Post by stepupgm on Sept 1, 2012 14:52:09 GMT -5
The MPW fans continue to file into the University of Nevada Las Vegas Basketball Stadium, which has been converted into a wrestling stadium on this night. The Step Up! Ring stands in the center of the sea of padding, railing, and seats that now cover the court. The standalone titantron is set up quickly near the entrance tunnel, and over the course of half a day, the stadium was made ready for tonight. “Caramelldansen” plays and the crowd gets a good laugh at the expense of Dennis, who seems furious as he comes out, yelling at the tech guys that it isn’t his music. He makes his way to the announcers table and is still fuming after the cheery Scandinavian pop song fades. Then “Sharp Dressed Man” by ZZ Top begins playing and all the women cheer loudly as Christopher Killconey walks out wearing a Purple and Black three piece suit with a similarly colored pinstriped tie. He walks over and kisses the hand of a young lady in the crowd, who in return gives him a white lily. He gently places it in his breast pocket button-hole, and pats a few kids on the head as he makes his way to join Dennis. He puts his headset on and pats Dennis on the shoulder.
Killconey: What a welcoming crowd, wouldn’t you say lad?
Dennis: Who the hell screwed with my music? I had it all planned out, it was going to be perfect. I was going to come striding out all confidently to some great alternative punk, and people were finally going to respect me. Now I look like an idiot!
Killconey: Oh don’t be so hard on yourself, someone probably played a prank on you, these people won’t let something like that change the way they think about you. And besides, they already think you’re an idiot, so it wouldn’t change anything anyways!
Dennis: Gee... Thanks...
Killconey: No problem, now here we go, sounds like we’re starting the broadcast.
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 internet broadcast cameraman runs a lap around the ring, showing all the fans cheering and waving their signs and merchandise in front of the camera, which then swings to the commentary table.
Killconey: Welcome everyone to MPW Step Up! We are looking forward to a great night of MPW action here, and I for one can not wait to get started. Joining me of course on Color Commentary is Dennis, number one assistant to our head booking manager here at Step Up! Sir Nigel Cunningham.
[British Grenadiers begins to blast through the budget speaker system Step Up! uses.]
Killconey: Well speak of the devil!
[Sir Cunningham doesn’t waste any time getting to the ring, he seems eager to make an announcement, though as always, he remains poised and collected as he walks up the ring steps and climbs inside. He waves to the fans as he begins to speak]
Cunningham: Good Evening to all of you, I am Sir Nigel Cunningham, and I am the Head Booking Manager, Match Coordinator, and Head Talent Manager of Step Up! That means I am in charge of everything you will be singing in this... this place of athleticism, where you will see some of the worlds most impressive professional wrestlers have what I hope will be memorable battles. Let me state that once more... I am the one in charge here. This show does not belong to me, and I don’t pretend it does, but I am responsible for the safety of my workers, and the safety of all of you fans.
For this reason, I found myself in the awkward position of having to explaining to the board how the exploits of a colleague of mine are severely compromising, the aforementioned safeties I have sworn to protect.
[The crowd boos as various chants against Bill Adams are heard.]
Cunningham: Now, the board came to a very reasonable decision, and I agree with everything they had to say. Permit me then to read to you, the decision.
“Though as an employee of MPW we cannot prevent him from being on scene for the regularly scheduled Step Up! events, we, the board have decided that due to past actions taken against the talent who hold MPW contracts in Step Up!’s name, we, the board hereby ban Mr. Bill Adams from coming into, or initiating any form of contact against any member of the Step Up! roster. Mr. Adams’ associates Titan, Rage, Johnny Clash, Jason X, or anyone else associated with the “True Wrestling Icons” is also banned from coming into any contact with Step Up! personnel, ring crew, or fans in attendance. If any of these orders are violated, SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL BE IN STORE FOR MR. BILL ADAMS! signed, the MPW corporate board of directors.
[The fans erupt in cheers at this announcement, and Sir Cunningham looks very pleased with himself as he folds the paper he had been reading from and places it in his breast pocket.]
Cunningham: Now that we are rid of that fool, I am pleased to present you all with tonights match bookings. First, we will see newcomer Jamal Abdul take on Aaron “The Kamikaze” Knight in a match with no disqualification, and falls count anywhere stipulations.
[The fans cheer as Sir Cunningham continues]
Cunningham: After that there will be two matches that are a part of the Step Up! Championship Tournament, first with Chicken facing Siren, then with Christian Carter taking on Jimmy Fatal! After that, four brand new wrestlers to the Step Up! roster will go head to head to head to head in a four way, elimination style match! We will then finish up with two more Tournament matches, Apostle Kried vs David Alexander, and finally, the much anticipated match between Brandon Nytrus... [He pauses as some fans pop for Nytrus] and Primal!!! [The fans pop for Primal as well]
I sincerely hope you will all enjoy the show, and I will not take any more time talking about it. Let us begin!
[The crowd cheers loudly as British Grenadiers plays to Sir Nigel Cunningham’s exit of the ring. He shakes hands with a few fans as he exits down the ramp, then disappears down the tunnel.]
Killconey: Incredible! Our Head Booking Manager among other things seems to have finally found a way to put a stop to Bill Adams and Titan! Hopefully this means we will be able to focus on some great action with no distractions this entire event!
Dennis: I helped him do that you know...
Killconey: Did you really?
Dennis: Well... I carried a lot of stuff back and forth...
Killconey: Well, for doing your part, I think you personally Dennis, now quiet down, I do believe we are ready for our first match.
Peter Burrow: Ladies and Gentlemen this contest is set for one-fall, with a time limit of twenty minutes. It will be held under falls count anywhere, no disqualification rules... and the official for this bout is Howard Green!
[He makes his exit as Lies Greed Misery By Linkin park hits, for 10 seconds nothing happens then Red White and Blue strobe lights come on as Ian Andrews makes his way to the ring, as he gets in the ring Ian takes the Microphone from Burrow and announces himself. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, from Boston, Mass. he is the second Olympic medalist in Pro wrestling history, and a hell of a lot better looking then anyone here, he is Ian Andrews." The crowd boos as Ian Andrews smirks cockily at them.]
Killconey: Clearly Mr. Andrews has plenty of confidence, but one has to wonder if he has the skills to match it. I’m sure we will all be treated to a close up look at just what he can do.
[Arab-Americans starts to play and the crowd immediately erupts into boos and jeers as Jamal makes his way to the ring with Taufik by his side. Jamal stares up at Ian Andrews, who is leaning on the ropes looking unimpressed. Taufik grabs Jamal by the shoulder and shouts out instructions to him in an Arabic language, Jamal listens intently, keeping his eyes locked with Andrews. He then slides into the ring and stands nose to nose with his opponent.]
Peter Burrow: And his opponent, from Detroit Michigan, weighing 180 pounds, he is a proud Muslim and a better wrestler than any infidel American... Jamal Abdul!
Dennis: The fans don’t seem to like any of these three men.
Killconey: As accurate as that may be, I think both of these guys, Ian and Jamal are likely to want a victory here, it’s no secret that Sin Cunningham watches all of these matches, and impressing him is the best way to improve in this company.
[The bell rings and Jamal Abdul instantly charges, Andrews quickly reacts sending his opponent to the mat with a drop-toe hold, he spins around, jumps on the back of Jamal and takes the advantage with a front headlock...]
Killconey: Ian Andrews with a solid display of wrestling skill here, a beautiful counter and he takes advantage instantaneously, displaying great ring presence and a good head on his shoulders...
[Andrews brings them both to the upright keeping his opponent under his control with the front headlock, before sending him flying with a quick snap suplex. He wastes no time as he follows up by returning to the front headlock and forcing Jamal back up. Ian goes behind locking in his arms around Jamal's waist looking for a German suplex, but Jamal blocks it wrapping his foot around Andrews' leg and landing a stiff elbow to the side of the head of the Gold medalist...]
Dennis: Ouch! That’s one way to release a guys grip.
[Ian holds the side of his head as he is shoved into the corner by Jamal. Jamal hesitates a moment as he looks down on Taufik, who nods at him in approval. Abdul jumps Andrews in the corner landing a couple of hard punches, he backs up and squashes Ian Andrews with a corner clothesline. Jamal goes for another clothesline, Andrews quickly ducks and catches Jamal on the turnaround with a big boot.]
Killconey: Jamal Abdul shows his inexperience as Jamal catches him off guard there...
[Ian Andrews is in control again, he whips Jamal Abdul to the ropes and filps him over the ropes with a clothesline. Taufik runs over to Jamal, and helps him to his feet, Howard Green tells Taufik to back up, but Ian doesn’t even hesitate as he leaps through the ropes and takes out Jamal with a suicide dive.]
Killconey: Ian Andrews with a high risk maneuver there! But was this a wise move? Taufik is out there ready to help his protegee...
[Both men are slowly rising on the outside and start to exchange blows, Andrews gets the better of the exchange forcing Abdul’s back up against the ringpost. But from behind comes Taufik knocking Ian Andrews down with a rabbit punch....]
Dennis: Wow! That was crazy!!! Can he do that?
Killconey: It seems rather crude to me, however this is a no disqualification match, so I suppose it is technically legal.
[Jamal grabs Ian by the head and flings it into the ring steps, Andrews’ skull bounces off the steps and he lands flat on his back on the ground, where Jamal begins stomping on him. Taufik meanwhile, flips up the apron cover and rummages around under the ring]
Dennis: Taufik has a chair!!!
Killconey: Taufik seems dedicated to ensuring Jamal’s victory here, I question if this is really helping Jamal improve his abilities, but I guess he isn’t my protegee.
[Taufik is holding the chair and motions to the dazed Andrews. Jamal picks up Andrews in a reverse Chickenwing. Taufik places the chair on the head of Andrews a moment, before winding up and swinging. Andrews suddenly drops off his feet, suprising Jamal, who accidently loosens his grip, dropping Andrews to the floor. Taufik can’t stop the chair as it smashes into Jamal’s face, sending him flying backwards into the barrier! Taufik is stunned, as he stares at the chair, before he can react, Andrews suprises him with an Andrews Effect! Taufik stays down as Andrews turns his attention to Jamal, who is clutching his bleeding nose and wincing from the pain. Andrews grabs him by the head and bashes it into the ringside barrier. Jamal bounces off, a dazed look on his face as Andrews grabs him again and smashes his face off of the barricade again... and again, and again... before throwing Jamal over the barricade into the stands. The crowd has begun cheering Ian’s efforts, after overcoming the initial handicap of Taufik. Andrews climbs over the barricade and pulls Jamal up the stairs by his hair. He grabs a beer can from a fan and downs the remaining beer, he then holds up the can to Jamal’s forehead and smashes it on his face. Jamal almost collapses on the stairs, but Andrews won’t let him. He continues up the stairs and heads for the walkway between the upper and lower decks. Suddenly, Jamal slips from his grasp and starts pounding away on Andrews, Andrews is caught by surprise and is driven back towards the fans seats. Jamal knocks him down with a leg sweep and stomps him in the face. Jamal glares out at the booing crowd and shouts something out in Arabic. He turns and is met with a faceful of Pepsi from a cup Andrews grabbed from the fans. Andrews jumps up and hits the Andrews Effect on Jamal, he covers...1...2...3!!! Taufik has come running up from the ring to try and help again, but he arrives too late...]
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match as the result of a pinfall... IAN ANDREWS!!!
Killconey: Ian Andrews does it!!! He overcomes the odds and takes the victory! He wins the match, and perhaps the respect of many fans here today!
Dennis: Look Mr. Killconey, Taufik isn’t letting him go!!!
[Ian Andrews is under a vicious assault from Taufik, who is joined eventually by Jamal Abdul, Taufik pushes Jamal away and flings Ian down the concrete stairs!!! Ian rolls all the way down the stairs, where he is grabbed again by Taufik, who pulls him into the ring Jamal climbs in after him and pulls Andrews to his feet...]
Killconey: Destructive DDT! Ian Andrews is drilled into the mat by Jamal Abdul, these two are clearly out to make a statement here...
Dennis: Now here comes Taufik...
Killconey: He locks in May Allah Be With You!!!
[Suddenly, Even Flow by Pearl Jam hits and Jake Cage comes running out to the ring.]
Killconey: But what is this here comes another new addition to Step Up roster The Real F'n Deal Jake Cage!
[Jake Cage slides into the ring and drops in front of the charging Jamal, grabbing the rope and letting the rookie send himself to the outside, he goes straight for Taufik. But Taufik lets go of Andrews and retreats to the outside, he grabs Jamal and the two head quickly up the Entrance ramp. Jake Cage helps Ian Andrews to his feet and raises his hand in victory, Andrews snaps his hand down and shakes his head angrilly. Cage walks up beside him and asks him something, to which Andrews responds by grabbing him and delivers a Andrews Effect! Andrews stares down at Jake a bit, before shaking his head and climbing out of the ring. He heads back up the walkway leaving Jake Cage out in the ring.]
Dennis: What was that about?
Killconey: I’m not sure, but it seems any respect this crowd had for Ian Andrews has been lost with that display of ingratitude. Anyway, we’d like to again thank you for joining us here on MPW Step Up! don’t go away, because up next we’re going to see a four way elimination match between some of the newest talent on the Step Up! roster!
['The Hardcore Icon' Brandon Nytrus is seen getting out of his truck in the parking lot. He stares down at the iPhone in his hands, texting someone. Nytrus walks through the entry way to the arena and heads towards his locker room when he is interrupted by Chicken and Sweeney.]
[After last week, Chicken's injuries are wrapped tightly. Around his stomach, his arm and his legs. The two enter from the right hand side of the screen.]
Nytrus: You've got to be kidding me.
Sweeney: What? What's so funny?
Nytrus: Why are you talking to me?
Sweeney: Listen, buddy...
[Chicken cuts off his friend and wobbles towards Brandon.]
Chicken: Brandon... Like I said last week, this has just gotten started. If you don't remember, we tied in our match. There was no winner. So I think that we should have another match... The rematch of the century. All tied up... One to one, Uno to uno, eins to eins.
Nytrus: Eins to eins? Congratulations, you’re stupid in three languages. Anyway, I do agree with you. I think that there should be a rematch. But not as soon as you think...oh no. I've made it to main event status, bucko. I'm not going back to jobbers like you.
Chicken: Listen, buddy... I don't know who you think you're talking to, but...
[Suddenly, Brandon becomes enraged. He doesn't hurt Chicken, because that would cause more problems and he seems to know better than that... He moves closer to Chicken and gets in his face.]
Nytrus: Excuse you? ... I don't remember being told that the twig is my new boss. I don't remember being told that you get to tell me who to talk to or not. You've got some nerve, punk. Getting in my business like that. You're lucky I don't drop you where you stand.
Chicken: Why don't you, huh? Scared? You realize what I can do after last week, huh?
[Chicken begins to try to make some sort of tough faces towards Brandon trying to intimidate him.]
Nytrus: What are you doing?
Chicken: Main event huh? Of what? The developmental show? If you are any good, why are you still here? You want to know what I’m doing? The question is, what are you gonna do!?
[His faces continue to become even more ridiculous and less intimidating... Though Chicken never realizes it. There are laughs from the live crowd in the background.]
Nytrus: Here's what I'm gonna do... I'm gonna go to my locker room, I'm gonna get ready for my main event match tonight against Primal, win that match, become the first ever Step Up champion... And then, if you're lucky, we can see if I can fit you into my busy schedule. Okay?
[Nytrus walks away. Chicken is left standing with Sweeney, still trying to intimidate Nytrus. Chicken collapses in his chest and puts his head down.]
Chicken: What am I doing? ...ugh
Sweeney: No dude, that was awesome! You stuck up for yourself and to that idiot. You have balls, man!
Chicken: I do? I mean, of course I do... Because I'm a boy and all I--
[Laughs again from the crowd as Sweeney stops Chicken from an awkward conversation/situation.]
Sweeney: No man... Not those balls. I mean, you had courage. You stuck up to a guy twice your size.
[The point has finally sunken in to Chicken, who becomes brightened up by the thought of him having courage.]
Chicken: Really?
[Sweeney shakes his head in agreement with a wide smile on his face. Suddenly, Nytrus appears one more time from the left side of the camera.]
Nytrus: And another thing...
[Nytrus chuckles.]
Nytrus: Never mind.
[Nytrus walks away with a smile on his face. The two men look at each other and return to normal stances and look around like nothing happened. They go their separate ways and the scene fades to Peter Burrow, standing in the ring, ready to announce the next match.]
Peter Burrow: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for three falls, with one fall to an elimination! It will have a 40 minute time limit, and it will be held under Four way elimination rules!
[Adema's "Immortal" begins to play through the arena. The crowd looks to the stage as the lights dim down. The soft opening of the song fades into the heavy guitar rift as David Dreadful walks out to crowd wrapped in the Chicago National Flag. . The fans look on and for some odd unknown reason, they begin to almost instantly despise the man.]
Peter Burrow: From Chicago, Illinois, Weighing in at 216 pounds...David Dreadful...
[David walks down the ramp way, eyes locked on the ring ignoring the boos and jeers of the audience as he slides in and for the first time during the entrance..will slowly turn his head and glare at the fans. He then walks over and kneels down in front of the turnbuckle and waits for his opponent.]
Dennis: That guy is intense...
Killconey: David Dreadful does seem to have an aura about him, I’m sure the MPW fans are interested to see him in action here tonight, for the first time in an MPW ring.
["Sound of Madness" by Shinedown plays out across the arena, blue lazers and green lights flashing in time with the intro's drum hits. The song's opening lyrics begin...]
"Yeeaah I get it you're an outcast, always under attack, always comin' in last, bringin' up the past. No one owes you anything. I think, you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass, so paranoid, WATCH YOUR BACK!"
[The intro ends and out walks Tony McNair from behind the curtain. He looks around from the stage at the roaring crowd and can't suppress his smile, instead hiding it behind a sideways grin. Tony adjusts his elbow pads, checks his wrist tape and begins storming down to the ring as the lyrics begin.]
Peter Burrow: "From Baltimore, Maryland...weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds...."The Chaos Campaign" TOOOOONY......MCNAAAAIIIIIL!!!"
[Tony speedily walks up the ring steps and into the ring where he immediately jumps up onto the nearest second turnbuckle. He looks around at the crowd and then throws both fists into the air, a loud crack of blue pyro going off on the lighting rigging overhead. Tony lowers his fists and nods his head to the music before jumping down and standing in the corner, anxiously awaiting the ring bell.]
["Faint" By Linkin Park begins to play and the lights begin to flash. After the intro Ricky Kimmel comes out through the smoke wearing his usual entrance attire. He walks to the edge of the ramp as fireworks go off behind him. He continues down the ramp, slapping fans hands on the way down and even taking a few pictures.
Peter Burrow: "Weighing in at 185 pounds, hailing from Dresden, Tennesee, he is The X-Treme Kid... RICKKYYYYY KIMMMMMEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!!!"
The crowd cheers as Ricky slides into the ring and hopes up on the turnbuckle. He holds his arm up as the fans cheer once more. He takes off his hoody and throws it into the crowd and then climbs down.]
["In Ashes They Shall Reap" By Hatebreed begins to play and the arena goes dark. Red lazors begin flashing around the arena, and the ramp begins to put out smoke. At 0:24 the lights begin to flash blood red as Kuk Killswitch rises up from the ramp on a throne. The titantron shows "The Ring is my Kingdom" in big medieval looking letters. Barbedwire covers the outsides of the throne and weapons, blood, and chains cove the rest. Kuk sits in the throne with a large black King's cape which covers his his whole shoulder area and torso and goes down to his feet. A large crown sits upon his head covered in brutal barbedwire and in the front has 2 Kendo Sticks crossed. Kuk sits there for a moment, soaking in the boos before(at 0:39) he stands up and throws his head back, knocking off his King's cape and crown as fireworks explode behind him. He now wears a sleeveless "Ultraviolent" Hoodie, and his normal entrance attire. He walks down the ramp, yelling and trash talking back at the crowd who does the same to him.]
Peter Burrow: "Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Hell's Kitchen, New York, he is The Ultraviolent Nightmare... KUK KILLLSWITTTCHHH!"
[Kuk is at the bottom of the ramp and he turns to walk towards the steps. He turns towards the fans and looks at everyone of them. He get's in their faces and begin yelling expletives towards them before turning around and walking up the stairs. He orders the ref to open the ropes for him and the ref does. Kuk shoves the ref over and laughs as he get's in the ring. He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to himself with his thumbs yelling "MY KINGDOM!" out at the crowd. He turns around and sits on the top turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.]
Killconey: Here we are about to see four of the newest additions to the Step Up roster, a match that will likely have great implications on the future of Step Up! itself! And what a sight these four are...
Dennis: Well to me it looks like two bums, an emo, and a child
Killconey: And to them, you look like a light, pre-workout snack.
Dennis: Gulp... nevermind.
[The bell rings and all four seemingly sizing each other up. Tony Mcnail is the first to find an opening landing a stiff kick to Ricky Kimmel and pummeling away on him with hard rights. David Dreadful takes the opportunity and throws himself over Mcnail and Kimmel with some wild kicks and stomps, Kuk stays in a wrestler stance, but he stays well away from the action, hardly even having to look to find an open part of the ring...]
Killconey: The excitement and importance of this match clearly not lost on these guys...
Dennis: Yeah the three young guys seem to want this, but whats up with that Kuk guy, why is he just standing there?
Killconey: Experience lad, Kuk Killswitch is letting the others tire before striking and trust me this guy knows what he is doing
[Kuk causally leans against the turnbuckles watching the other three exchanging blows. Suddenly the three stop and stare at each other then Dreadful and Mcnail charge Killswitch, who explodes out of the corner taken both men down with a double clothesline, before locking up with Kimmel, they grapple around for a bit, before Killswitch is able to whip Kimmel off the ropes, but Kimmel counters by drop-kicking Killswitch in the head, sending him fliping over backwards to the mat. The crowd cheers as Kimmel jumps the corner and takes down the three others with a Twisting crossbody, once again the Extreme Kid is on his feet and he bounces of the ropes with a leg lariat towards the three others. But Mcnail catches him....
Massive exploder from the Chaos Campaign as he goes for the cover]
1...2... Kuk breaks it up
Dennis: What the hell is he doing? Why wouldn’t he let him pin there?
Killconey: Either he forgot it was elimination rules, or he saw it as an opportunity to get a shot in on a distracted McNail.
[Kuk and Tony stand face to face arguing before they start hammering away on each other. David Dreadful slides behind them and grabs Kimmel locking in The River Styx submission, Ricky screaming and trying to escape the hold, but to no avail. Suddenly both Mcnail and Killswitch are over them breaking up the submission Kuk grabbing David and dragging him to his feet, sending him shoulder first into the corner. Tony looking on as he forces Ricky to his feet and placing his head between the legs before sending him flying head first into the turnbuckles with the Alley Oop. Once again Kuk and Tony stare at each other before both explode with left and rights]
Killconey: No love lost between these two.
[The two trying to wear each other down with hard blows, Mcnail seemingly getting the better of it landing some heavy rights to the side of Kuk Killswitch skull. Tony sends him running, catching Kuk at the ropes with a brutal yakuza kick to the face, sending the veteran over the ropes and down on the arena floor. Mcnail follows dragging Killlswitch to his feet and hoisting him onto his shoulder]
Dennis: Ohh no he can't do that!!!
Killconey: Unfortunatley, yes he indeed can Dennis. It would appear he is intending to drop Killswitch throat first on the guardrail!
[Tony grins sadistically as he drops Kuk, but somehow the veteran grabs the guard rail with his hands and pulls himself forward, almost diving over the rail and into the crowd, as he does so he manages to hook a leg around the neck of McNail, and pulls his head into the guard rail!
Meanwhile inside the ring David Dreadful and Rickky Kimmel are back up and at it. David getting the upper hand with a knee to the midsection and a spinning elbowdrop to the neck of The Extreme Kid. Dreadful quickly drags him back up and sends Kimmel running, Ricky ducks a clothesline on the rebound rolling under it and up behind David Dreadful. Kimmel jumps onto the shoulders of Dreadfull and sends him flying with a reverse frankensteiner.
On the outside Kuk and Tony is trading punches over the guardrail, Kuk getting the advantage as he grabs a sign saying Kiss the Kuk! From a nearby fan and smashes into the face of Mcnail. Kuk climbs back over the rail and grabs the head of the staggering and bloodied Tony Mcnail, whipping him into the steel corner post.
Inside the ring Ricky Kimmel goes for the cover
...1...2... Kuk slides in grabbing Kimmel and throwing out of the ring between the ropes.
He then turns his attention to the rising David Dreadful, measuring him and then landing a knee to the gut and drilling him into the mat with the Killswitch Engage
...1...2...3 and David Dreadful is out!!!
Killconey: And it’s Kuk Killswitch with the first elimination! David Dreadful is out, in more ways than one, and it’s Kimmel, McNail, and Killswitch who remain!!!
On the outside Kimmel has gotten hold of the bloodied Tony Mcnail, landing a couple of rights, but Mcnail fights with body shots and then a thumb to the eyes of Ricky. Mcnail gets his second wind hammering away on the Extreme Kid before downing him with a brutal DDT on the floor. Tony looks out at the fans and then inside the ring, where Kuk is looking down, he reaches under the ring and produces a chair setting it up by the barricade and placing Ricky before backing up and charging crashing into his opponent with a cannonball senton.
A MPDUB chant erupts from the crowd as the two lie motionless tangled up on the arena floor. Finally Mcnail starts to move slowly getting to his feet and dragging up Ricky Kimmel, but suddenly out of nowhere Kuk comes flying out of the ring and onto the two men with a Suicide Dive.
All three are down, again Mcnail is the first to move. He stands and looks down on his two opponents deciding to grab Ricky Kimmel and drag him inside the ring. Slowly he gets the battered Ricky Kimmel to his feet and signals for The Mcnail, he drives Kimmel into the mat and covers
...1...2...3... and Ricky Kimmel is out!
Kuk Killswitch is slowly crawling back in the ring holding his neck, he gets to his feet and Mcnail and him stand face to face, both talking smack. Kuk is the first to act going for a right, but Tony suddenly spits blood in the face of Killswitch blinding the veteran and sets up for The Mcnail. Somehow Kuk reverses and locks in the Kimura. Chaos Campaign screams in pain, but refuses to give in as he screams “BREAK IT BREAK IT”. Killswitch lets go and drags them both back up looking for another Killswitch Engage, but Mcnail counters shifting his weight and landing in a cover
...1... Kuk kicks out
Both men slowly rises Tony still favoring his right arm as he launches himself towards his opponent, Kukky Cutter!!! Killswitch catches Mcnail and covers
...1...2...3... DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match... KUK KILLSWITCH!!!
Killconey: WHAT A MATCH!!! Killswitch and McNail both gave it their all! And in the end it seems Kuk Killswitch still has a few tricks up his veteran sleeve! This match saw all four men try their absolute best, and in the end, it was Kuk Killswitch who has proven he still has what it takes to entertain, and walk out a winner. Don’t go anywhere, up next we have a match for the Step Up! Title Tournament between David Alexander, and Apostle Kried!
[As we return David Alexander is already in the ring and Apostle Kried is walking down the ramp, taken his time to high five a few fans before sliding into the ring.]
Killconey: Welcome back to MPW Step Up! I’m Chris Killconey here with my partner Dennis... who seems to have found his way to the merchandise tables during the break.
[The color commentator has acquired himself a Kuk Killswitch t-shirt]
Dennis: I sure have, this guy is awesome... oh yeah, here’s your beer.
Killconey: What? What beer lad? I... I would never drink on the job... of course not... this is just... you know... some water to clear my throat... ha ha...
[He grabs the cup from Dennis and glares at him]
[The two meet up in the center of the ring showing sportsmanship as they shake hands.
The bell rings and the match starts. Alexander quick on the attack staggering the German with a standing dropkick and following up with an armdrag. Kried nods as he rises, David going for another kick, but its blocked by Apostle’s arms, which then come flying towards Alexander, who goes flying back to the mat. Apostle allows him to stand as the two circle each other, then lock up. Apostle switches to a rear tie up and flings Alexander over his head in a German suplex. Alexander rolls off the suplex onto his feet and catches Apostle with a kick to the head as he was rising. Apostle falls to the mat, but pops back up and dodges a clothesline from Alexander, grabbing him from behind in a rear naked choke. He holds it for a few seconds before pulling Alexander backwards and slamming him to the mat. Apostle goes for the cover here...
...1...2...
Alexander kicks out at two and rolls out to the ropes. Apostle gets to his feet, as does Alexander, and Alexander charges, going for a cross body. Kried cathes him and spins around in a scoop slam. He hooks the leg and goes for another cover...
...1...
Alexander kicks out even quicker this time, and climbs quickly to his feet, he goes as if to lock up, but instead grabs the leg of Kreid and pulls it out from under him, Alexander grabs the leg and drops to the side in a leg bar! Kried struggles for a bit, then is finally able to spin himself around and kick his leg loose. Alexander climbs up and shoves his foot into Apostle, who catches it, Alexander leaps and spins, trying to hit an Enzugiri, but the German ducks under and quickly twists Alexanders leg into a one legged Boston Crab.]
Killconey: Kried goes for the submission in what has been a very fast paced match.
[Suddenly Bill Adams comes walking out of the walkway, smirking as he strolls down the ramp. Apostle Kried immediately releases Alexander and glares at him. Bill Adams stops in front of the ring and starts taunting the big man.]
Killconey: As Sir Cunningham said... Bill Adams is allowed to be here... he just can’t touch anyone, which means that he isn’t... wait!!!
[David Alexander grabs Apostle between the legs and rolls him up in a school boy pin!
...1...2...
[Suddenly David Alexander clearly releases Kried just before the three is counted. Instead, he offers his hand and helps Kried up. The two both turn and glare at Bill Adams, who seems furious that Alexander did not steal the victory from Apostle. Suddenly, Titan slides into the ring behind the two and ambushes Apostle Kried, the bell rings as Titan pounds away on the German, who tries his best to fight back, Bill Adams slides into the ring as well and begins pounding on Apostle from behind. Eventually, the two teaming up on Kried is two much, and Titan lifts Kried into the air in gorrila press slam position.]
Killconey: What a dity move by Titan once again attack Apostle Kried
[Behind them David Alexander is up and jumping to the top rope looking to launch himself at Titan, but Titan sees it and before Alexander can get out of the way, Titan charges and shoves Apostle Kried into Alexander, sending both of them over the ropes and crashing into the steps outside the ring! Bill Adams calls out to Titan as Sir Nigel Cunningham comes storming out of the back, flanked by security guards, referees, other wrestlers, and even two police officers. Adams and Titan jump over the barrier and flee through the crowd, before they can get all the way out however, Sir Cunningham gets a hold of a microphone.]
Cunningham: ADAMS!!! You were given fair and final warning from the board itself, you knew what would happen, and you are going to find out exactly what was meant when I said SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL BE IN STORE FOR MR. BILL ADAMS!
[Sir Cunningham flings the mic to the ground, his eyes flaring with rage as he hops out of the ring and goes over to where Kried and Alexander are outside. Kried seems to have escape serious injury, and he is kneeling next to David Alexander, along with Jimmy Fatal, both of them calling out for the paramedics... the scene fades to black with the image of pain on David Alexander’s face.
Killconey: Welcome back everyone, clearly we are all upset and shocked by what has just taken place at the hands of Bill Adams, we are receiving initial information on the state of David Alexander, and it sadly does not look good. We will be sure to keep you posted if anything new comes out, and not that it matters, but the result of that match was never announced, so just to let everyone know, the final result was declared a victory to Apostle Kried, by way of disqualification. Up now we are going to see another tournament match, we have Siren facing Chicken.
Dennis: A shame about Mr. Alexander, but maybe staring at Siren will cheer us all up!
[Siren's theme is already playing and the Beautiful Nightmare is on her way down the ramp closely followed by Zeus Hall. She takes her time walking the ring steps and entering the ring between the ropes which Zeus holds open for her, she struts around the ring before finally settling in a corner.]
Peter Burrow: This match will be held under tournament rules, one fall, 30 minutes. Introducing first, from Mykonos Greece, SIREN!
[Hit That by Offspring starts playing, 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 Siren and Zeus laughing at him]
Peter Burrow: Her opponent, from Denver Colorado, weighing 138 pounds, CHICKEN!
[The bell rings and Chicken goes for a punch, but stops dead in his tracks as Siren stares straight at him. He looks out at the fans like he is asking, if its ok to hit her, but there is no time for an answer as Siren slaps him across the face sending him stumbling back, as she capitalizes with a Lou Thez press pummeling away on the surprised Chicken. Siren drags him back up and backs him into the corner with a couple of straight rights, before grabbing Chicken in a headlock and springboard off the second rope nailing him to the mat with a DDT, she floats into the cover
...1...2... Chicken kicks out.
Siren slams the mat in frustration, before once more dragging Chicken to his feet and sending him into the rope, she swings wildly as she goes for the clothesline, but Chicken ducks under and comes off the other side with a shoulderblock. Quickly he is back on his feet and looks to be going for a fistdrop, but once again he looks to the fans for approval, giving Siren time to land a low blow. Chicken staggers backwards as she gets to her feet once again going for a big punch, but Chicken ducks and she spins right into his arm, Chicken suddenly smiles widely as he dips her down and plants a big kiss on her lips. Siren thrashes around slamming her hand on the mat for the tap out, as Zeus storms into the ring to save her the bell rings. Chicken quickly slides to the outside looking a bit dazed by his own actions as he runs up the ramp with Zeus hot on his tail.
Peter Burrows: The winner of this match as the result of a... um... submission? Yes? Okay... a result of a submission... CHICKEN!!!
Killconey: What a win for Chicken! I do not know if I have ever seen such a tactic used in competition before, at least not as a submission maneuver...
Dennis: Is kissing even legal?
Killconey: Well, I don’t believe the rulebook says anything about it, maybe the next edition will need to clarify on that...
Dennis: Wrestling has a rulebook?
Killconey: Of course it does, I helped to write it! Now then, when we come back it will be Jimmy Fatal and Christian Carter in another Tournament match, so be sure to stay right here, on MPW Step Up!
Christian Carter and Jimmy Fatal are standing in the ring as the bell sounds to begin their match. They shake hands quickly in the middle of the ring. Fatal still looking a bit shook up from the events earlier with his partner David Alexander.
They start of in the collar and elbow lockup, both fighting for the advantage, Fatal coming out on top gaining control with an arm wringer. Carter quickly reverses the hold with a cartwheel and into a hammerlock, but Jimmy breaks free with a back elbow sending Carter staggering backwards, Fatal turns and levels Christian Carter with an STO and slaps on an armbar.
Slowly Carter fights his way back to his feet and breaks the hold with a couple of punches, he backpedals into the ropes and springs off with a flying leg lariat, cutting Fatal down. Christian rolls to his feet behind the rising Jimmy Fatal, sending him face first back onto the mat with a neckwhip. He follows up jumping to the ropes and diving off with a moonsault landing on the back of Jimmy Fatal, Carter rolls him over and covers
...1...2 Kick-out by Fatal
Christian Carter doesn't waste time quickly jumping to his feet and dragging up Fatal and whipping him into the corner, Carter follows landing a beautiful handspring back elbow. Jimmy slumps down in the corner as Carter once again backs up and charges landing a rope aided corner dropkick. Jimmy Fatal reels after air flapping around on the mat as a fish out of water. Christian Carter signals for the end as he pulls Jimmy back up setting him up for the Combustable Element, but Fatal somehow finds the strength to send Carter flying with a backdrop, Twisted Chaos scrambles to his feet and charges, but Jimmy is waiting and catches him with the Fatal Mistake, both are down, none of them moving as the referee starts the ten count
...1...2...3...4...
Both slowly start to move
...5...6...7
Fatal is up on his feet and staring at his opponent launching himself towards the kneeling Christian Carter and connecting with the Shinning Black. Jimmy gets back up dragging Carter with him before sending him back to the mat near the corner with a short arm clothesline.
Jimmy Fatal signals for the end as he points to the corner. Slowly and a bit shaky he climbs the turnbuckles and positions himself for the diving headbutt, he sails of the turnbuckles and right into a Sitout Facebuster from Carter, who quickly covers
...1...2...3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrows: The winner of this match as the result of a pinfall... CHRISTIAN CARTER!!!
Red lights start to flicker over the arena, as the 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 waveing across the screen, suddenly the music starts to distort and the heavy guitars of Metallica's Sad But True fills the arena as blooddripping 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 animalistic roar fading out with the music.
Smoke and fireworks explode from the stage as the silhouette of a 6'8 muscular man is shown through the fog and mist. Brandon Nytrus enters through the smoke to a huge ovation of boos and cursing. He slowly walks down the ramp with a devilish smirk on his face. He slowly walks up the steel steps and pauses before he enters through the ropes. He takes a look around the arena and then points to himself with his thumb and barks a few egotistical comments to the people in the arena. He enters slowly through the second rope and then climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He puts his arms up in the air, fist to fist above his head and poses there for a few seconds. After putting his hands down he then points to himself again and then barks some of the same comments once again before hopping down and patiently waiting for the match to start.
The two men goes nose to nose as the bell rings, not showing any fear for the other as they spew trash talk at each other. Nytrus is the first to break landing a heavy right to the Dane, who retaliates with one of his own, the exchange keeps going back and forth until Brandon Nytrus lands a knee to the midsection of the Danish Destroyer. Nyrtus runs for the ropes landing a clothesline to Primal, but with little effect. Primal tries the same, but with the same result. They stare at each other before the Dane lifts his hand inviting to a test of strength, The Hardcore Icon complies and the two lock up. Brandon Nytrus standing on his toes, exploiting his height advantage to force the Dane down, But Primal fights back using pure strength to bring them back to the status qou. Brandon lands another knee to the midsection of the Dane who doubles over breaking the hold. Nytrus locks in the headlocks and delivers a couple of hard forearm shots to the back of Primal, before hooking the near leg and sending Primal to the mat with a Fisherman's suplex. But Nytrus doesn't let go of the headlock, instead he drags them both back to their feet and lifts Primal upside down into the air before slamming him to the mat with the suplex sideslam, Brandon covers.
...1...2... Primal powers out, getting his shoulder up at the last second
Frustrated Nytrus drags the Dane back to his feet and sends him running catching him on the rebound with a violent Big Boot to the face, The Duke of Extreme towers over his opponent who starts to stir on the mat, he plants a boot to the neck of the Dane, before locking in a chinlock. Primal sneers and snarls refusing to give up, slowly he works his way up to his knees, but Nytrus releases his grip and jumps on the Danes back then locking in the hold again.
The Dane looks dazed as the referee lifts his hand and lets It fall to the mat 1, he lifts the arm again and lets go, but this time the Dane keeps it up. The crowd start to get behind him applauding as he slowly works his way up, lifting the confused looking Brandon Nytrus up on his shoulders. Finally Nytrus lets go of the hold and starts pounding the Danes face, Primal lets himself fall backwards crashing Brandon Nytrus to the mat with the Electric chair drop.
Both are down but moving trying to get to their feet, Nytrus is up first charging the Dane, but Primal moves forward and catches him with his signature Beast Bomb spinesbuster, he covers
...1...2... Nytrus kicks out
They both rolls to their feet and into the collar and elbow, Brandon ducking under and goes behind locking in the waist lock, but Primal reverses into a hammerlock, Nytrus reverses into one of his own. The Dane starts to power out turning around and twisting both their arms in the air, and this time Primal lands the knee to the gut. Brandon Nytrus doubles over and Primal locks in the double underhook flipping Brandon up and over with the suplex. Primal rises to his feet grabbing his rising opponent and whipping him to the ropes, using the momentum to lift Nytrus up on his shoulders and hitting the Death Valley Driver in one flowing movement. Quickly he drags Nytrus to the corner and steps up on the second turnbuckle facing the crowd. The Dane thrust hs arms out to the side and roars causing the crowd to pop, he grabs hold of the top rope and delivers the Danish Destroyer and covers
...1...2... The Hardcore Icon kicks out
Primal stares at Nytrus in disbelief, before mounting the corner for another spalash, but this time Nytrus gets his knees up. The Dane rolls around clutching his abdomen as Brandon Nytrus slowly gets to his feet, he walks over and looks down on his opponent with a sadistic smile, forcing Primal up by his hair and hoists him onto his shoulders, throwing the Dane over is head and down on his knee landing a big time gutbuster. Brandon lays out Primal underneath the corner and climbs the turnbuckle mocking the Danes pose to the fans who boo the big man as he gets ready to deliver a Danish Destroyer of his own, he jumps backwards but is caught by Primal who has somehow come up and under him. The Dane drops him face first on the top turnbuckle sending Nytrus staggering backwards and turning right into a gut kick from the Scandinavian Slayer, who hoists The Duke of Extreme onto his shoulder and plants him face first on the mat with the Primal Roar, he rolls Nytrus over
...1...2...3... DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match, as the result of a pinfall... PRIMAL!!!
Killconey: Primal wins! And he clinches his spot in the elimination rounds! Wait a minute, what’s this?
[Chicken comes walking down the aisle, a coy smirk on his face. He leans on the apron of the ring, staring at Nytrus, who is slowly trying to get to his feet, Chicken shakes his head disapprovingly, Nytrus seems him and explodes. He charges towards Chicken who goes flying back up the ramp, he is stopped by Sir Nigel Cunningham, who has appeared on the ramp. Chicken hides behind him as he holds up a hand to Nytrus, who, while he doesn’t look happy about it, stops a few metres ahead of the Head Booking Manager.]
Cunningham: Now... gentlemen... both of you gentlemen, must understand that I have a problem here... I am left with the two of you tied for the elimination round spot... and that is something I just cannot have... Now I couldn’t help but overhear your little moment together backstage, and I have to say... I couldn’t agree more... I think a rematch is in order here... but not when you say so Mr. Nytrus, when I say so... and I say NEXT WEEK!!!
[The fans cheer as Nytrus glares at Chicken angrily. The scene fades as the camera lingers on the three men... Then the MPW logo appears as the broadcast ends.]
Killconey: What a welcoming crowd, wouldn’t you say lad?
Dennis: Who the hell screwed with my music? I had it all planned out, it was going to be perfect. I was going to come striding out all confidently to some great alternative punk, and people were finally going to respect me. Now I look like an idiot!
Killconey: Oh don’t be so hard on yourself, someone probably played a prank on you, these people won’t let something like that change the way they think about you. And besides, they already think you’re an idiot, so it wouldn’t change anything anyways!
Dennis: Gee... Thanks...
Killconey: No problem, now here we go, sounds like we’re starting the broadcast.
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 internet broadcast cameraman runs a lap around the ring, showing all the fans cheering and waving their signs and merchandise in front of the camera, which then swings to the commentary table.
Killconey: Welcome everyone to MPW Step Up! We are looking forward to a great night of MPW action here, and I for one can not wait to get started. Joining me of course on Color Commentary is Dennis, number one assistant to our head booking manager here at Step Up! Sir Nigel Cunningham.
[British Grenadiers begins to blast through the budget speaker system Step Up! uses.]
Killconey: Well speak of the devil!
[Sir Cunningham doesn’t waste any time getting to the ring, he seems eager to make an announcement, though as always, he remains poised and collected as he walks up the ring steps and climbs inside. He waves to the fans as he begins to speak]
Cunningham: Good Evening to all of you, I am Sir Nigel Cunningham, and I am the Head Booking Manager, Match Coordinator, and Head Talent Manager of Step Up! That means I am in charge of everything you will be singing in this... this place of athleticism, where you will see some of the worlds most impressive professional wrestlers have what I hope will be memorable battles. Let me state that once more... I am the one in charge here. This show does not belong to me, and I don’t pretend it does, but I am responsible for the safety of my workers, and the safety of all of you fans.
For this reason, I found myself in the awkward position of having to explaining to the board how the exploits of a colleague of mine are severely compromising, the aforementioned safeties I have sworn to protect.
[The crowd boos as various chants against Bill Adams are heard.]
Cunningham: Now, the board came to a very reasonable decision, and I agree with everything they had to say. Permit me then to read to you, the decision.
“Though as an employee of MPW we cannot prevent him from being on scene for the regularly scheduled Step Up! events, we, the board have decided that due to past actions taken against the talent who hold MPW contracts in Step Up!’s name, we, the board hereby ban Mr. Bill Adams from coming into, or initiating any form of contact against any member of the Step Up! roster. Mr. Adams’ associates Titan, Rage, Johnny Clash, Jason X, or anyone else associated with the “True Wrestling Icons” is also banned from coming into any contact with Step Up! personnel, ring crew, or fans in attendance. If any of these orders are violated, SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL BE IN STORE FOR MR. BILL ADAMS! signed, the MPW corporate board of directors.
[The fans erupt in cheers at this announcement, and Sir Cunningham looks very pleased with himself as he folds the paper he had been reading from and places it in his breast pocket.]
Cunningham: Now that we are rid of that fool, I am pleased to present you all with tonights match bookings. First, we will see newcomer Jamal Abdul take on Aaron “The Kamikaze” Knight in a match with no disqualification, and falls count anywhere stipulations.
[The fans cheer as Sir Cunningham continues]
Cunningham: After that there will be two matches that are a part of the Step Up! Championship Tournament, first with Chicken facing Siren, then with Christian Carter taking on Jimmy Fatal! After that, four brand new wrestlers to the Step Up! roster will go head to head to head to head in a four way, elimination style match! We will then finish up with two more Tournament matches, Apostle Kried vs David Alexander, and finally, the much anticipated match between Brandon Nytrus... [He pauses as some fans pop for Nytrus] and Primal!!! [The fans pop for Primal as well]
I sincerely hope you will all enjoy the show, and I will not take any more time talking about it. Let us begin!
[The crowd cheers loudly as British Grenadiers plays to Sir Nigel Cunningham’s exit of the ring. He shakes hands with a few fans as he exits down the ramp, then disappears down the tunnel.]
Killconey: Incredible! Our Head Booking Manager among other things seems to have finally found a way to put a stop to Bill Adams and Titan! Hopefully this means we will be able to focus on some great action with no distractions this entire event!
Dennis: I helped him do that you know...
Killconey: Did you really?
Dennis: Well... I carried a lot of stuff back and forth...
Killconey: Well, for doing your part, I think you personally Dennis, now quiet down, I do believe we are ready for our first match.
Peter Burrow: Ladies and Gentlemen this contest is set for one-fall, with a time limit of twenty minutes. It will be held under falls count anywhere, no disqualification rules... and the official for this bout is Howard Green!
[He makes his exit as Lies Greed Misery By Linkin park hits, for 10 seconds nothing happens then Red White and Blue strobe lights come on as Ian Andrews makes his way to the ring, as he gets in the ring Ian takes the Microphone from Burrow and announces himself. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, from Boston, Mass. he is the second Olympic medalist in Pro wrestling history, and a hell of a lot better looking then anyone here, he is Ian Andrews." The crowd boos as Ian Andrews smirks cockily at them.]
Killconey: Clearly Mr. Andrews has plenty of confidence, but one has to wonder if he has the skills to match it. I’m sure we will all be treated to a close up look at just what he can do.
[Arab-Americans starts to play and the crowd immediately erupts into boos and jeers as Jamal makes his way to the ring with Taufik by his side. Jamal stares up at Ian Andrews, who is leaning on the ropes looking unimpressed. Taufik grabs Jamal by the shoulder and shouts out instructions to him in an Arabic language, Jamal listens intently, keeping his eyes locked with Andrews. He then slides into the ring and stands nose to nose with his opponent.]
Peter Burrow: And his opponent, from Detroit Michigan, weighing 180 pounds, he is a proud Muslim and a better wrestler than any infidel American... Jamal Abdul!
Dennis: The fans don’t seem to like any of these three men.
Killconey: As accurate as that may be, I think both of these guys, Ian and Jamal are likely to want a victory here, it’s no secret that Sin Cunningham watches all of these matches, and impressing him is the best way to improve in this company.
[The bell rings and Jamal Abdul instantly charges, Andrews quickly reacts sending his opponent to the mat with a drop-toe hold, he spins around, jumps on the back of Jamal and takes the advantage with a front headlock...]
Killconey: Ian Andrews with a solid display of wrestling skill here, a beautiful counter and he takes advantage instantaneously, displaying great ring presence and a good head on his shoulders...
[Andrews brings them both to the upright keeping his opponent under his control with the front headlock, before sending him flying with a quick snap suplex. He wastes no time as he follows up by returning to the front headlock and forcing Jamal back up. Ian goes behind locking in his arms around Jamal's waist looking for a German suplex, but Jamal blocks it wrapping his foot around Andrews' leg and landing a stiff elbow to the side of the head of the Gold medalist...]
Dennis: Ouch! That’s one way to release a guys grip.
[Ian holds the side of his head as he is shoved into the corner by Jamal. Jamal hesitates a moment as he looks down on Taufik, who nods at him in approval. Abdul jumps Andrews in the corner landing a couple of hard punches, he backs up and squashes Ian Andrews with a corner clothesline. Jamal goes for another clothesline, Andrews quickly ducks and catches Jamal on the turnaround with a big boot.]
Killconey: Jamal Abdul shows his inexperience as Jamal catches him off guard there...
[Ian Andrews is in control again, he whips Jamal Abdul to the ropes and filps him over the ropes with a clothesline. Taufik runs over to Jamal, and helps him to his feet, Howard Green tells Taufik to back up, but Ian doesn’t even hesitate as he leaps through the ropes and takes out Jamal with a suicide dive.]
Killconey: Ian Andrews with a high risk maneuver there! But was this a wise move? Taufik is out there ready to help his protegee...
[Both men are slowly rising on the outside and start to exchange blows, Andrews gets the better of the exchange forcing Abdul’s back up against the ringpost. But from behind comes Taufik knocking Ian Andrews down with a rabbit punch....]
Dennis: Wow! That was crazy!!! Can he do that?
Killconey: It seems rather crude to me, however this is a no disqualification match, so I suppose it is technically legal.
[Jamal grabs Ian by the head and flings it into the ring steps, Andrews’ skull bounces off the steps and he lands flat on his back on the ground, where Jamal begins stomping on him. Taufik meanwhile, flips up the apron cover and rummages around under the ring]
Dennis: Taufik has a chair!!!
Killconey: Taufik seems dedicated to ensuring Jamal’s victory here, I question if this is really helping Jamal improve his abilities, but I guess he isn’t my protegee.
[Taufik is holding the chair and motions to the dazed Andrews. Jamal picks up Andrews in a reverse Chickenwing. Taufik places the chair on the head of Andrews a moment, before winding up and swinging. Andrews suddenly drops off his feet, suprising Jamal, who accidently loosens his grip, dropping Andrews to the floor. Taufik can’t stop the chair as it smashes into Jamal’s face, sending him flying backwards into the barrier! Taufik is stunned, as he stares at the chair, before he can react, Andrews suprises him with an Andrews Effect! Taufik stays down as Andrews turns his attention to Jamal, who is clutching his bleeding nose and wincing from the pain. Andrews grabs him by the head and bashes it into the ringside barrier. Jamal bounces off, a dazed look on his face as Andrews grabs him again and smashes his face off of the barricade again... and again, and again... before throwing Jamal over the barricade into the stands. The crowd has begun cheering Ian’s efforts, after overcoming the initial handicap of Taufik. Andrews climbs over the barricade and pulls Jamal up the stairs by his hair. He grabs a beer can from a fan and downs the remaining beer, he then holds up the can to Jamal’s forehead and smashes it on his face. Jamal almost collapses on the stairs, but Andrews won’t let him. He continues up the stairs and heads for the walkway between the upper and lower decks. Suddenly, Jamal slips from his grasp and starts pounding away on Andrews, Andrews is caught by surprise and is driven back towards the fans seats. Jamal knocks him down with a leg sweep and stomps him in the face. Jamal glares out at the booing crowd and shouts something out in Arabic. He turns and is met with a faceful of Pepsi from a cup Andrews grabbed from the fans. Andrews jumps up and hits the Andrews Effect on Jamal, he covers...1...2...3!!! Taufik has come running up from the ring to try and help again, but he arrives too late...]
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match as the result of a pinfall... IAN ANDREWS!!!
Killconey: Ian Andrews does it!!! He overcomes the odds and takes the victory! He wins the match, and perhaps the respect of many fans here today!
Dennis: Look Mr. Killconey, Taufik isn’t letting him go!!!
[Ian Andrews is under a vicious assault from Taufik, who is joined eventually by Jamal Abdul, Taufik pushes Jamal away and flings Ian down the concrete stairs!!! Ian rolls all the way down the stairs, where he is grabbed again by Taufik, who pulls him into the ring Jamal climbs in after him and pulls Andrews to his feet...]
Killconey: Destructive DDT! Ian Andrews is drilled into the mat by Jamal Abdul, these two are clearly out to make a statement here...
Dennis: Now here comes Taufik...
Killconey: He locks in May Allah Be With You!!!
[Suddenly, Even Flow by Pearl Jam hits and Jake Cage comes running out to the ring.]
Killconey: But what is this here comes another new addition to Step Up roster The Real F'n Deal Jake Cage!
[Jake Cage slides into the ring and drops in front of the charging Jamal, grabbing the rope and letting the rookie send himself to the outside, he goes straight for Taufik. But Taufik lets go of Andrews and retreats to the outside, he grabs Jamal and the two head quickly up the Entrance ramp. Jake Cage helps Ian Andrews to his feet and raises his hand in victory, Andrews snaps his hand down and shakes his head angrilly. Cage walks up beside him and asks him something, to which Andrews responds by grabbing him and delivers a Andrews Effect! Andrews stares down at Jake a bit, before shaking his head and climbing out of the ring. He heads back up the walkway leaving Jake Cage out in the ring.]
Dennis: What was that about?
Killconey: I’m not sure, but it seems any respect this crowd had for Ian Andrews has been lost with that display of ingratitude. Anyway, we’d like to again thank you for joining us here on MPW Step Up! don’t go away, because up next we’re going to see a four way elimination match between some of the newest talent on the Step Up! roster!
['The Hardcore Icon' Brandon Nytrus is seen getting out of his truck in the parking lot. He stares down at the iPhone in his hands, texting someone. Nytrus walks through the entry way to the arena and heads towards his locker room when he is interrupted by Chicken and Sweeney.]
[After last week, Chicken's injuries are wrapped tightly. Around his stomach, his arm and his legs. The two enter from the right hand side of the screen.]
Nytrus: You've got to be kidding me.
Sweeney: What? What's so funny?
Nytrus: Why are you talking to me?
Sweeney: Listen, buddy...
[Chicken cuts off his friend and wobbles towards Brandon.]
Chicken: Brandon... Like I said last week, this has just gotten started. If you don't remember, we tied in our match. There was no winner. So I think that we should have another match... The rematch of the century. All tied up... One to one, Uno to uno, eins to eins.
Nytrus: Eins to eins? Congratulations, you’re stupid in three languages. Anyway, I do agree with you. I think that there should be a rematch. But not as soon as you think...oh no. I've made it to main event status, bucko. I'm not going back to jobbers like you.
Chicken: Listen, buddy... I don't know who you think you're talking to, but...
[Suddenly, Brandon becomes enraged. He doesn't hurt Chicken, because that would cause more problems and he seems to know better than that... He moves closer to Chicken and gets in his face.]
Nytrus: Excuse you? ... I don't remember being told that the twig is my new boss. I don't remember being told that you get to tell me who to talk to or not. You've got some nerve, punk. Getting in my business like that. You're lucky I don't drop you where you stand.
Chicken: Why don't you, huh? Scared? You realize what I can do after last week, huh?
[Chicken begins to try to make some sort of tough faces towards Brandon trying to intimidate him.]
Nytrus: What are you doing?
Chicken: Main event huh? Of what? The developmental show? If you are any good, why are you still here? You want to know what I’m doing? The question is, what are you gonna do!?
[His faces continue to become even more ridiculous and less intimidating... Though Chicken never realizes it. There are laughs from the live crowd in the background.]
Nytrus: Here's what I'm gonna do... I'm gonna go to my locker room, I'm gonna get ready for my main event match tonight against Primal, win that match, become the first ever Step Up champion... And then, if you're lucky, we can see if I can fit you into my busy schedule. Okay?
[Nytrus walks away. Chicken is left standing with Sweeney, still trying to intimidate Nytrus. Chicken collapses in his chest and puts his head down.]
Chicken: What am I doing? ...ugh
Sweeney: No dude, that was awesome! You stuck up for yourself and to that idiot. You have balls, man!
Chicken: I do? I mean, of course I do... Because I'm a boy and all I--
[Laughs again from the crowd as Sweeney stops Chicken from an awkward conversation/situation.]
Sweeney: No man... Not those balls. I mean, you had courage. You stuck up to a guy twice your size.
[The point has finally sunken in to Chicken, who becomes brightened up by the thought of him having courage.]
Chicken: Really?
[Sweeney shakes his head in agreement with a wide smile on his face. Suddenly, Nytrus appears one more time from the left side of the camera.]
Nytrus: And another thing...
[Nytrus chuckles.]
Nytrus: Never mind.
[Nytrus walks away with a smile on his face. The two men look at each other and return to normal stances and look around like nothing happened. They go their separate ways and the scene fades to Peter Burrow, standing in the ring, ready to announce the next match.]
Peter Burrow: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for three falls, with one fall to an elimination! It will have a 40 minute time limit, and it will be held under Four way elimination rules!
[Adema's "Immortal" begins to play through the arena. The crowd looks to the stage as the lights dim down. The soft opening of the song fades into the heavy guitar rift as David Dreadful walks out to crowd wrapped in the Chicago National Flag. . The fans look on and for some odd unknown reason, they begin to almost instantly despise the man.]
Peter Burrow: From Chicago, Illinois, Weighing in at 216 pounds...David Dreadful...
[David walks down the ramp way, eyes locked on the ring ignoring the boos and jeers of the audience as he slides in and for the first time during the entrance..will slowly turn his head and glare at the fans. He then walks over and kneels down in front of the turnbuckle and waits for his opponent.]
Dennis: That guy is intense...
Killconey: David Dreadful does seem to have an aura about him, I’m sure the MPW fans are interested to see him in action here tonight, for the first time in an MPW ring.
["Sound of Madness" by Shinedown plays out across the arena, blue lazers and green lights flashing in time with the intro's drum hits. The song's opening lyrics begin...]
"Yeeaah I get it you're an outcast, always under attack, always comin' in last, bringin' up the past. No one owes you anything. I think, you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass, so paranoid, WATCH YOUR BACK!"
[The intro ends and out walks Tony McNair from behind the curtain. He looks around from the stage at the roaring crowd and can't suppress his smile, instead hiding it behind a sideways grin. Tony adjusts his elbow pads, checks his wrist tape and begins storming down to the ring as the lyrics begin.]
Peter Burrow: "From Baltimore, Maryland...weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds...."The Chaos Campaign" TOOOOONY......MCNAAAAIIIIIL!!!"
[Tony speedily walks up the ring steps and into the ring where he immediately jumps up onto the nearest second turnbuckle. He looks around at the crowd and then throws both fists into the air, a loud crack of blue pyro going off on the lighting rigging overhead. Tony lowers his fists and nods his head to the music before jumping down and standing in the corner, anxiously awaiting the ring bell.]
["Faint" By Linkin Park begins to play and the lights begin to flash. After the intro Ricky Kimmel comes out through the smoke wearing his usual entrance attire. He walks to the edge of the ramp as fireworks go off behind him. He continues down the ramp, slapping fans hands on the way down and even taking a few pictures.
Peter Burrow: "Weighing in at 185 pounds, hailing from Dresden, Tennesee, he is The X-Treme Kid... RICKKYYYYY KIMMMMMEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!!!"
The crowd cheers as Ricky slides into the ring and hopes up on the turnbuckle. He holds his arm up as the fans cheer once more. He takes off his hoody and throws it into the crowd and then climbs down.]
["In Ashes They Shall Reap" By Hatebreed begins to play and the arena goes dark. Red lazors begin flashing around the arena, and the ramp begins to put out smoke. At 0:24 the lights begin to flash blood red as Kuk Killswitch rises up from the ramp on a throne. The titantron shows "The Ring is my Kingdom" in big medieval looking letters. Barbedwire covers the outsides of the throne and weapons, blood, and chains cove the rest. Kuk sits in the throne with a large black King's cape which covers his his whole shoulder area and torso and goes down to his feet. A large crown sits upon his head covered in brutal barbedwire and in the front has 2 Kendo Sticks crossed. Kuk sits there for a moment, soaking in the boos before(at 0:39) he stands up and throws his head back, knocking off his King's cape and crown as fireworks explode behind him. He now wears a sleeveless "Ultraviolent" Hoodie, and his normal entrance attire. He walks down the ramp, yelling and trash talking back at the crowd who does the same to him.]
Peter Burrow: "Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Hell's Kitchen, New York, he is The Ultraviolent Nightmare... KUK KILLLSWITTTCHHH!"
[Kuk is at the bottom of the ramp and he turns to walk towards the steps. He turns towards the fans and looks at everyone of them. He get's in their faces and begin yelling expletives towards them before turning around and walking up the stairs. He orders the ref to open the ropes for him and the ref does. Kuk shoves the ref over and laughs as he get's in the ring. He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to himself with his thumbs yelling "MY KINGDOM!" out at the crowd. He turns around and sits on the top turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.]
Killconey: Here we are about to see four of the newest additions to the Step Up roster, a match that will likely have great implications on the future of Step Up! itself! And what a sight these four are...
Dennis: Well to me it looks like two bums, an emo, and a child
Killconey: And to them, you look like a light, pre-workout snack.
Dennis: Gulp... nevermind.
[The bell rings and all four seemingly sizing each other up. Tony Mcnail is the first to find an opening landing a stiff kick to Ricky Kimmel and pummeling away on him with hard rights. David Dreadful takes the opportunity and throws himself over Mcnail and Kimmel with some wild kicks and stomps, Kuk stays in a wrestler stance, but he stays well away from the action, hardly even having to look to find an open part of the ring...]
Killconey: The excitement and importance of this match clearly not lost on these guys...
Dennis: Yeah the three young guys seem to want this, but whats up with that Kuk guy, why is he just standing there?
Killconey: Experience lad, Kuk Killswitch is letting the others tire before striking and trust me this guy knows what he is doing
[Kuk causally leans against the turnbuckles watching the other three exchanging blows. Suddenly the three stop and stare at each other then Dreadful and Mcnail charge Killswitch, who explodes out of the corner taken both men down with a double clothesline, before locking up with Kimmel, they grapple around for a bit, before Killswitch is able to whip Kimmel off the ropes, but Kimmel counters by drop-kicking Killswitch in the head, sending him fliping over backwards to the mat. The crowd cheers as Kimmel jumps the corner and takes down the three others with a Twisting crossbody, once again the Extreme Kid is on his feet and he bounces of the ropes with a leg lariat towards the three others. But Mcnail catches him....
Massive exploder from the Chaos Campaign as he goes for the cover]
1...2... Kuk breaks it up
Dennis: What the hell is he doing? Why wouldn’t he let him pin there?
Killconey: Either he forgot it was elimination rules, or he saw it as an opportunity to get a shot in on a distracted McNail.
[Kuk and Tony stand face to face arguing before they start hammering away on each other. David Dreadful slides behind them and grabs Kimmel locking in The River Styx submission, Ricky screaming and trying to escape the hold, but to no avail. Suddenly both Mcnail and Killswitch are over them breaking up the submission Kuk grabbing David and dragging him to his feet, sending him shoulder first into the corner. Tony looking on as he forces Ricky to his feet and placing his head between the legs before sending him flying head first into the turnbuckles with the Alley Oop. Once again Kuk and Tony stare at each other before both explode with left and rights]
Killconey: No love lost between these two.
[The two trying to wear each other down with hard blows, Mcnail seemingly getting the better of it landing some heavy rights to the side of Kuk Killswitch skull. Tony sends him running, catching Kuk at the ropes with a brutal yakuza kick to the face, sending the veteran over the ropes and down on the arena floor. Mcnail follows dragging Killlswitch to his feet and hoisting him onto his shoulder]
Dennis: Ohh no he can't do that!!!
Killconey: Unfortunatley, yes he indeed can Dennis. It would appear he is intending to drop Killswitch throat first on the guardrail!
[Tony grins sadistically as he drops Kuk, but somehow the veteran grabs the guard rail with his hands and pulls himself forward, almost diving over the rail and into the crowd, as he does so he manages to hook a leg around the neck of McNail, and pulls his head into the guard rail!
Meanwhile inside the ring David Dreadful and Rickky Kimmel are back up and at it. David getting the upper hand with a knee to the midsection and a spinning elbowdrop to the neck of The Extreme Kid. Dreadful quickly drags him back up and sends Kimmel running, Ricky ducks a clothesline on the rebound rolling under it and up behind David Dreadful. Kimmel jumps onto the shoulders of Dreadfull and sends him flying with a reverse frankensteiner.
On the outside Kuk and Tony is trading punches over the guardrail, Kuk getting the advantage as he grabs a sign saying Kiss the Kuk! From a nearby fan and smashes into the face of Mcnail. Kuk climbs back over the rail and grabs the head of the staggering and bloodied Tony Mcnail, whipping him into the steel corner post.
Inside the ring Ricky Kimmel goes for the cover
...1...2... Kuk slides in grabbing Kimmel and throwing out of the ring between the ropes.
He then turns his attention to the rising David Dreadful, measuring him and then landing a knee to the gut and drilling him into the mat with the Killswitch Engage
...1...2...3 and David Dreadful is out!!!
Killconey: And it’s Kuk Killswitch with the first elimination! David Dreadful is out, in more ways than one, and it’s Kimmel, McNail, and Killswitch who remain!!!
On the outside Kimmel has gotten hold of the bloodied Tony Mcnail, landing a couple of rights, but Mcnail fights with body shots and then a thumb to the eyes of Ricky. Mcnail gets his second wind hammering away on the Extreme Kid before downing him with a brutal DDT on the floor. Tony looks out at the fans and then inside the ring, where Kuk is looking down, he reaches under the ring and produces a chair setting it up by the barricade and placing Ricky before backing up and charging crashing into his opponent with a cannonball senton.
A MPDUB chant erupts from the crowd as the two lie motionless tangled up on the arena floor. Finally Mcnail starts to move slowly getting to his feet and dragging up Ricky Kimmel, but suddenly out of nowhere Kuk comes flying out of the ring and onto the two men with a Suicide Dive.
All three are down, again Mcnail is the first to move. He stands and looks down on his two opponents deciding to grab Ricky Kimmel and drag him inside the ring. Slowly he gets the battered Ricky Kimmel to his feet and signals for The Mcnail, he drives Kimmel into the mat and covers
...1...2...3... and Ricky Kimmel is out!
Kuk Killswitch is slowly crawling back in the ring holding his neck, he gets to his feet and Mcnail and him stand face to face, both talking smack. Kuk is the first to act going for a right, but Tony suddenly spits blood in the face of Killswitch blinding the veteran and sets up for The Mcnail. Somehow Kuk reverses and locks in the Kimura. Chaos Campaign screams in pain, but refuses to give in as he screams “BREAK IT BREAK IT”. Killswitch lets go and drags them both back up looking for another Killswitch Engage, but Mcnail counters shifting his weight and landing in a cover
...1... Kuk kicks out
Both men slowly rises Tony still favoring his right arm as he launches himself towards his opponent, Kukky Cutter!!! Killswitch catches Mcnail and covers
...1...2...3... DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match... KUK KILLSWITCH!!!
Killconey: WHAT A MATCH!!! Killswitch and McNail both gave it their all! And in the end it seems Kuk Killswitch still has a few tricks up his veteran sleeve! This match saw all four men try their absolute best, and in the end, it was Kuk Killswitch who has proven he still has what it takes to entertain, and walk out a winner. Don’t go anywhere, up next we have a match for the Step Up! Title Tournament between David Alexander, and Apostle Kried!
[As we return David Alexander is already in the ring and Apostle Kried is walking down the ramp, taken his time to high five a few fans before sliding into the ring.]
Killconey: Welcome back to MPW Step Up! I’m Chris Killconey here with my partner Dennis... who seems to have found his way to the merchandise tables during the break.
[The color commentator has acquired himself a Kuk Killswitch t-shirt]
Dennis: I sure have, this guy is awesome... oh yeah, here’s your beer.
Killconey: What? What beer lad? I... I would never drink on the job... of course not... this is just... you know... some water to clear my throat... ha ha...
[He grabs the cup from Dennis and glares at him]
[The two meet up in the center of the ring showing sportsmanship as they shake hands.
The bell rings and the match starts. Alexander quick on the attack staggering the German with a standing dropkick and following up with an armdrag. Kried nods as he rises, David going for another kick, but its blocked by Apostle’s arms, which then come flying towards Alexander, who goes flying back to the mat. Apostle allows him to stand as the two circle each other, then lock up. Apostle switches to a rear tie up and flings Alexander over his head in a German suplex. Alexander rolls off the suplex onto his feet and catches Apostle with a kick to the head as he was rising. Apostle falls to the mat, but pops back up and dodges a clothesline from Alexander, grabbing him from behind in a rear naked choke. He holds it for a few seconds before pulling Alexander backwards and slamming him to the mat. Apostle goes for the cover here...
...1...2...
Alexander kicks out at two and rolls out to the ropes. Apostle gets to his feet, as does Alexander, and Alexander charges, going for a cross body. Kried cathes him and spins around in a scoop slam. He hooks the leg and goes for another cover...
...1...
Alexander kicks out even quicker this time, and climbs quickly to his feet, he goes as if to lock up, but instead grabs the leg of Kreid and pulls it out from under him, Alexander grabs the leg and drops to the side in a leg bar! Kried struggles for a bit, then is finally able to spin himself around and kick his leg loose. Alexander climbs up and shoves his foot into Apostle, who catches it, Alexander leaps and spins, trying to hit an Enzugiri, but the German ducks under and quickly twists Alexanders leg into a one legged Boston Crab.]
Killconey: Kried goes for the submission in what has been a very fast paced match.
[Suddenly Bill Adams comes walking out of the walkway, smirking as he strolls down the ramp. Apostle Kried immediately releases Alexander and glares at him. Bill Adams stops in front of the ring and starts taunting the big man.]
Killconey: As Sir Cunningham said... Bill Adams is allowed to be here... he just can’t touch anyone, which means that he isn’t... wait!!!
[David Alexander grabs Apostle between the legs and rolls him up in a school boy pin!
...1...2...
[Suddenly David Alexander clearly releases Kried just before the three is counted. Instead, he offers his hand and helps Kried up. The two both turn and glare at Bill Adams, who seems furious that Alexander did not steal the victory from Apostle. Suddenly, Titan slides into the ring behind the two and ambushes Apostle Kried, the bell rings as Titan pounds away on the German, who tries his best to fight back, Bill Adams slides into the ring as well and begins pounding on Apostle from behind. Eventually, the two teaming up on Kried is two much, and Titan lifts Kried into the air in gorrila press slam position.]
Killconey: What a dity move by Titan once again attack Apostle Kried
[Behind them David Alexander is up and jumping to the top rope looking to launch himself at Titan, but Titan sees it and before Alexander can get out of the way, Titan charges and shoves Apostle Kried into Alexander, sending both of them over the ropes and crashing into the steps outside the ring! Bill Adams calls out to Titan as Sir Nigel Cunningham comes storming out of the back, flanked by security guards, referees, other wrestlers, and even two police officers. Adams and Titan jump over the barrier and flee through the crowd, before they can get all the way out however, Sir Cunningham gets a hold of a microphone.]
Cunningham: ADAMS!!! You were given fair and final warning from the board itself, you knew what would happen, and you are going to find out exactly what was meant when I said SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL BE IN STORE FOR MR. BILL ADAMS!
[Sir Cunningham flings the mic to the ground, his eyes flaring with rage as he hops out of the ring and goes over to where Kried and Alexander are outside. Kried seems to have escape serious injury, and he is kneeling next to David Alexander, along with Jimmy Fatal, both of them calling out for the paramedics... the scene fades to black with the image of pain on David Alexander’s face.
Killconey: Welcome back everyone, clearly we are all upset and shocked by what has just taken place at the hands of Bill Adams, we are receiving initial information on the state of David Alexander, and it sadly does not look good. We will be sure to keep you posted if anything new comes out, and not that it matters, but the result of that match was never announced, so just to let everyone know, the final result was declared a victory to Apostle Kried, by way of disqualification. Up now we are going to see another tournament match, we have Siren facing Chicken.
Dennis: A shame about Mr. Alexander, but maybe staring at Siren will cheer us all up!
[Siren's theme is already playing and the Beautiful Nightmare is on her way down the ramp closely followed by Zeus Hall. She takes her time walking the ring steps and entering the ring between the ropes which Zeus holds open for her, she struts around the ring before finally settling in a corner.]
Peter Burrow: This match will be held under tournament rules, one fall, 30 minutes. Introducing first, from Mykonos Greece, SIREN!
[Hit That by Offspring starts playing, 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 Siren and Zeus laughing at him]
Peter Burrow: Her opponent, from Denver Colorado, weighing 138 pounds, CHICKEN!
[The bell rings and Chicken goes for a punch, but stops dead in his tracks as Siren stares straight at him. He looks out at the fans like he is asking, if its ok to hit her, but there is no time for an answer as Siren slaps him across the face sending him stumbling back, as she capitalizes with a Lou Thez press pummeling away on the surprised Chicken. Siren drags him back up and backs him into the corner with a couple of straight rights, before grabbing Chicken in a headlock and springboard off the second rope nailing him to the mat with a DDT, she floats into the cover
...1...2... Chicken kicks out.
Siren slams the mat in frustration, before once more dragging Chicken to his feet and sending him into the rope, she swings wildly as she goes for the clothesline, but Chicken ducks under and comes off the other side with a shoulderblock. Quickly he is back on his feet and looks to be going for a fistdrop, but once again he looks to the fans for approval, giving Siren time to land a low blow. Chicken staggers backwards as she gets to her feet once again going for a big punch, but Chicken ducks and she spins right into his arm, Chicken suddenly smiles widely as he dips her down and plants a big kiss on her lips. Siren thrashes around slamming her hand on the mat for the tap out, as Zeus storms into the ring to save her the bell rings. Chicken quickly slides to the outside looking a bit dazed by his own actions as he runs up the ramp with Zeus hot on his tail.
Peter Burrows: The winner of this match as the result of a... um... submission? Yes? Okay... a result of a submission... CHICKEN!!!
Killconey: What a win for Chicken! I do not know if I have ever seen such a tactic used in competition before, at least not as a submission maneuver...
Dennis: Is kissing even legal?
Killconey: Well, I don’t believe the rulebook says anything about it, maybe the next edition will need to clarify on that...
Dennis: Wrestling has a rulebook?
Killconey: Of course it does, I helped to write it! Now then, when we come back it will be Jimmy Fatal and Christian Carter in another Tournament match, so be sure to stay right here, on MPW Step Up!
Christian Carter and Jimmy Fatal are standing in the ring as the bell sounds to begin their match. They shake hands quickly in the middle of the ring. Fatal still looking a bit shook up from the events earlier with his partner David Alexander.
They start of in the collar and elbow lockup, both fighting for the advantage, Fatal coming out on top gaining control with an arm wringer. Carter quickly reverses the hold with a cartwheel and into a hammerlock, but Jimmy breaks free with a back elbow sending Carter staggering backwards, Fatal turns and levels Christian Carter with an STO and slaps on an armbar.
Slowly Carter fights his way back to his feet and breaks the hold with a couple of punches, he backpedals into the ropes and springs off with a flying leg lariat, cutting Fatal down. Christian rolls to his feet behind the rising Jimmy Fatal, sending him face first back onto the mat with a neckwhip. He follows up jumping to the ropes and diving off with a moonsault landing on the back of Jimmy Fatal, Carter rolls him over and covers
...1...2 Kick-out by Fatal
Christian Carter doesn't waste time quickly jumping to his feet and dragging up Fatal and whipping him into the corner, Carter follows landing a beautiful handspring back elbow. Jimmy slumps down in the corner as Carter once again backs up and charges landing a rope aided corner dropkick. Jimmy Fatal reels after air flapping around on the mat as a fish out of water. Christian Carter signals for the end as he pulls Jimmy back up setting him up for the Combustable Element, but Fatal somehow finds the strength to send Carter flying with a backdrop, Twisted Chaos scrambles to his feet and charges, but Jimmy is waiting and catches him with the Fatal Mistake, both are down, none of them moving as the referee starts the ten count
...1...2...3...4...
Both slowly start to move
...5...6...7
Fatal is up on his feet and staring at his opponent launching himself towards the kneeling Christian Carter and connecting with the Shinning Black. Jimmy gets back up dragging Carter with him before sending him back to the mat near the corner with a short arm clothesline.
Jimmy Fatal signals for the end as he points to the corner. Slowly and a bit shaky he climbs the turnbuckles and positions himself for the diving headbutt, he sails of the turnbuckles and right into a Sitout Facebuster from Carter, who quickly covers
...1...2...3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrows: The winner of this match as the result of a pinfall... CHRISTIAN CARTER!!!
Red lights start to flicker over the arena, as the 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 waveing across the screen, suddenly the music starts to distort and the heavy guitars of Metallica's Sad But True fills the arena as blooddripping 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 animalistic roar fading out with the music.
Smoke and fireworks explode from the stage as the silhouette of a 6'8 muscular man is shown through the fog and mist. Brandon Nytrus enters through the smoke to a huge ovation of boos and cursing. He slowly walks down the ramp with a devilish smirk on his face. He slowly walks up the steel steps and pauses before he enters through the ropes. He takes a look around the arena and then points to himself with his thumb and barks a few egotistical comments to the people in the arena. He enters slowly through the second rope and then climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He puts his arms up in the air, fist to fist above his head and poses there for a few seconds. After putting his hands down he then points to himself again and then barks some of the same comments once again before hopping down and patiently waiting for the match to start.
The two men goes nose to nose as the bell rings, not showing any fear for the other as they spew trash talk at each other. Nytrus is the first to break landing a heavy right to the Dane, who retaliates with one of his own, the exchange keeps going back and forth until Brandon Nytrus lands a knee to the midsection of the Danish Destroyer. Nyrtus runs for the ropes landing a clothesline to Primal, but with little effect. Primal tries the same, but with the same result. They stare at each other before the Dane lifts his hand inviting to a test of strength, The Hardcore Icon complies and the two lock up. Brandon Nytrus standing on his toes, exploiting his height advantage to force the Dane down, But Primal fights back using pure strength to bring them back to the status qou. Brandon lands another knee to the midsection of the Dane who doubles over breaking the hold. Nytrus locks in the headlocks and delivers a couple of hard forearm shots to the back of Primal, before hooking the near leg and sending Primal to the mat with a Fisherman's suplex. But Nytrus doesn't let go of the headlock, instead he drags them both back to their feet and lifts Primal upside down into the air before slamming him to the mat with the suplex sideslam, Brandon covers.
...1...2... Primal powers out, getting his shoulder up at the last second
Frustrated Nytrus drags the Dane back to his feet and sends him running catching him on the rebound with a violent Big Boot to the face, The Duke of Extreme towers over his opponent who starts to stir on the mat, he plants a boot to the neck of the Dane, before locking in a chinlock. Primal sneers and snarls refusing to give up, slowly he works his way up to his knees, but Nytrus releases his grip and jumps on the Danes back then locking in the hold again.
The Dane looks dazed as the referee lifts his hand and lets It fall to the mat 1, he lifts the arm again and lets go, but this time the Dane keeps it up. The crowd start to get behind him applauding as he slowly works his way up, lifting the confused looking Brandon Nytrus up on his shoulders. Finally Nytrus lets go of the hold and starts pounding the Danes face, Primal lets himself fall backwards crashing Brandon Nytrus to the mat with the Electric chair drop.
Both are down but moving trying to get to their feet, Nytrus is up first charging the Dane, but Primal moves forward and catches him with his signature Beast Bomb spinesbuster, he covers
...1...2... Nytrus kicks out
They both rolls to their feet and into the collar and elbow, Brandon ducking under and goes behind locking in the waist lock, but Primal reverses into a hammerlock, Nytrus reverses into one of his own. The Dane starts to power out turning around and twisting both their arms in the air, and this time Primal lands the knee to the gut. Brandon Nytrus doubles over and Primal locks in the double underhook flipping Brandon up and over with the suplex. Primal rises to his feet grabbing his rising opponent and whipping him to the ropes, using the momentum to lift Nytrus up on his shoulders and hitting the Death Valley Driver in one flowing movement. Quickly he drags Nytrus to the corner and steps up on the second turnbuckle facing the crowd. The Dane thrust hs arms out to the side and roars causing the crowd to pop, he grabs hold of the top rope and delivers the Danish Destroyer and covers
...1...2... The Hardcore Icon kicks out
Primal stares at Nytrus in disbelief, before mounting the corner for another spalash, but this time Nytrus gets his knees up. The Dane rolls around clutching his abdomen as Brandon Nytrus slowly gets to his feet, he walks over and looks down on his opponent with a sadistic smile, forcing Primal up by his hair and hoists him onto his shoulders, throwing the Dane over is head and down on his knee landing a big time gutbuster. Brandon lays out Primal underneath the corner and climbs the turnbuckle mocking the Danes pose to the fans who boo the big man as he gets ready to deliver a Danish Destroyer of his own, he jumps backwards but is caught by Primal who has somehow come up and under him. The Dane drops him face first on the top turnbuckle sending Nytrus staggering backwards and turning right into a gut kick from the Scandinavian Slayer, who hoists The Duke of Extreme onto his shoulder and plants him face first on the mat with the Primal Roar, he rolls Nytrus over
...1...2...3... DING DING DING!!!
Peter Burrow: The winner of this match, as the result of a pinfall... PRIMAL!!!
Killconey: Primal wins! And he clinches his spot in the elimination rounds! Wait a minute, what’s this?
[Chicken comes walking down the aisle, a coy smirk on his face. He leans on the apron of the ring, staring at Nytrus, who is slowly trying to get to his feet, Chicken shakes his head disapprovingly, Nytrus seems him and explodes. He charges towards Chicken who goes flying back up the ramp, he is stopped by Sir Nigel Cunningham, who has appeared on the ramp. Chicken hides behind him as he holds up a hand to Nytrus, who, while he doesn’t look happy about it, stops a few metres ahead of the Head Booking Manager.]
Cunningham: Now... gentlemen... both of you gentlemen, must understand that I have a problem here... I am left with the two of you tied for the elimination round spot... and that is something I just cannot have... Now I couldn’t help but overhear your little moment together backstage, and I have to say... I couldn’t agree more... I think a rematch is in order here... but not when you say so Mr. Nytrus, when I say so... and I say NEXT WEEK!!!
[The fans cheer as Nytrus glares at Chicken angrily. The scene fades as the camera lingers on the three men... Then the MPW logo appears as the broadcast ends.]