Post by Cyberstrike on Apr 5, 2018 23:32:47 GMT
Nitro 18…
X-WCW goes on air as we see Christopher Back inside the ring with the nTo making his announcement.
CB: “Since D-Ex won the X-WCW US title, and then got hurt, the title will be declared vacant. TGO is the slated no. 1 contender for the title, but that leaves a spot empty for the X-WCW US title match.”
We go to another clip where it shows the entrances of Brett Rayne, Karl Baller, Judge Death and Nightmare. We see the action of their match as we hear CB’s voice over.
CB: “So tonight, we need to fill up that spot. On Nitro 18, we will see a four man elimination match for the #2 contendership for the US title.”
We go to the final minutes of the match and we see KB reversing the suplex attempt of Brett Rayne into his finisher called the ‘chaos from heaven’.
JR: “HERE IS THE PIN 1…2..3! ITS OVER! KARL BALLER GOES TO NITRO 18 TO FACE THE GREAT ONE!!!”
We see a clip of KB posing for the fans before we fade to black. We go back to the first scene and this time Otacon is now show on stage.
Otacon: “Back, I know you don’t like me and I don’t like you but you gotta listen to me right now. On Vendetta 3, Ignavus robbed me of my title and tonight, I WANT to get it back! Since you made a match for the US title, how about put a X-WCW UW title match tonight?!”
We then see a clip of GME on the stage with a mic in his own hands as well.
GME: “Now just wait a minute here, I felt that I deserve a title shot MORE than that pathetic loser who is in that ring right now. Hey Con Man, let me ask you this, how fast was that match with you and igz again? I mean, c’mon! That was like a minute or less.”
Inside the ring, Otacon looks furious and points at GME. He mouths off a couple of things before we hear CB yet again.
CB: “You know what, I am just about fed up with this crap with you two. So tonight, I got a solution for both of your problems. Both of you will face the X-WCW champion Ignavus in a non-title three-way match. The winner will face Ignavus on Warzone #30, but if Ignavus wins, he doesn’t have to defend his title until the X-Rumble. Now is that a deal?”
The footage shifts to the final moments of the main event of Nitro.
JR: “Grandmaster E has Otacon on his grasps and lifts him up for a..SIT DOWN POWERBOMB! BAH GAWD WHAT AN IMPACT!”
The ring shook hard and the fans chant ‘holy sh*t” after they heard that. Grandmaster E pins Otacon for the 1..2..3!
JR: “The match is over! Grandmaster E pins the con man and he gets the shot against Ignavus in the next show! I CANT BELIEVE IT!”
RK: “What I cant believe here, JR, is how the heck could Ignavus fall asleep..IN THE MIDDLE OF A MATCH?!”
The bell rings and we hear the announcement from Terri Hotbody II
THII: “The winner of this match by pinfall..GRANDMASTER E!!!”
We see GME getting his hand raised as we hear the following voices of JR and RK
JR: “These two men know that its gonna be them facing each other on the next show for that title, King.”
RK: “Two of the X-WCW’s top wrestlers, on Warzone, will be gunning for the top prize in this industry today. I cant wait to see that match.”
The footage fades to black as we see Ignavus and GME shake hands in the middle of the ring.
*********
The drumbeats of the song hits and then we hear a 8 second intrumental while we see the X-WCW logo apperaing on the screen. In the background, we see various clips of X-WCW wrestlers battling it out in black and white. However, the logo fades and it bursts into color once we hear the vocals kick in.
"ON THIS DAY"
We see Ignavus raising the title belt in the air while he is on the top rope.
"I SEE CLEARLY"
The scene changes and we see Bonito locking in the ankle lock on TGO
"EVERTHING HAS COME TO LIGHT"
It skips and we see Otacon hitting a spear on Flash Stryker
"BETTER PLACE, AND A BROKEN DREAM"
The video shows a clip of Final Frontier entering the entrance stage and the pyros behind them explode.
"NOT A CHANCE TO FEEL....."
The scene changes and we see Christopher Back making his way into the ringside area
"CHANCE TO FEEL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEE"
We see Karl Baller hitting the no.1 single in slow motion before the fades to black. The video goes pitch black before an explosion of red flashes out and we see the X-WCW Warzone logo on the screen.
We go to the ringside area where the pyros explode to signal the start of the show. The camera pans over to the crowd and shows various signs like “Igz vs the glass ceiling, only on warzone..”, “I know how to do a sleeper hold too!” and “Rage vs RA = Ratings!”. We go to the announce booth where we see James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome everyone to X-WCW Warzone! We are coming at you live from the Staples Center in Los Angeles California!”
RK: “That’s right, JR, the city of fallen angels will see one great show tonight!”
JR: “On the main event, we will have Ignavus facing Grandmaster E. They are two of the X-WCW’s top wrestlers and they will go at it for the X-WCW UW title and its gonna be one hell of a fight.”
The lights dim and “out of a silent planet” plays throughout the arena. The fans give a very mixed reaction as Judge Death makes his presence known at ringside. Slowly, he makes his way down the ramp with his usual attire on plus his helmet. He makes his way infront of the ring steps and slowly ascends to the ring before he enters the ring through the ropes. The camera pans over to the crowd that reads a sign ‘Judge Death stole my relatives tombstone and I want it back!’ before we go back to the ring where he is.
RK: “Oh goodness, what does this skinny turd want now?”
Once the lights go back up, Judge Death somehow has a mic on his hands and pulls it up for him to speak.
JD: “Greetingss to all of you from the ssshhhity of angelsss…”
The fans give a pop, damn this cheap popping turd!
JD: “Before anything elssse tonight, I wanted to sssssay that itssss great to be back here in the X-WCW. Itsss been a long time sssincccce I graced among itsss locker room and crept the pants off mosssst of the wrestlerssss at the back. Itsss alssso been a long time ssssince I met the X-WCW crowd and I just misss you all due to the ruckusss you all made each time I have my match.”
The fans pop yet again.
RK: “Is it just me or is he kissing everyone’s ass tonight?”
JD: “But after my formal speech to addresssss my return here, I need to move forward. Sssseith Helloct. Mr. Intercontinental Champ..I want to sssee you in the ring right now.”
JD pulls down his mic and awaits Seith to enter the ringside, however, the lights go out. We hear the fans shouting and screaming as if they knew what was gonna happen next. Once the lights are back up, Seith appears infront of JD and both men staredown.
JR: “Ask, and you shall receive! Seith Helloct is now inside the ring with Judge Death!”
Both men continue to stare down and the fans roar as the tension inside the ring could be cut up by a butter knife. After a few seconds, both men don’t move a muscle and still just staredown at one another.
RK: “JR, sooner or later, the fans would just chant boring if they wont move inside that ring.”
Finally, JD breaks the silence and pulls up his mic. In a very blunt manner..he says the following words that would signify the end of the world.
JD: “sssso…howsss the weather, buddy?”
This did not bode well since Seith looks angrily at JD before he starts to hammer away with some hard punches to the helmeted lispin man. Soon, JD fights back and it’s a brawl inside the ring. With the fans cheering on, both JD and Seith are at it with hard clubs and punches to the other man.
JR: “BOTH MEN ARE FIGHTING IN THE RING! BAH GAWD WHAT A RIVALRY!”
RK: “You call this a rivalry? I call this the newest odd couple of the X-WCW!”
JR: “Well folks, we will have our first match tonight once we come back from the commercial break!”
Soon enough, a couple of X-WCW personel storm inside the ringside area and break up the brawl. X-WCW goes to commercials as the two are successfully pulled off from each other.
X-WCW TV Championship
The Renegade Ron Micheals vs Byrne (c)
TH: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the X-WCW Television Championship!”
‘Hurt’ by Johnny Cash rings out across the arena, and the crowd gives a middling reaction to the man stepping onto the stage. He pauses a moment and stares around at all in attendance, before shrugging slightly and heading for the ring.
TH: “Introducing first, the challenger. From Out West, weighing in at 276 pounds...the Renegade, Ron Michaels!”
JR: “While the Renegade rarely makes an effort to endear himself to our viewers, the fact that he was screwed by the nTo at Vendetta 3 has made his stock rise in their books, so to speak.”
RK: “Doesn’t hurt that he’s been whining about it non-stop since then, either.”
JR: “I challenge you to find one instance of Ron Michaels whining.”
RK: >scribbles something on a bit of paper< “There’s one!”
JR: “You just wrote that yourself right there!”
RK: “I’m quoting directly from the source!”
JR: “And the source is your own dirty ass!”
Ron Michaels, now in the ring, limbers up as ‘Hurt’ fades away to be replaced by Black Sabbath’s ‘Iron Man’. The crowd warms up and cheers on the TV champ as he leaps out onto the stage, headbanging to his own music and playing air guitar with the belt.
TH: “And the opponent...from Boston, Massachusetts...weighing in at 265 pounds...the current X-WCW Television Champion...the Boston Rocker, Sean Byrne!”
Byrne slides into the ring and climbs onto one corner, flaunting the belt before the fans. Michaels doesn’t take his eyes off the Boston Rocker, but doesn’t make any moves against him either.
RK: “Now, this joker...how the hell can you say he deserves any kind of title?”
JR: “For starters, unlike the previous owner of that belt, he didn’t need any help from stable-mates to win it.”
RK: “Eh...details, details.”
Byrne steps down and hands the TV title belt to ref Mark Chambers, who displays it to the audience before handing it through the ropes to the time-keeping staff. The bell is rung, and the two competitors instantly lock up. After a few shoves back and forth, Byrne takes Michaels down into a grounded Headlock. Michaels forces his way back up and pushes Sean to the ropes; Sean misses with a clothesline on the return, and receives a Back Toss for his trouble after bouncing again.
JR: “Nice, classy technical skill being displayed here. We just don’t see enough of it.”
RK: “That’s because we tend to fall asleep during matches that involve it...”
Sean gets up, only for the Renegade to kick him in the midsection and connect with a Snap Suplex; after which, Ron pulls Byrne up again and executes a Scoop Slam, then heads up top...
JR: “Big risk...”
RK: “And no reward!”
Michaels took a little too long climbing the turnbuckle; enough time for the Boston Rocker to rise and dash up to meet Ron on the top rope, from where Sean launched him across the ring with a Super Arm Drag! Chasing after his reeling opponent, Byrne applies a Sleeper hold, but Ron’s not quite worn out enough yet, and counters with a few elbow jabs to the stomach. With the hold released forcibly, Sean stumbles away...and the Renegade ensnares him with a release German Suplex! With his opponent down, Michaels picks up one of Byrne’s legs and delivers some sharp kicks to it, then grabs the other and folds them over, trying to lock in the Sharpshooter!
JR: “Dangerous move here! Few people can resist that hold for long!”
RK: “Which is odd, since almost everyone uses it these days.”
In desperation, Byrne rakes Ron’s eyes, making the Renegade release the hold and back off for a few moments. Once the Boston Rocker regains his footing, Michaels attempts to run at him, but finds himself receiving a stiff Elbow Strike on the jaw that knocks him down. Sean reaches down...and Michaels grabs his arm, trying to lock in the Renegade Hold! Byrne frantically tries to keep on his feet!
JR: “Another submission attempt, potentially even deadlier than the last!”
RK: “Have people died in that hold?”
JR: “...No?”
RK: “Then you lie, because it’s not deadly. Ha!”
Reaching behind himself, Byrne grabs the ropes, and Mark Chambers orders Michaels to release the hold, which he does on the count of 2. Once standing, Michaels grabs the now-weakened arm of Byrne and twists it sharply, then clubs the elbow with his forearm. Byrne sinks to his knees, crying out in agony, and the Renegade applies a Standing Armbar! Sean wavers for a moment...but then fights it off, regains his footing and manages to hook his free arm behind Michaels’ back, then counters the hold beautifully with a Belly-to-Back Suplex!
JR: “I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen anyone pull that off before!”
RK: “It probably featured in Chris Jericho’s old list of 1,001 moves, or however many there was...”
Both men stay down for a few moments, worn out after that flurry of action. Sean gets to his feet a little quicker, still favouring one arm, and sends the rising Renegade back down to the mat with the Rocker Dropper! He makes a cover; 1...2...kickout!
JR: “Still too early to put the Renegade down...”
Byrne pulls Renegade up by the hair and lays him out once more with a Fireman’s Carry, then makes for the top rope. The crowd builds in anticipation as he faces away from Michaels...and soars into the air for a Moonsault!
JR: “Such agi – oh!”
Michaels moved aside, however...but Byrne saw it happen, and managed to rotate that little bit more, so he landed on his feet – and Renegade comes after him with the Wild Kick – but Sean ducks it! Ron reels around, and Byrne goes for the Final Cutter, but Michaels shoves him to the ropes...he rebounds with a clothesline – which Michaels catches, and tries to lock in the Renegade Hold again! Sean goes down...down...then back up, hooks his arms up, and connects with the Final Cutter!
JR: “Second time lucky!”
RK: “Second time fluke.”
Sean drops his good arm over the Renegade’s chest...but Mark Chambers points out that Michaels’ leg is firmly on the bottom rope. Byrne looks pissed as he gets to his feet again, pulling Michaels with him and locking up for a standing Suplex...
JR: “It could be Sledgehammer time, folks!”
RK: “You can’t touch dis!”
But just as Sean tries to lift, Michaels snakes one hand up and grabs the weakened arm hooked over his own head, gives it a sharp twist – and pulls Byrne down into the Renegade Hold, locking the arm between his legs and pulling back on Byrne’s head!
JR: “RENEGADE HOLD! RENEGADE HOLD! And it’s on tight this time!”
Sean wavers a bit...and a bit more...tries to reach the ropes...can’t...
JR: “Looks like this is it...”
And then Michaels releases the hold.
RK: “Fool.”
JR: “Wait – look!”
Michaels stands up and glares at a new figure arriving at ringside...Nightmare! The two stare right through each other for one agonisingly tense moment – and then Nightmare slides into the ring, and the two start brawling, tossing out right hooks, crescent kicks, haymakers, roundhouses and assorted other oddly-named fist and foot attacks, neither backing down or paying attention to Sean Byrne, who looks understandably confused.
JR: “What the hell? Why is Nightmare out here? What’s he got to gain from this?”
RK: “Not a whole lot, since the security trolls are on the way.”
Indeed, a legion of X-WCW security types flood the ring and separate the Renegade and Nightmare with a sea of black-shirted bodies. The two still haven’t broken eye contact – they don’t even seem to blink. Terri Hotbody II takes to the mic once more at ref Chambers’ instruction.
TH: “Owing to the interference of Nightmare, this match has been ruled...a No Contest!”
We cut to commercials as an unpleased Sean Byrne is handed back his TV Title belt, the crowd booing as Nightmare is restrained and dragged backstage...
JR: “Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to X-WCW WARZONE!”
RK: “We still got a lotta matches in the card, JR, tonight we are going to celebrate this show with a lotta action! I just cant wait to see them all!”
The opening riffs from “Fury of the storm” hits the speakers. After it makes a breif pause, the stage pyros explode and the song continues. Tony Bonito comes out with his new “I may not make you, but I will BREAK you” t-shirt and blue jeans as the fans start to boo at him. He makes his way down the ramp as his song continues to play.
"I fly above the rest."
"What it takes to be the best."
"I'll burn this whole place down."
"I'll put you in the ground."
JR: “Here comes Tony Bonito! Gee, I wonder what this sadist wants to speak out of his mind right now?”
RK: “Whatever it is, its great to see him here at ringside JR. Cause in his match tonight, he would just be here in less than 1 or 2 minutes after he takes care of that star wars geek.”
TB enters the ring and gets the mic from THII. He just stares down at THII, looking to attack her again, but it fails as the lady hurriedly leaves the ring before he nito plexes her for the second straight time in her life.
TB: “Tonight, I will face a certain geek by the name of De’Si Nide…whatever his name is. But right now, I will have to come clean and tell you all the facts about my attack on Christopher Back’s dear friend, Mr. D-Extreme.”
Few of the fans let out a little “D-Ex” chant, while the rest of them just chant “Boring”. Aww, poor little D-Extreme, this narrator gives his dearest sympathies to him and his career.
TB: “As I said before, me and Chris had a deal back in September. The deal was, I help him with his problems on that fed, and he would allow me to compete there after I was done. You know, at first, it was great seeing me and him team up for the first time in our career, but then it hit me. When, oh when will Mr. Back turn BACK on his words? Well, I didn’t figure it out soon enough that it took you 1 show after I finished deal off with him and Back screwing with me by suspending me here in the X-WCW for two shows. Now that does explain the reason why I was away for two shows before the PPV itself. Just because I stated out to that idiot I am DONE with the deal since I did MY PART of it, he did one thing he did best and screw me outta it. Here’s a lesson you people should know, NEVER try to think someone with the name of Christopher Back can be trusted with a deal or an agreement with you.”
RK: “Now that explains it..”
JR: “Explains what, King.”
RK: “Oh you know, why he was away. I really thought he just went AWOL and watched the 2 week Olympics convention back in Pittsburg.”
TB looks at the stage before he has a smirk on his face.
TB: “So what did TB do while he was out of the X-WCW? Well he tried to continue to fight in the other fed, since that’s what I like. Tony Bonito, your real f’n Olympian, prides himself in the field of professional wrestling. I like to fight inside this ring and if CB would deny me of wrestling here for two shows..then I’d wrestle somewhere else. But little did I know, his screwing with me wasn’t done yet..oh no..”
TB motions to the WARtron and we see a footage of the last 2NLW PPV Erratic
***
TW: The problem is… now… my rules are back… in place. And… I just had… everyone’s… health… files checked. And… Bonito? You failed… due to… “elevated enzyme… count.”
TB: Fuck you, old man, that’s none of your business.
TW: No, you… fool. It’s all my… business. And I don’t… want you… in it. You’re… Fired.
TB: WHAT?
The footage fades as we see Real American grabbing the hubcab out of Bonito’s hands. TB shakes his head and points to the crowd.
***
TB: “IF anyone was wondering, yes, the last scene was me getting a hubcap snatched away by Real American for some odd reason. But as Walken said, I was fired there due to ‘elevated enzyme count’. When I recalled, I had NO problems with that once I got the results after my physical. Little did I know that one Chris Back was also responsible for forging those results to one Dr. Imsa. How did I know, it was simple enough once I stormed back at my locker room to get my stuff. I had THIS on top of my television set.”
The camera zooms in and it shows the real health file of Tony Bonito with a note on top of it that says ‘guess your outta work for the next 3 weeks huh? – c. back’. It zooms out and TB hides it into his pockets.
TB: “See Chris, if you didn’t pull off a stupid move to let out who was responsible for that, well D-Ex would have still been walkin right now. HOW DARE you deny me of getting into a wrestling ring for 3 weeks and do nothing but sit my ass down back at home. I live and breath wrestling here inside the squared circle, and that’s the only thing that you can take from me that will eat me up SO MUCH that It’ll drive me to do things that I wont even imagine doing. When I made my return at Vendetta 3, I injured your friend D-Extreme. I forcefully sent that drunken S.O.B. into retirement. Chris, you think that’s the WORST I can do to you?”
TB pauses for a while and lets out a laugh.
TB: “YOURE WRONG! YOUR DEAD WRONG, BUCKO! The road to the X Rumble has started, Chris, and that aint the only one that has started. The road to your doom, Christopher Back has just opened up…by Tony Bonito. And remember, you messed with me once and I aint gonna forgive you with that. When we meet inside that steeled structure, I assure you Chris, I WILL BREAK YOU!!!”
TB’s music hits the speakers and TB roars out to the fans who boo at him. He leaves the ringside area and makes his way back to the locker rooms as we hear from JR and King.
RK: “Wow! I never knew the boss would do such an underhanded tactic like that. But maybe TB is just lying JR. I mean, I know Mr. Back’s handwriting and that’s not it.”
JR: “To be honest, King, his reasons to justify his actions were still doubtfull in all of our minds right now. Well folks, lets go backstage with Cole Ryan as he is with Grandmaster E.”
Backstage
We go backstage and we see GME alongside Cole Ryan for this interview.
CR: “Were here in the locker room of Grandmaster E. GME, tonight you will be facing Ignavus for the X-WCW Ultimate World Championship in the main event. You haven’t faced Ignavus in a one-on-one matchup yet in your stay here in the X-WCW. However, judging from your initial encounter with him on Nitro, do you have any idea how to counter his style?”
GME: “Yeah, infact I do. Everytime I know I’m facing a new opponent, I get some tapes of his old matches and review it. But it seems like every match he is on, something new happens. Ignavus, the current champ, is one unpredictable dude. So its still gonna be a hard to figure him out inside that ring.”
CR: “So in your match, who do you think would win?”
GME: “Since its hard to figure out Igz and his pattern inside the ring, I aint too sure. Honestly now, its hard to tell. Although I wanna think that heck, I can win it all tonight and regain that X-WCW UW title. You see Cole, there is just something about that…oh..its you.”
The camera zooms out to reveal Otacon glaring at GME. Otacon huffs and puffs..and snatches the mic from GME.
Conman: “Oh, so you think you can win the title back huh? That’s a great thinking there pal! Infact, if it weren’t for you being such an opportunist last Nitro, it would have been ME who will face Ignavus here tonight! But no, you cheap shotted me while that stupid champion fell asleep. In that situation, you capitalized on it and stole the match from ME!”
CR and GME just looks at conman before he drabbles on again.
Conman: “GME, you will pay for that cheap shot on me at Nitro! You better watch your back cause I’m goin out at ya. I should be the champ! ME! NOT YOU! NOT IGNAVUS!...and not even you Cole. I aint done with you GME, I aint done with you or ignavus..NOT YET!”
He slams the mic on the ground before he storms off. GME and CR still have that odd look on their faces as we go back to ringside.
Double 4 Tournament Block 2
Fatal Four Way Elimination Match
The Final Frontier vs PowerBomb vs Twiztid Hunters vs The Stix Brothers
The high-tempo guitar-plucking of ‘Drop the Bombshell’ assaults the collective ears of the audience as Terri Hotbody V2.0 basks in the spotlight for her moment of glory.
TH: “The following contest is a Fatal Four-Way Elimination match, where the last team remaining will be the victors. Introducing first, at an unknown combined weight...from Maple Ridge, British Columbia, Bombshell...from Parts Unknown, Powermaster Prime...they are PowerBomb!”
The two imposing figures of the Mad Bomber and PMP converge on the ring, with the smaller Bombshell sliding under the bottom rope whilst Powermaster steps through from the apron. The crowd don’t give them a terribly good reception as they raise their arms and scowl like it’s going out of fashion.
JR: “Big opportunity for PowerBomb here, and it doesn’t hurt that their opponents can’t hope to equal their raw power in the ring, right Randal?”
RK: “You ain’t kidding – I’m surprised the canvas hasn’t snapped under those two fat asses...wait – they’re nTo, aren’t they?”
JR: “Last time I looked.”
RK: “Oops. Um...I love you guys!”
Bombshell snarls in Randal’s direction, and the color commentator almost falls out of his chair. The sounds of Powerman 5000 fade, to be replaced by ‘Comin’ to your City’ and the appearance of...
TH: “And the first opponents...at a combined weight of 460 pounds...from Melbourne, Florida, AutobotJazz...from Seattle, Washington, SciFiMan...the Final Frontier!”
JR: “Former tag champions and, if I may say so, one of the finest teams I’ve ever seen in my career!”
RK: “Which is saying something, since I’m reliably informed you did the play-by-play the first time cavemen hunted mammoths.”
AutobotJazz steps out onto the stage, sweat-slicked hair dripping and one arm raised aloft to incite the fans, who respond most warmly. After a pause, a burst of pyrotechnics erupt further down the ramp, and SciFiMan springs up in a Rey Mysterio fashion, before standing with hands on hips, defiant. He fails to notice that the pyro set his cape on fire. AJ fails to mention this, instead simply nodding to his partner before they slide into the ring in unison, quickly squaring up to PowerBomb before Sid Greene pulls them away. SciFiMan goes to remove his cape, only then noticing the flames licking its tail end; he tosses it quickly into the crowd, where several small kids no doubt scald themselves trying to pick it up.
JR: “It’s stuff like this that makes you wonder why SciFiMan isn’t more popular.”
RK: “He’s being held down by that partner of his!”
JR: “Oh, stop with the rumour-mongering, will you? That thing about Grandmaster E going to the...other place...was bad enough, but now you’re trying to pull apart our teams? Why?”
RK: “It’s good TV that way.”
A mess of noise, slightly recognisable as a mash-up of ‘We Won’t Die’ and ‘Mutant X’, both by Twiztid, accompanies two face-painted individuals in loose black clothes, running down the ramp with arms held out like wings.
TH: “And the next opponents...at a combined weight of 366 pounds...from Detroit, Michigan...Ken and Jake, the Twiztid Hunters!”
RK: “I don’t agree with their fashion choices, but they’ve got spirit, I’ll give them that.”
JR: “Fashion...something you clearly know so much about, Mister Paisley Socks.”
RK: “HEY! You’re the play-by-play guy! You don’t get to insult people!”
As they near the bottom of the ramp, Jake pulls off a rather nice cartwheel, and tries for a back somersault on top of that...but screws it up, lands on his head, and rolls awkwardly down to the ringside area. A nearby camera shows us that he’s laughing. Meanwhile, Ken vaults the security railings and begins pummeling an unfortunate fan who didn’t think twice before choosing to wear a John Cena sweatband today.
JR: “Oh god...security!”
Ken is quickly shepherded back out of the fans and into the ring by some burly men with ear-radios and no visible necks. Jake crawls in a moment later, still laughing. The Final Frontier and PowerBomb simply stare at their opponents with something like pity, or perhaps disdain. A custom mix of eerie piano music fills the PA systems as the lights go dim. After a few seconds, the stage pyros explode and the music continues to blare while two men in masks come out of the curtains.
TH: “And the last opponents...at a combined weight of 700 pounds...from parts unknown…they are the team of Damien and Dante Stix…THE STIX BROTHERS!!!
Both masked men slowly make their way down the rampway as the crowd is rather silent and do not know how to make of these newcomers.
JR: “These two men combined make for a truly confusing team, King"
RK: “Why?”
JR: “They both got masks. Both of them seem derange, and well..”
RK: “So this team just gives you the creeps huh?”
JR: “You can say that.”
At an instruction from ref Greene, the teams move to their corners, and debate about who should be the first legal men. After much chest-puffing and many melodramatic proclamations about justice, SciFiMan convinces AutobotJazz to stay on the apron. Bombshell stays whilst Powermaster Prime shifts his impressive bulk out over the ropes. The two Stix Brothers look at each other before Damien nods and looks to be the legal man for his team. Ken and Jake do rock-paper-scissors; Ken wins and stays in, whilst Jake curses in the corner. The bell rings, and we’re off...to a standing start, as Bombshell begins to throw insults at everyone else.
JR: “That may not be the best strategy in a free-for-all environment...”
Bombshell’s three smaller opponents exchange glances whilst the big man laughs, and then they all dash forward, Ken Hunter going down low with a Dropkick to the knees, Damien Stix thrusting forward for a Spear, and SciFiMan connecting with the Photon Torpedo! Bombshell goes down like a sack of potatoes. Big, Canadian biker potatoes.
JR: “Holy - ! Bombshell may be out of it already!”
RK: “NO! Get up, you flabby moron!”
Damien continues to pound away on the downed Mad Bomber, whilst SciFiMan and Ken lock up. Ken applies a headlock, but gets a Back Suplex for his trouble. As he sits up, SciFi rebounds from the ropes and goes for a Flipping Neckbreaker – but Ken rolls to the side, and SciFi is left to flip over nothing and land awkwardly. As the gallant superhero tries to rise, Ken approaches him from behind and lays him out again with a Facebuster, before applying a Fujiwara Armbar…but SciFi gets to his feet, and reaches back with his free arm to snag one of Ken’s, then ducks down into a Backslide Pin! Ken rolls out of it before the count of 2, however.
JR: “Remarkable technical skill shown here by the typically hardcore Ken Hunter!”
RK: “Oh god, I’m watching a nerd and a goth, and I’m supposed to be excited. Kill me, James.”
Meanwhile, the large masked man known as Damien Stix pulls Bombshell to his feet and whips the him to the ropes, but Bombshell reverses and tries for a clothesline. Damien avoids it and grabs Bombshell from behind for an atomic drop. Powermaster yells abuse at his partner, ‘encouraging’ him to make a tag. However, Damien denies him from the tag as he spins him around and plants him with a 180 degree spinebuster slam that shook the ropes.
JR: “BAH GAWD! DAMIEN STIX WITH THAT POWERFUL MOVE ON BOMBSHELL!”
RK: “C’mon, idiot, let Prime show these squirts how it’s done!”
In the Final Frontier’s corner, SciFiMan is raining punches down on Ken’s head whilst Jake looks on from across the ring, agonised. SciFi makes a tag to AutobotJazz, and the two pull Ken from the corner before laying him flat with a Double Suplex, following up with synchronised elbow drops.
JR: “Nice teamwork there – and there!”
AutbotJazz attempts to cover Ken, but Jake breaks it up. Elsewhere, Damien takes Bombshell down again with a quick Powerslam, leaving the Mad Bomber in the centre of the ring, from where Walker applies a Texas Cloverleaf hold!
JR: “Things don’t look good for Bombshell!”
RK: “What else is new?”
Bombshell refuses to give up, however...and then Powermaster runs in and breaks it up with a boot to Damien Stix’s head.
JR: “Hey! He didn’t get tagged in! That should be a disqualification right there!”
RK: “That just makes things more interesting! Go, Prime, go!”.
Sid Greene tries to get in PMP’s face, but it’s difficult when he’s towering over you by a good margin. Prime pulls Damien to his feet and stuns him with a solid elbow strike and kick to the midsection, before setting a powerbomb to the bigger man. However, it fails as Damien back body drops him. He hauls PMP up and shoots him into the ropes where Bio-Hazard holds down the top one, making PMP tumble clear out of the ring!
JR: “So much for the comeback!”
RK: “NO!”
As Damien pulls Bombshell up by the hair, AutobotJazz whips Ken Hunter to the Final Frontier’s corner again, but Ken hops onto the second tier of the corner post and flies back, taking AJ down with a Diving Clothesline! The momentum of the move sends Ken sprawling towards his own corner, where he makes a tag to Jake; Jake sees AJ rising, and hops up top, launching into a Missile Dropkick that connects with the back of AutobotJazz’ skull, knocking him straight back down again!
JR: “Impressive stuff!”
Damien brings Bombshell down into a sitting position with a Snapmare, then goes off the ropes and comes back with the Iron Knee, flattening the Mad Bomber’s general face region! With PMP still seeing stars on the outside, Walker makes the cover...1...2...3!
TH: “PowerBomb has been eliminated!”
RK: “C-Back’ll be having words with those two tonight...”
AutobotJazz struggles to his feet, only to find himself locked in a front headlock by Jake, who screams something along the lines of “HAIL SATAN!” before going for the Twiztid Cutter – which AutobotJazz reverses via shoving Jake to the ropes. On the return, Jake ducks a clothesline, bounces again, and is caught by AJ for a Sidewalk Slam, but Jake hooks his legs up high and reverses it into a Head Scissors Takedown! AJ springs back up quickly...right into the face of Damien, who slams him down with a powerslam! Damien Stix makes a cover...
JR: “Kickout at two and fifty-seven fifty-eighths! AutobotJazz isn’t done yet!”
Damien roars in disappointment and stands back up...only to catch a standing Hurricanrana from Jake! Walker rolls out of the ring, clutching his masked head, whilst Jake refocuses on AutobotJazz. Jake helps AJ up and sends him to the ropes, but AJ grabs hold of them, forcing Jake to run at him...and AutobotJazz sidesteps quickly whilst giving Jake a little shove as he draws near, sending Jake straight through the ropes in Suicide Dive fashion, colliding with the bigger Stix brother on the outside! And to top things off, AJ takes a run up, then hops onto the top rope and leaps off with a flipping Senton Attack onto his dazed opponents! Needless to say, the crowd loves it.
JR: “Bah gawd, what athleticism!”
RK: “What stupidity!”
JR: “Can’t you appreciate this?”
RK: “They all fell over and hurt themselves. It’s not exactly great strategy.”
After Sid Greene reaches a count of 4, AutobotJazz regains his footing, before picking the big man up and sliding him back into the ring. He goes to do the same for Jake, but gets an elbow strike to the gut for his trouble, before Jake slings him into the ring steps!
RK: “HA! Violence! This I can appreciate!”
Jake slides into the ring again, and connects with a smooth DDT on the rising Damien Stix. While the ref is distracted by counting out AutobotJazz, Ken Hunter sneakily climbs up top and comes off with a Diving Elbow Drop, before returning to his corner. AutobotJazz pulls himself onto the apron just after the count reaches 7, and Jake goes to send him back down again, but AJ connects with a couple of shoulder thrusts to the gut, then performs a Sunset Flip, holding on for a pin! 1...2 and Jake rolls out of it, and strikes back with a Front Dropkick to AJ’s chest.
JR: “Another close one for the former champions…”
RK: “How much longer can this go on?!” >beats head on table<
Jake gets back up, sees Damien doing the same, and takes him back down with a running Wheel Kick. AJ tries to get up, but receives a Shoulder Block for his trouble.
JR: “Jake is like a house on fire right now!”
Jake turns back to Damien...and takes a very hefty punch right on the nose.
RK: “And here comes the fire engine!”
JR: “Clearly, Damien aint as dazed he looked with that mask on.”
Jake reels as AJ stands back up, trades a look with Damien...then the two hop forward and deliver a Double Clothesline right to Jake chin! Jake falls fast enough to break the sound barrier, whilst AJ and Damien also collapse, exhausted.
JR: “What teamwork!”
RK: “They’re not on the same team.”
JR: “But...y’know, if they were...”
RK: “But...y’know, they aren’t...”
JR: “Stop it.”
AutobotJazz and Damien both crawl across the mat whilst Jake lies still...and both make a tag to their partners! In comes SciFiMan and Dante
RK: “Oh great – it’s the freak showdown.”
SciFiMan strikes a dynamic pose. Dante hops on one foot, then tries for a Superkick...no, really...but SciFiMan catches the foot with ease, spins Dante around, and takes him down with a Spinebuster of surprising strength! SciFiMan hops onto the second rope and tries for a Lionsault – but Dante rolls out of the way! SciFi eats canvas, before being pulled up by Dante Stix for the brainbuster!
JR: “What strength – Cover! One, two – kickout! I didn’t think SciFiMan could manage it!”
RK: “I guess it wont affect SFM due to his brain ALREADY damaged from the beginning!”
Jake has woken up, and tries to make a tag with Ken – but Dante pulls him back by the ankle, and executes a double knee-drop on the leg for good measure, leaving Jake to writhe. Bio-Hazard gets back up, and sees SciFiMan resting in the unoccupied corner where PowerBomb used to dwell. Dante takes a run-up – but SciFi steps out and to the side, leaving Dante to run clear into the ring post! He stumbles back out and turns around...and is laid out with the Spiral Vortex! SciFi barely holds on for the pin...1...2...
JR: “3! Another team gone, two more left!”
TH: “The Stix Brothers have been eliminated!”
SciFi staggers back up and over to his corner, making the tag with AutobotJazz...who quickly strides over and puts a boot in Jake’s back before he can reach his fellow Hunter.
JR: “Jake must really be hurting after being isolated for so long.”
RK: “Yeah...he probably couldn’t find a friend in high school, either!”
AJ picks Jake up and locks in for a Standing Suplex...but then drops Jake again, noticing that Sid Greene is being distracted...by The Reaper!
RK: “Oh great...another weirdo.”
JR: “What’s Reaper doing out here?”
RK: “And another one...why does God hate me so?!”
JR: “Wha - ? Oh, I see...”
Whilst Reaper – standing on the apron and waving a baseball bat around – distracts Greene, Casus ‘Crimson’ Crevious approaches the opposite side of the ring, tossing two cans at Ken as he does so. Casus then steps up onto the apron and makes “c’mon then!” gestures at AutobotJazz, who’s left shooting glances between Crevious and Reaper in confusion. SciFiMan then enters the ring, and makes a beeline for Casus, leaping up for the Photon Torpedo...only to be caught on Casus’ shoulders, and sent down with a Powerbomb to the outside! AutobotJazz looks furious, and marches toward Crevious...but gets a tap on the shoulder. He spins around, and Ken Hunter smashes the two Faygo cans on his head!
JR: “Faygo is thicker than water!”
RK: “Not true. They’re both equal in their thin-ness.”
JR: “AutobotJazz is seeing stars! And probably alcohol, too.”
Casus drops off the apron, and so does Reaper, who shrugs in faux-apology to ref Greene. Ken steps back onto the apron and yells something at Jake, who nods and goes up top...and comes off with the Lotus Pod, cutting into AJ’s windpipe! Jake makes a loose cover...1...2...3!
TH: “The Final Frontier has been eliminated! Here are your winners...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!”
JR: “It’s all over! But what the hell is going on with those two teams?”
Ken helps his brother up as the crowd voices their displeasure, and the pair give sardonic salutes to the two halves of the Devil’s Rejects, watching from the ramp with smiles on their faces, as we cut to commercials.
X-WCW Xtreme Championship
Last Man Standing Match
Nightmare vs Sandy "The Young One" Drake
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a last man standing match and it is scheduled for the X-WCW X-treme championship. In order to win this match, you must knock your opponent down for a full 10 count. Whoever is the last man standing…will be the Xtreme title!!! Introducing the challenger…”
*“Go To Sleep” by DMX, Obie Trice and Eminem hits the speakers; boos and cheers are heard from the loyal X-WCW fans. Nightmare then walks through the curtains, a steel chair in his hand as he slowly walks down the ramp-way. The martial artist slides into the ring and raises the chair, then looks to the ramp.*
THII: “From your own living nightmares, standing 5’11 and weighing in at 145 lbs…Nightmaaaaare!!!!”
JR: “This kid is dangerous, point blank.”
RK: “What!? My own son weighs more than him, how can this midget beat anyone?”
JR: “Believe me King, size isn’t everything.”
RK: “I know that JR, everything matters here in the X-WCW, but he just got his first win a couple shows ago.”
*Then a “Young One” chant is heard through out the crowd. The chants are toned down when the champions music, “Top Of The World” by All American Rejects, hits the speakers.*
THII: “And his opponent, from Vancouver, BC, standing 6’2 and weighing in at 219 lbs….the X-WCW X-treme champion…SANDY “THE YOUUUUNG OOOONE” DRAAAAKE!!!”
*SD comes out of the curtains with both hands raised above his head. The X-treme title is around his waist as he sprints down the ramp-way.*
JR: “And here co- BAH GAWD!”
RK: “Holy crap, that maneuver was pure genius.”
*As Sandy Drake ran down the ramp-way and got closer, Nightmare had jumped over the top rope and Drake with a flipping plancha while holding the chair! Both superstars are layed out on the floor as the referee rings the bell. Nightmare is the first to get up as he picks up the chair; he waits for Drake to get up, and then takes the champ back down with a steel chair shot to the head. Nightmare sends two martial arts like heel kicks to Sandy’s face, then quickly jumps on the nearby barricade and hits a asai moonsault on Drake.*
JR: “Wow, it seems that Nightmare opened this match up with an arial assault. He’s got the champion hurt bad.”
*The challenger points to the referee to start the count, but Sandy starts to get up. The champ receives some clubs to the back a couple of times, then a quick spinning neck breaker on the floor. The champ looks out of it as the challenger helps him to his feet. He slams Drakes face into the barricade a couple of times, and then throws him into the ring apron. “The Young One’s” back hits the apron and as he staggers off, he is taken down by a dropsault from Nightmare.*
*Nightmare wastes no time and Judo flips his opponent from the floor. He hops onto the ring apron once again and waits for Sandy Drake to stand. The referee begins his count and when he gets to 3, Drake starts to get on his feet. Sandy stands up on both feet, but Nightmare jumps off of the apron for a flying crossbody. To Nightmares dismay, the tide turns in the champs favor as he musters all of his strength to hit the challenger with a drop kick while Nightmare is in mid air!*
JR: “An excellent reversal by the champ. He waited for Nightmare to get cocky with an arial assault once again and he took him down.”
RK: “Bah, it ain’t like he meant to do that. Sandy hasn’t even gone through puberty yet, how do you expect him to think ahead?”
JR: “…”
*As Nightmare smarts from his pain, Drake gets on both feet and begins to catch his breath. The referee starts to count Nightmare out as he rolls around in pain. Drake lets this happen and hopes the match will end early, Nightmare gets up early though after the number 4 is heard. Sandy rushes his opponent and sends a kitchen sink knee to the stomach, which causes him to flip over the knee. Drake helps his opponent to his feet and uses a quick hurracarrana that takes his challenger back down.*
*TYO quickly goes under the ring and starts pulling weapons out. He finds a Sandman Singapore Cane, and smiles as he looks at Nightmare getting up. As soon as Nightmare stands on both feet, he is bashed in the ribs with the cane twice, then uppercut in the mouth and finally taken down with a horizontal swing to the face. Nightmare drops like a sack of potatoes and the champion raises his hand in victory. He seems to have regained his figure as he lets the referee count.*
*By the time the referee gets to 4, Nightmare is on his feet again. Sandy meets Nightmare with a punch to the jaw. After 3 more, Nightmare hits a thumb to the eye, then a chop. He follows up with two more chops and then sends a boot to the stomach. Nightmare finishes up with a bulldog. With TYO down, NM picks up his opponent and rolls him into the ring, then climbs onto the apron and launches off the top rope with a springboard leg drop!*
JR: “Strangely, this is the first time during the match these two have entered the ring.”
RK: “Loving the action though. Maybe both of these losers won’t be able to answer the 10 count and they won’t ever wrestle here again.”
*Nightmare helps up Sandy Drake and sends him towards the ropes. On the rebound, he attempts an elbow smash, but Drake ducks. Drake comes back and spears his opponent into the canvas. TYO continues the assault with a barrage of punches to the forehead. Nightmare screams in agony after TYO lets go and climbs out of the ring. He searches for more weapons and pulls out a cookie sheet, trash can lid, 2 steel chairs, barbed wire, and a hanger. He throws them into the ring and slowly climbs into the ring.*
*This gives Nightmare enough time to get on his feet and hit a Chris Jericho style drop kick from the nearest turnbuckle and knocks Drake out of the ring. The referee begins counting and Nightmare starts sorting through some of the weapons. He throws a chair out of the ring that unfortunately hits Drake as he is lying on the floor. The X-WCW referee restarts the count thanks to the attack, but it doesn’t stop Nightmare from pulling out some weapons. He grabs the barbed wire and slides out of the ring.*
*He helps his opponent up and attempts to put the barbed wire on his face. Sandy Drake grabs his arms and tries to keep the wire from touching his face, but he begins to fade. At the last second, he rolls backwards and flips Nightmare on his back. Drake quickly charges and sends a running dropkick onto the top of his head. He than attempts a pinfall.*
RK: “Look at this idiot, he went for a in a last man standing match.”
JR: “He is so use to pinning he forgot, it’s a simple mistake King. Sometimes it happens.”
*As the champ looks at the referee and remembers its no pinfalls, Nightmare acts fast and sticks the barbed wire on Sandy Drake’s forehead. He then spins around while on his back and drop-to-holds Drake onto the floor. Sandy screams in pain as Nightmare gets up and picks up the chair he threw at his opponent.*
*Nightmare sets it up outside as the referee continues the count; he is at 5 and still going. Nightmare raises his hands in victory, but drops them as Drake gets up at 8. The challenger sends a couple of chops to Drake’s throat, blood pouring from the champ as the challenger rolls him into the ring. Nightmare slides into the ring and helps the X-treme champion up, and then attempts a Northern lights suplex. Drake reverses it into a DDT onto the cookie sheet!*
JR: “BAH GAWD WHAT A VICIOUS DDT!!”
RK: “Whoa you said it!!”
*The referee starts to count out both exhausted superstars. When he gets to 9, both superstars get on their feet. Drake grabs the cookie sheet and whacks Nightmare on the head with it so hard that it bends. Nightmare spaghetti legs his way towards the corner and just slumps into it. Drake staggers towards his opponent and stomps a mudhole into him. He then picks him up and puts him on the top turnbuckle. Drake backs up and jumps onto the top turnbuckle for a hurracarana, but Nightmare uses all of his willpower and strength to hold on. He then powerbombs him from the turnbuckle and onto the chair outside the ring! Drake’s neck hits the back of the top of the chair and breaks it.*
*Poor Nightmare just stay’s sitting on the turnbuckle as the referee counts the downed Xtreme champ. Sandy Drake twitches as the referee continues to count, Nightmare sits on the turnbuckle praying that Drake doesn’t give up. His prayers are answered as the referee reaches 10, the bell rings and “Go To Sleep” hits the speakers for the second time of this match.*
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and new X-WCW Xtreme champion…NIIIIGHTMAAARE!!!”
*The referee gets the belt and hands it to a sitting Nightmare. Nightmare jumps off the turnbuckle and holds up his first X-WCW piece of gold. He climbs out of the ring and walks up the ramp-way towards the back as EMT’s go to assist Sandy “The Young One” Drake.*
JR: “Well folks, we have a new Xtreme champion, that match was brutal.”
RK: “Damn right JR, I just can’t believe that midget won the title.”
JR: “A lot of things can happen in the X-WCW. If you thought that was all folks, more action is on your way. Don’t go anywhere!”
Tony Bonito vs De’Si Nidea
“Fury of the Storm” hits the arena speakers, and Tony Bonito makes his way onto the stage, receiving his usual heel response.
THII: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first: from Boston, Massachusetts – TONY BONITO!”
The booing continues as Bonito makes his way to the ring and enters it. After a few moments, the theme from Star Wars hits, and the fans burst into laughter as the eternally geeky De’Si Nidea makes his stage appearance.
THII: “And his opponent: according to our information, he comes from Commenor, a colony of the Core Worlds – the man they call DE’SI NIDEA!”
A “That’s Our Geek!” chant breaks out as Nidea makes his way to the ring. Upon his entrance, the bell rings to commence the match-up.
Both men hook up in the middle, but Bonito’s greater size and strength wins him the tie up, as Bonito picks up Nidea and drops him into a body slam. Bonito then grabs the left arm of the fallen Nidea and locks him in a cross arm breaker!
JR: “Bah Gawd! Bonito wants to get this over with quickly!”
RK: “Just tap out, you pathetic little Jedi wannabe! You’re going to get us into Wrestlecrap if you win!”
After 20 seconds, Nidea still refuses to tap out, and then he musters up the strength to roll over backwards and get his feet to the front ropes, causing Bonito to release the hold.
A furious Bonito screams “Whose ass did you kiss to get into this business, little runt?” as he gets up and ties up with Nidea again. After two seconds in the grapple, Bonito knees Nidea in the gut, positioning the smaller man for a double underhook suplex and executing that very move! Bonito then goes for the first pinfall of the encounter.
RK: “1…. 2…. NO!”
JR: “I guess The Force is with De’Si Nidea tonight! He won’t be going down that easily!”
With a call of “More ass than class!”, Bonito gets up, allowing Nidea to rise. Once Nidea is finally up, Bonito attempts to whip Nidea to the back ropes, but Nidea reverses the move. This sends Bonito to the back ropes himself, and on the rebound, Bonito tries a running clothesline, but Nidea ducks it.
And once Bonito hits the front ropes, Nidea – believing that Bonito will run toward him again – goes for a cross body block, but since Bonito holds onto the top front rope, Nidea’s move misses its mark completely.
With Nidea having fallen flat on his face in the ring, Bonito picks him up off the mat, launching into a Nito Plex!
RK: “WOW! I think that Nito Plex measured on the Richter Scale!”
JR: “De’Si Nidea is being completely dominated in this one!”
RK: “Let’s face it, though: Tony Bonito’s only ever one ankle lock away from beating just about anybody who faces him!”
JR: “He’s not going for a pinfall, so I think there’s one ankle lock on the menu right now!”
Sure enough, and with a shout of “This is just too easy!”, Bonito turns the aching Nidea onto his stomach and locks Nidea’s right ankle in that most painful of holds. After nearly 20 seconds, Nidea taps out, and the bell rings to end proceedings!
THII: “Here’s your winner – TONY BONITO!”
The fans boo Bonito heavily as he badmouths the audience under his breath.
RK: “What a great lesson in wrestling that was for De’Si Nidea, JR!”
JR: “Great lesson, King? That was an exercise in pure bullying, if you ask me!”
RK: “Who’s asking you, party pooper? I think that was Tony Bonito’s fastest win ever!”
JR: “You may be right about that! We’ll have to get our statisticians to look into that!”
RK: “And I don’t get how these fans could get behind an overzealous, mentally retarded Star Wars fan anyway! Get a freaking life, morons, and that goes DOUBLE for you, De’Si Nidea!”
JR: “That’s low, even for you! We’ll be back with more after these messages!”
Warzone goes to a commercial break.
We go back from the commercial break and..
I AM IT!
The pyros explode and “Tear Away” hits the speakers. R.E. Rage comes out to the ringside area and the fans start to boo loudly for the recent X-WCW returnee.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW WARZONE! Right now, R.E. Rage is making his way down to ringside.”
RK: “The best wrestler in the business is here, JR!”
JR: “Yeah, right, King.”
Rage stops infront of the ring and turns to the stage where the pyros shoot up on stage yet again. Once the explosion is cleared up, he turns around and slides into the ring. Rage gets the mic and speaks.
Rage: “Last Nitro, I made my glorious return to the X-WCW. As I said on Nitro, I came back to the X-WCW to prove to you all that I am the best wrestler here today! You see, during my time out of the X-WCW, I saw the talent pool dwindle down to just a handful of wrestlers who could actually wrestle inside the ring. By that, no, I do not mean that either GME or our current champ Ignavus is one of those handful or wrestlers who I consider having talent in this ring. Infact, that’s the other reason why I’m here again the X-WCW. You people lack a wrestler who could DO IT ALL! I can do it all, you know why, cause I can make you cheer for me and boo for me.”
Rage raises his arm in the air, which draws a large amount of heel heat.
RK: “He has these people eating outta his hand, JR.”
JR: “As much as I hate to admit it King, R.E. Rage is one of the best people on the mic.”
Rage pulls down his arm and speaks yet again while the fans start a “ricky sucks” chant.
Rage: “So you people think I SUCK? Well lemme tell you all what…RA SUCKS MORE!!!”
The chants fade and soon a little round of cheers can be heard from the crowd while Rage smirks.
Rage: “Oh, well I guess you people DO like that idiot huh? Well no wonder, were here in LA, the land of the losers. Hey, since when did you people get your last championship ring? Oh, I remember, 5 years ago and then nothing else happened for this city! Pff..and now you guys want to claim the LORD OF THE MILFs your own hero…talk about a city .”
The fans start to boo as one at Rage and Rage nods to them.
Rage: “Now admit one thing, people, I just let you all love me and hate me. See, that’s what the X-WCW needs, someone who can control YOU all. I can do that any damn night I want and there is no one who could stop me!”
He walks around the ring before he continues the promo.
Rage: “Now another reason I came back here in the X-WCW is to address one problem. Now I know people like GME or the Final Frontier have been force feeding you people such repeated lines like the nTo are evil and all, but I’m here to agree with their little sentiments. Christopher Back, you and the nTo ARE the damn cancer here in the X-WCW. If you have realized it yet, its your group that has been around the X-WCW for a long time and it never helped out the federation when it came to ratings. When you look at your nTo team, the only one people could give a damn is just you and that dumbass drunk D-Extreme. The rest, are just a handful of losers with no direction that’s why they hide behind uncle Chris’s back in hopes to get some political power and get their favorite X-WCW titles. Well that’s all gonna change Mr. Back. If you notice, you big friend is already outta the equation and there is NO ONE in your group who can stand infront of you as your right hand man no more. People like me, will soon go infront of your face and beat the livin hell outta you. People like me, Chris, are the doctors who will put you and your group into chemotherapy and watch you all melt in radiation from the X-WCW!”
Rage laughs for a bit before he continues.
Rage: “So Back, you better just sit down on your rotten ass chair and wait until we…”
“Immortal” hits the speakers and CB comes out with a mic on his hand.
CB: “And what, Rage? You know, you better just shut your mouth right now inside that ring or something would happen. Cause if you wont shut up right now, I will take care of you later!”
Rage smirks inside the ring and fakes a scared gasp before he mouths off into the mic.
Rage: “OH! LATER?! Why, Mr. Back, how about putting your money where your mouth is and just get into the ring right now. I DARE YOU…to face me here right now.”
The fans cheer as CB adjusts his tie and is about to hit the ringside. However, the cheers turn into silence and a big “AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWW….DAMN!” as “Real America” hits and RA enters the ringside area. RA stops CB mid-ramp and we see R.E. Rage pulling himself back into the ring as he was about to get outside and greet CB as well. RA grabs the mic from CB and starts to shout.
RA: “CHRIS BACK! I WANT RAGE! I WANT TO BEAT HIS ASS RIGHT NO!!!WWW!!! ARARRHGGHG!!!”
CB looks at RA oddly and seemed to have caught breath of what RA might have drank before he made his way into the ringside area. He gets the mic from him and looks at him in a disgusted look.
CB: “Er…I…do not know if your in the right condition right now. We got this policy that wrestlers aside from D-Extreme, CANNOT get drunk before their matches. Just go back to the locker room and..”
RA smiles at CB and slaps him hard on the back before he laughs.
RA: “REALLY! HEHE! I KNEW YOU’D SEE IT MY WAY!”
He points inside the ring and shouts.
RA: “RAGE! GET READY TO GET YOUR ASS SERVERD!!!! YEAH!”
He runs down the ramp and makes his way into the ring before CB just shakes his head and just mutters out something.
CB: “Fine, RA vs Rage…right now..”
With that said, CB just walks back into the backstage area after confirming the matchup.
Real American vs R.E. Rage
RA slides into the ring and poses for the fans, who do nothing but just stare. Rage shakes his head in shame before he stares down RA. The 2 lock up and Rage throws RA onto the ground. RA gets up and is thrown down just as quickly.
RK: “Rage hasn’t even broken a sweat yet.”
Rage grabs RA and throws him off the ropes, connecting with a thunderous clothesline on the return that flips RA onto his head. Rage goes for a cover, but picks RA up after a one count.
JR: “Rage should have ended that right then and there, but wants to dish out more pain.”
Rage picks up RA and levels him with the Revolver Shot. He contemplates covering the lad, but reconsiders and picks him up again.
JR: “Why must he continue to do this?”
RK: “He’s making a point. He’s back and he’s dangerous.”
Rage picks up RA and connects with the Evolutionator. He covers RA.
1…
2…
3.
JR: “Mercifully it’s over.”
TH: “Here is your winner, R.E. Rage!”
Rage exits the ring and lifts his arms in celebration as he heads toward the locker room.
RK: “Well, from the start, I think CB saw this one coming huh?”
JR: “I guess he doesn’t have that ill feeling towards R.E. Rage as much as we think he does, King. Either that or he hates RA more than Rage. Well folks we will have more to come after these words from out sponsors.”
X-WCW United States Championship
Karl Baller vs TGO
Terri Hotbody steps into the ring and holds a mic up to her lips as the crowd quietens In anticipation of the next match*
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls the following contest is for the X-WCW US Heavyweight Title and is set for one fall….So without further delay, introducing the challenger…..”
~Bullets~ by Creed blasts from the speakers and The Great One steps out on to the ramp to a big reception from the capacity crowd…..After a few seconds of taking in the atmosphere TGO slowly makes his way down to the ring before posing and mouthing the words “The Greatest” *
THII: “Hailing from Greenland, standing at 6’2” tall and weighing in at 245lbs of pure power, I give you THHHE GREEEEAAAAAT ONNNEEE!!!!!”
The crowd starts a TGO chant that echo’s throughout the arena before slowly rumbling away as THII raises the mic once more*
THII:”Next, introducing his opponent…”
~Ima Hustla~ by Cassidy bounces from the speakers and a cool, calm Karl Baller struts out onto the entrance ramp bouncing to the beat, as he makes his way down he hits a few high fives with the excited fans then slides under the ropes and climbs up atop a turnbuckle holding the US title belt aloft all the time a huge “BALLER” chant reverberates through the arena*
THII:” Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania…Standing at 5’10” tall and weighing in at a lean, mean 223lbs I give you KARL BALLER!!!!!!”
JR: “Well King this should be a battle to remember as these two men are current tag partners and know each other upside down and inside out.”
As the ref moves back to the center of the ring the bell is rang and the two wrestles begin to circle, weighing one and other up for a chance to strike*
RK: “See JR they know each other so well they don’t know what to do…This aint chess god dammit get your butts movin.”
JR: “Patient as always I see Randal. “
Finally the two men engage each other, KB swiftly taking the advantage by planting a knee to the mid section of The Great One before bouncing him off the ropes and hitting the challenger with a solid clothes line*
JR: You see strategy pay off.
RK: HA!....Just not for TGO you mean.
Surprisingly TGO gets to his feet without too much trouble and just manages to avoid a second clothes line from Baller as the champ rebounds off the ropes…….TGO then sets himself and hits a crushing big boot into the face of the returning KB*
RK: “Well I bet that was not in the grand strategy.”
Baller gingerly gets onto all fours and shakes his head, slightly disorientated from the impact but TGO is quickly over dragging him to his feet and hitting KB with a series of thunderous German suplexes the crowd counting in turn with each impact “1…..2…..3…..4……5” TGO finally releases KB and the champ once again slumps onto all fours winded from the numerous impacts with the canvas…This time however TGO takes a moment to play to the crowd and turns from KB to start up another TGO chant
JR: “A very nice burst of power there from The Great One but as always it doesn’t take long for the ego to take over…. and look KB is getting to his feet”
TGO still orchestrating the crowd does not notice KB who by now is fully upright and beginning to charge straight for him*
RK: “OH OOOOOH”
TGO finally turns around but it’s too late to evade a massive spear tackle as KB launches himself at his former tag partner*
JR: “CRUNCH!!!!!!......now that’s what I call an impact.”
As a result of the tackle KB lands on top of TGO and begins to hit him with a series of punishing right hands, again the crowd counts out the resulting blows 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9….KB looks up and points to the crowd before hitting a final shot 10!!!!
JR: “So far this has been sweet and simple King but bah god both KB and TGO are hitting those moves harder than I’ve seen for a long time.”
RK: “Told ya JR, when both men see gold, they don’t see their friendship no more.”
KB grabs the ropes and pulls himself up from the shell shocked TGO before raising him to his feet and maneuvering him into the center of the ring…….Out of nowhere TGO throws a big right hand that KB blocks and counters with a knee to the mid section swiftly followed by a sweetly executed inverted DDT*
JR: “OUCH!!!.....TGO was looking to bounce back there King but KB was ready and waiting for that slightly desperate attack.”
RK: ”Yep but instead of bouncing back he ended up bouncing off the X_WCW logo slap bang in the middle of the canvas”
JR: “Yep, funnily enough that’s something I’ve always wanted to see happen to you King.”
TGO writhes on the floor clutching the back of his head and KB hops back to his feet looking almost fresh once more……After a few seconds of strutting around the ring KB turns back to TGO who is on all fours still holding the back of his head…KB walks over and again pulls TGO to his feet before hitting him with several vicious chops to the chest pushing him back toward the turnbuckle
JR: “Looks like KB’s lining up for something big here.”
KB throws one last chop then lifts the tired TGO onto the top turnbuckle steps up on to the first then second rope…*
RK:” IT’S CHAOS FROM HEAVEN, CHAOS FROM HEAVEN!!!”
As KB goes to stand on the final rope, TGO as if seemingly snapping out of a trance once again throws a big right hand that lands flush on the chin of KB making him lose his footing and fall nuts first on to the top rope*
RK: “Well don’t expect KB to be making any babies any time soon after that nasty fall……His career as a choir singer could take off though.”
JR: “Will stick to the wrestling please.”
As KB sits in pain on the ropes TGO slowly drags his opponent toward him hooking his leg back over the ropes and positioning him in front of himself….this time it’s KB that tries to throw the big bomb but in a role reversal TGO blocks, hits a head butt then somehow manages to pull KB upward for the Greater End
RK: Oh my god, he can’t be where the hell has this come from KB’s supposed to win.
TGO finally gets into position and as the crowd roars both wrestlers on he delivers the greater end from the top rope, crunching the head of KB straight into the mat
JR: “MASSIVE IMPACT!!!!........TGO HITS THE GREATER END AND FOR KB IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S JUST THAT!!!!”
RK: “What greater??”
JR: “No the end you idiot.”
Both wrestlers lie motionless in the ring the referee standing over them both ready to begin a double count
JR: “AMAZING LOOK TGO IS GETTING TO HIS KNEES……WAIT, AND SO IS BALLER WHAT DO THESE MEN HAVE TO DO TO GET EACH OTHER TO STAY THE HELL DOWN???”
RK: “Maybe they should ask IGZ he’s seems to be a master of putting people out cold, including himself!!”
The ref backs away as both men struggle to their feet TGO slightly ahead of Baller who seems the slightly groggier of the two…..however it’s Baller who makes the first move running at TGO who whips him into the ropes but is then hit by a huge flying clothesline on the return just as he is about to throw out the a big boot
JR: “BAH GOD!!!....this has got to be it for god sake nobodies even tried for a pin yet, surely KB has got to finish this now.”
TGO is seemingly out cold on the canvas and KB is struggling to get up…KB puts his hand on TGO’s chest and the ref moves in for the count but strangely KB pushes him away and gets to his feet*
JR: “What the hell is this guy doing all he has to do is pin him and it’s all over, title retained roll on KB.”
RK: “It’s called a big finish JR, KB’s a showman for crying out loud.”
Sure enough KB stumbles to the turnbuckle and hauls himself to the top rope where he then stands and raises his hands in the air as the crowd roars their approval before throwing himself off and hitting TGO with the high flying Number One Single
JR: “That’s it this mach is OVER king…..KB got up from a tombstone off the top rope and finished this mach off in style with a NOS and as far as the US title go’s that’s exactly what he is!!”
RK: “Single??”
JR: “I really do hate you King.”
This time KB crawls over toward TGO, rolls him onto his back again and lifts his leg for the pin, at the same time the ref slides in checking first with KB and starts the count*
RK: “1,2,3……..KARL BALLER WINS THE US TITLE and with the only pin attempt of the match…AMAZING!!!.”
A ring official slides the US belt into the ring and the Referee places it onto the shoulder of the exhausted KB who is just getting to his feet….KB then thrusts the belt into the air just as “Ima Hustla” hits the speakers once more in unison with a final “BALLER” chant from the buzzing crowd…..However after soaking up the glory for a few moments KB looks over to TGO and proceeds in helping the disorientated wrestler to his feet , shaking his hand and having a few private words with his defeated opponent…TGO then raises the hand of KB once more and the crowd shows their appreciation for the two exhausted superstars.
JR: “Well king that’s a fitting ending to a what was a hard but fair contest, something we could do with seeing more of in the X-WCW.”
RK: “What?? We see hard but fair every time our glorious C.E.O Chris back and the nTo enter the ring.”
JR: “Yeah, and Ignavus is a spritely, well groomed pillar of the community…..you really should work on removing your head from a certain person ass crack you know…….But anyway it’s another W on the record for KB and we have more heart stopping wrestling action still to come so stay tuned for more X-WCW WARZONE!!!”
Backstage
We go backstage with CR and he has with him the X-WCW UW Champ, Ignavus.
CR: "We are here backstage with the X-WCW champion, Ignavus! Igz, today marks the X-WCW's first show of the year 2007. So before anything else, Igz, what is YOUR new years resolution?"
Igz: "To not make a resolution... first you have to think about them, then do them, then... other stuff. Wait... making a resolution to not make a resolution is a resolution! I've already failed. Son of a bitch, I always suck at this."
CR: "Tonight, on Warzone, this show has its fair share with contraversy. Earlier tonight, Tony Bonito claimed that it was CB who helped fired him at 2NLW by forging his health file. Igz, in regards to that thing with CB and TB, any idea who really screwed who? And by screw..I do not mean the three letter words that starts with an 's' ok?"
Igz: "Hmm..well, our doctor over at 2NLW isn't exactly competent. He kinda reminds me of someone out of a cartoon I saw once... so honestly, I have no idea. And I don't really care, that guy was kinda a jerk, anyway."
CR: "Onto pressing matters now. Tonight, you will face off against Grandmaster E in defense of your title belt. However, I gotta ask you this...WHY DID YOU FELL ALSEEP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING?"
Igz: "I only got 20 hours of sleep that night! That's practically an all nighter for me! But don't worry - I won't fall asleep again tonight for sure! I'm gonna drink all this!"
Igz picks up a cup of coffee, then chugs it. His eyes start to water.
Igz: "OH GOD IT BURNS!!!!!"
He falls down, out of sight of the camera. We then see CR looking at the fallen champ before he yells to the people outside.
CR: “HEY! WE NEED SOME HELP HERE!”
He looks back at the camera
CR: “Well, lets go back to ringside!”
X-WCW World Championship
Grandmaster E vs Igz (c)
We go to ringside and we see THII in the middle of the ring with her mic.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall and its is for the X-WCW Ultimate World Championship!”
JR: “We are back here at the staples center for our main event! It’s the X-WCW UW title match between Ignavus and Grandmaster E!”
RK: “It’s the top two wrestlers of the X-WCW today, JR! I cant wait to see these two square it off in the ring.”
“King of my castle” hits the speakers and Grandmaster E comes out to the ringside area. The fans give him a big ovation and rains down the cheers as he makes his way down the ramp. While he makes his entrance, the arena lights start to strobe and flash around.
THII: “Introducing first, from Australia. He weighs in at 224 lbs…the challenger…GRANDMASTER E!!!”
JR: “Here he comes, King! Grandmaster E, a former X-WCW UW Champion, will challenge Ignavus tonight for the gold.”
RK: “I think he got a lucky break last Nitro when he pinned an already softened up Otacon to get to this challenge.”
JR: “Even though he is a fan favorite, King, you couldn’t blame him for seeing his opening to get the match.”
RK: “The only thing I cant blame him is leaving the company after GZ4. That way, we don’t get to see him on his high horse and kissing these people’s asses after 12-20 months more here in the X-WCW!”
GME enters the ring and heads to the nearby corner. Once he reaches the top, he poses for the fans and they continue to cheer at the challenger. His music gets cut as he jumps off the corner and “Clint Eastwood” blares through the speakers. Ignavus comes out to the ringside area looking a bit too hyper for his own good. He has the X-WCW UW title on his waist and he starts to jump up and down the stage like a kid who was overfed by sugar recently, but the fans forgive him and give a HUGE round of cheers for the current champ.
THII: “And his opponent, from Simsburt CT. He is the current X-WCW Ultimate World Champion…IGNAVUS!!!”
As soon as he hears his name, the hyperactive champ runs down the ramp and quickly slides into the ring. However, the long slide makes him skid all the way to the end of the other ring and he collides head on with the nearby camera lens.
RK: “OUCH!”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet and staggers back as he holds his forehead for a while. He shakes it off a couple of times and shouts “IM OKAY!” to the fans with a big thumbs up. The fans start to cheer louder yet again to the champ while he climbs up the top. He poses for the fans and taps his belt rapidly before he does an amazing back flip back onto the mat. Once he was back in the mat, the referee approaches him and tries to grab the belt, however Ignavus slaps him repeatedly on the hands at every attempt. Finally, after a few attempts, the referee points up the ceiling for the champ to look up and he follows the ref. While he was busy, the referee sneaks in and snatches the title out of his waist. The ref raises the belt in the air before he heands it to the ringside staff member.
RK: “We FINALLY got the damn title off the hyperactive champ.”
JR: “It seemed like Ignavus gulped too much coffee earlier in his interview with Cole Ryan now did he?”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Ignavus extends his hand to the challenger, GME, and he agrees. Both men shake hands, but before GME could let go, Igz continues to shake it violently. GME tells him to stop already, but it doesn’t stop the champ from doing his impersonation of Mr. Shakehands Man from Banzai. After a few seconds, GME cant take it anymore and just clotheslines Ignavus off to next Tuesday. Ignavus slowly gets to his feet, but still shows some signs of being hyper. GME charges at him, but he gets tripped way fast with a drop toe hold by the champ. Ignavus goes over GME pretty quickly and applies a grounded side headlock.
JR: “Grandmaster E slowly gets to his feet and starts to hammer away on the mid-section of the champ with some elbow shots.”
RK: “Its time for Iganvus to let go if he knows what’s good for him.”
GME gets out of the headlock and shoves Igz into the ropes. On his way back, GME catches him with a back body drop, but Ignavus does a flip mid-air and lands on his feet. He bounces off the other end and does a fake baseball slide before he delivers a handspring back elbow to the back of GME’s neck. While GME is still up, we see Ignavus starting to jump around the mat, implying that he is still hooked on the brew he just drank moments before the match.
RK: “WOW! I’d never seen that from Igz inside a wrestling ring! I guess it pays off for him to be this hyper huh, JR?”
JR: “Indeed so, I..guess?”
GME gets to a vertical base and the champ scouts him. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and goes for a crossbody block, but GME catches him. With Ignavus on his clutches, he puts him up his shoulders before he takes him down with a samoan drop.
JR: “What a quick comeback there by GME! He takes down the champ with a samoan drop!”
GME goes for the pin, but Ignavus gets a shoulder up even before the ref would slap the mat. Both men scramble up to a vertical base and Ignavus surprises GME with a couple of fast right hands to the face. Ignavus delivers a hard knee to the gut of GME before he goes for a vertical suplex. Ignavus has GME up, but somehow, GME uses his weight to put himself down again and reverses the move into a snap suplex. He waits for Ignavus to get up before he takes him down this time with a hip toss. Once Ignavus is back up, GME attempts another hiptoss, but its blocked by the champ. Ignavus kicks GME before he backflips behind GME and takes him down with a back suplex.
JR: “A kick flip into a back suplex combo by the champ! WOW! I haven’t seen this much action since well…last PPV! And to think, people say Ignavus won that title match with Otacon via fluke.”
RK: “Well, he wasn’t on coffee before the match, so its still a good argument.”
Ignavus picks up the challenger and starts to deliver some quick kicks to the mid-section before he backs him into the corner. Once there, Ignavus starts to deliver some quick shoulder charges to the mid-section as well. Ignavus makes a dash onto the opposite corner before he runs back to the corner were GME is and do a splash. However, its too late as GME avoids the collision and leaves Ignavus hit head first onto the top turnbuckle. Ignavus turns around and lets out a ‘woo!’ just like Flair before he flops face first onto the mat. GME shakes his head and is albeit confused on Ignavus’ current hyper tendency inside the ring before he picks up the champ. He delivers some hard chops to the chest of Ignavus before he lines him up for a powerslam. He connects with the powerslam and Ignavus is down on the mat.
JR: “Grandmaster E takes down Ignavus there with a hard powerslam onto the mat!”
RK: “And now, it seems like the challenger is playing the waiting game on Igz.”
Grandmaster E waits for Ignavus to get to his feet before he delivers some hard hitting shots to the body of his opponent. He goes for a punch to the head, but Iganvus blocks it and kicks him on the gut. Ignavus goes for another kick but Grandmaster E blocks it. He spins the leg around, but it’s a terrible decision on the part of the challenger as Ignavus delivers a hard spin kick on the back of GME’s head on his way back. With GME down for a while, Ignavus makes a bounce off the ropes and delivers a spinning elbow drop on his opponent.
JR: “I have seen him do those two moves during his early days here in the X-WCW, king. Surprising to see him do that again.”
RK: “Hey, unlike some champ in another federation, Ignavus’ move can exceed 5 moves.”
Ignavus picks up GME and goes behind him for a german suplex. However, the challenger blocks the suplex attempt and delivers a couple of elbow shots to the side of Igz’s head. GME does a standing switch and goes for a german suplex as well. But, just like what he did, Ignavus blocks the attempt of GME. Ignavus uses his head to ram the face of GME for the challenger to let go, and it works. While GME is busy holding his face in pain, Ignavus turns around and goes for a clothesline. Grandmaster E, just in time, takes off his hand and spots Ignavus going for him. He ducks down and grabs Ignavus for the overhead belly to back suplex. Ignavus manages to land on his feet and sneak behind GME for a sleeper hold. GME quickly reverses the move as he grabs one of Ignavus’ arm and goes behind him for an arm wrench. Ignavus runs towards the nearby corner while he has his arm locked and springs up the ropes before he somehow manages to do a turn-around and plant GME down the mat with DDT.
JR: “BAH GAWD! The champ just defied the law of physics with that move!”
RK: “Really? I thought he just ripped off Rey Mysterio with that move if you asked me.”
The fans chant “IG-NA-VUS!” while both men are down. Slowly, Ignavus gets to his feet and waits for GME to get to his feet. He greets GME with a couple of forearm smashes to the head before he backs him into the ropes. From there, he shoots him into the other side. GME bounces off the ropes and takes down the champ with a shoulder block. GME waits for Ignavus to get up before he delivers a running forearm smash to take down the champ. Ignavus slowly gets to his feet as we see GME’s arms flailing into the air like he is about to lock the champ into something.
JR: “GME’s is motioning that he will go do a submission move here..”
RK: “Which would likely be a sleeper but you are trying to hype up such an overused move…”
JR: “And he locks a COBRA CLUTCH ON IGNAVUS!”
RK: “Oh…that was kinda surprising, I gotta admit that.”
The fans still cheer on for both men as GME has locked in a sleeper hold variation that is the kryptonite to Ignavus’ wrestling career. Ignavus tries to struggle out of the hold by moving around the ring, but it just worsens the predicament as the champ is using a lot of effort into getting out of the hold. Soon enough, Ignavus goes down to his knees while GME continues to put pressure on the Cobra Clutch move that he has on Ignavus. However, GME looks at the outside of the ring and lets go of Ignavus and heads nearby the ropes. The camera pans over to the stage and we see Otacon making his way down the ramp.
JR: “GME was ABOUT to get the victory, but he let go and got distracted by Otacon.”
RK: “And it seems to be these two guys are going at it with a shouting match.”
Both men start to verbally mouth off one another, until the referee reminds GME that he is in a match and he should get back to it. GME shrugs Otacon off while the Con Man makes his way into the announce booth with JR and King. Inside the ring, we see GME going back towards the fallen Ignavus and picking him up.
RK: “Well it seems like we got a guest right now, JR, so bring out the extra headset!”
JR: “While I’m at it, we gotta take a break folks.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
***Commercial Break***
We see a number of X-WCW wrestlers in action with different clips being shown in the screen. After a few seconds, the footage explodes and we get the X-WCW logo.
VO: “Its been five shows already, and its been HOT!”
We see a clip of Seith Helloct fight Christopher Back in the hellfire match before we get more voice overs.
VO: “The X-WCW will continue its house show wars with…COLD VENGANCE!”
**********************
We go back from the break and we see GME locking on a sleeper hold on the champ while he slowly gets up.
JR: “Welcome back to Warzone, right now we got a special guest commentator here at ringside, Otacon.”
Con Man: “You damn right I’m special! I’m the most revered man here in the X-WCW, that is until that stupid slacker by the name of Ignavus got lucky and pinned me for MY X-WCW UW title. That poofter known as GME, is also as lucky as him, seeing that he took advantage of me and Ignavus while we were both asleep inside the ring.”
JR: “I cant say that he did become opportunistic in that triple threa…”
Con Man: “HELL NO! He wasn’t opportunistic, he was a predator. I guess that’s what he does every night, stalk a man who goes to sleep and PIN him down his bed! He makes me sick, well..BOTH of them make me sick!”
We go back into the ring and we see the champ starts to shake his arms around like he is about to build his momentum. He starts to deliver some elbows to the mid-section before he tries to make a run out of the hold. However, GME still has grasp of Ignavus and takes him down hard on the mat. Ignavus clutches the back of his head while he is down and GME delivers a leg drop right on the throat of the champ.
JR: “Ignavus tried to gain momentum there, but the challenger got a hold of him and slammed him right down the mat.”
RK: “That was brutal! Hey otacon, why you here again?”
Con Man: “Since Chris Back felt it was of my ‘best interest’ NOT to have a match, why not just go watch the main event up close and personal? I mean, I’d have a better time watching it here with both of these losers trying to beat each other up live rather than a stupid feed from the TV on the arena’s backstage area. I tell ya, its crowded backstage. They aint as smart as I am to just go here and watch it for themselves.”
Grandmaster E picks up Ignavus and delivers some hard clubs to the back of the champion’s head. He pulls him between his legs and sets him up for a powerbomb.
JR: “Here it is! GME is about to put Ignavus in one of his ‘murder moves’!!!”
Con Man: “Murder wha…what is he really? A second rate techno DJ or a second rate gangsta now? Or no..a second rate emo poof?”
RK: “Emo poof? What the HELL is that?”
Con Man: “Ask him later after this match, you’d be surprised to know…or not.”
GME hauls Igz up for the powerbomb, but Ignavus counters it with a hurracanrana. GME gets up after a while and charges at Ignavus, only to get hit by a hard knee lift to the chin.
RK: “Well, now Igz just ripped off another forme champ by the name of Triple H. Nice goin Igz, whats next, doin the FU?!”
Con Man: “I aint surprise if that damn slacker would do such a thing. It don’t matter if he imitated some champs or do new moves, sooner or later that belts gonna be MINE…again.”
Ignavus lifts GME up on his feet and puts him up in a fireman’s carry position.
Con Man: “SEE? SEE THAT? He IS going to do it!”
JR: “I dunno about you, Otacon, but that’s the setup of Igz normal finisher called the ‘slacker tower’.”
Con Man: “I don’t care, I just know he would..LOOK!”
The camera focuses back on Igz, who does the ‘you cant see me’ sign before he carries GME back in full force. However, instead of an FU, he DOES deliver his correct finisher that he calls Slacker Tower.
JR: “BAH GAWD! SLACKER TOWER! WITH AUTHORITY!!!”
RK: “I guess JR got it right, con man.”
Con Man: “UGH! That’s it, I’d had it!”
We hear a headset getting taken out off-camera as we see both Ignavus and GME down on the mat. Slowly, Ignavus crawls towards the fallen challenger and places his arm on top of him.
JR: “Here is the pin by Ignavus and he is about to retain his title 1…2..WHAT IN THE?!”
We see Otacon sliding into the ring with a chair and he smacks it across the back of Ignavus. The referee sees this and calls for the bell. The bell is rung and THII announces the outcome.
THII: “The winner and STILL X-WCW UW Champion as a result of a disqualification…IGNAVUS!!!”
JR: “That despicable piece of trash! He just came here just to disrupt this main event contest!”
RK: “NO! He came here to get a closer view of the match, idiot.”
Back in the ring, we see Otacon continuing his assault on Ignavus with the steel chair as he delivers three straight shots to the back of the champion. He drops the chair and picks up Ignavus and delivers the final impact.
JR: “Otacon, talking about being opportunistic, is just some sort of hypocrite right now. He attacks the champ with a chair and delivers his own finisher…this is just disgracefull.”
With Ignavus down on the mat, Otacon focuses his sights on GME. He hauls Grandmaster E back to his feet before he as well gets a Final Impact for his troubles. Otacon looks at the carnage that he created inside the ring and leaves it for a while. He snatches the mic from THII before he grabs a nearby chair. He tosses the chair into the ring and he slides back there as well. The fans boo loudly at Otacon as he is about to speak at the mic.
Con Man: “You know what, you two, I’ve been sick and tired of hearing all this hype about your match tonight. I am so sick and tired of being the one who is OUT of the title picture. Further more, you two are nothing but pretenders to the X-WCW UW title..MY title! Its mine dammit, and if you two wanna get in my way of retrieving it, then I’d guess I’d have to do something right now!”
Otacon drops the mic and drags the fallen Ignavus beside the equally unconscious Grandmaster E. There, he places one chair below the two men and grabs the other chair that lies on the side of the ring.
JR: “oh good heavens no! DON’T DO IT OTACON! DON’T!”
RK: “I guess he cant be stopped now, JR! He is one pissed of customer.”
Before he could use the chair on Igz and GME, the referee tries to get the chair off him. Otacon kicks the referee and smacks him over the head with the steel chair. He goes over the GME and Ignavus, who are lying face down on the chair before he slowly raises the steel chair he has on his hands. After raising it, he quickly drops it onto the other chair to sandwich both men into a one-man con-chair-to!
JR: “WHAT A SICKENING THUD! DAMN YOU OTACON, DAMN YOU TA HELL!!!”
RK: “My goodness, that was so brutal, JR. Heck both men aren’t even moving right now! Well folks, we are outta time right now. So for James Russell, this is the king sayin..GOOD NIGHT!”
Otacon smirks at the fallen GME and Ignavus as Warzone comes to a close.
X-WCW goes on air as we see Christopher Back inside the ring with the nTo making his announcement.
CB: “Since D-Ex won the X-WCW US title, and then got hurt, the title will be declared vacant. TGO is the slated no. 1 contender for the title, but that leaves a spot empty for the X-WCW US title match.”
We go to another clip where it shows the entrances of Brett Rayne, Karl Baller, Judge Death and Nightmare. We see the action of their match as we hear CB’s voice over.
CB: “So tonight, we need to fill up that spot. On Nitro 18, we will see a four man elimination match for the #2 contendership for the US title.”
We go to the final minutes of the match and we see KB reversing the suplex attempt of Brett Rayne into his finisher called the ‘chaos from heaven’.
JR: “HERE IS THE PIN 1…2..3! ITS OVER! KARL BALLER GOES TO NITRO 18 TO FACE THE GREAT ONE!!!”
We see a clip of KB posing for the fans before we fade to black. We go back to the first scene and this time Otacon is now show on stage.
Otacon: “Back, I know you don’t like me and I don’t like you but you gotta listen to me right now. On Vendetta 3, Ignavus robbed me of my title and tonight, I WANT to get it back! Since you made a match for the US title, how about put a X-WCW UW title match tonight?!”
We then see a clip of GME on the stage with a mic in his own hands as well.
GME: “Now just wait a minute here, I felt that I deserve a title shot MORE than that pathetic loser who is in that ring right now. Hey Con Man, let me ask you this, how fast was that match with you and igz again? I mean, c’mon! That was like a minute or less.”
Inside the ring, Otacon looks furious and points at GME. He mouths off a couple of things before we hear CB yet again.
CB: “You know what, I am just about fed up with this crap with you two. So tonight, I got a solution for both of your problems. Both of you will face the X-WCW champion Ignavus in a non-title three-way match. The winner will face Ignavus on Warzone #30, but if Ignavus wins, he doesn’t have to defend his title until the X-Rumble. Now is that a deal?”
The footage shifts to the final moments of the main event of Nitro.
JR: “Grandmaster E has Otacon on his grasps and lifts him up for a..SIT DOWN POWERBOMB! BAH GAWD WHAT AN IMPACT!”
The ring shook hard and the fans chant ‘holy sh*t” after they heard that. Grandmaster E pins Otacon for the 1..2..3!
JR: “The match is over! Grandmaster E pins the con man and he gets the shot against Ignavus in the next show! I CANT BELIEVE IT!”
RK: “What I cant believe here, JR, is how the heck could Ignavus fall asleep..IN THE MIDDLE OF A MATCH?!”
The bell rings and we hear the announcement from Terri Hotbody II
THII: “The winner of this match by pinfall..GRANDMASTER E!!!”
We see GME getting his hand raised as we hear the following voices of JR and RK
JR: “These two men know that its gonna be them facing each other on the next show for that title, King.”
RK: “Two of the X-WCW’s top wrestlers, on Warzone, will be gunning for the top prize in this industry today. I cant wait to see that match.”
The footage fades to black as we see Ignavus and GME shake hands in the middle of the ring.
*********
The drumbeats of the song hits and then we hear a 8 second intrumental while we see the X-WCW logo apperaing on the screen. In the background, we see various clips of X-WCW wrestlers battling it out in black and white. However, the logo fades and it bursts into color once we hear the vocals kick in.
"ON THIS DAY"
We see Ignavus raising the title belt in the air while he is on the top rope.
"I SEE CLEARLY"
The scene changes and we see Bonito locking in the ankle lock on TGO
"EVERTHING HAS COME TO LIGHT"
It skips and we see Otacon hitting a spear on Flash Stryker
"BETTER PLACE, AND A BROKEN DREAM"
The video shows a clip of Final Frontier entering the entrance stage and the pyros behind them explode.
"NOT A CHANCE TO FEEL....."
The scene changes and we see Christopher Back making his way into the ringside area
"CHANCE TO FEEL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEE"
We see Karl Baller hitting the no.1 single in slow motion before the fades to black. The video goes pitch black before an explosion of red flashes out and we see the X-WCW Warzone logo on the screen.
We go to the ringside area where the pyros explode to signal the start of the show. The camera pans over to the crowd and shows various signs like “Igz vs the glass ceiling, only on warzone..”, “I know how to do a sleeper hold too!” and “Rage vs RA = Ratings!”. We go to the announce booth where we see James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome everyone to X-WCW Warzone! We are coming at you live from the Staples Center in Los Angeles California!”
RK: “That’s right, JR, the city of fallen angels will see one great show tonight!”
JR: “On the main event, we will have Ignavus facing Grandmaster E. They are two of the X-WCW’s top wrestlers and they will go at it for the X-WCW UW title and its gonna be one hell of a fight.”
The lights dim and “out of a silent planet” plays throughout the arena. The fans give a very mixed reaction as Judge Death makes his presence known at ringside. Slowly, he makes his way down the ramp with his usual attire on plus his helmet. He makes his way infront of the ring steps and slowly ascends to the ring before he enters the ring through the ropes. The camera pans over to the crowd that reads a sign ‘Judge Death stole my relatives tombstone and I want it back!’ before we go back to the ring where he is.
RK: “Oh goodness, what does this skinny turd want now?”
Once the lights go back up, Judge Death somehow has a mic on his hands and pulls it up for him to speak.
JD: “Greetingss to all of you from the ssshhhity of angelsss…”
The fans give a pop, damn this cheap popping turd!
JD: “Before anything elssse tonight, I wanted to sssssay that itssss great to be back here in the X-WCW. Itsss been a long time sssincccce I graced among itsss locker room and crept the pants off mosssst of the wrestlerssss at the back. Itsss alssso been a long time ssssince I met the X-WCW crowd and I just misss you all due to the ruckusss you all made each time I have my match.”
The fans pop yet again.
RK: “Is it just me or is he kissing everyone’s ass tonight?”
JD: “But after my formal speech to addresssss my return here, I need to move forward. Sssseith Helloct. Mr. Intercontinental Champ..I want to sssee you in the ring right now.”
JD pulls down his mic and awaits Seith to enter the ringside, however, the lights go out. We hear the fans shouting and screaming as if they knew what was gonna happen next. Once the lights are back up, Seith appears infront of JD and both men staredown.
JR: “Ask, and you shall receive! Seith Helloct is now inside the ring with Judge Death!”
Both men continue to stare down and the fans roar as the tension inside the ring could be cut up by a butter knife. After a few seconds, both men don’t move a muscle and still just staredown at one another.
RK: “JR, sooner or later, the fans would just chant boring if they wont move inside that ring.”
Finally, JD breaks the silence and pulls up his mic. In a very blunt manner..he says the following words that would signify the end of the world.
JD: “sssso…howsss the weather, buddy?”
This did not bode well since Seith looks angrily at JD before he starts to hammer away with some hard punches to the helmeted lispin man. Soon, JD fights back and it’s a brawl inside the ring. With the fans cheering on, both JD and Seith are at it with hard clubs and punches to the other man.
JR: “BOTH MEN ARE FIGHTING IN THE RING! BAH GAWD WHAT A RIVALRY!”
RK: “You call this a rivalry? I call this the newest odd couple of the X-WCW!”
JR: “Well folks, we will have our first match tonight once we come back from the commercial break!”
Soon enough, a couple of X-WCW personel storm inside the ringside area and break up the brawl. X-WCW goes to commercials as the two are successfully pulled off from each other.
X-WCW TV Championship
The Renegade Ron Micheals vs Byrne (c)
TH: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the X-WCW Television Championship!”
‘Hurt’ by Johnny Cash rings out across the arena, and the crowd gives a middling reaction to the man stepping onto the stage. He pauses a moment and stares around at all in attendance, before shrugging slightly and heading for the ring.
TH: “Introducing first, the challenger. From Out West, weighing in at 276 pounds...the Renegade, Ron Michaels!”
JR: “While the Renegade rarely makes an effort to endear himself to our viewers, the fact that he was screwed by the nTo at Vendetta 3 has made his stock rise in their books, so to speak.”
RK: “Doesn’t hurt that he’s been whining about it non-stop since then, either.”
JR: “I challenge you to find one instance of Ron Michaels whining.”
RK: >scribbles something on a bit of paper< “There’s one!”
JR: “You just wrote that yourself right there!”
RK: “I’m quoting directly from the source!”
JR: “And the source is your own dirty ass!”
Ron Michaels, now in the ring, limbers up as ‘Hurt’ fades away to be replaced by Black Sabbath’s ‘Iron Man’. The crowd warms up and cheers on the TV champ as he leaps out onto the stage, headbanging to his own music and playing air guitar with the belt.
TH: “And the opponent...from Boston, Massachusetts...weighing in at 265 pounds...the current X-WCW Television Champion...the Boston Rocker, Sean Byrne!”
Byrne slides into the ring and climbs onto one corner, flaunting the belt before the fans. Michaels doesn’t take his eyes off the Boston Rocker, but doesn’t make any moves against him either.
RK: “Now, this joker...how the hell can you say he deserves any kind of title?”
JR: “For starters, unlike the previous owner of that belt, he didn’t need any help from stable-mates to win it.”
RK: “Eh...details, details.”
Byrne steps down and hands the TV title belt to ref Mark Chambers, who displays it to the audience before handing it through the ropes to the time-keeping staff. The bell is rung, and the two competitors instantly lock up. After a few shoves back and forth, Byrne takes Michaels down into a grounded Headlock. Michaels forces his way back up and pushes Sean to the ropes; Sean misses with a clothesline on the return, and receives a Back Toss for his trouble after bouncing again.
JR: “Nice, classy technical skill being displayed here. We just don’t see enough of it.”
RK: “That’s because we tend to fall asleep during matches that involve it...”
Sean gets up, only for the Renegade to kick him in the midsection and connect with a Snap Suplex; after which, Ron pulls Byrne up again and executes a Scoop Slam, then heads up top...
JR: “Big risk...”
RK: “And no reward!”
Michaels took a little too long climbing the turnbuckle; enough time for the Boston Rocker to rise and dash up to meet Ron on the top rope, from where Sean launched him across the ring with a Super Arm Drag! Chasing after his reeling opponent, Byrne applies a Sleeper hold, but Ron’s not quite worn out enough yet, and counters with a few elbow jabs to the stomach. With the hold released forcibly, Sean stumbles away...and the Renegade ensnares him with a release German Suplex! With his opponent down, Michaels picks up one of Byrne’s legs and delivers some sharp kicks to it, then grabs the other and folds them over, trying to lock in the Sharpshooter!
JR: “Dangerous move here! Few people can resist that hold for long!”
RK: “Which is odd, since almost everyone uses it these days.”
In desperation, Byrne rakes Ron’s eyes, making the Renegade release the hold and back off for a few moments. Once the Boston Rocker regains his footing, Michaels attempts to run at him, but finds himself receiving a stiff Elbow Strike on the jaw that knocks him down. Sean reaches down...and Michaels grabs his arm, trying to lock in the Renegade Hold! Byrne frantically tries to keep on his feet!
JR: “Another submission attempt, potentially even deadlier than the last!”
RK: “Have people died in that hold?”
JR: “...No?”
RK: “Then you lie, because it’s not deadly. Ha!”
Reaching behind himself, Byrne grabs the ropes, and Mark Chambers orders Michaels to release the hold, which he does on the count of 2. Once standing, Michaels grabs the now-weakened arm of Byrne and twists it sharply, then clubs the elbow with his forearm. Byrne sinks to his knees, crying out in agony, and the Renegade applies a Standing Armbar! Sean wavers for a moment...but then fights it off, regains his footing and manages to hook his free arm behind Michaels’ back, then counters the hold beautifully with a Belly-to-Back Suplex!
JR: “I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen anyone pull that off before!”
RK: “It probably featured in Chris Jericho’s old list of 1,001 moves, or however many there was...”
Both men stay down for a few moments, worn out after that flurry of action. Sean gets to his feet a little quicker, still favouring one arm, and sends the rising Renegade back down to the mat with the Rocker Dropper! He makes a cover; 1...2...kickout!
JR: “Still too early to put the Renegade down...”
Byrne pulls Renegade up by the hair and lays him out once more with a Fireman’s Carry, then makes for the top rope. The crowd builds in anticipation as he faces away from Michaels...and soars into the air for a Moonsault!
JR: “Such agi – oh!”
Michaels moved aside, however...but Byrne saw it happen, and managed to rotate that little bit more, so he landed on his feet – and Renegade comes after him with the Wild Kick – but Sean ducks it! Ron reels around, and Byrne goes for the Final Cutter, but Michaels shoves him to the ropes...he rebounds with a clothesline – which Michaels catches, and tries to lock in the Renegade Hold again! Sean goes down...down...then back up, hooks his arms up, and connects with the Final Cutter!
JR: “Second time lucky!”
RK: “Second time fluke.”
Sean drops his good arm over the Renegade’s chest...but Mark Chambers points out that Michaels’ leg is firmly on the bottom rope. Byrne looks pissed as he gets to his feet again, pulling Michaels with him and locking up for a standing Suplex...
JR: “It could be Sledgehammer time, folks!”
RK: “You can’t touch dis!”
But just as Sean tries to lift, Michaels snakes one hand up and grabs the weakened arm hooked over his own head, gives it a sharp twist – and pulls Byrne down into the Renegade Hold, locking the arm between his legs and pulling back on Byrne’s head!
JR: “RENEGADE HOLD! RENEGADE HOLD! And it’s on tight this time!”
Sean wavers a bit...and a bit more...tries to reach the ropes...can’t...
JR: “Looks like this is it...”
And then Michaels releases the hold.
RK: “Fool.”
JR: “Wait – look!”
Michaels stands up and glares at a new figure arriving at ringside...Nightmare! The two stare right through each other for one agonisingly tense moment – and then Nightmare slides into the ring, and the two start brawling, tossing out right hooks, crescent kicks, haymakers, roundhouses and assorted other oddly-named fist and foot attacks, neither backing down or paying attention to Sean Byrne, who looks understandably confused.
JR: “What the hell? Why is Nightmare out here? What’s he got to gain from this?”
RK: “Not a whole lot, since the security trolls are on the way.”
Indeed, a legion of X-WCW security types flood the ring and separate the Renegade and Nightmare with a sea of black-shirted bodies. The two still haven’t broken eye contact – they don’t even seem to blink. Terri Hotbody II takes to the mic once more at ref Chambers’ instruction.
TH: “Owing to the interference of Nightmare, this match has been ruled...a No Contest!”
We cut to commercials as an unpleased Sean Byrne is handed back his TV Title belt, the crowd booing as Nightmare is restrained and dragged backstage...
JR: “Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to X-WCW WARZONE!”
RK: “We still got a lotta matches in the card, JR, tonight we are going to celebrate this show with a lotta action! I just cant wait to see them all!”
The opening riffs from “Fury of the storm” hits the speakers. After it makes a breif pause, the stage pyros explode and the song continues. Tony Bonito comes out with his new “I may not make you, but I will BREAK you” t-shirt and blue jeans as the fans start to boo at him. He makes his way down the ramp as his song continues to play.
"I fly above the rest."
"What it takes to be the best."
"I'll burn this whole place down."
"I'll put you in the ground."
JR: “Here comes Tony Bonito! Gee, I wonder what this sadist wants to speak out of his mind right now?”
RK: “Whatever it is, its great to see him here at ringside JR. Cause in his match tonight, he would just be here in less than 1 or 2 minutes after he takes care of that star wars geek.”
TB enters the ring and gets the mic from THII. He just stares down at THII, looking to attack her again, but it fails as the lady hurriedly leaves the ring before he nito plexes her for the second straight time in her life.
TB: “Tonight, I will face a certain geek by the name of De’Si Nide…whatever his name is. But right now, I will have to come clean and tell you all the facts about my attack on Christopher Back’s dear friend, Mr. D-Extreme.”
Few of the fans let out a little “D-Ex” chant, while the rest of them just chant “Boring”. Aww, poor little D-Extreme, this narrator gives his dearest sympathies to him and his career.
TB: “As I said before, me and Chris had a deal back in September. The deal was, I help him with his problems on that fed, and he would allow me to compete there after I was done. You know, at first, it was great seeing me and him team up for the first time in our career, but then it hit me. When, oh when will Mr. Back turn BACK on his words? Well, I didn’t figure it out soon enough that it took you 1 show after I finished deal off with him and Back screwing with me by suspending me here in the X-WCW for two shows. Now that does explain the reason why I was away for two shows before the PPV itself. Just because I stated out to that idiot I am DONE with the deal since I did MY PART of it, he did one thing he did best and screw me outta it. Here’s a lesson you people should know, NEVER try to think someone with the name of Christopher Back can be trusted with a deal or an agreement with you.”
RK: “Now that explains it..”
JR: “Explains what, King.”
RK: “Oh you know, why he was away. I really thought he just went AWOL and watched the 2 week Olympics convention back in Pittsburg.”
TB looks at the stage before he has a smirk on his face.
TB: “So what did TB do while he was out of the X-WCW? Well he tried to continue to fight in the other fed, since that’s what I like. Tony Bonito, your real f’n Olympian, prides himself in the field of professional wrestling. I like to fight inside this ring and if CB would deny me of wrestling here for two shows..then I’d wrestle somewhere else. But little did I know, his screwing with me wasn’t done yet..oh no..”
TB motions to the WARtron and we see a footage of the last 2NLW PPV Erratic
***
TW: The problem is… now… my rules are back… in place. And… I just had… everyone’s… health… files checked. And… Bonito? You failed… due to… “elevated enzyme… count.”
TB: Fuck you, old man, that’s none of your business.
TW: No, you… fool. It’s all my… business. And I don’t… want you… in it. You’re… Fired.
TB: WHAT?
The footage fades as we see Real American grabbing the hubcab out of Bonito’s hands. TB shakes his head and points to the crowd.
***
TB: “IF anyone was wondering, yes, the last scene was me getting a hubcap snatched away by Real American for some odd reason. But as Walken said, I was fired there due to ‘elevated enzyme count’. When I recalled, I had NO problems with that once I got the results after my physical. Little did I know that one Chris Back was also responsible for forging those results to one Dr. Imsa. How did I know, it was simple enough once I stormed back at my locker room to get my stuff. I had THIS on top of my television set.”
The camera zooms in and it shows the real health file of Tony Bonito with a note on top of it that says ‘guess your outta work for the next 3 weeks huh? – c. back’. It zooms out and TB hides it into his pockets.
TB: “See Chris, if you didn’t pull off a stupid move to let out who was responsible for that, well D-Ex would have still been walkin right now. HOW DARE you deny me of getting into a wrestling ring for 3 weeks and do nothing but sit my ass down back at home. I live and breath wrestling here inside the squared circle, and that’s the only thing that you can take from me that will eat me up SO MUCH that It’ll drive me to do things that I wont even imagine doing. When I made my return at Vendetta 3, I injured your friend D-Extreme. I forcefully sent that drunken S.O.B. into retirement. Chris, you think that’s the WORST I can do to you?”
TB pauses for a while and lets out a laugh.
TB: “YOURE WRONG! YOUR DEAD WRONG, BUCKO! The road to the X Rumble has started, Chris, and that aint the only one that has started. The road to your doom, Christopher Back has just opened up…by Tony Bonito. And remember, you messed with me once and I aint gonna forgive you with that. When we meet inside that steeled structure, I assure you Chris, I WILL BREAK YOU!!!”
TB’s music hits the speakers and TB roars out to the fans who boo at him. He leaves the ringside area and makes his way back to the locker rooms as we hear from JR and King.
RK: “Wow! I never knew the boss would do such an underhanded tactic like that. But maybe TB is just lying JR. I mean, I know Mr. Back’s handwriting and that’s not it.”
JR: “To be honest, King, his reasons to justify his actions were still doubtfull in all of our minds right now. Well folks, lets go backstage with Cole Ryan as he is with Grandmaster E.”
Backstage
We go backstage and we see GME alongside Cole Ryan for this interview.
CR: “Were here in the locker room of Grandmaster E. GME, tonight you will be facing Ignavus for the X-WCW Ultimate World Championship in the main event. You haven’t faced Ignavus in a one-on-one matchup yet in your stay here in the X-WCW. However, judging from your initial encounter with him on Nitro, do you have any idea how to counter his style?”
GME: “Yeah, infact I do. Everytime I know I’m facing a new opponent, I get some tapes of his old matches and review it. But it seems like every match he is on, something new happens. Ignavus, the current champ, is one unpredictable dude. So its still gonna be a hard to figure him out inside that ring.”
CR: “So in your match, who do you think would win?”
GME: “Since its hard to figure out Igz and his pattern inside the ring, I aint too sure. Honestly now, its hard to tell. Although I wanna think that heck, I can win it all tonight and regain that X-WCW UW title. You see Cole, there is just something about that…oh..its you.”
The camera zooms out to reveal Otacon glaring at GME. Otacon huffs and puffs..and snatches the mic from GME.
Conman: “Oh, so you think you can win the title back huh? That’s a great thinking there pal! Infact, if it weren’t for you being such an opportunist last Nitro, it would have been ME who will face Ignavus here tonight! But no, you cheap shotted me while that stupid champion fell asleep. In that situation, you capitalized on it and stole the match from ME!”
CR and GME just looks at conman before he drabbles on again.
Conman: “GME, you will pay for that cheap shot on me at Nitro! You better watch your back cause I’m goin out at ya. I should be the champ! ME! NOT YOU! NOT IGNAVUS!...and not even you Cole. I aint done with you GME, I aint done with you or ignavus..NOT YET!”
He slams the mic on the ground before he storms off. GME and CR still have that odd look on their faces as we go back to ringside.
Double 4 Tournament Block 2
Fatal Four Way Elimination Match
The Final Frontier vs PowerBomb vs Twiztid Hunters vs The Stix Brothers
The high-tempo guitar-plucking of ‘Drop the Bombshell’ assaults the collective ears of the audience as Terri Hotbody V2.0 basks in the spotlight for her moment of glory.
TH: “The following contest is a Fatal Four-Way Elimination match, where the last team remaining will be the victors. Introducing first, at an unknown combined weight...from Maple Ridge, British Columbia, Bombshell...from Parts Unknown, Powermaster Prime...they are PowerBomb!”
The two imposing figures of the Mad Bomber and PMP converge on the ring, with the smaller Bombshell sliding under the bottom rope whilst Powermaster steps through from the apron. The crowd don’t give them a terribly good reception as they raise their arms and scowl like it’s going out of fashion.
JR: “Big opportunity for PowerBomb here, and it doesn’t hurt that their opponents can’t hope to equal their raw power in the ring, right Randal?”
RK: “You ain’t kidding – I’m surprised the canvas hasn’t snapped under those two fat asses...wait – they’re nTo, aren’t they?”
JR: “Last time I looked.”
RK: “Oops. Um...I love you guys!”
Bombshell snarls in Randal’s direction, and the color commentator almost falls out of his chair. The sounds of Powerman 5000 fade, to be replaced by ‘Comin’ to your City’ and the appearance of...
TH: “And the first opponents...at a combined weight of 460 pounds...from Melbourne, Florida, AutobotJazz...from Seattle, Washington, SciFiMan...the Final Frontier!”
JR: “Former tag champions and, if I may say so, one of the finest teams I’ve ever seen in my career!”
RK: “Which is saying something, since I’m reliably informed you did the play-by-play the first time cavemen hunted mammoths.”
AutobotJazz steps out onto the stage, sweat-slicked hair dripping and one arm raised aloft to incite the fans, who respond most warmly. After a pause, a burst of pyrotechnics erupt further down the ramp, and SciFiMan springs up in a Rey Mysterio fashion, before standing with hands on hips, defiant. He fails to notice that the pyro set his cape on fire. AJ fails to mention this, instead simply nodding to his partner before they slide into the ring in unison, quickly squaring up to PowerBomb before Sid Greene pulls them away. SciFiMan goes to remove his cape, only then noticing the flames licking its tail end; he tosses it quickly into the crowd, where several small kids no doubt scald themselves trying to pick it up.
JR: “It’s stuff like this that makes you wonder why SciFiMan isn’t more popular.”
RK: “He’s being held down by that partner of his!”
JR: “Oh, stop with the rumour-mongering, will you? That thing about Grandmaster E going to the...other place...was bad enough, but now you’re trying to pull apart our teams? Why?”
RK: “It’s good TV that way.”
A mess of noise, slightly recognisable as a mash-up of ‘We Won’t Die’ and ‘Mutant X’, both by Twiztid, accompanies two face-painted individuals in loose black clothes, running down the ramp with arms held out like wings.
TH: “And the next opponents...at a combined weight of 366 pounds...from Detroit, Michigan...Ken and Jake, the Twiztid Hunters!”
RK: “I don’t agree with their fashion choices, but they’ve got spirit, I’ll give them that.”
JR: “Fashion...something you clearly know so much about, Mister Paisley Socks.”
RK: “HEY! You’re the play-by-play guy! You don’t get to insult people!”
As they near the bottom of the ramp, Jake pulls off a rather nice cartwheel, and tries for a back somersault on top of that...but screws it up, lands on his head, and rolls awkwardly down to the ringside area. A nearby camera shows us that he’s laughing. Meanwhile, Ken vaults the security railings and begins pummeling an unfortunate fan who didn’t think twice before choosing to wear a John Cena sweatband today.
JR: “Oh god...security!”
Ken is quickly shepherded back out of the fans and into the ring by some burly men with ear-radios and no visible necks. Jake crawls in a moment later, still laughing. The Final Frontier and PowerBomb simply stare at their opponents with something like pity, or perhaps disdain. A custom mix of eerie piano music fills the PA systems as the lights go dim. After a few seconds, the stage pyros explode and the music continues to blare while two men in masks come out of the curtains.
TH: “And the last opponents...at a combined weight of 700 pounds...from parts unknown…they are the team of Damien and Dante Stix…THE STIX BROTHERS!!!
Both masked men slowly make their way down the rampway as the crowd is rather silent and do not know how to make of these newcomers.
JR: “These two men combined make for a truly confusing team, King"
RK: “Why?”
JR: “They both got masks. Both of them seem derange, and well..”
RK: “So this team just gives you the creeps huh?”
JR: “You can say that.”
At an instruction from ref Greene, the teams move to their corners, and debate about who should be the first legal men. After much chest-puffing and many melodramatic proclamations about justice, SciFiMan convinces AutobotJazz to stay on the apron. Bombshell stays whilst Powermaster Prime shifts his impressive bulk out over the ropes. The two Stix Brothers look at each other before Damien nods and looks to be the legal man for his team. Ken and Jake do rock-paper-scissors; Ken wins and stays in, whilst Jake curses in the corner. The bell rings, and we’re off...to a standing start, as Bombshell begins to throw insults at everyone else.
JR: “That may not be the best strategy in a free-for-all environment...”
Bombshell’s three smaller opponents exchange glances whilst the big man laughs, and then they all dash forward, Ken Hunter going down low with a Dropkick to the knees, Damien Stix thrusting forward for a Spear, and SciFiMan connecting with the Photon Torpedo! Bombshell goes down like a sack of potatoes. Big, Canadian biker potatoes.
JR: “Holy - ! Bombshell may be out of it already!”
RK: “NO! Get up, you flabby moron!”
Damien continues to pound away on the downed Mad Bomber, whilst SciFiMan and Ken lock up. Ken applies a headlock, but gets a Back Suplex for his trouble. As he sits up, SciFi rebounds from the ropes and goes for a Flipping Neckbreaker – but Ken rolls to the side, and SciFi is left to flip over nothing and land awkwardly. As the gallant superhero tries to rise, Ken approaches him from behind and lays him out again with a Facebuster, before applying a Fujiwara Armbar…but SciFi gets to his feet, and reaches back with his free arm to snag one of Ken’s, then ducks down into a Backslide Pin! Ken rolls out of it before the count of 2, however.
JR: “Remarkable technical skill shown here by the typically hardcore Ken Hunter!”
RK: “Oh god, I’m watching a nerd and a goth, and I’m supposed to be excited. Kill me, James.”
Meanwhile, the large masked man known as Damien Stix pulls Bombshell to his feet and whips the him to the ropes, but Bombshell reverses and tries for a clothesline. Damien avoids it and grabs Bombshell from behind for an atomic drop. Powermaster yells abuse at his partner, ‘encouraging’ him to make a tag. However, Damien denies him from the tag as he spins him around and plants him with a 180 degree spinebuster slam that shook the ropes.
JR: “BAH GAWD! DAMIEN STIX WITH THAT POWERFUL MOVE ON BOMBSHELL!”
RK: “C’mon, idiot, let Prime show these squirts how it’s done!”
In the Final Frontier’s corner, SciFiMan is raining punches down on Ken’s head whilst Jake looks on from across the ring, agonised. SciFi makes a tag to AutobotJazz, and the two pull Ken from the corner before laying him flat with a Double Suplex, following up with synchronised elbow drops.
JR: “Nice teamwork there – and there!”
AutbotJazz attempts to cover Ken, but Jake breaks it up. Elsewhere, Damien takes Bombshell down again with a quick Powerslam, leaving the Mad Bomber in the centre of the ring, from where Walker applies a Texas Cloverleaf hold!
JR: “Things don’t look good for Bombshell!”
RK: “What else is new?”
Bombshell refuses to give up, however...and then Powermaster runs in and breaks it up with a boot to Damien Stix’s head.
JR: “Hey! He didn’t get tagged in! That should be a disqualification right there!”
RK: “That just makes things more interesting! Go, Prime, go!”.
Sid Greene tries to get in PMP’s face, but it’s difficult when he’s towering over you by a good margin. Prime pulls Damien to his feet and stuns him with a solid elbow strike and kick to the midsection, before setting a powerbomb to the bigger man. However, it fails as Damien back body drops him. He hauls PMP up and shoots him into the ropes where Bio-Hazard holds down the top one, making PMP tumble clear out of the ring!
JR: “So much for the comeback!”
RK: “NO!”
As Damien pulls Bombshell up by the hair, AutobotJazz whips Ken Hunter to the Final Frontier’s corner again, but Ken hops onto the second tier of the corner post and flies back, taking AJ down with a Diving Clothesline! The momentum of the move sends Ken sprawling towards his own corner, where he makes a tag to Jake; Jake sees AJ rising, and hops up top, launching into a Missile Dropkick that connects with the back of AutobotJazz’ skull, knocking him straight back down again!
JR: “Impressive stuff!”
Damien brings Bombshell down into a sitting position with a Snapmare, then goes off the ropes and comes back with the Iron Knee, flattening the Mad Bomber’s general face region! With PMP still seeing stars on the outside, Walker makes the cover...1...2...3!
TH: “PowerBomb has been eliminated!”
RK: “C-Back’ll be having words with those two tonight...”
AutobotJazz struggles to his feet, only to find himself locked in a front headlock by Jake, who screams something along the lines of “HAIL SATAN!” before going for the Twiztid Cutter – which AutobotJazz reverses via shoving Jake to the ropes. On the return, Jake ducks a clothesline, bounces again, and is caught by AJ for a Sidewalk Slam, but Jake hooks his legs up high and reverses it into a Head Scissors Takedown! AJ springs back up quickly...right into the face of Damien, who slams him down with a powerslam! Damien Stix makes a cover...
JR: “Kickout at two and fifty-seven fifty-eighths! AutobotJazz isn’t done yet!”
Damien roars in disappointment and stands back up...only to catch a standing Hurricanrana from Jake! Walker rolls out of the ring, clutching his masked head, whilst Jake refocuses on AutobotJazz. Jake helps AJ up and sends him to the ropes, but AJ grabs hold of them, forcing Jake to run at him...and AutobotJazz sidesteps quickly whilst giving Jake a little shove as he draws near, sending Jake straight through the ropes in Suicide Dive fashion, colliding with the bigger Stix brother on the outside! And to top things off, AJ takes a run up, then hops onto the top rope and leaps off with a flipping Senton Attack onto his dazed opponents! Needless to say, the crowd loves it.
JR: “Bah gawd, what athleticism!”
RK: “What stupidity!”
JR: “Can’t you appreciate this?”
RK: “They all fell over and hurt themselves. It’s not exactly great strategy.”
After Sid Greene reaches a count of 4, AutobotJazz regains his footing, before picking the big man up and sliding him back into the ring. He goes to do the same for Jake, but gets an elbow strike to the gut for his trouble, before Jake slings him into the ring steps!
RK: “HA! Violence! This I can appreciate!”
Jake slides into the ring again, and connects with a smooth DDT on the rising Damien Stix. While the ref is distracted by counting out AutobotJazz, Ken Hunter sneakily climbs up top and comes off with a Diving Elbow Drop, before returning to his corner. AutobotJazz pulls himself onto the apron just after the count reaches 7, and Jake goes to send him back down again, but AJ connects with a couple of shoulder thrusts to the gut, then performs a Sunset Flip, holding on for a pin! 1...2 and Jake rolls out of it, and strikes back with a Front Dropkick to AJ’s chest.
JR: “Another close one for the former champions…”
RK: “How much longer can this go on?!” >beats head on table<
Jake gets back up, sees Damien doing the same, and takes him back down with a running Wheel Kick. AJ tries to get up, but receives a Shoulder Block for his trouble.
JR: “Jake is like a house on fire right now!”
Jake turns back to Damien...and takes a very hefty punch right on the nose.
RK: “And here comes the fire engine!”
JR: “Clearly, Damien aint as dazed he looked with that mask on.”
Jake reels as AJ stands back up, trades a look with Damien...then the two hop forward and deliver a Double Clothesline right to Jake chin! Jake falls fast enough to break the sound barrier, whilst AJ and Damien also collapse, exhausted.
JR: “What teamwork!”
RK: “They’re not on the same team.”
JR: “But...y’know, if they were...”
RK: “But...y’know, they aren’t...”
JR: “Stop it.”
AutobotJazz and Damien both crawl across the mat whilst Jake lies still...and both make a tag to their partners! In comes SciFiMan and Dante
RK: “Oh great – it’s the freak showdown.”
SciFiMan strikes a dynamic pose. Dante hops on one foot, then tries for a Superkick...no, really...but SciFiMan catches the foot with ease, spins Dante around, and takes him down with a Spinebuster of surprising strength! SciFiMan hops onto the second rope and tries for a Lionsault – but Dante rolls out of the way! SciFi eats canvas, before being pulled up by Dante Stix for the brainbuster!
JR: “What strength – Cover! One, two – kickout! I didn’t think SciFiMan could manage it!”
RK: “I guess it wont affect SFM due to his brain ALREADY damaged from the beginning!”
Jake has woken up, and tries to make a tag with Ken – but Dante pulls him back by the ankle, and executes a double knee-drop on the leg for good measure, leaving Jake to writhe. Bio-Hazard gets back up, and sees SciFiMan resting in the unoccupied corner where PowerBomb used to dwell. Dante takes a run-up – but SciFi steps out and to the side, leaving Dante to run clear into the ring post! He stumbles back out and turns around...and is laid out with the Spiral Vortex! SciFi barely holds on for the pin...1...2...
JR: “3! Another team gone, two more left!”
TH: “The Stix Brothers have been eliminated!”
SciFi staggers back up and over to his corner, making the tag with AutobotJazz...who quickly strides over and puts a boot in Jake’s back before he can reach his fellow Hunter.
JR: “Jake must really be hurting after being isolated for so long.”
RK: “Yeah...he probably couldn’t find a friend in high school, either!”
AJ picks Jake up and locks in for a Standing Suplex...but then drops Jake again, noticing that Sid Greene is being distracted...by The Reaper!
RK: “Oh great...another weirdo.”
JR: “What’s Reaper doing out here?”
RK: “And another one...why does God hate me so?!”
JR: “Wha - ? Oh, I see...”
Whilst Reaper – standing on the apron and waving a baseball bat around – distracts Greene, Casus ‘Crimson’ Crevious approaches the opposite side of the ring, tossing two cans at Ken as he does so. Casus then steps up onto the apron and makes “c’mon then!” gestures at AutobotJazz, who’s left shooting glances between Crevious and Reaper in confusion. SciFiMan then enters the ring, and makes a beeline for Casus, leaping up for the Photon Torpedo...only to be caught on Casus’ shoulders, and sent down with a Powerbomb to the outside! AutobotJazz looks furious, and marches toward Crevious...but gets a tap on the shoulder. He spins around, and Ken Hunter smashes the two Faygo cans on his head!
JR: “Faygo is thicker than water!”
RK: “Not true. They’re both equal in their thin-ness.”
JR: “AutobotJazz is seeing stars! And probably alcohol, too.”
Casus drops off the apron, and so does Reaper, who shrugs in faux-apology to ref Greene. Ken steps back onto the apron and yells something at Jake, who nods and goes up top...and comes off with the Lotus Pod, cutting into AJ’s windpipe! Jake makes a loose cover...1...2...3!
TH: “The Final Frontier has been eliminated! Here are your winners...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!”
JR: “It’s all over! But what the hell is going on with those two teams?”
Ken helps his brother up as the crowd voices their displeasure, and the pair give sardonic salutes to the two halves of the Devil’s Rejects, watching from the ramp with smiles on their faces, as we cut to commercials.
X-WCW Xtreme Championship
Last Man Standing Match
Nightmare vs Sandy "The Young One" Drake
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a last man standing match and it is scheduled for the X-WCW X-treme championship. In order to win this match, you must knock your opponent down for a full 10 count. Whoever is the last man standing…will be the Xtreme title!!! Introducing the challenger…”
*“Go To Sleep” by DMX, Obie Trice and Eminem hits the speakers; boos and cheers are heard from the loyal X-WCW fans. Nightmare then walks through the curtains, a steel chair in his hand as he slowly walks down the ramp-way. The martial artist slides into the ring and raises the chair, then looks to the ramp.*
THII: “From your own living nightmares, standing 5’11 and weighing in at 145 lbs…Nightmaaaaare!!!!”
JR: “This kid is dangerous, point blank.”
RK: “What!? My own son weighs more than him, how can this midget beat anyone?”
JR: “Believe me King, size isn’t everything.”
RK: “I know that JR, everything matters here in the X-WCW, but he just got his first win a couple shows ago.”
*Then a “Young One” chant is heard through out the crowd. The chants are toned down when the champions music, “Top Of The World” by All American Rejects, hits the speakers.*
THII: “And his opponent, from Vancouver, BC, standing 6’2 and weighing in at 219 lbs….the X-WCW X-treme champion…SANDY “THE YOUUUUNG OOOONE” DRAAAAKE!!!”
*SD comes out of the curtains with both hands raised above his head. The X-treme title is around his waist as he sprints down the ramp-way.*
JR: “And here co- BAH GAWD!”
RK: “Holy crap, that maneuver was pure genius.”
*As Sandy Drake ran down the ramp-way and got closer, Nightmare had jumped over the top rope and Drake with a flipping plancha while holding the chair! Both superstars are layed out on the floor as the referee rings the bell. Nightmare is the first to get up as he picks up the chair; he waits for Drake to get up, and then takes the champ back down with a steel chair shot to the head. Nightmare sends two martial arts like heel kicks to Sandy’s face, then quickly jumps on the nearby barricade and hits a asai moonsault on Drake.*
JR: “Wow, it seems that Nightmare opened this match up with an arial assault. He’s got the champion hurt bad.”
*The challenger points to the referee to start the count, but Sandy starts to get up. The champ receives some clubs to the back a couple of times, then a quick spinning neck breaker on the floor. The champ looks out of it as the challenger helps him to his feet. He slams Drakes face into the barricade a couple of times, and then throws him into the ring apron. “The Young One’s” back hits the apron and as he staggers off, he is taken down by a dropsault from Nightmare.*
*Nightmare wastes no time and Judo flips his opponent from the floor. He hops onto the ring apron once again and waits for Sandy Drake to stand. The referee begins his count and when he gets to 3, Drake starts to get on his feet. Sandy stands up on both feet, but Nightmare jumps off of the apron for a flying crossbody. To Nightmares dismay, the tide turns in the champs favor as he musters all of his strength to hit the challenger with a drop kick while Nightmare is in mid air!*
JR: “An excellent reversal by the champ. He waited for Nightmare to get cocky with an arial assault once again and he took him down.”
RK: “Bah, it ain’t like he meant to do that. Sandy hasn’t even gone through puberty yet, how do you expect him to think ahead?”
JR: “…”
*As Nightmare smarts from his pain, Drake gets on both feet and begins to catch his breath. The referee starts to count Nightmare out as he rolls around in pain. Drake lets this happen and hopes the match will end early, Nightmare gets up early though after the number 4 is heard. Sandy rushes his opponent and sends a kitchen sink knee to the stomach, which causes him to flip over the knee. Drake helps his opponent to his feet and uses a quick hurracarrana that takes his challenger back down.*
*TYO quickly goes under the ring and starts pulling weapons out. He finds a Sandman Singapore Cane, and smiles as he looks at Nightmare getting up. As soon as Nightmare stands on both feet, he is bashed in the ribs with the cane twice, then uppercut in the mouth and finally taken down with a horizontal swing to the face. Nightmare drops like a sack of potatoes and the champion raises his hand in victory. He seems to have regained his figure as he lets the referee count.*
*By the time the referee gets to 4, Nightmare is on his feet again. Sandy meets Nightmare with a punch to the jaw. After 3 more, Nightmare hits a thumb to the eye, then a chop. He follows up with two more chops and then sends a boot to the stomach. Nightmare finishes up with a bulldog. With TYO down, NM picks up his opponent and rolls him into the ring, then climbs onto the apron and launches off the top rope with a springboard leg drop!*
JR: “Strangely, this is the first time during the match these two have entered the ring.”
RK: “Loving the action though. Maybe both of these losers won’t be able to answer the 10 count and they won’t ever wrestle here again.”
*Nightmare helps up Sandy Drake and sends him towards the ropes. On the rebound, he attempts an elbow smash, but Drake ducks. Drake comes back and spears his opponent into the canvas. TYO continues the assault with a barrage of punches to the forehead. Nightmare screams in agony after TYO lets go and climbs out of the ring. He searches for more weapons and pulls out a cookie sheet, trash can lid, 2 steel chairs, barbed wire, and a hanger. He throws them into the ring and slowly climbs into the ring.*
*This gives Nightmare enough time to get on his feet and hit a Chris Jericho style drop kick from the nearest turnbuckle and knocks Drake out of the ring. The referee begins counting and Nightmare starts sorting through some of the weapons. He throws a chair out of the ring that unfortunately hits Drake as he is lying on the floor. The X-WCW referee restarts the count thanks to the attack, but it doesn’t stop Nightmare from pulling out some weapons. He grabs the barbed wire and slides out of the ring.*
*He helps his opponent up and attempts to put the barbed wire on his face. Sandy Drake grabs his arms and tries to keep the wire from touching his face, but he begins to fade. At the last second, he rolls backwards and flips Nightmare on his back. Drake quickly charges and sends a running dropkick onto the top of his head. He than attempts a pinfall.*
RK: “Look at this idiot, he went for a in a last man standing match.”
JR: “He is so use to pinning he forgot, it’s a simple mistake King. Sometimes it happens.”
*As the champ looks at the referee and remembers its no pinfalls, Nightmare acts fast and sticks the barbed wire on Sandy Drake’s forehead. He then spins around while on his back and drop-to-holds Drake onto the floor. Sandy screams in pain as Nightmare gets up and picks up the chair he threw at his opponent.*
*Nightmare sets it up outside as the referee continues the count; he is at 5 and still going. Nightmare raises his hands in victory, but drops them as Drake gets up at 8. The challenger sends a couple of chops to Drake’s throat, blood pouring from the champ as the challenger rolls him into the ring. Nightmare slides into the ring and helps the X-treme champion up, and then attempts a Northern lights suplex. Drake reverses it into a DDT onto the cookie sheet!*
JR: “BAH GAWD WHAT A VICIOUS DDT!!”
RK: “Whoa you said it!!”
*The referee starts to count out both exhausted superstars. When he gets to 9, both superstars get on their feet. Drake grabs the cookie sheet and whacks Nightmare on the head with it so hard that it bends. Nightmare spaghetti legs his way towards the corner and just slumps into it. Drake staggers towards his opponent and stomps a mudhole into him. He then picks him up and puts him on the top turnbuckle. Drake backs up and jumps onto the top turnbuckle for a hurracarana, but Nightmare uses all of his willpower and strength to hold on. He then powerbombs him from the turnbuckle and onto the chair outside the ring! Drake’s neck hits the back of the top of the chair and breaks it.*
*Poor Nightmare just stay’s sitting on the turnbuckle as the referee counts the downed Xtreme champ. Sandy Drake twitches as the referee continues to count, Nightmare sits on the turnbuckle praying that Drake doesn’t give up. His prayers are answered as the referee reaches 10, the bell rings and “Go To Sleep” hits the speakers for the second time of this match.*
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and new X-WCW Xtreme champion…NIIIIGHTMAAARE!!!”
*The referee gets the belt and hands it to a sitting Nightmare. Nightmare jumps off the turnbuckle and holds up his first X-WCW piece of gold. He climbs out of the ring and walks up the ramp-way towards the back as EMT’s go to assist Sandy “The Young One” Drake.*
JR: “Well folks, we have a new Xtreme champion, that match was brutal.”
RK: “Damn right JR, I just can’t believe that midget won the title.”
JR: “A lot of things can happen in the X-WCW. If you thought that was all folks, more action is on your way. Don’t go anywhere!”
Tony Bonito vs De’Si Nidea
“Fury of the Storm” hits the arena speakers, and Tony Bonito makes his way onto the stage, receiving his usual heel response.
THII: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first: from Boston, Massachusetts – TONY BONITO!”
The booing continues as Bonito makes his way to the ring and enters it. After a few moments, the theme from Star Wars hits, and the fans burst into laughter as the eternally geeky De’Si Nidea makes his stage appearance.
THII: “And his opponent: according to our information, he comes from Commenor, a colony of the Core Worlds – the man they call DE’SI NIDEA!”
A “That’s Our Geek!” chant breaks out as Nidea makes his way to the ring. Upon his entrance, the bell rings to commence the match-up.
Both men hook up in the middle, but Bonito’s greater size and strength wins him the tie up, as Bonito picks up Nidea and drops him into a body slam. Bonito then grabs the left arm of the fallen Nidea and locks him in a cross arm breaker!
JR: “Bah Gawd! Bonito wants to get this over with quickly!”
RK: “Just tap out, you pathetic little Jedi wannabe! You’re going to get us into Wrestlecrap if you win!”
After 20 seconds, Nidea still refuses to tap out, and then he musters up the strength to roll over backwards and get his feet to the front ropes, causing Bonito to release the hold.
A furious Bonito screams “Whose ass did you kiss to get into this business, little runt?” as he gets up and ties up with Nidea again. After two seconds in the grapple, Bonito knees Nidea in the gut, positioning the smaller man for a double underhook suplex and executing that very move! Bonito then goes for the first pinfall of the encounter.
RK: “1…. 2…. NO!”
JR: “I guess The Force is with De’Si Nidea tonight! He won’t be going down that easily!”
With a call of “More ass than class!”, Bonito gets up, allowing Nidea to rise. Once Nidea is finally up, Bonito attempts to whip Nidea to the back ropes, but Nidea reverses the move. This sends Bonito to the back ropes himself, and on the rebound, Bonito tries a running clothesline, but Nidea ducks it.
And once Bonito hits the front ropes, Nidea – believing that Bonito will run toward him again – goes for a cross body block, but since Bonito holds onto the top front rope, Nidea’s move misses its mark completely.
With Nidea having fallen flat on his face in the ring, Bonito picks him up off the mat, launching into a Nito Plex!
RK: “WOW! I think that Nito Plex measured on the Richter Scale!”
JR: “De’Si Nidea is being completely dominated in this one!”
RK: “Let’s face it, though: Tony Bonito’s only ever one ankle lock away from beating just about anybody who faces him!”
JR: “He’s not going for a pinfall, so I think there’s one ankle lock on the menu right now!”
Sure enough, and with a shout of “This is just too easy!”, Bonito turns the aching Nidea onto his stomach and locks Nidea’s right ankle in that most painful of holds. After nearly 20 seconds, Nidea taps out, and the bell rings to end proceedings!
THII: “Here’s your winner – TONY BONITO!”
The fans boo Bonito heavily as he badmouths the audience under his breath.
RK: “What a great lesson in wrestling that was for De’Si Nidea, JR!”
JR: “Great lesson, King? That was an exercise in pure bullying, if you ask me!”
RK: “Who’s asking you, party pooper? I think that was Tony Bonito’s fastest win ever!”
JR: “You may be right about that! We’ll have to get our statisticians to look into that!”
RK: “And I don’t get how these fans could get behind an overzealous, mentally retarded Star Wars fan anyway! Get a freaking life, morons, and that goes DOUBLE for you, De’Si Nidea!”
JR: “That’s low, even for you! We’ll be back with more after these messages!”
Warzone goes to a commercial break.
We go back from the commercial break and..
I AM IT!
The pyros explode and “Tear Away” hits the speakers. R.E. Rage comes out to the ringside area and the fans start to boo loudly for the recent X-WCW returnee.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW WARZONE! Right now, R.E. Rage is making his way down to ringside.”
RK: “The best wrestler in the business is here, JR!”
JR: “Yeah, right, King.”
Rage stops infront of the ring and turns to the stage where the pyros shoot up on stage yet again. Once the explosion is cleared up, he turns around and slides into the ring. Rage gets the mic and speaks.
Rage: “Last Nitro, I made my glorious return to the X-WCW. As I said on Nitro, I came back to the X-WCW to prove to you all that I am the best wrestler here today! You see, during my time out of the X-WCW, I saw the talent pool dwindle down to just a handful of wrestlers who could actually wrestle inside the ring. By that, no, I do not mean that either GME or our current champ Ignavus is one of those handful or wrestlers who I consider having talent in this ring. Infact, that’s the other reason why I’m here again the X-WCW. You people lack a wrestler who could DO IT ALL! I can do it all, you know why, cause I can make you cheer for me and boo for me.”
Rage raises his arm in the air, which draws a large amount of heel heat.
RK: “He has these people eating outta his hand, JR.”
JR: “As much as I hate to admit it King, R.E. Rage is one of the best people on the mic.”
Rage pulls down his arm and speaks yet again while the fans start a “ricky sucks” chant.
Rage: “So you people think I SUCK? Well lemme tell you all what…RA SUCKS MORE!!!”
The chants fade and soon a little round of cheers can be heard from the crowd while Rage smirks.
Rage: “Oh, well I guess you people DO like that idiot huh? Well no wonder, were here in LA, the land of the losers. Hey, since when did you people get your last championship ring? Oh, I remember, 5 years ago and then nothing else happened for this city! Pff..and now you guys want to claim the LORD OF THE MILFs your own hero…talk about a city .”
The fans start to boo as one at Rage and Rage nods to them.
Rage: “Now admit one thing, people, I just let you all love me and hate me. See, that’s what the X-WCW needs, someone who can control YOU all. I can do that any damn night I want and there is no one who could stop me!”
He walks around the ring before he continues the promo.
Rage: “Now another reason I came back here in the X-WCW is to address one problem. Now I know people like GME or the Final Frontier have been force feeding you people such repeated lines like the nTo are evil and all, but I’m here to agree with their little sentiments. Christopher Back, you and the nTo ARE the damn cancer here in the X-WCW. If you have realized it yet, its your group that has been around the X-WCW for a long time and it never helped out the federation when it came to ratings. When you look at your nTo team, the only one people could give a damn is just you and that dumbass drunk D-Extreme. The rest, are just a handful of losers with no direction that’s why they hide behind uncle Chris’s back in hopes to get some political power and get their favorite X-WCW titles. Well that’s all gonna change Mr. Back. If you notice, you big friend is already outta the equation and there is NO ONE in your group who can stand infront of you as your right hand man no more. People like me, will soon go infront of your face and beat the livin hell outta you. People like me, Chris, are the doctors who will put you and your group into chemotherapy and watch you all melt in radiation from the X-WCW!”
Rage laughs for a bit before he continues.
Rage: “So Back, you better just sit down on your rotten ass chair and wait until we…”
“Immortal” hits the speakers and CB comes out with a mic on his hand.
CB: “And what, Rage? You know, you better just shut your mouth right now inside that ring or something would happen. Cause if you wont shut up right now, I will take care of you later!”
Rage smirks inside the ring and fakes a scared gasp before he mouths off into the mic.
Rage: “OH! LATER?! Why, Mr. Back, how about putting your money where your mouth is and just get into the ring right now. I DARE YOU…to face me here right now.”
The fans cheer as CB adjusts his tie and is about to hit the ringside. However, the cheers turn into silence and a big “AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWW….DAMN!” as “Real America” hits and RA enters the ringside area. RA stops CB mid-ramp and we see R.E. Rage pulling himself back into the ring as he was about to get outside and greet CB as well. RA grabs the mic from CB and starts to shout.
RA: “CHRIS BACK! I WANT RAGE! I WANT TO BEAT HIS ASS RIGHT NO!!!WWW!!! ARARRHGGHG!!!”
CB looks at RA oddly and seemed to have caught breath of what RA might have drank before he made his way into the ringside area. He gets the mic from him and looks at him in a disgusted look.
CB: “Er…I…do not know if your in the right condition right now. We got this policy that wrestlers aside from D-Extreme, CANNOT get drunk before their matches. Just go back to the locker room and..”
RA smiles at CB and slaps him hard on the back before he laughs.
RA: “REALLY! HEHE! I KNEW YOU’D SEE IT MY WAY!”
He points inside the ring and shouts.
RA: “RAGE! GET READY TO GET YOUR ASS SERVERD!!!! YEAH!”
He runs down the ramp and makes his way into the ring before CB just shakes his head and just mutters out something.
CB: “Fine, RA vs Rage…right now..”
With that said, CB just walks back into the backstage area after confirming the matchup.
Real American vs R.E. Rage
RA slides into the ring and poses for the fans, who do nothing but just stare. Rage shakes his head in shame before he stares down RA. The 2 lock up and Rage throws RA onto the ground. RA gets up and is thrown down just as quickly.
RK: “Rage hasn’t even broken a sweat yet.”
Rage grabs RA and throws him off the ropes, connecting with a thunderous clothesline on the return that flips RA onto his head. Rage goes for a cover, but picks RA up after a one count.
JR: “Rage should have ended that right then and there, but wants to dish out more pain.”
Rage picks up RA and levels him with the Revolver Shot. He contemplates covering the lad, but reconsiders and picks him up again.
JR: “Why must he continue to do this?”
RK: “He’s making a point. He’s back and he’s dangerous.”
Rage picks up RA and connects with the Evolutionator. He covers RA.
1…
2…
3.
JR: “Mercifully it’s over.”
TH: “Here is your winner, R.E. Rage!”
Rage exits the ring and lifts his arms in celebration as he heads toward the locker room.
RK: “Well, from the start, I think CB saw this one coming huh?”
JR: “I guess he doesn’t have that ill feeling towards R.E. Rage as much as we think he does, King. Either that or he hates RA more than Rage. Well folks we will have more to come after these words from out sponsors.”
X-WCW United States Championship
Karl Baller vs TGO
Terri Hotbody steps into the ring and holds a mic up to her lips as the crowd quietens In anticipation of the next match*
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls the following contest is for the X-WCW US Heavyweight Title and is set for one fall….So without further delay, introducing the challenger…..”
~Bullets~ by Creed blasts from the speakers and The Great One steps out on to the ramp to a big reception from the capacity crowd…..After a few seconds of taking in the atmosphere TGO slowly makes his way down to the ring before posing and mouthing the words “The Greatest” *
THII: “Hailing from Greenland, standing at 6’2” tall and weighing in at 245lbs of pure power, I give you THHHE GREEEEAAAAAT ONNNEEE!!!!!”
The crowd starts a TGO chant that echo’s throughout the arena before slowly rumbling away as THII raises the mic once more*
THII:”Next, introducing his opponent…”
~Ima Hustla~ by Cassidy bounces from the speakers and a cool, calm Karl Baller struts out onto the entrance ramp bouncing to the beat, as he makes his way down he hits a few high fives with the excited fans then slides under the ropes and climbs up atop a turnbuckle holding the US title belt aloft all the time a huge “BALLER” chant reverberates through the arena*
THII:” Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania…Standing at 5’10” tall and weighing in at a lean, mean 223lbs I give you KARL BALLER!!!!!!”
JR: “Well King this should be a battle to remember as these two men are current tag partners and know each other upside down and inside out.”
As the ref moves back to the center of the ring the bell is rang and the two wrestles begin to circle, weighing one and other up for a chance to strike*
RK: “See JR they know each other so well they don’t know what to do…This aint chess god dammit get your butts movin.”
JR: “Patient as always I see Randal. “
Finally the two men engage each other, KB swiftly taking the advantage by planting a knee to the mid section of The Great One before bouncing him off the ropes and hitting the challenger with a solid clothes line*
JR: You see strategy pay off.
RK: HA!....Just not for TGO you mean.
Surprisingly TGO gets to his feet without too much trouble and just manages to avoid a second clothes line from Baller as the champ rebounds off the ropes…….TGO then sets himself and hits a crushing big boot into the face of the returning KB*
RK: “Well I bet that was not in the grand strategy.”
Baller gingerly gets onto all fours and shakes his head, slightly disorientated from the impact but TGO is quickly over dragging him to his feet and hitting KB with a series of thunderous German suplexes the crowd counting in turn with each impact “1…..2…..3…..4……5” TGO finally releases KB and the champ once again slumps onto all fours winded from the numerous impacts with the canvas…This time however TGO takes a moment to play to the crowd and turns from KB to start up another TGO chant
JR: “A very nice burst of power there from The Great One but as always it doesn’t take long for the ego to take over…. and look KB is getting to his feet”
TGO still orchestrating the crowd does not notice KB who by now is fully upright and beginning to charge straight for him*
RK: “OH OOOOOH”
TGO finally turns around but it’s too late to evade a massive spear tackle as KB launches himself at his former tag partner*
JR: “CRUNCH!!!!!!......now that’s what I call an impact.”
As a result of the tackle KB lands on top of TGO and begins to hit him with a series of punishing right hands, again the crowd counts out the resulting blows 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9….KB looks up and points to the crowd before hitting a final shot 10!!!!
JR: “So far this has been sweet and simple King but bah god both KB and TGO are hitting those moves harder than I’ve seen for a long time.”
RK: “Told ya JR, when both men see gold, they don’t see their friendship no more.”
KB grabs the ropes and pulls himself up from the shell shocked TGO before raising him to his feet and maneuvering him into the center of the ring…….Out of nowhere TGO throws a big right hand that KB blocks and counters with a knee to the mid section swiftly followed by a sweetly executed inverted DDT*
JR: “OUCH!!!.....TGO was looking to bounce back there King but KB was ready and waiting for that slightly desperate attack.”
RK: ”Yep but instead of bouncing back he ended up bouncing off the X_WCW logo slap bang in the middle of the canvas”
JR: “Yep, funnily enough that’s something I’ve always wanted to see happen to you King.”
TGO writhes on the floor clutching the back of his head and KB hops back to his feet looking almost fresh once more……After a few seconds of strutting around the ring KB turns back to TGO who is on all fours still holding the back of his head…KB walks over and again pulls TGO to his feet before hitting him with several vicious chops to the chest pushing him back toward the turnbuckle
JR: “Looks like KB’s lining up for something big here.”
KB throws one last chop then lifts the tired TGO onto the top turnbuckle steps up on to the first then second rope…*
RK:” IT’S CHAOS FROM HEAVEN, CHAOS FROM HEAVEN!!!”
As KB goes to stand on the final rope, TGO as if seemingly snapping out of a trance once again throws a big right hand that lands flush on the chin of KB making him lose his footing and fall nuts first on to the top rope*
RK: “Well don’t expect KB to be making any babies any time soon after that nasty fall……His career as a choir singer could take off though.”
JR: “Will stick to the wrestling please.”
As KB sits in pain on the ropes TGO slowly drags his opponent toward him hooking his leg back over the ropes and positioning him in front of himself….this time it’s KB that tries to throw the big bomb but in a role reversal TGO blocks, hits a head butt then somehow manages to pull KB upward for the Greater End
RK: Oh my god, he can’t be where the hell has this come from KB’s supposed to win.
TGO finally gets into position and as the crowd roars both wrestlers on he delivers the greater end from the top rope, crunching the head of KB straight into the mat
JR: “MASSIVE IMPACT!!!!........TGO HITS THE GREATER END AND FOR KB IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S JUST THAT!!!!”
RK: “What greater??”
JR: “No the end you idiot.”
Both wrestlers lie motionless in the ring the referee standing over them both ready to begin a double count
JR: “AMAZING LOOK TGO IS GETTING TO HIS KNEES……WAIT, AND SO IS BALLER WHAT DO THESE MEN HAVE TO DO TO GET EACH OTHER TO STAY THE HELL DOWN???”
RK: “Maybe they should ask IGZ he’s seems to be a master of putting people out cold, including himself!!”
The ref backs away as both men struggle to their feet TGO slightly ahead of Baller who seems the slightly groggier of the two…..however it’s Baller who makes the first move running at TGO who whips him into the ropes but is then hit by a huge flying clothesline on the return just as he is about to throw out the a big boot
JR: “BAH GOD!!!....this has got to be it for god sake nobodies even tried for a pin yet, surely KB has got to finish this now.”
TGO is seemingly out cold on the canvas and KB is struggling to get up…KB puts his hand on TGO’s chest and the ref moves in for the count but strangely KB pushes him away and gets to his feet*
JR: “What the hell is this guy doing all he has to do is pin him and it’s all over, title retained roll on KB.”
RK: “It’s called a big finish JR, KB’s a showman for crying out loud.”
Sure enough KB stumbles to the turnbuckle and hauls himself to the top rope where he then stands and raises his hands in the air as the crowd roars their approval before throwing himself off and hitting TGO with the high flying Number One Single
JR: “That’s it this mach is OVER king…..KB got up from a tombstone off the top rope and finished this mach off in style with a NOS and as far as the US title go’s that’s exactly what he is!!”
RK: “Single??”
JR: “I really do hate you King.”
This time KB crawls over toward TGO, rolls him onto his back again and lifts his leg for the pin, at the same time the ref slides in checking first with KB and starts the count*
RK: “1,2,3……..KARL BALLER WINS THE US TITLE and with the only pin attempt of the match…AMAZING!!!.”
A ring official slides the US belt into the ring and the Referee places it onto the shoulder of the exhausted KB who is just getting to his feet….KB then thrusts the belt into the air just as “Ima Hustla” hits the speakers once more in unison with a final “BALLER” chant from the buzzing crowd…..However after soaking up the glory for a few moments KB looks over to TGO and proceeds in helping the disorientated wrestler to his feet , shaking his hand and having a few private words with his defeated opponent…TGO then raises the hand of KB once more and the crowd shows their appreciation for the two exhausted superstars.
JR: “Well king that’s a fitting ending to a what was a hard but fair contest, something we could do with seeing more of in the X-WCW.”
RK: “What?? We see hard but fair every time our glorious C.E.O Chris back and the nTo enter the ring.”
JR: “Yeah, and Ignavus is a spritely, well groomed pillar of the community…..you really should work on removing your head from a certain person ass crack you know…….But anyway it’s another W on the record for KB and we have more heart stopping wrestling action still to come so stay tuned for more X-WCW WARZONE!!!”
Backstage
We go backstage with CR and he has with him the X-WCW UW Champ, Ignavus.
CR: "We are here backstage with the X-WCW champion, Ignavus! Igz, today marks the X-WCW's first show of the year 2007. So before anything else, Igz, what is YOUR new years resolution?"
Igz: "To not make a resolution... first you have to think about them, then do them, then... other stuff. Wait... making a resolution to not make a resolution is a resolution! I've already failed. Son of a bitch, I always suck at this."
CR: "Tonight, on Warzone, this show has its fair share with contraversy. Earlier tonight, Tony Bonito claimed that it was CB who helped fired him at 2NLW by forging his health file. Igz, in regards to that thing with CB and TB, any idea who really screwed who? And by screw..I do not mean the three letter words that starts with an 's' ok?"
Igz: "Hmm..well, our doctor over at 2NLW isn't exactly competent. He kinda reminds me of someone out of a cartoon I saw once... so honestly, I have no idea. And I don't really care, that guy was kinda a jerk, anyway."
CR: "Onto pressing matters now. Tonight, you will face off against Grandmaster E in defense of your title belt. However, I gotta ask you this...WHY DID YOU FELL ALSEEP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING?"
Igz: "I only got 20 hours of sleep that night! That's practically an all nighter for me! But don't worry - I won't fall asleep again tonight for sure! I'm gonna drink all this!"
Igz picks up a cup of coffee, then chugs it. His eyes start to water.
Igz: "OH GOD IT BURNS!!!!!"
He falls down, out of sight of the camera. We then see CR looking at the fallen champ before he yells to the people outside.
CR: “HEY! WE NEED SOME HELP HERE!”
He looks back at the camera
CR: “Well, lets go back to ringside!”
X-WCW World Championship
Grandmaster E vs Igz (c)
We go to ringside and we see THII in the middle of the ring with her mic.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall and its is for the X-WCW Ultimate World Championship!”
JR: “We are back here at the staples center for our main event! It’s the X-WCW UW title match between Ignavus and Grandmaster E!”
RK: “It’s the top two wrestlers of the X-WCW today, JR! I cant wait to see these two square it off in the ring.”
“King of my castle” hits the speakers and Grandmaster E comes out to the ringside area. The fans give him a big ovation and rains down the cheers as he makes his way down the ramp. While he makes his entrance, the arena lights start to strobe and flash around.
THII: “Introducing first, from Australia. He weighs in at 224 lbs…the challenger…GRANDMASTER E!!!”
JR: “Here he comes, King! Grandmaster E, a former X-WCW UW Champion, will challenge Ignavus tonight for the gold.”
RK: “I think he got a lucky break last Nitro when he pinned an already softened up Otacon to get to this challenge.”
JR: “Even though he is a fan favorite, King, you couldn’t blame him for seeing his opening to get the match.”
RK: “The only thing I cant blame him is leaving the company after GZ4. That way, we don’t get to see him on his high horse and kissing these people’s asses after 12-20 months more here in the X-WCW!”
GME enters the ring and heads to the nearby corner. Once he reaches the top, he poses for the fans and they continue to cheer at the challenger. His music gets cut as he jumps off the corner and “Clint Eastwood” blares through the speakers. Ignavus comes out to the ringside area looking a bit too hyper for his own good. He has the X-WCW UW title on his waist and he starts to jump up and down the stage like a kid who was overfed by sugar recently, but the fans forgive him and give a HUGE round of cheers for the current champ.
THII: “And his opponent, from Simsburt CT. He is the current X-WCW Ultimate World Champion…IGNAVUS!!!”
As soon as he hears his name, the hyperactive champ runs down the ramp and quickly slides into the ring. However, the long slide makes him skid all the way to the end of the other ring and he collides head on with the nearby camera lens.
RK: “OUCH!”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet and staggers back as he holds his forehead for a while. He shakes it off a couple of times and shouts “IM OKAY!” to the fans with a big thumbs up. The fans start to cheer louder yet again to the champ while he climbs up the top. He poses for the fans and taps his belt rapidly before he does an amazing back flip back onto the mat. Once he was back in the mat, the referee approaches him and tries to grab the belt, however Ignavus slaps him repeatedly on the hands at every attempt. Finally, after a few attempts, the referee points up the ceiling for the champ to look up and he follows the ref. While he was busy, the referee sneaks in and snatches the title out of his waist. The ref raises the belt in the air before he heands it to the ringside staff member.
RK: “We FINALLY got the damn title off the hyperactive champ.”
JR: “It seemed like Ignavus gulped too much coffee earlier in his interview with Cole Ryan now did he?”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Ignavus extends his hand to the challenger, GME, and he agrees. Both men shake hands, but before GME could let go, Igz continues to shake it violently. GME tells him to stop already, but it doesn’t stop the champ from doing his impersonation of Mr. Shakehands Man from Banzai. After a few seconds, GME cant take it anymore and just clotheslines Ignavus off to next Tuesday. Ignavus slowly gets to his feet, but still shows some signs of being hyper. GME charges at him, but he gets tripped way fast with a drop toe hold by the champ. Ignavus goes over GME pretty quickly and applies a grounded side headlock.
JR: “Grandmaster E slowly gets to his feet and starts to hammer away on the mid-section of the champ with some elbow shots.”
RK: “Its time for Iganvus to let go if he knows what’s good for him.”
GME gets out of the headlock and shoves Igz into the ropes. On his way back, GME catches him with a back body drop, but Ignavus does a flip mid-air and lands on his feet. He bounces off the other end and does a fake baseball slide before he delivers a handspring back elbow to the back of GME’s neck. While GME is still up, we see Ignavus starting to jump around the mat, implying that he is still hooked on the brew he just drank moments before the match.
RK: “WOW! I’d never seen that from Igz inside a wrestling ring! I guess it pays off for him to be this hyper huh, JR?”
JR: “Indeed so, I..guess?”
GME gets to a vertical base and the champ scouts him. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and goes for a crossbody block, but GME catches him. With Ignavus on his clutches, he puts him up his shoulders before he takes him down with a samoan drop.
JR: “What a quick comeback there by GME! He takes down the champ with a samoan drop!”
GME goes for the pin, but Ignavus gets a shoulder up even before the ref would slap the mat. Both men scramble up to a vertical base and Ignavus surprises GME with a couple of fast right hands to the face. Ignavus delivers a hard knee to the gut of GME before he goes for a vertical suplex. Ignavus has GME up, but somehow, GME uses his weight to put himself down again and reverses the move into a snap suplex. He waits for Ignavus to get up before he takes him down this time with a hip toss. Once Ignavus is back up, GME attempts another hiptoss, but its blocked by the champ. Ignavus kicks GME before he backflips behind GME and takes him down with a back suplex.
JR: “A kick flip into a back suplex combo by the champ! WOW! I haven’t seen this much action since well…last PPV! And to think, people say Ignavus won that title match with Otacon via fluke.”
RK: “Well, he wasn’t on coffee before the match, so its still a good argument.”
Ignavus picks up the challenger and starts to deliver some quick kicks to the mid-section before he backs him into the corner. Once there, Ignavus starts to deliver some quick shoulder charges to the mid-section as well. Ignavus makes a dash onto the opposite corner before he runs back to the corner were GME is and do a splash. However, its too late as GME avoids the collision and leaves Ignavus hit head first onto the top turnbuckle. Ignavus turns around and lets out a ‘woo!’ just like Flair before he flops face first onto the mat. GME shakes his head and is albeit confused on Ignavus’ current hyper tendency inside the ring before he picks up the champ. He delivers some hard chops to the chest of Ignavus before he lines him up for a powerslam. He connects with the powerslam and Ignavus is down on the mat.
JR: “Grandmaster E takes down Ignavus there with a hard powerslam onto the mat!”
RK: “And now, it seems like the challenger is playing the waiting game on Igz.”
Grandmaster E waits for Ignavus to get to his feet before he delivers some hard hitting shots to the body of his opponent. He goes for a punch to the head, but Iganvus blocks it and kicks him on the gut. Ignavus goes for another kick but Grandmaster E blocks it. He spins the leg around, but it’s a terrible decision on the part of the challenger as Ignavus delivers a hard spin kick on the back of GME’s head on his way back. With GME down for a while, Ignavus makes a bounce off the ropes and delivers a spinning elbow drop on his opponent.
JR: “I have seen him do those two moves during his early days here in the X-WCW, king. Surprising to see him do that again.”
RK: “Hey, unlike some champ in another federation, Ignavus’ move can exceed 5 moves.”
Ignavus picks up GME and goes behind him for a german suplex. However, the challenger blocks the suplex attempt and delivers a couple of elbow shots to the side of Igz’s head. GME does a standing switch and goes for a german suplex as well. But, just like what he did, Ignavus blocks the attempt of GME. Ignavus uses his head to ram the face of GME for the challenger to let go, and it works. While GME is busy holding his face in pain, Ignavus turns around and goes for a clothesline. Grandmaster E, just in time, takes off his hand and spots Ignavus going for him. He ducks down and grabs Ignavus for the overhead belly to back suplex. Ignavus manages to land on his feet and sneak behind GME for a sleeper hold. GME quickly reverses the move as he grabs one of Ignavus’ arm and goes behind him for an arm wrench. Ignavus runs towards the nearby corner while he has his arm locked and springs up the ropes before he somehow manages to do a turn-around and plant GME down the mat with DDT.
JR: “BAH GAWD! The champ just defied the law of physics with that move!”
RK: “Really? I thought he just ripped off Rey Mysterio with that move if you asked me.”
The fans chant “IG-NA-VUS!” while both men are down. Slowly, Ignavus gets to his feet and waits for GME to get to his feet. He greets GME with a couple of forearm smashes to the head before he backs him into the ropes. From there, he shoots him into the other side. GME bounces off the ropes and takes down the champ with a shoulder block. GME waits for Ignavus to get up before he delivers a running forearm smash to take down the champ. Ignavus slowly gets to his feet as we see GME’s arms flailing into the air like he is about to lock the champ into something.
JR: “GME’s is motioning that he will go do a submission move here..”
RK: “Which would likely be a sleeper but you are trying to hype up such an overused move…”
JR: “And he locks a COBRA CLUTCH ON IGNAVUS!”
RK: “Oh…that was kinda surprising, I gotta admit that.”
The fans still cheer on for both men as GME has locked in a sleeper hold variation that is the kryptonite to Ignavus’ wrestling career. Ignavus tries to struggle out of the hold by moving around the ring, but it just worsens the predicament as the champ is using a lot of effort into getting out of the hold. Soon enough, Ignavus goes down to his knees while GME continues to put pressure on the Cobra Clutch move that he has on Ignavus. However, GME looks at the outside of the ring and lets go of Ignavus and heads nearby the ropes. The camera pans over to the stage and we see Otacon making his way down the ramp.
JR: “GME was ABOUT to get the victory, but he let go and got distracted by Otacon.”
RK: “And it seems to be these two guys are going at it with a shouting match.”
Both men start to verbally mouth off one another, until the referee reminds GME that he is in a match and he should get back to it. GME shrugs Otacon off while the Con Man makes his way into the announce booth with JR and King. Inside the ring, we see GME going back towards the fallen Ignavus and picking him up.
RK: “Well it seems like we got a guest right now, JR, so bring out the extra headset!”
JR: “While I’m at it, we gotta take a break folks.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
***Commercial Break***
We see a number of X-WCW wrestlers in action with different clips being shown in the screen. After a few seconds, the footage explodes and we get the X-WCW logo.
VO: “Its been five shows already, and its been HOT!”
We see a clip of Seith Helloct fight Christopher Back in the hellfire match before we get more voice overs.
VO: “The X-WCW will continue its house show wars with…COLD VENGANCE!”
**********************
We go back from the break and we see GME locking on a sleeper hold on the champ while he slowly gets up.
JR: “Welcome back to Warzone, right now we got a special guest commentator here at ringside, Otacon.”
Con Man: “You damn right I’m special! I’m the most revered man here in the X-WCW, that is until that stupid slacker by the name of Ignavus got lucky and pinned me for MY X-WCW UW title. That poofter known as GME, is also as lucky as him, seeing that he took advantage of me and Ignavus while we were both asleep inside the ring.”
JR: “I cant say that he did become opportunistic in that triple threa…”
Con Man: “HELL NO! He wasn’t opportunistic, he was a predator. I guess that’s what he does every night, stalk a man who goes to sleep and PIN him down his bed! He makes me sick, well..BOTH of them make me sick!”
We go back into the ring and we see the champ starts to shake his arms around like he is about to build his momentum. He starts to deliver some elbows to the mid-section before he tries to make a run out of the hold. However, GME still has grasp of Ignavus and takes him down hard on the mat. Ignavus clutches the back of his head while he is down and GME delivers a leg drop right on the throat of the champ.
JR: “Ignavus tried to gain momentum there, but the challenger got a hold of him and slammed him right down the mat.”
RK: “That was brutal! Hey otacon, why you here again?”
Con Man: “Since Chris Back felt it was of my ‘best interest’ NOT to have a match, why not just go watch the main event up close and personal? I mean, I’d have a better time watching it here with both of these losers trying to beat each other up live rather than a stupid feed from the TV on the arena’s backstage area. I tell ya, its crowded backstage. They aint as smart as I am to just go here and watch it for themselves.”
Grandmaster E picks up Ignavus and delivers some hard clubs to the back of the champion’s head. He pulls him between his legs and sets him up for a powerbomb.
JR: “Here it is! GME is about to put Ignavus in one of his ‘murder moves’!!!”
Con Man: “Murder wha…what is he really? A second rate techno DJ or a second rate gangsta now? Or no..a second rate emo poof?”
RK: “Emo poof? What the HELL is that?”
Con Man: “Ask him later after this match, you’d be surprised to know…or not.”
GME hauls Igz up for the powerbomb, but Ignavus counters it with a hurracanrana. GME gets up after a while and charges at Ignavus, only to get hit by a hard knee lift to the chin.
RK: “Well, now Igz just ripped off another forme champ by the name of Triple H. Nice goin Igz, whats next, doin the FU?!”
Con Man: “I aint surprise if that damn slacker would do such a thing. It don’t matter if he imitated some champs or do new moves, sooner or later that belts gonna be MINE…again.”
Ignavus lifts GME up on his feet and puts him up in a fireman’s carry position.
Con Man: “SEE? SEE THAT? He IS going to do it!”
JR: “I dunno about you, Otacon, but that’s the setup of Igz normal finisher called the ‘slacker tower’.”
Con Man: “I don’t care, I just know he would..LOOK!”
The camera focuses back on Igz, who does the ‘you cant see me’ sign before he carries GME back in full force. However, instead of an FU, he DOES deliver his correct finisher that he calls Slacker Tower.
JR: “BAH GAWD! SLACKER TOWER! WITH AUTHORITY!!!”
RK: “I guess JR got it right, con man.”
Con Man: “UGH! That’s it, I’d had it!”
We hear a headset getting taken out off-camera as we see both Ignavus and GME down on the mat. Slowly, Ignavus crawls towards the fallen challenger and places his arm on top of him.
JR: “Here is the pin by Ignavus and he is about to retain his title 1…2..WHAT IN THE?!”
We see Otacon sliding into the ring with a chair and he smacks it across the back of Ignavus. The referee sees this and calls for the bell. The bell is rung and THII announces the outcome.
THII: “The winner and STILL X-WCW UW Champion as a result of a disqualification…IGNAVUS!!!”
JR: “That despicable piece of trash! He just came here just to disrupt this main event contest!”
RK: “NO! He came here to get a closer view of the match, idiot.”
Back in the ring, we see Otacon continuing his assault on Ignavus with the steel chair as he delivers three straight shots to the back of the champion. He drops the chair and picks up Ignavus and delivers the final impact.
JR: “Otacon, talking about being opportunistic, is just some sort of hypocrite right now. He attacks the champ with a chair and delivers his own finisher…this is just disgracefull.”
With Ignavus down on the mat, Otacon focuses his sights on GME. He hauls Grandmaster E back to his feet before he as well gets a Final Impact for his troubles. Otacon looks at the carnage that he created inside the ring and leaves it for a while. He snatches the mic from THII before he grabs a nearby chair. He tosses the chair into the ring and he slides back there as well. The fans boo loudly at Otacon as he is about to speak at the mic.
Con Man: “You know what, you two, I’ve been sick and tired of hearing all this hype about your match tonight. I am so sick and tired of being the one who is OUT of the title picture. Further more, you two are nothing but pretenders to the X-WCW UW title..MY title! Its mine dammit, and if you two wanna get in my way of retrieving it, then I’d guess I’d have to do something right now!”
Otacon drops the mic and drags the fallen Ignavus beside the equally unconscious Grandmaster E. There, he places one chair below the two men and grabs the other chair that lies on the side of the ring.
JR: “oh good heavens no! DON’T DO IT OTACON! DON’T!”
RK: “I guess he cant be stopped now, JR! He is one pissed of customer.”
Before he could use the chair on Igz and GME, the referee tries to get the chair off him. Otacon kicks the referee and smacks him over the head with the steel chair. He goes over the GME and Ignavus, who are lying face down on the chair before he slowly raises the steel chair he has on his hands. After raising it, he quickly drops it onto the other chair to sandwich both men into a one-man con-chair-to!
JR: “WHAT A SICKENING THUD! DAMN YOU OTACON, DAMN YOU TA HELL!!!”
RK: “My goodness, that was so brutal, JR. Heck both men aren’t even moving right now! Well folks, we are outta time right now. So for James Russell, this is the king sayin..GOOD NIGHT!”
Otacon smirks at the fallen GME and Ignavus as Warzone comes to a close.