{As our cameras come on the air we find ourselves int eh parking lot area where Shadowflare is seen approaching Uncle Mercy, one of the less talented members of the EWA. Shadowflare is wearing his shirt that says "Undefeated" on one side and "Champ" on the other. Bruce is walking along side of Shadowflare and is carrying the U.S. Title.}
Shadowflare: I was wondering, do you want to join the EoD, Eye of Destruction…wait…
{Shadwoflare looks over the confused Uncle Mercy long and hard}
Shadowflare: Never mind.
{Shadowflare garbs the Title belt from Bruce and slams it into Uncle Mercy’s head and walks off as the camera cuts to the arena floor of the Kemper Arena. The crowd is jammed pack with thousands upon thousands of screaming fans. Signs litter the crowd and as the camera circles the crowd we are able to pick up a few of their sayings… "THE ANSWER HAS ARRIVED!", "I LOVE SWEET TARTS!!!", "DAWSON = HARDCORE RATINGS!", and "DARKNESS COMSUMES ALL: MALUM DIABOLUS… WORLD CHAMPION!".
When then cut to the announcers table where we find Dave Jackson and Kevin Fisher…}
Dave: We’re live from the Kemper Arena, right here in Kansas City Missouri, and boy oh boy do we have a show in store for you, all leading up to the our Main Event with the New Tag team of Chris Michaels and Valykerie, going head to head with each other over the Television title!
Kevin: See what kind of President we have in Izzy G! He has pitted two friends… to TAG partners against each other to try and split them apart. That’s just dispicable!
Dave: That’s not fair Kevin, the match was booked long before these two men decided to tag together… and if you want to say anything about dispicable, look at the recent actions of our Untied States Champ Shadowflare. He attacked Uncle Mercy for no reason!
Kevin: He had plenty of reason.
Dave: Like what?
Kevin: Cause he could.
Dave: Oh please, Let's just get that man some help please. Uncle Mercy, needs some help out there fellas.
Kevin: Looks like he needs a little MERCY right about now, but it don't look like Shadowflare was going to give him any.
Dave: The referee for our first match up tonight is Shawn Padgett.
}As the referee stands in the ring, a loud clashing sound is heard and we hear "When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000. The crowd begins to Boo as we see Twisted Vamp being accompanied on the ramp by ANJEL}
Curtis Green: Well looks like we are ready to start up this match. Coming to the ring at this time, standing at 6'0 and weighing in at 175lbs, from Transylvania, Romania. He is the most Twisted character in the EWA, being accompanied to the ring by the lovely, yet deadly, ANJEL, he is Twisted Vamp.
{Crowd boos louder as the two make their way toward ringside.}
Dave: Well, looks like we have yet another union here with ANJEL and a new member of "The Kindred" .
Kevin: Yeah, wouldn't you just love getting bit by that red headed vixen Dave? She sure could drink what she wanted from my neck.
Dave: Oh come on, Now that is just plain sick, blood drinking definitely isn't my thing.
Kevin: Oh, Dave, life itself isn't your thing; you are a complete bore.
{Just as the music dies down, we hear "Cotton eyed Joe" by the Rednex and Uncle Mercy slowly staggers to the ring}
Curtis Green: Making his way to the ring at this time, standing not so tall right now at 6'1, weighing in at 218lbs, Uncle Mercy.
{Mercy staggers into the ring as Twisted Vamp immediately takes matters to hand. Vamp goes for Mercy, with a Irish whip into the ropes, Mercy still not fully aware of his being, tries to shake off matters and holds the ropes as Vamp swings him into it.}
Dave: Mercy is nowhere near 100% and Vamp isn't letting up any easier.
Kevin: Mercy won't be the same after that chair shot from Shadowflare. He should have left well enough alone and stayed clear of this match up. What is he thinking?
{Mercy grips the ropes and tries to balance him self, but the pain to the back of the head, still throws him off balance. Vamp goes for the midsection of Mercy repeatedly kicks and stomps him in the gut. Ref. makes the call for Vamp to back away. Mercy tries to get up on his feet, and slowly catches some wind. Vamp tries yet again to take down Mercy. There on the apron, we see ANJEL tapping on the mat, trying to keep Vamp focused, and distracting what mind Mercy has left.
Vamp pulls Mercy to his feet but is met with punch after punch to the midsection. Mercy gets to his feet but Vamp blocks a punch and hits him back. Vamp blocks another punch and connects with one of his own. Vamp then Hits a boot to Mercy's groin and Doubles him over. Vamp then Nails Mercy with a DDT.}
Dave: I don't see how Mercy is able to keep this up…He has been totally dismembered and he still takes a beating.
Kevin: Mercy has shown his strength I will give him credit for that, but none the less he won't last long.
{Anjel shouts out to Vamp, she points her finger toward Mercy, Vamp nods his head, he grabs Mercy by the throat, the strength behind him allows him to hoist Mercy in the air and delivers " The Desentigrator".}
Kevin: Ah, Yeah..The Desentigrator…Wow what an awesome display of power.
Dave: Mercy never stood a chance…
{Twisted Vamp slams Mercy hard on the mat, the massive Choke slam shimmers the ring. Anjel stands upon the apron cheering, Referee Shawn Padgett goes for the count, as Vamp places his left foot upon the beaten down body of Uncle Mercy….1…2…3…Ref. calls for the bell.}
{ We cut to the backstage, Shadowflare is seen wandering around the locker rooms looking for someone. He finally approaches a very new wrestler, Doll Face. She looks at him puzzled as he approaches her.}
Shadowflare: Hey, Doll face. I was wondering if you wanted to join the EoD Eye of Devastation.
Doll Face: Well…
Shadowflare: Wait, you’re a chick? Never mind.
{With that Shadowflare grabs Doll Face and slams her hard up against the wall leaving her laying on the ground. Shadowflare and Bruce just start to laugh and mention something about pathetic and women.}
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Dave: Well folks. We are back from commercial…
Kevin: And Boy did you guys missed out on some excitement getting stuck watching boring ass commercial anyway.
Dave: Well Kevin… If we didn’t have commercials, we wouldn’t get paid seeing they are our sponsors. Now as for the fans missing out some excitement, I beg to differ with you…
Kevin: Don’t you always do, anyway? Actually, I got a joy out of watching the Undefeated United States Champion, Shadowflare, nailing the crap out that twisted freak of woman, Doll Face.
Dave: You would… But… Personally, I thought that was no way for a champion to act. Not only did he attack a new upcoming rookie before their match. He hit a woman. He has no right hitting women.
Kevin: Hey… It’s not my fault women think they can wrestle. If they didn’t want to get attack, they should have never signed up as wrestler. (Kevin laughs.)
Dave: Well I can see there is no reasoning with you tonight. So, I guess we should go on with the show.
{"Wake Up" by A3 blares over the PA system. As, the fans begin to boo. Out steps, Rocco Mandullii dressed in his typical mobster outfit. He make his way to down to ring, while giving the fans ‘The Famous F*ck off symbol Italian style.’}
Curtis Green: Coming to ring at this time weighing at 220 lbs., and standing 6’ 2" tall. He is the man from Sicily. He is Rocco Manduuuullii
Kevin: Well looks like the man with mafia ties is ready for action, I just wish he brought his vixen manager with him.
Dave: Kevin… Those are just rumors and allegations. There are no hardcore facts. He is in bed with the mob.
Kevin: Hey my daddy always told me if It walks like a duck, talks like a duck, and acts like duck. It is a duck.
Dave: Jeesh can we focus on the match.
Kevin: Sure
Curtis Green: And his opponent weighs in 167 lbs., and stands a mere 5’ 9" tall. She hails from The Bayous of New Orleans. She is EWA’s own Cajun freak… DOLLLFAAACEE!!!
{"Afraid of Americans" By David Bowie blares over the PA system. It continues to play but no Dollface…}
Dave: Well looks like maybe Dollface isn’t going to be able to wrestle tonight.
[The ref rings for the bell and starts his mandatory 10 count. As, Rocco shows acts of disgust seeing that Dollface isn’t wrestling tonight. 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… ]
Kevin: Well looks Dollface is wimping out tonight.
Dave: She is probably no condition to wrestle tonight. Due to the fact, she got jumped by Shadowflare just moment before her match.
Kevin: Excuses… Excuses…
[Suddenly, there is commotion in the stands. The referee stops to the count to see what is going.]
Dave: IT’S DOLLFACE!!! SHE IS HERE!!!
Kevin: Oh boy… We get a match after all.
[Dollface stumbles over the guardrail to showing the effects of her attack earlier. As, Rocco goes over to the ropes to cut off Dollface from entering the ring. Dollface delivers a couple quick shoulder thrusts to Rocco through the ropes. Then Doll follows up with sunset flip on Rocco trying to bring him down, but Rocco holds on the ropes to stop the move. Referee, Ricky Brown sees Rocco holding on the ropes, and decides to kick Rocco’s grip free. Dollface has Rocco in the pin. Ricky goes for the count. One… Two… Kickout.]
Dave: Dollface surely caught Rocco off guard and almost picked up a quick victory.
Kevin: No Way… The referee is cheating bastard, and look Rocco is giving him a piece of his mind. Hit the man! Rocco…
[Rocco gets in the face of Referee, Ricky Brown. As, Dollface goes outside up to the top turnbuckle. As, Rocco turns around to confront Dollface. Dollface dives off the ropes attempting a diving hurracrana but Rocco quickly counter with a massive powerbomb. Then, Rocco picks up Dollface and Irish whips her into the ropes catching her on the return with a Falcon Arrow.]
Dave: Well looks like this match is over, Dollface not only got hit by a massive powerbomb, but Rocco just nailed his "L'azionamento vicino" signature move for good measures.
Kevin: No… It isn’t over yet. Look!!!
[Rocco ascends the ropes and nails a picture perfect five star frog splash on the prone, Dollface, and goes for the cover. As, Ricky brown slides on the mat to make the count. One… Two… Three…]
Kevin: It ain’t over until Rocco hits the Bella Della Morte… Then, it is over.
Curtis Green: Your winner of the match is Rocco Mandullii
Dave: Well, I personally think that was uncalled for, and I would like to see these two go at again. Hopefully, next time Dollface would be 100 percent walking into the match.
Kevin: You would…
Dave: Yes, I would, and folks… we have a great match up just ahead of us as Godmeat, Supernaught and Greg Ashlin square off in a three way match.
Kevin: I’m really looking forward to seeing Ashlin in action… this man is a pure power house and I can’t wait to see him take these guys apart!
Dave: Well Kevin, I’d be careful about that… there are two other very capable wrestlers in the ring, and Ashlin may find himself with his hands full. Anyway folks both Godmeat and Supernaught are standing in the ring and here comes Ashliin!
{As we cut to the ring we see Godmeat and Supernaught staring each other down from the opposite sides of the ring when suddenly "Goin' Down" by Godsmack starts up over the PA system. Many fans, recognizing Greg Ashlin's theme song, begin to boo. Supernaught and Godmeat look towards the entrance ramp, but no one shows up. The fans begin to boo even harder due to having to wait. Suddenly, the Megatron starts to come up. We see Greg Ashlin sitting in the study of his home in Omaha, Nebraska.}
Ashlin: Ladies and gentlemen, it is with a sad heart that tonight I announce my retirement from the squared circle. And it took me waiting a month while the EWA neglected me to realize that I should follow my first true love, writing. However, do not feel that I will be leaving you empty-handed. For I know you people were looking to find 3 men in that ring tonight, so I have found someone to take over my EWA contract, as well as my place tonight. So boys, get ready, because you're in for one hell of a ride.
{With that, "Better Than You" by Metallica starts up over the PA system. Many fans begin to cheer, many boo, recognizing the theme music. Supernaught and Godmeat begin to look around. Suddenly, Johnny Critical, former UWF/W4 World Heavyweight Champion, jumps out from the crowd with a metal chair with something attached to it and a box in his hands. Critical slides in the ring behind the too men and sets the box down. Supernaught turns around and Critical bashes the chair over Supernaught's face, device first, and suddenly there is a giant explosion. Supernaught crumples to the ground holding his face in pain as Godmeat turns around. Critical kicks him hard in the stomach and knocks him down with a DDT onto the chair. Critical then lifts Godmeat back up and lays Godmeat out with the Russian Choke Slam, Critical's finisher, onto the box he brought to the ring. Another explosion goes off, and Godmeat's body goes straight up into the air around 4 feet, and then falls back onto the mat with a hard thud. Critical grins, flips off the crowd, and then slides out of the ring.}
Dave: Good God! What carnage! How could anyone be so deranged!?
Kevin: Are you crazy!? This is even better than Ashlin taking them apart… Critical is destroying them! I LOVE IT!
Dave: And what the President… Critical’s and Izzy G’s hatred for each other is well noted!
Kevin: Which could be another reason why I like him so much.
Dave: Kevin, you’re a sick man… Anyway, as the EMT’s help Godmeat and Supernaught from the ring we are just about ready for our next match up.
{We cut to the back stage area where the camera is taping Trish "THE TERROR" Brooks and her sister Fatal Femme talking. Trish and Femme don't seem to mind though. You can hear what they're saying. }
Femme: He does deserve it!
Trish: We’ll show him!
{They both turn around and each of them grabs a chair. Trish grabs the pink one which says "Anthing you can do" In small black lettering. Femme grabs the purple one and her's says "We can do better" in white lettering. They continue down the hall quietly and then stop. The camera shows a tall dark haried man. It's Shadowflare! Trish who is in front runs at him full force and femme follows. Trish Hits Shaddowflare in the knees, drops the chair and proceeds to run. Femme sends a shocking blow to shadowflares head, drops her chair and runs off too. We then return to the ring side area…}
Kevin: I can’t believe it! That whore Trish and her sister just attacked Shadowflare! Where is security!? Some one arrest those women!
Dave: Oh shut up Kevin. He deserved it!
Kevin: What!? Shadowflare is our United States champion! Who can you say that… the deserves honor… he deserves respect… he…
{Suddenly Kevin is cut off as "Fanfare For the Common Man" by Aaron Copeland thunders across the arena, and suddenly we see The Beagle Street Badman, the last W4 World Heavyweight Champion, "Big" Andy Studd standing atop the entranceway decked out in a beige Armani suit, with the W4 World Title slung over his shoulder.
The crowd is shocked, the announcers mark out on Studd's size and apparent disrespect for the W4, jumping ship and showing up on EWA TV with the belt.
Studd makes his way down to the ring and upon passing the EMT’s with Supernaught and Godmeat on the stretchers he shakes his head, climbs into the ring and pulls forth a mic...}
Andy Studd: They must've just graduated from the Wayne Harrison School of Wrestling.
(crowd boos)
Andy Studd: Ladies and Gentleman, after all the rumors and all the speculation here I am, and like it or not, I'm here to stay.
(crowd boos, announcers wanna know just who the hell Studd thinks he is.)
Now, onto business. I'm here tonight as the last of the great World Champions of the W4, and in honor of this prestigious symbol of greatness in the sport of wrestling, I would like to officially retire it. Thats right, tonight I am presenting this belt as a token of my esteem to President Izzy G. And after all is said and done, so begins the lesson for all the sorry little bastards in the back. Studd is in town, and from now on, all bets are off.
{"Fanfare for the Common Man" starts up again as Studd truimphantly walks back up the ramp and behind the curtain, raising the title belt once more.}
Dave: I can’t believe it… Andy Studd is here in the EWA and he is offering the W4’s title to Izzy G! What will Izzy do?
Kevin: I can’t believe it! Andy Studd is actually going to ‘give’ a World title to Izzy G! Why!? It’s a World Title for God’s sake!
Dave: I don’t know the meaning of this folks, but you can bet we will get to the bottom of it all… but for now it’s time for your next match!
{"Frustration" by Everclear blares over the speakers as Brettany Haze makes her way to the ring. Fans lean over the railings trying to at least touch her, but she ignores them. She climbs into the ring with out much fanfare, and waits for her opponent.}
Dave Jackson: This match should be exciting. We've got two of the premier women in the EWA, and Haze at least looks ready to tear something up.
{The words "Sweet Dreams Are Made These" echo across the arena. Fatal Femme comes walking out with a dark purple, crushed velvet, overcoat underneath it she has on a light purple spandex top accompanied with short bottoms. She looks around at the crowd and smiles. Then proceeds to the ring, tacking off her coat. Slowly, she climbs into the ring, not turning her back to Haze for a second.}
Dave: The two are in the ring eyeing each other. It's pretty clear that this isn't going to become a simple slapfest.
Kevin Fisher: I just hope it goes the distance the sight of two beautiful women rolling around in the ring together....
Dave: What a wonderful snapmare!
{Haze and Femme tie up. After a quick struggle, Femme kicks her opponent back, grabs her, and lays her out with a snapmare. Femme reaches down, and Haze dishes out a few quick kicks to the knees, making Femme step back a little, and giving time for haze to stand again.}
Dave: Both of these two look pretty wary of the other. There isn't going to be a quick pin here.
{Femme moves in again, delivering a few elbows, and then a sweep. Haze hits the ground again, but immediately rolls to the side, avoiding Femme's grasp. Haze stands and runs at Femme, spearing her to the ground.}
Dave: That was a helluva spear.
Kevin: For a girl.
Dave: Looks like Haze is making it to her feet, and a quick leg drop keeps Femme down. She's going for the pin!
{The ref drops to his knees and counts. 1..2. Kickout.}
Dave: Barely a two count, this match is far from over.
Kevin: Good thing too, I want my money's worth.
{Femme pushes Haze away and rolls to her feet. She runs at Haze, and clotheslines her to the mat. Femme grabs her opponent's arm, and puts her into an arm bar.}
Dave: Way too close to the ropes! That shows her inexperience
{Within a few seconds Haze gets a hold of the ropes with her other hand, and Femme releases the hold. They move back to the center of the ring, and exchange a few punches.}
Kevin: Both of these... wonderful pinnacles of womanhood seem to be evenly matched.
{The match gets a bit more intense. Both people are exchanging blows like mad. Finally, Femme seems to get the upper hand. She grabs Haze's wrist, and whips her into the ropes. As Haze sets up for a kick, Femme jumps into a somersault attack, knocking both wrestlers to the mat. Haze is lying on top of Femme, so the referee Jose Sanchez drops to the mat. 1...2...Kickout.}
Dave: That was close, but that had to take a lot out of Haze too.
{Haze slowly gets to her feet, and moves toward the turnbuckle.}
Dave: Looks like she's going high risk again.
{"I'm Just a Girl" by No Doubt plays over the speakers as Trish "The Terror" Brooks makes her way out from backstage. She comes down wearing a pink garb and a pink over coat. She is carrying a purple chair with words on it.}
Kevin: The beautiful women just keep collecting by the minute. Maybe Sassy will be down here soon.
Dave: Looks like Haze is paying attention to the wrong person. Femme is getting up.
{Femme does a short run, and dropkicks Haze face first into the turnbuckle. Sensing that she might have the advantage, Femme pulls Haze to her feet and whips her face first to the other turnbuckle near the announcer's table.}
Kevin: What a great view! Throw her out of the ring.
{As Trish "The Terror" makes her way to the announcer's side of the ring. Femme runs, and dropkicks Haze again. Haze collapses on the floor as Fatal Femme climbs the turn buckle.}
Dave: It doesn't look like Haze is getting up any time soon, this could pay off big.
Kevin: Oh look, the hottest one is coming this direction.
{Trish "The Terror" leans over the announcers table, and yells into Kevin Fisher's face.}
Kevin: What's the matter baby?
{Trish hauls back and slaps Kevin, yelling something about him being a womanizer...}
Dave: Looks like Femme is ready to make her move.
{The camera looks up just in time to catch a view of Fatal Femme Jumping off the second rope, and landing with a fist in Haze's stomach.}
Dave: And that was a monster of a Fist drop. Looks like she's going for the pin... but Haze is too close.
{Haze barely gets a foot on the ropes in time to break up the count, but Femme is on a roll. She stands and pulls Haze to her feet. Femme shoves Haze into the turnbuckle, and lifts her up to the top rope. Femme climbs up after her, and starts setting up to the Deadly Nightshade.}
Dave: This has got to be one of the most dangerous moves in wrestling today. Two people standing precariously on the top rope. If anyone shifts in the wrong direction, they both could land out of the ring, through a table, or on the ropes.
Dave looks over to Kevin, who is holding his cheek as Trish "The Terror" walks away.
Dave: You'd better watch this.
{Inside the ring Haze is starting to struggle. A few punches to the kidneys have sent the pair of them off balance as they fight. Haze pushes Femme hard, trying to push her off the turnbuckle, but Femme hangs on.}
Dave: An elbow from Femme, and another, looks like Haze might be in the right position....
Kevin: Deadly Nightshade! Unfortunately for all you fans out there, this match is over!
{Femme, having learned from her mistakes, drags Haze a little ways from the ropes, and goes for the pin. The ref drops to the mat. 1...2...3}
Dave: And that ends a wonderful match. It was close down to the end, but the newcomer Fatal Femme pulled it off.
Kevin: What did she mean by womanizer anyway?
Dave: Just let it go Kevin… just let it go.
Kevin: No I won’t… that bitch has a lot of nerve getting in my face… but at least something about tonight is gonna be good… I mean besides Flare kick everyone’s ass back stage.
Dave: And what’s that Kevin?
Kevin: Our next match! I love the Malice Family!
Curtis Green: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is a tag team contest scheduled for one fall, introducing first, hailing from Samoa and Montana…New Victory Coalition, NVC!
(From under the curtains Katne and The Samoan Warrior come out. Katne is walking slightly in front of The Samoan Warrior. "Don’t Drag me Down" by Social Distortion is playing and the tag team members slowly make there way to the ring. They both seem a little shy from the attention that they are receiving.)
Curtis Green: And there opponents, The Malice Family!
(The lights dim a blue spotlight spins around the arena. The speakers crack and pop. Static is heard then the hard riff that everyone one knows blasts out. "Back in Black" by AC/DC rumbles trough the arena. From behind the curtain comes the Malice Boyz on a couple of Harley Davidson. AC sitting there with a smoke and TJ has a look of disgust on his face he looks down at the ring and spits on the ground.
The two start to ride down the aisle but stop half way down. As, Two guys are buying beer from a vendor. The cousins hop the gate and take the beer from the guys and just smile at each other. They take a big drink and spit the beer back in the faces of the vendor and the two men. )
AC – DAMN LITE BEER!!!
(The guys get pissed and lunge at them but security stops the guys as the Malice boys jump back over the rail and back onto their bikes. They make the way down to the ring and start to circle it. Then, they park their Harleys and hop inside the ring waiting for the match to start.)
Dave: Wow, these four good put on one hell of a show.
Kevin: We’ll see just how well these new kids do…
(Inside the ring The Samoan Warrior and A.C. Malice are the first to start. The Samoan Warrior levels A.C. Malice with a huge clothesline but A.C. just rolls up in one swift motion and starts to pound his fists into the face of The Samoan Warrior. The Samoan Warrior looks stunned but grabs A.C. and does an Irish Whip to him. A.C. reverses the Irish whip and comes back with a huge kick right to the midsection of The Samoan Warrior.)
Dave: The Malice family has the advantage, they know what they are doing.
(The Samoan Warrior responds to this by countering a DDT with a form of a backdrop. He then runs himself into the ropes and is about to do a shoulder block into A.C. but instead gets a drop kick top the mid section. The Samoan Warrior runs into the ropes and tries for the shoulder block again but gets another drop kick. Finally The Samoan Warrior just reaches down and grabs A.C.’s legs and pulls them out from underneath him. The Samoan Warrior then does a huge elbow drop on A.C. and then calls to tag in Katne.)
Kevin: Look, why is that tub of lard tagging out! He is the one in control!
Dave: Well, he must be tired…
(Inside the ring Katne hops over the top rope and is about to stop The Malice Family from making a tag but doesn’t get here in time. Unlike NVC however; The Malice family knows to use there time in the ring together wisely and the two Malices just start to wail on Katne with kicks until the ref shoos A.C. out of the ring and T.J. starts to dominate. TJ immediately Belly to Belly suplexs Katne half way across the ring. This is followed by picking Katne up to his feet and delivering a tiger suplex. Katne seems to try to get to the ropes but T.J. picks him up by the leg and drags him back to his side of the ring and tags in A.C. The two Malices then pick Katne up and do a double DDT on him followed by a constant series of kicks until once again the ref has to pull T.J out of the match. A.C. then goes for the pin.)
1…2…kickout!
Kevin: Wont NVC just lay down and finish the humiliation! Dave Jackson: This is looking grim for NVC…
(Katne struggles to get to The Samoan Warrior to tag him in. A.C sits there for a while and teases Katne with the possibility of tagging out but then picks him up and sets him up for a powerbomb. Katne is struggling to get free but he just can’t seem to do it and A.C. Jackknife’s Katne down to the ground.)
Kevin: NEXT MATCH!
Dave: If Katne can get in The Samoan Warrior…
Kevin: Don’t get your hopes up.
(Katne is once again trying to reach out to The Samoan Warrior. A.C. is letting him get pretty close but then grabs Katne again only this time Katne kicks back and pushes off A.C. to tag in The Samoan Warrior. T.J. immediately hits to the ring and starts after The Samoan Warrior. Meanwhile Katne gets up and delivers a couple of swift punches to the gut of A.C. who seems completely unaffected. A.C Then picks up Katne and delivers a punishing Final Walk. A.C. Makes the cover but the ref tells A.C. that Katne is no the legal man and then makes his way to push T.J. out of the ring.)
Dave: A spark of hope by NVC extinguished by The Malice Family.
(The Samoan Warrior smashes his fist into A.C.’s back but A.C. just runs forward a ways and then tags in his partner T.J. The two of them do a double drop kick to The Samoan Warrior followed by a spear to the back and a Malice Kick to the front to bring him down. When he gets to the ground T.J. applies a Stretch Muffler on The Samoan Warrior. The Warrior seems in pain but he is crawling towards the ropes a consistent pace.)
Kevin: Oh, he’ll give up.
Dave: I doubt it this kid has a strong will.
(The Samoan Warrior gets to the ropes and three seconds later T.J. lets go of the hold. The Samoan Warrior tries to get up but T.J. keeps him to the ground by kicking him hard in the back. T.J. then goes to tag in A.C. but Samoan Warrior garbs T.J.’s legs and trips him up.)
Kevin: Oh boy here comes someone I want to see!
(Sassy Summer is making her way to the ring wearing a sexy business type suit. It is black and has little silver pinstripes down a black mini skirt suit. The top, the jacket is quite revealing, it shows Summer’s bust line. She has her head up and is looking forward as she makes her way to ring side she decides to sit down and watch the match right next to Kevin Fisher)
Dave: The Malice Family is defiantly looking good.
(T.J. then starts to lose control of the match. The Samoan Warrior just lays into T.J. with a huge shoulder block and then picks T.J. up and short arm clotheslines him to the ground. This is all followed by a leg drop. T.J. looks hurt and The Samoan Warrior is about to do The Big Splash on T.J. As he does that Summer makes her way to the ring apron and starts to taunt The Samoan Warrior. She taunts her body at him and starts to tease him with her ASS-etts. T.J. starts to complain to the ref and he doesn’t see A.C. run in and make a huge low blow on The Samoan Warrior. T.J. tehn sneaks back up to The Samoan Warrior and nails the Unnecessary Roughness. T.J. then goes for the pin…)
1…
Kevin: Finally, whats next?
2…
Dave: Next we have…KICKOUT! How!
(Inside the ring the Samoan Warrior has kicked out and Katne has finally recovered. Katne rushes in at full blast and knocks A.C. off the apron. He then turns around and nails the Deprived Soul and an unsuspecting T.J. Inside the ring T.J. lays there and Katne jumps over the top rope with an Asai Moonsault on A.C. Inside the ring The Samoan Warrior gets up very slowly and then makes his way to the ring. He gets to the top rope…second rope…and then leaps off with a huge splash onto T.J. Malice.
1…
(A.C. starts to go to the ring)
2…
(As A.C. is about to pull the ref out of the ring, but Katne trips him up with a drop kick to the back)
3!
Dave: They did it! NVC upsetted the Malice Family!
Kevin: I can’t believe it… this isn’t possbile… it was a fast count… NVC cheated… they had to!
Dave: Fraid not Kevin, Katne and The Samoan Warrior won this one fair and square… what a showing by the rookie tag team of NVC!
Kevin: What a crock!
Dave: Well folks as you can see Kevin is quite put out my the recent victory of the NVC over the Malice Family… hold on… something is going down in the back!
{The camera buts to the back where we see Valykerie is backstage just getting ready to enter into the main event of that nights show. He looks pretty relaxed and is stretching to get ready for his match. He is wearing a full black suit without the hood, the suit also has silver stripe that starts at his left wrist, winds around his arm, body, and right leg before it ends at his right heel. Suddenly a hand grabs Valykerie on the shoulder and Valykerie turns around to see who it is. The camera zooms up to show Shadowflare sitting there. Shadowflare looks calm and quickly makes his purpose clear.}
Valykerie: What do you want, I’ve got a match.
Shadowflare: Hey man, you know I have been watching you and well, I think that you would make a great edition to my EoD, The Eye of Doom.
Valykerie: You haven’t been watching any of my interviews have you.
Shadowflare: Yeah, but I figured that you would want to have a real wrestler on your side, I mean who doesn’t want the best man on his team, and that’s why I figured you would want me.
Valykerie: What good is it having the best man on my team if he is just going to back stab me.
{Shadowflare stares at Valykerie blankly…}
Shadowflare: Is that a trick question?
Valykerie: Look, we have our differences and I am sure that we’ll settle them in the ring at another time.
{Valykerie makes his way to the door, keeping an eye on Shadowflare. Valykerie’s music hits and he goes out to the ring watching Shadowflare, he then gets down the entrance ramp and Shadowflare rushes out after him. Valykerie tries to push Shadowflare off put Shadowflare keeps kidney-punching Valykerie. This however only happens for a few seconds before Chris Michaels rushes down and scares Shadowflare to the back. Michaels is checking on Valykerie and begins to help him to the back the when suddenly we see Frankie Johnson informing Michaels that the match has to go on. Michaels is yelling at the ref, obviously up set about this. Valykerie pushes Michaels away and motions for him to go to the ring…
Michaels looks at him and slowly makes his way to the ring as Valykerie follows. The ref signals for the bell…}
Dave: I can’t believe that Valykerie is going to go ahead and wrestle this match… what a fighting champion!
Kevin: It goes to show you he really is stupid. I mean not only does he turn down a chance to wrestle with the EWA’s greatest athlete in Shadowflare, but he is going to wrestle this match after being handed his ass!
Dave: Kevin, you are such an ass…
{In the ring Michaels is asking Valykerie is he’s sure he wants to do this, but the T.V. champ motions his go ahead. They tie up and Michaels easily shoves Valykerie into the corner. Michaels gives the clean break, but Valykerie is seen clutching his lower back in pain. The ref checks in on Valykerie but the champ ignores him and moves towards the center of the ring… Suddenly "Sun" By Live plays over the PA and both of the wrestlers in the ring stop what they are doing and look towards the entrance ramp. From their Shadowflare and Bruce Garrett make there way halfway down the ramp way. Shadowflare is wearing another shirt like on the super card that reads "Undefeated" and "Champ" on the back. Bruce is wearing his light forest green sweatshirt and blue jeans. When Shadowflare stops he puts out his hands and Bruce hands him a mic that was in his coat pocket. He smiles for a while as the crowd boos him and then begins to speak.}
Shadowflare: Now, there are a few reasons that I have come out here tonight, the first one is to publicly introduce my new theme music, it may not be the greatest but I thought it was about damn time. Not only that but I figured that if the match had Valykerie AND Chris Michaels in it I had to make an appearance to help the fans enjoy their money. Now that that is out of the way, let me get to my next subject. I was sitting back there and thinking to myself. If you two don’t want to join me well then…
(In the ring Chris Michaels mouths ‘That’s damn right" and Valykerie nods)
Shadowflare: Anyway, if you guys don’t want to join me then I will have to make you fear me.
(With that Shadowflare drops the mic and sprints towards the ring, as well as Bruce. Shadowflare runs to the back of the ring and Bruce stands at the front and they both stand there waiting to strike. In the ring Chris Michaels and Valykerie are back to back waiting to see what happens. Shadowflare goes to the announcers table and finds a chair and picks it up to use. Valykerie makes a dash and slides out of the right side of the ring. He reaches over the guard rail and comes up with a fans chair. As he is getting up Bruce starts to hit him in the back but it doesn’t seem to effect Valykerie to much.)
Dave: Did you see that! Valykerie didn’t even feel those blows from Bruce!
Kevin: Yeah so what… wait till Flare gets his hands on him again!
(Chris Michaels is watching both Shadowflare and Bruce. Bruce is almost hit by a chair shot by Valykerie but Bruce steps back and down to dodge. Shadowflare makes his way over to where he can almost reach Valykerie from behind but Chris Michaels makes up his mind and leaps over the top rope right onto Shadowflare, both collapsing on the hard floor.)
Dave: HOLY…! Michaels just went valuting over the top rope with a cruiser weight like move and takes the United States champ down to the floor!
Kevin: This isn’t good… I think Flare’s head collided with the guard rail… he looks a little dazed.
{Bruce and Valykerie are still eyeing each other but no contact has been made. Valykerie rushes at Bruce with the chair but Bruce ducks, he starts to laugh but is immediately stopped when Valykerie swings downwards and nail Bruce right over the back. Bruce, who is already on his knees, starts crawling away in pain. Valykerie turns around to see Shadowflare and Chris Michaels exchanging blows. Shadowflare seems to have a slight edge since Michaels was in the middle of a match. Valykerie notices that the chair is broken and throws it away, he then goes back to the crowd and gets a really thick sign. Shadowflare sees Valykerie coming and slides into the ring.}
Dave: What the hell! Flare comes down here to start something with these two and when they go to tke him up on his offer he runs into the ring to get away…
Kevin: Are you trying to say he’s a coward!?!
Dave: Well if the shoe fits…
Kevin: HE’S NOT A COWARD… it’s just smart thinking!
{Suddenly Johnny Hawke and the Malice Brothers leap over the security railing and slide into the ring, the Malice Brothers attacking Chris Michaels and Valykerie as Johnny Hawke stands in the corner stomping his boot. Shadowflare turns around with a grin on his face when suddenly he is caught by Hawke and his ‘Sweet Kiss Goodnight’ version of a super kick. Flare falls to the mat out cold! Valykerie and Michaels are still battling with the Malice Brothers, and start to get the upper hand, when Johnny Critical jumps out of the crowd. Valykerie starts to back away, but instead Critical smiles and lifts the fallen T.J. from the ground, holding his arms behind him. Valykerie smiles too and rushes at T.J., but T.J. jumps up and kicks Valykerie in the face. Valykerie stumbles backwards, hits the ropes, and falls out of the ring. T.J. slips out of Critical's arms, turns around, and the two stare down. Suddenly, they move in...and hug! Critical and Hawke both slide out of the ring as the Malice Brothers continue to destroy Chris Michaels. Hawke lifts Valykerie up as Critical reaches under the ring, pulling out a ladder and another explosive box. Hawke delivers a brainbuster to Valykerie as Critical sets up the ladder. Hawke lifts Valykerie into a Fireman's Carry and starts to climb up the 15 foot ladder. Critical smiles, walks over to the Spanish Announcer's table, clears it off, and pulls it away.
He drags it over in front of the table and sets the explosive on top. Hawke looks down, and Critical smiles, pointing at the table. Hawke smiles, nods, and leaps off the top of the ladder, hitting The Texasbreaker 2000 from the top of the ladder through the table and onto the explosive. Valykerie lays in the rubble, unconscious and covered in blood. The camera then focuses on the Malice Brothers, who have Chris Michaels set on their shoulders for a giant Electric Chair Drop over the top rope. Johnny Critical is on the outside, and we watch as he loads up his boot and then places it back on his feet. The Malice Brothers toss Chris Michaels over the top rope in bellyflop form. But before he can hit the ground, Critical jumps up with a bicycle kick, connecting with the loaded foot to Michaels' chin. Michaels is flipped backwards,landing hard on the back of his head, knocking him out cold. Critical and the Wolfgang look on at the carnage they have caused, grinning, as Critical is tossed a mic.}
Critical: Well, I do think that I made my presence known in the EWA tonight, don't you think? Now, I know you all saw my little bit of carnage earlier in the show, and all 800 stables the EWA has went "We need him." Well boys, I hate to break it to you, but you're looking at the newest member of the Wolfgang. Why? One word: Money. That's what I'm about, and this looked like the best place to make it. Oh, and if you think what we've done here tonight is bad, you've just seen the icing on the cake. If you guys have prepared for war, you haven't prepared hard enough, because I'm come here bringing Armageddon.
{Critical smiles as he hands the microphone to Johnny Hawke as the
crowd begins to boo.}
Hawke - Well... After popular demands. It is true. The Bad boys of wrestling are back in town. Yes, I have put together the most ELITE group of wrestlers to ever grace the squared circle with the help of my 'Sassy' Manager. Wolfgang will do the one thing no stable ever has been that is hold all the gold.
But as for all you are wondering. Why we took out Shadowflare, Valykerie and Michaels. It is simple. Old Indian once told me to really get under someone's skin go through his enemies, first. And you see... Shadowflare and MD have something that The Johnny's of Wolfgang want... That is your gold!!!
And for our esteem President Izzy G... I got only one thing to say... When the ELITE isn't good enough.... Call Wolfgang!!!
{All the men start laughing to that comment...}
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one… Count down to the change in life that's soon to come. Your life has just begun. Are you Ready…..Are you Ready…For us to COME…
{As ‘Are you ready’ by Creed begins to play over the speakers the fans begin to go wild……..Summer is making her way down the ramp…She wears a black Wolfgang shirt, and a very high cut pair of black shirts on. Her specially designed Ray Bans and a smile is what the fans seem to not notice…, she walks to the ring, stepping up on the apron and into the ring……
As her music dies down, she takes the mic from Hawke.}
Summer: Woah…..Woah….Woah….Wait just a minute Hawke….None of these BOYS are WolfGang!!……
{ Hawke and the rest will look rather hasty at Summer }
ALL MY GUYS WEAR Matching clothes…….
{Again Hawke, A.C, T.J and Critical stand looking at each other wondering what is going on}
Summer: And Well, Since I didn’t bring any extra shirts with me……I guess One of you lucky Fellas gets the one off my back…So Who will be the one To Strip it all and give me what you got?
{All 3 guys begin to shed their shirts off, as the ladies in the crowd scream. The guys drop their shirts…….and Expect Sassy to do the same.}
Summer: Ok…Like I promised…I will give you all the shirt off my back…….
{Summer starts to slowly pull up one of the shirts…the crowd is going wild…She pulls it nearly half way and it is noticed that another shirt is on underneath.
The crowd slightly "Boos" as she taunts the crowd with yet another shirt. She throws the first shirt to T.J Malice as he places the WolfGang upon his body. Summer then looks over at the other two gentlemen in the ring with Hawke. She then smiles as she asks…}
Summer: Well fellas do you think these guys need a shirt?…[ The crowd goes wild] Well, then I guess I need to take this one off too.
{Summer then begins to slide off another shirt, as she pitches it to A.C. The crowd is getting anxious as She goes yet again to reach for the bottom of her shirt to raise it up. The crowd now notices that there is no more shirts underneath and the sight of Summer’s skin is seen as the shirt begins to get lifted up toward her breast. The shirt is just about up to her neck as the camera zooms in…The crowd is going wild as we see a naked back of Summer. She turns toward the camera and throws the last WolfGang shirt to Critical. As she throws the shirt, the camera zooms in……We see TWO black Wolves painted on both breasts of Summer. The Crowd is going Wild…
Suddenly everyone in the ring freezes as ‘ONE’ by Metallica begins to play over the arena speakers. The crowd goes estaic as the EWA President, Izzy G, steps out on to the stage. Izzy has a ‘Black & Mild’ cigar between his teeth and a mic in his hand. He pulls the cigar from his lips and then raises the mic… As the stands there for a brief moment Shadowflare slowly comes to his feet and collapsies into the ropes holding himself up…}
Izzy: Well well well… Look who it is… I mean we really seem to have quite the full house here this evening. First of all we have the only man ingornate enough to come out and challenge a Heavy Weight champion when he himself can’t even win the Cruiser Weight title… Mr. Johnny Hawke.
{The crowd roars with laughter as Hawke is obviously getting upset…}
And then of course what would it be to have Hawke with out his lovely ‘I can’t find my cherry’ manager ‘Slutty’ Summer Kensington…
{Hawke is extremely upset and lunges forward and climbs to the second rope yelling at Izzy to bring it to the ring. Suddenly a chant of ‘Cherry’ begins to be heard from over the arena as Summer looks around it dismay…}
But of course, what would a party be with out the Malice boys… the tag team that can’t even show up for their matches when they are booked… And Critical… I mean Johnny Critical. WOW! It’s just sooo great to see you here. What has it been… a year or so since we last talked. Where has the time gone?
Now I have to say that little strip show was quite intresting… I mean you boys are real impressive… I think I even heard one of the guys in the back ask that Kiki Mavia and Bob Gulas called to see if they could get a private showing.
{Once again the crowd eruptts in laughter…}
Now seriously… guys. This is not good buiness. I mean Hawke, coming out here with you little ‘clique’ and attacking Valk and Michaels, after Shadowflare did is not only a little low even for you… but how about some origanality. So tell ya what… let’s get original. First off, for those two little Malice Boys in the back… you go around saying that you want a tag match… that you want the tag titles… but you couldn’t even get a win in your match tonight against two rookies! So take a back seat and make way for the REAL talent.
And Hawke… you have a match on Body Count coming up with Summer… well I got two things for ya… First off, if any one of those so –called ‘Wolfgang’ jokes show up during that match you will be automaticly disqualifed and you will not be allowed to compete for the Cruiser Weight title for 30 days!
Dave: Did you hear that? If any of the ‘Wolfgang’ members interfer in Hawke and Sassy tag match he won’t be allowed to compete for the Cruiser Weight title for a month!
Kevin: I heard… and it just isn’t fair!
Izzy: Now Critical… I can’t say I have any big plans for you cause I mean your old news… but if you do get out of hand, I guess I would just have to go find Lonewolf to come back and kick your ass one more time!
Now if you ladies will excuse me I have a company to run… oh and Johnny… about your little comment about the ELITE… sorry old friend but we never messed around with you mid carders… we were too busy in the Main Events!
{Izzy turns his back to the ring and starts to head to the back stage when he comes up short and turns back around…}
Izzy: Oh and Shadowflare, you have been a busy boy here tonight. First it was Uncle Mercy… and the Doll Face… and now, you and that little flunky of yours come out here and interfer in tonights Main Event match for the Television title!
Well allow me to let you in on a little secret Flare. You might be the United States Champion… and you might be ‘Undefeated’ in the EWA… but you DON’T RUN THIS DAME PLACE…I DO!!!
{The crowd eruppts into cheers as Izzy presses on…}
Izzy: So Flare since you are so intent on making a statement here in the EWA… and you are so fond of attacking others with weapons… I am booking you in a match next Sunday, right here on Warfare! It will be you… the EWA United States Champion… going one on one against a close friend of him in a non title Hard Core match!
{The crowd once again breaks out in a loud cheer as Izzy pauses and looks around…}
Izzy: Now to be fair, I won’t keep your opponent a secret, cause lord knows I don’t want you going around saying I screwed you… so allow me to introduce to you… ‘The Hardcore Icon’… HUNTER!!!
Kevin: WHAT!?
Dave: I can’t believe this… Hunter is here… HUNTER IS HERE!
{Suddenly the X-tremetron starts up we see a table filled with diffrent types of wepons… Right in the middle is a black bat.. .As the camera pans back we see Hunter sitting back with a beer just giving a devlish grin...Then clips start to role of old matches Hunter has been in…It shows a empty bar as Hunter cracks a pool stick over the head of J.D. Malice. Then it cuts to a match where Lupin is carving his name into the back of Hunter…Then it shows Hunter and Scorpinok burning each other on a stove top in a kitchen of a arena. Then ends with with Hunter and Lupin crashing through the top of the W4 Jumbotron from the Skybox seats...The clips end and Hunter smashes his beer bottle against the wall and grabs his bat and walks out of the shot...
A deep chuckle can be heard as the cameras go black, with Shadowflare along with the Wolfgang members standing in the ring staring intently at Izzy…}