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Live from the Centrum Center
Worcester, Massachusetts
9th January 2002
Worcester, Massachusetts
9th January 2002
Note: I apologise if the matches are even shorter than usual, I am short on time.
Pyro's blast off as the camera swoops around the Centrum Center, packed with screaming PWF fans, before the camera cuts down to ringside where Big Dave & Eric "the bushbomber" Gellar are waiting.
Big Dave: Hello everyone and welcome to this weeks Armageddon. The PWF brought the new year in with style with a spectacular Havoc. Many are asking what the repurcussions will be for Crusader, after he attacked everything in sight at the end of last weeks Havoc.
Gellar: I hope he gets fired, but he's not here tonight, so I guess we'll have to wait till Havoc for that great moment.
Big Dave: It will not be a great moment if a legend such as Crusader is fired, it will be a damn shame. I guess we will have to wait and see.
Sellout by Biohazard hits as green lights shine upon the entrance area. Gambino then appears through the curtain, wearing a pair of black warmup pants, with green stripes down the sides, and his new "Soldout" T-Shirt. He's got the PWF World Title draped over his shoulder as he makes his way to the ring. The fans are booing him, and on his way down the aisle, he has words with a man who is taunting him with middle fingers. Gambino returns with his own middle fingers before continuing his walk to the ring. He climbs in the ring and requests a microphone
Gambino:"You know, ever since I became the PWF Champion, it seems that everyone is gunning for me. Everyone wants a piece of Gambino...but you know what, none of these pieces of trash in the back are worthy of a shot against me. None of them deserve a shot at this title. Not Crusader, not Pitbull, not Havok...none of them. None of them have what it takes to beat me, because I've proved, time and time again, that I'm the best damn PWF Champion ever! None of those pieces of garbage are even in my league!"
The fans begin to boo Gambino
Gambino:"Boo me all you want you piss ants, you're just jealous. You know that I am the best damn PWF World Champion ever, and you're jealous because you can't be me, a real superstar."
Davey K chants break out at the mention of 'superstar.'
Gambino:"No, not Davey K...I said Superstar, not Super-@#%$, you idiots! He's the European Champion, I'm the World Champion...that's a whole lot of difference. That little bastard isn't in my league either. You know something else, I'm getting real sick and tired of all these new guys, coming to the PWF with their hands held out, expecting to have everything handed to them on a silver platter. It don't work that way boys, never has, never will. You have to earn your chances and you have to earn your respect...it's not something that's demanded or given out freely. Guys like Jason Hunt, Grimm, guys like that really piss me off. They think they can just waltz in here, say some fancy catchphrases, talk about how the blood is gonna flow, and all of a sudden they're hot @#%$...no way in hell! Grimm, you wanna talk about the blood flowing, well, no one in the PWF knows more about blood flowing than me...and let me tell you, once you turn that faucet on, it's pretty damn hard to turn it off. So if it's a war you're after, you'd better be damn sure you know what you're getting yourself into! You'd better be damn careful of what you ask for, because you just might get it! I'm not just some piece of trash off of the streets that you can try to push around...I'm the PWF World Champion, and you know..."
Gambino is interrupted by Scum of The Earth by Rob Zombie, and Grimm appears on the stage, with a microphone in hand.The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Grimm as he tells the music to cut
Grimm:After the past 10 minutes of your misbegotten rambling...I've heard nothing but bull @#%$...Gambino you say you know all about the blood flowing? hahaha you know bullshit about that....you says I'm the PWF World Champion!...your a desgrace to everyone in this fed other then your "life partners" in the back called the gWo......let me tell you something you have cheated your way through the PWF and I nor the rest of the C.O.S nor Jason Hunt and people like that will take it any longer...Fate is a curious beast. No matter how fast you run. No matter how far you go. You can't escape it. Obviously Gambino you are not very popular with the suits at the corporate superstation and it's no secret that Grimm is considered a misfit and a freak. So I guess the powers that be decided, lets have Gambino talk about some boring nosene...but what they didn't plan is me.... Gambino r u man enough to wrestle me..Grimm at Armageddon. I guess I figure someone's bound to get hurt. Someone's bound to be put out of the sport. Well I'll wrestle but as everyone knows it's under a non title match but how about a special Extreme rules..... and the rule is....a bloodbath match...you must bloodbath your opponent to win...
Grimm waits for Gambino's answer.
before Gambino can answer "Amityville" by Eminem hits and Inmate walks out and intenonally bumps Grimms shoulder forcefully
Inmate: Hold on just a second, Did you not just hear the man? Your a newbie. you just got here, Big deal your in with Bloodbath and your *mockingly* Cult of Shadows. Oooh real scary. Now go away. Antonio.
Gambino: It's Mr. Gambino to you.
Inmate: Fine. Mr. Gambino, I ask you a question. Was the Prison match i was envolved in at Hardkore Hell not one of the best matches seen in quite a long time.
Gambino: I think it safe to say it was the Best at Hardkore Hell. Other than my match with Crusader.
Inmate: Alright. I'll take that as a yes. So would you also agree that the match EARNED an amount of respect both for Pitbull and myself.
Gambino: Alright I'll give you that.
Inmate: Alright then. Mr Gambino. I CHALLENGE YOU, to a Non-title match. None of that *mockingly* bloodbath match, crap. That's not wrestling, it's not even fighting. it's you can dump a bucket of water, cornstarch and a helluva lot of Red food coloring on the other first. Now are you up to a real challenge Mr. Gambino?
Inmate waits for an answer from Gambino
After the response from Inmate Grimm has an evil look on his face
Grimm:So Inmate it's like that is it? you have a prison match..I admit it was an amazing match but you fool..I guess you were to busy scraping yourself off the gravel because you didn't see The Canadian Deathmatch...which was In many superstars oponions a very good match. I'm a newbie? I'm a newbie...ok that is bullshit and you know it yourself...if your the man you say you are along with Mr.Gambino how bout we have a 3 way dance non title match in a streetfight rules match? or will you be a yellow bellied coward and not accept? it's up to both of you...but your souls will be taken to a new level of pain I'lll tell you that!
Grimm waits for a response from both men
As Davey K's music hits Inmate and Bman turn around to see the European Champion emerge, Davey K chants are deafening as Davey begins to speak with a mic in his hand
Davey K: Gentleman, gentleman, gentleman....the superstar of the PWF is....here *Davey points dramatically at his chest*
The Crowd goes crazy, Gambino goes to speak
Davey K: Whoa, hey hold on a minute there Gambino, ive heard just about all I can take of your voice for one evening! And who the hell are you? *Davey points at inmate*
Ah, your the guy thats so tough he is a prisoner, or escaped or something or other.....well erm, in prison did you make many, erm special friends *Davey smacks his own ass and gives a furious Inmate a wink*
So you both want a piece of that selling out piece of trash down there, hmm go ahead, I just dont think any match in the PWF is complete without the Superstar, so why not make it a nice 4-way? I have no love loss with any of you guys, so maybe you will all want to see why, they dont just call me Superstar because I hang with some very fine ladies, but because when Im in the ring, I kick some serious ass! Ive had enough off all this talk, Gambino, your trying to hold me back in the PWF and youve had this one coming!
Davey K leaves Bman and Inmate at the top of the ramp and goes striding off to the ring
All of a sudden, the lights go out and Bloodbath is seen on the Ultra-Tron.
Bloodbath: "Ha! Gambino, you come out here and talk about not having a challenge. But yet, the only people that have challenged you are the people that you have been complaining about. Grimm is not yet ready to fight you. He is coming along very well, but he is not yet ready. Inmate is nowhere near ready by the looks of things. He will get what is coming to him soon enough for mocking the darkness. And, lastly, Davey K comes out to answer the challenge. He has proven himself a great talent, but a match with the World Champion? I think not."
The camera zooms out a bit so that we can see that Bloodbath is right outside of the entryway.
Bloodbath: "If you really want a challenge, then why don't you and I go head to head. Tonight! The gWo vs. the Cult of Shadows. I will prove that the gWo is no longer the power here in the PWF and that there is a new era approaching!"
The lights then go out again and the sound of Bloodbath lauging can be heard. When the lights come back on, Inmate and Davey K are covered in a red liquid. Gambino is standing in the ring completely clean.
Bloodbath: "Gambino, your bloodbath will come later!"
The Ultra-Tron goes to black as ...........
Gambino is shown still standing in the ring, laughing at the two men who were just Bloodbathed.
Gambino:"Well, I guess that settles it. If it's an ass kicking you three want, then that's exactly what you'll get...because tonight, it will be me, the PWF World Champion....and it will be Inmate, 'Superstar' Davey K, and Grimm...in a Fatal Fourway Elimination match. You two...."
Gambino points to Inmate and Davey K
Gambino:"Don't bother cleaning up...because tonight, there WILL be some bloodshed...I'm making it a No Disqualification, Falls Count Anywhere match! I'll see you bastards in the ring!"
Gambino tosses the microphone aside as Sellout by Biohazard hits. The other 3 men walk to the back seperately, with Inmate and Davey K still wiping the 'blood' from them
Big Dave: Welcome back folks, after that long, spectacular and interesting opening segment, we move quickly onto our first match, where PWF newcomer, C-Dogg is scheduled to take on Light-Heavyweight Champion DarkStorm in a non-title contest.
Gellar: I think they are still cleaning up the blood from the ring.
Report: C-Dogg opens with a flurry of offence, with a quick DDT and a hanging Suplex getting 2 counts. DarkStorm comes back with a Snap Suplex, and then the Storm DDT almost gets a 2 count. C-Dogg comes back and hits a clothesline, a Missile Dropkick and then a German Suplex sets up at attempt at the C-Flip, which is missed. DarkStorm then hooks him up and hits a Tornado DDT, and that is enough to score a 3 count for DarkStorm.
DarkStorm d. C-Dogg
8:12 Pinfall
Big Dave: DarkStorm picks up yet another win to add to his ever growing list of victims.
Gellar: Ever growing list, what a joke...
The scene opens Q-zee dressing room. Q-Zee is franticly pacing from one end to the other, cursing and shouting! He walks up to his punch bag in the corner and start letting out all his aggression battering the swinging sack! Ted and the camera crew anxiously stand in the corner filming his actions. Q-Zee turns from the Punch bag and looks towards the camera!
Q-Zee: Any punk can get lucky, any punk can make a fluke and gain a cheap victory but just try it again c-dogg, I dare you step in the ring with me one last time and see what happens! There will be no C-flip’s ,there will be no Sharpshooter, their will just be you one your back and you wont be getting up!
Q-Zee turns back to the punch bag and with a huge left hook, send the bag flying of its hinges!
The camera fades as Q-Zee storms out of the room and slams the door behind him!
Q-Zee has made his way to the catering area, still fuming about C-Dogg. He grabs an ice cold soda and is looking over the many plates of snacks when laughter is heard. Q-Zee looks up to see Loki headed his way.
Q-Zee: What's so funny, you blue-haired freak?
Loki: Aw, why ya have to be so mean? Ya big bully! I can't help it if I was born like this! *fake sob* It's not fair! It's not fair! It's- Oh wait, that's right, I dyed my hair, and I wasn't born like this.
Q-Zee: Very funny, smart ass!
Loki: Oh! Nicknames! You can be... um.... Oh! I got it! Mr.... um, uh.... Pants! That's it! Mr. Pants!
Loki starts laughing at his own joke while Q-Zee is progressively getting more and more pissed.
Q-Zee: Listen punk, I don't have time to be messin' around with losers like you. I got a match tonight against C-Dogg if the little bitch accepts. I'm gonna show him that his win was a fluke. As much a fluke as a joke like you getting into this federation. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Q-Zee starts walking away when Loki stops him.
Loki: Whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa! Darkstorm? Is that a new look for ya? If so, ya gotta tell me how ya did this cuz I needs me some new costume ideas.
Q-Zee: What the hell did you just say?
Loki: You're Darkstorm? Ain'tcha?
Q-Zee: What the hell is wrong with you? You get dropped when you were a kid?
Loki: A couple times, yes. I don't see what that has to do with anything. Well Darkstorm, good luck.
Q-Zee: And why the hell do you keep calling me Darkstorm?!?
Loki: Cuz that's who it says has a match against C-Dogg tonight..... What?
Q-Zee upsets several tables in a fit of rage while Loki watches on.
Loki: Was it something I said?
Q-Zee grabs Loki by the collar and gets in his face.
Q-Zee: That punk thinks he can dodge me?! That punk thinks he can dodge me?!?
Loki: (meekly) Uh, actually he kinda sorta signed his match before you challenged him.
Q-Zee lets Loki go and punts a trashcan (dust bin for our English viewers) across the room. He pauses for a moment, seeming to regain his composure.
Q-Zee: Ya know what?
Loki: (excitedly) What?
Q-Zee: I'm gonna get a match tonight, one way or another.
Loki: Oooh! Nifty spiffy! Good for you!
Q-Zee: And do you know who I'm gonna fight?
Loki: (excitedly) Oooh! Who? Come on! Tell me, tell me, tell me, TELL ME!!!
Q-Zee: You....
Loki: Eh?
Q-Zee levels Loki with a clothesline and storms off to his locker room. Loki looks up groggily from his spot on the floor.
Loki: Anyone get the license number on that... uh... pants?
Loki falls back to the floor and just lies there.
Grimm walks into the C.O.S. locker room where Hanibal is checking himself in the mirror
Grimm:Hey man here the good news bout my match?
Hanibal:what news? i've been busy..
Grimm:It's Me vs. Gambino vs. Davey K vs.Inmate
Hanibal: Oh did u feel free not to dd me into that match or what?
Grimm:Sorry man it was a one time chance and I couldn't pass it up
Hanibal: yea allways thinking about yourself eh? Well incase you didn't notice we are a team...Why would you go waste your time with those guys when we could be tag champs...
Grimm:Hey man I told ya it was a one time deal..I'm sorry I should have thought for the team but I thought you'd do the same
Hanibal: One time deal to what...ditch me for superstardom?
Grimm:Ok man you gotta chill out were a team I would never ditch you
Hanibal: Really?
Hanibal smerks
Hanibal:.....doesn't sound like it
Grimm:I really don't like your atitude right now
Grimm gets up and starts to walk out of the room
Hanibal grabs Grimms shoulder and spins him around
Hanibal: Your the one whos ditching me!
Grimm:What is wrong with you man?
Hanibal: You..
Hanibal throws his chair against the wall and walks out of the dressing room
Grimm:What the hell?
Grimm sits in his chair and finishes getting ready for his match
Big Dave: It sounds like there are problems within Canadian Kaos and the Cult of Shadows. Perhaps the gWo is getting to them.
Gellar: Of course the gWo is getting to them, they fear the gWo, and what they can do.
Big Dave: Maybe, or maybe the switch to the dark side has affected them more than that. They never seemed the dark type to me.
Gellar: "The Dark Side", what is this? Star Wars?
Big Dave: You know what I mean.
Gellar: I never know what you mean, I mean, I'm not you, I can thank the lord for that.
Big Dave: Anyway, we move onto the 2nd match for tonight, where Q-Zee is set to take on Loki. Should be an interesting contest.
Report: Q-Zee is aggressive from the start and begins to beat down the slightly bigger Loki. He hits a Sidewalk Slam, and then follows it up with a Piledriver. But Loki kicks out both times. Loki comes back and hits the Mischief Maker (Hurricanranna), and then the MonkeyShine (Frankensteiner with Kiss). A stunning Splash from the top rope almost gives Loki the win. Q-Zee takes over and uses his right fist to dominate. And then hits a Reverse DDT and then a German Suplex with a bridge nearly scores the win. he hits a Fireman's Carry to Pancake, but again Loki kicks out. Q-Zee goes for a Cradle Powerbomb, but somehow Loki manages to break free and drops to the floor. He kicks him in the gut and then hits the Last Laugh (FameAsser). Loki makes the cover and gets the win.
Loki d. Q-Zee
6:48 Pinfall
Big Dave: Loki picks up the win. Q-Zee has looked impressive in his few matches so far, we should be seeing a lot more of him in the future.
The scene opens in Masta P's locker room, Masta P is paceing round the room throwing punches at this moment Ted walks in
Masta P: Woah dude, dont you knock what if i was doing something
Tedison: Like what Masta P ?
Masta P: dont go there Ted, anyway enough of pally chat what the hell are you doing bursting into Masta P's Locker room.
Tedison: Well ive come to ask you about your match tonight with Midnight because well to be honest nobody understands why youve challanged him.
Masta P: Well first off i plain and simple just dont like the guy and secondly he walks into the PWF and starts running his mouth about his drug dealing , car stealing, drive by shooting gangsta ways and that just pisses me off.
Tedison: There already seems to be a lot of heat between Midnight and your guy Q-Zee
Masta P: Yeah well frankley who can blame him but Q-Zee can take him another time because this is just a one night thing because i have bigger fish to fry
Masta P Turns to Ted
Masta P: You done Fred
Tedison: ( to himself) oh god not him as well. Yeah Masta P were done see ya
Masta P picks up his phone and dials a number
Masta P: Hey Q-Zee Yeah he just been but why did you want me to call him fred
the camaras fade out with Masta P talking to Q-Zee
Big Dave: Masta P sounds like he thinsk Midnight might be just a little bit too similar to himself.
Gellar: Gangsta ways you mean?
Big Dave: Yeah, it seems like Masta P & Q-Zee don't like the idea of there being other Gangstas in the PWF.
Gellar: Perhaps they should talk to Big Lou, whereever he is these days.
Big Dave: Not seen him around much recently, seems to have taken a back seat recently. No idea why.
Gellar: Probably just doesn't feel like wasting his energy on two losers like Masta P and Q-Zee. Ha Ha!!
Big Dave: Whatever. Onto our next match, Where Mr Walrus is set to take on Jason Hunt.
Report: Walrus starts out with a few right hands and hits a Belly to Belly. Jason Hunt comes back with a Hurricanranna and then a Swinging Neckbreaker. He then hits a Tiger Suplex with a bridge, but Walrus survives. Walrus comes back with a Reverse DDT and then a Scoop Slam sets up the Walrus Elbow. Walrus does the "Do the Walrus" strut and then drops the Elbow. But Hunt kicks out. Walrus scoops up Hunt for the Wrath of the Walrus, but Hunt drops down behind him and then hits a Dragon Suplex with a bridge and pulls off another upset win.
Jason Hunt d. Walrus
7:01 Pinfall
Big Dave: Jason Hunt surprises us all again with another win. He's making a very impressive start to his PWF career.
Gellar: Maybe, but he will soon be put in his place by the gWo.
The camera finds “The Real Show” Big Poppa moping in his locker room. He doesn’t have his normal accompaniment of Sabre, Dark Raven, or even the Russian Midget Boris. Strangely, Big Poppa isn’t sitting down on plush couch right next to him. He’s sitting on a steal chair… And that’s when you’re supposed to realize that that’s the same chair MVD knocked him out at last Havoc.
Big Poppa: “You know… I’ve done a lot of thinking in the past few days… Thinking about certain people… Thinking about certain, damned situations. Well after long days of thought, I’ve come to a conclusion that I think that everyone can agree with. You have to understand that I’m not psycho. I just REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY hate it when someone screws with me. And at Havoc Matt Van Dam not only screwed with me, HE SCREWED ME. I could have beaten Davey K, the little bastard was getting tired. The European title was in my graps and Mr. PPV decided to settle his problems during my time. Well, you all know and saw what happened… But now, I’m going to give you my ‘conclusion…’ ”
Big Poppa takes a second. He stands up and folds the chair.
Big Poppa: “M V D… Plain and simple. You’re a JACKASS. You really f*ed with the wrong person this time. You see, I really already knew you were a JACKASS. But what I’ve been thinking about these past few days is how badly I’m going to f* you up, son. M V D I’m not afraid of you, or your gWo friends. Hell, bring ‘em all down to the ring and I’ll meet you there with Mr. F’in Happy.”
Big Poppa holds up the chair, turns it around showing a big old happy face sticker on it
Big Poppa: “… Otherwise known as a freaking steal chair. Wait, it’s THE steal chair you laid me out with at Havoc. So let it be known, The Real Show is taking up a war against MVD, and the whole gWo for if I have to.”
Big Poppa sits back down on the couch, laying Mr. Happy down with ‘em.
Big Poppa: “MVD I want you in a singles match… And that’s because I don’t want to bring Sabre into my and Mr. Happy’s personal business. But I don’t want just any kind of match, I want a match that I can legally injure you in… And like I said, I was thinking about how badly I’m going to f* you up… So I thought up a new match in the process… A steal table match. I’ll explain it later… I don’t care how long I have to wait but I’m going petition, even harass anyone in power to give it to me. MVD, I want you to feel the pain and humiliation that came with that chair shot, and around here where there truly is no justice, I think that you’ll be feeling the wrath of Mr. Happy and Me soon. Oh yes… And if you don’t like it, well that’s too damn bad because The Real Show… Just… Said SO!!!”
The scene cuts out…
Camera catches MVD exiting Gambino's locker room with a big smile on his and Johnny Mayhem begins to question MVD
Mayhem:-Mr Van Dam, can i get your thoughts on what Poppa said earlier this eveing?
MVD:- Of course you can my man (putting his arm around Mayhem in a typically cocky manner). What do you wanna ask Mr PPV?
Mayhem:- Well first of all, are you proud of costing Poppa the European title?
MVD:- Absolutely! He should be pleased that he is not associated with the "Mickey Mouse" title.
Mayhem:- A title that you failed to claim from Davey K?
MVD:- Not failed Mayhem (MVD releases his arm now from Mayhem after the rude comment) but chose not to take. The title is a piece of garbage that only Davey K takes pride in defending, thats how pathetic his career is.
Mayhem:- Poppa has called you out, here tonight on ARMAGEDDON, do you accept his challenge?
MVD:- What do you think I was in that locker room for. Me and Gambino have made it official. But there are two special conditions.
1. If Poppa beats me, he gets a re-match against Davey K as he requests and we promise no interferance.
2. If I win, and lets admit, its a forgone conclusion, then me and Power G will face Sabre & Poppa for the tag titles are Havoc!
Now get out of my face, i've got a match to prepare for!
Mayhem:- Well its official, Poppa v MVD tonight, Big Dave its over to you!
Big Dave: Sounds interesting so far, Big Poppa could be getting a rematch for the European Title, or he could be facing Power G & MVD with Sabre for their Tag Titles. One of those will happen on Havoc, but which one?
Gellar: Didn't you hear MVD? It's a foregone conclusion. He will beat Poppa. Clean and simple.
Big Dave: Well, we will see... But for now, we have a match between Rookie & Sandstorm.
Report: Rookie and Sandstorm open with a slugfest in the middle of the ring. Rookie then comes out with a Belly to Belly, but Sandstorm comes back with The Mummification (Rack Pancake). Sandstorm hits a Reverse DDT and goes into the Infinite Rest (Dragon Sleeper), but Rookie makes it to the ropes and then he catches Sandstorm by surprise and hits the Number 1 Pick. Both men are slow back up. But after a short exchange, Rookie manages to get in the Free Agent Money Maker (Jump Swinging DDT) and scores the victory.
Rookie d. Sandstorm
10:22 Pinfall
The camera opens up into the back where we see Showstopper and Heely where we left them last time. Watching TV in a nicely furnished 'arena room', with feet resting on a table, and supping from drinks.
From TV: Perhaps so, but it is also the end of the night, and perhaps it truly is The End of the PWF World as we know it. Goodbye folks. See you soon.
The TV(only back of the TV is visible to the camera) becomes silent.
Showstopper: And that, my friend, is how the gWo started to really get noticed.
Heelmaster: Pah. Nothing compared to me. I don't cheat to win my matches, unilke the gWo, it seems.
Showstopper: And that Gambino....phew....what a 'piece of sh*t'.
Heelmaster shoots a glance at Showstopper.
Showstopper: What?
Heelmaster: What? You stole my insult, that's what, you piece of sh*t. Don't EVER say that again, or i'll knock your head off, dumb f*cker. You too moronish to think of your own insults now or something?
Showstopper: Hmmmmm.....it seems so doesn't it? But please Heely, stop it with these tantrums already.
Heelmaster's eyebrows raise.
Heelmaster: Heely? You just called me Heely?
As Heelmaster is about to get up, and presumably slap Showstopper silly, Showstopper puts up his hand.
Showstopper: Ah-ah. Temper temper my friend. You DO remember why you are here don't you?
Heelmaster sits down and starts to sulk.
Heelmaster: OK, I'll try to calm my temper from now on.
Showstopper: That's better dude....so, we were talking about the gWo?
Heelmaster: Correct, we were. That reminds me, rewind to just before that tag title match.
Showstopper: Ummm...OK.
Showstopper get's up out of the chair and presses something on/near the TV. [click]. The classic rewinding sound can be heard as Heelmaster taps his fingers on the arm of the luxurious black leather chair. [click]. Showstopper presses something again and returns to the sofa.
Heelmaster: This is it.
The audio from Travis Right's End of the World interview can be heard, as the duo look on with intrest. As Travis' ramblings come to a close, Showstopper again gets up out of his seat, and presses something again. [click]. The audio stops again, while Showstopper goes back to the sofa.
Showstopper: Well, what about it?
Heelmaster brings his hands together, like in prayer, but moves his fingers every now and then, to show he is thinking, or pondering even.
Heelmaster: That guy then...he's in the gWo right?
Showstopper: Travis Right is in the gWo, yes.
Heelmaster: Hmmmmmmmm.......intresting......very intresting. Did he ever regain the US Championship?
Showstopper: No, he had lots of chances though. Why? What you thinking?
Heelmaster: What's the next PWF show?
Showstopper: Armageddon....why goddamnit?
Heelmaster: Go to the Creatiev Team office, and request Showstopper versus Travis Right for Armageddon.
Showstopper: Will do...but finally, why?
Heelmaster: First of all, to punish him for losing the title to someone more mediocre than himself, and secondly, to let the gWo know that we are not scared of them, and are not a part of their 'regime'.
Showstopper: Good thinking.
Heelmaster: I'm a smart man Showstopper. Now go request that booking.
Showstopper: Layter then.
Showstopper stands and exits the the room, leaving Heelmaster staring at the TV screen, still pondering. Suddenly, to break the silence, Heelmaster laughs. Laughs long and loud, manical like. The camera fades out.
The camera cuts backstage to Homicide's locker room, where he appears quite upset at some of the rambling remarks of the Heelmaster. He wears a frown on his face and the PWF United States Championship belt on his shoulder, and he begins consulting a possible next victim.
Homicide: "So, Heelmaster, you want Showstopper to do your dirty work and beat up Travis Right, the man who lost the United States Title to a man more mediocre than himself? Very interesting consider THAT MAN IS ME!! To say something jokingly is one thing, but to say it to me is quite another.."
Homicide pauses and rubs the US title belt on his shoulder with pride. He then looks back up and continues.
Homicide: "You see this gold? Travis lost this to his superior, ME! It wasn't a singles match where I got lucky.. Not a match where I paid someone money to win me a title.. I didn't even have any allies! It was me versus whatever he and possibly the gWo could dish out in a 2/3 Falls Match at the biggest Pay Per View extravaganza in sports entertainment. I won NOT ONCE, but TWICE! I beat him in that match to earn this.."
Homicide pauses to clear his throat, and then proceeds toward his point of the promo.
Homicide: "You don't seem like that type to work towards something.. I doubt you've earned one honest thing in your life! But, seeing as you've enfuriated me enough to perhaps blur my judgment, you will have an opportunity.."
What possibly could he be getting at? Any guesses? Homicide let's that mood set in for a second before revealing his plan.
Homicide: "I am challenging YOU, Heelmaster, to an "I Quit" Match! No, you don't deserve a shot at the title, so you wont get that.. But you have the chance to step-up and assert some meaning in your words by forcing some in mine.. Do you accept? Do you have the guts to step into the ring with the MASSACRE? I guess we'll find out.."
Homicide gives out a laugh from the depths-below, then with a flip of his trench-coat disappears in a camera view of snowy, gray and white static.
The scene opens in the lounge area where we left Heelmaster last. He is now leafing through a magazine, the cover just about visible. The title reads 'PWF News Anthology volume II', and it consists of a large montage of pictures from all versions of the gWo. Various text ensembles litter the rest of the cover, noticably a piece about Heelmaster, and also a piece about the Cult of Shadows. Showstopper enters the room and sits down on the couch, while Heelmaster gets his feet off the table, and places the magazine there.
Showstopper: They're OK with it. For some reason, they think it's good we're making new rivals too.
Heelmaster: Why is that?
Showstopper: Because Theros isn't schedueled for any shows over the next month. He's hospitalized actually. Might be intresting if we..err...pay him a little visit, eh?
Heelmaster: I don't think so Show, you dumb f*ck. He escaped the hospital. A day after Harkore Hell.
Heelmaster leans over, picks up the magazine and hands it to Showstopper.
Heelmaster: Page 14.
Showstopper flies through the pages, and reads with amazement.
Showstopper: WHAT? Your having me on right? I mean, he could be anywhere!? And what if he's looking for us?
Heelmaster: Relax. That news has got to be two weeks old. He would have gotten a hold of us by now. And what if he did show up? What's the crazy bitch gonna do?
Showstopper: I hope your right about this.
Showstopper places the magazine down on the table, and then proceeds to put his feet up.
Showstopper: So what do you propose we do in the meantime?
Heelmaster: We do? We do nothing. You fight, I think.
Showstopper: Dude, your a former World Championm it's kinda unfair...
Heelmaster: Unfair? UNFAIR? I tell you whats unfair, you piece of sh*t, it's unfair that I can't get any f*ckin money for showing up on TV. That's unfair.
Showstopper: Ok, ok, ok. But, what I mean is, what do we do after I defeat Travis Right?
Heelmaster: Again with the 'we do' buissness. You do, what I tell you to do. And I will tell you what to do, when the time comes. OK?
Before Showstopper can reply, a guy in a black uniform opens the door, and pops his head round. He's wearing a headphone headset, and looks rushed off his feet.
Guy: Guys, Homicide's just been on...there's a replay on PWF B.
Showstopper: Right.
The guy rushes out and slams the door on his way. Probably by accident..
Heelmaster: If I ever see that d*ckhead again, remind me to kill him.
Showstopper doesn't reply, but rather turns the TV on, and uses the remote to change the channel. Although we cannot see the TV Screen, we know it is a replay of Homicide's interview playing. Showstopper and Heelmaster look on, and nearing the end, Heelmaster's eye's grow wide,m while Showstopper tries to suppress a grin.
Showstopper: Time to bring those world championship winning skills out of the closet?
Heelmaster: You assume i'm going to accept.
Showstopper: You will though won't you.
Heelmaster: Well unlike someone else in this room, i'm no pu*sy, so yes, i'll accept his challenge. But Homicide should recognize this...there is only one who is superior, and at Armageddon, we will see who is. Only one can say 'I quit', and I hope you realise, it will not be me. For Homicide, you thick a*shole, I am a heel...and...
Showstopper: heels never lose.
The camera fades out.
The camera fades into the office of the PWF Commissioner, Antonio Gambino. He is dressed in his wrestling attire, prepared for his upcoming match. He is reading a few papers, when there is a knock at the door.
Gambino: Come in.
The door opens, and Showstopper walks in, alone.
Gambino: You again? I'm sick and tired of seeing your face, what do you want?
Showstopper: I take it you've not been watching the show?
Gambino: As you can see, I'm rather busy, there have been god knows how many people joining the PWF in the last couple of weeks, you have any idea how many papers I have to sign? Your friend Heelmaster isn't helping either, I've got to deal with SH lawyers, officials, you name it, I've a lot on my plate. So whatever you want to say, make it quick.
Showstopper: Well I've got another match for you, just signed, Homicide v Heelmaster in an I Quit match.
Gambino: Tonight?
Showstopper: When did you think it was going to be, tomorrow? Next week, of course it's tonight.
Gambino: No can do, we're fully booked for tonight.
Showstopper: What? That's Bullshit, there's loads of time. This is all because I beat you at Dangerous Ground, you hold me back because of it.
Gambino stands up and gets in Showstopper's face.
Gambino: You do not tell me how I run this Federation, I do what I damn well like, and seeing as you've now pissed me off, YOUR match for tonight is cancelled. You and Heelmaster can both wait until Saturday Night for your matches. Now get the hell out of my office, before I come up with some nasty stipulations.
Showstopper gives Gambino a glare, before he exits the office without saying a word.
Big Dave: Welcome back folks, it looks like we've signed two matches for this weeks Havoc. Heelmaster v Homicide in an I Quit Match, and Showstopper v Travis Right. Should be two spectacular matches.
Gellar: Definitely two spectacular matches. I will enjoy watching Homicide say I Quit again.
Big Dave: He's never said I quit.
Gellar: Didn't you see the Rumble? It was quite clear, he said I Quit during Big Lou's match?
Big Dave: That was Travis Right, and you know it.
Gellar: Nah, that was rubbish, Homicide said I quit.
Big Dave: Whatever, anyway, over to the ring, where Masta P is set to take on Midnight.
Report: Masta P and Midnight duke it out in a Heavyweight slug-fest. Masta P takes control and hits a series of Reverse Elbows in the corner. He then hits a Gutwrench Powerbomb and a Pendulum Backbreaker. He continues to use his strength to dominate Midnight, but he can't score the win. Out of nowhere, Midnight manages to hit his finishing maneouvre, "The Depression" (Super Knee Strike) and he covers and pulls the win from out of nowhere. Masta P wakes up moments later and looks extremely pissed off, as he thought he had his first win in the PWF sewn up.
Midnight d. Masta P
7:58 Pinfall
Big Dave: Midnight sneaks a win, while Masta P is still looking for his debut win here in the PWF.
Gellar: I hope he never gets a win, ever, whatever fed he is in.
Big Dave: Well I hope not, but we move quickly onto our next match, as time is short. MVD will take on Big Poppa.
Report: MVD and Poppa exchange right hands in the middle of the ring, Poppa comes off the better and sends MVD to the ropes where he goes for the Showstoppin Slam (Swinging Chokeslam), but MVD ducks his hand and kicks Poppa in the gut. MVD sends Poppa to the ropes and lifts him up and then drops him on the top rope. MVD then takes control and hits a Monkey Flip followed by The Sexiest Move (Spinning Belly to Back Suplex). MVD then performs the Old Man Stink on Poppa. But Poppa makes a comeback with a DDT and then as MVD stands in the middle of the ring dazed. Poppa kicks him in the gut, doubling him over, and then comes off the ropes, going to grab MVD, but MVD snaps out of it, and then catches Poppa with the Vandamaniser (Tilt a Whirl Driver). But Poppa kicks out. MVD continues to dominate until out of nowhere Poppa hits a German Suplex counter. Poppa then recovers and takes control hitting the Paptizer and then the Showstoppin Slam, but MVD survives both. Poppa goes for the Paptizer again, but MVD pushes Poppa into the ref. MVD goes for the Vandaminator, but Poppa catches him and hits a Cradle Powerbomb. Poppa sets MVD on the top rope and then hits the Poppa Bomb (Super Powerbomb). But as he covers, there is no referee. Poppa goes to try and revive the referee, but as he does so, Power G comes running down to the ring. He slides in behind Poppa and waits for him to turn around before he hits the G Power Slam. He then places MVD's arm over Poppa and then slides outside the ring. The referee comes around and sees the cover, and makes the 3 count.
MVD d. Poppa
13:46 Pinfall
Big Dave: Dammit, that was a blatant screw job. Again.
Gellar: Stop complaining, now the gWo has a chance to claim the Tag Team Titles, oh what a glorious day that is going to be, when MVD & Power G are crowned the PWF Tag Team Champions.
Big Dave: Don't count your chickens before they are hatched, because the gWo are not champions yet. They still have to beat Poppa & Sabre, and so far, nobody has taken those titles off them.
Gellar: The gWo are set to become the first.
Big Dave: Well, we shall see this saturday, but after the break we have our Main Event, the fatal four way match.
Report: The match starts out with Gambino fighting Grimm, and Davey K fighting Inmate. The match spreads to the outside where Weapons become involved as Gambino cracks a steel chair over Grimm's back. Inmate uses two Steel Trashcan lids to ring the ears of Davey. After temporarily immobilising Grimm. Gambino joins Inmate in beating up Davey. The two deliver a viscious Con-chair-to. But then Inmate cracks the chair over Gambino's head and then tries to eliminate him. But Gambino kicks out. Grimm is back up and as Inmate goes to hit him, he surprises him with the Blood Mist. While Inmate's eyes are dazed. Grimm hits the Fear Factor (Impaler) and then surprisingly eliminates Inmate. Grimm turns his attention to Gambino, where he tries to hit him with the Fear Factor, but Gambino pushes him off into Davey K who kicks him in the gut and then hits the Superstar Slam (Pedigree) and eliminates him, leaving just Davey K & Gambino in the ring. The two go at it in a slugfest, which spreads to the outside. Gambino puts Davey down, slamming his head into the steel ringpost. Gambino then removes the covering on the announcers table. He then pulls one monitor out, and throws it to one side. He then pulls the 2nd out and then drives it into the head of Davey K. He then rolls him onto the table. He climbs up and looks set to piledrive him through the table, when Davey escapes with a low blow, and then he kicks Gambino in the gut and hits the Superstar Slam driving his head through the table. After taking a moment to recover, Davey K just about manages to roll in the ring, and brings Gambino in with him. Davey goes for the pin, but Gambino kicks out. Davey picks up Gambino, but he counters with a Double Arm DDT and both men stay down. Then from the back comes MVD, who runs to the ring and climbs the top rope. He then dives off with the Five Star Frog Splash to Davey K. Gambino then rolls over to make the cover on Davey and gets the win, thanks to MVD's help.
Gambino d. Inmate, Grimm & Davey K.br>15:23 Pinfall
Big Dave: Dammit, the gWo just don't know when to stop, can't they just let a match go it's natural cause.
Gellar: Winning is everything, and the gWo is tired of losing. So it is making sure it wins.
Big Dave: Damn cheats, and they've got the commissioner, so nothing can be done about it.
Gellar: It's great, isn't it?
Big Dave: No, but we are out of time folks, we will see you next week, and don't forget to tune into this weeks Havoc.