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Madison Square Garden
New York City
December 22nd 2002
Attendance: 22,356
MVD: They say my time has come.......... at long last MVD's reign of terror will be over........that the gWo will crumble at the loss of this battle..........they call the Rumble In The Bronx. They say that Gambino is relentless is his ambition to take back what is rightfully his, the title that he brought so much prestige to, the PWF World Title. If there is one thing I ever admired about Gambino it was his determination....... the will to keep going against the odds to achieve that whch he desired.
However, determination and mutual respect will get you no where in this game my friend. Back when I was training in Battlecreek a wise man once told me "In wrestling you can either make friends, or make money". I don't know if the admiration of your fellow man is worth more to you than this strap or the cash benefits that go with it, but if it is then you are a fool! You can get as close to anyone in this business as you like G and one day BHAM! they'll stab you in the back and take away everything that you have worked for................sound familar?
This is wrestling 101 Gambino, survival of the fittest, the battle to end all battles, the New York Street Fight, the match you invented and brought an end to many a career in. Everyone keeps telling me I am a fool to even compete in this match, that I cannot possibly withstand the battle, I MIGHT EVEN DIE in this very match!.................. well lets just say I would have to leave the arena dead for you to take away my beautiful...............my precious............. World Title!
The fact of the matter is, when we cut out all the bullshit and all the hype this is a match we both want and you know it! I'm sick of beating your ass time and time again only to be compared to you as a World Champion...........your not even in my league! The critics say I should not under-estimate you, that I should even be scared of what you can do the human body in a wrestling ring................... well I am not scared of you pal, I'm Matt..Van..Dam (2 thumb pose), I am the personification of 4:20 I am the fucking Zen master. I am the embodyment of Yin & Yang, gods knows I can be good but you know better than anyone when I'm evil I am one sadistic motherfucker!
Tonight we step into the most important match of our careers, I want to see the best of Antonio Gambino because G............. you are sure gonna get the best of MVD tonight ................ and that is not a threat, that is a promise! Tonight either Antonio Gambino or Matt Van Dam will go down truely as the greatest PWF World Champion of all time, no stratch that.................... the best ever born!
I have that which you yearn for................. if you want it, you better be prepared to kill for it................ because I am more than prepared to kill to keep it G............. I'll see your ass in the ring later...................... when I write the last chapter of your career!
Fog dispurses over the scene and MVD walks out of sight and the camera then fades to black
Pyro's blast off everywhere as "What If" by Creed blasts over the speakers. The camera swoops across the Rumble set, which has been designed to look like a long brick wall, with graffiti painted all over it. Parts of the wall are broken up with clouded glass panes, each with a red PWF logo on them. The crowd are going absolutely insane, we pan around Madison Square Garden, looking over the various signs. Some of which support certain wrestlers, others are aimed at wrestlers. Some are even advertising wrestling websites. You start to wonder who is running security around here when you see a group of fans hold up a giant cardboard cutout of a Flaming Pig, with "Flaming Pig Wrestling" written across it. Finally we swoop down towards our announcing team of Jason Stanyer, and the "Big Dawg" Dave Harley.
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to the 2002 Rumble in the Bronx!!!
Dawg: Today is a very sad day.
Stanyer: Why's that?
Dawg: It's my last day as your colour commentator.
Stanyer: They never told me that.
Dawg: Of course not, I asked them not to.
Stanyer: That would be why I don't know then.
Dawg: Still, I can't think of a much better night to go out on.
Stanyer: Well, for those of you who don't already know, the PWF is splitting up into two separate rosters. Each of them will have their own show, and will alternate weeks. Everyone has noticed the recent delays with PWF programming, well we hope this will solve our problems.
Dawg: Don't forget to tell them when Draft day is.
Stanyer: I'm getting to that!!! The owner of the PWF, Michael Pellington is bringing in two people to take control of each of the shows. The Roster itself will be split via a draft, which will take place on the 27th of December, live on www.pwfe.com.
Dawg: Various other things have been announced, I suggest you check out www.pwfe.com for more information.
Stanyer: One thing you WILL need to know is that Gambino & MVD have already been assigned to a show. Whoever wins their match tonight, will take the World Title to that show, the other show will then automatically take the US Title to it's show, and turn it into a brand new main event level title.
Dawg: So the Ladder Match, and the New York Street Fight just got majorly important.
Stanyer: We still haven't been told precisely what the winner of the Rumble will get. All we have been told is that he will still get a shot at the PWF World Title at The End of the World. How this will work is expected to be announced at a later date.
Dawg: Anyway, enough of your ramblings concerning the draft, we have ourselves a PPV to get on with. I hope you packed sandwiches, as it's going to be a long night.
Stanyer: Well, before we kick things off with a Tag Team Unification Match Semi-Final, the Gods of War are backstage with Johnny Mayhem.
Alexander and Kull are standing in front of a giant Rumble in the Bronx sign with Johnny Mayhem. The Gods of War seem more focused than ever before, neither seems to be nervous or overly excited about tonights events.
Mayhem: The night is finally here when 4 teams will battle it out in a single elimination Tag Tournament, to unify the Tag Team TItles and crown the Undisputed Tag Team Champions of the World.
Alexander: Damn right the night is finally here. After a year of struggling to regain the Gold tonight is our night.
Kull: We walked in here challengers, entering into an impossible senario, but When it's all said and done and the smoke clears, the Gods of War will be standing tall holding up the Undisputed Tag Team Titles for all to see.
Mayhem: The experts are saying that there is no chance in hell for you guys to walk away with the gold tonight after the beating that Jagged and Inmate gave you.
Kull: Considering that a close personal friend of ours lost his Grandfather unexpectedly to Heart problems and we flew to the other side of the continental United States to attended the funeral and flew back in the span of 3 days I'd say it was a safe bet that we were gonna lose considering that we were running on empty for the match.
Mayhem: Are you saying that your loss was a fluke?
Alexander: You damn right we are. Those sorry ass anger management junkies research and pick their victims and attack when their at their weakest. If we face them tonight, They'll be the ones enjoying the feel of wood across their backs.
Mayhem: What about the Hardcore Tag Team Champions, DUX?
Alexander: What about the dumbfuck Aussies? Their a couple of luck jackasses. We handed them the Titles and then the run off at the mouth about how their so big and bad and back in that shit whole they called home they were the kings of their bedroom wrestling federations.
Kull: Whoop-de-Fuckin'-Do. To hell with the Down Under Duo.
Mayhem: One last question, What is your prediction on the winner of the Tournament?
Kull: No question Johnny...
Alexander: & Kull: THe Gods of War Dumbass!
The Gods of War walk off after smacking Johnny in the back of the head for asking such a stupid question.
Stanyer: The Gods of War have been on a poor run of late, they'll need a bit of luck, and a lot of hard work if they are to win tonights Tag Tournament.
Dawg: They'll need a lot more than that if they are to get past Down Under Xpress.
Tag Team Title Unification Tournament - Semi-Final
Credit: Splinter
The arena darkens as a loud gong rings around the arena, then "Click, Click, Boom" hits as the stage explodes in fire. Through the fire walks Alexander and Kull. They look to the crowd and the crowd cheers them. They March to the ring and both men climb opposite turnbuckles and raise their arms to the crowd.
James: Introducing from Raleigh, North Carolina, at a combined weight of 513lbs, Alexander and Kull, The GODS OF WAR
Stanyer: Johnny Mayhem is standing by in the backstage area and he has the DUX with him. Take it away Johnny.
Mayhem: Thanks guys and I'm standing here with favourites to win the tag team title tournament tonight the DUX and guys you have a tough task ahead of you. Not only do you have to defeat the Gods of War tonight but you also have to take on the winner of the Brutal Force/Jagged & Inmate match.
Brod: You know something Mayhem, the whole time the DUX has been here we've been winners. We have the belts, we have the inflated paychecks and we have all of the other teams in the PWF envious of what we are which is the best team to ever grace a wrestling ring. But you're right about tonights matches and I do stress, matches. Once we blow over the Gods of War just like we have done in the past we're hoping to hell that Brutal Force make it to the final.
LJ: That's right. Last week you guys got lucky and you sure as hell didn't impress us with your nimbly-bimbly, limp-wristed victory over the true champions, the DUX. We came here tonight to prove to the world that we are indeed number 1 when it comes to tag team competition and there will be no sweeter victory than a victory over the Brutal Force.
Mayhem: The DUX are pumped tonight thats for sure. Let's go back to ringside.
Stanyer: Well there's confidence for you.
Dawg: I think they're getting just a little over confident for new kids on the block.
Stanyer: Still the DUX have been hangin' tough since they're arrival it should be interesting to see if they can back up their words in the ring?
Dawg: Hangin' tough? That wasn't funny.
"Praise" by Sevendust hits.... a wire outline of the letters 'DUX' lowers over the ring and begins to ignite into a sparkly outline... A pause in the music and as it restarts a shot of pyro in the style of an 'X' shoots out on the ramp followed by 3 shots of pyro straight into the air either side of the entrance.... Brod walks thru after the pyro as lights shine an outline of the letters in 'BROD', then LJ follows him as the lights shine an outline of the letters 'LJ'. Both men walk down the aisle as the spectacular outlines shine brightly. As they get to the ring apron furtherest from the sparkler outlined 'DUX' Both give an 'X' salute before entering the ring.
James: Introducing from Australia, at a combined weight of 486lbs, DOWN UNDER XPRESS!!!!!
Report: Alexander and Brod pace around the ring, obviously they are the two men that will start the matchup off. Alexander puts his hands up for a test of strength, Brod steps in and takes one hand. He then kicks Alexander hard in the gut and twists his arm round into a hammerlock. He applies the hold hard, Alexander manages to power out and convert it into his own hammerlock. Brod screams in pain, but after checking where the referee is looking he lands a hard mule kick much to the distaste of the crowd. Alexander releases the hold and staggers around in pain, Brod struts around for a little while before spinning round and nailing Alexander with a savage clothesline. Brod taunts the crowd before trying a cocky pin on Alexander, who kicks out before any count is achieved. Alexander is getting to his feet, he starts to land hard right hands on Alexander, who catches one of Brods wilder punches. He then lands three hard shots to Brods gut and plants him with an armdrag. Alexander then walks over and tags in Kull as Brod starts to get up. Kull climbs up the turnbuckle, Brod looks round only to get nailed with a cross body off the top! Kull stays in position for the cover 1 Brod powers out, Kull comes off the top and as Brod starts to get up he gets taken right back down with a flying head scissors. Kull again leaps up to his feet and shouts in celebration to the crowd, who cheer in return. Kull again runs to the ropes as Brod gets to his feet but Brod has Kull scouted and plants him with a hard flapjack, Kull bounces off the mat and rolls around on the mat holding his ribs. Brod picks Kull up and whips him into the DUX corner, Brod tags in LJ. The two men start to stomp kull down.
Dawg: The DUX have got Kull where they want him now, it's only a matter of time.
Stanyer: What? You're writing off the Gods Of War already? This match has hardly even started!
Dawg: You wish.
The DUX are stomping a hole in Kull, LJ starts to choke Kull with his boot as Brod continues to stomp away. The referee sends Brod out of the ring, Brod gets in the referees face distracting him as LJ kicks Kull square in the groin! He then picks up Kull but Kull collapses back down on the mat holding his groin. LJ lands a few stomps on the downed God Of War, he then picks him up and snapmares him down onto the mat, and he then puts his knee in Kulls spine and pulls both his arms back. Kull is screaming in pain as LJ pulls back on the hold as hard as he can. Alexander tries to get into the ring to save his partner, Brod climbs in and starts to stomp away at Alexander while LJ keeps the hold solidly locked on, the referee turns round and starts to shout at Brod, who quickly leaves the ring. LJ pulls back on the hold hard and then releases it, allowing Kull to slump down on the mat. LJ then drags Kull up by his hair and throws him back into the DUXs corner. LJ and Brod then throw Kull to the ropes, on the way back they try a double clothesline but Kull ducks it , Kull turns the two men round and DDTs the pair of them down into the mat! The three men lay hurt in the ring. LJ and Brod start to stir, the referee is already yelling at Brod, forcing him out of the ring, Kull crawls over and tags in Alexander, while LJ tags in the now legal Brod. The two men come running in, Brod ducks Alexander clothesline attempt and then lifts Alexander up and body slams him into the mat.
Stanyer: Looked like the Gods Of War were coming back there
Dawg: But no, the DUX are the superior athletes! Hah, the Gods Of War stand no chance.
Brod lands a few more stomps on Alexander before picking him up and whipping him to the ropes, on the way back Alexander gets clotheslined right back down into the mat. Brod then lifts Alexander up, throws him to the ropes and then capitalises on his advantage with Talk To The Hand (Palm Strike)! Brod then tags in LJ, who picks Alexander up and kicks him in the gut. He then plants Alexander with a vile Bouncer (Piledriver). LJ then picks Alexander back up off the mat and throws him over the top rope to the outside of the ring, he comes crashing down onto the floor mats. Kull gets into the ring and starts to exchange hard rights with LJ, Kull throws LJ to the ropes, on the way back LJ gets put down on the mat with the Terra Kick (Shuffle Side Kick). In the mean time Brod has thrown Alexander face first into the ring post. Brod pulls the groggy and now bloody Alexander up as the referee starts to argue with Kull. Brod whips Alexander into the steel steps. Kull sees an opening, he pushes the referee to the side and runs, he uses the ropes to propel himself into the air, and then he comes down on top of Brod with an amazing Dueling Fate (Corkscrew Attack)! Kull, Brod and Alexander are down on the outside of the ring, LJ slides out. He rolls Brod and Alexander back into the ring and then picks Kull up, who appears to have hurt himself badly from his amazing stunt. As Alexander crawls over and covers Brod, LJ slingshots Kull up into the ring post. The referee starts the count 1 2 LJ just makes it in time with a slingshot leg drop over the ropes to the back of Alexanders head braking up the count! LJ places Brod on top of Alexander before the referee sends him out of the ring. The referee gets down to count the pinfall 1 2 Alexander just manages to kick out. Alexander starts to pull himself up on the ropes, Brod is getting to his feet. A groggy Kull rolls into the ring, he gets up and starts to stagger around, Alexander hasn't noticed him. Alexander whips Brod into the ropes, but Brod goes straight into Kull. Kull collapses back down on the mat, Brod staggers backwards. Alexander grabs the staggering Brod and hoists him up. He then plants him with the Fall Of Rome (Burning Hammer)! Kull has just about got to his feet, Alexander makes the cover. LJ leaps into the ring but suddenly Kull comes to laugh, landing a hard right hand and then drilling LJ with the World Conqueror (Tornado DDT)! Kull and LJ are down as the referee makes Alexanders cover 1 2 3!
Dawg: No way! No way!
Stanyer: Alexander pins Brod in the chaos and the Gods Of War get the win!
Dawg: Does the PWF hire stupid referees on purpose?
Stanyer: The referee did a great job in the circumstances. That match was chaotic.
Dawg: If I was in charge, he'd be out of a job by now.
Stanyer: Good thing your not in charge then eh? Anyway, Team Brutal Force is backstage with Johnny Mayhem, who seems to be monopolising the interviews tonight.
We see Johnny Mayhem standing backstage with Brutal Force
Mayhem: So guys, tonight you face Jagged & Inmate in the semi-finals of the Undisputed Tag team Championship Tournament. Any thoughts?
Leroy: Any thoughts? Of course we have thoughts. Because Brutal Force are thinkers.
Barry: Jagged and Inmate want to be the men in the PWF? Well, to be the men you have to beat the men. Brutal Force are the best tag team that ever was, the best that is and the best that ever will be.
Leroy: You think you can beat us? If I can be serious for a minute, Whatsupwitdat? We are the larger than life living legends of tag team wrestling because we are that damn good. You will be coming into our yard, and we are the big dogs in that yard. Really big dogs. With big teeth and rabies and stuff. So what you gonna do, when you are stuck in a yard with two rabid, really, really, big dogs who don't like you very much?
Barry: You think you can beat us? Well, it doesn't matter what you think. Tonight, it is time to take out the trash, and you are that trash. And that's the bottom line, because Barry Burton said so. Can you dig that, Suckas?
Leroy: Tonight, it is time for you to rest in peace, ride the hoooooooo train, and get your candy asses kicked. And if you aren't down with that we have two words for you...
Deep Breath
Suddenly, a cell phone rings.
Leroy: Hang on.
Leroy grabs a phone from his pocket.
Leroy: Ahoy hoy? Oh, Sue. You rang to wish us luck, that's...
Leroy suddenly holds the phone away from his ear.
Leroy: Sue calm down. We are cutting a promo here...
Leroy again holds the handset away from his ear as we can hear a quite loud, and very angry sounding tinny voice emerging from it.
Leroy: Uh, maybe you had better speak to her, Barry.
He hands the phone to Barry.
Barry: Uh hi Sue, what's up? ...The promo? What's wrong with it?... Well rip-off is such a strong word... No, it's a homage... No... Um... Yes, I agree.... but... Ok... I will... Sorry, Sue.
Barry hangs up the phone and hands it to Leroy. He then looks into the camera.
Barry: Um... I would like to apologise for the content of this promo. Brutal Force would like to point out that it is neither big, nor clever, to steal established catchphrases from other wrestlers. We are very sorry, and it won't happen again.
Leroy sighs.
Leroy: The truth is, this is such a big night for us. Here we are in our Hometown of New York, fighting for our spot in history. The first ever PWF undisputed Champions will be decided here tonight. Imagine that.
Barry: We have had a tough month, with some coward messing with us, and Sue, and yet here we are. The Rumble in the F'N Bronx. We have a shot at the greatest of prizes in all of Tag Team wrestling, in front of all out loyal fans. And with all that, we couldn't think of a single thing to say.
Leroy: We didn't have the words to let you all know what this moment means to us. We couldn't think of anything that would adequately convey the shear momentousness of this evening.
Barry: So we took the easy, comedy route. But Sue was right. There is a time and a place for comedy. And this isn't it. This Time, this place, only one thing matters. We are Brutal Force. We are going to fight for the gold. And we will emerge as your champions.
Leroy: Let's do this.
The duo walk off as we fade out.
Stanyer: Brutal Force will be looking to emerge the victors in tonights big Tag Tournament. They are in their home town, they have family and friends watching them, and they are also the favourites to win, regardless of all that.
Dawg: But they have to get past the newly formed duo of Jagged & Inmate, who are not the most friendly of people.
Stanyer: I'm told Ted Tedison is with them now, we'll head backstage.
The camera fades backstage to Inmate and Jagged's locker room where They are both dressed and awaiting their first round match, Inmate is doing some final taping of his wrists when a knock at the door comes. Jagged opens it to fing Ted Tedison quivering and cowering.
Inmate: TEDISON!!!!! Get in here.
Tedison: Please don't hurt me!!!
Inmate: Ask your questions.
Tedison: Tonight you and realtivly new partner Jagged have been entered in the Tag Team Title Tournament. How long do you think it will take you to win??
Inmate: Tedison.
Tedison: Yyyyesss.
Jagged: For the first time in your life, you asked the right question.
Tedison's expression brightens and he begins to relax.
Tedison: Really?
Inmate: Yup, and even though the other goof ball teams are decent. Last week The Gods of War were made an example. our motto. WE WIN!
Jagged: It hasn't failed us yet.
Tedison: You've only used it once.
Inmate waves his index finger as in saying "Nuh uh uhhhh" and Tedison tenses up a bit. Jagged and Inmate stand up and start heading towards Tedison who has his back to the door trying to keep as far away from the angry duo as possible.
Jagged: We have to leave now.
Tedison hurridly fumbles with the doorknob and can't get it open. Jagged goes to cold clock but Tedison Ducks, or so he thinks, and Jagged's hand dents the steel door and the camera tilts fown for second from the sudden impact to see a dark spot in the crotch of Tedison's Pants and Inmate's and Jagged's feet storming out of the locker room towards the ring
Stanyer: Would you be a PWF announcer?
Dawg: The WWE has Tough Enough to sign new wrestlers. We have Tough Enough just to be an announcer!!!
Tag Team Title Unification Tournament - Semi-Final
Credit: Splinter
An eerie type of techno music starts to play a slow meoldy backed with a drumbeat...and after twenty or so seconds, "Remember" by Disturbed blares at full force. A superstar, Jagged, immeadiately bounces out and starts to jump, raising his hands and partying. After the twenty seconds of madness has subsided, he makes his way down to the ring in a normal manner, bouncing gradually. He get's into the ring just as the chorus comes back, and again he starts to jump about. The music then dies down.
James: Introducing from Palermo, Sicily, Italy, weighing 252lbs, JAGGED!!!!
"Psycho" by System of a Down hits. Crows are flying around and resting on an electric chair. Then Inmate's logo flashes as he walks through the entrance way wearing his new Jailbird t-shirt with European title flung over his shoulder.
James: Introducing from Amityville, Maine, weighing 279lbs, INMATE 61969
"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, TEAM BRUTAL FORCE!!!.
Report: Jagged and Leroy are in the ring to start this matchup off, Leroy starts to kick Jagged in the shins, trying to provoke him. Leroy lands one kick to Jagged's ribs and that's when Jagged has enough, he grabs Leroy's leg and sweeps the other one out. Jagged then drops his elbow down, crushing Leroy's leg into the mat. He lays a few stomps in Leroy's leg before backing off and allowing his opponent back up onto his feet. Leroy, this time slightly more conserved, lands a few more kicks to Jagged's legs and again one to the ribs, Jagged catches this but Greene expects it, and hits a big enziguri that drops Jagged down to the mat! Jagged gets up to his knees but Leroy hits a roundhouse kick to the face that puts him right back down on the mat. Greene then tags in Barry Burton, he jumps in and starts bouncing around like a boxer, Jagged gets up to his feet and Barry lands one body blow, a second body blow and finally a right hook that drops Jagged to the mat. Jagged pulls himself up to his feet only to get a hard elbow strike to the face, followed by a big uppercut to the chin. Jagged goes staggering back, Barry whips him to the ropes. On the way back Jagged ducks a clothesline attempt by Burton, he turns Barry round and plants him with a Jagged DDT (Jumping DDT) out of nowhere! Barry's head bounces right off the mat, Jagged staggers over and tags in Inmate, holding various parts of his body from the vicious striking attacks that Brutal Force have been dealing out. Jagged and Inmate pick Barry up and throw him to the ropes, on the way back they hit a brutal double team spinebuster that drills Burton into the mat!
Dawg: Jagged took the best Brutal Force could deal out and he's still coming on strong.
Stanyer: Brutal Force have still got a lot left.
Dawg: No matter who wins this, the Gods Of War ain't winning the final, did you see Alexander. Heh, the DUX busted him open good.
Stanyer: We'll see Dawg, we'll see.
Jagged has left the ring as the referee demands. Barry starts to get up, Inmate lays a few stomps across his head, putting him back down on the mat. Inmate then drops a hard elbow onto Burton and then goes for a cover 1 2 Barry kicks out. Inmate pulls Burton up to his feet, Inmate taunts Leroy and then kicks Burton in the gut, following up with a snap DDT. Inmate gets up laughing as Burton lays in a heap on the mat. Inmate lifts Burton up and lands a hard right hand, followed by a second. Burton blocks the third and headbutts Inmate as hard as he can, but both men seem unaffected by the impact. They start to exchange right hands, Burton starts to get the better of Inmate and then throws him to the ropes, on the way back Barry throws a clothesline that sends Inmate through a loop and down onto the mat. Burton then staggers over and tags in Leroy Greene, who climbs up onto the turnbuckle and then hits a big moonsault into a cover 1 2 Inmate kicks out before the count of three. Leroy picks Inmate up and throws him to the ropes, on the way back Greene kicks inmate in the gut, runs to the ropes and then hits a big axe kick that sends Inmate face first down into the mat. Leroy again rolls Inmate over and covers him 1 2 Inmate just kicks out before the count of three. Leroy again picks Inmate up, Greene grabs Inmate and drills him into the mat with the Brutaliser (Blue Thunder Pin)! Leroy keeps it in position for the cover 1 2 Jagged comes diving in with an elbow for the save. Burton comes charging in and batters Jagged back to the ropes, he then clotheslines Jagged over the top to the outside! Burton follows Jagged out of the ring.
Dawg: Jagged and Burton are on the outside here, the stupid referee has lost control!
Stanyer: Not really, he's just got his eye on the two legal men, you know the guys who are supposed be fighting each other in this match.
Leroy picks Inmate up and sends him into the turnbuckle. He comes over and lands tow quick kicks to the side of Jagged's head, he then climbs up the ropes and leaps, kicking Jagged right in the side of the head as hard as he can. Leroy flips out into the pose as Jagged staggers forwards and collapses. On the outside Jagged and Burton are exchanging wild punches, Jagged catches one of Burtons rights and realises the referee isn't watching. He pokes Burton in the eye and then lands a vicious low blow. Burton staggers forwards holding his groin in pain, Jagged grabs a nearby steel chair, checks the referee who is too busy seeing if Inmate will tap out to the inverted STF Leroy has locked in. Jagged proceeds to level Burton with a chair shot over the back! Barry drops to his knees, Jagged lands a second solid shot across the back that puts Burton down on the floor mats. Jagged throws the chair away, pleased with the damage done. He then proceeds to roll into the ring. Jagged drops an elbow on Greene breaking up the hold that he has locked in on Inmate, the referee gets in Jagged's face but Jagged just pushes him away. He picks Leroy up and throws him to the ropes, on the way back Jagged levels Greene with the Pressure Point (Superkick)! He then helps Inmate up, Inmate goes for the cover quickly as Jagged finally leaves the ring 1 2 Greene kicks out to Jagged and Inmates amazement!
Dawg: Come on! That must have been a slow count!
Stanyer: Sounded just right to me, Greene just ain't staying down yet.
A groggy Barry Burton staggers over and pulls Jagged off the ring apron, he throws Jagged back first into the guard rail, Jagged staggers forwards right into an enraged Burton hitting the Seconds Out! Jagged goes down hard as Burton climbs the turnbuckle, Inmate hits a hard Jail Breaker (Bubba Bomb) on Greene, Inmate gets up from performing the move only to be taken down by Burton flying off the top with the Beta Blocker (Shoulder Block Off The Top Rope)! Burton lifts Inmate up, Greene gets up looking annoyed, the two men start to headbutt Inmate at the same time, Burton leaves the ring once Inmate is down on the mat, Jagged is trying to get up on the outside of the ring but falls back down again. Greene is holding his head in pain from the headbutting, Inmate starts to stagger up, and Greene takes the opportunity to pound him down with the First Strike Combo! Inmate goes down, completely out of it. Leroy covers Inmate as Jagged just about gets up on the outside of the ring, as the referee goes down to make the count, Burton leaps in the ring and sprints across, he hits a baseball slide dropkick that puts Jagged right back down, the referee counts 1 2 3!
Leroy gets up and celebrates as the referee hold his hand up in the air, Barry rolls in as well, the referee proclaims them the victors.
Stanyer: Great performance there.
Dawg: The question is do Team: Brutal Force or Gods Of War have anything left?
Stanyer: We'll know soon enough I guess. But we now have to prepare for "The Box", which is being wheeled out to the side of the stage as we speak.
Dawg: They're holding it in the arena?
Stanyer: Yep, some genius found a way to move it while fully constructed, so the fans can watch sheer brutality close up.
Dawg: Any news on Heelmaster's mystery opponent?
Stanyer: None whatsoever.
The camera shows Austin Cain entering the arena in his street clothes, with a duffel bag over his shoulder. He has an intense scowl on his face. Johnny Mayhem approaches, mic in hand.
Mayhem: "Austin Cain, tonight you defend your title against the man who embarrassed you just last week, hitting you with your own championship belt. What can we expect from this return match?"
Austin Cain: "Expect retribution, Johnny. Expect a reality check for our resident rap superstar wannabe. Expect this three ring circus to feature an interlude of actual wrestling talent. A one-sided affair to be honest, but still better than what the audience has to look forward to from the rest of the show."
Mayhem: "Strong words."
Austin Cain: "Stayed tuned, Mayhem, because I plan to back those words up with strong actions. Tonight is going to be a long and degrading trip of pain and humiliation for some people, because after I handle Masta Percy, I'm going to show everyone in the rumble how it's done."
Mayhem: "Well, thanks for your time."
Austin Cain: "The pleasure has been all your's. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm parched - think I'll go get some water."
Cain exits the scene. Johnny watches him go with a puzzled look.
Mayhem: "Hmm... that's funny, there's a water cooler right here."
Scene fades out.
The camera cuts to the back. We see Heelmaster sitting on a folding chair in a barren room. No color comes from the room except for Heelmaster. The walls are white concrete, the kind you'd find in school gyms and back corridors. Heelmaster is sitting on his chair, seemingly meditating. His hair is wet and curling. A few strands cross his face, giving the man a sort of character that we haven't seen from him before.
Heelmaster: So here I am... minutes before I step inside the Box... my match... with some boy who isn't confident enough to tell me who he is. That's just going to go against him. He's just setting up for pain. Pain like he has never experienced before... This... boy... that has challenged me has struck the match that will set off the extinguishing system. He's backing me into a corner, trying to make all the advantages his.
He begins to chuckle.
Heelmaster: That's where he's made his biggest mistake. Backing me into the corner is only going to wake the demons sleeping inside me. It's only going to set the whole PWF up for a fall... My opponent is just going to be the first of many. No more sitting in the back and taking what is being fed to me. Tonight... a new era begins...
He stands up and folds up his chair.
Heelmaster: Tonight... your life is... ugghhh... forfeit...
With that, he blasts the camera with the chair.
Heelmaster: Like it or not... Heels never...
The last part is cut off by static.
The Camera zooms down to the Box, which has been wheeled in and placed next to the stage. The ring crew have just finished placed the Weapon Box in there and are doing final checks on it's security.
James: The following match will be contested in... the Box. Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 257 pounds, the HEELMASTER!
Sepultura's "Roots Bloody Roots" hits the arena PA. The fans begin booing the self proclaimed master of the bad guys. Heelmaster steps out from the back and looks at the 10 X 10 X 10 cage in front of him. He adjusts the wristband on his right arm as he makes his way to the Box. The door is held open by referee Duane Dibley as Heelmaster steps inside. He walks over to the play box of "toys" and begins to root through it as his music fades.
James: And his opponent...
The music begins playing. It's "Counterfeit God" by Black Label Society. Some fans begin to erupt, while others don't know what's going on. The opening plays and no one comes out, but as soon as the lead guitar kicks in, from the back walks Nightshade.
James: From Saginaw, Michigan, weighing in at 289 pounds, NIGHTSHADE!!!!
More fans begin to cheer the man on, as there are more fans of the UWF in the house than originally thought. Nightshade points at Heelmaster, who has pulled out a chair from the toy box. A smile crosses the face of the man inside the Box. A sick and twisted smile. Nightshade walks towards the Box, but before stepping in gives a look out at the fans and nods his head. He then steps into the cage and the door is shut.
Credit: Nightshade
Report: The bell sounds as Heelmaster charges in with a wild chair swing. Nightshade ducks the chair shot and counters with a kick to the stomach as Heelmaster turns around. The chair drops to the floor and Nightshade hooks Heelmaster in a front face lock. Heelmaster senses what is coming and pushes Nightshade off. Both men look into each other's eyes. A conversation seemingly going on between them without a word spoken.
Stanyer: There must be a past between these two somewhere.
Dawg: Probably in the UWF. A lot of guys have been there at one point in their career.
Heelmaster breaks the stare down and throws a right hand. Nightshade takes one in the jaw, then another, and another. Heelmaster shoots a fourth off, but Nightshade blocks it and throws an elbow as a counter. The shot to the face throws Heelmaster back a foot. Nightshade shifts all of his weight to his back foot and shoots forward with a Knockout Kick, but Heelmaster grabs his opponent's leg and takes him to the concrete floor. He flows from a reverse Achilles lock to a waist lock, settling on a sitting reverse armbar. Nightshade rolls through, turning the sitting armbar into a regular flat on back armbar. He catches Heelmaster in the stomach with a punch. Heelmaster's grip on Nightshade's hand fails and he is allowed to roll to his feet. Heelmaster gets up himself. The two men charge forward into a collar and elbow tie up.
Stanyer: Technical wrestling in the Box? I don't understand
Dawg: They have 10 minutes to kill.
Nightshade fires in a knee lift, netting himself the advantage. He turns it into a headlock and really puts on the pressure to Heelmaster's head. He begins to run around in circles, but is thrown into the steel bars by Heelmaster. Nightshade takes two steps backwards before he is hit in the right arm by a steel chair swing. Nightshade holds his arm as he spins around to face Heelmaster. He is then met with an overhand smash to the top of the head. Nightshade drops like a sack of groceries dropped by an exhausted 8 months pregnant mother whose husband is off bopping the hottie next door. Heelmaster continues on by grabbing the right arm of Nightshade and slapping on the Code Red Armbar. After cranking on the arm for a few seconds, Heelmaster lets go and heads over to the play box. He rifles through the hardware, throwing a fire extinguisher, keyboard, electric guitar, nightstick, and bucket, before settling on a pair of handcuffs. He pulls them out last and we see a look of evil cross the Heelmaster's face.
Stanyer: Yikes if looks could kill.
Dawg: If looks could kill, I would have been dead a long time ago from sitting next to you all the time.
Stanyer: Shut up
Heelmaster turns around and faces Nightshade, who is on his hands and knees. Heelmaster walks over and as he is about to reach Nightshade, he is blasted in the face by the fire extinguisher. He flails backwards as Nightshade gets to his feet and charges forward. He dives forward with the fire extinguisher in hand and knocks Heelmaster square in the jaw with it. Heelmaster falls hard as Nightshade did moments earlier. Nightshade gets to his knees and catches his breath for a moment. He then steps up and throws the fire extinguisher at Heelmaster's head with great force. Heelmaster, with his last bit of luck, I'm sure, moves his head out of the way as he rolls to his side and balls up in the fetal position. Nightshade kicks Heelmaster in the spine with the point of his boot. This forces Heelmaster to his back. Nightshade grabs the chair from earlier and scales four rungs of the cage, putting him to the approximate height of the middle turnbuckle. He jumps and as he is in the air, he places the chair underneath his legs for a chair assisted leg drop. Heelmaster is drilled in the face, but Nightshade isn't too much better, as he landed hard on his thighs and tailbone.
James: Five minutes have passed. Five minutes remaining until the doors will open.
Nightshade writhes in pain and rolls to his hands and knees. He grabs the cage and pulls himself up to his feet. He looks out to the fans and screams out "Bow Before God Nightshade!" netting himself a pop from the crowd. He walks over to Heelmaster and lifts him up by the hair. Nightshade whips Heelmaster across the cage into the steel bars. He then follows in with a scream and a splash, but Heelmaster ducks out of the way. Nightshade hits the bars with his head and stumbles around. Heelmaster walks in and hooks Nightshade around the waist. He pulls back rocking his opponent with a hard German suplex. Heelmaster catches his breath for a moment. He crawls over to the chair from earlier and uses it as a crutch to help himself to his feet. Nightshade also begins to make it to his feet, much slower than he normally would. Heelmaster waits for Nightshade to get to his feet and swings hard with his chair. Nightshade again ducks the shot and as Heelmaster turns to try to rectify himself, he is caught with a mad dropkick to the face. He drops the chair and stumbles backwards. Nightshade gets up to his feet much quicker than he did a moment before. He grabs the chair as he charges Heelmaster with a steel assisted dropkick, sending Heelmaster into the bars.
Stanyer: Nightshade is starting to take control here.
Dawg: There is no control in this match unless you incapacitate your opponent or until the doors are open and one man is gone.
Nightshade crawls over to the nightstick on the ground. He smiles as he uses it to help himself to his feet. Heelmaster is climbing up the bars to get to his feet, leaving his body prone. Nightshade spins the nightstick around in his fingers before laying a shot into Heelmaster's ribs. A loud scream is heard from Heelmaster. He drops to the cement floor. Nightshade walks over Heelmaster and places the nightstick under his chin. He then grabs either side of the stick and pulls up, choking Heelmaster as his knee finds a home in the submission master's back. Nightshade pushes forward with his knee and arms and sends Heelmaster's face flying into the side of the Box.
Stanyer: Heelmaster has been busted open from that.
Dawg: Look at the blood trickle down his face. Nightshade's rough, I like that.
Nightshade gets up and looks over to the referee in charge, Duane Dibley. Dibley holds up one finger, signifying that there is still a minute left in the match. Nightshade shrugs his shoulders and turns around. He is shocked by a chair shot to the face by his opponent. Heelmaster screams loudly, "HEELS NEVER LOSE!" Heelmaster loops the chair around Nightshade's arm and begins flailing about wildly as he calls for the Cheap Heat. Heelmaster takes a few steps back and get a running start towards the chair. He jumps as high as he can coming down on the chair with a double stomp. Luckily for Nightshade, he pulled his arm out at the last second. As Heelmaster stands on the chair, thinking he's broken Nightshade's arm right off, he is met with a leg sweep. He lands on the concrete hard. Nightshade kips up to his feet and sticks his finger high into the air. He picks the chair up and begins to wail away on Heelmaster's head, chest, and arms. He swings the chair wildly, beating Heelmaster like he was tenderizing some hamburger. He hits upwards near two dozen chair shots before Duane Dibley opens the door to the Box. Nightshade looks back and a smile crosses his face. He drops the chair across Heelmaster's nose and walks off through the door.
"Counterfeit God" hits the arena again as Nightshade steps up on the stage with Duane Dibley raising the man's arms.
James: The winner of the match by escape, Nightshade!
Stanyer: Two men enter The Box, only one man can ever walk out, and this time it is Nightshade.
Dawg: Leaving Heelmaster an absolute mess in the process. He barely looks like he'll be able to walk again, let alone wrestle another match.
Nightshade poses for the fans before heading to the backstage area.
Shockwave is seen in the back getting ready for his match against Venom and the rumble itself. Shockwave is seen tieing his boots as he stands up and walks over and grabs a piece of paper off the table.
Shockwave: Yes it is time for yet another cryptic entry to add into my books of famous quotes from myself. This one is directed to everyone in the rumble and also to you Venom.
The screen goes black as Shockwave startes read what he has on the paper.
Shockwave: Wrench is just a household god but I carry mine with pride
I don't worry but I can worry with it to split your smile
run you down without a twitch, your car's just not as big as mine
tear the son out of your bitch and sprinkle your remains with lime
I ain't no working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand
my afternoon's remote control
daydream milk and genocide
tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies
butter knife in your side
what I got I got for free, middle finger technology
what's yours is mine, yours is mine, told you fucker, yours is mine
snake eyes for sissies
I ain't no working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand
rollin' sixes
I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
I am the pedophile's dream
a messianic peter pan
just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy, I can never be a man
I ain't no working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand
rollin' sixes
I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
I ain't no working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand
I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand.
The screen fades to black as Shockwave lets out an evil laugh that cuts the slicene like a knife.
Jason Hunt is in his locker room putting on his gloves and tying his boots up when Ted Tedison comes in and interupts Hunt.
Tedison: Jason Hunt...
Hunt: What the hell do you want now Ted.
Tedison: I just thought, i'd get your feelings on the Rumble and your match with Homicide coming up.
Hunt: Well...
Just then Tyler Graham comes in dressed up as Ted Tedison again and he pushes Ted off to the side.
Tyler: Tyler Tylerson here, to get a word with...
Tedison: What are you doing?
Tyler: You suck, get out of here.
Tedison: What?
Hunt: Jesus Tyler, do you always have to get attention?
Tyler: Yes, now let me ask you a few questions.
Hunt: Fine.
Tedison: What about my interview?
Hunt: Son of a bitch, you can ask me stuff too, now hurry up before I kick all of your asses.
Tyler: Tonight, you go ONE on ONE with Homicide, your thoughts?
Hunt: My thoughts? I think my thoughts are perfectly clear on this. Homicide has been a thorn in my side the last month, he has been the single piece of shit that has been stopping me from getting the World Title. He can say what he wants to say, but I should have won at Last Man Standing. I should have gotten that belt, if the stupid ref hadn't seen his foot on the rope...I would be the World Champ right now. But no, he had to go and cheat and win and then go on to face Matt Van Dam and lose because he sucks. He wasted a perfectly good title shot and a perfectly good tournament. But i'm cool with it, i'm not one to dwell on the past.
Tedison: Homicide never cheated...
Tyler: Shut your mouth slut, i'm asking the questions. Continue Jason.
Hunt: As I was saying, i'm not the kind of person who dwells on the past, so i'm gonna let the past slide. Homicide, you did everything you could do to get to the top and screw over Jason Hunt. You even went as far as getting your butt buddy Pellington to get me fired. But no matter what you did, no matter how hard you tried, Jason Hunt always came out on top. I was hired back because basically, this federation sucks dirty ass crap without me. I know it, all the millions of JasonHolics who spend good money to go to these shows know it.
Tedison: Have you come up with a game plan against Homicide? He is bigger, stronger, and got the better of you last week.
Tyler: That question was pure crap Ted.
Hunt: Homicide may be stronger, he may be bigger, but he sure as hell ain't better then me. I have many advantages over him, i've got speed, wit, and most of all wrestling skill. And this is going to be a wrestling contest, if it was a "let's be gay and put people through tables match" then I think he'd have the upper hand. This is my world Homicide, and this is your last stand. This is the day that I finally get rid of your sorry ass and rid the Pwf of your crap.
Tedison: This isn't a career match...
Hunt: Shut your mouth Tedison, i'm not a fucking moron. I know that, but I am going to come into this match and beat the crap out of him so bad that he won't be able to wrestle anymore. Dumb ass.
Tedison: Oh?
Tyler: Wow Ted, you haven't been fired yet?
Tedison: ...
Tyler: Shh.
Hunt: But really, it doesn't matter what I say or what crap Homicide is going to try and jam down your throats. What truly matters, is what happens in that ring here tonight. I'll let my actions do the talking for me.
Tedison: For once you're not gonna talk?
Hunt: Fuck no, i'll talk all I want to talk ass wipe. "The King Of Swing" is going to prove why he is called just that tonight, this match has no bearing on anything what so ever. This is just a match for me to go out their and completely and utterly destroy Homicide. I could care less if I win or lose, but obviously I wont lose. That's why i'm the "Fastest Rising Superstar EVA!".
Tedison: Now...
Tyler: For my next question, the Rumble...you're in it...
Hunt: Was that a question?
Tyler: ...yes.
Hunt: Ok. The Rumble In The Bronx, the Bronx...what a shit hole. But anyways, let's steer clear from the obvious. Tonight Jason Hunt is not only going to just totally humiliate Homicide and punish him, Jason Hunt is going to walk in to that ring a second time.
Tyler: What a treat for the JasonHolics.
Hunt: Damn straight, they will see their hero succeed, not once, but twice in one night. I honestly don't give a crap when I come out, 2nd through 29th or whatever the hell the number is. I will come in, and eliminate everyone in my path. Then I will win and go on to face the champion at End Of The World. Or they will just crown me champion right then and there because it is common knowledge that when I get the shot I WILL win the World Title. Just like it's common knowledge that Homicide is a pussy that will get his tonight.
Tedison: Hunt, this is your first rumble how can you be so confident.
Hunt: Because i'm Jason Hunt?
Tyler: Good answer.
Hunt: Shut the hell up.
Tyler: Fair enough.
Tedison: Alright i'm done here. Good luck tonight.
Tyler: Now that he's gone we can get down to the good questions.
Ted Tedison wraps up his microphone wire and walks off in disgust and Tyler "Tylerson" gets up close to Hunt and Hunt pushes him to back off.
Tyler: Hunt, are you worried that Homicide will get revenge during the Rumble after you beat him during his match?
Hunt: I highly doubt it, how many people have outsmarted or got the upper hand on Jason Hunt? No one has and it's not going to happen tonight. Even if he somehow makes it out to the rumble, he won't be in any condition to do anything to me. Now i've got some ass to go kick, so get the hell out of my locker room.
Tyler: Will do.
Tyler leaves as Jason Hunt continues to get ready for his match.
Venom is in his locker room watching Rumble in the Bronx on his tv monitor while preparing for his match against Shockwave, he has just watched Shockwave read his cryptic poem. All of a sudden a knock is heard and Venom gets up to answer it. Venom opens the door and Ted Tedison is standing there with a mic and a cameraman, and a plaster over his forehead.
Tedison: Venom I was just wondering if I could have a few moments of your time to ask you a few questions about tonight?
Venom: Sure thing. Come on in and set up. Now I don't have much time because my match is soon but I can spare a few minutes for you.
Tedison: Thanx.
Venom then steps aside as Tedison and the cameraman walk in and get everything set up. Venom closes the door and walks back to the couch and sits back down again. The cameraman then nods to Tedison that he is ready.
Tedison: Ok well Venom i'd like to take this time to thank you once again for doing this on such short notice.
Venom: I already told you no problem now can we get on with this.
Tedison: Sure thing......Venom tonight is your first ppv since returning from your long lay off, what are your thoughts about tonight?
Venom: Well Tedison, it's great to be at this ppv tonight. I mean what a ppv for me to be on with it like you said being my first since returning. I mean this is Rumble in the Bronx, the biggest ppv of the year for PWF and it's great to be a part of.
Tedison: Well Venom tonight you face your rival Shockwave who seems to have had your number in the past having a 4-1 record against you and one of those wins coming in his debut in the PWF.
Venom: Yeah I will admit that Shockwave has been a torn in my side for a long time now and he has had the advantage over me in the ring. But Tedison all of that is in the past and i'm only concerned with what the future has to bring and well tonight the future for Shockwave isn't going to be that good.
Tedison: So you can tell the future? I didn't know that you were a psychic in your time off? Can you read my future, please can you?
Venom: I'm not a psychic you fool.
Tedison: But you just said that the future for Shockwave isn't going to be good which means that you can read the future.
Venom: No it doesn't dumbass. I can't read the future but Shockwave future dim and dull because after our match is over my arm will be raised in victory and Shockwave will be helped out of the arena by EMT's and won't be able to make it to the rumble. His little hot streak over me is going to end tonight once and for all and then hopefully I can get my career here in the PWF turned around and get some wins under my belt.
Tedison: Well Venom you mentioned the rumble, how do you think that you'll fair tonight going up against the top guns of the PWF?
Venom: Well Ted this will be an experience for me going up against some very good wrestlers. Now I don't expect myself to go out and win the damn match but I can tell you this, that I will not be a push over in this match. They better not take me lightly because if they do then "BAM" it will be their ass' going over the ropes instead of mine. Now i'm not getting cocky by no means, i'm just letting everyone know that I will hold my own in that ring against these top superstars.
Tedison: Well Venom I wish you all the best tonight and again thank you for your time.
Venom: Thanx for stopping by.
Tedison and the cameraman pick up the stuff and leave Venom's locker room. Venom follows them out the door and heads towards the ring for his match against Shockwave.
Stanyer: The rivalry between Shockwave and Venom has been going on for a long time, and it seems to travel from wrestling federation to wrestling federation. Where one goes, the other always seems to follow.
Dawg: I think they're really good friends, and just like competing with each.
Stanyer: Yeah, that must be why they keep beating the shit out of each other.
Dawg: And all in the name of entertainment!!!
Credit: Sabre
All of a sudden the arena darken and the sound of hissing snakes can be heard throughout the building. Then green lights start to flicker and "Drag you Down" by Finger Eleven hits and out walks Venom from behind the curtain. Venom makes his way to the ring taunting the crowd. Venom then slides in under the bottom rope and begins to taunt the crowd again as the crowd boos.
James: Introducing from Death Valley, California, weighing 297lbs, VENOM!!!.
Smoke fills the entrance way as Falling Apart by TRUST Company plays over the speakers. The arena goes black for about 3 seconds and then awoken by a loud explosion of fire. As Shockwave makes his way to the ring followed by his manager Jonathan Brooks. red lighs ficker on and off through out the arena. Shockwave then slides slowly under the bottom rope and takes his place in the center and looks up into the entrance way awaiting the arival of his opponent.
James: Introducing from Edmunton, Alberta, weighing 283lbs. SHOCKWAVE!!!!
Report: Shockwave and Venom link hands in a test of strength, with each man gritting his teeth as the capacity crowd cheers on. Venom seems to be winning the mind games as Shockwave is forced onto one knee, but the superstar hits multiple blows to the midsection before throwing Venom to the turnbuckle to continue the assault. The crowd "whooo's" as Shockwave hits knife edge chop after knife edge chop on Venoms chest which begins to burn hotly as the noise echoes thru the arena. Shockwave reaches back for another volley but Venom manages to escape the corner, throwing Shockwave to the ropes and picking him up in one arm for a devastating sidewalk slam. Venom hoists Shockwave back up to his feet before smashing his head back onto the canvas in a huge DDT. He makes the cover but Shockwave puts the shoulder up shortly after the two.
Stanyer: "It's rare to see Shockwave be thrown around the ring like this, but Venom seems more than up to the task."
Dawg: "It's not about wrestling here Stanyer, it's about applying the pain."
Venom reaches back for a haymaker but Shockwave hits a desperation eyepoke before a knee to the gut sends his victim to the ropes. As Venom rebounds, Shockwave spins him around in a tilt a whirl slam, and the ring shakes with the impact. Shockwave then picks Venom up in a fireman's carry, and it looks as though he's about to hit his finisher when Venom surges out of the hold, smashing Shockwave down to the canvas with a devastating clothesline. Venom then Irish whips Shockwave into a corner post, charging in shortly after with a spear, but Shockwave rolls out of harms way and Venom's shoulder crashes straight under the middle turnbuckle. Shockwave seizes the moment by putting the boots to Venom before wrenching away at the injured shoulder.
Dawg: "Both guys have certainly been watching the tapes, I've seen Venom counter the Shock Treatment and Shockwave avoiding the Spear.
Stanyer: "And Shockwave there trying a new formula, focusing on that shoulder area of Venom. He's in the drivers seat, now."
Shockwave hoists up Venom on one shoulder before planting him with a kneeling piledriver, Venom's shoulder taking most of the damage. Venom rolls onto the mat, hands covering his injured area protectivley as Shockwave hoists him back into the air once again. In an amazing showcase of strength, Shockwave begins pressing Venom in the air as if he were a weight, before dropping him almost seven feet to crash back onto the mat. Shockwave then throws Venom up into a stalling vertical suplex, but Venom begins to kick his legs, dropping feet first behind Shockwave and delivering a huge belly to back suplex. He then picks Shockwave up and hoists him over his head but the blow to the shoulder has proven too much and Venom changes his tactics, hitting a full nelson slam. He then begins dishing out right hands to Shockwave who retreats into a corner where he is met with a series of boots. Venom then Irish whips Shockwave into the opposite corner with such velocity that Shockwaves shoulder blades smash into the turnbuckle, and he stumbles back out, dazed, into a big boot. Venom goes for the pinfall.... 1.... 2.... kick out!
Stanyer: "So close! I thought he had it!"
Dawg: "This match has taken a lot of damage from both these guys, I'll guess they'll now start resorting to desperate measures to end this quickly."
Venom smashes the canvas with his hands in frustration before shouting at the referee, who stands by his decision. Shockwave is slow to rise, but groggily takes the advatage by spinnning Venom around and performs a perfect spinebuster. He then runs to the ropes, rebounding and coming back with a leg drop right across the shoulder of Venom. Venom lurches over in pain as Shockwave then begins to elbow drop the area. Annoyed, Shockwave then drags Venom up by the arm, twisting it back before wrenching it. Venom drops to one knee in agony as Shockwave does the move again, jumping into the air and using his body as a fulcrum. He looks close to doing it a third time when suddenly Venom flips backwards, stunning Shockwave, before dropping him with a massive clothesline. Venom then drops to his knees, almost spent.
Dawg: "What the hell?!? Did Venom just use a lightweight counter?"
Stanyer: "How luchre of him. What's next, a 450 Splash? Areeba!"
Both men are slow to rise, with Venom the first to his feet. He attempts another clothesline but Shockwave scouts the move and walks behind him, applying a neckbreaker. Both men are once again slow to their feet but Shockwave manages to get there first, elbowing Venom in the shoulderblade before throwing him against the ropes. Venom, however, gets a quick knee to the midsection in before picking Shockwave up, walking around the ring with him up on his good shoulder before planting him with an Alabama slam. Venom then shouts out to the audience who respond in cheers as he picks shockwave up again in a stalling vertical suplex. Lightbulbs flash as Shockwave is left hanging in the air before Venom plants him. Instead of going for the pin, however, he throws Shockwave into a turnbuckle before walking up and sitting him on the top tier. He throws an arm over his head and both men go crashing in a fantastic superplex from Venom. The high risk move takes its toll, however, as the superstars lay reeling on the mat.
Stanyer: "I think Venom really should have gone for the cover then."
Dawg: "I guess he wants Shockwave to suffer. He did cause him a loss last Armageddon, remember?'
Stanyer: "Well he's certainly getting payback know. I'm not sure if either of these power hitters can take much more."
Venom slowly gets to his feet with the fans encouragement, and steadily walks towards the corner. As Shockwave gets to one knee, Venom reaches the top and waits silently for Shockwave to turn around. The fans scream as Shockwave turns and the perched Venom springs from the top rope with a body splash. In am almost shocking showcase of skill though, Shockwave picks Venom up in mid air and throws him over his shoulders before hitting the Shock Treatment (F-5). Both men crash to the mat, and Shockwave slowly but surely drapes an arm over Venom...
1.... 2.... 3!!! Winner via pinfall..... Shockwave!!!
Stanyer: "Wow! That was an amazing finish from Shockwave! But it looks like it took the last of his energy out, both men haven't moved yet."
Dawg: "Venom had plenty of opportunities to make the pin but he let anger get in the way of good judgement."
Shockwave slowly rises as the ref raises his hand while Venom lies on the mat out cold....
The camera cuts to the back, where Ted Tedison is. He is running towards the main lobby area to meet with Nightshade, who is in the PWF for some ungodly reason. Ted runs up to the man, fresh off a victory over former two time Extreme Champion, Heelmaster.
Tedison: Nightshade! Nightshade!
Nightshade turns around and greets the interviewer.
Nightshade:How's it going Ted?
Tedison: Why are you here? What business do you have? The last time we saw you, you were walking out of the Slaughterhouse Arena with a tear in your eye.
Nightshade:My home closed down. The Slaughterhouse has been my home since day one, and now it is gone. With a heavy heart and tears in my eyes, I flew out here to speak with the one and only Michael Pellington. I told him my dilemma. My dilemma about having no home and how the only other place that I was ever accepted as me was the PWF.
Tedison: So why did you face Heelmaster? What significance was he?
Nightshade:Heelmaster was a man I used to have respect for. I've been in the ring with him before back in the UWF. I even watched him in the MOW Sanitarium for awhile. He's just let himself rot in the PWF though. I'm not the only one who saw it either. A person left to be unnamed around here saw it and asked me to take him out. So, I am now in the Rumble and I am now in the PWF.
Tedison: What's your agenda?
Nightshade:You know, I was in the Slaughterhouse just to put Bishop over, but he decided that he didn't want to play ball. That made me forget the way of retirement and think to myself that I'm only 31 years old. I still have a few good years left in me. So what if I see kids under the age of 23 making up the roster of these places these days. I'm a man and I know the business. I want to live up to some of my prior glory.
Tedison: Meaning you want to keep people down?
Nightshade shoots an evil glare at Tedison.
Nightshade:You just ended this interview pal. Later.
Nightshade walks off to his locker room.
Stanyer: "Time for one of the most heated fueds in the PWF... the war against Silas Parish and Law Hiyabusa!"
Dawg: "With the winner walking away with the coveted Cruiserweight championship, quite possibly for the final time in PWF history!"
Stanyer: "Well for weeks now we've seen Law literally tear strips off Silas with a 2-0 record and constant harassment."
Dawg: "Hmph. I always thought 'Harass' was TWO words."
Stanyer: "... You sicken me. Anyway, Silas hasn't been happy with the fan favourite's treatment and I'm sure each man will be bringing their A game tonight."
Credit: Sabre
Report: Silas and Law circle the ring quickly, with the arena already building a strong chant for the champ, Law Hiyabusa. Silas however, pays no heed to tonight's audience as he stares a hole in the grinning Law's head. Law doesn't seem phased however, slapping Parish in the back of the head almost playfully while ducking Silas' palm strike attempts. Silas suddenly stops circling the ring, raising his hand high up into the air in a gesture of sportsmanship. Law carefully grapples with Silas in a test of strength but the wily Cruiserweight contender hands Law a swift boot to the gut before flipping over his back and taking him down with a drop toe hold. Silas then drops onto Law, slapping him on the back of the head before spinning around and getting to his feet, grinning with arms raised to an unappreciative crowd. Law kips up, charging Parish, but the veteran takes Law down in an arm drag. Hiyabusa gets up once more only to be met with a second arm drag which sends him sprawling to the otherside of the ring. Silas once again plays to the booing crowd while Law slowly gets to his feet. Silas doesn't take notice of the threat until it's right on him as Law springs on the superstar, tackling him to the canvas and pummeling him with multiple lefts and rights.
Stanyer: "Not a lot of agility in that assault by Law'."
Dawg: "A lot of pent up rage, though. I don't think he's too happy with the way the contender is looking down on him tonight."
The ref eventually pulls Law off from Silas, who springs up and retreats to a nearby turnbuckle, his feathers slightly ruffled. Law runs in with a full head of steam but Silas jumps onto the second rope and rebounds toward the approaching Law with a Mortal Kombat-esque jumpkick directly to the jaw. Law drops motionless and Silas takes the advantage to leap to the top turnbuckle and connects with a snap moonsault. He covers Law for a two count but as the ref's hand is raised for a third time, Law wraps an arm around Silas' head, small packaging him. Silas starts kicking the air wildly as the ref counts and manages to escape after the two. Silas looks slightly shocked before taking a martial arts stance and converging on Law once more with a savage spinning wheel kick to Laws' head. With Hiyabusa hitting the canvas, Silas' cocky attitude suddenly reappears as he starts to trash talk Law who still lies on the mat holding his head in pain. Law is slowly brought up to his feet by Silas in a slow and painful armbar but Hiyabusa suddenly flips forward, reversing the move before taking Silas' legs out from under him. Law then backflips straight on top of Silas before shooting up and running to the ropes, rebounding with a dropkick that knocks Silas straight under the bottom rope and out of the ring. Silas slowly rises as Law springboards straight over the top rope to come crashing out of the ring right on top of Parish.
Stanyer: "Law certainly isn't taking any bull from Silas Parish... and vice versa."
Dawg: "This isn't going to stop until one man isn't moving... this is going to get worse before it gets better."
Law gets to his feet followed shortly by Silas, and both men immediatley grapple. Law attempts an Irish whip to Silas but the superstar reverses it, sending Hiyabusa crashing into the steel steps. Law reels, his back in spasms of pain as Parish changes his focus to the announcers table. Dawg and Stanyer cross their fingers that he doesn't notice them as Parish shoves the ring announcer off his chair, before folding it up and approaching Law with it. Silas takes a swing at Law, who still leans against the ring steps, but luckily rolls back into the ring JUST before Silas smashes the chair down with extreme force. Law breathes heavily inside the ring as Silas begins to climb in. The ref begins shouting at Parish to drop the weapon or get DQed, but Parish doesn't heed the warning, staring at Law. Law, however, has other ideas and as the weapon is brought up to bear once again he springs to life, dropkicking the chair straight into Silas' face and sending him sprawling back outside the ring to the cheers of the crowd. Law then attempts a baseball slide, but Silas merely gets out of the way, holding his face in pain. With a growl, Parish picks up Law and throws him straight onto the announcers desk before climbing on himself...
Stanyer: "This is going to far!"
Dawg: "Do it! I payed for bloooooood!!!"
Silas delivers a number of shots to the midsection of Law before staring out at the booing crowd. He swears out to the masses before grappling Hiyabusa, delivering the 'Downfall' straight onto the table, crushing it and Law, who know lies motionless under shards of wood.
Stanyer: "Silas could have broken Law's neck with that move! We need some assistance here!"
The audience is silent as both men are layed out amongst the rubble that was the announce desk. Silas begins to move first, along with Law to the relief of the crowd. A 'Holy Sh*t' chant starts up as Silas throws Law back into the ring before making the cover. He counts with the ref... 1... 2... kick out!!! Silas is livid as Law barely powers out. The roof is raised as the cruiserweight champion attempts a comeback, hitting Parish with multiple chops before Irish whipping him into a corner post. Silas however, grabs the ropes and flips over a stunned Law before hitting a devastating belly to back suplex. Law bounces across the ring and Silas rounds on him, smelling victory. He makes the cover... 1... 2... shoulder up!!! The fans go ape as somehow, Law once again powers out. Silas is absolutley stunned and begins to push the ref, screaming at him. Law takes the opportunity to roll Silas up into a school boy, but Silas powers out just before the two. Parish then begins to revert to his hardcore ways, stomping away on Law who retreats to the corner where he is delivered further punishment from the boots of Parish. The ref finally breaks up the assault as Parish begins choking Law with his boot, using the ropes as leverage. Law takes the breather, slowly rising and is able to duck a clothesline in the nick of time, retaliating with a neckbreaker to send both men back onto the mat.
Dawg: "Both men are down right now, but I think Law has lost the most energy going through our table... which reminds me, can we get a new table down here pronto please?"
The crowd begin to chant for the cruiserweight champ once again as Silas slowly rises to his feet. Suddenly, Law springs straight up, taking a quick look at Parish before knocking him out with a swift martial arts kick straight to the jaw. Silas drops and the crowd go wild as Hiyabusa gets his second wind. He picks up Silas and sends him to the ropes and waits for his prey to run back into a spinebuster, but Silas slows down and drops to one knee in front of Law, giving him a nasty uppercut. He grapples a stunned Law, looking for another 'Downfall' but Law scouts the finisher, throwing Silas to the ropes. Silas comes back with an attempted spear but Law leaps into the air, clearing Silas and landing directly behind him. He grapples Silas quickly...
Stanyer: "This might be it!"
Law shouts out to the fans who respond with cheers as he delivers the 'Fury of Japan'. He quickly makes a cover... 1... 2... 3!!! Your winner and STILL PWF Cruiserweight champion... Law Hiyabusa!
"Falling Apart" by TrustCo. Fires up for the second time tonight, and the ref hands an exhausted Law his belt while raising his hand in victory...
Stanyer: "A courageous defense from Law there. I'd hate to see this division lost in the split but in any event we're not done seeing Law as a champion."
Dawg: "Very true, now if you'll excuse me..."
Stanyer: "What are you doing?!"
Dawg, for the first time in PWF history, moves from the demolished announcers area and walks across the stage to the Spanish announce table...
Dawg: "Move. This is my table now! Don't make me deport your asses!"
Spanish guy #1: "No!"
Spanish guy #2: "No! Nuestra tabla es nuestro hogar y usted Americanos mugrientos no pueden tomar lejos nuestras libertades!"
Dawg: "Don't make me get Sabre out here!"
Spanish guy #1: "No! No Sabre! El Sabre es el diablo!"
The Spanish announce team flee in terror and Stanyer and Dawg take their seats in the new booth...
Stanyer: "Kinda smells like chilli dogs in here."
Dawg: "Hmph. Hey, check out Silas!"
Cameras cut back to the ring as Silas slowly stirs. He stares blankly into space as he gets to his feet and begins to leave...
Stanyer: "He certainly put a show on today. This was probably the most hardcore cruiserweight match I've seen."
Dawg: "He scares me... do you think he's regained that 'Pitbull' mentality?"
Stanyer: "I guess time will tell 'ol buddy."
Cameras cut to the back where Mayhem stands awaiting someone. Around the corner walks Solo, whom Mayhem happen to be waiting for. Mayhem approaches Solo quickly, before he heads toward the ring for his match.
Mayhem: "Solo! Excuse me Solo! Can I get a word with you before you head out to the ring for your big match?"
Solo stops in his tracks as he looks at Mayhem with his game face on.
Solo: "Well, Mayhem! What the hell do you want. You stop me for an interview yet you stand there with your finger stuck in your nose. What the matter? Speak up boy!"
Mayhem: "This past Armageddon as you walked up the ramp Suicide laid you out with a stiff chair shot to the back. Then later in the show you return the favor by laying Suicide out. We all know that this match just aint about Suicide sticking his nose into your business over the weeks leading up tonight. When you challenged Suicide to this match tonight you had one thing on your mind. The HIAC title belt!"
Cutting Mayhem off before he can speak, Solo grabs the mic with force and stairs directly into Mayhem's face. Mayhem face turns to fear as if he seen something deep in Solo's eyes he never saw before.
Solo: "Not only is it about the HIAC title. It is about my past. Mayhem you do realize what kind of past that title represents don't you? Of course you don't. You know why? I'll tell you and the rest of these people here tonight. That title represents an era in wrestling that will probably never occur again. Yet I think may be again an inaccurrate assumption. Maybe Suicide unlocked a piece of the past that should have never been released."
Solo turns his head aways from Mayhem and stairs into the camera with never before intensity in his eyes. The camera barely glimps what seems to be a burning rage of anger.
Solo: "Suicide you wanted to prove to yourself you are a better man than me? Well you will get your chance. Oh yeah but it will be in the confinement of a steel cage enclosed ring. A steel cage that is known world round as the Hell In A Cell. The very environment that jump started my career. I made a living in that match. From the very first match. I loved the pain and agony that I would go through. Yet there was one thing I loved even more than the pain I would go through. It was the pain and hell my opponent went through. I enjoyed watching them screaming in agony as I slowly torture them."
Solo begins to grin sadistically as he remembers all those victims he faced.
Solo: "Suicide! You will learn that I am the Hell that is In A Cell. Once it all over Suicide. When you have screamed your last agonizing cry for help. I will reclaim what is rightfully mine, and you will be forever be another victim of pain. Painful Memories!"
Solo shoves the mic into Mayhems chest as he walks a straight line toward the ring. Mayhem stands there terrified and stunned. Stopping in mid stride, Solo walks back to Mayhem. Ripping the mic from Mayhem's hands, Solo gives his prediction for later tonight.
Solo: "Oh by the way. After I'm done with Suicide. I'll be taking some unlucky SOBs asses and tossing them over the ropes. You heard me right Mayhem. Not only will I defeat Suicide. I'll win the Rumble!"
Solo shoves the mic at Mayhem again. This time not turning around. Mayhem lets a sigh of relief that he made it through another interview alive.
Stanyer: I think maybe Mayhem will think twice before he tries to interview Solo again.
Dawg: Occassionally I feel sorry for the PWF interviewing staff, they always seem to be on the wrong end of everything.
Stanyer: It was surprising to hear Solo actually have something to say, he's normally a man of very few words.
Dawg: The mere mention of the Hell in a Cell Title seems to have stirred something in him.
Stanyer: Wait a second, I'm told Ted Tedison is with Suicide, who is going to respond to what Solo had to say.
The camera cuts to the backstage area and we see Ted Tedison standing there. He looks at his watch, and then we see Suicide appear next to him. Draped over Suicide's shoulder is Solo's HIAC title. Suicide slowly takes his sunglasses off and brushes his hair back putting the hat back on his head. He looks over at Tedison.
Tedison: "Tonight, Suicide, in front of this massive crowd, you enter your first one one on pay per view match. It's against the man everybody loves to hate Solo. Are you nervous entering this match?"
Suicide: "Ted, why on earth would I be nervous? Have I not proved to you over the past couple of weeks, that I do not care who I am in the ring with. I don't get nervous. I don't get scared."
Tedison: "Well, tonight all of that will be tested as you go one on one with Solo, in the cell."
Suicide sighs heavily then looks at Ted then back at the camera.
Suicide: "Ted, trust me on this one. I am not intimidated by Solo. What does he have that I don't besides a horrible career. He has nothing."
Tedison: "Solo seems to confident in regaining his past achievements."
Suicide: "Exactly. PAST ACHIEVEMENTS. That's what he has. Solo's glory days are no more. He was a legend in Hell in a Cell matches. Again, he was. He keeps living in the past. He keeps talking about how great he was in the cell. How he IS the hell that is in the cell. I don't give a shit about any of this."
Tedison: "Last week on Armageddon, you hit Solo with a steel chair as he walked up the ramp."
Suicide: "Yes, that was quite nice."
Tedison: "But later in the night, he layed you out as well with the chair."
Suicide: "Ted, all of this information is worthless. See this."
Suicide slaps the HIAC Title that is over his shoulder.
Suicide: "This is all that matters tonight. Tonight, Solo, you will get a New York beatin' in that ring. I will ram your face against that steel. After I hit The Effect and pin you 1, 2, 3. I will leave you laying there in a pool of your own blood. You will look up and all you will see is me holding MY Hell in a Cell Championship belt. Whatever you do tonight, will never be good enough, to pin me. I'm on a mission tonight, and that is to walk out of here with this title. Your mission for tonight should be just trying to walk out of this building on your own."
Suicide puts his sunglasses back on. He pops his neck then slaps the title.
Suicide: "After Solo feels The Effect, the rest of the PWF in the rumble will witness The Effect with their own eyes as I walk out the winner."
Suicide leaves Tedison standing there. He heads to the ring.
Stanyer: I hate it when I see that thing lowering down around the ring. I've seen too many people hurt inside the cell.
Dawg: With the exception of perhaps the Triple Hell in a Cell, this is probably the gimmick match that the fans love the most. Nobody is quite sure why, but this is the match that brings people to their feet.
Stanyer: And tonight, we will be watching the master of this match compete to reclaim the title he held for longer than anyone else. Suicide is in for one rough ride.
Credit: Splinter
The lights go a light blue as "Jumpdafuckup" by Soulfly hits as Suicide walks out of the entrance way. He gets the crowd behind him as he walks down the aisle and then slides under the ropes. He then climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd.
James: Introducing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 237lbs, SUICIDE!!!!!
"Dark Days" by Coal Chamber 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!!!
Report: Solo looks around at the huge steel structure as Sucide tests the ropes. Solo grins, he's back where he feels at home. Suicide looks into Solos eyes, Solo remembers Suicides theft of his prized Hell In A Cell Title, Solo leaps forwards and the two men start to exchange vicious right hands. Solo starts to hammer Suicide back, Suicide reels all the way back to the ropes, Solo throws Suicide to the ropes, on the way back Solo lifts Suicide off his feet and plants him with a big body slam. Solo then drops a big elbow down on Suicide, Solo lifts Suicide to his feet and sends him to the ropes again, on the way back Solo hits a huge clothesline that drops Suicide straight to the mat. Solo then picks Suicide up and throws him into the corner, Solo charges in and drives his shoulder deep into Suicides gut. Solo steps aside and Suicide staggers forwards holding his gut. Solo then takes Suicide down into position and drives him into the mat with a savage reverse DDT. Suicides skull cracks off the mat, he rolls away holding the back of his head in pain. Solo rolls under the ropes and starts searching underneath the ring. He throws into the ring a chair and then slides in a table, much to the joy of the watching crowd. Solo stands up to his feet, Suicide comes flying out of the ring with a baseball slide to Solos face, Solo goes flying back and hits the cell mesh. Suicide starts to unload right hands on his opponent. Suicide then throws Solo back first into the cell wall, he then proceeds to drive his shoulder into Solos gut, sandwiching him between the mesh and his shoulder. He then pulls Solo away, grabs onto his shirt, spins round and then throws Solo back into the mesh full pelt. Solo staggers away, Suicide grabs him again and throws him right into the meshing. Solo staggers away again, Suicide kicks him in the gut and then piledrivers him down onto the unforgiving floor mats. Suicide then grabs Solo by his legs and slingshots him up into one of the cell support beams, Solo staggers away holding his face. Suicide grabs the change, spinning Solo round and then DDTing him straight back down into the floor mats. Solos head cracks sickly off the mats, Solo lies still.
Stanyer: Solo might have a concussion after that impact.
Dawg: I doubt it, Solos tougher than you think.
Stanyer: I guess he has been through more Hell In A Cells than anyone else in the PWF.
Dawg: That's right, and theres a hell of a long way to go in this one too. Hes gonna need to be tough to hold off Suicide.
Suicide grabs Solo off the floor mats and rolls him into the ring, Suicide then rolls in himself. Suicide grabs the chair that Solo bought in earlier and beckons Solo up to his feet, Solo starts to oblige but Suicide drives the chair hard over his back, putting him straight back down. Solo then starts to get up again but Suicide again puts him down with a hard chair shot over the back. Solo starts to get up again, this time Suicide looses it and unloads on his opponent, nailing Solo with five consequecutive chair shots over the back. This time Solo stays down. Suicide then drops the chair and grabs the table. He drives it over Solos back twice just to make sure he stays down and then goes over to the corner and sets the table up. He then goes to grab Solo only to be shocked by a standing Solo cracking him straight over the head with a hard chair shot. Suicide goes down, he starts to get up again but Solo is having none of it, he swings the chair and cracks Suicide straight across the side of his head as he gets up. Suicide goes straight back down and stays there. Solo places the chair on Suicides face and grins manically. He then starts to stomp the chair home, he stomps the chair into Suicides face five times before kicking the now badly bent chair away. Solo picks up the groggy Suicide and rolls him onto the table, Solo then jumps up onto the nearest turnbuckle. He then launches himself off with his trademark Big Elbow Drop, driving Suicide straight through the table! Solo rolls out of the wreck of the table holding the elbow he led with, he pulls Suicide out of the wreck and covers him 1 2 Suicide kicks out, to Solos annoyance.
Dawg: Solo hits the Big Elbow Drop through the table there.
Stanyer: And it wasn't enough to keep Suicide down.
Dawg: That's because this is Hell In A Cell my friend
Stanyer: I know that moron.
Dawg: Let me finish. That's because this is Hell In A Cell my friend, and its gonna get a lot more violent yet, I guarantee it.
Solo grabs Suicide by his shirt and throws him out of the ring, down onto the floor mats. Solo rolls out and pulls Suicide up by his hair, Solo then throws Suicide up into the cell meshing, Suicide falls backwards but Solo atches him by his hair and throws him straight back up into the meshing. Suicde again starts to fall back, Solo grabs him by his hair and slams his face into the mesh, but this time Solo holds Suicides face there allowing the meshing to press against his face. Solo then starts to rake Suicides face back and forth against the meshing. Solo pulls Suicide away and smiles as blood starts to trickle down Suicides forehead. Solo then whips Suicide into the cell meshign again, Suicide staggers back but Solo grabs him and this time throws him straight into the steel steps, top set of steps go flying off as Suicide collides with them. Solo walks over calmly and has a quite look under the ring, he pulls out a barbed wire 2*4!
Stanyer: What the hell was that doing there?
Dawg: Who cares, I just wanna see him use it!
Solo holds the barbed wire wrapped 2*4 above his head to a huge cheer from the crowd. Suicide starts to get up, Solo swings the 2*4 wildly but Suicide ducks it. Solo turns round to face his opponent only to have the barbed wire 2*4 booted into his face, the barbs raking across his face. Suicide grabs the weapon and beckons Solo up. Solo pulls himself up on the meshing, Suicide tackles him into the meshign and then starts to rake the barbed wire across Solos face. Suicide then discards the weapon and throws Solo into the cell meshing once, twice and a final huge third time. Solo staggers away, Suicide picks him up off his feet. Suicide then positions himself where he wants. He falls back launching Solo over his head and into the mesh with a huge fallaway slam, the links holding that specific section of the cell wall buckle, Solo goes crashing through the mesh wall and he and the wall sections collapse down onto the floor mats! The crowd go crazy as Suicide steps out of the cell. Suicide then grabs Suicide and picks him up off the fallen wall section, Suicide kicks Solo in the gut and proceeds to piledriver him straight back down onto the fallen steel mesh! Solo rolls away holding his head in pain, Suicide grabs him by his shirt and drags him all the way over to the announce table, Suicide lifts Solo to his feet and slams his head into the announce table, Suicide does it again. He then pulls Solos head back as far as he can and goes to slam it a third time but Solo blocks it and slams Suicides head into the wooden table. Solo then kicks Suicide in the gut and plants him with Painful Memories (Stone Cold Stunner)! Solo then collapses back down from exhaustion, going through the cell wall obvious takign a lot out of him.
Dawg: Painful Memories! And both men are down!
Stanyer: Suicide has lost quite a lot of blood, getting busted open earlier on. Solo is as of yet still not bleeding.
Dawg: Despite having barbed wire raked across his face, see he is one tough bastard.
Stanyer: Did he pay you to say that?
Dawg: Ermmm no
Solo hauls himself up using the announce table, and then goes over and grabs the ring announcers chair. He then proceeds to lay down a barrage of chair shots across Suicides back, landing seven hard shots over the prone mans body. Solo then lifts Suicide and up and throws him back first into the steel mesh of the cell, Suicide staggers forwards and Solo levels him with an absolutely hugh chair shot that is heard throughout the arena. Solo then drags Suicide up to his feet, Suicide is now a bloody mess. Solo then rolls him onto the new temporary spanish announce table. Solo then points to the top of the cell to a huge cheer from the crowd. He discards the chair and starts to climb. As he reaches the top the crowd around the arena are going absolutely crazy. Solo taunts Suicide and then prepares to jump.
Stanyer: Solo, don't do it, don't do it
Dawg: Jump Solo, jump!
Solo leaps from the top of the cell for the Big Elbow Drop, the crowd fall dead silent as he sails through the air. He flies down, Suicide just manages to fall off the announce table a few seconds before Solo crashes down. Solo smashes straight through the spanish announce table, splinters of wood flying everywhere. The crowd around the arena burst into a huge chant of 'HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!'
Stanyer: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
Dawg: Solo just Elbow Dropped himself through the table from the top of the cell!
Stanyer: What the hell possessed him to do that?
Dawg: I dunno, I guess he just wanted to hurt Suicide.
Stanyer: Insane I tell you.
Dawg: I tell to you one thing though, I'm glad we moved tables.
Suicide starts to pull himself up, using the cell meshing to pull himself up to his feet. He sees Solo laying in the wreck of the table and laughs. Suicide grabs the chair that Solo used earlier and walks over to the twitching body of his opponent. Suicide then starts to beat the living hell out of Solo, hitting a savage barrage of chair shots all over Solos body. Suicide then throws the bent chair away. Suicide then lifts the ring bells pedastal up and produces from underneath it a bag. Suicide then starts to pour thumbtacks all over the floor mats.
Stanyer: Thumbtacks?
Dawg: Suicide probably planted them there earlier.
Suicide drags Solo up to his feet. Suicide then takes him over above the thumbtacks. Suicide grabs Solos hair but suddenly Solo lashes out with a huge mule kick. Suicide doubles up holding his groin, Solo hoists Suicide up and plants him down into the thumbtacks with a resounding powerbomb, causing a huge cheer from the crowd. Solo staggers away and slumps down onto the guard rail. Suicide tries to put his hands down to get up, only to get them coated in thumbtacks as well. He rolls around in pain only inflicting more damage upon himself. The crowd sit watching in shocked silence as Suicide desperately tries to find a painless way to get up. Evetually he puts his hand down in the tacks and pushes himself up. He holds his hands up in front of his face and sees them bleeding from the many little holds now in them. Solo charges in and takes Suicide down with a chair shot over the back. Suicide staggers away and slumps on the cell wall. Solo discards the chair and starts to climb up the cell, Suicide eventually wakes up a bit and looks around for Solo, he looks up and sees his opponent and thus starts to climb as well. Suicide climbs slowly due to tack coated hands. Solo reaches the top, eventually followed by Suicide.
Stanyer: Well now they're 25 feet above the ring, there are thumbtacks all over the floor mats down here and only out announce table is left standing. And so far they've broken two chairs and one other table.
Dawg: Hey, it can only get better.
Solo sees Suicide starting to get to his feet and throws a hard right hand at his opponent, Suicide takes it. Suicide throws one back, Solo then hits one back. A flurry of right hands is thrown by both men, Suicide eventually starts to get the better of Solo, Solo throws a wild right and Suicide knocks it away. Suicide then hammers Solo straight down to the mat with an impressive One Punch KO (Haymaker). Suicide then turns Solo over and puts his foot on the back of Solos head, pushing hims down into the mesh. He then uses his foot to rake Solos face back and forth on the mesh all the time pushing down. After a little while drops of Solos blood start to fall to the mat below, Suicide grins sadistically. He turns Solo back over and mouts him. Suicide then proceeds to deliver a savage New York Beating (Ultimate Punching) to Solos face, opening him up even more. Solo is now also a bloody mess, Suicide picks him up and then kicks him in the gut. Suicide hoists Solo up and snap powerbombs him violently down into the steel meshing of the cells roof. Suicide then picks Solo up and drags him over to the edge of the cell. He puts Solo over the edge, letting Solo look down onto the glistening thumbtacks, Suicide laughs. He then lifts Solo up onto his throat and gos to throw Solo off the cell but Solo manages to land a savage low blow. Suicide staggers back holding his groin, Solo grabs Suicide, one hand on his hair and one hand on his shirt. He takes a run and then throws Suicide off the edge of the 25 foot high steel cell, Suicide come flying down as Solo collapses down on top of the cell. Suicide plummets the huge drop and then lands with a sickening thud on the thumbtack covered floor mats, the crowd erupt into a huge chant of 'HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!'
Stanyer: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! WHY DO PEOPLE PUT THEMSELVES THROUGH THIS SORT OF PAIN?
Dawg: Stop shouting idiot. Its only a huge fall onto thumbtacks.
Stanyer: Only?!?!?
Suicidel lies twitching in the thumbtacks as Solo begins the climb down. He gets down to the floor mats and Suicide is still laying in the thumbtacks. Solo drags Suicide round to the opening they created and rolls him into the ring. Solo then rolls in, both men still losing a lot of blood. Solo falls on top of Suicide tiredly, the referee counts the pinfall 1 2 Suicide just kicks out to Solos amazement! Solo pulls himself up and then lifts Suicide up onto his feet. Solo kicks Suicide in the gut and drops him with a huge Painful Memories (Stone Cold Stunner), Solo covers Suicide hooking the leg as far back as he can 1 2 3!
Stanyer: What a match. An absolute bloodbath. Thumbtacks, barbed wire and huge falls. What more could you want from a Hell In A Cell match?
Dawg: The gW
Stanyer: Don't even say it.
Solo grabs his Hell In A Cell title, defunct but he still holds it with pride. He climbs up the turnbuckle and poses with his old belt as the cell is taken up. The crowd give the two men a standing ovation.
We cut backstage to see Ted Tedison walking down a corridor. From around a corner in front of him walks Austin Cain
Tedison: Austin, Austin can i get a few words?
Cain just pushes past Tedison and continues to walk down the corridor
Tedison: Weird!
As Ted turns the corner where Austin came from he is greeted by the sight of the waterguy in a heap on the floor
Tedison: Quick we'd better get some help.
The camara fades as Ted runs to get help
The fans waited patiently for the action to continue but instead their attention was drawn to the tron as it sprang to life. The grainy footage faded into view and it didn't take long for them to figure out who was behind the broadcast. As the footage cleared up a little Kilgore's monstrous frame became readily visible and he had his head bowed as the fans greeted his appearance with a decidedly negative response. After a short while Kilgore raised his head and he stared directly at the camera, a malevolent expression on his face and an unnerving look in his eyes.
Kilgore: "It's strange how things turn out. There we were, ready to destroy the fool who exists under the moniker of Zion and then and then we were gone. We vanished, without a trace. Well at least that's what you were all led to believe. Our business is ours and ours alone but you can all rest assured that what was to be taken care of has indeed been taken care of. We no longer share a connection with the man who led to this co-existence. All ties have been severed, all bonds broken. We are now alone and as one, an entity comprised of two souls and minds alike. We walk the same path, we share the same shadow we lust after the same self-satisfaction that can only be acquired through the misery of others."
Kilgore paused a moment and for a brief second a look of aggravation fell upon his face as his head jerked, as if a searing bolt of pain had just shot through. Afterwards however he continued as if nothing had happened.
Kilgore: "What does any of this have to do with tonight's proceedings? Maybe nothing, maybe everything. Tonight our hunting ground is ripe with fresh victims, their warm blood acting as a beacon. There will be no survivors tonight. Even the one who stands atop the mountain will be left with the scars of war. Will it be us who stands atop that very mountain? Perhaps. We know we are to face a plethora of formidable adversaries, and we will never be so naοve as to overestimate our chances when placed in a situation with so many variables. This is no simple x or y, horizontal or vertical, east, west, north or south. There is no right or wrong. What is there? Win or lose? Even those who are ejected from the ring can claim to be winners in their own right. Those who leave tonight with the ability to walk will have earned the right to claim themselves victorious which is why we will be the only true winner. We will be the one and only victor, for it is we that will be standing amidst the broken bodies when the final bell tolls. Again, we cannot say for sure that we will win this pathetically entitled 'rumble'. However, we can say for sure that the blood that stains the ground and the blood that coats our skin that blood will not be our own."
A brief burst of static obscured Kilgore from view but once the image found clarity once more Kilgore was nowhere to be seen. However, his voice rung deep and menacing as he spoke from off-camera, bringing about a climax to his proclamation.
Kilgore: "Now is not the time for drawn-out speeches. Now is the time for preparation. We will feed tonight, and feed well. You will all watch as our influence brings about an inundation of chaos and you will all stare in wide-eyed disbelief as we use tonight to elevate us to a level that our opponents only wish they could exist on. By the end of it all we will have accomplished what we set out to do and the era of desolation will have begun anew. Tonight, in front of the world, we will have given many a man reason enough to question the benefit of existence. Tonight, in front of the world we will prove that life is pain."
With that the image collapsed in on itself as usual and the fans were left to boo and ponder over many things, not least of which was the way Kilgore was now seemingly referring to himself
The scene reopens as a crowd of emt's are atending to the waterguy. At the back of the room stand Masta P and Tedison. Masta P grabs one of the EMT's
Masta P: Hey is he going to be alright?
EMT: Yeah he's going to be fine. Normally for injurys this minor we would treat the patient in the building but he's insisting we take him to hospital.
Masta P: Right, but if he's fine why is he on gas and air.
The EMT turns to see the Waterguy toking on the air mask
EMT: Hey I've already told you once leave that alone.
As the EMT's start to wheel the waterguy away he turns to masta P
Water Guy: P, Avenge my death.
Masta P: Your not dying dude.
Water Guy: OK, Just avenge me then.
Masta P: I was already planning on kicking his ass anyway.
Water Guy: Is that a yes then?
Masta P just angrily stares at him until he is wheeled away, he continues to do so untill interupted by Tedison
Tedison: Erm Masta P, seen as though im here do you mind if i ask a few questions.
Masta P: Why the hell not.
Tedison: Well, i'll get to your match with Cain in a moment, but first i want to ask you about the rumble itself. Im going to ask you what iv asked all the teams and buddys aroung here. what if it came down to you and Davey K at the end.
Masta P: I see what your trying to do here Tedison. Your trying to get a reaction, trying to stir up some shit. Well if that situation does arise and lets admit it is pretty possible as we are the two most able superstars in the rumble, it would be up to myself and Davey, and thats all im saying on the subject.
Tedison: OK now on to your match with Cain.
Masta P: You know, i bet austin Cain thinks he's pretty tough. I mean beating up the Waterguy takes a lot of guts and strenght. So austin all i wanna know is that what your bringing tonight. This is what iv got to compete against?
Tedison: Im sure he will be bringing more than that.
Masta P: Leave.
Tedison: What?
Masta P: You heard me, you can go now. I'll continue this interview alone.
Ted leaves and Masta P turns to the camara
Masta P: So Austin for weeks and weeks now, youve been running your mouth. Iv had to listen that im not good enough to compete with you, iv hard that im not focused. Now look into my eyes Austin do i look unfocused. Does it look like im going to go out tonight and not give a hundred and ten percent. Tonight all the Playaz club Posse out there.
The crowd give a huge cheer
Masta P: Thats right, each and every individual in that crowd will be cheering me on, willing me to win. And what do you have Austin, an attidude disfunction. I dont think thats going to help you tonight is it. So now, the time for talk is over. Masta P vs Austin Cain, European title, Rumble in the Bronx. Can you feel it, the time is here. The time for Masta P.
Masta P drops the mike and leaves the room
Stanyer: Looks like Austin Cain wanted to distract Masta P from his preparations for the Title match.
Dawg: An intelligent tactic.
Stanyer: The problem is, it probably just made Masta P angry. That could work in Cain's favour, or if he channels it correctly, it could serve Masta P. It's a fine line between the two mind.
Dawg: Fear not, Austin Cain's technical superiority will prevail, it always does.
The ultra-tron shows the words "Masta P ETA" and a stopwatch quickly counting down. When it stops the arena goes black and the Ultratron slowly zooms in on a white dot which shows Masta P under a spotlight. "Nothing" by A kicks in and Masta P starts to walk on the video whilst showing clips of the various ass kickings he has given . The lighting is dark green and then Masta P emerges on the stage salutes the fans with one arm and walks confidently to the ring..
James: Introducing from Los Angeles, California, weighing 289lbs, The Original Bad Boy, MASTA P
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: Masta P and Austin Cain circle each other, Referee Duane Dibley signals for the bell as the two men tie up in the centre of the ring. Masta P pushes Cain down onto his knees, but Cain summons up all the strength he can muster and pushes himself back up, and then slides around the back of Masta P into a waistlock. He delivers a couple of quick forearms to the back of Masta P, but he counters with a big Reverse Elbow. Masta P turns around and gets in a couple of hard right hands and then whips Cain into the ropes. He goes for a Power Clothesline, but Cain ducks it and then comes off the opposite side with an attempted Cross Body Block, but Masta P catches him and then delivers a Fallaway Slam. Cain staggers to his feet and then falls into the corner of the ring. Masta P moves in and delivers a barrage of hard right hands, each of which go unanswered. Masta P then whips Cain hard to the opposite corner. He promptly follows him in and squashes him with a Jumping Body Splash. Cain staggers out and then falls flat on his face. Masta P drops down and then goes for a cover. ..1 2 the European Champion kicks out. Masta P drags him up to his feet and nails him with a hard right hand. Cain staggers across the ring and grabs hold of the ropes to steady himself. Masta P charges in and clotheslines Austin Cain over the top rope and watches him crash onto the mats outside. Despite Duane Dibley's protests, Masta P climbs through the ropes and goes after Cain. Masta P drags Cain to his feet and nails him with a pair of hard rights. He then lifts him up and dumps him chest first on the barricade. Cain staggers around holding his chest. Masta P lifts him up and then slams him down on the barricade, his lower back taking the brunt of the impact. Cain drops off holding his back. Masta P pulls him to his feet and delivers a clubbing blow to Cain's back, Cain staggers away, the pain etched on his face. Masta P then grabs Cain and lifts him up, Bearhug style. He then runs to drive him back first into the ring post. Cain starts to crawl away, holding his lower back. But Masta P is having none of it and drags Cain back up to his feet. Duane Dibley is being very lenient and not counting the two men out, although he is trying to convince them to get back in the ring. Masta P pulls Cain up and then whips him hard into the ring steps. Cain reels off holding his back once again. Masta P goes to pick him up, but Cain quickly delivers a Drop Toe Hold and Masta P is sent face first into the ring steps.
Dawg: This could be just the oppurtunity that Austin Cain needs to take control of the match.
Stanyer: He doesn't look like he'll be able to continue this match, let alone take control of the match.
Dawg: Never underestimate the ability of the Phenomenon.
Austin Cain pulls himself up and rolls back into the ring. Masta P is a little slower getting up, but it is Cain who is the worse for wear. Masta P shakes off the blow and rolls back into the ring. But as soon as he is standing, Cain dives at him from behind and chop blocks his left knee. Masta P gets up, reaching down for the knee, but Cain dives again with a 2nd chop block. This time Cain grabs the left leg of Masta P and holds it so he can deliver a few kicks to the inside of the knee. He then delivers an Elbow Drop to the knee before snapping on a Leg Grapevine, giving him a chance to rest while he puts some pressure on Masta P's knee. The big man cringes in pain, but then he manages to get a few blows to Austin Cain's head, forcing him to release the hold. Masta P gets to his feet along with Cain. Masta P scores with a pair of hard right hands, but then Cain comes back with a quick kick to P's knee. Cain then lifts up Masta P's leg and delivers an evil Dragon Screw. Cain then delivers a few quick stomps to the knee, weakening it even more. Cain promptly drags Masta P over towards the corner of the ring and places his leg over the bottom rope, the knee actually on the rope. Cain delivers a few stomps to the knee and then he climbs onto the 2nd turnbuckle before jumping off to drive the full weight of his body into Masta P's knee. The crowd boo him, and a few unfriendly jeers are heard. This seems to anger Cain, who aggressively places Masta P's leg back on the rope. He climbs to the 2nd turnbuckle and then taunts the crowd for a moment, and when they boo him, he dives off and drops his weight on Masta P's knee again. He walks around the ring, arms held out, taunting the crowd. He then drags Masta P away from the ropes and hooks the leg for a cover. 1 .2 Masta P kicks out and then reaches out for his knee. Cain smiles just before he delivers a couple more kicks to Masta P's knee. He then lifts the leg up and he trash talks Masta P for a moment before he twists it into the Spinning Toe Hold that inevitably leads to the Figure Four Leglock made famous by Ric Flair. The agony on Masta P's face is plainly obvious for all to see. The pain gets so much that his shoulders drop on the canvas and Duane Dibley has to make the count. 1 2 Masta P just pulls himself back up in time. Masta P reaches out with boths arms, trying to get to Cain, but even with his long reach, he can't manage it. Again he drops his shoulders to the canvas. 1 .2 . Masta P powers up and immediately tries to turn the Figure Four over, Cain looks worried that Masta P might do it, but he manages to pull Masta P back down, and his shoulders once again are down for the count. .1 ..2 Masta P powers up again and aggressively tries to turn the Figure Four over, the crowd get solidly behind him, and this time he manages to turn it over and puts the pain on Austin Cain. Now he is in pain, he slowly begins to crawl over towards the ropes, when he finally stretches out to grab the bottom rope, the referee is the one who has to break up the Figure Four.
Stanyer: This is the big chance for Masta P, he has to take control of this match NOW, or Austin Cain will be the man walking away as the European Champion.
Dawg: What are you talking about? Austin Cain will walk away as champion no matter what happens.
Stanyer: If Masta P gets going, there is no chance in hell that Austin Cain will be able to stop him, you just can't stop a man of that size and power easily.
Duane Dibley is giving his ten count, but both men are slowly on their way to their feet, so he doesn't bother. Cain is up first and kicks P in the injured knee. Masta P winces, but the adrenalin is flowing through him now and he pulls himself to his feet. Cain goes for another kick, but then Masta P lashes out with a kick of his own, catching Cain hard on the shin. It hurts Masta P almost as much, but it gives him some time to prepare a vicious right hand which sends Austin Cain reeling backwards. Masta P hobbles forwards and connects with another right hand, and another, and then he whips Cain to the ropes before he sends him flying into the air with a One man Flapjack. Cain bounces up to his feet and Masta P lifts him into a Fireman's Carry, and then delivers a Death Valley Driver. Masta P hooks the leg. .1 .2 Cain kicks out. Masta P climbs to his feet and pulls Austin Cain up with him. You can see that he is in pain from the knee, but he battles on anyway. Masta P pushes Cain towards the corner of the ring and then lays into him with some hard stomps. Masta P then lifts Cain up to the top turnbuckle and is about to climb up for a Superplex when Cain dives over Masta P and Sunset Flips him. Duane Dibley goes to make the count, as Cain puts his feet on the ropes. .1 ..2 . Masta P just kicks out. The ref sees the ropes shaking and stares at Austin Cain with a curious look. Cain pulls Masta P up, but gets caught with two hard blows to the kidneys. Masta P then powers Austin Cain up into a Military Press, but the knee gives way and Cain drops down on top of Masta P for a cover. .1 ..2 . Masta P throws Cain off him and gets to his feet. Cain is actually slower to his feet, and it's a major error, as Masta P flattens him with "Bling Bling" (Test Big Boot). Masta P orders Cain to get to his feet and waits for him to do so, before setting him up for the Masta Bomb (Jacknife Powerbomb). But Cain counters by sliding through Masta P's legs and taking him down with the Japanese Leg Roll. Masta P cringes in pain as he reaches out for the nearest ropes. Austin Cain snaps on the hold and pulls himself backwards so he can use the ropes for a little extra leverage. He goes booed by the crowd for this, but Duane Dibley doesn't see a thing as he's checking on Masta P.
Stanyer: Come on!!! He's clearly cheating ref!!! Get his feet off the ropes!!
Dawg: It's Duane Dibley, what did you expect? The guy's always been dumb.
Duane Dibley looks up and Cain gets his feet off the ropes just in time. He goes over and taps the ropes, asking Cain if he used them, but he gives his most innocent expression. The ref slides back down to check on Masta P. Austin Cain once again reaches back and starts to use the ropes again. This time Duane Dibley looks up much earlier and he catches Cain with his feet on the ropes. He immediately orders him to release the hold. Cain gets up and starts to argue with the referee, who is trying to give him a reprimand. Masta P is slowly getting to his feet, but neither man notices. Eventually Cain sees the big man getting up and refocuses his attention on him. But as he heads towards Masta P, the big man quickly boots him in the gut and then he sets Cain up and delivers the awesome Masta Bomb. He drops down and hooks the leg. 1 2 .3!!!! A massive cheer goes around the arena as the referee counts 3, and awards the match in favour of Masta P.
Stanyer: Wonderful!!! Congratulations to Masta P, the new European Champion.
Dawg: NO NO NO!!! This is not how it is meant to happen!!
Stanyer: One word, TOUGH.
Dawg: I hate you.
Stanyer: The feeling's mutual.
Duane Dibley hands Masta P his European Title, which he cradles in his arms as he hobbles over towards the turnbuckle. He climbs up gingerly and holds the title up to the crowd, which brings a loud cheer. A chant of "Masta P" starts to ring around the arena.
Stanyer: Masta P becomes the 2nd new champion of the night, we have another title match coming up next, as you can see at the top, an ambulance is being parked near the stage, that's for the Stretcher Match that takes place next for the Extreme Title.
The fans are buzzing from what they've seen so far tonight. Head Up hits and the crowd jump up and start to cheer for the Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak of the PWF. Splinter walks out onto the stage and looks around at the cheering crowd, and smiles. He does a pose on the stage (Kurt Angle style) and a large number of red pyros explode out of the stage, as Splinter walks down the ramp more pyros explode from each side. He storms up to the ring and rolls under the ropes. He climbs the turnbuckle and poses for the crowd again getting another cheer. He does this on all four turnbuckles before jumping down into the middle of the ring. He holds his hand out and the ring announcer throws in a microphone, Splinter catches it and raises the microphone to his mouth
Splinter: The night is here. Rumble In The Bronx, right here in Madison Square Garden, New York City!
A huge cheer goes up from the crowd as Splinter nods, he puts his arm up in the air in an attempt to get the crowd to calm down, it takes them a little while but they eventually quieten down a little
Splinter: So you're all quite excited about to night then? That's good to hear because tonight everyone here, including Splinter, is putting their bodies, their lives on the line for your entertainment. Now theres one man whos putting his body in the line of fire more than any other, and that man is the PWF Extreme Champion Hanibal. Splinter has been preparing all week for this matchup, this night and for you Hanibal. That's right, Splinter has been watching your matches from the past, doing everything he can to scout you out. To work out what your gonna do, to work out exactly how The Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak is gonna dismantle your Canadian ass. Now you seem to have been through hell and back several times, just like Splinter. From hitting 'The Effect' onto a guard rail to getting into a Best Of 13 Glass Match with your own future tag team partner. You seem to be quite adept as beating the hell out of yourself as much as your opponents. But hey, Splinters just the same. Heres an example, roll the footage
It's a clip from last weeks Armageddon
The crowd cheer as Splinter begins to climb up the cage. Splinter gets to the very top of the cage, Hanibal is still out cold. Splinter stands up straight and steadies himself. He then goes for the Reality Rift Splash (450 Splash), but Hanibal rolls out of the way and Splinter crashes down hard on the canvas with an evil thud. There is a stunned silence as Mark Johnson checks on Splinter and then a chant of "Holy Shit" rings around the arena.
The footage ends, Splinter is visibly cringing from watching his own body crash down into the mat
Splinter: You remember that Hanibal? Splitner threw himself off that cage in an attempt to put you right out of commission, to make sure you never in fact held the Extreme Title you hold now. But no, you rolled your ass right out of the way and all of a sudden Splinters Extreme Title reign is all over. Now that was one hell of a match, he went through barbed wire, fell off the cage and delivered two of the most hideous moves in the PWF on eachother, the Hardcore Hangover and the Splinter Driver. But that's not important now, its all said and done and you're the current Extreme Champion. But it still proves a point, Splinter is wiling to go the distance. Just like you.
Splinter paces around the ring, and now decides instead of having no noise he wants to hear the crowd on his side. He starts to clap his hands above his head, gradually rising the crowd up onto their feet. A huge rumble shakes through the arena as the crowd claps in unison. Gradually a 'Splin-ter! Splin-ter! Splin-ter!' chant goes up and Splinter smiles
Splinter: Now everyone knows that you're backstage Hanibal, and that you can hear the crowd chanting. Chanting the name of Splinter. Chanting the name of the man that will indeed be the PWF Extreme Champion once again after this night. The crowd are with the Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak of the PWF and he knows what hes capable of. The crowd know just as well as you do that Splinter is perfectly capable of defeating you tonight. That's why Splinter is out here right now, never before has Splinter addressed a crowd like this, and never before has Splinter had the crowd chanting his name on PWF Pay Per Veiw. But one other thing, Splinter is currently 1-0 on PWF Pay Per Veiw, basically Splinter has never been defeated at a PWF PPV. Now obviously, Hanibal, you're gonna say that Splinter has only ever been in one Pay Per Veiw match before, but hey the record still stands. And Splinter plans to keep it that way, you're not gonna tarnish this record Hanibal. Last month at House Of Pain Splinter took on the man he'd been defeated by twice in a row, Jay Stylez, and utterly destroyed him in a TLC match. And now Pay Per Veiw comes around again, and you've beaten Splinter in the only match we've had. But that means nothing, as Splinters performance at House Of Pain shows. Now that TLC Match was pretty Extreme and Splinter showed exactly what the Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak is capable of with a chair. One shot to Jay Stylez' face and half of that previously mentioned face was pasted across the ring! And that's exactly whats gonna happen to you Hanibal, your face is gonna get beaten all the way back to Canada, and then all the way to Nowheresville to boot! And then hospital too but that'll come later. Now Splinter did everything he had to to put Jay Stylez away and that's exactly whats gonna happen tonight. You may be one tough asshole Hanibal, but it ain't gonna matter. Because Splinter is gonna do anything No wait EVERYTHING it takes to get your ass on that Stretcher. That Extreme Title will be back round the waist of Splinter by the end of the evening Hanibal, and that's a fact!
The crowd have stopped chanting Splinters name and just resorted to cheering wildly for their Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak, Splinter is loving every minute of it, used to being booed by the fans. He puts his hand in the air in appreciation before continuing to speak
Splinter: Before Splinter passes the final message to Hanibal before our match the Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak of the PWF just wants to thank you all, it means a lot to Splinter that you cheer him tonight and it may just be what carries Splinter to victory. And now that is said its time for Splinter to say one last thing to Hanibal. Tonight will be a great night for one of us, be it you, Hanibal or Splinter. But one thing is for sure, no matter what goes down tonight Splinter will Redefine Insane on your ass Hanibal. And if all goes well Splinter will walk out of Rumble In The Bronx once again
THE Hardcore Chair Swinging Extreme Champion
Of The P
W
F!
The crowd burst into cheers as Splinter drops the microphone and leaps up one of the turnbuckles as Head Up smashes through the arena. Splinter jumps down from the turnbuckle and goes to pose on a second turnbuckle but suddenly Head Up is swallowed up by
The Beautiful People by Marlyn Manson surges through the arena PA. Fans jump from there seats and begin booing as Hanibal walks out through the stage curtain, with the extreme title slung over his shoulder. He spins a microphone through his fingers as he walks down the ramp way and slide into the ring under the bottom rope. He then smiles stareing down Splinter.
Hanibal: Now Splinter, you know how I dreadfully hate to interupt your first ever in ring rambling, but I Hanibal, being the Paragon of Superstardom, the true Living Legend that I am, have decided to save this arena full of my fans, from your thoughts of fictional nonsense.
the entire arena begins to let out a course of loud boos
Hanibal: I mean really Splinter, what kind of imaginary dream world do you come from? To think that you Splinter, a 1 week wonder, would actually achieve your greatest height and dethrone the King of Extreme? Keep dreaming pal, 'cause there is no way in hell you're ever going to lay a single finger on my title.
Hanibal lifts the title off his shoulder and begins dangling it infront of Splinters face.
Hanibal: Impressive isn't it. Its a shame to think that a title of such caliber was ever wasted on the likes of you. Enjoy this moment Splinter, live it for the rest of your life, because this is the closest you'll ever come to my title ever again.
Hanibal places the belt back on his shoulder smiling. An "asshole" chant insues as a result. Hanibal turns to the crowd.
Hanibal: Hey, don't blame me, its not my fault I was blessed as being the prototype of everything that is talent. Hes the talentless jackass living in his so called "illustrious" past.
With every word that flows from Hanibals mouth, the crowd becomes more enraged.
Hanibal turns back towards Splinter, who continues to stare him down with an irate look on his face.
Hanibal: Whats the matter Splinter? Did i say something that upset you? Did I hit a nerve?
Hanibal struts to one side of the ring then back infront of Splinter, only to see the same enraged expression on face as before. Hanibal rests his hand on Splinters shoulder, only to have it shrugged right back off.
Hanibal: Splinter my friend, let me set something straight once and for all. Tonight you will finally be given your 15 minutes of fame. Unfortunatly for you, those 15 minutes of fame invole me kicking the livng hell out of you once again. Now I know thats not exactly fair, but thats life. And you know that they say about life?
Hanibal pauses milking the response from the fans
Hanibal: Lifes a bitch, then you wrestle one. Tonight, Splinter, there's only one thing on my mind. There's only one goal. One aim. One focus, and thats exploting your inner sucktitude and sending your ass back to the emergency room where your mother commited the ultimate sin. Giving birth to a has been flavor of the month.
Splinter looks away then tilts his head back up brushing the hair out of his eyes.
Hanibal: Look into these eyes Splinter, you have no idea what you are dealing with. Realize now, that you have absolutly no chance at dethroning the King tonight. Why? Because I'm the one who actually gives a meaning to this title, I'm the one who resurected this title from it inevitable doom, I am the King of Extreme dammit, and there is nothing you or your ripoff ninja turtle name can do about it.
Hanibal smirks tapping his title. Splinter just stares deep into Hanibal's eyes. Hanibal hands the Extreme Title over to the Referee, who shows it to Splinter, but he just stares at Hanibal. So Hanibal starts to stare back.
Stanyer: This match is about ready to get under way, this is the first Stretcher Match in PWF history, so I'll give a quick overview of the match. It's very simple really, everything and anything is legal. The fight can go anywhere it wants to. To win, you have to beat the living hell out of your opponent so much, that you can put him on a stretcher and have him loaded into an ambulance. Once the door shuts on you, the match is over.
Dawg: That's almost as bad as an I Quit match. Then again, it's probably worse, at least in an I Quit match they have to say something to lose the match. In this match, you have to beat them so much that they can't even get themselves off a stretcher.
Stanyer: This will indeed be a violent contest.
Credit: Sandstorm
Report: The two men continue to stare at each, neither of them blinking. They suddenly snap out of it and meet in the middle of the ring with a collar and elbow lock. The larger Splinter powers Hanibal to the ropes and whips him. On the way back, Splinter tries to back body drop Hanibal over the top rope, but the resilient Hanibal lands on his feet on the apron. Splinter turns around just in time to get a shoulder in the gut and a nice Sunset Flip roll-up from Hanibal. Of course there are no pins aloud, so Hanibal quickly lets go. Splinter gets right back up, only to be shot back with a hard chop across the chest courtesy of Hanibal. Hanibal then scoops him up and slams in down to the canvas with authority. Hanibal, seeing that he has a little bit of time, exits the ring and looks for some weapons to further beat down his opponent. He throws a couple trash can lids into the ring, along with a ladder, and a fire extinguisher. He slides back into the ring and gets stomped on by Splinter before he can get up to his feet. Splinter gets in a few more stomps for good measure and waits for his opponent to get up. He takes a few steps back, and as Hanibal rises, Splinter charges with the "ICBM" (Spear), but Hanibal dodges and Splinter quickly shoots back up to his feet. The two then go two to two with a few vicious punches before Hanibal gets the better of Splinter as he knees him in the gut. Hanibal, seeing his chance to inflict some damage, scoops Splinter up for "The Hardcore Hangover" (Rikishi Driver), but Splinter slips down behind Hanibal, locks his waist, and tosses him back with an evil German Suplex, barely missing a trash can lid. Hanibal holds his neck in agony as Splinter walks over to him with a smirk. Splinter picks up the trash can lid and beckons Hanibal to get up. Hanibal finally gets to his feet, but is soon shot right back down with a hard trash can lid shot to the forehead.
Stanyer: Splinter looks like he really wants that Extreme Title back!
Dawg: Yeah, good luck, Hanibal has all the qualities of a good champion, and he will quickly dispose of this peon.
Stanyer: Yeah we'll see.
Splinter now heads up to the top rope and taunts the crowd, before jumping off with the "Reality Rift Splash" (450 Splash), but Hanibal shoots his knees up so they connect with a sick crack on Splinter's ribs. Hanibal, who was obviously playing possum, shoots back up to his feet and starts to stomp down hard on Splinter's forehead. He gets a few more stomps in and lifts Splinter up to his feet. He whips Splinter into the corner and runs in with a jumping body splash, causing Splinter to stagger out. Hanibal then heads up to the top turnbuckle behind Splinter's head and jumps off with "The Full Effect" (Diamond Dust), and nails it perfectly. Splinter's chin bounces off Hanibal's shoulder and he goes down in a heap. Hanibal then sets up the ladder. Splinter looks to be down and out as Hanibal begins to climb at a moderate pace. He reaches the top then taunts the crowd, only to receive some vicious jeers and boos. He flips them off, and jumps off with a huge Phoenix Splash, but as he begins to jump off, you can see Splinter reaching for the fire extinguisher. As Hanibal comes down, Splinter quickly rolls out of the way, and squeezes the trigger, causing a white mist to cover Hanibal's body. Hanibal, showing excellent resilience, lands on his feet, but is blinded by the cold mist. He swings wildly, hoping to catch Splinter off guard, but before he can react, he is planted with the "ICBM" (Spear). Splinter and Hanibal both go down, but because the match can't be won with a pin, the ref does not count them out.
Stanyer: These two warriors are obviously worn out.
Dawg: I have to admit it, this match hasn't totally sucked so far.
Stanyer: Whoa there buddy, easy on the compliments, you'll give yourself a stroke.
Dawg: Shutup.
Splinter is the first to move. He gets up to one knee, and finally into a crouching position. Hanibal starts to stir, and is eventually up to his feet, only to be met by another vicious "ICBM" (Spear) from Splinter. Hanibal just crumples under the impact and now Splinter has a sudden surge of energy. Splinter whips Hanibal off of the mat and tosses him to the outside. He then exits the ring himself and starts to drag Hanibal to the ambulance and the stretcher, which are side by side on the stage near the entrance. About halfway up the walkway, Hanibal comes to and drives a couple well-placed elbows into Splinter's gut, causing him to lose his grip. Hanibal grabs Splinter's head and rams it into the steel barricade. He pulls a chair from underneath the ring, along with a roll of barbwire. He carries both over to Splinter and drives the chair across his back. Splinter curls in pain and attempts to rise again, but is again thwarted by a lethal shot to the spine from the chair. Hanibal smiles at his handy-work, despite the pain he is feeling. Hanibal grabs the barbwire and starts to wrap it around the chair! He drags Splinter over to the ambulance and rams his head into the side of it. Splinter turns around after the shot, only to see the chair being swung wildly at him. He ducks at the last second, causing Hanibal to get a shockwave from the metal on metal contact. Splinter quickly moves behind Hanibal, and as he turns around, drives the chair into Hanibal's face with a nasty looking superkick, Hanibal screams in agony as he hits the cold steel. He starts to roll around as blood can be seen seeping through his hands on his face. He removes his hands to reveal a large dark red gash on his exposed forehead. He looks at the blood on his forehead and smiles sadistically.
Stanyer: Look at this psycho, he's loving this!
Dawg: This guy is a nutcase!
Splinter now sees his opening, as he hoists Hanibal off of the steel, and props him up onto the stretcher. The crowd now cheers as it appears that the match is over. Splinter lifts the stretcher and shoves it into the ambulance. He closes one door, and as he attempts to shut the other, it is flung open by Hanibal's foot and driven into Splinter's face. Splinter staggers as Hanibal slowly climbs his way out of the ambulance. Splinter rushes over to the stretcher and drives a couple of elbows into Hanibal's chest to try and get him to stay down, but Hanibal delivers a crushing headbutt to Splinter, causing him to stagger, and eventually fall from dizziness. Hanibal finally makes his way out of the ambulance as Splinter gets up. Splinter charges, but Hanibal sidesteps and delivers a drop toe hold causing Splinter's chin to slam against the bumper of the ambulance. Hanibal props Splinter up and it is now apparent that Splinter is bleeding from his mouth. Hanibal locks Splinter up, and nails a Cobra Clutch Suplex on the cold hard steel. Splinter raises his back off of the stage in agony. Splinter rolls over to reveal a bloody tooth on the ramp from when he hit the bumper. Hanibal leans against the ambulance to gain some energy back as the crowd chants the competitors on. Hanibal gets a jolt of energy from this and moves over to Splinter. His energy is soon cut short as Splinter gets in a cheap low blow to buy himself some time. Splinter finally raises up and goes for the "Splinter Driver" (Powerbomb to Facebuster), and nails it perfectly. It causes a sickening thud on the steel as Splinter drags Hanibal over to the ambulance. He throws Hanibal onto the hood and climbs up himself. He stands over Hanibal and give him a few shots in the head for good measure. He then rolls Hanibal onto the top of the ambulance. He and Hanibal are now on the very top of the ambulance, and Splinter looks like he is about to finish this one off. He lifts Hanibal up for another "Splinter Driver" (Powerbomb to Facebuster), but Hanibal, in a second wind, delivers a few shots to Splinter's forehead, causing him to drop Hanibal. Then Hanibal, in one fluid motion, scoops Splinter up for the "Hardcore Hangover" (Rikishi Driver) and jumps off of the ambulance, connecting it onto the stretcher! Splinter's head drives into the solid steel as the stretcher wheels collapse under the pressure. Hanibal hits the ramp hard, but not even close to how hard Splinter did. Hanibal eventually comes to as it appears Splinter is out. Hanibal, with his last ounce of energy, props the stretcher into the ambulance, and closes the doors.
Stanyer: Oh my god!!! We need someone out here to check on Splinter!!! He just got sitout Piledrivered off the top of an ambulance.
Dawg: Doh!! He's already IN an ambulance, Hanibal was kind enough to put him in there after trying to break his neck. See, he's not that bad of a guy after all.
Stanyer: The words "Egotistical jerk" spring to mind.
Dawg: Don't be silly, he's an icon, a living legend, you should pay him some respect.
Stanyer: When he earns it, I'll pay him some respect, for now, he's an egotistical jerk.
Dawg: There's no pleasing some people.
Cameras cut to a shadowy, out of the way corner of the arena where the intrepid reporter Johnny Mayhem finds Sabre, who is slowly kneeling down, silently staring at the floor. Johnny approaches the superstar as Sabre continues staring, obviously his little preparation before the match takes place... He suddenly speaks to Mayhem, not moving...
Sabre: "What... you want one of my typical 'I'm going to win because I'm the best' speeches? Well I'm kinda busy right now so you'll just have to settle for some truth. First of all... yes, I'm number thirty in the rumble which is probably the equivalent to federal rape-me-in-the-ass prison when it comes to getting handed an old fasioned, grade A arse kicking by the PWF roster. This isn't such good news because if you haven't noticed I've made more enemies then friends and it's every man for himself. That puts me in the 'I'm screwed' position so obviously, I'm a little tense. I can't say I've been thinking of a gameplan to be honest because once that bell rings, it'll be all out chaos... but I'll tell you what... I'm gonna take every ounce of ability and skill I have... and love me or hate me, you can't deny I have that... and I'm taking it out to the ring with me. And no matter what happens out there, I'll be fighting to win."
Mayhem: "Anything else?"
Sabre pauses for a brief second, his head still lowered...
Sabre: "I'm not a very big man of faith but I'm saying this right here, right now... I'm praying to God I get thru all of this in one piece... and that he takes care of the other 29 guys."
Mayhem: "That's... very noble of you Sabre. I didn't know you had that in you."
Sabre finally lifts his head up, looking at Johnny Mayhem with that usual sneer...
Sabre: "Why wouldn't I be saying that, Mayhem? I mean... the moment I walk into the ring, who else is going to help those poor bastards? I hope Davey K will be wearing a good pair of underware because I can't even imagine what he'll do when he comes out from behind the curtain the final participant... and he sees me in the ring waiting for him."
Sabre walks off into the shadows as the camera fades...
Davey K is in his locker room warming up as Ted Teddison enters
Davey K: Ice, Ice baby, dooo dooo dooo dooo da dooo
Tedison: Erm, Davey?
Davey K: Ted! Where did you appear from? Did you hear me singing?
Tedison: Wasnt that Vannila...
Davey K: Vannila Ice Cream, yep, been eating it....that explains why you can erm smell vanilla flavoured ice cream.
Tedison: I was refering to you singing?
Davey K: Ted is this MTV? No, well lets just forget all singing, and everything connected to song and think about tonite. I have more than one match you know. Its a PPV and the fans just flock...Davey K, twice in one night!
Tedison: It is a tall order
Davey K: Not really Ted, twice in one night, keeps Mrs Ted happy
Tedison: Please, please dont start this rubbish again, Masta P has promised not to say these jokes anymore and you have to
Davey K: Aw, im sorry Ted, take it easy, you get wound up so fast. Tonight, yeah its pretty important, I have a U.S title match. And not just any U.S title match, but theyve taken my belt and are gonna hang it up, I then have to climb some ladder and get it back....now that is one dumbass idea. What moron thought of a ladder match.
Tedison: Weve seen some classic ladder matches over the years.
Davey K: You wanna see a classic ladder encounter? Just go to your local grocery store, ask for something very high up, climb you have gammy arms and gammy legs
Tedison: Did you just say gammy?
Davey K: Indeed I did squire, need ya shoes a polishing Guv?
Tedison: Davey, youve lost me
Davey K: Erm, sorry, Ive been watching Pride and Prejudice
Tedison: Why?
Davey K: Oh I thought it was a Steven Seagel flick
Tedison: How? How did you think that?
Davey K: Oh you know, set in the country, rival gangs, some random slutty bitches....and a whole lot of horses for some reason
Tedison: Its set in Victorian England!
Davey K: Yeeeah, so anyway, get to a grocery store get one of those spotty little kids to reach up and get you some random item, and then give the ladder a quick kick and watch that bad boy fly. Oh its great, especially the kid that landed in a water melon. He was walking round, with his head stuck in a melon. His head.....in a melon......and he was just walking round....oh, hahahaha, it was brilliant. Er.....Ted your not laughing......Ted....earth to Ted
Tedison: I spent FIVE hours in accident and emergency with my son, last weekend, do you know why?
Davey K: Im guessing that in a bizarre twist of coincidental events that only happen on television, it was actually your son who was the subject of my amusing tale and now you will go on to tell me about how you spent all night watching doctors cut the melon off his head which will ultimatley lead to further comic relief.
Tedison: Well....yeah
Davey K: See, not as dumb as I look......oh cool, thats where that gum went.
Davey pulls a piece of gum from behind his ear, and continues to chew it
Davey K: Continue Ted, you still have my attention.
Tedison: Tonight Davey...the ladder match
Davey K: Ah, yes the dumb ass ladder match. Well who do I have to face, Sabre....my feelings on him are well known. The none stop waffling no mark, is really annoying me. Everyday they guy is ringing the Camera people, "oooh come film me, Im going to get beaten up by a tramp dressed as a ballerina, its gonna be soo funny", aaaaaaaaaaargh, that boy seriously annoys me. If I could injure him tonite and dispose the PWF of the worlds biggest geeek...it would be so sweet. hahaha, funny about him entering the rumble first.....hahahaha. Anyhoo, I have to face Golgotha as well...that guy is some crazy priest loving freak. I think he was the slightly stinky kid that went to Sunday School and wore T-Shirts saying "God is Cool" on them, not really scared of him to much. I mean how many priests do you know, who can handle themselves?
Tedison: Well there was that one who solved crimes?
Davey K: Tom Bosley? The guy that was Richie Cunninghams Dad? Mr Cunningham? Go home Ted and take a long sit down. Hes right up there with Columbo and Quincy, way to go Ted. Anyway, tonites match.....and then there is Sandstorm. Im sorry, but the guy is a freak. A real life nut job. Made of sand? OOoooh, real scary, sand is only annoying when it gets in your....you know....when you are at the beach....and a grain will always get stuck in your....you know.....well that scares me, but im sure he cant do that....erm can he? Anyway, im clearly the best in that match.
Tedison: And the rumble?
Davey K: Thats what we are all here for. The Rumble! Oh its gonna be a good one, and Im in last, which technically means I should win....but knowing how proffesional wrestling goes....a giant Chicken will probably come out of the back head but me and declare Hacksaw Jim Duggan the winner. Anything could happen out there. Its a big advantage for me, and im gonna take the opportunity and walk out the king of the rumble.
Tedison: Your buddy Masta P is in there...
Davey K: And i hope he does real good, but noone in that ring should get in my way of winning....NOONE.
Tedison: Davey good luck tonite
Davey K: Its gonna be a long nite, but tonite is my night!
Davey returns to warming up
We are taken backstage, and into golgothas locker room. Golgotha, and the Bodyguard are in the room when Johnny Mayhem enters with a camera crew. We assume that Cole T. Profit is away on business. Yet once again, the Bodyguard searches Mayhem for anything suspicious. After Mayhem makes some objections, the interview begins.
Mayhem: "Golgotha, you know having your bodyguard search me everytime I come in to do an interview is really unneccesary..."
Golgotha: "Are you hear to make stupid statements or interview me?"
Mayhem: "I'm here to conduct an interview. Thats why I'm an interviewer. And we have a long standing relationship so you should know by now, I'm not going to try to attack you..."
Golgotha: "Yeah, I'm sure Sandstorm thought the exact same thing...right before I hit him with my Golden Bible."
Mayhem: "Speaking of Sandstorm, your involved in a 4 way ladder match for the US Title. You have to think that Sandstorm is going to want some revenge tonight."
Golgotha: "Oh, I am planning on it. The truth is Sandstorm will be blinded by his rage and anger for me, he has lost focus. There are two other comeptitors in the match. Davey K and Sabre. I know Davey K is pratically crippled and Sabre might be holding back because he has to save some for the Rumble. After all, He is the first entry in it. Add the hardcore level of the match, and my record in ladder matches, things are looking up for me."
Mayhem: "You mentioned the Rumble, can I have your thoughts on that?"
Golgotha: "Let me run a parallel for you. Me being in tonights Rumble match is much like Daniel being in the Lions Den. Daniel was thrown into the den for his beliefs. Interesting thing, it doesn't say how many lions there were. And the King had faith that daniels God would protect him. And God does. He sent an angel to shut the mouths of the lions and Daniel made it through the night."
Mayhem: "And how does the story of Daniel have anything to do with the you being in tonights Royal Rumble?"
Golgotha: "Truth is, I'm going to enter the Rumble. And everyone will want to knock me out of it. The odds will be against me. I don't know what number I am or how many people will be in or left when I enter. But I know that I will survive. I will outlast everyone else in the match and be the Last man Standing."
Mayhem: "Divine Intervention aside, what makes you so sure that you will win the Rumble?"
Golgotha: "Look at my past. I won the 8 man Battle Royal to win my number 1 contendership for the US Title. I won the 21 man Battle Royal at JHE, in which I outlasted several PWF Superstars our current Champion, MVD. I know that this is a Royal Rumble and not a Battle royal, but its the same basic principle. Stay in the ring and throw people out of it. The fact that I get to rest and not throw all 30 people out of the ring, only adds to my chances."
Mayhem: "Do you have any closing remarks before I leave?"
Golgotha: "Between the Royal Rumble and the Ladder match, tonight is one of the most important nights of my career. It can either make me or break me. I plan on it making me and breaking everyone who gets in my way. So everyone get ready. Pray that God has mercy on your souls, cause I sure as hell won't!"
Johnny Mayhem extends his hand to wish Golgotha good luck and end the interview. Golgotha just looks at him and motions to his Bodyguard. The masked man grabs mayhems hand, twists it behing his back in a hammer lock and takes him out of the room as Mayhem screams in pain. Then, we fade to black.
The scene opens up to Sandstorm standing next to Ted Tedison. The fans in the arena begin to cheer at the sighting of Sandstorm, and Sandstorm smiles slightly. Tedison is decked out in a cheesy 70's suit with the ruffle shirt, and Sandstorm can be seen glancing at it in shock every once in a while. Sandstorm is wearing some black track pants with yellow stripes down the side, and a Rumble in the Bronx promotional t-shirt. You can tell by the expression on Sandstorm's face is a very strong and serious one, as he has never dawned the expression on PWF television before.
Tedison: Sandstorm, I'm speechless, I've never seen you like this before. It is obvious that you have been thinking alot about your U.S. Title match this past week. Why don't you vent your thoughts now. Let's start with the Rumble.
Sandstorm: To tell you the truth, I have not been thinking about the Rumble very much at all, and apparently, I'm up there for being one of the favourites to win. In my honest opinion, I don't think I'm going to win. I hope you guys are taping this, because this is the first and most likely only time I'm going to say that I'm not going to win. The Rumble in the Bronx match is a historic one. Many of the great wrestlers today have jump started their career by winning this, and quite frankly, I don't think it's my time yet. I think I have a long time before I am up to that kind of level. There are way more deserving people for this such as the three men I will be facing in a ladder match for the U.S. Title a little later on. Homicide, one of the greatest wrestlers I have ever seen, is my personal call to win this one. He has proven day in day out that he deserves the spot he is in, and he is not moving anytime soon, that's all I have to say about the Rumble.
Tedison: Let's not forget the U.S. Title match you just mentioned. You have been longing to get this title back in your hands since it was taking from you by Superstar Davey K. How do you feel about this match?
Sandstorm: Like I said before, all off the men in this match are superb wrestlers, and I will do my absolute best to keep up with them. Look at Sabre for one, he's an arrogant ass, but an excellent wrestler. Davey K, another arrogant ass, and another excellent wrestler. In fact, Golgotha also carries these traits. I am the only humble man in this contest, and that is certainly not going to help me in, but the fact of the matter is, I have the drive. I have the determination and intensity to bring this title back to where it belongs. I know I will have to kick it up a notch with these men, but I will be running on pure adrenaline, hopefully it will be enough to survive this sure to be brutal match. That's all Ted, enough talk, time to get pumped!
Sandstorm brushes past Tedison, storms into his locker room, and slams the door behind him. The scene fades out.
Stanyer: Well, we've now heard from all four men participating in tonights Four Way Ladder Match. But let's reiterate the importance of this match, winning it automatically turns you into the holder of the #1 Title on one of the shows.
Dawg: I can only think of one man who deserves it.
Stanyer: Don't even bother, it wouldn't make a difference if this was a 30 v 1 match, with Sabre as the 1, you'd still pick Sabre to win.
Dawg: Your point?
Stanyer: Well, ignoring Dawg, this match should be one of the best of the night, maybe even of all time. It has everything that a great match needs, lets hope it lives up to the billing I just gave it!!!
"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.
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, "Shutdown" by Pitchshifter 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 PWF United States Champion and The Rage of the Sahara, SANDSTORM Crowd Cheers
The huanted remix of "Golgotha" by Embodyment blasts across the Arena. We see the words "The truth is..." come across the Ultratron as Golgotha comes out. The Hardcore Christian has a Gold bible in his right hand. Cole T. Profit, Golgothas business associate, is close behind him. Golgotha takes a knee and opens the Bible. The line "Reach out and touch faith" hits and pyros go off. The duo make their way to the ring. Golgotha high fives the fans and Profit hands out $20's to them. Golgotha gets to the ring, climbs on the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the Heavens.
James: Introducing, from Skull Canyon, Arizona, weighing 224lbs, "The Hardcore Christian" GOLGOTHA.
Before "Fear" by Disturbed 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
Report: Davey instantly goes after Sabre and gets in a couple of right hands. At the same time, Sandstorm goes after Golgotha, but the Hardcore Christian is expecting him and sidesteps his attempted attack and then delivers a right hand to the back of the head. Davey has Sabre in the corner and delivers a few hard knife edge chops, he then pulls him out of the corner and promptly delivers a Vertical Suplex. Davey then rolls out of the ring. Golgotha delivers a couple of right hands to Sandstorm and then whips him into the ropes. He goes for a Back Body Drop, but Sandstorm kicks him in the face, as Golgotha staggers back, Sandstorm charges in and flattens him with a quick clothesline. Sandstorm waits for Golgotha to get up and then slides behind him and plants him with a Back Drop. On the outside, Davey K picks up one of the Ladder's and heads towards the ring, but as he is sliding the Ladder into the ring, he looks up and sees Sabre dropkicking the Ladder. However, he doesn't look up soon enough, as the Ladder careers back into his face. Davey reels back and ends up leaning against the barrier holding his face. Sandstorm pulls Golgotha to his feet, but the Christian gets in a few elbows to the gut and then comes out of his ducking position with a hard uppercut. Sandstorm staggers back into the turnbuckle and Golgotha follows in with some hard boots to the gut, stomping Sandstorm down into the corner. On the outside, Sabre waits on the apron, as soon as Davey is on his feet, Sabre springboards onto the 2nd rope and goes for an Asai Moonsault, but Davey sidesteps out of the way and watches Sabre crash onto the mat, his face just missing the Ladder. As Sabre gets to his feet, Davey props the Ladder up against the barrier, ordering the nearby fans to move out of the way as he does so. Meanwhile, Golgotha pulls Sandstorm up and then delivers a hard Scoop Slam in the centre of the ring. He then backs into the ropes before delivering a Hard Elbow Drop. Leaving Sandstorm in the ring, Golgotha heads outside and grabs another of the Ladders. He slides this on in the ring as Sandstorm is struggling to his feet. Golgotha picks up the Ladder and then waits until Sandstorm turns to face him, and then drives the Ladder hard into his gut. Sandstorm drops to one knee holding his gut, Golgotha drops the Ladder onto the mat and then hooks Sandstorm's head, looking for a DDT. Sandstorm manages to get in a few rabbit punches and then spins both he and Golgotha around. He then hooks Golgotha up and delivers a Snap Suplex onto the Ladder. The crowd cringes as the metallic thud echoes around the arena, and the unfortunate Golgotha rolls around the ring holding his back. Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Davey grabs Sabre and then scoops slams him onto the Ladder, he makes sure Sabre is steady on the ladder before he jumps up onto the apron. Davey then jumps off with a Diving Elbow, but Sabre moves out of the way and watches the Superstar come crashing down hard on the steel rungs of the Ladder. Davey rolls off holding his back, while Sabre recovers from his own bumps.
Stanyer: This match has barely begun, and already the 4 men are taking extreme risks.
Dawg: This title becomes a World level Title after tonights show, this is a very important match.
Stanyer: I already know that, but it doesn't mean I have to be happy about it. Let's face it, there's no use breaking your body just to win the title, because then what are you going to do?
Dawg: I guess they'll cross that bridge when they come to it I suppose. I'm sure it's entered their minds at some point, but you can't worry about what your going to do after you've won a title until you've actually won it.
Stanyer: That is also true.
Back in the ring, Sandstorm drags Golgotha up to his feet and throws him into the turnbuckle. He then picks up the Ladder and slams it in front of Golgotha before backing away to the opposite corner. He then charges in and dives in with a Big Splash, but Golgotha pushes the ladder out and Sandstorm takes it full in the face. Knocked out of his flying Splash, he crashes down on the canvas clutching his face, blood immediately begins to seep through his fingers. On the outside, Sabre and Davey are dragging themselves to their feet. Davey grabs the ladder he crashed into and pushes it at Sabre, but he sidesteps it and then quickly boots Davey in the gut. Sabre then hooks Davey's head and then jumps up onto the barricade, using it to slingshot a Bulldog onto the Ladder. Sabre's left leg catches the ladder as he delivers the move, and he gets up with a limp immediately afterwards. Davey stays on the ladder holding his head. In the ring, Golgotha picks the ladder up and carries it to the middle of the ring, where he sets it up underneath the US Title belt. He begins to climb up the ladder, but as soon as Sandstorm realises what Golgotha is attempting to do, he gets up quickly and heads over to the ladder. He clubs Golgotha across the back, stunning him for a moment, long enough to hook him under his shoulder and deliver a Back Drop off the ladder. Back on the outside, Sabre pulls Davey up and then rolls him into the ring. He then pulls the Ladder up and slides that into the ring behind Davey. Sabre then walks around the ring and rolls back in. Davey is starting to get to his feet, while Sabre is picking up the Ladder. He props it over his shoulder and then charges, aiming at Davey's face, but Davey quickly ducks and the ladder sails over his head. Sabre spins around as quickly as he can, but not quickly enough, as Davey takes him down with a Drop Toe Hold, driving Sabre face first into the ladder he was holding. Meanwhile, Sandstorm is now attempting to climb up the ladder. Davey realises what he is doing and starts to climb the ladder from the opposite side. Sandstorm gets to the top first, and reaches up, trying to grab the belt, but Davey then connects with a right hand and Sandstorm almost falls off the ladder. Davey tries to grab the belt, but then Sandstorm lashes out with a right hand. Davey is coming back with a right hand of his own when Sabre and Golgotha both push the Ladder over, obviously having recovered their wounds sufficiently to be on their feet. Sandstorm loses his grip on the ladder and ends up being crotched on the top rope, while Davey hangs on until the last possible moment, whereupon he is thrown to the outside, landing with a sick thud in the aisle. Slowly followed by Sandstorm, who topples off the top rope to the outside.
Stanyer: Oh my!! That was not a good landing for poor Davey K.
Dawg: Your telling me!!! It's a good thing this is my last night doing this, I don't think I could handle many more of these brutal matches.
Stanyer: I've seen one too many myself. And I've seen the injury lists from these PPV's, it's a good thing we've a few weeks off after this PPV.
Dawg: If I fell like Davey just did, I'd be needing more than just a few weeks!!! More like a lifetime!!
Sabre and Golgotha watch Davey & Sandstorm crash to the outside before they turn to face each other, Sabre quickly pushes the ladder they are both holding into Golgotha's face, stunning him, he then lets it drop to the floor before running into the ropes. He dives over the Ladder and takes Golgotha down with a Flying Forearm. Sabre then springs off the middle rope and hits a Leg Drop. In full flow now, Sabre pulls the ladder up and confidently props it underneath the US Title. Sabre begins to climb, however, behind him Golgotha is getting to his feet. Sabre stretches for the US Title and manages to touch it, but he can't quite reach it. Golgotha sees where Sabre is and rushes towards the ladder. He quickly climbs up behind Sabre, the Australian realises this and lashes out with a few kicks, but Golgotha brushes them aside and then clubs Sabre across the back. The Hardcore Christian then turns himself around and grabs Sabre's legs. He then jumps off with Sabre and brings him down with an awesome Sitout Powerbomb. Sabre rolls onto his stomach clutching the back of his head, while Golgotha holds his back, trying to get to his feet. Once on his feet, Golgotha begins to climb up the ladder, staring up at the gold. But before Golgotha can get anywhere near the top of the ladder, Sandstorm cracks him across the back with a Steel Chair. After a delay, Golgotha drops slowly to the canvas. Sabre has rolled out of the ring and is recovering on the outside, Davey K is struggling to his feet on the outside, so Sandstorm decides to take his chances climbing the Ladder. Sandstorm gets to the top of the ladder and reaches up for the US Title, but he can't quite reach it, so he climbs up further and stretches. Davey K is leaning on the apron, as soon as he sees where Sandstorm is, he comes to life and quickly rolls back into the ring. He heads over to the ladder and shakes it, Sandstorm isn't expecting it and loses his footing and hurtles towards the canvas, landing with an evil thud on the canvas. Now Davey starts to climb the Ladder, but Golgotha grabs his leg to stop him climbing. Davey kicks out at Golgotha, knocking him away and then drops off the ladder. He pulls Golgotha up, while feeling his back, still sore from the big fall he took earlier. Davey sees the chair that Sandstorm used earlier lying on the mat and uses his foot to drag it towards him. He hooks turns Golgotha towards the chair, boots him in the gut and then drives him headfirst into the steel with the Pimpin' Bomb (Evenflow DDT). Davey begins to climb the ladder, but Sabre is rolling back into the ring, and Sandstorm is slowly getting to his feet, so he decides against it. Instead he snaps the ladder up and props it over his shoulders, fireman's carry style. Sandstorm is first up, and he turns himself around, whipping the ladder into Sandstorm's face. Sabre steps through the ropes and Davey swings at him, but Sabre ducks and then dropkicks the ladder, sending Davey face first into the canvas, with the Ladder thumping into the back of his head. Golgotha is slowly getting up, holding the chair that was just used against him. He waits for Sabre to face him, then smashes the chair over his head, so hard that the seat of the chair actually breaks off!!!!
Dawg: Now that is what I call a chair shot!!!
Stanyer: They don't call him the Hardcore Christian for fun. I'm surprised there is anything left of Sabre's head after that shot.
With both Sabre and Davey out, Golgotha turns his attention to Sandstorm. The Hardcore Christian sets the Ladder up before he pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and then delivers a couple of hard right hands. He holds the ladder and then slams Sandstorm's face into the frame of the ladder, leaving him dazed. Golgotha then pushes Sandstorm under the ladder, so he is between the rungs. Golgotha then sprints off the ropes and delivers a Flying Two-Footed Dropkick to the ladder, smashing it back into Sandstorm, trapping him inside of the ladder as it then topples sideways to the mat. As the crowd begins another round of "Holy Shit" chants, Golgotha goes to the outside of the ring. He pulls a Table from underneath the ring and then sets it up. Before he can do anything else, he sees that Davey K is beginning to climb the ladder, so he rolls into the ring and goes after him. Golgotha climbs the ladder after Davey, but the current US champ gets in a couple of kicks to Golgotha's head and stuns him. Davey reaches up for the US Title, but then changes his mind and turns around and grabs Golgotha by the head. He then spectacuarly dives off with the K Factor (Bulldog) from about 10 feet up. Another loud cheer goes up from the crowd as both men roll around in pain. Sabre is on his feet again and pulls Sandstorm away from the ladder he is trapped in. The Ladder itself won't stand up straight, so Sabre props it up in the corner. He pulls Sandstorm towards it and then delivers a Vertical Suplex, driving Sandstorm into the ladder. The crowd cringes at the blow, and not for the first time. Davey K has rolled to the outside and has grabbed one of the tall ladders. He picks it up and turns around, only to watch Sabre sail over the top rope with a Spinning Plancha, crashing into the Ladder itself, as well as Davey K. Some of the nearby fans look shocked, while some fans chant "Holy Shit". Golgotha drags himself to his feet. He is now busted open, along with Sandstorm. He wipes the blood away as he pulls the Ladder up from the corner. He sets it up under the belt, but soon realises that it won't stand up properly. He snaps it up and slides it out of the ring. He then sees Sabre and Davey K flat out with a tall ladder between them. He kicks Sabre off the ladder and picks it up. He slides it into the ring and follows it before setting it up in the middle of the ring. The top of the ladder is no more than a foot away from the belt itself. Golgotha begins to climb up the ladder. But as he does so, Sandstorm begins to climb up on the opposite side - It becomes a race to the top. As they slowly begin to climb, Golgotha opens up a lead over Sandstorm, which prompts Sandstorm to try and stop Golgotha from climbing by reaching over and grabbing his foot. The Hardcore Christian kicks out and tries to shake it free, but it doesn't matter, as the Ladder itself topples over. Sandstorm sails over the top rope and crashes to the floor, while Golgotha lands chest first on the ropes and then flips over landing on the floor. Both men stay down.
Stanyer: Dammit!!! This match needs to be stopped!!! These 4 men just can't take any more punishment.
Dawg: Oh I think they can, they've plenty more life in them yet.
Stanyer: I wonder if any of these will even make it to the Rumble later tonight!!
Dawg: Feel sorry for Sabre, he KNOWS he is number 1, he's in for a nightmare task if he wants to win the Rumble.
Sabre and Davey K are back on their feet on the outside. Davey dominates Sabre with hard right hands knocking him around the ring. A Haymaker sends Sabre reeling into the table that Golgotha set up earlier, but he doesn't knock it down. Davey pulls Sabre up and then sets him up for a Powerbomb, clearly planning to put him through the table. But as Davey lifts Sabre up, he quickly counters with the Sabre's Edge, drilling Davey face first into the floor. Sabre doesn't waste time and drags Davey's limp body to it's feet and rolls it onto the table. Sabre then rolls into the ring and picks up the tall Ladder, which is resting on the ropes. He pulls it over to the side of the ring where Davey is and carefully positions it. He then starts to climb the Ladder, he is nowhere near the belt, and it is obvious what he is going to try and do. As he nears the top of the Ladder, the crowd rises to it's feet in anticipation. Sabre somehow manages to stand on the very top of the Ladder. He pauses for a moment to look around the arena and then stunningly dives off with his trademark finishing move, the 450 Splash, but with an extra flip for good measure. He crashes down on Davey, crushing him and table beneath him, accompanied by an explosion of cheers, shock and chants of "ECW" and "Holy Shit".There is even a momentary chant of "Sabre, Sabre", but only for a moment.
Dawg: You going to say it?
Stanyer: Sorry, I'm speechless at the moment.
Dawg: Okay, I'll say it. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!
Stanyer: Agreed. That was quite simply, unbeleviable. Hell, I think Sabre just invented a new move, the 810 degree Splash!!
Dawg: It's also absolutely insane, he probably hurt himself more than he hurt Davey K!!!!
Stanyer: That's Sabre for ya, he's a showoff, we all know it.
Dawg: I think we can safely rule him out of any action for the forseeable future.
It appears as though all four men are out, but then Sandstorm rolls into the ring, not looking too good mind. Sandstorm drags the ladder to underneath the Title and then begins climbing. He reaches the top of the ladder and just touches the US Title when Golgotha tips the ladder over and Sandstorm flails out, trying to grab the title, but without success and he flails his arms madly as he sails out of the ring, over the ringside area and crashes down into the crowd, who have scattered to avoid him. The crowd starts up their chants, but they aren't given much time as Golgotha is beginning to climb the Ladder, which he reset. He moves extremely slowly, then we see Davey K rolling into the ring on the opposite side. He also begins to climb the ladder. The two men slowly make their way to the top of the Ladder. Golgotha gets their first and grabs the US Title, but before he can unhook it, Davey punches him in the gut, breaking his grip. Golgotha comes back with a right hand, unbalancing Davey and allowing him a 2nd chance at grabbing the title, but Davey stops him again. The battle rages on at the top of the ladder, with the crowd ooh'ing and aah'ing. Not everyone notices Sabre staggering into the ring, he barely knows where he is and he staggers straight into the ladder, toppling it over. Both Golgotha and Davey K are sent hurtling towards the steel rampway, and land with sick thuds. Sabre seems to regain some of his bearings and pulls the ladder back under the belt, now he begins to climb. As he climbs, we see Sandstorm staggering through the crowd. The crowd buzz with excitement as the race is on. Sabre has a clear advantage on Sandstorm, as he is nearly at the top of the ladder, and Sandstorm isn't even in the ring yet. Sandstorm rolls into the ring and pushes the ladder over. But Sabre manages to grab the hook and is left hanging high above the ring. The crowd is on it's feet as Sandstorm replaces the ladder, well away from Sabre, who is trying to pull the belt off. Sandstorm rushes up the ladder to about halfway up. He then dives off and spectacuarly takes Sabre off the hook with an awesome spear. They both crash hard into the canvas, and Sandstorm bounces off Sabre onto his back. The crowd are going absolutely crazy, until they realise what just happened. Despite Sandstorm's spectacular effort, the US Title lies across Sabre's chest, with his left hand still clutching it. Replays show him just unhooking it as Sandstorm was in mid-air. The crowds wild cheers slowly turn to boos.
Stanyer: Words cannot describe that match, or even some of the moves that were attempted in that match.
Dawg: That match was unreal, but the best man was victorious in the end.
Stanyer: Well that can be debated for days, but Sabre is the US Champion, he just has to wait to see who wins the main event to find out which show he will be on.
Dawg: I wonder if any of these 4 men will make it to the Rumble later tonight, none of them are in any shape to be wrestling a 2 minute match, let alone a 1 hour long, 35 man Rumble.
Stanyer: Let's hope we have enough EMT's to go around.
Suddenly "Do You Call My Name" by RA hits and out from the back walks none other then Jason Hunt. Hunt spins around confidently as he is boo'ed by the raging crowd. Hunt walks down the aisle as a huge "asshole" chant starts up. As Hunt walks down the aisle to the ring he stops and sees a "Jason Hunt = Mike Hunt" sign and he grabs it from the kid and rips it up in his face and Hunt gets in the ring. The crowd boo's from his stunt and Hunt ignores it.
Hunt: In case you don't know who I am...
A large "Mike Hunt" chant starts as Hunt looks around getting quite peeved.
Hunt: I said in case you don't know who I am...
Crowd: MIKE HUNT! MIKE HUNT!
Hunt: Shut the hell you all of you rotting douche bags. I'm Jason F'n Hunt dammit! Now listen up all of your stupid ass cab driving piece of shits.
The crowd automatically is brought into a frenzy as Hunt soaks it all in.
Hunt: What I thought. Now seeing as how this show would more then likely suck ass without non stop Jason Hunt coverage, I thought i'd come out here and well take a look around at this pathetic crowd. Get to know a few of you JasonHolics...I mean you can't all be inbred stupid angry cab drivers now can you?
Hunt stops and takes a quick look around at the crowd.
Hunt: Then again...I could be wrong. Alright, let's get up close and personal with this loser right here.
Hunt jumps out of the ring and goes over to the barricade and walks up to a male fan wearing a Gambino t-shirt. The guy has a mullet and a poorly groomed mustache and is wearing a budweiser hat.
Hunt: Now uh...what's your name?
Fan: Bob.
Hunt: Bob? Are you sure it's not Billy Bob or something like that?
Bob: No...just Bob.
Hunt: Alright...Bob. I see you're a big Gambino fan aren't ya?
Bob: Yes I am, and he is going to win that World Title tonight...
Hunt: Really? Because as an acting member of the gWo I beg to differ. You see "Bob" if I was Gambino I would be deathly ashamed to have fans like you. Especially ones that wore t-shirts with my name on them. Look at your hair Bob...it's disgusting.
Bob: ...
Hunt: Don't speak ass wipe, i'm not done. You have the mental capacity of the chicken you raise and or molest. How can Gambino a once proud gWo member live with himself? By the way don't answer that douche.
Bob: I am not a douche I am a construction worker and...
Hunt: Really? No one cares douche, now i've got some news for you tonight Gambino isn't going to win. Not going to happen, sorry your trailer park dreams are crushed once again. Now please get the hell out of here and back to the welfare line where you ass belongs.
Hunt goes to shake Bobs hand but before Bob can extend his hand Hunt quickly turns the hand shake into Hunt flipping Bob off and then Hunt walks over to another innocent fan.
Hunt: There has to be someone with more then 3 teeth in this whole arena, how dirty can it get. I look around and see more and more dirt, it's a non stop cycle.
Hunt walks by some fans then he stops and walks backwards and goes over to an attractive female with a thick long island accent.
Hunt: Well you must be a JasonHolic.
Female Fan: Uh...no, Homicide all the way.
Hunt: Would you please do us all a favor and knock that crap off you call a voice. Seriously, don't speak.
Female Fan: Now...
Hunt: Uh...I said don't open your mouth unless it's to firmly seal them on my c...
Female Fan: What the...
Hunt: Dammit slut don't interupt me! Figures you're probably the only half way decent girl in this place with all her teeth and no extra arms or legs and you sound like my dogs ass.
Female Fan: ..
Hunt: Now i'm not going to give your dyke ass an autograph, and no I don't want your phone number. Now i'm sure Bob over there has some crisp new food stamps, why don't you scamper over to him and do a few sexual favors for them. I know you're used to it.
Hunt walks off as the female fan is beinfg held down by security and Hunt keeps walking like nothing happened.
Hunt: You know what i'm not even going to bother talking to anymore of you scumbags, I mean it's the same story right after the other. Now I know that right now you all don't like me, but later on you're really going to hate me. When I kick the crap out of everyone of your supposed heroes and win that Rumble. All because I enjoy throughly pissing each and every one of you off.
There is now beer cans and cups being thrown in the ring and Hunt is dodging them as this happens.
Hunt: Wow do you all suck, thousands of people throwing away the cheap beer your government bought because you are all so poor and can't get jobs. Cept for the dyke who is a prostitute and Bob who works in some place, I didn't care enough to remember. The sad thing is, you're all missing me, I guess that's why your beloved baseball team didn't win shit this year.
The crowd is heavily booing Hunt right now and he has a huge smile on his face.
Hunt: Awww how come you're all booing me? You know that sooo hurts my feelings. Like I actually give two craps what you all think, it doesn't matter. None of you will ever be as good as me, so therefore you don't matter.
As Hunt struts around a rabid fan breaks loose from the tight nit security and he runs into the ring and tries to get at Hunt but Hunt catches him with big fist to the face knocking the fan down to the mat. Hunt stands over him and grabs his shirt and goes to punch him again but security rushes into the ring and stops and take the fan out. Hunt laughs it off and he regains his composure.
Hunt: Is that the best you pussies have? You know what, i'm done with this... hit my music.
"Do You Call My Name" hits and Hunt drops the mic and walks off, his music is drowned out by the boo's of the large crowd.
Just as Hunt begins to make his exit, half-way up the ramp, the lights blackout. In the darkness, the crowd explodes into ovation as the opening cords of "Debonaire" by Dope echo throughout the arena, and images of past-massacres they've witnessed play before their eyes on the UltraTron, bringing a dark smirk to the Face of Hunt seen by a refraction of light. As Homicide steps through the curtain, the deafening cheers take back Hunt a few steps, and the swagger in His Massacreness' steps as he continues straight at him, not blinking once, speeding up if anything, leads Hunt into a deathly sprint into the crowd, where he barrels off with much shove and anguish for his words. While security finally pulls Hunt out of the mess and escorts him to safety, Homicide stands in the ring, microphone in hand, grit on his face.
Homicide: "You know, Hunt.. I didn't drive across country here tonight to listen to you talk about how we all are your low-lives! I didn't limp myself from the parking lot out here so you could throw flames to my chances against you and brag about your 'dominance' and 'lucky loss' to me either.. I came for one thing, to sooth my pain and rest my brain while doing the one thing I do best.. You know what that is? Putting my FOOT in your ASS!!!"
The crowd roars at threats towards their hated Mr. Hunt upon his words of 'wise-ass.'
Homicide: "You see, all that pain that I endured week after week.. Sure, that may have been your little 'set-up' to get back at me, but d'ya know what else? I was playing a little game myself along the lines of jealousy.. 'Cuz I know that you couldn't stand seeing me with that very title which I have won so many times yet have never worn around my waist.. Yeah, that Heavyweight title.. I have been a count away how many times when you've fucked me over? That's right, TOO MANY!!"
The Massacre pauses to drown out the cheers and collect himself, holding back his aggression for later tonight when it's to be unleashed.
Homicide: "And the LAST time just put me OVER the fuckin' EDGE!! Remember what happened to the last person who cost me my dreams? Ya remember how Solo got carried out on a stretcher? How I beat him so bad he recovered with SOME sense in HIM?!? Well, tonight will be another RESURRECTION if ya' know what I'm saying! You failed to RECOGNIZE once, and I knocked you outta the tournament.. You SCREWED me over in my moment of greatness, that's TWO! But after fucking me over AGAIN in my chances of glory.. That, my friend, is the number THREE that has inspired me to hand you your HEAD on your hospital tray!!"
The scowl on His face shows the determination in his eyes, which are waiting to witness the revenge like it's the only cure for cancer.
Homicide: "With that said and the event in the balance, I have but one question for you, Hunt.. The one very question that you aren't prepared for, but unfortunately you have not a choice in the resolution.. I ask you, 'Are you ready to die?' Are you? ..For that one time my high is reached again by your SUFFERING, by your BLEEDING, by your unanswered CRIES for MERCY while I LAUGH to the tune, deaf to your last gasps of life?!? Are you ready for THAT? For your END? If not, 'stand back!" There's a massacre coming though, and when a MASSACRE is UNLEASHED ..... NOTHING SURVIVES!!!!!!!!"
"Debonaire" by Dope hits the speakers once again as Homicide spikes the mic to the mat and swaggers back up the ramp, preparing to dethrone the King of Swing of his life, liberty, and future.
Stanyer: The battle between Homicide & Hunt takes place after the Tag match coming up.
Dawg: It's the clash of the titans in this one, both wrestlers are proud of what they have achieved here in the PWF, and neither man will ever back down from the other. So they have to settle things the old fashioned way.
Stanyer: The fact that Hunt cost Homicide the World Title is also a major factor.
Dawg: Hey, if it wasn't for Homicide, Hunt would never have been fired.
Stanyer: He was given a fair warning, it's his own fault if he ignored it. The boss made his intentions quite clear.
Dawg: Still shouldn't have been fired.
Stanyer: Well, it's now time for the Tag Title Unification Tournament. There's not enough Tag Teams for two Tag Titles, especially with the draft, so it's being slashed down to just one title. We had two Title matches at the top of the show, this is the match that unifies the Tag Titles. This should be a classic.
Tag Team Title Unification Tournament - Final
Credit: Splinter
Report: Alexander and Leroy are in the ring, Alexander with stitches in his head from getting his head introduced to the ring post earlier on in the evening. Alexander and Leroy tie up, Alexander starts to get the better of Leroy and locks him in a headlock. Leroy throws Alexander off him, into the ropes. On the way back Leroy kicks Alexander in the gut and then kicks him in the face ones, twice and then a final third time that drops Alexander to his knees, Leroy then roundhouse kicks Alexander right in the face putting his straight back down on the mat. Leroy then leaps back and beckons Alexander up, Alexander obliges and Leroy throws a big roundhouse kick but Alexander ducks it and then grabs Leroy's leg. He then flips Leroy up and over, Greene comes down hard onto his chest to a big cheer from the crowd. Alexander then proceeds to picks Leroy up and throw him to the ropes, on the way back he hits a massive spinebuster. He keeps hold or Greene's legs and goes to lock in the Walls Of Rome (Walls Of Jericho) but Greene won't turn so Alexander converts the move into a slingshot into the turnbuckle, Leroy's face bounces off the pad. Greene staggers back right into a big spinning back drop that plants him right on his shoulders. Alexander then drags Leroy over to the Gods Of War corner and tags in Kull. Who instantly climbs to the top rope, he then flies off with a big leg drop, coming down right on Greene's throat. He covers 1 Leroy kicks out just before the count of one.
Stanyer: Well Kull comes straight in with the highflying offense. But Greene kicks out before the two. So much for not having anything left hey Dawg.
Dawg: Shut up, you'll see none of these guys will be this impressive once their last matches catch up on them.
Kull sets Leroy up and hits a double underhook suplex, he then rolls it over into a modified double arm sleeper hold. Leroy sits bent over awkwardly as Kull stretches his arms. Leroy shifts his weight around slightly and then gets his foot up on the ropes, the referee tells Kull to break the hold and he does so. Kull gets up to his feet, pulling Leroy up with him. He whips Greene to the corner and runs in, hitting a clothesline that forces Greene to stagger forwards, Kull vaults off the ropes and hits a huge bulldog, planting Leroy face first down into the mat! Kull covers 1 2 Greene kicks out. Kull leaps up the turnbuckle and then hits a big leg drop, he covers Leroy again 1 2 Leroy kicks out. Kull pulls Leroy up and throws him to the Gods Of War corner. Kull tags in Alexander and the to men start to pummel on Leroy. They then hoist him up onto the turnbuckle and climb up for a double superplex but Greene starts fighting, sending Kull and Alexander plummeting down to the mat. Leroy then leaps off hitting a huge double elbow drop, landing an elbow on both men! Alexander and Kull double up holding their chests in pain, Greene staggers over and tags in Barry Burton! Burton comes roaring in, clotheslining the recovering Alexander right back down to the mat. Kull is also up, Barry starts to hammer him with right hands, and he then sends Kull to the ropes. On the way back Burton hits a massive overhead back drop that sends Kull flying over the top rope down to the floor mats on the outside!
Stanyer: Oh My! Kull gets back dropped over the top rope down to the floor mats below!
Dawg: Looks like I was right, the DUX did take too much out of the Gods Of War.
Stanyer: We'll see, won't we Dawg.
Dawg: You've been saying that all night, and we obviously will see won't we! It goes without saying!
Kull is laid out on the outside, holding his back in pain. Greene and Leroy pick Alexander up and throw him to the ropes, on the way back Alexander gets drilled into the mat with a double arm drag. Leroy climbs the top rope, Burton mounts and hits a few right hands to Alexander's face, he then gets out of the way and Greene comes flying down onto Alexander with an impressive moonsault. Greene leaves the ring as Burton makes the cover 1 2 Alexander kicks out. Barry lifts Alexander and then locks him in a side armbar, he then lands several hard headbutts before planting Alexander into the mat with a big double arm suplex. Burton then tags Leroy in, they pick Alexander up. Leroy runs to the ropes and Burton gets his opponent up for a sidewalk slam, as Barry drops the slam Greene comes down on Alexander's throat with a massive front somersault leg drop, the impact is huge as Alexander gets driven down into the mat! Burton leaves the ring as Greene makes the cover 1 2 Kull just makes it in the ring in time to land a well placed stomp breaking up the cover. Kull beckons Leroy up, Greene gets up looking annoyed. Kull kicks him in the gut and drills him into the mat with the World Conqueror (Tornado DDT)! Kull bounces back up onto his feet with a second life, but Burton comes flying off the turnbuckle putting him right back down with the Beta Blocker (Top Rope Shoulder Block) Burton gets up and sees the recovering Alexander on his feet, Burton throws a right but Alexander groggily ducks it, hoists Barry up and drills him into the mat with the Fall Of Rome (Burning Hammer)! All three men lay hurt on the mat as the referee starts the count out 1 2 3 4 5
Stanyer: What happens if the referee gets to ten on his count out?
Dawg: The DUX win!
Stanyer: You worry me sometimes Dawg.
6 7 8 Alexander twitches over and covers Burton, but the referee tells him that Burton isn't the legal man, Leroy is! Alexander pulls himself up using the ring ropes in disbelief, he staggers around regaining some of his energy, he then beckons for Leroy to get up, Kull is also getting up. Leroy gets to his feet and Alexander goes for the Roman Kick (Superkick) but Greene ducks it and Kull gets it right in the face, the impact is enough to send him over the ropes again, tumbling down to the floor mats below, clipping his back on the ring apron as he falls. Alexander looks at his fallen teammate in dismay, Burton is up and Team Brutal Force charge in and nail Alexander with a huge double clothesline! Barry picks Alexander up, the two men throw him to the ropes, on the way back they hit a double back drop, sending him high up in the air and then down to the mat hard. The referee then sends Burton out of the ring, Greene lifts Alexander up, poses for the crowd and then starts to pummel Alexander down with the First Strike Combo. Kull is just about climbing up on the apron as Leroy goes for the cover 1 2 Kull vaults over the top rope and comes down on the back of Greene's head with a huge leg drop! Leroy and Kull roll away in pain as Alexander just lays then holding various points of his body from Leroy's brutal kicks. Burton wants to get in the ring but the referee won't let him. Kull is up on his feet, Greene is just about on his knees. Kull grabs Greene, pulls him up off the ground, staggers for a second and then plants his opponent violently with The Conqueror (Russian Neck Drop)! Kull then places Alexander on top of Greene as the referee turns round from his argument with Burton. Kull leaves the ring and the referee makes the count 1 2 3 NO! Greene just gets his shoulder up before the count of three!
Dawg: WHAT?
Stanyer: He kicked out! He kicked out! Amazing!
Kull can't believe it, Burton is going crazy, wanting Greene to get the tag. Greene staggers up to his feet as Alexander just about starts to struggle up, his stitched up head wound busted back open by Leroy's well placed kicks. Green staggers over and collapses, his hand hitting Burtons. Burton leaps in the ring and Kull does the same. Greene gets up to his feet only to get clotheslined over the top by Kull who then follows him out of the ring. Alexander is just about standing, but not for long as Burton levels him with a vicious uppercut. Burton covers Alexander 1 2 Alexander kicks out just before the count of three. Kull throws Leroy into the steel steps on the outside of the ring. He then picks Greene up and hits the Executioners Axe (Brainbuster), driving Leroy's head hard into the floor mats! Burton throws Alexander to the ropes, on the way back leveling him with a clothesline. Kull climbs up the turnbuckle, not noticing Alexander getting his face pummeled in by Burton who is giving Alexander a serious dose of mounted punching. Kull taunts to the crowd and then leaps off the turnbuckle, hitting the Dueling Fate (Corkscrew Attack) to the prone Leroy laid out on the outside of the ring! A huge cheer goes up for the massive aerial maneuver, Kull and Leroy lay on the outside of the ring hurt.
Stanyer: Kull just took himself and Leroy out with that amazing move.
Dawg: That was dumb, look at Alexander, he's in no position to stop Burton.
Barry picks Alexander up and throws him to the ropes again, on the way back Alexander gets spinebustered violently into the mat, Barry goes for the cover 1 2 Alexander just kicks out before the count of three. Barry gets up looking annoyed, he lifts Alexander up and throws him to the corner. He charges in and hits a clothesline. He then starts to pummel away at Alexander. He then sidesteps allowing Alexander to stagger forwards, Barry leaps up the turnbuckle. He poses for the crowd but suddenly Alexander comes alive and jumps onto the ropes, which takes Burton's balance out, completely, Barry falls down crotch first onto the ring post. The referee is protesting but Alexander is oblivious. Blood running down his face from the reopened head wound he climbs up onto the turnbuckle, he gets Burton up in position and then leaps. A huge cheer goes up from the crowd as Alexander plants Barry with the Fall Of Rome (Burning Hammer) off the top turnbuckle! Burton bounces in a vile manner from the impact, Alexander lies still on the mat, bleeding heavily.
Stanyer: OH MY GOD! FALL OF ROME OFF THE TOP!
Dawg: Now that I'll admit was amazing.
Alexander tries to get up but collapses back down. He crawls over tiredly and manages to get one arm over Burton, the referee gets down and counts 1 2 3!
The crowd goes insane as the referee calls for the bell and Alexander & Kull are declared the new unified Tag Team Champions.
Stanyer: Two very deserving teams walked in, but only one team can walk out as champions, and this time it was the Gods of War. You can't get much better than that. Special congratulations to the Gods of War, they've been struggling recently, it's been weeks since they last won a match, and to come here and pull this off, is an amazing achievement.
Dawg: I'll congratulate them, they've earned it, anyone who can win two matches in one night deserves credit.
Alexander and Kull are just about standing, they cradle both sets of Tag Titles in their hands and raise them above their heads to loud cheers from the crowd. Leroy Greene and Barry Burton are both struggling to their feet, they don't look too happy about losing the match. But they are more angry with themselves than anything. Leroy and Barry then offer out their hands to Alexander and Kull in a sporting gesture. The two teams exchange handshakes and then raise each others arms, the crowd gives them both a standing ovation.
Stanyer: That is what we like to see, both teams gave everything they had, and after all that, the losing team is still willing to congratulate the winners, the way it should be.
Dawg: Bit soppy if you ask me, not my thing.
Stanyer: Well folks, we are just ONE match away from this years Rumble, but first, we have one phenomenal match to show you. It was probably the best match on the previous PPV, we'll see if they can repeat that tonight.
Dawg: After what we've seen so far tonight, it HAS to be as good, otherwise it won't stand up to what's taken place already tonight.
Stanyer: I have to agree with you on that point.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! The closer the footsteps get, the closer the Massacre gets.. Closer to the ring, to his home, to his high.. Hunt awaits his exorcism into reality, a lethal dose of revenge! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! Closer still, to the ring, of course, but now also to his freedom of expression, where dreams fly and die, where blood is lost and tasted, where puddles of sacrifice are but payment for greatness! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! At the last turn before his entrance, the calm before the storm, and whom else would show up but Ted Tedison..
Tedison: "Homicide, you are but seconds away from your revenge match, what is on your mind?"
Homicide: "How you're in my way, how you'd better move, and how if you don't I'll do it for you, setting you THROUGH that sound table.. How's THAT?"
Tedison steps back and Homicide starts again on the last hundred feet before the eruption of cheers, jeers, and aggression. After a pause, Ted makes another run, catching up to The Massacre.
Tedison: "*gasp* Seriously, though, what are you about to expose from your arsenal to Jason Hunt? *gasp* What are your plans for the match?"
Homicide: "I plan on winning, that's what I plan on for the match.. I care not how, as long as I walk out, or at least am wheeled out in better condition than him, which I guess would mean I survive with air in my lungs.."
Slowing a second to comprehend, Tedison then rushes back up to the man on a mission, asking if his last comment was a metaphor or really his desires.
Tedison: "Do you really.."
Homicide: "Understand my actions? I did the last time I was cuffed, so what should change my mind now? If it gets to that, I'll gladly serve another six for putting an end to an issue like Hunt! It'll be just another example of why 'thou shall not fuck with His Massacreness,' which is clarified in Homicide 4:30, followed by my reasons in :31 and last chance in :32, which says that if one messeth with me, they risk being 'left lying in chalk!' Am I like glass to ya' now, Tedison?"
Tedison: "But why? Why such strict measures?"
Homicide: "Why? Because I know not of a different way, and I'm about to teach my reasoning to 30,000 people.. If you'd excuse me, Ted, I have a massacre to unleash..."
"Debonaire" by Dope hits the speakers, and Homicide makes his way to the curtain as the camera fades to black and back into the arena where the battle lines are drawn and actions to be carried out.
Credit: Suicide
The arena blackens and the opening cords of "Debonair" 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!!!"
The lights are turned off and red laser lights flash through out the arena and then pyro goes off on the stage and "Do You Call My Name" by RA 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.
Report: As the bell rings to start the match, both Hunt and Homicide approach the middle of the ring. Both men begin the trash talking before they ever meet. After a few moments, Hunt shoves Homicide backwards. Homicide and Hunt lock up. Homicide uses his slight size advantage, and nails a knee to the midsection. He slams a double axe handle on Hunt's back. Homicide steps back and kicks Hunt, who is on all fours, right in the gut. Hunt rolls onto his back and Homicide pulls him up by his hair. He locks Jason in a headlock. Hunt pushes Homicide off into the ropes. Homicide hits a shoulder block knocking Hunt on his back. He jumps over him and bounces off the other ropes, and Hunt gets up and jumps over Homicide. On the return, Hunt hits a drop toehold. Hunt runs against the ropes and hits the rising Homicide with a dropkick to the face. Hunt grabs Homicide by his head and pulls him up. He hooks Homicide up and nails a nice looking suplex. He jumps to his feet and yells, "I AM THE KING OF SWING!" He turns around and waits for Homicide to finish getting to his feet. Homicide runs at him and swings with a clothesline but Hunt ducks and runs against the other rope. When they meet in the middle of the ring Homicide hits a running knee. He pulls Hunt up by his hair and hits a massive body slam. Homicide then starts to stomp away on Hunt. Hunt realizes where he is in the ring and rolls out under the bottom rope.
Stanyer: "It appears Hunt is getting out of harm's way."
Dawg: "Homicide better be ready for Hunt. When he gets back in that ring all hell will break loose."
1... 2... 3... 4... Homicide walks over to the ropes and leans over to grab Hunt by the hair, but Hunt thumbs him in the eye. Jason slides back into the ring. He sneaks behind Homicide and hits a back suplex. He bridges into a pin. 1... Kick Out. A powerful kick out by Homicide. He gets to his feet and catches a charging Hunt and power slams him into the mat. He picks Hunt up and Hunt swings wildly at him. He ducks the punch and hits a capture suplex. Homicide is quickly back to his feet and Hunt gets up around the same time. Homicide spins Hunt around and hits a reverse suplex. He locks on a front headlock. The ref checks on Hunt. Jason begins to punch Homicide in the kidneys. Homicide releases the hold. He backs off and Hunt gets to his feet. Hunt walks toward Homicide and he kicks Jason and nails a ddt. He picks Hunt up and nails another ddt. He covers Hunt. 1... 2... Kick out by Jason. Homicide pulls Hunt up by his hair and whips him into the corner. Homicide runs and goes for a clothesline, but Hunt sticks up a boot and catches Homicide at the last second. Homicide backs up holding his jaw and Jason nails him with a diving forearm smash. Both men are down for a few seconds, but then Hunt begins to pull himself up via the ropes. Homicide begins to pull himself up. Hunt walks over to him and kicks him then sets him up for a piledriver. He picks Homicide up, and then he jumps and plants him with a spike piledriver.
Dawg: "WOW. What an awesome move by the King of Swing."
Stanyer: "King of Swing? That's gay."
Dawg: "You're just jealous."
Stanyer: "Oh look at that."
Hunt leaps off the top rope, but misses the shooting star press, as Homicide moved out of the way. Homicide gets to his feet and walks over to Hunt and stomps on his head. He pulls him up by his hair then puts him in a headlock. Homicide wrenches Hunt's head. He then reaches back and punches Jason right in the temple. Before Hunt can fall, however, Homicide grabs him and knees him the gut. He sets Jason up for suplex. He picks Jason up and plants him with a brainbuster. Homicide covers Hunt 1... 2... Kick Out. Homicide gets off of Hunt and walks to the other side of the ring waiting for him to get up. Jason rises and Homicide charges at him, but Hunt ducks and pulls on the top rope which sends Homicide to the outside on the floor. Hunt climbs to the top turnbuckle and waits for Homicide to rise, and then he jumps off and nails him with a flying cross body. The ref starts the 10 count. 1... 2... 3... Jason Hunt starts to make it to his feet. 4... 5... He rolls back into the ring to break up the count. He rolls back to the outside and pulls Homicide to his feet. Jason rolls him under the bottom rope and climbs in after him. Homicide starts to rise to his feet, but Hunt stomps him to keep him on the ground. Jason walks over and locks him in a reverse stf. The ref checks on Homicide to see if he's going to stay in the match. He screams in pain, but does not give up yet. He reaches for the ropes. He's not close enough yet. He continues to drag Hunt until he finally grabs onto the ropes. Hunt does not let go of the hold though. The ref starts counting and Hunt finally releases the hold.
Stanyer: "Jason Hunt better be careful. He almost got himself disqualified."
Dawg: "Stanyer you know nothing about strategy do you. He was getting everything he could out of that hold."
Stanyer: "He was holding on after Homicide got to the ropes. That's illegal."
Dawg: "Big deal."
Hunt takes a little break while waiting for Homicide to get to his feet. When Homicide is halfway up Hunt grabs him and whips him into the ropes. He goes for the Down Syndrome but Homicide slides down his back and hits a reverse ddt. Both men are down and the ref starts his ten count. 1... 2... 3... Hunt and Homicide start to stir. 4... 5... Homicide pulls himself up with assistance from the ropes. Hunt gets up around the same time and they run at each other. Homicide catches Hunt with the Hart Attack. He covers him. 1... 2... Kick out. Homicide slaps Hunt in the back of the head then pulls him up by his hair. He picks Hunt up and drops him with a fallaway slam. He picks Hunt up, but Jason nails him with a low blow that the ref misses. Hunt grabs Homicide and hits a release northern lights suplex. He climbs to the top turnbuckle. Hunt leaps off and hits a 5 star frog splash. He rolls off holding his stomach in agony, but covers Homicide. 1... 2... Kick Out. Hunt rolls over and sits up. He slams his hands on the mat in frustration and goes back on the attack. He stomps Homicide repeatedly then pulls him up. He whips Homicide into the corner. He walks over and puts Homicide on the top turnbuckle. He climbs up with him and signals for The Hunter. He jumps up but Homicide reverses it into a powerbomb off of the top. Homicide covers Hunt. 1... 2... Kick out. Homicide gets to his feet and pulls Hunt by his hair to his feet. He holds Hunt's hair and punches him repeatedly in the face. He whips Hunt into the ropes and locks him in a sleeper hold. After a few moments of fighting the hold, Hunt's movements become minimal. The ref checks him. 1... 2... NO!!! Hunt starts to fight the hold. He nails a few quick elbows in Homicide's ribs then hits a back body drop.
Dawg: "Hunt used his amazing ability to get out of the one right there."
Stanyer: "What amazing ability would that be?"
Dawg: "I don't know, but it sounded good."
Stanyer: "Both men are rising to their feet."
Homicide and Hunt both get to their feet at the same time and begin to hit each other with right hands. After a few exchanges, Homicide blocks on of Hunt's punches and hits the Boston Haymaker. Hunt staggers backwards and Homicide pulls Hunt to him and hits the Boston Neckbreaker. He covers Hunt. 1... 2... Kick out. Homicide sits up and runs his hands over his face in disbelief. Homicide rolls over and rises to his feet. He pulls Hunt up and nails a half-nelson suplex. He flips Hunt over onto his back and covers him. 1... 2... The ref stops the count because Hunt's foot is on the ropes. Homicide goes and kicks Hunt's foot off the bottom rope in frustration. Homicide gets up and slaps his hand on the turnbuckle pad. Hunt gets up, spins, and walks groggily toward Homicide. He picks Hunt up like he's going to powerslam him, but he plants him with the Cell Splitter. Homicide slides his thumb across his throat then goes to the top rope. He jumps off, but misses the atomic headbutt.
Stanyer: "That move might just cause Homicide the match."
Dawg: "Oh poor Homicide."
Stanyer: "Let's see if Hunt can capitalize on that mistake."
Dawg: "Of course he will. He's the King of Swing."
Hunt struggles to his feet. He grabs Homicide's legs and executes a slingshot suplex. Homicide hits his head on the turnbuckle. He bounces off and falls to the mat. Hunt picks up Homicide and whips him into the ropes. Hunt leap frogs Homicide, and Homicide accidentally knocks the ref out. Hunt looks around as both Homicide and the ref are on the mat. He climbs to the outside of the ring and shoves the timekeeper out of his seat. He picks up the chair and enters the ring with it. Homicide is getting to his feet. Hunt lifts the chair above his head, and Homicide hits front kick to the midsection. Hunt drops the chair and Homicide bends over and picks up the chair. He pulls it up ready to hit him, but Hunt nails a spinning heel kick, which knocks the chair back in Homicide's face. He slides the chair out of the ring and goes over to wake the ref up. He covers Homicide. 1... 2... Kick out. Hunt bangs his hands on the mat showing the frustrations after not getting the pin fall there. He picks Homicide up and lifts him into the air with a stalling suplex. He holds him for what seems like and eternity before dropping him. Hunt jumps to his feet and looks at Homicide lying on the mat. He smiles in admiration of his work. He picks up Homicide yet again, and hits a release northern lights suplex. He looks toward the turnbuckle and goes over and climbs to the top. Hunt stands on the top rope and points toward the sky. He leaps off and nails a flying elbow drop. He covers Homicide. 1... 2... Kick out by Homicide. Hunt slams his hands on the mat again in frustration.
Stanyer: "Homicide will not give in."
Dawg: "Finish him off Jason. Finish him!"
Hunt pulls Homicide to his feet then whips him into the ropes. Hunt displays his plans too early and Homicide kicks Hunt, who is bent over. Homicide begins to hit rights and lefts on Hunt backing him into the ropes. He whips Hunt into the ropes and nails a powerslam and covers Hunt. 1... 2... Kick Out. Hunt gets out from underneath Homicide and begins to stomp away at Homicide. He picks Homicide and puts him in a headlock. Homicide nails a mule kick behind the ref's back. Hunt doubles over, but Homicide grabs his hair and punches Hunt right in the face. Homicide drags Hunt over to the corner and knees him in the midsection. He climbs to the second turnbuckle and jumps down for the axe handle smash. Hunt catches him however and hits the DownSizer. He bridges into a pin. 1... 2... 3!!!
James: "The winner of the match, JASON HUNT!!!"
Stanyer: "Oh my God! How did he do it?"
Dawg: "It's that green blood that flows through him. The King of Swing has done it again folks."
Stanyer: "Jason Hunt comes out victorious here at Rumble in the Bronx over Homicide."
The PWF cameras come on in the backstage area as Rumble In The Bronx is in effect. The camera pans past many people and places until it gets to Grimm's locker room. The camera man opens the door slowly and peeks in showing the PWF fans that Grimm is working on as Haylee sits on the couch coaching him through
Grimm: 97.....98....99....100! Ah much better!
Haylee: Good job babe...you sure are getting pumped for this Rumble aren't ya?
Grimm jumps up on a pole postioned in his room and places his feet on it and lies back, he then begins to do sit ups
Grimm: Well, this is an important event for everyone..the winner of the Rumble makes it to super stardom, yet I'm bascially there since winning the KOTDM and going back to singles I think this will help my career hugely.....8....9....10....11
Haylee: Well, don't forget there is Austin Cain and Heelmaster in the match and lets not forget that firstly you had that feud with Heelmaster that you pissed him off and almost beat him to keep the Extreme title...then Austin Cain you beat on Havoc and proved he's not as good as he thinks
Grimm: Well I'll watch my back, nothing more nothing less..if one of those guys wants a fight I'll give them one and then I'll toss them over the top rope..one by one...by dam one!....20...21......22....23...
Haylee: What about Hanibal?
Grimm:Well, I really doubt Hanibal will try and backstab his friend..a second time, and also if he tried I put him over the top due to the fact he's going to be dead from his match with Splinter anyways....39....40......41...
Haylee: Yes...I see your point
Grimm does a flip off the pole and lands on his feet and then moves over and sits beside Haylee
Grimm:It'll be kool babe, if I don't win then I'll just have to find another way to launch my singles career
Haylee:You could always suck up to the boss and get a title match for yourself
Grimm:Pfff, what the hell is that? sucking up!? for a title shot? what King of Stupidity would do that?
The camera fades as Grimm and Haylee sit close together watching the PWF action
Stanyer: We're getting close to the Tag Title Unification match now, it should be a fantastic match.
Dawg: We're not that far away from the Rumble itself remember, amd that WILL be something to behold.
Stanyer: Wait, I'm hearing something, yes, Tedison is in the back with King Volcano.
Dawg: King Volcano.... That is a name which I have not heard in awhile.
Stanyer: We have an exclusive interview with Tedison and King Volcano.
Ted Tedison knocks on King Volcanos locker room door. The door opens and a corpulent giant appears. The room appears to be a mess and King Volcanos face supports an unkept beard.
Tedison: Is that you King Volcano?
King Volcano: What other giant would you expect to be in King Volcanos locker room.
Tedison: Are you okay King Volcano? You look a mess.
King Volcano's face gets beet red.
King Volcano: Leave me alone... GO AWAY.
Tedison: King Volcano, the rumor is that PWFE owner Michael Pellington banned you from the square circle due to health problems.
King Volcano: That is a rumor with absolutely no substance.
Tedison: No disrespect, but you look as if you gained a hundred, no make that two hundred plus pounds since last we spoke. And we all know that PWFE has very strict weight classes on their wrestlers.
King Volcano: I eat a strict Chinese diet which is high in protein.
King Volcano starts to sweat and sits down.
Tedison looks around and notices a number of McDonald bags on the floor.
Tedison: You have turned into a slob. What is wrong with you King Volcano?
King Volcano: I am the best Extreme wrestler in the world! I have beaten all the major players. MVD, Homicide you name it I submitted them. How do they repay me? The team me up with a laughing buffoon.
King Volcano looks down in self pity.
Tedison walks over to King Volcano and puts his hand on his shoulder.
Tedison: Sorry King Volcano, I did not mean to say that.
King Volcano erupts and smacks Tedisons hand away. King Volcano grabs his shirt and lifts him off his feet. King Volcano carries Tedison to the door and tosses him out head first and slams the door. A camera shot of King Volcano resting his back againt the door holding his chest breathing heavily is shown before fading out.
Dawg: King Volcano looks terrible.
Stanyer: Your telling me, I'm told he is in the Rumble, but only just, it may be the last time we see him.
Dawg: Unless he decides to get himself together, it may very well be.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, it is now time for the Rumble in the Bronx".
The crowd lets out a mighty cheer.
Stanyer: It's time folks, one of the biggest events of the year, the PWF's Rumble in the Bronx. I can now reveal to you all a small titbit of information concerning the Rumble. Until now, we've not known the exact number of entrants, but we are now being told that there are 35 wrestlers entered into this years Rumble.
Dawg: You sure? Minus MVD & Gambino, I only make 31 wrestlers.
Stanyer: I guess we are in for one or two surprises then.
Dawg: I hate, and love surprises. Depends on how they turn out.
Stanyer: Always the way.
Just as we think the Rumble is about to start, the screen turns into static.
Dawg: Hey!! What the hell is going on? The Rumble is about to start!!
The room is dark, almost black. Light seems to be sucked into this void and left there, meanwhile in the far corner a single glass object reflects the pinpoint of light within it. Nothing further about the room can be determined.
Zion: "Time and time again I have been taught the lesson. And always my humility can be made deeper, my reverence higher."
With a nearly blinding flash the little lamp comes to light, bathing the room in a moment of bright light. In that split second Zion is seen seated on the massive wooden chair. Over his shoulders the back of the chair arches gracefully, the wood carved into a pair of angelic wings, rising from the shadows behind him. The giant sits unmoving on the mammoth construct. He head is dipped and held by both hands and they suspend his chin and thus keep him facing upright. In the impossible depth of those eyes nothing stirs as they gaze unmoving at the camera. In that same instant everything fades to black again. And as usual the only form visible is the vague outline of the huge chair, and the form of the Dark Savior himself.
Zion: "Lessons I need to learn. I come into a new land, secure in my power and understanding my mission. But it has been proven to me again and again that I am yet not complete. I have faults, as I am only human. My lord seeks to bring these faults to light. I am fated with the quest to purge these lands of shadow, to drive back the daily sin that has krept into each perons lives. It is my charge to be the vanguard of this force, so all the innocent souls - whom do not realize the infestation - may live peacefully. But I fail time and time again because I do not see the depth of my own vanity. Over seven feet tall..... nearly 450 pounds..... I see myself as the unstoppable force.... but it is not true"
Zion shifts in his chair, the shine from the otherworldly eyes catch the camera and hold it in place through sheer will and determination
Zion: "Not now that is OVER! I have acknowledged my weakness, I have been purged clean. Today a new story begins, a new tale. This one will follow the victorious through thick and thin, a legacy to those that follow. I will begin soon, in the Rumble In The Bronx..... there the world will once more learn the name Zion. The salvation of mankind. The Dark Savior. The Messenger of Destruction. Understanding is the key, and it is to everyone else that I bid them understand. MY mission is sacred. MY resolve is absolute! ALL WHO WISH TO STAND BETWEEN MYSELF AND MY GOALS SHALL FIND THEMSELVES FALLEN BY THE WAYSIDE! I AM NO LONGER THE MAN I WAS. AND IT IS TIME FOR ME TO TAKE MY PLACE. Sin and sinner, fear the reaper. For Zion is no longer a servant of the Almighty............. he is now a weapon of the Heavens. This weapon, in mortal form, is coming for you. Let us be judged - not by appearance of voice. Not by DEED OR MIGHT. LET US LEARN THE TRUE STRENGTH OF ALL WHO STEP BEFORE ME FOR JUDGEMENT. LET THEM SEE WEAKNESS AND BE PURGED OF IT AS I HAVE!!!!!!!!!!!"
Zion: "............... Let it begin. To quote another, 'Pray your Gods, and Fear the Knight'....."
In a flash the lamp goes out and the room is plunged into darkness.
Stanyer: Just before the Rumble starts, I'll remind everyone of the rules. Two men start the match, every two minutes, a new wrestler enters, until all 35 men have entered. To be eliminated, you have to go OVER the top rope and have BOTH FEET touch the floor. One foot can touch down, but as soon as both touch down, your out.
"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 the #1 entrant, from Sydney, Australia, weighing 230lbs, THE SABRE.
Stanyer: Man, Sabre looks beat up, he took a pounding in that Ladder match, he doesn't look like he'll survive too long.
James: And the #2 entrant ..
Music hits.... a wire outline of the letters 'DUX' lowers over the ring and begins to ignite into a sparkly outline... A pause in the music and as it restarts a shot of pyro in the style of an 'X' shoots out on the ramp followed by 3 shots of pyro straight into the air either side of the entrance.... Brod walks thru after the pyro as lights shine an outline of the letters in 'BROD' down the aisle as he walks past (e.g. at the top of the ramp the letter 'B' then further down 'R' and so on until he reaches the ring) as he gets to the ring apron furtherest from the sparkler outlined 'DUX' he gives an 'X' salute before entering the ring.
James: Introducing from Albany, West Australia, weighing 273lbs, he is one half of Down Under Xpress, BROD!!!!
Stanyer: Interesting, both Sabre & Brod are former members of Down Under Xpress, when it was in SEW that is.
Dawg: I guess someone definitely doesn't want Sabre in this Rumble.
Report: A few moments after Brod steps into the ring, the timekeeper rings the bell and the Rumble is under way. Brod and Sabre walk up to the centre of the ring, they seem unsure as to whether they should fight each other, after all, they used to be friends back in SEW. A few words are exchanged between the two men and the argument gets more heated, but eventually the two men seem to settle on some form of pact. After a few nods towards each other, Brod heads to the edge of the ring and steps on the bottom rope, using his hand to signal that he wants the next person to come in. Like a cat, Sabre pounces on Brod and tries to lift him over the top rope, but Brod quickly grabs the top rope, and although Sabre does manage to tip him over, he lands on the apron and slides himself back in. Sabre kicks him hard on various body parts as Brod tries to get up, finally Brod gives Sabre a huge push in the gut and sends him sprawling across the ring, allowing him chance to stand up. As Sabre gets up, Brod charges and body tackles him to the mat. He then pounds on him with hard right hands, Sabre tries to block them, while getting in a few punches of his own, but eventually he has to push Brod off him and then roll away before he can begin to get to his feet. Both men get to their feet and come to a standoff (Ten Second Countdown). As the crowd chant down, Sabre and Brod seem to settle on some form of truce, so they can eliminate the next man. They both turn towards the entrance, but this time, Brod makes sure Sabre is in front of him, not behind.
BUZZZZ!!!! "Mope" by the Bloodhound Gang hits the speakers, and a small chorus of boos descend on the crowd as Loki begins to make his way down the aisle.
Stanyer: Loki gets a bad draw this year.
Dawg: Not only that, but he's walking right into an ambush, Sabre and Brod seem to have agreed to get rid of everyone who enters, so they can fight each other!!
Stanyer: An akward alliance at best, we'll see how long it lasts, and they have to get Loki out of the ring yet.
Loki paces on the outside for a moment, deciding whether or not he should get in the ring. Finally, he takes a deep breath and dives underneath the bottom rope. To no avail though, as Brod and Sabre jump him and stomp him down with hard boots to the chest and back. After Sabre gives Loki one hard kick to the ribs, the two men drag him up to his feet and then try to get him over the top rope. But Loki grabs the top rope, goes dead weight and hangs on for dear life. Despite the efforts of both men, Loki just will not go over the top rope. Sabre has had enough and he delivers a hard right to Loki's face, and he drops back down to the canvas, inside the ring. Sabre places his foot on Loki's throat and then lifts himself up using the ropes, choking him. Brod quickly grabs Sabre and is about to lift him over the top rope when Sabre lashes out with a Reverse Elbow. Brod backs away holding his eye. Sabre then springboards onto the middle rope and dives off backwards, catching Brod clean on the jaw with a high kick. Sabre pulls Brod up to his feet and then sets him up for a Suplex, but Brod sandbags him and then counters the Suplex into one of his own. Loki is up on his feet and sees Sabre on the mat, he charges at him and delivers a lightning fast knee drop. Sabre rolls away holding his face, while Loki turns to face Brod. The big Australian goes for a hard right hand, but Loki ducks it and then attempts a Back Heel Kick, but Brod catches it, and then slams it down to lock on a waistlock. He delivers a couple of strong forearms to the back of Loki's head and then lifts him up for a Back Drop. But Loki flips out of it and lands on his feet. Brod turns around and takes a boot to the gut, Loki then attempts an irish whip, but it is reversed. Loki comes off the ropes at warp speed and flies through the air, knocking Brod away with a Flying Forearm. (Ten Second Countdown) Sabre is getting to his feet and Loki quickly grabs him and runs with him to the ropes where he tosses him over the top rope. Sabre just manages to hang onto the top rope and then lifts himself onto the apron. Loki goes to hit a right hand, but Sabre goes for one as well, they both connect. Loki goes flying backwards, Sabre slips off the apron, but manages to hang onto the top rope with just one hand.
Dawg: NOOOO!!! Hang on Sabre!!!
Stanyer: Looks like Sabre isn't going to win this Rumble after all.
BUZZZZZ!!!! "Click, Click, Boom" by Saliva hits and Kull comes racing down the aisle.
Dawg: QUICK!!!!! Move it Sabre, someone's coming!!!
Kull is running at full tilt, but Sabre touches one foot down and uses it to propel himself upwards and just slides under the ropes as Kull is about to slide in. A chorus of boos rings around the arena, as the crowd obviously wants Sabre to be eliminated.
Dawg: PHEW!!!
Stanyer: That was a close call for "The Man".
Kull gives a few stomps to Sabre before he is attacked by Loki. Kull is knocked backwards into the corner by Loki's rapid fire forearms. He whips Kull towards the opposite corner, but Kull reverses and Loki is sent straight into Brod's waiting arms, who flattens him with a violent clothesline. Brod charges at Kull with a Power Clothesline, but Kull ducks it and lets Brod run into the corner, and then catches him with a straight Kick to the jaw, putting him down. Sabre has crawled into one of the corners to recuperate, nobody seems to take much notice of him. Loki is struggling to his feet while readjusting his jaw. Kull delivers a few gut kicks to Brod and then climbs up onto the 2nd rope and holds his fist up to the crowd, who give him a big cheer. He then begins to deliver the 10 punches as the crowd chants along with him, but when he reaches six, Brod grabs him, bearhug style, and walks out of the turnbuckle, he then dumps Kull chest first onto the top rope and he bounces back into the ring holding his chest. Loki now grabs Brod from behind and tries to lift him up for a Back Drop, his first attempt fails, but the 2nd time he puts a bit more effort in and delivers the Back Drop. Loki holds his back for a moment as he gets to his feet and then heads over towards Sabre, who sees him coming and starts to pull himself up using the ropes, but he is too slow, and Loki stomps him back down with hard gut kicks. Meanwhile, Kull drags himself to his feet, and sees Brod down and immediately goes after him. He mounts him and delivers some hard right hands and then starts to choke Brod. Kull then springs to his feet, and heads over towards the turnbuckle. He climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle, takes aim and dives off with a Flying Elbow to Brod's chest. (Ten Second Countdown) Loki drags Sabre up out of his corner and sets him up for a Snap Suplex, but Sabre blocks it and spins around into a waistlock. He goes for a Back Drop, but Loki flips out of the back and lands on his feet. Sabre delivers a low spin kick to the gut as Loki is pulling Brod to his feet ..
BUZZZZ!!!! "King Volcano" by Bauhaus hits and the giant, King Volcano steps through the curtain into the aisle. Almost immediately the mood of the match changes.
Dawg: This isn't good.
Stanyer: Four men in the ring, and a man currently weighing over 500lbs about to enter. I don't think you've ever spoken truer words.
King Volcano paces down the aisle, the four men in the ring all look worried, and seem to have abandoned fighting each other. With each step King Volcano takes forwards, the four men in the ring take a step back. The big man takes his time and finally steps through the ropes. Surprisingly, Sabre is the first one to go in on the attack, trying to get in a quick attack early on. But his punches are having virtually no effect and King Volcano simply pushes Sabre away, sprawling across the ring would be a better description. Kull charges at King Volcano, trying to take him by surprise from behind, but his attack barely even makes King Volcano flinch. Instead, the giant turns around and grabs Kull by the hair, he drives three hard forearms into his face and then takes him to the edge of the ring and aggressively tosses him over the top rope. The new Tag Team Champion crashs down hard on the mats and the referees immediately signal that he has been eliminated.
Dawg: This is going to be a massacre, I can see it now.
Stanyer: Someone has to stop King Volcano, to put it simply, if nobody does, then he'll win the Rumble, and there are 30 other people who don't want him to win.
Brod and Loki charge at King Volcano and manage to knock him off his feet with a Double Clothesline, and get a big cheer from the crowd for doing so. King Volcano pulls himself to his feet and both Brod and Loki push him towards the ropes and try to lift him up and over the top rope, but he hangs onto the top rope, and simply has too much leverage for Brod and Loki to get him out. With one big swing, Brod is sent crashing to the floor from a huge elbow to the face. Loki is stunned by a fast martial arts punch to the gut. King Volcano then lifts Loki high above his head with a Military Press and walks around the ring with him before tosses him clean over the top rope and into the scattering front row. Small Chants of "Holy Shit" ring up for a moment as referees rush to check on the condition of the now eliminated Loki.
Dawg: Bye bye Loki, perhaps next time he'll learn.
Stanyer: Learn what? How do you learn to throw a 500lb man over the top rope?
Dawg: Not that you idiot, He should have gone by Sabre Air - the only way to fly.
Stanyer: Groans Dear of dear, what were you thinking?
Ten Second Countdown As King Volcano stares at his last victim, Sabre, who's been playing possum for the last minute or so, dives at King Volcano and takes him down with a chop block to the back of the knee. Sabre delivers some stomps to the knee, but King Volcano still begins to rise to his feet. Brod is also up and is heading towards King Volcano.
BUZZZ!!!!! "Nothing" by A hits the speakers and the "Original Bad Boy", Masta P, makes his way down to the ring, his new European Title draped over his shoulder.
Dawg: With King Volcano in the ring, I wonder if Masta P will want to get in just now!!
Stanyer: Sabre is in the ring as well, and that's incentive enough for ANYONE to get into the ring.
Masta P climbs into the ring and Brod immediately moves in on the attack, but Masta P is the fresher man and connects with three quick right hands and then a standing clothesline puts Brod on the mat. Masta P charges at Sabre and flattens him with a Big Boot. He then goes toe to toe with King Volcano. There isn't that great of a size difference, but there is a definite weight difference, King Volcano is over 200lbs heavier than Masta P. Even so, Masta P and King Volcano goe into a tieup, the battle is even at first, but then King Volcano bears his teeth and he aggresively pushes Masta P towards the ropes and actually tries to force him over using just the tieup. Masta P summons up all his strength to fight back and keep himself in the ring. Sabre and Brod sneak up behind both men and try to lift them both over the top rope, but the 800lbs is just too much, even for the two of them. Both back off to catch their breath, King Volcano delivers a stiff knee to Masta P's chest, which stuns him for a moment. King Volcano then turns to face Sabre and Brod. He quickly grabs both of them by the head and is about to deliver a noggin' nocker, when both Brod and Sabre deliver Low kicks. As the big man clutches his family jewels. Brod and Sabre both grab King Volcano and set him up for a Double Suplex. It takes a bit of effort, but they manage to get the big man up and over. Sabre is the first to his feet, and immediately takes a boot to the gut from Masta P, who sets him up for the Masta Bomb (Jacknife Powerbomb), but as Brod gets up, he slides behind Masta P and then delivers a stiff forearm across the back, causing him to release Sabre. Brod then hooks Masta P from behind in a Reverse DDT position, and then snaps him down onto his knee with the Backbreaker version (Ten Second Countdown). Sabre crawls on top of Masta P and begins to pound his face with rights and lefts. Meanwhile, Brod grabs the rising King Volcano and holds him so he can deliver stiff knees to his face. After the third knee, we see a few drops of blood coming from King Volcano's nose.
BUZZZZZ!!!!!!! "Perfect Imperfection" by Tom Snow hits the arena as The Perfect Outlaw makes his way down to the ring, adjusting his mask as he steps through the curtain.
Stanyer: The Perfect Outlaw has come in at a bad time, being #7 isn't the greatest draw of all time, but to come in when someone like King Volcano is dominating, and also with two other not to small men in Brod and Masta P in the ring. Seven may turn out to be a not so lucky number for The Perfect Outlaw.
Dawg: There's never a good time to enter a Rumble, even as the last man, you know your walking into a firefight. Besides, Outlaw isn't exactly small himself, what is he? 6'5"? 6'6"? And he must be at least 260lbs. He'll be able to handle it. The problem is, Sabre is the smallest man in the ring, not to mention the most beat up, and the most tired.
Stanyer: Doesn't look good for your pick now does it?
Dawg: I have faith, don't you worry about that.
The Perfect Outlaw slides into the ring and immediately goes after Sabre. He grabs him and hits a couple of quick right hands and then whips him into the ropes. Outlaw then flattens Sabre with a stiff clothesline. As Sabre staggers up, Outlaw pushes him towards the ropes and begins to try and get him over the top rope, but then Brod clubs him across the back. Brod throws Outlaw in the nearest corner and then begins to batter him with stiff right hands. Brod then lifts Outlaw up to the top rope and then climbs up, looking for a Superplex, but Outlaw gets in a couple of hard gut shots, and then pushes Brod down to the mat. Outlaw climbs to his feet and waits for Brod to stand up, before diving off to take him down with a Double Axe Handle. As Outlaw stands up, Sabre catches him off guard with a perfectly executed Superkick. TPO staggers into the ropes, Sabre pounces on him and tries to get him over the top rope, but Outlaw manages to hang onto the ropes and stay in the ring. King Volcano seems to have recovered from Brod's stiff knee shots, and Masta P is also getting up. Masta P heads over towards King Volcano and smashes him bang on his bloody nose with a hard right hand. King Volcano staggers and then Masta P delivers a Fury Punch, and King Volcano staggers back into the ropes. Masta P then tries to lift King Volcano over the top rope, but he has no luck whatsoever, he is just too damn heavy. Brod starts to get to his feet and he grabs Sabre, just as he had managed to lift Outlaw over the top rope. Brod lifts Sabre up and plants him with a Back Drop. Outlaw manages to hang onto the top rope and then bring himself back into the ring. Meanwhile, King Volcano pushes Masta P off him and then stalks towards him. Masta P connects with a couple of hard right hands, but they don't seem to have much effect. King Volcano then delivers the Fire Within (Kung Fu Punch). Masta P doubles over clutching his chest. King Volcano body tackles him to the ground and then motions over him, and locks on the Eruption of Destruction. (Ten Second Countdown) Brod pulls Sabre up, Outlaw joins him and the two men send Sabre into the ropes and then they deliver a Double Flapjack. Masta P is groaning in agony as King Volcano continues to apply the Eruption of Destruction.
BUZZZ!!!! "Falling Apart" by Trust Company hits and Law Hiyabusa steps through the curtain. He begins to pace down towards the ring.
Stanyer: Here comes the Cruiserweight Champion, appearing for the last time as the holder of that title.
Dawg: He still doesn't know which show he's going to be on though, that will only be decided by the main event tonight.
Law slides underneath the bottom rope and goes after Outlaw, the two exchange right hands, but Law gets the upper hand and backs him into the ropes. He then whips him to the opposite side and then charges in, taking him down with a Cross Body Block. He then leaves Outlaw and goes after King Volcano, freeing Masta P from the submission hold with a low two-footed Dropkick to King Volcano's face. Law sees Outlaw getting up and jumps up onto his shoulders. Outlaw is trying to get him off, but Law spins around and snaps him over with a perfect Hurricanranna. As Law gets up, Brod smashes him across the back with a stiff clubbing forearm. Law counters by lashing out with a back kick to the gut. Law spins around to hit a pair of knife edge chops on Brod before whipping him to the ropes. Brod reverses and after Law comes off the ropes, Brod hits a Back Body Drop that sends Law over the top rope. But he just manages to grab the top rope as he goes over and lands sure-footed on the apron. Brod begins to turn around and Law springboards off the top rope, delivering a flying Hurricanranna to Brod, who stumbles and rolls over the top rope. He just manages to hang onto the middle rope with one hand, only one foot is touching the floor. But a quick stomp from Law sends Brod to the mat, and out of the Rumble. Meanwhile, King Volcano pulls Masta P up and prepares to deliver a Powerbomb, but Masta P suddenly powers out with a Back Body Drop. He lets out a roar and then turns towards King Volcano demanding that he gets to his feet. As King Volcano stands up, Masta P grabs him around the waist and then lifts him up, almost in a Bearhug, and then slams him down hard with an evil Spinebuster. Both Sabre & Outlaw are on their feet. Sabre connects with a couple of right hands, but Outlaw comes back with a few of his own. Outlaw hits a knee to the gut and then he is about to grab Sabre, when he lashes out with an uppercut, swiftly followed by a boot to the gut. Sabre hooks Outlaw by the head and drives him into the canvas with a DDT. (Ten Second Countdown) After eliminating Brod, Law heads over to Sabre, who's stomping down Outlaw. Law catches Sabre off guard with the first right hand, but Sabre ducks the 2nd and comes back with a few right hands of his own. Masta P drags King Volcano to his feet, but the big man suddenly drives a hard punch into his gut.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Burning Inside" by Fear Factory & Static X hits the arena as the monster that is Zion Crest begins to make his way down to the ring.
Dawg: It's the land of the giants!!!!
Stanyer: Well, this is an interesting prospect, there are a lot of big men in there, and two giants. What would happen if Zion & King Volcano clashed?
Dawg: I have no idea, but I don't want to be anywhere near it when it happens!!!
As Zion is making his way down the aisle. King Volcano sets Masta P's head between his legs and then does a throat cut motion. He lifts him up and drills him into the mat with an evil Snap Powerbomb. An angry King Volcano then turns to face the entrance way, and beckons Zion Crest to get into the ring. Zion climbs through the ropes and then immediately he and King Volcano tie up in the centre of the ring. The two push and shove each other around, each trying to get an advantage. The two men knock Law & Sabre out of the way, then King Volcano is pushed into Outlaw, and topples over backwards, taking Zion down with him. The two men continue to grapple, each trying to overpower the other. Finally, Zion Crest breaks the grapple and locks on a chokehold. But a kidney punch from King Volcano breaks the two of them up. After they were knocked into by King Volcano & Zion, Sabre and Law were knocked towards the ropes. Sabre reacts first and tries to lift Law over the top rope, but he can't manage it, and Law gets in a few right hands to break Sabre's attempts. Masta P half gets to his feet, but then collapses and staggers back, eventually slumping down in the corner to recuperate. Law hits a few more right hands to Sabre and then sends him into the ropes. A Spinning Wheel Kick sends Sabre crashing to the canvas. Law then springs up to the top rope. But as soon as he is up there, Outlaw tries to push him off, Law jumps up and little and opens his legs, he comes crashing down in what must be an extremely painful position.
Dawg: Did I just see that right? Did Law just crotch himself on the top rope?
Stanyer: It was either that, or be eliminated, which would you choose?
Dawg: Me? I'd probably have gotten myself eliminated, it wouldn't hurt anywhere near as much!!
Outlaw climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle and hooks Law's head, he then dives off backwards with an evil Super DDT. Back with Zion and King Volcano, the two men are back on their feet and now they are exchanging heavy right hands. King Volcano seems to gain the advantage and then spears Zion into the corner. He follows up with a few hard shoulder blocks. He then tries to whip Zion out of the corner, but the Dark Saviour reverses and then uses both hands to pull King Volcano into the corner he just left. Zion then delivers some hard right hands, and a few strong gut kicks. He then pulls King Volcano out of the corner and hooks him up for a Suplex. King Volcano sandbags the first attempt (Ten Second Countdown), but Zion the 2nd time, Zion shows awesome strength to lift King Volcano up for a Suplex, then the crowd let out a massive cheer as somehow, Zion holds King Volcano up there for about 3 seconds, then bring him down hard.
BUZZZ!!!! "Jesus Christ Superstar" hits, followed shortly by "Tougher than Leather" by Run DMC as the former European Champion, Austin Cain makes his way down to the ring.
Zion mounts King Volcano and begins to pound him with hard right hands, meanwhile, Sabre lifts The Perfect Outlaw up and plants him with a Brainbuster. Austin Cain stops before entering the ring and reaches under the apron to pull out a steel chair.
Stanyer: What the hell does Austin Cain want a Steel Chair for?
Dawg: To beat the living hell out of Masta P!! Why else?
Austin Cain slides into the ring and heads straight for Masta P. Sabre happens to be in the way, and takes a chair shot clean to the head. Cain ignores Zion Crest, who is pulling King Volcano to his feet. Masta P is just pulling himself up out of the corner, when he sees Cain heading straight for him. He reacts quickly, but not quickly enough as Cain's first swing connects. The 2nd chair shot puts Masta P on the mat. Cain then snaps and begins to beat the living hell out of Masta P with the Steel Chair. Referee Duane Dibley gets in the ring and tries to pull Cain away, but he gets tossed to one side, the other referees get into the ring and try to restrain him, they aren't very succesful, but Morgan Black does manage to pull the chair away from Cain, then the referee's back off to the outside.
Dawg: What the hell is wrong with these stupid referees? Cain wasn't doing anything wrong!!
Stanyer: They were protecting the health of Masta P!!! It's their job to make sure the wrestlers survive, as well as to call the match you know.
Dawg: Bah! The lot of them should be given the sack.
While Cain was trashing Masta P, Zion locks his arms around the giant waist of King Volcano and then takes him down with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Sabre is dragging a groggy Outlaw towards the corner of the ring. He hops onto the 2nd turnbuckle and hooks his head and then swings out, looking for a Tornado DDT. But Outlaw blocks it and stays on his feet. He then jumps up backwards onto the 2nd rope and then uses it to slingshot around to deliver a Tornado DDT of his own to Sabre. Zion has King Volcano on his feet once again, but two hard rights from King Volcano knock Zion Crest backwards. Zion moves back in to attack, but King Volcano scores with a swift Roundhouse Kick to the kidneys. He then snaps Zion's arm through his legs and then takes a deep breath before he brings Zion up onto his shoulder and then brings him down to earth with a Pump Handle Slam. Cain, now without his chair, pulls Masta P up to his feet and then sets him up for a Powerbomb. However, Masta P counters with a Back Body Drop, and gives himself a few moments to recover. King Volcano pulls Zion up and drags him over to the ropes, he tries to clothesline him over the top rope, but Zion hangs on and falls back into the ring. Outlaw seems to have recovered his senses and he seems to shout something to Austin Cain. The Phenomenon turns around and nods towards Outlaw. Both of them then go over towards Zion & King Volcano and try to lift them both over the top rope. (Ten Second Countdown) Cain and Outlaw are not having much luck getting the two big men over the top rope, but they are managing to avoid their retaliations.
BUZZZ!!! "Counterfeit God" by the Black Label Society hits the arena as the God himself, Nightshade steps through the entrance way. He immediately runs down the ramp and slides underneath the ropes into the ring.
Stanyer: Looks like Nightshade is going to give Cain and Outlaw a helping hand to eliminate Zion & King Volcano.
Dawg: Wouldn't you? They are serious threats to anyone who is in that ring with them.
Nightshade immediately starts to help out Cain and Outlaw, the two big men are beginning to go over, their feet leave the mat, but then they just manage to touch back down again, despite the best efforts of the three men. Sabre is just staggering to his feet, he suddenly seems to forget his pain and tiredness and joins the group trying to get Zion & King Volcano out of the ring. Zion & King Volcano are now close to going over, but they are still hanging on. Masta P is staggering to his feet, battered, bruised and bloody. Despite this, he still staggers over and helps everyone else to lift Zion & King Volcano over the top rope. With the strength of the 5 men, they finally manage to topple King Volcano over the top rope, and he takes Zion over with him. Two loud thuds accompanied by loud cheers signify that the two big men have been eliminated. Almost immediately, Masta P tries to lift Austin Cain over the top rope, but a quick reverse elbow cancels that idea. Nightshade clotheslines Outlaw down and then he and Sabre seem to make some sort of agreement between them. Cain whips Masta P to the ropes, but then bends down too early, as Masta P boots him clean in the face. Masta P then boots Cain in the face and then charges at him to smash him in the face with the Bling Bling (Test Big Boot). Masta P wipes the blood from his face and drags Cain to his feet and promptly throws him into the corner. He moves in and begins to batter him with hard lefts and rights. (Ten Second Countdown)Nightshade and Sabre pull Outlaw to his feet and whip him into the ropes. Then then launch him into the air near the ropes, trying to send him sailing over the top rope. But they mistime their move and Outlaw comes crashing down chest first on the top rope.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson hits the arena as the "King of Extreme", Hanibal, makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: The Extreme Champion doesn't look in the greatest of conditions.
Dawg: He was in a Stretcher Match earlier on, how do you think he feels?
Stanyer: Then again, Sabre was in that amazing Ladder Match earlier, and somehow, someway, he is still in this match, and still on both feet as well.
Dawg: The fact he is still in the match doesn't surprise me at all, the fact he is still on both feet, that's a different story.
Hanibal slides into the ring and he immediately goes after Masta P. He connects with a couple of right hands, taking him away from Austin Cain. But Masta P suddenly connects with a big knee to the gut and then grabs Hanibal by the head and promptly throws him over the top rope. Fortunately for Hanibal, he manages to grab the the middle rope and hangs on. Masta P doesn't realise this, and immediately goes back to stomping down Austin Cain. Hanibal touches the floor with one foot, but not with both, and then manages to pull himself back into the ring. Sabre and Nightshade pull Outlaw up and try to get him over the top rope, but Outlaw elbows them both out of the way and then he begins to fight back with alternating right hands to each of them. Masta P is pulling Austin Cain out of the corner and setting him up for a Suplex as Hanibal pulls himself back into the ring. Immediately Hanibal clubs Masta P across the back. He then delivers fast right hands and knife edge chops backing Masta P towards the ropes. Hanibal then tries to get Masta P over the top rope, but the Original Bad Boy uses his greater strength to keep himself in the ring. Suddenly Austin Cain joins Hanibal and the two of them manage to dump Masta P over the top rope to the floor. Much to the chagrin of the crowd. Outlaw delivered a DDT to Sabre, but when he tries to deliver the Perfect Backlash (Unprettier) to Nightshade, he pushes him into the ropes then as he bounces off, Shady boots him in the gut and then delivers Sulphurous Ash (Evenflow DDT). Shady then kneels down and trash talks Outlaw as he is laid out on the mat. (Ten Second Countdown) Hanibal strikes out at Austin Cain and doubles him over with a boot to the gut. Hanibal then grabs the head and turns him around so he can deliver a Neckbreaker.
BUZZZ!!!! "Dark Days" by Coal Chamber hits the arena as Solo steps through the curtain, the usual expression of misery on his face, despite picking up a win earlier against Suicide.
Stanyer: I smell trouble.
Dawg: Why?
Stanyer: Solo & Nightshade in the same ring, you realise what one of the last things that happened to Solo in the Slaughterhouse are? Nightshade breaking his neck!!! You think he just forgot about that?
Dawg: The way he is running now, I don't think so.
Solo charges down the ramp and slides into the ring. Instantly he attacks Nightshade and knocks him backwards with hard left and right hooks. Solo whips Nightshade into the ropes and then smashes him across the jaw with a stiff clothesline. Hanibal has Austin Cain on the ropes and is trying to get him over, but without much success. Solo mounts Nightshade and begins to choke him with both hands. It takes all of Nightshade's strength to push Solo off him. Sabre doesn't seem to be doing so well, as he is struggling to get to his feet, as is The Perfect Outlaw. Solo gives Shady a few kicks as he is getting to his feet, then hooks him up for a Suplex. But Shady gets in a few hard kidney punches and then he delivers the Suplex to Solo. Shady mounts Solo and batters his face with hard right hands. He then pulls Solo up to his feet and hits a European Uppercut, knocking Solo back into the ropes. Nightshade goes for a clothesline, hoping to knock Solo out of the ring, but he sidesteps it and Nightshade goes over the top rope, fortunately he hangs on to the ropes and rolls back underneath the bottom rope, unfortunately for Nightshade, Solo is waiting there with hard stomps to make sure he doesn't get back up. Austin Cain has managed to pull himself away from the ropes and he has Hanibal in the corner. He delivers a few hard knife edge chops and then lifts him up to the top rope. He climbs up with him and then pulls him right up to the top rope where he delivers a big Superplex. (Ten Second Countdown) Outlaw and Sabre are both just struggling to their feet while Solo delivers a Back Breaker to Nightshade and Austin Cain snaps on a Camel Clutch to Hanibal.
BUZZZ!!!!!"Rock Superstar" by Cypress Hill hits the arena and the crowd rises in unison, guessing who is about to appear.
Stanyer: I know we are getting some special guests tonight, but I didn't expect HIM to appear.
Dawg: Neither did I, it's an honour that he even agreed to enter the PWF's Rumble.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome one of our guest stars in this years Rumble, the Man, the Myth, the Legend, THIS IS KEN KIDO!!!!!!!!!!!!
The two announcers just stare at each other puzzled, the crowd sounds puzzled as well, but there he is, walking through the entrance way, Ken Kido himself.
Stanyer: We appear to have made an error.
Dawg: An error? That's way beyond an error. Way, WAY beyond an error.
Ken Kido gives a silly wave to the crowd and then charges down the ramp and slides into the ring. As he does so, Outlaw and Sabre are exchanging right hands. Outlaw connects with a big right hand and Sabre staggers away backwards. Ken Kido slides into the ring and then charges straight at Sabre, who simply sidesteps him. Ken Kido charges straight into the ropes and goes sailing over the top rope and crashes down on the mat. The crowd simply starts laughing at Ken Kido, in fact they continue laughing at him as he trudges up the aisle, defeated.
Stanyer: We must all congratulate Ken Kido, I do believe he has set a new record.
Dawg: The shortest ever appearance in a PWF Rumble, that's gotta get him an award of some kind.
Outlaw and Sabre stare at what Ken Kido just did for a moment, and then Outlaw turns back to Sabre and connects with a right hand. Sabre comes back with a knee to the gut and then suddenly he decides to try and pull Outlaw's mask off. Fighting to retain his identity, Outlaw counters with a knee to Sabre's groin, immobilising him. Austin Cain still had the Camel Clutch locked in when Kido went over the top rope, even he couldn't resist laughing, but it did cause him to relex his grip on Hanibal, and the Canadian pulls himself away. Cain springs to his feet and hits Hanibal with a couple of right hands and then whips him into the ropes, but Hanibal reverses and then as Cain comes off the ropes, he delivers a picture perfect Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker. Solo is lifting Nightshade onto the top rope, he climbs up himself and delivers a hard right hand before he starts to lift him onto his back in a Fireman's Carry position. He's clearly trying to deliver a Super Samoan Drop, but Nightshade escapes and lands on his feet. He then lifts Solo up off the turnbuckle and carries him on his shoulders for a moment before he delivers an Electric Chair Drop. (Ten Second Countdown) Nightshade takes some time out to recover. Outlaw has Sabre on the ropes and is trying to eliminate him, but without much luck. Hanibal has mounted Austin Cain and is giving him some vicious right hands.
BUZZZ!!!! "Psycho" by System of a Down hits the arena as a pissed off looking Inmate 61969 makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: I believe the phrase appropriate at this moment in time is "business is about to pick up".
Dawg: You made that one up yourself?
Stanyer: Very funny. Am I glad this is your last night.
Dawg: You never know, I might be able to convince the big boss to get rid of you, and let me do the colour commentary.
Stanyer: Dream on.
Inmate marches with a purpose and slides into the ring. He ignores the fact that Outlaw is trying to eliminate Sabre, he just grabs him and pulls him away. He smashes him in the face with three hard right hands and then takes him over to the corner where he slams his face into the turnbuckle. He spins Outlaw around and then starts to deliver hard and rapid body blows. Inmate finally hits an uppercut which sends Outlaw reeling up in the turnbuckle and then crashing down, slumping against the bottom pad. Sabre seems to have decided that if nobody wants to fight him, he'll quite happily stand out of the way. Hanibal has Austin Cain on his feet and scoops him up to deliver a simple Sidewalk Slam. He then climbs up to the top rope and he delivers goes for his old finishing move, the Hanibal Effect (Swanton Bomb), but Austin Cain rolls out of the way and Hanibal crashes into the mat. Cain is up like lightning and as Hanibal staggers into him, he pushes him up with a Body Press and then brings him down with the Phenomenon (Body Press Neckbreaker). Cain then takes a moment to recover. Nightshade has Solo in the corner and is stomping a Mudhole in him. He pulls him to his feet and gives him a Snap Suplex. Inmate pulls Outlaw out of the corner and sends him into the ropes. He then charges and crushes him with a Power Clothesline. Inmate paces around his enemy, deciding what to do next. Nightshade hung onto the Suplex he delivered and pulls Solo up so he can deliver a 2nd Snap Suplex. Cain is just getting to his feet and he pulls a groggy Hanibal up and tries to get him over the top rope, but he isn't having much luck. (Ten Second Countdown) Nightshade hung on once again and pulls Solo up, this time he goes to lift him up differently, perhaps going for a Front Suplex, but whatever he was trying, Solo escapes and lands on his feet. He swiftly boots Nightshade in the gut and then gives him some Painful Memories. Nightshade staggers around the ring for a moment, until Solo tosses him over the top rope to the floor.
BUZZZZ!!!!!! "Come out and Play" by Offspring hits the arena as Silas Parish makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: There goes the last Slaughterhouse World Champion, he will NOT be pleased about it.
Dawg: Especially as Solo eliminated him, the last thing he wanted.
Stanyer: I think Parish will do well in this Rumble, he'll be looking to make up for his defeat earlier on.
Parish slides into the ring and immediately attacks Solo, who was trash talking the fallen Nightshade. Parish hits a pair of hard right hands and then tries to whip Solo to the ropes, but he reverses it and Parish comes off the ropes. Solo goes for a clothesline, but Parish easily ducks underneath it and then comes off the ropes a 2nd time to score with a Flying Forearm. Inmate has Outlaw against the ropes and is trying to get him over the top rope, but he isn't having much luck. Hanibal has managed to stop Cain from getting him over the top rope and now has the advantage, hitting a pair of right hands. He boots him in the gut and then delivers the Ego Trip (Fisherman's Buster DDT). Inmate pulls Outlaw away from the ropes and goes behind him and delivers a very sloppy German Suplex, which probably hurt like hell. Inmate stomps on Outlaw a couple of times and then mounts him to deliver some hard right hands. Meanwhile, Parish mounts Solo and delivers some hard right hands, until Solo pushes him away. Parish gets to his feet and comes off the ropes to drill Solo face first into the mat with the Ego Buster (Running Bulldog). All this time, Sabre has been sitting in the corner, staying out of harms way. Inmate drags Outlaw to his feet, but gets caught with a cheap low blow. Outlaw then grabs both of Inmate's arms from behind, twists him around and delivers the Perfect Imperfection (Unprettier). Hanibal has Cain in the corner and is stomping him down. Parish pulls Solo to his feet and is delivering a volley of right hands when he is struck down by a hard chair shot to the back. It's Nightshade, in the ring illegally. Nightshade then cracks the chair over Solo's head, flooring him. Nightshade drops the chair and pulls Solo up, setting him up for Sulphurous Ash, when referee's flood the ring to pulls him away.(Ten Second Countdown) Solo staggers backwards into the ropes, and then suddenly Sabre springs out of the corner he's been hiding in and charges at Solo, clotheslining him over the top rope.
BUZZZ!!!! "Shutdown" by Pitchshifter hits the arena as Sandstorm makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: Sandstorm looks a bit beat up, then again, so does everyone who took part in that Ladder match. I'm amazed that any of them managed to make it out here.
Dawg: It's the prize, whatever that might be, we don't know this year.
Stanyer: I'd presume it would be a shot at one of the World Titles, the traditional prize is a shot at the World Title at The End of the World, I see no reason to change that.
Dawg: But whatever the prize might be, they know it's worth it, that's why they keep on fighting.
Sandstorm slides into the ring and he goes straight for Sabre. Despite the rest, the Australian is still very tired and isn't quite as sharp as he was at the beginning of the night. Sandstorm scores with a pair of quick right hands and then delivers a gut kick before whipping Sabre to the ropes. He then plants Sabre with a hard sidewalk slam. Hanibal has Austin Cain up onto his shoulders, preparing to deliver the Hardcore Hangover. But Austin Cain wriggles free and drops behind Hanibal. He goes for a German Suplex, but Hanibal blocks it and spins around. He hooks the head of Austin Cain and looks for a Reverse DDT, but Cain counters and twists out before snapping Hanibal into a Belly to Belly. He then launches an awesome Belly to Belly Suplex which sends Hanibal over the top rope and crashing down to the floor below. Austin Cain then drops to his knees to get some rest. Outlaw has Inmate on the ropes and is trying to get him over the top rope. Despite taking Outlaw's finisher, Inmate is finding the strength to keep himself in the ring from somewhere. Sandstorm has Sabre in the corner and is levelling him with left and right hands. He then pulls him out and lifts him over his shoulders, but Sabre slides down the back and pushes Sandstorm face first into the turnbuckle. Sabre then spins Sandstorm around and whips him to the opposite turnbuckle. He charges in and goes for a Jumping Body Splash, but Sandstorm launches himself out of the corner and takes Sabre out of mid-air with a stiff clothesline. (Ten Second Countdown) Austin has decided that he needs no more rest as he drags Outlaw away from Inmate and delivers a snap German Suplex. Inmate collapses down against the ropes, still in the ring.
BUZZZ!!!! "Kung Fu Fighting" hits and a loud cheer rings around the arena as one third of Team Brutal Force, Leroy Greene makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: The first member of Brutal Force makes an appearance, and we are at the halfway point in this Rumble.
Dawg: Feels like it's been going on forever.
Leroy slides into the ring and immediately goes after Inmate, scoring with a pair of quick kicks to the chest. He then pulls Inmate up to his feet and delivers a high Roundhouse that almost knocks Inmate over the top rope. Leroy then comes off the opposite ropes, Inmate sidesteps out of the way, but just too early, as Leroy breaks out of his sprint just in time to stop himself going over the top rope. Inmate scores with a hard right hand, but Leroy ducks the 2nd and sweeps Inmate's legs from underneath him, then springboards off the 2nd rope into a Leg Drop. Meanwhile, Sandstorm pulls Sabre up and holds him so he can deliver some hard knees to his get. He then lifts the doubled over Sabre up onto his shoulders and then executes The Mummification (Rack Pancake). Sandstorm decides to torture Sabre and locks on the Infinite Rest (Dragon Sleeper). Cain has Outlaw in the corner and delivers a couple of quick right hands. He then pulls him out of the corner and hooks him around the waist, looking for a Belly to Belly. But Outlaw claps Cain's ears to break the hold, he then boots Cain in the gut and plants him with a DDT. Suddenly, Parish appears from nowhere and clubs Cain down with a big clothesline.
Dawg: Where did he come from?
Stanyer: He's not been eliminated, I guess he found himself somewhere to rest for a while, you can't be eliminated if nobody is fighting you.
Parish stomps down Cain and then drags him to his feet and takes him over to the ropes. He delivers a few hard right hands and then tries to push him over the top rope, but Cain has a firm grip on the ropes. Leroy is on the top rope, waiting for Inmate to get up, as soon as he is standing, Leroy flies off and knocks Inmate down with a Spinning Wheel Kick. (Ten Second Countdown) While Parish is trying to get Cain out of the ring, Outlaw suddenly joins him and gives him a helping hand.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Toxicity" by System of a Down hits the arena.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome our 2nd special guest for the evening, he hails from Calgari, Alberta, Canada. Weighing 225lbs, "The Canadian Assassin" RIOT!!!!!!
Riot steps through the curtain to a loud cheer, he then makes his way down to the ring.
Riot races down the aisle and slides into the ring. He sees Outlaw and Parish trying to get Austin Cain out of the ring, and he joins in by lifting Outlaw up, Cain goes over the top rope, but hangs onto the ropes, but Outlaw has no such luck, he is carried by Cain's momentum and crashes down on the cold, hard mats outside of the ring. Parish immediately strikes out at Riot, but he's expecting it, and dodges it easily. Riot comes back a volley of forearms and then whips Parish into the ropes. He then knocks him down with a stooping Reverse Elbow. Leroy has Inmate up, but suddenly #61969 boots Leroy hard in the gut and then gives him the Death Sentence (Stone Cold Stunner). Both men collapse to the mat. Sandstorm now has Sabre in the corner and is lifting him up to the top rope. He then climbs up with him, but then Sabre lashes out with an evil low blow. Sandstorm drops slowly to the canvas while Sabre climbs to his feet. He then delivers a perfect 450 Splash to Sandstorm, and both men stay down. Austin Cain manages to pull himself back into the ring, and then pulls himself away from the battles in the ring. Riot and Parish are the only two fighting at the moment, everyone else is out on the mat. Riot has Parish in the corner and gives him some hard gut kicks. He then whips him to the opposite corner and follows him in, but Parish lifts both feet up to catch him in the face. Riot turns away and Parish goes for the Ego Buster, but Riot ducks it and then boots Parish in the gut. He then looks for "The Disposable Hero" (Double Underhook Piledriver), but Parish manages to counter it with a Back Body Drop. Parish waits for Riot to get up and then boots him in the gut, he goes for the Downfall, but Riot pushes him into the ropes and then takes him down by the arm and locks in "The Struggle Within" (Crippler Crossface). (Ten Second Countdown).
Stanyer: Look at that, everyone is out on the mat, either tired, beat-up, or in the case of Riot and Parish, in a submission hold.
Dawg: Looks like easy pickings for whoever is next.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Do you call my name" by RA hits the speakers as the recently reinstated gWo member, Jason Hunt steps through the curtain. The crowd boos loudly as Hunt paces down to the ring, with what seems to be the gWo trademark, an arrogant smile on his face.
Dawg: What can I say? Hunt should have it easy for a while, which is more than can be said for everyone else, who look like hell.
Stanyer: Unbelievably, the #1 entrant, Sabre, is STILL in the ring, he always seems to just avoid being eliminated, doesn't he?
Dawg: Pure Talent, what can I say? You can't get better than Sabre.
Hunt rolls into the ring and looks around, deciding who to attack. He ignores Riot, who still has the Crossface on Parish, although he is fighting it. Hunt heads over to Austin Cain, the man who has been in there the 2nd longest amount of time. Cain starts to drag himself to his feet, but Hunt instantly boots him in the gut and then nails a pair of quick right hands. Hunt delivers a perfect Snap Suplex to Cain. Sabre and Sandstorm are both struggling to their feet, Hunt sees this and heads over towards them. Sandstorm pushes Sabre into the corner and delivers two right hands before Hunt clubs him across the back. Hunt then lifts Sandstorm up and plants him with a Back Drop. Hunt then exchanges a few words with Sabre and the Australian staggers out of the corner and helps Sandstorm up. Hunt lifts Sandstorm up to his feet and then lifts him up for what looks like a Back Drop, but he holds him there and allows Sabre to hook the head for a Double Team Neckbreaker. Parish has somehow managed to escape Riot's crossface and they are both getting to their feet. Riot pushes Parish away and then delivers two hard gut kicks. Riot then pushes Parish back and trys to clothesline Parish over the top rope. Parish goes over, but he wraps himself around the top rope and manages to land on the apron. Riot goes for a right hand, but Parish drops down and rolls under the bottom rope. Riot stamps on his chest a couple of times and then places his foot on his face, lifting himself up via the ropes to crush Parish's face. Leroy and Inmate are both getting to their feet. Inmate is in psycho mode however and clubs Leroy with hard left and right hands pushing him back into the corner. Inmate continues the onslaught until he lifts Leroy up to the top rope. Inmate then turns around and pulls Leroy up off the top rope, over his shoulder and brings him down with a vicious slam. (Ten Second Countdown) Hunt and Sabre and both stomping down Sandstorm in the corner while Parish is struggling to his feet. Riot looks to deliver a German Suplex to Parish, but he suddenly counters with the Downfall (Diamond Cutter).
BUZZZ!!!! "The Messanjah" by POD hits the arena as Grimm heads down to the ring.
Stanyer: The two gWo members teamed together could do a lot of damage in that ring, one of them needs to be eliminated as quickly as possible, or this could turn into a rout very quickly.
Dawg: Of course, that's obviously their plan, eliminate everyone else, then they can battle each other for victory. And why not I say.
Grimm slides into the ring and he immediately goes after Riot, the man who eliminated his former Tag Team partner, Hanibal. He delivers a few quick right hands to Hanibal and then slams his face into the turnbuckle. He follows up with more hard right hands and then pulls Riot out of the turnbuckle so he can whip him into the ropes. Grimm then takes Riot down with a Flying Knee to the face. He then mounts Riot and pounds his face with hard right hands. Inmate has dragged the near unconcious Leroy Greene to his feet and is trying to get him over the top rope, but not having much luck, as Leroy seems to have just enough strength to hang on. Hunt and Sabre pull Sandstorm up, but he suddenly pushes both gWo men away and then he starts to hit them both with alternating right hands. He whips the crowd up into a frenzy, but they are suddenly quietened when Hunt manages to counter with a knee to the gut. Sabre then scores with a hard uppercut, which puts Sandstorm on his knees. Parish is struggling to his feet, and crawls out of harms way, just like Sabre did earlier. Grimm pulls Riot up and then drives him into his knee with a hard backbreaker. He then delivers a hard elbow drop. Sabre climbs to the top rope, while Hunt has Sandstorm in position for a Powerbomb. Hunt flips Sandstorm up, and then hands him to Sabre, who dives off with an awesome Superbomb. Sabre hurts himself doing the move and stays down, Sandstorm looks like he is unconcious. Hunt tries to lift him up, but he is dead weight, and he doesn't bother trying again. Grimm has Riot on his feet again and sets him up for a Piledriver. Riot counters with a Back Body Drop and then the Canadian Assassin pulls himself together. He sneaks behind Grimm and waits for him to stand before going for the "Fade to Black" (Tazzmission), but Grimm counters with a hard elbow, and a 2nd. He then turns around and then whips Riot into the ropes. Grimm then plants Riot with a hard Spinebuster (Ten Second Countdown). Hunt sees Parish trying to stay out of harms way and goes over to give him a few hard stomps. Inmate is delivering right hands to try and get Leroy over the top rope, finally he acheives his goal, but Leroy lands on the apron. Inmate swings with a right hand, but Leroy blocks it and then retaliates with one of his own before getting back into the ring.
BUZZZ!!!! "Cocoa Criminal" hits the arena and we know that it can be only one man.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome our third guest for tonights Rumble, hailing from Hollywood, California, he weighs in at 245lbs, this is SILVERBELLS!!!!!"
The crowd lets out a loud cheer, then confusion rains, as it is not Silverbells who comes out of the entrance way, but the man, the myth, the legend, Ken Kido!!!! A few seconds later, a very confused looking Silverbells steps through the entrance way.
Stanyer: Well, we'll welcome Silverbells into this years Rumble, a man whose currently wrestling down at Flaming Pig Wrestling. But what the hell is Ken Kido doing out here?
Dawg: What you looking at me for? I have no idea what Ken Kido is doing whatsoever.
Ken Kido races down the aisle and slides into the ring, once again Sabre is staggering to his feet and Ken Kido summons him to get to his feet. He charges at Sabre, who, once again, simply sidesteps Ken Kido. Except this time, Ken Kido stops himself from going over the ropes. He taps the side of his head to show that he is thinking this time, but as he turns around, Sabre promptly Superkicks him and Ken Kido goes sailing over the top rope, not that it matters this time. Sabre (along with the crowd) starts laughing at Ken Kido, when Silverbells suddenly rolls into the ring and heads straight for Sabre. Caught totally unawares, Silverbells easily tosses Sabre over the top rope, but miraculously, Sabre grabs the bottom rope and somehow manages to land on only one foot, the other suspended in the air. Silverbells looks stunned for a moment, then tries to do something about it, but Hunt intervenes and knocks Silverbells out of the way with a hard right hand. Sabre somehow manages to pull himself back into the ring, after his miracle escape. Leroy is trying to knock Inmate out with some vicious kicks, and then launches into a lightning fast volley of kicks, all part of a set maneouvre known as the "First Strike". One big kick puts Inmate on his backside. Austin Cain is on his feet and he grabs Leroy from behind and spins him around. Leroy attempts a Spin Kick, but Cain catches the leg and then delivers a nasty Dragon Screw. Grimm has Riot up on the top turnbuckle. He scoops him up across his chest and holds him there for a moment, and then delivers the Super Fallaway Slam. Sandstorm is finally getting to his feet, but Parish intercepts him and begins to hit hard right hands, but Sandstorm counters and drop toe holds Parish throat first into the middle rope. Silverbells is being hammered with hard rights and lefts in the corner, when Sandstorm comes to his aid and knocks Hunt out of the way. Sandstorm begins to pound Hunt with left and right hands, and then boots him in the gut. He then plants him with The Mirage (Cradle DDT). Sabre goes after Silverbells and scores with a pair of knife edge chops, but Silverbells comes out with a hard knee to the gut. He then hooks Sabre up and knocks him out with "Quiksilver" (Fisherman's Suplex into face-first Falcon Arrow). Austin Cain then attacks him from behind and snaps on a Sleeper Hold and takes him down to his knees. (Ten Second Countdown) Leroy is getting up holding his left leg, Parish goes after him and begins to kick the leg of Leroy Greene, weakening it. Meanwhile, Sandstorm is stomping away at Hunt.
BUZZZ!!!!! "Where's your head at?" by Basement Jaxx hits the speakers as the other half of DUX, Lincoln Jansen makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: Silverbells is starting to hold his own in this match now, thank god we don't have to hear the guy sing.
Dawg: I agree, I don't know why anyone lets him do it in the first place, he's clearly terrible. And why does he wear that stupid mask?
Stanyer: Who knows what goes on in the mind of Silverbells. Anyway, terrible singers are always popular, look at Liam Gallagher.
Dawg: Point taken.
LJ makes his way down to the ring and slides in, but he isn't quite sure who to go after. Then an opportunity presents itself, as Inmate is struggling to his feet. LJ scores with a quick volley of right hands, and then he finds out just how hard the ex-con can hit, as he takes a vicious straight right hand from Inmate. LJ staggers around the ring for a moment. Inmate charges at him, looking for a clothesline, but LJ moves out of the way, Inmate just manages to stop himself by the ropes. But then LJ delivers a dropkick to the back of his head and Inmate goes over the top rope. LJ celebrates eliminating Inmate, until Parish hooks him from behind and delivers a Reverse DDT. Silverbells fights to his feet and pulls Austin Cain up with him, he delivers a few elbows to the gut and breaks free. He then whips Cain to the ropes, but he goes down too early and takes a boot to the face. Cain then goes for a clothesline, but Silverbells ducks it and then he turns around and boots Cain in the gut. He then scoops him up for a Powerbomb and then runs and shockingly Powerbombs Cain clean over the top rope to the floor. Silverbells then collapses, simply because he used up too much energy pulling off the move. Grimm is about to deliver the Fear Factor (Diving Reverse DDT) to Riot, when he breaks out of the hold, and then delivers a cheap low blow. Grimm collapses on the canvas holding his genitalia. Riot then begins to climb to the top rope. He then dives off with "Con-Air" (Benoit Diving Headbutt), and lands perfectly on Grimm's chest. Parish is beating down LJ near the corner, and then sets him up for a Piledriver, but LJ suddenly counters and Back Drops Parish up and over the top rope. And LJ scores his 2nd elimination is as many minutes. (Ten Second Countdown) On the other side of the ring, Hunt is struggling to his feet after The Mirage, Sabre has been scoop slammed by Sandstorm and is climbing to the top rope. Perhaps Sandstorm was looking for the Optical Illusion, we won't know as Sabre suddenly springs to his feet, revealing that he was playing possum, and runs up the turnbuckle. He quickly snaps Sandstorm over with the Sabre-canranna.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Debonaire" by Dope hits and we all know who is coming next. The crowd goes insane as Homicide steps through the curtain. We also see Austin Cain being carried out on a stretcher as he walks down the aisle.
Stanyer: The Rumble is hotting up now, Homicide will be out for a bit of revenge after being beaten by Hunt earlier tonight.
Dawg: Cleanly beaten I might add, he didn't even need the help of the gWo.
Stanyer: Yes, I know, I'll give him that much, he did do it on his own.
Dawg: What happened to Austin Cain?
Stanyer: He got Powerbombed over the top rope by Silverbells, we saw that, but I didn't know he'd been hurt, too busy watching the Rumble, I'll see if I can find out what's wrong with him.
Hunt immediately perks up when he realises who is coming down the aisle. Homicide paces to the ring, ripping off the bandana and long jacket that he wears to the ring and leaving them in the aisle. Hunt goes to meet Homicide with a right hand, but he blocks it and sends Hunt reeling with a hard right of his own. Homicide then lays into Hunt knocking him towards the corner of the ring. He delivers a few gut kicks, a few right hands, the odd body punch, then he delivers a couple of shoulder blocks, all at high speed, and all with as much force as he can manage. Riot gets to his feet and pulls Grimm up with him. He delivers a hard right hand and knocks him backwards. He delivers another right hand and knocks him closer to the ropes. He hits a third right hand and knocks Grimm into the ropes. Riot then charges and goes for a clothesline, but Grimm ducks down and Riot is backdropped up into the air, but he has hold of the top rope and lands on the apron, almost slipping. He then grabs Grimm from behind and spins him around. He delivers a hard right hand and then hooks him up for a Suplex. He lifts him up and then drops him outside of the ring behind him, just hanging onto the ropes with one hand. He turns to get back into the ring, when LJ runs and dropkicks him in the gut, knocking him off the apron and to the outside. LJ picks up his third elimination. But he doesn't have long to celebrate as he gets in the way of Homicide. Who grabs him and tosses him clean over the top rope and crashing down to the floor. Silverbells has been battling with Leroy Greene for the past couple of minutes. He now has him in the turnbuckle and tries to whip him out, but Leroy counters and pulls Silverbells back towards him into a big knee to the gut. Leroy then steps over Silverbell's arm and delivers a Mule Kick to his face. Sandstorm struggles to his feet, but Sabre grabs him and then delivers a Brainbuster, leaving him out again. Homicide plants Hunt with a hard spinebuster and then mounts him, giving him hard left and right hands. He drags him up and whips him to the ropes, and the charges at him with a clothesline, but Hunt moves out of the way and then catches Homicide with a kick to the back of the head, knocking him over the top rope, but he manages to land on the apron and roll back in. (Ten Second Countdown) Sabre leaves Sandstorm and heads over the ring to help out Hunt, but suddenly Leroy Greene lashes out with a Roundhouse Kick and Sabre is sent reeling backwards, he bounces off the ropes, hits the canvas and then rolls out of the ring, landing in front of the announcing tables.
BUZZZZ!!!!! "Pain" by Soulfly hits the arena as the Hardcore Chair-Swinging Freak, Splinter makes his way down to the ring, carrying a Steel Chair .
Stanyer: It's a shame Hanibal has been eliminated, as I'd like to see Splinter and Hanibal get it on again.
Dawg: Sabre isn't eliminated is he? He's on the floor, outside of the ring.
Stanyer: No, he's quite safe, he went under the bottom rope, not over the top rope, he hasn't been eliminated.
Dawg: Thank god for that.
Splinter rolls into the ring and then immediately cracks Leroy Greene over the head with the Steel Chair. Sandstorm was getting to his feet, but he takes a chairshot to the head as well. He is tempted to go after Homicide and Hunt, then thinks better of it. He goes to deliver a chair shot to Silverbells, but he drops down and rolls out of the ring to avoid him. Splinter pulls Leroy up after dumping the chair on the mat. He hooks both arms and plants him with the Holocaust DDT onto the Steel Chair. He then leaves Leroy and pulls Sandstorm towards the corner. He gives a few quick right hands and then places the chair over his chest. He then climbs to the top turnbuckle and then he delivers the Reality Rift Splash, and Sandstorm takes his 2nd 450 Splash of the night. Hunt got in a few stomps to Homicide as he rolled back into the ring, and now he has him in the corner, delivering some hard shoulder blocks to soften him up. Hunt pulls Homicide out of the corner and then boots him in the gut, he goes for the Six Pack Revolver, but Homicide pulls himself out of the way. Homicide goes for a clothesline, but Hunt ducks it and scores with a Hangman's Neckbreaker. While the battle rages on inside the ring, Silverbells is on the outside and he has a steel chair. He cracks it over the head of Sabre, to a loud cheer from the crowd. He then rolls Sabre onto the makeshift announcers table.
Dawg: Oh no, not again.
Stanyer: Where's a spanish announcing team when you need one?
Dawg: We're AT the spanish announcers table, remember?
Stanyer: Shit ..
Silverbells then rolls back into the ring, he then begins to climb to the top rope. He stands on the top rope and summons the crowd to get behind him as he prepares for his big move. He soars off with the Box Office Blast (Rounding Splash). He eliminates himself from the Rumble, but he crushes Sabre and the Table, and leaves a serious mess. When we see Sabre close up, he is out cold, and blood is pouring from a head wound.
Stanyer: My God!!! Sabre is out cold, he is gone.
Dawg: What an idiot, he just eliminated himself!!!
Stanyer: He's an entertainer, and that's precisely what he just did, entertained everyone. I think you'll find that the crowd loved what he just did.
Dawg: Idiots.
An EMT crew makes it way down to ringside with a stretcher. In the ring, Splinter has Leroy Greene up and is trying to get him over the top rope, but without much luck. (Ten Second Countdown) Sabre is being loaded on a stretcher, while Silverbells is up and taking in the applause of the crowd as he makes his way back down the aisle. In the ring, Hunt has Homicide on the top rope and is attempting a Superplex, but Homicide pushes Hunt off and then climbs to his feet. Hunt gets up, and Homicide dives off taking him down with a Flying Clothesline.
BUZZZ!!!!!! "School of Hardknocks" by POD hits the arena.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome our 4th and final guest star in tonights Rumble, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at 240lbs, please welcome the current FMWF Iron Clad Champion, SHANE BALLARD!!!!!"
Shane Ballard steps through the curtain, the FMWF Iron Clad Title around his waist, he makes his way down to the ring taking in the cheers of the crowd. He hands the title to one of the referees before he gets into the ring. The EMT's are carrying Sabre on the stretcher around the ring.
Shane Ballard slides into the ring, as he does so, Leroy manages to push Splinter away from him, and get himself away from the ropes, but not for long as Shane charges in and clotheslines Leroy clean over the top rope. Before Splinter can even react, Shane turns around and whallops him in the face with a hard right hand. He backs it up with another pair and then sends Splinter into the ropes before he knocks him down with a hard clothesline. Homicide has Hunt up and locked into position for the Ethnic Cleanser (Release Tiger Suplex), but Hunt counters with a Mule Kick, Homicide doubles over, and Hunt delivers the Six Pack Revolver (FameAsser). Hunt then takes a moment to recover some energy. But Sandstorm doesn't let him, as he comes in to deliver deliver a couple of quick right hands. He then whips Hunt to the ropes and attempts a Tilt a Whirl Slam, but Hunt escapes and lands on his feet. He then boots Sandstorm in the gut and then locks both arms. He then delivers a hard Double Powerbomb. Shane has Splinter up and delivers a Snapmare, and then boots him hard in the back. He pulls him up and then lifts him up before delivering a perfect Side Suplex. He then gives Splinter a few stomps to make sure he stays down. Homicide pulls himself up and Hunt has to get to his feet again. Hunt scores with a couple of right hands and then he goes for the DownSizer, but Homicide clubs him across the back and then delivers a Gutwrench Powerbomb, drilling Hunt into the canvas. (Ten Second Countdown) Shane delivers a Back Breaker to Splinter and then climbs to the 2nd rope. He then dives off with a perfect Leg Drop.
BUZZZ!!!! "Gonna Fly Now" hits as one third of Team Brutal Force, the former Tag Champions, Barry Burton, makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: An excellent draw for Barry Burton, there are plenty of people who would have liked to make it in at #27.
Dawg: Where's Sabre? WHERE IS SABRE!!!! He should be back out here!!
Stanyer: He's gone, sorry, but he was out cold, and it didn't look like he'd be recovering anytime soon. I don't think we'll be seeing him again tonight.
Dawg: DAMMIT!! DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!!!!
Stanyer: Calm down, it's not the end of the world, your backup man, Hunt is still in the ring.
Dawg: Small consolation.
Barry Burton rolls into the ring and immediately takes a pair of right hands from Sandstorm. Sandstorm then whips him into the ropes, but he reverses and then he levels Sandstorm with a single straight right hand. Barry pulls Sandstorm and peppers him with hard right hands, knocking him flying backwards into the corner.
Dawg: Didn't those two used to be friends?
Stanyer: Hey, this is every man for himself, if Sandstorm didn't want to form an alliance, then he doesn't have to.
Barry lays into Sandstorm with a barrage of Body Punches, with one big right hand knocking Sandstorm down. Homicide pulls Hunt to his feet and then tries to get him over the top rope, Hunt desperately hangs on, fighting against Homicide's superior strength. Homicide hits a couple of right hands, and Hunt almost goes over, but the gWo man manages to get in a couple of punches of his own, and they both stay in the ring. Shane Ballard is manhandling Splinter, he plants him with a Sidewalk Slam and almost goes for a cover, but realises his error. He mounts Splinter and hammers him with right hands, suddenly Splinter rolls the two of them over and ends up on top, giving Shane Ballard hell with lefts and rights. Barry Burton shows amazing strength for a man of his size and easily gets Sandstorm over his shoulder, he then delivers a Running Powerslam. He stands over his former stablemate and drops a hard knee to the face. Hunt knocks Homicide back with a few right hands, but then Homicide lashes out with the Boston Haymaker, and knocks Hunt on his backside. Hunt struggles up, but Homicide locks his arms around his waist and then plants him with a side Belly to Belly Suplex. Homicide then holds Hunt down so he can deliver fast punches to his face. Barry has Sandstorm up and lifts him up onto the top rope, he climbs up and sets him up for a Superplex, but then Sandstorm delivers a few kidney punches, and then pushes Barry's head down, he stands up and then delivers a Sunset Flip Powerbomb off the top turnbuckle. Barry rolls around holding the back of his head. (Ten Second Countdown) Splinter has Shane up and hooks his head and runs up the turnbuckle to deliver the Lay Out (Top rope Bulldog).
BUZZZZ!!!!!! "Blood Stained" by Judas Priest hits the arena and Kilgore steps through the curtain, showing no expression on his face as always.
Dawg: What number are we up to again?
Stanyer: Kilgore is #28.
Dawg: And how many are there in the Rumble?
Stanyer: 35, and before you ask, there are 7 people left to enter.
Dawg: Come on Hunt, you've only got to get rid of 1..2..3..4. 11 .12!! Twelve people, and you've won. You can do it!!
Stanyer: That's odd, I make it 13.
Dawg: Oops, forgot to count Kilgore .
Kilgore steps through the ropes and calmly paces into the middle of the ring. He sees Splinter and bludgeons him with a clubbing forearm. Splinter bounces up off the canvas and hits a few right hands, knocking Kilgore back. He whips Kilgore to the ropes, but he comes back and flips Splinter over with the Kitchen Sink. Kilgore pulls Splinter up and grabs him around the waist, he then launches him up in the air before bringing him crashing down over his knee in a variation on the Backbreaker. Splinter rolls away holding his back. Homicide has finally left Hunt and is now attacking Shane Ballard. He delivers a Scoop Slam and then climbs onto the 2nd turnbuckle. He dives off with a stiff elbow to the chest. Shane starts to get to his feet, but Homicide kicks him a few times as he does so. Homicide then delivers a simple Sidewalk Slam. Sandstorm gets to his feet as does Hunt, Barry is still down. Sandstorm connects with a few right hands, knocking him back towards the ropes, Sandstorm then tries to get Hunt over the top rope. Hunt is weak, and Sandstorm does get him over the top rope, but Hunt hangs onto the ropes and drops back down through the middle and bottom ropes. Sandstorm gives him a few kicks as he is trying to get up. Sandstorm then lifts Hunt up and over his shoulder, looking for the Anubis Driver, but Hunt escapes and lands behind Sandstorm. He delivers a few forearms to the back and then grabs him in a Full Nelson, before deliver an evil Release Dragon Suplex. Sandstorm stays down clutching his head. Kilgore picks Splinter up and casually throws him into the corner. He follows in and gives him a barrage of hard right hands. He then pulls Splinter out and locks in a Full Nelson, he then delivers the Black Sun (Full Nelson into modified Michinoku Driver. Homicide is picking Shane Ballard up after another attack, but sudddenly he breaks free of Homicide's grip, and scores with a pair of right hands. (Ten Second Countdown) Shane then boots Homicide in the gut and sets him between his legs. He raises his arms to the crowd, who give a mixed response. He then delivers the Ballard Bomb (Powerbomb to Facebuster).
BUZZZZ!!!! "Jumpdafuckup" by Soulfly hits as Suicide makes his way down to the ring.
Dawg: Suicide doesn't look too great, he took a beating in his match with Solo.
Stanyer: But he gave Solo just as much as he took, let's not forget that.
Dawg: Did he win?
Stanyer: Well. no, but .
Dawg: No buts, he lost, and that's that.
Suicide slides into the ring and looks around for someonet to pick a fight with. Fortunately for him, Barry Burton is just picking himself up off the mat, the big Powerbomb from Sandstorm really doing some damage. Suicide gives him some hard right hands and then whips him into the ropes. Suicide then picks Barry up over his head with a Military Press and then aggressively tosses him over the top rope to the outside. Suicide picks up an early victory. Hunt surprises Suicide with a blow to the back of the head. He then follows it up by slamming his head into the turnbuckle. Hunt then delivers a couple of right hands, but Suicide ducks one and reverses the positions. He then unleashes a volley of quick right hands. Suicide pulls Hunt out of the corner and then delivers a Gordbuster to Hunt. Homicide is struggling to his feet while Shane Ballard is engaged in a fist fight with Kilgore. The bigger man, Kilgore gets the advantage and he whips Shane into the ropes, he then launches him high into the air with a one man Flapjack. Splinter is finally up, and Homicide is also getting up. Splinter grabs Homicide and hooks both arms, looking for the Holocaust DDT, but Homicide pushes him away into the ropes and then flattens him with a stiff clothesline. Sandstorm is struggling to his feet, Suicide goes towards him and connects with a hard right hand, he then twists him around and sets him up for The Effect (Stinger Death Drop), but Hunt locks a waistlock on Suicide. He tries for a German Suplex, but without much luck, Suicide elbows him away and then turns to face Hunt. A swift boot to the gut and then Suicide delivers The Effect to Hunt. Kilgore has Shane Ballard up in a Military Press and goes to toss him over the top rope, just as Suicide did to Barry, but Shane escapes and drops down the back of Kilgore. He delivers a few blows to the back and then goes for a German Suplex, Kilgore blocks the first one, but Shane summons up all his strength to make sure he hits this German Suplex. (Ten Second Countdown) Homicide pulls Splinter up, but he squeezes in a low blow and then he flips up Homicide, looking like he'll deliver a Hurricanranna, then bringing him down with the Splinter Driver (Hurricanranna to X-Factor). Suicide is giving Hunt some trash talk when Sandstorm blindsides him with a blow to the head.
BUZZZZ!!!! "Drag you down" by Finger Eleven hits as Venom steps through the curtain and makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: The action is really hotting up now as we now know there are only 5 more men to enter the ring. We can guess at who they are, but we have no idea who will appear in what order.
Dawg: Except that Davey K will be the last one to enter.
Stanyer: The only definite thing we do know. I'm receiving a report now, it's concerning Austin Cain. He's apparantely been taken to a local medical facility with what is being described to be as a serious neck injury. We'll hopefully be able to update you later tonight.
Dawg: Doesn't sound good for the guy. Bad timing.
Venom climbs into the ring and he goes over to Shane Ballard and drags him off his feet. He nails him with a hard right hand and backs him into the ropes. He immediately tries to get him over the top rope, but Shane comes back a few punches to knock Venom back. Shane then rocks Venom backwards with punch after punch, but then Venom scores with a big knee to the gut. Venom then holds Shane so he can deliver a vicious European Uppercut. Meanwhile, Sandstorm had blindsided Suicide and is giving him some hard punches in the corner. Sandstorm tries to whip Suicide out of the corner, but he reverses and then pulls Sandstorm back to hit a short-arm clothesline. Splinter has Homicide against the ropes and is trying to get him over the top rope. He almost does it, then suddenly Homicide headbutts him. Splinter staggers around for a moment, then Homicide grabs him by the throat and delivers a Chokeslam. Splinter staggers up to his feet and Homicide then tosses him over the top rope and eliminates him. Homicide then heads over to Hunt. Suicide places Sandstorm over the bottom rope and uses his knee to choke him. Venom lifts Shane up for a Vertical Suplex and then holds him there for a good ten seconds before bring him down hard. Shane starts to get up, but Venom boots him in the face and then places his head between his legs and sets him up for a Piledriver. He jumps up to drive Shane's head into the canvas. Homicide was on his way to Hunt when Kilgore clubs him across the back. Kilgore then turns Homicide around and backs him into a corner with a volley of hard right hands. (Ten Second Countdown) Kilgore then lifts Homicide up to the top turnbuckle. Hunt is just about up and he sees what Kilgore is doing to Homicide and shouts something to him. Hunt quickly positions himself behind Kilgore, who lifts Homicide off the turnbuckle by his legs and then falls backwards, Hunt grabs the head and completes the 3D off the top turnbuckle.
BUZZZZ!!!! "Golgotha" by Embodyment hits the arena as the Hardcore Christian makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: Excellent draw for Golgotha, #31, he has to be one of the favourites to win it now.
Dawg: With the combination of his talent, and his luck of the draw, and lets not forget that god is on his side, he has an excellent chance of emerging the victor in this contest.
Golgotha enters the ring and he doesn't seem to care about anyone else he goes straight to Sandstorm. Suicide is stomping him down in the corner, Golgotha joins in to give him a hand. Suicide looks at Golgotha for a moment, then continues the assault. They both pull Sandstorm up and Golgotha sets him up for a Powerbomb. Suicide helps as they deliver an violent Double Powerbomb. Suicide then lashes out at Golgotha, knocking him into the corner. Suicide then lays into Golgotha, but the Hardcore Christian blocks a punch and then delivers a knee to the gut. Golgotha pulls Suicide away from the corner and then plants him with a DDT. Hunt is stomping down Homicide as he lays flat out on the mat when Kilgore grabs Hunt and tries to throw him over the top rope. Hunt grabs the ropes just in time to stop himself from going over. He dodges Kilgores follow up attack and delivers a quick volley of right hands. He then tries to eliminate Kilgore, but promptly gets pushed away, halfway across the ring. Venom is giving Shane Ballard rapid fire right hands as he lays out on the mat. Venom pulls him up and tries to get him over the top rope, but Shane won't have it, and battles to keep himself in the contest. Golgotha pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and tries to get him over the top rope, but Sandstorm hangs onto the ropes and keeps himself in the match. Hunt gets to his feet, only to be knocked straight back down when Kilgore runs straight through him. Kilgore then pulls Hunt up and lifts him over his shoulder, he then snaps him down into a Powerslam variation. Shane knocks Venom away from him and then he reverses the positions and delivers a pair of right hands, he then tries to get him over the top rope, but has no luck and pulls him back into the ring. Shane then hooks him from behind and plants him with a Diving Reverse DDT. Golgotha is pushed away from the ropes by Sandstorm, who then comes on the offensive with a volley of right hands. He then delivers a cheap low blow to immobilise Golgotha. (Ten Second Countdown) Sandstorm the lifts Golgotha up over into a Fireman's Carry. He staggers ands tries to dump Golgotha over the top rope, but he falls behind Sandstorm and then pushes him, unable to react in time, Sandstorm goes sailing over the top rope and crashes to the floor.
BUZZZ!!!! "Remember" by Disturbed hits as an angry looking Jagged makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: Jagged looks in a friendly mood today.
Dawg: Your kidding right? He looks like he's ready to smash the place up!!!
Stanyer: That's a friendly mood for him, trust me.
Dawg: Mental note - never go anywhere near Jagged.
Jagged gets into the ring and goes after Shane Ballard. He connects with a volley of quick right hands, he then whips him into the ropes before flattening him with a clothesline. Jagged yanks Shane up and sets him up for the Barzini Bomb, but Shane manages to counter with a back body drop. Golgotha, having eliminated his nemesis Sandstorm turns his attention to Homicide, he pulls him up to his feet and pushes him into the corner. He gives him a volley of hard right hands and then lifts him up to the top turnbuckle. He climbs up, but takes a right hand from Homicide, which knocks him off the turnbuckle. Homicide then drops back down, and almost loses his balance, but recovers it just in time. Golgotha stands up, and takes a hard body punch from Homicide, followed by a stiff pair of right hands. Homicide then scoops up Golgotha and gives him the Cell Splitter (Fire Thunder Driver). Hunt is dragged to his feet by Kilgore, who throws him into the corner. Kilgore goes for a right hand, but Hunt ducks it and then tries to lift Kilgore over the top rope at the same time, but Kilgore manages to go dead weight and he stays in the ring. Hunt holds his back for a moment, giving Kilgore the oppurtunity to deliver a hard club to the back, and then he picks him up and delivers a Pendulum Backbreaker. Venom is back on his feet, but he backs away into a corner, as everyone else is engaged in battles. But he forgets about Suicide, who gives a few quick stomps. Suicide then pulls Venom up to his feet, but gets caught with a knee to the gut. Venom then delivers the awesome Venom Drop to Suicide. Jagged & Shane Ballard are engaged in a fist fight, then Jagged gets in a knee to the gut and then he delivers a Gordbuster. Shane slowly gets up, but then Jagged boots him in the gut and hooks both arms. Shane fights it, but Jagged is able to lift him up and hit the Barzini Bomb (Tiger Driver). Homicide has Golgotha up and is trying to get him over the top rope. He backs away and delivers a clothesline that knocks Golgotha over the top rope, but he lands on the apron. (Ten Second Countdown) Homicide goes for a right hand, but Golgotha ducks down and delivers a shoulder block. He then slingshots over the top rope and rolls over Homicide's back. Golgotha then snaps Homicide's arm through his legs and then delivers the Sinner's Slam (Pump Handle Slam) just as the buzzer is going.
BUZZZ!!!!!! "Downfall" by Trust Company hits the arena as Shockwave makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: Only two more people to enter now, we are getting close to a finale now.
Dawg: There are so many people in the ring, it's hard to keep track of what's actually happening.
Shockwave enters the ring and goes straight for Venom, who is ready and waiting for him. The two men exchange right hands and then it turns into a blur as they both hit each other simultaneously at high speed. Shockwave comes out the victor and knocks Venom backwards towards the ropes. Shockwave goes to clothesline him over the top rope, but Venom ducks it and then scores with a volley of right hands, knocking Shockwave towards the corner. But Shockwave grabs Venom and throws him into the corner and then begins to stomp him down. Golgotha has pulled Homicide over towards the corner and begun to climb to the top rope. Golgotha signals to the crowd, who aren't particuarly pleased about him, then Golgotha hits the beautiful "Fall from Grace" (Moonsault). Jagged has Shane up again and is battering him with hard right hands. He pushes him towards the ropes and tries to clothesline him over the top rope, but Shane holds the ropes and blocks it. Shane then sneaks in a rake to the eyes. While Jagged is blinded, Shane turns them both around and clotheslines Jagged over the top rope, unfortunately for Shane, Jagged grabs hold of his tights as he does so, and drags him over the top rope with him, they both eliminate themselves.
Stanyer: Both men eliminated!!
Dawg: That was just plain dumb. They each got each other eliminated, and for what? They barely know each other?
Stanyer: The way things go, the way things go.
Kilgore has Hunt up over his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, but Hunt slips off and then he stoops down to deliver a Low Blow. Kilgore doubles over while Hunt attempts to climb to the top rope. But Kilgore reacts and grabs Hunt to deliver a Super Back Drop, both then stay down. Shockwave whips Venom to the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Venom takes him down with a Flying Forearm. Venom pulls Shockwave up and then lifts him up over his shoulder, he then Snake Eyes him on the top rope. Golgotha is about to pick up Homicide when Suicide suddenly smashes him across the back. Suicide is clutching his head after taking the Venom Drop. Suicide delivers a Side Suplex to Golgotha and then immediately begins to pull him to his feet. (Ten Second Countdown) Homicide, back up now, steps up to Suicide and helps him pick up Golgotha. The two men whip Golgotha hard into the turnbuckle, he staggers off holding his back, Homicide and Suicide scoop him up and then drill him into the canvas with an evil Spinebuster.
BUZZZ!!!!! "Click, Click, Boom" by Saliva hits as one half of the Gods of War, Alexander, makes his way down the ramp.
Stanyer: Alexander got lucky and picked the highest number available.
Dawg: That means that Davey K is in next?
Stanyer: Indeed, we have nearly finished our entrants to the Rumble, we just need to find a conclusion.
As Alexander is making his way down the ramp, Venom is delivering right hands to Shockwave against the ropes. Venom goes for a clothesline and both men go over the top rope, but unlike Jagged & Shane Ballard, Shockwave hangs onto the top rope and lands on the apron, but Venom crashes down to the floor below. Alexander slides into the ring and runs straight at Shockwave, who has stepped through the ropes and then turned to give Venom some trash talk. Alexander promptly lifts him up and pushes him over the top rope, Shockwave crashes onto Venom and is eliminated. Kilgore is up and so is Hunt. Kilgore delivers a pair of hard right hands to Hunt, backing him into the ropes. Hunt then lashes out with another low blow. Kilgore doubles over and Hunt lifts him up in a Suplex and promptly dumps him over the top rope, eliminating him. He then drops to his knees to recover from the punishment he has taken. Homicide looks like he is going to help Suicide pick Golgotha up, but instead he elbows him hard in the face. Homicide then hits left and right hands on Suicide, backing him into the ropes, he goes for a clothesline, but Suicide ducks and then tries to lift Homicide over the top rope, but he counters with a reverse elbow. Alexander pulls a dazed Golgotha up to his feet and takes him over to the ropes, he starts to lift him over the top rope, but then Hunt attacks him from behind. Hunt tries to deliver a Back Drop, but Alexander elbows him away and then without even looking, he catches Hunt clean on the jaw with the Roman Kick. Alexander then pulls Hunt up and tries to get him over the top rope, but he has no luck with him either. Homicide whips Suicide to the ropes and then goes for a clothesline, but Suicide ducks it and then hooks the head of Homicide and delivers The Effect. Suicide decides to take a moment out to recover from his wounds. (Ten Second Countdown) Alexander pulls Hunt into the middle of the ring and delivers a big vertical suplex. He then signals for a Powerbomb.
BUZZZ!!!! "Fear" by Disturbed hits as the last entrant in this years Rumble, "Superstar" Davey K makes his way down to the ring.
Stanyer: This is it, everyone has entered, it's time for the grand finale.
Dawg: And Hunt is still in the running, that's pretty much all I care about at the moment.
Davey K steps through the ropes and is immediately set upon by Golgotha, who scores with a pair of right hands and then tries to immediately eliminate Davey K, but he forces himself back into the ring and then scores with a couple of right hands. He then whips Golgotha into the ropes and then takes him down with a Flying Knee. Alexander tries to deliver the Powerbomb, but Hunt reverses it with a Back Body Drop. Hunt gets up and scores with a couple of right hands, but Alexander comes back with a knee to the gut and then lifts Hunt into a Fireman's Carry, he delivers the Fall of Rome (Reverse DVD) and then he drags Hunt up to his feet, again trying to get him over the top rope. Suicide grabs Davey K and nails a couple of right hands, but Davey comes back with a flurry of right hands knocking Suicide into the ropes, Davey then whips Suicide to the opposite ropes and then plants him with a Front Neckbreaker. Golgotha is getting to his feet and Davey boots him in the gut and then he delivers the Superstar Slam (Pedigree). Suicide is staggering to his feet and Davey charges at him and clotheslines him clean over the top rope.
Stanyer: One man down, 5 more to go. This match is getting VERY interesting now.
Dawg: What's up? Wasn't it interesting enough for you up until now?
Stanyer: Of course it was, but it's just going to get MORE interesting now.
Hunt scores a couple of right hands to Alexander, knocking him away, but then Homicide comes in like a Freight Train and clatters Hunt with a stiff clothesline, sending him over the top rope to the floor, much to the delight of the watching crowd.
Dawg: NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Stanyer: Serves you right.
Alexander connects with a couple of right hands to Homicide, knocking him into the ropes, but Homicide is on fire now and he takes them easily and then nails Alexander with a Boston Haymaker, sending him reeling backwards. Homicide picks up Alexander and gives him the Boston Massacre (Reverse DDT Drop). Davey K is pulling Golgotha to his feet and then tries to get him over the top rope. But a few right hands from Golgotha, and then Golgotha is trying to back drop Davey over the top rope, fortunately Davey backs away just in time. Unfortunately he backs into Homicide, who flattens him with a clothesline to the back of the head. Golgotha charges at Homicide, but he gets picked up and placed over his shoulder. Homicide then runs and dumps Golgotha over the top rope.
Stanyer: Homicide is on fire now, he's throwing people out left right and centre!!!
Dawg: Only three men left, one is out cold, one is struggling to get to his feet, and the other has just eliminated two people with ease!!!
Davey struggles to his feet, but he realises that Homicide is going after Alexander and stays where he is. Homicide pulls Alexander up and gives a few quick knees to the gut, and then he clotheslines him aggressively over the top rope. Before Homicide can even turn around, Davey K rushes up to him and lifts him up and over the top rope. The look of shock on Homicide's face as he sails down to the floor below is absolutely priceless.
Stanyer: HE DID IT!!!! DAVEY K DID IT!!!!!!! DAVEY K HAS WON THIS YEARS RUMBLE IN THE BRONX!!!!!!!!!
Dawg: This is a travesty, a travesty of the worst kind, things just can't get any worse than this.
James: "Ladies and Gentleman, the winner of the 2002 Rumble in the Bronx, "SUPERSTAR" DAVEY K!!!!!!!!!
The crowd let out a mighty cheer as Davey K raises both arms in the air, Homicide shoves a referee down as he walks up the aisle, frustrated at what just happened.
Stanyer: Homicide was destroying everyone left right and centre, and then just as it looked like he was going to storm to victory, Davey K snook up on him and stole it right out of his fingers.
Dawg: He couldn't even go mano a mano with Homicide, he had to use cheap tactics.
Stanyer: Perhaps so, but the important thing is that he won, he achieved what he set out to do, he won this years Rumble in the Bronx.
Loud commotion is heard from the crowd, they sound like they've been startled
Dawg: . Or maybe not!!!!!
Davey K is on the 2nd turnbuckle, celebrating his victory with the crowd. He is totally unaware that Sabre has raced down the aisle, bandage around his head, and slid into the ring. Sabre calmly pushes Davey K over the turnbuckle and sends him crashing down to the floor below. Sabre then starts to celebrate in the ring as everyone looks completely confused.
Stanyer: What the hell??? He can't do that!! This can't be right? He was taken from the arena, he was out cold for gods sake!!!
The Referee's are unsure about what to do, they'd just declared Davey K the winner, Davey K is on his feet and seems to be arguing with them, but it doesn't look good, as Davey looks VERY unhappy with what Senior Referee Mark Johnson is telling him.
Dawg: HALLELUJAH!!!! WHAT A GLORIOUS NIGHT!!! A LEGEND HAS BEEN BORN TONIGHT, THE LEGEND OF SABRE!!!!!!
Stanyer: Don't get ahead of yourself, looks like the Senior Referee here in the PWF, Mark Johnson, has something to say.
Mark Johnson: "According to the rules, a wrestler can only be eliminated by being thrown over the top rope, and both feet touching the floor. The only exception is if a wrestler is seriously incapacitated, and unable to continue. In this case however, Sabre was able to continue, and therefore, the winner of the rumble is Sabre, not Davey K."
Mark Johnson's words are accompanied by a chorus of boos and jeers from the fans. A few drinks are thrown into the ring, as the fans show their disgust. Sabre continues to celebrate.
James: "By the decision of Senior Referee Mark Johnson, THE WINNER OF THE 2002 RUMBLE IN THE BRONX, SABRE!!!!!!!!
Dawg: Not so happy now are you? You jumped before the gun, you started celebrating before it was over, and now look at ya, you can't believe it, your crestfallen. And it serves you RIGHT.
Stanyer: It looks like Davey K is going to take matters into his own hands.
Davey K rolls into the ring and surprises Sabre with a boot to the gut. He then delivers the Superstar Slam, giving the fans something to cheer about. Davey gets on his knees and gives Sabre some trash talk, referees enter the ring and ask Davey to move away.
Stanyer: MUCH to my dissapointment, it appears that Sabre has pulled off a miracle, somehow, someway, he managed to win the Rumble, despite being the #1 entrant. Although I don't agree with some of the things he did to achieve his victory, I'll take my hat of to him, he's pulled off a miracle.
Dawg: That's good of you to admit that, but Davey K has still ruined the celebrations.
Stanyer: Well, we'll be back in a moment for the main event, the ring still has to be setup for that one.
Dawg: SABRE IS GOD!!!!
Stanyer: Shut up.
The cameras open up backstage where Ted Tedison is standing with Gambino. He's prepped and ready for his match, all decked out in his ring attire as well as some added bandages thanks to Matt Van Dam and a trip over the edge of a stage on Havoc. Considering the circumstances, Gambino seems to be in a decently cheerful mood. Maybe the vibe of the hometown audience? With Tedison by his side asking the questions, Gambino is ready to speak his mind
Tedison: Gambino, tonight we're here in New York City, your hometown. Is there anything you'd like to say to address your hometown crowd?
Gambino: First of all, let me just say that it feels damn good to be back home here in New York City!
Huge pop from the New York crowd. Gambino pauses for a moment to take in the energy of his fellow New Yorkers
Gambino: Rumble in the Bronx....my homecoming. The great city of New York wants to see me kick some MVD ass. Well then, who am I to disappoint? Last year at Rumble in the Bronx I participated in the same match that I will once again participate in this year...the New York Street Fight. Even though Eraser pulled a win out of his ass, my glory came later that night. You see, it just wasn't enough for me to take part in one of the most brutal matches in history. Not enough at all. So after that match I went back to the locker room and cleaned up just in time to come out and win the Rumble after a full hour and 12 minutes. Will I capture that same glory this year as I did in the last? You're damn right I will!
Another pop from the crowd. This time a small Gambino chant starts up, but Tedison continues with the questions and it quiets down
Tedison: Until now, I haven't quite had the chance to speak with you face to face on the Outlaw matter. I know that you suspect Matt Van Dam of being behind it, and I must admit that all signs point in his direction. Do you have anything you'd like to say regarding the situation?
Gambino pauses for a moment and his cheerful expression soon turns to that of an angered man
Gambino: Hell Tedison, I've got plenty to say about the situation. Everyone knows why he did what he did. Everyone knows that the only reason he targeted my friend Outlaw, is because he's afraid of me. His fear of me was eating away at him deep down inside. As much as he tried to hide it he couldn't keep it stored away any longer. It just kept feeding on his soul and his mind until he went crazy. Isn't that it Matt? Your thoughts and fear of me beating you and taking your title...isn't that what drove you to this point? Of course, with your ego there's no way you would ever admit fear. You won't admit defeat either. Your giant sized ego won't allow it. However, tonight out there in front of all those PWF fans you will have absolutely no choice but to admit defeat. Because tonight you step into the ring with an unstoppable force. Tonight, out there in front of all of those New Yorkers, not only will I be driven by the thought of being Champion again. But when I stare across the ring at you and I see you cowering in fear trying to hide behind your gWo flag...I will be driven by hate and I will be driven by a fiery rage that would make God himself run in fear. My intent tonight is to hurt you. Becoming Champion again is just a little extra icing on the cake. New York Street Fight...do you know what that means Matt? That means that the era of Matt Van Dam as PWF Champion is coming to an end tonight.
Tedison: With that said, I think it's safe to say that you've got your most brutal match and most difficult opponent all wrapped up into one tonight. Are you at all afraid of what consequences may come your from this match? Your personal health? Your career?
Gambino takes a swig of water before answering
Gambino: Am I afraid? Yeah. Maybe I am afraid of what could happen during tonight's title match. Have you ever seen what steel chains can do to a persons flesh? Not to mention whatever hangs from the ring posts. Could be barbwire, thumbtacks, explosives...could be anything. If I wasn't at least a little scared, I wouldn't be quite human. But you know something...I didn't get to where I'm at in my career by being scared or without taking risks. I'm well aware that tonight could be my very last match, and that this match could have a serious effect on my future here in the PWF. Not to mention the toll that it will take on my body. I'm also well aware that this could be my final opportunity at retribution and to defeat Matt Van Dam. Spending the rest of my life in a wheel chair and ending my career doesn't exactly appeal to me. But to be PWF Champion once again, and put an end to Matt Van Dam, it's a risk that I'm willing to take.
Tedison: You're obviously very determined and I wish you the best of luck. Is there anything you'd like to say in closing?
Gambino takes the microphone from Tedison, and the camera focuses in on the PWF Superstar
Gambino: Matt, tonight I'm walking out of Madison Square Garden as the PWF Champion. I promise you that. You? Consider yourself lucky if you walk out at all. You know, my Father once told me that obstacles don't exist to be surrendered to, but exist only to be broken. Matt, you're the only obstacle in my path to being PWF Champion, and just as I've done with other such obstacles...I will break you.
Gambino hands the mic back to Tedison, then turns and walks away as the cameras fade out
Stanyer: The time for talking is over now, now it is time to end this phenomenal event with a match that could quite possibly top everything that has gone before it.
Dawg: One of the most sadistic matches ever designed, the New York Street Fight.
Stanyer: This very match took place at last years Rumble, between Gambino and Eraser, and it was one of the most brutal matches anyone has ever witnessed here in the PWF. I'll remind everyone of the rules, just in case they don't remember. The match is fought under street fight rules, falls count in the ring, no holds barred, no countouts, I think you all know those rules. However, in this match, the ring ropes are removed and replaced with chains, as you can see now, they are just finishing putting them up. Also, hanging above each corner of the ring are four boxes, each contains a weapon or item which can be used to cause maximum pain to your opponent.
Dawg: To put it simply, this is a match that could end a wrestlers career, plain and simple.
Stanyer: Well, this war between MVD and Gambino has reached it's final moment, it ends right here tonight.
The arena lights dim as "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack blares through the sound system. The Gambino logo flashes across the tron screen, as various highlights from Gambino's career are shown. Red lights flash throughout the arena, creating a strobe light effect. More red lights shine upon the stage, near the entrance area. A spot light aims towards the entrance, as Gambino steps forward onto the stage and into the light. He walks further onto the stage, stopping at the top of the ramp. He raises his arms in the air as if to celebrate, then makes his way down the ramp. Once he reaches the ring, he climbs in and walks to a corner. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks out over the crowd as he once again raises his arms to the air. He then climbs down from the turnbuckle and awaits the beginning of the match.
James: Introducing, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 245lbs, ANTONIO GAMBINO
"Snap your Fingers, Snap your neck" by Dry Kill Logic plays as MVD walks down the aisle, cluching Jennifer Van Dam by the waist, he lets her go, and poses, flexing his arms towards his head (RVD style). MVD then orders JVD to go back through the entrance, a wise move. 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 PWF World Heavyweight Champion and "The Real F'n Show" MATT VAN DAM.
Report: The crowd are buzzing with anticipation as the main event is almost ready to get under way. Gambino rattles some of the chains surrounding the ring, then takes a look at the weapon boxes hanging above each corner. MVD is taking a look at his World Title before he hands it over to Senior Referee Mark Johnson. He shows it to Gambino, who nods, and then raises it above his head for everyone to see. He then calls for the bell and the match is under way.
The two wrestler circle around each other, each unsure how to start the match. MVD calls for a tie up. Gambino moves in for the tieup, but then MVD suddenly backs away laughing and then stops to do a two thumb taunt. The crowd boo him, but Gambino realises that he is just trying to rile him up and backs away, waiting for MVD to make his next move. The two men begin to circle each other and then they tie up. They both push hard, each trying to gain an advantage. Then Gambino begins to push MVD towards the corner, but at the last moment, MVD spins the two of them around and pushes Gambino into the corner. He releases the tieup and then delivers a hard knife edge chop. He then hits a couple of quick forearms before he whips Gambino to the opposite corner. MVD charges in and goes for a Jumping Body Splash, but Gambino sidesteps it and MVD hits the turnbuckle face first. As he recoils shaking his head, Gambino grabs MVD and slams him into the top turnbuckle pad, and then spins him around. Gambino hits a couple of quick right hands and then a few kicks to the gut. He then hooks MVD by the head and then drags it across the top chainrope. He pushes MVD away, and he immediately starts rubbing his eyes. Gambino slides around the back of MVD and lifts him up to deliver a Backdrop. Gambino pulls MVD half-way up and then nails a hard right, trying to put him back down. MVD struggles to retain his balance, but just succeeds. Gambino goes for a 2nd right hand, but MVD pushes him back and then launches into a quick flurry of right hands. Gambino sneaks in a right hand, breaking MVD's attack. The two then begin to alternate right hands, neither man willing to give the other an advantage. Then both of them deliver a right hand at the same time, stunning each other for a moment. Gambino reacts first and goes for a clothesline, but MVD manages to duck it and then goes for a Spinning Heel Kick, but Gambino is just as fast and ducks MVD's kick. But MVD already had a backup plan in mind and flows in a Leg Sweep. Gambino hits the mat hard but bounces straight back up, only to walk into a flurry of quick forearms from MVD, who backs him into a corner. MVD delivers a couple of quick gut kicks and then whips Gambino to the opposite side, then follows him in looking for the Monkey Flip, but Gambino flattens MVD with a hard right hand, followed by two quick stomps to the head.
Stanyer: You can feel the energy in the air tonight, you just know this is going to be a great match.
Dawg: MVD is in the ring, of course it's going to be a great match. He's the man, whenever he steps into the ring, it's a great moment. Hell, I think MVD is so talented, he could even drag a good match out of Ken Kido.
Stanyer: That's pushing anybody's abilities.
Dawg: Be fair, Ken Kido set a record tonight.
Stanyer: Yeah, he became the first man to be eliminated twice from the same Rumble!!!
Gambino pulls MVD up and then dumps him throat first on the middle chain-rope. He uses his body to lean into MVD and choke him for a short while, and then he runs to the opposite side of the ring. He stops himself running into the ropes, realising that there are only chains and then turns and charges at MVD and attempts to crush him using his own weight. But MVD moves out of the way and Gambino only crotches himself. He pulls himself out of the chains holding his family jewels, MVD is rubbing his throat, but he boots Gambino in the gut and then delivers a perfect Snap Suplex. While Gambino recovers on the mat, MVD goes over to the ropes and unhooks one of the chains. He unhooks the bottom rope from the ringpost, and then he unhooks it from the centre hook, so he has a managable sized chain. Gambino is starting to get to his feet, he is on one knee. But MVD delivers a vicious whip with the chain which puts Gambino back down, and leaves a nasty mark across Gambino's back. MVD pulls the chain back, and then delivers another nasty whip across Gambino's back. MVD then crouches down over Gambino and uses the chain to choke the life out of Gambino. Senior Referee Mark Johnson tries to convince MVD to let go, but MVD is having none of it, and there isn't anything the referee can do about it. Finally MVD lets go and Gambino starts gasping for air. MVD smiles at the crowd, who jeer him and throw various insults at him. MVD then delivers one more hard whip with the chain and then tosses it aside as Gambino rolls onto his stomach, just to get his back away from the damage. MVD then looks up at the four boxes surrounding the ring and picks one. He climbs up to the top rope and reaches up, he unhooks the box and lets it drop to the mat. He then jumps down and picks up his "prize". He punches the lid of the box open and pulls out his weapon, a Barbwire wrapped Baseball Bat. He smiles as he imagines the carnage he can cause with such a weapon. MVD holds the weapon in one hand as he helps Gambino up to his feet. He then grips it with two hands and then drives it into his gut. Gambino staggers around holding his gut. MVD waits for Gambino to stand to his feet and then drills the bat into his head. Gambino crashes to the mat holding his head, blood immediately begins to drip from a wound there.
Stanyer: That's not good for Gambino, to be busted open in what could be very early on in this contest.
Dawg: But it's all good for our world champion, Matt Van Dam.
MVD holds the bat up and goes to each side of the ring, showing it to the crowd, drawing loud boos as drops of blood drip to the floor outside. MVD then slams it on the floor as Gambino is staggering to his feet. MVD boots Gambino in the gut and then drags him over towards the bat. He hooks the head and then taunts the crowd, before delivering a DDT into the barbwire bat. Gambino bounces off and rolls across the ring holding his head, eventually he rolls underneath the chains and drops to the floor. MVD follows him to the outside and pulls him up, and then slams his head into the steel steps. A small splodge of blood is left on the steps as Gambino staggers away. MVD stoops to reach under the ring and pulls out a Steel Chair, he bangs it on the steps as he goes towards Gambino. MVD stops a couple of yards short of Gambino and readies the chair. Gambino staggers for a moment and then suddenly snaps into a Mafia Kick. MVD is taken completely by surprise and gets the chair knocked straight back into his face. Gambino drops down on one knee, taking a moment to recover. When he manages to catch his breath, he wipes the blood away from his face and then pulls MVD up and rolls him into the ring, he then throws the chair into the ring as well. Gambino then reaches under the ring and pulls out a Table, accompanied by a great cheer from the crowd. He slides the table into the ring and then rolls in himself. But MVD is ready for him and dives on top of Gambino with a Double Axe Handle. He delivers a few more swift punches to the back of Gambino's head to make sure he stays down, and then he gets to his feet, still a little dazed from the Mafia Kick. MVD then begins to set the table up, the crowd rises in anticipation. MVD pulls Gambino up, but a look of shock and pain comes over his face as Gambino delivers a deft Low Blow. Gambino then grabs MVD and delivers the Gambino Bomb, smashing MVD through the table. The crowd goes crazy as MVD is left flat out in the ring. Gambino looks like he is going to cover MVD, but as he is on both knees, he looks at MVD, and appears to change his mind, he gets back up and heads over to one of the corners of the ring, looking up at one of the boxes.
Dawg: Now how dumb is Gambino?? He's got the match won, and he's not even going for a cover. It's no wonder he lost the title in the first place.
Stanyer: I don't think he's finished with MVD yet, he wants to inflict even more punishment. And until he is ready, he won't cover him.
Dawg: Oh well, things are looking up for MVD, as we know he wouldn't think twice about going for the win.
Stanyer: You sure about that? He's had Gambino down many times in this match, and yet he hasn't gone for a single cover.
Dawg: Errmmm Gambino hadn't been beaten down enough, that's all it was.
Stanyer: And MVD hasn't been beaten down enough, not in Gambino's eyes anyway.
Gambino climbs up the turnbuckle, reaching for the box at the top, he snaps it off it's hook and drops down to the canvas with it. He punches the box open and then pulls out it's contents. He drops it instantly, as it is a reel of barbwire, and it stabbed into his hand. He reaches down and pulls it out carefully, he smiles the sick smile of a deranged man. He places the barb-wire on the mat and then pulls MVD up to his feet as the ring crew are pulling the fragments of the table from the ring. Gambino hooks the dazed MVD by both arms and then delivers a Double Arm DDT onto the barbwire. MVD rolls off, his face now cut open. Gambino drags MVD up into a sitting position and holds him in a Rear Chinlock and then uses his free hand to wipe the blood from MVD's forehead, he then smears it across his chest before clenching his fist and using it to bash MVD with hard right hands. Gambino then pulls MVD up and then whips him hard into the chains. MVD staggers off holding his back, Gambino charges in and flattens him with a stiff clothesline. Gambino then looks around the ring for something, he sees what he is looking for and then paces over towards it. He picks up the steel chain that MVD used on him earlier. He wraps it around his fist as MVD is trying to get to his feet. Gambino drives the chain-fist into MVD's face, knocking him flat on his back. Gambino pulls MVD's face up from the mat and then pounds it with the chain-fist, opening up even more cuts on his face. Blood begins to drip from MVD's nose, and it turns almost bright red, indicating that it might be broken. Gambino then rolls MVD onto his stomach and backs away, unravelling the chain. Gambino then whips the chain hard into MVD's back. Gambino then goes psycho with the chain and delivers 5 fast whips into MVD's back, leaving some nasty marks, and what could end up being scars. Gambino then angrily tosses the chain aside and grabs the coil of barbwire. He then pulls MVD into a Camel Clutch with one hand and uses the other to rake the face with the barb-wire. Gambino then places the barb-wire on the mat and then pulls MVD's head back, before bashing it repeatedly into the barb-wire. Finally Mark Johnson restrains the crazed Gambino and tries to reason with him. While Gambino cannot get at MVD, the World Champion rolls out of the ring and drags himself to his feet, the blood dripping from his head, and also from wounds on his back. He then begins to stagger up the aisle.
Dawg: Someone should stop Gambino, he's snapped, he's lost it. He doesn't give a shit about winning the match, he just wants to beat MVD to within an inch of his life.
Stanyer: And it looks like MVD has no intentions of staying around to find out what else Gambino has planned for him, he's leaving.
Dawg: Leaving is definitely the wrong word, It's a tactical retreat.
Stanyer: Running for his life might be more appropriate.
MVD continues to make his way up the aisle, but Gambino is having none of it, he pushes the referee out of the way and goes after MVD. The champion makes it to almost the top of the aisle when Gambino catches up with him. He nails MVD with a hard right hand, which goes unanswered. He grabs him and whips him into the guard rail, which brings a loud clatter. Gambino pulls MVD up and places his throat on the guard rail and then press down as hard as he can manage. He pulls MVD off and then tosses him onto the floor in front of him. The nearby crowd is going insane as Gambino stalks his enemy. MVD is crawling to his feet, Gambino goes up alongside him and slaps him in the face, mocking him. Gambino pulls MVD up and then throws him face first into the stage. Referee Mark Johnson has joined them and is pleading with Gambino to bring the match back into the ring. Gambino grabs a nearby Steel Chair and cracks it across MVD's back, before casually tossing it aside. Gambino pulls MVD up and then throws him towards the sound area. MVD lands near the giant speakers. Gambino goes around to the back of these speakers and begins to rock one, eventually it topples over and would have landed on MVD, had he not pulled himself out of harms way at the last possible moment. Sparks fly everywhere as Gambino gives MVD a few kicks. He then drags him up to his feet and then he delivers a Suplex, driving him onto the speaker. MVD cringes and rolls off the speaker holding his back. Gambino drags MVD up to his feet and promptly repeats the exact same move, determined to put the hurt on MVD. Gambino climbs up onto the speaker and places his foot on MVD's face. He then delivers repeated stamps, after 4 the crowd start to chant along with him, for the 10th one, he twists himself around before jumping off the speaker. The fans are going absolutely insane. Gambino then looks at the Rumble set and sees something he likes. A smile comes over his face as he drags the weak body of MVD towards some glass panelling on the stage. Gambino hooks MVD around the waist and is about to Belly to Belly him through the glass when MVD suddenly reverses the positions, Gambino barely has time to express his shock before he is sailing through the air and crashing through the glass pane, crashing down on the glass shards as more land on him and around him. MVD collapses, having expended too much energy to execute the Belly to Belly.
Stanyer: Oh my God!!!! Is Gambino okay?
Dawg: Is Gambino okay? Did you not see what he just did to MVD? He was beating the living hell out of him. This is most definitely going too far now, this is no longer a wrestling match, it's a war. And it looks like whoever is the most violent, is going to come out the victor.
Stanyer: Perhaps not what even I would like to see, but if that's what we are going to get, then I'll happily take it.
When MVD finally pulls himself together, he has an expression of his face we've never seen before. He looks like a raging lion whose just been released from his cage. He dives through the hole left by the glass and he grabs Gambino and beats him down with lefts and rights. He then grabs a shard of the glass and begins to beat Gambino around the head with it, opening up new cuts and reopening old ones. MVD's hand starts to bleed, but he barely seems to notice. MVD pulls Gambino up and drags him out from behind the set. He slams him onto the speaker and then shouts, "Lets see how you like it!!". MVD then delivers a Snap Suplex, driving Gambino onto the speaker. MVD then pulls Gambino off and drags him back towards the aisle. He whips him hard into the guard rail, knocking it a good 2 metres backwards with the impact. MVD then rips one of the "Keep off" signs from the guard rail. He cracks it over Gambino's head and then tosses him down the aisle. Gambino keep trying to get to his feet, but each time MVD smashes him back down with the sign. As they near the ring, MVD actually breaks the sign over Gambino's head. But he doesn't seem to care. He rolls Gambino back into the ring and then takes a moment to catch his breath. He wipes the blood from his hands and forehead and then rolls into the ring. MVD looks around and finds the barbwire that Gambino was so happy to use on him. MVD places it on the mat and then he pulls Gambino up. He boots him hard in the gut and then comes off the ropes to deliver the Van-Dam Asser, driving Gambino face first into the spool of barb-wire. MVD takes a moment and then rolls Gambino over for a rare cover. ..1 2 Gambino just gets his shoulder up. MVD gets to his feet and then he flicks his hair back and he steps over Gambino. He then performs the Old Man Stink taunt, before dropping down to pound Gambino's face with right hands. MVD gets to his feet and goes over to one side of the ring and taunts the crowd with a Two Thumb Taunt. MVD pulls Gambino up and leaves him standing at he picks up the barbwire bat from earlier. He aggressively slams it into Gambino's gut, doubling him over and forcing him to drop to his knees. MVD then smashes the bat into the back of Gambino's head. While Gambino is laid out on the mat, MVD places the bat on the back of his head and rubs it in, opening up even more cuts, now on the back of his head. Gambino's hair is danger of turning blood red before the night is out. MVD tosses the bat aside and then pulls Gambino up to his feet. But suddenly, Gambino grabs MVD and execute the Gambino Facebuster. Both men are then left flat out on their backs in the middle of the ring.
Stanyer: I hope everyone has sent their children out of the room, because this is definitely one that they do NOT need to see.
Dawg: I have a feeling our PPV provider might want to increase the age rating on our PPV's to 18 . Instead of Teen.
Stanyer: Let's just say that I don't think we'll be seeing highlights of this match anywhere. This one is PPV, and if they tried to show a cut version, it would be about 10% of the length.
Dawg: I'd be surprised if they could get 10%.
Gambino slowly rolls over and makes the cover. ..1 .2 .. MVD just gets his shoulder up. Gambino drags himself to his feet and staggers over towards the turnbuckle, wiping the blood from his forehead. He climbs up, reaching for the weapon box hanging overhead. He unhooks it, but MVD is there and he pushes him off the top rope, crotching him on the top chain, Gambino drops the box into the ring and then falls into the ring clutching his family jewels. MVD picks up the box and punches it open, wincing because of the glass cut on his hand. MVD pulls out of the box a small brown bag. He smiles as he realises exactly what it is. He opens the bag and lets fall hundreds of small thumbtacks. He then empties the entire back of about 1-2000 thumbtacks onto the mat. He points to the tacks as he pulls Gambino up to his feet, but he is too casual and Gambino gets in an easy low blow. Gambino then sets MVD's head between his legs and then deliver the Gambino Bomb, driving MVD into the unforgiving tacks. MVD reels up and rolls out of the way as his body becomes a human pincushion. Gambino drags him back down to the mat so he can make a cover. ..1 .2 .. MVD just kicks out. Gambino pulls MVD up and then delivers a simple scoop slam onto the tacks, which causes MVD an immense amount of pain. Gambino looks around the ring and finds the Barbwire Bat used on him not so long ago. He grabs it and then he waits until MVD is trying to get up, then drives in into his back. He repeats this a 2nd time. But the third time, he waits for MVD to be almost standing, before he hits a home run with MVD's head and knocks him flat on his back, in the thumbtacks once again. Gambino goes for a cover. 1 .2 MVD just gets his left shoulder up, but only just. Gambino pulls MVD up and sets him up for a Piledriver, he slightly repositions himself, and then drives MVD's head into the barbwire bat. Gambino hooks the leg again. ..1 ..2 .. Once again, MVD just gets his shoulder up. Gambino decides that enough is enough, and he heads over towards the corner to obtain the final weapon box. He climbs up and unhooks it, but like last time, MVD is behind him, this time MVD lifts him off and delivers a Super Back Drop. As Gambino crashes into the canvas, he lets go of the weapon box and it bounces across the ring and ends up in the corner opposite to where it was hanging.
Stanyer: Surely these two can't go on for much longer? They've given everything they have in their bodies, and then some. But there is only so much the body can survive, these two men have gone beyond that already, their reserves are virtually empty. One man has to make the final move, before both men collapse of exhaustion.
Dawg: I hate to agree with you, but I have to. There is nothing left to do in this match, but to decide who wins.
MVD crawls to his feet and begins to climb to the top rope, the crowd would rise in anticipation, but most of the crowd have been standing for the majority of the match. MVD gets to the top rope, and somehow finds time to give everyone a quick two thumb taunt. He then dives off and connects with a Five Star Frog Splash. MVD rolls around holding his gut for a good 30 seconds. Then he crawls over and drapes one arm over Gambino. ..1 ..2 . Somehow, some way, Gambino gets his shoulder up. MVD can't believe it. He pulls himself to his feet, then there is a commotion in the crowd.
Stanyer: Oh come on!!! Not again!! He ruined the Homicide v MVD match, and now he's going to ruin this match. What the HELL is Jason Hunt doing out here.
Dawg: Insurance.
To loud choruses of boos from the crowd, Jason Hunt rolls into the ring. He motions to MVD, and points to the corner. MVD nods and he starts to drag Gambino towards the corner, setting him up for the Vanterminator. While MVD is setting Gambino up, Jason Hunt pulls out the weapon box from the corner. He then punches it open and pulls out a Sledgehammer. He holds it quite casually, then as MVD turns around, Hunt brings the Hammer up and smashes it straight in MVD's face, to the complete shock of the entire arena.
Dawg:
Stanyer: .
The crowd has been stunned into silence as Hunt leaves the ring and walks up the aisle, carrying the sledgehammer. The crowd just don't know what to make of Hunt's actions.
Dawg: Did I just see that? Tell me I didn't just see that.
Stanyer: You saw it all right, even I can't believe it.
Dawg: Why? Why Hunt Why? And especially, Why now?
Stanyer: I think you just saw the final nail being hammered into the coffin, the gWo's chances of survival after this is almost nil.
Dawg: And to cap it all off, MVD will no longer be the World Champion.
Gambino seems to have recovered and is shocked to see MVD laid flat out on his back in the ring. He looks around, to see if he can see anyone outside of the ring, but he can't. He realises what this oppurtunity is and he crawls slowly over to make the cover on MVD, the volume of the crowd rising as he takes each step. ..1 .2 3!!!!!!!!
Ding, Ding, Ding!!!! The bell rings and the crowd goes crazy for the new World Champion.
James: Ladies and Gentlemen, the NEW PWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, ANTONIO GAMBINO!!!!!!!!!!
Dawg: Today is worse than the day Gambino left the gWo.
Stanyer: I'd congratulate Gambino on his victory, but after a match like that, there are no winners, only survivors.
Dawg: Well, this is not how I wanted to spend my last moments broadcasting colour commentary for the PWF, but I guess this is the way it will be.
Stanyer: It's still been a phenonemenal night, I can't recall a single match that wasn't of the highest calibre. Tonight has been quite possibly the greatest night in PWF history.
Dawg: It probably has, but the final moments are such a downer for me, that it's hard to be happy.
Stanyer: Well, It's been a pleasure working with you, I know your not leaving the PWF, but I'll miss you next to me.
Dawg: Thanks Jay, it's been a pleasure working alongside you. And I forsee plenty of years of play by play left in you yet. I hope everyone at home has enjoyed my colour commentary, it's been a pleasure.
Stanyer and Dawg both shakes hands.
Stanyer: Well folks, I find it hard to believe you haven't enjoyed tonight, so I won't say anymore. We'll see you in the new year, this is Stanyer & Dawg signing off.
Writing Credits
DUX v Gods of War - Splinter
Brutal Force v Jagged/Inmate - Splinter
Heelmaster v Nightshade - Nightshade
Shockwave v Venom - Sabre
Silas Parish v Law Hiyabusa - Sabre
Suicide v Solo - Splinter
Austin Cain v Masta P - The Pelican
Hanibal v Splinter - Sandstorm
Golgotha v Sandstorm v Sabre v "Superstar" Davey K - The Pelican
Brutal Force v Gods of War - Splinter
Homicide v Jason Hunt - Suicide
Rumble in the Bronx - The Pelican
Matt Van Dam v Gambino - The Pelican