Deathrow 20th May
Power Trip
*Moments
ago*
A
cameraman bursts out of the fire exit of the arena, the camera pitchure very
rocky as he runs down the steps and comes to a swift halt as a massive Diesal
Truck with carriage comes careening round the corner its tires screeching past
the cameraman who pans to watch it pull a sharp handbrake turn. The carriage
spinning round as if it were slow motion smashing into the 4WF Truck.
The
door of the Diesal Truck bursts open and Mystara drops down carrying his short
sticks in his left hand. Beastly climbs down behind him as Warlord gets out the
other side followed by the Mystery Man and his lovely wife Lauren Michaels.
Mystara:
Oh is Bratcher ever gonna be pissed!
Lauren:
How are they going to pack up the ring tonight without the promotions truck?
Beastly:
Bratcher and those damned Ikonz can carry it to next week's show for all I care.
Bad
Blood heads back towards the fire exit, Lauren staying close to her man, knowing
Ewm is around the arena some place. The cameraman starts backing away from the
imposing sight of two of the biggest wrestlersi n the business, the World
Heavyweight Champion and a hardcore fanatic. He trips, and goes falling over the
raillings of the ramp to hit the concrete below. The camera rolling severall
feet to land on a slop looking over the railings next to the Fire Exit to see
Warlord pull the door open again and the five walk into the building..
*Brief
4WF Retribution Promo Clip*
The
fans in the sold out arena, wait in eager anticipation for the show to begin.
The dark match comes to an end and the stage erupts in a sudden burst of flames
and pyros searing off into the rafters. Sparks erupt from above the ring, flames
leap out of the ringposts and the fans erupt in cheers as the DeathRow movie
plays on the MegaTron. A camera pans across the fans to see all the signs
"Bad Blood is thicker than Water", "Your my hero!",
"Buy 400lbs of lard today".
Kave
Quinn: Welcome to the show! Welcome to DeathRow!
Bret:
Were coming to you as always Live! from another sold out arena!
Kave:
As we've already seen Bad Blood is in the house, and Michaels wife is with them.
Personally I don't think thats wise with this personal feud between Ewm and
Michaels not over yet. Then again with her being here it gives her four body
guards.
Bret:
Yeah, Ewm has no chance of getting through all of Bad Blood to get at her. He
thought he could get to her in the UK when all he had in his way was Michaels
and he failed. Now hes got the entire bad blood en masse tonight.
Kave:
Tonight we also have the final two first round matches in the Supreme
Tournament. Double D will face Allstar. Can the Four Time Hardcore champ further
cement the legend that is DD by going on to win the Supreme Title??
Bret:
I'm not sure, just like I'm not sure who will be the opponent of Jace tonight.
Kave:
A lot of names have been thrown round - Hellfire, Mystara, Sane.. but I guess we
won't know untill the actual match.
Bret:
We've also got the Little Snake .vs. MPB rematch in a hell in a cell!
Kave:
Thats python. And yes we do, plus its for the $100,000 from last week. Security
managed to get most of it back and the Board advocated the rest last night. One
has to wonder though, wether the snake python is bringing will come into play?
Will it frighten MPB? Will he get bitten?????
Bret:
I dunno.. I'd sure hate to be him.
Kave:
And yo...
Bret:
Don't even mention my match!!!!
"Momma
raised a Hellraiser" hits suddenly and the fans react in a chorus of boo's
for the 4WF's Owner and CEO Jeremy Bratcher who walks slowly out onto the stage.
The CEO has a mic in his hand and he looks out across the thousands of fans in
the Knoxville, Tennessee at the Thompson-Bolling Arena. He walks down the ramp
to his music fans being kept at bay by security. He rounds the ring and climbs
up the steel steps, arrogantly staring back to the fans before ducking under the
top rope and climbing into the ring. He brings the mic to his lips.
Bratcher:
Cut my music!
Kave:
Looks like the boss has something to say!
Bratcher:
For the last three months.. this Federation. MY Federation has been plagued by
bad workers, by time wasters, by money hungry egotistical jerks.
Kave:
Does he mean the Ikonz?
Bratcher:
Well not any more! Because tonight I and the Ikonz are taking back control of my
company. OutsiderZ! Bad Blood! No longer can you run rough shot all over this
federation, now I will make damn sure you keep on a leash starting tonight when
Belly defeats the lot of you "Bad Blood" pansies.
Kave:
I guess he wasnt.
Bret:
Its about time somebody took control of this company!
Bratcher:
Tonight, is the begining of the end for you rogue factions. Because as CEO and
Owner of this Federation I may not have the ability to cancel matches made by
the Commishiner. But I can change the stipulations!
Kave:
Whats he getting at...?
Bratcher:
Tonight.. in this very ring. Bad Blood will fight Belly, Ewm and Bad Guy in a
four on three match. But now, if Belly manages to pin The Mystery Man Chris
Michaels. Then he WILL be the World Heavyweight Champion!
The
fans erupt in outrage at this decision which gives Belly the advantage with two
of Michaels biggest enemies pounding the living day lights out of him before
Belly can get the pin.
Kave:
I cant believe it!
The
Megatron suddenly comes alive to reveal the VIP room and the Commishioner Mark
Hossack sat on the sofa with a lady on either side of him. He's drinking a can
of beer and pauses putting it down to smile at the camera.
Hossack:
Hold on a minute Boss.
The
crowd erupts in cheer's for the commishioner which takes him a back a little
bit, Bratcher looking either side in horror at the fans cheering the
"Chosen Commishioner" who just days ago revealed that he was the
Mystery Attacker that put Belly out of the Main Event allowing Chris Michaels to
win the World Heavyweight Title and the set up of Bad Blood.
Bratcher:
What do you want Mark??
Hossack:
Is that anyway to speak to your Chosen One?
Bratcher:
After Addiction, maybe I should reconsider who the Chosen One is.
Hossack:
Ooo big talk there boss. Now, I haven't come to reminice about the week that was. No, I've come to make a deciscion on top
of yours... should we say in the interest of fairness...
Bratcher:
...What are you getting at Mark?
Hossack:
Call me sir.
The
fans erupt in laughter at hossack who smiles, Bratchers temper flaring.
Hossack:
Now, you seem to have felt that if ONLY Belly pins Michaels that he will become
world champion. Well.. in the interest of fairness I feel this should be
ammended. If either Belly, Ewm OR The Bad Guy pin Michaels they will become
World Heavyweight Champion.
Kave:
Oh my god! Hossack just dropped a bombshell in the plans of bratcher and belly.
We thought the tension on the so called "Unpredictables" team was
running high but now with all three having a chance of walking away the
HEavyweight Champion of the World things are gonna explode tonight!
Hossacks
laughter can be heard as the MegaTron fades and "Momma Raised a
Hellraiser" hits. Bratcher
seem's aghast at what just happened. Could making Hossack Commishioner of been a
bad thing? The CEO makes his way solemnly.. slowly.. as if in a daze to the
ropes, climbing out and up the ramp backstage to the jeer's of the fans.
Bret: Well until the main event, we have got a hell of alot to get through
Kave:
And next we have one of the most brutal types of match ups!
Bret: That's right this match is non other then a triple threat match!
Triple Threat Match
Apocalypse Vs Justin Vincible Vs Makaveli
Wake up, by rage against the machine blasts through the arena. Shouts of
boos and you suck can be heard as Apocalypse walks down the isle and slides into
the ring.
Bret: How can these people boo a man such as The Apocalypse! They
must be crazy!
Take a look around, blares around the arena and Jusin Vincible walks up to the
ramp to an ok pop. He walks down the ring with his title thrown over his
shoulder, slides into the ring, and stares down Apocalypse as the two charge at
eachother. They lock up as Vincible gets the edge with an uppercut.
Makevile the Don's music plays as he appears charging down the isle. The
fans are screaming for this monster as he slides into the ring. Both
Vincible and Apocalypse charge at him but he hits a double clothesline. The
crowd screams to the approval of Makevil!
Kave: Look at the strength by Makevil! It's outrageous!
Apocalypse and Vincible get up join hands and act like they're gonna charge at
Makevil when Vincible pulls his arm around and hits a big clothesline on
Apocalypse. Makevil charges at Vincible who ducks down to flip Makevil
over but Makevil counters with a big reverse swinging kneck breaker. He
goes for the cover 1,2, no Apocalypse breaks up the three count.
Bret: That could've been it, but a smart move by Apocalypse kept both men
still in the match up!
Apocalypse grabs Makevil and hits him with a big right hand then sends him into
the corner. Apocalypse runs at Makevil but Makevil sticks up the boot and
nails Apocalypse across the face who turns around and has Vincible going for a
spear but Apocalypse moves then Makevil moves too, as Vincible goes shoulder
first into the steel bar.
Kave: A big screw up right there by Vincible!
Makevil grabs Apocalypse and sets him up for a vertical suplex. He lifts
him up and slams him hard! Makevil climbs to the top rope and leabs off
hitting a huge leg drop onto Apocalypse! Vincible gets up and climbs to
the top rope behind Makevil. Makevil gets up turns around and is met with
a huge tornado DDT by Justin Vincible!
Bret: What a manuever by one half of the tag team championship! Justin
Vincible!
Kave: Yeah even I have to admit that was a nice move.
Apocalypse gets back up as Vincible goes for the pin on Makevil. He gets
the 1,2, Apocalypse trys to jump onto Vincible but Vincible moves and Apocalypse
hits and elbow drop onto Makevil! Vincible runs at Apocalypse but
Apocalypse counters and hits a huge swing spinebuster! Apocalypse
gets back up and throws his arms in the air as the crowd boos and Makevil gets
back up grabbing the arms of Apocalypse and nails a big full nelson slam. He
goes for the 1,2...
Kave: THREE!
Bret: Nooooo Apocalypse some how gets his shoulder up!
Vincible gets back up and hits a big kick to the mid section on Makaevil. He
runs at Apocalypse and trys to hit a hurricanrunna but can't get his body up
that far and is met with a huge counter powerbomb by Apocalypse!
Makaevil runs and hits a double forearm to the kneck of
Apocalypse who leans down but
stays on his feet. Makeveli bounces off the ropes and wraps his legs
around Apocalypse going for the famasser but Apocalypse brings his head up swing
Makaevils legs who are still attached firmly around Apocalypse's kneck!
Makaevil then turns and flips sending Apocalypse flying thanks to a
hurricanrunna!
Kave: What a manuever by Makaevil! He was reversed yet he stuck with
it and a good thing happened when it was done with!
Makeveli goes over to vincible and picks him up by his hair, yet only to kick him in the gut and give him a DDT onto the canvas.
Bret: Did you see that, Vincible was picked up and got knocked straight back down by a tremendous DDT.
Apoc has time to get to his feet, but instead of going after Makeveli, he turns his attention towards Vincible, as they both pick him up. Apoc gives Vincible a huge right hand which sends him stumbling round and moving towards Mak who is over the other side of the ring...Mak gives Vincible yet another punch which sends him back to Apoc.
Kave: Makeveli and Apocalypse are working together!! I cant believe it!!
Bret: They are just punishing Vincible now.
Apoc gives Vincible a well executed standing drop kick which sends him back to the canvas, but Mak runs off the ropes and deleivers a very well executed Leg drop to Vincible. As Mak stands up, both Apoc and Mak stare at each other.
Bret: It looks as if the team work is over!!
Apoc and Mak lock up in the middle of the ring, Apoc gains the upper hand with a irish whip into the ropes...Mak ducks underneath Apoc's attempt of a clothesline, but Vincible pulls down the top rope, send Mak flying over the top rope to the floor. Apoc looks over the ropes at Mak on the outside as Vincible, attempts a School boy pin on Apoc from behind...
ONE
TWO
THREE
Bret: Nooooooooooo.........Apoc managed to kick out just in the nick of time!!!!
Makeveli gets up off the floor onto the apron, about to come back into the ring, Just as Vincible runs back at apoc, but Apoc ducks under Vincibles arm, and Vincible collides with Mak, sending Mak flying off the aprom onto the barricade, smacking his head.
Kave: Vincible just knocked Makeveli off the apron onto the barricade, that had got to hurt.
Apoc takes advantage by runging up behind Vincible and rebounding him off the ropes, and rolling him up...
ONE
TWO
THREE
Bret: Apoc has Won!!
Vincible kicks out, just that few seconds too late as the referee calls for the bell, and declares Apoc as the winner...
Vincible leaves the ring obviously upset with himself and with the result, as the referee raises Apoc's hand...but from behind Makeveli attacks him with a forearm to the back!!, and he grabs his head setting him up in the inverted DDT...
Kave: What is Makeveli doing?? this isnt fair...He is just a saw loser.
Bret: But technically, he never lost.
Makaveli leaves the ring as his music hits, with his arms in the air, and a big smile on his face as he sees Apoc just getting back to his feet after he attacked him from behind and then deleivered his Inverted DDT.
Bret: Well apart from the result, that was a great match!!
Kave:
Well Bret, your right that was a great match but we’ve got a great line up of
matches ahead of us, and by my card its time for Smash v Dustin
Bret: In one of the most unfair matches ever made, I mean Wotto as the referee, you got to be kidding
Special Referee Match
Dustin
Thiesen Vs Smash ref/Wotto
Just
them a long SMMMAAAAAASSSSSSHHHH!!!! Echoes through the arena as the fans come
to life as does the Bret Hart theme, Wotto makes his way out as the screams get
louder for the Outsider who is wearing a black and white striped referee shirt.
Wotto climbs into the ring and asks for a mic from Tony Jordan
Bret:
He isn’t gonna speak is he
Kave:
We haven’t heard much from him this week, I think he has been home gathering
his thoughts on the Jace and Totto situation
Bret:
Wotto gathering his thoughts, it wouldn’t take him too long
Kave:
Stop it
Wotto
stands in the middle of the ring and raises the mic to his lips “The Following
match will be one fall, coming first is my follow team mate and member of the
OutsiderZ, SMASH…….” The fans jump to their feet again as the Wolfpack
theme hits and the cruiserweight makes his way and and quickly runs down the
ramp and slides under the ropes. “And his opponent is,” Wotto looks to the
fans with a puzzled look on his face “actually, who the hell is Dustbin
Thieson” the fans laugh at the mocking of Dustin
While
Wotto and Smash high five in the ring ‘damn it feels good to be a gansta’
hits and Dustin Thiesen dressed in his usual black ring attire makes his way out
as the fans boo him relentlessly. Thiesen makes his way down to the ramp and
walks around the ring and slowly climbs in. Wotto raises the mic back to his
lips. “Now I want a clean fight, Smash, coz me and you run with the same pack,
doesn’t mean I’m not gonna call it down the middle, and Dustbin, just
because you’re a nobody who cries and complains about fast counts, doesn’t
mean I’m not gonna call it down the middle, So time keeper, ring that Bell”
Tony Jordan rings the bell as Wotto throws the mic out of the ring
Kave:
Wotto is having a little fun
Bret:
Well I hope Dustin wipes that smirk of his face
Kave:
Why you heard him, he said he will call it down the middle
Smash
and Thiesen circle around the ring as Wotto steps out of the way, The two look
up into a grapple and Thiesen comes out winding up Smashes arm, Thiesen twists
the arm of the youngster, who flips forward, then backwards and then lands a
jumping calf kick, knocking Dustin down. The fans give a little cheer as Smash
jumps to his feet with Dustin, but knocks him down with another jumping calf
kick and another.
Kave:
great speed here by the Outsider, Dustin cant get a move in
Bret:
Shut up
Dustin
slowly climbs to his feet as Smash runs to the ropes, Smash leaps through the
air but is caught by Dustin who delivers a back breaker, Smash falls to the mat
in a heap and Wotto runs over to him
Bret:
This isn’t fair, Wotto is blocking Theisen
Kave:
But it looks like Smash is telling him to get out of the way.
Wotto
gets back to his feet as Dustin barges past him and picks Smash up by the hair,
Dustin delivers a few herd rights knocking him back into the corner, Theisen
picks Smash up to the top turnbuckle and hammers him with a few more shots to
the head, Theisen then climbs up his self and raises his arm in the air, and
this gives Smash some time, Smash kicks him in the gut and grabs his head,
nailing a tornado DDT from the top turnbuckle as the fans go wild
Kave:
What a manoeuvre by the cruiserweight
Bret:
that was a low blow
Kave:
No it wasn’t, Smash is showing his quickness.
Smash
gets back to his feet and jumps over the ropes onto the apron, he then leaps
over the ropes perfectly executing a guillotine leg drop, he makes the cover as
Wotto goes to the mat “ONE – TWO – TH” Dustin gets his shoulder up
Kave:
Near fall their
Bret:
No it was a fast count
Kave:
How can you say that, it was perfect
Bret:
You would say that though wouldn’t you
Kave:
Well the fans are getting a good match up, and seem to be enjoying the match
Bret:
Those idiots, Ha, they know nothing
Kave:
So why is that then
Bret:
We gave them an IQ test and the results came back negative
Kave:
Your unbelievable, anyway back to the action
Smash
irish whips Dustin to the ropes and as he runs back to him he jumps in the air
and looks to land a hurricaneranna, but Dustin keeps a hold of him in the air
and brings him down with a devastating power bomb, Dustin hooks the leg “ONE
– TWO” Smash gets his shoulder up. As Thiesen stands up and begins to Bad
mouth Wotto
Bret:
Slow count
Kave:
Shut it
Wotto
looks at Dustin and flips him the bird, this angers Thiesen who goes to strike
the ref but doesn’t, Wotto begins to laugh at him, Dustin turns around and
walks into a diving head scissors from the top rope by Smash
Kave:
What an amazing move
Bret:
C’mon Dustin
Smash
quickly gets to his feet and nails a front flip on Dustin, the fans begin to
cheer as Smash is getting some momentum, Smash picks Thiesen up by the air and
nails a jump swinging DDT, putting Dustin back on the mat, Smash makes the cover
“ONE – TWO – THR” Thiesen pushes Smash of him as he gets to his feet and
shakes his head. Smash runs at him but Thiesen knocks him down with a thunderous
clothes line, Dustin then begins to stomp on Smash continuously, Wotto
intervenes to stop in but Thiesen pushes him out of the way and continues to
stomp the cruiserweight. Wotto looks at the referee shirt and then back at
Dustin, Wotto grabs Thiesen and throws him to the other side of the ring.
Bret:
Hey he cant do that
Kave:
He is doing his job
Bret:
But he can’t touch a wrestler like that
Kave:
Dustin manhandled Wotto first
Wotto
is shouting to Dustin, as Smash slowly gets to his feet, Wotto steps out of the
way, Dustin has his eye on Wotto, as smash goes for a roundhouse kick, Dustin
grabs his leg and delivers a suplex and then poses for the fans who boo him.
Wotto looks at him and then Wotto poses for the fans who cheer, Thiesen looks at
him in disgust as he picks Smash up throws him to the ropes and nails the
superkick, Smash goes back to the ropes and walks straight into the
fisherman’s neck breaker.
Bret:
its over its over
Kave:
is it
Dustin
makes the cover as Wotto climbs the turnbuckle and gets bigger cheers from the
fans, Dustin looks around and sees Wotto posing. Dustin climbs from up the
fallen Smash, Thiesen goes behind Wotto and pulls him from the turnbuckle and
gets right in his face.
Kave:
all hell could break loose here
Bret:
Thiesen think about it,
Kave:
Wotto can DQ him
Bret:
Dustin had the match won anyway
Thiesen
is really getting angry at Wotto, who is just laughing at him, Thiesen then
slaps the Outsider and Wotto looks at him in anger, Thiesen has a look of worry
on his face as Wotto lays into him with various lefts and rights, Wotto flips
him the bird and nails the Wotto stunner as the fans jump to their feet.
Bret:
No No no, he cant do that
Kave:
Well erm he just did
Wotto
goes over to smash and helps the youngster to his feet, Smash slowly climbs the
turnbuckle as the screaming fans get louder, Smash stands high as he leaps
through the air and nails the Smasher to perfection on Dustin, he makes the
cover as Wotto goes down and the fans count with him “ONE – TWO – THREE”
The bell rings as the Wolfpack theme hits
Bret:
Screwjob, Dustin had it won
Kave:
Well it was Smash who emerged victorious
Wotto
grabs a mic as the OutsiderZ make their way up the ramp “HEY DUSTBIN, now that
is how the OutsiderZ screw someone, no fast counts, just a simple ass
whipping” Wotto throws down the mic as Bret Hart theme hits and him and Smash
make their way to the back
Kave:
Well a win for Smash there
Bret:
I cant believe it, I thought Wotto would cut it down the middle
Kave: He did till Dustin assaulted him. I suppose that will teach Dustin a lesson
The
MegaTron comes alive to show the Commishioners office. Hossack is drinking some
champagne with one of the ladies
sat across his lap when the door of the office bursts open and an enraged Dustin
Thiesen storms in, furious. Hossack almost drops the glass in his hand and
ushers the lady off him, rising to meet the furious Dustin.
Hossack:
Whoa whoa whoa. Calm down now. Where's the fire?
Dustin:
It'll be in this bloody room if you don't grant my request!
Hossack:
And what request would that be?
Dustin
kicks over a lamp furious pacing back and forth.
Dustin:
I want a rematch
Hossack:
... with smash?
Dustin:
YES WITH SMASH WHO BLOODY ELSE!!! I got screwed by the little runt and his pal
in our match and want another chance to kick his ass from pillar to post.
Hossack
picks up the lamp and sets it up straight nodding turning back.
Hossack:
Its yours.
Dustin
blinks stopping in mid stride, his fury subsiding for a moment as he stares
blankly at Hossack not believing his request was granted so easily.
Hossack:
Hey there isn't a group of wrestlers I hate more than the OutsiderZ. So
ofcourse, by all means. You got your rematch next week.
Dustin
Smiles and shakes Marks hand feverishly.
Dustin:
Thankyou! Thankyou Mr Hossack!
Dustin
turns and runs back out of the door as Hossack shaking his head refills his
glass of champagne, shutting the door with one hand he turns round to the women.
Hossack:
Good luck mate.
He
mumbles and sits back down in between the ladies as te screen fades giggles
heard.
*Commercial Break*
Suddenly there's a huge explosion from the stage as all goes quiet and a single pyro shoots high above the ring. It's explosion triggers two even louder explosions again from the stage which in turn trigger "In Bloom" to play greeting the arrival of J through the thick veil of smoke. As the smoke clears he stands proudly with his hands on his hips and the Cruiserweight title firmly strapped around his waist. The main portion of the crowd are booing with few cheering him on.
Kave: This isnt scheduled?
Bret: Well Ronny Boyle is in the ring, so someone knows about it
Kave: Oh well...lets hear what he has to say
He begins towards the ring but walks
slowly absorbing the atmosphere from the crowd. As he inhales deeply a half full
bottle of water slung from the crowd smashes him on the head which wipes the
smile straight of his face. He immediately picks up the botle and lobs it back
into the crowd as the boos continue. He starts towards the ring again where he
steps up onto the canvas and enters between the ropes joining Ronny in the ring.
As he gets to the centre of the ring he smiles again and unstraps his belt
hoisting it high into the air. As his music fades out he throws the belt over
his shoulder and signals that he's ready to talk. Ronny approaches with the mic
and begins talking.
Ronny- "Well it's good to see you J, we haven't heard from you since your
title defence against the Juice, the match you were calling the real title
match, rulling out your victory against Smash due to the way you won. Do you
feel any better about your title now?"
J- "What do you think? I told everyone before the match that I was
disapointed with the original title match and that I wouldn't call myself a
champion until I could be proud to wear this belt and now that I've defended the
belt fairly against one of todays top cruiserweights I can be proud to wear
it."
Ronny- "So you consider the Juice to be a worthy competitor?"
J- "Well when I say one of todays top cruiserweights you have to judge that
by his competition, he may be the best of that crowd of useless lightweight
nobodies but he's got a hell of a long way to go until he gets anywhere near my
level."
Ronny- "Moving on to tonight, are you disapointed that you weren't on the
card for tonights event?"
J- "Not at all and I can fully understand the reasoning behind it
too."
Ronny- "They thought you weren't up to another match after your recent
string of title matches?"
J looks straight at Ronny as he says this
then snatches the mic from him.
J- "From now on you don't speak until I tell you you can, okay?"
Ronny nods in agreement to this as J
continues to talk.
J- "Despite what you may think Ronny I am up to any match they could throw
at me and there is an alternative reason for not including me in this week. I've
already touched on this tonight but I'll mention it again, it's the standards of
the cruiserweight division. They're pathetic! You asked me before if I was proud
to wear the belt but in actual fact it only proves what I already knew and tried
to tell all of you ignorant people. I am the best and I know it but I need a
challenge, someone to test me, someone who could even threaten my position at
the top. For now I'm proud to be recognised as the best but what I really want
is more of a challenge and it had better happen soon!"
Ronny motions to J that he has something to J as he grudgingly holds out
the mic. Ronny reaches his head over and speaks into it.
Ronny- "So your saying that your title is on the line for anyone willing to
challenge you?"
J- "Exactly but unless they do actually prove a challenge it wont be worth
it."
Ronny- "okay... can I have my mic back?"
J- "No."
Ronny- "Well i need it to do the rest of the interview..."
J- "You can have it back after the show... if your lucky."
Ronny- "Okay lets just get on with this. Actually there's not much I can
ask you. I was going to ask you what you thought about the current cruiserweight
competition but i think you've covered that..."
J- "There is none"
Ronny- "...you know what I have nothing else to ask you, so unless you have
anything else to say..."
J- "I don't think I like your attitude Ronny, you have no respect for those
above you. You should just accept your position and learn to crawl along the
bottom with everyone else here, take a look around at this crowd. You can learn
a lot from them.
The crowd start booing and chanting as Ronny just laughs it off.
Ronny- "Well I guess that's all for now you should probablly get back to
your training now."
J- "Right, of course I should, here's your mic. Now if you'll excuse me I
need to be somewhere else"
J walks up the ramp and exits backstage as Ronny waits in the ring until he's
gone.
Bret: Well J had a few things to say then, and i guess he decided he wanted to say them Live on Deathrow!
Kave: I guess your
right...............Hey Bret…guess what time it
is!!
Bret: What?.....Oh No.........It’s not yet is it?
Kave: Oh yea…this is going to be fun…
Special Challenge Match
Impaler Vs Bret
Spiner
Tony Jordan: And Entering the ring
now, weighing in at 153lbs…The 4WF Play by Play man…Bret Spiner!!!
The crowd start cheering as Bret
takes off his headset and stands up. Before
he moves from behind the announce table, he takes a look around the arena, and
takes a big gulp as he slowly and cautiously makes his way around to the stairs,
and walks up them, one by one, until he finally is in the ring, standing in the
turnbuckle, not looking very sure about his match.
Kave: HA, I don’t think I have ever
seen Bret this scared before…But folks, he promised me, that he is going to
win this match. I don’t know how
he is going to manage it…but he says he has a plan
As Bret is waiting nervously in the
ring, Cemetery Gates by Pantera starts to echo around the arena as The arena
turns pitch black as the crowd waits in eager anticipation of who is making
there way down to ringside. A single spotlight shines down on the stage, and
reveals the figure of the Impaler. He takes a knee, and bows his head down. He
slowly raises his head, along with his opposite arm. After a few moments, he
makes his way down to ringside, slowly, but surely. Once there, he climbs the
second turnbuckle and taunts the fans, as an infamous "Impaler Sucks"
chant arises from the massive crowd. As
the referee rings the bell, Impaler turns his head and looks directly over Bret
Spiner who is standing in the corner, not quite knowing what to do.
Kave: This match is officially on its
way, and I am really glad I am not Bret Spiner right now.
Impaler starts to walk over to Bret,
who takes a look over at Kave, which Kave responds by waving at him with a huge
smile on his face. Bret looks back
at Impaler, who attempts the grapple, but Bret runs behind Impaler, over to the
other side of the ring. Impaler
turns around with a look of frustration in his eyes, as he walks back over to
the other corner. Bret attempts to
run past him again, But Impaler manages to grab hold of the back of his pants.
Bret try’s to get away, as Impaler releases the pants, and Bret goes
flying to the floor.
Kave: HA…Impaler hasn’t even done
anything yet, and Bret is on the floor…I can see this is going to be a long
match.
Bret quickly regains his feet, but
before he manages to stand up on his own, Impaler picks him up by the scruff of
his shirt. Impaler takes back his
hand and clenches his fist, but before he throws the punch, he looks around at
the attending crowd, who are screaming for him not to do it…He doesn’t seem
so sure in himself…
Kave: I wonder if Impaler will
actually hit Bret…he did say earlier in the week he wouldn’t hit…we will
soon see.
Impaler looks back at Spiner, but is
less confident than he was a minute ago, but then Spiner mumbles something,
which turns Impaler's face sour, and just before he goes to throw his punch,
Spiner swings back his leg and kicks Impaler between the legs, right in the
crown jewels!
Kave: Oh My GOD!!! That has got to
hurt!!! Bret pulled off a life saving move their, surely he can take
advantage…and I wonder if Impaler will ever be able to have kids…that is
assuming he was able to before hand, ha
Impaler drops to his knees as he
holds his lower region, as Bret looks surprised that he made the Xtreme champion
go down to his knees. He looks at
Impaler and then slides out of the ring, and runs back over to his commentary
position.
Kave: Bret, your fighting not
commentating
Bret: I ain’t here to talk, I just
want this.
Bret folds up his chair, and slides
back into the ring with it, where he waits for Impaler to get back to his feet.
As he does, Bret raises the chair above his head and runs towards Impaler
with the chair. As he nears Impaler,
who is in the corner turnbuckle, he swings the chair over his head, but Impaler
ducks and rolls out of the ring, making the chair hit the turnbuckle…but
instead of just hitting the turnbuckle, it bounces back off it, and hits Bret in
the face, sending him straight to the canvas.
Kave: Bret has just knocked himself
out with the chair…It bounced off the turnbuckle and went back into his face.
Impaler looks back into the ring, not
quite knowing what to do, but then he just simply rolls back into the
ring…grabs hold of the referee and tells him to pin…as he puts one foot on
top of Bret’s chest, as the referee makes the count…ONE…TWO…THREE
Kave: Impaler has done it…he has
overcome all of the odds and defeated the great, the only, Bret Spiner…Who
would have believed it folks? HA
Cemetery Gates starts to play as
Impaler grabs his belt From Tony Jordan and makes his way up the ramp, as Bret
remains in the ring, a little dazed.
Kave: Well folks, Impaler actually
did it, he defeated Bret Spiner without hitting him once, who would have
believed it…Not me, I thought he would have hit him at least 20 or 30 times
and then pinned him.
Bret slowly gets to his feet to a
mixed reaction from the crowd of cheers and laughter, as he goes back to his
commentary position at ringside.
Kave: Well Bret, you sure put up a
good fight there then!!
Bret: My head hurts like hell!!
Kave: That’s because you
hit yourself over the head with your chair, HAHA
Kave: Well Bret, just take a look at this huge
structure of a Hell In A Cell that is coming down.
Bret: I know…Inside this structure, anything can
happen, its where careers can be made or broken.
Kave: Just imagine what would have happened if your
match with Impaler was inside a steel cage.
Bret: Look, there is no need whatsoever to even mention
that match anymore…OK…so just leave it alone.
Kave: How is your head anyway, after you smacked your
chair over your own head.
Bret: I told you not to mention that!!
Kave: Well…The Hell in a Cell is nearly fixed down
around the ring…and this match is about ready to start.
Bret: This match is going to b physical to the end!!!
Grudge Hell In A Cell Match
MPB Vs Python
As the cage is firmly fitted around, Rollin’ starts
to play through the PA system and out comes Python, with a smile on his face, as
he walks down the ramp, and the referee opens the cell door for python to walk
in, which he does cautiously.
Kave: Well Python is down at ringside, ready for the
match…we are just awaiting the arrival of MPB now.
Bret: But don’t forget, the winner of this match also
gets the £100 000 that was on the line last week.
Kave: That just adds a little bit more of an incentive
for them to win.
As Kave and Bret continue to talk ‘Rock superstar’
by Cypress Hill starts to play over the PA system as MPB steps out onto the
stage. The fans give a very
negative reaction to MPB as he slowly makes his way down to the ring.
As he approaches the cell, the referee opens the door to the cell, MPB
starts running, and instead entering the cell, he starts to climb up it, which
Python immediately follows him up the side of the cell.
Kave: Oh my God Bret, there climbing the cell straight
away
Bret: I know, this match looks like it is going to be
short and sweet. I love these type
of matches…straight to the point.
Python pushes past the referee who tries to stop him
from going outside the cell, and starts to scale the cell wall, where MPB is
waiting on top. As Python reaches
the top, MPB walks over to the side, and grabs Python by the hair, giving him
that little help up. He picks him
up, and gives him a DDT straight away, leaving no time.
Bret: Now, that is what I like to see!!! A man who
likes violence, and also a man who can DDT someone on top of the cell.
Kave: I thought Python was going to go through he cell
then…and this match has only just began.
MPB picks up Python, and goes to give him a suplex, but
Python blocks it…he attempts again, but Python blocks again…Python spins
around and delivers a suplex of his own. Python
is still a bit dazed after the ddt, and takes his time getting back to his feet,
which gives MPB a chance to get up…They both stand up at the same time, and
start exchanging rights and lefts, MPB gets the upper hand and knocks Python
down top the cell roof…Python stands up straight away, and MPB knocks him back
down again. MPB walks over to the
other side of the cell, and turns around just as Python starts to run at him,
but MPB manages to drop to the floor and deliver a drop toehold, sending Pythons
head smashing to the solid steel floor. MPB stands up and walks over to the edge of the cell.
Kave: I think he is going to come down.
Bret: No he isn’t, look, he is asking Tony Jordan for
his chair.
Tony stands up and attempts to throw the chair up to
MPB, but it doesn’t reach, which pisses MPB off, but he try’s again and this
time, he succeeds and MPB catches the chair.
MPB turns around with the chair in hand, and nails Python over the head,
as he try’s to sneak up behind him….this sends him crashing back down on to
steel floor. MPB throws the chair
on top of Python, and walks back over to the edge of the cell.
Kave: What’s he going to do this time?
I think he has inflicted enough damage, and is just wanting to come back
down.
Bret: Don’t be stupid…If you had your way, the
match would have taken place inside of the cell, and Hell if you had your way
there would be no cell.
Kave: Hey Bret, I think he is talking to you!!
Bret: IT aint me he is talking to…he wants your
chair…and if I were you, I would just go give it to him.
Kave stands up and passes Tony Jordan the chair for him
to throw up to the top of the cell, which he does first time round.
Kave: See…I don’t argue…I mean I wouldn’t want
to get my ass kicked like you did against Impaler now would I…
Bret: I told you to SHUT up about that!!!
Kave: HAHAHA
MPB turns around with the other chair…just as Python
gets up…he knocks him back down with the second chair…
Kave: Python hasn’t really had chance to get going in
this match yet…its been all MPB.
Bret: That’s because MPB is just superior to Python
in every way
MPB picks up both of the chairs and sets them up in the
middle of the roof facing in at each other…He goes over to Python and picks
him up, and takes him over to where the chairs are set up…he puts his head
between his legs and goes to deliver a Powerbomb, but he cant lift him up…he
attempts again, but Python refuses to move…Python then stands up, giving MPB
and back body drop onto the chairs…
Bret: Oh no…Python reversed the move and sent MPB
through the chairs.
Kave: What a move by Python, he pulled it off when it
mattered.
Python picks up MPB and sets him up for a Brain buster.
Kave: I don’t think he should be doing this, I
thought I saw that part of the roof about to give way when he gave MPB the back
body drop…I don’t think it can hold this…
Bret: Of course it can hold
Kave: Ye but…..
Python drops to the steel delivering the Brain
buster…but the Steel gives way and they both go flying down through the cell
onto the canvas…but the ladders made their way to the canvas first and both
men land on a steel chair…
Bret: Oh my god!!!!!!!both men fell through the cell
roof and onto those chairs that MPB brought into the ring!!!!!
Kave: I told you that the cell was not safe!!!!
Python lands with his arm over the body of MPB, and the
referee makes the count, ONE, TWO, THREE
Bret: I cant believe it…get this cell up and get some
EMT’s down here quickly…
The referee stands in the ring trying to attend to the
2 wrestlers, as the EMT’s come rushing down the ramp with 2 stretchers…The
Cell is slowly rising…but the EMT’s cant get in until the cell has been
raised.
Kave: Get that cell up now…these 2 could be really
hurt…The fact that Python got the win, is trivial compared to their well
being.
The cell slowly raises as the EMT’s get into the
ring…and more coming rushing down, as they put both men on to stretchers and
rush them off.
Bret: What a match that was…the only time they were
in the ring was when they fell through the cell.
Kave: Yea…but I hope they are ok!!
Bret: Hopefully they will be…but does this mean
Python gets the £100 000??
Kave: I assume soo…but up next Bret is the first match of the final 2 of the first round in the Supreme Title Tournament!!!
*Commercial Break*
"All Star" by Smash Mouth
blares on the speakers, as The All Star emerges, and walks down to the ring. He
high fives various members of the crowd who are by the walk way, before sliding
into the ring and greeting the cheers from the crowd. He climbs up onto the
second turnbuckle and salutes the crowd with the heavy metal sign as a huge
cheer is given off. He then climbs back down, and hands his leather jacket and
sunglasses to someone outside the ring. He then turns to face the megatron,
awaiting Double D’s entrance.
Just as it seems like Double D is not
coming out, “The way I am” by Eminem kicks in and DD makes his way down to
the ring, wearing this 4WF hardcore title round his waist.
Kave: “Well, what a match this is
going to be! Hardcore champion Double D squaring off against The All Star!”
Brett: “I’m not a fan of either
of these superstars…. So I hope they beat the living crap out of each
other!”
Kave: “You want to see that in
every match though…”
Brett: “Oh yeah…… lets get it
on!”
The bell rings as DD and All Star
lock up in the centre of the ring.
Kave: “A test of strength here! But
who is the stronger?…..”
Brett: “I don’t care! I wanna see
some violence!”
DD breaks the hold and kicks All Star
in the gut. He then plants him with a DDT.
Brett: “What a DDT! He layed him
out flat!”
DD then get up and lands an elbow
drop on All Star. He immediately covers him for the pin.
1….. 2…… kick out
Kave: “Its far too early to get a
pin! Especially on someone like All Star!”
DD then picks All Star up and irish
whips him into the ropes. All Star come bounding back and knocks DD down with a
flying shoulder tackle. He then bounces over the opposite ropes, step over DD on
the way back, bounces of the other ropes as DD leapfrogs over him. However, All
Star anticipates this and catches DD, stalling for a moment and then
powerbombing him to the mat.
Kave: “What a show of strength by
All Star! I don’t think I’ve seen anything like that before!”
Brett: “Yeah, but he’s got to
follow up to make it count.”
All Star does just that as he picks
DD up and throws him out of the ring.
Brett: “Here we go! This is what
I’m talking about!”
All Star then climbs over to the ring
apron and waits for DD to get up. As DD climbs to his feet All Star jumps and
lands a perfect missile dropkick, sending DD to the ground once again.
Kave: “My god! All Star putting his
own body on the line! That must have taken just as much out of him than it did
to Double D!
Brett: “Yeah! Not very smart of him
was it!”
Kave: “Maybe not… but he seems to
have the advantage.”
All Star is the first to reach his
feet as he picks DD up. However, DD starts fighting back, landing a few stiff
hooks to the face of All Star. He then knees him in the gut and lines All Star
up for a suplex, right next to the ring steps.
Kave: “No! He can’t be
serious!”
Brett: “Yes! Do it! Do it!”
Double D looks to the crowd who are
all jeering him on to do it. DD obliges as he lifts All Star up and lands the
suplex right on top of the ring steps, almost smashing his own head on the way
down. All Star’s body folds over as he hits the steps and he gives out a huge
scream of pain. The crowd can’t believe what they’ve just seen and even DD
looks a bit surprised at what he’s just done. However, he wastes no time and
picks up All Star, sliding him back into the ring.
Kave: “You have to remember… this
isn’t a hardcore match! These guys don’t want to be counted out!”
Double D climbs up to the top rope as
All Star’s broken body is laid near the centre of the ring.
Brett: “That’s quite a distance!
I’m not sure if he’ll make it!”
Double then launches himself, and
lands a perfect leg drop on the throat of All Star.
Kave: “He made it! What a move! Its
got to be over now!”
Instead of going for the pin, DD
picks up the limp body of All Star and whips him into the ropes. All Star
comes back and….
Kave: “STAR ATTRACTION! STAR
ATTRACTION!
All Star somehow gets DD in a
position for the Star Attraction, and is just about to excecute it when DD gives
two elbows to the side of his head.
Kave: “No! So close! But wait a
minute!”
DD then picks All Star up onto his
shoulders.
Brett: “English Slam! English Slam!
DD nails the English Slam on All Star
as the fans cheer on the edge of their seats. He then slides over and hooks the
leg for the pin.
ONE
TWO
.
.
.
THREE
Kave: “Its all over! Double D is
now one step closer to being the new 4WF Supreme Champion! What a match!
Brett: “But whats this?……. Its
Mystara! Double D hasn’t seen him!
The Impakt Ikon Mystara slides into
the ring and knocks DD down with a chairshot to the back of the head. The boos
from the crowd is deafening. Mystara continues to lay into DD with the chair,
not holding back one bit. He then lays the chair down on the ground and picks DD
up in the pedigree position.
Kave: “Oh come on! Somebody stop
this!”
Brett: “Double D deserves
everything he’s getting! And what he’s about to recieve!”
Mystara then plants Double D with a
pedigree on the steel chair. He gets back up and looks to the crowd who are
cheering for some reason. Mystara looks confused as he just stares at the crowd.
Kave: “Its EWM! This should even
things up!”
EWM then runs up behind Mystara and
kicks him in the back.
Kave: “The Claymore! EWM hits the
Claymore! He’s taken Mystara right out!”
EWM gets up and stares at Mystara who
is on the floor as DD slowly gets to his feet, and EWM starts to walk back up
the ramp.
Bret: Why did EWM come out here and
help Double D?
Kave: It was nothing to do with helping Double D, but more of getting his hands on a member of Bad Blood!
Bret: Well up next its the final first round match of the Supreme Tournament, Where Jace will go up against....
Kave: Who is Jace going up against?
Bret: I guess we will soon find out though.
Supreme Title Tournament, Round 1
Jace Vs ?
"Hit
em' up" by Ludacriss explodes over the speakers as the lights go out and
green spotlights shine around the arena, Green "Rain" falls from the
rafters. Jace comes walking out, receiving an extremely biased and unkind
reception from the crowd...The former Supreme Champ ignores their chants and
continues down the ramp.
Kave: Well here we go...
Bret: It's time to find out who the Supreme Champion will face!
Kave: He's not the champ anymore!
Bret: In my eyes he is, he's the man...
Jace slides under the bottom rope, walking to the corner and waiting for his
opponent. Not appearing to have to wait long as the lights around the arena go
out, the building in darkness as "Celebrity Skin" by Hole explodes
over the speakers. Justin Sane walks out onto the stage, with a microphone in
his hands, he raises it to his lips as he starts to walk down the ramp...
"Jace...You have a mystery opponent for your next match I believe...And
seeing as it's in the Supreme Tournament, I decided that I should be your
opponent!"
Sane throws the microphone down in the middle of the ramp and bursts into a
sprint, sliding in under the bottom rope and walking to the centre of the ring.
Jace stands leaning against the ropes in the corner.
Kave: So it's Justin Sane?
Bret: I have no idea!
The lights in the arena still fairly dim. Suddenly the crowd is light brightly
by an explosion. "Bitch Please 2" explodes over the speakers and
"The Chosen One" Mark Hossack walks out onto the stage. As he begins
to walk down the ramp blue spotlights shine around the arena, one catches Justin
Sane climbing out of the ring and pulling out a few tables from underneath the
ring. The former Hardcore Champ then slides them into the ring, sliding in after
them...
Kave: Why's Hossack here? Whats he coming down here for?
Bret: For both them...I have no idea
As Sane begins to set-up the tables Jace attacks him from behind, nailing him in
the back of the head with a forearm. Sending Sane down to one knee. Hossack
slides into the ring, grabbing one of the tables and setting it up near one of
the turnbuckles, then he sets up the other one in the centre of the ring.
Bret: I'm so confused!
Kave: What's going on?!?!
Jace continues to beat on Sane, stomping on his body, as he lies on the canvas.
Hossack disappears out of the ring again...As Jace pulls Sane up, grabbing him
by the hair and lifting him...
Kave: Low Blow!
Sane
nails Jace below the belt with a forearm and gets to his feet slowly. Jace
keeled over in pain is placed between Justin’s legs, the former hardcore champ
lifts Jace up...
Kave: Piledriver!
Sane goes for the piledriver, though falls forwards as the sound of his skull
being crushed against metal echo's around the arena. Hossack stands behind the
fallen Sane, clutching a chair.
Bret: He saved Jace! Isn't the Commissioner the greatest!
Kave: Hardly...He's a coward...That's what he is!
Hossack pulls Sane up as Jace gets to his feet. The Supreme "Champion"
walks around the table in the corner and begins to climb the turnbuckles...Hossack
rolls Justin Sane onto the table and steps back, picking up a bag that he
brought in with the chair, he empties the bag, a tied up pile of Barbed Wire
falls out onto the mat, he throws it up to Jace, who wraps it around his leg. A
psychopathic look comes across his face as he stands on the top turnbuckle, high
above Sane and Hossack with barbed wire wrapped around his right leg...
Kave: This is Insane!
Bret: Just In Sane!
Jace leaps from the top, ploughing through the table with Sane as he drops his
Barbed Wire leg across Sane's throat...
Kave: OH MY GOD!
Bret: That was the coolest thing! EVER!
Hossack laughs at the pile of wood and bodies. He unties the barbed wire from
Jace's leg and throws it across the ring. Pulling Jace up he leans him in the
corner, Jace in tremendous amounts of pain...
Kave: What now?
Hossack walks to the ropes, shouting down at Tony Jordan and getting a
microphone and walking back to the centre of the ring...
"Ladies and Gentleman...Here is your Supreme Tournament match...Ring the
bell"
The commissioner calls for the bell. The timekeeper rings it as Hossack walks up
to Jace, climbing over Sane's body. He pulls Jace up and walks him to the centre
of the ring, pushing the other table into the opposite corner, as he lies
down...
Kave: What?
Bret: Yes! I think I understand!
Jace covers Hossack as the referee slides down and makes the count...
1...
2...
3...
Bret: Yes...Jace is in the next round!
Kave: I thought Sane was his opponent...
Bret: No...That fool assumed he was...It was Mark!
Hossack gets back up, picks the mic back up, raising it up to his lips...
"And the winner...Jace! You see Justin...Never assume, you assumed you were
the contender! But you weren't...You fool! Along with Belly and co later, you
think you can out smart the commish, trying to even the teams up!"
The crowd leap to their feet, giving an amazing reception. The Chosen One looks
surprised but basks in his glory.
"Thankyou, I know you know that I am amazingly smart. But enough about
me...Let's have a few words from our next Supreme Champion...Jace!"
Hossack holds the microphone in the air, grinning from ear to ear as he spins
around to give jace the microphone. Only to be greeted by a chair shot to the
head, busting him wide open and spilling blood all over his $1000 suit.
Kave: BELLY! BELLY! BELLY!
Bret: Damn Him!
Hossack stumbles back to his feet, spinning around again and getting once again
nailed by the chair, sending him back down. Jace is in the corner getting beaten
down by Justin Sane as Belly pulls the commissioner up, pushing him against the
table and laying the barbed wire underneath it, he hits another chair shot,
sending the "Chosen One" onto the table. He lays the chair across his
face and smiles at him.
Kave: What's he going to do?
Justin Sane grabs a piece of wood from the broken table and starts beating it
over the head of Jace. Cutting him open, as blood gushes from his forehead!
Kave: Sane and Belly are cleaning house!
Bret: Come on Jace, Mark!
Belly begins to climb the turnbuckles...
Kave: He can't be!
Bret: He is!
Spiner covers his face with his hands as Belly reaches the top rope...
Kave: Belly Sault!
Bret: NOOOOO!
Belly leaps from the top crashing down onto Hossack's head and upper body.
Crushing the chair against his face and sending him down onto the barbed wire!
Kave: I can't believe this!
Hossack lies on the mat, covered in wood and a chair, the "Chosen One"
begins to cough up blood, as Jace sits in the corner, blood pouring from his
forehead! Sane is now half way up the ramp, looking down on the ring. With Belly
climbing to his feet and standing over Hossack...
Kave: What carnage! This is mayhem!
Bret: He's coughing up blood!
Kave: The Belly Sault!
*Commercial Break*
Kave:
Well Bret its been an exceptional night.
Bret:
Ohh I have to agree with you there, but this match is too hard to pick from.
Kave:
So why is that Bret
Bret:
Well on one team is the backstabbing mystery man his self Chris Michaels, with
his boys Bad Blood, and on the other is the one and only Belly, who is with the
man that pays our wages.
Kave:
So that kinda decision is too hard for you to make?
Bret:
Yeah!!! I just hope Bad Guy and EWM get their ass kicked, well actually EWM is
mean, so they should all team up against Bad Guy
Kave:
That actually is a possibility, Bad Guy, EWM and Belly have had thief
differences in the past and there is a big question mark over that team, and if
the three of them can co-exist
Bret:
Of course they cant, even I cant believe the history those three men have.
Kave: The odds are against them enough with in 4 on 3. They have to be on the same page to survive, but that’s what it is all about here in the 4WF, and right now its main event time.
Handicap Match - 4 Vs 3
Bad
Blood Vs EWM, Bad Guy, Belly
Just
then a screeching HORN can be heard as the Bad Blood faction music hits up, the
four members of Bad Blood make their way out as the fans boo them consistently.
The faction members slowly make their way down to the ring, the four big men
climb into the ring and Michaels holds his title high in the air as the other
Bad Blood members look on in admiration.
Bret:
Here we go, a worthy World champion, it was the best thing he ever done when he
left Bad Guy and those annoying OutsiderZ
Kave:
Well when he did that he became just another backstabber.
Bret:
speaking of Backstabbing, Belly finally knows who is mystery attacker was, and
it was none other than the chosen one Mark Hossack, I cant believe it
Kave:
Well it just shows his true nature and jealousy of Belly’s alignment with
Bratcher, but basically it all stinks
The
lights in the arena go off, as 'Forgotten' by Linkin Park echoes around the
arena. Pyrotechnics
start to explode all around the stage, as out onto the stage steps Belly,
wearing his usual Jeans, T-shirt and Bandana.
As Belly steps out, a chorus of boos starts to go all around the arena.
Belly starts to slowly walk down the ramp, just smiling at the fans as he
seems to revel in the boo's and chants of the fans.
As he reaches the ring, he enters via the steel steps and then makes his
way to the centre of the ring, where he raises his arms as Pyrotechnics explode
from each corner, before the lights come back on and his music cuts
Kave:
look at that 24 year old, 400lb monster. He cant be happy with the news about
Hossack, we found this out at the first ever 4WF addiction.
The
lights dim down to give an eerie atmosphere followed by
"Exit
Music (to a film)" by Radiohead begins to play and all the druids go down
The
cross comes to land in the middle of the stage and the to closest druids at
Kave:
We haven’t seen him come out like that for a while, EWM is back and is back
with a vengeance
Bret:
ha, EWM what a joke, but the lovely Jet can come and sit over hear . . . . JET,
JET. . . . . . I saved a seat for you.
Kave:
Your unbelievable, EWM is back burning peoples houses down and using his sick
side and your trying to get off with his woman
Bret:
I didn’t think of that. Ohh dear.
EWM
and Belly stand looking at each other, while the members of Bad Blood are
holding Michaels back, who is trying to get at EWM. EWM looks over at him and
begins one of his sadistic laughs, which angers Michaels even more. The referee
is standing between them as a deafening HOOOoooooooooWWWWWWWwwwwllll echoes
through the arena as red pyros come from the rafters and explode on the ramp way
as ‘seek and destroy’ kicks in and the Bad Guy accompanied by the lovely
Louise
Bret:
I don’t know what the 7 wonders of the world are, but I know she has got two
of them
Kave:
Your nothing but a pervert,
Bret:
Hey she is a dancer, she is use to guys like me looking at her..
The
fans are in a frenzy as Bad Guy and Louise make their way down to the ring, Bad
Guy slides into the ring and runs to bad Blood attacking them as he tries to get
to Michaels, Belly and EWM join in as they try to take apart the group. Bad Guy
and Warlord spill to the outside along with Beastly and Belly
Bret:
Belly has just walked past me, I thought it was an eclipse
EWM
is going to work on Mystara with lefts and rights to his gut, backing him into
the corner, Chris Michaels then runs to the corner nailing the stinger splash on
his partner and EWM
Kave:
I don’t think Michaels cares who he gets to as long as EWM is there
Bret:
I wonder why
EWM
goes to the floor as Michaels begins to stomp on him relentlessly. Michaels
picks him up by the hair and lands a dropkick putting him back on the mat. By
now both teams are in their respective corners. Michaels makes a quick tag to
Beastly, who comes into the ring and nails a step 2 head butt, knocking EWM to
the floor. Beastly picks him up and then slams him back down then makes a tag
back to Michaels. Michaels lands a knee drop to EWM who writhes in pain.
Michaels stands and cups his hands with his trademark ‘WOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!’ to
which the fans boo.
Kave:
Well the teamwork of Bad Blood is keeping EWM down and out
Bret:
And you have to wonder in Bad Guy, Belly and EWM can have any sort of teamwork
Kave:
You can rest assured these men are only on the same team to get to Michaels and
Bad Blood.
EWM
tries to get to his feet but Michaels just stomps on him knocking him back down,
Michaels picks EWM up and throws him to the turnbuckle, Michaels backs off into
the opposite one and runs to EWM, EWM slides out of the way as Michaels hits
nothing but post.
Kave:
And now is a chance for EWM to make the tag.
EWM
slowly crawls to his corner and looks to make a tag, He gets to his feet and
seems to change his mind, so Bad Guy tags him in the back forcing him to leave
the ring. Bad Guy steps through the ropes and sees Michaels, who look sup and
scurries to his corner and tags in Warlord.
Kave:
It seems Michaels wants nothing of Bad Guy
Bad
Guy and Warlord go at it toe to toe, Warlord hitting a over hand right, which
rocks the Bad Guy, Warlord then whips him to the ropes, Bad Guy ducks under a
big boot attempt and EWM tags Bad Guy on the back as he goes back to Warlord and
nails a clothesline knocking him down. Bad Guy and EWM stare each other down
before Bad Guy leaves the ring.
Kave:
Bad Guy and EWM need to communicate with each other on this one
Bret:
ha ha, they don’t like each other, it isn’t gonna happen.
EWM
picks Warlord up and he jumps on his opponents shoulders, punches the big man 5
times five times in the head before he falls down his back, hitting a reverse
hurricaneranna. EWM gets back up to his feet and looks to the fans in disgust
who are beginning a ‘Bad guy’ chant.
Kave:
That was a great move there by EWM, but the fans want Bad Guy in
Bret:
Ha, the fans, what do they know
EWM
picks Warlord up and whips him to the ropes, Warlord comes back off the ropes
and this the torpedo knocking EWM down. Warlord then strolls over to his corner
and tags in mystara, Mystara climbs the turnbuckle and lands a leg drop to EWM,
who lies motionless. Mystara makes the cover “ONE – TWO – TH” Bad Guy
runs in the ring and brakes to count. Bad Guy knocks Beastly and Warlord of the
apron and then pulls Michaels into the ring, he nails him a few times and then
signals over to Belly, Belly slowly comes into the ring, and sprints over to
Michaels and splashes him in the corner
Bret:
ohh my god the ring moved
Kave:
That had to hurt, Belly hasn’t had much in this match but that was
devastating.
Michaels
falls in a heap as Bad guy leaps over the top rope into Beastly and Warlord, but
the pair catch him by the throat with their huge hands and nail the Outsider
with a double chokeslam through the announce table
Kave:
ohh my God, he isn’t moving
Bret:
I like it, Bad Blood are killers
In
the ring Belly climbs the turnbuckle and leaps of nailing the Bellysault to
Michaels
Bret:
Fly fat ass fly
Kave:
What an action packed match, its carnage
Belly
makes the cover, “ONE – TWO” EWM brakes the pin count before being
attacked by Beastly and Warlord
Kave:
If EWM never broke the count, Belly would be the new champion
Bret:
And I don’t think Belly knows it was EWM
Belly
gets to his feet, but is soon knocked down with a clothesline by Warlord, he
follows up with a elbow drop to the 400lb monster. Beastly has EWM by the
throat, looking for the chokeslam, but EWM catches the big man with a low blow,
then a DDT. Mystara is soon on EWM with blows to his head, he whips him to the
ropes and Warlord is back up and catches him with a big boot to the face.
Mystara makes the cover while Warlord helps Michaels to his feet. ‘ONE – TWO
– THR’ EWM gets his shoulder up
Kave:
That was a close fall, the match was almost over their
Bret:
Bad Blood, are destroying this mix match team
Beastly
grabs EWM as Michaels goes over to him and begins to deliver some knife edge
chops to the chest of EWM, Beastly holds EWM up while Michaels delivers chop
after chop. Belly gets to his feet and grabs Mytara, Belly picks himup above his
head and throws him out of the ring, Belly turns around and nails a standing
side kick straight into the chin of Warlord, who stumbles backwards and out of
the ring
Kave:
Belly is cleaning house
Belly
spins Michaels around hitting a Belly to Belly suplex to him and EWM begins to
deliver elbows to Beastly, he whips him to the ropes and EWM and Belly de;iver a
double clothesline knocking him out of the ring landing on top of Warlord and
Mystara
Kave:
Its just Belly and EWM with Micahels now
Bret:
it doesn’t look good for the champion.
Kave:
I agree with you their
Belly
picks Michaels up and delivers the right path to the champion, EWM stands behind
Belly and kicks him in the back and delivers the Claymore to the 400lb monster
Kave:
All EWM has to do now is cover Michaels
Bret:
Ive heard of backstabbing, EWM wants this match all for his self
The
referee makes the cover as EWM pins Michaels ‘ONE . . . . . . TWO . . . . . .
Bret:
THREE
Kave:
No, Bad Guy has pulled the ref out
Bret:
Almost a new champion
Kave:
Bad Guy prevented it, he is back up
Bad
Guy gets to his feet as Jet strolls over to him and slaps him hard across the
face, Bad Guy looks down at her as Louise spins her around and slaps Jet across
the face, the fans go wild as the two managers begin a cat fight
Bret:
Yeah cat fight cat fight
EWM
leans over the ropes and pulls the hair of the Bad Guy, and drags him into the
ring, Bad Guy and EWM begin going at it blow for blow, and their two managers
are rolling around on the Outside, Bad Guy kicks EWM in the gut looking for the
Bad Guy, EWM blocks it and kicks him in the back and connects with the Claymore.
Once a gain he makes the cover on Michaels who is out cold.
Kave:
Its over, its over
The
referee makes the cover ‘ONE …………….
Bret:
TWO
Kave
THREE . . . . . No what’s this
Matt
Morino had stepped over the barrier and pulled the referee out the ring,
breaking the count just before 3 as the fans Go wild. Morino picks up Jet form
Louise and slams her to the mat
Kave:
Morino is here I cant believe it
Beastly
gets to his feet and Morino pummels him then throws him in the ring as EWM dives
over the ropes and lands on Morino and the two begin to brawl, Beastly gets to
his feet in the ring along with Bad Guy, Bad Guy gets to his feet and spins
Beastly around and nails the Bad guy cutter, and the ref makes the count ‘ONE
– TWO – THREE’ the bell rings and Bad Guy leaves the ring, picks up a
baseball bat and cracks it over the head of EWM.
Kave:
What a match, Morino helped Bad Guy, he re-payed the favour
Bad
Guy picks Morino up and the two make their way up the ramp with Louise as the
seek and destroy echoes through the arena leaving Belly, EWM Michaels and Bad
Blood at the ringside area
Dont Forget to tune in next week...as it is the last Deathrow before Retribution...And ANYTHING can happen!!!