 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
| Mary Jane grabs the title belt from the time keeper and runs to the ring.
Sugar can't believe it. His first match in the MXW, won! Jerome and Kobe lift Sugar up and balance him on their shoulders as Mary Jane hands him the title. Carl: A black man as Intercontinental champion. Tonight is historic! Kenny: What a match! I should have been a six man tag team match! Bo Dacious joins the crew as well, as The King gets to his feet, from help of Links and Mr. Furious. Distraut, Heartbroken, Love-sick, Defeated, Surprised. So many words to explain how he felt, but none seemed to do the trick. How could he possibly ever feel better... Revenge! One word summed it all up perfectly. The King stopped his men from helping. He stood on the ramp. The King: We're not done, Sugarpie! Not by a long shot. UGH King's legs gave way and Links caught him. They didn't see the celebration for long, as they disappeared from sight. Sugar Hill's money began to pour from the rafters again as four of the five members of the Entourage celebrated, hoisting the battered Sugar Hill on their shoulders.--- ---Backstage footage of The King, screaming at his Henchmen for not doing their job is faded in. The Henchmen balance him on their shoulders as they walk the hallway, passing rooms of all sizes. The King: Get me out of this hell hole! I want this night to be over! He draws attention to them. Several doors are opened wide. What's his problem and what's he yelling about, are questions coming from the doorways. The match plays over and over in the King's mind. How did it end this way? They pass a door and The King stops his men, dead in their tracks. HALT! The King balances on his own weight and steps back to an open door. AAHHH!! A high pitched scream comes from the doorway. The King looks stunned.... then starts to laugh hysterically. He's lost it is the first thing Links can think. He steps behind his leader and smiles a hideous smile. The King: Well look what we have here! Get her, Links. She's coming with us. Inside the locker room, shaking and looking as pale as ever, is Kym, the missing member of the Entourage. Links enters the room and grabs her. They all head down the hallway as Kym kicks and screams, but to no avail. Finally... something goes their way tonight.-- --The Sugar Hill gang have watched it all on the Titan Tron and looked stunned. Jerome and Kobe take off up the ramp without a second's notice. Sugar Hill looks worried, but far too tired to be able to sprint. Mary Jane grabs him and they head up the ramp behind them.� Jonathan: Not good for Hill and his Entourage! Carl: I know!! How will Sugar Hill get dressed without his wardrobe manager?! NUUUUGENNNTTT!!! The commentary is interrupted by the Titan Tron flaring up. Nugent is playing with Egg, but Egg got far too playful and bit his owner, summoning the screaming of his own name. Nugent: Stupid! Bite you back, Nugent will! Egg: Ruff! Nugent: No! Bad! Nugent no play no more. Egg: *growl!* Ruff! Nugent: No! Nugent�s hand throbs. The teeth marks are clear enough to see. Michelle Knox heard the screaming and came as fast as possible. Michelle: What now? Nugent: Egg bite Nugent! Michelle smiles a little and takes Nugent in her arms. Michelle: Poor baby. You know how Egg gets when you start to play. Nugent: Yeah� Egg get like Nugent when �play�. Get rough and rowdy. Michelle: Uh huh, just like his daddy. Nugent: Just like me, his daddy. Michelle: Uh huh. You�re okay. She brushes his hair back, the ball of his head in her lap. Egg�s eyes are big and sorrowful. He wants to be petted too. Michelle: Come here, little man. As if waiting for that exact call, Egg jumps next to Nugent�s head. They both pet him. Michelle: You need to get ready for your match, daddy. Nugent: Nugent get ready for match. Nugent is up and gone before Michelle can say anything. She smiles and continues to pet Egg, who closes his eyes every time her hand brushes his short hair.--- Carl: How do guys like Nugent get girls like Michelle? She�s beautiful, patient, and loving! And Nugent is�. Retarded! Jonathan: What�s wrong with that? She has to be patient when dealing with Nugent. Carl: Still! She needs a man that will treat her right! Someone who actually knows what love and relationship are. Nugent probably thinks Michelle is his babysitter! Jonathan: A babysitter that calls him �daddy�. Hmmm. I wish my babysitter was cute and called me �daddy�. --Melanie O�Hare is backstage, still waiting for Jason James to arrive. The doors open and Melanie jumps. Melanie: Jason??? In the door walks Slacker, alone. Slacker: Sorry, honey, not the owner, just old Slacker here. He has a bag slung over his shoulder as we walks past. Melanie: Slacker, since you�re here, your match tonight, you�re fighting five of the best men the MXW has to offer, who are you most worried of? Slacker stops and smiles at her, shaking his head slightly. Slacker: You interviewers don�t get it, do you? Worried and scared and anticipating. Who do you think we are? We are wrestlers, honey. Fear isn�t in the definition of wrestlers. If I was afraid of anyone in that match tonight, I wouldn�t have come. I have some anticipations though, and I�m prepared for anything! Who am I most worried of fucking things up? Well that would be Mr. Jason James, because owners have proven to be very hard to plan for in a match. He has so many resources at his dispense that anything could happen with him. The other guys have nothing on me. Melanie: Do you feel like you�re proving yourself to TJ Mak tonight? Slacker: Ha ha, I knew that question would haunt me for my career. I guess you could say that. I have to prove myself to myself every night. I am not the leech that everyone sees me as. I am so much more. I recreate myself every time I enter that ring, and I don�t plan on basing my life around Mak. Melanie: But he�s in the main event tonight. Three men are fighting to face him. Slacker: I wish we could go back to what I said in an early interview. I said watch Jason James hand over the title shot to Mak. So who called that one? All I have to say is a warning to those three men. Don�t plan on climbing the ladder too quick. Some men can do it, look at me for example, but it�s not about being able or not. It�s about building yourself. I jumped the ladder and chose to step down a few notches to prove myself once and for all. After I beat five men, I will have become that much closer to beating everyone in the MXW. Melanie: Where�s Erin tonight? Slacker: I asked her to stay home. It�s all about concentration. Plus, I don�t want any of the wrestlers in that match tonight to have any excuses to why I won. If Erin were here and interfered, they would say I didn�t win on my own. But I will win without a shadow of a doubt. Melanie: Well, I wish you luck, though I doubt you need it. Slacker: Thanks, honey. Slacker shifts the bag and walks off from the scene. Melanie: *into the camera* Strong words from a strong man. But Jason James is still not here, after a month of being gone, where could he possibly be? On Sept. 18th, 2005, Jason James had a press conference where he told the public he would be leaving until Genesis. But where has he been? Training? Or perhaps gone for good? I will stay here all night with breaking news, so stay tuned.--- ---Elsewhere, Mr. Reality is headed towards the ring. He is stopped coldly by Christopher Riggs. TNL: Tonight, me and you need to see eye to eye. Shane Broden is a large threat. If we work together to dispose of him, then settle it between us, life will be much better for the two of us. Mr. Reality: Partners till the end� then we�ll finish it off one on one. TNL: Glad you see it my way. TNL walks off with a large smile on his face.--- Kenny: It�s so odd. The owner should be here! Jonathan: Things could get out of hand and who would stop them? Frequency? I doubt it! Carl: That Slacker has gotten good on the microphone. I couldn�t take my eyes away. He has a lot of confidence. Hopefully he can back that up. Kenny: We need to go backstage!! I just got word that something big is happening. --Fences bent, broken dinnerware everywhere, and two men causing it. The masked man, Storm, is drilling Xas with left hands. The table they�re on is bending under the pressure, Storm laying in knuckle after knuckle. Officials race from everywhere. Storm wasn�t going to let Xas get away with attacking him in a fortune tellers outfit! Hell no! He was just getting even. Their match couldn�t have been good unless they were even before it. The officials restrained Storm for a few seconds, before� BAM! He smashes the officials together and jumps a downed Xas again. Ten officials race in and hold him back. Storm: YOU�RE A DEAD MAN!! YOU WILL FEEL THE PAIN I LIVE WITH!!! Xas is dazed, but has enough consciousness to get to his feet, and reflecting his football background, tackles Storm to the ground. SMACK! Officials are knocking over everything. Xas is laying in the right hands now, wanting to see the man behind the mask. Ten more, a total of twenty-two officials are crammed into the backstage area, holding the two men. Nine men pin Storm to the ground and the remaining officials hold Xas, dragging him down the hallway. Xas is out of sight, as Storm squirms. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. Footsteps from fancy shoes echo over the concrete. It�s F-Kax, Xas� father. He towers over the pinned down Storm. Official: Stay away from him. F-Kax: Don�t worry, I wouldn�t waste my breath on the pathetic piece of shit *spitting all over Storm�s face on the pronunciation of the �s�*. F-Kax walks off, with Storm infuriated.� Jonathan: See, it�s out of hand without the owner here! I have a feeling the nights only begun! YOUR OWN, PERSONAL., JESUS! BAM! Pyro shoots an archway over the staging area. Mr. Reality. Jason Williams walks with confidence to the ring. Time to cause some pain. Jack Spade: The next match is a triple threat match for the right to face Big TJ Mak for the MXW championship in a match of his choosing. Making his way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds, Mr. Reality, Jason Williams. A helicopter echoes through the arena. The bass booms the floors. The sirens wake everyone up. T N L Christopher Riggs comes out with his hands in the air. The crowd goes wild as he walks straight to the ring, without looking into the crowd. Kenny: He�s all business. CHECK, CHECK, CHECK! Half the arena turns blue�. Then the other half red. They change back and forth until the music picks up. BAM!!!! The entire arena is filled with light, blinding those who look straight into it. Shane Broden has appeared, with his wife, Mia at his side. The crowd booes, as he walks down the ramp. Once in the ring, he poses on all four turnbuckles, as Mia walks around the ring, smug looking, standing in his corner. Broden hands her his sunglasses and shirt, wearing pants in a wrestling match. Kenny: Who wears pants in a wrestling match? That�s disrespectful! ======================================== -5- 1st Contendership for MXW Championship � Triple Threat Match Shane Broden (w/ Mia) -vs- �T.N.L.� Christopher Riggs -vs- �Mr. Reality� Jason Williams ======================================== ***DING DING DING*** And so it began, three men fighting for the chance of glory. Newcomers none-the-less, that would jump the corporate ladder in one night. By the end, someone would be well on their way. A staring war between the three men began; no one knowing who would strike the first blow. The bell had been rung, the ritual of beginning ignored. As if planned, Mr. Reality and TNL jump forward and nail Broden with a huge blow that knocks him down. Partners, till the end, is what they agreed� �but that ended as soon as it started. BAM! A right hand caught TNL�s peripheral vision and sent him backwards. MR: That�s reality. And so it was started, the lines were clearly drawn. Only one of these three men is going to make it. Mr. Reality focuses his attention to Shane Broden. The airway connecting Broden�s lungs and trachea are stomped closed by the boot of Reality. Jonathan: So much for the co-elision between The Next Level and Mr. Reality. The referee tries to pull Reality off Broden�s throat but to no avail. One. The referee resorts to counting the five count for illegal moves. Two. Broden�s face is bright red. Three. Reality holds the ropes for leverage. I hope his head comes popping off that maggot! Four. Kenny: One more count and this one�s over due to DQ! Jonathan: There!! He let go! STOMP! Broden�s head becomes a soccer ball for Mr. Reality. Blindsided! Forearms to Reality by a pissed TNL. Northern Lights Suplex. Stomps from TNL following the suplex to Reality. TNL: Going to backstab me? I don�t think so! TNL gets out of control. Rage builds and he�s bent over Reality�s downed body, punching him in the head. TNL: What are you going to do now? TNL now chokes Mr. Reality with both hands. Suddenly, from the crowd, runs a fan! The referee turns to see the small freckled teen running around the ring, passed Mia. Security jumps the barricades, wearing yellow t-shirts and runs after the reckless fan. Two of them chase the fan around the ring, as TNL looks up, getting distracted. The fan slides into the ring, jumping and celebrating, obviously showing off to friends. The security gets in the ring, and the fan runs out again. A third guard runs in. Carl: Is this for real? Jonathan: Yeah, I think if it were interference the security wouldn�t be so quick to attack. The fan takes off up the ramp where a fourth security guard just pops out from behind the curtain of the Titan Tron. The fan stops, hopping off the ramp, jumping onto the barricade, and taking off through the crowd. Five guards follow his exact pass through the cheering crowd, other fans cheering at the camera as they follow the fan. TNL is standing watching all of this. BAM! Shot to the back of the head. TNL swings himself around. Something solid enters his mouth! Next thing he knows�. Words Of Reality! With TNL down, Reality pins. One. TNL was too shocked to know where he was. Two. It�s almost over� �Thr---No! Shane Broden won�t stay down forever. Mia: Yes! Broden kicks the back of Reality�s head, making his look back. He stops him in the face this time. SB: Bitch! You better bring it! You better believe I�ll bring it, Reality thinks. Mr. Reality turns, just as Broden hoped he would, walking right into it: The Sweet Spot! Broden�s not done yet. He picks Reality back up, sends him to the ropes�. Kenny: And that is �On Cue�! Reality thrives in pain. TNL is already getting up, but Broden�s pulling out all the brand name moves! TNL wobbles, teeters, and falls into a version of the Tazmission, Broden calls the Mood Change. Instead of standing upright, he bends TNL backward, holding him over his knee. Mr. Reality is trying to reach his feet, but his back aches terribly. TNL is already weak and being tightly held around the neck, causing for shallow breathing and aching muscles in trying to escape, doesn�t help his fatigue much. The referee approaches TNL�s limping figure. His arm is cradled over Broden�s knee. The referee lifts the arm and lets it drop. One. The ref shows the bell ringer that two more counts and it�s over. Tw� Mr. Reality nails Broden, causing him to release the hold instantly. Broden turns around� BAM! Strike to the face by Reality. Broden returns the shot. So does Reality. Irish whip to the corner. Reality follows. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd �woos�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd �woos�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd �woos�. Knife Edge Ch--- Broden stops it this time!!! Kenny: Broden will not stay down tonight! I like his heart! Mia bangs the apron as Reality takes Broden�s previous position. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �1�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �2�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �3�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �4�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �5�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �6�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �7�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �8�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �9�. Knife Edge Chop by Reality. The crowd counts �10�. The crowd isn�t booing Broden any longer, but cheering for him very heavily. Mr. Reality: Ow!! His chest is a bright shade of crimson red, showing all the blood rushing to the painful chops. Reality falls forward on his face. Broden almost has a chance to soak it in, when� High Knee Strike by TNL. Broden falls back into the corner, as TNL nails a dropkick, driving Broden�s back dangerously into the turnbuckle. TNL moves in, looks Broden over quickly and then grabs an awkward part of his head� the forehead. Broden screams! Carl: What�s he doing? Kenny: It�s called the Pain Pusher! He finds certain pressure points, if pushed, hurt like hell. TNL is squeezing, with Broden�s constant screaming echoing in the arena. The crowd is mixed now, half for Broden, half for TNL. TNL�s had enough, as he shoves Broden quickly against the turnbuckle. Broden bounces back. TNL backs off to the opposite corner in a sprint, then changing direction. SMACK! Frost Bite superkick! Broden�s down. TNL looks pleased, turning around, something solid enters his mouth again� Words Of Reality! Jonathan: That�s the second time he did that to Riggs! Carl: He can�t think of any moves� cause he�s gay. Reality stomps away on TNL�s downed head, lifts his hands up in the air, and screams. Next thing Riggs knows, he�s lifted above Reality�s head. What�s he going to do with me now? Reality walks to the turnbuckle they were in previously� smiling widely. In an instant� THUD! �TNL�s head meets the top of the steel turnbuckle.. and to make it worse, head throbbing greatly, he lands arm first on the steel steps below, rolling to a halt on the outside, awkwardly placed against the barricade. Jonathan: His arm may be broken!!! He put it out to stop his fall, and it contorted to a weird direction! Reality laughs. Mia screams! Reality turns as fast as he can�. SPEAR!!! Reality barely saw Mia�s happy face when Broden nailed his unsuspecting body to the ground� Oddly, before the spear was over, Broden flipped himself and Reality back up into a giant: Belly-to-Belly Suplex. Carl: We�re in The Works right now! Reality, dizzy, stays on the mat. Broden, on the other hand, is up looking at the crowd, who is cheering him. He looks fascinated. Why are they cheering for me�. Broden climbs the turnbuckle from inside, ready to finish this man. FROG SPLASH! The leap was huge. Almost everyone was stunned. Without even lifting himself off the mat, he gets ready for the finish�. The Crippler Crossface! With the submission locked in, Reality screams with surprise. Ten seconds ago, he was breaking TNL�s arm. Now he was about to be split in two!! TNL tries to get up by leaning on his arm, but falls, cradling his arm with great force. He uses the barricade to reach his feet. The crowd behind him, he tries to walk forward and falls. The throbbing head made him so dizzy, he can�t even walk. He lays on the concrete floor, staring at the ceiling lights far above. Reality: Ahh! Oww!! Broden holds the Crossface as Reality squirms. He reaches for the ropes, but is nowhere near them. Mia is clapping, staring into the eyes of Reality. You HAVE to get up! TNL gets to sitting position, holding his arm. He uses the side of the ring to get up to a standing position. He uses the rest of his power to climb the turnbuckle. FLYING ELBOW DROP!!! First bad move: picking the turnbuckle farthest from the opponents� Second bad move: Using his bad arm to hit his opponents with� Last bad move: Only breaking the move� not finishing them off! Broden is the first one up, kicking TNL right in the part of the arm that is swelling. TNL: Aahhh!!!! The referee holds Broden back. Reality�s up already, heaving but sizing TNL. TNL has crawled to the turnbuckle he jumped from and gets to is feet. Reality stalks his every move in the opposite corner� THEN HE MAKES HIS MOVE!!! BAM! The middle of the ring erupts with unexpected movement!!! Reality and TNL are both down in the middle of the ring. Broden saw it all, getting around the referee� Reality stalking TNL, making his move for the Reality Bites superkick�. And getting the Frost Bite superkick at the same time!!! Broden kicks TNL in the broken arm again. TNL: UGGH!!! AAHH!! The referee holds Broden back again. Two EMTs have just run to the ring and slide in to grab TNL. TNL shoves the first one, causing them to hit ropes. The second one tries to restrain TNL, but gets shoved into the referee. Perfect! Carl: He wants to fight with a broken arm? Is he out of his mind or is he mentally retarded. Choose your pick! Broden grabs TNL�s arm and hooks the Crossface!! TNL taps instantly, but the referee is still getting up from EMT hit. Tears can be seen from TNL�s grimacing face. Tap! Tap! Tap-tap-tap-tap! Get rid of this garbage. Over the top rope with TNL. He lands right on his bad arm. In a flash, Reality, who was up, is back down with a version of the diamond cutter; his finisher! Carl: What is Broden�s finisher? Kenny: Well when he joined it was called The Attitude Adjustment, but from hearsay from the owner, he calls it the BKO. Carl: BKO? Burger King Order? Kenny: Broden�s Knock Out! Jonathan: That move was out of nowhere. One. The EMTs have finally gotten to TNL. Two! Mia is screaming at the top of her lungs, as the crowd is behind him. Three! ***DING DING DING*** JACK SPADE (RING ANNOUNCER): THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND FIRST CONTENDER FOR THE MXW TITLE: SHANE BRODEN!!! The crowd is louder than ever! Mia slides into the ring to celebrate. Huge hugs. TNL swears from ringside. TNL: Have fun tonight, bastard, cause when my arm gets better, I�ll be there in your way, title or no title! Broden pays no attention. Jonathan: What a performance, but some bitter feelings from Riggs at the end there. Kenny: They broke his arm! I would have hard feelings too. Jonathan: Yes, and we�ll be sure to update when we can about how severe the break is! Carl: Broden is amazing, Reality�s gay, and TNL�s wuss. Jonathan: Christ� HOLD THE PHONE!! Only a blur can be seen flying down the ramp. TNL is already in the back and Reality is laying at ringside. Broden and Mia are celebrating in the ring� but not for long. Before Broden can even know something�s wrong, he�s tackled to the ground. Jonathan: IT�S BIG TJ MAK!!!!! Big TJ Mak is hovering over Broden, nailing with lightning quick right hands. Mia is holding her mouth. The crowd is deafening. Laughing echoes through the arena. Elizabeth, the owner�s daughter and Mak�s wife, walks out from behind the curtain with a microphone. Elizabeth: Haha, see what happens when my father�s not here to control things? Don�t worry Shane, this won�t be your match for the title yet� but later tonight, I believe you said Mak could pick his own stipulation. So he decided to be creative� The crowd is going wild. Mak is still beating Broden. Elizabeth: So tonight, for the MXW title and the title of Mr. Main Event champion, you have earned a chance to face Mak in a special guest referee match!! And the referee will be the only person who knows the business well enough to make the count right down the middle�. Me!! The crowd goes wild. Mia is stunned. Elizabeth: And just to be fair, Mia is not allowed at ringside. So rest up, Shane, because your time is coming soon. Mak hits him one last time, and stares at him with a sadistic smile. He climbs out of the ring and heads towards Elizabeth. They smile and disappear to the back. Jonathan: Oh, well that�s really unfair! Carl: How so? Broden left it up to Mak! He had to guess he�d have something good. Jonathan: Still! Carl: No, see, Broden could have said he wanted a special referee match with Mia as referee but he didn�t. Kenny: I bet he regrets that now! |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
|
|
 |