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Live on PPV
Sunday 7th July 2002
Fleet Center
Boston, Massachusetts.
Attendance: 23, 467
Masta P: for christs sake dude, you said you could drive!
The driver is then revealed as the Waterguy
Water Guy: I can, just not to well
Q-Zee: Man i'm gonna be sick.
Davey K: Dude do you think we need this, we've all got huge matches tonight, and your driving like JVD, Drunk, on crack.
Rookie: That's harsh dude. I doubt JVD can drive.
Davey K: True, why should she leave her true calling of standing on curbs.
Masta P: Anyway, lets get inside, we need to prepare.
Ted Tedison then walks over to the Playaz club
Tedison: Playaz club, a few words before you go inside?
Q-Zee: Who's going inside, what do you know Fred?
Rookie: I think he meant inside the building dude.
Q-Zee: OH sure Ted what do you want to know.
Tedison: What do you
Masta P cuts Ted off
Masta P: Yeah what do you think are chances are tonight, well I think I speak for all of us when I say that the playaz club are gonna take everything tonight, by everything I mean, Gold, respect, power, you name it were going to take it.
Davey K: And don't think no punk called Austin Cain, the Russians, or "the fastest rising superstar" Jason Hunt are going to stand in our way.
Rookie: But Ted if you excuse we have matches to get ready for.
the four men walk inside, leaving Ted alone, then behind him he hears the limo start up and then stall
Water Guy: (hanging out of window) Ted, can you drive?
Tedison: Sort it out your self.
The scene fades to black
The chorus to "Body Crumbles" by Dry Cell hits the arena as the crowd go wild here in the Fleet Centre, Boston Massachusetts. Almost immediately a chant of "Homicide" rings out around the arena. The camera flashes across the arena and then zooms down towards the PWF announcing team of Jason Stanyer and the "Big Dawg" Dave Harley.
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to the Fleet Center smack bang in the middle of Boston, Mass for the PWF's 11th PPV, House of Pain. We are in for an amazing night of action, which from the look of the card, will have a LOT of pain attached to it.
Dawg: Boston Massacre, Octagon, Glass Cage, and a Japanese Death Match. This is one night of hardcore.
Stanyer: Someone obviously took the "Pain" title a little to literally, but one way or another, we are in for a fantastic night of wrestling action. Lets just hope the ring isn't red by the end of the night.
Dawg: I can see that happening.
Stanyer: And then of course, Homicide is set to return to his hometown to face Solo in "Boston Massacre IV".
Dawg: Wait, I'm being told that Jason Hunt is with Ted Tedision, this should be interesting.
Stanyer: Indeed, Hunt is scheduled to finally settle his feud with Davey K inside a Steel Cage later tonight.
The camera pans in and Jason Hunt is standing in his locker room with Ted Tedison next to him. Hunt is wearing a sleeveless gWo t-shirt and has a big smirk on his face.
Tedison: Jason Hunt, tonight is your big night as you face "The Superstar" Davey K in a steel cage match.
Hunt: That's right, tonight is my big night. Tonight is the night I knock off all the crap and focus on winning, and focus on beating the hell out of Davey K. None of his little friends can help him tonight, it's finally me and him, one on one, we'll find out who the better man is. And that better man is Jason Hunt.
Tedison: As I have asked before you are becoming affiliated with Tommy Decat, a CPW superstar. What is the reason for this?
Hunt: Dude, you'll see in due time. All I can say is it is very beneficial to both of us...mainly me.
Tedison: Jason Hunt always the unselfish one.
Hunt: Ya damn right I don't look out for anyone but myself, that's the way it should be. I don't allow myself to get caught up in anyone elses problems.
Tedison: You recently had a musical performance perfroming your new song "Bad Ass" please explain this.
Hunt: My new band, The Jason Hunt Experience. Don't worry this is not going to be a huge thing or take away any time from the ring. The song kicked ass didn't it?
Tedison: It wasn't no Elvis Presley but it was okay I guess. Did you write the song yourself?
Hunt: Wrote the lyrics myself, damn I am so multi-talented it's not even funny.
Tedison: Well you seem very sure of yourself, how have you prepared for your match tonight?
Hunt: Well Tedster, I didn't even have to prepare for this match. I am well endowed in the cage match scenario and my track record against Davey K speaks for itself. I have beaten him many times in the past and tonight is going to be nothing different.
Tedison: No special training regiments?
Hunt: Why would I go and do a stupid thing like that and waste my time? All the times I had beat Davey K I was on the heels of the Jason Hunt Experiment. I was very busy at that time with the show and even injured from my match, but I still managed to kick his ass week in and week out. How can he compare to that?
Tedison: Davey K is a very talented and well scouted superstar, you better becareful out there and take some precautions or you might end up on the losing side.
Hunt: Ted let me get this straight with you, any side that Jason Hunt is on is a winning side. I am a natural born winner unlike Davey K who just manages to spew out suck left and right. While normal people sweat urea, I sweat pure excellence and Davey K, well he sweats pure suck. That's how it has always been.
Tedison: Are we going to see some trickery by you or interference from Tommy Decat?
Hunt: Tom? Hell no, like I told him there is no chance in hell he is going to get into the Pwf. He can stay down in the Cpw all he wants with his little damn hamster. Jason Hunt doesn't need to have any interference to win a match. Davey K on the other hand does, just look at Battle Of Britian. He had his little Playaz Club buddies come out and attack me during the middle of the match. Totally unfair.
Tedison: Well The Russians...
Hunt: Don't worry about The Russians, they aren't going to do anything tonight. This is strictly Jason Hunt and Davey K. This is going to be a big night for the gWo, I have the utmost confidence that Sabre will win his vicious match and I know for a fact that I will beat the living hell out of Davey K.
Tedison: Only one thing left to be said, why does I always have to be the one to interview you?
Hunt: Because you are addicted to me, that's what makes you a JasonHolic.
The camera fades out as Hunt flexes his biceps and kisses them.
Stanyer: Hunt as confident as always.
Dawg: And he has every right to be confident, not only is he gWo, but he's one of the best in the business, and tonight he'll prove that against Davey K.
Stanyer: Wait a second, I think our cameras have found Davey K, lets see what he's up to.
Davey K is seen standing outside his locker room idly bouncing a ball up and down, he is approached by the water guy---dressed once again as water man
Water Man: Citizen K, you shall battle tonight.
Davey K: Yeah, dude, why the hell are you dressed like that again?
Water Man: Dressed in my normal clothes?
Davey K: Ok, so do you see people wandering around in a cape everyday?
Water Man: Yeah!
Davey K: Listen to the words in the question, do you see many people with capes?
Water Man: No....
Davey K: So who wears them?
Water Man: Me and Melvin
Davey K: Sometimes dude I despair.
Water Man: My ways are misunderstood
Davey K: Your ways are freaked out.
Water Man: Will you require my assitance later on?
Davey K: Definatley not, DEFINATLEY not.
Water Man: Ok, so my powers not needed.
Davey K: You have no damn powers! Your a man in a suit who throws water at people.
Water Man: Tushay Davey, your words have hurt me. I must consult Melvin...and rekindle my powers.....it becomes blurry
The Water Man runs away
Davey K: Why the hell did I give him a job......
Dawg: Water Man. It just gets worse every day.
Stanyer: What did you expect? Nothing around Davey K is ever quite normal.
Dawg: Nothing ever seems normal around here.
"Immortally Insane" by Pantera hits the speaker and Law Hiyabusa walks onto the ramp. Law has shed his wrestling attire for his street clothes; black shirt, black leather pants and dark shades. He calmly walks to the ring giving high fives to the fans along the way. When he jumps into the ring he asks the stagehand for a mic so he can begin to speak.
Stanyer: Law Hiyabusa? This isn't quite what I expected, I thought Austin Can v Rookie was the opening match.
Dawg: I think it still is, I think Law has somethng to say.
Law: You know, I've been thinking about this whole fued with Loki and myself and him stealing my title. And I figure, hey what the heck, how about I just give Loki the title and just endthe whole silly thing. So Loki! How about you come out here and we make amends?
Stanyer: Is he serious?
Law waits patiently for Loki to come to the ring. All of a sudden "Mope" by Bloodhoung Gang hits the speakers and a fat guy wearing Loki's attire and a genuine replica of the lightweight title comes into view. The camera cuts back to the ring and Law takes off his glasses and begins to bite his bottom lip to keep from lauging. The Loki look-a-like comes to the ring and climbs the the turnbuckle and nearly falls off. This makes Law bite his lip even harder. He finally makes it into the squared circle is face to face with Law.
Stanyer: Hahahaha, now that's comedy for ya.
Dawg: Not funny.
Law: Well, uh, Loki. You put on a little weight since the last time we met, eh? Which is ironic. How can you be so big and still be considered the champion? I'll tell you what, since we're such close friends, how about I help you lose that weight and I won't even think about being the lightweight champ? How's that sound?
"Loki:" Well that sounds good and all but...
Law cuts him off in midsentence.
Law: I knew you see it my way! Now off to the back my chubby comrade.
Law's music hits and the fat guy heads through the ropes to get out of the ring. He gets tangled in them and Law, being the friend that he is, kicks him in the butt and he goes tumbling on to the floor. Law makes his way after and the go into the backstage area.
Stanyer: Somehow I don't quite think Law's plan will work, but hey, it's worth a try
Dawg: I think we'll still be seeing Law v Loki after this match.
Stanyer: We got a great show for all the PWF fans here tonight. In our first match up, we have Austin Cain v The Rookie.
Dawg: This should be a good match indeed. The young fresh talent in the PWF never ceases to amaze me.
Stanyer: We should expect a very close technical bout here, both of these men are excellent mat wrestlers and superb ring psychologists.
Dawg: Whatever he just said.
Credit: Goatman
"All Eyes On Me" by 2Pac hits as The Rookie walks down to the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd
James: Introducing from Los Angeles, California, weighing 245lbs, The Rookie.
The house lights cut out and the words "THE SUPREME PHENOM" scroll across the titantron. A flood of powerful white light erupts from the entry way. A single silhouetted figure steps out of the light as the instrumental "Jesus Christ Superstar" begins playing over the sound system, growing louder as it appraoches the musical climax. The figure raises his arms above his head and, just as the music peaks, flips both of his middle fingers up to the crowd. Pyros simutaneously explode across the stage, the white light cuts, the house lights come back on, tinted orange, and the music changes radically to Run DMC's "Tougher than Leather" - "UNCONCEIVABLE, UNBELIEVABLE - GRAMMAR LIKE A HAMMER INFORMATION RECEIVABLE, SENT BY THE LORD, HERE AND ABROAD, WITH WORDS WELL ADORED - NOW THEY CAN'T BE IGNORED!" A grinning Austin Cain makes his way down the ramp with a white monagrammed towel over his shoulder, he walks with a swaggering strut as he jaws at the booing fans. Briefly, he stops to point out a random fan and mouth the word "loser" to the camera. When he reaches the ring apron he slides under the bottom rope to the center of the mat, and pops up on one knee, posing with his arms outstreched as if he were being showered with praise, instead of jeers. He rises and wipes the sweat off of his forehead and face with the towel, then throws it to the audience. He mounts the second turnbuckle, laughs and points down at the fans who are scrambling for the towel.
James: Introducing from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing 248lbs, "The Supreme Phenom" Austin Cain!!
Report: The match starts with Austin Cain attempting a single leg take down which is missed. The Rookie points and Austin Cain laughing at the telegraphed shot. Cain smacks the Rookie across the face and does a double leg take down. The Rookie quickly turns to his base. Cain is chopping away at The Rookies elbow trying to knock him down to the mat. The Rookie stands up with Cain holding on to him around the waist. The Rookie runs to the ropes where the ref orders a break in the hold. The Rookie slaps both elbows before locking up. The Rookie hits a firemans carry and holds on to the arm which he applies pressure in a hold. Cain bridges up and does a backward somersault getting him to his base. The Rookie quickly gets behind him and wraps both hands around Cain's waist not letting him escape. Austin Cain sits out and escapes.
Stanyer: Austin Cain showing his wrestling capabilities here.
Dawg: This nut job was shadow wrestling in the back before he came out.
Austin Cain throws a headlock on to The Rookie. The Rookie struggles before pushing Cain off into the ropes followed by a quick shoulder thrust knocking Cain down. Cain gets to his feet and locks up with the Rookie and hits a quick snap mare which results directly into rear chin lock. Cain shouts to the crowd that he has more mat skills than The Rookie. Cain slams Rookie backwards to the mat and covers. 1.... Rookie gets his shoulder up. Both men get to their feet. The Rookie hits a cheap head butt that is followed by a textbook suplex. The startled Cain gets up and complains to the referee for the headbutt, which he claims is an illegal strike. The Rookie wastes no time and nails a neck breaker. The Rookie picks up Cain and Irish whips him to the ropes, on the return he leapfrogs over Cain and lands a drop kick when Cain returns again. The Rookie grabs a leg and goes for a quick single crab. Cain is able to push up off the mat and turns around and kicks the Rookie in the bottom breaking the hold. Cain gets to his feet and tells Rookie to "Come on". Austin Cain goes after the Rookie and hits him with a hard chop across the chest. The Rookie takes a few steps back and gets hit with another hard chop to the chest. Austin Cain takes a step back then steps forward hitting a third chop knocking the Rookie into the corner. Cain takes his shoulder and rams it into the gut of the Rookie. The Rookie really sells the pain and Cain lunges forward again with a hard hit to the abdomen. Again, the Rookie sells the pain. Cain takes a step back and rams his shoulder again but the Rookie leaps up over Cain's back and rolls through into a pinning situation. 1...2... Cain kicks out.
Stanyer: Near fall
Cain gets up angry and clobbers the Rookie in the head with a closed fist. The Rookie responds with a punch of his own. Both men take swings on each other until Cain blocks a punch and hits a Japanese wizard taking the Rookie down into an arm bar. The Rookie bridges up and does a backward somersault and ends up reversing the move twisting Austin Cain's arm. The Rookie holds on the arm and stands up with it and tugs on the wrist snapping at the elbow. Cain is able to get his other hand in the face of the Rookie and gives him a quick thumb to the eye. Cain puts The Rookie into a hammerlock. The Rookie reverses and puts Cain in a hammerlock. Cain struggles a bit but reverses himself. Cain Irish whips the Rookie into the ropes and charges at him. Right when the Rookie hits the rope Cain strikes with a jumping calf kick flipping the Rookie backwards to the outside. Cain gets up quick to give his "How great am I?" taunt. The Rookie takes a few steps around the ring shaking off the calf kick damage before climbing up to apron to re-enter the ring. Austin Cain however is in the way and locks up with the Rookie. Cain attempts to suplex the Rookie back in but The Rookie reverses with a suplex of his own sending Cain outside. The Rookie measures up and hits a double axe handle to the grounded Cain. The Rookie pulls Cain up to his feet but is surprised when Cain grabs an ankle and sneaks in The Japanese Leg Roll. Cain keeps the pressure on until moments before the referee counts him out which he lets go of the move hits a knee stomp on the concrete then slides in the ring. The Rookie wastes no time rushing back to the ring despite the obvious pain in his legs. The Rookie barely able to stand wildly swings at Cain, which is ducked. Cain gets behind and nails a back reverse suplex. Cain dishes out a quick knee smash.
Dawg: Cain has been known to attack the knees.
The Rookie crawls over to the ropes, which he uses to help him get to his feet. The confident Cain goes to grab the Rookie but is surprised with an ankle pick turned dragon screw. The Rookie wastes no time to slap on a figure four-leg lock. Cain is rocking back in forth in pain. The Rookie leans back and pushes up with his hands to exert more force on Cain's knees. Cain slaps the mat with his hands and the referee asks if Cain wants to submit. Cain says, "No" but it only appears to be inevitable he will.
Stanyer: What a shocker here! The tables have been turned around and it looks like Cain is now the one in trouble.
Cain lies on the mat in pain and the referee starts to count for a pin 1...2... Cain gets his shoulder up. Cain leans forward and tries to punch the Rookie but the Rookie leans further back and the Austin Cain immediately falls back to the mat in pain. The referee checks the shoulder blades on the mat then starts to count for a pin 1...2... Austin Cain gets the shoulder up. Cain tries to turn the Rookie over on the side but Rookie keeps his balance and Cain is unable to budge him. Cain props his hands up and starts to walk towards the ropes. The Rookie sits forward and Cain buckles falling down to the mat.
Dawg: This is the position where the Rookie wants to be. When he pushes forward it bends the bottom leg the wrong way and it kills.
Stanyer: Indeed.
Cain holds his head in agony as the Rookie sits triumphantly with a content smile across his face. Cain sits back up and punches The Rookie. The Rookie punches Cain back. Austin Cain punches the Rookie knocking him off balance. Cain turns the move over for a reversal. The Rookie quickly uses his hands to walk to the rope where the referee calls for a break. Both men try to stand up but fall to the ground. The Rookie sticks his head in the side of Cain for a bow and arrow cradle. 1...2... Cain kicks out. The Rookie stays on Cain and hooks his leg applies the guillotine (horizontal abdominal stretch). Cain's face sells a lot of pain. The Rookie talks smack to Cain. The camera zooms in close and by careful inspection the lips can be read to say, "I am the better wrestler." In deep pain, Austin Cain elbows the face of the Rookie. The Rookie holds on to the hold and yanks harder on Austin Cain's head.
Stanyer: The Rookie practically ripping off Cain's head.
The referee asks Cain if he wants to submit but Cain refuses. Cain again elbows Cain in the head. Cain gives a flury of repeated elbow strikes that breaks the hold. Cain gets to his feet and is all fired up. The Rookie swings at Cain and it is blocked and Cain returns a right punch. The Rookie swings again at Cain and it is blocked and Cain lands another right hand. Cain swings again punching The Rookie in the head. The Rookie takes a few steps back and Cain lands another punch. Cain reaches back and swings again but The Rookie blocks and lands a standing clothesline knocking Cain on his back.
Dawg: Lights out.
The Rookie picks up Cain and delivers a snap suplex. The Rookie orders Cain to his feet and locks up and executes a brainbuster. With Cain on the floor bracing his head, The Rookie goes over to the turnbuckle and unties the top pad. The Rookie lifts up Cain.
Stanyer: Looks like The Rookie is going to powerbomb Austin Cain into the turnbuckle.
Austin Cain's arms are moving about as if he is off balance. Cain reaches over and grabs the nearly position referee. Cain grabs hold of the referee's shirt and pulls it over his head. Cain performs a hurricanranna, which sends The Rookie into the unpadded turnbuckle.
Stanyer: Austin Cain is using the unpadded turnbuckle to gain an advantage.
Austin Cain grabs the back of the head of The Rookie and delivers a devastating Reverse DDT Driver. Cain covers. The referee pulls his shirt off revealing a tattoo of a heart that reads "I LUV MUM." The crowd snickers as the referee counts 1...2.... 3....
Stanyer: The Rookie had this one stolen from him as Cain cheats to win.
Dawg: "The Supreme Phenom" Austin Cain has done nothing wrong. He is not even the one who ripped the pads off. I do not see how you can claim he cheated.
Stanyer: Because it's the truth!!
Jason Hunt is walking around in the backstage area sipping on a bottle of water when a young man approaches him and he is out of breath.
Young Man: Jason....(catches his breath)
Hunt: Yes my JasonHolic what is it?
Young Man: ... (coughs)
Hunt: What are you trying to say man.
Young Man: The...Playaz....Club....(coughs)
Hunt: They suck, yes I know.
Young Man: They....did...
Hunt: What did they do? Tell me? Was it another promo full of pure and absolute suck? If it was I am truly deeply sorry for having to endure the high concentrated levels of suck that they emit.
Young Man: Your....car...
Hunt: The Eclipse? What about it? I know it's a really kick ass car isn't it. I've only gotten it up to 130, but I have a feeling it can go so much faster.
Young Man: Mass....damage.
Hunt: Damage to what?
Young Man: Your....car...(coughs)
Hunt: First off, damn you are the most out of shape person I have ever seen in my life. There was damage to my car? What type of damage? I swear if anyone touched this Eclipse there is going to be some hell to pay.
Young Man: The Playaz Club did some damage to your car, go check it out.
Hunt: Was it bad?
Young Man: Not that bad, but still.
Hunt: Damn it. Not this crap again.
Hunt pats him on the back and gives him his bottle of water and then Hunt walks to the parking lot and runs towards his Eclipse. He examines the car to find a large dent in the drivers side door.
Hunt: Fizzy fizzy, fizuck. The Playaz Club is going to pay for this, but first i'm going to get my bottle of water back.
The camera fades out as Hunt runs back to the young man for his bottle of water
Stanyer: Looks like Water Guy did a bit of damage when he drove the Playaz Club into the arena.
Dawg: They should ban him from the roads. I wouldn't want to be in the same state if he got into a car again.
Stanyer: From the look of the Playaz Club earlier, neither would I .
The camera fades into the training room of the arena with "Loki" on the floor and Law standing over him.
Law: Come on! We've been here for thirty minutes and you've only done two push ups! TWO! The number after one and before three! How do you expect to be a champion if you can't do at least twenty? What was I thinking?
"Loki:" They're too hard!
Law: "They're too hard! I can't do them! I'm a fat ugly guy who cant do two push ups!" Quit your crying!
Law looks a the camera man.
Law: Can't you do two push ups?
The camera shakes up and down telling that he actually can do two push ups and possibly more.
Law: See? Even the guy behind the camera can do them and he's in worse shape than you!
Law does all types of crazy gestures with his hands and hits someone behind him.
Law: Must you interrupt me at a time like this?
He turns around only to see Loki standing there with a look on his face that can shatter glass. Law looks at the the real Loki then looks at the guy on the floor. He does it again and rubs his hair, as he always does when things don't add up.
Law: That guy's an imposter! A fraud! A quacksalver! Doesn't Sabre a have a rule against quacksalvers?
Loki opens his mouth to speak but Law brings him to a halt as he puts his hand in front of him like a stop sign.
Law: Please! Do not speak Loki as you would only make matters worse! Just remember to shine up my belt when you hand it over to me after I make you feel the fury! Now if you will excuse me!
Law flees the scene leaving Loki and the fat guy on the floor laying in his pool of sweat.
Loki stands there, almost at a loss for words as he looks down at the fat man and nudges him with his foot. The fat man looks up and realizes that he may not be in the right company at the moment. A malicious grin creeps across Loki's face and he springs off down the hall. The fat man, a little confused, but thanking his lucky stars doesn't make an attempt to move. The sound of a horn beeping is heard, and the fat man looks up in terror. At the end of the hall is a golf cart with the God of Mischief at the wheel. The fat man scrambles to his feet and runs away as fast as his stubby legs can carry him. Loki chases after him in the golf cart laughing maniacally the whole way.
Dawg: Okay, it's official, everyone in the PWF needs to be put into a mental asylum.
Stanyer: They probably need to be actually. But anyway, our next match is for the Light-Heavyweight Title. Loki has hold of the belt, however Law is the official champion. This should be a fast paced contest.
Dawg: That's his excuse for not being able to keep up with the action.
Credit: Sandstorm
BOOM BOOM! "Oh! Rock me Amadeus!". "Mope" by The Bloodhound Gang thumps over the house system and the fans begin cheering. While the track loops, Loki slinks out onto the stage with a broad mischievious grin across his features. Loki stops in the center of the stage to take in the fan reaction. As the track loops for the last time, Loki points with both hands to the right of the stage, to the left, and then straight toward the ring. Just as the lyrics start, Loki breaks into a goofy gyrating dance, getting a louder pop from the crowd. Loki stops, laughs, and head toward the ring.
James: Introducing from Asbury Park, New Jersey, weighing 225lbs, "The God of Mischief". Loki
"Imortally Insane" by Pantera hits the speakers and red pyros go off on each side of the ramp. Law Hiyabusa walks onto the ramp and stares into the crowd as if he's searching for something. He then does a mad sprint down the ramp and the foward momentum causes him to slide halfway across the ring. He gets up from the canvas and jumps to the top turnbuckle and holds his hands to the side as he gets an ovation from the fans.
James: Introducing from Japan, weighing 189lbs, Law Hiyabusa!!!
Report: The match starts out with Law charging at Loki. Loki leapfrogs and Law slides under his legs. Loki turns around only to be met with a dropkick to the face dealt out by Law. Law picks up Loki and feeds a few shots to his face and throws him into the ropes. Loki bounces back and Law ducks, looking for a back body drop but Loki rolls over his back, bounces off the opposite ropes and drops Law with a bulldog. Loki sits on Law's back and mockingly slaps him in the back of the head a few times. Law bolts up and Loki backs up. They lock up and start trading punches, but Law gets the upper hand, landing a knee to the gut. Law throws Loki into the corner and walks quickly over to him. Law lands a couple shoulders into Loki's gut, but on the third one, Loki hops over Law and hits a nice sunset flip rollup pin. 1 .2, kick out by Law. Loki gets up just before Law, jumps up and lands a nice hurricanrana, but Law rolls through and charges at Loki with a cross body block. Law goes up to the top rope and waits for Loki to get up. As he does, Law jumps off the top rope with a missile dropkick, which he lands perfectly. Law grabs Loki for a Boston Crab and flips over Loki, still holding on to his legs, making a nice bridge pin. 1 2 ..Kick out by Loki. Law whips Loki into the ropes and runs with him, clotheslining Loki over the top rope and onto the outside. Law hops up onto the 3rd rope and leaps towards Loki, but Loki scouts it and dropkicks him in the gut on the way down! Law convulses in pain and Loki gets up grinning. Loki rolls Law into the ring as the ref counts to 8. Loki enters the ring and begins to stomp furiously on Law's lower back. Loki picks Law up by the hair and tosses him across the ring.
Stanyer: Ruthless aggression from Loki here.
Dawg: Ruthless aggression, where have I heard that before?
Loki grabs Law by the legs and slingshots him into the corner. As Law bounces back, Loki locks in an Octopus Stretch. Law winces in pain and tries to shake Loki off of his back. In desperation, Law charges back and sandwiches Loki between him and the corner turnbuckle. Loki staggers out, and Law heads up to the top rope. Law jumps off and locks in a top rope bulldog, but Loki pulls all his weight back and back drops Law's head into the corner! Loki smiles and picks up Law. He whips Law into the ropes and as he comes back, Loki lands a thunderous Thump. Law goes down holding his stomach. Loki throws Law into the corner and lifts him up on the top rope. Loki jumps up and attempts to land "Monkeyshine" (Frankensteiner with Kiss), but as he wraps his legs around Law's head, Law shifts his weight and drops Loki with a Powerbomb to the Outside!
Stanyer: Good God! Loki could be broken in half!
Dawg: What power from Law, surprising since he is a cruiserweight!
But Law isn't done, he sets up on the top rope and jumps off with the "Japanese Chainsaw" (450 Splash), but Loki somehow hooks the steel steps under his foot, and pulls it over his body, causing Law to crash down onto the steel! Now both men are down and neither seem to be moving. The ref now starts the routine 20 count. Loki starts to twitch and rolls over onto his stomach, but Law appears to be out. Loki makes it up to one knee by the time the ref counts to 11. Loki grabs Law and rolls him under the bottom rope. Loki hops up on the ring apron, and catapults himself off the 3rd rope with a Slingshot Leg Drop, but Law somehow comes to and plants his foot right in between the legs of Loki. Loki rolls around in pain holding his wounded crotch.
Stanyer: Looks like Law is going to turn this match around.
Dawg: Come on ref! That was a cheap shot!
Law bolts up and heads to the top rope. He jumps off with a Shooting Star Press, and lands it perfectly. The ref counts, 1 2 ..3! No! Loki kicks out just in the nick of time. Law, frustrated, violently tosses Loki over the top rope and onto the floor. He slingshots himself over the top rope and gives Loki a Cross Body Block to the outside. Confidently, Law picks up Loki so his back is to the ring. Law takes a few steps back and charges, but Loki drops to his back, lifts his legs up in the air and Monkey Flips Law into the ropes, and then falls face first on the floor! Loki gets up holding his head and rolls Law under the bottom rope. He slides under the rope himself. He throws Law into the corner and sets him up for "The Grand Shenanigan" (Super Brainbuster), but Law pushes him off and jumps off the top rope with a Guillotine Leg Drop. He lands right on Loki throat! Loki holds his throat coughing as Law lifts him up for "The Fury Of Japan" (Orange Crush Pin), but Loki wiggles out and lands behind Law. Law turns around and Loki kicks him in the stomach. Law bends over and Loki runs at the ropes, comes back and nails "The Last Laugh" (Fameasser), he pins, 1 .. 2 .. 3!
Stanyer: Loki is the new Light-Heavyweight champion.
Dawg: Well, he's had the belt for long enough, now it's official.
Stanyer: These two lightweights put on a show for us tonight, and I'd definitely like to see a rematch somewhere down the line.
Dawg: At least Loki now actually owns the belt that he stole.
We see Leroy, Barry and Sue in a locker room. They are looking straight into the camera.
Leroy: Hi there, viewers. Do not adjust your set. What you are seeing is actually happening.
Barry: That's right. As impossible as it seems, this is not a Jason Hunt Promo.
Sue: Barry and Leroy make up the tag team Brutal Force, collectively the three of us are known as Team:Brutal Force, and we are also loosely affiliated with the Methods of Mayhem.
Leroy: By now, you are probably wondering why we are explaining who we are.
Barry: You are sitting there saying, 'Everyone knows who Brutal Force is! You guys rock!'.
Sue: First off, you are right. We do rock. But we just wanted to clarify things. It is getting really odd backstage.
Leroy: New guys named after wise rodents, Weird robed figures running all over the place. Some guy was telling everyone that he saw two Lokis.
Barry: Yeah, and the management is getting stranger as well. Just to get us a title shot, Sue had to degrade herself by going to that Aussie wacko Sabre and (OOF!)...
Sue punches Barry in the stomach and carries on the sentence like nothing happened.
Sue: ...convince him that we deserved it.
Leroy: Uh, yeah. So, we just wanted you to know that we are still the good, old fashioned, friendly, neighbourhood ass kickers that you know and love. Or, if not love, then at least respect in a manly, heterosexual sort of a way.
Barry: Now, on to the match. It is your standard three-way hardcore tag match for the PWF Hardcore Tag Team Championships.
Leroy: One of those teams is us, Brutal Force.
Sue: The champions, are Grimm and Hannibal, Canadian Kaos.
Leroy: A lot of people dislike Canadian Kaos because they are Canadian. We discourage this sort of thing, because hatred of someone because of the nationality is ridiculous.
Sue: Exactly, unless they are French. They eat frogs, snails and horses. Plus they are stuck up.
Barry: Um...
Sue: or the sausage guzzling Germans.
Leroy: Sue...
Sue: And don't get me started on the Australians. Why the fuck are they so cheerful all the time? Because they have just stolen your wallet, that's why! Bunch of convicts, the lot of them! And the bloody Kiwis! They have ten sheep to every human. What does that tell you? The same goes for the Welsh. God, I hate the Welsh!
Leroy: That's great Sue. Way to spread the message of universal brotherhood.
Barry: Anyway, the point is: Don't hate Canadian Kaos for what they are, hate them for who they are. They are low down, no-good, cheap shotting bastards.
Leroy: And the Gods of War aren't much better. I don't get them. They are always so angry. Maybe they need to take up yoga or something. To like release the stress?
Sue: Who cares? The point is, that there is a championship match tonight, involving Brutal Force. Therefore, Brutal Force will become, once again, the PWF Hardcore Tag team Champions of the world. And...
Barry: (Whisper) Five bucks says she does the catchphrase.
Leroy: (Whisper) You're on!
Sue: There is nothing that the Gods of War or Canadian Kaos can do about...
Leroy pushes Sue out of shot
Leroy: All the Forcites getting on their feet, looking at my Mad Kung Fu Skillz, taking a deep breath, and calling me...
Deep Breath
Leroy: (with crowd) BBBBBRRRRRUUUUUCCCCCEEEEE!!!!!
Sue: Show off.
Leroy: Barry, I believe you owe me five bucks.
Barry: Shit
Fade out.
Stanyer: You gotta love Brutal Force.
Dawg: I don't.
Stanyer: Well, that's because you're a sad, boring idiot who does nothing but cheer for the gWo.
Dawg: Well aren't we getting nasty!! I'd better get the handbags out.
PWF camera pick up CK's locker room. The room has Canadian Flags everywhere and has red and white spray paint everywhere. The Camera pans around to show Grimm playing air guitar to Crawling In The Dark by Hoobastank. As the song finishes Hanibal walks in with a smirk on his face, he shuts off the cd player and Grimm turns to face him
Grimm: Sup my Canadian Brother?
Hanibal: I got a surprise for you
Grimm:Really? what?
Hanibal:It's more of a who
Hanibal side steps and Haylee, Grimm's valet, walks in the room with a big smile on her face. The Camera moves over to Grimm's face which is glowing with a huge smile. Haylee runs over and the two hug and then kiss
Grimm:Where have you? You like disappeared!
Haylee:Family troubles...but now I'm back....and tonight I'm gonna watch from the back but after tonight I'm in your corner full time..Hanibal's aswell if he likes
Hanibal: Hell ya!
Suddenly Johnny Mayhem walks in the open door
Mayhem: Hye guys can I get an interview?
Grimm: Sure why not..I mean where just Canadian Athletes and dam you can come in here anytime expecting an interivew from us...that right?
Mayhem: Yea of course...I mean no not at all...you guys are the Hardcore tag Champs I need to interview you
Grimm: Uh huh...ok well start asking
Mayhem: Tonight you go into a tag match with 2 of the greatest tag teams in the PWF's history..what are your thoughts?
Grimm: Greatest tag teams huh? it's funny that we beat both teams each at least 3 times....first Brutal Force tried to stick their noses where it didn't belong...we kicked their asses....
Hanibal:Then Gods of Bore tried to show up us Canadian Athletes and failed not once not twice not even three times...but four count em four times they lost to us!
Grimm: So what are our thoughts? pfff... this match will be as easy as pie
Hanibal:Canadian pie
Grimm: Good call
Mayhem:Now I see the lovley Haylee has returned to your side Grimm..what are your thoughts Haylee?
Haylee: My man and Hanibal are gonna destroy Brutal Force and GOW no questions asked
Mayhem:Alright....Now you guys seem to be the tag team with the best record...you've only lost 1 tag match in your whole career here because of the ego maniac Hanibal
Hanibal:Hey! that's Canadian...Larger Then Life...Ego Maniac..Hanibal...and yea we lost once...but that's it..one loss..no more...no less
Grimm: Dam straight...now leave you SOB Mayhem!
Grimm pushes Mayhem out of the doorway and slams the door shut
Dawg: Who's this Haylee girl?
Stanyer: I've seen her before, but never on camera, that's Grimm's valet, and rumoured to be his girlfriend. She was scheduled to debut months ago, but as she said, Family Troubles caused a delay. I guess shes with the PWF full time now.
Dawg: I shall have to organise an interview with her, preferably alone
Stanyer: Watch it.
Dawg: What?
Stanyer: Anyway, to the Playaz Club locker room
The scene opens with Davey K sitting in the locker room with Masta P
Masta P: Dude?
Davey K: Yeah man
Masta P: You ok?
Davey K: Yeah, why?
Masta P: Well youve been quiet now for like half an hour, and thats really strange for you dude
Davey K: Im just thinking
Masta P: About girls?
Davey K: No, not this time. I just really want to go out there and whip Hunt's ass
Masta P: The whole world wants to see you go out there and give him the beating of a lifetime.
Davey K: He just gets to me sometimes. I think its his insesant talking and the way he stinks
Masta P: It is a unique aroma
Davey K: Dude, he mings bad. Then there is his little Hanson wannabe band. Damn that guy gives wrestling a really bad name.
Masta P: You gotta go beat him dude
Davey K: I know, this shit has been going on for months and its time for it all to end tonite. He has been running his mouth badly about me, and the rest of the Playaz Club. I mean, I made the guy piss his own pants and cry like a little girl, he is a nobody, just someone who has found himself with way too much time on the mic
Masta P: Well your the superstar.
Davey K: You know it, and tonite Im going to show the world why I am the only real superstar in this whole business. I need to get this little shit out of my way so I can concentrate on bigger and better things.
Masta P: You can do it
Davey K: Damn rite I can do it.
Stanyer: Masta P making sure Davey K is pumped up for his match with Hunt later tonight.
Dawg: He's going to need all the help he can get, because he won't get any from Hunt when he steps into that Steel Cage.
Stanyer: No he won't, but he will be ready, I'm confident of that.
Dawg: Besides, now we can watch Canadian Kaos destroy two jobber tag teams.
Stanyer: I wouldn't exactly call two for tag champions "jobbers", they might not take it too well, especially as they are two of the best within the PWF.
Dawg: Bah, who cares about them? I don't.
Stanyer: Anyway, this is a three way elimination style Hardcore Tag Match. There will be no tagging in this match, it's a complete free for all. This is going to be something quite different.
"Mama Said Knock You Out" hits. Leroy and Barry emerge from the back. Leroy bows to the crowd, but Barry keeps on walking towards the ring, oblivious to everything else. Leroy hurrys to catch up with Barry, and trys to get his partner to dance to the music. Barry ignores him, doing a little shadow boxing, and never taking his eyes off of the ring. Barry climbs into the ring and slumps down in Brutal Forces corner. Leroy flips in and starts doing a matial arts/dance demonstration in the centre of the ring. Barry just sits there, staring directly at his opponents corner.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 442lbs, Leroy Greene and Barry Burton, Brutal Force.
The arena darkens as the gong to signify the start "Wherever I may Roam" By Metallica is heard. The opening to the music plays through, then as the powerful drum beat kicks in, Fire Explodes from the stage. Through the fire walks Alexander and Kull. They look to the crowd and the crowd jeers them. They March to the ring and Kull climbs the turnbuckle and raises his sword.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 513lbs, Alexander and Kull, The Gods of War Crowd boos
"The sound of Glass Shattering is heard as Red and White Pyros burst from the stage and "Pollution" by Limp Bizkit" hits.. More Pyros explode while a red mist slithers it way through the arena. The crowd boos as Grimm and Hanibal appear on stage. Hanibal falls to one knee and Grimm raises his arm. They make their way to the ring and ascend opposite turnbuckles. The lights turn on as Grimm hops down from the turnbuckle.
James: Introducing from Canada, at a combined weight of 467lbs, Grimm and Hanibal, Canadian Kaos.
Report: Alexander and Kull of the Gods of War are already armed with weapons and immediately charge at the champions, Canadian Kaos. Alexander clubs Grimm down with a lead pipe, while Kull takes out Hanibal with a chair shot. Brutal Force choose to slide out of the ring and look under the ring for various weapons. They toss in a Kendo Stick, a Steel Chair, a reel of Barbwire, a baseball bat and finally they pull out a Table and Leroy sets it up on the outside. Back in the ring, Alexander has left Grimm struggling in the corner while they concentrate on Hanibal. They both send him to the corner. Kull still has his steel chair. Alexander goes down on all fours in front of Hanibal. Kull charges in and springboards off Alexander and drives the chair into Hanibal's face. Suddenly, before Alexander can get up, Leroy slingshots over the top rope and Leg Drop's Alexander on the back of the neck, driving him face first into the canvas. As Alexander rolls around holding his face. Barry Burton grabs Kull and mauls him into a free corner. He then begins using his powerful body punches to lay into Kull. Burton whips Kull out and directly into Leroy, who scores with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Grimm is back up from the early assault by Alexander and he angrily charges at Burton, desperate to relieve some frustration. But Burton is fully aware of him and suddenly grabs him by the throat with both hands and then swings him through the air before drilling him into the canvas. Leroy and Barry turn their attention to Alexander. They send him into the ropes. Barry scores with a Sidewalk Slam, and then immediately afterwards, Leroy scores with a Front Flip Leg Drop. Barry hooks the leg for a cover. Referee Duane Dibley makes the count. .1 .2 Alexander just kicks out. Leroy is lifting Alexander to his feet, when suddenly Hanibal cracks him over the back of the head with a Kendo Stick. Barry turns quickly to Hanibal, but only to see the Kendo Stick crashing onto his forehead. Hanibal tosses away the Kendo Stick and then turns his attention to Kull, who is trying to get to his feet. Hanibal throws him into the corner and then delivers powerful kicks to the gut. He then lifts him up to the top turnbuckle. Hanibal climbs up himself and then delivers a perfect Frankensteiner. Grimm is now back up holding his head. He looks around for Barry Burton and delivers a few hard stomps to his head. He then picks up the reel of barb-wire and places it on the mat. He pulls Burton up and sets him up for a Piledriver on the barbwire, but then suddenly Alexander grabs him from behind, however Grimm releases Burton and counters Alexander's waistlock into a Sleeper hold, and then hits a Sleeper Drop. He hooks the leg back. .1 2 .. Alexander kicks out. Leroy is back up and he picks up the Baseball Bat. He charges at Hanibal, but he ducks the shot and boots Leroy in the gut, forcing him to drop the bat. Hanibal then hooks his head and delivers a Swinging Neckbreaker. Hanibal then begins to climb to the top rope as Leroy staggers up to his feet. Hanibal flies off and scores with a viscious Spinning Wheel Kick to the face. Hanibal springs off the 2nd rope with an Asai Moonsault onto Leroy before he covers. 1 ..2 .. Leroy kicks out. As soon as Leroy kicks out, Kull kicks Hanibal clean on the side of the head.
Stanyer: This is complete chaos. Whose idea was it to make this match a free for all?
Dawg: I have no idea who came up with the idea, but you are right, this is complete and utter chaos. But hey, it's great fun to watch.
Stanyer: This is true, it is enjoyable to watch, but I am a little concerned for the wrestler's safety. After all, we don't want to see these six men carried out on stretchers now do we?
Dawg: Well that's just you, I couldn't care less if none of them ever walked again.
Stanyer: You are so cold-hearted at times.
Dawg: At times? I'd have said all the time .
Kull pulls Hanibal to his feet and delivers a couple of quick forearms and then sends him to the ropes, Kull then picks up the Baseball Bat and drives it into the gut of Hanibal. Kull then hooks Hanibal up and delivers a perfect Snap Suplex. Burton is back up and goes after Kull, but he is aware and floors Burton with the Terra Kick. Kull then climbs to the top rope. He then sails off and lands on Burton with a Big Splash. He hooks the leg. 1 .2 Barry kicks out. Grimm is up and he looks pissed off. He grabs a steel chair and begins to flail it wildly at anyone who is standing. Leroy takes a shot to the side of the head. Kull gets cracked on his forehead. Alexander takes a vile shot to the back of the head. Grimm then places the chair over Burton's throat and leans on it, choking him. Grimm finally lets go, and Barry rolls to the floor holding his throat. Grimm tosses the chair angrily to one side. He helps Hanibal up and the two exchange a few words. They then both roll out of the ring. They go to the aisle and then they start to rip a section of the guard rail from it's holdings. After a bit of work, the two of them manage to break the section free. Security flock to the gap that has now appeared. Grimm and Hanibal toss the guard rail into the ring. Kull has to roll out of the way to avoid it. The four men in the ring are starting to get to their feet. Grimm and Hanibal roll back into the ring. They set the guard rail up in the corner. Alexander is the first up. The two of then grab him and then whip him hard into the guard rail. Alexander bounces off and then collapses on the mat. Leroy is the next to get up, and Grimm sets him up to go into the guard rail, while Hanibal picks Kull up to his feet. Grimm sends Leroy into the guard rail, but Leroy spectacuarly runs up the guard rail and then backflips and lands on his feet. Grimm is stunned with surprise and this allows Leroy to score with a Superkick. Hanibal charges at Leroy, but the man he was picking up, Kull, grabs him and spins him around to hit a DDT. Barry is back up and he grabs Grimm and drags him to his feet. He takes him over to the guard rail and then delivers an awesome Russian Leg Sweep, driving the back of Grimm's head into the steel. As Grimm lies on the railing, blood seeps from a wound in the back of his head, and crimson stains the mat for the first time in the contest. Barry then mounts Grimm and pounds his face with viscious punches. Meanwhile, Kull drags Hanibal out of the ring and places him on top of the table. Leroy climbs to the top rope and looks like he is going for a Leg Drop, but suddenly Alexander grabs him from behind, Kull pulls Hanibal off the table and then springs onto the guard rail. Alexander pushes Leroy off the top rope towards the table. Kull then dives backwards off the guard rail and catches Leroy in mid-air with a Spinning Heel Kick to the chest. Leroy is flipped over and crashes chest first through the table. The crowd look on in shock, chants of "Holy Shit" ring around the arena. Kull makes a cover. Referee Duane Dibley slides out of the ring and begins the count. ..1 .2 ..3!!!!! Brutal Force have been eliminated!!!
Stanyer: Oh my god!! In all my time here in the PWF, I've NEVER seen anything like that. Kull took Leroy out in MID-AIR. How the HELL did he do that?
Dawg: He is a god you know, he can do things like that.
Stanyer: Well, Barry Burton doesn't look to happy about it, I don't think he saw what happened, he was too busy beating on Grimm. But Brutal Force have been eliminated, there is nothing he can do about it.
Dawg: I dunno, he could break the referee's neck, just for the hell of it.
Stanyer: Fortunately, I don't think he will do that. I think..
Duane Dibley has trouble with Barry, but he finally gets him to leave the ring, and he helps his partner, Leroy, to the back. Kull and Alexander get back into the ring, bringing Hanibal with them. Grimm is struggling to his feet, still bleeding from the head wound. Kull delivers a few kicks to Hanibal, and then delivers the Executioner's Axe (Brainbuster). Kull covers. ..1 .2 . Hanibal just kicks out. Alexander grabs Grimm and throws him into the guard rail. Grimm bounces off into the waiting arms of Alexander, who plants him with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Alexander covers. ..1 ..2 Grimm kicks out. Alexander pulls the guard rail down and lays it out on the mat, it's already bent and contorted from earlier impacts. Alexander sends Grimm into the ropes, but Grimm comes off and scores with a clothesline. Alexander gets to his feet and Grimm sets him up for a Powerbomb. He lifts Alexander up, but he gets in a few punches to the face and drops out of the hold. Grimm reacts quickly and goes for a big haymaker, but Alexander ducks it and then lifts Grimm up and delivers a Spinebuster onto the guard rail. Grimm rolls over slowly, holding his back. Kull has Hanibal up and he has the steel chair in position. Kull lifts Hanibal up and then Powerbombs him onto the steel chair. He covers ..1 ..2 . Hanibal kicks out. Kull pulls Hanibal up and then lifts him up onto the top rope. He delivers a slap to the chest and then leaves him there. He grabs both of the steel chairs that have been used throughout the match and places them in front of the turnbuckle. He then then climbs up and looks like he is going to go for a Super Brainbuster, but Hanibal pushes him off, Kull is quickly up and goes for Hanibal again, but gets punched in the face. Hanibal then hooks his head and delivers a Tornado DDT onto both of the Steel Chairs. Both men stay down. On the other side of the ring, Alexander has placed the reel of barb-wire on the mat. He signals for the Fall of Rome (Reverse DVD). He pulls Grimm up and lifts him onto his shoulders, but Grimm slides down the back and then hooks Alexander's head and plants him with the Fear Factor (Diving Reverse DDT), driving the back of his head into the barb-wire. Grimm then shouts something to Hanibal, who is almost on his feet. Hanibal staggers across the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckle. Grimm uses the last ounce of strength he has in him to lift up the guard rail and then slam it onto Alexander. Hanibal then stands up and delivers the Hanibal Effect (Swanton Bomb), crashing down on top of Alexander and the guard rail. Hanibal rolls around the ring holding the back of his neck, Grimm tosses the guard rail aside and then covers Alexander. ..1 2 ..3!!!!
Stanyer: Canadian Kaos retain their titles after what can only be described as a brutal contest.
Dawg: Indeed, these 6 men absolutely killed each other tonight. Just take a look at them, none of them can stand up without help.
Stanyer: Hanibal could have a broken neck after that Hanibal Effect. Alexander is busted open from the barbwire. And god knows what internal injuries these men have. I've already been told that Leroy is on his way to a local medical facility as we speak.
Dawg: I think most of these 4 need intensive care. The EMT's are going to be working overtime tonight.
Stanyer: Yeah, this is just the first Hardcore match of the night, we've what? 6? 7? More to come. The mat will be red not white by the end of the night.
Camera cuts to the back as a familiar face walks in from outside. Solo charges in as if pissed off at something or someone. Charges down the hallway by passing the cameraman completely. Another Cameraman catches up with Solo just before he enters a Locker room. Locker room that belongs to one name Bloodbath. Cameraman tries to get a peak but stands outside the room listening in.
Solo: "What in the hell you think you trying to pull. I don't need your fucking help tonight. If you or one of your goons come down to the ring I will escort their asses into hell. You hear me. I will end your fucking cult tonight if you even step foot near the ring area tonight during my match. I guarantee you that."
Solo comes flying out the room letting the door slam shut. Cameraman backs away before he gets knock over. Solo storms down the hallway. Making his way out to the ring, with a mic in hand.
Stanyer: Man, Solo looks to be in a pretty bad mood.
Dawg: When he is ever in a good mood? Looks like he's coming out here.
"My Plague" by Slipknot hits as Solo walks out, he flips off the fans as he walks swiftly down to the ring. He climbs in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, he flips off the fans once again.
Solo: "Homicide, get your ass out here right now. Lets do this. No more fucking waiting. One thing I don't have is patience. You either get your ass out here now or I coming back there for your sorry ass."
Solo waits for Homicide to come out. Impatiencely pacing around the ring, Solo stops and looks up to the entrances dropping the mic as .
On the UltraTron, the dead-locked stare of His Massacreness peers through his gleaming, battle-tested face and dark locks in the shallow light of his locker room. An ivory crease appears through his lips, and the words of Solo seem to have taken affect upon him, so much so, that he lets out a few deep bellows before beginning his prophecy.
Homicide: "Here I am, Solo.. In my locker room, corridor E, hallway 3C, the door with my name on it.. If you're so eager to fight, I'll be sitting here laughing and waiting? 'kay?"
Homicide sits back in his luxurious leather chair, swiping up his bottle of Budweiser, taking a sip, then looking back into the camera.
Homicide: "Come on, what are you waiting for? Huh? You have been telling me for the past two months that you are going to 'bring the hell', but I haven't seen anything representing Satan around here, no demons, nothing. You know why? Because you were LYING! Your whole career is a LIE! False fear, false character.. You are a POSER, and a poor one at that.. You aren't NOW, nor have EVER been worthy of the spotlight, and have accomplished precisely dick when given the opportunity.. You are a HAS-NEVER-BEEN!!!"
A satisfied look comes over his face as he takes another swig, then sets the bottle back down on his coffee table, ready to continue.
Homicide: "Don't you GET it? NOBODY cares about you.. You can't EVEN be considered a 'washed-up-veteran', because you haven't changed! Now.. You act like you are gonna' prove to the world that you are my superior, yet fail to RECOGNIZE what awaits you once you are locked within the cell with ME tonight.. I am NOT there to be another hapless jobber you can use to FINALLY springboard your career off of, nor the person to be pissing of at ALL.. Yet, you've managed to attempt both, being successful on the latter.. The preceding, HOWEVER, will NEVER happen.."
The look in His Massacreness' eyes is one of a bull, ready to stampede. His eyes narrower, his teeth gritting tighter and tighter.
Homicide: "You have cost me MONTHS of time where I could be battling the likes of greatness; battling for the title which YOU cost ME on a recent Havoc.. You have single-handedly wasted almost this WHOLE year for me, and it's time for me to repay you.."
The inner-bull is raging, pacing to sustain self-control.
Homicide: "Since you lack common sense, I'll try and explain it in three terms even YOU could understand: ONE. If one of your arms is still working, then consider the battle STILL brewing, as NO bone will remain in other form than mush.. TWO. If you can still breathe, then obviously, I haven't finished WRINGING out your red-neck of its stupidity because I DON'T stop the beating until you STOP breathing! And THREE. If you really decide to show up later tonight - and I sincerely hope you do - I must warn you that this isn't just a wrestling match ANYMORE! It is WAR!"
His Massacreness explodes.
Homicide: "No mercy! No rules! No other SURVIVOR than ME!!! ..You can walk in with your retarded smile, but I GUARAN-damn-TEE you will be wheeled off to the Intensive Care Unit without ANY of your pearly-whites.."
Homicide pauses, taking in the emotions and the match awaiting him tonight. When he finally releases from thought, he is much calmer, and back in his focused form.
Homicide: "Remember that, Solo.. Remember I warned you first.. You decided to get involved, and now there are TWO options.. And running away is the only one that allows you to see tomorrow.."
The camera fades out to the sinister sneer of His Massacreness.
Solo shakes his head then looks down over the top rope as he leans there for a few. He pushes up intensly pissed. Drops the mic and rolls out of the ring. He stops looking at the back. Storming off to the back, Solo goes hunting for Homicide.
Stanyer: Boston Massacre IV is going to be something else.
Dawg: Did you hear that pop? Man they nearly burst my eardrums.
Stanyer: Wait till we show the footage of when he arrived at the arena. Now THAT was a pop.
Dawg: I can't wait .
Golgotha is seen arriving backstage, driving his custom Ford F-150. As he gets out of the truck, he is approached by none other than Johnny Mayhem.
Mayhem: "Golgotha can I get a few words with you before your match tonight?"
Golgotha: "Yeah sure. Go ahead."
Mayhem: "No one has really got a word with you since your return from Cornerstone. First let me ask, how was your vacation?"
Golgotha: "If anyone from Cornerstone is watching this, let me say that you people disgust me! I saw more smoking than I have ever before in my life. You swear more than the PWF locker room and will someone please tell me why everyone feels like they must have a mohawk to fit in?"
Mayhem: "So I am guessing that your vacation didn't go that well."
Golgotha: "The bands were good and gave great messages. If only the audience would have listened to what they said as opposed to what they sang."
Mayhem: "Is that why you are going on tour for the Rock for Life foundation?"
Golgotha: "No, I'm touring with them because its the right thing to do and its time we as Christians took a stand for what we believe in."
Mayhem: "I've noticed that Profit didn't come with you. Rumor has it that you and him are having some difficulties. Is that true?"
Golgotha: "I'd really like to know who starts all these rumors. Profit isn't here because he has some work to finish up with the Tour. He will be here later though."
Mayhem: "On to tonights match, you will face Theros in an Octogon match. Can I get your thoughts on it?"
Golgotha: "I have tried and tried to help Theros with his problems. But all he does is cause me problems and cost me matches. Apparently, he doesn't want to be cured of his insanity."
Mayhem: "But aren't you supposed to forgive those who do you wrong?"
Golgotha: "Truth is, I have forgiven him. And tonight, I will teach Theros about the vengance of the Lord and why you don't cross on of Gods servants. I'll also teach him that God will have mercy on his soul, but I sure as hell won't!"
Mayhem: "Out of all the matches you could have chosen, why did u chose an Octogon match?"
Golgotha: "I want Theros to walk into the Octogon and realize that he has no place to go. To realize that he can not escape the Truth. To quote one of my friends 'The truth shall set you free...but it will make you miserable first.' Tonight, I will make Theros miserable in order to help him realize the truth that will set him free."
Mayhem: "That should wrap things up. I wish you best of luck tonight against Theros."
Golgotha: "Who needs luck? Not me. I've got God on my side."
With this, Golgotha walks off and heads towards the MoM locker room as we fade to black.
Stanyer: That was recorded earlier tonight, Golgotha and Theros are actually inside a gym at the local school, where the Octagon has been set up.
Dawg: I hear they let quite a few fans in as well.
Stanyer: Yes, for free I might add. They are making the final preparations for that match, while I think we have yet another message from Jason Hunt to show. Roll.
Jason Hunt is back in his locker room drinking his bottle of water sitting in a chair thinking.
Hunt: What the hell can I do to get these guys back?
Hunt lowers his head as he begins to think and then he comes back up and he grabs his cell phone and he calls a mechanic.
Mechanic: Hello?
Hunt: Yeah, this is Jason Hunt and some fucker dented the side of my car door.
Mechanic: What kind of car is it?
Hunt: It's an Eclipse jackass, what other kind of car would Jason Hunt drive?
Mechanic: How bad is it?
Hunt: It's dented now I want you to waddle your little fat ass with the plumber crack pants action going on and get down to the arena and examine my car, and fix it.
Mechanic: Alright, this may cost upwards to 200 dollars.
Hunt: Dude, i'm Jason Hunt do you not think I can afford to pay that? Damn dude.
Mechanic: I'll send one of my workers down there as soon as possible.
Hunt: Hurry your ass up.
Hunt hangs up his cell phone and he begins to ponder again.
Hunt: What can I do to repay these morons, I could go and piss in something of theirs but I already did that to Golgotha. I can't go and destroy their car that is just too cliche.
Hunt runs his fingers through his hair in frustration as he continues to think of an idea.
Hunt: I've got it, this is way too good to waste.
Hunt jumps up and he runs out of the locker room.
Dawg: Looks like Hunt is plotting his revenge.
Stanyer: Wonder what he has in mind?
Dawg: We shall find out soon enough I imagine.
Stanyer: Well, I'm told were now ready for the Octagon. This will be pretty violent. That's why they gave this PPV an 18 rating.
Dawg: We've got an 18 rating?
Stanyer: Yes, we have. Anyway, a quick run down of the rules. Obviously, this match is fought inside of an octagon cage. Weapons are scattered across the floor, just for added punishment. Victory is achieved by making your opponent stay down for a 10 count. Or by Knockout if you prefer.
Credit: Brendan Seeley
Report: Both men get set as the doors are closed and locked. The ref calls for the bell and climbs up on the top of the structure. Both men move in a tie up, Golgotha ducks a suplex attempt and trips Theros to the ground. Golgotha stands over Theros and proceeds to punch the living hell out of him before Theros pokes him in the eye. Golgotha staggers about for a moment holding his eye. He then looks around to see what he can find. He sees a steel pole in one of the corners. He walks across and picks that up. Theros is starting to move. Theros gets up to his feet holding his head. Golgotha hits him in the gut doubling him up. Then smashes the pole across his back. Theros staggers around for a second, but doesn't go down. Golgotha hits him across the back again, and sends Theros down to all fours. Golgotha then kicks Theros in the face so he reels back into his knees and then smashes the pole into the side of his head putting him down on the mat.
Stanyer: Looks like Golgotha has this one well in hand
Dawg: Guess so
Golgotha throws the pole away and surprisingly locks in a figure four. Golgotha locks in the move and Theros tries to resist the pain. Theros tries to turn Golgotha over, he almost makes it, but Golgotha manages to bring him back down. Theros tries again and this time he manages to roll Golgotha over and reverse the pressure. Golgotha manages to release the hold though. Theros and Golgotha get to their feet, Theros is standing lightly on his left leg. Golgotha takes advantage of this and kicks Theros in the left knee, Theros comes back with a right hand, but Golgotha kicks Theros in the knee again and you can visibly see Theros wince, although he tries to hide it. Golgotha backs off and goes for the Superkick, but Theros catches the leg of Golgotha and then delivers the Cradle Suplex. Theros then signals for an end and places a chair across the chest of Golgotha. Theros then starts to ascend the Octagon walls. Theros gets to the top beside the ref and begins to laugh hysterically.
Stanyer: He's gonna do something stupid!
Dawg: Well that won't be a first
Theros looks to the screaming crowd and grabs a chair, he raises the chair and launches himself into the air. Dead silence and then *clang!!* Theros front flip leg drops right on the chair landing on Golgotha's head. Theros quickly covers . 1 2 .Golgotha kicks out as the ref's hand was about to hit the mat. Theros grabs Golgotha and lifts him to his feet, he quickly runs his head into the fencing and scrapes it until blood is protruding from the head of the Gothic Christian. Golgotha elbows Theros in the face allowing himself freedom of the steel on skin, Golgotha wipes the blood off his face and runs at Theros taking him down with a spear and then a few elbows to the face.
Stanyer: Looks like Golgotha is trying to go for the big knockout
Dawg: Yea for sure he's knocking the poop outta that crazy mofo!
Golgotha continues the elbows to the head but Theros uses his feet to rap around his head, Theros pulls back sending Golgotha off him and into the mat neck first. Theros gets up holding his head but smiling in the process, Theros lifts up Golgotha again but this time signals for the piledriver. Theros lifts up Golgotha for the move but Golgotha drops back and sends Theros right face first into the caging, Theros turns around just in time to get met with a huge clothesline from Golgotha sending him back to the floor.
Stanyer: This match is really showing what both men can do
Dawg: Or how bad Golgotha wants to kick the living shit outta Theros!
Stanyer: Come on now, Theros isn't doing that bad
Golgotha moves over to a side of the cage and picks up some minuet Kendo Sticks, he swings them around a bit and points to Theros who's gotten to his feet. Theros begins to laugh and then pulls out some Nunchucks from behind him, he swings them around a bit and then tells Golgotha to bring it. With a cheer like a war cry Golgotha runs in at Theros swinging his dual weapons, Theros ducks a cane shot and wacks Golgotha in the top of the head from behind then the small of the back. Stunned by this Golgotha drops the sticks and goes down to his knees, Theros moves over to face him and does a sort of Japanese bow followed by a huge shot to the side of the head sending Golgotha to the ground. Theros tells the ref to count, 1 .2 3 4 5 6 ..7 8 Golgotha begins getting to his feet holding onto the cage ..9 .. Golgotha gets up just before the 10 count. Theros looking displease swings the chucks but Golgotha jumps right over them and kicks Theros right in the face, The mad man stumbles back into the cage but comes right back. To his mistake he gets another kick right to the head from Golgotha.
Stanyer: 2 huge knock out type moves!
Dawg: Yea Theros might of got knocked Sane!
Golgotha looks over to Theros and then gets on his knees and starts to pray, for about 2 minutes there is silence but then "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode starts to play and a huge light is seen at the top of the Octagon, as the light diminishes a Ladder is seen raising down until it lands in front of Golgotha
Stanyer: A Message From God?
Dawg: Na he asked the security to do that for him, make it looks cool and shit
Golgotha begins to position the ladder but gets stopped by Theros who punches him, Golgotha drops the ladder just as Theros sets him up for the System Shock. A sound of ladder meeting bone is heard as The System Shock is hit in full on Golgotha. Theros gets to his feet and looks at the ladder, with a smile he lifts it up and hands it to the ref on top of the caging. The ref looking kind of confused grabs it anyways until Theros gets up, Theros takes the ladder and sets it up on the top before he climbs up to the top and looks at the crowd.
Stanyer: My god! This man is gonna kill himself!
Dawg: And that's a bad thing?
Theros does a praying symbol and leaps off in a 450 Splash. As he comes down Golgotha moves out of the way sending Theros face first right into the mat. Both men lay on the ground as the ref begins the count 1 2 3 ..4 neither man moves 5 6 ..7 .. Golgotha begins to crawl up the cage but Theros is still motionless ..8 .9 Golgotha pushes forward getting to his feet .10!!!! Golgotha falls down again but he has already won.
Stanyer: Golgotha did it!
Dawg: Wow, he defeated a man whose insane. I'm really impressed.
Stanyer: Can you ever give anyone credit?
Dawg: Depends on who they are, and what they do.
Stanyer: Oh right, depends on whether they are gWo or not.
Dawg: That about covers it.
DarkStorm is seen standing in the prison courtyard, walking around, looking at the cold barren walls that will hold him and Inmate for the Prison Match II. DarkStorm is wearing his fate is destiny t-shirt and some lose fitted jeans, he walks around on of the corners and looks up to nothing but bars
DarkStorm: "Man.....what have I got myself into now.....sometimes I wonder how much trouble me and my mouth can get into?"
Storm feels onone of the cold cement walls
DarkStorm: "Yea, that wall has got about as much give as a poor blind man"
Storm glances around to see weight benches and basketball courts across from him
DarkStorm: "its is offical, this guy is crazier than a soup sandwich, I got to figure out how to beat this moron, and still stay alive in the process.............and plus they'll be coming to put me in that damn cell in a little while"
Storm turns around and walks in a door that has stairs on them, he sits down mid-way up the stairs
DarkStorm: "Well, its coming, I wonder what Demon would do if he were in this here perdicument.....a good guess is that he'd kick some inmate ass"
Storm gets up and punch the wall and holds his fist there til blood starts to come down the wall from his fist
DarkStorm: "I promise, by the blood the fuels my soul, I will not lose, I will be the victor at any means nessecary"
DarkStorm pulls his hand back, then goes and walks up the stairs
Stanyer: This match that is coming up in just a few minutes could easily be the most violent match on the show. The last one of these nearly killed the two competitors, and they were both well prepared. What this one will end up like, nobody knows.
Dawg: The fact Parish ran Inmate down with a car didn't help the injury factors in the last one.
Stanyer: That is true, but they were pretty hurt before that.
Dawg: I suppose.
Stanyer: Well, anyway, we have some footage to show you from earlier today, when Inmate paid a visit to this arena
About noon on Sunday a Large Harley Davidson pulls into the House of Pain arena with Inmate at the throttle and Johnny Mayhem is standing there right leg in a cast and left arm in a sling microphone in hand. Inmate shuts off his bike and grabs his gear bag and walks up to Mayhem as he tries to "run" away. Inmate effortlessly picks him up by the back of the collar and he tries to run in midair for a few second then realizes he's going backwards and gives up
Inmate: Where you think your going little man?
Mayhem: Anywhere your NOT!
Inmate: Does that mean you wanna take Darkstorms place in Prison Match II tonight.
Mayhem: You couldn't pay me enough to get me anywhere near you and a fight.
Inmate: You know what, your a smart ass!
Mayhem: Better a Smart ass than a Dumb Ass!
Inmate: I give you that one. Now what the hell are you doing here!?
Mayhem: Waiting for PWF Superstars to arrive at the House of Pain. And why the hell are you here your match is 5 miles from here!
Inmate: A warm up.
Inmate then smiles his sadistic smile
Mayhem: SHIT!!!!!
Mayhem tries to hobble away but Inmate clotheslines him 5 ways from Sunday Mayhem cries out in pain and Inmate continues to beat upon his helpless body until security comes and practically drags Inmate away from Mayhem
Inmate: Pellington consider that my entry into LAST MAN STANDING!!!
Stanyer: Why does Inmate always pick on poor Johnny Mayhem?
Dawg: Probably because everybody else picks on him as well.
Stanyer: No comment on that one.
Dawg: I'm looking forward to this one, this should be pretty good.
Stanyer: We go over there live now.
The camera fades to the Penititenatary where Prison Match II will take place with Darkstorm being placed in his starting cell and several of the guards looking around
Guard 1: Where the hell is he!?! He knows he's supposed to be here by now.
A guard and Inmate come walking in to the main corridor
Guard 1: Where the hell were you we were already behind shedcule!?!
Inmate: hehe he he Setting up some last minute ... he he he surprizes.
Looking at Darkstorm behind bars
Inmate: Sorry I didn't have enough time to gift wrap them for you.
Lunges at Darkstorm but is caught be the Guards
Guard 2: Save it for the fans boys!
Guard 1: Honestly I don't think 2.4 million is enough to deal with this one alone much less the both of them.
Hearing this Inmate decks the Guards shakes out his hand cracks a few knuckles and his neck and walks inside his cell and stretches as the second Guards checks on the first
DarkStorm: I would save some of that violent energy for me.
Inmate: I've got an ocean of violent energy waiting. I can spare a glass of it. Prepare to fight FOR YOUR LIFE!
The cameras cut to commercial as Inmate's cell door closes with a close up of his enraged face
SIXTEEN MEN WILL FIGHT FOR ONE PRIZE
TO BE THE LAST MAN STANDING
COMING SOON - LIVE ON PWF PPV.
Stanyer: This match is about to get underway, so I'll give you all a quick rundown of the rules. There is a grand total of one rule - whoever gets through the front gate first, wins the match. That's it. They can do whatever they like inside of that prison to achieve their goal.
Report: The camera pans in on the cells, the existing Inmates are all behind bars and cheering wildly. Inmate and DarkStorm are in opposite cells. Both are staring intently at one another, waiting for the buzzer. The buzzer that signifies the opening of the two cells and the beginning of the match. That buzzer goes off and the two men fly out of the cells and clash in the centre. Inmate gains control with a viscious knee to the gut, he then grabs DarkStorm and flings him face first into the bars of his cell. Inmate then pushes Darkstorms face against the bars and rakes his face across a number of the cells. Finally he is knocked to the floor when one of the inmates punches him in the face. A loud cheer erupts from the prisoners. One of the guards threatens the attacker with a Stun Baton, but he retreats back into his cell. Inmate then deliberately throws DarkStorm into the Prison Guard and gets the loudest cheer of the night. He grabs his Stun Baton and then uses it on DarkStorm, who jolts up in pain and rolls away from Inmate, quivering. Inmate spins the baton around and prepares to use the metal part of the baton on DarkStorm. He waits for DarkStorm to begin getting up, and then smashes the baton over the back of his head. DarkStorm rolls away into one of the cells, but the prisoner inside of the cell gives Storm a few kicks, and he has to roll away from the cell now, but only straight into Inmate who drags DarkStorm to his feet and then smashes him clean in the face with the baton. Inmate hangs onto DarkStorm, stopping him from going down. He delivers three vile shots to the face with the baton, busting DarkStorm open, and then throws him across the hallway, leaving him sprawled out on the concrete floor. DarkStorm pulls himself onto all fours and then begins crawling towards the exit. Inmate laughs at him and walks alongside Storm, taunting him, before delivering a stiff kick to the gut. Inmate then casually walks towards the door and holds it open for DarkStorm. He crawls partway through the door when Inmate aggressively slams the door shut, crushing DarkStorm's ribs in-between. Inmate then kicks DarkStorm through the door. Inmate kicks DarkStorm, but he is motionless and is leaving a trail of crimson along the floor. Inmate goes in search of something, probably a weapon, having thrown the stun baton away.
Stanyer: You have to wonder what DarkStorm has gotten himself into, he has so little experience in a hardcore environment, let alone a prison.
Dawg: Inmate appears to be just taking his time, and picking DarkStorm apart at his own leisure.
Stanyer: What is Inmate doing?
Dawg: He looks like he's searching for something.
Stanyer: I can see that, but what is he looking for?
Dawg: I don't know, anything.
Stanyer: Oh oh, I think he's found what he's looking for. Oh no, this is going too far, he can't use that.
Dawg: This is a Prison Match, everything is legal, including that Axe, even if it meant to be in case of a fire.
Inmate looks at the Axe, and his eyes light up. He heads back down towards where he left DarkStorm, but he is not there. Inmate looks down the opposite corridor, no sign of him. He goes back towards the door to the cells, when suddenly it his kicked violently into his face, the axe is sent sliding across the floor, as Inmate staggers away and falls to the ground. DarkStorm comes charging through the doors with an angry look on his bloodied face. He grabs Inmate and pounds his face with the hardest right hands he can muster. He slams Inmate's head into the wall and then drags him down the corridor. Storm tosses Inmate down the corridor and then as he staggers to his feet, DarkStorm charges in and hits a clothesline so hard, he hurts his own arm in the process. DarkStorm pulls Inmate up and then slams his head into the wall. He grabs him in a headlock and then drags him towards a set of double doors. He then throws him through the doors. We follow them inside and reveal the prison workshop. DarkStorm has already grabbed hold of the nearest item he could find, which happened to be a wrench. He smashes it over Inmates head, and he goes down, slumped over a workshop bench. DarkStorm climbs on top of an adjacent bench, and then dives off, crushing Inmate with a Leg Drop. Inmate rolls off the bench and falls to the floor. Storm pulls Inmate up and slams his head into the desk, and then grabs him before he can fall to the floor. He drags him across the room and throws him onto another workbench. He then grabs a saw. He places it across the forehead of Inmate and then pulls across his forehead. This wakes him up quickly as he staggers around holding an open wound in his forehead. A smile comes across DarkStorm's face. He grabs Inmate and slams him into some kind of machine. He then hooks him up and Russian Leg Sweeps him headfirst into then workbench. He then uses the bench for support as he delivers repeated boots to the chest of Inmate. DarkStorm pulls Inmate up, but suddenly he grabs him and then uses his power to life DarkStorm up, and then Spinebuster him onto the bench. It doesn't break, but it shakes violently, and DarkStorm rolls over, holding his back. Inmate shakes his head, clearing the stars from his eyes. Once he has regained his senses. He grabs DarkStorm and drags him across the workshop and then throws him through a set of doors.
Stanyer: I think Storm pissed him off.
Dawg: Not something you want to do, especially in this environment. Inmate is bad enough under normal rules, when anything goes, it's bad. And when your in what was his home for ten years, it's suicidal.
Stanyer: Surely DarkStorm had to sign for this match? I mean, both wrestlers usually have to agree to the match.
Dawg: Well, DarkStorm obviously wanted to prove a point.
Stanyer: Well, it looks like he may have to prove that point another time.
Inmate has Storm by the hair and is dragging him down the corridor. Storm manages to break free of Inmate, only to take a kick to the gut. Inmate then drags him up and throws him down the corridor. Storm slides down towards a door. He quickly gets to his feet and heads through the door. Inmate begins to run after him. He gets to the door, but just before he goes through it, he pulls himself out of the way, and just in time, as Storm kicks the door back through. Inmate staggers away, feigning that he was hit. Storm grabs him in a headlock, unaware that Inmate is faking it. Storm takes Inmate through the door, opening up into the cafeteria. Suddenly, Inmate lifts Storm up, and before Storm can realise what happened, Inmate slams him gut and face first on the cafeteria floor. Inmate storms over to the service area and grabs a pile of trays. He walks back towards DarkStorm, and then slams them on him, just as he is trying to get back up. Inmate then drags Storm to his feet and then slams his head into the nearest table. Inmate takes Storm across the room and throws him across the counter. He then looks behind the counter and an evil smile comes across his face. He grabs DarkStorm and throws him face first into the wall. Inmate then goes over to the stove and turns all of the pans up to maximum. He gives Storm a few kicks as he waits for them to heat up. He then grabs Storm's hand and drags it up towards the stove. He places it on one of the heated pans. Storm screams out in agony as his hand is burned. Inmate finally lets go, while laughing at Storm. He then pulls him up by the head, suddenly Storm catches Inmate with a swift Low Blow. As Inmate holds his family jewels. DarkStorm grabs him by the head and places it against the hot pans. Now it is Inmates turn to wail in pain. Storm finally lets go when the heat gets to his own hands. Storm cradles his burnt arm with his free arm, while Inmate slumps down against the freezer. He staggers over to it and places his burnt arm inside, cooling it down, and relieving some of the pain. Inmate also pulls himself up and puts his head inside of the freezer. Storm sees this, but rather than pull him out, he lets him stay there for a moment, and then slams the door of freezer shut, crushing Inmate's already injured head. DarkStorm then watches as Inmate slumps down to the floor, and looks like he is unconcious. Storm then suddenly seems to remember why he is here, and heads for the exit to the cafeteria. He heads through into a corridor, our camera follows him as he staggers up the corridor, cradling his arm. He reaches a security door, that leads to the entrance. But it is locked. The man behind the door signals to DarkStorm and heads to the control panel and tries to open the door, but he is having trouble.
Stanyer: Looks like Storm remembered what he is doing in this prison, he has to get through the front gate to win the match.
Dawg: Looks like that guard is having trouble opening the door, he must have opened it a thousand times, and on the one occasion it actually matters, he can't open it.
Stanyer: The way things always are, nothing ever works when it's supposed to.
Dawg: Yeah, bit like me and you, we've been together over a year, and you still can't work with me.
Stanyer: That's probably because I find you obnoxious.
Dawg: You see what I mean, jackass's like yourself can never be as civilised as I am.
Stanyer: Makes note: Ignore Dave Harley for next 3 hours..
As we are concentrating on DarkStorm waiting to get through the doors. We hear someone speak behind him. "Having trouble? Here, let me help you." - DarkStorm turns around to see Inmate, who grabs him and then pulls him back before throwing him clean through the glass door. The guard looks on in shock, as the doors are meant to be shatterproof. Inmate has a giant black mark covering most of his face, some parts are still smoking actually. DarkStorm is trying to crawl away from Inmate, but the glass is cutting up anything that touches it. Inmate drags Storm up to his feet and then grabs him from behind and delivers the Jailbreaker (Bubba Bomb), driving Storm into the glass. Inmate pulls the groggy Storm up to his feet and throws him towards the main doors, but they open automatically, and Storm just goes flies through them and rolls over and lies down on the car park, it is late evening, dusk has fallen. Inmate follows Storm outside and grabs Storm, and throws him onto the back of a truck. Inmate pulls Storm up and looks set to Powerbomb Storm onto the main part of the truck, but Storm counters the Powerbomb with the DarkStorm Driver, and Inmate goes headfirst into the steel of the truck. DarkStorm takes a while to get his bearings, but then he sees the front gate only a hundred yards ahead and musters up his last few ounces of strength and heads towards the exit. As he bears down on the last 30 yards. There is a revving of an engine, then lights glare in Storms eyes as he turns around to see Inmate driving a truck directly towards him. Storm starts to run towards the exit, while looking back, but realises he isn't going to make it, and dives out of the way just in time. Suddenly the truck screaches to a halt, and Inmate gets out of the truck, he has a crowbar in hand, which presumably must have been in the truck. He stalks towards DarkStorm and clubs him across the face three times. He finally pull Storm up and delivers the Death Sentence before he leaves him and gets back in the truck. He revs the engine up and drives towards the exit. Suddenly there is a screeching of tires and a car pulls up right in front of Inmate, blocking his exit. Inmate gets out of the truck looking seriously pissed off. He storms up to the other man, whose face can't be seen in this light. The mystery man suddenly floors Inmate with a lead pipe across the forehead. Then he speaks up.
Mystery Man: "You are imperfect, the worst I've seen. You will become the first subject of Operation Utopia. Come, you must be prepared.
The man opens up his car, and then pulls out handcuffs, he puts them on Inmate and then throws him into the back of the car. While he does this, we can see the back of his jacket, which has the words "The Perfect Outlaw" written on the back. He then gets into the car, his face conveniently avoiding the camera, and then reverses out of the prison.
Stanyer: Well, I have no idea who that man is, but we will call him "The Perfect Outlaw" for now. I guess technically, Inmate is the European Champion, although we have no idea where he is.
Dawg: Operation Utopia? The Perfect Outlaw? What the hell is going on?
Stanyer: Don't ask me, perhaps this situation will be cleared up next week, or maybe later on tonight, who knows?
Dawg: We shall have to wait and see as always.
Stanyer: Well now we get to see something quite special, this is the footage shot earlier of Homicide arriving at the Fleet Center, this is a homecoming he will never forget.
Rows and rows of people are packed along the sidewalks cheering as the mean green Veilside peels into downtown Boston, Massachusetts. Signs are everywhere advertising the huge PWF extravaganza, 'House of Pain PPV', for this upcoming Sunday night. The car comes to a revving halt at the stoplight before taking a right into the Boston Fleet Center parking lot, finding a spot in the reserved section with the name 'Homicide' in yellow parallels. Music erupts out of the car until the giant, Homicide grabs his bags, shuts her off and locks her up, then he is crowded by all his hometown fans. He climbs up and stands on his sports car's roof, preaching his words of both praise and things to come..
Homicide: "Your Massacre has returned!"
The crowd erupts in 'Homicide' chants.
Homicide: "It feels great to return to the land which tolerated me for sixteen years, until my accident.. I apologize that I had to cut it short, but hey.. Shit happened."
Laughter echoes from all angles.
Homicide: "But a grand case of that wont be the case this Sunday.. Oh, no.. What awaits Solo is anything but a 'shit happened', it will be a bold and intentional assault to FINALLY rid the Pelican Wrestling Federation of some heavy DEADWEIGHT.. And I mean a shit load! We have listened to his threats fall idle for long enough, and it's time someone makes him swallow those words!"
Chants of "kill him!" begin in the back rows.
Homicide: "Punishment will be his sentencing, and His Massacreness PROMISES that it will be carried out to the EXTREME! In my masterpiece named in honor of this great city, Boston Massacre IV!!"
More cheers erupt.
Homicide: "You all know that my word is set in stone, and that I will NOT let you guys down.. I wont stop the beating until he stops breathing! Only one of us can walk out, and if that means he will need two broken legs so he can't walk, OR two broken arms so he can't crawl either, SO BE IT! Both if I must.. For what he has DONE, what he has COST me: the hours of work WASTED on him to pull his weight, the time he cost me the WORLD title.. I just don't see any other solution at the moment but to rid him from wrestling.. Perhaps life as well.."
His Massacreness pauses, raising his arms up and facing the Heavens.
Homicide: "Hard work pays off - No doubt! Look at the Patriots, look at where the Red Sox are at. Look how close the Celtics were.. We are a city of success, and come House of Pain.. The trend CONTINUES... MASSACRE STYLE!!!"
A huge ovation is given as His Massacreness steps down, grabs his bags, and heads off towards the arena.
Homicide: "Peace, OUT!!"
Dawg: DAMN! That was loud, I think I've gone deaf.
Stanyer: Jackass.
Dawg: What did you call me?
Stanyer: Your hearings still working, damn, never mind. What a welcome back that was for Homicide, I've not seen anything like that in a LONG time. When he steps out into that ring, it will be a noise unlike anything you've ever heard before. And I can't wait.
The scene opens up to the MoM dressing room, where only Sandstorm is present. He is sitting in front of a Japanese flag and many different weapons are laid out in front of him, when a knock at the door is heard. Sandstorm sighs and gets up. He walks over to the door where Ted Tedison and a cameraman are standing.
Sandstorm: Dammit man, what's wrong with you!? Don't you usually just barge in to people's dressing rooms, I mean, I heard that one time you did that to MVD and you saw his wife half naked!
Tedison: Heh, yeah, that's a day I'd love to forget, but seriously though, I see the 4th of July as a sort of resolution period, and one of my resolutions was to knock a bit more often.
Sandstorm: What were your other resolutions?
Tedison: Well, first off, I was going to invest in one of those penis enlargers, my wife has been on my back lately and..........HEY! This isn't your interview, it's mine, and I'll ask the damn questions around here!
Sandstorm: Geez, sorry stumpy, I didn't think you were so sensitive about your work!
Tedison: Dammit! Don't call me stumpy! That's was my high school nickname!
Sandstorm: Yeah yeah, whatever, so I guess you want an interview.
Tedison: That would be nice.
Sandstorm: Fine, come in Stum....Ted, over here.
Sandstorm walks back over to the array of weapons and the Japanese flag which towers above it. Tedison takes a seat next to it, as does Sandstorm.
Sandstorm: Do you see these weapons Ted, do you? These are just a few of the goodies I will be using on Parish tonight, pretty brutal huh?
Tedison: You wanna see brutal? I'll send you a tape of my wife with a whip, now that is brutal, and quite painful if you ask me, yet pleasurable when she.............
Sandstorm: Man, I can't handle this right now, get the hell out!
Sandstorm drags Ted over to the door, opens it, and tosses him out onto his ass along with the cameraman.
Stanyer: The ring is being prepared for something beyond violence, because that is what a Japanese Death Match is like.
Dawg: Barbwire ropes, anything goes. And of course, C4 explosives.
After being tossed out of Sandstorms locker room, he goes to track down Silas Parish. He catches up with him just outside of his own locker room. He signals for the cameraman to roll 'em and approaches the US champion.
Tedison: Silas! Silas, can I have a few...
Parish: Get away from me Tedison. You're a sick, sick little man.
Parish shoves Tedison away and enters his own locker room, closing and locking the door behind him.
Stanyer: Well, just before we get underway, I'll give you all a quick rundown of the rules for this match. Victory is achieved by pinfall. However, this is no wrestling match. The ring ropes are replaced by barbwire, not the plastic tipped stuff you saw in WCW, the real deal. On the outside of the ring are sets of barbwire wrapped boards. Some of these are fitted with C4 explosives, designed to go off on impact. Also, fitted to the ring as sets of C4 explosives. At the 10 minute mark, they will all explode at once. There will be ten rings of the bell to count down to this explosion. That's about all. Anything goes, as you'd expect.
The lights dim in the arena and the fans start to wonder who will be coming through the curtain. Yellow, and black lasers shoot down towards the stage and smoke enclouds the rampway. The titantron lights up with the name "Sandstorm" on it in sand. A huge gust of wind can be heard and the name on the titantron blows away. All of a sudden, "Brother" by Breaking Point erupts over the P.A system and the fans start to cheer. Sandstorm suddenly emerges from the smoke and struts down to the ring, slapping the fans' hands on his way. He enters the ring and does his signature taunt. The music cuts off, and the lights turn on. Sandstorm waits in the ring for his unlucky foe to make his presence felt.
James: Introducing from Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, weighing 266lbs, The Rage of the Sahara, Sandstorm
"Come out and Play" by The Offspring begins to play increasingly loud through the arena speakers, heralding the arrival of "Pitbull" Silas Parish. Several scenes of a pitbull on a chain, barking and straining to get loose, play on the TitanTron as the words SILAS PARISH slowly appear across the middle of the screen. Suddenly, a series of pyrotechnic explosions erupt down the right side of the ramp and back up the left side as Silas steps through the backstage curtain and into view. He pauses at the top of the ramp, his eyes locked on his opponent in the ring. He cracks his knuckles and makes sure the tape around his hands is tight, his gaze still locked on the ring. Then he begins to stalk forward. About halfway down the ramp he breaks into a run and slides into the ring under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet well before the bell rings.
James: Introducing from Vancouver, Canada, Silas Parish. Crowd Boos loudly
Report: Parish and Sandstorm stare each other down across the ring. They charge at each other and tie up in the middle of the ring. Sandstorm pushes Parish backwards into the barb-wire, he crys out in pain, but then pushes Sandstorm away and pulls himself away from the wire. Parish charges at Sandstorm, but he counters with the Sahara Wind (Kitchen Sink). Parish gets to his feet holding his gut, Sandstorm scores with a couple of right hands and then whips Parish hard into the barbwire. Parish staggers off holding his back. Sandstorm scoops him up and plants him with a Sidewalk Slam. He goes for a very early cover. .1 ..2 . Parish easily kicks out. Sandstorm pulls him to his feet and throws him into the corner. Sandstorm then starts to stomp a mudhole in Parish, until he ends up in a sitting position. Where Sandstorm uses his foot to choke Parish. Finally Parish has no choice but to roll under the wire and escape to the floor. He paces around, holding his throat and getting his breath back. Parish grabs the nearest Steel Chair and tosses it into the ring at Sandstorm. While Sandstorm is trying to get the chair. Parish slides under the wire and attacks Sandstorm from behind. He delivers a few clubs to the back, and then two forearms to the back of the head and then he hooks Sandstorm up and delivers a Back Drop. Parish then picks up the steel chair. He taps it against the mat as Sandstorm is getting to his feet. Parish then cracks the chair across Sandstorm's forehead. Parish looks at the huge dent in the chair and smiles. He then tosses the chair aside and pulls Sandstorm towards the barb-wire. He then places his throat over the barb-wire, straddles him and then wrenches back on the wire, choking him, and ripping at the flesh, including his own. Parish finally lets go, he looks at his hands, despite his thick grappling gloves, his left hand has been cut open. He ignores it and pulls Sandstorm up to his feet. Parish pulls a groggy Sandstorm up to his feet and then whips him hard into the barb-wire. He then springs up to the top rope as Sandstorm struggles to his feet. He then flies through the air and floors Sandstorm with a Flying Missile Dropkick. Parish then rolls out of the ring and grabs a non-C4 barbwire board. He slides it into the ring and places it behind him and Sandstorm. He then pulls Sandstorm up and hooks both arms. He then delivers a Double Arm Suplex, driving Sandstorm onto the barbwire board.
Stanyer: The ring is definitely beginning to turn red. It was such a nice white colour before as well.
Dawg: "House of Pain" they call this PPV, more like "Night of Pain". Or many nights in the case of most of these wrestlers. As I doubt their wounds will be healing anytime soon. This is a Japanese Death Match, and we are just warming up?
Stanyer: Yep, just getting started, we got the Boston Massacre Match to come yet.
Dawg: If this rate is anything to go by, the sky will be red by the end of the night.
Parish pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and then hooks his head and drives it into the barbwire board with a DDT. Parish then rolls out of the ring. The crowd begins to murmur as Parish slides in the first of the C4 explosive boards. Parish rolls back into the ring. He helps Sandstorm up to his feet and nails him with two stiff right hands. He then sets him up for a Powerbomb onto the C4. But Sandstorm blocks it and counters with a Back Body Drop. Parish is quick to his feet and tries to hit the Ego Buster (Bulldog) on Sandstorm, but he ducks it and then hooks the head off Parish and then Reverse DDT's him onto the C4 board, a loud explosion goes off and smoke surrounds the two wrestlers. When the smoke finally clears, everyone is surprised as we see that Sandstorm has Parish locked in the Infinite Rest (Dragon Sleeper). After choking Parish for a while, Sandstorm releases the hold and gets to his feet. He suddenly realises his left arm is burnt and the pain finally catches up with him. He tries to shake it off as he pulls Parish to his feet. He sees the barbwire board and pulls it towards him. He boots Parish in the gut and then delivers a Pulling Piledriver onto the barbwire board. Parish rolls away with a cut on his head, to add to the burnt hair and scalp he already has. Sandstorm struggles to his feet and then rolls underneath the barbwire. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a table, and gets a great pop from the crowd. He slides it into the ring. The noise from the crowd gets louder as Sandstorm carefully picks up a C4 board and slides it under the barbwire. Sandstorm gives Parish a couple of gut kicks, just to make sure he stays down, and then sets up the table. He then picks up Parish and rolls him onto the table. But Parish gets in a few punches to break free and then gets off the table. Parish delivers a couple more swift right hands, until Sandstorm blocks one of them and scores with a couple of right hands of his own. He sends Parish into the ropes and then as soon as he comes off the ropes he plants him with a Sambo Suplex. Sandstorm then mounts Parish and pounds his face with aggressive right hands. Eventually Parish manages to push Sandstorm off him and begins to pull himself to his feet. But Sandstorm intervenes and lifts Parish over his shoulder, and then Snake Eyes him on the barbwire. As Parish staggers around holding his face. Sandstorm delivers a boot to the gut and then plants him with a DDT onto the barbwire board. Sandstorm then pulls Parish up and rolls him onto the table. He picks up the C4 explosive board and places it on top of Parish. Like a dominoe effect, the crowd rise to their feet, from front to back, in anticipation of the insane move Sandstorm is about to attempt. Sandstorm climbs to the top rope and then stands up straight. He stares at Parish for a moment, then takes a deep breath. Sandstorm then goes for the Optical Illusion (Shooting Star Press). But as he comes out of the flip, a look of shock hits his face. Parish has rolled off the table, but left the C4 there. In that split second you can see Sandstorm bring his hands to his face as there is a sudden crash and explosion at the same time.
Stanyer: OH MY GOD!!! SANDSTORM IS DEAD!!!!
Dawg: Hey, calm down, don't go jumping to conclusions. You of all people should know better.
Stanyer: Well, he's lying in that pile of charred wood, he isn't moving, and he doesn't look in too great of a condition.
Dawg: No, you wouldn't if you'd just missed a Shooting Star Press and landed on C4 explosives. But have a little faith in Sandstorms resilience. There is a good chance he's still alive. Him having escaped serious injury, highly unlikely.
Stanyer: Oh my god!! I think he's moving!!
Dawg: See! If only you'd listen to me more often .
Sandstorm is moving, but not much, he just lifts his right arm up and then brings it over to his left arm, which he begins to cradle. Signalling that it may be injured. While Sandstorm has been recuperating. So has Silas Parish. Even he looked pretty shocked with what happened to Sandstorm. There is a sudden "ding" of the bell from the timekeeper. Signalling that we've had nine minutes, in one more minute, the C4 explosives that are placed at various points in the ring are scheduled to go off. This wakes Parish up and he quickly goes to cover Sandstorm. Referee Duane Dibley manages to find somewhere to count the fall without burning himself on hot cinders. .1 .2 amazingly, Sandstorm lifts a shoulder up. Parish looks on in shock. Convinced it was an instinctive reaction. Parish covers again, hooking the leg back. ..1 .2 Sandstorm does it again and kicks out. Parish pulls Sandstorm to his feet and holds him while he delivers a few right hands. (ding) The timekeeper begins to toll the bell as we await the big explosion. (ding) Parish delivers one last right hand to Sandstorm. (ding) Parish sets Sandstorm up for the Downfall (ding) suddenly Sandstorm breaks free (ding) Sandstorm boots Parish in the gut (ding) Sandstorm hooks Parish up for The Mirage (Cradle DDT). (ding) Sandstorm takes a deep breath. (ding) Sandstorm lifts Parish up in the air (ding) Sandstorm deliver The Mirage (BOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!) The sound of the explosion echoes around the arena. The crowd, those that aren't holding their ears, look on in shock and await to see the result of the explosion. Referee Duane Dibley is actually on the outside, having decided that he wants nothing to do with the explosion. When the smoke finally clears. He slides into the ring. The crowd look towards the monitors, or crane their necks to see what happened. Both men are unconcious, but Sandstorm has one hand placed on Parish's chest. That's enough for the referee, who makes the count. ..1 2 3!!!
Stanyer: We need some EMT's out here, NOW!!!
Dawg: Here they come, at some speed as well. They are working overtime today, as so many of tonights matches are extreme matches.
Stanyer: Sandstorm may be the new US champion, but he hasn't a clue that he is yet, and probably won't for a few days yet. I'm just glad this is over.
Dawg: The match may be over, but I can't see Parish letting this go. It's just not in his nature.
Stanyer: Well I will be glad just to see these two men walking again.
Hunt is near the Playaz Club locker room with a stripper.
Hunt: Alright this is going to be the ultimate pay back.
Stripper: Are you sure about this Jason?
Hunt: Oh i'm more sure than ever. You know what to do right?
Stripper: I got the jist of it.
Hunt: Go in there and do your thing, make it as unsuspicious as possible. This is going to be hilarious.
A man in a security suit walks up to Hunt and the stripper.
Security: Ok Jason, I rigged it up like you asked. That'll cost you 100 dollars.
Hunt: Aight, let me get it out of my wallet here.
Hunt goes into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet and he grabs a 100 dollar bill and forks it over to the Security guard.
Hunt: Is everything like I asked?
Security: Yes, I put it up like you wanted and the camera is well hidden. If you would come with me I can take you to the monitor room and we can watch.
Hunt: Sweet, i'll go with you in a minute. I got to take care of this stripper over here.
Security: Hey baby, what's your name?
Hunt: Trust me, you don't want to be hitting on this stripper.
Security: Why not?
Hunt: You'll see. So, Magenta right?
Stripper: Yep.
Hunt: I'll pay you now, how much do you want for this?
Stripper: For what i'm doing, 50 will be fine.
Hunt: Awesome.
Hunt pulls out a 50 dollar bill and hands it over to Magenta and Magenta accepts it.
Hunt: Ok, you go do your thing, and me and this JasonHolic over here will go watch you from the monitor room. Good luck.
Stripper: Don't worry, it'll go down perfect.
Hunt: I bet it will.
Hunt laughs and him and the security guard walk off to the monitor room. They get into the room and take a seat infront of a monitor and they watch Davey K, and Masta P sitting down and talking. There is a knock on the door, Davey K answers it and the stripper comes into the room.
Hunt: This is where it gets good.
Stripper: Hey there big boy, i'm here to ease all your troubles and take away some of that stress you have.
Davey K: Oooh yeah, this is gonna be hella cool.
Hunt: What a flamer.
Security: What is wrong with this stripper?
Hunt: Shhh...you'll see.
The stripper puts Davey K in a chair and begins a lap dance. Davey K slowly pulls down the stripper's panties until they come down and Davey K and Masta P let out a huge scream and Davey K pushes the stripper off of him and Davey K and Masta P run out of the run.
Hunt: Holy shit that was funnier than I expected.
Security: Why'd they run out screaming?
Hunt: Magenta my friend, is a cross dressing stripper.
Security: Huh?
Hunt: Dumbass...Magenta is actually a man.
Security: Sick.
Hunt: Check and mate, Jason Hunt is in the lead.
The camera fades out as Jason Hunt continues to laugh at the footage.
Dawg: Man, that is the funniest thing I have ever seen!!! I've been waiting an AGE for someone to do that to the Playaz Club.
Stanyer: That was just sick, I feel sorry for P and Davey, they did not have to see that.
Dawg: Yes, they did, because it was hilarious!! I'm going to have to ask Hunt to get me a tape of that.
Stanyer: I can see that doing the rounds a few times.
Ted Tedison stands outside King Volcanos locker room. He is rubbing Vicks vapor rub underneath his nose to cover up the farm smell pouring out of King Volcanos locker room. Tedison is about to knock as the door slowly creaks open. Tedison enters King Volcanos locker room. It is dark with satanic writings glowing on the wall. King Volcanos slaves form a circle around a pentagram. The "winged" goat stands in the middle of the circle and has a candle between his horns, which a small flame exists.
Tedison: Excuse me. Can I ask you a question?
King Volcano turns his head and notices Ted standing there. He lowers his hands at which the slaves stop chanting.
King Volcano: You just did.
Tedison scratches his head.
Tedison: What is your thought on the match tonight?
King Volcano: Tonight is a time for celebration for KING VOLCANO. It is my one-year anniversary here in the PWF. Everyone knows that the HOUSE OF PAIN is what KING VOLCANO is all about - PAIN. The TROUBLE for Heelmaster has just begun. He has now entered my HOUSE. Think about the stipulations- EXTREME and SUBMISSION. I am by far the greatest EXTREME Champion to grace the PWF. And I am the longest running MASTER OF SUBMISSIONS. No one in the PWF can submit me.
Tedison points at the goat.
Tedison: The goat... Will it have any bearing on the match?
King Volcano: The goat is my source of POWER. Heelmaster will be sacrificed to the goat tonight. I stand behind the goat and all the secrets it witholds.
Tedison: Then it is true? You really are a goatfu...
King Volcano grabs Tedison by the shirt.
King Volcano: Do NOT say it. Heelmaster will pay for his comments. He will see severe PAIN. When I am done with him he will be drinking through a tube. If you were smart, you would change the subject.
Tedison: Any last words on Solo?
King Volcano: What do you think?
Tedison: Would have I asked if I did not think their was?
King Volcano: Are you getting lippy with me?
Tedison: I am interviewing you, let me ask the questions. Does the Cult of Shadows have plans for Solo later on tonight?
King Volcano: No comment. You will just have to watch and see.
King Volcano looks at the goat and nods yes. The goat nods back.
King Volcano: It is time for you to leave. We have some last minute souls to contact before the match. Unless, of course, you want to join the circle.
The slaves open a position in the circle for Tedison
Tedison: Thats all right. I gotta run.
Tedison slides out the door as the slaves start to chant.
Slaves: GINK si onacloV ginK
Dawg: Okay, what the hell is it with King Volcano and goats? Does he have a personal vendeta against them or something?
Stanyer: I have no idea, you'll have to ask him that one, it's out of my hands.
Dawg: I just hope Heelmaster kicks his ass next.
Stanyer: Well folks, this is an Ultimate Submission Match, a 30 minute match, whereby you score points by making your opponent submit. After 30 minutes, if you have the most points, you win. There is no overtime in this match, if it is a tie, then the champion retains his title, which is Heelmaster. This should be a very close contest, both are experts when it comes to submissions.
The lights go pitch black for several seconds before several spotlights circle the crowd. Then as "King Volcano" by Bauhaus hits, all the spotlights focus on the entrance where the sadistic King Volcano is being carried on a throne by his loyal slaves to the arena. The tron shows the Chinese martial arts expert King Volcano ripping apart limbs on various PWF opponents using his devastating Eruption of Destruction. They show his victory winning the Hardcore and Extreme Belt and Master of Submission Title. The giant King steps in the ring with a kendo stick which he swings wildly at the booing crowd leaning over the ropes screaming "I am the best damn Hardcore wrestler here and I have the most feared move in the PWF. Noooooobody can survive my Eruption of Destruction." King Volcano puts his weapon down than he takes off his self appointed hardcore crown. He rolls his eyes back so only the whites appear as he meditates with tai chi while waiting for the bell to ring.
James: Introducing from The Orient, weighing 392lbs, King Volcano.Crowd gives a mixed reaction
"Roots, Bloody Roots" by Sepultra hits as the lights go black. Blue strobes light the building up for brief instants at a time. The Heelmaster, Kevin Shane, walks onto the ramp and flips the entire crowd off. He makes several lewd gestures to make the fans boo him even more. He then walks down to the ring, laughing to himself and bad mouthing several fans. He steps into the ring and motions for everyone to kiss his ass.
James: Introducing from Pitsburgh, Pennysylvania, weighing 257lbs, The Heelmaster. Crowd boos loudly
Report: Heelmaster and King Volcano circle each other. They tie up, but KV overpowers Heelmaster and pushes him away. Heelmaster pulls himself to his feet and this time fakes a tieup and ducks behind King Volcano and literally clotheslines the back of KV's left knee. King Volcano is sent up in the air and lands on his back. Heelmaster holds the knee down and then lifts himself up to drive a stiff knee into KV's leg. Before Heelmaster can attack a 2nd time. King Volcano kicks Heelmaster in the face. They both get to their feet. They tie up, and then KV takes Heelmaster into an arm wrench. He jerks the arm and Heelmaster falls to one knee. KV then slowly twists the arm over. Heelmaster shakes his head and then rolls forward and tries to flip KV over, but he is too big and KV just snaps the hold on even more. He uses his free arm to deliver a few elbows to the point of Heelmaster's elbow and then delivers one big elbow and releases the hold, letting Heelmaster fall to the floor holding his arm. KV pulls Heelmaster up and then scoops him up over his shoulder. He delivers a Shoulder Breaker, but holds on and pulls Heelmaster back over his shoulder. He then delivers a 2nd Shoulder Breaker, but again hangs on. He then delivers the third Shoulder Breaker, much more visciously than the other two, before he finally lets him fall to the floor. King Volcano then places one foot on Heelmasters arm. He then places both feet on it, putting his near 400lb frame on just Heelmaster's arm. King Volcano loses his balance and falls off, and Heelmaster rolls onto his gut holding his arm. But KV pounces and locks the arm in the Molten Rock (Sitting Reverse Armbar). Heelmaster fights it as best as he can, he tries to pull himself towards the ropes, but realises that he has no chance of making it, and quickly taps out. Referee Morgan Black tells King Volcano to release the hold and step away. Heelmaster now has 30 seconds to recover.
Dawg: Huh? What the hell? Why did he tap out so quickly?
Stanyer: Probably tactics. Think about it, if Heelmaster had tried to fight the hold for a minute or two, the score might still be nil all, but he would have an injured arm, with over 25 minutes to go.
Dawg: I see your point. Being 1-0 down so early isn't so bad, but having an injured arm would be.
James: King Volcano is now 1 up in this match.
Heelmaster pulls himself to his feet, shaking the feeling back into his arms as Morgan Black signals the end of the 30 second rest. King Volcano charges at Heelmaster, but he quickly ducks under the ropes and rolls to the outside of the ring. He paces around for a moment, regaining the feeling in his arms. King Volcano decides to stand in the middle of the ring and stare at Heelmaster. When Heelmaster has finally finished pacing around, he grabs a Steel chair and then slides into the ring. King Volcano backs off for a moment, assessing the situation. Heelmaster goes for a big shot with the chair. But KV ducks it, however Heelmaster has anticipated it and he is already swinging for King Volcano's knees. There is a loud crack and KV falls to the mat clutching his left knee. Heelmaster rears the chair back and delivers another sickening blow. He then lift's KV's leg up and slips it into the fold of the chair. Heelmaster then climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle. He dives off and delivers a two footed stomp to the chair, crushing KV's knee inbetween. The big man shakes his leg, sending the chair flying, and then rolls to his gut clutching the knee. Heelmaster drags the leg and slides out of the ring. He pulls KV over to the ring post. He then slams his leg, knee first, into the ring post. Heelmaster then does it a second time. He then pulls both of KV's legs towards him and then surprises everyone by locking in a Figure Four around the ring post. This time, not even King Volcano can hold back the cries of pain. And he quickly taps out. Morgan Black signals for the bell and Heelmaster is forced to break the hold.
James: Heelmaster has now tied the match at 1 all.
Stanyer: The Ultimate Submission match is a stiff test on a wrestlers abilities. It's 30 minutes long, so great stamina is needed. Obviously knowledge of submission holds helps. But tactics play a major part. If you go out there thinking you can resist every submission hold thrown at you, then you'll lose, as it's physically impossible for any human being.
Dawg: I don't think either of these two will have to worry about tactics. Both are experts in that field. If it was just one submission, then that would be a different story.
Morgan Black signals the end of the 30 second break. There are 22 minutes left on the clock. King Volcano is back on his feet, although he is struggling to keep his balance. Heelmaster makes sure he stays down with a viscious running dropkick to the injured knee. Heelmaster then lifts the knee up onto the ropes and then uses the top rope to lift himself high into the air and then drives his full weight down on KV's knee. King Volcano tries to roll out of the way, but Heelmaster stops him and sets up the leg again. Once again he drives his full weight into him. Heelmaster then pulls KV towards the middle of the ring and holds his leg as he delivers a few boots to the inside of the knee. Heelmaster then starts to go for another Figure Four Leglock, but KV boots him in the ass and sends him into the ropes. KV then quickly hits a Drop Toe Hold on Heelmaster and holds on with the knee then rolls onto Heelmaster and hooks the head to complete the STF, all in one motion. Heelmaster begins to start crawling towards the ropes, but then King Volcano rolls onto his back, with Heelmaster above him. With nowhere to go, and no way out of the hold. Heelmaster signals to Morgan Black that he submits and the referee calls for the bell and the breaking of the hold.
Stanyer: Amazing move from King Volcano there. One moment he looks in trouble, but in just one minute he turned Heelmaster's complete dominance into a submission point for himself.
Dawg: I'd like to know how someone so big, can be so agile?
Stanyer: Years and years of training I guess.
James: King Volcano is now 2-1 up in this match. There are 18 minutes remaining.
Morgan Black signals the end of the 30 second break. Both men are on their feet now, nursing their injuries. But the anger is them is generating that much adrenalin, they can barely feel their injuries. They both pace around each other. Then the anger explodes and the two tie up, they both refuse to let go of each other, and then take each other to the mat. King Volcano is on top and pounds Heelmaster with right hands to the ribs, but then Heelmaster rolls KV over and pounds his face with right hands. Only for King Volcano to counter and go back to his right hands. This battle continues for a minute until finally King Volcano pushes Heelmaster off and they both get to their feet. Heelmaster goes for a right hand, but King Volcano blocks it. Heelmaster tries a left hand instead, but KV also blocks that and then throws Heelmaster halfway across the ring with the awesome InfernoPlex (Double Underhook Belly to Belly Suplex). Heelmaster staggers up to his feet and backs into the corner. King Volcano charges in and spears Heelmaster in the corner. As King Volcano backs off, Heelmaster staggers out of the corner holding his gut. King Volcano scoops him up and plants him with a Pendulum Backbreaker. King Volcano then rolls Heelmaster over and locks in a Camel Clutch. Heelmaster, knowing he is a point down, doesn't want to tap out. So he begins to crawl towards the ropes. King Volcano wrenches back. Even releasing the hold a couple of times to drop his weight on Heelmaster's back. But Heelmaster is determined to reach the ropes, and finally manages to grab the bottom rope. King Volcano releases the hold. Heelmaster uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. King Volcano whips him to the opposite ropes and then smashes him into the canvas with a destructive Tilt a Whirl Slam. Heelmaster instinctively rolls onto his gut. King Volcano locks both Heelmaster's legs and his head, then rolls onto his own back to complete the Bow and Arrow Lock. Once again, Heelmaster has nowhere to go, but this time he is trying to hold out, knowing King Volcano can't hold him up forever. But after a good minute, King Volcano shows no sign that he is going to let go. Heelmaster is now in serious pain, and he finally gives the referee the nod to call for the bell. King Volcano tosses Heelmaster off him.
Stanyer: Things are not looking good for Heelmaster now. There is now only 11 minutes remaining in this contest, and Heelmaster is 3-1 down.
Dawg: Heelmaster is going to have to do some work now. Even if he does have the championship advantage.
Stanyer: That is true, he does only need 2 submissions, not three. There is no overtime in this contest. If it is a draw, Heelmaster retains his title. But two submissions doesn't look possible at this moment in time.
James: King Volcano now leads this contest 3-1.
King Volcano wastes no time, as soon as the bell ring he charges at Heelmaster and floors him with a stiff clothesline. King Volcano then pulls Heelmaster up and tries to go for a Dragon Sleeper, but he counters with a quick jawbreaker. Giving him a few seconds to recover. But as he tries to get to his feet, he takes a Thai Roundhouse Kick straight to the face. Heelmaster goes back down and King Volcano pulls him up and this time does lock in the Dragon Sleeper Hold. Heelmaster doesn't want to go 4-1 down, and fights the hold as best as he can. But slowly but surely, he begins to fade and fall to the mat. King Volcano takes him down to the mat, but keeps the Dragon Sleeper locked in properly. Heelmaster continues to try and fight the hold, but slowly he begins to fade. Finally his body falls limp. Referee Morgan Black lifts up his arm and gets a 1 count. He lifts the arm up a 2nd time, and gets a 2 count. He lifts the arm up for the third time and it slumps down to the mat. Morgan Black calls for the bell and King Volcano releases the hold.
James: King Volcano is now 4-1 up in this contest.
Stanyer: Heelmaster is being taken to school in this match. He is now 4-1 down with just 8 minutes remaining.
Dawg: He's got to wake up first. As soon as the 30 second are up, King Volcano can lock in another submission hold and if Heelmaster doesn't recover in time, he'll lose another point.
Stanyer: That is true, then this match truly would be over.
The bell rings and King Volcano pounces on Heelmaster and snaps him into an Eastern Stretch. Morgan Black checks Heelmaster's arm and gets a 1 count. He checks it a 2nd time and gets a 2 count. He checks it a 3rd time and is signalling for the bell, but Heelmaster manages to keep his arm up. Morgan Black actually has to tell the timekeeper that Heelmaster hasn't been counted out. Somethings seems to come over Heelmaster as his arms begin to shake, soon his whole body is shaking. He fights out of the Eastern Stretch and gets to his feet. King Volcano scores with a couple of right hands, but Heelmaster completely ignores them. He then blocks one of KV's right hands and then twists it into an arm wrench. He then twists it over again, flipping KV over and then he delivers a Leg Drop to KV's arm before he swiftly motions into Code Red (Cross Armbreaker). But KV fights the hold, and won't let Heelmaster lock it on properly. Heelmaster lets go and delivers kicks to KV's shoulder as the big man gets to his feet. Heelmaster is running on pure adrenalin now. The clock ticks past the 5 minute marker and Heelmaster continues his attack to the shoulder. King Volcano finally pushes Heelmaster away, then grabs his shoulder as pain shoots through his arm. King Volcano goes for the Fire Within, but Heelmaster grabs the arm and snaps KV down into the Painkiller (Reverse Armbar). Pain shoots through King Volcano's shoulder. He realises he has a big advantage in the match and decides that he can afford to tap out this time, and does so. The clock reads 4:14 remaining as Morgan Black calls for the 30 second break.
Stanyer: Heelmaster pulls one back, but time is against him. Can he get two submissions in four minutes to tie the match?
Dawg: It's a challenge and a half, but come on Heelmaster, I know you can do this!!
James: King Volcano still leads the contest by a score of 4-2.
Heelmaster is breathing heavily, and it almost looks as if his body is shivering as the adrenalin courses through his veins. The bell rings again and Heelmaster charges in and spear takedowns King Volcano and snaps on Ultimate Heat (Ultimate Armbar). Heelmaster actually gets a very loud pop from the crowd. Despite their hatred for Heelmaster, the crowd always do love the underdog. King Volcano is fighting the hold as much as he can. He also uses the same move as his finisher, and he knows that there is no escape unless Heelmaster releases the hold. But he knows that there isn't much time left, he holds out as long as he can, but finally he taps the mat and submits. The clock reads 2:03.
James: King Volcano now leads by only one point, with the scores being 4-3.
Stanyer: Is this possible? Can Heelmaster pull this off and somehow tie this match?
Dawg: He's showing that it's possible, but the question is? Can he make King Volcano tap out or pass out. Or will King Volcano manage to either avoid Heelmaster, or just survive until the final buzzer.
Stanyer: We are in for a dramatic finale.
Heelmaster doesn't want to wait for the bell. He has already grabbed a steel chair, despite the orders of the referee. Almost as the bell rings Heelmaster cracks King Volcano over the head with the steel chair. Heelmaster then goes psycho on King Volcano's arm. Trying to do as much damage as he possibly can. He looks up at the clock and sees he has less than 90 seconds remaining. He quickly gets down and this time snaps on Code Red (Cross Armbreaker). King Volcano is just trying to resist the urge to tap out. The crowd are on their feet, amazingly urging Heelmaster on. King Volcano is teetering on the edge of conciousness. The clock ticks down past the 30 second mark. Heelmaster is exerting as much torque as he possibly can on the arm of King Volcano. Morgan Black is right in KV's face, asking him if he wants to give up. The ten second mark is reached and the crowd begin to count down. (ten) (nine) (eight) (seven) (six) (five) King Volcano's arm slumps to his side, but then suddenly jerks back up again. (four) . (three) (two) King Volcano's arm slumps to his side and Morgan Black lifts it up for the three count. (one). Morgan Black gets a one count but then immediately afterwards the buzzer sounds to signal the end of the match.
James: The winner of the Ultimate Submission Match by a score of 4 to 3, and NEW PWF Extreme Champion, KING VOLCANO!!!!
Stanyer: You have to feel for Heelmaster, he struggled throughout the match, but in the last ten minutes he gave everything he had, but it just wasn't quite enough.
Dawg: Oh dear, I think we should take cover, Heelmaster looks pissed off.
Heelmaster has snapped. He grabs the steel chair and floors the referee with a shot to the head. He delivers a few shots to King Volcano, he then tosses the chair towards the timekeeper. He then leaves the ring and heads up the ramp, kicking everything he can see.
Stanyer: Heelmaster is feeling the frustration, and I'm sure we can all relate to what he is feeling. But the fact remains, that King Volcano retains his "Master of Submissions" title, and he is once again the Extreme Champion.
Dawg: The last time he held that title was at last years End of the World PPV. We all know what happened then.
Stanyer: He could very well keep that title until that day, you just never know with someone like King Volcano.
Davey K and Masta P stand outside the locker room after witnessing a very scary sight
Davey K: Dude, she, he had a, a erm a
Masta P: I know a, a well a
At this point the security guy approaches
Security: Hahaha, did you get Jason Hunts little surprise?
Davey K: Are you laughing at me? Whats wrong junior, too dumb for the police force? Hang on.....Jason Hunt send the odd stripper.
Security: Yeah, he said she erm he is a friend of his.
Masta P: A friend eh?
Davey K: Interesting......
Masta P: Thank you Officer Jackass you have been limited help.
Davey K and Masta P head back into the locker room and sit next to the stripper
Davey K: So Jason sent you...
Stripper: Yeah Honey he did.
Davey K: OK, dont call me honey, it scares me. Really it does.
Masta P: So where do you know Jason from?
Stripper: My club
Davey K: Your.....club?
Stripper: Yeah..."Hot Man-Bitches"
Masta P: (In a Chandler Bing Stylee) Oh----my---God
Davey K: Jason Hunt......Hot Man Bitches........I think Im never going to stop laughing.
Stripper: Yeah he keeps calling me Matt when I dance.
Davey K: "Shake it Matt".....that sort of thing?
Stripper: Were you there?
Davey K: I can assure you I was not.
At this point Water Man dives through the door
Water Man: Ok, guys, fellas, if the canteen lady comes in with a big cloth tell her, that I didnt realise I couldnt carry all that water....
Stripper: Hey honey, I love a superhero
Water Man: Citizen Babe, allow me to whisk you away.
Stripper: Sure thing hot stuff!
Masta P: Wait! Water Guy!...
Davey K places his hand on Masta P's mouth
Davey K: Have a nice time water guy.
The Stripper and water guy leave, with their arms linked
Davey K: Let him be...he must learn
Masta P: Yes, and learn he shall.
Dawg: That is NOT true, and I'll refute that for Jason Hunt!!
Stanyer: What's not true?
Dawg: That he visits that club, whatever it was called.
Stanyer: I dunno, he's been acting strange recently.
Dawg: You'd better shut up, before he kicks your ass as well as Davey K's.
Stanyer: It's amazing what money will make people say or do Anyway, it's time for Homicides last words before he faces Solo.
Aggressively, shoulders loosen as muscular arms with tattoo decor swing back and forth across the body of His Massacreness. He bears a sinister smirk as he cracks his neck, making sure all is well and the adrenaline is flowing. Then, upon shaking all out final time, Homicide pauses from his workout, satisfied, turning to the camera.
Homicide: "Solo, this is your FINAL warning: RUN while you still can.. While I still LET you.. Once you are surrounded by the cold hard steel, there is NOWHERE to escape the inevitable!"
The grit Homicide bared earlier, cooperating with the laser stare, resurfaces.
Homicide: "You pissed away your LAST opportunity when you walked away from the Cult's offers tonight.. NOBODY, not even the Satan HIMSELF can save you NOW!! The time has come for you step down and RECOGNIZE the higher power which I control within, as it does business on your soon-to-be CADAVER!"
His tone begins getting much heavier.
Homicide: "Embrace all of the things you've taken for granted, Solo.. Walking, breathing.. MORTALITY! Yes, your life, which you don't seem to value too much by agree to face me.. There are so many things that you entrusted me with, and they must be sacrificed now for the greater cause.. ME! Tonight, a MASSACRE will be UNLEASHED!!!!!!"
Bellows of the depths below rattle out for many moments, the dark humor of His Massacreness.
Homicide: "They say a man lives and dies by his words.. We'll just see who was bullshitting who.."
His Massacreness pauses.
Homicide: "Victims, Solo, aren't we ALL?"
Stanyer: Well, this is it folks, Boston Massacre match. Cage, weapons all over the ring, and this time, a rule change, this match will be won by pinfall, not by the usual 10 count. Don't know why Homicide wanted the change, but it's been implemented.
"My Plague" by Slipknot hits as Solo walks out, he flips off the fans as he walks swiftly down to the ring. He climbs in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, he flips off the fans once again.
James: Introducing, from the Snake Pit, weighing 280lbs, This is SOLO!!! Crowd boos
The arena blackens and the opening cords of "Debonaire" by Dope are guitarred, breaking the silence of the crowd. On the UltraTron, a scene of mass destruction appears with three distant objects violently stampeding toward screen. They loop out of view, then consecutively RECOGNIZE.. OR.. REALIZE stamp the screen in dripping blood words, making them appear to shatter through glass when they collide with it, keying silver explosions (representing the glass) to reach the rafters from the stage with each of the 3! The music is now at full intensity and the arena lights begin to flicker in a red fiasco. The crowd is going wild and then explodes into a huge pop when the curtain moves aside and His Massacreness steps out on the stage and swaggers down to ringside, occasionally hi-fiving a fan along the way. He climbs up on the apron on the outside and poses (like Ken Shamrock) revealing his buff physique, then appearing to snap and his inner-aggression overtakes him while he is being introduced..
James: "Making his way to the ring, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, and weighing in at 292 pounds; He is "The REAL Boston Massacre" ... HOMICIDE!!!"Crowd gives a thunderous ovation.
The crowd continue to cheer for Homicide as the cage begins to lower around the two competitors. The noise is literally undescribable
Report: There is a crash as the cage finishes lowering around Homicide and Solo. There are about four weapons scattered across the canvas, and also 2 small brown bags. There are already numerous blood marks from previous wrestlers injuries. And there are 6 black marks from various C4 explosives. Homicide and Solo stare each other down. The bell finally rings and the two men walk up to the centre of the ring and square off. A few words are exchanged until finally they explode in a flurry of right hands. Homicide wins the exchange and batters Solo into the corner. Homicide then explodes on Solo with body shots, head shots and then finally an uppercut knocks Solo up in the air and sends him crashing down to the canvas. Homicide backs off and challenges Solo to get to his feet. Solo does so and then ducks Homicides first right hand and quickly rakes the eyes. Solo then delivers a series of right hands before he throws Homicide face first into the steel cage. Homicide staggers around for a moment, regaining his bearings. While he does so. Solo hooks him up and hits a simple Vertical Suplex. Solo stomps on Homicide as he gets to his feet. Homicide suddenly spear tackles Solo to a great pop from the crowd. Homicide pushes Solo back into the corner and then drills his face with hard Elbow Strikes. Homicide then whips Solo to the opposite corner and then follows in, but Solo moves out of the way and then comes off the ropes and floors Homicide with a clothesline as he bounced out of the turnbuckle. Solo then drops down and begins to choke Homicide. Referee Carlton Rock can't do anything about it, other than try to convince Solo to break the hold. Solo finally frees Homicide, and he rolls over clutching his throat. Solo kicks Homicide hard in the back of the head. Solo then shouts at Homicide "I'll give you more than breathing problems". Solo then spits on the back of Homicide's head. Carlton Rock turns away in disgust as Solo emphasises his point by stomping the spit into Homicide's hair. Solo then looks around the ring and finds one of the weapons. He picks up the steel Baseball Bat and spins it around in his hands. He waits for Homicide to get up, and then drives it into his gut. He then allows Homicide to stand up straight again, before smashing the bat into his gut a 2nd time. Solo then floors Homicide with a shot across the back. Solo then tosses the bat away and he press his foot down on the back of Homicide's head, pushing it into the canvas, before delivering yet another hard stomp to the back of his head. Solo drags Homicide part way up, and then throws him into the corner. He stomps a Mudhole in him and then he backs away for a moment, before charging in with a stiff knee to the face. Solo then drags Homicide up and puts his face against the steel. He shouts to the fans as he points to Homicide. "This is your hero?". Solo laughs and then pulls Homicide back and slams his face into the steel, bringing a chorus of boos and a chant of "Solo sucks" starts up.
Stanyer: Solo making sure the fans understand what he thinks of them, and Homicide.
Dawg: Not his fault the fans want to cheer for the hometown boy. But it will be his fault Homicide will be leaving the arena on a stretcher, and not walking down the ramp as a winner.
Stanyer: You should know better than that, you know that it will take a lot more than a few kicks to the head to take out someone like Homicide.
Dawg: True, but Solo has more in his locker than a few kicks to the head. Just you watch.
Solo pulls Homicide up to his feet and then sends him to the ropes, he then smashes him down with a stiff running lariat. Solo then drops a hard elbow drop and immediately gets up so he can deliver a 2nd elbow drop. He fakes a third elbow drop, and then places his foot on Homicide's face and twists it around. Solo paces around the ring looking for something, finally he sees what he's looking for, the reel of barbwire. He picks it up and then he kneels down by Homicide and rakes it across his face. When he finally pulls it away, Homicide's forehead is gashed open pretty badly, and crimson stains the canvas, not for the first time tonight either. Solo places the barbed wire on the mat and then pulls Homicide up. He sets him up for a Piledriver. But seeing his own blood has made Homicide angry, and he powers out of the piledriver. Solo gets up and Homicide scores with some viscious right hands. Homicide then sends Solo to the ropes and then plants him with a Sidewalk Slam onto the barb-wire. Solo rolls over holding his back. Homicide mounts him and begins to pound his face with right hands. He refuses to stop, finally Solo manages to push Homicide off him and they both get to their feet. Solo goes for a right hand, but Homicide ducks it and then goes behind Solo and plants him with a violent Release German Suplex. Homicide then looks around the ring and picks up a Singapore Cane. He waits for Solo to struggle to his feet, and then cracks him over the forehead with the Cane. Solo doesn't go down, he just staggers. Homicide needs three more shots before he can put Solo down on the mat. Homicide tosses the Cane away and pulls Solo up to his feet. He then lifts him up onto his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. And then plants him with the Boston Neckbreaker (Fireman's Carry to Pancake). Solo surprisingly bounces up to his feet and staggers around. Homicide just boots him in the gut and then hooks him up for a Suplex, he delays for a moment in the air, and then crushes Solo's cranium with an awesome Brainbuster. Homicide then begins to climb to the top rope. He then backs up the cage a few steps, before he flies off with a perfect Guillotine Leg Drop. Solo's body jolts up into the air. Homicide takes this oppurtunity to make the first cover of the match. .1 .2 .. Solo just gets his shoulder up. Homicide pulls Solo up and then sets him up for the Cell Splitter (Fire Thunder Driver), but Solo manages to get an arm free, and delivers a Low Blow to break the hold.
Dawg: YES!! This could be the turning point in the match.
Stanyer: Could be, it also could not be a turning point in the match. It's a chance for Solo to regain control of the match, I won't deny that.
Dawg: It's not as if the match was ever in any doubt. Solo looked like he was going to win it from the start, and nothing has changed.
Stanyer: I beg to differ. I think
Dawg: Nobody cares what you think, you always disagree with me anyway
Solo manages to mount Homicide and delivers a few right hands, but Homicide has recuperated pretty quickly, and he pushes Solo off him. They both get to their feet. Solo scores with a right hand, but Homicide quickly comes back with one of his own. The two exchange right hands for a moment until Solo wins the exchange. Solo then goes to slam Homicide's head into the steel cage, but Homicide blocks it with a foot on the ropes and then he slams Solo's head into the cage instead. Solo staggers around and Homicide grabs him and throws his face into the cage one more time. He then looks around the ring and he finds one of the small brown bags. He picks it up and then reaches in, and pulls out a handful of thumb-tacks. He then empties the entire bag in the middle of the ring. He then grabs Solo as he is trying to get to his feet. He then sets him up for The Boston Massacre (Reverse DDT Drop), but Solo twists out of it and delivers a few punches to the back of Homicide's head. He then pushes him into the ropes and as he comes off he lifts him turns him around and then violently spinebusters him onto the thumb-tacks. Homicide rolls over and scratches various parts of his body, trying to get the tacks out. He struggles to his feet, where Solo waits for Homicide to turn around, where he scores with a boot to the gut and then he gives Homicide Painful Memories (Stone Cold Stunner). Solo is about to go for the cover, when he stops. He looks up towards the top of the cage and gives a small, but sick smile. He spits at Homicide and then begins to climb to the top of the cage. The crowd slowly rises to it's feet as Solo makes it to the top and stands 16 feet above the ring. He stares down at Homicide and takes a deep breath. He then dives off with his famous Flying Elbow Drop and crashes down on Homicide's chest. Solo rolls away clutching his own body. Finally he crawls over to Homicide and makes the cover. .1 2 . Homicide just lifts his shoulder off the canvas. Solo holds his head in shock. He tries again with a cover. .1 2 . Homicide once again kicks out. Solo slams his fist into the mat and then gets up and gets in the face of Carlton Rock, the referee.
Stanyer: Unbelievable!! Just how did Homicide manage to find the energy to kick out of that pinfall?
Dawg: God-dammit, Solo had it won dammit. This match should be Solo's. Homicide didn't kick out in time, where's the damn replay when you need it!
Stanyer: Look at the replay if you don't believe it, see, Homicide gets his shoulder up just before Carlton Rock's hand hits the canvas.
Dawg: I want a 2nd opinion. We need someone in here to enhance the picture, and check it frame by frame. We need to be absolutely certain.
Stanyer: I think your getting desperate.
Dawg: Shut up, I don't care what you think.
While Solo is busy threatening the referee with extreme violence. Homicide has risen to his feet. The adrenalin is now coarsing through his veins and he grabs the last of the 4 weapons, the Steel Chair. The crowd are cheering like crazy. Solo hears the cheers and looks back towards Homicide, and takes a full bloodied chair shot across the head. Amazingly Solo stays on his feet. Homicide delivers a 2nd violent chair shot, but still Solo stays on his feet. Homicide then drops the chair and picks Solo up, he then plants him with the Cell Splitter onto the Steel Chair. He hooks the leg back for a cover. .1 ..2 .. Solo kicks out. Homicide pulls Solo up to his feet and goes behind him and sets him up for the Ethnic Cleanser (Tiger Suplex), but Solo counters with a Mule Kick, and then spins around and hooks Homicide up and plants him with a Snap Powerbomb. He covers. ..1 2 Homicide powers out. Solo pulls Homicide up to his feet and then throws him face first into the steel cage. Homicide lands by the other brown bag, and quickly grabs it and begins fumbling with it. Solo doesn't notice and he begins to pull Homicide up to his feet. He delivers a couple of right hands in the corner and then sends Homicide to the opposite corner. He then follows in, but Homicide charges out and Spears Solo to the mat. Homicide then reveals what was in the brown bag, two pairs of brass knuckles. One for each hand. He puts them on and then unleashes "Boston Hospitality" on Solo. He takes repeated blows to the face, and is opened up in more than one place. His face is turning into little more than blood when he finally manages to push Homicide off him. Solo struggles up to his feet, but takes a boot to the gut, Homicide then deliver The Boston Massacre (Reverse DDT Drop). Homicide then looks up to the top of the cage, just as Solo did. He begins to climb up the cage. Each step he takes just makes the cheers louder. When he finally stands on the top of the cage, the noise is deafening. Homicide dives off with the Atomic Headbutt. He crashes down on Solo accompanied by a deafinging roar. After taking a moment to recover, Homicide crawls onto Solo and hooks the leg for the cover. The crowd chants along with the count. .1 .2 .3!!!! Homicide wins!!!
Stanyer: HOMICIDE WINS!!! YES!!! There is a god in this world.
Dawg: Dammit, Dammit, DAMMIT!!
Stanyer: You just never learn do you.
Dawg: Shut up, I'm not talking to you.
Stanyer: Homicide pulls off the big win in front of his home town fans. Who are giving him a response he will never forget.
The camera shows The Boston Massacre celebrating in the ring. He continues to celebrate with the crowd as we fade to a backstage interview.
We open with Ted Tedison Standing next to Masta P
Tedison: Well we are just moments away from the PWF tag team title match of Masta P and Q-Zee defending their belts against the Russians, but Masta P where is Mr Z.
Masta P: Hes just getting ready Ted, dont you worry your little socks off he will be here.
Tedison: Well this war against the Russians has been going on for some two months now.
Ted turns to a moniter behind him which shows various highlights of the past two months, most notably Masta P and Q-Zee defeating the Russians at Battle of Britain.
Masta P: That just sums it up Ted, for two months now, me and the Z have Kicked the Russians ass's. Different countries, different arenas, anywhere and everywhere. Yet they keep coming back for more, and they still think they deserve the titles.
Tedison: They are pretty resiliant.
Masta P: Yeah well if two gWo suckers think there taking away my tag team title, they can think again, because you now what Ted? Iv grown very fond of them.
Tedison: A much more serious Masta P than normall tonight i notice.
Masta P: Theres a time for fun and and jokes and theres a time for action Ted. And tonight is a time for action. Time to fight the good fight, to hold our heads high, and prove without a shadow of a doubt that Masta P and Q-Zee are the greatest Tag team champions ever!
Q-zee then walks up beside Masta P
Q-Zee: Yo are we reeady to roll then Dawg
Masta P: You dam right we are!
The two high five and walk away for their match
Stanyer: The Playaz Club sound confident of retaining their titles against The Russians.
Dawg: Well, they shouldn't be, because they are about to get their ass kicked, gWo style.
A Russian flag appears on the Big Screen along as red and blue strobe lights begin to flash, after a few moments Du Hast by Rammstein kicks in. The two Russians then come walking out of the back, Wowbowski turns and looks at the picture of the flag while Cossak just walks straight to the ring. Wowbowski follows Cossak down and slides into the squared circle. He makes his way to the middle of the ring
James: Introducing from Borisovka, Russia, at a combined weight of 591lbs, Wowbowski and Cossak Joe, The Russians Crowd Boos
The ultra-tron shows with the words "Playaz Club: ETA" and the underneath it has a digital clock which counts down. When it his zero, then clock spins around and spirals out leaving a black screen. Suddenly "One more Road" by DMX hits and then pyro's shoot up on either side of the stage as Masta P and Q-Zee walk out of the entrance. Masta P has a large gold chain around his neck which a large jewel encrusted into the front of the chain, Q-Zee also has a gold chain, but it is much smaller and close to his neck. They both walk cockily towards the ring. As they get closer to the ring, Q-Zee runs and slides under the ropes while Masta P takes his time and walks up the steps. Q-Zee climbs the ropes and raises his arm to the crowd. Masta P then goes to the front of the ring and raises one arm to the crowd, receiving a big cheer.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 514lbs, Q-Zee and The Original Bad Boy, Masta P, THE PLAYAZ CLUB!!! Crowd cheers
Report: Masta P starts out for The Playaz Club, while his opposite big man, Cossak Joe starts out for The Russians. The two men exchange glares across the ring as they circle around each other. The two big men tie up in the centre of the ring. They both try to overpower each other, but both are pretty strong and they push each other away. They tie up again, this time Cossak goes into a waistlock and then lifts Masta P up and slams him onto the mat. He gets in a few forearms to the back of the head, until Masta P rolls him over and gets in a couple of quick elbows to the head. Referee Chris Regan actually starts to count, as Cossak's shoulders are down, but he can't even get a one count before Cossak pushes Masta P away. They both get to their feet and then Cossak scores with a straight right hand. Masta P turns away and puts one hand to his cheek. He then strikes back with a big right hand of his own. An exchange of powerful right hands then occurs. Finally Masta P wins the exchange and he pushes Cossak back into a neutral corner. He delivers a few strong shoulder thrusts and then he whips Cossak to the opposite corner and then follows in with a big clothesline. Cossak staggers out of the corner. Masta P scoops him up and plants him with a Side Slam. He then goes over to Q-Zee and makes the tag. He holds Cossak down as Q-Zee slingshots over the top rope into a Leg Drop. Q-Zee then motions into a cover. 1 ..2 Cossak kicks out. Q-Zee pulls the big Russian up to his feet and delivers a couple of kicks to the gut, he then goes for a DDT, but Cossak blocks it with a couple of punches to the ribs. He then hooks up Q-Zee and delivers a big Vertical Suplex. Cossak then makes the tag to Wowbowski. He comes in and grabs Q-Zee and whips him to the ropes, he then scores with a Flying Knee to the face. Q-Zee struggles to his feet in the corner. Wowbowski comes in and delivers repeated knees to the gut. Wowbowski then sends Q-Zee to the opposite corner. He follows in with a Splash, and then hooks the head and plants Q-Zee with a running bulldog. Wowbowski goes for the cover. ..1 .2 . Q-Zee kicks out.
Stanyer: The Russians are after their big chance to become the first tag team to win both of the Tag Titles here in the new PWF.
Dawg: Didn't the Gods of War have a chance earlier tonight?
Stanyer: Yes, but unfortunately they lost to Canadian Kaos, and therefore they missed out this time, The Russians could still pull it off though.
Dawg: Come on you red, white and blues.. Okay, that didn't work did it?
Stanyer: Not in the slightest.
Wowbowski pulls Q-Zee up to his feet, he places him on the 2nd rope and leans on him, using his body to choke Q-Zee. Chris Regan gives him a 5 count, and Wowbowski takes him away from Q-Zee, arguing with him. This allows Cossak to drop down and continue to choke Q-Zee from the floor. Wowbowski goes back to the action, and Chris Regan turns to see Cossak getting back on the apron. He exchanges a few words, and gives him a weary glance, but nothing more. Wowbowski tags in Cossak and throws Q-Zee into the corner. The two then double team him with hard stomps to the gut. Finally Chris Regan gets Wowbowski to leave the ring. Cossak decides to show off some of his strength and grabs Q-Zee by the throat with both hands, and then aggressively tosses him across the ring. Q-Zee struggles to his feet, and heads towards his corner, but Cossak intervenes and smashes Q-Zee to the canvas with a blow to the back of the head. Cossak pulls Q-Zee up and lifts him up from behind, he then carries him to the centre of the ring and delivers a High Angle Back Drop. Cossak hooks the leg. ..1 ..2 Q-Zee kicks out. Cossak pulls him to his feet and then whips him into his corner. He goes over and tags in Wowbowski. The two pull Q-Zee out of the corner and send him to the ropes, and then lift him up for what seems a Flapjack, but at the last second they change the direction of Q-Zee and bring him down for a Double Spinebuster. Wowbowski makes the cover. .1 2 . Masta P comes in and breaks up the count. Wowbowski gets in his face and slaps Masta P. He reacts and goes for the Russian, but referee Chris Regan gets in the way. Wowbowski quickly takes advantage of the distraction and begins to choke Q-Zee. This only serves to anger Masta P, especially as Wowbowsk is staring directly at Masta P as he does so. Finally Chris Regan manages to get P out of the ring and turns back to see Wowbowski choking Q-Zee. He quickly gives him a 5 count, and he breaks the hold. Wowbowski pulls Q-Zee up and then gives him the Russian Leg Sweep in the centre of the ring. A move that nobody delivers better, not even his tag team partner. Wowbowski makes the cover as Q-Zee is holding his head. 1 ..2 . Masta P once again breaks up the count and tries to get at Wowbowski, but Chris Regan gets in the way again. Wowbowski takes Q-Zee over to his corner. Cossak chokes Q-Zee, while Wowbowski delivers a few boots to his chest.
Dawg: You'd think Masta P would learn, but I guess his social activities are affecting his brain. What was there anyway.
Stanyer: Well, it's long been known that alcohol affects the brain. The Russians aren't exactly teetotal are they?
Dawg: It wasn't alcohol I was talking about.
Stanyer: Well, I won't elaborate on what your talking about, but I know what you mean.
Wowbowski pulls Q-Zee up and holds him in a headlock and tags in Cossak, who promptly boots Q-Zee in the gut. He then sends Q-Zee into the ropes before hitting him with a Manhattan Drop. He then spins around and goes for a clothesline, but Q-Zee suddenly ducks it. Cossak is surprised and when he turns around to face Q-Zee, he takes a kick to the groin, which the referee lets go for some reason, and then he delivers a DDT. Both men are then left out on the canvas as Masta P revs the crowd up to get behind Q-Zee. Both men crawl slowly towards their corners. Cossak makes the tag, and then Q-Zee dives to tag in Masta P, who gets a tremendous pop from the crowd. Masta P comes in like a house on fire and floors Wowbowski with a viscious clothesline. Cossak comes back in and takes a clothesline as well. Wowbowski is back up, and Masta P plants him with a Sidewalk Slam. Masta P then grabs Cossak and quickly plants him with a Sidewalk Slam as well. Cossak staggers up to his feet and leans against the ropes. Q-Zee is up and makes a charge at him, and Spinning Wheel Kicks him, and himself, over the top rope to the floor. Masta P sets up Wowbowski and sends him into the ropes where he levels him with the Lady Killer (Power Clothesline). He then covers. .1 2 . Wowbowski kicks out. Masta P pulls him to his feet and sets him up for the Down and Out (Powerbomb into turnbuckle), but Wowbowski counters with a back drop. Wowbowski then sends Masta P into the ropes, but P comes off and scores with Bling Bling (Test Big Boot). Wowbowski actually flips over on the mat after taking the shot to the face. Masta P covers. .1 .2 ..3!!!! The Playaz Club wait NO! Referee Chris Regan points out that Wowbowski's foot is on the ropes. He signals that the match must continue. Masta P continues the argument with the referee, while on the outside, Q-Zee is winning the battle with Cossak, and finally takes him out with a Black Wind Driver on the floor (Sidewalk Slam). He then shouts something to Masta P. Q-Zee starts to climb to the top rope as Masta P lifts Wowbowski up onto his shoulders. They look set to hit the Doomsday Device, but somehew Wowbowski manages to escape just as Q-Zee dives off. Q-Zee takes Masta P out with a clothesline. He then gets up to face Wowbowski, but takes a straight right hand, which for some reason seems to knock him out. We see Wowbowski toss something out of the ring, which the referee misses. Wowbowski then hooks up Masta P and delivers the Fall of Communism (Full Nelson Facebuster). He covers. ..1 .2 ..3!!!! The Russians win the Tag Titles!!!!
Dawg: The night of the gWo has begun, The Russians become the first Tag Team to win both of the Tag Titles. In the new era of course.
Stanyer: What I'd like to know is, how Wowbowski knocked Q-Zee out with one punch.
Dawg: What can I say? Bare knuckle fighting with bears will teach that to ya.
Stanyer: Then why did he throw something away afterwards? Something is suspicious here.
Dawg: Pah! Your just trying to find a way out. You just won't accept the truth that The Russians are just a better team. Period.
Stanyer: We'll see about that. I'll be watching that footage much more closely later tonight
Davey K is walking along the corridor moments before his match with Hunt, Ted is waiting with a mic
Tedison: Davey, please a quick word...ive been looking for you all day! How do you feel about tonights match.
Davey K: You choose now to interview me? Seconds before Im about to get in the ring.....are you stupid?
Tedison: Yeah, Ive had a dicky stomach so Ive been sort of not on form
Davey K: Ted. I dont want to know about your shitting. Listen Hunt, is a nobody, a small minded little man that thinks he can beat me because he has the ability to speak more than anyone in the world. Well thats it cause tonight Im going to end this whole thing.
Tedison: So confident?
Davey K: Im a superstar, of course Im confident. He can bring Tommy Pussy or whatever his name is, he can drag along his band....Fred Durst's band, even Micheal Jackson himself. I couldnt give a crap. Im ready to take on the world tonight. Now excuse me Ted, I have a mans career to end.
Dawg: Davey K is about to find out that tonight is the gWo's night, and nothing, and I mean NOTHING can get in their way.
Stanyer: Well, we shall most definitely see about that one. This match should be one for the ages, one of the most hotly anticipated matches of the year, Davey K versus Jason Hunt, inside a Steel Cage.
The lights are turned off and red laser lights flash through out the arena and then pyro goes off on the stage and "Awnaw" by Nappy Roots(ft POD) hits and out walks Jason Hunt with a confident strut. Jason raises his hands in the air and then he walks down to the ring and when he gets in the ring he flexes his muscles then climbs up to the ropes and raises his arms and hands again.
James: Introducing from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing 220lbs, Jason Hunt.
Before "Ain't it Funny"(remix) by Ja Rule & J'lo begins, everywhere goes dark, and then purple and blue lights flicker and then go all around, then focus on the entrance where Davey K is about to enter. The minute it focuses on the entrance, the music begins.
The Video is of Superstar Davey K, dancing with many attractive women on a beach and then in his variety of cars eg BMW etc. The camera zooms into the numberplate which reads "SUPERSTAR 1". Davey K can be seen driving the car with his customary expensive jewellery and designer silk shirts. The camera then focuses on Davey K standing next to his car as many bikini wearing women wash it, and Davey stands looking on with an American Football Shirt, with his name on the back that reads "Davey K - no.69". The Video goes on to show Davey in various expensive clubs.
Superstar Davey K walks down the aisle very confidentally with a smug look on his face. He will come down dressed and have his wrestling gear underneath. His dress is either American Football Jerseys, baggy trousers and trainers if he is to wrestle. If he is out to cut a promo then he will be dressed smartly, wearing an open slik shirt, revealing jewellery. Davey K will stop every so often to look at a member of the crowd and show them the rings on his finger. All the time he will be nodding his head to the music on the speakers. When he gets to the ring he will walk up the steps, and enter the ring by going through the middle ropes. He immediatley goes to the turnbuckle and stands with his arms stretched open, nodding to the music, pointing at his chest and mouthing "Who's the superstar Baby?", "Yeah, show me the money!".
James: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 266lbs, "Superstar" Davey K Crowd gives a massive cheer
Report: Once again the cage descends around two competitors. The tension is high as Hunt and Davey K pace around the edge of the ring. There is no referee for this contest, both wrestlers are just eyeing up each other. They tie up in the centre of the ring. A power struggle ensues, which Davey K manages to take control of. Hunt pushes him off into the ropes and then knocks him down with a Shoulder Block. Hunt then comes off the ropes while Davey lets him run over him and then gets up and promptly ducks Hunt's clothesline. As Hunt once again comes off the ropes, Davey scores with a martial arts kick to the gut. He then hooks Hunt up and delivers a Vertical Suplex. He rolls over into a mount and delivers a few hard right hands, but Hunt manages to grab his fist and then rolls him over and locks in a Reverse Armbar. Hunt lets go of the hold and tells Davey to get up. As soon as they are both up, Hunt scores with a right hand. Davey comes back with a right hand of his own, but Hunt then scores with a couple of stiff Knife Edge Chops which back Davey into a corner. Hunt then hits a couple of shoulder thrusts before he sends Davey to the opposite corner. Davey bounces out of the turnbuckle and Hunt flies through the air and scores with a perfect Flying Back Elbow. As Davey clutches his face on the mat, Hunt comes off the ropes and then scores with a Leg Drop. Davey begins to pull himself to his feet, Hunt makes sure that his ascent is difficult with kicks to the face. Davey comes back with a blow to the gut. He then scores with a punch to the face and sends Hunt into the ropes, but Hunt grabs the ropes and stops himself. Davey charges at him, but Hunt sidesteps him and gives him a little push, sending him face first into the steel. As Davey K staggers backwards, Hunt hooks him by the head and plants him with a Hangmans Neckbreaker. Hunt then stomps on Davey a couple of times. He then lifts him up and dumps him throat first on the bottom rope. Hunt then presses his knee against Davey's head, choking him. Before he lets go, he stomps on the back of Davey's head. Hunt pulls Davey up against the ropes and scores with a couple of right hands. He then whips Davey into the ropes as soon as he comes off, he grabs him around the waist, and then sends him soaring through the air with a picture perfect Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Hunt takes one look at Davey and begins to climb the cage. He gets about half way up when he looks back and sees that Davey is on his feet, a little dazed, but he is still trying to get Hunt down from the cage. Davey reaches up and grabs Hunt's pants, but Hunt knocks Davey back with a couple of kicks to the face. Hunt turns back to climb the cage, but Davey is persisitent and climbs up quickly towards Hunt and then hooks him around the waist and then takes him off the cage with a Back Drop. Both men crash to the canvas and stay down.
Stanyer: This has been one of the hottest feuds in the PWF over the past couple of months, and it will end tonight inside of this Steel Cage.
Dawg: Cages seem to be the order of the day tonight. Glass Cages, Octagon's, Boston Massacres. Hell, even the Prison match had cells in it, which is pretty much a cage.
Stanyer: This is called "House of Pain" for a reason.
Dawg: Yeah, and there has been lots of pain tonight, and I envision only one thing, more pain and yep, you guessed it folks, more pain.
Stanyer: Well if you can't handle it, leave, I can do this on my own, I don't need you.
Dawg: You know, I'd leave this very minute. But if I did that, then people would turn their televisions off immediately. The mere thought of listening to you all night would send the ratings into a major downward spiral.
Stanyer: Whatever.
Slowly both men get to their feet. Hunt goes for a right hand, but Davey blocks it and then scores with a couple of right hands of his own. He grabs Hunt and then slams his face into the cage. He waits for him to stagger back, and then floors him with a clothesline. Davey signals for Hunt to get up to his feet. Once he is back to his feet, Davey sends Hunt to the corner. Davey follows in with a couple of gut kicks, and then a couple of shoulder blocks. Davey then whips Hunt to the opposite corner and then follows in with a Big Splash. As Hunt staggers out, Davey comes off the ropes and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker. Davey then stands over Hunt and delivers a Knee Drop to the face. Davey pulls Hunt up to his feet and delivers a couple of right hands. He then hooks both arms and delivers a Double Underhook Suplex. Davey then climbs to the 2nd rope and flies off with a Driving Elbow, but Hunt moves out of the way. Both get to their feet and it is Hunt who scores with a series of right hands. He then hooks Davey up and delivers a Snap Suplex. Davey is quick to get to his feet, although he is a little stunned. Hunt goes behind and goes for a High Angle Back Drop, but Davey escapes it and then grabs Hunt from behind and delivers a Snap German Suplex. Hunt holds his head as Davey regains his bearings. Davey pulls Hunt up to his feet and takes him over to the cage. He places his face against the cage and then drags him along the steel, ripping at the flesh. He pulls Hunt off, and he has a small gash on his forehead. Hunt staggers towards the middle of the ring. Davey bounces off the ropes and then plants Hunt with the K-Factor (Running Bulldog). Davey K delivers a couple of boots to Hunt while he is down, and then decides that he should try and escape the cage. Davey begins to climb up the cage. Hunt begins to pull himself to his feet as Davey climbs. Hunt sees what Davey is doing and shakes the cage, Davey loses grip with one foot, but regains it. Hunt begins to climb up the cage with him. Davey is close to climbing over the top when Hunt catches him. Davey kicks Hunt a couple of times, but Hunt scores with a low blow, which almost sends Davey crashing to the canvas, but he just hangs on. Hunt then grabs Davey with both arms and then spectacuarly delivers the DownTime (Angle Slam) off the top of the cage. They crash down on the canvas with serious force. The crowd goes wild from this amazing maneouvre.
Stanyer: Unbelievable, just how did Hunt pull that move off? It doesn't seem possible.
Dawg: Because he's Jason Hunt, and he's a member of the gWo. He can do moves such as that. That's what being in the gWo is all about, being better than everyone else.
Stanyer: So you keep reminding us all, I don't think there is a day that goes by where you don't tell me how good the gWo are.
Dawg: Obviously, it's not enough.
Both men get up slowly. Hunt explodes on Davey K, he hits rapid fire right hands. He then grabs him and slams him aggressively into the steel cage. Hunt doesn't even let him fall, he slams his head into the cage again. Hunt then grabs Davey and takes him close up to the cage and repeatedly bashes it against the steel at close range, opening up a wound on Davey's forehead. Hunt then finishes with a Roundhouse Kick to the back of Davey's head, sandwiching him between foot and steel. Hunt finally lets Davey K fall to the floor. He stamps on his face and then spits on him before he starts to climb to the top rope. He can be quite clearly heard shouting "Get up you piece of shit". Hunt then flies off and scores with a Missile Dropkick. Hunt then drags Davey up and throws him into the corner. Hunt then goes in with a big Fury Punch, but Davey ducks and reverses the positions. Davey then scores with a series of right hands before sending Hunt to the opposite turnbuckle. Davey follows in, but Hunt stops himself, then spins around and lauches Davey upwards into the steel of the cage, Hunt moves quickly and stops Davey from even falling from his height by plucking him out of the air and drilling him into the mat with a Powerbomb. Hunt pulls Davey up to his feet and then sends him into the ropes. Hunt goes for The Equalizer, but Davey rolls underneath Hunt, and then as soon as Hunt turns around, Davey scores with the Davey-KO (Sweet Chin Music). Davey staggers into the cage and then quickly begins to climb up. But Hunt isn't out for long and is soon climbing the cage after Davey K. The two get up to about the same height and then begin to exchange right hands. After a few exchanges, Hunt gets in a big shot, and Davey loses his grip and spins around on the cage, so he is now facing the ring, and holding on with just one hand, he quickly gets one foot on the cage to stop himself from falling, but Hunt reacts even quicker and he climbs above Davey and places his leg over his head, he then shocks everyone by pulling off the Six Pack Revolver (FameAsser), sending them both crashing down to the canvas, but most importantly, Davey K head first.
Stanyer: Oh my God!!! Davey K just got driven face first into the mat from about 10 feet in the air!! We need a medic, and fast!!
Dawg: Why do you always panic so much? Davey will be fine, probably has a broken nose, maybe a couple of broken cheekbones, and a fractured skull, but don't worry, as Hunt is going to win this match quite easily.
Stanyer: We'll see, we'll see.
Hunt drags himself up to his feet, and then pulls Davey K up. He visciously punches him square on the nose, which is already bleeding. Hunt laughs as he winds up a second punch. The 2nd punch sends Davey staggering into the ropes. Hunt then sends him to the ropes and smashes him into the mat with the Down Syndrome. (Tilt a Whirl Driver). Hunt then begins to climb the cage, but before he can even get past the ropes, he looks back and sees Davey beginning to climb behind him. He gets down with a pissed off look on his face. He pulls Davey up and goes for another haymaker, but Davey ducks it and then boots him in the gut and plants him with the Pimpin Bomb (Evenflow DDT). Davey gets to his feet and rests in the corner, breathing heavily. Hunt staggers up to his feet and Davey charges in and sends him through a loop with the Kashikaze (Clothesline from Hell). Davey then waits for Hunt to get to his feet and then sets him up for the Superstar Slam (Pedigree), but Hunt counters into Casual Excursion (Walls of Jericho). Davey yells out in pain. But Hunt is weak himself and lets go of the hold after 30 seconds. He drags Davey K to his feet and then pushes him into the corner. He lifts him up to the top rope and then sets him up for The Hunter (Frankensteiner). But Davey takes a page out of Hunts book, and hits a Low Blow. Davey then stands on his feet and hooks both of Hunt's arms. He then stunningly delivers the Superstar Slam from the top rope. Davey gets a massive pop from the crowd as Hunt looks like he is unconcious. He begins to climb up to the top of the cage. The volume of noise gets louder with each step he makes. When he reaches the top, the noise is deafening. But Hunt is back up, and he shakes the hard violently, and Davey loses his grip and crotches himself on the top corner of the cage. This kills the crowd who then have to watch as Hunt begins to climb the cage towards Davey K. Hunt reaches the top and finds Davey has managed to recover, the two begin to exchange right hands on the top of the cage. There are screams from some members of the crowd whenever it looks like one of them might slip. Finally Hunt gets in one last right hand, and Davey loses his balance and once again crotches himself on the top of the cage. Hunt doesn't climb down however, he begins to reposition himself on the top of the cage. He stands over Davey K and then amazingly hits The Hunter (Frankensteiner), sending Davey K flying back down to the canvas. There is a loud thud as Davey crashes into the canas. But somehow, Hunt has managed to grip the cage with both hands on the follow through to the Frankensteiner. He manages to regain his grip with his feet and then begins to climb over the cage. There is no motion from Davey K and Jason Hunt has an easy route down to the floor, much to the dissappointment of the crowd here in Boston.
Stanyer: Jason Hunt avenges the defeat he suffered at the hands of Davey K at Battle of Britain. However, this does not mean I am happy, far from it.
Dawg: You can't complain, it was a fair match, and in the end, the superior man emerged, Jason Hunt.
Stanyer: I'd say that both wrestlers gave a great account of themselves, and tonight, Jason Hunt just edged out Davey K. But it was certainly not easy for Jason Hunt.
Dawg: Easy, difficult, who cares? Jason Hunt won, that's all that matters. And whats up with this crowd, they should be giving Hunt a rousing reception.
Stanyer: May have something to do with the fact they hate Jason Hunt.
Dawg: Bah, idiots. Not much you can do about them.
The tron lights up with a pre-taped video. It is of the PWF's weekend event, Fan Access, which took place from inside the Fleet Center in Boston, Mass. The camera pans around the floor, showing man PWF superstars scattered throughout the building, signing autographs, and interacting with the fans. There is a full-sized wrestling ring set up in the middle, where fans can stand and get their picture taken with their favorite PWF Superstar. Arcade booths with the latest PWF video games going, complete with mile-long lines to wait in. We come to PWF Superstar, Antonio Gambino, who is signing autographs. The cameras close in on him as he speaks
Gambino:"It's great to get out here and interact with the fans a bit. When we're doing a live show, we don't really get to interact with them much. It's good to get up close with them, and sort of bond with them. They're the main reason we have our jobs here, and they're the reason we do what we do."
Scenes are shown of Gambino touring the facilities. He plays a video game with some fans, shakes some hands, takes some pictures, and checks out some of the PWF memorabilia on display.
Gambino:"There's a lot of cool stuff out here. They've got the ring set up over there, the video games. I heard they even have an exact replica of Sabre's Commissioner Office around here somewhere. I haven't been around to see it, but I'm sure it's not as comfortable as mine."
More scenes of PWF Superstars interacting with fans are shown. MVD is signing some autographs, while just a few tables down, JVD has a booth set up for pictures in her bikini. 'Superstar' Davey K is standing in the ring allowing fans to stand next to him and take a picture, as well as some of his ladies.
Gambino:"If you didn't make it down here for PWF: Fan Access, then you have no idea what a great time you missed out on. Don't worry though, I'll be sure to grab some extra pictures of JVD in that bikini, just in case. I'll be selling them for 5 bucks a pop to those who are interested."
Gambino winks
Cameras fade
Stanyer: That was Antonio Gambino at yesterdays Fan Access event. The Rumour mill says that he will return soon. Although I don't think we'll see him tonight.
Dawg: Last I heard he returned home after Fan Access. Who knows when we'll see him again?
Stanyer: Anyway, I think we should go backstage before our next match to hear some words from thankfully our now former commissioner. What a nightmare that was.
Cameras cut to Sabre, leaning his leg over an office table, getting closer to the secretary so she can hear him better... that and he's trying to look down her blouse...
Sabre: 'It must be hard for you to be working while the PWF's greatest fighting champion sits here with his phaser set to 'stun' ya...
The secretary taps away absently on the keyboard, looking through some huge rimmed glasses at a monitor.
Secretary: 'Trust me. I can manage.'
Sabre: 'Well... this is probably the last time you'll get to see a pretty face like this walk down these corridors... I'll be participating in a huge two out of three falls match up tonight against that eedjit Big Poppa.'
The fans pop at the mere mention of the guys name as the secretary keeps tapping away...
Secretary: 'No kiddin.'
Sabre: 'Well just imagine, this may be the final time a girl like you and a hottie like me will hook up... because who knows? The way Poppa talks he could bring a spear gun to the ring or something. Do you even know what my match is going to include?'
Secretary: 'Well let's see... I work in a wrestling company... no, I have no idea what you're talking about.'
Sabre: 'No worries, tiger, Sabre's hear to help out that little brain of yours. You see... a two out of three falls means exactly that... the winner is the guy who gets two out of three falls.'
Secretary: 'I was joking, you know. Please stop.'
Sabre: 'THIS two out of three falls match is different, though, as each match has a special stipulation to it... the first match? Your standard, run of the mill wrestling match. And just for a bit of insider information... I excel at those... no man is my equal when it comes to the ring.'
Secretary: 'Except Havok.'
Sabre: 'Right, except Hav.... hey! Shut your trap when I'm talking! Anywayz... once I clean the floor with Poppa 1, 2, 3... the bell will ring for the second match... the street fight. Now I dunno about you, but the street fight is ALSO my playground. I am the PWF career killer, and it'll be in the street match where my "gangsta" side will shine!'
Secretary: 'Except when Poppa pulls out a table, because then you'd be screwed.'
Sabre: '.... who's telling the story? Anyway... if for some stroke of good luck or Jesus comes out and interferes on Poppas behalf... we'll have the decider... last man standing... minute after minute of gruelling move after gruelling move.... pinfall followed by pinfall... it won't be pretty, and chances are Poppa will pull at my beautiful hair and attempt to mangle my pretty face in a jealous rage... but the side of good will shine through in the end... take my word for it.'
Secretary: 'Funny... I never did think endurance was one of your best traits.'
Sabre: '....... yeah, well.... uhhh... I'm gonna win and that's all there is to it. So... ummm... I'll see you later.'
Sabre shakes the doubts out of his head, with the frown being replaced once again with the cocky grin as he moves off the desk to look for another female employee to harass...
Stanyer: Typical Australian. Trys to chat up every woman he comes across.
Dawg: Sounds like Sabre to me, at least he was right about one thing, he will kick Poppa's ass in the ring tonight.
Stanyer: Well, this is a two out of three falls contest. The first fall will be a wrestling match, the second a street fight. The third, if necessary.
Dawg: And it won't.
Stanyer: As I was saying, the third fall, if necessary, will be a Last Man Standing Match. This should be a fantastic match, Big Poppa v Sabre.
"Brand New Hate" by the Backyard Babies fires throughout the arena, and the crowd begin booing hoarsley as Sabre slowly struts out from behind the curtain, arms raised, taking in the negativity. He grins cockily at the fans in the the front row as he walks to the ring, before jumping onto the apron and leaping over the third rope. He then moves into the centre of the ring and slowly pretends to brush some dirt from his chest, before raising his arms again while flames erupt in a large explosion on the stage behind him...
James: Introducing from Sydney, Australia, weighing 230lbs, The Sabre. Crowd boos loudly
The lights begin to dim and the fans quiet down in anticipation. The words "Real Show" fade in and out on the dark UltraTron, and the lights suddenly turn on and fire works blast off as a customized version of Limp Bizkit's My Way starts up
James: "Coming to the ring at this time, weighting in at 285 pounds, 'The Real Show' Big Poppa!
The audience goes mad as Big Poppa emerges through the Havoc curtains. He does a air-guitar taunt to the tune of the song, and dances down to the ring
Report: Sabre and Poppa circle each other. They walk up to the centre of the ring. Sabre slaps Poppa across the face. Poppa touches where he was slapped and then looks at his hand before launching into a big haymaker, which catches Sabre clean on the jaw. Poppa calls Sabre onto him, and angrily Sabre attacks with right hands, but Poppa blocks the first shot and scores with a series of right hands, he then sends Sabre to the ropes where he floors him with a clothesline. Sabre bounces back up to his feet, Poppa boots him in the gut and then lifts him up for a Suplex. He holds him there for a moment, and then drives Sabre into the mat. Sabre reels up holding his back, but Poppa pulls him back down and covers. .1 .2 . Sabre kicks out. Poppa pulls Sabre up, but he slides behind him into a waistlock and then plants Poppa with a back drop. Poppa gets to his feet while Sabre boots him in the face a couple of times. Sabre backs Poppa into a corner and then hits a couple of stiff knife edge chops. Poppa then grabs Sabre and spins them both around, reversing the positions. Poppa then hits Sabre with a viscious overhand chop. Sabre crouches down in the corner holding his now bright red chest. Poppa pulls Sabre up and gives him a second chop. Sabre comes back with a boot to the gut and then a right hand to the face. Poppa turns away from Sabre, and he charges in and delivers a Facecrusher. Sabre then hooks the leg back. ..1 2 . Poppa kicks out. Sabre rolls on top of Poppa and delivers a few precise right hands to his face. He then pulls Poppa up to his feet and sends him to the ropes, but Poppa reverses and goes for a Sidewalk Slam, but Sabre counters perfectly with a Flying Headscissors. Poppa rolls to his feet and spins around looking for Sabre. When he sees him, he charges in and goes for a big clothesline, but Sabre slides behind him and jumps up to take him down into a Crucifix Pin. ..1 2 Poppa kicks out. Poppa gets to his feet and Sabre hits a couple of right hands knocking Poppa into the corner. Sabre then scores with a Jumping Back Kick, which sends Poppa into the air, then down into a sitting position against the turnbuckle. Sabre then hops away while doing crotch chops and then charges in and hits the Bronco Buster. Sabre nearly falls apart laughing after he's finished doing the move, and he points towards "Big Dawg" Dave Harley a couple of times. But he regains his composure and pulls Poppa to his feet. He sends him into the ropes and then scores with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Sabre makes the cover. ..1 .2 .. Poppa kicks out.
Dawg: DAMMIT!! Now I owe Sabre 50 bucks.
Stanyer: What? I don't get it?
Dawg: I bet Sabre 50 bucks that he couldn't get a Bronco Buster in during his match with Poppa.
Stanyer: Didn't take him long to make sure he won that bet.
Dawg: I knew I should have taken MVD's advice and not gambled with Sabre. I'm an idiot.
Stanyer: I'll concur with that.
Dawg: Nobody cares what you concur with. You just cheer for Poppa, in the small hope that he might "Paptize" Sabre.
Sabre pulls Poppa up to his feet and then delivers a Snap Suplex. Sabre then climbs to the top rope. He then licks his finger, as if he was checking the direction of the wind, looks around, nods his head as if he is satisfied, and then delivers a picture perfect Guillotine Leg Drop. Sabre then gets to his feet and bows down to the fans, just to show off. As always the fans show their appreciation of Sabre, by giving him a rousing chorus of boos and a few chants of "Sabre sucks". Sabre acts as they were giving him a standing ovation and delivers a Backflip Moonsault to Poppa before he hooks the leg. .1 ..2 . Poppa kicks out. Sabre pulls Poppa up to his feet and mocks him with a couple of slaps to the face. Sabre then sends Poppa to the ropes and goes for a Back Spinning Heel Kick, but Poppa ducks it and then grabs Sabre around the waist and plants him with a Belly to Back Suplex. Poppa takes a moment to recover and then gets to his feet. He pulls Sabre up and drills him with three hard body shots. He then goes for a Powerbomb on Sabre, but he rolls down the back into a Sunset Flip, but Poppa stays on his feet and then hits a leg drop. Poppa then mounts Sabre and gives him a volley of right and left hand punches. He then pulls Sabre to his feet and lifts him up to his chest. He carries him around for a moment, and then hits a Fallaway Slam. Poppa quickly scampers across for the cover. 1 ..2 . Sabre kicks out. Poppa pulls Sabre up and delivers a hard boot to the gut. He then drills Sabre's head into the mat with a Pulling Piledriver. Poppa covers again. .1 ..2 . Sabre kicks out. Poppa pulls Sabre up and sets him up for a Brainbuster, but Sabre escapes and lands behind Poppa, he quickly rolls him up with a School Boy Pin. 1 . Sabre puts both feet on the middle rope ..2 .3!!!! Despite his efforts, the extra leverage for Sabre allows him to score the 3 count, and Referee Carlton Rock didn't see anything.
Stanyer: Come on!! Sabre cheated, he had both feet on the ropes, that can't be counted!!!
Dawg: What feet on the ropes?
Stanyer: SABRE'S FEET!!!
Dawg: Nah, didn't see that, you must have been hallucinating. You been taking any drugs recently.
Stanyer: No I haven't, and I am not hallucinating. Sabre has his feet on the middle rope, I know you saw it. Grrrr.. God I hate you sometimes.
Dawg: Sometimes? Wish I could say the feeling was mutual. I mean, I just hate you all the time.
Sabre is celebrating his pinfall victory as Poppa argues with the referee. When he's finished he turns towards Sabre, who sees the look in Poppa's eyes and does the only thing possible in such a situation. He dives through the ropes to the floor. He ducks under the ring apron and begins to grab whatever he can and throws it into the ring at Poppa. It's been a long time since we saw the psycho look in Poppa's eyes, but at this moment in time, nothing Sabre does seems to phase him. Sabre grabs a steel chair and slides into the ring, he delivers a full bloodied chair shot to Poppa's head. But he literally shrugs it off. Sabre puts the chair to his ear, and taps it, just to make sure it's made of metal. He then goes for a 2nd shot, but Poppa grabs the chair and tears it from Sabre's hands. Poppa then crushes Sabre with an awesome chair shot. Unlike Poppa, Sabre goes down like he's been shot. Poppa then slams the chair onto the mat and drags Sabre up to his feet. He grabs Sabre and then Scoop Slams him onto the chair. Sabre rolls off holding his back. Poppa drops down and then begins to pound Sabre's face with right hands. Sabre tries to roll away, but Poppa grabs him and pulls him back. Poppa continues the punishment until he sees something in the ring that he likes. It is one of the weapons Sabre threw at him, a baseball bat. Poppa picks it up and then demands that Sabre get to his feet. Poppa looks at the bat as if it were his child. He then drives it into the gut of Sabre. He then pushes Sabre's head up, and then nearly caves his face in with a devastating shot. Poppa tosses the ball bat aside and then drops down by Sabre and begins to choke him with both hands. Referee Carlton Rock asks him to stop, but Poppa refuses, and Sabre's face begins to turn blue, Carlton Rock has to drag Poppa off Sabre. Poppa looks around for something. He can't find what he is looking for, so he pulls Sabre up and tosses him through the ropes. There he can find what he is looking for, a cable, which he promptly snaps around Sabre's throat and tries to choke him once again.
Stanyer: This match has turned ugly, fast. Last time Poppa snapped he ended someones career. If he isn't stopped, or calmed down. I fear that this time, he might kill Sabre. And that is NOT what we want to see.
Dawg: Definitely not, the PWF wouldn't last 5 minutes without Sabre.
Stanyer: Well I don't know about that, we could do without that cocky, arrogant look he gives everyone when he walks past them.
Dawg: What else is he supposed to do, he has to look down upon inferiors.
Stanyer: And I suppose your not one of the inferiors.
Dawg: Of course not, and I find it insulting that you would even contemplate such a thought.
Stanyer: Like I said, Whatever.
Again, Carlton Rock has to drag Poppa off Sabre to make him see sense. Poppa gives the referee an evil stare and then grabs Sabre and slams his head into the announcers table. Sabre slumps down by Poppa. He bends down to pick him up, but Sabre gets in a low blow, and it finally stops Poppa, if not the madness. Sabre backs away from Poppa and slumps down against the steps, catching his breath. He feels his throat, and finds that it is already swollen and bruised. Sabre pulls himself up and before Poppa can regain his senses. Sabre drives him into the floor with a Reverse DDT. Sabre then pulls out a table from underneath the ring. This brings a loud pop from the crowd. Who seemingly never tire of seeing a human body being thrown through a short plank of wood supported by steel legs. Sabre slides the table into the ring. He then pulls Poppa up and runs with him and slams him face first into the ring post. Sabre, still shaking the cobwebs from his eyes from the beating he took from Poppa, slides the Real Show into the ring. Sabre gets into the ring with him, and then grabs the nearest weapon he can find, which is a lead pipe. He pulls Poppa up and then levels him with one shot to the head, busting him open as well. Sabre then begins to set up the table near the corner. Sabre pulls Poppa up and then rolls him onto the table. He bashes him with a couple of right hands. Sabre then climbs up to the top rope. But as soon as he turns around to face Poppa, he finds that he is standing right underneath him. Poppa grabs Sabre's legs and then Poppa Bomb's him straight through the table. Poppa drops down on him to make the cover. 1 ..2 3!!!! Big Poppa ties up the match!!
Stanyer: Yes!!! Poppa pulls one back.
Dawg: Oh I get it, it's like that is it.
Stanyer: Well, your all into your supporting Sabre, I may as well support Big Poppa.
Dawg: I guess that works, losers fit together.
Stanyer: Who won the last fall?
Dawg: He was lucky.
Stanyer: But who won it?
Dawg: Sabre just made a mistake.
Stanyer: Still not answering me.
Dawg: So Poppa won the last fall, BIG DEAL. So he got lucky for once, it's not like he could beat Sabre twice in a row.
Stanyer: Watch, and learn.
Dawg: Learn? From Big Poppa, what's to learn, even his dancing sucks
Big Poppa asks Carlton Rock to count Sabre down, but he says that to start the third fall, Sabre has to get to his feet first. Sabre pushes a few of the fragments of wood away from him and then begins to climb to his feet. Almost as soon as he is standing Poppa begins to hit him with right hands. Poppa sends Sabre into the ropes and then plants him with a Sambo Suplex. Poppa mounts Sabre and bashes his face with right hands. He then drags him up and snaps on a Sleeper Hold. Sabre quickly begins to fade and soon they are on the mat, Poppa scissors his legs around Sabre's body, to make sure he doesn't escape. Slowly but surely, Sabre begins to fade and eventually his arms slump to his side. Referee Carlton Rock asks Poppa to leave Sabre to he can begin the count. Poppa releases the hold and Sabre looks to be out. .1 .2 .3 .4 . Sabre begins to stir .5 . Sabre starts to pull himself together. .6 .7 . Sabre begins to get to his feet. Poppa can't be bothered to wait. He grabs Sabre and choke tosses him half way across the ring into a corner. Poppa begins to storm towards Sabre, but suddenly the australian runs up the ropes and then flies off backwards with a Corkscrew Plancha. Poppa is taken totally by surprise. Sabre takes a moment to recover his senses, but he soon pulls himself to his feet. Carlton Rock meanwhile is helping the ring crew to remove the table. Sabre pulls himself to his feet and with a shake of his hair, he seems to be back to his normal, cocky, arrogant, self centred self. Sabre casually pulls Poppa up to his feet and hits a couple of knife edge chops to back Poppa into the corner. He then lifts him up to the top rope and then climbs up himself and then snaps Poppa over with the Sabrecanranna. Sabre rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. He rolls back in the ring and then places the chair in the middle of the ring. He pulls Poppa up to his feet and boots him in the gut. He then uses all his strength to lift Poppa up, and then drills him into the steel chair with a Tiger Bomb. Sabre pushes Poppa away and then asks the referee to make the 10 count. Carlton Rock proceeds. .1 .2 .3 .4 .5 . Poppa begins to stir 6 . Sabre is urging the referee to count faster as Poppa begins to climb to his feet. 7 .8 . Poppa is up and Sabre immediately boots him in the gut and then delivers a Double Arm DDT. He then drags Poppa over to the corner and signals for the 450 Splash. He climbs up to the top rope. He goes for his spectacular finisher, but Poppa rolls towards the corner and Sabre finds nothing but the cold hard canvas. Both men stay down.
Stanyer: We could have ourselves a double countout here, Carlton Rock is counting down both wrestlers.
Dawg: God no, we don't want anything like that. The argument over who wins would go on for days. I couldn't stand listening to Big Poppa go on for that long.
Stanyer: And we'd never hear the last of it from Sabre, ever, literally.
Dawg: Oh thank god, Sabre is getting up.
Stanyer: And so is Big Poppa, so a double thank god. If that's possible. Whatever, just ignore me.
Dawg: Always do.
Sabre rolls out of one side of the ring, while Big Poppa rolls out of the other side. Poppa pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. Sabre pulls out a Ladder and slides that into the ring. Poppa gets into the ring and begins to set up the table. But Sabre throws the ladder at him, catching him clean on the face. Sabre then finishes setting up the table. Poppa is already getting up as Sabre comes towards him, armed with the ladder. But Poppa moves quickly and hits a Drop Toe Hold, Sabre takes the ladder down with him, and bashes his face, and the rest of his body against it. Poppa then gets up and comes off the ropes where he delivers a Leg Drop, driving Sabre into the ladder. Sabre begins to pull himself to his feet. Poppa catches him with a few boots to the face. Poppa pulls Sabre towards him and sets him up for a Powerbomb. But as he attempts it, Sabre counters with the Sabre's Edge (Samurai Driver). Sabre asks Carlton Rock to do the count. .1 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 . Poppa rolls over .7 .8 . Poppa begins to pull himself to his feet. .9 . Poppa just pulls himself to his feet as the referee is about to count 10. Sabre scores with a couple of right hands. Sabre sends Poppa to the ropes and then goes for a Clothesline, but Poppa ducks it and wraps his arm around Sabre's neck, and then hits the Paptizer (Sleeper Drop). Now Poppa asks Carlton Rock to begin the 10 count. .1 .2 .3 .4 .5 . Sabre begins to move .6 .7 .8 . Sabre starts to get to his feet .9 . Like Poppa, Sabre only just makes it to his feet. Poppa has moved the table into a position he likes. He rolls Sabre onto the table, and then climbs on himself. He sets him up for a Piledriver, but Sabre drops down and hits a low blow. Sabre then rolls off the table as Poppa drops to his knees holding his family jewels. Sabre pushes him down into a lying position. Sabre then sets up the ladder right by the table. Sabre then calls for the 450 Splash again. He begins to climb the ladder, but as he gets to the top, he sees that Poppa has climbed up the other side. The two of them begin to exchange right hands, both lose their grip with one hand, until Sabre comes back and pokes Poppa in the eyes. Sabre then catapults himself over Poppa and hooks his body and Sunset Flip Powerbombs him through the table. Sabre stays down for a moment before he begins to get to his feet. Poppa is being counted out. .1 .2 .3 .4 .5 . No motion at all .6 .7 .8 . Still nothing, it seems inevitable now. .9 .10!!! Poppa is counted out. Carlton Rock turns to raise Sabre's arm, but he is in fact standing on the top of the ladder. As to make a statement. Sabre ends it all with a perfect 450 Splash. He gets to his feet holding his gut and then Carlton Rock can raise his arm. The tiredness drops away for a moment as Sabre begins to taunt some of the fans, who have become pretty silent now that Sabre has won.
Dawg: Wait a second, do I make that 3-0 to the gWo now? I think I do.
Stanyer: There's still one match left. They could still miss out on the big prize.
Dawg: You can live in your dream world all you like, but tonight MVD will crown off a perfect night for the gWo, with a perfect win over Bloodbath to finally crown himself the PWF World Champion.
Stanyer: And the nightmare continues.
The camera cuts to the backstage area where Ted Tedison is standing outside of the locker room of the Cult of Shadows.
Tedison: "Alright, I am here, outside of the Cult's locker room waiting to try to get a word with the PWF World Champion, Bloodbath. I have been standing here for a good 20 minutes so I hope he shows up soon."
Just then, the locker room door opens and Bloodbath steps out, wearing hs street clothes.
Tedison: "Bloodbath, shouldn't you be wearing your ring attire by now? You have a pretty important match later tonight against Matt Van Dam. That brings me to my next question. What made you think of the type of match for tonight's main event, a Glass Cage match?"
Bloodbath: "Listen up, Teddy. I know when it is a good time to get changed for my matches. I've been in the business long enough to know that."
Tedison: "I'm sorry about my comments, but you still haven't answered my second question."
Bloodbath looks like he is irritated. He raises his hand and Tedison hunches over as if he thought he would get hit, but instead Bloodbath just grabs the microphone form him.
Bloodbath: "Don't worry, Teddy. I can take it from here. First off, I came up with the idea for tonight's match against Matt Van Dam, because I wanted to make a match where it would be difficult for anyone to interfere, but I also wanted to make it a match that would creative and had never been done before. Of course, it also had to be extreme....... Teddy, since I have done so many interviews with you, I think your next question would be What are my thoughts on tonight's match?, correct?"
Ted Tedison nods his head to agree with Bloodbath.
Bloodbath: "Okay, well, my thoughts on tonight's match are really quite simple. I am going to climb up on top of that cage with MVD, then I am going to throw him through one of the glass panes. Then, I'll probably have to drag him back up on top of the cage and then tos him through another pane. Then again, and again, until there are no more glass panes left to throw him through. Then, I'll probably give him a Bloodbash and pin him to retain my World Title. And Matt, if you got a problem with that, then you can pull the stick out of your ass and bring it to the ring, because you are going to need all of the help you can get in this match. Because not everybody wants be like MVD, like you may think. Everyone really wants to be the *Bloodbath raises his arms and points down towards him, like MVD's signature taunt* Cham.....Pi.....On!!!
Bloodbath hands the microphone back to Ted Tedison and then goes back into his locker room and slams the door behidn him.
Stanyer: Well, this match will be something nobody has ever seen before, a Glass Cage match. Apart from a metal framework, the entire struction is made out of glass. And there isn't much metal framework, it is mostly just glas. And to make things worse. All four sides of the glass have to be broken before someone can score a pinfall.
Dawg: What all of the sides?
Stanyer: Not every pane, although there is only 4 on each side anyway, but if any of the four sides are intact, the match cannot end. Oh did I mention they start the match on the roof?
Dawg: This is complete madness..
"Snap your Fingers, Snap your neck" by Prong plays as MVD walks down the aisle, clutching Jennifer Van Dam by the waist, he lets her go, and poses, flexing his arms towards his head (RVD style). The Ultra-Tron bears the gWo logo and then shows clips of MVD striking opponents out with his Kendo Stick and finishing them the 5 star frog splash.
James: Introducing, from Battlecreek, England, weighing 236lbs, "The Real F'n Show" Matt Van Dam. The crowd boos loudly
"Her Ghost in the Fog" by Cradle of Filth begins to play as a ring of fire appears by the entrance, surrounded by an eerie fog. Bloodbath rises out of the flames before walking towards the ring.
James: Introducing, from Hell, Michigan, weighing 225lbs, Bloodbath.
Report: The two wrestlers finish climbing the ladders that take them up to the top of the Glass Cage. The top glass has been deliberately scratched, so as to make it rougher, and therefore easier to keep your balance on. MVD and Bloodbath are very cautious as they pace around the edge of the glass. MVD looks over the edge and sees the 16 feet to the floor, and doesn't fancy the drop. He looks back at Bloodbath and then the two of them pace up to each other in the centre of the glass. MVD strikes the first blow, but Bloodbath quickly comes back with a series of right hands. MVD breaks it with a knee to the gut and then a club to the neck. MVD pulls Bloodbath up and then delivers a Snap Suplex on the glass. It shakes, but the glass doesn't break. MVD then delivers a quick Leg Drop. But he is very wary of the glass breaking. Bloodbath pulls himself up and breaks MVD's attack with a couple of body punches. Bloodbath hits MVD with a backbreaker and then does a two-footed stomp on his face. MVD gets up holding his eyes. Bloodbath hits a couple of right hands and then throws MVD towards the edge of the glass. MVD drops down onto the glass and manages to generate enough friction to stop just on the edge of the glass, with one leg hanging over the edge. He pulls himself up wiping his brow. Bloodbath goes to attack, but MVD sidesteps him and tries to push him over the edge, but Bloodbath grabs MVD, and he has no choice but to pull them both back into the middle of the glass. Bloodbath hits MVD with a couple of right hands and then stuns him with a DDT onto the glass. Bloodbath mounts MVD and plants him with some hard punches. He then pulls MVD up to his feet and delivers a Headbutt. MVD staggers around for a moment, dazed. Bloodbath charges at him and goes for a clothesline, but MVD ducks it and then hooks Bloodbath's head for a Hangman's Neckbreaker. MVD pulls himself up, rubbing his head from the DDT. He then stands over Bloodbath and draws a chorus of boos as he humiliates him with "The Old Man Stink" (Val Venis pose then mounted punching). MVD pulls Bloodbath up and then he delivers a Side Suplex. This shakes the glass pretty heavily, and MVD looks worried that it will break. MVD decides to deliver a few stomps to Bloodbath, before he rolls him over and locks on a simple Camel Clutch. MVD knows he can't win the match yet, he just wants to wear Bloodbath down. MVD then pulls Bloodbath up and delivers a couple of knife-edge chops. He then holds Bloodbath while he delivers some aggressive knees to the face. He pulls Bloodbath up to his face, but suddenly he counters and hits the Blood Bash (Downward Spiral), the impact of the move shatters the roof and both wrestlers are sent hurtling towards the canvas at great speed. The crowd rises in complete shock, as they simply weren't expecting it.
Stanyer: OH MY GOD!!!! MVD and Bloodbath just feel 12 feet, and to top it off, they are surrounded by broken glass!! I knew this match was insane from the start. And it looks like I will be proved right.
Dawg: It doesn't take much of a brain to work out that this match was insane. Which is obviously Bloodbath's plan, as this is his environment, not MVD's. That's why he waited until MVD was away to sign the match. To make sure MVD couldn't do anything about it.
Stanyer: You could look at it that way, but I don't think Bloodbath is afraid of MVD, he just likes insane matches, and this is where he feels at home.
Dawg: He needs to be put in a mental institution.
Stanyer: I know one thing, both men will be in hospital by the end of the night.
After a good couple of minutes, both men begin to stir. It is Bloodbath, the more resilient of the two men, who makes it to his feet first. He drags MVD up and pushes him into the corner. He delivers a few gut kicks, but then has to hold onto the ropes to catch his breath for a moment before he delivers a couple more kicks. He suddenly realises that he has a gash on his left arm. He doesn't pay too much attention to it. MVD has quite a nasty gash just above his left knee. Bloodbath delivers a few knees to the gut in the corner. He is just sticking to simple moves while his head clears. Bloodbath then begins to choke MVD, who looks like he hasn't yet recovered from the fall. Bloodbath seems to have shaken it off and he whips MVD to the opposite corner. He then follows in and scores with a big Splash. MVD staggers out of the corner. Bloodbath hooks him up and then sends him overhead with a perfect T-Bone Suplex. Bloodbath pulls MVD up to his feet and scores with a couple more right hands, he then sends MVD into the ropes and then drills him into the mat with a Samoan Drop. MVD doesn't seem to be putting up much of a fight at the moment. Bloodbath pulls MVD up to his feet and hits him with a couple of knife-edge chops. Bloodbath then lifts MVD up in a suplex, and then dumps him on the top turnbuckle. Bloodbath climbs up and hooks MVD by both arms and then delivers a perfect Double Underhook Suplex off the top rope. Bloodbath then rolls over MVD and locks in a Half Boston Crab. MVD doesn't seem to be struggling to escape. Bloodbath begins to get confident. He pulls MVD up to his feet and slaps him across the face a couple of times. He then grabs MVD and pulls him over towards the corner. Bloodbath then begins to climb the turnbuckle. But suddenly MVD gets to his feet, while Bloodbath is facing the other way. MVD then surprises Bloodbath by springing onto the 2nd rope and kicking him in the back of the head, sending him headfirst through one side of the glass. Bloodbath crashes down on the floor at the bottom of the aisle, surrounded by shards of glass. MVD then sits down to take a breather.
Stanyer: Oh my! Bloodbath just took what looks to me like a horrible bump.
Dawg: Ouch, headfirst through the glass, and then landing on more glass, just painful.
Stanyer: MVD has been taking suplexes on the glass from the roof already, what will it be like when all four sides have broken down?
Dawg: Pain, pain, and lots more pain. Just like the title of the PPV - House of Pain.
Stanyer: The title of the PPV doesn't mean we have to live it.
Dawg: I only wish someone would put you in the House of Pain .
MVD pulls himself to his feet and then rolls out of the ring. He grabs Bloodbath and pulls him to his feet, he rolls him back into the ring. Bloodbath flinches as some of the shards of glass stick in him. MVD climbs back in himself and he pulls Bloodbath up and throws him into the corner. He delivers a couple of hard shoulder thrusts and then he whips Bloodbath to the opposite corner. He takes a deep breath then follows in and hits a perfect Monkey Flip. MVD pulls himself to his feet and then pulls Bloodbath up. He nails him with a couple of forearms to the face and then sends him into the ropes. MVD then snaps Bloodbath over with a Hurricanranna. MVD then runs off the ropes and scores with a Leg Drop. Bloodbath staggers up to his feet. MVD goes for a Back Drop, but Bloodbath counters out and lands behind. He hits a few forearms to the back of MVD's head and then sends him into the ropes, but MVD reverses and then hits the Vandaminiser (Tilt a Whirl Driver) Instinctively MVD goes for the cover, but then remembers that the four sides of glass have to break first. He gets to his feet and then pulls Bloodbath up and throws him into the corner. He stomps him down in the corner and then he uses his foot to choke Bloodbath. He then backs off and then charges in and hits a perfect Two Footed Dropkick to the face. Bloodbath staggers up to his feet and MVD scores with a couple of forearms. MVD then goes behind Bloodbath and delivers an awesome Pump Handle Suplex. Bloodbath holds the back of his head, and reveals a blood wound, presumably caused by the glass. MVD pulls Bloodbath up to his feet and kicks him in the gut a couple of times. He then delivers a Spinning Back Kick and leaves Bloodbath on the mat. MVD then climbs up to the top rope. Bloodbath staggers up to his feet, and then MVD dives off and catches him clean on the jaw with a sidekick. MVD then begins to decide which side of the glass he wants to send Bloodbath through. He pulls Bloodbath up and rests him against the ropes. He then tries to trap Bloodbath's arms in the ropes, but can't quite pull it off. He then comes off the opposite ropes and whatever he was trying, we'll never know, as Bloodbath comes to life and sends MVD flying out of the ring and through the glass with an amazing Belly to Belly Throw. MVD crashes down on the outside. After the initial shock fades away, Bloodbath gets quite a pop for doing what he did to MVD.
Stanyer: Can this match get any more violent?
Dawg: How about we see them go through two more panes of glass.
Stanyer: Err no thanks, I think I've seen enough glass for one day.
Dawg: Well it's tough, you don't have much choice. I'm just thankful they erected this plastic sheets in front of us, otherwise we'd be covered in glass as well.
Stanyer: That is true, I am glad for that as well. Glass rain isn't something I want to experience.
Bloodbath gets out of the ring and picks MVD up, he then rolls him back into the ring. He then pushes one of the security staff out of the way and grabs the chair he is sitting on. Bloodbath rolls back into the ring and places the chair on the mat, after sliding the glass out of the way. He hooks MVD up, whom like Bloodbath, has seemingly hundreds of small cuts on his body from the glass. Bloodbath goes for a Brainbuster, but MVD blocks it and then spins the two of them around, he then lifts Bloodbath up and plants him with a Brainbuster. Both men are then left flat out on the canvas, well "glass shards" would be more accurate. MVD slowly pulls himself up, Bloodbath is doing the same, except a little slower. MVD catches Bloodbath with a stiff kick to the face. MVD then boot him in the gut and goes for the Van Dam Asser, but Bloodbath pulls himself out of the way and MVD lands on more glass shards. Bloodbath then grabs MVD with both arms and then begins to give him "Brain Damage" (Trapping Headbutts). Bloodbath lets MVD go, and he drops to his knees holding his chest. Bloodbath then climbs to the top rope. MVD staggers up and turns to face him. Bloodbath dives off and hooks MVD with both legs and delivers a Hurricanranna. MVD rolls through to his feet and staggers around. Bloodbath boots him in the gut and then delivers a Jumping Piledriver onto the glass. Bloodbath then looks around for something. He goes and picks up the steel chair he brought into the ring. He wedges it into the turnbuckle. He then pulls MVD up and then irish whips him hard into the steel chair. MVD drops down to the mat holding his back. Bloodbath doesn't let him rest and pulls him up for a 2nd hit. Bloodbath whips MVD again, but he reverses and this time Bloodbath crashes into the steel. Bloodbath staggers off towards MVD, who grabs him around the waist and then smashes him into the mat with the Sexiest Move (Spinning Belly to Back Suplex). MVD looks up towards one of the two remaining sheets of glass and tries to work out a way to put Bloodbath through one of them. MVD grabs Bloodbath and throws him through the ropes, so he is in the small gap between ropes and glass. MVD then comes off the opposite ropes and tries to dropkick Bloodbath through the glass. But Bloodbath sidesteps it and MVD hits the glass, but surprisingly it doesn't break. MVD is in the same small space as Bloodbath, except he is holding his ankle. MVD gets to his feet, but Bloodbath quickly grabs him and then Russian Leg Sweeps both of them through the glass to the floor. Both then roll over and cover their faces as hundreds of small and large shards of glass come crashing down around them.
Dawg: Have you seen which pane of glass is left?
Stanyer: Yeah, the one right next to us. Just our luck.
Dawg: Well, we knew it had to go through sooner or later. Guess it's a good thing we got to wait so long.
Stanyer: I suppose. Man, the EMT's are going to be working overtime, how MVD & Bloodbath haven't escaped serious injury, I do not know.
Dawg: Well, there are still fragments of the glass cage hanging onto the support frames. It's them I worry about, if one of them fell on someone, we'd have a dead man on our hands.
Stanyer: Thanks for the optimistic review of the situation.
Bloodbath staggers to his feet first, he then looks under the apron and then pulls out a gigantic 15-foot ladder. He slides it into the ring. He pulls MVD up and hits a couple of right hands before throwing him back into the ring. Both men are clearly in a lot of pain, thanks to the numerous cuts that cover their bodies. Bloodbath begins to set the Ladder up in the middle of the ring. He pulls MVD up and lifts him up to the top turnbuckle. He then climbs up and delivers a Superplex, which is made all the more painful thanks to the mass of glass in the ring. Bloodbath then begins to climb up the ladder. He only climbs half way up, when he realises that MVD is climbing up after him. Bloodbath kicks him a couple of times in the head. But MVD is a fast climber and he catches up with Bloodbath and turns himself around and then he Powerbombs Bloodbath off the ladder. He takes a few moments to get to his feet, but when he does, he climbs up the ladder himself. He takes a look around the arena and then does his infamous two thumb pose, before he dives off with the Stinky Leg Drop, only for Bloodbath to move out of the way and MVD lands on nothing but glass and canvas. Bloodbath pulls himself up to his feet and grabs MVD, he delivers a couple of right hands and knocks him into the corner. He then tips the ladder over so that it crashes into MVD's forehead. Bloodbath then puts the ladder back up and pulls MVD up, he takes him back in front of the ladder and then delivers the Blood Bash (Downward Spiral). He then begins to climb up the ladder, this time he's going all the way to the top. Bloodbath is standing on the top rung when suddenly MVD springs to his feet. Bloodbath is so startled he doesn't react. And before he can, MVD is pushing the ladder over towards the last pane of glass.
Dawg: HOLY SHIT!!! RUN JAY!!!!
The two announcers run for cover as Bloodbath and the ladder crash through the glass, Bloodbath then goes sailing down and crashes through the announcer's table. The crowd are in total shock. They are all just staring at the complete mess. MVD however isn't messing around. He gets out of the ring and drags the unconcious Bloodbath to his feet. He rolls him into the ring. Senior Referee, Mark Johnson now comes into action, he gets into the ring. MVD climbs in and then covers Bloodbath. Mark Johnson clears some of the glass out of the way and then begins to count. 1 2 somehow, someway, Bloodbath lifts one foot up and puts it on the bottom rope. Not one person in the building can believe Bloodbath survived that. Especially MVD, but he decides to end it there and then, he pulls Bloodbath away from the ropes and then climbs up to the top rope. MVD stands up and does a two thumb taunt and then dives off with the Five Star Frog Splash. He quickly hooks the leg for a cover. ..1 ..2 amazingly Bloodbath shoots his shoulder off the canvas. MVD can be clearly heard shouting "Stay the Fuck down!!!" MVD hooks the leg again. ..1 .2 .. Bloodbath gets his shoulder up again. MVD gets up and paces around the ring holding his head in his hands, wondering what the hell he has to do to finish Bloodbath off. Finally he picks him up and places him in the corner. He then gets out of the ring and gets a Steel chair. He wedges it in front of Bloodbath's body. MVD then goes to the opposite apron. MVD then springboards off the top rope and soars the entire width of the ring to score with the Van-Terminator. MVD pulls Bloodbath into the middle of the ring and covers. .1 2 3!!! Finally Bloodbath has been defeated. MVD lies flat on his back, catching his own breath. The boos slowly begin to fill the arena.
Dawg: HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!
Stanyer: God no, not only are we back on commentary, but MVD's World Champion. This is just going to be a nightmare. I don't know how long I'll be able to stomach this.
Dawg: You'll have to stomach this forever, because MVD will NEVER lose that belt, NEVER I tell you.
Stanyer: This really cannot be happening.
Dawg: Wait a second, don't I make that 4-0 to the gWo tonight?
Stanyer: Please, someone tell me that we have to go off air now.
In the ring, MVD climbs to the 2nd turnbuckle and with the PWF World Title over his shoulder he licks both fingers and then does a Two Thumb Taunt while shouting "Mu-Ha-Ha".
Dawg: Glorious, this has to be the greatest day of my life, since, since Gambino won the World title, remember that.
Stanyer: How can I forget.
Dawg: Man, which was greater? Tonight or that night, tough call, tough call
Stanyer: YES!!! I'm saved.
Dawg: What?
Stanyer: We are out of time folks!!! I hope you all enjoyed the "House of Pain", but we will have to see you all next week. Enjoy.