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MWF Xtreme Champion: "WMD" "Jay-Z" The Jeopardizer and MWF World Champion: Anarkist

Tag Team Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

JP: And now, folks, for the Main Event.

Sully: Yeah! Time to see the Weapons of Mass Destruction in action for the first time as a team. I can't wait to see this�they're gonna get their asses kicked by Sam King and Wildfire!

JP: I wouldn't be so sure, Sullivan.

Sully: Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, JP. The WMD have been a team for a week. You think they can handle it? NO! Wildfire and Sam King both deserve justice for last week's occurrences. Both men got a screwing from the WMD! You think they can handle it NOW, JP!?

JP: Hell, yes I do. Anarkist and Jay-Z are two of our most aspired competitors, and to support my beliefs, they have General Manager Fozzy to back them up, too.

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is a Tag Team match�

["Not Enough" by Our Lady Peace ascends the rafter as Sam King barges through the curtain. He is followed shortly by Wildfire. The two unfavourable competitors glance towards each other and nod.]

Sully: Did you see the respect, JP?

JP: I saw a nod or two. I didn't see any respect, though.

[King and Wildfire make there way down the platform towards the ring, as the crowd jeer in chorus to the music.]

Peter Santos: At a combined weight of 450 pounds�Sam King and Wildfire!!

[As their names are announced to the sold out arena, the two combatants slides into the ring and mount opposite turnbuckles. They taunt the crowd just slightly and then drop to the mat. Whilst circling the ring, as if to battle one another, they direct their eyes to the far entrance curtain. ""Papercut" by Linkin Park echoes throughout the building as World Champion Anarkist rips down the curtain and steps through the ringside arena. The cheers almost blow the roof away as he raises his World Title into the air. He turns to the ripped down curtain, from where Jay-Z enters. He jumps in the air and taunts the crowd as Fozzy shortly follows and points to his wrestlers. They align themselves on the ramp and roar a chant for the crowd.]

The Jeopardizer: W!

Fozzy: ..M!!

Anarkist: �D!!!

[At the letter "M" pyro shoots from the entrance. Anarkist hands over his World Title to Fozzy who wraps it over his shoulder and fashions a proud stature. Jay-Z and Anarkist head to the ring with speed as Fozzy follows with a dominant stroll.]

Peter Santos: At a combined weight of 528 pounds�they are the "Weapons of Mass Destruction"�.Anarkist and The Jeopardizer!!

[They leap onto the apron as the bell chimes. In the ring, Sam King charges at Jay-Z and sends a double axehandle over his forehead. Jay-Z falls to the mats below and King follows. Anarkist glares at Wildfire who grimaces and runs at the World Champion. Anarkist doubles over and shoulders Wildfire in the gut, before grabbing him by the head and suplexing him over to the outside. Wildfire lands on a shocked Sam King as Jay-Z stands and rolls Wildfire back into the ring immediately. Anarkist takes King up the entrance ramp, slamming his head into the dangerous metal guard rail several times on the journey. Wildfire and The Jeopardizer officially start the match with a collar-and-elbow tie up in the centre of the ring. Jay-Z goes on the offensive with a headlock followed swiftly by a German suplex. He wastes no time in climbing the turnbuckle and hitting a missile dropkick at the staggering Wildfire. He goes for the cover. 1�2�kick out! Meanwhile, on the entrance ramp, Anarkist goes for a suplex on the steel platform, but King has other plans, kicking Anarkist so darn hard in the testicles that he quivers and falls to his knees. King makes his way further up the ramp, turns and runs at Anarkist, hitting a fluent bulldog to the steel.]

Sully: Oww! Great move. Totally knocking Anarkist senseless is probably the best way to do it.

[Fozzy stands by the ring steps. He surveys Jay-Z and Wildfire in the ring. Wildfire hits the ropes and leaps over Jay-Z who drops down. Jay-Z leaps back up and awaits Wildfire who steams back with an unexpected but mighty flying head scissors that throws the opponent into the corner. Wildfire follows up with an impressive cartwheel body press. The wrestlers connect chest-to-chest and Wildfire momentarily feels the effect of the move himself. He holds his chest and takes a breather before turning to Jay-Z and hitting a stiff kick to the leg. He goes for a second but Jay-Z counters by sweeping Wildfire to the mat. The Jeopardizer leaps onto the top rope and soars through the air, eagle-like, with a picturesque moansault. Wildfire, however, rolls from the ring and Jay-Z hits the canvas hard. Fozzy charges at Wildfire from behind and sends him back into the ring and a stiff push. With Jay-Z still reeling, Wildfire stands and calls for the DQ with Head Referee Charles Galliant.]

JP: A DQ?

Sully: Fozzy just laid his hands all over Wildfire! Not only should Wildfire be calling for a DQ, but sexual harassment too!

JP: Forget about it! Fozzy just forced him back into the ring to continue the match!

[Galliant leans over the ropes and warns off GM Fozzy, when suddenly Wildfire clubs the Head Ref over the back of the head and sends him tumbling over the top rope. He lies before Fozzy's feet, who looks up at a gleaming Wildfire. Just as Jay-Z stands, Wildfire dropkicks him back down and exits the ring and throws Peter Santos from the steel chair he sits on.]

Peter Santos: Blah!!

[Wildfire leaps back into the ring before Fozzy can grab a hold on him. He raises the flat steel above his head and brings it down on Jay-Z's spine. He parades around the ring with the chair until Fozzy rolls into the ring. The huge cheers from the crowd attract Wildfire's attention. He turns to Fozzy and receives a strike over the head with the World Title. Wildfire goes down, the chair landing on his chest. Fozzy calls over to Anarkist, who fist-brawls with King near the ring. Anarkist gains the upper hand with a DDT. He lifts King and takes him to the ring, rolling him into his corner. Anarkist then enters via the ropes and lifts the fallen Wildfire. The crowd cheer as he doubles Wildfire over and hits a huge powerbomb onto the steel chair! Wildfire wriggles and shakes his way his corner. Referee Galliant climbs back into the ring as Fozzy slides out. King tags himself in and runs at Anarkist, only to by backdropped to the mat below! Galliant pushes Anarkist out of the ring as Jay-Z stands and readies himself for King. When King stands, he speeds towards Jay-Z and is taken down with a spinebuster! Jay-Z pins. The dazed ref drops to the floor and counts.�..1�.2�.shoulder up! Both men stand and lock up. King reverses an arm lock into a sleeper hold and follows up with a quick body slam. He ascends the top rope and hits a super flying elbow drop, soon followed by a cover. 1�2�kick out! King slams his palms down into the mat and quickly picks Jay-Z up. He hooks his head under his arm and runs at the WMD corner. Using the turnbuckle for leverage he leaps into the air for the Spinning DDT but Anarkist grabs "The Dramatist" by the back of the head and slams him to the mat as hard as possible. Jay-Z is left stumbling across the ring as King stands, holding his head and groaning. On the outside, Fozzy calls for Deep Jeopardy to which the fans cheer. Wildfire turns and looks down at the General Manager from the apron. Fozzy flips Wildfire the bird and glares. Wildfire goes into a rage and throws a kick from the apron, but Fozzy dodges and pulls Wildfire to the outside. Head Referee Galliant leans over the ropes once more and screams at Fozzy and Wildfire, whilst The Jeopardizer bounces off the ropes twice and hits Deep Jeopardy on King, sending his cranium into the canvas!! He goes for the cover as Galliant turns. 1�2�3!]

Peter Santos: Ugh! And ours winners�Anarkist and Jay-Z�the Weapons of Mass Destruction!!!

[Anarkist enters the ring and throws King over the top rope. Jay-Z slides from the ring and throws a punch at Wildfire that sends him over the announcers table.]

Sully: Ugh!

JP: Get the hell off me!

[King exits up the ramp with haste as Wildfire is left leaning against the guard rail. WMD stand in the ring as Fozzy pulls a microphone from his jacket.]

Fozzy: The ladies, the gentleman, the boys and the girls�you have just witnessed, for the second time that these men�are WEAPONS of MASS DESTRUCTION!!!

[The fans roar with approval as the MWF's General Manager applauds the fans.]

Fozzy: We're on a mission to help the MWF, for too long the MWF has lived under the shadow that is Edward Walker....I believe that we should be free, free from his systems and his methods. I am here to save the MWF from his judgement, or lack of...this is the Maximum Wrestling Federation not the Edward Walker Wrestling Federation...that's why we're here to cause destruction.

[The crowd are going crazy now as the General Manager smiles, he pats Anarkist on the back, the MWF World Champion standing tall in the ring.]

Fozzy: Now, I have a suprise for Anarkist here. The MWF World Champion last friday was at UWC Breakdown and he was that close [Fozzy motions with his fingers] to winning a spot in the Cyberslam World Heavyweight Title match...but he was screwed, screwed I tell you! So I'd like to introduce to you right now....non other than the Owner of the UWC...Evan Matthews!

JP: What!? Evan Matthews is here....

Sully: The Owner of the UWC, he can't be.

JP: What has Fozzy done?

Sully: Damnit, Matthews is here to talk about Cyberslam, no doubt Anarkist is up to something...or that damn Fozzy, Ed must be fuming backstage.

JP: Did you know this was going to happen?

Sully: No of course not!

[The crowd are all watching the entrance way....no one appears, General Manager Fozzy paces the ring as Anarkist looks bemused..suddenly pyro explodes from the entrance way and the UWC Owner, Evan Matthews walks out onto the entrance way. He has a mike in his hand, a smart suit on, he smiles and waves to the fans.]

JP: Evan Matthews is right here on Monday Night Dynamite, what an honour.

Sully: He's almost like the real owner of the MWF...

JP: He doesn't own the MWF, what are you on about Sully?

Sully: Just a thought...I despise the man, look at him with his big promotional events and fancy suits and flash cars.

JP: You're just jealous of the man because he has everything that you can't have...

Sully: No I'm not, although I wouldn't mind one of those cars...could pick up a few ladies in that.

JP: I thought you were married?

Sully: Only in my other life.

[Evan Matthews waits and the fans slowly settle down, he has his hand raised to his mouth with the mike and he shouts into it.]

Matthews: Hello Wisconsin!

[The crowd pop loudly for the UWC owner, the MWF's General Manager is applauding in the ring...Anarkist looks rather suspicious, The Jeopardizer is sitting on the turnbuckle watching on, Wildfire is still flat out on the outside.]

Matthews: I'm out here tonight to thank you all for your interest in the UWC, the Ultimate Wrestling Council is going to reward you tonight....we are going to be the best inter-promotional company in the United States, maybe even the world and we need your help. Last friday you all saw Breakdown... [the fans jeer at the mention of the show which saw the screwing over of Anarkist.]

JP: Anarkist should have won...he was robbed I tell you, robbed by his own countryman.

Sully: Hart Evans probably did a good thing in the long run.

JP: No he didn't...

Sully: Yes he did, he knew that the MWF didn't deserve to win, Anarkist was nowhere near as good as Crush.

JP: Are you mad? The MWF World Champion was all over him like a bad rash before "The Headliner" played his dirty trick.

[The crowd have calmed down again so Matthews continues.]

Matthews: I was invited here tonight by your General Manager to see the MWF in action, to get a real feel for the place...and I want to thank you for such a wonderful show, there is however a much bigger reason for why I am here. For the benefit of those who missed it...here is what happened last friday night...

{{{[ [Suddenly, just as the referee is starting to get back up, Cara Dyconin begins making her way down to the ring to a huge reaction of boos. She ignores this as she heads down to ringside, then climbs onto the apron, distracting the referee.]

Clint Connor: What the hell is that vixen doing on there?

Riley Simms: Well, she's distracting the ref, DUH!

Clint Connor: I CAN SEE THAT, RILEY! I meant WHY.

[Suddenly, Hart Evans begins running down to the ring, carrying a steel chair.]

Clint Connor: Here comes 1/2 of the MWF Tag Team Champions, Hart Evans, who we saw get screwed by the IWA's True Impact Players earlier tonight! The fans are cheering loudly for Hart after the effort he and his partner Rick Jones gave in that match.

Riley Simms: He's gonna help out his fellow MWF member Anarkist and screw Crush out of a title shot! This sucks!

[Hart Evans enters the ring, raising the chair in the air as Crush slowly gets back to his feet. Behind him, Anarkist wobbily stands....AND HART TURNS AROUND AND SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO ANARKIST'S FACE!]

Clint Connor: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!?

Riley Simms: HART EVANS JUST SMASHED THAT STEEL CHAIR INTO THE MWF'S WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

Clint Connor: HART EVANS HAS TURNED HIS BACK ON THE MWF! HE'S A TRAITOR!

Riley Simms: And now Crush picks up Anarkist....THE BOMBSHELL! Crush got The Bombshell on Anarkist!

Clint Connor: ON THE STEEL CHAIR! And now Hart Evans leaves the ring as Crush gets rid of the evidence, pushing the chair out of the ring, and covers! Now Cara gets down off the apron, and the referee turns around! Damnit, not like this! NOT LIKE THIS!

Riley Simms: ONE!

Riley Simms: TWO!

Riley Simms: THREE! CRUSH IS GOING TO CYBERSLAM!

Clint Connor: I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!

Tom O'Neil: Your winner, CRUSH!

[Cara Dyconin and Hart Evans re-enter the ring, and Cara yells at Hart and then points down at Anarkist.]

Clint Connor: It's obvious who's running this show now!

Riley Simms: Hart picks up Anarkist....THE HEADLINER ON THE STEEL CHAIR! Hart Evans just drilled Anarkist with The Headliner on the steel chair! Anarkist has been busted wide opening, and this is absolutley SICKENING.

[Cara Dyconin raises the arm of Hart Evans as the crowd boos, and then extends her hand to Crush as he stands back up. Crush looks at it, then back up at Cara.]

Clint Connor: ARE THESE TWO ON THE SAME PAGE?!? IS THE IWA UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPION A PART OF CARA'S CONSPIRACY?

Riley Simms: IT SURE LOOKS LIKE IT TO ME!

Clint Connor: But then why isn't he shaking her hand? And what about The Mob?

Riley Simms: I don't know the answers to those questions, Riley!

[Evan Matthews suddenly comes out from the back, arms raised in the air in anger. Inside the ring, Cara turns and smirks at him.]

Clint Connor: Damnit, we've got so many questions, and....WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN WE HAVE TO GO OFF THE AIR?!? NOT LIKE THIS! NOT LIKE THIS!

Riley Simms: SYSTEM FAILURE IS IN CONTROL OF THE UWC!

[The scene finally fades with Cara and Hart smirking at a very angry Evan Matthews, while behind them Crush looks on with a confusing expression, as the UWC logo flashes on-screen and the show fades to black.]}}}

Sully: That was one crazy ending to the show!

JP: I couldn't believe it, I was in the crowd and I was cheering Anarkist on and as soon as I saw Hart Evans then I knew exactly what he was planning to do.

Sully: Must of been sickening...

JP: Don't be sarcastic!

[The crowd are jeering at the images being shown to them on the MWF's small titantron, the MWF's General Manager raises his mike.]

Fozzy: I was watching Breakdown like most of you, and as soon as the show finished then I got on the phone and called up Evan. I explained that I thought the whole thing was ridiculous, Anarkist, ranked second in the entire UWC was not going to be at Cyberslam to compete for the UWC World Title...what's wrong with that? Everything!

Matthews: I was feeling the same way as Fozzy, I can't have Cara Dyconin, that bitch running my spot...so I've made a decision. Anarkist, as MWF World Champion, you will be joining Crush.....in the Cyberslam Main Event!

[The crowd ripples with a huge explosion of noise as they leap to their feet, Anarkist has a huge smile on his face and the whole crowd are clapping in unison, celebrating the MWF World Champion's inclusion...The Jeopardizer shakes the hand of Anarkist and mutters something in his ear.]

Matthews: I can't think of a more deserving man to be at Cyberslam, Fozzy you're welcome to be down at ringside with him...it's going to be one hell of a fight.

Fozzy: You're damn right about that one...Evan look out!

[Hart Evans has appeared behind the UWC Owner...Evan Matthews is not looking as Hart Evans raises a steel chair and brings it down right on the skull of the UWC Owner...the crowd erupt in boos as Hart Evans laughs over the fallen Matthews.]

JP: My God! My God! Hart Evans has just taken down the UWC Owner with a steel chair.

Sully: Haha! That motherfucker got what was coming to him, he's breaking his own rules by putting Anarkist into Cyberslam.

JP: Watch your language Sully....Hart Evans had better look out.

[Anarkist has quickly climbed out of the ring and is sprinting up the entrance ramp after Hart Evans..."The Headliner" drops the chair and makes a quick exit backstage...The Jeopardizer is hot on the heels of Anarkist and the two men stop by the UWC Owner and lean down to check on him.]

Sully: That was great, Hart Evans is certainly making a name for him, he deserves more than just one half of the MWF Tag Team Championship.

JP: Only in your opinion Sully, he's nothing but a weasel if you ask me...a good for nothing Canadian.

Sully: Evan Matthews got what he deserves, I've never seen such a well executed chair shot, say Hart Evans is getting rather good at those haha!

JP: Wonder what the odds are on him attempting one next week..."WMD" need to keep their guard up.

[Medics have quickly run to the attention of the UWC Owner, blood is pouring from a wound on his temple and he is holding it trying to apply pressure...Anarkist, The Jeopardizer and Fozzy look concerned as the medics look over Matthews.]

Sully: What a shambles!

JP: The MWF isn't going to look too good after this gets out, they let the UWC Owner get attacked on one of our own shows.

Sully: I'm not ashamed, I think we should have an award for it...there's plenty of people out there who wouldn't mind giving Evan Matthews a chair shot.

JP: One of them would be you Sully?

Sully: Oh no, of course not I'd never do a thing like that, I don't hate him that much.

JP: What's important is that Anarkist is going to Cyberslam, the biggest event of the year..MWF Vacaction is going to be huge but Anarkist will go to Cyberslam with a chance to win the UWC World Heavyweight Championship.

Sully: Be a disaster if Anarkist became the Number One wrestler...he's well short of the top ten in my opinion, hopefully someone will beat him at Vacaction.

JP: We don't know what's happening at Vacation...

[The camera suddenly cuts to a TV monitor backstage which is being watched, a laugh sounds out and the crowd jeer as the recognise the laugh, standing by the TV monitor is MWF President Edward Walker, laughing at the pictures of Evan Matthews recieving medical attentions. The camera pans out further and Hart Evans is shown walking up to the MWF President, the two men shake hands and the scene switches back to the arena.]

Sully: He's a shrewd businessman...

JP: He's also a bastard, a complete bastard, the MWF President ordered Hart Evans to attack the UWC Owner, the very man that the MWF President relies upon to host his shows.

Sully: It's crazy but great, maybe Cara will appear on MWF TV, that chick is hot, you seen her ass its sweet.

JP: Is this your other life talking?

Sully: It's both!

JP: Could the MWF President be involved with Cara Dyconin, is their a dark power looming? Is Walker going to strike back against the "WMD"...

Sully: It's all blowing up JP..on Monday Night Dynamite!

JP: Join us next week, we're running out of time but next week then Anarkist will be in singles action against MWF rookie "Prime Time" The Vine, can Anarkist close his mouth for him?

Sully: And maybe we'll find out exactly what Walker is up to. Goodnight!