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Live from the Gund Arena
Cleveland Ohio
16th January 2002
Cleveland Ohio
16th January 2002
Pyro's blast off around the Gund Arena as "Time Bomb" by Godsmack rocks the arena. The packed house in Cleveland go insane, awaiting the start of tonights action as we swoop down to ringside, where Big Dave and Eric "The Bushbomber" Gellar, are waiting.
Big Dave: Hello everyone and welcome to PWF Armageddon. We are hot off the heels from a spectacular Havoc, which saw 4 men carried out on stretchers, 2 title changes, and a shocking event, which was believed to be by the Cult of Shadows, although they have not admitted it, yet.
Gellar: I couldn't believe it when I saw McFreeze hung upside down like that, it was scary.
Big Dave: But we all know that probably wasn't even the biggest shock of the night, that was when MVD & Power G upset Big Poppa & Sabre to win the Tag Titles. Although lets be fair to Poppa & Sabre here, MVD & Power G had outside help to win that match.
Gellar: So they had outside help? It only speeded up the inevitable. Do you know how many tag team matches Power G and MVD have lost as a tag team? None. So why is it such a shock that they would beat Poppa & Sabre?
Big Dave: It is not a shock that they won, but many people are upset at the manner in which they won. Not that they won.
Gellar: Whatever, everyone is always jealous of the gWo. But I guess the only time you know your at the top is when everyone hates you.
Big Dave: That isn't always true.
Sellout by Biohazard hits and green lights shine upone the entrance area. The curtain shuffles a bit, and Gambino appears through the curtain, and walks onto the stage. He stands at the top of the ramp, while soaking in the crowds boos and taking it all in stride. A smile appears across his face, as if he enjoys being boo'd by the fans. He walks to the ring and climbs in, then climbs a turnbuckle and looks out across the crowd. He then jumps down and grabs a microphone from the ring announcer
Big Dave: I guess the commissioner wants to open the show, I don't suppose we can stop him.
Gellar: No, you especially can't.
Gambino: "You know, I've been in this business a long time, and I've seen people come and go. Great superstars like Headache, General Leo, Wages of Sin, Solo, Demon..."
The crowd pops at the mention of the former PWF Superstars
Gambino: "...I've seen groups form, then disband....groups like Capital Punishment, The New DX, the LOD..."
The crowd pops again when Gambino mentions some of the names
Gambino: "...but never before have I seen Superstars form together as one like the gWo have. Never before have I seen a group with so much power, so much control, so much loyalty. We've got some of the greatest stars in the business today...MVD, Power G, McFreeze, Travis Right, myself..."
The crowd begins to boo at the mention of the gWo members
Gambino: "At only 5 members strong, we're the most powerful, most influential group in the industry today! We run the PWF, and not a damn thing goes down around here without our say so. I mentioned that I've seen people come and go...but I might also mention, that some of the people that have come and gone, we were responsible for them leaving. Rye Hazwaki, gone....Diablo, I retired his ass in a 2 out of 3 falls match...Ruff Ryders, they turned their backs on me, and where are they now? Eraser, he's almost been 'erased' to a mere memory. No one really gives a @#%$ about him now, do they? Crusader, after losing the World Title to yours truly, he's a nobody! He's resorted to sneak attacks on his former friend. You see a pattern forming here? You look back in time, at the history of the PWF, and all you see are superstars that we've either retired, or just flat out scared them out of the business."
The crowd begins an @#%$ chant directed at Gambino
Gambino: "Now, Poppa and Sabre have lost their tag titles to the gWo...to MVD and Power G. Look at them now? Sabre blaming Poppa for costing them the titles. That dumb sonuvabitch is so messed up in the head, he doesn't know whether he's coming or going. No one cost you the tag titles you idiot, you lost them because you're not a real champion! You lost them because you didn't have what it takes to hold on to a title, because you couldn't function as a team! You lost them because, well, quite frankly, you flat out suck!"
The crowd really begins to give it to Gambino now, and a Sabre chant breaks out
Gambino: "Yeah, yeah, yeah...chant his name all you want. But I know....and every single one of you jackass's in the crowd knows...that Sabre doesn't have the balls to walk down that aisle and face me. Even if he did, he'd get the same treatment that every other PWF superstar has gotten when they step into the ring with me!"
The crowd continue to chant Sabres name
Gambino: "Keep it up, keep chanting his name! He's nothing! He doesn't have what it takes to beat a Champion lik me! You know what, if that bastard was here right now...you know what I'd say to him..."
Gambino is cut off by Sabres music and Sabre appears on the stage, with a microphone in hand
Mic in hand, Sabre takes in the atmosphere of the fans, and looks at Gambino standing in the ring. He then surveys the capacity crowd, before speaking...
Sabre: 'Hey Gammy, I was wandering around out back, when suddenly my ears started to burn... Anybody out here mention my name?'
The crowd cheers as a smile creeps across Sabre's face. He lifts the mic to his lips, directing his speech towards the PWF champion.
Sabre: 'Actually, to tell the truth, I walked out here thinking I heard the theme to the Wonder Years... but it turns out instead of checking out Winnie Cooper, I get an eyeful of Gambino... *shudder* But I spose it's not hard to pick you as the memory lane type, my man. Voices in your head, a whole lot of geeky friends.. I'm sure that during your established career you've gleamed quite a few stories to tell, too. Now I wouldn't call myself a rookie, exactly, seeing as I've been here since the PWF's inception some months ago. And during my time in the PWF, I have certainly achieved some highs and lows. Highs, like wrestling Crusader Chrome for the World championship and obtaining the tag team titles at Rumble In the Bronx, and lows... like wrestling Travis Right, and having to address your ugly mug tonight. But one has to wonder why you have to bring all of your accomplishments out into the arena... can we say... penis extention?'
The audience laughs as Gambino gets impatient, walking up and down the ring like a caged animal. Sabre, however, remains stationary, continuing...
Sabre: 'Well, seeing as I'm here and all, I think it's time we sorted out this debarkle that you've created tonight... first and foremost, I don't blame Poppa, my tag buddy for losing our match... I just blame him for being a jackass. I'm putting the blame on losing our match on the squeezer who decided playing 'hit the champs with a chair' would be a fun game to play. I'm putting the blame squarely on YOU, champ. The steel chair shots to the head were the only things that gave MVD and G the win. Nothing more. But, seeing as you sold your soul, I doubt you'd care about petty things like 'fair' and 'untainted victory' But before you go around saying I suck... check the video replay, check out the loser with the chair... and ferchristssake check yourself out in that wrestling attire... how much closer to the 80's do you wanna get?'
Gambino now stops pacing, and points at Sabre, making numerous threats that the mics don't pick up. The eyes, however, say it all.
Sabre: 'Now I'm sure that little punchlines and witty remarks do not phase the mighty Gambino one little bit, but I damn hope what I'm about to say is going to send shivers up your spine. There's a fine line in this federation between power and dependancy, Gambino, and the moment you won that belt and shocked the World by joining the gWo, you stopped being powerful, and began being dependant on that feeble little stable. The Green World Order is nothing but a pack of liars and wannabe's, depending on run-ins and interference. You became nothing more than a worm, begining with the screwjob you pulled on Crusader Chrome... and ending last Havoc when you cost me my tag title. Because one day there's going to be a person that just can't take the bullshit and makes a stand. And I for one am fed up with you and your petty little parasite brigade. I am fed up with seeing you picking and choosing your victims and getting away with murder. I may not be the guy that'll end all this, but I'll be damned if I just stand aside and let you walk all over me.'
The crowd slowly get behind Sabre and his growing confidence, as he drops the comedy act and begins walking down the rampway, stopping at the foot as he continues...
Sabre: 'Calling me out isn't a great idea... especially not after losing my belt. Becuase laughter aside, I'm looking for a little vengeance. And lo and behold, little Gammy wants a piece of Sabre. How damn convienient. Mate, check yourself into the Armageddon arena, because it is officially ON. World title on the line, no DQ, first man to shoot Johnny Mayhem, 12 monkies on a pole, I don't give a rats arse. Just as long as it's you and me in the squared circle. I want you bleeding. I want you broken. I want this to be nice and legal. You're the commish, aren'tcha? See if you can make that happen... see if you've got the damn balls.'
Gambino storms around the ring a bit, in a tantrum
Gambino: "You listen here Sabre! I don't need the gWo to be a Champion! I was a champion long before the gWo was around, and I'll be a champion long after they're gone!!"
Gambino calms down a bit and pulls himself together.
Gambino: "The fact of the matter is, I can beat you, no problem. You want hardcore, you got it. You wan no interference, you got it. You want no disqualification, you got it. You want the Title on the line, no god damn way! You don't deserve a shot at my title, no one does! I'm on a level far beyond anyone else here in the PWF, that's how it's always been, and that's how it will always be. You think you've been beaten before, well Sabre, you have no idea. Tonight though....yes, tonight, I'll show you what being beaten is all about, tonight, I will show no mercy."
A sadistic smile appears on Gambinos face as Sellout plays. He climbs a turnbuckle and looks straight into Sabres eyes, who is still standing on the stage. Sabre then leaves through the curtain as Gambino climbs down from the turnbuckle and paces the ring a bit
Big Dave: What a main event we have signed for tonight.
There is a camera man standing in front of a cafe's window staring into the establishment with a blank expression on his face. The recording camera pans in to get a closer view, and as it slowly approaches the camera man from the rear the camera view switches to that man's footage. The camera focuses on the inside of the cafe and it searches until it comes to rest upon the built figure of one of PWF's rising stars; Midnight. He is sitting at a table by himself casually sipping on a large hot chocolate as he buries his nose in a magazine. Zooming in to get a shot of the book's title, it reads "PWF MAGAZINE: Where it's at!" On the cover ther eis a photo of the world champion Gambino delivering the Gambino to Jason Hunt. In a subheading it reads "Has Jason's fire been put out? read more about the newcomer who's nursing his wounds" The camera moves back and forth as the camera man steps back from the window and enters the cafe. Slowly approaching Midnight the camera stays intent on Midnight. A large smile is on Midnight's face and he is looking at the magazine with a bright light in his eye. As the camera man gets into position he pans around so he can see what is amusing Midnight so much. In the magazine is a 2 page spread of pictures. They all feature different angles of Gambino finishing off newcomer Jason Hunt. When Midnight notices the camera he looks into the lense intently and then begins to speak.
Midnight: "Listen up because I have something to say! I'm looking forward to my match against Law Hiyabusa tonight because I am eager to get in the ring again. I think its time that we finally see if Law has what it takes to lead the Methods of Mayhem. I know my opinion holds no weight, but I just wanna know for myself whether or not Law is a real man. Not just anybody can lead a stable, it takes skill, determination, and intelligence-- and let me tell you, Law Hiyabusa is missing all three of those key components!"
When he finishes talking Midnight decides to take a sip of his hot chocolate to let the weight of his words sink in. After placing the large cup back down on the table Midnight's attention is focused on the camera again.
Midnight: "Moving on, I'd like to get something off my chest. All I hear now adays is Jason Hunt this, and Jason Hunt that. Sure, it may seem like I'm jealous, but of what? Of some little punk who has done no better then me? So he won his first two matches..."
Midnight trails off and points to the pictures in the magazine.
Midnight: "As you can see, he obviously didn't win his third fight. Me on the other hand suffered a humiliating debut match to The Rookie, but that got my attention and I honed my skills. I haven't lost a match since! I think its time to see once and for all who the most talented newcomer in this federation is-- Me or Jason Hunt!"
A sadistic smile blooms on Midnights face as he takes another drink of his hot chocolate. After he lets out a long sigh, Midnight gathers his thoughts and finishes off his promo.
Midnight: "So Hunt, you've said your up for anything! Anywhere! So if you've really got what it takes, I say its me and you, in the ring on house show #9, what do yah say?"
Midnight motions for the camera man to stop the rolling footage and after a minute he does so. THe screen is filled with static momentarily but after a split second it showcases the PWF logo on a black background.
Jason is in his locker room wearing his pants that he wears for wrestling and his hair is dripping wet. Jason is tieing the laces to his boots preparing for his upcoming match when he sees Midnight talking about him on a t.v monitor. Jason shakes his head and then he opens up his gym bag and he runs his fingers through his hair and he stops tieing his shoes for a minute and begins to speak.
Hunt: What in the name of sweet mary is this loser talking about? You are calling me out?(laughs) You are calling out the system Jason Hunt to a match? You think you are the top new comer in the PWF? Just who in the hell have you beaten to prove that fact? I beat Power G a former World Champion, Mr.Walrus and gave the current World Champ Gambino a damn good fight. That's just to name a few off the top of my head, now who have you beaten? That's what I thought.
Jason finishes tieing his boots and then he digs deep into his gym bag for some more of his equipment.
Hunt: You want a fight to determine just who is the better new comer, well I think it's obvious that I already won this contest. But just for amuesment I will take you up on this challenge. Just maybe you are jealous of me, I mean you have taken in all the comments made about me from everyone. You are just jealous that I am on the cover of that magazine and not you. I may be getting my ass handed to me on it, but none the less I am still there. That makes you jealous doesn't it? You want to be on there facing Gambino, but Jason Hunt was there instead.
Jason puts on his elbow/wrist pads that extend all the way up his forearm. Then he returns to his gym bag to pull out more stuff.
Hunt: It seems that everyone is just a little jealous of Jason Hunt. Everyone wants a piece of me, is it because they just want to see how they rank up against the future leader of the PWF. I will lead the PWF into a new era once I capture that World title that is around Gambinos waist. Tonight I have a little more to worry about than Midnight and Gambino. I have to worry about Darkstorm. I really shouldn't say worry, because I will easily pick up the victory.
Jason puts on his gloves and he closes his gym bag.
Hunt: The thing that bothers me out of everything is that you think I don't have the skills to back up all my talk. There is so much talk about how Jason Hunt is just all talk. If I was all talk then how did I beat a former World Champ? How did I take Mr.Walrus to school? How did I give Gambino one hell of a match? Just think about that. Darkstorm your ass is mine tonight, then Midnight I am going to end all your talk soon enough, and then back onto Gambino.
Jason slips on a baby blue North Carolina lacrosse t-shirt with Hunt written on the back.
Hunt: Midnight I think it is time for you to put up or shut up. You have bitten off more than you can chew, and you are just gonna have to suffer your choices.
Jason spits his gum out and backhands it at the camera and it sticks to the lense, completing his new trademark.
Big Dave: Welcome back folks, we've a very long edition of Armageddon this week, what with it being the 15th Armageddon. So we will be moving through the matches very swiftly tonight. Up first is Midnight challenging Law Hiyabusa.
Report: Midnight dominates the early goings with his power. However his attempts to put Law away with power moves backfires when Law starts to counter them into pinfalls and eventually builds up the momentum before he hits a stunning Swanton Bomb, and covers to pull off an upset victory.
Law Hiyabusa d. Midnight
6:12 Pinfall
Big Dave: Law picks up a surprise win over the big man there. We will now show you the first of a couple of segments of footage of Showstopper & Heelmaster. The first was shot earlier today in a hospital, where Heelmaster is recovering from his brutal I Quit match with Homicide.
The scene opens up into a hospital room. Flowers of many colours and various assortments littler the room, and several cards are propped up on a bedside table. Heelmaster lays face up on the bed, with his head wrapped in a bandage, only from his eyes down is his face visible. He's staring at the ceiling angrily, when a young hospital employee enters the room.
Guy: There's someone here to see you sir.
Heelmaster gets up quickly, and uses his arms to support his body as he sits in his bed.
Heelmaster: Shiiiiit. Is he insane?
Guy: Excuse me sir?
Heelmaster: The visitor, is he insane? It's not nuclear physics for Christ sakes.
Guy: Uhm, shall I ask him sir?
Before Heelmaster can reply, Showstopper walks into the room and sits down into the chair, as the guy leaves, and Heelmaster breathes a sigh of relief.
Showstopper: You OK, Kev?
Heelmaster: I've been better. What took you so f*ckin long? I could have been in serious pain, and yet you turn up some three days later? And why didn't you help me in my match huh? I helped you, you ungrateful piece of sh*t. You f*cking owe me, owe me big time.
Showstopper: Look, i'm sorry, OK? By the time I noticed you were in trouble, you were on a stretcher and gone.
Heelmaster: I've been in here for THREE DAYS, Show. You ain't called or nothing, once. I should f*ckin fry your ass.
Showstopper: OK, so I owe you one. What do you want?
Heelmaster: I want you to take care of Theros on Armageddon. I should be back by Havoc, but until then, you f*ck over everyone who I say, right?
Showstopper: Right.
Heelmaster: Now, take my baseball bat, go find Theros, and knock the f*ckin s*it outta him, before i knock the s*it outta you. My personal limosuine is waiting outiside to take you to the arena.
Showstopper gets up and leaves, but just before he exits, Heelmaster asks him a question.
Heelmaster: Where have you been these past few days?
Showstopper carries on walking out the door
Gellar: Doesn't sound like Heelmaster is too pleased about Showstopper not visiting him until today.
Big Dave: I find it strange that he hasn't, after all, they are supposed to be friends.
Gellar: I guess Showstopper must have had something else he had to do.
Big Dave: Perhaps. Well as promised, we are going through a lot of matches tonight, and we move quickly onto the next one.
Report: Q-Zee puts up a surprisingly good fight against the much more experience grappler in Sandstorm. However Q-Zee's exuberance leads him into an error which allowed Sandstorm to hit The Nirvana and pick up the win.
Sandstorm d. Q-Zee
5:48 Pinfall
Big Dave: Q-Zee put up a good fight, but Sandstorms experience allowed him to pick up the win.
Gellar: You can't afford to make mistakes like that in this business, because people like Sandstorm don't give you a 2nd chance.
Big Dave: Indeed, now lets go backstage to hear from the Manager of Power G, The Real McCoy.
In what is clearly some footage shot just after Havoc, The Real McCoy is laughing heartily. He's on his own with Power G's tag title over his shoulder.
McCoy: I love it when we beat them, just love it! There's nothing better than seeing the gWo win titles. But there's one big difference between gWo members and the rest of the PWF. We know how to win. "Win by any means possible" could easily be used as the gWo motto because while most prefer to win fair and square, we don't mind how.
McCoy looks down at his shoe and cleans a little bit of dirt of it.
McCoy: You see most of the wrestlers in the PWF like to have a fair fight. They work on the principle that it's the taking part that counts. Well, you know what. Only losers say that. The real winners say it's all about winning. an proof on this is right here on my shoulder.
McCoy points to the tag team belt.
McCoy: MVD and Power G hold belts. Sabre and Poppa don't. The reason for this? We went into that ring to win and made sure it happened, Sabre and Poppa went in hoping to win but wouldn't mind losing. Could it be more clearer? That's the difference.
McCoy: And do you know what makes the win even sweeter? The fact that Sabre actually pinned Power G for the 1,2,3.
McCoy laughs and is still laughing when he continues.
McCoy: They got the 1,2,3. They won the match. But Poppa speared the ref instead of G. The gWo didn't do that, they did. I've never seen such a perfect victory.
McCoy is still laughing and the title falls of his shoulder and onto his lap. He's still laughing while slapping the title. He tries to calm himself down and does so twenty seconds later.
McCoy: So just remember. The next time one of your comes on air shouting off about how you were screwed out of a victory, just stop for a second and work out who has the belt and who hasn't. It may just save you next time.
The Real McCoy slings the title back over his shoulder as the camera fades to black.
Gellar: McCoy as confident as always. But then, when you have Power G & the gWo behind you, why shouldn't he be confident?
Big Dave: One day the gWo will get their comeuppance, and I just hope I'm there to see it.
Gellar: Your lucky to make it on TV each week, so be happy you get to witness such greatness.
Big Dave: God I wish the Cult of Shadow's would Bloodbath you.
Gellar: Never gonna happen.
Big Dave: Well anyway, we move quickly onto our next match, which is between Mr Walrus & Big Lou.
Report: Walrus gets in a few early moves, but Lou takes over and takes the match to the outside. There he uses everything he can to beat down Walrus. But once they are back in the ring, Lou just can't seem to keep Walrus down. Suddenly Walrus hits a Tilt a Whirl Driver, but he doesn't cover, instead he delivers the Walrus Elbow and then he covers, and gets the win.
Walrus d. Lou
7:02 Pinfall
Big Dave: Walrus picking up the win over Big Lou, who doesn't seem to be doing much these days.
Gellar: Death Row really need to get their act together, and fast.
Two men are seen sitting in DarkStorm's locker room. One can be easily made out to be DarkStorm, and the other has a very fiamlliar face and he seems to be talk very seriously to DarkStorm
Man: "Look, Fate, DarkStorm, whatever the heck you name is now, I don't blam you for taking Dark Warrior, Daikatana out, but this is who you are, this isn't who we are. We all come from different places, each of us came together to make one, and just cause we aren't here behind you, gives you no reason to leave who you are behind."
DarkStorm: "Cronic, you don't understand, the darkness is..........."
Cronic: "I don't give a left nut where your darkness is. The Darkness wasn't the force that held us, it was loyalty, and now, you run around like a damn chicken with your head cut off, do you not know who you are??"
DarkStorm: "Things are different now?"
Cronic: "How are things different, things are no different than the times when we were all as of one, one working unit, have you forgotten the prophecy that once lived?"
Storm loses eye contact with Cronic
Cronic: " you and I both know that you haven't lost you ability, thats why you have done so well as you have, you've always predicted what will happen in the future, and now that jackass Daikatana has the book."
DarkStorm: "Cronic, you and I both know i can't go back"
Cronic: "Why?"
DarkStorm: "I...I...just can't, I live by my order now, i live by my own rules."
Cronic: "But tell me old friend, why do you still have that?"
Storm looks back up as he holds the anhk on his neckless
Cronic: "Let me give you a a destiny, one path I see, is that you remember your past, and take your rightful place, or you could stay as you are, and be destroyed from the inside."
DarkStorm: "But, whats wrong with what I am?"
Cronic: "Where's your challenge, there are none of the power we come from, true you are the lightweight champion, as was I, but where is your second title as I had along side of 187 as the first Hardcore tag team champions."
Cronic stands up and outs his sunglasses on and begins to walk toward the door, but stops as he grabs the doorhandle
Cronic: "You know you aren't alone, chose your path of Fate, and bring yourself back to your former self, or stay as you are, and be destined for a janitor job....you decide old friend"
Cronic exits and the shot goes back to DarkStorm who is holding the ankh that is around his neckless
DarkStorm: "........destiny equals fate......and for all things, they lead to all..."
The screen fades to black as Storm is still sitting in his chair holding the object around his neck
Big Dave: I can't believe this next match.
Gellar: Why? What's wrong with it?
Big Dave: It's Pitbull v Homicide. You see what those two guys did on Havoc? They both left on stretchers!!
Gellar: Yeah, I saw it. Why are they here tonight then?
Big Dave: Well I can guarantee you that the doctors barred them from wrestlings. He barred Inmate, Pitbull, Homicide & Heelmaster. In fact, they were ordered to remain in hospital. It seems that only Heelmaster heeded the doctors words.
Gellar: Well, he doesn't get paid for wrestling, so I guess he has good reason for that.
Big Dave: I was shocked Pitbull lived, but to wrestle tonight? The man has C4 burns all over his back, he is in no condition to wrestle, and Homicide has a concussion, not to mention numerous other injuries.
Gellar: They say pride comes before a fall, well I think pride has gotten the better of these two men, and a fall is coming very soon.
Report: Both men look extremely weary. A lot of their offence doesn't pack it's usual punch. Homicide manhandles the small Pitbull in the early stages, but as he tires, Pitbull manages to gain the upper hand. But after a heavy collision on the outside of the ring, both men are simply too weary to get to their feet, and they are both counted out.
Homicide v Pitbull
6:15 Double Countout
Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson hits the speakers loudly as the camera spans around the PWF arena to show the crowds anticipating moment to where Ken Kido makes his appearence in the PWF. As the song hits it's climax Ken Kido comes out from the back and makes his way towards the ring. He takes a mic away from one of the announcers to start his interview
Kido: Hello PWF!!!!
Crowd gives very little response, as they wonder who the newcomer is
Kido: Yes I know...you are welcoming the most EXTREME!!! wrestler in the business. I have been in many extreme matches. BWTLCSC, 3 Stages of Hell, and many more. But their is one wrestler here that i think is on the same level of extremeness that I am on; and the is Matt Van Dam. So if you want a match MVD come face me. Ken Kido!!!
Gellar: Is this guy serious? He's challenging MVD for his debut match in the PWF? Does he have a Death Wish or something?
The gWo are sitting in the gWo locker room and having just seen Ken Kido's introduction they are all sitting looking at themselves in bemusement
MVD: - Who the hell is Ken Kido?
Gambino: - I think its a brand of dog food, isn' it?
MVD: - Who the hell is Ken Kido?
McCoy: - I don't know Matt, i've never heard of the guy.
MVD: - Must be another jobber who just happens to want to be....... like M..V..D (2 thumb pose)
JVD: - Hey honey, why don't you give the guy his chance to prove himself in the PWF?
MVD: - Are you kiddin me, i'd kill him!
Travis: - So what, he's calling your ass out Van Dam!
MVD: - That's a good point!!!
At this point MVD stands up and walks towards the camera and grabs it by the lense
MVD: - Ken Kido, I accept your challenge, but your career will be worth @#%$ by the time i've finished with........be prepared to get your ass ............smoked!
Big Dave: Well MVD has accepted Ken Kido's match. Good luck to the kid.
Gellar: He's going to need it.
Report: A close technical battle. With Davey hitting the Playas Push, and the Pimpin Bomb. but Travis kicks out of both and comes back to hit The Spiking and the Spinning Belly to Back Suplex. Travis goes for the Last Gasp, but Davey counters superbly with a kick to the gut, and then hits the Superstar Slam, but amazingly Travis kicks out. Davey is stunned by this, and argues with the referee, when he turns around he walks straight into Travis who this time delivers The Last Gasp and it gets the 3 count.
Travis d. Davey K
9:13 Pinfall
Big Dave: Davey K came so close to picking up the win. How Travis kicked out of the Superstar Slam, is beyond even me.
Gellar: He surprised me with that, but there is no surprise in Travis picking up yet another win.
DarkStorm is seen in his locker room watching some sort of tape. He hits teh rewind button and a few seconds later, the tape starts again. The TV screen shows several men, ranging from Bloodbath to the big Demon himself. The lights on the TV seem to go out and then words can be heard
Sound: ".......The Prophecy has come, witness the power of FaTe......"
Then the lights on the TV screen come back on, and there standing in the middle of the ring with what seems to be the New Brood & AoD time of joining had been interupted by Fate. Another shot comes on the TV and its shots of the former members of the Alliance of Darkness, first, the former leader, Dark WArrior, then the huge gaint Demon, then the shots of Cronic and 187, then the shots of Wages of Sin. The last shot fades in very slowly, and its none other than Fate being the last member of the Alliance . The next seqence of shots, is of the fued between Fate of the AoD and Eraser of the Reapers of the Night. The next shot is of Fate walking down the entry way and the End of the World PPV on his way into the stable match, and various shots of him beating four of the five men, and then himself being defeated by Eraser. Then last shot, is of a castle, and very large castle, much like the one the Daikatana resides in
DarkStorm: "...............Destiny equals Fate, and for all things after, they lead to all........."
DarkStorm hits the rewind button again as the tape plays again, and the camera fades out
Big Dave: We move swiftly onto our next match, where Masta P continues his search for his first win here in the PWF, against another newcomer, in C-Dogg.
Report: Masta P starts out like a man on a misssion, someone determined to win his first match. But he can't put away C-Dogg, and it is not long before C-Dogg takes control with some spectacular flying moves. But his attempt at the C-Flip goes badly wrong and Masta P hits the devastating Masta Bomb and finally gets his first win in the PWF.
Masta P d. C-Dogg
6:24 Pinfall
The PWF crowd are buzzing in the arena when all of a sudden some music hits and pyros explode. after the pyros explode a voice begins to speak
Voice: Are you ready for Mortal Damage! you better be Hanibal because it's your time to go down for the team!
Suddenly the words go down keep reapeating themselves and more pyros explode. The on the ugo tron Grimms face appears then vanishes..appears then vanishes..suddenly he appears on the stage coming up from a ring of fire. Grimm is wearing what appears to be Hanibals attire, as he walks down to the ring he does the Hanibal taunt and then slides into the ring. Grimm pulls a mic outta his truncks ad waits for the music to stop
Grimm: (Grimm in Hanibals voice) I am the Canadian Disturbance!!!!...heheehee...My name is Hanibal and don't forget it..because I'm mentally damaged! You know I have sneak attacked Grimm so many times that I think he's starting to enjoy it!
Grimm: (In his own voice) hehehe I wouldn't go that far Hanibal...I mean you hit me with...1.chair...2 chairs...right in the head...I think I've blead more then I have before and now you think that you're gonna beat Mike Inferno!? he might be new but he can kick your ass anyday!
Grimm: (as Hanibal) Hey that's not very nice...I..I..I think I want my mommy!! Wahhh!!!!!
Grimm: (as himself) Quit Whinning you little ass!
Grimm slaps himself in the face
Gellar: This man is totally insane! Hanibal has droven him over the edge!
Big Dave: That's what happends when friends stab each other in the back!
Grimm: (as himself) What you gonna do now!?huh? gonna squit some? no..how bout this!
Grimm throws himself of the ropes then slaps himself in the face again before he sends himself into the corner. Grimm climbs the toprope and does a picture perfect Senton Bomb onto the mat. He gets up and laughs again
Grimm: (as himself) You see Hanibal!!! look what you've caused me to turn into!!! a psyco!!!...ehehehe.....but that's ok...I'm gonna return the favour by putting you out of wrestling for a while when I beat you at Dark Day In Hell!! ....BECAUSE HE IS COMING!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!
Gellar: Somebody get this man some help!
Big Dave: Somebody does need to help Grimm
Grimm throws himself over the toprope and he runs up the stage where he laughs..Suddenly he bumps into somebody..He turns around only to see Hanibal...Grimm back up as Hanibal walks closer...Hanibal brings the mic to his mouth and begins to talk...
Hanibal: What was that Grimm.. Did i inturupt your little act...It was pretty good i have to admit but you forgot something...
Hanibal walks closer as Grimm backs down the ramp...
Hanibal: Do you think your funny? do u think these people are laughing with you? No Bitch Man they are laughing at you..becuase you are the PWF's biggest Jackass! I mean Mentally damaged was all you could think of? *Hanibal laughs..I would have expected more from you but then again your with a group of losers like the Cult of Shadows so what should i expect....And you think i drove you over the edge... If I drove you over the edge you would have probably changed your names a 47,000 more times by now....Oh yea for this thing that is coming..tell it to stay if its going to be as boring as you...and me losing to Mike Inferno...*Hanibals laughs Now that s the biggest Joke i've heard yet..no wait wait..that would probably be you..
grimm gets pissed and starts stairing at Hanibal..
Hanibal: Come down there Grime.*Hanibal sniffs the air.. DAMN when was the last time you had a bath..It smells like you were marinated in 47 pound pile of Camel Spit..Hanibal backs away covering his nose...
Hanibal: Please boy..Take a shower before the PWF declares you unsanitary for public use..but then again you've allways been a dirty piece of @#%$...
Come Dark day in Hell the only thing you'll be hehehing about is when i slam you through those tables and beat you * hanibal gets in Grimm's face...one,two,three in the middle of this very ring...and when you look up and see my hand being raised...don't feel bad..Its only because I've allways been the better man...
Hanibal drops the mic stares at Grimm and slowly back up the ramp...All of a sudden Grimm lifts up the mic
Grimm: HANIBAL!!! You can't just go around trying to make fun of people!...hehe...laughing at me? they aren't laughing at me....they are laughing at the truth!...hehe......the truth is out there.......and about the changing names a bunch of times ..... I really doubt it....oh sure I could be....such names as Hanibal's Daddy...or Hanibal's my Bears Itch...or Imagonna Whoophanibals Assallover The Arena!
Hanibal loks red in the face but then smirks again at Grimm
Grimm: Oh...you like that do you ass......hehe....you know I did some studying of you and your life style last night and this morning.....can we roll the footage...
Hanibal along with the rest in the arena watch the ultra-tron as a camera begins playing labeled Grimm Vision..Suddenly Grimms voice kicks in while he's walking through what appears to be a garden
Grimm: Welcome to Grimm Vision..I am Grimm your host...and were gonna take alook at the most vile human beings in the PWF business today...Hanibal...hehe...oh...there is the man of the hour in the family room with a lllllady!...that's a suprise for Hanibal if you know what I mean...hehe....lets listen in on the convo
Hanibal: hey baby...did you see me beat the heck outta that no talent bum Grimm
Lady: Yeah..but I always liked Grimm more in Canadian KAos...
Hanibal: How come..he doesn't have the body like this!
Hanibal flexs and the lady kinda looks bored
Lady: Yeah....that's great..can I leave
Hanibal: Why you bitc....
Lady Slaps Hanibal in the face then runs out
Grimm: hehehe...looks like Hanibal can do better if he tryed Billy and Cucking it..if you catch my drift...hehe...Hanibal....Hanibal...
Hanibal: What the...who is it! comw out here!
Grimm: Hanibal you're gonna loose at Armegeddon..then at DDIH...because you will Fear Me or Suffer!
Hanibal: Grimm! get out here you little shi..
Grimm: Temper temper..I must leave now!
The Ultra-Tron shuts off
Grimm: So Hanibal...were you hearing voices....no way! except mine which was telling you the fate you will be in! Fear me or Suffer Hanibal!
Grimm raises his arms in the air and the lights turn out, then with a huge explosion they turn back on to show Hanibal has been bloodbathed once again and Grimm is gone..The Camera shuts off as Hanibal is screaming and stomping around the stage
Big Dave: Grimm v Hanibal will be one to watch out for at A Dark Day in Hell. No doubt those two might add some stipulations to their match beforehand. We will see.
Gellar: But now, we get to see the living legend himself, Matt Van Dam.
Big Dave: Sadly.
Report: Ken Kido puts up a brave fight, but he is out of his league against someone of the calibur of MVD, and it isn't long before Matt delivers the FrogAsser and follows it up with the Five Star Frog Splash for an easy win.
MVD d. Ken Kido
4:15 Pinfall
Gellar: See how good MVD is? How can you not give the man credit for such a hard fought victory.
Big Dave: Ok, less of the sarcasm. Ken Kido was just being a little exuberant methinks. He isn't the first person to try and take on the best on their debut. He won't be the last either.
Bloodbath is seen walking on the street outside of the arena. Out of nowhere, a man walks up to him
Man: "Bloodbath! Could I get an autograph for my son? He's a big fan!"
Bloodbath looks at him as if he doesn't know if the man is being serious.
Bloodbath: "What? You want my autograph for your kid? Does this look like a f*cking autograph session?"
The man's facial expression instantly goes from excitement to disappointment.
Man: "Well, no but..........
Bloodbath: "But what? If it ain't an autograph session, then why in hell are you asking me for an autograph? Huh?"
Man: "I just thought that if you weren't busy, you could sign this picture for my kid."
The man holds up a picture of Bloodbath on the receiving end of a G Power Slam by Power G. Blodbath looks very angry when he sees the picture.
Bloodbath: "You want me to sign that? Are you trying to insult me? That is a picture of me losing!"
Man: "Well, I couldn't find one of you winning, so I just bought this one."
Bloodbath looks furious at the man's comment
Bloodbath: "Couldn't find one of me winning? I see...................
Man: "No, that isn't what I meant. I was just saying.......................
Bloodbath grabs the man by his shirt collar as the man begs for Bloodbath to let him go. Bloodbath lets go of his collar, but then kicks the man and throws him onto the hood of a nearby car. Bloodbath puls the man off of the car and delivers a BLOODBASH to him right on the sidewalk.
Bloodbath: (to the unconscious man) "Why don't you see if someone got a picture of that?"
Bloodbath walks on down the street as a crowd of people gather around the man and try to help him
Report: Dallas dominates the lighter Grimm at first, but slowly Grimm begins to work his way into the match. And he is about to hit the Fear Factor, when Hanibal slides into the ring and decks him with a Steel Chair. The bell rings for the DQ. Hanibal then beats down Grimm for a few moments before he leaves, happy with what he has done.
Grimm d. Dallas
6:06 DQ
Big Dave: I wonder if the ring will be enough to contain those two at the PPV.
The scene reopens in the huge garage of the arena. A limo quickly swerves around a corner, and speeds at full tilt towards the camera. A sharp long screeeech hits the arena as the limo pulss to a quick stop. From the back, outsteps Showstopper, with a baseball bat, and wasting no time. He hurries towards the back entrance and hurries through the sliding doors, sliding the bat along the floor as he goes. He runs over to an attendent, who seems a little fearful of this man, this man wielding a baseball bat.
Showstopper: Dude, is Theros Macalvia in the arena tonight?
Attendant: I'm sorry sir, I have no idea. You'll have to go check the locker rooms, the office's printer failed this morning, and only a few of us have got schedules.
Showstopper rushes off again without a word, and still, trailing the bat. He comes to the first corridor, which is quite sparce, though many doors are situated along the walls. Locker room No.1 has a huge star plastered all over it. The rest of the doors just have number plates, and in some cases, have the names of the wrestlers underneath. No.2 has the gWo written on it, which is not the No.1 that Showstopper had predicted for the gWo. Only one way to see who's in there....Showstopper opens the door, bat in hand, to reveal an emty room. A television in the room suddenly springs to life. Theros is shown. And then a manacl laughter fills the room, before Showstopper slams the door shut.
Showstopper: S*it.
Showstopper runs off towards the corridor, until he comes to another corridor going across horizontally. Dead ahead, is a dead end. Showstopper looks left and sees no-one, and then looks right.
Showstopper: *whispers*...Theros...
Showstopper backs up against one wall and gets ready to swing his bat. Footsteps can be heard, as they get louder and louder. step, step, Step, Step, STEP, STEP. Showstopper swings the bat and nails his opponent in the gut, sending them sprawling to the floor in pain. It's not Theros. Showstopper stares in horror at Rookie.
Showstopper: S*it.
Showstopper runs off the way he came, leaving Rookie almost unconcious on the floor as the camera fades out.
Big Dave: That is not good for Showstopper.
Gellar: Not too good for Rookie either I should imagine. Baseball Bats tot he gut aren't very nice.
Big Dave: Indeed they are not.
Report: The match goes back and forth at first, but after a couple of minutes, Grimm comes running out and he and Hanibal start fighting in the ring, Mike Inferno just gets out of the way. The two battle their way to the outside and then Grimm throws Hanibal over the railings and the two fight their way through the crowd, and out of sight.
Hanibal d. Inferno
2:17 DQ
The U-Tron lights up and finds ‘The Real Show’ Big Poppa moping in his locker room… He’s all alone… There’s no Dark Raven… No Boris… And ‘specially, there’s no Sabre in sight. You can only expect the worst after what Sabre had to say to Big Poppa. This could be one of the biggest scandals that the gWo could ever pull off. Not only have they screwed the two out of the Tag championship, they might have broken the foundation of the tag team Big Poppa and Sabre. Well lets find out Big Poppa has to say….
Big Poppa: “P W F’ers and P W F’ites… WELCOME TO THE REAL SHOW!!!
Large pop from the crowd.
Big Poppa: Ya know… I need to get something off my chest, something real important. Right here, right now… I’m starting… No I’m declaring WAR. And I bet everyone in the back and in the arena and everyone watching right now can guess who it’s against… Yup… The g-dubba-u-freaking-o. But my cause, my cause isn’t the same… It’s different… It’s not because at last Havoc Sabre and me lost our titles… It’s because the god damn gWo stole something greater then that from me… They stole my @#%$ best friend straight out of my arms… So that’s why I’m declaring a war that’s already been started… For now on, I’m going to be as vicious, as ugly, as smelly, and most of all as cheep as the gWo tends to be. I’m not going to let their freaking crimes go un-punished any longer. Gambino, MVD… Meet the new f’ing self-instated sheriff in town.”
The fans cheer wildly
Big Poppa: “That’s not all I have to say, however… There’s one more thing I’d like to address. You all remember Mr Happy, right? Well listen up… I challenge every last gWo member to a hardcore matchup at Havoc. One, two, three, four, even f’in all five of you can come to the ring and fight me… I’ll be waiting there with my steal chair. I don’t care if Sabre comes to help me or not… I just want my revenge… And I’m sure as hell going to get it at Havoc. So, in conclusion, Saturday… Havoc… I’m gonna be standing in the ring with Mr. Happy at my side, waiting for all or any of the gWo members to come out… Oh and there’s one more thing… It doesn’t matter if you like it or not, because the Real Show, Just… Said… So…”
Big Poppa gets up, grabs Mr. Happy like he’s going somewhere and exits
Big Dave: It looks like Poppa wants revenge on the gWo, perhaps he will get some on Saturday, we will find out I guess.
Gellar: Big Poppa against the entire gWo? Firstly, he's asking for an ass kicking, and secondly, he's completely insane!!!
Big Dave: I hasten to agree with you, you have to be insane to put out a challenge like that.
Report: Crusader dominates the early goings with lots of right hands, and a DVD. But Bloodbath comes back into it, and hits a Tri-fector of DDT's. Along with a stunning German Suplex with bridge on the big man. But Crusader slowly works his way back into the match. But out of nowhere, Bloodbath hits the Blood-Bash, and covers and pulls off a big win.
Bloodbath d. Crusader
8:02 Pinfall
Big Dave: Crusader just hasn't been the same man since he lost the World Title. He seems a lot more pessimistic, more forlorn.
Gellar: That's because he's no longer considered the best, and it's just too much for his ego.
Big Dave: Whatever.
A plane is seen landing in an airport. Which airport, know one no-ones. Just the nose of the plane can be seen. As it gradually descends and lands it rolls up towards the camera. Soon a writing and a picture can be seen on the side of the plane. Ten seconds later it becomes apparent. "gWo" and a picture of the Real McCoy. It comes to a stand still, the stairs descend and out steps the Real McCoy, shielding his eyes from the sun. He puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out some classy sunshades and puts them on. Power G then steps out behind him oblivious to the sun.
McCoy: How does it feel to be back home G?
Power G nods. It's now obvious they are in Cuba. The camera then cuts to a building. Shabby in appearence is seems to have been the victim of the weather with cracks in the wall and dirt covering the lower parts. A few windows are smashed here and there but most are still intact. Power G and the Real McCoy approach the building and enter.
The camera cuts yet again, this time to the Real McCoy and Power G. They are looking at a photo on the wall.
McCoy: Aye, a young Power G. It looked like you'd be a winner and champ then even at a young age.
The camera zooms into the picture. It shows Power G, with his back to us, performing the G Power slam on his opponent. The camera cuts again to an old, used wrestling ring. It looks like it hasn't be used in years. The Real McCoy and Power G walk into shot.
McCoy: Thats where it all started G. That's where it all began. This is where you started to travel that long road, from here in Havana all the way to the PWF World Title. Quite a feat if I do say so myself. And now tag teams champions. Lets go McCoy, we have work to do.
The Real McCoy and Power G walk back out of shot as the camera stays focused on the ring slowly fading to black.
Big Dave: Power G in Cuba, taking a few days off I see.
Gellar: He's entitled to a few days off after winning the Tag Titles on Havoc.
Big Dave: Anyway, onto our next match.
Report: An extremely close match, between two evenly balanced wrestlers. DarkStorm hits the Storm DDT, and Storm on the Move. But Hunt comes back and hits the Down Syndrome, and the Six Pack Revolver, but Storm manages to counter an attempt at the Hunter (Top Rope FrankenSteiner) and then hits a Tornado DDT and he covers to get the win.
DarkStorm d. Jason Hunt
10:10 Pinfall
Big Dave: A very close match between those two there, Hunt could prove stiff competition for DarkStorm's lightweight title, if he gets a shot.
Gellar: Next is some footage of Rookie, which was shot at a House Show earlier this week.
"Rock Superstar" by Cypress hill explodes on the speakers in the PWF arena and The Rookie makes his way down to the ring, the crowd gives him a slight cheer, as he jumps over the top rope and is thrown a mic.
The Rookie: Ok, Now i am really pissed off, for the past weeks The Rookie has been getting pranks pulled on him, and i am about tired of it, me and Darkstorm was having a battle like no other, and then someone wants to pull these pranks while i am in a match, and i am tired of it. I remember one time i came to this very ring, and some @#%$ was @#%$ with the microphone, once i get a hold of whoever is doing these immature pranks, The Rookie will beat the living bark off the @#%$, and that i will promise.
The fans laugh and cheer for the Rookie as he continues
The Rookie: Now, i have a match at Armaggedon, against, Showstoper, and if by some chance i get another prank on me, it will be hell to pay and i can guranntee that.
The Rookie pauses and scratches his head.
The Rookie: NOW HIT MY DAMN MUSIC!
"Rock superstar" by Cypress hill hits the speakers in the PWF arena, The Rookie makes his way to the ring, and as he gets to the curtian, the cameras go black
Big Dave: Rookie is desperate to find out who the man playing the pranks is.
Gellar: What bad luck for Showstopper, to hit his opponent for the night, while looking for Theros.
Big Dave: Definitely bad luck, well it's now, Showstopper v The Rookie.
Report: Showstopper and Rookie start out with some close exchanges, but Rookie takes control hitting a couple of suplexes which get close falls. Showstopper comes back with the Showstoppin' Slug getting a two count, but Rookie regains control and hits the Number 1 Pick, and then a Top Rope Belly to Belly, but Showstopper survives. Showstopper comes back and hits a devastating Brainbuster, which Rookie only just survives. Rookie tries to counter and hit the Free Agent Money Maker, but Showstopper throws Rookie off him, and then he hits Stoppin' Da Show and scores the victory.
Showstopper d. Rookie
7:12 Pinfall
Before Showstopper can leave the ring, the Ultra-Tron flickers to life.
Somewhere in the hallways of the PWF's latest arena, the camera's catch a strange sight. Theros Macalvia is stalking along a dark hallway, painted in fatigues. His customary purple and black outfit changed for military camo. Theros ducks and hides, moving faster than normal, and disappearing very proficiently. Finally he rounds a corner and stops in front of the camera.
Theros: "Hunting is fun, it's full of words. Words speak volumes, but the volume is mute. And there is the danger! Danger so strong, powerful, eager! ANGRY! ANGRY! Yes yes yes........ it follows like a wolf!"
Theros darts ahead a few more steps, then ducks and hides. The camera catches him.
Theros: "Wolves hunt their prey. Like shadows in mist. Spectres under darkness. Like voices whispering the horrible crimes a million cries. Crying like you. The shadow of light, under the penalty of fire! FIRE ! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!......... *JUST* like.... fire......."
Theros rolls across the hall and into another doorway
Theros: "But worse things here lurk, here! HEAR ME! Here am I! HEAR IT!! The heartbeat.... beating like the drums of dead minstrels..... and the light lurks closer, chasing away blackness and filling it with fish. Dark dark fish......"
Theros suddenly lurches forward, ahead of him is Showstopper, and behind him Heelmaster. Theros barrels forward and smashes headfirst through the wooden Showstopper dummy, and them slams into the concrete wall and the painted picture of Heelmaster. Theros falls backwards onto the ground laughing wildly. Blood oozing from his head. He laughs like a mad in his final strings of sanity, laughter that chills the blood. Slowly, ever so slowly he stops. The camera pauses over him, and through a mask of blood Theros smiles. A stark white smile through the crimson, a fire in his eyes and pure determination screaming the enevitability of his words. Theros speaks slowly and clearly.
Theros: "This has been a warning of your emergency broadcast system. Were this a real warning..... they couldn't help you now......."
Back in the ring, Showstopper looks extremely puzzled. He has no clue as to what Theros was going on about, but he still has a worried look as he heads backstage, scratching his head.
Big Dave: Wierd stuff from Theros Macalvia.
Gellar: Showstopper looked worried, and when Theros is involved, he should be.
Big Dave: Well, I told you before I was amazed Homicide & Pitbull were here, I am also amazed that Inmate is here tonight as well. Fighting in a Hardcore Match non-the-less.
Gellar: The new Extreme Champion has to survive this Saturday Night's Havoc to get a World Title shot next Sunday. Which beggars the question. Why would he want to compete tonight?
Big Dave: I have no idea. He picked a bad choice of opponent.
Report: These two beat the shit out of each other with punches and heavy moves, the match then takes to the outside, where KV starts to work over Inmates arms. But the adrenalin flows back into Inmate as he fights KV through the crowd. The match goes backstage, where KV and Inmate are fighting, when McFreeze jumps KV from behind and beats him down with a Lead Pipe. KV suddenly starts to get up, and McFreeze promptly gets the hell out of there. KV watches him go and then turns to Inmate, who hits the Death Sentence (Stunner) and covers for the win.
Inmate d. King Volcano
8:09 Pinfall
Report: The No Holds Barred match starts out with Gambino dominating with his brawling style. Stomping down Sabre in the corner, and battering him with right hands. Gambino goes to clothesline Sabre over the top rope, but he counters with a Back Drop and Gambino lands hard on the floor. Sabre then bounces off the ropes and hits an amazing Corkscrew Leap over the top rope. Sabre brings the match back in and hits a Missile Dropkick and then a Swinging DDT, but Gambino kicks out of both and then takes advantage of the No DQ stipulation and gets in a low blow. Gambino then delivers a DDT and then a Gambino Bomb, but Sabre survives both. Sabre even counters the Gambino Facebuster, which prompts Gambino to bring a chair in the ring. But as Gambino goes to hit Sabre, he gets in a Low Blow of his own. Sabre then hits a Swinging DDT on the chair, but Gambino kicks out. Sabre then hits the Sabre's Edge and he goes for the 450 Splash, but he misses and Gambino then delivers the Gambino Facebuster, driving Sabre's face into the Steel Chair and he then gets the 3 count.
Gambino d. Sabre
13:44 Pinfall
Gellar: See, I knew Gambino would win.
Big Dave: Gambino picks up the win, in a very closely fought contest, it's been a long night folks, we don't have a show next week because of the PPV, so we'll see you in two weeks time.