

DARK MATCHES
Daytona vs. Chad Crase
In what was expected to be a real showing of talent with the new comer facing off against the veteran Crase, the fans were let down. Not only did both wrestlers seemed to be out of step tonight, but they both made some simple mistakes .
Winner: Time Limit Draw!
"The Fabulous" Nate Giovanni (C) vs. Prime
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament/Crusier Weight Title Match
Nate came to the ring with a taped wrist, due to an injury he received out of the ring, but still gave it his all. Both men had some good spots and really brought the crowd into it. After some great counter wrestling Prime was able to wrap Nate in a simple but effective small package.
Winner: AND NEW CRUSIER WEIGHT CHAMPION…PRIME
"Total Devastation" Alexander Ruff vs. 'The Franchise' Johnny Hawke
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament
Ruff was simply out classed as ‘The Shaded One’ took control of this match early and didn’t let loose. It became apprent that Hawke didn’t need any help from Genocide, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t get it as Piper distracted Ruff on several occasion.
Winner: ‘The Franchise’ Johnny Hawke
[As Warfare goes on the air a black, stretch limousine pulls into the arena garage. As the car comes to a stop the camera zooms in on the license plate which reads, "GOLD1." The camera then zooms out as we see the driver walking to the back of the limo. The man wait’s a few seconds, then opens the door. Out of the car steps Ric Gold who is dress uncharacteristically in jeans and a black PWC T-shirt with red lettering. Ray Anderson follows Ric out of the limo. Ray as usual is dressed in his Tommy Hill Figer gear.]
Dave: Well, folks the EWA is on the air, and we open the show with the arrival of the PWC. They are not scheduled for any matches tonight, so I can only assume trouble is brewing tonight.
Kevin: You know it. When the PWC are around nobody is safe. Not even me, and I’m pretty sure they like me. I hear they want to kick you’re ass Dave.
Dave: Why? What did I do to them?
Kevin: I tell Ric and Ray what you say about them on the broadcasts.
Dave: (silent) Let’s just get on with the show.
(Suddenly the camera cuts to the back where we find ourselves in the back stage area with Raine handing a large pink box to arena staff. Raine looks at the lady…)
Raine: …and remember to make sure he gets this. It’s rather important.
(The scene then cuts to the arena where we see a sold out arena, and the crowd screaming and yelling as the camera pans over them. We then cut to the announcer booth were we find, as always, Dave Jackson and Kevin Fisher…)
Dave Jackson: Good evening and welcome to EXTREME WARFARE! And what a show we have for you tonight as not only does the First Round of the World Title Touney continue but tonight we have several wrestlers for our affiliated Big Sky Promotion are here to partake in that very Tournament!
Kevin Fisher: What was she doing…?
Dave Jackson: What was that Kev?
Kevin Fisher: I just can’t figure out what Raine was doing in the back… something’s not right.
Dave Jackson: I don’t know Kevin, but I do know this… it’s time to go to our first match of the evening!
Kevin Fisher: Yes, Dave and I do believe this is going to be a very interesting match at that. We have our very own "Super Star" Allen Reed, facing one of Big Sky’s top stars, The Judge.
Dave Jackson: This is True Kev. Reed was once a tag partner of the "Pied Piper", back in UWF in the stable RatPack. How Ironic that he comes here looking for fame, I thought he had given the wrestling biz up for good.
Kevin Fisher: Old habits are hard to break Dave…He wants another piece of the lime Light.
Dave Jackson: Very much so..Kev, Maybe he will find his light tonight at the end of this match. Oh wait…What’s going on backstage?
[The Extrmeme-o-tron lights up to show the cheesing "Pied Piper" Kirk Visconty cruising down the locker room section. Piper is carrying a large paper bag, and a bucket of icewater as he scans the locker doors. Finally he stops outside of the Judge's locker room and proceeds to empty the contents of the bag onto the floor. A bottle of 10w30 motor oil, some string, and some Snickers bars. The crowd starts laughing, knowing where this is going. Piper laughs as he stuffs the Snickers bars into his pockets, he looks at the camera with a "what?" look on his face. Piper dumps the motor oil on the floor in front of the locker room door and sets the bucket of icewater above the door, to drop when opened. Piper ties the string around the bottom of the doors hinges, so that the Judge will fall down upon exiting his room. Piper looks over his handy work, looks at the camera, and flexes. He then beats ass down the hall.]
Dave Jackson: What on Earth is Piper up to? Why is he trying to take out the Judge?
Kevin Fisher: Simple Dave, He’s part of GENOCIDE…They don’t care who you are…But It may have a personal effect…seeing that Allen Reed was once his former partner.
Dave Jackson: Maybe So, But this will start an all out war for GENOCIDE.
Kevin Fisher: AS IF THEY CARE…Sassy can handle the attention…
Dave Jackson: I hear that Sassy is going to be handling much more than just attention, when she declared war upon the Men’s CW division. She may not be walking around much longer.
Kevin Fisher: She can handle those guys, I have faith in our little Vixen.
"Superstar" Allen Reed vs. Judge (Representing The Big Sky)
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament
Curtis Green: This match is scheduled for One fall, weighing in at 254lbs, he is from Beverly Hills, CA he is…"The Superstar" Allen Reed…
[ "Ode to Joy" starts to play over the loud speakers, as the "Super Star" Allan Reed steps on the ramp. He is being accompanied to the ring by Ashpu and the Cruiser Weight Champion, Mr. Nate Giovanni. Reed wears a thigh length black tights with an opaque black/gray mesh panel in the front, a tight (spandex) blue sleeveless top which is covered with splashes of green, yellow, and red paint. On his extremities he wears a pair of black half finger gloves and black wrestling boots. He starts to make his way toward the ring as the Crowd begins to BOO. He steps up to the ring post, as he sends a "high five" finger gesture to the crowd]
Dave Jackson: Now, Why did he do that?
Kevin Fisher: [ laughing ] Because he can…
Curtis Green: And his opponent weighing in at 328lbs, representing BSWF, from Bossier City, Louisiana. He is the Judge.
["November Rain" by Guns N Roses begins to blast out over the speakers, as the camera crew switches backstage. There we see the Judge starting to open up his locker room door, Just as Judge steps with in the doorframe, the bucket of ice water falls on top of him. Judge is startled, as he begins to look up. In doing so he slips and falls on his Butt on the contents of the oil, spilt up on the floor….( you can hear the crowd laughing) ]
Dave Jackson: Oh My…Looks like Piper got his victim for the night.
Kevin Fisher: [ laughing ] I would say so Dave…Piper is such a practical Joker. That was some funny shit.
Dave Jackson: I just hope he can get up in time to make it to the ring.
[ You see Judge struggling to get to his feet, as he slips and slides around on the wet floor. He seems to have sprained his ankle as he slips back to the floor. The crowd is laughing, and a shot of Piper’s face is seen backstage as he is pointing a finger and cheesing to the crowd. Judge finally makes it to his feet and begins to walk toward the ring.]
Kevin Fisher: Now, if that isn’t what Zane Alexander would call a GREEZY PIG…I don’t know what would be…this is hilarious.
Dave Jackson: One thing I bet Piper didn’t look forward to..is that the Judge is up and coming to the ring.
Kevin Fisher: Yeah, but with a severe limp.
[ Judge starts to slowly makes his way toward the ring, with a bad limp on his right leg, The Judge steps up and enters the ring. The two begin looking at each other, as Reed starts to laugh at the blackened sight of the Judge and begins to shouting. After an argument, Reed goes right after Judge, delivering strong punches right to his face. He pushes Judge back until he’s almost against the ropes, but then Judge ducks a shot and returns with a series of punches in the stomach. Reed leans over, clutching his stomach, as the Judge delivers a series of his own punches to the back of Reed.]
Kevin Fisher: Looks like Reed is starting this off right
Dave Jackson: Yeah, but the Judge looks pretty good considering his mishap back stage.
Kevin Fisher: MisHap?…I laugh at the situation, Not only now can we call the cops PIGS…We have a
JUDGE that looks like a Swine…
Dave Jackson: Be careful there Kevin, You never know when the Sentence is going to be handed down to you.
Kevin Fisher: Now that is Bullshit.. How can Judge do a damn thing to me…unless he is really a Judge…[ gets a worried look on his face ]
[The two battle back and forth for a little longer, but Reed seems to be getting tired of it. He picks Judge up by the throat and tosses him into a turnbuckle. He goes for a big elbow smash but smashes nothing but the turnbuckle, as Judge slides out of the way. ]
Dave Jackson: What a move by Judge, even with a bad leg he manages to slip out from Reed’s path.
Kevin Fisher: That was just a lucky move…even you could have done that Dave.
[ In the ring Reed and Judge are looking at each other. Judge and Reed slowly walk to where they are close enough to grab each other and Reed scoops Judge up and nails a back breaker on him. Reed just picks Judge back up and slams him back down with a nice looking scoop slam. Once again Judge is on his feet, but groggy, as the two lock back up. Reed gets Judge ready for a suplex. Judge kicks Reed and then tries for a DDT but Reed counters it and tries to send Judge back up with a suplex but Judge doesn’t quite budge. Then Judge hits the sides of Reed’s arms with his which cause Reed to release the set up, Judge limps into the ropes and then comes back and nails Reed with a picture perfect DDT. ]
Dave Jackson: Where in the hell did Judge get that from?
Kevin Fisher: Who the hell cares…he still looks like a greezy Swine..no wonder Reed can’t hold on to him, he has motor oil all over him.
[Reed gets to his feet again and grabs Judge before he can roll away. The crowd has a mixture of cheers and boos as Reed puts Judge in a full nelson. Reed now goes to work on the injured leg of the Judge as Reed begins stomping and twisting back on Judge’s leg. Just then Ashpu is seen sliding a bottle of some sort inside the ring. Nate has the referee’s attention, as Reed strikes Judge over the head with the bottle, knocking him out cold. Ashpu quickly retrieves the broken bottle from the ring as The "Super Star" Allan Reed goes for the pin…The Referee turns as Ashpu leaps from the ring to the outside, and the referee goes for the 1….2…..3…]
Kevin Fisher: Wow…[ laughs] Did you see that little weasel pull that springboard out of the ring?
Dave Jackson: Yeah, but he shouldn’t have been in there, that’s just not right, Judge could have had the match, but that "Weasel" just cost him the match .
Curtis Green:
YOUR WINNER AND 2ND ROUND ADVANCER FOR THE EWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE TOURNAMENT…."SUPERSTAR" ALLAN REED.(The camera then cuts to the back stage area where we see the young lady that was talking to Raine walking down the hallway. She comes to a locker room door and knocks several times when suddenly door opens and we see Piper standing there… The lady hands him the box and says something that we can’t here then Piper slams the door shut. The camera cuts to the inside of the locker room where we see Piper tossing the box on the table and begins to open it. As the box unfolds a grin comes across the face of Piper as he sees a platter of cookies with large cheese grinning smiley faces on them. Piper takes one of the cookies and takes a bit and with a approving nod he grabs a couple more and moves over to the couch…)
Piper: What can I say… It’s good to be me.
(The camera then cuts back to the announcer booth where a look of worry is on the face of Kevin Fisher…)
Kevin Fisher: What has Raine done? I feel something bad is going to happen.
Dave Jackson: Relax Kev… besides it time for our next match.
The P.W.C. vs. The Jury
Tag Match
Dave Jackson: Well folks the next match pits two of the ACW and UWF top tag teams against each other in a reunion match of sorts. Both Ric Gold and Ray Anderson are in the ring as we are awaiting the arrival of the Jury…
[The Jury come down with only one member. The PWC look a little pissed off, as Judge explains what has happened to his partner. After Judge Is done talking, Gold motions for a microphone. The ring announcer hands Ric his mic.]
RG: This is scheduled to be a tag-team match. I don’t like these moron fans, but I will say they deserve to see a HEALTHY Jury take on the PWC. So, I tell you what ?? The PWC will take you on, when both of you are at 100%. Until then, we’re outta here!
[Gold and Anderson then leave the ring and head back to the locker room area.]
Dave Jackson: Well folks it appears that both team have decided to do this another night as the Executioner wasn’t able to make it tonight.
Kevin Fisher: I think the PWC should have pressed the issue and got an easy win. But that’s me.
(The camera cuts to the back stage area where we once again find ourselves inside the locker room of Kirk Visconty. Piper is seen sitting on the couch we suddenly he sits up with an odd look on his face and places his hand on his stomach. His odd look soon turns to a look of concern as he bolts from the couch and straight to his private rest room door…)
Kevin Fisher: SHE POISINED PIPER! RAINE POISIED PIPER!
Dave Jackson: Relax Kevin… I’m sure Piper is ok… at least I think he is…
The Calm vs. Jayson Carter(Representing The Big Sky)
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament
Curtis Green: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the first round of the World Title Tournament. Introducing first, weighing in at 218 pounds…The "Standard" Jasyon Cater!
(Lights dim. Then, a large BOOM! explodes as the St. Lunatic's "Midwest Swing" begins to play over the speakers. Out comes "The Standard" Jayson Carter, looking prepped for a big fight ahead. He wears a white and red St. Louis Cardinals baseball jersey, with matching khaki shorts and a pair of heavily starched jeans. This comes complete with a dew rag and red St. Louis Cardinals baseball cap. The song begins to play.)
#SO WHAT YOU THINK WE LIVE ON A FARM?#
#N*GGA BE FOR REAL#
#WE GOT BENZ', ROVERS' AND JAGS, HUMMERS AND DEVILLES#
#GOT A GREEN S-CLASS AND BROKE THE TERCEL#
#SH*T AIN'T BEEN THE SAME SINCE I SIGNED FOR HELL#
#THE SH*T GOT REAL WHEN I HIT FOUR MIL#
#FIVE AND COUNTING, DIRTY SIX AT WILL#
#GETTIN' SEVEN ON THE SLIDE, EIGHT WORLDWIDE#
#I BE ON MY THIRD BENTLEY BY THE TIME I'M AT NINE#
#I HEAR 'EM CRYIN', "YOU GONNA SELL OUT?" YOU DAMN RIGHT#
#I DONE SOLD OUT BEFORE AND RECOUNT THE SAME NIGHT#
#STRAIGHT HOP THE NEXT FLIGHT#
#TOO ICY FOR SUNLIGHT#
#JUMPIN' WITHOUT SPRITE#
#YEAH YOU HEARD ME, MAN#
#I'M FROM THE 'SHOW ME STATE', SHOW ME SEVEN, I'LL SHOW YOU EIGHT#
#KARATS IN ONE RING, HEAVILY STARCHED JEANS#
#REPRESENTIN' ST. LOUIS EVERYTIME I BREATHE#
#IN ANY CITY I TOUCH DOWN IN I BOB AND WEAVE#
(The chorus continues as Carter begins his descent to the ring. He gets the boos, many for being the cocky person he is, while others are just because he is from the rival BSWF. Carter pays them no mind, however, and continues to the ring. Once he gets onto the apron, he looks out to the crowd and smirk ever-so-confidently, irking the fans even more. He grabs the rope and does a standing back flip over them, awaiting his opponent.)
Dave Jackson: This guy looks really good, but I am more curious about The Calm.
Kevin Fisher: Not me, I could care or less.
Dave Jackson: You have got to be kidding me, you aren’t at all curious?
Kevin Fisher: Why would I, its probably just a rookie trying to impress us.
Dave Jackson: Believe what you want.
Curtis Green: And his opponent, whose weight is unknown….The Calm!
(Everyone waits for a moment and then "Fanfare for the Common Man" By Aaron Copeland plays. The crowd looks around for a while and then starts to boo as the all famous Andy Studd, he is just as huge as ever, about7’ feet all and looking very massive. makes his way from the back. He looks at Carter and starts to mouth something as he makes his way to the ring Studd rolls into the ring and circles around Carter.)
Dave Jackson: Andy Studd is back! I though Lupin hurt him for good!
Kevin Fisher: I guess not! Andy Studd is the man!
Dave Jackson: I wouldn’t go that far. Although Carter may struggle with the size of Andy
(Studd grabs Carter by the throat and then spins around and throws Carter on the ground. Studd then uses his weight to attack Carter with a bunch of stomps. Carter rolls forward and lands on his feet, turns around and drop kicks Studd back. Carter then gets back on his feet and flies at Studd taking him down with a forearm. Studd gets up fast and then locks up with Carter and gives him a back to back suplex. Carter rolls on the ground for a bit but gets up at about the same time as Studd. Studd then grabs Carter and lifts him up for a powerbomb, but Carter pulls Studd down with huricanranna. Carter turns around and waits for Studd, and then runs at him sending him back to the ground with a Yakuza kick.)
Kevin Fisher: Come on Studd! Don’t let this little guy get you like this!
Dave Jackson: This is a very impressive showing by Carter that’s for sure.
(Studd gets back up and Carter tries to land a type of DDT on Studd, but his over powering weight and strength reverse it into a northern lights suplex. Studd ties to hold the pin but can’t really. Studd then gets up and drops down with an elbow drop. Studd does this again, and then again right to the neck. Carter rolls around for a bit and is then brought to his feet, where Carter is picked up and then bear hugged. After about thirty grueling seconds of this Studd slams Carter down and goes for the pin…1…2…kickout!)
Dave Jackson: Studd using his weight to overpower Carter.
Kevin Fisher: Yeah he is, go Studd!
(Carter gets up slowly as Studd smiles and looks around at the crowd. Studd then turns around and scoops Carter up, and then gives him a press slam. Studd picks Carter up to his feet, and then whips Carter into ropes. Only when Carter comes back, he hoes a flying head scissors takedown. Carter then plays with the crowd for a while. He turns around just in time to duck a huge clothesline and then trip down Studd. Carter then lands in a leg lock. Studd as a little bit of trouble, but not much, getting to the ropes. Right when Studd gets up Carter does a leg take down and then puts him back in the same leg lock.)
Dave Jackson: Carter is using submission moves and leg attacks.
Kevin Fisher: Isn’t that illegal?
Dave Jackson: No.
(Carter picks Studd up to his feet and then goes for a double arm DDT. Studd almost counters but Carter puts all his strength and muscles behind it and manages to land the attack. Carter then brings Studd to his feet and whips him into the ropes. When Studd comes back he nails a clothesline that sends Carter spinning to the ground. Studd then picks Carter up and gives him a falling powerslam followed by a pin…1….2…kickout!
Carter looks to be very out of it as he is brought to his feet. Suddenly Carter ducks a punch and then takes a step-back, goes off the ropes and does a huge drop kick. Studd falls over and Carter gets up and goes to the top-rope. Studd is about to get up but is sent back to the ground with a 450 splash. 1…2…kickout!)
Dave Jackson: I don’t know how much these people have left.
Kevin Fisher: Studd looks like he has some ring rust.
Dave Jackson: I will agree with that statement, although Jasyon Carter looks good.
(Jasyon Carter gets up and waits for Studd. Studd looks at Carter and then rushes at him. Carter gives him a head scissors takedown and then grabs Studd and give him the Jackass Drop…1….2….3!)
Kevin Fisher: What!
Dave Jackson: Whoa! That came out of no where, Studd looks upset.
Curtis Green:
Your winner and advancing to the next round of the EWA tournament…The "Standard" Jasyon Carter![Scene switches to the locker room area where John "The Beast" Steele is sitting in a chair lacing up his wrestling boots.]
Dave: Here is EWA Superstar John Steele lacing up the boots in his locker room.
Kevin: Why is he in his wrestling gear? He doesn’t even have a match tonight.
Dave: I think he’s just being prepared, sometimes things happen on the spur of the moment here in the EWA.
[Just as John gets one boot laced and tied there is a knock on the door. John yells, "Come on in," and then begins to lace his other boot. The door is heard opening, then closing. As John looks up, his eyes get wide and begins to stand up, but before he can, he is swarmed by Gold and Anderson. Both men are pummeling "The Beast" with punches to the head and chest. "The Beast" tries to fight back, but falls out of the chair. Gold and Anderson take this opportunity and start stomping on John. Seconds later, the door to John’s locker room is heard opening again. Then all of a sudden another man comes into the frame and begins fighting the PWC off. The PWC retreat, but with a parting words, as Ric can be heard saying, "You know what happened to you last time!" Now that all the action is over we finally notice that Mark Gold is the man who has come to the aid of John Steel. Before the locker room scene cuts Mark Gold tends to John.]
"The Outlaw" Doc Tombstone vs. "Wildcard" Jeff Watkins(Representing The Big Sky)
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament
Curtis Green: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the first round of World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first, weighing in at 330 pounds….The "Outlaw" Doc Tombstone
(The arena goes black as "Hells Bells" by AC/DC plays. Pyro starts to go off as "The Outlaw" Doc Tombstone stands in the middle. The crowd is filled with cheers and some boos. Doc makes his way down to the ring.)
Dave Jackson: This guy here is really making a splash in the pool of EWA talent.
Kevin Fisher: He is a veteran of the sport, I mean he got his spot in the tournament by being a former World Champion.
Dave Jackson: Well, I must say, for once I am anxious for this match, one of the first BSWF vs. EWA matches in history.
Kevin Fisher: It could be very exciting.
Curtis Green: And his opponent, weighing in at 262 pounds…The "Wildcard" Jeff Watkins!
( "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead plays and Jeff Watkins makes his way from behind the curtain. He is dressed in long black tights with Wildcard written down the side in blue. He is also wearing a black vest, but he takes it off when he gets to ringside. His size, although large, is rather small compared to that of Doc Tombstone.)
Dave Jackson: Doc has a huge size advantage over Watkins. I mean look at him, he is seven feet tall!
Kevin Fisher: Yeah, Watkins really has a challenge in front of him, and both wrestlers are going to liked if they win. Watkins for taking out a dangerous opponent, and Tombstone for getting rid of a BSWF guy.
Dave Jackson: I’ll have to agree with you there.
( The two are now facing each other, Doc is looking down and Watkins is looking up. Then Doc steps towards Watkins and gives him some open hand punches that send Watkins into the ropes. Doc then whips Watkins into the ropes and waits for him to comeback where he lays out Jeff with a huge boot. Watkins lays on the ground as Doc comes down with a huge elbow. Doc then picks Watkins up and picks him up slamming him down with a scoop slam. Watkins rolls out of the ring and takes a quick breather, Doct looks on waiting for Watkins to roll back in.)
Dave Jackson: Doc is using his skill and mass advantage, it looks like a walk through the park.
Kevin Fisher: It probably has something to do with the fact he is such a seasoned veteran.
(Doc waits for Jeff to come back in, as Jeff rolls in Doc uses the ropes as leverage and jumps straight up, and then moves a little to his right and lands a standing double foot stomp on Watkins chest as he is about to get up. Jeff looks to be in pain and Doc goes for the cover…1…2…kickout! Doc gets to his feet, and goes off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Watkins sees it coming and jumps up nailing Doc with a high leg lariat and sends Tombstone spiraling to the ground, this gets a pretty good reaction from the crowd.)
Dave Jackson: Did you see the height that "The Wildcard" got right there!
Kevin Fisher: That was some talent.
(Doc gets up pretty slowly, from natural bulk not exhaustion, and this gives Watkins time to rest a bit. As Doc is almost up Jeff runs over to him and latches onto his head and pulls back for an enormous DDT, Watkins gets up after it and Tombstone lays on the ground holding the top of his head. Watkins gets on Tombstone and starts to punch Doc until the ref pulls him off. Watkins then walks around the ring a bit and then turns around and starts to stomp on Doc as he gets up. Doc gets up through the stomps and then turns to Watkins who is now front kicking doc in the gut. Doc grabs one of Watkins legs and pulls him in for an giant clothesline. Watkins hits the mat hard and Doc heads to the top-rope. He sits there and waits a while, Watkins gets up and turns around and Doc nails him with a flying clothesline, Doc then goes for the pin…1…2…kickout!)
Dave Jackson: Look at this action, Doc is just dominating right now.
Kevin Fisher: I told you, he does this to people, that’s why I am sure people want him out of the tournament as fast as possible, he is dangerous.
(Doc now has Watkins to his feet and gives him a chop followed by an uppercut. This sends Watkins into the ropes, who then uses them as a spring and flies off them with a diving clothesline that connects perfectly. Doc takes it and stumbles back, but doesn’t fall over. Watkin’s then gets to his feet and starts to wail on Doc with firsts, Doc is getting pushed back and back, finally when he reaches the ropes Watkins whips him, as Doc comes back Jeff nails dock with a superkick. Doc still doesn’t go down, he just stumbles back a bit. Finally Watkins grabs Doc and whips him in the turnbuckle, After some effort, Watkins gets Doc on the top of the turnbuckle and climbs up after him. He looks like he is getting ready for a superplex, but Doc keeps punching Jeff to get him off. Finally, Watkins just leaps back, still clutching Doc, and lands a perfect DDT from the top-rope. Watkins then rolls on to Doc…1…2….kickout!)
Dave Jackson: What a move by our Big Sky guest!
Kevin Fisher: No kidding, that was amazing! Doc is almost out of it.
(Doc is slow getting to his feet. Jeff just waits behind him for a while, and then, when Doc gets to his feet, Jeff runs at him and nails a bulldog. Doc is now back on the ground and Jeff goes for the cover only to receive a two count. This enrages Jeff and he starts to pummel Doc until once again the ref has to pull Jeff off. Finally Jeff goes back over to Doc and whips him into the ropes. Doc reverses it and Watkins comes off the ropes, he goes for a clothesline but Doc ducks it. Watkins hits the ropes and comes back again, this time going to some kind of body block. Doc, with is in-ring experience sees this, and waits for it, as Jeff comes back Doc powerslams Jeff to the ground…1…2…kickout!)
Dave Jackson: This might not be good for our Wildcard.
Kevin Fisher: I am telling you, Doc is a monster.
(Doc then brings Jeff to his feet. He pulls Jeff down and lock sup for The Peacemaker. He goes for it a couple of times, but Jeff wont go up. Finally, he pulls Jeff to his feet and punches him hard in the face, and then locks in the Arizona Snake Bit. Jeff is in it for a bit, being shoved to the ground, the ref is standing right behind and to the left of Jeff, Jeff uses this and stumbles into the ref a bit, causing him to look away, Watkins then deals a lowblow to "The Outlaw" and then hooks in the Ace of Spades. The ref turns to see the move land and then Watkins goes for the cover…1…2…3!)
Dave Jackson: What a move towards the end, now very credible, but smart.
Kevin Fisher: No kidding! That was uncalled for!
Curtis Green:
Your winner and advancing to the next round of the tournament…The "Wildcard" Jeff Watkins!(The camera the cuts to the back stage area were we find a small group of wrestlers huddled around the door to Pipers locker room. Groans can be heard coming from the room as Chavo walks up…)
Chavo: What they hell are you all doing!?
Wreslter: Oh nothing… just um… listening.
Chavo: Get your ass out of here before I kick each and everyone of your asses up and down this damn hall!
Wrestler: Sure man sure… oh but Chavo. If you are going in there I would take this.
(The wrestler hands Chavo a can of deoderant and then the huddle of wrestlers walk away laughing. Chavo then opens the door to locker room, as he closes the door we hear Chavo yell something before we return to ring side…)
Chavo: DAMN PIPER! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SMELL!?
Kevin Fisher: …?
Dave Jackson: I have no idea Kevin… but I think Raine may have gotten her revenge… some how at least.
ShadowFlare vs. Chavo Guatimeriz(aka El Dio)
GENOCIDE Rules
Curtis Green: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is an Official Genocide Rules match.
Dave Jackson: Genocide rules? What’s that supposed to mean?
Curtis Green: First, weighing in at 272 lbs and representing Genocide, Chavo Guatemeriz!
(No music, pyros, or Extreme-o-Tron video hail the approach of Chavo. The fans boo at first, but then the boos get louder when he doesn’t show his face. Curtis waits for about ten seconds, shrugs, and then continues.)
Curtis Green: And his opponent, weighing in at 252 lbs, Shadowflare!
("Sun" by Live starts to play over the PA system and the crowd cheers as Shadowflare and Bruce makes there way from the back. Shadowflare is wearing his warm-up pants with no shirt as he walks down the ramp way, he is also carrying the duffel bag that he has been sporting this last week. Bruce has on his light-green sweatshirt but with similar warm-up pants. There are no fancy pyros either, Shadowflare just walks straight down to the ring. When he gets to ring side Shadowflare hands Bruce the bag and then slides into the ring where he then sits there and waits Chavo to come down as Shadowflare stands there smiling in a fighting stance.)
Kevin Fisher: We’re just getting word from the back of what this match actually is... It says here that a Genocide match is falls count anywhere, with no interference allowed. Also, a wrestler can still be DQ’d because of either attacking a ref, or using a weapon from back stage. Only things found around the ring are legal weapons. So, Bruce and his crappy little duffel bag can get the hell out of the ring area.
(The referee discusses this with Shadowflare and Bruce. Bruce turns to leave, carrying the duffel bag, while Curtis steps back up to the mic.)
Curtis Green: An his opponent, weighing in at 272 lbs.... Chavo!
(Once again, no music. The crowd starts to boo and before long, a "p*ssy" chant starts. The ref talks it over with Shad again, and then starts the count out.)
Dave Jackson: I think Chavo might be afraid to come out. Kevin Fisher: Genocide is never afraid! They just wait for the correct timing.
(When the ref gets to 6 the Extreme-o-Tron fires up. The words "You actually think I'm scared?" flash across the screen. The lights start to dim when the Extreme-o-Tron flashes the words "That's too cliche!" Suddenly the lights go on full strength. All the spot lights begin to shine down on Shadowflare. Chavo then appears at the top of the entrance ramp. He's wearing black tights and red boots.On the outside part of the legs of the tights it looks like blood is dripping down. He's wearing a black shirt on the front it reads "Hardcore to the bone" in red. He turns around and does the "RVD point" to his back. It reads "Now break them to find out what I mean." It's also written in red. Underneath the words is the picture of an x-ray of a broken arm. No music is playing. As he pulls a mic out from the back of his tights and raises it to his mouth.)
Chavo: Shablow, you might have thought I wouldn't show up. I'm positive you hoped I wouldn't. Unfortunately for you, I'm here. And when I step in that ring the first step in your destruction will take place. And once the ball of your destruction gets rolling no one can stop it. I hope your prepared for an early retirement. I also hope you enjoyed your health the past week cause I'm here to take it. Tonight...The Enforcement truly begins. Now hit my music.
(Chavo drops the mic and makes his way to the ring as "Firecracker" by Strung Out plays. He stops a few feet from the ring and takes off his shirt. He wipes his sweat off with it and then spits in it. He then walks over to the crowd and shoves it in a kids face. The kid's father takes a swing at Chavo, who quickly dodges it. Chavo points and laughs at the older man and then hops up onto the ring mat and jumps over the ropes.)
Dave Jackson: Here we go, both of these guys staring each other down in the ring
Kevin Fisher: I’ve always said we need more hardcore matches on the card. The fans love hardcore matches. Finally someone listened to me. Let’s see how that moron Shadowflare does in this sort of environment
(Shadowflare and Chavo are looking each other up and down. Shadowflare then goes for a kick to the side of Chavo’s head. Chavo blocks it and tries for a sweep kick to get Shadowflare down. Shad jumps side ways to avoid this and then goes to do a double ax handle smash on Chavo. Chavo side steps it and catches Shad’s arms, Shad then falls down and uses his momentum to flip Chavo over him. Shad then rolls up and Chavo gets up and the two stare each other down again. This time Chavo goes for a knife edge chop, it lands, he then hits another, the third one though, Shadowflare takes an extra step back to dodge, and then does a sweep which knocks Chavo on the ground. The crowd is behind Shad, but the noise is still pretty low.)
Dave Jackson: A wonderful series of reversals by both competitors.
(Chavo rolls out of the ring and liberates a chair from one of the ring attendants. He stands, bashing it against the floor, taunting Shad to come out after him. Shad looks a little bit hesitant.)
Kevin Fisher: Shadowflare knows when he’s out of his element, but Chavo isn’t going to go back in that ring.
(When the crowd boos at Shad for not chasing, he makes up his mind and slides out of the ring on the opposite side. He flips up the apron, and grabs a four foot pole used for stage construction. It’s relatively light, and he doesn’t have any problems swinging it with one or two hands. Once he has a weapons, he wanders his way around the ring to meet Chavo.)
Kevin Fisher: He’s a bit less than enthusiastic about this.
Dave Jackson: This match was specifically picked to screw him over. Why do you think he’d be enthusiastic?
Kevin Fisher: There is nothing about this that is screwing Shad over. If he can’t handle it, he should quit. He’s already done it before.
(There’s a moment of tension in the stands, then Chavo charges Shadowflare and they meet chair to pipe. They press down against each other, trying to get the advantage, but neither are warn down. Eventually, Chavo comes up with a slight advantage due to weight, and he presses this home with repeated kicks to Shad’s legs. Shad starts to falter, and Chavo bring the chair up and down, landing it right across Shad’s fingers that are gripping the pole. The crowd doesn’t like that maneuver very much.)
Kevin Fisher: Shad isn’t going to be feeling those fingers for a while. Dave Jackson: That’s probably for the best.
(Shad drops the pole and takes a chair shot across the shoulder. Another chair shot to the head sends Shad to his knees. Chavo doesn’t waste his momentum, as he lays into Shadowflare senselessly with the chair.. The ref warns Chavo, the ref gets a snarl from Chavo in return. Chavo punishes Shadowflare with the chair once more. Chavo then looks to the ring post. He begins to make the ascent up, the crowd doesn’t like this much either.)
Dave Jackson: Chavo going to the top really early in the match.
(Shadowflare starts to roll around on the floor, clutching the top of head where blood is mingling with his hair. He looks up and sees Chavo getting ready with a Senton bomb. He grabs his pipe and rolls to his feet. Just before Chavo jumps, Shad swings the pipe one-handed and catches him across the legs. The crowd cheers as Chavo falls of the turnbuckle into the ring, and Shad rolls in after him.)
Dave Jackson: Shad might be able to make the pin here.
Kevin Fisher: You’ve got to be kidding me. Chavo’s tougher than that.
(Chavo makes it to his feet in a decent amount of time. Shad lays in a few punches, but Chavo grabs his arm and whips him into the ropes. Chavo runs in after Shad as he bounces back and tries to connect with a Clothesline but it’s ducked. Shadowflare bounces off the opposite ropes as Chavo does the same. Shadowflare comes back and tries to connect with a Cross Body Block. Chavo anticipates it and uses both of their momentums to catch Shadowflare and deliver a devastating Powerslam.)
Kevin Fisher: Now that’s a match ending move!
(Chavo lays in a few kicks and the slips out of the ring again. Shadowflare comes too a few seconds later and pursues. Both of them trade punches on the outside of the ring. They battle their way over to the announcers table. The announcers hop up and move off to the corner. Chavo delivers punch after punch and drives Shad bending back onto the table. Chavo rips a cable out from the equipment on the table and wraps it around Shad’s neck. The crowd is a mixture of two chants "Chavo Sucks" and "Shad-o-flare")
Dave Jackson: Chavo with a massive choke on Shadowflare.
Kevin Fisher: And it’s legal!
(Shad claws at Chavo’s eyes and arms, but Chavo just grins down at him, tightening the cable)
Kevin Fisher: He can’t get out and he can’t tap because he’s not in the ring!
(Shad keeps struggling, pushing at the table, kicking, punching, but nothing seems to faze Chavo. The fans keep chanting Shad’s name, but his movements start to slow. After about twenty seconds, Shad is really looking bad, when his wandering hand comes across one of the monitors. He slams it into Chavo’s shoulder, which gets him to release his grip, and then rams it screen first into Chavo’s face.)
Kevin Fisher: My screen! What the hell am I going to look at now?
Dave Jackson: Shadowflare with a possible life-saving move there. He’s back in this!
(Chavo stumbles back with a lot of little cuts across his face, which the fans seem to love. Shadowflare limps away holding his throat and goes to the apron. He comes up with a wrench and doesn’t waste any time chasing down Chavo. Chavo ducks a side swing, but then Shad bring the wrench down. Chavo takes it on the back and falls to the ground. Before Shadowflare can swing again, Chavo grabs his legs and dumps him over. The two end up rolling around on the floor, trading punches.)
Dave Jackson: Chavo putting up a hell of a fight!
Kevin Fisher: I guess Shad is doing OK.
(The brawl ends when Chavo reaches out and catches the leg of another folding chair. It doesn’t make an incredibly effective weapon when it’s open, but it does the job. Shad lets go and Chavo stands. Shad rolls to the apron again and pulls out another pipe, welding it like a kendo stick. Chavo patiently waits for Shad, who runs at Chavo after wasting about five seconds.)
Kevin Fisher: Shad, always the impatient one.
Dave Jackson: Sort of like someone I’m standing next to.
(The fans boos as Chavo tosses the open chair at Shad’s legs. Shad stumbles, but doesn’t fall. However, he can’t stop himself from careening into Chavo, who has just liberated the ring bell. The crowd boos when they hear the ding, but Shadowflare doesn’t go down! Oh... wait... now he did.)
Kevin Fisher: A beautiful slow fall there. Shadowflare is out of it!
(The crowd’s wrath gets louder and louder with each Ding! Ding! Ding! Chavo wails on his stomach with the ring bell. Shadowflare clutches his stomach and tries to roll away but Chavo follows. Another shot to the stomach, then one to the back, and then one to the stomach again. Eventually, Shad stops moving, so Chavo drops the bell and rolls Shad into the ring. He goes for the pin. The ref counts 1...2....Kickout! And the crowd cheers.)
Dave Jackson: And he’s still fighting. Shadowflare is still in it!
(Shadowflare barely managed to get his shoulder up. Chavo stands and drops a leg on Shad’s neck before making his way to the turnbuckle again. He doesn’t get a chance to start climbing before Shad rolls a bit to the side, grabs the ropes, and pulls himself out of the ring.)
Kevin Fisher: And Shadowflare ever the chicken. He’s become such a small man.
Dave Jackson: It’s smart if you ask me.
(Chavo goes over the ropes and chases Shad down. They meet next to the ring steps and trade punches again. Shadowflare is definitely on the losing side this time, and he stumbles back after taking a few punches to the chest. Shad keeps moving his way around the ring, back to the announcers table. The crowd support is starting to falter.)
Kevin Fisher: Shad still running circles around the ring. Dave Jackson: Looks like he’s rested up enough and is ready to take on Chavo again.
(Chavo delivers a kick that sends Shad to his hands and knees. Chavo jumps up to the barrier and vaults off with an double axe handle. His plans don’t quite work out when Shad comes up with the wrench clutched in his fist and delivers a hell of a punch to Chavo in mid air. Chavo crashes to the ground.)
Dave Jackson: One hell of a loaded punch!
(Shad helps him up and floors him again with a series of karate kicks followed by an uppercut with the wrench still in his fist. Shad leans down and delivers a power punch low blow with his wrench hand, and then drops it. The fans just eat that up.)
Kevin Fisher: Low Blow! I’d have to admit that it was beautiful. Maybe Shad is remembering a bit of his past.
(Shad helps Chavo to his feet, carefully positions him, and Fisherman’s Suplexes him on to the wrench. Chavo rolls over clutching his back where blood is beginning to show through his shirt. Shad drags him to his feet again, positions him again, and gutwrench powerbombs Chavo onto the wrench. The crowd is really getting in to it with the sight of blood.)
Dave Jackson: It’s not often you see someone bleed from their back. Chavo must be hurt bad.
(Shad pushes Chavo into the ring, leaving a trail of blood on the mat. Shadowflare follows, and goes for the pin. The ref counts 1...2...Kickout!)
Kevin Fisher: But he still kicks out!
(Shad shrugs, picks Chavo up, and puts him in the Panic Attack position. Chavo gets a second wind, and goes for a back body drop after getting one arm free. Shad almost takes the drop but manages to stumble on his feet and land, still holding Chavo’s arm. Shad then hooks Chavo’s other arm and goes for a backslide, but Chavo rolls out of it immediately, and then stands up and goes for a DDT, Shadowflare doesn’t go down, and then goes to counter with a northern lights suplex, but Chavo is to heavy. Shad then lets go and Chavo nails him in the back with an elbow that draws a few boos from the crowd.)
Dave Jackson: Another wonderful series of reversals.
(Chavo lays in the boots to Shad, still holding his back. Shad tries to roll out of the ring, but Chavo gets a hold of him and picks him up. A couple of kicks get him into the powerbomb position. Chavo picks him up, and powerbombs him once. He doesn’t let go, and picks Shad back up for the second powerbomb of the Crucifixion. Just as he is about to go down, Shad regains his senses enough to deliver an ear clap. Shadowflare gets dropped, but not as hard as he could have been. Chavo still goes for the pin, and the ref counts 1...2...Kickout! And the fans cheer again.)
Dave Jackson: Shadowflare narrowly avoiding a pin there. Brilliant work to avoid the finish of the Crucifixion.
(Chavo stands, grabs Shadowflare, and whips him into the ropes. Chavo chases him and delivers a dropkick that sends him over the ropes. Chavo follows and the two of them are battling at the announcers table again. Both look evenly matched, and their injuries sustained are about the same. They break a part for a second and Chavo climbs onto the announcer’s table, taunting Shad. Shad follows him up there and the two tie up. The crowd starts to get quiet in anticipation.)
Kevin Fisher: They’re going to wreck our table!
Dave Jackson: This isn’t going to last much longer.
(Shad kicks Chavo back to the edge of the table. He sends a series of karate chops at Chavo, followed by a kick that Chavo grabs to maintain him balance on the table. He spins Shad around and grabs him for a german suplex, but Shad delivers a back elbow and then a mule kick. Chavo shoves Shad toward the other end of the table. Shad turns around to meet Chavo’s next attack.)
Dave Jackson: A real battle of wills taking place on that table.
(Chavo leans down and comes up with a mic. He swings across at Shad, but he ducks it. Chavo comes up with the mic and rips a massive gash in Shad’s chin. Chavo kicks Shad in the stomach and puts him in the powerbomb position, but Shad holds onto Chavo’s legs with all of his might. Through strength, Shad manages to back up just a bit and deliver a low blow to Chavo. Chavo stumbles back holding his balls. A kick sets him up for the Panic Attack. The anticipation in the stands gets almost tangible.)
Kevin Fisher: Shad ready for the Panic Attack but Chavo not having any of that.
(Shad can’t quite get a hold of both of Chavo’s arms. Each time he grabs one, the other squirms free. After a few attempts, Shad gives up on it and just powerbombs Chavo through the table. The crowd goes wild as the table collapses. They both end up on the floor. Shad gets up first, grabs Chavo and whips him into the apron. A quick shove sends Chavo inside. Shad follows after him and goes for the pin. The ref counts 1...2....3)
Dave Jackson: Beautiful powerbomb.
Kevin Fisher: I’ve got to hand it to Shad there....
Dave Jackson: Wait, the ref is saying that Chavo got his shoulder up at the last possible fraction of a second.
Kevin Fisher: Ha Ha! This isn’t over yet!
(Shadowflare pulls him up and goes for the panic attack again. Chavo doesn’t have much struggle left in him, and he ends up taking the finisher. The crowd chants Shadowflare as the ref counts 1...2...3...)
Kevin Fisher: Then again, maybe it is...
Curtis Green:
Your winner by Pinfall, Shadowflare!(The camera cuts to the backstage area inside of Piper’s locker room. Suddenly a knock comes from the locker room door but no one is there to answer the door. A knock is heard once again and as the rest room door opens up we hear Piper yell to ‘wait a minute!’. Piper walks slowly to his door clutching at his stomach and slowly begins to open the door. Suddenly the door burst open and we see a chair come through the door way knocking Piper to the ground.
Raine then steps through the door standing over the downed Piper with a chair in her hand…)
Raine: Hey there Piper… missed you tonight… so I thought I would fix you some cookies and come pay you a visit…
(Raine then reaches down and pulls Piper up by his hair and kisses him squarely on the lips and then shove him back…)
Raine: Pay backs a bitch! … oh and one more thing… here is my special ingredent in my ‘Piper’ cookies… hope you enjoyed them.
(Raine then tosses a EXTRA large bottle of EX-LAX, empty none the less, at Piper and then gives him a quick stomp to the gut. Piper holds his head and gut for a momen then looks up to the camera with a look of pain and quickly jumps to his feet and rushes to the rest room once again…)
Kevin Fisher: I can’t believe it! Raine did poisin Piper!
Dave Jackson: No see didn’t… I would say that Raine just got a little pay back and maybe even one up’ed Piper in the prank department… but either way we are running short on TV time so lets get to the main event…
Lupin vs. The Convict John Chambers(Representing The Big Sky)
First Round of World Heavyweight Tournament
Curtis Green: The following match is our Main Event, and is scheudled for one fall. Making his way to the ring at this time, standing at five feet eleven inches and weighing in at two hundred and sixty five pounds is current Big Sky Champion! Hailing from the Texas State Pen… this is
"The Convict" John Chambers!(The lights go black. For several seconds nothing is heard until "FIGHT SONG" by Marilyn Manson begins blasting over the P.A. The fans boo loudly as orange laser lights begin shooting around the arena. Pulling back the entranceway curtain is "The Convict" John Chambers, behind him is his manager Christian Stafford. He is dressed in his orange prison suit, but around his waist is the BSWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BELT. He gives off a sadistic, cocky smile before walking towards the ring. In his hands is a black garbage bag that seems the be full of diffrent items. On his way to the ring, the fans begin a chant of "CONVICT SUCKS! CONVICT SUCKS!" The Convict pays no attention to them as he gets in the ring, and the guard begin to release his handcuffs.)
Curtis Green: And his oppenent, standing at six foot three inches and weighing in at two hundred and thirty nine pounds. Hailing from ‘The Spiral’… he is the ‘Mystery’… this is LUPIN!
(
As Chambers is finished being un-handcuffed, the lights flash brightly then go dark as a grinding guitar sound comes of the arena's soundsystem. Cyan and crimson spotlights begin to comb the crowd while the guitar begins to build. The guitar stops, the spotlights stop, and the lights cut on brightly again as Corey Taylor of Slipknot and Max Cavelera of Soulfly are heard yelling, "Jump da fuck up!" The song explodes just as black pyros erupt on the stage, and the arena's lights strobe wildly as some rowdy fans take a chance to jump and mosh. The momentum of the song drops as the first verse begins to be sung, and from behind the announcer's table, the crowd parts as if the man coming through were Moses. The man stalks right up behind the announcer's table and hops over the guardrail behind John Chambers who is looking out towards the stage awaiting the arrival of his opponent. Lupin, who was the man coming from the crowd, snatches a nightstick out of the belt loop of one of the prison guards and cracks The Convict's lawyer in the back of the head. The Convict spins around, seeing his attorney fall, and gets greeted with a butt-end shot from the nightstick between his eyes.)Dave Jackson: OH! What a hit by Lupin to start off this match.
Kevin Fisher: Good thing this match isn’t hardcore rules… I think these two would kill each other!
(Lupin presses is early advantage with some repeated knee lifts to the side of Chambers head, he then shoves the Big Sky Champion into the corner and unleashes several open hand like slaps with his deformed hands. ‘The Convict’ clutches at his chest as crimson begins to show through the rips in the orange jump suit revealing the first signs of blood in this match up. Chambers moves out of the corner past Lupin, but the ‘Mystery’ grabs him by the collar of the suit and spins him around. ‘The Convict’ catches Lupin with a quick open hand trust to the throat and then whips Lupin into the far side ropes. As Lupin comes off the ropes ‘The Convict’ goes for a drop kick to the knee but Lupin hurdles over Chambers and hits the ropes once again. As Lupin comes off the ropes Chambers is coming to his feet and catches Lupin’s attempt at a cross body block move and counters with a power slam. Chambers then begins to lay in several closed fist to the fore head of Lupin but stops as the ref reaches four in his five count. ‘The Convict’ then pulls Lupin to his feet but Lupin breaks loose and nails Chambers with clothesline. As ‘The Convict’ hits the mat Lupin rolls out of the ring and nails one ‘The Convicts’ gaurds and then pulls off a container of pepper spray. Chamber’s Lawyer comes over and yells something at Lupin just before he clutches at his eyes as the ‘Mystery’ sprays him in the eyes. Lupin then rolls back into the ring and moves towards Chambers but the ref cuts him off. The ref beings pointing at the pepper spray and at Lupin but he just stares long and hard at the ref… the ref then slowly steps back and Lupin steps past him. The ref’s repremand buys Chambers just enough time for when Lupin reaches close enough ‘The Convict’ nails Lupin with a punch to the gut and then the head staggering Lupin back. Chambers moves in but Lupin sprays ‘The Convict’ in the face with the pepper spray…)
Dave Jackson: WHAT IS LUPIN DOING!? TRYING TO GET DISQUALIFIED?
Kevin Fisher: Oh it’s not that big of a deal… I’m sure this isn’t the first time ‘The Convict’ has been pepper sprayed.
(Chambers rubs at his eyes as Lupin grabs him and slams his head into the turnbuckle. Chambers staggers out of the corner still rubbing at his eyes, Lupin comes charging in but Chambers counters with a quick spin buster and quickly rolls Lupin over in to a single leg boston crab. The ref checks Lupin, but he refuses to even answer as he struggles to break loose. ‘The Convict’, seeing the ref is out of postion, nails Lupin in the crotch with a quick punch while still holding on to the move. ‘The Convict’ continues to wail away at the groin area of Lupin with several more shots then releases the hold and pulls Lupin to his feet. ‘The Convict’ then lifts Lupin into the air and then drops him with a stalling brain buster. Chambers then stratteles over Lupin and unleashes with right and lefts then comes to his feet with Lupin in tow. Chambers delivers a knee to the mid section of Lupin and follows up with a knee lift to the face. Lupin crashes to the mat and is soon nailed by ‘The Convict’ with a knee drop to the forehead. Lupin rolls over and falls out of the ring to the concrete floor and is soon followed out side by Chambers. ‘The Convict’ pulls Lupin up and slams his head into the mat, Lupin staggers back and stumbles into the security railing. Chambers then pulls Lupin over to the ring and rolls him in under the bottom rope. Chambers then pulls a table out from under the ring and sets it up beside the ring. He then climbs up on the apron but Lupin catches him with a shoulder thrust through the ropes and he quickly moves through the ropes and grabs Chambers and pulls Chambers off the apron and through the table beside the ring with a Russian Leg Sweep…)
Kevin Fisher: HOLY SHIT! LUPIN IS FU*KING INSANE!
Dave Jackson: Are you just figuring this out!? But when is the ref going to do something!?
Kevin Fisher: Are you crazy!? Let them fight! This is what everyone has wanted!
(Both men are laid out on the outside of the ring and after several moments they begin to stir. Lupin comes to his feet and then drags Chambers to his feet and sets him up in the start of a pile driver or so but Chambers counters with a back body drop sending Lupin onto and through the announcers table sending the announcers diving for cover. Chamber then drops to his knees breathing heavily. Chambers then comes to his feet and pulls Lupin up and rolls him into the ring.
Chambers then climbs into the ring and drops a elbow drop to the back of Lupins head. ‘The Convict’ then begins to stomp away at the legs of Lupin and then drops several knee drops into the thigh upper knee area. Chambers then locks on a figure four leg lock on to Lupin…)
Dave Jackson: ‘The Convict’ is actually going for a submission here?
Kevin Fisher: I guess he felt the extreme style just wasn’t in his favor.
(As the ref checks in on Lupin, ‘The Convict’ grabs the ropes and pulls himself up to the second rope appling more leverage to the move. The ref glances over and catches Chambers and tells him to break the count but Chambers refuses. The ref begins his 5 count and ‘The Convict’ releases the move at 4. Chambers then grabs Lupin by the hair and tosses him out of the ring between the top and middle ropes…
Lupin crashes to the floor and is followed out of the ring by Chambers, John pulls Lupin up and slams his head into the ring steps not once but twice and then shoves him to the floor. Chambers then moves over to the time keepers table and shoves him out of his chair, he then takes the chair and slams it across the back of Lupin. Lupin shudders with the pain but doesn’t fall back to his feet, but actually continues to come to his feet. ‘The Convict’ continues to swing the chair at Lupin contact with each shot but the ‘Mystery’ refuses to give ground. Chambers takes a step back and with a little momentum behind him he lays a powerful chair shot to the head of Lupin, sending the bigger man to the floor as blood begins to ooze down his face. Chambers then drops the chair and reaches under the edge of the ring and pulls out a black garbage bag. He pulls something out and begins pulling it over the head of Lupin…)
Dave Jackson: What the…!? Chambers is putting Lupin in a… in a…
Kevin Fisher: … A STRAIGHT JACKET!
(‘The Convict’ finishes putting on the jacket and then grabs a mic and stands over Lupin…)
THE CONVICT:
There ya go wolf-man!! Tied up just like the mother-f*ckin' psycho should be!! Called me all the names you wanted too, but it still didn't help, did it!?? You should be thanking me, because what you have is called Psychosis, a severe mental illness in which a person loses contact with reality and has difficulty functioning in daily life. Psychotic symptoms can indicate severe mental illnesses, such as schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. Unlike people with less severe psychological problems, psychotic individuals do not usually recognize that their mental functioning is disturbed.(Chambers then kicks Lupin in the head a couple times then begins to speak again…)
THE CONVICT:
That's why I am here to help you, Lupin ... I'll see ya 'round you stupid f*ck.(Chambers then tosses the mic down and drags Lupin to his feet. ‘The Convict measures Lupin and drives a stiff right hand to the already bloodied face of Lupin, then rolls Lupin back into the ring once again. ‘The Convict’ then slides back into the ring with his garbage bag in tow and pulls out a bottle of what appears to be ligther fluid. He begins to soak down the straight jacket and then pulls out a lighter and after lighting it he tosses it on to the jacket. The ref is quick to jump to the aid of Lupin and begins to try and undo the straps on the jacket as Lupin is rolling to try and extinguse the flames. ‘The Convict’ grabs the ref and tosses him out of the ring. Fortunatly, Lupin is able to slips out of the flaming jacket and comes to his feet. As Chambers turns around Lupin catches him with a stiff standing side kick, Lupin then pulls Chambers up and plants him on the onto the smoldering remains of the straight jacket with a bull dog like move. Lupin then pulls ‘The Convict’ back up and sends him into the far side ropes. As ‘The Convict’ rebound from the ropes Lupin grabs the Big Sky Champion and nails…)
Dave Jackson: The Homocide Backdrop!!! Lupin nailed his finisher on ‘The Convict’… where the hell is the ref?
(Lupin goes for the cover and soon realized there is no ref. The looks around and then climbs out of the ring and slides the ref back into the ring, as Lupin begins to climb back into the ring himself, Christian Stafford, runs over and pulls something out of his pocket and slams it into the leg of Lupin. Lupin kicks Stafford in the face and then climbs back into the ring. He suddenly begins to sway and grabs the ropes to keep his balance. After a moment Lupin staggers over towards Chambers but drops to his knees just a few steps short. The Convict begins to stir just as Lupin hits the mat, Chambers slowly crawls over to Lupin and draps his arm across Lupins chest………1………2………3!!!)
Dave Jackson: What the…!?
Kevin Fisher: I have no idea… I’m shocked. This makes no sense!
(Christian Stafford, slowly climbs into the ring holding his jaw and helps ‘The Convict’ to his feet. Staffore sinals for a mic and then begins to speak as he holds up a small object for the crowd to see…)
Christian Stafford : In severe cases of Psychosis, a drug called Chlorpromazine, or better known as THORAZINE is injected into patients to subdue them and make them helpless. Since Lupin makes it widley known that he is never beaten into submission, we simply "treated" him into submission ...
Dave Jackson: Stafford druged Lupin! What the hell is that!
Kevin Fisher: That’s brillant! Lupin never saw it coming!
Dave Jackson: I can’t believe the Big Sky Champion would have to stoop to such low tactics to get a win… this is dispicable!
Kevin Fisher: Yeah… and it worked to.
Dave Jackson: I’m just shocked… I don’t know what to say.
Kevin Fisher: I do… see you all next week on Warfare when ‘The Convict’ advances to round two of the tourney…
(The scene then fades out to black as ‘The Convict’ lifts his arms into the air…)