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Joe Louis Arena
Detroit, Michigan
Sunday Night July 28th 2002
Attendance: 21,478
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to Detroit, Michigan for Sunday Night Havoc!!!
Dawg: And we are all still in shock folks.
Stanyer: If you haven't heard yet, and that's not very many people, Antonio Gambino returned last week after a long absence. He then defected from the gWo and took out MVD.
Dawg: And not one person has much of a clue why, arguments have raged backstage all week. Rumours are starting of a war between the PWF and the gWo.
Stanyer: At the moment, it's just a war of words, but that's just now, it's only a matter of time before action is taken.
Dawg: And it will not be a pretty war, mark my words.
Stanyer: And I doubt the gWo or the PWF will do a France and just surrender immediately.
Dawg: In the case of the gWo, no chance whatsoever.
I Stand Alone by Godsmack blares through the PWF sound system as the arena darkens. Red lights flash throughout the arena and a spot light shines upon the entrance, revealing Gambino walking through the curtain. He's dressed a little more formal tonight, in nice black pants with a red silk button-up shirt, though it is only buttoned up halfway. He stops at the top of the stage to take in the crowds energy. He then makes his down the aisle, walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring. Once in the ring, he takes a microphone and is ready to speak
Gambino:"Let me just start off by saying it's damn good to be back!"
The crowd cheer, while some boo's still mixed in
Gambino:"Let me take you back to one month ago at Battle of Britain. Roll the footage."
Scenes are shown of the Battle of Britain main event, featuring Eraser, Gambino, and Bloodbath. It ends with footage of MVD charging Bloodbath with the sledgehammer and missing, crashing the hammer into Gambino's head.
Gambino:"As you see, things didn't quite go my way that night. Not even close. In fact, that shot to the head from MVD's sledgehammer not only cost me the chance of becoming Champion again...but I suffered a concussion and I took 14 damn stitches to the forehead! Now MVD feels I owe him a thank you? This son of a bitch actually thinks I owe him something?"
Gambino pauses to reveal an evil grin. He goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He stands on the bottom turnbuckle and looks out over the crowd
Gambino:"He's damn right I owe him something! The steel chair shot to the head on Havoc was just a down payment on what I owe that bastard! I worked my whole career to be the best at what I do! I worked my whole career to be the PWF World Champion, and what happens? With one swift swing of a sledgehammer, MVD fucks it all up!"
Gambino backs down from the turnbuckle and goes back to the center of the ring
Gambino:"So now MVD wants to cross over the PWF into my real life, into my family. Matt, you and I both know that I've played these games before. What you did was nothing new, nothing innovative...but then again, no one ever claimed you to be the most original son of a bitch either. So fine, you burned down a bar and beat up an old man. Do you feel tough now MVD? Did it actually make you feel like a tough guy to beat up a 68 year old man? I understand that an egotistical bastard like yourself needs his ego petted every now and again, but c'mon...beating up old men now? That's low for even you Matt."
Gambino's mood suddenly changes and he seems to become saddened.
Gambino:"You know what though Matt. Maybe you're right. Maybe I don't know what you're capable of, or how sick you can be."
Gambino then becomes more irritated and angry
Gambino:"But you can bet your sorry ass that I'm not one damn bit afraid to find out! You crossed the line Matt, and we all know bad things happen when people cross the line with me. I don't think I even have to go into the list of careers I've ended. You've been here, you've seen the destruction I can cause when provoked."
Gambino walks over to the ropes and leans on them
Gambino:"I sat at home every week for a month, watching the shows, seeing how you were running things around here. I didn't quite understand how bad things were until I was on the outside looking in. Young guys like Davey K and Homicide being held back, being screwed around for your own personal gain. You and your goon squad that you hide behind. Well, no more Matt! The bullshit stops tonight!"
Gambino steps back from the ropes
Gambino:"Somehow though, I can't help but feel somewhat responsible for what you've done to the PWF. I was given a job to do, and I screwed my responsibilities all around. I got greedy, and I did a lot of things I might not be proud of. That's why tonight, I feel that it's best if I step down from the Commissioners position."
The crowd begins booing as the announcement is made
Gambino:"With that said...here to take back full control of the PWF...PWF owner, Michael Pellington."
Gambino looks towards the entrance as Pellingtons music plays
"Wild Child" by WASP hits the arena as the crowd rise for the Entrance of the PWF Owner, Michael Pellington. He walks out wearing a dark grey suit with a matching grey tie, and a white shirt on. His hair is a dark grey colour, although most of it is still there. He climbs into the ring and takes the mic from Gambino.
Pellington: "Thank you Gambino, Your 16 months as Commissioner have been extremely interesting. But now it is time for me to bring some order back to the chaos."
Crowd cheer at this, presuming he means the gWo.
Pellington: "Now we all had to endure the horror that was MVD's reign as commissioner, and of course the absolute nightmare week that was Sabre's reign. I've got a pile of complaints 6 feet high about just that one week. But that is all over, the past is the past, and it is done. We must now look to the future. A new era in the PWF. The Last Man Standing Tournament will be the beginning of that new era, but we will get to that later."
Pellington adjusts his tie and adjusts his tie as the crowd waits for what he has to say.
Pellington: "We'll start with Matt Van Dam. The time where you ran roughshod over the rest of the PWF Roster is now over, your under me now, and I won't tolerate it. Now I know Gambino would love to fight you tonight, but you have a rematch with Bloodbath to get through. So I have signed the main event for the Last Man Standing PPV. It will be Matt Van Dam v Antonio Gambino for the PWF World Title, in a Street Fight. And I am already banning everyone else from ringside. It will be just you two, and a referee. You can do whatever the hell you like to each other, as long as we have a winner at the end."
Loud cheer from the crowd, happy with the decision.
Pellington: "But we don't want to have Gambino return tonight and not wrestle, I've looked through the card, and a certain gWo member isn't wrestling tonight, Mr. Hunt I believe. If I'm right, you can Gambino have a little history, well tonight, your going to add some more to that history, as you have to face him tonight."
Another loud cheer from the crowd.
Pellington: "But now I want to make a big announcement, this is something that has been planned for a while now, but we kept it under wraps until now. As you know, the winner of the Last Man Standing Tournament receives a World Title Shot. But what you people do not know is that this World Title Shot will be VERY special. As the winner of the LMS tournament will go to BaloolaPalooza 3 to face whoever the PWF World Champion may be."
Phenomenally loud cheer from the entire crowd
Pellington: "You heard correctly, for the first time in PWF History, the World Title will be on the line outside of a PWF Event. It will be a truly historic moment, and whoever may be in that match, I am sure you will put on a show to demonstrate the PWF's true class. And with that, I will bid you all adiou. Thank you."
Loud murmuring amongst the crowd as they discuss Pellington's announcement.
Stanyer: Wow, nobody expected this at all. Not only is Mr Pellington back, but he just signed a match for BaloolaPalooza 3!!! The value of winning the Last Man Standing Tournament just went up a few notches.
Dawg: Your telling me.
Suddenly, the arena lights go out and a neon green spotlight eminates from the top of the runway as Snap your fingers, Snap your neck by Grinspoon roars through the PWF soundsystem and Matt Van Dam emerges from the behind the curtain. He is dressed in black warm up pants with a green trim and sporting the tradtional gWo logo t-shirt underneath the black leather jacket and as always the beret upon his hand. He is cradleling the PWF World Title over his shoulder as if it were his baby whilst he walks agreesively towards the ring towards Pellington and Gambino without even taking any notice of the hostile crowd.
He walks up the ring steps as stops when upon the ring apron and stares deep into the eyes of Antonio Gambino who looks right back at him without showing any sign of fear both men walk right into the middle of the ring to confront each other.
The crowd is roaring hysterically as Gambino and Matt Van Dam are eyeball to eyeball in the centre of the ring. MVD wearing an evil grin on his face whilst Gambino's face is enraged. They press their foreheads against each other hard in a stand-off but neither man will back down. Then Mr Pellington steps in to seperates the 2 men before a full scale brawl consumes the ring with him in the middle!
Neither man seems happy to break apart but then MVD heads towards the ropes and signals for a micrphone which is duely tossed into the ring and he begins to speak.....
MVD:- It's good to see you back Gambino........I never thought we'd have to meet again on these terms after last time.
As you can see though, the gWo is managing quite well without it's former glorious World Champion don't you think?
Not only are we in a position to inflict as much damage as we like on this god forsaken company, the gWo finally has a World Champion it can be proud of.........A champion that does not need help to decide the outcome of it's matches unlike you Gambino!
Stanyer:- What!!! MVD cannot be serious, I can't remember him cleanly winning a match in his career!
Dawg:- What about the House Of Pain main event eh?
Stanyer:- 1st time for everything!
MVD:- You see Gambino...... you claim I hide behind the gWo and that I cannot hold onto my belt without them! Well in a way your right I guess. Just look at your title reign for example......... it was myself that gave you the title, and how ironic it would be me that took it away from you........ thats the kind of power Matt..Van..Dam (2 thumb pose) and the gWo wield in this company.
The PWF is preparing itself for a hostile takeover Gambino with Matt Van Dam at the forefront. I have the World Title, and now we want the rest. We want full control of this company, all its money, all its gold and all its prestidge!
Of course there will be the minority who are not happy with this situation....... and they are ready to battle the gWo until the very end......... they are just delaying the inevitable.
You have the rest of the PWF on your side, but can they really trust the man of the mob background? The man who abandoned the PWF and betrayed the trust of his fans and friends in order to claim the richest prize in the wrestling industry?
HELL NO!
There will always be the ruthless side to you Gambino. The side that makes you as good as you are......... the side that will do and sacrifice anything to get to where you wannabe.
BUT...............
There always the new kid on the block Gambino........... a person who you may trust very closely..... who can betray you at any moment in time and steal your glory. You may of been the greatest PWF World Champion during your reign........ but you will only be remembered as............... the champion that sold out!
And at Last Man Standing, I will show the world what you really are.......... a washed up has-been living on former glories........ and I will rid the PWF of you...........permanantly this time!
Snap your fingers, Snap your Neck hits just before we cut to commercial with Gambino & MVD eyeball to eyeball.
Inmate stands watching the screen showing a replay of Outlaw's Armageddon promo
Inmate: Pellington your gonna have hell to pay, shceduling him on Armageddon and Me at Havoc in the same week, espically when I haven't gotten my hands on him scince House of Pain. Bad move man, Bad Move.
Out of nowhere Tedison shows up mic in hand
Tedison: Inmate ....
Inmate: Tedison .... long time no see, where the hell have you been. Starting to wonder if I scared you off.
Tedison: Listen I don't want any trouble just let me do my job.
Inmate: and?
Tedison: and what?
Inmate: And what's in it for me?
Tedison get out his wallet and starts shuffling through the cash, Inmate swipes it out of nowhere takes all the cash tosses the wallet back at Tedison and counts the money
Tedison: Hey that's my .....
Inmate: MY money got it? Good. Now get on with it.
Tedison: I noticed that you saw Outlaw's comments from Armageddon. Anything from you?
Inmate: I'm gonna kill him, plain and simple.
Tedison: OK you do that, but what about your Last Man Standing Qualifying match against Sabre of the gWo?
Inmate:He's aussie scum, of course some people see me as American scum, but the first class aussie, is BRITISH SCUM! and Britian ain't that great. However his stunt with Gambino old man, that was something I never expected out of him.
Tedison: I know, it was cowardly and unexceptable.
Inmate: I never knew he had the balls to do that kind of thing. However if he has to have to gWo do everything for him or TELL him to do anything. He won't last tonight, and I'll see Sandstorm in the Quarter finals.
Tedison: OK anything else you want to say?
Inmate: Yea there is. I L.I.E.D. A.G.A.I.N!
Inmate kicks Tedison in the gut and slams his head against the wall and walks off as the camera fades
Cameras cut back to the backstage area where Ted Tedison seems to have found Sabre, Ted has an Ice pak to his head as he lifts a mic up to the PWF's most hated man Sabre. The crowd boos vehemently, and as Ted opens his mouth Sabre arrogantly cuts him off, raising his hand...
Sabre: 'Woah woah woah there, Ted. I know whatcha gonna say and NO! Despite Inmate being a complete wanker I won't tear him apart like so many superstars before me. Don't say the PWF career killer doesn't have a heart. The Special Olympics are just around the corner and heaven forbid Inmate doesn't compete in the loony dash for cash.'
Tedison: 'I doubt the Special Olympics has an event called the 'Loony dash for cash'... but that's besides the point. In actual fact.... I was wondering why you cost Davey K the title last week at Havoc...'
Sabre stares at Ted, and the reporter shuffles a bit, knowing that he may have crossed the line with that last comment...
Sabre: 'Huh? Now, I don't want to go around tooting Matt's horn, but I gotta say Davey K lost the match the moment he stepped foot in the ring and the bell was rung. I mean c'mon. We're talking about Davey K here not friggin Superman. The guy's got 'loser' tattooed all over his face. Besides... where the hell was Sabre's match, huh? Davey K and the other hobo's get title shots while I stay out back and twiddle my thumbs, is that it?? Well let me tell you this, Tedison. Whether you like it or not, Sabre gets airtime regardless.'
This gets a very negative response from the crowd and Ted pauses before letting loose with another question.
Tedison: 'And your thoughts on the return of Gambino?'
Sabre: 'Eh. I'm over the whole Gambino thing. Others have been kicked out of the gWo and look where they are now... Travis Right? He's probably a fat security guard right now. Power G? Can we say washed up? So I think it's time to let things slide and watch the career of the 'sell out' die faster than a Law versus Golgotha match.'
Tedison: 'Well that's not exactly what was written in your column just recently. In fact...'
Sabre cuts Ted off again, but this time an air of anger crosses his voice...
Sabre: 'Tedison, don't start with me. The yellow bellied backstabber turned his back on us and tried to piss on what we stand for. In actual fact, all he did was prepare us for the worst. Nevertheless, I'm more than willing to let bygones be bygones... I've got more important things to do than chase down rogue gWo members. I don't care if Gambino did this, Gambino did that, Gambino had better keep the hack away from the man who is just waaaaaay too good. I have better things to do than beat up 'veterans'. Which reminds me...'
Sabre's angered tone diminishes somewhat and the smirk returns as he talks...
Sabre: 'If you'll excuse me Ted... The Man has a destiny to fulfill in the Last Man Standing tournament and Inmate is trying to ride my coat tails. Time to squish a bug the only way Sabre air knows how.'
With that, Sabre grins at Ted before striding away...
Stanyer: Man, Tedison gets probably the worst treatment here in the PWF. Nobody gives him any respect, yet he is meant to be the Head Interviewer.
Dawg: Nah, he's not the man given the least respect.
Stanyer: Then who is?
Dawg: Me of course!! They stick me next to you every week!!!
Stanyer: Whatever, anyway, it's time for a Last Man Standing Tournament match, Sabre takes on Inmate.
Credit: Sabre
"Brand New Hate" by the Backyard Babies fires throughout the arena, and the crowd begin booing hoarsley as Sabre slowly struts out from behind the curtain, arms raised, taking in the negativity. He grins cockily at the fans in the the front row as he walks to the ring, before jumping onto the apron and leaping over the third rope. He then moves into the centre of the ring and slowly pretends to brush some dirt from his chest, before raising his arms again while flames erupt in a large explosion on the stage behind him...
James: Introducing from Sydney, Australia, weighing 230lbs, THE SABRE.
"Psycho" by System of a Down hits. Crows are flying around and resting on an electric chair. Then Inmate's logo flashes as he walks through the entrance way wearing his new Jailbird t-shirt with European title flung over his shoulder.
James: Introducing from Amityville, Maine, weighing 279lbs, INMATE 61969
Report: The bell rings and Inmate immediately charges Sabre, who aptly slides under the ring. The crowd boos as Inmate yells at Sabre, who merely shrugs before walking away. Inmate slides under the ring and gives chase and the gWo member immediately runs around the ring, sliding back in. Inmate slides in after his foe and is immediately met with a soccer kick straight in the face. The audience winces at the move as Sabre swiftly hits a body splash, hanging on for a pin. Inmate shoots an arm up just after the one count.
Dawg: That was some crafty footwork from Sabre
Stanyer: 'Crafty footwork' isn't what I'd call it.
Sabre picks Inmate up by the hair and gives some sample elbows to the jaw before Irish whipping him to a turnbuckle. Sabre runs in to connect with a body splash but recieves a boot to the face, followed by a snap clotheline sending him onto the canvas. The mentally ill begins to apply an arm wrench but Sabre swiftly pokes him in the eye. For the brief moment Inmate is looking away The Man springs onto his feet, hitting a Bulldog on Inmate combined with a sunset flip from the ropes for another pinfall attempt. Inmate once again pushes a shoulder up just after the two count.
Dawg: Sabre is a complete speed freak. I can't believe he pulls that many moves off in so little time.
Stanyer: It seems to only phase Inmate, though. It's going to take a lot more to put him down for the three.
Sabre slaps his hands on the mat in frustration before walking away from Inmate, making a bee line to a turnbuckle. As Inmate groggily gets up, Sabre launches off the corner in a hurricanrana, but Inmate swiftly reverses it mid-air into a huge snap powerbomb, hanging on for a pin. Sabre just gets a shoudler up after the two. Inmate picks Sabre up and begins unloading right hands before an Irish whip which sends Sabre smashing into a corner, with the impact sending him stumbling straight into a belly to back suplex. Inmate stalks his prey, who at this point is unmoving on the canvas.
Stanyer: Inmate absolutely dominating, now.
Dawg: Sabre doesn't look like he can take much more of this, either.
Inmate pulls up Sabre to his knees by the hair, standing behind him and hitting left and right hands while yelling in his face. Suddenly, something on the ramp catches his eye and he takes his attention away from Sabre. Cameras cut to the entrance ramp, where the Perfect Outlaw stands looking at the ring. Inmate motions for the mystery person to come forward, but his nemesis merely stands a silent vigil at the head of the ramp. Suddenly, Sabre hooks an arm around Inmate, pushing him onto the canvas in a small package while throwing his feet onto the ropes. The ref makes the count as Inmate struggles against the weight but can't get up until after the three count. The ref signals for the bell and Sabre immedialtey runs out of the ring, throwing his arms up in victory as 'Brand New Hate' hits the speakers once again. Inmate stares in shock before staring angrily at the Perfect Outlaw, who waves at Inmate before walking back through the curtains.
Stanyer: 'So many things went horribly wrong in that match, and Sabre certainly shouldn't have come through with a victory.'
Dawg: 'Hey, Inmate lost his focus and got screwed. Better luck next year.'
Stanyer: 'I imagine this 'Perfect Outlaw' character won't get off lightly for this... Inmate is blowing some major steam here in the ring.'
Inmate immediately chases after "The Perfect Outlaw" as he dissappears through the curtain.
DarkStorm is seen standing backstage talking to someone, they seem to be serious about the subject, but, there is a different attitude about DarkStorm, as if he is waiting on something
DarkStorm: "Did you talk to him?"
Cronic: "Yea, he said he would be here to see your match against Davey K"
DarkStorm: "iight, did he say anything else?"
Cronic: "Yea, he said if you lose..........."
Cronic is interupted by Anthony Frost, who is looking to talk to DarkStorm
Frost: "DarkStorm, there is a rumor in the back floating around about a return of the AoD?"
DarkStorm: "A return, maybe not quite a return, maybe a reawakening, because, for one to return, they must first leave, and a member has always exsisted in the PWF, and right now, its me...........so as for the others, I'm not liable to say if they are coming, but I am able to say, the darkness is coming, but not your shadow darkness that the Cult is, a darkness for which many have seen, only to barely live to tell about it"
Frost: "I guess your referring to the cult of shadows right?"
Cronic: "Yea, what other cult is there?"
Frost: "Cronic, you were a part of the greatest Tag teams in PWF along side of 187, and you haven't seen any ring time since then, are you ready for a come back?"
Cronic: "Whoa whoa whoa, who said anything about a comeback, I'm here on business, tonight DarkStorm takes on Dave k in the first round of the Last man standing Tournment"
Frost: "So the AoD isn't coming back?"
DarkStorm: & Cronic: "The AoD is coming, coming to reclaim its rightful things, The Demon shall arise, his leaderhip, Daikatana shall come, and as for the others, you see them all the time, but they just don't know who they are"
DarkStorm: "so Frost, wish to see the Darkness first hand"
Cronic: "not yet Storm, you have to get ready for your match"
Storm walks off
Cronic: "Be forwarned, the AoD is already here, but can you see us, I wonder Anthony Frost can you see through the Darkness??"
Cronic walks off behind DarkStorm leaving Frost standing there confused
Stanyer: Did you hear that? DarkStorm was basically saying that the Alliance of Darkness could return to the PWF!!
Dawg: Who are they?
Stanyer: They were the original dark stable back in the old PWF.
Dawg: Gotcha, just what we need, more darkness, wonderful, now we can have goat sacrifices every day.
Stanyer: They were never into Goat sacrifices, more into the Stalking.
Dawg: Typical.
Davey K is sat watching the interview that Sabre has just given, Masta P wanders in
Davey K: Dude do I have "Loser" tatooed on my forehead?
Masta P stares at Davey K's head and begins to laugh as Loser is clearly written
Davey K: No, Im speaking hypothetically...
Masta P: And Im speaking Literally.....
Davey K: Literally....hypothetically......what the hell? Dude what do we sound like? We are meant to be Street!
Masta P: Yeah.....but seriously you have Loser written on your head.
Davey K quickly picks up a mirror and stares at the reflection looking back
Davey K: Bring the waterguy to me...
Masta P: How do you know it was our water loving friend?
Davey K: Erm, mainly because he was stood with pen all over his hands. Earlier asking me if I had some strong soap, the he ran off giggling.
Masta P: The evidence is conclusive.
Davey K: Anyway, in other news, Dude, you rule! Beating that little whinging bitch Solo...sweet!
Masta P: He is a bitch...and he does whinge....a lot!
Davey K: You took him down!
Masta P: Was there any doubt?
Davey K: Of course not.
Masta P: So what the hell was Sabre banging on about?
Davey K: I dont know, nor do I really care. He is some jumped up little chump that thinks hes a comedian and a wreslter. Well he isnt neither, I still dont know what he is...but Im thinking Monkey crossed with Zebra
Masta P: Thats a crazy image, he does have monkey like tendancies
Davey K: You mean like pecking bits of crap out of his fellow species
Masta P: Have you been watching the Discovery Channel again?
Davey K: No, I kind of looked through the window at the gWo dressing room, and man did I see some freaky shit! It was crazy, the kind of crap that was going on in there.
Masta P: Tell me more later, remember Kids are watching.
Davey K: Im well aware of all the youngsters at home. All Im going to say is that yes, its true, JVD does do it, and yes she can put her feet behind her ears and yeah, she has had that done. Did I say too much
Masta P: Thats for the censor guys to decide on.
Davey K:Indeed. But I hope Sabre doesnt make a habit of crying every week, its not nice to see a grown man cry and pee his pants in such a way that he does. And Im still pissed with the little retard. What the hell was he thinking coming out and interfering in my match, if it wasnt for him, I would be champion now.
Masta P: Indeed you would. Some may say King of the World
Davey K: Well, exactly
Masta P: So, whats going to happen tonight? You against Darkstorm. Gonna kick his ass?
Davey K: Does Sabre smell like a small dead pigeon
Masta P: Stop watching the Discovery Channel!
Davey K: Ok, ill try...but does he
Masta P: He does have a musque odour about him. That some may say is unique
Davey K: When you say "Some may say", who are these people
Masta P: Oh you know, people
Davey K: How mysterious
Masta P: Erm yeah.
Davey K: So tonight Superstar Davey K vs Darkstorm, I know nothing about him, nor do I care. Im going to beat that fraky ass bastard tonight. Im sick of him wandering around, muttering about fate and crap. Lets do the PWF viewers a favour and boot him out of the tournament.
Masta P: Way to go Dude
Davey K: I talk the talk, now watch me walk the walk
Masta P: Erm Davey, 1975 called, they want their line back
Davey K: Ha Bloody Ha
Scene fades out
Dawg: I see Davey has become like you, and had Loser tatooed to himself. It definitely suits you.
Stanyer: I don't have Loser tatooed anywhere.
Dawg: You can't see it, but everyone knows it's there.
Stanyer: Anyway, Last Man Standing Tournament, you watch.
Credit: Sandstorm
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.
Before "You Can't get the best of me" by Cypress Hill begins, everywhere goes dark, and then purple and blue lights flicker and then go all around, then focus on the entrance where Davey K is about to enter. The minute it focuses on the entrance, the music begins.
The Video is of Superstar Davey K, dancing with many attractive women on a beach and then in his variety of cars eg BMW etc. The camera zooms into the numberplate which reads "SUPERSTAR 1". Davey K can be seen driving the car with his customary expensive jewellery and designer silk shirts. The camera then focuses on Davey K standing next to his car as many bikini wearing women wash it, and Davey stands looking on with an American Football Shirt, with his name on the back that reads "Davey K - no.69". The Video goes on to show Davey in various expensive clubs.
Superstar Davey K walks down the aisle very confidentally with a smug look on his face. He will come down dressed and have his wrestling gear underneath. His dress is either American Football Jerseys, baggy trousers and trainers if he is to wrestle. If he is out to cut a promo then he will be dressed smartly, wearing an open slik shirt, revealing jewellery. Davey K will stop every so often to look at a member of the crowd and show them the rings on his finger. All the time he will be nodding his head to the music on the speakers. When he gets to the ring he will walk up the steps, and enter the ring by going through the middle ropes. He immediatley goes to the turnbuckle and stands with his arms stretched open, nodding to the music, pointing at his chest and mouthing "Who's the superstar Baby?", "Yeah, show me the money!".
James: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 266lbs, "SUPERSTAR" DAVEY K
Report: The match starts off with DarkStorm using his speed to land a quick dropkick just as the bell rings. Davey kicks up and catches Storm as he tries another dropkick, and whips him half-way across the ring with a Dragon Screw. Storm holds his leg for a second and before he gets a chance to get back up, Davey begins feeding boots into Storm's mid-section. Davey grabs his legs and locks in a Boston Crab. Storm reels in pain over his knee as Davey wrenches back even more. Storm squirms over to the ropes and grabs ahold of them. The ref demands that Davey break the hold, and he does reluctantly. Davey picks Storm up and whips him to the ropes, landing a stiff clothesline on the way back. Davey picks Storm up off the ground and Storm begins to hit a few hard elbow strikes into Davey's gut. Storm gets up and hits a quick Scoop Slam onto Davey. Storm heads up to the top rope and lands a nice Guillotine Leg Drop. Storm goes over for the cover, 1 2 .kick out by Davey K. Storm picks up Davey and whips him into the corner. He lifts Davey onto the top rope and goes for the "Storm Whip" (Super Dragon Screw), but Davey kicks him in the face, causing Storm to let go of his leg. Davey runs over to Storm and delivers a leg drop over his throat. Davey picks up Storm and whips him to the ropes. On the way back, Davey leap frogs over Storm, but Storm stops, locks Davey's head, and delivers the "Storm DDT" (Reverse DDT 01). Storm covers, 1 .. 2 kick out by Davey. Storm picks up Davey and whips him to the ropes, but Davey latches him arms around the ropes. Storm charges at Davey but he ducks down, sending Storm over the top rope and onto the outside.
Stanyer: Davey K & DarkStorm taking the match to the outside.
Dawg: Well thank you for stating the obvious.
Stanyer: Well I am sorry.
Davey goes out and follows Storm, much to the ref's dismay. Davey delivers a few shots to Storm's face and delivers a nice Swinging neck breaker. Davey picks up Storm and slides him under the bottom rope and into the ring. Davey hops up onto the apron and slings himself over the third rope and lands a nice 3rd rope body splash. Davey picks up Storm, kicks him in the gut and delivers "The Playaz Push" (X-Factor). He goes down for the cover, 1 2 .kick out by Storm. Davey picks up Storm and whips him into the corner. He lifts Storm up on the top rope and delivers a picture perfect Frankensteiner. He once again goes down for the cover, 1 ..2 .kick out again by Storm. Davey is now full of rage and he pounces on Storm and delivers hard shots to his face and body. Davey goes for one last hard shot to the face but Storm catches it and rakes Davey's eyes. The ref warns Storm only to get flipped off. Storm rolls over and gains his composure while Davey is standing, trying to get his sight back to 100%. Storm gets up and charges and Davey, going for the "Storm On The Move" (Running Hurricanrana), but Davey puts all of his weight into and hard Powerbomb. Davey goes down of exhaustion as the ref begins to count them out.
Stanyer: Both men down and out, this is the crucial moment in this big tournament match.
Dawg: Crucial moment, it's pretty obvious that DarkStorm will win, so just accept that fact, and move on.
Stanyer: Well, I have to disagree, I can't say which way it will go at the moment.
Dawg: That's your problem, and not mine, I know who's going to win, I am just that damn good.
1 2 3 ..4, Davey begins to squirm, 5 .6 ..7, Davey is on his knees and Storm begins to squirm, 8 9, Davey is now up and the ref stops counting. Davey goes over to Storm, who is now on his knees. Davey pulls Storm up and whips him into the ropes, but Storm reverses it into an Irish Whip of his own. As Davey comes back, Storm kicks him in the gut, runs the the opposite ropes and drives a knee into Davey's jaw, Storm picks Davey up and throws him into the corner. Storm goes into the opposite corner, takes a few seconds, then charges in at Davey. As Storm gets halfway, Davey jolts out of the corner and nails Storm in the jaw with "The Davey K-O" (Sweet Chin Music). Storm hits the mat neck first and springs up onto his butt. Davey hits him in the face with a Jumping Front Dropkick which sends Storm down onto his back. Davey screams a heads up to the top rope. He gets on the top and taunts the crowd. He then jumps up with a modified version of "450 Storm" (450 Splash), mocking Storm. But Storm raises his knees which drive right into Davey's gut. Storm, who was obviously playing possom, gets up quickly and starts to scream in Davey's face. Storm picks up Davey and whips him into the corner. Storm follows up with the "Jumping Storm Kick" (High Kick). Davey grabs his head and goes down. Storm picks up Davey but Davey nails him with a low blow while the ref wasn't paying attention. Davey sets Storm's head in between his legs and goes for a Powerbomb, but Storm reverses it in mid-air and goes for the "DarkStorm Driver" (Rios Driver), but as Storm locks the head, Davey pulls out, kicks him in the gut and goes for "The Superstar Slam" (Pedigree), and lands it perfectly in the center of the ring. He pins, 1 .2 .3!
Stanyer: See, you were wrong.
Dawg: Alright, Smart-ass.
Stanyer: Davey K moves on in the tournament to face Heelmaster.
Dawg: Where this time, he WILL be eliminated.
Stanyer: Whatever you say.
Law Hiyabusa is in the hallway and he just exited the M.o.M lockerroom. He has regular ring attire on, but his shirt is in his hands. As he puts on the shirt, everyone's favorite interviewer, Johnny Mayhem, comes strolling along with mic in hand. He's currently looking off to the side as everyone's favorite slut, Jennifer Van Dam, is walking down in the opposite direction. With a look of disgust, he shakes it off and walks right in to Law Hiyabusa. Law turns around and nearly knocks Mayhem's head.
Mayhem: Watch it!
Law: No, you watch it, asshole, oh it's just you. Maybe you should get that checked out. I hit you pretty hard there.
Mayhem: I'll be fine, but while I'm here, can I get a few words about your match with Bloodbath tonight?
Law: Mayhem, to tell you the truth, I'm not worried about him. I'm more concerned with Loki.
Mayhem: Why is that?
Law: Were you not paying attention last week? He said he has a "big surprise" for me tonight. Then i began to let my mind wander as to what Loki could be talking about. Could he be interfering in my match to night? No, no, he's to lazy to get off his ass to run to the ring.
Law begins to rub his beard stubble as he ponders about the surprise.
Law: Could he want to sing a song about how great I am and how much of a loser he is? No, no, no. Loki can't even talk straight, how could he sing?
Law scratches his head and starts thinking again.
Law: Is he going to come and give me his lightweight title and present it in a bikini thong he loves wearing so much? Yeah that is exactly what he'll do! But do you know what I'm going to do?
Mayhem: No, what?
Law: I'm going to take the title, turn it sideways...no that's what I say. I'm going to show him why they call me the GAME-UH!!! No, I don't say that either...Oh now I remember! See I'm going to look at Loki, and I'm going to deliver some fury. And you better believe he's going to feel it.
Law walks off down the hall and Mayhem goes in the other direction.
Stanyer: I wonder what Loki's surprise is?
Dawg: Tea and biscuits? Sabre's last red gummi bear? Travis Right? Who really cares?
Stanyer: Suit yourself.
"Imortally Insane" by Pantera hits the speakers and red pyros go off on each side of the ramp. Law Hiyabusa walks onto the ramp and stares into the crowd as if he's searching for something. He then does a mad sprint down the ramp and the foward momentum causes him to slide halfway across the ring. He gets up from the canvas and jumps to the top turnbuckle and holds his hands to the side as he gets an ovation from the fans.
James: Introducing from Japan, weighing 189lbs, LAW HIYABUSA!!!
"Her Ghost in the Fog" by Cradle of Filth begins to play as a ring of fire appears by the entrance, surrounded by an eerie fog. Bloodbath rises out of the flames before walking towards the ring. He stops on the apron, and looks to the crowd, before he climbs in the ring.
James: Introducing, from Hell, Michigan, weighing 225lbs, BLOODBATH.
Report: Law and Bloodbath tie up, Law takes Bloodbath into a waistlock, but he counters and snaps Law into a hammerlock. Bloodbath then hits Law with a couple of hard forearms to the back and then goes for a Back Drop. However Law escapes and lands behind Bloodbath and nails him with a forearm to the back of the head. Law then springs up and wraps his legs around Bloodbath and then rolls backwards and has Bloodbath in some kind of rollup pin. ..1 .2 .. Bloodbath kicks out. He gets to his feet, a little stunned that Law tried to get such an early pin. Law goes for a right hand, but Bloodbath ducks it and then scores with an Uppercut, which stuns Law. Bloodbath then hits a couple of right hands and pushes Law into the corner. He then delivers three stomps to the gut before he pulls Law out and whips him to the opposite corner. Bloodbath charges in at Law, but as he does so, Law springs up to the second turnbuckle and then sails at Bloodbath with a Somersault Plancha. Bloodbath is getting to his feet as Law is running towards the ropes, in one single leap Law jumps straight up onto the top rope. Bloodbath is too stunned to move as Law Moonsaults backwards and takes Bloodbath down again. Law quickly goes for a cover. 1 .2 Bloodbath kicks out.
Dawg: Who lit a fire up Law's ass?
Stanyer: Law is most definitely on fire tonight, he has come out with all guns blazing.
Dawg: I don't think Bloodbath knew what hit him, and the poor man has to wrestle twice tonight.
Stanyer: Bloodbath is a quick wrestler, he is a former Lightweight champion in the old PWF, but Law has wrestled in both Japan and Mexico, he knows high flying better than anyone else in the PWF.
Law gets to his feet and he springs to the top rope, Bloodbath staggers to his feet. Law dives off, but this time Bloodbath reacts and he springs up and Dropkicks Law in mid-air. Law crashes down holding his gut. Bloodbath immediately delivers three angry and aggressive stomps to Law's chest. Bloodbath pulls Law up and then smashes him clean on the nose with a Fury Punch. Law holds his nose and bends over. Bloodbath knees him hard in the gut and then lifts him up over his shoulders into a Fireman's Carry. Bloodbath then slings Law overhead and drives him into his knee. Law rolls off holding his gut. Bloodbath drops an Elbow and then makes the cover. .1 ..2 Law kicks out. Bloodbath pulls him to his feet and then sends him to the ropes. Bloodbath goes for a Sidewalk Slam, but Law counters with a Flying Headscissors. Bloodbath staggers up to his feet and is leaning on the ropes. Law charges in at him, but Bloodbath lifts him up and Snake Eyes him on the top rope. Law staggers around the ring holding his throat. Bloodbath comes off the ropes and then drives him face first into the mat with a Bulldog. Bloodbath makes the cover. ..1 2 Law kicks out.
Stanyer: Bloodbath showing an aggressive streak.
Dawg: I guess losing the World Title was like a kick in the teeth, he knows he has to do more if he wants to gain it back. It's a little unfair on him to make him wrestle twice on one night don't ya think?
Stanyer: Yes, it is unfair on him, but that's the way life is sometimes, unfair. You have to take the rough with the smooth. Bloodbath is one of the toughest men ever to lace up his boots. He can handle two matches in the same night, no problem.
Dawg: I suppose you could call it a good warm-up for Last Man Standing, that's if he gets that far.
Bloodbath pulls Law up to his feet and grips both of his arms, he looks around to the crowd and then gives him "Brain Damage" (Multiple Headbutts). When Bloodbath lets Law go, they both stagger backwards. Bloodbath regains his bearings, while Law falls backwards and lands with a thud. Bloodbath drags Law back up, still shaking off a few of the effects of the Headbutts. Bloodbath lifts Law up for a Suplex and holds him there for a second, and then hits a Falcon Arrow. Bloodbath covers. .1 .2 .. Law just kicks out. Bloodbath takes this time to climb up to the top rope. He stands up and then goes for the Headplant (Diving Headbutt), but Law rolls out of the way and Bloodbath crashes into the canvas.
Stanyer: Both men down, and the fate of the match hangs in the balance. A Quarter Final spot is on the line, and with the prize being a shot at the World Title, that is no small prize.
Bloodbath & Law both struggle to their feet. Bloodbath goes for a right hand, but Law blocks it and counters with one of his own. Law then begins to lay into Bloodbath with right hands. He sends him to the ropes and hits a Hiptoss. Bloodbath rolls through to his feet. Law sends Bloodbath to the ropes again and this time takes him out with a Spinning Wheel Kick. He covers. .1 ..2 . Bloodbath kicks out. Law snaps Bloodbath up to his feet and delivers a Snap Suplex. He then hits a Backflip Moonsault and then hooks the leg. 1 2 Bloodbath kicks out. Law climbs to the top rope. Bloodbath staggers to his feet. Law leaps off and hits a perfect Dragoncanranna on Bloodbath. .1 ..2 .. somehow Bloodbath manages to kick out. Law doesn't hang about though, he immediately pulls Bloodbath up and lifts him up for the Fury of Japan. But he never executes it as a man wearing a full monks cloak and hood smashes him across the back with a chair. The man then delivers a hard chait shot to the head of Law, putting him down on the mat. He then delivers two more shots to Law as he lies prone on the mat.
Stanyer: That's the 5th man!!! This is the first time we've really seen him do anything for the Cult of Shadows, up until now he has basically just been "seen" with them, he's never actually done anything.
Dawg: Then I wonder why he has chosen now to take action?
The 5th man looks towards Bloodbath and gets a nod. He then removes his cloak and tosses it aside. There are gasps from the crowd as the 5th Man is revealed to be Loki.
Stanyer: Oh my god!! The 5th Man is Loki!!!!!
Dawg: Loki? In the Cult of Shadows? That I never saw coming, but I guess now we know why he attacked Law.
Stanyer: Well he promised us a "big surprise", I guess we got it.
Loki and Bloodbath continue to lay into Law, when suddenly Brutal Force come running out the back, Bloodbath and Loki take to the hills and get out through the crowd. Brutal Force check on Law.
Stanyer: Well the official decision is that Law wins by disqualification, not the greatest way to win, but many would say he was about to win the match anyway. Although you never know with Bloodbath. But I never expected the 5th Man to be Loki.
Tedison is backstage with King Volcano
Tedison: Why are you sacrificing goats?
King Volcano: I never sacrificed a goat. The goat is the sacred
Tedison:Oh
King Volcano: I sacrifice things to the goat. Like your meaning;ess life, your soul. By making the gods happy I in return receive great strength and size and power. Look at me Ted
King Volcano grabs Tedison by the chin.
King Volcano: Do you see how big my arms are?
King Volcano flexes his biceps
Tedison: Um yeah
King Volcano: Well, it takes more then training to have god like strength.
Tedison: So do you think about Heelmasters training?
King Volcano chuckles to himself.
King Volcano: Heelmasters training is worthless. All the training in the world could not help him. He is like the bully who picked on kids three grades younger then him. He is a coward. He comes and hits me from behind with a chair. What does that sound like to you?
Tedison: Um ......
King Volcano sniffs the air
King Volcano: PUSSY TED PUSSY. Thats all he will ever be. I called that punk ass out last week and he resorts to his two word come backs, you know the four letter F word. Thats how big his vocabulary is. And let me tell you something TEDDY. His skills in the ring arent to extensive either. Heh, I bet everything on him is small.
King Volcano looks down.
King Volcano: If you know what I mean Teddy.
Tedison: I see. No wait not that I see anything here.
Ted gets all red.
Tedison: I meant I know what your saying. No that doesnt sound right either. UGH. How did this interview twist around like this?
Tedison looks into the camera.
Tedison:Why am I talking to myself?
Tedison clears his throat and looks at King Volcano.
Tedison: King Volcano, just moments ago Loki was introduced as the newest member of the COS. What do you think....
King Volcano: Loki is one twisted demonic juggler. Loki is the missing piece the COS needs. He will make the COS the TRINITY.
Tedison: Trinity
King Volcano: If you dont mind I have some skull crashing to prepare for. Golgotha get ready to be made an example.
Golgotha is in the locker room, getting a motiovational speech from Cole T. Profit about his match tonight. Johnny Mayhem enters the room, hoping to get an interview with the Hardcore Christian.
Mayhem: "Golgotha, can I get a few words with you about your match tonight?"
Golgotha: "Johnny, you know that you can almost always have an interview with me whenever you want. I'm not Inmate after all, I'm not going to attack you."
Mayhem: "Tonight, you face King Volcano in the first round of Last Man Standing Tournament. What are your thought on that?"
Golgotha: "Truth is, I see this match just like David V. Goliath. On one side, you have the lightweight Christian wrestler who no one thinks will win. And on the other side, you have the Chinese Giant. The current Extreme Champion. But it was Davids faith and skill that caused him to win. Not Goliaths' weapons or size or anything like that. Call it a mircale, luck or God, but one way or another, I will defeat King Volcano and advance in the tournament."
Mayhem: "Last week, your fellow Stablemate and lightweight, Law Hiyabusa, defeated King Volcano with help from Heelmaster. Are you implying that you can do the same with out Heelmaster?"
Golgotha: "Thats exactly what I am saying. Besides, who needs Heelmaster when you have the Master of the Universe?"
Mayhem: "Golgotha, I hate to ask you this, again, but what do you think..."
Mayhem is cut off by Sandstorm entering the room. Noticing that there is an interview going on, Sandstorm waits by the door.
Mayhem: "Is that Sandstorm, the US Champion?...Sandstorm, can I get a word with you?"
Golgotha: "Hey, what about me?"
Golgothas comment was to late, as the camera crew is already over towards Sandstorm, preping him for the interview.
Golgotha: (To Profit) "Just cause someone got lucky and got some gold, I get brushed off just like that. Please. He doesn't even have a match tonight. Well, wait till I win the tournament. Then we'll just see who will be getting overlooked..."
Golgotha makes his way out of the locker room, and bumps into Sandstorm. Golgotha mumbles something that doesn't sound like an apology and leaves.
Sandstorm gives Golgotha a look, but is then distracted by Johnny Mayhem.
Sandstorm: Please, I really don't think this is the time for me to be giving interviews.
Mayhem: Is it true that you've turned your back on Canada?
Sandstorm: Don't be so absurd, of course not. But last night, I wanted to get my hands on the jackass himself, Silas Parish, Gods of War made me an offer I could not refuse. I'll make one thing clear, I don't support Canadian Kaos, nor do I support the Gods of War, I will remain neutral in this USA v Canada conflict.
Mayhem: So will you be giving Parish a rematch for the US title?
Sandstorm: Now isn't the time to be discussing things like this, now if you don't mind, I'd like to go and chat with my stable-mates.
Mayhem: Thank you for your time, goodbye.
We fade back to the ring.
Dawg: Golgotha didn't look too pleased that his interview was cut off when Sandstorm arrived.
Stanyer: Sandstorm has been receiving a lot more attention now that he is the US champion.
Dawg: Seems like their might be a hint of jealousy in Golgotha.
Stanyer: Golgotha is a man of religion, he would never succumb to jealousy.
Dawg: We'll see.
Credit: Bud King(aka Gods of War/Bud Dawg)
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.
The huanted remix of Racktes and Drapes "Personal Jesus" blasts across the Arena. We see the words "The truth is..." come across the Ultratron as Golgotha comes out. The Hardcore Christian has a Gold bible in his right hand. Cole T. Profit, Golgothas business associate, is close behind him. Golgotha takes a knee and opens the Bible. The line "Reach out and touch faith" hits and pyros go off. The duo make their way to the ring. Golgotha high fives the fans and Profit hands out $20's to them. Golgotha gets to the ring, climbs on the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the Heavens.
James: Introducing, from Skull Canyon, Arizona, weighing 224lbs, "The Hardcore Christian" GOLGOTHA.
Report: The bell sounds and Duane Dibley signals for The 2 men to go at it. Golgotha charges in and throws several rights and left into King Volcano's stomach, but to no avail as he just throws the lightweight to the ground. Golgy jumps right back up and nails a swift kick to the face of King Volcano. King Volcano is unaffected and drives his fist into Golgy's face sending him reeling to the ropes.
Dawg: Man, King Volcano barely even flinched at that kick.
Stanyer: That's chinese martial arts training for ya.
As Golgotha leaps off the ropes with a flying crossbody block, but is caught and Golgotha receives a back breaker for his efforts. King Volcano then methodically begins working over Golgotha's arm, as he picks it up and stomps his elbow and shoulder. King Volcano then locks down on Golgotha with a standing arm bar. Golgotha screams in pain but refuses to tap. KV then releases the hold and lifts Golgotha to his feet. King Volcano sends Golgotha to the turnbuckle with enough force to shake the entire ring and cause Golgotha to stumble out of the corner. King Volcano charges in with a vicious clothesline flipping Golgy making him land on his face. KV then drags Golgotha to the corner ring post and slides out of the ring. Duane Dibley starts the count.........1 ...KV push the time keeper out of his chair and folds it up and heads towards Golgotha.......2 .... KV places Golgy's arm across the ring post..... 3...... He rears back with the folded chair with a sadistic smile on his face........4 ...... KV is about to swing with the chair, but Duane Dibley grabs his arm and pulls the chair away 5. King Volcano gives him a stare, and then decides to give Golgotha violent Roundhouse Kick to the arm instead ..6
Stanyer: Jesus Christ, King Volcano was going to break Golgotha's arm.
Dawg: I don't think you should be using comments like that, it's blasphemy, Golgotha might be offended.
Stanyer: I shall try and refrain. Wait a minute, what do you care?
Dawg: I don't. I just want someone to beat up you. I'll try anything.
...... 7 .... KV stares at Duane Dibley and then slides into the ring breaking the count. HE picks up Golgotha and delievers a stiff kick to Golgotha's injured arm, sending him crashing to the ground in a heap nearly passed out from the pain. KV then picks up Golgotha and drives his back into the corner and turns and drives him down with a Backbreaker he holds on to him and does it again and again, He finally plants him to the mat with a Judo slam. Golgotha lays there barely moving clutching his arm. KV lifts the lightweight up by the back of his head and nails him with a thai puch to the stomach and catches him before he falls to the ground. As Golgotha stands there stumbling out on his feet. KV goes in for the Eruption of Destruction, but Golgothat seems to have come alive and tries to fight back with the only good arm he has. King Volcano finally over powers him and locks on the arm bar. Golgotha screams in pain as Duane Dibley checks him. Golgotha refuses to tap out as he screams out as if he were being ripped apart. KV wrenches back with all his strength as the screams of Golgotha fall to disturbing silence. Duane Dibley checks Golgotha and raise his free arm and it falls limb as KV wrenches back further. He raise it again and it again falls limb to the mat. He raises it a third time but before he lets go "Roots, Bloody Roots" by Sepultra hits and Duane Dibley lets go just after King Volcano breaks the hold.
Stanyer: Here come's Heelmaster.
Dawg: He looks pissed off.
Heelmaster walks through the entry way as KV jumps over the ropes. Duane Dibley stands in his way, but King Volcano pushes him to one side, sending him into the barricade and putting him out. King Volcano then runs up the rampway at Heelmaster. As King Volcano reaches him, Heelmaster drives a metal baseball bat into his stomach causing the monster to hunch over. Heelmaster then cracks the bat over the back of KV's head sending him crashing to the ground. He continues the assault nailing KV nearly 20 times with the metal bat in the back and the head.
Dawg: Heelmaster has gone psycho on King Volcano.
Stanyer: Man, I've never seen anyone swing a Baseball Bat like that in my life, and I hope I never do again.
Heelmaster then drags the limp King Volcano back to the ring and rolls him in. Heelmaster then slides in the ring and drapes the limp body of Golgotha on KV. Heelmaster screams at Duane Dibley to count and Duane drops to his knees.......1 ........2 .........3.
Stanyer: Golgotha advances to the next round, where he will face Homicide.
Dawg: King Volcano however, doesn't look too good.
Heelmaster then kicks Golgotha off King Volcano and locks in the Ultimate Heat. KV is motionless except for the jerking Heelmaster is causing by wrenching back on his arm. Suddenly a rush of referees rush down from the back and force Heelmaster to break the hold and escort the sadistic man to the back. EMTs rush past them to attend to both men.
Ryan Barzini paces around the ring, waiting for his music to stop. He looks quite happy for a man, who only last week, lost his first ever match in a top flight federation, to Golgotha. He picks up a mic which lay under the ropes towards the edge of the ring, and paused for a moment to see if the crowd were reacting. They were booing and jeering. Jagged waved their boo's away with his hands.
Jagged: Your opinion of me, doesn't matter at all. I came here to this federation to earn my daily bread, to earn money so I could provide for a family not yet begun. I didn't come here to be loved by you. I'm here today on my first Havoc, my first step to show the World my speaking talents. Some think that I'm not all that I make myself out to be. After losing to Golgotha.
The crowd cheer, which annoys Jagged slightly. Still, the smile lays rest on his face.
Jagged: But that was merely my first match. It was testing ground. I have yet to show you my technical genius. That's right, technical genius. You've all watched all the past greats, Bret Hart, Benoit et cetera with their technical prowess, but have you guys ever actually seen anyone with technical genius and creativity? No, I thought not, and that is what I bring to the table. You understand, right? That I'm above average wrestler?
The crowd jeer, and mutter a few insults, most of them unheard by the Barzini in the ring.
Jagged: I'm not perfect though. That may surprise you guys, but yes, I do have my faults. I get easily annoyed, and you guys understand that you're fuckin' provoking me right now don't you?
The audience, in usion, say yes and laugh.
Jagged: Ahhh, American humour. What would I ever do with out it?
The sarcastic tone in Jagged's voice annoys the audience this time.
Jagged: Enough of this, you're wasting my time. I came out here to set a match. On the next Armageddon, another newcomer will be appearing. And I'm going to give him the same welcoming that the ever so helpful Golgotha gave me. But, of course, with a little of my genius.
He chuckles at himself before carrying on.
Jagged: And after the match, I will be watching this man's career with great interest. I'll be watching to see if my beating will affect it, whether it will make him try harder. So on Thursday night, Suicide, you WILL take on me, in a one on one encounter. I don't even need you to accept this time, you're not even close to becoming that worthy.
A 'scum, scum, scum' chant starts in one corner of the arena. This get's louder and louder, until nearly everyone in the arena is shouting it ..it infuriated Ryan Barzini. His smile and turned to a frown and his eyes turned cold with anger. He was really really pissed off. But would he lose his temper? Apparently not. He coolly placed the microphone down, and calmy left the ring. Instead of walking up the ramp, he walked back around the ring, to where the commentators and numerous other people were sitting. They started to move away, in fear of what Jagged might do to them. But they were not fast enough. He picked up a chair and went ravaging into the time-keeper, the forgein announcers, and numerous other officials, sparing only the commentators. He wanted them to relay their fear to the public. This was not a man to annoy. When Barzini had finished, he threw the chair into the audience. Fortunately, it didn't hit anyone. Barzini then walked up the ramp, shouting various things to audience members who were booing madly. When he reached the top, he turned to look at the havoc he had caused. And he smiled.
Stanyer: Jagged not making himself very popular with the fans, that won't stand him in great stead.
Dawg: Oh I don't know, who needs the fans anyway?
Stanyer: We do, their money purcharse's tickets, which happen to pay our wages.
Dawg: Point taken.
Stanyer: Well this next match should be interesting, Gambino's first match back in a good while, he couldn't have picked much tougher a match, Jason Hunt.
Credit: Sabre
The arena lights dim as "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack blares through the sound system. The Gambino logo flashes across the tron screen, as various highlights from Gambino's career are shown. Red lights flash throughout the arena, creating a strobe light effect. More red lights shine upon the stage, near the entrance area. A spot light aims towards the entrance, as Gambino steps forward onto the stage and into the light. He walks further onto the stage, stopping at the top of the ramp. He raises his arms in the air as if to celebrate, then makes his way down the ramp. Once he reaches the ring, he climbs in and walks to a corner. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks out over the crowd as he once again raises his arms to the air. He then climbs down from the turnbuckle and awaits the beginning of the match.
James: Introducing, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 245lbs, ANTONIO GAMBINO
The lights are turned off and red laser lights flash through out the arena and then pyro goes off on the stage and "Awnaw" by Nappy Roots(ft POD) hits and out walks Jason Hunt with a confident strut. Jason raises his hands in the air and then he walks down to the ring and when he gets in the ring he flexes his muscles then climbs up to the ropes and raises his arms and hands again.
James: Introducing from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing 220lbs, JASON HUNT.
Report: Hunt and Gambino size each other up, circling each other as the bell rings to start the match. Some choice words are exchanged before they tie up, with Gambino's experience shining through, applying an arm wrench which he quickly modifies into a custom armbar takedown. Hunt quickly scrambles to the ropes with Gambino following swiftly, booting him in the midsection repeatedly. Jason rises, connecting with a number of shots himself, but an attempted Irish whip is reversed by Gambino and the gWo member hits a turnbuckle before being greeted with a clothesline which takes him back down onto the mat. Gambino begins blatantly choking Hunt but reverts to right hands before the referee notices.
Stanyer: 'Hunt is a great wrestler in his own right, but Gambino is showing him he still has a lot to learn.'
Dawg: 'You kidding? Hunt is biding his time, like he always does. Something else he always does, I might add, is win.'
Gambino picks Hunt up by the hair, but a backhand shot is blocked and Gambino is on the end of multiple chops before an Irish whip and the 'Down Syndrome' special (Tilt a Whirl Driver). Hunt makes a quick cover but Gambino powers out just after the two. Jason attempts a spinning wheel kick but Gambino grabs the midsection and hits a gut wrenching belly to belly suplex. Jason shoots straight up but is met by a huge Mafia Kick (Rikishi Sidekick) which takes him onto the mat again. Gambino connects with a couple of punches to the face before covering for the pinfall. Hunt gets a shoulder up after the two and Gambino picks him up for some more punishment. He tries a DDT, but Hunt anchors his leg, hitting some jabs and reversing the grapple into his finisher, the 'DownSizer' (Mu-Ken)
Dawg: 'DownSizer! DownSizer! It's over!'
Stanyer: 'Wait!'
Jason Hunt looks set to end it but Gambino uses his strength to reverse the move again, this time into a modified Sambo Suplex. Hunt hits the mat hard as the crowd cheers...
Stanyer: 'That's 'In Harm's Way', Gambino's new trademark move! That just turned the tide!
Gambino quickly picks Hunt up and sets him up for the 'Gambino Facebuster', hitting the finisher in the centre of the mat as lightbulbs flash he covers, and the match is over at three.
Stanyer: 'Gambino just showing one of the gWo not to mess with the General.'
Dawg: 'Well from the looks of it he's about to get a chance to tell a couple of other members. Check the rampway!'
'I Stand Alone' is playing through the speakers but cuts off suddenly as MVD and Sabre slide into the ring after sprinting down from behind the curtains. Gambino only has time to take down Sabre with a right hand before MVD connects with a high spinning wheel kick. Gambino puts up a fight but the numbers mount up as Sabre joins in and both members begin to tear into him. The crowd boos as the duo help their fallen comrade up before leaving the ring, along with a downed Gambino.
Stanyer: 'The gWo sending a clear message out to Gambino: there's strength in numbers.'
Dawg: 'Damn right, and there's nothing he can do about it. Sucks to be him.'
We see the back of a mammoth man perched on a swivel bar stool, elbows set on the counter, leaving his stringy, dark bangs to dangle afore his face as he calls out to the tender for another beer. MGD Lite is his choice, and it is served fresh from the cooler with a smile, which goes unreturned with a grit. Approaching the bar, we can make out that the mug belongs to His Massacreness, and he leans back and takes a long swig before collapsing back to his elbows again, head bowed. Noticing the camera, he turns to face it, and explains his feelings.
Homicide: "When most people have the night off, it's a time to celebrate - relaxing in joy.. Appreciating one's surroundings.. A much-anticipated time when you people are thankful for what you have.."
Homicide shrugs his body as he sarcastically lets out a little chuckle.
Homicide: "But not me.. I am miserable.. I am on cloud negative-nine, wishing that some drunk would stumble in, looking for a fight, so that I could have some action tonight! So that I could enjoy what I live for.. The rush, the aggression, the pain, the agony, the suffrage I inflict to others while my mind races, craving more and more, so I feed it.. I fuel the fire that is my desire.. I UNLEASH myself, my wrath, upon all standing between me and my goal.. My ultimate prize.. The PWF World Heavyweight Championship belt, which someday.. Someday.. It will be mine.."
A man clad in jeans and an old plad shirt enters the room, and the door slams shut behind him. Everyone's conversations fall silent, some gasps are heard, but His Massacreness just continues like nothing happened, unphased.
Homicide: "But that someday is coming soon, and with each tick and each tock of the clock, I am that much closer.. That much closer to the ultimate nirvana, the day when I receive the RECOGNITION that ALL must display.. They MUST!! They either RECOGNIZE -OR- they REALIZE!!"
Two large fingers tap on Homicide's shoulder, pausing him a second, but he proceeds without acknowledging it.
Homicide: "They REALIZE what stroke I have in the ring.. My power and my.." Another time, a hand tries to get The Massacre's attention, to no avail.
Homicide: "..intentions, both acting in cooperation as I size up my size sixteen boot to their forehead a few times, before finally putting them out of MISERY with a Boston Massacre! Then one-two-three.. They are free to be wheeled out on a stretcher if the body bag isn't necessary, and that is.."
Man: "Excuse me."
Homicide begins to tune in, but doesn't act, just takes a swig of his bottle. The man becomes impatient, and shouts to Homicide, drawing his cold stare.
Man: "EXCUSE ME!"
Homicide: "What the FUCK do YOU want?!?"
The man is drawn back a step, but stands his ground.
Man: "You're sitting in MY chair, BOY! I suggest.."
Homicide: "Hold on.. BOY?!? Oh, hell NO! If anyone is doing some suggesting, it will be me! I suggest that you REMOVE yourself from MY presence before I do it MYSELF!! Got that?"
Man: "I'd like to see you try.."
Homicide: "Oh, would you? Would you, REALLY?"
Man: "I'd bet your mother hits harder than you do, take your best shot.. PUNK!!"
Homicide stands up, getting face to face with the man. The bartender hears some of the argument ensuing, and heads over to solve it.
Bartender: "Now, both of you.. We don't need no problems around here.."
Both men turn, staring deep into the tender's eyes, making him swallow his fear for a moment before he finishes his warning.
Bartender: "Either you two shake hands and move along on your separate ways, or you can be escorted into separate cells at the downtown lock-up.. Is that understood?"
Both men's stares are returned to each other. The man wipes his face, and extends a haste-hand. Homicide notices that he spit in his hand, and looks back to the tender, then extends his arm.. AND UPPERCUTS THE MAN IN THE NOSE!!! The man drops to the floor while the bartender jumps the counter to restrain His Massacreness;
Bartender: "BACK UP, NOW! BACK AWAY, I SAY! You need to leave, NOW!!"
Homicide: "I'll leave when I am READY to leave.. You go back and tend to the bar while I tend to this man's face with my educated hands.."
The bartender doesn't move, and Homicide notices that the man on the floor is beginning to rise behind the tender. Homicide shoves him aside and plants a swift soccer kick to the man's temple. The tender tries to stop it again but is shoved aside. Homicide plants another kick into the man's ribs, then two more. 9-1-1 is dialed, and you can faintly hear the gasping of the help message by the tender as Homicide takes the wind out of the plad man's lungs with an elbow drop to the spine. Homicide then cowers over the man, nagging on him for not backing up his words, and encouraging him to get some more. Sirens are heard in the distance, and as they get closer, the words stop, and His Massacreness turns to the door, where footsteps are heard after the slamming of a car door. He then looks down on the man on the floor, and leaves this last words.
Homicide: "Don't you ever, EVER, question what I can do to you.. NEVER!"
Homicide takes a few backsteps away from the man, but still faces him.
Homicide: "I hope that now you REALIZE your mistake before it's not just your nose that I break!"
With that, Homicide disappears off the camera while two cops barge in the door, each holding guns in hand. They call out for a twenty of the men fighting, and only spot the man who annoyed Homicide, gagging on his own breath. They tend to him as wheels squeal out in the lot, and the camera fades to a snowy, gray and white static.
"Her Ghost in the Fog" by Cradle of Filth begins to play as a ring of fire appears by the entrance, surrounded by an eerie fog. Bloodbath rises out of the flames before walking towards the ring. He stops on the apron, and looks to the crowd, before he climbs in the ring.
James: Introducing, from Hell, Michigan, weighing 225lbs, BLOODBATH.
"Snap your Fingers, Snap your neck" by Prong plays as MVD walks down the aisle, cluching Jennifer Van Dam by the waist, he lets her go, and poses, flexing his arms towards his head (RVD style). The Ultra-Tron bears the gWo logo and then shows clips of MVD striking opponents out with his Kendo Stick and finishing them the 5 star frog splash.
James: Introducing, from Battlecreek, England, weighing 236lbs, the PWF World Heavyweight Champion and "The Real F'n Show" MATT VAN DAM.
Report: MVD and Bloodbath circle, Bloodbath looks a little tired from his earlier match, but he is trying to hide it. They tie up. MVD snaps Bloodbath into an arm wrench, Bloodbath quickly counters with a Hammerlock. MVD counters that with a Top Wristlock. Bloodbath pushes him away and then goes back in on the attack, however MVD reacts quickly and scores with a forearm to the face. Bloodbath, stunned, is sent to the ropes where MVD knocks him down with a Jumping Back Kick. Bloodbath is quickly to his feet where MVD hooks him up for a Suplex, but Bloodbath blocks it. MVD tries a 2nd time, but Bloodbath blocks it again. Bloodbath suddenly locks MVD's free arm and delivers Brain Damage (Trapping Headbutts). MVD goes down as soon as Bloodbath lets go. The dark one shakes off the effects of the headbutts and pulls MVD up to his feet. He then sends him to the ropes where he delivers a perfect Samoan Drop. Bloodbath reaches back and hooks the leg. ..1 ..2 MVD kicks out. Bloodbath drags him up to his feet and delivers another headbutt. MVD now has a small cut on his forehead. Bloodbath sends him to the corner and then goes in and hits a couple of shoulder blocks. Bloodbath then backs away and charges in with a big Shoulder Block, but MVD sidesteps it and Bloodbath goes through the ring ropes and hits the ring post shoulder first. MVD drags him back into the ring and then twists his injured arm into an arm wrench. He then balances himself as he delivers a few standing kicks to Bloodbaths chest and then doubles up on the Arm Wrench, snapping Bloodbath over to the mat, he then delivers a Leg Drop to the arm of Bloodbath. MVD sits there and does a quick two thumb taunt, and then hooks the leg. .1 2 Bloodbath kicks out.
Stanyer: Perhaps MVD should be a little less cocky, and concentrate more on his opponent.
Dawg: MVD could never be any less cocky, his cockiness is what makes him as good as he is. If he wasn't cocky and arrogant, who would be? Let's face it, there isn't anybody else.
Stanyer: Sabre?
Dawg: Well, I guess so, but Sabre isn't the World Champion though, is he?
Stanyer: He could be if he wins the LMS tournament, he picked up a big win over Inmate today.
Dawg: Yeah, good work by The Perfect Outlaw on that one.
MVD pulls Bloodbath up to his feet and delivers a couple of quick forearms. He then sends him to the ropes. MVD catches Bloodbath quick a thrust kick to the jaw and then quickly comes off the ropes and delivers a Front Flip Leg Drop. MVD gets up and shows off to the crowd, who show their obvious appreciation by booing extremely loudly, an "asshole" chant starts up. MVD completely ignores it. He drags Bloodbath up to his feet and boots him in the gut, MVD then hooks both arms and goes for a Double Underhook Suplex, but Bloodbath suddenly counters with a Back Body Drop. MVD is quick to his feet, but takes two swift right hands to the face. Bloodbath then sends MVD to the ropes, but he is reversed and MVD scores with a High Spinning Wheel Kick. MVD hooks the leg. .1 2 . Bloodbath kicks out. MVD pulls him up and then pushes him into the corner. MVD then delivers viscious and rapid right hands to the face of Bloodbath, putting him down in a sitting position. MVD then backs off and runs in with a Two Footed Dropkick to the face of Bloodbath. MVD pulls Bloodbath down and hooks the leg. 1 ..2 3!!!! NO!!! Bloodbath just got his shoulder up in time, it just looked like a 3 count, but Referee Mark Johnson is signalling to the timekeeper that it was definitely a 2 count. MVD isn't too happy about it and argues the toss.
Stanyer: I haven't seen anybody do that move in a very long time, you remember who used to use that move?
Dawg: I do actually, and I am surprised MVD would do the move, he hated Rye Hazwaki.
Stanyer: The "Feet of Fury" it was called. I guess MVD probably just did the move because it was suitable at the time.
Dawg: Then again, he did retire Rye Hazwaki with a broken neck.
Stanyer: Don't remind me of it.
MVD gives up with Mark Johnson and goes back to Bloodbath, who is now on his feet. MVD whips him to the opposite corner and then follows in and delivers a perfect Monkey Flip. Bloodbath struggles to his feet. MVD goes behind him and plants him with a German Suplex, with a bridge. ..1 2 . Bloodbath just kicks out. MVD stands over Bloodbath and performs the degrading "Old Man Stink". He then mounts Bloodbath and fires rapid right hands at his face. MVD then motions into a cover. 1 .2 . Bloodbath kicks out. MVD pulls Bloodbath up to his feet and then lifts him over his shoulder, he then dumps him on the top turnbuckle. MVD then climbs up and performs an "Old Man Stink" in front of Bloodbath's face. But Bloodbath suddenly punches MVD hard in the gut and then pushes him off the turnbuckle. MVD lands and rolls through to his feet. Bloodbath dives off and catches MVD with a Missile Dropkick. MVD is quick to his feet. Bloodbath scores with a couple of right hands, he then tries to send MVD to the ropes, but he reverses and pulls Bloodbath towards him and then snaps on a waistlock, he then motions into a Full Nelson and then snaps Bloodbath down over with a Dragon Suplex. 1 ..2 Bloodbath just kicks out. MVD pulls Bloodbath up and this time he drills him head first into the mat with a Fisherman's Buster DDT. He covers ..1 .2 ... Bloodbath just gets his shoulder up in time. MVD rolls his eyes in frustration. He pulls Bloodbath up and delivers a kick which is dangerously close to a low blow. MVD then comes off the ropes and then hits the Van Dam Asser. MVD covers. .1 .2 . Bloodbath just gets his shoulder up again. MVD can be clearly heard saying "How the fuck did he kick out of that?". MVD questions the referee once again, but Mark Johnson just points out that it was a two count.
Stanyer: Bloodbath once again demonstrating his near superhuman ability to withstand punishment, however it seems that this is frustating MVD, he should have known to expect it.
Dawg: He probably has, but even so, it still has to be annoying, even if he has prepared for it.
MVD climbs to the top rope and positions himself for the Five Star Frog Splash. But Bloodbath is suddenly on his feet. Before MVD can react, Bloodbath is dashing up to the top turnbuckle and takes MVD down with a Super Belly to Belly Suplex. Both men stay down for a while, but it is Bloodbath who gets up first. He pulls MVD up and drills him with a hard right hand. MVD staggers back into the corner. Bloodbath then goes psycho on MVD and bashes him with right hand after right hand. Finally Mark Johnson manages to pull him away. Bloodbath however has lost it and he pushes the referee away and goes back to hitting MVD. Bloodbath rolls out of the ring and he collects a Steel Chair. Mark Johnson pleads with Bloodbath not to use the chair. But Bloodbath no longer seems to care. He pushes the referee out of the way and climbs into the ring. He readies the chair and is about to hit MVD full on the head when Mark Johnson pulls it from his hands as he lifts it overhead. Bloodbath spins around to give an angry stare at Mark Johnson. But as he turns back around he turns straight into a Vandaminator from MVD. The World Champion then quickly climbs to the top rope and scores with the Five Star Frog Splash. Mark Johnson throws the chair through the ropes and then makes the count. .1 2 . Bloodbath shoots his shoulder off the canvas at the last possible moment. MVD simply cannot believe it. MVD pulls Bloodbath up and hits a 2nd Van Dam Asser. He then climbs to the top rope and then sails off with the Stinky Leg Drop. (Guillotine Leg Drop). MVD covers again. .1 ..2 amazingly, Bloodbath kicks out again. MVD just holds his head in his hands. He grabs Bloodbath's arm and then rolls him up in the La Magistral As soon as the referee is checking Bloodbath's shoulders and counting, MVD puts his feet on the middle rope. .1 2 3!!!!! The extra leverage finally allows MVD to pick up the victory.
Stanyer: MVD finally defeats Bloodbath, but not before he put up one hell of a fight, and no small use of the ropes either.
Dawg: I thought it would never end. How the hell does Bloodbath do that? It's as if he is immune to pain!
Stanyer: Wait, who's that coming through the crowd? IT'S GAMBINO!!!!
Dawg: What the hell does that idiot want? Didn't he take enough punishment already?
Stanyer: It's called revenge, and MVD is due plenty of it from Gambino.
Gambino grabs the steel chair. MVD is completely oblivious to Gambino's arrival, he is too busy celebrating his win. Bloodbath is just getting to his feet on the outside. Gambino says something to him, Bloodbath nods a reply and then begins to wave towards the back. Gambino rolls into the ring. MVD is doing a two thumb pose on the 2nd turnbuckle, facing away from Gambino. The former gWo member has no problems with hitting MVD from behind, and cracks the chair over his back. MVD falls down to the mat. Gambino demands that he gets up, but MVD seems to be backing away. Gambino doesn't care and simply cracks the chair over MVD on the mat. Bloodbath gets in the ring and he and Gambino look at each other, then nod in agreement. Suddenly, the entire Cult of Shadows marches out from the back. Grimm, Hanibal, King Volcano and Loki are all armed with various weapons, from Kendo Sticks to Lead Pipes. They stand at the bottom of the entrance ramp and appear to be guarding it. Suddenly out of the entrance comes Sabre running, Hunt is a second behind him, and lagging behind those two are The Russians, they come rushing out, but are stopped dead in their tracks when they see the force assembled to stop them. They all seem uncertain what to do. Try and save their leader, or back off. They choose to back off, and this leaves Gambino and Bloodbath alone with MVD.
Stanyer: Gambino seems to have struck some sort of deal with Bloodbath, so they can both get their hands on MVD.
Dawg: This is twisted, how can we just sit here and watch this travesty of justice.
Stanyer: Oh I think you'll find this will go in my personal archive of "Greatest Moments in PWF History".
Gambino and Bloodbath take it in turns to decimate MVD with chair shots. Bloodbath holds MVD so Gambino can deliver a clean shot to the head. MVD is now busted wide open. The two abandon the chair, as it is now destroyed. They beat MVD down for a little while longer. Bloodbath then hits MVD with the Blood Bash. MVD is dragged up so Gambino can finish it off with the Gambino Facebuster. He then spits on MVD as the PWF logo appears in the corner of the screen.
Stanyer: We have ran out of time folks!! We will see you all next week!!