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Cow Palace
San Franisco,California
Saturday February 14th 2004
Attendance: 18,991
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to Saturday Night Havoc!!!
Poppa: We're back for yet another week of twists and turns. Last week we had about 50 Desperation's running around.
Stanyer: Not to mention nRw's Hanibal came close to winning the PWF World Title.
Poppa: Unless you ask Sabre, who'll tell you that he had it in the bag from the first minute and that he was dragging it out for the cameras.
Stanyer: Well that sounds like Sabre to me.
Poppa: Oh no….
Stanyer: What??
The camera cuts back to the entrance ramp as 'Brand New Hate' by the Backyard Babies hits, and the fans rise to greet the PWF World champ, Sabre, who immediately marches out from the back and towards the ring...
Stanyer: "Looks like we'll be hearing from Sabre, no doubt addressing the Cult, and his match with Golgotha at All Creation!"
Poppa: "Fooey."
Sabre leaps into the ring as a ring official leans in and hands him a mic. Sabre taps the head to make sure its live before reaching it up to his lips...
Sabre: "Now I'm sure you've all noticed that I've walked down here tonight with my wrestling boots tightly strapped on... and I've also walked out here with a nice shiny title.... so it's pretty damn obvious that tonight is the night I kick a certain individual in the arse!"
The crowd pops as Sabre stalks the ring corner to corner...
Sabre: "Now I'm sure...
Sabre doesn't have an opportunity to finish as "Golgotha" by Embodyment hits, and Golgotha struts out, grinning. The capacity crowd boos hoarsely as Golgotha stands at the head of the entranceway, mic in hand...
Golgotha: "Sabre, Sabre, Sabre... always ready for a fight, eh? Well tonight you finally get your chance. The Cult versus the DUX, where I can finally show the World just what I plan to do to you come All Creation."
Sabre slowly smiles as the crowd heat up the all classic 'Asshole' chant which destracts Golgotha...
Sabre: "You see Golgotha, that's where you're wrong. Tonight, I'm willing to throw caution to the ring, and hook into our All Creation match tonight in this very ring! How bout it, Golgotha? You and me with the title on the line!"
The crowd pops wildly as the camera cuts to both Golgotha's reaction and Sabre, who waits in the ring...
Stanyer: "A main event match come early, with Golgotha versus Sabre for the title TONIGHT!"
Poppa: "It's gonna be a big one, I guarentee it."
A 'Sabre' chant is created as the World waits for Golgothas response...
Golgotha: "As much as I'd love to beat you for that title earlier than usual Sabre.... I'm going to have to decline the offer."
The crowd boos as Sabre stands in the ring, shocked..
Stanyer: "What?!?"
Golgotha: "It's real simple, Sabre. Tonight is about showing everyone just how much better I am than you. It's showing the World why The Cult is the most dominant force in the PWF. Tonight, I'm going to embarass you and your little 'mates' and forever cementing the fact that I am and always will be the very best athlete in the PWF. Then... when you're left bloody and bruised with all your friends and fans realising just how worthless you are... I'm going to walk up and take what's mine."
Golgotha laughs out loud as Sabre stalks the ring, gritting his teeth...
Golgotha: "Besides... I've been having some long discussions with the resident manager, Bryan Bishop... and he of all people doesn't want our precious match to run its course until All Creation comes around."
Sabre: "Alright, alright, you've made your point. Very nice speech. But there's one thing you've forgotten... you're not dealing with one of your cronies here, pal... hell, you're not dealing with a typical PWF superstar... I'm made of tougher stuff and tonight, All Creation... any day of the week! The moment you step into this ring I'm going to slap that stupid little grin off your face and proove to YOU just why they say I'm the fiercest bastard you've ever laid eyes on in this federation!"
The fans pop, but Golgotha merely shakes his head, laughing..
Golgotha: "heh heh heh... Sabre... you act like all the cards have been placed on the table. But believe me... I still have some surprises in store for you, champion."
Golgotha laughs quietly as his theme music plays once more and he retreats backstage, leaving both the fans and Sabre confused about the final statement...
Stanyer: "Well Golgotha just backed down like the coward he is."
Poppa: "Hey, you heard him. He's just biding his time, and taking the World title when he wants to, not when Sabre says he can. A mark of a true champion in my opinion."
Stanyer: "Poppa, you'd just be happy if the title was taken off Sabre, no matter who the opponent was."
Poppa: "Darn tootin! And right now, Golgotha looks like the perfect man for the job! You heard him, Sabre's days are numbered and I can't wait till All Creation!"
Stanyer: Welcome back folks, well we nearly had a World Title match tonight, but for some reason, Golgotha turned down the oppurtunity…
Poppa: The fact Sabre actually challenged someone to a match is a shock in itself…
Stanyer: Well, that's you, I for one am surprised Golgotha refused. Before he stopped speaking to me, which was a couple of months ago, his dream was to be the PWF World Champion - yet when he is offered a World Title shot one on one, he turns it down. Why?
Poppa: Well, Golgotha is pretty smart right? Have you ever thought that he might want to face Sabre on HIS terms - not Sabre's. He doesn't want a match with Sabre, he wants to BEAT Sabre, and he wants to make sure he has the best possible chance of beating him.
Stanyer: I suppose you're right. Well on with tonight's show, our next match should be interesting. Turns out that one of the people posing as Desperation last week was in fact Jason Hunt. Who - rather surprisingly - admitted this quite freely.
Poppa: Now interim owner, Bryan Bishop, has granted Nightshade a match with him. No sign of Desperation tonight so far though.
Stanyer: I'm told that Bryan Bishop has ordered him to face Suicide in a match tonight, so he will have to turn up.
Poppa: Will be interesting..
Credit: The Pelican
Report: Nightshade dishes out some tough punishment to Jason Hunt for his role in last weeks stunt. He bosses Hunt around with right hands, even taking the match outside of the ring. Nightshade tosses Hunt into the barrier & the ring post. A violent Suplex leaves Hunt down for a while and Nightshade rips a monitor out of the Announcer's Table. He readies to crack Hunt over the head with it, but referee Mark Johnson drags it out of his hands, and gives Hunt the chance to knock Shady down with a clothesline. The match returns to the ring where Hunt starts to work over Nightshade's left knee. Hunt snaps on a number of nasty looking submission holds. And frequently drops a knee or some part of his body across Shady's knee. Nightshade manages to evade a Flying Elbow off the top rope from Jason Hunt, and we get a 10 count. Both men make it to their feet & Nightshade mounts a comeback, although Hunt manages to break the attack up a few times with shots to Nightshade's knee. But the adrenalin is flowing through Nightshade and we see a display of outstanding wrestling from the Master of the DDT. Nobody is surprised when Nightshade's offense is interuppted by Desperation walking through the curtain, but what does surprise Nightshade is what Desperation is wearing. There can be no doubt about it, Desperation is dressed as none other than NightGoddess!! Nightshade looks disgusted as well as angry at the sight of Desperation is drag. However, Desperation's appearance serves it's purpose as Hunt surprises Nightshade and hits a Dragon Suplex, with a bridge and it is enough to garner Jason Hunt a 3 count.
Poppa: That's just weird… Desperation is lucky Jonny Lang isn't around anymore…
Stanyer: (laughing) That's a good point… Seriously now, I'll say one thing about Desperation, he's got guts, he isn't letting up on Nightshade, he's keeping up his constant stream of Mind Games.
Poppa: A man without fear is definitely one to be afraid of.
The camera fades to where we see Disciple in the back, by a vending a machine. He grabs a soda out of the machine to find Golgotha standing behind him.
Golgotha: Hey..Hey.. I'm not here to cause any trouble. I just want to chat.
Disciple eyes him suspiciously, but eases his guard just a tad.
Disciple: Oh really, what about...?
Golgotha: About joining the Cult...
Disciple: Go on...
Golgotha: After that crafty win last week, I decided to find out more about you. In the tag division, you and Darksyde was unstoppable or so it seemed. Held the titles in the Underground for a very long time.... that was until your injury. You returned to singles action and it started going downhill.
Disciple clenches his fist and mutters some unmentionables as he edges closer to Golgotha.
Golgotha: Wait a minute, hear me out. Disciple you're a team player, I noticed the difference when you were with your brother's faction and the man you are today. Think about it Disciple, the fame, the money, the sheer fact that you would be part of the PWF's most elite faction. I want the Minister of Pain to join the Cult.
Disciple thinks for a minute, then looks in Golgotha's direction.
Disciple: So you want me, to join forces with the Cult.
Golgotha nods.
Disciple: I don't have to read the bible all the time do I? Or quote scriptures from it do I?
Golgotha: No, it's a not a requirement.
Disciple: Then you got yourself a deal.
Poppa: It looks like the Cult have just got themselves a new Disciple.
Stanyer: Bad pun, BAD pun…
Poppa: What? Okay, okay… still, Disciple could prove to be an excellent addition to The Cult.
Stanyer: Indeed he could, his past record is outstanding, although we haven't seen much of him here in the PWF, most people think he will do well. We shall have to wait and see.
Poppa: I daresay it's time for our next match.
Stanyer: Should be an interesting one this one, I think these two have met each other before, in another Federation.
Poppa: Wasn't nRw was it?
Stanyer: Might have been…..
The crowd buzzes with anticpation for the next match until "Bullets" by Creed blasts over the speakers. The crowd starts to boo as Jason Ross struts out. Two red pyros shoot from the stage high in the air. Jason continues down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, and onto the turnbuckle to pose for his fans. He jumps down and grabs the mic from the announcer's hands as his music dies down.
Jason Ross: Quiet Please! Quiet!
The crowd boos louder. Jason sighs and waits for them to finish.
Jason Ross: Thank you. First off, I just want to say how disgusted I am...with the way I am treated backstage. I've been with a lot of companies before and yeah, they've pulled pranks on me when I was new...but they didnt keep going on after 2 weeks!
The crowd laughs as Jason scowls.
Jason Ross: It's not funny. The shaving cream in the bags. My clothes being put in the showers. After 2 weeks It's getting old, guys. So stop. Next, you all saw how last week, I was rudely interuppted by Suicide. I was viciously attacked during "Jason Time" where I trying to educate these morons on how to root for A great wrestler like myself instead of losers like Rainmaker.
Suicide, you could've come out and spoken at any other time. But you had to come out during my time, attack me, and then just ramble on and on about coming back and getting the world title and what not. Just don't do it.
Suddenly he is interuppted with the music of Hannibal as the match is about to begin.
Credit: The Pelican
Report: A fast paced match this one. Lots of holds and counter-holds. It's clear from the beginning though that Hanibal is on form at the moment. Hanibal reacts so quickly to everything Ross attempts that the match starts to become completely one sided. Hanibal then takes to showboating, taking long breaks between moves, and posing for the crowd (why we don't know, as all they do is jeer him and chant "PWF".) Hanibal scores with the Ego Trip & The Full Effect, getting close 2 counts from both. But Jason Ross won't give up and he mounts a spectacular comeback. Beating Hanibal back and culminating in him delivering devastating Powerbomb. But Hanibal is not to be denied, and he spectacuarly kicks out. A couple of moves later & Ross is countered into Hanibal's finisher, the Hardcore Hangover and Hanibal leaves with the victory.
Stanyer: Hanibal continues his impressive form since returning to the PWF.
Poppa: You praising the nRw now I see..
Stanyer: Just stating a fact, don't hang me for it okay..
Poppa: We'll have to watch you very closely from now on..
As Ross is walking up the aisle, Ted Tedision comes up to him to try and get an interview. Ross rips the mic from his hands before he can even ask a question.
Jason Ross: "Soon you won't be talking about a Flash in the Plan like Hanibal. Soon you'll be talking about me, Soon you'll be talking about Jason Ross. SOON."
Ross tosses the mic at Ted Tedison as he walks off up the aisle and we cut to Hanibal who is laughing at Jason Ross's comments.
Apparantly the camera's hear an arguement as it escalates. Coming around the corner they find Zion standing over Toran, having the smaller Crest brother backed into the corner.
Zion: I'm still not sure you understand what's expected of you Toran...
Toran glares at the giant in front of him as only a brother could
Toran: Me?! ME?! You listen to me right now you freak. *I* didn't screw up last week, *I* didn't clothesline you. You hear me? Last week I was there for you, I had my head in the game and we should have won. You understand me? Is any of this getting through that brainwashing bull[ ] Golgotha's been feeding you?
Zion: Watch your tone Toran..... or else....
Toran laughs
Toran: Or else what? Huh? You gonna take me out? Don't make me laugh Zion. You could never beat me when we were children and you sure as hell can't do it now. For everything you've been through, and every big name you've fought I've fought twice as many. For every match you couldn't stand up after I walked away.
Zion: Do you think your better than me?
Toran: I *know* I'm better than you've become
Zion: And what is that supposed to mean?
Toran: You told me to focus and choose, I did. I came to help you two weeks ago, and I had the match in hand last week. I've upheld every expectation. When me and Spectre fought the DUX at End of the World. Who won? Who fought even though the odds weren't fair?
Zion frowns
Toran: Damn straight. Your heads been twisted backwards and shoved up your own ass Zion! You've fallen hook, line, and sinker for that false prophet and his blathering idiodicy.
Zion: Toran, your forget yourself....
Toran pops Zion in the face, enough to shut him up and get his attention.
Toran: I'm talking, now shut up
Zion sneers, but Toran continues unimpressed
Toran: You've become the exact thing you hate brother, you've become the lying, cheating, double standard. You say one thing, then go commit the exact opposite!!! You listen to me you [ ]ing moron, *you* may buy into all this Cult bullshit, but I don't. You hear me? Your not thinking, you've been twisted around and now your being used like a puppet. Golgotha is pulling your strings Zion!
Zion grabs Toran by the neck, slamming him into the wall. Toran struggles but Zion ignores him and starts talking.
Zion: Shut up Toran, you know nothing. Do you see this gold on my shoulder? This doesn't lie. You think I've turned, that I've forgotten my purpose. But your wrong *little* brother. This proves I'm on the right path, as Golgotha promised. Only when we hold true power do we have the ability to make the needed changes! I will have that power and *then* and only then you will see the truth of my ways.
Toran coughs and then jams his chin down into the soft spot between the thumb and fingers of Zion's hand. The moment he relaxes, Toran steps in and rams a knee to Zion's solar plexes, then as the big man doubles over, he brings a hard elbow strike down to the rear of the skull. Zion hits the ground hard, but immediately starts getting up. By that point Toran is a dozen feet away.
Toran: You know what, if your not going to listen to reason, then I'm going to have to force you. Zion, I challenge you for that belt.
Zion: You make a big mistake Toran.
Toran: Why don't you prove it's a mistake, instead of just flapping your gums
Zion growls and slams a fist into a nearby table
Zion: Fine! You want to learn, I will teach you Toran!! I will show you every ounce of pain possible for a human body, I will break you and then remold you. Fixed, perfect, no longer marred by this pathetic weakness. You want it, you have it *Brother*
The tension is cut of momentarily as Brod and Rex Idol barge into the conversation.
Brod: Whoa there nelly what's this I hear?
Rex Idol: Sounds like two cats fighting if you ask me.
Brod: Yeah the kind that makes you want to set the dogs on to them to break them up.
Rex Idol: Well boys we'll be those dogs if you like.
Brod: And while we're at it we'll also throw a cat amongst the pigeons if you will.
Rex Idol: We want the US title back in the DUX where it belongs and while you're all 'I don't like you brother and I want your title' we're gonna be all 'Hey we don't like you and we both want your title'!.
Brod: In english it means if you're man enough to accept your brother's challenge Zion then you'll probably, although highly doubtful, accept ours.
Rex Idol: Hey I can see it now: Zion v Toran v Rex Idol v Brod for the US Title at All Creation!
Brod: Now what a swell idea that is Rex now if you two don't mind we have a match to prepare for.
Rex Idol: To All Creation and Beyond!
Brod: (groans) That better not catch on...
Brod and Rex leave the Family Crest to ponder what just went down and then continue their argument
Stanyer: Could we really get a 4 way match for the US Title at All Creation?
Poppa: Well, you heard them didn't you? Of course we could, we just need Bryan Bishop to authorise it.
Stanyer: Well, I'll look forward to it if it happens.
Poppa: Well this is a match I've been looking forward to. I expected that it wouldn't happen until the PPV, but it looks like the fans are going to get this one for free.
Stanyer: The rumour I heard was that Bishop wanted both men on the PWF's side for All Creation, and that is why he booked them to fight tonight, he wants them to settle their business now, rather than have it hanging over their heads at All Creation.
Poppa: Not a chance in HELL will that happen. Not when you look at the record of both of these guys, they just don't forget things that quickly.
Stanyer: I agree, Bishop is being overly optimistic, but then I suppose someone has to be.
Credit: The Pelican
Report: Strange happenings in this match as Crucyfix seems to be gaining the fans support, and Gambino, for some reason seems to be receiving little but boos and jeers. Gambino doesn't know how to react to this - so he simply takes it out on Crucyfix. Gambino's outburst of rage puts Crucyfix on the backfoot from the first moment of the match. And he never recovers as Gambino smashes him around the ring, and outside of the ring. Finally Gambino hits the Gambino Facebuster to score the victory, but that doesn't seem enough for him, as he goes to the outside and picks up a Steel Chair. But before he can strike down Crucyfix, Hanibal and Grimm arrive in the ring and Grimm rips the chair from his grip. Hanibal gives Gambino a big smile before Grimm knocks him out with a clean chair shot to the forehead. Hanibal then helps Crucyfix to his feet and Crucyfix takes something from Hanibal. It turns out to be a T-Shirt, an nRw T-Shirt…..
Poppa: It seems to me that Crucyfix has just turned Traitor and has joined the nRw.
Stanyer: Perhaps now the fans won't cheer him so much. I daresay Grimm will rue the day he knocked Gambino out with a steel chair.
Bryan Bishop sits in his office, enjoying a hot cup of cocoa and reading the latest edition of Time Magazine.
Bishop: Janet Jackson showed her hoot? When the hell was this?
He shuffles through a few more pages when Nightshade storms in the door. "God" storms over to the desk and tears the magazine out of Bishop's hands, and throws it behind him. He then swats away all of Bishop's things so that they fall on the floor.
Bishop:...can I help you with something, Nightshade?
Nightshade: Yeah you can. You know, you son of a bitch. You know who Desperation is.
Bishop: That's news to me.
Nightshade: Shut up, you fat fucker, and listen up. I want in the All Creation Match. I want Desperation there, and I want to finish him off for good.
Bishop rolls his eyes.
Bishop: Me me me...
He goes to sip his cocoa, and Nightshade swats it out of his hand.
Bishop: You know, that's a terrible way to go about getting what you want.
Nightshade: I want in, you son of a bitch. You make it happen.
Bishop: Okay, deal. You want in All Creation? You want to be a part of my baby? Fine, you're in. Happy? But I swear to God... and not you, the real God... It's going to be worse. A lot worse. Just for you. I may not be Desperation, but that doesn't mean I don't despise you. I remember, Nightshade. I have a long memory. I remember your "welcoming" me a long time ago... and I still have the scars on my face from All Creation 2. I know what you tried to do there, and I know you almost succeeded. So fine, you're in. I hope Desperation hangs you by the throat. I know I wish I could.
Bishop looks down at his desk.
Bishop: Get out of here.
Nightshade chuckles.
Nightshade: Just as easy to manipulate as ever. Why don't you enter All Creation? I'd like that. I'd like another chance to put you down like the rabid dog you are.
Bishop: I'm not going to do that and you know it. I don't have it in me anymore.
Nightshade: The hell you don't. Thanks for putting me in All Creation. It'll be the best one ever...
Nightshade walks to the door, and turns before leaving...
Nightshade: Because you won't be in it.
Nightshade slams the door so hard a crack runs down the center.
Stanyer: Hey, where are you going?
Poppa: I've just been told to go backstage to see Bryan Bishop, no idea why.
Stanyer: So who's doing colour commentary then? Or am I being left out here alone?
Poppa: He said he was sending MVD down to cover this one..
Stanyer: Joy…
Credit: Matt Van Dam
"Snap your Fingers, Snap your neck" by Dry Kill Logic plays as MVD walks down the aisle. MVD poses, flexing his arms towards his head (RVD style). The Ultra-Tron bears the gWo logo and then shows clips of MVD striking opponents out with his Kendo Stick and finishing them the 5 star frog splash.
Stanyer: Well here comes my broadcast colleague for this match, Matt Van Dam, he'll be filling in for Big Poppa on color commentary.
Matt Van Dam takes his place alongside Jason Stanyer at ringside and puts on his headset.
MVD: Hello MVD fans, heads up Jay, long time no see!
Stanyer: Not long enough Matt, so what are your thoughts on this match?
MVD: I really don't care, neither of these belong in a ring with MVD (2 thumb pose) but I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy the show!
Stanyer: Well in that case lets go back to the action and await the introduction of the competitors!
Head Up starts to build up through the arena, as the chords start to play smoke rises from the stage, a strobe starts to go off throughout the arena. Max Cavilera comes screaming through the PA, dark red pyros blast up and out of the stage clearing the smoke and there stands Splinter. The Hardcore Chair Swinging Freak makes his way down to the ring high fiving a few fans on the way before rolling into the ring. He tests the ropes before standing in his corner and preparing for the upcoming match.
James: Introducing from Colchester, England. Weighing in at 223lbs. SPLINTER!!!!
The arena lights dim ever so slightly as some of them shift from their normal color, to a bluish tone. The big screen above the entryway goes dark as some snow-like bits of white flutter down through the image. Then, just as the words "ICON IN THE MAKING" appear on the slightly snowy screen, a bluish-white strobe light begins to flicker and "Trapped Under Ice" by Metallica erupts from the arena speakers. On the screen, the previous words fade out to be replaced by the name "Cyrus deWynter" in big bold letters. Blue and white pyro's explode on either side of the stage as Cyrus steps into view. He pauses, smiling, at the top of the ramp and surveys the crowd before his gaze comes to rest upon the ring. Slowly, and with a bit of a swagger in his walk, he makes his way down to the ring and climbs up onto the ring apron. He raises his arms above his head, clasping his hands together in the air, as he looks out at the crowd once more before slipping through the ropes and into the ring.
James: Introducing, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing 228lbs, CYRUS DeWYNTER!!!
Report: There is a definite air of suspense in the crowd as both men look each other down opposite corners of the ring. The two cautiously come together in the centre of the ring, Splinter going for an elbow tie up but Cyrus ducks under and goes to ground taking out Splinter's standing leg with a swift swipe from the arm sending Splinter quickly to the mat. Splinter is up quickly as Cyrus is making a finger waving gesture towards him telling him not to try that again! The two come together in the centre again and Splinter gestures for the test of strength by motioning his hand into the air, Cyrus obliges and reaches out for Splinter's right hand with his own left but as he is about to make contact he feels a stiff boot to the mid-section from the Hardcore Chair swinging freak. Splinter then takes the right arm of Cyrus and jerks it towards himself and powers Cyrus down with a fearsome short-arm clothesline! Cyrus attempts to cover up as Splinter begins to stomp away his back. Splinter then proceeds to all four corners of the ring and removes the turnbuckle padding from the top buckle. He then goes over to the still motionless Cyrus and pulls him to his feet via his hair. Splinter then violently crashes Cyrus into all 4 of the corners of the ring, the buckle ring makes a nasty clunking noise as the flesh of Cyrus impacts against the steel of the ring. Cyrus is still out of it in the 4th corner and Splinter lifts his hand gesturing to the crowd as they roar he begins to charge at Cyrus and launches at him with a spear but Cyrus rolls out of the way and Splinter's hand ricochets off the ring post as he flies out to ringside.
Stanyer: Well Splinter looked to have in hand but it seems his hardcore tactics have backfired!
MVD: Now let's see if the Extreme Champion can play Splinter's game!
Cyrus stands up using the ring ropes for leverage as he regains his composure, he spots Splinter's trying to drag himself up onto the ring apron and takes a run up from the far side of the ring and nails Splinter with a baseball slide right into the head and Splinter is sent into the security rails. Cyrus is now beginning to smell blood literally as a large laceration becomes apparent on the head of Splinter. With Splinter set up nicely on the rails Cyrus tells the camera crew to back off so he can again take a run up, he runs at Splinter and flies at him looking to give the "Cold Shoulder" (Flying shoulder block) but Splinter drops to the floor as Cyrus sails over his head and into the seats at ringside. Splinter picks himself up and wipes the blood from his brow and sees it on his hand, this only serves to make him extremely pissed off! Splinter jumps over the ring barrier towards Cyrus and picks him up off the now trashed ringside seats. Both wrestlers begin to exchange lefts and rights as they battle towards to the stage. Splinter at this point has the upper hand and rolls Cyrus onto the stage area, as he also climbs onto the stage Cyrus is on his feet but is disorientated and cannot take advantage and Splinter hooks his head and sends him crashing to the steel stage floor with the "Holocaust DDT" (Evenflow DDT). Splinter not wasting anytime again pulls Cyrus by his hair and as he does so we see blood begin to trickle from his forehead. Splinter is still dragging him by his hair as he escorts the champion into the backstage area, the camera crew take time to focus on the THIAC structure in the background as the 2 battle on. They arrive at the ring crew's area, naturally there is lots of metal structure all over the place which is right up Splinter's alley! Splinter whips Cyrus hard into a wall and picks up a steel pipe, presumably belonging to the THIAC and begins to stick it to Cyrus in the stomach! At Cyrus crutches over in pain Splinter nails him in the back of the head and Cyrus hits the deck hard face first!
Stanyer: Well Cyrus has really gotta get a grip of the match, he maybe the extreme champ but i don't think he can seriously hope to beat Splinter at his own game!
MVD: He is just luring him into a false sense of security; he's got Splinter in hand!
Stanyer: I hope you don't use that ploy so that JVD takes you "in hand" do you?
MVD: Let's just concentrate on the match shall we?
Splinter ditches the pipe and moves over to pick up Cyrus but as he reaches down to him Cyrus comes back with a vicious low blow! Splinter is caught and can only stand and take the pain but as he leaves himself vulnerable Cyrus again hits him with a low blow! and again! AND AGAIN! each time even harder than before!
Stanyer: I'm sorry but that is the last act of a desperate man, even the most hardcore of hardcore wouldn't do that to another human being!
MVD: I guess we won't be seeing any little Splinter's anytime soon Jay!
Splinter is in a real bad way, the horrible pain that shoots from the grapefruits deep into the stomach has totally overcome him and he cannot move for the pain, he is curled up on the cold concrete floor simpering! After taking a few moments to get his breathe pack Cyrus begins to capitalize sees he can do just about anything to his opponent at this stage. He moves up behind Splinter and applies the STF one of the most painful submission moves in his vast collection. He yanks back on the neck as hard as possible, Splinter screaming in pain but refuses to tap to Cyrus, after a few minutes in the hold Cyrus releases his arms around Splinter's neck and attacks him viciously with heavy cross-face punches, Splinter goes limp after the assault and Cyrus rolls him over into the Kata-Hajime (Tazmission) to try and cut off his air supply, Cyrus is squeezing Splinter with all his might but the challenger will not tap! After a few seconds in the hold Cyrus begins to lose his grip and splinter manages to knock his head back into the face of Cyrus in a reverse head-butt! After the 3rd head-butt Cyrus is forced to release the hold and checks his nose to ensure it isn't broken!
Stanyer: A lucky escape for Splinter on that occasion!
MVD: It won't take much longer for Cyrus to put him away though unless Splinter can retaliate soon!
Stanyer: I think your right on this one!
Cyrus now satisfied his looks have not diminished too much from Splinter's head-butts continues the attack and stomps on the back of Splinter's head and then landing a well placed soccer style boot into the gut of Splinter! He then drags Splinter to his feet, but Splinter connects with a an elbow to the stomach of Cyrus, Splinter gets to his feet and begins a flurry of punches to the stomach and head and has Cyrus reeling backwards toward a wall, he takes a few steps back to get a run up from a big right hand and swings recklessly at Cyrus but catches the arm and ties him up and launches him over his head and hard into the wall with the "Glacial Spike" (Hand in arm Tazplex). Splinter's body is in a heap against the wall, he lands hard on his head from the awesome throw from Cyrus!
Stanyer: That's got to be it, what a vicious move from Cyrus, Splinter is in a real bad bad way now!
MVD: Not as bad as that time JVD got her tongue stuck in the toaster trying to make French toast!
Cyrus pulls Splinter away from the wall and covers him .……....1 ...........2 .......... kick out! Cyrus gets up and stomps on to the ground in a frenzy as he cannot believe Splinter got up from that one. Cyrus pulls up Splinter with ease and throws into the wall which he has just fallen into, Splinter has just enough energy to stand on his feet but Cyrus begins a tirade of knife-edge chops! He lashes into Splinter's chest again and again each time splinter slipping further towards the floor, but Cyrus goes for one too many and goes for one hellacious chop and Splinter dodges with Cyrus's hand cracking against the wall! Cyrus is clutching his hand in agony but Splinter already has made his way begin the champion and ties his arms up and delivers a neck-breaking Tiger Suplex as Cyrus' head bounces off the hard concrete!
Stanyer: OH MY GOD! Cyrus's hand and neck could easily be broken, i guess that's what happens when you play someone else's game!
MVD: How's he going to be able to wrestle with one hand? Then again I guess your good at wrestling certain anatomy one handed right Jay?
The match finally goes Splinter's way and after the terrible abuse he has suffered he is understandably angry! He gets a hand full of tights in one hand and a handful of hair in the other and throws Cyrus head first into the wall. Cyrus bounces down to the floor and is flat out! Splinter picks up Cyrus and manages to get him over his shoulder and takes a few steps back from the wall and runs towards it and throws Cyrus like a javelin into the wall again, the wall makes a terrible smacking sound as Cyrus' head crashes into it!
Stanyer: He is out MVD, he could be brain damaged after that one!
MVD: Yeah he has taken more shots than Steve Austin during happy hour!
Splinter drags Cyrus' motionless body towards a nearby office, the door has a large glass window frame in the top of half and is open and Splinter takes a peek inside to make sure no one is in it. He then closes the door and turns his back to it and grabs around the thighs of Cyrus and falls backwards launching Cyrus into the air and crashing through the pane of glass, his body is hanging over the window frame, one half in the office, the other outside! Splinter opens the door with Cyrus still folded up in the frame and then slams it shut with the momentum sending Cyrus falling into the shards of glass on the other side.
Stanyer: Well even the most cliché of wrestling moves such as the old fashioned catapult have been tailored for Splinter's extreme assault here!
MVD: Well whoever owns that office is going to receiving a big bill!
Splinter picks up Cyrus' who now has many mini lacerations to his face, arms and torso from the shards of glass, he sets him up near the office desk and goes behind his opponent and executes an awesome "Splinter Driver" sending Cyrus crashing through the desk which collapses in a heap! Splinter goes for the cover …..........1 ................2 ................2 and 3 quarters and KICK OUT!
Stanyer: My god! How did Cyrus get out of that one!
MVD: He may not be extreme but he certainly is doing all he can to keep that title, it's all academic really, he is just delaying the inevitable before he has to hand that belt to me!
Splinter punches the wall and overturns more office furniture in frustration and then heads towards the door, presumably to find more weaponry to add to his arsenal and suddenly he is struck ferociously with the same steel pipe Splinter used to assault Cyrus earlier in the match! We see Splinter slowly fall backwards into the office and Cyrus begins to crawl towards his opponent whose head now has 2 deep wounds and is losing critical amounts of blood. Cyrus is about the make the cover when we see a shadowy figure in the doorway holding the bloody pipe in his hand, the camera zooms into the face of the attacker!
Stanyer: It's SOLO! That no good son of a bitch! Why has he just saved Cyrus, he singled him out as his #1 target last week?
MVD: Well not even I can answer that one Jay, but Mr Solo can rest assured he'll need to take that over my dead body!
Cyrus clambers over the unconscious body of Splinter and the count is made ………….1 ................2 ...............3!
Cyrus looks up to see Solo stare back at him deeply before he walks off as "Trapped Under Ice" by Metallica blasts through the PWF sound system.
Stanyer: We shall have to try and get hold of Solo, I'd like to know why he just helped the man who he has declared his #1 target.
MVD: YOU want to know - dammit, I want to know, I'm the one who'll take that title off Cyrus, not bloody Solo.
Stanyer: That remains to be seen.
MVD: I'm just glad I only had to come out here for this match, LATER.
We see Golgotha walking up to Toran backstage. The Hardcore Christian sees his stable mate, and slaps him across the face. This angers Crest, and the two look like they are about to have words, if not exchange punches.
Golgotha: "What the hell is your problem?"
Toran: "My problem? You have the audasity, the gall to ask me what my problem is?"
Golgotha: "You want to fingt your brother, your own flesh and blood, and I'm the audacious one? I thought you had higher standerds."
Toran: "Who are you to talk about standards?"
Golgotha: "Becareful not to cross me, Toran. I brought you in here for a purpose. To unite with Zion and help get rid of the DUX. So far, the you have done nothing but argue and bicker, like this is some stupid sibling rivalry. I am asking....no I am demanding that you apologize, and don't go through with this stupid match."
Toran: "No"
Golgotha: "I will ask you again, apologize to Zion, just as he has apologized to you."
Toran: "For two weeks, I have been apologizing to Zion for my shortcomings. And yet that wasn't good enough for him. I am sick and tired of his doulbe standards. I have done everything I have been asked since I was in the Cult, reguardless of how I felt about it. I defeated the DUX, even though the odds weren't fair. It is time I took a stand for who I am and what I believe."
Toran attempts to walk away, but Golgotha gets in his way. Toran levels the Hardcore Christian with a right hand. As Toran walks by Golgotha, he turns back and makes a reply.
Toran: "It would be wise of you to stay out of my way...and out of the Crest's family business."
Toran walks away, leaving Golgotha wounded on the floor, as we go back to the comentary table.
Bryan Bishop is walking around backstage, his cup of cocoa refilled. He drinks it deeply and adjusts the collar of his Hawaiian shirt... when Johnny Mayhem runs up to him.
Mayhem: Bryan! Bryan! A moment of your time. Any word on the All Creation match?
Bishop: Yeah, sure, I'll fill you in if you so desire.
Mayhem: I so desire.
Bishop: Well, I've filled in three more spots for the PWF team. We've got the Superb superstar Davey K, the sexy Antonio Gambino...
Mayhem: Sexy?
Bishop: Yeah. And finally the inconsiderate a-hole, Nightshade.
Mayhem: That's kind of harsh.
Bishop: Good. I hope the son of a bitch dies.
Mayhem:...okay. Who's rounding out the NRW?
Bishop: Oh, those young punks are headlined by Grimm, Hunt, and Hanibal. You knew that, though. But they've got an old original with them, the geriatric but always fascinating Crucyfix.
Mayhem: That sounds like some team! Any idea who NRW's last pick will be?
Bishop: No idea.
Mayhem: And what about the the remaining PWF spots?
Bishop: Those are the real mystery. Loyalties seem to be everywhere these days. Maybe I'll bring Chris P. Bacon in...
Mayhem: You're joking.
Bishop: Well, the way things are looking...
Bryan Bishop shrugs sadly and walks past Mayhem, sipping his cocoa.
Stanyer: Well this should prove to be an interesting matchup, We know that Desperation has arrived, and that he will face Suicide. At least there is one thing I can tell you, Poppa is back. But he won't tell me what Bishop wanted him for.
Poppa: No, I damn well won't, so stop asking.
Stanyer: Fine, so… your thoughts on this match.
Poppa: Will be interesting, Desperation has been disguising his identity for months, not just with the mask, but by using various masks & makeup to make himself appear as other people. Now he has moved on to using other people. Which begs the question - will it actually be Desperation who turns up tonight? Or will it be another imposter?
Stanyer: Only one man knows the answer to that question, and that's Desperation.
Credit: The Pelican
Report: Suicide looks determined to impress on his in-ring return to the PWF, as he dominates Desperation. However, Suicide's in-ring return is rapidly cut short by Nightshade racing down the aisle and diving into the ring to attack Desperation, resulting in a Disqualification. Nightshade goes all out to beat down Desperation. Rights & Lefts batter Desperations head. Nightshade goes to the outside and reaches under the ring and pulls out his favourite weapon - the Nightstick. He spins it around and then expertl cracks Desperation across the head. Surely knocking him out. Nightshade reaches into his tights and pulls out a knife, and then he starts to cut Desperation's mask off his head, not caring if he cuts Desperation in the process. As he finally rips off the mask, he gets the shock of his life (as does everyone else) when he sees none other than The Pelican staring back at him. The shock on his face is quickly replaced by pain as Pelican lashes out and catches Shady with a low blow. Pelican is then up quickly to deliver The Pelican Drop (Brainbuster DDT) to Nightshade. The Pelican then paces around the ring, looking around at the confused crowd. He asks for a microphone.
The Pelican: "Well Nightshade, I've enjoyed our little time together. Perhaps the next time you are in charge of a Wrestling Federation, you'll treat your top stars a little better. But no matter, I'm doing this for my daughter, not because of you."
Pelican tosses the mic away as we leave a stunned crowd behind and go to the backstage area.
The arena roars as the PWF Telecast slowly fades into a shot of Suicide lacing up his shoes backstage in his locker room(he is changing back into his normal clothes). As he ties up the last lace, a pair of armoni shoes walk onto the camera. Suicide quickly stands up and stands face to face with none other than "The Superstar" Davey K.
Suicide: You need something?
Suicide realises he hasn't removed the tape from his wrists and starts to unravel it
Davey: Easy Sui...
Suicide: Well I sure hope this isn't the welcoming crew..
Suicide laughs
Davey: Yeah....look. Its all fine and dandy that you're back, but let me be the first to ask.....why?
Suicide smiles
Suicide: Davey I'll tell you exactly what I told the entire world last week and thats to make amends for the lost opportunities I missed out when I made the mistake of last time. And If I had...
A slow clapping is heard off camera. Davey and Suicide turn around to see nRw, Hanibal, Hunt and Grimm sarcastically clapping as they lurk in the doorway.
Hanibal: Beautiful....just beautiful..
Hanibal pretends to wipe tears from his eyes whiel continuing to clap
Hanibal: Judges?
Hanibal turns to Hunt and Grimm, who in turn raise both thumbs.
Hanibal: Four thumbs up for an oscar winning preformance.
Davey K walks up standing toe to toe with the three nRw members
Grimm: Easy there chief, before you go gettin your panties in a wad, we're not here to see you, we're here to see him.
Grimm extends his arm pointing at Suicide
Jason Hunt: Come to think of it Davey, I don't think ANYBODY is here to see you.
The nRw members all share a laugh. Hunt and Grimm approach Suicide. Hanibal follows and pats Davey K on the shoulder as he passes.
Hanibal: Suicide....long time no see. I must say I was definatly impressed with that little preformance you just pulled off.
Suicide is quick to retort
Suicide: Preformance? What the hell are you rambling about?
The King of Swing steps forward
Jason Hunt: Yeah I mean I don't even know If I could pull it off that well......wait yeah I do.
Suicide: Well what the hell?
Grimm: Cut the crap jackass, we ALL know a lie when we hear one.
Hanibal: Yeah and we all know the real reason your back, You're hear to support the guys you left with...the nRw.
Jason Hunt: So you can cut the act, lets go.
Suicide looks over at Davey K then back at the nRw members.
Suicide: Look....I came back here for myself, if I wanted to be with three stooges I would said so earlier.
Hanibal taunts Suicide with his fingers as if to say "ohh scary"
Hanibal: Alright well......we're not gonna pressure you because honestly you were allways a piece of shit to begin with. So I hope enjoy being at the same place you left off.....the bottom of the barrel. Oh and say Hi to Ken Kido for me will ya? But then again I doubt even HE remebers you..
Hanibal motions with his hand and the three nRw members exit the room, all taunting Davey K as they exit the room. Davey K pats Suicide on the back.
Davey: Ha, proud of ya.
Suicide: Whoa.....don't jump to conclusions. I mean Id like more than anything to one day be main eventing Havoc..
Davey: Or even All Creation.
Suicide pauses for a second rubbing his beard then smirks.
Suicide: Either way Davey...I'm here to fight my own battles.
Davey stares back at Suicide for a moment not quite sure what to say. Suicide steps around Davey and exits the room
Davey then looks full of concentration
Davey: Whoa Whoa Whoa, Suicide get your quitting ass back here.
Suicide turns quickly and looks surprised by Davey K's outburst
Suicide: Quitting ass, your calling me a quitter?
Davey: Listen junior, if you walk out on PWF and stroll back in you gotta expect a few jibes. Listen, Im not done talking to you or those nRw jizz rags come to think of it, but theyll keep for now. Now I just want to know what your intentions are being back around here, I mean Im all for you coming back its veterans like you that bring in some of the older viewers but....
Suicide begins to look annoyed
Suicide: I see your mouths got bigger...
Davey: Yeah but your sister loves it. Anyway what was I saying, oh yeah, so your back thats great but a few things have changed since you left and this affects the nRw too, you see I dont know if you were watching End Of The World, do they get cable in Motels? Anyway I was hmmm, first match, no that wasnt me, the second match? No, hang on I was in the main event, I headlined that bad boy and Im not prepared to step aside now your here and those fucking ass crabs in the nRw to try and take my spotlight. Gone were the days of Hunt rambling on for hours, well I thought they were gone but nope back he is. And you know whats worse?
Suicide is looking a little pissed
Suicide: No Davey, why dont you tell me?
Davey: Hanibal, Grimm, Hunt, did you hear them trying to be funny? It was like Saturday Night Live featuring Roseanne Barr and Tom Arnold, funny? No a big headache and anger! Listening to them bang on and on makes me feel too queesy, does Hanibal shut up? Ever? 'Oooh four thumbs up for an oscar winning performance' - yeah good one fellas, did you write any lines for "Weekend at Bernies"?
Suicide: So your pissed that Im back and the nRw
Davey: I dont mind you, as long as your loyalties lie with this federation. Apparently the nRw hate it round here that much that they all came back to be on PWF television, how odd....whats wrong skidmarkers? Trailer need some new windows?
Davey K picks up a steel chair
Davey: Ok, im gonna send them a clear message...
Just as Davey is about to leave, Suicide grabs the chair
Suicide takes the chair from Davey's hands.
Suicide: "What's the point of taking the chair?"
Davey: "What do you think it's for? It'll be three on one if I don't take it."
Suicide: "So you're saying you're afraid of the nRw?"
Davey throws the chair across the room, and it crashes to the floor while Suicide flinches.
Suicide: "Damn it, Davey. Take a fucking joke man. Anyway, here's the deal. All Creation. I've seen some of this before. It's some crazy shit, man. To win it, you HAVE to be the best. A weak person can not win it. I haven't been slacking off on my time off. I've been training. I've been training really hard to be the best. I don't want to be second best, I want to be THE BEST.
As far as All Creation goes, I will be in it. Whether I'm on Team nRw or on Team PWF, I don't really care. If it was up to me, I'd make my own team, but it's not in the rules. Whatever team Bishop puts me on, I'll be on, and we will win. I guarantee it."
Davey smirks at Suicide.
Davey: "At least that fury still flows through your body. Good luck."
Suicide: "Same to you, but you're gonna need it.)
With that, the camera fades out.
Stanyer: Welcome back folks, an interesting discussion between Suicide & Davey K there. It IS a burning question - which side will Suicide join? He left the PWF not so long ago, and he is well known to Grimm, Hanibal & Jason Hunt.
Poppa: If he does turn Traitor, it will be the last time the PWF gives him a chance. I'll personally kick his ass.
Stanyer: Well, we shall have to wait and see - now we have a US Title match between Rainmaker & Zion.
Poppa: Poor Zion, not only does he have to watch his back because of DUX, but he has to watch his back because of his own brother, Toran.
Stanyer: The Crest Family never do seem to be able to get along do they….
Poppa: Come on then, you've been waiting over 5 minutes now, spit it out.
Stanyer: I can't believe it, Pelican is Desperation.
Poppa: Neither can I, cost be $500 as well, I had good money on it being Dave Scrimm.
Stanyer: Seriously though, nobody even considered it, nobody even thought of it. He took everyone by surprise, personally, I was certain it was Bryan Bishop, that stunt last week sealed it for me.
Poppa: It's a surprise, it's definitely that.
Stanyer: Well, this discussion will have to wait till later, as we've a US Title Match to call now.
Credit: The Pelican
Before the match, Toran Crest comes down to ringside and takes up a seat on the commentary table.
Report: Zion dominates the opening half of this match, with Raimaker desperately trying to take the big man down so he can gain some sort of advantage. Zion's crushing clotheslines, devastating Leg Drops and violent Powerslams wear Rainmaker down.
Stanyer: Dominating stuff from Zion. I'd like to ask you a question Toran.
Toran: Go ahead.
Stanyer: Why have you challenged your brother to a match? I mean, he is your brother, your own flesh and blood. Why do you want to fight him?
Toran: Let's just say that we have a difference of opinion.
Stanyer: Can you elaborate?
Toran: I have my Code of Honour, and Zion not only does not follow it, he wants me to break it.
Stanyer: Hmm.. interesting.
But somehow, he manages to get in a big dropkick which leaves Zion staggering. A clothesline almost has Zion down, and then finally a diving clothesline takes the big man down. Rainmaker then makes his move and ambushes Zion with kicks to the face and then he goes after the knee, trying to take out the legs of the big man. Zion powers Rainmaker away and gets to his feet, but putting all of his weight onto the knee Rainmaker was working over causes it to give way and Zion drops to one knee. Rainmaker takes advantage by flipping over Zion snapping his neck back. Rainmaker gets a close 2 count and then continues to keep Zion down on the mat with a variety of moves.
Catching many by surprise, Golgotha has come down to ringside almost unnoticed. Toran sees him and gets up from the announcer's table. The two get into an argument, we catch some of it on the announcer's microphones. Golgotha appears to be accusing Toran of disrupting The Cult and attempting to overthrow his authority. The argument is cut short when Rainmaker dives over the top rope with a spectacular Swanton Bomb taking out both men. He gets back into the ring, but his decision to attack those on the outside proves to be a mistake as Zion is on his feet and he clotheslines Rainmaker before he hits Destruction (Screwdriver) and gets the 3 count to retain his title.
Stanyer: Looks like neither Golgotha or Toran is pleased with Rainmaker attacking them.
Poppa: Would you be?
Golgotha and Toran ignore their differences and get into the ring and triple team poor Rainmaker. Then comes the cavalry as Sabre, Rex Idol & Brod come racing down the aisle to turn the tide of the battle. The Cult send in their re-inforcements, as Spectre & their newest signing, Disciple race down to the ring. The battle is now 5 on 4 and a group of referees come down to ringside to try and break things up. Somehow they succeed and seem to be indicating that there is going to be a match of some kind.
James: "Referee Carlton Rock has informed me that tonight's planned 6 man Tag Team Match has now been changed to a 5 on 4 Handicap Match."
Poppa: Wow!!
Stanyer: And we'll have that for you in just a few moments…
Credit: Brod & The Pelican
Report: Toran starts with Brod but leaves almost immediately but not before giving the DUX the upper hand. He tags in Zion but instead of stepping to the apron he blasts Zion with a power clothesline to the back of the head and says 'Do unto others as they would do unto you right, brother?' then gives the rest of The Cult the finger and heads to the locker room. The match is the usual tag team fare with the heat on Rex for most of the match. Zion shows off his power with a few destructive moves. The most spectacular being when he tosses Rex clean over the top rope to the floor. Disciple sees his first action as a Cult member and helps Spectre with a few double team moves. Finally Rex manages to tag out and Sabre runs rampant on The Cult. Golgotha v Sabre is teased a few times but the referee doesn't see the tag on one occasion and the other is a blind tag which Golgotha gets a cheap shot in and some short offense on the champ before tagging out again. The finish degenerates into a pier 6 brawl when a member of the crowd cracks Zion over the head with his crutch. The fan is in a hoodie and looks strangely familiar (he is quickly escorted away by PWF security) and his distraction causes all men to hit the ring. Soon it boils down to Golgotha and Sabre in the centre of the ring as the rest of the teams brawl through the crowd. The preview to the All Creation main event is short,high powered offense and a few near falls for Sabre. Golgotha hits the finisher out of desperation and we have a double KO. Jason Ross then hits the ring as Golgotha slowly got to his feet first and nails his finisher while a none the wiser Sabre goes up top and hits 'Sabre Air' for a popular victory.
Stanyer: Well Jason Ross promised that he would be talking about him soon, well soon is right now!!!
Poppa: He just attacked the leader of the Cult - and cost him a win over his arch rival and the PWF World Champion, Sabre!!
Stanyer: Jason Ross may well endure the wrath of the Cult in the coming weeks. Not unless he has something spectacular in reserve.
Poppa: He's going to need something to survive a group as powerful as the Cult.
Stanyer: Well that will have to wait until next week, we've ran out of time!! See you next week folks!!
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