(...as the SEWF has progressed over the past year and then some, the pay per views have become a trust testament to what the SEWF is really all about...above all, the quality of action and presentable entertainment the SEWF has provided for this time so far has proven to be bar none above all, and unrelentless in it's pursuit to dominate the wrestling world...what's next? some may ask...tonight, that question will give you one part of a multi-flavored answer...are you ready?...prepare, over the time, over all the matches, the biggest fueds, things haven't been seen this big and in color ever since you can remember...tonight, the SEWF presents to you something bigger than wrestling itself, and possibly something unreachable ever again...once again, are you ready?...we often wonder if we are, to be honest...tonight, the SEWF provides, presents, and dominates once again...some ask if it can be done, but people who know us well beg the question oh how? rather...and how fitting, here's the answer...)
In conjunction with Shawplex entertainment, the
proudly presents
SHAWCADE II!!!!!!
(...scene of Helmut defeating Wild Child rolls from Shaw Cade I...J.P. Blood taking no exception to flunking his first PPV experience as well...as Phantom and Phenomeneon both put on stellar performances, and the SEWF starts the elite race, taking others under their wing...)
(...fade to "Ashes to Anarchy" now, as we see Sypder take Ice Wolf out, then Poison take out a slightly winded Japanese athlete from earlier SEWF days...finally, we see Texas Assassin beat Caladan Moore to become the first OFFICIAL SEWF World champion of the new era, as his hand is raised by Prez Shaw, and
then it goes to black...)
(...we then fade to "Up in Arms", as Dirk takes Destroyer out with the Critical Danger, then Corey Wolfe take the cruiserweight title home with him, then the Devilman's latest appearance in the SEWF, then Rob Dalton losing mercilessly to a seasoned J.P. Blood, totally humiliated...then to Frazer's tainted-ass title reign, ran by intimidation and threats...fuck, thank God that's over...fade out...)
(...now fade into our most recent materpiece, "Midsummer Night's Brawl"...we see many, many matches, most notably the Tv and US title struggles, resulting in Kyle Morden and Killer Christian Holmes as our new forefathers...along with Luscious Luciano and El Dorado taking a little tag gold...we then see Frazer
Fury standing in the middle of the rign with Prez Shaw, smiling together...then the lights go out...)
(The lights slowly fade back in on to the truly decked out Stylin' Steve Chen and James L. Bullock in their places at the broadcast location....)
SSC: Folks we are on the air and THIS IS SHAWCADE!!!!
JLB: That's right everyone, the tradition continues and boy has the SEWF come a long way from Shawcade I. Just take a view of the archives and you can see for yourself.
SSC: That's true, but there has remained one constant in all the years of great SEWF action which is just that, great SEWF action. Whether Texas Assasin graced the main event or the WGA were on top of the tag team pile, there was always action to keep in interesting. Through the various incarnations of the SEWF, we've continued to put out what people want to see and we'll continue to do so as long as people want to watch.
JLB: We at the SEWF are very proud to be bringing you the tradition packed Shawcade, but this isn't a PPV built on just tradition alone. We've got the in ring ability to back up the tradition behind Shawcade.
SSC: Every title in the SEWF will be up for grabs tonight so that promises for some great matches and possibly some hard earned title changes tonight.
JLB: Our main event is no exception as Tom Collins attempts to fight off not one but two men to retain his SEWF World Title.
SSC: At any rate, that's enough banter for now. So, let's get this thing started with one of the newest SEWF recruits, Rattlesnake, going up against the Rebel, Higor Rosa.
SINGLES ACTION
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Rattlesnake vs. Higor "Rebel" Rosa
Mark Morris: First out coming to the ring in this one fall contest in the first match here on Shawcade II is the man who calls himself the Rebel. He's shown flashes of the excellence he shows elsewhere such as the East and ILL, and he'll try to kick off his SEWF career bigtime here tonight. Here he is, HIGOR ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
(Rosa hops out of the entryway and scattered cheers meet him. He trots out to the ring to await his next opponent.)
MM: Next out in this match is the man who boasts an excellent lifetime record and is looking to continue that trend here in the SEWF. He took a hard fought loss from Superstar Ray Hagan, but tries to rebound here tonight against one Higor Rosa. He comes to use from the EWF and looks to score a big win here tonight, he is RATTLESNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!
(The camera swings to the entryway but no Rattlesnake can be seen.)
MM: Here he is, RATTLESNAAAAAAAAKE!!!!!
(Again, no one shows from the entryway.)
SSC: I'm sorry folks, I don't know what's going on here.
(Camera cuts to the back where Rattlesnake is grabbing his knee on the floor in the back. The masked man Dr. Suave is standing over him laughing. Camera cuts back to ring where the ref throws out the match.)
MM: The referee has informed me that this match will be thrown out and deemed a no contest.
JLB: What can that be about? Is Rattlesnake the next Autumn Guard target?
SSC: Who knows, but let's keep the action going for the fans here in the Shawplex. Up next on the slate is the redebut of two great SEWF stars. Let's go to Mark Morris.
REDEBUT ACTION
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Ghost vs. Jay Ward
MM: First out in this match scheduled for one fall is a man who has graced the SEWF with his experienced presence in the past. He comes back to us in top form to take on another man of the past. He was the very first SEWF US Champ and has been a two time SEWF Tag Team Champ, one time with SEWF legend Texas Assassin. Here he is, HE IS JAY WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD!!!!
(Mr. Ward comes out from the back and pumps up the crowd a bit on his way to the ring. They give him an extremely positive response, happy to see one of the few SEWF vets make his way back to the big leagues. He gets to the ring and hops on the apron. He slowly gets into the ring and again pumps up the crowd.)
MM: Next out will be another man who had to take time off from the SEWF. However, his talents are back in the SEWF to once again entertain the masses at the Shawplex. He comes complete with the devastating Final Breath finishing move and is back to reap havok on the ranks of the SEWF. Here he is, HE IS GHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOST!!!!!!!!!!!
(Ghost emerges from the entryway to another great pop like the one before him. Ghost is back in the house and the SEWF fans love it. He sturts his stuff to the ring and walks up the ring steps to get into the ring. The reg checks the two men and finds them acceptable. He signals for the bell and this match is underway. Ghost and Ward immediately lock up and Ward swings around behind Ghost and gives him a giant german suplex release right off the bat. The crowd ooooohhhhhs and Ward makes a quick cover for a one count. Ghost gets to his feet and runs at Ward with a knee to the stomach. Ward doubles over and Ghost hits the near ropes, coming back to grab Ward by the head and drive him into the mat.)
SSC: Great Stinglike move by Ghost, this could be very hard hitting.
(Ward hops back up to his feet and Ghost clotheslines him right back down. Ghost gives Ward a couple boots to the gut and picks him back up again to whip him into the corner. He runs in and nails a big drop kick on Ward. Ward staggers out of the corner and Ghost quickly runs up on the turnbuckle to come off with a big flying bulldog on Ward. Ward goes down hard and Ghost makes the cover....)
JLB: Great move from Ghost!
SSC: Hooks the leg.....1....2....kick out by Ward.
(Ward rolls over and right out of the ring. Ghost follows him out and runs him right into the guard rail. Ward doubles him over in pain and Ghost grabs a chair and decks him right over the head with the steel chair. Ward falls to his knees and Ghost nails him again, sending him belly first to the concrete. He picks up Ward and rolls him back into the ring.)
JLB: Those were some nasty chair shots on Ward, let's see if he can makes his way back into this match.
(Ward rolls in pain from the chair shots and Ghost slowly pulls him to his feet and hitches him for a suplex. However, Ward blocks the attempt and counters with one of this own. Ghost is elevated and Ward drops him right back down with a brainbuster. Ward hops up and crowd pops for his work. Ward hits the far ropes and drops a nice measured elbow right on top of Ghost. Ward picks up Ghost and signals for the Sypder's Byte.)
JLB: This is trouble for Ghost.
SSC: If he hits this it's over folks.
(Just as Ward is picking Ghost up, Ghost drops to his knees and delivers a nasty low blow to Ward.)
JLB: OHHHHHH!
SSC: It may be Final Breath time folks.
(Ghost grabs Ward, looks out to the crowd and drops him with a nasty Final Breath!!!!!!)
SSC: COVER!!! 1...2....3!!!!! THIS ONE'S OVER!!!!!!!
MM: The winner of this match is Ghost via pinfall at 12:23.
JLB: Great redebuts by both men, it must feel good to win your first match back.
SSC: Ghost is undoubtedly on a high right now, back to the winning ways here in the SEWF and we're glad to have him.
JLB: Ward is still down, but he'll be up for another day. One thing the SEWF has learned from Ward, never count him out.
SSC: Anyway, folks, up next is the match that just may define two careers at once.
JLB: That's right, these two guys are two of the most talented guys to pass through the SEWF doors in a long time. Both Freeman and Hagan won their debut matches and are looking to continue their winning ways here tonight.
SSC: All we know for sure is that one unbeaten streak will fall tonight, it's just a question of whose.
JLB: I've done some research on Mr. Freeman. He's got extensive ties to the EWA as he's mentioned before and just recently retired champ to take a front office position.
SSC: Part of his future just might be the Autumn's Guard. He's iterated many times that he wishes to join the elite group. One can only assume that if he takes the win tonight that will put him one step up on the ladder to join.
JLB: Of course, AG must be careful with all hopeful recruits. With the status of AG, many people want to join but a select few can fit the mold they've portrayed for themself.
SSC: That's very true. At any rate, let's go to Mark Morris for the ring intros in this much anticipated match.
ROOKIE EMERGENCE MATCH
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"Extreme Dream" JD Freeman vs. "Superstar" Ray Hagan
MM: First out in this match will be the man who calls himself the Extreme Dream. He has an extensive history in the EWA and looks to create a spectacular future for himself here in the SEWF. That quest begins tonight against one Ray Hagan. Here is JD FREEEEEEEEEEEEMAN!!!!!!
(Out of the massive Shawplex entryway emerges Mr. Freeman decked out for the occassion in his customary attire. He walks slowly to the ring taking the time to slap a few hands on the aisleway. He hops into the ring and pumps up the crowd a bit to awais the entrance of his opponent.)
MM: Next out to complete this one fall matchup is the man who calls himself the Superstar. He's done remarkable things in the School of Hardknocks and has brought his talents here to the SEWF. His past is somewhat like his opponents but he tries to spin off Freeman into a bright future here tonight. Here he is, he's the Superstar, RAY HAAAAAAAAAAGAN!!!!!!!
(Hagan trots out from the entryway eager and ready to go. He slaps a couple hands and quickly jumps in the ring. He taunts Freeman a bit and mounts a turnbuckle to pump the crowd. They give him a decent pop in response and the ref signals for the bell to be rung.)
SSC: You can sense the anticipation in the Shawplex here tonight.
(The bell rings and immediately Hagan and Freeman lock up. Freeman simply uses his power to shove Hagan down to the mat. Hagan gives a small smirk and gets up. The two men lock up once again and this time Hagan gest the advantage and forces Freeman down on to one knee. Freeman fights back and get back to a vertical base. Freeman gives Hagan a quick knee to the gut and clotheslines him right down to the mat. He follows up and puts a quick headlock on Hagan. Hagan struggles a bit and calls out to the crowd. The crowd gets behind him as he slowly fights up to his feet.)
SSC: The crowd here has gotten behind Hagan, at least for now.
JLB: It's hard to say who the crowd would be behind more in this match, both men are too new to tell their personalities just yet.
(Hagan is now up to his feet and wheels around Freeman to grab him behind the waist. Freeman delivers a couple elbows for separations and hits the far ropes. He comes back and leaps with a big cross body block. However, Hagan simply falls down and Freeman goes sailing over him and down hard on the mat. Hagan quickly pulls Freeman up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. He throws him up in the air and lets him fall stomach first on the mat. Freeman's hands go to his gut and Hagan turns him over for a cover.)
SSC: Hagan hooks the leg. Referee Mike Butwin is down for the count..1...2...kick out by Freeman.
(Hagan wheels Freeman back on to his stomach and locks his feet up and slaps on a sort of STF. Freeman is screaming in pain and struggles to move, but can't get anywhere. Hagan begins to yell for him to tap out but Freeman won't give in.)
JLB: A great testament to Freeman's resolve right there. The STF is one of the most painful holds in all of wrestling.
(Hagan finally lets go of the hold and pulls Freeman back up to his feet. He whips him into a corner and follows in only to meet a boot from Freeman. Hagan staggers back and Freeman mounts the second turnbuckle, coming off with a great flying clothesline. Hagan goes down and Freeman begins to pump the crowd. Suddenly, the unmistakable sound of static is heard over the Public Address system of the arena...as announcers...combatants...and SEWF fans alike attempt to figure out just where the din is coming from we hear a voice rise above the static...)
Voice: "Well if I was man prone to use worn out cliches I'd say that apparently life has come full circle. Of course we all know that's not the kind of fella I am. So let's just say I'm back and this time...things really DO get ugly."
(With that an all too familiar face emerges from the crowd...his shoulder length fiery red hair pulled back in a ponytail...a pair of small silver rimmed sunglasses perched on his nose...decked out in a green and black bowling shirt...the word Wildcard emblazoned across the upper right corner of the front...a pair of baggy khaki shorts and Birkenstocks round out the assemble...you got it...it's none other than the Wildcard himself...Devon Chapel...wearing a small headset microphone he stands just outside the steel guard rails and looks up into the ring...a huge smirk on his face...as the crowd pops into a roaring frenzy he turns to acknowledge them...stepping into a chair and throwing his fist into the air...letting out a primal howl...he turns his attention back to the ring and takes off his shades...)
Devon: "So this is it huh? This is what's been going on since my untimely departure from this fine institution? Let me just say I'm not surprised. Ya let the inmates run the penitentiary and the shit certainly hits the proverbial fan. Alrighty what first what first..."
(He climbs the rail and stares up at the two characters in the ring...both of which seem at a loss for the moment...Devon leans up against the railing and adjusts his mic...)
Devon: "I guess I should begin with why I vanished and where I've been. Not that anybody around here will even give a damn. To begin with when I left it was because I was under the influence. No not of alcohol or crack or anything lame like that. Something far worse...Hollywood. Phil Bishop got into my head...needless to say he fucked a few things up in the old noggin. I followed him like a damn lost puppy and ended up having my ass handed to me time and again. Then the bitch has the nerve to up and turn his fucking back on me. Well screw him!!! I wandered around for a while like a damn Kane from Kung Fu clone and reclaimed a modicum of respect. I found my niche I guess you could say. And then I got to thinking...why not go where it all began? Where my chipper disposition went completely fucking sour. The golden SEWF. It didn't take me long to cause some static the last time...you can bet your last damn dollar it won't this go around either."
(He begins to pace around the ring...taking the band out of his ponytail and letting his hair flow free...never allowing his eyes to leave the two in the ring...he stops...)
Devon: "Speaking of static...looks to me like a few faces have become scarce around these parts. Namely thing one and thing two. Of course I'm refering to the most overhyped...overrated...and overappreciated two shits to ever crawl out of the toilet of life...Frazer...let me praise myself undeservingly one more time...Fury...and Mr. I've got Steve Austin crammed so far up my ass I can taste him Adam Williams. If memory serves me correctly these two jokers followed me and a few others to the now defunt...(ahem)...BASE organization. Only to have their collective asses handed to them so what did they do? Went crying to nooone in particular and simply faded into obscurity. I don't think a more fitting end could have come for two such fitting fucking posers in all my life! All I can say is good fucking riddance to bad damn rubbish!"
(He walks right up to the ring apron and gets into a stare down with Hagan...getting a fiendish grin...)
Devon: "You...Hagan...I don't know who you are. But I can already tell you're about as talented as piss in a hot skillet. For about a week or so now I've have access to the oh so eloquent rantings of the SEWF brood and I'd be kidding myself and the viewing public if I said I didn't have to refrain from puking every time I saw any of your worthless mugs. You Hagan mean nothing to me and as such...I shall move my happy ass on..."
(He turns his attention to JD Freeman...slowly shaking his head and chuckling to himself out loud...he plops down in a chair and scratches his head...)
Devon: "JD Freeman...proud champion of the lame ass EWA. The last bastion of skill and 'extreme' action this sport will ever see. I swear if I had to listen to anymore of your mindless prattlings I was prepared to put a bullet in my head. If not yours if I could get to you. Listen Freeman it's not that I have anything against you...oh what the fuck you make me sick! To think that you show your face day in and day out whetting our collective appetites about this little secret you've been working and all you have to show for it is some damn erector set gone ape shit? Whoopty fucking doo bud you can bolt together a few rings and rig them for pretty little explosions. Give me a moment to quiver in my Birks..."
(He stands...looking down to watch as he shakes in fear...obviously nothing happens...he looks back up and grins...a real shit eating grin...)
Devon: "Oh well...guess we'll be waiting a long damn time to see that happen. Freeman here's the deal...you want to dare anyone around here to get in your grill in the classic hard-core fashion? You think yourself that dangerous...that...liable to put your body on the line for the sake of the victory. Jesus fucking Christ man do you know how many goddamned times I've listen to that kind of weak ass shit? I don't mean to get off on a rant here but it turns my stomach every time I'm forced to listen to some hack two bit ring veteran prance around running off with diareaha of the mouth claiming to be some beyond the edge lunatic. Just because you damn stupid enough to play in fire or turn your ass to hamburger doesn't make you a better competitor...it makes you ignorant. Not to say I haven't had my share of extreme experiences. I'm sure old Luscious Luciano can attest to that. I damn near ended his career. Ya gotta have skills Freeman and that...is something you truly lack. You want someone to step up and face you in some death match? Fine...consider your challenge answered. The Wildcard is back in business boys and girls...and this time...he isn't going anywhere."
(Misdirected Hostility by 311 begins to blare and as the fans erupt Devon makes his way back through the crowd)
JLB: THAT WAS DEVON CHAPEL!!!!!
SSC: WHAT'S HE DOING HERE????.
(Meanwhile, Freeman points to outside the ring and the fans go crazy. He picks up Hagan and throws him between the ropes on the outside. Freeman follows him out and gets on the ring apron. Hagan is down on the cement and Freeman runs the length of the apron and flies off with a great elbow on to Hagan. Freeman is in some pain from the hard landing, but gets up and grabs the ring steps. He picks them up and drives them hard on to the head of Hagan.)
JLB: OHHHHHH!!!
SSC: Hagan has suffered a pretty cut here due to the ring step blow.
(Blood begins to run from Hagans forehead. Freeman sees this and drives the ring steps into Hagan once again. Again Hagan screams in pain. Freeman picks up the steps to do it a third time, but Hagan rolls out of the way. The ring steps hit the concrete making a massive crash and Freeman goes at Hagan, but Hagan grabs him by the tights and pulls him towards him and into the steel guardrail behind him.)
JLB: OHHHHH!!
SSC: Looks like Hagan might just fight fire with fire.
JLB: Or steel with steel. (c)
(Hagan slowly gets to his feet as Freeman recovers from the guard rail shot. Hagan rolls in and out quickly to break the count. He picks Freeman up to his feet, puts him on his shoulders and drops him throat first on to the top of the guardrail. Freeman flies backwards in pain and Hagan throws him shoulder first into the steel ring post. Freeman is getting pretty battered and Hagan rolls him back into the ring. Freeman rolls in pain and Hagan picks him up to his feet. He whips Freeman in, gives him a kick to the gut, hits the near ropes and delievers a great bulldog.)
SSC: Cover...1...2...thre...nope, Freeman's still in there, but just barely.
JLB: That was pretty darn close for Freeman, we'll see how long he hangs in there and if Hagan gets frustrated.
(Hagan picks Freeman up to his feet once again and hitches him for some kind of suplex. He elevates him but Freeman wiggles his feet and gets back down safely. He elevates Hagan himself and flips him around in a devastatin Juvi/Machinoku Driver!!!)
JLB: OHHHHHHH!!
SSC: Where did that come from!!!
(Freeman is now pumped up and the crowd is going wild. He's a little slow getting up but does so. He picks Hagan up to his feet and whips him into the opposite turnbuckle. He elevates Hagan and sets him up on top of the turnbuckle. He moutns the turnbuckle himself and looks out at the crowd. He puts Hagan's head between his legs, leans back and little bit, and jumps off.....)
JLB: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! TOP ROPE PILEDRIVER!!!!!
SSC: I THINK THAT COULE BE IT FOLKS!!!! COVER....1.....2.....THREE...WAIT!!! HAGAN GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!!!
(Freeman looks out at the crowd in utter disbelief!!! He picks the groggy Hagan up to his feet and whips him into the corner one more time. He grabs him in a headlock, mounts the turnbuckle, and......)
JLB: BAMMMM!!! TORNADO DDT!!!!
(Freeman makes a sign that it's all over and makes the cover....)
SSC: LATERAL PRESS...1...2...3!!!! IT'S OVER!!!!
MM: Winner of this rookie emergence match is JD Freeman via pinfall at 19:33.
(Freeman gives a satisfied look at the camera and quickly hops out of the ring. The ref follows him out and raises his hand. He gives one last look at the camera and heads for the back.)
JLB: What a match by both men!! That was amazing!!
SSC: Freeman may have won this round, but I wouldn't count out Hagan based on the performance we saw tonight. He showed much intestinal fortitude but just couldn't hold on.
JLB: Very true. However, from here, where does Freeman go? Could a brand new Autumn Guard t-shirt be in his future?
SSC: Well, I think Dr. Suave is the only man that knows that, but if I were a betting man, I'd say yes. He showed a lot here tonight in putting down the great performance from Mr. Hagan.
JLB: I'm still reeling from the show they put on here tonight and judging by the crowd reaction, they loved it as well. Shawcade has been utterly exciting so far, I'm excited to see where we go from here.
SSC: Well, where we do come from here is a debut interview, just like we promised you on the SEWF Hotline. Take it away Matt hammer!
(Matt Hammer is inside the ring getting ready to conduct a special interview. He has a microphone in his left hand. He looks around at the sold out crowd and begins to speak.)
Matt Hammer: Ladies and gentlemen!!!! Boys and girls!!!! I am going to bring out for you at this time one of the newest superstars in the SEWF! This is his first television appearance for the SEWF. He is the one and only.... DAN "THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR" DEBACLE!!!!!!!!!
(The fans go crazy as the lights in the arena go out. "Bad to the Bone" begins to play. Five red stars line the aisleway. Dan walks out from the curtains. He stands about six foot ten inches and looks like he weighs about 345 pounds. He is wearing a black no-sleeved t-shirt that reads "The * * * * * Superstar," black pants with five red stars down the right side, and black boots. Right behind him walks out the voluptuous Double D, his manager. She is wearing a pink bikini top and blue jeans. Dan makes his way to the ring as Double D struts behind him. Dan jumps onto the ring apron and enters through the ropes. He walks to the center of the ring and as he gives the sign for the * * * * * Chokeslam, his devastating finisher, red fireworks are set off from the four turnbuckles. The lights come back on and "Bad to the Bone" dies down. Double D and Matt Hammer walk to the center of the ring with Dan. Matt has the microphone in hand.)
MH: First of all, I just wanted to say that it is a pleasure to be standing next to you. I've seen many battles you've faced in various feds. You are a superstar in all of them, including the EWWF East.
Dan Debacle: Yeah, I've been jumping from fed to fed to find the biggest challenge. Right now in the EWWF East I'm in a number one contendership match for the Extreme title, a title I would like to get my hands on. I figured that since I'm at it, why not jump to the SEWF too and see what gold I can bring home. I see a lot of familiar faces out here in the SEWF, one wrestler I was surprised to see was Rattlesnake. I know him from another fed I used to be in. Anyways, what I want to say is that there is a lot of talent here, and that's the reason I came. I want to show the whole world that I'm the best damn wrestler the world has ever seen!!!
MH: What are your future plans for the SEWF?
DD: That's a stupid question!! Like every other wrestler in the world would say is that I want a title around my waist!! I look at all of these champions in the SEWF and I see nothing different from them compared to the guys that I've beaten in other feds. Most of these guys couldn't even lace up my boots!! So my future plans in this fed is kick anyone's ass that gets in my way and put the gold around my waist!!!
MH: How do you like it so far in the SEWF?
DD: Well, I haven't really been in the ring yet so I really can't say much about it. So far I've seen a lot of action between the other wrestlers. I can't wait to get in the ring ans show them how it's really
done.
MH: Now, you talk a lot about how you are going to win gold in the SEWF. Do you have any title in mind?
DD: I've come to realize that it's not always the gold that makes the man. In all the feds I've been in it's the man that makes the gold. I have held world titles in other feds and everyone seems to gun for me. But I've also held titles like the Television and European and they come for me just as hard as the World Title. I don't know if it's because they are championship titles, or the fact that I'm the one that holds it. But I don't have any title in mind. All titles look good for the taking.
MH: What do you think are your chances of winning one of the titles here in the SEWF?
DD: There's going to be no trouble at all!! From the way I look at it, I can have any title they throw at me. There isn't anyone here in the SEWF who can beat me. Don't get me wrong, there is A LOT of talent here, but look at ME!!!!
(Dan flexes to the crowd.)
DD: I'm 6' 10" and 345 pounds of PURE muscle!! I've been in every damn match you can think of!! Barbwire, weapons, cages, exploding bombs,and many others!! I've been hit with chains, bricks, chairs, television sets, and cars!! It takes a lot to take down a man of my size.
MH: Is there anything else you would like to address to the other wrestlers?
DD: Yeah, when you play with fire, you get burnt... Until then...prepare for a DEBACLE!!!!!!
(As he says that, he gives the sign for the * * * * * Chokeslam.)
MH: Well there you go fans!!! The Five Star Superstar is in the SEWF and he looks like a dominant force.
("Bad to the Bone" begins to play. Dan and Double D exit the ring. They slap the hands of the fans as they make their way to the curtains.)
SSC: Well, SEWF, Dan Debacle; Dan Debacle, SEWF.
JLB: He's a little full of himself, but at least he took a couple moments to recognize the SEWF has talent. He's got quite a history in the East and I'm excited to see him here in the SEWF.
SSC: That's true. The East continues to be a great source for SEWF recruiting and we're happy to see all of the newbies here. They just had to the SEWF atmosphere.
JLB: The history keeps flowing in and the SEWF of the future is always being shaped, it's great to see.
SSC: Ok well, our next match is a unique one never before seen in the SEWF.
JLB: Brittany has accused Xtremist of avoiding her title shot requests, well he can't dodge any longer. It's now up to Brittany and Brittany alone to show off her skills. Can she do it?
SSC: Talk about an akward position for Xtremist, does he fight or run? If he gets beat, he'll never live it down, no matter how built the woman.
JLB: I don't envy him in the least.
SSC: Same here, well let's quit talking and go to Mark Morris in the ring ready for the next match.
CRUISERWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
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Xtremist (c) vs. Brittany (Killer banned from ringside)
MM: First out to the ring in this match scheduled for one fall and for the SEWF Cruiserweight Title is the annointed vixen of the SEWF. She's survived the court room and we'll all find out if she can survive in an SEWF ring here tonight. She conquered Judge Judy and Xtremist is next on her list. Ms. Vixen herself, here she is, BRITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTANY!!!!!!!
("Amazing Grace" begins to come up over the P.A. system, and out walks Brittany, totally Killer-less...she looks confident amidst her man being far from the picture...she makes her way down, finally stepping into the ring, sneering at the referee, then making a pass at him...oh well, as soon as her music ceases, "Blind" starts up)
MM: Her opponent and SEWF Cruiserweight Champion is next out in this match. He's held that title longer than anyone can remember and will continue to do so if he can get past Brittany tonigiht. He is a giant part of the Autumn Guard and defends his stable's honor here tonight. Here he is, the XTREEEEEEEEEEEEMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST!!!!
(The usually tightly wound Xtremist comes out, walking out, shunning fans, and acting like a jerk, totally unlike the usual heart warming high flyer...he steps in, but as he does, he notices his bad crowd reaction, and turns to them in disgust, with that, Brittant grabs the man from behind, and drags him inside the ring, over the top rope...the ref cals for the bell, and Brittany is all over X, swining him around by his head...X springs up, a bit humiliated, and charges at her, catching her in the corner turnbuckle...she pounds away on his back, put he is laying in the shoulder blocks, as she finally doubles over...taking no exception, now, to her being a woman, X pounds her back, as she falls to the mat, in a panting motion...Xtremist looks around the arena, as the crowd boos for him, he pulls Brittany up by her hair, whipping her into the ropes)
SSC: Xtremist has certainly taken no gentelmanly stance in this match.
JLB: And the crowd is all over him because of it.
(...as she comes back, she dodges a weak reverse knife edge, and then lands a flying body press, then just resorts to throwing fists all over the smaller guy...as soon as she gives enough punches to throw a party, she lets off, waiting for Xtremist to rise...as he does, she lands a textbook dropkick, knocking the cruiser man down...she covers for the pin...)
SSC: She hooks the leg....1....2...kick out by Xtremist.
JLB: Being pinned by Brittany can't be that bad.
(X throws her off, with her finally settling about three feet from him...she keeps the offense going, as X is looking totally out of it today, not really putting much effort in at all...she picks Xtremist up by the hair, slings him in, and ducks for a back body drop...X hits a swingin' neck breaker...as he rises, Brittany lay on the mat, a bit woozy, as X just laughs her off, then waves goodbye, exiting through the ring ropes...he begins his walk to the back, and is about half way down...the ref is counting him out, and periodically checking on Brittany, who is up by now, tending to her neck a slight bit...the ref has reached 6 now, and X is almost to the top of the rampway...he is about to exit when Killer comes out, the same man that was banned from ringside)
SSC: He's technically not out at ringside, so I guess there's nothing X can do about it.
(...Holmes confronts Xtremist, pointing to the ring, demanding X get back in and fight...on that note, the smaller Xtremist turns, pleading he has no problems, but when Killer turns to go back to the locker room, X drop kicks him in the back of the head...the ref has stopped the count to go and break it up...Brittany goes to leave, but she's got some more business to tend to, back to that in a while...Killer turns around to fight on with X, but the ref, along with other officials, have broken up a possible brawl...the fans are booing, and it's looking virtually impossible to hold Holmes back, but somehow, it's being done)
SSC: He's like the man possessed he's been this past week on his warpath.
JLB: A compliment to SEWF security.
(...little does anyone notice, there is commotion down at ringside, yep, the Autumn Guard...Steve Maldor has come behind Brittany, with a chair, and is ready to send her to bed...Killer sees this, unlike anybody else, and attempts to break through the grasp of all of the officials, but one man can only fight so many, he's blocked...the masked man, Dr. Suave has come out, and nails Killer from behind, with a huge forearm to his head, knocking Killer to the floor, where Xtremist and Suave both begin to pummel Holmes...in the ring, Maldor is about to come down with the chair when Brittany turns around and catches him...she ducks out of the way somehow, and as Steve comes down with it, she lands a low blow)
JLB: OHHHHHH!!!
SSC: Nasty shot.
(...as Steve doubles over, and eventually collapses...she stands over him, grabbing the chair, and is about to lay it into his groin area, when Tom Collins, our gay world champion grabs it from her...he holds it up, swearing to strike any moment, and she stands in fear, and disgrace as he does so...the officials are still having a go trying to get the diverting AG off of Killer...Collins signals with the chair for Brittany to get down on her knees...she does so, completely embarassed, as he keeps the chair at bay...Xtremist finally lets off, and runs back to the ring, the officials still trying to seperate Suave and Killer...Collins is ready strike, as he is, X runs in the ring, Tom turns around immediately, ready for attack and accidentally strikes Xtremist!!!...Xtremist falls to the mat, and Tom goes to tend to him, totally shocked he just knocked his partner unconscious...Suave runs down to the ring, leaving Killer on the ground, as the officials force him to the back...)
JLB: That Suave packs some punch.
SSC: And he's here to support his man.
(...Suave slides in, checking X's heart beat, looking relieved he's still alive...Brittany kicks the chair out of the ring, then as the ref returns, she begs for him to clear the ring, as the Xtremist is out for an easy pin, and possible title victory...the ref, along with extra help that has just come down, clear the ring, against the will of the reluctant world champion, and AG accomplice...they push, pull, and struggle about, but they are now away from the ring, being escorted out...as Brittany takes X's legs, then does a short flip over for the package, as the ref counts....)
SSC: And we get a 1...2...3!!!!...and just like that folks, we've got our first ever SEWF Women as a world champion!!!!!!
MM: Winner of this match and new SEWF Cruiserweight Champion, she is BRITTANY!
(...Brittany is smiling, as the bell rings, and she hears her name called out as the winner...the AG is still being pushed back, upset over all of this...she awaits her hand to be rose, and her title, but after her hand is risen, the belt is nowhere to be found...she looks confused and upset, but now the belt is missing in action, and as Tom Collins is forced the last few steps to the back, we see an auspiscious smile come from his sinister face...)
SSC: She's got the title, but not the belt. Maybe an empty victory for her.
JLB: She's still the champ, that's all that matters. Crazy things are happening around here.
SSC: Well, the craziness just keeps coming here on Shawcade II because if you look at your lineup card, next up is the War Is Hell Match!!!
JLB: That's right and it's going to be a bonafide bree for all as two stables go at it in one helluva nasty match for those involved. I almost feel sorry for the people that have to go into that cage.
SSC: They chose their poison and now they have to live or die by it. That match is next, take it away Mark Morris.
WAR IS HELL MATCH
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Doomsday/Hellkid/Luni vs. Polish Hitmen/Nate Kaplan
(No DQ, Cage, weapons, all 3 men must exit to win)
MM: The following match is scheduled to be a special WAR IS HELL match. It is a no disqualification, weapons allowed, cage match, and all 3 men of a team must exit to win the match. First out will be the team representing the WSO. They have taken their allegiance to an entirely new level and look to end their fued with the Heaven's Gate here tonight in the cage. They will be accompanied to the ring by Carmine Capone, Vinny Battagglia, and the Giannetti brothers, a trule intimidating sight. Here they are, the POLISH HITMEN AND NATE "KID DROPPER" KAPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
(...the cage door is opened, and the TWSO theme msuci comes on, "All Eyez on Me" I believe...as that plays, the whole TWSO come down, which includes: The Polish Hitmen, Nate Kaplan, Carmine Capone, Vinny Battagglia, and the Giannetti brothers...all the men make their HUGE presence known as they get to the ring, and the Hitmen and Kaplan make their way inside...finally, "Damaged" begins)
MM: Next out will be group the personifies their philosophy of "Praise Satan and Kiss My Ass." They represent the Heaven's Gate and look to finally end their fued with the WSO tonight with whatever weapons they can get their hands on. They've established themselves elsewhere and look to score a breakout win in the cage here tonight. Here the are, accompanied by the South Syndicate Soldiers, DOOMSDAY, LUNATIC, AND HELLKID JOHNNY LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDS!!!!
(Hellkid leads Doomsday and Lunatic down to the ring, with the South Syndicate Soldiers following behind...the SSS and the Giannetti bros keep their distance, as the gate members make their way in, the war BEGINS...the ref outside locks the door, and the only means of escape is to climb to the top...Kaplan and Hellkid go at it immediately, as the Hitmen take on Doomsday and Luni...Hellkid and Kaplan have wrestled into a corner throwing continuous blows to each other...as this happens, the Hitmen make their way into the corner to help Nate out, as does Luni...as they all brawl in that one specific corner, Doomsday, possibly the biggest man in the ring comes in with a running splash...with that, Luni falls over, as does Yash...Stash, Nate, and Hellkid just kinda stumble out, dazed a bit...as Stash comes out of the corner, the huge ass Doomsday hits a humongous belly to belly, shattering his spine...)
JLB: OHHHHHHHH!
SSC: What impact on the belly to belly !
(...Hellkid starts to stomp Kaplan into next week...he gets him down into the corner, as Luni comes through with a round of bronco busters...as that happens, Yash comes in and grabs Luni by the head, lifts him high up above his head, and gorilla presses the cruiser into the side of the cage!!!...Doomsday starts to go to work on Stash now...as this happens, Kaplan starts to take advantage on Hellkid...as this happens, Matt Allen tosses a bag of weapons over the top of the cage...)
JLB: This is when the fun begins folks.
(...Yash reaches it, and pulls out a baseball bat, covered in barbed wire...not quite the original item, but hey, it works, don't it?...Yash winds up, and levels the small Luni...without hesitation, the move seemed a bit extreme, but it happened, and now Luni lay unconscious, battered and bloodied...Hellkid sees this, and stops his assualt, as Yash takes a swing at him, but he ducks, and hits a boot to his stomach, then a DDT onto the bag of items!!!...for some strange reason, Yash's head busted open on that...Hellkid opens the bag, and pulls out, a motorcycle axle, MY GOD!!!...he waves it around like a bank robber would do with a gun...everybody clears, and I mean EVERYBODY, even the rest of the Gate)
SSC: If someone gets nailed with that thing, I'd hate to see what happens.
JLB: I think the crowd here wants to see that very event take place.
(...Stash finally goes in for an attempt, but Hellkid swings furiously, and connects with his gut, then hits knee lift...then in comes Kaplan, who is a bit smarter, he ducks Hellkid's swing, then hits him with a dropkick, sending the item into Hellkid's face, as he runs into the turnbuckle...Hellkid screams loudly, then is dropkicked by Nathan...Stash takes the unconscious Lunatic, and powerbombs him down, unrelentlessly... Luni is totally OUT now, not even moving...Doomsday is waiting right behind Stash as he turns around...when Stash finally does, Doomsday grabs him in a chokehold, then lifts him up, and BOOOOM!!! chokeslam!!!)
JLB: OHHHHH!
SSC: What a move! Stash may be out here.
(...on that note, Doomsday starts to climb the cage...he makes it halfway, when Yash catches him on the foot, but Doomsday kicks away at him...without seeing it, Vinny has climbed the bage a bit, and has a chair...he takes a wack at Doomsday's hands, and down goes the big man...Matt Allen and Ken Morlock run over to even the score...the Gianetti bros step in front of Carmine and Vinny, but that doesn't stop HIGOR THE REBEL ROSA from coming up behind them with a chair!!!!!...HE NAILS CARMINE, and by the time everybody turns around, DOWN GOES VINNY AS WELL!!!...as the Gianetti twins turn around, it gives the SSS enough time to attack, and soon it becomes a three on two, with the Gate taking the advantage...as Kaplan and Yash stare out from the cage, Hellkid starts to get out of the cage...Doomsday stands in front of Hellkid, guarding him as he gets out...)
JLB: It looks like the Gate is making ther move.
(...as Hellkid gets out, Kaplan turns back around and goes into hysterics as Lords gets out...Hellkid starts laughing, as Allen and Morlock, with Rosa come over and celebrate...while this goes on, TWSO gathers their troops again...now, as Stash rises from the chokeslam, TWSO notices the huge one on three advantage they have, noting that Luni is still not moving...TWSO slowly moves in, as Doomsday reaches into the bag frantically, pulling out a...KITCHEN POT OF ALL THINGS!!!)
JLB: Where the hell did that come from!
(...TWSO keeps moving in, seeing that a cooking pot isn't much of a defense...Kaplan moves in first, but ducks the pot shot, and it hits Yash instead!!!...but after that, the fun is over, and TWSO gets their's in on Doomsday...they are pummeling the big man...Doomsday is down to a knee now, but as this is happening, Hellkid tosses in a chair...as TWSO sees this, they toss in a chair, too...when the Gate notices that, they toss in ANOTHER chair...when that happens, TWSO throws in yet ANOTHER chair, but unluckily, this chair happened to hit Nate Kaplan RIGHT IN THE HEAD!!!)
SSC: You could hear that nasty shot way back here at the broadcast location!
JLB: And I'm sure Nate heard that one all too well.
(...Nate falls to the ground, grabbing his head tightly...Stash is then left with Doomsday...Doomsday immediately grabs him with a chokeslam...as he is doing this, Yash and Kaplan are making their way out of the ring, while his back is turned...they get over, to the Gate's avail, and now it's Doomsday and Luni, who is slowly regaining his consciousness back, to go up against Stash of TWSO...Stash immediately goes to the door in panic, but Doomsday won't let him, he pulls him back, and levels him with a clothesline...after this, the inevitable happens, the overbearing power of Doomsday sets in, and he sets Stash in for a chokeslam...as he lifts him up, Stash's head makes contact with the cage...after that, Doomsday takes him in for a jackknife...he does so, and scrapes Stash's head on the top again.)
SSC: OWWWW!
JLB: Hit him with the double whammy on that one.
(...after he lands it, TWSO sees the end, so they all starts rushing the cage, and begin to climb up...as this happens, the Gate begins to do the same thing...as both teams begin to scale the tall cage, the sides of the cage bend back...the weight is getting enormous, and as this is happening, something we've never seen happens...that's right, as both teams scale their respective sides of the cage, THE SIDES O THE CAGE GIVE WAY, AND DOWN THEY GO!!!)
SSC: I don't think any planned for that one!
JLB: This is going ultra crazy.
(...Doosmday stops his assault on Stash, and with a look of wonder and astonishment, he begins to laugh a bit, as he notices there are now two sides remaining to the cage...Doomsday is almost confused as to what to do now...he looks at the bag of weapons, looks at the caved in cage, the out cold Luni and Stash...then he looks over at the two teams, TWSO and Heaven's Gate, both teams ENTIRELY KNOCKED OUT from falling and being crushed...Doomsday kicks the bag out, then takes Luni over his shoulders, steps over the top rope, and leaps down...the ref calls for the bell, as it's assumed that was the only remaining way to win...)
MM: The winners of this match are the Heaven's Gate crew made up of Hellkid, Luni, and Doomsday via all 3 exitting the cage at 28:33.
(...after the announcement is made that the Gate won, Doomsday goes to take the cage off of his team mates, a bit worried now about the impact they took from falling so far, and with such force behind it...as he is down, attempting to raise the cage wall, "Bomber" Billy Thompson comes running down with a chair, and what do you know? down goes Doomsday with A NASTY ASS CHAIR SHOT TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!!!...the "Bomber" then takes of running to the back, as a million SEWF officials come down to help the teams get back to the locker room, as an obvious amount of injuries were sustained...)
SSC: Another show of TWSO allegiance by Bomber, one can only assume that he's accepted their invitation.
JLB: That adds some major firepower to that stable, they may be up and challenging the Atumun Guard in no time.
SSC: Well, it's great to see the stables in such heated competition. It makes for great television.
JLB: Speaking of great television, we've got that very title on the line is the next match.
SSC: That's right, Bomber Thompson will have to fight off two men to hold on to the title he so covets. This could be his toughest test since his entrance into the SEWF.
JLB: He's fought his way this far, we'll see if he can carry that momentum into the next match and beyond.
SSC: Take it away Mrak Morris.
TV TITLE TRIPLE THREAT
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Billy "Bomber" Thompson (c) vs. Rebel Rick Stone vs. Tommy Kain w/Dr. Suave
MM: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the SEWF Television Title. The first of the challengers to come out will be representing the Autmn Guard and will be accompanied by their leader, Dr. Suave. Kain has taken shots in the past about his lackidaisical attitude, but has buckled down to get it done in the ring here tonight. Here he is, TOMMY KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!
(...as the crowd finally quiets down, the Autumn Guard's music comes over the P.A., which actually gets a decent pop from the crowd, as Tommy Kain, Mr. "Too Cool" emerges from the back, making lude gestures all around, as he gets to the ring, mounting the ropes and raising his arms, ensuing the crowd to cheer a bit...he finally jumps down, as a wild scream comes over the P.A. , as the crowd goes crazy, and the NEW Phenomenon theme plays, a bit more techno and futuristic version...)
MM: Next out will be the self professed jobber of the SEWF. He sports a JOB Squad tshirt and a SuperSoaker to go with his attitude. He is attempting to get past his jobber reputation and capture his first taste of SEWF singles gold. Here he is, REBEL RICK STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!!
(Out comes our favorite J.O.B. Squad member, as the "Rebel" Rick Stone comes out, with a squirt gun full of J.O.B. propoganda...he starts his walk down the aisle way, giving high fives everywhere conceievable, finally getting to ringside, jumping to the apron, shooting his gun off again, as confetti comes out as well...as he's doing this, Tommy Kain comes from behind him, knocking him off the apron...)
MM: Next out is the man trying so desperately to keep his title. He faces one of his toughest challenges to date. His entrance into the SEWF has been filled with success and he attempts to keep those good vibes rolling here tonight. He is accompanied to the ring by the lovely and beautiful Samantha. Here he is, BILLY "BOMBER" THOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPSON!!!!
("How's It Gonna Be" comes on finally, and out comes Samantha, with the "Bomber" running full blast to the ringside, as he gets a decent pop, considering the match has "started"...Billy gets to the "Rebel" and starts the assault...he's taking it to him with fists and boots, finally, Tommy Kain jumps off the apron with a double axe handle to Thompson's back...Kain starts to lay in some wicked chops, as he goes to sling Thompson into the far ring post...Billy reverses the whip and Kain goes shoulder first into the post...Thompson turns around to catch a Stone spinning heel kick...Billy goes down, as Samantha comes over to confront the "Rebel"...Rick stops his attack, as she slaps him in the face)
JLB: SMACK!
SSC: Always a good thing to happen on pay per view.
(...Stone grabs her by the arm, pulling back his palm, as Billy comes up with a low blow...Stone tends to his groin, as Billy is turning around, Kain comes in wth a clothesline, putting Billy to the matted ground...from there, Tommy Kain takes Billy, and shoves him under the ropes back inside the ring...Tommy follows in, covering Thompson...after a two count, Thompson was back out, as Kain puts a reverse headlock on, trying to tire the champ out...Stone finally gets up, but Samantha takes her nails to his back...he goes back down a bit, as he turns to her then, swearing to slap her silly...she starts to back away, a bit apprehensive to mess with the "Rebel" anymore...as he's doing this, Thompson finds enough time to throw a baseball slide into the back of Rick Stone's head, sending him down again...)
SSC: Great surprise move from Thompson.
JLB: And great teamwork as well, even if Stone took the ungentlemanly route in slapping the bubble gum out of Samantha's mouth.
(Kain, taking advantage of Billy's preoccupation, springboards onto the top ropes, and hits a suicide dive onto the TV champ...a few more boots, Kain throws Billy back into the ring again...this time, avoiding a cover, Kain drags Billy to his feet again, slamming him down...after this, Kain goes to the top, executing a perfect body splash...he covers, but after a almost three count, the "Rebel" reappears to break the count, dragging Kain's foot out a bit...as a matter of fact, he slides out of the ring with his foot...Stone snaps Kain's leg on the ringpost, as Tommy holds his knee region, feeling the effects and cruelty of the ring post...)
SSC: That'll blow out your knee in a second.
(...Stone goes back in, taking advantage of both of their weaknesses...he stomps on Kain's knee a bit more, then goes to the champ...Rick picks up the Television Champion, and goes for a tiger driver...he exectues it perfectly, going for the cover thereafter...injured as he is, Kain makes a perfect save, elbowing Stone in the back of the head...Kain drags Stone to his feet, Irish whips him into the ropes, and hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the "Rebel"...after this, Kain raises his hands in the air, obviously signaling for some type of finisher...Kain raises the "Rebel" up, and sets him in for what looks to be a piledriver...as he sets him in, he goes all the way for a powerbomb, but Stone takes the momentum and swings over his shoulders, sets Kain in, and BAM,!!!!!...JOB-I-NATOR!!!!!!)
JLB: OHHHHHH!!!!!
SSC: We could have a new champion!
(...Stone drapes his arm over Tommy Kain, as the Bomber makes a save before the count even starts...Billy lay on the ground, then gets back up, and elbows Stone to the back of the head, repeatedly...he finally decides it's time to finish the match...he takes Rick Stone with him to the corner, looks to set him in for an atomic drop, but instead drapes Stone up for the "Downtown Bomb"...Billy then steps in between the ring ropes, going to the outside, setting himself in...then, within a second of time, they're flying away in the air...but, the "Bomber" wasn't counting it all right, as Stone reversed it into a top rope hurrcanrana!!!...THE BOMBER slid all the way OUT OF THE RING!!!)
JLB: OHHHH!!!
SSC: You're quite fond of that saying aren't ya?
JLB: Shut up.
(...Stone lays on the ring, a bit winded and exhausted...Kain roll over and lay his arm over Stone's chest...the ref counts for the two, but increidbly Stone kicks out...Samantha tends to her Bomber, as the other two duke it out in mid ring...Kain lifts Rick to his feet, leaving him in the center, then going to the ropes, missing an attempted clothesline, then Rick hits a sidewalk slam on Kain!!!...with his last bit of energy, Stone then lay winded once again...the ref starts the count, and after getting up to 7, Stone rolls over a bit, as Kain has just made it back to his feet...at this time, Billy Thompson has made his back in, but not inside the ring, but rather on the top rope...neither men notice...Kain awaits Rick to turn around, so he can hit some kind of premeditated move...finally, as Stone turns around, Kain hits him with a boot to the gut, and goes for a DDT...as he does this, the "Bomber" comes off the top rope with a missle dropkick to Tommy's chest)
JLB: He manged to snake that one in.
SSC:Great work by Bomber in this match.
(...Tommy's down, and Billy covers him...after two, Stone is too close, and simply pushes Billy to the side...at that, Rick then drapes his arm over Tommy Kain, but Billy returns the favor by pushing Rick aside...finally, Rick throws a slap to Billy's face...Thompson returns the face, as both men are on their knees now...from behind, Kain is climbing up thanks to the ropes, and finally gets up, hitting a double dropkick on both the TV champ, and the "Rebel"...Kain, in a vein effort, drapes himself over both competitiors, but a dropkick won't finish these two off, as they both kick out with authority, propelling Kain about five feet away, which, in turn, gets a good crowd response...the "Rebel" rises finally, as does the "Bomber", and they both decide to take their aggression out on "Too Cool"...they both throw lefts and rights at him, then a double Irish whip to the tropes, and a missed double clothesline attempt, Kain comes back with another pinning attmept, this time a double cross body block...after a two count, the men once again propell him out, but the crowd gives a good pop for excellent trying on the part of Kain...)
SSC: Kain may be winning a few fans here tonight.
JLB: But he better concentrate not on winning fans, but winning that gold belt.
(...Kain gets back up, and storms at Billy, but is leveled, and I mean LEVELED with an Earth shattering clothesline, practically taking his head off...the crowd gives an "OHHH!" as Kain falls to the ground with a authority, yet limp...Stone catches "Bomber" as he turns around, in a drop toe hold, then hits a leg drop to the back of his head...he turns him over for the cover...the ref counts two before Billy kicks out...Stone then lifts him up, hits a few European uppercuts, then whips him into the ropes...upon his return, Billy is hit with an inverted atomic drop, then a short clothesline by Stone...Kain is now back in action, as he misses a clothesline on Stone, but hits the "Bomber", who is standing right behind Stone!...Kain is a bit confused about the move, but doesn't notice the "Rebel" has just rolled him up, and the ref has counted three, as he signals for the bell...what does this mean? a new champ?...YES!!!)
MM: Your winner via pinfall at 18:29 and your new SEWF TELEVISION CHAMPION, REBEL RICK STONE!
JLB: Stone has captured gold?!?!?!
(Stone's music comes back on, and he grabs the belt, the "Bomber" totally confused in mid ring, lookign at the ref with animosity streaming through his eyes...the ref shows him the signal for a three count, but Billy begs the point that he wasn't pinned...nonetheless, a dissapointed Tommy Kain leaves the ring, as Stone runs around with the Tv title, dancing all over the place...)
SSC: He's none too proud to show off his jubilation.
JLB: Wait a minute, what's this?
(From the entryway, JD Freeman runs down to the aisle and totally clobbers Stone with a big clothesline!!! He gives him a couple stomp, flashes a quick smile at Kain and exits towards the back.)
SSC: It looks like he's quite intent on grabbing that TV title.
JLB: It's just intimdation, he's sending a message to Rebel Rick Stone about that big gold belt around his waist.
SSC: Well, as Freeman goes to the back, we're excited to bring you this next match up for the SEWF World Tag Team Titles.
JLB: El Dorado and LL have been on quite a tear since they've grabbed those titles. No one has even come close to prying those titles away.
SSC: The South Syndicate Soldiers will be next up to attempt that very task. Mr. Morris, take it away.
TAG TITLES MATCH
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El Dorado/LL (c) vs. SSS
MM: The following match is a tag team contest scheduled for one fall and is for the SEWF World Tag Team Titles. First out are the champions themselves, the men who have held these titles for longer than most can remember. They came up quick from the School of Hardknocks and hit the gold early in their SEWF careers. The symbols of that success, the titles they hold, are in serious peril here tonight. Here they are, EL DORADO AND LUSCIOUS LUCIANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(..."Nihilism" starts to play, as Dorado and Luscious start to come to ringside, SEWF tag titles draped over their respective shoulders, as they give high fives all over, and Dorado even gives a little girl a lolipop, as Luscious just kinda gives him a look of seriousness, and they make their way into the ring, holding their tag titles up for everybody to see, as the crowd screams loudly, the champs then waiting for thier East counterparts...on that note, a huge amount of pyrotechincs go off)
MM: Their challengers here tonight are men with great success in various federations. They have held the World Tag Team Titles in the EWWF East and have brought their talents here to the SEWF and here to the SEWF exclusively. They now challenge for the gold they want and the gold they covet. Tonight may be the night that the tag team titles go straight to the Gate. Here they are, the SOUTH SYNDICATE SOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLDIERS!!!
(The South Syndicate Soldiers come out from the back, raising their arms, obviously happy with their amount of achievement elsewhere...they make their way into the ring, but as they do, Dorado has grabbed a mic, and is talking...)
ED: Well, Mister Matt and Real Deal...you can talk all you want about being extreme. You can wish all you want for you barbed wire ball bat. And you can pine all night for your Octagons, your highway overpasses, and whatever the hell else you guys did out East. Because, tonight, you are wrestling a sanctioned match...agaisnt two wrestlers...who actually, you know..."wrestle."? So, be prepared for one royal...
(...Luscious takes the mic away from Dorado, as he pleads for him to be a bit more concerned with the match, but as the Soldiers think there is dissention in the ranks of the tag champs, Luscious is the first one to strike, leveling Allen with a clothesline, as the ref signals for the bell...Dorado and Morlock get out of the ring, as Luscious mounts the assualt on Mr. Matt Allen...Luscious raises Allen up, and whips him into the ropes, but Allen catches a ducking Luscious in an early DDT, shocking one half of the tag team champs...he covers, but Dorado is in to save, even though we notice that Luciano kicked out just fine after two...Alen drags Luscious to his corner, tagging in Morlock, who comes in, slingshotting himself over the ropes with a leg drop to Luscious' shoulder...Luciano takes exception, grabbing his arm in pain, as Morlock helps him up, slinging him into the ropes, and hitting a mid ring cross body)
SSC: What a great move from Morlock!
(...he keeps the momentum, and turns it into a pinning combo, as the ref counts to two before Luscious kicks out...Morlock goes to tag in Allen, dragging Luscious by his hair to their corner...this is unusual, as Morlock and Allen have totally diverted the technique that Luscious and Dorado usually use, to their advantage instead...Allen comes in via the top rope, landing an Alabama Jam on the back Luciano's head, then covering...this time, Dorado's interference helps a bit more, as he breaks the count, and throws a slap to Morlock's face for good measure...)
JLB: The ultiamate disrespect.
SSC: More tha disrespect, he's showing him up.
(...Dorado then, as he is exiting, is dropkicked in the back of the head by Allen...it sends him down, as he gets back up, the ref holds him back, telling him he needs to get back to his corner, and get tagged before he can enter...the Soldiers take full advantage of this, as they make an illegal exchange, and Morlock comes in...the ref questions the tag, but lays off after Morlock whips Luscious into the ropes...as he's coming back, Morlock goes for a back ody drop, of all things, and Luscious hits a neck breaker, perfectly fit...after a few seconds, Luscious makes it to the corner with ease, and tags in the Golden One...Dorado comes in, beating the piss out of Morlock, and even Allen, who came in, for good measure...Allen runs in at him, and Dorado lands an inverted atomic drop, which sends Matt off in a helicopter spinning motion...as Morlock comes back running in, Dorado spins him around in a spinning backbreaker)
JLB: What a shot!
SSC: Cover...1...2..kick out from Morlock.
(...he then covers, but the fresh Morlock kicks out at two...Dorado takes Morlock to his corner, tagging in Luscious...as Dorado holds down Morlock with an armbar, Luscious comes off the top with an elbow, pin pointing it into the back of Morlock's neck...Morlock goes down, and Luscious hits a leg drop to the back of his head...as this is happening, Allen, comfortable with the free reign tagging systme, makes his way without a tag, breaking up the control Luscious had, as an all out brawl ensues...)
SSC: This is breaking down rapidly folks.
(...Allen and Dorado roll between the ropes...Morlock takes advantage of Allen interfering, rakes Luciano to the eyes, then uppercuts him to the ground...on the outside, Matt Allen, for some reason, is having a time with Dorado...he lifts Dorado up, and drops him neck-first over the ring railing...Dorado chokes it up, as Allen splashs him from behind, neck still draped over the railing...Matt then goes to the steel steps, coming off with a leg drop over Dorado's head...Luscious notices his partner in a vast need of help, but Morlock chop blocks him in the back of the knee...Matt Allen then slides into the ring, to help...Luscious tries to fight them both off, but two on one is extremely hard...Allen them picks Luscious up in a sidewalk slam type positioning, as Morlock comes off with a running dropkick...when Luscious goes down, Allen holds onto his legs, and turns it into a Boston Crab...Morlock then goes to the top, and comes off with a 10 flip into a leg drop to Luscious' back)
JLB: OHHHH!!!
SSC: WHAT TEAMWORK!!
(...all this has become overhwleming, and now the tag champs are actually in trouble...as Luscious is still trapped in the Boston Crab, Morlock stands above him, pulling him up by his hair, but the ref refuses to ask for a give in, seeing that it's still two on one...finally, Morlock and Allen stop the assault...Allen, feeling quite saucy tonight, propells himself over the ropes, into a suicide dive onto the already broken Dorado...as this happens, Morlock tends to Luscious again, grabbing him by the hair, but Lucinao, gets a desperate attempt, and hits a groin shot to Morlock, doubling him over, as he falls aside...)
JLB: Low blows galore tonight here on Shawcade II!
(...on that note, Luscious rolls under the ring ropes, a bit dismantled himself, to tend to his partner, El Dorado...as Allen rises, Luscious picks him up, and hits a powerbomb on the concrete...obviously an easy victory from ther eon out, Luscious, instead, rolls Allen back inside, then tends to his friend...the ref begins the count...Dorado is showing no signs of moving, and Luscious is worried...he yells for security, and the usual HELP...Allen and Morlock stand inside the ring, now laughing their heads off at the tag champs...at the count of 8, some doctors make their way to ringside, as Dorado is lifted onto a cot, head tightly placed in a brace, as he is taken out, and Luscious follows him, and the ref counts them out...)
MM: Winner of this match via countout, the SOUTH SYNDICATE SOLDIERS! The tag titles DO NOT change hands on a count out.
SSC: Well, an unfortunate thing to happen to both sides. El Dorado may be injured and the SSS's chances at a tag title reign have also disappeared.
JLB: I'd have to say, SSS were on a roll and had a real shot at gaining those titles.
SSC: A return date may just be necessary for these two teams to finally figure out the better team.
JLB: I do believe that the SSS made it much more of a match than El Dorado and LL ever imagined.
SSC: At any rate, next up is anothe rmatch full of evenly matched combatants. Don Marvin and Kyle "Cannibal" Morden will fight it out for the US title.
JLB: It's another case of New Blood vs. Autumn Guard, watch the animosity take center stage.
SSC: Take it Mark.
US TITLE RETURN MATCH
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Don Marvin (c) vs. Kyle "Cannibal" Morden
MM: Out first in this match scheduled for one fall and for the SEWF US Title will be a focal point of the Autumn Guard. He's been there since the beginning with stablemate Steve Maldor, leading the way for the Autumn Guard. Tonight, he attempts to regain the title he lost just last week in a very controversial decision. The rematch was ordered and we're in the midst of it right now. Here he is, KYLE "CANNIBAL" MOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDEN!!!!!!
(...the Guard's theme music comes over the P.A., and we're ready for our US title bout...as that happens, nobody comes out...the announcer proclaims "Kyle Morden" once again, but nobody comes...the music stops finally...on with Don Marvin, I guess...)
MM: Next out, I guess, will be the man who "stole" the very title up for grabs just one week ago. He's remained true to the New Blood faction throughout, even after being betrayed by one Tom Collins. He looks to emerge from the controversy around his last match and solidify his title reign in legitimacy here tonight. Welcome him, he is DON MARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVIN!!!!!!
("All Along the Watchtower" then comes over the P.A., and along with the loud roar from the crowd, comes the SEWF US champion, Don Marvin...he comes walking out, along with Luscious Luciano and El Dorado, the SEWF tag team champs...they all walk out towards ringside, as they all step inside the ring, and the announcer goes to announcing Kyle Morden again...on this note, our handsome VP comes storming out of the back with a mic, and his special PPV S.W.A.T. Team...he walks confidentally upset...stepping into the ring, he has his team seperate the ring into two halves, as the New Blood stands across from him...)
Davey Havok: Ok guys! First off, before I get down to business, SHUT UP!!!
(...the crowd erupts into boos, as Davey kicks up dust in the center of the ring, pissed as usual...)
Davey Havok: JUST SHUT UP!!! ANYWAYS, this Autumn Guard thinks they're pretty tough refusing to wrestle, eh?! Well Autumn Guard, I am gonna have to take a considerable sized chunk out of you RIGHT NOW! Kyle! If you don't come out right this second, you're fucking banned from the SEWF!!!
(...the crowd all takes deep inhales, as Steve Maldor, Tommy Kain, and Tom Collins come running out from the back...they look worried and confused, as they stand in front of the S.W.A.T. Team, relaying their messages to Havok about how Kyle's nowhere to be found, and he can't do this...)
Davey Havok: Oh, I can't! can I?! Yes, I CAN! Abusive power? OH WELL, DEAL WITH IT!!! A count of five, CANNIBAL, that's it!!!
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Davey Havok: KYLE "THE CANNIBAL" MORDEN IS HEREBY BANNED FROM THE SEWF!!!!!!!!
(...the crowd goes into uproar, slightly happy he's gone, and slightly upset Davey got his way...Maldor, Kain, and Collins go after Havok immediately...the S.W.A.T. team gets them off Havok, but not after Maldor swipes in a punch on him...Davey is left holding his face, looking deeply pissed...the New Blood just kinda sits back, and laughs at all of this...a bit smarter than to get involved physically...)
Davey Havok: Fuck you, Maldor! You wanna test me!? We'll see what happens!!! You're screwed Maldor!!!
(...with that, Davey is escorted out, still holding his jaw a bit, with Steve tensing up, trying to get at him even more...the Guard exits behind Davey and his crew, as Marvin is announced the winner by forfeit...)
SSC: What the hell was that???
JLB: Kyle Morden is gone from the SEWF? How did that happen?
SSC: I think Davey's gone power tripping again, but that's just me.
JLB: I'd go with that, but I don't know all the answers to that one either. If Morden would have showed, this would have had nothing to do with Davey's power.
SSC: Oh well, just another event in Shawcade history now.
JLB: That's right, I think it's time to focus on the ninth and final match of the night.
SSC: Well, the time is finally here. It's main event time and it's sure to be one not to disappoint. With three of the SEWF's top superstars fighting it out over the most coveted title in the land, this one is sure to impress.
JLB: In my opinion, the wildcard in this match just may be the man on the outside, Dr. Suave. I'm interested to see what role he plays in this match and if he has to make a choice between Collins and Maldor. Things could sticky early for Dr. Suave when two of his top guys are forced to fight it out.
SSC: I'd look for Killer to pray for them to fight each other and get it out of their system. At that point, maybe he can pick up the peaces and sneak a title win in.
JLB: I'd agree with that, but Killer does have the tools to take it even if he has to go through both of them.
SSC: That's true, and never discount the effectiveness of Brittany on the outside. With that Greco-Roman low blow and the Brittany-can-rana, it's quite possible to believe she may come into play in this match up.
JLB: I'm still amazed the X got it handed to him like that, but that's in the past, and this match could very well determine the circumstances for the future of the SEWF.
SSC: That's right, I'd look for some big fireworks in this match from some of the biggest guns the SEWF has to offer. I'd predict that both Brittany and Dr. Suave get involved in the match. However ,it's hard to say how effective they'll be. The outcome of this match is anyone's guess.
JLB: All 3 of these men are pretty evenly matched and all 3 have a real shot at walking away tonight with the strap.
SSC: Well, enough of our banter. It's time to let these men use their actions to determine the very outcome of this match. Take it away Mr. Morris!!!
MAIN EVENT WORLD TITLE MATCH
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Tom Collins (c) w/Dr. Suave vs. Killer Christian Holmes w/Brittany vs. Steve "Quiet Man" Maldor w/Dr. Suave
MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, we've reached the final match of the evening here at SEWF Shawcade II. This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the SEWF World Heavyweight Title. Coming out first is the man known as the Quiet Man. His words may be soft, but his actions certainly pack a considerable punch. He comes to the ring under the instruction of Dr. Suave and heads up the Autumn Guard, a stable of considerable power and depth. He will try to take the title from his stablemate this evening, he is STEVE MALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLDOOOOOOOOOOR!!!!
(The Shawcade entryway once again sees activity as the first of the challengers makes his way to the ring. Maldor walks slowly to the ring with a very determined look on his face. He gives a wink to the camera quickly. Absent from his side is one Dr. Suave. who is nowhere to be seen. Maldor finally gets to the ring as Mark Morris begins the next intro....)
MM: Next out is the man who held the very title up for grabs just a little over two weeks ago. He has been on a path of destruction spanning the course of those two weeks, leaving wrestlers and security personnel in his wake. His determination and passion for revenge have earned him this rematch for the title he so desperately covets. Coming to the ring is the vixen of the SEWF and brand new cruiserweight champion. She provides attitude on the outside and has the physical tools to get things done in the ring, making them one hell of a team. She is Brittany and he is KILLLER CHRISTIAN HOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMES!!!!!
(Holmes comes strutting to the ring with the sexy Brittany on one arm. She gives him a peck on the cheek and they deliberately make their way to the ring. Killer gives a few looks to the crowd and they finally get to the ring. They jump on to the apron and Killer squeezes into the ring under the ropes. The crowd pays great attention to Brittany going through the ropes. The two are in and await the champion.)
MM: And finally tonight, the man coming to the ring is the newest member of the Autumn Guard. He jumped from New Blood after he won the title just two weeks ago with the help of one Steve Maldor. He's battled with the best of them in the ranks of the SEWF and as emrged as a truly worthy champion. He takes on two of the biggest guns of the SEWF in this title defense, a testamenet to his bravery. He comes to the ring with his brand new manager and Autmn Guard mate, Dr. Suave. Without any further delay, he is the SEWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, HE IS TOM COLLLLLLLLLLLINSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
(Collins emerges from the entryway and the gold of his heavyweight title glints under the lights of the Shawplex. He wears a big smile on his fce to match the belt on his waist. Slowly he makes his way to the ring and finally gest into the ring. Absent once again is one Dr. Suave. Now all 3 men are in the ring and ready to go. The referee signals for the bell to ring to get this main event underway.)
SSC: One has to wonder where Dr. Suave is during probably the most important match in not one but two of his stable's top guns.
JLB: I could understand if this was a house show, but this is the big granddad of em all, Shawcade. What could be more important to him?
(The bell rings and the three men glare at each other. Brittany gets out of the ring and on to the floor. Collins and Maldor look at each other and move together into one corner, facing Killer. Killer doesn't seem intimidated at all by this show of unity and simply runs at both men. They dodge out of the way and kick him in the gut as he wheels around. The two men grab him by the head and give him a DDT!!)
SSC: What a move in the early going!!
(Killer goes down hard and Collins picks him up by the hair. He whips him into the ropes and Maldor throws him up to the air and Collins gives him a nasty kick on the way down. Killer writhes in pain but both Collins and Maldor pick him up once again. Collins whips him into the turnbuckle and follows in with a big splash. Killer, however, moves quickly out of the way and Collins gets a face full of turnbuckle. Madlor runs at Killer to clothesline him over the top ropes, but Killer ducks and elevates Maldor up and over the ropes. Maldor takes a nasty spill on the floor, right on his knee.)
SSC: That can't be good folks, it looks like Maldor may be hurt here.
JLB: That reminds me of Calvin Simmons' injury a week ago, one can only hope Maldor's isn't that severe.
SSC: Wait, here comes Dr. Suave at last. Why was he so late?
(Dr. Suave makes his way slowly down to the ring as Killer and Collins lock up. Dr. Suave comes alongside the fallen Maldor and grabs a stray chair around the ring as there always seem to be. He whispers a couple worlds into the ear of Maldor and takes the chair and....nails him in his injured knes?!?!?!?!?!)
JLB: OHHHHHHH!!!!
SSC: What was that???? Why would he do that??
(Dr. Suave gives a look at the fallen Maldor, picks him up and gives him a big DDT right on top of the chair, totally knocking him out.)
JLB: What the hell is gonig on here?
(Meanwhile, Collins and Killer are in the ring trading lefts and rights. The two men fire back and forth for a good amount of time until finally Killer blocks a Collins punch and clotheslines him right down to the mat. Collins rolls around a bit and Killer gives him a couple nasty stomps into the head. Collins hands go to his head, opening his gut to some Killer boots. Killer picks him up and whips him into the turnbuckle. He follows him in with a big clothesline. Collins staggers out of the turnbuckle and Killer gets on top turnbuckles. Collins staggers towards the turnbuckle and Killer sits him down with a big missile dropkick from the top.)
SSC: Cover...1...2...no way, it's too early for a pin in this one.
(Killer drags Collins up by the hair again and hitches him for suplex. He elevates him and puts him right back down with a nice vertical suplex. He makes another cover but Collins kicks out in two once again. Collins tries to get up but Killer kicks him right back down to the mat. He gets up on the top rope once againe and attempts a giant back splash, but Collins rolls out of the way. A scattered cheer goes up and Collins pulls himself up to his feet with the help of the ropes. Killer struggles as well and Collins throws himself back into a turnbuckle. Killer struggles to get himself up to his feet and Collins throws himself out of the corner and clotheslines him right back down to the mat.)
JLB: Great desperation move from Collins, but can he mount an offensive from that one move.
SSC: It's hard to say but Collins is certainly on the move now.
(Collins gets to his feet and pulls Killer up with him. He gets behind Killer and grabs him around the waist. Killer reverses it into one of his own. Killer picks Collins up and elevates him over his head in a great German suplex. He releases it and gets to his feet once again. He gives a quick look to Dr. Suave still on the outside and picks Collins up. He whips him into the ropes and kicks him in the gut. He hits the opposite ropes and gives him a nasty scissor kick to the back of the head. Collins goes down hard and Killer mounts a turnbuckle to yell at the crowd. They give him a great pop and he turns his attention back to Collins. Killer turns him over and hits the opposite ropes and jumps on top of him in a big leg drop. He again hits the opposite ropes and measures him for an elbow drop that misses as Collins rolls out of the way.)
SSC: Collins may be coming back again.
JLB: We'll see how much reserve he has.
(Collins struggles to his feet and finally gets to a vertical base. Killer massages his elbow a bit and Collins walks over to pick him up by the hair. He whips him into the corner and gives him a big splash. He sits Killer up on the top turnbuckle and goes up there with him. Killer begins to fight back with fists to the gut of Collins. Collins falls backwards off the turnbuckle and Killer regains his balance. Collins begins to get to his feet and Killer leaps off with a flying forearm. Collins goes rolling to the mat and Killer makes a cover...)
SSC: He hooks the leg....1....2...thr...kick out!!!
JLB: Killer almost had it that time.
(Killer gets back up to his feet with a fire in his eyes. He grabs Collins by the hair and whips him into the corner. He then proceeds to stomp him viciously and repeatedly in a Benoitesque manner and Collins slides lower and lower in the corner. He goes totally horizontal and Killer goes to the crowd who pop major for his intensity. Killer grabs Collins out of the corner but Collins kicks him quick in the gut and hitches for a big suplex. He elevates him and drops him down with a big brainbuster. Collins goes to the crowd who pops again. Suddenly, Dr. Suave jumps up on the ring apron and the ref goes over to him.)
SSC: What is he doing??
JLB: I don't know, but look out for Brittany.
(With the ref distracted Brittany slides in behind Collins and delivers a GRECO-ROMAN LOW BLOW!!!!!!)
JLB: OHHHHHHH!!!!!!
(Dr. Suave sees this and jumps off the apron. Killer gets up groggily and staggers over to the fallen Collins. As Brittany rolls out of the ring, the ref turns to see Killer picking up Collins. Killer gives a sign to the crowd and they begin to go crazy. He elevates Killer into the air and.....)
JLB: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SSC: THAT WAS THE WRATH OF GOD FOLKS!!!!! KILLER MAKES THE COVER!!!! 1......2...................3!!!!!!!! IT'S OVER!!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMP!!!!!!!
(Meanwhile, in the ring, Killer is celebrating his win with Brittany and his brand new belt. Suddenly, from the entryway emreges a blur who slides in the ring and clobbers Killer. He turns to the camera and it's......JD FREEMAN!!! He picks up Killer and gives him a nasty inverted Russian leg sweep. Dr. Suave sees this and simply walks to the back. JD stays in the ring as about half the crowd cheers for him and the other half boos.)
SSC: What the hell is going on here? Are Dr. Suave and Killer working together against the Autumn Guard? The Autumn Guard Dr. Suave helped to create? This is crazy!
JLB: Only on Shawcade, I tell ya. I guess we'll have to get the answers next EoA or SNM because folks we are completely out of time.
SSC: That's right folks, so for Matt Hammer and James L. Bullock, this is Stylin' Steve Chen signing off for tonight on this night full of power and intensity. Good night folks.
(Camera fades to SEWF logo and to black.)
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