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*cZw ASSAULT!!!* ---------------------- *********** MATCH 1: MAYNARD O'TOOLE vs. KORPSE -------------- The match started with Maynard taking control early. He nailed Korpse with a Death Valley Driver, followed by a Maynard bomb. He did not go for the pin though, and as he played up to the crowd Korpse took over. Korpse threw him to the ropes, and nailed a Powerslam going for the pin. The match went back and forth for a few minutes, and ended up outside. Maynard tossed Korpse into the crowd, and followed for a few minutes and then headed back to the ring. Maynard surprised Korpse with a fireman's carry DDT and then nailed the Cruel Intentions power bomb for the pin. *********** WINNER: MAYNARD O'TOOLE by PINFALL *********** * cZw * *********** MATCH 2: JACOB HAVOK vs. RYAN SHADOWS -------------- As soon as the bell rung, Jacob had control. The crowd was kind of mixed with Jacob, some chanting "Emo! Emo!" and some chanting "Emo Sucks! Emo Sucks!" He hit a Shining Wizard, followed by a Swinging Cutter to take the pinfall. Afterwards, Ryan Shadows tried to attack Jacob from behind with a chair, but Jacob ducked it and dropkicked it into Ryan's face. He then climbed the ropes with the chair in his hand, raising his arms to the sky and screaming. He leaps up, and nails the Heart And Soul moonsault with the chair assist on Ryan. *********** WINNER: JACOB HAVOK by PINFALL *********** * cZw * *********** MATCH 3: ROB WRIGHT vs. JEREMY SCHABNO -------------- At the start of Wright's music, there was an audio track of him saying "CZW Career Killer." Rob Wright took it right to the Army man, dropkicking his knees from under him. He then nailed Jeremy with a standing moonsault to the back. He picked him up and hit a Northern Lights driver. Wright completely dominated this match, making the return of Jeremy Schabno a failed effort. He finished him off with the No Laughing Matter, and continued his impressive start with another win under his belt. *********** WINNER: ROB WRIGHT by PINFALL *********** * cZw * *********** MATCH 4/MAIN EVENT THREE WAY MATCH: CHRISTIAN CAMPBELL vs. IMPALER vs. CALEB WALKER -------------- Campbell made his way down to the ring, followed by Walker. The announcer stated that Jenny Walker was not with Caleb here tonight, as she was at home sick with the flu. "War Machine" then played, but Impaler never showed up. As the music was still playing, Caleb attacked Campbell from behind and the ref rung the bell. Caleb kept control, holding Campbell in a painful Camel Clutch for almost 2 minutes before letting go. He tossed Christian to the ropes, but Christian springboarded back with an Asai moonsault, almost getting the pin. The crowd was clearly behind Campbell, as Caleb yelled and cussed at the fans at ringside. When Caleb was on the outside, Campbell came flying out of the ring at him with a plancha, sending both men down hard to the floor. Caleb took control as he switched an irish whip into the guardrail. He tossed him back in the ring and nailed a spinning Belly-to-belly suplex. Caleb tried to set Christian up on the top rope, but CC nailed a Tornado DDT out of the corner. He then leaped onto the ring apron, jumped up on the ropes, and nailed a springboard 630 splash for a near fall. He picked up Caleb and tossed him to the ropes, going for a Frankensteiner, but Caleb catches him and sends him down with a thunderous power bomb. Caleb picked up Christian and turned him around... and then Caleb nailed his new finisher, the Franchise-Plex, a release Dragon Suplex for the pin. Caleb wins a shot at the Intercontinental title, getting his shot on the 04/10 edition of War Zone. Veronica consoled Christian on the floor, as Caleb celebrated in the ring. *********** WINNER: CALEB WALKER by PINFALL *********** * cZw * ****************************************************************************************************************** -As the Pay-Per-View comes on the air we see Caleb Walker still celebrating his victory with Glacier and Ice-breaker in the ring. As the three men celebrate the crowds boos turn to a mixed reaction and attention is turned off the men in the ring and to the CombatTron. The camera pans quickly to the Tron and we see Eric Ryan and Impaler standing side-by-side outside an upscale residence- ERIC: "Hey Caleb, congratulations we knew you could win, well we knew you would win because Impaler wasn’t there to rip your head off your shoulders and claim his retribution. Hey, Caleb, we noticed that the little piece of arm-candy your always traipsing around with isn’t there. (Faking concern) Oh, it must be awful for her to have to sit on the sidelines at home and watch this, huh?" IMPALER: "You know Caleb since we were such good friends maybe we should drop by and deliver a care package." -Impaler and Eric start up the walk revealing a mail box labeled, “WALKER RESIDENCE”. The camera switches from the Tron back to Caleb Walker who is now white as a sheet. We then hear a women’s scream in the background the image on the Tron now gone. Glacier has retrieved a microphone.- DANIELS: "Oh my god, Impaler’s lost his mind! I think he may have kidnapped poor Jenny Walker in response to his former friend's disowning him!" MASTERS: "I think Eric Ryan’s mind may have followed suit did you see that look in his eyes this is not going to be pretty no matter what the outcome." GLACIER: "You see what you’ve done! God knows what’s happening to my sister, my flesh and blood right now is in the hands of a madman!" CALEB: "I swear I’ll fix it." GLACIER: "You better fix it because quite frankly this is a situation that needs to get unfubared right now!" MASTERS: "That's one hell of a situation... but it's time for our first match!" Jessica Towers: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall. (The song ‘The Bleeding’ by FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH begins to play) Your first competitor hails from Tiffin, Ohio. Accompanied to the ring by Carnage, he stands 6’ 0” and weighs 201 lbs. Here is The All-American NIGHTMARE!” AAN and Carnage emerge from the backstage area to an immense POP from the audience. Carnage walks to the ring without really acknowledging the fans much but AAN really plays to the crowd, dancing to his music, pretending to play a guitar, and even grabbing a sign with his face on it to admire with the camera pointed squarely at the two AAN faces! The duo get in the ring, and the music changes to ‘Headstrong’ by TRAPT. Jessica: “His opponent hails from Detroit, Michigan. Accompanied to the ring by Tim Timmons, he is one half of The Hardcore Felons tag team. Standing 5’ 8” and weighing in at 215 lbs, he is The Aerial Specialist KRIMSON BLAZE!” Blaze and Timmons enter the arena to a strange mixed chorus of cheers and boos. The support of the duo seems to be split right down the middle. Jarred: “Strange reaction to these men tonight, William.” Masters: “Ah, they just don’t know real quality. They appreciate that Blaze is one of the hottest, most exciting acrobats around today, but they don’t like some of the things he does. Wrestling purists don’t as much like the hardcore types, but a lot of fans love the guys who really do put it all on the line with each match!” Jessica: “This match is a Towel match and the rules are as follows: It is an anything goes match which will end only when one of the seconds in the match, either Tim Timmons or Carnage, throws in the towel for the man they accompany. There will be no pinfalls, no submissions, no countouts, and no disqualifications. Does everyone involved understand the rules?” All four men, the referee, and a cameraman who didn’t realize he is on camera nod in understanding. Jessica, Carnage, and Timmons exit the ring and the bell rings. Jarred: “How do you think they will approach the match, William? You like these matches so much!” Masters: “Its hard to tell, Jarred. These guys could fight until they are nearly dead, but its their partners who decide when the match is over. It might not make sense at all to go slowly and feel each other out, testing their abilities. I think this will become a bloodbath very quickly.” In the ring, Nightmare and Blaze circle each other and test each others reflexes. With the first collar-and-elbow tie-up, we see a dazzling display of speed and agility. From the link, AAN forces Blaze into the ropes and throws him into the far ropes prepared for a hip toss. Blaze stops himself by grabbing the top rope, then hits AAN with a dropkick. AAN rises and Krimson tries a second dropkick, but Nightmare dodges then comes down on Blaze with a falling fist drop. Both roll to their feet and charge, meeting in the middle of the ring with a quick series of counters: AAN with rear waistlock, Blaze breaks and locks in a reverse hammerlock. AAN snapmares Blaze over. Blaze twists out of AAN’s chinlock attempt and kips up to his feet, grabbing Nightmare in a reverse headlock. Blaze lifts AAN up in a rear suplex attempt but Nightmare flips back as he falls and lands on his feet while Blaze hits the mat, and AAN tries a quick legdrop but Krimson moves out of the way. They both run the ropes different directions, crossing each other’s path. Nightmare drops to the mat and Blaze jumps over, then Nightmare kips up and leapfrogs Blaze, then Nightmare bends over to give him an up-and-over, but Krimson rolls over AAN’s back and lands on his feet! Nightmare turns and Blaze give him a lightning knee to the gut then attempts to lock in an inverted atomic drop, but AAN grabs ahold, breaks Blaze’s hold, and blasts Blaze with a tremendous belly to belly suplex, both men literally bouncing off the mat! The crowd cheers as AAN jumps onto a turnbuckle and raises a hand high. Jarred: “Holy crap, Masters! We were expecting a fight, and that was one of the greatest exhibitions of scientific wrestling we’ve seen since day one of Combat Zone Wrestling!” Masters: “I’m pretty impressed too. I like the hardcore fighters, but that was some fine classic grappling.” AAN jumps back into the ring as Blaze gets to his feet, briefly applauding his opponents tenacity. The ring warriors meet in the middle and begin all over again. For a moment, it looks like another clean exchange will take place. They lock up right in the middle. AAN applies a top wristlock, but Blaze drop and twists, pulling Nightmare off his feet. AAN jumps back up and charges but Blaze hits with a hip toss. AAN is up again instantly and Blaze tries another hip toss, but Nightmare reverses into a hip toss of his own. Blaze is up and falls into AAN’s European arm drag. Blaze stands and runs the ropes attempting a clothesline but Nightmare ducks and tries a second belly to belly, but this time Blaze reverses and hits that inverted atomic drop he wanted previously. Nailed in his little night terrors, Nightmare steps away to recover and Blaze signals to his parter. Timmons grabs a metal trash can lid from ringside and throws it to his Hardcore Felon partner, and Blaze tosses it at AAN just as he turns back toward his opponent. Nightmare catches the lid, and Blaze dropkicks the lid into Nightmare’s face with a loud, tinny ‘SMACK!’ Blaze takes no time to celebrate. He picks up his opponent and hits with a series of lightning rights and lefts like a boxer. AAN starts to fight back and Blaze rakes his eyes, then lays him out with the can lid again. Again, Blaze begins to pick AAN up, but the Nightmare grabs Krimson’s legs and trips him up, then catapults the young man through the middle ropes, out of the ring, and into the guard rail! AAN shakes the cobwebs loose for a moment as Blaze writhes in pain. Then he hops over the top rope to ringside landing neatly next to Blaze, then hits with a standing moonsault to his fallen opponent! Tim Timmons pushes the poor bell ringer out of his chair and picks up the aluminum furniture, preparing to attack AAN from behind, but Carnage pushes past Nightmare to block Tim’s path. Carnage, heard over a nearby microphone: “Come on! I dare you!” Blaze begins to stand and Nightmare hops up onto the ring apron. With an incredible display of ingenuity, AAN plants one foot on Carnage’s shoulder, launches himself into the air, and legdrops the bent over Blaze across the back of his head. The Aerial Specialist’s head bounces disturbingly off the arena floor, but The All-American also rolled in pain, his hand holding his lower back. Masters: “I think that might have been one daring move too many for the Nightmare. He hurt himself with that one.” Both men begin to recover, but its Blaze who is up first. He grabs AAN and whips him into the corner post, Nightmare’s head smacking the steel pole hard! Nightmare turns and Blaze clotheslines him into the pole with a ringside avalanche. Blaze keeps control, slamming Nightmares head into the ring steps twice. As he goes for one more, though, Nightmare reverses and slams Krimson’s head into the steps once. Then, kicking the steps closer to the ringside railing, Nightmare climbs the steps and jumps over the barrier, landing in the first row of the audience and effectively bulldogging Blaze’s head onto the ring barrier. The audience begins to chant (probably ‘Holy Sh!t’ in German) as Blaze walks around holding his forehead, which appears to be bleeding. Jarred: “There, are you satisfied, William? There is blood on the arena floor.” Masters: “Except the wrong one is bleeding!” After shaking the hands of the four people whose laps AAN just landed in, Nightmare jumps back to the ringside area and looks around to see what other possibilities exist. He sees one boisterous female fan trying to get him to sign the AAN T-shirt she had just bought from concessions. Instead, Nightmare grabs the shirt, rolls it into a long tight rope, then wraps it around Blazes neck and chokes him with it. Jarred: “That’s some All-American ingenuity, right there!” Masters: “That’s attempted homicide! He ought to be arrested!” Jarred: “Well, Timmons can throw in the towel at any time.” Tim Timmons stood stoically at ringside with a look of determination on his face, the towel still wrapped tightly around his wrist and forearm. AAN soon disengages the T-shirt from around Krimson’s throat and tossed it back to the woman, the fabric now stained with Blaze’s blood. Masters: “$1,296.00 on ebay tomorrow, folks!” Jarred: “William! That could be a prized memento that she was here at Road to Glory!” Masters: “That shirt means she gets her money back!” Jarred shakes his head and turns back to the action. After tossing the shirt, AAN goes back to the assault, but Blaze shows his real tenacity by nailing Nightmare with a low-blow as he approaches. Again showing that speed, Krimson gets to his feet and enzugiri’s Nightmare in the back of the head, AAN falling on his face in the aisle. Krimson turns him over, grabs his legs and locks in a catapult. As Blaze falls down onto his back, he lifts Nightmare off the ground and sends him flying…right into one of the large standing video cameras filming the event! Nightmare and the camera crash down into the concourse, the cameraman barely getting clear of the wreckage! AAN stands and Krimson bends over and picks up a basketball sized piece of debri from the camera. Blaze smashes the debri into Nightmare’s head, the piece fracturing into thirty smaller shards, two of which are stuck in AAN’s forehead! Jarred: “Folks, as this incredible display of violence continues, Tim Timmons has joined us at our broadcast location. Tim, we see that the referee, the cameras, and Carnage are all following the action and keeping close. Why are you still down at ringside with us?” Timmons: “Two things. First, I can see the screen from here, so if I decide to throw in this towel, I still can. It doesn’t matter if I’m right there or not. But that is a moot point. Blaze won’t lose. ‘The All-American Horseface’ is just a chump. Krimson could die tonight and still win this match. So if I’m not gonna throw this towel, then why bother to follow them around. I’m just gonna sit back and enjoy the show from in front of the front row!” Blaze looks around as if figuring out exactly where he is…and then he walks up the ramp as if he is leaving. The now bleeding Nightmare lurches to his feet and follows as Blaze reaches the curtain covering the exits. Then he goes out the exit! And with AAN right behind him!” Jarred: “Masters! You’re the expert of these matches. What are they doing?” Masters: “Going for double espresso Mocha Latte’s at Starbucks? How should I know, Jarred? The only time I’m psychic is when someone breaks open a case of cold beer nearbye!” Still, the cameras follow as Blaze trots about thirty feet into the backstage area and begins to fumble with something. As AAN approaches, Blaze turns, swings like Mark McGuire, and shatters a long fluorescent light tube into AAN’s face! Krimson reaches for another one, with a half dozen placed there earlier in the night for just such an emergency, but AAN spins around and SPEARS Blaze into the barrel holding the tubes, which all shatter! AAN yanks Blaze to his feet and Irish whips the felon across the hallway. Special Ed Covey and Janitor Billy Williams are playing cards at a folding table when Blaze crashes into and overturns it! Covey and Billy back away as Blaze begins to stand. He sees Loki laying near the scattered playing cards and grabs the coconut. Covey: “Loki, no! You can’t interfere in their match!” Blaze attempts to bust AAN with Loki but Nightmare ducks, spinning out of the way. This brings AAN face to face with Billy, who absent-mindedly hands him his push broom. With a smile, Nightmare turns and breaks the broom over Blaze’s head, and in a daze, Krimson stumbles away. As the cameras follow, they linger on Ed Covey for a moment, who is waggling his finger at Loki. Covey: “You have to stop sticking your nose where it isn’t wanted, Loki! Like that harlot’s den you found yourself in back in Sheffield…” Moments later, Blaze finds himself with his back to an exit door. AAN tries another spear, but Blaze leapfrogs over him and Nightmare pops through the door…and out into the main concourse of the arena! Vendors jump as AAN, then Blaze, then the ref, Jessica, Carnage, and the cameras all spill out into the main hallway! Jarred: “I can’t believe I’m seeing this.” Masters: “Yeah. Isn’t it great?” Jarred: “Hey, where did Timmons go?” Blaze catches AAN and rams him into a condiments table near a concession stand, various gooey substances flying everywhere. AAN counters with a stiff uppercut right to Krimson’s chin. They are both beginning to slow now, but are still fighting with everything they have. With no finesse they begin to brawl, rapidly and repeatedly punching each other as they move down the concourse. AAN, totally out of his mind, grabs a plastic fork and begins to dig at Blaze’s already bleeding head, and the blood begins to drip from the Felon’s face. AAN sees and escalator that leads down to the Main Entrance to the arena, pulls Blaze to it and tries to throw Krimson down the stairway, but Blaze holds on and pulls, and both men tumble down the stairs as bystanders line the balcony that looks down at the Entrance. At the bottom, it takes several long, intense moments for either man to move. Finally, despite the blood, Blaze moves first. As they both rise, it is apparent that AAN is limping. They begin to brawl again. Blaze hits with spinning heel kick, then climbs up on a potted tree and moonsaults AAN. Standing, Nightmare hits with a Dragon suplex. The continue to brawl…and then they start to climb on top of a mobile popcorn machine! Jarred: “What are they doing?” Masters: “WILL YOU STOP ASKING ME THAT??? I DON’T KNOW!” Throwing weaker and weaker punches, they climb on top of the popper. The camera lingers as it looks up at Carnage, who is watching the action from the balcony above. The two wrestlers teeter on top of the machine and AAN head butts Blaze then bends him over and places Blaze in piledriver position! Masters: “He can’t. That’s impossible.” A moment later the popcorn vendor’s cart exploded as All-American Nightmare completed the piledriver on top of the device. The wooden wheels broke, the plexiglass windows shattered, popcorn and melted butter sprayed everywhere, and two human bodies crashed to the floor amidst the chaos. For a moment, no one moved. Then, to the very most edge of the camera shot, Tim Timmons barrels into Carnage. Timmons throws his towel over the balcony rail, and as it falls, sprays something into the big man’s eyes and takes the towel from Carnage’s grip. When the ref sees the other towel hit the floor of the arena’s Main Entrance, he sees Tim Timmons jumping up and down with a towel still in his hands! With a wave of the ref’s hands, the bell sounds by the ring. All-American Nightmare begins to stand up even as he hears the words: Jessica: “Carnage has thrown in the towel! The winner of the Towel Match…The Aerial Specialist…KRIMSON BLAZE!!!” Masters: “All I can say is Wow! I think we’ve just been a part of wrestling history!” Jarred: “Maybe, but is this gruesome situation what we really want to be known for? And after all of that, nothing is really settled. Anyone could see that Nightmare was on top of things. Krimson Blaze didn’t win that match. Timmons did.” Masters: “And that’s probably all that matters to Tim Timmons.” -Krimzon Blaze and Tim Timmons cheer in the middle of the ring after Blaze picked up the win. Suddenly, The lights flash on and off with a red colored tone to them. There is a bright white light giving a strobe light effect. In the middle of the ring, We can see someone appear standing between Tim and Blaze, and then suddenly and assault begins. In between flashes of light, We can see strike after strike from the assailant with an object. Timmons and Blaze both become dismantled and lay in a pile in the ring. The lights go out for a moment, then come back on normal. In the middle of the ring, Timmons and Blaze both lay there - unconscious and bleeding pretty badly. In the middle of them, a logo. The logo is etched in a red substance, It resembles the letter A only with a hastily drawn circle encasing the A. (The Anarchy Symbol).-
DANIELS: "Someone get the EMTs… What is going on? We know they couldn’t have attacked each other… Did Carnage arrange this?" MASTERS: "I doubt that Jared. My bet is that someone that has a personal vendetta with the CZW…" DANIELS: "You don’t mean…" MASTERS: "Yes, Jared… I’d say who recently got fired is behind all this…" -EMT’s rush ringside to help Timmons and Blaze.- ******** COMMERCIAL FOR NO REMORSE IS PLAYED, BEING HOSTED IN NEW YORK CITY AT MADISON SQUARE GARDEN ******** JESSICA TOWERS: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the CZW QUEEN OF COMBAT TITLE!" - The arena lights go down, leaving the excited crowd in complete darkness, save for a few camera flashes. After a few seconds, a voice yells "Ruthless Aggression" over the PA, and the crowd erupts as "Last Resort" by Papa Roach kicks in. The cheers become louder still as Ruthless Aggression steps out onto the Combattron, playing to the crowd - TOWERS: "Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York.. RUTHLESS AGGRESSION!" - Ruthless pauses at the top of the rampway and looks towards the ring, her face becoming serious and her eyes intense as she prepares herself. She takes a deep breath and walks down the rampway, continuing to acknowledge the fans as she goes. Ruthless jumps up onto the apron and steps into the ring, throwing her hands up to the fans before removing her jacket and gloving up ready for combat - DANIELS: "Ruthless certainly very intense tonight, a lot on the line here in Hamburg for these ladies!" MASTERS: "Right, and also, she's gonna be in the ring with the woman who left her lying in a pool of her own blood last week on War Zone!" DANIELS: "Oh absolutely, can't forget that! Ruthless and Zoe have hated each other from the beginning, and after last weeks vicious assault, who knows what's gonna happen here tonight!?" - The mood of the crowd changes suddenly and dramatically as "Man Up" by Sticky Fingaz starts blaring out over the speakers. Ruthless stares icily up at the Combattron as The Lovely Zoe and Ashley Valentine step out onto the stage, smirking at the hostility being directed towards them - TOWERS: "And the second challenger, from New Orleans, Louisiana, being accompanied by fellow Upstarts member Ashley Valentine.. The Lovely Zoe!" DANIELS: "The Upstarts taking measures to pull things in their favour once again, no surprises there!" MASTERS: "What? Two of the most beautiful women in the CZW out here at the same time and you're complaining? What's the matter with you!?" DANIELS: "Oh, you really think Ashley Valentine is just out here to be the eye candy? Or to give her friend some moral support? I doubt that!" - Zoe and Ashley walk down the rampway and head to the ring. Zoe climbs onto the apron and steps in slowly and seductively as Ruth continues to look on. Suddenly, the crowd starts cheering as the referee goes over to Ashley Valentine, who is stood on the apron - DANIELS: "Hold on, what's going on here?" - The ref starts shouting at Ashley and pointing to the back, clearly ordering her to leave the ring area. Ashley starts protesting and screaming back, quickly joined by Zoe who has noticed what is going on - MASTERS: "You can't do that ref! Zoe needs protecting from that psycho Ruthless!!!" DANIELS: "YES! Get her out of here!" - Eventually, Ashley gives in and storms back up the ramp. Zoe watches her, then turns round, and is duly caught in the face by a spinning heel kick from Ruthless, who had been stalking her as she argued with the referee. Ruthless mounts Zoe and the two start scrapping on the floor, as Jessica Towers swiftly leaves the ring - DANIELS: "Oh and here we go! Ruthless wasting no time in trying to exact her revenge!" - As the two challengers continue to battle, "Got The Life" by Korn starts playing, and Queen Of Combat Sydney Vicious sprints down the rampway. In the ring, Ruthless has Zoe in a hairlock against the ropes. She lets go and steps back slightly, then nails Zoe with a back kick that sends the Upstarts diva crashing to the outside. Ruthless drops out after her as Vicious slides into the now empty ring. Rather than getting involved, however, the champion desides to stay where she is, opting to let the other two wear each other down first - DANIELS: "Well, Ruthless and Zoe now brawling on the outside, but the champion deciding to let those two do the work it seems." MASTERS: "That's a smart strategy, I have to say, almost as good as something the Upstarts might come up with!" DANIELS: "I don't think The Upstarts understand the concept of "not getting involved" to be honest with you, Masters." MASTERS: "What do you mean by that?" CRASH! DANIELS: "OH WHAT IMPACT!" - Zoe lies face down on the floor, having had her head rammed into the barricade by Ruthless. Ruthless turns her attention towards the ring, but as she turns, Vicious bounces off the ropes and hits a picture perfect plancha. As the fresher woman, Vicious gets up quickest, then lifts Ruthless up and bounces her head off the turnbuckle, before rolling her into the ring. She turns to see Zoe slowly rising to her hands and knees, and heads over to her, dropping her back down with a swift kick to the gut. Vicious lifts Zoe up and irish whips her, sending her crashing back-first into the steel steps - DANIELS: "Zoe may well have been taken out of the equation already in this matchup!" MASTERS: "This isn't fair! Why did the referee get rid of Ashley? She needs help!!!" - Vicious and Ruthless are now both in the ring. They lock up, and Vicious hits a vertical suplex on Ruthless. The champion goes for a quick cover, but Ruthless kicks out before the referee can even get to his knees. Vicious picks her up by the head, but Ruthless throws her off and starts hitting her with some forearm smashes. Ruthless whips the champion off the ropes and hits her with a big powerslam. However, due to the punishment she's already suffered, it takes Ruthless a while to get up, allowing Vicious time to recover. The two lock up again, and Ruthless applies a side headlock. Vicious pushes her off, bouncing Ruthless off the ropes. Vicious attempts a clothesline, but Ruthless ducks, stops, attempts a back kick, Vicious ducks, leaps up, and nails Ruthless with a dropkick. Ruthless gets up and runs at Vicious, who catches her with an armdrag takedown. Ruthless charges again, and this time dropkicks the knee of Vicious, sending the champion crashing to the ground. Ruthless starts stomping on the back of the same knee, then grabs Vicious' foot, lifts her leg up and slams it back down knee first into the mat - DANIELS: "Ruthless now working on that knee, good strategy from the challenger." MASTERS: "What? Oh, sorry, I was trying to see if Zoe was alright. Where are the EMTs!?" - Ruthless stamps a couple more times on Vicious' knee, then picks her up by the hair. Ruthless ducks under Vicious' arm, then lifts her up and hits a kneebreacker, causing the champion to cry out in pain. Ruthless grabs both Vicious' legs, and sticks her leg between the two, over her body onto the mat - DANIELS: "Sharpshooter! This could be over right here!" MASTERS: "ZOE! GET IN THERE!" - Vicious screams as Ruthless locks in the sharpshooter, twisting and pulling at the knees of the champion. She flails around, desperately trying to find an escape, as the referee asks her if she wants to quit. Seeing the ropes off to one side are almost within reach, Vicious tries to turn round, stretching her hand out trying to grab hold. Ruthless feels this, and starts leaning back, applying even more pressure. Her face now grimacing in pain, Vicious seems just about to tap, when suddenly, Ruthless gets hit in the head with the Queen Of Combat Title Belt, not by Zoe, but by Ashley Valentine, who unbeknownst to everyone had snuck back up to the ring whilst the match was going on - DANIELS: "DAMMIT! WHERE THE HELL DID SHE COME FROM!?" MASTERS: "Thank goodness for that! It's a fair fight again!" DANIELS: "How the HELL is this fair!? She's not in the match-up! She's not supposed to be out here! Hell, she's already been ordered to leave once!!!" MASTERS: "Of course it's fair! Both these women hate Zoe! I mean, you saw what happened, she's not fit to compete!" DANIELS: "Zoe brought it on herself! DAMMIT! Someone needs to do something about these Upstarts! THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!!" - Ashley raises the belt above her head, posing for the crowd who are almost raging at what they've just witnessed. She drops the belt on the floor, then picks Ruthless up and nails her with a DDT, driving her head right down onto the metal plate as the referee looks on, unable to do anything other than yell at Ashley to leave. With Vicious lying on the apron clutching her knee, almost in tears, Ashley slides outside and grabs Zoe, who hasn't really moved since crashing into the steps. Ashley picks her up and rolls her into the ring, screaming at her to make the pin. Zoe crawls over and drapes an arm over the motionless body of Ruthless as the referee drops to his knees - DANIELS: "You've gotta be kidding me!" MASTERS: "YES!!" DANIELS: "Not like this!!!" 1.. DANIELS: "NO!!" 2.. DANIELS: "Wait a minute! Look at Vicious!" - Just as the referee's hand comes down to count the 3, Vicious leaps off the turnbuckle and drops an elbow right across the back of Zoe's head. The move also impacts on Ruthless, leaving all 3 competitors lying in pain on the canvas - DANIELS: "YES! In the nick of time, the champion makes the save!" MASTERS: "RECOUNT!" - The referee surveys the wreckage, before exchanging a few more choice words with Ashley on the outside and beginning the count - 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. - Vicious begins to stir - 5.. - Ruthless and Zoe begin to stir - 6.. 7.. -Ruthless and Vicious get to one foot - 8.. 9.. - Ruthless and Vicious get fully to their feet, and the referee stops the count. Zoe forces herself up to one foot, using the ropes to help her. Noticing this, Ruthless and Vicious look at each other and charge towards her, positioned to execute a double clothesline. Zoe sees it coming though, and drops back down, pulling the top rope and sending both opponents over to the outside - MASTERS: "Great awareness there by the true Queen Of Combat!" - Zoe rolls to the middle of the ring, seizing the opportunity to regroup. Outside, Ruthless and Vicious start trading fists. Ruthless starts to get the upperhand, and grabs Vicious' head and drives it into the announce table. She picks the champion back up and hits a snap suplex, Vicious' back bouncing off the thin layer of padding covering the hard concrete floor. Ruthless cries out at the top of her lungs, causing the crowd to cheer wildly in anticipation. She picks Vicious up again, and shoves the champion's head underneath her legs - DANIELS: "Oh my god! What's Ruthless thinking here?" MASTERS: "I don't know, but it doesn't look good for the champion!" - Ruthless flips Vicious up and drapes her over her back, she wraps her arms around Vicious' neck and drops to her feet, snapping the champion's neck back over her shoulder - DANIELS: "MY GOD! NIGHTMARE ON THE OUTSIDE!" MASTERS: "Ouch!" - The fans are in a frenzy now as Ruthless rises to her feet. She goes to get back into the ring but is caught by a baseball slide by Zoe. Ruthless staggers back to her feet as Zoe climbs onto the apron. Zoe hits Ruthless with a couple of kicks to the head, then, with Ruthless bent over in front of her...- DANIELS: "OH MY GOD! THE MAKEOVER! FROM THE APRON! ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE FLOOR!" MASTERS: "YES!!! ZOE'S GOT IT IN THE BAG NOW!" DANIELS: "I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT WE'VE JUST WITNESSED!!!" - The crowd, the referee, and even Ashley look on, completely stunned. After a few moments, Zoe slowly rises to her feet, holding her lower back. She picks Ruthless up and rolls her into the ring. She goes to follow, but then pauses and looks down at Vicious. She rolls the champion in as well, alongside Ruthann, then slides in herself and drapes herself over BOTH of them - DANIELS: "Look at this! Zoe's going to attempt to pin BOTH of her opponents at the same time!" - The referee drops to his knees... 1.. 2.. 3-NO! - A split-second before the referee's hand hits the mat, Vicious throws a shoulder up. The referee breaks the count, even though Ruthless' shoulders remained on the mat. This causes a fair bit of confusion amongst both fans and competitors, but the referee makes it clear that only a two count was made and that the match must continue - DANIELS: "Well I'm not sure quite what happened there, but the referee's saying only a two count was made, so this match must continue!" MASTERS: "This is an outrage! Zoe had Ruthless pinned! She didn't kick out!" DANIELS: "You're certainly right there Masters, Vicious clearly got the shoulder up but Ruthless stayed down, and in fact hasn't moved since!" MASTERS: "Exactly! Zoe should be the new champion!" DANIELS: "Certainly some controversy here folks, but nonetheless, the show must go on!" - Zoe, clearly livid at the decision, leaps to her feet and begins screaming into the face of the referee. Vicious slowly gets to her feet, hobbling slightly and holding her neck, then spots Zoe with her back turned - MASTERS: "LOOK OUT ZOE!!!" - Vicious stalks Zoe, being careful to also keep an eye on Ruthless, who is still down. Zoe, still arguing, takes a couple of steps backwards, and Vicious pounces, grabbing Zoe's arms and planting her with the Reality Bites - DANIELS: "REALITY BITES!" - Vicious sits still for a few seconds, then turns, rolls Zoe over and makes the cover - 1.. 2.. 3-NO! DANIELS: "Ruthless with the save! I thought Sydney had it!" - Just as the referee was about to count the three, Ruthless had somehow managed to dive on top of Vicious, breaking the pin. She staggers to her feet, then grabs Vicious, hits her with a few right hands and nails a Spinning Sitout Pedigree. Rather than going for the pin though, Ruthless picks Vicious up again and throws her over the ropes to the outside - DANIELS: "Out goes Vicious, and now Ruthless is all alone with The Lovely Zoe!" MASTERS: "Oh no! Ashley, do something!" - Realising she's now all alone in the ring with Ruthless, Zoe crawls into the corner, and starts pleading with Ruthless to let her off - DANIELS: "Oh and look at this! Why don't you want to fight her Zoe? You said you were gonna beat the hell out of her, now's your chance!" MASTERS: "She's just lulling her into a false sense of security, just you wait!" - Ruthless laughs out loud at the sight of Zoe begging to be let go, and steps menacingly towards the corner. Rather than attacking Zoe, however, Ruthless leans over the ropes and grabs Ashley - who had been busy arguing with the fans - by the hair, pulling her up onto the apron. She stares into the eyes of the newest Upstarts diva, and throws her into the ring as the fans cheer. As Ashley tries to get up, Ruthless grabs her by the head and shoves her down under her legs. She flips Ashley up in position for the Nightmare, and leaves her hanging there for a few moments, turning to face each section of the crowd, before executing the move - DANIELS: "YES! There's the retribution for her involvment earlier in the match!" MASTERS: "How can you enjoy seeing pain inflicted on such a beautiful woman!?" DANIELS: "You've been desperate for Ruthless to get her ass handed to her.." MASTERS: "I said "beautiful" woman." DANIELS: "Hey, that's enough of that!" - Ruthless talks trash to Ashley as the Upstarts diva rolls out of the ring in pain. Ruthless turns back towards Zoe, who has taken advantage of the distraction and got back to her feet. Zoe grabs Ruthless' arm and forces her down to the mat, then locks her legs around it and wraps her hands around Ruthless' head - DANIELS: "TIME OF THE MONTH! And it's locked in tight!" MASTERS: "YES! KILL HER ZOE!" DANIELS: "What is wrong with you!?" - Ruthless screams out in pain as Zoe pulls hard on her neck and shoulders. Ruthless flails her free arm, trying desperately to break the hold or find the ropes, but she's right in the centre of the ring and Zoe has it locked in tight. A good 20 seconds pass, with Zoe occasionally pulling harder, applying even more torque. In the nick of time, Vicious slides back into the ring, then bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Zoe in the side of the head, breaking the hold. Vicious picks Zoe up, then grabs her from behind and hits a big German suplex. She picks her up again, and sets her up for a piledriver. Zoe counters, however, and lifts Vicious up, dropping her to the mat with a backdrop. Zoe lets out a scream, her eyes blazing with an almost psychotic intensity. She bends down and grabs Vicious by the hair, screaming into her ear - DANIELS: "I think Zoe might have just snapped!" MASTERS: "Atagirl!" - Zoe drags Vicious to her feet, and scoops her up for a bodyslam. Before she can drop her down though, Zoe topples backwards, as Vicious lands on her feet and adjusts herself to apply an inverted facelock on Zoe. Vicious drops down, driving Zoe's back against her outstretched knee while still keeping the facelock in place. Vicious raises her hand into the air and heads over towards the turnbuckle, causing the crowd to rise to their feet in anticipation - DANIELS: "Uh-oh, I think we know what's coming next!" MASTERS: "An amazing counter by Zoe? Please?" - Vicious turns her back to the turnbuckle, and climbs up to the second rope. She yells out to the crowd, then flips forwards and hits Zoe With Vicious Intent, driving her opponent's face down into the mat - DANIELS: "GOODNIGHT ZOE!" - Vicious rolls Zoe over, then gets to her feet, just in time to see Ruthless leap off the turnbuckle. Vicious dives out of the way, and helps Ruthless on her way down on top of Zoe in a big splash. Ruthless gets up and runs at Vicious, but the champion scouts it again and tosses Ruthless over the top rope to the outside - DANIELS: "Out goes Ruthless! And now Vicious has the opportunity to make the cover!" - Vicious pulls Zoe to the centre of the ring and covers her, hooking the leg - 1.. 2.. 3!!! *DING DING DING* JESSICA TOWERS: "The winner, and STILL CZW Queen Of Combat.. SYDNEY VICIOUS!!!" DANIELS: "What a match! And what a performance from the Champion!" MASTERS: "Aren't you forgetting something though Daniels, Zoe had already got a three count on Ruthless but the referee didn't count it!" DANIELS: "Well yes, certainly something to look at there, but then you could also argue that if it wasn't for Ashley's interference, Ruthless herself might have won with that sharpshooter on Vicious!" MASTERS: "Well I don't know about that.. All I DO know is that Zoe should be the one holding the belt right now!" - As the crowd give a standing ovation to all 3 competitors, Vicious walks round the ring with the belt held high above her head. As she approaches the side facing the announce table, she spots Ruthless slowly getting to her feet. Vicious slides outside and stares down at her, the title belt now draped over her shoulder. Ruthless looks up, and stares right back into the eyes of the champion - DANIELS: "Uh-oh, we could have a bit of afters here folks!" - The two women stare, unflinching, for a few seconds. Ruthless steps forwards, her fists clenched and her eyes burning, but Vicious raises her hands in front of her, telling Ruthless to stop and wait for a second. Ruthless obeys, although her fists remain clenched. Vicious continues to reassure Ruthless, and walks over to where Jessica Towers and the bellringer are sat. Vicious picks up a steel chair as the crowd starts cheering excitedly, sensing they may be about to see some blood. Vicious walks back over to Ruthless, chair by her side, then after a brief pause, shoves the chair into the ring and points at Zoe, who is only just struggling to her feet. Ruthless examines the situation, then grins and clambers into the ring as Vicious makes her way towards the rampway, belt held above her head once more - MASTERS: "What the hell is that!?" DANIELS: "Vicious just threw a chair in the ring, and told Ruthless "go get yourself some!"" MASTERS: "ZOE!!!" - Ruthless slowly picks the chair up and stares sadistically at Zoe, who has yet to realise the danger she now faces. Ruthless raises the chair above her head and walks forwards as the crowd cheers louder than ever. Ruthless prepares to bring the chair down on Zoe's back, but before she can do so, Ashley comes to the rescue, pulling Zoe out of the ring feet-first- DANIELS: "Dammit!" - Ashley and Zoe make their way slowly up the ramp, Ashley holding her neck and Zoe with her arm wrapped around her stomach. They turn back towards the ring, still walking, and look at Ruthless, who stares right back at them, her eyes still ablaze- DANIELS: "Well Zoe may have escaped again, but I can assure you that this one is NOT over yet!" -Zoe and Ashley are looking at Ruthless in the ring, and the crowd begins to cheer. Behind them, stands Brenda Vixen. They turn around, and she just levels both of them. As they're laid out, she looks out into the ring at Ruthless, who looks back with a sadistic smile on her face- DANIELS: "What is this, a union of some sort!?" MASTERS: "Oh man, the women's division is even hotter now!" -At the end of the match we switch to the back as Power and Glory are going to their locker room to get changed as they approach the door there is a note the camera gets a close-up on it.- The note reads:
"Caleb, you have taken from me the only thing that has kept me even half sane as I write this Eric and I already know what we’re going to do and as you read this you already know what we’ve done. Caleb, this is the diary of a madman we know clear and well what we’re going to do. Glacier, you turned and you’ve changed you are no longer the friend I once knew. I hope this pains you as much as it does Caleb because your hands too are stained with my blood even though you never lifted a finger. As for what it will take to get Jenny back well you’ll have to wait until next week and find out. Until then Eric and I have gone into hiding (outside the country of course). Sometimes even men of Wealth and Privilege have to get their hands dirty.
Rot in hell
Love,
Impaler" DANIELS: "Impaler is a MAD MAN, William!" MASTERS: "This rivalry may have just begun, but by God it's becoming something I've never seen before, and fast!" DANIELS: "We'll give out any information we receive on this situation, but right now it's time for the Tag Team Titles Triple Threat match!" TOWERS: "This next match is a triple threat match and it is for the CZW World Tag Team Titles!" (Crowd pops) TOWERS: "Introducing first... from Michigan, USA... the team of J.A. & Billy... THE UNION!!" (We hear the sounds of an engine starting, then a circular saw, then a jackhammer followed by the opening chords of 'Blue Collar Man' by STYX. As the words "THE UNION" flash on the Combatron, "The Working Man" J.A. Sawyer and "The Janitor" Billy Williams step out onto the entrance ramp. Each on one side of the aisle, they walk to ringside shaking hands and high-fiving the fans as they go. In the ring, they climb to opposing turnbuckles and acknowledge the fans before waiting for the match to begin) TOWERS: "And next... from New Jersey and Florida... Big Dawg & Big Nasty... THE TWIN TOWERS!!" ("F**K OFF" plays as both men come down to the ring... with Big Nasty STILL in a wheelchair. The crowd seems to be confused, as do the Union. They make their way down to the ring, and signify that Vitale will represent the team on his own) DANIELS: "What's this? Yeah, that Nasty... his knee's really hurt.." MASTERS: "It is, Daniels! You bone head!" TOWERS: "And last... hailing from Japan... they are the current CZW Tag Team champions... Kendo & Mido... THE DRAGON SOCIETY!!" ("HERE COMES THE PAIN" plays as Mr. Tiko leads out his team on the wrestler's rampway. The crowd largely boo, but not much is known about the Society yet to have a firm decision. Kendo and Mido both hold up the Tag Team titles as they enter the ring, on turnbuckles) MASTERS: "Now this match is ONE FALL.. The Dragons don't have to get pinned or submit to lose their titles! What a crock!" DANIELS: "That's just the rules of the three way, William!" MASTERS: "It stinks!" -In the ring, it starts off with Kendo and Billy Williams. The bell rings, and they lock up. Billy pushes Kendo over to the corner, and the ref calls for the clean break. Billy backs off, and the crowd cheers for him. They lock back up, this time with Kendo pushing Billy to the corner... but no clean break, as kicks Billy in the gut- MASTERS: "I like it!" -Kendo takes control and throws Billy to the ropes... Kendo jumps up, and nails Billy with a spinning heel kick. He lifts Billy up... and nails a Cravate Suplex and goes for the pin- ONE TWO T-KICK OUT -Kendo picks up Billy and tosses him to the ropes again. Kendo goes for another spinning heel kick, but Billy keeps a hold of the ropes and Kendo catches air. Billy then drops an elbow down across Kendo's back. He picks Kendo up, and nails a side Russian legsweep. He goes and tags in Billy- DANIELS: "The Hardest Working Man in the CZW, at your services Kendo!" MASTERS: "What the --" -JA slams a double ax-handle down across Kendo's back. He picks Kendo up in a Gorilla Press.. and slams Kendo down on the mat. JA is fired up and yells out to the crowd, who cheer him. He then goes to pick up Kendo, who hits an agile kick across JA's face. He then goes and tags in Vitale- MASTERS: "That foul-mouthed monster is gonna rip Sawyer limb from limb!" -Vitale measures JA up and nails a solid big boot to the head. He then picks up JA and tosses him to the ropes.. he goes for another big boots, but JA ducks this one.. he comes back.. and SPEARS Vitale! He goes for the pin- ONE TW-KICK OUT DANIELS: "Sawyer with the surprise spear there, almost taking Nicky right out of his boots!" -Sawyer goes and tags in Mido. Big Nasty is at ringside, hollering out encouragement towards Big Dawg. His right leg was propped up, but now both legs are on the floor. Mido comes in and karate kicks Big Dawg in the chest, registering a "ooh!" from the crowd- DANIELS: "That thunderous kick!" MASTERS: "Dangerous! Japanese wrestlers are vicious, Jarred!" -Mido then grabs Vitale's arm and comes crashing down, with a Fujiwara armbar. He holds the move, as Nicky shows pain on his face. Nicky gets up though, as he is larger, and lifts Mido up and slams him back down breaking the hold. Nicky takes a moment to shake off the armbar, and Mido comes running... but Nicky catches him with a horrendous lariat sending Mido viciously down to the mat- DANIELS: "Vitale with the power advantage here, but without a partner... how long can he last?" MASTERS: "I asked your wife that SAME question, and she said Nicky Vitale can last all... night... long. Oh yeah!" -Vitale goes and tags in Billy, directing traffic. Billy shrugs at Nicky and then goes to work on Mido. He picks Mido up and slams him back down with a back suplex. He then climbs the top rope and positions himself... and leaps onto Mido with a top rope clothesline- DANIELS: "Flying Janitor!" -Billy goes for the pin- ONE TWO T-KICK OUT -Billy picks up Mido, but Mido jabs him in the throat. Mido stalks Billy from behind, and nails a stiff kick to his side. He then kicks him in the gut, and lifts him up... Tiger Driver '91!- ONE TWO THR-KICK OUT DANIELS: "Mido with that deadly tiger driver, Billy's head just bounced up off the mat!" MASTERS: "These Japanese guys are far superior than the blue collar boys!" -Mido goes and tags in Kendo. Mido throws Billy to the ropes and nails a drop toe hold. Kendo from the opposite ropes comes running and slamming down onto the back of Billy's head with a legdrop- MASTERS: "That's what got them their first tag team titles, Jarred... Team work!" -Kendo lifts up Billy, and hits a hard chop. He then jumps on Billy's back, bringing him down with a Dragon Sleeper. As he cinches it in, the referee asks Billy but he yells out no. Kendo keeps cinching, but Billy keeps yelling no. Billy eventually positions himself where he gets a hold of the ropes, and Kendo is forced to let go- DANIELS: "Kendo with his substansial background in martial arts, knows a lot of tricks William." MASTERS: "Damn straight, but the brains of the operation is right there... Mr. Tiko Suriyama." -Kendo picks up Billy and throws him to the ropes. He leaps up for a Frankensteiner, but Billy catches and brings him back down, sending both men to the mat. The crowd is chanting for Billy to get the hot tag to JA, as Kendo is crawling to tag in Vitale. Each man crawls to their corner... and Billy gets the tag!- (Crowd pops!) -JA comes running in, delivering a bionic elbow to the head of the recently tagged in Big Dawg. Kendo comes running, and receives his own bionic elbow. Mido comes running in, and orders the same. JA then nails Vitale with another one, and takes a moment to play up to the crowd who are firmly behind him- DANIELS: "The crowd's eating it up, that good ol' American stuff!" MASTERS: "Be careful what you say, Daniels! Sheesh!" -JA picks up Vitale and tosses him to the ropes. JA nails a perfectly placed spinebuster and goes for the pin- ONE TWO THRE-KICK OUT MASTERS: "Vitale's not going without a fight, Jarred!" -JA picks up Vitale, but Vitale racks JA's eyes. Vitale then throws out JA, who lands near Big Nasty. As Vitale ties up the ref, Nasty sneakily gets up and walks over to JA just fine, and kicks him hard in the gut!- DANIELS: "That slime ball!" MASTERS: "HA!" -The referee sees Nasty and starts yelling at him. Nasty looks surprised and begs off. The ref orders Nasty to get up and take his place in his corner. Nasty smirks and obliges, right after he tosses in JA. Vitale goes and tags in Nasty- DANIELS: "That's lame, William." -Nasty nails JA with a knee lift, posing on it afterwards playing it up that the knee is just fine. He then lifts JA up and SLAMS him back down with his own version of the Rock Bottom. He goes for the pin- ONE TWO THR-Billy breaks it up! DANIELS: "Billy is perturbed about Nasty's lying ways!" -Billy goes back to his corner as Nasty slams an elbow across the back of the neck of JA. He positions him, and nails him with a jumping piledriver. He goes for another pin- ONE TWO KICK OUT DANIELS: "That's the hardest working man in the CZW, Nasty! It's gonna take more than that!" -Nasty shows frustration. He picks up JA and goes for another piledriver. This time, JA blocks it. Again. JA lifts up with all of his might and sends the big man crashing down. JA leaps, and tags in Mido. Mido runs to the fallen Nasty, and baseball slides into his shoulder. He then leaps back to the ropes and comes smashing into Nasty with a dropkick. He leaps up to the top rope, and comes crashing down with a flipping senton bomb. He goes for the pin- ONE TWO KICK OUT WITH AUTHORITY MASTERS: "Nasty just tossed Mido up in the air like a basketball!" DANIELS: "Air Mido!" -Nasty is on his knees, but Mido is already up. He runs at Nasty, but Nasty catches him and holds him in a fireman's carry. Nasty stands up and twists, bringing Mido down with a Fireman's Carry Stunner. He goes for the pin- ONE TWO THRE-KENDO BREAKS IT UP -Nasty grabs Kendo's face and slams him down. Kendo leaves the ring, as Nasty picks up Mido. He's going for the Nasty Bomb- MASTERS: "Oh, here it is, Jarred! We're gonna have new tag champions!" -As Mido is raised up, he bends down and takes a bite out of Nasty's forehead, forcing Nasty to let him go. Mido drops down, and then hits a very stiff kick to Nasty's knee, and Nasty falls down on both of his knees. Mido then tags in Kendo, and both men position themselves... and both jump, dropkicking Nasty in the face as he was on his knees- DANIELS: "THE TOKYO SURPRISE!" -Kendo goes for the cover- ONE TWO THR-KICK OUT -Kendo then goes and tags in Billy Williams. Billy comes in and grabs Nasty, nailing him with a Russian legsweep. He then gets up and plays a little bit to the crowd, who are behind him. He picks up Nasty, and irish whips him towards the Union's corner. Nasty slams against the turnbuckle, with JA raising his hands up. Billy comes running in and nails a Janitor splash, causing Nasty to flair-flop down onto the mat. Billy goes for the pin- ONE TWO THR-VITALES BREAKS IT UP -Vitale drops down some stiff fists on Billy's skull and neck. JA gets into the ring and hits Vitale with a running lariat. Both men tumble out onto the floor- MASTERS: "That damn JA, now we have chaos!" DANIELS: "Vitale deserved it!" -Vitale and JA begin to brawl down on the floor. JA takes control and irish whips Nicky into the ring steps. He then pulls something out of his pocket...- MASTERS: "What is that, Daniels!?" -The camera zooms in as JA puts the object in Nicky's mouth. As the camera focuses, you can tell it's a bar of soap. JA begins pounding on Nicky's head, making his mouth bite down on the soap- JA: "This *punch* is *punch* for *punch* your own *punch* GOOD!" -The crowd laughs as Vitale drops down to the ground and Sawyer raises his arms up as if saying 'Thank you, Thank you'- MASTERS: "That Sawyer is an idiot!" DANIELS: "That Sawyer just did the right thing! Vitale's language is unacceptable!" -The focus switches back to the ring, as Billy and Nasty are duking it out as well. Billy runs to the ropes, but Nasty catches him, spins, and drops him down with a side slam. As the referee is paying attention to JA and Nicky, the Dragon Society have each ascended up to a turnbuckle and stalk Nasty. As he turns around, Kendo jumps and nails a flying dropkick. Nasty doesn't fall though. Mido then leaps up, and nails a Flying Somersault Axe Kick bringing Nasty down. The referee turns his attention to the ring as Billy had also got on a top turnbuckle, and nows nails a flying Elbow drop on Nasty, going for the pin- ONE TWO THR- MASTERS: "Ha, the Dragons just nailed a legdrop/somersault senton combo onto Billy Williams! Talk about taking out the trash!" -The referee sends both Dragons to their corner, and Billy and Nasty are laid out. Nicky and JA make their way back to their corner, and both begin encouraging their partners to make the tag. Billy crawls toward JA, and Nasty does to Nicky. Nasty gets the tag, but so does Billy- DANIELS: "Time to go to work!" -JA comes running into Vitale with a forearm to the head. The Dragons come in and each get an elbow to the head. JA kicks Vitale in the gut and nails a vertical suplex. He climbs to the ropes and hollers out into the crowd. He leaps....- ((THUD!!)) MASTERS: "AIR SAWYER!!" DANIELS: "SAWYER JUST HIT THE WRECKING BALL ON BIG DAWG!!" ONE TWO THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MASTERS: "HOLY CRAP!" DANIELS: "NO PUN INTENDED!!" TOWERS: "Your winners... and NEWWWW CZW World Tag Team Champions... J.A. & Billy... THE UNION!!!!! MASTERS: "Oh man, Vitale and Nasty are HOT!" DANIELS: "They did it! WE have the New Tag Champions!!" MASTERS: "They cheated or something… They don’t deserve tha… What the hell??" DANIELS: "Oh no! Not again…." -The lights flash on and off again, just like during the Towel match. Sawyer and Williams stand at attention, ready to fight whomever it is. They stand mid ring, back to back, ready for anything. The lights come on, and The Union relax a little. That’s when a huge amount of that same red substance, pours down onto both Williams and Sawyer. The impact sends them to their backs. The lights then turn out, remain out for a few moments, then a loud (BOOM) is heard. The ring becomes engulfed in flames around it. Now that same logo from before. -
- Is now written in flames around the ring, in a huge logo. Sawyer and Williams both look on in disbelief, the red substance covering them completely. The only light coming from the flames, That’s when the attention is directed toward the ramp, where a figure stands wearing a black and red robe. The same Symbol surrounding him, and some eerie music playing over the P.A. system. A maniacal laugh is heard, and then the ring posts explode with flames. When we look back to the ramp - the figure is gone.- The scene switches
-Ace King is seen in his locker room lifting a few last minute weights, his face lost in a blank stare that could mean nothing more than the determination he has for his match tonight. He lifts a final rep and drops the weights to the floor, stretching his arms out to wrap up the session-
Knock. Knock.
-Ace turns and looks towards his door as it opens without his permission given. Ace's face turns to a light smirk as "Special" Ed Covey comes walking into the room. He hands Ace a towel-
Ace King: "Thanks, man."
Special Ed: "No problem. I found it clean in Mack's room."
Ace King: "Now that's a laugh!"
-The crowd laughs. Ace chuckles as he towels his face off. He pauses and looks back up at Ed when he hears no response. Ed kind of shuffles his feet-
Ace King: "Is there something on your mind, Ed?"
Special Ed: "Well, Loki and I were just thinking that world titles have never really been my thing. And so I was kind of thinking that if anybody was going to win this match tonight... Well, I hope it's you."
-Ace smirks again and nods-
Ace King: "That means a lot, man. I'll tell you what, you make sure Mack Beaudin doesn't get past you tonight, and I'll guaran-damn-tee you, I'll stand just as good a chance, if not better than everybody else in that structure."
-Ed's face lights up like a Christmas tree at the mention of Mack's name-
Special Ed: "You don't have to worry about Mack. He's mine tonight! It's also my pleasure to guarantee you, my friend, that even if I don't proceed past my first match tonight, I'll make sure Mack doesn't either! I may walk out with a loss, but at least I'll be walking."
Ace King: "And he'll need a stretcher?"
Special Ed: "Either that or he better be prepared to crawl out on broken limbs! That's not a threat. That's not a promise. That's me making his world, just a little bit special!"
Ace King: "That's music to my ears, bro. Give'em hell."
-Ace shakes Ed's hand, Ed grinning from ear to ear, a maniacal smile spread on his face. Ed then turns and leaves Ace's room. Ace stares down at the stolen towel and chuckles again. As Ed leaves the room, Ace suddenly looks up-
Ace King: "Wait up, Ed! One more thing before you go..."
-Ed stops dead in his tracks and turns around to face 'The Gambler.' Ace has a bit of a grin on his face-
Special Ed: "Yeah?"
Ace King: "Keep up the good work promoting the AMP XTC merchandise. Oh, and that other movie you're distributing... that takes bonding to a whole new level."
-Ace and Special Ed both laugh as Ed leaves Ace's room again. Ace looks down at the towel again and chuckles-
Ace King: "Man, I'd hate to be Mack right about now."
-The camera cuts back to William and Jarred- Daniels: "And we're back CZW fans. If you're just joining us..." Masters: "You'd be an idiot if you've just tuned in." Daniels: *Achem* "If you're just joining us, you've been missing out on what has to be an early contender for pay-per-view of the year! But if so, you're just in time for what promises to be a fight unlike any other ever witnessed before here in the CZW." Masters: "I don't know about all of your blathering, Daniels. But in terms of singles matches, they don't come any bigger than this one." Daniels: "I agree with you there, partner. A month ago, "The Sensation" Jesse Montana, did the despicable, by running down our former world champion, The Zodiac Thrilla, with a car after a hard fought world title match." Masters: "Clearly Mr. Zodiac should have looked both ways before crossing that night, Daniels." Daniels: "It was then that Montana began to make the claim that he ran the show, and of course none of this sat too well with CZW president Alan Fiscus." Masters: "But what did Fiscus do about it, eh? He berated the man with a boring lecture. Impressive. He pitted the Upstarts against world champion Matt Stylez, Ronnie McNeil, and that goofy bastard, Ed. What happened? Upstarts took the victory. Fiscus has taken repeated "Montana Express" kicks to the jaw. Honestly, if Fiscus is trying to teach Montana a lesson, he's doing an even worse job than he is at being our president." Daniels: "Well Masters, that's your opinion on the situation and it is duely noted. Though it seems with every passing week, Montana's actions have driven Fiscus off the proverbial "deep-end". Opening up a side of our president which Fiscus claims he didn't want to have to resort to. Being that as it may, Mr. Fiscus promises to teach Montana some humility and beat the respect out of him in this very ring here tonight! We take you now, down to the ring with the lovely..." Masters: "Ever so lovely." Daniels: "Ever so lovely, Jessica Towers for introductions." Jessica Towers: "Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first, standing 6'1, weighing in at 230lbs, and hailing from Miami, Florida... He is "The Sensation" Jesse Montana!" ("Rainmaker" by Iron Maiden thunders across the arena as a massive horde of "Boos" and derogatory comments preceed his entrance. Montana bursts onto the stage, decked out in leather and rhinestones, his arms open and taking in the negative reception. There are a few minor cheers coming from the south end of the arena, though all of them appear to be coming from female fans in attendance. He begins his decent towards the ring with a cocky stride in his step, blowing off fans on either side of him. He comes to a stop halfway down the ramp when he sees a kid wearing an Upstarts shirt being held up by his father for a better look. Montana approaches the kid, who is holding a coke, and rubs the boys head. The kid seems overjoyed getting to be this close to his favorite wrestler. Montana suddenly takes the coke from the kid and empties it's contents all over the father's head. Infuriated, the father drops his son and takes a swing at Montana, who ducks it easily. Montana laughs as he waves on security to come remove the man and his son) Daniels: "Come on! That kid was probably his only fan, and he just has him ejected from the building!" Masters: "The only one at fault here is the father of that runt! He obviously couldn't take a joke. He had no right to swing at a CZW superstar like that. If the kid is going to blame someone, he needs to blame the oaf that's raising him!" -Montana laughs as the negative reception grows louder, the father and son being lead out of the arena. He mockingly dusts his left shoulder off with his right hand as he approaches the steel steps. He enters the ring, looking up and down a shy Jessica Towers. He holds a hand out to her. She blushes and begins to give him her own hand, which he quickly slaps away before taking the microphone from her other hand- -Jessica steps back, embarrassed- Daniels: "Oh great, now he's going to run his mouth again..." Masters: "Shut up!" Montana: "Welcome to the main event! Now I know what you're thinking, *mockingly* "But Stylez vs Pablo is the main event." And you morons would be wrong. Nobody gives two stabs at a rat's ass what those overgrown boy-lovers are doing tonight. I mean lets face it, if you've seen one soon-to-be ex-AMPer fighting another, you've obviously been more entertained watching Jews plead for their lives. Am I right? Of course I am, I'm "The Sensation" damnit! Everything I say is truth, and every match I'm in generates far more attention and money than any piece-of-shit Volkswagon to come out of this God-forsaken country!" Masters: "He speaks the truth!" ----------In the back---------- -The camera cuts to the back as Montana continues is rant. Alan Fiscus and Derek Damage are seen handling a bit of last minute business with some random with a clipboard. Alan appears to be signing off on a few last minute orders when he catches Montana's rant - Random guy: "Mr. Fiscus, if you could just sign..." Fiscus: "Shhh!" Random guy: "But Mr. Fiscus, we need these orders filled for the next..." Fiscus: "I said "Shhh" damnit!" ----------In the ring---------- Montana: "And because everything I say is the truth, then let it be said that after I abuse our "current" president in this very ring tonight, my first order as the new president will be to fire anybody in this company that I generally dislike! AMP-XTC? Gone. That retard with the coconut? Gone. The tag team division? Well, I mean they don't actually do anything but fill up empty space on the show. Gone. The announcers? Gone." Daniels: "What? He can't so that!" Masters: "Wait a minute..." Montana: "Oh! Except for William Masters. He can stay." Masters: "Whew! Well, see you around, Daniels." Montana: "And I think I may actually keep that sorry sack of bones, Derek Damage around just so he can scrub the toilets. After I destroy that shell of a used up man here tonight, CZW will become the official domain of the Upstarts. All Upstarts, all the time! Not that we'll be wrestling nine matches a night. Oh no. We'll bring up some of those goofy bastards from Alan's little league fed and use them as whipping boys!" ----------In the back---------- Fiscus: "That f**king does it!" -Alan shoves the random guy aside and makes his way towards the stage- Random guy: "But these orders..." Derek Damage: "It's okay. Take them to my office, we'll wrap it up later. Trust me, you don't want to be in his way right now." ----------In the ring---------- Montana: "And I'm sure you guys have seen that cute ass secretary Alan keeps around so he can day dream of his glory days. I think I'll have her stick around as Jacqui's personal servant. A queen does deserve royal treatment after all..." ("Thieves" by Ministry suddenly drowns out Montana's rant, Montana looking up towards the ramp with an angered look upon his face) Daniels: "I think Mr. Fiscus has heard enough!" Masters: "Why are you still calling him "Mr. Fiscus"? In less than ten minutes, he'll no longer be your boss. Hell, you'll no longer have a job. Ha!" -Alan comes thrashing his way from the back and out onto the stage to a thunderous uproar from the Hamburg audience. His eyes appear to be twitching and what could be mistaken for foam is frothing at the sides of his mouth, his hair wild and untamable. He bears a mischievious grin on his face as he stares down towards the ring at the man he hates more than anything else in the world at the moment - Montana looks at Jessica Towers Montana: "Go ahead and sit down sweetheart, I got this. And now making his way to the ring, with the help of an adrenaline shot and a full days supply of Fiscagra, hailing from "who gives a f**k, he's about to be dead anyways". Your soon to be former CZW president, "The One Pill Riot" Alan Fiscus!" Montana tosses the mic out of the ring and waves Fiscus to come on down to the ring Daniels: "This close to their fight and Montana is still disrespecting the head of our business!" Masters: "Montana's defiance is hope to the opressed! Lead on, brave Montana!" Fiscus is still grinning, seemingly unaffected by his introduction. His steps towards the ring come one at a time and with their own pace, his arms twitching and pulsing in all directions. Montana approaches the ropes nearest Fiscus and sits atop the second rope, making room for Alan to get in. Alan suddenly cackles like mad and takes off in a full sprint, sliding under the bottom rope, Montana suddenly bolting to the outside of the ring. Montana laughs and lets the crowd know that he's got the brains in this match. As he turns back towards the ring, Fiscus comes flying out of the ring with a top rope vault onto him. Montana collapses to the floor under Fiscus' weight. Daniels: "And Fiscus deals the first blow!" Masters: "That's all he'll get!" Fiscus is first on his feet, Montana raise up slightly and begins to drag himself away from Fiscus, who is stalking him around the ring. As Montana turns the corner he leaps up to his feet and slides into the ring, but Fiscus slid in from his side of the corner as well, catching Montana with a headbutt as they meet. Fiscus quickly mounts Montana, delivering thunderous fists to his face. Referee Darrin Powers steps in to check the fists, which are tightly closed. Referee Powers orders Alan to open his fists, which he does not. The ref administers a count. 1...2...3...4... He urges Fiscus to open the fists or release Montana one more time or be disqualified. Fiscus releases Montana and gets to his feet, arguing with ref Powers. Montana grabs at his face and then rolls over on his stomach, working to get back on his feet. Fiscus says his last piece to the ref and turns around, grabbing Montana by his hair, but Montana drives a quick elbow into Alan's stomach, doubling him over. Montana drives a second elbow, causing Fiscus to release his hair. Back on his feet Montana grabs Fiscus' head with his left hand and delivers to sharp right elbows to his face. Fiscus teeters back against the ropes. Taking the moment of opportunity, Montana rebounds off the opposite ropes and runs at Fiscus, who ducks and back drops Montana over the ropes to the arena floor. Montana grabs his gut and gnashes his teeth in a moment of pain. He gets back on his feet rather quickly and turns as Fiscus goes for a second top rope vault, but Montana side steps it, Fiscus hitting the floor hard. Masters: "You won't catch him with that one twice!" As Fiscus works his way back to his knees, Montana runs in and delivers a sharp kick to his jaw. Fiscus rolls up next to the ring apron with Montana following. Montana places a foot on Alan's throat and grabs the middle rope for leverage, choking Fiscus on the floor. The ref begins a count on the illegal choke. 1...2...3...4... Montana is also given a warning of disqualification. He releases the ropes and holds his hands in the air to show he's backing off. He then stomps Fiscus' throat one good time, causing Fiscus to choke and gasp for his next breath. Montana grabs his foe by the hair and pulls him back to his feet where he drills Fiscus in the face. Still holding Fiscus' hair, Montana shouts "This is my show!" before drilling Fiscus a second time. He then places Fiscus' head over the bottom rope and reaches under the ring, grabbing Fiscus' head and choking him on the bottom rope. Daniels: "Montana appears to be using every dirty trick in the book! Mr. Fiscus isn't getting a fair shake here!" Masters: "Fair shake? Montana's proving a point you idiot! Fiscus hasn't given him a fair shake in the world title chase, and now he's going to know what it feels like!" The ref begins another count on the rope use. 1...2...3...4... Montana lets go without having to be warned this time. Staggering and still gasping for air, Fiscus is dazed as Montana grabs him up, delivering a fisherman suplex on the floor. Fiscus doesn't appear to be moving as Montana slides back into the ring, instructing the ref to do his job. The ref begins the ten count. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5 . . . 6 . . . Daniels: "It can't end this way! Get up Alan!" Masters: "Did you just call him by his first name? I guess you're getting used to being unemployed, eh? Ha ha!" 7 . . . Fiscus is on his knees, grabbing for the bottom rope. 8 . . . Fiscus gets one leg on the apron, trying frantically to pull himself back in the ring. 9 . . . Fiscus is back in the ring! Enraged, Montana approaches Fiscus, but the president begins throwing combination punches into his gut, winding Montana. Fiscus finishes with a throat chop that sends Montana reeling, before getting back on his feet. Regaining his composure, Montana turns around and catches a running clothesline across his throat from Fiscus. Montana quickly gets back to his feet but is nailed with a second clothesline. Back on his feet again, Montana is dazed as Fiscus goes to Irish whip him, Montana reverses and sends Fiscus against the ropes. Fiscus comes running back as Montana bends over for a backdrop. But Fiscus leapfrogs over Montana and quickly turns to Montana's back where he delivers a backstabber! Daniels: "The boss is still in this thing!" Masters: "Maybe so. But how much do you think he has left in him? Montana can clearly go all night. I don't think Fiscus can say the same!" Montana grabs at his back as he rolls onto his side. Fiscus takes notice and rebounds off the opposite rope, hitting a sliding baseball kick that nails Montana in the gut and sends him flying out of the ring, under the bottom rope where he crashes hard. The fans rejoice as Fiscus has gained the upperhand. Fiscus notices the crowd reaction and smirks before turning and pointing towards the corner turnbuckle, his eyes wide. The crowd pops louder than before and Fiscus nods his head with approval, before climbing the turnbuckle. Montana is still trying to regain his senses, the crowd all on their feet as Fiscus flies from the turnbuckle to the outside with a flying legdrop to the back of Montana's head! Masters: "Come on now! That's uncalled for!" Daniels: "My God! Their bodies look twisted and mangled! High risk manuever from Mr. Fiscus wields the most horrible of results!" Fiscus grabs his backside from the landing and grimaces as he squirms back up to his feet, appearing to hobble with a limp from the landing. He pulls a near unconscious Montana up to his feet and places neck over the guardrail before driving an elbow to the back of his head. Fiscus turns and climbs up the ring apron, still showing that sinister smile. He runs along the apron and makes a flying leap, but Montana rolls out of the way, leaving Fiscus to crash with his ribs against the guardrail. Montana collapses against the floor with a look of relief on his face. Daniels: "Oh! Mr. Fiscus lands hard against the railing!" Masters: "Alan is clealry fighting several foes here tonight. He's having to fight Montana, the arena itself, and his own urges to try these less than sensible high risk attacks. It's a fight he can't win, I'll tell you that!" Montana gets back on his feet and approaches Fiscus where he drives several kicks into his spine. Fiscus bellows in pain as Montana continues the assault on his back. Montana leaves Fiscus draped over the rail and heads back into the ring where he takes a breather. Daniels: "This could be the start of another ten count against our president." Masters: "He's a wounded dog, he should know when to just stay down. And...wait..." What is this? A female fan in the crowd is seen pulling at Fiscus' hair and hitting him in the head repeatedly. Daniels: "That fan has gone berserk! That...wait...That's no fan! That Jacqui Rhodes!" Somebody's got to do something about this! Masters: "Why should they? The Upstarts are the future, Daniels! And you and our current president are going to be remenints of the past soon enough!" Jaqcui hops over the guardrail and drags Fiscus by the hair towards the ring where she rolls him in, much to the ref's surprise that she's suddenly showed up. But he doesn't ponder on it for long as Montana makes a pin attempt. 1 . . . 2 . . . Kick out! Montana raises up and begins hammering Fiscus in the face repeatedly before making a second pin attempt. 1 . . . 2 . . . Kick out! Aggravated, Montana gets back to his feet, his eyes focused on Fiscus, no mercy to be found within them. He begins taunting Fiscus and kicking him in his ribs as his foe struggles to get up. He steps in towards Fiscus, but Fiscus manages to shove him backwards before getting up on wobbly legs. Fiscus takes a swing at Montana who ducks it, Fiscus spinning so that his back faces Montana. Montana takes full advantage and delivers an atomic drop, followed by a russian legsweep. He smirks as he gets back on his feet, staring at the wounded president. Montana brushes his hair back out of his face and blows a kiss to Jaqcui before ascending the nearest turnbuckle. He flies from the corner with a diving elbow drop square onto Fiscus' chest! He lies on Fiscus for the pin. 1 . . . 2 . . . Kick out! Daniels: "Amazing! The pres is still in this thing!" Masters: "This is stupid! Now he's just risking his life!" Montana gets up again, enraged. He heads to a corner where he grasps the top rope and begins stamping the mat. Masters: "Here it comes! Say hello to the unemployment office, Daniels!" Fiscus musters the strength to return to his feet. Montana suddenly charges out of the corner with the Montana Express, but Fiscus ducks and the blow lands square against referee Power's jaw, knocking him out! Fiscus recovers with a lowblow on Montana! Daniels: "Swing and a miss! But our referee is out of it!" Masters: "Anything goes now!" Montana is still grabbing his groin as Fiscus aproaches him. He punches Montana in the head repeatedly before hoisting him into the air on his shoulders. Fiscus laughs like a maniac as he takes off across the ring, delivering an impressive running Death Valley Driver! Montana lies still as Fiscus himself falls back, having used what ever energy he had left at the moment. The crowd suddenly turns to boos... Daniels: "What the hell is this?" Masters: "The cavalry has arrived!" Mack Beaudin and Shawn Waters suddenly come barreling down the ramp as fast as their legs can carry them. They slide into the ring where they immediately begin delivering stomps to the worn out Fiscus. Waters places himself behind Fiscus and binds his arms as Beaudin lays fists into Fiscus' face! Daniels: "This can't be happening! It's just not fair, damnit!" Masters: "Too bad. Sucks to be Alan. Sucks to be you too, Daniels. Ha!" The crowd erupts into cheers as "Special" Ed Covey and Ronnie McNeil come flying down towards the ring. Waters notices first and drops Fiscus as McNeil dives into him with a flying elbow. Mack is surprised by the attack and turns just in time for Ed spear him against and through the ropes to the arena floor. Waters is teetering against the ropes as McNeil hits a clothesline, sending both of them sprawling out to the floor as well. Security quickly make their way to ringside, trying to break up the free-for-all brawl. Mack lays out a member of security trying to get at Ed. Ed bites another member as he tries to claw his way to Mack. Security are having just as hard of a time trying to pry Waters and McNeil's hands off of each other. Daniels: "Covey and McNeil make the save, but this thing has gotten out of control!" Masters: "McNeil and that retard have ruined everything!" Daniels: "And all four of these gentlemen have to compete in our next event!" Masters: "This is madness!" Daniels: "Madness? THIS IS CZW!!!" *300 Impersonation* Masters: "How long have you been waiting to use that one, Daniels?" Security finally manages to seperate the brawlers and usher them to the back as well as referee Powers as a new ref comes jogging down to the ring where Montana and Fiscus are slowly coming around. Montana is to his feet first where he grabs Fiscus by the head for a suplex. As they get in the air, Fiscus throws his weight over Montana's back and lands on his feet where he drops Montana with a falling neckbreaker! Fiscus stumbles back against the ropes as the ref checks on Montana. Jaqcui climbs onto the apron and grabs Fiscus from behind, screaming as she tries to choke him. Grabbing his head, Montana rolls onto his stomach and forces himself to his feet. The new ref turns and notices Jaqcui's illegal interference and chastises her. As she lets go of Fiscus, the ref throws her out of the match. Daniels: "And Jacqui is out of here!" Masters: "What? That's not how you treat a lady!" Montana is on wobbly legs as he notices Jaqcui being told to leave ringside. He brushes the hair out of his face and huffs before calling out to the ref. As the ref turns, he is met with a Montana Express to his jaw! Jaqcui is overjoyed as she enters the ring and begins clawing at Fiscus' face. Masters: "That's two refs down. See? This is how things are run under the Upstarts regime. It's an improvement, I say." Daniels: "You can't just do what ever the hell you want!" Masters: "Apparently you can if your name is Jesse Montana!" Montana begins stomping on Fiscus' gut while Jaqcui continues clawing at his face with her nails, drawing blood. The fans of Hamburg are booing and screaming obscenities as the horrendous thrashing continues. Finally, another burst of cheers hails from the crowd. Daniels: "It's the chairman!" Masters: "Oh hell..." Derek Damage comes running down towards the ring, his jacket coming off and tie blowing behind him as he slides in under the ropes. Montana takes a swing, but Damage ducks the shot and begins a punching combo on his face, he finishes the combo with a crotch grab taunt and a spinning forearm to Montana, sending him toppling over the ropes to the arena floor. Jacqui releases Fiscus and pulls back for a slap on Damage, but Derek catches her arm and plants a kiss on the shocked woman! Masters: "What?! Damage just commited adultry!" When Damage releases Jacqui from the kiss, he spins her around and bends her over, taking his belt off. She struggles to get free, but Derek lays into her behind with several lashes from his belt. Finally, she rolls away from Derek, grabbing her bottom as she exits the ring. Derek lets out a big "Wooooooooo!" before following her out of the ring and chasing her to the back with his belt. A third ref makes his way to the ring. Daniels: "We're down to just Fiscus and Montana! The way this match was originally intended!" Fiscus' face is now caked with blood as he pulls himself up using the ropes. Montana is similiarly using the ropes to pull himself back into the ring. The new ref is checking Fiscus' face, seeing if he is viable to continue. Fiscus continuously shoves the ref away from himself, trying to get a location on Montana. Montana comes walking across the ring, his balance off. The ref attends to Montana next, trying to see if he is also viable to continue. Montana also shoves the ref out of his way, back towards Fiscus, who then shoves the ref back towards Montana. Infuriated by the interference, Montana hits the third ref with a fist, he stumbles towards Fiscus who also hits him with a fist. The ref grabs his eyes as he stumbles back towards Montana who kicks him with the Montana Express. Hit square in the face, the ref turns and stumbles from the kick, where Fiscus catches him and delivers The Overthrow, sending the ref over the ropes and to the arena floor. Masters: "And that's ref number three!" Daniels: "And they both assaulted him! Nobody is going to come between these two tonight!" Montana throws a right hand and nails Fiscus. Fiscus throws a right hand and nails Montana. The traded blows keep coming, neither man backing down. The bell suddenly rings. Masters: "What the hell was that? Did they get diaqualified?" Daniels: "No! The fifteen minute time limit has expired!" Masters: "But they're still fighting! We have to have a winner! I refuse to listen to your meaningless ass kissing for one more week!" Daniels: "They're completely ignoring the bell!" Fiscus and Montana continue swinging fists, the blows coming faster and faster as they both appear to have caught a second wind. Montana whips Fiscus off the ropes, Fiscus responds with a Lou Thesz press! Fiscus is hammering Montana! Montana rolls the hold over and is hammering Fiscus! Security, led by Casey "Big Daddy" Rogers, come rushing back to the ring once again, but this time to break up the fight between Montana and Fiscus! Eight men circle Fiscus and Montana, trying to pry them apart. As they fail to do so, Casey orders four men to each corner. He then reaches down and pulls Fiscus up by his collar and tosses him to one side of the ring with four security men before lifting up Montana and tossing him to the opposite side of the ring with four security men. Daniels: "Big Daddy Rogers gets the job done!" Masters: "But how long do you think we can keep them apart before they explode like this again?!" Daniels: "I'm not sure, William. But I want to see a definitive end to this fight the next time it happens!" Masters: "I agree with that! And Montana better win, because quite frankly, I'm sick of looking at you. But want to know something I'm not sick of looking at?" Daniels: "What is it?" Masters: "This vignette for the Tower of Power that is just moments away!" A Tower of Power video package begins to roll as Rogers and the security team get Fiscus and Montana out of the ring seperately, each man still trying desperately to fight his way to the other. -After the footage, the camera crew cuts to Caleb Walker, who is heading outside to get into his rental car. As the camera begins to follow them out the door, the door is slammed shut on the camera and the audible picks up some sounds. It sounds like someone is getting destroyed, and the metal door leading to the parking lot is banged on a few times. Finally the camera. Finally, the camera crew gets the door open, There we see Caleb Walker laid out, he is a bloody mess. EMT’s rush to him, but he is out cold. The only evidence, is an A on his back, with a circle around it (The Anarchy Symbol). The symbol is etched in his blood. EMT’s clearly get to work.-
DANIELS: "What the hell!!! Something just isn’t right…. This is the third Attack!!!" MASTERS: "Caleb Walker might be dead!!" DANIELS: "The EMTs are busy tonight! They're heading to the area where Caleb is... but William, It's time for the Tower of Power, and Kris Kash has JUST got to the arena! As soon as he entered the doors, he was ushered to the cages!" MASTERS: "He'd better not make a habit out of this, Daniels, we don't need anymore stress!" DANIELS: "Now folks, during the ToP we will NOT be commentating, as suggested by the higher ups. The match should be speak for itself, and I for one, will enjoy just watching." MASTERS: "Yeah, I'm excited to all get out for this one Jarred." TOWERS: "This match is The Tower of Power, now introducing... He is the Vice President... Shawn McCallister!!!" ("Money" blares over the P.A. system and V.P. Shawn McCallister appears. He walks down the ramp, wearing a traditional black suit with a red undershirt. He climbs into the rings, the fans cheering for the V.P. He smiles and takes the microphone from Towers.) McCallister: "Hamburg!" *Fans pop* "Tonight, we have scheduled the most maniacal structure ever built. Here before you - towering all night has been a 3-cell structure. 60 foot high, the ground nothing but ice cold concrete and each level higher you go, the more tension is placed on the body, and the only thing seperating you from the floor is chain links. We already have all of our contestants in their specific cells. How this will work - You must pin or force your opponent into submission. The referee will then clear you to make the 20 foot climb to the second level. There you will wait for your opponent to get there. Then you must repeat the process until you are the next level higher. The highest level is designed like a regular wrestling ring, with ropes and a mat. We start with 8. 4 become eliminated leaving 4. then 2 eliminations give us our #1 contender match. The winner of that will go to face The CZW Champion at the next PPV. So at the sound of the bell - let the fun begin." DING DING DING /// Cell 1 - Mack Beaudin v. Special Ed Covey \\\ -The match starts out with both men measuring the other up. Ed and Mack finally go in, but Ed is caught with a crazy elbow to the face knocking him to the concrete. Mack then takes the advantage and begins to pound on Ed with vicious lefts and right. He then grabs Ed’s hair and smashes his head into the concrete. Ed seems to be enjoying the pain, Mack begins to look frustrated and uncomfortable. Ed then headbutts Mack, knocking him off and forcing him back into the wall of the cell. Ed gets to his feet and then charges at Mack, Mack “olays” him and sends him face first into the cage wall.- -Ed reaches onto his forehead and grins as he sees blood forming there. Ed shakes it off and blocks an incomming right and nails Mack with a left. He then drives his knee into the midsection of Mack. Mack drops to a knee and Ed continues the hell-bent assault. Elbows, Kicks, and Knees. Mack tries to block but only manages to block every other hit. Ed then mounts Mack like he is going for a boston crab, instead he launches Mack into the cage wall. Mack hits the wall with force, the cage outlined on his face. Ed goes to grab Mack but Mack reverses and begins to grind Eds face into the cage. Ed’s face ripping to shreds. Mack then waits a few moments and BAM! Greetings from Tampa!!! He goes to cover- 1 2 3 NO Kickout! -Mack jumps up and gets in the referees face. Ed gets to his knees. Mack turns back to Ed but Ed nails Mack with a hellacious right - straight into little Mack. Mack falls to his knees - the yelp forcing many other people in the ring to look into the cell. Ed is a bloody mess, Ed approaches Mack and nails a kneeled Mack with a lariat. Ed then climbs to the top of the 20’ structure. He hangs by the trap door but the referee tells him he has to finish Mack first. Ed then uses the roof like monkey bars and falls ontop of Mack with a bellyflop. Mack rolls out of the way, and Ed lands hard. Mack recovers as he sits, his back on the cage door. He crawls over and rolls Ed over. Ed’s outline of his body in blood, but Mack goes for the cover.- 1 2 Kick Out! -Mack sits up in disbelief. He looks at Ed, who laying on his back is smiling at Mack. Mack jumps back startled and Ed climbs to his feet. Ed traps Mack in the corner of the cage. Mack goes with a right hand but Ed counters. Ed kicks Mack and then sets him up for what appears to be a Tombstone Piledriver. Instead he doesn’t fall to his knees and falls flat on his butt. Macks face being driven into the concrete. Ed rolls Mack over with the cover.- 1 2 3 MACK BEAUDIN ELIMINATED! -Ed stands up and cheers. His body crimson with blood. Casey Rogers retrieves Mack out of the cage as Ed climbs. He makes it to the next level- --**--Match Count 9:32--**-- /// Cell 2 - Ace King v. Tim Timmons \\\ -The match starts out with Ace King having the dominant upperhand. Whipping Timmons into cage wall, after cage wall, after cage wall. Ace being completely dominant. Ace then grabs Timmons with a fisherman suplex and a cover.- 1 Kick Out. -King jumps up. He pulls Timmons up but Timmons nails a low blow. He then DDTs King onto the concrete. Timmons too goes for a quick cover.- 1 Kick out. -Timmons pulls Ace up and then goes to whip him into the cage. King reverses and sends Timmons into the cage. Ace then follows with a splash onto Timmons, grinding him into the cage even further. King then hits Timmons with a belly-to-back suplex. Timmons head bouncing off the Concrete hard. King climbs about half way up the cell corner and then leaps off with an elbow drop onto the downed Timmons. Followed by a cover.- 1 2 Kick Out! -King stays on Timmons and begins to hit him with rights and lefts. The blood rushing to Timmons head. Finally, Timmons too busts open and blood begins to trickle down his forehead. Ace pulls Timmons to his feet and then snap suplexes him to the ground. Ace sits there, his endurance high enough that he just takes a breather, Timmons grovels on the ground. Ace stands up and then watches Timmons as he tries to use Ace as a leverage to stand up. Timmons grabs Ace’s tights and Ace smiles, Ace then rolls over Timmons and is underneath. King locks in his newest submission move - a Gogoplata!. Timmons fights and fights but soon the blood begins to flow from Timmons foreheard from the pressure and he taps out, as the choke is too much. Timmons rolls off King, and lays there gasping for air as Rogers goes to retrieve Timmons. Ace seems to have trouble climbing the cage, but finally does as the clock stops.- TIM TIMMONS ELIMINATED! ***---Match Count 7:54---*** /// Cell 3 - Ronnie McNeil v. Rave \\\ -This match started out with a solid trading of blows. Ronnie gets the strength advantage as he backs Rave into a corner. Ronnie continues to punch the sternum of Rave, but Rave saves himself with an elbow to the face. Ronnie backs off and Rave runs at him nailing a neckbreaker. Rave then pulls Ronnie up and hits a quick DDT. Rave again pulls Ronnie up, goes for a second DDT but Ronnie throws Rave over his head, Rave hitting hard on his back. Ronnie falls to his knees, apparently didn’t expect the weight to be that much. Ronnie pulls himself up with the cage help. Rave gets up and runs at Ronnie, attempts a drop kick but nails the Cage instead. His body mangled, he falls to the floor. His legs propped on the cage, Ronnie begins to stomp a downed Rave. He grabs Raves legs and then locks in a pin.- 1 2 Kick Out -Rave managed to kick out. He tries to get to his feet, but Ronnie catches Rave with a knee to the face. Rave leans on the cage for support but Ronnie throws him down and locks in an Arm Bar. Rave refuses to Tap, Ronnie keeps it locked in but Rave still refuses. Ronnie then rolls Rave into a pin with the Arm Bar locked in. Raves shoulders on the mat, still refusing to tap.- 1 2 Shoulder up 1 2 Shoulder up 1 Broken Hold -Ronnie stands up, and places his hands on his hips. Rave stands but holds his arm in some serious pain. Rave manages to rush Ronnie with a spear, but Ronnie gives in and locks his arm around Raves head, driving back into the cage wall. Ronnies back sticking hard but Raves face also nailing the cage. Ronnie tries to DDT Rave but Rave picks Ronnie up, His head locked under Ronnies arm. He nails a weird looking Spinebuster, but ends up adding momentum to Ronnie, Raves face smashing into the concrete. Rave lays in pain, not moving. Ronnie arches his back from the pain of the concrete. Ronnie rolls over Rave and pins him.- 1 2 3 RAVE ELIMINATED -Ronnie gets up and tries to climb the cage, He gets to the top and pushes the trap door open. As he pulls himself into the next level - he stands up and is toe to toe with Ace King.- ***---Match Count 9:00---*** /// Cell 4 - Shawn Waters v. Kris Kash \\\ -Shawn and Kris turn this into an all out brawl. Fighting tooth and nail, rolling on the concrete punching each other for the first few minutes of the match. They end up headbutting each other, both laying on their back holding their foreheads in pain. They both get to their feet, then it starts again. Lefts and rights to each other - both men standing. Kash locks Waters in a headlock but Watersbackdrops Kash and then they start the ground brawl again, more lefts and more rights. The match not involving any technicalities and is just a old fashioned beat down. This goes on until finally Waters ends up busting Kashs nose. Waters chest is covered with Kashs blood, but they continue to punch at each other. Both Kash and Waters faces are beat red with blood flow. Waters counters a punch and rolls Kash into a small package.- 1 2 Kick Out. -Waters gets to his knees, just as Kash does and then begin again punching each other again. Kash grabs Waters arms and slams him to the concrete and locks him in a behind the back arm lock. Waters arm fatigued from punching, refuses to submit. Waters face is smashed against the cold concrete as he screams in pain. Kash ups the pain-stake and Waters almost taps but doesn’t. He finally grabs the cage wall and with a forceful jerk rams himself and Kash into the cage, both falling to the floor in pain. Waters gets to his feet first and then tries a drop kick. Kash catches Waters ankles and then turns locking him into the Money Clip. Shawn Waters fights tapping but the pain on his neck is intense. Finally, Shawn again uses the cage for leverage. Kash is surpised as Shawn gets horizontal with the help of the cage, finally flipping Kash over Kash landing on his back. Shawns face slides down the cage, blood boiling under the skin finally released as it scrapes the metal. Shawn notices his advantage and covers- 1 2 Kick Out -Shawn Waters pissed gets up, the blood running down his cheek, and then grabbing Kashs legs. He sets him up and locks the Shawnshooter in, right smack dab in the middle of the cell. Kash fights.- Kash refuses Kash refuses Kash TAPS!!! KRIS KASH ELIMINATED!!! ---***Match Count 10:55***--- -Waters, using mainly upperbody strength climbs the cell. He pushes the roof open and slides in, coming face to face with the bloody Ed Covey. Rogers removes Kash from the lower cell.- /// Level 2: Cell 1: Ed Covey (9:32) v. Shawn Waters (10:55) \\\ -The referee squares them up, rings the 2nd level bell at 11:00 minutes. Waters, definitely fatigued by his last encounter, Ed having had about a 1:30 to rest. Waters tries to avoid Covey as he rests, but Ed Covey is in a trance. Ed hunts down Waters… Water basically cowered in the corner at the new - insane - Ed Covey. Ed begins to stomp the fatigued Waters, Coveys blood dripping and staining the chain links below. Shawn is slumped in the corner now and Ed steps back letting out an insane howl. The fans errupt, Ed doesn’t see Shawn up on his feet and Shawn hits a running bulldog, driving Eds face into the Chain Links. He rolls him over for the cover.- .5 Kick Out -Ed throws Shawn off him and gets to his feet with authority. Shawn is dumbfounded, he looks down at his chest that is down mixed with Coveys and his own blood that had been dripping from his cheek. Covey stands maniacally looking at Shawn. Shawn is really not sure what to do, so he charges Ed attempting a spear. Ed jumps over Shawn, Shawn sliding across the chain links - the links ripping through his skin. He stands up, slightly freaking and in some intense pain on his torso. Ed wipes his sweaty, bloody chest with his hand and then rubs it into his hair.- (BAM!!) -Ed charged Waters, ramming into the wall facing out toward the fans. The cage gives out and both men start to fall but catch themselves on the cage that slams into the lower level. Both men hanging, begin to punch and kick each other. Shawn loses his balance and slides down midway to the 1st level. Ed climbs back up and gets in the cell - Shawn pulling himself up slowly. As he gets to the cell, Ed stands there waiting. Shawn looks up to see the maniacal Ed, who grabs him and nails him with the Special Driver, out the opening down through a table that was 20’ below. The impact is vicious, both men a mangled mess. Covey is slumped on top of Waters and the referee starts the count.- 1 2 3 WATERS ELIM…No Shawn McCallister stops it! Shawn McCallister: "Woah Woah Woah! Pinfall must occur on the 2nd level INSIDE the structure. This match will continue!!!" -Waters and Covey lay there, both hurt and mangled. Neither moving. McCallister is getting some sadistic enjoyment out of this and goes to revive the two members. EMTs run out but McCallister calls them off. After a few minutes - Covey begins to move. The impact appears to have knocked him out his sadistic state, He looks around confused and then looks at McCallister who tells him to climb the cage. Covey starts climbing and after a few moments he is safely in the cell. Waters however does not move. He took the blunt of the attack. EMT’s wait for McCallisters word, but instead McCallister smirks and lifts his mic- McCallister: "Lower the zip cord!" -a cord lowers, McCallister harnesses the injured Waters. They lift him up and then he hangs near the opening to the 2nd level. Covey grabs him and puts him down for a pinfall.- 1 2 KICK OUT! -Covey looks astonished. He looks at Waters, who barely got his shoulder up. Using the tension on the cord, Covey throws Waters out of the opening. Waters swings back in Covey catches him on his shoulders, takes the clip to the rope off and then slams Waters down onto the cell floor with a modified powerbomb and a cover.- 1 2 3! SHAWN WATERS ELIMINATED!! -Covey begins his climb, made slighty harder by the missing wall, and gets safely into the top of the structure.- ***---Match Count 21:35 (w/ Previous match 32:35)---*** /// Level 2: Cell 2: Ace King (7:54) v. Ronnie McNeil (9:00) \\\ -Ace has a healthy rest while Ronnie was still battling. When the cage door opens, Ronnie climbs up to face Ace. The referee signals the beginning of the competition and the Ace gets the immediate upperhand. He backs McNeil into the cage wall, and begins an assault with lefts and rights into the stomach. Ace appears to be a man on a Mission, and Ronnie is too fatigued to block the assault. Finally, Ace backs up and prepares for a splash but Ronnie falls to the floor forcing Ace’s face to drive into the steel metal links. Ace falls to the cage floor, his foot draped over Ronnie.- 1 2… Kick Out. -While Ace recovers, Ronnie gets to his feet and begins to attack Ace’s back region with multiple submissions. The first, a Camel Clutch. The referee asks if Ace wants to give up - but he refuses. Ronnie doesn’t break the hold, and Ace tries to fight back out of it. He uses a slight bit of strength he has to flip Ronnie over and break the hold. Ace then grabs Ronnies Legs and goes for the Big Slick but Ronnie wiggles too much forcing a boston crab. Ace locks it in and Ronnie refuses to submit. Ace holds the lock in until Ronnie uses his leg power to send Ace flying into the metal cage. Ace catches himself and then bounces off the cage with a springboard crossbody right into Ronnie. The impact forces Ronnie to flip ontop of Ace and get a 1 count. Ronnie and Ace both battle back to their feet. They then sprint right into each other and nail each other with a massive clothesline. The both land hard on the cage floor, laying there trying to recover. They lay for a few minutes, As they both get to their feet… That is when the cell next to them opens wide open, and they both stop to watch Ed and Waters both plummet to ground. Ronnie and Ace look at each other with a “WTF” on their face, and then realize they are supposed to be fighting and then start throwing jabs at each other. Ace dodges a mean right hook and flips Ronnie to the ground locking in an arm bar. Ronnie refuses to give up. Shawn McCallister can be heard talking by this point but the two in the cell ignore him.- -A few moments pass and Ace lets up, Ronnie and Ace start battling it out once more, with hip tosses and technical maneuvers. Finally, Ed is back in his cell… He walks over to the cell where Ace and Ronnie are both down to one knee.- Covey: "I’m Fine Guys! Don’t Worry I just cracked my noodle a little." -Ace looks at Ed and stands up and gawks at the bloody mess in front of him. Ronnie then seizes the opportunity. He comes back and starts the “Fade to Black” the first Russian LegSweep with authority, but as he pulls Ace up and sets up the Front Russian Leg Sweet, Ace counters by putting his leg between Ronnies and grabbing the cage wall. Ronnie tries to hit it but Ace doesn’t move. Ronnie is then whipped into the ropes.- FULL HOUSE! -Ronnie is kicked right in the forehead by the roundhouse kick. Ace then quickly covers- 1… 2… 3!!!! RONNIE MCNEIL ELIMINATED!! ***---Match Count: 17:00 (with previous match of 9 minutes - 26:00)---*** -McNeil lays there, recovering while Ace begins his climb. McNeil can’t believe that he just lost the match, He runs over to Ace and nails a Powerbomb to Ace who hits hard on the Cage floor. McNeil in a clear Rage. Finally McNeil throws his hands up in defeat and exits the cell. Ace takes a few moments to recover but finally gets into the top cell. The time on the clock registering at 30:30.- /// Level 3 and Final Level: Ace King v. Special Ed Covey \\\ -Both men, battered and bruised, immediately walk up to each other and shake hands. The bell rings for this final match, and both go into ring mode. They circle each other, looking for the first opportunity. Ed keeps trying to shake the blood out of his eye, and Ace capitolizes with a kick to the gut. He drops him down with a DDT, going for the early pin- 1 2 KICK OUT -Ace picks up Ed, and tosses him to the ropes. The previous cages did not have ropes, but the top one does. Ed comes almost staggering back, and Ace lands a knee to the face. Ace has a look of confusion on his face, as he doesn't want to hurt Ed worse but he desperately wants to win the Tower of Power. He picks up Ed, but Ed surprisingly blocks it and slaps Ace on the chest. He then nails a few more chops- CROWD: "WOOOOOOOO!!!!" -Ed throws Ace to the ropes, and nails a dropkick. Blood is beginning to show all over the mat. Ed picks up Ace, and nails a snap DDT of his own- 1 2-KICK OUT -Ed picks up Ace, and puts him in a full nelson. Ace refuses to give up. The crowd has been huge into this whole Tower of Power, and are just so into this match. Ed steps over, and dives forward driving Ace's face into the mat. Ed takes moment to get up himself, as both men are obviously blown up and exhausted. Ed turns Ace over and goes for another pin- 1 2 KICK OUT -Ed picks Ace back up, and sluggishly throws him to the ropes. Ace ducks the planned clothesline, and rebounds. Ed leapfrogs over Ace. Ace then ducks another clothesline. On the rebound, both men go for a cross body block colliding in the air. Both men lay at the mat, but the referee won't even bother with a count as a winner MUST be decided- -Ace, being the less beaten of the two, gets up first using the ropes. He goes to pick up Ed, who surprises him with a small package- 1
2,
(Crowd cheers loudly)
-Ace, though falls to the mat as well and is too exhausted to get right back up. Both men are laid out again. This time, it takes longer for both men to get up but Ace again is the first. He picks up Ed, and nails a nearly botched vertical suplex. Both men are running on empty, but still dig deep somehow to continue. Ace then picks up Ed and tosses him back to the ropes. Ed ducks the clothesline this time. Ed comes back on the rebound, and leaps up... nailing a Hurricanrana, sending Ace RIGHT into the Cage wall!-
CROWD: "OHHHH!!!!"
-Ed, with the crimson mask, looks like the craziest mad man you've ever seen. He grabs Ace, and begins delivering a Spinning toe hold. Ace screams out in pain, but refuses to tap. Ace has begun to bleed from his forehead as well, as that was the major part of his body that spiraled into the cage. Ed then drops down with a figure-four leglock. Ace gives out an even louder scream, but STILL refuses to submit. He begins teeter-tottering back and forth, and eventually reverses the move making Ed scream out in pain this time-
CROWD: "AHHHH!!!!"
-The hold is broken after 45 seconds. Both men are grabbing at their knees. Ed, surprisingly, is the first man to eventually get back up. He picks up Ace, slowly, and delivers a few more chops. He tosses Ace to the ropes again... leaps up and nails the Lou Thesz Press, banging his bloody skull against Ace's-
(Crowd erupts)
-Ed stands up and raises his arms up, and the crowd begins cheering "Ed! Ed! Ed!' The crowd is loving this match, and is behind BOTH men equally. Ed picks up Ace and irish whips him into the corner, with Ace landing hard against his back. Ed runs into and delivers a knee to the chest of Ace. Ace stays in the corner though, and Ed grabs him and irish whips him again to the opposite side. Ed then runs in with a running lariat of his own. Ace looks like he's on his last legs. He has that clouded look over his eyes, and he might not even know where he is. Ed lifts him up to where he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. Ed signals for the Special Driver, and the crowd goes wild-
CROWD: "AHHHHHH - OHHHHHHH -YAYYYYYY!!!!"
-Ed climbs up, but Ace suddenly begins to fight back. Both men then teeter back and forth, delivering punches to each other. Ace then chops Ed in the throat, dazing him. He lifts Ed onto his shoulders, in a fireman's carry. He stands up.... AND-
(((SLAMMMMM!!!!!!!!!)))
TOP ROPE BLACK JACK BOMB!
-Ace goes for the cover!-
ONE!
TWO
THREE!!!!!
DANIELS: "HOLY HELL WHAT A GREAT MATCH!!! ACE KING IS THE NEW #1 CONTENDER!!!!"
TOWERS: "The winner of the 2008 Tower of Power, and now #1 Contender to the World Heavyweight Title.... "THE GAMBLER" ACE KING!!!!!!"
MASTERS: "What a helluva match, Jarred! This could very well be the match of the year!"
DANIELS: "I was at the edge of my seat the entire time! EVERY man did such a STUPENDOUS job building this match up, it's so difficult that only one man could win!"
MASTERS: "Damn straight, Jarred!"
-In the ring, Ace King is crying and holding his hands up high. The crowd is making the largest noise than the CZW has ever gotten before for a match. Ace then goes to Ed, and picks him up. They eventually embrace, making the crowd chant "ACE AND ED! ACE AND ED! ACE AND ED!" Ed then raises Ace's hand up in victory. Both men are now a bloody mess-
DANIELS: "What a show of sportsmanship by both men!"
MASTERS: "I am surprised Ed beat BOTH Upstarts, Jarred. I don't think that'll go without some sort of payback!"
DANIELS: "I'm afraid you're right, William. Now if everyone can turn their attention back to the other ring, it's time for the CZW World Heavyweight Title match!"
TOWERS: "Ladies and Gentlemen, our next contest is scheduled for one fall and is for our cZw World Championship Title"
(Straight away, we see a figure at the top of the ramp that is not Matt Stylez or El Pablo. It happens to be the cZw Commissioner Michael K. Farley. The crowd react to this mainly with boos, but Farley does not let this effect him, he just strolls down to the ring with a strange smile on his face, looking around at the crowd, giving his business style exaggerated walk again. Instead of climbing into the ring he walks around it and stands near the commentary tables. Then he begins to walk over to them, finally sitting down and placing on a headset so he can commentate during the match)
FARLEY: "Hello gentlemen, how are we doing this evening?"
MASTERS: "Fantastic, so what do we owe this rare pleasure of you joining us then sir?"
FARLEY: "Well as you know, I have played a part in this match, setting it up, simply because I am a generous man and I just want to give the fans what they want. So I tho..."
DANIELS: "Oh please, we all know that you are trying sadistically to split up AMP XTC, but we heard from all the members that you will not succeed"
FARLEY: "You know what Jarred, I was expecting this, I was expecting you to give me grief, so let me tell you this, if you ever interrupt me again, I will put your ass right on the unimployment line, you will respect me boy"
MASTERS: "Yes Jarred, you have been warned. You know Farley, he is like this all the time, you really should think about replacing him for someone like Jacqui Rhodes, she would make a good partner for me Farley"
FARLEY: "Yeah, I hear you William, but I was thinking of employing her to be my personal secretary, so you have to wait in line"
DANIELS: "So how about we talk about this match then, two men, two team mates, fighting over one prestigious Title, the cZw World Title, will these men ever be the same friends again?"
FARLEY: "Well that is up to them, I just made this match as it is what the fans want and it sold out this event, two of the most popular men in cZw, what a genious idea it was from me. But I do not think any man could ever be the same after a World Title match, this is what these guys are fighting for, this is the prize at the end of the tunnel, I think these men will give it there all and if we see a handshake at the end of the match, I will just be as pleased about it as everyone else"
MASTERS: "Good answer there sir. I personally though believe that these two men would sell each other and even sell there own parents for this belt, they say there friendship is more important but they do not fool me, I know deep down they are thinking of destroying each other, heck, I would destroy you Jarred for that Gold"
DANIELS: "Well they are not like you are they, these two men respect each other greatly and I believe they are decent enough to put a good clean, yet passionate match on for all of us, then shake hands at the end, they are not like Upstarts, those guys would run each over for that Title"
MASTERS: "Yeah but they are smart Jarred, you are just looking at it in a naive way"
FARLEY: "Well here it is, I wanted front row seats for this one, the match I created, Matt Stylez against El Pablo for the cZw World Championship, lets get them out here"
TOWERS: "Introducing first... your challenger.... The current CZW X Champion.... EL PABLO!!"
(A hush descends over the crowd as the lights go out, leaving the arena in total darkness. The opening riff to "Been Training Dogs" kicks in, with bright white spotlights switching on and off in various places across the arena, keeping time with the beat. As the drums kick in, a huge wall of pyro shoots up from the stage, and El Pablo steps out to huge cheers from the crowd, dressed in his ring gear with dark sunglasses on his face. He stands on the stage for a few seconds playing to the crowd, before bounding down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron and vaults over the top rope, then heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and climbs up, saluting the crowd. He repeats this on the adjacent turnbuckle, then removes his sunglasses and tosses them to a stagehand outside the ring.)
TOWERS: "And his opponent.... hailing from Cincinnatti, Ohio... He is the CZW World Heavyweight Champion... "THE SERIAL THRILLA" MATT STYLEZ!!"
(Matt Stylez comes out wearing the title around his waist, and the crowd erupts. He high fives fans on the way down the ramp, and slides into the ring)
***DING DING***
- As the bell rings both men stand opposite each other inside the ring. They both look up to the hoards of fans chanting, half chanting for Pablo, half chanting for Matt. As they look around they both nod at each other in appreciation. Now they start warming up, dancing around the ring, both trying to find an opening, Matt signals something to Pablo, pointing at the cZw World Title as Pablo points too, then both knocking knuckles as to get the contest on the way. Farley by this point is starting to get anxious, wanting them to fight each other, but both Matt and Pablo for the time being are soaking up the atmosphere, Pablo looks down at Farley, as does Matt, both shaking there head as to signal 'Farley will not win'. The fans are still loving it.
FARLEY: "Stop looking at me you pinheads, fight each other, this is for the Gold, fight DAMMIT"
DANIELS: "I think they are just sending you a message before they start this match"
MASTERS: "Yes well they should be focussed on each other, not the commish"
FARLEY: "Exactly, but I guarantee you, this match will be brutal by the end of it, friends or no friends, Gold is Gold, it is addictive"
- Finally they lock up as the crowd goes even more mental. Pablo takes Matt down early with an armdrag, following up by locking in an armbar. Matt grimmaces in pain for a while as he manages to get to his knees, then up to his feet, reversing the hold and applying the pressure on Pablo, then turning his armbar into a hammerlock, now Pablo the one grimmacing in pain. Pablo however quickly grabs Matt with his other arm, taking him nicely down with a snapmare takedown then dropicks Matt in the back of the head. Matt rolls around then sits up looking straight into the eyes of his teammate, a smile across his face
DANIELS: "You can see the in the eyes of both these men, they respect each other"
MASTERS: "Respect will turn to greed as this match goes on"
DANIELS: "You know what, I canot wait to see your face when at the end of the match, regardless who wins, they both shake hands and your little fantasy is over, they are team mates and they will stay team mates"
FARLEY: "Hey guys, I did not make this match to split them up, honest"
- Matt gets up, they circle each other again, then lock up for the second time, this time, Matt splits up the lock up with a knee to the mid section, the crowd not liking it. Matt continues though as he hits Pablo with a couple of European Uppercuts, sending him towards the ropes, Matt then irish whips Pablo, Pablo bouncing off the opposite side, comes back, Matt goes for a overhead throw, Pablo though goes over the head of Matt but lands awkwardly as he gets stuck on the third rope, making him land head first on the mat. Pablo now looking hurt, Matt looking on, not knowing what to do, the fans looking worried.
DANIELS: "OH MY...That did not look pretty, I hope he is okay"
FARLEY: "Yeah me too, I have invested alot into this match, I do not want it to be over yet"
DANIELS: "Excuse me Farley, but this competitor could be seriously hurt and all you care about is your precious notes"
FARLEY: "How dare you, I do not just think of notes, I think of coins as well"
MASTERS: "SHOW ME THE MONEY"
- Matt though wastes no time, slightly unsure of what to do, but eventually taking full advantage of the situation, putting Pablo in a headlock. pablo in pain after the arkward landing, Matt presses harder to force pablo to pass out. Pablo fights back though, the crowd now on his side, he rises, elbow to the gut, another, e breaks free then Matt knocks him straight back down with a perfectly timed clothesline. Pablo now holding his head and neck again in some pain
FARLEY: "This is what i was waiting for, Matt now showing no mercy for his little buddy"
MASTERS: "That is it...BREAK HIS NECK"
FARLEY: "Well, I would not go that far, I mean, I want him to go on for abit longer, just to make sure ratings are good"
MASTERS: "I hear you boss, you know how to conduct business dont you?"
FARLEY: "Yes, I have been a long term busin..."
DANIELS: "I doubt the fans want to hear about your business story, they want to hear us commentate on the match"
FARLEY: "Yes, well Jarred, you are going to hear two very famous words soon if you do not shut up. Look, Matt is looking this way"
- Matt looks over at Farley who is smiling, his eyes lit up with pleasure, Matt frowning at him, but Farley smiles and points at the World Title. Matt then goes back to Pablo knowing that his title is on the line. Matt picks up Pablo as Pablo looks for mercy but Matt shows him none, connecting with a neckbreaker with great technique. Matt this time continues the punishment as he locks Pablo in with a chin lock. The crowd looking on worried about Pablo as he grimmaces in pain.
DANIELS: "I do not think these fans are enjoying this as much as you hoped Farley"
FARLEY: "Oh yes, well how come we have sold tickets out, our biggest Pay-Per-View so far and many of them came for this Main Event, so stop talking about what you do not understand"
MASTERS: "Yeah, can't we put a dummy in his mouth, finally shut him up"
- Matt now lits him up, hitting a few Europeon uppercuts on Pablo as he drives back towards the ropes, Matt now clobbering Pablo with heavy forearms to the back of the neck, then sets him up, from behind, dropping him on the back of the head with a German Suplex. Matt this time covers
ONE
TWO
T...KICKOUT
- Pablo tries to rise but Matt now starts to work on the legs of Pablo, droping an elbow right on the joint of the kneecap. Matt hangs on to the same foot as he wraps Pablo around with ease and holds on with Pablo in a Half Boston Crab. Matt wearing Pablo down as Pablo's head is facing the ground, starting to give up, but the crowd react to this, a part chanting for Matt but most of them chanting for Pablo trying to get him fired up,m at first it does not seem to work but in one big push, Pablo rolls out of the hold and throws Matt to the outside using the strength of his legs
MASTERS: "WOW, Matt looked like he was fired out of a cannon then"
FARLEY: "We can only hope"
- Pablo now gets up, holding his neck while limping, Matt just about to get up o the outside, Pablo, even though he is hurt, he cannot resist diving to the outside to the fans delight, pablo flies over the ropes and crashing into Matt and the guardrail as it looks like a car crash on the outside
DANIELS: "WOW, what a move by El Pablo, I can see that he has so much passion here tonight"
CROWD: "AMP XTC...AMP XTC...AMP XTC..."
MASTERS: "What are they chanting for AMP XTC for, they are breaking up right in front of our eyes"
DANIELS: "I do not see it like that, they are maybe having one hell of a fight, but they still respect each other"
- Pablo rises just as the ref reaches a 4 count, matt now up too, Pablo grabs Matt and throws him back into the ring, Pablo instead of following him climbs the turnbuckle, Matt knowing this though as he purposely rus at the top rope and knocks Pablo off, Matt now with Pablo stuck on the top rope, climbs up. A few shots to the face, Pablo looks dizzy as Matt stands him up, Pablo not knowing where he is, apparently, but suddenly he dives off htting Matt with a thunderous reverse bulldog OFF THE TOP ROPE...
DANIELS: "This could be it...WE COULD HAVE A NEW CHAMPION"
- Pablo now trying to crawl to make his way over to Matt, who looks lifeless. He reaches, he gets there, cover...
ONE
TWO
THR...
KICKOUT
FARLEY: "Wow, I have got to admit, these two men are two of the toughest supserstars in cZw"
DANIELS: "They sure are, I know it has caused much contraversy but at the end of the day, you put these two men in the ring with each other and it is going to be a classic, no doubt"
- Matt kicks out as the fans cheer, just because they know this match will continue. Pablo rolls around still holding his neck, Matt also holding his neck as both stand, both go for a punch, both get it, Pablo stumbles backwards as Matt goes forwards, hitting him with a few more shots, then Pablo ducks one, Matt spins around, Pablo picks him up, side suplex. Pablo follows it up nicely as he bounces off the ropes and hits a modified version of the rolling thunder. Matt holding his ribs now, Pablo in control. He picks Matt back up, irish whip, Matt bounces off as Pablo dives onto Matt's shoulders and hits a high impact hurricarana. Matt bounces off the ground and rolls out of the ring with impact.
MASTERS: "Wow, that speedy bastard is on one hell of a roll right now"
DANIELS: "Look Farley, Matt wants to say something to you"
FARLEY: "What? Where?"
- Matt now infront of Farley, Farley starts shouting abuse at him, Matt currently looking out of it, but suddenly he rises, gets up close to Farley and purposely sneezes in his face. Farley gets enraged as he stads up and takes off his head phones, Matt laughing as Farley goes bright red, Pablo though waiting in the background, jumps off the apron looking for a missile dropkick, Matt however ducks as Pablo flies over Matt and connects brilliantly with Farley, knocking him dow and virtually over the guardrail. Matt laughs at this as Pablo gets back up realising what has happened. Matt looks at Pablo as Pablo smiles at Matt, then they both laugh at Farley who rises, looking like he is about to explode with anger. Matt and Pablo both high five each other as the crowd love it. Then both get into the ring as the referee reaches an 8 count.
MASTERS: "FARLEY...FARLEY...ARE YOU OKAY?"
DANIELS: "AMP XTC putting on one hell of a show for this German crowd here tonight"
MASTERS: "DAMMIT Jarred, you are loving this aren't you, you little bas..."
DANIELS: "Yeah, you know what, I am loving it"
FARLEY: "...MATT...PABLO...JARRED!!!"
DANIELS: "Oh dear, our Commish does not look happy"
- Now both men, now recovered nicely, both looking fresh again as they lock up another time. Pablo grabbing the wrist and twisting it around, Matt cringes with pain, Pablo goes around one more time, then one more time flipping matt over onto his back, Pablo still holding the wrist. Matt wraps his right leg over the grip Pablo has and pushes him off, gets up quickly but Pablo measures him nicely with a hip toss, then another, Matt on one knee looking into the eyes of Pablo, Pablo tapping him on the shoulder as Matt gets up and they lock up again.
DANIELS: "Lovely technical wrestling here"
MASTERS: "Screw technical wrestling...I WANT BLOOD"
- Matt intelligently knees him in the gut this time though, then a chop across the throat of Pablo, Pablo now back into the corner, matt hitting several shoulder thrusts into the sternam of Pablo, then climbing to the second rope, Pablo still in the corner, Matt grabs the head of Pablo, dives off the second rope and sits down hitting Pablo with a strong jawbreaker, knocking him back into the corner. Now Matt on fire, goes running off, then comes charging back towards Pablo, dives and hits him with a cross body in the corner, Pablo now in a daze, walks around, Matt catching him now with a body slam, then follows it up with a leg drop, leaping up high, he covers...
ONE
TWO...KICKOUT
DANIELS: "Quick kickout there, it is going to take more than that it seems"
- Matt gets up, picking Pablo up too, irish whips him, Pablo baseball slides under Matt then bounces off the ropes but Matt catches him nicely with a well timed drop toe hold, Pablo bouncing off his face, his nose starting to bleed. Pablo get back up though, Matt noticing the blood as he checks Pablo is okay
MASTERS: "WHAT YOU DOING YOU FOOL?"
DANIELS: "He is checking on his friend, something you would no nothing about, you having no friends and all"
FARLEY: "You two are like a damn married couple"
- Pablo locks up with Matt, headlock, Matt throws him off quickly, Pablo bouncing off the ropes, Matt hitting a release belly to belly overhead, Pablo landing excellently on his feet though, as matt does not notice and Pablo comes up from behind and rolls him up in a school boy
ONE
TWO
THREE...NO
KICKOUT
FARLEY: "OH MY...I thought it was over then, damn referee, stop making the pins so close, I have a weak heart DAMMIT"
- Matt barely escapes from it in time, heavy breathing as Pablo smiles at Matt and points to the Title again. Matt taking a breather begins to walk around the ring trying to think of a gameplan, Pablo though, fast as lightening runs up to the side of Matt and goes for a dropkick, Matt scouts him though as he also goes for a dropkick, both men hitting each other, knocking the wind out of each other, both men down on the floor holding there ribs.
DANIELS: "Both men down, if you have just joined us, we are in the middle of a true classic, Matt Stylez against his stable mate, El Pablo, they are really putting on one hell of a show for this crowd tonight"
FARLEY: "You think people are just joining us, if they are all I can say is this...YOU STUPID FOOLS...LOOK WHAT TIME IT IS"
MASTERS: "That is right Commish, tell those lazy bastards"
- Both men taking a breather, both in some pain after the arkward crash they just had. The referee up to 6, Matt begins to rise, now on 7, Pablorises too, both up on 8, both go to attack each other, Matt kicking pablo in the sternam, Pablo catches his foot though, then places his leg over the top and kicking matt with a modified spin kick. matt gets knocked down but gets straight back up again, now Pablo runs off towards the ropes, matt follows him, Pablo sees this and jump onto the second rope, springs off hitting Matt with a moonsault, then wrapping him up for the pin
ONE
TWO
THRE...
KICKOUT
- Again, Matt nearly being covered, gets up with a shocked look on his face, Pablo again grinning. Matt goes to lock up with Pablo now, Pablo sidestep, kicks Matt in the shin, then the knee, then goes for a third but Matt grabs his leg, takes him down with a leg sweep. then suddenly goes straight for the STILL SHOT...
DANIELS: "HE HAS GOT IT"
- Pablo knowing what is going to happen wriggles furiously trying to get out of it, but matt over powers him and turns him over, locking him in, right in the center of the ring. The fans look on shocked of the speed in which matt put the hold on, Pablo looking like he is extreme pain, biting his bottom lip as he squints, his eyes leaking with the pain he is in. He tries to push himself up, desperately trying to reach the ropes, but they are no where near him, he starts to slip away, now lying on the floor, his face inbedded into the mat. Matt is pulling ad tearing away at Pablo, who is trying his hardest to not pass out with the pain, the crowd cheering the Five Star Superstar on.
FARLEY: "This is what it means, even though his future could be severely shortened in this move, he is hanging on as he wants that World Title so bad"
DANIELS: "I cannot see him giving up"
MASTERS: "Yeah but he could always pass out"
- Pablo again lifts himself up, now starting to get somewhere as he is fired up intensely from the crowd, he screams in agony as he start making his way towards the ropes, dragging and pulling himself there, even clawing. Matt trying to increase the pressure but Pablo, still clawing his way to the ropes is fired up, now running on his hands as he grabs and cluthces the ropes, Matt lets go. Pablo now in such tremendous pain as he clutches his back and tries to climb out of the ring, Matt however knows he is ahead and grabs Pablo, pulling him back in and elbow dropping him in the spine.
FARLEY: "Matt may of tried to pretend he is a nice guy but his evil side is coming out now"
DANIELS: "I am ot sure about that but he has certainly showed no mercy throughout this match"
MASTERS: "Mercy? What is that?"
- Matt now picks Pablo up again, Pablo just not able to defend himself now as the pain is exruciating. Matt lifts him up, Pablo sitting on his shoulders, Matt now slamming him down on his back, a huge Powerbomb. Pablo hitting the ground with huge force. Matt carries on as he dives onto the middle ropes, sprinboards off hitting Pablo with a unique style 450 sprinboard splash, immediately hooking the legs...
DANIELS: "FANTASTIC MOVE"
ONE
TWO
THR...
KICKOUT
FARLEY: "I need my medicine"
- Pablo just managing to rise his shoulder up. Matt now startig to get abit anxious, he looks over at Farley who has aother big grin on his face, Matt frowning at him, looking cold deep into his eyes, but goes back to Pablo picking him up again. Matt now throws him hard into the corner, Pablo bouncing off as Matt follows up with a strong clothesline. Matt now looking at Pablo, thinking what to do next, he climbs up the ropes, sitting facing Pablo on the second rope, Pablo just about getting up, Matt comes crashing down with a flying leg drop landing on the back of Pablo as he collapses back to the ground.
MASTERS: "You know what, I have been impressed by some of the things Matt has done in this match, too bad he has to wreck all of that by trying to suck up to these fans"
DANIELS: "Suck up? He has not once sucked up to these fans, this match, he has been himself, just doing what he has to do"
MASTERS: "Oh what do you know, your an even bigger suck up"
- Matt now, looking at the crowd, most of them silent as they look on watching Pablo being destroyed. Matt sighs then picks up Pablo, dropping him straight back down with a Russian Leg Sweep. Pablo is looking out of it, Matt noticing this, signalling to the crowd that it is the end, the crowd give mixed reactions to this, one fan in particular shouts out Pablo's name to try and pick his momentum up, but Matt is in complete control as he lifts him up, sets him up, HIGH STYLE...
DANIELS: "WAIT...Pablo is back"
- But Pablo playing possum, dodging the cutter, now behind Matt, hitting him with a quick bulldog to try and gain a moment to catch his breath back again, the fans go wild as Pablo is back in it. He lits Matt up, chops to the chest
CROWD: "WOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo"
DANIELS+MASTERS+FARLEY: "SHUT IT"
- Matt now holding his soar chest, Pablo duns him into the corner then shoulder thrusts him, climbs up in a quick motion and starts laying into matt with shots to the head, the fans getting into it...
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
EIGHT
NINE
TEN
- Matt wandering around about to fall over, Pablo climbs the turnbuckle, helps matt down as he hits him wit a flying cross body, Matt getting squashed into the ground. Pablo poses to the crowd as they make a huge roar for Pablo, Matt now begining to rise, Pablo scouting him, grabs him, then drops him down with a Twist of Fate. Pablo goes for the cover...
DANIELS: "PABLO HAS IT...HE HAS IT"
ONE
TWO
THREE
NO...KICKOUT
FARLEY: "AGAIN? What is it going to take?"
- Pablo holding his head in his hands as the referee tells him it was only a two count, Pablo believing he had the win and the Title. He gets up, looking around, a gleam in his eyes as he seems to have thought of something. He picks matt up and slams him back down in the middle of the ring with a body slam. Now, with great enthusiasm, he start to climb the turnbuckle, facing the crowd as he riases his arm, the fans cheering, some booing though as they want Matt to get up.
DANIELS: "TIME TO FLY"
- Pablo, his sights set on Matt, focussing on him in the middle of the ring, no movement, then in one huge move, Pablo flies off, soaring into the air, crashing down hard, hitting Matt perfectly with a Split Legged Moonsault. Both men, feeling the pain after that move, Pablo rolling around the ring coughing holding his ribs, but somehow get to a pinning position as he covers Matt...
ONE
TWO
THREE
NO...KICKOUT
CROWD: "CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW"
FARLEY: "I cannot take anymore, I need a double scotch I think"
- Matt at a last split second getting his shoulder up, Farley beginning to sweat with the close calls in this match, Pablo now just lying on his back, looking up above him, thinking about what he needs to do to finish Matt off, but Matt, just will not stay down. This time Pablo slams his fists on the ground as he gets up, holding his back and ribcage after a few of the moves he has done. But once more, Pablo sets his sights on the top rope as Matt begins to stir, Matt now on his feet, Pablo timing the move brilliantly dives off the top rope, onto the top of the turnbuckle keeping his balance nicely, Pablo diving off looking to hit Matt with a modified version of the PABLO SPLASH...
DANIELS: "LOOK OUT..."
- Unfortunately Matt uses his reactions to duck the move, but Pablo ends up going smashing into the referee who was accidentally standing behind matt at the time, getting in the way and getting completely knocked out due to the move, Pablo and Matt on the floor trying to recover.
FARLEY: "Watch this"
DANIELS: "Where are you going?"
MASTERS: "Watch him he said...SO DO IT"
- Suddenly Farley slams his headset down on the commentary table as he gets up and grabs a steel chair heading into the ring. Matt and Pablo just anout getting to there feet now but the referee still out cold. Farley now, just about got into the ring stands there in between Matt and Pablo, both men staring at him, but Farley is the one with the chair. Then, as the crowd cheers both Matt and Pablo on, they both wink at each other as Matt goes towards Farley, Farley then swinging the chair towards Matt, Matt dowdges as Pablo comes up from behind Farley and dropkicks him in the back knocking the chair out of his grasp, Matt now being able to pick up the chair.
DANIELS: "YES...YES...YES...Backfired on Farley there"
MASTERS: "Matt should not do anything stupid here"
- Farley now rising, beginning to realise that matt has the chair ad he is stuck in the ring with two members of AMP XTC who hate him. He now begs Matt not to hit him as Matt smiles ad closes in on him. Pablo asking the crowd what Matt should do, the crowd cheering on wanting Farley to take a shot in the face with a chair. Still trying to beg matt not to hit him, almost crying with fright, Pablo licking his lips in delight, Matt now close to both men...Suddenly...
..................SMASH...................
- MATT HAS JUST HIT EL PABLO IN THE HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CROWD: "HUH?"
- Pablo goes down fast, blood appearing from his forehead after the huge crash that sounded throughout the arena. The fans sit there shocked. Matt and Farley however do not looked shocked, not at all, they both smile at each other as Matt drops the chair and shakes Farley's hand, Farley waking up the referee as Pablo lies in a pool of blood after the chair shot...
DANIELS: "I am speechless"
- The referee awakens, Matt ready to pin Pablo, the fans making a riot, huge boos passing through the arena, Farley looking on, rubbing his hand in delight. MATT COVERS...
DANIELS: "NOT LIKE THIS"
ONE
TWO
THREE
PINFALL
***DING DING***
TOWERS: "The winner of this match by way of pinfall and STILL the cZw World Champion, MATT STYLEZ"
- Matt and Farley celebrate in the ring as the referee hands Matt his cZw World Title Belt. Farley now raising up Matt's hand, Matt looking down at the broken Pablo in the middle of the ring, a cold sick grin across his face as the fans boo, making huge amounts of noise. Matt just smiles at this though, Farley shouting out to them, "WE GOT YOU"
MASTERS: "I thought I was clever but they certainly got me too"
DANIELS: "This is wrong...Just wrong"
- After a while of celebrating, Pablo begins to stir in the ring, Farley now on the outside ready to leave, but Matt stays in the ring. He then whispers somthing to Farley as he gets out of the ring and rummages underneath, searching for something. Farley's eyes light up when Matt pulls out a long, brad new, sledgehammer from under the ring. Matt staring, an icy stare, straight towards the hammer, and then at Pablo who looks into the eyes of Matt, blood and tears scrolling down his cheeks. Matt climbs back into the ring as Pablo tries to crawl away, but he is too weak. Farley shouts something as Matt, in one slow action, taking his time to enjoy the moment, raises the hammer up high into the air, the fans look on in horror, some of the young El Pablo and AMP XTC fans looks on, crying as there hero is about to be torn apart, matt sees them and just laughs at the faces of the tortured children. Then, he slams the hammer down hard, CRASHING down into the ribs of Pablo, blood being spat out, he rolls around in serious pain, Matt swings again, this time into his kneecaps, again and again, breaking whatever he hits. Farley clapping Matt on. Farley grabs a fan from the guardrail, rips off the fans AMP XTC shirt, then throws it into the ring.
DANIELS: "The kid is crying for goodness sake...THIS IS SICK"
MASTERS: "It may have gone too far now actually"
DANIELS: "I thought I knew him, but he has snapped, DON'T DO IT MATT...FOR THE LOVE OF GOD...NO"
- Matt grabs it as he places it over the head of Pablo, now on his knees, Then, Matt, in one sick act, swings the hammer at his face.. .
DANIELS: "WE NEED HELP HERE DAMMIT...QUICK"
- Security guards flood the ring grabbing Matt off of him, taking him out of the arena as many of the fans sit in silence, many cry in horror, many boo the acts of Matt Stylez, who looks on, the same cold expression on his face as he gets taken out of the arena followed by the cZw Commissioner Mr Farley. Pablo gets taken out on a stretcher with the AMP XTC shirt draped over him...
DANIELS: "Well folks I do not know what to say, I am shocked, truly drastic developments here just now, just sick..."
MASTERS: "Yeah, even I am stuned, Matt went insane, with the sledgehammer and the AMP XTC shirt and Farley, what the hell is going on?"
DANIELS: "I do not know, but I think we just witness a start of something big..."
MASTERS: "We'll see you next thursday, good night everyone!"
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