The lights in the arena lower to complete blackness, while the announcers talk. The music continues to blare over the speakers, as the announcers become audible over the air.
C.P: Welcome to Egotheism, mother fuckers!
T.L: Howdy, folks! We have no idea what the heck is going on here right now.....
C.P: This is totally fuckin’ unannounced! I wonder what the hell.....
C.P: What the fuck?!
T.L: What’s going on here, Cody?
C.P: It doesn’t look fucking good....not fuckin’ good at all!
The EMPIRE raid the ring and Memnoch forecefully takes the mic from the ring announcer.
Memnoch : Yeah, yeah, yeah we get the point ok, you morons know how to boo, but come back to us when you actually learn how to form sentences ok ! But we are not out here to simply belittle you uneducated WAI like morons, as fun as that would be... Oh no we have much more important business to take care of here tonight and I aint talking bout the collection of the UWWF gold either... for that is a long gone conclusion that, that is all heading our way. What we are here for is... well how can I put this best ? We are here for a little opening ceremony to this great night.
Memnoch steps back and hands the mic to Kaizen.
Kaizen : Yeah this is our little opening ceremony to the crowning night of EMPIRE. A night that is gonna go down in history, and not for the reason that WAI and all the other pathetic little get togethers of the past have gone down as. This night is gonna be one of celebration and joy. Well joy for us, and misery for all of you. For tonight your heroes are no more. Tonight the great EMPIRE takes it place atop UWWF and not Repent, not Bonez and certainly not Maddog are gonna stop us !!!
Kaizen hands the mic back to Memnoch who has a cocky evil smirk on his face.
Memnoch : Oh speaking of Bonez... I guess we should welcome our special guest. So.. Bonez.... COME ON DOWN !!!
EMPIRE all stand to one side in the ring and there is a collective gasp from the crowd as from the rafters a wooden cross is lowered and strapped to that cross is none other than BONEZ, who is looking rather bloody and battered and is barely conscious. As the cross comes to rest just barely hanging above the mat Memnoch and Kaizen are standing prodding at Bonez. Memnoch takes the flag from Agent Orange and even uses that to prod at Bonez as if he is something awful to touch and they are engaged in their own conversation though making sure it is heard on the mic
Memnoch : You dont suppose he has gone and kicked the bucket on us do you ??
Kaizen : Nah, we only beat him up half as bad as we could have.
Memnoch : Dont suppose it would really matter if he did die, I mean what loss is it to the world ? Probably only Repent would miss him.
Kaizen then turn to the camera with an evil smile.
Kaizen : Tell me Repent ?? How are you feeling right now ?? Is this what you deem as perfection ?? Look at your little buddy. This Repent is your future, this is the repentance that awaits you tonight. You are the idol of these morons in the arena`s around the world, to them you and Bonez are their saviours. Well how fitting that it ends this way for Bonez then huh ??
Memnoch : You know I think we should revive him so he can say his last farewell to his Perversion partner.. Orange my man ... if you will...
Memnoch sways a hand from Agent Orange to the crucified Bonez. Agent Orange then uncaps the can of gasoline and stands dowsing Bonez with it. Quickly Bonez is coherent and trying frantically to get out of the bounds that are holding him to the cross as he spits insults towards EMPIRE.
Bonez yells, “Let...let me go you mother fuckers! LET ME FUCKING GO!”
Memnoch : Tsk tsk tsk. Come on now Bonez this is live PPV no need for that language after all their maybe children watching. And just incase there is... This kids is what happens when you oppose us and defy what we tell you to do. Sorry to contradict your parents but there really are bogey men in the world and you are looking at them !!
Memnoch then reaches into his jeans and pulls out a book of matches and to the horror of the crowd he looks like he is goning strike one. But just then,Gerd Muller is floored by a vicious chair shot and EMPIRE scurry out of the ring as they see Repent swinging like a madman to stop them burning Bonez. The ring is then flooded by security and ambulance crew to help Bonez and to keep EMPIRE and Repent apart.
Repent helps Bonez away from the cross, basically holding him onto his feet as medical attention rush in to help, also. The EMPIRE leaves the ringside area still with the american flag, all except Gerd Muller, who waits on the outside. Within a few minutes, the ring is cleared of all the commotion. Gerd Muller stands in the center of the ring, still feeling the effects of the mind-boggling chairshot to the cranium.
Not too many men in this business have a simple mindset, others to put it plainly....they worship themselves as “gods”. But, that’s what makes it worth it, right?
Egotheism Def.: The worship of one’s self.
C.P: Good fuckin’ timing on his part, otherwise we would have seen Bonez scarred for life!
T.L: I don’t think this a joking moment in time, Cody. He was kidnapped and tortured by those ruthless son of a b...
C.P: Hey, they proved their point....they aren’t to be fucked with!
T.L: Let’s just get to the ring....please....
Gerd Muller versus Doug Money
The fans take their seats, and the anticipation sits thick throughout the arena. The two combatants circle the ring, as the fans sit in silence.
Gerd Muller shoots in on the UWWF newcomer, Doug Money. Muller grabs Money by the leg and sweeps him down to the canvas with a swift single leg-takedown. Muller applies a key-lock to the leg, and applies heavy force to the move, early in the match. Muller releases the hold, and points at his downed opponent with a glimmer in his eye. The “Baby- Faced Assassin” pulls Doug Money up to a vertical base and he quickly applies a side head-lock. Money throws a quick jab to Muller’s side then throws him into the ropes, and Muller comes back off with the full brunt of his speed. Doug Money attempts to stand his ground, but Muller knocks him to the canvas with heavy shoulder contact, and it knocks Money to the canvas. Muller drops a quick, but devastating elbow to Money’s chest, then makes the cover without holding the leg. 1......2......Money easily kicks out, and Muller just shrugs it off.
T.L: Technical wrestling?
C.P: Technicality....UWWF with morals? What a fucking sight to see!
T.L: And you’re telling me?
Muller and Money get to their feet and collide with a collar-and-elbow tie-up. The two struggle, each man trying to get the upper-hand to the situation. Muller shoots around Money’s back, hooking him with a rear waist-lock. Money shoots his leg back with a swift mule kick right to Muller’s “junk”, and Muller hunches over while stumbling over to the ropes. The referee scolds Doug Money for the shifty maneuver, but he doesn’t seem to care too much. Muller slides across the ropes, as Doug Money goes in to capitalize. Doug Money raises his arms to grab Muller, but he receives a kick to the stomach for his effort. Muller dives in at him, and hooks him in a butter-fly type arm-lock position. Muller turns Money’s body around, and Muller flips him into the air and catches him nicely with a double arm-hook suplex (butterfly suplex) straight to the canvas. Muller floats over, chest on chest, 1.........2......Money still has enough strength to kick out of the situation. Gerd Muller gets up to a vertical base, and he raises his leg and quickly drops his knee across Money’s throat, and holds on for a choke. Doug Money kicks his legs as the oxygen is deprived from his brain, obviously from the choke. The ref chimes in, 1.....2.........3.........4......Muller raises his knee from Money’s throat, but he immediately puts it back into place. The ref raises his fingers at Muller’s face, 1......2........3........4.......Muller releases again, but this time the referee yells, “ONE MORE OF THOSE, AND YOU’RE DISQUALIFIED!”. Gerd Muller backs the ref into the corner, and raises his fist. Doug Money comes up from behind, and rolls Muller into a school-boy, 1.........2........Muller kicks out. Muller gets back up to his feet, with his facial composure turning from it’s normal white to a bright red. Money grabs Muller by the arm and attempts to send him into the ropes with an irish-whip, but it’s thrwarted by Muller. Muller pulls back on his arm, sending Doug Money right into a clenched fist. Money falls to one knee, and Muller drives another heated fist right into his jaw. This time, Money falls to the canvas in a heap, while Muller flips him over....but no cover by Gerd Muller this time!
T.L: Ya think he’d try to take advantage over that....
C.P: You’d think so, but this sneaky sum-bitch has something up his sleeve. You know it....I know it.....hell, we all see it.
Muller waits for Doug Money to get back up to his feet, and he drives right at him with the point of his elbow jutting forward. The elbow connects with Money’s head, and the two men fall to the canvas. Muller gets on his knees, and he pulls up on Money’s head, and he gouges at Money’s head with the point of his elbow. The ref checks in, but sees nothing wrong with the situation. Money grunts with a tone of pain in his voice, but Muller soon relents. Muller pulls up Doug Money by the head, and he grabs him by the arm and sends him into the turnbuckle with a velocity driven irish-whip. Money crashes back first into the turnbuckle, and staggers out toward the fully ready Gerd Muller. Muller ducks under and hoists Doug Money into a fireman’s carry type position, spins around twice, and sends Doug Money down to the canvas with a hellacious death valley driver! Muller turns his body around, and rises back up to his feet. Muller raises his hands, sensing victory a few short feet away!
T.L: Muller is going in for the kill!
C.P: Or just toying with the sorry son of a bitch.....either way.....
T.L: You could put it that way, I guess....
Doug Money struggles to crawl into the corner, and he grabs onto the middle rope to help himself up. Still facing the turnbuckle Money tries to gain back his senses, but Muller comes up with a vicious dropkick to his back and it sends him face first into the turnbuckle cover. Muller quickly gets in the center of the ring, while Doug Money turns around. Money steps forward a few steps, and thrust his leg up for the “Bullet“ (super kick), but Money moves out of the way and grabs the back of Muller‘s head and runs him head first into the top turnbuckle! Money turns Muller around and pushes him into the buckle, and begins to punish him with a mudhole stomping! Money knocks Muller to the mat with the kicks, but he pulls him back up and jumps onto the middle rope. Money attempts a monkey-flip, but Muller pushes him onto his back, knocking the air out of him. Muller holds onto the legs, thus catapulting him face first into the turnbuckle! Muller quickly rushes a few feet back, Money turns around and staggers toward him....Muller slides forward, SLAP! Muller sends his foot across Doug Money’s jaw with “The Bullet”! Money hits the canvas in a heap, and Muller goes for the lateral press bobbing his head to the count, 1..........2..........3!
C.P: Plain and simple, Gerd Muller rocked his fucking head with that finishing maneuver.
T.L: To put it simply, yes, Cody.
C.P: Don’t get all fruity with me, Ton.
“You son of a bitch.” is heard loudly in the pitch black darkness of the room. The sound of a fist crashing into the skull of a cranium is heard, and violent rustling. The lights come on:
Janus is struggling with several men dressed in white. His nose is excreting blood, quite profusely. One of the men dressed in white opens a pill bottle, dropping some of the contents into his hand, and he waits for the signal. Two of the large men hold Janus’ arms and one holds his mouth open, quickly the single man drops the pills into his gullet. Janus forces down the pills, and almost immediately calms down. The two men release him lightly, and Janus crouches down on his hands and knees. His head touches the floor, and the men begin to leave to the room in single file.
Pres. Maddog w/ Janus versus G-Man
Gman comes walking down the ring wearing a black shirt with "Its on Blazes" in red in front. Gman holds his hands in the air, as he rolls into the ring. G-man is standing in the ring, as the ropes are being removed, and Barbed wire is being put in its place. A large cell lowers from the top of the arena, leaving Gman standing in it, as the crowd begins to cheer. Gman starts yelling to Prime and Lockton, asking what is going on. The crowd begins to cheer heavily, as Maddog's face shows up in his office. Wearing his wrestling gear and no shirt, Maddog holds a barbed wire baseball bat in his hands.
MADDOG: Gman.....oh G-man!
Gman turns around, to see a laughing Maddog who is staring at Gman, as explosives are being put in place on the ground, underneath glass tables. Gman looks around, as the barbed wire is laced, and behind them are tables. Officials set a kendo stick, baseball bat, cattleprod and a chair in the four corners. Gman looks confused as Maddog smiles at him.
MADDOG: Nice, isn't it? You see, G-man. On Perfection television the record books show that you got the one-time victory over me. A fluke? most likely. However, now its my show. My rules. I may have passed out in the 4:20 brawl, but this match...this....Hell in a Cell death match, you can't win. It was a double hell in a cell match, but I think we only need one. I hope you're ready to bleed, cause I am. Gman....Its on....blazes...
Maddog snickers as he walks away. Gman takes off his shirt then throws it outside the ring. looking around, Gman grabs a baseball bat, as Maddog starts to walk to the ring, with his barbed wire bat. Referees hold the door to the cell open, as Maddog starts to run. explosives are moved so Maddog can slide in the ring, under some barbed wire. Maddog slides in and immediately the tables are slid back in place, and the door is shut and the bell rings. Gman charges at Maddog, swinging his bat, but Maddog rolls out of hte way and gets to his feet. Standing near the edge Gman starts for him again, but Maddog moves, and Gman hits the ground, rolling just off the apron, and on a glass table, but quickly rolls in the ring. Maddog grips his bat, as him and Gman circle the ring now. Gman and Maddog swing their bats at each other, and they collide. Both of their bats are pulled back and Gman kicks Maddog in the gut. Gman holds his bat in the air, and Maddog takes his bat and jabs Gman in the gut!!! Gman drops his bat and Maddog pulls his bat away from Gman. Gman falls to the ground writing in pain as Maddog holds his barbed wire bat. Gman starts to get up, and Maddog smacks Gman in the back with his bat, then rakes him down his back!! Gman arches his back as he moves on his knees, with blood begining to flow down his back. Maddog takes Gmans bat and then smacks him in the back. Gman falls to the mat and Maddog throws Gmans bat out of the ring. Gman crawls to the corner, where the chair is, and Maddog takes the chair. Holding onto the turnbuckle, Gman pulls himself up. He turns around...THUD! Maddog smacks him in the face with a chair, sending him reeling to the mat. Gman falls on his hands and knees and starts to get up, but Maddog smacks him in the face again with the chair, this time he falls to the mat and rolls out to the ground, avoiding the barbed wire and the regular tables. Maddog climbs onto the turnbuckle, and looks as Gman starts to his feet, and Maddog leaps off with a double axhandle, smacking Gman in the head. Gman falls to the ground, and Maddog grabs him and sets him on a table. Maddog slides back in the ring, then climbs the turnbuckle again. Gman rolls off of the table, then slides in under the barbed wire. Maddog jumps off, then jogs around the ring, then charges at Gman. Gman lunges to his feet, and connects with a spear on maddog, sending them both to the mat! Maddog holds his gut, as Gman crawls around, unsure where he is. Gman Stands to his feet, then grabs the bat that maddog brought to the ring. Maddog starts to his feet, and Gman charges and hits Maddog in the gut with the bat. Maddog stumbles back, and Gman hits a dropkick on Maddog, who stumbles back, then trips and falls into the barbed wire! Maddog's leg is tied up between the top and middle barbed wire rope, and the spurs are both digging into his leg! Gman looks around and then throws down the bat and grabs the kendo stick. Gman looks at Maddog as he helplessly tries to free his foot. Gman taps the stick on the ground as Maddog starts to untangle himself. Maddog is sitting up, as Gman smacks him in the head with the stick! Maddog falls back and onto a table, with his foot still stuck in the barbed wires. Gman walks around the ropeless part of the ring, then cirlces around the ringpost.
C.P.: That fuckhead G-spot! He's going to go after maddog's exposed knee!
T.L.: This match and sudden Rivalry. Gman wants a shot at the Ultimate title. And he'll kill Maddog for it.
C.P.: God. G-spot is gonna injure him permanetly. Maddog and the Spot leave nothing behind when they fight!
Gman stands on the ring, holding up the kendo stick. Gman looks around, then viciously smacks the knee of Maddog! Maddog screams as he grabs his knee. He rolls off of the table, then falls to the ground, and his leg comes with him, and untangles from the barbed wire. Maddog's right leg is bleeding and he holds his knee. Gman grabs Maddog and lays him on a table, but turns him sideways, on two tables. Gman climbs the turnbuckle again. Gman holds his hands in the air then leaps off! Gman lands on the table with Maddogs knee...But Maddog rolled backwards and off the tables! Gman missed! Gman holds his elbow as he crashes through the table. Maddog holds his knee, as he tips over the next table. Maddog lifts up the apron then pulls out A LADDER! Maddog slides the ladder in the ring, but he pulls out another. Maddog limps as he rolls back in the ring. Maddog grabs the chair, and Gman starts to climb into the ring. Gman stands in the ring, and Maddog smacks him with the chair! Gman stumbles and falls to his knees. Maddog smacks him in the face again and Gman falls backwards and rolls onto the glass tables.....Maddog crawls out carefully, and slides Gman on one. Maddog grabs a ladder, then sets it up in the ring. Maddog begins to slowly climb, as Gman lays on the table, with blood slowly coming from his head. Maddog reaches the top of the ladder, then reaches up and can grab the top of the cell. Maddog looks around, then points to the crowd, slowly moving his hands. He steps on the top rung, then pushes off, and HITS A FLYING SPLASH ON GMAN!!!! the glass table shatters into pieces as both men crash to the ground, and a sudden explosion is heard below Gman's back. smoke comes out, as MAddog rolls off of Gman, and Gman rithes in pain, and twitches occasionally. the glass flies around from the explosion, and the crowd is on their feet yelling "HOLY FUCK" "HOLY FUCK"
C.P.: With a goddamn knee injury, he got off to the top of the fucking ladder! I need a beer!
T.L.: Damn. These two are going to end each others careers. Then what?
Maddog slowly starts to move, as Gman lays there. Officials from the outside of the cell try to talk to Gman, but the official in the cell stays in the ring. Maddog sits up and his cheek is bleeding from a piece of glass. Maddog has a piece of glass lodged in his arm. Maddog pulls out the glass, while he holds onto the apron as he rolls into the ring. Gman's back is now bleeding profusely, as he slowly starts to move. Maddog grabs a ladder, then sets it up in the corner. Maddog grabs the other ladder, then leans it against the other ladder. Maddog limps over to Gman, who is holding onto the apron, then stomps on his foot. Gman holds his hand as he falls to his knees. Maddog leans over and grabs Gman by the hair and starts to pull him up. Gman punches Maddog in the stomach, then grabs Maddog and THROWS HIM THROUGH THE OTHER GLASS TABLE!!! The glass shatters and a loud explosion is heard, sending glass flying. Maddog rolls around screaming in pain, as Gman rolls into the ring, then holds his hand in the air. Gman looks exhausted as he grabs a ladder and walks over to the edge of the ring. he grabs the other ladder and sets it up over near the other end of the ring. Gman slowly walks around more, trying to gain his composure more, as Maddog slowly starts to move, but his back is badly burnt and pink from the burns. Maddog starts to roll into the ring, when Gman grabs him by the hair, and pulls him to his feet. Gman slaps Maddog across the face before kicking him in the gut and giving him THE SHOWTIME SPLIT!!!! Maddogs face plants into the mat, and Gman smiles as he rolls over Maddog. Gman leans over him for a pin. ................. 1 ................... 2 ............. Maddog grabs Gman and rolls him up. ................ 1 .................. 2 ................... Gman kicks out! Gman sits up surprised by Maddogs counter, and Maddog lays there, face down. Gman stands to his feet and then goes over to the unused weapon...the cattleprod! Gman holds it in the air, as Maddog starts to get to his feet. Gman grabs Maddog by the hair, and drags him into the barbed wire. Gman drops the cattleprod, as he wraps Maddogs arms around the barbed wire. Maddog lays there as Gman walks back and grabs the cattleprod. Gman holds it in the air, then JABS MADDOG IN THE CHEST WITH IT! Maddog shakes violently as the crowd hears the electricity hitting his body! Maddog shakes, and the spurs dig into his arms, like they did his feet earlier! Gman pulls the prod away, as Maddog slowly stops shaking, but looks to the ground. gman slaps Maddog in the face, and Maddog kicks Gman in the groin! Gman falls to his knees, and Maddog kicks him in the face! Gman falls to the ground, and Maddog rips his left arm out, causing a spur to cut his arm. Maddog slowly gets his right arm out from the barbed wire, then stands to his feet. Holding his chest, Maddog grabs the cattleprod. Gman starts to his feet, and Maddog stands behind him. Gman stands and turns around and Maddog wraps his arms around him. Maddog quickly turns, then gives Gman a belly to belly suplex!!! Gman lands on his back, but rolls over to his stomach. Gman starts to get to his feet, and Maddog grabs the cattleprod. Maddog gets behind Gman who is on his hands and knees and crawling for the corner. Maddog looks around, then STICKS THE CATTLEPROD IN GMANS ASS!!!! Gman jumps into the corner, as Maddog digs the cattleprod into Gmans arse. The crowd erupts in half laugher, half cheering as Gman jumps out of hte ring, with an electric jolt. Gman crawls around on the outside holding his ass, while he tries to stand up.
C.P.: HA! Maddog fucking shoved that cattleprod up Gmans ass!
T.L.: That must've been a shocking shi..
Maddog throws the cattleprod out of the ring, then jumps down the side, landing on some broken glass. Gman is crawling to the door, as Maddog pursues him. Gman crawls and stands to his feet, holding onto the cell. Maddog punches Gman from behind and Gman falls to his knees, as he continues to crawl. maddog snickers as Gman goes for the door. Gman tries to open the door. Maddog grabs Gman then smashes his head into the cell door. Gman falls to the ground. Maddog walks over and grabs a table....Dragging it over, Maddog folds it up, and rests it up against the door. Gman starts to his feeet while Maddog grabs his pants and his hair. Maddog backs up, but Gman elbows him in the gut. Gman wraps his arms around Maddog, then lifts him up. Gman steps back, before putting him down. Maddog punches Gman in the back, but Gman lifts him up and gives him a release Northern lights suplex into the table!!!! The table breaks infront of the door, as Maddog lands on the back of his neck in the corner. Gman arches his back on the ground, but he gets up. Standing back, Gman waits for Maddog. Maddog holds onto the door, as Gman waits. Maddog turns around as Gman charges after him. Gman spears Maddog, and they bust through the cell and to the outside! Gman holds his head as he starts to his feet, and the crowd is cheering heavily. Gman stands to his feet, then walks around the outside. Maddog holds his shoulder as he gets to his feet, using the guardrail as support, while fans are patting him on the head. Maddog gets to his feet then goes after Gman. Gman walks over to maddog and then punches him. Maddog returns with a punch. Gman grabs MAddog with a bear hug and the two stumble into the cell, trading punches. Gman pushes Maddog back, then goes at him with a clothesline. Maddog ducks. Gman turns and Maddog clocks him with a vicious clothesline! Gman falls to the ground, but quickly gets up and starts to walk away. Maddog walks around the cell, then grabs a mic. Maddog then starts to climb the cell! Gman falls to his hands and knees, then walks around. He notices Maddog walking up the cell, then stands outside the ring, yelling at maddog. Officials come around Gman who is yelling at Maddog who is now ontop of the cell. Gman is yelling loudly "this is supposed to take place in the cell assshole." Maddog looks around at the crowd, then goes to one knee on the cell, then holds the mic up to his mouth.
Maddog throws the mic down to the ground, and Gman looks angry. Gman finally starts to climb the cell after maddog. Gman climbs up while maddog pulls something out from his boot. Maddog wraps it around his hand, and it is A CHAIN! Maddog waits for Gman to finally get up. Gman climbs on the cell and walks cautiously over to Maddog. Gman goes for a spear and Maddog moves. Gman gets to his feet and MADDOG CLOCKS HIM WITH THE CHAIN!!! Gman falls to the top of the cell, where Maddog goes on his knees and continues to punch Gman in the head. Gmans wound on his head is opened wide and blood flows down his face. Maddog stands up and grabs Gman by the hair, as the fans are on their feet, and cheering loudly. Maddog lifts up Gman and slams him on the cell. MAddog lifts up his arm and hits an elbowdrop on GMan. Maddog punches him more int he face, and Gman starts to his feet. Maddog stands back, and Gman gets to his feet. Maddog grabs Gman, and Gman thumbs him in the eye. Maddog stumbles around and Gman charges and hits a bulldog! Maddog hits the cell and Gman lands near the edge. Maddog starts to his feet and Gman stands back. Maddog gets up and Gman kicks him in the stomach. Gman sets him up and then gives him a piledriver on the cell! Maddog lands on his head, then rolls over on his stomach. Gman kicks MAddog in the stomach and he rolls over near the edge. gman waves off the announcers from the table as Cody Prime and Tony Lockton scramble to move. Gman grabs Maddog and sets him up to his feet. Maddog lunges with a punch to the gut of Gman. Gman returns with a knee to the face of maddog sending him over the edge! Maddog is dangling with one arm, while Gman wipes blood off of his face. Maddog grabs on with his other hand and tries to get up, but Gman tries stomping on Maddogs hands. Maddog tries to get to his feet, but gman stomps on Maddogs hand. Maddog moves his hands off the top and climbs down a bit. Gman stands back, as Maddog tries to climb again. Gman runs for a baseball slide dropkick but Maddog releases his feet and he falls down and Gman misses. Maddog quickly gets up and grabs on the legs of Gman who starts to slip off of the cell. Maddog climbs back up and then Gman rolls back on the top. Maddog gets to his feet, where he knees Gman in the gut. Maddog grabs Gman with a headlock, then jumps up for a spinning DDT. Gman counters and throws Maddog, who lands on a metal bar holding the top of the cell together and attacked to the wires lifting it to the roof. MAddog holds his wrist in pain, as Gman walks over to Maddog. Gman runs and hits a legdrop on Maddog. Quick to his feet, Gman grabs the legs of MAddog, and applies a TEXAS CLOVERLEAF!!!! Gman arches back, while Maddog screams for pain, and tries to crawl away! Gman laughs as the Maddog tries to move, but can't!
T.L.: This could be the end! GMan beat him last time with that move.
C.P.: The only way out is down! Either tap out, or fucking free fall! Lose-Lose situation for Maddog. Gman may be the new Number One contender!
Gman continues holding the move, but Maddog tries to crawl. Finally Maddog stops moving. Officials below are unsure what to do. Gman keeps on the hold for another few seconds before finally releasing it. Gman looks around at the officials then walks away, while Maddog lays there on the mat. Gman yells at an official to come up, but the officials refuse.
C.P.: Gman has to beat Maddog in the cell! He can't do it there. no official will climb up!
T.L.: They werent supposed to survive out of the cell.
C.P.: I wonder how Gmans hemmroids are doing?
T.L.: Plain out...disgusting, Cody.
Gman looks around, then goes over to Maddog who is yet to move. Grabbing Maddog by the hair, gman starts to lift MAddog to his feet. Maddog starts to his feet, then suddenly lunges up with a chop to the throat of Gman! Maddog was playing possum! Maddog grabs Gman then lifts him on his shoulders! Maddog carries Gman near the middle of the cell, then looks around at the crowd. Maddog holds out his hands then yells "U-W-W-FUCKING-F" Maddog grabs the head of gman and tucks it in his armpit, then throws his legs out and he gives Gman the EMERALD FUSION! The top of the CELL BREAKS!!!! Both men crash through the cell and into the ring!!!! The crowd is cheering heavily, as both men lay in the middle of the ring. Gman is hardly moving, while Maddog holds his right leg in pain, which was injured earlier! Maddog crawls over to Gman and goes over for a pin on him. A referee outside of the ring quickly runs in and slowly climbs in the ring. He goes for the pin. ..................... 1 .......................... 2 .................... GMAN ROLLS OVER!!!! The crowd erupts more, and Maddog smacks the mat in frustration. Maddog grabs the referee and yells at him for being out of the ring. Maddog smacks the mat in frustration, then grabs a ladder. going to the unused glass tables, Maddog sets up the ladder facting the two barbed wire ropes, but near the edge of the ring. Maddog grabs Gman and lifts him on his shoulders. Maddog climbs the ladder and rests Gman on the ladder. Maddog grabs the other ladder and sets it up near Gman. Maddog looks around then begins to climb. Gman is sitting up on the ladder but doesn't appear to be conscious. Maddog climbs the other ladder within reach of Gman. Maddog doesn't hesitate and leaps at Gman. MAddog and Gman collide and Gman wraps his arms around Maddog and twists as they fall off of the other ladder! GMan and MAddog crash through the other glass tables, then there is another set of explosions! Both men are laying side by side on the outside, covered in glass, and blood! The crowd is going wild, as officials all run into the ring. Maddog lays on his back, while Gman is laying face down. neither man is moving, and they are cut all over, with glass covering them. the main official looks around, then waves for paramedics! He signals the bell! The match is being called because neither man can continue!!!!
C.P.: Did Gman counter that fucking move? Shit!
T.L.: Well, it appeared like he did, but its hard to say. His hands wrapped around Maddog, but it also appeared Maddog's right leg caused him to leap a little to the left and Gman just grabbed him when Maddog got him.
C.P.: either way, that was a fucking brutal match. I still haven't seen anything like that before.
T.L.: Well, Gman won the first one, but neither got the best of each other in round two. G-man may have failed to qualify for the contendership for the world title.
C.P.: Who fucking cares! Even if he won it, he couldn't fight for it! He's half dead! Look at him on the stretcher, as well as Maddog!
The ringside area sits almost silent, as Janus climbs into the ring. Red strobe lights begin to flash inside the arena, and Janus stands still waiting on the apron of the ring. Rushing down to the ring comes the newcomer to the UWWF, Unscared. Rushing quickly with a steel chair in hand, Unscared forges his way up onto the apron of the ring, ascending the turnbuckle!
C.P.: What the fuck is going on here?
T.L: I couldn’t tell you....
Unscared springboards off the top turnbuckle into a four-fifty, with a steel chair in hand. As he comes close to landing, he sends the steel chair over the ropes and it smacks Janus right in the middle of his face! Janus tumbles off the apron, and lands in a heap across the unforgiving concrete floor! His head thuds off the floor, and he lays motionless. The fans in the front row look on in awe at what they had just seen happen to the big man. NaTaSha throws a black bag under the bottom rope, and exits the ringside area. Unscared grabs the bag, uncovering a object....the object only seen in the UWWF, on occasions that can be counted on one hand. He pulls the weed-whacker out and holds it high on the air, just as Maddog regains his consciousness. Unscared tosses the weed-whacker down to the mat, and he viciously kicks Maddog in the teeth. He pulls out a roll of white athletic tape, and begins his work on the President of this fine company.
Unscared tapes Maddog to the ropes with white athletic tape, tight enough to not let Maddog even come remotely close to getting free. Maddog struggles, but Unscared nails him in the midsection with a heavy boot. Maddog falls to his knees, while Unscared picks up the weed-whacker off the canvas and proceeds to pull start it. The engine whirs as Unscared pulls down the handle to accelerate the weed-eater. He raises it up high, just before he sends it across the bare chest and stomach of Maddog, and Maddog lets out a groan of extreme pain on impact. As the “blade” slashes Maddog across the stomach, the lash marks begin to fill up with blood immediately. Unscared pulls away for a second, and sends the blade across the middle of Maddog’s forehead, but quickly pulls it away. The blood splatters the canvas in a large accumulating puddle, draining off Maddog’s body. Unscared throws the weed-whacker to the canvas, and unloads a fury of fists across Maddog’s forehead, toward the end of his barrage he lifts his hand away from Maddog’s face and licks his blood from his hand. Unscared lifts his fist one last time and cracks his fist so hard across Maddog’s face that the slap of his knuckles is heard throughout the silent arena. Unscared slides under the bottom rope, as officials hit the ring and help Maddog away from the ropes. Maddog falls flat on his face to the canvas, but he gets on his hands and knees struggling to crawl. He manages to move a few feet, and lift himself onto his knees. Maddog stands up and almost topples over and catches himself on the ropes, he raises his fist in the air. He reaches through the ropes for a microphone, and he lifts it up to his bloody face.
Maddog: You.....you....know what you motherfucker.....you want to fuck me up in front of the world...you did what you came to do.....
Maddog wipes the blood away from his eyes, before going back to his speaking - which is a bit slurred due to the amount of blood lost already.
Maddog: You...want...a....piece...of..me? You.....want to bring up the past? Next....week....you’ve got... it. You’ll...you’ll...get what you came here for.....and you won’t like the results, you son of a bitch.
Maddog wearily drops the microphone to the canvas. Unscared turns to President Maddog, who is staring at him with hatred running through his eyes. Unscared turns around to meet the brisk shot of a elbow to the bridge of his nose from the one and only National Champion, Nightmare! Nightmare pulls up Unscared by the head and socks him upside the head with a stiff right hand. Nightmare drags Unscared down the aisle and the two disappear into the backstage area. Inside the ring, Maddog stumbles and falls onto his back, then slowly rolls under the bottom rope. Two men in white suits help Janus up to his feet, and carry him to the back, while Maddog is helped by two officials to the same area.
C.P: Brutal reminders of days of yesterday came to our fucking President here tonight.
T.L: Why didn’t anyone help him? He was defenseless inside that ring, yet nobody came to help him. He would have helped anyone out in that sort of situation....
C.P: That just goes to show you that our President is such a prick....
T.L: What if you were in his shoes?
C.P: Look at me, am I in that situation? No.
T.L: (rolling his eyes) Let’s get onto other business. We have....
C.P: Next up, TONY, we have a match that pits a few men we’ve just seen inside the ring...
T.L: The unholy....ungodly, JANUS....taking on the reigning UWWF National champion, Nightmare!
C.P: (mumbling) Fuck you....Tony....just fuck you.
T.L: A match that will pit two behemoths against each other in the same squared circle that we just saw our President, almost left for dead.
C.P: I say fuck the stupid bastard, he got what he deserved. He was left for dead for a goddamn reason, he screwed someone he shouldn’t have fucked with.
T.L: ( sigh ) Let’s get to the ring for some more action here on EGOTHEISM!
Janus and Nightmare stand face to face in the center of the ring, Janus tilts his head to the side while his eyes twitch nervously. He tilts his head back toward Nightmare, and Nightmare pushes him away. Janus turns his head and spits in Nightmare’s face, and chuckles crazily with his head ducked to the side. The referee just stands back, unknowing of what will happen next. Nightmare laughs at Janus, and the two stand center ring laughing hysterically. The ref steps forward, right between the two men. Janus reaches forward and extends his arms around the ref, gripping him tightly in a bear hug. The ref struggles to get away, but Janus falls to his knees still holding onto him. Nightmare pulls out a small knife from his boot, and walks over to the referee, and extends the knife at his forehead. Nightmare toys with the referee, and finally lodges the knife lightly into the referee’s forehead, and carves in the word, “ Apocalypse”.
T.L: Those sick.....sadistic....mother...
C.P: (excitedly) FUCKERS! What’s going to happen next? A gang ba....
T.L: I wouldn’t go as far as that.....
Janus releases the ref, and pushes him face first down to the canvas by forcefully pulling on the back of his head. The ref’s blood streamed face leaves streaks across the canvas, as he struggles to get away from the two. Janus crouches down and peers at Nightmare with a smile on his face, then he slowly turns away. Janus slowly makes his way over to the ropes, climbs through the middle of the ropes, and jumps down to the floor. Janus exits the area and Nightmare stands alone in the center of the ring looking on.
T.L: The alliance of....Janus....and.....and....Nightmare?
C.P: That’s all we fucking need...these two weird mother fuckers....ah, forget it.
T.L: Our next match features Nightmare, while he defends his National championship against the likes of Memnoch....and the heavily beaten Bonez.
C.P: My fucking question is, is Bonez in any fucking condition to wrestle?
T.L: After what the Empire did to him, I seriously doubt he’ll be in any condition to compete.
C.P: I’m sure he’ll have vendetta on his mind when he steps into that ring. I’m damn sure he’ll be in the state of mind to not just win the match....but to fuck up Memnoch’s world entirely.
T.L: Wow.....I never would have expected you to say something that logical.
C.P: Ton, fuck off.
T.L: Those intelligence points just dropped.....
C.P: Any fuckin’ way, before we move on to the National championship match, we need to cut to the back.
The scene cuts to the backstage area, obviously a private room within the arena. President Maddog and one of the medical personnel talk briefly, until Maddog yells, “Fuck the stitches, just super glue the shit up.”. Maddog leans his head back, and the man wipes his head with a towel, which immediately becomes soaked up with crimson. The pulls out the super glue, slightly pushing the large wound across Maddog’s head together and applying the glue. After about a minute, the man completes the task and starts to walk away, “I’ll be right back, sir.” A slight trickle of blood runs down from the wound as the camera zooms in on Maddog’s face.
Maddog: Unscared, you wan to fuck with me? You come out here and start cutting me up with a weed-whacker, that’s fine. But, do you think you’ll get away with it? The signs are pointing to, NO WAY IN HELL! You want to be hardcore.....let’s make it hardcore....we’ll make this a match that the UWWF hasn’t seen before. One of the most hardcore spectacles to hit the nation......I’ll let you know by the beginning of next week.
Maddog leans forward, and the medical assistant douses his back in alcohol, and slowly pulls out the pieces of broken glass from his back. Blood oozes down, and Maddog smirks a bit, as he pulls the dreadlocks away from his face.
Three Way Dance
BOWERY DEATH MATCH
Nightmare vs. Memnoch vs. Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt
Nightmare and Memnoch both make their respective entrances, but with no sign of Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt.
The bell tolls: Memnoch and Nightmare start out the bout inside the weapon lined steel cage. The two lock-up and the match begins on a technical note. Nightmare attempts to shuck Memnoch away, but Memnoch hooks him in a side headlock. Nightmare struggles to pull away, but Memnoch laces him with a pair of stiff punches to the middle of his forehead. Memnoch proceeds with his punishment by dropping Nightmare face first across his knee, and Nightmare falls backward to the canvas. Memnoch drops to his knees and extends his hands to choke Nightmare, but Nightmare bolts up off the canvas, gripping Memnoch’s throat tightly between his fingers. He slowly begins to reach his feet, still holding on to Memnoch’s throat. Memnoch throws a boot to Nightmare’s gut to make him release the choke. Memnoch grabs Nightmare by the arm, and goes with him on an irish-whip. Memnoch reaches up and grabs Nightmare by the back of the head, and sends him crashing face first into the chain-link fencing with authority! Nightmare falls backward to the canvas, and Memnoch sends a stiff kick right across the middle of his back. Memnoch points to one of the trash cans fastened above the turnbuckle, but waves his head away shaking his head. Memnoch directs his attention back to Nightmare, but gets caught with a low blow! Nightmare grabs hold of Memnoch’s head and feeds him right into a knee to the midsection, followed up by a gutwrench suplex! Nightmare makes his way over to the turnbuckle, and jumps onto the middle rope, pulling down a trash can full of goodies!
T.L: I wonder what surprises are in that can?
C.P: I couldn’t fuckin’ tell ya.
Nightmare tips the can upside down to reveal the contents; a spool of barbed-wire, a toaster, and about a dozen light bulbs. Nightmare picks up the toaster and looks at it with a smirk falling over his face. Just as Memnoch gets up, Nightmare rushes right at him - Memnoch manages to lift his leg high to send the toaster into Nightmare’s face! Nightmare falls to the canvas, dropping to the toaster as he falls. Memnoch picks the toaster and pulls out the cord, ripping it off directly from the house hold appliance. Memnoch pulls Nightmare up to his feet and wraps the cord around his neck from behind. Memnoch tightens his hold on the cord, and it obviously takes it’s toll on Nightmare. Within a matter a minute, Nightmare falls to his knees with Memnoch still behind him, holding on just as tightly. Memnoch pulls on the cord, forcing Nightmare back up to his feet. Memnoch releases the cord and grabs hold of the back of Nightmare’s head and drives him into the canvas with a bulldog headlock! Memnoch gets up to his feet, and rebounds off the ropes...sending a stomp to the back of Nightmare’s cranium. Nightmare falls to the mat, and starts to crawl away. Memnoch makes his way over to the trash can, and picks it up - viewing the next movements of Nightmare. Nightmare gets to the ropes and pulls himself up, with his back to Memnoch, who is sitting in wait. Memnoch takes a run for it, raising the trash can high above his head -and when he gets to Nightmare, he sends the trash can right over his head, THUD! Memnoch turns Nightmare around and lifts can up again, THUD! Memnoch pushes Nightmare into the buckle with the end of the can, THUD! The can is now completely dented in, so Memnoch tosses it to the side, then lifts his leg up and places it against Nightmare’s neck in the corner. Memnoch holds onto the top rope, while choking the life away from Nightmare with the use of his boot. He pulls away, and Nightmare drops down to one knee. Memnoch places his hand on Nightmare’s face, looking him in the eyes then yells, “Do you want some more?!”. Memnoch open hand slaps Nightmare across the cheek, then he pulls him back up to his feet. Memnoch goes for an irish-whip, but Nightmare reverses it and sends Memnoch crashing into the turnbuckle. Nightmare goes over to the turnbuckle littered with barbed-wire and bulbs, and he picks up the roll of wire. He unravels the wire, and goes over to the corner, where Memnoch is leaning against the ropes. Nightmare gives him a swift kick for good judgment, then pushes his head back slightly. Nightmare raises the wire to Memnoch’s forehead, and starts grinding the barbs into the middle of his forehead! Nightmare pushes hard, and the blood starts to pour! Memnoch raises his thumb, and catches Nightmare in the corner of the eye, which makes him retreat backward. Memnoch kicks him low, then hooks him for a vertical suplex. Memnoch spins around and lifts Nightmare into the air, he holds him up in the air for a while, then he sends him to the mat with the canvas rattling vertical suplex! Nightmare sits up directly after the move, then falls onto his back. Memnoch crawls a few feet, then gets back up to his feet and starts positioning the light bulbs closer to the center of the ring. Nightmare crawls over but he doesn’t get far before Memnoch comes back over to him and boots him in the teeth! Memnoch pulls Nightmare up, and directs him to the corner. Memnoch bends Nightmare over and attempts to pick him up for a powerbomb...Nightmare keeps his ground, sending Memnoch over his shoulders with a high back body drop! The fans direct their attention to the entrance ramp, where the Empire (Snakepit) van speeds down the aisle, and crashes into the side of the steel cage! The side of the cage dents in, knocking the steel cage‘s door open! The van’s door swings open and out jumps none other than, Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt, still looking fairly banged up. Bonez rushes through the door and hits the ring with quite a bit of energy. Memnoch staggers to his feet, and Bonez levels him with a spear, followed by a fury of mounted punches. The blood begins to stream from Memnoch’s face, by the time Bonez is done!
C.P: HOLY SHIT!
T.L: I’ve never.....ever.....seen anything like this!
C.P: Bonez is looking for some fuckin’ pay back....and payback is a bitch...
T.L: True that, and Memnoch is finding that out first hand!
Bonez pulls away and gets up to his feet, turning to Nightmare with a smile. Bonez reaches down to pull Memnoch up, and he does so. Bonez grabs Memnoch by the arm and attempts to irish-whip him in Nightmare’s direction, but Memnoch reverses it and sends Bonez into the far buckle! Nightmare dashes at Memnoch, but Memnoch turns around and clips him in the jaw with a big boot! Memnoch pulls Nightmare up off the canvas, and hooks him by the waist. Memnoch shows his true aggression but forcing Nightmare into the air, and sends him colliding into the dozen light bulbs with the “Devil’s Drop” (Jackknife Powerbomb)! The bulbs explode on impact, and Nightmare lays on the canvas trying to hold his back. Memnoch turns around and meets Bonez, face to face. Bonez winds up, but Memnoch beats him to the punch and headbutts him, HARD! Memnoch picks up Bonez in a bodyslam position, and he drops him head first across the buckle. Nightmare sees the opening, and he wearily climbs the buckle and pulls down another trash can, emptying it immediately! Nightmare grabs one of the weapons, a barbed-wire wrapped baseball bat! Nightmare charges Memnoch from behind, and clobbers him across the backside! Memnoch falls to his hand and knees, but it doesn’t stop Nightmare from grinding the wire across his back even more! Bonez falls to his knees, and leads himself away from the scene by grabbing onto the middle rope. Nightmare pulls Memnoch up to his feet, and jabs him in the gut with the end of the bat! Nightmare winds up for the swing....Memnoch darts his head into Nightmare’s family jewels! Bonez staggers to help Nightmare, but dodges him and sends him into the steel cage. Memnoch grabs Bonez and turns him around, hooking him by the waist....Memnoch doesn’t wait....and hoists Bonez into the air....Memnoch steps forward while releasing Bonez with the “Devil’s Drop”! Bonez lands on his upper back, somewhat skidding across the canvas on his shoulders. Memnoch looks down at his prone body, and Nightmare strikes from behind! Nightmare hooks Memnoch in a move similar to the katahajimi (taz-mission)! Memnoch barrels backward and crashing Nightmare into the buckle, shaking the corner post. Memnoch grabs Nightmare’s legs and hoists him into the middle rope, Memnoch reaches his arm up and tightens it around Nightmare’s head, sending him from the middle rope with a snapmare! Memnoch starts to climb the rest of the way up onto the buckle. Nightmare crawls toward him, and gets to his feet and dashes over. Nightmare wearily throws a few weak punches at Memnoch’s stomach to stagger him a bit....Nightmare climbs onto the ropes, and he attempts to hoist Memnoch onto his shoulders....Memnoch fires a double sledge at his back! Nightmare barely holds on, if he hadn’t he would have taken a big fall from the ropes. Memnoch hooks him around the waist....he waits a few seconds to muster some strength and pulls Nightmare up into the air!
C.P: Holy shit...this doesn’t look good!
T.L: Not good at all!
Just as Memnoch flips Nightmare into the powerbomb position, Nightmare smacks his head against the steel pipes, lining the roof of the cage....TWANG! Memnoch hops down to the middle ropes, with his legs extended, so he can stay on the ropes, just as he sends Nightmare crashing to the canvas with a top rope, release “Devil’s Drop”! Nightmare crashing against the mat like a ton of bricks, while Memnoch climbs back up to the top. He touches the roof with his hands just before he decides to leap off the ropes and send a hellacious top rope elbow across Nightmare’s chest! Memnoch stays in position, leaning his back against the chest of Nightmare....the referee comes onto the scene, not knowing what the hell just had happened. In a state of awe, the ref slaps the 1.........2...........3!
T.L: This is far from over, I can feel it pulsing through my veins!
C.P: You know it, brotha!
T.L: No to take any attention away from what had just happened....but....but...
C.P: The confron-fucking-tation that we’ve all been waiting for is just around the corner!
T.L: Steve “Kaizen McCann....
C.P: The Ultimate Heavyweight Champion, Repent....
T.L: Squaring off inside the squared circle....no interference...
C.P: A classic stipulation that the Snakepit brought into the picture quite some years ago! THE FREEZER MATCH!
T.L: The only way to win is stuff your opponent inside that box freezer, and shut the lid!
C.P: I can’t fucking taking it....let’s get to the ring for our...MAIN EVENT!
Ultimate Heavyweight Championship
Freezer Match
Repent [c] versus Steve “Kaizen” McCann
The freezer sits still on the outside of the ring, with a slight mist coming off the lid. The lights trip, as “War Pigs” by Black Sabbath begins to blare over the speakers of the arena. Steve “Kaizen” McCann slowly makes his way down to the ring without a care in the world. His eyes steadily cross the ring, as he begins to walk to a deafening sound of booing incorporating the scene. He climbs onto the apron, and enters the ring. “Cryptor Child” by Marilyn Manson blares over the p.a. and Repent steps through the curtain with a face full of rage. The championship belt is fastened around his waist, glimmering in the shining lights overhead. He gets to the ring, but waits a few minutes before he enters. He finally enters, unfastening the belt from around his waist, and hands it right over to the referee. The ref walks the belt over to Kaizen and holds it in front of him, to show him what he could possibly be putting around his waist by the end of the contest. The ref pulls the belt away, and holds it high in the air, then passes it to the time keeper.
The fans are on their feet already, as the two wait patiently in their respective corners. The bell sounds, and the two slowly come out of the corners. As Kaizen makes the circle, he slowly moves in closer and Repent sees his motives right away. Kaizen rushes in at Repent with his arms high, ready for a lock-up, but Repent ducks under and turns around. Steve “Kaizen” McCann turns around and chuckles, waving his finger at Repent saying, “You got me on that one.” Kaizen walks forward a bit to tie up, with Repent raising his arms to do so also. The two come within inches of locking up, but Kaizen stops the situation by quickly sending a jab at Repent’s face! Repent shudders, grabbing onto his jaw while Kaizen grabs him by the head and leads him over to the ropes. Kaizen attempts to rake Repent’s face against the ropes.....Repent sees it coming and sends a side knee to Kaizen’s midsection. Repent grabs hold of Kaizen’s head, and sends him crashing face first into the turnbuckle with authority. Repent turns Kaizen around, and pushes him into the turnbuckle. Repent starts throwing lefts and rights, but Kaizen drops down to his knees and connects with a low blow! Repent shudders, but Kaizen goes in for the opening by grabbing Repent in a front-face lock, spins him around and catches him with a brisk ddt! Kaizen rolls over onto his knees and spits down at Repent laying on the canvas. Repent reacts unlike usual occasions, and pops up off the canvas and immediately attacks Kaizen! Repent begins to throw vicious punches at Kaizen’s face, unknowing where his fists will fly! The knuckles crack clearly across Kaizen’s face, and within a few minutes red welts begin to show up on Kaizen’s forehead. Repent throws a quick elbow at Kaizen’s jaw, then he sends him into the ropes. As Kaizen flies off the ropes and comes back at him, Repent leaps into the air with his knee extended, but Kaizen slides under to avoid the move. Repent turns around and Kaizen blasts him across the face with a stiff closed right hand. Repent staggers, and Kaizen knocks him flat on his back with a running forearm. Steve “Kaizen” McCann positions Repent’s head to his liking, then he leaps up and sends his knee across the bridge of Repent’s nose!
T.L: A stiff knee drop by Kaizen!
C.P: That could’ve knocked some fuckin’ screws loose!
Repent lifts his head up off the canvas, with a slight trickle of blood draining from under his nose. Repent wipes it away, and climbs back up to his feet. The two circle twice, then come in for a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Kaizen pushes Repent half-way across the ring, but Repent drops down and catches Kaizen with a slight drop-toe hold. Repent clutches Kaizen from behind, and he hook punches him across the face about half-a-dozen times! Kaizen falls forward onto his forearms, then shakes his head. Repent motions for Kaizen to get back up to his feet, but he waves it off and sends a quick dropkick to the side of his head. Repent climbs over Kaizen’s back and applies a heavy camel clutch. Repent pulls back on the hold with full force, and Kaizen lets out a small yelp of pain. Repent wrenches on the hold for several minutes, then lets go of Kaizen and lets his body crash to the canvas. He lifts up his boot, steadies himself, and stomps Kaizen in the back of the cranium! Repent walks away, and steps through the middle rope and hops down to the outside of the ring. Repent goes over to the guardrail, and picks up a steel chair while folding it. He makes his way back into the ring, and notices Steve McCann on his hands and knees. Repent waits for Kaizen to reach his feet, then he yells, “KAIZEN!”. Kaizen turns his head, along with his body and Repent sends the chair sailing across the ring. Kaizen doesn’t have time to react, so the chair connects right upside his head, CRASH! Kaizen falls onto his ass, and sits there stunned. Repent rushes over and picks the chair back up, and he hops up a few feet and extends the chair infront of his feet, and DROPKICKS IT RIGHT INTO KAIZEN’S FACE! CRASH! Kaizen lays on the canvas with only his breathing noticeable with the slight hint of blood running from the middle of his forehead.
T.L: Both men are now showing signs of blood loss!
C.P: This is exactly what the fans paid to see!
T.L: The classic confrontation between two of the greatest men in our sport.
Repent slowly crawls over to the chair, picks it up, and makes his way over to the turnbuckle. Repent gently places the steel chair between the top and middle rope! Kaizen raises his head and looks to see what Repent is doing, and just while Repent is turning - he drops back down, obviously playing possum. Repent grabs hold of a large chunk of Kaizen’s hair, but Kaizen jumps up and rakes him across the eyes! Kaizen pulls himself up via Repent, then he grabs him by the hair and rushes him toward the steel chair in the corner. Kaizen slings Repent with the top of his head first into the steel chair! Kaizen pulls Repent back and does the exact same thing! Repent falls to his knees, while blood smears across the chair in a streak. Kaizen pulls Repent’s head back and jabs him across the newly opened laceration with his elbow! Kaizen pushes Repent away, and Repent places his head on the bottom rope. Heavily breathing, he begins to catch his second wind! Repent uses the middle ropes to help himself up and he turns around quickly. Kaizen throws a kick at Repent, but Repent catches the leg! Repent pushes Kaizen back with his free hand, then within a few seconds he whips Kaizen down to the mat with a dragon-screw leg-whip! Repent quickly gets back up, and heads over to the turnbuckle. He backs into the turnbuckle, and pushes himself up onto the middle rope with his upperbody. He stands on the middle rope for a few seconds, before he springs himself off and leaps toward Kaizen. Repent juts out his elbow, and at the last second Kaizen rolls out of the way - which sends Repent crashing against the canvas. He rolls over to the ropes, grabbing his elbow in pain, and finally goes to the outside. Steve “Kaizen’ McCann follows Repent to the outside, where Repent staggers around the sides of the ring. Kaizen goes around the other side, ducking around the apron and he cuts Repent off with a closeline, sending him down across the cold concrete floor. Kaizen points to the freezer and slowly begins to pull Repent to his feet. He gets Repent up and forces him to the other side of the ring, where the freezer sits. Kaizen holds onto Repent with one hand, while trying to open the box freezer with the other, but this gives Repent time to pull away. Repent turns Kaizen toward him and he sends a stiff kick right to his midsection. Repent rears Kaizen’s head back and crashes him into the hard steel lid, THUD! Repent pulls Kaizen’s head, points to the freezer door and cracks him face first across the lid again, THUD! Repent holds Kaizen’s head down across the lid, and pushes his face against the stainless steel, leaving a streak of blood across it! Repent grabs hold of Kaizen’s hair and throws him back into the ring, under the bottom rope. Repent pulls out a table from underneath the ring, and sends that into the ring as he also enters. Repent quickly picks up the table and props it up in the corner, this gives Kaizen time to catch his breath and get up to a stable footing. Kaizen takes a few steps forward, and he dives at Repent hitting him with a diving elbow to the back of the head! Repent racks his skull off the table, and Kaizen leans flips him over - leaning him back first against the propped table. Kaizen goes to the center of the ring, and catches a bit of speed toward Repent, he lifts up his leg for a big boot....Repent moves a bit quicker and he spears Kaizen, who is only standing on one leg! Kaizen’s head bounces off the canvas, and Repent senses that he is close to or far from victory!
T.L: Repent has the chance to get the upper hand, can he do it?!
C.P: The beatings have gone back and forth.....these two are taking the fight to each other. I FUCKING LOVE IT!
Repent grabs Kaizen by the arm, and leads him back up to his feet. Repent fires off a kick to the midsection, followed by a tight arm-wringer. Repent comes in close.....Repent hooks Kaizen by the waist, and sends him over his head with a release northern lights suplex! For several moments, the two lay on the canvas breathing heavily....both men are determined to win! The two start getting to their feet at the exact same time, and reach their feet! The two charge forward, but Repent seems to have a bit more running through him, and he sends a dropkick at Kaizen’s shoulder knocking him to the canvas. Repent dazed a bit from all the movement, makes his way over to the table, pulls it away from the buckle, and folds out the legs and flips it into position. Repent points to Kaizen laying on the canvas, and slowly walks over to him. Repent bends over and grabs a chunk of Kaizen’s hair to lead him up. Repent witha stiff forearm to the side of the head, followed by him leading Kaizen over to the table. Repent throws another quick forearm, then bashes Kaizen forehead first into the table! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Repent viciously throws him head first into the table one last time, just before he rolls Kaizen onto the table. Repent climbs up on the table with him, and he pulls him up into position. Repent hooks him by the waist, and pulls up on his body....
T.L: Repent has him up! HE’S GOT HIM RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS HIM!
Repent gets Kaizen in the air, he jumps....for a second, it almost seems slowly motion, as Repent sends Kaizen crashing head first through the table with the “Final Judgment” (Hangman’s DDT)! The table snaps in two, as splinters of wood cascade through the air. Repent’s eyes are set with determination, as he gets back up to his feet. He makes his way to the outside, opening the lid to the giant box freezer waiting on the outside. The cold frosty air pours from freezer...and Repent makes his way back into the ring. Repent stands over Kaizen, taking one last good look at him before he ends his career in the form of the freezer. Repent pushes Kaizen over onto his back, and pulls on him vigorously. He finally manages to pull Kaizen up, leading him through the middle rope and onto the apron. Repent raises his arm, showing that victory is at hand....
Memnoch runs down the entrance ramp with a steel chair sturdily in hand. He slides into the ring, and Repent sees him clearly. Repent grabs Kaizen by the head and throws him back into the ring, Kaizen wearily gets to his feet. Repent comes in the ring, and helps hold Kaizen up by the head.
C.P: What the fuck is Memnoch thinking?
T.L: Is he going to disqualify his best friend? It looks as if he’s going to take out Repent....by god...
C.P: Does he fucking realize that the stipulations clearly state there is NO INTERFERENCE?
Repent sends a smile at Memnoch, as the two meet eyes. Repent throws a punch to subdue Kaizen, as he continues to hold him tightly by the head. Memnoch inches closer, and the chair moves a little higher. Memnoch comes within two feet of Repent, and he raises the chair high above his head.....BAM! Memnoch swerves the steel chair directly at Kaizen’s head! Kaizen falls limply to the canvas. The referee startled by the situations throws his arms around wildly, obviously calling for the bell! The time keeper hands the belt to the referee, the ref makes his way over to Repent - then dodges him completely and places the belt on Kaizen’s waist!
C.P: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!
T.L: I.....I didn’t think the belt could change hands on the account of a disqualification!
C.P: I’m fucking baffled!
T.L: We’ll have to straighten this out next week!
C.P: Don’t fuckin’ tell me....we’re out of time? On pay per view?
T.L: Sorry to burst your bubble....but....we are only alloted a certain amount of time...and we’re cutting it close!
C.P: TUNE IN FOR....LIBERVIZZLE TELEVIZZLE!
T.L: That’s for sure....nobody would want to miss out on this...and that’s for sure!
C.P: GOOD NIGHT, FOLKS!
C.P: What the fuck was that?
C.P: In all my fuckin’ life, I never thought I’d see anything like that!
