Introduction: The camera pans into a bustling metropolis.
The streets are crowded with people of Asian descent, walking, talking, trying
to get from point A to point B.
The camera zooms into a thermometer, in which the mercury is
near a brisk 80 degrees. An elderly woman, selling fruits amongst the many
vendors stands, wipes her brow with a beautiful silk scarf, while at the same
time she taps the thermometer.
There is a massive burst of wind throughout the street. The
mercury within the thermometer quickly begins to boil and bubble. The crowd
looks around in confusion, as they begin to shed their garments due to the
rising temperature.
The mercury within the thermometer explodes as there are
screams heard. A huge jade colored dragon swoops down and breathes fire and the
word…
Fireworks explode into a starry
night as several helicopters hover above. The camera scans showing the
Zero-tron and the connecting rampway to the GZW2K1 wrestling ring. Surrounding
that are countless numbers of fans waving an assortment of signs and posters.
Behind the crowd are trees and further still is a skyline of city buildings.
Sitting near ringside, wearing a
sky blue kimono dress, with her hair pinned up in a bundle is Kandi Fortune.
Next to her, dressed in a black tuxedo, is Alexander Hunt.
Fortune: HeatWave has invaded
Kowloon Park in the city of Kowloon, on the island of Hong Kong! Welcome
everyone to the GZW’s first ever pay per view! I must say, Alex, you are
looking very dapper in that tuxedo!
Hunt: Don’t I, though! Kandi,
you’re looking very “fortune cookie-ish” in that kimono!
Fortune: I guess I’ll take that as
a compliment coming from the likes of you! It has been a long journey to get
here, but finally the GZW is going to burn up Hong Kong with its’ wrestling
heatwave. Every wrestler on the roster will be showcased here tonight as well
as all the titles will be contested for!
Hunt: Talk about heatwaves, Kandi.
The fire is really burning between the four men involved in the
Heavyweight and Intercontinental
Championship hunts! The World Champ, Sincere, is putting his title on the line
against a man who many view as a founding father of GZW, Magic! But it is the
force of nature, the massive masked monster known as Wicked Ways, who feels
that it is he who should be competing for the Heavyweight title! It is this
reasoning why Wicked Ways called out Sincere on the past Manslaughter and
demanded a title shot. What the man-beast got instead was sledgehammer shots
from the GZW “Entertainment Franchise” Nathaniel Davis, who came out the crowd
to protect his brother-in-law!
Fortune: So instead of Sincere,
Wicked Ways gets to take on the Intercontinental Champion, Nathaniel Davis. As
far as the Heavyweight contest goes, I’m glad to see that the “Desert Storm”
has finally earned his chance to compete for the top prize in our sport today!
Hunt: Although I have really despised him since he first came into
the EWO/GZW, I have to hand it to Magic. He worked hard and now he gets to wrestle
for the Heavyweight gold. Even though he doesn’t stand a snowball’s chance in
hell, I have to give it up for the little man!
Fortune: With so much action ready
to explode, let’s switch over to our Thursday Travesty broadcast brethren, Dean
“Multi Talented One” Fisher and Will, to kick off HEATWAVE!!
Scene opens
ZeKe is walking through the backstage area minding his own
business and gets a cup of coffee starts drinking it. Then all of a sudden an
interviewer pops up out of no ware.
ZeKe: Bloody hell where did you come form under the coffee
table or something?
Interviewer: No from around the corner!!
Interviewer: Can I ask you a question?
ZeKe: Yeah
Interviewer: Why have you been acting so weird lately?
ZeKe: You want me to tell you!!
Interviewer: Yeah if it’s ok
ZeKe: Ok. Inside your ugly I can see that. All the time
I’ve cried is because it was time for me to. All this pain I’ve kept it in, but
it always escapes.
Interviewer: What?
ZeKe: I might be a little crazy, but one day you’ll fade
away?
Interviewer: What?
ZeKe: Shut up!!
Then ZeKe hit’s the interviewer and walks away with out
answering the question. Drinking his coffee, on his way to the ring.
Scene closes
---Len “The
Lizard” DeBreay vs. Zeke---
Dean: hello fight fans I am "the multi-talented one" Dean Fisher, and i am here with my fellow commentator Will, now why I get stuck with him I don't know, the only good thing about him is that its easy to laugh at him!
Will: okay point noted Dean!, and weww here is our first match up tonight as Wen the Wizard takes on Zeke, a debut for both men!
(Lens music begins to play on the PA system, and he comes out holding a bag, some sections of the crowd cheer, while others justy laugh as he begins to talk to his bag all the way down to ringside)
Dean: look at that wierdo, what a freak talking to his bag, what the hell has he got in there, some kind of pet Lizard?
Will: I don’t know Dean! but know we know what Dean thinks of him, what does he think of Zeke?
Dean: you seen this guy in his promo’s talk about sick, and Sadistic look at this guy he even has that look in his eyes, he’ll tear Len limb, from limb, and whatevers in his bag too!, HOOOOORRRRRAAAAAAAY!
(Zekes music then starts to play on the PA system, the crowd are booing, and as he walks down he looks into the crowd and he has a sadistic looking smile on his face, the fans respond by booing even more, he then points to Len, and then points down)
Dean: ahhhhhh yes Zeke yes, your right Len is going down, teach that freak a lesson, and then eat the stupid thing in the bag!
Will: know he wouwdn’t do that wouwd he?
Dean: why the hell not he stabed a chef with a fork because his burger wasn’t cooked enough!
(Len alows Zeke to enter the ring and then he offers a hand shake and turns his head, Zeke spits on his hand and then shakes Lens hand with the appropriate hand, the crowd let out a urrrrrgh sound)
Will: uurrrrrrrgh this Zeke is sick, damn he’s disgusting, Wen offers a fwiendship, and Zeke basicawwy throws it back in his face
Dean: he’s just showing him, that this game isn’t for wussies like Len, that its for real men like Zeke! who needs friends?, except if your Len?
(Len looks down at his hand and looks disgusted, he turns and looks towards his bag, and Zeke, blind sides him with a forearm to the side of Lens face)
Dean: Yea Zeke, get him show him whos the boss, kick his ass
Will: noooooo, not another bad guy trick, he has to pway dirty to get the advantage, whay can’t anybody fight fairwy these days?
Dean: cause it gets you know where and Len is finding that out the hard way! hahahahahaha
(Len swings a punch back at Zeke, but Zeke blocks it and then picks him up around his waist, and drives him into the turnbuckle)
Dean: yea baby, drive him into the corner!
Will: atweast its a wegal maneuver for once, by Zeke
(Zeke chops Len, and shouts “WOOOOOOOO” at the crowd, but then Len gravs hold of Zeke, and tosses him into the turnbuckle, and unleashes a fury of body punches, he then whips Zeke into the far turnbuckle, Zeke bounces off the turnbuckle, and Len hits a flying head scissors on Zeke)
Will: Wen is finawy getting into the swing of this match, can he buiwd on it?
Dean: are you daft or something Will?, Zeke is not stupid, he’ll soon be back on top of this match, you just wait and see
(Zeke turns his back to Len and Len the sends Zeke over the top rope with a dropkick to the back of Zeke’s head, Len then goes to the top and lands a hurricarina form the top rope on the outside, the fans let a roar of appreciation for the move)
Dean: there right by us now, and look at hthis cheating scoundrel Len, he has to take it to the outside referee,count him out, disqualify him even!
Will: what a move, he put his body on the wine there, with a cwazy high wisk maeuver!, these young wrestlers, just seem to waise the bar for high wisk maneuvers!
Dean: if they were smart, they wouldn’t! puting your body on the line like that is just plain stupid
Will: folkes, pwease don’t try this at home!, especiawy, these high risk manevers, but be safe and don’t do it at aww! these are twained athwetes!
Dean: yea teach the audience to be smart!, cheat to win!
(The referee begins to count both men out)
ONE............
TWO.........
(Len starts to get to his feet)
THREE.......
Will: it took a wot out of both men did the manuever executed by Wen
FOUR..........
(Len is too his feet, and he picks up Zeke)
FIVE..........
Dean: idiot, he might of won the match by count out, but nooooooooooo, he has too beat him in the ring, take a tip! Win however you can!
SIX...........
(Len rolls Zeke into the ring)
SEVEN.......
(Len also rolls into the ring)
Will: no double count out, here!, at weast we don’t get a damn count out!
Dean: well during tonight there will be a match between Union Jack, and T-Rex in a no DQ match!, finally we get to see union Jack take apart the bloody “enforcer”, and Former champion T-Rex!
(Len, then picks up Zeke, and whips him into the ropes, Len bounces off the opposite ropes, and goes for a spining heel kick, which he lands and then goes for a cover)
ONE........
Will: Wen, has the fwow in his advantage at the moment
TWO......
Dean: kickout Zeke
THREE.......
Dean: Zeke kicks out!, at the very last moment he manage to get his shoulder up, what resiliance Zeke has too
Will: yes he certainwy does have a wot of tawent, and I’m not going to take anything away from him, but Wen is also a very good athwete, and continues in this match to show why he is here in GZW, even though he may talk to his bag!
Dean: he belongs in the Looney bin, not a wrestling organisation, form crying out loud!, next we’ll be getting wrestlers from there too!
(Len picks up Zeke again, and whips him into a turnbuckle, he then goes looking to follow up with a smash, but Zeke, manages to get out of the way, and Len goes crashing into the turnbuckle, Zeke then counters with a neckbreaker, which then gives Zeke some time to recouperate, and the referee begins to count both men down)
ONE..........
Dean: get up Zeke!
TWO .....
THREE .......
Will: the second time in the match the referee has had to do a ten count!
FOUR........
(Zeke rolls over and places his arm over Len, and the referee makes the count)
ONE........
Dean: yes and our winner is
TWO........
Will: its not over yet
THREE.......
Will: kickout by Len
Dean: that has got to be a mistake!, does he have hick ups or something?
Will: a fair and square kickout by Wen!
(Zeke picks up Len and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Len revesrses it, but he ducks too early, and Zeke counters with a knee to his face)
Dean: yea re-arrangement off his face!
Will: thats not nice!
Dean: well he might be doing Len a favour, he certainly can’t look any worse than he already did!, Hey I have an idea for Len!, where a mask!
(Len stands up holding his face, and then kicks him in his mid-section, causeing Len to bend over, Zeke places Len between his legs, and puts his thumbs down to the crowd who respond with some booing around the arena)
Will: he shouwd quit taunting the fans and twy and finish the match off!
Dean: TRY!!!!!! what you mean try? this Len guy is easy pickings, for a guy like Len
(Zeke hits the Skit on Len, Len lies motionless on the apron, Zeke rolls him over and makes the cover)
ONE..........
Will: couwd Zeke be the first winner on the PPV?
TWO..........
Dean: just watch, the answer is obvious!
THREE........
Dean: our winner is Zeke, and lets just say this match was a very predictable one from my view!, a wierdo like Len, shouldn’t be let loose in a wrestling federation, he might HURT hiself, and whatever it really is in that bag of his
(the referee lifts Zeke’s arm in the air to signify that he is the winner of the match, as he does, he turns his focus to the bag that Len has brought down to the ring with him)
Will: nooooooo surewy not, surewy he wouwdn’t do something wike that, the bag has done nothing to him!
Dean: If Len was sensible, and didn’t want to harm it, then why the hell is he so stupid as too bring it too the ring with him, when he is wrestling somebody as psycotic, and as good as Zeke?
(Zeke, walks over to the bag, he picks it up, and has a sadistic look on his face, with a smile that seems to stretch from one ear to the other)
Will: surewy, not, come on, weave the bag awone! Wen alweady seem to be disturbed enuff as it is!
Dean: yea, come on show us his pet lizard!
(Zeke grabs hold f the zip, and as he does Len interviens with a spear and the crowd let out a roar of appreciation, Len grabs the bag, and quickly begins to make his way up the rampway)
Dean; Arrrrrrrrrrgh dammit! I thought we could of finaly showed the world that Len speaks to his pet Lizard!, but nooooooooooo, he has to spoil our fun!
Will: stop tormenting the poor guy!
(Zeke stands by the ropes and stares at Len as he makes his way up the enterence way, he looks furious)
Will: atweast Wen got away with his bag!
Dean: Damit, don’t remind me!, I think this one could be turning into a fued, with Zeke, who seems to be dead set on revealing his lizard to the world!, good on him!
Will: that dasterdwy man needs to be taut a wesson about wespect for your fewwow athwete!
---Backstage---
Milling around the catering table watching the monitors is Stuart “Touched By Greatness” Randle. He is dressed in a muscle shirt, baggy denim jeans, and his Timberland boots. Picking through the carrots and celery, he sees the end of the Len/Zeke match.
Randle: How pathetic these
f#ckin’ lames are! What is this
fed coming to?
Voice behind him: You will never
get to know, Randle!
Randle turns just as he is met
with a punch to the face from Wicked Ways, which sends Randle crashing onto the
catering table. Ways lifts Randle back up and powerbombs him through the
catering table onto the concrete ground again.
Ways: I am coming for you,
Sincere!!
---Ringside---
Fortune: Wicked Ways has just taken out Stuart “Touched By
Greatness” Randle!
Hunt: I said it last week on
Manslaughter, why would you want to piss off Wicked Ways more than he normally
is?
Fortune: Let’s get right back into
the action! Dean and Will, take it away!
---Freak Mauler vs. Little Show---
(Freak Maulers music starts to play on the PA system, he walks out to boos from the crowd)
Will: what in the hell is he doing out here?, his opponent Wittle Show has been weleased by the GZW this week!
Dean: yea finally the GZW did something smart, they got rid of the riff raff here in GZW, finally we can get some decent wrestlers some air time like this new guy Freak Mauler!
Will: Wittle Show was a twemendous athwete, that gave his aww for this company!
Dean: his all wasn’t good enough now was it?
(Freak, gets into the ring, and demands a micaphone be handed too him)
Dean: well it looks like we are going to hear a few words from freak!
Will: yet another wegular bwabber mouth
Freak: now I have recieved word that my match has been cancelled tonight wiv that Little Toe rag Little Show
(fans begin to boo the fact tnhat Little Show is no longer in the federation)
Dean: they shouwd be thankfuw that that we have rid of him, not boo
Will: Little Show is a gweat athwete that is wespected by the fans, and they are aww sad to see him go!
Freak: well its a scheduled match here at the PPV, so I would like! no I demand that I am declaired the winner!
(the fans boo again)
Dean: he’s right you know he is a winner, and Little Show is a looser, he was booked and should of been here tonight to forfil his last match!
Will: weww he isn’t competeing here anymore, and we are sad too see him go, he doesn’t have to wrestle here tonight infact he wasn’t even expecting to wrestle either!
(a referee comes from the backstage area, he looks cautious as he makes his way to the ring, as he gets into the ring he raises Freak Maulers hand in victory)
Dean: our winner Freak Mauler
Will: winner????, he didn’t even wwestle, he won because Wittle Show isn’t here! this isn’t fair!, not fair by one bit!, why can’t people win fair and square?
Dean: why play fair, when you can cheat to win?
(Freak Mauler, heads backstage holding his arms up victoriously, the crowd are showering him with boos)
Dean: these fans have no respect for a good athlete
---Willie Haire vs. Manic Depression---
("Pet names for genitalia" by Tom Green plays as Willie Haire
comes walking down to the ring. He seems to have a small plate in his hand,
with a brownie on top. He walks by Kandi and Alex, and sets the plate on the
table. Kandi smiles up at him. Alex looks at the brownie, examining it. Willie
rolls into the ring and sits down in the turnbuckle.)
Hunt: (Whispers to Kandi) What do you think he put in this? Crack, marijuana,
maybe even crystal meth...
Fortune: (Whispers back) I don't know and I don't plan to find out.
(Alex takes the plate with the brownie on it, and tosses it into the crowd.)
Fortune: I feel sorry for the person who got that.
Hunt: Kandi, we're in Hong Kong, all these people are on drugs anyways. So, we
actually gave them a present.
("Blood Brothers" by Papa Roach hits as Manic Depression comes
running down to the ring. Willie stands up, and charges at Manic. Manic ducks
the clothesline and starts to punch Willie, over and over. Manic delivers one
last punch sending Willie down the mat. Manic picks Willie up, and sends him
into the turnbuckle, then runs at him and jumps, slamming his two knees into
Willie stomach. Manic the goes to toss him in the opposite turnbuckle, but
Willie reverses it. Manic bounces out of the turnbuckle, and Willie charges at
him, seeming to go for Heat Seeking Moisture Missile (Gore), but Manic kicks
him in the face. Willie holds his nose as Manic lifts him over his shoulder,
and lays him out with a sidewalk slam.)
Fortune: That had to take his breath away.
Hunt: Good. His breath smelt bad. He must get it from those brownies.
(Manic picks Willie up, and through him into the ropes. Willie comes running
back and ducks Manic's forearm. Willie again comes running back, and leaps off
the ground, this time going for a forearm and hitting it. Manic lays on the mat
whiles Willie lifts up his legs, then jumps doing a double leg semi-low blow
(Like Jeff Hardy's ). Manic rolls around the ring as Willie points at him
laughing.)
Hunt: What is Willie laughing about?!
Fortune: I guess he thinks this is funny.
Hunt: Well no kidding! But what about?
(Willie picks up Manic and slaps him across the face like a girl. Manic just
turns his head, and stares into Willie's eyes, and uppercuts him. Willie walks
around the ring holding his jaw, then Manic runs at him, and does a sit-down
clothesline (Like Matt Hardy) Manic bounces off the ropes and executes a leg
drop across Willie's throat. Manic hooks Willie's leg and goes for the first
pin.)
One...
Two...
(Kick out by Willie. He now struggles up to his feet as Manic punches him,
trying to stop him from getting up. Punch after punch goes by, then Willie
blocks one and punches him back. Manic goes for another punch, but once again,
Willie blocks and punches. This happens two more times, then Willie starts to
punch Manic over and over. He grabs Manic by the hair, runs, then drops his
face into the canvas. Willie looks down at Manic and drops an elbow on the back
of his head. Willie picks Manic up, and through him into the ropes. Willie
bends over, but when Manic comes back, he does an implant DDT. Manic and Willie
lay on the mat motionless, so the ref begins the count.)
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven... (Willie makes his way to the ropes, and Manic is struggling to his
feet)
Eight...
Nin...
Hunt: Both men are now up! It would have been easier if they stayed down, and
spare us this match.
Fortune: I think it's pretty entertaining.
Hunt: Kandi, you don't get out much do you?
(Willie and Manic are now up. Willie runs at Manic, but he steps out of the
way. Willie runs face first into the turnbuckle. Manic then does a few forearms
to Willie's back, and sits him on the top turnbuckle. Manic steps on the third
turnbuckle, tucks his head under Willie's arm, and lifts him up, then dropping
him on his head with a super backdrop. Manic lays his arm across Willie's chest
for the pin.)
One...
Two...
Thre... (Kick out)
(Manic stands up, and starts to argue with the ref. While this happens Willie
gets back up to his feet. Manic then turns around to see Willie running at him,
looking for Heat Seeking Moisture Missile (Gore). Manic moves out of the way,
also pulling the ref. Willie hits the turnbuckle's cold steal. Willie Slowly
backs up from the turnbuckle holding his shoulder. Willie turns around, and is
kicked in the mid-section. Manic then hits Depression (Tiger driver 91') Willie
is out cold, and Manic goes for the pin.)
Fortune: It's over!
One...
Hunt: Thank God!
Two...
Fortune: Three! End of match, and your winner is Manic Depression
Hunt: It's about time too. Now, since we got the freak show part over with, we
can get on with the Pay-Per-View!
---Backstage---
Sitting outside the CHAOS THEORY © trailer is Christopher “CK” Karnage. Dressed in a grey jogging suit, he is watching wrestlers get ready. He has a disgusted look on his face.
Karnage: (talking to himself) Why
in the hell didn’t anyone else get booked for a match except Big Country and
Dameon?
Ways: (stepping in front of
Karnage, casting a huge shadow) Because you are not worth anyone’s time and
effort, Karnage.
Karnage attempts to stand, but
Ways delivers a big boot to the face of Karnage, knocking him back down. Ways
proceeds to stomp away on Karnage’s face until blood is pouring from his mouth
and Karnage is no longer moving. Big Country steps out of the trailer and locks
gazes with Ways.
Ways: Tell Sincere I’m still
coming!
---Surprise guest—
[Basildon,
camera in hand, knocks on a trailer door. A voice beckons him in.]
Basildon:
"Hi!
Am I in the right place? I'm here to do someone's prom... FIREFLY! Sh*t you
alright? You seen your mom yet?"
[Firefly
is in red jeans with a yellow T-Shirt, he is sat in a bare dressing room
looking morose.]
Firefly:
"No
Basildon: not yet. I have something I have to do first! Please just roll the
camera... I need to say something to everyone, not just you."
[Basildon
nods, and sets up the camera.]
Firefly:
"Hong
Kong, my home town, it's been a while... but the Firefly isn't here for
nostalgia. The Firefly isn't even here for the same reason that he originally
came here. there Firefly is here for answers!"
[Firefly
glares into the camera.]
Firefly:
"I've
done some extreme things in wrestling over the years. I've had some extreme
things done to me in wrestling too. But I have NEVER had to face the horror of
what I now have to face! Wrestling is a job, just a job, I pride myself at
being good at my job, but dammit, it's just a job! Now I find that someone has
to make it their whole life... that someone is me! This isn't about working any
more, this is about the Firefly's personal life! Someone has taken my job
and my personal life, melded them together and made them ugly, ugly beyond
belief!"
[Firefly
slams his fist on the table, and is getting upset rather quickly.]
Firefly:
"I
don't know who you are... but someone out there has become my mortal, hated
enemy! You know who you are! You know exactly what you've done. You also know
the repercussions! You're insane! I just cannot understand why you have done
what you've done, and I cannot begin to understand what kind of a sadomasochist
you are!"
[Tears
are now running down Firefly's cheeks, and his voice is becoming more and more
high pitched.]
Firefly:
"When
you attacked my mother and hospitalised her, you knew what you were doing!
She's an old woman, and you know you could have killed her with what you
did! You knew how I would react, yet you did it. Bravery, foolishness,
cruelty, arrogance, insanity... I don't know why you did it. Dammit! I will
find out who you are, and I will bring down the power of Hellfire... the heat
of the Firefly... the retribution of a man angered beyond words."
[Firefly
turns away from the camera and paces. Basildon takes the focus back, and
gives the camera a profile. Firefly turns to the camera and points to it, his
face contorted with grief, anger, guilt, and hatred.]
Firefly:
"Dammit!
I wasn't there to protect her! I wasn't there when she needed me! I wasn't
the son I should have been! All this just to go on some wild goose chase
for an old man who obviously doesn't give a sh!t about me! Well I say to
hell with Masato Anjor! Damn him, damn me, and by God, damn whoever did
this!"
[Firefly's
arm drops, his face just shows exhaustion. He looks up.]
Firefly:
"I
will find who did this... I just don't know what I will do to them when I
do..."
[Firefly
doesn't move. After a few moments, Basildon stops the tape.]
Basildon:
"Sho..."
Firefly:
"Basildon,
please give me moment... I think I need to be alone for a while."
[Basildon
turns to leave.]
Firefly:
"But
I'll need to talk to you a bit later, okay?"
Basildon:
"Sure
thing, Sho."
Basildon
leaves, and Firefly breaks down.
---Hardcore
Match: Lance Hell vs. Big Country---
Dean: next up we have Lance Hell taking on Big Country
Will: and we have had word that a stipuwation has been added to the line-up
Dean: yes this match will now be a hardcore match!!! woopey, I love these kinds of matches, we get too see sum real kick ass beatings
(Lance Hells music begins to play on the PA system, he come out, but isn’t met by much of a reaction from the crowd, as he gets to the ring, he pulls out a fire extinguisher, and a garbage can and throws it into the ring)
Dean: Now I foresee this new guy, he really does seem to have some talent!
Will: He just wooks wike another cheat to me, it seems that he is teaming with Fweak Mauler, and if he’s as ignowant as he is, then he’s bound to be diswiked!
Dean: another good newcomer is Freak!
(Big Country’s music then begins to play on the PA system, the crowd greet him with a chorus of boos, he looks out into the crowd and reads signs like “how you know T-Rex ain’t the Daddy?”, he is carrying a garbage can down to the ring with him, and it contains some street signs, a broom stick, and a mop)
Dean: yeaaaaa I love this guy look, at him, he’s sided with the Theory and now he is ready to go places, he can tear apart the talent in this fed
Will: another cheater, he has to win by the numbers game instead of actuawwy winning fairwy!, and then throws round accusations that the twins that Angew is having don’t bewong to T-Wex!, how sickening is this guy?!
Dean: he’s just speaks his mind!, besides if Angel is anything like T-Rex, then we all know that she’ll be a lowlife, and the twins could be more or less anybodys
(Big C, throws his garbage can, and the equipment inside into the ring, Lance dodges the can coming into the ring, and Big C, makes his way onto the Apron,. but is quickly knocked off the apron with a running knee by Lance, and Lance goes through the ropes to the outside, and picks up a trash can lid, from inside the ring)
Dean: this match has started with a BANG!, as the action spills to the outside, remember, anywhere falls in these king of match ups!
Will: Wance with the earwy advantage here!
(Lance the whacks Big C over the head wiuth the trash can lid, then taunts a fan with it, the fan takes to it a pushes Lance away, Lance seems shocked, and threatens to hit the fan with the trash can lid again, but before he can Big C interviens, and knocks him down with a running larriot)
Dean: hey whats the fan doing, we have got the Kung Fu fans going crazy, and they seem to be trying to participate in the match!
Will: yes weww we do not and Wiww not condone actions of the fans, the fan is wucky they have not been thwown out of the awena!
(Big C, picks up Lance and sends him over the security rail, into the crowd, Big C follows him over)
Will: this match is now spiwwing into the cwowd,but anywhere fawws in this hardcore match!
Dean: yes thats right, as Big C, takes it into the crowd, to give it to Lance, lets just hope threre are no more morons in the crowd that are going to get involved in this match up!
(Big C right hands Lance up the first five steps, and then head tosses him up onto row 13, 7 steps higher, the fans are going crazy)
Will: the fans are reawwy getting emotionawy invowved in this match!
Dean: yes and I’m loving it too!, but these two men are great athletes and wouldn’t wike to predict a winner!
Will: there reawwy taking it too each other, but Country seems to be getting the best of it, and wiww Wance be able to stay in this bwutal match?
(Big C picks up Lance and places his head between his legs, and motions that he is going to powerbomb Lance on the steps, but Lance counters into a back body drop, and sends Big C, a further five rows up, onto Row 18, and Lance makes the cover)
Dean: Oh my!, that must of had some serious effect on Big C’s back, the steps could have broken him in half!
ONE.......
Will: they certainwy couwd of, but I can’t wook, this match is way to bwutal for somebody wike me!, these types of match, are seriouswy going to shorten a mans caweer!
TWO......
Dean: yes but there is pride at stake in this match!
THREE.....
Dean: no kickout by Big C there!
Will: o damn I thought we might of had the match over then I couwd open my eyes without being howwified!
Dean: soft get!
(Lance, then walks over to Big C, and picks him up into the samoan drop type position on his shoulders, and carries him down, an exit, into a section of Kowloon Park where the vendors are selling GZW souvenirs)
Dean: taking this match backstage now!
Will: and both of these two are both giving it there aww but who wiww eventuawwy come out on top?
(Lance then begins to ram Big C, who is on his back into a wall twice, and on the third time he rams him into the wall, Big C, falls off Lance’s back, and to the ground, Lance makes a cover)
ONE........
Will: another cover, maybe we can get it over with now?
Dean: though you were keeping you eyes shut, but obviously you’re very much aware of what is going on in this match up, quit peeking between your fingers!
TWO........
Will: the second cover in this match wiww it be enough?, I certainwy hope so!
THREE.......
Dean: no no no, this match is very much alive
(Big C grabs hold of Lances top, and rolls over send Lances head into the wall, the cover is broke, and Big C makes a cover of his own)
Will: what a nice counter by Big C there, using his initiative to kick out, but was it wise to continue with this match?
ONE...........
Dean: wooooo, very nice idea indeed
TWO............
Will: please let there be a winner this time!
THREE......
Dean: no, Lance has kicked out this time!
Will: doh!
(Big C picks up Lance, and he whips him through the admission gates, which opens Lance goes flying out of the gate straight onto the Car Park)
Will: oh no, it just gets worse and worse, anything couwd hit them now, from a car to a heavy good vehicle!
Dean: I think being hit like Big C is like being hit by Heavy goods Vehicle! if not worse!
(Lance uses a car directly in front of him to prop himself up on, Big C begins to charge at Lance, but Lance climbs up onto the top of the car, and then onto a lorry, to escape from Big C)
Will: Big C is running away! HOOOOOOORAY!, no more viowence pwease!
(Big C follows Lance up onto the top of the Lorry)
Dean: but look what where he ahs gone, there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run now for poor Lance!, the game is about to end for him!
Will: oh no, more bwutality!!!
(Lance looks off the edge of the Lorry, to see a verticle drop he then looks back at Big C, who is coming closer, he turns and Lance and Big C begin to exchange blows)
Will: I can’t watch!
Dean: you better, I can’t call this amazing, exciting match on my own, look we could see a shortening of ones career here!
Will: and you wonder why I can’t watch!
(Big C, and Lance are exchanging blows and are coming ever closer to the edge of the lorry, until Lance lets out a huge swing that gets blocked by Big C, he hits a head butt in return, Lance looses his balance on the edge, but manages to grab hold of Big C, to stop himself from falling)
Will: whoa no!, wook how cwose that was, it unbearable to see two gweat competitors going at it wike this!
Dean: yesssssss its damn exciteing, but grabbing hold of Big C is not going to do Lance any favours now is it?
Will: no he actuwwy wants him to faww! sick man!
(Big C, then hits Lance with a knee to his mid-section, again almost causing him to fall, but Big C places his head between his legs and picks him up into the powerbomb position)
Will: (cringing) oh nooooooooo
Dean: yes, what a devestating move this will be!
(Big C, brings Lance down with velocity, down onto a car that is parked below)
Will: ewwwwww, that has just busted the entire of Wances, back open, he must be unconcious after that!
Dean: hahaha, pain is the name of the game, and Lance has just learned it the hard way!, but he will never forget this night!
Will: his debut too!
Dean: yes and I think everybody will remember Lance Hells debut here in the GZW, as it might very well be his first and last judging by the carnage that Big C, has left of him
(Big C climbs down the Lorry fairly slowly, he then lays on top of Lances body, and the Referee makes the cover)
ONE........
Will: ah well its surewy over now, Wance Heww wived up to his name in this Hewwacious battle, and it was Heww for me too!
TWO.........
Dean: one of my favourite matches I have had the privilege to commentate on, please learn from this people on the roster, I want no more damn goody goody match ups where you both respect each other!
THREE
(Ding, ding, ding)
Dean: our winner, is Big Country, a member of Chaos Theory ©!, could this possibly be a sign of things to come for tonight?
Will: please no more fights wike that one!
Dean: more, more, more!, I want more matches like that!, lets take it too the Extreme tonight!
Taking giant strides down the rampway, Wicked Ways climbs over the top rope and grabs the unsuspecting Big Country around the back of his neck. Ways lifts Country high into the air and slams him face first outside the ring onto the cobbled stoned ground. The crowd is awestruck as Wicked Ways makes his way back up the rampway and into the back area.
Dean: now that WAS Extreme!
---Vital Runner vs. Soul Shaker---
Fortune: Wicked Ways is on a one-
man mission to totally destroy CHAOS THEORY © in his quest to reach Sincere and
the Heavyweight Championship!
Hunt: Today might not be the best
day to say you are down with the Theory!
(Silence is heard throughout the arena when suddenly a big explosion
blast at the entrance way. When the smoke clears, Vital runner comes into view.
He makes his way down to the ring with the crowd semi-cheering him, not really
knowing who he is. Vital rolls into the ring, then stands in the middle of the
ring, and waits for his opponent. A few seconds pass, and "Ministry"
by Dane Greace plays, and Soul Shaker comes running down to the ring. He slides
in, and goes strait for Vital. Soul Shaker hits one clothesline after another,
making Vital Runner weak in the beginning of the match up.)
Hunt: That's a way to get them. Weaken them up, than put them out of their
misery.
Fortune: Vital Runner should have been more aware.
(Shaker finally has Vital down. Shaker bounces off the ropes, and jumps high
above Vital's body. Shaker comes down with an enormous elbow drop, but only to
end up slamming it into the mat. Vital starts kicking Shaker let and right.
Vital then picks up Shaker, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. He charges at
him, and hits Shaker with a turnbuckle clothesline. Shaker staggers around the
ring of a while, but when he turns around, Vital hits him with a neck breaker.
He goes for the pin...)
One...
Two...
(Kick out by Soul Shaker. Vital picks Shaker up again, and tosses him into the
same turnbuckle as before. He charges at Shaker, going for the same
clothesline, but Shaker moves out of the way. Vital now staggers backwards from
out of the turnbuckle. Shaker brags him from behind, and executes a backdrop
suplex. Shaker wastes no time picking him up. Shaker then tosses Vital into the
ropes. When he comes back, Shaker hits him with a tilt-a-whirl-slam, drilling
Vital into the canvas. Shaker goes for the cover.)
One...
Two...
Th...
Fortune: Kick out by Vital Runner. They sure do pin each other early in the
match.
Hunt: That's to see if they can handle the rest of the match. Vital Runner
should have stayed down or else he'll end up in the Soul Breaker.
Fortune: But this young new athlete doesn't want to quit. He wants to prove
that he belongs here in GZW.
(Shaker picks Vital Runner up. Vital tries to escape by punching Shaker in the
stomach. Shaker looks to be weakening, but then slams his two fists into Vial's
back. Shaker picks him up again, and puts him in a front headlock. He hooks
Vital's arm over his head, and lifts him into the air. There Vital Runner hangs
upside down, stalling above Shakers head. Shaker then drops Vital down with a
vertical suplex. Shaker picks Vital up again, but this time Vital gives Shaker
a low-blow. The ref doesn't see it. Vital Runner then grabs Shaker from behind
with a waist lock. Vital then tosses Shaker over his head with a German suplex.
Shaker hits the mat hit impact. Vital looks around the arena, then calls for
the finish.)
Hunt: Looks like Vital want's to end this early.
Fortune: Well, once you get that chance, you have to take it.
Hunt: Yeah, especially on Shaker. There are very few times when you have a
chance to finish him off.
(Vital Runner lifts Shaker to his feet. He then kicks him in the mid-section,
and delivers Vital Drop (Piledriver). Vital walks around the ring, acting like
he has it won already. When he turns around, to his surprise, he sees Shaker
standing in front of him. Shaker punches Vital, sending him half way across the
ring. Vital stands back up, and checks to see if his jaw is in place. He then
charges at Shaker, but before he could do anything, Shaker lifts up his leg,
and knocks Vital down with a big boot. Shaker picks Vital up, and tosses him
over his shoulder.)
Hunt: It's coming! Shaker wants to finish it right here, right now!
Fortune: If he hits this, it's over!
(Before Shaker could slide Vital down, Vital pushes him away, making the
escape. Shaker goes face first into the turnbuckle. When Shaker slowly turns
around, Vital hits him with a DDT. Shaker now looks to be out. Vital Runner now
goes to the top rope. He leaps off, looking to go for a body splash, but when
he lands, he is caught across the throat by Shakers hand. Shaker stands up with
his hand wrapped around Vital neck. Shaker lifts Vital into the air, but Vital fights
back, kicking Shaker in the chest. Shaker finally lets go of the choke as both
men fall to the ground. Vital lays on the ground for a while, trying to catch
his breath. The ref starts to count.)
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
(Shaker sits up, and Vital reaches for the ropes.)
Seven...
Eig...
(They are now both up. They stare each other in the eye for a few seconds, then
go into a fist fight. Back and forth they punch each other. They start to get
tired by the punch. The punch rate starts to slow down, with both of them
getting weaker.)
Fortune: It looks like they are going to double K.O. themselves. You can just
see that they are getting weaker.
Hunt: So am I. Just watching the punches go back and forth makes me tired.
Fortune: Just listening to you makes me tired.
Hunt: Shut it Kandi!
(Back in the ring Vital is now getting the better end. He punches Shaker over
and over. He goes for one last punch, but then Shaker blocks it, and ends the
punch fest with a clothesline almost decapitating Vital Runner. Shaker picks up
Vital, and tosses him over his shoulder again. Vital tries to escape, but
Shaker still holds on. Shaker then runs at the turnbuckle, and slams the back
of Vital's head into it. Shaker then gets into the middle of the ring with
Vital still over his shoulder. He lets him down slowly, and hit...)
Fortune: Soul Breaker! (Tombstone)
Hunt: You know it's over now!
(Shaker covers Vital with the pin.)
One...
Two...
Three...
Fortune: There's the end of that match.
Hunt: Yeah, one more match taken off the countdown!
Fortune: What countdown?
Hunt: the countdown to Magic's last match.
The lights in the park dim as “Voodoo Child” by Jimi Hendrix erupts from the sound system. The Kowloon fans are on their feet expecting a hero which they thought they would never see again.
Fortune: Now that is a tune we
haven’t heard in awhile, Alex!
Hunt: I thought that Samuel Knight
retired last month? Some guys just can’t get enough ass whoppings!
Pyro explodes at the entranceway
as a figure steps into the shadowed smoke. The lights brighten and standing on
the entranceway is Jason ArcAngel, resplendid in a white suit. His white hair
is pulled back into his trademark ponytails. The crowd explodes with a face pop
for the Collective member and Heaven’s Angel.
Fortune: The fans here in Kowloon
Park are on their feet for Jason ArcAngel, one half of the tag team supreme,
Heaven’s Angels!
Hunt: I have no idea why? I mean,
ArcAngel left his partner, Samuel Knight, to fend for himself. If ArcAngel
would have been here and not running around overseas, Knight wouldn’t have
gotten the bejeezus beat out of him by Soul Shaker and his shovel!
ArcAngel: (mic in hand) Soul
Shaker, listen up!! The Avenging Angel is here!!! (the crowd cheers) I’ve come
back home to GroundZero Wrestling to avenge the injuries you caused to my
partner and friend, Samuel Knight. So the next show when we get back to the
United States, be prepared for an all out war!!
Shaker looks up at the entranceway,
speechless as the crowd is roaring their approval. “Voodoo Child” plays again
as ArcAngel walks backstage.
---Backstage---
[Firefly
has cleaned himself up, and is walking backstage towards a trailer. He knocks,
and the voice of Smooth beckons him in. he enters and Smooth, Basildon and
Crystal are sat down watching a video.]
Firefly:
"Hi...
is it okay to talk to you for a while?"
Smooth:
"Hey
I guess... I hear you did something of an emotional promo just."
[Firefly
smiles briefly.]
Firefly:
"You
could say that! Look I like you all, but I'm not leaving any stones unturned.
Where were you the night my mother was attacked?"
Crystal:
"Woah
Murakame! Your talking to the two people who saved your mom's ass that
day."
Firefly:
"I
know, I'm sorry, but I need to eliminate everyone here: even people like
you!"
Basildon:
"Where's
your trust Sho? You know we got no problem with your mom and you now! I thought
we were friends!"
Smooth:
"Well first Murakame, you can eliminate the Smooth Operator. Look at that
screen!"
[Firefly
looks at the screen: it's Smooth's scene in the Mars Wars films.]
Smooth:
"These
are demo tapes... look at the date and time in the top corner. there aint no
way I could have been in your mama's restaurant."
Firefly:
"Thank
you Billy. I appreciate it! I'm sorry I had to ask."
[Smooth
cocks his head and shrugs.]
Smooth:
"I
just hope you find the bastard!"
Crystal:
"I
don't like this, but I can see your point Sho. I was at home watching TV
and eating ice cream... I was... I was..."
[She
pulls a face.]
Crystal:
"I
was missing Billy, okay?"
[Smooth
smiles, and puts his arm around her.]
Crystal:
"Then
Baz phoned me, picked me up, and then we found her!"
Basildon:
"And your
mom's cell phone phoned me at the exact time of the attack. I phoned
Crys five minutes after that. Crys lives at least fifteen minutes away
from the restaurant and couldn't have got back in time to have been the
attacker."
Firefly:
"Thank
you... that makes sense. Sorry Crystal. How's about you Basildon?"
Basildon:
"Whaddaya
mean! I was the one she phoned!"
Firefly:
"Doesn't
mean you couldn't have gone to Crystal's and then returned to the scene if you
had attacked her!"
[Basildon
looks angry, and is about to say something.]
Smooth:
"Chill
Baz, let the man eliminate you... however unlikely it is you did it."
[Basildon
glares at him.]
Basildon:
"You
wanna know where I was?"
[Firefly
nods.]
Basildon:
"You
really wanna know where I was? Do you? Do you really want to know where I was?
I'll tell you... I was at a strip joint! The Cobra Club! Okay? Happy? I can get
the doorman to vouch for me if I must: I knocked him over as I ran to my car to
save your mom's ass! Okay?"
[Smooth
and Crystal smirk, but then think better of it when Firefly looks at them.]
Firefly:
"Thank
you Basildon... I will check on that."
[Basildon
rolls his eyes; Smooth and Crystal smirk.]
Firefly:
"Thanks
guys... thanks for your patience."
Smooth:
"Sure..."
[Firefly
leaves quickly.]
Smooth:
"There
you see a stressed man. Makes my niggle about Wick seem a bit insignificant
really. You know... I think I'm just gonna sit in the audience and watch the
show tonight... to hell with Wicked Ways! I can hit him with the smooth beating
of his life on Manslaughter..."
---Gangzta vs. Maxx Steele---
Fortune: Up next will be Gangzta taking on the big man, Maxx Steele!
Hunt: This match up is like the battle of the “who gives a sh!t” giant wrestlers! Speaking of who gives a sh!t, that goody goody Firefly is harassing everyone backstage about who humped, I mean attacked his mom!
Fortune: Must you insult every wrestler on the roster?
Hunt: No! Just the ones that deserve it like Gangzta and Maxx Steele!
Fortune: I’ve just received word that the loser must leave the GZW! So this makes this match more than about pride, but about careers.
Hunt: About time the Executive Committee starts taking out the trash!
As Ganzta is already in the ring loosening up, Steele makes his way to the ring, minus Maxxine. No nonsense and all business, Maxx Steele walks down the ramp to the ring as the fans cheer for him.
The bell rings signaling that Referee Sonny Bright is ready for the match to begin. Steele charges and sends Gangzta flipping in the air with a clothesline.
Hunt: When was the last time Gangzta even did a promo?
Steele lifts Gangzta back up to his feet. Release northern suplex by Steele. Steele lifts up his opponent and sets him up in the tree woe. Steele stomps away at Gangzta’s midsection. Steele runs at him and nails Gangzta in the midsection with a knee.
Fortune: I truly don’t understand why a lot of these guys join the ranks, fight in one or two matches, and then just disappear without at trace?!
Hunt: Yeah! And those same idiots expect title shots!
Steele lifts Gangzta to his feet. Short arm clothesline by Steele. Steele with the cover.
Ref Bright with the count.
1 .. 2 ..
Steele pulls him back up, stopping the count.
Fortune: Maxx Steele could have had the match won already!
Hunt: He’s just putting on a clinic! I kind of like this meaner side of Cartoon boy!
Steele lifts Gangzta back up to his feet. Big boot to the face, drops Gangzta to the ground. Steele lifts up Gangzta by the waist face down and delivers an inverted face first sideslam . The cover.
1 .. 2 ..
Fortune: Maxx Steele pulls Gangzta back up again!
Steele lifts Gangzta back up to his feet. The fans seem slightly confused of Steele’s vicious arrogance. Steele gets behind Gangzta, who can barely stand up. Steele locks in a submission move that has his right arm around Gangzta in a half nelson as his left arm wraps up Gangzta in a chicken wing. Steele then locks his hands together.
Fortune: Maxx Steele showing some innovative maneuver! It can only be described as a half nelson and a half chicken wing! Gangzta is yelling out! He quits! Maxx Steele wins the match in convincing fashion!
Hunt: I guess Gangzta is out of the GZW! Good riddance!
Steele has a serious expression on his face, as Ref Bright lifts his arm in victory. He leaves the ring, but on the way out, he steps on Gangzta’s face.
Fortune: Something tells me Maxx Steele’s path of destruction begins here tonight at HeatWave!
---“CareerMaker”---
Firefly
knocks on another trailer door. There is a loud cry of "WHAT?!"
Firefly enters: it's the trailer of Nathaniel "Careermaker" Davis.
There is a sledgehammer on the table.
Davis:
"The
Firefly! Long time no see in GZW... you weren't missed!"
Firefly:
"I'm
not here for 'pleasantries' Davis! I'm here to eliminate you from my
investigation."
Davis:
"What?
What investigation. Look Murakame, I've got an important match tonight... just
get out!"
Firefly:
"Where
were you on the night my mother got attacked?"
Davis:
"Don't
know; don't care! I’m the Entertainment Franchise!"
Firefly:
"You
will care!"
[Firefly walks
towards Davis. Davis goes for the sledgehammer, and swings at Firefly. Firefly
jumps out of the way and gets into a martial arts stance.]
Davis:
"If
it weren't for my match tonight, I'd smash your skull for your
cheek! Seeing as I don't want to waste my energy on a loser like you,
so I'll tell you. That night I was already in Hong Kong! Surely if you were up to date on your GZW
information, you'd know that! Hell talk to Mouse: that's my alibi... now get
the hell out before I have to put you in the bed next to her!"
Firefly:
"Thank
you for your time!"
[Ever
the polite, FF does a small bow, and leaves. The camera fades on a look of
distaste from Davis.]
---Earlier
Today---
The Hyatt International Hotel not far from Kowloon Park, overlooking Victoria Harbor. The penthouse suite of the President of GroundZero Wrestling 2K1 and Chairman of Wrestling Affairs, Tate “Troublesome” Edmonson. Wearing a silk burgundy robe, Tate is sitting at a table in front of a huge picture window, reading over some papers. A knock on the door draws his attention away from his work.
Tate: Yes?
Male voice: “Room service.”
Tate: About time, dammit!
Tate quickly makes it to the door and opens it expecting the huge breakfast he ordered over thirty minutes ago. Instead of his breakfast, standing in the door is Mickey “Mouse” Greer.
Tate: What the f#ck?! (Realizing it is Greer) I don’t conduct interviews, especially with garbage shifting journalists like yourself, Mouse!
Mouse: So you heard of me then, sir? (Slides into room as Tate slams the door)
Tate: Yes, I’ve heard of you, Mickey “Mouse” Greer. (He calls back to the table) I’ve read many of your sleazy articles you wrote for Mike Hunt’s rag of a magazine. I’m not surprised the Runt brought you into the GZW.
Mouse: Hey, some of that was my best work! (Looking around, observing things)
Tate: (Reading papers) You know I could have you fired anytime I please?
Mouse: (Sitting at the table) Nice view of Hong Kong. Sure I do, but you wouldn’t do that, Troublesome.
Tate: It’s Mr. Edmonson to you, Mouse. And why pray tell wouldn’t I?
Mouse: Because I have some info which you might find very useful, “ Mr. Edmonson”.
Tate: (Putting papers down, looking at him) Concerning?
Mouse: Well, before I flew here I was hanging around the Command Suite at the Coliseum and I heard the Board of Directors discussing the future of one, Tate Edmonson and his capacity as President of GZW2K1.
Tate: Tell me more.
---“Last Man Standing” Cravin Morehead v. “Midcard Killer” Pimp Bizkit ---
Fortune: I wonder what bit of news “Mouse” has weaseled his way into this time? I have never liked that little rat! He made honest hard working reporters like me look bad back in the day!
Hunt: Well, he is my uncle’s student and everyone knows how Uncle Mike was!
Fortune: Up next, it will be “Last Man Standing” Cravin Morehead taking on the “MidCard Killer” Pimp Bizkit!
“SIC“ by Slipknot (Molt Injected Remix) plays as fireworks shoot into the air and pyro ignites on the rampway. The capacity crowd surges to their feet at the impending arrival of the “Last Man Standing” himself, Cravin Morehead, the former Extreme champion strolls down the ramp looking, and ready.
After going to all four corners, much to the liking of the crowd, Cravin sets his focus & stands dead center in the middle of the ring, set like a lineman waiting for the opposing quarterback to move.
“Don’t see the signs” by Mark B and Blade plays throughout the park as pyro explodes on the rampway and the entranceway, announcing the arrival of Cravin’s opponent, Pimp Bizkit. The ladies of leisure is shown on the Zero-tron, but there is no Pimp. Cravin stands intent, waiting like the predator he is.
Fortune: Over the rail! It’s Pimp trying to get a cheap shot on the returning Cravin Morehead!
Hunt: It’s not a cheap shot…it’s a tactical advantage…yeah that’s it!
Pimp slides into the ring behind the unsuspecting Cravin. Pimp stalks up to within a punches length behind Cravin. He doubles up with an axe handle and measures his target…
Cravin, without turning, raises his right hand and does a “no no no” gesture with his fingers. Pimp hesitates and Cravin with a growl begins his fury around in a swinging backfist that knocks Pimp down to the mat. Pimp quickly rolls to a corner and gains his feet. The two men stare holes through each other as Referee Donald Fey rings the bell.
Fortune: Both men are circling each other like the predators that they are….
Hunt: Cravin Morehead doesn’t honestly think he can beat the “MidCard Killer” does he?
They both charge into the clench and the match begins in ernest. Shuffling, struggling, moving, manuveuring, neither one can gain the advantage. Pushing away from each other they both let go. Pimp nods his head and waves Cravin in. Both men with the charge, this time Pimp with a droptoe hold that begins the “Last Man Standing” to the mat.
Pimp steps back and waits for Cravin, and returns the finger gesture to Cravin. Cravin smiles for a split second before exploding from a perfectly still position. Growling, Cravin clotheslines Pimp. Cravin with an elbow drop, another, another. Pimp rolls left under the ropes and out of the ring. Cravin gives chase.
Fortune: Pimp with the ankle drag drops Cravin down to the floor!
Hunt: Now the fun starts! Show this boy what it’s like to play with a legend, Pimp!
Pimp with a flurry of blows that would knock down a forest has Cravin reeling to the corner by the ring steps. Pimp with a gut kick and a DDT to the concrete floor. Pimp goes for the steps, but is only able to get them un-stacked before Cravin, on his knees, has his own flurry that allows him to stand. Cravin with a standing boot to the face drops Pimp to the disassembled steps. Cravin grabs Pimp by the hair and rolls him back into the ring.
Cravin climbs the ring and then the ropes. Crouched waiting for Pimp to stand. Craving goes airborne with a high elbow…
Hunt: Hehee! What a move by Pimp!
Fortune: Pimp stepped into the elbow and was able to avoid the impact! He has Cravin hooked in a belly to belly!
Cravin lands with an impact and Pimp is quick to the attack. Elbow drop. Falling punches to the ribs. The entire time Cravin tries to stand. He’s on all fours when Pimp kicks him in the ribs. Now Pimp steps on Cravin’s hand. Grabbed by the hair, Cravin is “assisted” in standing and is whipped to the far ropes. Pimp with another drop toe hold and lands Cravin’s neck right onto the second rope. Pimp again with the offense, running to the far ropes he charges back in hoping to land on Cravin and chokes him more….
Cravin dodges left and pulls the ropes. Pimp tumbles out of the ring and onto the park ground. Pimp is quick to recover and dives back into the ring. Cravin gets to a fully erect position. Again with explosive speed, Cravin charges at Pimp. Both men meet each other with a clothesline that has them both on their backs and seeing stars.
The crowd chants for their hero. “Last Man, Last Man”
Hunt: (clasping ears) AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!! Make it stop, Kandi! Make it stop!!!
Ref Fey gets to six on the count when Cravin beats Pimp to a vertical position. Cravin brings Pimp the rest of the way up and whips him to the ropes. A powerslam by Cravin. Cravin with the pin. Pimp out after one!
Hunt: You can’t keep a legend like Pimp down for more than a one count!
Cravin with a double handed choke on Pimp. Cravin stands Pimp up, fold him over and double ax handles him in the small of Pimp’s back. Cravin cheers to the crowd, picks Pimp up in a piledriver position and brings his head down into the mat. With disdain, Cravin pushes the limp body away. Pimp blindly reaches for the ropes.
Hunt: Come on, get up! Make this guy regret his comeback!
Pimp gets to his knees and the second rope. Cravin comes in. Pimp with a back elbow that causes Cravin to double over. Pimp with more knees and elbows to Cravin. Pimp stands behind Cravin and with a handful of hair stands the Canadian up. Pimp with a Russian leg sweep. Pimp quickly moves to the ropes and the top turnbuckle. With only the slightest delay, he goes airborne with a legdrop that lands right across the throat of Cravin.
Pimp with a pin attempt. Ref Fey with the count.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: No! Cravin Morehead kicks out! Amazing! He’s the …
Hunt: “Last Man Standing” … blah, blah, blah!
Pimp whips Cravin to the ropes. Pimp with a dropkick drops Cravin. Pimp with a double choke hold. Ref Fey forces the break. Pimp grabs Cravin’s head and crazily bounces it up and down on the canvas. Pimp stands, puts his boot to Cravin’s face and steps down.
Pimp rolls out of the ring …
Fortune: Hey, look out!
Hunt: Here! Use mine! It would be an honor!
With Hunt’s chair, Pimp rolls back into the ring. Donald Fey is right in the face of Pimp. Cravin, with Pimp distracted dives in and takes out Pimp’s knee. Pimp falls to the ground. Cravin goes to the outside for his weapon of choice and grabs the time keeper’s chair.
Fortune: Two can play that game!
The crowd howls its approval. Cravin climbs into the ring and as he gets to his knees … CRACK!! Pimp brings down the unforgiving steel chair. Cravin wobbles to his feet.
Fortune: Well, that has got to be it! Cravin wins by DQ!
Cravin actually stops Ref Fey from calling for the bell. He approaches Pimp and tosses him the chair. A standing dropkick places the caught chair smack into Pimp’s face.
Hunt: Well, that has got to be it! Pimp wins by DQ!
Donald Fey waves off the DQ. (off set penalties)
Cravin calls for the end and goes up top. Pimp using the chair to stand, wobbles on his feet.
Fortune: OHMIGOSH! Pimp swatted Cravin out the air like a … like a …
Hunt: B!tch!
Fortune: No, that isn’t the word I was searching for!
Pimp with the cover. Fey with the count.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: Thr … No! Kick out by Cravin Morehead!
Pimp goes for a chair, so to does Cravin. Both men take mighty swings at each other.
KABLAM!
THUD!
ZAP!
POW!
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Four chair shots given and received and both men are still standing!
Pimp drops the chair and comes in with chops to the chest. With Cravin trying to catch his breath, Pimp hooks the …
Hunt: Played-A-Live! Played-A-Live! Yippee, that’s it!
1 … 2 …
Fortune: Th … Cravin just does kick out!
Hunt: Like a bad case of genital warts, Cravin Morehead just will not go away!
Fortune: The fatigue of this match is starting to show on both men!
Pimp stands Cravin up and tries to lock in a suplex, Cravin blocks and lifts Pimp into a military press.
Fortune: Here comes the Craving Corruption!
Swinging Pimp around from the press into a stunner, Cavin isn’t able to quickly capitalize on the move. Finally he hooks the leg of Pimp.
One … Two … Thr …
Fortune: Pimp Bizkit with the shoulder up!
Cravin goes to get a chair, Pimp rolls to his, another stare down in the middle of the ring. Ref Fey stands between the two men. He starts to count.
1 … Cravin feints an overhead swing.
2 … Pimp tries a rib jab around Ref Fey.
3 … Cravin yells his contempt for his opponent.
4 … Pimp taunts Cravin with gestures and words.
5 ... Ref Fey calls for the bell. Double DQ.
Hunt: Ah, man! Just when it was getting interested!
Fortune: Well, it seems that both these men can take as much as they dish out! I wonder who would have emerged the better of the two?
Both men now focus on Donald Fey, who hastily beats a quick retreat. Pimp with a roundhouse swing, Cravin ducks the blow and ditches his chair. Pimp let’s go of his chair and faces Cravin. Referees flood the ring and separate the two men.
Fortune: We haven’t heard the last of this feud! Not by a long shot!
---Commentator’s
Table---
Fortune: What a pay per view, Alex, and we are only halfway through the night!
Hunt: The GZW makes it’s first international appearance and it has been everything expected and more!
Fortune: So true! To think we have yet got to any title matches! I suppose the GZW faithful are owed this! I mean, with the broadcast problems that GZW has been having with Monday Manslaughter the past two weeks, it is good to know that the GZW can deliver a hell of a show!
Hunt: To think I was offered another job color commentating during that time!
Fortune: With all sincerity, from the depths of my heart’s soul, I’m glad you stayed, Alex. The broadcast wouldn’t be the same without you here by my side. (kissing him on the cheek)
Hunt: (turning red) So my place or yours?
Fortune: Try to be nice to someone and it is interpreted as something sexual!
Hunt: What?! You prefer a hotel?
---No
Disqualification Match: Shadow
vs. Majick---
Fortune: Next up is the first of two No DQ matches! This one between the family friend of the Fiery’s, Shadow, against “Mr. HardKnocks” of the Bad Company, Majick!
Hunt: “Mr. HardKnocks” . I like that! I wish I would have thought of that!
“The Way I Am“ by Eminem hits over the PA and the crowd goes nuts as Shadow walks down the rampway alone. He walks to the ring slapping hands on the way down.
“Bad Boy “ by Shyne hits and the crowd boos as Majick comes down the rampway.
Hunt: How can they boo Majick? Guess nobody loves you when you’re bad!
The Bad Company member looks focused as he steps on the apron. Shadow charges at him and knocks him off the apron. Majick splats onto the ground.
Hunt: What a cheap shot!
Fortune: Well, you got to step it up a notch against a guy who wants to be called “Mr. HardKnocks”, I guess?
Shadow follows Majick out and goes for an Irish whip, but Majick reverses it and barrels after Shadow. Shadow hits the guard rail and the Majick avalanches him.
Fortune: Majick is taking it to Shadow!
Hunt: That’s what Shadow gets for hanging out with Magic and Hades!
Majick grabs the time keeper and tosses the poor man out of his chair. Majick folds up the chair and as Shadow stands up, waffles him with it. Shadow lands on the announcer table.
Shadow can be hard saying, “You call that a chair shot?”
As Majick gets near Shadow, Shadow drops to his knees and low blows Majick, who drop the chair. Shadow picks it up and clips Majick’s legs out from him with the weapon. With Majick now on his knees, Shadow swings and hits Majick right in the face with a shot that would knock the ball right out of most Major League parks. Majick folds on top of his legs and Shadow tosses the chair on his face.
Shadow: (screaming) Now that is a chair shot!!!!
Fortune: Shadow has seemingly knocked Majick out!
Shadow stomps on the chair on the prone Majick’s face. Then Shadow lifts up Majick and rolls him in the ring. Shadow then unfold the chair in the middle of the ring. Majick is slowly getting up. Shadow walks over and pounds on the bigger man. Shadow pulls Majick over to the chairs and hits him on the gut. Majick is bent at the waist and looking down at the seat of the metal chair. Shadow nails and ax kick that sends Majick’s head into the chair, breaking it. Referee Paulie Newman looks noticeably shocked by this in the ring.
Fortune: Ohmigosh!
The fans cheer as Shadow lifts Majick up and nails a rolling snap suplex, Shadow lifts him up again and this time drops him on the broken chair with a face down vertical suplex. Shadow goes for the pin.
Ref Newman with the count.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: Majick with the kick out! Amazing!
Hunt: You can do that when you’re Mr. HardKnocks!
Shadow pick up Majick and whips him into the ropes. Majick bounces off the ropes and nails Shadow with a leaping shoulder block, knocking Shadow down. Shadow gets up quickly but gets caught by the throat by Majick who lifts up Shadow and drills him down with a chokeslam. Majick picks up Shadow and plants him down with a powerbomb.
Hunt: Well, who’s being outclassed now?
Majick lifts Shadow again and lifts him up in a powerbomb again this time close to the turnbuckles.
Fortune: Majick could be going for the No Remorse! (powerbomb into the turnbuckles)
Hunt: I’ll have no remorse if Shadow gets taken out!
But once on Majick’s shoulders Shadow punches at Majick, who loses his grip. Shadow then hurricanrannas Majick. Majick slips out of the ring followed by Shadow. The two warriors battle up the ramp. At the top of the stage, Majick whips Shadow through the curtain and follows. As Shadow comes through the curtain, he trips on some cords. Majick is right behind him and picks him up. Majick pounds on Shadow and tries to Irish whip Shadow into the drink machine where Dark Angel is getting a soda. Shadow reverses and screams.
Shadow: DARK ANGEL MOVE!!!!
She does right as Majick slams into the machine, followed by Shadow with a spear to Majick’s gut, breaking the machine.
Fortune: Majick and Shadow almost crushed Dark Angel!
Hunt: I’d love to crush her if you know what I mean! Pink cookies!
Shadow picks up Majick, but Mr. HardKnocks picks Shadow up by the waist and plows Shadow through the nearest trailer door. On the other side of the door is Sic Klown and Cracker Jack, members of Faitful $yn. Majick and Faitful $yn look at each other for a moment and then proceed to beat down on Shadow.
Fortune: It’s three on one!
Hunt: I heard you liked threesomes, Kandi!
As Shadow is getting beatdown, Hades and Magic come running in to save their longtime friend, The Fiery brothers proceed to go after Faitful $yn. Shadow is now standing again and pushes Majick out the trailer into another trailer across from where they are at, as security is pulling apart the Fiery brothers and Faitful $yn. Shadow slams Majick into the trailer door, breaking it down.
Hunt: These two are destroying the HeatWave set! The GZW Executives will not be happy!
Shadow and Majick tumble in the trailer as Helen (Fubu’s valet/girlfriend) screams and covers her naked body.
Hunt: Damn, cameraman, you’re too damn slow!
As Majick stands, he gets nailed by Fubu with a standing side kick, Shadow raises up from the floor, noticeably bleeding from the beat down. Shadow holds out his fist and Fubu touches fists with him. Shadow then throws Majick back out the trailer, a crowd of wrestlers have gathered from their trailers and are now out watching the carnage.
Fortune: This is just plain brutal, Alex!
Hunt: Do you expect anything less from GZW’s first pay per view?!
Majick gets a short arm clothesline on Shadow, knocking Shadow down right next to “Lone Gunman” John Taylor. Shadow grabs Gunman’s kendo stick.
Shadow: Sorry, Gunman.
Getting up, Shadow hauls off and nails Majick with the kendo stick, nailing him three times in the head, cutting open Majick and knocking him down face first on the ground. Shadow turns back to Gunman, bows his head and presents the kendo stick back to Gunman with both palms open, Gunman takes back his weapon.
Hunt: What the hell was up with that?
Fortune: It is called showing respect to one’s weapon!
Majick is standing back up, his back to Shadow. Shadow grabs Majick’s arm. Shadow twists himself and Majick around and drops Majick in a Tomakazi DDT.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea!
Shadow goes for the cover, Ref Newman is there for the count.
1 … 2 …
Hunt: Ha! Kick out! No lame @ss DDT will keep down a bad man like Majick!
Fortune: Lame @ss move? That move would knock you out for a week!
The two are both bleeding heavily as the are now just throwing punches, Majick begins to get the upper hand and blocks one of Shadow’s punches. He grabs Shadow’s threat and nails a chokeslam on the park’s stoned ground. The surrounding wrestlers all are now cheering wildly for who ever they are closes to.
Hunt: That’s it! Shadow’s dead!
Majick goes for the pin.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: Shadow kicks out! He’s not dead yet!
Hunt: What the hell will it take to kill these two?
Majick picks up Shadow and tosses him back through the curtain. The crowd erupts as the two men reenter. Majick pounds Shadow and then lifts him up. Majick points off the stage to the ground.
Fortune: That’s a 15foot drop with nothing but ground!
Hunt: Now that should end this!
Majick had his hand around Shadow’s throat but Shadow lifts his knee and gets in the lowblow. Majick lets go and hunches over. Shadow locks in and delivers a pedigree. He goes for the cover.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: How in the hell did Majick kick out?
Hunt: How in the hell are either of them moving?
Both men are standing up wobbly. Shadow is close to the edge of the stage. Majick dropkicks Shadow off the stage and he falls 15 feet to the unforgiving floor. Majick stands at the edge of the stage and turns around. Paulie Newman is grabbing at Majick, who pushes him away. Majick does a moonsault off the stage onto Shadow. Ref Newman is holding both hands to his head. The crowd is broken out into the “Holy Sh!t” chant.
Fortune: GREAT STEPHON ELIJAH!!
Hunt: Talk about Hard Knocks!
Ref Newman makes his way down and neither man is moving. Majick is on top of Shadow and Newman counts.
1 … 2 …
Fortune: Three! Ohmigosh, that was brutal!
Hunt: Majick is dead! Shadow is dead!
EMTs immediately converge on the scene attending to the two bloodied men. The crowd is on their feet for both men and chanting “GZW.”
---Interview with the Intercontinental Champion---
Toni Randle, dressed in a black evening gown, knocks on the
trailer door of Nathaniel “Entertainment Franchise” Davis. She looks around
nervously when there is no return response when she knocks again.
Toni: (talking to cameraman) This isn’t like Nathan. He and
I haven’t missed an interview in all the years we have been in this sport.
Deep male voice is heard screaming “Toni”. Walking upon
them is a White man standing at about six and a half feet tall. He is very
muscular, wearing blue jeans and a muscle tight shirt which resembles the
British flag. He is bald and has a long brown goatee from his chin. Around his
waist he wears a gold championship belt which states “HKWF Heavyweight
Champion”.
Man: Damn that yellow bellied punk Nathaniel Davis! Hey,
ain’t no more a wrestling franchise than you’re a worthwhile reporter!
Toni: And who are you, sir?
Man: You
stupid big time wrestling feds think you can come into my backyard and throw
your little parties and not be gracious enough to invite the host, the rightful
owners of the yard. This is HKWF territory and I’m it’s top dog, the HKWF World
Heavyweight Champion. “The Wrestling Franchise” Monarch.
Toni: That is quite interesting to know, Monarch. Once you
do something worthwhile in the business I’ll be sure to seek you out for an
exclusive. (talking to cameraman) Come on, Thomas, we have to find Nathan
before his match.
Toni and her cameraman walk off in search of Davis leaving
Monarch alone.
Monarch: Something worthwhile you say, Toni. (stroking his
goatee) I’ll do something worthwhile alright and show you bastards that the
HKWF doesn’t take no sh!t from anyone.
---No Disqualification Match: "The Menace" Union
Jack vs. "The
Enforcer" T-Rex---
Fortune: This next match will be the third match up between
two men that truly hate each other! T-Rex was a great two- time
Heavyweight champion, but he faces his most difficult challenge to date in the
form of the sadistic and twisted Union Jack in a No DQ match!
The lights go dim as "Breathe" by Prodigy rips
throughout the park and UJ slowly makes his way to the ring. Little
children scream at the sight of the sinister Union Jack. He climbs into
the ring and slithers to one corner. He keeps his eyes focused on the
entranceway, awaiting T-Rex's arrival.
"Midwest Swing" by the St.Lunatics bumps on
the park speakers, introducing "The Enforcer", T-Rex. Rex
runs straight to the ring, wasting little time. Senior Referee Richard Dark
calls for the bell as Rex takes the fight to his hated
enemy. Rex unloads rapid right hands to the head. Irish whip by Rex
followed by a quick back elbow. Rex stomps away on UJ. Rex lifts up
UJ and hits a crisp suplex.
Fortune: T-Rex is looking good early on in this match,
but we have a long way to go considering the stipulations in this match!
Rex applies a standing side headlock. UJ hooks
Rex's waist and drops him in a belly to back suplex, dropping him on the back
of his head. UJ then blatantly chokes Rex. Ref Dark counts for a
break and UJ breaks at 4 and 1/2. UJ comes off the ropes and drives
an elbow to the forehead of Rex. UJ lifts up Rex and shows his face to
the crowd and laughs sadistically.
Fortune: Union Jack is one sick individual!
Hunt: Bet you wouldn't tell him that to his face?
UJ chokes Rex across the middle rope and leaves
him draped on the middle rope, throat first. UJ bounces off the ropes and
jumps on the back of Rex, driving his throat into the hard ring rope. Rex
still has his head hanging over the rope. UJ climbs to the top turnbuckle
and drops a legdrop to the back of Rex's head.
Fortune: He almost beheaded T-Rex on that move!
UJ gets a chair and tosses it into the ring. He
lifts Rex to his feet and rakes the eyes. UJ grabs hold of the chair
and lands a loud chair shot to the head. The fans shriek in horror. UJ
slams Rex to the mat and proceeds to climb to the top turnbuckle with
chair in hand.
Fortune: What does he have in store for T-Rex now?
UJ leaps off the top, coming down with the chair,
but Rex gets a foot up, kicking the chair into the face of UJ. Rex
gets his second wind. He lifts up UJ and drops his head on the chair with
a brainbuster. Rex then opens the chair and places it in the middle of the
ring. Rex whips UJ to the ropes. Rex with a drop toe hold,
sending UJ's face into the chair.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! What a move by the
seven-footer, T-Rex!
Hunt: Aren't you going to say he is sick? T-Rex is just
as sick and sadistic as Union Jack!
Rex goes for the cover, but UJ kicks out. Rex
whips UJ to the ropes and nails a big boot to the face, sending UJ
out of the ring. Rex runs, bounces off the ropes and goes for a suicide
dive through the ropes, but UJ grabs a camera from a nearby cameraman and
smashes it over the head of Rex as he is coming through the ropes.
Fortune: HOLY JAZMIN ANDREA!
UJ slams Rex's face into the ringpost and then whips
him into the guardrail. UJ charges in, but Rex catches him with a
drop toe hold, sending UJ's face into the guardrail.
Fans: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Rex clotheslines UJ over the rail and into the
crowd. Rex waits as UJ slowly gets to his feet. Rex hops on the
rail and dives at UJ, leveling him with a clothesline. The fans go crazy near
the action. Rex asks for a fan's chair. The fan hands Rex the chair
and he blasts UJ in the head with it. Another fan hands Rex a
chair and that chair is smacked over the skull of UJ.
Fortune: This is insane! The fans are a part of this match!
What else can happen here?
Hunt: Only in the GZW!
Rex goes for the cover in the crowd, but UJ
manages to kick out. Rex goes to lift up UJ, but the original Bad
Company nails Rex with a low blow. UJ then lifts Rex up and
nails a piledriver onto the stone cobbled floor.
Fortune: OHMIGOSH! Union Jack may have cracked
T-Rex's head open like a watermelon!
The cover by UJ, but Rex kicks out. UJ
tosses Rex over the rail, back to ringside and out of the crowd. Rex
slowly gets to his feet. UJ waits, hops on the rail and jumps off it,
nailing Rex with a springboard bulldog.
Fortune: Incredible move by Union Jack! Wait! He is going
for a camel clutch!
UJ sits on the back of Rex and goes to lock in the
hold, but Rex reaches out, grabs the camera that was used on him, swings
back and smashes it in the face of UJ. Both men lay on the floor, fatigued.
Fortune: What a grueling match up tonight! Win or lose, both
men deserve all the credit in the world!
Hunt: This is nothing for Union Jack! When he dominated the
HKWF years ago, he went through far more grueling matches than this!
Both men slowly get to their feet, each one tired and
bleeding. They brawl up the ramp, exchanging punches. UJ gains the
upperhand with a kneelift to the gut. UJ then hooks Rex's head and goes
for a suplex on the ramp, but Rex blocks it and hits a suplex of his own.
The cover by Rex. The count by Ref Dark.
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: No! Kick out by Union Jack!
Hunt: Like a walk in the Kowloon Park for The Menace!
Rex gets up first and picks up UJ. Rex hammers
away with right hands as they fight onto the stage. Rex grabs a metal pole
and smashes it over the head of UJ. UJ drops to one knee. Rex looks
to the crowd. UJ is bent over near the edge of the stage. Rex charges
at him, executes a sunset flip into a sitdown powerbomb with both men going off
the stage.
Fortune: HOLY SH!T! I have never seen anything like that
ever by a man of T-Rex's size! That fall was about 15 feet onto hard concrete!
Hunt: I am speechless...
Both men lay on the hard floor. The ref quickly goes down to
check on both men. UJ rolls over and places a hand over Rex. Ref
Dark counts.
1... 2 ...
Fortune: Kick out!! T-Rex kicked out! Can you believe
that?! I don't know how much these two have left in their bodies? Union Jack's
back is in bad shape after that powerbomb off the stage and T-Rex's spine took
quite a jolt as well!
Hunt: Well, all I have to say is listen to the crowd!
"G-Z-W!! G-Z-W!!"
Both men try to get to their feet. Rex and UJ
manage to get up as the crowd shows its appreciation. UJ gets in some
right hands, rocking Rex's head. Rex stumbles back, but he notices a stage
lightpost behind him. Rex grabs the lightpost, swings it and cracks the
light in the face of UJ. Sparks fly everywhere as UJ falls to the ground.
Fortune: Ohmigosh!
Hunt: Union Jack's face could be permanently scarred!
Rex falls to his knees, fatigued. He rolls UJ onto
his stomach and locks in a crossface. UJ's face is bloody and singed from the
light hitting his face. Richard Dark asks if UJ has had
enough. UJ holds on as the fans are on their feet. Rex cinches in the
crossface even more, leaning back harder. UJ finally has to tap out.
Angle: T-Rex wins the third installment
match in what may go down as one of the most brutal matches in GZW pay per
view history! What a classic match!
Hunt: This can't be over? Union Jack wouldn't tap out!
Richard Dark screwed up again, I tell you!
---Weston Bentley---
Bentley is walking throughout the backstage looking around for a scoop of any kind. He
walks past several trailers. He passes Sincere’s trailer, stops, and is about
to knock on the door.
Bentley: What are the chances of Sincere giving me an
interview on such short notice? (shaking his head) Maybe after his match
tonight?
Bentley continues walking when around a corner Henchman runs
squarely into him. Bentley falls to the ground and Henchman looks down at him.
Henchman: You seen that big retard Wicked Ways, Weston?
Bentley: (getting up from ground, dusting himself off) Yeah,
earlier when he was taking out your Dark Storm buddies. (smirks)
Henchman: You’re lucky that I don’t have time to whoop your
@ss, Weston. If you see that masked b!tch tell him that Eddie Henchman isn’t
going out as easy as those other four!!
Henchman looks around cautiously and darts off through the
park. Bentley just smiles happily, watching Henchman try to stay in the
shadows.
Bentley: Those damn Theory boys are finally getting what
they deserve!!
---Risky Gold---
(Diamond, Epic, and Charlotte, are by a monitor
watching the PPV, Basildon Bond walks by them and asks them for a couple of
words)
Bas: hey, hey, hey, a couple of words before your match guys?
Epic: yea okay
Bas: many people have been questioning, whether you two can actually win
here tonight, and that its one of the first times you have ever teamed together
Epic: yea true, but we have shown that we can hang with a lot of the best
in GZW, now to show the world, that we can be a great team too, and show them,
that we are good enough to become tag-team champs here tonight
Diamond: I haven’t heard no questioning like that?
Bas: it has been big speculation on the internet!
Diamond: now what is that?
Bas: you know you plug it into the phone connection?
Diamond: Phone?
Epic: you know the thing you talk down!
Diamond: oh yea the thing with that Little Man stuck inside
(Bas looks away in disbelief)
Bas: okay then what do you think of your opponents here tonight?,
Endangered Species
Epic: well from what I have seen, is that they are indeed a good team, but
they Hang around with the New Bad Company right?
Bas: yes
Epic: those guys are bad news
Diamond: like you said about the press, right Epic
Epic: well as I was saying, that they are bad news, and they need to be
taught a lesson, they can’t go around bullying people all the time, and we are
going to do our damndest to show the world that they will get what is coming to
them
(Diamond lifts his arm up and takes a whiff)
Diamond: and if we win tonight, I finally get to use that water spiter
thingy, that Epic showed me, and Charlotte seems to love!
Epic: yea the shower, its amazing Diamond!
Diamond: cool
Charlotte: well I guess thats all, so I hope you too are prepared
Epic & Diamond: we are!
(Camera fades, and the last thing that can be seen is Bas shakeing his
head)
---Tag Team Title Match: Risky Gold vs. Endangered Species---
Fortune: Our next match at HeatWave will pit the newest tag
team Risky Gold against Fox Giovianni’s bodyguards, Endangered Species!
"Bad boy" by Shyne bumps on the arena speakers as
Elijah Threatt and Joseph “Lost Soul” Synger, Endangered Species, make their
way to the ring with the Tag Team belts draped over their shoulders. The fans
let the two men have it, showering them with boos.
Fortune: The Tag Team Champions are as tough as they come.
Joseph Synger with his power and brawling style along with the strength and
muay thai background of Elijah Threatt. Risky Gold will have a tough test
tonight!
Epic and Diamond make their entrances. The two rookies are
taken back at the capacity crowd of the HeatWave pay per view.
Fortune: Epic and Diamond slide into the ring before the
match even starts! Risky Gold are taking it to Endangered Species! Epic hammers
Threatt with right hands and clotheslines him out of the ring! Epic and Diamond
are now double teaming Joseph Synger! Risky Gold whips Synger to the ropes.
Double dropkick sends Synger out of the ring!
Risky Gold let out a huge "oooowwww!!!!"
Hunt: If anyone likes these guys, they must be drunk!
Fortune: Endangered Species are regrouping on the outside!
Referee Sonny Bright has finally maintained some semblance of order as it will
be Diamond Sledge and Joseph Synger to start off the match. Synger lunges to
grab Diamond, but Diamond ducks and goes behind him. Diamond dropkicks Synger
from behind, sending Synger face first into the turnbuckle! Diamond turns
Synger around in the corner. The Risky Gold hammers the Endangered Specie with
right hands in the corner. Diamond whips Synger across the ring to the opposite
corner. Diamond charges in, but Synger charges out of the corner and sends
Diamond flipping in the air with a clothesline!
Hunt: Take that, Trash Can boy!
Synger lifts Diamond back up to his feet and twists his arm
in a standing armbar. Synger then tags in Elijah Threatt. Threatt gets in the
ring and pounds on Diamond's exposed arm.
Fortune: Elijah Threatt goes to work on Diamond, kicking
away with his stiff muay thai kicks to the body and to the head. Diamond can
barely stand. Threatt with a jumping forward spin kick drops Diamond down to
the mat!
Hunt: Believe me, a kick like that is worse than any
hangover!
Threatt lifts up Diamond to his feet. Irish whip by Threatt.
He catches Diamond off the ropes and drops him with a tiltawhirl backbreaker.
Threatt with the cover, but Diamond gets a shoulder up. Threatt then tags
Synger back in. Threatt lifts up Diamond in a belly to back suplex position as
Synger grabs Flash's neck.
Fortune: Combination belly to back/neckbreaker from the Tag
Team Champions! What a devastating move!
As Threatt is sent back to the corner, Synger lifts Diamond
back up to his feet. Epic desperately tries to rally the fans to get behind
Diamond.
Fortune: The fans are clapping and stomping their feet.
Synger with several stiff right hands to the head of Diamond. Irish whip by
Synger. Diamond off the ropes, ducks a clothesline. Diamond off the far ropes.
Sunset flip by Flash for a pin! 1.. Synger kicks out! Both men back up to their
feet. Synger charges with a clothesline, but Diamond ducks it! Synger turns
back around. Superkick to the jaw by Diamond! This is his chance! Diamond has
to make the tag! And he does! In comes Epic! Epic with a flurry of right hands
to the head of Synger. Irish whip by Epic. Threatt off the ropes. Epic with a
hip toss takes down Synger. Joseph Synger gets back up to his feet. Epic kicks
him in the midsection, then takes him down with a vertical suplex. Epic is on
fire now!
Epic lifts Synger back up to his feet. Irish whip by Epic,
reversed by Synger. As Epic hits the ropes, Threatt nails him in the back with
a kick. A stunned Epic stumbles forward. Synger moves in, kicks him in the
midsection, then slams him to the mat with a gutwrench powerbomb.
Fortune: What impact on the powerbomb! Joseph Synger tags Elijah
Trhreatt back into the match. Threatt steps into the ring and stomps away on
the fallen Epic.
Threatt lifts Epic up to his feet and drives several knees
into the midsection. Threatt then levels Epic with a short arm clothesline.
Threatt then taunts the crowd, pointing to Epic on the mat. Threatt then turns
his attention back to Epic, stepping on his face and twisting the bottom of the
boot on his face.
Fortune: The viciousness of Endangered Species showing
through here! Threatt lifts Epic back up and shoves him into the corner.
Threatt treats Epic like a punching bag, nailing him with jabs, punches and
kicks in the corner! Threatt pulls Epic out of the corner, then slams him back
into the corner. Threatt again slams Epic's back into the turnbuckles! Threatt
is manhandling Epic!
Threatt whips Epic across the ring to the opposite corner.
Threatt charges in. Epic, instead of hitting the turnbuckle, hops over the rope
and lands on the apron. Threatt stops and goes for a right hand, but Epic
blocks it and nails Threatt with a right hand of his own. Epic then springs off
the top rope and nails Threatt with a springboard missile dropkick.
Fortune: Down goes Threatt! Epic lifts Threatt back up.
Irish whip by Epic. Reversal by Threatt. Epic off the ropes. Threatt drops his
head down for a back body drop, but Epic hops over. Threatt turns around. Epic
with a poke to the eyes and then locks on the octopus. The fans are going
crazy! But Synger gets in the ring and nails Epic in the back to the break up
the hold!
Synger ignores Ref Bright’s pleas for him to the leave the
ring. He holds Epic from behind for Threatt. Elijah measures up Epic and goes
for a mafia kick, but Epic gets out of the way. Synger gets nailed by Threatt's
mafia kick.
Fortune: Threatt nailed Synger with the mafia kick! Synger
is down on the mat! Epic gets behind the stunned Threatt, lifts him up and
drops him with an atomic drop! Threatt is staggering! Epic drops Threatt with a
bulldog! Epic goes to his corner and tags in Diamond! Epic grabs Diamond's head
in a bulldog position. Threatt slowly gets back up to his feet. Risky Gold
using the ol' Bushwhacker Battering Ram to run over Threatt.
Fortune: That's using your head! With Threatt down, Epic
lifts Diamond up in an atomic drop position, then dives forward, dropping
Diamond with a leg drop across Threatt's neck! The cover by Diamond! 1... 2 ..
no! Threatt kicks out!
Hunt: Whew! That was close!
Synger gets back up to his feet and attacks Epic. Synger
tosses Epic out of the ring. Synger goes to the floor as well where the two
illegal men are fighting it out. Back in the ring, Diamond lifts Threatt back
up to his feet. Diamond goes for a vertical suplex, but Threatt blocks it, then
counters with a brainbuster.
Fortune: Threatt is back in control in the ring! While out
on the floor, Synger and Epic are fighting it out! Synger hammers Epic with
punches and ax handles to the back. Epic near the fans who are drinking beer.
He grabs one, shakes it up and sprays beer in Synger's face, blinding him!
Epic slides back into the ring, calling out to Synger. A
blinded Synger slides back into the ring. He rushes towards where he thinks
Epic is, but instead clotheslines his own partner.
Fortune: Joseph Synger clotheslines Threatt from behind! He
couldn't see with that beer in his eyes! Risky Gold grab the blinded Synger and
toss him out of the ring! Risky Gold lift up Threatt and sit him up on the top
turnbuckle. Epic and Diamond climb up as well! They each hook an arm and
Threatt's head. They leap off! Double team double arm DDT off the top
turnbuckle!
The cover!
1 ... 2 … 3!
Risky Gold wins the Tag Team Titles here at HeatWave!
Hunt: What the hell? This is unbelievable!
Fortune: Well believe it, Alex! This young team have just
upset Endangered Species and won their first ever Tag Team Championship! Way to
go guys!
The fans cheer as Risky Gold leave the ring victorious,
celebrating with the tag straps held up high so that all can see. Meanwhile,
Joseph Synger gets back in the ring to explain to Threatt what happened.
Fortune: Synger is trying to tell Threatt about the beer in
his eyes! I don't think Threatt is in a listening mood!
Hunt: Come on guys! You got to work this out! You're
Endangered Species! Bad Company needs you guys!
Endangered Species then start pushing and shoving each other
in the ring. The scuffle then explodes as both men start throwing punches at
each other.
Fortune: Endangered Species are fighting each other now!
Referees and officials flood the ring to separate the two
men.
Fortune: Is this the end of Endangered Species?
Hunt: No! They're both smart guys. They'll work things out,
I hope!
---Pimp’s Trailer---
(Pimp is, sat in his dressing room he is sat in there
with a couple of women, Pimp kisses one of them on the lips, there is a young Hong
Kong native boy outside the dressing room)
Boy (whistles) , Swit woo!
Pimp: wha, o its another one of thes Hong Kong boys, damn you lot are
irritating
Boy: me get autograph, from famous Pimp!
Pimp: shut it boy!
(the boy is nearly in tears, Pimp begins to kiss one of his Ladies of Leisure
on his lips, when a local woman walks round the corner, she looks Chinese, and
has one nice figure)
Pimp: mama mea!
Woman: you give autograph to my Son
(Pimp looks at her, he just stares at her and Shakes his head as to say yes,
grabs the boys autograph book, and signs it hurriedly)
Woman: see you can be nice when you want to
(Pimp handing the boy his book back)
Pimp: and what may I call you?
Woman: leave it I'm not no hoe!
(the woman turns and walks out with Pimps eyes fixed directly, on the ladies
bum)
Pimp: woooooow, I'd love to play-her-a-live
(Only moments after the woman has left, there is a knock on the door.)
Pimp:
Maybe it's another kid with a fit mother? WHO THIS?
(Firefly
walks in, and Pimp looks somewhat surprised.)
Pimp:
Fly... what you want?
FF:
Pimp, I don't understand your current attitude: you and Smooth had a great team
loved by the fans and you throw it in the fan's faces.. but I'm not here to
talk to you about that.
Pimp:
Funny that: you always preached at me when we were in Bad Company.
(Firefly
brushes the comment off, Pimp smirks and kisses the woman next to him.)
Pimp:
So if you aint lecturing me, what do you want Sho?
FF: I
find that even with your current outlook, you couldn't do it, but I need to
know. Where were you the night my Mom was attacked?
Pimp
(mock hurt): Sho, you stab me through the heart... where the hell do you think
I was? I was with one of my ladies! Now let me think: Leanne, no Kirsty, no it
was Chloe, or maybe Lisa... Hell Sho I dunno! have a look in my little black
book: it'll say in there.
(Firefly
picks up the little black book (which is actually rather a large black book)
and flicks to the right page.)
Firefly:
Hannah?
Pimp:
Yeah, that's it! Man she's dirty... the things she can do with alphabetti
spaghetti!
(Firefly
rolls his eyes.)
Firefly:
You got her number?
Pimp:
Yeah, in the back... Hey Sho, you after some dirty girl, eh? An' I thought you
were so prim!
Firefly:
Funny Pimp, funny! I'm checking on your alibi!
(Pimp
suddenly looks angry.)
Pimp:
Hey man, you're disrespecting the Pimp now! I did nothing to your mother! You
don't take my word for, then screw you Murakame! Get out now Sho before I hurt
you worse than UJ hurt us both earlier this month!
(Firefly
has the number, and leaves.)
Pimp:
Man! He's got a nerve! I aughta...
(The
lady kisses him on the mouth seductively.)
Pimp:
Nah! Forget it...
---Television Title Match: Fubu vs. Dameon---
Fortune: Up next, the GZW Television Champion will be
decided! Dameon had an easy cruise to the finals of the TV tourney last
month! Tonight, though, Fubu plans to put a halt to the stranglehold that the
Theory has on the title picture!
Hunt: It's true that Dameon has made some mistakes in his
life like fathering Magic and Hades,but make no mistake. Dameon will be the TV
Champion for a long long time!
"Changes" by Tupac Shakur hits as Fubu
followed by Helen Devine make their way to the ring. The fans cheer
for the ever popular fan favorite and his valet/girlfriend. A fan's sign reads,
"Most Improved Wrestler of the Year---Fubu!!"
"Kryponite" by Three Doors Down hits the speakers
as the GZW TV Champ Dameon makes his entrance. The fans boo as
the superstars walks down to the ring, his eyes focused on Fubu.
Dameon slides into the ring and the two men start
punching away at each other.
Fortune: This match is off to a fast and furious start!
Dameon with the better of the exchange, rocking the
head of Fubu! Irish whip by Dameon. Fubu off the ropes. Dameon with a
hip toss takes down the challenger. Fubu back up to his
feet. Dameon with another hip toss takes down Fubu. Fubu gets
back up, holding his back. Dameon moves in, fires off a few right hands.
Irish whip by Dameon. Fubu hits the ropes, holds onto the ropes and slides
out of the ring. Fubu counsels with Helen.
Hunt: What is Fubu doing? This isn't a tag team match!
Fortune: Fubu slowing the pace down here!
Dameon offers to hold open the ropes for Fubu, causing
the fans to boo Dameon. Fubu decides to get back in the ring using the
steel steps.
Fortune: All right, Fubu is back in the ring!
Both men lock up. Fubu with a side
headlock. Dameon pushes Fubu off, shooting him into the
ropes. Fubu off the ropes and drops Dameon with a shoulderblock. Fubu
motions for Dameon to get back up.
Fortune: Dameon is pissed!
Hunt: I'd be pissed too! Fubu is ... well, frustrating!
A frustrated Dameon slams his hand on the mat as he
gets back up. Dameon calls for a test of strength. A cautious Fubu
looks at Dameon, but Dameon just yells at Fubu to lock up for the
test of strength. Fubu reaches a hand out to grab Dameon's. Dameon
grabs that hand and twists in behind Fubu with an armbar into a
hammerlock.
Fortune: Never trust a guy who will call for a test of
strength!
Dameon wrenches on Fubu's arm from behind with the
hammerlock. Fubu uses his free arm to swing with a back elbow to break
free, but Dameon ducks it. The momentum turns Fubu around, with both
men now facing each other. Dameon grabs Fubu by the waist and tosses
him with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
Hunt: That's the first and only TV Champion right
there! Dameon equals TV ratings!
Fortune: That was a great move by the Dameon. Love him or
hate him, he is a great wrestler.
Dameon moves in on Fubu on the mat, stomping on
him. Dameon lifts Fubu back up to his feet. Loud knife edge chops to
the chest by Dameon.
Hunt: Those are loud all right, but not as loud as the
cheers Dameon gets everytime his face is shown on TV!
Fortune: What? He didn't even get one cheer when he came out
here!
Dameon with an irish whip sends Fubu to the
ropes. Fubu bounces back. Dameon with a running knee lift to the
midsection sends Fubu flipping and down into a seated position on the
mat. Dameon then capitalizes by running up from behind Fubu, flipping over
him with a flipping rear neckbreaker, a la Mr. Perfect.
Fortune: Dameon with a whiplash inducing move!
Dameon with the cover, but only gets a count of
one. Dameon lifts Fubu back up to his feet. Swinging neckbreaker by Dameon
to further work on the neck.
Dameon lifts up Fubu and shoves him into the
corner. Dameon climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle and rains down right
hands to the head of Fubu.
Fortune: Dameon with punches in the corner. Does he
want fans to count?
Hunt: What's wrong with them? Count damn it! 1 ... 2 ... 3
... 4 ...
Dameon's punches are stopped as Fubu grabs Dameon's
legs. Fubu carries Dameon a few steps forward and then drops Dameon's
crotch onto his knee with an inverted atomic drop.
Fortune: That move is getting the fans into it! Dameon
is standing in pain!
Fubu runs him over with a clothesline.
The challenger lifts Dameon up to his feet. Irish whip by
Fubu. Dameon off the ropes. A pick up ... Fubu with side slam
drops Dameon down to the mat.
With Dameon down, Fubu bounces off the ropes and
drops a quick legdrop across the neck. Fubu gets back up to his feet. He
waits for Dameon to get up to his feet. Fubu then quickly goes for a
front facelock.
Fortune: Fubu showing us some new moves in his arsenal! (front
face lock into a DDT, King holds on for a front face chokeout)
But Dameon pushes away to break free. Dameon wants
no more of the Fubu.
Fubu moves in and fires a few right hands to the jaw.
Irish whip by Fubu, reversed by Dameon. Dameon scoops up Fubu off the
ropes, but Fubu floats over and lands behind him. Fubu
grabs Dameon from behind and lifts him for a belly to back,
but Dameon flips out of it and lands on his feet behind him. Fubu
turns around only to get nailed in the face with a jumping calf kick.
Hunt: Beautiful move by Dameon!
Dameon back on the offensive gets on top of the
fallen Fubu and hammers away on him with punches. Dameon
lifts Fubu up to his feet, then takes down the fan favorite with a
vertical suplex. With Fubu down, Dameon gets up, holds Fubu's legs
and drops a leg to the groin.
Fortune:: Ouch! Dameon going south of the border!
The fans boo as Dameon motions to the crowd as if
putting the belt around his waist. Dameon lifts Fubu up to his feet
and shoves him into the corner. Dameon beats down Fubu in the corner,
blasting him with right hands. Irish whip by Dameon sends Fubu
diagonally across the ring to the opposite corner. Fubu, instead of hitting the
corner, hops up onto the top turnbuckle, then leaps back, nailing a charging Dameon
with a flying back elbow.
Fortune: What a move by Fubu!
The fans cheer as Fubu lifts Dameon back up to his
feet. Right hands by Fubu, followed by an irish whip. Reversal by
Dameon. Fubu bounces off the ropes, ducks a Dameon
clothesline. Fubu off the far ropes and takes down Dameon with a
crossbody for a cover. Dameon kicks out at one. Both men get back up to
their feet. Dameon with a rake to the eyes of Fubu gains the
advantage. Irish whip by Dameon. Dameon drops his head down for a back
body drop. Fubu off the ropes and hops over. Dameon turns around and
charges at Fubu. Fubu counters with a back body drop that
sends Dameon over the top rope and out of the ring.
Fortune: Dameon down to the arena floor!
Dameon slowly back up to his feet. Fubu runs
towards the ropes...
Fortune: SUICIDE DIVE BY FUBU WIPES OUT DAMEON!!! Holy
Jazmin Andrea!
The fans erupt as Fubu gets back up to his feet. He
lifts Dameon back up to his feet. Fubu whips Dameon shoulder
first into the steel steps.
Hunt: Look! Fubu is cheating, using those steel steps!
Fubu lifts Dameon back up and lifts him up in an
atomic drop position. Fubu drops Dameon with an atomic drop, but
instead of onto his knee, onto the guard rail.
Fortune: Fubu introduces Dameon's "lower
extremities" to the steel guard rail!
With Dameon crotched on the steel guard rail, Fubu
places the steel steps on the floor in front of Dameon. Fubu then runs,
hops off the steel steps and clotheslines Dameon off the guard rail.
Fortune: What an innovative move by Fubu! Dameon may
have hit his head hard on the floor after that clothesline!
Hunt: He can't treat the TV Champ like this!
The fans chant "GZW" as Fubu
lifts Dameon back up to his feet. Fubu rolls Dameon back into
the ring. Fubu gets up onto the apron, then climbs up to the top
turnbuckle. Dameon slowly gets back up to his feet. Fubu flies off
the top turnbuckle for a diving clothesline, but Dameon dropkicks him out
of midair.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! What a counter!
Hunt: At a boy, Dameon!
Dameon lifts Fubu up. Dameon with a german
suplex on Fubu, but Dameon holds on, lifts Fubu back up again and
then drops Fubu with a dragon suplex.
Fortune: Dameon with a german suplex into a rolling
dragon suplex! The bridge by Dameon!
1 ... 2 …
Helen reaches in and pulls Dameon's leg, breaking the hold.
Dameon gets up and looks around angrily.
Hunt: Get that little beotch, Dameon!
Dameon slides out the ring and gives chase to Helen around
the ring. Fubu gets to his feet, sees Dameon chasing his girl friend, runs and
launches himself between the ropes and crashes into Dameon.The two men battle
it out on the ground, trading punches.
Fortune: Now this is TV ratings!
Realizing that this is her chance to help her wrestler as
well as boyfriend, Helen grabs a metal chair and smashes it cleanly on Dameon's
head. Fubu, astonished at first, kisses his beautiful girlfriend and rolls the
unconscious TV Champ into the ring.
Hunt: No! Those goody-goodies cheated! You saw it, Kandi!
Fubu with the cover. Ref Fey with the count.
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: Three! Fubu has captured the Television title as
the second title change has occurred tonight!
Hunt: When Dameon regains consciousness, there will be hell
to pay!
---I Quit Match: LightHeavyweight Title
Match: Hades vs. Eric “Complete
Chaos” Montair---
Fortune: Already we have witnessed two upsets and title
changes tonight as we move on to the third Championship match up! In a “I Quit”
Match, Hades will be looking to pull an upset on the LightHeavyweight Champion, Eric “Complete Chaos”
Montair!
Hunt: C2 is the man, baby!
*"Jump Da F*ck Up" by Slipknot begins to pound
through the PA as Eric "Complete Chaos" Montair makes his way out
onto the ramp with the Lightheavyweight Title around his waist. The fans
boo as he walks down the ramp and slides into the ring.*
*"Blue" by Eifel 65 begins to play as Hade's makes his way out onto
the ramp. The fans erupt as fireworks begin to go off. He slaps the hands
of the fans as he slides into the ring and begins to stretch.*
Herbert Torres: In this corner standing at 6'6 and weighing 273 pounds he is
the challenger, Hades!!!! And in this corner he is the reigning GZW
Lightheavyweight Champion. Standing at 5'7 and weighing 230 pounds, Eric
Montair!
The bell sounds as the two men circle each other then lock up. C2 applies
a standing side headlock on Hades but C2 gets dropped on the back of his head
with a high angle backdrop. Hade's applies a reverse arm bar on C2 but he
reaches the ropes forcing the break.
Kandi: Smart move by C2.
Hade's stands Eric up and whips him off the ropes then delivers a massive power
slam to C2. Hade's applies a headlock to the downed C2 and begins to
apply pressure. Ref Newman checks in on C2 but he manages to get to his
feet and whip Hades into the corner. C2 charges at Hades and hits a
massive splash dropping Hades to the ground. C2 pulls Hades out of the
corner and
applies a figure four leg lock. Hades screams in pain as C2 applies more
pressure.
Kandi: This could be all she wrote.
Hunt: Probably not though.
Paulie Newman checks on Hades but he sucks in the pain and reaches for the
ropes.
C2 applies more pressure and tries to pull himself to the middle of the ring.
Hades begins to rock his body back and forth and eventually he reverses
the figure four and leans back trying to apply pressure to the legs to C2.
Kandi: Nice move there by Hades.
C2 manages to leg go of the leg lock and drag himself away from Hades. C2
gets to his feet and walks over to Hades. Hades kicks C2 in the back of
the leg knocking him to the ground. Hades crawls over to C2 and applies
an ankle lock. C2 screams in pain and reaches for the ropes but Hades
shifts his body to block the ropes.
Kandi: This could be it. C2 could give up right here.
Hunt: Come on C2, shut out the pain.
C2 screams in pain and tries to break free. The ref gets in his face but
C2 pushes him away screaming that he won't quit. C2 squirms and tries to
reach the ropes but Hades applies more pressure on the ankle as C2 reaches for
the ropes. Hades shifts his body to stop C2 from reaching the ropes.
Ref Newman again checks on C2 but he refuses to quit. Hades applies
more pressure on the ankle. The ref checks again to see C2 passed out
from the pain. Ref Newman lifts C2's arm and it falls limp.
Kandi: We have a new LightHeavyweight Champion!!
Hunt: He stole that title.
Referee Paulie Newman hands Hade's the belt as he celebrates in the ring.
---Intercontinental Title Match: Wicked Ways vs. Nathaniel "Entertainment
Franchise" Davis---
Fortune: Up next fans we have what will certainly be an
exciting match up for the Intercontinental Championship! Wicked Ways is been on
a warpath since his arrival into wrestling, while Davis is a wrestling icon in
the sport today. Both competitors have very impressive track records here
in the GZW!
Hunt: Yeah but one is a lousy nobody, destined for early
retirement and the other is the next GZW World Champion! Besides with the
mood Wicked is in tonight, I feel sorry for Davis!
Fortune: Last week it was the GZW Franchise that laid
out Wicked Ways with repeated shots from a sledgehammer! It was those actions
that have lead many to believe that Nathaniel Davis has finally crossed the
line and joined the ranks of the CHAOS THEORY (c)!
Hunt: Wicked Ways has nothing to lose and Davis
is in for a beating, Theory or not!
The park lights go down.
Fortune: Here we go...
Hunt: The onslaught begins.
As the park fills with an eerie soft light, the
former Extreme Champion Wicked Ways makes his way to the ring. A
shower of "boos" and "@sshole" chants are hurled at the
massive beast along with whatever garbage the fans can find. At the bottom of
the ramp way a fan leans over and starts to yell at Ways. The 7'
4" masked monster stops and gives a dark sinister stare to the
unsuspecting fan. As Ways reaches back to strike at the fan, he stops and
laughs at the fact the fan just pissed his pants. Ways continues on
to the ring.
Fortune: Davis will not be as easy to intimidate,
that's for sure!
Hunt: Did you see the look on that guy's face when Wicked
Ways raised his hand? Classic!
The seats of the park begins to rattle with the
sheer volume of cheers for the figure that has just appeared on the ramp way.
Chants of "Franchise, Franchise" and other screams of excitement roar
as the Nathaniel Davis, enters wearing his
new "CareerMaker" t-shirt. "Bad To The Bone" by
George Thorogood and The Destroyers plays as Davis tags hands with the
fans. As he walks down he stops at the very same fan that Ways had startled. Davis
looks at the fan and takes of his shirt. He hands his shirt to the fan and
shakes his hand. Davis points to the ring where Ways is
waiting. Wicked Ways calls for Davis to enter the ring.
Davis rushes to the ring and charges at Ways.
Fortune: Regardless of what the boys in the back think,
Davis is definitely the fan favorite here tonight!
Hunt: Fan favorite? Big whoop dee doo! What, Davis'
going to tell kids to take their vitamins and say prayers?
Davis takes the fight right to Ways with a volley
of rights. Ways reels and Davis goes to the ropes and comes back with
a clothesline. Ways is still standing; Davis goes to the ropes again
and again clotheslines the large man. Ways, however, still stands
against Davis' attack. Davis goes once again to the ropes, but this
time Ways ducks the clothesline and Davis comes off the opposite
ropes to end up on the receiving end of a spinning sideslam. Ways roars
and the crowd responds with "boos".
Fortune: Davis came out of the blocks with a good
start!
Hunt: ...But he ran into a brick wall!
Ways lifts Davis to his feet and whips him to the
corner. Ways follows and flattens Davis in the corner with his
body. Ways grabs Davis and sends him to the opposite corner and again
follows with a squash in the corner. Ways places his foot on the throat
of Davis while holding on to the top rope, blatantly choking Starr in the
corner. Ref Patricia Albertson counts at Ways.
Fortune: Wicked Ways using his impressive size to
his advantage!
Hunt: Well at least he and I have some " thing" in
common!
Fortune: What? You should be wearing a mask as well?
Hunt: Yes. Hey wait a second?
Ways releases the choke at the four count and he
once again whips Davis to the ropes. Ways ducks his head for a back
body drop but Davis counters by holding onto the ropes. Davis
kicks Ways in the chest and a swinging neckbreaker from Davis sends
both men to the mat. The crowd pops for Davis. He gets up and drops an
elbow across the chest of Ways.
Fortune: Davis is turning this match around!
Hunt: Listen to you! You sound like Kup in Transformers the
Movie! "Optimus did it! He turned the tide!" But you know what,
Optimus Prime died! How 'bout them apples?!
Ways gets to his feet and rushes at Davis. In a
miraculous show of strength Davis is able to lift the rushing Ways
and land a quick spinebuster on the giant. Davis goes for the early pin.
1...
Fortune: Davis looking to end this match quickly!
Hunt: I would too if I were in the ring with Wicked
Ways!
Fortune: If you were in the ring with the massive monster,
you would either a). crap your pants, or b). crap your pants!
Ways literally bench presses Davis off of him and
makes it back to a vertical base. Davis encroaches on Ways and lands
a knifeedge chop across the chest of Ways. The crowd can be heard saying "
Woooo". Ways stares a hole into Davis' head as another chop from
the Entertainment Franchise makes a loud slap that fills the
arena. Ways pounds on his chest and roars loudly before sending Davis
to the mat with a devastating short arm clothesline.
Fortune: Down goes Davis!
Ways lifts Davis to his feet and lays a knee into
the gut of Davis. Ways sets up Davis for a piledriver. Ways hops
up and plants Davis' head into the mat. Ways with the cover.
Fortune: Jumping piledriver! This could be it fans!
Hunt: Already, I was hoping for Wicked to beat his ass
a little more!
1 ... A kickout by Davis.
Fortune: You may just get your wish, Alex!
Ways grabs Davis by the throat, taunting the crowd
before attempting the chokeslam. When Ways' focus returns to Davis, a sharp
poke in the eye sends the 7' 4" monster back to the ropes. A drop
toehold sends a charging Ways face first into the mat. Davis climbs
on the back of Ways and applies the patented sleeper hold. The fans cheer
incessently.
Davis: The Intercontinental Champ trying to slow
the momentum of the match!
Hunt: He's bitch fighting!
Ways manages to get back up even as Davis
maintains the sleeper hold. Ways begins to waver while on his feet. The
crowd roars with exhaliration as Ways begins to weaken. Ways quickly
falls back on top of Davis to break the hold.
Hunt: Timber! That is one way to break a sleeper!
Ways rolls off Davis and gets back up. Ways
signals to the crowd that he is ready to finish the match with a show of a
thumbs down. The crowd "boos". As Ways goes back to the ropes
and comes down on the fallen Nathaniel Davis with ...
Fortune: The End! (big splash ) Ohmigosh, Davis may be
flattened!
Hunt: Anybody for Franchise pancakes?
Ways goes for the cover. Ref Albertson with the count.
1... 2 ... Davis exhaustedly kicks out from the pin.
Ways in frustration argues with the ref. She
maintains her position.
Fortune: Now who's that?
Hunt: HKWF in the house!
The sadistic Monarch, current Heavyweight Champion of HKWF,
enters from the back and waits at the top of the stage. Davis lands a
quick low blow to stun the big man. The Ref was focused on Monarch's entrance
and doesn't see it. Davis rises up amidst a chorus of cheers from the
crowd. Ways is sent into the corner by Davis from a Hot Off the
Press (spear).
Fortune: A Hot Off the Press from the
Champ sends Wicked Ways in the corner!
Hunt: Wicked Ways is just resting!
Davis goes through the ropes and onto the apron and up
the turnbuckle behind Ways. Davis grabs Ways' head and takes off the
top turnbuckle and lands an inverted DDT. Monarch slowly creeps to the
ring.
Fortune: Great Stephon Elijah! A top rope tornado
and Wicked Ways is out!
Hunt: No, no, noooooooo!
Davis goes for the pin. Ref Albertson with the
count.
1... 2...
Just before Ref Newman's hand goes down a third
time she is pulled out of the ring by Monarch to save Ways. Davis
gets up and hops over the ropes and takes Monarch down with a slingshot
plancha. Davis helps Patricia Newman up. Ways has regained
his stance and reaches over the ropes to grab Davis by the back of the
neck. Davis is brought back into the ring via a face front chokeslam.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Wicked Ways just
fed Davis a mouthful of canvas thanks to that facefront chokeslam!
Hunt: That's the Bad Company I know!
Ways makes the cover. Ref Newman slides back into the
ring.
1… 2 …
Fortune: Three! Wicked Ways wins the match and the
Intercontinental Championship! Damn it! Nathaniel Davis could have
had the match won if it wasn't for that HKWF bastard Monarch!
Hunt: "Could have", key word being "could!"
Your winner and new Intercontinental Champion, the massive monster, Wicked
Ways!
Kowloon Park fills with all sorts of disapproving
chants. The Ref tries to separate Ways from Davis. Ways continues to
choke Davis. Monarch powerbombs Patricia Newman and begins to go
to work on the gut of Davis with vicious stomps. Ways lets go of the
choke only to powerbomb Monarch onto the fallen Nathaniel Davis.
Fortune: Holy Jazmin Andrea! Wicked Ways just
spikes Monarch into Davis with a powerbomb!
Hunt: Monarch is not only the HKWF Heavyweight
Champion and a great competitor, but he's a great weapon! I guess he
proven his point to Davis that HKWF is an organization worthy to be contended
with!
Running down the rampway is an Asian man standing at
somewhere around six feet tall and looking to weigh around 250 to 255 pounds.
He hair is black and pinned back into a ponytail which hangs down his back. He
wears no shirt which exposes the numerous scars all over his upper torso and
denim jeans. There is a long scar from the top of his forehead intersecting
through his left eye down to his jaw. Wrapped around his gloved hands is barbed
wire. The crowd goes into a frenzied cheer at the sight of the man.
Hunt: Who is this guy?
Fortune: Alex, that is Gideon! He and Monarch having been
waging a bloody war throughout the HKWF the past six months!
Gideon slides into the ring and immediately goes to swinging
lefts and rights on Wicked Ways, the barbed wire ripping into his mask as well
as flesh. Ways forcefully pushes Gideon to the corner and steps over the top
rope, leaving.
Fortune: Wicked Ways is hightailing it out of there!
Hunt: Wicked Ways has nothing to prove! He beat the snot out
of that goody goody Nathaniel Davis and won the Intercontinental title! Why
should he stay and fight this Gideon idiot?
Gideon lifts up Monarch, who is still dazed from being
powerbombed, and picks him up to deliver ...
Fortune: Deliverance! (Burning Hammer)
Hunt: What a cheap shot!
Gideon kick/rolls Monarch out of the ring and immediately
goes to check on Davis. Gideon helps him to his feet and the crowd explodes
even louder with their cheers.
As Wicked Ways walks through the curtains he is blindsided
by Eddie Henchman wielding a metal bat. Henchman connects several times on Ways
right arm.
Fortune: Eddie Henchman giving it all he has to avenge his
fallen stablemates!
Hunt: Henchman just knows that Wicked was going to come
searching for him before the night was over! Might as well face the music!
Ways catches the bat in his left hand and kicks Henchman in
the midsection. Henchman doubles over onto the floor. Ways cracks the bat over
Henchman’s head, busting him open. Lifting the now unconscious and profusely
bleeding Henchman up by his hair, Ways speaks.
---GZW Heavyweight Championship Match: "The Desert
Storm" Magic vs. Sincere---
Ways: There is no one left to protect him. My day is
dawning. Prepare for the Wicked Way.
Fortune: After an action packed show already it's time for
our main event! It will be for the most prestigious prize in all of wrestling
today, the GZW World Championship!
Hunt: That's right, the professor of psychological
wargames and mastermind of mindgames, Sincere will defend his title
against that goody-goody Magic. He makes me so sick!
Fortune: Love him or hate him, there is absolutely no
doubting that Sincere is one hell of a wrestler. But many feel that his
reign will end tonight. Magic is primed and ready. Let's get to the ring!
" " by ___ plays introducing the
number one contender, Magic. Pyro explodes around the entranceway and fireworks
rocket into the sky as Magic comes down the aisle to loud pops from the
fans. A fan's sign reads "Kick his ass, Magic!" Magic gets in
the ring, pulling on the ropes, getting himself mentally ready for the match.
"Sprach Zarathrusta" by Richard Strauss plays
as the GZW Champ, Sincere, makes his way to the ring accompanied
by his wife, Forever, who is carrying the Heavyweight belt. Sincere gets
in the ring, taunting Magic and pointing at the championship belt.
Senior Referee Richard Dark holds up the belt, showing
the world the prize for the match,
Forever steps out of the ring. Sincere gets in the face
of Magic and taunts him. Sincere then slaps him in the
face. Magic looks to the fans and then knocks down Sincere with a
thunderous right hand. The crowd pops. Sincere gets up, charges in
and Magic promptly knocks him down with another right hand. Magic
lifts up Sincere and whips him to the ropes. Magic
catches Sincere in the mouth with a back elbow. Sincere gets up and
crawls to the corner. Magic follows him to the corner and
pummels Sincere in the corner with head-rattling right hands. Magic
whips Sincere into the opposite corner. Magic charges in,
but Sincere catches him with a back elbow. Magic staggers back and Sincere
levels him with a wicked clothesline. Sincere looks to some fans in the
front row and spits at them.
Fortune: If I were Sincere, I would keep my focus
on Magic instead of taunting the fans!
Hunt: If I were Sincere, I would be big pimping, spending
cheese!
Sincere picks Magic up and rocks his head
with a series of European uppercuts. Sincere shoves Magic into the
corner and hammers away with several right hands. Sincere then
chokes Magic with his boot. The ref calls for the break.
Hunt: That's it Sincere! Keep it up!
Sincere then tosses Magic out of the corner with a
double arm suplex. The cover by Sincere, but Magic kicks out.
Sincere bounces off the ropes and drops a knee across the head of Magic.
The champ then applies a rear chinlock on Magic. The fans chant to rally Magic.
Fortune: Listen to these fans! I can't hear myself think!
Hunt: What?
Magic gets to his feet and drives a couple
of elbows to the gut of Sincere to break free. Magic runs and
bounces off the ropes, but Sincere takes him back down with a knee to the
gut. Magic is sent flipping in the air and lands in a seated
position. Sincere goes back to the attack with boots to the back of the
head. Sincere lifts up Magic and hits a delayed suplex. The cover,
but Magic kicks out again. Sincere gets in the face of Richard Dark,
arguing that it was a slow count.
Fortune: The count was legit! You won't be able to pressure
Richard Dark again!
Sincere is still in the face of the ref. Magic
gets up, turns Sincere around and greets him with several punishing right
hands. Irish whip by Magic followed by a powerslam. The cover by Magic,
but Sincere kicks out. Magic lifts up Sincere to the roar of the
crowd. Magic whips Sincere to the ropes. Magic charges and
clotheslines Sincere out of the ring.
Fortune: The champ is sent out of the ring!
Sincere tries to regroup out on the floor,
but Magic gives him little time as gets on the apron and hits a diving
clothesline onto the floor. Magic brings Sincere up onto his
feet. Forever comes over and feebly punches Magic in the
back. Magic turns around. This gives Sincere enough time to
hook Magic and drop him in a belly to back suplex on the ground.
Fortune: What impact on the suplex on the ground!
Hunt: That's why he is the champ, Kandi!
Sincere picks up Magic and whips him into the
guardrail. Sincere charges and clotheslines Magic, sending him over the
guardrail and into the crowd. Security comes to part the crowd to get them away
from the wrestlers. Sincere lands punishing blows to the head of
Magic. Sincere has Magic ready for a piledriver. Sincere goes
for it, but Magic reverses, elevating Sincere in a back body
drop. Sincere comes crashing down onto the hard concrete park ground.
Hunt: No! Get up!
Magic tosses Sincere back over the rail and back
to ringside. Magic lands some more right hands before rolling Sincere
into the ring. Magic gets in the ring and whips Sincere to the ropes.
Spinebuster by Magic. The cover. The count by Ref Dark.
1 ... 2 ...
Kick out by Sincere. Forever gets on the apron to
distract the ref. While Magic goes to pick up Sincere, Sincere gets a
thumb to the eyes of Magic. Sincere then drops Magic with a
DDT. Sincere then lifts up Magic and hits a cradle piledriver. The
cover.
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: Kick out by Magic!
Sincere can't believe it. He then goes up to the top
turnbuckle. Magic gets to his feet. Sincere jumps going for a double
ax handle, but Magic catches him and hits a huge belly to belly suplex.
The crowd erupts. The cover.
1 ... 2 ...
Kick out! Forever, with the Heavyweight belt in
hand, gets on the apron to distract the ref. Magic turns around and
stops her dead in his tracks. Forever jumps down off the
apron and begs off Magic, but not before throwing the belt to
Sincere. Sincere catches the belt and plasters it over Magic's
head. The cover by Sincere. Richard Dark turns around to count.
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: Kick out by Magic! Sincere is beside himself!
Sincere picks up Magic and lands a few shots to
the head. Irish whip by Sincere, reverse by Magic. Sincere ducks a
clothesline, kicks Magic in the gut and hits the...
Fortune: Sincerely Yours! (double underhook
powerbomb) This could do it!
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: Kick out by Magic! Magic just got the shoulder
up with Ref Dark's hand only mere inches before coming down for three!
Sincere picks up Magic, kicks him in the gut again and
goes for a second Sincerely Yours, but Magic instead hooks Sincere's waist
and drops him in a release german suplex. Magic, feeding off the energy of the
crowd, whips Sincere to the ropes and nails a tiltawhirl back breaker. Magic
is calling for the Final Destination. But as he holds him up, Sincere rakes the
eyes. Magic drops Sincere behind him. Sincere reaches back and
nails a falling neckbreaker.
Fortune: What a desperation move by Sincere! It took
everything he had left in his body! You're not saying much, Alex!
Hunt: Can't talk right now! Have to will Sincere to beat
this little boring punk Magic!
Both men are lying on the mat. The crowd is on its feet,
cheering on Magic. Both men get up as Wicked Ways walks down the rampway toward
the ring.
Fortune: Why is he out here? Hasn't he already caused enough
destruction by taking out each of the CHAOS THEORY (c) as well as Nathaniel
Davis?
Hunt: Who is Wicked Ways going to help here as he doesn't
give two sh!ts about either one of them!
Sincere beats Magic to the punch with several
rapid rights. Whip by Sincere is reversed by Magic. Sincere comes off
the ropes. Magic drops his head. Sincere capitalizes by quickly
hooking Magic and nailing a gutwrench diving powerbomb. The crowd boos
loudly. As Sincere notices Wicked Ways standing at ringside he turns to point
at the masked monster. Magic grabs Sincere, whips him to the ropes,
lifts him in a gorilla press and drops him down to the mat. Magic drops
back with his blind elbow drop. The cover. The count by Senior Referee Richard
Dark.
1 ... 2 ...
Fortune: Three! New World Champion! Magic wins the GZW
World Title!
Hunt: No! Sincere why have you forsaken me!
Fortune: The GZW has a World Champion they can be proud
of again and he is "The Desert Storm" Magic Fiery!
Magic stands victorious on the turnbuckle, holding his
new World Championship belt high in the air as Sincere rolls out the
ring. Magic stands before the world as its new champion. Hades, carrying
the LightHeavyweight belt, Aqua, Fubu with the TV title in hand, Risky Gold
with the Tag Team belts on, Team Smooth with Crystal make their way down the
rampway led by Steph. Magic and Wicked Ways make eye contact as Ways easily
steps over the guardrail and makes his departure through the crowd.
Fortune: The backstage is pouring out to show our new Champ
much love and support on his victory! It has truly been a night of the good
guys!
Hunt: I think I'm going to be sick!
Fortune: What a night it has been fans as every title
changed hands! The balance of power has truly shifted in the GZW now! For
Alexander Hunt, I am Kandi Fortune saying goodnight everybody from
HeatWave in Hong Kong!
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