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Live from Earls Court
London, England
27th April 2002
London, England
27th April 2002
Before the opening to the show begins to play, we are shown the Parking Lot. A Limo pulls up, the license plate simple says "JHE 1". Clearly this is Jason Hunt's limo. The Limo pulls up and Hunt steps out. Boos can be heard from the arena, where the crowd are watching on the Tron. Hunt looks around, he has a cocky smile on his face. Suddenly, the Playaz Club, Masta P, Q-Zee and Davey K spring out from behind nearby cars. They jump Jason Hunt and beat him to the ground. Davey K then motions to P & Z and they both drag him off the camera.
"Master of Puppets" hits as the Havoc intro begins to play. We see some of the most famous moments in PWF history flash by before the Havoc logo flashes across the screen. We then cut to the arena as Master of Puppets continues to play. The 22,000 fans packed into Earl's Court go insane as Pyro's blast off around the ring and entrance way. After swooping across the crowd one last time, the camera cuts to the ringside announcing team of Jason Stanyer and "Big Dawg" Dave Harley.
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to PWF's Saturday Night Havoc!!! We apologise for the cancelling of this weeks Armageddon. There was an incident at the arena on Monday Night, which caused damage to the arena, it was declared unsafe, and therefore we were forced to cancel Armageddon. If you haven't already returned your ticket, then take it straight to the NEC arena in Birmingham, and they will refund it in full. We apologise for any inconvenience caused.
Dawg: Anyway, enough of the official stuff, what the hell do the Playaz Club think they are doing? Attacking Jason Hunt!!!
Stanyer: Obviously, they have a plan of some sorts, one that will doubtless not go down too well with the gWo.
Dawg: Damn right it won't, if they find them, they'll kick their ass.
Stanyer: Well they will have that oppurtunity no matter what, as tonights Main Event has already been announced, as MVD & Power G will defend their tag titles, against Q-Zee & Masta P, the Playaz Club.
Dawg: How the hell did those two make main event? Man, the world must have sunk to a new low if we are stuck with those two in the biggest match of the night. They don't deserve to be in the same RING as the gWo. Let alone get a title shot.
Stanyer: We'll see, We'll see.
Sellout by Biohazard hits and Gambino appears on the stage, with sledgehammer in hand. He is wearing his "Damn Right I Sold Out" t-shirt, along with a pair of warmup pants. He walks slowly to the ring, taking in all the heat being thrown at him from the crowd;the boo's are almost deafening. Once to the ring, he climbs in and walks to the corner, then stands the sledgehammer up against the turnbuckle. He takes a microphone and is ready to get underway
Gambino: "Last week on Havoc, there was an extreme injustice done. In the main event, there was to be a number one contendor named for Battle of Britain. You see, I tried to be fair about the title situation, and give Eraser a chance. I'm the PWF Commissioner, and I damn well could've named myself the number one contendor and been done with it. Instead, I made the match between Eraser and I on Havoc....and what happened...I got screwed again! I got screwed out of my title at King of the Death Match, and last week on Havoc, I got screwed out of my chance at a title shot!"
The crowd begin to boo as Gambino starts to get fired up
Gambino: "That damn Bloodbath! He's so afraid of facing me at Battle of Britain...so scared of me beating him and taking away his precious World Title, that he would stoop so low as to screw me out of the number one contendors spot. I try to be fair, and I try to take it easy on the boys in the back. But I'm getting sick and tired of the @#%$ that goes on around here. Night after night, someone's getting screwed...hell, I'm startin to wonder if this is the PWF or a damn whore house."
The crowd let out a bit of a laugh, allowing a break from their constant booing of the PWF Commisioner
Gambino: "I think it's time I start putting my foot down around here...I think it's time we do things MY way from now on. That's why, tonight, right here on Havoc....I'm naming myself the number one contendor for the PWF World Title."
The crowd immediately let Gambino have it and an @#%$ chant starts up
Gambino: "That's right....at Battle of Britain....it will be myself, taking on your beloved World Champion, Bloodbath. Boo me all you want, but deep down inside, you know....every single one of you knows, that I, more than anyone else in the PWF, deserve to be champion!"
Erasers music hits and Gambino stops dead in his tracks. He looks absolutely furious
The crowd stands to there feet as Eraser walks out dressed in his wrestling attire. He walks about half way down to the ring and stop. He pulls out a mic from his back pocket and waits for the crowd to come down.
Eraser: Gambi. Oh may I call you that. It seems to be that you are highly pissed off right now and I don't want to hurt your feelings......You @#%$ cry baby! Gambino. I have I heard from you since you was BEAT by Bloodbath was bitching.
Eraser pauses and thinks to himself for a sec
Eraser: Wait you have been bitching since I beat your ass a long time ago but that is besides the point. I was sitting in the back and couldn't help but hearing a whining voice say that he was making himself the number one contender for World's Title. But I could of been mistaken. Because to me last week I never heard the ref ring the bell. And I know damn well I wasn't pinned my YOU! SO I say why don't we just finish what we started last week right now!
Eraser drops the mic and start to walk down to the ring.
All of a sudden, "Her Ghost In The Fog" by Cradle of Filth starts to play over the speakers and Gambino and Eraser both turn their attention to the entrance ramp. Out from behind the curtain walks Bloodbath , carrying his World Championship belt over his shoulder. He stops at the top of the ramp and pulls a microphone out of his pocket.
Bloodbath: "You two look like a couple of babbling retards from an asylum or something! What you need to realize is that I didn't screw either of you out of the number one contendership for my title. All I did was get my revenge. Gambino, I got my revenge on you for driving the sledgehammer into my skull three weeks ago. And Eraser, I got you back for the clothesline at King of the Death Match."
Bloodbath begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring but stops half way.
Bloodbath: "You see, I don't care which one of you would've won that match to become the number one contender. I could beat you both at once, and if I have to, I will! That's right! If you two can't decide which one would be the better man for the job, then why don't you both bring your asses to Great Britain and I will beat you both to a bloody pulp and once again, leave with the PWF World Championship belt!"
Gambino's eyes widen as he focuses on Bloodbath
Gambino: "You know Bloodbath, you never cease to amaze me. Either your a great Champion, or one of the craziest bastards I ever met. So you're saying that you want myself, and Eraser both in the match at Battle of Britain? You want a Triple Threat Match at Battle of Britain?"
Gambino goes to the turnbuckle, climbs it and glares at Bloodbath, who is still standing at the top of the ramp
Gambino: "You got it! At Battle of Britain...it will be myself, Eraser, and Bloodbath, in a Triple Threat Match for the PWF World Championship. But beware Bloodbath, you know me about as well as anyone else does....and you know that I don't go into a match unprepared. So this Sunday, at Battle of Britain, I'm walking in with only two things on my mind....one, kickin both of your punk ass's all over the UK, and two...walking out with the PWF World Championship around my waste...by ANY means necassary."
Gambino steps back down from the turnbuckle as Eraser charges him and tries to hit a clothesline on him. Bloodbath charges the ring as well. Gambino ducks Erasers clothesline, and follows up with a DDT. Eraser rolls out of the ring and Bloodbath slides under the ropes and attacks Gambino with punches. He sends Gambino to the ropes, but Gambino holds onto the ropes and drops to the mat, then slides out of the ring. "Her Ghost in the Fog" hits as Gambino walks backwards up the ramp. Bloodbath stands in the middle of the ring, eyes glued on Gambino.
Having just arrived at the Arena, MVD has been informed that he and Power G will face up against Q Zee & Masta P representing the Playaz Club tonight for the World Tag team Titles........... MVD is clearly not pleased as the camera spots him in the backstage area......
MVD is seen throwing a can of trash around the backstage area, and begins kicking a soda machine in fustration violently as he is approched by Ted Tedison
Tedison: - MVD, MVD can I get a few words with you before your match........... I am guessing you now know your facing the Playaz Club tonight?
CRASH! ! ! as a fire extinguisher slams against the floor as carbon dioxide spray flies across the screen !!
MVD: - Its a god damn farce thats what it is Tedison!
I busted my ass to win these belts 2 times baby and I will not let 2 god damn petty pothead gangstas take them away from me!
All these guys do is.... hang with a loser named Dave..... smoke a little weed......... what bad asses! They have done nothing in this business....... they have payed no dues......... so what the hell does MVD have to share a ring with them!
P & Z Connection........... sounds like a $1 a minute phone line for guys who can't get it up if you ask me Ted! I bet you've even dialled it!
Tedison: - Enough of my private life ok Matt........rumours have it that Power G is not with the gWo tonight and you could even wrestle on your own, is this true?
MVD: - Can you smell it?
Tedison: - Smell what Matt?
MVD: - Your breath............... smells like crap! and thats all you ever say................. he is here........... I just don't know where (MVD has a desperate look on his face at this moment).
MVD slaps himself across the face to regain his composure
MVD: - It doesn't matter either way as far as MVD is concern Ted........... the gWo always comes out on top and you know this!
MVD grabs the mic from Ted and begins to scream down the camera lense
MVD: - Q-Zee...........Masta P........... you've made one big f'n mistake............ you can't take these belts away from me........... go to SEW.............. the job is alot easier there! Your gonna find out exactly why I am a former Challenge Champ.......... a 2 time Tag team Champ and the leader of the most dominant force in wrestling........... AIGHT!
MVD pushes the camera to the floor and the scene fades out in static!
Stanyer: Well anyway, it's time for our first match of the evening, Tate Bell will be taking on Law Hiyabusa. Since Eiji left for Japan, Law Hiyabusa has been on a hot winning streak. Will he be able to keep it up against the newcomer, Tate Bell.
Credit: Sandstorm
Immortally Insane by Pantera hits as Law Hiyabusa walks down to the ring, he gives no attention to the crowd and doesn't pose or do anything, he simply climbs into the ring.
James: Introducing from Japan, weighing 189lbs, Law Hiyabusa!!!
'The Crimson Gump' hits, and Tate Bell rushes out of the back, wearing his blue and white jersey over his clothes, with Bell, 01, on the back. As he runs down the ramp, blue and white pyro's go off just behind him, as the Tron shows Bell tenasiously running at the camera, somewhere. He slides into the ring, and tosses his jersey to the crowd
James: Introducing from Plain Dealing, Louisiana, weighing 245lbs, Tate Bell!!! Crowd Boos
Report: The match starts off with the two light-weights, quickly circling each other on their toes. Bell makes the first move as he lengthens his arms and lands a precise chop to Law's chest. Law screams in pain as Bell moves in and throws him to the ropes. When he comes back, Bell lands a nice Hurricanrana, but Law, showing his athleticism, rolls through too his feet and gives Bell a Dropkick to the back, which sends him crashing to the mat outside. Law gets praise from the fans as he taunts Bell, then runs threw the ropes and hits Bell with a Suicide Dive. They both crash to the ground, and Law gets back up within seconds. Law slides Bell under the bottom rope and enters the ring again. Law picks up Bell, grabs his leg and whips him over with the Fatal Spiral (Dragon Screw). Bell holds onto his leg as Law quickly lands a beautiful standing Backflip Splash. Law goes for the cover, 1 ..2 .kick out by Bell. Law picks Bell up and goes for the Suicide Driver (Falcon Arrow), but Bell flips over onto his feet, surprising Law. Bell grabs Law and hits the Firebell (Fire Thunder Driver). They both fall to the ground, Law out of pain, and Tate out of exhaustion.
Stanyer: Great display of heart and effort by these two rising superstars!
Dawg: You know what else is great display, your girlfriend in a Bikini.
Stanyer: When did you see my girlfriend in a bikini!?!?!?!?!
Dawg:
Tate is the first to make a move just as the ref reaches the 6 count. He picks Law up by the hair and slams his face into the nearby turnbuckle. He holds onto his hair, spins him around, and whips him over with a Head Scissors. Bell picks Law up but Law nails him across the jaw with a huge Spinning Roundhouse Kick. Law, with a burst of speed, heads up to the top rope. He jumps off with a Shooting Star Press, but Bell moves out of the way at the last second, causing Law to crash to the mat, body first. Bell goes over to Law and locks in a For Whom The Bell Tolls (Cross Heel Hold). Law winces in pain, and slowly pulls himself to the ropes, and holds on for dear life. Bell lets go of the hold and begins to stomp on Law's leg. He stomps about five times before picking Law up. This time, Law is holding his leg in pain. Bell whips Law into the corner, and walks over to him. He lifts up to the top turnbuckle. Tate Bell springs up to the top rope and then snaps Law over with a Hurricanranna. Tate gets to his feet and taunts the English crowd as he covers Law. 1 .2 .. Law gets his left shoulder up. Tate Bell climbs to the apron and waits for Law to get up. Bell springboards off the top rope and then takes Law down with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Tate Bell again taunts the crowd, and gets a chorus of boos for his trouble.
Stanyer: Tate Bell not the most popular man in the building tonight.
Dawg: That's these stupid English fans for ya, don't know a good thing when they see it.
Law staggers up to his feet, Tate Bell goes to grab him, but suddenly Law blows Green Mist into his eyes. Tate Bell spins around rubbing his eyes and then drops to one knee shaking his head. Law then begins to climb to his feet, albeit slowly. Bell has come to his senses and goes to attack Law, but he blocks and then begins to slap and chop Tate Bell in the chest. Law then sends Bell to the ropes and then hits him with a perfect Flipping Dropkick. Law comes off the ropes and hits a Front Flip Splash into a pin. 1 ..2 .. Tate Bell kicks out. Law kips up to his feet as Tate Bell gets up a lot slower. Law kicks him in the gut and goes for the Fury of Japan, but Tate Bell counters behind him and then delivers a Back Drop. Law shakes it off and gets to his feet. Bell hits a few right hands and sends Law to the corner, but he reverses and follows Bell in and hits a Tiger Wall Flip. Tate Bell staggers out of the corner and Law clocks him with a Side Hook Kick. Law then springs to the top rope and catapults himself off with a Moonsault. Law hooks the leg. ..1 2 .. Bell just kicks out. Law goes to pick Bell up, but he suddenly counters with a Drop Toe Hold and then locks in the Ankle Lock. Law cries out in pain, but then somehow counters and rolls himself over with Bell underneath and ends up in a pinning position. ..1 .2 3!!!!
Stanyer: Beautiful counter by Law Hiyabusa to pick up the win!!!
Dawg: I tell you, Bell kicked out way before that idiot of a ref counted 3. This match should still be going on.
Stanyer: Law got a clean three, and you damn well know it, so stop your moaning.
We return backstage where we see MVD & The Russians hunting backstage for Jason Hunt.
MVD: "HUNT!!!!"
There is no response.
MVD: "If I find any of them, I'll break all their necks. Damn Playaz Club. HUNT!!!!"
Camera returns to the arena.
The camera finds Johnny Mayhem backstage with newcomer Austin Cain.
Mayhem: "Austin Cain, tonight you get your first title shot here in the PWF. Considering the short time you've been with the company, do you think this shot is coming a little soon?"
Austin Cain: "Don't be ridiculous, Mayhem! This is a simple matter of the cream rising to the top. The scrubs who usually come through here, they come up slowly, they wait patiently for title shots, they cross their fingers, and they hope and wish, but that's not for me. I'm the exception, because I'm flat out better than the rest. The Supreme Phenom, the hottest property the PWF has ever had, is here now, and the usual rules don't apply. I'm the type of talent, the type of SUPERSTAR, that can take this company, put it on my back, and carry it to greatness. And whether they admit it or not, the boys in the front office know it."
Mayhem: "As usual, a lack of confidence is not a problem for you."
Austin Cain: "I don't think I'm going out on a limb when I say I'm the best. Want an example? Just look at my opponent for tonight; an ex-con. What an embarrassment for the PWF to have a low-life like the Inmate as our ambassador to Europe. We tour the world with a degenerate criminal as European champ, Mayhem! What the hell is that? I'm a REAL wrestler, Johnny, and in tonights match - it's going to show. Mark my words; Inmate 90210, or whatever number the jailer branded him with, is going to be left so utterly defeated, he'll be wondering why he ever tried to step into a wrestling ring in the first place. But, not only am I going to completely outclass this thug, I'm going to bring a desperately needed dose of legitamacy to the whole fed, by ending this blemish of a title reign."
Mayhem: "Well,-"
Austin Cain: "Well what? There's no 'Well...'! If I say it, you can take it to the bank! Get a good seat Johnny, tonight you're going to see yet another page of history written by yours truly."
Cain gives Mayhem a soft slap on the cheek and then walks off in his usual cocky swagger.
Tate Bell is in his locker room after his loss to Law Hiyabusa. He is standing in front of a monitor, having just seen Austin Cain's interview.
Tate Bell: "Hottest Property in the PWF eh? Is that how it is? When did he become so great. I'm the greatest newcomer in PWF history, everyone knows that. Well perhaps not the 20,000 gormless englishmen in the crowd, but all those with any form of intelligence know that Tate Bell is the greatest."
Tate Bell is pacing around the room, he seems to be trying to think of something.
Tate Bell: "How come he gets a Title Shot? I've been here longer than he has, why does he get all the attention? What does he have that I don't? Nothing. I'm talented, he isn't. I'm Charismatic, he isn't. I'll show him, I'll show him who's the "hottest property in the PWF". I'll show him."
Tate Bell storms out of the locker room, slamming the door behind him as he leaves.
Stanyer: Sounds to me that Tate Bell is just a little bit jealous of the success of success of Austin Cain.
Dawg: He's right, Austin Cain is getting far too much attention around here. Tate Bell should be getting far more TV time and far more exposure.
Stanyer: Perhaps he should go out there and earn it?
Dawg: You don't earn these sort of things, you just demand them, that's the way it works. You get far more exposure by going out there and getting what you want, rather than waiting for someone to reward you with it.
Stanyer: It is far more gratifying to know you deserve what you are getting though isn't it.
Dawg: Maybe, depends on who you are.
Stanyer: Anyway, time for another match. This one should be very high paced, like our last match, as Hanibal takes on Loki.
Credit: Brendan Seeley
"Mope" by The Bloodhound Gang thumps over the speakers as the fans begin cheering. Loki rolls out from the backstage area on a custom made Big-Wheel wearing an oversized pair of blue goggles. He removes the goggles and dismounts from the Big-Wheel. He dances about the stage in a bizarre fashion as he entices the crowd to cheer louder. Satisfied with his efforts, Loki gets back on the Big-Wheel and rolls all the way to the ring.
James: Introducing from Asbury Park, New Jersey, weighing 225lbs, "The God of Mischief". Loki
Pollution by Limp Bizkit surges through the arena PA and the fans burst into cheers. Hanibal steps through the curtains rubbing his goatee. He raises his arms to his sides for a second, smirks and continues down the ramp. He arrogantly walks up the steps and onto the apron. He gives one last look at the crowd before flinging himself over the top rope.
James: Introducing, from Peterborough, Ontario, Canada, Hanibal!!! Crowd Cheers
Report: Hanibal starts the match by attacking Loki with right hands. Hanibal's blows knock Loki back into the turnbuckle where Hanibal batters him with kicks and punches. He whips him out only for Loki to reverse and take Hanibal down with a Flipping Dropkick. Hanibal gets back up and Loki gets in a few right hands and sends Hanibal into the ropes. Loki goes for a hiptoss but Hanibal breaks free and lands on his feet. Hanibal then hits a backdrop on Loki. He gets up holding his back, Hanibal knocks him back with a couple of right hands and then whips him to the ropes. Loki comes flying off and takes Hanibal down with a Flying Forearm. Hanibal gets up a little stunned. Loki waits for him to get up and then hits a Double Underhook Suplex. Loki goes for a cover. .....................1 ....................... Hanibal kicks out easily. Hanibal gets back up and blocks a right hand by Loki and then staggers him with a Haymaker. Hanibal grabs him in a headlock and hits a vicious uppercut. Loki staggers backwards into the ropes and comes off into a Jump Spinning Roundhouse from Hanibal. He covers. ......................1 ........................2 ......................... Loki kicks out. Hanibal picks up Loki and pushes him into the corner where he hammers him down with the Fists of Fury. Hanibal then pulls Loki up and sits him on the top rope. He climbs up and delivers a big Superplex. Hanibal takes a moment to catch his breath and then goes for the cover. ........................1 ..........................2 ........................ Loki kicks out. Hanibal pulls Loki up and sets him up for a DDT, but Loki counters with a Northern Lights Suplex and a bridge. ........................1 ........................2 ..................... Hanibal kicks out. The two pull themselves to their feet quickly. Hanibal gets in a kick to the gut and then hits a Gordbuster. Hanibal then bounces off the ropes and hits a hard elbow drop. Hanibal then makes a cover. ....................1 ......................2 .................. Loki kicks out. Hanibal picks him up and sends him to the ropes and lifts him over his shoulders and hits the Egodriver (Samoan Driver) He makes the cover. ...................1 ..........................2 ........................ Loki kicks out again. Hanibal gets a little frustrated at his inability to put away Loki and argues with the referee. While he does this Loki rolls him up from behind with a School Boy Pin. .......................1 ........................2 .................... Hanibal kicks out. Hanibal gets up and then cleans Loki's clock with a devastating Jumping Clothesline. Hanibal quickly covers. ......................1 ........................2 ..................... Loki kicks out.
Stanyer: Hanibal getting a little mad seeing how he can't beat Loki!
Hanibal picks up Loki again and grabs him around the waist and lifts him up for a power bomb. But as Hanibal lifts Loki, he hooks his legs around his head and Loki counters with a Hurricanranna and hangs on for the pin. ........................1 ..........................2 ...................... Hanibal kicks out. Loki rolls to his feet and nearly knocks Hanibal's head off with a stunning Superkick. Loki then starts to show off to his ladies and then climbs the turnbuckle. He gets to the top, but he wasted too much time and Hanibal is back up and he crotches him on the top rope. Hanibal hits Loki in the stomach a couple of times and then climbs up to the top rope. Hanibal hooks him around the head and looks set for a Super DDT, but Loki counters with a couple of rabbit punches and then pushes Hanibal back to the mat and then stands up and knocks Hanibal down with a Missile Dropkick. Hanibal rolls into the corner and begins to pull himself up. Once he is up in the corner, Loki comes charging in with a Big Splash and then he waits for Hanibal to stagger out of the corner before he lifts him over his shoulder and hits a Samoan Drop. He goes for the cover. ......................1 .........................2 ....................... Hanibal kicks out. Loki gets to his feet and signals for the Last Laugh, Hanibal gets to his feet staggered over and moves out of the way before he hits a ddt on Loki. Suddenly Profit comes down to the ring, he talks to the ref and begins to yell at Hanibal. Out of the crowd Golgotha emerges and he has the golden bible in hand. He swings at Hanibal but he misses and Hanibal nails a Superkick sending Golgotha out of the ring. Hanibal moves back to Loki who gives him a low blow. Loki jumps up and hits the Last Laugh as Golgotha places the Golden Bible right under Hanibal's face causing Hanibal to go face first into the book. Profit hops down from the apron as Loki covers Hanibal. .1 .2 3!!!
Stanyer: Dam that Son of A B
Dawg: This is a televised event be careful!
The camera cuts to Inmate's Locker Room door with his logo displayed clearly. Ted Tedison appears mic in hand. Tedison knocks on the door, a few moments later Inmate opens the door in his wrestling gear and his "jailbird" t-shirt.
Inmate: God Damnnit Tedison doesn't anyone else do interviews!?!?!
Tedison: Yeah but they won't do it as they claim it's a "hazardus working condition" and they don't get "paid enough to take the risk".
Inmate: Lost the coin toss huh?
Tedison: Shutup.
Inmate: Maybe it's your attitude that causing the "Hazardous working condition", get the hint. pokes Tedison hard hmmmm.
Tedison: Smiles Nervously he he he heh sorry. Soo umm how bout that match with Austin Cain tonight?
Inmate: You mean that guy who's the self-procliamed best jobber in the business. That little punk ass jobber better learn one key lesson. Never, EVER lose a bet to Pellington, or you get interviewed by Ted Tedison.
Tedison: HEY!!!!
Inmate: Shutup Tedison! Why Austin Cain was chosen to be sent to slaughter, but I don't really care. The European title stays where it is, until I don't want it anymore. And scince Bloodbath is the World Champion, That may not be much longer.
Inmate slams his door shut right on Tedison's foot, he immeaditly grabs his foot and hops up and down motioning to cut the camera, a few seconds later it cuts to the next segment
The lights suddenly drop to a red and the crowd dies down. "Roots Bloody Roots" by Sepultura begins blasting over the PA. As soon as the lyrics start, Heelmaster comes powerwalking from the back. The fans instantly boo him as he steps on stage. Heelmaster looks around at the fans as they boo him and gives them some finger to boo about. Heelmaster walks down to the ring and grabs a microphone before sliding in. He faces the camera and motions for the music to be cut.
Heelmaster: The motherfuckers in the back screwed up again. I told them before my tag match with Taint @#%$ Bell that I would be wrestling in no more tag matches. But what do they do to me tonight? They book me in a @#%$ tag match with Sabre!
The fans boo at that, but it is not certain if it is to Heelmaster or Sabre.
Heelmaster: So I'm going to fight this match like how management is handling me... Half-assed. Sabre, don't expect much from me tonight, cause you'll be @#%$ out of luck. I expect to win tonight, so we had @#%$ better.
The fans boo Heelmaster for his arrogance.
Heelmaster: Grimm, on to you... You have the belt that I want. The belt you @#%$ me over for. @#%$, I'm getting it. I'm challenging you right now for a match at the PPV. I want you in "The Box". 1000 cubic feet of pure hell. We step inside a 10 x 10 x 10 fenced cage. In the corner is a box of goodies. The match goes as I beat the living @#%$ out of you for ten minutes. After those ten minutes, the doors open and the first to leave wins. You got that @#%$?
Heelmaster looks out to the entrance, waiting for Grimm to show.
Suddenly Nookie(Androids Remix) hits in and Grimm walks out with a mic in hand and a smirk on his face, with the Extreme Title on his shoulder aswell. The crowd starts to cheer loudly as the music cuts
Grimm: Heelmaster....you want me in a Box Match? sounds like something out of your M.O.W days...don't it? well lets see...a steel cage...with boxes of goodies...and of course the chance to kick....your....ass! I accept!
The Crowd Erupts
Grimm: But for tonight...you better not go Halfassed because if you do there won't be a PPV match! You and That M..V..D Groupie better get ready cause me and The Big Poppa are coming to rip you a new @#%$! And If you do't like it well I have just one thing to say...Bring it or go home!
Grimm raises his arms in the air, then pats his title before he steps into the back
Stanyer: I don't know about you, but I have seen one of these "Box" matches, and trust me, Grimm has NO IDEA what he has just agreed to.
Dawg: I've not seen one, but I think I get the picture. Seeing as Heelmaster is in a permanent bad mood, it definitely won't be very pretty.
Stanyer: Anyway, onto our next match. DarkStorm sent out a challenge to any member of the Methods of Mayhem, Leroy Greene, one half of Brutal Force, was happy to accept.
Dawg: DarkStorm's been on a losing streak against the MoM in the past week, tonight WILL be different.
Stanyer: Let's find out.
Credit: Goatman
Kung Fu Fighting hits, and Leroy emerges from the back. Leroy solemly bows to the crowd, and then makes his way to ring, dancing in time with the music. He hops onto the apron and flips over the top rope. He makes a cicuit of the ring all the while doing a mixture of martial arts and dance moves. Finally he returns to the centre of the ring, and bows again.
James: Introducing from Harlem, weighing 214lbs, Leroy Greene!!!
Thunder is heard on the oppisite side of the titantron and makes its way around each opposite sides of the arena until directly in front of the ultra-tron, then two bolts of lightning strike from the rafters, and "CLick CLick Boom", by Saliva hits and out of the smoke from the pryos come DarkStorm, he stops at the top of the ramp and folds his arms over each other, and looks around, then he drops them and runs to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope. Storm gets up and runs and jump to the second rope, he throws a hand up, and the crowd cheers.
James: Introducing from Clinton, NC weighing 230lbs, DarkStorm.Crowd Boos
Report: Barry Burton high fives Leroy Greene and takes his position at ringside. Leroy Greene's energy shows he is really charged up. The bell rings - ding. Greene starts the match with left and right elbow strikes to DarkStorm. Leroy knees DarkStorm then lands a huge roundhouse cracking DarkStorm square in the jaw knocking him down to his knees. Leroy does a high axe kick to DarkStorm's neck flattening him out. Leroy flips him over goes for a cover. 1...2... DarkStorm kicks out. Leroy locks up with DarkStorm and whips into the turnbuckle. Leroy runs up to him and a somersault kicks him in the face. DarkStorm is holding his jaw leaning over the top rope.
Stanyer: Leroy Greene having a great start in singles competition.
Leroy slides under the bottom rope and runs on the apron and jumps on the top turnbuckle. DarkStorm is still hunched over the top rope holding his jaw when Leroy jumps off the turnbuckle and hits a spinning wheel kick. DarkStorm lies on the mat holding his neck as the top rope choked him on the impact of the last move. Leroy bounces off the ropes and hits a front somersault guillotine leg drop. Leroy keeps his position on the ground and uses his leg to repeatedly club DarkStorm in head with mini axe kicks. Leroy wraps his legs around DarkStorm's head and scissor locks. DarkStorm kicks his feet and the ref counts to five and Leroy breaks the hold. Leroy pulls DarkStorm to his feet and gives him a quick few palm strikes knocking back into the ropes. Leroy mounts on top and punches him the face and the crowd counts 1...2.... 3...4.... 5.... 6...7... DarkStorm blocks the punch and grabs Leroy and spins him into the turnbuckle and hits a jumping storm kick and follows up with a Storm DDT. DarkStorm covers and puts his feet on the bottom rope for leverage. 1...
Burton is yelling to the referee to check the ropes
2....
The referee notices and stops the count.
Dawg - That one was really close. If not for Burtons big mouth I think he would of got him.
Stanyer: DarkStorm taking a page out of Austin Cains book.
Dawg: What in green Earth are you talking about?
Stanyer: Well, last week DarkStorm lost from a Cain handful of tights.
Dawg: DarkStorm did not grab any tights. He had his feet on the bottom ropes.
Stanyer: Both ways to get a cheap win.
Dawg: You been thinking way too hard. Please keep your thoughts in that little brain of yours.
DarkStorm grabs Leroy and Irish whips him into the ropes and follows up with a drop kick. As Leroy gets up DarkStorm runs at him and nails a hurricanrana. DarkStorm gets up and kicks Leroy in the head. Burton starts to cheer Leroy to try and swing momentum back to him. DarkStorm grabs Greene's legs and slaps on the Boston Crab. Burton pounds on the mat cheering for Greene. The ref asks if Greene wants to quit but he says no. DarkStorm lets go of Greene's legs and walks over towards Burton, then runs at him with a sliding kick under the bottom rope to the outside. Burton flies back into the guardrail.
Stanyer: DarkStorm getting distracted by Burton
Dawg: Nah, he is just trying to shut his big trap. Thank you.
DarkStorm waits on the apron for Greene to get up and then springboard missile dropkicks. Burton gets up and climbs onto the apron. The referee tells him to get down at the risk of being disqualified. DarkStorm slaps on an illegal chokehold to Greene. Burton tries to tell the referee to turn around but the referee tells Burton to get off the apron. DarkStorm lets go of the choke and pulls Greene up to his feet by his hair. DarkStorm whips Greene towards Burton. Burton tries to tell the referee to turn around or move but the referee argues with him to get off the apron. Leroy Greene runs into the referee sandwiching him with Burton. Burton goes flying off the apron and the referee falls down knocked out.
Stanyer: Oh no! Looks like we got some visitors.
Dawg: Looks like we have someone trying to even out the score.
Stanyer: Burton was not attacking DarkStorm.
Dawg: What match are you watching? DarkStorm is defending himself against both men of Brutal Force. At risk of being disqualified, Brutal Force purposely knocked out the referee.
The Gods of War both attack Barry Burton. Both men are just pounding on him. Alexander lifts him up for an Emperor's Hammer (Cannonball Buster). Kull pulls him up and does The Conqueror (Russian Neck Drop). Burton is lying motionless on the concrete. Both men slide in the ring. Alexander goes after Leroy Greene and immediately sticks him with a Fall of Rome (Burning Hammer). Leroy Greene twitches on the ground. Alexander picks up Kull and power bombs him on Leroy Greene.
Dawg: Gods of War with authority.
DarkStorm goes to the top tope and hits a 450 storm (450 splash).
Stanyer: Gods of War leave the scene and their path of destruction behind.
The referee looks up and sees DarkStorm on top of Greene and counts for the pin fall 1...2...3
Stanyer: The Gods of War with a major assist to DarkStorm.
Dawg: No harm in a little assist. Especially when the referee isn't looking.
Stanyer: Amazing how quick people react to a referee being KO'd. You'd swear the Gods of War were right behind the curtain, waiting for a chance to interfere.
Dawg: I think your over-reacting.
Stanyer: We'll discuss this while a commerical runs.
The cameras cut to the back to show Mayhem standing outside of the Gods of War locker room. Mayhem is about to knock on their door when it all of a sudden burst open and out come Kull and Alexander. Kull is carrying his chair and Alexander is packing his lead pipe. They bump Mayhem and almost knock him to the ground and laugh as they watch him stumble.
Alexander: Watch It Mayhem! Your in the way.
Mayhem collects himself and looks at the G.O.W.
Mayhem: Guys I have a few questions for you.
Kull: We're busy men Johnny hurry up.
Mayhem: Why did you guys attack Leroy Greene during his match with Darkstorm?
Alexander: Fair enough
Alexander lifts his lead pipe to Mayhem's chin
Alexander: We want to become the PWF's frist ever dual Tag Team Champions.
Mayhem: so what does that have to do with Leroy Greene?
Kull puts his face in his hand and shakes his head.
Kull: Think about it moron, Who are the Hardcore Tag Team Champions?
Mayhem: of coure, Brutal Force!
Kull: and isn't Leroy Greene one half of the Tag Team?
Mayhem: Yeah your point?
Alexander snaps the pipe back like he's gonna hit Mayhem, which causes him to fall to the ground.
Alexander: Idiot we have to beat the Hardcore Tag Champions to become Dual Tag Champions.
Mayhem who is a little shake picks himself up again.
Mayhem: oh I get it.
Kull: So I'm making it official, The Gods of War vs Brutal Force PWF Hardcore Tag Team Championship Battle of Britain, you got the balls boys?
Alexander: Now like we said we have pressing business to take care of.
Alexander and Kull walk off leaving Mayhem alone still dusty from his fall. He watches them walk off and then looks back at the camera and mouths "those @#%$ pricks" as the camera cuts out.
The scene opens with Davey K, Masta P and Q-Zee all stood next to the helpless Jason Hunt
Davey K: Ok, thanks guys, you can leave us now. Me and Jason need to have a chat.
Masta P: A chat?
Davey K: Yeah...a chat, so just leave us.
Masta P and Q-Zee walk away from the room with slightly worried expressions on there faces
Davey K: Ahhh, Jason alone at last. For quite some time now I have been thinking to myself. Me and Jason never really sit down and talk....at the moment your sat down and looking sort of quiet? Whats wrong Jason, dont you want to talk to a superstar?
Davey K leans over as Jason Hunt struggles to talk from behind the tape which is over his mouth
Davey K: Dammit Jason, didnt your mom teach you not to mumble when talking to people? Its rude Jason, I really dont like rude people. You see your rude Jason, not just rude but sort of cocky and a little well annoying. You annoy me.....and you annoying me makes me mad. Really mad, not just the kind of anger you get when you burn yourself on something or other...the kind of annoyance that leads to things happening bad things happening. Things that you watch on CNN, things that you think only happen to other people....well tonight Hunt, guess what! Something bad is going to happen to you. Dont worry Hunt Im not going to whip out a can of spray paint and write my name on you....oh no that would be amature. I aint even gonna simply beat you up while your all tied up.
Davey K walks around the bound Jason Hunt patting his jacket with a smirk on his face
Davey K: Ahh, Jason, for a few weeks now Ive been advising you. And you clearly just havent taken the hint. You just havent been able to take your head out of Gambino's ass and listen to me. Listen to the words that Ive been saying to you. The words Hunt.....to you words are meaningless. You appear every week spouting a whole load of BS that no-one wants to hear. You talk for so long Jason that I have visibly seen fans fall off their chairs and just sleep. Anyway Jason the words that Ive been saying have been there to advise you. You see Jason Ive got mine, I just hope youve got yours.........
At this point Davey reaches into his jacket and produces a gun and points it against Jason Hunt's temple
Davey K: So Hunt, have you got yours? By that I mean gun....you just aint been listening to me....what? Did you think I didnt have it in me? Did you think you could keep pushing me? Jason what do you think about whats happening to you?
Davey leans over and puts his ear to Jason's mouth
Hunt: Oh @#%$, you crazy mutha fu..
At this point Davey puts the gag back across Hunt's mouth
Davey K: @#%$? You damn rite @#%$, and believe me Jason you are in some deep @#%$!!
Davey kneels down with a smile on his face and the gun pointed directly at Jason's face as he squirms in his seat
Stanyer: What the hell does Davey K think he is doing? He's holding Jason Hunt hostage at Gunpoint!!!
Dawg: We need some police here right now, Davey has gone insane!!
Stanyer: Well folks, we'll do our best to keep you all updated. We have to move onto our half-way Main Event. Where Inmate will defend his European Title against the big newcomer to the PWF, Austin Cain.
Dawg: Haven't you been paying attention? Tate Bell is the big newcomer.
Stanyer: Whatever.
Credit: Jason Hunt
The house lights cut out and the words "THE SUPREME PHENOM" scroll across the titantron. A flood of powerful white light erupts from the entry way. A single silhouetted figure steps out of the light as the instrumental "Jesus Christ Superstar" begins playing over the sound system, growing louder as it appraoches the musical climax. The figure raises his arms above his head and, just as the music peaks, flips both of his middle fingers up to the crowd. Pyros simutaneously explode across the stage, the white light cuts, the house lights come back on, tinted orange, and the music changes radically to Run DMC's "Tougher than Leather" - "UNCONCEIVABLE, UNBELIEVABLE - GRAMMAR LIKE A HAMMER INFORMATION RECEIVABLE, SENT BY THE LORD, HERE AND ABROAD, WITH WORDS WELL ADORED - NOW THEY CAN'T BE IGNORED!" A grinning Austin Cain makes his way down the ramp with a white monagrammed towel over his shoulder, he walks with a swaggering strut as he jaws at the booing fans. Briefly, he stops to point out a random fan and mouth the word "loser" to the camera. When he reaches the ring apron he slides under the bottom rope to the center of the mat, and pops up on one knee, posing with his arms outstreched as if he were being showered with praise, instead of jeers. He rises and wipes the sweat off of his forehead and face with the towel, then throws it to the audience. He mounts the second turnbuckle, laughs and points down at the fans who are scrambling for the towel.
James: Introducing from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing 248lbs, "The Supreme Phenom" Austin Cain!!
"Psycho" by System of a Down hits. Crows are flying around and resting on an electric chair. Then Inmate's logo flashes as he walks through the entrance way wearing his new Jailbird t-shirt with European title flung over his shoulder.
James: Introducing from Amityville, Maine, weighing 279lbs, the PWF European Champion, Inmate 61969!!!!
Report: The two start the match out with a huge slug fest in the middle of the ring with Inmate getting the advantage, Inmate grabs Austin Cain and whips him into the ropes and when he comes back he goes for a clothesline but Cain ducks and goes running into the other ropes and when he comes back Inmate picks Cain up and goes for a gorilla press slam but Cain wiggles his way out and is behind Inmate and he gets him in a german suplex. Cain grabs Inmate and pulls him off of the mat and he tosses him into the corner. Cain walks over to Inmate and drives his knee into the stomach of Inmate several times before Cain throws Inmate down to the mat by his head. Cain goes up to the top rope and waits for Inmate to get to his feet and once Inmate gets up Cain jumps off at Inmate but Inmate catches Cain in mid air and sends Cain into the canvas with a powerslam. Inmate jumps up to his feet and taunts the crowd after his great reversal and he gets a huge pop for it. Inmate takes to long and when he goes over to Cain to pick him up Cain hits Inmate with a low blow and as Inmate is bent over Cain grabs him by the head and flips him over in a snapmare takedown. Cain grabs Inmate's head once more and puts him in a headlock. Cain flexes his big biceps around the throat of Inmate cutting over the air supply to his head. Inmate seems like he is about to pass out but as the crowd cheers his name Inmate gets the energy to get up on one knee and elbow Cain in the stomach. Inmate then stands up and picks Cain up off the mat and slams him back down with a back body suplex. Both men are down and Inmate draps his arm over the chest of Cain, the ref gets down on the mat and begins the count. Austin Cain gets his shoulder up and off the mat at the count of 2. Inmate grabs Austin Cain by the head and pulls him to his feet, then Inmate gets Austin Cain in a huge piledriver. Austin Cain's head bounces off the mat with a huge impact and Inmate seems to have the match well in hand. Inmate picks Austin Cain up once more and this time he whips Austin Cain into the corner. Inmate walks over to Austin Cain as he is slumped over in the corner, Inmate picks Austin Cain up in the air and places him on the top rope. Inmate goes up with him and punches Austin Cain in the face several times and then he goes for a top rope suplex, but as Inmate lifts Austin Cain into the air and goes to flip him over Austin Cain grabs onto the body of Inmate and powerbombs him off the top rope. Both men are out cold on the mat as the crowd cheers wildly for one hell of a powerbomb. Austin Cain gets his second wind and gets up to his feet and he walks over to the knocked out Inmate. Austin Cain picks Inmate up and he kicks him in the stomach and Inmate falls over but Austin Cain picks him back up and gets him in the powerbomb position. Austin Cain walks over to the turnbuckles with Inmate and powerbombs Inmate into the corner so that Inmate's head hits the bottom turnbuckle.
Stanyer: Austin Cain is showing off that he indeed has some power.
Dawg: So?
Inmate lay on the mat holding the back of his head in agony and Austin Cain raises his hands in victory. Austin Cain grabs Inmate and stands him up, Austin Cain then whips Inmate into the ropes and when Inmate comes running back Austin Cain grabs Inmate and gets him in a t-bone suplex. Austin Cain says it's over and he flips Inmate over to his back and he's in the middle of the ring. Austin Cain then slaps on a deadly submission the Camel Clutch. Austin Cain sits on the back of Inmate and pulls back on his neck as well. Inmate is screaming out in pain as Austin Cain pulls harder and harder. Austin Cain gets up and waits for Inmate to get to his feet. Inmate gets to his knee and gets locked up with Austin Cain only to give him an eye rake. Inmate tries to hit Austin Cain in the face but Austin Cain just moves backwards. Inmate locks up with Austin Cain again and takes him down by his knees, but Austin Cain is back up quickly only to be stopped by Inmate again. But Austin Cain gets the grapple from behind and clubs him in the neck again and Inmate falls. Austin Cain picks up Inmate and kicks him outside of the ring onto the apron. Then punches him in the head and Inmate falls to the mats outside and the ref starts his 10 count. At 4 Inmate gets back in the ring only to be met by a headlock take down. Austin Cain picks him up again and kicks him in the face. He then picks Inmate up and delivers a standing clothes line and it looks as though Inmate is out for this one. Austin Cain then bends Inmate over and starts bashing his knee into the upper chest of Inmate. Inmate is quick to recover and turns around to hit Austin Cain in the face and it connects as Austin Cain falls to the ground. Austin Cain gets up and slams Inmate down with a clothes line and again signals it over as he picks Inmate up. He whips Inmate into the turn buckle and proceeds to stomp his ass. He goes for the cover when he's done but Inmate manages to lift his foot up on the rope and the ref sees it and stops the count. Inmate and Austin Cain stare each other down and Inmate nails Austin Cain in the face but not hard enough to knock him down. Inmate whips him into the ropes and gives him a body slam off of it.
Stanyer: A costly mistake on Austin Cain's part.
Dawg: That's what happens when you waste time.
Austin Cain tries to a get a cheap shot in but Inmate sees it and knocks his hands down and then punches Austin Cain over and over. But Austin Cain grabs Inmate and whips him into the turnbuckle and gives him another stomping. He then goes to the top rope as Inmate gets up and waits until he turns around and gives him a double axe handle off of the top rope. But when Inmate gets up he gives Austin Cain a hard low blow and he stumbles around the ring. Inmate takes advantage and gives him a dragon suplex pin but doesn't even get a one count. Both men go for a kick and their shins hit but Inmate is able to grab Austin Cain and tackle him down. But as the two get up Austin Cain clotheslines Inmate over the top rope. Inmate comes in with a fury of right hands but Austin Cain is the one who gets the advantage by back dropping Inmate onto the mat. Austin Cain goes by Inmate's head and starts banging it against the mat but the ref is able to stop it. Austin Cain comes from behind but Inmate elbows him in the face. Inmate from behind starts to headbutt the back of Austin Cain's head which makes him drop to his knees. The two reverse move after move but Inmate comes out on too with the low blow. He then signals enough is enough and gives Austin Cain the JailBreaker (Bubba Bomb). He covers, but Austin Cain is able to get his hand on the rope. Inmate stomps on Austin Cain but the ref pulls him off of Cain and while Cain pulls himself up to his feet on the ropes Tate Bell comes running out and he hits Cain across the face with a chair and Cain is out cold. Inmate covers Cain and the ref counts to 3!
Stanyer: What is Tate Bell doing out here?
Dawg: Costing Austin Cain the match, that's what.
Stanyer: Sounds to me like his jealousy has overflowed into rage.
Dawg: And Austin Cain has felt the wrath of that rage.
The Scene returns to Jason Hunt still squirming in his chair as Davey is sat on the floor with the gun pointed at Jason, Davey K rises to standing and walks across to Hunt
Davey K: Sitting in this room has made me start thinking. Maybe I should just untie you and let you go...would you like that?
Hunt begins to nod his head quickly
Davey K: Yeah? You think I should let you go? Well I aint sure because youll go running around telling everyone that Im insane...maybe that wont be too bad. I mean if I shoot you, ill be caught and taken to jail. I dont want to go to Jail, im a superstar I cant go to jail, this is crazy.....
Davey drops the gun on the floor and drops in his hands, Jason Hunt sighs a visible sigh of relief, the suddenly with an insane grin Davey stares at Hunt, he kneels down never taking his eyes from Hunt, picks up the gun and points it back at Hunt
Davey K: Crazy, the only crazy thing about any of this is me! Youve pushed me Hunt, youve pushed me a lot. You have cheated and beaten me in the ring, infront of all my fans. You are making me look an idiot Hunt. Maybe your rite, maybe I cant beat you, so if I cant beat you maybe I should just rid myself of you, erase you from the earth....thats sounds good. No more Jason Hunt..yeah I like that!
Davey begins to pace the room staring at the gun
Davey K: As well as my own thoughts Jason, I got some crazy thoughts....some real evil ones. You see when its not just you in control of your own head, thats when bad things happen. My voice isnt the only one that talks to me.............I get others Jason. Other voices, voices that make me wanna go mad....and sometimes I wish they would stop...STOP! STOP! Telling me what to do! STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!
Davey walks eratically around the room tapping the gun on his head
Davey K: NO! I cant just shoot him, I cant kill him......Stop telling me, no! Jason Im sorry I have to kill you now.......your time is over.....Have you enjoyed your time on earth? Have you!?! Whose going to miss you Jason? Who? Will anyone care that your dead? Noo, thats the answer, maybe I will go to jail maybe I wont. I dont care....according to you my career is pretty much over and Im a loser. Thats what youve called me Jason a loser.....youve called me a lot of things and insulted everything about me! Well Jason its time you met the man thats going to take away the only thing you want and thats life. Start praying Jason, pray for forgiveness, pray for something the voices are getting louder, there telling me to shoot you now, the people in my head want you dead....I have to do it Jason....I have to kill you now....goodbye.
As Jason Hunt sits in his seat with tears on his face he closes his eyes as Davey pulls the trigger........spraying water all over Jason Hunts crotch!
Davey K: Whooo! What do you think of that baby! Come in guys!
Masta P and Q-Zee join Davey K in the room, they are laughing and pointing at Jason
Q-Zee: Bro, I cant believe he believed the voices in the head @#%$!
Davey K: Well, you know sometimes I do get voices, oh thats when I leave my walkman on!
Masta P: Dude, has he wet himself?
Davey K: Well, not exactly, thats where I erm "shot" him! Does look a bit like you have wet yourself Jason. Anyway guys, I can definatley smell a little bit of pee round here, lets leave him alone.
Davey K, Masta P and Q-Zee all wave to a furious Jason Hunt as they leave the room
We see Brutal Force standing in the back with Johnny Mayhem. Leroy is clutching his head, and neither he nor Barry looks best pleased.
Mayhem: Brutal Force, earlier tonight...
Leroy: We know exactly what happened earlier tonight. That's why we are here.
Barry: Gods of War, you have the nerve to attack us backstage? You have the audacity to interfere in a match which is none of your business. And what drives you to do all this? You want to be the first ever Dual Tag Team Champions?
Leroy: Hey, we are fine with that. Everyone needs a goal, a dream, a reason for being. And that is as good as any. You would certainly go down in the PWF history books. And you come after us because we just happen to be the PWF Hardcore Tag team Champions, and you need to beat us to fulfill your dream.
Barry: And that is where we have the problem. You see, we don't just (beep)ing happen to be the champs, we are the champs because no-one, and I do mean no-one, has had the ability to take these belts away from us. For 4 months, we have taken on all comers. For 4 months, we have held these titles, and for 4 months we have defended them against all comers. But to you guys, we just happen to be the champs?
Leroy: You could have just asked for the damn shot! When the hell have we ever backed down from a fight? But no, you have to go and cheap shot us.
Barry: Well, it backfired. You want a match at the Battle of Britain? You want a match to try and win our belts. Well, (beep) what you want. There will be no match.
Leroy: That's right.
Mayhem: Let me get this straight. You guys are refusing to fight the Gods of War?
Barry: Who said that? We didn't say that.
Mayhem: You said there wasn't going to be a match.
Leroy: There won't be a match. There will be a slaughter, beating of Brutal proportions.
Barry: You guys wanted a match? Well, this Sunday at the Battle of Britain, you have got yourselves a war!
Leroy: So you had better start praying to yourselves, 'boys'.
Barry: OK, Leroy. Lets wrap this up with one of those foreign quotes you do, seeing as we are still on the world tour.
Leroy: Ah yes, I heard a quaint English expression. I am not sure of the full meaning, but I think it fits what we want to say quite well. So, Gods of War...
Brutal Force: (beep) you, you mother(beep)ing, (beep)s.
Fade out.
"Brother" by Breaking Point blasts over the P.A. system and the fans start to cheer wildly. Sandstorm steps out onto the entrance ramp with his street clothes on and a microphone in hand. He struts down to the ring, pointing to the audience. He rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring.
Sandstorm: You know DarkStorm, just because your scared of the Methods Of Mayhem, and you know you can't beat any one of us, doesn't mean you have to get someone to fight your own battles for you. I mean, you didn't need one other man, which in itself is pathetic, but you needed two, the Gods Of War. I mean, if if wasn't for them, Leroy wouldn't have picked you apart limb by limb, because no member of the MoM is loosing to a freak like yo.................
SandStorm is cut off in mid-sentence, as "Click Click Boom" by Saliva hits the arena and out of the smoke from the entry way comes DarkStorm. He stops at the entry way and stares at SandStorm who is standing in the ring. DarkStorm has a mic in his hnad and slowly brings it to his lips
DarkStorm: "........Scared, Scared of the Methods of Mayhem... you really think I am, do you SandStorm, you think that I am scared of you, and your group called the Methods of Mayhem, the truth be told, I am scared of the Methods, but its not the methods of Mayhem, its the methods I'm gonna use to fight you at Battle of Britain..........but I have to ask you one question SandStorm, why do you need all of your Methods to beat me, am I that much of a threat to you........"
DarkStorm starts to take steps toward the ring
DarkStorm: "Are you so content with yourself, that you are afriad of one man, when I am not afraid of any man, but you know what, I can't wait until Battle of Britain"
DarkStorm charges the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, and Sandstorm and DarkStorm, the two start throwing rights and lefts at each other before security comes in and breaks them up
Stanyer: It's going to be one hell of a contest between Sandstorm & DarkStorm next Sunday. A lot of heat going into that match.
Dawg: I wonder if the ring will be enough to hold the rage of DarkStorm, he has been seriously pissed off in recent weeks. What with the MoM costing him matches left right and center.
Stanyer: It will be a fantastic contest. Anyway folks, we will return after the break with Heelmaster & Sabre taking on Grimm and Big Poppa.
Cameras cut to Sabre, warming up for his inevitable tag match tonight. Standing next to him is reporter Ted Tedison...
Tedison: Sabre, what are your thoughts on...
Sabre: Not now, Ted. I arrived fasionably late for Havoc once again and I've got no time to waste talking to losers such as yourself. Not only do I have to warm up these huge biceps, but I haven't checked my hair in hours. For all I know, I could be the joke of the fasion World right about now. And then where would I be? I'd be just as bad as Big Poppa.
Tedison: You do realise that not only has he accepted your match at the Battle of Britain, but he's also added an extra stipulation... a table's match.
Sabre stops warming up and looks at Ted...
Sabre: Well I'll be damned. The moron is showing some real ball hair. Maybe he is strong enough to mix it up with The Man? Or maybe it's just the paint fumes getting to me. Either way, this match is definatley gonna be bigger than the main event itself... especially because I'm in it.
Tedison: Right. Ummm... what paint fumes?
Sabre: Exactly.
Sabre walks away, leaving a rather stunned and confused Tedison behind...
Stanyer: A Table Match between Sabre & Poppa? Hmm, that should be very interesting. Not their usual style at all.
Dawg: It doesn't matter with Sabre, he will demonstrate his supreme skill, and put Big Poppa through the table, but of course, he will make sure he does it in style.
Stanyer: We'll see about that, Sabre's not renowned for his skill under hardcore rules, we'll see how he fares next Sunday. Now he is participating in this big Tag Match.
"Roots, Bloody Roots" by Sepultra hits as the lights go black. Blue strobes light the building up for brief instants at a time. The Heelmaster, Kevin Shane, walks onto the ramp and flips the entire crowd off. He makes several lewd gestures to make the fans boo him even more. He then walks down to the ring, laughing to himself and bad mouthing several fans. He steps into the ring and motions for everyone to kiss his ass.
James: Introducing from Pitsburgh, Pennysylvania, weighing 257lbs, The Heelmaster.
"Brand New Hate" by the Backyard Babies fires throughout the arena, and the crowd begin booing hoarsley as Sabre slowly struts out from behind the curtain, arms raised, taking in the negativity. He grins cockily at the fans in the the front row as he walks to the ring, before jumping onto the apron and leaping over the third rope. He then moves into the centre of the ring and slowly pretends to brush some dirt from his chest, before raising his arms again while flames erupt in a large explosion on the stage behind him...
James: Introducing from Sydney, Australia, weighing 230lbs, The Sabre. Crowd boos loudly
The Lights Turn in the PWF arena, Suddenly Nookie(Andriods Remix) by Limp Bizkit kicks in and a red strobe light starts flashing on and on. As The Drums kick in on the song red pyros explode from the stage and a red mist comes up from the titan tron. The Strobe light gets more intense as the words Grimm and The Mystery!! continuously flash on and off the Titantron. Grimm walks out on the stage area with a water bottle in hand. Grimm takes a sip of the water on the stage and spits it into the air. As he spits in the air as huge pyros explode behind him and rise up to the ceiling to the arena. Grimm runs down to the ring and slides in where he bounces on the ropes
James: Introducing from Pickering, Onatario, Canada, weighing 240lbs, Grimm.
The lights begin to dim and the fans quiet down in anticipation. The words "Real Show" fade in and out on the dark UltraTron, and the lights suddenly turn on and fire works blast off as a customized version of Limp Bizkit's My Way starts up
James: "Coming to the ring at this time, weighting in at 285 pounds, 'The Real Show' Big Poppa!
The audience goes mad as Big Poppa emerges through the Havoc curtains. He does a air-guitar taunt to the tune of the song, and dances down to the ring
Report: Heelmaster doesn't seem to care what Sabre thinks, he insists on starting the match. Heelmaster then jumps Grimm while he and Poppa are deciding on who should start. Heelmaster knocks Grimm into Poppa, and he goes through the ropes. Heelmaster then grabs Grimm and drives his shoulder into the turnbuckle pad. Heelmaster then wraps Grimm's arm around the turnbuckle and pulls back, Grimm punches Heelmaster with his free arm to break free. Grimm then begins to lay into Heelmaster with right hands, but Heelmaster blocks one and then turns it into an arm wrench. Heelmaster strengthens his grip and Grimm drops to one knee. He then rolls forwards and counters the arm wrench, but Heelmaster pulls him into a headlock. Grimm pushes Heelmaster into the ropes and then sends him off. Grimm then takes Heelmaster down with a Flying Lariat. Grimm then tags in Poppa who comes into a great cheer. He delivers a couple of right hands to Heelmaster before he counters with an uppercut to the jaw. Heelmaster then sends Poppa to the ropes, only for him to reverse and then hit an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Heelmaster takes his time getting to his feet, he gets a boot to the gut and then a whip to the corner. Poppa follows in with a clothesline. Poppa hooks Heely up and delivers a perfect Vertical Suplex. He floats over into a cover. .1 .2 .. Heelmaster kicks out. Poppa pulls him to his feet and plants him on the mat with a Sidewalk Slam. He then comes off the ropes and hits a Leg Drop before motioning into a cover. .1 .2 Heelmaster kicks out. Poppa pulls him to his feet and nails him with a couple of forearms, he goes behind and goes for a Neck Drop, but Heelmaster escapes and lands behind Poppa and then nails him with a forearm to the back of the head. Heelmaster then spins Poppa around and grabs his arm. He then begins to deliver powerful shoulder thrusts, but after three, Poppa counters with a blow to the face. Poppa then kicks Heelmaster in the gut and goes for a Powerbomb, but Heelmaster counters with a Back Body Drop. Poppa gets to his feet, but gets taken down with a Drop Toe Hold, Heelmaster then springs up to Poppa's chest and locks in a Sitting Reverse Armbar. Heelmaster is conveniently by his corner and offers a tag to Sabre, who accepts the offer and slingshots over the ropes delivering a Leg Drop to the back of Poppa's head.
Stanyer: I swear that is all Heelmaster thinks about, injuring people's arms. He must know every arm submission hold, or arm damaging move there is.
Dawg: And a few more that he has invented as well. Trust me, I've seen him training, this guy practices arm moves, and not a damn thing else.
Sabre waits for Heelmaster to leave the ring and then begins to stomp down Poppa. He pulls him up and delivers a couple of elbow strikes and then a couple of middle kicks before sending Poppa to the ropes and knocking him down with a Back Spinning Heel Kick. Sabre then walks cockily around the ring before picking up Poppa. A section of the front row are shouting abuse at Sabre, he arrogantly blows them a kiss, which draws only more boos. But this distraction gives Poppa a chance to deliver some blows to Sabre, but Sabre counters this with a quick poke to the eyes. Sabre then hooks Poppa up and delivers a stylish backbreaker. Sabre pulls his tights up and then leaps onto the 2nd turnbuckle, spinning around to face Poppa in one motion. Sabre leans back and signals for Poppa to get up. He then jumps off and knocks him down with a Missile Dropkick. Sabre holds both arms out with an arrogant smile on his face. He then goes for the cover. ..1 ..2 Poppa kicks out. Sabre pulls him up and holds him in a headlock, he then tags in Heelmaster. The two send him to the ropes and then hoist him high into the air before driving him into the mat with a Flapjack. Heelmaster then locks in the Painkiller (Fujiwara Armbar) as Sabre blows a kiss to the crowd, and then slaps his ass before stepping through the ropes to a massive chorus of boos. The crowd start up a "You Sold Out" chant. This doesn't affect Heelmaster however, who has the armbar locked in tightly. The referee, Carlton Rock is sitting right in front of Poppa's face and asking him if he wants to give up. Poppa is heard saying "no" before more groans of pain can be heard. Poppa then begins to pull himself towards the ropes. Grimm signals to the crowd to get behind Poppa, and a "Real Show" chant starts up. Poppa, rejuvantated by the crowd, begins to crawl towards the ropes, and reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, breaking the hold. But Heelmaster isn't finished, and drags Poppa to his feet. Heelmaster delivers some elbow strikes to his arm, and then throws him through the middle rope, driving his shoulder into the ring post. Poppa pulls himself out, holding onto his arm. Heelmaster pulls Poppa towards his corner, he wraps the arm around the top rope, where Sabre drives his forearm into it and then laughs as Poppa grimaces in pain. Heelmaster then snaps Poppa over and locks in Code Red (Cross Armbreaker). Once again the referee has to ask Poppa if he wants to give up, but again he says no.
Stanyer: How much more of this punishment can Big Poppa take? I know he calls himself the "Real Show", and is a proud man, but he has to think of his future, he can't wrestle with one arm.
Dawg: Your absolutely right, he should tap out, then Heelmaster and Sabre would win, your happy, I'm happy.
Stanyer: I never said I would be happy about it, I just don't want Poppa to get hurt.
Poppa fights the hold, but slowly he begins to fade and his body falls limp. The referee checks Poppa's arm and gets a 1 count. A hopeful chant of "Poppa" rings around the arena. The referee checks Poppa's arm and gets a 2. The referee raises Poppa's arm for a third time, and it drops towards the mat, but just before it hits, the arm stops and jerks back up in the air, bringing a gargantuan cheer from the crowd. Poppa is awake, and a fire seems to have awoken in him as he powers his way up, ignoring the pain and punches Heelmaster in the face to break the hold. Both then get to their feet, where Heelmaster gets in a knee to the gut and then sends Poppa to the ropes, but he counters and then hits the Show-Slam (Swinging Chokeslam). Both men stay down. Poppa fights his way towards his corner, while Heelmaster moves a lot more freely, both men make tags at the same time. A massive cheer comes up as Grimm charges in and levels Sabre with a clothesline. Sabre bounces back up but Grimm hits him with a couple of quick right hands and then sends him to the ropes and hits a Spinning Side Kick. Sabre bounces up to his feet. Grimm scoops slams him and then crosses Sabre's legs into the Lockdown (Sharpshooter). But Heelmaster comes across and breaks it up. Big Poppa then comes into the ring and knocks Heelmaster off his feet with a clothesline. Heelmaster crashes into the canvas and rolls out of the ring. Big Poppa follows him out and begins to lay into him with right hands, the volume of the crowd getting louder each time. In the ring, Grimm picks up Sabre and hits a few forearms before taking him to the corner. He climbs up and hooks his head. Grimm then somersaults over Sabre and delivers a Flipping Neckbreaker. Grimm covers. 1 .2 . Sabre grabs the bottom rope. Carlton Rock sees it and calls for the break. On the outside, Poppa slams Heelmaster into the ring steps. Grimm picks up Sabre and signals for the crowd to get behind him, they give him a mighty roar as he comes off the ropes and goes for a Bicycle Kick, but Sabre pulls the referee in front of him and Grimm kicks the referee.
Stanyer: Oh no, this could get ugly now.
Dawg: Maybe, Grimm is the Extreme Champion after all.
This angers Grimm and he kicks Sabre in the gut and goes for a Powerbomb, only for Sabre to counter out with the Sabre's Edge. Sabre doesn't cover, instead he looks to the outside where Big Poppa is beating down Heelmaster. Sabre comes off the ropes and then does a cartwheel, two back somersaults and then a Moonsault over the top rope onto Poppa. Sabre lands on his feet and has both arms out, showing off to the crowd, who boo him. He simply bows to them before laughing. Heelmaster sees Grimm getting to his feet in the ring and rolls in after him. Heelmaster charges him and takes him down for Ultimate Heat (Ultimate Armbar). Few people can withstand so much pain and Grimm quickly taps out, but the referee is still out, Sabre's move comes back to haunt his team. Heelmaster releases the hold and tries to wake the referee. Sabre is on the outside beating down Poppa. Sabre climbs to the apron and delivers a Moonsault onto Poppa. Somehow, Grimm is getting to his feet behind Heelmaster. He sees Grimm and turns around and grabs his arm and goes for a Shoulder Thrust, but Grimm pulls his arm away and moves himself out of the way, and Heelmaster staggers past him. Grimm then hooks Heelmasters head and hits the Fear Factor (Diving Reverse DDT). Grimm covers, Carlton Rock is just coming around and sees the count. ..1 ..2 ..3!!!! Sabre is too busy playing with Big Poppa to notice, and is furious when Grimm's music hits to signal he has lost the match.
Stanyer: Grimm and Poppa pick up a massive win going into Battle of Britain.
Dawg: Grimm got the fall now, but when he steps into the Box next Sunday, it will be a whole different world. He will find out the meaning of pain.
Stanyer: Indeed he will, and so will Heelmaster for that matter, The Box is a violent match, and this one will be no exception.
The cameras cut to Jason Hunt, who is trying to break free of his bonds, suddenly MVD comes into the camera.
MVD: "Guys, I've found him"
The Russians come into the picture.
Hunt: "I'm going to kill him, get me out of here."
MVD: "Calm down a little Hunt, we're getting you out of here."
MVD cuts Hunt free, he wastes no time in getting to his feet and storms off looking for Davey K.
The scene fades into a shot of Johnny Mayhem standing side by side with Hanibal. The fans give mixed reaction. Mayhem being the interview...
Mayhem: Hanibal, we are all wondering why you continue the perpetual insulting, attacking, and overall thrashing of Golgatha, week in and week out? Is there something we missed?
Hanibal smirks
Hanibal: Ya know Johnathan, there is something that not only you but every pee-on like yourself needs to raelize. You see I was born with a precocius ability and that ability was being the best at every single thing that I do. Infact not only am I the best, but I am the PWF's only true Larger than Life Superstar and being a man of such stature, such multitude, there isn't even a single so called "wrestler" in the PWF thats even in my league. But being the nice, caring individual that I am..
Johnny Mayhem rolls his eyes..
Hanibal: I've decided to take the Lightweight Championship and make it how can I say...famous and with me as the poster boy for the lightweight division, just think of the possibilities! But my on problem is that Bible Preaching ingrate who holds what i will soon where with honor and that is Golgatha. So Johnny, I'm going to lay out a challenge for "BROTHER GOLGATHA" and that challenge is for his lightweight title at the Battle of Britain. So if if that jackass isn't filming another squeal to sister act, I'd likt his...no I demand his answer tonight. And as far as Loki goes..
Suddenly Law Hiyabusa steps on camera and eyes Hanibal..
Hanibal: Well if it isn't the PWF's resident ass puppet..
Law: Very funny. Ya know Hanibal you think everythings a joke arond here don't you. Your even taking that title as a joke and you may want to make that title famous, but i want that title to be mine! So you won't be facing Golgatha at the Battle of Britain, because I'm Challenging him!
Hanibal laughs
Hanibal: You can't do that!
Law: I just did!
Hanibal lowers his head laughing then sudden'y drills Law in the face with his fist. Law bounces back and tackles Hanibal and the men roll on the ground exchaning punchers. Security quickly pulls them apart as they still try to attack each other. The Camera fades with a shot of Hanibal sadistically smiling
Golgotha is seen backstage inside of the Methods of Mayhem locker room. Oddly enough, he has a smile on his face. Which is really weird because of all of the bad stuff going on in his personal and professional life, why would he be smiling?
Golgotha: "This time, I have really outdone myself. I prayed and asked God for one worthy opponent. One man who was willing to go the distance with me. One man who could accually challenge me for the Lightweight Title. One man who would push me to the limits of extreme. And God, heard my prayers and gave me two opponets. Together, they might pose enough of a threat to take my belt away from me...Now that I think of it, thats a good idea. Hanibal and Law, I accept both of your challenges for the Battle of Brittian."
In the background, you can here the crowd cheers
Golgotha: " I was thinking about the original Battle of Brittian. How in World War II, when Germany tried to blitzkrieg Brittian, the pilots took to the planes and fought their enemy. No matter how much they were out numbered, they faught to survive. Why? The Truth is they wanted to make sure that their homeland remined standing."
Golgotha walks around the locker room, thinking for about 20 seconds, then he looks back at the camera and continues.
Golgotha: "That reminds me of the match at Battle of Brittian. I'll probably be under attack from my opponents. They will probably try a quick offence. But I will fight them off to protect my Lightweight Title. Truth is, I will fight to make sure that I am the Last Man Standing!"
Golgotha takes a brief pause to get a drink of some Gaterade and then he stretches his tricep as he continues.
Golgotha: "Think of it, BoB in a three way dance for my Lightweight Title, imagine it being a last man standing match. Truth is, Law will have the chance to show off some of his martial arts skills, Hanibal will be able to go up to the top rope, and I will be able to display my technical ablility. And of course, we all will get to use any toys we want. After my match with Jason Hunt, I plan on involving a latter, maybe more. And no one will be able to lose with out getting pinned. If they can't get up, its their own fault. I'd call that the fairest and best solution the me, Gambino or Pellington could think of. So Hanibal and Law, get ready. Pray that God has mercy on your souls, cause I sure as hell won't!"
Golgotha snickers to himself as the camera fades to black.
Stanyer: A Last Man Standing Match for the Light-Heavyweight Title, that should be very interesting indeed.
Dawg: For you, maybe. But for me, nobody there interest me.
Stanyer: Wouldn't be because they are all fan favourites would it?
Dawg: Might be.
Stanyer: Anyway, after the break we have another big Tag Match, as Homicide teams up with King Volcano to take on Silas Parish and Solo.
PWF interviewer Ted Tedison is shown backstage, standing alongside current PWF U.S. champion, Silas Parish. Parish is looking as confident as usual, maybe even more so since the last time he saw King Volcano, he looked like roadkill. The U.S. literally sparkles on his shoulder.
Tedison: "Silas, can I get your thoughts on your upcoming match with King Volcano at the Battle of Britain?"
Parish: "Seriously? Haven't you been paying attention lately? Somebody hit him with a car. In light of that, I seriously doubt that King Volcano will be in any condition to compete at the Pay Per View. And, even if he dig drag his ass down to the ring, I'm more than capable of finishing him off."
Tedison: "Somebody? You hit him with a car. Not once, but twice, not to mention several sledgehammer shots as well. Do you seriously think anyone will believe that your not extremely worried that you can't win this one?"
Parish: "Tedison, you're really starting to piss me off. I am NOT worried. I am NOT scared. I am NOT going to lose either. I've beaten his big dumb ass before, and I'll bloody well do it again! You understand me? Huh?"
Tedison: "Suuure. I can tell that you're not worried in the least. After all, you managed to shelve him the first time you ran him down. Oh, wait. Thats right, he kept coming. But you did KO him with the sledgehammer shots. No, sorry, he got up then too."
Parish is shaking with anger. He glares with hate filled eyes right at Ted Tedison. Slowly and deliberately he steps forward, right into Tedisons face. He drops the belt to the ground and grabs a fist full of Tedison's shirt.
Parish: "You think you're funny don't you, you microphone jockey. Well, now you've gone and pissed me off. And that is a very, very bad thing."
Silas raises his fist and draws back, ready to drive it straight through Tedison's skull. Then he pauses, staring past Tedison to a monitor that was hidden to him before. It shows KV working out with weights.
We cut to the arena for a moment, The tron turns on and it shows King Volcano lifting weights.
The camera zooms to Stanyer and Dawg.
Stanyer: How could this be? King Volcano was hit by Parish?
Dawg: Either this is an pre recorded tape or King Volcano is okay.
The camera goes back to the tron
King Volcano throws the weights to the side. He screams
King Volcano: Beeeee-Oohhhhhh-Beeeeee. Do you know what that spells?
The crowd shouts BOB
King Volcano: Thats right. -BOB-. Spelled backwards, still the same -BOB-. And at the Battle of Britain, Mr. Parish there will be no where to RUN and no where to HIDE. And I am going to break every limb in your body. What you tried to do to me was unforgivable. I cant wait to wrap my hands around your little neck
King Volcano starts to choke an invisible person
Slave runs in and speaks as he is trying to catch his breath
Slave: He *pant* is *pant* here.
King Volcano: Who is here?
Slave: Silas*pant* Parish
King Volcano: What?
Slave: I saw him with my own eyes. He is being interviewed as we speak.
King Volcano: Parishhhhhhhhhh
King Volcano and the slave run out of the room
Camera goes back to Stanyer and Dawg
Stanyer: I am starting to get spooked out. This guy was hit with a sledgehammer and hit by a car. And now he is training with weights like nothing happened.
Dawg: Well, something happened and it looks like something is about to happen. KV and his scout are going to get Parish right now.
Stanyer: This is terrible. Parish, I beg you to take your wife and family on a short vacation until after the PPV. No one would think any less of you. Your life might depend on it.
Dawg: You know thats not going to happen. Parish loves to instigate fights. You know what they say- Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.
Stanyer: This monster has snapped. It all started when he lost the extreme belt. He came back with this new persona of King Volcano and nothing has been the same since. I mean look what happened to McFreeze after that submission match. And he was not even mad at him. Whats he going to do to Parish?
He watches with bulging eyes as KV cuts his promo and then comes looking for him. Suddenly he lets go of Tedison, grabs his belt and starts away at a fair rate of speed.
Parish: "Uh... you're lucky Tedison. I just remembered that I have a important appointment that I'm late for. Uh... you're not worth the time I'd lose beating the holy hell out of you anyways."
Parish bursts into a run and disappears around the corner.
The camera cuts backstage and comes into focus on the Havoc interview set where Ted Tedison stands, tapping his shoe awaiting someone's arrival. A few moments go by and Ted checks his watch a half-dozen times, then abruptly he tenses up to a military stance as His Massacreness swaggers into view. Homicide wears a tight, focused look; his eyes clenched back, teeth gritted, chest out. Tedison studies him for a moment then begins addressing some questions.
Tedison: "In recent weeks, you and Solo have been literally at each other's throats.. Where do you see an end to it?"
Homicide answers in a deep stare locked on the camera.
Homicide: "Everything has an END to it, Tedison.. Some PEOPLE sooner than others!"
Tedison: "I'm assuming you meant that you are going to take out Solo at Battle of Britain this next Sunday on Pay Per View. Speaking of which, how do you feel about being challenged to a Hell in a Cell match, Solo's trademark?"
Homicide: "I could hardly call it a challenge.. I spent six years; one-fourth of my life, behind bars in a 16x10 cell with three other men.. Being locked in one ten times larger and with only one person, a television badass, does NOT intimidate me!"
Tedison: "You have brought up many times that you feel that Solo was a scripted badass, not an actual threat to you. Why is that? Is it a strategy or just a opinion?"
Homicide: "It's neither.. It is a fact! He only knows how to win ONE match, and the competition he faced was LESS than what I would call competition.."
Tedison: "I will remind you that he.."
Homicide shoots a daggerly look at Ted Tedison.
Homicide: "Has he defeated ME in that ONE match yet?"
Tedison: "Well.."
Homicide: "LOOK AT ME, TED!! Shake your head; you know that's a no.."
Ted hesitantly shakes his head "no" as instructed while he answers.
Tedison: "Alright, so he hasn't faced you either! You beat him in a singles match, but this is much different! Are you getting what I'm saying?"
Homicide: "I hear you loud and clear, Ted, but you don't seem to be listening to me AT ALL! Have you forgotten already about my trademark, the Boston Massacre Match? The most BRUTAL match in sports entertainment?"
Tedison is finally struck with the idea Homicide is trying to get across.
Tedison: "So you're saying if you can survive your match, then you can survive this one with ease?"
Homicide: "Now you're thinking, Ted.. A lot more than Solo was by challenging me.. He thinks that I'm falling for his pawn, but he took the bait hook, line and sinker! I've CAUGHT him at his OWN game, and soon he REALIZE! Soon, he will be the VICTIM!!"
Tedison: "Alright, now onto tonight's tag team match-up. You and King Volcano versus two of your biggest rivals.. Solo, of course, and then Silas Parish.. You and Silas have had quite a storied recent past, so I ask you, will that have any affect on who you go after tonight since you get Solo this weekend?"
Homicide laughs sarcastically, cracking his knuckles at the same time with the joyous thought.
Homicide: "The way I see it is simple.. I will kill two nuisances with one MASSACRE! Taking out Pitbull will be a pleasure because I'll get a second chance to get REVENGE! At King of the Death Match, I blew it.. Tonight, a MASSACRE WONT.. FAIL.. TWICE!! Solo will be a different motivation.. I will prove to him once AGAIN that he is a HAS-NEV....."
Coming out of nowhere, Solo blind sides Homicide with a forearm shot to the head. Solo proceeds stomping Homicide to the back on the floor. Homicides struggles to his feet getting a few blows in only to be nailed in the rib with a knee. Referees and officials break up the fight holding Solo back. Homicide holding his rib, slowly gets to his feet. Solo begins to laugh then walks off on his own as the camera pans in on Homicide staggering to his feet still holding his ribs
Stanyer: I think we are going to need about 10 referees out here for this match.
Dawg: Never mind referees, get some police out here, hell we need a lot more than that just to keep them from destroying everything out here!!
Stanyer: This is going to be one hell of a ride.
Credit: Brendan Seeley
"My Plague" by Slipknot hits as Solo walks out, he flips off the fans as he walks swiftly down to the ring. He climbs in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, he flips off the fans once again.
James: Introducing, from the Snake Pit, Solo!!! Crowd Boos
"Come out and Play" by The Offspring begins to play increasingly loud through the arena speakers, heralding the arrival of "Pitbull" Silas Parish. Several scenes of a pitbull on a chain, barking and straining to get loose, play on the TitanTron as the words SILAS PARISH slowly appear across the middle of the screen. Suddenly, a series of pyrotechnic explosions erupt down the right side of the ramp and back up the left side as Silas steps through the backstage curtain and into view. He pauses at the top of the ramp, his eyes locked on his opponent in the ring. He cracks his knuckles and makes sure the tape around his hands is tight, his gaze still locked on the ring. Then he begins to stalk forward. About halfway down the ramp he breaks into a run and slides into the ring under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet well before the bell rings.
James: Introducing from Vancouver, Canada, Silas Parish. Crowd Boos
The lights go pitch black for several seconds before several spotlights circle the crowd. Then as "King Volcano" by Bauhaus hits, all the spotlights focus on the entrance where the sadistic King Volcano is being carried on a throne by his loyal slaves to the arena. The tron shows the Chinese martial arts expert King Volcano ripping apart limbs on various PWF opponents using his devastating Eruption of Destruction. They show his victory winning the Hardcore and Extreme Belt and Master of Submission Title. The giant King steps in the ring with a kendo stick which he swings wildly at the booing crowd leaning over the ropes screaming "I am the best damn Hardcore wrestler here and I have the most feared move in the PWF. Noooooobody can survive my Eruption of Destruction." King Volcano puts his weapon down than he takes off his self appointed hardcore crown. He rolls his eyes back so only the whites appear as he meditates with tai chi while waiting for the bell to ring.
James: Introducing from The Orient, weighing 392lbs, King Volcano.Crowd gives a mixed reaction
The arena blackens and the opening cords of "Debonair" by Dope are guitarred, breaking the silence of the crowd. On the UltraTron, a scene of mass destruction appears with three distant objects violently stampeding toward screen. They loop out of view, then consecutively RECOGNIZE.. OR.. REALIZE stamp the screen in dripping blood words, making them appear to shatter through glass when they collide with it, keying silver explosions (representing the glass) to reach the rafters from the stage with each of the 3! The music is now at full intensity and the arena lights begin to flicker in a red fiasco. The crowd is going wild and then explodes into a huge pop when the curtain moves aside and His Massacreness steps out on the stage and swaggers down to ringside, occasionally hi-fiving a fan along the way. He climbs up on the apron on the outside and poses (like Ken Shamrock) revealing his buff physique, then appearing to snap and his inner-aggression overtakes him while he is being introduced..
James: "Making his way to the ring, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, and weighing in at 292 pounds; He is "The REAL Boston Massacre" ... HOMICIDE!!!"Crowd Cheers
Report: Report: Homicide and Solo tie up, both try to overpower each other. Homicide locks Solo in a headlock, but he pushes Homicide into the ropes and sends him off. He knocks him down with a shoulder block and then comes off the ropes to the side and as Homicide stands up Solo hits a Swinging Neckbreaker. Solo makes a quick cover. ...................1 ............ Homicide is quick to kick out. He gets to his feet and clocks Solo with a hard right hand. Homicide gets in a couple more right hands before Solo stuns him with an uppercut. Homicide checks his jaw as Solo bounces off the ropes and goes for a Flying Roundhouse Kick, but Homicide catches him in mid-air and then drives him into his knee for a back breaker. Homicide pulls Solo up to his feet and takes him to the corner where he slams his head into the pads. Homicide then delivers a couple of shoulder blocks, followed by a couple of knees to the gut to wear Solo down. Homicide whips Solo to the opposite turnbuckle and when he bounces off and staggers towards him he lifts him over his shoulders and delivers a Samoan Drop. Homicide reaches back to hook the leg. .................1 ....................2 ................. Solo kicks out easily. Homicide pulls Solo up to his feet, but Solo gets in a couple of headbutts to the gut before he snaps Homicide over with a Headlock takedown. Solo then locks in a Sleeper Like hold, locking his legs around Homicide's waist. Solo makes sure to keep his body on its side so his shoulders are not down. Solo lifts up Homicide and brings him to his corner, He tags in Parish and they double-team him with boots to the stomach.
Stanyer: Homicide is looking pretty bad right now
Dawg: You can say that again
Parish quickly sends Homicide into the ropes but Homicide comes back with a huge clothesline. Homicide dives to his corner and tags in Volcano who quickly runs at Parish but gets a drop toe hold to the mat. Parish circles around Volcano. He then charges in at Volcano and fakes a clothesline, which prompts Volcano to duck. Parish quickly stops and grabs Volcano's head and slams it back into the mat. Parish then mounts Volcano and begins to hammer him with right hands. Volcano throws Show off him. But as Volcano gets up, Parish dropkicks him in the shin. Volcano goes back down holding his leg. Parish then starts to stomp on Volcano's leg, he rolls away from the stomps, towards the ropes. But Parish is relentless and uses the ropes to get extra height on his stomps. Parish lifts the leg of Volcano over the ropes and then jumps up and drives his whole body weight onto the leg. Volcano grits his teeth, and tries to show no change in his expression, but you can clearly see he is in pain. Parish jumps up and again drives his whole weight onto Volcano's knee. Again Volcano tries to hide the pain. This only seems to fire Parish up, who jumps even higher and drives his whole weight across the knee again. This time Volcano cries out in pain. Parish smiles and then gets his face in Volcano's, giving him a few words, before he palms his face away. Parish pulls Volcano up and delivers a quick knee to the gut. He then comes off the ropes and delivers a Massive Uppercut. He covers. .................1 ...................2 .................... Volcano just gets his shoulder up. Parish gets to his feet, Volcano climbs to his feet in the corner, using the ropes to assist him. Parish charges in with a Spear, but Volcano moves out of the way and Parish goes through the ropes and hits the ring post shoulder first. Parish turns around and Volcano goes for the Eruption of Destruction, but Parish ducks down and drop toe holds Volcano. Parish gets up and moves Volcano to his corner before he spits at Homicide. Homicide dashes out of his corner and spears Parish from behind before all the men get into the ring. Volcano grabs Solo and throws him into Homicide who hits the Boston Massacre while Parish hits the Downfall on Volcano. Homicide and Parish come face to face, they begin to exchange right hands while Solo rolls out of the ring. Solo comes back in as Homicide is about to deliver a Belly to Belly to Parish. Solo cracks the chair over the back of Homicide's head. The referee rings the bell, Solo then cracks the chair over the head of the referee.
Stanyer: This match is over! Noone wins!
Dawg: Looks like this ring won't hold these men back!
Parish delivers a few stomps to Homicide and then pulls him up and hits the Downfall(Diamond Cutter). He then helps him up again, so Solo can deliver Painful Memories (Stone Cold Stunner). Suddenly Solo and Parish realise that someone is behind them, they turn around and one seriously pissed off King Volcano is standing right behind them. Solo and Parish know what is good for them and both get out of the ring. Solo flips off KV as the two of them head up the ramp.
Stanyer: It's going to be war at the Battle of Britain.
We cut to the playaz club locker room, Masta P is sitting on a couch, he has just seen footage of MVD talking from earlier, a knock on the door is heard
Masta P: yeah come in!
Anthony Frost walks in with a camara crew
Masta P: sorry buddy, you'll have to wait till after my match for a photo
Frost: but i'm hear to interview you Masta P
Masta P: Yeah good one chump, One Ted Tedison interviews the Playaz club, and Two you look, well how do i put this......kinda dumb.
Frost: Well Ted actully requested that i interview you today.
Masta P: why, what are you like his apprentice or something?
Frost: I've been around for a while actully.
Masta P: Thats great kid, why dont you come round to Playaz mantions after we can talk some more.
Frost: Well thanks Masta P but i actully have pla.....
Masta P: Be quite fool, are you not familiar with sarcasam. Forget this what do you want?
Frost: Well Masta P we are just minutes away from tonights main event The P&Z connection vs Power G and MVD, and quite simply this is the biggest match of your PWF career so far.
Masta P: Thank you chimp i wasnt aware of that
Masta P turns away from Frost and looks into the camera Masta P: MVD, you want to talk about not deserving a title shot, what exactly did you doto deserve a title shot, nothing at all, so lets not go there.
Masta P takes a big breath
Masta P: MVD, In just a few moments your going to walk up to that ring in front of your own fans, and as they scream and boo you just remember its the last time it will happen. No dont get me wrong Mat, they will always scream and boo you, its just the last time they do it when your a tag team champion. Because tonight the the P&Z connection are going to reign supreme.
The locker room door opens and Q-Zee walks in, Q-Zee takes a look at Frost
Q-Zee: who's this mutha?
Frost: I'm Anton....
Masta P: IT DOESNT MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS
Water Guy: dude the Lawyers
Masta P: oh @#%$ i forgot
Q-Zee walks over to the leather couch and sits down, immediately the camera crew and Frost walk over to Q-Zee ready to start there interview with the second half of the P&Z connection
Q-Zee: What the hell do you think your doing! Do you mind telling me who the Hell you are and why, why the Hell you're here and why you look stangely like a monkey!!??
Frost and the camera crew seem very nervosues, Frost tries to speak but stumbles out his words
Frost: Well act...ually im
Q-Zee: Shut the Hell up for a second! I've head just about as much of your stuttery bitch-like voice as I can take!
Frost: but .
Q-Zee: Did you not here me monkey boy! In fact go and stand over there in the corner! Facing the wall, you can conduct the rest of the in interview from there where I don't have to see your ugly face!
The Camera crew reassemble their equipment in the far corner of the room as Anthony Frost stand in the Corner Facing the wall
Frost: Ok well Mr .
Q-Zee: Frost, Just pack your s*#t together and leave before I do something I regret!
Apart from the Fat guy holding the camera Frost and the rest of his camera crew leave the Playaz club locker room very quickly and Masta P and the Water guy laugh between themselves!
Q-Zee looks directly into the camera
Q-Zee: MVD and Power G, I don't need a god dam interviewer to say what I gotta say to you pair of bitches! 2night is the end of your little Trip, I hope that you are in you locker rooms now makin the most of your belts because 2night in just over an hour, they will be ripped from your grasps and the P&Z connection and the Playaz club will prove to you what we are capable of!!!!
The scene closes as the Fat guy is shown the exit and the P&Z connection start to prepare for their fight later 2night !
"People=@#%$" by Static X hits and Jason Hunt storms down to the ring in a freshly put on pair of pants. He gets in the ring and is bombarded by laughter.
Hunt: Go ahead and laugh all you want, it's all fun and games aint it Davey? Well it's not so fun when you are in jail with Big Bubba Snuffles because you kidnapped someone. Yes, that's right my psychotic friend, kidnapping is a feloney. But, i'm not going to press charges...as of yet. You think you are a funny guy don't you? Such a rebel with a water pistol in his hand. Oh I can't wait to see what me and the rest of the gWo do to every one of you little tea drinking, chess playing freaks.
The crowd continues to laugh at Jason as he paces the ring in anger.
Hunt: Go ahead live it up, because this might be the very last time you ever see Davey K not in a prison uniform. I hope all of this was worth it Davey, I hope it all was. I'm glad to see you finally admit that you can't beat me. It's about time you called yourself what you really are...a loser.
crowd begins an @#%$ chant as Hunt continues.
Hunt: Ya damn right I am. Water on the crotch, eh? Real nice touch my friend. Real nice. You thought that tieing me up got to me, well actually it really didn't. All you did was irritate me, drive me further to kicking your ass. I was going to let you go Davey, after kicking your ass 3 weeks in a row I thought it was enough. But then you had to go and pull a stupid stunt like this. Do you know who I am? I am the Fastest Rising Superstar....EVER! Can you claim that mister I like to pretend people pissed their pants? No you can't the only major accomplishment you can claim is getting your ass kicked by Jason Hunt three times and still coming back for more. I was thinking...that whole time you walked around me ranting and raving about how as a child you liked to play with dolls and so forth. Then I realized something, I have connections with the gWo...that means I have connections with the commish.
The crowd boo's relentlessly as Hunt goes on.
Hunt: That's right, Gambino...he's my friend. Who do you have for friends Davey? Maybe some people that'll kiss your boo boo's after I wipe your face with the mat? A few nobodies who will play chess with you and hold you tight when it's dark. Well Davey, that's what you and your little group is...a bunch of nobodies. Tell me guys, what have you done in your life as professional wrestlers, hell your life in general. Besides getting your asses totally destroyed by the gWo, nothing. Funny aint it? That you can talk so much trash, back none of it up and yet after you get your ass kicked you keep coming back for more. Well at the Battle Of Britain, I am going to do something nobody as ever done in their life. I am going to shut Davey K up for good. Then after your little followers see what has become of you they will all leave you Davey. No more Playaz Club, they wont want to be with you after they see the embarrassment of what I am going to do to you. Why they are actually friends with your right now I will never know. I will never be able to see why that they would actually want to hang out with a mental misfit such as yourself. I will never be able to conceive the thoughts of you guys actually sitting down and playing chess in your little club. That's actually a fairly funny concept, the "Superstar" Davey K and all his miniature cronies sitting in the back yard of their parents house with their little tea party set up. Teddy bears taking up the seats that are empty and a chess board set up.
The audience keeps persisting that Hunt shuts up be he goes on much to their discomfort.
Hunt: Davey you seem to be able to make an attempt at humiliating me outside of the ring but in the ring that's where I take over with the humiliation. Reversing your stupid little slam and pinning you with the DownSizer. Hell doing that three weeks in a row, you really have to be questioning your wrestling ability right now dont you? Well at Battle Of Britain, Gambino has signed a match. Me and you Davey, in a no disqualification, falls count anywhere match up. Davey this is the end for you, this is the last time I put you down. I am fed up with your @#%$, fed up with you in general. I am putting an end to you the only way I can. Oh by the way Davey K, I am pressing charges after Battle Of Britain. Have fun my friend.
Hunt smiles and walks off as the crowd massively boo's him.
Before Hunt leaves the ring, Davey K appears at the top of stage, he is laughing as the crowd chant for "Davey K!"
Davey K: Can I smell pee?
The crowd begins to laugh
Davey K: Yeah, hang on, there is a distinct smell of pee in the air, no where can it be coming from? Hmmm, I see the fans, neh it wont be them.....Im standing here but I dont make a habit of peeing myself. Now the commentators, they get excited and sometimes a little nervous but Im pretty sure they have never peed themselves now who can it be?
Davey K walks around the top of the arena pondering, suddenly stops and points at Hunt
Davey K: That guy! Hey buddy, nice to see your still at the arena, well done! And the best thing is your still talking and talking and talking. Can you not see the bored look on these fans faces? Look at that poor guy on the third row, he is so much asleep that drool is coming from his face. Hey buddy! Time to wake up, the superstar is here.
Ahh Jason, ill take by all your anger you didnt appreciate my little stunt, you may not have enjoyed it but I had a great time, I really did. Seeing you sat their squirming. Ill be honest a few strange smells were coming from you from time to time but its only natural I suppose....you were nervous! Now if I can just concentrate and just work my through all that @#%$ you were talking about. Yeah yeah Davey K goes to chess matches and has tea partys, yeah yeah...the same tired old joke. Well I did sat and I listened, i listened to it all...god knows how I managed it but I did. So what you were trying to splutter out is that you want a match with me at the Battle of Britain, me and you in a no disquailifications match.....hmm let me think about that....YES! Your on Hunty baby, you get on your phone, look up Gambino's number, I think in your phone book it comes under "Romance", you dial him up and tell him the superstar is in.
At Battle of Britain Hunt, the beef youve got with me will end, your over at Battle of Britain......you and me we will battle it out till one of us cant move no more. Oh and Hunt, I think you should change your pants again, it stinks in here...
Davey K turns to leave the stage
The camera switchs to another room. Power G and the Real McCoy are in the distance with their backs to us. The camera is stationary.
McCoy: Power G, Power G, can I have a word?
G nods as the Real McCoy walks over to him. Instead of talking normally, he whispers into the ear of G.
McCoy: .........................
Power G's eyes move slowly to look at McCoy. He seems unsure. After they lock eye's for a few seconds, G slowly looks at the floor whil McCoy carries on.
McCoy: ............................
The camera starts to move slowly upto the two of them, trying not to cause attention.
McCoy: So how about it G? How about we go with my plan?
Power G shakes his head.
McCoy: C'mon G. It'll be better in the long run. Just attack.......
McCoy catches the camera in the corner of his eye.
McCoy: Erm....yeah, attack Masta P first.
Power G looks at the Real McCoy confused.
McCoy: (to the camera) Good timing. Can you believe the two legends that are Power G and MVD have two face the Playaz Club? What the hell is happening around here? Two greats against two, well, not so greats. Now Power G and MVD don't mind kicking someone's arsι but when it's embarrasingly easy, it's hard to get motivated.
McCoy turns to Power G as if to receive confirmation but G is looking away.
McCoy: But tonight MVD and Power G will have to make an exceptions. We'll try to enjoy beating the Playaz Club. I can't see them enjoying it though.
McCoy laughs but it seems fake as the camera fades to black.
Stanyer: McCoy definitely doesn't seem the same.
Dawg: I agree, but Jason Hunt was SERIOUSLY pissed off with Davey K. That match could very easily steal the show next Sunday.
Stanyer: And it wouldn't surprise anyone at all.
Dawg: But now, we are going to watch the gWo exact some retribution, by destroying the Playaz Club.
Stanyer: You're a little over-confident aren't you? The Playaz Club have a good record as a team.
Dawg: But they are not like the gWo, who have lost only once, are they?
Stanyer: True, but I have a strange feeling about this one.
The ultra-tron shows with the words masta p ETA and a stop watch quickley counting down ,when it stops the areana goes black and the titron slowley zooms in on a white dot which shows masta p under a spotlight. the music kicks in and masta p starts to walk on the video whilst showing clips of the various ass kickings he has given . THe lighting is dark green and then masta p emerges on the stage salutes the fans with one arm and walks confiedently to the ring..
James: Introducing from Los Angeles, California, weighing 289lbs, The Original Bad Boy, Masta P Crowd gives a decent cheer
"One More Road" by DMX hits as Q-Zee walks out with a Confident, Gangster walk, Bobbing from side to side, Slow, Looking around, nodding at fans pointing at fans, Chilled out, Athletic Jump over ropes, wanders around the ring looking at all the spectators, listening to them cheer. Jumps on Turn-buckle arms in air.
James: Introducing, from Compton, LA, weighing 225lbs, Q-Zee.
"Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed begins to play, the lights dim to a dark green as the gWo logo appears on the tron, and a light version appears on the rampway and in the middle of the ring. Then as the voice kicks in Power G walks out onto the ramp, he starts to hit himself as MVD walks out behind him carrying a bottle of water and a kendo stick. The two walk down to the ring together. They both slide in under the bottom rope. MVD climbs the turnbuckle while Power G turns away from the corner and waits with his arms folded. MVD empties the water bottle over his forehead and then he does his trademark two thumb pose before springing down to the mat.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 466lbs, Power G and Matt Van Dam, the green World Order!!!
Report: Q-Zee and Power G start out the match. The two tie up, Power G uses his surprising strength to push Q-Zee into the corner and then begins to chop away at Q-Zee with powerful knife edge chops. Power G then pulls Q-Zee out and delivers a knee to the gut before coming off the ropes and hitting a Swinging Neckbreaker. Power G pulls Q-Zee up and goes for a chop, but Q-Zee ducks it and then nails Power G with a powerful right hand, stunning him. Q-Zee then lays into G with some hard right hands before sending him to the ropes. Q-Zee then smashes Power G in his face with a stiff forearm, knocking him to the mat. Power G gets back up and takes some more forearms to the face, knocking him into the Playaz Club corner, where he tags in Masta P. The big man comes in and drives a Reverse Elbow into G's face. Masta P then grabs Power G by the throat and tosses him across the ring, he lands with a bump and slides into his corner, he tags in MVD. Matt gets in the ring, cautious of the big man. The two circle, MVD fakes a right hand, bringing Masta P in for an attack, but MVD ducks and sweeps the legs from underneath P. MVD then delivers forearms to P's face as he tries to get to his feet. But Masta P drives a knee into MVD's gut and then uses his strength to push MVD back, spear like into the corner. Masta P then begins to deliver powerful shoulder thrusts to MVD. Masta P then climbs up and begins to hit some right hands, the crowd get behind him and chant along. 1 2 3 4 ..5 6 7 8 9 10!! The crowd let out a mighty cheer as he hits the tenth right hand. Masta P steps back and MVD falls flat on his face. Masta P drives his knee into his back and then rolls him over for a cover. 1 ..2 MVD kicks out. Masta P pulls MVD up and hits a knee to the gut before taking him over to his corner in a headlock. He tags in Q-Zee. The two send MVD to the ropes and then Q-Zee comes off the ropes to the side, Masta P delivers a Spinebuster while Q-Zee hits a Leg Drop. Q-Zee covers. .1 .2 .. Power G breaks up the count. Q-Zee pulls MVD up and sends him to the ropes where he hits the West Side Slam (Sidewalk Slam). He then leaves MVD and goes to the top rope, but MVD pushes the referee into the ropes, and they shake Q-Zee off his feet and he ends up crotched on the top rope. MVD slowly crawls over to his corner and tags in Power G. Who quickly goes over to Q-Zee and climbs up, and then delivers a Hurricanranna.
Stanyer: Why Mark Johnson didn't disqualify MVD for pushing him into the ropes, I do not know.
Dawg: Because he's MVD. You can't disqualify MVD for minor things like that, in fact that's legal under MVD's rules, and as this is an MVD match, MVD rules apply.
Stanyer: What the hell are you on about? MVD rules this, MVD rules that.
Dawg: Yes, MVD does rule.
Stanyer: I was about to say that perhaps the referee let the match continue as it's a World Tag Title match, and a DQ doesn't help the Playaz Club at all.
Dawg: Yeah, but I'd look like an idiot saying something like that.
Stanyer: So what am I then?
Dawg: A born idiot.
Q-Zee staggers up to his feet and Power G hits an awesome knife edge chops that sends Q-Zee crashing to the canvas. Q-Zee gets back up and Power G hits a Snap Suplex, he holds on and brings Q-Zee up for a 2nd Snap Suplex. He holds on again and delivers a third and final Snap Suplex. Power G covers. ..1 2 Q-Zee kicks out. Power G places Q-Zee's head on the bottom rope, sticking out over the apron. Power G then uses his foot to choke Q-Zee. Mark Johnson admonishes him for it and Power G turns around and turns the referee away from MVD, who quickly delivers a Leg Drop to the back of Q-Zee's head. Q-Zee rolls into the middle of the ring, where Power G makes the cover. ..1 .2 Q-Zee kicks out. Power G stands by Q-Zee's head and then literally jumps on Q-Zee's head. He pulls him up and takes him over to the gWo corner. He tags in MVD. They both send him to the ropes and deliver a Double Arm Drag. MVD then hits a Back Flip Splash and goes for the cover. ..1 .2 . Masta P breaks up the count with a boot to the head. MVD pulls Q-Zee up and holds his arm as he delivers a few kicks to the chest and then a back heel kick floors Q-Zee. MVD does a two thumb pose, shouting "mu-ha-ha". MVD pulls Q-Zee to his feet and goes behind to hit a Side Suplex. MVD then stands over Q-Zee and looks around at the crowd before performing the Old Man Stink. Someone in the crowd throws a drink and it hits MVD on the back. This infuriates MVD, who grabs the drink and throws it back into the crowd. They boo him, he just stands there and does a two thumb pose saying "M V D". Q-Zee is trying to get to his feet, but MVD sends him to the corner and then runs in and hits a Monkey Flip. MVD then comes off the ropes and jumps high in the air and delivers what can only be described as a Frog Splash. He covers. .1 .2 Masta P breaks up the count. MVD pulls Q-Zee to his feet and sends him to the gWo corner. He tags in Power G. MVD lifts Q-Zee over his head, and summons all his strength to press him above his head, he then tosses him towards Power G, who hits a Diamond Cutter. Power G covers. ..1 2 Masta P breaks up the count. Power G pulls Q-Zee up and lifts him to the top rope. Power G climbs up and is looking for a Frankensteiner, when Q-Zee gets in a low blow, Q-Zee pushes Power G to the floor, he then stands up and flies off hitting the Zee Drop (Elbow Drop). Both Q-Zee and Power G stay down.
Stanyer: A rare mistake from Power G lets in Q-Zee, who takes full advantage, now he has to tag in Masta P.
Dawg: Wait a minute, you actually think the Playaz Club can win this match don't you?
Stanyer: Of course I do.
Dawg: HAHAHAHAHA!!! That is the funniest thing I have ever heard!!! Playaz Club as Tag Team Champions, HAHAHAHA
Stanyer: What's so funny about it? It could happen
Dawg: Yeah, and I suppose the Tooth Fairy exists, and Father Christmas.
Stanyer: We'll see, we'll see.
Both G and Q-Zee dive and make tags to their partners. Masta P comes charging in with a Power Clothesline and sends MVD crashing into the canvas and flipping over. Power G comes in but gets a standing Big Boot in the face. Masta P pulls MVD up and throws him into the corner, he then unloads on him with left and rights to the gut and a final blow to the face. Power G is up, but he doesn't see Q-Zee, who dives off the top rope and catches G with a Missile Dropkick to the back of his head. Masta P whips MVD to the opposite corner, Masta P grabs Q-Zee and whips him towards MVD for a splash. Q-Zee then pushes MVD out of the corner and Masta P comes charging in and floors MVD with the Bling Bling (Test Boot). Masta P covers. .1 ..2 .. Power G dives and breaks up the count. Q-Zee comes in and delivers rights hands to Power G before clotheslining him over the top rope. Masta P pulls MVD up and lifts him high above his head and then drops him with the Gorilla Press. Masta P shouts for MVD to get up as he stoops ready for a Spear. MVD gets to his feet and Masta P charges for the Spear, but MVD spectacuarly sidesteps it and sweeps P's feet from underneath him. MVD then waits and as P gets up he connects with the Vandaminator. MVD then springs to the top rope and goes for the Five Star Frog Splash, but Masta P rolls out of the way and MVD finds nothing but the canvas. As MVD gets up, Masta P is waiting and connects with a series of right hands, he sends MVD to the ropes and then snaps him over with a Powerslam and hooks the leg. .1 2 MVD just kicks out. Masta P waits in the corner as MVD gets up, and this time Masta P connects with the Spear. He walks around the ring and signals to the crowd for the Masta Bomb. On the outside of the ring we see that The Real McCoy has arrived at ringside and has cracked Q-Zee over the back of the head with a Steel Chair. He seems to be telling Power G to do something. In the ring, MVD staggers up to his feet and gets a boot to the gut. Masta P sets up the Masta Bomb (Jacknife Powerbomb). But Power G comes in and floors Masta P with a Diving Elbow. He helps MVD up and then tells MVD something. Both of them stand in position for Total Elimination. Masta P gets to his feet, and then MVD & Power G hit Total Elimination. MVD gets to his feet and does a two thumb pose, but he is interuppted when Power G shockingly hooks up MVD and hits the G Power Slam. The Real McCoy is celebrating on the outside as Power G leaves the ring to a cheer from a very confused crowd.
Dawg: NOOOO!!!!! G!!! What are you doing???
Stanyer: This one is beyond me, I thought G and MVD were supposed to be best friends?
Dawg: I knew there was something wrong with McCoy, he's got into Power G's head, I'm telling you, it's not the Real McCoy.
Stanyer: Wait, are you saying that the Real McCoy in front of us is not the real, Real McCoy.
Dawg: Err yeah, whatever you said.
Outside the ring, Q-Zee is getting to his feet, he sees Power G walking up the ramp and looks confused, he looks in the ring and sees Masta P just rolling over and looking at MVD. He too is confused, he looks at the referee and says something, the referee nods, and Masta P quickly goes for the cover. ..1 ..2 .3!!!!!!!! We have new Tag Team Champions!!! Q-Zee no longer cares about what just happened, instead he gets in the ring and starts celebrating with Masta P.
Stanyer: The Playaz Club are now the PWF World Tag Team Champions, now what were you saying before? Something about them not being able to beat the gWo?
Dawg: Damn right, and they can't, the gWo beat themselves. Dammit, Why Power G? Why?
Stanyer: Only he can answer that one, and we will have to wait until the Battle of Britain to find out the answer, see you next Sunday, we are LIVE from the Manchester Evening News Arena. It will be a spectacular event. See you there folks.