Dark Horizon 30Sept01
Introduction: As the sun rises in the East a figure can be seen. He walks tall and with a purpose. That purpose to bring the GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 Federation to its knees. Up until now that man has been successful; crushing any and all that oppose his iron will.
(John Profit dressed in a grey suit walks into the scene with a rising sun behind him in the distance. He is smoking a cigar and sporting a sly smile.) But there have been those who have chosen to stand against the power of this man.
(Images of Fubu, T-Rex, Firefly, and Magic flash across the screen, followed by more images of Risky Gold, the Haires, and the Firing Squad)
Will these men have the ability to face the insurmountable odds placed before them? Can they look into the distance and not be blinded by the Dark Horizon rising before them?
(Introduction ends)
Fireworks explode into the air as the camera scans the capacity packed crowd of the arena. A huge British flag, the Union Jack, is be waved by several fans. A host of banners and signs are flashed. One sign reads, “NYC, We Feel Your Pain”. Another states, “Welcome home all your British wrestlers!”
Fortune: Welcome wrestling world to the Manchester Evening News Arena in Manchester, England for the second ever pay-per-view in GZW history and a first for this great arena and country! I am the play-by-play announcer, Kandi Fortune! By my side is…
Hunt: The Abominable Hoe-man, the Thriller in Manilla, the Magic, Don Juan! Cause oh yes, I’ve got hoes in different area codes!
Fortune: …color commentator, Alexander Hunt! This pay-per-view has been dubbed properly as a dark horizon has been rising ever since John Profit has come into the GZW world!
Hunt: Not to complain, even though I am, could we not have you do your longwinded introductions and get right into this kick ass pay-per-view?
Fortune: (hurt) I guess so.
---Backstage---
Lez is walking backstage as Tate Troublesome is as well. He notices Lez does not acknowledge his presence and grabs her by her arm. Lez, always ready for a fight, gets into a ready stance.
Tate: Calm down, little lady. I’m not here to do you any harm. I was just curious as why you just walked past me without sayin’ hello or anythin’?
Lez: You know why, you bastard!!
Tate: You must be referrin’ to your boyfriend Sho? Well, this doesn’t concern my friend or his mother. This is strictly business. You should know all about that, Mooncat. I mean, from what I heard you weren’t just in Hong Kong two months ago for nothin’.
Tate cracks an evil grin as Lez pulls a sober face.
Tate: Don’t worry about it, Celestia. Your secret is safe with me. I guess we all are tryin’ to protect Sho.
Tate continues walking down the hall leaving Lez standing mouth wide open. Halfway down the hall he stops and turns toward Lez.
Tate: Oh, Lez. The GZW isn’t payin’ you to be a pretty face in Sho’s promos. So if you’re not goin’ to honor your contract as a valet, get your ass to that ring now. I have a match for you.
Tate turns back around and disappears down the hall.
---Celestia “Mooncat” L’yark vs. The Happy Sumo----
Fortune: Tate Troublesome just ordered Lez to come to the ring! She has been seeking the chance to wrestle so Tate is going to have her fight!
Hunt: A broad eh? The more T & A, the better!
"I’m A Slave For You" by Britney Spears hits the speakers and out comes the Happy Sumo, and the crowd isn't happy about it too much.
Fortune: This is a joke right? Lez is a qualified wrestler! She earned her stripes in the HKWF years ago!
Hunt: Come on! Happy Sumo is a World Champion buffet eater!
Then Lez enters the arena to the tune of “The Private Psychadelic Reel” by The Chemical Brothers, the crowd in the M.E.N Arena waiting to see this sham of a match.
Hunt: I hear there are rumors about Lez and Kool!
Fortune: Alex, that is no one's business but their own!
Hunt: Hey, I'm not hatin'! I can dig it, but can Firefly!
Sumo charges at Lez but runs out of breath half way across the ring. Then he gets met by a boot from Lez.
Fortune: Big boot from Lez!
Lez drops to her knees and begins to choke on The Happy Sumo and Referee Sonny Bright begins to count. Lez looks like she's bored.
Lez goes to the out side as Sumo gets up she springboards off the top rope and hits a launching DDT (spring board off the ropes into an inverted DDT)
Fortune: Great Stephon Elijah! What a move by The Mooncat!
Lez goes for the cover. 1...2…3
Fortune: This one is over quickly! Lez with an impressive win tonight in her first match in the GZW!
Hunt: It’s over already! I didn’t even get to crack any jokes about Lez or Happy Sumo!
Running down the rampway, dressed in nothing but black as usual, is the Mystery Woman with Lez’s chair that she received as a gift from Firefly in her hand. She slides into the ring, unbeknowing to Lez, and cracks the chair over her head.
Fortune: The Mystery Woman strikes again!
Hunt: With Lez’s own chair!
The crowd let’s out a huge cheer as barreling down the rampway is Firefly and “Kool Hand” Luke LaVerne. The two men slide into the ring as the Mystery Woman slides out the ring, leaving Lez’s chair, and hightails it through the crowd.
Fortune: Alex, do you think Tate setup Lez knowing that the Mystery Woman would attack her?
Hunt: How could you say something so horrible about the Director of Wrestling Affairs? I can’t believe you could even think of something like that, Kandi!
---Announce table---
Fortune: Firefly and Kool have helped Lez backstage as we are going to the first official match on the Dark Horizon program! The privilege of announcing the first match will go to our own colleagues from Thursday Travesty, Will and Dean “MT1” Fisher!
Hunt: Hey Will, if I don’t get my money from that Scrabble game we played last week, I’m going to have to contract John Taylor to get it!
Fortune: Take it away, Will and Dean!
---Eclipse vs. Gideon---
Will: our first match of the night wiww be between “the far east beast” Gideon and Ecwipse who is formerwy known as Shadow
Dean: damn! why do I always get stuck commentating on these pathetic matches?, I hate this goody goody character Gideon, n Eclipse is just boring!
(Eclipses music begins to play on the PA system, and Eclipse comes out on the top of the rampway to a mixed reaction from the crowd)
Will: the fans don’t seem to be too sure whether to cheer or not, now he has changed his name, I think they wiked Shadow, as he was a friend of Magic’s
Dean: boooooo, you see he hung around with Magic and thats an even better reason to boo him booooooo
(Gideons music begins to play on the PA system, the fans again have a pretty much mixed reaction to Gideon)
Will: the fans don’t seem to sure about this new-comer, but I’m prwetty sure if he continues the way he has been going wately the the fans wiww soon be wight behind him, I know I wike his attitude and that, and wish him wuck in his future!
Dean: Will, are you going all soppy on me about Gideon?, bah typical for me to get stuck with homo commentators!, anyway, Gideons attitude stinks, he hasn’t even bad mouthed anybody yet to my memory, if you want to get ahead in life then you’re better off letting the opposition that you are better than they are....... but then again he isn’t better than many of our wrestlers!!!!! hahahaha
(Gideon, and Eclipse begin to circle each other in the ring, they are staring at each other but they continue to circle each other)
Dean: come on, get some action going our ratings will be going down, if the match is as boring as it looks like its going to be!
Will: quit making assumptions Dean, and give the guys a bweak and a chance to pwove that they can do it!
Dean: the only thing keeping the ratings up is that they have me commentating!
(Eclipse and Gideon tie up, and Gideon forces Eclipse into the turnbuckle, and lays in a couple of knife edge chops in on him, the fans shout “WOOOOOOOOO”)
Will: the match has finawwy started!
Dean: slowly, and boringly though!
(Gideon whips Eclipse across the ring, ad then follows up looking for a big splash, but Eclipse arches over Gideon, and Gideon goes crashing into the turnbuckle, and Eclipse rolls him up in a small Package for the cover)
ONE...........
Dean: yes let this match be over with quickly........please!
TWO..........
Will: surewy not this earwy on in the match!
(Kickout)
Will: no Gideon kicks out with vewocity there!
Dean: dang!
(Eclipse is quickly back on to Gideon, and he lays in a few mounted punches)
Dean: the first sensible thing I have seen him do since his stay in GZW! he is quickly back on this “Beast”, not letting him have a breather!
Will: Ecwipse is not stupid though, no matter how much Dean trys to make out he is, and evewy other face wrestwers!
Dean: how dare you!
(Gideon pushes Eclipse off him, and Eclipse falls arse first to the mat, and both Eclipse, and Gideon get to there feet simultaneously)
Will: both men waring to go!
Dean: Yea I’m raring to leave this commentary table too, after watching a boring match like this I could do with a pillow!
(Eclipse goes to the ropes, and come back at Gideon with a clothesline that Gideon ducks, and Gideon comes off the next set of ropes back at Gideon, and Gideon knocks him down with a big boot, before making the cover)
ONE........
Dean: whats the point in making the cover now, why not just stay on top and punish him some more?, thats what I would do!
TWO........
Will: you never know which cover wiww win the match!
(Kickout)
Dean: maybe but I knew that one wasn’t going to win the match!
(Gideon is quickly to his feet, and pulls up Eclipse, and whips him into the ropes, Eclipse bounces off the ropes, and back into Gideon, who lands a tilt-a-whirl back breaker on Eclipse, and makes the cover)
ONE............
Will: Gideon, with a second cover!
TWO........
Dean: damn right, the chicken is looking for a quick way out of this match!
TH......
(Kickout)
Will: no Ecwipse manages to woww his shouwder up there!
Dean: as much as Gideon, is a chicken, I wish he had won it there! I just want to go backstage and recover from this snorfest!
(Gideon is again quickly to his feet again, and yet again drags Eclipse to his feet, Gideon whips Eclipse into the turnbuckle, and follows him in and hits a spear)
Will: what Impact there,
Dean: yes, nice Impact!, but Eclipse is still in the thing, no matter how many times Gideon trys to finish him off, he is still in the damn thing! he just won’t stay down!
(Gideon then whips Eclipse into the far turnbuckle, and again follows him up but this time lands a big splash, Eclipse stumbles out of the turnbuckle, a little bit, and Gideon kicks him in his mid-section, and take him down with a DDT, and into a cover)
Dean: that maybe all she wrote....... hopefully!
ONE.........
Will: may very well be
TWO.........
Dean: come on come on, let me go from this nightmare of a match!
THR.........
(rolls his shoulder up)
Will: WOW, Ecwipse showing just how resiwiant, he is, and he wont stay down!
Dean: damn! again that damn Eclipse continues my nightmare, Why doesn’t he just give up?
(Gideon, looks a little frustrated, that he didn’t get the cover but he still get up fairly quickly to his feet, and then goes to grab, Eclipse to pull him up, but Eclipse rolls him up into a small package)
ONE.........
Dean: he’s just caught Gideon off guard there!, lets hope its successful!
TWO..........
Will: cwever idea by Ecwipse there!
THR......
(KICKOUT)
Dean: noooooooo, that was o so close from catching Gideon off guard there!
Will: he was no more than an inch from winning it there!
(Gideon sits up, and looks to be in sock a little bit, Eclipse just lays there on the apron)
Dean: looks like the unfit Eclipse needs a breather now!
Will: you would be too if you where on the opposite side to Gideon punishment!
Dean: I would never be! he would be the one feeling the effects of the “Multi-talented One” Deano Fisher!
Will: in your dreams!
(Gideon makes his way to the top rope, and he dives off it looking to land a diving head-butt on Eclipse, but Eclipse rolls out of the way, and Gideon goes crashing into the mat, Eclipse rolls back onto Gideon and the referee makes the cover)
ONE.........
Dean: another scabby count by the scabby Eclipse!
TWO..........
Will: it would have been all over if Gideon landed that maneuver!, but Eclipse could end it now, that Gideon has missed!
THREE........
(Kickout)
Will: no Gideon has kicked out at the very last mini second!
Dean: no no no no no! I don’t believe it!
Will: Gideon almost paid for that high risk manuever!
(both men now lay on the mat, and the referee begins to county both men down)
ONE............
Will: after all the effort surely the match wont end like this!
TWO...........
Dean: I don’t care how it ends, I just want it to end as soon as possible!
THREE.........
Will: neither man has even moved to try and get to there feet yet!
FOUR...........
Dean: come on hurry up with this ten count!
FIVE...........
Will: eclipse is begin to stir now!
SIX..........
Dean: I’m surprised this referee can even count to ten! so I don’t know why he is trying!
SEVEN........
Will: Eclipse is up to one knee now, and Gideon beginning to stir now!
EIGHT:
Dean: quickly two more come on!
NINE....
Will: there both up to one knee now!
TE.......
Dean: god damn there both up simultaneously! no no no no no! I don’t bloody believe ths!
Will: this match I turning out to be one tough contest!, both men showing resiliancy to stay in this match, but there can only be one winner!
(Gideon throws a right hook at Eclipse, but Eclipse blocks it, and headbutts Gideon, and Gideon stumbles backwards)
Will: Gideon wooking to be going for a knockout blow, but he can’t get his punch through!
(Gideon, throws an even powerfuller Left hook, and is again blocked by Eclipse, and Eclipse headbutts Gideon back again)
Dean: does he never learn his lesson this bloody fool?
(Gideon yet again throws a right hook at Eclipse that is blocked by Eclipse, and Eclipse throws a right hook of his own that Gideon ducks, and counters into Tazmission sleeper hold, and then into a sit down powerbomb (one and only-Billy Gunn’s old finisher), into a cover)
ONE..........
Dean: come on, that has got to be all
TWO........
Will: surewy Ecwipse can’t be wesiwiant enough to kick out of this?
THREE..........
Dean: yes the match is over!
DING DING DING
Will: our winner is Gideon!
Dean: woooooo hoooooooooo its finished!
Will: after a hard fought match Gideon has his first victory under his belt now, maybe he can now go onto greater things!
Dean: hopefully not! he’s so damn boring!
---The Zero-tron---
[The Big Screen lights up. The scene cuts to the Arena car park. We see two figures silouetted, they are stood next to a sports car. It is too dark to make out the figures but they are both smoking Cuban cigars as the air around them is grey and thick. The camera slowly moves into listening range. We here the voices speak, they are both English.]
Man 1 - I am putting my arse on the line for you here.
Man 2 - I can't do this without help anymore, we are talking about HKWF here, not some poxy little indy fed out back in Alabama. I need your help and we do have a history so who better to ask than the main man on the inside.
Man 1 - You left me to go onto bigger and better things with him and now you want my help to take him on.
Man 2 - Look i gave you the best 4 years of your life in this business, now i need your help, i need the twins.
Man 1 - Look i will speak to them but they are on a good thing at the minute, but they do hold you up as there icon......Jack.
[Union Jack steps out of the shadow and into the sports car, which we now know to be the Jag.]
UJ - Phone me with there answer.
[The mystery man fades away into the darkness, as UJ reverses his car and drives into the wrestlers parking area on the roof.]
---Last Man Standing Match: “Wrestling Franchise” Monarch vs. “Entertainment Franchise” Nathaniel Davis---
Fortune: It's time, Alex, for the standard of GZW action, the Last Man Standing match! The goal is to render your opponent unable to get up after the ref's ten count! This match has been highly anticipated by fans around the world!
Hunt: Damn right it has! Nathaniel Davis, everyone's precious " Entertainment Franchise" goes up against the ever dangerous HKWF Heavyweight Champion, ”The Wrestling Franchise” Monarch, who is looking to make a name for himself at the expense of the “CareerMaker”. Beware Davis, Monarch is one bad man!
Monarch is introduced first to the capacity crowd at the M.E.N. Arena. The fans boo him as he slowly makes his way to the ring to the tune of “SuperBeast” by Rob Zombie. A fan's sign reads, "There can only be one Franchise!"
"Bad To The Bone" pumps on the arena speakers as Nathaniel Davis comes out. With a kendo stick in hand, the Entertainment Franchise walks down the rampway to a chorus of cheers. Davis hops up onto the apron, glaring at his opponent before stepping into the ring.
Fortune: If any past Last Man Standing matches are any indication, we are in for one hell of a match!
Hunt: Get the EMTs ready too!
The two men are in the ring face to face. Monarch with several right hands, Davis with right hands of his own. Monarch with a knee to the midsection to gain the upper hand. Irish whip by Monarch. Davis bounces off the ropes and drops Monarch with a shoulderblock. With Monarch down, Davis runs and bounces off the ropes for momentum. Monarch gets up and drops back down as Davis hops over. Davis bounces off the far ropes. Monarch with a hiptoss takes his opponent off his feet, but Davis flips and lands on his feet. Both men turn around to face each other. Davis spins and knocks down Monarch with a clothesline.
Fortune: Down goes Monarch!
Davis lifts Monarch up and shoves him to the corner. The Entertainment Franchise beats down on Monarch in the corner with forearms shots to the head. Davis with an Irish whip out of the corner, but a reversal by Monarch, sending Davis diagonally across the ring to the opposite corner. But instead of hitting the turnbuckle, Davis with a baseball slide to the corner, pops back up to his feet and turns around to face Monarch. Davis charges at his opponent with a clothesline. But Monarch ducks it, gets behind Davis, hooks him in a full nelson and drops Davis on the back of his head with a dragon suplex.
Hunt: Wicked move by Monarch! Monarch slowly lifts Davis up to his feet. Monarch chokes Davis on the top rope, the coarse ring rope against his throat. Monarch then pulls the rope back and Davis falls back to the mat clutching his throat. As Nathaniel lays in the ring trying to catch his breath, Monarch goes out to the floor and tosses several chairs into the ring.
Fortune: Uh oh!
Hunt: The fun is about to begin!
Monarch slides back into the ring and places a chair on the mat. Monarch lifts Davis up and slams him down on the chair with a scoop slam. With his opponent down, Monarch takes another chair. Monarch opens the chair and places it near Davis on the mat. Monarch then takes another steel chair. He bounces off the ropes, hops off of the open chair, leaps at Davis with a legdrop, but before he lands, he places the chair under his leg, slamming the chair into Davis' face with an Arabian legdrop.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Monarch with a springing Arabian Facebuster onto the face of Davis! Simply brutal!
Hunt: The brutality has just started!
Monarch lifts Davis back up to his feet. Monarch adjusts the position of the open chair. Monarch with an Irish whip, reversed by Davis. The CareerMaker lifts Monarch up coming off the ropes, falls backwards, dropping his's face on the chair with a pancake drop.
Fortune: Dang! The impact!
Davis gets up to his feet as Monarch lays on the mat holding his face. Davis grabs a chair and pounds it on the ground like a batter awaiting the pitch. Monarch gets up slowly to his feet...
Fortune: Bam! Wicked chairshot from the Entertainment Franchise! Monarch slowly gets up again and Davis drops him down with another chairshot. With Monarch down, Davis goes to the floor, looks under the ring...
Fortune: He's found a table! Davis shoves the table in the ring and gets back in. He sets the table up in the ring and places Monarch on it. With Monarch on the table, Davis goes up to the top turnbuckle.
Fortune: Davis may look to nail a Lo Down frogsplash! But Monarch gets up off the table and goes up to the top turnbuckle where Davis is. Monarch with several punches stuns Davis. Monarch then hooks Davis and then tosses him off the top turnbuckle with a t-bone suplex off the top and through the table.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! As Davis lays in pain on the mat with shards of broken table around him, Monarch goes to the floor.
Fortune: What is he getting now?
Hunt: Steel steps!
Monarch tosses a set of steel steps into the ring. Monarch slides back in under the bottom rope. Monarch lifts Davis up to his feet.
Fortune: Monarch with a booming shot to the head with those steel steps! Davis tries to get up to his hands and knees, but Monarch hammers him back down with the steel steps to the back. Monarch then places the steps on the mat. Monarch lifts up Davis to his feet as the fans boo. Monarch hooks both of Davis’arms like in a "pedigree position", lifts him up in the air and slams him onto the steps with a tiger driver.
Fortune: Ohmigosh!
With Davis laying on the steel steps in pain, Monarch grabs a chair and just slams it down on Davis, each shot harder and more vicious than the last.
Hunt: Monarch is showing why many fear him in HKWF!
With Davis seemingly motionless on the steps, Monarch gets up on the middle turnbuckle with the chair still in hand. Monarch looks to the booing crowd and sneers at them. Monarch then flies off the turnbuckle going for a flying chair shot, but Davis gets a boot up, kicking the chair into Monarch's face.
Fortune: Monarch gets a face full of steel!
Davis gets off the steel steps as the fans cheer. Monarch gets up as well, his face bleeding profusely. Davis moves in and fires off right hands to the head of his opponent. Irish whip by the CareerMaker. Davis catches Monarch coming off the ropes and drops him on his "lower region" with an inverted atomic drop, stunning Monarch. Davis then grabs Monarch by the waist and tosses him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Monarch gets up slowly near the ropes. Davis charges at him and clotheslines him, sending the Wrestling Franchise over the top rope and out of the ring.
Fortune: Out goes Monarch!
As Monarch slowly gets up on the floor, Davis climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off the turnbuckle and levels Monarch on the floor with a diving clothesline.
Fortune: Davis takes flight out of the ring and wipes out Monarch with a Headliner!
Davis gets up to his feet as the fans rise to their feet as well. He lifts Monarch up to his feet and beats him around at ringside, slamming his face into guardrails and ring posts. Davis then goes to whip Monarch at ringside, but Monarch reverses, sending Davis right into the steel ring post.
Fortune: Nathaniel Davis' shoulder collides with the ring post!
As Davis is clutching his shoulder, Monarch pulls back some of the padding on the floor, exposing the concrete.
Fortune: Uh oh...the concrete is exposed!
Hunt: And he won't just play hopscotch on the concrete either!
Monarch grabs Davis by the head and pulls him toward the exposed concrete. Monarch hooks Davis’ waist, lifts him up in the air and then powerbombs Davis onto the exposed concrete.
Fortune: Great Stephon Elijah! He may have broken Davis into three pieces! Davis lays on the concrete, possibly down for good. Monarch grabs a camera from a nearby cameraman and climbs up to the apron with it.
Fortune: What is he doing now?
Hunt: Maybe Monarch wants to give us a unique camera angle!
With Davis down on the concrete floor, Monarch measures up the fallen Davis, leaps off with the camera under his arm, and comes crashing down with the camera to the chest of Davis.
Fortune: Monarch comes flying off the apron and smashes the camera down on Davis!
Hunt: Oochie wally!
The fans are on their feet as the giant Zero-tron shows the camera angle from the camera used by Monarch. Monarch like a shark smelling blood, grabs a nearby television cable and chokes Davis with it.
Fortune: Monarch is choking the very life out of Davis!
Hunt: This is more than entertaining, this is real wrestling!
Davis gets on his hands and knees, trying to get up to his feet as Monarch is behind him with the cable around his neck. Davis crawls toward the announcer table, grabs a glass pitcher of water, turns and smashes it in the face of Monarch.
Fortune: Ohmigosh!
Hunt: No! There goes my water!
The fans gasp and erupt at the same time as the glass pitcher shatters on the head of Monarch. Davis lifts Monarch up to his feet. Blood streams down the face of Monarch, pieces of glass in his face. Davis gets behind his opponent, lifts Monarch up with a belly to back and falls backwards, dropping the back of Monarch's head onto the edge of nearby steel steps.
Fortune: Monarch's head just got dropped on the steps! He may have a concussion if he isn't knocked out!
The fans are on their feet in anticipation as to what will come next from these two men. Davis drags a bloody and beaten Monarch toward the Pig Latin announcing table.
Fortune: Look! Davis is dragging Monarch towards Ony-tay Chiavonne-say and Ark-may Adden-may!
Hunt: O-nay hit-say, Andi-kay!
Davis places Monarch in a slumped over position with his head on the Pig Latin table. Davis tells the Pig Latin announcers to get out of the way. Davis goes over the rail and into the front row, the security guards trying to keep the mob of fans away from the action. Davis leaps onto the guardrail, jumps off and stomps the back of Monarch's head, driving him face first through the table.
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA!!!
Ony-tay Chivanonne-say: Ever-nay n-iay y-may ears-yay f-oay roadcasting-bay his-tay reat-gay port-say ave-hay Iay ver-eay een-say nything-aay ike-lay his-tay!
Ark-may Adden-may: Ow-way! Ook-lay t-a e-may! Iay m-ay n-ay lubbering-bay diot-iay!
The fans erupt after the amazing spot. Referee Donald Fey administers the ten count on Monarch as Davis goes to his corner and grabs the kendo stick. Ref Fey’s count is at eight...
Fortune: Ohmigosh! Monarch is pulling himself up somehow! Remarkable! Hunt: I know that Monarch is great, but even I'm impressed!
Davis stands by ready with his kendo stick as Monarch gets up to his feet. Davis swings his weapon, but Monarch ducks it. The momentum of the swing turns Davis around, his back to Monarch. Davis turns around. Monarch kicks Davis in the midsection and then quickly drops him with a DDT.
Fortune: Amazing! Monarch pulled that DDT out of nowhere!
Both men, battered and weary, get up to their feet. Monarch grabs the ring bell and a steel chair. Monarch tosses the bell to Davis. Right as Davis catches the bell, Monarch swings the chair and smacks the bell right into Davis’ face with the chair. The loud echoing sound of steel on steel rings throughout the arena.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! I've never seen anything like that!
Hunt: The GZW, the leader of innovation, baby!
With Davis busted open, Monarch grabs the nearby steel ring steps and places them on the floor, then places Davis onto the steps. A steel chair is then placed on the chest of Davis.
Fortune: What is this? What's Monarch planning to do here?
Monarch rolls back into the ring as the fans boo. Davis lays on the steel steps on the floor with a chair on his chest. Monarch hops onto the top rope, springboards off and comes down on the chair with a double stomp.
Fortune: For the love of LaToi Mershay! Monarch with the double stomp comes crashing down on Davis as he is sandwiched between a steel chair and the ring steps! Davis may have busted organs in his body!
Hunt: This may be the last of the Entertainment Franchise!
Monarch, with victory seemingly in hand, gets back in the ring holding Davis’ kendo stick. Ref Fey starts the ten count as Davis is still laying on the steps on the floor, clutching his ribs.
5...6...
Fortune: Is this the last we will see of Nathaniel Davis?!?
Hunt: Let's hope so!
Monarch stands in the ring flexing and posing.
7...8...
Fortune: Wait! It's not over yet!
Somehow, Davis rolls off the steel steps and pulls himself up using the ring apron. Monarch cannot believe it. The fans erupt as Davis pulls himself up and slides into the ring. Monarch moves in and stomps on Davis. Davis crawls on his hands and knees. Monarch, using Davis’ own kendo stick, canes the holy hell out of the CareerMaker, beating him like a dog.
Fortune: Monarch is really beating on Davis!
Hunt: He's sending a message here tonight! There's a new Franchise in the GZW!
Davis, determined not to go down, gets up to his feet. Monarch steps back and then with a mighty two-handed swing cracks the kendo stick over the head of Davis. Davis drops to the mat in a bloody heap.
Fortune: The Entertainment Franchise is down! This may be the darkest moment in the history of the GZW!
Ref Fey counts as Davis lays motionless on the mat. The fans chant, cheer, stomp their feet, anything to rally Nathaniel Davis to get back up.
Hunt: Save it, you idiots! Your precious Entertainment Franchise is done! Say hello to the new GZW Wrestling Franchise, Monarch!
Ref Fey counts to eight.
Fortune: Nathaniel Davis is up again!
Hunt: Damn idiot doesn't know when to quit!
As Davis pulls himself up using the ropes, Monarch quickly moves in and kicks at the rising Davis. Irish whip by Monarch. Davis bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Monarch. Davis bounces off the far ropes and nails Monarch with a flying forearm smash (like Booker T, not Jericho's).
Fortune: The fans erupt as Davis is not done yet!
Davis lifts Monarch up to his feet as the fans are roaring. Irish whip by Davis. Reversal by Monarch. Monarch goes to scoop up Davis coming off the ropes, but Davis floats over and lands behind Monarch. Davis hooks Monarch's head from behind in a reverse DDT position, lifts him up in the air and holds him there as if in a delayed suplex. Then Davis falls back dropping Monarch in a diamond cutter.
Fortune: Brilliant move by Davis!
Hunt: No!
As Monarch is down on the mat, Davis goes out to the floor. He looks under the ring and pulls out a table.
Fortune: Not another table!
Davis sets up the table in the ring near the corner. He then places the steel steps that were in the ring earlier in the match under the table.
Fortune: Whatever is coming up, it won't be pretty!
Hunt: Kind of like your momma!
Davis goes to lift Monarch up to his feet, but Monarch with a lowblow to regain the advantage. Monarch then quickly capitalizes by clotheslining the stunned Davis.
Fortune: The action has been back and forth. Who's going to pull out the win here tonight?
With the table already set up with steel steps underneath, Monarch drags his opponent to the turnbuckle and then sits Davis up on the turnbuckle.
Fortune: Oh no! Don't tell me!
Hunt: Monarch is going to superplex Davis through the table onto the steel steps!
Both men are up on the top turnbuckle as Monarch hooks Davis’ head, ready for a superplex. But Davis fights back with punches to the midsection and then to the head. Davis grabs Monarch by the waist and then turns Monarch upside down...
Fortune: Ohmigosh!
With Monarch held upside down, Davis leaps off the turnbuckle with a sitdown tombstone that sends Monarch's head through the table and down onto the steel steps underneath.
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA!!!! No one has done that before! I cannot believe what we are seeing here tonight!
Morris: (speechless)
The fans erupt in cheers and break out in a deafening GZW chant.
Fortune: Both men are down! Monarch went crashing through the table and down onto the steel steps, but Davis also may have hurt himself badly on that move. Alex, have you ever seen anything like this?
Hunt: No way...I am stunned and truly at a lost for words!
Angle: I guess we have several firsts here tonight!
Ref Fey checks on both men. Somehow, some way, Davis gets up. Also moving is Monarch.
Fortune: How can Monarch possibly get back up? This is absolutely amazing!
Monarch is up on his hands and knees. Davis moves in and lifts Monarch up. Both men, their faces bloodied, struggle to stand, let alone fight. But fight on they do. The two men trade punches. Davis gets the better of the exchange. Irish whip by Davis. Monarch comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline. Davis turns around. Monarch scoops up Davis and drops him on his head with the...
Fortune: Imperial Impalement! (Emerald Fusion, kind of like a really high impact Snowplow) Davis is down!
As Davis lays on the mat, Monarch goes out to the ring. Monarch grabs a table from under the ring and sets it up near ringside near the aisle.
Hunt: Who keeps putting those tables under the ring?
Monarch gets back in the ring and lifts Davis up to his feet. Monarch drags Davis out to the apron near the table. Both men stand precariously on the apron with the table below. Monarch bends Davis at the waist and sets him up for a powerbomb.
Fortune: No! Don't tell me he's going to powerbomb him through the table on the floor!
Hunt: As if anything else we see tonight will surprise me!
Davis fights back with right hands to avoid the powerbomb. The fans cheer wildly as Davis fires off right hands to the head, both men on the apron. Davis then kicks Monarch in the gut, hooks his head and drops back with a DDT off the apron through the table down to the floor.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea!
The fans are on their feet once again as both men lay on the arena floor, pieces of broken table around them. Ref Fey counts as both men are motionless.
Fortune: Is this it?
4...5...
Hunt: Come on, Monarch! Get up!
6...
Fortune: What a match it has been! If both men are counted out now, nothing can be taken away from either man. Both gave it their all!
7...8...
Fortune: Wait! Both men are sitting up! Can you believe it?!?
The capacity crowd at the M.E.N. Arena is on their feet as the Entertainment Franchise and the Wrestling Franchise get up slowly.
Fortune: I don't know how much either man has left to give, but they're both going on fumes now!
Both men, bloodied and bruised with fatigue having set in a long time ago, move toward each other. Davis with right hands to head drives Monarch back and up the rampway. Davis with stiff punches sends Monarch up the ramp. Monarch turns his back away from Davis and grabs a nearby cameraman by the shirt. Monarch tosses the cameraman at Davis, the camera smashing into his face.
Fortune: Monarch using the cameraman as a weapon! The camera caught Davis right in the face!
Hunt: Got to love the innovation!
With Davis down after the camera to the face, Monarch lifts up Davis and drags him up onto the stage. The Wrestling Franchise rains down right hands to the head of Davis. Monarch then looks to the capacity crowd and signals for the...
Fortune: Monarch is calling for the Blazing Crown (burning hammer, reverse DVD)! And I think he's going to do it off the stage!
Monarch drags Davis toward the edge of the stage as the fans are in nervous anticipition. Monarch lifts Davis up onto his shoulders in a torture rack position, ready for the Blazing Crown.
Fortune: Ohmigosh, if he hits this!
Hunt: Goodbye, Nathaniel Davis!
Monarch is near the edge of the stage with Davis on his shoulders. But Davis slips off and lands behind Monarch. A stunned Monarch turns around to face his opponent. Davis kicks Monarch in the stomach to stun him and bend him over at the waist. Davis hooks his waist and lifts Monarch up over his right shoulder.
Fortune: What is Davis doing here?
The CareerMaker, with Monarch over his right shoulder, runs toward the edge of the stage...
Fortune: GREAT STEPHON ELIJAH! Davis with a running diving dominator off the stage! Both men go crashing down through tables and onto the hard arena floor below!
Hunt: This is fucking insane!
Both men are laying motionless as the fans are on their feet. The stunned ref goes to check both men. He starts his ten count.
Fortune: I don't see how anyone can get up after that! Monarch got slammed face first off the stage to the floor! Davis may have been on the giving end of that move, but that was quite a fall!
The crowd is buzzing as Ref Fey continues his count.
5...6...
Fortune: Both men are still down!
7...8...
Fortune: Wait a minute! Nathaniel Davis is sitting up! He's almost up to his feet!
9...
Fortune: Davis is up! He's standing!
Hunt: I can see that!
Fortune: Ten! Nathaniel Davis is up! The Entertainment Franchise wins the Last Man Standing match here at Dark Horizon! Listen to all these fans!
After Davis has his hand raised, he drops back down to a seated position on the floor. Forever comes rushing out from the backstage area to hug her brother.
Fortune: Davis has won this gruelling match! But take nothing away from Monarch! Both men gave it absolutely everything they had and then some! There is that saying in sports about giving 100 and ten percent. Boy did Davis and Monarch both do that here tonight!
The fans are on their feet showing respect to both men, giving Monarch and Davis a standing ovation.
Hunt: Monarch may not have won the match, but I can guarantee that he definitely made a name for himself here tonight in the GZW!
---Television Championship: First of Three Matches: Fubu vs. Manic Depression ---
Fortune: Up next the Television Champion, Fubu, is going to face off in the first of three matches tonight as he takes on Manic Depression!
Hunt: Seems now that Mr.Profit and Tate Troublesome are on the same page, many of the low card wrestlers are starting to get a push! It has been a long while since we saw Manic Depression in action!
"Denial" by Sevendust hits and Manic walks to the ring. He makes his way down to ringside of the spectacular lights and sound display he slides under the ropes to get inside. He then climbs all four corners and pumps up the crowd by punching his fists away from his body. Once he removes his shirt he wipes the sweat off of his face and torso and tosses it into the fans.
Hunt: Lets see if this guy has what it takes to beat that loser, Fubu!
Fortune: I wouldn't keep calling him that, Alex! He is after all going to try to defend his title three times tonight!
Hunt: He sure will, but he's going to get tired eventually. One man can only wrestle so much in one night!
The arena goes silent. Then a barrage of pyros in the colors of orange, blue, and red go off. The fans jump to their feet and begin to cheer as "Rap Superstar" slowly starts up and from the back emerges Fubu, Television tile belt around his waist. He raises his hands high and the fans explode. Fubu runs down to the ring, slapping hands with fans, then he rolls into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, soaking in the cheers.
Fortune: “The GiantKiller” getting much fan support here in Manchester!
Hunt: They don't pay me enough to cheer for him!
Fubu waits in the center of the ring for Manic to make the first move. Manic circles Fubu faking lunges at the Champ. Manic fakes a lunge and Fubu jumps to the left. Manic quickly gets a head of steam built up and spears Fubu to the mat. Manic then unleashes a flurry of punches upon Fubu's face before Referee Paulie Newman pulls him off. Manic quickly goes for the pin on Fubu.
1...2…
Fortune: Kickout!
Manic punches Fubu in the face a few more times, but the Champ makes it to the ropes for a little breather while Ref Newman forces the challenger back.
Hunt: Look at that! He's a coward!
Fubu pulls himself to his feet just as Manic charges at him. Fubu ducks and is able to flip Manic over the top rope to the floor outside the ring. As Manic stands, Fubu goes into the ropes and executes a baseball slide dropkick onto Manic through the ropes out to the floor. Manic gets rammed into the barricade and lies on the floor, motionless for a bit. Fubu pulls Manic to his feet and rams him, shoulder first, into the ring post. Manic stumbles around for a second before Fubu grabs him and rolls him back into the ring. Fubu then hops onto the apron and waits for Manic to stand up. When he does, Fubu pulls back and slingshots himself into the ring with a big shoulder block on Manic. Fubu lands on his feet and drops a leg on the throat of Manic before going for the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: Kickout! Excellent showing of guts by Manic Depression! Fubu climbs to the second rope and flies at Manic for a double axe handle, but Manic sees it coming and nails Fubu with a huge lariat just as Fubu lands.
Hunt: Now THAT’S what I call a clothesline!
Manic goes for the pin on Fubu.
1...2...
Fortune: No! Barely a kickout by Fubu!
Fubu's eyes look slightly glazed over as Manic drags him to his feet and punches him in the face. Fubu staggers back into a corner where Manic rams his shoulder into Fubu's midsection over and over. Manic then pushes Fubu to the mat and goes for the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: No!
Hunt: I smell upset!
Manic gets to his feet and his frustration shows as he stomps away on Fubu. He pulls Fubu to his feet and gets him onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry. Manic seems about ready to goes for a DVD when Fubu slides out of his grip and school boys Manic to the mat.
1...2...
Fortune: Good countermove by the Television Champ!
Both men are to their feet once more and Fubu goes for a clothesline but Manic ducks it and swings at Fubu with his own clothesline. Fubu ducks it, kicks Manic in the stomach, and gives him a very quick DDT. Both Fubu and Manic lay almost unconscious on the mat, but Fubu just has his arm draped over Manic. Ref Newman with the count!
1...2...
Fortune: Three! Fubu wins his first match at Dark Horizon!
Hunt: There goes Manic Depression’s chances for another shot at that title! He's going to have to head to the back of the line now. See you in midcard hell, Depressed-boy!
Fubu raises his TV title in the air as the fans cheer as he heads back up the rampway.
Fortune: That's one down tonight! Hopefully for his sake he can be as successful in the remaining two!
Hunt: That remains to be seen! But he was smart enough to keep this match short and conserve his energy! I guess New Yorkers do have some brains!
---Dressing Room of Union Jack---
[The Big Screen lights up. The scene cuts to UJ in the locker area. He is in his wrestling attire and T-Shirt. The shirt reads 'GZW' on the front and 'HKWho' on the back. He is staring straight on into the full length mirror, obviously psyching himself up for battle which lies before him. In moments he will be battling for the chance to keep not only his career in GZW but his life as well.]
[The phone in his bag begins to ring. UJ does not notice for a moment as he is on a different plane but all of a sudden he snaps out of it and grabs the phone.]
UJ - What ?......OK.....Good......I will go first you wait until i call you out.....and Scott.....thanks.
[Theres a knock on the door and UJ hangs up the phone. He walks over and opens the door, stood there in his wrestling attire is Firefly. We can here the crowd going wild as the two superstars meet on different terms.]
UJ - What do you want ?
FF - I know we haven't seen eye to eye for quite some time but i think you may need some help and as a sign of me repaying the doubt i had about you and my Mother......
UJ - Whoa stop right there, first off Sho i like your mum but not in that way and secondly i have my back covered by some old friends but i will be expecting you to stay loyal this time and not run with Troublesome like you did before!
[UJ closes the door]
---Tag Team Championship Battle Royale: The Haires, Dameon and Hades, The StormRiders, Risky Gold---
Fortune: Get ready for some tag team mayhem, Alex! Eight men in one ring to determine the number one contenders for the GZW Tag Team Titles! The last man in the ring will win the right for his team to face T-Rex and Sincere down the line!
Hunt: What has England ever done to get this great type of action? Two battle royales in one week!
With all the teams in the ring, the battle royale begins. Groups break off in the ring as Prey and Hades trade punches, Nazal Haire slugs it out with Diamond Sledge. But the fans' attention is on the big man Dameon as he is being battered by three men.
Fortune: Willie Haire, Epic and Outlaw Wales are all trying to get Dameon out of the ring! Wise strategy on their part to work together to get the big man!
Hunt: Even three men can't tag out big bad Dameon!
Nazal and Diamond both see what is going on. They go over and give assistance to the other three men.
Fortune: Five men tossed out Dameon! That was a team effort! That's one member of the Firing Squad out!
As the five men watch Dameon fall over the top rope and down to the floor, Hades rakes the eyes of Prey. A sneaky Hades then grabs Diamond's head from behind and tosses him over the top rope and down to the floor.
Hunt: Diamond is gone! What a move by Hades! Hanging out with his Pops has really helped his ruthlessness!
From down the rampway walks “The Businessman” Clancey McClean, cigar in mouth and briefcase in hand.
Fortune: What in the hell is Clancey McClean doing here? No one invited the UwU to Dark Horizons, much less that man!
Hunt: Hey, Billy and Jennifer, the announcers from UwU Monday Mayhem, are here! So why can’t Mr.McClean view the great action of GZW?
With two men already out, the StormRiders work together, beating down on Epic. The Haires turn their attention to Hades. The Haires toss Hades over the top rope, but he hangs on and slides back in without touching the floor without any of the other wrestlers seeing him. Hades rests in the corner as the others fight on. Meanwhile, the StormRiders go for a double clothesline to knock out Epic, but he ducks. The StormRiders turn around. Epic with a clothesline sends Prey over the top rope and down to the floor.
Fortune: Prey is out! But wait! The StormRider doesn't want to the leave! Prey slides back into the ring, getting the attention of Epic. Outlaw then sneaks up on Epic, nails him with a clothesline from behind, sending Epic out of the ring.
Fortune: Epic is out thanks to the distraction of Prey who had no business being in the ring!
Hunt: Boo hoo, Kandi! Risky Gold aren't going to become number one contenders!
Outlaw stands in the ring, celebrating his work. But Nazal taps Outlaw on the shoulder. Outlaw turns around, only to get hammered with right hands. Nazal with a clothesline sends the StormRider over the top rope and out of the ring.
Fortune: Outlaw Wales is gone too! The StormRiders are out of the running! That just leaves the Haires and Hades in the match! Things don't look good for the self proclaimed "bluest man in the business!"
Before the Haires can turn around, Hades dives to his knees and nails Nazal with a lowblow from behind. Hades then tosses Nazal out of the ring through the middle ropes.
Fortune: Nazal Haire is thrown out of the ring, but he is still in this match as he did not go over the top rope!
Hunt: But that shows some smarts by Hades! He tossed out Nazal just so that he leaves himself with Willie, avoiding a double team!
With Nazal on the floor, Willie and Hades circle each other. Hades with right hands, but Willie blocks them, then fires back a flurry of fists of his own. Irish whip by Willie, reversal by Hades. Willie off the ropes. Hades goes for a hiptoss, but Willie blocks it, then clothesline the hell out of Hades with his free arm.
Fortune: Willie in control in the ring!
He lifts Hades back up to his feet. Irish whip sends Hades to the corner. Willie charges in and flattens Hades with a clothesline. Hades drops to the mat. Willie's calling for a stunner.
Willie lifts Hades up for the stunner, but Hades pushes him off. Willie then charges at Hades, but the youngest Firing with a back body drop sends Willie over the top rope and down to the floor.
Fortune: Willie Haire is out! That just leaves Hades and Nazal! Nazal Haire has just rolled back into the ring. Hades and Nazal move in. The two competitors exchange punches, Nazal getting the upperhand. Irish whip by Nazal. Hades off the ropes. Powerslam by Nazal. Hades gets back up slowly. Nazal charges and levels him with a clothesline.
Fortune: Nazal lifts Hades back up to his feet. A poke to the eyes by Hades! He grabs Nazal's head and tosses him over the top rope, but no! Nazal holds onto the top rope and slides back in without touching the floor! Hades thinks he won!
Hunt: Turn around Hades!
Hades is tapped on the shoulder. When he turns around, Nazal with furious fist has the "blue man" reeling. Irish whip by Nazal, reversal by Hades. Nazal off the ropes. Hades has his head down. Nazal capitalizes by grabbing Hades' head and dropping him with a DDT.
Fortune: Nazal with a DDT! Hades is getting up very slowly! I don't think he knows where he is!
Nazal charges and connects with a clothesline near the ropes. Both men go over the top rope, but Nazal ends up hanging onto the top rope and pulls himself back into the ring as Hades hits the floor!
Fortune: The Haires win it! They're the number one contenders!
Hunt: No no!
Willie slides into the ring to celebrate with his father as the fans cheer. Hades is livid as he yells at the referees.
Fortune: What is Hades mad about?
Hunt: He's asking for a replay! The Blue Boy must know something that we don't!
The replay on the Zero-tron shows both men flipping over the top rope due to the momentum of Nazal's clothesline. While Nazal may have grabbed the top rope, the replay seems to show both men's feet hitting the floor at the exact same time.
Hunt: Ha! The replay shows it! Both men hit the floor at the same time! Nazal can't be the winner!
Fortune: Well, if that's the case, neither can the Firing Squad! If anything, it's a tie!
Dameon and Hades slide into the ring to dispute the Haires’ claim to the number one contendership. The four men stand nose to nose, suddenly, the tensions erupt as the Haires and the Firing Squad slug it out in the ring.
Fortune: We've got a situation on our hands!
Referees and officials run out from backstage to try to contain the brawl in the ring. As the ring is filled with people, the mysterious Clancey McClean stands on the stage, with popcorn in hand.
Fortune: And look at McClean! He sure is enjoying this!
Hunt: Hey, he could buy everyone in this arena and send them all to Timbuktoo if he felt the whim too!
---Tate’s office---
Tate is pacing back and forth smoking a cigar, stroking his gootee. No one else is in his office but him as he watches Dark Horizon.
Tate: Fubu managed to get through his first match. Good for him. Let’s see what he does against Jai-Ray.
---Television Championship: Second of Two Matches: “Giantkiller” Fubu vs. Jai-Ray---
Fortune: What a tag team battle royale! Who is the number one contenders for T-Rex’s and Sincere’s Tag Team Championship titles? Well up next have the second of our three TV title matches as Fubu takes on the impressive newcomer, Jai-Ray! Fubu has already beaten Manic Depression tonight, and he still may have to face “Kool Hand” Luke LaVerne later in the evening. I’m sure he'll be looking to get this over with quickly!
Hunt: You sure are sure that Fubu is going to win this one! Jai-Ray comes into the park with a piece of 2x4 wrapped with barbwire like his idol. However, he is not an extreme wrestler. The board just is there to enhance the appearance of badass-ness. Which may or may not work. Jai enters the ring and holds the board high. Referee Sonny Bright warns Jai and takes the board from him. Jai seems a bit angry. He turns and stops suddenly.
Hunt: Ref Bright has no right to take Jai-Ray’s 2x4!
Fortune: This isn’t an Extreme match! Here comes the TV Champ!
The arena goes silent. Then a barrage of pyros in the colors of orange, blue, and red go off . The fans jump to their feet and begin to cheer as "Rap Superstar" slowly starts up. From the back emerges Fubu. He raises his hands high and shows off the TV Title. The fatigue shows as he slowly walks down to the ring. He nods to the cheers and tries to warm up as he climbs onto the apron.
Hunt: He doesn't see to have that same spring in his step that he did earlier!
Fortune: You wouldn't either if you had wrestled already earlier tonight! As Fubu climbs into the ring Jai immediately attacks with an ax hammer. Fubu falls to the outside. Jai rolls out of the ring and stomps on the tired Fubu. Fubu tries to get to his feet. Jai gives him a hiptoss onto the steel steps. Fubu holds his back. Jai grabs him and throws him into the ring. Fubu gets to his knees as Jai rolls in. Fubu turns and Jai whips him off the ropes. Jai catches Fubu and sends him down with a spinebuster. Jai goes for a pin. Ref Bright only gets a one count though.
Fortune: Fubu is clearly feeling the effects of wrestling once already tonight!
Hunt: If he was a real man like me, he could go all night long, Kandi!
Jai-Ray stomps away on Fubu. He bounces off the ropes and executes a leg drop. He gets back to his feet and pulls Fubu up. Jai throws Fubu to the corner. Jai unloads with a series of rights and lefts. He steps back and then gives Fubu a dropkick causing Fubu to stumble out of the corner. Jai runs by and takes Fubu down with a swinging neckbreaker. Fubu rolls over and pulls himself up on the ropes. Jai comes from behind and goes for an inverted DDT. Fubu lifts Jai instead for a powerslam. He turns to give the powerslam, but Jai slips back and nails the inverted DDT. Jai goes to the top and flies off with an elbow. He connects and hooks a leg.
1...2...
Fortune: Almost an upset there, but Fubu manages to kick out! Jai-Ray's really dominating here! Fubu's looking pretty tired already!
Hunt: Mr.Profit is a wrestling genius! Fubu is bound to lose that belt tonight!
Jai chokes Fubu. Fubu shakes his head and pushes Jai off. Fubu gets up. Jai gets up. Fubu swings at Jai, who ducks and gives Fubu a German suplex. Fubu flies into the turnbuckle. Jai turns and takes Fubu down in the corner with a knee smash. Fubu slumps down. Jai kicks at him. Jai pulls Fubu up and steps back. Jai runs for an avalanche and Fubu side steps. Jai hits the corner hard.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! The tide may have just turned!
Hunt: Really? I am glad you could inform us all of the COMPLETELY OBVIOUS!
Fubu turns Jai and gives him belly-to-belly suplex. The fans cheer as Fubu goes to the top rope and nails a 450 splash. Fubu gets to his feet. The fans cheer as Fubu ignores his fatigue and flails his arms around. Fubu turns as Jai gets to his feet. Fubu picks Jai up and has him for the {Fubu’s finisher}. Jai slips down and now tries an evenflow DDT. Fubu lifts Jai back up and nails Jai with the {Fubu trademark move}.
Fortune: Fubu's really starting to take over now! He's getting his second wind!
Hunt: At certain point, you are able to push past all the pain and run on pure adrenaline!
Fortune: This coming from the man who's been in how many matches?
Jai-Ray stumbles back and then forward a bit. Fubu nails him with a hard clothesline. The fans explode as Fubu pulls Jai up. Jai tries to fight, but Fubu lifts him up and drops him down with the {Fubu finisher}. Fubu takes a much-needed breather. He throws an arm atop Jai-Ray. Ref Bright drops and counts
1…2...
Fortune: Three! Fubu wins! No matter what happens tonight, Fubu can go home knowing that he is guaranteed the series!
Ref Bright raises Fubu's hand. Fubu rolls out of the ring and grabs the TV Title. He limps to the back and at the top of the rampway lifts the TV Title high and then disappears backstage.
Hunt: So what? It's the belt that matters here!
---Announce Table---
Fortune: Fubu is proving to the wrestling world tonight that he is a worthy Television Champion!
Hunt: Fubu sucks just like the clothing line! I heard we have that sexy Siu Ann Wong commentating the next match up?
Fortune: Yes, her and Jackie Lee!
Hunt: You think you can get me Siu Ann’s number? Maybe I should just ask Jackie, since we go to the same porno store…I mean…church!
Fortune: Take it away, Siu Ann and Jackie!
---Chained at the Wrist No Disqualifaction Match: Len “The Lizard” DeBray vs. “Fairplay Enforcer” Sho “Firefly” Murakame--- Siu Ann Wong:
“Hi! Siu Ann Wong and Jackie Lee commentating on the next match! This is the chained at the wrist grudge match between the half-brothers ‘Firefly’ Sho Murakame and Len ‘The Lizard’ DuBray!”
Jackie Lee: “Evening!”
Siu Ann: “And what a match this is going to be, Jackie!”
Jackie: “Yeah! Can’t believe what Firefly has done to Len over the past few weeks! He’s tortured him!”
Siu Ann: “What?!?! Surely you’ve gotta be kidding?”
Jackie: “Why would I be kidding?”
Siu Ann: “Because it was Len who turned on his brother in a tag team match, and then we find out that it was Len DuBray who attacked Mrs. Murakame and put her in a coma for so long!”
Jackie: “Yeah, but it was Firefly who stole all of poor Len’s thunder!”
Siu Ann: “You make me…”
But Siu Ann is cut off by the song “Cops and Robbers” by Bo Diddley blasting over the PA and an instant, huge boo from the crowd! Len strides onto the entranceway and throws his arms up into the air. The boos grow even louder!
Siu Ann:
“Goodness gracious! I don’t think I’ve ever heard such a loud boo!”
Jackie:
“Disgusting lack of respect from these stupid British fans!”
Len walks to the ring flashing looks of evil at the fans that are brave enough to leer at him.
Herbert Torres:
“The following contest, it is scheduled for one fall and is the chained at the wrist grudge match! Introducing first, from the swamps, Len ‘The Lizard’ DuBray!”
Len gets into the ring, and starts jeering at the fans some more. The ref struggles to get the chain around Len’s wrist, as he makes it as difficult as possible for him.
Jackie:
“Gotta love Len’s attitude!”
Siu Ann:
“No we haven’t!”
There is a brief pause after Len’s music is cut: Len starts warming up. Suddenly: “I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE, AND I BRING YOU… FIRE!” The crowd erupt with a cheer as a Firefly’s trademark ring of fire lights up on the Zero-tron and “Fire” by the Prodigy begins to play.
Siu Ann:
“Listen to the ovation for Firefly, and he isn’t even visible yet!”
Firefly ascends up through the ring of fire on a pneumatic lift. Mrs. M is stood behind him! She is clutching her handbag, and he has a flaming torch. As the lift stops, FF thrusts the flaming torch into the air, and Mrs. M holds up her handbag! The crowd cheer wildly!
Siu Ann:
“What a brave lady Mrs. Murakame is! Len DuBray put her in a coma, and she is accompanying Firefly to the ring in a match against him!”
Jackie:
“Senile old bat! What’s she doing out here anyway? She doesn’t have a manager’s license!”
Firefly and Mrs. M step out of the ring of fire, and the lights go down. In the centre of the Zero-tron, Firefly puts his arm around his mother, and blows into the torch. A huge fireball blasts into the air.
Siu Ann:
“Still time to put on the show for the fans!”
Jackie:
“What a show off! Get in the ring bug boy!”
Firefly and Mrs. M head to the ring, and both start hitting low fives. Mrs. M is even more enthusiastic than FF!
Announcer:
“And his opponent, the Fairplay Enforcer of GZW, hailing from Hong Kong, ‘The God of Hellfire’, ‘Firefly’ Sho Murakame!”
FF and Mrs. M are halfway down the ramp, when Len smacks the announcer around the back of the head with the chain wrapped around his knuckles!
Siu Ann:
“What the hell!”
Len picks up the microphone as FF and Mrs. M look on in shock! Len motions for Firefly’s music to be cut, and it is.
Len:
“Never better than me! Firefly, you always had more nicknames than me! You always had the announcer’s eating out of your hand and making you look good! Well what about me? That’ll teach these people to give me the respect I deserve!”
Len starts to lay the boot into the announcer! Firefly runs to the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope.
Siu Ann:
“What a piece of work Len DuBray is! Just because the announcer gave Firefly a couple of nicknames, he brutally assaulted him!”
Jackie:
“Serves him right! Now he knows who the real star of this family is!”
Firefly leaps up and boots Len with a spinning heel kick! The impact sends the Cajun flying over the top rope! The ref attaches the chain to Firefly’s wrist as Firefly tends to the announcer.
Siu Ann:
“Len the Lizard takes a tumble, but Firefly doesn’t capitalise so that he can check on the poor announcer!”
Jackie:
“What an idiot!”
Len gets up, and then spots Mrs. M Murakame! He smiles nastily and heads towards her! She looks petrified and backs towards the timekeeper. She falls over backwards and the relentless Len looms over her!
Siu Ann:
“Leave her alone! You’ve already done enough to that poor old lady! Firefly! Turn round!”
Almost as if he could hear Siu Ann, FF turns around to see Len raising his fist to his mother! It’s the arm with the cuff attached to it! Firefly grabs the chain and yanks with all his might. Together with Len’s momentum of pulling back the fist, it pulls him up high in the air and crashing down onto the concrete floor!
Siu Ann:
“Thank goodness! Thank goodness!”
Jackie:
“Damn, Mrs. M nearly wet herself!”
Siu Ann:
“For shame, Jackie! Sometimes I wish you’d keep your mouth shut!”
Firefly hops onto the top rope and springboards into a flipping legdrop onto Len outside the ring! The crowd react with shock, and then begin to chant “GZW! GZW GZW!”
Siu Ann:
“Goodness gracious! Firefly is insane!”
Jackie:
“Oh man! That nut Firefly has leapt out the ring, and now they’re right in front off us with a chain attached to their wrists! How are they gonna get back inside?”
Firefly pulls up Len, as the ref tries to get him to stop and get it back into the ring. The moment’s distraction is all that Len needs, and he hits a vicious low blow that sends the Firefly to his knees! The crowd react with an “ooooo!”
Siu Ann:
“What a cheap shot!”
The ref then admonishes Len, and attempts to get him in the ring. Len pushes him away and he goes crashing into the ring post!
Siu Ann:
“That should be a disqualification!”
Jackie:
“No way! That was outside the ring, so it doesn’t count!”
Siu Ann:
“Huh!”
Len pulls up FF, but Mrs. M has got up, and she goes charging at Len from behind! She whacks him on the back of the head with her ‘loaded’ handbag!
Jackie:
“Hey! That’s illegal!”
Siu Ann:
“Go Mrs. M!”
Mrs. M starts pounding on Len with her handbag as the crowd are cheering wildly! Firefly gently puts his hand on her, and pulls her away. She grins, and points at him for Firefly to attack. Firefly rolls Len back into the ring, and then tends to the ref. Meanwhile, Mrs. M pulls the brick out of her handbag and holds it up for the crowd to see and receives a cheap pop.
Jackie:
“Another stupid mistake by Firefly! He should be capitalising on his cheating mother’s attack on Len.”
Siu Ann:
“Firefly has morals… look it up if you don’t know what they are Jackie! I don’t think you’ve got many!”
Firefly gently rolls the ref into the ring, and follows in after him… to be met by a stomp from the recovered Lizard. Len pulls up and pulls him over for a vertical suplex.
Siu Ann:
“Len on the offensive!”
Len lifts up FF, and hits a short clothesline. He wraps the chain around his knuckles, and then sits on FF’s chest. From there, he pounds on FF with the chain around his fist!
Jackie:
“Len knows how to use that chain!”
Siu Ann:
“He sure does, but Firefly knows weapons too!”
Len finally gets off FF, and jeers at the crowd. As FF struggles to get to his feet, Len wraps the chain around his forearm. When FF gets up, Len immediately takes him back down with a clothesline with his chained arm!
Jackie:
“Look at that! What innovative offence!”
Siu Ann:
“This is getting brutal very quickly!”
Len unwraps his arm and pulls FF up. He hits a right hand, then another, but his third right hand is blocked and the crowd cheer and Firefly whacks Len with a right hand of his own! Firefly bounces Len off the ropes, and connects with a high cross body into a pin. It only gets a one count.
Siu Ann:
“Firefly showing us his light-heavyweight skills!”
Jackie:
“And they’re crap!”
Firefly meets Len with a boot to the gut as he gets up, and drops him with an evenflow DDT! He covers him again!
Siu Ann:
“Big DDT! Is it enough to put away Len the Lizard?”
1…
2…
Kickout!
Jackie:
“Absolutely not!”
Firefly pulls up Len and send him into the turnbuckle with an Irish whip. One handspring elbow later, Len is back on the floor. Firefly gets onto the second turnbuckle and hits a quick moonsault into a pin.
1…
Siu Ann:
“Could have it!”
2…
Kickout!
Still on the offensive, Firefly pulls up Len, and then hits a flurry or martial arts kicks, ending with a hard roundhouse to the side of the head that sends Len flat onto his face.
Siu Ann:
“What martial art skills from Firefly… wait a second! He’s going for the STF!”
Firefly has dropped to the floor and is trying to hook Len’s leg, but with the move scouted Len scrabbles away and grabs the bottom rope.
Jackie:
"My man Len gets away from that silly submission with ease!”
Firefly and Len stalk one another. Len steams in, but gets a drop toehold. Once again Firefly goes for the STF, but Len smacks him with a back fist as he goes for the crossface!
Siu Ann:
“OW! Goodness gracious! Lucky for Len this is no disqualification!”
Len gets up and hits a clothesline. He pulls up FF, but gets a blow to the breadbasket. FF flips over him, grabs a full nelson and hits a dragon suplex into a pin!
Siu Ann:
“What a Dragon suplex! It’s gotta be over!”
1…
2…
Kickout!
With out a moments pause, with the crowd cheering him on, Firefly pulls up Len once more and hits a standing hurancanrana. He motions to the turnbuckles to which the fans cheer.
Siu Ann:
“Could Firefly be going for the Napalm Bomb?”
Firefly does indeed go for a Napalm (Swanton) Bomb, and executes it to perfection… hitting the mat after Len moves out of the way!
Jackie:
"Big mistake from bug boy!”
Len grabs FF, and quickly and effectively drops him back down with a double arm DDT. He rolls over into a cover.
1…
Siu Ann:
“Two heavy blows to the head of Firefly in quick succession! This could do it!”
2…
Kickout!
Siu Ann:
“What resilience from Firefly!”
Len looks frustrated, but gets back onto FF and wraps the chain around his neck to choke him. He manoeuvres himself so that FF is behind him, and then pulls the chain and leans forward. This lifts FF off the floor with the chain around his neck! Firefly scrabbles at the chain and kicks his legs wildly.
Jackie:
“Firefly’s got no-where to go! Give up bug boy!”
Siu Ann:
“You night be right Jackie! Len has Firefly in a hell of a predicament!”
Len pulls forward further, and FF is struggling. He seems to hold it for a very long time, hoping to take the air away from FF and make him unconscious, but FF is fighting valiantly.
Siu Ann:
“Oh this is horrid to watch!”
Len gets impatient though and finally yanks FF over his head in a modified hip toss style throw. FF lays there exhausted, but Len grabs his prone opponent and locks on the Lizard Lash!
Siu Ann:
“Lizard Lash! In the middle of the ring! Goodness gracious! Len’s got the Lizard Lash on Firefly! Surely it’s over!”
Len has it locked on and Firefly is screaming in pain!
Jackie:
“Give up bug boy!”
Len is putting on more and more pressure, and Firefly’s face is a picture of pain, but he’s not tapping!
Siu Ann:
“Surely Firefly must be in excruciating pain!”
Len is crying out now, putting all he has into cinching in the move… but FF isn’t tapping! Len releases the hold with a cry of rage! He starts laying vicious boots into FF.
Siu Ann:
“Goodness, goodness gracious! Firefly took all Len had with the Lizard Lash and did not tap!”
Jackie:
“I just can’t believe it! He must have tapped! No-one can take that kind of pain!”
Len pulls up FF and drops him with a brainbuster! He pulls him up again and hits an implant DDT. He pulls him up again, and hits a fisherman’s DDT!
Siu Ann:
“Oh no! Stop it! Stop it!”
Jackie:
“Carry on! Carry on!”
The cover…
1….
Siu Ann:
“Got to be over!”
2…
Kickout!!!!!
Jackie:
“What!!!!!”
Siu Ann:
“I don’t believe it!”
Len is astonished! He pushes the ref who threatens to disqualify him. Len goes back to FF and pulls him up. Firefly valiantly tries to throw a few punches, but these are stopped with a huge headbutt. Len then drops Firefly with a jumping cradle piledriver! The cover…
1….
2…
Siu Ann:
“Stay down Firefly! He’s only going to hurt you more!”
Kickout!
Jackie:
“What the hell does Len have to do to put Firefly away?!”
Len can’t believe it! He grabs the chain and starts whipping Firefly across the back with it.
Siu Ann:
“Goodness gracious! This isn’t a leather strap match! That is thick, steel chain! He must be bruising Firefly internally with blows like that!”
Jackie:
“Aint it great?”
Siu Ann:
“NO… it’s not!”
As Siu Ann starts to get upset, Len pulls up a woozy Firefly. He wraps the chain around FF’s head, and then drops him with a double arm DDT right onto the chain around his head!
Jackie:
“Wow! What a vicious move…”
The cover!
1…
Jackie:
“Oh for God’s sake Siu Ann, stop crying! It’s over now!”
2…
KICKOUT!!!
Jackie: “I just don’t… can’t believe it!
Siu Ann (sobbing): “Oh Firefly! Nothing is worth this much! Stay down!”
Len is irate, and slides out of the ring. He throws the timekeeper to the ground and takes his steel chair. Mrs. M runs up to him, and tries to take the chair off him!
Siu Ann:
“Mrs. M! No! Don’t risk your health!”
Len tears the chair from her grasp and cracks her over the head with it! She collapses as the crowd suddenly goes deadly silent!
Siu Ann:
“NO, NO, NO! Oh no! I’ve got to help her!”
With Siu Ann throwing off her headset, Firefly is up! Without thinking, he throws himself through the ropes with a suicide dive. But with Len having gone under the bottom rope, the chain catches on the bottom rope and goes caught yanking FF’s arm and sending him crashing to the floor before he hits Len!
Jackie:
“Firefly is mad! He must have pulled his shoulder out of his socket with that stupid move!”
Len is smiling nastily, and standing over Firefly who is writhing in pain, clutching his arm.
Jackie:
“And I have no idea what Siu Ann thinks she’s doing!”
Siu Ann is tending to Mrs. M, gently trying to wake her. Meanwhile Len gets back into the ring and yanks the chain. As Firefly’s face is a mask of pain he gets pulled into the ring by his injured shoulder. He is met by a huge chairshot.
Jackie:
“Woah!”
Firefly’s knees are buckling, and Len hits another chair shot. Firefly is on one knee, and Len hits another chair shot.
Jackie:
“Intense!”
Len suddenly goes completely manic and starts smashing Firefly again and again and again with the chair. Finally, he drops the chair and drops to pin him.
Jackie:
“This one is over! He must have hit him with twenty chair shots!”
1….
2…
3!
DING DING DING!
Jackie:
“Len the Lizard is the winner!”
Len is twitching as the ref holds up his arm. He then comes to a decision, and picks up the chair again! He starts smashing Firefly with it again!
Jackie:
“Even I’m not sure he should be doing that!”
As Siu Ann looks on in horror as she nurses Mrs. M, Len continues to hit Firefly again and again with the chair! Suddenly…
Jackie:
“Luke Laverne and Celestia L’yark!”
Kool and Lez are running to the ring. Moments later, Gideon follows!
Jackie:
“And Gideon! But can even these three stop the rage of the insane Lizard?”
Lez is cracked with the chair as she gets onto the apron, as is Kool! Both go flying to the mats… but Gideon is too quick and hits a spear through the middle ropes onto Len. Len rolls out of the ring as Gideon tries to chase him.
Jackie:
“Woah! It took three people to stop Len DuBray!”
As Len runs up the rampway screaming obscenities at Gideon, Kool and Lez are slowly getting up. The picture of carnage is topped off with Siu Ann tending to Mrs. M, and a motionless, unconscious Firefly lying in the ring. EMT rush past Len to get to the injured Firefly.
---Office of Director of Wrestling Affairs---
Tate, dressed in a GZW warmup jogging suit, is sitting behind his desk watching Dark Horizon. The BlackHearts, Sincere, Monarch, and Deacon Kane, are sitting in the office as well watching the pay-per-view. Monarch has an ice pack over his forehead.
Tate: Don’t worry, Monarch, Nathaniel Davis will get his. No one bloodies a Bad Influence member and gets away with it.
Monarch: (dropping the HKWF Heavyweight belt) Don’t sweat it, Tate. The bloke will get what is coming to him. We have more important things to think about than some bloody “Entertainment Franchise”.
Tate: (lights cigar) Alright, Monarch. If you say so. It seems that this suppose “GiantKiller” has managed to defeat the first two matches I had set in front of him. On top of that, he has been runnin’ his trap about me, Tate Troublesome. What in the fuck does this little kid think he is about? I’m not some stupid fire lovin’ old man named Dameon or a never shuttup steroid pumpin’ idiot named Maxx Pain! I am a fuckin’ livin’ legend in this sport!!
Deacon: (shifting Heavyweight belt to his other shoulder) Shall I introduce him to a TRUE giant? Allow him to feel a Wick Way courtesy of the GZW World Heavyweight Champion!
Sincere smiles evilly as he rubs the Tag Team belt on his lap. Tate blows smoke rings into the air as he rocks back and forth in his chair.
Tate: No. I have other plans for Fubu. There’s gonna be Trouble, Trouble!!
---Television Championship: Third of Three Matches: “GiantKiller” Fubu vs. “Kool Hand” Luke LaVerne---
Fortune: On to the last of our three TV title matches! Fubu has won the first two of his matches so far, though he wasn't looking so good at the end of the last one!
Hunt: Come one, come one, just get to the match!
A voice comes over the PA system. "It's time to heat up this party". The arena is then bathed in red light, as " " by __ starts up on the speakers. The red light gradually fades with the main arena lights coming back on. A blast of red and orange pyro explodes at the top of the ramp and skateboarding to the ring is…
Fortune: There is the challenger, “Kool Hand” Luke Laverne!
Hunt: Like totally dude!
The arena goes silent. Then a barrage of pyros in the colors of orange, blue, and red go off over the entire arena. The fans jump to their feet and begin to cheer as "Rap Superstar" slowly starts up and from the back emerges Fubu. He raises his hands high and the fans explode. Fubu jogs down to the ring, slapping hands with fans, then he rolls into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, soaking in the cheers.
Fortune: And there is the current TV Champ once more tonight!
Hunt: Big whoop! I've already seen enough of this moron for one night!
Fortune: I can't wait for…
Hunt: …and I've heard enough from this moron for one night too!
The bell rings and Referee Paulie Newman holds up the TV Title in the air. Fubu and Kool shake hands and then circle each other, sizing his opponent up. Suddenly, Kool dives towards Fubu, who dodges the strike and knees Kool in the midsection. Fubu grabs Kool’s left arm and locks it in a hammerlock tightly behind Kool's back, but he gets out of the hold with a quick jawbreaker on Fubu. Fubu stumbles back into the ropes where he is met with a hard chop from Kool.
crowd: WHOO!
And another.
crowd: WHOO!
Kool whips Fubu into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and waits for Fubu to return. Fubu comes running right back towards Kool, who sidesteps Fubu and rams his knee into the Champ's midsection, flipping Fubu down to the mat. Kool drops down and locks in a sleeper hold, but Fubu is able to slide out and get to his feet. Kool charges him right away and is arm dragged across the ring. Kool doesn't stay down, however, and greets a charging Fubu with an arm drag of his own. Kool, however, doesn't let go of Fubu's arm and holds him in an arm stretch/midsection stretch submission.
Fortune: What exciting action so far in this match. Luke LaVerne is putting on a good match so far against Fubu!
Hunt: “So far” are the key words there, Kandi. But, hey, who knows? Even losers can win! Kind of like how Fubu won this title to begin with!
Fortune: He's not a loser!
Hunt: Hmmm...Maybe you're right since it takes one to know one!
Ref Newman checks on Fubu to see if he gives up, but Fubu continues to hang in the match. He fights his way to his feet and snapmares Kool to the mat to break out of the hold. Kool gets right back up, however, and takes a swing at Fubu, but Fubu ducks the shot and hooks Kool up for a belly-to-back suplex. As Fubu is about to execute the move, Kool elbows him in the head a few times. Fubu releases the lock and Kool goes into the ropes. Fubu goes into the ropes as well and, as he runs past Kool, he ducks an attempted clothesline. Fubu hits the ropes on the other side and then connects on a just-turning around Kool with a big spear.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea!
Hunt: For goodness sake, Kandi, its just a simple spear! We see them all the time!
Fubu drops down to try for the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: No! Kool Hand with a kickout!
Fubu drags Kool to his feet and whips him into one of the corners. Fubu follows him in and is just met with a boot to the face. Fubu staggers backwards and Kool hops to the second rope. He launches himself off and nails Fubu with a missile dropkick right to the face. Kool scrambles over to Fubu and goes for the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: Luke LaVerne was close to getting the pin there. He's putting up one helluva fight in this match!
Hunt: Wouldn't you? Even though it is just the TV Title! Gold is better than no gold!
Kool pulls Fubu to his feet, goes behind the Champ, and executes a quick pendulum backbreaker. Kool goes for the pin once more.
1...2...
Fortune: So close!
Kool gets a foul look on his face and pulls Fubu to his feet. Kool kicks Fubu in the stomach and sets him up for a powerbomb! Kool gets Fubu into the air and then lands a big sitdown powerbomb into the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: Ohmigosh! Kool just about had the pin there! But what's he doing now? He's on the top rope, but he's taking way too much time! Kool stands high atop the top turnbuckle and raises his arms high into the air. He leans back a little and then flies off in a 450 splash, but connects with nothing but mat.
Hunt: Ha! That’s what I call a rookie mistake! This isn’t the ESPN Extreme Games, LaVerne!
Fubu gets to his feet and Kool is halfway there when Fubu runs over to the challenger clotheslining him to the mat. Fubu lifts up Kool, locking his head between his legs and hooking both his arms.
Fortune: Extreme Consequences (double underhook piledriver)!
Fubu nails the Extreme Conseqeunces on Kool and goes right for the pin.
1...2...
Fortune: Three! FUBU WINS! FUBU WINS! What a great showing by the TV Champ! I think he just proved himself again here in the GZW! No one can question that he deserves the belt!
Hunt: I never said he couldn't WRESTLE? He's just an idiot!
Just then Fubu makes his way over to the announcers table holding the TV title. He motions for Kandi's headset, and she gives it to him. Fubu then glares at Alex and begins to speak.
Fubu: You know what, Alex? I've been hearing your shit all night, and it's making me sick. Next time you wrestle three people in one night...no wait, next time you BEAT three people in one night, you can talk about me. Until then why don't you just keep your mouth SHUT during my matches!
With that Fubu drops the headset and walks off to a HUGE cheer.
Fortune: That showed you!
Hunt: Shut up, Kandi!
As Fubu gets to the entranceway, Tate walks out and pushes the smaller tired man to the floor. Fubu jumps up quickly and braces for another fight. Tate simply smiles, reaches into his pocket, and pulls out something and sprays it into Fubu’s face.
Fortune: Tate Troublesome has just sprayed something in Fubu’s face! Fubu is on the floor in severe pain!
Hunt: No one talks about THE founding father of GZW! Hell, you see what happen to Magic when he did!
Tate stomps on the downed Fubu before he turns him onto his stomach and locks in the Troubleshooter (sharpshooter). T
ate: (screaming) Who’s the “GiantKiller” now, Fubu?! I fuckin’ made you!! You owe me!!
Fortune: Tate is a madman! Someone stop this!
Hunt: Woohoo! “Trouble, Trouble!!”
---Announce Table---
Fortune: In all my years of knowing the man who calls himself Tate Troublesome, I have never seen him sink so low! In the PWW, he was a despicable man, but never to do something like this.
Hunt: Hey, Fubu has been running his mouth about our great Director of Wrestling Affairs. Mr.Troublesome was only protecting his good name. Fortune: Yeah right. Anyway, what a great pay per view we have had so far, Alex. Our very own “Entertainment Franchise” won in a Last Man Standing match against the HKWF Heavyweight Champion, Monarch.
Hunt: What a travesty! In Monarch’s homeland at that!
Fortune: Not to mention Gideon defeating Eclipse, well as the crazy ending to the number one contender battle royale to the Tag Team Championship!
Hunt: Can’t leave out Fubu’s winning three matches tonight as well as Fubu’s mace in the face by Tate Troublesome!
Fortune: It seems the special guest commentators are ready for the next match here at Dark Horizon. So we kick it over to the guest announce table!
---No Disqualifaction Falls Count Anywhere Match: “The Enforcer” T-Rex vs. “The Jade Dragon” Sincere---
{“Walk this Way” by Aerosmith jams over the speakers, and a Caucasian man, about 5’9, with black curly hair to his shoulders walks to the ring. The crowd give a silent reaction to the man, who is wearing a tuxedo. He walks to the empty announce table, and sits down, setting up his mic and earphones.}
Man: Y’ello, I’m the Dastardly one, straight from Downtown Brooklyn Wrestling…Marty Donson! I am your color analyst for tonight’s big showdown between two former GZW Heavyweight Champions…Sincere and T-Rex!
{“Wild Thing” rips and roars around the arena, and a scruffy, unkempt man, who looks almost homeless walks to the bench. He sits down beside Donson, extending his unwashed hand for a shake….}
Donson: Who are you? Where’s Tony Blake?
Second Commentator: I dunno, not tied up backstage, but I am filling in for him, in this Main-Event calibre of a match!!!
Donson: That it will be. Oh, what’s your name?
Second Commentator: I dunno, folks usually call me Stinky, so {scratches his head} that’s it.
Donson: OK…”Stinky”, well we are just holding up the show now, so let us see a war!
“Sprach Zarathrusta” by Richard Strauss begins to kick in hauntingly over the speakers, then explodes over the PA system, and the crowd give a huge heel pop for the former Heavyweight Champion, The Jade Dragon, Sincere! One half of the tag team champions walks to the ring, and climbs inside the ropes. The hated villain looks around, shows off his tag team belt, then hands it to the referee.
Stinky: I don’t like Sincere Marty, a bit too sincere if you ask me!
Donson: Well actually I never asked you, so please close your mouth in the presence of such an awe-inspiring athlete!
“#1” by Nelly blasts suddenly throughout the sold-out crowd, and they get on their feet in cheers for the other half of the Tag Team Champions, another former Heavyweight Champion, the “Enforcer”, T-Rex!
Stinky: Wow!!! What a big man! He must be 10 foot twelve!!
Donson: **sighs** Well…T-Rex is a man I know well from his days as the Heavyweight Champion in the DBW, I’ve always admired this guy, but I sincerely believe that in this No-DQ environment, the “Enforcer” will not be any match for the “Jade Dragon!!
T-Rex wastes little time, dropping his Tag Team Title Belt, and hurrying for the ring. As he dashes in, Sincere scurries to the outside. Rex looks at the crowd, and receives a huge face pop, then he climbs out over the top rope in pursuit of Sincere!
Stinky: Ha Ha!!!
Donson: WHAT?
Stinky: I dunno. This is a good match!!
Donson: Jeez, do you write this stuff yourself punk?
T-Rex runs after Sincere, and the two circle the ring several times, before Sincere apparently disappears. Rex looks around the ring area, when suddenly, Sincere emerges from under the ring with a wrench! He blasts Rex from behind in the knee, then drops the wrench on the knee!!
Donson: Hehe!! Seems like Sincere isn’t just the professor of psychological warfare, but knee removal too!!
Sincere stomps down relentlessly on The Enforcer’s weak knee, and then drags the big man over to the apron. Sincere quickly climbs up, then hits a foot stomp off the apron, crushing Rex’s knee!!!
Stinky: Aw! Poor Rex! Leave him alone you big bully!
Donson: Urgh..I will pay you to just shut your mouth kid!
Stinky: Really? What is my salary?
Donson just ignores his partner, and looks on as T-Rex struggles to fight back against Sincere. Rex manages to scramble to his feet, and goes for a big boot to Sincere, but it is caught, and T-Rex hits a similating Reversal, a hugely impactful Inziguri!
Donson: FLYING FUDGE!!! With one swift move, Rex is right back in this!!
Rex grabs Sincere, and whips him against the guardrail. The Jade Dragon falls helplessly, and retreats against the wall. Rex taunts Sincere, and picks up a head of steam, but Sincere ducks, and from the other side of the Guard Rail is Monarch, who cracks Rex over the head with a Sledgehammer Wrapped in Barbed Wire!!! Rex crumbles to the ground, as Monarch laughs sadistically, and exclaims…
Monarch: Welcome to the Jungle, Enforcer!
Donson: Monarch! Monarch! From out of nowhere came Monarch, the Wrestling Franchise!!
Stinky: And the damage is done on the busted open T-Rex!!! Poor guy! Oh well…back to the match…
Monarch disappears as quickly as he appeared, and now Sincere is back in full swing, almost torturing T-Rex, with excruciating holds on his hurt knee!! The bloody Tag Team Champion withstands, and knocks Sincere off. The Dragon starts to run away now, and Rex hobbles after him, up the ramp!
Donson: My God!! The two of them are up on the ramp!!! This just doesn’t bear thinking about!!!
The crowd are on their feet as the two men exchange right hands, against the entranceway. Sincere kicks Rex sharply in the gut, and goes for a suplex, but Rex reverses, and lifts him in a stalling brainbuster, leaving his opponent vertically upside down in mid air!
Donson: Uh Oh! Things aren’t looking too good for Sincere here!!! I knew Rex would prevail after all!!!
Sincere struggles while in the air, and manages to jump to the top of the structure above the entranceway!!!
Stinky: Wow!! That’s gotta be six million feet high!!
Donson: Well at least 10 feet in the air, and Sincere is up there!!! Something has got to give here, and what is it gonna be?
Sincere starts to trash talk Rex from high up in the air, but then draws a big supporting rod, as if it were a sword. He grabs another and tosses it down to Rex.
Stinky: What is this?
Donson: A sword battle? Live on Pay Per View???
Rex turns around to pick up his weapon, when suddenly Sincere, without warning flies off like a human cannonball, head first kamikaze style right into the spine of T-Rex!!! Both men lay half conscious on the ramp, as the crowd chant “G-Z-W”.
Donson: And you think I wasted years in DBW when I could have been here in GZW!!
Rex, battered and bruised desperately tries to get up, and Sincere isn’t even moving!! Rex just gets an arm over the shoulder of his co-tag team champion, and the referee counts…
One,
Two,
THR-
Stinky: AWWW!!!!
Donson: Rex was a millionth of a second away from winning there!!
T-Rex, using both his arms, and his good knee gets to his feet, and nails his fallen foe with some Lance Storm style kicks, then picks up the Jade Dragon, and places him between his legs!!!
Donson: Uh-Oh!!
Stinky: Big move coming up here!!
Rex raises Sincere in a powerbomb position, then surges forward, with a running powerbomb, and..
SPLAT!!!
Donson: T-REX JUST POWERBOMBED SINCERE OFF THE STAGE, AND THROUGH THE DAMN ELECTRICAL BOARDS!!
Fizzing sounds are heard, and we see Sincere looking fried lying across a broken electrical table. The crowd start to chant “Holy Shit” as T-Rex climbs down the steps to what’s left of Sincere.
Stinky: This is just unbelievable!!!
Rex examines the remains, and grabs the steel steps he just walked down, and places them onto Sincere’s chest!
Donson: For God’s sakes! Rex is gonna crush Sincere like a beetle!!!
Rex climbs up to the very top of the stage, and signals down to the technical area as the crowd roar in approval…
Donson: Um, Rex, he’s your Tag Team Partner, you need Sincere!!!
Rex flies off, elbow first, looking to drive into Sincere, but Sincere manages to toss the steps in the air, causing a mid air collision against Rex! The Enforcer falls slowly to the ground, as the crowd watch in awe, as Sincere can’t save himself from some contact, and Rex lands, lifelessly over Sincere!!!
One
Two
THREE!!!!
Donson: That’s it!!! Rex with a huge win over his tag team partner!!! What a brutal match!!
---$500,000 Bounty Match (if opponent can permanently injure Union Jack, will receive money): Mystery Opponent vs. “The Menace” Union Jack---
[The lights fade out in the arena, on the big screen we see a British Flag, the crowd let out a huge pop for there hometown hero. We here the electro guitar strings of 'Breath' by the Prodigy, it can mean only one thing, 'The Menace' Union Jack. The rampway lights up in flashes of red, white and blue pyro, out onto the top of the rampway steps the 'British Butcher' Union Jack.]
[He walks down the rampway to a good solid 'UJ' chant from the crowd. UJ looks around him looking slightly bemused to the reception. He steps into the ring and goes to each cornerpost and climbs them stopping only to flex his muscles for the crowd. He jumps down from the final post and summons for a mic]
UJ - First off let me say it's good to be back home....
[Crowd give out another big pop]
UJ - .....but first and foremost i have got a match tonight against a mystery opponent, somebody who is gonna come out here and try and break my neck.
[Crowd boo, and begin to chant UJ. they quieten down after a few seconds.]
UJ - Well there ain't no-one there backstage who could even get close to doing that on there own so i know what is gonna happen, there is gonna be an ambush, because no-one can beat Union Jack singlehandedly in his own backyard. So just to make sure that we all have some good clean fun out here today, i have enlisted the help of 3 friends of mine that you all know very well, three men who put fear into the hearts of even Sincere and Deacon Kane, three men who have singlehandedly dominated the tag team division in HKWF, three men who i go back along way with. Ladies and gentleman please rise for Union Jacks very own personal protection, the HKWF Tag Team champions of the world and there manager...........The Claymore's and Scott Bennett.
[The rampway explodes into flames, as 'Ace of Spades' by Motorhead kicks in, out onto the rampway steps Scott Bennett he is in a black Armani suit and smoking a big Cuban cigar out from behind him come two huge monsters they are the 7" tall and weigh a combined 550lbs they have HKWF Tag Team belts draped over there shoulders. They are Angus and Hamish Claymore, Scotlands finest export. They are dressed in Tartan kilts no shirt and blue and white Scottish cross painted across there face.]
[Scott Bennett leads them down to the ring. They get to the ring and hop onto the apron they both grab hold of the middle rope and put there feet on the bottom rope and let Scott Bennett in the ring he walks straight over and shakes hands with UJ.]
UJ - Scott Bennett is the reason i got into wrestling, I am the reason the Claymores got into wrestling and they dont want anything to happen there Icon, especially not on there own home shores of the Great Britain. So HKWF show me who you got!!!
[The crowd begin to chant GZW, GZW]
Angle: This next match is sure not going to be pretty...
Morris: Kind of like you in the morning, Kandi!
“Troublesome” blares over the arena as Tate Troublesome comes out to the entranceway with a mic in hand. He is dressed in black jeans and a t-shirt which has “BAD INFLUENCE” on the front and “9-24-01”.
Fortune: Not him again!
The crowd chants in unison "Troublesome Sucks!! Troublesome Sucks!!"
Tate: Yeah, that's right! I do suck...all your momma's nipples! Union Jack, I call the shots in MY federation, hence the name Director of Wrestling Affair. So all you have to do is pin every opponent that enters the ring with you. So, let the fun begin.
Fortune: Look’s like Union Jack's first opponents to try to collect the bounty...Violator and Giggles/Wylder?!
Hunt: They sure all loyal employees of GZW. They deserve a raise for this!
Fortune: Forget a raise, Troublesome better get them medical coverage!
Violator runs to the ring eagerly to show what he is made of. But G/W slowly creeps to the ring. He turns to face Tate, but the Rebel points to the ring.
Tate: Go now!!
G/W reluctantly joins Violator in the ring. But UJ makes short work of the two. Violator gets clotheslined out of his boots. G/W meanwhile curls up in the fetal position in the corner. UJ picks up G/W by the throat and gives him a swift kick to his gut.
Fortune: JackHammer on a strangely acting Giggles/Wylder!
UJ picks up G/W and slaps on a cobra clutch. G/W quickly submits!
Fortune: Wow, that was quick!
Violator gets back up and hits UJ with a double ax handle to the back. But UJ barely feels a thing. UJ drops Violator with a DDT.
1…2…3!
Fortune: Union Jack makes quick work of Violator! Tate is calling for more, it's the StormRiders!
Hunt: The best tag team money can buy!
But before they can get to the ring, the Claymores jump Outlaw Wales and Prey.
Fortune: It is these two teams that have been battling it out in HKWF for the Tag Team belts!
Hunt: That's not right! Those Claymore Twins are ruining this wonderful match!
The four men end up fighting their way to the backstage area.
Tate: Well, don't worry. Tate Troublesome always has a plan. Introducing the official Head of Security for Bad Influence, Maxx Pain!!
Fortune: What? We have seen the “CareerKiller” side with the HKWF faction, but he is now in Bad Influence? He is a certified monster!
Pain climbs in the ring. UJ backs up to take in the sight of the gigantic wrestler.
Fortune: He is huge and he is only in the prime of his career! He might still have a growth spurt in him!
UJ takes the fight to the big man with right hands, but Pain shakes them off. UJ bounces off the ropes for momentum, but Pain picks up UJ with a double handed choke and drops him straight down.
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA! He picked him up as if he were a small child! From the crowd appears Pimp Bizkit, who hops the guardrail and slaps the wholly hell out of Scott Bennett.
Fortune: I guess Pimp isn’t here to help out Union Jack! Pimp and Pain work on UJ with chokes and boots to the ribs. Pimp gets a steel chair and...
Fortune: What a shot by Pimp! Was this who Tate was talking to on the phone a couple of days ago?
Hunt: All payback from Pimp for being thrown through a plate glass window months ago by Union Jack!
Pain holds UJ while Pimp sets up for another chair shot. But UJ kicks Pimp in the gut and breaks free from Pain with a back kick to the groin.
Fortune: I don't care how big you are, that hurts!
UJ picks up the chair and waffles Pain with it. UJ then hits a piledriver on Pimp onto the chair.
Fortune: That has to hurt!
UJ goes up top, waits for Pain to get to his feet. UJ leaps and connects with a missile dropkick
Fortune: Union Jack takes out Maxx Pain!
Hunt: This can't be happening!
Pimp and Maxx Pain leave the ring, licking their wounds. UJ stands tall in the ring, showered by cheers from the Manchester fans, as he looks up at Tate and the newest members of Bad Influence.
---Break---
---Extreme Championship Match: Street Fight Match: “CareerKiller” Maxx Pain vs. Big Country---
Fortune: Our next match is a first in GZW history as it will be a Street Fight for the Extreme Championship! Maxx Pain, the Head of Security to Bad Influence, is attempting his second run at a title! This one belonging to Big Country!
Hunt: Yeah, good old Maxx Pain!
Fortune: You made another bet this time, huh?
Hunt: Why would I do that?
Fortune: Because the odds of Maxx Pain winning are 100,000 to 1 over the Champion, Big Country!
Hunt: I may have made a tinsy-tiny little bet!
Fortune: How much, Alex?
Hunt: 100 bucks!
Fortune: 100 BUCKS??? THAT IS LIKE 10 MILLION DOLLARS FOR A PAY OFF!!!
Hunt: Eh...got to take your chances sometimes!
Fortune: Well both men are outside and we're getting the signal that they are ready to fight!
The Zero-tron flickers to life revealing Maxx Pain and Big Country standing outside in an alleyway. Both men are dressed in their wrestling attire as the bell rings from inside of the arena. Referee Donald Fey, receiving the signal to go, instructs both men that the fight is to begin. Right away, Pain comes rushing at Country with a strong clothesline, knocking him down to the pavement roughly. The crowd instantly boos but cheers just as Country trips the big man before getting up. Country hops to his feet at the same time Pain does and both men instantly deliver fierce blows back and forth to each other. Finally, Pain gets the advantage, sending the crowd back into a chorus of boos. Pain's blows push Country back and the two are on the move towards the back of the alleyway to a chain link fence where dozens of cheering fans stand watching eagerly. Pain finally grabs Country, sending him to the ground with an elevated powerbomb. He follows up his attacks with strong stomps to the neck and head of Country. Big Country covers his face in vain from the attacks. Pain lifts Country to his feet again, kicking him in the gut one more time before throwing him into the chain link fence. Security guards in front of the crowd push the crowd back from the fighting as Pain tosses Country into the fence again and again. Country's shoulder, which has now been cut by the steel fence, bleeds onto Pain’s head as he lifts Country into the air above him. Pain smiles, licking the blood of Country, and throws him very strongly into the fence, which gives way from the body weight of Big Country and the strength of Maxx Pain.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! What strength by Maxx Pain!
The mass of people lift Country to his feet, patting his back. He quickly thanks them but then pushes them away as he notices Pain run towards him quickly. Country saves the crowd, but cannot save himself as Pain knocks him to the ground with a big boot to the face. He doesn't stop though, lifting Country back to his feet, but sending him back down to the concrete with a brainbuster. Pain doesn't go for a pin, lifting Country back to his feet and dropping him back to the ground with another brainbuster. Country’s hair is soaked in blood as Pain lifts him again to his feet. Pain sets Country up for another brain buster but Country stops himself from being lifted by hooking Pain's leg.
Fortune: Smart move by the Extreme Champion!
Hunt: Is it me but are these Brits cheering for Big Country?
The crowd lets out a cheer as again, Country blocks Pain's second attempt from being executed. Country reverses with a DDT to the ground. He slowly stands back up and wipes his forehead from the dripping blood. Pain gets up only to be sent back to the ground with a massive boot to the face, sending the crowd into even bigger cheers. He lifts Pain to his feet and whips him into a parked car along the sidewalk. Pain is sent over the hood onto the street behind him, Country follows, jumping on top of the car. Pain starts to stand, but is met with a moonsault, sending both men to the ground. Traffic has stopped as both men get up in the middle of the street. Pain whips Country into one of the stopped cars causing the driver to get out and shout about the rather large dent in the hood. Pain glares at the man with an evil grin. He grabs the man by the throat and lifts him off of his feet. He flails about wildly as Country comes up behind Pain and drops him to his knees with a strong kick to the back of his legs. The driver scurries away as Country, from behind, lifts Pain to his feet. He gets him in a headlock and runs up the hood of the car sending Pain through the windshield with a bulldog takedown. Pain lies still as Country stands on top of the running car. He jumps down and gets inside of the drivers seat. Shifting the car into drive, he takes off down the street with Pain on the hood bleeding inside. Country holds his hair so he doesn't fall off as he speeds up.
Hunt: Where the hell are they going?
Fortune: I'm trying to hear from the guys in the back! They don't seem to know either! Did you see Big Country bust Maxx Pain open through the windshield?
Hunt: Yeah, that was great!
Fortune: You're truly sick, you know that right?
Hunt: Yeah...I know! But I might be a rich sicky in a little while! Still no information?
Fortune: No. It's like they disappeared!
Hunt: Where would Big Country take Maxx Pain?
Fortune: I honestly have no clue!
Suddenly the crowd bursts into tremendous cheers causing the announcers and the camera to look up to the top of the ramp where Country, with Pain still by the hair, makes his way down to the ring. Blood runs down both of the men's faces as Country rolls Pain into the ring.)
Fortune: I knew it!
Hunt: What do you mean?
Fortune: I knew that Big Country would take Maxx Pain to somewhere with a lot of people. He believes he is the most Extreme person in wrestling. He wanted the paying people to see the match first hand, but since the people wouldn't be able to leave for the match...
Hunt: He brought the match to the people!
Fortune: Exactly!
Country reaches under the ring and begins to pull out various weapons, tossing them into the ring. Two chairs, a fire extinguisher, a steel pipe. While by now, Pain has rolled out and begun to do the exact same thing. By the time the two men roll into the ring, it has been littered with a fire extinguisher, four chairs, three tables, a steel pipe, a stop sign, the steel steps, a six pack of bottled Coke, and a baseball bat.
Fortune: It looks like a yard sale in the ring!
Instantly, the two men set up the three tables outside of the ring. Country sets two on top of each other while Pain sets up one right outside of the ring by him. When the tables are set up, Country and Pain roll back into the ring and grab a weapon. Country grabs a steel pipe while Pain grabs a baseball bat. Standing up, the two wrestlers run at each other, weapons raised high. Country connects first, smashing the steel pipe across the face of Pain, stopping him dead in his tracks. But instead of falling, Pain wipes the blood from his lip and looks down at Country again with a sinister smile.
Fortune: Did you see that?!
Hunt: Yeah, it didn't affect him at all!
Country's face fills with a state of shock as again, he delivers a crushing blow with the steel pipe to the face of Pain, and again he doesn't flinch. Country rears back for another blow but Pain stops him, smashing the baseball bat into the ribs of Country and sending him stumbling over the ropes and through the table Pain had set up. He lies there not moving as Boogie Man reaches down and lifts up the steel steps. He walks over to the side of the ring and tosses them forcefully down onto Country who is clutching his ribs. The steps smash his head, busting his forehead open now. But as Pain approaches the ropes, Country gets to his feet very slowly.
Fortune: Maxx Pain living up to his name here!
Hunt: I hope not! I have a lot riding on this match!
Now Pain is suprised, looking down at Country. The crowd instantly bursts into massive cheering for Country's endurance and heart. Pain notices this. Not wanting Country to get any momentum from the crowd, he vaults over the ropes towards the unsuspecting Country with a knee outward. Country turns around just in time and catches Pain off guard in his arms. He holds Pain in the air, the crowd chanting his name, and stumbles towards the announcer table. Country sets Pain on his shoulders and sends him through the table with a massive and miraculous Samoan drop. Kandi and Alex scatter.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Big Country with the drop on the big man!
Hunt: Yeah, but they busted up our table!
Both men lie still for a minute until the "Country" chants pick up again, louder this time. After about a minute, Country reaches over and covers Pain. Ref Fey drops to his knees and counts.
1…2…
Fortune: No! Maxx Pain kicks out!
Country gets to his feet slowly by the help of the barricade, as does Pain on the other side of him. Country makes his way over to Pain and whips him into the steel steps. Pain trips over them with force and flies into the steel ring post , sending him back to the ground. Country walks over and lifts the big man, sending him back down to the ground again with a falling neckbreaker. He picks Pain back up and sets him up for a powerbomb. He goes to lift the big man but can't. He is too weak from the fighting and the size of Pain to lift him up for a powerbomb. Pain sees an opportunity and stands up quickly, sending Conutry over his back and through the ropes into the ring. Country lands on a chair and grabs his chest as Pain regains his composure. The crowd boos him as he taunts them, flipping them off and such.
Fortune: Maxx Pain has in no way endeared himself to this Manchester crowd!
Country begins to show some life in the ring as Pain rolls in to finish the match. He lifts Country to his feet from behind. Country lays limp against the man's body as Pain signals for Sweet Dreams (tazzmission). He instantly grabs Country from behind and with ease locks in Sweet Dreams. He flails Country about wildly with a sadistic laugh.
Fortune: HE'S GOING TO BREAK HIS NECK!!!
Hunt: He said he would!
Fubu stops to taunt the crowd and laugh for a moment only to continue choking out poor Country for another 30 seconds or so. He stops again to taunt the crowd. As he begins to flail Country around wildly, Country pulls out two Coke bottles from his pants. Pain swings Country to the right as Country reaches back and smashes Pain right in the face with the glass bottles. The crowd cheers as both men fall to the ground. Pain's face is painted in blood as is Country's. Sweet Dreams causing Country's ears and nose to bleed. The ring is splotched with the blood of the two men and no one appears to be moving. Slowly, Country crawls to the turnbuckle and sits against it as does Pain opposite of him.
Fortune: These two men are giving it everything they have!
Finally, they both get up and run at each other. Country ducks and gains a little momentum as they bounce off of the ropes and back to each other. Pain goes for a clothesline as Country delivers a twisting lariat. The crowd erupts into cheers as Country walks over to the side of the ring towards the two tables, Pain in hand. He looks to the cheering crowd with a smile. He sets Pain up and sends him through the tables with a…
Fortune: CVD (Country Valley Driver)!
Hunt: Cha-ching!
The flashbulbs and cheers appear as they will never end as Country walks to the turnbuckle to climb it. He waits to catch his breath as suddenly, Pain sits upright and is soon to his feet. Country is amazed as Pain climbs into the ring, but begins his attack. He flips into the air with a twisting moonsault, dropping Pain to the ground. With everything he has, Bodie stands and runs to the next turnbuckle, leaping from it and connecting with a double ax handle. The crowd builds in intensity as Country gets to his feet and runs to the next turnbuckle, connecting with a twisting senton bomb. With the last ounce of energy he has, he runs to the final turnbuckle and leaps from it. He lands on Pain with an impressive swanton bomb.
Fortune: Big Country with an impressive technical wrestling manuveurs!
Hunt: I think he has been working out at the Trouble Trax!
Country gets to his feet and lifts Pain to his as well after catching a short breather. He takes him down with a perfect facebuster and follows it up with an elbow drop. Country lifts up Pain again and is met with a fierce blow to the stomach. Pain follows that up with a brainbuster. He lifts Country and kicks him to the gut before giving him an inverted piledriver. Instead of stopping though, he lifts Country to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Country flips over the top rope and falls to the outside instead of bouncing back though. Pain sighs in frustration as he picks up the fire extinguisher and heads for the outside to meet Country who has gotten to his feet again.
Hunt: Maxx Pain trying to put out the fire of Big Country!
Country turns around to a blast from the fire extinguisher. He stumbles up the rampway and Pain follows, still spraying him with the white powder all the way up to the entranceway. Finally, when the powder runs out, Pain throws it at Country on the ground. He lifts Country to his feet and drops him again with another brainbuster. As he stands, so does Country. The two deliver hard blows to each other back and forth. Finally, Country blocks a right from Pain and delivers another right of his own which is blocked by Pain. Maxx Pain kicks Country in the gut and follows it with a running clothesline. Country gets to his knees and Pain helps him to his feet by the hair. He whips Country towards the end of the stage, but Country counters it with a big boot to the face, getting an instant reaction from the crowd
Fortune: They are deadly close to the end of the stage!
Country lifts Pain to his feet and sets him up for a DDT. Pain counters though lifting Country up and dropping him with a spinebuster. He looks to the edge of the stage and smiles. Country begins to get up again, still very slow, but is sent to the ground by a boot to the head. Pain lifts Country up and stuffs him between his legs. He lifts him above his head for a massive powerbomb and walks towards the edge of the stage.
Fortune: Come on! Somebody stop this match!
Ref Fey tries to stop Pain from doing it, but to no avail. Pain readies himself as Country locks his ankles behind Pain's head. Pain tries to throw Country down but Country's ankle lock gives him the momentum for a hurricanranna. The two men topple off the stage and land on tables and electrical equipment below. Ref Fey looks down and watches.
Fortune: Great Stephon Elijah! Both Big Country and Maxx Pain could be broken after that!
Both men don't move at all. Ref Fey looks around confused and timidly starts the 10 count.
1…2…3…
Fortune: Neither men are moving!
4…5…6…
Hunt: What an Extreme match!
7…8…9…
Fortune: Ten!
The bell rings. Both men are literally knocked out cold. Blood covers their faces and chests, the ring is soaked in blood, and the EMTs are on their way out to help. They lift them both onto stretchers and begin to wheel them up the ramp when suddenly, Country moves. As they roll Pain, he moves too. Country shakes off the help and stands slowly as does Pain. Ref Fey informs them the match is over. Pain punches an EMT as he tugs at his arm to get him to sit back down on the stretcher. Pain glares at Country with a sadistic grin before cutting his finger across his throat. He pushes a security guard out of his way and walks to the back. Country looks at the crowd again and raises a fist slowly. The crowd bursts into cheers on their feet as Country falls back into the arms of an EMT. He pushes the stretcher away as they help him to the back.
Fortune: What a match by those two men! That honestly has to be one of the best matches I have ever seen here in GZW! Such energy given out by those two!
Hunt: They just didn't want to end it, did they?
Fortune: They certainly didn't!
Hunt: Damn it!
Fortune: What?
Hunt: This bet was only for Big Country winning! I didn't bet on a draw!
Fortune: (sarcastically): Gee...that's too bad!
Hunt: Shut up, Kandi!
Fortune: We’ll be right back! We have to get all this blood cleaned up and get us a new table!
---Commercial Break---
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---LightHeavyweight Championship: Pitfighter vs. “Lone Gunman” John Taylor---
(Pitfighter's theme song blasts through the PA system as the fans give a mixed reaction to the new comer, but most of them are cheering. Pitfighter comes walking into view at the entranceway. He continues to walk down the ramp until he reaches the ring. He walks up the steps, and walks around the ring apron. He then goes through the ropes, and into the ring. There, he runs up on the second turnbuckle, and posses for pictures from the fans. After a few seconds he hops off as the ref checks him for illegal objects.)
Hunt: Look at this guy. He has to be checked for objects! Wouldn't surprise me if he used any weapons to win a match.
Fortune: And John Taylor wouldn't?
Hunt: He is with HKWF, anything they do is right.
(John Taylor's theme music starts up, but is over thrown by the boos from the fans. The light-heavyweight Champion walks slowly down to the ring.
Pitfighter points at Lone gunman, and taunts him. Gunman walks around the ring as Pitfighter taunts him to hurry it up. Gunman takes his time, making Pitfighter even angrier. Gunman finally gets into the ring, and hands the ref his Light-weight Championship. Pitfighter wastes no time, and attacks Gunman right off the bat. The ref calls for the beginning bell.)
Fortune: Here we go. The bell has rang, and corruption begins.
Hunt: Yeah, corruption against Pitfighter. He doesn't stand a chance against the GZW Light-heavyweight Champion!
(Pitfighter starts the match off with a few punches to Gunman's forehead. Gunman takes a fall down to the mat as Pitfighter goes with him, continuing the punches. Gunman tries to fight back, but Pitfighter is not letting Gunman get away. Gunman then lifts up his leg, and smacks the back of Pitfighter's head. He finally gets off Taylor as he returns the favor. Pitfighter is now on the other end of the punches. After a few punches, Gunman grabs Pitfighter's head, and slams it into the mat. Gunman stands up, and taunts the crowd as they boo. Pitfighter regains his strength, and jumps up off the mat, and clotheslines the back of Gunman's head. Down he goes. Gunman crawls over to the ropes to get up. He takes a hold of them, but Pitfighter elevates him off the ground, holding his feet. He then tugs as Gunman's hands slip off the ropes, landing face first.)
Hunt: Illegal maneuver! Gunman had his hands on the ropes!
Fortune: He doesn't anymore.
(Gunman rolls around the ring, holding his face. Pitfighter waists no time, and picks up Gunman by his hair. He then tosses him off the ropes. Gunman bounces off, and comes back, slamming into a shoulder block from Pitfighter. He then goes off the ropes, and drops his leg across Gunman's throat. He keeps his leg on his throat, choking Gunman with the strength in his legs. Gunman hits the mat with the back of his shoe as the ref counts for Pitfighter to get off. He does as he is told, and stands up. Gunman lies there holding his throat in pain as Pitfighter makes his way outside of the ring.)
Fortune: What's he doing?
Hunt: Beats me.
Fortune: This match isn't a no DQ, and his is going for a chair!
(Pitfighter grabs one of the chairs, and tosses it into the ring. He slams the chair on the mat a few times signaling Gunman to get up. Gunman struggles to his feet as Pitfighter charges at him. The ref swipes the chair out of his hand before he could hit steal against flesh. Pitfighter stares at the referee for a while, giving Gunman time to revive himself. The ref tells Pitfighter that he is the official, and he does what he says. Pitfighter rolls his eyes in ignorance, and turns around. Gunman charges at Pitfighter, and knocks him down with an electrifying clothesline. Pitfighter gets up, but is knocked down again with a clothesline. Once again, Pitfighter gets up to his feet. Gunman bounces off the ropes and jumps high off the ground, and dropkicks the opponent down. Gunman stands above the man, and drops a few elbow drops. Gunman takes the first pin in the match up.)
One...
Two...
Th...
Fortune: Kick out by Pitfighter!
Hunt: Gunman wants to inflict more pain on his prey!
(Gunman slowly picks up Pitfighter by his head, and puts it between his legs. He signals for piledriver, then lifts him up, but Pitfighter wraps his legs around his head, and hits a hurricanranna. Gunman goes flying across the ring. Pitfighter and Gunman both lay on the mat, not moving. The ref checks up on both of them, then starts to count down.)
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
(Both man start to reach for the ropes, but not quite on their feet yet.)
Seven...
Eight...
(They are now back up. The two walk towards each other, and start to exchange blows. Pitfighter blocks one of Gunman's punches, and sends him down to the mat. Pitfighter bounces off the ropes, and jumps high above Gunman's body. Pitfighter comes down with an enormous elbow drop, but only to end up slamming it into the mat. Gunman starts to kick Pitfighter left and right. Gunman then picks up Pitfighter and tosses him into the turnbuckle. He charges at him, and hits Pitfighter with a turnbuckle clothesline. Pitfighter staggers around the ring of a while, but when he turns around, Gunman hits him with a neck breaker. He goes for the pin...)
One...
Two...
T...
Hunt: Slow count!
Fortune: Slow? I don't know what match your watching, but that count was perfectly fine.
Hunt: If Gunman didn't get the three count, then it wasn't fine!
(Pitfighter struggles back up as Gunman argues with the ref. John Taylor turns back around as Pitfighter charges at him, delivering a knee to the stomach. Gunman is now on his knees, clutching his stomach. Pitfighter takes advantage, and gives several ax handles to the back of Gunman's head. Taylor arches his back in pain as Pitfighter slams his face into the canvas. He stands Gunman up, and kicks him in the mid-section. Pitfighter looks to be calling for a powerbomb. He lifts Gunman up to where his body is hanging upside down. This time, Gunman wraps his legs around Pitfighters neck, and hits a modified version of a hurricanranna.)
Hunt: Deja Vu!
Fortune: Gunman returning the favor from earlier in the match up.
(Pitfighter flips right into the turnbuckle after the hurricanranna, with him now hanging up side down, trapped in the corner. Gunman goes to the opposite side of the ring, and runs at the upside down Pitfighter, then dropkicks him in the face. Pitfighter slides out of the turnbuckle, and rolls outside of the ring. Pitfighter slowly gets his strength back, and stands up, but to his surprise, he sees Gunman fly right at him with a suicide dive through the ropes.)
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA!
Hunt: They don't call it Light-weight for nothin'!
(Gunman and Pitfighter are both down outside. Gunman is the first to move, trying to get up to his feet. He picks up the unconscious Pitfighter, and rolls him back into the ring. Gunman picks Pitfighter up again, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. He calls for the charge, but gets nothing but a mouth full of turnbuckle, as Pitfighter moves. Pitfighter waits for Gunman to turn back around at him. When Gunman turns around, Pitfighter does a spinning spine buster, and falls back, still exhausted from the battle a few minutes back. Pitfighter staggers back to his feet, and goes to pick up Gunman. He then sends him into the other turnbuckle and runs at him, looking for a turnbuckle clothesline. Instead Gunman drops down, making Pitfighter taste the turnbuckle. Gunman kicks Pitfighter in the mid-section and delivers a snap suplex. Gunman keeps the headlock applied, and lifts Pitfighter up again, and does another snap suplex. Again, Gunman lifts Pitfighter back up, seeming to go for another suplex, but the tables turn. Pitfighter returns the favor with an impacted snap suplex. Pitfighter stands up and walks on the outside apron. Then he starts to climb the turnbuckle, still a little woozy. He gets to the top, and leaps off with a 450 splash, but Gunman moves out of the way, leaving Pitfighter landing on nothing but mat.)
Fortune: That didn't have to feel so good!
Hunt: Wait till Silencer gets locked in. Armpit will be screaming like a dog!
(Pitfighter grabs his stomach, and struggles for air, as the move knocked some out of him. Gunman grabs on the turnbuckle for support to get up. He rises to his feet, and walks over to Pitfighter and lays a few kicks to his ribs. Gunman picks the weakend man up, and tosses him off the ropes. When Pitfighter comes back, Gunman goes for a clothesline, but Pitfighter ducks it. Pitfighter stands behind Gunman, and hits an inverted Samoan drop (Angle Slam). Gunman is out cold. Pitfighter is trying to regain strength. He finally gets back up, and stands above Gunman. He the then mounts over his head, and viciously punches him. Pitfighter gets off of the helpless Gunman, and taunts around the ring as the fans give a semi-reaction to it. Pitfighter looks down at Gunman once more, then smiles wickedly. He grabs onto Gunman's legs, and applies...)
Hunt: Silencer (Sharpshooter)! That punk is doing Gunman's own finisher!
Fortune: What an embarassment!
Hunt: Armpit can't think of his own moves he has to use others!
(Gunman screams in pain as the ref checks up on him, asking him if he is ready to quit. Gunman refuses over and over. He then grabs the ref's shirt, and pulls himself up. He then trips Pitfighter, making him land face first. Gunman then gives Pitfighter a taste of the Silencer. Pitfighter screams in pain, and crawls towards the ropes. He grabs the bottom rope, but Gunman keeps the move applied. The ref tries to break the hold, but Gunman pushes him down every time. The ref counts down to five, and tries to pull him off again, but Gunman refuses. The ref has no decision but to call for the bell.)
Fortune: Pitfighter wins by DQ!
Hunt: He doesn't look like a winner does he?
Fortune: Gunman isn't letting go of the hold though!
Hunt: So. Whats the bad part of the situation?
(Pitfighter taps out ever and over, but Gunman shows no mercy. Many refs come running down to the ring, trying to get Gunman off of the defenseless man. Gunman lets go, and rolls out of the ring. He grabs for a chair, and gets back into the ring. He swings at all of the refs as the jump out of the ring for their own saftey. Gunman then pulls Pitfighter to the middle of the ring, and slams the chair across his back. After a few shots, he opens up the chair, and slides it between Pitfighter's leg, then applies the Silencer once more, with the pressure of the chair making the pain even more excruciating. The refs come into the ring, and finally get the crazed HKWF Hitman off of the unconscious Pitfighter. Gunman gets out of the ring, and grabs his Light_weight title, and makes his way up the ramp, looking down at the carnage in the ring with a sadistic smile on his face.)
Hunt: Gunman is a great athlete.
Fortune: He lost! Then to top it off, he used a chair!
Hunt: And what great athlete doesn't? He is even leaving with a smile on his face.
Fortune: He just so happy with himself now. I mean, beating a helpless man with a chair, and locking in a Silencer for quite a while is a great accomplishment!
Hunt: I would say so. For once you realize what Gunman is about!
---Pimp’s dressing room---
(the camera focuses in on a dressing room door, the door states “Pimp Bizkit” on the front of it, with a golden stuck on star by his name, as the camera pans out its sees Mickey “Mouse” Greer standing by the door, he knocks on the door)
Voice: who is it?
Mickey: errrrr hi its me Mickey “Mouse” Greer any chance of a promo before your match against Smooth tonight
Voice: come in Mickey!
(Mickey enters the room, to see three men sat down n chairs they are Pimp, Dean & Will)
Pimp: well go on ask your questions then we can get rid of you, you little rodent
Mickey: well time is closing in till your match against Smooth can we have your thoughts before you go into battle?
Pimp: its black and white isn’t it? I am going into this match quite obviously the fravourite, and I am intent on taking that title away from Smooth Legs, but why would you even accept a stipulation that basically guarantees you to get your legs waxed on TNT? eh? are you really that stupid? or is it because it will fulfill a life long fetish about having your legs waxed? thats what I think nobody would agree to a stip like that if they knew they were going to loose unless they wanted it done really, and Smooth that just makes me sick!
Mickey: ah but its a Smooth Rules match
Pimp: Smooth does not Rule how could you even think such a thought?
Mickey: no that type of match!
Pimp: you mean the added stips for the match, you see it isn’t a Smooth Rules match at all, I mean who gave him the right to put them stips together and give it a name that suits him? nobody thats who so after tonight the name of this type of match will change when I defeat you it would be better knows as a Pimps supremecy match! which tonight Smooth I have some pity on you because I will reign supreme, and you will loose both you gold, and your dignity, the only thing I shall leave you with is that HEBEAST crystal, that nobody wants anyway! she is just a Magic hand me down!, shes like second hand clothes cause nobody really wants them!
Mickey: thank you for the promo i’ll be on my way now
Pimp: good go on get lost rodent!
(Mickey leaves, and shuts the door behind him, but then he puts his head to the door)
Pimp: Smooth its time to meet your destiny!
---Announcers’ table---
Fortune: Up next we have yet another pair of guest commentators, Alex!
Hunt: Straight from GZW’s brother federation in Combined Championship Wrestling, it will be UwU’s broadcast team of Billy and Jennifer! Is everyone trying to get a job here at GZW?
Fortune: Take it away, Billy and Jennifer!
---Intercontinental Championship Match: Smooth Rules and “Loser Gets Legs Waxed” Match: “MidCard Killer” Pimp Bizkit vs. “Smooth Operator” Billy Bond---
*”You Don’t See The Signs” by Mark B and Blade kicks over the PA as Pimp makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He ignores them and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He pulls on the top rope to loosen up as his music fades.*
*”Smooth Operator” by Sade pounds through the arena as Billy Bond steps out onto the ramp with the IC Title around his waist. The fans cheer as he makes his way down the ramp. Pyros shoot off the stage behind him with every step he takes. He climbs into the ring as Pimp jumps him.*
Billy: Pimp getting the jump on Billy Bond.
Jennifer: Your right there Billy.
Pimp drops Smooth back down to the mat with several stiff forearm smashes. Pimp lifts Smooth up and whips him into the ropes. Pimp goes for a clothesline but Smooth ducks it and bounces off the far side ropes. On his return he goes for a cross body block but Pimp catches him and throws him backwards with a fall away slam.
Billy: Nice move there by Pimp.
Jennifer: Smooth’s my man so he can’t let me down tonight.
Billy: I think Smooth is Crystal’s man.
Pimp lifts Smooth to his feet and hits him with a stiff elbow to the chops leaning him up against the corner. He kicks him several times in the midsection knocking him down into a slouched position. He steps back and charges back in looking for a low spear but Smooth slides out of the way causing Pimp to run into the steel pole. Smooth rolls him up into a pinning combination.
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Two
Kickout
Pimp powers out knocking Smooth back into the corner.
Billy: Still to early in the match.
Both men get to their feet slowly. Both men get up and go toe-to-toe exchanging rights and lefts but Pimp blocks a right hand and thumbs Smooth in the eye. Smooth drops to one knee as Pimp nails a Tajiri style kick to the side of Smooth’s head knocking him to the ground. Pimp rolls him over and hooks the leg.
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Two
Kickout
Pimp leans back on his knees and begins to punch the side of Smooth’s head. Pimp gets to his feet and drags Smooth up. Pimp locks up with Smooth and drops him back down with a snap suplex. Pimp makes his way to the corner. He climbs to the top rope and waits for Smooth to get to his feet. Smooth staggers to his feet and Pimp leaps off delivering a missile dropkick to the chest of Smooth knocking him down. Pimp crawls over and hooks the leg looking for the win.
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Two
Kickout!
Billy: Smooth rolls the right shoulder.
Jennifer: Come on Smooth don’t let me down.
Pimp gets to his feet and stomps on the back of Smooth. Pimp goes to bring down another stomp but Smooth rolls over and grabs Pimps leg. He drops him to the ground and locks in “Smooth Operation.” (ankle lock)
Jennifer: Pimp has no choice but to tap now.
Pimp screams in pain as he reaches for the ropes. Smooth yells as he applies more pressure to the hold. Pimp grabs the back of his head as he tries to shut out the pain. Pimp reaches for the ropes again but can’t reach them. He screams and slams his hand down repeatedly on the mat as the ref calls for the bell to sound. Smooth releases the hold as he backs into the corner waiting for the ref to signal the next match.
Jennifer: Smooth just beat Pimp with the Smooth Operation.
Billy: Now Smooth has to pin Pimp and have him counted out.
Jennifer: No problem for the smooth one himself.
The ref calls for the bell to sound as Pimp gets to his feet. Smooth charges in and nails Pimp with a spear to the right leg causing him to flip over. Pimp holds onto his kneecap as Smooth gets to his feet and begins to stomp on it. Pimp reaches over and grabs the rope trying to pull himself out while Smooth continues his assault.
Billy: An aggressive side being shown by Smooth.
Jennifer: Wouldn’t you be aggressive with Pimp if he talked about your woman like dat?
Billy: What woman?
Jennifer: Well if you eva had one that is.
Pimp drags himself out of the ring and hopples around on the outside trying to get some feeling in it. Smooth charges at the ropes and leaps over wiping Pimp out with a massive plancha. The ref looks on as Smooth picks Pimp up and slams him face first into the pole. Pimp slouches to the ground holding his forehead. Smooth walks over and shoves the ring announcer out of his chair and makes his way over to Pimp holding the steel chair. He slams the chair on the ground waiting for Pimp to stand. He makes his way to his feet slowly as Smooth rears back and takes a swing but Pimp ducks and kicks Smooth between the legs causing him to drop the chair and slouch to the ground in pain. Pimp grabs the chair and slams it down on the lower back of Smooth.
Billy: Ouch! That had to sting.
Pimp slides into the ring as the ref starts his count.
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Two
Three
Four
Five
Billy: Smooth’s back on his feet.
Six
Jennifer: Get in the ring Smooth.
Seven
Eight
Smooth slides into the ring to break the count as Pimp drops a knee across his lower back. Pimp lifts Smooth to his feet and whips him across the ring into the corner. Smooth hits the turnbuckle and flips over the top to the outside. Pimp charges in and runs up to the top rope and leaps off nailing a senton bomb onto the lower back of Smooth.
Billy: What agility. We could use talent like this in the UwU.
Jennifer: No cheap plugs Billy.
Pimp stomps on the back of Smooth repeatedly causing him to squirm around on the outside. He reaches over and grabs the chair and swings upwards nailing Pimp in the face knocking him to the ground. Smooth uses the chair to push himself up then slides into the ring and rest in the middle of the ring. The ref checks on Smooth then starts his count.
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Two
Three
Four
Five
Pimp gets to his feet and makes his way up to the top rope unbeknownst to Smooth. Pimp leaps off and nails a massive splash to the chest of Smooth. He hooks the legs and tights as the ref makes the count.
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Two
Jennifer: He has the tights!
Three!
Billy: It’s even at one and one.
Pimp doesn’t wait for the bell to sound. He rolls Smooth over and applies a camel clutch on Smooth’s lower back. The ref calls for the bell signaling the match to begin. Smooth screams in pain as he reaches for the ropes. Pimp pulls back further on the hold as Smooth screams out in pain. Smooth tries to do a push up but the pain is too much so he slumps to the ground again. The crowd screams trying to rally Smooth as he tries to grab the bottom rope. Pimp screams out several taunts to Smooth as he pulls back on the hold.
Billy: How much more can Smooth take?
Jennifer: I don’t know. Smooth’s back is in a bad way here.
Smooth does another push up and starts to crawl towards the ropes but Pimp leaps up and drops both knees onto the lower back of Smooth knocking him to the ground. He pulls him back to the middle of the ring and applies the camel clutch again. Smooth reaches for the ropes but can’t find them. Pimp pulls back even further forcing him to slam his hand violently on the mat as the ref calls for the bell to sound. He forces Pimp to release the hold as he checks on Smooth.
Billy: One more win for Pimp and we’ll have a new IC Champion.
Jennifer: Smooth won’t allow that to happen.
Smooth pulls on the top rope getting himself to his feet as the ref calls for the bell. Pimp charges in but Smooth lowers his head and lifts Pimp and nails a back body drop throwing him out of the ring next to the announcer’s table. Smooth climbs to the top rope and waits for Pimp to get up. Pimp gets to his feet as Smooth leaps off and nails a clothesline off the top rope knocking Pimp to the ground. Smooth lifts Pimp to his feet and slams him face first into the table several times.
Billy: Come on Billy. Not our table.
Smooth lifts Pimp up and lays him on the table. Smooth nails him in the face several times with a right hand. He climbs back into the ring and climbs to the top rope. He turns around and leaps off backwards nailing Pimp with a moonsault through the table.
Billy: Our table! Smooth just demolished our table.
Jennifer: Get in the ring Smooth.
Smooth gets to his feet slowly and rolls into the ring as the ref starts his count.
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Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Billy: That’s it. Pimp hasn’t moved a muscle.
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten!
The ref calls for the bell to signal the end of another round. Smooth climbs out of the ring and lifts Pimp to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. He makes the cover and hooks the leg.
One
Two
Three!
Billy: Pimp got the shoulder up! How in the hell did he do that?
Jennifer: Nail him again Smooth.
Smooth lifts Pimp to his feet and whips him across the ring. He goes for a back body drop but Pimp hops over and bounces off the opposite side ropes. On his return he leaps up and goes for a hurricanrana but Smooth holds on and drops him down with the “Smooth Bomb.” He holds it for a pin.
One
Two
Thre….
Jennifer: Pimp kicked out. What is it gonna take to beat Pimp?
Smooth slams his fist on the mat several times then lifts Pimp to his feet. Smooth rocks his jaw with a stiff European style uppercut knocking him up against the ropes. Smooth rears back and knocks Pimp over the top with a massive right hand. He climbs out after him and whips him over against the barricade. He charges in but Pimp drops him down with a drop toehold into the wall. Smooth holds his face in pain as Pimp stomps away on him. Pimp lifts Smooth to his feet and begins to taunt him. He kicks him in the midsection and goes for a pile driver but Smooth blocks it and goes for a back body drop but Pimp blocks it and drops Smooth down with a pedigree. The ref slides out of the ring and tells Pimp to get back in the ring. He shoves the ref out of the way and makes his way back over to Smooth. He stomps away on the downed Smooth. The ref pushes Pimp back and yells at him to get back into the ring.
Billy: This is a no DQ match ref. Let Pimp do his job.
Jennifer: No the ref is stopping Pimp from killing Smooth.
The crowd erupts as Dean comes running through the crowd and hops the guardrail holding a chair. He waits for Smooth to get up then blasts him in the back of the head with the steel chair knocking him to the ground in a heap. Dean continues to bring the chair down on the lower back of Smooth while Pimp keeps the ref occupied. Baz comes running down the aisle as fast as he can. Dean sees this and jumps the guardrail and makes his way to the back with Baz on his heels. Pimp smiles then slides into the ring as the ref follows. He starts his ten count as Smooth lies motionless on the ground.
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Two
Three
Four
Five
Jennifer: Come on ref, Dean interfered.
Six
Billy: It’s no DQ so the ref couldn’t do anything.
Seven
Eight
Nine
Jennifer: Come on Billy!
Ten!
*The bell sounds as “You Don’t See The Signs” by Mark B and Blade kicks in. The ref hands Pimp the IC Title as he holds it above his head and begins to mouth off at Smooth. Pimp slides out of the ring under the bottom rope and makes his way to the back with the IC Title over his shoulder.*
---Backstage with Weston Bentley---
Weston Bentley is bumbling backstage looking for someone to interview.
Bentley: (looking around frantically) All that black coffee has got me pissing like a racehorse! Where are the bathrooms in this arena?
Bentley rushes down a hall and gets to an unmarked door. He burst into the door and inside the room is Angel, soon to be ex-wife of T-Rex. She has on all black and has a black mask in her hand which she was about to pull over her dyed brown hair with blonde streaks. Angel and Bentley both lock eyes. Bentley quickly slams the door and takes off down the hall.
Bentley: No it can’t be!
---Main Event: Steel Cage Match: GZW Heavyweight Championship Match: “The Desert Storm” Magic vs. “The Wicked One” Deacon Kane---
Fortune: And now, it is time for our main event! These men have been involved in a heated feud over the last two months or so!
Hunt: It’s not really a feud! Magic is just jealous that Deacon Kane is a better wrestler than him!
Magic comes down the ramp to uproarious pop from the crowd. Pyro and lights flicker off and on as “Bittersweet” rocks the M.E.N. speakers. From the crowd he takes a sign from a fan it reads: "Deacon can you handle the Storm!"
Entering the cage and diving into the ring, he acknowledges the crowd, going from turnbuckle to turnbuckle.
Fortune: Magic is looking to become the two time GZW Heavyweight Champion, a feat only ever accomplished by his close friend, T-Rex!
Hunt: Don’t you think it’s just great that T-Rex is now apart of Bad Influence?
Fortune: No he isn’t, Alex! T-Rex and Sincere are the Tag Team Champions, nothing more and nothing less!
“Hair of the Dog” rips through the speakers and Deacon Kane, the biggest Bad Influence member stands at the ramp with a look of contempt and overconfidence upon the crowd. He is holding the Heavyweight belt in his hand. As he struts down the ramp, from behind- a small figure runs down and grabs his ankle, causing Deacon to fall flat on his face.
Fortune: What the?!?
Giggles/Wylder stands above the fallen and humiliated Deacon pointing and laughing. Deacon jumps to his feet and pursues G/W down to the ring. G/W gets into the cage and locks the door, keeping Deacon out.
G/W, from within the cage makes a funny face and sticks his tongue out at Deacon.
Fortune: Giggles sure has been acting strange tonight!
The crowd joins in on the humiliation of Deacon. The chanting of "You Suck! You Suck" drowns out all other noise.
Fortune: Listen to these fans!
Hunt: Shut up! Shut up!
Deacon is seething with rage and embarassment. He paces the outside of the ring and grabs onto the corner post of the cage. He rocks it back and forth with such violent force the entire cage starts to wobble. From above there is a snap of rigging, the shrieking of metal, a corner of the cage gives way and folds into the ring. The stress from this causes the rest of the cage to collapse like a stack of dominoes.
Fortune: I would say that Deacon Kane is just a little peeved with Giggles/Wylder's actions!
Hunt: You always were the master of the obvious, Kandi! What in the hell is Giggles/Wylder’s doing anyway?
With the debris of the cage littering the ring area Senior Ref Richard Dark looks confused. Magic seems not to care. G/W continues to taunt the big man as Deacon climbs into the ring in hot pursuit of him.
G/W ducks under a grab by Deacon and heads for the crowd. Deacon tries to follow but at the ropes...
Fortune: It seems the Wicked One has forgotten who his opponent is!
Magic grabs Deacon by the shoulder and spins him around. Magic steps back and gives the "bring it on" signal with his hands. With a quick glance over his shoulder at G/W who is now well into the crowd and out of reach, Deacon charges in at Magic who slides to the side and brings Deacon down with a drop toe hold. Senior Ref Dark calls for the bell.
Hunt: Wasn't this supposed to be a cage match?
Fortune: Well Alex, the cage is still there, it's just in pieces around the ring!
Hunt: Isn't that convenient? Now Magic can have someone come and help him out!
Fortune: Magic can have someone help him out? Are you sure we're talking about the same Magic here?
Deacon gains his feet and the two men circle around each other in the ring. They clash in a clench. Magic winds up and tries to gain the advantage but Deacon shrugs him off and sends him wheeling backwards into the ropes. Deacon with a boastful muscle pose as Magic comes in again.
Fortune: Wrestling Deacon is like wrestling a living mountain of beef!
Magic tries again to gain the advantage. Magic with the slight advantage. He whips Deacon into the ropes. Deacon on the way back ducks low and hits Magic with a tackle that drops both men. They roll away from each other. Magic in the corner waits a split second before charging in with a clothesline. It rocks Deacon back but not down. Magic with another, Deacon still wobbles on his feet but doesn't fall. Magic hopes to make the third time a charm as he charges in. This time Deacon catches Magic and flips him through the air with a belly to belly that hushes the crowd. Deacon points to his head with the "I'm so smart" gesture. Then picks up Magic by the hair. Whip by Deacon and as Magic comes in on the way back he is greeted with Deacon's boot to the jaw, dropping the Desert Storm.
Fortune: Those shoes on Deacon have to be at least size 15! He takes up a city block with one shoe alone.
Hunt: You know what they say about big feet....
Fortune: Sure do, Alexander "size 5" Hunt!
A few stomps on Magic then an elbow to the lower back. Deacon picks up Magic and puts him into a bear hug. The pressure of Magic’s lower back increases ten fold as Deacon jumps up and down, further cinching in the hold.
Hunt: Yeah! Go for the back!
Fortune: By weakening Magic’s back, he won’t be able to execute the Final Destination!
Deacon does a running charge into the corner that sandwiches Magic, still in the bear hug, between the turnbuckles and his opponent. Deacon converts the bear hug into a belly to belly and flips Magic into the center of the ring. Deacon with the cover but only gets one as Magic kicks out.
Fortune: Magic has enough heart and guts to make up for any bad back, though!
Deacon stands Magic up and tires to whip him into the corner but Magic reverses the whip and sends Deacon into the corner instead. Deacon bounces right back out of the corner and is flipped over with an arm drag from a still groggy Magic.
Fortune: Wow! How did he get the big man off his feet?
Hunt: Even the blindest squirrel can find a nut sometimes!
Deacon back on his feet comes in on Magic leaning on the ropes. Down come those huge arms in double axehandles to the back of Magic. Magic starts to pound onto the mat like a nail.
Fortune: Magic on the comeback! What amazing fortitude!
Hunt: Keep hitting him, Deacon!
Magic grabs the second rope with both hands. He starts to pump his arms. His legs gather in speed. Each time Magic hits him the speed of his movements increases. Now holding onto the top rope, shaking the entire ring, with his legs pumping up and down, another blow. This only causes Magic to turn on Deacon and growl at him with an intensity that even the crowd hasn't see before.
Fortune: That sounded a lot like T-Rex!
Hunt: No...no no that wasn't T-Rex, that was just a growl of desperation! That's it! Desperation! Or maybe it was gas!
Magic with a chop to the chest. Deacon stumbles back a step, another chop another step back. Magic continues with the chops. The crack of each one louder than the last. The crowd chimes in with a chorus of "WHOOO!"'s
Hunt: What's with the "whoos"? There are no flabby chested senior citizens here! Space mountain is closed!
Deacon is two steps away from the corner, with a huge haymaker punch he tries to break the momentum of the dance of human flurry that is Magic. Magic dodges the blow and flips Deacon around with the momentum of the punch....
Fortune: Ohmigosh! What a move! Magic with a belly to back suplex! What power!
Deacon lies in the ring dazed from the suplex. Magic is pacing the ring, pumping his arms and legs and shaking the ring ropes. The crowd is chanting "MAGIC! MAGIC!"
Hunt: Ah, good here comes the cavalry!
At the ramp stands one-half of the World Tag Team Champions, Sincere, and the HKWF Heavyweight Champion, Monarch, who has a huge bandage on above his right eye. Also with them are two, mysterious men in hoods. Monarch motions for the men in hoods to get into the action. Monarch follows at a walk as the men sprint down to the ring. Sincere stands to the side of the stage nodding with an approving look on his face. Sincere taunts the crowd and shows them the belt he wears around his waist.
Fortune: Some champion he is! This is no way for a GZW champion to act!
Hunt: Oh yeah, I forgot. You are a mark for those goody goody!
Magic sees the impending arrival of the men in hoods and stands ready. As they come into the ring Magic charges in with a clothesline and flips one back out onto the floor. The other gets a kick to the gut, an overhead press, and then tossed into the approaching Monarch.
Fortune: Send them in, Sincere! Magic will send them all back!
Bad Influence stands at ringside not sure how to proceed. Magic waves them in, wanting to finish this here and now. Deacon stalks Magic from behind and grabs Magic by the back of the neck with both hands. Up and Down with a crash comes Magic.
Hunt: Wow! A reverse chokeslam! This guy is sooo innovative!
Deacon signals that the match is over, he taunts the crowd, gives a quick nod to Sincere and turns into....
Magic standing on his feet and right in his face.
Fortune: It's not over yet by a longshot!
Hunt: Damn! Stay down!
Deacon whips Magic to the far ropes and prepares to follow in with a clothesline. Monarch and the hooded men at ringside both grab at his feet, keeping him stationary. Deacon with a head of steam comes barreling in on Magic and connects with a vicious tackle that forces Magic out of the ring from between the top and middle rope.
Like a pack of dogs, Monarch and the hooded men assault their prey as Deacon distracts the Richard Dark.
Fortune: Oh come on! Not again! Where are Magic's men when all this is happening?
Hunt: Probably greasing their wheels and wondering about handicap access...HA!
Almost on cue, the Enforcers explode out of the back and down the ramp.
Hunt: Hot shit! It’s that nosy “Enforcer” T-Rex and “Fairplay Enforcer” Firefly!
Fortune: I’m surprised either of these men are out here after the beatings they both took earlier tonight in their respective matches! W
ith FF out in front, arm in a sling and shoulder bandaged, he peels off the two men and stands above Magic. Monarch and the hooded men step back and notice that FF is alone, hurt and surrounded. But barreling down the ramp with a baseball bat in each hand, comes T-Rex. With all the speed he can muster, and the extra help from the ramp, he collides into Monarch and hits both of the men in hoods in the back of the knees.
Hunt: What kind of crap is this!
Magic stands, gives a quick nod to the Enforcers and rolls back into the ring. Magic meets him as he stands and gets another double arm chokeslam before Magic can do anything. The cover...
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2...
Fortune: Magic kicks out!
Hunt: He is like Dick Clark! Does he ever die?!
Deacon with a few stomps to Magic. Deacon picks up Magic, throws him to the ropes and catches him in a sidewalk slam that removes the breath from both Magic and the crowd. The cover...
1...
2 and 3/4!
Magic with the kickout again! Deacon picks up Magic again, bends him over, picks him up in a piledriver position, takes a running leap and plants Magic like a fencepost in the mat. The cover...
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2…
Fortune: Magic is up again! The crowd explodes!
Hunt: I think that Senior Ref Richard Dark is counting slower each time!
Outside the ring FF and Rex have beaten back the Men in Hoods. Monarch stalks FF from behind and grabs him in a headlock. FF reaches down into his pants and pulls a small black object out. He reaches up for Monarch's arm....
Fortune: IT'S A STUN GUN! MY GOD! FIREFLY JUST JOLTED MONARCH WITH A STUNGUN!
Hunt: Hey don't you need a permit for those things? Arrest him! Arrest him!
Monarch reels backwards from the jolt. The men in hoods grab him and retreat up the ramp.
Magic in the ring, is always moving. Legs and arms pumping, his head shakes back and forth. Deacon grabs him and throws him to the ropes. A knee to the gut stops Magic in his tracks. Deacon signals for the "Wicked Way" hooks it and folds Magic in an Argentine Backbreaker. He walks away and calls the Senior Ref Dark over. With a sloppy cover...
Fortune: GREAT STEPHON ELIJAH! Not even a one count! Magic is up and on his feet! He has Deacon and whips him to the ropes!
Magic catches Deacon in a powerslam that rattles the ring and is accompanied by the "WHOOMMMM!" of the crowd. Magic war dances around Deacon. He gets to his feet, this time Magic whips him to the ropes. Magic crouches down....
Fortune: Magic just caught Deacon and has lifted him over his head in a gorilla press! Someone has definitely been eating his Wheaties!
Hunt: Blah Blah Blah... c'mon guys get in there and beat that little punk!
Magic with a press drops Deacon behind him...
Fortune: Here it comes...The blind elbow drop!...Senior Ref Dark with the cover!
1...
The Hooded Men and Monarch make a rush for the ring but the Enforcers with their weapons block them.
2...
Sincere, not caring about the Enforcers, starts to charge the ring, but he is too far away!
3!!!
Fortune: Magic has won this match! Magic is the new GZW World Heavyweight Champion! After the beating he took from Deacon Kane I'm surprised he can even stand let alone lift the big man up!
Hunt: Yeah who cares! I told you with the cage down Magic would be able to cheat!
“Dig” by Mudvayne rips throughout the M.E.N. Arena as John Profit, with cigar in mouth, and Fox Giovianni walk onto the entranceway. The Manchester crowd explodes with boos and jeers for the President of GZW and HKWF. Profit simply smiles as Magic, holding the GZW Heavyweight belt, T-Rex, and Firefly look toward the entranceway.
Profit: Seeing as this is the first ever pay-per-view in Manchester,
England, I cannot allow these great fans to be shortchanged. So in the interest of MY company, the main event will continue as a Last Man Standing match!
Fortune: Ohmigosh! We have already had a Last Man Standing match at the top of the show! This is great for the fans but Mr.Profit is totally giving Magic, who has rightfully won back the title, the royal shaft!
Hunt: Woohoo! Isn’t it great!
Deacon is near the ropes and rolls out of the ring. The big man tries to regroup out on the rampway, but the furious Magic runs to the ropes and wipes out the big man with a suicide dive out on the floor.
Fortune: Simply incredible as the match continues! This is the great action that can only be found here in the GZW!
Hunt: Hell yeah!
With that suicide dive, both men are laid out in the aisle. Senior Ref Dark has started his ten count. Both men get up slowly as the count reaches seven. Magic moves in toward Deacon, but the big monster grabs a camera from a cameraman and smashes it in the face of Magic.
Hunt: Ouch! Talk about 3-D television!
Deacon drops several clubbing forearms to the back of his opponent as he drags him up to the stage area. The fans are on their feet. Deacon lifts up Magic in the air in a powerbomb position on his shoulders. Deacon charges toward the Zero-tron with Magic on his shoulders, slamming the back of Magic's head against the video screen. While still holding onto Magic, Deacon turns to face the crowd and then plants Magic into the steel stage floor with a powerbomb.
Fortune: Ohmigosh! magic may never walk again after that!
Senior Referee Dark counts as Magic lays motionless on the stage. Deacon looks to the crowd as he slowly lifts Magic back up, stopping the Senior Ref Dark's count. John Profit and Fox Giovianni walk backstage as Sincere is battling a one armed FF. Monarch has regained his senses after the electrical jolt and is fighting T-Rex.
Fortune: What? Deacon's not done yet!
Morris: He's the GZW Heavyweight Champion! It doesn’t end until “The Future” says so!
Deacon lifts up Magic to his feet. Deacon is calling for something...the Final Destination! Deacon is calling for Magic's trademark move. Deacon lifts up Magic with their backs together. But Magic slips off and lands on his feet. Deacon turns around only to get hammered with stinging right hands by Magic. Magic has Deacon reeling. The Desert Storm then rips off a steel bar from the entranceway set. He smashes it over the head of Deacon.
Fortune: Deacon is wobbling, but he is still on his feet! He is only a few feet away from the edge of the stage too!
Magic then charges at the big man with every ounce of energy left in his body. Deacon then picks up the charging Magic and plants him into the stage with a high impact Farooq-style spinebuster.
Fortune: For the love of LaToi Mershay! What a spinebuster!
Deacon then signals for the end of the match. He lifts up Magic in a suplex position, while holding him, he then grabs a leg with each hand. Deacon holds Magic over his right shoulder, Magic's head on the shoulder while Deacon has a leg in each hand. Deacon turns toward the edge of the stage. Deacon runs and leaps off the stage and crashes through some tables, all of this while crushing Magic's spine in the...
Fortune: Wicked Way! Deacon Kane with a Wicked Way off the stage! This is insane! Deacon hurt himself on that move, but he may have permanently destroyed Magic's spine!
Hunt: With Magic on his shoulder like a rag doll, Deacon made like Rice Krispies on his spine! Snap, Crackle, Pop!
As the Senior Ref Dark runs down to the area below the stage, the fans are on their feet. He counts both men.
1...2...3...4
Fortune: Deacon Kane is starting to stir!
6...7...
Hunt: Deacon is up! Deacon is up!
8…
Fortune: But Magic is motionless!
9...
Fortune: Ten! Deacon Kane wins it! He wins this impromptu Last Man Standing match and is STILL the Heavyweight Champion! Someone needs to get some help for Magic!
Sincere, dragging Monarch, meets Deacon at the top of the entranceway as the Enforcers rush to check on Magic. EMTs quickly get to the wreckage as well. The BlackHearts stand triumph, holding there respective belts, as the Manchester crowd shower them with litter and boos.
---Announcers’ table---
Fortune: What a whirlwind of events at the second ever pay-per-view for GroundZero Wrestling 2K1! Many questions have been answered and many answers have turned into questions! It has truly been a Dark Horizon for GZW as Bad Influence showed us exactly the power that they wield in the federation!
Hunt: Isn’t it just great! Tate Troublesome and Pimp Bizkit are back together, not under Bad Company but as Bad Influence! The wrestling gods have smiled down on GZW tonight!
Fortune: Well on behalf of Alexander Hunt, I’m Kandi Fortune, thank you for tuning into Dark Horizon on Vicious K9 Cable on pay-per-view! We’ll see you Thursday for Thursday Travesty!
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