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Arrowhead Pond
Anaheim, California
Sunday 29th September 2002
Attendance: 25,346
Gambino: "Welcome to the PWF Outlaw"
Outlaw: "Nice of you to invite me down here, perhaps I'll get to kick a bit of gWo butt while I am down here."
Gambino: "I'm sure they've give you a warm welcome."
Gambino and Outlaw then make their way into the building and go out of earshot.
The ESPN logo fades out as "The Fight Song" by Marilyn Manson starts. Flashes of some of the earlier PWF matches are shown then as the music kicks in the images get quicker and often more violent. We see flashes of all the PWF's superstars and then each time it shouts "Fight", we see a hard hitting move or weapon shot. Then as the last "Fight" is shouted, the Sunday Night Havoc logo fades in and then we cut to the Arrowhead Pond, where Pyro's blast off all around the arena, the crowd goes wild and holds up their signs for the camera's to see. Finally we cut to the PWF announcing team of Jason Stanyer, and his collegue, "Big Dawg" Dave Harley
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to Anaheim, California for Sunday Night Havoc!!!
Dawg: A Sunday Night Havoc, where MVD is still the PWF World Champion.
Stanyer: Not only are we hot on the heels of a spectacular PPV, we are expecting spectacular things tonight, there are rumours backstage that many of the PWF wrestlers are getting more and more displeased with the gWo, and their may be an uprising against them.
Dawg: Bah, your talking rubbish, nobody would dare go against the gWo.
Stanyer: Oh you'd be very, very surprised.
Dawg: Well guess what, I'm told our World Champion is on his way to the ring now, probably to shut you up.
Stanyer: I very much doubt that.
The arena turns pitch black and the ground goes silent. Suddenly the intro to Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck by Dry Kill Logic hits the soundsystem and a flashing green light appears on the rampway. Standing in the darkness is none other than PWF World Champion Matt Van Dam with the PWF World Title cradled over his shoulder. His figure vanishes into the shadows and reappears in between the flickering of the green light. After a few moments the darkness lifts and the arena is lit up again to the dazzle of camera flashes. The camera focuses in on MVD who is standing at the peak of the rampway. He is rubbing his chin smuggly as he takes in the agulation or lack of it from the crowd. He then starts to make his way towards the ring. He jumps onto the ring apron cat-like and then slings himself over the toprope and into the ring where he signals to ringside for a micrphone which is duely tossed towards him..... his music pauses and he beings to speak...
MVD:- Ah........ it really is a shame that none of you morons will know just how good it is to be...... like M..V..D (MVD performs the 2 thumb pose to a chrous of hostile boos from the crowd).
Ever since I arrived in the PWF all I heard about was the great Antonio Gambino, the PWF's prodigal son who came back to make us great again........... hes the greatest PWF Champion of all time! The Hulk Hogan of the Pelican Wrestling Federation, you'll never even compare to Gambino MVD.
Oh yeah, that kinda sucked. But I don't think I did a bad job of proving the sceptics wrong did i? Gambino rightfully deserved his status of PWF Icon. However........... I strongly emphasise on the word "deserved".
When he got too big for his boots, I sent his ass packing. It was clear Antonio Gambino was over the hill, he could never be the intimidating force he once was. But he had to come back for the big come back......... ya know.. the kind that every eccentric sportsman has to do to prove to himself he can still cut it. But even a fresh faced Antonio Gambino couldn't cut with a guy like M..V..D (MVD performs the 2 thumb pose again but the crowd kick up a chant of BULLSHIT!).
I doesn't matter what you sad experimental life forms think anyway. I said I would beat Gambino and I did it damn it. I did it on my own and no one can take that away from me! But boy did it feel good! It was like the feeling you get when you find your daddys first porno mag.........oh yeah them were the days!
I got a little bit of explicit footage for you right, before you get too excited ladies, its not MVD giving Jennifer Van Dam the time of her life, but you will get to see me kick Gambino's ass!
MVD signals to the production van as they roll footage of MVD performing a 5 star frog splash onto the steel chair layed upon the stomach of Gambino. The impact is deafening, as the crowd look onto the motionless body of Gambino as MVD makes the cover in one of the PWF's all time great main events.
MVD:- Hope that was good for you as it was for me! Nothing more satisfying for me than to see that foul mouthed piece of trash getting his dues! But in a way it's kinda sad. Gambino has been my biggest obstical since arrving here and now he has been permanently removed from the equasion............. there is no one left to stop MVD.............. i've beaten all your heroes................ they are all dead!
No one is left to save the PWF from total gWo domination.......... not even the owner Mr Pellington can stop me, because he knows damn well its my hot commodity that keeps his shareholders sweet! So just who is going to stand up in the good name of the PWF? All you gutless pieces of shit in the back know damn well that the gWo and MVD not only make you famous, we make you statistics, your just another notch on the talley as far as we're so if anyone has the grapefruits...................
Almost on queue I stand Alone hits the PWF soundsystem.............
I Stand Alone by Godsmack blares through the PWF soundsystem. Gambino appears on the stage, decked out in black dress pants and a bright red silk shirt, which is left unbuttoned. He has a microphone in his hand and calls for his music to be cut
Gambino:"Well if it isn't our great and powerful Champion, Matt Van Dam. Sorry I had to interrupt you Matt, but the boys in the back, well, they were begging me to come out here and shut you up. We're all getting sick and tired of your hour long ramblings about how you're the best, and the gWo rules, and how many blow jobs JVD can give in one night."
MVD shakes his head at Gambinos comments and seems unfazed by them.
Gambino:"It just gets a little old."
Gambino paces the stage a bit
Gambino:"I thought we'd try something different. I wanted to come out and share a story with you Matt. Pay attention, cuz it's a good one too. One day there was a turkey and a bull, and they were sitting around talking. I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree, sighed the turkey, but I don't have the energy. So the bull says, well then, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings, they're packed with all sorts of nutrients. So the turkey pecks at a lump of the dung and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first branch of the tree."
MVD makes yawning gestures at Gambino
Gambino:"Relax Matt, we're getting to the good part. Stick with me here. So anyway, the next day, the turkey eats some more dung, and he's now able to reach the second branch. This goes on for a few nights, and after about the fifth night, the turkey makes it to the top of the tree. So there he is, sitting ever so proudly in the top of the tree, and feeling damn glad that he made it. He's on top of the world with not a problem in sight! Then....
BOOM!!
Gambino yelling into the microphone startles MVD and causes him to jump, and drops his microphone. He bends over to pick it up as the crowd laughs.Gambino:"A farmer came along and shot that son of a bitch right out of the top of the tree!"
MVD is growing more angry
MVD:"What the hell's the point Gambino?!"
Gambino:"The point is, Matt, that bullshit might get you to the top but it damn sure won't keep you there. You just keep in mind, that the whole time you're out here making these I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread speaches, there's about 10 guys in the back that have your ass on radar, and will attempt to shoot you down from the top of the tree. When they come looking for you, all the bullshit in the world won't save you. Now I don't know what all this talk about moving on is, because quite frankly, I never said I was done with your ass. In fact, I've just begun MVD, and I think you're in for a few surprises. See, you beat me at Last Man Standing, there's no denying that. But...just because you gain one win over me, doesn't mean a damn thing. I'm sure you've heard the old saying, lightning never strikes twice? Well Matt, you've had your one strike, and although you won the first battle, I promise you will not win the war."
MVD begins to laugh hysterically at Gambino who looks back with a look of bemusement at the World Champion......
MVD:- You really are a senile dumb bastard aren't you Gambino! You really think I am done kicking your ass just yet? Roughing you up is the most fun I've had in 18 months in the PWF. The fact you keep coming back for more is just a bonus! And since its more you want, I'm going to give it to right now "G"........roll the footage!
MVD signals to the production van again as they roll footage of MVD performing a 5 star frog splash onto the steel chair layed upon the stomach of Gambino.
The footage infuriates Gambino as he puts one hand over his brow to hide the his anger and fustration
MVD:- Mu Ha Ha Gambino! Mu Ha F'n HA! What a great way to be remembered huh? At least it's me kicking your ass. You can take great pride in that........ better than having your career killed by Ken kido MU HA HA!
The crowd can't help but chuckle at the mention of the wrestling world's most notorious jobber Ken Kido, but again the comment sends Gambino crazy and starts to stomp angrily towards the ring!
MVD:- Wo Wo Wo Wo........... hold it right there pops. I can see your pain, i'll give you the chance to go head to head with the sexiest mofo in professional wrestling again. Tonight in this very ring, it will be....... Matt..Van..Dam (2 thumb pose) and the Russians vs Old Man Gambino and 2 partners of his choice! It'll all end so sweetly though! As I stand over your hand.......... and perform my old man stink on your fallen corpse......... and i'll even hook your leg because I have to respect the legend of Gambino MU HA HA! You will see that lightning often strikes twice on route 4:20!
Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck by Dry Kill Logic hits again, as the 2 make eye contact and Gambino grins towards MVD as the PWF logo appears for a commerical break
The camera cuts back to the locker room door of Shockwave. Suddenly the door explodes off the hinges and a large orange figure enters the locker room and it moves away from the camera it becomes obvious that the person is Inmate. Shockwave immeadtly jumps to his feet but is quickly laid out by Inmate's powerful right hand. Inmate picks up Shockwave and connects with a Lethal Injection, (Stone Cold Stunner) then grabs the steel chair that he was sitting on and assaults the motionless body until security arrives. Security stops dead in it's tracks when they see Inmate with the bent and dent steel chair, one moves to close and gets whacked with the chair, the others take this as a opportuinty to get to Shockwave and quickly move in but Inmate is able to clobber the first two with the chair and KO another one before the last twop actually get to Inmate who try to hold him back, with no success, the guard behind Inmate takes a swift mule kick to the nuts and immeadtly falls clutching his injured family jewels, the guard in front of Inmate recieves a boot to the gut and a Lethal Injection. Inmate stands over Shockwave who is holding his head and feeling his jaw.
Inmate: I'm the PWF Welcoming Committee. Enjoy your stay.
Inmate kicks Shockwave in the ribs one last time before he leaves the locker room
Stanyer: Welcome back everyone, the war versus MVD and Gambino is far from over.
Dawg: Is anyone surprised?
Stanyer: Well we have our main event signed for tonight, MVD & The Russians will take on Gambino and two partners of his choice.
Dawg: I have a feeling I know someone who might volunteer, some guy from Boston, won a tournament I think.
Stanyer: I would not be surprised if he volunteered, he can't wait to get his hands on MVD at BP3.
Dawg: It's a shame that he'll lose at BP3, but then again, it'll be a shame for many people, over many months, as MVD crushes all opposition.
Stanyer: We've heard that from you for a lifetime. Anyway, enough of MVD, we have a matchup next. One that was signed last night on Armageddon.
Dawg: These two apparantely have quite a history, I was reading up on it, it's been going on in around 4 different feds, they just can't seem to get along at all.
Stanyer: And it's resurfaced here in the PWF. Well this match has been made a No Disqualification match overnight, lets see how deep this feud goes.
Dawg: That's if Shockwave has recovered from Inmate's attack that is, cheap shot artist.
Credit: Matt Van Dam
Report: The Referee calls for the bell and the match begins with both men circling each other in the center of the ring. Venom raises his arms into the arm and twiddles his fingers, gesturing for a Greco Roman Knuckle lock (test of strength). Shockwave looks uncertain as to what to do but the fans are urging him into the lure of Venom. The 2 lock up and immediately go shoulder to shoulder, both keen to over power his opponent. However Venom's superior height and weight give him the advantage in the hold and he starts to force his opponent to one knee. Shockwave is just about holding Venom back but then Venom jumps on the spot pounding the canvas with his feet to put more pressure on Shockwave who then drops his 2nd knee. Venom is a comfortable position and is mocking the weakness of his opponent and is admiring the crowd. Shockwave is getting desperate to get out of the hold and suddenly while Venom is not looking, he sweeps out the legs of his much larger opponent whilst holding onto his hands he forces Venom to mat and sits upon his chest............1............2........ Venom kicks out powerfully and the two get back to their feet.
Venom seems to have lost a little of composure from the sly escape of Shockwave and brushes himself down. To two come together and Venom swings for his opponent with a heavy right hand but misses, he turns around and is met by a strong knife-edge chop to the chest, but Venom just stands there with his enormous chest protruding! Shockwave goes for another chop and this time just makes Venom plain angry! Shockwave begins to back-track but tries to take Venom by surprise with a right hand with his blocked and Venom grabs Shockwave by the throat! The crowd gasp as we can hear the air being sucked from the lungs of Shockwave as he is picked up into the air and brought down viciously with a huge Chokeslam!
Stanyer: What a raw power display from Venom! He just handled a 300lbs man like he was a baby!
Venom goes for a quick cover 1.........2.......... but Shockwave kicks out. Venom picks up Shockwave by the hair, but Shockwave suddenly comes to life and charges Venom taking him hard into the turnbuckle. Venom hits his back hard and is stunned, Shockwave begins to Shoulder charge Venom to the gut 1, 2, 3, 4...... he then walks over to the other side of the ring and runs as fast as he can and scores a hit with a big-time spear! Venom hits the canvas holding onto his abdominal muscles. While Venom is down Shockwave exits the ring and goes towards ringside and picks up a steel chair and then rolls back into the ring. The ref is trying to reason with Shockwave not to use the chair but he doesn't want to hear it and pushes the ref out of the way but as he returns to Venom is hit a big boot that sends the chair cracking into the head of Shockwave...... but he doesn't go down! Venom picks up the chair and looks at the dent in it and cannot believe he is still standing! But wastes no time in clocking him over the head with it one more time! Shockwave drops to one knee but is screaming at Venom to hit him again!
Stanyer: Shockwave is sick! How can he like that?
Dawg: I always think that of your wife when you give her the big hit!
Venom backs into the corner and climbs the 2nd turnbuckle and jumps off bringing the chair hard onto the head of Shockwave who duelly collaspes oafter 3 hard chair shots! Venom throws down the chair with authority convinced he has the match won he casually lies backwards upon his opponent lifting his hand into the air counting with the referee.......1.........2.............. Shockwave kicks out!
Stanyer: Venom showing a lack of respect as well as experience there, he could of won it if he hooked the leg!.
Venom picks up Shockwave and tries to whip him into the turnbuckle but it is reversed. Venom comes running out the corner but is caught around the waist by Shockwave who flips him over his head with a text book belly to belly release suplex and both men collapse on the canvas. The referee stands above both men and begins to make his 10 count. He gets as far as 7 and both men begins to stir, by 9 they have both made it there feet. Shockwave bounces off the ropes and swings for a clothesline which is ducked by Venom who then swings for Shockwave but is ducked again, but Shockwave then scores with a boot to the mid-section. Shockwave then positions Venom's hunched over head between his legs and signals for the SHOCKBOMB! (Spiral Powerbomb). He barely manages lift the huge Venom into the air and spins all of 360 degrees and brings Venom crashing down to the mat painfully, however he does not pin his opponent. He collects the steel chair from eariler and places it over the chest of Venom and goes to the top rope. As he scales the 3rd turnbucke he begins to look un-easy and has to adjust his footing which gives Venom just enough time to intervene. The steel chair is conveniently placed squarely a few feet from the turnbuckle and Venom smashes Shockwave in the face with a firm right hand. He then climbs to the top turn buckle with Shockwave! The crowd sense danger and are edging both men on here. Venom then wraps his arm over the head of Shockwave for a Super-Plex. He takes a look back to the chair on the mat to make sure his positoning is ok but as he does Shockwave lands a punch to the already damaged Abdominal Muscles of Venom and he foolishly drops his head in reaction to the pain. Shockwave quickly capitilises placing Venom's head between his legs and hoists him over his head as they both come off the top Shockwave lunches the huge frame of Venom and his back comes crashing violently onto the steel chair! The crowd cheers in awe of the impact and Shockwave makes the cover hooking the leg .................1 ....................2 ..................3!
Stanyer: What a match there, an incredible finish but that match certainly wouldn't be out of place in an Extreme Title contest. Venom probably should of won if he'd shown a little more experience in the early going, a school boy error!
Dawg: Jay, I was told Venom is so stupid because he has a cavity in his wisdom fang!
Stanyer: You get no funnier, you know that don't you?
Dawg: What you talking about? I'm hilarious.
Stanyer: Whatever. I don't think we've seen the last of this feud, Venom will be out for Shockwave's blood.
The camera fades to the Cult of Shadows Locker room door, It opens slowly with Loki directly on the other side
Loki: I'm gonna go grab a drink, be back in a few.
Loki exits and closes the door behind him and heads for the vending machines, he walks around a corner and is laid out by a stiff clothesline the camera moves around the corner to see Inmate standing over Loki laughing sadistically
Inmate: Now THAT is a good prank.
Inmate storms off laughing sadistically
We cut backstage to what appears to be an empty locker room. Suddenly an angry Gambino bursts in.
Gambino: "That fucker MVD, how in gods name did I ever work with the guy. Hey Outlaw, I need a partner for tonight, you up for it?"
There is no response, Gambino actually looks around the locker room.
Gambino: "Outlaw? You there?"
No response.
Gambino: "Must have popped out for some reason, I'd better find him.
Gambino heads off out of the locker room.
Stanyer: Wonder where Outlaw went?
Dawg: Wherever he's gone, he's obviously not too bright, nobody should walk around on their own when the gWo are around, let alone a friend of Gambino's!!
Stanyer: Very True. Well, before we go to our next match, we have a message from the PWF Owner, Michael Pellington. Let's see what he has to say.
We cut to what is effectively a makeshift office, obviously assembled for tonight's show. The furniture however looks very expensive, and almost all Black. Mr Pellington sits upright at his desk, staring straight into the camera.
Pellington: "Hello to all the PWF'ers watching at home, and of course to the great fans who've turned up here tonight."
Loud pop from the crowd.
Pellington: "I won't waste too much of your time, as I'm sure you'd prefer to see the wrestlers get it on than listen to me talking all day. I have an announcement and a warning to give out."
Dawg: A warning? Who for?
Stanyer: Shut up and listen.
Pellington: "Firstly I'd like to send a warning to every PWF wrestler in the back, especially the gWo. If ANYONE, and I mean anyone interferes in the Last Man Standing presentation ceremony later tonight, then they will be looking for another job, because their contract will be terminated on the spot."
Loud cheer from the crowd.
Pellington: "Secondly, my announcement. As you all know, due to the controversy surrounding the Battle Royal at Last Man Standing, a match has been set between Masta P & Golgotha to determine the #1 contender to the US title. However, I feel this is unfair on Sandstorm, who has been denied the oppurtunity to wrestle tonight. Well I am going to correct that error, tonight, Sandstorm will defend his US Title against the "Superstar" Davey K."
Even louder cheer from the crowd.
Stanyer: Wow! That creates a few complications "
Pellington: "Thank you all for listening, and enjoy tonights show."
We return to the arena.
Dawg: Why does Davey get a US title shot? Why not say, Jason Hunt?
Stanyer: It's the boss's call, not mine.
Dawg: Bah! What can I say.
Stanyer: Well, our next match was also set up last night on Armageddon, when the Ruff Ryders interuppted the first night of the King Volcano & Loki tag team.
Dawg: The Ruff Ryders have been causing a lot of trouble backstage, they have not made themselves very popular at all.
Stanyer: That doesn't really surprise me, but this should be a good match.
Credit: Brendan Seeley
Report: The bell rings and both teams run to the middle of the ring and trade punches back and forth, Devastator takes the advantage on Loki sending him into the corner. Devastator punches Loki in the gut then knees him in the chest area straightening him up, meanwhile King Volcano has locked in a Fijian Armbar on Destroyer who is screaming in pain. Devastator quickly helps his brother and tag partner with a kick to the head of Volcano and then runs into the corner and nails a body Avalanche on Loki. Loki stumbles out of the corner then falls flat on his face as the Ruff Ryders double team Volcano with an awesome double lariat sending not only Volcano but also the Ruff Ryders out of the ring.
Stanyer: What a move! That had such impact the people doing the move flew over the ropes as well!
Dawg: gWo could of done better
Destroyer helps up Devastator and goes to the corner while Loki gets up. Destroyer climbs into the ring and begins to lift up Loki but the god of mischief gets a thumb in the eye and quickly rolls over to tag Volcano only to find that he's climbing over to get on the apron, Loki moves back to a now standing Destroyer and runs off the ropes. Destroyer tries to clothesline Loki but the more agile Loki ducks the big arm of his opponent then springboards off the ropes landing on the head of Destroyer sending him down with a hurricanna. Loki nips up quickly and dives over to his corner to a now there Volcano. Volcano gets in and quickly tackles the leg out of Destroyer as he runs at him. Volcano gets up and mounts the body of Destroyer giving a few shots to the body and then locks in the Eruption. Destroyer yells in pains as Volcano tightens the grip but soon releases it as Devastator elbows him in the face. Devastator lifts up Volcano and ddts him to the mat hard before going back on the apron giving his brother a chance to get the tag. Destroyer starts to move as does Volcano and both begin to crawl over to their corners, Volcano gets to his corner first and Loki distracts the ref as Destroyer tags in his brother. Devastator gets in the ring quickly but the ref didn't see the tag so he leaves after a few harsh words to the ref.
Dawg: good move by C.O.S
Stanyer: It was cheap, under handing, and just plain wrong
Dawg: I know!
Loki works down on Destroyer hitting some leg drops and splashes before he lifts him up and sends him into the ropes, Loki leap frogs Destroyer sending him into Devastator which throws him down to the floor. Devastator gets up quickly and slides into the ring, the ref tries to stop him but he gets The Destroyer for his troubles. Devastator catches Loki who attempted a body block and throws him outside the ring as Destroyer grabs a table from under the ring. Destroyer slides back in and sets the table in the corner before spearing Volcano. The Ruff Ryders lift Volcano up quickly and raises him up on a shoulder each and run to the corner with the table, Ruff Ryders stop suddenly and Double Running Powerbomb Volcano right through the table before sliding out and leaving.
Stanyer: Looks like the ring rust of the Ruff Ryders have been chipped off with that move
Dawg: That was a cheap move, they cheated!
Stanyer: I guess the Ruff Ryders wanted to make sure they got their point across, well I think they succeedeed, just.
The camera fades to the back showing Gambino walking down a hallways for some unknown reason and he turns a corner and collides dead on with Inmate. The two glare at each other for a few seconds, and Inmate throws a punch that connects to the jaw of Gambino. And he stands there as if expecting someting else, or something more. Inmate fires again but this time Gambino blocks it and fires back with a right hand of his own. Inmate reels back for a second and rubs his jaw. The two immeadtly lunge at each other and begin to brawl back and forth niether holding an advantage for more than a second or two. Suddenly wrestlers, referees, and stage crew come bursting out of nowhere and seperate them. Neither man is injured and the camera focus' on Inmates scowl as they fade to commercial
Cameras cut to the office of Mr. Pellington, and we see the head of the PWF sitting behind a large oak desk as he reads through some documents. Just as he puts pen to paper to sign his name, a knock on the door is heard. Pellington continues signing the papers, not even looking up at the distraction...
Pellington: 'Come in.'
The door opens and you can hear the crowd booing loudly in the background as Sabre slowly walks towards the table, taking the papers from the bosses hand and glancing through them...
Sabre: 'Hello Pellington. I'm sure you get midcarders in here all the time but I'm sure the question is just rolling around in your head... what is the main event doing visiting me in my office???'
Pellington looks up at Sabre, taking the documents from him and placing them back on the table...
Pellington: 'Don't get smart.'
Sabre: 'Well someone around here has to! Look at the idiotic card you've created for us tonight... for the US title... the champion, Sandstorm, up against Davey K... now correct me if I'm wrong but didn't the fighting champion kick the crap out of both these chumps at the Last Man Standing tournament? Who's next for a US title shot, King Volcano?! What's it gonna take for The Man to get a chance to take what's his? Do I need to have man boobs or something?!'
Pellington: 'Sabre, this has nothing to do with what you accomplished at Last Man Standing... I realise your position on the ladder... but tonight, I just feel that Davey K deserves a shot at the US title.
Sabre looks at Pellington like he's gone mad...
Sabre: '.....'
Pellington: '.....'
Sabre: 'You're a moron!'
Pellington: 'Security, please.'
Sabre: 'Oh, I'm sorry if I just pointed out something that's written all over your face. You've decided to put the greatest competitor in the PWF on the shelf... again! Standing before you is the only thing saving this federation from bancrupcy and you haven't even bothered to put me in a match tonight! Perk your ears, "boss" and listen to what the fans want to see tonight!'
Sabre puts a hand to his ears, listening to the 'asshole' chants, combined with a growing 'we want Gambino' chant...
Sabre: 'Hear it? You my friend, are single handedly killing this place by not giving me a match tonight. Do it now or I swear, I'm going home.'
Pellington shrugs and looks down at his documents...
Pellington: '.....'
Sabre: 'Well?'
Pellingoton looks up, a little startled that Sabre is still standing there...
Pellington: '.... no.'
The crowd laughs as Sabre fumes, circling the room in anger...
Sabre: 'It's gonna be like that, huh? Letting the sheep walk all over you and spitting in the face of the predator? Fine. Screw this place... I'm going home!'
Sabre spins around, throwing the door open and slamming it shut behind him, shouting out loud in fury...
Sabre: 'Im the predator of the PWF for crying out loud!'
Pellington grins before going back to his work...
We cut to outside of Mr Pellington's office which Jagged is making his way towards, suddenly Sabre bursts out of the office in an unpleasant mood, he pushes his way past Jagged.
Sabre: Outa my way.
Jagged: What the fuck?
Sabre, once finished shouting right down Ryan Barzini's ear-hole, grunts as he storms away from the rising young mega-star. Jagged shrugs, and proceeds to knock on Mr. Pellington's office door. For the second time in five minutes, Pellington replies.
Pellington: Come in.
Barzini slowly opens the door, and peeks round the door, to see Mr. Pellington sitting behind a large oak desk, sifting through some important looking papers. He looks slightly worn out and annoyed and it is certainly evident that his return to active PWF duty has taken its toll on him.
Jagged: Ahh yes, Jagged, come on in please.
The Italian Icon obeys his bosses orders, ands cautiously enters the office, unaware and afraid of the reasons to his summoning here. Jagged sits down in the seat opposite to Mr. Pellington, and clasps his hands together, while solemnly looking at Pellington. The boss extends his hand, and they exchange a handshake.
Pellington: OK, well, as you know, I have called for you to come in here to discuss some things.
Jagged: Yeah, I know.
Pellington: and you are probably wondering what I want to discuss with you.
Jagged nods his head in agreement.
Pellington: On the night of a recent Television Event in which you were in attendance, you confronted one of my most valuable employees while he was on his way to a Head Office meeting.
Barzini sits up straighter, and puts his head in his hands for a brief moment. It was obvious that the Sicilian Superstar knew where this was going. Pellington, however, continues.
Pellington: You, and I quote, used your 'huge body strength' to manhandle this particular employee into the parking lot, where in disgraceful fashion, you locked him in the dark and cramped confines of a trunk of a car. Hours later, you went back to the car, and got Anthony Frost, out of that car, and asked him not to call the police! What the hell were you thinking?
Over the course the last minute, the boss had gotten considerably riled up. He was now standing, with his palms flat on the desk. Jagged looked fearful, yet at the same time, quite angry.
Jagged: He had sent me to a fucking shrink, SIR, so I thought I should send him somewhere he didn't belong, just like he did to me.
Pellington: Don't you DARE, speak to me in that tone of voice! The only reason you are here is because of Anthony Frost's recommendation. To me, you are a pathetic backyard wannabe. You're temper was one reason why I was against the PWF acquiring your service, but Anthony convinced me. And this, THIS, is how you repay him? He not only got you your job, he also tried to help your career by sending you to the psychologist. I just refuse to believe the audacity of your actions, Ryan Barzini, and if I wasn't so easily persuaded, you would have been out that door the moment you slapped that receptionist on your first day of the job! But I, as everyone else can see, recognise that you are an extremely talented individual. That is why, you have one, and I mean just ONE, last chance for you to make a good impression on me here in the PWF.
Jagged breathes a sigh of relief and rise from his chair. He turns to exit, but his stopped in his tracks.
Pellington: I didn't dismiss you, stay just right where you are. You are not going to get off as light as you think. You have a $100,000 fine
Jagged's jaw drops to the floor and his face screws up in rage, but before going to attack Pellington, the boss adds more.
Pellington: and, if you want to stay in the PWF, you are to attend Anger Management classes. You screw up one more time, Jagged, and I'll make sure you don't get a job in a top-flight federation ever again. You have had your warning, now leave.
Pellington sits down, as Jagged exits furiously. The shattered superstar storms off down the corridor, knocking down a water cooler on his way.
Stanyer: Wow, Jagged just got taught a serious lesson.
Dawg: I've seen the boss get so angry.
Stanyer: Oh mark my words, normally, the boss is a nice guy, but wo betide anyone who pisses him off. He owns this company for a good reason you know.
Dawg: I'm not argueing, not at all.
Head Up by The Deftones hits and the crowd instantly start to boo, they know exactly whos coming. Splinter walks out onto the stage, he looks around at the crowd and laughs as they boo him. He walks down the entry ramp and rolls under the ring ropes. He climbs the turnbuckle and flips off the crowd, the booing increases. Splinter walks round all four turnbuckles repeating the taunt, Splinter yells at the ring announcer who throws him a microphone
Splinter: I bust my ass for you lot, and you still hate me. And I know why, you're fickle and weak just like my PPV opponent Jay Stylez. Let Splinter, thats me, take you back to that fantastic night. Splinter, thats me, vs Jay Stylez in a TLC Match, Jay had me worried for a little while in that match when he took me out of mid air with the Project X, but before he knew what was going on he was flying off that ladder face first and gettign planted straight into a chair by Splinter... THATS ME!
The booing increases as Splinter rubs in the fact that he beat Stylez, the crowd really don't like him
Splinter: I did what I promised. I crushed Jay in that match, and surely that chair shot should go down in history as one of the best ever! Watching over that match again I see how I could have done better, how I could of fought harder. But in the end that night is gone and Splinter, thats me, has proved I am now a permanent fixture in the PWF, I ain't going nowhere! This is the beginning of somethign new. A new... A new era! A Hardcore Chair Swinging era! The era of Splinter, damnit thats me! And to prove this to everyone of you I need something new. Someone else to focus on, someone else I can beat, someone else who will feel the cold hard steel over their forehead time after time.
Splinter rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair, he throws it into the ring. Splinter rolls in and picks it up, he holds it up in the air for all to see
Splinter: Anyone who is willing to face this, whether the match says its legal or not, can consider themself challenged!
Splinter throws the chair into the crowd, causing yet more booing
Splinter: Thats right, tonight on Havoc Splinter, thats me, is laying down an open challenge to anyone...
ANYONE!
Anybody back there who thinks they can knock Splinter, thats me, off the high-horse I'm on now can come out here, give it a try and get your ass kicked all the way down to Nowheresville! Thats right, Splinter, thats me, THE Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak of the PWF is laying down the gauntlet. Now I'll understand if people back there are hesisitant after what I did to Stylez, I mean lets be honest I destroyed him. Whoever it may be, newcomer, PWF Legend, a champion, WHOEVER! Anyone who has the guts to come out here and accept can consider themselves in a match with Splinter, thats me, right about...
NOW! Thats right, I'm calling anyone out, anyone who will take on the Human Holocaust one on one. So who back there is willing to risk having a chair wrapped round their head?
Splinter stands waiting in the ring for someone to accept his challenge
Suddenly "Perfect Imperfection" by Tom Snow hits the arena, out walks The Perfect Outlaw, still with his mask on, he isn't carrying a mic, instead he just walks straight down to the ring. Splinter hands his mic back to the ring announcer and prepares for the match to begin.
Dawg: Splinter just had his open challenge, answered.
Stanyer: We have ourselves a little impromptu matchup.
Credit: Splinter
Report: Splinter and The Perfect Outlaw stand toe to toe with eachother, Splinter staring into the masked eyes of the 'Definition of Perfection'. Splinter doesn't look best pleased that The Perfect Outlaw accepted his challenge. The Perfect Outlaw and Splinter both take a step back and start to exchange right hands, the Perfect Outlaw starts to get an advantage over Splinter sending him reeling with successive rights. Perfect Outlaw throws Splinter to the ropes, on the way back Splinter gets a strong stroke punch in the face sending him down to the mat hard. Splinter starts to get back up to his feet, Perfect Outlaw steps back and starts to circle Splinter, waiting for him to get to his feet, Splinter makes it to his feet, Perfect Outlaw grabs him and drills him into the mat with a brutal DDT. Perfect Outlaw gets up to his feet and then hits a big leg drop on the downed Splinter. Perfect Outlaw covers Splinter hoping for an early victory 1 Splinter kicks out. Perfect Outlaw gets up and once again starts to circle the recovering Splinter, acting like a hunter stalking its prey. Splinter once again gets to his feet, Perfect Outlaw comes off the ropes and levels Splinter with a clothesline, Splinter starts to recover and Perfect Outlaw comes off the ropes and takes Splinter out with a facebuster, driving Splinter into the mat. Perfect Outlaw then proceeds to lock in an armbar trying to weaken Splinter up. The referee asks Splinter if he wants to quit but Splinter is quite adamant that he isn't quitting. Perfect Outlaw releases the hold and then gets up. He lays a few stomps into the back of Splinters head keeping him down. Perfect Outlaw picks Splinter up and then drives him straight back down into the mat with a hard scoop slam. Perfect Outlaw climbs the top rope and then hits a big leg drop on Splinter. Perfect Outlaw covers Splinter hoping that'll be enough to put him away 1 2 Splinter kicks out.
Stanyer: The Perfect Outlaw showing us some of the skills he struggled to show us at Last Man Standing.
Dawg: Let's be fair, he did pretty well, and it was his first PPV here in the PWF.
Stanyer: That we know of
Perfect Outlaw picks Splinter up and throws him to the turnbuckle, Perfect Outlaw comes running in for a standing splash but Splinter dives out of the way and Perfect Outlaw drills himself into the turnbuckle, perfect Outlaw starts to stagger backwards, Splinter comes off the ropes and hits the Lay-out (Running Facebuster) driving the Perfect Outlaw hard into the mat. Perfect Outlaw hits the mat hard and lays there trying to regain his breath. Splinter gets up and slumps in the turnbuckle, using the time to recover from the assault the Perfect Outlaw has laid down. Splinter gets up and then starts to circle the Perfect Outlaw, mimicking his opponent. The Perfect Outlaw starts to get up and Splinter kicks him hard in the ribs taking him down to the mat. Splinter picks Perfect Outlaw up and throws him to the ropes, on the way back Splinter drills Perfect Outlaw into the mat with a huge armdrag. Perfect Outlaw bounces up to his feet and Splinter drops him with a hard drop toe hold. Outlaw bounces up to a kneeling position and Splinter dropkicks him brutally in the back of the head, sending the Perfect Outlaw down face first into the mat. Splinter stomps on The Perfect Outlaws leg and then locks in a standing leg lock, The Perfect Outlaw screams in pain but after a little while in the hold The Perfect Outlaw makes it to the ropes, Splinter keeps the hold on until the referee forces him to break it. Splinter takes a few steps back and as the Perfect Outlaw gets up Splinter lays another brutal stomp into the back of Perfect Outlaws leg taking him down in quite a lot of pain. Splinter picks The Perfect Outlaw up and tries to throw him to the ropes but perfect Outlaw reverses, throwing Splinter to the ropes, on the way back Splinter hits an elbow strike to the face taking Perfect Outlaw down and killing off his comeback. Splinter stomps on Perfect Outlaw with renewed aggression. Splinter throws the Perfect Outlaw to the turnbuckle and then runs in hitting a big elbow strike to the face, Perfect Outlaw staggers forward groggily, Splinter turns him round and plants him with a big Holocaust DDT (Evenflow DDT)! Splinter covers the Perfect Outlaw with a cocky lateral press 1 2 Perfect Outlaw kicks out much to Splinters irritation.
Stanyer: The "Definition of Perfection" isn't looking too perfect at the moment.
Dawg: You can't expect him to be perfect at all times.
Stanyer: Why not? That's what he defines himself as?
Dawg: Errrr ..
Splinter picks Perfect Outlaw up and then kicks him in the gut. He hoists Perfect Outlaw up and drives him into the mat with a tiger driver. The crowd expect Splinter to go for a cover but he doesn't, he climbs up the turnbuckle and leaps off, hitting an amazing Reality Rift Splash (450 Splash) into a cover 1 2 3 Splinter gets up and starts to celebrate when the referee informs him that The Perfect Outlaw had his foot on the ropes! Splinter gets in the face of the referee, he looks pretty damn angry. Perfect Outlaw pulls himself up on the ring ropes and grabs Splinter, he throws Splinter to the ropes, on the way back The Perfect Outlaw catches Splinter and uses his momentum to plant him with a huge Patented Perfection (Double Handed Choke Bomb)! Splinter hits the mat with a huge impact, Perfect Outlaw covers 1 2 Splinter kicks out! The Perfect Outlaw looks amazed, he gets up and starts to stomp away at Splinter. Perfect Outlaw picks Splinter up and then plants him with another brutal power move, the Kleansin' Killer (Death Valley Driver)! Splinter looks in quite a bad way. laid out on the mat. The Perfect Outlaw grabs Splinter with a sick grin on his face, he proceeds to lock Splinter in the Project Utopia (Sharpshooter)! Splinter starts to scream in pain as Perfect Outlaw wrenches back on the hold, applying as much pressure to the hold as he can. Splinter crawls his way towards the ropes, just as he get in arms reach The Perfect Outlaw drags him back into the middle of the ring, a look of despair comes across Splinters face, he seems to give up hope for a second, suddenly he starts to crawl towards the ropes again. This time he just grabs the ropes and The Perfect Outlaw releases the hold. Splinter lies there, evidently in quite a lot of pain. Perfect Outlaw picks Splinter up and then throws him to the ropes, on the way back Perfect Outlaw goes for a clothesline, Splinter ducks it, locks Perfect Outlaw up and then plants him wit ha huge tiger suplex with a bridge 1 2 the Perfect Outlaw kicks out. Both men start to get up slowly, obviously both hurt from the match so far, Perfect Outlaw starts to hammer away at Splinter once again, Splinter blocks one and throws a wild right back. The Perfect Outlaw catches it and twists Splinter into the Perfect Backlash (Unprettier) but Splinter manages to slip out of it. Splinter grabs Perfect Outlaw and turns him round, he kicks Perfect Outlaw in the gut and hoists him up, he then proceeds to plant him with a huge Splinter Driver (Powerbomb into X-Factor)! Splinter looks down on The Perfect Outlaw, Splinter goes to cover him and then thinks again. He grins sickly and then locks The Perfect Outlaw in his own trademark submission maneouvre the Nowhere Lock (Sharpshooter)! The Perfect Outlaw lays there in the hold for a while, to badly beaten to get to the ropes. Splinter is yelling insults at him, eventually Splinter gets his way and the Perfect Outlaw taps out, the pain is to great to bear.
Stanyer: Splinter picks up the win in a closely contested match.
Dawg: It doesn't look like it's over yet.
Splinter leaves the hold in for a little bit and then releases it stepping away from The Perfect Outlaws beaten body. He then drags TPO towards the corner.
Stanyer: What is he planning?
Dawg: This seems familiar to me, very familiar.
Splinter rolls out of the ring and pushes the ring announcer to one side, and then grabs the chair he was sitting on. He rolls back into the ring and slams the chair onto TPO. He then climbs up to the top rope and looks set to hit the Reality Rift Splash, suddenly from the back comes running an unfamiliar wrestler.
Stanyer: Who's that? Wait, I know him, that's Brian Lee!!!
Dawg: That's why I remember this, Splinter put Brian Lee out on his PWF with this very move!!!!
Stanyer: Well it looks like he's here to stop it!!
Brian Lee rolls into the ring, when Splinter sees him, he is shell-shocked, he probably never expected to see the man again. Brian Lee grabs Splinter and throws him from the top rope across the ring. He then grabs the chair off TPO and waits for Splinter to get up and then floors him with a major league chair shot. Brian Lee then holds the chair up in the air to celebrate getting his revenge.
Stanyer: Revenge is best tasted cold, welcome back Brian Lee.
Dawg: I'm sure Splinter will have something to say after tonight ..
The scene opens up to the backstage area with Gambino on his never-ending quest for Outlaw. He has an eager look on his face that could scare the daylights out of anyone. Up ahead there is a short guy on the payphone. Only his back is exposed and he has a hat on covering his hair. Gambino runs up to him hoping to find some answers.
Man: Yeah, two hundred cases. Don't give that cheap crap you gave me last time either. The good stuff!
Gambino waits patiently for the man to get off of the phone when he just can't wait any longer. He taps the guy on the back almost causing him to drop the phone.
Man: Hey, let me hit you back. I've got some business to tend to.
He hangs up the phone and turns around with a look on his face of supreme intimidation. We now realise that this short man in none other than Law Hiyabusa. He takes off his hat releasing the somewhat short red ponytail and shoves it in his pocket.
Law: What the hell was that for? That was an important call!
Gambino: Look, cut the chatter. Have you seen Outlaw? He's supposed to be my partner tonight.
Law: No, he hasn't come by here.
Gambino: Well, if you do see him, tell him to come see me.
Gambino begins to walks off, but is cut off when Law runs ahead of him and stops him dead in his tracks.
Law: Why don't you let me be your partner tonight?
Gambino: You? Come talk to me when you gain about thirty pounds.
Law: I'm serious! Even though I've got the Cruiserweight title, I want to show this entire damn fed and the world what Law Hiyabusa is made of. Of course I can hang with Loki and the likes but it's time I step it up a level. This is the perfect chance to show that and you know it, Gambino. At least give the chance to kick some gWo ass!
Gambino: Ok, you got it. But if you slip up once, just ONCE!
Law: Alright, alright!
The two exchange handshakes and Gambino continues his search.
The camera fades backstage to where the ring crew is waiting for the end of the show, drinking coffee, one or two are smoking cigarettes. Then there's the three in the corner huddled up laughing, well there are potheads everywhere. The door suddenly bursts open and another member of the crew rushes in.
Crew Guy 1: Inmate's coming this way!
Ring Crew: OH SHIT! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!
The three stoners in the corner all stand up
Stoner 1: (Like Superman) I am invincible, I will stop him!
Stoner 2: As will I!
The 3rd stoner says nothing, and while the stoners are making their "stand" the room has next to emptied out. The stoners look lost for a few seconds and then most of them pile back into the room clsoing and locking the door, a few seconds later someone pounds on the door.
Straggler: LEMME IN, COME ON GUYS LEMME IN!!!! *He releases a blood curdling scream* HE'S GOT ME!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
After a few seconds of rumbling and obvious ass beating there is silence and the ring crew move towards the door and a few put there ears to the door trying to hear.
Crew Guy 2: I think it's safe guys. Let's get out of here!
They unlock the door and before anything else can happen the door exploded off the hinges and Inmate stands in the door way. Smiling his sadistic smile.
Inmate: You thought wrong buddy boy!
Inmate slowly walks towards the huddled group of employees and the move just as slowly away from Inmate suddenly the three stoners jump out in front.
Stoners: Stop we will not tolerate your tyrannical spree of violence any longer.
Inmate: You hate your life don't you?
Inmate kicks the first stoner in the balls and decks the second one and the stoner in the middle hasn't done anything.
Inmate: Either your really stupid, or this is a setup of some kind. If i'm going down, I'm going down kickin ass!
Inmate kicks the third stoner in the gut and nails the Lethal Injection (Stone Cold Stunner) and immeatly start looking around almost frantically, and sees no one who poses a threat, and starts tearing into the ring crew destroying them left and right until there are none left.
Inmate: Well I guess they were really stupid.
Inmate walks out of the room and into what looks to be like a Gambino Facebuster by an unknown shadow, who turns out to be Gambino himself.
Gambino: I'm way out of your league, now go back to the minors, because the pros will kick your ass!
Gambino walks off as the camera fades from the shot of Inmate slowly getting up rithing in anger
We see Barry and Leroy, the new PWF Tag team Champions, walking down a corridor carrying some drinks. They are talking to each other
Barry: so then what happened?
Leroy: Well, the only way they could do it was by pumping the sewers full of stuff that exploded on contact with water!
Barry: That doesn't make any sense. Surely that would have destroyed the town?
Leroy: I didn't say it was a good film, did I?
Barry: Well, no
Leroy: Anyway, let's get these drinks back to the locker room so we can all kick back and watch the show!
They approach their dressing room door and enter, closing the door on the camera. Suddenly
Leroy: WHAT THE HELL?
The camera enters the room, and we see a scene of carnage. Tables have been turned over, lockers have been smashed. There are debris everywhere. And lying on the floor is the prone form of Sue Plex.
Barry: It was those Fucking Russians!
Leroy: Come on Barry, we have to get her to the EMTs.
Barry: But why, why can't they just let it lie? We beat them, and now this! They are going to pay!!!
Brutal Force Pick up Sue and carry her out of the room. The camera is left looking at the destruction as we fade out.
Stanyer: That was horrific, did The Russians really do that? Nobody is capable of doing that to anyone, let alone a woman.
Dawg: It seems someone did, although I think Brutal Force are jumping to conclusions.
Stanyer: Logical conclusions mind, let me remind you of who has been attacking Sue Plex for the past month!!
Dawg: True, but that was when she got in the way, they've never gone out of their way to attack her.
Stanyer: Maybe not, but it's the likely possibility, isn't it?
Dawg: Maybe, maybe not.
Stanyer: Well whatever you "think", it's now time for our grand presentation ceremony.
The ring has been layed out with stylish red carpet and a table is set in the centre of the ring, with a black cloth draped over it. In the middle of the table is the LMS trophy, waiting to be presented to Homicide. We zoom in close on the trophy, showing that it has the names of the two previous winners, Blackbird in 2000, General Leo in 2001 and now Homicide in 2002. Our attention bubble is suddenly burst as "Wild Child" by WASP begins to play over the speakers and the PWF Owner, Michael Pellington makes his way down to the ring, he steps through the ropes and waves to the fans and then collects a mic.
Pellington: "And now it is time for the presentation to the winner of the Last Man Standing Tournament. Please, everyone give a grand welcome to the winner, 'The Boston Massacre' HOMICIDE!!!!"
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.
Homicide also grabs a microphone, but waits for Pellington to speak.
Pellington: "I'd like to extend my personal congratulations to you Homicide, and behalf of the PWF, I wish you well at BaloolaPalooza 3. But now, your prize, and this is yours to keep by the way. This is only the third time this trophy has been handed out, and I am proud that you are that third member. Ladies and Gentleman, the Last Man Standing - HOMICIDE!!!"
The crowd give a massive cheer as Pellington hands the trophy over to him, they pose for a moment as photographers flash their cameras, then Homicide goes over to one corner and climbs the turnbuckle and raises the trophy to the crowd. He then drops back down to the ring and settles down and prepares to speak.
Homicide: "Thank you, I'm trying not to be too soppy, but I'd like to thank all the fans who've followed me through thick and thin over the past year and half. From the day I first fought Kevin Cage, through winning the US Title at The End of the World, and Last Man Standing, you people have always been my ally, this one's for you."
Loudest cheer from the crowd all night.
Homicide: "But enough of celebrations, down to business. I hear that Gambino is looking for another tag partner tonight. Well consider his search over, because I don't want to wait until BP3 to face MVD, I want a piece of him tonight."
Major cheer from the crowd.
Stanyer: Homicide, Gambino & Law against the gWo, what a match that will be.
Homicide: "I'd also like to pay a special tribute to two men, Jason Hunt and Sabre, who both gave me one hell of a fight at LMS, it could very easily have been one of those two standing here instead of me. But it isn't, and I don't want to dwell on the past. I just want to say to Sabre & Hunt, that as in-ring competitors, you have my . Respect.
Applause, but not many cheers from the crowd.
Homicide: "Also .."
Homicide is promptly interuppted when "People=Shit" by Slipknot hits the arena. Out of the entrance way walks a pissed off Jason Hunt. Mr Pellington does NOT look happy. Hunt already has a mic in his hands.
Hunt: "RESPECT!!! Your giving me your respect? Well FUCK YOU. I don't want your respect, You screwed me at Last Man Standing, I DESERVED to win that tournament, you didn't even deserve to be in the tournament."
Homicide: "What's up Hunt? Didn't like tapping out?"
Hunt: "Shut the hell up, I don't want to hear your whining voice at this moment in time. I'm sick and tired of you talking about how your going to do this, going to do that, you going to be doing absolutely nothing, you disrespected me, and you disrespected the gWo, and for that, you will pay."
Just as Homicide is about to respond, Mr Pellington stops him and speaks instead.
Pellington: "I'll take care of this Homi. Hunt, it seems that you have a bit of a hearing problem, as I distinctly remember saying that nobody should interfere in this ceremony."
Hunt: "Yeah, well what you gonna do about it?"
Pellington: "You Hunt, you were almost right, there is going to be somebody doing absolutely nothing, but it's not Homicide, oh no, he's going to be very busy, the man doing nothing is YOU Jason Hunt. Because guess what. YOU'RE FIRED!!!!"
The crowd is stunned by this, and so is Hunt, nobody believed that Pellington would actually back up his statement.
Dawg: What!! He can't do that!!!
Stanyer: He promised he would, and he just did, it serves Hunt right, he should have listened.
Dawg: But that was just an idle threat to deter people from interfering. It doesn't apply to people like the gWo.
Stanyer: Clearly, the boss was deadly serious.
Pellington: "Security, have that man escorted out of the building."
About 10 security guards appear from the entrance, Hunt tries to make a dash for the ring, but they grab him and drag him fighting through the entrance as we cut to a commercial.
We come back to a parking lot scene where Hunt is still resisting the efforts of the security team, he has now been handcuffed, but is still putting up a fight. As he is being loaded into a security van to be escorted away, his fellow gWo members turn up, Mr Pellington is standing by the security van issuing instructions when the gWo confronts him.
MVD: "What the hell do you think your doing!!! You know who the hell you just fired!! That's Jason Hunt!!!"
Pellington: "You know what, I'M SICK AND TIRED of the gWo getting in my face all the time. He was warned like the rest of the PWF, if he didn't take me seriously, then that should be a lesson to him and to the rest of you."
Sabre: "But you can't fire him for "
Pellington: "This isn't a debate, he's fired, that's the end of it, security, escort these men out of here."
Security step in the way of the gWo as Pellington heads back into the arena, which is full of fans totally shocked at what they have just witnessed.
Stanyer: Well that has to rank right up there with Gambino joining the gWo as one of the biggest shocks we've ever seen on any PWF show. I'd go as far as to say it's the biggest shock we've ever seen on Havoc in a long time, probably ever!!
Dawg: I just can't believe that is the last we will see of Jason Hunt, it's just not right!!
Stanyer: Well get used to it, because you've seen the last of him, the question is, how will the gWo adapt?
Dawg: They'll survive, they always do.
Stanyer: Before we go to Masta P for an interview, I'll update you on the situation of Sue Plex. She is being taken to a local medical facility, and both members of Brutal Force have accompanied her, we'll let you know if anything more happens. For now, we'll go to Johnny Mayhem, who is with Masta P.
Masta P is backstage with Johnny Mayhem
Mayhem: So Masta P tonight you get another chance to become the number One contender for the U.S Title.
Masta P: Woah Woah woah there jackass. I ain't getting another chance. I AM the number One contender.
Mayhem: So your not facing Golgotha Tonight then for the honour o......
Masta P cuts Mayhem off
Masta P: No no no you have it all wrong. You see I am facing Golgotha tonight, but the fact remains that I won the Battle royal last Sunday, just because some dumb ass retard referee cant tell when a disqualification takes place, doesnt mean that I ain't going to go out tonight beat the living crap out of Gods boy and next week take the U.S title from Sandstorm.
Mayhem: About the ending the the Battle Royal.
On a monitor behind them the end of the match is shown when Golgotha used the Golden Bible to knock Masta P out
Masta P: Well i tell you what up untill then i had a lot of respect for Golgotha. Sure the whole Religous fruit cake stuff kinda freaks me out, but hey it does to everyone.
Mayhem rolls his eyelids at Masta P's obvious lack of knoledge of Golgotha's beliefs
Masta P: Yes, Golgotha untill last week i thought you were a decent guy, a reliable guy, not a dam right son of a bitch. So Golgotha get ready, say your prayers, go to Mass, dance around a pole, do whatever the hell it is you do. But just get ready for a Masta P Ass kicking.
Mayhem turns to the camara
Mayhem: Thats all from me Johnny Mayhem.........
Masta P cuts him off again
Masta P: Wait, your last name is Mayhem? What kind of dumb ass name is Mayhem?
Mayhem: What?
Masta P: You heard me chump, what the hell is with your name. Do you cause Mayhem? Do you make a nusence of yourself?
Mayhem: Well not so much now, but in my younger days i was quite the little rascal. I remember one time me and my friend Jimmy
Masta P: Wait a minute this aint a trip down memory lane you big freak. I dont care about what you and Jimmy did. I dont care about the time you and Jimmy experimented with each other. I dont give a dam about the time you and Jimmy lost your Pants. And NO, i dont even want to here about the time you and Jimmy went camping and one thing led to another.
Mayhem: Why whats Jimmy said?
Masta P: Whats with you, your even dumber than Tedison, and he is a dumb as an ape, so what does this say for you.
Mayhem seems to be concentrating on something behind Masta P
Masta P is cut off as Austin Cain abruptly barges on to the interview set
Austin Cain: "Masta P? (laughs obnoxiously) You don't have a chance against Golgotha! Just look at you! You think you're real funny, right? Everything is a joke with you, but the truth of the matter is that the only joke around here - is you! You're friggin' 6'7" and damn near 300lbs, and get your ass kicked on a regular basis by guys half your size! Golgotha, is a just a little Bible thumpin' light heavyweight Jesus freak, but he's still gonna beat your sorry ass! (more obnoxious laughter) If you had any REAL talent, or any REAL heart, you'd have a nice hunk of gold to hang over your shoulder - like a REAL wrestler. Like ME."
Cain arrogantly rubs the European belt. Masta P remains silent, staring intently at Cain.
Mayhem: "Well, those are extremely bold words from The Supreme Phenom. Do you have a response, Masta P?"
Johnny holds the mic up to Masta P, but he remains silent.
Austin Cain: "That's right! You'd better keep your mouth shut with me, punk! Give me any lip, and I'll whip your-"
Austin Cain's is cut off in mid-sentence as Masta P levels him with an awesome right hand! Cain is sent reeling backwards and falls through the background props of the interview set. He appears to be out cold! Masta P turns and walks off, heading for the ring. Johnny Mayhem is stunned, and after a few moments Cain recovers and gets up, angrily throwing a piece of the broken set off of him.
Austin Cain: "What the Hell? Who jumped me? What happened?"
Mayhem: "Uh... I think you just got knocked the fuck out!"
Golgotha is seen backstage, getting ready for his match against Masta P, and yet we sense that he is angry about something.Lets take a look, shall we?
Golgotha: "This whole match is stupid! It shouldn't even take place! I won the rumble fair and square."
Profit: "I agree with you Golgotha. But you really should calm down and focus..."
Golgotha: "The rules clearly stated the ways that you can get eliminated. Was I pinned? No! Did I get knocked out of the ring? No! How about a TKO? Not a chance! Submission? Nope. Therefore, since I never got eliminated, I won! Plain and simple! So I hit some whiny snot nosed ganster wanna be with the Golden Bible. According to the rules, I can't lose via DQ. The Hardcore Truth is I won and Masta P, lost!"
Profit: "I know. You are right. The rules never said anything about Disqualification. And tonight you will go out there and defeat Masta P once again."
Golgotha: "And another thing, What did Sandstorm mean that he didn't want me to win the Battle Royal? I thought he would have been glad for me and he would have welcomed the friendly challenge. Apparently, Sandstorm, you aren't the man I once thought you were. Well, not only did I win the Battle Royal, I will win tonight and go on to face you for the Belt that you have made into your Idol."
Golgotha paces around the room for a little while as Cole T. Profit is still trying to get him calmed down and ready for his match tonight.
Golgotha: "Sandstorm, earlier this week, you made me an offer. If I win tonight and go on to beat you, our match would be for the leadership of the Methods of Mayhem. I have given your offer a lot of thought. Truth is, the Methods of Mayhem need a good, Godly leader like myself. Someone who is a team player and not just looking out for theirselves. Someone who lives, breathes, and is willing to make sacrifices for the Methods. I'd like to take you up on that offer, but one thing is standing in my way. The match is originally for the US Title. As much as the MoM needs me for a leader, are you willing to bet it all that you are a better wrestler than me? You have everything to lose and nothing to gain. Where I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. If that is the kind of motivation you feel you need to beat me, then so be it. After all, I have nothing to lose in the match...So when we meet, may God have mercy on your soul, cause I sure as hell won't!"
Golgotha charges out the door, with Cole T. Profit close behind him as the religious duo heads to the ring with the Golden Bible tucked under Profits arm.
Stanyer: Well this is one interesting situation, there are four possible matches we could end up with, two of them would put people in very akward situations, the other two would not.
Dawg: I'd be very interested to see Golgotha v Sandstorm of Masta P v Davey K. I love to see friends implode.
Stanyer: Well, nothing has happened yet, but you can guarantee that it will, we'll go to the ring now for our US Title #1 contenders match.
Credit: Sabre
Report: Golgotha and Masta P circle the ring as the bell sounds before locking up. Masta P powers Golgotha into a turnbuckle before assaulting him with right hands. Masta P then Irish whips the hardcore Christian into the opposite turnbuckle, running after him and connecting with a strong elbow to the jaw. Masta P then puts he boots to Gologtha, slowly bringing him to his knees before taking a number of steps back. As Masta P charges in with a spear, Golgotha desperately rolls away and the 'H 2 Woah' misses its target, driving Masta P elbow first into the middle turnbuckle. Golgotha takes the opportunity to roll up Masta P for a surprise count but the shoulder is raised just after the one count. Golgotha picks Masta P up, hiting some right hands but the larger man counters with a knee to the gut which doubles Golgotha over. Masta P then rebounds from the ropes with an amazing scissor kick which sends Golgy to the mat. Masta P covers. The shoulder is raised in the nick of time and the ref stops the count on two. Masta P picks Golgotha up by the hair and whips him to the ropes but misses a clothesline on the rebound. Golgotha springs back hitting a chop block to the back of Masta P's left leg which takes the big man down before dropping an elbow on the knee joint. Golgotha then opts for a submission offense, extending the knee with a reverse figure 4.
Dawg: 'Golgotha playing it smart after getting on the recieving end of that great scissors kick from Masta P'
Stanyer: 'If Golgy can take out those big legs then Masta P loses a lot of his offensive power.'
Masta P scrambles to the ropes and the ref releases the hold however the damage looks like it's been done, as Masta P has slight problems getting to his feet. Golgotha again spots the advantage, throwing Masta P into a corner and chopping away at his chest as the crowd "Whooo's" with the noise of the knife edge chops hitting exposed flesh. Golgotha then begins hitting right hands before the ref pulls him out of the corner for brawling. Golgotha's valet, Profit, begins to argue with the ref from the outside as Golgotha brings Masta P from the corner and performs a drop toe hold. Golgotha then signals for the "Angelic Possesion" (Ne-Han) but Masta P scouts the submission move and quickly pushes Golgotha away with a foot to the chest. Golgotha runs back into the fray but Masta P drops him with the "Lady Killer" (Huge Clothesline). Masta P then man handles Golgotha, picking him up and taking him to a turnbuckle for the "Down and Out" (Powerbomb into turnbuckle) but Golgotha uses the last of his strength to reverse the trademark into a DDT, snapping Masta P's head directly onto the mat. Both men lie motionless and the ref begins counting away...
Stanyer: 'Both men have obviously done their homework. First Masta P escapes the Angelic Possesion, and Golgotha just reversing the Down and Out.'
Dawg: 'And I wouldn't be surprised if the US champ was watching backstage watching this as well. Both these men have the potential to be US champion.'
Stanyer: 'But unfortunatley there can be only one contender and these guys know it.'
Golgotha slowly rises to his feet, quickly followed by Masta P. Masta P, the larger of the two, begins firing away with right hands but the brawler of the two, Golgotha, blocks the punches before assaulting Masta P with his own right hands. Masta P reels back from the shots as Golgotha Irish whips him into the ropes before hitting a haymaker which sends Masta P to the canvas. Golgotha then climbs the turnbuckle, signalling for the "Fall from Grace" (Top rope Moonsault) before launching from the top. Cameras flash as Golgotha takes flight, but Masta P rolls out of the way at the final second and Golgotha finds nothing but mat, slamming his chest straight onto the mat and rolling around in pain. Masta P takes the advantage, slowly picking Golgotha up and preparing for the "Masta Bomb" (Chokeslam). As he lifts Golgotha up Profit runs up onto the mat, yelling vehemently on the ropes trying to get the refs attention. Masta P hits the finisher to the cheers of the crowd as the ref moves over to Profit. With the ref distracted, the European champ Austin Cain runs down the entrance ramp, sliding in under the bottom rope and laying Masta P out with his title. He drags the superstar over Golgotha's body as the ref turns and makes the count...
1... 2... 3... your winner and number one contender to the US title.. Golgotha!
Stanyer: 'Golgotha picks up the win in this hot match up but I'm surprised at the actions of Austin Cain'
Dawg: 'We might get a statement from him later on, but obviously he wasn't too happy about Masta P punking him out earlier on.'
Austin Cain looks rather proud of himself, trying to pat himself on the back as "Golgotha" By Embodyment plays over the arena, with the victor still looking stunned in the middle of the ring...
The camera cuts to Sandstorm who is backstage in the MoM locker room. He is watching Golgotha celebrating his win inside the ring. He hears a knock at the door and yells "Come in". The door opens and sure enough, Ted Tedison is standing there with the camera crew not far behind.
Sandstorm: You guys get quicker every week I'll give you that much.
Tedison: Sandstorm, we wanted your thoughts on the possibility of facing Golgotha next week on Havoc?
Sandstorm: What can I say Teddy, I lose tonight, then, well, I guess Golgotha will just have to take it away from Davey K next week.
Tedison: And if you win?
Sandstorm: Well, since Golgotha seems to be keen on throwing the threats towards me, then maybe I should send them back his way. If I win, then next week on Havoc, I will unleash the Rage of The Sahara on his ASS!!
Tedison: Sandstorm, I...........
Sandstorm: Listen, sorry guys, but I have to get to the ring for my match against Davey K, wish me luck.
Tedison: Good luck Sandstorm.
Sandstorm leaves in a hurry and snags a water bottle on his way out.
Tedison: He'll surely need it.
The camera fades out.
Davey K is backstage warming up for his match and the water guy is stood next to him giving advice
Water Guy: One for your country, one for the sergeant, one for the queen...
Davey K: Dude, your not helping, for a start this is not the Platoon or Full Metal Jacket, or whatever the hell you have been watching
Water Guy: What are you talking about, are you not aware of my military background
Davey K: Oh you mean the time, you spilt a jug of water over a soldier?
Water Guy: Erm, yeah there was that, but there was respect for me in his eyes.
Davey K: Respect? Dude! He shoved the jug down your pants and then threw you on the floor and called you a "freak"
Water Guy: There was respect in the air, between two war veterans
Davey K: He was a cadet!
Water Guy: Enough of this quizzing private...it is time for you to begin the gauntlet of water!
Davey K: What...*Davey K turns and looks down the corridor* Thank god, Masta P is here
Masta P: Sup guys?
Davey K: Hey man, do me a favour and sell the water guy, im sure we can get a couple of dollars.
Masta P: Sounds like a Pepsi each!
Water Guy: Sell me if you must, but do not spend my worth on the evil that is Pepsi.
Both men turn and look at the water guy, Masta P gives him a clip round the ear
Masta P: You must leave now, we have man chat to do.
Water Guy: If anyone wants me, ill be with the ladies.
Davey K: Yeah see you by the Icemaker dude
Water Guy: Damn how do they know I wont be with ladies.
The water guy sniffs his armpit, makes a disgusted face and runs off realising why the ladies avoid the water loving freak
Davey K: Man, I swear im either getting smarter or hes getting dumber
Masta P: Without a shadow of doubt in my mind, I can honestly say...you are NOT getting smarter
Davey K: Hmm
Masta P: So tonite you take on Sandstorm, you ready?
Davey K: Hell yeah Im ready, hey dude, sorry about you losing to Reverand Jackass out there
Masta P: Its cool, my time will come
Davey K: Well dont worry, 'cause tonite the Playaz Club will be celebrating. Its been too long since Davey K has had gold around his waist, and tonight thats all going to change when I get my hands on the U.S title! I mean, Sandstorm has to be one of the biggest freaks round here. I mean we have some freaks, but a walking Sand Dune is not very scary. Have you noticed how when you walk down the beach, you usually see dog crap, that would explain why the guy stinks. Well tonite im going to be the tide that wipes away the sand!
Masta P: Dude? The tide that wipes away the sand?
Davey K: Ok, ive been watching a lot of 80's wrestling. What you wanna do Masta P is ask yourself - what ya gonna do bruuuther when Daveamania ru...
Masta P: Oh you stop, you stop right there!
Davey K: Ok sorry, ive already forgotten about LMS, that was a disappointment but Im ready, im ready to bring the Bling to the Playaz Club.
Masta P: Yeah, speaking of LMS, Sabre has been whinging about your title shot tonight.
Davey K: Sabre, the little thundercat loving bitch that poked me in the face to beat me. Well, I guess that the PWF has recognised real talent at last and given me a shot at the U.S Title, Ill make that belt look good. And dude get the champagne ready, as the Playaz Club will be celebrating.
Davey turns to warm up further when the water guy comes running in
Water Guy: Right, I know u told me to leave, but! Ive had a thought, your facing Sandstorm, hes half sand, ill throw a whole load of water over him and turn him into a mushy waste!
Davey considers this and looks at the water guy quizzically
Masta P: Yeeeeah, this is why you two shouldn't be left alone to talk, water guy go and play in the road, and Davey just get ready for your match.
Davey K: Yeah water guy, that idea was crazy.
Davey turns to water guy and whispers "Bring a bucket of water and we'll talk later"
Masta P: What did you say to him?
Davey K: Nothing......
Stanyer: Masta P dissappointed with his loss, but I'm sure he'll make sure Austin Cain knows about it.
Dawg: Perhaps he just doesn't have what it takes.
Stanyer: That would surprise me, I certainly don't believe it.
Dawg: Anyway, I still think Sabre should be in this match, not Davey K.
Stanyer: Think what you like, the boss made his decision and stuck by it, and we should get a great match out of it.
Report: Davey and Sandstorm circle around the ring, both men are favoured heavily by the loud crowd in Anaheim. Carlton Rock rings the bell and the two men close in and a few words are exchanged, there is a sporting slap of hands and then the two break away and circle around before tieing up in the centre of the ring. Sandstorm immediately snaps out into a hammerlock. Davey looks for the elbow, but Sandstorm pulls his head back. Davey then skillfully twists himself out of the hammerlock and puts Sandstorm into an arm wrench. Davey delivers a couple of martial arts style kicks to Storm's solar plexus and then goes for a short-arm clothesline, but Sandstorm cleverly ducks underneath and locks in a waistlock. Davey looks for an escape, but Sandstorm hammers him with two stiff forearms across his back and then he ducks under Davey's arm to lift him up and then plants him with a perfect High Angle Back Drop. Davey gets up favouring his back and walks into a stiff right from Sandstorm, which leaves him rocking. Storm follows up with two more right hands and then sends Davey to the ropes. Sandstorm knocks Davey on his back with a perfect Flying Dropkick. Davey starts to get up to his feet, but is checking his jaw as he does so. Sandstorm holds both arms out to the crowd who give the US champ a very appreciative reaction. Sandstorm goes back in to attack Davey, but he leaves his guard down for a moment and the Playa flashes in with a big right hand, which leaves the US champ momentarily stunned. Davey hits two quick right hands and then whips him to the ropes, he then smashes Sandstorm clean across the jaw with a Reverse Elbow. Sandstorm immediately starts to get to his feet, but as he does so, he takes a few kicks to the head and body. Sandstorm explodes on Davey and shoulder charges him into the corner. He then backs it up with three more shoulder blocks and then a quick uppercut. Davey is gripping his gut when Sandstorm goes to whip him to the opposite turnbuckle. However Davey reverses and pulls Sandstorm back into a gut kick. Davey then goes for a DDT, but as he does so, Storm quickly grabs his arm and twists himself behind Davey and quickly hooks the head and then plants him with a Diving Reverse DDT. Sandstorm then goes for the first cover of the contest. .1 2 Davey gets his left shoulder off the canvas. Sandstorm mounts Davey and delivers some rapid fire right hands before dragging Davey to his feet. Sandstorm then whips Davey to the ropes and then goes for a Hiptoss, but Davey lands on his feet and then drills Sandstorm with a knee to the gut. Leaving him doubled over, Davey comes off the ropes and then smashes Sandstorm in the side of the head with a Running Knee. Davey now attempts a cover. 1 .2 .. Sandstorm gets his shoulder up.
Stanyer: It's back and forth between the champion and challenger so far. It'll be a very close contest this one.
Dawg: I don't doubt it, still I fancy Sandstorm to squeeze out the win, although I can't really think why.
Stanyer: Perhaps because you hate Davey K that much?
Dawg: That might be it, or, it could be .. nah, actually, that is the reason.
Davey pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and then holds him as he delivers a few hard knees to his gut. Davey then hooks Sandstorm around the head and delivers a Russian Leg Sweep. Davey is quick to his feet and runs off the ropes and then delivers a Leg Drop. He then motions into a cover. 1 ..2 .. Sandstorm kicks out. Davey pulls Sandstorm up and then throws him into the corner. He moves in and unleashes a volley of right hands, each crashing heavily into Sandstorm's face. Sandstorm is knocked down to the mat, where Davey changes and begins to stomp away instead. He finishes by driving his knee into Storms face. He then pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and boots him in the gut to set up a lightning fast Snap Suplex, followed by a quick float-over into a cover. .1 2 . Sandstorm kicks out. Davey pulls him up to his feet and lifts him up onto his shoulder before dumping him on the top turnbuckle. Davey climbs up and looks ready to deliver a Superplex, when Sandstorm blocks it, and then he lifts him up and throws him chest and face first into the canvas. Davey bounces back up and staggers around as Sandstorm climbs to his feet and then as soon as Davey faces him, he dives off with a Flying Cross Body, landing on Davey with a pin. ..1 .2 . Davey kicks out. Sandstorm pulls Davey up, but he comes back with a shoulder to the gut, then a second and then Davey stands up and hits Sandstorm with three quick jabs and then sends him to the ropes. Davey lowers his head too early and Sandstorm kicks him square in the head. Storm then goes for a clothesline, but Davey lowers his head again and quickly plants Sandstorm with a Spinebuster. Davey then gets to his feet, shaking off the effects of Sandstorms brief comeback. He pulls Storm to his feet and then he quickly boots him in the gut and then drives his head into the mat with the Pimpin' Bomb (Evenflow DDT). Sandstorm lies with his head at an unusual angle as Davey drives an elbow into his heart and then presses Sandstorm's head down as he covers. .1 2 .. Sandstorm just gets his shoulder up in time.
Stanyer: Davey has taken control of this match, but will he be able to wrest the US Title from the grasp of Sandstorm?
Dawg: Well if he continues to wrestle like he is doing, not a chance in hell.
Stanyer: What's that supposed to mean?
Dawg: Told you, I don't like Davey, I don't need to explain why.
Stanyer: I don't remember you being Sandstorm's biggest fan either.
Dawg: It's a matter of who I hate more.
Davey pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and then sends him into the ropes. Davey then goes for the Davey-K-O (Sweet Chin Music), but Sandstorm sidesteps and then he grabs Davey and sends him flying through the air with a Release German Suplex. Both men stay down as Carlton Rock administers the usual ten count. Both men struggle up to their feet and the ref stops counting around 8. Sandstorm strikes first, connecting with a quick right hand. Davey comes back with a right hand of his own, they break into a rapid fire exchange of right hands which Sandstorm comes out the surprise victor and then whips Davey to the ropes where he levels him with a left arm clothesline. Davey gets to his feet and when he regains his senses, he charges aggressively at Sandstorm, but the US champ ducks and then lifts a surprised Davey onto his shoulders and then brings him back down to earth with the awesome "Mummification". (Rack Pancake) Sandstorm goes for the cover. ..1 2 .Davey just kicks out. Sandstorm pulls Davey to his feet and hits him with a couple of quick right hands. Davey suddenly lashes out with a hard right hand which takes Sandstorm by surprise. Davey then goes to whip Sandstorm to the ropes, but he reverses and then Sandstorm sends Davey sailing through the air with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Sandstorm moves in for the cover. ..1 ..2 .. Davey kicks out. Sandstorm begins to climb the turnbuckle as Davey begins to get to his feet. Sandstorm dives off with a Missile Dropkick, but Davey moves out of the way, unfortunately, the dumb referee is in the way and takes the move full in the face.
Dawg: What an idiot, he could see Sandstorm climbing to the top rope, why didn't he get out of the way?
Stanyer: Well, they are paid to referee, unfortunately, they are not required to be intelligent.
Dawg: When the gWo finally takes over, they will make sure that all referees working in the PWF are intelligent, and don't wonder into the way of top rope moves.
Sandstorm stares at the referee for a moment, forgetting about Davey K, who waits for him to spin around and then boots him in the gut and then hits the Playaz Push (X-Factor). Davey hooks the leg back, but then remembers the referee is out and goes to see how he is doing, but the guy is out of it. Davey pulls Sandstorm up to his feet and signals for the Superstar Slam (Pedigree), he hooks both legs, but Sandstorm counters out with a Back Body Drop. Sandstorm waits for Davey to get up and then hooks him up and drives him into the mat with The Mirage (Cradle DDT). Sandstorm goes for the cover, but just like Davey, he forgets the ref is out. Sandstorm goes over and shakes the referee, trying to get him to come around, but without much luck.
Suddenly we are taken backstage, Sabre comes into shot carrying a steel chair, he seems to be heading for the ring when he stops in front of a monitor, he stares in shock, because someone else is already on his way down the ramp, Golgotha and his trademark Golden Bible!!!
We quickly cut back to the ring, Golgotha gets into the ring behind Sandstorm and then holds the bible in his hands. Sandstorm turns around and Golgotha shockingly levels Sandstorm with the Golden Bible, he then drags Davey K on top of Sandstorm. The crowd are stunned for a moment, but as Golgotha leaves the ring and begins to walk up the ramp, the crowd finally begin to boo him, but his exit is swift. Referee Carlton Rock is finally beginning to come around and he sees Davey covering Sandstorm. Amidst the crowds boo, he makes a very slow count. 1 .2 .3!!!!
Stanyer: I can't believe it, I just can't believe Golgotha has turned on his leader.
Dawg: He didn't just turn on his leader, he turned on what many people thought was his best friend!!
Stanyer: I guess their friendship just ended, and the question is, what will it do to the Methods of Mayhem?
Dawg: Who knows? We can't forget what else has just happened though.
Stanyer: Of course, Davey K is now the US champion, although under bizarre circumstances. Normally the crowd would be going wild celebrating Davey's win, instead it's a surreal silence. They just can't believe what they just saw.
Dawg: I don't see why, if you ask me, it's been coming, Golgotha has been unhappy for a long time, perhaps Sandstorm's comments at the PPV were the final straw, the last nail in the coffin.
Stanyer: You could very well be right, we will try and get hold of Golgotha before the night is out.
We go backstage where Golgotha is pacing down the corridor, suddenly Ted Tedision comes running up to him.
Tedison: "Golgotha, Golgotha, can we have a quick word, why did you attack. Umph .."
Golgotha simply pushes Tedison into the wall and carries on walking.
Stanyer: I guess Golgotha isn't in a very talkative mood right now. Well we are moments away from our main event
Dawg: Hey, isn't that POD?
Stanyer: That's Canadian Kaos's new music, they aren't scheduled next?
Dawg: They are coming out here regardless!!
The Arena goes quiet when Messenjah by P.O.D hits and the still Hardcore Tag Team Champs Canadian Kaos walk out with of course Haylee. The crowd boos as Grimm and Hanibal taunt them until they get to the ring where they grab a mic from the annoucing table
Grimm:lets see if I can do this old school still ....... C... K ...In ...Da ....House !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crowd Boos
Grimm:Ah what the hell do you know you're just a bunch of dumb fans who don't know talent if it came up and bit you in your ass! Now We proved who was the more supieror tag team at LMS..CK! GoW you learned that it doesn't matter if it's a regular tag match, a hardcore match or an Extreme match Canadian Kaos will always come out on top .............1...........2..........3!
Hanibal: Now that we've beaten you were moving on to bigger and better things...Rumble In The Bronx....The Unification Tag Match where we beat those Brutal Force babies like we have before and become the first PWF Unified Tag Team Champs! Now Can You Handle That Ass Wipes!?
As Grimm and Hanibal taunt the crowd after there words about the Unification Tournament, they are suddenly interupted by.....
As Grimm and Hanibal taunt the crowd after there words about the Unification Tournament, they are suddenly interupted by Saliva's Click Click Boom. THe crowd erupts as Alexander and Kull walk out onto the entrance ramp. Both men and sporting open stitches from their wounds from Last Man Standing. Alexander has a mic, and both men have extremely enraged looks on their faces.
Alexander: So you've decided that our little game is over? Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this is far from over. You see we thought we hated you because you were Canadian, we did some thinking after our match and....
Kull stops Alexander from finishing, and asks for the mic. Alexander hands Kull the mic.
Kull: and we realized something very, very important. We don't hate you just because your Canadian. We hate everything about you, from the way you talk, to the dirty shit staind panties your whore runs around in. You see this isn't about the United States or Canadian this is about the Gods of War and Canadian Kaos, about Alexander and Kull and Grimm and Hanibal.
Kull hands Alexander the mic back and Grimm raises the mic to his mouth, but before he can talk Alexander cuts him off as the Gods of War walk down the ramp.
Alexander: Here's the big thing, you guys are forgeting that we don't like to end things on a bad note. A bad note to use is losing a cheap way to 2 dickless wonders, with the world's record holder for the largest space between her legs. So we have yet to lose a match to you guys that has not involved some sort of interference from your whore or the Cult of Shadows. With the Unification Tournament looming around the corner, we are gonna go as far as to make a couple of guarantees.
Alexander and Kull reach the floor right in front of the ring. Alexander hands the mic to Kull.
Kull: We guarantee that we will take the Hardcore Tag Titles off your hands before Rumble in the Bronx. We are also guaranteeing that We will Unify the Tag Titles at Rumble in the Bronx. And finally, but certainly not the least, We guarantee that we are gonna kick your asses tonight...
Accompanied by a loud cheer, Alexander and Kull slide into the ring and an exchange of right hands begins between the four men. At first Alexander and Kull get the upper hand with Alexander knocking Hanibal out of the ring. Both men then deliver a Double Powerbomb to Grimm. They begin to celebrate their mini-victory of Canadian Kaos when Hanibal returns with a Steel Chair. The Gods of War do not see it coming and take clean shots to the back. Hanibal then lays out Alexander with a shot to the head. He then drops the chair on the mat and scoops up Kull and then hits the Hardcore Hangover (Rikishi Driver) onto the steel chair. Grimm scrapes his way to his feet and it is the turn of Canadian Kaos to celebrate.
Stanyer: Canadian Kaos have taken out the Gods of War, I guess they didn't think their plan through right.
Dawg: Right idea, wrong execution.
Stanyer: There's a commotion in the crowd . Someone's heading to the ring.
Dawg: Who is it?
Two men leap over the barricade, the fans seem to recognise them, and give them a surprisingly loud cheer.
Stanyer: That's Down Under Xpress!!!! Brod and LJ!!! They used to be in SEW.
Dawg: I've heard of them, but this is the first time I've seen them, what are they here for?
Brod grabs a steel chair, LJ rolls into the ring and picks up the steel chair that Hanibal used. Canadian Kaos have no idea what is happening, they seem to think the crowd is cheering for them. They turn around and realise their mistake, unfortunately they are not awake long enough to remember much of it as DUX smash their chairs over CK's heads. Brod and LJ then climb the turnbuckle and raise their chairs to the cheering crowd.
Stanyer: The PWF has just made one outstanding signing.
Dawg: That's a hell of a way to make a first impression if you ask me, Canadian Kaos won't forget them in a hurry.
Stanyer: No they won't. We'll be back after the commercial break with tonights big main event.
Report: The match starts out with Gambino trying to coax MVD into the ring, however MVD seems happy to remain on the apron while Cossak Joe starts out the match. Gambino looks towards Homicide and Law, the big man from Boston simply nods, while Law seems to say something to Gambino, and then gets in the ring as Gambino steps through the ropes. Law and Cossak circle around the ring and then tie up. Cossak promptly pushes Law halfway across the ring in what is nothing more than a show of brute force. Cossak laughs at Law as he gets to his feet and dusts himself off. Law challenges Cossak for a 2nd tieup. Cossak laughs and then prepares for it, however Law fakes it and quickly dropkicks Cossak across the knees. Cossak manages to hold his feet, but he reaches down and grabs his knee. Law wastes no time and rolls the Russian up in a Small Package. 1 .2 .. Cossak powers out. Both get to their feet and Law ducks an attempted clothesline from Cossak and then runs to the ropes and then sails through the air to take Cossak down with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Law rolls to his corner and tags in Homicide. There is a massive pop from the crowd as the LMS winner gets into the ring. Cossak Joe has made his way to the gWo corner and tags in Wowbowski, who is a little reluctant to get into the ring, but does so albeit slowly. Homicide beckons Wowbowski for a collar and elbow tieup. They circle for a moment and then tie up, both men weight almost the same and they try to push each other back, but neither can do it and they break the tie up, with Wowbowski promptly slapping Homicide across the face a split second later. Homicide's face turned to the side from the slap and he holds it their, touches the part of his face where he was slapped and then looks at his open palm, before exploding with a Haymaker which levels the Russian. Wowbowski scrambles to his feet, but Homicide unleashes on him a volley of right hands and then sends him to the ropes where the smashes him down with a stiff clothesline. Homicide raises both arms in the air, telling Wowbowski to get to his feet. Homicide then lifts him up in the air with a Military Press and then aggressively throws him into the gWo corner and then points at MVD. Wowbowski suddenly tags MVD, who wasn't offering his hand for a tag, but is now the legal man. MVD appears worried for a moment, but then puts on his usual confident face and steps through the ropes. There is an exchange of words between the two men, then MVD goes up to Homicide and they go chest to chest. MVD then goes right up to Homicide's face and does a two thumb taunt. Homicide doesn't react, he just stares at MVD.
Stanyer: This is what we were hoping for.
Dawg: You mean you were hoping for.
Stanyer: Don't you want to see these two get it on?
Dawg: Yes - at BP3. Tonight is a mute point.
Stanyer: Suit yourself, I'd like to see them get it on every night.
Dawg: That would just get boring.
Homicide goes for a big right hand, but MVD seemed to be expecting it and ducks it and quickly takes the big man down with a Drop Toe Hold. MVD then waits as Homicide gets to his feet and goes for a Spinning Heel Kick, but Homicide ducks it and then he levels MVD with a stiff clothesline across the back of his head. Homicide pulls MVD up and then grabs him by the throat and angrily tosses him into the corner. Homicide then comes in with hard head and body shots before he whips MVD with some force into the opposite corner, so hard that MVD hits the turnbuckle and ends up flipping upside down and going over the top rope and crashing down on the floor, and finally rolling into the announcers table. Homicide gets out of the ring and goes after MVD. He drags him to his feet and then slams him face first into the announcers table and then follows it up with a quick right hand. Homicide then lifts MVD up and drops him chest first on the table. Gambino and Law are on their way around the ring to lend Homicide a hand, but they are intercepted by the referee, Mark Johnson, who orders them back to their corner. Meanwhile, behind the refs back, Cossak Joe and Wowbowski sneak up on Homicide and Cossak levels him with a clothesline. They pull him to his feet and then lift him up and deliver a Double Flapjack. Mark Johnson has managed to get Law & Gambino to go to their corners, but then he sees the Russians stomping down Homicide and runs across to send them to their corners. Meanwhile, MVD rolls Homicide into the ring and then begins to climb the turnbuckle as the Boston native is getting to his feet. MVD flies off and levels Homicide with a picture perfect Spinning Wheel Kick. MVD then goes for a cover. ..1 ..2 . Gambino breaks up the count. MVD pulls Homicide up and holds him as Wowbowski tags in and then clubs Homicide across the back. Wowbowski then whips Homicide hard into the corner and then as he staggers out, he floors him with a Big Boot. Wowbowski goes for the cover. .1 .2 . Law breaks up the count. Wowbowski pulls Homicide up and drags him over to the gWo corner. He tags in Cossak Joe, and then the two hook up Homicide and deliver a Double Russian Leg Sweep. Cossak covers as Wowbowski steps out of the ring. .1 2 . Homicide kicks out this time.
Stanyer: The gWo are showing their usual tag team skill and organisation. Isolate one wrestler and then beat him down, using quick tags to keep everyone fresh.
Dawg: It's worked for many years, for many great tag teams, why change a working tactic?
Stanyer: Well, for a team like Law, Gambino & Homicide, who've never tagged together before, they don't have the organisation, or the familiarity that the gWo have, hence they are not going to team up quite as well as they would if they'd been teaming for 6 months, or in the gWo's case, 18 months.
Dawg: Which will be the precise reason why the gWo are going to win this match, quite easily in fact.
Stanyer: You can never quite be so sure.
Cossak tags in MVD and then holds Homicide down so MVD can slingshot over the top rope and deliver a Leg Drop and then hook the leg for a cover. ..1 .2 . Homicide kicks out. MVD pulls him up and throws him throat first onto the bottom rope. MVD then uses his knee to lean into Homicide's neck, choking him on the rope. MVD then leaves Homicide and walks over to Gambino and says something to him and does a two thumb taunt. Gambino angrily comes through the ropes and goes after MVD, but Mark Johnson blocks his path. While the ref is distracted, Cossak drops to the floor and then begins to choke Homicide some more. Wowbowski then delivers a Leg Drop to the back of Homicide's head, slingshotting him up in the air, holding his throat, and he rolls into the middle of the ring. MVD goes for a cover, but he doesn't realise that Law is on the top rope behind him, and Law sails off and crash lands on MVD's back with a perfect Swanton Bomb. Mark Johnson sees Law and orders him to leave the ring, which he is happy to do. Homicide is beginning to crawl towards his corner, which the crowd are going crazy for. MVD is just trying to get to his feet. Homicide stretches and manages to tag in Gambino. He comes in like a house on fire and he starts laying into MVD with hard right hands, he sends him to the ropes and then smashes him down with a clothesline. Cossak gets into the ring, but Gambino clotheslines him down and then floors Wowbowski with a straight right hand. The crowd are going crazy as MVD staggers to his feet. Gambino kicks MVD in the gut and sets him up for a Double Arm DDT, Wowbowski looks like he is about to break it up, but Law slingshots off the top rope and takes the Russian over with a Flying Headscissors. Gambino then plants MVD with the Double Arm DDT. Homicide is back in the ring, although he is not fully back to his senses. He goes after Cossak and levels him with a clothesline. Gambino is covering MVD. 1 2 . Wowbowski breaks it up, but immediately Law takes him down with a Jumping Heel Kick to the back of his head. Homicide is showing off his impressive strength by lifting Cossak into the air with a Military Press, and then plants him with Intentional Homicide. (Body Press Front Slam). Gambino has MVD and tries to hit the Gambino Facebuster, but is elbowed out of it. Law has Wowbowski on the top rope and hits a Frankensteiner.
Stanyer: Things are not looking good for the gWo at the moment.
Dawg: Not at the moment, but they are now!!!
Camera cuts to the entrance, where Sabre is making his way down the ramp armed with a steel chair.
Stanyer: I guess Sabre is still pissed about not getting a match tonight, so much so that he couldn't resist interfering.
Dawg: He should have been given a match, it would have saved a lot of trouble.
As Sabre is making his way down the ramp, Davey K & Masta P come running out behind him. Davey is the quicker runner and he catches up with Sabre and rips the chair from his hands. Davey tries to hit Sabre with the chair, but he ducks it and kicks Davey in the gut, we don't know what he was planning next as Masta P clubs him across the back and then he and Davey double clothesline him, sending him crashing into the steel. Back in the ring, Gambino and the referee are distracted by what is happening on the outside, when Gambino turns back to MVD, he takes a cheap low blow. MVD then School Boy's Gambino, Mark Johnson goes for the count. ..1 2 .. Gambino just kicks out in time. MVD rolls out of the ring and then grabs the PWF World Title. Davey is quick to move and he heads over towards MVD and grabs his foot as he gets back in the ring and drags him back out. MVD swings the title at him, but Davey ducks it and MVD walks straight into a right hand from Masta P, who has made his way around as well. MVD spins into a right hand from Davey K, the two then exchange right hands back and forth. Suddenly, down the ramp comes Austin Cain. Masta P sees him and heads straight for him, leaving Davey to MVD, who is hitting him with right hands. Gambino is back to his feet and looking around for MVD, he sees Davey beating him on the outside, but then he is seeing stars, Sabre is back and with a vengeance. He gave Gambino a vile chair shot to the back of the head. Homicide reacts to this and then aggressively throws Sabre over the top rope. Referee Mark Johnson is waving his arms about, trying to stop the chaos, but he can do nothing.
Stanyer: This has gotten totally out of hand, the match looks like it's been thrown out, but the ring is turning into a warzone.
Suddenly, more people begin to come running down from the back, Sandstorm and Bloodbath enter the ring. They target the various gWo members. Suddenly, Silas Parish makes a run down the ramp. Law Hiyabusa is in the corner taking punches from Cossak when Sandstorm drags Cossak away and begins to hit him with right hands. Silas Parish runs up the top rope and grabs Law and then hits the Jaw Dropper (Diamond Dust). Parish then begins to beat down Law Hiyabusa, until Bloodbath interuppts him.
Dawg: Come on!!! This is like 2 to 1 against the gWo!!! They've had one man fired, how are they expected to survive?
Stanyer: How it should be if you ask me.
Masta P and Austin Cain are taking their individual fight into the crowd, who are loving it. Suddenly we hear a loud gasp from the crowd and we return to the ring, Sabre is back(again), and this time he has brought the great equalizer, a Sledgehammer. With one shot he takes out Davey K, and then rolls into the ring. A 2nd shot hits Homicide across the small of his back. Sandstorm takes a heavy blow to the gut, Bloodbath takes a big swing to his gut, but the big shot is saved for Gambino, who takes a heavy shot to the head, busting him open. Parish then hits the Downfall on Law before leaving the ring, probably to get out of Sabre's way.
Dawg: Oh yeah!!! Sabre just cleaned house!!!
Stanyer: With that one, deadly weapon, Sabre has taken out 4 men!!
MVD has regained his senses and Sabre seems to be shouting to him about something. He points to Davey. MVD smiles and then brings Davey K into the ring. MVD holds Davey down on the mat while Sabre raises the hammer over his head and then drives in into Davey K's knee. You can hear him scream in pain, but Sabre seems to enjoy him screaming. Two more vile shots to the same knee later and Davey K has curled up into a ball, cradling his injured knee. The four remaining members of the gWo, despite taking a heavy beating, assemble in the middle of the ring, over the surely injured Davey K.
Stanyer: Diabolical, absolutely diabolical, that's the best description I can give for what the gWo have just done.
Dawg: It's all Davey K deserved and more.
Stanyer: This brawl could very well start a war, the gWo have just taken out one of the most popular members of the PWF locker room. That is not going to be taken lightly.
Dawg: They can bring it if they want, and they will end up just like Davey K is now, a bloody, beaten man.
Stanyer: We are out of time folks, Sorry to cut you short, but we're running over as it is, we'll have more on this next week, thanks for watching!!