Step Up! Results 24.08.2012

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[The MPW fans are sitting in their seats, many talking to their friends as the await the beginning of the show, some are seen holding signs, others are wearing merchandise for their favorite MPW superstars, and almost everyone in the 500 odd crowd is excited for the show to begin.

Suddenly, the main lights in the arena cut out, and the fans cheer loudly. The lights stay out long enough for the crowd to settle down, then the titantron flashes on to an old fashioned movie opening countdown... The crowd chants along as it counts...
10!...9!...8!...7!...6!...5!...4!...3!...2!...2!...2!...3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.14.18.23.37.49.60.89.124.280.490.763 The counter pauses at two than rapidly begins to speed upwards, the numbers rolling by faster than the fans can even see. The titantron and all the lights suddenly flash brightly and pyro’s explode from the entrance and down the ramp all the way to and around the ring. The crowd roars as Move by Thousand Foot Krutch echoes over the arena, and the titantron switches to the Step Up! intro video. The camera for the web broadcast pans over the front row of the audience, who shout into it and pose for it, before the camera breaks away to the commentary box, where a man in a deep blue suit with white stripes and a polka dotted bow tie is sitting next to a very nervous looking Dennis.

Chris Killconey: Good evening one and all and thank you for joining us for our first, live web broadcast of MPW Step Up!... my name is Christopher Killconey sitting here alongside Dennis Brown here to fill you in with all the action... Say hi Dennis!

Dennis: Um Um H...Hi Den...Dennis

Killconey: Ha ha, calm down son, nothing to be nervous about.

Dennis: Real...really?

Killconey: Of course not, we’re going to see some great wrestling action here, and all you have to do is let loose and tell the people what you think about the action. And if you can’t think of anything, I’ll be here to cover for you anyways. Now then, I personally can’t wait to get this show started, we’ve got three matches for the Step Up Championship Tournament, including the much awaited match of Apostle Kried and Jimmy Fatal that was tragically interrupted last week. We will also be seeing a rematch from our last show Chris Carter will be trying to gain victory once again over David Carter. We will also see Chicken and Brandon Nytrus face off in a much anticipated tournament match. And Primal will face Siren in a tournament match as well. We should be seeing some great in ring action here today, and I for one, can not wait!

Dennis: Me either!

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[British Grenadier starts playing and the fans pop as Sir Nigel Cunningham steps out on stage he tugs on his suit lapels and adjusts his tie, before smiling and nodding to the fans as he moves down the ramp. He shakes hands with one fan before climbing up the ring steps and heading into the ring.]

Killconey: Our Head Booking Manager, Sir Cunningham has certainly made it clear that he will not be going easy on our roster members, and that he expects nothing short of their best possible performance in the ring.

Dennis: Sir Cunningham has also made it his policy that the fans comes first and that they should be as much part of the show as every single roster member

Killconey: Ah! There we are, I was starting to think you couldn't make a whole sentence there! Good lad.

Dennis: I sure can Mr Killconey, you told me to let loose

Killconey: Wonderful! You’re a good listener to boot. Call me Chris!

Dennis: Okay Mr Killconey!

[Sir Cunningham looks over at the commentary and raises his hand gesturing attention to it.]

Cunningham: Ladies and gentlemen, let me be the first to introduce our wonderful new commentator, Mr. Christopher Killconey!

[The fans pop as Killconey stands and waves to the fans, a girl tosses him a red rose, which Killconey carefully places in his suit button, creating a horribly clashing outfit, before blowing a kiss to the lady in question.]

Cunningham: And of course... Dennis is there as well. Actually, Dennis, you should be in here right now. Come come...

[Dennis looks nervous for a moment before scrambling into the ring.]

Cunningham: Now then ladies and gentlemen, let me welcome you to this our first web-televised episode of Step Up! My name is Sir Nigel Cunningham and I am the Head Booking Manager and talent coordinator, as well as your host for this evening!...

Killconey: Is it just me, or is he adding more titles to his job?

Cunningham: Since we didn't make any introductions last week, let me introduce OUR Step Up! Roster!!!



Cunningham: Here they are! The future of MPW... and let me say...

[His smile turns into a frown as he turns to face the roster]

Cunningham: The future at this moment seems quite disappointing... you were all told you would be representing Step Up at High Stakes, you were supposed to show everyone that you belonged in the MPW! And what do you do!?... YOU LOSE!!!

[Slowly he walks over to the end of the line where David Alexander and Jimmy Fatal stands.]

Cunningham: Getting overconfident, showboating...

[He continues along the line stopping at Christian Carter and Chicken]

Cunningham: Failing to capitalize on chances...

[shaking his head he moves on to Primal and Siren]

Cunningham: Letting yourself get distracted by a pretty face...

[Siren tries to protest, Cunningham realizing the situation holds up a finger to her face and raises an eyebrow before he moves on to staring up angrily at Apostle Kried]

Cunningham: Perhaps it would have helped if you had gotten in the ring!!!

[Apostle opens his mouth, but seems to think better of it, snapping it shut again as Sir Cunningham turns to face Brandon Nytrus]

Cunningham: And others getting themselves disqualified!!!

[Sir Cunningham turns away and Nytrus flips up his finger behind the HBM’s back.]

Cunningham: Don’t fool yourself Nytrus, I can certainly see that, and I can also make your life a far worse hell than you ever dreamed possible if I so desire.

[Nytrus quickly lowers his hand as suddenly out of all people Dennis springs to the rosters defense]

Dennis: But...but Sir the TWI...

[Cunningham cuts him off]

Cunningham: None of my concern!!! Distractions, antics, anything and everything aside, you are meant to focus on the objective long enough to defeat one man!... and you all FAILED!!!

[Dennis flees the ring sent running by the Head Booking Manager’s harsh words. Cunningham realizing he may have gone overboard straightens his tie, letting out a deep sigh as his voice returns to a more controlled, calm tone]

Cunningham: But all of this is in the past now. Consider tonight as your chance to redeem yourselves, so now its time to STEP UP!

[Once again British Grenadier plays over the P.A. System as an advertisement for Monday Night Main Event is shown]

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Killconey: Well fans we're back and ready for the first bout of the evening. A rematch between David Alexander and Christian Carter, so Dennis, let me ask what do you think we can expect from this match?

Dennis: Um! Some wrestling?

Killconey: Yeah, sure. These two are High Flying sensationalists who can be counted on to deliver some fast paced action for sure! They put on a great match last time, and I’m sure we’re in for some great action tonight as well.

Dennis: Do you think...uhm... that Jimmy Fatal will be a factor?

Killconey: I don't think so Dennis these two guys are to proud to have others interfere in their matches, but let’s go to ringside!


[Darkness falls over the arena as the intro to Linkin Park's Somewhere I Belong starts playing, to single spotlights start searching over the arena as the opening guitar riffs start playing ending lighting up the screen where the words where two muck shots of Jimmy Fatal and David Alexander is shown, The words Partners in Crime gets written over the pictures as the music goes into the chorus and the two men step out on the ramp staring out on the audience as the line "Somewhere I Belong" is sung they point to the ring and start walking down the ramp followed by the spotlight.
David greeding the fans giving high fives and taking his time. Jimmy staring straight forward almost marching down the ramp and sliding into the ring bouncing of the ropes. David hops onto the apron and over the ropes mounting the corners and posing with his arm stretched out to the side signaling to the fans that they should keep it coming. They meet up in the corner as the music fades out]

Killconey: I see David did bring his partner with him, but I would guess its more for moral support than anything.

[Sandpaper by Fozzy starts playing and Christian Carter calmly comes walking out on stage to a deafening pop from the crowd, he takes a look over the arena, before charging down the ramp and sliding into the ring, mounting the corner firing the crowd as his music fades]

Dennis: The fans sure love that guy, must be because of his physique...

Killconey: Not to sure about that one Dennis, Twisted Chaos is an exciting new star in MPW and a great addition to the roster with an explosive style and plenty of skill to match.

[In the ring the two wrestlers are getting ready meeting up in the center and shaking hands as the bell ring]

Ding ding ding

Killconey: And here we go fans, both are aware of the others ability from their last mat5ch up as they circle each other looking for an opening and it seems Alexander is on the attack.

[David springs into action looking to land a kick to the midsection, but Carter catches it and quickly sends him flying with a Dragon Screw, both roll to their feet, Alexander nods at Christian Carter in recognition of the move. They both circle around again, before locking up in the collar and elbow, Carter gaining the advantage as he goes behind David with the waistlock going for the German Suplex, but Alexander blocks it and tries to power out of his opponents grip, forcing CC's arms over his head and into an armdrag...]

Killconey: A great technical display here from both wrestlers, don't you think Dennis?

Dennis: Of course Mr. Killconey, but when will they start to use weapons?

Killconey: This is not a hardcore match Dennis so they wont, but it seems like Alexander has taken the lead in the ring driving his opponent to the ropes with some good rights..

[Mr. Main Attraction whips Carter to the opposite side, and follows with a cartwheel catching Christian Carter with a back elbow on the rebound. David looking very proud of himself swiftly jumps to his feet and climbs the corner and goes for a moonsault, but Carter rolls out of the way and David belly flops on the ring Carter goes for the cover

1...2...kickout.

Killconey: A little to early in the match for hitting those big moves and Christian capitalizes nearly getting the pin here, but Alexander isn't going out that easy...

[Christian drags David to his feet and lands a knee to the gut, Alexander doubles over and Carter locks him in the headlock going for the Suplex, but Alexander somehow turns midair and lands behind Christian and goes for the backsuplex, Carter rolls over the shoulder and rolls David into a pinning predicament

...1...2... Alexander flips Carter over in a pinning move of his own

...1... CC shifts his wait and rolls backwards pinning David

...1... David twists them both to the side and into a pin.

...1...2... Christian kicks out and they both do a kip up

They stand staring at each other both smirking, slowly Carter rises his hand challenging to a test of strength. David accepts and they lock up pressing at each other fighting for the upper hand...]

Dennis: What are they doing Mr. Killconey? Why are they just standing there?

Killconey: Call me Chris Dennis Mr. Killconey was my father! But they are not just standing around, they are fighting for leverage to put the other on the mat and it seems David Alexander is winning here...

[Twisted Chaos is being pressed downwards going into a bridge, Alexander grinning as he leans in to get more weight on his opponent. Suddenly Carter lets himself fall down, Alexander looses his weight and stumbles over his opponent, but is quickly back up only to be caught by a Japanese armdrag, again he scrambles to his feet into a hiptoss Alexander rolls to his feet only to be met by a high dropkick from Christian Carter sending him out through the ropes and down on the arena floor]

Dennis: WOW! Did you see that he knocked him out of the ring!

Killconey: Sure did Dennis, and it doesn't seem to be ending there, Twisted Chaos has taken to the ropes and vaults over the top with a beautiful Twisting Bodypress taking the rising David Alexander back down

[Both are rolling around on the outside floor as the referee goes for the ten count...1...2...3...4...5...6 Carter is the first back on his feet, he slowly moves over and grabs ahold of the rising David Alexander rolling him into the ring before following... Carter keeps on the offensive landing a couple of hard rights on Alexander forcing him into the corner, punishing his opponent with some vile chops, the fans adding to insult with WOOO*s every time he hits the already red chest of David Alexander. Finally Christian Carter lets him out of the corner and Alexander staggers out holding his chest as CC charges, David goes for the hiptoss, reversed by Christian going for a hiptoss of his own, but David reverses landing on his feet and landing a knee to the gut of Carter. Mr. Main Attraction follows up flattening his opponent with a Legdrop Bulldog....

Killconey: Both are down seems like this match has taken a bit out of both of them...

Dennis: But why is the referee counting Mr. Kill... Um Chris

Killconey: Ahh your finally starting to learn kid, the referee has started his ten count, if neither man complies before he reaches ten the match will be declared a draw...

Dennis: Look! They're up!

[David and Christian are both on wobbly legs as they stand and exchange blows in the middle of the ring. Alexander getting the best of it whipping Carter, but Carter reverses sending David into the ropes going for a clothesline, Alexander ducks under and off the ropes on the other side colliding with Christian in the center. They stare each other down, before simultaneously sprinting for the ropes, charging each other, Carter ducks and Alexander leapfrogs over, stopping head down going for the backdrop, but Carter spots it and hits the breaks somehow catching David between his legs and hitting the Combustible Element]

...1...2...3... ding ding ding

Killconey: And that was that ladies and gentlemen another win for Christian Carter in a high paced opening match

[Inside the ring Christian Carter is helping David Alexander to his feet, raising both their arms, but David pulls his arm back and shouts something before storming out of the ring and up the ramp, leaving Carter standing back looking a confused, but then starts celebrating with the fans as we go elsewhere]

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[As we come back "Hit That" by Offspring is playing out over the P.a System. The crowd erupts with cheers for Chicken, who was still feeling the bruises from his beating this past weekend from Brandon Nytrus. Still wrapped in bandages from his assault, he is helped down the ramp by the closest thing he has to a friend Sweeney, and the MPW announcer Tasha Jordan. Despite all the bandages however, Chicken is wearing his wrestling gear.

Chris Killconey: Well were back fans and it seems like, we are about to get ready for our next match, as Chicken has made his way to the ring...

Dennis Brown: The guy doesn't look so good Chris...

Chris Killconey: Neither would you Dennis, if you had been run over by a train called Brandon Nytrus

[In the ring, the crowd pops and brings a smile to Chicken's face. He slowly climbs a turnbuckle and tries to flex his little muscles, but he is sore, and so he immediately he feels pain and decides to stop. Tasha hands him a microphone.]

Chicken: You know, ever since I was little, I always wanted to be a professional wrestler. When I finally signed a contract with MPW, I thought to myself "Wow, my dream is coming true! So I got here and started to make waves. I made it to the second round of the Round Robin Tournament for the Step Up Championship! I was so ecstatic...but well, that mood was killed this past weekend. One minute, I was excited to be getting me some pizza, but the next...I'm aching and sore waking up in a hospital bed, and because of one man. Brandon Nytrus.

[The crowd boos at the sound of his name. Sweeney and Tasha looked around and nodded in agreement.]

Chicken: Now I know I'm little...hell, I'm tiny! But that doesn't give him the right to attack me like that! So I said a few things that kinda ticked him off...but he just couldn't wait for our match before attacking me. When I woke up in hospital, I saw these two here with me now, and they didn't want me to compete tonight. Everyone told me that I was crazy to accept his challenge. But I'm here to tell you now that I will not back down from a challenge. I came here to become a professional wrestler, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some big goofy moron scare me off! Tonight, I am going to meet you face to face Brandon, and I will beat you in your own backyard, in your own territory! You want to get extreme big guy? Then bring it on!!

[The Mile High Hero is suddenly cut off by the guitar riff of "Stricken" by Disturbed, followed by boos and frantic, vicious screams of displeasure and annoyance from the crowd. Smoke and fireworks blast on the stage as Brandon Nytrus makes his appearance through the fog and smoke. He's wearing his usual suit and tie, wearing his usual confident smirk. He stays on the stage for a second, holding a microphone.]

Brandon Nytrus: First of all, I would like to welcome you back, my friend. That was some beating I gave you, and I’m surprised you can even stand right now...but however, you said you’re going to beat me in MY match.

[He begins to walk down the ramp as Chicken braces himself for another attack, if Brandon decides to.]

Brandon Nytrus: My match…wow…okay…I’m curious. Just let me know something here, Chicken… Can you hear yourself speak? Or does it just flow out of your mouth like the blood you spit up this past weekend after I beat you senseless? You said it yourself, this is my match. I’ll give it to ya, you have one hell of a heart to come out here and be this confident…but what you have in heart, I make up in physical presence and mental capacity.

[At this point, Nytrus is on the apron. When he pauses, he enters through the second rope and stares down Chicken, as Sweeney and Tasha hide behind him.]

Chicken: Brandon, you don't know what I have to offer...I don't know if you saw my match last week, but I definitely proved myself in the beginning. I took it to Primal!

[Brandon laughs.]

Brandon Nytrus: Are you kidding? Yeah, you got a couple punches in, but you still lost. A loss is a loss.

[Chicken becomes down on himself after what Brandon said, but he won't quit. He needs to prove Brandon wrong.]

Chicken: Yeah? Who lost if for Step Up this past Sunday? Huh? Who had the opportunity to put it out for us? You, that's who! You're the guy who had the pristine moment to take out Jason Xavier and win it for the Step Up roster. But you couldn't...you lost it for us. You made us all look like idiots!

[With this, Brandon becomes extremely angry.]

Chicken: Yeah, yeah. And now, you look stupid! You have nothing on us! Yeah, we all got beaten by him, but you were the one who is supposed to win it. The last man. The guy with the most rest and preparation, the final man in the gauntlet...and that all went down the drain because you were too stupid to realize what was going on!

[The crowd pops immediately after Chicken finishes and begin chanting his name, but from the expression on Chicken's face, he seems to have realized what he had just said. Brandon is now angrier than before and moves closer to his opponent for the night.]

Brandon Nytrus: How about this...If you're so much smarter than me...what does Sir Isaac Newton's third law of motion say?

[Chicken is confused and doesn't know the answer. He's more surprised that Brandon even knows who Isaac Newton is. He looks back at Sweeney and Tasha to find some kind of answer, but to no prevail.]

Brandon Nytrus: It says every action has an opposite reaction...as in, when my fist, or a chair, or a ladder, or my foot, hits your face? You'll fall. Almost as hard as you did when I beat you to a pulp this weekend.

[The crowd boos at one ridiculous analogy.]

?: Um, excuse me gentlemen?

[The people in the ring look around for the voice to find that it's the Step Up’s HBM’s Assistant and color-commentator, Dennis Brown, who spoke up, as he enters the ring.]

Dennis Brown: I think I have a solution for all of this confusion and frustration. Tonight, the two of you go one-on-one in an Extreme Rules match. And Brandon, this past weekend, you attacked this man. Consequences need to be put into action...uhm...I'm sorry...this is my first time doing this...

[Dennis closes his eyes to try and remember what he was going to say.]

Dennis Brown: OH! Yes...right. How about there's a stipulation in tonight's match? How about...Brandon, if you win...uh, hmm...oh! If Brandon wins tonight, Chicken completely forgets about the attack and moves on. But...if Chicken wins, he's allowed to press charges!

[The crowd reactions with some impressed grunts and some cheers. Chicken looks at his friends for some feedback and some support. Meanwhile, Nytrus is stranding with his arms crossed. He fixes his tie and stands watching Chicken. After a quick huddle with his friends, Chicken gives his answer.]

Chicken: I accept.

[The crowd cheers and become excited. Brandon relaxes his body and fixes his tie once again as he clears his throat.]

Brandon Nytrus: Chicken... You don't know what you're getting yourself into. I accept.

Chris Killconey: Wow! What a stipulation made by Dennis, An epic match just made even more epic! Haha! Only on Step Up!

[Slowly people start to clear out the ring leaving the to men staring at each other and you can almost see the sparks flying from the intensity. Dennis who hasn't really figured out that the match is about to start goes in between them to shake on the deal, looking like he is very proud of his first official ruling in MPW, he extends his hand to Nytrus, who grabs him and sends him flying out of the ring.]

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Killconey: Well folks seems like Dennis got a little to over confident there, but don't worry he will soon be back...

[The bell rings and the match is underway. Brandon Nytrus explodes towards Chicken flattening him with a hard clothesline, Nytrus doesn't waist any time as he slides out of the ring and grabs a chair from the commentary position, nearly knocking Dennis over as he is on his way back to his seat]

Killconey: Nytrus sure means business here utilizing the Extreme rule from the get go....

Dennis: THAT GUY IS A MANIAC!!!

Killconey: I wouldn't scream so loud Dennis, he might just hear you.

[Brandon is back in the ring stalking the rising Chicken with the chair in hand, Nytrus swings for the back, but Chicken drops to the mat and dodges the blow. The Hardcore keeps on the attack slamming the chair against the mat in an attempt to squash Chicken, who rolls around only escaping the shots by inches. Finally the chair starts falling apart and Nytrus throws it away charging, Chicken who is up by the aid of the ropes, Brandon going for another clothesline, but Chicken ducks under and locks in for a German Suplex, but to no avail as he cant get the big man of his feet and gets and elbow to the face, that sends him backwards. Chicken rolls through and ends on his feet, ramming his head into the midsection of the charging Nytrus, stopping him dead in his tracks, Chicken quickly capitalizing drilling Brandon into the mat with a DDT...]

Dennis: YEAH!!! CHICKEN HURT HIM!!!!

Killconey: Professionals don't pick sides Dennis...

Dennis: I would like to apologize to you Mr. Killconey and the fans, but this time its personal

Killconey: Good to see you so fired up Dennis, but don't forget that this guy can break you like a twig if he hears you...

[In the meantime Chicken has mounted an assault on the floored Brandon Nytrus, hitting him with lefts and rights. Brandon pushes him away with one arm sending the much smaller wrestler flying through the ring. Chicken doesn't give up and storms at his rising opponent, but the Hardcore Icon, launches himself at Chicken and hits him with the Spear. Nytrus stands and towers over his opponent on the mat, shaking his head to make it clear that he is not finished as he drags Chicken to his feet..]

Killconey: I surely thought he wanted to end it there, but seems like the sadistic mind of Brandon Nytrus has other ideas...

Dennis: What is the sick bastard doing!!!

[In the ring Nytrus has hoisted Chicken high above his head, parading along the ropes nodding and smiling as he gets right in front of the commentary table...]

Dennis: NOO!!!!

Killconey: He cant surely not be thinking what I'm.....

[He doesn't finish the sentence as Nytrus sends Chicken flying over the ropes and through the commentary table, Chris barely gets out the way, Dennis isn’t so lucky and gets caught underneath the table as the wrestler comes crashing down. The Hardcore Icon struts around the ring, mocking the fans that rewards him with deafening jeers. He takes he time as he grinning drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope and nonchalantly walks over to Chicken lying in the rubble of the table. Sweeney tries to stand in his way but is easily thrown aside as the big man towers over the fallen Chicken. Brandon starts to mockingly dash Chicken with a few slaps over the face, grinning looking very pleased with the destruction of his opponent. Suddenly his face tightens up in pain and he slowly drops to his knees beside his fallen opponent as Tasha Jordan is revealed behind him with her foot planted between Brandon's legs. She quickly pushes Nytrus down and rolls Chicken on top of him.]

...1...2... Kick out from the big man.

[Both men are down slowly starting to stir in a race to get to their feet, Sweeney runs over helping Chicken and handing him a crutch. Chicken uses the crutch to keep his balance as he turns towards Nytrus, before realizing the potential of the crutch. He swings at Brandon continuously hammering the weapon into the back of the big man, breaking it in two with a last blow. Chicken quickly drags Nytrus up driving him into the guardrail with a shoulder to the midsection. Nytrus roars in pain as Chicken keeps up the attack, driving Brandon back first into the guardrail once more, before bulldogging him onto whats left of the table. The Hardcore Icon is out as the fans cheer the slightly confused Chicken, who stares out at them realizing its him they cheer for. A big smile lights up on his face as he jumps up on the apron and points to the turnbuckle. The crowd roar as he climbs the corner Sweeney, jumps the apron and tries to stop Chicken, pleading with him, but Chicken pushes him away and rises on the top turnbuckle. Beneath him Brandon Nytrus is slowly rising, Chicken dives off the top with a Crossbody, but he is caught, screaming and trashing around Chicken hangs at the mercy In Brandon Nytrus's arms, The Hardcore Icon waste little time as he storms towards the ring, driving Chicken back first into the apron, he steps back and returns the maneuver to the ring post, finishing it by throwing the helpless Chicken onto the steps.
The big picks up his opponent and rolls him into the ring, the grin has vanished and he looks hellbent on finishing the match as he goes around the ring and picks up another chair, before entering the ring where the laid out Chicken is struggling to get to his feet. Nytrus levels him with a chairshot to the face, and blood starts running down Chickens face. The Hardcore Icon throws down the chair in the middle of the ring before, forcing the bleeding Chicken to his feet. Brandon signals that its over hoisting the more or less unconscious Chicken high in the air, looking to hit the Next Level, but in the last Chicken almost as a reflex catches the top rope with his foot and lands a heel kick to the back of Nytrus who falls forward dropping Chicken, Brandon lands head first on the chair and Chicken drops throat first down over the ropes. Both are down as referee Alex Santiago checks on both competitors and signals for the bell]

Ding Ding Ding

[Alex Santiago, the referee, asks for a microphone from the announcer and announces the official decision.]

Alex Santiago: This is a double knockout, the match is a draw, one point to each competitor for the tournament.

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Killconey: Wow! What a match, were back people and finally got Dennis back into consciousness.!!!

Dennis: I am sooo gonna tell on Nytrus to Sir Cunningham!!!!

Killconey: Sorry kid but what are we six years old?

Dennis: No but I'm sure Sir Cunningham is concerned with my safety

Killconey: Perhaps... I understand we have a live camera in the backstage area, so lets have a look...

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[As the shot opens we see the catering area totally destroyed as a rampant Brandon Nytrus is chasing around Sweeney, who is nearly carrying the battered Chicken. The two quickly duck under a table to avoid a trashcan, they get up and sprint out of the room with Brandon hot on their heels.
The camera starts to follow, but as it turns a corner it stumbles right into Partners in Crime having a discussion, David Alexander seemingly still hasn't cooled down from his match earlier]

Jimmy Fatal: What the hell is up with you David you had a great match, so why are you so damned pissed?

David Alexander: Why do you think?... I lost... again... what the hell am I doing wrong?!...

[They notice the camera and start to walk away as we go back ringside]

Killconey: Tempers running high backstage, seems like a lot of people don't like the things are going for them tonight. Well enough of the past now get to the present, where the Beautiful Nightmare Siren will face off against a beast of a man Primal

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Dennis: She's so hot!!! Oh yeah... mmm...

Killconey: Roll your tongue back in and get ready to do your job son, to get to her you will have to go through Zeus and that’s not something you want

[Siren is already in the ring and Zeus slowly walks over and faces Dennis]

Dennis: Gulp!

[Red lights start to flicker over the arena, as the Danish national hymn starts playing as a montage from Denmark is shown with the little mermaid, Hans Christian Anderson and ending with the Danish flag waving across the screen, suddenly the music starts to distort and the heavy guitars of Metallica's Sad But True fills the arena as blood dripping fangs bite down over the flag spelling out Primal.
As James Hetfield starts singing Primal appears on the top of the ramp, head bowed marching straight ahead. As the last line of the chorus is sung, he explodes down the ramp and slides into the ring, bouncing of the ropes in what seems like a wild rage ending up in the center. He once again bows his head, then suddenly thrust his arms out to each side, throwing his hair back and lets out an animistic roar fading out with the music.]

Dennis: What do you think is going through Primal's head?... boobs?

Killconey: Oh dear... I personally doubt that Primal is going to let the fact of her gender fool him, she is as vicious as they come when that bell rings...

[As the bell rings Siren goes on the attack landing a kick to the midsection of the Dane, he doubles over and she goes for another kick, this time is caught and Primal raises to his full height, but is send down with an enzuigiri]

Killconey: OH! the Dane didn't see that one coming and pays the prize...

Dennis: She's pretty limber wouldn't you say?

[Inside the ring Siren is working Primal's body over with a sitting variation of the Mexican Surfboard, stretching the big man back over her knee's. Primal roars as he powers out and rips his arms out of her grip. Siren rolls backwards and to her feet charging the big man and going for a Tilt-a-Whirl Headscissors, but the Dane counters turning it into a backbreaker, letting Siren bounce of his knee. He springs to his feet and backpedals and springs of the ropes, cutting the rising Siren down with a lariat to the back...]

Killconey: Ouch! Siren taken back down with the Northern Lariat, seems like Primal wants to end this quickly

Dennis: Look the Zeus guy is on the apron!!!

[As Primal goes for the cover, Zeus jumps up distracting the referee, the Dane sends him a evil stare as he rises and walks over grabbing Zeus by the collar. Siren is up and lands a dropkick to the back of her opponent, who is thrown into Zeus head first, knocking the other guy of the apron, as Siren does a rollup]

...1... 2... Siren is send flying as Primal powers out.

Dennis: Come on Siren you can do it!

Killconey: Dennis! You really ought to remain professional... Near fall here but the Dane wasn't to out of it as he now is back up and on the attack!

[The big man has cornered Siren, who desperately looks for a way out, but Primal grabs her by the hair as she tries to slip by him, he drags her in and plants her on the mat with a sideslam spinebuster. He jumps to his feet and roars signaling for the Primal Scream submission move at Siren slowly rises, the Dane stalks his prey and then locks in the half nelson, but from behind Zeus comes in with a chopblock cutting the Dane down.
The referee calls for the bell]

Dennis: She lost! No! why? How?

Killconey: Well when you have a guy like Zeus taking out your opponents, then you lose...

[The shot rises with imagery of Primal sending an evil stare down the ramp as Zeus and Siren flee]

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[As we come back the crowd roars as the Step Up! Theme is playing, Dennis is standing in the ring reading through some cue cards, the music finally ends and he tries to gain some attention]

Dennis: Please be quiet... Excuse me!.... Hey people I got an announcement from Sir Cunningham... YO! SHUT UP!

[The crowd start to jeer him as he starts the announcement]

Dennis: Erm... since we recently experienced Mr. Kried getting attacked, Sir Nigel Cunningham has asked that some of the other members of the roster will stand guard for this next match

[The crowd pop as Christian Carter and David Alexander walk out on stage, Alexander still looking bitter over his loss earlier]

Killconey: A nice guy thinking of Apostle Kried’s safety here... Good job Dennis you really won the crowd over with that one...

Dennis: Please don't mock me, they hate me as much as I hate standing in front of them.

[Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park starts playing and the arena gives a mixed reaction as Jimmy Fatal walks out on stage shaking hands with Christian Carter and trying to high five the pouting David Alexander, before he makes his way down the ring. He takes little time sliding in and mounting the turnbuckle, gesturing a belt around his waist.]

Dennis: Who does this guy think he is, playing all cool and sucking up to everyone around him.

Killconey: Perhaps if you would spend more time studying the wrestlers instead of the pages of a Penthouse Magazine, you would know that David and Jimmy are tag team partners and that Christian and Fatal have more in common than just being wrestlers...

Dennis: Yeah yeah Boo hoo, you know, some of us have to work hard for our dates.

Killconey: You better take your chill pill about now son, cause here comes Apostle Kried.

[Money starts blasting out over the arena as Apostle Kried walks out from the curtain to a roar from the crowd, Kried walks straight down the ramp looking extremely focused as he enters the ring]

Killconey: Now we are ready to get our main event started, Fatal and Kried really looking focused for this as they do a quick handshake and lock up

[The two men battle for advantage pushing and ripping away in each other, Kried coming out shoving Fatal to the mat]

Dennis: What the hell is he doing, why does he let the other guy get up!!!!

Killconey: Its called good sportsmanship Dennis. Wrestling in Europe is treated as any other sport, you respect your opponent and you see who is the honest best.

Dennis: It sucks if you ask me!

Killconey: Which is why I didn’t.

[Apostle Kried lets Jimmy get back on his feet both men nodding at each other before locking up again. Again its Kried winning the upperhand as he goes behind and trips Jimmy while locking in a waist lock. Fatal is pinned front first to the mat and starts to twist and turn to get up, but Kried doesn't let go, allowing Jimmy to get to a seated position...]

Killconey: Beautiful chain wrestling here from Apostle Kried controlling his opponent and the pace of the match.

[Slowly Fatal gets himself off the mat and launches an elbow backwards, but Kried dodges it and instead sends Jimmy flying with an overhead belly to belly. Quickly he follows up landing a couple of stomps and then dropping down and slapping on a front headlock. Fatal trying to fight his way out landing a couple of rights to the body, but to know effect as he is floored by an elbow to the back from the German. He drags Jimmy to his feet again sending him running to the opposite corner and follows through with a brutal clothesline in the corner, Fatal slumps down to a seated position as Kried grabs his head and lands a couple of hammer like blows.]

Killconey: The German really has the control in this match not letting Jimmy Fatal mount any offense here, although it doesn't seem Jimmy is about to give up yet...

[Again Fatal tries to fight back punching away on Apostle Kried's body, the German takes a few steps back trying to avoid Fatal's wide swings, suddenly Jimmy fatal explodes out of the corner Kried with a launching clothesline. He quickly mounts Kried letting punches rain down on the German..]

Dennis: Now that is what I am talking about...WE WANT BLOOD!!!

Killconey: Cool down Dennis this still isn't a hardcore match, but it looks like Fatal finally gained the upper hand and doing the only thing he can in this situation...

Dennis: Huh? What do you mean?

Killconey: Fatal can't out wrestle Kried, so he does what he does best and that is brawling.

[Both are back up and Jimmy is once again on the offense backing Kried up in the corner with some stiff rights, before burying his shoulder in the Germans mid section, he backs up and drives the shoulder into the gut of Apostle Kried once more, then grabbing the head of Kried going for a bulldog, but Apostle Kried lifts him up and plants him on the mat. Fatal scrambles to his feet only to be send down by another clothesline, Jimmy comes up a second time dodging the clothesline and sending the German face first to the mat with a drop-toehold]

Killconey: These guys are giving all they got here...

[Slowly they both get up both staring at each other and erupting towards each other at the same time, again locking into the elbow and collar, Kried gets the best of it twisting Fatal's arm, but is quickly reversed into a hammerlock, Apostle Kried twisting into a hammerlock of his own, again Fatal twists out standing with Kried's arm stretched out and going for the short-arm clothesline, but Apostle ducks under, wrapping Jimmy's own arms into a straightjacket hold before executing the suplex into a bridged pin

...1...2... kickout by Fatal.

[They get up and charge each other again, this time ending up exchanging blows in the middle of the ring, Fatal getting the better of it as he gets in a headlock, setting up for a DDT, but Kried powers out lifting Fatal off the ground and sending him crashing face first on the mat.
The German signals for The Ride Of The Valkyrie, placing Jimmy in the double underhook getting ready to finish it. Suddenly Bill Adams Comes walking out on stage, David and Christian steps out in front blocking his way as he starts shouting down at Kried, who stares at him furiously.]

Dennis: What is that asshole doing here, I got to call Sir Cunningham!!!

[On the other side of the ring Titan is slowly sliding into the ring and charging Apostle Kried, who pushes Jimmy Fatal out of the way as he ducks the clothesline, throwing himself at Titan with wild left and rights leveling the big man, as he pounds away. He rises dragging Titan up with him and signaling for his finisher once more, but suddenly Titan throws powder in the face of the German. Apostle staggers back blinded and Titan looks to attack as suddenly Partners in Crime and Christian Carter stands in his way. They grab Titan whipping him into the rope and getting speared by Kried out of the ring on the return, Bill Adams quickly helping his bodyguard up and the to run up the ramp and out of sight.
Inside the ring the Step Up people are standing staring at each other, Fatal looking slightly bitter as the referee declares that he due to interference is disqualified. Apostle Kried looking a bit unsure what to do, but finally extents his hand towards Fatal, the two shake as Money starts playing and Kried holds up both their hands.

Killconey: Well fans there it is Apostle Kried standing victories on more than one front, he finally got his hands on Titan, sadly this cost Jimmy fatal the victory, but tomorrow is another day for these guys with new and exciting challenges...

Dennis: Yeah hello, Sir Cun.. yes Sir... no Sir... goodbye Sir

Killconey: I can only assume Sir Cunningham was not amused?

Dennis: Please don't

Killconey: Alright then, well ladies and gentlemen and ladies again, Chris Killconey for Dennis Brown, thanking you for joining us for Step Up! tonight, and wishing you the best until we see you once again next week.