[After the inital intro to NLR's Hysteria, fireworks light up the arena and the fans get wild! The pyros continue for a few moments, pumping away through the sky, as the cameras scan through the crowd.. Picking up various coloured signs, and excited fans screaming out! Finally, the cameras come to rest upon the familiar faces of our two commentators, and we are formally introduced to the show we all love..]
JP: Welcome everybody to NLR Hysteria, coming to you LIVE!! I'm John Pilkington..
Sully: And I'm Tim Sullivan! And what a great show we've got lined up for you!
JP: You can say that again, tonight we see almost every face on the roster in competition!
Sully: This card is just packed to the brim with matches, NLR fans.. I have no idea what to expect, in the wake of the most brutal PPV the NLR has seen to date!
JP: Once Upon A Time In Mexico was only a week ago, and the backlash of those hard-fought battles will be felt tonight, I can assure you that much..
[The voices of the NLR commentators are suddenly halted as we hear the theme music of the NLR's CEO, Marcus Anderson!! The young CEO steps out onto the stage, to a mountain of cheers by the appreciative crowd, and smiles confidently. Anderson walks down the ramp, decked out in a black suit with red pin stripes, and takes him time nodding and winking to the ringside fans..]
Jackie Frazier: Ladies and Gentlemen.. Please welcome the CEO of the Next Level Revolution.. Marcus Anderson!!
[The crowd continue to cheer on Marcus Anderson, as he walks gingerly up the steps, and climbes between the ropes. Once inside the ring, Anderson wastes no time in retrieving a mic from ringside, and taking his spot centre-ring. Marcus' theme music fades out, and all that is left is the roaring fans.. We hear a prominent "NLR! NLR!" chant start up, and catch on very quickly. Anderson smiles, nodding his head and waiting till the chants die down..]
JP: Wow!! This reaction to our CEO has taken me off-guard, Sully!
Sully: Giving the man due respect, JP! After all, the NLR wouldn't exist without this guy!
JP: Too true, Sully, too true..
[Finally, the chant diminishes and Marcus brings the mid up to his bearded face..]
Marcus Anderson: What can I say? Just look at this place!!
[The crowd cheer loudly, and Anderson takes a moment to let them roar]
Marcus Anderson: You know, when I first took control of this federation.. When I agreed to become the captain of this ship, I made a promise to myself and many others. That promise was to make the NLR as damn good as it can be, and hopefully one day surpass the legacy the MWF has left behind..
[The crowd get into it with some low "MWF! MWF!" chants heard in the distance.. Marcus continues without pausing..]
Marcus Anderson: The Maximum Wrestling Federation has set a very high standard.. One that not many feds can reach, let alone stick around to tell the story. But you know what? There is not one sliver of doubt in my mind that the Next Level Revolution is on it's way to becoming as great as the MWF! And no obstacles on the road ahead that are gonna be large enough to stop the machine that is the NLR, from becoming even greater than its predecessor..
JP: A vey bold statement from the CEO, right there!
Sully: Well, technically speaking.. He knows his shit, JP!
Marcus Anderson: Up until this point, there is no doubt that Ed Johnson was doing a damn good job around here.. In some aspects of the company. But as we all know.. All good things must come to an end. Ed Johnson, for the time being, is a thing of the past.. And it is right now, with great honours that I name his replacement!
[The crowd suddenly buzz with excitement, absolutely thrilled that they get to find out this early in the show! Marcus Anderson paces inside the ring, looking determined to deliver to the NLR's loyal fans..]
Marcus Anderson: This man is someone who I have ultimate trust in, someone who will give the NLR another damn boost into the next level.. A man who I personally respect the hell out of, for his years of experience in this industry.. You all know his name, you all know his face.. Ladies and gentlemen, he is your NEW General Manager..
[The crowd gasp, the air becoming more tense with each second.. When suddenly, the NLR fans erupt into a wave of cheers with the opening notes of "Cancion Del Mariach" by Los Lobos!!!]
Marcus Anderson:....."The Voice" Jimmy Pez!!!!
[The crowd continue to cheer, as Marcus Anderson points up to the entrance ramp, with a proud smile on his face. The cameras catch the sight of the small frame of Jimmy Pez, as he struts out from the back with that weasel grin on his face. Pez bounces down the ramp, genuinely excited, slapping hands with the fans and constantly yapping his jaw! Jimmy stops before the ring, adjust his suit and tie, runs his hands through his slicked back hair, and approaches the steps..]
Jackie Frazier: Ladies and Gentlemen... Please welcome the NEW General Manger of the Next Level Revolution.. Jimmy Pez!!
JP: I can't believe it, Jimmy Pez is the new General Manager!
Sully: He's got El Mexicano Condena and now he's got Hysteria?! What next?!
[Jimmy climbs between the ropes, and holds his gold-ringed right hand out as he walks towards Anderson.. The two men shake hands firmly, Pez bringing his left hand over Marcus' as they do. Jimmy breaks away and smiles that sneaky grin, clapping his hands in the air and then pointing towards Marcus Anderson.. The crowd cheer for their CEO, who bows his head graciously.. Jimmy calls for a mic, and within seconds we hear his annoying voice..]
Jimmy Pez: Give it up for this man right here, Mr. Marcus Anderson, c'mon!!
[The crowd once again cheer wildly for Anderson, but are quickly cut off by Jimmy]
Jimmy Pez: Ok, thats enough, look back at me now!
[The crowd laugh, as Jimmy winks at the CEO, who is shaking his head.. But smiling at the smart-assed General Managers antics]
Jimmy Pez: You know I love the attention, boys and girls! I can't help it.. Working with the crazed maniac and your Legacy Champion, Leandro, attention is something that follows me wherever I go!
[The crowd get loud for the mention of The Beast, and we hear the common "Leandro! Leandro!" chant start up..]
Jimmy Pez: Oh don't you worry, kids.. He'll be here soon enough. And when he does, he won't have to worry about being screwed over for the thousandth time.. Or being suspended.. Or having to battle half the roster, because you know what?! That short-ass, balding little prick called Ed Johnson has left the building! And Uncle Jimmy is here to bring you some real wrestling and some real entertainment!!
[The crowd go crazy, and Jimmy Pez nods his head, smiling.. Marcus Anderson leans back against the ropes, watching Jimmy speak with a proud smile. Jimmy talks once again, looking out to the crowd..]
Jimmy Pez: I'm going to be a General Manger for the people.. Not for my own personal vendettas or desire. From here on, as long as Marcus Anderson wishes, Uncle Jimmy is gonna give you the matches you wanna see.. I'm gonna give you, the NLR fans, exactly what you want! It's my mission.. And no one is gonna stand between myself and this mission, you can bet your sister's sweet-ass!!
[With that, Jimmy Pez drops the mic and walks over to Anderson. The two shake hands again, as Jimmy Pez mouthes the words "Thank you", before holding up the right arm of Anderson, and pointing to him. Pez encourages the fans to cheer on their modest CEO, as we head to commercial..]
Sully: What a turn of events! One week after Ed Johnson's leave, and we've already got a new General Manager! Jimmy Pez will never be what Big Ed was! Believe that!
JP: I don't know about that, Sully.. Jimmy Pez has proven himself in this industry for years, and I got a feeling the best is yet to come! Stay tuned folks, we'll be right back..
[ �Sinner� by Drowning Pool hits the sound system and the song is signalling the entrance for The Weapon to enter the arena. Stepping through the velvet curtain which divides the ring from backstage, The Weapon raises his arms into the sky, receiving a varied response from the crowd. The Weapon looks rather confident as he makes his way down the ramp way, and once in the ring, The Weapon looks at the top of the ramp way, to see the arrival of his opponent of the night, The Panther. ]
JP: The Weapon is looking quite confident, despite coming off a defeat at Once Upon A Time In Mexico
Sully: In these situations, you just have to muscle through times like these.
[After a slight pause �Welcome to the jungle� by Guns n� Roses plays throughout the arena, echoing in all possible directions, yet it is drowned out by a rather warm reception from the crowd. The Panther walks down the ramp way, nodding on the occasion to his fans, including one particular kid who he pats on the head. Picking up pace, The Panther climbs into the ring, and both The Panther and The Weapon give each other a glance. They look away, and the bell rings, thus signalling the beginning of the first match of the night. ]
Sully: Here we go!
[ Both The Panther and The Weapon lock up, and test each other out in a test of strength. The Weapon, empowering The Panther with both a height and weight advantage, comes out victor, and sends The Panther on his knees. The Panther releases himself from The Weapon�s grip, and slides beneath his legs and out of the ring. ]
JP: If The Panther wishes to turn out victor in this match, he�s going to need to pick up the pace of the match.
Sully: If The Weapon can keep things slow and steady, however, he�s got the match won, easily.
[ The Panther walks around the side of the ring, and begins to climb in, but The Weapon stomps on the floor in that direction, and The Panther slides back out. The Panther tries again, even quicker, and gets in the ring, and manages to slide out of the way of The Weapons foot, and using his speed, The Panther manages to slide, with a weird kick to the back of The Weapons knee, sending The Weapon down on to the floor. The Panther scrambles over to the direction of The Weapon, and makes a pin fall attempt: ]
ONE�
TW�
JP: An early attempt by The Panther.
[The Weapon kicked out of the pin, and rolled out of the way. Arising from the floor, The Weapon turns around to receive a drop kick from The Panther. The Weapon falls down to the mat with a THUD. The Weapon quickly gets up, and turns around, before getting drop kicked once more, by The Panther. The two lay down on the mat for a moment. After a good few seconds to break, The Panther arises to his feet, who walks over to The Weapon, who has taken the majority of hits this match. The Panther goes for a punch, but it is blocked by The Weapon. The Panther goes for a punch with his left fist, but it is once again blocked by The Weapon. The Panther runs backwards, bouncing off the ropes, but The Weapon brings him down with an arm drag. The Panther gets up and runs again, but this time, The Weapon gives The Panther a Fishermans Suplex, followed by a pin fall attempt: ]
ONE�
TWO�
[The Weapon gets up, and drags The Panther by the hair. The Weapon gives The Panther a suplex, holding The Panther up in the air for quite some time, before bringing him down. Holding his back, obviously in pain, The Weapon finds himself kind enough to help The Panther up, before lifting him once again in the air for a suplex. The Panther reverses the move, with a nice DDT, which sends The Weapon flying half way across the ring. The Panther gets up, and waits for The Weapon. The Weapon gets up, and The Panther runs along, and executes a Hurricanrana on The Weapon. ]
JP: Great move there by The Panther.
Sully: This could be over right now!
[The Panther gives the claw, symbolising that he is to begin to use his finishing manoeuvre, the �Panther pounce�. Jumping up, straight from the ring to the top rope, The Panther once again gives the claw, before jumping off, doing a 450 degree flip, and connecting with The Weapon�straight on The Weapons knee. ]
JP: Ouch!
Sully: That was good timing by The Weapon!
[ The Weapon stands up and picks up The Panther, and lifts him up, and gives him the Luger Bomb, and The Panther lands with a loud thud. The Weapon looks at The Panther, and attempts the �Super Weapon�. Screaming with pain, The Panther shuts his eyes, and flails his arms about the ring, attempting to reach the ropes. Crawling closer and closer, it looks like The Panther is about to give up. He looks as if he�s about to begin tapping any second now. The Panther brings his arm down�but clenches onto the rope! The referee counts to three, before The Weapon lets go of the hold. The Weapon turns The Panther over and attempts the pin: ]
ONE�
TWO�
THR�
[ The Panther lifts his shoulder, barely up off the floor, just in time. The Weapon cant believe how unfortunate he is, with the win just at his finger tips. The Weapon tries once more: ]
ONE�
TWO�
[But this time, The Panther is ready, and throws The Weapon off of him. The Panther climbs up the top rope, and The Weapon looks up, before receiving a top rope drop kick, sending The Weapon down on the mat. The Panther climbs the rope the other side of the ring, and doesn�t waste the time doing the claw, instead, The Panther quickly jumps up, does the 450 turn, and connects with the Panther Pounce! The Panther pins. ]
ONE�
TWO�
THREE!
Jackie Frazier: Your winner of this match, by pinfall, The Panther!
[�Oriental Beat� by The House Band thumps through the arena hard as Yoshima Yawakuzi makes his entrance at the top of the ramp, his arms raised above his head as he nods and greets the audience who respond to his appearance with loud jeers and shaking fists. He doesn�t seem to let this get to him as he responds to their response with a wide smile and a little wave of the hand to which the audience express their discontent with an intensifying of their chants against the man. He moves down the ramp, waving and smiling as he approached the ring that waited for the second competitor to enter, having already got �Bones� in there already. ]
JP: I have to say that I�m really looking forward to this encounter.
Sully: Me too, JP. We have two competitors of extraordinary talent squaring off for the first time against each other. And if the determination in the eyes of both of these men is anything to go on, it should be one hell of a fight.
JP: Any predictions?
Sully: Well, I�m fairly sure that both men are matched when it comes to determination to win this one and so I don�t think there�s anything to choose between the two when it comes to that. But, judging by sheer talent, I�m going to have to say that my money is on Yoshi.
JP: And why is that?
Sully: I think we�re just yet to see the best from this young man. It�s obvious what he�s got a lot to offer and I believe that it will be this encounter that brings out the best in him.
JP: So Yoshi for the in?
Sully: Today, yes.
JP: Well, we�ll see soon!
[Yoshi gets into the ring, clambering in under the top rope and over the second one, looking intently at his latest opponent who smiles a smile full of confidence and full of mirth as he observes Yoshi. ]
JP: This is only Yoshima Yawakuzi�s third match so it will be interesting to see if he can build on a victory and a defeat against Bones who is an established army officer with a very distinct and dangerous grappling wrestling style. Can Yoshi�s Martial Arts skills �step� to that?
Sully: I don�t see why not. He�s quick. Young. Fresh and very, very able. As I said, I can see him picking up the win here, tonight.
[The bell rings and the tentativeness of the match comes to the forefront as both men refuse to dive in. They pace around the ring, squaring each other up, hands parted from their bodies as they crab-walk around each other, eyes locked on the eyes of the other. ]
JP: A most tentative starts from these two.
[The fans don�t seem to know who to cheer for- neither of the wrestlers that popular and so they just make taunts about how slowly the two approached beginning the brawl that, judging by the building intensity of the wrestlers� demeanours, was inevitable. And then Bones struck, such was the nature of his attack. He barrelled forwards, catching the speedy Yoshi off guard and dragging him down to the mat. He struggled about a bit, but eventually got on top, knees pressed down onto the canvas either side of his flailing opponent before he attempted to get him in a headlock. Yoshi showed his grit and tenacity by rolling over onto his front and bucking Bones off his prone form enough to free a leg and launch it at the jaw of Bones. There is a sickening connection and, as he scrambled backwards, McCoy only just managed to retain his footing on the canvas. ]
JP: What a hard shot!
[Bones surged forwards, going to capitalise on Yoshi�s inability to drag himself off the canvas but he was not quick enough. He is kicked backwards again and leans against the ropes, very stunned. This gives Yoshi an excellent chance to stand, which he does. He moves forwards but, this time, it is him that gets caught off guard by the sudden movements of their opponent. Bones lunges forwards and adds to the blow struck when he was hung up on the ropes with a massive clothesline, finally landing a clean hit on his opponent. Yoshi hits the deck hard, clutching to his face that took the brunt of the impact. ]
JP: And Yoshima going the same way that he did during his last defeat. He doesn�t want to take his mind off this at all if he wants to come out with a result here, tonight.
Sully: A minor hiccup. I stick by my prediction here, JP.
[Yoshi is dragged up to his feet by Bones who makes a point of observing the difference between him and Yoshima by yelling �U.S.A.!� and trying to get the fans to get on his side because of his American connection with him. He keeps hold of the head of Yoshi with one hand before drawing back his other fist and connecting it hard with the head of the young martial artist who hits the mat hard, clutching to his head and half-sitting up as he bared his teeth in anguish. ]
JP: And another hard hit from Bones who looks to channel his attacks onto the head of Yoshima.
Sully: A good tactic. Trying to wipe out the clarity required by Yoshi to perform the martial arts required.
[Bones leans back a bit, leaving the in pain Yoshi at his feet as he outstretches his arms and roars a war cry before leaning back down again, reaching for the head of Yoshi, presumably to administer another shocking head-based attack. He doesn�t get the chance. Yoshi�s head is still good for use, it seems, as he takes the chance presented by the arrogance of Bones to reach up and send a kick into the midsection of the man with the military past. He hits the canvas, clutching to his midsection and Yoshi is quick to his feet, leaning back against the ropes behind him before running forwards, jumping over the form of Bones and then jumping back, hitting a huge moonsault! Bones cries out and Yoshi leans up before leaning back down, hooking the leg and going for the count. ]
1�2�McCoy gets the shoulder up!
[The fans suggest that they want the Japanese fellow to win as they gasp in slight exasperation at the kick out. Yoshi doesn�t seem that surprised as he kneels up, gripping to the head of Bones as he pulls himself up to a standing position and looks over across to one side of the audience and then to the other, gesturing that he was ready to finish the match prematurely. ]
JP: If he hits his finishing move, you can guarantee that this match is over and out for Bones.
Sully: He�s about to get Court Marshalled!
JP: Very good.
Sully: Thanks!
[Yoshi pushes Bones away from him, bouncing him off the ropes before running at him, getting great height as he makes an attempt to land the Hurricanrana! He gets up into the starting position, his legs around the head of Bones before he is interrupted. Bones� hands find the legs of his opponent and he grips him there for a moment before hitting a huge Powerbomb that sees Yoshi laid out flat on the canvas. ]
JP: What a move! That has to be all!
[He drops to his knees before crawling over and going for the cover, neglecting to hook the leg. ]
1�2�Kick out!
JP: I thought that was it, right there!
Sully: No way! When was the last time I was wrong about a prediction?
JP: Let me see�
Sully: Shut it.
[Yoshi struggles to get out of this stunned feeling that clouds him and he sits up, clutching to his face as he struggles into a sitting position. Bones is way ahead of him, however, and picks himself up a lot quicker. As soon as he gets the chance, he�d slam his foot into the midsection of Yoshi who doubles over before the grappler leans back against the ropes behind him and lands a kick to the face of the bent over Yoshi who is thrown onto his back hard. Bones wastes no time in going for the pin, making no mistake and hooking the leg this time. ]
1�.2�Kick out!
JP: Yoshi kicks out again! What is it going to take for McCoy to take him out for good?
Sully: More than a measly kick to the face, I tell you that!
[Yoshi held his face, trying to get up but Bones is quicker. Full of anger, he�d make a desperate, clumsy effort to hit Yoshi with a clothesline. Yoshi appears to have a second wind as he ducks beneath the approaching arm of Bones. He turns around after ducking beneath his opponent before turning around and hitting The Yawakuzi Kick! Bones hits the canvas hard, in the middle of the ring and Yoshima drops down to his knees, going for the pin. ]
1�2�3!
The bell rings.
Sully: I knew it! Another prediction correct! That�s two in a row, JP!
JP: Well, you had faith in the kid and he did it. Recording his second win in the promotion. Hopefully, from his point of view, he can take that result and build upon it. After all, General David �Bones� McCoy is no push-over. He�s a top competitor with a great wrestling record.
[Yoshi, looking weary after the repeated blows to the head, stands up, his hand raised by the referee as another official checks on the downed David McCoy. ]
JP: But what a finishing move! We haven�t had the chance much to see that performed here but it�s an incredible move that certainly seems to have the capability of taking out even the most stubborn opponent!
[ The camera pans out to a leg... A long leg, being toweled off as The First Lady of the NLR is putting on her wrestling gear... She has a match with XVR tonight, and although he is reported to be leaving for a stint back in Japan, Sinn knows that at any moment, he COULD decide to go out on top... Sinn didn't mind a man being on top, but at the same time, she wasn't one to like not knowing what to expect from her opponent... ]
JP: Well Tim, it sure looks like the First Lady of the NLR is ready for her match tonight.
Sully: Are you kidding?! With any luck maybe we will get to see another "Wardrobe Malfunction", like the PPV...
JP: Yes folks, for those who missed it, the NLR is coming off a most successfull Pay-Per-View... "Once Upon A Time In Mexico" even beat out the WEWs Wrassle-something-or-other in the buy rates, showing that while we may be second generation, that the NLR is anything but Second rate...
[Her Cell rings... She answers, and the camera shows volume going up to catch the "private moment"... ]
Sinnocence: Hello?
Voice: Hello...
Sinnocence: Who is this?
Voice: Nice show last week..
Sinnocence: Who IS THIS?
Voice: A fan... Just a fan....
Sinnocence: How'd you get my number?
Voice: Let's just say I have an "In" with the NLR...
Sinnocence: Listen here creep, I'm married... Brigadier General David "Bones" McCoy ring a bell? He's here right now, if you want to talk to him...
Voice: Even if he WAS there, if I wanted to talk to him, he'd already be unconcious, sweetheart... The fact is, I wanted to hear your voice...
Sinnocence: Well, now you've heard it... You heard it yesterday... You heard it the day before... In fact, you heard it the day before, and every day since Mexico, and I'm not amused... I'm here now, and wanting to know why you think that it's so much fun to call and harass me you freak!!!
Voice: Because, sweet Sinn... I like watching your lips move...
Sinnocence: Wha??
[ The camera pans out, to a figure in the background, slipping out the door... She runs out 1/2 dressed in her garb, but still covered, to nothing but an empty hallway... ]
JP: There WAS someone there, I saw him!!!
Sully: We have a "stalker" in the NLR!!!
JP: And suprisingly, it's not you!!
Sully: It's about time that The Strong Style of XVR was challenged, and he was put in his place, he's become unrecognisable in these past weeks...
JP: I think you're getting him mixed up with The Weapon!
Sully: No I'm not, After attacking Mobius 2 weeks ago for having no honor, it showed XVR as a son of a bitch who should get his ass kicked all the way around the ring...
JP: I really don't think it's wise you saying that Sullivan, XVR is one of the NLR's most successful draws right now, and I have a feeling he can only get better!
Sully: We'll see about that, he can't match up to Leandros' incredible title reign... It doesn't look as if the Legacy Title wants to leave his grasp, it comes running back everytime someone attempts to take it away...
Jackie Frazier: This match is scheduled for one fall.. Making his way to the ring first, from Parts Unknown , weighing in at 222 lbs., XVR!
[ "Faint" hits the PA system and the crowd cheers as XVR appears through flashing green and silver light, he bows to the crowd, as the cameras flash from photo hungry fans...]
Jackie Frazier: And his opponent, weighing in at 150 lbs, the First Lady of the NLR, Sinnocence!
[Metallica's "Master of Puppets" hits the PA system and the crowd give a HUGE pop to the Sinn walks out as fthe tron shows some of her finest moments since joining the "Elite" Federation of PX... ]
Sully: I LOVE YOU SINN!!!!
JP: The NLR certainly stepping up the style here tonight, all credit to everyone behind the scenes... But now it's all about this match, I think we are looking at two future NLR Champions.
Sully: I think you shouldn't be adding the plural, Sinn is a World Champion if ever I've seen one... XVR though, is nothing but a 'wannabe'.
[ The two stroll around the ring... XVR tests the ropes while the referee checks Sinn for any weapons, a big smile plastered across his face... The bell sounds and the crowd come alive as Sinn and XVR square up to one another... XVR holds a slight height advantage and Sinn has to look up to the taller man... XVR jabs forward, into the ribs of Sinn and the crowd jeer as he whips her into the ropes. She comes back and XVR looks for a dropkick... He connects and sends Sinn tumbling back. ]
JP: Looks like we're going to see a fair bit of "Strong-Style" here tonight and I have to say that really doesn't suprise me as both of these competitors have proved themselves in the 4-Towers ring...
Sully: I think you'll see Sinn flying around that ring really soon, she's the smallest competitor on the NLR roster!
JP: That may well be true Sully....
[ XVR has grabbed Sinn around the neck, locking in a rather modified sleeper hold... She is struggling on the canvas as she writhes in pain as XVR keeps the hold strong... The referee looks worriedly at Sinns' face.... She is falling limper and limper... XVR suddenly releases, and grabs her by the hair and hauls her to her feet... XVR runs to the ropes... Sinn is swaying in the center of the ring and she's sent off her feet by a powerful clothesline from The Strong Style Samurai.. He drops to the mat and hooks the leg...]
1...
2!
JP: Oh! So close! XVR could have wrapped it right up there... Sinnocence is being well and truly beaten here.
Sully: It's a close match...
JP: Close? Close! Sinn hasn't even got a move in yet...
[ XVR looks at the crowd, they've gone quiet and he pulls Sinn to her feet and the crowd comes to life as she breaks from his grasp and grabs and hts a samoan drop... Sinn rolls off XVR and then drops an elbow on the groin, and XVR screams with pain... Sinn goes to the ladder-tower, and signals to the crowd, they roar as she makes her way up... The crowd hold their breath as she steadies herself and leaps off... The cameras flash as she connects with a hurricanrana onto the rising XVR... She has him covered, and the referee slams the canvas...]
1...
2.
[ XVR breaks out from the cover to the jeers of fans and shouts of "That's Our Sinn"!!]
JP: This Ontario crowd really showing who they're supporting here tonight...
Sully: Yeah, but the common Canadian wrestling fan isn't very smart... I stopped and asked one of the fans in line what she got on her SAT's... And the first words out of her mouth were "Nail Polish"...
JP: No You Didn't!!! Folks, I apologise...
[Back in the ring, Sinnocence grabs XVR and drags him to his feet, the crowd are getting behind Sinn as she grabs XVR and looks to go to lift for a powerbomb.... But XVR won't move, She attempts again.... But XVR has other ideas, and lifts her up and arches his back, Sinn is sent flying over the head of XVR and crashes to the canvas.... XVR wastes no time, as he stomps on her, he then grabs her and pulls her to her feet.... XVR whips Sinn into the ropes, and as she comes back, XVR runs forward and lifts her up, Sinn is powerbombed hard into the mat and XVR rolls over with the bridge... The referee counts...
1...
2..!
[ Sinn "just" gets out of the pinning predicament. ]
JP: Great skill and agility by XVR, did you see the way he just bridged that powerbomb to get the pin in...
[ Sinn slowly rolls, and attempts to stand, XVR is already up and he pulls her back to her feet.... He attempts to whip Sinn into the ladder, but she turns it around and whips XVR into the turnbuckle... She follows him in, and the crowd roars as Sinn goes to straddle XVR against the ladder in a bronco buster type maneuver. Sin bounces, riling the fans while bouncing on XVR... But XVR lifts a right hand and uppercuts Sinn. XVR scoots underneath her, then climbs up from behind... ]
JP: Sinns going to be dead after this.
Sully: I wouldn't bet on it, she's made of stronger stuff.
[ Sinn suddenly lashes out and elbows, XVR, once, a second, then ahe grabs his head in a lock, and leans back and shoves herself off the ladder, flying backwards, turning in mid-air, and with force, and bulldogging him onto the canvas. Sinn gets to her feet, XVR slowly hauls himself up using the ropes, he stands, doubled over and Jada runs up the ladder, jumps off the top rope while XVR is standing in the center of the ring... As she's falling, she grabs XVR around the neck and brings him to the ground with her, holding him, and the referee keeps close track until he finally passes out as Gutter Rat is seen making his way down the entrance ramp... ]
Jackie Frazier: And your winner, Sinnocence!
Sully: No luck about it, Sinnocence is simply one of the best wrestlers in the NLR...
JP: But what is Gutter Rat doing down here?
[ The crowd roar as a masked man makes his way to the ring, some sort of spray in hand... The fans screaming at the conflict which is soon to come... The fans scream even louder at the man in the ring waves at Sinn.. Sinn turns around to see XVR rolling away from the ring, and then her masked "stalker" Gutter Rat takes this moment and sprints into the ring. ]
JP: All hell is about to break loose, Sinn is going to get it from BOTH ends!!!
Sully: I'd like that in any other sense of the meaning, but what the Hell is going on Here!!!
[ Gutter Rat is in the ring and the masked "stalker" attempts to hide behind Sinn, but Gutter Rat swerves around her, and the 'stalker' finds a fist in his face and he staggers back, dropping the can and crumples as Gutter Rat hits him with the Sin City Train Wreck... The sttacker goes flying back a few feet and slumps into the mat, before crawling up, holding his ribs, and scurrying off Gutter Rat turns around, but is met with Sinn, and the can of spray... He's hit with it in the face, full on, and takes a step, before falling to the mat, completely out...]
JP: Gutter Rat is out Cold!!!
Sully: With Johnson out of the picture, you'd have to wonder where McCoy is, the woman is being stalked, and he should be out here defending his wife...
JP: I was informed that he had left for the evening, thinking that he was shipping out tomorrow for a top secret mission....
Sully: I bet he's as sick as I am, watching this!
JP: Yeah!! It's now time to see Tony T and Exodus take on the team of Pariah and Chaos... For Pariah and Chaos, this will be the first time in action as a team... I can't wait to see this� They're gonna get their asses kicked by the duo of T and X...
JP: Welcome back everyone, this has already been an action packed night here in London, Canada!
[We cut into the backstage area, the office of ex-General Manager, Ed Johnson, to be precise.. Suddenly, a huge oil painted portrait of Jimmy Pez covers the entire screen, and as it gets back against the far wall, we see two stage-hands adjusting it. The crowd cheer loudly, as the golden-bordered painting hangs above the desk of our new General Manager, and we see Jimmy himself admiring it. He rubs his unshaven chin, holds up his stubby fingers to tell if it's leaning to either side or not.. Before speaking to himself..]
[Jimmy Pez chuckles under his breath, as he heads over towards his new desk.. And gazes up into the oil painting above his head, admiring the light the artist has put him in. Jimmy finds himself slumping behind it, in a comfortable leather chair, and looking up into the youthful face of Anderson..]
JP: What a night we've already had here on Hysteria!
Sully: I wouldn't be so sure, John.
JP: T and Exodus have been a team, winning the Pink Slip Battle Royale. And they both deserve justice for last week's occurrences. Both men got a screwing from the PWX boys!
Jackie Frazier: Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is a Tag Team match�
[ Their music plays, and Tony T and Exodus barge through the curtain. The two competitors glance towards each other and nod. ]
JP: Did you see the respect, Tim?
Sully: I saw a nod or two. I didn't see any respect, though.
[They make their way down the platform towards the ring, as the crowd cheers in chorus to the music.]
Peter Santos: At a combined weight of ... AAAALP!!
[ As their names are just about to be called, the PWX boys appear from the crowd... Chaos charges at Exodus and sends a double axehandle over his forehead. Tony T falls to the mats below and Exodus follows... All 4 men glare at each other, and Tony T and Exodus nod again, and slide back into the ring... All four men begin trading blows... Tony T doubles over and shoulders Pariah in the gut, before grabbing him by the head and suplexing him over to the outside. Chaos and rolls out and rolls Pariah back into the ring immediately... Exodus takes Chaos up the entrance ramp, slamming his head into the guard rail several times on the journey... Tony T and Pariah officially start the match with a collar-and-elbow tie up in the center of the ring... Tony T goes on the offensive with a headlock followed swiftly by a German suplex. He wastes no time in climbing the turnbuckle and hitting a hammering elbow at the staggering Pariah. He goes for the cover. 1�2�kick out! Meanwhile, on the entrance ramp, Exodus goes for a suplex on the steel platform, but Chaos has other plans, kicking him so hard in the testicles that Exodus quivers and falls to his knees... Chaos makes his way further up the ramp, turns and runs at Exodus, hitting a spear to the steel. Chaos stands by the ring steps... He surveys both men in the ring... Tony T hits the ropes and leaps over Pariah, who drops down... He leaps back up and awaits Tony T, who steams back with an unexpected but mighty flying head scissors that throws Pariah into the corner, wracking the ladder... Tony T follows up with an impressive series of shoulder thrusts. The He connects shoulder-to-chest and momentarily feels the effect of the move himself... Pariah holds his chest and T takes a breather before turning to John Pariah and hitting a stiff kick to the leg... He goes for a second but Pariah counters by sweeping Tony T to the mat... He leaps onto mid-ladder and soars through the air, eagle-like, with a picturesque moonsault. Tony T, however, rolls from the ring and Pariah hits the canvas hard... Outside the ring, Chaos charges at Tony T from behind and sends him back into the ring and a stiff push... The referee leans over the ropes, and warns off Chaos, when suddenly Pariah dropkicks the referee in the back of the head, and sends him tumbling over the top rope... He lies before Chaos' feet, who looks up at a gleaming Pariah... Just as Tony T stands, Pariah dropkicks him back down and exits the ring and throws Jackie Frazier from the steel chair he sits on... ]
Jackie Frazier: Ack!!
[ Pariah leaps back into the ring... 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 Exodus rolls into the ring. The huge cheers from the crowd attract Pariah's attention. He turns and is dropped, the chair falling from his hands... Exodus lifts the fallen Pariah. The crowd cheer as he doubles him over and hits a huge powerbomb onto the steel chair! Pariah wriggles and shakes his way his corner. The referee climbs back into the ring as Exodus slides out. Chaos cant get the tag, but runs in anyways, at Tony T, only to by backdropped to the mat below! Tont T stands tall, and readies himself for Pariah... The head of the PWX stands, but he leaps to make the tag to Chaos, who speeds in towards Tony T, and is taken down with a spinebuster! Tony T pins. The dazed ref drops to the floor and counts...]
1...
2...
[ Shoulder up! Both men stand and lock up. Chaos reverses an arm lock into a sleeper hold and follows up with a quick body slam... He ascends ladder, and hits a double axe handle, soon followed by a cover. 1�2�kick out! Chaos slams his palms down into the mat and quickly picks Tony T up... Tont T is close enough to tag though, and Exodus slaps his arm... Chaos hooks Tony Ts' head under his arm, but Exodus grabs Chaos by the back of the head and slams him to the mat as hard as possible. Tony T is left stumbling across the ring as Chaos stands, holding his head and groaning. Exodus scoops him up, and delivers the Westside Driver, sending his cranium into the canvas!! He goes for the cover as the referee comes in and Tony T hops over to stop Pariahs counter attack...
1...
2...
3! ]
Jackie bFrazier: And your winners... Tony T, and Exodus!!!!
[At that moment in time, the lights in the arena start to flicker. Jackie Frazier pauses in mid sentence and looks at the lights flickering above her in the entire arena. Exodus and Tony T stand in the ring shocked, with both of them not knowing what�s going on either. The camera shows Exodus and Tony T laying down still, lifeless after losing the match. There's a cold chill in the air. No one in the building knows what�s going on. Not even John Pilkington or Tim Sullivan knows what�s happening to the lights in the building. ]
JP: What? What�s going on?
Sully: JP your guess is as good as mine.
[With the lights flickering still, no one knows why they are doing so. Then,
the lights go out. The whole arena is left in total and utter darkness. A few
flashes of fans cameras start going off. You can see Exodus and T moving
about in the ring each time a member of the crowd takes a picture. After a few seconds of darkness, the NLR-Tron starts to light up. Then, on the NLR-Tron a logo appears. First off the picture appears all faint but then starts clears up. The logo begins to flicker. We then see at the top of the logo the word KROINK and at the bottom of the logo... PLAYTIME ENDED. ]
[As soon as the crowd realise just what this logo means they all go nuts. The
whole arena screams at the top of their lungs. You hear JP and Tim Sullivan�s
shocked voices�� ]
JP: Oh My God!!! Is this who I think it is? It can�t be?
Sully: JP, there�s only two people on this world who that logo could
belong to. And if it�s who I think it is, then we're in for a hell of a ride.
[As the crowd gets louder and louder, the logo keeps flickering and flashing faster and faster. Everyone's now on the edge of their seats, clearly now knowing who'ss about to come out from behind the curtain. A big chant of Kronik starts to break out around the whole arena. The curtain starts to move, then you see two huge figures come out from behind it. They both come out and stand at the top of the ramp way. You can only see their figures in the shadows at this time. Then, a dim light comes on starting at the bottom of the ramp. It stays there for a few seconds. The light then slowly starts to move up the ramp way towards the two figures. The crowd are all hyped up; no one can wait to see if it is who they think is. The dim light gets just in front of the two figures and then stops. You can just about make out their features of their faces. You can see the long blue hair of one of them on the side of his face. Then after a few seconds the two men together step forward. You see their big black boots come into the lights. Now the two men are in the light. These two huge figures stand there looking down at the ground. Both men are wearing long black leather coats, black jeans and no tops. The camera zooms in on their waists to reveal what appear to be the MWF tag team championships. Both men then simultaneously look up. You now see that it�s none other the Mak and Sozzey, also known in the wrestling world as KRONIK!!!! ]
JP: IT�S THEM, KRONIK ARE HERE. KRONIK ARE IN THE NLR!!
Sully: I don�t believe it JP. Kronik are back!!! Kronik are here!!!
[The crowd goes nuts. The roof comes off the arena. You can just feel the heat in the building as everyone is excited about seeing Kronik. Sozzey and Mak both stand at the top of the ramp way now looking towards the ring. Both with
motionless expressions on their faces. They then start making their way down the ramp way and towards the ring. Both walking with a purpose. Both men seem to have their eyes fixed on the ring. Once Mak and Sozzey get to the ring, Mak goes over to the steps and starts to climb. Sozzey slides into the ring through the bottom rope. Mak walks along the ring apron and as he gets to the middle of the ring he hops into it. The lights come on as Sozzey and Mak stand on the left hand side of the ring. Exodus and Tony T stand on the right side of the ring. Mak and Sozzey both still have expressionless faces. Exodus and Tony T stand their ready for a fight. Sozzey and Mak at the same time take their leather coats off and simultaneously place them on the top ropes. Mak and Sozzey take off the MwF Tag Team Titles and place them on the ring canvas under the ring ropes. They both then turn to each other, now looking face to face. Mak and Sozzey then begin to smirk. They both turn to Exodus and Tony T who are standing there still with no clue of what�s happening. ]
JP: I got a feeling all hell is about to break loose here.
Sully: Exodus and Tony T don�t know what they are getting themselves
into.
JP: No one knows just how far Kronik can go better then us.
Sully: We have called some great battles in the past with these two.
[Exodus and Tony T look at each other. They then both turn and look at Kronik
standing there with big smirks on their faces. Exodus and Tony T charge towards Kronik. Mak steps back as Exodus comes towards him, Mak then jumps forward with a deadly clothesline. Exodus slams to the ring canvas, Mak turns around and looks at Tony T. As Tony T runs towards Sozzey, Sozzey also steps back. He lifts his right foot in the air delivering a huge big boot to the face of T. ]
JP: Decapitator!!! Decapitator straight to hell.
[Tony T's limp body drops to the ring canvas. Then from behind Chaos and Pariah come rushing into the ring, hitting both Sozzey and Mak from the back. Sozzey steps forward not knowing where the hit came from, as does Mak. Chaos and Pariah step back not know what�s about to happen. Mak snaps his head round looking into the eyes of Chaos he walks up to him. Chaos with fear in his eyes realising just what he has done. Mak slaps him straight across the face. Chaos now has his back towards Mak. Mak grabs the opponent from behind, and puts the opponents arm around his neck. Then Mak lifts the opponent and spins him 180 degrees. As soon as the opponent is spun around 180 degrees, Mak moves 1 hand to the opponents back and the other hand on his throat, choke-slamming him down to the canvas��� ]
Sully: MAKDOWN!!! Mak sends Chaos crashing to the canvas.
[��In the meantime Sozzey has turned around and is looking at Pariah. Pariah comes running towards Sozzey, Sozzey picks up ***** and delivers a death defying spine buster which sees Pariah's body bounce back off the ring canvas and land in a heap. ]
JP: Oh My God!!! What a spine buster.
Sully: His backs gotta be broken after that slam.
[��Mak and Sozzey the only two left standing in the ring. All four people lying in a heap under their feet. Mak and Sozzey stand in the middle of the ring. John Pariah & Chaos both roll out of the ring. Both men stagger over to the ramp way. They both gather together holding each other up. Now, left in the ring is the team of Exodus and Tony T. Not knowing that their the only two left in the ring Tony T starts to move and slowly and makes his way to his feet. Mak goes over to Tony T and grabs him by the head. He throws him to the outside over the top rope. Mak and Sozzey both go after him. Now on the out side of the ring Mak goes behind Tony T. Mak then begins to lift up Tony T and drop backwards, like a German suplex. Then, from the front, Sozzey comes in with a huge clothesline as Mak is dropping back.� ]
JP: WHAT!!! WHAT WAS THAT?
Sully: KRONIKAL DISASTER!!!
[�Tony T�s body gets broken in half. Mak and Sozzey get up, Tony T�s on the
outside floor...lifeless. Mak and Sozzey then jump into the ring. They're both
looking at the ramp way at John Pariah & Chaos as they make their way towards backstage. Then from behind Mak and Sozzey, Exodus gets to his feet. Sozzey and Mak see him getting up by the NLR-Tron. Sozzey and Mak turn around and now are facing Exodus. Exodus, still dazed from what has happened, doesn't quite know where he is. Sozzey grabs Exodus by the hand and swings him towards the ring ropes. As this happens, Mak runs towards the ring ropes on the other side of the ring. As Exodus comes back towards Sozzey, he gets lifted into a spine buster position. This is immediately met by Mak running in and clothesling Exodus' throat from behind Sozzey. Exodus then crashes to the ground from the joint inpact of a clothesline from hell and a vicious spine buster. ]
JP: I think Exodus� time is up.
Sully: It looks like PLAYTIME ENDED for Exodus.
[��Sozzey and Mak get to their feet as the crowd are going absolutely nuts. Mak and Sozzey go over to the ropes and pick up the MwF Tag Team Championships. They both go back and stand in the middle of the ring. With the titles in Mak�s left and in Sozzey's right, they both raise them above
their heads. The crowd start an MWF chant. After a few seconds of standing
there, Mak and Sozzey go over to the ropes. Both climbing over Exodus�
lifeless body. They climb out of the ring, Mak and Sozzey then walk up the ramp way. John Pariah & Chaos are no where to be seen. Mak and Sozzey get to the top of the ramp way. They turn around at the top looking at the still motionless bodies of Tony T and Exodus. Kronik then turn around and make their exit. The camera switches and shows Tony T�s body on the floor lifeless. The camera switches again and shows Exodus in the middle of the ring, still not moving, still lifeless. The NLR then cut to a commercial break. ]
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Sully: It's no London, England, but I'll admit it, this is a beautiful city!
JP: I agree wholeheartedly, and Canadian fans are always phenominal.
Sully: That's because they're deprived from legitimately entertaining programing up here. The NLR's Canadian tour is the only thing they have to look forward too between NHL Playoffs!
JP: Easy with the fan bashing Sully, they are paying to be here after all!
[ With that "Heart of a Champion" by Carman comes blaring on the John Labatt Center's sound system. The crowd responds with loud cheers for the silver hair Ragonus, and even more so when the goregeous Rachel Smit strolls out behind him. Ragonus extends his hand to Rachel and she smilingly takes hold. Ragonus shows off his beautiful ring company, much to the delight of the crowd, with Rachel Smit in one hand and the NLR's Excess Championship in the other. The pair then head down the ramp, their sights set on the ring. Ragonus' cheery expression then dissapates as he puts himself into the appropriate mind set. ]
Sully: Whoa, his face looks cold as ice ... with hair to match!
JP: Idiot! He's got a wrestling match coming up, pleasentries are over now.
Jackie Frazier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title contest is schedualed for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 240 pounds. Hailing from "The Shadows", being accompanied by Rachel Smit, he is the Next Level Revolution's Excess Champion, Ragonus!
[ Ragnous and Rachel have now reached the ring and Ragonus then pauses. His eyes still locked on the center of the ring, Ragonus hands the title over to Rachel and she heads to the far side of the ring. Ragonus climbs into the ring and turns around to face the entrance way. As he does "Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars suddenly cuts in and out runs Kyle Bauer. Bauer gets a mixed reaction from the crowd but their reaction doesn't bother him at all. Bauer looks pumped to get some vindication after his loss at OUATIM. ]
Jackie Frazier: And making his way to the ring next, he is a former Four Towers Champion. Weighing in at 175 pounds and hailing from St. Louis, Missouri. He is "The American Luchador", Kyle Bauer!
JP: Bauer looks to be on fire here tonight.
Sully: I'm sure he's got fire in his belly after last Sundays loss to Tempest, which by the way, he should have won that match!
JP: What?! How the hell do you figure th- ... You know what, never mind, I'm not even going to get into it.
Sully: Because you know I'm right John!
[ Bauer stands atop the stage, staring down Ragonus with a cocky grin across his face. Ragonus stands in the ring, never once taking his eyes off of Bauer. Bauer then spontaneously starts sprinting down the ramp. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Ragonus steps forward as Bauer gets to his feet and tosses out his arm, clotheslinging Bauer, or at least trying to. Bauer ducks the attempt and keeps on running. Bauer runs into the ropes and bounces off them with a spinning heel kick to the face of Ragonus, sending him down to the mat. ]
JP: Bauer, kicking things off quickly tonight.
Sully: Haha! Kicking ... The heel kick .... Oh come on, that is funny!
[ Bauer keeps up the pace of the match by quickly pulling Ragonus to his feet and then immediately irish whipping him into the ropes. Bauer leaps into the air almost immediately soaring towards Ragonus. Bauer wraps his legs around Ragonus' head, jolting is downwards quickly, taking him down with a violent head scissors. Bauer springs back to his feet, in time to watch Ragonus slide halfway across the ring. Ragonus staggers to his feet and as he stumbles around to face Bauer, Kyle is already in mid-air once agian. This time Bauer is sitting on Ragonus' shoulders, ever so briefly, before he jerks himself backwards flipping Ragonus' heels over head. Rachel turns her head in pain as she watches Ragonus quickly lose control of this match in the early goings. ]
Sully: Where was this last Sunday?
JP: He may have been able to hang on to his 4T Championship had he shown this much zip in his step.
Sully: Did you just say "zip in his step"?
JP: Yeah, why?
Sully: No reason ... *cough* weiner *cough*!
JP: Excuse me?
Sully: Oh nothing!
[ Bauer gets up to one knee after hitting the hurricanrana and gloats to the crowd by grinning at Ragonus on the mat. Bauer then crawls over to him and hooks Ragonus' leg, looking to end things quickly here. The ref drops and quickly starts the count. ]
ONE
TW-
KICKOUT
[ Ragonus throws his shoulder off the mat quickly and forcefully early in the count showing that he's still got a lot of steam left in the tank. Bauer grabs a handful of hair and pulls Ragonus back to his feet. Bauer then drives a knee into the gut of Ragonus and once again runs towards the ropes. However this time Ragonus reaches out and returns Bauer's hair pulling with one of his
own. Ragonus, with both hands, uses all his might to throw Bauer down to the mat by the hair. Bauer's head bounces of the mat with a thundering thud. Ragonus takes a second to snarl down at Bauer while rubbing the side of his head, but the encouraging screams of Rachel remind him to get his head back in the game. Ragonus turns to face Rachel and acknowledge her encouraging words. Not realising that she was telling Ragonus to watch out for Bauer, who is getting to his feet. Bauer sneaks up behind Ragonus and reaches out and grabs hold of his shoulders. Ragonus quickle steps forward and throws his leg into the air hitting Bauer with a beautiful superkick out of nowhere. Bauer's head takes another painful shot. The sight of his neck cracked back causes a wince from the crowd. Bauer then falls flat on his back totally out of it. ]
JP: He damn near took his head off with that kick.
Sully: Where the hell did it come from?
JP: Eyes on the back of his head Sully, that's the only explanation.
[ Ragonus doesn't make the same mistake twice and keeps his attention solely on Bauer. Ragonus pulls Bauer to his feet, but on the way up Bauer drives his elbow into Ragonus' abs. Bauer tries to get the upper hand with a hard right hand jab, but Ragonus throws up his arm an blocks the punch. He then returns the favour with a strong right of his own. Bauer however has regained enough state of mind to duck the punch and side-step himself behind Ragonus. Bauer then wraps his arms around Ragonus' waist and hoists him above his head. Ragonus however wraps his leg around Bauers and lifts his arm above his head. On the way down, Ragonus lowers his elbow, using Bauer's strength, directly atop Bauer's head. Bauer doubles over and Ragonus is quick to drive his head under his arm and quickly pulls him into the air driving Bauers head down to the mat with an evenflow DDT. ]
JP: What a stunning set of reversals there!
Sully: That was impressive. Oh, Ragonus isn't done yet.
[ Ragonus pulls the now dazed Kyle Bauer to his feet and with a flury of strong foearms to the face pushes him into the corner. Bauer tries futilly to blocks the flury of shots by throwing his head between his arms. At that point, Ragonus stops throwing the shots and grabs hold of Bauer's arms, throwing them down to his side. Bauer then looks up somewhat confused only to see Ragonus' arm swinging visciously towards his chest. A ear popping smack echoes through the arena as Ragonus connects with a huge chop, causes Bauer to scream in pain. Ragonus smirks at the sound of Bauer screaming but stays on his man lacing in three more consecutive chops, all without relent. Bauer then turns his body away from Ragonus in an attempt to shield himself from the attacks. He has one shoulder against the Tower and the other facing Ragonus, with his head again in the protection of his arms. When the chops stop, Bauer lifts his head, but plays it smart this time. He covers his chest with his arms in order to block anymore chops, but as he raises his head Ragonus connects with a mean standing buzzsaw kick. Bauers head is sent smashing into the Tower and lacerates his forehead from his hairline to the bottom of his eye. Blood starts to trickle down to the mat as Bauer falls face first to the ground, his eyes still open, but looking glazed over. ]
JP: Sweet merciful crap!
Sully: Uh oh, I think Bauer may be hurt after that. Look at his eyes....
JP: Glazed over like a doughnut!
Sully: Is that all you think of ... fatty!
JP: Hey, there is no need for that!
Sully: Oh ya, I forgot ... it's "glandular"!
[ Ragonus doesn't realise the severity of the situation Bauer finds himself, not that it would really matter, and stays on the offense. Ragonus pulls Bauer back to his feet, who can barely stay up under his own power. Ragonus irish whips him intot he corner once again. Bauer barely makes it, but he collides with the Tower and simply props himself up on it. Ragonus then follows him over, climbing the ropes along with some help from the Tower and Kyle Bauer's hair. Ragonus then mercilessly pulls Bauer up to the same level as him in an impressive display of strength. He props up Bauer on the top rope and Tower
sending the crowd into a frenzy, they know what's coming. In a swift leap Ragonus hoists Bauer into the air and simultaneously turns himself around. Ragonus then drives Bauer head first into the mat with a perfectly executed brainbuster, the Killing Stroke as he enjoys to call it. ]
JP: It's over! The Killing Stroke! The Killing Stroke!
Sully: Get the medics down here, Bauer is concussed!
JP: That was a devastating blow to his head, I think you may be right. Pin him and end it.
[ Ragonus looks down at Bauer with disgust. Bauer still isn't moving and despit pleas from the ref for Ragonus to go for the pin, he has other plans. Ragonus moves himself overtop of Bauer's back and then violently wraps his arms around Bauer's neck and locks in the Time Out! ]
JP: Uh oh, Ragonus is putting Bauer on a "Time Out"!
Sully: That's not funny JP, I think Bauer is really hurt.
[ Ragonus locks in the reverse dragon sleeper and starts flailling Bauer's limp body around like a rag doll. The ref is scream at Ragonus to let go of the hold, but to no avail. The ref then drops down to the mat and starts talking to Bauer, checking on him. When Bauer doesn't respond, the ref lifts up his arm and then let's it go. Bauer's limp arm falls quickly back down to the mat causing the ref to jump to his feet and call for the bell. Ragonus keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds but then lets it go, tossing Bauer face first to the mat. ]
Jackie Frazier: And the winner of this match, the Next Level Revolution's Excess Champion, RAGONUS!
["Heart of a Champion" starts to play once again and we see Ragonus looking down at Bauer with contempt. Bauer is now looking almost lifeless as he is tended to by the referee. He talks to him for a few moments before jumping to his feet and making and "X" with his hands. He then turns back to Bauer and a few moments later a medical team comes running down the ramp, stretcher in hand. They slide into the ring and quickly get to work on Bauer. ]
JP: Oh god, I don't like the look of this!
Sully: See you wouldn't listen, I told you he was hurt!
[ Bauer has been equiped with a neck brace and is now strapped down onto the stretcher, still visisbly unconscious. He is slid out of the ring and the wheels are lowered. The medial team rolls him up the ramp, checking his vitals as the climb up. We head to a commercial seeing Bauer pulled behind the curtain, headed backstage. ]
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Jimmy Pez: This is going to be a whole lot of fun, let me tell you..
[Suddenly, we see the young, bearded face of Marcus Anderson step from behind Jimmy with a 'matter-of-fact' look on his face.. The crowd cheer for the CEO]
Marcus Anderson: If by fun you mean.. work.. then yes, Jimmy, this is going to be a whole lotta "fun"! While this job may have its perks, you need to understand the responsibilities and downsides of being the General Manger of the NLR..
Jimmy Pez: Come on, Marcy-Marc, you know that I can handle it! It's your Uncle Jimmy we're talking about!
Marcus: Firstly.. Don't call me Marcy-Marc.. Ever. Secondly.. I believe you can handle it, but there's still the matter of going over the duties..
Jimmy Pez: Ok, Big Mac.. I'm gonna run this place exactly as you wish, without exception.. So hit me with the duties, and lets have a Cuban!
[The gold-ringed hands of Jimmy pull out two Cuban cigars from his own personal stash on the desk, as he gestures for Marcus Anderson to sit opposite the desk. Anderson tries hard to ignore the "Big Mac" nick-name, and takes a seat, realizing now that it's gonna be an wild ride with Uncle Jimmy behind his wheel. The scene fades to black..]
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Sully: It's been one to remember, no doubt about that, JP!
JP: And right now we've got a tag-team match with arguable the four greatest superstars inside
the NLR! This is sure to be an instant classic!
Jackie Frazier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Tag-Team Match scheduled for one fall..
[As soon as the words leave Frazier's mouth, "The Hearts Filthy Lesson" by David Bowie hits the speakers and Tempest makes his way out to a chorus of boos. The Constrictor walks confidently down the ramp, ignoring the ringside fans shouting abuse at him..]
Jackie Frazier: Introducing first.. Weighing in at 244lbs and standing at 6'1".. He is your NEW Four Towers Champion.. TEMPEST!!
[Tempest slides under the ropes, mounts the nearest turnbuckle and holds his Championship high! The crowd give him a decent reaction, before the Constrictor drops from the ropes and hands his belt over to the timekeeper.. Almost straight away, the sound of "Anarchy" by KMFDM blares over the speakers, and the crowd get real loud with jeers. The Grudge appears on the stage, walking slowly towards the ring..]
Jackie Frazier: And his partner.. Standing at 6'4" and weighing 235lbs.. The Homicidal Creep.. THE GRUDGE!!
[The Grudge walks with a slight limp, and the cuts and burns are still evident from the PPV. As he nears the ropes, he stares out into the sea of fans with a disgust that is mirrored. The Grudge climbs up the steps, and steps through the ropes, glaring out into the booing crowd. Tempest greets The Grudge, and the two start going over strategy and previously thought up battle plans.. Suddenly, the sound of "Liberate" by Disturbed hits the PA, and the lights dim. A deep red light fills the stage, and through a mist of smoke, appears Fear.. The crowd cheer The Demon Knight loudly, and he walks down towards the ring, full of determination..]
Jackie Frazier: And their first opponent.. Weighing 245lbs and standing at 6'4".. He is The Demon Knight.. FEAR!!!
[Fear continues to storm to ringside, but stops at the edge of the ramp, and glares up into the faces of both Tempest and Grudge. Both men call Fear into the ring, but The Demon Knight remains where he is, and just gives them a twisted, wicked smile. His music fades out, and the arena lights come back on.. The sound from the fans become huge, as cheers anticipate the arrival of Leandro.. His name is chanted loudly, as Grudge stares around the stands with a deep hatred in his eyes. "Cancion Del Mariachi" by Los Lobos & Antonio Banderas hits the speakers, and the fans jump to their feet..]
Jackie Frazier: Being accompanied to the ring by NLR General Manager, Jimmy Pez.. Weighing in at 418lbs and standing at 7'2".. He is the NLR Legacy Champion.. LEANDRO!!!
[The crowd get real loud as The Beast towers out onto the stage, with the Legacy Championship in tow. Leandro holds both massive, tattooed arms up and roars to his fans, who cheer even louder! The Mexican Convict charges towards the ring, as Jimmy Pez slowly walks behind him proudly.. Leandro barely even acknowledges Fear, as he storms right past him and climbs the steps, tossing his Championship belt aside.. Both Grudge and Tempest hold up their guards, as The Beast steps over the top rope and roars savagely! The bell is called for, and the fists start flying! Both Tempest and Grudge are exchanging blows with the Legacy Champion, who is doing a good job of taking on these surpeme superstars! But it becomes too much, as Grudge and Tempest attack from two sides, taking Leandro to his knees.. When out of nowhere, Fear dives into action and takes Tempest down with a diving Lariat! He springs back up and chops the chest of Grudge, before clotheslining The Homicidal Creep over the top-rope! He tumbles to the outside, and is met by Tempest, as both Fear and Leandro call them in, with wild looks on their faces!]
JP: Whoa! Quick action already, folks! The fan favourites showing Grudge and Tempest how it's done!
Sully: Enjoy it while you can, JP! Something tells me this one is going to get messy..
[The crowd cheer The Beast and The Demon Knight, who glare out at ringside to their two
opponents.. Beckoning them to come back in. Finally, Tempest slides under the rope, and the referee begins to push Fear back towards his turnbuckle.. Leandro holds up two hands, asking for Tempest to bring the pain. The Four Towers Champion paces on his side of the ring, before charging at the Beast, and nailing him with some hard chops against the chest! He delivers four or five, as the crowd "Woooooo!" along with each one.. But Leandro is merely taken back a step or two. Tempest pulls back and attempts a haymaker on El Mexicano Condena, but it's blocked and Leandro hammers away into Tempest's skull with some brutal headbutts! The crowd chant along with the ten headbutts, as the last sends Tempest to the mat! He clutches the front of his head, but is quickly peeled off the mat by The Beast.. He sends him across the ring, into the ropes, ducks down for a Back Body Drop, but Tempest holds onto the cables! He takes advantage, and kicks the awaiting Leandro right in the face, sending him back up to his full height.. But the maniac simply roars in anger, ducks an attempted clothesline by Tempest and sends The Four Towers Champion soaring about thirteen feet high in the air, with a huge Back Body Drop! The crowd give a loud "Oooooh!" as Tempest lands hard against the canvas, arching his back in pain..]
Sully: Oooooh, that's gonna be painful tomorrow!
JP: You're not wrong there!
[The Beast steps back, and suddenly feels the slapping hand of Fear on his right shoulder! The NLR
official calls for the tag, and The Demon Knight eagerly steps through the ropes, running past Leandro and pouncing on the fallen Tempest! The Beast looks enraged at the tag, almost letting his fury be unleashed on Fear.. But instead, the cool head prevails, and Leandro gets on the ring apron. Fear brings Tempest to his feet, but straight away the Constrictor nails him with hard right hands.. Tempest hits a rough Body Slam, followed by some quick elbow drops to the fallen Fear! Bringing him towards the corner, Tempest makes the tag to The Grudge, and knees the rising Fear in the stomach.. Once Grudge gets through the ropes, he joins Tempest in clubbing The Demon Knight to the canvas! Leandro decides enough is enough, as the crowd cheer with approval, and The Legacy Champion towers across the ring.. Only to be met by an infuriated official! The referee fights hard to keep Leandro back, even physically pushing against the huge chest of The Beast! Meanwhile, Tempest and Grudge receive a massive dose of heel heat, continually pummeling Fear.. Then, as if rehearsed, Tempest drops outside the ring, while Grudge alligns the fallen Fear.. The entire crowd wince in pain, as Tempest takes hold of both ankles of Fear, and pulls him straight into the steel post!! The blatant low blow should be an instant DQ, but the official is still tied up with The Legacy Champion.. And Fear looks to be in all shades of pain, grabbing his crown jewels and curling over in the fetal position!]
JP: Yaaouch!!! I don't even want to image that feeling!
Sully: I think Fear just underwent a sex-change, JP!!
JP: Well, you're not far off, Sully..
[Grudge looks satisfied, as he stares down into the pained expression on Fears face.. A malicious smile is on Grudges lips, while he rips Fear from the mat, and tosses him against the ropes. He comes back, only to be met with a stiff clothesline by The Grudge. The Grudge looks across the ring at Leandro, a mixed expression of hatred and caution on his face. The Beast stares back without any emotion passing over his scarred face, as Grudge then pulls Fear to his feet, and is met with a couple of knees to the gut.. Followed with a Fallaway Slam! Fear calls out to the crowd, and gets a good response back, before turning to face the rising Grudge.. Both men lock up in the centre, but its The Grudge who gets the upper hand, ramming Fear back into his corner, where both Tempest and Grudge lay fists into The Demon Knight! The referee walks over, and pulls them apart but the damage is already done.. Fear stumbles out of the corner, and The Grudge nails him with a perfect powerslam, crushing Fears body into the canvas! Grudge hooks the leg.. One.. Two-Kick-Out! Grudge gets to his feet, and walks over to his turnbuckle, tagging in Tempest.. Temp heads over to the rising Fear, and pulls him away from Leandro, who now has his tattooed arm reaching out]
JP: Fear needs to make the tag right now.. He's draining and fast!
Sully: He's got something to prove tonight, and I think he want's to do it alone!
JP: That's a foolish move, if you ask me!
[Tempest locks in a side headlock on Fear, calling out to the crowd as the jeer with anger.. He holds in the submission for about half a minute, clamping the lock down harder, before edging closer to the seething Leandro and swearing at him! El Mexicano Condena steps over the top rope, but once again the official gets in between Leandro and the team of Grudge and Tempest! The crowd go crazy with jeers, as Tempest throws Fear back into the turnbuckle, and Grudge chokes him from behind.. Tempest throws some stiff shots into the gut of Fear, blatantly cheating behind the referees back! Finally, the official turns around but its already too late.. Tempest has Fear back in the headlock, and Fear looks like he's draining. Leandro slams his fist against the turnbuckle, as the crowd clap along with him.. Trying to get Fear out of trouble. Gradually, The Demon Knight battles out, clubbing Tempest in the spine, before nailing him with a high Back Drop! Fear gets to his feet, and begins walking towards the awaiting Legacy Champion, as the crowd buzz.. Within a couple of feet of him, though, Fear suddenly stops. The crowd go silent, as Fear shakes his head and turns back to face Tempest! A chorus of boos go up, as Leandro heaves with rage, and roars for Fear to tag him in]
JP: Not a wise move there by Fear, fans..
Sully: I told you, JP, he wants to do this alone!
[He pulls Tempest from the mat, and delivers some hard chops to the chest, before whipping Tempest against the ropes.. The Four Towers Champion runs back, ducking a clothesline, and nailing an Edge'O'Matic on Fear! The crowd groan as Leandro's tag-team partner goes down, and Tempest tags in a fresh Grudge.. The Homicidal Creep brings Fear up to his feet, and delivers some crushing knees to the sternum, making Fear gasp for breath.. Before hooking the arm, for the Suplex. The Grudge lifts The Demon Knight up, and holds him for a few seconds, before dropping him face first with a brutal Front Suplex! Fear holds his stomach in pain, but is determinde to ignore the calls from both Jimmy Pez and Leandro for the tag.. The Grudge walks over casually, laying the boots into the fallen Fear, before grabbing him by his white-blonde hair and pulling him off the mat. Grudge tosses Fear towards his corner, looking back at Tempest, who nods his head, smiling at his tag-team partner.. Almost as if getting an extra boost of confidence and courage, The Grudge stares up into the scarred face of The Beast, and screams for Fear to make the tag!]
Sully: The Grudge being damn vocal about wanting Leandro to step into the ring!
JP: Fear just won't tag! Leandro wants to get in there, he's aching to get in the ring.. But his team-mate won't budge!
[Leandro reaches out over the top-rope, but finds his claws only coming within a foot of Fear's prone body.. The Demon Knight remains down, slowly stirring as the NLR official checks on him.. Leandro rocks his head back, and roars up to the sky in pure frustration at the situation! Fear pushes the referee off roughly, before staggering to his feet, and calling on The Grudge! The crowd give a mixed reaction of cheers for his bravery, but jeers for his selfish arrogance.. Fear is met with a flurry of fists by The Grudge, and throws some of his own, but they are messy and weak. Fear looks to be in need of rest, but he won't give up.. The Grudge takes advantage of this, throwing some hard elbows into his face, before backing him against their own turnbuckle. Grudge makes the tag to Tempest, and the two stomp a mudhole in Fear.. Sending him down to his ass, leaning against the lowest 'buckle.]
JP: Grudge and Tempest are definitely all together for this match, they look flawless out there..
Sully: Constant tags is their trick, JP.. They're keeping eachother fresh, which is more than can be said for the team of Leandro and Fear.
JP: The Demon Knight just looks like he has something to prove tonight, and I don't know how much longer Leandro is gonna put up with it!
[Tempest rips Fear up from the turnbuckle, and pulls him straight into a Sidewalk Slam! The canvas shakes with the impact, and Tempest goes for the cover.. One.. Two-Kick-Out! Fear kicks out with authority, surprising these cheering fans! Fear gets a good reaction, as he fights his way to his feet, defending himself from some decent punches by the Four Towers Champion.. Fear battles back, nailing Tempest with a few elbows to the head, but Tempest attempts a quick arm drag, only for it to be blocked by Fear.. The Demon Knight then spins behind Tempest, and delivers a perfect German Suplex! The crowd cheer loudly, as Fear holds Tempest for the bridge.. The referee slides into position.. One.. Two-Broken by The Grudge! The Homicidal Creep kicks away into the mid section of Fear, as the NLR official tries hard to send him back to his corner. Leandro doesn't even bother interfering.. His crazed, bloodshot eyes on Fear, his whole body heaving with rage. Fear ignores him, and ignores the screams from the new General Manager, as he peels Tempest from the mat.. But out of nowhere, Tempest pulls Fear forward and guillotines him over the top rope! Fear bounces off it, clutching his throat and shouting out in agony! Leandro reaches an arm out, shouting in Spanish for the tag.. But suddenly, Tempest dives down and latches on the Ankle Lock!! The crowd get loud, and Fear screams out in pain!]
JP: Tempest used this viscous submission to propell his way to victory during the Pay-Per-View!
Sully: When he locks in that Ankle Lock, you better be ready to tap, JP!!
[Fear grabs his white hair, but refuses to submit.. Tempest clamps the lock down harder, and Fear yells out, trying desperately to struggle towards the ropes. Leandro roars out for Fear to edge closer to him, but no deal.. Fear instead tries for the ropes, crawling closer and closer.. Within a few inches, Tempest drags Fear back to the middle of the ring, and the crowd groan with disappointment! Suddenly, Fear rolls onto his back and kicks Tempest off him with a sudden burst of energy! Tempest jumps to his feet, and lunges towards Fear but The Demon Knight raises his boot.. And catches Tempest in the groin!! The Constrictor drops to the mat, grabbing his crotch, his face twisting in torment! The crowd cheer, but feel the pain too..]
JP: Ooooh, that's never good!
Sully: A desperate attack by a desperate man! He really needs to make the tag, JP!
[Both Tempest and Fear struggle to get to their respective corners.. Each one crawling towards the outstretched arms of their partners.. The crowd buzz loudly with anticipation of The Grudge and Leandro going at it inside the ring.. But suddenly, within a foot of Leandros reach, The Demon Knight gets to his knees, stares The Legacy Champion in the face, and shakes his head, mouthing the word "No".. The crowd go nuts with jeers, but nowhere near as crazy as El Mexicano Condena does! The Beast looks as though he's losing his mind, heaving like a caged bull! He roars out at Fear, but his tag-team partner merely staggers up to his feet, and turns to face the fresh and ready Grudge! The Grudge gets tagged in instantly, and flies into action! Fear and The Grudge trade punches, but The Homicidal Creep gets the upper hand, chopping viscously against the chest of Fear, backing him against the ropes.. He whips Fear across the ring, and drops him with a knee to the gut! Fear flips over Grudges knee and crashes to the canvas! Suddenly.. The top rope is lowered, and over steps the Legacy Champion, obviously sick and tired of staying outside! The enormous structure of Leandro towers over everyone in the ring, and he charges at The Grudge just flattening him to the floor with a brutal clothesline!!]
JP: The Beast has been unleashed, and just listen to these fans!!
[Sure enough, the crowd are rumbling for their Champion, and just as Tempest bolts into the ring, Leandro lays him out with another huge clothesline! Grudge gets to his feet, and finds himself flying across the ring with a massive Shoulder Block by Leandro! Tempest to his feet, and he finds his throat clamped with a strong claw.. The Beast takes Tempest off his feet, and slams him to the mat with a devastating Choke Slam! The crowd cheer, and Grudge clubs the back of Leandro.. The Mexican Convict shrugs off the blows, turns around, grabs The Grudge by his neck and tosses him against the turnbuckle! The Homicidal Creeps body bounces off it, and he crashes to the outside!]
JP: Leandro is just going to town, and these fans are eating it up!!
Sully: I hate to say it, but this was bound to happen.. All that pented up rage!
[The Beast suddenly turns around to face the rising Fear.. The crowd get real loud as Leandro wraps his arms around the back of The Demon Knight, without hesitation! El Mexicano Condena brings Fear off the canvas, in reverse bear-hug position, roaring out to the crowd.. Before diving forward and planting Fear into the mat, with a force so strong it puts Leandro back on his feet! The crowd go nuts for the Convict Suicide, but a good part are uncertain with it being executed on the loved Fear..]
Sully: I can't believe it!!
JP: Leandro just nailed Fear, his own tag-team partner, with the Convict Suicide! What is he doing?!
Sully: Fear wouldn't play nice with the big Beast, and now he's paying the price!!
[Leandro stares those menacing, bloodshot eyes into the fallen Fear.. Before turning and storming towards the ropes. The Beast steps over the top ropes, and towers up the ramp, turning back as he does to face the ring.. Inside, both Tempest and Grudge are gathering towards the broken body of Fear like a couple of vultures.. The Grudge lifts Fear from the mat, and throws him straight into the awaiting arms of the Four Towers Champion.. Tempest lifts Fear's body in the air, and nails the Epicentre with perfection! The dangerous DDT almost snaps Fear's neck in half, and he slumps to the canvas.. The Grudge hooks the leg, and the NLR official has no choice but to count.. One.. Two.. Three!! Both Grudge and Tempest get their arms raised as "Anarchy" by KMFDM blares over the PA.. Tempest stares down into the unblinking eyes of Fear, with a look of disgust and pity on his face. The Grudge listens to the incessant boos from all around, and finds his eyes locking on those of the Legacy Champion.. Leandro continues to walk backwards up the ramp, staring right back at The Grudge.]
JP: I cant believe it has ended this way, Sully.. I never could've predicted this, let me tell you..
Sully: Well, the better team won in the end, and I think both Leandro and Fear are never going to
underestimate the power of Grudge and Tempest!
JP: You may be right, Sully.. These men proved their ability to work together, and Fear wanted to take them out by himself!
Sully: The Legacy Champion hasn't seen the last of these three men, I can assure you that much!
[ Show goes off the air.... ]
