[The screen changes from the previous broadcast and changes to show the following: The following is a presentation of the ______ __ __ ____ ____ __ _____ __ __ /\__ _\ /\ \ __/\ \/\ _`\ / /\ \ __/\ \/\ __`\/\ \ __/\ \ ™ \/_/\ \/ \ \ \/\ \ \ \ \ \_\_\ / /\ \ \/\ \ \ \ \ \/\ \ \ \/\ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ _\/ / / \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \_\ \__\ \ \_/ \_\ \ \ \/ / / \ \ \_/ \_\ \ \ \_\ \ \ \_/ \_\ \ /\_____\\ `\_______/\ \_\/_/ \ `\_______/\ \_____\ `\_______/ \/_____/ '\/__//__/ \/_/_/ '\/__//__/ \/_____/'\/__//__/ The screen changes to inside IWF/WOW President Christopher Jurkschat's office. He is wearing a suit and tie. The president is sitting down at his desk, when he notices the camera is on, and begins to speak.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Before I begin here tonight at WrestleFest III, I'd like to make a brief announcement. [He pauses.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: When I signed the Idol versus Robert d'Artois IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title match for WrestleFest III, I felt the need to add in some stipulations to prevent outside interference. The stipulations that I added were as follows: 1) That all wrestlers were banned from ringside. 2) As well, just incase some wrestlers decides to break that rule, the match would take place inside a locked cell. [He pauses again.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: However, even with these stipulations on the card, some wrestlers have been talking about interfering still, so I have come to the decision to add in one more special stipulation here tonight. [He pauses once more.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: The final stipulation for this match is that there will be a SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE. This referee will be named just before the match begins here tonight. [He pauses, and brings out another piece of paper, which appears to be a contract.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: I am also very excited to announce one final match. Due to the recent actions of Mr. Excellent of late, I have spoken to IWF/WOW Hall of Famer Derrick DaMann. [He pauses.] IWF/WOW PRESIDENT CHRISTOPHER JURKSCHAT: Mr. DaMann has agreed, that even in his sick condition due to the fact that he has leukemia, right here tonight, _against_ Doctors orders, he will fight Mr. Excellent right here tonight! Thank you, and enjoy WrestleFest III. [The scene fades out from the President's office, and into the WrestleFest logo and intro.] ============================================================================= __ __ _ _ _____ _ \ \ / / _ __ ___ ___ | |_ | | ___ | ___| ___ ___ | |_ \ \ /\ / / | '__| / _ \ / __| | __| | | / _ \ | |_ / _ \ / __| | __| \ V V / | | | __/ \__ \ | |_ | | | __/ | _| | __/ \__ \ | |_ \_/\_/ |_| \___| |___/ \__| |_| \___| |_| \___| |___/ \__| ___ ___ ___ |_ _| |_ _| |_ _| | | | | | | | | | | | | |___| |___| |___| ============================================================================= ======== March 14th, 1999 ========= LIVE! From MSG in New York City! ======== ============================================================================= MAIN EVENT - IWF/WOW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH the Idol vs Robert d'Artois ~ Cell type steel cage match ~ All wrestlers are barred from ringside during the match ~ There will be a special guest referee ULTIMATE REVENGE MATCH Mr. Excellent vs Derrick DaMann WAR FOR TERRITORY MATCH - IC TITLE MATCH! Bad Boy McCade vs Alex Extreme ~ Best 2 of 3 falls ~ Falls count anywhere in the known galaxy ~ One fall must be won in the ring, the other out of the ring! TAG TEAM ACTION - 2/3 FALLS MATCH! Badd Attitude vs the Killing Machines IWF/WOW NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH Hades vs "Hot Stuff" Alex Martinez vs Vincent Bannister IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH Pain & Suffering vs Death & Destruction US NATIONAL TITLE MATCH "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil vs Blake Alexander ~ Four chairs in the ring RUMBLE IN THE JUNGLE "Magnificent" Mike Douglas vs Steppenwulf 1. This Jungle Match is to take place inside the Central Park Zoo Aviary, due to its jungle-like construction, which makes it the perfect place to hold this match. 2. Three men are locked inside the aviary. Steppenwulf, Mike Douglas, and a singular referee. The referee's duty is to check if a wrestler is unable to compete. 3. No weapons from the outside my be brought in by either wrestler nor planted before the match. The Hunters must use that which is around them. 4. In order to win the Jungle Match, one wrestler must prevent his opponent from competeing. Such ways are unconsciousness, a broken limb, or an injury of high severity(i.e. - A fist-sized wound in the chest or any other injury that could threaten the wrestler's life). In addition to this, he must place him in a position that would leave him trapped. I.E. - Hog-Tieing, Vine Trap, Burmese Tiger Pit, or any other manner. This can only be done when one wrestler has met the above standard. Example: Steppenwulf has place Mike Douglas in a vine trap, leaving him hanging upside-down. The match is not over. Douglas can release himself, but can receive no help from the referee. If Steppenwulf manages to neutralize Mike Douglas while he is in the trap, the battle is over. Another Example: Mike Douglas throws Steppenwulf into a Burmese Tiger Pit, but Steppenwulf is still able to compete. Either Douglas has to wait until Steppenwulf climbs out or he can join him and risk losing the match should Steppenwulf render him unable to continue first. 5. In the event that Mike Douglas is the victor, Ms. Magnificent shall be returned to him. In the event that Steppenwulf is the victor, his Khuri Dagger shall be returned to him, and the release of Ms. Magnificent is at his discretion. 6. The referee may give no assistance to either wrestler. His job is to declare a wrestler unable to continue, and to end the match when said wrestler has been trapped. SINGLES ACTION Cooper Concrete vs Steve West ============================================================================= [Scene opens up inside MSG in New York City, New York where thousands and thousands of fans are screaming and yelling, waving their signs and doing whatever possible to get on television.] [After about a minute, pyro goes off around the ring and the fans begin to cheer even louder. The camera pans around ringside, before zooming up on the announcers, John Robertson, Jack Anderson and Rick Wright.] John Robertson: WELCOME EVERYONE TO WRESTLEFEST III... [Some more pyro goes off in the ring, as the fans get louder. John Robertson tries to talk over the fans, however the fans are loud enough that even with a microphone, it's hard to hear Robertson.] John Robertson: Welcome everyone... what a night of action we have for you here tonight at IWF/WOW WrestleFest III. Jack Anderson: That's right, and lets start off with some big, no... HUGE news about our main event. Rick Wright: You know, I'm a bit worried about this news... who knows who this special guest referee is? John Robertson: I don't know... we were told that we'll find out just before the match begins. Rick Wright: But I can't wait that long! Jack Anderson: I guess you'll have to Rick. John Robertson: What an interesting match our main event is going to be, as it takes place inside a 15 foot cell, and all wrestlers are barred from ringside... and to help enforce that, there will be a special guest referee! Jack Anderson: That's right... it could be anyone, and anything could happen in this match when the Idol and Robert d'Artois lock up for the IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title. John Robertson: Plus, what about that other announcement? Mr. Excellent versus Derrick DaMann has been signed! Jack Anderson: I don't know how Derrick DaMann will do it. He is a IWF/WOW Hall of Famer, but he has leukemia and shouldn't be doing this at all. Who knows what could happen to him in that ring? Rick Wright: Ha... I couldn't care if he died in that ring.. he WAS an IWF/WOW legend. Now he's a nobody. John Robertson: Some may think Rick. But the majority of us still care about what Derrick DaMann did for the IWF/WOW. He's a former two time World Champion, a former IC champion, he was the leader of the greatest stable ever in the IWF/WOW, the Inner Circle and he has had some of the grestest feuds and matches ever in the IWF/WOW. He is a hero to many youngsters trying to get into pro-wrestling. Jack Anderson: I can only hope for the best for Derrick DaMann here tonight. I hope that he will live to see the end to his leukemia as well. Rick Wright: Yeah, yeah. How about more important matches? Like the War for the Territory match for the IC title? Bad Boy McCade and Alex Extreme will lock up! Jack Anderson: This will be an interesting match. It's two out of three falls, with one fall having to take place inside the ring and the other outside of the ring. This match will can and probably will go all over the building. John Robertson: Both of these men are very talented wrestlers, and it will be an exciting match to watch. Jack Anderson: In another two out of three falls match, only this time in tag team action, we've got the Killing Machines taking on Badd Attitude. John Robertson: The feud between these two teams has been heating up for a few months now. They've caused some wild brawls in the past few weeks on Monday Mayhem and BattleZone, and tonights match-up between these two teams is sure to be nothing short of an all out fight. Rick Wright: Badd Attitude and the Killing Machines are both great teams, but one tag team match that I am looking forward to is the IWF/WOW World Tag Team Title match between the champions, Pain & Suffering, and Death & Destruction. Jack Anderson: Well this is another huge match-up. Once again, both teams have got into some wild brawls these past few weeks, and this will be another one of them. John Robertson: Well, the IWF/WOW tag team scene has really been heating up of late. Espically with the returns of Body Count and the West Coast Connection. One has to wonder if either of these teams will show their faces during these two tag team matches. Rick Wright: Well we do know for a fact that both teams are in the arena, as we've seen them earlier tonight. John Robertson: In another title match we've got "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil doing battle with Blake Alexander. This match will be for the IWF/WOW US National title. Jack Anderson: And we've got the North American title on the line in a Triple Threat match. Rick Wright: This should be exciting. We've got Hades, "Hot Stuff" Alex Martinez and Vincent Bannister all going at it. And do you know what? Jack Anderson: What Rick? Rick Wright: I was talking to Hades backstage before the show, and he told me that he has a huge surprise that will shock the IWF/WOW fans. John Robertson: What is that? Rick Wright: It's a surprise idiot... John Robertson: Well I'm interested in finding out... Jack Anderson: Other matches we've got tonight include Pain Inc's Steve West taking on Cooper Concrete. John Robertson: This should be an interesting match. Cooper Concrete needs to watch out for Pain Inc. interference. We all know that Steve West is the leader of Pain Inc, and without West one has to believe Pain Inc wouldn't be the same. Rick Wright: Well, Steve West is the leader of Pain Inc, and the leader of Pain Inc should easily be able to dispose of Cooper Concrete. John Robertson: That remains to be seen... Jack Anderson: One other match we've got tonight is sure to be a wild one. It's the Rumble in the Jungle match between "Magnificent" Mike Douglas and Steppenwulf. Rick Wright: This is going to be an exciting match. I can hardly wait. Jack Anderson: We've got our cameramen at Central Park Zoo for this match, and we'll bring you all the action here tonight. John Robertson: What a night it's going to be! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Jack Anderson: We have a real treat next folks. A classic rivalry between two of the founders of the IWF/WOW , Steve West and Cooper Concrete. What do you think gentlemen? Rick Wright: West all the way! John Robertson: And why is that? Rick Wright: Because I said so. Jack Anderson: Why don't we just leave it at that? This has been a back and forth classic rivalry which has gone on over several years, with neither man having a real advantage. [Screen changes to a picture of "Professor" Steve West and Cooper Concrete in the bottom right corner it says "Monday Mayhem, March 2, 1998.] John Robertson: Cooper now with a distinct upper hand as he lifts West. Coop scoops West up... BODY SLAM!! Concrete off the ropes... BIG ELBOW!! Concrete covers!! 1 . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . West kicks out!!! Rick Wright: Concrete is using illegal tactics, and should be disqualified. Jack Anderson: For what? Delivering a textbook elbow drop? John Robertson: Concrete again lifts West, and scoops him... SIDEWALK SLAM!!! Concrete gets up, and lifts West one more time. Concrete whips West into the ropes... POWERSLAM, AND A BEAUTY!!! Concrete hooks a leg!!! 1 . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . 3!!!! NO!!! WEST KICKED OUT AT 2 AND 7/8THS!!! Jack Anderson: Concrete looks a little frustrated, as he thought he had him. Concrete lifts West, and whips him into the ropes... REVERSED... IRON MIKE TRIPS UP CONCRETE!!! Coop turns and goes after Iron Mike!!! Cooper Concrete is chasing Iron Mike around the ring!! Mike slides into the ring, Coop follows, and is met with an elbow to the back of the head by Steve West!!! John Robertson: Iron Mike proved to be a huge distraction to Concrete, and has turned the tide of this match for his wrestler Steve West!! Jack Anderson: West lifts Concrete and sets him up... Vertical Suplex!!! West lifts Concrete and whips him into the ropes... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! West covers!!! 1 . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . Concrete kicks out!!! John Robertson: West lifts Concrete again, and whips him into the turnbuckles!! West charges in... BIG LARIAT IN THE CORNER BY THE US NATIONAL CHAMPION!!! West lifts Concrete, and sits him on the top turnbuckle. West climbs to the second rope, and hooks up concrete... SUPERPLEX!!! Jack Anderson: West took a fairly hard fall on that one as well. West slowly moves over and covers Concrete!!! 1 . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . 3!!!! NO!!!!! COOP KICKED OUT IN TIME!!! [Screen changes back to the announce booth.] John Robertson: And they've even been tag team partners... [The screen again changes to show West and Concrete in the ring. In the corner of the screen, red lettering says, "Christmas Madness '97"] John Robertson: West stands to his feet walks over and slaps Cooper's hand HARD, and I don't mean just a simple slap... Both Cooper and West eye each other cautiously as West steps to the apron and Coop enters the ring... [Once again, the screen changes back to the announce booth.] Jack Anderson: And tonight, at Wrestlefest III, we get the privilege of seeing Steve West and Cooper Concrete have another classic battle! __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ GRUDGE MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Steve West vs Cooper Concrete \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ----------------------------> WRITER: Joe <----------------------------- ["25 or 6 to 4" by Chicago begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! About to come down the aisle, hailing From the University of Higher Education, standing 6'1" and weighing in at 238 1/2 pounds, here is the IWF/WOW's former North American and United States National Champion... "PROFESSOR" STEVE WEST !!!! ["Professor" Steve West goes through the curtain and then walks down the aisle. Music blaring in the background, the Professor enters the ring area and acknowledges all the fans and begins conversing with Pain Inc supporters in the crowd. Before entering the ring, the Professor analyzes both the ring setup and the crowd altogether. The spotlight follows him towards the ring.] Rick Wright: I'll tell you what. Steve West is, without a doubt, going to win this match. John Robertson: Please... ["Another One Bites The Dust" by Queen begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: And his opponent! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts... Weighing 285 lbs. He is accompanied by his manager, Kelly James.... Here is COOPER CONCRETE!!!!!!!!!!!!! [The sensuous Kelly James makes her way through the curtains, and is followed by the Man With The Plan, Cooper Concrete...The crowd erupts as the IWFWOW Superstar slaps hands with the fans as the duo make their way down the aisle. On the JumboTron are snipets of Coop's IWFWOW career facing other Superstars such as AJ Stanson, Professor Steve West, the AoD, Eric Travers, Pain Inc, and Modern Apocalypse. In the ring, spotlights of COOP 3:B shine down on the mat. As Cooper gets up on the apron, he holds the ropes open for Kelly James, and the twosome flash the 3:B signal to the fans...(3 fingers raised in the air) and the fans respond in a big way! Kelly then blows a kiss to the crowd and the Man With The Plan focuses on the match.] Jack Anderson: And we're ready to go! John Robertson: No.. Steve West has grabbed a microphone, and apparently has something to say. "PROFESSOR" STEVE WEST: You know Coop, you and I have never seen eye to eye on many things. But I think for once you will agree with what I have to say. At one of the biggest PPV's of the year, two of the greatest stars to ever set foot in this federation are wrestling with nothing of substance on the line. And I think this sucks. What does everyone think? [crowd pops)] That's right, so Coop, I want to up the ante if you are game tonight. We are both ranked right up there in the rankings, so I think maybe we should make this a #1 contenders match. But not just any #1 contenders match, one for the World Title, and one where we need a winner. John Robertson: A Number One Contenders match! Jack Anderson: And Coop is shaking his head yes! We have ourselves a Number One Contender Match! Rick Wright: And there has to be a winner... Which of course, will be... John Robertson: Who cares! Jack Anderson: Cooper and West are circling around the ring, looking for the other to make a mistake. West shoots in for Coop's legs! But Concrete is quick enough to get out of the way, and again, they circle the ring. John Robertson: Both men have tremendous respect for each other, as you can see. And the lock up, but West avoids the contact and slips behind Coop, hooking him around the waist. Coop looking to send an elbow into West's head, but Steve is cleverly keeping his head behind Concrete's. Rick Wright: He's got him right where he wants him. Jack Anderson: Coop tries to grab at West's legs, but there's nothing there. Coop grabs at West's wrists, and is pulling his hands apart! Coop with an arm ringer! And he is using his other hand to pound on West's shoulder. Concrete picks up Steve West by that arm, and throws him down to the ground! John Robertson: West quickly up to his feet, and he ducks a clothesline! He hooks Cooper again from behind... German Suplex! West is quickly up to his feet, and is looking for a Figure-Four Leg-Lock! But Coop blocks it! He sent West through the ropes, to the outside by pushing him off with his foot. Rick Wright: West landed hard on the floor! He doesn't look that good! John Robertson: Coop is slow getting to his feet, and he looks at West who is down on the outside. He climbs through the ropes, and jumps off the apron, landing an ax handle to the back of Steve West! Jack Anderson: Coop pulls West to his feet, and smashes his head into the ring apron. And he throws West right into the steel guard rail! Kick to the midsection! Knee lift sends West over the guard rail and into the crowd! Rick Wright: He had better get away from those people before he catches something! John Robertson: How can one person be so stupid? Jack Anderson: One can only imagine. Coop grabs West from the other side, and sets him up-NO! West dropped Coop's throat across the steel! And Concrete is on the ground, holding his throat. John Robertson: Steve West is climbing onto the guard rail! He's waiting for Coop to get to his feet, and he leaps off with a cross body block! The referee is trying to get the wrestlers back into the ring, but there must be a winner, so he can't do anything about it! Rick Wright: He could just declare West the winner. Jack Anderson: West picks up Coop in a powerslam position, but smashes his back into the ring post instead! And again! Once more! And West slams Concrete hard to the floor! John Robertson: Again, the referee is telling West to bring it back into the ring. This time though, he rolls Coop into the ring. Both the referee and Steve West follow him in. Jack Anderson: Concrete is pulled to his feet by Steve West, who immediately buries a knee in his stomach. West bounces off the ropes, and executes a beautiful running knee lift! And he falls on top of Coop! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . . NO! KICKOUT BY COOP! John Robertson: I thought he had him there, and I think Steve did too. But West returns to the offensive. He hooks his legs around the neck of Cooper, and has him locked in a beautiful leg scissors! Rick Wright: Go Steve! John Robertson: Do you know the meaning of being "impartial?" Rick Wright: Huh? John Robertson: Thought so. Jack Anderson: Coop is in danger of being put to sleep by Steve West! But Coop's shoulders are also flat on the mat! ONE . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . COOP GETS HIS SHOULDER UP! John Robertson: And he turns over, and is in good position to break this hold. Coop rolls forward and grabs West's legs, and hold him in the pinning combination! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . KICKOUT! Rick Wright: Thank goodness. Jack Anderson: And West seems angry! He charges Coop! Missed the clothesline! Coop ducks behind, and hooks a Full Nelson! Into a release Dragon Suplex! Coop quickly slides over to make the cover! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . NO! Jack Anderson: Coop back himself into a corner, and is catching his breath while West struggles to his feet. Running clothesline flattens West! Coop is quick to pull Steve up to his feet, and he Irish Whips him. Coop catches him off the ropes, and has him in a Samoan Drop Position. But West struggles down the back of Cooper, and Coop falls into a sunset flip! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . THR- NO! COOP KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND! Rick Wright: Listen to the people in this place! They are on their feet, screaming! It's nuts! John Robertson: That's for sure! Both men are on their feet at about the same time, but West kicks Cooper in the stomach. DDT! West hooks the leg! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . . KICKOUT! Rick Wright: I just can't take this anymore! Jack Anderson: Ha ha! West is on his feet, and seems somewhat disgusted. Cooper is again pulled to his feet, and West throws him into the turnbuckles. And now he's putting Cooper Concrete onto the top turnbuckle! And following him up himself! West, standing on the top rope with Coop has him setup for a superplex! But Coop with a flury of punches to the midsection! John Robertson: And the crowd goes nuts! Jack Anderson: Coop with a punch to the head, and West returns the favor! Both men teetering up there... AND THEY BOTH FALL OFF! They landed sprawled on the mat, only inches from each other! Rick Wright: You can just see the fatigue setting in as the chest of both men heave up and down. John Robertson: The referee is not making an sort of count, because he knows that there must be a winner. A draw won't cut it here. Jack Anderson: And it's a good thing too, because both men have been flat on their back for at least a ten count. Finally, they're both starting to stir. Coop is struggling to get to his feet, while West is climbing the ropes like a ladder. John Robertson: Both men are now on their feet, staring at each other from across the ring. And they look around at the crowd gathered here in this building. The crowd is going crazy. And Coop is motion to the crowd that he wants everyone on their feet! He wants it louder! Jack Anderson: Listen to it in here! The crowd is just thunderous, and the atmosphere is simply awesome! John Robertson: And Coop and Steve West go after each other, and West throws a roundhouse right! And Coop retaliates with one of his own! West with another! Coop responds with one of his own! West with ano- BLOCKED BY COOP! And he lands a right hand! And another! And one more sends Steve West stumbling back into the turnbuckles! But Cooper keeps hammering away on him! Jack Anderson: And listen to the chants of, "COOP! COOP! COOP!" And he leads West into the middle of the ring... CEMEMNT MIXER! INVERTED SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Coop hooks the leg! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . THREE!!!! John Robertson: NO!!!! THE REFEREE IS SAYING IT WAS ONLY TWO! Rick Wright: You don't get _any_ closer to a pin than that! Jack Anderson: There was a collective sigh from this crowd, and Coop doesn't know what to think. Coop pulls himself and Steve West up to his feet. He whips West into the ropes... Spinebuster! He hooks the leg again! ONE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . TWO . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . SHOULDER BARELY UP! John Robertson: My God! What resilience by Steve West! And Coop is getting frustrated! Once again, he pulls West up to his feet, and Irish Whips him into the turnbuckles! Coop follows him in, but West moves out of the way of a big splash! Out of only instincts, West executes a side Russian Leg-Sweep! Rick Wright: What a match! Jack Anderson: West falls onto Cooper... And he locks in the STF! Simply the Finest! Out of nowhere! Coop is in the center of the ring, nowhere to go! Rick Wright: And West certainly isn't going to let him go! John Robertson: Coop is squirming, trying to get out, but it just isn't happening! Jack Anderson: He's been in that move almost a full minute, and he is not giving any signs of submitting. John Robertson: But he's starting to fade! The referee doesn't know what to... DING! DING! DING! Rick Wright: What? John Robertson: The referee used his discretion and called for the bell! RA: The winner of this contest... "Professor" Steve West! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Steve West -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= Rick Wright: I told you! John Robertson: Regardless, we saw a truly great match. Jack Anderson: West is standing off in the corner, catching his breath. And now he's walking towards Cooper Concrete... And he's helping him up. Coop stares at West for a second, and both men shake hands! What an act of class and a show of mutual respect. John Robertson: The fans are cheering on both men for putting on an outstanding match here tonight. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Rick Wright: Ok. What's next on the list? John Robertson: Now we are going over LIVE via Satellite to the Aviary of New York's Central Park Zoo. IT is time for our Rumble in the Jungle. Jack Anderson: And there is quite an interesting piece of history behind this. It all started at the Rookies Rumble where these two men met, and folks I am talking about "Magnificent" Mike Douglas and Steppenwulf. John Robertson: Steppenwulf has always been an enigma about himself, but one thing he has made clear. He's playing for keeps. Rick Wright: That's somewhat ironic! After the Rookies Rumble, Steppenwulf did something that no other "normal" man could walk away from. During the Triangle Match between Mike Douglas, Knick Man, and Blake Alexander, Steppenwulf performed a Suicide Plancha from over forty to fifty feet in the air, up in the rafters of the arena, and proceeded to attack all three. Jack Anderson: And what should be noted is that Steppenwulf took locks of hair from Douglas and Alexander, along with the jersey of Knick Man. But Douglas got his revenge by taking a lock of Steppenwulf's hair along with the Khuri Dagger Steppenwulf always carries. John Robertson: Steppenwulf saw that as a cardinal sin, and then proceeded to kidnap Ms. Magnificent in order to get this match. Jack Anderson: And we don't need to remind you of the rules. For someone to win, they have to prevent their opponent from participating any further and then placing him in the position of a trapped animal. If Mike Douglas wins, he regains the company of Ms. Magnificent. If Steppenwulf wins, he gets his Khuri Dagger back and he decides if Ms. Magnificent goes free. John Robertson: Let's take you there live. __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ RUMBLE IN THE JUNGLE \ V V / | _| ___) | Steppenwulf vs Mike Douglas \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ------------------------> WRITER: David Pietka <------------------------ [The scene moves over to the exterior of the Central Park Zoo's Aviary, where hundreds of fans have lined up to watch this fight on closed-circuit television. In the small corner, the IWF/WOW Broadcast Team is pictured] Rick Wright: A little controversy about this fight. Steppenwulf says that IWF/WOW Co-President Chad Ishikawa was the one who arranged this match. Jack Anderson: I don't see any controversy. John Robertson: COME ON! Ishikawa has been doing things for Steppenwulf left, right, and center. Who's to say that they aren't allied? Rick Wright: Speaking of Steppenwulf, we don't know if he's inside yet. [Mike Douglas's limo pulls up to the Central Park Zoo, It is blasting "Back in Black" by AC/DC. All the IWF/WoW fans outside the zoo run over to the limo to see Mike Douglas. Mike Douglas is standing up on top of the roof of the limo with his hands up in the air. The limo stops and Mike Douglas jumps off the top of the limo and makes his way through the crowd. He makes his way to the Central Park Zoo Aviary where he will meet his opponent Steppenwulf. He is wearing a pair of blue jeans with a sleeveless black shirt that says "Magnificent" Mike Douglas on the front and "You will never be Magnificent" on the back in red letters. He has his black wrestling boots and elbow pads on. He keeps walking until he reaches the Aviary. Then he pulls a microphone out from him back pocket and begins to speak.] Rick Wright: And here's Douglas! MIKE DOUGLAS: Steppenwulf, Your time is up. You were actually stupid enough to show up. It's time for me to take back what is mine and that is Ms. Magnificent. I'm not going to talk for an hour, I'll let my fists do the talking. But let's just say that you and the millions of people watching around the world are going to find out why they call me........... MAGNIFICENT!! Jack Anderson: Douglas is going up to the Aviary Doors, and a security guard is carefully searching Douglas for any weapons. The rules forbid any outside weaponry to be brought in. Rick Wright: Why would Mike care about that! He has to get his woman back! John Robertson: Douglas has checked out and he's inside. Still no sign of Steppenwulf, we are unsure if he is inside the Aviary or not. Jack Anderson: Douglas is walking in and would you look at this place! [The scenery is jungle-like. Vines hanging off of every tree, and the roof extending up to sixty or seventy feet high, some of the trees reaching that height.] Rick Wright: Advantage… Steppenwulf. Jack Anderson: It is obvious that Steppenwulf is more attuned to this manner of combat. He's lived in the jungle most of his life. John Robertson: Douglas is walking deeper into the avi… WHAT THE HELL! [Douglas just stepped on a Loop-hole Trap and is now hanging upside-down.] Rick Wright: FROM BEHIND! STEPPENWULF WITH A SHOULDER CHARGE! Jack Anderson: I guess we have our answer. The security officer is letting the referee in and locking the door behind them. We are watching this via the security cameras inside the aviary. John Robertson: Steppenwulf is having his way with Douglas, who is now being thrust down. At least he's free from the trap. Rick Wright: And Steppenwulf runs off. Can we get a camera on his location. [The screen splits. One on Douglas, the other on Steppenwulf. Steppenwulf appears to be digging a hole that isn't too deep.] John Robertson: Hey! Outside objects aren't allowed! Jack Anderson: I don't think that it's a shovel that he's using, John. Looks more like a branch, and that hole doesn't look to be a foot deep! Rick Wright: And Steppenwulf runs off again… AND DOUGLAS JUMPS HIM! Jack Anderson: Douglas was lying in wait in the bushes, but I don't think he saw the hole. Douglas taking Steppenwulf down with a slam. Rick Wright: Douglas is picking up a fallen branch. We'll be seeing a lot of that here! [THWACK!] John Robertson: OUCH! Steppenwulf took that right in the back! Jack Anderson: Douglas swings again… Steppenwulf rolls away. Steppenwulf on his feet… SAVATE KICK BY STEPPENWULF! Rick Wright: And Douglas is down… and if I'm not mistaken, Steppenwulf seems to be taking to the vines and playing Tarzan! [Steppenwulf is climbing the tree and swinging away.] John Robertson: Douglas isn't too far behind, he's giving his chase on foot. Jack Anderson: Steppenwulf is… WHERE'S STEPPENWULF? [The security cameras switch from position to position, but Steppenwulf can't be located.] Rick Wright: I don't believe this! Where the hell is Steppenwulf! And look at Douglas! He doesn't know where he is. John Robertson: We have Steppenwulf! He's back at his hole! [The camera splits into two again, and Steppenwulf is still digging away at his hole.] Jack Anderson: I think he's put some width into that hole, and it appears to have gotten deeper. Rick Wright: Douglas is still searching, with that branch in his hand. [SNAP!] John Robertson: What was that? Sounded like a branch! Jack Anderson: Whatever it was, it sent Steppenwulf running. Douglas is coming along… Rick Wright: He doesn't have a clue as to what's going on. [Douglas is looking around, totally confused. He takes a step forward, and finds himself in another loop-hole trap!] Rick Wright: AGAIN! Steppenwulf obviously got here much earlier to have done this, if it was him. Jack Anderson: STEPPENWULF FROM A HIGH BRANCH! ANOTHER SUICIDE PLANCHA! John Robertson: RIGHT ON THE MONEY! Not that it was really suicide, Douglas wasn't going anywhere. Jack Anderson: Both men are exchanging lefts and rights, and now the referee has finally caught up with the two! Rick Wright: He was lost all this time? What a loser! Jack Anderson: Douglas takes Steppenwulf to his feet… HE'S GONNA PILEDRIVE HIM! John Robertson: HERE! That would kill him! Jack Anderson: That may be Douglas' intention! Rick Wright: Douglas trying to set up Steppenwulf… NO? John Robertson: Steppenwulf has a forty-pound weight advantage over Douglas. He tips the scales at 300! Pretty beefed for a guy who's only six-two. Jack Anderson: Douglas trying again… REVERSAL BY STEPPENWULF WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Rick Wright: COME ON! John Robertson: Steppenwulf has a hold of a branch… Rick Wright: HA HA! It's attached to a tree, I don't think Steppenwulf can… John Robertson: RIPPED IT RIGHT OF THE TREE! Rick Wright: WHAT! Jack Anderson: Steppenwulf may be having one of his Adrenaline Surges again! He's pretty relentless now! He's swinging with that branch like it's a club… AND THAT IS ONE BIG DAMN BRANCH! Rick Wright: But Steppenwulf is doing the same attack over and over! That's won't do any good! John Robertson: I hate to admit it, but you may be right, Rick. Jack Anderson: Douglas rolls away… DROP KICK! Steppenwulf is stunned, but Douglas felt it too! Rick Wright: LEG TAKEDOWN BY DOUGLAS! AND NOW HE HAS HIM IN A TEXAS CLOVERLEAF! John Robertson: Steppenwulf is screaming, but it doesn't matter! Douglas has to keep Steppenwulf from continuing in any way he can! Jack Anderson: What's Douglas doing now? He's reaching into… A ROPE! WHAT'S A ROPE DOING HERE! Rick Wright: Hey! He found it in the Aviary! It's legal! John Robertson: Douglas is binding Steppenwulf's legs together! He releases the hold… and he's tossing the rope over a branch! Jack Anderson: He's pulling Steppenwulf up… He's tying the rope to a nearby root… Rick Wright: IT'S DONE! DOUGLAS WINS! DOUGLAS WINS! John Robertson: NO WAY! That rope was an illegal weapon! Someone planted that there! Jack Anderson: Either way, Douglas thinks he is victorious! He's telling the referee to go get Ms. Magnificent! Rick Wright: He has to, Douglas just… WHAT IS THE REFEREE SAYING?! John Robertson: The ref is saying that Steppenwulf doesn't meet the requirements to be captured! And that Douglas used an illegal object! AND DOUGLAS IS LIVID! Rick Wright: STEPPENWULF'S DOWN! HOW DID HE GET DOWN! Jack Anderson: Look, the root gave way! It couldn't hold a man as heavy as Steppenwulf. John Robertson: Douglas didn't see it, and Steppenwulf is behind Douglas… HE HAS THAT GIANT BRANCH! Jack Anderson: DOUGLAS IS TURNING AROUND! Rick Wright: NO! DOUGLAS, DON'T! [THWACK!] John Robertson: RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! DOUGLAS TOOK THAT BLOW RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! Rick Wright: NO! NO! NO! Jack Anderson: And again Steppenwulf takes off! The referee is checking on Douglas, and Douglas isn't moving. But there's nothing the ref can do until Steppenwulf traps Douglas! Rick Wright: Where is that slant-eyed freak of nature! [The security cameras move from position to position, finally finding Steppenwulf digging the hole again, only it is significantly larger!] Jack Anderson: What the hell! He has to be working fast! John Robertson: He has to if he wants to stay un-captured! Rick Wright: Let's go back to Douglas! [The camera positions back to Douglas, who is slowly rising to his feet.] John Robertson: That is definitely going to give him a headache in the morning! Douglas is screaming at the referee! He's screaming about why he wasn't given the win! Rick Wright: THE REFEREE IS A SLACKER! ISHIKAWA PAID HIM OFF! John Robertson: Hey! Steppenwulf was still alive and kicking when Douglas hoisted him up! If the criteria for winning was simply to trap your opponent, Steppenwulf would have won this match a long time ago! Jack Anderson: Remember, Rick. Douglas stuck his foot into those loop-hole traps! Rick Wright: Those don't count! John Robertson: Anyway, Douglas is off searching for Steppenwulf. Let's take a look… HEY! [The position where Steppenwulf was is empty. Steppenwulf isn't there, and neither is the hole.] Rick Wright: What the bloody hell! Where's Steppenwulf! Where's the hole! [We hear a screaming in the distance!] Jack Anderson: GO OVER THERE, QUICK! [The position changes to Steppenwulf and Douglas, BOTH caught in Loop-hole traps.] Rick Wright: HA! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! NOT ONLY IS DOUGLAS CAUGHT, BUT STEPPENWULF STEPPED INTO ONE OF HIS OWN TRAPS! HA HA! Jack Anderson: The referee is over there, but he has no idea who to free first! [SNAP!] John Robertson: Gravity seemed to choose for him! Jack Anderson: Steppenwulf is down… and he's not moving! Rick Wright: Douglas is up on his feet, and he sees the fallen Steppenwulf! John Robertson: Douglas picks up Steppenwulf and starts slugging him! Jack Anderson: DDT BY DOUGLAS! Rick Wright: Douglas seems to have outlasted the hunter! He's looking for one of those traps of Steppenwulf's but even I can't find them! John Robertson: I guess Douglas is choosing to rough him up some more! Jack Anderson: Hey… this place looks familiar! Rick Wright: Douglas sets Steppenwulf up… RUNNING POWERBO… Jack Anderson: THE TRAP! Robertson & Rick Wright: What? [CRUNCH! SNAP! The ground gives way and both Douglas and Steppenwulf fall into a pit that's close to six feet deep and pretty wide! We can hear the groans of both men.] John Robertson: THAT'S WHAT STEPPENWULF WAS DOING! HE WAS SETTING A TRAP FOR DOUGLAS TO WALK INTO! Rick Wright: EXCEPT HE RAN INTO IT, WITH STEPPENWULF IN HIS ARMS! Jack Anderson: Both men on their feet… They're slugging it out… MUAY THAI ROUNDHOUSE TO DOUGLAS' NECK BY STEPPENWULF! Rick Wright: Oh no! NO! HE'S GONNA GO FOR THE TIGER TRAP! John Robertson: He positions Douglas… AND HE HAS IT! THE STEPPENWULF TIGER TRAP! THE STANDING HEAD AND ARM SCISSORS! Jack Anderson: Submissions don't matter in this case. Steppenwulf may be seeking to choke Douglas out with that rather than try to snap his neck! Rick Wright: STEPPENWULF FALLS BACK, STILL HAVING DOUGLAS IN THE HOLD! I DON'T THINK HE MEANT TO DO THAT! Voice: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH! John Robertson: I think someone just got seriously hurt. Rick Wright & Jack Anderson: YOU THINK, JOHN? John Robertson: A HAND! Someone's hand is reaching out for something. Rick Wright: A vine! Whoever's hand that is just grabbed hold of a vine that could end this match! Jack Anderson: The hand goes under again… [A few minutes of silence and no movement. Then, the same hand reaches up…] Rick Wright: There's that hand! Whoever it is… HE'S COMING UP! Jack Anderson: IT'S… IT'S… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … .. . IT'S STEPPENWULF! STEPPENWULF IS COMING UP, AND HE'S HOLDING THE VINE! John Robertson: He reaches down… AND HE HAS DOUGLAS! AND DOUGLAS IS HOG-TIED! Rick Wright: LOOK AT DOUGLAS' ARM! Jack Anderson: Douglas seems to have sustained a serious injury to his arm. John Robertson: THAT'S IT! THE REFEREE SAYS IT'S OVER! Rick Wright: WHAT? RA: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just received word from the official in New York's Central Park Zoo Aviary. He has informed me that "Magnificent" Mike Douglas had been caught in a Texas Hog-Tie and has sustained a dislocated shoulder and is unable to continue. Therefore… The winner of the Rumble in the Jungle match… IS STEPPENWULF! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Steppenwulf -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ["Psycho Man" by Black Sabbath plays in the arena and outside the aviary. Steppenwulf is slowly making it to his feet, sustaining some injury himself.] Rick Wright: PLEASE! This match was fixed from the start! Jack Anderson: Fixed or not, Steppenwulf has trapped his "prey", like he promised! And here comes the Security officer with both Steppenwulf's Khuri Dagger and Ms. Magnificent. John Robertson: Steppenwulf is asking for a microphone… STEPPENWULF: Such is the price of angering the Asian Madness... but he feels generous. You have placed up a good hunt, and despite the fact you lost, Steppenwulf shall return your precious woman... Jack Anderson: WHAT IS HE DOING? John Robertson: He's letting Ms. Magnificent go! She seems happy, and she's going to help Douglas. Steppenwulf just sheaths his Dagger and… hey, wait a second… WHO'S THAT AT THE DOOR! [A man in his mid- to late-fifties stands in the middle of the doorway. He seems to be a man of regality, wearing a crushed velvet suit and carrying a cane. There is a large man behind him, but he doesn't follow the man as he goes in. The man is also holding a microphone.] OLD MAN: I finally found you, Reinholt… John Robertson: Reinholt? Who the hell is Reinholt? Jack Anderson: I don't know, but he seems to be addressing Steppenwulf. STEPPENWULF: Who are you, and who is the Reinholt you speak of? What concern is he to Steppenwulf? OLD MAN: I am the High Regent Lord Bernhart von Steppenwulf of Berlin. STEPPENWULF: Stepp… Did Steppenwulf just hear you say his name? BERNHART VON STEPPENWULF: Of course… it is our family name, my son. STEPPENWULF: WHAT? [unsheaths his Khuri Dagger] TELL STEPPENWULF EVERYTHING! Who are you and what do you want with him? BERNHART VON STEPPENWULF: My son… Have they poisoned your mind so terribly in Asia… I am your father! STEPPENWULF: His… Father. [His anger grows] Then you are the one who abandoned him and his mother! BERNHART VON STEPPENWULF: Your mother? Oh, you mean Hsiao Ming? I have already found her… STEPPENWULF: What? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIS MOTHER! Rick Wright: What the hell is going on! Who is this guy! BERNHART VON STEPPENWULF: Oh, my poor son. I will tell you everything in good time, Reinholt… Come with me peacefully, I don't want to have to shoot you. Jack Anderson: WHAT? STEPPENWULF: Many have tried, old fool… BUT STEPPENWULF SHALL NO… [BANG!] STEPPENWULF: AAAH! John Robertson: WHAT? Did that old man just shoot Steppenwulf? Jack Anderson: Yeah… with a tranquilizer gun! BERNHART VON STEPPENWULF: You will thank me when we return to Berlin, Reinholt… [BANG!] STEPPENWULF: AAAH! No… you will not… capture… the Asian… [Steppenwulf never finishes his statement, he falls to the tranquilizer. The large man enters and picks up Steppenwulf and walks out, the old man behind.] John Robertson: What the hell just happened? Some man claiming to be Steppenwulf's father has just kidnapped Steppenwulf himself! Jack Anderson: Look at Douglas… He's on his feet and… HE'S YELLING AT MS. MAGNIFICENT? MIKE DOUGLAS: HONEY, You have caused me more trouble in the last few weeks than ANYONE else that I can remember. Girls like you are a dime a dozen. [Ms. Magnificent gives a upset look on her face like she know what coming next] MIKE DOUGLAS: You don't even deserve a name like MAGNIFICENT. So Linda. Mike Douglas will rise to the top of the IWF/WoW and as for you. [he pauses] MIKE DOUGLAS: HIT THE BRICKS BECAUSE AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED YOUR JUST ANOTHER NAME!! [Mike Douglas motions for her to leave and she puts her head down and leaves the Central Park Zoo. He then continues] MIKE DOUGLAS: And NOW!! I will move onto BIGGER and BETTER things. And BIGGER things I mean the IWF/WoW US National Championship. So whoever the champ is after this night is over, I am challenging you to a match at IWF/WoW Monday Mayhem. SO, BRING IT ON!! Because. You can think your Good, You can think your Great, But....... YOU WILL NEVER BE MAGNIFICENT!!!!!! [Mike Douglas throws down the microphone an leaves the Central Park Zoo Aviary] Rick Wright: I DON'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING! Jack Anderson: Mike Douglas has just cast Ms. Magnificent aside! John Robertson: What th… nevermind… I won't even say it. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: Well folks we are just moments away from seeing Brian O'Neil put his US National Title up on the line against Blake Alexander, and there will be four chairs in the ring as well, also this could turn into a potential violent and bloody match! Jack Anderson: Well we have seen in other "extreme federations" that chairs have been used in the inside and outside of the ring, and it makes for a pretty interesting match up. Rick Wright: Great maybe there will be blood shed tonight then! ["Cat Scratch Fever" by Ted Nugent blares over the PA System.] John Robertson: Well we sure know who this is. [The lights dim as a gold colored spotlight beams on the curtain. After a few seconds, "Simply Divine" Blake Alexander walks through the curtains receiving a negative reaction from the crowd.] ["S.D." is wearing his normal wrestling attire of silver latex tights, kneepads with a red maple leaf, and a long silver vest that can almost be classified as a trench coat. On the back of this vest written in fancy gold lettering is "Simply Divine." His dirty blond hair is tied back in a ponytail, and he has a very happy look upon his face.] [He stops at the very beginning of the aisle, and observes the fans around him. Shaking his head in disgust, he turns back towards the curtains and motions for someone to come out. After a few seconds a woman steps out, and is quickly recognized to be the female Dark Child, who has looking quite beautiful after an almost total makeover. Her hair is now blond, and is parted off to the side and hanging evenly down to her shoulders. Gone are the facial piercing; save the silver hoops dangling from her ears. She has slipped into a very sexy pink latex skirt with thin straps on her shoulders. With a very arrogant look about her, she twists around, showing the world how beautiful she has become. ] [Quickly, Blake and the female walk to the ring, avoiding all contact with the fans. With "S.D." holding the ropes, the female climbs into the ring, followed by Blake himself. Grabbing a microphone as the music fades out, Blake begins speaking, like always very arrogantly.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: Well, well, well. Blake Alexander is here at Wrestlefest number three, and I'm moments away from being crowned the IWF/WOW US National Champion. Let me tell you, things are going real well. ["S.D." walks around the ring, and whispers something to the female before continuing.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: Now you can see that I've brought a friend with me here tonight. You've all seen here before, but definitely not looking this spectacular. Just by spending a little money, anyone can look good. Well, almost anyone. But that's another story. No longer is she a "Dark Child," but she is now the lovely, beautiful, Christina! [Blake turns to Christina, and claps his hands while she does a bit of a pose.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: But there's something much more important going on tonight. Tonight, March 14, 1999 will forever be remembered as the day that the Blake Alexander easily defeated Brian O'Neil to win his first ever IWF/WOW Championship! [Before Blake Alexander can talk, again. "Soldiers of Darkness" by Sunz of Man/Killarmy plays throughout the loudspeakers.] VOICE OVER: DON'T SPEAK TOO QUICKLY... [After a few seconds, we can see who just said that. The person comes out from behind the curtain. It's "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil, he's accompanied by his only "Dark Child". Brian O'Neil also has his US National title draped over his shoulder. The "Dark Angel" has a microphone, and begins to speak with a angry tone of voice.] "DARK ANGEL" BRIAN O'NEIL: You've stolen my child, but don't even think that you will be able to steal my US National title! [The crowd gives a mixed reaction.] "DARK ANGEL" BRIAN O'NEIL: You worked my last nerve when you stole my child, and brain washed her to stay with you. I can't wait to get my hands on you. I can't wait to finally be able to hit you four times in a row. I can't wait to see you lying, on the mat, helpless, and not even being able to move. Since the beginning, you have been trying to get me to blow, you tried everything. You even hit me with chairs five times in a row! Pinning you, and retaining me US National belt will feel very good at the end of the night. I only hope tha... [Blake Alexander stops the "Dark Angel" to talk, by only speaking over his voice. He speaks with a determined tone of voice.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: Just hold it right there you dumb piece of I don't know what! First of all, nobody invited you out here. These people don't want to see and oh-so-stupid _nothing_ like you when they can see the greatest thing since sliced bread, ol' "S.D." himself! [Crowd responds with boos, but "S.D." doesn't seem to care.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: But since you had the nerve to come out here and interrupt me, I won't come down there and beat you around, because I'm saving that for later. You can come out here and whine, but the fact remains that Blake Alexander is your superior, and I will without a doubt prove that tonight when I take that gold from around your waist. [Blake makes a motion at his waist, indicating where the US National Title would go.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: And I certainly could care less how you feel about Christina being with me, and not you. Did you actually think that sleeping in card board boxes is a way to keep a woman around? No, what you got to do is show her a little bit of lovin' like only Blake Alexander can do! [Both Christina and Blake bust out laughing, while the "Dark Angel" is simply irate. The "Dark Angel" lifts up his microphone, and starts speaking once more. This time he speaks in a very high, and angry tone of voice.] "DARK ANGEL" BRIAN O'NEIL: If that's what she wants, I can't do anything else, I guess. If she's that easy to manipulate, I don't want her around me, anymore! [The crowd give's a mixed reaction, for the "Dark Angel". Although, more people cheers, than jeers this time.] "DARK ANGEL" BRIAN O'NEIL: All I want right now is to hit you with all those chairs later on tonight! It's gonna feel _really_ good. You might've stolen my "Dark Child", but you will never be able steal my US National title! You are not my superior, you can't be a superior when you're fighting against me. I'm the man with the "Supreme Skills", nobody has ever taken me down! And I don't intend to fall against a jerk like you, Blake! Anyway, I gotta go, I gotta think of something really sick to do to you at our match-up... Until then... [The "Dark Angel" give's a maniacal laugh, and he drops the microphone to the ground. He then walks behind the curtain, and the "Dark Child" follows him there. "Soldiers of Darkness" by Sunz of Man/Killarmy begins to play through the loudspeakers. Blake Alexander just looks toward the curtain, and laughs while walking around in the ring.] "SIMPLY DIVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER: Oh yeah, run away! Run to the back and cry your eyes out _knowing_ that you're losing that belt tonight. But you do have something right. I'm not going to steal you're US National Title...No... I'm going to bash you over the head with four chairs, and then I'm going _take_ my title! Polish it up nice O'Neil! ["Cat Scratch Fever" by Ted Nugent plays over the PA System, and Blake throws down the microphone. He walks around inside the ring for a few seconds, taunting members of the audience. Then, with Christina holding the ropes open for him, he jumps to the outside and together, they head to the back.] John Robertson: Well....Alexander and O'Neil was some rather strong words for each other, and I think you were right Rick, pardon the pun, but I think that we will be seeing blood tonight! Rick Wright: Well of course we will. These two guys have more on the line then a title, they always have their pride on the line, and even though she isn't up for grabs, I think that they will also be fighting for The Dark Child....er...I mean Christina....I mean....I don't know what to call her at all!! Jack Anderson: Well like mentioned a few moments ago, there will be four chairs in the ring while this match takes place, and they could use the chairs inside the ring, outside the ring, regardless of where they use the chairs....the chairs defiantly will be used! John Robertson: Well it should be one hell of a match, and regardless of who wins this match, it will be a well fought battle! __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ IWF/WOW US NATIONAL TITLE - FOUR CHAIRS MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Brian O'Neil vs Blake Alexander \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ------------------------> WRITER: Chris Shannon <----------------------- DING! DING! DING! RA: This next match is set for one fall with a 25 minute time limit, and it is for the IWF/WOW US National Championship! [the crowd pops.] ["Walk All Over You" by AC/DC begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, hailing From Montreal, Quebec Canada, standing 6'1" and weighing in at 233 pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Christina, here is... "SIMPLY DEVINE" BLAKE ALEXANDER!!! [The lights dim in the arena and multi-colored spotlights begin swirling around the arena as "Walk All Over You" by AC/DC blares over the PA system, and the crowd reacts with a chorus of boos. After a few seconds, the spotlights all come together at the entranceway where small crackling gold pyrotechnics begin igniting at the entranceway. Within a few seconds they have gradually gotten larger until the entire entranceway seems to be engulfed by the crackling pyrotechnics and thick white smoke. Then, walking through the smoke and fire and into the light of the spotlights comes one of the finest performers in the industry, "Simply Divine" Blake Alexander. He stands just in front of the smoke and fire for a few seconds, as the fire portion of the pyrotechnics ceases and the smoke builds up. He walks at a steady pace towards the ring, the spotlight following him the entire way, not even acknowledging any of the fans. The only time he does, is when a fan reaches out at touches him, but it only annoys "S.D." Once in the ring, he takes off his long vest and does a few arm stretches and tugs on the top ring rope as he awaits the competition.] ["Soldiers of Darkness" by Sunz of Man/Killarmy plays over the PA system.] RA: Coming down the ring, coming from Ottawa, Ontario... He's 6'7", and weighs in at 275 pounds, our current US National Champion... _THE "DARK ANGEL"_ !!!!BRIAN O'NEIL!!!! [A mixed reaction is brought upon from the crowd. Then, the "Dark Angel" comes from behind the curtains, he puts his hands of his hips, and looks around nodding his head. He has a small, sick smile on his face as he walks down the aisle. While he walks, we can see his "Dark Child" following him from behind. Brian O'Neil is wearing a black t-shirt that has "Everything sucks" on his in white. When he comes closer to the camera, we can see his two facial rings. One on his left eyebrow, and the other one on his left nostril. He then climbs up in ring steps, and goes in the middle of the ring.] [The "Dark Angel" waits for his "Dark Child" to come, and meet him right at the center of the ring. He then lays his hand out, as if the "Dark Child is supposed to give him something. The "Dark Child" hands him the US National championship title. The "Dark Angel" picks it up by his two hands, and raises it up above his head. The crowd gives a really big mixed reaction. It's really tough to see what are louder, cheers, and jeers. The "Dark Angel" then give's the belt to the referee, and goes to his corner. Closing his eyes to prepare himself mentally.] DING! DING! DING! John Robertson: Both competitors are in the ring, and are circling each other preparing to lock up. Jack Anderson: Well I am wondering if Christina and O'Neil's only remaining Dark Child will end up getting involved in this match, or possible against each other? Rick Wright: Well that Dark Child better not hurt Christina, I need her to be perfect for our date tonight. Jack Anderson: You have a date with her? How did that happen? Rick Wright: Uh duh...I asked her! Jack Anderson: And she said yes??? Rick Wright: Well not in so many words, she said when pigs fly and I have a feeling there'll be some oinkers flying through the air tonight! Jack Anderson: Oh brother! John Robertson: Well there are four chairs in the ring, and at any time possible those chairs could be used extremely, and in order to win this match you have to use all four chairs. Rick Wright: Come on I want to see blood!!! John Robertson: O'Neil and Alexander lock up....O'Neil gets Alexander in a Standing Side Headlock....Alexadner pushes O'Neil to the ropes.....he goes for a Shoulder Block....but the heavier O'Neil knocks Alexander down to the mat. O'Neil bounces off the ropes...Alexander stays flat on the mat as O'Neil hops over him and bounces to the opposite ropes......Alexander back up on his feet.....he goes for a Hip Toss...but O'Neil blocks it....AND HE MOWS DOWN ALEXANDER WITH A CLOTHSLINE!!! Jack Anderson: Well there we see the excellent power of O'Neil....and he just "threw" down Alexander! Rick Wright: Come on use a chair damnit...use a chair!!! John Robertson: Well it sounds like Brian O'Neil heard you, and he grabs the first chair and patiently waits for Blake Alexander to get back to his feet! Jack Anderson: If anybody has a weak stomach, then watching the next few seconds of this match might not be a good idea. Turns your heads....and cover the eyes of small children. Rick Wright: Come on....come on....nail him, come on do it! John Robertson: Alexander is getting back to his feet, he turns to look for O'Neil...O'Neil goes to swing....NO ALEXANDER DUCKS....HE NASIL O'NEIL WITH A KICK TO THE GUT AND O'NEIL DROPS THE CHAIR....AND ALEXANDER WITH A DDT ON O'NEIL RIGHT ONTO THE CHAIR!!!! Jack Anderson: And the ref is signaling that it counts, that chair shout counts! Rick Wright: Score Alexander 1, and O'Neil zip! John Robertson: Alexander kicks away at the head of the O'Neil....he picks him up off of his feet....and a Russian Leg Sweep by Alexander right onto the chair that was just used! Jack Anderson: Well that doesn't count as two, but still it adds more damage to the match! John Robertson: Alexander picks up O'Neil and throws him in the corner, and he starts verbally taunting O'Neil! Jack Anderson: Look at Christina on the outside of the ring....she's jumping up and down for joy at the sight of seeing O'Neil getting beat up. Rick Wright: Oh wow....nice... Jack Anderson: Stop right there! Rick Wright: Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Jack Anderson: Rick please your getting drool on my monitor!!! Rick Wright: That's not drool! Jack Anderson: Eeeeeewwwwwwww!!!!!! John Robertson: Alexadner goes for a Dropkick....BUT NO O'NEIL JUST TOSSES ALEXANDER ASIDE! Jack Anderson: Great move by O'Neil, and it gives him a few seconds to gain his wind back. John Robertson: O'Neil gets behind Alexander who's getting back to his feet....O'NEIL NAILS ALEXANDER WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE KNEE OF ALEXANDER WHO GOES DOWN IN A HEAP!!! Jack Anderson: Great move by O'Neil taking the leg of Alexander out from under him. John Robertson: O'Neil "clamps" the right leg of Alexander down on the mat, and O'Neil drives a knee right onto the right knee of Alexander, who let's out a yelp. Jack Anderson: It looks like Blake Alexander is hurt more than he should be, and a good move one again by O'Neil using sound strategy to take out Blake Alexander! John Robertson: O'Neil picks Alexander up off of his feet....and he kicks the leg out from under Alexander who goes down in a heap! O'Neil picks up the first chair, and he waits for Alexander to get back to his feet. Jack Anderson: Well last time we saw O'Neil attempt this, it backfired on him. Rick Wright: Yeah and I think history is about to repeat itself! John Robertson: O'Neil keeps "behind" Alexander....he waits for Blake to get back to his feet....and O'Neil drives the chair right into the back of the knee of Blake Alexander!!! Jack Anderson: Well more and more Alexander is having that right leg damaged, and a smart move by O'Neil to use the chair as a weapon against the knee of Simply Divine! Rick Wright: Yeah but we don't want to see Blake Alexander get crippled or anything like that!!! He's a great competitor that can't afford to be injured!!! John Robertson: O'Neil gets the second chair and he unfolds it, he gets Alexander and sets him up....he picks him up....AND DRIVES THAT RIGHT KNEE RIGHT DOWN ONTO THE CHAIR!!! Jack Anderson: Well now the score for the match is O'Neil 2...Alexander 1! Rick Wright: Well soon it will be Alexander 4....O'Neil 2!~ Jack Anderson: Well Rick the match could go either way. Rick Wright: Hey....Alexander is gonna win this one....end of story! John Robertson: O'Neil sets up yet another folding chair he picks Alexander up by the hair. He sets him up......VERTICAL SUPLEX BY O'NEIL AND HE BRINGS ALEXANDER CRASHING DOWN ON THE CHAIR!!!! Jack Anderson: Well O'Neil has one more chair to use and then he will have the match won! Rick Wright: No that can't be! Alexander can't lose the match!!! Jack Anderson: Why not? Rick Wright: Because I said so! Jack Anderson: Oh brother! John Robertson: O'Neil grabs the legs of Blake Alexander.....AND HE GETS HIM IN A FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK!!!!! Rick Wright: Where the hell did he learn how to do that!?!?! Jack Anderson: Well it is a great move by O'Neil, and it will do further damage to that bad leg of Alexander, which has taken a lot of punishment here so far! Rick Wright: Hey take a look on the outside of the ring!!! [the camera view switches to the outside of the ring, where O'Neil's "Dark Child" is slowly advancing towards Christina. He is yelling at her...."why, why!?!".....and she responds back with profanities.] Jack Anderson: Well The Dark Child is trying to get some answers from Christina it looks like! Rick Wright: Yeah and instead what he is getting is about 101 ways to tell somebody where to go and how to get there! John Robertson: O'Neil still has that Figure Four locked in solid, and Alexander despite the amount of pain he is in is trying to drag himself towards the ring ropes. Jack Anderson: Yes and with the weight advantage that O'Neil has over him, that is no easy task! John Robertson: Hey wait a minute....Alexander is dragging himself towards the second chair....not the ring ropes! Rick Wright: Yeah and that sucker O'Neil has no idea what he is doing! This is great I love it! John Robertson: Alexander is slowly getting closer to the chair....he's reaching out for it....AND HE FINALLY GRABS IT!!! ALEXANDER USES ALL THE ATRENGTH LEFT IN HIS BODY AND HE NAILS O'NEIL OVER THE HEAD WITH THE FOLDING STEEL CHAIR!!!! Jack Anderson: Well Blake Alexander just moved himself a couple of steps closer to a win, and now he's got two more left in order to win the match! Rick Wright: Yes and soon enough Simply Divine will be our divine US National Champ!!! John Robertson: Alexander is slow to get back to his feet and he is favoring that right leg. He gets up, still holding that second chair.......AND HE NAILS O'NEIL OVER THE HEAD WITH IT.....AND AGAIN....AND AGAIN AND FINALLY THE REF TAKES THE CHAIR AWAY FROM BLAKE ALEXANDER AND THROWS IT OUT OF THE RING!!! Rick Wright: Why the hell did the ref do that?!?!?!? Jack Anderson: Well Alexander had already used that chair, and he was intentionally using it over again! Rick Wright: Yeah so what!!! Jack Anderson: Nevermind you're hopeless!!! John Robertson: Alexander yells at the ref, and then turns his attention back to O'Neil and starts kicking away at the head and neck area of O'Neil. Jack Anderson: Well it looks like Alexander is setting him up something, but what that is, is the big question! Rick Wright: I have a feeling that we are about to find out. John Robertson: Alexander gets the third chair and unfolds it....he picks up O'Neil and drags him over to the chair....he sets him up for a Vertical Suplex....OH MY GOD....A BRIANBUSTER SUPLEX RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! O'NEIL HAS GOT TO BE SERIOUSLY INJURED AFTER THAT!!! Jack Anderson: Well there is some very slight movement from O'Neil, so that must mean he is not as badly injured as he could have been, thank god! Rick Wright: Rats! Jack Anderson: You're sick! John Robertson: Well now there is only one more chair shot left, and the score is all evened up...wait.... [the camera pans to the aisle way, where Steve West is spotted making his way down to the ring.] Jack Anderson: Here comes Steve West, what is he doing down here!?!?! Rick Wright: Well he probably isn't too pleased the way the US National Title match ended last week on Mayhem, and what he will do while he is down here is anybody's guess!!! John Robertson: WAIT ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING, CHRISTINA IS ATTACKING O'NEIL'S DARK CHILD!!! THE REF IS LEANOING AGAINST THE ROPES TRYING TO GET HER TO SETTLE DOWN BUT SHE WON'T!!! Jack Anderson: Why doesn't he just go out there and stop her! Rick Wright: Would you want to get in her way....I wouldn't! John Robertson: Alexander grabs the fourth chair and heads towards O'Neil....and Steve West climbs in the ring!?!? O'Neil is starting to get back to his feet...Alexander winds up....NO STEVE WEST TAKES THE CHAIR FROM ALEXANDER....AND HE NAILS ALEXANDER WITH THE CHAIR!!!!! [pop from the crowd.] Rick Wright: What the hell was that about!?!?! Jack Anderson: Well Steve West just handed the chair over to Brian O'Neil is who unsure of what is going on and West jets out of the ring....and the ref turns around and sees the fourth chair in O'Neil's hand...HE'S SIGNALING FOR THE BELL!!!! DING! DING! DING! John Robertson: Well Brian O'Neil wins this match with some help from Steve West.....wait a minute....Brian O'Neil is discussing something with the ref and the ring ANNOUNCER....WHAT IS ALL THIS ABOUT? Jack Anderson: Well in the meantime Alexander is up on his feet and he is yelling at Steve West who is headed back to the locker rooms, and he is pointing at Simply Divine with a wicked smile on his face. John Robertson: The ref and the ring announcer and O'Neil are still in a conference....it looks like a decision has been made... RA: Ladies and gentlemen Brian O'Neil has informed the referee that he did not use the last chair on Blake Alexander, there fore the match must continue but in order to win after using the last chair you must also pin your opponent!!! [a pop from the crowd.] Jack Anderson: Well a somewhat controversial last minute decision by the referee....but is it my imagination or is Blake Alexander totally ignoring what's going on around him right now??? John Robertson: Well he is still arguing with Steve West.....here comes Brian O'Neil behind Alexander.....O'NEIL WITH A BRIDGING BACK GERMAN SUPLEX RIGHT ONTO THAT FOURTH CHAIR!!!! THE REF STARTS A COUNT..... REF: One..... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Two..... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . THREE!!!!! DING! DING! DING! RA: Here is your winner of the match and still IWF/WOW US National Champion..... " D A R K A N G E L " B R I A N O ' N E I L ! ! ! ["Soldiers of Darkness" by Sunz of Man/Killarmy plays and the fans give a mixed reaction, almost sounding like a face pop as Brian O'Neil celebrates his victory.] -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= John Robertson: A solid win by Brian O'Neil here tonight at WrestleFest III to retain the IWF/WOW US National title. Jack Anderson: I'm sure we'll see more of this feud here in the future here in the IW. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Jack Anderson: The tension has been building for months. The champs have had some memorable matches against top competition. The IWF/WOW tag team scene has never been brighter. Can Pain & Suffering retain their titles? Rick Wright: Two of my favorite teams! These guys and gals can get down and dirty in the ring with the best of them! John Robertson: So who are you predicting is going to walk away with the belts? Rick Wright: Don't ask me that! I can't choose! __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Pain & Suffering vs Death & Destruction \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ------------------------> WRITER: Chad Ishikawa <----------------------- RA: THIS MATCH IS FOR THE IWF/WOW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! ["King Nothing" By Metallica begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, at a total combined weight of 490 pounds, here is... Perry "Death" Neptune and John "Destruction" Achillies... DEATH & DESTRUCTION !!! [Death and Destruction walks straight to the ring, along with their manager, the Diamond Girl Heidi Leick.] John Robertson: What is this? A Metallica concert? [Before the music plays Mistress Sonia's voice is heard she says "Put your ass in line. It belongs to me" and a crack of her whip is sound. Then the lights go out and a few small spotlights merge into one big spot light then there is Mistress Sonia on a cart with Pain & Suffering chained to it pull it into a ring and after a few feet smoke shoots out of the cart into the fans.] ["Pain The Cure" by Metallica begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, hailing From The Dark Recesses, weighing in at a total combined weight of 480 pounds, here is the IWF/WOW World tag team champions ... P A I N & S U F F E R I N G !!! [Pain goes through the curtain and then walks down the aisle. Pain is acting like a beast while Mistress Sonia is whipping him to go faster.] Jack Anderson: One of the most interesting entrances in wrestling. Pain will start for his team and Achillies will start for his team. DING! DING! DING! John Robertson: Clean lock up. That lasted two seconds. Face rake by Achillies. Irish whip to the ropes ... CLOTHESLINE! Quick tag to his partner, Neptune. Neptune steps into the ring and they toss Pain into the ropes ... DOUBLE BACK DROP! Jack Anderson: Neptune drops an elbow and covers! ONE! . . KICKOUT! John Robertson: Pain stands ... SIDEKICK BY NEPTUNE MISSES! Hip toss by Pain! Neptune stands quickly ... BODY SLAM BY PAIN! Pain tags in Suffering! Irish whip by Pain ... he drops and Neptune jumps over him ... RIGHT INTO A SPIN HEEL KICK BY SUFFERING! Rick Wright: They aren't the tag team champs for nothing! They've been training hard ... with Sonia delivering the beatings. Jack Anderson: Suffering executes a backbreaker. Grabs Neptune's legs ... BOSTON CRAB! Rick Wright: Looks like Suffering knows how to deliver the Pain! Jack Anderson: Achillies enters the ring and dropkicks Suffering in the face! Boston Crab released! Rick Wright: I wonder why! John Robertson: Neptune is crawling to his corner to make the tag. Suffering is crawling to his corner! Who will get there first?! Rick Wright: I'm suffering listening to you. John Robertson: Suffering makes the tag! Rick Wright: Uhh ... I predicted that! Jack Anderson: Neptune makes the tag to Achillies! Pain comes charging across the ring and Neptune back drops him over the top rope to the floor! John Robertson: Achillies leaves the ring to attack Pain! The referee begins to count them out. But Heidi jumps on the apron and the ref has to admonish her. Achillies slams Pain's head into the ring steps! Vicious chop to the chest and he tosses Pain into the guardrailing! Achillies rolls Pain back into the ring. Jack Anderson: Achillies took advantage of the referee's distraction. Rick Wright: Sonia is going to have to match Heidi in terms of interference. John Robertson: Speaking about interference ... here comes the West Coast Connection with Ina! They are very slowly walking to the ring side area. Jack Anderson: Snap suplex by Achillies. He tags in Neptune. Neptune with a snap suplex! Neptune tags in Achillies. Snap suplex by Achillies! Rick Wright: Musical snap suplexes! John Robertson: Achillies tags in Neptune ... DOUBLE SNAP SUPLEX ON PAIN! Neptune covers! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . SHOULDER UP! Looks like the West Coast Connection is just here to watch from a distance. Jack Anderson: Neptune picks up Pain ... HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX! HE COVERS! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . SHOULDER UP! John Robertson: FUJIWARA ARMBAR BY NEPTUNE! Rick Wright: Sonia jumps on the apron and with the referee distracted, Suffering sees an opening. STOMPS ON NEPTUNE'S THROAT! Suffering leaves the ring before the referee sees the kick. Jack Anderson: I can't believe he missed that! Pain chokes Neptune ... CHOKE SLAM! There's the cover! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . TH ... KICKOUT! Rick Wright: Incredibly close call! John Robertson: Pain sits on Neptune's chest and begins pounding him unmercifully! Jack Anderson: NEPTUNE HOOKS THE ARMS WITH HIS LEGS AND PULLS PAIN BACKWARDS! THE REF IS IN POSITION! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . TH ... KICKOUT! John Robertson: Pain tags in Suffering but not before he drops an elbow on the back of Neptune. Suffering picks up Neptune ... RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP! HE COVERS! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . SHOULDER UP! Jack Anderson: Single arm DDT! Suffering tags in Pain. Suffering tosses Neptune to the ropes ... Neptune jumps and Pain executes a spine buster! Covers! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . ACHILLIES MAKES THE SAVE! Rick Wright: This is a tag team match afterall. Jack Anderson: Side slam by Pain! Covers! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . ACHILLIES MAKES THE SAVE! John Robertson: Pain tags in Suffering. DOUBLE BACKBREAKER! ANOTHER COVER! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . TH ... KICKOUT! Jack Anderson: Double underhook suplex by Suffering! He tags in Pain. Double underhook suplex by Pain! Covers! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . KICKOUT! Rick Wright: Pain going for a brain buster! BLOCKED! SNAP SUPLEX BY NEPTUNE! Both men hurt! Pain gets up first and goes for a tag. Jack Anderson: Tag made! Suffering in! SIDE KICK BY NEPTUNE! HE NEARLY TOOK HIS HEAD OFF! NEPTUNE JUMPS AND TAGS IN ACHILLIES! Rick Wright: HOT TAG! John Robertson: Achillies is a house on fire! He punches Suffering like a jackhammer! Pain enters and Achillies turns his rapid fire punches to Pain's face! DROPKICKS PAIN OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR! Jack Anderson: Achillies turns his attention back to Suffering. Irish whip ... SPIN HEEL KICK BY ACHILLIES! POWER BOMB BY ACHILLIES! HE COVERS! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . KICKOUT! John Robertson: Achillies is going to the top turnbuckle! FLYING SPLASH! COVERS! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . KICKOUT! Rick Wright: This is a great match! These guys refuse to give up! Jack Anderson: DDT by Achillies! He tags in Neptune! They whip Suffering into the ropes ... DOUBLE SPIN KICK! John Robertson: Great tag team move! Neptune picks up Suffering ... NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . PAIN WITH THE SAVE! Jack Anderson: Solid kick to the gut broke that count. Neptune tries a leg sweep but Suffering lands on Neptune's leg! Suffering realizes that Neptune's leg is hurt. FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK BY SUFFERING! Rick Wright: Neptune miscalculated the leg sweep and Suffering is taking full advantage. Jack Anderson: Heidi is yelling instructions to Achillies. Achillies is climbing to the top turnbuckle ... FLYING SPLASH! Suffering is holding his ribs. John Robertson: The referee is forcing Achillies out of the ring but he doesn't want to leave. Sonia rolls into the ring! She drags Suffering to their corner! Rick Wright: All he has to do is reach up to tag out! Jack Anderson: The referee turns around just in time to see the tag! John Robertson: Pain enters the ring! Stomach breaker by Pain! He doesn't cover! He picks up Neptune and tosses him into the ropes ... SIDEWALK SLAM! ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . . . ACHILLIES WITH THE SAVE! Jack Anderson: The referee is really yelling at Achillies! Rick Wright: He should concentrate on the match instead! John Robertson: DOUBLE ARM DDT BY PAIN ON "DEATH"! Jack Anderson: That's his set-up move! John Robertson: The West Coast Connection grab Suffering and begin beating him on the floor! The referee has to turn around! Jack Anderson: Hades is running to ringside! John Robertson: Why is he here? To save Suffering from the West Coast Connection? Rick Wright: HADES JUST CLOTHESLINED SONIA! He picks her up by the hair and kicks her in the stomach! Jack Anderson: Hades whistles to Pain. Pain turns around and sees Hades set up Sonia in a power bomb! John Robertson: NEPTUNE HITS A LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND! HE ROLLS UP PAIN FROM BEHIND! HE'S PULLING THE TRUNKS! ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . THREE! Jack Anderson: HADES POWER BOMBS SONIA ON THE FLOOR! SHE'S OUT COLD! Rick Wright: NEW CHAMPS! NEW CHAMPS! John Robertson: Mike Johnston piledrivers Suffering on the floor! He's out! DING! DING! DING! RA: THE WINNERS AND NEW IWF/WOW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD ... DEATH & DESTRUCTION! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Death & Destruction -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= John Robertson: THE WEST COAST CONNECTION ENTER THE RING AND ATTACK DEATH & DESTRUCTION WITH CHAIRS! Rick Wright: Neptune just took a wicked blow to the head by Johnston! John Robertson: KROEKER DDT'S ACHILLES ON HIS CHAIR! INA AND HEIDI ARE BRAWLING ON THE FLOOR! Jack Anderson: HADES ENTERS THE RING! HE GETS BRAINED BY JOHNSTON! John Robertson: IWF/WOW OFFICIALS ARE STORMING THE RING! Jack Anderson: The damage has been done. Death & Destruction are a bloody mess in the ring and Hades appears to have suffered some minor bumps and bruises. Rick Wright: Ina is pulling her boys from the ring. John Robertson: They did their damage. Death & Destruction are your new tag team champs! Heidi rolls into the ring to check on her injured men. She appears to be unhurt. Jack Anderson: Right now lets go to Anthony Edwards. [The scene open's up with Anthony Edwards standing in front of a door. Edwards has a microphone in his hands, and he looks at the camera with a big smile. People pass in front of the camera, and we can also hear a lot of noise everywhere. It's really crazy around here. Everybody is waiting for the main event. Anthony Edwards lifts the mic up to his mouth, and begins to speak.] Anthony Edwards: Well hello people, you have seen me a lot trying to get a interview with "The Superior Talent", Sean Eden. But every time I tried, I have failed. Well I since I promised you a interview with the man, I will try one last time before I call it quits... [He turns around, and begins knocking on the door. It's probably Sean Eden's locker room, or something. He waits a little, and a man sticks his head out of the little opening of the door. Anthony Edwards has a look of disapointment of his face because it's not Sean Eden. He speaks anyway.] Anthony Edwards: Now, I know this, you're not Sean Eden. You're that man that was at the last Mayhem. You're his agent, right? [Anthony Edwards puts the mic to his mouth, so he can speak.] Ted Weir: Yes, as I said before, I'm Sean Eden's agent, Ted Weir. First of all, Sean Eden doesn't have the intention of talking to any IWF/WOW employee at the moment. Second of all, you can try all you want, but he's not here right now. He just left to see the next match. [Anthony Edwards turns around, and tries to find him. He see's a man with a "Superior Talent" t-shirt, from behind. He tries to catch up to him, and finally does. He turns him around... But it's not Sean Eden, it's probably one of his fans. Anthony Edwards turns around, and looks at the camera, almost crying. He speaks one last time, his voice sounds very disapointed.] Anthony Edwards: Well, I guess I won't get a damn interview with Sean Eden. Who does he think he is, anyway?! I can't see why he doesn't want to grant an interview with me. Just a small god damn interview! Anyway, let's go back to ringside, for our main event of the evening! [The scene fades from Anthony Edwards.] =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: Hello everybody, and welcome back for another _great_ match-up! This match-up will be for North American title. Hades, the champion will be defending his title against Alex Martinez, and Vincent Bannister. Jack Anderson: Hades is hated by both men, Martinez, and Bannister. This match will be hot, and it's gonna be a great one! All these guys are proven wrestlers in the good 'ol I/W, and I can't wait to see who's coming out on top. Rick Wright: I say Hades will keep his title, the leader of MA won't have a problem against either of those men. John Robertson: Now, let's go to the ring! __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ IWF/WOW NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Vincent Bannister vs Hades vs Alex Martinez \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= -----------------------> WRITER: Alain Rousselle <---------------------- [The camera switches to the ring, with the Ring Announcer standing right in the middle of it. The fans are screaming like crazy, due to the excitement of this match-up. The Ring Announcer lifts his microphone up to his mouth, and begins to talk in a high tone of voice.] RA: This match is scheduled for TWO fall, and has NO time limits!! [Big pop from the crowd.] RA: This is a Triangle match, and is for the North American championship!! [Another big pop from the crowd!] ["Dammit" by Blink 182 plays over the loudspeakers.] RA: Introducing first ... hailing from Los Angeles, California, standing an overwhelming Seven feet tall and weighing in ant a bone crunching 310 pounds, here is ...."HOT STUFF" ALEX MARTINEZ !!!! [A HUGE pyrotechnic display lights the arena, a series of fireworks, cannons shooting fire all thunder off, heralding the arrival of the seven footer. Finally, as the arena erupts in cheers that threaten to peel the roof off the building, "HOT STUFF" ALEX MARTINEZ makes his way out of the curtains. Towering over the tiny Veronica, he is dressed in a pair of black trunks, the legs emblazoned with streaks of red flame, which are in turn trimmed in gold. His hands are covered by a pair of black fingerless gloves made of black leather, and his long black hair is held back in a tight ponytail. After the eruption ends, he races to ringside, and runs around for several seconds, slapping the palms of his adoring fans, soaking in the adulation of the crowd. Finally climbing the ring steps, he lifts his huge legs over the top rope and steps in] [Once inside the ring, the demeanor of "HOT STUFF" ALEX MARTINEZ changes completely. Martinez moves to stand in the neutral corner, arms folded across his chest, feet apart, and starting straight ahead. He waits for the opening bell, before exploding into action] Jack Anderson: Alex Martinez looks pumped, and determined! He plans on coming out of this match for new North American champion. ["Give Me Some Mo" by Busta Rhymes begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, accompanied by the "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil, hailing From Ethiopia, Africa, standing 6'5 and weighing in at 270 pounds, here is... VINCENT BANNISTER!!! [Vincent Bannister goes through the curtains, with the "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil. Some fireworks come out from behind them, and they slowly make their way to the ring. Vincent Bannister goes in the ring, and Brian O'Neil stays outside.] Rick Wright: Bannister, and O'Neil, they better watch out for those two. Because I know what they can do. ["Under" by Filter begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, hailing From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, standing 6'3" and weighing in at 250 pounds, here is... THE CURRENT NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION!! HADES!! [Hades goes through the curtain, and comes down the aisle with a DONKEY! He wears a sombrero, and a Tito Santana t-shirt. Everybody in the arena is laughing their heads off at Hades. He has the North American title draped over his shoulder, and he finally makes his way to the ring. He gets off his donkey, and he climbs up on the ring. He goes right at the middle of the ring, and he raises his arms. He then give's his title to a ring attendant, and goes to a corner.] John Robertson: What the hell is this?! He came out with a DONKEY?!? I mean you can't laugh at somebody's race like that. Look at Martinez, he's going crazy in there. Anyway, the ref signals for the bell... DING! DING! DING! Jack Anderson: They're all in the ring, and Bannister goes in the middle of the ring... Hades goes, and joins him... MARTINEZ CHARGES THEM BOTH, AND TAKES 'EM BOTH DOWN WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! He grabs Hades, and he throws him to of the ring! Rick Wright: What's happening, he can't throw Hades out like that. Hades' the champ! [Big pop from the crowd for Alex Martinez's action.] John Robertson: Martinez quickly picks Bannister up. He whips him into the ropes... BANNISTER COME'S BACK... TILT-A-WIRL BACKBREAKER BY ALEX MARTINEZ!! Alex Martinez doesn't stop there, he picks him up... _HUGE_ BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX BY ALEX MARTINEZ!! Jack Anderson: Hades comes back in the ring, and Martinez greets him in a _hard_ right hand!! Hades quickly gives him one of his own this time. Martinez swing another one by him, but Hades ducked it!! Hades locks Martinez up... HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX BY HADES! Hades quickly picks up Martinez, but Bannister comes in, and he tries to get a few shots in... BUT BOTH MARTINEZ, AND HADES PUSH HIM AWAY! Rick Wright: WHAT?! Martinez, and Hades are almost working, TOGETHER!! This WrestleFest is too mixed up for me! [The crowd give's out a BIG pop for pushing Bannister away.] John Robertson: Martinez now takes advantage of this, and he nails Hades with a knee to the midsection... That causes Hades to bend over... DDT BY ALEX MARTINEZ! Alex Martinez quickly picks up Hades... He whips him into the ropes... Hades comes back... _HUGE_ CLOTHESLINE BY ALEX MARTINEZ!! [The fans are going crazy for Martinez.] Jack Anderson: He picks Hades up again, but Hades swats his arms away, and he starts hitting on Martinez!! But Martinez comes back, and locks up with Hades... Bannister tries to come in... [Hades, and Alex Martinez give themselves a look, and they nod to each other...] Rick Wright: THEY JUST NAILED VINCENT BANNISTER, EACH WITH A HARD RIGHT HAND!! [Vincent Bannister slowly gets up, and shrugs his shoulders. And he goes to a corner.] John Robertson: I think Bannister is gonna let them fight. It seems that, that's what they want to do, anyway. Martinez looks at Bannister, and laughs... HADES COME'S FROM BEHIND WITH A ROLL-UP!! 1 . . . . . 2!! . . . . . KICKOUT! Jack Anderson: Martinez almost lost his shot at the North American title right there. I hope he's not gonna ruin his shot by doing something stupid like that once again. Hades gets up, and Martinez gets up at the same time. They both look at each other... HADES TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A SINGLE LEG TAKEDOWN! Hades goes to his legs, and he tries to get a Boston Crab locked in... BUT MARTINEZ QUICKLY PUSHES HIM AWAY WITH HIS LEGS! Rick Wright: Martinez with a smart move, right there. I wonder if he thought of that one himself. John Robertson: Alex Martinez quickly gets up... BUT HE GETS TAKEN DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM HADES!! Martinez is really down right now! That Clothesline almost took his head off! Hey look at Vincent Bannister, he went, and took a glass of water. He's really relaxing right there. Meanwhile, in the ring, Hades is just walking around the ring, waiting for Martinez to get back up. Martinez slowly gets up, and Hades quickly goes, and greets him. Jack Anderson: Hades helps him up, and locks him in a Front Face Lock. He tries to lift him up... But he can't. ALEX MARTINEZ LIFTS HIM UP, AND STAYS RIGHT THERE WITH HIM.... HE STILL HAS HIM UP THERE... BRAINBUSTER BY MARTINEZ!! He goes on him for the cover... 1 . . . . . 2 . . . . . thr... SHOULDER UP! Rick Wright: THANK GOD, Martinez almost got the pinfall on Hades. John Robertson: Well, even if he did, it wasn't over. He still had Vincent Bannister to worry about, after that. Martinez picks Hades up, and goes behind him... BACKDROP DRIVER BY ALEX MARTINEZ!! He hooks the leg for the pin! 1 . . . . . 2! . . . . . THREE! Jack Anderson: VINCENT BANNISTER PULLED ALEX MARTINEZ AWAY FROM HADES!? What the hell is happening here?! Martinez quickly gets up, and he mouths off with Vincent Bannister! Hades from behind, he turns him around... DOUBLE ARM DDT BY HADES!! Alex Martinez is totally knocked out, Brian O'Neil comes on the apron, and begins talking to Vincent Bannister! HEY LOOK, DEATH & DESTRUCTION ARE COMING OUT! The new World Tag Team Champions are coming to ringside! They pull O'Neil off the ring apron, and begins mouthing off with him. Rick Wright: Oh no, I don't know for who to cheer. I love them all! BUT THEY'RE MOUTHING EACH OTHER OFF RIGHT NOW! [The crowd gets higher because they want to see a fight outside the ring, too!] John Robertson: Hades goes to Bannister.... HE PULLS HIM OFF THE TURNBUCKLE!!! They go to the middle of the ring, and begin to stand off each other. THEY'RE IN A SHOVING MATCH RIGHT NOW... Hades whips him into the rope... NO!... Bannister reversed it... HADES COLLIDED WITH THE REFEREE WITH THERE! [The crowd just going crazy right now because of the tension in the match!] Jack Anderson: The referee is knocked out! Bannister, and Hades each go their way, and get out of the ring. They both grab a chair, and quickly get into the ring, once again. Meanwhile, O'Neil, and Death & Destruction are still arguing in the ring. [Vincent Bannister, and Hades are both right in the middle of the ring, and they have their chairs cocked back, and ready to blow at each other! Meanwhile, Alex Martinez is trying to get to his feet.] Rick Wright: Bannister, and Hades are loading back, and swing the chairs.... AT ALEX MARTINEZ!!!!!!!! John Robertson: OH MY GOD, BANNISTER, AND HADES JUST NAILED MARTINEZ WITH THE CHAIRS!! ALEX MARTINEZ IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT! Bannister is setting the chairs right in the middle of the ring, and Hades has Alex Martinez between his legs... POWER BOMB RIGHT ON THE CHAIRS BY HADES!! Bannister quickly picks up Martinez... PILEDRIVER ON THE CHAIRS!! [The crowd is really silent right now, not believe what they're seeing.] Jack Anderson: Alex Martinez is a bloody mess, I can't believe what's happening, somebody stop those two!! Vincent Bannister has Alex Martinez in a Camel Clutch, and Hades goes to the outside... He grabs the NA title, and comes back in the ring with it. HE'S SHOVING IT IN THE FACE OF MARTINEZ!! Rick Wright: [Laughing his head off!] I love it, this is great wrestling! John Robertson: The ref is now back up, and Vincent Bannister picks Martinez up... THE COLLECTION! He stays on him for the pin... 1! . . . . . 2!! . . . . . THREE!!! Jack Anderson: Alex Martinez has been eliminated! Now, the match-up we've all been waiting for! Hades against Vincent Bannister, who will come out on top of this one! They both meet right in the center of the ring, and stare each other right in the eyes... WAIT A MINUTE, THEY'RE HUGGING EACH OTHER!! WHAT'S THIS?!? And look at D&D, and O'Neil. Earlier they were mouthing off, now they're shaking hands! Rick Wright: I LOVE IT!! [The crowd boo like hell!!] John Robertson: Well, they fooled us all, I think they have something to say. Let's hear them out... [Death & Destruction, Heidi Leick, and Brian O'Neil climb into the ring and join Vincent Bannister and Hades. Hades holds the mic and begins to speak....] HADES: Well, surprise, surprise, Tito. There goes your LAST shot at the NA title from me at least! [Crowd begins booing and chanting "Bulls#it!"] HADES: But never fear ladies and gentlemen, I know that I said that I would no longer defend the North American title against Alex Martinez, but perhaps this man will.... [Hades points over to Vincent Bannister...] Rick Wright: How's Bannister supposed to defend the NA belt, Hades is still the champ! HADES: You see, back when my quest for this North American title began, this man standing next to me right now, this man that helped me to pull off this huge BURN on Alex Martinez, this man......was the North American champion. And I wanted nothing more than to take the belt from HIM! You see, I respect Vincent Bannister. We've had our differences in the past that have been ironed out as of this moment, but through it all, I've always had respect for the man. And the fact that I didn't win this North American title off of him, being the rightful champion, and instead I had to take it off of a filthy Mexican wannabe like Alex Martinez, who didn't even deserve to be competing for it.....well that just didn't sit too well with me to say the very least. John Robertson: I think I know where he's going with this.... HADES: So, Vincent, what I'm doing right now is FORFEITING the North American title to YOU! Now ref, ring the damn bell..... [Hades puts the IWF/WOW North American title belt over Vincent Bannister's shoulder and yells at the ref to ring the bell again...] Jack Anderson: And the referee looks a tad bit confused, but he's shrugging his shoulders and is calling for the bell.....let's get the official word... RA: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout, by way of FORFEITURE by Hades, and ONCE AGAIN....IWF/WOW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION..... V I N C E N T B A N N I S T E R !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Vincent Bannister -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= John Robertson: And this crowd is at a fever pitch!! As well they should be, they feel as if they got cheated out of a match here. Hades, Vincent, O'Neil and D&D are looking around at the crowd and chuckling..... HADES: Alright, shut the hell up! I want to explain myself for doing this. And there's 3 simple reasons why this happened here tonight. Number one, I already mentioned, I never defeated Vincent Bannister for this title, and therefore, don't feel that I deserve to have it as much as he does..... HADES: Number two, I have to free up my dance card, because I have myself a new goal in mind. ROBERT D'ARTOIS! [The crowd lets out a huge chorus of boos at the mention of his name...] HADES: Bobby D, you came back to this league bitching, moaning and complaining about how bad the singles division had become. You were crying at how terrible the champions were, and you claimed that you were going to "save" us from this tragedy by winning the IWF/WOW World title! Well, d'Artois, I'd like to make the announcement right now that I am officially going to HELP you in your quest in "saving" the World title scene. That's right, d'Artois, once and for all, and sooner than you think, that IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title is going to be around the waist of a DESERVING champion..................... HADES: ................and that champion, Robbie D.......WILL BE ME!!! [Definite reaction from the crowd, although somewhat mixed....] John Robertson: Oh my goodness! Big news right here. It seems that IWF/WOW veteran, Hades, a man who's been competing here for 2 years now, has finally decided to throw his hat into the race for the IWF/WOW World title! HADES: So, keep in mind, d'Artois, I still stand by the fact that the Idol is ten times the champion that you'd ever be! And I still stand by the fact that if you got that World title, it would ruin everything that belt represents and take away any prestige that it once had. And I can assure you d'Artois that if you don't accomplish your goal of RUINING the IWF/WOW tonight by taking that World title......which if I have any say in it, you won't......if you don't get that World title out there tonight, I WILL soon! And if you do take away the prestige of the World title by winning it, d'Artois, I'm just the man to give it back! But enough about you, Robbie, you'll be seeing ENOUGH of me later on, I guarantee it! HADES: Because this brings me to the third and final reason why I just forfeited the NA title to Vincent Bannister here tonight, and that is to officially welcome him BACK TO THE MODERN APOCALYPSE!!! VINCENT BANNISTER: Well well, look at this scene. It's amazing how things can change in one little match, isn't it? You should have seen this coming though, Martinez. You should have known. Modern Apocalypse is my home. I started my wrestling career in MA. Couldn't your pea-brained mind figure out that I was gonna head back to Modern Apocalypse? I guess not. The Trifecta is nothing, no one cares about d'Artois' group .. the POWs are gone, and all that is left is well oiled machine of Modern Apocalypse! You all should have known this was coming, but oh well ... IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK! [Death & Destruction high five Bannister as Heidi Leick gives him a congratulatory kiss on the cheek. Hades gives Bannister a nod and continues....] Jack Anderson: Oh my! Vincent Bannister is back in the MA! That's two of the original 3 members right there! HADES: And with Bannister, we are also fortunate to acquire a man that I, personally, can attest to the abilities of. Brian O'Neil, you defeated me fair and square for that US National title belt, you're a hell of a wrestler, and you more than deserve to be among this league's elite!! "Dark Angel" Brian O'Neil......welcome to the Modern Apocalypse... [Hades extends his hand to Brian O'Neil to shake, and after a seconds pause, O'Neil begins to shake Hades's hand and both men crack a small smile....] Rick Wright: Unreal! Those two had a vicious feud a few months back and now they're all members of the Modern Apocalypse! I wouldn't be surprised if they propped Alex Martinez up and welcomed him to the group too! John Robertson: Please, Rick! I don't see that happening!! HADES: So, Robert d'Artois, I want you to take a long, hard look at the NEW Modern Apocalypse! And now I hope you realize, I hope that you fully understand....that I took the stable that YOU created.....and, with the help from my partners here, I made it bigger, badder, and better than ANYTHING that you have ever dreamed possible! And just as easily as I can create, Robert.........I can destroy! And Bobby, that's what I'm fixing to do to your career! See you later on, Rob.... John Robertson: And Hades just dropped that mic and the Modern Apocalypse are leaving the ring! What a big addition to that group here tonight. Vincent Bannister and Brian O'Neil have allied with Hades and the World Tag Team Champions, Death & Destruction! Big happenings here at Wrestlefest 3! Rick Wright: Hey, new NA champ too! Jack Anderson: That's correct, a new North American champion in Vincent Bannister. Hey, wait, what's the MA doing?? John Robertson: Oh no.....the Modern Apocalypse are attacking one of the cameramen at ringside! All 5 of them are beating up on this poor man! What is the point of this?? Brian O'Neil is repeatedly kicking that cameraman in the head, but I fear he's already knocked out. And here come the paramedics down to ringside... Jack Anderson: And look at Hades! He just stole that camera off of the cameraman and he, Death & Destruction, and Brian O'Neil are running to the locker rooms now! Why did he steal that camera?? John Robertson: And hey, where did Vincent Bannister go?? I lost track of him during all of that confusion with the paramedics and the cameraman.... Rick Wright: I think he went to the back with the rest of the MA. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: This next match here at WrestleFest 3, is the best 2 of 3 falls match between The Killing Machines, and Badd Attitude. This feud has been going on for much of the last few months, and it comes to a head here tonight. Jack Anderson: Badd Attitude picked up a huge win on the last Mayhem, pinning the World Tag Team Champions in a non-title triple threat match between themselves, Pain and Suffering, and The Killing Machines. They are definately on a roll, and that momentum could play a huge part in the outcome of tonight's match. Rick Wright: Badd Attitude are in deep trouble. The Killing Machines are focused on destroying Badd Attitude, and I can't see them being stopped by anyone. Jack Anderson: We should also keep in mind that The Killing Machines may have other matters on their minds as well, namely Body Count. John Robertson: You have to wonder how much of a factor Body Count may play in this match. Body Count are in the building, and they said they'd make their presence known at WrestleFest. Rick Wright: The Killing Machines couldn't care less about those two has-beens. Jack Anderson: I disagree. The Killing Machines may _say_ that they aren't worried about Body Count, but how can you not be worried by former World Tag Team Champions, especially a team that is the _size_ of Body Count. John Robertson: There's a commotion in the crowd. The West Coast Connection and Ina are making their way to ringside through the crowd. Jack Anderson: They're sitting down at ringside. Rick Wright: Best seats in the house. John Robertson: We're about ready to begin, let's go up to the ring for the introductions. __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ 2/3 FALLS MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Killing Machines vs Badd Attitude \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ------------------------> WRITER: Wade Thompson <----------------------- RA: The following tag team contest, is scheduled for the best two out of three falls!! [Crowd pops] ["Enter Sandman" by Metallica begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 545 pounds, here are Overkill and Demolisher... THE KILLING MACHINES !!!! [Overkill goes through the curtain and then walks down the aisle. He is wearing a black leather jacket, dark sunglasses, black tights, boots, and gloves. "Midnight" Jawaad Mahmood is accompanying him to ringside.] [Winter Games by David Foster begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: Their opponents, first hailing From Toronto, Ontario, Canada standing 5'11' and weighing in at 224 pounds, here is... Wrestling's INNOVATOR...... JOHNNY MAPLE [The music plays, but no one comes out.] [The Heat is On by Glenn Frey begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: His partner, hailing From Montreal, Quebec standing 6'1" and weighing in at 230 lbs pounds, here is... THE ROCKET RICHARD BLAIR !!! [Again, the music plays, but no one comes out] RA: They are BADD ATTITUDE!!! [The music continues, but still no one appears. The crowd starts an "IN-COG-NI-TO" chant and the music stops.] Jack Anderson: Where are Badd Attitude? Don't tell me they're not here! John Robertson: I hope they are. This is a pay-per-view telecast after all. Rick Wright: I think they tucked tail, and ran like the cowards they are! RA: Their opponents, at a total combined weight of 254 pounds, "Innovator" Johnny Maple and "The Rocket" Richard Blair, BADD ATTITUDE!!! ["The Heat is On" by Glenn Frey Plays, and the crowd looks towards the entrance, but no one comes out. The Killing Machines begin to look aggitated.] John Robertson: I wonder what has happened? Maybe Hell's Harbingers got to them before the introductions. [The crowd pops as Iron Mike comes out from behind the curtain. The crowd noise begins to subside as they realize that Badd Attitude aren't with him.] John Robertson: Iron Mike is in the aisle. He is accompanied by his lawyer, and he's holding a document in one hand, and a microphone in the other. IRON MIKE: Killing Machines, you went _way_ over the line when you attacked my six year old son. Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet him. C'mon out son. [A young boy walks out from behind the curtain. He has a cast on his right arm, and bandages on his forehead.] IRON MIKE: Those two _animals_ did this to him. If that weren't enough, they also assaulted my _wife_. Come out here Honey. [A very attractive woman with a very nice body walks out, and stands beside Iron Mike.] IRON MIKE: Tell the people what happened. IRON MIKE'S WIFE: I tried to stop these two... men from attacking my child, and they in turn assaulted me sexually. They groped me. It's understandable that they would desire to touch a woman that looks as good as I do, but I'm a happily married woman. IRON MIKE: Well there you have it. It's all out in the open now. Not only did they attack my six year old son, but they also assaulted my wife. Killing Machines, in my hand is a subpoena, for you two to appear in court to face these charges in April. [Iron Mike's lawyer hands the document to the Killing Machines.] IRON MIKE: That's not all. I'm sick and tired of you two getting away with murder, so officers, if you would. [A barrage of police officers come out and climb into the ring. They surround the Killing Machines, and then two attack the Killing Machines with nightsticks, while the rest leave the ring.] John Robertson: Those aren't police officers!! That's Badd Attitude!! And they're gaining an early advantage by attacking the Killing Machines with those nightsticks!!! Rick Wright: Disqualify them!!! Jack Anderson: The referee can't disqualify them, the match hasn't even started yet!! John Robertson: The ref has the two nightsticks, and Badd Attitude are out of the police uniforms. The Killing Machines are down on the mat... DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! Jack Anderson: Badd Attitude are in control early, following this surprise attack. Blair is stomping away on Overkill, and Maple is doing the same to Demolisher!! John Robertson: Demolisher rolls to the outside to get away from the foot of Johnny Maple. Richard Blair lifts Overkill and whips him into the ropes... Huge dropkick by Richard Blair. Jack Anderson: Johnny Maple waits in the ring as Demolisher gets to his feet on the outside... SLINGSHOT PLANCHA BY JOHNNY MAPLE!!!! John Robertson: Blair lifts Overkill and whips him into a corner. Blair backs into the opposite corner, and now charges in... JUMPING SPLASH IN THE CORNER BY RICHARD BLAIR!!! Overkill slumps down in the corner. Jack Anderson: Maple lifts Demolisher and whips him into the ringsteps... REVERSED!!! MAPLE HITS THE RINGSTEPS HARD!!!! John Robertson: Blair lifts Overkill to his feet, and sets him up... Vertical Suplex by Blair!! Blair goes for a cover!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . DEMOLISHER DRIVES AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF BLAIR'S HEAD!!! Jack Anderson: Demolisher drives his foot into the back of Blair's head!! Maple is still outside of the ring, recovering from the effects of being thrown HARD into the ringsteps. The referee is trying to get Demolisher out of the ring, and Overkill is back up. Overkill lifts Blair and sets him up for a piledriver... JUMPING PILEDRIVER BY OVERKILL!!! John Robertson: Overkill tags in Demolisher, as Johnny Maple finally gets onto the apron in his corner. The Killing Machines whip Blair into the ropes... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!!! Jack Anderson: The Killing Machines stomp away on Blair as the referee counts. Overkill leaves the ring, and Demolisher lifts Blair to his feet. Demolisher grabs Blair by the throat... CHOKESLAM!!!! Demolisher covers Blair!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . Maple breaks up the pin!! John Robertson: The referee is forcing Maple out of the ring. Overkill comes back into the ring and he and Demolisher whip Blair into the ropes... Double kick to the stomach... DOUBLE DDT!!!! Jack Anderson: Overkill stays in the ring, and drops a leg onto Blair. Overkill stands and tags in Demolisher. Demolisher enters the ring, and The Killing Machines setup Blair for a double suplex... DOUBLE _BRAINBUSTER_!!!!!! THEY COULD HAVE BROKEN BLAIR'S NECK!! John Robertson: Demolisher tags Overkill back in, and lifts Blair onto the top rope. Overkill climbs up the same turnbuckle from the outside. Demolisher climbs up... THE KILLING BLOW #2!! TOP ROPE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER AND A SIMULTANEOUS CROSS BODYBLOCK!!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . DEMOLISHER TAKES OUT MAPLE!! . . . . . 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! THE KILLING MACHINES WIN THE FIRST FALL!!! Jack Anderson: The Killing Machines come back very aggressively following the initial attack of Badd Attitude, and score the first fall. Rick Wright: Here comes the SWEEP!! Hahahaha RA: The winners of the first fall, THE KILLING MACHINES!!!! [The crowd has a mixed reaction.] RA: There will be a one minute rest period. John Robertson: Richard Blair is still out of it, and Johnny Maple is tending to him. Blair has about 50 seconds left to recover, or else it could be a very short second fall. Jack Anderson: Blair had to endure not only that Killing Blow #2, but also a DOUBLE Brainbuster. Rick Wright: OOOH, that wimp should already be up, and ready to go. _I_ would be! John Robertson: Blair is moving, but is still on his back. Johnny Maple is still trying to help him out. I doubt there's much he can do, but wait. Jack Anderson: Badd Attitude face a tremendous uphill battle now. They have to win two falls straight against one of the best tag teams in IWF/WOW history, The Killing Machines. RA: 30 seconds. John Robertson: Blair is sitting up now, but he still looks quite dazed. The referee is talking to Maple. I assume he's reiterating that Blair has to start the second fall. Rick Wright: He has to start the fall against Demolisher, and he's going to get destroyed. I can't wait. HEY!! RING THE BELL WILL YA!! Jack Anderson: Blair has to make a tag as soon as he can, or Badd Attitude can kiss this match goodbye. Rick Wright: They can anyway, they're a couple of stiffs. RA: 10 seconds. Crowd: 10 . . . . . . . . . . 9 . . . . . . . . . . 8 . . . . . . . . . . 7 . . . . . . . . . . 6 . . . . . . . . . . 5 . . . . . . . . . . 4 . . . . . . . . . . 3 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . 1 . . . . . . . . . . DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! John Robertson: Demolisher quickly goes after Blair, who was on one knee, and drives a boot into the side of his head!! The referee is forcing Johnny Maple out of the ring, as Demolisher pounds away on Richard Blair. Jack Anderson: The Killing Machines have isolated Blair, for the entire match. Demolisher lifts Blair and GORILLA PRESSES HIM!! DEMOLISHER SLAMS BLAIR TO THE MAT!!! Rick Wright: It's over!! John Robertson: Demolisher covers!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!! JOHNNY MAPLE CAME OFF THE TOP ROPE, WITH A LEG DROP ACROSS THE BACK OF DEMOLISHER'S NECK, BREAKING THE PIN!!! Jack Anderson: Demolisher is struggling to get up, this could be Blair's chance. Maple quickly gets back to his corner, and is urging Blair to make a tag. Blair is trying to crawl to his corner, as is Demolisher to his. Demolisher reaches up and tags in Overkill, who quickly jumps into the ring and lunges for Richard Blair... [Crowd pops] John Robertson: BLAIR MAKES THE TAG!!! Maple into the ring like a house on fire!! Maple drills Overkill with a series of right hands!! Standing dropkick by Maple on Overkill. Demolisher into the ring... _he's_ floored by a dropkick!! Maple grabs Overkill... SNAP SUPLEX!!! Maple gets up, and Demolisher charges him... MAPLE BACKDROPS DEMOLISHER OVER THE TOP ROPE, AND TO THE FLOOR!! Jack Anderson: Maple lifts Overkill... Belly to Back Suplex!!! Maple covers!!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . Overkill kicks out!!! John Robertson: Maple grabs Overkill's leg, and kicks him in the hamstring. Maple hangs onto the leg, and kicks the hamstring again. Maple drops an elbow onto the leg of Overkill. Maple stands and stomps away on the inside of the Overkill's knee. Jack Anderson: Maple lays Overkill's leg flat on the ground, and DRIVES A KNEE into the inside of Overkill's knee!! Maple lifts Overkill's legs... SPINNING TOE HOLD!!! John Robertson: Maple putting a lot of pressure onto the knee of Overkill. This is a smart move by Maple. Not only is he doing damage to Overkill's leg, but he's also giving his partner time to recover. Jack Anderson: Maple releases the hold, and he's tagging in Richard Blair. Blair goes to the top rope... Maple lays Overkill's leg flat on the mat... FLYING KNEE DROP TO THE KNEE OF OVERKILL!! Rick Wright: There must be something illegal about that!! John Robertson: Sorry Rick. Blair lifts Overkill's leg, and he puts him back into the spinning toe hold. DEMOLISHER CHARGES INTO THE RING, AND LEVELS BLAIR WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!! Jack Anderson: The referee is ordering Demolisher out of the ring, but he's refusing. He's stomping away on Blair, and now the referee gets in between Demolisher and Blair, and is threatening disqualification. Demolisher is slowly backing away, with a slight smile on his face. John Robertson: Maple is on the top rope... MOONSAULT!!!! He gets up and lifts Overkill. Maple sets him up... ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT!!! Maple covers!!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! BADD ATTITUDE WINS THE SECOND FALL!!! RA: The winners of the second fall, BADD ATTITUDE!!! [Crowd has a mixed reaction.] Rick Wright: That was crap!! Maple wasn't the legal man!! John Robertson: And Demolisher had no right to be in the ring, so what goes a round comes around. RA: There will be a one minute rest period. Jack Anderson: Badd Attitude has the momentum now, and this could bode well for them in the third fall. Rick Wright: This was just a minor set back for The Killing Machines, they'll be fine. John Robertson: We'll see in about 45 seconds. You have to wonder if The West Coast Connection are up to something. Jack Anderson: They've been passive so far, they're just sitting there in the front row, enjoying the match. John Robertson: But will it last? That could be strike two against the Killing Machines if the West Coast Connection get involved. Rick Wright: But that's still not strike three... ["Body Count's in the House" by Body Count plays, and the crowd ERUPTS.] Rick Wright: Oh no!! ["Stunning" Anthony Thomas, and "Vicious" Al Barber walk out from behind the curtain, both holding folding chairs. Body Count walk down the aisle towards the ring, staring straight at Demolisher and Overkill, who are both yelling at the referee to make them go back. Barber and Thomas reach the end of the aisle, and unfold their chairs and sit down, indicating they're there to watch.] John Robertson: Body Count are out, and they're apparently here to simply watch the final fall. Rick Wright: They're out here to try and make the Killing Machines lose!! Jack Anderson: This is the second time we've seen Body Count since their return, and I'm still impressed with their size. These are two HUGE men. RA: 10 seconds. Crowd: 10 . . . . . . . . . . 9 . . . . . . . . . . 8 . . . . . . . . . . 7 . . . . . . . . . . 6 . . . . . . . . . . 5 . . . . . . . . . . 4 . . . . . . . . . . 3 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . 1 . . . . . . . . . . DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! John Robertson: It's time for the third fall. Overkill and Maple will start things off. Wait a minute. What's Ina doing? Jack Anderson: Ina is over talking to Jawaad Mahmood!! She's whispering something to him, and he's looking at her like she's crazy. John Robertson: Maple has Overkill on the mat in a side headlock. Overkill works to his feet, and whips Maple into the ropes... Backdrop by Overkill. Jack Anderson: Ina is on the other side of the ring, and she's up on the apron. Mahmood is still standing there, perplexed. The referee ignores her, so she jumps down. Overkill lifts Maple... SMALL PACKAGE BY MAPLE!!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . Overkill kicks out!! John Robertson: Ina is back up on the apron, and this time she has the referee's attention. THE WEST COAST CONNECTION ARE IN THE RING!!! THERE'S A WEST COAST HIT!!! The WCC leave the ring in a hurry, and there's a cover!!! 1 . . . . . . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . . 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!! DING!!! DING!!! Jack Anderson: The Killing Machines win it!!!! The West Coast Connection used the West Coast Hit on Johnny Maple!!! RA: The winners of the third fall, and the match... THE KILLING MACHINES!!!! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Killing Machines -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= John Robertson: The West Coast Connection and Ina are in the ring with a microphone. INA: Killing Machines....just like the old days isn't it! [Ina drops the mic, and her and the WCC leave the ring.] Jack Anderson: The Killing Machines are in a state of confusion. And I don't mind saying, so am I. Rick Wright: HEY GUYS TURN AROUND!!! John Robertson: BODY COUNT ARE IN THE RING BEHIND THE KILLING MACHINES, AND JAWAAD MAHMOOD!! Jack Anderson: Barber and Thomas tap them on the shoulders, and they turn into a couple of right hands!!! We have a wild brawl in the ring between Body Count and The Killing Machines!!! It looks like Body Count are getting the better of this altercation!! Rick Wright: Of course they are!! The Killing Machines just fought a three fall match!! John Robertson: Anthony Thomas just LAUNCHED Demolisher out of the ring!!! Al Barber PRESSES OVERKILL OVER HIS HEAD!! AND THROWS HIM ONTO DEMOLISHER ON THE OUTSIDE!!! ["Body Count's in the House" by Body Count plays, and the crowd cheers wildly as Thomas and Barber each climb onto a second turnbuckle and exchange words with the Killing Machines.] Jack Anderson: Body Count may not have proved much with this attack, but they sure as hell sent a message. They threw both Killing Machines around like they weighed nothing. John Robertson: The Killing Machines get the win, with an unexpected assist from The West Coast Connection. I wonder what's up with that? Jack Anderson: Hopefully we'll find out at Saturday Slam, The Aftermath. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: It is time for our next match, for the IWF/WOW Intercontinental Championship! Rick Wright: That's right, Alex Extreme will take on Bad Boy McCade in a War for Territory Match! Jack Anderson: Rules are simple. To win this match you got to win one fall in the ring, and one fall out of the ring! __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ IWF/WOW IC TITLE - WAR FOR TERRITORY MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | Bad Boy McCade vs Alex Extreme \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= ------------------------> WRITER: Razi Mahmood <------------------------ [The lights go out as "Relax" by Frankie Goes to Hollywood blares from the arena speakers...spotlights with a neon blue tint begin flying around the arena in a circle. The Video Wall showing highlight clips of Mr. Excitement. The lights come together focusing on the video wall above the entranceway. Suddenly the highlight clips stop. The highlights are replaced huge neon purple X.] ((KABOOM!)) ((KABOOM!)) ((KABOOM!)) ((KABOOM!)) [The video wall explodes and splits open. Mr. Excitement Alex Extreme walks through the cracked open video wall and the fallout from the firework effects. More pryo goes off and the fans are on their feet. Extreme calmly struts toward the ringside area flirting with the ringside ladies before he enters the ring. Flashbulbs go off as Alex steps into the ring and lowers his shades, smiles, and acknowledges the crowd's cheers.] RA: Coming down the aisle, hailing From Chicago, IL, standing 6'3" and weighing in at 240 pounds, here is... ALEX EXTREME!!! Rick Wright: A former IWF/WOW Tag Team Champion, Alex Extreme is a veteran, he's won titles all over the world! Jack Anderson: That's true, but you can throw out all your experience when you take on his opponent, because you will never be prepared for what Bad Boy McCade has up his sleeve. John Robertson: Let's go to the announcer. Over The PA: "I RE-FUSE! I RE-SIST!" ["Refuse/Resist (Chaos AD)" by Sepultura begins to play over the loudspeakers, and the fans go WILD!] RA: About to come down the aisle, hailing from Springfield, Illinois, standing six feet tall, and weighing in at two-hundred twenty-seven pounds, here is the reigning IWF/WOW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION ... B A D B O Y M c C A D E ! ! ! [As multi-colored spotlights sweep the arena in time to the music, Bad Boy McCade zips out from behind the curtain, riding his trusty red skateboard! The crowd erupts as he appears! The youthful McCade has a boyish face with his well-known lopsided mischievous grin, and short-cropped blond hair. He is wearing regulation-length trunks with BBM stitched in one corner in cursive writing, in the color scheme of the day. McCade is wearing a black "Bad Boy McCade" t-shirt, as well as normal black ring trunks. McCade zips around the ring on his skateboard, and jumps up onto the apron, as the multi-colored spotlights diffuse, creating a tie-dyed "vertigo" pattern across the whole arena, centered on McCade. Bad Boy springboards up to the top rope, and diverolls into the ring, and the crowd gives a BIG POP! The music dies down.] Rick Wright: McCade gets in the ring. DING DING DING Jack Anderson: Off the bat, Alex Extreme catches McCade with a knee to the gut. John Robertson: Extreme whips McCade into the ropes, DROPKICK FINDS THE MARK! Rick Wright: Quick cover by Extreme, but McCade gets the shoulder up. Jack Anderson: McCade using the ropes to get up, and Extreme charges him, BACK BODY DROP BY McCADE SENDS EXTREME TO THE OUTSIDE! John Robertson: BAD BOY McCADE WITH A SPRINGBOARD PLANCHA ON EXTREME! Rick Wright: The crowd is firmly behind McCade. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade grabs a steel chair, he swings at Extreme, Extreme ducks! John Robertson: Alex Extreme gouges McCade in the eyes. Rick Wright: Alex Extreme rolls back into the ring. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade on the apron, he hits Extreme with a shoulder to the midsection. John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade with a SUNSET FLIP! Rick Wright: Extreme is trying to hold on.... Jack Anderson: Extreme sits down on him! John Robertson: 1.......2................ Rick Wright: REVERSAL BY McCADE! Jack Anderson: 1.....2........HE KICKED OUT! John Robertson: Both men up, EXTREME WITH A SPIN WHEEL KICK! Rick Wright: THE COVER! Jack Anderson: 1....2.... John Robertson: A KICK OUT BY McCADE! Rick Wright: Don't blink it could be over! Jack Anderson: Extreme picks up McCade, SMALL PACKAGE BY McCADE!! John Robertson: 1....2.... Rick Wright: HE GOT HIM! Jack Anderson: NO IT WAS ONLY A TWO COUNT! John Robertson: Alex Extreme and Bad Boy McCade both up, Extreme with a right hand knocking McCade down. Rick Wright: McCade up, Extreme with an irish whip, reversal by McCade, EXTREME WITH A FRANKENSTEINER! Jack Anderson: He covers him! 1...2.... KICK OUT BY McCADE! John Robertson: The action is fast and furious tonight! Rick Wright: Both men trying to get the first fall, and whoever gets it will likely go on to win the match. Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme now heading to the top rope. John Robertson: He's waiting for McCade to get up. Rick Wright: MOONSAULT! Jack Anderson: McCade moved away! John Robertson: McCade on the second rope inside, GULLOTINE LEGDROP ON THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF EXTREME! Rick Wright: That hurt! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade now pulls up Alex Extreme, he bounces off the ropes, LEG LARIAT BY McCADE! John Robertson: HE COVERS! 1...2... Rick Wright: EXTREME KICKS OUT! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade is on the ring apron. John Robertson: SPRINGBOARD FLYING FOREARM! Rick Wright: McCADE MISSES THE PUNCHLINE! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme barely moved out of the way, but he's back up, and he twists Bad Boy McCade into a FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! John Robertson: McCade is screaming in pain but he is refusing to submit. Rick Wright: I think McCade can make it to the ropes, he's just inches away. Jack Anderson: The ref is making the count! 1...2... John Robertson: He gets the shoulders up. McCade inches over and he reaches it! Rick Wright: Extreme is not releasing it. Ref: 1...2...3...4... Jack Anderson: Extreme releases the figure four, but the damage has been done. John Robertson: Alex Extreme is up, and McCade is using the ropes to get up. Rick Wright: Alex Extreme whips McCade into the ropes, POWERSLAM! Jack Anderson: 1....2.........KICK OUT BY McCADE! John Robertson: Alex Extreme pulls up McCade and he whips him into the corner. Rick Wright: Obviously Extreme is getting a little irritated by slow counts by the referee! Jack Anderson: Extreme is smashing McCade's head on the top turnbuckle! Crowd: 3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade is out on his feet! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme on the second rope, BULLDOG! Jack Anderson: He makes the cover! John Robertson: 1...2...3!!!!!!!! Rick Wright: NO McCADE'S FOOT WAS OVER THE BOTTOM ROPE! Jack Anderson: Ref is waving it off. John Robertson: Alex Extreme is complaining about the count, meanwhile Bad Boy McCade sneaks up, McCADE ROLLS UP EXTREME! Rick Wright: 1....2....HE KICKS OUT! Jack Anderson: Extreme quickly up, and he takes McCade down with a clothesline. John Robertson: Alex Extreme pulls McCade to his feet. Extreme sends McCade into the ropes, he misses a clothesline, McCADE EXPLODES WITH A DROPKICK! Rick Wright: Both men up, BAD BOY McCADE WITH A MICHINOKU DRIVER! Jack Anderson: THAT'S IT! John Robertson: 1...2... EXTREME KICKS OUT! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme better go for the taser, because McCade is still going strong. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade now on the top rope, FLYING BODY PRESS! John Robertson: 1...2...EXTREME KICKS OUT AGAIN! Rick Wright: Extreme is begging off! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme has the stun gun! John Robertson: It's behind him, and McCade doesn't know! Rick Wright: McCade kicks him in the gut! Extreme drops the stun gun! Jack Anderson: BAD BOY McCADE GRABS THE STUN GUN! John Robertson: THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO GET IT OFF BAD BOY McCADE! Rick Wright: ALEX EXTREME LOW BLOWS BOTH THE REFEREE AND McCADE AT THE SAME TIME! Jack Anderson: ALEX EXTREME HAS THE STUN GUN! John Robertson: HE ZAPS BAD BOY McCADE WITH IT! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme pulls up the referee! THE COVER! Jack Anderson: 1....2....... John Robertson: HE GOT HIM! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme wins the first fall with the help of his trusty stun gun. Jack Anderson: No rest in between falls, but the referee is checking on McCade, Extreme better take it outside or else McCade might stun him with a quick fall here. John Robertson: I think he heard you, Alex Extreme slides outside, and pulls McCade outside the ring. Rick Wright: Looks like McCade will be able to continue after all. Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme with a right hand, blocked by McCade, Bad Boy McCade with a thumb to the eye of Alex Extreme. McCADE WHIPS EXTREME FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!! John Robertson: I think Extreme lost a tooth! Rick Wright: Bad Boy McCade now whips Alex Extreme into the ring barrier! Jack Anderson: McCade showing an aggressive side of himself as he grabs a steel chair! John Robertson: Alex Extreme is draped over the steel barrier, McCade swings, EXTREME MOVES AND McCADE DENTS THE CHAIR OVER THE RING BARRIER! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme kicks McCade in the midsection, and sends him flying FACE FIRST INTO THE RING BARRIER! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme grabs the dented chair, HE SMASHES IT OVER BAD BOY McCADE'S HEAD! John Robertson: Alex Extreme grabs McCade, he whips him into the timekeeper's table. Rick Wright: Alex Extreme grabs the ring bell, HE MISSES McCADE WITH IT! Jack Anderson: BAD BOY McCADE WITH A LOW BLOW! John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade clotheslines Alex Extreme over the barrier into the crowd! Rick Wright: This crowd is going nuts! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade is on the ring barrier, ELBOWDROP! John Robertson: Security is holding the fans back as McCade pulls Alex Extreme by his legs towards the back. Extreme gets away, and is back to his feet. He stuns McCade with a punch. Rick Wright: EXTREME GOES FOR A SPLASH BUT McCADE MOVES AND EXTREME RAN INTO A CONCRETE WALL! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade now grabs Extreme by the hair, BULLDOG! John Robertson: I THINK HE BROKE EXTREME'S NOSE! Rick Wright: The two men are out near the concession stands near one of the exits. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade whips Extreme through a door! John Robertson: They are in a bathroom! Rick Wright: Bad Boy McCade grabs a broom, HE BREAKS IT OVER ALEX EXTREME'S BACK! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade now going into one of the stalls, he comes out with a roll of toilet paper, but EXTREME SMASHES HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A BUCKET OF WATER! John Robertson: The bucket busted over McCade's head. Alex Extreme is pulling himself up. Rick Wright: Alex Extreme grabs the roll of toilet paper, and shoves it down McCade's mouth! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme now opens a cabinet under one of the sinks. He found something... John Robertson: IT'S A WRENCH! Rick Wright: ALEX EXTREME LET'S McCADE GET BACK UP! Jack Anderson: HE SMASHES McCADE IN THE MOUTH WITH THAT WRENCH! John Robertson: McCade went down hard! Rick Wright: He may have dislocated his jaw with that punch! McCade's mouth is bleeding! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme covers Bad Boy McCade. John Robertson: 1...2... KICK OUT BY McCADE! Rick Wright: Alex Extreme picks up McCade, he tosses him in the corner. Jack Anderson: Extreme coming over, McCade slows him down with a kick to the knee. John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade grabs a trash can! Rick Wright: He stuffs it over Alex Extreme! Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme can't see what's going on! John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade has grabbed a toilet seat from the stalls! Rick Wright: HE CLIPS EXTREME'S KNEE WITH IT! Jack Anderson: Extreme is down in pain. John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade let's Extreme get up, he pushes him out of the bathroom. Rick Wright: Extreme can't see where he is going, the garbage can is still over his head. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade SHOVES HIM DOWN SOME STAIRS!!!!!!! John Robertson: UNBELIEVABLE! Rick Wright: Extreme looks like he is totally out of it! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade pulls the garbage can off of Alex Extreme. They are near an exit from the arena. Bad Boy McCade goes over and grabs what looks like a suitcase! John Robertson: Isn't that your luggage Rick? Rick Wright: HEY! THAT IDIOT WAS SUPPOSED TO LEAVE IT IN THE LOCKER ROOM NOT OUT IN THE OPEN! Jack Anderson: BAD BOY McCADE SMASHES THE SUITCASE ON ALEX EXTREME'S HEAD!!! John Robertson: McCade does it again! Rick Wright: McCade grabs a crowbar! CLANG!!!!! Jack Anderson: McCADE SMASHED EXTREME WITH THAT CROWBAR! John Robertson: McCADE IS OPENING UP THE SUIT CASE! Rick Wright: He look, a collection of playboy... heh..... Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade tosses out all the magazines. John Robertson: McCade sets up Alex Extreme's head between the suit case. He is now KICKING THE SUIT CASE CRACKING EXTREME'S NECK!!! Rick Wright: I CAN'T WATCH! THIS MAY BE THE END OF EXTREME'S CAREER! Jack Anderson: McCade pulls Extreme out. SLINGSHOT BY McCADE!!! John Robertson: EXTREME WENT FLYING AND THROUGH AN EXIT AND HE IS AT A LOADING DOCK! Rick Wright: Extreme is actually in a truck that was unloading some stuff! McCade is coming in. Jack Anderson: EXTREME THROWS A CRATE OUT OF DESPERATION AND SMACKS McCADE WITH IT! John Robertson: McCade absorbed it! McCade grabs Extreme by the hair, HE FLINGS HIM INTO THE WALL OF THE TRUCK! Rick Wright: Hey the truck is moving! Jack Anderson: The ref quickly got the driver to stop! John Robertson: McCADE THROWS EXTREME OUT OF THE TRUCK!!!!! Rick Wright: EXTREME MAY HAVE DROPPED 10 FEET TO THE COLD CONCRETE FLOOR! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade climbs out of the truck. The two are in the parking lot outside the arena! John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade whips Alex Extreme into a car!!! Rick Wright: I think this is going a little too far, Extreme isn't into it anymore, the referee should stop this match. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade pulls up Alex Extreme, HE THROWS HIM THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD!! John Robertson: Extreme is a bloody mess, but McCade's mouth is still busted open. McCade grabs Extreme's feet, and pulls him out of the car. Rick Wright: SOMEBODY STOP THIS PLEASE! Jack Anderson: BAD BOY McCADE WITH A PILEDRIVER ON THE HOOD OF THE CAR! John Robertson: HE AIN'T DONE YET! Rick Wright: Bad Boy McCade opens up the trunk of the car! He is pulling out a spare tire? Jack Anderson: What's he going to do with that? John Robertson: McCade puts the spare tire around Extreme to avoid Extreme punching or anything! Extreme is all tied up! Rick Wright: I've got news for you, it doesn't look like Extreme will be doing anything anytime soon! Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade has gone off searching for something, what I don't know. Meanwhile Alex Extreme is not moving. John Robertson: Rick you might be right, this is going to far, somebody should stop this match. Rick Wright: McCade is a mad man! Alex Extreme is finished, just pin him and win the match. This is going too far! Jack Anderson: McCADE IS BACK WITH A SHOVEL! John Robertson: BAD BOY McCADE SMASHES ALEX EXTREME IN THE HEAD WITH THE SHOVEL!!!!!!!!! Rick Wright: McCade has just comodeered a forklift! Jack Anderson: He throws Extreme on the front, and he is driving into the arena! John Robertson: They are heading towards the ring. Meanwhile Extreme is not fighting back at all. He is out of it! Rick Wright: This is going way too far. Jack Anderson: McCade is making his way backstage, and now he's heading towards the ring, and Extreme has not moved. McCade stops the forklift. He goes underneath the ring. McCade is pulling out a ladder, and a TABLE! John Robertson: WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO? Rick Wright: Bad Boy McCade takes the tire off Extreme, and kicks him twice for good measure. McCade sets up the table. Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme is lying on the table. McCade grabs his stun gun! John Robertson: McCADE STUNS ALEX EXTREME! Rick Wright: This punk is going too far, this may be the end of Extreme's career, won't anybody do anything about this??? Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade throws the ladder in the ring. McCade is setting up the ladder. John Robertson: BAD BOY McCADE IS CLIMBING TO THE TOP OF THE LADDER! Rick Wright: NO! WHATEVER HE'S GOING TO DO IT'S GOING TO BE GRUESOME! SOMEBODY STOP THIS. Jack Anderson: Extreme has not moved a muscle in the past 5 minutes. John Robertson: McCADE ONTOP OF THE LADDER INSIDE THE RING! EXTREME OUTSIDE THE RING LAID OUT ON A TABLE! Rick Wright: Extreme ain't moving! He may be paralyzed! Jack Anderson: McCADE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! THE JOYRIDE!!!!!!!!!! John Robertson: CORKSCREW MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER TO THE OUTSIDE AND THEY GO THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!! Rick Wright: IS THAT GUY OUT OF HIS MIND??? Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade isn't moving, Extreme hasn't moved for a long time, this is one hell of a match. John Robertson: McCade though gets his senses about him again, and pulls Extreme out of the wreckage. HE COVERS HIM! Rick Wright: Good finish this match, somebody call 911, Extreme is finished. Jack Anderson: 1...2...3. RA: The winner of the fall is BAD BOY McCADE! John Robertson: Alex Extreme totally out of it, and McCade has to win the match in the ring in order to win the match. Extreme is not fighting back at all, this is disgusting. Rick Wright: The question is how will Bad Boy McCade get Extreme into the ring? That's 240 lbs of dead weight. Jack Anderson: Bad Boy McCade is rolling Alex Extreme onto the forklift. That's your answer Rick. John Robertson: Bad Boy McCade now drives the forklift next to the ring, and raises it to level off with the ring. Rick Wright: Bad Boy McCade rolls Alex Extreme into the ring. Jack Anderson: What's going to happen now? John Robertson: McCade pulls Extreme into the center of the ring. He covers him. Rick Wright: 1...2...McCADE ROLLED OFF HIS SHOULDERS?? Jack Anderson: THIS IS GOING TOO FAR! John Robertson: McCade has grabbed the ladder, HE PLACES IT SO THAT EXTREME IS UNDERNEATH IT! Rick Wright: McCade covers him now! Jack Anderson: Sending a message. John Robertson: 1...2...3. DING DING DING R.A. Here is your winner, and STILL IWF/WOW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION ... BAD BOY McCADE!!!!! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Bad Boy McCade -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= Rick Wright: McCade wins, but here comes a stretcher for Extreme. Jack Anderson: Will we ever see Extreme again after tonight? John Robertson: The match had some stupid name rules like falls count anywhere in the galaxy, but now a man has been seriously hurt, and I think the IWF/WOW should fine, McCade, as well as that idiot referee. Rick Wright: Look they are placing a neck brace on Alex Extreme. Jack Anderson: Alex Extreme being carted off, meanwhile McCade looks a little bit worse for wear with a possible broken jaw, but that's nothing compared to what has happened to Extreme. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: Well, our next match is a very interesting one. Jack Anderson: While normally we would be very excited to see Derrick DaMann return to an IWF/WOW ring, it's not secret that Derrick DaMann has leukemia. Symptoms of leukemia include pale skin, sore joints, anemia and exhaustion, all of which we have seen Derrick DaMann be affected by in the previous few weeks that he has been visiting the Mayhem Arena in Toronto. Rick Wright: The way I see it, this guy should just give it up. Why even bother to challenge Excellent? Excellent is better them him, and that's the bottom line. Jack Anderson: Well, Mr. Excellent has a huge advantage with DaMann having leukemia, however if DaMann were fully healthy I think things would be different for Mr. Excellent. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is a former two time World Champion, IC champion, leader of the Inner Circle and is a IWF/WOW Hall of Famer. He is truly one of the best. Jack Anderson: We can only wish him the best of luck in this match. DaMann truly is one of the all-time greats in wrestling. John Robertson: Lets go to the ring. __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ ONE TIME ONLY - THE RETURN OF DERRICK DAMANN \ V V / | _| ___) | Derrick DaMann vs Mr. Excellent \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= -----------------------> WRITER: Chad Jurkschat <----------------------- ["Ode To Joy" by Beethoven plays over the loudspeakers. The fans in the arena suddenly jump to their feet and loudly begin booing as Mr. Excellent walks out from behind the curtain.] RA: Introducing first... hailing from Barnsville, GA, standing 5'11" and weighing 215 pounds, here is.... MR. EXCELLENT!!!! [Mr. Excellent struts down the aisle. Wearing tights similar to Bret Hart and slapping the fans high five while signing some lucky fan's autograph. Most of the fans continue to loudly boo Excellent, and some even throw trash at the man who enters the ring.] John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is not a well-liked guy by these New York fans. Jack Anderson: Can you blame them? He's taking on one of the greatest wrestlers of all time. Not to mention the guy has leukemia. That's like Rick challenging a 80 year old man. I mean, you just know the 80 year old man is going to win. Rick Wright: Oh hahaha... that was just so funny Jack. But who cares, we know Mr. Excellent is going to win. By the time this match is over they're going to be taking Derrick DaMann out on a stretcher! He'll never walk again... [The lights slowly fade to black. The capacity crowd screams in anticipation as the arena is in complete darkness. One gold spotlight quickly pans across the seats and focuses in on the blank video screen. An image begins to appear, of the golden IWF/WOW World Heavyweight championship and the athlete in possession of it, who has a smile from ear to ear. A Million Dollar DaMann Smile to be exact. The crowd explodes into cheers as the low whistles over the P.A. rapidly become the strained guitar riffs of "Lovin' Every Minute Of It" by Loverboy.] RA: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN..... [The crowd's anticipation grows louder as a swirl of gold spotlights convene on the dark entrance curtain. The video screen begins to show a series of hot girls in succession, each with signs that say "IC FOREVER", "DaMann $1:Bil", "DD= Definite Delight", and "He's Your DaMn Idol!!"] RA: INTRODUCING FROM BEVERLY HILLS, CALIFORNIA... [The screen starts to show a solitary black-gloved hand escape from behind the curtain, followed by a clip of DD dancing jovially in the ring draped with five gold title belts.] HE STOOD AT SIX FOOT TWO, AND WEIGHED IN AT TWO HUNDRED THIRTY FIVE POUNDS WHEN HE WAS THE IWF/WOW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.... [The screen shows a slow-motion clip of Derrick pinning A.J. Stanson with a victory roll to capture his first IWF/WOW World championship, quickly followed by a real-time shot of the DaMark section going absolutely bonkers in the gold and black upper deck seats.] RA: THE "GODD AMONG MEN".... [A solitary black glove escapes from behind the curtain, as the crowd begins to absolutely cheer the roof off the arena.] RA: DERRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK [The black-gloved hand is followed by a forearm, a gold elbowpad, a bicep, a shoulder, a torso, a leg, and then.....] RA: DAAAAMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! ["Double D" finally emerges from behind the curtain, and turns to the front for the entire arena to get a glimpse. He is obviously not the same, as he has lost seventy pounds since his ring days due to the cancer that has wracked his body. His long flowing black locks have been replaced by a black and gold striped bandanna wrap. Oakley sunglasses hide his tired eyes and a black and gold leather vest covers his frail body, but there is no concealing his one true trademark....his smile, which he flashes to the arena crowd who go even more nuts for him.] Crowd: DER-RICK!! DER-RICK!! DER-RICK!! DER-RICK!! DER-.... [Derrick slowly walks down the aisle, and for the first time, uses the stairs to get into the ring. He adjusts his gold kneepads, black boots, and black with gold streaked long tights before carefully climbing up to the second turnbuckle. Once there, he stretches his arms out, tilts his head to the side, and flashes the Million Dollar DaMann Smile to the crowd's utter delight.] John Robertson: Well, Derrick DaMann is getting cheered very loudly. The fans are cheering him even more then they ever did during his IWF/WOW career. Jack Anderson: What a showing of respect to Derrick DaMann. Rick Wright: It makes me sick. That's all I have to say. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann looks very ill, but I must admit he looks like he is ready for a fight. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann is always ready for a fight. Rick Wright: Well he better watch out, Mr. Excellent just may put an end to his life here tonight. DING! DING! DING! [Big pop from the fans.] John Robertson: There's the bell, and this match is underway. Boy the fans are glad to see Derrick DaMann back in the ring. Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent has a smile on his face. He thinks that this match is going to be a cake-walk for him. Rick Wright: What do you expect? It will be! John Robertson: Well endurance is not on DaMann's side. But on the other hand, one of Excellent's BIG disadvantages is experience. DaMann has fought in many big matchups, while I think this might be Excellent's first. Jack Anderson: Collar and elbow lock-up in the ring... John Robertson: OHH! Mr. Excellent walked right into a kick to the groin. No matter what condition you're in, that's going to hurt! [Huge pop from the crowd.] Jack Anderson: DaMann backs off. Mr. Excellent goes down in pain and the fans are loving every second of this! Rick Wright: What a cheater... a low blow! DQ him! John Robertson: That's not going to happen here tonight. Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent gets to his feet... John Robertson: Derrick DaMann with a sidestep and now he does a legsweep to the knee of Mr. Excellent to take him down once again. [Another pop from the fans.] Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann takes Mr. Excellent down once again and Mr. Excellent slams his hands on the mat as a sign of frustration. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent has to be wondering what he has to do to take Derrick DaMann down. Rick Wright: Grrr... it shouldn't be that hard! Come on Excellent, he's fragile! Just punch him! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent slowly gets to his feet. Rick Wright: That's it. Take your time Mr. Excellent. Derrick DaMann will tire out very easily thanks to his leukemia. Once he tires out, you can take advantage and get the easy win. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann comes after Mr. Excellent. Punch to the head by DaMann. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann now picks up Mr. Excellent... INVERTED ATOMIC DROP! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is stunned... REVERSE CHINLOCK NECKBREAKER BY DERRICK DAMANN! Rick Wright: NO! Jack Anderson: Yes! Derrick DaMann has dominated Mr. Excellent so far in this match. I don't think that Mr. Excellent has been able to get in one offensive move so far here tonight. Rick Wright: Come on Mr. Excellent... you can do better then this, I know you can! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is now down on the mat and Derrick DaMann is going to work on the right knee of Mr. Excellent. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann is repeatedly stomping on Mr. Excellent's kneecap. John Robertson: A good move by Derrick DaMann. Injure Mr. Excellent's knee so that Mr. Excellent can't walk. Rick Wright: Oh god... I'm starting to get worried. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is now setting up Mr. Excellent's knee on the rope... what's he going to do... Jack Anderson: Diving splash on knee of Mr. Excellent! Rick Wright: Come on... get up Mr. Excellent. Kick this idiots ass. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is grabbing his right knee in pain. It looks like Derrick DaMann is doing a good job so far. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann is going outside of the ring. What is he going to do... John Robertson: It looks like he's grabbing a chair. Rick Wright: What's he going to do? Take a breather? John Robertson: DaMann is bringing the chair in the ring... oh-no... Jack Anderson: Oh-yes.... DAMANN DRIVES THE CHAIR INTO THE RIGHT KNEE OF MR. EXCELLENT! [Huge pop from the fans once again.] Rick Wright: NO!! That is not fair! John Robertson: The fans love this! Jack Anderson: The referee is trying to get the chair away from DaMann. he wants to hit Mr. Excellent once again. John Robertson: The fans want him to as well. Rick Wright: Who cares about the fans? John Robertson: Derrick DaMann does! Jack Anderson: Too bad the referee has wrestled away the chair from DaMann. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann drags Mr. Excellent into the center of the ring. Jack Anderson: He's putting on the cloverleaf on Excellent! Rick Wright: NO! Come on Mr. Excellent... get to the ropes! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is fighting to get to the ropes... Jack Anderson: HE REACHES THE ROPES! Rick Wright: YES! John Robertson: But DaMann won't break the hold! The referee is trying to get him off of Excellent. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann is out to hurt Mr. Excellent! This is almost like the Derrick DaMann of old. Rick Wright: This ISN'T fair! John Robertson: The referee finally gets DaMann off of Mr. Excellent. Mr. Excellent is trying to get to his feet now, but his right knee is killing him. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann comes after Mr. Excellent... John Robertson: MR. EXCELLENT NAILS DERRICK DAMANN! Jack Anderson: ohh... that has to hurt DaMann! Rick Wright: Yeah! Put an end to him. John Robertson: DaMann is trying to shake it off. Jack Anderson: He is getting back to his feet. That's a good sign at least. Rick Wright: Damnit. Just give up Derrick. You don't stand a chance. John Robertson: DaMann gets to his feet, but Mr. Excellent doesn't see him. He's doo busy gloating to the fans. Jack Anderson: DaMann comes from behind... HE CLIPS THE KNEE OF MR. EXCELLENT KNOCKING MR. EXCELLENT BACK DOWN TO THE MAT! Rick Wright: Oh come on... this is horrible. Mr. Excellent should be able to put on a better showing then this. John Robertson: I guess Derrick DaMann is really ready for this match. Even though his doctors are against it. Jack Anderson: Well, you can tell DaMann is really starting to tire out now. He's running out of energy. As we said earlier, endurance is one place where Mr. Excellent stands out. Rick Wright: You're damn right! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent gets back to his feet. He comes after Derrick DaMann... HE SENDS DAMANN OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE! Jack Anderson: Ohh.. that isn't going to help DaMann at all. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is going up top... he's going for a flying body press to the outside.... Jack Anderson: HE MISSES DAMANN AND HITS THE STEEL GUARD RAIL! Rick Wright: NO! That could knock a man out! Jack Anderson: Lucky for Mr. Excellent, it probably helped him more then it hurt him. If he didn't hit that, he could have hit his head on the cement and cracked his head open. John Robertson: DaMann is asking the fans for some food. Rick Wright: What? Does he need a snack break or something now? Jack Anderson: I don't think so... he just got some nachos from a fan and he smashing it in Mr. Excellent's face! Rick Wright: Be careful Derrick... don't piss him off much more then you already have. Jack Anderson: Derrick DaMann rolls back into the ring. Mr. Excellent follows not to far behind. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is running after DaMann, DaMann is running away... Jack Anderson: OHH! All three bump into the referee.... and all three go down! John Robertson: This isn't good for DaMann. Jack Anderson: No it is not. Mr. Excellent slowly gets up to his feet. I think he was effected the least by the bump. Rick Wright: This could be Mr. Excellent's big chance. Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent goes for the cover on DaMann! John Robertson: The count.... ... Wait a second. The referee is out too. Jack Anderson: There's no one to count. Mr. Excellent gets up and he looks pissed off. Rick Wright: This isn't fair! He should have Derrick DaMann beat right now. John Robertson: Excellent is trying to wake up the referee, but the referee is out cold. Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent is very upset. He's yelling for another official to get down here. Rick Wright: He should be... DaMann looks like he is out cold, this is Mr. Excellent's chance to pin DaMann and get the win! John Robertson: Well you make a valid point Rick. Rick Wright: I thought so. Jack Anderson: Now we've got another official coming out. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is saying it's about time. Rick Wright: It is about time another official got out here! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is going for the pinfall... Jack Anderson: The count.... 1.... 2..... DAMANN GETS A SHOULDER UP! Rick Wright: WHAT!?! No way! That was a slow count! John Robertson: Well, maybe it was... I even agree it might be slow. But the official in the ring doesn't really know what to do. He's not supposed to be down here for this match. Jack Anderson: The second official is helping the first one while Mr. Excellent is furious in the ring. Rick Wright: He should be... he should have already won! Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent is picking up Derrick DaMann. What's he going to do? John Robertson: Wait a second... DaMann is pulling something out of his tights! Rick Wright: What a cheater! Jack Anderson: DAMANN NAILS MR. EXCELLENT WITH A PAIR OF BRASS KNUCKLES FROM HIS TIGHTS! [Huge pop from the fans.] Rick Wright: CHEATER! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent has been knocked out! Derrick DaMann isn't in much better condition... Jack Anderson: DaMann falls on top of Mr. Excellent... John Robertson: The second referee turns around and sees this... Jack Anderson: He didn't see DaMann's foreign object! Rick Wright: NO! John Robertson: The count.... 1.... 2..... 3!!!! [HUGE pop from the fans... louder then anything all night.] Jack Anderson: HE DID IT! Rick Wright: NO!!! I don't believe it! DING! DING! DING! RA: Here is your winner... D E R R I C K D A M A N N ! ! ! -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= WINNER: Derrick DaMann -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= John Robertson: Derrick DaMann has defeated Mr. Excellent after knocking him out with a pair of brass knuckles... Rick Wright: This is so not fair! That wasn't even the legal official! And it was a fast count! Jack Anderson: Stop your whining Rick... Rick Wright: I am not whining. John Robertson: Without a doubt, Derrick DaMann is our winner here tonight. Rick Wright: Although he doesn't look like a winner. He's getting help from the officials to make it to the back. Jack Anderson: Probably because he has no energy left in his body thanks to the leukemia. John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is waving to the fans... Jack Anderson: He's giving the fans an appreciatory good bye wave, thanking them for the memories. He will be missed. Rick Wright: Not by me. John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is just starting to get up now and he is realizing what happened. Rick Wright: He's going to be furious... John Robertson: He is furious! Mr. Excellent cannot believe that Derrick DaMann defeated him! Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent is up and he has a chair with him. Rick Wright: Now it's going to get good... John Robertson: Here comes Mr. Excellent.... *** WHACK *** Jack Anderson: OH MY GOD! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! Rick Wright: YESSSSSS! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent just nailed Derrick DaMann with a steel chair across the head. Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent with the chair again... HE DRIVES IT INTO DERRICK DAMANN! John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is screaming in pain... I don't think he can take it. Jack Anderson: Officials and doctors are coming to the aid of Derrick DaMann, however Mr. Excellent is fighting them off. Rick Wright: Good! John Robertson: Mr. Excellent is now setting up Derrick DaMann.... Jack Anderson: PILEDRIVER OUTSIDE THE RING ON THE STEEL WALKWAY! Rick Wright: That probably knocked DaMann out cold... John Robertson: Derrick DaMann is not moving at all... Jack Anderson: Mr. Excellent is finally leaving. Rick Wright: Aww... John Robertson: Paramedics are running down to the aisle. They're taking Derrick DaMann to the back. Jack Anderson: I don't think this is good. John Robertson: DaMann isn't moving at all. [The camera follows the paramedics backstage as they take Derrick DaMann back there. The announcers remain quiet while they do this. They work on him, trying to do everything they can do in order to resuscitate him.] [After several minutes of trying to resuscitate Derrick DaMann, with nothing working, the paramedics give up. One of them records the time, while other places a white sheet over DaMann with no explanation.] [The scene changes back to the ringside area, with the announcers being quiet for several minutes in shock. After a couple minutes, they talk.] John Robertson: I don't know what to say... Rick Wright: John.... John... John Robertson: What Rick? Rick Wright: What exactly just happened there? John Robertson: I'm not sure I know for sure... but... did I just see what I thought I saw? Jack Anderson: I think so... we may have just seen the last of Derrick DaMann. [The announcers go to quiet again, as a promo comes up on the screen.] ["Du Hast" by Rammestein plays as pictures of several former IWF/WOW World Champions, such as the Prophet, Christopher Stonebreaker, Jeremy Thranton and AJ Stanson are shown.] Over the years many wrestlers have fought over it... [The screen now changes to show several wrestlers who are top contenders, such as Robert d'Artois, Hades, Eric Travers, Alex Martinez, Steve West and Brian O'Neil.] And now, at End of the World III four wrestlers will meet in one ring to decide who the champion will be. [The screen continues to show several wrestlers, before fading to the logo for End of the World III.] End of the World III. Join us in May for this great PPV. [The scene fades back to ringside.] John Robertson: Well, it's hard to get back to action after what we just saw, but we'll have to do our best. Rick Wright: Even I'm shocked John... and you know how hard it is to shock me. John Robertson: We're all very shocked, and very saddened by what has just happened... Jack Anderson: We can only hope the best for the DaMann family in their future. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- John Robertson: Up next we've got an excellent match, featuring two of the top IWF/WOW superstars of today... Jack Anderson: We've got Robert d'Artois, who made a shocking return over a month ago after leaving the IWF/WOW after his loss to Christopher Stonebreaker in the IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title match at Summer Explosion III, taking on the Idol, who is one of the greatest IWF/WOW World Heavyweight champions of all time. Rick Wright: This should be an excellent match... anything can happen, but I look for Robert d'Artois to walk out of the cell victorious! [The camera changes to the angle of the cell being set up. The cell is set up much like the Hell in the Cell, with a few minor changes. Ring crew are putting the final touches of the cell as the announcers continue to talk...] Jack Anderson: One interesting fact is that, as we found out earlier today, there will be a special guest referee! As of right now, we have no clue who the referee will be... John Robertson: Without a doubt, this should be an interesting match. Our IWF/WOW President, Chris J. is making his way down to ringside... hopefully he'll announce who the special guest referee is... lets go to ringside. [The scene changes to IWF/WOW President Chris J, as he enters the ring with a microphone in hand.] RA: Ladies and gentlemen... the IWF/WOW President, Christopher Jurkschat! [The fans give a mixed reaction.] IWF/WOW CO-PRESIDENT CHRIS J.: Ladies and gentlemen... thanks for coming out tonight. Tonight we will bring you one of the greatest IWF/WOW Heavyweight title matches of all time, between the current champion, the Idol, and the challenger, Robert d'Artois. This match will take place RIGHT HERE, in this cell is just mere seconds... [Big pop from the fans!] Rick Wright: This is going to be great... I can't wait! IWF/WOW CO-PRESIDENT CHRIS J.: However, due to the nature of this match I have decided for a special guest referee.... [The fans talk amongst themselves, wondering who it is.] IWF/WOW CO-PRESIDENT CHRIS J.: And now, here he is... Jack Anderson: We're about to find out who the special guest referee is... [A hush falls over the crowd, as it awaits the special guest referee. All of a sudden, the crowd gasps, as "Sex Type Thing" by Stone Temple Pilots fires up. The crowd remains silent in anticipation as a good 30 seconds passes by, before anybody makes an appearance. Then, the curtain raises, and a very familiar looking gentlemen walks out. The crowd erupts in complete surprise, as the man is quickly recognized as, none other than, __"STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS!__ He looks basically the same, however with shorter blonde hair, and he is a little more muscular than before. He is sporting a black and white referee's shirt, and black pants. As he is walking down to the ring, he notices a sign placed in front of his face. He quickly grabs it, and turns it around to the camera. It reads. "Where is Shane Sanders??" Shane smirks, and mouths the words, "Right here, baby." He throws the sign back into the crowd of people, and continues on his way toward the ring. ] John Robertson: SHANE SANDERS! He's back... he's a former multi-time champion here in the IWF/WOW and now he is back! Jack Anderson: This could have a major effect on the outcome of the match. Rick Wright: I'm a bit worried... everyone knows Sanders and d'Artois never saw eye to eye... Jack Anderson: Then again, neither did Sanders and the Idol! [Shane Sanders now steps up and into the ring. He shakes Chris J.'s hand, bows to the crowd, and takes the microphone away from Jurkschat.] "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS: Well, its nice to be back in the IWF/WOW! [Decent pop from the crowd, scattered with boos.] "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS: I know you're thinking, "It's been a long time Shane, Where the hell have you been?" Well, I've been in seclusion for the past, well, lets just say its been a long time, training, getting myself ready for my much anticipated return to the world of wrestling. Why did I leave in the first place? I didn't appreciate the response I was getting in the IWF/WOW, in my career, at that time, I wasn't where I thought I should be. I was slowly fading into the backdrop. So, I decided it was time for a change, time for a reformation. After a long layoff to recoup from old injures, and get back into tip-top shape, I'm back for another run at the IWF/WOW World Title. Which I've never had the pleasure of competing for, which is something I plan to change rather quickly. To make matters short, I'm not gonna waste time this go around, I am here to stay, so get used to seeing me. Idol, d'Artois, whoever wins this match, get ready for a challenge from Shane Sanders. [Shane throws down the mic, and goes to a neutral corner, awaiting the start of the match.] John Robertson: This is going to be great... the Idol versus Robert d'Artois for the IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title, and Shane Sanders is special guest referee! Jack Anderson: The cell is finally setup... lets go to the ring for introductions. __ _______ _____ \ \ / / ___|___ / -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= \ \ /\ / /| |_ |_ \ WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH \ V V / | _| ___) | the Idol vs Robert d'Artois \_/\_/ |_| |____/ -=-=-=-=-=- IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III =-=-=-=-=-= -----------------------> WRITER: Chris Jurkschat <---------------------- ["Air on the G String" from JS Bach begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, from Orleans, France, standing at 6'0'', 230 lbs, accompanied to the ring by Lugen Karnovasch and Reiner Ver Magnusson, here is... R O B E R T D ' A R T O I S ! ! ! [The lights slowly goes down and turns to a golden tone, as a lighting made in the shape of the flag of France appears in the middle of the ring. Robert d'Artois, followed by his two bodyguards, appears in the entryway. The bodyguards are wearing black pants, dark blue shirts, and black vests. To the ring, Robert d'Artois wears a dark blue robe with a golden fleur de lys on the back. To wrestle, he removes the robe to reveal Owen Hart-type trunks, but dark blue colored, with a row of golden fleur de lys on the legs. Robert d'Artois has a small goatee, and long, curly, dark brown hair that he wears in a ponytail. He have green eyes. He is well built with no visible scar or tatoo. He slowly walks to the ring, insulting some fans, ignoring others on the way.] John Robertson: Robert d'Artois is in the ring, and he looks as ready as ever for this match. Jack Anderson: d'Artois feels he is the only man in the IWF/WOW worth of being the IWF/WOW Heavyweight Champions, and tonight is his night to prove it. Rick Wright: And you can trust me, even with Shane Sanders being the special guest referee, d'Artois WILL become champion! John Robertson: Robert d'Artois is asking for the microphone... ROBERT D'ARTOIS: As I said times and times again, the world seems to be against me going into this match... Well, I won't let it happen... There can be nobody at ringside, so, I got out and purchased four tickets... There won't be any Hell's Harbingers around the ring for the night... President Jurkschat asked me not to get them out here... So I didn't... But those four tickets, they will be to my four mercenaries... Four men whose sole purpose will be to prevent any interference... Get out guys... And everybody, let's give a big round of applause to Alexander Dubois, The Excellence Squad and Jim Shaw!!! [Alexander Dubois, The Excellence Squad and Jim Shaw all get out from backstage. They are all dressed in regular street clothes. They get in the ring and d'Artois gives them the four tickets.] ROBERT D'ARTOIS: Here you go... Now, you better do your job well... [d'Artois is interrupted by Shane Sanders who grabs the microphone from Robert d'Artois.] "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS: d'Artois, just as the President said that the rules were going to be followed... And, your "protection squad" just won't happen. ROBERT D'ARTOIS: The rules said : NOBODY at RINGSIDE!!! The crowd ISN'T ringside. "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS: As far as the IWF/WOW, President Chris and I are concerned, it IS ringside!!! [Crowd cheers loudly at the saying.] ROBERT D'ARTOIS: That won't happen... "STRIKING" SHANE SANDERS: Yes it will will... You spent your money on nothing d'Artois... Guys, get those four wrestlers out!!! [Referees comes down to get the "protection squad" out. Jim Shaw hits d'Artois on the back, and tries to attack Robert d'Artois, saying "I'd have done that at the end of the match, but I guess early is better than never!!!". d'Artois takes a few hits, but Alexander Dubois manages to held Jim Shaw off d'Artois. The referees escorts the four men out of the ringside area, to the cheers of the crowd, and chants of "d'Artois sucks!".] John Robertson: It looks like Robert d'Artois' protection squad is a no-go thanks to Shane Sanders! PA: [Idol's voice]: Who's your Idol!? ["Let's Face it" by Mighty Mighty Bosstones begins to play over the loudspeakers.] RA: About to come down the aisle, hailing From hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina standing six feet, eleven inches and weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-five pounds, here is... TTHHHEEEEEEEEEEE IIIIIIIDDDDOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [The Idol goes through the curtain and then walks down the aisle. He has short brown that is brushed straight back with sideburns that go down to the end of his ears. He wears black pants that say "IDOL" on the side of the leg in red. The Idol happily walks to the ring with the crowd cheering him, he enters the ring. The Idol drops to knee and appeases the crowd by flexing his pecs, in return the crowd cheering loudly!] John Robertson: Here is the Idol... what a pop for the Idol! Jack Anderson: The fans LOVE this guy! Rick Wright: What about me? I'm a fan... John Robertson: You don't count Rick. Jack Anderson: The cell in this match goes all the way around the ring, including part of the ringside... much like a Hell in the Cell. Rick Wright: Referee Shane Sanders is calling for the bell... DING! DING! DING! John Robertson: And this match has officially started... Jack Anderson: And it starts in a big way! d'Artois attacks the Idol taking him down with a clothesline! Idol with his back to the mat and d'Artois drops down and starts landing several punches to the face for the Idol! John Robertson: They've started this match off aggressively... Rick Wright: It almost looks like a catfight out there! John Robertson: d'Artois picks up the Idol. He whips the Idol into the ropes... Idol comes back off the ropes and d'Artois goes for a clothesline... IDOL DUCKS! Jack Anderson: Idol off the other side, here he comes... IDOL TAKES ROBERT D'ARTOIS DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Rick Wright: Ohh... the Idol stays on task as he picks up d'Artois. John Robertson: The Idol backs Robert d'Artois into the corner. The Idol is kicking away on d'Artois in the corner. Jack Anderson: The Idol is now waiting for d'Artois to get back to his feet... John Robertson: HERE COMES THE IDOL AS HE CHARGES TO THE CORNER! Jack Anderson: NO! D'ARTOIS MOVES! Rick Wright: Yeah! d'Artois out smarted the Idol! John Robertson: D'ARTOIS NOW WITH A BACKSUPLEX ON THE IDOL! Rick Wright: There's d'Artois showing off those great technical wrestling moves that he has... John Robertson: d'Artois brings the Idol to the center of the ring... Jack Anderson: SNAP SUPLEX BY D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: See, it's moves like these by Robert d'Artois that will get him the IWF/WOW World Heavyweight title! John Robertson: d'Artois is working away slowly on the Idol. Jack Anderson: d'Artois picks the Idol up.... John Robertson: BIG BACK BREAKER BY ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: Ohh... he's working on the Idol's back... a bad back can really put a person out of action for a long time. John Robertson: Robert d'Artois now picks the Idol up. He whips the Idol into the corner.... THE IDOL HITS THE CORNER HARD AND BOUNCES BACK! Jack Anderson: The Idol gets a huge smile on his face, he knows he has this match in control. Rick Wright: That is because he is the best damn technical wrestler in the IWF/WOW today! John Robertson: Robert d'Artois is now going upstairs... Jack Anderson: This could cause a problem for d'Artois... remember, he is not an aerial expert! Rick Wright: D'ARTOIS IS GOING FOR A FLYING ELBOW DROP... HE HITS IT!! John Robertson: That could spell the end for the Idol. Jack Anderson: Robert d'Artois goes for a quick cover... Shane Sanders goes down for the count.... 1..... 2..... IDOL KICKS OUT! Rick Wright: Ohh... that was close! He almost has him. Jack Anderson: I'm almost surprise you didn't say Shane Sanders was counting slow. Rick Wright: Unn.... well he was, but d'Artois will pin the Idol anyways. John Robertson: The fans are loudly booing Robert d'Artois. d'Artois is looking around... he looks paranoid! Jack Anderson: He's probably out there looking for anyone who might interfere. After all, he doesn't have that protection squad anymore. Rick Wright: Are you kidding me? d'Artois could be concerned less about who might interfere... he'll take them all on. John Robertson: I don't agree with you there Rick. Jack Anderson: d'Artois now picks the Idol up... HE THROWS THE IDOL INTO THE CAGE! Rick Wright: Yeah! Now Robert d'Artois can show us that not only is he a great technical wrestler, but he is a fine brawler as well. John Robertson: d'Artois shoves the Idol into the corner... d'Artois is now rapidly stomping on the Idol down in the corner! Jack Anderson: Once again, Robert d'Artois is looking around the arena to make sure no one is going to interfere. Damn, is this guy ever paranoid? Rick Wright: He is not! He's just looking at all the RobertManiacs out there! They love this guy! John Robertson: d'Artois now picks the Idol up... what's he going to do with him now? Jack Anderson: The Idol is helpless.... ROBERT D'ARTOIS WITH A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! Rick Wright: Once again, the King of Technical wrestling showing us a great technical move. Jack Anderson: Will you get over this Rick? Sure, d'Artois is a great technical wrestler, but so is Steve West for that matter. Rick Wright: West? A good technical wrestler? HA! Jack Anderson: You always used to think he was. Rick Wright: Oh get over the past Jack... John Robertson: d'Artois now with the Idol... SIDE SUPLEX BY ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Jack Anderson: d'Artois goes for the pin once again... 1.... 2.... THE IDOL KICKS OUT AT TWO AND A HALF! Rick Wright: ARE YOU KIDDING!? Come on Sanders! Give d'Artois a fair shot! Call the match down the line... Jack Anderson: He is! We can see a replay if you must? Rick Wright: No... that's fine. John Robertson: Both of these men have put on an excellent match so far here tonight... Jack Anderson: Although it's been rather lopsided with Robert d'Artois in control for much of that match. Rick Wright: That is because he is the greatest of all time. John Robertson: Get over it. Robert d'Artois now picking up the Idol once again... Jack Anderson: d'Artois has been in control for most of this match. One has to think that the Idol is starting to run out of gas. Rick Wright: I hope so... actually, I know so! I've been in that ring before and when someone beats on you for several minutes nonstop, you begin to get tired, and find it harder and harder to go on. Jack Anderson: You were in the ring for several minutes? I always thought it was more like seconds... John Robertson: d'Artois now with the Idol... PILEDRIVER BY D'ARTOIS!!! Jack Anderson: Ohh.. he crushed the Idol's neck into the mat. Rick Wright: If d'Artois goes for the pin, it'll be over. The fat lady is singing... hey Jack, sing us a song! John Robertson: Well d'Artois is making a big mistake... he's not going for the pin. He's wasting sometime. Jack Anderson: He has a huge smile on his face... Rick Wright: That's because he knows the match is just about over. John Robertson: Referee Shane Sanders is telling d'Artois to pick up the pace. Rick Wright: Ha! d'Artois just told Sanders to "f-off"... although not so nicely. John Robertson: d'Artois is picking the Idol up once again. Jack Anderson: I think he's going to go for a second piledriver! John Robertson: If he hits it this match will be over! Rick Wright: Come on Jack... sing for us! Jack Anderson: NO! John Robertson: D'ARTOIS HITS ANOTHER PILEDRIVER ON THE IDOL! Jack Anderson: Wow... with that second piledriver, I don't think the Idol stands a shot at getting up. In just a few moments, we may be saying that Robert d'Artois is the new World Champion. Rick Wright: World Heavyweight Champion Robert d'Artois. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? John Robertson: Robert d'Artois is going for the cover... 1.... 2.... 3!!!! Rick Wright: YES!! Jack Anderson: NO!! THE IDOL KICKED OUT WITH LESS THEN A SPLIT SECOND LEFT! Rick Wright: NO!! That's not fair! John Robertson: d'Artois goes for the cover once again... 1.... 2.... KICKOUT!!!! Jack Anderson: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! Rick Wright: THAT WAS A SLOW COUNT! Come on Sanders, give d'Artois a fair count! John Robertson: It seems that Robert d'Artois thinks just like you Rick. He's complaining to referee Shane Sanders about the slow count. Jack Anderson: Sanders is telling him too bad... John Robertson: WAIT!! D'ARTOIS IS GOING TO HIT SANDERS!! Jack Anderson: NO!! SANDERS BLOCKS THE PUNCH AND FIRES ONE BACK AND ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: WHAT!? What the hell is going on!? Sanders isn't being fair.. where are Chris and Chad!? Get out here and fire him right now! John Robertson: THE IDOL ROLLS D'ARTOIS UP ROM BEHIND.... Jack Anderson: THE COUNT... 1.... 2.... KICKOUT! Rick Wright: Oh come on! That was a fast count! This isn't fair to d'Artois! John Robertson: You don't seem to think that anything is fair to d'Artois, do you Rick? Rick Wright: He should be the champion right now... John Robertson: d'Artois gets to his feet and is yelling at special guest referee Shane Sanders. The Idol is slowly getting to his feet as well. Jack Anderson: Here comes d'Artois. He's going back to work on the Idol to stay in control... BUT NO!! The Idol nails d'Artois with a hard right hand... Rick Wright: Watch out d'Artois... don't let the Idol get in control. Remember, you are the grestest technical wrestler in this sport! Use your skills to take d'Artois down. John Robertson: d'Artois gets back to his feet... the Idol once again nails d'Artois... the Idol now whips d'Artois into the ropes... ELBOW TO THE FACE OF D'ARTOIS! Jack Anderson: The Idol picks d'Artois up... he throws d'Artois into the cage hard. Rick Wright: Ohh... did you see how d'Artois hit the cage? He might have been busted open! John Robertson: d'Artois is backed into the corner by the Idol. The Idol with a hard chop on d'Artois now... Jack Anderson: The Idol tosses d'Artois out of the corner... d'Artois sits up... NECKSNAP BY THE IDOL! John Robertson: The Idol won't give d'Artois any time to rest up as the Idol gets back to his feet right away. Jack Anderson: Idol picks up d'Artois... Rick Wright: Hit him d'Artois! Come on... John Robertson: IDOL HITS A FISERMAN'S SUPLEX ON D'ARTOIS! He's got d'Artois into a pinning position... Jack Anderson: Shane Sanders goes down for the count... 1.... 2.... ........ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-=-=-=-=-= IWF/WOW WRESTLEFEST III CONTINUES... -=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ROBERT D'ARTOIS KICKS OUT! Rick Wright: d'Artois isn't finished yet. I can promise you, the Idol will not be walking out of this match as the winner. John Robertson: The Idol picks up Robert d'Artois now... Jack Anderson: DDT BY THE IDOL! John Robertson: How much more punishment can Robert d'Artois take? Rick Wright: A heck of a lot more then the Idol can dish out, which's for sure. Jack Anderson: The Idol is now reaching in his tights for something... Rick Wright: What a little pervert... must he do this during a match? John Robertson: I don't think that's what he's pulling out Rick.. Jack Anderson: He's got... Rick Wright: He's gonna cheat! He's going to nail d'Artois with that! John Robertson: There are no rules Rick... they can't cheat. Jack Anderson: The Idol with what looks like a pair of wire cutters... d'Artois slowly trying tog et to his feet... HE NAILS D'ARTOIS WITH THEM! Rick Wright: CHEATER!! John Robertson: The Idol is now walking away from d'Artois and going to the top rope with the wire cutters... he's climbing the cage! Rick Wright: What the hell is this moron doing? Jack Anderson: The Idol is trying to cut the wire at the top of the cage! John Robertson: What does he have planned? Rick Wright: He's trying to run from d'Artois... he scared of d'Artois! What a wimp! John Robertson: The Idol has cut the wire on the top part of the cage just enough to get out! Jack Anderson: He's going on top of the cage! I don't believe it.. Rick Wright: What is this maniac doing? John Robertson: The Idol is calling d'Artois to the top of the cage! He wants to fight Robert d'Artois on top of the cage! Jack Anderson: The fans are going wild! They want to see it too! Rick Wright: Don't do it Robert! If you fell, your career could be ended! John Robertson: But it looks like Robert d'Artois is accepting the challenge... he's climbing the cage and going outside! Jack Anderson: The Idol is ready for him!! Rick Wright: I can't watch this... John Robertson: HERE THEY GO! THE IDOL AND ROBERT D'ARTOIS ARE TRADING BLOWS ON TOP OF THE CAGE!! Jack Anderson: The fans are going nuts... they love this! Rick Wright: Watch out Robert! John Robertson: THE IDOL PICKS D'ARTOIS UP AND SLAMS HIM ON TOP OF THE CAGE! Jack Anderson: Ohh... the metal from the cage has got to be hurting d'Artois' back! John Robertson: The Idol is going nuts on d'Artois and the fans are loving every minute of it! Jack Anderson: Shane Sanders is just watching from inside the cage... Rick Wright: I don't even think he cares if these two kill each other! John Robertson: Probably not. The Idol is coming after d'Artois once again... Jack Anderson: OHHH!! John Robertson: LOW BLOW BY ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: The Idol better throw away any plans he had for a family... John Robertson: Both d'Artois and the Idol are low on energy and are trying to stay alive... Jack Anderson: The Idol seems to be in better condition right now... he has Robert d'Artois... Rick Wright: What's he going to do with him.. it looks like he's going to throw Robert d'Artois off the cage! John Robertson: OHMY-- *** CRASH *** [Robert d'Artois lands on the announce table sending the announcers scrambling, and cutting the audio. As Robert d'Artois lie there motionless, IW production crew scrambles to fix the audio around ringside.] [The Idol climbs down the side of the cage, while Shane Sanders just sits in the ring watching. The Idol reaches the floor, and begins to punch Robert d'Artois, who is now bleeding in the head.] [IWF/WOW officials run down to ringside to try and get the Idol and Robert d'Artois back into the ring, however at first they are unsuccessful as the Idol nails them and knocks them down.] [The Idol continues to go to work on Robert d'Artois, throwing him into the steel guard rail.] [Officials finally breakup the Idol and Robert d'Artois long enough to get d'Artois back into the ring. The Idol follows d'Artois back into the ring shortly after, but before he does he grabs a couple of chairs and brings them in the ring.] [Finally, after several minutes without audio, IW production staff finally gets the audio back working...] John Robertson: And we're finally back... what a fall that was by Robert d'Artois! Rick Wright: The Idol is trying to end the career of d'Artois! He's insane! John Robertson: They're both back inside the cage right now... Jack Anderson: And the Idol has a couple of chairs... Rick Wright: Look at all that blood coming out of d'Artois! What a mess... John Robertson: The Idol is taking his time... Sanders is yelling at the Idol to pick up the pace... Jack Anderson: Robert d'Artois grabs a chair.... FROM BEHIND HE NAILS THE IDOL WITH THE CHAIR!! Rick Wright: OHH!! They both fall to the mat! John Robertson: Referee Shane Sanders is doing the ten count.... 1..... 2..... 3..... 4..... 5..... Idol almost to his feet! 6..... 7..... Here comes d'Artois too.... 8...... 9...... D'ARTOIS IS UP AND HE HAS A CHAIR! Jack Anderson: D'ARTOIS WITH THE CHAIR... HE NAILS THE IDOL OVER THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR!! Rick Wright: YES!!! John Robertson: D'ARTOIS WITH ANOTHER SWING AT THE HEAD OF THE IDOL!! Rick Wright: DOUBLE YES!!! Jack Anderson: I think d'Artois may have knocked out the Idol... John Robertson: Wait a second... someone's at ringside! Who is that!? Jack Anderson: Someone is at ringside, and he just nailed the outside the official who is in charge of the door. Rick Wright: But we can't see who it is because of his hood... John Robertson: He's opening the lock with a lock cutter and getting into the cage! Jack Anderson: d'Artois doesn't see him, neither does Shane Sanders! d'Artois is choking the Idol over in the other corner. Rick Wright: This guy is now putting a new lock on the door, while officials are coming down to try and open the cage... John Robertson: Shane Sanders is trying to go over and stop him now... d'Artois still doesn't see him! Jack Anderson: The man gets by Sanders, he's going after d'Artois... Rick Wright: Watch out Robert! John Robertson: THE MAN JUST NAILED ROBERT D'ARTOIS IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE LOCK CUTTER! Jack Anderson: This man is now stomping on Robert d'Artois! John Robertson: Sanders is trying to get him away from d'Artois... he finally does! Jack Anderson: The men is pulling off his sweatshirt and hood now... who is it!? John Robertson: I don't believe it... Rick Wright: NO!!!!!!! Jack Anderson: I thought he retired! John Robertson: IT'S ERIC TRAVERS!!! Jack Anderson: The fans are going nuts! John Robertson: Eric Travers has got a microphone... ERIC TRAVERS: I told you d'Artois!! I told you that as long as I live and breathe you wouldn't be the IWF/WOW World Champion!! [Travers stomps on d'Artois' head] ERIC TRAVERS: So what do you think Bob? This match exciting enough for you yet? Or are you bored you stupid c... [Travers drops the mic and starts wailing away on d'Artois' head with a series of right hands. Travers picks the mic back up.] ERIC TRAVERS: You said you thought the best eleven wrestlers in the I/W were boring, and stopped our chance at getting the gold. Well, now it's my turn to impose my belief, that you just aren't good enough to be the champion, on you, and take _your_ chance at that belt from _you_!! John Robertson: IW officials have finally broken into the ring and are pulling Travers out of there! Rick Wright: It's about time! Jack Anderson: They've got Travers out of the ring and have a new lock on the cage... John Robertson: d'Artois and the Idol are still down inside the ring... Sanders is just standing there. Rick Wright: Look at this idiot! Travers is still trying to get inside the ring, officials are doing whatever they can to keep him out... isn't he retired? Jack Anderson: That's what he said... John Robertson: HERE COME THE KILLING MACHINES! They're coming to keep Travers away... Jack Anderson: NO!!! BODY COUNT COMES FROM BEHIND! John Robertson: Body Count are bringing the Killing Machines back to the locker room the hard way... Rick Wright: Come on! Travers should be here... this isn't fair! John Robertson: d'Artois is slowly getting to his feet, as is the Idol... Jack Anderson: Who will get to their feet first... Rick Wright: Come on Robert! John Robertson: Idol gets to his feet... HE NAILS ROBERT D'ARTOIS WITH A PUNCH! Jack Anderson: But d'Artois fires back with one of his own! Rick Wright: Both men are fighting back and forth... what a match! John Robertson: The Idol goes for a clothesline... ROBERT D'ARTOIS DUCKS! Jack Anderson: D'ARTOIS TURNS AROUND AND NAILS THE IDOL WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! John Robertson: NECKBREAKER BY ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: YEAH! The greatest technical wrestler in the world is back in control! John Robertson: d'Artois gets to his feet once again. He picks up Robert d'Artois... Jack Anderson: He's sitting the Idol up on the top turnbuckle... John Robertson: He has the Idol set up... Jack Anderson: SUPERPLEX BY ROBERT D'ARTOIS! Rick Wright: THE IDOL IS FINISHED! IT'S OVER! ROBERT D'ARTOIS IS YOUR NEW WORLD CHAMPION... John Robertson: Not yet he isn't... Jack Anderson: d'Artois is going for the cover though... 1..... 2..... OH MY GOD! THE IDOL GETS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! Rick Wright: NO! John Robertson: I don't believe it... this is amazing! Both of these men have given it their all here tonight. I'm surprised they can still go on. Jack Anderson: Eric Travers is still pacing outside the cell, trying to get into the cell, however officials are doing whatever it takes to keep Travers outside of it. Rick Wright: Come on officials! Do your job for once! John Robertson: Wait a second... Jack Anderson: What is going? Rick Wright: What the hell is that? John Robertson: Something is coming out from under the ring... Jack Anderson: I don't believe it.. Rick Wright: What the hell is that idiot doing here? John Robertson: IT'S VINCENT BANNISTER! Jack Anderson: VINCENT BANNISTER IS IN THE RING! Rick Wright: NO!!!!! Come on Shane Sanders, do something! John Robertson: Referee Shane Sanders doesn't know what to think! Jack Anderson: Vincent Bannister is going to hit Robert d'Artois!!! Rick Wright: NO!!! John Robertson: WAIT A SECOND! THE CAMERAMAN JUST THREW HIS CAMERA ON THE IDOL! HE'S BEATING THE IDOL WITH HIS CAMERA! Jack Anderson: Vincent Bannister is joining in!! Rick Wright: WHAT!? John Robertson: The cameraman has just taken off his beard and topee! IT'S HADES!! THE CAMERAMAN WAS HADES!! Jack Anderson: Hades and Bannister are attacking the Idol... Robert d'Artois is looking on in shock! Officials are trying to get Bannister and Hades out of the ring. Rick Wright: Hahaha... this is great! John Robertson: REFEREE SHANE SANDERS JUST NAILED VINCENT BANNISTER WITH A CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD! Jack Anderson: That'll get Bannister out of the ring... Rick Wright: Officials are forcing Bannister and Hades out of the ring and now Travers is trying to get inside... we must have a good 30 officials around ringside trying to keep the peace! John Robertson: Officials have Hades and Bannister handcuffed.. they're dragging the two outside of the ring, but Hades and Bannister are still resisting! Jack Anderson: Wait a second... look who is coming down now. Rick Wright: It's the the Guardian Angel of d'Artois'. John Robertson: He's coming down to watch the match. Jack Anderson: This is getting out of hand... Rick Wright: You can say that again... John Robertson: Robert d'Artois and the Idol are going one on one inside the ring... d'Artois is solidly in control right now. The Idol is busted open, and he has to be feeling light headed from all the blood loss by now. Jack Anderson: Well the Idol will never give up... but after a beating like this, you have to wonder about his future. He may never wrestle again. Rick Wright: All the better in my opinion! John Robertson: Robert d'Artois has the Idol in the center of the ring. He has a steel chair with him... he's setting the Idol up... Jack Anderson: ROBERT D'ARTOIS JUST PILEDRIVED THE IDOL ON THE STEEL CHAIR! Rick Wright: Ohh! If that didn't finish the Idol... nothing will! John Robertson: Well I don't think that Robert d'Artois wants to put away the Idol just yet. It looks like he's going to inflict even more damage on the Idol. Jack Anderson: Shane Sanders better check on the Idol... I'm starting to wonder if he is even conscious. Rick Wright: Who cares! John Robertson: Eric Travers is still trying to get into the ring, so are Hades and Vincent Bannister, even though they're handcuffed! Jack Anderson: Plus you've got the Guardian Angel watching on. John Robertson: d'Artois is setting the Idol up for another piledriver! Jack Anderson: This is going to knock out the Idol for sure. John Robertson: D'ARTOIS HITS IT! Rick Wright: All Robert d'Artois has to do now is pin the Idol! The Idol is lacking blood, I don't think he can go on. John Robertson: Police are now coming down to take away Hades, Vincent Bannister and Eric Travers for interfering... Rick Wright: What? Why! Jack Anderson: They've got Hades and Bannister and are taking them to the back, as they were already handcuffed... but look at Eric Travers, he's climbing the cell! Rick Wright: And there's a way in up there! The steel is cut at the top! Travers might make it back in the ring! John Robertson: Robert d'Artois sets up the Idol for a third piledriver on the steel chair.. Jack Anderson: You know, the piledrier is one of d'Artois' finisher! He calls it La Grande Mort. John Robertson: D'ARTOIS HITS THE PILEDRIVER FOR THE THRID TIME!! Jack Anderson: This time d'Artois is going for the pinfall... Rick Wright: Watch out d'Artois! Travers is almost back inside the cage! John Robertson: The count.... 1.......... 2............. ......... TRAVERS IS ON TOP OF THE CAGE!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rick Wright: YES!!!!!!! John Robertson: ROBERT D'ARTOIS IS THE NEW IWF/WOW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Jack Anderson: d'Artois is screaming "I told you so!!! Nobody could prevent me from winning the top gold!!! NOBODY!!!". Rick Wright: I LOVE IT! John Robertson: WAIT! TRAVERS IS INSIDE THE RING NOW! HERE GOES ERIC TRAVERS TO WORK ON ROBERT D'ARTOIS! HE'S KICKING AND PUNCHING D'ARTOIS IN THE CORNER! Jack Anderson: Referee Shane Sanders doesn't really care... in fact... SHANE SANDERS JUST TOOK A SHOT AT D'ARTOIS HIMSELF! Rick Wright: How can you say Shane Sanders wasn't a biased referee? First he let Travers attack, then Bannister and Hades, now he's attack d'Artois himself along with Travers! This isn't fair! Jack Anderson: Eric Travers has the microphone once again... ERIC TRAVERS: Oh and by the way Bob, and everybody else... I'd like to take this opportunity to announce that as of this moment I am coming out of retirement, and will be returning to competition. [The crowd goes wild at Travers' announcement, though most have realized that the retirement was a ploy.] ERIC TRAVERS: And if the powers that be decide I'm worthy, and they damn well should believe I am!! I want a shot at the gold on Saturday Slam: The Aftermath!!! [The crowd goes wild again] ERIC TRAVERS: If you have the balls d'Artois, sign on the dotted line, and kiss that fifteen pounds of gold goodbye!! John Robertson: Eric Travers wants a shot at d'Artois on the IWF/WOW special, Saturday Slam: The Aftermath! Jack Anderson: Wait a second... Travers and Sanders may have problems... here comes d'Artois' Guardian Angel... he's in the ring now. John Robertson: HE'S GOING AFTER SANDERS AND TRAVERS! Rick Wright: Yeah! John Robertson: Officials are cleaning out the ring... they're trying to get Travers and Sanders out of there. Jack Anderson: Hades and Bannister have already been arrested... you have to think that Travers and Sanders maybe as well... Travers at the very least. John Robertson: The Guardian Angel takes off his mask... Jack Anderson: IT'S SEAN EDEN! Rick Wright: WHAT?! John Robertson: Wow.. Sean Eden? I didn't expect it to be him... Jack Anderson: Well it is... John Robertson: We're all out of time... so long everyone! [Scene fades out with d'Artois and Eden in the ring. The fans are booing very loudly, and many are throwing garbage in the ring at d'Artois and Eden. Shane Sanders, Eric Travers, Vincent Bannister and Hades all are trying to get back into the ring, however officials are holding them back thanks to the help of the police who have all four men handcuffed.]