Post by MPW ADMIN on Dec 21, 2012 1:34:23 GMT -5
[The crowd sits still as Honey Winters stands in the middle of the ring. Every superstar and staff member of Millennium Pro Wrestling is standing on the ramp together as well as Bob and Thomas standing behind the announcers table.]
Honey Winters: Ladies and Gentlemen. We would like to have a moment of silence as well as a ten bell tribute to the lives lost this past week in Newtown Connecticut.
[The crowd goes silent as the wrestlers put their heads down. After the silence a video package plats]
[After the ten bell solute the scene fades out on the black ribbon in tribute to Sandy Hook]
Thomas Simon: Welcome to TNT live! We are in Denver Colorado tonight and we have a hot card for you!
Bob Herman: We have everyone on hand and ready to bring their best action for you WOO
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Nathan vs. Andre Dixon
[We open back up where we see Nathan Styles standing in the ring awaiting his opponent. "Gangsta Music" by Young Jeezy hits over the PA System as we see Andre Dixon step out onto the top of the ramp staring down at Styles in the ring. Dixon smiles as he walks down the ramp calmly and climbs into the ring.]
Thomas Simon: If it isn't Johnny's goon. I'm surprised Johnny isn't with him.
Bob Herman: It's too bad he isn't.
[Dixon climbs into the ring and steps towards Styles as he signals for him to come get him. Styles charges at Dixon and tries to hit him with a clothesline but Dixon ducks under it before kicking Styles in the stomach and quickly hitting him with a hard spinebuster in the middle of the ring as Dixon stays standing.]
Bob Herman: He just broke him in half!
[Dixon goes for the quick pin. 1...2...3! Dixon gets up and stares down at the fallen Nathan Styles as the ref raises Dixon's hand who immediately pulls it away.]
Thomas Simon: That might have been the fastest match we've ever had.
[All of a sudden we see Johnny Clash come from behind the curtains with his World Title over his shoulder and a mic in his hand. He walks down the ramp and into the ring as he says something to Dixon. Dixon picks Styles up and then hits him with another hard spinebuster!]
Thomas Simon: What's this all about? Styles doesn't deserve this!
Bob Herman: I don't think they care...
[Dixon picks Styles up again as Clash puts the mic down and hands his title over to Dixon before hitting Styles with the Bloodline! They stare down at Styles as Dixon hands Johnny his title back and Johnny picks the mic up.]
Johnny Clash: Nathan Styles. Your services are no longer needed...
[They both stomp on the fallen Styles for a moment.]
Bob Herman: That’s my boy ha ha!
Thomas Simon: Clash just fired Nathan. That means speculation is true
Bob Herman: of course it is! Clash wouldn’t do something and not follow through you idiot!
[The scene follows Clash and Dixon up the ramp as the refs take Nathan away]
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Jimmy Fatal vs. Shaun Cross
["Reborn" by Damageplan is heard blasting throughout the arena. Shaun Cross wastes no time as he walks onto the stage, immediately starting down the ramp. Occasionally drifting to the sides of the ramp to high-five a few fans. He slides into the ring and quickly springs to his feet, rushing across and climbing the far turnbuckle. He raises his arms up above his head for a moment before hopping back down onto the canvas, turning around and leaning against the corner ready and waiting.]
[As the intro of Fades One Reason plays, the name Jimmy Fatal slowly lights up on screen in inside the blue and white A.A crest. As the song begins Jimmy walks out on stage]
Honey Winters: Weighing in at 226lbs from New York city, NY. JIMMY FATAL!
[He slowly walks down the ramp touching a few hands, but not really giving the fans very much attention. He slides into the ring and slowly walks around the ring before settling down in a corner where he recites the serenity prayer for himself]
[The bell rings and Fatal and Cross slowly moves to the center of the ring, staring straight at each other, circling one another looking for an opening. Fatal is the first to break the stare down, launching himself at The Samurai with an elbow, but Shaun ducks it and goes behind catching Jimmy Fatal in a waistlock. He goes for the German suplex, but Jimmy fights back, doing his best to shift his weight forward and swinging wildly in hope to catch his opponent with an elbow. Cross easily dodges and spins Fatal around and flattens him with a STO.]
Thomas Simon: And this one is on its way, a bit of a mismatch here with The Samurai's technical skill against Jimmy Fatal's straight forward brawling.
Bob Herman: Well Tommy Boy, although their styles are different, both these men are tough as nails
[Cross swiftly rolls to his feet and springs to the ropes, nailing Jimmy with a reverse Shining Wizard, driving his knee into the back of, the rising Fatal's head, on the rebound. Jimmy is thrown forward to the mat in the middle of the ring, but quickly rolls to the outside, looking to break Shaun's momentum and gather his barrings. He leans towards the guardrail and looks up at the ring just in time to see Shaun diving through the ropes and catching him with an elbow. Cross lands on his feet squashing Fatal against the guardrail, as Jimmy slumps down against the fence and Shaun keeps on the attack with brutal stomps to the chest and gut of his opponent.]
Thomas Simon: It seems the Samurai is out to make a statement here
Bob Herman: Yes but you can't count out Jimmy Fatal
Thomas Simon: Well doesn't seem like Cross is underestimating Fatal as he really puts a beating on him
[The crowd roars as Cross slowly backs up, to the ring post, staring at Fatal who tries to get up using the guardrail, but he only gets to his knees, as Shaun lands a vile big boot crushing Jimmy's head between his boot and the steel fence. Shaun quickly turns and rolls in and out of the ring breaking the ten count. He grabs Jimmy by the head and drags him up, landing a couple of shots to head of his semi conscious opponent. The Samurai, looks back over his shoulder for his next weapon, before stepping behind Fatal and flipping him face first into the ring steps with a Dragon Suplx like maneuver.]
Thomas Simon: WOW! Jimmy Fatal is busted open here, as Cross once more rolls in and out of the ring to break the count
Bob Herman: The Samurai surely shows his hardcore side here
[Jimmy is rolling around on top of the broken steps, blood running down his face as the crowds “Holy Shit!” chants thunder through the arena. Shaun drags up his bloodied opponent and rolls him into the ring and follows. Shaun Cross stands towering over the slightly disoriented Jimmy Fatal, who tries to rise with help from the ropes. As Jimmy gets to his knees, Shaun goes and drags him up to a vertical base, locking in an inverted headlock and planting Jimmy back on the mat with a Reverse suplex, and rolls Fatal over for the cover ]
[1...2... In the last second Jimmy's arm and shoulder shoots into the air, Cross stares at the bloodied mess on the mat and rolls him over for another cover, but again Fatal kicks out.]
Thomas Simon: How the hell did Fatal kick out of that?
Bob Herman: I don't know Tommy, but he must be running on fumes
Thomas Simon: True Bob, Shaun Cross is seemingly as taken over by this as we are
[The Samurai, is pummeling away on the rising Jimmy Fatal, who tries to fight back with body shots. Finally Fatal gets to his feet and the two exchange blows in the center of the ring. Cross gaining the advantage staggering Jimmy with a hard elbow to the side of the head, driving his opponent into the corner with a series of chops. The Samurai keeps up the onslaught as the crowd roar, he attempts to get Jimmy up in the corner, but Fatal fights back landing a knee to the midsection of Cross, before quickly reaching across the chest of his opponent, driving him face first into the turnbuckle with a reverse STO. ]
Thomas Simon: How the hell did Jimmy Fatal come back from that beating from Shaun Cross
Bob Herman: Well Tommy boy seems to me it was a mere reflex, as Jimmy does not seem to be able to capitalize
[Both men are down, Jimmy sits up against the turnbuckle, blood coloring his face, Cross rolling around holding his head. Slowly Shaun starts rising, but Jimmy is also starting to stir, Cross charges with a clothesline, Fatal ducks and comes up behind Cross, who spins around. The two grabs a hold of each other by the neck and start slugging it out fists flying wildly between the two, finally Cross sends Jimmy staggering backwards and moves in for a headlock, but Fatal rakes the eyes sending Shaun stumbling backwards and Jimmy capitalizes with a lariat cutting the Samurai down. Jimmy drags himself on top of his opponent and starts hammering away on his forehead with vile punches. Slowly he works his way back to his feet, pulling Cross up with him, Fatal grabs the arm and whips Shaun Cross into the ropes catching him and hoisting him into the air with a flapjack dropping Cross throat first over the top rope. The Samurai almost flies backwards into the ring center holding his throat and grasping for air at Fatal dives in for the cover]
Bob Herman: Fatal has done it!!!
[1...2... Kickout from Cross, Jimmy stares at him in utter despair as Shaun rolls to the ropes. The frustration is apparent through the crimson mask tht is Jimmy Fatal's face as he gets up and goes to work on Cross with a series of heavy rights, before dragging his opponent to his feet and into the ring center grabbing the arm and setting him up for the Fatal Blow, but Cross ducks under the lariat and into a jumping neckbreaker.]
Thomas Simon: Oh my god how long can they keep this up
Bob Herman: Well hopefully they will wrap it up soon or we will be out of air time
[Both men are staggering back on their feet staring at each other with murderous intent from across the ring. Suddenly both men explode towards each other, Cross ducks a clothesline from Fatal, who rebounds and grabs a kick from The Samurai, who skillfully leaps up and catches Jimmy with the Enzuigiri. Fatal hits the mat, but is forced back to his feet by Cross who swiftly hoist him up in the fireman's carry position and hits the Nail in the Cross, draping his arm over Fatal for the cover
1...2...3 Ding Ding Ding
Honey Winthers: And the winner of the match THEEEE SAAAMUUURRRAAAIII SHAAAAUUUUNNNN CROOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!
[Cross rises his arm in victory as Fatal gets up behind him. Jimmy seemingly a bit disoriented leans up against the ropes wiping some blood off his forhead, before walking over and extending his hand to Cross, who reluctantly stares at it.]
Thomas Simon: This is really uncharacteristic of Jimmy Fatal here
Bob Herman: No, they just fought one hell of a match why shouldn't he show how he feels about it
[Shaun looks out at the crowd, that cheers, then back at Fatal, who smiles through the crimson mask of blood on his face. Finally he takes Jimmy's hand to a pop from the crowd that is amplified as Fatal lifts up The Samurai's hand. As the hands come down again Cross tries to walk away, but Fatal keeps a hold of his hand pulling him in and flattening him with a Fatal Blow.]
Thomas Simon: I guess you were wrong Bob, Jimmy Fatal is still the same mean S.O.B as usual
Bob Herman: Woaw woaw wait a sec I didn't say he wasn't I just said he has a right to show how he feels about the match]
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LAST WEEK
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[Clash kicks out as Carter slams his hand down on the mat in fury. Carter lifts Clash up and signals for another tornado warning. Clash holds on to the top rope stopping the move. He elbows Carter in the head getting out of the hold. Carter falls back in to the referee who gets pushed back. Carter turns around and Clash kicks him with a hard low blow. The fans boo and Clash pulls Carter in. He lifts him up and hits the Bloodline. He goes for the pin]
1....2....3!
Thomas Simon: no! Johnny stole this one
Bob Herman: I told you he would win!
[Johnny stands up and celebrates as the championship is handed to him. Myra tries to plead with the referee but he says he didn't see it. Clash leaves the ring and smiles his whole way up the ramp as walk away plays. Myra goes to tend to Carter in the ring]
...
[Trey climbs into the ring and begins to celebrate with Ash as the ref raises both their hands high in the air.]
[The screen lights up and it is a close up on Johnny Clash]
Johnny Clash: Yoo hoo! Over here!
[Trey and Ash look over at the screen as Johnny’s face is smiling back at them]
Johnny Clash: I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it out to the ring tonight to watch my two favorite superstars wrestle. But once again.. Johnny Clash is a complete master mind and beat the system
Thomas Simon: What is he talking about?
[Trey and Ash mock Johnny in the middle of the ring]
Johnny Clash: You see guys... I was told that there was a rule implemented tonight. If Andre or myself were to lay a finger on you two than I would be stripped of my title... But what if the man that made the rule... Was no longer in charge.........
Thomas Simon: What?
[Johnny starts throwing punches as the camera pans down. Madd Katt is laying under Johnny as the crowd gasps. Madd Katt has blood covering his face as his shirt is all ripped up. Johnny beats on him some more and holds up the contract and clip board to the screen. He starts laughing as Trey and Ash look at each other confused]
Bob Herman: No way...
Thomas Simon: Oh my god...
[Trey and Ash turn around and Andre Dixon nails them both with a huge double clothesline. He stands over them as the scene fades on the image of Johnny’s big smile and the contract next to him]
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Bob Herman: That’s right folks you saw that correctly!
Thomas Simon: Yeah but nothing is set in stone until we hear from either Johnny or Madd Katt himself.
Bob Herman: Where is Madd Katt anyway Tommy?
Thomas Simon: Madd Katt is at home recovering but WILL be here next week. He received 40 stitches in his head and dislocated his shoulder at the hands of Johnny Clash.
Bob Herman: Ahhh... Quit it Tom. No one cares. Let’s see the debut of my man! Aaron Cruz!
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Aaron Cruz vs Chicken
["Say It" by Evan's Blue plays throughout the arena as a blast of light blue and white lights flash along with the music. Out from behind the curtain comes Aaron "Stone" Cruz. He stands there, taking in the boos.]
Honey Winters: Introducing, from Concord, New Hampshire, weighing in at 252 lbs... AARON... STONE... CRUZZZ!!!!!!!
[He walks down the ramp getting himself psyched up for the match. Hopping up and down. Slapping himself. Stretching the wrist and arm out. Getting ready. He stops at the end of the ramp and takes a look around. He then smiles and runs and slides into the ring. He puts his arms up as the crowd boos loudly.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent……..hailing from Denver, Colorado and weighing in at 138 pounds…….he is CHICKEN!!
[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, but he is ultimately intimidated by his opponent]
[As the bell rings both men start circling each other, staring intensely at their opponents every move looking for an opening. Suddenly Chicken springs into action moving in on Cruz for Judo style hip throw, but Aaron doesn't budge, Chicken swiftly moves out from striking range, urging Aaron to attack as he takes the Crane stance.]
Thomas Simon: Who does Chicken think he is? The Karate Kid?
[Staring over at his hesitating opponent a smile grows on Chickens face as he looks around to absorb the reaction from the cheering crowd. As soon as he turns his head back, Cruz nails him with a sidekick sending Chicken flying backwards to the mat. Quickly Aaron is over his opponent again dragging him back up to his feet locking his head with his arms as he lands a series of brutal knee strikes to the head of Chicken. Cruz keeps on the attack sending Chicken running into the ropes catching him with a high leg lariat on the rebound and going for the cover....1...2... Kickout by Chicken, Aaron springs to his feet as Chicken sits up, Cruz goes for the ropes and bounces of charging Chicken from behind and lands a stinging kick to the back of Chicken.]
Bob Herman: Ouch! Chicken is going to feel that one in the morning.
[Chicken arches his back in pain as he slowly rolls to his feet. Aaron stalks his rising opponent circling around planning his next attack before springing into action stunning Chicken with a Roundhouse to the side of the head. Chicken staggers into the ropes, trying to shake the effects of the kick off, but Cruz is over him again with a couple of vicious chops, before whipping Chicken to the opposite side.]
Thomas Simon: Aaron Cruz is really relentless here, not giving Chicken any chance to mount any offense, what do you think he should do Bob?
Bob Herman: Chicken needs to get outta there and regroup, that or just hope that Cruz runs out of gas
Thomas Simon: Not likely Cruz has a very strict training regiment he follows to prevent just that
Chicken bounces of the ropes on the opposite side and straight into a sit out spinebuster from Aaron who covers.
Bob Herman: Well seems like Cruz has this one wrapped up neatly!
[...1...2... Chicken get his shoulder up in the last second and slowly rolls out of Cruz's hold. Aaron looks at Chicken with an evil stare as he rolls to his feet and nails Chicken with a kick to the back of the head as he gets up on all four. Relentlessly Cruz stomps away on Chicken, as he rolls around on the mat trying to protect himself.]
Bob Herman: This Chicken is done!
Thomas Simon: Don't quit your day job for a comedy career Bob.
[Aaron once again drags Chicken to his feet and drives him into the corner with chops and punches, he lifts him onto the turnbuckle and follows setting Chicken up for a superplex, but Chicken fights back landing a right to the body of Cruz managing to push him off the turnbuckle. Aaron manages to land and roll back onto his feet, but Chicken flies of and throws Cruz to the mat with a flying head scissors. Aaron again scrambles to his feet as Chicken charges, Aaron ducks and goes for a backbody drop, but Chicken dives over and into a sunset flip.]
Thomas Simon: Oh my god! Chicken with a beautiful comeback here!
[...1...2 Aaron Cruz kicks out and is back on his feet, Chicken follows, they end up exchanging blows, left and rights flies wildly around as Chicken goes into a frenzy swinging his arms around. Aaron stops him dead in his tracks with a brutal kick to the side of the knee. Chicken buckles and drops down to one knee, as Aaron follows up levelling his opponent with a high impact Buzzsaw kick.]
Bob Herman: Well it was a short one Tom!
Thomas Simon: Shut Up Bob!
[Slowly Chicken is getting back onto his feet near the corner, as he swings wildly at the turnbuckles, not really seeming all there. Aaron stalks his opponent waiting on him to turn and as Chicken comes around he launches himself at him looking for the Flash Point, but Chicken stumbles and Aaron launches himself knee first into the turnbuckle.
Thomas Simon: Cruz miscalculated on that one
Bob Herman: Well you never expect that Chicken being clumsy would safe him
[Aaron rolls around holding his knee as Chicken finally starts to get his bearings, he looks at his downed opponent in utter confusion, before jumping to his feet and diving onto Cruz. Cruz gets his foot up. Chicken stumbles back. Cruz stands up and grabs the face of Chicken. He lifts him up by the face and slams him down chokeslam style]
Thomas Simon: OH! What was that!?
[Aaron pins Chicken with a lateral press]
1...2...3!
Honey Winters: here is your winner.. Aaron Cruz!
[Aaron gets his arm raised than pulls it away from the ref as the scene fades]
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[TNT by Puddle of Mudd plays in the background as we get ready to go to commercial. Ash is in his locker room tying up his boots as the fans cheer. Trey Baxter walks next to him and pats him on the back]
Trey Baxter: You ready?
Ash Soulsfate: I was born ready
[Ash picks up his X-Core title and puts it over his shoulder as the two walk out of the locker room]
Thomas Simon: coming up later in our main event, Ash Soulsfate will take on Kuk Killswitch in an X-Core rules match for the X-Core title!
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[Dead Sara - We Are What We Say plays in the arena. Myra runs out from backstage wearing a wool hat with bear ears on it. She fixes her black rim glasses and skips down the ramp]
Honey Winters: making her way to the ring, from Emerald Hill, Myra Pwnage!
[Myra slides under the ropes and springs right back up with spunk. She climbs on the top rope and pumps her fist with the music. She flicks her hair back and awaits her opponent "Gold Medalist" (WWE 13 generic theme) plays out across the arena as the lights slowly alternate from red and blue. After the song's short intro, Hunter Maverick steps out from behind the curtain wearing a sleeveless black trench coat with a dripping British flag design on the back. He walks to end of the stage with his head down and his fists clenched at his sides. He stops and stands there for a moment then suddenly snaps his head up and his arms out to the side with his hands making the "devil horns" with a loud blast of gold pyro shooting straight up from the center of the stage. Hunter lowers his arms and makes a bee line for the ring.
Honey Winters: "From Blackpool, England...weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds...he is "The Pride of Blackpool"...Huuuuunnterr...MAAAVEERICK!"
Hunter runs and slides into the ring, standing up with a slap of the mat. He then leaps onto the second turnbuckle with his foot on the top rope. He repeats the pose from the stage and holds it for a few seconds before jumping down, taking off his coat and handing it to a ring side technician. He then shadow boxes as he awaits the bell.]
[The bell rings as Myra Pwnage and Maverick begin to circle each other as the match is about to begin. Pwnage uses her speed as she quickly bounces off the ropes and hits Maverick with a dropkick to the chest that barely fazes him. He smiles at her as he shakes his head. She bounces off the ropes yet again and hits him with another dropkick, this one sends him reeling back a little bit but not much. She can't believe the strength of the much bigger Maverick as she comes closer to him and slaps him hard across the face which can be heard all the way throughout the arena. She goes to slap him again but this time he grabs her arm before she's able to hit him and pushes her back sending her flying across the ring. She wastes no time though as she quickly jumps up to the top rope and this time connects with a fast missile dropkick that does send Maverick crashing down to the mat. He quickly gets back to his feet and as he does she attempts to hit him with a superkick which he is able to catch. He spins her around before connecting with a hard standing still clothesline that nearly takes her head off! He quickly picks her up by her hair and connects with a belly to belly suplex that sends Pwnage flying all the way across the ring.]
Bob Herman: Wow! Myra just went flying
Thomas Simon: Hunter is in full focus
[Maverick is using his size to take control of this matchup. He quickly grabs her around the head and locks in what looks to be a hard headlock to Pwnage. She tries to squirm free but his hold is too tight for her to break it. She is slowly begin to lose consciousness but somehow is able to get to her feet meanwhile he still has the headlock locked in pretty tight. She finally throws two hard elbows to the ribs of Maverick which causes him to let go of the hold. She bounces off the ropes and connects with a dropkick to the back of the knee of Maverick which sends him down to his knees. She then connects with an Enziguri to the back of his head that sends him straight down! She flips him over as she goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout!]
Thomas Simon: Myra surprising the much bigger Maverick here so far!
[Maverick is somehow able to get a shoulder up and extend this match after a very impressive Enziguri to Maverick. She sits up frustrated before beginning to stomp on the body of Maverick to ensure he won't quickly make his way to his feet. The referee has to pull her away to stop her. Maverick is slowly making his way to his feet as Myra Pwnage walks over to him and helps him to his feet before irish whipping him into the ropes but Maverick is able to reverse it and irish whip her into the ropes but she jumps off the second rope and connects with a Springboard Hurricanrana! Maverick goes down again! She quickly goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! He does it again. It's going to take a lot more than that for her to pull this win over the much bigger Maverick. She waits for him to slowly make his way to his feet and as soon as he does she hits him with a boot to the stomach before grabbing him around the neck and hitting him with a Tornado DDT! She considers going for the pin, but instead decides to climb up to the top rope. As she gets to the top she stands up straight and pumps up the crowd before jumping off with a frog splash! She flew all the way across the ring and connected with a frog splash! She goes for the pin again! 1...2..Kickout! What a display being shown here by both these wrestlers as neither one is willing to give up. Myra sits up frustrated as she thought she had the match won that time. She drags Mavericks body closer to the middle of the ring before climbing to the top rope yet again. This time she jumps off with a imploding senton bomb but this time Maverick moves and she goes crashing into the mat face first! Both Pwnage and Maverick are now on the ground in pain as the fans begin to cheer for Myra to get back up.]
Bob Herman: Quick heads up move done by Maverick there.
[They both slowly make their way to their feet and as they do Pwnage charges Maverick but this time he's expecting it and lifts her up before slamming her down hard on her back with a brutal spinebuster! The crowd goes silent as he threw her down like a little child on that move. Maverick hooks her leg for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! The much smaller Myra Pwnage shows a lot of heart there as she is able to somehow kick out! Maverick sits up as he begins to complain to the ref about a slow count. He quickly picks her up by the hair before lifting her up off the ground and holding her there sideways for a few moments before dropping her back onto his knee for a backbreaker. Maverick has now taken complete control of this match yet again. He picks her up and grabs her by the neck before lifting her up high in the air and then dropping her on her back with a stalling suplex.]
Thomas Simon: Maverick showing his complete advantage with his power over Myra!
[Myra gets to her feet and holds her back. Maverick moves in and knees her in the stomach. Maverick lifts her and hits the Hunter Maverick Suplex! He pins her]
1....2....3!
Thomas Simon: Hunter Maverick just defeated Myra Pwnage in her debut match
Bob Herman: She told Carter to stay backstage and boy did she need him tonight
Thomas Simon: Well someone get her help!
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[Backstage Jake Cage is against a wall with his hands in front of him. His mouth is mumbling but no one can hear what he is saying]
Jake Cage: ramble ramble ramble
Luann Bratwurst: There ya are Cager! Where the hell ya been! Mama needs some lovin! What the hell are you doing?!
Jake Cage: ninety nine.. One hundred!!!
Luann Bratwurst: What the hell?
Jake Cage: Ready or not hear I come!
[Jake turns around in the locker room. In the corner giggles are heard as Cage walks past a man with a lamp shade over his head, which appears to be Adam Steele. He looks under the pillow cushions]
Jake Cage: Where the hell are they!?
Luann Bratwurst: Are you kidding me? You are sitting here playing hide and go seek while a show is going on?
Jake Cage: Listen Luann, this is the quarter finals of the hide and go seek Championship! Come on you guys! This isn’t fair. You guys are good hiders!
Luann Bratwurst: Forget about it! We can play some hide and go seek in the bedroom!
[Luann pulls Jake out of the locker room and turns the lights off]
Adam Steele: uh... Matt. Is the game over?
Matt Steele: SHH! It’s a trick he might find us!
[Back in the ring]
Thomas Simon: Ah ha ha! I guess we aren’t having our tag match!
Bob Herman: this place is full of idiots
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Honey Winters: this next match is scheduled for one fall!
[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 of pure arrogance spread across his face.]
Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring.. The PUNK Drake Hunter!
[Drake Hunter looks around for a bit before he brings his arms close to his head and executes his signature "Sweet Dreams" taunt. There are massive boos resounding from the crowd, although there are a few cheers mixed in there, and Drake takes a few steps forward before he spreads his arms wide once again, setting off a set of fireworks as he heads down to the ring with the Sin City title around his waste.]
Thomas Simon: Look at Drake hold that Sin City title like it’s his own.
Bob Herman: It might as well be
[Drake waits in the ring as Kurt Newman’s music plays]
“SHUT THAT SHIT OFF!”
[Drake looks around as the fans look confused. Crying like a Bitch by Godsmack hits as the fans erupt. Drake looks around as Rage emerges on the stage holding a sledge hammer in front of his face]
Thomas Simon: Oh my! Rage is coming back for his title!
Bob Herman: Get out of here Drake!
[Rage walks down to the ring as Drake scurries around in the corner looking for an escape route. Rage steps on to the apron as Drake runs out of the ring. He jumps over the guard rail and fleas in to the crowd.]
Thomas Simon: Drake is running like a little girl!
Bob Herman: He wasn’t prepared for Rage! We thought he was getting Newman!
[Rage steps in to the ring and smirks at Drake. Rage looks at Drake and than the sledge hammer. Rage bends down and picks up his Sin City title that Drake dropped. Drake looks scared but stares at the title. Rage holds it up in the air as his music continues to play. The scene fades]
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[Roxi steps in the ring as her music finishes playing. Rose and X are already in the ring and look intent at Roxi. As soon as the bell rings they jump and attack her. Her belt drops and the referee hands it to the time keeper as the match is under way]
Thomas Simon: Those two together are just TNT!!!
Bob Herman: Seriously now Steven, How many paint chips did you eat this morning?
[Suddenly both Rose and Jason hit Roxi in the back of the head. Roxi falls down as the ref calls for the bell to start the match. Both Jason and Rose start stomping Roxi. Jason then picks up Roxi and holds him up and Rose kicks Roxi in the stomach. Roxi bends over for the kick, and Rose brings him to the mat with a DDT.]
Thomas Simon: It’s clear what they are trying to do here. Eliminate Roxi Johnson and make it a one on one!
Bob Herman: Remember this is a Triple Threat Match; we'll see how long this team of theirs lasts.
[Jason gets on the back Roxi and applies the camel clutch. At the same time Rose hits the ropes, rebounds, and then delivers a double dropkick to the face of Roxi. Jason lets go of the camel clutch and Roxi rolls over and holds his neck in pain. Rose and Jason both help Roxi to his feet. They whip him into the ropes and go to give him a double clothesline. Roxi ducks the clothesline, hits the ropes, and then takes down both Jason and Rose with a double clothesline of his own! Roxi starts flexing as the crowd cheers him. He then lifts up Rose, and then tosses him over the ropes. At the same time, Jason gets to his feet, but Roxi turns and immediately lifts Jason up by the legs and delivers a devastating spinebuster. Roxi then walks to the head of Jason ; he gets down on one knee, and starts punching Jason in the face. He keeps beating for a bit, then he gets to his feet, but drops an elbow right to his chest as Jason holds his chest in pain. Roxi helps Jason to his feet and sets up Jason for a powerbomb. Roxi whips Jason up to his shoulder, but Rose delivers a drop kick to the back of Roxi's leg! Roxi falls backwards and Jason falls on top of him. The ref starts the count...one...two...Rose kicks Jason off. Jason get up and looks pissed at Rose. Jason and Rose start to have a stare down, but Roxi grabs Rose from behind and gives him a release German suplex. Jason immediately decks Roxi in the face and he stumbles back. Jason delivers another punch, and another which leaves Roxi groggy and staggering. Jason then brings his arm back and then goes for huge punch, but Roxi ducks it. They both turn to face each other, but Roxi ducks down and lift Jason into a fireman carry, but Jason gets free and falls to feed behind Roxi. Jason immediately grabs the leg of Roxi and takes him down as Roxi hits the mat face first. Jason then climbs up to the top rope and waits for Roxi to get up. Roxi gets to his feet and Jason jumps down with a double axe handle. But Roxi blocks and wraps his arms around Jason . Roxi then turns so his back is facing the ropes and delivers a belly to belly suplex which sends Jason over the top rope! Roxi turns around but gets drop kicked in the chest by The Brain Grenade!!! Roxi falls into the ropes, but remains standing.]
Thomas Simon: Wow! What action early on here!
[Rose gets a running start, and jumps onto Roxi and executes a monkey flip. Roxi goes through the air and lands on his back. Rose goes to the top rope, and delivers a flying guillotine leg drop. It connects on the neck of Roxi! Rose immediately goes for the pin. 1...2….kickout. Rose looks a little surprised. He lifts Roxi to his feet and gives him a few knife edge chops. Roxi just snarls at Rose. Rose gives him another knife edge chops to the chest. Roxi simply goes for a clothesline, but ducks it. They both turn and Rose delivers more knife edge chops. This one takes Roxi by surprise and Roxi holds his chest in pain. Rose then goes for a punch to the face, but Roxi rakes the eyes of Rose first and covers his eyes in pain. Roxi smiles as the crowd cheers him. Roxi then hits the ropes and just as Rose recovers he's hit with a clothesline that sends him flipping in mid-air! Roxi then goes for the pin. 1...2...Roxi is pulled off of Rose by Jason from outside the ring. Roxi gets up and moves to the ropes and starts to yell at Jason who jumps on the apron, grabs Roxi's head jumps down, bringing Roxi's neck across the rope. Roxi steps backward, holding his neck. Jason rolls in the ring and Rose delivers a big punch to Roxi. This hurts Roxi, who is dazed and starts to step in the opposite direction, but only finds Jason 's fist. Jason 's fist sends Roxi reeling, who accidently walks into a punch by Rose. Roxi keeps alternating between a punch by Rose and a punch by Jason a few times, until Jason decides to give Roxi a big clothesline, which sends Roxi toppling over the rope. The crowd cheers for Jason who holds his arms up for the fans. Jason then turns around but is immediately hit with a Pele Kick. Jason goes down hard as Rose looks on. He goes for the pin. 1...2...foot on the ropes!!! Jason got his foot on the ropes. Rose stands up but can't believe he didn't get the pin. He then grabs Jason by the arm and drags him to the middle of the ring. He goes for the pin again 1...kickout. Rose gets to his feet and situates himself, then waits for Jason to get up. Jason eventually gets back up and Rose goes for Superkick. But Jason ducks the kick and grabs Rose's other leg with one arm, and grabs Rose's arm and Jason nails an Olympic Slam on Rose. Jason goes for the pin, but Roxi, who's back in the ring, grabs Jason and lifts him off Rose. Jason turns around and goes for a punch, but Roxi ducks but hooks Jason 's arm. Roxi then hooks Jason 's other arm and applies a full nelson.]
Bob Herman: Look at this! Roxi is showing how much stronger she is
[He starts digging it in as Jason tries to fight the pain. Roxi applies more pressure, but Jason just won't give up. Roxi then lifts Jason into the air and hits him with a full nelson slam. Rose, meanwhile, gets to his feet and delivers a forearm to the back Roxi's head. Roxi turns around angrily, grabs Rose by the neck, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. All the sudden, from behind, Jason puts his head between Roxi's legs, and hoists Roxi up on his shoulders. Rose gets the idea, and goes to the top rope. Rose jumps off the ropes and delivers a flying clothesline to Roxi, Jason then falls backwards and Roxi's back hits the mat and the whole ring shakes. The fans go nuts at this as Jason immediately goes for the pin. 1...2...Rose grabs Jason and pulls Jason off of Roxi. Rose goes for the pin. 1..2....Jason kicks Rose off. Jason goes for the pin. 1...2...Rose pushes Jason off of Roxi. Rose goes for the pin. 1...2...kickout. Rose gets to his feet, and his eyes meet Jason . They have a stare down. Rose then nails Jason with a punch. Jason retaliates with a punch of his own. The two start trading blows. Jason then blocks one of Rose's punches, and then kicks him in the stomach. Jason lifts up Rose for a powerbomb. Rose gets out of the move and falls to his feet. Jason looks a bit confused as Rose goes for a Pele Kick. Rose gets sent out of the ring. Roxi jumps in the ring and rolls up Jason X.]
1...2...3!
[The fans cheer as the bell rings and Roxi rolls out of the ring. She gets her belt handed to her and holds it up in the air with a smile on her face]
Thomas Simon: What a huge win for Roxi Johnson!
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[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. Brandon Nytrus walks out in a suit and tie with one crutch and a cast on his arm. Nikki follows behind him.]
Honey Winters: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, "The Hardcore Icon"... Brandon Nytrus!!
Thomas Simon: Well, for the past week, Brandon Nytrus has been all up in arms about this announcement he's going to make tonight.
Bob Herman: Listen, this guy knows this business. He knows that if he even talks about it to anyone even remotely close to MPW... It's gonna get out. I was talking to him in the back, he hasn't even told Aaron or Nikki yet!!
Thomas Simon: Nevertheless, The Hardcore Icon looks a little shaken up after last week...
Bob Herman: Again, this guy has been screwed over on multiple accounts. He can't ever catch a break.
[The two make their way down the ramp. Brandon struggling a bit. But being tough about it. He enters the ring with help from Nikki. She grabs a microphone for him and gives it to him.]
Brandon Nytrus: Settle down... Settle down...
[The crowd boos louder than before.]
Brandon Nytrus: I SAID SHUT UP.
[The crowd pops with boos.]
Brandon Nytrus: You know what's wrong with you people? You're all so hypocritical. You cheer for a guy who is too small to function. A runt. A peewee. A guy who is from this damn state. Colorado.
[The crowd continues their boos.]
Brandon Nytrus: But when a guy of my stature... A man of my talents, comes to the ring, you have to decency to boo him? That's what doesn't make sense to me. But, I digress...
You see, a few weeks ago I was involved in a match that revolutionized the game forever here in MPW. I was involved in the first ever, Hell In A Cell match in MPW history. Granted, I lost to Roxi Johnson. But, this trend of insurmountable hardcore matches would continue. The week after, I was involved in a X-core Rules match against one Kuk Killswitch.
[The crowd pops with his name.]
Brandon Nytrus: Oh yes, cheer all you want. But this man is the biggest hypocrite of them all. You see, Kuk Killswitch doesn't deserve this attention he's getting from you people. Oh no, he doesn't deserve to have a X-core Championship here tonight against Ash Soulsfate. Frankly, if we're being honest here, if I had not been injured at the hands of that man last week, I would've been in tonight's main event. But sadly, I am not.
[The crowd cheers a bit. Brandon pauses as he gathers his thoughts.]
Brandon Nytrus: There's an upside to all of this, ladies and gentlemen. Oh yes. You see, I've been in talks with the head of marketing and booking here in Millennium Professional Wrestling for quite some time now. And I have finally struck a huge deal with them. Kuk, if you're back there, you might want to pay attention here, kiddo.
[Brandon smiles at the camera. The crowd quiets down to hear the announcement.]
Brandon Nytrus: You see, back in UCE I was involved in what we called the "HellRaiser Division". What we did in that division was create moments that would be stuck in the brains of our fans for decades to come. There was one match that I helped create that has only been done twice. Each time, involving your truly. This, my friends, is called the Devil's Deathmatch.
[The crowd is a bit confused but there is a couple of cheers. Possibly old UCE fans, but who knows.]
Brandon Nytrus: Let me explain, in this match, there are two men in the ring. Pinfall or submission are in effect, no disqualification. There will be 6 total decisions. The first 4 falls will bring in the walls of a cage. Each wall holds weapons. Chairs, 2x4s, light tubes, trashcans. Now, the 5th decision brings in the ceiling. This carries what we used to call "horrific" weapons. For example, tacks, fire, barbed wire, nail in-crested 2x4s, c4s and my personal favorite, a tool box. Once the ceiling is in, the sixth and final fall will be the deciding fall. Anyone can make the first 5 decisions, they only count to bring in the walls. The only fall where it matters who records it is the 6th fall. The man to record the sixth fall will be the winner.
[The crowd cheers a bit at the sound of that.]
Brandon Nytrus: Kuk, if you're extreme enough, you'll step in the ring with me. You'll face me in the Devil's Deathmatch. You'll face me one on one. Hell, maybe if you by chance win the X-core Title match tonight, we can put that up for grabs.
[The crowd reacts a bit mixed but still paying attention.]
Brandon Nytrus: Now, this won't be on TNT... This won't be at One Man Army. This will be at Unsanctioned.
[The crowd cheers.]
Brandon Nytrus: All the attention. The media... The spotlight will be on us, Kuk. I hope you're ready.
[He smiles as "Strong Arm Broken" plays from the speakers and he is helped out of the ring by Nikki. The crowd boos as the two walk up the ramp. Brandon turns around and starts to shout to the crowd.]
Brandon Nytrus: I'M THE ICON. ME!! I'M THE REAL KING OF EXTREME!!!! NOT KUK, NOT ASH, NOBODY BUT ME!!!
[The scene fades to black.]
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Rage vs. Cable
["Cryin' Like A Bitch" by Godsmack blares throughout the arena. Smoke begins to fill the entrance way as the heavy guitar riff kicks in and Rage slowly walks out on to the stage wearing his signature black boots and charcoal grey trunk with "The Only One" written on the back.]
Honey Winters: The following contest is a falls count anywhere match, set for one fall!! Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 275 pounds... He is "The Only One"... RRAAGGGEEE!!!!
[He slowly walks down the ramp as the fans boo at his every step. Rage stops at the ring apron and looks at his opponent. He smirks at his opponent then walks over to the ring steps. He climbs up the steps and goes through the ropes into the ring. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and raises one arm in the air in predetermined victory.]
[[Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent... From Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 230 pounds... "C Double"... Chris... CABLE!!!!
[He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts.]
DING DING DING
Thomas Simon: And we're underway here in this falls count anywhere match!
Bob Herman: I've been waiting for this one!!
[The two begin the match with a couple of words exchanged. They get face to face, until Rage pops Cable with an elbow to the jaw. Cable flies back and lands on the mat. Rage goes to work with some mounted rights to the face of Cable. He stands up and bounces himself off the ropes. He hops up and plants his right knee into the face of Cable. Rage stands up immediately and leaves the ring. He goes by the announce table and grabs a steel chair.]
Thomas: Uh oh... Here we go!!
Bob: Get this thing really underway!!
[Rage slides himself into the ring. We makes his way to the opposite side of the ring. Cable is slowly making his way to his feet. Once he is completely up, Rage charges. Cable realizes and dodges the attack. He maneuvers his way to the back of Rage. He lifts up and hits a German Suplex. He keeps the bridge and pins.]
1...
2...
Kick out.
Bob Herman: Rage barely got out of that one...
Thomas Simon: Yes, what a move by Cable there.
[Cable slides out and grabs the chair from the center of the ring. He grabs Rage as well and stands him up. He kicks him in the gut and, as Rage is hobbled over in pain, smacks his back with the chair. Rage screams out in pain. He holds his back and moves away. Once he turns around he is caught with a chair shot to the face that sends him down to the mat. The crowd cheers out for "C Double".]
Thomas Simon: Cable looks pumped up here!!
Bob Herman: Don't get too cocky here, kid... Rage will come back to get you!!
[Chris picks up Rage after dropping the chair. He lands a few rights to the face and bounces off the ropes. He hits a forearm to the face. Rage falls back down to the mat. He is covered.
1...
2...
Kick out.
[Cable slaps the mat in frustration. Rage rolls out of the ring. Chris leans on the ropes looking out to the crowd. Gaining some control over his anger. He looks over to where Rage was, and he follows. Once he leaves the ring and makes his way over to his opponent, he is hit with a trash can lid.]
Bob Herman: Yes!! Oh, what a sneaky move by the "One and Only" Rage!!
Thomas Simon: What a game changer!
[Cable's forehead is opened up and is now bleeding. Rage catches his breathe and moves to the ring post. He looks down at Cable and smiles. He picks him up and puts him on his shoulders. He falls backwards and lands a Samoan Drop onto the padding outside. Cable screams out in pain. Rage gets ontop of him and straps in a Camel Clutch on CC. The ref runs over to Cable's head and asks him if he wants to quit. Without saying anything, Cable rolls over and out of the hold. The two wait a second to stand. The Cable runs and hits drop kick on Rage. His face slams into the ring post and Rage falls straight to the mat.]
Thomas Simon: My god!! Rage could have a concussion!!
Bob Herman: You're damn right... Get the EMTs down here now!!!
[Chris continues on his attack. He goes under the mat to take out a table. The crowd is still popping from the previous move. Chris sets the table up on an angle. Favoring the ring post. He picks up his opponent and places him facing up. He climbs onto the apron and puts his arms up. The crowd pops.]
Thomas Simon: "The KO Kid" going to the top!!!
Bob Herman: I hope he's not thinking what I think he's thinking...
[CC leaps from the top with the intention of splashing through the table ontop of Rage. But Rage moves out of the way and sends Cable through the table on his own. Cable lays among the ruins of the table. Rage puts his arm across his chest.]
1...
2...
Th...
Kick out!!
Bob Herman: What!?
Thomas Simon: At 2 and what seems like a millisecond... Cable kicked out!!!
[Rage rolls away from the table. Cable begins to move a bit and out of the rubble. Rage stands himself up. He looks over at Cable and grabs him by his hair. He lifts him up and slams his head into the barricade. He lays there, lifeless. Fans pat both men on the back and chest. Rage gets a bit angry and threatens one of them. He picks CC off the barricade and throws him through the entry way to the ringside area and to the ramp. On all fours, Cable begins to crawl up the rampway. But Rage clobbers him with a double axe hammer that sends him to the floor. Cable's blood spills out on the ramp. Rage grabs Cable by the trunks and neck and throws him up the ramp to the stage.]
Bob Herman: We're in dangerous territory here...
Thomas Simon: I don't know if I like this...
Bob Herman: Are you kidding!? This is what Falls Count Anywhere is all about, baby!!!
[Rage looks out to the audience. They boo him as he smiles. He picks up Cable by the hair. CC fights back. Punches to the abdomen and chest. The crowd begins to cheer. Rage breaks the hold on Cable, who now takes Rage and throws him into the set. He bounces off and is hit with a Superkick. Both men fall to the ground.]
Thomas Simon: What a move to get Cable back into this match!!!
Bob Herman: Wait... He could've broken the TNT set... That's got to be against some rule...
Thomas Simon: There's no rules in this match, Bobo... That's what Falls Count Anywhere is about... Baby.
Bob Herman: Don't you mock me!!
[Cable moves over to Rage and pins him.]
1...
2...
Kick out.
[Cable moves gingerly towards the set after being pushed off when Rage got his shoulder up. He stands himself up and walks through the curtain. Rage looks towards it, and follows CC by crawling through. There is a camera team out there to catch it.]
Bob Herman: Where did Cable go!?
Thomas Simon: I don't know... We can't see him...
[The camera shows no sign of Cable. Rage looks around. He pulls himself up by way of the catering table. Rage limps around. Looking for his opponent. He turns a corner and looks down the hall... No one. From behind, Cable comes out of nowhere and clocks him in the back of the head with an elbow. Sending Rage to the ground. Cable picks him up and throws him into the cement wall. Rage's head bounces off and he becomes dazed and confused for a moment. Cable grabs him by the back of the neck and moves him back into the main backstage area. Cable throws Rage into a nearby Coke machine. Rage hits it and stays there. Cable walks over and sets him up into Powerbomb position. Rage fights his way out of it and gets out and begins to hit punches on Cable. Nearby is an 18 wheeler that was rolled in from the parking lot to unload the TNT set pieces. Rage notices and takes Cable's head and throws him to it. Once they're there, he bounces Cables face off the side.]
Thomas Simon: What are they gonna do back there!?
Bob Herman: That's an 18 wheeler, Tommy!!!
[The back part of the truck is open so you can see that there is nothing in the back. Rage sees a ladder on the side of the truck to get to the top. He begins to climb it. Cable, after a couple of moments of regain composure, follows behind him to the top.]
Thomas Simon: They're gonna do battle on top of the truck!!
Bob Herman: Be careful Rage!!!
[The referee just watches as the two begin to hit spaghetti legged shots on each other on the top. Suddenly, Rage takes Cable down with a DDT. He stands up immediately and does a cut-throat taunt with his right hand, signalling the end of this match.]
Bob Herman: Rage is gonna give Cable "One Last Run" here!!! Woo baby, this is awesome!!!
[Rage runs but Drake Hunter slides in the ring and nails him with a sledge hammer. Rage goes down as his nose starts to trickle blood down. The fans boo as Drake stands over him. He tells Cable to cover him. The ref reluctantly counts the pin as Cable and Drake celebrate in the ring]
Honey Winters: here is your winner, Chris Cable.
[Drake rips the Sin City Championship out of the referees hand before the two make their way up the ramp]
Thomas Simon: They make me sick! Absolutely sick!
Bob Herman: I love it! Drake took back what is rightfully his!
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["Bad Things" By Wednesday 13 begins to play and we come to the backstage area. We see Kuk Killswitch finishing his wrist tape as he stands up and punches his fist in his hand. The intro ends and he begins to walk out of his personal backstage area and out to the arena. He makes his way to the curtain as we pan to the front of him. He comes out from the back with a pissed off look on his face. He looks around before continueing to walk down to the ring.]
Honey Winters:"This match is the main event of the evening and is for the MPW X-Core Championship. Introducing first, weighing in tonight at 200 pounds, hailing from Ozone park, New York, he is The Hardcore Reject, KUKK KIIILLSSSSWWIIITCCCHHHH!!!!!"
[Kuk is at the ring now as he hops up on the apron and spins around. He is now leaning against the ropes as he sticks up the metal horns and laughs as he goes through the ropes. He grab shold of the tope rope and steps up on the turnbuckle. He points to himself and yells "MY KINGDOM!" before stepping down and sliding out of the ring. He hops up on the barricade and sits down, waiting for the match to begin.]
Thomas Simon: Do you think Kuk has what it takes to beat Ash here tonight Bob?
Bob Herman: I really don't know. I do know Kuk steps up in this X-Core matches but we are talking about Ash Soulsfate here. The guy has been unbeatable.
[The lights go out, Massacre by Escape the Fate begins to play. Then the stage fills with blue and green, sparks shower down from the MPWtron, and out comes Ash, walking through those sparks, in a hoodie vest, long wrestling gear, black elbow pads, and gloves. Ash stops at the entrance way and peeks from under his hoodie.]
Honey Winters: "And his opponent is the current MPW X-Core Champion. Weighing in at 239 pounds, hailing from Los Angeles, California, he is ASSHHHHHHH SOULSFATEEEEEE!!!!!!
[Ash walks at a comfortable pace with the hood covering his face, smirking the entire way down to the ring. He rolls into the ring, he stands in the middle of the ring and right as the singer of his theme song screams, Ash throws back the hood and exposes his face and holds his arms out at his sides. Once that's done, he goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle as he waits for Kuk to get in the ring. Kuk walks around near the announcers table and grabs a chair and throws it into the ring. Ash shakes his head as he signals for Kuk to get into the ring. All of a sudden the lights in the arena go out as "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine hits over the stereo system as the crowd explodes as Trey Baxter steps out onto the top of the ramp wearing some jeans, his normal t-shirt, and a black blazer.]
Bob Herman: What's he doing out here?
Thomas Simon: I'm guessing since he's got the jacket on that he's going to be joining us here tonight.
Bob Herman: Great...
[Trey walks down the ramp and towards the ring as Ash looks at him and shakes his head. Trey points at Ash as he makes his way around the ring and towards the announcer table where Kuk is also stationed. When Kuk see's Trey coming he slides into the ring and keeps his eye on both Trey and Ash. Trey walks to the announcers table and takes a seat at the empty chair that has been placed there for him. His music stops as the ref holds Ash's X-Core Title over his head and then calls for the bell.]
Thomas Simon: Hey Trey! How are you doing?
Trey Baxter: I'm doing great as usual. I'd ask how you're doing but we both know I don't care.
Bob Herman: What brings you out here tonight?
Trey Baxter: I figured what's an MPW main event without Trey Baxter? Am I right?
Bob Herman: Always thinking about yourse...
Thomas Simon: He means we're glad to have you Trey.
Trey Baxter: Damn right you are. Now let's watch my boy Ash beat this loser Kuk again and once again successfully defend his title.
[In the ring the two men circle each other before coming together and locking arms. Kuk is able to get a quick advantage as he grabs Ash's arm and gets him in an arm lock before kicking Ash in the stomach and dropping him down with a quick DDT.]
Thomas Simon: Good start by Kuk!
Trey Baxter: Ash told me he was going to let Kuk get some shots in early. He's a good guy that Ash. Feels bad always beating the shit out of Kuk.
Thomas Simon: We might see a different story here tonight.
Trey Baxter: I doubt it. Let's see if Kuk can take advantage with that chair.
[In the ring Kuk picks up the chair he brought into the ring and waits for Ash to get to his feet and as soon as he does Kuk swings the chair over his head and connects with a hard shot to the top of Ash's skull that sends Ash right back down. Kuk immediately goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout!]
Trey Baxter: It's going to take a whole lot more than that pussy ass chair shot to beat my boy. We're talking about the next MPW World Champion after all.
[Kuk sits up as he can't believe Ash is able to kick out. Kuk complains to the ref for a moment before picking the chair back up. As he turns to face Ash he see's Ash is already to his feet. Kuk throws the chair to Ash who catches it but as soon as he does
Honey Winters: Ladies and Gentlemen. We would like to have a moment of silence as well as a ten bell tribute to the lives lost this past week in Newtown Connecticut.
[The crowd goes silent as the wrestlers put their heads down. After the silence a video package plats]
[After the ten bell solute the scene fades out on the black ribbon in tribute to Sandy Hook]
Thomas Simon: Welcome to TNT live! We are in Denver Colorado tonight and we have a hot card for you!
Bob Herman: We have everyone on hand and ready to bring their best action for you WOO
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Nathan vs. Andre Dixon
[We open back up where we see Nathan Styles standing in the ring awaiting his opponent. "Gangsta Music" by Young Jeezy hits over the PA System as we see Andre Dixon step out onto the top of the ramp staring down at Styles in the ring. Dixon smiles as he walks down the ramp calmly and climbs into the ring.]
Thomas Simon: If it isn't Johnny's goon. I'm surprised Johnny isn't with him.
Bob Herman: It's too bad he isn't.
[Dixon climbs into the ring and steps towards Styles as he signals for him to come get him. Styles charges at Dixon and tries to hit him with a clothesline but Dixon ducks under it before kicking Styles in the stomach and quickly hitting him with a hard spinebuster in the middle of the ring as Dixon stays standing.]
Bob Herman: He just broke him in half!
[Dixon goes for the quick pin. 1...2...3! Dixon gets up and stares down at the fallen Nathan Styles as the ref raises Dixon's hand who immediately pulls it away.]
Thomas Simon: That might have been the fastest match we've ever had.
[All of a sudden we see Johnny Clash come from behind the curtains with his World Title over his shoulder and a mic in his hand. He walks down the ramp and into the ring as he says something to Dixon. Dixon picks Styles up and then hits him with another hard spinebuster!]
Thomas Simon: What's this all about? Styles doesn't deserve this!
Bob Herman: I don't think they care...
[Dixon picks Styles up again as Clash puts the mic down and hands his title over to Dixon before hitting Styles with the Bloodline! They stare down at Styles as Dixon hands Johnny his title back and Johnny picks the mic up.]
Johnny Clash: Nathan Styles. Your services are no longer needed...
[They both stomp on the fallen Styles for a moment.]
Bob Herman: That’s my boy ha ha!
Thomas Simon: Clash just fired Nathan. That means speculation is true
Bob Herman: of course it is! Clash wouldn’t do something and not follow through you idiot!
[The scene follows Clash and Dixon up the ramp as the refs take Nathan away]
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Jimmy Fatal vs. Shaun Cross
["Reborn" by Damageplan is heard blasting throughout the arena. Shaun Cross wastes no time as he walks onto the stage, immediately starting down the ramp. Occasionally drifting to the sides of the ramp to high-five a few fans. He slides into the ring and quickly springs to his feet, rushing across and climbing the far turnbuckle. He raises his arms up above his head for a moment before hopping back down onto the canvas, turning around and leaning against the corner ready and waiting.]
[As the intro of Fades One Reason plays, the name Jimmy Fatal slowly lights up on screen in inside the blue and white A.A crest. As the song begins Jimmy walks out on stage]
Honey Winters: Weighing in at 226lbs from New York city, NY. JIMMY FATAL!
[He slowly walks down the ramp touching a few hands, but not really giving the fans very much attention. He slides into the ring and slowly walks around the ring before settling down in a corner where he recites the serenity prayer for himself]
[The bell rings and Fatal and Cross slowly moves to the center of the ring, staring straight at each other, circling one another looking for an opening. Fatal is the first to break the stare down, launching himself at The Samurai with an elbow, but Shaun ducks it and goes behind catching Jimmy Fatal in a waistlock. He goes for the German suplex, but Jimmy fights back, doing his best to shift his weight forward and swinging wildly in hope to catch his opponent with an elbow. Cross easily dodges and spins Fatal around and flattens him with a STO.]
Thomas Simon: And this one is on its way, a bit of a mismatch here with The Samurai's technical skill against Jimmy Fatal's straight forward brawling.
Bob Herman: Well Tommy Boy, although their styles are different, both these men are tough as nails
[Cross swiftly rolls to his feet and springs to the ropes, nailing Jimmy with a reverse Shining Wizard, driving his knee into the back of, the rising Fatal's head, on the rebound. Jimmy is thrown forward to the mat in the middle of the ring, but quickly rolls to the outside, looking to break Shaun's momentum and gather his barrings. He leans towards the guardrail and looks up at the ring just in time to see Shaun diving through the ropes and catching him with an elbow. Cross lands on his feet squashing Fatal against the guardrail, as Jimmy slumps down against the fence and Shaun keeps on the attack with brutal stomps to the chest and gut of his opponent.]
Thomas Simon: It seems the Samurai is out to make a statement here
Bob Herman: Yes but you can't count out Jimmy Fatal
Thomas Simon: Well doesn't seem like Cross is underestimating Fatal as he really puts a beating on him
[The crowd roars as Cross slowly backs up, to the ring post, staring at Fatal who tries to get up using the guardrail, but he only gets to his knees, as Shaun lands a vile big boot crushing Jimmy's head between his boot and the steel fence. Shaun quickly turns and rolls in and out of the ring breaking the ten count. He grabs Jimmy by the head and drags him up, landing a couple of shots to head of his semi conscious opponent. The Samurai, looks back over his shoulder for his next weapon, before stepping behind Fatal and flipping him face first into the ring steps with a Dragon Suplx like maneuver.]
Thomas Simon: WOW! Jimmy Fatal is busted open here, as Cross once more rolls in and out of the ring to break the count
Bob Herman: The Samurai surely shows his hardcore side here
[Jimmy is rolling around on top of the broken steps, blood running down his face as the crowds “Holy Shit!” chants thunder through the arena. Shaun drags up his bloodied opponent and rolls him into the ring and follows. Shaun Cross stands towering over the slightly disoriented Jimmy Fatal, who tries to rise with help from the ropes. As Jimmy gets to his knees, Shaun goes and drags him up to a vertical base, locking in an inverted headlock and planting Jimmy back on the mat with a Reverse suplex, and rolls Fatal over for the cover ]
[1...2... In the last second Jimmy's arm and shoulder shoots into the air, Cross stares at the bloodied mess on the mat and rolls him over for another cover, but again Fatal kicks out.]
Thomas Simon: How the hell did Fatal kick out of that?
Bob Herman: I don't know Tommy, but he must be running on fumes
Thomas Simon: True Bob, Shaun Cross is seemingly as taken over by this as we are
[The Samurai, is pummeling away on the rising Jimmy Fatal, who tries to fight back with body shots. Finally Fatal gets to his feet and the two exchange blows in the center of the ring. Cross gaining the advantage staggering Jimmy with a hard elbow to the side of the head, driving his opponent into the corner with a series of chops. The Samurai keeps up the onslaught as the crowd roar, he attempts to get Jimmy up in the corner, but Fatal fights back landing a knee to the midsection of Cross, before quickly reaching across the chest of his opponent, driving him face first into the turnbuckle with a reverse STO. ]
Thomas Simon: How the hell did Jimmy Fatal come back from that beating from Shaun Cross
Bob Herman: Well Tommy boy seems to me it was a mere reflex, as Jimmy does not seem to be able to capitalize
[Both men are down, Jimmy sits up against the turnbuckle, blood coloring his face, Cross rolling around holding his head. Slowly Shaun starts rising, but Jimmy is also starting to stir, Cross charges with a clothesline, Fatal ducks and comes up behind Cross, who spins around. The two grabs a hold of each other by the neck and start slugging it out fists flying wildly between the two, finally Cross sends Jimmy staggering backwards and moves in for a headlock, but Fatal rakes the eyes sending Shaun stumbling backwards and Jimmy capitalizes with a lariat cutting the Samurai down. Jimmy drags himself on top of his opponent and starts hammering away on his forehead with vile punches. Slowly he works his way back to his feet, pulling Cross up with him, Fatal grabs the arm and whips Shaun Cross into the ropes catching him and hoisting him into the air with a flapjack dropping Cross throat first over the top rope. The Samurai almost flies backwards into the ring center holding his throat and grasping for air at Fatal dives in for the cover]
Bob Herman: Fatal has done it!!!
[1...2... Kickout from Cross, Jimmy stares at him in utter despair as Shaun rolls to the ropes. The frustration is apparent through the crimson mask tht is Jimmy Fatal's face as he gets up and goes to work on Cross with a series of heavy rights, before dragging his opponent to his feet and into the ring center grabbing the arm and setting him up for the Fatal Blow, but Cross ducks under the lariat and into a jumping neckbreaker.]
Thomas Simon: Oh my god how long can they keep this up
Bob Herman: Well hopefully they will wrap it up soon or we will be out of air time
[Both men are staggering back on their feet staring at each other with murderous intent from across the ring. Suddenly both men explode towards each other, Cross ducks a clothesline from Fatal, who rebounds and grabs a kick from The Samurai, who skillfully leaps up and catches Jimmy with the Enzuigiri. Fatal hits the mat, but is forced back to his feet by Cross who swiftly hoist him up in the fireman's carry position and hits the Nail in the Cross, draping his arm over Fatal for the cover
1...2...3 Ding Ding Ding
Honey Winthers: And the winner of the match THEEEE SAAAMUUURRRAAAIII SHAAAAUUUUNNNN CROOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!
[Cross rises his arm in victory as Fatal gets up behind him. Jimmy seemingly a bit disoriented leans up against the ropes wiping some blood off his forhead, before walking over and extending his hand to Cross, who reluctantly stares at it.]
Thomas Simon: This is really uncharacteristic of Jimmy Fatal here
Bob Herman: No, they just fought one hell of a match why shouldn't he show how he feels about it
[Shaun looks out at the crowd, that cheers, then back at Fatal, who smiles through the crimson mask of blood on his face. Finally he takes Jimmy's hand to a pop from the crowd that is amplified as Fatal lifts up The Samurai's hand. As the hands come down again Cross tries to walk away, but Fatal keeps a hold of his hand pulling him in and flattening him with a Fatal Blow.]
Thomas Simon: I guess you were wrong Bob, Jimmy Fatal is still the same mean S.O.B as usual
Bob Herman: Woaw woaw wait a sec I didn't say he wasn't I just said he has a right to show how he feels about the match]
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LAST WEEK
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[Clash kicks out as Carter slams his hand down on the mat in fury. Carter lifts Clash up and signals for another tornado warning. Clash holds on to the top rope stopping the move. He elbows Carter in the head getting out of the hold. Carter falls back in to the referee who gets pushed back. Carter turns around and Clash kicks him with a hard low blow. The fans boo and Clash pulls Carter in. He lifts him up and hits the Bloodline. He goes for the pin]
1....2....3!
Thomas Simon: no! Johnny stole this one
Bob Herman: I told you he would win!
[Johnny stands up and celebrates as the championship is handed to him. Myra tries to plead with the referee but he says he didn't see it. Clash leaves the ring and smiles his whole way up the ramp as walk away plays. Myra goes to tend to Carter in the ring]
...
[Trey climbs into the ring and begins to celebrate with Ash as the ref raises both their hands high in the air.]
[The screen lights up and it is a close up on Johnny Clash]
Johnny Clash: Yoo hoo! Over here!
[Trey and Ash look over at the screen as Johnny’s face is smiling back at them]
Johnny Clash: I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it out to the ring tonight to watch my two favorite superstars wrestle. But once again.. Johnny Clash is a complete master mind and beat the system
Thomas Simon: What is he talking about?
[Trey and Ash mock Johnny in the middle of the ring]
Johnny Clash: You see guys... I was told that there was a rule implemented tonight. If Andre or myself were to lay a finger on you two than I would be stripped of my title... But what if the man that made the rule... Was no longer in charge.........
Thomas Simon: What?
[Johnny starts throwing punches as the camera pans down. Madd Katt is laying under Johnny as the crowd gasps. Madd Katt has blood covering his face as his shirt is all ripped up. Johnny beats on him some more and holds up the contract and clip board to the screen. He starts laughing as Trey and Ash look at each other confused]
Bob Herman: No way...
Thomas Simon: Oh my god...
[Trey and Ash turn around and Andre Dixon nails them both with a huge double clothesline. He stands over them as the scene fades on the image of Johnny’s big smile and the contract next to him]
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Bob Herman: That’s right folks you saw that correctly!
Thomas Simon: Yeah but nothing is set in stone until we hear from either Johnny or Madd Katt himself.
Bob Herman: Where is Madd Katt anyway Tommy?
Thomas Simon: Madd Katt is at home recovering but WILL be here next week. He received 40 stitches in his head and dislocated his shoulder at the hands of Johnny Clash.
Bob Herman: Ahhh... Quit it Tom. No one cares. Let’s see the debut of my man! Aaron Cruz!
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Aaron Cruz vs Chicken
["Say It" by Evan's Blue plays throughout the arena as a blast of light blue and white lights flash along with the music. Out from behind the curtain comes Aaron "Stone" Cruz. He stands there, taking in the boos.]
Honey Winters: Introducing, from Concord, New Hampshire, weighing in at 252 lbs... AARON... STONE... CRUZZZ!!!!!!!
[He walks down the ramp getting himself psyched up for the match. Hopping up and down. Slapping himself. Stretching the wrist and arm out. Getting ready. He stops at the end of the ramp and takes a look around. He then smiles and runs and slides into the ring. He puts his arms up as the crowd boos loudly.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent……..hailing from Denver, Colorado and weighing in at 138 pounds…….he is CHICKEN!!
[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, but he is ultimately intimidated by his opponent]
[As the bell rings both men start circling each other, staring intensely at their opponents every move looking for an opening. Suddenly Chicken springs into action moving in on Cruz for Judo style hip throw, but Aaron doesn't budge, Chicken swiftly moves out from striking range, urging Aaron to attack as he takes the Crane stance.]
Thomas Simon: Who does Chicken think he is? The Karate Kid?
[Staring over at his hesitating opponent a smile grows on Chickens face as he looks around to absorb the reaction from the cheering crowd. As soon as he turns his head back, Cruz nails him with a sidekick sending Chicken flying backwards to the mat. Quickly Aaron is over his opponent again dragging him back up to his feet locking his head with his arms as he lands a series of brutal knee strikes to the head of Chicken. Cruz keeps on the attack sending Chicken running into the ropes catching him with a high leg lariat on the rebound and going for the cover....1...2... Kickout by Chicken, Aaron springs to his feet as Chicken sits up, Cruz goes for the ropes and bounces of charging Chicken from behind and lands a stinging kick to the back of Chicken.]
Bob Herman: Ouch! Chicken is going to feel that one in the morning.
[Chicken arches his back in pain as he slowly rolls to his feet. Aaron stalks his rising opponent circling around planning his next attack before springing into action stunning Chicken with a Roundhouse to the side of the head. Chicken staggers into the ropes, trying to shake the effects of the kick off, but Cruz is over him again with a couple of vicious chops, before whipping Chicken to the opposite side.]
Thomas Simon: Aaron Cruz is really relentless here, not giving Chicken any chance to mount any offense, what do you think he should do Bob?
Bob Herman: Chicken needs to get outta there and regroup, that or just hope that Cruz runs out of gas
Thomas Simon: Not likely Cruz has a very strict training regiment he follows to prevent just that
Chicken bounces of the ropes on the opposite side and straight into a sit out spinebuster from Aaron who covers.
Bob Herman: Well seems like Cruz has this one wrapped up neatly!
[...1...2... Chicken get his shoulder up in the last second and slowly rolls out of Cruz's hold. Aaron looks at Chicken with an evil stare as he rolls to his feet and nails Chicken with a kick to the back of the head as he gets up on all four. Relentlessly Cruz stomps away on Chicken, as he rolls around on the mat trying to protect himself.]
Bob Herman: This Chicken is done!
Thomas Simon: Don't quit your day job for a comedy career Bob.
[Aaron once again drags Chicken to his feet and drives him into the corner with chops and punches, he lifts him onto the turnbuckle and follows setting Chicken up for a superplex, but Chicken fights back landing a right to the body of Cruz managing to push him off the turnbuckle. Aaron manages to land and roll back onto his feet, but Chicken flies of and throws Cruz to the mat with a flying head scissors. Aaron again scrambles to his feet as Chicken charges, Aaron ducks and goes for a backbody drop, but Chicken dives over and into a sunset flip.]
Thomas Simon: Oh my god! Chicken with a beautiful comeback here!
[...1...2 Aaron Cruz kicks out and is back on his feet, Chicken follows, they end up exchanging blows, left and rights flies wildly around as Chicken goes into a frenzy swinging his arms around. Aaron stops him dead in his tracks with a brutal kick to the side of the knee. Chicken buckles and drops down to one knee, as Aaron follows up levelling his opponent with a high impact Buzzsaw kick.]
Bob Herman: Well it was a short one Tom!
Thomas Simon: Shut Up Bob!
[Slowly Chicken is getting back onto his feet near the corner, as he swings wildly at the turnbuckles, not really seeming all there. Aaron stalks his opponent waiting on him to turn and as Chicken comes around he launches himself at him looking for the Flash Point, but Chicken stumbles and Aaron launches himself knee first into the turnbuckle.
Thomas Simon: Cruz miscalculated on that one
Bob Herman: Well you never expect that Chicken being clumsy would safe him
[Aaron rolls around holding his knee as Chicken finally starts to get his bearings, he looks at his downed opponent in utter confusion, before jumping to his feet and diving onto Cruz. Cruz gets his foot up. Chicken stumbles back. Cruz stands up and grabs the face of Chicken. He lifts him up by the face and slams him down chokeslam style]
Thomas Simon: OH! What was that!?
[Aaron pins Chicken with a lateral press]
1...2...3!
Honey Winters: here is your winner.. Aaron Cruz!
[Aaron gets his arm raised than pulls it away from the ref as the scene fades]
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[TNT by Puddle of Mudd plays in the background as we get ready to go to commercial. Ash is in his locker room tying up his boots as the fans cheer. Trey Baxter walks next to him and pats him on the back]
Trey Baxter: You ready?
Ash Soulsfate: I was born ready
[Ash picks up his X-Core title and puts it over his shoulder as the two walk out of the locker room]
Thomas Simon: coming up later in our main event, Ash Soulsfate will take on Kuk Killswitch in an X-Core rules match for the X-Core title!
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[Dead Sara - We Are What We Say plays in the arena. Myra runs out from backstage wearing a wool hat with bear ears on it. She fixes her black rim glasses and skips down the ramp]
Honey Winters: making her way to the ring, from Emerald Hill, Myra Pwnage!
[Myra slides under the ropes and springs right back up with spunk. She climbs on the top rope and pumps her fist with the music. She flicks her hair back and awaits her opponent "Gold Medalist" (WWE 13 generic theme) plays out across the arena as the lights slowly alternate from red and blue. After the song's short intro, Hunter Maverick steps out from behind the curtain wearing a sleeveless black trench coat with a dripping British flag design on the back. He walks to end of the stage with his head down and his fists clenched at his sides. He stops and stands there for a moment then suddenly snaps his head up and his arms out to the side with his hands making the "devil horns" with a loud blast of gold pyro shooting straight up from the center of the stage. Hunter lowers his arms and makes a bee line for the ring.
Honey Winters: "From Blackpool, England...weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds...he is "The Pride of Blackpool"...Huuuuunnterr...MAAAVEERICK!"
Hunter runs and slides into the ring, standing up with a slap of the mat. He then leaps onto the second turnbuckle with his foot on the top rope. He repeats the pose from the stage and holds it for a few seconds before jumping down, taking off his coat and handing it to a ring side technician. He then shadow boxes as he awaits the bell.]
[The bell rings as Myra Pwnage and Maverick begin to circle each other as the match is about to begin. Pwnage uses her speed as she quickly bounces off the ropes and hits Maverick with a dropkick to the chest that barely fazes him. He smiles at her as he shakes his head. She bounces off the ropes yet again and hits him with another dropkick, this one sends him reeling back a little bit but not much. She can't believe the strength of the much bigger Maverick as she comes closer to him and slaps him hard across the face which can be heard all the way throughout the arena. She goes to slap him again but this time he grabs her arm before she's able to hit him and pushes her back sending her flying across the ring. She wastes no time though as she quickly jumps up to the top rope and this time connects with a fast missile dropkick that does send Maverick crashing down to the mat. He quickly gets back to his feet and as he does she attempts to hit him with a superkick which he is able to catch. He spins her around before connecting with a hard standing still clothesline that nearly takes her head off! He quickly picks her up by her hair and connects with a belly to belly suplex that sends Pwnage flying all the way across the ring.]
Bob Herman: Wow! Myra just went flying
Thomas Simon: Hunter is in full focus
[Maverick is using his size to take control of this matchup. He quickly grabs her around the head and locks in what looks to be a hard headlock to Pwnage. She tries to squirm free but his hold is too tight for her to break it. She is slowly begin to lose consciousness but somehow is able to get to her feet meanwhile he still has the headlock locked in pretty tight. She finally throws two hard elbows to the ribs of Maverick which causes him to let go of the hold. She bounces off the ropes and connects with a dropkick to the back of the knee of Maverick which sends him down to his knees. She then connects with an Enziguri to the back of his head that sends him straight down! She flips him over as she goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout!]
Thomas Simon: Myra surprising the much bigger Maverick here so far!
[Maverick is somehow able to get a shoulder up and extend this match after a very impressive Enziguri to Maverick. She sits up frustrated before beginning to stomp on the body of Maverick to ensure he won't quickly make his way to his feet. The referee has to pull her away to stop her. Maverick is slowly making his way to his feet as Myra Pwnage walks over to him and helps him to his feet before irish whipping him into the ropes but Maverick is able to reverse it and irish whip her into the ropes but she jumps off the second rope and connects with a Springboard Hurricanrana! Maverick goes down again! She quickly goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! He does it again. It's going to take a lot more than that for her to pull this win over the much bigger Maverick. She waits for him to slowly make his way to his feet and as soon as he does she hits him with a boot to the stomach before grabbing him around the neck and hitting him with a Tornado DDT! She considers going for the pin, but instead decides to climb up to the top rope. As she gets to the top she stands up straight and pumps up the crowd before jumping off with a frog splash! She flew all the way across the ring and connected with a frog splash! She goes for the pin again! 1...2..Kickout! What a display being shown here by both these wrestlers as neither one is willing to give up. Myra sits up frustrated as she thought she had the match won that time. She drags Mavericks body closer to the middle of the ring before climbing to the top rope yet again. This time she jumps off with a imploding senton bomb but this time Maverick moves and she goes crashing into the mat face first! Both Pwnage and Maverick are now on the ground in pain as the fans begin to cheer for Myra to get back up.]
Bob Herman: Quick heads up move done by Maverick there.
[They both slowly make their way to their feet and as they do Pwnage charges Maverick but this time he's expecting it and lifts her up before slamming her down hard on her back with a brutal spinebuster! The crowd goes silent as he threw her down like a little child on that move. Maverick hooks her leg for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! The much smaller Myra Pwnage shows a lot of heart there as she is able to somehow kick out! Maverick sits up as he begins to complain to the ref about a slow count. He quickly picks her up by the hair before lifting her up off the ground and holding her there sideways for a few moments before dropping her back onto his knee for a backbreaker. Maverick has now taken complete control of this match yet again. He picks her up and grabs her by the neck before lifting her up high in the air and then dropping her on her back with a stalling suplex.]
Thomas Simon: Maverick showing his complete advantage with his power over Myra!
[Myra gets to her feet and holds her back. Maverick moves in and knees her in the stomach. Maverick lifts her and hits the Hunter Maverick Suplex! He pins her]
1....2....3!
Thomas Simon: Hunter Maverick just defeated Myra Pwnage in her debut match
Bob Herman: She told Carter to stay backstage and boy did she need him tonight
Thomas Simon: Well someone get her help!
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[Backstage Jake Cage is against a wall with his hands in front of him. His mouth is mumbling but no one can hear what he is saying]
Jake Cage: ramble ramble ramble
Luann Bratwurst: There ya are Cager! Where the hell ya been! Mama needs some lovin! What the hell are you doing?!
Jake Cage: ninety nine.. One hundred!!!
Luann Bratwurst: What the hell?
Jake Cage: Ready or not hear I come!
[Jake turns around in the locker room. In the corner giggles are heard as Cage walks past a man with a lamp shade over his head, which appears to be Adam Steele. He looks under the pillow cushions]
Jake Cage: Where the hell are they!?
Luann Bratwurst: Are you kidding me? You are sitting here playing hide and go seek while a show is going on?
Jake Cage: Listen Luann, this is the quarter finals of the hide and go seek Championship! Come on you guys! This isn’t fair. You guys are good hiders!
Luann Bratwurst: Forget about it! We can play some hide and go seek in the bedroom!
[Luann pulls Jake out of the locker room and turns the lights off]
Adam Steele: uh... Matt. Is the game over?
Matt Steele: SHH! It’s a trick he might find us!
[Back in the ring]
Thomas Simon: Ah ha ha! I guess we aren’t having our tag match!
Bob Herman: this place is full of idiots
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Honey Winters: this next match is scheduled for one fall!
[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 of pure arrogance spread across his face.]
Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring.. The PUNK Drake Hunter!
[Drake Hunter looks around for a bit before he brings his arms close to his head and executes his signature "Sweet Dreams" taunt. There are massive boos resounding from the crowd, although there are a few cheers mixed in there, and Drake takes a few steps forward before he spreads his arms wide once again, setting off a set of fireworks as he heads down to the ring with the Sin City title around his waste.]
Thomas Simon: Look at Drake hold that Sin City title like it’s his own.
Bob Herman: It might as well be
[Drake waits in the ring as Kurt Newman’s music plays]
“SHUT THAT SHIT OFF!”
[Drake looks around as the fans look confused. Crying like a Bitch by Godsmack hits as the fans erupt. Drake looks around as Rage emerges on the stage holding a sledge hammer in front of his face]
Thomas Simon: Oh my! Rage is coming back for his title!
Bob Herman: Get out of here Drake!
[Rage walks down to the ring as Drake scurries around in the corner looking for an escape route. Rage steps on to the apron as Drake runs out of the ring. He jumps over the guard rail and fleas in to the crowd.]
Thomas Simon: Drake is running like a little girl!
Bob Herman: He wasn’t prepared for Rage! We thought he was getting Newman!
[Rage steps in to the ring and smirks at Drake. Rage looks at Drake and than the sledge hammer. Rage bends down and picks up his Sin City title that Drake dropped. Drake looks scared but stares at the title. Rage holds it up in the air as his music continues to play. The scene fades]
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[Roxi steps in the ring as her music finishes playing. Rose and X are already in the ring and look intent at Roxi. As soon as the bell rings they jump and attack her. Her belt drops and the referee hands it to the time keeper as the match is under way]
Thomas Simon: Those two together are just TNT!!!
Bob Herman: Seriously now Steven, How many paint chips did you eat this morning?
[Suddenly both Rose and Jason hit Roxi in the back of the head. Roxi falls down as the ref calls for the bell to start the match. Both Jason and Rose start stomping Roxi. Jason then picks up Roxi and holds him up and Rose kicks Roxi in the stomach. Roxi bends over for the kick, and Rose brings him to the mat with a DDT.]
Thomas Simon: It’s clear what they are trying to do here. Eliminate Roxi Johnson and make it a one on one!
Bob Herman: Remember this is a Triple Threat Match; we'll see how long this team of theirs lasts.
[Jason gets on the back Roxi and applies the camel clutch. At the same time Rose hits the ropes, rebounds, and then delivers a double dropkick to the face of Roxi. Jason lets go of the camel clutch and Roxi rolls over and holds his neck in pain. Rose and Jason both help Roxi to his feet. They whip him into the ropes and go to give him a double clothesline. Roxi ducks the clothesline, hits the ropes, and then takes down both Jason and Rose with a double clothesline of his own! Roxi starts flexing as the crowd cheers him. He then lifts up Rose, and then tosses him over the ropes. At the same time, Jason gets to his feet, but Roxi turns and immediately lifts Jason up by the legs and delivers a devastating spinebuster. Roxi then walks to the head of Jason ; he gets down on one knee, and starts punching Jason in the face. He keeps beating for a bit, then he gets to his feet, but drops an elbow right to his chest as Jason holds his chest in pain. Roxi helps Jason to his feet and sets up Jason for a powerbomb. Roxi whips Jason up to his shoulder, but Rose delivers a drop kick to the back of Roxi's leg! Roxi falls backwards and Jason falls on top of him. The ref starts the count...one...two...Rose kicks Jason off. Jason get up and looks pissed at Rose. Jason and Rose start to have a stare down, but Roxi grabs Rose from behind and gives him a release German suplex. Jason immediately decks Roxi in the face and he stumbles back. Jason delivers another punch, and another which leaves Roxi groggy and staggering. Jason then brings his arm back and then goes for huge punch, but Roxi ducks it. They both turn to face each other, but Roxi ducks down and lift Jason into a fireman carry, but Jason gets free and falls to feed behind Roxi. Jason immediately grabs the leg of Roxi and takes him down as Roxi hits the mat face first. Jason then climbs up to the top rope and waits for Roxi to get up. Roxi gets to his feet and Jason jumps down with a double axe handle. But Roxi blocks and wraps his arms around Jason . Roxi then turns so his back is facing the ropes and delivers a belly to belly suplex which sends Jason over the top rope! Roxi turns around but gets drop kicked in the chest by The Brain Grenade!!! Roxi falls into the ropes, but remains standing.]
Thomas Simon: Wow! What action early on here!
[Rose gets a running start, and jumps onto Roxi and executes a monkey flip. Roxi goes through the air and lands on his back. Rose goes to the top rope, and delivers a flying guillotine leg drop. It connects on the neck of Roxi! Rose immediately goes for the pin. 1...2….kickout. Rose looks a little surprised. He lifts Roxi to his feet and gives him a few knife edge chops. Roxi just snarls at Rose. Rose gives him another knife edge chops to the chest. Roxi simply goes for a clothesline, but ducks it. They both turn and Rose delivers more knife edge chops. This one takes Roxi by surprise and Roxi holds his chest in pain. Rose then goes for a punch to the face, but Roxi rakes the eyes of Rose first and covers his eyes in pain. Roxi smiles as the crowd cheers him. Roxi then hits the ropes and just as Rose recovers he's hit with a clothesline that sends him flipping in mid-air! Roxi then goes for the pin. 1...2...Roxi is pulled off of Rose by Jason from outside the ring. Roxi gets up and moves to the ropes and starts to yell at Jason who jumps on the apron, grabs Roxi's head jumps down, bringing Roxi's neck across the rope. Roxi steps backward, holding his neck. Jason rolls in the ring and Rose delivers a big punch to Roxi. This hurts Roxi, who is dazed and starts to step in the opposite direction, but only finds Jason 's fist. Jason 's fist sends Roxi reeling, who accidently walks into a punch by Rose. Roxi keeps alternating between a punch by Rose and a punch by Jason a few times, until Jason decides to give Roxi a big clothesline, which sends Roxi toppling over the rope. The crowd cheers for Jason who holds his arms up for the fans. Jason then turns around but is immediately hit with a Pele Kick. Jason goes down hard as Rose looks on. He goes for the pin. 1...2...foot on the ropes!!! Jason got his foot on the ropes. Rose stands up but can't believe he didn't get the pin. He then grabs Jason by the arm and drags him to the middle of the ring. He goes for the pin again 1...kickout. Rose gets to his feet and situates himself, then waits for Jason to get up. Jason eventually gets back up and Rose goes for Superkick. But Jason ducks the kick and grabs Rose's other leg with one arm, and grabs Rose's arm and Jason nails an Olympic Slam on Rose. Jason goes for the pin, but Roxi, who's back in the ring, grabs Jason and lifts him off Rose. Jason turns around and goes for a punch, but Roxi ducks but hooks Jason 's arm. Roxi then hooks Jason 's other arm and applies a full nelson.]
Bob Herman: Look at this! Roxi is showing how much stronger she is
[He starts digging it in as Jason tries to fight the pain. Roxi applies more pressure, but Jason just won't give up. Roxi then lifts Jason into the air and hits him with a full nelson slam. Rose, meanwhile, gets to his feet and delivers a forearm to the back Roxi's head. Roxi turns around angrily, grabs Rose by the neck, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. All the sudden, from behind, Jason puts his head between Roxi's legs, and hoists Roxi up on his shoulders. Rose gets the idea, and goes to the top rope. Rose jumps off the ropes and delivers a flying clothesline to Roxi, Jason then falls backwards and Roxi's back hits the mat and the whole ring shakes. The fans go nuts at this as Jason immediately goes for the pin. 1...2...Rose grabs Jason and pulls Jason off of Roxi. Rose goes for the pin. 1..2....Jason kicks Rose off. Jason goes for the pin. 1...2...Rose pushes Jason off of Roxi. Rose goes for the pin. 1...2...kickout. Rose gets to his feet, and his eyes meet Jason . They have a stare down. Rose then nails Jason with a punch. Jason retaliates with a punch of his own. The two start trading blows. Jason then blocks one of Rose's punches, and then kicks him in the stomach. Jason lifts up Rose for a powerbomb. Rose gets out of the move and falls to his feet. Jason looks a bit confused as Rose goes for a Pele Kick. Rose gets sent out of the ring. Roxi jumps in the ring and rolls up Jason X.]
1...2...3!
[The fans cheer as the bell rings and Roxi rolls out of the ring. She gets her belt handed to her and holds it up in the air with a smile on her face]
Thomas Simon: What a huge win for Roxi Johnson!
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[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. Brandon Nytrus walks out in a suit and tie with one crutch and a cast on his arm. Nikki follows behind him.]
Honey Winters: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, "The Hardcore Icon"... Brandon Nytrus!!
Thomas Simon: Well, for the past week, Brandon Nytrus has been all up in arms about this announcement he's going to make tonight.
Bob Herman: Listen, this guy knows this business. He knows that if he even talks about it to anyone even remotely close to MPW... It's gonna get out. I was talking to him in the back, he hasn't even told Aaron or Nikki yet!!
Thomas Simon: Nevertheless, The Hardcore Icon looks a little shaken up after last week...
Bob Herman: Again, this guy has been screwed over on multiple accounts. He can't ever catch a break.
[The two make their way down the ramp. Brandon struggling a bit. But being tough about it. He enters the ring with help from Nikki. She grabs a microphone for him and gives it to him.]
Brandon Nytrus: Settle down... Settle down...
[The crowd boos louder than before.]
Brandon Nytrus: I SAID SHUT UP.
[The crowd pops with boos.]
Brandon Nytrus: You know what's wrong with you people? You're all so hypocritical. You cheer for a guy who is too small to function. A runt. A peewee. A guy who is from this damn state. Colorado.
[The crowd continues their boos.]
Brandon Nytrus: But when a guy of my stature... A man of my talents, comes to the ring, you have to decency to boo him? That's what doesn't make sense to me. But, I digress...
You see, a few weeks ago I was involved in a match that revolutionized the game forever here in MPW. I was involved in the first ever, Hell In A Cell match in MPW history. Granted, I lost to Roxi Johnson. But, this trend of insurmountable hardcore matches would continue. The week after, I was involved in a X-core Rules match against one Kuk Killswitch.
[The crowd pops with his name.]
Brandon Nytrus: Oh yes, cheer all you want. But this man is the biggest hypocrite of them all. You see, Kuk Killswitch doesn't deserve this attention he's getting from you people. Oh no, he doesn't deserve to have a X-core Championship here tonight against Ash Soulsfate. Frankly, if we're being honest here, if I had not been injured at the hands of that man last week, I would've been in tonight's main event. But sadly, I am not.
[The crowd cheers a bit. Brandon pauses as he gathers his thoughts.]
Brandon Nytrus: There's an upside to all of this, ladies and gentlemen. Oh yes. You see, I've been in talks with the head of marketing and booking here in Millennium Professional Wrestling for quite some time now. And I have finally struck a huge deal with them. Kuk, if you're back there, you might want to pay attention here, kiddo.
[Brandon smiles at the camera. The crowd quiets down to hear the announcement.]
Brandon Nytrus: You see, back in UCE I was involved in what we called the "HellRaiser Division". What we did in that division was create moments that would be stuck in the brains of our fans for decades to come. There was one match that I helped create that has only been done twice. Each time, involving your truly. This, my friends, is called the Devil's Deathmatch.
[The crowd is a bit confused but there is a couple of cheers. Possibly old UCE fans, but who knows.]
Brandon Nytrus: Let me explain, in this match, there are two men in the ring. Pinfall or submission are in effect, no disqualification. There will be 6 total decisions. The first 4 falls will bring in the walls of a cage. Each wall holds weapons. Chairs, 2x4s, light tubes, trashcans. Now, the 5th decision brings in the ceiling. This carries what we used to call "horrific" weapons. For example, tacks, fire, barbed wire, nail in-crested 2x4s, c4s and my personal favorite, a tool box. Once the ceiling is in, the sixth and final fall will be the deciding fall. Anyone can make the first 5 decisions, they only count to bring in the walls. The only fall where it matters who records it is the 6th fall. The man to record the sixth fall will be the winner.
[The crowd cheers a bit at the sound of that.]
Brandon Nytrus: Kuk, if you're extreme enough, you'll step in the ring with me. You'll face me in the Devil's Deathmatch. You'll face me one on one. Hell, maybe if you by chance win the X-core Title match tonight, we can put that up for grabs.
[The crowd reacts a bit mixed but still paying attention.]
Brandon Nytrus: Now, this won't be on TNT... This won't be at One Man Army. This will be at Unsanctioned.
[The crowd cheers.]
Brandon Nytrus: All the attention. The media... The spotlight will be on us, Kuk. I hope you're ready.
[He smiles as "Strong Arm Broken" plays from the speakers and he is helped out of the ring by Nikki. The crowd boos as the two walk up the ramp. Brandon turns around and starts to shout to the crowd.]
Brandon Nytrus: I'M THE ICON. ME!! I'M THE REAL KING OF EXTREME!!!! NOT KUK, NOT ASH, NOBODY BUT ME!!!
[The scene fades to black.]
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Rage vs. Cable
["Cryin' Like A Bitch" by Godsmack blares throughout the arena. Smoke begins to fill the entrance way as the heavy guitar riff kicks in and Rage slowly walks out on to the stage wearing his signature black boots and charcoal grey trunk with "The Only One" written on the back.]
Honey Winters: The following contest is a falls count anywhere match, set for one fall!! Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 275 pounds... He is "The Only One"... RRAAGGGEEE!!!!
[He slowly walks down the ramp as the fans boo at his every step. Rage stops at the ring apron and looks at his opponent. He smirks at his opponent then walks over to the ring steps. He climbs up the steps and goes through the ropes into the ring. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and raises one arm in the air in predetermined victory.]
[[Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent... From Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 230 pounds... "C Double"... Chris... CABLE!!!!
[He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts.]
DING DING DING
Thomas Simon: And we're underway here in this falls count anywhere match!
Bob Herman: I've been waiting for this one!!
[The two begin the match with a couple of words exchanged. They get face to face, until Rage pops Cable with an elbow to the jaw. Cable flies back and lands on the mat. Rage goes to work with some mounted rights to the face of Cable. He stands up and bounces himself off the ropes. He hops up and plants his right knee into the face of Cable. Rage stands up immediately and leaves the ring. He goes by the announce table and grabs a steel chair.]
Thomas: Uh oh... Here we go!!
Bob: Get this thing really underway!!
[Rage slides himself into the ring. We makes his way to the opposite side of the ring. Cable is slowly making his way to his feet. Once he is completely up, Rage charges. Cable realizes and dodges the attack. He maneuvers his way to the back of Rage. He lifts up and hits a German Suplex. He keeps the bridge and pins.]
1...
2...
Kick out.
Bob Herman: Rage barely got out of that one...
Thomas Simon: Yes, what a move by Cable there.
[Cable slides out and grabs the chair from the center of the ring. He grabs Rage as well and stands him up. He kicks him in the gut and, as Rage is hobbled over in pain, smacks his back with the chair. Rage screams out in pain. He holds his back and moves away. Once he turns around he is caught with a chair shot to the face that sends him down to the mat. The crowd cheers out for "C Double".]
Thomas Simon: Cable looks pumped up here!!
Bob Herman: Don't get too cocky here, kid... Rage will come back to get you!!
[Chris picks up Rage after dropping the chair. He lands a few rights to the face and bounces off the ropes. He hits a forearm to the face. Rage falls back down to the mat. He is covered.
1...
2...
Kick out.
[Cable slaps the mat in frustration. Rage rolls out of the ring. Chris leans on the ropes looking out to the crowd. Gaining some control over his anger. He looks over to where Rage was, and he follows. Once he leaves the ring and makes his way over to his opponent, he is hit with a trash can lid.]
Bob Herman: Yes!! Oh, what a sneaky move by the "One and Only" Rage!!
Thomas Simon: What a game changer!
[Cable's forehead is opened up and is now bleeding. Rage catches his breathe and moves to the ring post. He looks down at Cable and smiles. He picks him up and puts him on his shoulders. He falls backwards and lands a Samoan Drop onto the padding outside. Cable screams out in pain. Rage gets ontop of him and straps in a Camel Clutch on CC. The ref runs over to Cable's head and asks him if he wants to quit. Without saying anything, Cable rolls over and out of the hold. The two wait a second to stand. The Cable runs and hits drop kick on Rage. His face slams into the ring post and Rage falls straight to the mat.]
Thomas Simon: My god!! Rage could have a concussion!!
Bob Herman: You're damn right... Get the EMTs down here now!!!
[Chris continues on his attack. He goes under the mat to take out a table. The crowd is still popping from the previous move. Chris sets the table up on an angle. Favoring the ring post. He picks up his opponent and places him facing up. He climbs onto the apron and puts his arms up. The crowd pops.]
Thomas Simon: "The KO Kid" going to the top!!!
Bob Herman: I hope he's not thinking what I think he's thinking...
[CC leaps from the top with the intention of splashing through the table ontop of Rage. But Rage moves out of the way and sends Cable through the table on his own. Cable lays among the ruins of the table. Rage puts his arm across his chest.]
1...
2...
Th...
Kick out!!
Bob Herman: What!?
Thomas Simon: At 2 and what seems like a millisecond... Cable kicked out!!!
[Rage rolls away from the table. Cable begins to move a bit and out of the rubble. Rage stands himself up. He looks over at Cable and grabs him by his hair. He lifts him up and slams his head into the barricade. He lays there, lifeless. Fans pat both men on the back and chest. Rage gets a bit angry and threatens one of them. He picks CC off the barricade and throws him through the entry way to the ringside area and to the ramp. On all fours, Cable begins to crawl up the rampway. But Rage clobbers him with a double axe hammer that sends him to the floor. Cable's blood spills out on the ramp. Rage grabs Cable by the trunks and neck and throws him up the ramp to the stage.]
Bob Herman: We're in dangerous territory here...
Thomas Simon: I don't know if I like this...
Bob Herman: Are you kidding!? This is what Falls Count Anywhere is all about, baby!!!
[Rage looks out to the audience. They boo him as he smiles. He picks up Cable by the hair. CC fights back. Punches to the abdomen and chest. The crowd begins to cheer. Rage breaks the hold on Cable, who now takes Rage and throws him into the set. He bounces off and is hit with a Superkick. Both men fall to the ground.]
Thomas Simon: What a move to get Cable back into this match!!!
Bob Herman: Wait... He could've broken the TNT set... That's got to be against some rule...
Thomas Simon: There's no rules in this match, Bobo... That's what Falls Count Anywhere is about... Baby.
Bob Herman: Don't you mock me!!
[Cable moves over to Rage and pins him.]
1...
2...
Kick out.
[Cable moves gingerly towards the set after being pushed off when Rage got his shoulder up. He stands himself up and walks through the curtain. Rage looks towards it, and follows CC by crawling through. There is a camera team out there to catch it.]
Bob Herman: Where did Cable go!?
Thomas Simon: I don't know... We can't see him...
[The camera shows no sign of Cable. Rage looks around. He pulls himself up by way of the catering table. Rage limps around. Looking for his opponent. He turns a corner and looks down the hall... No one. From behind, Cable comes out of nowhere and clocks him in the back of the head with an elbow. Sending Rage to the ground. Cable picks him up and throws him into the cement wall. Rage's head bounces off and he becomes dazed and confused for a moment. Cable grabs him by the back of the neck and moves him back into the main backstage area. Cable throws Rage into a nearby Coke machine. Rage hits it and stays there. Cable walks over and sets him up into Powerbomb position. Rage fights his way out of it and gets out and begins to hit punches on Cable. Nearby is an 18 wheeler that was rolled in from the parking lot to unload the TNT set pieces. Rage notices and takes Cable's head and throws him to it. Once they're there, he bounces Cables face off the side.]
Thomas Simon: What are they gonna do back there!?
Bob Herman: That's an 18 wheeler, Tommy!!!
[The back part of the truck is open so you can see that there is nothing in the back. Rage sees a ladder on the side of the truck to get to the top. He begins to climb it. Cable, after a couple of moments of regain composure, follows behind him to the top.]
Thomas Simon: They're gonna do battle on top of the truck!!
Bob Herman: Be careful Rage!!!
[The referee just watches as the two begin to hit spaghetti legged shots on each other on the top. Suddenly, Rage takes Cable down with a DDT. He stands up immediately and does a cut-throat taunt with his right hand, signalling the end of this match.]
Bob Herman: Rage is gonna give Cable "One Last Run" here!!! Woo baby, this is awesome!!!
[Rage runs but Drake Hunter slides in the ring and nails him with a sledge hammer. Rage goes down as his nose starts to trickle blood down. The fans boo as Drake stands over him. He tells Cable to cover him. The ref reluctantly counts the pin as Cable and Drake celebrate in the ring]
Honey Winters: here is your winner, Chris Cable.
[Drake rips the Sin City Championship out of the referees hand before the two make their way up the ramp]
Thomas Simon: They make me sick! Absolutely sick!
Bob Herman: I love it! Drake took back what is rightfully his!
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["Bad Things" By Wednesday 13 begins to play and we come to the backstage area. We see Kuk Killswitch finishing his wrist tape as he stands up and punches his fist in his hand. The intro ends and he begins to walk out of his personal backstage area and out to the arena. He makes his way to the curtain as we pan to the front of him. He comes out from the back with a pissed off look on his face. He looks around before continueing to walk down to the ring.]
Honey Winters:"This match is the main event of the evening and is for the MPW X-Core Championship. Introducing first, weighing in tonight at 200 pounds, hailing from Ozone park, New York, he is The Hardcore Reject, KUKK KIIILLSSSSWWIIITCCCHHHH!!!!!"
[Kuk is at the ring now as he hops up on the apron and spins around. He is now leaning against the ropes as he sticks up the metal horns and laughs as he goes through the ropes. He grab shold of the tope rope and steps up on the turnbuckle. He points to himself and yells "MY KINGDOM!" before stepping down and sliding out of the ring. He hops up on the barricade and sits down, waiting for the match to begin.]
Thomas Simon: Do you think Kuk has what it takes to beat Ash here tonight Bob?
Bob Herman: I really don't know. I do know Kuk steps up in this X-Core matches but we are talking about Ash Soulsfate here. The guy has been unbeatable.
[The lights go out, Massacre by Escape the Fate begins to play. Then the stage fills with blue and green, sparks shower down from the MPWtron, and out comes Ash, walking through those sparks, in a hoodie vest, long wrestling gear, black elbow pads, and gloves. Ash stops at the entrance way and peeks from under his hoodie.]
Honey Winters: "And his opponent is the current MPW X-Core Champion. Weighing in at 239 pounds, hailing from Los Angeles, California, he is ASSHHHHHHH SOULSFATEEEEEE!!!!!!
[Ash walks at a comfortable pace with the hood covering his face, smirking the entire way down to the ring. He rolls into the ring, he stands in the middle of the ring and right as the singer of his theme song screams, Ash throws back the hood and exposes his face and holds his arms out at his sides. Once that's done, he goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle as he waits for Kuk to get in the ring. Kuk walks around near the announcers table and grabs a chair and throws it into the ring. Ash shakes his head as he signals for Kuk to get into the ring. All of a sudden the lights in the arena go out as "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine hits over the stereo system as the crowd explodes as Trey Baxter steps out onto the top of the ramp wearing some jeans, his normal t-shirt, and a black blazer.]
Bob Herman: What's he doing out here?
Thomas Simon: I'm guessing since he's got the jacket on that he's going to be joining us here tonight.
Bob Herman: Great...
[Trey walks down the ramp and towards the ring as Ash looks at him and shakes his head. Trey points at Ash as he makes his way around the ring and towards the announcer table where Kuk is also stationed. When Kuk see's Trey coming he slides into the ring and keeps his eye on both Trey and Ash. Trey walks to the announcers table and takes a seat at the empty chair that has been placed there for him. His music stops as the ref holds Ash's X-Core Title over his head and then calls for the bell.]
Thomas Simon: Hey Trey! How are you doing?
Trey Baxter: I'm doing great as usual. I'd ask how you're doing but we both know I don't care.
Bob Herman: What brings you out here tonight?
Trey Baxter: I figured what's an MPW main event without Trey Baxter? Am I right?
Bob Herman: Always thinking about yourse...
Thomas Simon: He means we're glad to have you Trey.
Trey Baxter: Damn right you are. Now let's watch my boy Ash beat this loser Kuk again and once again successfully defend his title.
[In the ring the two men circle each other before coming together and locking arms. Kuk is able to get a quick advantage as he grabs Ash's arm and gets him in an arm lock before kicking Ash in the stomach and dropping him down with a quick DDT.]
Thomas Simon: Good start by Kuk!
Trey Baxter: Ash told me he was going to let Kuk get some shots in early. He's a good guy that Ash. Feels bad always beating the shit out of Kuk.
Thomas Simon: We might see a different story here tonight.
Trey Baxter: I doubt it. Let's see if Kuk can take advantage with that chair.
[In the ring Kuk picks up the chair he brought into the ring and waits for Ash to get to his feet and as soon as he does Kuk swings the chair over his head and connects with a hard shot to the top of Ash's skull that sends Ash right back down. Kuk immediately goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout!]
Trey Baxter: It's going to take a whole lot more than that pussy ass chair shot to beat my boy. We're talking about the next MPW World Champion after all.
[Kuk sits up as he can't believe Ash is able to kick out. Kuk complains to the ref for a moment before picking the chair back up. As he turns to face Ash he see's Ash is already to his feet. Kuk throws the chair to Ash who catches it but as soon as he does