(Camera fades in on a rotating SEWF logo. It spins faster and faster and faster until pieces start falling off and BOOM. The explosion reveals SSC and JLB at the booth.) After that, a deep voice comes over the pa, it says, "CHECKMATE!!!!", and then goes into some eiry music. Gambit comes down the isle, and the fans are going wild. He is completely focused in on WIldfire. With both men in the ring, the action begins. Both men lock up in the center of the ring, and Wildfire hits a short clothsline, sending Gambit down to the mat. Wildfire takes a moment to boast, and then picks up Gambit. Wildfire goes for a bodyslam, but Gambit hits a smallpackage...1....2....kickout. Gambit then gets up, but Wildfire hits a hard driving elbow to the back of Gambit. Wildfire then whips Gambit into the ropes, and ducks his head for a backbody drop, but Gambit holds onto the top rope, and kicks Wildfire in the face. After which, he tackles WIldfire to the mat, and begins to pummle him with lefts and rights. The ref trys to break it up, but Gambit refuses to listen. Gambit then picks up Wildfire, and puts him into a snap suplex. Wildfire hits the small of his back hard on the mat. Gambit for the pin....1...kickout by Wildfire. Gambit then bounces of the ropes, and dives at Wildfire with a lariet. Both men fly over the top rope, and hit hard on the outside. Wildfire and Gambit are both beating on each other, but it is Wildfire whom gets the upper hand. He whips Gambit into the gaurd rails on the outside, and the sound of metal against flesh can be heard throughout the arena. Wildfire then picks up Gambit, but Gambit grabs a wire, and begins to choke Wildfire with it. The ref, Tom Dickson, but neither man listens. Gambit then throws Wildfire back into the ring. Gambit then climbs the ropes, and hits a huge elbow on top of the Wildfire. Wildfire remains up, but Gambit then hits a standing lariet. With Wildfire down, Gambit rushes up to the top rope, but Wildfire catches him there. Wildfire kicks the ropes, sending Gambit down on his privates. Wildfire then punches Gambit in the face a couple of times, and then sets up Gambit for a superplex. BANG!!! Wildfire hits it, but both men are out in the center of the ring as the ref begins to count. 1...2..3...4...Gambit manges to get to one knee, as Wildfire stands, slunched over the ropes. Wildfire and Gambit both charge each other, and the result is a double clothsline. Both men again, fall to the middle of the ring. After the ref hits the count of 8, both men get up. Wildfire charges Gambit, but Gambit moves out of the way, and bounces off the opposite ropes. There is a criss- cross action going on with Wildfire bouncing off the near ropes, and Gambit bouncing off the far ropes. Finally, Gambit falls down, and Wildfire jumps over him. Wildfire comes at him with a lariet, and Gambit ducks. Wildfire comes back at Gambit, and Gambit hits a leapfrog. Wildfire comes back again, and Gambit catches him, and hits a belly to belly suplex. Gambit then climbs the ropes, and Wildfire gets up and dropkicks Gambit, sending Gambit to the outside. Wildfire climbs the ropes, and hits a double ax-handle. Gambit falls onto the announcer's table, and Wildfire then climbs back to the top inside the ring. Wildfire goes for a leg drop, but Gambit manages to get out of the way. The table busts in half!!! Wildfire has to be hurt after that one. Gambit takes Wildfire by the head, and bounces his head off the metal turnbuckle on the outside. Gambit then throws Wildfire back into the ring. Gambit then sits on the second turnbuckle, and hits a knee drop onto the neck off Wildfire. Gambit for the cover....1.....2..kickout. Gambit then picks up Wildfire, and attempts a suplex, but it is reversed by Wildfire. Gambit hits hard on the mat. Wildfire then climbs the ropes, and hits a flying elbow across the chest of Gambit. 1...2...kickout. Wildfire then picks up Gambit, and whips him to the far ropes. Gambit comes charging back, and Wildfire lifts him high in the air, only to let go so Gambit comes crashing down on his own. Wildfire follows that up with a wishbone spread eagal on Gambit. Again, Wildfire spreads the legs of Gambit, and stomps Gamit right in the stomach. Wildfire then picks up Gambit, and attempts a DDT, but Gambit reverses with a modified German suplex.....1...2...kickout. Wildfire gets quickly up, but Gambit kicks him in the sternum, and then hits a samonan DDT, or Diamond cutter. Gambit for the cover..1....2....kickout. Gambit then picks up Wildfire and sends him to the turnbuckle. Gambit charges at Wildfire, but Wildfire lifts his big boot. Wildfire then grabs Gambit, and puts him into the same corner he was in. Wildfire then drives his shoulder a couple of times into the gutt of Gambit. With Gambit still in the corner, Wildfire then goes to the outside to climb the same turnbuckle Gambit is in. Wildfire grabs the neck off Gambit, but Gambit jerks his head back quickly, hitting Wildfire straight in the nose and sending him down on his privates. Gambit climbs to the second rope, and hits the DEATH CARD!!!!!!! The cover.1......2.........3!!!!! Gambit wins!!! After the match, Gambit walks back to the dressing room, and shortly after, Wildfire follows.
SSC: We are off and running on another Saturday Night Mothership folks! Our card this week is a bit on the small side, but we're still going to bring you that great SEWF action you've come to know and love.
JLB: We've got some good heat going on in the card tonight and the opening match is no exception.
SSC: That's right James. Speaking of the first match, let's get down the ring and kick things off!
SINGLES ACTION
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Gambit vs. Wildfire
The lights fade in the Shawplex, and we hear the sound of a fire burning over the pa. A deep voice comes over the pa and say, "IT'S WILD!!!", and with that, a loud BOOM comes over the pa. A heavy rift sets in, and Wildfire begins to make his way down to the ring. The fans do not give him much of a welcome, but that doesn't seem to bother him.
SSC: What a hard hitting match up! A little too hard for our old table, but we got a new one. Pretty good for short notice. Even in defeat, it looked like Wildfire could go places here in the SEWF.
JLB: Yeah, but he needs to get in the win column pretty soon. 0-2 isn't exactly going to blow anybody away.
SSC: Speaking of new guys, we've got one of the most anticipated debuts in awhile. JP Blood is in the house, and you can't forget about DDS in his corner.
JLB: That's true. Just look what he did for TA, he took that man straight to the top. This could be the beginning of the same ride for JP.
SSC: Good point James. First, though, he's gotta get through Don Vito. To the ring!
Don Vito w/Rocco vs. "Extreme Warrior" JP Blood w/DDS
The theme from "The Godfather" comes on. Don Vito comes out in a very cheap looking polyester suit. It is light blue with pinstripes on it. He wears a black fidora with a white band. He's chomping on a toothpick and walks to the ring with his hand inside his jacket, as if he's holding a gun. He climbs in and starts walking around the ring. He violently pulls out his hand and he HAS A GUN! He points it at the ref and pulls the trigger. An Italian flag pops out of the end and he starts laughing. The lights go out and red spotlights come on. Dynamite David Shaw comes out followed by JP Blood. Blood is wearing a "What about me Frazer?" t-shirt. Blood climbs in the ring and Vito gets scared and climbs out. He starts shaking as Blood glares down at him. Rocco comes running out and distracts Blood. Vito climbs in and hits Blood with a chair. Blood goes down and Vito throws the chair out of the ring and starts strutting around the ring. Vito starts pointing to his temple saying: "I'm a smarta! I got him a beata! Rocco, get me some a spaghetti!" Blood gets up smiling as Vito celebrates. Blood climbs up the turnbuckles behind Vito . Vito turns and Blood grabs him and hits the Suicide Crash! Blood gets up and struts around the ring, mocking Vito. DDS hits Rocco with a Dynamite DDT onto the floor. Blood walks over to Vito and puts his pinky finger on his chest. The ref counts 1-2-3! Blood destroys Vito and DDS smashes Rocco. The FBI swarm the Shawplex and arrest Vito and Rocco for impersonating wrestlers. JP Blood and DDS raise their hands in victory as DDS hands Blood the Frazer shirt again. Blood walks over to the camera and holds the shirt up, as if sending a message to Frazer Fury. Blood and DDS climb out of the ring and head back to the dressing room
WINNER: "Extreme Warrior" JP Blood via Suicide Crash
SSC: A spectacular debut by the "Extreme Warrior!"
JLB: Yep, and he's got a great finisher in my opinion. Maybe no the most versatile, but it gets the job done.
SSC: Sure does, just ask Vito. James, you were talking about big heat earlier, well the next match is a prime example.
JLB: Well, Dirk got through Cal a week ago and if he follows it up with a win against the seasoned Thunder Rider, I'll be very impressed. These two men aren't exactly best friends, so it should be a great match.
SSC: Well, before we got there, we understand that Frazer wants an interview, and I guess he's gonna get it. Take it.
Suddenly, "Bulls on Parade" by Rage against the Machine played over the SEWF speakers. From the back emerged Frazer Fury, wearing green and yellow wrestling tights, long as usual, and in his normal design, as well as a t-shirt that reads, "Tiki God's Fallout Shelters" and an accompanying picture on the back, of a man in a colorful Tiki mask staring in shock at a mushroom cloud. The crowd went crazy for Frazer, despite his mega heel status. In his right hand, he carried a mic, and he strutted his way down the aisle confidently. Once in the ring, and once the crowd finally died down, he spoke.
Frazer:You know, I don't know what it is about the corporate (bleep)s up there, but they seem to be intent to sign me matches without telling me. Tonight I have a match with Steve Maldor, that I had absolutely no (bleep)ing idea about, which pisses me off, just a LITTLE BIT.
A look of disgust crosses over Frazer's handsome face.
FF:Send out the guy responsible for this.
From the back, a wiry man, in a business suit comes out. He appears to be in his mid thirties.
FF:Who the hell're you?
Man:I am Eric Willard, and I signed your match.
FF:Now you're aware, that in the past I've threatened action if this (bleep) happened again, right?
EW:Yes, yes, action, blah blah blah, don't sign thigns without my consent, it's all idle really.
FF:You know, my psychiatrist told me that it helps to work my anger out with people. It angers me when you sign my matches for me. It angers me when you say my threats are idle. IT (BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP).
Frazer grabs the man, and busts him on his head with a FrazerDriver. The man is knocked out immediately.
FF:(pulling in crowd heat)There's you idle threat, RIGHT THERE (bleep)!!!! Don't you EVER mother (bleep)ing try it again!
From the back, SEWF head of security, Conrad Smith came out. President Shaw jogged out after him, a mic in his hand as well. Smith grabbed a mic of his own.
CS:Frazer, you can't do that to an SEWF officer.
FF:Oh, what the (bleep) are you gonna do about it? You're older than Eric Righteous!
CS:Look kid, I don't wanna have no trouble here...
FF:Oh (bleep) you.
Frazer took a swing at Conrad, and decked him. Smith fell to the mat hard. Shaw quickened his pace to the ring, as police officers swarmed the ring. Frazer got in another punch os Conrad Smith got to a knee, and busted the man open badly.
Pres. Shaw:Frazer, stop. We don't need a lawsuit on our hands. Come on, go to the back or risk arrest and imprisonment....
FF:Ooh, a lawsuit?
Frazer looked at Smith, whose pride had been stripped away. Smith was looking flustered and embarrassed, rubbing his face.
FF:Ahh fine...
Frazer turned, and walked off with the officers and Shaw, but suddenly turned and drilled Smith with a Fury Kick, knocking him to the mat harder than any punch. Frazer laughed, as the officers quickly restrained him. Frazer wasn't arrested, but merely taken to the back, as fans cheered on, liking the anti-authority attitude. EMTs rushed out, and carted off the two SEWF officials Frazer had taken out. Willard's neck was obviously severely injured, from it's odd angle.
Prez. Shaw: You're still not gonna get out of your Maldor commitment. I'll see you in that ring.
SSC: What a scene, Frazer is out of control.
JLB: I guess! I hope Maldor dents Frazer's oversized ego.
SSC: Same here. Ok, as promised, Ryan vs. Rider, next!
Dirk Ryan vs. Thunder Rider
Blue lightning sizzled across the arena, a nifty lighting effect, and from the back emerged Thunder Rider. The arena lights went crazy, flashing on and off with bright colors, blues, greens, oranges, and the like. "More Human than Human" by White Zombie rattled the arena, and from the back came Dirk Ryan, rising SEWF star. Thunder Rider jumped ont othe top rope, as if springboarding, and backflipped, as Ryan dove for cover following the slick maneuvering. Ryan looked up, as TR leapt over the ropes, narrowly catching the man from Dallas with a somersault plancha, and sending both wrestlers out onto the entrance ramp. Both got to their feet around the same time, and Ryan picked TR up, and dropped him with a brainbuster on the ramp. Ryan gloated into the camera, and turned around only to be met with a leaping back heel kick from TR, who was ricocheting off of the steel guardrail, barely missing a fan. TR sent Ryan into the ring, and finally the bell rang. TR stood on the apron, and slingshotted in, catching Ryan with a somersault splash. TR hit two running sentons, and then picked Ryan up, whipping him into the turnbuckles. TR backed up two steps, and went into a cartwheel, catching Ryan in the face with a back elbow. Ryan stagged out of the corner, and TR caught him with a spinning headscissor takeover. TR shot to the tope turnbuckles, and came off with a frosplash, which Dirk avoided by rolling to his right. Dirk picked TR up, and whipped him into the ropes, picking him up in a gorilla press. Dirk held the ligh TR up, showing off. In the lbink of an eye, little TR wriggled free of Dirk's grasp, and armdragged the larger man into the ropes, sending him tumbling to the outside. TR bounced off the far ropes, and went for a baseball slide, but Ryan saw it coming, side-stepped it, and pulled TR completely out of the ring. TR landed on his back, and was promptly pulled up by Ryan. Ryan got TR in a double leg pickp, and then got him with a stun gun over the steel guardrail, that caused fans to gasp, as TR's throat connected with the silver metal. TR landed on his feet, and dropped to one knee, before being spun around and quickly spiked on his head with a DDT. TR was rolled into the ring, and Ryan climbed to the top, dropping off with an elbowsmash. From there, Ryan went for a vertical suplex, but TR slid out and landed onhisfeet in the corner. TR used the leverage to toss his legs into the air, and Dirk turned around only to be caught with a rana, that sent him to the outside of the ring. Dirk landed on his feet, and looked up. TR bombarded him with an Asai Moonsault, but Dirk was ready, and caught the small man. TR turned the move over, and he had Dirk up and ready for the tombstone now. But Dirk once more used the momentum, and turned the move over, this time right next to the guardrail. TR went through the momentum, and just dropped on his feet on top of the guardrail, steadying himself. Dirk turned around, noticing he'd lost grip of the cruiserweight. TR leapt off, going for a rana. Dirk caught TR, in a powerbomb position. He kept TR hoisted up, and climbed ont othe apron, going for a superbomb from the apron to the outside. TR whipped his body, and sent Dirk flying with a rana from the apron, and Dirk went over the guardrail, landing amidst the fans. TR hopped into the ring, fired off the far ropes, and did an amazing tope con hilo, his small form tumbling across the ring, over the top rope, and out and over the guardrail, landing solidly on Dirk Ryan's body, which was just now getting up. Fans screamed in a strange mix of fear and delight, somewhat taken aback by the situation. TR slumped against the guardrail, falling over it, and lying still. Dirk finally got over too, a bit less shaky than TR. Dirk grabbed a chair, and began to swing it at TR, when his smaller counterpart kicked him in the knee, sending the chaiir to the ground. TR grabbed Dirk, anticipanting a DDT onto the chair, but Dirk surprised him, pulling out a Northern Lights Suplex onto the weapon below. Dirk picked TR up from the ground, and sent him into the guardrail, once, twice, three times. TR mule kicked, and didn't get much connection, but did manage to hit Dirk in the shoulder. Dirk went for a German suplex, and overdid it, sending TR up onto the apron, barely in control of himself. TR turned, and did a springboard, then doing a 180 and a somersauilt, and finally landing on the prone Dirk Ryan. TR went back into the ring, and when Dirk was up, hit a simple tope suicida. Dirk recovered quickly, and assaulted TR with two piledrivers and a Michinoku Driver #2, the Michinoku Driver #2 coming upon the chair. Dirk lfung TR into the ring, as well as the chair, and pinned him. He got one, two, t-not quite. Dirk sent TR into the ropes, and back body dropped him. TR landed on his feet, and Dirk leapfrogged, ducked under, leapfrogged, and then ran himself. Dirk went for a clothesline, missed. TR did the same, Dirk ducked. Dirk somersaulted on the ground, trying to trip TR, but TR did a beautifully executed flip right over top of him, and they kept going. Ryan monkeyflipped TR, who landed on the scond rope, springboarded over to the second turnbuckle, vaulted off with a backflip, and caught Ryan with an armdrag out of it, which sent Ryan into the ropes with momentum. TR got Ryan in the jaw with a wheel kick on his way back, and then executed a Liger-esque fisherman's buster. Dirk was up quickly, and drilled TR's skull into the mat with a screwdriver. From there, he got in a short arm clothesline, and a belly-to-belly suplex. Dirk picked TR up and put him in vertical suplex position, and dropped him face first onto the chair. TR ceased movement at that point, and Dirk looked triumphant. Pikcing up the chair, Dirk headed up top. Off he leapt, as TR arose, but TR got in a stinger of a thrust kick, that sent the chair into Ryan's jaw. TR looked ready to set up a finisher of some sort, and was quick to place Dirk atop the turnbuckles, and set the chair up mid ring. TR ran to the chair, and jumped onto it. From there, he leapt to the ropes, and from there, springboarded up to Ryan, but Ryan moved, and TR ended up hung up on the turnbuckles. He'd been going for a triple jump rana, but was now stuck. Ryan reached in, grabbed TR under the arm and around the shoulder and neck, and ascended to the second turnbuckle. From there, he picked TR up and dropped him hard onto the upright chair, with the Critical Danger soviet suplex. The chair just crumpled under the impact, smashing into twisted pieces, three or four. Exhausted, Dirk slung an arm weekly over TR's heaving chest, and the referee's hand slapped the mat, one, two, three! Neither man moved for quite a while, and stretchers were brought out. Eventually, Dirk was up, and TR got up soon thereafter. Both refused medical assistence, and the EMTs shrugged, and walked off.
WINNER:Dirk Ryan via Second Rope Critical Danger through a chair
SSC: Well folks, there was some major hatred going on in that ring.
JLB: Hell ya there was, that was some good action. I love it!
SSC: Sure was, right now we've got special interview down in the ring. Take it Matt.
Matt Hammer is standing in the middle of the ring, and he raises his micrphone to speak.
Matt: Ladies and Gentlemen. I would like to introduce to you, the former US and Tag champ, along with his tag team partner :Jay Ward and Rapid Fire!
(The crowd goes wild, jumping up and down as "Poor Twisted Me" by Metallica begins to play, and explosions rip the entranceway as Jay and Rapid Fire make thier way to the ring. We hear the crowd yelling loudly for them, and they are all smiles. There are about 3 Rob Dalton and Frazer Fury fans in the 4th row and Jay and RF rip the Frazer t-shirts they are wearing right off their bodies. They laugh and climb into the ring, climbing the ropes at the turnbuckles and getting the crowd standing on their feet. The roar of the crowd is deafening. Jay and RF smile and join Matt in middle of the ring.)
MATT: Guys, it's amazing. Just two weeks ago, 21 men came out and tried to destroy your carrers. And yet, here you stand, as healthy as ever and looking powerful as a train.
Jay: Well, Matt, it just goes to show how much we can take. Like the song says: We get kocked down, but we get up again, and your never gonna keep us down!
(The crowd reacts to this, some holding up the Rapid Fire For PRESIDENT, and Fury Blows Goats! signs, screaming for the very best.)
Matt: Seems like they like you. Now, Rapid Fire, I thought you had quit the SEWF?
Rapid Fire: I very nearly did. These last few weeks have been very trying for me. But in the end, I decided to tough it out, be areal man and get over my losses to idiots likeDirk Ryan. And I think it was the right choice. I will be one of the best here, and there is no doubt Jay and I can get the job done as tag partners.
Matt: And that brings up an interesting question. Jay, why in the world did you take off the mask and tell everyone your identity? It was a very risky move. And as a follow up, will you ever put on the mask again?
Jay: Honestly, Matt? It was time. I was getting little, if any, respect as Spyder. I needed a fresh start, and as myself, Jay Ward, I am going to prove that I am still on of the top superstars here. Did I enjoy the Spyder gimmick, yes. Am I a little upset about abandoning it, yes. Will I ever go back under the mask? I don't know. It was very good to me. I got a US and Tag title reign out of it. But what people need o understand is it's not the mask getting the job done, it's the man beneath the mask. And that man has always been me. I will always be Jay Ward, no matter what the costume.
Matt: Now, you two have been hinting at something all week. What is the so-called surprise you two have in store for us tonight.
RF: (Grabs the Mic): You want surprises? (RF turns to the crowd) Do you want a shocker? (The crowd gives the wrestler a big HELL YEAH!) Well, let me introduce the new associates of the Linewalkers, none other than Caladan Moore and the Rebels!
(Rather than "Perfect Strangers", Mike Mauler's music, "New Orleans is Sinking" by the Tragically Hip starts playing. Mauler comes out first, smirking as usual, wearing a new t-shirt. The front reads "MAULER INSURANCE CO." while the back says "YOUR OFFICIAL RETIREMENT PLANNER". Following him is Caladan Moore, who is in a wheel chair being pushed by Thunder Rider, followed closely by Christina. At ringside, Caladan climbs out of the chair and up into the ring, obviously favouring his knee, followed by TR, Christina and Mike Mauler, who just steps over the top rope. Caladan shakes Jay Ward's hand and then Rapid Fire's as Thunder Rider goes over and sits on the top turnbuckle. Caladan takes the mic from Rapid Fire and begins to speak).
CALADAN: Cut the music! Now, I know some of you won't be surprised by this, because it's been in the works for a LONG time. Hell, Colby nearly had a coronary trying to sign Jay. A lot has changed since then, but I'm still very pleased to welcome you on board. (Caladan shakes Jay's hand once again). I feel sorry for Dalton, because he's going to suffer tonight. As you can all see, the knee is doing much better. I'll be meeting with the doctors on Tuesday and I fully expect to be given a green light to wrestle at the pay per view. So, John Hemlock - I suggest you get into a gym some where and start working out extra hard. I want you at your very best at the pay per view - cause it'll be so much sweeter when I beat you.
MAULER: He ain't gonna make the pay per view.
CALADAN: Well, since you didn't get a match with him, he just might. Besides, he's pretty resilient. But Hemlock aside, I'd like to congratulate you and TR on the reign of terror. Two weeks ago, Fury and his Furiettes were running the show here in the SEWF, organizing a mass attack on Jay and RF here, knowing that we weren't here. Since our announcement last week, of the original 21, there's only 4 left! That's incredible!
MAULER: Well, it was tough, but we did it. Once they knew that we were coming after them, they scatterred like rats. They left, quit, dissappearred, died or worse - we got them. Sam-some, Frazer - they got laid out by me. And we all saw TR bust up Gambino's hand.
CALADAN: Hell, you did great. Now, though, we've got to take things to the next level. We've taken out the foot soldiers. Now it's time to go after the final four.
MAULER: So who are the final four?
CALADAN: Hemlock, who I'll deal with at the pay per view; Dirk Ryan - who TR will take out tonight; Rob Dalton - who Jay's dealing with. And, of course, the king himself, Frazer Fury.
MAULER: (Laughs) Too bad I didn't get that title shot against Fury tonight, or we could have done a clean sweep! But what about the Old Bloods?
(Thunder Rider hops down from the turnbuckle and whispers something to Mauler).
MAULER: Oh right, sorry.
CALADAN: In week one, we cut your coalition down to just four guys Fury. Look around you, you haven't got much support left. Tonight, two more go down to the reign of terror. It's time for you to be very, very concerned Fraz. We've got the LineWalkers now, the finest tag team in the SEWF, I'll be back soon - the odds aren't even in your favour any longer. Revenge is at hand. Now, let's get out of here!
("Perfect Strangers" starts playing as the entire group leave ringside, Caladan returning to his wheel chair to be pushed back to the dressing room. Matt Hammer tries to protest that he didn't get to ask any questions, but no one pays him any attention).
SSC: Looks like the Linewalkers finally got some badly needed help. The 21 man beatdown was just a sign of the numbers stacked against them. Maybe this will help them to even it up a bit.
JLB: Sure will, that was a move that was essential for those two to simply remain helpful. 21 man beatdowns will break down your body real fast.
SSC: Well, up next we've got the big revenge match for this card, JH vs. ER. I see JH winning it based on his rabid intent for revenge.
JLB: Like I've said before, it all comes down to who wants it more, and JH wants it pretty darn bad.
SSC: That match is up next, here on SNM!
Johnathan Hemlock vs. Eric Righteous
The lights go out and out comes Eric Righteous. His forehead is heavily bandaged from the beating he took from Rob Dalton at Wednesday War. He's wearing a Frazer Fury is a gay homosexual t-shirt. The back reads I should know! He walks to the ring and all of a sudden Macho Man starts playing on the PA. The camera cuts to the back. On the Shawtron we can see Frazer Fury changing Righteous' music. Righteous goes nuts and throws a tantrum. he climbs in the ring and out came Jonathon Hemlock. He looked almost NORMAL, ALMOST! Hemlock walked to the ring and climbed in. Righteous attacked Hemlock and began choking him with his gay/homosexual t-shirt. He drug Hemlock to the corner and climbed to the second rope. He began punching Hemlocks head, 1-2-3-4-5-6- Hemlock grabs Righteous' legs and hits a spinebuster on him. Hemlock takes over. He delivers a legdrop, an elbow drop, and a splash. Hemlock covers 1-2-kickout. Hemlock picks Righteous up and delivers a standing vertical suplex. He picks him up and delivers a powerbomb. Hemlock covers 1-2-kickout. Righteous pokes Hemlock's eyes. He gets off a groinchop (not a DX chop a REAL groinchop). Hemlock falls to the mat. Righteous climbs the ropes and delivers a flying headbutt to Hemlocks nads. He covers 1-2-3 NOOOOOOOO kickout at the last millisecond. Righteous thinks he won. He's celebrating. he climbs the turnbuckles and raises his arms to the crowd. Hemlock recovers and gets up. he grabs Righteous and delivers a second rope SUPERVENOMPLEX. Hemlock bridges 1-2-3!!!! Hemlock with a most impressive victory. Righteous is on a losing streak and his future looks bleak right now.
WINNER: Jonathon Hemlock via Supervenomplex
SSC: Hemlock gets the revenge for his earlier SNM title loss to Righteous in a very sweet way.
JLB: Eric put up a great fight, but I think that Jonathan just wanted it more.
SSC: Sounds good to me. Another battle of great heat it up next, Dalton vs. Ward.
JLB: Since these two last fought in a real match, Jay's lost the Spyder gimmick and gotten the assistance of the Rebels. Those factors could finally turn the tide for Jay.
SSC: To the ring!
SNM TITLE MATCH
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Rob Dalton (c) vs. Jay Ward
Once both men were in the ring the ref called for the bell, but both men just stared at each other, the hatred obvious. They came almost nose to nose, just staring, until Ward decided to start things...spitting right into Dalton's face. With a virtual explosion, the match was on, both men swinging with rights and lefts, pounding each other down. They went down together, rolling around on the mat, trying to gain an advantage, continuing to throw punches whenever they could. Jay Ward came up on top and started raining down punches into Dalton's face ..1...2...3...4...5..but Dalton managed to roll him over and he took his turn hammerring Jay Ward's face 1...2..3..4..5..6. Dalton stopped to gloat a bit to the crowd, but Ward surprised him by hooking his legs around Dalton's shoulders and turning it into a sunset flip! One...Tw...no, big kickout by Dalton. Rob Dalton was up first and nailed Ward with a running lariat as he got up. Dalton went to the ropes and nailed a seated dropkick right into Ward's face. Dalton kept his rapid pace up, pulling Ward to his feet and sending him into the ropes. On the return, Dalton slammed Ward to the mat with a beautiful spinebuster. Dalton with the cover...One...Two..no, kickout. Rob Dalton shows his hatred for Ward, resorting to choking him for three successive four counts before hitting a few well-placed stomps and kicks onto his rival. Dalton drags Ward over to the ropes and drapes his throat over the middle rope. Rob off the far ropes and lands with all of his wait down across Ward's back! Dalton with a snapmare, followed by a corkscrew elbow drop onto the prone Jay Ward. Cover by Dalton....One...Two...kickout. Dalton grabs Ward as he gets to his feet and sends him over the top rope...but Ward grabs the top rope, catching himself. Ward pulls himself up onto the apron. Dalton runs at him, but catches a shoulder to the gut between the ropes. Ward hooks Dalton for a suplex....Suplex out to the floor! Both men are down! They struggle to their feet, but Ward seizes the advantage, sending Dalton headfirst into the steel steps. Ward though knows he can't keep Dalton on the floor and rolls him back into the ring. Dalton is up quickly though and nails Ward as he climbs through the ropes with a kick and an elbow. He takes Ward to the middle of the ring, hooks his arms...TIGER BOMB! One...Two..Th...no, shoulder up. Dalton sends Ward into the ropes, tries a hiptoss. Block by Ward, who turns it into a backslide! One...Two..Thr...no, kickout by Rob Dalton. Dalton springs up and tries a clothesline, but Jay Ward ducks. Jay Ward grabs Dalton from behind, settting up his face first powerbomb! Dalton is stunned, desperately trying to get out of it! Dalton with a rolling cradle! He rolled up Ward, blocking the powerbomb! One...Two...Thre...no, Jay Ward kicks out! What a counter! Ward is up fast though and nails Dalton with a well-placed elbow, right to the jaw. Ward with the chinbreaker, rattling Dalton's teeth, followed by a beautiful snap suplex. Ward goes to the ropes as Dalton gets to his feet....swinging neckbreaker! Dalton is down....and Ward locks on a figure four leglock! Interesting strategy by Jay Ward. Rob Dalton tries to pull himself over to the ropes....Jay Ward slaps Dalton across the face! Dalton retaliates! They're vicoulsy hitting each other. Ward falls back, tightening the figure four, getting a gasp of pain from Dalton. Dalton again struggles for the ropes, getting his hand to them at last. The ref orders the break, but Ward is reluctant to release the hold. He does though. Ward immediately goes to work on Dalton's left knee, trying to take advantage of the damage that's been done. Ward kicks away at the knee viciously before hitting a devastating kneebreaker. Dalton is clutching his knee in pain. Ward pulls Dalton up by the hair and sends him into the ropes....Ward tries a belly-to-belly slam, but Dalton reverses it. Belly-to-belly slam on Ward! Cover...One...Two..Th..no, shoulder up. Dalton tries to walk off some of the damage to his knee. As Ward gets up, he tries to irish whip him into the ropes, but Ward reverses. Ward goes to the far ropes....double clothesline! Both men are down and the ref starts to count. But they're not done yet. Both are back up...Ward nails Dalton with another kick to the knee. Ward with a double leg trip, he rolls through for the cover. One...Two...Thr..no, Dalton bridges up out of it and sunset flips Ward! One...Two...no, now Ward reverses that with acradle ...One...Two... kickout by Dalton! Both men are down again and the ref starts counting. At 6, Dalton is up and then Ward is up. Dalton ducks underneath a Ward clothesline. He grabs Jay Ward from behind with a half-nelson and a tight waist....HARDWAY suplex! He drops Jay Ward on his skull! Dalton drags himself up using the ropes as Ward gets to his knees. Dalton nails Ward with three hard punches. He pushes Ward against the ropes and he nails a clothesline, sending both men tumbling to the floor once again. Dalton is up fast and grabs Ward, sending him crashing upside down into the guard rail. Dalton breaks the referee's count and then picks up Jay Ward. Dalton suplexes Ward...dropping him back first onto the guard rail and then into the crowd! Dalton pulls Ward over the guard rail and drags him to the steel post. He tries to ram Ward's head into it, but Ward blocks. Ward grabs Dalton's head and sends it crashing into the steel post! Dalton's eyes are glazed over, but Ward is holding his back in pain. Both men finally return to the ring. Jay Ward takes over on the champion, sending him crashing to the mat with a devastating Northerin Lights Suplex! One...Two...Thre...no, Rob Dalton kicked out! Where'd that come from? Ward looks a little frustrated, but he keeps up the pressure....flying backroll press off the second rope nails Rob Dalton. One...Two...Thre...no, Rob Dalton got his shoulder up! Ward sends Dalton into the ropes and hits a beautiful powerslam. Ward gets up, holds his back and then climbs up to the top rope.....big flying elbow drop, right on target! Cover...One...Two...Three...NO! The ref says it was only two! Rob Dalton got his shoulder up at the very, very last second. That was close! Ward isn't happy about that at all, but he knows enough to focus on Dalton, not the ref. Ward with a DDT on Rob Dalton. Jay Ward picks up Rob Dalton by the legs, setting for his facefirst powerbomb. Rob tries to reverse it again, but Ward surprises him by turning it into a wheelbarrow suplex! It wasn't his finisher, but it was still an impressive move. Ward lifts Dalton to the top rope and follows him up, trying for a top rope superplex, but Rob Dalton is still fighting! There's no quit in Dalton. He's throwing everything he has at Ward...punches, an eye rake, a headbutt. Ward is fighting to hold on. Dalton is on fire! He manages to set Ward up....the TOWERING INFERNO! He nailed his new move! Dalton is exhausted, but he manages to roll on top of Ward. One...Two...Three. It's over!
WINNER AND STILL SNM CHAMP: Rob Dalton via Towering Inferno
SSC: Well, in the end Jay just couldn't pull it out.
JLB: Jay is Dalton's marked man. Rob has had Jay's number from day one and today was no exception.
SSC: A possible chance for redemption usually takes a while, but in this case it's next. I think some tag gold would heal some of Ward's wounds real quick. To the ring, with the tag titles on the line!
TAG TITLE MATCH
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Phenomenon (c) vs. Linewalkers
Phenomenon came out first with their manager Mystery Man. They hopped in the ring and awaited the entrance of the Linewalkers. The entrance soon came and Jay still looked a little beat up from his encounter with one Rob Dalton. He gave a quick thumbs up to the camera and slapped a few hands along side Rapid Fire and the way to the ring. They hopped into the ring and it was delegated that Ward would start off against Rebel Rick Stone. The bell rang and the two men locked up quickly. Stone got the early leverage and forced Spyder into the ropes. Ward reversed it and pushed Stone into a turnbuckle. The ref called for a clean break and the two did so. Ward then drove a quick shoulder into the midsection of Stone. He whipped Stone cross ring and followed in with a big splash that connected. Stone staggered out of the corner and Ward laid him out with a kick to the back. Ward tagged in Rapid Fire who quickly cut off a tag attempt by Stone. RF picked Stone up and whipped him in, delivering a big back body drop. Stone writhed in pain and RF quickly got to him and applied a front face lock. Using the face lock as leverage, RF pulled Stone to his feet to modify the hold and come down with a big DDT. RF made the cover, but Stone was able to get a foot in the ropes. RF picked up Stone yet again and whipped him in, but Stone ducked a clothesline and came back with a big flying forearm. Both men went down and both started to slowly crawl to their respective corners. Both men reached and reached, and finally Stone reached his corner and tagged in Cade. Cade hopped in quickly and cut off a RF tag attempt. Cade picked up RF and laid him out with a back breaker. He kept RF on his knee and pushed back on both RF's face and thighs to stretch RF's abdomen. Cade released and picked RF up only to body slam him back down again. Cade headed up top, but Jay wiggled the ropes enough to cause Cade to lose his balance and fall to the mat. RF then made a slow climb over to Jay, finally tagging him in. Jay came in and just went off. The still fatigued Stone came in to help out Cade, but the both fell prey to a running double clothesline. RF ran to the other side of the ring and pulled Stone out. Ward swung Cade into the right position and BAM Spyder Byte! The ref went down for the cover, and 1-2-3!!! RF and Jay grabbed the titles and celebrated some before heading to the back.
WINNERS AND NEW TAG CHAMPS: Linewalkers via Jay's Spyder Byte on Cade
SSC: This may just turn out to be a pretty good night for Jay! The loss to Dalton is probably gone from memory, gold has that kind of affect.
JLB: Well, I'm glad for them, and I don't say that often. Not too many people could battle back from the adversity of having what seemed like the entire federation against them. These titles are just icing on the cake for them.
SSC: It'll be a happy day in Rebels camp tonight. Anyway, in tonight's main event we've got a big non title bout between Frazer and Maldor. Your thoughts James?
JLB: Frazer was pretty irate about not knowing about the match, so I wouldn't be surprised at all if he got himself counted out or DQ'd. However, he does stay in there, I think Maldor has a great chance at a major upset.
SSC: It could happen, let's find out. Maldor, Fury, NEXT!
NON TITLE MATCHUP
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Frazer Fury vs. Steve Maldor
"Big Bang Baby" by STP begins to play over the PA system, and the fans start to cheer wildly as Steve Maldor emerges from behind the curtain with a big grin on his face. One of the more popular wrestlers in the SEWF, Maldor makes his way down the aisle, slapping hands with the fans as he goes. Maldor is wearing red boots, black tights with "Quiet Man" written down the sides in red letters, and a black leather vest to go along with his Cruiserweight Title belt. He gets to the ring, and waits there for the entrance of his opponent. Then, "Dammit" by Blink 182 begins to play, and SEWF World Champion Frazer Fury emerges from behind the curtain to an ovation from the fans. Despite Frazer's obnoxious attitude, it seems that he has won himself a following in the SEWF. He gets to the ring, and smirks at Maldor. Just then, Maldor vharges at Frazer and cracks him over the ehad with the Cruiserweight belt! Frazer goes down hard, and the ref quickly signals for the bell to start the match. Maldor throws his belt to the outside, and the lifts Frazer to his feet. Maldor then takes off his vest, wraps it around Frazer's throat and starts to choke him with it. The ref begins the DQ count, one.., two.., three.., four.., Maldor lets go. The ref warns Maldor, but Maldor ignores him and begins choking Frazer again, and the ref count, one.., two.., three.., four.., and Maldor lets go again, and throws the vest out of the ring. Frazer is lying on the ground gasping for breath, and Maldor covers him, and the ref counts, one.., two.., kick-out. Maldor then lifts Frazer to his feet, and delivers a hard bodyslam. Maldor then lifts Frazer up again, this time to deliver a high vertical suplex, which he connects with.. Frazer hits the mat with a resounding "Boom"!!, and Maldor covers him, and the ref counts, one..two.., kick-out. Maldor then lifts Frazer to his feet again, but Frazer drops him with a low blow. Frazer steps back, and slowly regains his breath, as Maldor lies on the ground, moaning. Then, Frazer advances on Maldor, and starts to go to work. Frazer stomps on Maldor over and over again, until bruises begin to form all over Maldor's body. Then, Frazer continues his attack, with a series of elbow drops and knee drops that leave Maldor groaning in pain. Frazer then lifts Maldor up, and whips him into the ropes. When Maldor comes back, Frazer meets him with a vicious clothesline that nearly takes his head off. Frazer then lifts the now woozy Maldor up again, and whips him into the ropes again. This time, when Maldor comes back, Frazer hits him with a high back drop that sends Maldor crashing to the mat hard. Frazer covers Maldor, and the ref counts, one.., two.., kick-out. Frazer then lifts Maldor to his feet, and whips him into the ropes again. But this time, when Maldor comes back, he accidentally runs into the ref, knocking the ref unconscious. Noticing this, Frazer moves to take advantage. He tosses Maldor out over the top rope, and takes the fight to the outside. With no ref to disqualify him, Frazer grabs a chair, and swings it at Maldor. But Maldor grabs Frazer's wrist to stop the swing, and then takes the chair away from him. Maldor then cracks Frazer over the head with the chair, and Frazer goesdown hard. Maldor lifts Frazer to his feet, and delivers a swinging neckbreaker onto the concrete floor!!! Frazer grabs his neck, and screeams in pain, but Maldor shows him no mercy. Maldor lifts Frazer to his feet, and drags him over to the timekeeper's table. Maldor then slams Frazer's head into the ringbell, causing it to make a "Clang"! Maldor then tries to repeat this manuever, but Frazer blocks him, and it is Maldor's head that ends up getting slammed into the ringbell. Both men now are down on the ground, trying to clear their heads, as the ref inside the ring begins to wake up. It is the ref who is the first to his feet, and noticing the two wrestlers outside of the ring, he begins to count, one.., two.., three, four.., Maldor slowly rises to his feet, and shakes his head to clear the cobwebs, five.., six.., Maldor lifts Frazer up, and rolls him into the ring, and then rolls in himself. Maldor then climbs on top of Frazer, and the ref counts, one.., two.., thr-shoulder up. Maldor can't believe that Frazer didn't stay down, and he shakes his head in disbelief. As he does this, Frazer catches him with a quick shot to the gut. Maldor collapses to the mat, and Frazer slowly and unsteadily gets to his feet. Frazer then leans back against the ropes, resting for a minute before lifting Maldor to his feet. Then, Frazer whips Maldor into the turnbuckles. Maldor is stunned, and falls prey to Frazer's follow-up avalanche. Maldor is barely able to keep on his feet, and Frazer whips him into the opposite turnbuckles. This time, Maldor hits hard, and slumps against the turnbuckles. Fraezr pauses for a moment, then charge in at Maldor, and lashes out with a FURYKICK!!! But Maldor falls out of the way,and Frazer's foot strikes the ringpost hard, and his whole leg buckles!!!!!! He falls to the mat, screaming in agony!! Maldor, seeing this, goes over to Frazer and slaps on the GOLDEN SILENCE!!!! Frazer taps out even before Maldor has the hold secure, and continues to scream and grab his leg. The ref calls for the bell, and proclaims Steve Maldor the winner!! Then, Maldor, looking down at the writhing Frazer on the mat grabs a mike and begins to speak.
Maldor- "See Fury? I told you I am no one's shadow. I told you that I am better than you. Your not the best any more pal. I AM!! Who's next?"
With that, Maldor srops the mike, and exits the ring, taking his cruiserweight belt with him. Meanwhile, the EMT's come down, and they load Frazer onto a stretcher, and tape his leg down, and rush him to the back for medical assistance.
WINNER: "Quiet Man" Steve Maldor via Golden Silence.
SSC: What an upset! Maldor pulls it out and it looks like Frazer may be injured
JLB: Tough break for Frazer at the end, but Maldor earned every inch of that win. Congrats to him.
SSC: On that note, for Matt Hammer and James L. Braddock, this is Stylin' Steve Chen, signing off. Good night, folks.
David Shaw SEWF Prez. wgzz80c@prodigy.com