Post by Tommy Rowan on Sept 23, 2013 1:35:06 GMT -5
Fireworks explode all around the stage of the EAW Anarchist Arena as "You Think You Know" by Device blasts from the speakers. The camera pans across the crowd, crazier then ever. Signs are shown being thrown up everywhere as we pan on EAW's commentary team, Jim Hill and Fred Davies, at the announce table.
Fred Davies:"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the last EAW Collision....EVER! I am Fred Davies alongside Jim Hill. Tonight, EAW ends and EoV begins."
Jim Hill:"Yes it does Freddy. The Evolution of Violence begins tonight. The UN have been storming through EAW and taking control of everything. Tonight, they are all competing in big matches. We will see who will face off at the pay per view!"
Fred Davies:"We're now going to take it to the ring with Marcus Senerchia for the opening contest!"
Marcus Senerchia:"The following is a Battle Royal to determine who will go onto Un-Killable to fight for the EoV Hybrid Championship!!!"
"Stop To Fall" By All Faces Down hits and the crowd begins to cheer. After the intro the lights begin to flash as Kurt Ryan comes out from the back with a smile across his face. He points out to the crowd before throwing up the metal horns and then continuing down the ramp, slapping fans outstretched hands.
Marcus Senerchia:"Hailing from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 186 pounds, he is Lethal Injection, KURT RYYYANNNNNNN!!!!!"
Kurt comes down the ramp and slides into the ring. He hops up on the turnbuckle and points out to the crowd before throwing the metal horns up again and then back flipping off the top rope, landing on his feet. He then takes his jacket off and places it ringside as he begins to stretch for his match.
"Rule Britannia" blares over the PA system, as the crowd begin to cheer. They know who that music signals, and soon enough, Ian Lenton appears on the stage. He's dressed in his ring attire (White trunks with "Lenton" written in red on the back, black boots) and begins to make his way down the ramp, with a smile upon his face.
Marcus Senerchia:"From Peterborough, England, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the Pride of Britain, this is IAN LEEEEENNNTTTOOONNN!!!!!!"
He slaps the hands of those in the first few rows, before walking up the steps; getting into the ring via the middle and top rope. Laughing, he rests against his corner, as the music fades.
The arena goes dark as red and white spotlights circle around the arena.As the beginning of the song drops. .. "BALL SO HARD MOTHERFUCKER WANNA FIIIINNNEEEEEEEE ME".
As the beat drops a huge red and white pyro explosion goes off at the top of the stage as "Niggas in Paris" starts to play. As the crowd erupts in boos Evans emerges from behind the curtain with energy. He stands at the top of the ramp smugly and looks around at the ground.
Marcus Senerchia:"From Bronx, New York, weighing in at 260 pounds, he is The Answer, JUSTIN EEEEEVVAAAAAAAANNNNNNSSSSS!!!!!!!"
He walks down the ramp and runs and slides into the ring, running and climbing up each turnbuckle and looks out into the crowd. As he jumps off the last turnbuckle he takes off his shirt and tosses into the ground. He then stands in the ring eyes focuses on the ramp- awaiting his opponent.
Kareem walks out from the back during the Bomb drop in the song, and when the music stars he slowly makes his way to the ring.
Marcus Senerchia:"From Terran, Iran, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is The Arabian Prince, KAREEM ALLLL-BAAAAASSSHHIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He stops at ring side before slowly entering the ring. He climbs the top turnbuckle then spits down at the ringside area to symbolize the dirty soil of America.
The beginning drum beats set in, the whole arena cheering or booing as they do. The stage fills up with smoke, slowly. At the 10 second mark, the initial beat sets in, white lights flashing to the beat of the drum. At the 28 second mark of the song, the words 'Killer Instinct' are muttered by an electronic voice, followed by two fireworks shooting off from the stage.
Marcus Senerchia:"From San Francisco California, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is The Wolf, MERCER SHEEEEEPPPAAARRRDDD!!!!!!!!!!"
Right then, Mercer Shepard bursts through the smoke, walking quickly down the stage ramp, sliding into the ring effortlessly as he looks around. He breathes heavily for a few moments before flipping back his hood, looking at the crowd for a while before his music cuts off at the 1:08 mark.
The bell rings and everyone begins throwing fists at each other. It looks like a huge mosh pit as everyone is just beating each other senseless. Suddenly, "Reborn" by Damageplan hits and Kuk Killswitch comes out from the back with a chair in hand. He lays the chair on the ramp and sits down on it, surveying the match.
Fred Davies:"Kuk Killswitch out here to watch this match. He's in the second Battle Royal later tonight."
Jim Hill:"Let's just give the UN the belt already!"
Kareem and Justin Evans are double teaming Kurt Ryan as Mercer is taking on Ian. Kareem and Justin lift up Kurt and attempt to throw him out, but Kurt elbows them both and they drop him. He runs and nails a double clothesline taking them both down. Mercer headbutts Ian and then nails Kurt with a clothesline. Suddenly, everyone begins to attack the bigger man and they have him in the corner. They lift him up and struggle for a few moments before they get him up and over the top rope.
Marcus Senerchia:"Mercer Shepard is eliminated!"
Mercer get's pissed and knocks down two referees. He slides back into the ring and takes everyone down before screaming out in anger. He grabs hold of Kurt and tosses him over the top rope. He grabs Justin and nails the "Fang". He is ordered out of the ring and charges toward the back.
Marcus Senerchia:"Kurt Ryan is eliminated!"
Fred Davies:"Mercer making his name known here tonight."
Jim Hill:"Might be the one eliminated first, but he made it known that he isn't someone you should mess with."
Kareem and Justin are up and it seems they have formed a small team for the match. They are beating down Ian who looks helpless. They grab hold of him and attempt to throw him out, but Ian kicks Kareem in the head and then shoves Justin away. Kareem falls back into the corner as Ian walks over to him. Ian is laying into Kareem with rights and lefts as Kareem falls lower and lower into the corner. Justin spins Ian around and kicks him in the gut. He goes for the "Final Answer", but Ian shoves him away and Justin comes back into "Lenton's Law"!
Fred Davies:"LENTONS LAW!!!!"
Jim Hill:"Where the hell did that come from?!"
Ian stands up and grabs Justin Evans. He kicks him in the gut and tosses him over the top rope, eliminating him.
Marcus Senerchia:"Justin Evans is eliminated!"
Ian raises his fists to the fans, but doesn't see Killswitch slide in the ring with the chair. Ian grabs Kareem and tries to throw him out, bit Kareem sees Killswitch and low blows Ian. Ian spins around, holding his groin, and Killswitch tosses the chair at his head. The chair slams into his head, wrapping around it and making an echoing sound. Ian falls and Killswitch points to Kareem. Kareem grabs Ian and brings him to the ropes. He puts his arms over the top rope and attempts to lift him out of the ring. Ian shakes the pain off for a minute and grabs Kareem by the head as he shoves him out of the ring. Kareem comes over the top and flips down, landing on the outside with his feet hitting the floor before Ian's. The bell rings and we wait for Marcus to announce the winner.
Marcus Senerchia:"Kareem al-Bashir is eliminated!"
The bell rings as "Rule Britannia" hits again. Ian stands up and begins to celebrate as Killswitch is in the ring, completely livid.
Marcus Senerchia:"Here is your winner, and neeewwwww number one contender for the EoV Hybrid championship.......IAN LEEEENNNTTTOOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!!"
Ian walks up the ramp and celebrates as Kareem gets up and shakes his head in grief. He slides in the ring and tries to attack the referee again, but Kuk grabs Kareem and shoves him back. The crowd is confused as is the referee. Kuk turns toward the referee and yells at him to leave. The referee does and Kareem spins Killswitch around and begins questioning the shove. Kuk looks at him and tells him to back off. Kareem moves forward and gets in Kuk's face. Kuk grabs a mic.
Kuk Killswitch:"I came in the ring and helped you, and you STILL fucking lost! Kareem, there are punishments for losing when you are given the help in the UN."
Kareem asks for the mic. Kuk reaches it out towards Kareem and Kareem tries to grab it. Kuk whips it away and smashes it into Kareem's head. Kareem stumbles back and looks confused. Kuk floors Kareem with a hard shot and then gets on top of him and starts throwing shots onto Kareem. Kareem pushes him off and tries to get up. Kuk comes in and drives his knee into Kareems face. Kareem immedietly starts to bleed. Kuk grabs the microphone and gets face to face with Kareem who is holding his nose.
Kuk Killswitch:"Clean yourself up scrub."
Kuk tosses a rag down to Kareem as "Reborn" hits again and Kuk walks out of the ring and up the ramp.
Segment
We come backstage where we see Kurt Ryan speaking to Danny Brannigan. He has a towel around his neck and a hat on his head. Suddenly, Kurt is grabbed from behind and tossed hard into the wall. His head bounces off and he immedietly is knocked out. The camera turns to see a man dressed in a Riot T-Shirt, baggy shorts, a pair of black combat boots, and some black wrist bands. He turns toward the camera and we see his face is painted white with a Red hand print. Danny comes over with the microphone and holds it near the man. The man grabs the microphone and pulls Danny to his face. He eyes him for a moment then shoves him across the room. Danny gets up and scurries away as the man grabs the camera and turns it towards himself.
Man:"My name....is Dick Devereaux. Born and raised in the roughs of Washington DC I am made for this type of business. I am made to fight. Made to brawl. Made to cause trouble. I am here for one reason and one reason only. I am here for a fight! I've seen war. I've felt hunger. None of these self important, rich born, motherfuckers know what it feels like to not have a meal every day. They don't know how it feels to be dirt...fucking....poor. They don't understand. And that's why I am better. I can last longer then they can. When I take away their weaknesses, their strengths will make them fall."
With that, Dick chucks the microphone and walks off screen, leaving the crowd confused and a little frightened.
The lights go out as a voice starts to speak over the sound system. It is the future... year 6969. Somewhere out in Megaspace. The Pelozees of The Lesbodyke Nebula, in order to continue breeding after removal from the Universe their last remaining enemy, men, created the PIL - Penile Impregnation Lingumbot. Rezark SP - a prototype PIL, accidentally launched Into chrono-space during the hyperfiber wars, has programmed a self Replicating evo-loop and drifts for a kilo-year, alone and sentient in a Tele-operative trajectory above Planet Three-S: formerly known as Earth. Lowering his astrogate to Planet Three-S, Rezark SP, the last surviving Chrononaut, has a bad case of blue ballsium and one thing on his hydro-mind.................
Pussy!
Fireworks explode from the ramp as Supersonic sex machine by Steel Panther blasts out of the speakers, the lights go wild with color and Marco leaps onto the stage, dancing in time with the music he strips out of his jacket and trousers with fireworks going off behind him.
Marcus: Introducing the competitor, weighing in at 210 pounds and coming to us from Los Angeles California.... This is The emperor of epicness, The Senator of Sexiness, The Incarnation of Incredible, The ambassador of awesome, The titan of titulation, the embodiment of exceptional and The Quintessential Ladies Man Marco Valintine.
Strutting down the ramp he claps the hands of the fans that are at ringside before leaping to the apron, after dancing a little more he leaps onto the top rope turning a 180 before moonsaulting into the ring landing on his feet as fireworks shoot out of the ring posts... He walks around the ring pointing at his fans as his music switches off he sits in the corner waiting for the match to start.
The arena is pitch black apart from a few flashes from the crowd. Suddenly, "We Bring An Arsenal" By Lost Prophets starts to play with blue and red strobe lights rolling around the arena. Once the 'wheyo wheyos' stop pyro explodes around the titantron and the lights come back on. HFH then appears and shakes hands with some of the fans on the ramp.
Marcus Senerchia:"From Glasgow, Scotland, weighing in at 234 pounds, he is the Human Highlight, HIGH FLYING HAAAARRRDDDCCCCOOORRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
HFH climbs on the ring apron before jumping the top rope to enter the ring and then posing on the turnbuckles. Once done posing, he backflips off the turnbuckle and the music stops.
The action begins right away as Marco and Hardcore exchange punches with Marco getting the better end of it by dropping HFH with a dropkick to the chest. An angered Marco stomps on Hardcore until he gets to his feet and nails Marco with a lifting knee to the gut. Marco staggers around a few steps, coming back as HFH sends him to the mat with a jumping face buster. Marco back on his feet as they begin to trade off punches until Valintine gets the better end of it by delivering a sharp kick to the back of Hardcore. HFH staggers a few steps as Marco nails him across the back with a double axe handle. Marco begins to torture HFH with a front face lock until Hardcore nails him with a low blow. Valintine bends over and Hardcore nails him with a dropkick to the head and Marco drops to one knee. HFH bounces off the ropes and charges back towards Marco. He jumps into the air and drops Valintine with a spinning heel kick to the face. HFH turns to the crowd and starts to mock his opponent. Marco spins Hardcore around and the two begin trading punches with Marco getting the better end of the exchange. He turns HFH inside out with a charging clothesline causing him to land directly on top of his neck.
Jim Hill:"OW! Marco killed him!"
Fred Davies:"Marco, a new superstar here, is taking care of HFH here tonight."
Valintine returns the favor and he begins to mock Hardcore to an ovation of cheers from the sold out audience. Marco drags Hardcore up by his hair and whips him to the ropes. When he comes back he lifts Marco up and slams him to the mat with an implant DDT. Marco bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air looking to land a moonsault but Hardcore rolls out of the way at the last second. Marco lands directly on his chest with nothing but canvas sending a loud “SMACK” sound throughout the ringside area. HFH leaps into the air and slams his leg across Marco’s neck with a leg drop. He quickly makes it back to his feet and heads to the corner. He jumps to the top turnbuckle and faces Marco as he begins to make it back to his feet. HFH leaps off the top turnbuckle looking to hit a tornado DDT but Marco counters the move by nailing HFH with a standing dropkick. Valintine makes it back to his feet bounces off the ropes. This time he lands a standing corkscrew moonsault on top of HFH. He goes for a cover on High Flying Hardcore.
1……….2……. Kick out by High Flying Hardcore!
Jim Hill:"That was close!"
Fred Davies:"Beautiful corkscrew moonsault right there!"
Marco rolls away from HFH and uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. Marco charges towards Hardcore looking to hit a second moonsault but this time Hardcore rolls out of the way. Marco performs a back flip and lands on his feet as HFH quickly rolls under the bottom rope. He starts taking a quick breather on the outside as Marco makes it back to his feet. He moves through the ropes and meets HFH on the outside with a punch to the face sending him staggering towards the ring post. Marco grabs Hardcore by his hair and attempts to slam him into the post. Hardcore counters it with an elbow to the chest of Valintine causing him to back away in an effort to catch his breath. Hardcore picks up a steel chair and folds in the seat. He swings the chair and slams it across the chest of Marco sending a loud “THWACK” sound throughout the ringside area. HFH unfolds the chair and places it back on the floor. He steps back a few feet and signals for something big. He runs forward and uses the chair seat to leap onto the ring apron. He bounces off of the apron and performs a picture perfect moonsault on top of Marco Valintine. The audience gives Hardcore a huge pop for his execution of the move while both men lie motionless on the floor.
Fred Davies:"This could be anyone's game now."
Jim Hill:"Marco is like a young hippie. Weirdo...."
HFH is seen rolling Valintine back inside of the ring. He climbs the apron and once again goes to the very top. He signals for another big move while Marco lies motionless on the canvas. He leaps into the air and performs a picture perfect senton just as Marco rolls out of dodge. HFH lands directly on his back sending an echoing “SMACK” sound throughout the ringside area. The crowd begins a “Lets go Mar-co!” chant in an effort to feed him some momentum. Marco staggers back to his feet and begins stalking a groggy HFH. Once he makes it back up Marco spins Hardcore around and attempts a super kick. The kick connects with his jaw and HFH collapses to the canvas. Marco drops to the mat with another pin attempt.
1……….2………..2 ½ ……Kick out by High Flying Hardcore!
Jim Hill:"Wicked superkick by Marco!"
Fred Davies:"Almost got him the win too."
The audience groans in frustration due to the anticipation of the pin attempt. Marco slides to the outside of the ring and grabs the steel chair. He folds in the seat and slides back in under the bottom rope. He unfolds the seat and places the chair a few feet away from the right hand corner of the ring. HFH begins staggering back up. Marco turns towards Hardcore and chops him across the chest. Unable to take him off his feet, Marco runs to the ropes and bounces off. He charges back to Hardcore and knocks him flat on his back with a flying elbow smash to the head. Marco jumps back to his feet and notices Hardcore lying motionless besides the chair he set up. Marco runs to the ropes and uses the chair to jump on top of the second rope. He jumps once again and plants both of his feet on the top rope. He launches from the tope rope with the Phoenix splash and lands directly on top of High Flying Hardcore. Marco hooks the leg and goes for a cover.
1……………..2…………………2 ½…………………3!
Jim Hill:"Marco's got it!"
Fred Davies:"And there's the winner!"
Steel Panther is heard playing on the sound system as Marco Valintine is announced the winner of the match. He slowly moves back to his feet and takes his place in the center of the ring. The referee raises Marco’s arm in victory and the crowd gives Valintine a standing ovation of applause. Valintine moves to one of the corners and climbs the ropes. He faces the crowd and begins to smack his chest in an effort to celebrate his win against High Flying Hardcore.
Segment
We come backstage to the U.N. locker room. We see all of the members sitting around doing various things. Michael is smoking a cigar, admiring the flavor as he twirls it in his fingers. Kareem is nursing his injuries from earlier, a rag on his nose to try and stop the bleeding. Kuk is re stranding his barbed wire bat, and TJ Pain is looking through his phone. Suddenly, the silence is broken by Kareem.
Kareem al-Bashir:"ALLAH DAMN IT! FUCK YOU KUK!"
Kareem stands up and tries to go for Killswitch. Michael stands up and blocks the path. Kuk points to Kareem and the two are throwing insults at eachother. TJ slams his phone down and turns to the men.
TJ Pain:"DAMN IT Y'ALL! Kareem, sit the fuck down! You deserved what you got earlier and need to calm your ass down! Kuk, come to me next time you want to do shit like that. Guys, we got some serious shit to do tonight! Kuk, you need to win that Battle Royal. Kareem didn't get the win so we have all our chips on you now."
Kuk Killswitch:"No problem. These fucks aren't even a challenge."
TJ Pain:"Good. Michael, I don't really need to remind you, but I will anyways. We can't handle any fuck ups tonight. You do what you gotta do out there tonight to get the win."
Kareem al-Bashir:"Make sure you win your match too TJ."
TJ turns to Kareem with a little bit of anger in his face.
TJ Pain:"Excuse me?"
Kareem goes to talk again, but TJ cuts him off.
TJ Pain:"Shut up! I know what I have to do and I damn well can get it done! Dreadful is nothing but a tranny with a wig who needs to be put in his place. I'll do what I have to do. Kareem, you need to focus on yourself. Kuk gave you the win tonight and you blew it. Open your mouth again and I'll have Kuk here make you eat out of a damn straw for the rest of your life."
Kareem shrugs and continues to nurse his nose. TJ walks over to the mirror in the locker room and leans on the sink. He stares into the mirror at his freshly bald head and continues.
TJ Pain:"Gentlemen, we are on the eve of domination. We have what it takes to take control of this company. Everyone needs to go in with full force. I don't want to see the best, I want better than your best. No more screw ups."
Kuk Killswitch:"Kareem."
Kareem stands up, but TJ turns and gives a death stare. Kareem says something in his native tongue then spits towards Killswitch. Killswitch stands up and grabs his bat.
Kuk Killswitch:"Spit at me again you fucking sand nigger. I fucking dare you!"
TJ Pain:"Guys, chill the fuck out! Y'all need to cut the shit. We have more important business to take care of. At Un-Killable, we make our name known. The U.N. is the biggest thing to come to EAW. And now, we will be the greatest thing to ever come into EoV!"
The men all stand up and walk out of the locker room, leaving the camera in an empty room.
Marcus Senerchia: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
(The lights dim down as we hear the intro of "Let it Die" by Ozzy Osbourne kick in. The crowd awaits looking at the stage. Once it hits the heavy rift the lights begins to flashes as we see David Dreadful walking out onto the stage wearing a hooded jacket. The crowd cheers as he begins to mosh violently on the stage. Kicking and shouting as he thrashing about.)
Marcus Senerchia: Introducing first, from Chicago Illionis, Weighing in at 216 Pounds. "The Outcast" David Drrrrrrreeeeaaaaadfffffuuullllllll!!!
(Dreadful makes his way down the ramp as the crowd continue cheering, David smirks as he slides into the ring and takes off his hood. He shouts out as he looks into the crowd.)
David Dreadful: LETS GET THIS ROLLIN!
(Dreadful walks over to the corner and slumps down in front of the turnbuckle staring off....waiting.)
Marcus Senerchia: And his opponent ...
("Do Me A Favor" by Stone Sour plays out across the arena. the intro is quiet and slow for a moment then picks up. The intro continues to play as the crowd begins to boo a bit. The intro ends and the words begin as the lights begin flashing from deep red to deep blue and TJ Pain walks out from the back with a pissed off look on his face. JR Anderson walks out behind him and points to TJ who simply looks down the ramp with a smug look and begins to walk. JR Anderson follows, boasting TJ's ego the entire way.)
Marcus senerchia: Wrestling out of Sin City by way of Baltimore Maryland, weighing in at 245 pounds, Accompanied to the ring by JR Anderson, Tee...Jay...PAAAAAIIIIIN!
(TJ has made it to the end of the ramp and now eyes the ring. He turns and walks over to the ring steps as JR Anderson goes around the ring to TJ's corner. He then walks up the steps and between the ropes. He immediately jumps up onto the second rope and stares down at the ground. He then spits on the ground and then raises his hand symbol into the air, the fans a sea of boos towards his blatant disrespect. JR Anderson laughs as he claps for his client. TJ snorts and jumps down, waiting for the bell.)
Fred Davies: This is going to be a good one folks, so hold on!
(The bell rings and Pain and Dreadful lock up. Dreadful grabs Pain’s arm and begins to twist it. Pain rolls through with it, takes Dreadful down at the legs and then quickly grabs him in a side headlock. Dreadful works his way to his feet and before he can do anything, Pain releases the headlock and grabs Dreadful in a hammerlock. This time, Dreadful rolls through with it and trips Pain down to the ground. Dreadful looks to go for “The Trick or Treat Driver” early on but Pain pushes him away. They both scramble to their feet and rush at each other but it’s Pain who is able to grab Dreadful in a roll up …)
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Kickout!
Fred Davies: Much like the rest of the action that you’ve seen and can expect to continue to see here at EoV, this match is going to be fast paced and non stop!
Jim Hill: Gotta love this balls to the wall action of the EoV!
(Both men get up and Dreadful slides around Pain, grabbing him around the waist. Pain slides behind him, grabs him and throws him down with a headlock take down. Pain keeps the side headlock synched in. After a few seconds, Dreadful works his way back up to his feet, backing Pain up. He shoots Pain off into the ropes and as he comes off of them, Dreadful drops down and Pain leaps over him, hitting the ropes again. As he comes off this time, Dreadful leap frogs over Pain. Pain hit’s the ropes for a 3rd time and as Dreadful turns around, he’s caught with a sidewalk slam from Pain.)
Fred Davies: Nice move by TJ Pain!
Jim Hill: I don’t think David Dreadful saw that one coming.
(Dreadful gets to his feet, holding his ribs, and is met by an uppercut from Pain, sending him staggering into the corner. Pain goes to send Dreadful into the opposite corner but Dreadful reverses it. Pain ricochets out of the corner and coming full speed ahead, connects with a big clothesline on an advancing Dreadful.)
Fred Davies: TJ is really on fire right now. He seems to have all the momentum swinging in his favor.
Jim Hill: That may be true for the time being. But Dreadful is a great competitor as well, and there’s no way he doesn’t get back into this match.
Fred Davies: Well, we’re going to see if TJ can keep it going or not.
(Dreadful crawls to the corner, using the ropes to help him to his feet. TJ runs and jumps up to the 2nd rope and begins hitting him with right hands ..)
1! 2! 3! 4! 5!
(Dreadful shoves him off of him, trying to give himself time to recover. TJ runs and jumps to the 2nd rope again but this time David moves before he does and once Pain lands on the ropes, Dreadful delivers a kick to the back of one of TJ’s knees, sending crashing back to the mat.)
Jim Hill: Nicely countered by David Dreadful!
Fred Davies: We were talking about momentum earlier and just like that, all of it has been taken from the sails of TJ Pain.
(Dreadful stomps the midsection a few times before driving his knee into the throat of Pain, until the ref forces Dreadful off of him. David gets TJ up and shoots him into the corner so hard that Pain crumbles to the mat after crashing into the turnbuckles at full speed. Dreadful hit’s the ropes and quickly leg drops the back of TJ’s head. Dreadful tries for a pin ..)
1...
2...
Kickout!
Fred Davies: This match is now David Dreadful’s to dictate. Will he try to slow the pace down and keep control or will he make it more fast paced.
Jim Hill: Well, I think that he needs to keep a faster pace. I know it’s safer to slow it down but he has the quickness advantage over Pain. I say use it.
(Dreadful sits Pain up and grabs him into a chin lock. He keeps it locked in for a good 10-15 seconds before TJ is able to fight back to his feet. He lands a few elbow shots, getting Dreadful to break the hold but Dreadful comes right back with an elbow shot to the back of Pain’s head. David lifts him up for a back suplex but TJ reverses the momentum, flipping behind him and landing on his feet. Dreadful quickly turns around and charges at TJ with a clothesline but TJ ducks under it. Dreadful hit’s the ropes and as he comes off of them, TJ nails him with hard back elbow to the mouth.)
Jim Hill: A tooth may have went flying with that shot!
Fred Davies: It’s obvious both of these men are looking to send a statement! They are here to prove just how damn good they are!
(Dreadful crawls to the ropes and uses them to help get to his feet. Pain charges and clotheslines Dreadful over the top rope and to the floor outside. TJ then hit’s the ropes and then looks to dive over the top rope onto Dreadful but Dreadful moves and TJ calls an audible, landing on the ring apron. Dreadful runs over, sweeps the legs out from under Pain and TJ comes crashing down, face-first, on the ring apron.)
Jim Hill: Nicely done by Dreadful! Great counter!
Fred Davies: TJ Pain has the experience advantage in this match but Dreadful is showing that he is no slouch when it comes to awareness.
(Dreadful lands a few stomps to the back of TJ, before climbing up onto the ring apron. As TJ battles to his feet, he turns around and Dreadful hit’s a springboard moonsault onto the standing Pain, taking him back down.)
Fred Davies: High risk move by David Dreadful but it pays off!
Jim Hill: Definitely more successful than Pain’s attempt, that’s for sure!
(Dreadful drags Pain to his feet and rolls him into the ring, crawling in behind him and going for a pin ..)
1...
2...
Kickout!
(Dreadful gets TJ to his feet and goes to throw a punch but TJ blocks it and delivers a hard forearm shot, staggering Dreadful back a few steps. Pain rushes at Dreadful but Dreadful catches him with a flap jack, dropping TJ neck-first across the top rope.)
Fred Davies: Well that seemed a bit dirty but it’s not illegal.
Jim Hill: Hey, if it’s not illegal then it’s fine. These guys are trying to win. And when you’re trying to win, you’re doing everything you can whether anyone likes it or not. That’s what makes a wrestler like David Dreadful so good.
(TJ Pain is crawling back to his feet and as he’s hunched over, Dreadful hit’s the ropes and lands a low dropkick to the side of the head of TJ. Dreadful goes for a pin …)
1...
2...
Kickout at 2 ½!!
(Dreadful sits Pain up and the hits him with hard elbow strikes to the shoulder. He then delivers a stiff kick to the spine of TJ.)
Fred Davies: Jesus, that kick echoed throughout the arena like a gun shot!
Jim Hill: That one is definitely going to leave a mark!
(David gets Pain to his feet and Pain begins to fight back, landing some rights and lefts to the midsection of David but Dreadful grabs Pain around the waist and drives him backwards into the corner, also driving his shoulder into the stomach of TJ as he does. Dreadful pulls him out a bit, lifts him up in a back suplex position but instead places TJ on the top rope, so that his back is to him. He then pulls TJ backwards so that he is stuck upside down, in a tree of woe position.)
Fred Davies: This is certainly not an ideal position for TJ Pain to be in.
Jim Hill: I would say so. You never want to be trapped and left out in the open for any attack, against any opponent. Much less against one like David Dreadful.
(TJ lifts himself up, trying to free his legs, when Dreadful delivers a hard kick to the back, sending TJ back hanging upside down. Dreadful then delivers several hard kicks to the chest of Pain. Dreadful backs up to the other corner of the ring and then charges, going for a baseball slide but TJ sits up and Dreadful does a baseball slide right into the ring post, crotching himself.)
Jim Hill: Ouch!
Fred Davies: That’s certainly one way to get out of the predicament that TJ was in!
(Pain is able to sit up enough so that he is now in a seated position on the top rope. He maneuvers himself enough so that he’s able to turn around and is now standing on the top. Dreadful struggles his way to his feet and as he turns around, he’s met by TJ with a diving cross body splash. TJ hooks the leg …)
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Kickout at 2 ½!
Fred Davies: So close! I thought TJ had him there!
Jim Hill: There’s a look of desperation on Pain’s face! You gotta wonder if he’s got any other tricks to pull out or if that was his final ditch effort!
(Both men are slow to get to their feet but TJ is the first to strike, landing a stiff knife edge chop. Dreadful comes right back with one of his own. TJ his another one and the two of them begin to exchange hard chops, back and forth.)
Jim Hill: These guys are lighting each other up! This is great!
Fred Davies: There’s definitely going to be some welts forming on the chests of both men, tonight! You can clearly see handprints on both men!
(Out of nowhere, TJ then hits Dreadful with a step up enzugiri! Dreadful rolls over to the corner and uses the ropes to assist in getting to his feet. Pain runs and hits David with a stinger splash, staggering Dreadful out of the corner and he falls to the ground. TJ goes outside to the ring apron, springboards onto the top of the top rope and then jumps off, hitting a missile dropkick to the back of the head of David Dreadful. TJ goes for a pin …)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!!
Fred Davies: And TJ Pain, with another near fall! He’s gotta be wondering what he has to do to keep David Dreadful down!
Jim Hill: Right now it looks like the best bet would be to hit him with a bus.
(TJ begins to call for Dreadful to get up and as he is, TJ hit’s the ropes. As Pain comes off the ropes, Dreadful side steps TJ and catches him with a drop toe hold that brings TJ’s throat down across the middle rope.)
Fred Davies: That’s the 2nd time in this match that TJ has fallen into the ropes with his throat! That’s gotta be making it tough for TJ to breathe.
Jim Hill: And that works into the favor of David SO much. If you can’t breathe, you damn sure can’t wrestle.
(As TJ gets back to his feet, holding onto his throat, David grabs him from behind and plants him with a bridging German suplex …)
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NO! KICKOUT AT 2 ½!!
Fred Davies: David can’t believe it! He thought it was 3!
Jim Hill: I thought it was 3! How did Pain kick out!?
Fred Davies: Looks like he has something left in the tank after all!
(David looks at the referee, bewildered, before mounting on top of TJ and raining down on him with right hand shots. The ref counts to 4 before Dreadful stops and gets off of Pain. Dreadful begins to get TJ up but TJ grabs him in a small package pin ..)
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NO! KICKOUT AT 2 ½!!
(Both men get to their feet and Dreadful strikes first, hitting Pain with a roundhouse kick to head. Dreadful goes over to the corner and climbs to the top rope. He points at TJ and then leaps off, going for an elbow drop but TJ moves out of the way and Dreadful goes crashing to the mat, leaving both men down.)
Fred Davies: And it looks like we are back to square one!
Jim Hill: This is intense! I’m sweating bullets just watching them!
(They’re both slow to get to their feet but once they, do Pain runs and nails him with a shoulder tackle. Dreadful gets to his feet and TJ hits him with a clothesline. Dreadful gets up one more and this time TJ goes for a dropkick but it’s blocked by David Dreadful and he grabs Pain in the “Koji Clutch” submission hold. TJ’s trying to fight to the ropes and he’s almost there, when Dreadful pulls him back. TJ does his best to hold on but he eventually taps out.)
Marcus Senerchia: Your winner via submission, at the 15:09 mark, David Dreadful!
Fred Davies: It seems like I’m repeating myself all night long but that was one hell of a contest! From beginning to end, this was a back and forth affair.
Jim Hill: That was an excellent counter by David Dreadful, to reverse that dropkick of TJ’s and lock that move in. I don’t think TJ saw that coming at all.
Fred Davies: I don’t think so either. Pain was on such a roll and I believe it caught him off guard when Dreadful caught him with that. TJ had a fantastic showing but Dreadful is the one that’s able to pick up the impressive and well deserved victory.
Segment
David stands in the ring after his match with TJ. He smirks as he calls for a microphone.
David Dreadful:
Once again TJ...you've lost!
David smiles as TJ looks on outside the ring pissed.
David Dreadful:
Now I get to pick the match type....and since I knew I was going to kick TJ's ass I already thought long and hard about it....and it hit me.
David takes in some breaths of air before raising the microphone back up.
David Dreadful:
Its time to bring back a classic...one of the most underrated matches ever devised....Michael James...at Un-Killable me and you are going to be doing battle in House...a Clockwork Orange House of Fun match!
The crowd goes insane at the mention of the classical and innovated match. TJ looks on outside still pissed off.
David Dreadful:
Michael...you've had your fun these past few weeks. You've been kissing the ass of TJ for weeks, and you've been handed your opportunities, but that little dream you've had. That wonderful vision you have of you and TJ riding off into the sun set hand in hand with MY championship that ends at Un-Killable, and TJ...
David turns to stare at TJ who looks like he's about to burst.
David Dreadful:
You will once again have to live with that fact that you once again failed to beat me!
David smiles and drops the microphone as Let it die blast over the sound system. David smiles and climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air. We cut to see TJ yelling at Dreadful before we cut away.
Marcus Senerchia:"The following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...."
"Whatever" By Our Lady Peace hits and after the intro AJ Nicol comes out to a small cheer from the crowd. He begins to walk down the ramp, concentrated and nervous.
Marcus Senerchia:"From Dumfries, Scotland, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is AAA JJJJ NIIICCCCOOLLL!!!!!"
AJ walks up the ring steps and steps into the ring before standing in the corner and preparing for the match-up.
"Indestructible" By Disturbed hits as Atlas walks out and does a single jump onto the ramp, setting off red, white, and blue sparklers. He flexes for a moment and makes his way down the ramp high-fiving fans along the way.
Marcus Senerchia:"And his opponent, from Charleston, South Carolina, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the Hardcore Titan, LUKE AAAATTTTLLLLAAAAAAASSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!"
He finally makes his way up the ring steps and hops over the ropes shifting his weight from foot to foot making sure to keep his blow flow running. He stares at the entrance way eagerly awaiting for his next opponent.
The bell rings and the match is off. AJ and Luke go for a lock up, but Luke kicks him in the gut. He punches him in the face a few times before shoving him into the corner. He runs at AJ, but AJ get's a foot up and pops Luke in the jaw. Luke stumbles back and AJ climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He hopes off with a knee to the chest, taking Luke down. AJ runs at the ropes and rebounds before coming back and dropping a leg on Luke. He gets up and lifts Luke up again. He locks in a suplex and then lifts Luke up. He slams him down hard to the mat and flips over into a pin.
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Luke kicks out at 1. AJ stands up and lifts Luke up. He irish whips him and hits a Arm Drag when he comes back. He gets up and grabs Luke's arm. He drags him over and slides out of the ring. He slams Luke's arm off the apron and then gets on the ring apron. He jumps up and stomps on Luke's arm a few times before Luke rolls back towards the middle of the ring. AJ springboards in, but Luke hops up and catches him in an Exploder Suplex from out of nowhere. AJ's head bounces off the rope as he hits the mat. AJ holds his neck in pain as Luke begins to stand up. He shakes off the damage and grabs AJ by the head. He places him between his legs and lifts him up on his shoulder. AJ wiggles out and drops behind Luke. He runs and rebounds off the ropes right into a big knee to the gut from Atlas. Luke grabs AJ again and lifts him up. He drags him over to the corner and tosses him shoulder first into the turnbuckle pole. AJ comes back out of the corner holding his shoulder and Luke grabs him for a tilt a whirl backbreaker. He nails it and hooks his leg.
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Fred Davies:"The rookie kicks out at two."
Jim Hill:"Rookie is right. This guy is a chump."
Luke lifts up AJ and hooks him for a German suplex. AJ spins out and hits a DDT on Luke. He stands up and lifts Luke up and hits a Russian Leg Sweep. He gets up slowly and grabs Luke's head. He slams it to the mat a few times before punching it. He then lifts him up and delivers a hard dropkick, with Luke landing on his head. Luke writhes in pain as AJ gets to the top rope. He waits for Luke to get up and when he does he dives off, but Luke catches him in a belly to belly over head throw in mid air. He launches him across the ring and AJ lands in the corner, trying to get up with the help of the ropes. Luke stands up and takes off towards the turnbuckle. He sprints full speed and nails a splash into the corner, taking the air out of AJ. AJ falls and Luke covers.
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Luke sits up and begins pounding on the face of AJ. He stands up and grabs him by the waist. He lifts him up and hits a german suplex. AJ holds his neck in pain. Luke grabs AJ, but AJ slaps Luke. AJ rebounds off the ropes and goes for a clothesline. Luke ducks and AJ rebounds off the other side. He runs at Luke but Luke grabs his head and tosses him over the top rope and to the outside. AJ's head bounces off the ground hard and blood begins to come out of his mouth. Luke gets out of the ring and lifts up AJ on his shoulder. He walks to the barricade and drops him head first on it. AJ falls back to the ground, but Luke grabs him and slides him in the ring again.
Fred Davies:"AJ busted open in his mouth it looks like."
Jim Hill:"Thats what the idiot gets. Teach him a damn lesson in wrestling."
Luke is in the ring and he grabs AJ. He lifts Richard up on his shoulders and tries to lock in the "Atlas Shrugged". He slings him around, but AJ rolls Luke up.
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NO!!
Fred Davies:"Who the hell?"
Jim Hill:"I have no idea."
All of a sudden "Return to Innocence" by Enigma hits and out comes El Fuhrer O'Cruel. The crowd is confused, but he walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. The referee begins yelling at him to leave, but El Fuhrer simply shoves him aside and clotheslines both men. The referee rings the bell and El Fuhrer laughs. He grabs Luke and locks in the "Paro Special". Luke screams and yells in pain as he begins tapping. AJ Nicol throws a forearm to the back of El Fuhrer and Fuhrer lets go of Luke. AJ throws another shot and El Fuhrer simply shrugs. He ducks a shot and low blows AJ in the groin. AJ yelps and drops to the floor. El Fuhrer stands up and extends his arms, then does a spin before his theme hits again and he exits the ring. The fans boo El Fuhrer as he walks up the ramp and exits the arena.
Segment
We go to the back where we Chelsea stretching and preparing for her match later on in the night. Danny Brannigan comes over with a smile and ask for an interview. She accepts and they begin.
Danny Brannigan:"I am here with Chelsea Armstrong. Chelsea, tonight you face off against Michael James. If you win, you get to choose the match for the Pay Per View against TJ Pain. What is your strategy for tonight?"
Chelsea Armstrong:"I am going into that match tonight with one thing on my mind, retribution. Michael has tormented me for weeks and tonight I finally get a chance to get back at him. He started a fire that will be unleashed tonight. He isn't getting 'The Sweet Nightmare', he's going to meet 'The Mistress of Darkness'!"
Danny Brannigan:"What is your relationship with David Dreadful?"
Chelsea Armstrong:"Strictly professional. We are both stuck in the same situation so we work together sometimes. I don't mind. He is a nice guy that can handle himself in the ring."
Danny Brannigan:"What about this 'help' you keep trying to get? Will we see him or her anytime soon?"
Chelsea Armstrong:"You will know more when I know more. Now I have to get ready for my match. If you'll excuse me."
Danny Brannigan:"Of course. Good luck tonight and good luck at Un-Killable!"
Chelsea and Danny shake hands before Chelsea walks off, ending the scene.
We come back live to see all five battle royal participants waiting in the ring. Kuk Killswitch just steps through the ropes and walks to the middle with a arrogant smirk. Five men, but only one of them will advance to the Impact title match. The question that remains now is...who?
The bell rings and all the men cluster together and start throwing bombs. Kuk walks over to a free corner and just lounges against the turnbuckle enjoy the sight of all his opponents beating the hell out of each other. On on corner we have Ryan Rivera and Suicide Fate going at it. On the other side we see Surge and Jayron Mills.
Kuk Killswitch yawns and checks an invisible wristwatch on his arm. Other the other side of the ring Suicide Fate has Ryan in trouble, but Ryan ducks a clothesline attempt and lowers the bottom rope sending Suicide Fate flying over the top rope.
SUICIDE FATE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Kuk hearing the announcement of the elimination stretches before walking over to both Jayron and Surge who are trying to push each other out. Kuk walks over to them and casual flips both of them over without much effort.
SURGE AND JAYRON MILLS HAVE BOTH BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Kuk laughs at Jayron and Surge who both landed hard on their faces. He doesn't noticed Ryan creeping up behind him. Ryan quickly hits a dropkick which knocks Kuk over, but Kuk is able to land on the apron. Ryan runs over and tries to push Kuk off, but Kuk hangs on and fights back. Kuk enters the ring and smirks surprisingly before cracking his neck.
Both Ryan and Kuk lock up with Kuk getting the advantage. He delivers a hard knee to the gut of Ryan before tossing him down to the mat. Ryan holds his ribs and tries to recover as Kuk mockingly walks over and begins to stomp viciously on Ryan stopping every so often just to yell and taunt him before stomping on him again.
Kuk pulls Ryan up and pushes him into the turnbuckle. Ryan tries to fight back, but Kuk is just to overpowering and dumps Ryan over. Kuk smile arrogant and walks back to the middle of the ring celebrating, but looks confused after a moment as his music doesn't play. He looks at the referees on the outside who waves there hands no. Kuk looking pissed and confused turns around, but eats a missile dropkick from Ryan who was able to hold on and climb the turnbuckle while Kuk was gloating.
Both Ryan and Kuk are down. Ryan holding his ribs in pain as he stirs. Kuk now trying the same and holding his jaw. Kuk looks over at Ryan and yells at him.
Kuk Killswitch: "ARE YOU TRYING TO RUIN MY MOVIE STAR GOOD LOOKS!"
Kuk rushes up and runs over to Ryan, but eats a surprise superkick that drops him back down. Ryan falls down and hooks his leg, but instantly remembers he has to get Kuk over the top. Ryan quickly pulls himself up and tries haul Kuk up. He drags him over and tries to dump Kuk's lifeless body over the top, but Kuk reels back with a hard elbow. Kuk smirks as he was playing possum and looks back to see Ryan holding his head in pain.
Kuk runs over and clothesline Ryan over the top, but Ryan hang on. Kuk now looks pissed and nails a wicked spinning backfist that drops Ryan to the apron. Kuk yells in rage.
Kuk Killswitch: "WHY THE HELL WON'T YOU LOSE DAMNIT!"
Kuk reaches over to pick Ryan up, but Ryan nails a low blow. Kuk backs up a bit as Ryan gets back up on he apron. Ryan sees his chance and goes for a slingshot off the top rope, but Kuk smirks again as he sees Ryan leap up.
Kuk Killswitch: "GET THAT SHIT OUTTA HERE!"
Just as Ryan reaches the top rope Kuk rushes in and nails the K.O.K right to the face of Ryan. Ryan's body goes limp and he drops all the way down to the outside.
RYAN RIVERA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Reborn blast through the sound system as Kuk smiles and raises his hand in victory.
Marcus Senerchia: "Here is your winner....KUK KILLLLLLLLLLSWWWWWWITCHHHH!"
Kuk looks over the ropes at a very game Ryan Rivera who came close to winning. Kuk smirks and raises his hand before do the classic belt taunt around his waist. The camera then cuts to break.
Segment
We come out to the Parking Lot where we see Ricky Kimmel. He is dressed in casual clothing due to not being booked. He is talking on the phone and we can barely hear what he is talking about. He closes the phone and laughs to himself as he begins to walk to his car. Suddenly, we hear the roar of an engine and a car comes flying towards Kimmel. He sees it and rolls out of the way, barely being missed by the car. He stands up and brushes himself off as he looks frightened.
Ricky Kimmel:"What in the hell was that all about?"
Kimmel begins to walk, but is suddenly sprayed in the face by an arm that comes from behind a large truck. He grabs his face in pain and we see a fairly large man step out of from behind the truck and slam Kimmel into the bed of the truck. He kicks him in the gut then wraps a chain around his throat. Kimmel begins gasping for air as he tries to break free. He then slowly grows tired as he slips into unconsciousness. The large masked man lifts Kimmel up and tosses him into the bed of the truck. He then climbs into the truck and starts it up. The truck pulls off, flooring it out of the parking lot and down the highway.
Fred Davies:"I have no idea what that was about. Kimmel has been kidnapped it looks like. But who would do that?"
Jim Hill:"Who gives a shit! Kimmel is GONE!"
Fred Davies:"Fans, we will keep you updated when we have some more info on that. We will now go tot he ring for the MAIN EVENT!"
Marcus Senerchia:"The following is scheduled for one fall and it is your main event of the evening! Introducing first...."
"The Collapse" By Adelitas Way blasts through the speakers as fog and pyrotechnics take over the stage sending the arena into a frenzy as Chelsea Armstrong steps through the curtain running onto the stage as she puts a hand in the air before walking down the ramp hitting the hands of her fans along the way.
Marcus Senerchia:"From St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 158 pounds, she is the Mistress of the Damned, CHELSEA ARRRRRMMMMSSSTTTRRROOONNNGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!"
Sliding under the bottom rope she climbs the nearest turnbuckle climbing to the top posing for the fans before jumping down and taking off her black jacket throwing it ringside before staring up the ramp awaiting her opponent.
The lights in the arena cut to black. A thick and steady drum beat echoes throughout the building as a mixture of red lights and smoke appear near the entrance. The house lights come on as the opening chords to "Soldier Head" by Newsted blasts throughout the arena. From behind the smoke we gain sight of Michael James as he takes a few steps forward. He takes a drag from the cigarette in his mouth and looks towards the audience with a sneer of disgust.
Marcus Senerchia:"And her opponent, from Fujisawa, Japan, weighing in at 275 pounds, he is the Personification of Perfection, MICHAEL JAAAAAAAMMMMEEESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Michael James begins to make his way towards the ring as the fans toss garbage in his direction, cursing and jeering him as James just smiles and continues to walk towards the ringside area. He climbs up the steps and casually moves between the ropes. He approaches the center of the ring and drops to one knee while pointing towards his chest. James quickly stands back up and begins to insult the audience in Japanese.
The ref signals for the bell and it rings. The match is off. Chelsea stands in the corner not moving. Michael runs at her, but Armstrong hits a big clothesline. She lifts Michael up and hooks in a suplex. Huge snap suplex almost breaking Michael in half. She lifts him up by the head and irish whips him hard into the corner. Michael hits it hard and Chelsea runs into him with a huge corner splash. She backs up and hits another one. And then another. Chelsea begins throwing punches at Michael in the corner. The ref starts counting.
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Chelsea backs up and yells. She runs and hits a hard clothesline on Michael in the corner, knocking him out of the corner and onto the floor on the outside. Chelsea walks to the middle and starts stomping her foot on the ground as the fans clap with every stomp. Michael gets up slowly and Chelsea rebounds off the ropes and runs to the other side and dives through the ropes connecting with a suicide dive. Michael falls hard and Chelsea gets up quickly.
Fred Davies:"Chelsea seems a little ticked off tonight."
Jim Hill:"Well when you are being verbally and physically assaulted by your opponent for weeks, you might want some revenge."
Chelsea tosses Michael in the ring and hops up on the apron. Michael gets up and Chelsea springboards in with a flying lariat. Chelsea goes for the cover.
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Michael kicks out at nearly 3. Chelsea grabs hold of Michael and lifts him up again. Michael grabs Chelsea's arm and tugs her down into a wrist lock. Chelsea looks at Michael and shakes her head. She begins to get up and twists Michael's arm around. She tosses him over with a arm drag and then hits a leg drop. Chelsea shakes her head and hits an elbow drop. She gets up and hits another. Then another. And another. And another. She finally stops and walks over to the corner. She climbs up to the top as Michael begins to recuperate slowly. He begins to get up and just as he gets to his feet Chelsea leaps from the top rope connecting with a huge body press. Chelsea slides out of the ring and grabs a chair from the ring bell area. She slides in the ring and looks at Michael. She lifts the chair up, but the ref moves in front and starts yelling at Chelsea. Chelsea lowers the chair and stares at the ground.
Fred Davies:"Chelsea about to nail Michael with a steel chair."
Jim Hill:"Do it! Then the UN can have another win tonight!"
A few moments go by and Chelsea finally tosses the chair out of the ring. She turns around and Michael nails her in the head with those custom brass knuckles of his. He quickly slides them in his tights and hops up, grabs Chelsea, and nails the "Lethal Injection". COVER!
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The bell rings as "Soldierhead" hits again. Michael rolls out of the ring with a smile on his face. He laughs as Marcus announces the winner.
Marcus Senerchia:"Here is your winner.....MIICCCHHAAEELL JAAAAAAAAAAMMMEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!"
Michael walks up the ramp laughing and nursing his injuries.
[James looks at the stage slightly confused as TJ Pain's theme hits and he walks out. Pain walks down the ramp and gives James a handshake before passing by and and walks around the ring, snatching Marcus's microphone from him and beginning to talk, the music stopping abruptly.]
Pain: "Well, well, well, would you look at that! Chelsea Armstrong in her usual position! On her back while regretting every life decision she's ever made."
[He slides into the ring and drops to one knee, staring down and laughing directly in Chelsea's face.]
Pain: "Holy shit you're pathetic! Now, I know you can probably barely hear me due to the unconsciousness setting in but seeing as you lost I think we both know what that means. That means I get to pick our match at Un-Killable. Now I did a lot of thinking and came up with an idea that I now is near and dear to your heart and will be devastating for you to loose at. I picked a....TAI PEI DEATHMATCH BIATCH!"
[Pain jumps to his feet and looks to drop a boot down onto Armstrong's face but is cut off mid-stomp as the voice of a man in a suit on the stage stops him.]
Man: "Hold it right there, Mr. Pain."
Pain: "Who the fuck are you and why the fuck are you interrupting me?"
Man: "Mr. Pain, I am a representative of the EoV board of executives."
Pain: "Lovely now fuck off. This ain't no God damn board room."
Man: "I don't think you want me to do that."
Pain: "Why would that be?"
Man: "Because I have very important information here for you."
Pain: "Well then get the fuck on with it so I can get back to what I am doing here. It's kind of important too."
Man: "Well, I have a letter here from the board that I will now read. 'Due to the actions of the acting General Manager and now owner of the newly rebranded Evolution of Violence wrestling company, we the EoV Board of Directors have made the decision to fire him as General Manager and strip him of all control over the day to day operations of the business.'"
[The fans erupt in cheers as Pain first stares at the man in shock before exploding in a fit of yelling, cussing and stomping the mat.]
Man: "Wait, Mr. Pain, there's more. 'Although he will have no power, he will still be able to remain owner of the company by title only and still be employed as an active wrestler as it has become apparent to us that that is where his true attention is currently lays. We wish him the best of luck in his new position.'"
Pain: "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I OWN THIS FUCKING PLACE! I HAVE BASICALLY BUILT IT! YOU CAN;T DO THIS TO ME GOD DAMN IT! FUCK YOU ALL!"
[Without him realizing it, Chelsea has risen to her feet and now looks to exact some revenge. Pain turns around and Chelsea nails him with a slap to the face. TJ looks confused and she tackles him in rage. She begins to pummel him with punches and elbows. He shoves her off and rolls out of the ring.]
Pain: "STUPID BITCH! I'M SMARTER THAN YOU!"
[Pain doesn't notice as he walks up the ramp, David Dreadful, HFH, and Ian Lenton coming down the aisle. They all grab him from behind and take him to the ring and roll him in. They get in as he comes to the middle on his hands and knees. He comes to Chelsea on his knees and grabs her stomach, begging her to show mercy. Suddenly, she helps him up, then nails him with a punch. He turns around into a punch from Ian, then one from HFH, then one from Dreadful, and finally is nailed with the "Fade to Black"! Ian waits for him to get up and nails the "Lentons Law"! Dreadful comes over and lifts him into the "Trick or Treat Driver"! HFH goes to the top and leaps off with the "Swanton Bomb"! The faces celebrate as the EAW logo shows one last time. The show ends on the faces over the fallen TJ Pain!]
