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Corel Centre
Onatario, Canada
Saturday 12th July 2003
Attendance: 17,439
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to Saturday Night Havoc!!!!
Poppa: We have some card for you tonight folks, an Extreme Title match, a title unification match, a PWF Title match, and of course, the big #1 contenders fatal 4 way match!!!
Stanyer: It's almost like a mini-PPV tonight.
Poppa: Here's a quick rundown of tonight's card.
Masta P & MVD v Sandstorm & Johnny Lang
LJ v Grimm
Krimson v Homicide
Extreme Title Match - Shane Ballard v Suicide
US Title Match - Rex Idol v Golgotha
PWF Title Match - Sabre v Zion
Battle Royal for #1 Contender - Davey K v Gambino v Splinter v Nightshade
Stanyer: And we're kicking things off with our opening Tag Team Contest. The VERY strange team of Masta P and MVD take on the also strange team of Sandstorm & Jonny Lang.
Poppa: Hard to believe that anyone would willingly team up with Jonny Lang.
Stanyer: Noone ever said he did .
Poppa: I don't think MVD will ever forgive him for what he did at Destiny.
Stanyer: And I don't think the fans are going to let him forget either. I'm puzzled at how anyone would want to team up Masta P & MVD, last I remember, they were long time enemies!!!
Poppa: Hey, did I book the card? No, I thought you had a say in these matters?
Stanyer: Head of Talent Relations you fool, not Head of the Booking team.
Poppa: Man, you really are doing a bad job .
Credit: Solo
Report: Masta P and Sandstorm start the match out trash talking while Johnny Lang flirts over toward MVD's corner. Sandstorm tries to get a cheap shot in at Masta P, but he dodges it and sends a right hand toward Sandstorm. Sandstorm stunned by the counter-offense from Masta P, tries to take the low road by poking Masta P in the eyes. Masta P now blinded for a short length is taken down by Sandstorm. Sandstorm follows with some mounted punches to the forehead. The Referee tells Sandstorm to keep the fist open. Sandstorm gets up to his feet and tags in his partner Lang. Excited to be in the ring with Masta P, Lang swiftly approaches Masta P looking him over. Masta P gets his sight back to see a waiting Lang standing over him. Masta P jumps to his feet freaked out and tags his partner, MVD. Lang blows a kiss over to MVD, which sparks him to charge Lang full throttled. Lang side steps MVD and taps him on the butt. MVD jumps in shock. Turning around, MVD kicks Lang in the head sending him to the mat.
Stanyer: Seems MVD and Masta P has a common enemy in Johnny Lang.
Poppa: I would have said a common admirer, but you're entitled your own opinion.
Lang slow to his feet is met with another kick to the head sending him back to the mat. MVD then does his two-thumb pose and then runs to the opposite side of the ring springing himself off the rope hitting a rolling thunder on Lang. MVD quickly attempts a pin fall on Lang, but Lang wisely puts his foot on the rope. MVD wastes no time and tags Masta P back in. Masta P makes a b-line after Lang, but Lang had tagged in Sandstorm while he was getting in the ring. Sandstorm levels Masta P to the mat with a Clothesline. He follows up with a leg drop on Masta P head. Masta P rolls around holding his head as the crowd boos at Sandstorm. Sandstorm gets to this feet waiting for Masta P to get to his feet as well. Once to his feet, Masta P is sent into his opponent's corner where Lang starts to lick his chops, but Sandstorm charges in at Masta P with a Body Splash. Masta P flops to the mat as Sandstorm tags in Lang. The crowd doesn't like what they are about to see as Lang smiles.
Stanyer: He wouldn't dare? He wouldn't dare do a Bronco Buster on Masta P?
Poppa: If you must know Stanyer, yes he would. He would dare to do it all day long!
Stanyer: I would believe it, but come on not in jammed packed arena?
Poppa: Why not? I bet Lang is one of those who like public performance!
Lang charges in at Masta P, but Masta P moves out of the way forcing Lang to put the breaks on. Lang turns around to meet a boot to the face from Masta P. Masta P picks up Lang and whips him into the corner, then follows behind smashing Lang with a clothesline. Lang stunned and dazed stands in the corner out of it. Masta P winds up and smacks Lang across the chest with a Back Edge Chop. The crowd shouts out with a WOOOHOOOO, while Lang screams holding his chest. Masta P winds up again smacking Lang chest again, this time Lang only holds his chest. Masta P does it again, but this time Lang moans as if he liked it, then begins to beg Masta P to do it again. Masta P winds up doing it again, but this time he nails Lang with an Elbow to the face. Sandstorm tired of the games tries to attack Masta P from behind but is leveled by him and sent to the floor. MVD jumps down and attacks Sandstorm on the outside. The Referee tries to regain control, but gets knocked down to the mat by Lang. On the outside MVD lands a Leg Drop on Sandstorm from the apron.
Stanyer: Looks like this is going to turn into a brawl instead of a match.
Poppa: Just so long as they don't come using our table I don't have a problem.
Stanyer: I agree we lost more tables the past year from brawls than you dancing on them.
Poppa: What's wrong with my dancing?
Stanyer: Nothing. I was
Poppa: Oh so now you're saying I am fat! Just because your jealous doesn't mean you can criticize others.
Masta P sends Lang to the outside along with himself with a clothesline. MVD and Sandstorm still going at it only now they are using chairs. Sandstorm catches MVD off guard with a low blow allowing him to grab the chair. MVD turns around and gets leveled by a massive chair shot to the head. Masta P keeps the assault on Lang going until he was leveled from behind by Sandstorm. Masta P tries to get back up, but is nailed again by Sandstorm. MVD finally gets back to his feet and rolls into the ring as the ref regains conscious. Lang notices MVD in the ring rolls in to meet him. MVD catches Lang with a boot to the back as he gets in the ring. MVD helps Lang to his feet only to whip him into the corner. Sandstorm slides in the ring with a chair in hand. Before Sandstorm could use the chair Masta P pulls it out of his hands. Sandstorm surprised to see Masta P standing dodges the chair as it hits MVD. MVD falls face first into Lang's lower extremities. The crowd starts up a chant. Masta P shrugs off the miss shot to try and hit Sandstorm, but the Referee has regained his consciousness and pulls the chair from Masta P hands. Sandstorm catches Masta P as he turns around with the Anubis Driver (Burning Hammer), then follows with a covering pin attempt using the ropes for leverage. The Referee starts counting not seeing Sandstorm's foot on the ropes. 1 2 3
Stanyer: MVD is not going to be please to find out what just happen.
Poppa: Although, Lang is probably thinking he is in heaven right about now.
Stanyer: Not to mention he lost the match as well.
Poppa: That sort of stuff happens. You need to learn to live with defeat.
Stanyer: Yeah, but Sandstorm cheated to win.
Poppa: Yet the Ref didn't see it, so it still counts as a lost for MVD and Masta P, and a win for Lang and Sandstorm.
Cameras cut to the backstage area as Sabre walks down a hallway, drinking a bottle of water. Just as he reaches the door to his locker room, PWF's roving reporter Ted Tedison intercepts him. Sabre looks Ted up and down with a look of dimsay before opening up his mouth...
Sabre: "What."
Tedison: "Well, I was just wondering... scratch that, the PWF is wondering about who you'll pick for your opponent for End of the World."
Sabre: "What a great question. If I had the time, I'd slap you around and make you think up a better question by lowering your head down a toilet and flushing... but seeing as you've caught The Man in the middle of something, I'll have to give you the skinny... NO, I'm not telling you just yet. But I'll give you some quick clues because to be honest, it's about time I stopped fooling around with this thing... Firstly, it's going to be someone who works just as hard as I do when it comes to workrate, not some featherweight who calls it quits when the stakes are down. Secondly... this guy isn't a former World champ, he's a current roster member..."
Sabre strokes his chin for a second...
Sabre: "And he doesn't know that I've picked him yet. Tedison, you'll have to wait until next week just like everyone else because THAT is when I'll be revealing all."
A surprising pop from the arena at the notion, and Tedison looks a little taken back...
Poppa: "Woah!!! We'll find out next week who'll face Sabre at End of the World!"
Tedison: "Okay, okay... so what about some of the comments that Homicide is making? They're pretty damning."
Sabre: "Homicide is and always will be a man who has to act big to amplify his pitiful wrestling skill. He might be able to stomp and bash the typical redneck rassler into a puddle of blood and guts, but in case you haven't noticed Tedison, I'm not the type of PWF superstar to take things lying down. If Homicide even makes it to the End of the World finals, I'll be sure to make him my bitch. How's that for damning?"
A big 'ooooo' from the crowd at the remark, and Tedison simply backs off as Sabre bares his teeth in a smile before heading into his locker room and closing the door behind him. Cameras cut back to the announce table with Stanyer and Big Poppa...
Stanyer: "Big news for next week right there!"
Poppa: "Well Stanyer, I thought it was pretty obvious who he picked."
Stanyer: "Enlighten me, oh great one."
Poppa: "Me, naturally."
Stanyer: "Yeah, I'm sure PWF fans want to see that cluster again."
Poppa: "Well I think that regardless, he's going to pick someone rad. Paptising will ensue, that's for sure."
Stanyer: "And how about that 'bitch' comment from Sabre? I don't think that's healthy."
Poppa: "Homicide ain't really someone to address, let alone poke fun at, but Sabre isn't someone you make an enemy of, either."
Stanyer: Indeed not, but it's now time for our next contest, as LJ get's set to take on Grimm. Who appears to have now joined Golgoth'a little group.
Poppa: What a weird lot they are, something is going to have to be done about them
Credit: Pelican
Report: LJ and Grimm tie up in the centre of the ring, LJ snaps Grimm into the headlock, but is promptly pushed off into the ropes where Grimm snaps him over with a hiptoss. LJ rolls through to his feet and immediately goes back on the offensive, catching Grimm with a low martial arts kick to the gut. He then tries a high kick, but Grimm catches it and sweeps LJ's legs from underneath him and then drops an elbow drop on his chest. He drops down and goes for a cover. 1 LJ quickly kicks out. Grimm pulls LJ up and pushes him towards the corner and gives him a few right hands but LJ slides underneath one and in a flash the two positions are reversed and it is LJ who is pounding Grimm down into the corner. LJ whips Grimm towards the opposite corner and then runs and connects with a Tiger Wall Flip.
Poppa: Ooooh! LJ's must have been watching is Japanese Wrestling tapes
Stanyer: Classic Tiger Mask that move, wonder if he's learnt any more of his moves?
LJ takes the surprised Grimm down with a Snapmare and then in the spine. As Grimm writhes in pain, LJ drags him down for a cover. .1 .2 .. Grimm easily kicks out. LJ pulls him up, but gets caught with a punch to the gut, and then is planted with a stunning Snap Suplex. Grimm paces around for a moment, and then hits a perfect Leg Drop before hooking the leg for a cover. .1 ..2 LJ also kicks out quite easily. Grimm leaps up to the top rope while LJ climbs to his feet, and then takes to the air with a perfect Missile Dropkick. Grimm shows off for the fans a little, and then he goes for the cover. .1 .2 . LJ kicks out without too much trouble.
Stanyer: Showing off to the fans was an error on Grimm's part.
Poppa: Seems out of character for a man of his experience really.
Stanyer: Indeed, you'd expect him to know better.
Grimm pulls LJ to his feet and knees him in the gut, he then throws him to the outside, right next to ArchAngel. Grimm then pulls the referee towards him and starts an argument. Meanwhile, ArchAngel quickly slams LJ face first into the barricade, and then gets in a few boots to the gut, before Brod comes storming around the corner of the ring. Double A quickly backs off and then Referee Duane Dibley comes charging out of the ring to keep the two men apart. Brod is checking on LJ, but then Grimm slides out of the ring, and Duane orders Brod to back off, which he reluctantly agrees to. Grimm slams LJ face first into the barricade and then he places his head on the barricade and then drives his elbow into the back of his head. LJ bounce away holding his head. Grimm smiles as he rolls him back into the ring. LJ slowly gets to his feet and catches Grimm with a pair of quick right hands, but Grimm sends him reeling with a hard right hand. Grimm hooks LJ up and delivers a flawless Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Grimm paces around the ring for a moment, for little more than arrogant showboating. He then pulls LJ to his feet and hooks his head in preparation for a DDT. He spins himself and LJ around a few times, showing to everyone that he is in total control of this contest. He then does a Jake the Snake twirl before planting LJ with the DDT. He hooks the leg for a cover. As soon as Duane Dibley drops down to make the count, ArchAngel grabs LJ's legs from outside of the ring and holds them down. .1 .2 LJ only just manages to kick out, and Grimm is surprised that he does. He smiles as he sets LJ up for the Kamikaze Driver (Tiger Suplex w/pin). Meanwhile Brod is on the apron arguing with Referee Duane Dibley about ArchAngel. Grimm doesn't seem to be interested, until of course, LJ counters the suplex with a Mule Kick. Now all Grimm feels is pain.
Poppa: That is the one move that no wrestler, nay, no MAN should ever have to be a victim of.
Stanyer: Not arguing with you there. Makes me glad I was never a wrestler.
Poppa: Well, if you ever want to experience the pain, I'll be more than happy to oblige.
Both men slowly make their way to their feet, both recovering from their wounds. Grimm strikes out with a hard right hand, but LJ hits back with one just as hard. The exchange continues for a few more blows, with Grimm coming out on top. He whips LJ into the ropes and goes for a Back Body Drop, but instead get's caught with a Swinging DDT. Grimm is quick to his feet, although holding his head in pain. LJ sends him straight back down with a Spinning Wheel Kick. He goes for a cover. 1 ..2 Grimm kicks out quickly. Grimm gets to his feet while LJ is climbing to the top rope. LJ takes off with a Flying Cross Body, but Grimm surprises him and actually catches him, before hitting a Front Powerslam. He rolls away and starts to get to his feet, but LJ surprises everyone by kipping up almost instantly.
Poppa: Wow, LJ really has got his second wind.
LJ catches Grimm with a devastating Martial Arts Roundhouse Kick, and he is left staggering around. LJ charges and hooks him by the head, runs up the top rope and then springs off with a Tornado Reverse DDT. LJ hooks the leg. 1 .2 (ArchAngel puts Grimm's foot on the bottom rope, away from the referee's eyes) . ArchAngel directs the ref's attention towards Grimm's foot, and he ends the count. Brod however, has had enough, and he charges around the ring and crashes into ArchAngel with a clothesline, the two then start brawling on the outside for a moment. Duane Dibley rolls to the outside and breaks the two of them up. He then orders both of them to the back. They both argue, but they have no choice but to comply. In the ring LJ leaps up onto Grimm and locks on the Jansen Majik (Six Seconds Magic). Brod directs the ref's attention to the ring, and Duane slides into the ring as Grimm is brought quickly down to the floor, LJ trying to pull his arm out of his socket. He asks Grimm if he wants to give up, and it looks like he might, but then ArchAngel slides into the ring and breaks up the count. The referee signals for the disqualification as all hell breaks loose in the ring. Brod is quickly back into the ring and both sides begin to beat down each other. DUX are getting the upper hand until Golgotha hits Brod with a Low Blow. LJ then charges Golgotha, but gets knocked down by a clothesline. AA & Grimm slowly recover and then the three men beat down DUX. After Grimm finishes LJ with the Fear Factor. The three men finally look like they are done.
Stanyer: DUX have taken one serious beating, at the hands of, of, of these freaks.
Poppa: They're gonna need some serious nurse time.
Stanyer: We've got to go to a break, hopefully DUX will be able to get some treatment in the meantime. It doesn't look like these three are going anywhere.
As DUX are being helped backstage, Golgotha demands that he get a mic. The crowd boos, as the Hardcore Christian gets ready to speak.
Golgotha: "Shut up, you peons. The DUX got exactly what they deserve. Running down and costing Zion his match last week, they should have been hospitalised a long time ago. Who do they think they are? Don't they know there is no more tag division here in the PWF! We just helped them see that, and leave. And anyone else who wants to stand in our way, especially all the wrestlers that aren't in our league, you will be leaving on stretchers just like DUX. And that's The Hardcore Truth!"
The crowd boos, as Grimm motions that he has something to say. Golgotha passes the mic to him, and Grimm begins to talk.
Grimm: "Well said, Golgotha. Spoken like a true leader. It's a shame that the Methods of Mayhem didn't realize your leadership qualities. And that is exactly why I am here with you. I know that you will take the US Title to new heights. This new era will be ushered in by you, and us...all of us, and our followers. But you shouldn't worry about people like the DUX. I suggest you let Archangel and myself deal with them next week on Havoc."
Golgotha: "That is a good idea, Grimm. I doubt that the DUX have learned their lesson. After all, they are from Australia where people are slow. Just like Rex Idol. Truth is, I had to help out Zion, after I found out DUX were going to ruin the match last week. I was helping my neighbour, being the Good Samaritan. You people shouldn't hate me, but thank me! I was going the extra mile to help out an enemy I had in Zion! My actions were noting but just and you despise me for it! No, instead of rewarding me for my kindness, you go worship your Idol. That is why God has turned His back on this nation..."
Crushing boos ring around the arena, all directed towards Golgotha
Just then Golgotha is cut off by the sound of a giggling women from over the sound system
Female voice: Oh, Rexy! You're so sexy!
New, unfamiliar entry music, starts to play. The crowd seems a little confused, but when the vocals kick in, to the crowd's surprise - it's Rex Idol singing his new theme song! The PARAGON logo flashes across the big screen, and The Golden Superman himself appears at the top of the ramp, a mic in one hand, and the European title belt in the other. Back in the ring Golgotha and company look disgusted this obnoxious arrival.
Rex Idol: Blah, blah, blah. You know Golgotha, I liked you better when I thought you were named after the walking pile of turd from the movie Dogma. I mean, it seemed appropriate enough. But no, I find out you're just another Bible thumper. *Yawn* And of course, with the way you run your mouth, you have a body guard. Who is that, Lurch? Eh, forget that stiff, who's this with you now? Is that Grimm? Well, it's official - I'm bored. What about you people?
Rex holds his mic out for the crowd response, who cheer wildly for The PARAGON.
Rex Idol: Question #2 - as long as he's already in the ring, who says I should go down there right now and whip that Jesus freak's pasty white ass!?
The crowd erupts in excitement in response.
Rex Idol: Well, if you people say so...
Rex innocently shrugs, and then drops everything and charges the ring!
European/TV Title Merger Match - becomes US Title
Credit: Suicide
Report: Grimm, Golgotha, and ArchAngel triple team Rex before the bell rings. Rex hits the canvass, and the three men continue to stomp him. After a few more moments of this Grimm and ArchAngel finally get out of the ring. Golgotha pulls Rex to his feet. Rex is leaning against the ropes, and Golgotha lands a knife-edge chop.
Crowd: WHOO!
Golgotha rears back and lands another one.
Crowd: WHOO!
Rex reaches for his chest in pain, but Golgotha quickly whips him into the ropes. On the return, Goglotha nails a back body drop. Idol arches his back in pain. Golgotha is quick on the attack once again and kicks Rex in the small of the back. Rex rolls over holding his back. Golgotha drags Rex to the ropes and dangles his head across the second rope. Golgotha backs away and distracts the referee. Grimm and ArchAngel run over and pull down on Rex's head strangling him over the middle rope. They back away as soon as the referee turns back around. Golgotha takes off running, but Rex moves out of the way and Golgotha lands crotch-first over the middle rope.
Poppa: "OOOH! That's gotta hurt."
Stanyer: "Good move by Rex in getting out of the way there and leaving Golgotha out to dry."
Rex slowly pulls himself to his feet while Golgotha is getting out of the ropes. They start walking toward each other and meet halfway. Rex gives Golgotha a boot to the midsection and hits a swinging neckbreaker. He covers. 1... Kick out by Golgotha. Rex pulls Golgotha to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Golgotha bounces off and gets nailed with a powerslam. Golgotha arches his back in pain. Rex bounces to his feet and yells, "THANK GOD I'M ME!" Rex turns around and meets a big right hand from Golgotha, who got to his feet while Rex was yelling at the crowd. Golgotha nails another right hand and another, knocking Rex back into the ropes. Golgotha whips Rex out, but pulls him right back in and flips him out of the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Golgotha immediately grabs the ref and walks backward away from Idol. Grimm and ArchAngel head back to Rex and begin to double-team him. Grimm grabs Rex and whips him into the guardrail. Rex cringes in pain as his back collides with the steel rail. ArchAngel picks Rex up in a military press over his head and drops him chest first across the rail. ArchAngel and Grimm grab Rex and roll him back into the ring.
Poppa: "Come one ref. Pay attention to outside of the ring."
Stanyer: "Well, he's got Golgotha in the ring to deal with."
Before Rex can get to his feet, Golgotha puts the boots to him. Golgotha pulls Rex to his feet, and then nails a snap suplex. He rolls over into the cover. 1... 2... Idol gets the shoulder up. Golgotha grabs Rex's arm and locks on an arm bar. Rex reaches out with his legs to get the ropes. Rex's left leg locks over the bottom rope. The ref forces Golgotha to break the hold. Golgotha gets to his feet and pulls Rex up with him. Golgotha hooks Rex's head and tries a DDT, but Rex reverses it into a northern lights suplex. 1... 2... Golgotha kicks out. Rex is back on his feet and catches a running Golgotha with an arm drag. Rex runs against the ropes, but Grimm trips Idol. Rex falls face first into the mat. Golgotha walks over and stomps onto the top of Rex's head.
Poppa: "Another cheap move by Grimm."
Stanyer: "Looks like Golgotha scouted his company very well."
The fans erupt into cheers and someone is coming down the aisle.
Stanyer: "ZION!"
Poppa: "What's Zion doing out here?"
Zion runs down to the ring and chases after Grimm and ArchAngel. Grimm and ArchAngel run around the ring and decide to take a shortcut through the ring. The ref leans against the ropes yelling at Grimm and ArchAngel to leave the ringside area. Zion continues the chase all the way to the back. In the ring, Golgotha is staring at the entranceway where Zion, Grimm, and ArchAngel just went. Rex has gotten to his feet and is standing directly behind Golgotha.
Stanyer: "Turn around Golgotha."
Poppa: "GO REX GO!"
Rex doesn't wait for Golgotha to turn around, and picks him up and nails him with the Superstar Burst (Rack Pancake). He covers Golgotha. 1... 2... 3!!!
James: "Your winner... And NEW... PWF UNITED STATES CHAMPION... REX IDOL!"
Rex takes the Television and European titles and drapes one over each shoulder. Rex makes his way out of the ring and begins to the back. In the ring, Golgotha sits up looking really confused.
Stanyer: Rex Idol is the new United States Champion, thanks to a little help from one Zion Crest.
Poppa: You sound disappointed? If I remember correctly, you wanted Rex to win, prior to the show.
Stanyer: I did, but not like this, not this way.
Poppa: Sometimes, this is how you have to win titles. You have to make up for it later on.
Stanyer: Must explain why you always lost.
Poppa: Hey, two-time Tag Champ here .
Stanyer: Thanks to
Poppa: Don't you even dare.
The camera fades into the back where we see Johnny Mayhem standing next to Emperor Suicide. The Extreme Title is lying over the shoulder of Suicide.
Mayhem: "Suicide, at 'A Date with Destiny' you defeated Johnny Lang and Splinter on your way to becoming the Extreme Champion. Then last week on Havoc, you came to the ring and defeated Grimm in your first title defense, in another brutal match. How do you continue to take beatings in such matches, yet still keep that belt."
Emperor Suicide: "Well, Johnny, it's very simple. Skill."
Mayhem: "Skill?"
Emperor Suicide: "Yes, skill. I always dish out more punishment than my opponent, which always leads to victories."
Mayhem: "Well, tonight Suicide you go one on one against Shane Ballard. What are your thoughts on Ballard?"
Emperor Suicide: "I was in the Asylum with Shane last year, before both of us came to the PWF. He's a tough competitor. However, we've never been in the ring against each other. I do not see him as a threat to Extreme. I, of course, will come out on top here tonight."
Mayhem: "Thank you Empero "
Suicide pulls the mic back to him.
Emperor Suicide: "One more thing I would like to say. I beat Splinter at 'A Date with Destiny', and he gets thrown into the tournament. I don't see how that works. I should be in the tournament instead of him. Also, I am a freakin' Emperor. I still get no respect here, and it's a conspiracy to keep me out of the tournament. Because of this lack of royalty shown to me, I will just have to keep beating people. I will continue to do this, Johnny, until I get the treatment that I deserve. Good luck tonight, Ballard."
Suicide drops the mic and walks away from Mayhem.
Stanyer: Anyone else thinking that Suicide has gotten just a little bit arrogant recently?
Poppa: You mean Sabre like arrogant, Homicide like arrogant, or MVD like arrogant?
Stanyer: Try Nightshade arrogant.
Poppa: Nightshade is a God, Suicide is only a lowly Emperor, what can he do?
Stanyer: I'm not even going to have this discussion with you. Someone please just send the wrestlers down to the ring
Credit: Splinter
Report: Shane and Suicide circle each other in the ring, Suicide offers a test of strength. Ballard gets in contact, but only with one hand when suddenly Suicide boots him in the gut. Suicide twists Ballard's arm painfully before landing a clubbing blow across the back. Shane drops to his knees, Suicide keeps the arm twisted and the pressure on. Suicide then pulls Ballard up before finally releasing the arm. The Extreme Champion then whips Shane to the ropes, on the way back Suicide drops the challenger to his title with a scorching chop across the chest. Shane instantly starts getting up again only to have Emperor Suicide once again put him into a hammerlock. Shane this time manages to reverse the hold into a hammerlock of his own only to then turn the move into a headlock. Suicide backs Ballard up to the ropes only to run and launch him to the opposite ropes. On the way back Ballard ducks under a clothesline and then drops Suicide into a reverse armbar. Ballard wrenches back on the hold hard, he then releases the hold and backs off. Suicide gets up to his feet, but he is weary because it is clear that Ballard has allowed him to do so. Suicide turns to see Ballard running at him, Shane baseball slides between Suicides legs before dropping to the mat with a leg trip and then locking in a leg grapevine. Suicide yells out in pain as Shane locks the hold in tight, Suicide drags himself along with his arms to the ropes. He grabs onto the bottom rope and Ballard is forced to break the hold. Ballard rolls under the ropes and then lifts up the ring apron.
Poppa: Business is about to pick up!
Stanyer: I guess you could say that.
From underneath the ring Ballard brings out a ladder which he proceeds to slide in the ring. He then also brings out a chair, which he throws over the top rope, quickly followed by a trashcan. Ballard then rolls in only to have the chair driven over his spine by Suicide, who is standing but holding his leg in pain. Suicide drops the chair as Ballard is on all fours holding his back from the chair shot. Suicide grabs the ladder and sets it up resting in the corner. Suicide pulls Ballard up and knees Shane in the gut. The Extreme Champion grabs Ballard and sets him up for a northern lights suplex but Ballard gets him with an elbow across the back of the head. He then keeps hold of Suicides head, runs up the ladder and springboards off it round and down into the mat with a mat-shaking tornado DDT! Suicide sits up holding his neck and head from the impact before collapsing back down on the mat. Shane gets up, his back is obviously still hurting him. He covers Suicide, the referee gets down and counts 1 2 Shane just gets two as the PWF Extreme Champion kicks up and out of the pinfall attempt. Shane gets up and looks at the ladder in the corner, he thinks of something. He lifts Suicide up and proceeds to hit a belly-to-belly suplex that sends the self appointed Emperor up into the ladder back first! Suicide slides down the ladder before landing in an awkward heap on the mat. Shane proceeds to bring the ladder out of the turnbuckle and place it on the second rope, half of it in the ring half of it out of the ring. He then pulls Suicide up only to drop toehold him down onto one end of the ladder. Shane then climbs up the top rope and points to the end of the ladder that is outside the ring. The fans are going crazy as Shane smiles.
Stanyer: I think Ballard is about to do something crazy.
Poppa: I think you're right.
Ballard leaps off for a leg drop in the hope of making the ladder come up and hit Suicide in the face but suddenly Suicide moves away from the ladder. He lays on the mat as Ballard hits the ladder, bounces off it and then lands hard on the floor mats. The ladder follows, landing on top of Ballard on the outside. A chant of 'PWF! PWF! PWF!' starts to go up around the arena as both of the competitors in the match lay down and out. Suicide drags himself up and then slides out of the ring, he picks the ladder up and then slams it into the floor mats with the end. Ballard starts to drag himself up to his feet only to have Suicide charge in and floor him with a brutal running ladder shot straight to the face. Shane goes down holding his head in pain, blood starts to run from a cut that has been made by the hard shot. The Extreme Champion pulls Ballard up and throws him into the ring. Suicide rolls in and covers his challenger 1 2 Ballard kicks up and out of the pinfall. Suicide pulls himself up and then grabs the chair that was already in the ring. He advances on Shane who is already pulling himself up. Ballard rolls out of the way of a chair shot, and then leaps to his feet. Suicide swings the chair but Ballard does the splits ducking it. He then leaps to his feet and nails Suicide with a drop toehold that causes him to fall face first down onto the chair he was carrying. He bounces up onto his knees, his eyes glazed over from the impact as Ballard puts him straight back down onto the mat with an awesome kick to the side of the head. Suicide lays on the mat, Ballard picks the chair up and tries to punch some of the dents back into place. He wipes the blood off his forehead and then drags Suicide up to his feet. Suddenly Ballard is stopped in his tracks by five thunderous crashing sounds, one after the other.
Stanyer: What the hell?
Poppa: Why has Shane stopped? What's his problem?
Stanyer: Look at the tron you idiot!
The letters C-Y-R-U-S can clearly be seen on the tron. Ballard, holding a still groggy Suicide, moves closer the tron to see if anyone is coming. He shrugs and turns only to be hit with a huge springboard clothesline by Cyrus deWynter! Ballard goes straight over the top rope, Suicide collapses on the mat. The Extreme Champion drags himself up on the ropes. He looks slightly confused, he turns only to get nailed with a belt shot from his very own PWF Extreme Title belt in the hands of deWynter! Cyrus puts the PWF Extreme Title around his waste before rolling out of the ring. Ballard is just about standing, the two men stare at each other face to face. A look of realisation comes over Ballard's face. Shane steps to one side, allowing Cyrus to make his way backstage. Ballard just watches as Cyrus goes backstage.
Poppa: What the hell?
Stanyer: Wait a second, Ballard is on top of Suicide!!!!!
The referee takes a moment to realise what is happening, and then he drops down to make the count. ..1 .2 ..3!!!!
Stanyer: On my god!!! Shane Ballard is the new Extreme Champion!!!
Poppa: This isn't going to go down well. Remember what I told you before the match, how Shane wasn't too happy about being give this match. Well guess what, he's going to be REALLY unhappy when he finds out he's the new Extreme Champion.
Stanyer: You mean he'll be the first man to be unhappy about being a champion?
Poppa: He tried to get out of this match, he wants to show his wrestling skills, not wield chairs mindlessly. I was chatting to him earlier today. This is just screwed up.
Stanyer: And who's this Cyrus guy anyway? And why the hell did he take the Extreme Title belt with him???
Poppa: What you looking at me for? I don't have all the answers you know.
We are taken straight back to Nightshade. He stands alongside Johnny Mayhem. Both men are looking into the camera. Nightshade is in his wrestling gear.
Mayhem: Nightshade, the question on everyone's minds, why did Desperation help you win last week?
Nightshade: This Desperatrion, whoever the hell he is, has a penchant for drama. First, at A Date With Destiny, he takes the World Title out of my grasp by attacking me and giving Sabre the easy win. Then, last week at Havoc, he starts up with the mind games. The mind games that are supposed to get me to lose my cool. He nearly had it, I'll tell you that. He's trying to play on my emotions...
Mayhem: On the untimely death of former MOW Slaughterhouse and PWF wrestler, David Scrimm?
Nightshade: Exactly. Dave Scrimm. The man who the Slaughterhouse couldn't grieve enough for. This was a caring man. A loving man, who loved the business, loved his wife, and loved his kids. He'd do anything for the Slaughterhouse, so when the Scaffold match was thought up, after being quickly hesitant, he signed up, just KNOWING that it would go okay.
Nightshade pauses.
Mayhem: But?
Nightshade: But it didn't go okay... My friend Dave Scrimm was put into a coma that hot June day. A coma that he never woke up from. Two days later, under the watch of his wife and kids, Dave died... A burden that haunts my soul each and everyday. The forgiveness of his family hasn't even lifted it from my shoulders. Because of me, a family's livelihood was taken away. The caregiver was suddenly and instantly gone. It just wasn't right Johnny... It wasn't right...
Mayhem: So this Desperation, who is he?
Nightshade: He'd like you to believe Dave Scrimm, but it isn't. He just wants to play on my emotions. Whoever it is, he knows my past... He knows who I am, and where I come from. He knows it all. There have been a few guys that I've run up and down the road with. A few of those guys I've made real angry in the past. It could be anyone... But whoever it is, I'll find out. All it'll take is one time that Desperation tries to get me, but fails... That's all it'll take.
Mayhem: Nightshade, is there anything that you want to say to Desperation.
Nightshade: Yeah, yeah there is...
The camera slowly zooms in and focuses on Nightshade's face, all seriousness in his eyes.
Nightshade: Desperation, whoever you are, you're a sick and twisted piece of garbage. If I ever get my hands on you, the smiting will not cease until whatever disease that has been rotting your brain is snuffed out once and for all. When we face off, one on one... it'll be your life that is forfeit... Bow before God Nightshade...
The camera zooms back out slowly as Nightshade puts his arms out in a crucifixion pose. He nods at Mayhem and walks away.
Mayhem: Some strong words from the God of wrestling. Stanyer, Poppa, back to you guys.
Mayhem freezes as the camera cuts away.
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where we find a brooding Zion stalking the hallways. As he seems oblivious to his surroundings, he passes by Rex Idol and a pair of lovely ladies.
Rex Idol : Hey, Z-Man!
Zion gives no repsonse and continues walking. Rex tells his lady friends to stay put while he goes after Zion.
Rex Idol : Zion! Hey, bro, I know we're not exactly kindred spirits or anything, but differences aside - Thanks for your help out there. Sincerely.
Rex offers his hand, but Zion only looks at it, then walks off without a word. Rex raises an eyebrow as he watches the glum superstar walk away. The PARAGON looks a little confused for a moment, then just shrugs and heads back to his female companions.
Continuing down the hallway Zion muses to himself silently. He passes through a doorway, ducking to fit, and comes face to face with Golgotha and his crew. Zion stops abruptly and just watches them, as they do him.
Golgotha: "Zion, I know we haven't seen eye to eye recently, but I knew if you would have won your match last week, the DUX would has ran out and attacked you. I decided that wasn't fair, so I attacked the mastermind behind the whole thing, Rex. That is why I left you alone last week. But if I know sabre, he has some plan to cheat you out of the World Title. So once again, I am offering to be the the bigger man, and offer assistance to you tonight. Grimm, Archangel and Myself will watch your back, if need be and you accept."
Zion steps back and just looks at Golgotha. Then, he looks like he is accually pondering the propisition.
Golgotha: "Come on Zion, are you going to let Sabre screw you out of the World Title? Truth is, this is the 3rd week in a row someone will cost you a match. I am offering you a way to win the World title. Which, would look good on you. Think of it, what a testimony it would be. The homeless man winning the World Title...."
Slowly, a smile comes to Zions face. The Giant of a man, starts to speak.
Zion: "Ok, you're on. I question the sincerity of your claims, Mr. Golgotha, especially considering what happened earlier tonight. But if you can help me win the World Title..."
Golgotha: "I helped you last week, didn't I? That should be enough to prove to you that I have foriven you of your past trespasses against me. I am willing to bury the past, turn the other cheek. And I could use the giant new World Champion on my side."
Zion: "Ok, but if this is a trick, Mr. Golgotha, you will regret it. I will hunt you down, you and all those who are your friends."
Zion turns and walks away, as Golgotha smiles and talks to his crew. Unfortunatly, we can't here what he is saying as we fade to black.
Stanyer: Am I hearing correctly?
Poppa: Of course you aren't.
Stanyer: Surely, after all Golgotha has put him through, Zion won't join Golgoth's group?
Poppa: You can never know the mind of someone, some people think very strangely, take Kilgore for example. That guy's a freaking lunatic!!!
Stanyer: I suppose you have a point, we'll have to wait and see on this one...
PWF Title Match
Credit: Grimm
Report: Sabre stares across the ring at the 7'5 monster he must defend his title against. Zion on the other hand seems to be extremely confident in this match as he cracks his knuckles with a laugh. The two men move into the middle of the ring and Sabre begins to the verbal bashing, Zion seems unimpressed and intervenes with a hand across the throat of Sabre. Zion raises Sabre in the air for a chokeslam but Sabre breaks the grip with a double ax handle across the big man's arm. Sabre rolls away from Zion and takes a breather in the corner as Zion taunts him to come try it again. After about 30 seconds of a break, Sabre gets back to his feet and moves in again to Zion. Sabre talks a bit more but this time spits in the face of the big man from New York City, Zion's face gets extremely mad as he moves in for a decapitating Clothesline but Sabre ducks it and drops him with a huge neckbreaker. Sabre gets to his feet quickly and drops a fast elbow drop and then rises to his feet and does it over again, Sabre makes a cover .1 .Zion throws Sabre off him with full force and then sits up.
Stanyer: Zion Crest is one big man
Poppa: Ya but I keep feeling like Golgotha's group will come out or something
Stanyer: That also has crossed my mind, why do they have to intervene on such a great match?
Poppa: They're Christians?
Stanyer: Fair enough
Sabre quickly gets to his feet as Zion slowly rises to his own, Sabre tries to superkick Zion as he gets his full composer but Zion catches Sabre by the foot and flips him forward. Sabre lands on his back with a huge crash, the crowd erupts as Zion signals for a chokeslam. Sabre slowly gets up, holding his back, as Zion slowly moves in for the kill. Sabre gets to his face and walks right into the grasp of Zion, Zion lifts up Sabre quickly and slams him down hard with an awesome chokeslam, Zion makes the cover .1 ..2 2 ½ Sabre just gets out in the nick of time. Zion sits up looking a bit shocked but waves it off as he quickly gets up and lifts up a limp Sabre to his feet as well. Zion sends Sabre into the ropes and catches in as he comes back with a double handed choke lift. Zion releases the choke and then pulls Sabre up to his feet. He delivers another pair of right hands and then whips Sabre to the opposite corner. Zion then charges in looking for a clothesline, but Sabre raises his elbow to stun Zion in the gut. Sabre then leaps onto the 2nd rope and then jumps off backwards catching Zion on the jaw with a stiff kick. Zion quickly begins to get to his feet, checking his jaw as he does so. Sabre catches him with a couple of quick forearms and then goes to whip him to the ropes, but Zion reverses and Sabre is sent into the ropes. Zion then charges and flattens Sabre with a huge clothesline. Sabre gets to his feet and is knocked back from hard right hand. Zion then goes for a big knockout punch, but Sabre ducks it and then floors Zion with a Spinning Heel Kick. Zion begins to get to his feet as Sabre bounces off the ropes and goes for a Flying Cross Body Block, but Zion catches Sabre and then plants him with a Front Powerslam, Zion then hooks the leg for the cover. ..1 2 Sabre musters himself out of the cover. Zion pulls Sabre up and then delivers a couple of right hands as he pushes him into the ropes and then whips him away. Zion then sends Sabre high into the air and then brings him back down to earth with the Flapjack. Sabre bounces up to his feet as Zion comes off the ropes and then nails Sabre with the Kitchen Sink. Sabre rolls around the mat holding his gut. Zion grabs Sabre by his tights and shows his awesome strength as he mauls Sabre up and then drives him into his knee with a Gut buster. Zion promptly rolls Sabre over and hooks the leg. .1 2 Sabre kicks out. Zion mounts Sabre and connects with a volley of fast rights to the forehead and then he snaps Sabre up to his feet as he also stands up. Zion then whips Sabre to the corner, but Sabre reverses and then pulls Zion back towards him into a gut kick. Sabre then goes for a DDT, but Zion scores with a couple of quick kidney punches and then once Sabre relaxes his grip, he slides behind him into a waistlock and then sends him soaring through the air with a Release German Suplex. Zion goes for another cover. ..1 ..2 . Sabre kicks out again. Zion gets to his feet and then climbs to the 2nd turnbuckle as Sabre staggers to his feet. Zion dives off with a Double Axe Handle, but Sabre uses both hands to block it and then grabs Zion around the waist and looks for a Belly to Belly Suplex, but Zion counters with an elbow to the top of Sabre's head and then pushes him down and goes for a Powerbomb. But Sabre counters the powerbomb by hooking Zion's head at the top of the powerbomb and swinging out into a variation on the Tornado DDT.
Stanyer: Zion looking quite spectacular tonight
Poppa: That's what Golgotha's brain washing can do to you!
Stanyer: Brain Washing?
Poppa: Ya first you're your normal self then he talks about the bible, you fall asleep, and then you wake up under his control!! IT'S TERRIBLE!!
Stanyer: Poppa get a hold of yourself!!
Sabre boots Zion in the gut twice and then hits a couple of forearms before whipping him to the ropes. But Zion reverses and then charges at Sabre and clotheslines him as well as himself over the top rope. Sabre lands on his feet and then staggers back banging his head on the announcer's table, Zion just lands on his feet. Sabre begins to crawl backwards away from Zion, holding his hands up, trying to convince Zion to let him recover. The big man is having none of it and gives Sabre a couple of hard kicks to the face while he is now leaning against the ring steps. Zion then backs away and charges in with a big running knee, but Sabre dives out of the way and Zion crashes knees first into the steps and flips over them with an loud cry. Once he lands on the opposite side of the steps, he immediately grips his left knee, Sabre gets to his feet and when he sees Zion holding his knee, he smiles. Sabre grabs the injured leg of Zion and pulls it back towards the steps and then slams it aggressively into the top of the steel steps. Zion pulls his knee towards him and holds it as if it would reduce the pain, but obviously it won't. Sabre pulls Zion up and then rolls him back into the ring, but then pulls the injured leg back out under the ropes. Sabre then slams it down, jarring the back of the knee into the apron. Sabre then climbs up onto the apron and does a quick muscle flex before delivering a leg drop, squashing Zion's leg between his leg and the apron. Zion pulls his leg back into the ring and rolls away towards the centre of the ring. Sabre climbs back into the ring and then climbs to the 2nd turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. No surprise that the crowd just boos him, then a chant of "Sabre likes Men" starts up. Sabre watches Zion get to his feet and then grabs his injured leg and gives Zion a bit of trash talk before delivering an evil Dragon Screw.
Stanyer: Zion's leg must be either out of its socket or very close to that after that devastating dragon screw!
Poppa: All big men have the same weakness, the legs! But maybe Golgotha helped him with that
Stanyer: I'm telling you this one more time Poppa Golgotha isn't brain washing people!
Poppa: Oh my god he's gotten to you two!!!
Sabre gets to his feet and cockily walks around the ring with a smile as Zion slowly pulls himself up with the help of the always helpful ropes. As Zion pulls himself up, he looks at the entrance way like he's expecting something or someone to come down, this doesn't last long as Sabre grabs Zion by the hair and throws him into the ropes, Sabre jumps for a jumping lariat but is caught by Zion, Zion organizes Sabre in a suplex position and lifts him up for "The Destruction"(Screw Driver) but Sabre flips down behind Zion, hooking his head and levels the big man with a huge reverse ddt. Sabre kips up and mounts the turnbuckle. With one last taunt, Sabre flips himself and lands a picture perfect "Sabre-Air" (450 Splash). Sabre covers 1 .2 .3!!!
Stanyer: Nice try for Zion but the champ is still the man
Poppa: You know I really thought Golgotha was going to come out
Stanyer: Think we all did, but that's why you should never trust the Hardcore Christian, he never keeps his word
As Stanyer and Big Poppa continue to talk about Golgotha, Zion slides out of the ring and begins to head up the ramp with a pissed off look in his eye, he tramples up the ramp and through the curtain.
Poppa: I wouldn't want to be Golgotha right now
Stanyer: With a 7'5 mammoth on my tail, If I was Golgotha, I'd run!
"Awake" by Godsmack hits the speakers and the crowd erupts in boos as the PWF Heavyweight Champion emerges through the curtain wearing a smile as shiny as the title belt he drapes over his shoulder, complimenting his brown leather jeans and black tanktop, and makes his way to ringside feeling like a million dollars.. Or as if the crowd was actually cheering for him.
James: "Making his way to the ring, the PWF Heavyweight Champion..."
Homicide grabs the microphone from James and directs him to the outside with a subtle threat whispered into his ear. As James shuffles for cover outside, His Massacreness puts his smile back on and shows off for the crowd to offbeat chants, though he ignores them and continues. After he's satisfied the mic raises to his lips and the crowd silences.
Homicide: "It's a beautiful day isn't it? The sky is blue, the birds are chirping and the children are laughing.. Oh, what a great occasion to bring in the clown for entertainment, don'tcha think?"
The crowd boos as they see the phoniness in Homicide's act, yet he plays along.
Homicide: "No?"
The Massacre's smile becomes a tight grit and the soft tone now becomes a rough rant;
Homicide: "Well I don't like the idea either! How the hell do YOU think I feel, being the Main Event, the champion of champions, the hero of ALL heros to children.. And now, on one of the biggest nights in television history, when my new number one contender and one member of the Fatal Four Way for the biggest extravaganza ever, End Of The World Three, is chosen... On the night of all that, I am signed, sealed, and set to take on some joker ICP wannabe that will do little but defile the children's opinions of me as I take Bozo and snap him in half!"
The crowd boos and begins the trademark "asshole" chant.
Homicide: "Don't you see, Pellington? The children love clowns, and you are driving a big fucking railroad tie through the hearts of my fans! You want to give the poor clown a chance, an opportunity to shine in my spotlight, but you're just walking him down the long hallway blindfolded, assuring him a rose garden and a hundred grand awaiting him behind the door you're opening, yet instead awaits a starving lion ready to devour him like a meat grinder.. Don't you see this in your deeds? I can see your malice for me, your WANT for me to be hated and unappreciated.. I learned of these feelings long ago, when you first tried to do this same deed upon me in my first matches against established monsters like Demon, a former Heavyweight Champion like myself if memory serves me correct.. You tried to eliminate me before I could be the star I am today, yet I overcame and sent that badass back to hell. I then overcame your next obstacles through my reigns of the European and US Titles, even the Green World Order which you probably fixed, TOO! But, I was too strong for them, I was too strong for all that you could dish out.. I climbed your ladder of success and took the belt hanging from the rafters, where you fixed it to be out of my reach yet I endured.. I became the Heavyweight Champion.."
The crowd sits in silence and confusion, and takes the message all in.
Homicide: "But, this clowns fortune wont be the same as mine.. Oh, no.. He wont see past day one in this company, or perhaps see another day without looking out the window of his Intensive Care residence if I have my ways! You see, I'm unBREAKable physically.. I mastered my skills over the years I grew up in the alleys from meal to meal and gang war to gang war.. Only the fittest survive, and I walked out.. You tested me and now I hold your highest reward.. I survived!"
The crowd boos as they hear Homicide's bragging of being the champion.
Homicide: "Now you want to try and walk ME down that same corridor this clown is heading, only you try to use my mind as the bait this time.. You want me to feel for this soul as the children love him.. But I wont be fooled! I wont trip over it and fall into the thundering abyss, oh hell no! The Massacre is too strong, and I feel no mercy nor remorse! I will overcome!"
With the same intensity which His Massacreness emphasizes his point with, the fans respond with more boos.
Homicide: "But, I see your backup plan should your mindgames fail.. I see through you like glass, Pellington! I know you are trying to find the best of the best to dethrone me of my accomplishments, and I'll tell you right now that YOU WILL FAIL! You will fail MISERABLY! The four men which tonight will combat for what my blood, sweat, and tears has earned me will be NOTHING but smudged of flies on a rolled-up newspaper, as I will stop them dead in their tracks! You know I CAN and whether you like it or not, you can't STOP me because I'm too strong! Look what you've got going against me: You've got Davey K who's more concerned about his next porno shoot than his opponent, Splinter whose only chance would be a steel chair shot, Nightshade who has yet to see the light of reality which would tell him that the only real God is THE MASSACRE, myself, and Gambino who I've already beaten a step short of his casket.. Now what do you have to say about that? You call them contenders, but they are only contending for one more inevitable career ending.. There are no contenders in my world, Pellington.. There is me, the champion, and a bunch of lowlives wishing they were the champion."
The crowd begins chanting "bullshit."
Homicide: "Welcome to my world.. BEHOLD THE AWAKENING!"
Suddenly Snap Your Fingers, Snap your neck by Dry Kill Logic hits and MVD makes his way onto the entry platform with microphone in hand
MVD: Cut the F'N music! Now Homicide, Mr World Champion! I think your memory does not serve you very well as you forgot to mention the PWF's most feared and contraversial world champion....... M..V..D (2 thumb pose). Look at everything i have accomplished Homicide, i created the gWo, i retired Rye Hazwaki, i'm a 2 time tag champion and the greatest world champion there ever will be! You can talk about the Davey K's, the Gambino's, the Sandstorm's and the deadly Lampshade's but no one has influenced this business like i have, no one is more talked about in the business than me and no one sells more t-shirts than MVD!
Homicide: Yeah, the "I kissed Lang" Shirt is a real sell out Matt!
The crowd erupt in a fit of laughter and MVD stomps around the platform clearly upset as the "YOU KISSED LANG" chant kicks up around the arena.
MVD: OK wish guy, you think your the baddest man in wrestling, you think your a real world champion? The only way your gonna prove your a worthy world champion is by beating the best! Homicide........ vs........... Matt Van Dam in the match to end them all right here on Havoc next week, then we'll see what your really made of....... punk!
Suddenly Mr Pellington's music "The Memory Remains" hits and the man himself comes out onto the platform alongside MVD!
Pellington: "Hello Matt, Homicide, how ya doing? Good, Good. I see you're both looking well. Now what was this I heard about a .. match. Between the two of you .
MVD: "Unless you're deaf, then yeah, that's what I said."
Pellington: "Let me think about that for a second . (1 second later) NO."
MVD: "WHAT?!?"
Pellington: "Hear me out, both of you will be wrestling, in the same match."
Homicide: "You can throw in a few lackeys to help Matt if you like, he's going to need them."
Pellington: " ."(Interuppted)
Homicide: "Or how about Jonny Lang, that way MVD will feel comfortable"
MVD wants to charge down to the ring, but Pellington stands in his way and orders him not to.
Pellington: "You two really need to sort out your problems, they aren't good for the PWF. That's why, next week, Homicide and MVD will be fighting on the same side"
MVD and Homicide both stare at Pellington, their jaws dropped.
Pellington: "Just in case you thought I was joking, I'm not. MVD & Homicide, next week, you will team up against the opponents of my choosing. Have a nice day."
"The Memory Remain's" hits as Pellington makes his way backstage, MVD follows him, arguing as they walk. Homicide of course, has to wait in the ring for his opponent.
Credit: Sabre
Report: Krimson and Homicide immediately hook up, with Homicide quickly breaking an arm free and hammering the opponent down to his knees with an axe handle. Homicide scoffs at his fallen victim before hammering a knee into his face, dropping the new PWF superstar. Soaking in the crowds negativity, Homicide takes Krimson by the back of the head and physically throws him into a turnbuckle, which connects with Krimson chest first. Homicide charges in with a body cross before grabbing Krimson by the face and throwing him onto the mat. He goes for a pinfall attempt but Krimson powers out after the 2. Homicide lets Krimson get onto his knees before pushing him back onto the mat with a swift boot to the face. He attempts the same move once again to a hail of boos, but Krimson swiftly attacks with a sweep of Homicides feet which sends the champion flat on his back. Krimson takes the bull by the horns with a number of swift elbow drops before picking up Homicide by the hair and getting snapped with a clothesline by an enraged World champion
Stanyer: "Homicide's been spending this match trying to prove his superiority to Krimson, and I don't think that small offensive by the newcomer made him happy!"
Poppa: "It made him plenty pissed off from the look of him."
Homicide reacts by dragging Krimson to the edge of the ring, before placing a foot on his throat and using the ropes for extra leverage. The referee begins screaming at Homicide to release the blatant choke move before counting away for a disqualification Homicide relaxes his foot at the last minute before leaping on Krimson and wrapping a hand around his throat, choking him further. The ref counts once more before Homicide releases his grip, gets back to his feet and backs the ref into a corner, talking down to the official as Krimson lies on the mat clutching his throat. As Homicide turns away from berating the ref, Krimson charges in with a takedown, followed by a huge reverse DDT that plants Homicide face first. A swift pinfall and the ref slides down for a somewhat quicker-than-usual three count To the dismay of the referee, Krimson, the audience and those watching Worldwide, Homicide gets a shoulder up just before the three.
Stanyer: "So close! Krimson almost staged a complete shocker tonight!"
Poppa: "He's certainly got the desire to win Homicide hasn't fazed him with his fear tactics, which is a feat in itself."
Stanyer: "I think Krimson thinks on a different level to most people, which probably help."
Poppa: "Well I'm a compete nut, and Homicide still scares me!"
Krimson gets to his feet and takes a groggy Homicide by the hair. He signals to the capacity arena for his finisher, the "No Laughing Matter" (Electric Chair Drop), before hooking an arm over Homicide's shoulder. Homicide, however, has shaken the cobwebs and reverses the deadly hold with a reverse grapple, followed by the "Boston Massacre" (Reverse DDT Drop). He grins sadistically at the fans before dropping down for a pinfall the referee signals for the bell after a clean three count and "Awake" blares across the arena for the second time tonight as Homicide rises, immediately yelling at a ring official outside to retrieve his World title as the ref raises the victors arm .
Stanyer: "A solid win from the World champion, proving once again that he can back up all those horrible one liners."
Poppa: "Sounds like you've got a case of the anti-Homicide! Keep in mind as well, that Krimson is the new guy here he's got a bit to learn and this was a good opportunity to test his mettle against the best. There aren't many people that can say they went toe to toe with the champion during their rookie days."
Stanyer: "Very true I just hate how Homicide gloats about it it's almost like he enjoys seeing people below him."
As the music dies down and Homicide begins to climb through the ropes, cameras cut to Johnny Lang rushing from behind the curtain and down the rampway. Paying no mind to Homicide, Lang slides under the bottom rope to check on Krimson
Poppa: "Gee, I wish someone came down to check on me when I got MY ass kicked . No wait, scratch that . I don't."
Lang strokes Krimsons hair (Who is out cold and unbeknownst, by the way) as Homicide watches the display with a look of disgust on his face. He strides over to Lang and swings him around and Lang immediately tries to plant a kiss on the World champ. Homicide actually tries to get away from the onslaught before kicking Lang in the gut and fiercely applying "Intentional Homicide" (Body Press to Front Slam), hammering it down with authority. Lang arches his back in pain as Homicide once again raises his arms in victory.
Poppa: "Say what you will about Lang, he didn't deserve that."
Stanyer: "This just proves my point; Homicide is sadistic... And Krimson is back up!"
Krimson staggers to his feet and looks at Langs fallen body before walking thru the ropes and towards the backstage area in a sea of boos.
Poppa: "Poor Jonny. I guess the feeling isn't mutual. Hey wait, SK8R BOI SK8R BOI!"
Cameras barely get a shot of a charging MVD who heads straight to the ring. Van Dam hops onto the turnbuckle and looks at a fallen Johnny Lang before springing into the air
Poppa: "ROLLING THUNDER!"
Stanyer: "No, that's not it."
Poppa: "VAN TERMINATOR!"
Stanyer: "Nope."
Poppa: " I got nothing."
MVD connects with the five star frog splash on Lang before talking smack in his ear
Stanyer: "I guess you could call that revenge from Lang's actions at Date With Destiny."
Poppa: "Hmmm I don't think you could ever get revenge on a stunt like that."
MVD continues to glare angrily at Lang as the crowd start up with the now famous "You Kissed Lang" chant, as Homicide warily decides to make an exit
Moments later, we are backstage, and an Mr Pellington is standing right next to MVD.
Pellington: "Couldn't help yourself eh? Well, guess what, you're stay tonight is being extended, you're now the ringside enforcer for tonights main event, the #1 contenders match. Which is in a few moments, so get your ass out there right now."
MVD seems about to respond, but thinks better of it, and heads towards the ring.
Poppa: Strange punishment from the boos there.
Stanyer: He knows MVD hates work, so what did he do, he made him work.
Poppa: I suppose.
Stanyer: Well, next up we have a face to face interview between Gambino & Splinter, ahead of tonights big main event #1 contenders match.
The cameras open up backstage where we see Ted Tedison standing in between Gambino and Splinter. Gambino and Splinter are face to face as Tedison tries to get an interview with them
Tedison:Gambino, you defeated Sandstorm last week on Havoc in the first round of the tournament. Seems like quite a redeemer after the loss against Homicide at Downfall.
Gambino glares at Tedison
Gambino: Tedison, I'm getting sick and tired of talking about Downfall. So I got beat. It wasn't my first loss ever. It wasn't the end to some long undefeated streak I had going. Homicide pinned me in the ring and now he's the champion. Why can't everyone just drop...
Gambino is then interrupted by Splinter
Splinter: You know what Gambino. You're right, why can't everyone just drop a loss? Come on, Splinter got beat by Suicide at A Date With Destiny and now that jackass is the PWF Extreme Champion. So what if Homicide kicked your ass, tricked you into a handshake and then nailed you with the belt that you held until about, say, a minute before he smashed your brains out with it. Why can't you just let it drop Tedison? Huh?
Tedison: Erm, I think you just covered why I can't let it drop.
Splinter: Oh. Right. Splinters sees that now...
This time it is Gambino who buts in, he doens't seem best pleased about the way Splinter portrayed his los at Downfall
Gambino: Splinter...if I may interrupt you for just a second, since Teddy boy here was asking me a question. That's not the way it happened at all. I had Homicide right where I wanted him when...okay, so that's the way it happened. But you know what, it doesn't make a damn bit of difference what happened at Downfall because that's in the past. I'm looking towards the future Tedison. Do you know what I see for myself in the future?
Tedison: What would that be?
Gambino: I'm taking out the trash Teddy.
Tedison: Taking out the trash?
Gambino: Yeah Teddy, I'm gonna go out there to the ring tonight and take...
Gambino holds up a finger with each corresponding number
Gambino: ...one, two, three pieces of trash and I'm gonna throw them out of the ring. Do you know what that means Tedison?
Tedison starts to speak, but is quickly interrupted by Splinter
Splinter doesn't seem best pleased with something Gambino said as he begins to talk, there is a 'dis-approving' tone underneath Splinters words
Splinter: Trash? Sorry Tedison but this point needs to be addressed. Trash? Sorry Gambino, did Splinter hear you correctly? You're going to take out the 'trash'?
Gambino: Yeah, thats what I said.
Splinter: Right... Good one. No matter how much respect there may be between us, theres one simple fact you need to acknowledge. Splinter ain't trash. And if anyones getting taken out tonight its gonna be you. Plain and simple. Hope you don't have a problem with that.
Gambino appears slightly angry, it can be heard in the first word of his sentence
Gambino: Look...
Splinter: Is Splinter finished? Did Splinter say he was finished? Ok. Splinters finished now.
Gambino looks pretty angry now, he steps up to Splinter
Gambino: In fact Splinter, I do have a problem with that. I have a problem with you and anyone else who's in my way of regaining the PWF World Title. Mutual respect or not, don't think for one damn second that I won't slam your ass right through that mat out there tonight. Don't think for one single second that I will hesitate to throw your punk ass clear over the top rope and into the first three rows of the audience.
Gambino is growing more angry as he speaks. Tedison gets between the two men
Tedison: Uhh, guys...
Gambino shoves Tedison out of the way, knocking him to the ground
Gambino: Splinter, I don't give a damn how good or how tough you think you are. I'm coming for that title that's around Homicides waist and you're in my way. So the way I see it, you've got two choices. You can either get your ass out of my way, or you can get your ass ran over! Because I don't give a god damn what I have to do....
A grin appears on Splinters face, who then turns away from Gambino and walks away leaving the former Champion standing there alone
Ted Teddison is about to knock on the door labelled "Superstar Davey K" when the superstar emerges.
Davey: Ted, your hand appears to be in the air in some bizarre way, tell me, why is that?
Tedison: I was about to knock on your door.
Davey: Good use of manners Ted, something I wasnt blessed with poo face.
Tedison: Poo face?
Davey: As I said Ted, manners not a strong point of mine. So what do you want? A coupon? A face rub?.......An interview?
Tedison: Erm, an interview.
Davey: That is what you shall have. Ok Ted, keep your questions in your notebook, the Superstar has got some talking to do. Tonight, Havoc 43 will see the greatest main event a Havoc has seen. Dont interupt me Ted, let me run with this. Its a battle royal, The Superstar against Gambino, Splinter and Nightshade. Yes Ted, I know what your thinking, surely a walkover for a guy like me, after all my opponents are complete losers. Well Slow down there Teddy baby, you see they may be losers but there is 3 losers, and you know what 3 losers equals? Dont do the maths Ted, I can see by the confusion in your eye and drool on your chin that you are a man that they education discarded. 3 Losers equals 1 obastacle. Its not going to be easy, but, mmm, can you taste it Ted?
Tedison: .......hot dogs.
Davey: No Ted, not cheap redneck hot dogs....but PWF gold. MMmmm and it tastes sweet. And Im so close Ted, closer than I have ever been. Its not just your average run of the mill battle royal, this is for number one contendership for the PWF World Championship, the chance for one man to go into a match, one on one with the World Champion for a shot to become the number one guy in this business. And my time Ted is now. I need to reflect, maybe Yoga....quiet Ted.
Davey becomes to close his eyes and hum, appearing to be in a tantric state, the water guy creeps up with some yoghurt and tries to pour it on the Superstar's head
Davey: What in JVD's soiled underwear do you think you are doing?
Water Guy: I thought you were taking up Yoghurt?
Davey: Yoghurt? Please tell me this is for comical effect and you really arent this stupid. Hang on, you are this stupid, I know Ive met the parents. Water Guy, go get a spoon and sit down with the yoghurt.
Water Guy: Ok, Ill go eat the yoghurt in peace.
Davey: Eat? Eat the yoghurt? What gave you that idea?
Water Guy: The spoon?
Davey: The spoon? Oh that isnt to eat the yoghurt with. Oh no, I want you to go whack yourself around the head with the spoon. Now run along freak boy before I smack your face.
Tedison: Davey, the match...
Davey: So Ted, looking at my water loving friend really does make me realise that retards shouldnt be trusted around dairy goods. Ok, tonight its all gonna be about the Superstar. The fans need a good champion. Who have they had recently? Bloodbath? Eh? What the hell, he raided McDonalds, stole all the ketchup and sprayed it on people? Thats it? He was the world champion? Where is he now? Picking corn? Jeeeesus. If Gambino is champion again, I swear it endangers his old person benefits. And Homicide? Homicide, that man is a ratings killer. And if either Splinter or Nightshade win it, then PWF may as well shut up shop. The fans out there dont pay to see freaks like that, they pay to see a Superstar like me. And so I have to win the title for the good of this company. I thought I was washed up after losing to the freak on legs who is made of camel shit and dust.
Tedison: Camel shit and dust?
Davey: Sandstorm exactly. But this is the chance Ive been craving and Im gonna use it, and take the title. Its my time, the fans need someone to cheer, someone like a Superstar. Nothing will get in my way. Ive seen Gambino giving Splinter his little pep talks, well its going to take more than a bit of back slapping between those two to put one over on me. Nightshade is a nobody and will always be a nobody in my eyes. People tell me that Gambino has the experience and knowledge to breeze this match, but I dont see it, he may have the respect from some of the guys in the back, and some people in the crowd but his time has past, its all about the Superstar now.
Tedison: And Davey, the Playaz Club, there has been rumours of a reunion.
Davey: Rumours, from where? Internet rumours? 45 yr old virgins with nothing better to do than shit stir? Ted, I havent heard the Playaz Club mentioned in a long time. Ok, lets think about it, Q-Zee has gone back to working in Burger King, The Rookie....well to be honest I didnt really notice him when he was here, and that leaves Masta P.
Tedison: And Masta P?
Davey: I havent spoken to him in a while. His head, just isnt in the zone right now, he needs to think about what he wants and work out who his friends are. I cant tell him what to do, something he needs to do by himself. I miss the guy and maybe we can clear the air but I have to concentrate on my career Ted, not someone elses, or the past. The future is me as PWF World Champion and tonight Ted, that future could edge closer to being the reality.
Davey nods to Ted and heads off down the corridor
Battle Royale
elimination via pin, submission or over the top rope
Credit: Pelican
Report: The four men wait in their corners, not sure who is going to start the match off. Mark Johnson calls for the bell, and the four wrestlers look around at each other. It's Splinter who breaks the tension, his enthusiasm at being in such a big match getting the better of him, by charging in at Gambino, who promptly knocks him down with a right hand. Now Gambino & Splinter are paired off, Davey & Nightshade move in on each other, Nightshade calling for a test of strength. Splinter is back on his feet, but Gambino throws him into the corner and pounds on him with hard right hands. Nightshade seems to be winning the Test of Strength, pushing Davey K almost down onto his knees. But a chant of "Davey K" starts to ring around the arena, and it seems to inspire the Superstar. He begins to power up to his feet and now it seems that he will win the Test of Strength, but Nightshade refuses to let him, and simply boots him in the gut and then hits a couple of right hands. Gambino whips Splinter to the opposite side of the ring and the charges in looking for a clothesline, but Splinter gets his foot up, stunning Gambino for a moment. Splinter reacts quickly and takes the former World Champion down with a Bulldog Headlock. He goes for a cover and doesn't even get a 1 count.
Stanyer: Splinter seems a little too enthusiastic tonight.
Poppa: It's his first really big match, it's not often you get put in the ring with three men of Nightshade, Gambino & Davey K's calibre.
Stanyer: If you ask me, it won't be long before we talk about Splinter in the same breath.
Poppa: You'll get no argument from me.
Nightshade whips Davey K to the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but Davey K ducks it and slides around the back of Shady and quickly hits a Back Drop. Gambino is back up, taking a few right hands from Splinter. He comes back with a kick to the gut and then hooks Splinter up for a suplex. He lifts him up, but Splinter counters and lands behind Gambino. He delivers a club across the back and then he hits a Back Drop, just like Davey K's. Davey K has Nightshade up and then slams his head into the turnbuckle. He then hits a hard knife edge chop, which echoes around the arena, and of course brings the obligatory "Woooo!!" from the crowd. Davey K hits another hard chop, as Nightshade cringes in pain. Davey K is momentarily distracted by his attachment to his fans, and it's all the time Nightshade needs to reverse the positions and deliver a hard knife edge chop to Davey. Splinter has Gambino up and whips him into the ropes, but Gambino locks his arms around the ropes to stop himself. He frees himself, just in time to see Splinter coming at him with a hard Body Tackle which sends both of them through the middle and top rope, and crashing to the floor.
Poppa: Eliminated!!!!
Stanyer: They have to go over the top rope dummy.
Poppa: I knew that, really, I knew that. I used to be a wrestler you know!!! Back in my day, we used to
Stanyer: Oh please, you only retired a year ago, you sound like you've been retired for about 25 years!!!
Poppa: Errr.. ermm.. dammit, where's one of my catchphrases when I need it?
In the ring Nightshade delivers a Suplex to Davey K and then goes for an early pin. ..1 Davey kicks out quickly. Nightshade moves to the mount position and lays into Davey with hard right hands. On the outside of the ring there is a loud crash as Gambino reverses Splinter's irish whip and sends him crashing into the steel steps. Splinter struggles to his feet and Gambino lifts him up before dropping him face first onto the barricade. He then instantly grabs his head and slams it into the ringpost. Not letting go of Splinter, he rolls him back into the ring and then follows him in. Nightshade has Davey K up and whips him into the ropes, he tries to clothesline him over the top rope, but Davey K manages to evade just in time. The Superstar tries to catch Nightshade with a martial arts kick, but Shady cleverly blocks it then catches Davey with a spin kick to the gut. Gambino has a cover on Splinter. ..1 2 . Splinter kicks out without too much trouble. Nightshade hooks both arms of Davey K and hits him with a Double Arm Suplex. He floats over surprisingly easy for such a big man, and goes for the cover. ..1 ..2 ... Davey K kicks out. Gambino has Splinter on his feet and takes him down with a Gordbuster. He then comes off the ropes and hits an Elbow Drop before hooking the leg for another cover. 1 .2 . Splinter kicks out.
Stanyer: Gambino showing Splinter a thing or two about main-eventing.
Poppa: Better not teach him too much, he's a fast learner.
Nightshade picks Davey K up and sets him up for a DDT, but Davey K pushes him back towards the corner and shoulder charges him into the turnbuckle pads. He hits a few more shoulder blocks and then he whips Nightshade out of the corner, but then he drags him back and flattens him with a Short-Arm Clothesline. Gambino picks Splinter up and knocks him into the ropes with a hard right hand. He then tries to lift him over the top rope to eliminate him, but Splinter hangs on tight, and refuses to go over. Meanwhile, Davey K sneaks up on Gambino and then surprises him by lifting him over the top rope. Fortunately for Gambino, he's been in many an over the top match, and he manages to hang onto the top rope and land on the apron. Instantly he hits Davey K with a shoulder thrust and then slingshots over the top rope into a Sunset Flip. 1 2 Davey K kicks out. The Superstar rolls to his feet and takes a step back, but only backs into Nightshade, who promptly clubs him across the back and sends him stumbling into Gambino who pushes him down for a Powerbomb. Nightshade lends a hand as they deliver a Double Powerbomb to Davey K. Gambino goes for the cover .1 2 Nightshade boots Gambino in the face, knocking him off Davey. Gambino looks at Shady from the mat, and he simply motions that he wants to pin Davey. Gambino gets to his feet and gets in Shady's face, which from's the self-proclaimed God to backhand slap Gambino. Taking this as an insult, Gambino retaliates with a hard right hand. The two begin to exchange right hands until Nightshade emerges the victor and pushes Gambino back towards the corner. The corner where Splinter is already standing on the top rope. He goes for a Reality Rift Splash on Davey, but finds nothing but canvas.
Poppa: Major hit and miss for Splinter. He Paptized himself with that one move!!!
Stanyer: And it looks like Davey K is planning to finish him off.
Splinter staggers to his feet and Davey K sets him up for the Superstar Slam (Pedigree), but Splinter smartly counters with a Back Body Drop. Splinter staggers around for a moment, before turning to face Davey K, who smashes him in the face with the Davey KO (Superkick). Meanwhile, Nightshade has really been laying into Gambino in the corner, boots to the gut, shoulder thrusts, the works. He pulls a groggy Gambino to his feet and then snaps him down and over with a classic DDT. Nightshade goes for a cover, just as Davey K is covering Splinter. The ref is unsure what to do, so he counts both pinfalls, one with each hand. 1 .2 .. both men kick out at almost exactly the same time. All 4 men get to their feet, some quicker than others. Nightshade whips Gambino into the ropes and plants him with a big Spinebuster. Meanwhile, Davey K hooks up Splinter and delivers a Backbreaker. Nightshade goes for another cover on Gambino. ..1 ..2. .. Gambino kicks out. Angry, Nightshade gets up and kicks Gambino hard in the kidney. Davey K leaps up onto the 2nd rope and then dives off with an Elbow to the heart of Splinter before going for another cover. ..1 .2 Splinter just kicks out.
Stanyer: Looks like Davey K & Nightshade are taking control of this contest.
Poppa: It's a 4 way match, things NEVER stay under control. Things'll be chaotic once again, I guarantee it.
Nightshade is pulling Gambino up, when the former World Champ gets in a low blow. Caught completely off guard, Nightshade drops to his knees clutching his family jewels. Gambino half-picks him and then delivers a Pulling Piledriver. Before collapsing onto his back to recover from the punishment he has already taken. Davey K has Splinter up to his feet and sets him up for a Powerbomb, but Splinter counters with the Splinter Driver (Rios Driver). Now all 4 men are down in the ring. Gambino and Nightshade slowly make their way to their feet. They begin to exchange right hands, Gambino gets the upper hand and begins to knock Nightshade backwards. He then whips him to the ropes, he goes down for a Back Body Drop, but Nightshade counters with a Double Arm DDT. Then we see something it happening on the tron .
The tron suddenly lights up, and all action ceases for a moment as colors fade into focus... and we see rainy light, almost misty in the glow of a streetlamp, revealing a trenchcoat that has become all to familiar, and a hat pulled down to mask the face of...
Desperation: Good evening, Nightshade. Good to see you're in a fighting mood. You're certainly in a place where such a mood is... how should I put this... appropriate?
Desperation chuckles.
Desperation: Nightshade, it feels like I've known you so long. Long enough to know that when David Scrimm... passed... you were joyous. You saw another wing go up on the temple of your fame, a new wing to your legend. You loved it, admit it. You looked deep into his eyes as he fell, and you... you... you were laughing inside. Your heart was blazing like warm timbers on a hearth. I know how you think, Nightshade, I really do. We're closer than you think, you and I...so close...so very close. Literally yards apart at the moment... and by this, I say... come find me...
The image mixes together to gray.
An angry Nightshade turns around, straight into Splinter who surprises him with his brand new finisher, the Broken Helix (Angle Slam). Splinter makes the cover. 1 .2 ..3!!!!!
James: Via Pinfall, Nightshade has been eliminated!!!!
Stanyer: Looks like that just made Gambino's day!!!
Poppa: He sure woke up quickly when he heard the announcer saying that.
MVD, who so far, has just sat at his ringside seat and done absolutely nothing, barely even watching the match. Finally he gets up and reaches into the ring to drag Nightshade out, he dumps him on the mat, shakes his head and gives him a couple of quick kicks in the gut. He motions to a couple of refs to take care of him. MVD then starts to pace around the ring, staring at just one man, Splinter.
Poppa: Wow, and I thought that was a statue.
Stanyer: (laughter) Guess he doesn't like Splinter too much
Splinter seems fully aware that MVD is pacing around the outside of the ring, and seems to be following him. Which is a big mistake when you're in a 4 way match. As he gets surprised from behind by Gambino & Davey K. They whip him towards the ropes, but Splinter takes both men completely by surprise when he Asai Moonsaults off the 2nd rope and crashes into both men.
Poppa: Wow!!! I didn't think Splinter could do moves like that!!
Stanyer: I'm sure he has plenty more rabbits to pull out of the hat.
Splinter waits for both men to get up and then he knocks them both down with a Double Clothesline. He then starts to climb to the top rope, but before he can even stand up, Gambino dives into the ropes, causing Splinter to lose his balance and crotch himself. As he writhes in pain, Davey K & Gambino seem to agree to work together as they make their way towards Splinter. Both men climb up and hook Splinter up for a Double Superplex. As all 3 men crash down onto the canvas, you know Splinter is going to be out for a while. Gambino & Davey K get to their feet, but Davey K already has a plan in mind as he instantly jumps Gambino. Using the element of surprise, he beats Gambino back and then with a dropkick, he sends Gambino tumbling over the top rope. Davey K then turns away and begins celebrating, showing off to the fans. Gambino on the other hand, is hanging on by just one hand. With a lot of effort, he manages to get both hands on the ropes and uses little more than brute force to pull himself back onto the apron. MVD is right there, making sure that Gambino's feet don't touch the floor. He almost seems tempted to pull Gambino down, but a glare from Mark Johnson makes him think again. Gambino finally pulls himself back into the ring and he waits for Davey K to realise what has happened. Davey is pulling Splinter to his feet, when Gambino taps him on the shoulder. Davey spins around and takes a straight jab to the nose. Gambino then drills Davey into the mat with a modified Diamond Cutter. Gambino leans over to give Davey K a few insults, while Splinter is standing right behind him, waiting to finish him off. But then MVD jumps up onto the apron and starts mouthing abuse at Splinter. Reacting, Splinter goes after MVD, but he drops to the floor immediately, as Splinter stretches over the top rope to try and grab him. Gambino however, has now realised that Splinter was behind him, and sees easy pickings as he does little more than push Splinter and send him tumbling to his doom. Bringing a big smile to one Matt Van Dam's face.
James: Via Going over the Top Rope, Splinter has been eliminated!!!!
Stanyer: With a small measure of help from MVD, Splinter has been eliminated from this contest.
Poppa: An unfortunate end to what was looking promising for Splinter. I'm sure he'll be back at this level before we know it.
Gambino dusts his hands off after eliminated Splinter, then turns back to Davey K, who is up and ready. A boot to the gut and a few seconds later and Davey is driving Gambino face first into the mat with the Superstar Slam. Davey makes the cover,. ..1 ..2 . Somehow Gambino manages to get his shoulder up in time.
Poppa: Lucky bastard!!!
Stanyer: Hey, you can't say that!! And Gambino isn't lucky, that's experience.
Poppa: That's just something the older guys say, it's really just luck.
Stanyer: Shame you never got to find out eh?
Poppa: For a comment like that, I should invent an entirely new wrestling move just to punish you!!!
Davey K sits up on his knees, absolutely stunned that Gambino kicked out. He drags Gambino to his feet and sets him up for another Superstar Slam, but Gambino counters by sweeping Davey's leg. He then sends him flying into the ropes with a Slingshot. Davey is left straggling on the ropes, Gambino tries to throw him over, but Davey hangs on tight and knocks Gambino back with an elbow to the face. Gambino lashes out with a Mafia Kick, catching Davey with a glancing blow and sending him over the top rope. Davey lands on the apron and Gambino is about to send him flying off when Davey slingshot somersaults over Gambino back into the ring. Caught by surprise, Gambino spins around as Davey is coming off the ropes and get's caught by a Lou Thesz Press. Davey bounces off and signals for Gambino to get to his feet. A boot to the gut and Davey hits a 2nd Superstar Slam. Mark Johnson makes the count. .1 2 3!!!!
Stanyer: Davey K is going to the main event at The End of the World!!!!
Poppa: He's always had faith in his own ability, and now that faith is going to be rewarded.
Stanyer: Not sure MVD looks too happy though, then again, I don't think he'd have been happy if either man won, so that doesn't really mean much does it!!
Poppa: One man is happy, and that's Davey K. Hell, he's ecstatic. Looks like he's calling his buddy Masta P from the back to celebrate.
Stanyer: Hello
Out from the back walks Masta P, and alongside him, to the left & right, and behind him, quite a way behind him, is a long line of lovely ladies. Davey K's eyes pop out (and Poppa almost feints). Masta P leads the ladies into the ring, and the two men and the many ladies begin to dance in celebration of Davey K's victory.
Stanyer: Sorry to spoil the entertainment, but something is going on backstage.
Nightshade storms out into the night, where a light rain is falling into a dim alleyway. The water runs down his face, blending with the sweat and obscuring his vision... but when he swipes it away, he sees something standing in the streetlight. Someone.
Nightshade:.....You!
God Nightshade storms across the asphalt, his boots clicking as they crunch into the rock under a thin veil of water, and he comes to the shape that stands in the rainy light, a shape that huddles under a stetson and a trenchcoat.
Nightshade: You there.... who are you, you son of a bitch?
The shape holds it's silence. He draws nearer, one fist forming into a ball.
Nightshade: It doesn't matter, anyway... you've crossed a line that... that...
Nightshade's eyebrows arch. He takes a hesitant step back.
Nightshade: What in the hell....
Suddenly a huge shape lumbers out of the night, and there is an earth-shattering crack as a tongfar slams into the back of Nightshade's head. He holds himself up for a moment, and then his feet give out and he crumples to the rainy sidewalk. The man that stands over him is a huge, muscular mass of humanity. Muscles bulge under a tight blue t-shirt. He kicks the subconsious Nightshade over, and chuckles deeply. A voice calls back from the form under the streetlamp.
Desperation: Krychek...
The big man looks up. His buzz-cut reveals veins pulsing along the side of his head.
Desperation: Leave us.
The big man-Krychek-turns and takes a step back... and then walks away into the night, the tongfar glimmering in one massive fist. Nightshade looks up at Desperation. Blood runs down his face in a crimson river.
Desperation: Is that all you expect of me, 'God Nightshade?' Just you running out into the rain on some random night? Just running out here and getting me? You underestimate me. You underestimate me by far.
Nightshade crawls a little closer to the form.
Desperation: You were right on one part... I am not David Scrimm. David Scrimm rotted to bone a long time ago-I know, I've seen it myself, Nightshade. I've seen it. Myself. With my own. Two. Eyes.
A thin, raspy laugh comes from under the stetson.
Desperation: Funny now, he was in a coma two days. Now, who do we know that likes to pull the plugs on people, Nightshade? Who am I? Where is the white rabbit leading you, Alice?
Nightshade's fingers grip the bottom of Desperation's coat.
Desperation: Oh? What's this? You've made it over to me. Amazing! Such power. It's a shame I sent Krychek away... I might need him against such a sickening... worthless.... pathetic specimen. That is, if you could hurt me. But there's one thing you should know, Nightshade, one thing that should grip your mind in it's dirty, ragged claws and hold you until you scream for release.
Nightshade pulls on the coat. There is a metallic rustle, and the coat falls away, as does the stetson, revealing... a formless white mannequin torso. Tied to the eyeless face of the thing is a walkie-talkie.
Desperation: This isn't checkers. It's chess.
A crackling, wicked laughter oozes from the mouthpiece of the walkie-talkie as Nightshade tries to get to his feet. He gets to his knees and lunges at the mannequin, knocking it flat. The walkie-talkie falls free, and the laughter continues. Nightshade crawls over it and brings his hands up together....
Desperation: Oh Nightshade? See you around.
He brings his fists down, and the walkie-talkie explodes under them. He lays there, bleeding from the hands and face, as the rain falls down all around as the camera fades to black.
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