Post by MPW Owner Bob Herman on Nov 8, 2012 23:47:01 GMT -5
Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2012
Channel: WTN (Wrestling Television Network)
Venue: Mandalay Bay Events Center, Las Vegas Nevada
Time: 9pm EST/ 5pm PST
["Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine hits over the stereo system as the fans immediately go nuts. After a few brief seconds Trey Baxter steps out onto the top of the ramp wearing his wrestling attire with a black "Lights Out" t-shirt on.]
Thomas Simon: Here he comes! Welcome to TNT fans, we are kicking it off with Trey Baxter!
[He has his MPW World Heavyweight Title slung over his right shoulder as he begins to walk down the ramp and towards the ring with a huge smile on his face. He climbs up the stairs and into the ring as he walks over to the corner and climbs up on the second turnbuckle as he raises his World Title high in the air as the fans go crazy. He steps down and goes to the opposite side of the ring and does it again. After a few seconds he jumps down and walks over and grabs a mic before returning to the middle of the ring as his music fades out.]
Trey Baxter: I would like to once again welcome you to MY show. Thursday Night Take Down!
Bob Herman: He calls it his show. Pff
[He gets a huge pop from the crowd.]
Baxter: As you all know I'm your World Champion and the greatest athlete in the world Trey fucking Baxter!
[He gets an even louder pop from the crowd as they begin to chant his name.]
Baxter: Now I'm sure as you all know I am NOT scheduled to fight here tonight.
[The crowd lets out a few boo's.]
Baxter: I know, I know. It's just not TNT without me wrestling. It just isn't. That's why I had to come out here and made sure you people got at least a little bit of your money's worth because we ALL know that you're here to see me!
[He pauses for a moment as he lets out an arrogant grin.]
Baxter: Now the reason I'm not fighting tonight is because tomorrow night I will be defending my World Title against Johnny Clash on Unsanctioned!
[The crowd once again goes nuts.]
Baxter: At Unsanctioned I am going to beat the living shit out of Johnny Clash and walk out STILL World Champ...
[All of a sudden "Smack Down" by Thousand Foot Krutch blasts over the speakers as the crowd once again goes crazy in anticipation of Aidan Caine. Caine steps out onto the top of the ramp with a mic already in hand. He stops at the top of the ramp as he cues for his music to stop.]
Thomas Simon: What does Aidan have to say?
Aidan Caine: Ladies and gentlemen I present to you YOUR World Champion Trey Baxter.
[He begins to clap as the fans begin to cheer. Trey looks at him shaking his head.]
Caine: Sorry to interrupt YOUR show Trey but I just had to do it. I saw you waving around that World Title of yours and then I heard you talking about that World Title of yours and so I just had to come out here.
Baxter: Aidan Caine. You're lucky I like you Caine. Most guys wouldn't still be standing there if they interrupted me like you just did.
Caine: You hear that everyone? The World Champ likes me.
Baxter: What's the point of all this Caine? I'm a little confused here...
Caine: The point is your World Title...
[The fans cheer as Trey grabs his World Title off his shoulder and looks at it before looking back at Caine.]
Baxter: What about it?
Caine: Well if I remember correctly last week you said I could have a shot at your World Title anytime and anywhere I wanted. Is that right?
Baxter: That's what I said. And after I'm done with Clash tomorrow I'll gladly beat you...
Caine: Well you see that's the thing Trey. I've been waiting for way too long. I've deserved a shot at that belt of yours for months now and I've sat around and watched others get shots that they didn't even deserve. Well it's time for me to stop sitting around and waiting. It's time for me to take what belongs to me. I want my shot...RIGHT NOW!
Thomas Simon: OH MY GOD!
Bob Herman: Wow! Could you imagine that main event!?
[The crowd goes nuts as Aidan stares down Trey who is shocked. After a moment Trey looks at his title and then steps back to where he's in the middle of the ring and then drops the title in front of him.]
Baxter: You want my title?
[Caine nods his head yes.]
Baxter: Come get it!
[Trey and Caine both drop they're mics at the same time as Caine comes walking down the ramp and towards the ring. They continue to stare each other down the entire way until Caine slides into the ring and gets face to face with the World Champion. A referee runs out and grabs the title and moves it out of the way as the bell rings. Trey and Caine exchange a few words before they both grab a hold of each others shirts with both hands. After a second they rip down on the shirts and reveal that they are both wearing the same black shirt that says "Elite Kings" on it. They both have huge smiles on their faces as they raise each others hand high in the air as a new tag team has formed.]
Bob Herman: What?! These two are teaming up? What a joke!
Thomas Simon: this is ground breaking!
[Trey and Aidan move on to the turnbuckles to taunt with the cheering fans]
Thomas Simon: Ladies and gentlemen we have kicked off the show with a huge announcement involving Trey Baxter and Aidan Caine!
Bob Herman: You know Tommy, it doesn’t get bigger here in MPW than those two and the two of them together, WOW. They will be unstoppable.
Thomas Simon: Let’s jump right in to the action Bobby! It is time for John Fishermans return to the ring!
Singles Match
[[As the opening riff of "John the Fisherman" echoes aRose the arena, John Fisherman reveals himself on the stage. John simply stares into the crowd in disdain. He starts walking down the ramp.]]
Honey Winters: This opening match is scheduled for one fall! From Denver Colorado, making his way to the ring, John Fisherman!
Thomas Simon: John Fisherman fresh off his suspension in MPW and ready for action!
Bob Herman: No more beard, no more long hair, he looks like a new man.
Thomas Simon: Let’s not forget we are used to seeing Biguns at his side as well.
[[As he arrives at ringside he stops for a brief moment to stare at a random member of the crowd who is not ashamed to express his hatred for him. In response John simply shakes his head and resumes, making his way up the stairs and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes. He then stands in the center of the ring, where John finally does his signature pose.The arena lights dim, as golden spotlights pass throughout, catching various clusters of fans within their amber glow. "Bedroom Eyes" by Yngwie Malmsteen begins to pipe throughout the arena's sound system, as the spotlights ascend upon the rampway, merging into one solid beam. Tyler Rose then emerges from the back, standing atop the rampway, basking in the light a smile upon his face]]
Honey Winters: And his opponent. Making his way to the ring from Miami Florida, Playboy Tyler Rose!
[[Tyler continues down the ramp with an arrogant strut. The camera cuts back to Fisherman who stares at him with intent in his eyes. Tyler climbs up the ring steps and in to the ring. Fisherman runs towards him with a clothesline as the music stops and the bell rings]]
Thomas Simon: John Fisherman wasting little time getting on the offense here!
Bob Herman: He’s hungry, he is ready for the challenge
[[Fisherman lands a cheap shot early as he beats down Rose, forcing him into the turnbuckle as Rose dodges a running elbow and goes to the second rope, looking to hit a hurricanrana early. But Fisherman counters, and just in the instant hits a massive powerbomb that has him already in immense control of the match.]]
Thomas Simon: What a move!
Bob Herman: pure power offense here by Fisherman!
[[Fisherman locks in a quick submission hold as Rose tries to squirm free of the leg lock and does, but Fisherman is right back on the attack, stomping on Rose’s leg as he locks in a leg lock once more. Fisherman lands a leg drop and attempts a two count, but Rose kicks out and pulls himself up on the ropes, waiting for Fisherman to charge as he plays possum and pulls down on the ropes, hurling Fisherman out of the ring.]]
Bob Herman: this is a battle of who wants it more by two young athletes striving in this company.
Thomas Simon: it’s a battle of arrogance that’s what it is!
[[Rose poses on the apron for a second before he waits for Fisherman to get to his feet, flying high in the air and hitting a Rose body, and as both men land on the outside, Rose makes it to his feet first, looking for the Facial. But Fisherman dodges, and then as he gets to his feet, hits a rolling elbow that almost renders Rose unconscious. Fisherman hurls Rose back in the ring, follows up with a pin that gets a two count, and then picks him back up, setting up for another rolling elbow.]]
Thomas Simon: it keeps getting more brutal by the second as this opening match goes on.
Bob Herman: I’m impressed with Fisherman here. He looks like he never left.
Thomas Simon: usually there is ring rust involved but it seems that isn’t the case here.
[[But this time, more aware of his predicament, Rose dodges, running to the ropes and looking for a clothesline. Fisherman ducks, and on Rose’s rebound, Fisherman hits an elbow to his jaw, stopping him in mid-run, and then Fisherman goes to the ropes himself, hitting an elbow of his own. Rose is down, and Fisherman looks to lock in the cobra clutch, only for it to be spun out of by Rose, who then gets to his feet and looks for an enzugiri.]]
Thoms Simon: What a move by Tyler Rose! These guys are just beating each other up out here.
[[Tyler picks Fisherman up and hits the Facial. He climbs to the top rope as the fans boo. He leaps off and hits The Money Shot!]]
Thomas Simon: That’s gotta be it!
Bob Herman: What a move!
1.....2......3!
Honey Winters: Here is your winner, Tyler Rose!
[[Tyler gets his armed raised as he checks his lip for blood. He rolls out of the ring as the scene cuts to commercial]]
Thomas Simon: we are back live in Las Vegas Nevada!
[[The scene pans around the Vegas scenery as the fans cheer from the Mandalay Bay Events Center. The scene cuts back to the parking lot where a motorcycle is heard. A Harley Davidson pulls in to a parking spot as Terrin Reign steps on to the ground. He takes his helmet off and hangs it from the handle. He looks mean as ever as he walks towards the arena]]
Thomas Simon: Terrin Reign is here and boy does he look pissed off!
Handicap Match
[[The bell rings to start the introductions as X Gon Give it to YA by DMX Plays in the background]]
Honey Winters: In the ring from Las Vegas Nevada, A member of the True Wrestling Icons, Jason X!
[[The fans boo as Jason X walks to the corner and puts an X with his arms up in the air]]
Honey Winters: And his partner, from..
[[Taufik grabs the microphone as Jamal stands next to him]]
Taufik: Shut up you whore!
[[The fans boo as Honey looks taken back]]
Taufik: As you know last week I had hurt myself during the TLC Match for the Television Championship.
[[The fans boo as Taufik moves towards the ropes]]
Taufik: So therefore I am forfitting my place in this match.
Thomas Simon: What? Taufik isn’t going to be involved here?
Bob Herman: I don’t think so Tommy Boy!
[[Jason Xavier gets in Taufiks face and starts yelling at him]]
Jason Xavier: What the fuck!? Are you kidding me man?
[[Taufik backs up and stands on the apron]]
Taufik: Easy easy. I am sending someone in my place
[[Jason and Jamal look at him confused. Suddenly RIDE LIVE FIGHT appears on the screen as the fans boo even louder. Terrin walks from the back and stops at the top of the ramp. His face is expressionless as you see him punching the air, warming up for the fight.]]
Honey Winters: And their opponent, from Los Angeles California.. The Last Outlaw, Terrin Reign!
[[With Pantera's "Five Minutes Alone" blaring over the PA, he starts a slow march towards the ring, unphased and continously taking jabs in the air, ready to fight. He finally gets down to the ring and slides his large frame in under the bottom rope, then leaps up to his feet. He stares at the crowd with a stone cold, expresionless gaze, still throwing shots into the air in front of him before stopping to hit his chest two times and moving towards his corner.]]
Thomas Simon: look at the gaze in the eyes of Terrin Reign, one half of the Tag Team Champions.
Bob Herman: this guy can be Tag Champs all by himself if need be. He is a monster
[[Taufik looks on from the apron and he orders Jamal to take his shirt off. Jamal hesitates as Terrin rushes towards them. Taufik pushes Jamal towards Terrin and is met with a big boot to the face as the bell rings. Taufik jumps down on to the floor and limps around the ring as manager]]
Thomas Simon: I guess Jamal is taking Taufik’s spot. What a cowardly way out.
Bob Herman: The man is injured Thomas. Get over it.
[[Jamal hits the ground hard as Jason X stays in the corner picking his spot. Terrin picks Jamal up and backs him in to the corner. He punches Jamal in the stomach repeatedly with lefts and rights. He lets Jamal out of the corner as he holds his gut. Terrin grabs his head and knocks him over with a headbutt.]]
Thomas Simon: Terrin really taking it to Jamal here.
[[Jason Xavier climbs to the top rope and jumps off with a cross body but Terrin catches him. He falls back and delivers a fallaway slam to Jason. Jason rolls out of the ring leaving Terrin with Jamal. Taufik yells from the floor but Terrin stares in to him and Taufik turns away]]
Bob Herman: What a move by the big man
Thomas Simon: he tossed Jason like it was nothing.
Bob Herman: what’s Jason doing?
[[Jason Xavier holds his back by the ramp and starts walking up it. He waves at the ring and walks out on his partner]]
Bob Herman: He is leaving Jamal in there all alone!
[[Jamal sits up in the corner and looks at Jason walking away. Taufik limps over to yell at him as Terrin smiles in the ring. He takes Jamal by the head and pulls him up. Jamal squirms and looks up at Terrin in Fear. He pushes Jamal in to the ropes and runs forward with The Silencer! He leans down and pins Jamal staring in to Taufik]]
1....2......3!
Bob Herman: Terrin just kicked the crap out of Jamal and Taufik just watched.
Thomas Simon: No one can beat this guy he is vicious and inhumane!
Bob Herman: why don’t you go tell him that Tom, ill hold your headset. Go ahead.
Thomas Simon: I think im fine up here Bob!
[[Taufik rolls Jamal out of the ring and pulls him up as they head up the ramp. The camera moves to the announcers booth as Bob and Tom wave to fans surrounding their sky box]]
Thomas Simon: it is a big fight feel tonight ladies and gentlemen here on TNT!
Bob Herman: we have already seen some intense action here tonight and we are far from done!
[[Taufik and Jamal walk backstage as Taufik yells at Jamal. While they were walking, they saw two familiar faces in their way, further down the hall. As they head closer, they saw it was none other than Aidan Caine and Camilla. They were standing close to one another, heads bowed, speaking softly about something that looked important. Moving closer to them, Taufik cleared his throat and it caught the attention of Caine and Camilla as he started to speak.]]
Taufik: Jamal, look who we have here?
[[Jamal then started to speak in Persian as he answer rthe question.]]
Jamal: Yes Taufik, what’s in front of me is a guy who has an impregnated girlfriend but not sure whether it’s his or not but it doesn't matter because it’s going to be a bastard child and look whose beside him. It’s your ex girlfriend that got suckered in to Aidan Caine’s charms.
Taufik: I agree with you Jamal.
Camilla then looked into the eyes of Jamal as she spoke.
Camilla: If you’ve got the balls to speak the exact same words you said just now, please be my guest, or else get out of my face.
Taufik: Oh looks like someone is getting feisty here. So that’s what Aidan Caine has taught you while you left me? I guess that he has taught you how to be a bitch very well. You’re mind is more corrupted than I thought and why you’re even here? You’re contract with me has been terminated so you don't have the rights to be here. Well Jamal, better call the security to come over because someone is trespassing.
Camilla and Aidan Caine then give out a small laugh that left both Taufik and Jamal confused as she spoke.
Camilla: Well, heres something that you don't know since we broke up and maybe your old friend Caine couldansweryour question on my behalf.
Caine stepped a little closer to his former friend and his new colleague, looking him up and down.
Aidan Caine: First off, rhetorical question, what do you do the other 364 days a year Mr. Hanky when you’re not climbing out of the toilets of children on Christmas?
Taufik simply looked perplexed by the popular South Park reference and Caine continued with an amused smirk on his face.
Aidan Caine: Camilla has found her voice and I’m proud of her for that. What can I say? A little bit of me has rubbed off on her.
[[He winked and Taufik looked ready to deck him. It was popular knowledge Taufik believed there as more going on between his ex-girlfriend and his former friend, despite Caine’s insistence that nothing was indeed happening. He liked to rile up his former best friend and he knew just how to do it.]]
Aidan Caine: Whoa now, easy LBF, she already knew about the word balls she’d just never seen real ones until she left you…
[[This time Jamal had to hold Taufik back and Caine got a quick chuckle as the fans looked on, cheering one of their favorites as he spoke in innuendo.]]
Aidan Caine: Now before your get your turban in a bunch you should probably know that Cam here has every reason to be here. So call security and they’ll only laugh at you too, just like we are. See, Camilla may not be under contract to manage YOU anymore. But that meant she was now a free agent. It was only a matter of time before someone grabbed her up. So, Taufik, Taufik's bitch, may I introduce to you, MY new manager, I think you know her, the lovely Camilla Jeperson.
[[Caine gestured to a smiling Camilla before leaning down and getting right into Taufik’s face, rudely raising his arm up and holding one large hand directly in front of Jamal’s, as if the man didn’t even register on his radar. He spoke low and with warning in his voice.]]
Aidan Caine: She is well paid, well taken care of; she is no long being hit, or treated like property, or being called a bitch. If she acts like one it’s because someone deserves it and as for my kid? If you want to call a child that will be mine a bastard again? How about I make your little significant other Jamal here a widow? That kid is mine no matter who the dad ends up being. Got it?
[[Jamal moved to give Aidan a punch to the face but Taufik stopped it. He then stepped forward and had a stare down with Caine as he spoke.]]
Taufik: Caine, you and I were once buddies remember? Why did you turn your back on me when I needed you the most? I’ve always been on your side whether it’s a four sided, six sided and even eight sided, I’ve always by your side when you won your title, when your fiancé died, and when we trained together. It’s been always been the two of us against the world and now what has happened?
[[Camilla stepped forward as she began to speak.]]
Camilla: It's because of one stupid article and the fans told you off. That made you like this and now you’re taking your frustration out on America because of that ridiculous article.
[[Taufik turned his attention to Camilla as he got into her face.]]
Taufik: Good answer there. Since you know so much about it, why you would you stick to this idiot that is only good for making jokes and like all the Americans, he has more screwed up values than me, the guy who is showing you to the path of good and helping you to stay away from people like him. Give me one good reason.
Camilla: Because people like YOU are exactly who I need to stay away from and because he is more of a man that you will ever be!
Taufik raised his arm and was about to slap her but he was immediately stopped by Caine as he blocked Taufik’s swinging hand with his own forearm and in turn gave Taufik and open handed bitch slap that looked like it knocked all the taste out of Taufik’s mouth.
Aidan Caine: How do YOU like it huh?!?!
There was a huge pop from the fans as Taufik grabbed the side of his face in shock as Caine glared down at him.
Aidan Caine: Not so much fun is it?! Being slapped around?! Quite being a whiny, sniffling, little run of a man and grow a pair! It was one article. ONE. ARTICLE!
Taufik: I guess I found out the answer. You might not realize it, but you want to know why our friendship died? It was because of this bitch that is now managing you. It was because of her that we have the table match and if it wasn't for her to get in our way in that match, we wouldn't be in this situation now aren’t we? And if you didn't stick your nose into my affairs, maybe she would still be with me.
[[Aidan Caine: Our friendship died because you decided to become more of a bitch than she could ever dream of being. THAT is why our friendship died. She had nothing to do with it but if you want to blame her for how that match ended then why don’t we just have another one to see just who REALLY is the better man huh?]]
Camilla: Caine…
Aidan Caine: No! Let’s end this. Once and for all. You and me Taufik. In that ring. Laying all our cards on the table. You name the match. You name the conditions. No matter what they are, I’m there! Are you game you cowardly little fudge monkey?!
[[Taufik then gives out a laugh as he speaks.]]
Taufik: I knew you too well that it would come down to this, just like the old times. The match that were going to have is the match that the both of us started from, but instead of the Octagon, it’s going to be in the ring confided inside a steel cage where the only way to win is to escape. NO pinfall, NO submission and let’s see who will survive that.
Camilla: Taufik! You can’t do this! This is madness and somebody could get really hurt. If it’s not Caine, it’s yours!
Taufik: Why would you want to care about that? I’m sure you love to see me gone from here won’t you?
[[As Camilla was about to answer, Caine stops her as he speaks.]]
Aidan Caine: You want our match to be in the steel cage? And if I win will you shut your mouth and leave us alone until you get your facts right? If that’s the case than you’re on. Next week, you and I in a steel cage match.
[[Taufik gives out a smirk as he and Jamal walk away from the both of them knowing that Caine has accepted the match as the scene fades to black with Camilla looking worried about the both of them.]]
Thomas Simon: Welcome back! It is time for some X-Core action! Are you ready Bob?
Bob Herman: Im a little squeamish Tom, I hope it goes black and white when we show blood
Thomas Simon: no one hopes that..
X-Core Rules - #1 Contender
["Living in a Dream" by Finger Eleven blasts through the loudspeakers. The crowd goes wild as Jordan bursts through the curtain. Yellow fireworks go off as Jordan stands atop the entrance ramp and raises his arms. Jordan walks down the entrance ramp and high fives fans along the way. Jordan steps through the ropes and as he does so, more yellow fireworks go off on top of the entrance ramp. Jordan goes to each of the turnbuckles and poses, with his arms in the air.]
Honey Winters: This match is to determine one of the number one contenders for the X-CORE TITLE. Introducing first from Melbourne, Australia...JORDANNNN STOOOORRMMMMM!!!
[Storm climbs down from the turnbuckle as he begins to stretch as he awaits his opponent.]
["Violence" By Dope begins to play and the arena goes dark. Red lazors begin flashing around the arena, and the ramp begins to put out smoke. After the first verse the lights begin to flash blood red as Kuk Killswitch comes out from the back wearing a black hoodie with the hood covering his head and his usual ring attire. He is carrying a garbage can full of Kendo Sticks over his shoulder with his right hand as he stops at the top of the ramp and puts the garbage can down. He stands on the ramp and inspects the kendo sticks before throwing his pointer fingers in the air as pyro goes off behind him. He lifts up his garbage can and puts it back over his shoulder as he begins to walk down the ramp, yelling and shouting at the crowd who do the same in return.]
Honey Winters - "And his opponent hailing from Ozone Park, New York, he is The Hardcore Reject... KUK KILLLSWITTTCHHH!"
[Kuk is at the bottom of the ramp and he lays his garbage can at ringside. He turns towards the fans and looks at every one of them. He get's in their faces and begin yelling expletives towards them before turning around and walking up the stairs. He orders the ref to open the ropes for him and the ref does. Kuk shoves the ref over and get's in the ring. He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to himself with his thumbs yelling "MY KINGDOM!" out at the crowd. He turns around and sits on the top turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.]
[The ref calls for the bell as Kuk signals Storm to come get him in the corner. Storm thinks about walking over before shaking his head and exiting the ring where he begins to look under the ring for some sort of weapon to use. Kuk decides to stand up on the top turnbuckle and as Storm comes back up with a chair Kuk jumps off and connects with a missile dropkick into the steel chair which connects with Storm's face!]
What a move!
That was ballsy but it looks like it paid off for Kuk.
That might have knocked Storm out cold.
[Storm rolls over and Kuk nails a knee to his face. Storm holds his face and squirms in pain. Kuk picks him up and tosses him in to the corner turnbuckle. He lays his boot in to the throat of Jordan Storm. Storm makes his way to the middle of the ropes and Kuk clotheslines him out of the ring]]
Thomas Simon: this is X-Core Rules! There is no count out
[Kuk walks to the apron and lifts it. He pulls out a Kendo sticks and smiles as he licks it sadistically. Storm jumps and hits a desperate spinning heel kick knocking the cain in to Kuk’s face. Kuk stumbles back towards the barricade and Jordan runs off and jumps in to him with a splash. Kuk leans on the barricade and Jordan lifts him up and over it. Kuk leans on the barricade and Jordan takes the kendo stick. He smacks Kuk across the back as the fans cheer]
Bob Herman: Wow! That has to hurt!
Thomas Simon: there has to be a welt from that!
[Jordan jumps up on to the apron and raises his arms as the fans cheer. He jumps off the apron and hits a three sixty leg drop on to Kuk. Kuk falls over the barricade back on to the floor as Jordan holds his lower back.]]
Thomas Simon: Wow what a move!
[Jordan takes Kuk and rolls him back in to the ring. Jordan takes a steel chair from ringside and tosses it in as he slides in. Jordan places Kuk in the corner and puts the chair over him. He looks at the fans and shrugs with a smile. He climbs to the top rope and gets ready to launch himself off. He leaps in to the air but Kuk pops up and throws the chair at him in mid air. Jordan crashes down to the mat.]
Thomas Simon: OH MY GOD!
Bob Herman: Wow! Jordan was broken in half!
[Kuk stands up and takes Jordan and hits the Ode to Violence! He pins places the chair over his body and climbs to the top rope. Kuk jumps off and hits a body splash on to the chair. He pins]
1....2....3!
Honey Winters: here is your winner, Kuk Killswitch!
[Kuk gets his hand raised as he stands up showing his teeth. The fans begin to cheer as Kuk turns around and is met with a 2 by 4 shot to the head by Ash Soulsfate. The wood splits in half and the broken piece flies out of the ring. Kuk falls backwards and Ash stands in the ring smirking]
Thomas Simon: Payback on Kuk by Ash Soulsfate! Kuk is the number one contender! This is going to erupt at Uncivil War!
Bob Herman: OH I can’t wait Tom!
[[Backstage Johnny Clash is standing outside of his locker room on his phone]]
Johnny Clash: No, he was weak. He might have been seven feet tall but he was a sissy. What do you mean I’m a sissy! I took out that big fucker no problem! He wasn’t a good fit for TWI
[[Johnny listens and rolls his eyes]]
Johnny Clash: Alright, I know. I love you too Mom.
[[Johnny puts his phone in the pocket. And Biguns opens the door in a robe]]
Johnny Clash: Can I help you?
Ms. Biguns: I was just wondering where you were. I wanted to show you this new lingerie I got.
[[Miss Biguns starts opening her robe but Clash shakes his head]]
Johnny Clash: I’m not in the mood right now. Is it all about sex with you? For fucks sake Jasmine. My main concern right now is Unsanctioned tomorrow night do you get that? I have to go to that ring later and face Trey Baxter across from a table and sign the contract for the match. He says one off thing and I will take him out.
Ms. Biguns: Well okay fine. Suit yourself.
[[Biguns ties her robe back up]]
Ms. Biguns: I still don’t believe that you are one hundred percent involved in this relationship Johnny. What about Twitter today? You didn’t even defend me when Aidan and Jake were bashing me. Hell even that little turd Chicken stood up for me and you were no where to be found. All you cared about was your damn grilled cheese
Johnny Clash: What is so hard to understand about the fact that I don’t want to get involved in your shit. You stir it up and you will get yourself out of it. Hell if I mouthed off to someone on the playground when I was little my daddy wouldn’t come and bail me out I would fight for myself. Have some balls Jasmine.
Ms. Biguns: You know what. Fine suit yourself. Maybe I’ll join Titan.
[[Biguns goes inside and slams the door. Johnny looks at it and sighs. He knocks on it a few times]]
Johnny Clash: Jasmine open up. Come on I’m sorry! Let me in.
[[Johnny pauses but no response]]
Johnny Clash: We can use that new toy you like..
[[Biguns opens the door and lets Clash in]]
Ms. Biguns: you have some nerve talking to me like that after all I do for you. You’re lucky I don’t run back to John Fisherman and give him the World Championship match tomorrow night!
Johnny Clash: look im sorry im a little stressed. We kicked Titan out and Rage is no where to be found. It looks like its just me you and Jason left. How can I make it up to you.
Ms. Biguns: I don’t know.. Its fine don’t worry about it.
Johnny Clash: Okay well I may have an idea.
[[Johnny turns around and reaches in his pocket. He turns back around and faces her holding a small grey box]]
Ms. Biguns: What is that?
Johnny Clash: What do you think it is.
[[Johnny hands it to her as she takes it slowly. She opens it and covers her mouth]]
Ms. Biguns: Oh my god Johnny. Does this mean..?
Johnny Clash: Yes that’s what it means. Marry me Biguns. We can be unstoppable together!
Ms. Biguns: Unstoppable, I like the sound of that!
[[Biguns kisses Johnny and they make out hardcore. Johnny smirks and nods as the scene cuts out]]
Thomas Simon: That is a match made in a trailer park folks
Bob Herman: That a boy Johnny! This one is better than the last one!
Thomas Simon: Yeah I bet it won’t even last as long as that.
Bob Herman: Up next we have Kried vs. TJ Pain!
Singles Match
[With a loud burst of static, "Cult of Personality" by Set the Charge rings out across the arena for a second time tonight. From out behind the curtain, none other than TJ Pain walks out backwards with his arms out to the sides with his palms up and the MPW TV title belt around his waist. He is wearing a black shirt with the words "Get Real Bitches" on the back in gold and red script, solid black long tights with a large gold Victorian cross on both legs, black kick pads with gold barbed wire circling them and black mat shoes underneath them. His wife Roxxanne follows close behind with a admiring smile.]
Honey Winters: "Wrestling out of Sin City by way of Baltimore, Maryland... accompanied by Roxxanne...he is the self proclaimed "Jesus of Wrestling" and weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds...Teee....Jaaay....PAAAAIN!!!"
[TJ struts down the ramp and glides his hands over the outstretched ones of fans. He reaches the ringside area and jumps from foot to foot briefly before putting a knee on the apron and pulling himself up as Roxxanne takes the stairs. TJ holds open the ropes for her and follows, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle. Roxxanne takes a position at ring side and TJ waits for the bell.]
[Eternal by War of Ages hits and yellow and red flames appear on the side titantron screens as crowd immediately erupts in cheers, Yellow spotlights run over the crowd as Kried smashes his way through the curtain and drops to a knee.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent, from Bavaria Germany... weighing 280 pounds... AAAAAAPOSTLLLLE... KRRRRIIIIEEEEED!!!
[Apostle crosses himself before rising to his feet and throwing his fists out to the side and roaring to the delight of the fans. He turns with his arms still outstretched and walks backwards towards the ring. He pauses about half way to the ring and turns again to face the ring. He hop steps towards the ring and slaps a fans hand before he climbs up on the apron. He rolls his neck around to loosen up before climbing in. He stands in the center of the ring and throws his arms out again, looking straight at the camera this time. He breaks the pose and shifts from foot to foot, shaking his arms, in a last second warm up before the match. He heads into the corner and awaits the bell.]
[The bell rings and the two of them wait for either to make a move. TJ smiles relaxes in the corner turnbuckle. Apostle looks around and then walks forward a bit. TJ laughs and then gets out of the corner. They lock up. Kried moves into a twisted wrist-lock. He wrenches it a bit. He then jams his elbow into the tricep of TJ. He then holds the arm and walks over to the ropes. He climbs out through the ropes, stilling holding a grip on TJ's wrist. Kried waits a moment, and then drops down from the apron. TJ's twisted arm bounces off of the top rope in an arm-breaker.]
Thomas Simon: Oh my god! Wow, his arm must be broken in half!
Bob Herman: That's right! Oh jeez... That hurt me!!
[TJ lays on the canvas in pain. Kried waits and looks at the crowd. They cheer for him. He rolls in the ring and covers Pain.]
1...
Kickout.
Bob Herman: There needs to be a lot more work done before he finishes this guy off!!
[Kried grabs the injured and worked arm of TJ Pain and goes right to work on it. He stomps on it a couple of times. Then jumps up and lands his knee into the arm socket. TJ screams out in pain. Kried immediately goes down and locks the arm socket.]
Thomas Simon: Submission hold!! Locking and wrenching the arm socket. Pulling and twisting.
Bob Herman: This guy knows how to hurt people!
Thomas Simon: You got that right!!
[Kried applies the hold strong and firm. TJ tries to wiggle out. He begins to stand up. The arm-bar still being applied. Pain works his way behind and under Kried's arm. Then into a Russian Leg-Sweep. Then does the move. Sending Kried backwards and on his back. Both men lie there. Pain holding his right arm. Kried just lying there. The ref counts. Kried begins to stand immediately. Using the ropes as guidance. TJ stands as well, but slower than Kried. Once the two are standing, Kried waltzes over to TJ and tries to throw him to the ropes. TJ blocks and spins and drops Kried with a DDT. Kried lies lifeless on the canvas as TJ almost instantly goes for the pin.]
1...
2...
Kickout.
[TJ stands up and looks frustrated. He moves in and knees Kried's back. He grimaces in pain and TJ leaves the ring. The referee tries to persuade him to get back in the ring. He grabs a chair from under the ring. He enters back in and charges at Kried. The ref grabs the chair from him. The two argue for a moment. Meanwhile, Kried is slowly getting up. TJ continues the arguing. Kried, from behind, charges. TJ realizes the charging opponent and drops down. Kried falls flat on his face from a drop toe hold that sends him careening into the referee.]
Bob Herman: The referee was just taken down by a charging Apostle Kried!!
Thomas Simon: Oh my! This one can open up now!!
[TJ, of course, recognizes this and grabs the chair that landed on the canvas. He smiles as the crowd boos. Kried begins to pick himself up. TJ awaits it. Suddenly, another referee comes sprinting down the ramp. As soon as TJ brings back the chair to swing, the replacement referee grabs the chair on the backswing. He throws the chair out of the ring and begins another argument with TJ Pain. Kried is now standing and looks at the two arguing. He grabs TJ and throws him at the ropes. He catches him with a clothesline on the rebound then with a second on a second rebound. When TJ stands, Kried lifts him up and lands a Samoan Drop. He's pumped. He yells out to the crowd. The crowd pops. Kried waits and looks to hit the Ride of the Valkyries. The crowd stands and grows in sound. It becomes extremely loud.]
Thomas Simon: Uh oh, here we go!!
Bob Herman: Ride of the Valkyries!! Here we go!!
[TJ stands up and turns. Kried locks him into position. TJ ducks out and trips Kried. He lands on his face. TJ runs over and drives his knee into the back of Kried's head. He screams in pain and a few cuss words in German. His nose is bleeding. TJ laughs and goes for a pin.]
1...
2...
Th...
Kickout.
Bob Herman: WOW! Two and a half!!!!
Thomas Simon: I can't believe that! That was brutal!!!
[TJ slaps the ground hard. He pins him again.]
1...
2...
Kickout.
[TJ gets angry. He starts arguing the ref's decision. Kried stands up and rushes at TJ taking him over the top rope. They both flip over the top rope and crash to the mat. Kried picks TJ up and slams him in to the steel steps]]
1.... 2.....3......4.....
[[Kried tosses TJ in to the guard rail and punches him while leaned up against it. Kried looks out to the fans and roars as they cheer.]]
5....6....7....
[[Kried than lifts TJ up and delivers a brutal Spinebuster on to the steel steps. Kried roars again as he stands up]]
8.....9..... 10 RING THE BELL!
[[The bell rings and Kried turns to the ref shocked]]
Honey Winters: This contest has been declared a DRAW due to double count out!
Thomas Simon: What a waste of a great match up!
Bob Herman: I know it seems like neither of these two showed up tonight.
[[Kried tries arguing but to no avail as he gives up and heads back up the ramp.]]
[[We see TJ Pain walking back after a hard fought match. He is heading towards his locker room when MPW's interviewer walks up. TJ simply pushes him aside and opens the door to his locker room. He clicks the light and notices something a bit odd. In the middle of his locker room sits a man on a steel folding chair.]]
TJ Pain:"Why are YOU here?"
[[The man brushes some lint off his shoulder and stands up. We can see him start playing with his long braided goatee and immedietly realize that this man is Kuk Killswitch. He is dressed in a black hoodie, torn jeans, and black combat boots. The hood covers his head and he has a disgusted look on his face.]]
Kuk Killswitch:"Look, I don't want to be here anymore then you want me to be here. I have better things to worry about then your ass. But I am here to help you. Lately, well let's face it, you've blew."
[[TJ gets immedietly pissed off. He charges Kuk and tackles him over the bench and begins punching him in the face. Kuk doesn't know what to do so he begins shouting.]]
Kuk Killswitch:"Chill out man! I have an idea that will blow MPW out of the water!"
[[TJ stops hitting Kuk for a moment. He let's him up and Kuk wipes a bit of blood from his lip and nose.]]
TJ Pain:"Start talking!"
Kuk Killswitch:"Now, we used to be a dominate team back in the day. We held the EAW Tag titles until we were forced to retire them. Then we stole them bitches anyways. Now, what if we reformed our team and went for the gold? We could be just as dominate, if not more! What do you say?"
[[TJ looks at Kuk for a few moments. In his mind he knows that Kuk is a scumbag and a dirty backstabbing traitor. But they were friends once. And TJ knew Kuk was sincere this time. TJ extends his hand and Kuk shakes it.]]
TJ Pain:"I got to go meet Roxxanne. Wanna tag along?"
Kuk Killswitch:"Roxxy? Haven't seen her in a good while. Let's go!"
[[TJ grabs a duffel bag and pulls a shirt out. He pulls it over his head and opens the door. All of a sudden, he is laid out cold on the floor. Heavy breathing is heard as the camera turns to see Kuk Killswitch holding a pair of brass knuckles in his hand. He is looking down at TJ with a sick look in his eyes. He squats down and looks even more crazy at TJ.]]
Kuk Killswitch:"NEVER, touch me again. I was going to be cool with you, but then you put your god damn hands on me! Here's some advice, eat a fucking carrot you fat fucking bitch!"
[[With that, Kuk stands up and walks away from the scene, leaving TJ layed out on the floor and the dreams of a tag team in the past.]]
Thomas Simon: What was that Bob?
Bob Herman: I have no idea Thomas, that was bizarre.
Tag Team Match
[The scene comes up from commercial and we see Laura Tavares stretching out and awaiting her partner.]
Honey Winters: The following tag team contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from New York, NY... Laura Tavares!!!!
["Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere.]
Honey Winters: Introducing her partner, from Tampa, Florida... She is the MPW Television Champion... Roxi... Johnson!!!!!
[She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.]
[Lies Greed Misery by Linkin Park. (Lies Greed Misery By Linkin park hits, for 10 seconds nothing happens then Red White and Blue strobe lights come on as Ian Andrews makes his way to the ring, as he gets in the ring Ian takes the Microphone from the Ring announcer and announces himself. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, from Boston, Mass. he is the second olyimpic medalist in Pro wrestling history, and a hell of a lot better looking then anyone here, he is Ian Andrews."]
[The lights in the arena go dark. So dark, the people within the arena cannot see in front of their noses. The titantron shows the beginning of Brandon Nytrus' tron. Suddenly, dim red lights show the stage. There is a man in a black trench coat with a hood covering his face. Behind him is a woman in a revealing outfit, also with a hood. Strobe lights begin to streak as the music picks up and becomes heavier.]
Announcer: Introducing, accompanied by Nikki Schott, from South Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 272 pounds, he is The Hardcore Icon... Brrandon... Nytrus!
[The two make their way down the ramp, Nikki following behind Brandon. He climbs the steps and walks along the apron before entering in the ring through the second rope.
He looks to the crowd for a second, and then flips up his robe as it flies off, exposing his ring attire, and fireworks from the corners blast, the red lights have now turned into just white strobes filling the whole arena, and Brandon lets out a huge yell. He looks around at the crowd and then makes his way to the corner to await the match.]
[The bell rings and Ian Andrews and Laura Tavares start in the ring to begin the match. They lock up. Ian Andrews gets the upperhand. He gets her into a headlock and wrenches. Laura desperately grabs at the hands of Andrews, but to no avail.]
Bob Herman: Last week, Brandon came out and made a statement by standing on the stage showing the champion his desire and will to win that title of hers.
Thomas Simon: Brandon has always wanted the gold... But we can now see the fire in his eyes!!
[Laura is still caught in the headlock. Being wrenched. She punches in the gut. Ian loosens the hold a little bit every time he gets punched. She finally gets in the last punch. He completely releases the hold. She looks at him for a second and then starts to punch him in the face now. Lefts and rights. Ian falls to the mat, Laura following behind him, punching and slapping. The referee pulls her off. Ian pulls himself up and goes for a tag but realizes that Brandon is standing on the outside. Laura pulls him back. She drops an elbow on his back. Then another. Then she bounces off the ropes and lands a knee straight into the center of the back of Andrews.]
Thomas Simon: Did you see that? Brandon Nytrus completely denying entry into this match!!!
Bob Herman: That doesn't look to smart on Brandon Nytrus' part.
[Andrews is down. Laura tags in Roxi who goes straight to work on Ian. She lifts him up and Irish Whips him into the corner. She follows up with a clothesline. He's rocked for a moment. Roxi backs up and charges and goes for a corner dropkick. He ducks out of the way and she hits the turnbuckle hard, then falls down to the mat. Ian looks to his corner and sees Brandon with his hand out... Looking to get tagged in. He crawls over, ever so slowly and reaches for the tag. As soon as he gets there and is in tagging range, Brandon drops to the outside and stands next to Nikki. Ian is in disbelief.]
Thomas Simon: What is Brandon doing!?
Bob Herman: He's leaving his partner out to dry... What a coward!!!
[Ian stands and looks at a slowly standing Roxi. He bounces off the ropes and hits an elbow to the face of Johnson. She falls to the mat. He then locks in a Sleeper Hold. After a few moments, Roxi's face begins to turn a bright red. The ref keeps on checking her. He begins to count.]
1!
...
2!
...
[Roxi's hand stays in the air before the third count. She begins to "Hulk" up and get out of the hold. She lands a few back elbows to the midsection of Andrews and he releases the hold. She spins and hits a quick DDT to the top of Ian's head. The crowd is going nuts as Roxi stands immediately and screams to the crowd.]
Bob Herman: The champ is fired up here tonight!!!
Thomas Simon: You're not kidding!!
[Roxi climbs to the top rope and waits for her opponent to stand. When he does, she leaps forward and connects with a flying Missile Dropkick, sending him flying backwards. She then hops on the next turnbuckle and spins around. She connects with a perfect moonsault. The crowd pops. She goes for the cover.]
1...
2...
Kickout.
Bob Herman: Ooo... Just barely a kickout by Ian Andrews!!
Thomas Simon: The champ is really taking it to Ian right now!
[Ian looks to his corner and drags himself... Brandon has his back turned towards Andrews, not paying attention. He's talking to Nikki about something. Then, Ian tags the back of Brandon's calf, which tags him into the match. The ref claps, signaling the tag. Brandon turns and becomes shocked. His plan to stay untagged was foiled!!!]
Thomas Simon: Brandon Nytrus makes his first entrance into the ring in this tag match!!
[Brandon looks at Ian and yells at him. Andrews stands and looks at Nytrus. After a couple moments of stare down, Andrews leaves the ring and begins to walk up the ramp.]
Bob Herman: Where's HE going!?
Thomas Simon: No idea!?
[Brandon stands and watches his partner leave the arena and leave him alone. Meanwhile, Roxi has tagged in Laura. She climbed to the top rope and waits for Brandon to turn. Once he's done so, she lunges forward and lands with a cross-body. She goes for a quick pin...]
1...
Kickout.
[Barely a one. Brandon stands immediately and becomes angry. He connects with a couple vicious clotheslines and after the last one, he scoops up Laura and slams her down. Scoop slam on her back. He sits her up and bounces off the ropes and kicks her in the face with the Big Boot. Brandon is pumped. Laura begins to stand. She reverses a Nytrus punch and returns with a couple of her own. She then kicks him in the gut, exits the ring and springboards off the top rope from the apron. But Brandon catches her in mid-air and slams her down with a massive Spinebuster. He's pumped and the crowd boos loudly.]
Bob Herman: WOW! I've never seen that from Brandon!
Thomas Simon: A new thing each week with this kid!!
[[Nytrus stands over Laura and picks her up. Laura gauges the eyes of Nytrus and he holds them and stumbles in to the corner. Ian Andrews tags in blindly and rushes towards Laura. Laura kicks him in the stomach and grabs the arms. She pulls him over and hits the Implant Buster. Laura pins Ian]]
1....2.....3!
[[Laura rolls out of the ring with Roxi as they celebrate with their arm around each other. ]]
Honey Winters: Here are your winners, the team of Laura Tavares and Roxi Johnson!
[[Brandon Nytrus is infuriated in the ring as Ian stands up holding his neck. Nytrus takes a microphone]]
Brandon Nytrus: You want to play this game huh? Okay well how about this Roxi. Me and you at Uncivil War in a Hell in a Cell match for the Television Title. Step up and accept the challenge!
[[Roxi looks at Laura and Laura nods with a smile on her face. Roxi nods her approval as the crowd roars their approval. Roxi holds up the Television Championship]]
Thomas Simon: Wow that’s a huge match for Uncivil War!
Bob Herman: I can’t believe it! That’s big!
[[Nytrus turns around and looks at Ian Andrews. He nods at him and pats him on the head. Ian goes to leave the ring but Nytrus pulls him back and hits the Next Level on him. Nytrus’ music hits as the scene fades to commercial]]
Bob Herman: it is time for another Number one Contenders match for the X-Core Championship! Let’s go to the ring!
Thomas Simon: I can’t wait!
X-Core Rules - #1 Contender
["Hit That" by The Offspring hits as he see Chicken walk out onto the top of the ramp. As his music plays, Chicken simply walks down the ramp and slides under the ropes. He hops onto the turnbuckle and tries to flex what little muscles he has as he gets some cheers from the fans. He gets in his corner as he waits for his opponent.]
Honey Winters: The following match is to become one of the number one contenders for the X-Core Title. Introducing first. From Denver, CO we have CHIIICKENNNNN!!!!
["Gangsta Music" by Young Jeezy hits as the lights begin to flicker. After a few moments Andre Dixon steps out onto the top of the ramp before stopping and looking around at the fans.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent. From Atlanta, GA...ANDREEEE DIXOOONNNNNN!!!
[Andre slowly walks down the ramp and into the ring as he stares down Chicken across the ring who is intimidated by the much larger Dixon.]
Thomas Simon: Andre Dixon sure is a big guy Bob.
Bob Herman: He sure is! He's probably going to destroy Chicken!
Thomas Simon: Don't get too far ahead of yourself there we haven't even seen him wrestle.
Bob Herman: Chicken looks like he wants no part of Andre and I don't blame him.
[The music stops as the bell rings for the match begin. Andre walks to the middle of the ring as Chicken slowly makes his way over. Andre tells Chicken to hit him and Chicken doesn't know what to do as he looks around at the crowd before running at Andre and hitting him with a headbutt to the stomach. Chicken looks up to see it didn't even phase Dixon. Chicken charges again and this time hits Andre with an even harder headbutt to the stomach. As Chicken looks up he notices it still didn't phase Dixon. Dixon shakes his head as Chicken bounces off the rope and jumps off and connects with a dropkick to the chest of Dixon that sends him back a step but doesn't seem to phase him much. Chicken stares at Dixon as he can't believe it.]
Bob Herman: It's like he's not even there!
[Chicken once again bounces off the rope but this time as he comes back Dixon grabs him by the neck with his right arm. Andre lifts Chicken up high in the air before choke slamming him down hard. Dixon considers going for the quick pin but instead picks Chicken up and gorilla presses him over his head and holds him there for a moment showcasing his strength before throwing Chicken over the top rope and crashing into the ground back first.]
Thomas Simon: He might have just broken Chicken in half! Did you see how high he threw him?
Bob Herman: Chicken might be dead!
[Dixon stares over the top rope at the fallen Chicken before climbing out of the ring. Dixon gets into it with a fan as Chicken has gotten to all fours and crawled over near the Spanish announce table. Dixon slowly walks over but as soon as he gets there is caught my surprise with a chair shot to the top of the skull by Chicken! Dixon falls straight back to the ground.]
Thomas Simon: What a chair shot! Chicken put everything he had into that!
[Dixon is slowly making his way to all fours as Chicken once again pulls the chair over his head and this time nails Dixon in the back with the chair which sends Dixon right back down. Chicken reaches under the ring and pulls a table out before setting it up on the outside. He picks Dixon up and slides him onto the top of the table before climbing back up to the ring and onto the top turnbuckle where he stands straight up before jumping off and connecting with an elbow drop onto Dixon through the table as the fans go crazy!]
Bob Herman: Did that really just happen?
Thomas Simon: Chicken really is showing us something here tonight. That took a lot of guts and was executed perfectly!
Bob Herman: Chicken sure is showing me something here tonight.
[Chicken slowly makes is way to his feet as he is grabbing his shoulder in pain from the elbow drop. The picks Dixon up off the broken table and slides him into the ring before sliding in himself and going for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Dixon is able to kickout right before the 3 count!]
Thomas Simon: That was close Bob.
Bob Herman: I don't think it was. Dixon has this under control.
Thomas Simon: Are we watching the same match?
Bob Herman Just watch...
[Chicken sits up as he can't believe how close he was to victory. He decides to climb out of the ring and grab another chair and throw it into the ring. He then climbs back into the ring and picks up the chair as he waits for Dixon to slowly make his way back to his feet. As soon as Dixon turns to face Chicken he swings hard with the chair but Dixon is able to duck under the chair shot and then instantly hit Chicken with a hard clothesline that sends Chicken flipping over!]
Thomas Simon: He just almost took his head off!
Bob Herman: I told you...
[They both slowly make their way to their feet at around the same time. Chicken swings at Dixon who blocks it, kicks him in the stomach, and then irish whips him into the ropes. As Chicken bounces off the rope Dixon catches him and picks him up high before spinning him around and slamming him down hard on his back with a spinebuster! Dixon stands up as he has finally taken full control of the match. He picks up Chicken and then irish whips him into the corner before charging at him and connecting with a hard clothesline in the corner that sends Chicken stumbling out of the corner and down to the mat. Dixon then picks up the chair that Chicken tried to use on him earlier in the match and then just waits as Chicken is trying to make his way to his feet. As soon as Chicken makes his way to his feet and turns to face Dixon he is hit with a brutal chair shot to the top of the skull that sends Chicken falling straight back and also buts his head open. Dixon throws the chair to the mat as he looks down at the fallen Chicken for a few moments with a huge smile on his face as the blood is pouring out of his opponents head. Dixon finally goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout!]
Bob Herman: How did Chicken kick out of that?
Thomas Simon: I can't believe it myself! Chicken showing that he's a serious X-Core Title contender!
[Dixon stands up as he can't believe Chicken kicked out. Dixon stomps on the fallen Chicken a few times before picking him up and putting his head between his legs. Dixon looks around before lifting him up high over his head and slamming him down hard with a powerbomb! Dixon just stands over the fallen Chicken as he waits for him to make is way back to his feet but Chicken isn't moving. Dixon helps Chicken up himself before grabbing him by the shoulder and hitting him with Crowned! Dixon just hit his finisher Crowned on Chicken!]
Bob Herman: Chicken just got Crowned! This one's gotta be over! Dixon is going to be the number one contender!
[Dixon hooks the leg of Chicken as the ref begins to count. 1...2...3! Dixon wins! Andre Dixon beats Chicken and will become one of the number one contenders to the X-Core Title. The ref raises Dixon's hand high in the air.]
Thomas Simon: That was a very good match between these two men.
Bob Herman: That was a very impressive debut for Dixon.
[All of a sudden we see Ash Soulsfate come through the crowd and slide into the ring with a steel chair in his hand. As Dixon turns around he is hit in the top of the skull with a hard chair shot by Ash right as he see's him. Dixon falls straight back onto his back!]
Thomas Simon: Ash just came out of nowhere!
Bob Herman: And knocked out Andre Dixon!
Thomas Simon: Payback from last week.
[Ash pulls his X-Core Title off his waist and holds it over the fallen Dixon as he says a few words to him. Ash then holds the title high in the air as his music hits.]
Bob Herman: Ash has certainly gotten his payback once again
[[Backstage Drake Hunter and Chris Cable stand in their locker room]]
Drake Hunter: I’m feeling arrogant are you?
Chris Cable: I’m feeling Very arrogant today. It’s a good feeling!
Drake Hunter: Now I hope you are ready to kick the living hell out of these two bafoons. Aidan Lame and Ass Soulsfate.
Chris Cable: Brotha, I was born ready. Let’s do this.
[[Drake and Chris walk away with smirks on their faces and their head held high.]]
[[Ian Andrews walks out from the curtain holding his neck as Taufik and Jamal walk up to him]]
Taufik: I saw you get beat out there by Nytrus. Are you going to take that?
Ian Andrews: Listen man I just went through a brutal match and got my ass kicked after can you just let me go to my locker room.
Taufik: I think I can help you Ian. Come with me
[[Taufik and Jamal walk off as Ian follows holding his neck]]
Bob Herman: I wonder what was going on there? You think they are teaming up? If so I love it!
Thomas Simon: I don’t know Bob we will have to wait and see!
MAIN EVENT
Tag Team Match
Honey Winters: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!! And it is, your Millennium Pro Wrestling MAAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!! Introducing first!!! From Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 230 pounds!! CHRRIIISSS CAAAABLLLEEE!!!!
[Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd. He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts, as the fans boo.]
Honey Winters: And his partner!! Also Hailing from Melbourne, Australia!!! He weighed in this evening at 218 pounds!!!! 'PUUUUUNKKK" DRAAAAKKE HUUUUNNNTTERR!!!
[The beginning of "Chalk Outline" by Three Days Grace bursts through the loud speakers and the lights begin to flash on the entrance ramp, and suddenly familiar images of the "Punk" Drake Hunter begin flashing on the screen. The man himself walks out from the back with his arms outstretched wide as he takes a few steps out into the light, a look o