with a bulldog. CHRISTOPHER walks over and tags in ABRAHAM.
ABRAHAM wastes no time in going to the top rope, flies and hits his flying clothesline from the top turnbuckle on a rising RAVEN. He hooks a leg... 1… 2… RAVEN gets a leg on the rope. ABRAHAM stomps the fallen RAVEN a few times, and then tags CHRISTOPHER back in. A frustrated BIG SHANK paces on the apron in his corner. CHRISTOPHER holds RAVEN up while ABRAHAM takes a run and drives a boot into RAVEN’s head. The referee shoos ABRAHAM out of the ring, and he holds his hands up innocently. CHRISTOPHER takes a moment to taunt SHANK, who takes a swipe at CHRISTOPHER. CHRISTOPHER edges back, giving SHANK the middle finger, and he sees RAVEN crawling towards SHANK and CHRISTOPHER drops an elbow across his back. CHRISTOPHER locks his opponent in a Fujiwara armbar, pulling the hand back as far as it will go as RAVEN shouts in pain. RAVEN screams out, but he refuses to tap. Finally after several moments in the hold RAVEN rams his elbow back into the temple of CHRISTOPHER again and again, until CHRISTOPHER lets go, holding his head.
CHRISTOPHER gets to one knee, as RAVEN rolls to his feet, shaking his arm, and RAVEN boots CHRISTOPHER in the gut, then runs back to the ropes, but as he comes off he is crushed by a powerslam from CHRISTOPHER, who then walks over and tags in ABRAHAM again. ABRAHAM picks up RAVENand slams him hard into the corner, following up with one reverse elbow after another. ABRAHAM drags RAVEN out of the corner, picks him up, then plants him with a sidewalk slam. ABRAHAM makes a lazy cover; 1... 2... Kickout. ABRAHAM slowly gets back up to his feet, scoops RAVEN up and slams him down with a full nelson slam. ABRAHAM then bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow. ABRAHAM stays down for the cover; 1… 2… and RAVEN slides his shoulder up again. ABRAHAM drags RAVEN up and hoists him over his shoulder, going for a dominator. ABRAHAM takes a few steps but RAVEN slides off his shoulder and shoves him into the ropes. ABRAHAM comes back and misses with a massive clothesline attempt. RAVEN turns, grabs ABRAHAM by the hair, pulls him down and hits a reverse DDT. RAVEN gets to his feet, backs into a corner, and when ABRAHAM gets to his feet and blasts him with the Divebomb. RAVEN covers. 1...2... Th- CHRISTOPHER breaks it up by stomping on RAVEN's head.
The referee makes a protesting SHAWN CHRISTOPHER leave the ring. ABRAHAM is down and RAVEN is leaning on the ropes taking a breather. RAVEN gets up, talks some trash to CHRISTOPHER, then tags in SHANK. The two of them lift ABRAHAM and plant him with a double brainbuster. SHANK takes a second to stomp ABRAHAM, then lays him in the corner and squashes him with his boot. SHANK beats ABRAHAM down with rights and lefts to a seated position, then runs in and gives him a knee strike to the temple, which makes ABRAHAM flop to a seated position in the corner, but SHANK, not finished, runs in and devastates ABRAHAM with a running facewash style kick. What a combo! A dazed ABRAHAM stays up for a moment, then falls. SHANK covers ABRAHAM. 1...2...Th- Kickout!
SHANK gets to his feet, then grips the legs of ABRAHAM. He taunts CHRISTOPHER for a second, then turns the young superstar over. Shankshooter! BIG SHANK has the Shankshooter locked in on ABRAHAM! And A4 is writhing in agony. HE screams, bites down on his hand, and flails his arms around as he pulls himself over to the ropes. The referee tells SHANK to release the hold, but rather than do that SHANK pulls ABRAHAM back into the middle of the ring and tightens the hold, sitting back on it and applying more pressure. ABRAHAM's eyes fly open wide. His hand wavers on the mat, and he just starts to tap out, but CHRISTOPHER runs in and drills SHANK in the temple with a shining wizard. SHANK flops back, and folds his head. SHANK gets to one knee, holding his temple, and shaking the cobwebs out. Both he and RAVEN advance on CHRISTOPHER, who is back by his ropes. The ref gets between the two parties, keeping them separate. He gives them both a middle finger this time. SHANK lifts ABRAHAM up, points to CHRISTOPHER, and gives him a 3/4 laydown neckbreaker. He covers. 1...2...TH- KICKOUT. SHANK is shocked as he looks over at RAVEN. He rolls over and tags his partner in.
RAVEN goes back over to ABRAHAM , grabs both legs, spreads them apart and drops a head butt onto the lower abdominal area of ABRAHAM . RAVEN does the same thing, but this time drives a boot into ABRAHAM ’s stomach. RAVEN picks up one foot, then drops with an elbow across the inside of ABRAHAM ’s knee. While on the mat, RAVEN wrenches ABRAHAM ’s foot inward, putting pressure on ABRAHAM ’s knee. ABRAHAM eventually breaks the hold by raking RAVEN’s eyes. RAVEN holds his eyes as he struggles back up to his feet. ABRAHAM crawls towards the ropes, then uses them to get back up to his feet, favoring his leg a little. Once balanced, ABRAHAM runs at JAMES, missing with a knee strike. RAVEN spins ABRAHAM around, lands a boot to the midsection and hits a 720 DDT. RAVEN then goes for the pin. 1… 2… TH- and still somehow ABRAHAM kicks out. RAVEN drags ABRAHAM back up and hits a backbreaker drop then covers with a lateral press. 1… 2… and ABRAHAM powers out. ABRAHAM slams his hands on the mat in anger as RAVEN tags in SHANK. ABRAHAM doesn’t see it and spins RAVEN around. He hits an overhead belly to belly suplex that sends RAVEN careening across the ring. ABRAHAM gets back up but SHANK has gone up top and as ABRAHAM turns to head over to RAVEN, SHANK drops him with a top rope flying bulldog.
CHRISTOPHER slingshots himself into the ring and runs at SHANK. He runs at SHANK and hits a fliying fist that takes SHANK down. He turns back to RAVEN and drops a guillotine leg drop across JAMES’ neck. CHRISTOPHER gets back up to his feet and kicks CHRISTOPHER out of the ring. Before he can make it back to SHANK, the referee escorts him out of the ring. SHANK gets back up and turns to face ABRAHAM but is met with a hand around his neck. ABRAHAM gets back to his feet and turns the choke hold into an irish whip. SHANK bounces off the ropes and ducks a forearm. SHANK bounces off the opposite ropes and hits a running knee strike. The move merely stuns ABRAHAM so SHANK takes him down with a Russian legsweep. SHANK takes a moment to run off the ropes, and when he does he is hit by a knee to the back from SHAWN CHRISTOPHER. SHANK stumbles forward, then turns to grab at CHRISTOPHER, but CHRISTOPHER slips backward, grabs SHANK's head and snaps it down across the top rope. SHANK flies backward, holding his throat and choking, and he gets slowly to his feet, only to bet booted in the gut and dropped by the Freedom Fall from ADAM ABRAHAM! An exhausted ABRAHAM, who has been beaten half to death by the SUICIDE KINGS, slumps over and tags in CHRISTOPHER, who runs in, sees a charging JAMES RAVEN, slips around under a FYS kick from RAVEN and punishes him with a Chaos Theory like suplex, then spots a rising SHANK and devastates him with a Snake Eyes kick that nearly takes SHANK's head off. SHANK slumps to the mat, and CHRISTOPHER pins him. JAMES RAVEN runs to break it up but ADAM ABRAHAM dumps him out of the ring as the referee counts. 1...2...3!!
vs.
--Elimination Tag Match--
RAVEN and CHRISTOPHER start things off and dive in for a lock up immediately. CHRISTOPHER ducks it and scoots in behind RAVEN with a waist lock. RAVEN immediately breaks the hold with an elbow to the side of CHRISTOPHER’s head. RAVEN bounces off the ropes and drops CHRISTOPHER with a shoulder block. RAVEN off the ropes again and steps over a prone CHRISTOPHER but stops on the other side. CHRISTOPHER gets back up but is leveled with a clothesline. CHRISTOPHER gets back up as RAVEN runs off the opposite ropes. As CHRISTOPHER turns to face RAVEN he gets hit with a springboard flying cross body press. RAVEN hooks the leg, 1… 2… and CHRISTOPHER kicks out. RAVEN drags CHRISTOPHER up by the hair, winds him up and whips him hard into the opposite turnbuckle. As CHRISTOPHER staggers back, he gets taken off his feet by a running knee lift. RAVEN quickly follows up with a standing leg drop then floats over and hooks the leg, 1… 2… and KICKOUT again. RAVEN glares at the referee as he makes his way back up. He drags CHRISTOPHER back up and backs him into a corner with a series of knife edge chops. RAVEN goes for an irish whip but CHRISTOPHER reverses it. RAVEN reverses the reversal and picks CHRISTOPHER up in a fireman carry, quickly dropping him with a Samoan drop. RAVEN is sporting a cocky smirk now as he gets back up. He drags CHRISTOPHER back up but brings him back down hard with a German Suplex. Instead of going for the pin, RAVEN goes up top.
Unbelievable! JAMES RAVEN and BIG SHANK have been dethroned as Tag Team champions by the new team of SHAWN CHRISTOPHER and ADAM ABRAHAM!
CHRISTOPHER and ABRAHAM are handed the belts and celebrate. RAVEN climbs back in the ring, trying to waken a dazed and incoherent SHANK. CHRISTOPHER and ABRAHAM throw the belts over their shoulders, smiling and taunting the crowd as they walk up the ramp.
The cameras cut to the backstage area and we see PSYKO STEVO walking towards his locker room. He seems happy at the moment, he must be having a good day or he is very confident about his match-up. But when he opens the door to his locker room, a genuine look of surprise comes over his face.
STEVO: I've heard you have this tendency to show up in people's rooms but I thought they were just rumours.
NEPTUNE grins from where he is; lying on his back on the couch in the room. He is dressed nicely, a nice white shirt with a grey tie over black pants and black shoes. He even has a black vest on. Looking good and stylish.
STEVO: Look, I think I know what this is about. I can understand why you'd be attracted to me but man, I am not like that. So, if you don't mind, I'd like you to leave my room now.
NEPTUNE jumps up and keeps his grin.
NEPTUNE: Don't be foolish, ex-janitor. I'm not into daddies. No, the reason I'm here is because... Drum roll please!
From the other side of the room, Dai and Taro
A smile appears on STEVO's face.
STEVO: Oh? That's nice! What did you get me?
NEPTUNE: You'll love it! I got you... drum roll, please!
Dai and Taro do the drum roll.
STEVO: You're going to be doing this a lot?
NEPTUNE: I'll milk it for all it's worth.
STEVO: Right.
NEPTUNE: Anyway! Your gift is... two pairs of socks! Hurrah!
STEVO stares blankly at NEPTUNE for a moment, unsure how to react. STEVO thinks about telling NEPTUNE off for giving him such a lame gift but then he thinks he'll try and be Christmas spirited and pretend to love the gift.
STEVO: Ah, well, thanks...
NEPTUNE: You're welcome!
STEVO: Uh, NEPTUNE?
NEPTUNE: Yes?
STEVO: Where are the socks?
NEPTUNE grins.
NEPTUNE: Drum roll, please!
Dai and Taro do the drum roll. STEVO rolls his eyes with a sigh as he glances at the clock on the wall.
NEPTUNE: Here they are!
All of a sudden, two very gorgeous ladies walk in the locker room. And I mean GOR-GEOUS! Drop dead sexy. A blonde and a brunette. They look hot and more than ready to please! They're wearing nothing but sexy undies and socks. STEVO's jaw drops to the floor as he stares them down.
STEVO: Whoa! Thanks, NEPTUNE! That's just awe---wait... what's... WHAT'S THAT?
STEVO points to the bulges in the ladies crotches.
NEPTUNE: What do you think they are? They are the BEST lady men you can find! You won't be disappointed!
STEVO: ...
NEPTUNE: What's wrong? Are they not hot enough? I asked for super hot. Are they not super hot?
STEVO: ...
Dai and Taro quickly grab NEPTUNE.
NEPTUNE: Hey! What are you guys doing?
Dai: I think he wants to be left alone now. Come on, let's go.
NEPTUNE: Aw, okay! Well, enjoy your gift, STEVO!
NEPTUNE and his pets leave the locker room. The two lady men stand there, unsure of what's going on. Oh, yeah, they're from some Asian country and can't speak a word of english. They just know they have to do what's asked of them if they want to be fed scraps later when they get back to their pimp.
BLONDE LADY MAN: Love you long time?
Ah, that one does know one sentence in english! STEVO sighs and exits the locker room, leaving the door open as he does so.
vs.
--Standard Match-- KYLE and STEVO both step forward and attempt to go for a lock-up but STEVO quickly steps back and shakes his head. He goes for the lock up again and is out-done by SHANE who forces STEVO back into the corner and drives his knee right into STEVO’S mid-section before catching him with a stiff chop to the chest. SHANE whips STEVO into the opposing corner and runs in after him, landing a big running high knee to the jaw. SHANE steps out of the corner as STEVO stumbles out and KYLE lifts him up and over with a hip toss, STEVO’S back hitting the canvas hard. STEVO clasps his back in agony as he gets too his feet and KYLE whips him off the ring ropes, taking him down as he comes back off the ropes with a stiff clothesline. SHANE looks in great condition as he follows up the move with an elbow drop right across STEVO’S chest before going for the first pin attempt of the match up as the referee drops down to make the count, One... Tw-KICKOUT! SHANE climbs up too his feet and pulls STEVO up too his feet and drives his forearm right into PSYKO’S jaw. He drives his knee into STEVO’S gut and hooks his head and neck up before attempting to nail STEVO with a Vertical Suplex but STEVO manages to block the move and counters it into a swinging neckbreaker. Both men lay out on the mat for a few moments before STEVO begins to get too his feet. He gets up using the ropes and immediately turns to face SHANE, who is now to his knees. STEVO pulls KYLE up by the hair and slams his head into the turnbuckle before shoving KYLE right back into the corner. He steps back and drives his shoulder into KYLE’S prone mid-section three or four times before pulling KYLE out of the corner and slapping him hard across the face. STEVO hooks KYLE up before flipping him up and over in a Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge, One... Two... KICKOUT!
STEVO is quick too his feet and boots KYLE in the face as he tries to get too his feet. STEVO drops to the mat and wraps his hand right around KYLE’S throat, choking out the challenger. STEVO releases his grip before quickly mounting SHANE and laying into him with stiff right hands as he lays out on the canvas. STEVO pulls KYLE up again and hooks him up for a Belly-To-Belly Suplex but KYLE blocks the move and takes STEVO with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex of his own, slamming STEVO down to the canvas hard. KYLE climbs too his feet and shakes off the flurry of moves STEVO managed just moments ago before he pulls STEVO up once again, slamming his fist right into KYLE’S jaw with a hard uppercut. KYLE whips PSYKO off the ring ropes and catches him with a picture perfect Spinebuster that rattles the entire ring. KYLE hooks the leg, One... Two... SHOULDER UP! KYLE pulls PSYKO up by his hair and throws him over to the corner, following in with several hard punches to the ribs, wearing him down in the corner. KYLE steps back and waits for PSYKO to stumble out of the corner towards him before lifting him up and over with a high back body drop. KYLE bounces himself off the ring ropes and comes crashing right down onto STEVO’S head with a high-leaping knee drop, catching his right in the forehead. STEVO flails about in the ring, clutching his head, as KYLE just stands there watching him and smiling at the same time. Who knew KYLE could do two things at once? KYLE pulls PSYKO up once again and drives his elbow into the same point of STEVO’S forehead that caught the brunt of the force of his knee. KYLE pulls PSYKO into a knee to the gut before hooking him up by the neck and lifting him in a quick snap suplex. Keeping the suplex hooked in, KYLE rolls through from the snap and hooks up STEVO’S leg before flipping him up and over in a Fisherman’s Suplex, with a tight cover, One... Two... Kickout!
STEVO manages to get his shoulder up just in time. KYLE grabs STEVO and lifts him too his feet once again but STEVO suddenly counters it with a Snap DDT, dropping KYLE to the mat. STEVO climbs too his feet and pulls SHANE up too his feet and he lands a low dropkick to KYLE’S knee and then bounces himself off the ring ropes and takes SHANE down with a running Crossbody. STEVO looks like he’s finally gotten out of first gear! STEVO pulls KYLE up again and whips him off the ropes, catching him as he comes back off the ropes with a Spinning Heel Kick to the jaw. STEVO quickly races over to the corner and shoots himself up onto the top rope before he leaps off with a beautiful Moonsault that he lands on KYLE, full force. STEVO hooks up KYLE’S leg in a tight cover, One... Two... SHOULDER UP!! STEVO smiles as he gets too his feet and pulls KYLE up before snapping him down with a fierce Jawbreaker that sends KYLE reeling. STEVO charges at SHANE and almost takes his head clean off with a stiff running clothesline. He won’t let up as he quickly hooks up KYLE’S leg and locks him in a tight Single Leg Boston Crab, leaning in and applying all the possible pressure he can onto KYLE’S back. KYLE looks like he’s in agony as the referee checks for a tap but KYLE refuses to give in as he reaches out for the ropes which are still a foot or so away. KYLE uses every piece of strength in his body to try and drag STEVO across to the ropes but STEVO is smart and switches from the crab into an STF, weight KYLE down more so, making it harder for him to move. KYLE still won’t tap and he reaches, stretches as far as he can... AND GETS TO THE ROPES!! STEVO releases the hold and won’t even allow KYLE the opportunity to catch his breath before leaping up into the air and taking KYLE down with a hard Hurricanrana. PSYKO gets too his feet and drags KYLE’S prone body right across to the corner before climbing up onto the top rope himself, calling for a 450 Splash, this could be it!! STEVO leaps off...
...AND CRASHES STRAIGHT INTO THE CANVAS!!
KYLE rolled out of the way and avoided the contact!
KYLE shoots the half nelson and hooks up STEVO’S leg, One... Two... Thr-KICKOUT!
KYLE looks more than a little surprised as he sits up and puts up three fingers, aiming them in referees direction but he shakes and motions that STEVO got a shoulder up. KYLE shakes his head and slams his fist down onto the canvas before climbing too his feet and pulling PSYKO STEVO up by the hair. KYLE punts PSYKO in the gut and calls for the KDT but STEVO counters out and takes KYLE down with a Powerslam. STEVO and KYLE both lay out on the mat, tired after the rough beatings they’ve given each other thus far. Both men slowly manage to get to there respective feet but STEVO is a step quicker and charges at KYLE who, somehow, manages to avoid the contact. KYLE leaps off the ropes and takes PSYKO out with a sickening Cutscene!! STEVO is out!! He plummets to the mat and KYLE wastes no time in going for a cover, ONE... TWO... THR-KICKOUT!!
KYLE is pissed!!
He can’t believe it!
KYLE jumps to his feet and gets right in the referees face and questions the speed of the count. He isn’t happy at all as he yells right at the referee, giving STEVO the opportunity to recover and get to his feet. KYLE turns around and is greeted by... THE PSYKLONE!! PSYKO STEVO JUST TOOK KYLE SHANE OUT WITH THE PSYKLONE! HE RETAINS, HE RETAINS, HE RETAINS!!
COVER!!
ONE... TWO... THREE-NO!!
KYLE SHANE KICKED OUT!!
STEVO CANNOT BELIEVE IT!! HE’S SHOCKED!!
He quickly pulls KYLE SHANE too his feet and calls for a second but, as he attempts it, KYLE SHANE catches him with a rake of the eyes and follows it up with the Dual-Shock!!
STEVO IS DOWN!!
KYLE SHANE COVERS!!
ONE... TWO... THREE-KICK OUT!!
NOW IT’S STEVO WHO KICKS OUT AND KYLE SHANE WHO IS SHOCKED!!
He pulls STEVO up and calls for a second, much like STEVO did moments ago, but STEVO counters out and flattens him with a lariat that sends KYLE SHANE flying down to the mat below. He rolls out of the ring and retrieves the United States Championship belt from the time keeper before rolling into the ring with the belt in his hands. He looks at KYLE and then back to the title before the referee attempts to intervene. STEVO shoves the referee down to the mat hard before turning back to KYLE as he slowly climbs to his feet, STEVO charges at him and flattens him with a shot the skull with the title belt! STEVO tosses the belt down into the corner as he stares down at the felled KYLE SHANE, a psychotic looks etched into his eyes.
What the hell is going on?
STEVO drags KYLE into the center of the ring, steps across to the referee and shakes him too before throwing him down to the mat hard. He drops to his knees and makes the cover, hooking KYLE SHANE’S far leg.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE-NO!!! NO!! NO!!
KYLE SHANE BARELY GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!
STEVO grits his teeth as he climbs to his feet and climbs to the top rope but KYLE quickly leaps up and catches him with an enzeguri head kick, stumbling him.
STEVO slumps back as KYLE leaps up onto the top rope and...
A SUPER DUAL-SHOCK OFF THE TOP ROPE!!
THE SOUND OF THE IMPACT IS SICKENING AS THE TWO MEN LAND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
KYLE SHANE manages to drape an arm across STEVO’S chest for the pin.
ONE... TWO... THREE!!
NEW US CHAMPION:
INCREDIBLE! THE GOD OF GAME HAS WON THE UNITED STATES TITLE! He is completely exhausted, but rolls out of the ring as the referee hands him the belt. He quickly makes his way to the top of the entrance ramp, holding the US TITLE high above his head.
JORDAN PENN enters the ring alone to no music. He makes for the ring as quickly as possible. He enters and grabs a microphone.
JORDAN PENN: Bah humbug. So I drew a name from a hat and now, secretly, I am Santa. But I've a match to win and I'm recovering for a hangover. Last night I watched the Hangover 2 on Blu-Ray and well, it sucked. So, without further adieu, I'd like to ask MIGHTY KID to come out, since he apparently has got nothing better to do tonight.
MIGHTY KID enters to some cheers from the fans!
JORDAN PENN: How's your head, KID? Don't answer that. I've got the perfect remedy for you.
PENN reveals a pedestal with a drape over it in the middle of the ring. He motions toward it.
JORDAN PENN: Well come on, open it.
MIGHTY KID pulls off the drape, revealing...a framed photograph of DANTE ANGLAIS?
JORDAN PENN: Are you mad, bro? I tried to find capes but Six Flags Magic Mountain only had Green Lantern and Pink Superman capes. There were Los Angeles Lakers capes in the malls, too, but I just thought this was much better. So, what do you think?
MIGHTY KID stares at the picture frame of DANTE, simply smiling at it. Graciously, he turns the picture frame over and takes out the picture of DANTE, tearing it into shreds. Instead, he reaches behind his cape and produces another picture. He slides it into place and hands it back to JORDAN.
MIGHTY KID: Merry Christmas, CITIZEN PENN.
MIGHTY KID hops out of the ring and walks away with a large smile on his face. JORDAN looks at the picture, only to notice that it now contains a picture of MIGHTY KID holding the United States Title! JORDAN scowls a little as MIGHTY KID disappears into the back.
Backstage we cut, as STEVO is standing after his match. US Title isn't around, either because STEVO lost it- and can't find it. Or it's just somewhere else. STEVO grabbing up a bottle of water and nursing his battle wounds from the match with KYLE SHANE. PSYKO STEVO spins and is met, chest to chest and face to face with none other than CHAD!
CHAD: STEVO.
P.STEVO: CHAD.
CHAD: You come here often?
P.STEVO: Every chance I get. You look nice, considering.
CHAD: Yeah, considering one of the last times you seen me, I was crashing; burning.
P. STEVO smirks and enjoys taking a sip from his water.
P. STEVO: Can't say I don't agree. But I enjoyed seeing you do so.
CHAD: I thought you would. So I figured when I was fully back to one hundred, I'd come back here and see you face to face. Wish you luck on your future as a XWF Wrestler.
P. STEVO: That's sweet of you. Honestly, I'm touched. Merry Christmas to you too.
CHAD: I don't think you want my Christmas present.
P. STEVO: OH SNAPS! You're my Secret Santa?
CHAD: I'm your secret, clause. Yes. But Santa? I don't know you've been crossed of the nice list and currently resident on the naughty list.
P. STEVO can't help but snicker at CHAD's retarded referencing.
P. STEVO: If you're feeling Reindeer, go fly a flipping sleigh. If you're feeling Elfy, go create flipping toys. I don't want to make Christmas Carols- I just spent the last week training for an intense battle and you're no clouding up my downtime.
CHAD: Don't turn all family man on me. You and I have some finished business- that needs to be rekindled. I have something more that needs to be dwelt with.
P. STEVO: Oh yeah? What exactly is that, CHADWICK?
CHAD reaches around his back and flings forward a large sack of coal! A puff of black mist and powder clouds up around the face of STEVO as STEVO begins to cough and stumble. CHAD swings that sack once more hitting STEVO backwards crashing through the table of refreshment drinks of Water, Powerade, Gatorade- and even energy drinks. STEVO is buried under the bottles and cans- inside the wreckage of table.
CHAD: I challenge you to a duel! I don't want to be apart of the decision, nor do I want you to be. I want XWF to decide. SNOW JOB- PSYKO STEVO, CHAD- whether it's for the US Title or not. I don't give a flying rats behind. I've always hated you. And come January it'll just be my way of saying goodbye to a horrible-horrible fixture in XWF. Let XWF decide the match, let XWF decide a special guest referee- and let XWF decide if you put up the US Title and or I put up my CAREER!!!
CHAD backs up and heads off into the distance, as the camera peers back to PSYKO STEVO who is holding himself trying to brush himself free from the numerous bottles and cans. There has to be OVER 9000, covering his body and the area around his body.
"I AM A CROOKED MAN BENT DOWN BY SIN! I AM A CROOKED MAN BENT DOWN BY SIN!"
"Crooked Man" by Those Poor Bastards blares over the PA as R.W. RANDOLPH comes from behind the curtain, carrying the dreaded "Bag of Tricks". He is accompanied by three masked men: Enemigoes IV, XII, and XXI. Two carry a roll of barbed wire, and XXI pushes a hand cart with two mysterious boards atop a bed of nails. R.W. raises the bag over head right before sliding into the ring. The cart is parked in R.W.'s corner and XXI walks back up the entrance ramp, dropping the bag at his side.
"Neptune's Theme" blasts as out steps combattant number 2: NEPTUNE. He walks down the aisle, looking at the two masked men as he makes his way to the ring. He smirks to himself as he slides into the ring and stares down RANDOLPH. They get forehead to forehead and there is intense jawing between both men.
"Are You Ready" by In Case of Fire explode over the PA and the final combattant, DANTE ANGLAIS, walks into view. He pauses at the top of the ramp to drink in the cheers from the audience. He slowly walks down the aisle, waiting to see if RANDOLPH and NEPTUNE will break into a brawl on their own. NEPTUNE notices ANGLAIS at the base of the ramp and charges. ANGLAIS moves out of the way of what looks like a suicide dive, but NEPTUNE busts out a Tiger Feint Kick to stay in the ring. NEPTUNE exits the ring and gives chase to ANGLAIS around the ring. The Enemigoes narrowly dodge the pair as RANDOLPH waits for his opening. ANGLAIS slides into the ring followed shortly thereafter by NEPTUNE.
RANDOLPH stays down for a moment as ANGLAIS picks NEPTUNE up. He picks him up and slams him hard on the canvas. Followed up by an elbow drop. RANDOLPH gets back into the ring and nails ANGLAIS from behind with a clubbing forearm, followed by a second, then a third. He whips ANGLAIS into the corner and follows him in. ANGLAIS counters with a boot to RANDOLPH'S face. RANDOLPH staggers out of the corner to the waiting NEPTUNE who kicks him in the head. He staggers back to the corner and meets an ANGLAIS right hand. He stumbles back into NEPTUNE who kicks him a second time. RANDOLPH staggers back to ANGLAIS who drops him with a haymaker.
RANDOLPH roll outside as NEPTUNE and ANGLAIS realize they've been working as a team. This infuriates both men and the start brawling in the middle of the ring, exchanging punches and kicks
NEPTUNE is back on his feet and kicks RANDOLPH in the back. RANDOLPH turns around and takes a second kick, this time to the face. The impact of the second kick sends RANDOLPH into the ropes... AND THE BARBED WIRE. RANDOLPH staggers off the ropes... A third kick to the face sends RANDOLPH over the top rope, and to the floor. ANGLAIS is finally starting to stir, and NEPTUNE is ready for him. A hard soccer kick to the ribs sends ANGLAIS rolling to the middle of the ring. NEPTUNE follows up with a vicious series of soccer kicks to ANGLAIS' face and ribs. ANGLAIS blocks some of them, but quite a few do still get through. He pulls ANGLAIS up and Whips him into the barbed wire. He follows up with a heavy kick to the face, levelling him. NEPTUNE drops down and starts ferociously choking ANGLAIS as RANDOLPH pulls himself back to his feet. RANDOLPH slides one of the mysterious boards into a neutral corner. The other board is thrown out of the way. RANDOLPH then goes for the main item of his focus... THE BED ON NAILS.
RANDOLPH slides the bed into the ring. as NEPTUNE looks to put ANGLAIS away... ANGLAIS Ducks the Technique of Dark Moon rising... GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!! NEPTUNE is in agony in the center of the ring, and RANDOLPH slides in. He goes right to NEPTUNE and throws him face first into the barbed wire. The good news is that NEPTUNE's face didn't hit the barbs. The bad news is that hair is tangled. RANDOLPH opt to torment NEPTUNE from his prone position, but is cut off by ANGLAIS, who attempts a rear waistlock. RANDOLPH counters with a go-behind. Fearing the CLOCK OUT, ANGLAIS counters with a Victory Roll, which Randolph counters by dropping to his knees, with ANGLAIS' shoulders down. Referee counts: 1...2... ANGLAIS kicks out. NEPTUNE is struggling to free himself from the wire as RANDOLPH gets up quickly and axe handles ANGLAIS back down. RANDOLPH examines his options... Bed of Nails, Barbed wire, Mysterious board, Bag of tricks... better idea! ANGLAIS is up to all fours and RANDOLPH grabs an arm, preparing for Cross Armbreaker position. ANGLAIS locks his hands, but RANDOLPH does have an arm through. He flips through into armbar position, but doesn't break the grip. Unfazed, RANDOLPH hooks the near leg and puts his boot in ANGLAIS' face. The pressure on the face breaks his grip and RANDOLPH locks on an armlock from this position. ANGLAIS is screaming in pain due to the hold. Just then, NEPTUNE gets free and breaks the hold with a stomp to RANDOLPH's face. ANGLAIS is favoring his arm, and NEPTUNE, seems to make a mental note of the hold.
NEPTUNE snap mares ANGLAIS on the Bed of Nails. NEPTUNE climbs to the top rope, careful to avoid the Barbed Wire. RANDOLPH cuts him off, putting him across his shoulders. He walks to the Bed of Nails with evil intentions... DELIVERANCE ON NEPTUNE, Sandwiching ANGLAIS between NEPTUNE and the Bed of Nails! NEPTUNE is hurting, ANGLAIS may be done. RANDOLPH decides to focus on NEPTUNE. He drops a knee right between NEPTUNE's eyes. He uses the time to go back to the Bag of Tricks, this time pulling out a broken PS3 controller, complete with cable. RANDOLPH wraps the cable around NEPTUNE's neck. He pulls NEPTUNE up to his feet and chunks NEPTUNE over the top rope. RANDOLPH's hanging NEPTUNE!!! ANGLAIS struggles to his feet and, in a fit of rage, kicks RANDOLPH in the groin. RANDOLPH doubles over and releases the cable. NEPTUNE slips to the apron, and then the floor, dangerously close to the board as he catches his breath. ANGLAIS looks to hit the ropes, but again remembers the barbed wire. NEPTUNE slides back into the ring just as ANGLAIS charges in... RANDOLPH GETS LARIATED OVER THE TOP. He hits the mysterious board hard...
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
RANDOLPH IS OUT ON THE FLOOR!!!
ANGLAIS realizes that RANDOLPH had hit an exploding board. He also realizes that there's a second board in the ring... NEPTUNE realizes the same thing, and evil thoughts go through his mind. ANGLAIS and NEPTUNE realize that RANDOLPH created a hellish playground, and neither one of these men like each other! Punches and kicks are exchanged, NEPTUNE misses with a push kick... ANGLAIS makes him pay with a dropkick, sending him into the corner. ANGLAIS charges in for a corner splash, NEPTUNE dodges, sending ANGLAIS hard into the corner. ANGLAIS is prone, and NEPTUNE sees an opening... TECHNIQUE OF THE DARK HEARTLESS SUN!!!!!!!!! NEPTUNE holds him down for the cover: 1...2...NO!!!!!!!! ANGLAIS GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! NEPTUNE pulls ANGLAIS up preparing for another hard kick... ANGLAIS has NEPTUNE up... GO 2 SLEEP!!!!!!!! A cover... 1...2...NEPTUNE ROLLS THE SHOULDER UP. ANGLAIS pulls NEPTUNE up by the hair and throws him over his shoulder... FATAL FALL!!!! Another cover... 1...2.....NEPTUNE KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!!!!!
ANGLAIS measures NEPTUNE, waiting for him to get up. NEPTUNE staggers to his feet... DUCKS UNNATURAL SELECTION... TECHNIQUE OF THE MOON RISING!!!!! NEPTUNE WITH THE COVER... 1...2...ANGLAIS ROLLS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!!!!! NEPTUNE pulls the Bed of Nails into position and stands near the ropes. He's very apprencious about the barbed wire as ANGLAIS fights to his feet. He is doubled over right as NEPTUNE attempts Perfect Technique of the Cosmos Poison... ANGLAIS COUNTERS WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM ONTO THE BED OF NAILS!!!!!! ANGLAIS is too exhausted to go for the cover, though NEPTUNE is writhing in agony. ANGLAIS knows there's only one way to end this match... He crawls over to the Exploding Board. He drags it to the center of the ring as NEPTUNE pulls himself up. When the board is in place, he turns to face NEPTUNE... NEPTUNE STARTS THE DESPERADO COMBO OF PAIN AND SUBMIS... ANGLAIS DUCKS A HEAD KICK... UPRISING!!!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The impact sent BOTH MEN onto the Exploding Board!!! ANGLAIS AND NEPTUNE ARE BOTH OUT!!! It seems like no one is left standing in this match!!! The first person to stir may be the winner... RANDOLPH somehow pulls himself to his feet on the floor. On rubbery legs, he wills himself into the ring.
RANDOLPH drags himself slowly to the car crash. He reaches out with his last bit of energy, but misses. ANGLAIS rolls over, on top of NEPTUNE.... 1...............2..............3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
vs.
vs.
--X-MAS X-TREME FINALS
The Bell Rings. DANTE ANGLAIS was the winner, or rather the survivor. He is the new Number One Contender to the World Title!!!
We cut backstage, where DOMINATOR is watching the proceedings of the evening in the General Manager’s Office. He sits with a large grin on his face.
DOMINATOR: So, JONATHYN has recruited yet another nobody to do his dirty work for him. HA! It doesn’t matter who wins the next bout. I already have everything that I need to finally achieve what I want to achieve. I have the power and authority to steer the XWF onto a true path of glory. And not JONATHYN, SHANE CARVER or that stupid superhero MIGHTY KID will be able to stop me.
DOMINATOR smirks, stepping over towards a wardrobe.
DOMINATOR: It is time to put the final phase of my plan into action!
The lights in the arena dim down, as red and gold lights begin to alternate around the entrance ramp. Then “Light's Out” begins to blares over the speakers. Gold sparks begin to pour from the ceiling, as FUZZ slowly makes his way out from the back. The pyro begins to die down as FUZZ walks down the ramp in a cocky manner, and high fives a few fans at ring side. FUZZ then slides into the ring, and then onto the top rope and sits down on the turnbuckle awaiting HARDCORE SMITTY and JON BROWN.
Down with the Sickness blasts over the PA system as the lights go out in the arena. Two large pyros blast off and out emerges HARDCORE SMITTY with JONATHYN not far behind. SMITTY looks like he’s on a mission, he walks directly to the ring, he slides into the ring, he charges and tackles FUZZ to the ground as there is a huge roar from the crowd!
BANG!
The lights in the arena start to flicker! FUZZ must have landed on some electrical circuit! Finally the lights are stable and FUZZ is lying there in a heap! HARDCORE SMITTY takes a few steps back, he runs and leaps off of the ramp! Senton Bomb! FUZZ rolls out of the way! SMITTY hits a whole lot of nothing. He rolls around holding his back. FUZZ gets up and he disappears into the back. SMITTY slowly gets up and he’s looking for FUZZ. SMITTY starts to the back. The cameras have lost them! Get a camera back there!
A camera finally makes it backstage. HARDCORE SMITTY is looking for FUZZ. JONATHYN emerges as well.
SMASH!
FUZZ is all cut up. SMITTY grabs the microphone.
CRRRRASH
Another car intercepts FUZZ from hitting HARDCORE SMITTY. FUZZ stumbles out of his car. He looks over to the other car. It’s JONATHYN! He just saved SMITTY from getting hit by a car! FUZZ crawls to the trunk of his car. He opens it slowly.
BOOOM!
His trunk was booby trapped! FUZZ rolls around holding his face. His hair looks like it’s been singed off! HARDCORE SMITTY stumbles into view. He grabs FUZZ, FUZZ spits in SMITTY’s face and leg sweeps him, SMITTY’s head hits the bumper of FUZZ’s car! FUZZ gets up. He goes over to JONATHYN who is still in the other car. He pulls him out, FUZZ backs up that car! It’s barely moveable! FUZZ guns it!
WHACK!
SMITTY goes rolling over the hood of the car. FUZZ gets out.
vs.
--For ownership of the XWF--
HARDCORE SMITTY starts throwing down huge punches at FUZZ who tries his best to cover up. FUZZ kicks SMITTY off and slides out of the ring. He looks under the ring and pulls out a chair. He tries to slide back into the ring but JONATHYN grabs his foot. FUZZ slides out of the ring. WHACK! He nails JONATHYN with the chair! JONATHYN is bleeding all over the place! JONATHYN struggles to his feet while blood runs down his face! WHACK! FUZZ lays him out again. SMITTY dives through the ropes and lands on FUZZ! SMITTY starts to throw more punches in bunches at FUZZ! FUZZ kicks SMITTY off again. He grabs the chair, he swings at SMITTY! SMITTY ducks it then dropkicks the chair into FUZZ’s face! SMITTY picks up the chair. FUZZ gets up! WHAM! SMITTY rails FUZZ in the face with the chair. SMITTY throws the chair down, he picks up FUZZ and throws him into the crowd. SMITTY hops over the guard rail in pursuit of FUZZ. FUZZ grabs a fans coke and throws it in SMITTY’s face, SMITTY is temporarily blinded, FUZZ kicks SMITTY in the stomach and DDT’s him on the concrete! FUZZ grabs the microphone from the ref!
And there is your match. HARDCORE SMITTY and JONATHYN BROWN begin up the entranceway having a few words as suddenly the lights begin to flicker red, green and yellow. Music carols begin to play, “He's making a list, he's checking it twice. He's going to find out who's naughty or nice. SANTA CLAUS IS COMING... TO TOWN...” JONATHYN BROWN AND SMITTY spin about looking about unaware to what is going on. But suddenly the Christmas lights shine on the BOX!!!
IT'S...
NO WAY....
SPICE ONE!!!
SPICE reaches up and yanks off his mask to reveal the TRUE identity. …
We cut back to the ring, where Unspoken by The Ghost Inside begins to shake the arena. The crowd straight away start booing and putting their thumbs down. R.J. PALMER walks out onto the stage with a smug smile on his face, acting like he's better than everyone else. He begins to walk down to the ring while being a tool to the people in the front row and taunting the younger crowd members. Just before ring he gets a small run up and then slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up and walks around the ring, embracing all the hatred the crowd is showing him. He raises the World Title high into the air boastfully before “Headlines” by Drake begins to to play. JOSE CHAVEZ steps out onto the stage, staring down at the ring. He looks pumped, ready for the most important match of his life thus far. He sprints down to the ring, sliding beneath the bottom rope. He glares at RJ PALMER before climbing the turnbuckle, signaling his respect to the fans. They cheer for him as he raises his arms into the air before jumping down into the ring. The referee lifts the World Title into the air.
Suddenly, “One Winged Angel” begins to blast over the PA System. CHAVEZ and PALMER both glare at the entrance ramp in shock as DOMINATOR steps out onto the stage, carrying an article of clothing in his hand, lifting a microphone to his mouth with the other.
DOMINATOR: With such a prestigious match taking place, I need to ensure that the right decisions are being made. I would not be doing a very good job as General Manager if I weren’t to stamp my authority for a good reason. So therefore, I would like to introduce the SPECIAL REFEREE for this match.
DOMINATOR suddenly removes his jacket and throws the shirt over his head… A REFEREE’S SHIRT!
DOMINATOR: ME!
With that, DOMINATOR paces down towards the ring. The crowd is in shock! DOMINATOR is going to referee the World Title Match!? DOMINATOR enters the ring, shoving the original referee out of the ring with one gigantic shove.
MAIN EVENT
vs.
--Special Referee--
CHAVEZ and PALMER still look stunned by the revelation made by DOMINATOR, who adjusts his referee’s shirt. DOMINATOR calls over to the time keeper to ring the bell. We’re officially underway. PALMER and CHAVEZ turn their eyes away from the newly appointed special referee and stare into each other’s eyes. PALMER begins to talk some trash, whilst JOSE CHAVEZ merely stands and listens. PALMER begins to taunt CHAVEZ, apparently mocking his Mexican heritage. Suddenly, CHAVEZ delivers a swift and powerful kick to the side of PALMER’S leg, but PALMER traps it with his arm, grinning whilst shaking his head. He grabs CHAVEZ around the neck and lifts him into the air, when CHAVEZ boots PALMER in the chest with his free foot. PALMER stumbles backwards, but does not go over. PALMER nods his head, apparently merely testing the waters at this early stage. PALMER extends his arms forward, crouching slightly as he beckons for CHAVEZ to join him in a test of strength. Slowly, CHAVEZ reaches out for PALMER’S open hand and clasps it. Immediately, PALMER drags CHAVEZ towards him and hits the stiffest of boots into his gut. PALMER quickly lifts up CHAVEZ and drills him into the mat with a Spinebuster. PALMER slowly stands up, staring down at CHAVEZ who clutches his back in agony. RJ PALMER gestures with his hand for CHAVEZ to get back up to his feet. CHAVEZ rolls onto his front and pushes himself up as PALMER chuckles to himself once more.
CHAVEZ suddenly jumps up at PALMER, going for a Calf Kick to the side of PALMER’S torso, but PALMER ducks beneath it. CHAVEZ lands on his feet, before suddenly diving backwards and striking PALMER in the head with a Pele Kick! RJ PALMER stumbles backwards into the ropes. CHAVEZ suddenly flies at PALMER, hitting some Forearm Smashes to the face, before Irish Whipping him across the ring. PALMER goes for a spear as he rebounds, but CHAVEZ springs into the air, PALMER sails beneath him. He catches himself on the second rope, before CHAVEZ suddenly jumps onto the adjacent set of ropes and hits a Springboard Hurricanrana to RJ PALMER! PALMER looks a little stunned as he gets back up to his feet. CHAVEZ is screaming at PALMER to get up to his feet. PALMER wipes his nose before charging towards CHAVEZ once again! CHAVEZ drops to the mat, RJ PALMER skips over him and bounces off the ropes. CHAVEZ goes for a Dropkick, but PALMER holds onto the ropes. As soon as CHAVEZ hits the mat, PALMER strides forward and stomps on the spine of JOSE CHAVEZ! PALMER grabs CHAVEZ by the back of the head, hoisting him back up to his feet. PALMER throws CHAVEZ into the turnbuckle, before unloading with lefts and rights relentlessly, striking CHAVEZ in the torso. RJ PALMER takes a step back, before charging at JOSE CHAVEZ once again, looking to hit a Corner Splash, but CHAVEZ sidesteps, PALMER’S chest smashes against the padded steel. He staggers backwards, CHAVEZ suddenly rolls up PALMER! DOMINATOR drops to count the pinfall… ONE…… TWO…… RJ PALMER KICKS OUT!
That was a SLOW count there by DOMINATOR! JOSE CHAVEZ glares at the special referee intensely, but DOMINATOR holds two fingers up to CHAVEZ in a mocking manner. CHAVEZ turns around and walks straight into a right hand from RJ PALMER. RJ PALMER looks to capitalise as CHAVEZ tries to shake the cobwebs from that attack. Whilst his back is turned, CHAVEZ is struck with a Blatant Low Blow from PALMER. CHAVEZ yells out in pain, holding his groin area as RJ PALMER sets up JOSE CHAVEZ for the ANTAGONIZE, but CHAVEZ elbows PALMER in the head, dropping down behind PALMER and suddenly hits a Moonsault Sideslam out of nowhere! CHAVEZ still looks uncomfortable, protesting to DOMINATOR about the low blow. DOMINATOR shrugs, claiming that he had not seen it. The words “Are You Kidding Me!?” can be heard from CHAVEZ’ mouth, before he quickly turns around to RJ PALMER, who is laying motionlessly in the ring. Slowly, JOSE approaches PALMER, who suddenly rolls him up in a Small Package! PALMER was playing possum! DOMINATOR makes the count… ONE… TWO… KICKOUT by CHAVEZ. That count seemed faster than when he counted for JOSE! Maybe it has something to do with what took place backstage earlier in the night?
PALMER moves over to the turnbuckle, leaning on the padded steel to catch his breath. DOMINATOR checks on him, but PALMER waves him aside. As DOMINATOR turns back to CHAVEZ, RJ PALMER begins to untie the padding from around the top turnbuckle, discarding the padding over the top rope. The crowd is booing for RJ PALMER out of pure hatred as PALMER turns back to JOSE CHAVEZ. He picks up JOSE, turning him round so that he is facing away from PALMER. RJ sets him up for a Reverse DDT, but JOSE CHAVEZ suddenly backflips over PALMER, before hitting a Reverse Wheelbarrow DDT! JOSE CHAVEZ considers making the cover, but instead heads for the opposite turnbuckle! The crowd begins to cheer as JOSE CHAVEZ climbs up top! He waits for the perfect moment to strike before springing from the top rope, connecting with a 450 Splash! JOSE CHAVEZ with the cover! ONE……TWO…….KICKOUT by RJ PALMER.
JOSE CHAVEZ gets back up and gets right in DOMINATOR’S face, shouting that the count was recognisably slower! DOMINATOR shoves CHAVEZ back, threatening to disqualify him if he continues to question his decisions. CHAVEZ shakes his head with disgust, before moving back towards RJ PALMER. CHAVEZ hits a Standing Shooting Star Press to the grounded PALMER. Wait… as CHAVEZ hits the move, PALMER grabs CHAVEZ’ arm and locks in an Armbar! DOMINATOR quickly checks on CHAVEZ, asking if he wants to submit. JOSE CHAVEZ screams in pain as PALMER wrenches away on CHAVEZ’ arm, but JOSE is refusing to surrender. JOSE reaches for the bottom rope, but DOMINATOR is right in his way! CHAVEZ tries to move DOMINATOR to once side with his free arm, but it is no use! CHAVEZ resorts to punching RJ PALMER in the stomach with his free hand after rolling as far over PALMER as possible. It is enough for PALMER to loosen his grip just enough for CHAVEZ to pull his arm free. CHAVEZ is quickly to his feet, holding his arm in pain. RJ PALMER is also back up. PALMER goes for a Clothesline, but CHAVEZ ducks beneath it. PALMER suddenly grabs CHAVEZ in a Full Nelson and lifts him into the air! JOSE is yelling out in pain once again as PALMER wrenches at the arms once again! JOSE CHAVEZ endures the pain, before RJ PALMER can no longer keep his strength to hold CHAVEZ in the air for any longer. Instead, he plants CHAVEZ with a Full Nelson Bomb, rolling CHAVEZ over to make the cover… ONE… TWO… THR-NO! KICKOUT BY CHAVEZ!
RJ PALMER glares at DOMINATOR, holding three fingers up. DOMINATOR angrily shakes his head, telling him to get on with the match. RJ PALMER turns back to JOSE CHAVEZ, hitting a Jumping Knee Drop to JOSE’S arm! JOSE yanks it towards his chest, holding it in agony. RJ PALMER kneels above CHAVEZ’ head and quickly locks in a Kneeling Chickenwing! He lifts up CHAVEZ, who is flailing his free arm to try and somehow escape. RJ PALMER suddenly twists his body around, taking down JOSE CHAVEZ with a Spinning Neckbreaker. RJ PALMER slowly gets back up to his feet, dragging JOSE CHAVEZ behind him. He lifts CHAVEZ back up to his feet, before throwing him towards the exposed turnbuckle. CHAVEZ lands feet first on the second rope. RJ PALMER goes to grapple CHAVEZ from behind, but he boots him away. RJ PALMER stumbles backwards, when JOSE CHAVEZ steps up onto the top rope and leaps off the top with a Moonsault, but RJ PALMER catches him on his shoulder. RJ PALMER runs at the turnbuckle, looking to ram JOSE’S head into the exposed steel, but CHAVEZ wriggles free and shoves PALMER forward, sending him straight into the exposed turnbuckle! RJ PALMER clutches his chest in pain on the sharp impact, when JOSE CHAVEZ suddenly runs at RJ PALMER from behind, grabbing RJ PALMER’S head and diving between the top and middle ropes, hitting a Bulldog on the steel! JOSE CHAVEZ lands on his feet on the outside, as RJ PALMER falls flat on his back on the outside!
RJ PALMER has been busted wide open! Blood gushes from the open wound in his forehead! JOSE CHAVEZ quickly slides back into the ring… And applies CAPITAL PUNISHMENT! RJ PALMER is screaming inside the ring at this devastating hold! DOMINATOR is checking on RJ PALMER, asking if he wishes to submit, but PALMER refuses. Suddenly, RJ PALMER swings his leg to one side, draping it onto the bottom rope. DOMINATOR orders CHAVEZ to release the hold, but CHAVEZ won’t let go! DOMINATOR counts from one to four, before literally kicking JOSE CHAVEZ from RJ PALMER, forcing him to release the hold. JOSE CHAVEZ quickly gets back up to his feet as RJ PALMER rolls out of the ring in agony. JOSE CHAVEZ shoves DOMINATOR backwards, shouting and yelling at him for his poor refereeing decisions through the match so far. DOMINATOR snarls at JOSE CHAVEZ and grabs him around the throat! JOSE CHAVEZ is being choked out by DOMINATOR, who is SUPPOSED to be the referee in this match! Suddenly, JOSE CHAVEZ hits a Low Blow to DOMINATOR! The crowd erupts as DOMINATOR doubles over with pain. Suddenly, RJ PALMER slides back into the ring, the World Title in his hands! He runs at JOSE CHAVEZ… but he ducks as he swings the belt…
BAM!
RJ PALMER LAYS OUT DOMINATOR WITH THE WORLD TITLE BELT! RJ PALMER looks shocked as DOMINATOR slumps to the mat. He lays motionlessly in the ring as RJ PALMER turns around… Straight into a FURY from JOSE CHAVEZ! JOSE CHAVEZ immediately applies CAPTIAL PUNISHMENT on RJ PALMER once again! This time, RJ PALMER is in the middle of the ring! There’s no escape for him this time! HE’S YELLING “I GIVE UP!” AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE! But DOMINATOR is still laid out in the middle of the ring! JOSE CHAVEZ releases RJ PALMER, moving over to DOMINATOR and tries to get the giant back up to his feet. DOMINATOR begins to stir, JOSE CHAVEZ heads to the top rope, looking to finish the match once and for all! CHAVEZ sets himself up… and hits a Double Rotation Moonsault on RJ PALMER! He flows into the cover… DOMINATOR crawls over to make the count…
ONE……
…TWO……
… WHAM!
DOMINATOR suddenly strikes JOSE CHAVEZ with the World Title! The crowd are booing intensely as DOMINATOR gets back up to his feet, grinning wickedly. RJ PALMER is stirring, staring at DOMINATOR with disbelief! DOMINATOR lifts RJ PALMER to his feet and hands him the World Title, pointing down at JOSE CHAVEZ who is desperately trying to get back up to his feet! RJ PALMER looks confused by what is happening, but turns back to face CHAVEZ with the World Title, ready to strike. Suddenly, DOMINATOR spins RJ PALMER around… DOMIN-8!!! DOMINATOR just laid out RJ PALMER with the DOMIN-8! What the hell is going on!? The referee in this match has taken out both of the competitors! DOMINATOR orders the time keeper for a microphone.
DOMINATOR: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I please have your attention. As the General Manager of X-MAS –X-TREME, I would like to declare that this match is now null and void. Furthermore, I would like to present to you your NEW WORLD CHAMPION… DOMINATOR!
DOMINATOR proudly raises the World Title into the air! What the hell is this!? DOMINATOR has awarded HIMSELF with the World Title!? Suddenly, “My Name’s Jon Brown” blasts over the PA System. JONATHYN steps out onto the stage, a look of fury in his eyes.
JONATHYN: What the hell do you think you are doing!? You have purposefully hijacked this incredible Main Event and completely ruined this show! DOMINATOR, you will NEVER be World Champion again. Do you know why? Because I relieving you of your duties as General Manager for X-MAS X-TREME. And furthermore, I am hereby BANNING YOU from EVER competing in the XWF again! You are no longer welcome here! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY RING!
DOMINATOR chuckles at JONATHYN, draping the World Title over his shoulder. With that, DOMINATOR slowly climbs out of the ring and begins walking straight towards JONATHYN, an intent to harm in his eyes. JONATHYN seems a little stunned! DOMINATOR begins running up the ramp, charging at JONATHYN!
Suddenly…
“ASCEND TO DEFEND!”
The crowd cheers as MIGHTY KID runs past JONATHYN, striking DOMINATOR in the chest with a Dropkick! DOMINATOR falls flat on his back, the World Title sliding down the ramp. MIGHTY KID scoops it up and hands it to JONATHYN. JONATHYN motions for another referee to enter the ring. Another appears, sprinting down the ramp and sliding beneath the bottom rope.
JONATHYN: This match will continue as scheduled! SECURITY! GET THIS MANIAC OFF MY SHOW!
With that, a fury of security guards appears and apprehends DOMINATOR with JONATHYN escorting them into the back. MIGHTY KID is in the ring, checking on JOSE CHAVEZ, who is slowly getting back up to his feet. JOSE gratefully nods his head towards MIGHTY KID, who climbs out of the ring and stands at ringside, protecting the World Title. RJ PALMER is back up onto his feet, both superstars are looking groggy at this stage. Suddenly, RJ PALMER kicks JOSE CHAVEZ in the gut… ANTAGONIZE! IT CONNECTS! RJ PALMER quickly rolls up JOSE CHAVEZ with a handful of tights… NO! NOT LIKE THIS…
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-NO!!!!
KICKOUT!
RJ PALMER CAN’T BELIEVE IT! And nor can the fans! MIGHTY KID looks delighted on the outside as RJ PALMER looks completely stunned that JOSE CHAVEZ was able to kick out! RJ PALMER lifts JOSE CHAVEZ back up onto his feet. He’s looking to hit another ANTAGONIZE… but JOSE CHAVEZ grabs the top rope. RJ PALMER attempts to yank CHAVEZ away, but he is not letting go! RJ PALMER finally is able to prise CHAVEZ away, but he immediately counters into a Victory Roll… Both shoulders are down…
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NO!!!
RJ PALMER KICKS OUT!
JOSE CHAVEZ quickly backward rolls away from RJ PALMER, before looking to lock in CAPITAL PUNISHMENT once again, but RJ PALMER quickly stands up, setting up JOSE CHAVEZ and nailing him with a Gory Bomb! What a counter by RJ PALMER! The World Champion is still fighting strong! But wait… HERE COMES DOMINATOR ONCE AGAIN! DOMINATOR has somehow broke away from the guards. DOMINATOR slides into the ring. He grabs RJ PALMER by the throat… CHOKESLAM! DOMINATOR grabs JOSE CHAVEZ hits ANOTHER Chokeslam, but MIGHTY KID suddenly appears in the ring… VICEBREAKER ON DOMINATOR! DOMINATOR is down! MIGHTY KID raises his arm into the air, his trademark rope lowers from the rafters. He ties himself to the line, before grabbing DOMINATOR’S legs. Slowly, MIGHTY KID and DOMINATOR begin to rise into the air. The crowd are cheering immensely as MIGHTY KID ascends higher and higher… GOOD GOD, they must be FIFTY FEET above the ring! But MIGHTY KID is not letting go! Perhaps he is merely keeping DOMINATOR out of harm’s way whilst the match concludes…
WAIT…
JOSE CHAVEZ’ DRAPES HIS ARM over the top of RJ PALMER…
COULD THIS BE IT!?
ONE…
TWO…
……..THREE!!!!
NEW WORLD CHAMPION:
IT’S OVER! Slowly, MIGHTY KID begins to descend, with DOMINATOR still in his grasp. Suddenly, he looses his grip! DOMINATOR plummets towards the ground, headfirst! He impacts the ring, which IMPLODES ON ITSELF!
HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
DOMINATOR LAYS IN A GIGANTIC HOLE IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! The turnbuckles have fallen from their corners, the ropes lay spread across the ring aprons. JOSE CHAVEZ and RJ PALMER are both down in the ring! MIGHTY KID looks shocked, apparently guilt-stricken at allowing his grip to loosen. The referee gets back up, still dazed by the ring’s implosion. He checks on DOMINATOR, before signalling to the back for EMTS to rush down to the ring. An ambulance backs down the entrance ramp, even more paramedics appear. A stretcher is carted into the ruined ring. Everything has fallen eerily silent. DOMINATOR is not moving.
MIGHTY KID looks aghast with himself… he is comforted by JOSE CHAVEZ, who has wearily managed to get back up to his feet. Paramedics have great difficultly lifting DOMINATOR out of the crevasse that his impact created. They are able to place him on the stretcher, before supplying him with an oxygen mask.
DOMINATOR is slowly placed into the back of the ambulance, which makes its way out of the arena. JOSE CHAVEZ is handed the World Title, who raises it victoriously into the air, raising MIGHTY KID’S hand at the same time, yet MIGHTY KID looks distraught, watching the ambulance leave…
JOSE CHAVEZ IS OUR NEW WORLD CHAMPION, but his celebration has been slightly dampened by the horrific injury to DOMINATOR.
AND WE’RE OUT OF TIME!
JANUARY 29, 2011
