[The lights flash all around the sold out St. Louis arena as EWA's Body Count comes into view, The crowd on hand is breath taking...as signs all around the ring display various sayings, quotes from favorite wrestlers, pictures and proposals of all kinds...]
[The Camera focuses in at the announcer's table as President Johnny Hawke and Commissioner Mysty Wylde, begin the show.]
Prez Hawke: Hello all you ham-n-eggers watching at home and welcome to another installment of Body Count. I am your host of the night, "Franchise" Johnny Hawke and more importantly the president of this god awful, Hell hole called the EWA. Now normally, everyone who watches this show, would realize that GYON is not here announcing. The reason for that... It seem GYON came down some illness, today. I, for one, thinks he just didn't want to discuss some bad blood between us. So, filling in his shoes tonight, is the so-called lovely Commissioner Mysty Wylde.
Prez Hawke: Welcome to the show, Mysty...
Mysty Wylde: Well Thank you El Presidente...Now, I must clear something up pretty quick Hawke, before we move on...How did I become "SO CALLED LOVELY"?...Take a look fellas...Does this seem "SO
CALLED".. [Mysty stands flaunting her goods for the camera.]
Prez Hawke: Sit down slut unless you are going to take your clothes off... Everyone know men hate
women that tease.
Mysty Wylde: Johnny, Look.. You maybe the President of this place, but don't take your hormones out on me...It's not my fault your Little Slut Sassy isn't here JOBBING your needs...
Prez Hawke: You sure have a big mouth.... Well at least you won't have hard luck trying to find a new job. You forget one thing... Missy. Just like everyone else in the EWA. You can be replaced.
Mysty Wylde: Go ahead and gloat all you want Hawke, that still won't bring Miss Sappy home to you...Now why don't we get on with this show...It's quiet obvious...You're hormones are kicking into overdrive here...I'll bet a little "backstage reporting" may come in handy, once I send my "pet" Julia to your office...[She smiles looking over toward Hawke.] I'm sure you can thank me later. Now on with this show.
Prez Hawke: Well okay than do your job, woman.
Mysty Wylde: Tonight people, I have put together an array of talent, Just for you to dish out your money and place it on our merchandising tables. Tonight highlights are quite good, We have "Big" Andy Studd taking on "All-American" Ric Johnson. The winner of this match then goes on to face Soul Blade for the TV Title here on Warfare.
Mysty Wylde: Then we move on to Horizen taking on Anjel and her Deadly Nightshade Twins, in a 3 on 2 handicap match. This match should be kind of interesting to you Hawke, seeing it wasn't too long ago ANJEL was the one who but a little ASS Whipping to you with the help of those two twins...[ laughing ]
Mysty Wylde: And Our Main event for this evening...and quite frankly my favorite. We have "The Free Bird" Megan Forester and Claire Daniels taking on the Woman's Champion and her newest ally Vipress. Now...Not to be influential or anything...But "The Free Bird" has done quite an excellent job, here lately... Say, Hawke, you've dealt with Megan in the past over in W4 right?...Was she always a true Prune? I mean Hell she can't stand anyone...Well, almost everyone. [She laughs.]
Prez Hawke: But before all that... Our first match will be two returning cruiserweight veterans making their come back and hopefully winning a shot against our current Cruiserweight Champion, "Prime Time" Anderson. Let's head to ring...
(Suddenly," Fuel" by Metallica hits the PA as "The Future" steps out onto the ramp. The fans go wild. Zane is dressed in a black sleeveless "IN Zane we trust" T-shirt, wide leg stonewashed blue jeans and his Ox Blood Doc's. His long blonde hair is pulled back and he has on a pair of Piper's Ray bands.
Prez Hawke: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING ON MY SHOW!!!
He walks down to ring and climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope into the ring. The timekeeper hands him a mic. He paces as he speaks.)
Zane: You know I stole these glasses from Piper's bag in the back. Thanks Piper, hahaha. I said I was through with the EWA and all of its back stage crap, but this is the place that made me famous and I guess it will always have a special place in my heart. As I sat at home and saw all of the new talent or shall I say lack of talent, I could not help but to feel sorry for the EWA. I mean I hate to agree with Piper, but Dogmantos, whatever. Go back to the little leagues you came from, cause son your not in Kansas anymore. You will have to do a hell of a lot better than that here in the EWA. Then there is the Icon and the Entertainer Hawk, where is the rest of your names?
Zane: I suggest you stay your Asses in big sky until you can find the rest of your name and grow a personality. Now onto Mr. Kurri and his new pet Falcon. Yes I remember you Kurri, as I recall you lack anything that even resembles talent, but now you have a friend, Falcon, talk about no personality, the mold in my frig has more personality then he does. But if by some miracle he learns how to wrestle, learns how to use a mic and learns how to kiss Johnny Hawke's ass. He just might make it.
Zane: Hawke… I know you were left minus a load of talent after I left, and I understand you were looking to fill the gaping hole seeing that I left, but look at these pathetic excuses you have come up with. If I would have know you were that hard up for talent, I would have sent my grandmother and her bowling league your way. They would have been a hell of a lot more entertaining than the promos I have seen from the clowns.
(Zane paces with his head down for a few moments. He stops and puts the mic back to his mouth)
Zane: Johnny Hawke, Johnny Hawke, Lord how I missed you Johnny Hawke. I miss that cocky smile you give when you think you have us all fooled, I miss that laugh you give when you think what is in your head is a mystery to the rest of us, but to tell you the truth Johnny the only mystery about you is…
Zane: How in the hell did you get so far with such little talent!?! You're the only one that is fooled, Johnny. While you think your the man, the rest of us know that you are just some clown that rode everybody's and anybody's coat tail to the top. You need to be put in your place. Piper does not have the balls to do, hell what am I saying. Piper could not beat me. How could he beat "The Franchise"?
(Zane pulls off the Piper's shades as he leans on the ropes staring into the camera.)
Zane: There are two reasons I have come back. One, because I felt sorry for the EWA when I saw the lack of talent filling the roster, and two… To put Hawke in his place, I have already done something about the first reason just by showing up. As far as the second reason, Johnny Hawke…
Zane: I hope you have enjoyed your century in the sun, because "The Future" is upon you, Johnny Hawke.
("Fuel" starts to play again as the crowd erupts. Zane jumps out the ring and makes his way back up the ramp giving fans high five's.)
Mysty Wylde: Well, well, well...Look at this would you Johnny Boy...ole Zane has resurfaced back to his roots. He knows who it was who made him famous...Do you ever think he would turn me down?...
Hawke: What the hell are you smoking Mysty. Zane is just like the rest of the roster around here, a whole bunch ungrateful assholes. Hell, he wouldn't even be in the EWA. If it was for moi steering him away from the W4. When, I sold it to Ruff.
Mysty Wylde: Well point blank Hawke, it doesn't seem as if Zane here is thankful to you at all. Sounds to me as if he just wants a piece of "The Franchise".
Prez Hawke: He can take a number just like all the rest. He was just lucky I was commentating, tonight, or I would had to get in that ring and personally put his foot in mouth. Seeing that he wants to so much craps and half truths.
Mysty Wylde: Yeah ok.. What ever you say Hawke, lets get on with our first match of the night.
Rocco Mandullii vs. Adam Rock
The first match of the night pitted two returning veterans of cruiserweight division to the EWA, but honestly the fans were a little disappointed in the opening match. Seeing that both Adam and Rocco were showing bad case of ring rust through out their matches. So after some bad mix cues and timing on both competitors. The match ended in double count out due to fact that when Rocco attempted to do a top rope hurricanrana on Adam but while Adam attempted to counter with a powerbomb his footing slipped. Sending both men crashing to concrete floor on the outside in very devastating way, knocking both competitors out.
Winner: No one due to the fact of Double Count out.
Prez Hawke: Well... I will have to say... There goes two sorry excuses for wrestlers. Hell, my five year old son could perform better in the ring than two monkey asses.
Mysty Wylde: Speaking about your son Hawke, how is he doing...Poor little fella being traumatized by all that has happened...[Mysty fakes a frown, and tries not to smile.]
Prez Hawke: Why don't you go ask him yourself. He is actually backstage, tonight, hanging out with Awesome. While I am doing this show. I will just warn you think I am asshole. You have yet heard my son speak. He is ten times worse than me. I still laugh my ass off everyday. I see the highlight of my son kicking Valykerie's ass.
Mysty Wylde: Yeah, I must say, that was the best fight I have seen in a long time...[ laughing ] Now on to our next match.
P. W. C. vs. D. A. T. C.
The next match showed the debut of British team known, as D. A. T. C. taking on the cagey veterans of P.W.C. PWC should throughout the match. Why they are former multi-tag champions in numerous former federations and that they are finally on their quest for some tag team gold in the EWA. The reason being not only did PWC finish off the British team in a quick timely fashion with their famous signature move, The Wrecking Ball. Gold and Anderson deliver both The Golden Spike and The Blast Furnace on their respective opponents after the match. Truly show the EWA that they want some real competition and not some British wonder team.
Winner: PWC
Mysty Wylde: Now that was good...God Do I ever love watching that RIC GOLD in action. I can honestly see what your fiancé saw in that man a while back, He's pretty hot. Not to mention the fact that his moves are sensational. I do believe Im about to have a NEW NEGOTIATION with that man. [Mysty is seen wetting her lips.]
Prez Hawke: But what about The Super Egos won't they get upset seeing that you are now plotting in your mind against them. [Hawke gives her a smirk like he just busted her.]
Mysty Wylde: Well, it doesn't hurt you to have as many men backing you up if you know what I mean Hawke. [She winks at him.]
[The Extreme O Tron begins to flash images of the parking deck outside. Over in the lower deck, back where the "SET UP" crew works, drives in a little yellow cab. The light
on top says "Occupied", but no one seems to be stepping out.
The driver walks toward the back of car, to open the door, As the back door opens, it reveals no one. The taxi driver looks on in puzzlement as the driver's side front door slams shut, and the car drives away fastly, squealing its tires.]
Mysty Wylde: What the hell was that about? Some jerk playing games back there, they better not hit my damn Mustang..
Prez Hawke: Mysty, I have no clue either.... Let's get on with the next match, while I get someone in the back to look in on the situation.
Tommy Lane vs. "The Greatest" John Chita
"Last Caress" by the misfits play over the house sound system, as Tommy Lane steps out onto the top of the ramp. The ramp fills with fire, as he seems to walk threw it. He walks with no expression on his face to the ring. Once at the ring he climbs onto the apron and steps over the top rope.
Chita started the match quickly off using his speed to get an early advantage on Lane, but when Chita attempted a flying cross body from the top rope. Lane caught him huge fall-away slam. That move basically started the demise of Chita, and showed how methodical Lane is in the squared circle. Lane was relentless and clearly showing no mercy on Chita with using such moves sequence as this one…
Tommy suplexes Josh from inside the ring to outside of ring. Then Tommy follows up huge massive Flying cross body on Josh from tope rope while Josh was attempting to stand after the suplex. Finally Tommy picks up the semi-motionless Chita and literally powerbombs in the ring steps before nonchalantly rolling his broken body back in the ring.
After the massacre from Tommy outside the ring, it was only a matter of moments before Tommy put Chita's agony to rest by nailing the his patented 'Lane's End' for the win.
Winner: Tommy Lane
Mysty Wylde: Very impressive...That move looks quite devastating.
Prez Hawke: Yeah... I would have to give my props to newcomer also. Even though, I hate him already...Hell with all these gothic wrestlers coming out of woodwork. It makes me wonder if Michael "The Fallen One" Graves opened a wrestling school.
Mysty Wylde: [ laughing ] Maybe he has... On to our next match.
This
match was a one sided story. Unfortunately
for Masta K. & Kraven, the tag team known as Step Back, were not apart of
that story. The Highlighters, from
the moment they stepped into the ring began to dominate the show.
Step
Back did manage to pull off one close call, but in the end...The Highlighters
over powered them, taking home the victory using their patented double team
maneuver the Highlight.
Winners: The Highlighters
Mysty Wylde: What a match, Those BSWF folks can really wrestle. I'm just glad I helped recruit them..
Prez Hawke: Well.... I see the traitor of EWA, finally came forward. Hell the least you could have done is help them with their names, if you recruited them. Yeah they might be able to wrestle, but their names suck.
[The camera pans back to the parking deck of the EWA Arena. Moments later the cab from earlier begins to slowly pull into the drive. The "Occupied" light is now off and the car stays parked with it's bright lights on facing "The
Franchise" Johnny Hawke's '74 Hemi'cuda.]
Prez Hawke: DAMMIT WHERE IS SECURITY??? WHAT ARE THEY ON ANOTHER UNION COFFEE BREAK??? They better not touch my car or I will be pissed.
[The car still sits, with no one stepping out from it. Suddenly you can see the driver's side door swing open, The inside of the car is black from the tinted windows and poor lighting out in the parking deck. The door remains open as a figure slowly descents from the door. The figure has on a long black trench coat, that goes all the way to the feet, a big black sombrero type hat, and walks slowly toward Hawke's car.]
Prez Hawke: WHO THE FUCK IS THAT???
MystyWylde: I don't know, but look what's going on...
[The figure places a yellow rose under the windshield wiper of Hawke's car, with a little note attached. The figure once again, hanging their head slightly low, walks back to the cab and enters inside. The lights then shut completely off and the ignition dies. ]
Prez Hawke: Hawke: Sorry about this Mysty, but I am going to go investigate. You hold down the fort.
[Hawke gets up from the announcer's table and heads towards the back, as the show takes a commercial break.]
[Commercial Break]
Mysty Wylde: Well folks, for those of you rejoining me tonight, I have to say that our President seems to be having a little crisis backstage...Lets get on with our next match.
[ Just as the next match was about to be announced, Out from the back steps Scotty Awesome escorting little Johnny Hawke himself. the two come down and yanked the seat of "The Franchise".]
Mysty Wylde: Well, Hello there Little Johnny, You seem to be a big favorite around here lately. My, don't you look a lot like your Pop.
Little Hawke: YO... YO... YO... Little Hawke is in the House!!! And why thank you, Ho... Hey Ho, I heard a cool fact about you in the back. You want me to tell all your adoring fans.
Mysty Wylde: [Looks over at Mr. Awesome.] Well, if you're anything like your Dad, I'm sure you're just dying to tell. So be my guest.
Little Hawke: Alright you ask for it, sweetie. The fact going around in the back is that.. The reason you are at the head of the game is due to fact... You give the best head in the back.
Mysty Wylde: Alright there little man, I don't know where your Mommy is, but I'm sure she hasn't taught you all that type of language, so where did you hear that from?
Little Hawke: Don't try to bring my mommy into this. She can kick your ass, sweet thing. But for your 411, My G-Daddy told me all about you being a major freak. So, why don't give this damn waste of air time hosting jobbers show some ratings and you show me those PUPPIES!!!
Mysty Wylde: [shaking her head smiling.] You are definitely your father's son...So lets get on to this next match...
Ethan Nemesis vs. Hot Rod
Once the bell rang, Ethan and Hot Rod locked up right away. Ethan over powers Hot Rod, and manages to whip him into the ropes. Hot Rod makes an attempt to take Ethan out, but fails miserably by miss timing a major move. This make is over sooner than it started. Ethan Nemesis sends Hot Rod home battered and bruised.
Maybe Hot Rod should stick to rapping, because wrestling doesn't seem to be his sort of thing.
Winner: Ethan Nemesis
Little Hawke: See what I tell you a waste of air space.... Hell Hot Rod surely can't rap and he just showed the world. He can't wrestle either. Now like I was saying, Ms. Hot Tamale, give us fans what we want and show us those PUPPIES or I will get my daddy to fire you.
Mysty Wylde: Well, now little Hawke, I'm sure that these Puppies, you say, only come out when there is a full grown DOG in the house, so when you grow a couple feet, there son...Then you might be able to take a peek.
Little Hawke: All Right.... Well as you can see standing behind me is grown DOG like you said it. So pay up...
Mysty Wylde: Oh so this is your definitions of a big DOG? Come on little Hawke, I know your Daddy wouldn't agree on that, or at least his poor departed Fiancé'. Speaking of which, You like to think that Sassy will become your Mommy too?
Little Hawke: Yeah She is Hottie... Every time, I see her I get a craving for some milk. [Little Hawke hops out his seat and hops in Mysty's lap.] So come on baby, what is it going to take to get a little peek. G-Daddy told me. You would...
Mysty Wylde: Well, I guess you all heard the young man, What does everybody want?...[ Mysty stands to her feet]
Little Hawke: Yo... Yo... Yo.. Whoever want to see some puppies say "SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!!"
[The Crowd erupts with chants of SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!! SHOW ME THE PUPPIES!!!]
Mysty Wylde: [Mysty smiles ] Well, you always know Im just a crowd pleaser...
[Mysty begins lifting up her shirt, Just enough to give the crowd a taste.]
“Big”
Andy Studd vs. “All-American” Ric Johnson
The match went underway as a great head start for The "All American" Ric Johnson; through out the match he surely gave "The Big Man" Andy Studd a run for his money. Johnson pulled off a few cheap shots in on Studd, but couldn't hold a grudge for what Studd had in store for Johnson. The two battled it out with a mixture of power and brains, having the less of the two, Johnson came to out wit Studd a few times...But the Power behind the Man was just too much for Johnson to take, as "The Windy City Driver" was pounded right into The "All American" Ric Johnson.
Winner: "Big" Andy Studd
Mysty Wylde: This was pretty interesting if I do say so myself.
[Camera switches back to the parking deck, as we see Hawke lerking around for some answers. Hawke walks over to his car, picks up the rose, and looks at the note. [ If you want her, you will come ]
Prez Hawke: [Hawke Screams out loudly.] Show your damn selves or I will F*cking kill you were you stand!!
[As the cameras switches to back to Little Hawke and Mysty, Hawke is seen knocking over various stuff looking for any sign of the kidnapper.]
Mysty Wylde: Wow, looks like your Dad there is really mad...
Little Hawke: Yep and so am I... I am mad at you...
Mysty Wylde: Why sure I did...
Little Hawke: Did not...
Mysty Wylde: yes I did...
Little Hawke: Did NOT!!!
Mysty Wylde: alright Kid....enough is enough, play time is over....here, takes these, and listen to the action while we go on to our next match.
At the start of the match, Scott seems to take control. Only problem is, Chavo wanted to give him that false security, and turned things right around. Executing move after move, Chavo does not even give Scott a chance to recoup. Chavo has this victory in the bag, after delivering a wicked chair shot to the Scott's head. He goes for the pin ...1...2…3!
WINNER: Chavo Guatimeriz
Mysty Wylde: Well Little one, have anything to say about this match?
Little Hawke: Chavo is cool... He gives me rides on his Harley all the time.
Mysty Wylde: Hmmm, wonder why I haven't had any rides....[Mysty looks over toward Chavo.]
Little Hawke: He don't like teasers... So there...
Horizen vs. Deadly Nightshade & ANJEL
["I Don't Want To Be a Playa" by Big Pun. Instead of their usual outfits, Eric is wearing a slick blue pimp suit while Sage wears a red one with a big fur coat instead of the jacket Eric has. Eric's hat will be tilted sideways with a feather in it while Sage will be wearing his usual red bandana.]
[The lights dim way down, as a rolling fog seems to ooze from out of the back. An eerie melody begins to play as a crimson red light begins to pulsate sending off a wicked light show. Just as the mood is set the name DEADLY NIGHTSHADE & ANJEL flashes across the screen fading into the of a grave yard. As it's rusty wrought iron gates open, the Twins being escorted by Anjel step into view. They are seen in with their long hair cascading over their open puff shirts, hinting at the fact they only have very little underneath but a chain mail bikini top. They are also wearing short black shorts, and their wrestling boots. Anjel (insert her personal description or if her handler has sent something in, insert it there.) They pause listening to the boo(s) of the crowds. Nevaeh looks directly towards Hawke and grins. Then looks to the idiots Horizon. The lights go out, and come back on with the match already under way with the twins pounding away on the men of Horizon even before the bell rings.]
(This match took off quickly as Horizen made their way to the ring in their new "pimp" garb. As they entered the ring though, Anjel and Deadly Nightshade made their impressive entrance. The lights went out as the girls where standing on the ramp, and came back up with the three women in the ring already taking it to Horizen. The match settled down and went fairly well till a series of nut grabs, and compromising mounts set this match into an all out brawl. Horizen looked a little slow at the start, but drew momentum towards the end. Deadly Nightshade looked smooth, but never quite instep with Anjel, and this ultimately caused their down fall as Horizen managed to get a quick pin after Eric hit a Dragon suplex on Eve.)
Winner: Horizen
Little Hawke: SOBE RULES!!!!!!!
Mysty Wylde: What the hell is a SOBE?
Little Hawke: It is drink...You ditz...
Mysty Wylde: well forgive me for not being HIP on that subject. Let's head back stage, I see something going on in the locker room area.
Little Hawke: Hopefully.. It is some Puppy Action
(Backstage within the Women's Champion Locker room. We see Vipress and Raine talking briefly only minutes before the match. Raine is seen in a dark gray plain sports bra like half shirt. Her hands taped up like that of a boxer. Her hair securely tied back in a French braid. She paces the floor, while Vipress is kicking back in the chair wearing blue jeans and a Red and White Bra with Canadian Maple Leafs over the nipple area here with her hair pulled back in pony tail.)
VIPRESS: "Sit down, you are giving me a head ache. What are you so worried about?"
RAINE: "I am not. I am just focusing, something you should be doing Vipress. Megan may be a bit hot tempered, and that may give us an advantage, but still...You have to face it. Going in unprepared for anything possible and you will be the one going to the hospital.. Not them."
*Vipress rolls her eyes. Raine glares at Vipress."
RAINE: "I have been at this longer than you. I always get tense before a match."
VIPRESS: "Ok girl, but I think if you don't chill, Megan has already gotten to you."
*Raine looks to Vipress.*
RAINE: "I think that girl has lost it personally. Yes what happened was tragic, but she has flown off the handle."
VIPRESS: "You are not too far behind her Raine."
RAINE: "Shut up!"
* Scene cuts back to the announcers. *
Little Hawke: Ahh seeing Raine... Just remind me of another story I heard in the back.
Mysty Wylde: What's that youngen
Little Hawke: I heard that when she stayed with 'Piper' for that 24 hour period. He made her really clean his pipes good. If you know what I mean.
Mysty Wylde: I'm shocked at you little Hawke, Where on Earth did you hear this stuff?
Little Hawke: DUH!!! Piper told me... For a girl, you are sure dumb. Now bring out the puppies.
Mysty Wylde: What ever little man...Now On to our main event...This is going to be a Slaughter house...and here comes YOUR Puppies...boy....
“Free Bird” Megan Forrester & Claire Daniels vs. Raine Dawson & Vipress
[As “FreeBird” By Lynard Skynard
plays over the Extreme O Tron, Pyros of black and red shoot up across the air
and into the crowd, as she steps out from behind the stage. Megan wears a gray half knit t-shirt that reads
“FreeBird” across the front, black biker shorts with knee high black and red
wrestling boots and her hair is pulled up in a pony tail with her blonde streaks
hanging down in her face. She comes
out well focused and never smiles to the crowd.
She is a very intense wrestler.]
[The lights dim as the beginning cords to the song "Zombie" by the Cranberries begin to play, with the soft hint of rain falling in the back ground....A bright flash followed by a crackle of thunder sound... Singling a marvelous set of silver pyro-techniques to go off through out the arena.
From the back, the current EWA's Women's World Champ steps into view, as her name is now being displayed over the big screen with a storm set background.
Raine is seen in a dark gray plain sports bra like half shirt. Her Hands taped up like that of a boxer. Her hair securely tied back in a French braid. She poses briefly holding her fists up urging the crowd louder. Surprisingly they their cheers become wild with excitement as she then smiles waving to the crowd. Raine makes her way to the ring, and slips in keeping all attention focused on her opponents.]
(This match started off quickly with Raine and Megan going hard at it. But momentum switched to favor the more powerful Megan. The “Pied Piper” Kirk Visconty came out and set up a chair on the ramp and watched this match go down while munching on some popcorn and drinking a large coke. Megan and Claire really kept Raine away from her partner and worked her over well from their corner. These two women worked fairly well as partners.
A slip up by Claire cost them any chance for a quick pin as Raine knocked her out of the ring with a desperation standing drop kick. Megan tried her best, but Raine made the tag and Vipress came in like lightning. Megan and Vipress traded blows for a while, but Vipress seeing she was losing the battle, pulled a quick arm drag and tagged in Raine.
Raine managed to stop Megan from tagging in Claire and the two went at it like there was no tomorrow. A series of martial arts moves by both women wowed the crowd, but Megan pulled a cheap shot, and finally made the tag. Both Megan and Claire worked on Raine as Vipress tried to come in and make the save. The ref stopped her, but Megan and Claire took that extra time to try to do some serious damage to Raine’s legs.
Finally the ref got Megan out of the ring and Claire and Raine went at it. Claire started off good, but Raine quickly went technical on her, and she couldn’t hang. Raine went for the pin and got a near three count, but Megan made the save. Vipress came in and nearly tore Megan’s head off with a diving clothesline. The ref was swamped and didn’t see Claire pull Megan’s strap out and use it on Raine.
Meanwhile Vipress and Megan where outside the ring destroying the announcers table. Vipress and Raine got a lucky break when Claire went for a suicide splash and caught nothing but ground, as Vipress moved quickly out of the way. Megan chased Claire into the ring, only to realize that her temper just landed her in hot water, as she was now in the ring with both Raine and Vipress. Raine and Vipress worked Megan over with a series of good team moves, but Claire managed to pull Raine off the top rope as she was setting Megan up for something big. Raine went down hard on the steel steps to the ring, and Megan and Claire took this time to take it to Vipress.
The end came when Megan got the pin after she hit her finisher, The 69er drop. Raine tried to make the save, but Claire held her off. The fans booed as the ref missed that Claire was the legal woman in the ring, not Megan.)
Winner: “Free Bird” Megan Forrester & Claire Daniels
Mysty Wylde: WOW...This was a great showing of who really is the best in the business...Not only did Megan pull off a win...She graced it with style...
Little Hawke: Your bitch cheated...
Mysty Wylde: [laughing] YEAH!!!! I KNOW.....
The camera switches forcefully to the back stage area, where we can see Hawke still frantically yelling out for the kidnappers. Hawke is seen walking along a tall stack of pallets, he looks up incase someone happens to drop down, and he goes around the corner...
Prez Hawke: YOUR DEAD NOW!!!
From out around the corner stands the figure with the long black trench coat, the figure's head is in a lowered position, and all you can see is the top of the black hat. slowly the figure begins to raise it's head, and from what you see is the figure's arms slowly reaching out toward Hawke, as it appears to be that the figure's legs are buckling out from underneath. Hawke on reflex, catches the fallen figure in his arms as he snatches the black hat from off the figure's head, only to reveal...SASSY...
[ in a faint voice....] Honey...I'm home.......
Camera fades to black