Post by Tommy Rowan on Oct 23, 2013 20:52:27 GMT -5
Fireworks go off on the stage and the camera pans around the arena. The crowd cheers as we see signs everywhere. The crowd is in anarchy as we go to the commentary table to our newest announce team.
Dwayne Wright:"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to CHAOS! I am your new commentator Dwayne Wright and I'm here alongside my partner, and newest commentator, Sleaze!"
Sleaze:"How's everybody doing out there tonight?! We have an awesome show planned tonight with a ton of good matches!"
Dwayne Wright:"Let's get right into it with our opening contest. We will take you in the ring to the new ring announcer,
Bob Mooney. Bob?"
Bob Mooney:"The following contest is your opening match of the evening and it is a TAG TEAM MATCH! Introducing first...."
"Rooster" By Alice in Chains hits the PA system. Dallas Bonham comes out from the back with a stoic look on his face. He looks around before continuing down the ramp, yelling at the fan boys and giving fives to his fans.
Bob Mooney:"From Atlanta, Georgia, Weighing in at 250 Pounds. he is DALLAS BOOOONNHAAAMMMMMMM!!!"
Dallas climbs in the ring between the ropes and removes his Dickies shirt, throwing it to the side. Dallas begins pulling on the ropes and stretching, waiting for the match to begin.
"Blinded by the light" hits the PA system, and a spotlight hits the stage, Alexies in kneeling in the middle of it, his fist to the ground and his flag adorned on his back. two sparkler esque pyros go off on both sides of him as he jumps up, flag falling off of his back. He beats his chest twice before making his way down to the ring. His face showing nothing but Pride and Confidence.
Bob Mooney:"And his partner, from Bolzano, Italy, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is The Knight of Valor, ALEXIES VAAAALLLLLEEEENNNCCEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"
When he makes his way to the ring he rolls in under the bottem rope. He gets to his face and starts to beat his chest with one arm as he spins around in a circle. He stops with one final chest beat and roar.
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.
Bob Mooney:"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.
"Sabotage" Begins to hit over the public announce system, as Vincent comes walking out to the ring, attired in Yellow and black tights, with white wrist tape on both arms as well as black wrestling boots. He smiles at the camera, before slowly strolling up the ramp, occasionally stopping to cock his head and somewhat acknowledge the crowd reaction that he is receiving.
Bob Mooney:"And his partner, from Topeka, Kansas, weighing in at 254 pounds, he is VINCENT HAAAAAAAAAAAAAALE!"
He then laughs, before continuing his walk; reaching the apron, before he jumps onto it, entering the ring over the top rope. After doing that, Hale briefly acknowledges the crowd again, this time by striking a pose, before heading to his corner as he gets ready for the match.The bell rings and the match is underway. Bonham and Hale start off the match. They lock up and looks like they are evenly matched. They both shove off each other and stay in place. They look eachother up and down. The fans let out a small cheer. They go to lock up again and as soon as they do, Bonham takes the arm and twists it over. He locks in a hammer lock. Bonham shoves his head away and smiles. Hale turns around and looks at Bonham. He shakes his head and they go for another lock up. This time Hale takes him with a headlock. He then turns and takes him down with a headlock. He tugs and pulls and then lets go and stands up. He slaps his chest and smiles. Bonham stands up and the two circle each other. They go to lock up again, but Bonham kicks Hale in the gut. He grabs his head and nails a suplex. He lifts him up and Irish whips him into the corner. He walks over and chops his chest. The crowd does the usual "WOO's" and then Bonham begins to slam down the rapid fire chops.
Dwayne Wright:"Lighting his chest up with those chops!"
Sleaze:"His chest is going to be bright red after this match. That has got to be twenty or thirty chops!"
Hale falls to his knees out of the corner and Bonham grabs his head and nails a DDT. He get's up and drags Hale into his corner. He tags in Valence and Valence grabs Hale and Irish Whips him. Hale comes back into a hard clothesline by Valence.
Dwayne Wright:"HARD CLOTHESLINE BY VALENCE!"
Sleaze:"Took Hale's head right off his shoulders!"
Valence nails a leg drop onto Hale and then lifts him up and locks his head. He lifts him up and holds him in suplex position. He stalls for a few moments before dropping Hale down with a stalling suplex. Hale holds his back in pain as Valence stands up and drags Hale to the corner. He goes up to the top and calls for Hale to get up. Hale does and Valence leaps off the top rope. Hale jumps and nails a dropkick in mid air on Valence. They both go down hard and the crowd starts to cheer. Hale crawls over to his corner and tags in Marco Valintine. Valence is up and is met with a clothesline. Marco runs and nails a clothesline on Bonham who falls to the outside. Marco turns around and lifts up Valence. He Irish Whips him and he comes back right into a dropkick.
Dwayne Wright:"What a dropkick!"
Sleaze:"He was like a missile!"
The crowd cheers as Marco smiles and points to the crowd. Suddenly, he falls against the ropes. We see that he was elbowed hard in the back of the head by Dallas Bonham. Dallas begins shouting at Marco as Valence spins him around and starts yelling at him. He is heard saying "I HAD THIS" and "GET OUT OF THE RING". Bonham puts his hands out and says "Fine" before walking backwards and getting back to his corner. Valence goes for Marco, but doesn't realize that he already tagged in Hale. Valence turns right into a clothesline by Hale. Valence gets up into another. And then another. Hale lifts him up and Irish whips him. Valence comes back into a HUGE exploder suplex.
Dwayne Wright:"WOW! What a freaking suplex!!"
Sleaze:"HELL YEAH!"
Hale calls for the "Halestorm". The crowd is cheering and Valence gets up. Hale goes for it, but Valence slips out and nails a boot. He begins to crawl towards Bonham and goes for the tag, but Dallas moves his outreached hand and hops off the apron. Valence stands up and is puzzled. Dallas shakes his head and gives him the finger. Valence is freaking out in the ring asking why from Bonham and demanding him come back to the ring. Hale tags in Marco and they wait for Valence to turn around. Valence screams out to Bonham "I don't need you!" and then turns around. Arson nails the "Halestorm" and Valence lands right in position for an awaiting Marco. Marco is up top and he leaps off for the "Climax"! He hits it and they both cover!
1...
2....
3!!!!!!
The bell rings and "Supersonic Sex Machine" hits. Marco and Hale stand up and the ref raises there hands.
Bob Mooney:"Here are your winners, the team of MARCO VALINTINE AND VINCENT HAAAALLLEEE!!!!!!"
They begin to celebrate as the camera cuts to commercial.
SEGMENT
We come backstage where we can see Danny Brannigan standing with a smile on his face.
Danny Brannigan:"Ladies and gentleman, we are going to see if we can catch a quick interview from Dallas Bonham. HERE HE IS!"
Danny walks over to Dallas who looks ticked off.
Danny Brannigan:"Dallas, why did you abandon your partner out there?"
Dallas Bonham:"It's simple really. He said he had the match. So I let him."
Danny Brannigan:"Even though it lead to your loss?"
Dallas Bonham:"He lost, not me."
Danny Brannigan:"Do you plan on some revenge for what happened tonight?"
Dallas Bonham:"Not really. He was an idiot. He'll get his soon enough."
Danny Brannigan:"Well thank you for your time Dallas."
Dallas walks off as Danny smiles.
"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.
Bob Mooney:"Introducing first, 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.
"Return to Innocence" by Enigma begins and a mist flows onto the stage, projected onto it is a Waterfall. Out steps El Fuhrer O'Cruel from the mist. He wears his mask and his usual gear as he begins down the ramp.
Bob Mooney:"And his opponent, from Tijuana, Mexico, weighing in at 160 pounds, he is EL FUHRER O'CRRRRUUUEEELLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He circles the ring once, because of his OCD he must. He then walks up the ring steps and steps into the ring before extending his arms and spinning around. He then walks to the corner and begins to stretch and prepare for the match.
Before the match is set to begin El Fuhrer O’Cruel asks for a microphone. The timekeeper hands him one through the ropes and El Fuhrer stands in the center of the ring. He brings the microphone to his mouth and begins speaking Spanish. He reaches inside of his tights and holds up a photograph of Queen Elizabeth II. El Fuhrer begins speaking with an angered tone before tossing the photograph on the canvas. He spits on the picture and the fans in England quickly erupt with verbal insults directed towards the ring. Ian Lenton approaches El Fuhrer from behind and taps him on the shoulder. El Fuhrer turns around and Ian clears his clock with a punch to the head. El Fuhrer staggers away from Lenton in an effort to regain some momentum. Ian slams him across the back with an axe handle smash causing El Fuhrer to drop to one knee. Lenton moves back and slams him knee into the side of El Fuhrer’s head sending him crashing to the canvas.
Sleaze: I don’t think Ian found any humor in El Fuhrer’s treatment of the Queen, Dwayne. That little stunt might cost him a few teeth in this match.
Dwayne Wright: Something tells me that doesn’t concern El Fuhrer in the slightest. I don’t know much about this guy but from what I’ve seen I’m pretty sure he isn’t right in the head.
Ian hypes up the crowd by pumping his fist in the air. He grabs a handful of El Fuhrer’s mask and brings him to his feet. The two lock up and Lenton easily moves his opponent against the ropes. He breaks the grapple and lights El Fuhrer up with an open handed chop across the chest. Ian follows it up with an additional chop and the crowd cheers as El Fuhrer moves away from the ropes. Ian charges Fuhrer with a clothesline but he ducks at the last second and dumps Lenton over the top rope with a back body drop. Lenton crashes to the concrete floor while El Fuhrer takes a moment to catch his breath. A few seconds later he begins climbing one of the corners. He makes it to the top turnbuckle and glares down at Ian as he is seen staggering back to his feet. When Lenton faces the ring, Fuhrer leaps down from the top rope with a cross body block and he crashes on top of Ian. Fuhrer and Lenton collapse to the floor and the audience gives them both a standing ovation.
Sleaze: What an impressive feat of athleticism by the Fuhrer! And these Brits are going crazy, Dwayne!
Dwayne Wright: I don’t blame them, Sleaze. You can’t get this kind of action anywhere else in the UK so they’re taking in every second of it!
Fuhrer makes it back to his feet and he drags Ian along the floor. He grabs a long cable connected to one of the cameras and he wraps it around Lenton’s throat. Fuhrer begins to strangle Ian with the cables while showing no sign of remorse. He uses the cables to drag Ian back to his feet. He forces Lenton towards the far side of the ring and he traps him by tying the cable around the steel post. Fuhrer approaches the steel barricade and reaches for something on the opposite side. He picks up a bulky piñata that is designed in the shape of a small horse. Fuhrer charges towards Lenton with the piñata but Ian is quick to move away from the tie up. A “BOOM” sound echoes throughout the arena as Fuhrer slams the piñata into the steel post, causing a variety of glass bottles to smash on impact. El Fuhrer grips his eyes due to the glass that ricocheted into his face. Lenton grabs Fuhrer from behind and whips him into the steel barricade. On the count of seven Ian rolls back into the ring.
Dwayne Wright: What the hell did Furher have hidden inside of that piñata, Sleaze?! It looks like glass but there’s no telling what he had stuffed in that thing!
Sleaze: It was probably his hidden Tecate stash that he was saving for after the match. It looks like he won’t be having any fiestas tonight, Dwayne.
Fuhrer peels his body from the barricade begins to stagger back to the apron. He rolls into the ring on the count of nine. Ian drags Fuhrer back to his feet and stuns him with a right hook to the jaw. Lenton lifts up El Fuhrer and sends him crashing to the mat with a scoop slam. Ian leaps into the air directly above his opponent and drives his elbow into Fuhrer’s chest when he hits the canvas. Ian pops back to his feet and stomps on Fuhrer a few times before dragging him back to his feet. The two lock up and Ian locks Fuhrer into position for a suplex. He easily lifts El Fuhrer into the air and slams his body down with a belly-to-belly suplex. Ian Lenton drops to the mat and goes for a cover on El Fuhrer O’Cruel.
1……………..2………….. Kick-out by El Fuhrer O’Cruel!
Dwayne Wright: Close but no cigar! Only a two count.
Sleaze: This is where El Fuhrer really needs to build his own momentum, Dwayne. When you have a big man like Ian Lenton on your tail the last place you want to be is flat on your back.
Lenton quickly moves back to his feet and takes a quick breather. Fuhrer begins to crawl along the canvas while wiping some of the remaining glass from his eyes. Ian drags him up by his mask and slams El Fuhrer face first into the top turnbuckle. He positions Fuhrer into the corner and prepares to lay into him with another chop. Fuhrer retaliates with a chop of his own across the chest of Ian Lenton. El Fuhrer follows it up with a few forearm chops causing Ian to inch backwards. Once he has enough space to move around, Fuhrer jumps into the air and drops Ian with a standing dropkick to the face. When Ian crashes to the mat El Fuhrer turns around and leaps onto the top turnbuckle. Once Lenton makes it back to his feet, Fuhrer jumps from the top rope and places Ian into a front face lock. He spins his body and sends Lenton crashing to the canvas with a tornado ddt. El Fuhrer rolls Lenton over and hooks the leg for a cover.
1………………….2………………. Kick-out by Ian Lenton!
El Fuhrer pops back to his feet and begins to circle Ian Lenton. Once the big man is able to find his balance, Fuhrer calls out to him in Spanish. Lenton charges with a clothesline but Fuhrer ducks the attempt. He spins Lenton around and attempts to lock him in for a ddt but Ian reverses the move. Lenton lifts Fuhrer into the air in preparation for a power bomb but El Fuhrer reveres the move once again by flipping Lenton in mid air with a hurricanrana. As Lenton lies motionless on the canvas Fuhrer moves back to the corner. He climbs to the top rope and calls out to the crowd in Spanish. El Fuhrer launches his body into the air with a 360 front flip legdrop. Ian spots the move and rolls out of the way causing Fuhrer’s body to smash into the canvas. Fuhrer rolls around the ring screaming obscenities in Spanish while Lenton starts begins to drag himself up with the ropes.
Dwayne Wright: El Fuhrer landed that move directly top of his spinal cord, Sleaze! If he pull something like that again he’s going to be in halo for the next year.
Sleaze: We’ve seen it happen a thousand times before so there’s no doubting that, Dwayne. I don’t speak Spanish but it sure sounds like he’s in a lot of pain. El Fuhrer could be on his way to the emergency room before the end of the night.
A loud siren begins to echo throughout the arena. The audience directs their attention towards the entrance to see four large men dressed in Immigration uniforms. They quickly make their way to ringside and surround each side of the ring. One of the men climbs onto the apron and he begins to yell at the referee. While the official’s back is turned three of the remaining men roll into the ring and order Lenton to move away from El Fuhrer. They casually approach El Fuhrer and begin speaking to him in Spanish. A few seconds later, all three of them begin to violently assault El Fuhrer by whipping him with thick leather straps. When the referee attempts to turn his attention towards the attack, he is distracted once again by the man standing on the apron. After leaving El Fuhrer motionless and covered in thick red welts, the three men make their exit from the ring. The fourth man moves away from the ring apron and allows the referee to turn his attention back to the match.
Dwayne Wright: What the hell is the US Immigration service doing in Blackpool, Sleaze?! They’re out of their damn jurisdiction and they know it!
Sleaze: I don’t know if he passed through the border without a green card but they didn’t seem too happy with the Fuhrer.
Ian glares at the men in the Immigration outfits as they make their escape through the crowd. He drags Fuhrer to his feet and whips him to the ropes. When Fuhrer comes back Ian sends him crashing to the canvas with a brutal power slam. Lenton pops back to his feet and signals for the end of the match. He drags Fuhrer to his feet and whips him to the ropes. El Fuhrer comes back and Lenton lifts him into the air. He twists Fuhrer’s body in mid air and slams him across his knee with the Lenton’s Law tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. While Fuhrer lies motionless on the canvas, Ian is quick to go for a cover.
1………………….2…………………….2 ½ …………………….. 3!!!
"Rule Britannia" begins to play on the sound system and Ian Lenton is announced as the winner of the match. He rolls away from Fuhrer and casually moves back to his feet. The referee raises Ian’s arm and points to him as a way to signify him as the winner. Ian moves away from the referee and raises both arms while receiving a standing ovation from the audience in his home country. The timekeeper hands Lenton something from the outside and Ian reveals it as a flag of Britain attached to a long wooden stick. He moves towards the corner and climbs to the second rope. Ian faces the audience and begins to wave the flag while his music continues to play on the sound system.
SEGMENT
We come backstage to the locker room of The Ultraviolent Nations. We see Kareem sitting on the couch casually dressed since he does not have a match. Michael is smoking a cigar as he admires a woman sitting in his lap. And Tommy is taping up his fists and mentally preparing for his match up. Suddenly, the silence is broken by Tommy.
Tommy Rowan:"What the fuck are we just sitting here for?!"
Michael looks up from his woman.
Michael James:"Chill man. We will take care of business in a little while."
Tommy Rowan:"I'm sick of sitting around here while you fondle some skank and smoke up the damn place. I'm out of here!"
Michael looks confused. He shakes his head and then turns back to his woman. Tommy stands up and goes to the door. He turns back at Kareem as he opens the door.
Tommy Rowan:"You coming Kareem?"
Kareem sits there for a minute. He then stands up and walks out with Tommy. Tommy turns to Michael before he leaves.
Tommy Rowan:"You better get your priorities straight before you start walking alone."
With that, Tommy slams the door as he leaves, leaving Michael puzzled. Michael thinks for a second then shrugs before going back to his woman.
"Dot Your Eyes" by Five Finger Death Punch blasts across the arena as the lights switch between red and blue in time with the music. The intro ends and from the song Ivan Moody is heard growling "Bring it!" and as soon as that happens Jason Kaine storms out from behind the curtain stepping with the beat of the song's bass drum. He doesn't stop on the stage. Instead, he heads straight down the ramp taking a few precious seconds to fist bump a couple fans.
Bob Mooney: "Introducing first, From Baltimore, Maryland...weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds....he is the Redneck Renegade...JAAAASSSOOON......KAAAAIIIINNNEEE!!!"
Jason walks to the end of the ramp and stops. He spreads his legs a few inches and lowers his head. A few seconds later and he raises both fists up high, blowing back the hood of his sleeveless entrance hoody as a loud display of blue and red pyro explodes on the stage. The fireworks stop after a few seconds and Jason lowers his hands. He slides into the ring, leaps to his feet, stands on the center of the middle rope and raises both fists again to a loud ovation. He repeats this on the opposite side of the ring, nodding his head in approval. He hops down again and waits in the corner.
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. The fans explode with cheers as the theme hits. Once the 'wheyo wheyos' stop pyro explodes around the titantron and the lights come back on. HFH then appears as the arena goes crazy. The sound is deafening as HFH begins down the ramp and shakes hands with some of the fans on the ramp.
Bob Mooney:"And his opponent, 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.
Kaine and Hardcore start to square up, both getting closer to locking up as they inch closer, sizing one another up. Kaine gets a slight advantage as they tug at one another trying to get the upper hand. Jason is able to maneuver and power HFH to the corner as the ref gets right in there and breaks the hold. Kaine steps back with his hands up. When the referee backs away from the corner Kaine moves past him and lays into Hardcore with a hard right hand. Then another…and another before pulling Hardcore out the corner. Kaine whips him to the ropes and he comes back into a shoulder tackle that sends HFH to the mat. Kaine looks down and runs across the ropes, Hardcore turns on his stomach, and Kaine leaps over him before Hardcore pops up and leap frogs him coming back.
Sleaze: What an amazing display of athletic ability by both Hardcore and Kaine. We’re not even five minutes into the match and I can already tell this is going to be a test of skill for both of these performers.
Dwayne Wright: Well, what would you expect from two guys that have nothing but respect for one another? I don’t know about you Sleaze but I could get used to this kind of competition.
HFH turns and catches Kaine for a hip toss, and it’s reversed on him as Kaine swiftly flings Hardcore over into a modified armdrag. Hardcore pops back up and Kaine rushes into him but gets a little whiplash as he’s gets spun around with a boot. Hardcore quickly follows up off the ropes with a bulldog driving Jason’s head into the mat. HFH quickly hooks the leg.
1…………….. 2…………. Kick-out by Jason Kaine!
Kaine gets back up and Hardcore brings him back to the mat with a drop-toe-hold and immediately goes for a cross face submission. Kaine quickly scrambles free before he can lock it on and rolls out of the ring breaking the momentum. Kaine gets back on the apron and is telling Hardcore to back away. The referee motions for HFH to stay back from the ropes, but the moment Kaine steps one foot in the ring Hardcore rushes in and tags him in the head. Kaine ducks back out, again demanding him back and the ref gets right in the face of Hardcore pointing his finger at him while threatening a disqualification.
Sleaze: Hardcore better watch his ass here, Dwayne. He came a few inches from nailing the ref and if that happens this thing is going to be over in a heartbeat.
Dwayne Wright: You’re right about that, Sleaze. And I can assure that neither one of these men want to end this without a pin fall or submission.
Kaine makes it back into the ring and stuns Hardcore with a kick to the gut. He drags HFH up for up possible suplex but Hardcore shifts his weight and drops down behind him, then leaps right back up and dropkicks Kaine in the back sending him head first into the top turnbuckle, buying himself a quick breather. Kaine is quick to recover and focuses on Hardcore who is up on one knee. Kaine walks over to him and lands a side kick. Hardcore quickly spins around and leg sweeps Kaine down to the mat and starts to lay into him with hard shots to the head. The ref steps in warning him about closed fists, and Hardcore gets up feeling the momentum of the crowd. Kaine is slowly getting back to his feet as Hardcore moves behind him. He grabs Jason and sends him crashing to the mat with a reverse ddt. He goes for a cover on Jason Kaine.
1……… Kick-out by Jason Kaine!
Dwayne Wright: Not even a two count despite the perfect execution on that reverse ddt. Hardcore thought he had him but it looks like he’s going to a lot more than that to keep Kaine down.
Sleaze: Yea, like a small army! If Hardcore really wants a shot in the big leagues he’s going to have to show us a hell of a lot more than he has in this match, Dwayne.
Hardcore pops up and steps back waiting for Kaine to come to his feet, then comes running at him with a flying forearm and connects knocking some sweat from Jason’s face. Kaine staggers, and HFH hits the ropes coming back on him but Jason plunges forward with a spear and both men are down on the mat. The ref is at 3 with his count as both men still are down. 5………….6…………………7……Kaine and Hardcore both start to roll towards the ropes. ……….8……..Kaine completely rolls out the ring and the ref breaks the count and starts the outside count. 1…………2………………3. Hardcore uses the ropes to drag himself up and leans back on them shaking his head. 4……………..5……………….Kaine is on one knee outside the ring also trying to compose himself as Hardcore runs and baseball slides towards him but he moves and drags Hardcore out the ring. The ref breaks the count and starts again. Kaine throws a kick but HFH catches it, he spins Kaine around who uses the momentum to land an elbow shot to the temple that knocks HFH up against the apron.
Sleaze: Damn! That shot to the head might have given Hardcore a damn concussion! Did you hear his elbow connect, Dwayne?!
Dwayne Wright: I think people in Hong Kong heard that one, Sleaze. And it looks like Kaine has no intentions of taking things easy on Hardcore now that he has the advantage.
He grabs a dazed HFH and runs him into the ring post. Hardcore slams into the post head first and seems to be slightly busted open as blood start trickling down his face. Kaine grabs HFH from behind and places him into a front face lock. He lifts Hardcore up and drives him down to the concrete floor sending a loud “SMACK” sound throughout the ringside area. Kaine pops up and moves back inside of the ring. A few seconds later “Soldierhead” begins to play on the arena sound system. The fans begin to boo as they gain sight of the EoV World Champion Michael James making his way to the ring. On the opposite side of the arena the EoV Hybrid Champion Tommy Rowan is seen making his way to the ringside area. James casually makes his way closer to HFH while puffing on a cigar.
Dwayne Wright: And it looks like the respectful competition we spoke about earlier is about to come to screeching halt,
Sleaze. I knew it was only a matter of time until these jerks would be out here to ruin it for the rest of us.
Sleaze: I don’t know what you’re talking about, Dwayne. They aren’t ruining anything for me so you might want to speak for yourself.
Rowan jumps onto the apron and begins arguing with Jason Kaine. When the Hybrid Champion attempts to enter the ring the referee breaks the count and begins ordering Tommy to stay back. As the referee remains distracted with Kaine and Rowan, High Flying Hardcore begins to argue with Michael James. He shoves James and knocks the cigar out of his mouth to receive a huge pop from the fans in England. The World Champion grows a sarcastic grin and shares a laugh with the audience. When HFH turns to high five one of the fans, James slams his fist into the side of Hardcore’s face. HFH fires back and nails James with a winding hook to the head. The two begin exchanging punches and Michael James gets the better end of it by raking the eyes of Hardcore. When HFH turns away to clear his vision, Michael reaches inside of his jacket. He slides the custom brass knuckles onto his hand and curls his fingers into a fist. When Hardcore turns to face the World Champion he gets blasted upside the skull with the brass knuckles. Hardcore crashes to the concrete floor with his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Dwayne Wright: COME ON, DAMNIT! High Flying Hardcore is out cold! Did you see the spikes on those knucks, Sleaze?!
Sleaze: I didn’t see anything.
Dwayne Wright: Bullshit you didn’t see anything! Michael James just flattened Hardcore and he isn’t moving an inch!
The audience begins tossing garbage towards Michael James as he slides the brass knuckles back into his jacket. He begins to work the crowd by pointing towards the EoV World Championship strapped around his waist. He drags Hardcore back to his feet and carelessly tosses him into the ring. On the opposite side, Rowan drops from the apron and tells Kaine to “get back to work”. Jason turns his attention away from Tommy and notices Hardcore lying motionless in the center of the ring. There is a large amount of blood running from the open wound in his head. Kaine looks down at HFH and then directs his attention towards Michael James on the outside of the ring. Kaine quickly approaches the ropes and begins accusing James of assaulting Hardcore. A few seconds later HFH grabs Kaine from behind and uses a school boy roll up to go for the cover.
1………………2……………………2 ½ ……………. Kick-out by Jason Kaine!
Sleaze: Jason Kaine just barely escaping the cover that time. One more second and this contest would have been history.
Dwayne Wright: Smart move on the part of Hardcore by pinning Kaine while he was distracted. A little more leverage on the pin and he probably would have had him for sure.
Kaine rolls away from Hardcore and springs back to his feet. He goes for a running clothesline but Hardcore ducks and moves behind Jason. HFH leaps into the air and nails Kaine with a dropkick to the center of his back. Kaine drops to one knee and Hardcore charges towards the ropes. He comes back looking to hit a bulldog but Kaine counters his effort with a swift knee to the gut. Kaine pulls Hardcore to him and drops him with a short arm clothesline. When Hardcore makes it back to his feet Jason lifts him in position for the Pain Train. HFH slides out of the move at the last second and lands behind Kaine. He spins Jason around and goes for a kick to the gut but Kaine catches his foot. HFH jumps with his other leg and nails Kaine with an enziguri sending a loud “SMACK” sound throughout the ringside area. Hardcore drags Jason to his feet and places him in a front face lock. He calls out to the crowd and sends Kaine crashing to the mat with an RKO. Hardcore makes it back to his feet and points towards the closest corner.
Dwayne Wright: Looks like it’s time to fly! We’re about to see High Flying Hardcore do what he does best, Sleaze.
Sleaze: And unless Jason wants to end up as a bloody spot in the canvas he better get the hell out of dodge!
HFH moves to the corner and begins climbing the ropes. He makes it to the top rope and finds his balance on the top turnbuckle. Hardcore launches from the top rope and delivers a picture perfect Swanton Bomb on top of Jason Kaine. The crowd gives HFH a huge pop as he goes for the cover on Jason.
1………………2……………………2 ½ …………………… 3!!!!
“We Bring An Arsenal” by Lost Prophets is heard playing on the arena’s sound system and High Flying Hardcore is announced as the winner of the match. HFH slowly makes it back to his feet and the referee raises his arm to signify him as the victor. Hardcore collapses to one knee and begins to nurse the open wound in his forehead. Kaine begins blinking his eyes and making an effort to move as the audience gives both men a standing ovation.
SEGMENT
We cut backstage where we see Danny Brannigan talking to one of the backstage workers. Danny is drinking a small cup of coffee as he talks to the worker. Suddenly, Danny is bumped from behind, accidentally spilling his coffee all over the worker. The worker yelps in pain as Danny begins apologizing and grabbing paper towels. The paper towels are knocked out of Danny's hand and Danny turns toward the culprit.
Danny Brannigan:"Hey! What's the big idea....oh..."
Danny turns to see an unhappy Tommy Rowan and Kareem al-Bashir. Danny half smiles as he begins to feel uncomfortable.
Tommy Rowan:"Watch where you walk you piece of shit."
Danny grabs the microphone from the table and turns toward Tommy. Tommy grabs Danny by the shirt and shoves him away. Danny crashes through the table, causing the food to go everywhere. Tommy turns toward the worker who got the coffee spilled on him and grabs him. He kicks him in the gut and lifts him on his shoulders. He gets a running start and then slams him down with a Death Valley Driver. The man crumbles as Kareem spits on him.
Tommy Rowan:"Let's go."
Both men walk off, leaving the scene in chaos.
"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.
Bob Mooney:"Introducing first, 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.
"Motherfucker Of The Year" By Motley Crue begins to play and the camera begins to pan around the arena. Lasers begin flashing around the arena as the crowd begins to boo. After the intro the lights begin to violently strobe to the beat. The red exit doors toward the back of the arena swing open and smoke pours out. Tommy Rowan storms out from the exit doors in his usual entrance attire. Across his face, a very smug look and in his right hand he holds his barbed wire bat. With his EoV Hybrid Championship strapped securely around his waist he looks around before wiping his mouth with his arm and snorting. He holds up his fists and the crowd showers him with heavy boos. He puts them down as he shakes his head again. Tommy begins to walk towards the ring, looking left and right and arguing with some fans.
Bob Mooney:"And her opponent, weighing in tonight at 220 pounds, hailing from Ozone park, New York, he is the Evolution of Violence Hybrid Champion, The Hardcore Reject, TOMMY ROOOOWWWWAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!"
Tommy is now at the edge of the barricade and he looks at the camera. He mouths off some words before hopping over the barricade and then hopping up on the ring apron with his right knee. Rowan lifts himself up and spins around on the apron. He looks around before holding up the metal horns. He then gets into the ring and steps up on the turnbuckle. Rowan takes off his Championship and holds up the metal horns again before slowly putting them to his sides as he wipes his mouth again and turns. He sits on the top turnbuckle and lays his Championship across his lap as he waits for the match to begin.
Dwayne Wright: This match has been building since EAW closed back on the G-Fed network, these two have had a complicated past as both have pointed out.
Sleaze: But as they also said, times have changed…this is new start in an old feud….and I have no doubt this is going to be a severely brutal match.
Dwayne Wright: I think that’s what this crowd is hoping for; I swear I saw a few umbrellas out there looks like we’re not the only ones expecting a blood bath.
Sleaze: Well here we go, the bell just rang and it looks like the two aren’t going to waste any time getting this started.
Back in the ring the two have already locked up as Tommy wastes no time putting her in a tight headlock as Chelsea grabs at his arm trying to break free.
Dwayne Wright: Looks like Tommy wants to put Chelsea out quick here.
Sleaze: He might want to but I don’t see it happening, Chelsea has fight in her. Managing to get an arm moving she connects with a hard elbow to Tommy’s gut causing him to break the hold as she crawls to the turnbuckle holding her throat. Getting into a standing position tommy goes runs straight at her clotheslining her into the turnbuckle as she falls to the mat holding her back as he goes for the cover.
Dwayne Wright: Tommy forgetting that there is no pin falls in this match.
Sleaze: And by the look on his face the ref just reminded him.
Rowan hits the mat in frustration as he pulls Chelsea to her feet before throwing her into the turnbuckle As Chelsea's back hits the protective padding, she arches back before slowly stumbling into the arms of the waiting Rowan, who drops her with a quick and fluid snap powerslam. He looks down at her, smiling wryly before dropping a knee to the gut and causing Chelsea to softly cough in a dry fashion.
Lifting her to her feet, Tommy goes for an Irish whip attempt, which is reversed and turned into an Irish whip of Chelsea's own, before she hits a leaping thrust kick to the side of the temple, followed by a high knee to the bridge of the nose whilst Tommy is on his knees.
Dwayne Wright: Tommy will be lucky if he doesn't have a broken nose after that shot. Good ole fashion brawl here in the early goings.
Sleaze: I doubt they're done either. This match is going to be more like a bloodbath when it's over.
Chelsea looks down at the grounded Tommy, but she's not looking to strike. Instead, she wants him back on his feet as soon as possible and hastens that process by hoisting him to his feet, only to drop him once again with a viscous fisherman's DDT. His head bouncing off the mat with rapid force, it's almost as if that was enough to send Rowan into a daze- Chelsea doesn't care about his safety though, delivering three sharp kicks to the small of his back.
She then shouts to him to "Face me like a man", before grinding the heel of her boot into the left cheek of Rowan's face before he manages to push himself off the mat and force Chelsea to slightly stumble back- her balance being the only thing stopping her from tumbling down. Rising to a vertical base, Tommy stuns Chelsea with a Stan Hansen style lariat, smiling as she slumps to the mat, almost glazed over in the eyes. Stomping a mud hole into her chest and face, it's Tommy's turn to trash talk, smirking as he soaks in the livid boos that he is currently receiving from the EOV fan base.
He then goes to lift Chelsea up but she outsmarts him by delivering a mule kick to his groin before hitting a float over DDT and rolling to the outside. Looking around the ballroom for a weapon, she is soon handed a crutch and a baking sheet from fans, tossing them into the ring; rolling back in herself. Grabbing the crutch, she measures her foe up for a shot...but Tommy sends her face first into it by drop toe holding her just as she was preparing to swing for the fences.
Dwayne Wright: Great awareness there by Rowan, might have saved further damage to his nose and face.
Sleaze: I doubt he cares about how he looks, after all- he is the hardcore legend.
Tommy then picks the crutch up and drives the rubber bottom into Chelsea's back thrice, smiling as he then slides it under her face whilst she's in the prone position; hitting a leaping leg drop to the back of her head. Noticing that some of the splinters have become embedded in the skin of his foe, Rowan hoists her up and drags her to the top rope; proceeding to run her face across it, before judo tossing her to the floor below.
The fans jeer at the sound of Chelsea's supine body thudding against the padding, but Tommy reacts by simply hitting a slingshot frog splash, causing the breath to be taken from Chelsea's lungs upon the move connecting. There's even some recoil, as Rowan clutches at his chest before dropping back atop of his longtime rival. Moving to his feet her starts pushing Chelsea toward the ring apron as he jumps out before pulling her with him as the two start to brawl on the outside of the ring.
Dwayne Wright: Looks like Tommy has other plans here, the two seem to be taking things out of the arena.
Sleaze: You’re right about that Fred; our cameramen are keeping a close eye on them.
The two continue trading punches as Chelsea manages to get a grip on a crutch from earlier, swinging she catches Tommy in the ribs causing him to grunt in pain as she stumbles back trying to keep from getting backed into the corner. Coming back to a standing position Tommy runs clotheslining Chelsea as the two fall over the barrier causing the crowd to go into a frenzy as they start fighting through the crowd. Spots of blood can be seen on both of them as Tommy’s face is almost like a crimson mask as they push through an entrance tunnel; the camera follows behind as everyone attention turns to the titantron as the two can be fighting through the corridors of the arena. Another hard punch from Tommy sends Chelsea stumbling back before Rowan grabs her sending her crashing through a table sitting by a merchandise stand.
Dwayne Wright: Where the hell are these two heading?
Sleaze: Who cares! This is awesome!
Managing to make it from back to a kneeling position Tommy picks Chelsea up as they walk down the hall before he throws her through the window by the door sending glass everywhere as Chelsea lays motionless on the concrete outside of the building.
Sleaze: This could be it! Chelsea could be out of it!
Dwayne Wright: There’s the ref now to check.
Grabbing Chelsea hand he picks it up before letting it drop as it hits the concrete ground, he goes for it again but is quickly stopped as Tommy pushes him out of the way and picks Chelsea up. He holds her like deadweight as he drags her down the sidewalk heading for the board walk.
Dwayne Wright: Chelsea has to be out of it.
Sleaze: Well either way I don’t think Tommy is finished with her just yet.
The few people standing outside quickly walk over trying to get a closer look as Tommy starts yelling at them to get out of the way. As he walks he pulls a nearly lifeless Chelsea behind him before dropping her as they get next to the railing leading down from the main part of the boardwalk. Going to pick her up it appears Chelsea has gotten a second breath as she quickly reverses his hold sending him over the railing as he falls to the ground causing screams to be heard throughout the arena as the cameraman quickly races to the railing, looking down we see Rowan laying on the ground as a big rock lays beside him.
Dwayne Wright: He’ll be extremely lucky if he didn’t catch that thing when he fell. He has to be out of it now.
Sleaze: You don’t know that! Tommy is tough, he can bounce back!
The ref runs down to where Tommy is lying as he goes through the same process he attempted with Chelsea, he lifts the hand once then twice both with no response.
Dwayne Wright: It doesn’t look like your boy’s going to bounce back from this one.
Lifting it one last time Rowans hand hits the ground as the ref starts signaling for the match to end as Chelsea sits on the ground looking through the railing at an unconscious Tommy.
Bob Mooney: “And your winner…Chelsea Arrrrmmmsttrongggg!”
Chelsea begins to celebrate as we cut to commercial.
SEGMENT
We return from commercial break and we can see Michael James backstage in his locker room, still flirting with the girl from earlier. Suddenly, the door swings open and a bloody and livid Tommy Rowan storms in. Michael looks up and is curious, but when he sees Rowan he returns back to his woman. Rowan comes over and pushes her aside. Michael looks confused.
Tommy Rowan:"Where the fuck where you?!"
Michael looks as him, puzzled.
Michael James:"What do you mean?"
Tommy shakes his head and backs off, still livid.
Tommy Rowan:"I come out and help you every fucking time you need me. But the one time I need you......., you sit back here. I mean, what the fuck?!"
Michael stands up and tries to talk, but Tommy cuts him off.
Tommy Rowan:"I come out there and help you time and time again whenever you need me. I am there when you are getting jumped. I am there when you are about to lose. I am there to fucking help you every time! But what happens when I need you?! YOU SIT BACK HERE WITH SOME FUCKING SKANK!!"
Michael puts his hand on Tommy's shoulder. Tommy pushes away.
Michael James:"Look Tommy, I fucked up. I was busy with this bitch here. I should've been there. Let's cool out. I got my match. Next time, I'll be there man. Let's not over react here."
Tommy Rowan:"Whatever man. Go do your thing. I'll be here."
Michael grabs his Championship and begins to walk away. He turns before he leaves back at Tommy.
Michael James:"You better show up when I need you. I know you won't fuck up like I did."
Tommy nods his head, still pissed off. Michael walks away as we hear Tommy let out a roar of anger. Michael chomps on his cigar as he smiles and walks off.
Dwayne Wright: “It is time for the Main Event of the night.”
Sleaze: “Oh yeah, the EoV World Champion, is coming up.”
Bob Mooney: “Ladies and Gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall, and it is the Main Event of the evening.
Introducing first....”
Gunnin' For You plays and a spotlight scans the crowd until it stops on Chase who's wearing a leather jacket with the hood of a black hoodie up underneath, Chase slowly makes his way through the crowd and down to ringside before vaulting the security barricade and standing looking at the ring.
Bob Mooney:"From Crawely, England, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the Lone Wolf, CHASE MIIIIICCCHHHAAAAEEEEEELLLLSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!"
He climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, he then proceeds to take of his jacket and hoodie before sitting in the corner waiting for his opponent.
The lights in the arena cut to black. A thick and stedy drum beat echos throughout the building as red lights and smoke appear near the entrance. The house lights come on as the opening cords to “Soldier Head” by Newsted blast throughout the arena. From behind the smoke we gain sight of Micheal James as he takes a few steps forward.
Bob Mooney: “From Fujisawa, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan. weighing in at 275 pounds. He is the EoV World Champion. “The Personification of Perfection.” Micheal James!!”
He takes a drag from the cigarette in his mouth and looks towards the audience with a sneer of disgust. Micheal James makes his way to the ring as the audience toss garbage in his direction, cursing and jeering him as James just smiles and continues to walk around the ringside area. He climbs up the stairs and casually moves between the ropes. He approaches the center of the ring and drops to one knee while pointing to his chest. James quickly stands back up and begins to insult the audience in Japanese.
Dwayne Wright: “Chase Michaels making his in ring debut tonight, against EoV world Champion Micheal James, and look at Chase.”
Sleaze: “Man, if looks could kill. But this is EoV we wrestle, not stare down.”
(The Bell rings and Michael James begins to circle around Chase Michaels. Michaels, having none of it, runs in and clotheslines Micheal James, catching him by surprise and bringing him to the mat.)
Dwayne Wright: “Chase, opening the match with a clothesline on Micheal James, and that caught James by surprise.”
Sleaze: “No one ever expects a clothesline right off the bat.”
(James, after getting over the shock of what just happened, gets back up to his feet and locks in to a collar and elbow tie with Chase. James loads up for in elbow to the head of Chase, but Chase spins out of the hold and gets a Wrist Lock applied to James, and once again brings him to the mat with a hip toss.)
Dwayne Wright: “Once again, Micheal James is brought down, this time from a Hip Toss.”
Sleaze: “Wow, this Chase guy is quick.”
(James, once again gets to his feet. He slowly backs away from Chase trying to goat him into chasing him. Chase tries to press the advantage on James, but James quickly turns the tide by throwing a lightning quick combination of punches and kicks. He finishes the combo with a stiff Spinning Heel Kick that catches Chase square in the chin, bringing him down in a heap.)
Dwayne Wright: “James with a big striking combination bringing Chase down.”
Sleaze: “Now that is more like it champ, press the advantage.”
(James looks over the downed Chase Michaels and locks in a chin lock to wear him down, but before he can lock it in fully Chase Michaels fights out of it by hitting Micheal James with a jawbreaker.)
Dwayne Wright: “Jawbreaker from Chase Michaels to gt out of trouble. It seems James has met his equal in this match.”
(James is sent backward holding his jaw as Chase rolls him up into a pin.)
Dwayne Wright: “Schoolboy roll up by Chase Michaels here's the cover. 1. 2. kick out at two from Micheal James.”
Sleaze: “It will take more then that to beat the Champ.”
(Chase Michaels picks James up off of the mat following the kickout. Chase sets up for a suplex, but is reversed by Michael James who snaps off a Suplex of his own.)
Dwayne Wright: “Chase thinking Suplex, but James beats him to it hit the Snap Suplex on The Lone Wolf.”
(Chase hits the mat hard on the small of his back, freezing him in pain for a second as Micheal James floats over and pins.)
Sleaze: “Float over. Cover. 1. 2. no kick out from Chase Michaels.”
Dwayne Wright: “It looks like that Suplex might have hurt Chase a little.”
Sleaze: “It’s Puroresu, if you not used to that style your going to get hurt.”
(Chase slowly gets up following the kickout. As he gets to his feet, Micheal James runs into the ropes setting up for the Osaka Spike Kick, but instead Chase brings his arm out, lifting James up with just one arm and hits the sideslam.)
Dwayne Wright: “Micheal James, looking for the Osaka Spike Kick but instead finds a Sideslam by Chase Michaels.”
Sleaze: “Wow, great move to avoid the O.S.K.”
(Chase uses the opportunity to stretch out his back, trying to get over the pain from the previous hard landing on the suplex. James gets up to his feet as Chase isn’t looking and locks in a Full Nelson. Chase starts to fight out but instead of applying pressure, James Lifts Chase off of the ground , and brings him down, almost on his head. James bridges out for the pin.)
Dwayne Wright: “Full Nelson Suplex from Micheal James, he bridges over for the cover. 1. 2. kickout at two by Chase Michaels.”
Sleaze: “His back must be screaming in pain.”
(Chase powers out of the pin fall attempt, favoring the small of his back. James gets back to his feet and hits a reverse STO to bring Chase down to the mat, this time face first. Then locks in the STF on Chase Michaels.)
Dwayne Wright: “Reverse STO from Micheal James driving Chase skull first into the mat.”
Sleaze: “He locked in the STF on Chase this must be it.”
(Micheal James applies pressure to the hold as Chase screams in pain, his face being painfully pulled back. As James applies more pressure Chase Reaches for the ropes and holds them as James keeps the submission locked until the count of 4.)
Dwayne Wright: “Micheal James, taking full advantage of the five count and holding the submission till the count of four.”
(James gets back to his feet from the submission, dragging the near lifeless Chase up with him. James Irish Chase into the corner. Then Puts him up time and climbs up after him.)
Dwayne Wright: “We’ve seen this before.”
Sleaze: “Could it be the Kudo Kai Driver?”
(Micheal James sets chase up for a powerbomb on the top, then butterfly's his arms. Jumping off the top he lifts Chase by the arms flipping him over to his back. hitting a Tiger Bomb from the top. He Covers Chase upon the landing.)
Dwayne Wright: “Kudo Kai Driver!! Cover. 1. 2. Kick out from Chase? how did he do that?”
Sleaze: “I have no clue.”
(Frustrated Micheal James comes up to his feet calling for his finisher, but as his attention is diverted Chase picks his leg with a drop toe hold. Then transitions into The Devils Cry.)
Dwayne Wright: “Drop toe hold from Chase Michaels bringing Micheal James down to the mat. Devil’s Cry!! He locked in the Devil’s Cry.”
Sleaze: “This isn’t good the Kudo Kai Drver brought them to the center of the ring. James has nowhere to go.”
(Chase pulls back on James’ leg, forcing the calf in to the laces and metal eyeholes of his boots. James screams out in pain but is able to get out, but not with out some damage to his leg.)
Dwayne Wright: “Micheal James Fights out, but he is hurt, The Devil’s Cry has done its damage.”
Sleaze: “Chase is back up.”
(Chase is back to his feet and waits for James to get back up. Slowly James is back to his feet. Chase runs from across the ring and jumps up hitting James with The Chaser. Knocking him out.)
Dwayne Wright: “Chaser!! Chase Michaels Hits the Chaser. Cover 1. 2. 3..”
Bob Mooney: “Here is your winner Chase Michaels!!”
Dwayne Wright: “Chase Michaels beats the EoV Championship, what will this do to the title picture?”
Sleaze: “If Cami James is smart, this should mean that, as much as I hate to say it. Chase Michaels is next in line for the EoV Championship.”
Dwayne Wright: “Could this be how the Era of the UN comes to an End?”
Sleaze: “I don’t know.”
"Gunnin' For You" continues as Chase celebrates on the turnbuckle. Michael James get's up and grabs his title. He folds it up and stands behind Chase, ready to take a swing. Chelsea Armstrong comes down to the ring and slides in. She ducks under the title shot and Chase nails Michael with the "Bitter Conclusion". Kareem and Tommy come out on the ramp as Michael scoots into the corner. Chase and Chelsea turn toward Tommy and Kareem and get ready for a fight. Michael is in the ring, slowly getting up and smiling menacingly.
Dwayne Wright:"Chase and Chelsea are outnumbered. The U.N. are evil!"
Sleaze:"The U.N. are genius! Strength in numbers."
Dwayne Wright:"Wait a minute... What are Tommy and Kareem doing?"
Tommy pats Kareem's chest and they both turn around. Tommy and Kareem walk to the back, leaving Michael in the ring alone. The crowd pops as Chase and Chelsea turn towards a livid Michael.
Dwayne Wright:"TOMMY AND KAREEM ABANDONED MICHAEL!"
Sleaze:"Michael's in trouble now. GET OUT OF THERE MICHAEL!"
Michael points toward Chelsea and Chase, yelling at them to stay back. They move in closer as he backs up to the corner. Suddenly, Michael storms out of the corner and swings at Chase. Chase ducks and Chelsea kicks him in the gut. Chase steps back and nails Michael with the "Rude Awakening", but Michael doesn't fall. He stumbles over to Chelsea who lifts Michael up and nails the "Strongarmed"! Michael is rolled out of the ring as his Championship lays on the floor. Both Chelsea and Chase grab the title and stand face to face. Both raise it up as the Chaos logo shows on the bottom of the screen and Michael lays motionless on the outside. The show ends on Chase and Chelsea staring at eachother with the EoV World Heavyweight Championship between them.
