Sunday Night Superzone
December 19th, 1999
CWF Arena, Cincinnati, OH
(Scene opens in the parking lot of the CWF Arena. A jeep pulls into the parking lot, in the background, with Brett
Logan, Jason Logan, and "Livewire" Ken Sparks in the foreground, walking from their cars to their respective
locker rooms. The jeep speeds up and stops right in front of the three. Johnny Shades and Steve Johnson step out
of it.)
Surfer Dude: It is time for you guys to pay. I am just the man who is going to do it.
(Johnny Shades pulls out the Mr. SNS chair and lays out Brett and Jason Logan. Livewire starts to run but Steve
Johnson trips him up, and grabs him for SD who comes over and smashes the chair in Livewire's face, busting him
wide open.)
(Camera cuts to inside the CWF Arena, where "Fuel" by Metallica is playing, and a highlight reel of the
CWF Superstars is playing on the CWFTron. A burst of fireworks at the top of the ramp sets off a trail of sparks
down it, into the ring. Five giant gunshot-sounding pyrotechnics shoot off into the air, signifying the beginning
of Sunday Night Superzone. The camera cuts from the fixed angle, and jumps around the arena, zooming in on various
signs…they read "dWo For Life!", "How Many Druids Are There?", and "What is a Top of the
World Match?!" The cameras then melt into the announcer's table, where Matt Murdock, Vanessa McLure, and
Eric Masterson sit.)
Matt Murdock: Hello and welcome again to another edition of Sunday Night Superzone! What an opening from DTA!
Eric Masterson: That's for sure! Surfer Dude and Iceman have just taken out the Logans and Livewire. And why the
hell are Rocky Miller and Ricky Paige hanging from their feet over here by us??
Vanessa McLure: Just a moment…something else is going on in the back!!!
(The camera cuts to Cyclone and JV in the back locker room pounding away on Minister Massacre and Assassin. Iceman
and Surfer Dude walk past, waving Cyclone to head on to the ring. The DTA video clips start playing and "Whatever"
by Godsmack plays.)
Surfer Dude: Cyclone you are the leader DTA so start this interview.
Cyclone: Many people are gunning for the tag titles and in due time you will all receive your tag shots. You will
all fall to the intensity that is CPO and DTA. DTA isn't around to talk the talk and then not walk the walk. When
we make a claim we plan to back it up. So Druids we are sending you running with your tail between your legs.
JV: Druids, you think your so god damn hot. You take on two guys who had already planned a match but were unable
to have that match do to extreme circumstances. Those circumstances are you two or four assholes sneaking your
low-ranked asses in here. This is your first, last, and only chance. Savor it you fucking nobodies because this
is your five minutes of fame.
[JV hands the mic to Steve, who looks out at the audience for a moment and begins to speak]
Steve: Now see, there are a lot of people here running around yelling how DTA is dead, and DTA this, DTA that.........
Well that BULLSHIT stops right FU**BLEEEEEEEEP**ING NOW! Does this look dead to you???
[Steve walks over in front of each member, and slaps them on the chest]
Steve: DO we LOOK dead????? The way I see things........ Johnny fired a shot, JV fired a shot, hell, we ALL fired
shots last week. There are a couple of groups of guys running around here that feel they got something to prove.........
That feel they got more than anybody else. You know, they say that the only difference `tween the men and the boys
is the size of their toys.......... Well, last time I checked, we got the most expensive, we got the biggest and
baddest toys on the BLOCK!
Now onto these people who feel that they got something to prove........ Rulebreakers, don't feel bad, but quite
frankly...... YOU SUCK. Shut the hell up, sit the hell down, or DTA is going to have to SIT you down.
Now onto the REAL guys I want to talk about........ Asylum........ We already took out four of your guys. Hell,
We even took out Mr. "World Champion"!!! But you know what? It was a hollow victory. We still got one
left to go....... Murder One........ YOU'RE IT. We fired the shots, now lets get this bitch going because the way
I see it........ The CWF just isn't big enough for us all at the top. You better pray for your souls Asylum......
BECAUSE YOUR ASSES BELONG TO DTA!!!!!!!!!
[Steve hands the mic back to Surfer Dude]
Surfer Dude: Now, you can see DTA is one. This is just the start of the show. Just wait for when the matches start.
I have a feeling that someone is going home in pain. That person is not a DTA member. Minister I start the war
now lets get this thing started.
Oh, before we leave the ring. Miller and Paige you are going to stay there for the rest of the show. Then when
I feel like it I will cut you down, and watch you smack your heads on the ground, for badmouthing DTA.
["Whatever" by Godsmack plays, and DTA leaves the ring, also leaving Ricky and Rocky hanging, upside
down, from ropes, outside the ring.]
Eric Masterson: Big words from DTA! I guess they wanted to let everybody know that they were still around, you
know!
Matt Murdock: That's for sure! They were really cleaning house a few minutes ago, all over the place!
Vanessa McLure: I don't know about that, but I did hear Johnson. He checks his buddies' toys!
Matt Murdock: You always gotta twist things around, don't you?…
Vanessa: You know it!
Eric: Ugh…we'll be right back after this commercial break!
(The scene fades in to total darkness.
Only the moon shining above and the howl of the wolf in the background. The scene seems to flash for a moment,
as if following something too fast to see, flickering back and forth just on the edge of the vision. This lasts
for a few seconds, but long enough to disorient the viewer. The, from the darkness steps Alex Hart, shown from
the waist up in his classic trench and shades, the angle casting him in an eerie light.)
Can you handle the wolf that
lies within your soul...
(The scene rips through again, the
white blur seemingly closer this time before the scene focuses again on Hart.)
Do you dare unleash it upon
the rest of the world...
(The scene tears through another blur,
though this time a face shot of the wolf seemingly attacking the viewer. It fades out just as quickly to show a
tee shirt lying on the ground, the haunting eyes of the wolf staring out from the black depths on the front. A
wind blows it over to show the back, where it states simply in blood red letters "The Lone Wolf", and
in smaller lettering beneath it "Alex Hart".)
(A sudden flash of the wolf attacking the camera again flood the scene, then vanishes leaving the viewer only with
the words written on the screen, written in crimson... "Buy now.... if you dare..." )
Stalker vs Thomas "The Master Of Puppets" Blackheart
("Master Of Puppets" by Metallica plays…)
Loudmouth: First, coming to the ring… Thomas "The Master of Puppets" Blackheart. And his opponent…Stalker.
("Counterfeit" by Limp Bizkit plays and Stalker runs to the ring. The crowd boos him heavily.)
DING DING DING
Matt: The two men lock up and Stalker with the quick advantage and knocks Blackheart down. Blackheart is back up
and nails Stalker right below the belt.
Vanessa: Blackheart grabs Stalker and does a gorilla press slam! Stalker gets right back up and punches Blackheart.
Eric: The ref yells and says no closed fist punches. Blackheart grabs Stalker hits a quick DDT. Blackheart picks
him up by the hair and tosses him.
Matt: It was more off a half drag half toss.
Eric: Let's not get technical jackass.
Vanessa: He has a very nice ass, asshole.
Eric: Shut up.
Matt: Stop Cussing DAMN IT.
Vanessa: Eric you have a flat shapeless ass.
Matt: Back to the match people. Stalker now has control and hits a Stalkersault from the top rope.
Eric: I am sick and (CENSORED FOR 20 SECONDS.)
Matt: That's it your mic is pulled young man. We can't afford to censor your foul mouth. Now back to the match.
Stalker missed the blockbuster and Blackheart turned it into a chokeslam! Blackheart grabs Stalker and set him
up for a powerbomb.
Vanessa: He hits it!!!!
Eric: Why is the crowd standing up?
Matt: I dunno…
Vanessa: Back in the ring, Blackheart connects with a powerbomb, into a cover…one…two….Stalker kicks out!!!
Eric: Wait a minute, I know why! There's the newest CWFer, Night Stalker! Comin' down through the crowd! He
steps over the guardrail, and stands ringside. What is he up to?
Matt: I dunno, but the competition in the ring doesn't seem to notice too much! Blackheart has backed off of
Stalker a bit, and is watching him get up…
Eric: Stalker over by the ropes, struggling to his feet, he is up, and just as soon, Thomas Blackheart comes in,
and Irish whips him across the ring!
Matt: Stalker comes back…and is caught by Thomas! He lifts him into Guerrilla Press position…and OH MY GOD!
Eric: Thomas Blackheart just deposited Stalker over the top rope to the ground below! Right in front of Night
Stalker!
Vanessa: That Night Stalker guy, he is all dark and gloomy. What's up with that?
Matt: I dunno…but he looks like he's helping his namesake, Stalker up…wait a minute!
Eric: Night Stalker just kicks Stalker in the gut, and drops him to the mat with a High-Rise DDT! I think that's
called "Night Stalker's Revenge"!!
Matt: He picks up Stalker, and throws him into the ring. I think Stalker's done…
Vanessa: Blackheart picks up Stalker, and sets him up into chokeslam position…he picks up Stalker, turns around,
and falls to his knees, driving Stalker into the mat! That was The Puppets' String!
Matt: It's all over now…he makes the cover…one…two…THREE!!!
Chris "Loudmouth" Spracher: Your winner…Thomas "The Master Of Puppets" Blackheart!!!
("Master Of Puppets" by Metallica plays, as Blackheart celebrates. Suddenly, Night Stalker jumps into
the ring, and yells at Blackheart from behind. Blackheart turns around, and is met by a forearm, followed by a
front brainbuster.)
Matt: Good God! Night Stalker must have just wanted to show that he is not on Blackheart's side either! We'll
be right back!
("Carmina Burina" with an Ozzy Ozbourne twists plays, as Night Stalker leaves and the scene fades out.)
The Assimites vs Revolution
Chris Spracher: Ladies and Gents, this match is for one fall. Coming down the isle, the team of Mack and Ryan
McMichaels.
( "Shove It (My Own Summer)" by the Deftones plays. Mack and Ryan come out to a very mixed pop, though
mostly it is boo's. The smirk and walk by members of the crowd. )
Chris Spracher: And their opponents......
( At this point Chris pushes his ear piece into his ear as he receives a message from the CWF Production crew.
)
Chris Sparcher: And their opponent, The Loverboy, Micheal Torez.
("Cowboy" by Kid Rock plays. Michael Torez walks to ringside but stops mid way at the entry ramp. He
looks back and the entrance and waits for his partner, Ronnie Torture to appear. After a few seconds Michael looks
displeased and walks to the ring by himself. Mack and Ryan get HUGE grins on their faces. )
DING DING DING.
Matt: Wow, the other Assimilate, Ronnie Torture isn't here! Looks like the debut of this team won't be all that
spectacular after all!
Vanessa: You sound excited, I'm sure you don't like Ronnie and Michael's actions but, are you now a fan of Mack
and Ryan?
Matt:.......
Eric: Ryan and Mack jump the gun and double clothesline Torez. Torez is down and Ryan and Mack pick him up and
HOTSHOT him across the ring rope. Torez falls back and grasps his neck. Oh man he can't get any air.
Vanessa: Hhhmmm, I thought that "Loverboy" would be better then this. I think Mack and Ryan are LOOK-ING
good.
Matt: Torez tries to get up but Ryan sweeps his leg and Mack gives Torez an elbow. C'mon Mike Falling, get some
order!
Eric: Finally Mike Falling makes Ryan leave the ring. Mike's not that bad of a guy. He doesn't tape backstage
conversations.
(CLICK)
Eric: What was that?!
Vanessa: Umm, nothing. Nothing at all.
Matt: Mack picks up Torez but Torez counters with an eye gauge then an atomic drop! Mack grabs his own backside
in pain.
Eric: Now Torez springboards off the middle ring rope and does a moonsault onto a standing Mack. Mack hits the
mat and Torez covers.
MF: One..............two...
Vanessa: No! Mack gets a shoulder up.
Matt: Ryan comes in and Torez knocks him down with a standing sidekick. Mack rolls up Torez from behind and Mike
Falling goes down for the count.
MF: One..................two...
Eric: Torez kicks out and lays the boots to Mack. Ryan is still down and groggy on the ring apron. Mack rolls
outside BUT Torez does a baseball slide and Mack goes headfirst into the steel guardrail.
Vanessa: Torez is doing a great job by himself, but I'm still wondering where the hell Ronnie Torture is. Maybe
he and Head Exec Jay couldn't reach a contract negotiation.
Matt: That sure wouldn't be good for Torez if that is the case. Ryan comes over and hits Torez and puts Torez
back in the ring
Eric: Ryan picks up Mack and throws him inside too. Mack covers Torez and Ryan holds Macks legs for leverage.
MF: One...........two..............three!
Vanessa: Yes Mack and Ryan win!!! I knew Torez wasn't cut out for the CWF...wait what's that idiot ref doing?
Matt: He saw Ryan holding Macks legs, he's undoing the three count. The match continues!
Eric: Mack is livid! He's screaming at the ref! And wait, I here some type of music. It isn't any song I recognize,
Matt?
Matt: I have no clue. Vanessa?
Vanessa: I don't know, maybe it's one of those cool songs on TRL, not…
(The song mixture continues to play as Ronnie Torture appears in the entrance. He walks down to the ring slowly
and hops up on the ring apron. He enters the ring but Michael Falling doesn't allow him inside the ring. He directs
him to stay on the apron. Ronnie Torture stays on the apron. Torez looks at him and makes a frown at first.
)
Matt: Here is the other Assimite!!! Into the frying pan for Mack and Ryan I'd say.
Eric: Mack picks up Torez for a running powerslam but Torez wiggles free and pushes Mack into the turnbuckle,
Mack hit his sternum very hard and goes down.
Vanessa: Torez crawls over to his partner and.....he does NOT make the tag. Instead he goes over to Mack and
gives him a brainbuster!! Ryan is in and Torez gives him a backbody drop.
Matt: Ryan is up and Torez clothesline's him over the top rope. Ryan goes to the outside. Mack is up and superkicks
Torez right in the face as Torez turned around. Torez falls down and Mack yells something at Torture.
Eric: It's really breaking down here at CWF arena in Cincinnati. The Assimites make their debut, one is late,
they put up a great showing against Mack and Ryan but yet there seems to be dissention with the Assimilates that
could cost them the match!
Vanessa: Mack should be going for the cover, come on Mack get the cover and get the win you so richly deserve.
Matt: OKAY Vanessa. Did you take your medication today?
Vanessa: Did you take your viagra?
Eric: Mack gets the cover, Falling counts.
MF: One.................two..........
Matt: Ronnie Torture breaks it up and yells something back at Mack. Mack is up and pushes Torture, Torture just
laughs and goes back to the apron. Ryan is getting up on the outside after the clothesline.
Eric: Torez hooks onto Mack and hits a German suplex! Nice German suplex by Torez. Not to be confused with Taurus,
the hardcore rookie in CWF.
Vanessa: Oh Taurus, he is HARDCORE.
Matt: Getting back on track........Torez goes over the Ronnie, and he makes the TAG.
Eric: Well now we'll finally see what the other Assimite can do. Ronnie gives Mack and jawbreaker and then follows
it up and a northern lights suplex. Ryan is up on the apron and Torez makes the blind tag. Torez is in and tells
Ronnie to go back outside. Ronnie does so.
Matt: Now Torez is in but Mack kicks him, Mack throws Torez into Ryan but Torez reverses it. Mack collides with
Ryan and Mack goes down. Torez covers Mack.
MF: One................two....................three!!!!
Chris Spracher: Your winners, the Assimites!!!
Eric: It looks like Torture is confronting Torez…Torez shakes his head, and storms off. Torture stands there
for a few seconds, and then exits through the crowd…
'The Insane Luchador' Guerrero Azteca vs Steve "Iceman" Johnson
(Christopher Spracher begins to speak as the crowd prepares for the next match)
Spracher: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall....Introducing first, hailing from Acapulco
Mexico, at 6' 1", and weighing in at 252 lbs., wearing black with red ("Desperado" begins to play,
as Azteca begins his entrance) The Insane Luchador, Guerrero Azteca!
(Azteca makes his way to the ring, and prepares for the match)
Spracher: (As "Enter Sandman" begins to play) And introducing next, hailing from Lawton, Oklahoma, at
the height of 6' 5" and weighing in at 265 lbs., wearing black, Steve "Iceman" Johnson..
(Johnson climbs in the ring, and the bell sounds.)
Eric Masterson: Well guys, this should be good, both of these guys love what they do.
Vanessa: Oh yeah, real good, the little Mexican monkey boy, against snow man
Murdock: Sorry, but that's Iceman, get your facts straight woman.
Masterson: Here we go folks. Both men are lunging at each other to start, and it is Guerrero with the takedown.
Iceman is quick to recover, since in his past, he has taken beatings.
Vanessa: Yeah, cause that's all he can take
Murdock: Shut-up
Masterson: Iceman is back up, and he has Azteca in a standing rear chinlock. He is putting a lot of pressure
on, trying to wear down Azteca. Azteca lays in with the elbows, and makes his way out of the move. Now he turns,
and begins a series of right hands, one, two, three, four...and...whoa Iceman counters with a beautiful punch to
the jaw. Azteca is reeling, and Iceman throws him to the canvas with a scoop slam. Azteca jumps back up quickly,
and, oh! a Super Kick to the side of Iceman's head.
Murdock: That will teach him to taunt…
Masterson: Now Azteca is on the offense, with a quick arm drag, and another. He is frustrating Iceman. A kick
the gut and swinging neck-breaker from Azteca, he is really pounding along hard. He jumps right on Iceman, and
begins to twist his arm into an arm-breaker, but Iceman counters, and goes for the pin,
Jordan Jones: One...
Masterson: Oh, only a one count.
Vanessa: What was he thinking!
Murdock: Well, if it was anything, it was more than what you do.
Masterson: Both men are up, and Steve Johnson gets a running shoulder block on Guerrero, but it doesn't take him
down. Johnson goes for another, but Guerrero remains standing. Out of frustration tries a jumping dropkick...but
Guerrero was too quick, and counters the move with a powerbomb. He runs to the ropes, bounces, and lands his patented
Asai Moonsault. He drags Johnson of the mat, and whips him to the corner, and he splashes the daylights out of
him. Johnson just falls to the mat. Guerrero turns to taunt.
Murdock: He has an advantage, he should take it.
Masterson: Johnson is slow to his feet, but he gets over to Guerrero, turns him around, and bang, he just landed
the Tiger Driver. He makes a cover.
Jones: One, Two...
Masterson: Oh, he got out at two. What a close call!! Both men are tangling again, and Guerrero is once again
laid to the mat, this time by Johnson's "rock bottom" like maneuver.
Murdock: What a match!
Vanessa: If you call this crap fest a match.
Masterson: Johnson doesn't try for a cover, what a mistake. Instead, he pulls Guerrero up, and whips him into
the ropes. He swings for a lariat, and Guerrero ducks, spins, and gives Johnson a lariat of his own. Guerrero
drags him up, and starts to pound away at his gut. Johnson tries to counter with a Irish whip, but Guerrero twists
his arm, and flips Johnson on his back. Still holding onto Johnson's arm, Guerrero picks him up, and sends him
to the corner. Guerrero lands a beautiful back heel kick, and Johnson stumbles a few steps away from the corner.
Guerrero runs, jumps off the second rope, twists, and he catches the head of Johnson, and whips him around for
a Tornado DDT. Big Move!
Murdock: You ain't kiddin'.
Masterson: Guerrero climbs the turnbuckle, and tries for his twisting plancha but Johnson rolls aside. He climbs
to his feet, pulls Guerrero with him, and latches onto his throat. We know what this means. CHOKESLAM! Guerrero
is down. The cover...
Jones: One, two...
Murdock: Another near fall.
Masterson: Now both men are exchanging blows. Finally Johnson flips Guerrero with a hip-toss, but Guerrero is
right back up, and gives Johnson a chop to the chest, then a side-stepping martial arts kick to the head.
Murdock: Brutal!
Vanessa: I think it was just plain lame.
Masterson: Now Guerrero is putting his knees into Johnson's chest over and over. How much can Johnson take.
Guerrero finally stops, but only because he wants to try something a little stronger. He hooks Johnson up, and
lifts him high into the air, holds him, and down, what a brain buster.
Murdock: Nobody can take that and live
Vanessa: You can if you don't have a brain to bust
Masterson: Guerrero with a big moonsault of the top, and then another from a standing position, amazing. He has
Johnson up again, and takes him back down with standing Hurricanrana. Somehow Johnson stands back up, and he begins
to just beat on Guerrero. His hardcore background is serving him well at the moment. He tries for a big right
hand, but no, Guerrero ducks, and pulls him into a crucifix like hold, runs, lifts him up to a powerbomb hold,
and plants him firmly on the ground. But Johnson gets up right away, OH MY GOD! Johnson has Guerrero up for a
powerbomb, but turns it into another choke-slam. Johnson turns to the crowd again, and Guerrero gets back to his
feet. Johnson turns around, ducks a karate chop, and picks Guerrero up for a sidewalk slam. Guerrero is squirming,
and he manages to get loose. He runs up the turnbuckles, flips, and catches Johnson with a foot to the face.
After about ten seconds in a sleeper hold, both men are back up. Guerrero is up on top, and he leaps for a somersaulting
dive, and lands it. When he pulls Johnson back up, Johnson starts to pummel him again, then lifts him up for suplex,
and then again for a fall-away slam. It looks like trouble for Guerrero.
Vanessa: When doesn't it.
Masterson: Guerrero is trying to get back up, and Johnson helps him the rest of the way, only to get a quick eye
poke in. Johnson tries another sidewalk slam, and this time Guerrero reverses with a DDT. Oh no!, Guerrero scoops
up Johnson, and turns it into a pile driver of sorts, and right by the corner. This could be bad...Guerrero is
up on top, and he signals for the La Revolution. He leaps, flips, and boom, he lands it, he hit Johnson with his
450-Splash. This one is over.
Vanessa: Did it ever start.
Murdock: I told you once before, shut-up
Masterson: The ref is counting.
Jones: One, Two, Three!!
(The ref signals for the bell)
Murdock: This one is all over folks.
Spracher: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, The Insane Luchador, Guerrero Azteca!
(Guerrero's music begins to play again, as he makes his way to the exit, and Jordan Jones helps Johnson to his
feet.)
Murdock: Tough break for Johnson, he was counting on a win here tonight.
Vanessa: When did he learn to count, ha ha.
Masterson and Murdock: Shut-up!
Masterson: Uh oh…I smell trouble…here come Murder One and Minister Massacre!! They pass by the exiting Guerrero…they
get to ringside, and Murder One climbs up into the ring…
Murdock: Him and Johnson get into a shouting fight, and…Massacre from behind!! He yells at Johnson….FIREBALL
IN JOHNSON'S FACE!! GOOD LORD!!
McLure: YES! YES! YES!
Masterson: Paramedics!!! MEDICS!! CUT TO A COMMERCIAL!!!
Merlin "G-Crusher" Reynolds vs Derek Demise NON TITLE
("Anthem of the Year 2000" by Silverchair plays as Derek Demise walks out onto the ramp. The fans give
him a small pop and he walks to the ring. He jumps in and raises his hand to another small pop from the crowd.
He waits his opponnent)
McLure: This guy looks pretty good!
("For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica plays as G-Crusher steps out onto the ramp. The fans give him
a huge pop as he comes to the ring. He slides in and he raises his hand to a bigger pop that demise got)
DING DING DING
Masterson: There going at it, and this match is not the Peoples Title people, remember that.
Murdock: Thats right, Crusher goes against the ropes and does a drop kick on the Demise.
McLure: Demise is up and he grabs Crusher and picks him up and powerbombs him.
Masterson: Crusher up and Demise grabs him again, he has Crusher up, oooh Piledriver!
Murdock: Crusher up quick and he does a dropkick to the Demise. He Picks the Demise up and does a spinnin roundhouse
kick, that was awesome.
McLure: Demise up and he takes a Hurricanranna from Livewire.
Masterson: Demise back up and Crusher tries for a superkick but the Demise grabs him by the foot and throws him
down.
Murdock: Livewire gets back up quickly and the Assassin knocks him right back down. Livewire just can't fase the
Assassin.
McLure: Demise picks Crusher up and does a T-Bone Suplex on Crusher.
Masterson: Crusher trips up Demise and both men are on the ground.
Murdock: Both men up now, and the Demise clotheslines Crusher.
McLure: Crusher up quickly and he does a moonsault followed by a DDT.
Masterson: Crusher with another superkick to the Demise.
Murdock: Demise is up and he counters with a spinebuster.
McLure: Demise picks up Crusher and does an inverted piledriver. G-crusher is holding his head, and Demise goes
for a pin.
1....2...
Masterson: Kickout by Crusher. Crusher up and he does another superkick to the Demise.
Murdock: Crusher with a cross body block to Demise. Demise up and he takes a DDT from Crusher, he's a madman tonight.
McLure: Yeah I'd have to say he's the better wrestler so far tonight, but the match is not over yet!
Masterson: Crusher goes up top and does a missile drop kick off the top ropes, and goes for a pin.
1...2..
Murdock: Kickout by demise. That was a real fast count.
McLure: Yes it was.
Masterson: Crusher up and he gets clotheslined by Demise.
Murdock: Demise with a monster DDT followed by another DDT. Demise with a pin.
1...2...
McLure: Kickout, That was close
Masterson: Yes it was.
Murdock: Crusher up and he DDT's the Demise.
McLure: Now he's leaving the ring looking for a chair. He finds one and climbs back in the ring.
Masterson: He goes to hit Demise but the ref takes the chair from him. Crusher is mad but he continues.
Murdock: Crusher is nailed from the side while he's talking to the ref! Demise against the ropes and clothesline
on Crusher.
McLure: Crusher gets up and kicks Demise in the gut. Hes got him on the ground, and yes G-Crush!!!
Masterson: Demise hurting, he needs to make it to the ropes
Murdock: Demise crawling over and yes, he got the ropes. The ref makes Crusher let go of the move.
McLure: Crusher is mad with that one. Crusher kicks Demise and gives him a Crucifix Powerbomb.
Masterson: G-Crusher goes for a pin.
1.....2....
Murdock: NO!!! Kickout at the last second by Demise.
McLure: Demise up and him and Crusher exchange blows to the head. Crusher ducks a clothesline and does another
superkick on Demise
Masterson: Crusher is against the ropes and he comes with an elbow drop on Demise. Crusher with the advantage now!
McLure: Demise up and he meets a boot to the face by Crusher. Demise in pain falls to the ground!
Masterson: Crusher goes for a leglock but Demise kicks him and knocks him down. Demise up and he starts to kick
Crusher while he's down!
Murdock: Crusher catches a foot and throws him down. He gets up and calls for it again. He's trying and yes he's
got the G-Crush on him again. Hems got him in it perfectly, and demise can't get to the ropes. He's tapping, Crusher
wins!!!
DING DING DING
Ring Announcer: Your winner G-Crusher!!!
McLure: What a match this was!
Masterson: Yes and it was an impressive win by G-Crusher.
Desmond Destiny vs The Prodigy
Matt Murdock-This should be a great matchup coming up. First we have an Asylum member in Desmond Destiny. He's
one tough mamma jamma. He'll be taking on The Prodigy. Now that guy has some potential, and I think he'll fare
quite well against the former IC champion. Let's get down to ringside!!
Chris "Loudmouth" Spracher-First, making his way down the aisle. Weighting in at 250 lbs and hailing
from Trenchtown, Jamaica. He's a member of the Asylum. He is DESMOND DESTINY!!! (Destiny walks down to the ring,
carrying a burning US flag, and stands in the corner, awaiting the Prodigy) And his opponent, weighting in tonight
at 290 pounds...He hails from Glascow, Scotland..HE IS THE PRODIGY!!
("Batwitdaba" by Kid Rock hits the PA system. The Prodigy runs to the ring and attacks DD)
Eric Masterson-HOLY SHIT!! Did you see how quick Prodigy hit the ring!! He's pounding away now on DD. He sets DD
up, and DD lands hard on the canvas after that suplex!! Prodigy's fired up!! He picks DD up and bodyslams him to
the canvas. He goes off the ropes, but misses with the elbow!!!
Vaness Mclure-DD is soooo hot!! You think I've got a chance?
Murdock-Shut the hell up!! DD picks Prodigy up into a headlock and excecutes a vicious DDT!! COVER.....
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TH.....NO!! Prodigy kicks out and both men are back to their feet!!
Masterson-I don't believe it!! What a fast paced matchup!! Both men now lock up!! Prodigy gets whipped to the ropes
and ducks a clothesline, off the ropes again and Prodigy hits a flying cross body!! Cover!! 1......2....KICKOUT!!
Mclure-You sure DD wouldn't go out with me?
Murdock-Shut up!! Sheesh your such a little sl.....Prodigy picking DD up by the hair now and whips him into the
corner and follows it up with a clothesline!! DD on his back and Prodigy's climbing the ropes and hits an elbow
to the small of the back!! OH that's gotta hurt!!
Masterson-Damn right!! Prodigy fails to go for a cover and that could be a mistake!! He picks him up and whips
DD to the ropes!! OHH!! Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on DD!! Prodigy stands up and salutes the crowd!!
Murdock-That could be another mistake on Prodigy's fault, 'cause DD is up!! And DD turns the Prodigy around and
nails right after right!! Prodigy hits the ground!! DD picks him up by the hair and sets him up for a bodyslam!!
HOLY SH.....DID YOU SEE THAT!! He threw him from the ring to the floor and Prodigy's hurt on the outside!!
McClure-OH MY!! DD is looking even better hitting that poor man!!
Masterson-Have you no compassion!! Prodigy could be Friggin dead and all you're worried about is how ripped DD
is!! You need to learn how to put your hormones aside woman!! Sheesh!! Anyway, DD setting up on the ring apron,
and he nails an elbow onto the Prodigy!! Prodigy's hurtin'!! Both men are on the outside but not for long!! DD
throws Prodigy into the ring and covers!!
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THREE!! WE HAVE A WIN.....WAIT!! Ref's only holding up two fingers!! I wanna know how Prodigy kicked out!!
Murdock-I don't know either, Masterson!! I don't know!! DD is pissed. He picks up Prodigy and slams him down to
the canvas. He's climbing to the top!! ELBOW!!! He nails it!! Cover!!
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NO!! Prodigy still kicks out!! And DD's hopping mad!!
McLure-He's even sexier when he's mad!!
Masterson-Shut the hell up, would ya!! DD picks up Prodigy and puts on a headlock!! But Prodigy is fighting back!!
Man does this kid have fight!! Elbow after elbow to the stomach!! Prodigy hits the ropes and nails DD with a clothesline!!
DD is down!!
Murdock-Man Prodigy just elbowed DD. Prodigy slaps a front face lock on DD and hits a DDT!! It's over!!
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NO!! DD kicks out!! Both these men are taking serious beatings!! Prodigy goes to the outside and grabs a chair!!
He's back in the ring!! NO!! Don't hit him with the chair!! He raises it, but NO!! The ref grabs the chair. Prodigy
yells at the ref!!
Masterson-But DD is up!! He taps Prodigy on the shoulder and hits him with a right!! Off the ropes...THE GATEWAY
TO DESTINY!! HE HIT IT!! THIS ONE'S OVER!! COVER.....
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THREE!! Your winner, Desmond Destiny!!
Vanessa-Man is he hot!! Way to go DD!!
("Judgement Day" by Method Man hits the loudspeaker and DD leaves the ring. Prodigy is still laying in
the ring with his hands over his face. The ref helps him up and he also exits the ring)
Murder One vs Blackbird 13
Loudmouth: For the next match....
(Mariah Carey's "Heartbreaker" plays as Shawn Temp walks to the announcer's booth and displaces Matt
Murdock from the announcer's booth.)
Shawn Temp: Hello Vanessa, other guy...
Eric Masterson: I-i-it`s Shawn Temp!!! Hi Shawn how are..
Vanessa McLure: Hey sexy boy, now this table has someone who is as good looking as I am!
Shawn Temp: Well, almost as good lookin' as you are, whoo! Hey, you, other guy, who are you?
Eric Masterson: I`m Eric Maste....
Shawn Temp: Nevermind, I don't really care, you're worthless. What, did you think I was gonna say "it doesn`t
matter what your name is"?
(Vanessa McLure smiles at Shawn.)
Eric Masterson: This is gonna be a looooong match....
Loudmouth: Introducing first in this CWF Intercontiental and DWO United States Title bout,
standing 6'10 and weighing in at 325 pounds, he is the CWF Intercontinetal Champion, Murder One!!!
(Murder One walks down to the ring as "O, Fortuna" by Carl Orff blares over the loudspeakers.)
Loudmouth: His opponent, standing 6`5 and weighing in at 265 pounds, the current DWO United States Champion, Blackbird
13!!!
("Down Came A Blackbird" by Lila McCann plays as Blackbird 13 walks to the ring. He gets in the ring
and the bell sounds.)
Eric Masterson: Blackbird and Murder One lock up, Murder One easily overpowers Blackbird 13 right into the corner.
The ref tries to get M1 to break....Murder One with a shot to Blackbird`s head! Blackbird spits in his eye! Murder
One isn't taking kindly to that, however, punching Blackbird. BB13 hits the floor hard! Murder One now going for
a spinning toe hold. Blackbird not giving up this early, but M1 definitely has the edge.
Vanessa McLure: Blackbird 13 is gonna have to do better than this if he wants to win. Murder One pulls Blackbird
to his feet... oh, a powerbomb setup!! OWW! Murder One just powerbombed Blackbird 13. That`s gonna leave a mark.
Shawn, what do you think about this
match?
Shawn Temp: The murder dude is really puttin' a number on Blackie.... but I have a question. What`s up with the
numbers? Murder ONE, Blackbird THIRTEEN, really. Oh well.. Whoa! I didn`t know he could do that!!!
Eric Masterson: Fans, while Mr. Temp was ranting, you just saw it, but Murder One just threw Blackbird 13 over
the guardrail on the outside. M1 is now going out to follow up, but Blackbird has grabbed someone`s beer. Right
in the eyes of M1 with that beer! Now Blackbird is throwing Murder One towards the stands..... OW! M1 hits the
stand! That`s gonna hurt! Aren`t there rules to this match?!
Vanessa McLure: Well, I think the ref realizes what`s at stake. He`s tryin to get them back in the ring now though.
They are heading this way. Blackbird is carrying Murder One towards the ring now. Throws him over the guardrail.
Murder One stumbles into the ring. Blackbird follows. Blackbird made the mistake of letting M1 get up though, M1
stomping on Blackbird now. Shawn, any important statements?
Shawn Temp: Yeah, what are you doing tonight?
Vanessa McLure: Nothin, yet.
Shawn Temp: You are now.
Vanessa McLure: What are we gonna do?
Shawn Temp: Well...
Eric Masterson: Hate to interrupt, but Murder One is really giving Blackbird 13 a wrestling clinic. A suplex by
Murder One, Blackbird is down. Murder One about to go for a Figure Four... Blackbird kicks him off, knowing that
could be his end. Blackbird gets up... he just reached in his pants, Blackbird 13 just reached in his pants!
Shawn Temp: He had to adjust his belt, that`s all!
Vanessa McLure: Well, he has something on his hand, and he`s unloading on Murder One! Whatever it was, he just
tossed it out of the ring though, and now he`s choking Murder One with the bottom rope. The ref counts 1..2..3..4..
Blackbird breaks. Blackbird heading outside the ring.
Eric Masterson: Blackbird 13 getting a table from under the ring. Now he`s setting it up, and hitting the top to
make sure it`s sturdy. Blackbird gets on the apron.. wait, Murder One is up, M1 just nailed Blackbird! Blackbird
goes through the table he set up! Murder One stays in the ring, which is probably a good idea. Blackbird will have
to come after him now.
Shawn Temp: Blackbird will get up and take him out, I have confidence in him.
Vanessa McLure: Hey, Shawn, Murder One is pointing at you!
Shawn Temp: I don`t care. If that`s what makes him feel all.... special!
Eric Masterson: While that exchange was taking place, Blackbird has seemed to have disappeared...
Vanessa McLure: No, he hasn`t! He`s comin from the other side of under the ring! He sneaks up behind Murder One
and spins him around!
Shawn Temp: Oh!!! The Last Flight powerbomb! It`s over, good night!
Eric Masterson: The ref is in place. 1..2.. NO! Murder One kicked out of Blackbird`s finisher. Blackbird quick
to his feet, Murder One getting up as well. Murder One with a wild swing, Blackbird ducks.
Vanessa McLure: Blackbird with a REVERSE powerbomb! Wow! I`ve never seen Blackbird do that before! Now Blackbird
with a cover, 1..2..3! Blackbird 13 is the new CWF Intercontiental Champion, plus he keeps his DWO United States
Championship.
Shawn Temp: So what, I`m the DWO Television Champion…
Eric Masterson: What a match! Now Blackbird 13 is in the ring with a mic.
BLACKBIRD 13: I told you so, Murder One, I told you so! I hold BOTH titles now. I also want to introduce the first
member of the DWO, Shawn Temp, and the second member of the DWO, Thomas "Master Of Puppets" Blackheart.
(Thomas Blackheart comes out and Shawn Temp leaves the booth. Both men get in the ring with Blackbird 13.)
BLACKBIRD 13: You see before you only three men, and I`m sure you aren`t scared yet. CWF, keep underestimating
me, and keep thinking I am a pushover, because I am the master of playing with your pathetic heads. So, as time
passes and we take control, you will once again wonder why you didn`t listen when Blackbird 13 gave you the chance.
Quote the Blackbird, Nevermore.
SHAWN TEMP: Tsk, tsk, this is gonna be fun. Blackbird`s gonna kill you people, then I`m gonna stand over ya and
make stupid faces! And ya know what you can do about it? Nothin! Later, losers!
(Blackbird 13 and Thomas Blackheart leave. Shawn Temp leaves with them, talking to the both of them as they leave
the arena.)
Minister Massacre vs Alex Hart for the CWF Heavy Metal Championship
Chris: Ladies and Gents the following is for the CWF Heavy Metal Title. It is for one fall and will be fought under
normal rules.
(A wolf howls and Alex Hart steps onto the entry way. He stands there, like a lone wolf and a red light shines
on him. "Hill of the Skull" plays as Alex Hart walks slowly to ringside. He doesn't show much emotion
and does not let the crowd effect him. )
Chris: And his opponent, the reigning CWF Heavy Metal Champion, Minister Massacre.
("Battle for Heaven" by Glenn Dazig plays. Massacre walks out with Isis. She carries the syth and a
pocketbook, and Massacre walks down the aisle with the Heavy Metal Title. Blood sprinkles on them from the ceiling.
Massacre licks the blood and smiles. They enter the ring. )
Matt: Okay this match should be great. Massacre and Hart lock up in a collar and Elbow tie up. Hart gets an arm
drag take down and turns it into a code red, submission move very early in this match up.
Eric: Massacre once the World Champion is now the CWF Heavy Metal Champion, though Hart can win it here tonight.
Massacre gets to the ropes and Hart releases the hold. Hart gets up and lifts Massacre up for a vertical suplex,
nice suplex.
Vanessa: I gotta give Hart credit, that was a nice textbook suplex he had there. Now Hart grapevines Massacres
leg and does a spinning toe hold. And again. And one more time Three times, just tearing on the ligament of Massacre.
Matt: This could be a good strategy by Hart. Take away the leg, take away the Bloody Benediction. Hart hooks a
leg and whirls around for a figure four but Massacre kicks him into the turnbuckle and Hart his sternum first.
Eric: Hart now grabs his chest and his out of breath. Massacre is up and gives him a big boot to the back of the
head. Hart is down and Massacre stomps a mud hole in him. Hart is getting kicked on the back, in the head, anywhere
and everywhere. Massacre is pissed.
Vanessa: Hart the guy that every CWF stable wanted, he isn't looking so hot now , is he boys? NO he isn't. Go Massacre!
Matt: Hart is allowed to get up and Massacre lifts him up, back drop suplex. Hart who is a suplex Master being
showed up by Massacre in a sense.
Eric: Massacre his a big leg drop and mocks Hulk Hogan, the CWF fans LOVE this. Now Massacre goes up top, and comes
down with a flying elbow. The BIG man can fly.
Vanessa: Hart is getting beat like the virgin Massacre said he was.
Matt: Massacre now spits on Hart and Jordan Jones yells at Massacre. Massacre ignores him and just walks away.
Isis laughs. Not quite sure why Isis is here. I thought she was Murder Ones' thrall.
Eric: Who knows. Hart is up and gives Massacre a clothesline. Hart falls back on the ring ropes and catches a breather.
Now Hart, who got a few seconds to recoup is back up and gives Massacre a snap suplex. Nice execution by Hart.
Matt: Massacre is up but Hart hits a drop kick. Nice move by the 6'11 CWF'er. Massacre goes outside but Hart doesn't
follow. He knows Massacre is at his best on the floor.
Vanessa: He's a chicken.
Eric: Yeah right!
Vanessa: Boc! Bock Bock!!
Matt: Shut up…sheesh…
Eric: Massacre outside, recooperating, Jordan Jones is counting him down…Isis is consoling Massacre.
Matt: Wait a minute…Isis just handed Massacre something!
Eric: I don't think Referee Jones saw that one…anyway, Massacre slides back in the ring, as Isis steps up onto
the apron.
Matt: I think they are going to use whatever Isis handed Massacre! Jones is tied up by Isis, and Massacre pulls
out…A Tampon?
Vanessa: I knew there was a lot of blood around…but I didn't know that was the cause!
Matt: Wait a minute…he flips off the top, and throws it at Hart, who immediately ducks! He was waiting for that
one!
Eric: The contents spill out of the container, and a pile of black powder forms. Hart's reflexes saved him there
from the trick Massacre used last week against Surfer Dude!
Vanessa: Massacre, a little shocked, isn't ready, and Hart takes advantage by grabbing him, and flipping him over
his head with a powerful Vertical Suplex! Massacre lands right in the powder and immediately starts coughing!!
Matt: Hart grabs the container, tosses it out of the ring, and makes a cover…Jones turns around, and slides down
next to the two men…one! two! Thr- Massacre gets a shoulder up!
Eric: Hart back up, not wasting any time, stomping on the chest and shoulder area of Massacre. Jordan Jones steps
in, breaking the two men up. Massacre struggles to his feet. He is up, and the two men lock up.
Matt: Massacre gets the upper hand, whipping Hart into the corner…no, Hart reverses it, sending Massacre into
the turnbuckle! He follows it up, with a shoulder, but is met with a boot to the face by Massacre!
Eric: The Minister falls to the mat, and rolls out of the ring, dragging Hart out with him. Jordan Jones begins
to count the two men out.
Vanessa: What is Isis doing? She's getting something…a TABLE? Out from under the ring! She sets it up behind
Massacre, who picks up a piece of the steel step, and tosses it at Hart, who dodges out of the way.
Matt: Hart does not like to be outside the ring, especially with someone as cruel as Massacre. Isis is back up
on the turnbuckle, distracting Jones…Massacre reaches into his pants and grabs…STEEL KNUCKLES!
Eric: He puts 'em on, and waits for Hart, who comes at him, cautiously. Hart with a right hand, Massacre takes
the blow, and comes back with a right hand, and another and a third! He knocks Hart to the ground! Massacre unrelenting,
drops to his knees, pounding on the forehead…BUSTING HART OPEN!
Matt: Massacre looks pleased now, as he stops pummeling the head of Alexander Hart. He removes the brass knuckles
and tosses 'em aside, before picking up Hart. He rolls him onto that table!
Vanessa: This is gonna rock!!!
Eric: Massacre steps up onto the table, lifting Hart up to his feet, pump handle position….BLOODY BENEDICTION
THROUGH THE TABLE! Both men plummet to the ground!
Matt: They are both out! Jones is up to about four on his extremely slow ten-count…
Eric: Isis is outside, trying to get up her man Massacre.
Jones: FIVE!!!… …SIX!!!… …SEVEN!!!
Eric: Somehow, some way, Minister Massacre is getting up! They both took a rough fall with that move…He is to
his feet, and rolls into the ring.
Jones: …EIGHT!!!…
Matt: Wait a minute…Hart is stirring! He is using the guard rail as a support, as Jones counts to nine.
Jones: NINE!!!…
Eric: A fan reaches over, and helps Hart up to his feet, and he stumbles forward, pulling himself into the ring!
This match WILL continue!!!
Matt: Massacre jumps on the returning Hart like a savage wolf, stomping on him, before Jones makes him let the
man up.
Vanessa: The Lone Wolf is a pussy. He should defend himself, not rely on the referee to help him out.
Eric: Hart back to his feet, and the two men lock up…ROLLUP by Hart! ONE! TWO!! Massacre powers out.
Matt: Hart scrambles to his feet quickly, and then helps up Massacre as well…he grabs Massacre…T-Bone Suplex!
Hart crawls over, textbook cover…one…two…three!! Hart wins!
Eric: No, no…Massacre's foot was on the ropes. Jones realizes this and points at it to show Hart.
Vanessa: Hahahha!
Eric: Alex Hart, The Lone Wolf, pulls Massacre to the center of the ring, and lays a knee to head before making
another cover…it's all over now…
Vanessa: No! One…two…thr- Massacre kicked out! YES!
Matt: Hart getting a little frustrated, but he's trying to keep control, and continue his focus on Massacre…He
again scrambles to his feet, and backs off of Massacre for a bit. This could be a mistake…
Eric: Massacre struggles to his feet. Hart runs off the ropes, going for a flying clothesline, Massacre gets
out of dodge! Hart tries to stop in his tracks, and does…but Massacre grabs him from behind and flips him over…OOOOOHHH!!
Vanessa: Was that an inverted piledriver?!!!
Matt: I don't know, but it had some SERIOUS impact!! Massacre with the cover…ONE!!! TWO!! HART KICKS OUT!!
Good God!
Eric: Massacre picking Hart back up…he throws a left hand at him and connects! Follows it up with a right, and
another! A left hand, blocked by Hart! Hart returns with a few blows of his own, followed by a kick to the gut!
He grabs Massacre, and flips him up into the air…vertical suplex position!!!
Matt: Massacre is scrambling, trying to get out of the air…Hart releases him, twisting him into piledriver position,
and DRIVES HIM INTO THE MAT! IT'S GOTTA BE OVER!!
Eric: Alex Hart with a cover…ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! Massacre kicks out!! Was it too late? I don't know!!
Vanessa: He kicked out, I think!! I know he kicked out!
Matt: Referee Jordan Jones is calling for the bell…lets go down to Loudmouth for the official verdict.
Loudmouth: The winner of this match…and NEEEWW Heavy Metal Champion…ALEXANDER HART!!!!
Vanessa: NOOOOO!!
Matt: All I gotta say is…what a match! Hart quickly rolls out of the ring, grabs his belt from the time keeper,
and quickly walks out of the ring, watching out for any Asylum members that may be waiting. Isis jumps into the
ring, and helps Massacre up, who looks angry that he lost.
Eric: Wait a minute…Hart stops at the entrance ramp, and is calling for a mic. He gets one…
Hart: (holding the Heavy Metal title in one hand, lifts the mic to his lips) Jay, Head Exec, whatever the hell
you want to be called, get your ass out here. I can wait all night, but you
and me have some business...
(After about 30 seconds, Head Exec Jay steps out from behind the curtain. He looks at Hart.)
Hart: I don't know what you had in mind sending me after this worthless piece of scrap, but
the joke is over.
(Hart literally shoves the belt into Jay's hands with enough force to send the Exec stumbling slightly).
Hart: You can take that worthless belt, and hand it right back to the hardcore people, because all I've proven
tonight is that a REAL wrestler can take those pathetic hardcore morons any day of the week. Now set me up for
some shots at some real belts. As for that piece of shit...
(Hart spits on the Heavy Metal Title)
Hart: You can do with it as you please. I
DON'T WANT IT...
(Hart turns and vanishes into the back, giving Jay no chance to say anything.)
Matt: WHOA! Strong words from the new Heavy Metal champion!
Eric: We'll be right back…
Chronically Pissed Off vs Druids for the CWF Tag Team Championship
(Scene fades in from a commercial break to show the Logan Brothers locker room. The door is ajar and the camera
nudges past. Inside, sprawled out on the floor, and with the room in TOTLAL disarray, lies Jason Logan. Then the
scene switches back to the arena floor...)
Matt: What in the world was that??
Vanessa: Looked like someone laid out one of the Logans... hmm.. I wonder who??
Eric: Does it matter?? Logan is down and out, what's going to happen NOW??
Matt: And more importantly, who did it to him??
Vanessa: Hmm... wonder if it was Hart, he and the Logans have been having some trouble...
Eric: Will you two knock it off?? We're about to see some FUN!! But first, lets show you what happened in the
ring, during the commercial break…
(Minister Massacre is in the ring, helped up by Isis. Suddenly the lights flicker on and off, as ashes fall from
the ceiling onto the two. The lights go out for about ten seconds…and when the come back on, a man is standing
over a fallen Massacre and Isis pouring ashes out of his hands onto Massacre.)
Matt: Another rookie trying to get into the head of a veteran! I am told that his name was Jim Raynor…hopefully
we'll see more of him!!
Eric: I dunno…anyway onto the match.
Loudmouth: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and will
determine the World Tag Team CHAMPIONS... First, welcome to the ring at this time... Standing 6 foot 10 and weighing
275 pounds... one half of CPO and the Tag Team champions.... CYCLONE!!!
(The arena lights dim slightly and "More Human Than Human" hits the speakers.... And out
from the back steps Cyclone to a resounding cheer from the audience. Followed by his valet, Jenna. With her on
his arm, Cyclone strides confidently to the ring, slipping in and then
holding the ropes for Jenna. They both stand and wait in the center of the ring....)
Loudmouth: And his partner, standing at 6 foot 2 and weighing in at 215 pounds, the master of the one-two-three
DDT, and the remaining half of CPO and the tag team champions... JV!!
(The spotlights hit the ring entry as "I Like to Get High" pumps over the sound system. But no
one comes out. The music runs for a few moments, but no one steps out. Loudmouth even
tries reintroducing JV, but yet again, nothing happens. Spracher looks at Cyclone and shrugs slightly, as if uncertain
what to do. Cyclone however has no second thoughts about what HE is going to do. Yanking the mic from Loudmouth's
hands, he leans over the top rope and
hollers into the mic...)
Cyclone: I don't need no damn help anyway to handle these two losers. Get your asses out
here and I'll beat you both down BY
MYSELF!!
Vanessa: Ooooohhh... I smell a beatdown....
Matt: Your sense of smell aside Vanessa, I'm not sure this is a wise move.
Eric: Yeah, Cyclone's got more guts then brains!!
Vanessa: Wait... DAMMIT!! Someone killed the lights again!! This is starting to get really old.... MATT!! Get your
hand OFF my ASS!!
Matt: Not me!! I swear...
Eric: Will you two stop your lovers quarrel?? The lights just came back up, and there, in the ring!! Both the druids,
in white robes, are standing there behind Cyclone...
Matt: Cyclone is sensing something from the fans. And he turns about slowly, and BOOM!! I can't tell the difference
between the two, but it doesn't matter, one of them just speared Cyclone right out of his boots!!
Vanessa: Oh boy oh boy!! Just like I said, a beat down!!
Eric: Cyclone isn't looking too good, as that Druid is just POUNDING away at him.
Matt: And there is the bell, the ref is going to make all of this legal, the match has officially been started...
Vanessa: Hell, might as well declare the Druids the winners...
Eric: Yeah really...
Matt: Hold on you two. Things aren't quite that simple. They DO have to beat Cyclone. And as he's proving now by
pushing that Druid off of him, he has a lot more fire then can be put out that easily.
Eric: Well the druids tagged, and they rush Cyclone for a double clothesline, but Cyclone ducked under it, doubling
them over with punches to their stomach!!
Vanessa: Oooh... a double DDT, one for each.
Matt: And one Druid is rolling out. The ref can't tell which is which, and is assuming the legal man is the one
in the ring. Cyclone pulls the druid up by his hood, and sends him to the far
ropes...
Vanessa: And hits a boringly perfect dropkick...
Matt: Boring yes, but it has that Druid out. But... hold on, the druids are switching places, the ref didn't see
it....
Eric: I like these druids. So cheap and underhanded!!
Vanessa: Oh yeah.... they are heating things up...
Matt: Well Cyclone turns about and gets a face full of fist. And again, and again. He seems satisfied, and picks
Cyclone up for a quick scoop slam. He pulls him back to his feet....
Eric: OUCH!! Off the ropes and into a nasty looking sidewalk slam.
Vanessa: That'll leave a mark...
Matt: Cyclone is struggling, but he's getting back up. But the druids are making the tag, and they are picking
Cyclone up for a double suplex.
Eric: Is that the legal one staying in??
Vanessa: I hope not...
Matt: Either way, the fresh man is in and he sets Cyclone up on his shoulders... this does look good...
Vanessa: Oh my, a perfectly nasty looking DVD.
Eric: He's rolling the man out of the ring. Cyclone is half dead at ringside, and the other druid is coming over
to stomp on him...
Vanessa: While the other has the ref distracted... oh yes I like these druids...
Matt: Cyclone is rolled back into the ring as his Valet looks on, obviously worried. The druids tag, and one is
going to the top rope.
Eric: This is gonna be good. A quick suplex puts Cyclone right in the middle of the ring....
Vanessa: Oh MY! A beautiful frog splash from the top rope right onto the helpless Cyclone... What a beautiful move...
Matt: either way, it looks like it's over. The Druid is making his first attempt at a pin all night and holds him
down for the 1 2 3....
ERIC: WHAT!?!?
Matt: Cyclone got a shoulder up!! My GOD, after all that punishment, he got his shoulder up!!
Vanessa: How disappointing..
Matt: The druid is arguing with the ref, telling him it was a slow count. The ref is telling him it
was fine. The druid pushed the ref..
Eric: YEah YEAH!! Beat him up!!
Vanessa: I like these mystery men better and better...
Matt: Cyclone scoots up behind the druid and rolls him up!!
Eric: Yeah, but only a one count before the other druid stops it.
Vanessa: And now both druids are stomping a mudhole into Cyclone. I TOLD you boys I smelled a beat-down....
Matt: They are backing off a little, and picking him up...
Eric: Yeah, WAY up, right into that tandem Powerbomb.
Vanessa: Cyclone isn't getting up THIS time...
Matt: I'm afraid you're right Vanessa, looks like the Druids underhanded tactics worked. There is the three count.
Cyclone got his shoulder up, but it was just after the three count. It's over...
Eric: Finally, some REAL tag champions...
Vanessa: Wait, look. They are gonna take off those masks!!
(The two Druids unceremoniously roll Cyclone out of the ring to be tended by his valet. Then they turn to face
the crowd. With a sweeping gesture they remove their masks at once....)
Matt: But that's....!!!
Eric: JV and BRETT LOGAN!!!!
Vanessa: Oh boy.... cute and underhanded...
Matt: JV is calling for a mic....
JV: Cyclone, you little faggot. Did you honestly think I liked you and your faggot DTA friends? Did you honestly
believe that I thought Jenna was pretty? Cyclone, you taught me one thing and one thing only throughout my time
of knowing you. Don't Trust Anyone. I never trusted you. I acted like a beautiful flower, but was the serpent underneath
it, quoting William Shakespeare. I always looked for the opportune time to fuck you over like I did to Jenna the
night we met. Damn, was she good. Anyway, Cyclone, Buddy old pal, looks like you and your DTA buddies just lost
a big part of your stable, and it looks like you have gained another enemy. Watch out Cyclone. You slipped and
fell and I am not picking you up anymore old man. Just as in Rocky 5 when Tommy Gunn fucked over Rocky, and chose
his other path, I will do the same. Except where Tommy lacked was skill, and where you lose is my incredible amount
of that little thing called skill. Remember Mr. Miyagi, wax on wax off. DON'T TRUST ANYONE......BITCH.
Matt: Wait, we have incoming!!
Eric: WHAT?!? A pair of losers in Ninja outfits are going to ruin this perfect scene!!
Vanessa: No, don't ruin their pretty faces!!
(The cameras spot the Ninja's in question just as they vault the guardrails. One is easily recognized as "Passion",
with red splattered all over his grey outfit. The other is just known as
Number 1 and has a few yellow handprints on his chest.)
Matt: Turnabout is fair play. And each come up behind the new Tag Champs, and BOOM!!
Eric: Reverse DDTs!?! You can't DO that, they're the champs!!
Matt: They just did. Now #1 is pointing at Logan and reaching for his mask....
Vanessa: NO!! Leave it ON!! You can't be a pretty sight under that thing!!
Eric: DAMMIT, the lights again!!
Vanessa: Musta forgotten the electric bill this month. Oops.
Matt: Wait, the lights just came back on.... but...
(The lights come up a crimson red, washing over the audience and the scene in the ring even as "Battle for
Heaven" crashes over the sound system. But despite all lookers, no one comes through the ring entrance..)
Eric: What the HELL is going on NOW!!
Vanessa: Yeah, that's Destiny's music, but where IS he...??
Matt: THERE!! Coming through the crowd!! That's Destiny!!
Eric: And coming from the other side, that's the Assassin. This isn't gonna be pretty!!
Vanessa: YES!!
Matt: And now coming from behind us, it's Isis, but what is she carrying??
Eric: Looks like some sort of sickle...
Vanessa: You mean we'll see blood!! YES!!!
Matt: Quit squealing like a schoolgirl...
Eric: The guys in the ring don't look too pleased. They are looking for a way out.
Vanessa: No way out!! No way out!!
Matt: Calm down Vanessa. I don't know where the two ninjas went...
Eric: Didn't you know Ninja could disappear into thin air??
Matt: Um... whatever. But no matter, it's only JV and Logan in the ring. And look at the ring
entrance!!
Eric: That.... That's MINISTER MASSACRE!!
Vanessa: And he's got Jason Logan with him!!
Matt: They just walked up to the ring and all five of these men now surround it totally. JV and
Brett Logan are beginning to look frantic, but there's no where for them to go. And in unison
Minister Massacre and his teammates enter the ring.
Vanessa: Oh YES!!
Eric: are you okay Vanessa?? You sound like a virgin at a frat party!!
Vanessa: Oh YES I am... this is gonna get bloody. And you boys know how MUCH I love
blood....
Matt: Eyes front you two, Minister Massacre is pounding Brett Logan into the mat...
Eric: Yeah, and Destiny is doing the same to JV. I love it!!
Vanessa: They all are joining in, oh yess!! They got the tag champs unconscious in the ring....
Matt: They are both being rolled over, and Isis is stepping up now...
Vanessa: USE THE SICKLE!! TEAR THIER GUTS OUT!!
Eric: Whoah, down girl!!
Matt: She's only writing in magic marker on their backs Vanessa...
Vanessa: Damn... I thought I was gonna see blood...
Matt: The Minister has the mic while the members of the Asylum pull some sort of platform out from under the ring.
Eric: That's pretty big...
Vanessa: With all those metal handles all over it, it looks pretty kinky....
Matt: Well the Asylum lays JV and Brett Logan onto this platform, and is strapping the belts about their waists.
They all step back a little...
Eric: Look at that!! That platform is beginning to smoke!!
Matt: Yes it is!!
Vanessa: Told you it was kinky....
Matt: wait, Minister Massacre is on the mic...
MM: (claps in mock applause) Congratulations for winning the tag titles, JV and Logan. I could NOT be prouder.
(The Minister then looks to Jason Logan, who's eyes are on the platform. With a resounding THWACK, Jason Logan
is hit over the head with the mic. Jason crumbles to the floor. Minister Massacre then gives him his infamous Bloody
Benediction, and sets Jason onto the now smoldering platform with his brother, pausing only a moment to allow Isis
to write in magic marker on his back as well. They set Jason Logan on his stomach on the platform, where the camera
can easily read what it says "Property of Asylum".)
MM: In case you hadn't noticed Logan boys, Asylum is no longer your home. May your souls be lost. (Makes a few
motions with his arms) The Reign of Terror continues. . .
(The platform suddenly lights on fire, sending waves of heat over the crowd. Assassin and
Murder one seem not the least affected by it, and reach down to lift the flaming platform,
carrying it through the ring entry and into the back...)
Matt: I... wow... I don't know what to say...
Vanessa: We didn't see any blood dammit...
Eric: I know what to say. We'll be right back after this commercial break!!
"Livewire" Ken Sparks vs The Assassin
(The arena goes black, and the crowd turns silent. .... "You know who you're fuckin' with?" ... The sound
of Insane Clown Posse's "Assassins" heralds the arrival of Assassin, the 6'5" beast of Asylum. He
steps through the curtain, hair in his face, wearing a black t-shirt with a red and white Geto Boys t-shirt.
The crowd boos him loudly. He stops just as the chorus reaches "Don't fuck with me." and nods his head,
smirks, and rolls under the bottom rope.
He pops up and tilts his head up, flipping the hair out of his face, then leans against the ropes opposite the
ramp.)
Matt Murdock: Assassin has been waiting for this match for a few weeks, ever since he came back to CWF.
Eric Masterson: I think he actually wants to kill Livewire.
Vanessa McClure: ... not that there's anything wrong with that.
(The lights come back up and an orange and black symbol starts to flash on the CWF-Tron. As quickly as it started,
it stops.
Livewire jogs onto the landing of the ramp. He holds up his index finger and points to the crowd in a sweeping
motion. Then he stops, looks to the sky, points to the ceiling then bows his head for a moment.
All-Star starts to play and the crowd goes crazy. Livewire starts down the ramp, slapping hands of fans and hugging
some of the old ladies along the rail. A fan holds a sign in his way that says, "Assassin thinks he'll win,
isn't that shocking?"
Livewire jogs up the ring steps and slides through the ropes. He looks at the belt, kisses it, and hands it to
the referee.
Assassin rushes Livewire before the bell and tackles him through the ropes. Both land hard on the red mat that
covers the ground around the ring.)
Matt Murdock: The action has started.
Eric Masterson: Did you doubt Assassin would take the fight to him.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is on Livewire's chest, pounding Livewire's face.
Matt Murdock: Livewire kicks his feet up and hooks Assassin's arms, pulling him back for the pin attempt.
Eric Masterson: 1 - Kick-out
Vanessa McClure: Assassin rolls onto his back and Livewire rolls onto his stomach, they're both getting up.
Matt Murdock: Livewire hops over the railing, into the crowd.
Eric Masterson: He's just a wrestler, Assassin is a street fighter, Livewire has to recover from that opening shot.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin goes into the crowd too ... he's going to hunt down the little ...
Matt Murdock: Assassin is stopping, he can't see where Livewire went.
Eric Masterson: The crowd behind Assassin is parting .. CHAIR SHOT by Livewire, Assassin goes down in a heap.
Vanessa McClure: What a great shot!
Matt Murdock: He hooks the leg for a pin, 1 -2 ... kickout!!
Eric Masterson: Livewire punches Assassin in the head and he's looking for the chair again.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is crawling through the crowd, trying to regroup from that chair shot.
Matt Murdock: He's not going to be able to hide, the crowd is ratting him out.
Eric Masterson: Livewire found the chair, he's stalking the big man, like a lion after an injured gazelle.
Vanessa McClure: He swings the chair at Assasin's back ... OUCH, Assassin is on his stomach again.
Matt Murdock: Livewire swings again, Assassin rolls out of the way.
(The chair shot on the cement makes a loud "crash")
Eric Masterson: Assassin sweeps Livewire's legs, Livewire is down.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin grabs the chair .. he dropped it, what's he doing?
Matt Murdock: It appears that Assassin is heading for the door.
Eric Masterson: Is he afraid?
Vanessa McClure: Well, Livewire took the fight to his element, the fans .. Assassin is heading for his element,
the street.
Matt Murdock: This isn't Chcicago ...
Eric Masterson: Yeah, how's that going to help?
Vanessa McClure: They both start with "C", shut up!
(The camera picks up crowd sounds as one cameraman follows Assassin. Another cameraman watches as Livewire gets
up and follows him.)
Matt Murdock: It looks like you're right, they're taking it outside.
(Livewire walks up the ramp to the concourse. He calls for Assassin, but the cameraman can't find him either. The
camera pans left and right, finding a broken camera on the ground.
From behind the one good camera, Assassin rushes Livewire, tackling him into the emergency exit door, the alarm
starts to sound. The two tumble down the steps outside the door and both lay on the ground, breathing heavily.)
Eric Masterson: What a shot ...
Vanessa McClure: They're both breathing ...
Matt Murdock: Where's the ref?
(Almost on cue, the ref pushes through the fans and starts to count the ten count.)
Eric Masterson: They could both be counted out here...
Vanessa McClure: 4-5-6
Matt Murdock: Assassin is rolling over, he's getting up.
Eric Masterson: Oh, and isn't that sweet, he's helping Kenny up, too.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is walking Livewire over to the production truck, pounding his head on the wall of the
truck.
Matt Murdock: Livewire falls down, he's holding his ribs, must have been that tackle.
Eric Masterson: The fans have formed a circle around them, Assassin is backing off, Livewire is getting up, they're
standing across from each other, it's a stare down.
(The crowd starts to chant "CWF, CWF, CWF". The two competitors breathe heavily and hey both smile at
each other.)
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is turning, he's going through the crowd.
Matt Murdock: There's nothing on the other side of the crowd except traffic.
Eric Masterson: Livewire is pushing through the crowd.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin jumps out of the crowd, he hits Livewire with a brick, then hooks him in the full-nelson
.. SUPLEX ONTO THE CONCRETE.
Matt Murdock: Kenny is busted open, he's on the ground in pain
Eric Masterson: Assassin pin attempt ... 1 -2 - Kickout.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin DDTs Livewire on the cement
Matt Murdock: He's signaling for The Assassination.
Eric Masterson: He is stalking behind Livewire, he's ready to put him away....
Vanessa McClure: Livewire mule kicks Assassin in the groin, Assassin is down.
Matt Murdock: The fans are chanting Livewire's name.
Eric Masterson: Livewire tries to stand up, still a victim of the DDT.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin tries to get up, still a victim of not wearing a cup.
Matt Murdock: Hey producer, tell the cameraman to move in closer
Eric Masterson: The producer just told me that the wireless camera was broken, and they don't have any more cable
for the other one.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is up, Livewire is up, let's hope they don't go out of range.
Matt Murdock: Livewire is up, oh no, he falls to one knee.
Eric Masterson: Assassin charges him again .. SUPERKICK BY LIVEWIRE.
Vanessa McClure: Livewire was baiting him dammit.
Matt Murdock: Assassin falls behind a car .. someone move the car, we can't see!!!
Eric Masterson: Livewire goes behind the car to get him ... the camera can't see what's going on, I think they're
going down the block.
Vanessa McClure: I'm outta here!
(Vanessa picks up her bag and jumps the rail, running through the crowd she disappears.)
Matt Murdock: Well, what can we do now?
Eric Masterson: I don't know.
(A cellular phone rings on the table.)
Matt Murdock: Huh? (Answers the phone) Hello, whoever this is, I'm working .. huh? Oh great!!! It's Vanessa, she
caught up to the match, we can listen to her commentary by cell phone.
Eric Masterson: Great!
Vanessa McClure: I don't know what happened, but both these guys are bleeding. We are about a block from the arena
and about a hundred fans are out here. It looks like there's a guy with a video camera over here, maybe we can
get the tape after the match is over.
Anyway, Livewire has Assassin in a headlock, and he's ramming his head into a light post.
Ouch, Assassin just pushed Kenny shoulder-first into the pole, Livewire is on the ground, Assassin is on one knee.
Assassin is getting up, he's lifting Livewire up, cradling him in his arms. He's losing his balance .. no, it's
a fallaway slam .. right into a fire hydrant .. and we all know that water and electricity don't mix .. ha ha ha.
Matt Murdock: What's going on now Vanessa, what's Assassin doing?
Eric Masterson: Is Livewire conscious?
Vanessa McClure: Am I a doctor? just shut up ... Assassin is putting Livewire in the Camel Clutch, the ref is asking
Livewire, he's shaking his head, he's not giving up ...
(The crowd in the arena cheers, then gets quiet again to hear what is going on.)
Vanessa McClure: ...and Livewire hit Assassin in the knee with a brick, Assassin lets go of the clutch and is grabbing
his knee. Livewire rolls into the gutter.
Police are trying to stop traffic, but one lane just keeps coming. Assassin is limping over to Livewire, Livewire
just tripped him into the street, into the wet streets of Cincinnati.
Livewire is climbing on top of a car, he's turning his back to the crowd .. Moonsault .. he hit the moonsault from
the top of a Buick.
(The crowd gets so loud that you can't hear Vanessa)
-2-3 no .. Assassin kicks out, there was no pin on that attempt.
Livewire is crouching next to Assassin, who is struggling to get up ... ROUNDHOUSE by Livewire. Kenny is trying
to pick Assassin up for a bodyslam .. but he dropped him, he dropped Assassin .. he seems to be favoring his ribs.
Livewire kicks Assassin in the ribs instead, twice, three times. Livewire is putting the Assassination on the master
of the Kahadia-madia-mae, The Assassin .... the ref is asking for a submission, but Assassin isn't giving in ..
he's standing up .. he drops back onto Livewire, Livewire just spit out blood, his ribs must be broken.
Assassin and Livewire are just lying there ... the ref is checking on them .. wait .. REF, Livewire's shoulders
are down, make the count ref.
Finally, the ref is counting .. 1 -2 Livewire rolls out of the pin ... Assassin is getting up .. he's grabbing
Livewire for a bodyslam, slams him in the street. He looks like he's setting up for a kneedrop .. wait .... he
just dragged Livewire ouut of the way of a Moving Truck. A police officer is stopping the truck, he's yelling at
the driver.
Come on video camera guy, let's go !!!!!
(there is only the sound of running)
Ok guys, Assassin just threw Livewire into the open cargo area of the Moving Truck, we just got into the cab of
a pickup truck .. oh yeah, we is the guy with the video camera and me, the driver loves CWF and he's going to follow
the moving truck.
It looks like there is furniture in the truck .. HEY DRIVER, TURN ON THE HIGH BEAMS!!!
Assassin and Livewire look exhausted, but they are finding the energy to hit one another with the furniture these
guys were moving.
The driver is taking a right hand turn, both guys just slammed against the side of the truck, a couch fell on them.
The moving Van is stopping, the driver is getting out .. he's looking at the back of the van .. oh no .. Livewire
and Assassin just pushed the couch off of them and it fell on the driver.
Our driver is getting out to check on the guy. Assassin just jumped out of the Van, he's coming this way, Livewire
is coming after him, Assassin is in the bed of our truck, he's telling me to get going .. Livewire just jumped
in the back too.
OK guys, get the cameras ready ... I'm coming home.
(There is no sound from the phone, a dial tone sounds.)
Matt Murdock: What the? What's going on?
Eric Masterson: I don't know. Let's call her back.
(Eric picks up the phone and dials ... "riiiing .. riiiing")
voice: Hello?
Matt Murdock: Who is this?
voice: Bill Jones, I'm from Cleveland .. Cleveland Rocks!!!!
(The crowd boos)
Eric Masterson: Why did you answer the phone?
Bill Jones: Ms M is driving.
Matt Murdock: Driving what?
(Suddenly, there is a crashing sound ... a huge, white pickup truck screams down the ramp to the ring and screeches
to and spins out, screeching to a halt, throwing Livewire and Assassin into the ring. Vanessa jumps out of the
cab and runs over to the announce table)
Vanessa McClure: FINALLY, Vanessa has brought the title match (pauses) back to the CWF arena.
Matt Murdock: Oh my!!!
Eric Masterson: Livewire and Assassin are struggling to their feet.
Vanessa McClure: Here comes the ref, back through the crowd.
Matt Murdock: Livewire limps to his feet and tries to tackle Assassin. Assassin moves out of the way.
Eric Masterson: Livewire, into the turnbuckle .. he comes out of the corner with a superkick .. Assassin is down
...
Vanessa McClure: 1 - 2 - 3
Matt Murdock: NO!!! Assassin kicks out again.
Eric Masterson: He's one tough SOB.
Matt Murdock: Folks…we've just got word that time has elapsed for the show…however, we will stay with you for
as long as this one lasts!!!
Eric Masterson: All right!!!
Vanessa McClure: Livewire is trying to drag himself to his feet, he had about five pin attempts before that one,
he must be frustrated.
Matt Murdock: Livewire is climbing up the ropes behind Assassin, he's setting up the Electric Chair.
Eric Masterson: Assassin is getting up . here comes Livewire , The Franchise!!!!!
Vanessa McClure: Assassin turns and catches Livewire ... T-BONE SUPLEX.
Matt Murdock: Livewire is stunned.
Eric Masterson: Assassin steps over Livewire's back ... ASSASSINATION.
Vanessa McClure: Livewire is fighting hard, but Assassin's 325 pounds are hard to budge.
Matt Murdock: The ref is asking him.
Eric Masterson: He's saying no.
Vanessa McClure: Assassin is rolling onto his back .. he's hooked his legs around Livewire.
Matt Murdock: The ref counts the pin on Assassin .. 1-2 ... Assassin lets go of the hold to avoid the pin.
Eric Masterson: Livewire starts to get up, ASSASSINATION again ... but Assassin is sitting up .. no pin attempt.
Vanessa McClure: Livewire will not give up!!! He is trying to get to the ropes!!!
Matt Murdock: The ref is right there to signal if Livewire taps! He asks Livewire again…Livewire shakes his head
angrily!! Livewire struggling, pulling, using all his force to pull himself towards the ropes…
Eric Masterson: You think he'll make it?
Vanessa McLure: HE WILL NOT MAKE IT! I already saw one member of Asylum go down tonight…two WILL NOT!
Eric Masterson: Livewire…JUST REACHED THE ROPES! HE GOT TO THE ROPES! Assassin cannot believe it! He pulls
Livewire to the center of the ring…and locks it on him again!!!
Matt Murdock: Wait a minute…Livewire was ready for it this time, he reverses it into a…a…FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK!!!
Eric Masterson: Assassin scrambling, and he quickly reaches the ropes…
Vanessa McLure: Son of a BITCH!
Matt Murdock: Livewire jumps to his feet…he must be getting that second wind…that surge of ELECTRICITY! He picks
up Assassin, and drops him to the mat with a sidewalk slam! He drops a knee to the head, and rolls out of the
ring.
Vanessa McLure: He's QUITTING!!
Eric Masterson: Somehow, I don't think so…Livewire steps into the crowd, and grabs a chair! He jumps back over
the guardrail, tossing the crowd into the ring. Assasssin, winded, is on his knees, struggling to his feet.
Matt Murdock: Livewire jumps up onto the apron, and is met their by Assassin, who tries a dropkick to send Livewire
back down to the ground, but connects with nothing but air. Livewire takes the opportunity to jump into the ring,
and grab his chair.
Eric Masterson: Assassin scrambles to his feet, and is ready for Livewire…he swings, and MISSES!!!
Vanessa McLure: YES! Assassin with a kick to the gut…POWERBOMB INTO A COVER!!! ONE!!! TWO!! THR-DAMMIT NOO
NOOO!! LIVEWIRE KICKS OUT!!
Eric Masterson: Livewire back up to his feet…Spinning Heel Kick!!! SHOCKING!!
Matt Murdock: He picks up the chair, and sets it upright…picks up the KO'ed Livewire, and sits him down on the
chair…he's going up top!!!
Vanessa McLure: ASSASSIN GET UP!! GET UP YOU SON OF A BITCH!!
Matt Murdock: Assassin doesn't know where he is!!! Livewire is at the top turnbuckle…he jumps, Assassin stands
up, trying to get out of the way, MID AIR COLLISION!!! Livewire falls on top of Assassin!!
Eric Masterson: THAT'S A COVER!!! The ref with the count…
Vanessa McLure: NOOOOO!!!!
Matt Murdock: ONE!!! TWO!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!! LIVEWIRE RETAINS!!!
Eric Masterson: Livewire retains!! WHAT A MATCH!!! See everyone next week the day after Christmas…
Matt Murdock: Wait a minute…who's that at the entrance ramp??? The Black Widow!! Isis!!! She's got a bouquet
of dead black roses, and hands them to a security guard…we gotta go!!
Matt Murdock: Merry Christmas! We're OUT!!!
Special Thanks To: The handlers of Desmond Destiny, Blackbird 13, Livewire Ken
Sparks, Brett Logan, Cyclone, The Assassin, Alex Hart, and Thomas "The Master Of Puppets" Blackheart
for helping with the matches
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