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(The new NFWA logo appears on screen then slowly fades into the darkness. "One Mic" by Nas plays in the background, as stills from SlamFest 2 play on screen. Scenes include Kammy's Kammy Kutter from the top rope through the announce table on "Deadly Candy" Alyssa Sanders, Tristram's retaining the LHW Title against "Fate" Matt Siteman with the help of Spike, the referee stopping the Ultimate Title match between Ice Cube and T Money, awarding the belt to T Money, and Shawn Michaels giving Panther Sweet Chin Music, allowing Tina to cover him for the 1-2-3, sealing the fate of the NFWA. The NEW IHG theme song/opening video plays on screen, and the camera opens up to the live crowd in Cincinnati, where fans are cheering and holding up signs as green and red pyro shoots up from the stage. When the pyro stops, the camera pans the crowd, where fans are cheering and holding up signs such as "Shawn Must Die!", "Kammy for Playboy...AGAIN!", "Fear the Shark Attack", "Ice Breaker" and "Bring back Rage!!!" The camera then cuts down to ringside, where Rosie Sanchez and Pittsburgh Pete are sitting at the commentary table)
RS: The wrestling world is still in a state of shock following the events of last Sunday's PPV. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Rosie Sanchez here alongside Pittsburgh Pete, and welcome to IN HIGH GEAR! And Pete...I can't believe it. Honestly...I cannot believe what went down at SlamFest. Panther and Diamond...give the assist to Shawn Michaels...and...well...they lost to Tina and Firestorm, and the stipulation in the contract stated that if they lost that match...the NFWA must close for good.
PP: Yeah, I'm still in shock myself. You know, I may come out here, and talk a lot of crap, talk about how Angelfire is...what happened at SlamFest was just wrong. I mean...to just go out...and deliberately try to destroy our company like that...and I thought Joanie said there was no interference! Angelfire couldn't come down to ringside!
RS: Well, she did say that, and I'm not sure what the ruling would be on that, but folks...right here tonight, I've got word that we will hear from Shawn Michaels! We will hear from the Heartbreak Kid...and hopefully, this whole situation will be cleared up as to is he a member of Angelfire...was he in cahoots with Tina! And hopefully...well...I dunno, but folks, just stay tuned!
PP: Yeah, I'd like to give that redneck hick a piece of my mind anyway! I never liked that guy!
RS: Yeah, well he showed his true colors Sunday night! Also folks...right here tonight, the X-Treme Title will be up for grabs! It's Psyko Stevo defending his title against Jayson Cage! The man who took out Drake Stone in a steel cage match at SlamFest 2! Folks...this should be a great ni--
("CALIFORNIA LOVE!!!" Suddenly, the arena lights drop, and "California Love" by 2 Pac and Dr. Dre hits the PA system. Blue and gold spotlights swarm the arena as Rosie and Pete look on in confusion)
PP: Rosie!!! Ro...
RS: What the hell is this?!
(The camera then focuses on the entrance, where Kevin Taylor swaggers out from the locker room with a huge smile on his face. He's wearing a blue and black Haawian shirt, black shorts, and black Reebok sneakers. He holds his arms out into the air, the crowd boos wildly and Taylor starts down the entrance ramp to ringside. At ringside, he dances up the ring stairs, steps through the ropes, and holds his arms out once again as he walks towards the center of the ring. The lights return to normal, the music dies down, and loud chants of "YOU DUMB F*CK! YOU DUMB F*CK!" echo through out the arena. Kevin pulls a mic out of his pocket, raises it to his lips and begins to speak)
KT: Ya know...(chuckles) ya know Cincinnati...(LOUD boos) I know what you're all thinking. You're all wondering to yourselves "KEVIN! KEVIN YANCY TAYLOR!!!!! THE MAN WHO MADE IHG!!! What are you doing here?! You're not an IHG man! You're an FNS man! You're a PPV man! And heck...let's face it! You're just too darn good for this craphole of a town! (louder boos) WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" (smiles) Well, you inbred morons, if you would button your lips for just one second...perhaps take a shower, because from the smell of things we've got about 25,000 people here tonight who've never heard of the word "DEODORANT!" But that's ok, because the #1 broadcast journalist in the game has a little treat for all of you! Ladies and gentlemen...I am here to present to you...right here...as we speak...a group of people who are...undoubtably heroes, if you ask me! A group of people who are role models...people who you can all look up to! A group of people who took this cesspool...this...this...this den of sin...and WIPED IT OUT OF EXISTENCE AT SLAMFEST!!!!!!!!!!!!! (chants of "shut the f*ck up") Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages! It is my HONOR to present to you...the one...the only...ANGELFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***BUZZZZZZZ!!!! BUZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!***
(The arena lights drop, throbbing red and pink spotlights shine over the arena as the "You Gets No Love" remix hits the PA system. The crowd boos loudly as red lasers fan out from the locker room in the shape of a Superwoman "S", becoming brighter and brighter until a huge diamond-shaped pyro blast explodes in front of it. The crowd's boos become louder, as Tina walks out from the locker room, followed by Firestorm, "Deadly Candy" Alyssa Sanders, Gutta Mouth, and the NFWA Ultimate and I-C Champions, T Money, who has both titles draped over his left and right shoulders respectively. Fans boo and toss trash at the stage as the group heads down to the ring, Tina with a cocky smile on her face. They climb into the ring, Tina raises her hands into the air and red pyro sparks fire down from the rafters. The lights return to normal, the music dies down, Tina places her arm around Kevin Taylor, as the crowd begins to chant "SHE'S A WHORE! SHE'S A WHORE!" as loudly as possible. Tina looks slightly annoyed, but takes the mic from Kevin's hands and prepares to speak)
Tina: (giggles) Thank you for that oh so lovely introduction, Kevin! (he nods) Ya know Cincinnati...you people can chant and chant and chant ALLLL you want! That won't change the fact that at SlamFest 2...Firestorm and I went into Chicago, IL and did exactly what we said we were gonna do!!! Despite the fact that we were backed into a corner by my jealous sister Joanie, despite the fact that the referee was biased! He was against us in every way shape or form! We stepped in there at SlamFest, all by ourselves...without any help from anyone...we stepped into that ring, AND BEAT PANTHER AND DIAMOND...1...2...3!!!! RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd boos again, and the camera focuses on a sign in the crowd reading "Thanx for the memories, NFWA!" before cutting back to the ring, where Tina continues)
Tina: Now...I saw the look on the faces of you idiots in the crowd...I saw the looks on the faces of the boys and girls in the back! They were in shock! The great Panther...the great hero of the NFWA had returned to rid the world of Angelfire! He returned to avenge his wife! He returned...HE RETURNED AND HE GOT BEAT!!!!!!!!! That's what happened!
RS: What is she proving by this?!
PP: She's just rubbing salt in the wound...the bitch!
Tina: Panther got beat by me!!!! Right in this ring, and you people...you really shouldn't be so shocked! I mean face it...your hero Panther...he was washed up to begin with! I mean...you've all heard the talk! He's gone soft since getting together with that slut Diamond! He's lost his edge! He went from being the brightest mind in the game...the most ruthless man in the NFWA to being...what? (laughs) I don't even know if you can describe just how far Panther's gone down in the last 6 months! Well ya know what...at SlamFest...you people are booing! You're booing, but at SlamFest, all we did was do you people a favor! We took Panther...we took an old horse who was on his last legs...a mere shell of his former self, and ya know what we did...WE KILLED HIM!!! WE KILLED PANTHER! And as much as you all hate to admit it...we not only killed Panther...but we KILLED the NFWA!!!!! We rid the airwaves of this vile, disgusting product, once again, making the world safer for little kids and old ladies to watch TV once again, and not have to worry about gratuitous violence! Without having to worry about vulgarity...foul language! Face it people...we not only destroyed the NFWA...WE SAVED YOUR SOULS!!!!!!!!!!!! (crowd boos)
RS: This is absolutely ridiculous! You know...I've got half a mind to go in there and kick her ass myself!
PP: And look at that idiot Taylor! He's sitting there enjoying it all!
RS: As if he doesn't work for this company! What the hell is wrong with him?!
Tina: You know, you people may not appreciate us right now, but sometime down the line...you'll be thanking us! You'll be...(louder boos) You'll be better people because of it! Folks...Angelfire did you guys a favor on PPV...not only by defeating Panther and Diamond...but by taking the NFWA Ultimate Title...taking that title from that worthless piece of garbage Ice Cube, and putting it around the waist of a REAL Champion!!! A true role model!!!!! Ladies and gentlemen...I give to you...the undisputed Intercontinental Champion...the NEW ULTIMATE Champion...the #1 wrestler in the NFWA today...I give to you...T...MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd boos loudly as Tina hands the mic to T Money. The camera focuses on a sign in the crowd reading "Ice Cube won't die", before cutting back to the ring, where T Money raises the mic to his lips, smiles and begins to speak)
T Money: (Smile On his face) Where the hell should I begin? Last Sunday Night On Slamfest 2 was a historic night indeed, it was one hell of a night..Action packed, full of excitement, and it delievered all the goods..Right or wrong? (Crowd Gives a Mixed Reaction) But most importantly, last sunday night at Slamfest 2, IT WAS YET, ANOTHER ANGELFIRE NIGHT! (Crowd boo's loudly) Ah ha! Yah, go ahead, boo all you want to, but no matter what you say or do, Angelfire is the strongest, best damn family NFWA has ever seen! You dumbass fans out there are too stupid to realize that though! (Boo's in the background once again) First of all, lets talk about the Tina and Firestorm vs Diamond and panther..Well, If Tina and Storm lost that match, then Angelfire would disband and Tina would have to leave...But as you can see, Tina is standing right HERE! And...(Boos from the crowd) ...And Angelfire is still live and kickin it! Dear ole Panther, the federation you worked so hard for..The company you built..The organization you worked so hard for slipped right thru your fingeres didnt it? The NFWA, the place that has been running for what? 2 Years? IT HAS NOW MET ITS DEMISE! NFWA IS OFICIALLY DEAD! Yeah, we gotta make a few more appearances, but after that, you can kiss the NFWA goodbye! P, you brought it all on yourself buddy boy..You have tried to be hero too many times...This time, you failed! You lost the empire you built! You and that bitch or yous! Yall was trippin and Angelfire was pimpin..Just smackin yall hoez all around! And in the end, you thought you had it won Panther..But...Well lets just say you was dancing to the tune of SWEET CHIN MUSIC! Tina covered yo punkass and 1...2...3!! NFWA DIES!!!! No force in NFWA history was able to stop NFWA like Angelfire did..Not Black Blood..They just didnt hav what it took..But Angelfire, we are too damn strong and I am at my prime so if i'm on Angelfires side, you might as well had said your prayers NFWA!
! Weather you fans like it or not..After Maximun carnage..NFWA is gone! And they're gone..FOREVER!!!
(T Money paces the ring with the mic in his hand, he then stops and looks at both the I-C and ULTIMATE Titles..He looks up and raises the mic back to his mouth to speak again)
T Money: Now lets talk about the best thing that ever happened! Not Angelfire shutting NFWA down like we said..But lets talk about ME..I, T Money becoming the ULTIMATE Champion and retaining the I-C Championship! When I came to angelfire, I got the chances i deserved..When I was on NFWA's side, I was fighting against Angelfire and I didnt get my chances..Later, I made my way to a family that respects me..Well at least some people..I got the ULTIMATE Chance and I capitalized on it..I became the ULTIMATE Champion! (Boos from crowd) And what better way for NFWA to go out then to have T Money, The ULTIMATE Thug as the ULTIMATE Champion? There is no other way to have it! (Crowd gets louder and louder with boos) Dont Hate Suckaz! Just cuz I killed that bitche Ice Cube's career..Just cuz I put that son bitch out of his misery! Ice Cube knew he couldnt hang..He knew it was just a matter of time..And finally him too, just like the NFWA met his DEMISE! I had him screamin at the top of his lungs..I give him credit, he never gave up..But The ref couldnt stand to see that kinda torture so he stopped the match..T Money is just too much..When its all on the line, nobody can stop T Money! Ask Stevo about the Cell..Ask Ice Cube about Slamfest 2! I'M DA MAN! When NFWA comes to an end..The legends name..T Money will be branded onto this Ultimate Title right here!(Holds Title up) NOW LIKE IT, LOVE IT AND DEFINATELY DIG THAT SUCKAAAASSS!!!
(T Money starts to hand the mic to Tina but he pulls it away real fast and hold s it back up to his mouth)
T Money: Wait..Wait..Wait!! Almost forgot about them two lil girls..Yeah, Kerboski and DJPenis! I will never..EVER FORGET THE SHIT YALL DID TO ME AFTER MY BIG VICTORY! That really pissed me off...The double chairshot...Yall beat my azz last sunday, but tonight, its a different story! What chu did..You did to the ULTIMATE/I-C Champion and I didnt like dat..Payback is really gonna be a bitch! If you hated me that much, all you had to do was say so..We didnt have to resort to violence...But since you girls wanna play..Lets play! But both yall suckaz gon catch a cut now can you dig That?!?!
(The crowd boos in the background as Tina and Firestorm walk up to T Money and say something to him. They almost appear to be arguing in the ring as Kevin Taylor takes the mic and appears to wipe a tear from his eye)
KT: Guys...Cincinnati...look at the men and women that surround me right now! Look at them...get your cameras out! Set your VCR's and LIVE THIS MOMENT! For these men and women...the great Angelfire...they're not just normal human beings! They're not just upstanding citizens...by God! THEY'RE TRUE HEROES!!!!!!!!!!!!! (crowd boos) They're heroes! Role models for you all to look up to! The heroics shown by them at SlamFest 2...no Superman could match it...(Tina taps him on the shoulder) I said Superman! I didn't say anything about a Superwoman! No Superman could match what Angelfire did at the PPV! A Spiderman would be crushed by the odds that Angelfire went up against! These people...these goodhearted people put their lives on the line...their careers! They went out on a limb, and they did it all for you!!!!! Each and every last one of you people! They did it for each and every one of you, and you people should give them a round of applause! Show your respects here tonight.
(The crowd boos again in the background as Tina, T Money and the rest of Angelfire all raise their arms into the air, when suddenly "Supergirl" by Krystal Harris hits the PA system. Red, purple and pink spotlights shine upon the arena and the crowd cheers in the background as Diamond steps out from the locker room with a mic in her hands)
PP: Hey wait a minute...
RS: It's Diamond! Oh my goodness, ladies and gentlemen...DIAMOND IS HERE!!!!
PP: What the...I haven't seen here since SlamFest!
RS: She or Panther for that matter! But Diamond...Diamond is on her way down to the ring! Angelfire is in there...
PP: Is she crazy?! She's not gonna get in there with the whole group, is she?!
(At ringside, Diamond tries to hop upon the ring apron, but stops when Alyssa and Gutta Mouth go after her. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as chants of "Diamond, Diamond" echo through out the arena)
RS: Diamond is down here at ringside!
PP: She better be careful! You remember what happened the last time she got in Tina's face!
Diamond: Lemme set you jackoffs straight on something, ok?! Yes, you STOLE that match from me and Panther at SlamFest! Yes, the NFWA will hafta close because of it! But as far as you killing Panther! Look here...we're not finished with you jackasses by a longshot! Ok? (crowd pops) Don't think that one match is gonna make me forget all the crap you put me through! Don't think that one match is gonna make me forget how you killed Panther's and my child! And Tina...with God as my witness...these last few days here in the NFWA, you had better watch your ass! Because I promise you, the second I get the chance! The second Panther gets the chance, bitch, I promise you that we are gonna take you out, Tina!!!! We are gonna take...you...OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (crowd pops in the background)
Tina: Excuse me! Excuse me! "We?! We?!" Um...Diamond...sweetie...you can talk about what "we're" gonna do all you want...Panther's not here right now, is he?! (drops the mic)
PP: Huh...HEY WAIT A MINUTE!
RS: Oh no, Angelfire...Angelfire is advancing on Diamond! Don't tell me...Panther's not here---
(Suddenly, pyro explodes from the Panthertron and "Tha Block is Hot" blasts over the PA system. The crowd gives a mixed reaction in the background, which soon turns into cheers as Sniper steps out from the locker room, followed by Maria and Shane McMahon)
RS: HEY WAIT...THAT'S SNIPER!!!!
PP: SNIPER?!?!?
RS: Sniper...he made a shocking appearance at SlamFest 2, and is headed down here right now....
PP: What is he doing here, Rosie?!
RS: I dunno! Sniper...Maria...Shane! They're all headed down to ringside...and...and...wait a minute! THEY'RE STANDING WITH DIAMOND!!!!!
PP; WHAT?!?!?!?!
RS: SNIPER AND HIS GROUP...THEY'RE TELLING ANGELFIRE "C'MON!!!!" They're telling...
PP: Can you believe this, Rosie?!
RS: Sniper and the gang keeping Angelfire at bay...OH MY GOD! FROM THE CROWD...
PP: Who the hell--
RS: THAT'S TRESSERHORN!!! TRESSERHORN WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T MONEY JUST CAUGHT A SHOT RIGHT TO THE RIBS!!!!!!!! RIGHT TO THE RIBS...
PP: YOU'D BETTER RUN NOW!!! YOU'D BETTER RUN!!!
RS: AND THEY'RE DOING JUST THAT--OH!! HE ALMOST CAUGHT GUTTA MOUTH! ANGELFIRE GETTING OUTTA THERE!!! T MONEY...MY GOD HE CAUGHT A SHOT TO THE RIBS...
PP: THEY'VE GOT ALYSSA!!!! DIAMOND GOT ALYSSA...
RS: Oh my goodness, folks! Diamond with a handful of hair, caught Deadly Candy on the run!!! Alyssa Sanders was trying to escape with the rest of Angelfire...and THEY'RE LEAVING HER!!! ANGELFIRE IS RUNNING!
PP: Can you believe that?!
RS: Angelfire...they're leaving Alyssa! T Money is down on the outside...and Diamond...she just tossed Alyssa back into the ring!!!!! Diamond just tossed Alyssa back into the ring...and...oh c'mon now! Tresserhorn with the sledgehammer!
PP: HIT HER!!! HIT HER!!!!
RS: No, don't hit her!!!! Alyssa Sanders is down...Tresserhorn...don't tell me he's gonna hit...no wait!! Tresserhorn...dropping the sledgehammer...thank God!
PP: Ah, you pus--HEY!!!!!!!!!
RS: OH MY GOODNESS! TRESSERHORN HAS ALYSSA UP IN THE AIR!!! TRESSERHORN WITH ALYSSA...
PP: ROSIE!!! LOOK!! LOOK!!!!!!!
RS: THE UNHOLY CROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA'S HEAD JUST DRIVEN INTO THE MAT!!! SHE IS DOWN!!! SHE IS OUT!!!!! MY GOD, THIS CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!
("I Stand Alone" by Godsmack hits the PA system, and the crowd goes wild as Diamond, Sniper, Maria and Shane enter the ring alongside Tresserhorn)
PP: Can you believe this?! Can you believe Angelfire just left Alyssa out here to get her ass kicked?!
RS: Deadly Candy just sent crashing into the mat, and the NFWA has sent a strong message! We may be going down, but Angelfire...we're taking you with us!!!!!!!!!
PP: RIGHT!
(The IHG theme plays in the background as we cut to the locker room, where we see Krazed entering the building)
RS: Oh my goodness, folks, there you see Krazed! Right here tonight, Krazed will go one on one with Scarlet KV! But up next...
(The camera cuts to another part of the locker room, where we see Lyla Page walking towards ringside)
RS: There you see her! "The Seductresss" Lyla Page! When we return, she does battle with newcomer Esmerelda! That's next!!!!!!!!!!! Don't go away!
***Commercial***
NFWA Rewind
SlamFest 2 (6/30/02):
KT: Well it's like the great Ric Flair says, whether you love it or you hate it, these people have to live with it, because Alyssa Sanders is the best thing going toda---HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IN THE BEGEEEBUS?!?!?!?
VJ: LYLA SHOOK THE ROPE!!!!!!!!!! LYLA SHOOK THE TOP ROPE!!!! ALYSSA SANDERS JUST CROTCHED HERSELF ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!!
KT: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!
VJ: Alyssa...look at the look on her face! Alyssa...she is in shock! She is in pain...and Kammy...Lyla Page is helping Kammy to her feet! Lyla...
KT: Veej, can somebody tell me what's going on here!
VJ: This crowd is on its feet here in the United Center, as Kammy...where's she...Kammy out to the ring apron! Alyssa straddling the top rope, and Kammy headed...she's headed up top with her!!!
KT: What the heck is she doing?!?!??!!
VJ: Kammy...OH! Hard right hand to the head of Alyssa Sanders...and another one!!!! Kammy now...what in the world...
KT: Veej...what is she doing?
VJ: Kammy now...with Alyssa hooked on the top rope...I have no idea what she's doing! I have no...oh my...
KT: What in the hell...
VJ: Oh wait...wait--OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd goes wild in the background, as a mixture of "Holy Shit" and "Kammy" chants echo throughout the arena!)
VJ: KAMMY KUTTER FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!! FROM THE TOP ROPE...ALL THE WAY DOWN THROUGH THE CAMBODIAN ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAMMY...
KT: SHE'S INSANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
VJ: BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN!!!! BOTH WOMEN ARE HURT!!! AND STEPHANIE JENKINS BACK INSIDE THE RING! STEPHANIE BEGINNING TO PUT THE COUNT DOWN! THERE'S ONE...2....3...4....
KT: Alyssa...
VJ: SHE'S UP TO 5!!!!!!! There's 6...and Kammy pulling herself back to her feet!!! Kammy pulling herself up...Alyssa still down...and the referee is up to an 8 count!!!!! 8....there's 9!!!!!!!!!!
KT: GET UP, ALYSSA!!!!!!! GET UP!!!!!!!!!!!
VJ: 10!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE'VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!!!!!!
KT: NO!!!!! NO!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!
Ding Ding Ding!!!! ***Cue "What Kammy Wants, Kammy Gets"
Announcer: Here is your winner, and NEW NFWA Women's Champion: KAMMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
VJ: Ladies and gentlemen...SHE HAS DONE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! KAMMY HAS DONE IT, AND YES, FOLKS! HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE! KAMMY IS THE 4 TIME NFWA WOMEN'S CHAMPION!!!!
(***LIVE ACTION*** The scene opens in the locker room area, where we see EMT's and Angelfire members looking after T Money)
T Money: (groaning) Oh...ow...my ribs! That mothaf*cka broke my ribs!
EMT #1: (trying to help T up) Mr. Money...
T Money: (slaps him) MAN!!!!! WATCH WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING! I'm sitting here dying and sh*t! That bastard...(clutches ribs) sh*t!
Tina: Don't just stand there you idiots! He's hurt!!! Get him to the hospital!!!
EMT #2: Right away ma'am! Right...
Gutta Mouth: I got you T!
Tina: GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL!!!!
(The crowd cheers in the background as Gutta Mouth and the EMT's help T Money back to his feet, and begin to carry him out of the room)
PP: HAHA! What about that, Rosie?!
RS: Ladies and gentlemen! The NFWA has struck...and right now, T Money...T Money's being taken away! T Money has been taken out by Tresserhorn!
(The camera then cuts to satellite feed from San Antonio, TX, where we see Shawn Michaels talking to his wife Rebecca. The crowd boos wildly in the background as their images appear on screen)
RS: Well, folks, there you see him! The man who dealt the final blow to the NFWA, Shawn Michaels! And why?! Why did Shawn do what he did?! Why did he cost Panther and Diamond that match at SlamFest?! Folks, we will talk to Shawn Michaels later on! Don't you dare miss it!
Esmerelda Vs "The Seductress" Lyla Page
("The Beautiful People" hits the PA system as the arena lights dim, and flashing white and blue spotlights fill the arena. The crowd cheers in the background as "The Seductress" Lyla Page steps out onto the stage and then heads down the entrance ramp towards the ring. She climbs upon the ring apron, steps through the ropes and walks towards the center of the ring as fans cheer and snap pictures)
RS: Fans, there you see her! "The Seductress" Lyla Page! As we saw a few moments ago, she made an impact at SlamFest, turning her back on Alyssa Sanders and Angelfire, helping Kammy win the Women's Title for a history-making 4th time!
PP: Well...as much as I don't like Angelfire these days, I dunno if I can agree with that! I mean...as pretty as Alyssa is...I don't understand why she's even hooked up with Angelfire but...I dunno.
RS: Well in just a moment, she does battle with the mysterious Esmerelda! This woman...this woman who we now know was behind these savage sneak attacks on Kammy and other women in the NFWA locker room over the past few weeks.
PP: Yeah, she's a damn psychopath, and--
RS: WAIT!!!!!!!!! THAT'S ALYSSA SANDERS!!!!! ALYSSA FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING...
PP: WHAT THE...
RS: ALYSSA FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING WITH A CHAIR...
PP: Look out Lyla--
RS: OOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF LYLA PAGE!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA...
PP: I thought she went to the back with the rest of Angelfire!!!!
RS: Well obviously she didn't! Alyssa Sanders was given the Unholy Cross by Tresserhorn before the break, and now she's in the ring with a chair--AND SHE IS BEATING THE HELL OUTTA LYLA PAGE!!! CHAIRSHOT AFTER CHAIRSHOT AFTER--MY GOD--CHAIRSHOT!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA SANDERS IS DESTROYING LYLA PAGE!!!!
(Officials rush out from the locker room and attempts to pull Alyssa off of Page, as she continually jams the chair into the ribs and head before tossing it to the canvas. The crowd boos in the background as Alyssa calls for a mic from the ring announcer)
RS: These officials out here to try to get some control...as Alyssa...she's got a mic!
Alyssa: Look at her!!!!! You people...(crowd boos) SHUT UP AND LOOK AT HER!!!!!! This bitch, Lyla Page stuck her nose in my business at SlamFest!!! She cost me my Women's Title at the PPV...she and that worthless slut Kammy stole the Women's Title from me, and you can see right here exactly what happened! She paid for it...dearly! And Tresserhorn...I hope you were paying attention, pal! Because NOBODY...man, woman, child...NOBODY puts their hands on Deadly Candy and gets away with it!!!!!!! So what I'm gonna do right now...is make a challenge!!! Tresserhorn...you're man enough to put your hands on me when you've got a bunch of people watching your back! Let's see just how brave you are when you're fighting me straight up!! So Tresserhorn...if you've got the balls, I'm challenging you to a match...Friday Night...FNS! I promise you...if you accept...this beating I just gave to Lyla Page here...(laughs) that's nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to you!!!!!!!
(Alyssa tosses the mic down as "My Generation" starts up over the PA system)
PP: Wait a minute, Rosie, is she serious?!
RS: Alyssa Sanders...she just made a challenge...to Tresserhorn?! Alyssa challenging Tresserhorn to a match?!
PP: She musta lost her damn mind!
RS: Alyssa...about 5', 100 pounds, and she's making a challenge to Tresserhorn?! Oh wait a minute, she's got that damn chair again! These officials trying to help Lyla outta there...oh no! C'mon, no! Alyssa...get that chair away from her, damn it!!! Get the chair...
PP: What is she...
RS: Alyssa...shoving the officials asid--OH GOD!!!!!!!!!! RIGHT IN THE THROAT OF LYLA PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA SANDERS JUST JAMMED THAT CHAIR...I CAN'T BELIEVE...oh my God, Lyla's hurt!!!!! Lyla Page...we need some help out here for Lyla!!!
(Alyssa slides out of the ring and walks back up the ramp as officials attend to Lyla Page inside the ring. The camera then cuts out to the parking lot, where we see Gutta Mouth climbing into the ambulance with T Money as the sirens come on. A gold car pulls into the lot as the ambulance pulls away from the arena)
RS: Well ladies and gentlemen, there you see the results of what happened earlier on! Tresserhorn hitting T Money in the ribs with that sledgehammer...T could have some broken ribs or something, and now he's being taken away! T Money's being taken to the hospital...
PP: HEY WAIT!
RS: THAT'S...THAT'S KERRBOSKI!!! Kerrboski and DJP getting out of that car! And look at the smiles on their faces!!!! The World Class Superstars have arrived, folks! Later on tonight, they will meet Tresserhorn in a handicap match! Fans...don't go away! More IHG continues when we return!
****Commercial****
(We open with the satellite feed from HBK's home in San Antonio, where we see him talking on the phone to someone)
RS: Fans, welcome back to Gear, and we're still scheduled to hear from that man! Shawn Michaels! The man whose interference at SlamFest...in my mind and many others...may have been what killed the NFWA! He has promised to grant us an interview, and we will bring that to you later tonight, folks! Shawn Michaels will explain his actions from last Sunday night!
(The camera cuts to the Angelfire VIP room, where Tina and Firestorm are trying to keep Alyssa Sanders calm. Suddenly, the door opens, and the World Class Superstars walk in)
DJP: GREETINGS!!!!!!
Tina: (shoots the Superstars an evil glare)
Kerrboski: Sorry we're late! We were out a little late last night and we overslept!
DJP: Yeah...we were so celebrating the fact that Angelfire TOTALLY destroyed the NFWA at SlamFest!
Kerrboski: Yeah! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA (notices Tina's look) Ha....ha...um...er...something wrong?
Tina: What the hell is wrong with you two?
Kerrboski: Um...what?
DJP: Look...if this is about that order of Diet Dr. Pepper that got charged to your credit card...I swear to God it was all Boski's idea!
Kerrboski: No way, dude! That was so you!
Tina: (stomps) I'M TALKING ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED AT SLAMFEST!!!!!!!!!
Kerrboski: (long silence) Um...what about SlamFest?!
Tina: (mocking) "What about SlamFest?!" I'm talking about that ninja crap!!! Faking an injury all so you can attack T Money! You're own teammate?!
DJP: but...
Tina: BUT NOTHING!!!!!!! SlamFest was a special night for us! It was an Angelfire night, and when you did what you did to T Money last Sunday night, you not only embarrassed me, you embarrassed the Angelfire organization as a whole! We're supposed to be a family! We're supposed to stick together! I can't believe...
Kerrboski: But Ti...
Tina: SHUT UP!!!!!!! (brief silence) You know what...tonight, you guys are facing Tresserhorn...in a handicap match! Now I dunno whether or not you guys saw what he did to us earlier on...but you had damn sure better take his ass out! Because if you don't...we'll take...YOU out! (smiles sweetly) Have I made myself clear?
World Class Superstars: (nod)
Tina: Good...don't screw up!!!!!!
(Tina shoves them both aside and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The camera cuts out to ringside for the next match)
("Gary Numan with R.I.P" plays and the arena lights dim. The crowd gives a mixed (mostly positive) reaction Spike walks out onto the stage and starts down the entrance ramp to the ring. He climbs upon the ring apron, steps through the ropes and walks towards the center of the ring as the music dies down and a Red laser appears in the ring and
forms the Superman "S" Symbol then BOOM!!!! A Giant Pyro blast as "Nod Ya
head" by Will Smith Hits The PA as Tre Ramzey walks out onto the stage
in Superman Shirt with Shades on he poses on the stage as The Crowd go
Wild before making his way down to the ring high-Fiving his fans He gets into the ring and raises his fist as a massive pyro goes off. The lights return to normal, the music dies down and referee Stephanie Jenkins calls for the bell)
Ding Ding Ding!!!
RS: There's the bell, and this match is underway! Spike going 1 on 1 with Tre Ramzey! Spike...at 227 pounds is much smaller than Ramzey here...many say he's responsible for costing "Fate" Matt Siteman the Light Heavyweight Title at SlamFest!
PP: And he was! I mean, I saw that match! Tristram was hurt...his arm was hanging outta the socket, until this idiot here...this garlic breath Vampire Spike had to wander his way out there and cost him the match!
RS: Uh oh! Spike just slung back into the corner by Ramzey, who follows in with a clothesline--NOBODY HOME! Spike just able to get outta the way, and Ramzey hit hard off the buckle! And watch Spike here...Spike with Ramzey set up in the buckle!
PP: What the heck?
RS: Spike...setting up for something here...OH!!! OH MY!!!! Tornado DDT outta the buckle! Down goes the big Tre Ramzey, and there's the cover! The count...NO! Ramzey able to get the shoulder up just before the count of 3! And now look at Spike right on him! Staying right on Tre Ramzey!
PP: That's exactly what "Fate's" gonna do when he gets his hands on that little idiot! Look at him! What an albino!
RS: Shut up! Spike now...bringing Ramzey back to his feet...OH! Knife edge chop right to the chest of big Tre...and another one sends him into the ropes! Tre Ramzey in a bit of trouble here!
PP: C'mon, Ramzey! You cannot lose to this...this...vanilla midget!
RS: Ok, Nash! Irish whip by Spike...reversal by Ramzey sends Spike into the ropes...Ramzey misses with the clothesline...Spike comes off the other side with a high cross bod--oh boy!
PP: HAHA! Big mistake Spike--
RS: OH! LOOK AT THE POWER OF TRE RAMZEY! SLINGING SPIKE UP OVER HIS SHOULDER AND DRIVING HIM TO THE MAT WITH A HARD POWERSLAM!!! That could...sh*t that will do it! Hook of the leg...there's the count--NO!!!! Spike just able to slide out from underneath Tre Ramzey! Just barely!
PP: See, if that had been Siteman, Spike wouldn't have kicked outta that! That's because Spike woulda packed his bags and skipped town before the match even started! HAHA!
RS: Oh, I doubt Spike's afraid of Matt Siteman, if that's what you're saying!
PP: Who cares what you think?! You're an idiot!
RS: Well..HEY! Ramzey with Spike now...looks like he's setting up for a Suplex! He's got him hooked...oh! Spike going up and over!!! Nice move by Spike...and watch Ramzey...Ramzey turns around--RIGHT INTO A 3/4 NECKBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRE RAMZEY HAS JUST BEEN TAKEN DOWN BY SPIKE...BUT SPIKE'S DOWN AS WELL!
PP: C'mon...get up, Ramzey!!!
RS: This crowd in for a treat here tonight. Later on, we've got a huge match scheduled as Scarlet KV goes 1 on 1 with Krazed...in addition to the X-Treme Title match between Jayson Cage and Psyko Stevo...as Spike both men...both Spike and Ramzey getting back to their feet here! Ramzey and Spike...Ramzey's up first...Ramzey tries for a big boot, but misses...SPIKE WITH A BACK HEEL TRIP, DOWN GOES RAMZEY--AND HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A MOONSAULT! Into a lateral press...Stephanie Jenkins with the count...she's got 2...AND NO!! Ramzey with a powerful kickout! Spike just not gonna put him away that easily...and oh my...that's....
PP: Is that Siteman?!
RS: It sure is! Matt "Fate" Siteman on his way out here to ringside...and he doesn't look happy in the least bit! He feels that he would be the Light Heavyweight Champion if not for Spike's interference!
PP: And he woulda been! I mean...c'mon, Rosie! You saw the match!
RS: I did, and I can see what's on Siteman's mind here, as Spike backs Ramzey into the buckle...and--OH! Hard right hand tags the jaw! And another! And a left! And a right! Spike opening up on his opponent here as Steph...Steph, you may wanna do something about this, sis! That Matt Siteman is up to no good!
PP: Will you leave Matt alone and just call the match?!
RS: (sighs) Irish whip...reversal by Ramz--oh boy!!!!!!!! Ramzey with a full nelson locked on! This doesn't look too good for Spi--AYE!!!!!!!!
PP: SEE!!! WHAT A CHEATER!!!!!!!!
RS: Low blow, by Spike, countering the Full Nelson--AND WATCH SITEMAN!!! SITEMAN'S UP ON THE APRON! SITEMAN'S UP ON THE RING--SPIKE CATCHES HIM WITH A HARD RIGHT HAND!!!!!!!!
PP: YOU IDIOT!!!!! He cannot put his hands...
RS: He had no business being up there!
PP: I swear, if this bimbo Jenkins had any kinda brains in that airhead of hers, she'd disqualify this idiot on the spot!
RS: Spike caught Siteman right in the mouth...as Ramzey pulls himself to his feet! And watch Spike...Spike setting up for what looks like...SUPERKICK--MISSES!!!!! Ramzey ducks the Superkick--OH BOY!!!!
PP: TRELIMINATOR!!! TRELIMINATOR!
RS: RAMZEY'S GOT SPIKE SETUP!!! IF HE HITS THIS, IT'S ALL OVER!!! SPIKE--OH MY--NO!!!!!!! SPIKE COUNTER'S THE TRELIMINATOR--THERE'S THE STAKE ON RAMZEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE STAKE!!! THE STAKE ON TRE RAMZEY!!!! SITEMAN'S IN THE RING--
PP: HUH?!?!?!
RS: DAMN IT!!!
Ding Ding Ding!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner, as a result of a DQ: Spike!!!!
RS: Spike picks up the win here, but Siteman is all over him!!!! Siteman clotheslined the hell outta him as he was going for the pin, and now look at this! Siteman's got him setup! Spike...Spike...NO!!!!!! FADING AWAY!!!! SPIKE JUST DRIVEN HEADFIRST INTO THE CANVAS HERE!!!!
PP: HAHA! That oughta learn him to stick his nose where it doesn't belong!
RS: Spike...he's just been laid out...and now what's Siteman doing?! Siteman...helping Tre Ramzey back to his feet! Siteman...it looks as if he's trying to form some kinda alliance with Ramzey!
PP: HAHA! What an idea! I told ya, Rosie! This Siteman guy is brilliant!
RS: Oh! hard stomp to the head of Spike! Siteman...trying to get Ramzey to join in the fun!
PP: Yeah...ya know, I just might get in there and join in myself! Kick him! Kick hi...kick...what the...OOOOOOH!!!!!! HEY WAIT A MINUTE!
RS: RAMZEY...OH MY GOSH! RAMZEY'S GOT SITEMAN BY THE HAIR!!!
PP: You idiot! What are you doing?!
RS: Ramzey with Siteman--OH MY GOODNESS, HE'S GOT HIM SETUP! THIS CROWD...
PP: MAAAATT!!!!!!!!
RS: THE TRELIMINATOR ON MATT SITEMAN!!!!!!!!!! SITEMAN HAS BEEN LAID OUT!!! SITEMAN HAS BEEN LAID OUT! AND RAMZEY...HE LOOKS PISSED OFF!!!!!!!
PP: What the....wha...what the hell did he do that for?! The big crackhead!
RS: Ramzey...apparently not happy about being cost this match by Siteman...I dunno! It looked to me as if Spike had the match won anyway, but anyway you look at it, Matt Siteman has just paid the price for his actions!
(The camera cuts backstage, where we see Tresserhorn warming up for his handicap match with the World Class Superstars. Suddenly, he's approached by Amy Dumas)
AD: Excuse me...excuse me, Tresserhorn?
Tresserhorn: (turns to Amy)
AD: Tresserhorn, I know that in just a few minutes, you're gonna be facing the World Class Superstars, the NFWA Tag Team Champions, in a handicap match. But what I wanna know is...well...earlier on, Alyssa Sanders made a challenge for you to face her this Friday Night on the Slam. What are your thoughts on Alyssa's challenge?
Tresserhorn: (light chuckle) Heh...hehe...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! (sinister smile) Amy...I'm usually not one to hit a woman...but Alyssa...you want a match with me? Fine...your funeral!
(Tresserhorn turns away from Amy and continues to warm up. The cameras then cut back to San Antonio, where Shawn Michaels is smiling into the camera)
RS: Well folks...up next! We will hear from the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels! We will finally find out the reason behind his shocking attack on Panther at SlamFest 2! Whatever you do, folks, don't touch that dial, because I can guarantee that you won't wanna miss this!
***Commercial for Maximum Carnage, Sunday night July 29, from Philadelphia, PA, only on PPV***
(The scene opens at ringside, where the camera pans the crowd, picking up signs such as "Why, Shawn, Why?!", "HBGAY", "Angelfire sucks", and the "Shawn Must Die" poster from earlier in the night)
RS: Well fans...those signs right there pretty much tell the story! Last Sunday night at SlamFest, Panther and Diamond took on Tina and Firestorm! It was the NFWA Vs Angelfire! Both company's futures were on the line! If Angelfire lost...they were done! If Panther and Diamond lost...the NFWA was done! It was an emotional and tumultuous encounter, and let's show you how this one concluded! Take a look...
SlamFest 2 (6/30/02) VJ: Tina pulling Panther back to his feet...she's going for it again! She's going for it again--PANTHER COUNTERS WITH AN INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!!!!!!!!!! Tina...boot to the midsection by Panther--PANTHER CUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! KT: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! VJ: THE PANTHER CUTTER!!!!!!!!!!! TINA...TINA!!!! TINA IS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE IS OUT LIKE A DAMN LIGHT, AND THIS CROWD...OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! KT: Get up, Tina! Get up!!!!!! VJ: Panther just...my God! Tina is down after the Panther Cutter...and now Panther...Panther signalling for the end!!!!! Panther...I think he's gonna go for Da Bomb!!! KT: Firestorm...Tina...oh my goodness, Vince! This can't be happening! VJ: Panther has Tina...and he's got her setup!!!!! If Panther hits this move, Angelfire is done!!!! Angelfire is gone for good! KT: Vince, this isn't fair!!! This isn't fair at all! VJ: Panther has Tina in position...Firestorm...Firestorm's got the ref!!! KT: Huh? VJ: What the hell is he...HEY!!!! HEY WAIT A MINUTE... KT: THAT'S SHAWN MICHAELS!!! THAT'S SHAWN MICHAELS!!! VJ: SHAWN MICHAELS!!!! HBK IS IN THE RING... KT: What the hell is he doing here--OOOOOOH!!!!!! VJ: NOOOO!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! HE JUST HIT PANTHER WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HBK... KT: What the...did he...did you see that Vince?! VJ: HELL YES I SAW IT!!! SHANW MICHAELS JUST SUPERKICKED THE HELL OUTTA PANTHER, BEHIND THE REFEREE'S BACK!!!! DAMN IT...Kevin...I can't believe... KT: Where did Michaels come from?! VJ: I don't even know!! Shawn Michaels...he just appeared outta nowhere...and now he's headed back through the crowd...and Tina...oh no!!! NO!!!!! DON'T TELL ME!!! KT: VINCE!!!! VINCE LOOK! VJ: TINA'S GOT PANTHER...THE COVER ON PANTHER! TINA'S GOT THE LEG HOOKED!!! NO!!!! 1...........2............NO!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KT: HAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!! Ding Ding Ding!!!! ***Cue "You Gets No Love" (Remix) Announcer: Here are your winners: The Team of Firestorm, and Tina!!!!!!!!!! KT: VINCE!!!!! I TOLD YOU, VINCE! I TOLD YOU!!! THE NFWA IS DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! VJ: Son of a...Shawn Michaels...this can't be happening! Angelfire was banned from ringside... KT: SHAWN MICHAELS ISN'T A MEMBER OF ANGELFIRE!!!! SHAWN MICHAELS...AN UPSTANDING CITIZEN... VJ: HE JUST LAID PANTHER OUT WITH THAT KICK!!! AND TINA...ANGELFIRE HAS STOLEN THIS THING...AND I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!! I CAN...wha...what does this mean?! (***LIVE ACTION*** The scene opens inside of Shawn's home in San Antonio, where he's sitting on the sofa alongside his wife, Rebecca. The crowd boos wildly in the background when Shawn's image appears on the screen) RS: Well fans...there you see him...one of the most controversial men in the history of sports-entertainment! Shawn Michaels...with his wife Rebecca, and Shawn...it's been more than a week now, since SlamFest. You've had a lot of time to think about your actions. I mean...everyone knows your history with Panther! The two of you have had a rocky relationship to say the least, but what I wanna know...what we all wanna know is why, Shawn? Why did you do what you did at SlamFest? Knowing that this match would effect not only Panther...not only Diamond...but the entire NFWA as a whole! Knowing that you would affect fans and wrestlers alike! Knowing that you would affect people's livlihoods! Shawn...tell us why! HBK: "Why?!" Why, Rosie, you're talking to me as if I'm a bad guy! (crowd boos) As if I did something wrong! Last Sunday night, I simply did as what the Lord Almighty told me to do...and that's do unto others...as they...would do unto you! RS: (silence) Well... HBK: Oh...wait Rosie! Wait...I sense a little bit of confusion in your voice! You obviously don't get it, do you Rosie?! Well let me make things a little more clearer for you! See...March 31, 2001...the original SlamFest! It was Me...it was Chyna...it was Panther, taking on Firestorm, Sniper, and Triple H! And can you tell me what happened, Rosie?! Do you remember how that match ended, huh?! RS: Well...Panther...turned on you... HBK: EXACTLY!!!!!!!!! That ingrate...I mean, Rosie, after all I've done for Panther! I taught him how to wrestle! I basically introduced him to this business! Heck...I MADE PANTHER!!! I MADE HIM THE CHAMPION OF CHAMPIONS! If it wasn't for me, that kid would be sitting in that craphole, Philadelphia, PA right now, doing God knows what with his life, and this is how he repays me! He attacks me...when I'm merely trying to help him out?! (chuckles) Well Rosie...I never...EVER forgot that! And I bided my time, Rosie! I mean, sure, I'd make a little appearance here! A little appearance there! Just to make Panther think that everything was all hunky dory...and I waited until just the right moment! Just the right moment where I knew that I could hurt him the most! Where I knew that I could pay him back, destroy his life! And that...is exactly what I did at SlamFest! What I did was take Panther...Mr. Big Time, Mr. Champion of Champions, Mr. Heavy Hitter...I took him, and I put him right back in his place! A reminder, that everything the Heartbreak Kid gave him...he can take...away! (laughs) RS: Yes, but attacking Panther is one thing! You could've gotten revenge on him at anytime! This is our company we're talking about! Your actions...they not only affected Panther! They affected millions of people around the world!! HBK: Rosie, Rosie, Rosie! Do you think I care that the NFWA is dead? That it's on its last leg? Heh...Rosie...I couldn't be happier! I mean...it's like Tina says...that company of yours is nothing but a cesspool of filth anyway! (crowd boos) I mean, c'mon, it's the truth! I mean...just take a look at what it did to me and my life! I mean...I was there for 3 months...3 short months, and look at all that happened to me! I mean...the NFWA came between me and my loving, caring wife Rebecca! It drove us apart...it nearly destroyed our family, and why?! For ratings! And Panther, he couldn't care less! Sniper couldn't care less! As long as the money was coming in! As long as the ratings were going up, that's all that mattered to them! And then the rest of the garbage they put on TV...naked women...catfights...all of that crap! I mean...this is not a show that is suitable for children! It's not suitable for some adults, for God's sake, and for 2 long years, Panther and the rest of em continually shoved this crap down our throats, and you sick, disgusting people continued to watch it! (crowd boos) Well ya know what...you people...you may have loved this filth, but me...I'm on a higher plane! You see...in the past year...something happened to me! A very special thing! I found something in my life that was sorely missing...I FOUND...THE LORD!!!! (crowd boos) PP: You idiots! Don't boo the Lord! RS: (shakes head) HBK: That's right, I found the Lord...and he gave me strength...more strength than any of you idiots have ever given me while I was killing myself for you...night in and night out! He gave me the strength to reconcile with my wife Rebecca! And as you can see...(kisses her on the cheek) our family is whole once more! He gave me the strength to get my life to get my life together...to be born again, free from sin! And ya know what...after getting my life together...He gave me a mission, and that mission was to save the lives of each and every last one of you people! (crowd boos) You see, I didn't do what I did at SlamFest just because I wanted to...I had to...to cleanse your souls of evil! To bring some much needed morality into your lives! And what better way to do that, than to rid the world of the most immoral wrestling organization on the face of the earth? And that, my friend, is why I did what I did! Not for myself, but for each and every last one of you people out there! And you may not be very happy right now...but sooner or later...sometime down the line...you will thank me, believe me when I tell ya! (doorbell rings) Who the heck...who is that? Rebecca: (shrugs shoulders) I dunno. RS: Well...Shawn, you can talk about your mission and what not...frankly, I think you're full of sh*t! (crowd pops) HBK: (laughs) Ah, Rosie! The street urchin that you are, it wouldn't surprise me! I mean, you grew up in filth, surrounded by so much immorality, that you probably don't even recognize it when you see it (doorbell rings) I mean...face it, Rosie! I...(doorbell rings again) I...(doorbell rings again) I...(doorbell rings again) WHO IS THAT!??!?!?!! Rebecca: (gets up) Don't worry, honey. I'll get it. (Shawn looks slightly annoyed as Rebecca exits the room and starts towards the front door. Shawn continues) HBK: Anyway...as I was saying...(rolls eyes) Rosie...you're just like the rest of them, but believe me, when the day of judgment comes, you will thank me! You will thank me for everything I've done for you, the wrestlers will thank me, because their souls will **CRASH*****SCREAMS*** What the...Rebecca!!!! Re...Rebecca...OH...OH GOD!!!!!!! PP: WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!!! RS: THAT'S PANTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PANTHER...PANTHER JUST SPEARED MICHAELS!!! PANTHER JUST SPEARED... PP: THAT'S HIS HOUSE!!! PANTHER'S AT SHAWN'S HOUS-- RS: OH MY GOODNESS!!! PANTHER BEATING THE HELL OUTTA SHAWN MICHAELS IN HIS OWN HOME! PANTHER'S GOT A VASE! HBK: CALL THE POLICE! CALL THE POLICE! CALL-- PP: HAHA! RS: OH!!!! RIGHT OVER THE HEAD OF HBK!!!!!!!!! SHAWN IS DOWN!!! SHAWN IS DOWN, AND PANTHER'S ALL OVER HIM!!! PANTHER... (Panther hits Shawn with a right hand, sending him tumbling into the cameraman, and the screen snows out.) RS: Oh...oh no, we've lost our feed, ladies and gentlemen! PP: What the...what's going on?! RS: I dunno! Panther has attacked Shawn Michaels in his own home...MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!! ****Commercial**** (The scene opens in the interview area, where Amy Dumas is standing with Psyko Stevo) AD: I'm here with Stevo, folks, and it's been a crazy night already! T Money has been hospitalized...Panther has assaulted Shawn Michaels at his own home in San Antonio...we still don't have the feed or any word on what's been going on since the break! We'll try to bring it to you as soon as we have word, folks, but Stevo...there's been talk of some sort of surprise that you have in store for us here tonight. Rumors have been running around the locker room for a few days...would you care to let us in on the secret? Stevo: (holds his belt up to his ear) WHAT'S THAT, MR. X-TREME TITLE?! SHE'S A NOSEY BITCH, YOU SAY? AD: WHAT?! Stevo: (whispers) Mr. X-Treme Title doesn't like you very much. AD: (pouts) Stevo: Now Amy...I do have a surprise for the NFWA...but you know what...I'm not gonna let you in on it yet! You're gonna have to wait just like everyone else. But I can tell you...it will be a blockbuster! HA!!!! Tootles... (Stevo smiles and walks out of the picture as the camera cuts back out to ringside for the next match) Handicap Match: The World Class Superstars Vs Tresserhorn (Golden spotlights shine on the arena as the low drums of the Olympic theme play over the PA system. Golden sparks shower down onto the stage and the crowd boos wildly as the World Class Superstars walk out onto the stage with their Tag Team Title belts. They raises the belts into the air before starting down the entrance ramp to the ring. At ringside, the two climb upon the ring apron, climb opposite turnbuckles and raise their belts to the crowd, as they boo and take pictures) RS: There you see them...the World Class Superstars! 2 men who attacked their Angelfire teammate T Money at SlamFest 2, and they don't appear to be on good terms with the rest of Angelfire! PP: I don't see how anybody can be on good terms with Angelfire! They're a bunch of asses! RS: Well...unfortunately, they're still in power here in the NFWA thanks to Shawn Michaels! PP: Speaking of Michaels, what the hell is going on out there! Did we get that feed back, yet? RS: They're trying! Fans, as soon as footage is available, as soon as we find out what happened out there, we'll bring it to you! Shawn Michaels...he got...MAN! (The music dies down, the lights return to normal and "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack hits the PA system. The crowd cheers, red and white spotlights shine on the entrance, and we await Tresserhorn's arrival!) RS: Well here he comes, ladies and gentlemen! Tresserhorn! One member of the NFWA roster who is hellbent on destroying Angelfire! PP: Yeah, that's one thing I've gotta give the guy. RS: Tina signed this match, and you heard what she told the Superstars earlier on! It's either him or you! Destroy Tresserhorn, or be destroyed! PP: Yeah, Angelfire may be falling apart...but I think it could be too la...hey! Where is that Tresserhorn guy anyway?! RS: The Superstars awaiting Tresserhorn! It was an attack from Angelfire that put him out of action a few weeks ago... PP: HEY!!!! LOOK!! RS: What the...oh my it's Tresserhorn! From the crowd!! Just like earlier on...Tresserhorn hops over the guardrail...he's headed into the ring... PP: Oh Kerrboski... RS: Tresserhorn--OH!!!!!!!!!!! MY GOD WHAT A SHOT!!!! Ding Ding Ding!!! RS: Tresserhorn with a big boot just caught Kerrboski right in the face...and now he's got DJP now!!! He's got DJP by the throa--OOH MAN!!!!!!!!! DJP just tossed into the buckle, AND NOW LOOK AT TRESSERHORN GO TO WORK! RIGHT HANDS! LEFT HANDS! BODY SHOTS! PP: Look out, Tress! Behind you, behind-- RS: OH! Kerrboski caught coming in with a clothesline! And watch Tresserhorn now! With DJP...hard boot to the midsection...he's got him set up now...OH!!!!!!!!! GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!!! Perfectly exectuted! Cover by Tresserhorn...1...2...NO! Kerrboski able to break up the count after 2!!!!! And now...uh oh!!! Kerrboski hammering away with those hard right hands to the head of Tress, and it appears that the surprise element that Tresserhorn was going for may have worn off! Kerrboski now, with Tresserhorn by the hair--HARD chop right to the chest of the big man! PP: But look! It didn't even phase him! RS: Kerrboski...another chop, and Tresserhorn is smiling! He's smiling at him! PP: And Alyssa wants to fight somebody like this?! He's a freak! RS: Another chop to the chest, and another right hand, doing no damage at all, as Kerrboski hits off the ropes!!! Kerrboski coming off--OH BOY!!!! RIGHT INTO THAT HUGE RIGHT HAND OF TRESSERHORN'S!!! THAT HAND WRAPPED RIGHT AROUND HIS THROAT!!!!!!! PP: HAHA! Bye bye Mr. Superstar--HEY WAIT!!!! RS: DJP from behind, clipping the knee of Tresserhorn! And now Kerrboski again, firing off with right hands!!! And now the numbers game starting to catch up to Tresserhorn! The Tag Team Champions...doing a number on the big man...and OH NO! Tresserhorn is down! Tresserhorn goes down, and the Superstars pounce on him a like a pair of jakals! PP: More like a pair of Jackoffs if you ask me! Look at em... RS: Say what you will about them, they're in control! And they're out to make Tresserhorn pay not only for what he did to Alyssa, but for what he did to them at the PPV as well! PP: Along with that unknown guy...whoever the hell he was! RS: Watch this, now! Kerrboski and DJP bringing Tresserhorn back to his feet...what's this here...double suplex coming up...NO!!! They can't get him up! The World Class Superstars...trying to Suplex Tresserhorn--OH MY LORD!!! PP: GEEZ! RS: TRESSERHORN WITH A DOUBLE SUPLEX OF HIS OWN!!!!!!!!!! BOTH MEN TAKEN UP AND OVER...AND HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THAT KINDA POWER, PETE?! PP: I'll give it to him! The man is strong! RS: Tresserhorn back to his feet...and look at the look on his face! He's hot, Pete! PP: What, you wanna go out with him or something? RS: I'm a happily married woman! PP: Tell that to your husband! RS: Kerrboski back to his feet...TRESSERHORN CATCHES HIM WITH A HARD RIGHT HAND!!!! DJP back up...and right back into another big boot from the big man! He's got both Superstars now! Both Tag Champs! What is he gonna do--OH!!!!!!!!!! GOOD GRAVY!!! DID YOU HEAR THAT?!?!? PP: Sounded like a hollow ring if you ask me! RS: Meeting of the minds there, by Tresserhorn, as if the Superstars actually had one to begin with, and a HARD right hand! Both men just mowed down to the canvas by this monster!!!! PP: Ya know what, Rosie, I don't think the Superstars can beat Tresserhorn! RS: I think you may be right! He's got Kerrboski set up here...right in the center of the ring...OH...POWERBOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kerrboski just folded up like an accordion thanks to that powerbomb! And watch DJP, now...on the ring apron! DJP...appears to be headed to the top ro--OH!!!!!!! Another boot by Tress sends him flying off the apron and right into the guardrail! PP: HAHA! He's got more boots than Timberland tonight! RS: You ain't lying there! And now he's got Kerrboski! Tress winding up on the arm...short arm clothesli--OH! That wasn't sposed to happen! PP: No sh*t! He took out the ref! RS: Kerrboski ducked that short arm, and the referee caught that forearm right between the eyes! Oh wait...Kerrboski from behind...Kerrboski from behind---THERE'S THE BOSKI SLAM ON TRESSERHORN!!!!!!!!! Damn it...that's gonna do it right there!!! Kerrboski with the cover...the hook of the leg... PP: But look at the referee! RS: Referee Peterson way outta position after catching that forearm! Now he sees it! Peterson with the count now...1....2...NO!!!!!!!!!! HE KICKED OUT!!! TRESSERHORN KICKED OUT!!!!! PP: How the heck!??!?! RS: This crowd...Kerrboski is livid! Kerrboski can't believe that someone has actually kicked out of the Boski Slam, and oh boy, he's hot! Kerrboski... PP: Would you control your horomones and call the match?! RS: (gives Pete a mean look) Kerrboski with Tresserhorn by the hair...what's this?! Setting up for a fisherman's suplex or something--OH!!! Hard right hand to the ribs by Tresserhorn! And another one, and Kerrboski releases the hold! And watch Kerrboski...misses with a clothesline...oh boy, he's caught!!!!!!!!! Tresserhorn's got him up!!!!! PP: HAHA! Goodnight, Kerrboski!!!! RS: Similar to the Treliminator! He calls this the Cursed Rack! And here it comes--WAIT!!!! DJP again clipping the knee...Tresserhorn sent tumbling into the--HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PP: WHAT IN THE WORLD?!?!?!? RS: THAT WAS ALYSSA SANDERS!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA JUST BASHED TRESSERHORN IN THE HEAD WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR!!!!!! DJP from behind... PP: WAIT!!! RS: SUPERSTARDOM!!!!!!! THE SUPERSTARDOM ON TRESSERHORN! THERE'S THE COVER...2...3!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN IT!!!!!! Ding DIng Ding!!! **Cue The Olympic Theme! Announcer: Here are your winners, the World Class Superstars!!!!!! RS: Deadly Candy...that no good Alyssa Sanders, for the 2nd time tonight...where the hell did she come from?! PP: I dunno! She's like a damn mole or something! RS: The 2nd time tonight, she came out from underneath the ring, and she absolutely laid into Tresserhorn with that chair, and I'm certain that if not for her, Tresserhorn would've won this thing! PP: Well...I dunno about that, but... RS: What is she doing?! Alyssa...Alyssa tossing chairs into the ring...alright, this is enough here! The match is over! PP: What are they doing? RS: I'll tell ya what they're doing! They're gonna maim Tresserhorn! DJP with a chair! Kerrboski with a chair...and Alyssa Sanders...seemingly leading traffic here! PP: Ya know...as much as I hate these Angelfire idiots, this could be the end of Tresserhorn right here! RS: They're measuring him with those chairs! Tresserhorn trying to pull himself back to his feet... PP: Hey look! Look... RS: WHAT?!?!?! THAT'S GLACIER!!! THAT'S GLACIER!!!! GLACIER'S OUT HERE WITH A METAL BASEBALL BAT--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HE JUST NAILED DJP RIGHT IN THE HEAD!!! RIGHT IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THAT BAT!!!!!!! PP: IS HE CRAZY?!?!!? RS: Down goes DJP...Kerrboski and Alyssa to the outside...there's no honor amongst these thieves, I tell ya! Alyssa and Kerrboski are leaving DJP now!!! PP: HAHA! Some family, eh?! RS: DJP has been left all alone...and now look at Glacier! Glacier suffered his own back injury during a match with the Superstars at Showtime...recently undergoing surgery to repair the damage done, and now he's got DJP in the ring!!!! Tresserhorn and Glacier...with DJP all alone in the ring! Tresserhorn's got DJP, and look at that look in his eyes! He's got DJP set up... PP: HAHA! Here it is, Rosie! Here it is! RS: The Unholy Cross! The same thing that happened to Alyssa earlier on--DAMN IT!!! Alyssa and Kerrboski are back...and they pull DJP out of the ring! Damn it, they just saved his life!!!! PP: Oh...he was gonna get it, Rosie! RS: Damn right he was! The Superstars pick up the win here tonight, thanks to none other than Alyssa Sanders...and this war between Tresserhorn and Angelfire...it's FAR from over! Now folks...wait a minute...I'm being told...I'm being told that we've gotten our feed back! We've regained the satellite feed from San Antonio! Let's take you back... (The camera cuts back to San Antonio, where we see Shawn Michaels lying on his front lawn surrounded by cops and covered in blood. Panther is nowhere to be found) RS: OH MY GOD!!!!!!! PP: HAHAHA! RS: Shawn Michaels...oh my God! Shawn Michaels has just been.... PP: Did he get thrown through that window?! RS: Michaels has been taken out by Panther! My God...oh my...fans, we've gotta take another break! Don't you dare go away!!!! ***Commercial*** (The scene opens outside of Michaels' home, where an ambulance has now pulled up, and he's being loaded onto a stretcher) RS: Fans...we're back here on Gear, and there you see the shocking discovery that we saw before the break! Shawn Michaels...we were interviewing him earlier on! Panther just burst right into the house and beat the HELL outta him! We lost our feed, and when we came back... PP: I guess you could say Shawn caught a P-Diddy-style ass whooping! HAHAHA! This is great! RS: There you see Rebecca, Shawn's wife! She's in tears out there! Michaels...Michaels being loaded into the back of that ambulance...my God! What did Panther do to him?! PP: Well whatever he did, you had better believe that it was only the beginning of what he's got coming to him! (The EMT's shut the doors of the ambulance and prepare to drive away with Michaels, as the camera cuts back to the arena, where we see Diamond in her office watching on a monitor. She has a big smile on her face when, suddenly, 3 dark shadows fall over her. The camera pans out, revealing Sniper, Maria, and Shane McMahon standing behind her. Diamond turns to them nervously, almost backing away) Sniper: Hey Di. What's poppin? Diamond: (suspiciously) What do you want? Sniper: What do we want? Diamond...we want the same thing that you want, and that's revenge for what happened to you and P. at the PPV! I mean, c'mon, Di, I may not have always seen eye to eye with you...but you're my boy's wife! You think I'm gonna let those jackoffs do something to you and get away with it? Diamond: (looking around nervously) You turned on him before! How do I know I can trust you now? Sniper: (laughs) Look, I don't give a damn if you trust us or not, but remember, I was NFWA from the very beginning, and I'm damn sure not gonna let Tina and the rest of them destroy what I helped build without a fight! Now Diamond, you don't hafta like me, you can hate me for all I care, but face it...we're on the same side sweetheart. Like it or not! Shane: Yeah...LIKE IT OR NOT! WHAM! Sniper: (turns to walk away, but stops) And oh yeah...how come I wasn't invited to the wedding? Diamond: Got lost in the mail. Sniper: (laughs) Right. Let's go y'all! (Maria gives Diamond a cold look before the trio exits the room, closing the door behind them. Suddenly, the phone on Diamond's desk begins to ring, startling her. She walks over to the desk and answers the phone) Diamond: Hello...(surprised look) THIS IS WHO?!?!?! (Diamond has a strange look on her face, as the person on the other end continues to talk. The camera then cuts out to ringside, where "Tom Sawyer" is playing over the PA system, as Shark takes a seat at the commentary table) RS: Fans...we're being joined out here right now by Shark...and...Shark...last Sunday night at SlamFest, you defeated Krazed in order to received a shot at the TV Title sometime down the line...but not before having a run-in with none other than Scarlet KV... Shark: (adjusts his headset) That's right, Rosie! See...I went in there saying that I'm the "GOAT"! That I'm the greatest of all time, and Krazed, you should've listened, because I damn sure proved it in the ring! And as far as Scarlet KV's concerned, the only reason he doesn't have a belt around his waist right now, is because I took it from him, and if he keeps on, I'll take a helluva lot more than a belt from him, if you catch my drift! (The arena lights dim, as "I'm Back" by AZ hits the PA system. Flashing red and yellow lights shine over the entrance, and the crowd boos as Krazed strolls out from the locker room and starts down the entrance ramp to the ring. He shoots an angry stare in Shark's direction before climbing upon the ring apron, stepping over the top rope and walking across the ring, not taking his eyes off of Shark for a moment. The two engage in an intense staredown as the arena lights drop, the music dies down and "Dragula" hits the PA system. A bright red spotlight shines on the entrance, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as Scarlet KV walks out from the locker room. He immediately sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, shoves referee Alan Cooper aside and goes right for the knee of Krazed. The lights return to normal, the music abruptly stops, and Cooper calls for the bell) Ding Ding Ding!!! RS: WHOA! Scarlet KV not wasting a moment! He goes right to work on the larger Krazed... PP: You gotta give it to KV! He's proving why he's the near-perfect human creation! He went right for the kne-- RS: UH OH!!!! Krazed firing back with those huge right hands!!!! KV in a bit of trouble! This is where the size and strength comes into play! Krazed backing KV into the ropes now...Irish whip...KV off the ropes...ducks the big boot from Krazed...KV off the other side--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FLYING SIDE KICK RIGHT TO THE JAW OF KRAZED!!!! And the big man is reeling!!!! PP: C'mon, Krazed!!! KV: OH! KV with a back heel kick catching Krazed right on the side of the head! And once again to the body, and big Krazed is in some trouble! Krazed...he's being overwhelmed here!!!! He's on the ropes... PP: Krazed, you'd better do something and do something fast!!! RS: Scarlet KV off the ropes...HIGH CROSS BODY--OH HE'S CAUGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Krazed caught him in midair...like a small child!!!!! Krazed... PP: What's he gonna do with him, Rosie?! RS: I dunn--OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PP: Did you see that?!?!? RS: KRAZED JUST DUMPED RIGHT OVER THE TOP WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM!!!! WHAT STRENGTH ON THE PART OF KRAZED!!!! PP: He's a monster, Rosie! Shark: Yeah, he can be a monster, call him whatever you want. One thing you can't call him after SlamFest, is a winner! PP: Um...yeah, but he could be a winner tonight, after what he just did to KV! Did you see that? Shark: So what if he wins tonight? What does that matter! The bottom line is that Krazed didn't win when it counted! And KV...he wants to go running his mouth like he can beat me or something...well...let's just say that I DIDN'T beat his ass and take the TV Title from him! If he can't beat Krazed right here...what makes him think he even stands a chance in hell against me! (laughs) Look at him! RS: KV's back smacked right off the arena floor, as Krazed now...following him to the outside! What's he doing?! What is Krazed--AWWW C'MON!!!!!!!! PP: Now Rosie, you know he started this at SlamFest! And much like your mother, paybacks are a bitch. RS: What...SHUT UP! Krazed has that chair, c'mon ref! Don't let this thing get outta hand! Shark: Oh, let it get outta hand! Personally, I think the asshole has it coming! RS: Krazed stalking KV with that chai--OH WAIT!!!!!!!!!! KV DROPKICKING THAT CHAIR RIGHT BACK INTO THE FACE OF KRAZED!!!!!!!!!!!!! Krazed introduced the steel, and ate a mouthful of it as a result! PP: Oh man! Did you hear that?! RS: Yes, I heard it, and now KV has that chair! KV has that steel chair in his hand... Shark: Has Krazed proved that he's a loser, or what--OH!!!!!!! PP: HEY WAIT!!!!! RS: KV JUST HIT SHARK!!!!!!!!!!!! KV JUST HIT SHARK RIGHT IN THE HEAD WITH THAT CHAIR! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?! PP: He had it coming! RS: That's your answer to everything! Shark...he caught that shot right on the top of the head, and he is down! He is out...he didn't see it coming...I didn't see it coming! PP: Well you wear glasses, so you don't count! RS: (rolls eyes) Whatever! KV with a handfull of hair now...tossing Krazed back into the ring! And now watch KV...KV headed up to the top! Scarlet KV may be getting ready to finish this off...Krazed getting back to his feet! PP: Hey Shark...can ya see the action from down there?! RS: Cute! Krazed back up...and watch KV from the top--KV OFF THE TOP ROPE--OH MY GOD, HE'S CAUGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! KV DOVE RIGHT INTO THE RIGHT HAND... PP: Uh oh! Uh oh... RS: BIIIIG CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! KV JUST FOLDED UP LIKE A BOOK!!!!! AND THAT WILL DO IT!!!!!! The cover...1...2...THR--NO!!!!!!!! KV able to get the shoulder up after the count of 3!!!! PP: Aww man! How the hell did he kick out after that?! RS: I don't know...Shark...Shark starting to come to out here, and he doesn't look happy at all! Shark...well...to be quite frank... PP: He's pissed the f*ck off! He's gonna kill somebody! RS: Oh boy! Krazed now, pulling KV back to his feet...we could have a powerbomb on our hands!!!! Krazed...he's got KV set up!!! PP: Hey watch Shark! Shark's got that chair... RS: Shark headed into the ring with that steel chair...and Krazed has KV up...KV...KV with right hands to the head!!!! Big right hands to Krazed trying to counter--OH!!! Shark just tossed the ref outta the ring! Shark has lost it in there! Shark--OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PP: What in the world?! RS: SHARK WAS AIMING FOR KV...KV WENT FOR A HURACANRANA ATTEMPT, AND SHARK ACCIDENTALLY HIT KRAZED RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES WITH THAT CHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!! KRAZED WENT DOWN LIKE HE'D BEEN SHOT!!!!! AND--OH NO!!!!!!!!! SHARK FOLLOWS UP WITH A CHAIR RIGHT TO THE BACK OF KV!!!!!!!!! AND NOW SHARK WITH RIGHT HANDS!!! BOOTS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! HE IS ALL OVER SCARLET KV... Ding Ding Ding!!!! RS: And the ref just called for the bell! This thing has broken down!!!! PP: You're damn right it's broken down!! And Shark's gonna break his damn neck! RS: Watch Shark now! We've seen this before! Shark with Scarlet KV setup over his shoulder...ATLANTIS EXPRE--NO!!!! NO!! NO--KV CLAWING AWAY AT THE EYES!!!! KV CLAWING AWAY AT THE EYES OF SHARK!!! AND WATCH THIS NOW!!! SCARLET KV TRYING TO MOUNT AN OFFENSIVE!!! KV COMING BACK ON SHARK... PP: WE'VE GOT MORE COMPANY!!!! RS: Oh my gosh, It's Kaos!!!! Kaos from the back now...and he goes straight for Scarlet KV!!!!!! Kaos...remember, it was Scarlet KV who interfered in the Flaming Table match at the PPV between Kaos and Bruiser! Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!!! RS: My God, we've absolutely lost control of this thing!!!! KV has won this match via DQ...but now we've got a 3-way brawl in there... Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!!!! PP: We heard it the 1st time! RS: It's chaotic in there... PP: HEY LOOK!!!!!!! RS: HEY WAIT A MINUTE! THAT'S SQUIRREL!!!! THAT'S SQUIRREL!!!!!!!!! PP: WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE... RS: OOOOOH!!!!!!!!! BIG CHAIRSHOT RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SHARK!!!!!!!!! AND THERE'S ONE TO THE HEAD OF KV!!!! AND KAOS...KAOS CATCHES 2 FOR HIS TROUBLES, AND DOWN HE GOES!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUIRREL... PP: Where the hell did he come from, Rosie?! RS: I dunno! The former NFWA TV and World Champion has just returned to In High Gear! And now what?!?!?! Shark getting back to his feet! Squirrel is loading up for something! PP: Oh wait a minute! Do you know what we're gonna see here... RS: OH!!!!!!!! THE NUTT SHOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RIGHT ON THE JAW OF SHARK!!!!!!!!!!! SHARK IS DOWN!!! SHARK IS OUT!!!! SQUIRREL...MY GOD, SQUIRREL IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!! (Squirrel motions for a belt around his waist as "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr. Dre and Ice Cube hits the PA system. The crowd gives him a mixed reaction, with chants of "Welcome back, welcome back" breaking out across the arena. Security guards rush out from the locker room, and Squirrel slides out of the ring, hops the guardrail and makes an escape through the crowd. The camera then cuts out to the parking lot, where we see Chris Thomas walking towards the arena, where a couple of guys are unloading cases of Diet Dr. Pepper from the back of a tractor trailor) PP: Hey! That's Chris Thomas! What's he doing here?! RS: Chris Thomas...he lost his career to Psyko Stevo at SlamFest...but he's here in Cincinnati! What is this all about?! Why is Chris Thomas here?! ****Commercial**** (The scene opens at ringside, where we see Kevin Taylor walking over towards the commentary table) RS: We're back folks! It's been a wild night here on Gear, and...wait a minute! PP: What is this idiot doing out here?! RS: Kevin Taylor...don't tell me he's headed over here?! PP: This big nerd...I've got half a mind to--(Taylor slaps Pete) HEY!!! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?!?!?! KT: You're exactly what everyone's talking about, Pittsburgh Pete! You're a vile, foul-mouthed--(Pete shoves him) DON'T PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME, MAGGOT! I'M KEVIN YANCY TAYLOR! I'M THE #1 BROADCAST JOURNALIST IN THIS GAME, AND IF YOU'RE NOT CAREFUL, I COULD HAVE YOUR FAT ASS OUT ON THE STREET WITH THAT REJECT COUSIN OF YOURS! PP: Rosie, hold me back before I kick his Yankee ass! KT: Oh look at you! Resorting to violence! You can't handle things in a civilized manner! RS: Kevin... KT: BUTT OUT, ROSIE!!! This is between me, and this fat tub of lard out here! I mean who do you think you are, Pete? Defaming the reputation of Angelfire?! You bad mouth Tina?! A true Superheroine?! Well I refuse to sit back any longer and allow you to make a mockery of the broadcast THAT I MADE FAMOUS! I refuse to sit back here and allow you to insult the intelligence of the viewers! Pete...honest to God, I've worked with you for over a year! And after all the time we hosted Gear together, I've been waiting for this moment! I've been waiting to show the whole world just what kind of a talentless hack you truly are! I've waited over a year to beat you like the fat dog that you are! You piece of crap! PP: Now hey wait--(Kevin tries a right hand) RS: HEY WAIT--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PETE JUST HIT TAYLOR!!!! PETE JUST...TAYLOR JUST GOT HIS JAW JACKED! HIS CHIN CHECKED! TAYLOR IS DOWN!!!! PETE! TAYLOR IS DOWN! PP: (standing) Yeah! What now, you little idiot?! (crowd chants "Pete") RS: (smiling) Pete! Pete... PP: I'm sick and tired of this guy! You'da thought Vince gave him enough at the PPV! Who does he think he is, anyway! RS: Pete, I could kiss you! PP: (smiles) REALLY??!?!?!? RS: Um...oh wait, Pete! TURN AROUND! LOOK OU--AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! (Pittsburgh Pete turns around and gets hit right in the head with a blackjack by Kevin Taylor. Taylor then stands over Pete's fallen body, spits in his face and begins to stomp him as officials rush out from the locker room. Taylor takes the blackjack, and repeatedly hits Pete in the head with it as the officials and Rosie Sanchez try to pull him offThe crowd boos wildly in the background as Taylor kicked Pittsburgh Pete in the face, drawing blood. The crowd boos and chants of "Asshole" break out across the arena as Taylor is held back, and the officials begin to attend to Pittsburgh Pete. The cameras then cut back to the locker room, where Kerrboski and DJP are sitting around talking, when theres a knock at the door. DJP gets up to answer it...When he opens the door some guy dressed in a black mechanics outfit and army boots. He has on sunglasses and a jamaican hat. He says to DJP... Guy: (Jamaican Voice)"Hey Mon! DJP..Duuuuude, somebody orderd you what looks like a lifetime supply of Diet Dr. peppper Mon!! DJP: Who the hell are you? Do you work here or something? GUY: Hey Mon, i'm just a janitor Mon! They told me to send you that mssage and i just doin mah job mon! Kerboski: Cool, somebody ordered us some Dr. pepper!! Guy: No, not you mon, it said DJP on the boxes! Sit your hypr ass down! DJP: yeah, Move chump change. After DJP moves the man oput of the way and walks out of the lockerroom. Kerboski is sitting with a mad look on his face. Guy: Whats wrong with you Mon? Why the long face? Kerboski: WHAT DO YOU THINK IS WRONG WOTH ME? I WANT SOME DAMN DR. PEPPER TOO! Guy: Calm Down Mon, I know nothing about it..i'm just here to clean your room...Besides, there is no Dr. pepper anyways. Kerrboski: What?!?! When this guy grabs his janitors cart, he reachs in like hes grabbing a mop or something but pulls out a sledge hammer. He nails Kerboski in the face with the sledge hammer. he takes off the hat and glasses and long black wig and revreals himself as T Money. RS: HEY!!!! THAT...THAT'S T MONEY!!! T MONEY HAS JUST LAID OUT KERRBOSKI WITH THAT SLEDGEHAMMER!!!!!! What the...I thought he was hurt!!!!!! (Suddenly, the camera cuts out to the hallway, where we see Gutta Mouth stomping away on a fallen DJP) RS: And there you see Gutta Mouth!!!!!! Gutta Mouth in the hallway doing a number on DJP!!! The Superstars have been set up! The Superstars...Gutta Mouth with DJP...oh no...no...PILEDRIVER ON THE FLOOR!!!!!!! PILEDRIVER!!! DJP IS OUT!!! DJP IS OUT LIKE A LIGHT! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! (Suddenly, the door of the VIP room opens up, and out walks T Money with a big smile on his face and a spray can in his hand. He tosses it to Gutta Mouth, who spray paints "YOUNG KILLAZ" on the back of DJP in big black letters. T Money then leans down to DJP and laughs) T Money: PAYBACK IS A BITCH....SUCKAAAAASSSSSS!!!!!! (Gutta Mouth then hands T Money a blunt, and he lights it up. The two then walk out of the picture. The camera does a close up on the fallen DJP before the screen fades to black.) ***Commercial*** NFWA Rewind SlamFest 2 (6/30/02): VJ: And watch Thomas now...uh oh! He just grabbed that bat! That metal baseball bat that was lying in the ring, and Thomas now...head full of steam at Stevo--OH!!!!!!!! KT: CRAP! VJ: STEVO WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK JUST KNOCKED THAT BAT INTO THE HEAD OF THOMAS!!!!!!!! THOMAS... KT: I gotta hand it to Stevo there, Veej! That was a nice move! VJ: Thomas is down on the mat, and now Stevo...Stevo's got that steel chair...oh no! Stevo dragging him out towards the center of the ring now! KT: What's he...hey wait a second, Veej! What's he doing?! VJ: Stevo setting that chair up around the head and neck of Thomas...oh no!!! No...don't tell me... KT: He's gonna try and break his neck, Vince! VJ: Thats steel chair folded around the head and neck of Thomas! And watch Stevo...Stevo off the ropes!! KT: Oh no! NOOO! VJ: OH MY--DOUBLE STOMP ON THE CHAIR!!!! MY GOD!!!!! MY GOD HE BROKE HIS NECK!!!!! HE BROKE HIS DAMN--AND STEVO STANDING ON THAT CHAIR!!!! SQUASHING THOMAS' HEAD, LISTEN TO THOMAS SCREAM!!!! THOMAS SCREAMING IN PAIN!!! THOMAS...STEVO'S GOT THE MIC... Stevo: QUIT, THOMAS!!!!! QUIT!!!!!!!!!! SAY IT!!! SAY IT!!! Thomas: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Stevo: (Stomps on the chair again and presses harder) DAMN IT, THOMAS I SAID QUIT!!!!!!! QUIT OR I'LL BREAK YOUR F*CKING NECK!!!!!!! QUIT!!!!!! Thomas: AHHH...I QUIT!!! I QUIT!!!!!!! VJ: OH MY GOODNESS! Ding Ding Ding!!! **Cue "Between Angels and Insects" Announcer: Here is your winner, and STILL NFWA X-Treme Champion: Psyko Stevo!!!!!! VJ: Psyko Stevo...victorious here in that brutal encounter with Chris Thomas, and Kevin...it's official! Chris Thomas is OUT of the NFWA! (The scene opens back in the VIP room, where we see Tina and the Angelfire suits standing over the fallen bodies of the World Class Superstars. Tina's having a fit, as usual) Tina: DAMN IT!!!!!!! Suit #1: Tina... Tina: I can't believe this! I can't...(kicks a chair) where the hell were you idiots when this was happening?! You should've stopped this!!!! Suit #2: We're sorry ma'am... Tina: You're damn right you're sorry! You know what...did you see which way they went?! (suits shake their heads "No") Well you know what...I want you to FIND THEM! Find T Money! Find Gutta Mouth! Find them both and you bring them to me...NOW!!!!!!!!! Suits: Yes ma'am! (The suits all exit the room to go looking for T Money and Gutta Mouth. Meanwhile, the camera cuts out to ringside, where we see Rosie Sanchez sitting at the announce table alongside Kevin Taylor) RS: Fans, I'm being joined here by Kevin Taylor, and Kevin...what the hell is wrong with you?! KT: What is wrong with me?! First off, I'm not going to sit back and allow that animal...that beached whale to disparage the great Angelfire the way he's been doing all night long! He makes me sick, always has, he always will, and I've had enough of it! As far as I'm concerned, this is the last you will ever see of Pittsburgh Pete, so fans...you may rejoice, because the #1 broadcast journalist in the game, the King of Tuesday nights...has returned to IHG! RS: Man, talk about gimmick infringement. KT: Are you accusing me... RS: Look, I'm not in the mood for you and your crap here tonight. We've got one match left, and apparently, Psyko Stevo has some sort of surprise for us. KT: Oh, and let's not forget, Rosie! Speaking of surprises...this Friday night...FNS...Ice Cube has promised some sort of special announcement, and I've got word...the boys in the back are telling me that when FNS goes on the air this Friday night...ICE CUBE WILL RETIRE!!!!!!!!! Isn't that great?! RS: Well...Ice Cube has been battling injuries as of late...I dunno. I've heard the rumor...I dunno if it's true! KT: But you don't know a lot of things! I'M a certified genius, and I'm telling you that right here Friday night, live from Rockford, ICE CUBE WILL RETIRE!!!!!!! RS: Well...I hope that's not the case. (Suddenly, the arena goes dark, and "Between Angels and Insects" hits the PA system. Green mist pours out from the locker room and the crowd cheers wildly as Psyko Stevo steps out onto the stage with a weird smile on his face. Noticably, his X-Treme Title belt is missing. He stops at the top of the ramp, turns back towards the entrance and motions for someone to come out) RS: Stevo... KT: What's he doing, Rosie? Who's he calling for? RS: Psyko Stevo...calling for somebody...HEY WAIT A SEC!!! THAT'S...THAT'S CHRIS THOMAS!!!!!!!!! Chris Thomas... KT: Now what is this all about?!!?!? RS: We saw Thomas entering the building earlier on...but what is he doing out here with Stevo?! Is this...is this Stevo's surprise?!?!? (Stevo shakes Thomas' hand and the pair starts down the entrance ramp towards the ring. Stevo climbs upon the ring apron, holds the ropes for Thomas, and allows him to step through the ropes and into the ring. The crowd pops and chants "Psyko, Psyko, Psyko" as the music dies down, the lights return to normal, and Psyko Stevo calls for a mic from the ring announcer) Stevo: Thank you!!!! Thank you Cincinnati! Thank you! (crowd pops) Now first off...about a week or 2 ago...I made a challenge for an I Quit match for SlamFest 2! A special challenge...where if my opponent didn't win that match...he would hafta leave the NFWA forever! Now...with me being the King of X-Treme...the Ironman in the NFWA...especially considering my recond in I Quit Matches, but you know what?! I WAS WRONG! Because there was one man out there that had the guts to take the challenge! He had the heart to step in this very ring at the biggest PPV of the year and give it his all! And that's the man standing to my left...yes...Chris Thomas!!! (crowd pops) Now Chris...I invited you here to IHG...and I did it for one reason...and that's to pay my respects to you! I mean...did you guys see SlamFest?! This guy truly...TRULY took me to the limit! I mean...there were a few moments there where...oh I dunno! I thought you had me there! But that wasn't the case, because Psyko Stevo walked out still the NFWA X-Treme Champion, and you...well...you quit! But that's ok...that's fine, because right here tonight in Cincinnati, I invited you here to pay tribute to you! So please...turn your attention to the Panthertron, and let's all pay homage to this wonderful...wonderful man! Chris smiles as he turns to the Panthertron. Angelic music plays in the background, as we clips from SlamFest's I Quit Match play on the Panthertron, such as Stevo's zip-line kick to the head of Chris Thomas, the Psyklone to the jaw of Thomas, Thomas catching the roundhouse kick from Master Shidoshi, Stevo kicking the baseball bat into Thomas' face, and finally, Stevo standing on Thomas' head as he screams "I QUIT!" The ends, and the camera focuses on Thomas' face, who looks to be in shock) KT: What the heck?! He calls that a tribute?! RS: Chris Thomas...I think he thought that he was out here to be honored by Stevo...but it looks like...Stevo... KT: He's making a mockery of the man! Thomas: WHAT'S THE DEAL?!?!?!? Stevo: The deal?! "The deal" as you so eloquently put it, is that YOUR ASS IS GONE FROM THE NFWA!!!!!!!!! (Crowd goes wild) So don't let the doorknob hit you in the ass on the way out!!! KT: What a cheap bastard--OH! RS: STEVO!!!! HE JUST BLASTED THOMAS IN THE HEAD WITH THE MIC!!! CHRIS THOMAS IS DOWN!!! THOMAS IS DOWN...AND NOW STEVO'S CALLING OUT SECURITY!!!! SECURITY ON THEIR WAY TO RINGSIDE! KT: UNBELIEVABLE!!!! (The crowd cheers in the background, as chants of "Na na na na...hey hey hey, Goodbye" break out across the arena. The guards yank Chris Thomas out of the ring, drag him out to the floor as Stevo continues) Stevo: (laughing) Bye friend! Now Cincinnati, that wasn't the REAL surprise that I was talking about! RS: It wasn't? Stevo: (turns to the announce table) NO IT WASN'T!!!!!!!!! My real reason for coming out here tonight is to introduce my brand new Tag Team Partner!!! RS: What?! Stevo: That's right! This partner...he's not only 10 times better than T Money could ever be, but like me...he is the true definition of "X-Treme!" He's been with the NFWA since it started and never taken a break...He's taken more shots to the head then any other athlete on the NFWA roster yet he's still alive and in one piece...and most important of all...he's my BEST BUDDY in the whole wide world... (Stevo points back towards the locker room, as the lights dim, and "Between Angels and Insects" starts back up over the PA system. The crowd cheers in the background as green mist pours out from the entrance, and they await the arrival of Stevo's new partner) KT: Rosie...I haven't heard anything about this. Do you have any idea who his partner is? RS: Oh, but I thought you knew everything Mr. Know It All! Mr. Broadcast Journalist! KT: Yeah, but I don't know what he knows! I mean...how can I?! The man's a...lunatic! He's insane! RS: Stevo's partner...where is he? (Suddenly, the music stops, the lights return to normal, and Psyko Stevo is standing in the ring with the X-Treme Title held high above his head. The crowd clamors, confused) RS: What the... KT: Where's his partner? MR. X-TREME TITLE: A NEW ERA OF TAG TEAM WRESTLING IN THE NFWA HAS BEGUN, AN XTREME ERA! RS: (buries her face in her hands)Oh dear Lord! Mr. X-Treme Title: I HAVE GROWN TIRED OF SEEING MY BROTHER AND SISTER, THE TAG TEAM TITLES BEING ABUSED BY THOSE IDIOTS THE WORLD CLASS SUPERSTARS, AND OTHER TEAMS IN THE PAST. THEREFORE MY PARTNER PSYKO STEVO AND I WILL FORM THE MOST XTREME TAG TEAM IN THE HISTORY OF THE NFWA TO RID THE FEDERATION OF THE TRASH THAT HAS BECOME THE TAG TEAM DIVISION. IN THE COMING WEEKS YOU WILL SEE WHAT TEAM WRESTLING IS ALL ABOUT, YOU WILL SEE WHAT XTREME IS ALL ABOUT... AND AT THE END OF THESE WEEKS, YOU WILL HAVE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS. RS: Stevo...Stevo...good heavens he's just not there! KT: Understatement of the century! Stevo: That's right! And right now, we issue an open challenge to any Tag Team that's got the guts! Any Tag Team... (Suddenly, "The Sickness" hits the PA system, and flashing red and blue spotlights fill the arena. The crowd boos wildly as Jayson Cage steps out onto the stage with a mic in his hand, and an annoyed look on his face. He signals for the tech crew to cut the music, the music dies down, and he begins to speak) Cage: Excuse me?!?!?!! You idiot!!! What's wrong with you?! What...(Stevo waves at him) STOP THAT!!! What the hell is the matter with you?!?! (rolls eyes) I mean...GOD! You're like the Pee Wee Herman of the NFWA! KT: HAHA! That was a good one, Rosie! RS: Whatever. Cage: And you people cheer this animal! You cheer this freak! He's nothing but a disgrace to the NFWA! A disgrace to the X-Treme Title! But you know what...that's ok! That's fine, because in just a few short moments, you will disgrace that title no longer! Your little "Tag Team"...it'll be short-lived! Because guess what...IT'S CAGETIME, and I'm fixing to show you and the entire world exactly why YOU CAN'T BEAT...MR. ELITE! (drops the mic) RS: Oh wait...Cage drops the mic! Jayson Cage headed down here to the ring! Oh my...Kevin...this thing is on!!!!!!It's on now...Cage hits the ring... Ding Ding Ding!!! X-Treme Title: Psyko Stevo (Champion) Vs Jayson Cage RS: This match is underway...and Stevo goes right at him!!! Stevo...Cage...trading right hands! These 2 athletes going back and forth! Back and forth... KT: Cage is winning it, Rosie! RS: OH! Knee to the gut sends Stevo reeling...and now watch Cage...Irish whip...Stevo off the ropes, ducks the clothesline coming off! Stevo--OH!!! PSYKLONE!!!!!!!!!!!! THE PSYKLONE CATCHES CAGE RIGHT ON THE JAW!!! AND NOW LOOK AT HIM HAMMER AWAY!!! RIGHT HANDS! RIGHT HANDS!!! TO THE HEAD OF JAYSON CAGE! KT: The idiot's gone wild again! Get security back out here! RS: Stevo with Cage now...Irish whip--JAYSON CAGE hits hard off the buckle...AND ANOTHER ONE! STEVO SENDING HIM PILLAR TO POST!!! PILLAR TO POST!!!! ROUNDHOUSE KICK CATCHES HIM RIGHT ON THE JAW!!!!!!! AND STEVO...(crowd pops in the background) STEVO WANTS TOYS!!! STEVO'S GOING FOR TOYS!!! STEVO TO THE OUTSIDE... KT: Oh no! RS: Ladies and gentlemen, this one is fixing to get X-TREME!!!! We've gotta take our last commercial break! Fans...don't you dare go away! More IHG on the other side!!!!! ***Commercial*** (When the break ends, Psyko Stevo jams a chair into the face of Jayson Cage, sending him back into the buckle) RS: Fans, we're back on Gear, and it has been all Psyko Stevo during the break! And watch this now! Stevo setting that steel chair up in the center of the ring. KT: I don't like this, Rosie... RS: Cage...out of it in the buckle and watch Psyko Stevo...OH MY!!!!!!!!!! STEVO... KT: Look at this... RS: STEVO WENT FOR A MONKEY FLIP ATTEMPT! AND WATCH CAGE! CAGE CAUGHT HIM! HE CAUGHT HIM--OOOOOOOOOOOOH DAMN! POWERBOMB ON THE CHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!! POWER...SWEET JESUS HE KILLED HIM!!! THERE'S THE COVER...1...2...NO!!!!!!!!!! Stevo just barely able to kickout! KT: Oh come now, Rosie! I think that was a 3! RS: It was damn close, no matter what it was! And Stevo...his back just exploded off that steel! KT: Yeah, you were talking about Glacier's back surgery...wait a sec...look here... RS: Cage now with Psyko Stevo here...looks to be trying to slow down the pace of this match-up. Cage the larger of the 2 men, and look at him! Scooping Psyko Stevo up with ease...AND DRIVES HIM DOWN ACROSS THE KNEE WITH A BACKBREAKER!!!! And... KT: Oh, he's not done with him, Rosie! RS: Cage lifting him up again! What power on the part of this young man...OH!!!!!!! One more time, driving him down across that knee!!!! Jayson Cage...this guy...wow! KT: He's got IT, Rosie!!!! He's got it! RS: He's got what?! Pop? KT: He's got--NO!! That is SO 2000 anyway! This man's got that special intangible! I think he can do it! I think he can beat Psyko Stevo and end his reign of terror once and for all! RS: Well...I don't think Mr. X-Treme Title will like that...WHAT AM I SAYING?!??! Cage now with Steveo...trying to turn him over...trying...can he get him... KT: Yes! Yes! Yes! RS: Oh...BOSTON CRAB BY JAYSON CAGE!!!!!! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED ON PERFECTLY!!!! Psyko Stevo...the damage being done to his back--HEY!!!!!! HE'S GOT THE ROPES, DAMN IT! KT: It's an X-Treme match! Do you think it's really gonna matter?! RS: Cage...(sighs) You're right! KT: Well DUH! (scoffs) RS: (starts to smack Kevin, but catches herself) Jackass! Jayson Cage is on a roll here! Fresh off of his win against Drake Stone at SlamFest 2...he feels that he can pull this thing out, and I think that he could pull it out, as scary as it sounds! KT: What's so scary about it?! I mean...STEVO'S GONNA TAP!!! STEVO'S GONNA TAP!!! RS: Is he?! Is he...STEVO TRYING TO HOLD ON! HE'S IN EXCRUCIATING PAIN! KT: Funny! I always thought he was too stupid to feel pain! OH! RS: Cage breaks the hold, and DRIVES and elbow into the small of the back of the Psykotic one! Jayson Cage is solidly in control of this match...and he may be getting ready to end it, Kevin! He may be...Cage now...lifting Stevo back to his feet! KT: This could be it! This could be... RS: He's got Stevo up!!! He's got him up...AND DOWN HE GOES IN THE EXECUTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STEVO HAS BEEN PLANTED!!!!!! THERE'S THE COVER...HOOK OF THE LEG...NO!!!!!!!!!! Stevo somehow able to shoot that shoulder off the mat! And Cage...he can't believe it! Jayson Cage is livid! Where's he going?! KT: Most probably, he's going for...as you like to say..."toys!" RS: Cage to the outside...he just pulled something from underneath the ri--oh no! He's got a chain! KT: HAHA! Remember this, Drake Stone?! RS: Cage now with that chain, and now he's headed back into the ring! Stevo...he doesn't even see him coming... KT: I've got a funny feeling that Mr. X-Treme Title's gonna be moving soon! RS: Cage...OH!!! WRAPPING THAT CHAIN AROUND THE THROAT OF STEVO! STEVO TRYING TO FIGHT IT...STEVO...CAGE HAS GOT THAT CHAIN REALLY CINCHED IN GOOD!!! THOSE STEEL LINKS DIGGING INTO THE THROAT OF THE X-TREME CHAMPION! OH WAIT!!! STEVO FIRES OFF A RIGHT HAND!!!! AND ANOTHER ONE RIGHT TO THE JAW OF CAGE!!! STEVO...RAPID-FIRE RIGHTS!!! TAGGING THE JAW AND IT'S BROKEN!!!! CAGE DROPPING THE CHAIN, AND WATCH STEVO! HE'S GOT THAT CHAIR... KT: LOOK OUT, JAYSON! RS: WHA--OH MY...CAGE TRIED TO TAKE STEVO'S HEAD OFF WITH THAT CHAIN, BUT MISSES! Stevo...tossing that chair to Cage--PSYKOTINATOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KT: NO!!!!!!!!! RS: THE PSYKOTINATOR!!!!!!! THAT IS ALL!!!!!!! THE COVER...1...2...3!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD NO!!!! KT: ONLY A 2, ROSIE! IT WAS ONLY A 2!!!!! RS: Stevo can't believe it...my Lord what a match this is! These fans here in Cincinnati getting a treat here, as Stevo...lifting Cage to his feet--HARD knife edge chop catches him right on the chest!! And another! Irish whip in...reversal by Cage sends Stevo into the buckle! Cage now...charges in...AND HE'S CAUGHT!!!!! Stevo caught him coming in! Listen to this crowd!!!! KT: NO!!! FIGHT IT, JAYSON, FIGHT IT!!!! RS: Stevo's got the arms hooked! He's got the legs hooked!!! Here it is, folks...THE WIDOWMAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE WIDOWMAKER!!!! LOOK AT THE LOOK OF PAIN ON THE FACE OF CAGE!!!! HE IS BEING STRETCHED IN THAT VERY RING!!!! KT: Oh my God! I can't believe this! Wha... RS: Oh...Stevo breaks the hold! Cage...clutches his chest and his midsection! He was nearly torn apart with that last move, and now, Kevin, you kinda get the feeling that CageTime is running out!!!! KT: oh! You're cute, Rosie! Really, you are! RS: Well DUH! And now Stevo...oh he's got the steel once again!!!! Stevo's got that chair! Cage is out of it... KT: Jayson...look out!!! RS: Cage turns arou--OH!!!! Stevo misses the chairshot, and catches a boot to the midsection!!!! Cage now...spins him around--OOOH!!!!!!!!!!!! THE FALLDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE FALLDOWN!!!!! CAGE HIT THE FALLDOWN!!!! KT: THAT'S IT!!!!! NEW CHAMPION!!!!!!!!! RS: Jayson Cage...he's got this thing won! I can't believe... ***OOH-WAH-AH-AH-AH-AH*** (Suddenly, a HUGE pyro blast goes off on stage, as "Down With the Sickness" by Disturbed hits the PA system. Cage looks up, confused) KT: What the HECK is that?!?!?! RS: We've got...some music playing over the PA system...HEY!!! Look from the crowd... KT: That's Drake Stone!!! RS: Drake Stone from the crowd with a steel chair! Stone headed into the ring... KT: Jayson! Jayson, look out!!!! RS: Cage...Cage back to his fee--OOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!!! DRAKE STONE!!!! HOME RUN SHOT TO THE HEAD OF CAGE!!! MY LORD HE TOOK HIS HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!! KT: DAMN IT!!!! RS: The masked Drake Stone...he has just laid out Jayson Cage with that chair, and now what's he doing?!?!?! Stone...Stone... KT: He's taking off the mask!!! He's... RS: What in the world--THAT'S JOHNNY HAVOK!!!!!!!!!!!! KT: WHAT?!?!?! RS: JOHNNY...JOHNNY BY GOD HAVOK!!!! KT: I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD!!!!!!!!! RS: ME TOO!!!!!!!! HAVOK...IS HE DRAKE STONE?!?! KT: WHAT DO YOU THINK?!?!? OH BOY... RS: Havok's got Cage now...oh boy!!! KT: (drops his headset and runs) RS: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?!?!! Havok with Cage...oh no he's not!! No!! Havok...OH MY GOD!!! HAVOK BOMB!!! HAVOK BOMB--(drops her headset and runs) (The crowd cheers wildly in the background, as chants of "HOLY SH*T, HOLY SH*T" echo through out the arena. Havok hops out to the floor and grabs Cage just as Rosie Sanchez returns to the announce table) RS: OH SH*T!!!!!!!! If I had known I could get rid of Taylor that easily, I'da told Havok to do that 20 minutes ago!!! Jayson Cage...HAVOK BOMB OVER THE TOP ROPE THROUGH OUR TABLE!!!! AND HAVOK'S NOT DONE!!!! HAVOK'S NOT DONE!!! HE'S SETTING CAGE'S LIMP BODY UP ON THE NEW ZEALAND ANNOUNCE TABLE NOW!!!!!! NOW WHAT IS HE DOING?!?!?!? HAVOK...SON OF GUN, HE'S TELLING STEVO TO GO UP, NOW!!!! AND STEVO'S DOING IT!!!! PSYKO STEVO HEADED UP TOP!!!! CAGE IS OUT ON THE TABLE!!! MY GOD, FOLKS! MY GOD!!! OH--PSYKOTIC SENTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!! THROUGH THE TABLE!!!! MY GOD HE'S DEAD!!!!!! CAGE'S HEAD!!! STEVO'S DEAD!!! HOPEFULLY TAYLOR'S DEAD!!!!! AND NOW STEVO...HOOKING THE LEG!!! REFEREE JONATHAN TO THE OUTSIDE...1...2...3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ding Ding Ding!!! **Cue "Between Angels and Insects" Announcer: Here is your winner, and STILL NFWA X-Treme Champion: PSYKO STEVO!!!!! RS: Oh my what a match!!! Psyko Stevo, STILL the X-Treme Champion, and Johnny Havok has just stuck it to Jayson Cage!!!! Havok has stuck it to Jayson Cage...and...Kevin Taylor...where the hell did he go?!?!? I've never seen that little nerd move so fast! Fans...this is the NFWA at its finest! This is the NFWA at its best, and DAMN IT!!!! Now what?!?!!? Now what the hell...that's Gutta Mouth! Gutta Mouth out here at the timekeeper's table! What is he--HEY!!!!!!!!! He just nailed the Timekeeper!!! Gutta Mouth just nailed the timekeeper! And now he's leaving with the X-Treme Title! Gutta Mouth is leaving with the X-Treme Title! What the... (Gutta Mouth starts back towards the locker room with the X-Treme Title belt, just as Stevo heads over to the timekeeper's table and realizes it's missing. He turns towards the entrance, where he notices Gutta Mouth with the belt) RS: Uh oh, folks! Stevo...I think he just spotted the Gutta Mouth! He just spotted him, and now he's headed up there after him!!! Psyko Stevo...Gutta Mouth doesn't even see him coming--STEVO WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM BEHIND, AND DOWN GOES GUTTA!!! DOWN GOES GUTTA, AND STEVO'S ALL OVER HIM!! STOMPING AWAY!!! STOMPING AWAY AT GUTTA MOUTH!! OH NO!!!!! T MONEY!!! MONEY OUTTA NOWHERE JUST NAILED STEVO WITH THE ULTIMATE TITLE BELT!!!! STEVO...STEVO IS DOWN! And look at this here...WE'VE GOT A DOUBLE TEAM!!!!! GUTTA MOUTH AND T MONEY! THE YOUNG KILLAZ, AS THEY'RE CALLING THEMSELVES APPARENTLY! THEY ARE ALL OVER THE X-TREME CHAMPION, AND THEY'VE GOT HIM BY THE HAIR!!!! Stevo tossed right back into the ring!!!! Psyko Stevo...the Killaz right back in there, and they're right on him!!!! Stomping away at the X-Treme Champion! It's 2 on 1 here--WATCH HAVOK!!! HAVOK HITS THE RING NOW--SPEAR ON T MONEY!!!!!!!!!!! HE JUST SPEARED HIM OUTTA HIS BOOTS!!!! AND NOW HAVOK!!!! HAVOK ALL OVER MONEY!!! HAVOK HAMMERING AWAY...AND NOW WATCH GUTTA MOUTH!!! GUTTA MOUTH TRYING TO HELP OUT T MONEY...AND NOW HERE COME THE SUITS!!!!! THE ANGELFIRE SUITS ON THEIR WAY OUT HERE!!! THE SUITS IN THE RING NOW--C'MON DAMN IT!!!!!!! C'MON!!!! WE'VE GOT ABOUT 5 OR 6 OF THESE GUYS...THIS THING IS 8 ON 2!!!! 8 ON 2!!!! STEVO AND HAVOK AGAINST THE YOUNG KILLAZ AND THE DAMN ANGELFIRE SUITS!!!! THIS AIN'T FAIR, DAMN IT!!! THIS AIN'T FAI--OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH SH*T!!!!!! (Suddenly, a HUGE pyro blast goes off on stage, and "Line 'Em Up" hits the PA system. Flashing red and bluish white spotlights swarm the arena, and the Panthertron lights up, where Panther's face appears in a dimly lit room...perhaps the back of a limo. The crowd goes wild when Panther's image appears on the screen) Panther: "Panther's Dead", huh? Panther's dead?! (scoffs) BULLSH*T!!!! Not only am I very much alive, Angelfire, but Friday night...I'm gonna show you just how alive I really am! (crowd pops) You chumps may have won at SlamFest, you may have won the battle, but the war...it won't be over, until that bullsh*t organization of yours is laid 6 feet deep! Just remember, win or lose, things will ALWAYS be going the Panther's Way! Why? Crowd: CUZ THERE CAN'T BE ANY OTHER WAY!!!!!!! Panther: (sneers) AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!!!! (Pyro explodes from the ringposts, and the Angelfire members in the ring jump, startled by the blast. The lights return to normal, and the Panthertron goes black) RS: Panther...what the hell does he mean he's not coming alone?!?!? What does Panther have planned for FNS?!?!?!?!?!
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