[ Before the show... In the night�s opening bout, Jonny Odel took on Jay Roberts. Odel came out strong and aggressive, going for several early pin attempts, but Roberts was able to escape each time, and managed to toss Odel to the arena floor... Roberts took control of the match, working the back and ribs of Odel, until he escaped. Odel managed to block the Roberts finisher, but Jay responded by blocking Odels attempt as well. Neither man really dominated from there, A huge elbow frim the near top of the ladder led to Roberts finally locking on a cobra clutch.. Odel attempted to break out of the maneuver, but as he rolled over, Roberts released his grip and as Odel got up, Roberts caught him in a High-Impact DDT, and Odel was unable to escape... Roberts then claimed the pinfall victory, and the fans seemed to respond ok to him....
Then The tron clipped the arena fans to this...
Corey Farmer, the newest addition to the NLR roster, walks over to the vending machine to buy himself a soda. And as he tries to decide what he wants, a security guard approaches him with a stern look on his face. He stands near Farmer. The latter turns and smiles. ]
Corey Farmer: Yes?
Security Guard: How did you get in here, son?
[ Farmer looks a bit surprised. ]
Corey Farmer: Excuse me?
Security Guard: The general public is not allowed backstage unless they have a pass. Do you have a pass?
The machine gives out a can of soda, which Farmer picks up.
Corey Farmer: I don�t need one.
[ The security guard grabs Farmer�s arm. ]
Security Guard: You don�t have a pass, you don�t hang around here.
Corey Farmer: Don�t... touch me!
[ Farmer pulls free of the hold as his eyes look like he�s ready to murder someone. ]
Security Guard: Then, follow me without any resistance.
Corey Farmer: I�m new here. I�m a wrestler.
[ The security guard lets out a laugh. ]
Security Guard: And I�m the Virgin Mary! Now, please, kid, just follow me. I�ll take you back to your seat. I�ll let it slide just this once because you made me laugh.
[ Farmer frowns and is about to say something when another person enters the conversation. It�s the NLR Owner, BIG Ed Johnson. ]
Ed Johnson: What�s going on here?
Security Guard: Nothing sir, this kid just lost himself backstage.
Ed Johnson: That�s Corey Farmer. He has a match tonight.
[ The security guard is stunned. ]
Security Guard: Oh� are you s-sure?
Ed Johnson: You questioning me?
[ The security guard, who has now lost his confidence, turns to Farmer. ]
Security Guard: I apologize... Mr. Farmer.
[ Farmer stares back at him for a moment and then smiles. ]
Corey Farmer: It�s okay. Don�t judge on looks next time, k?
[ The security guard nods and walks off. ]
Corey Farmer: Thanks, Mr. Johnson.
[ The NLR owner doesn�t smile back.]
Ed Johnson: I�ve heard you�re talented so don�t make me regret hiring you. And hopefully now, Troy Knight will stop sending me love letters.
[ BIG Ed Johnson shakes his head and walks away. Farmer pops open his can of soda and takes a sip. ]
Corey Farmer: Oh man, what a start.
[ The second dark match was not the night nor the victory Ed Johnson had envisioned. Corey Farmer managed to defeat NLR Vetran, Gunman Stinger, when GMS was caught coming back into the ring with a chair that he wouldnt give up.. As a result, Farmer left Hysteria with his first NLR win.... It appeared Farmer would have won anyways in NLR-Style fashion when he connected with a foot-based mandible claw on Stinger. But moments before, the ref collided with Stinger and he was still down. That gave GMS enough time to recover, and eventually he grabbed a chair from the time keeper and began clocking the new kid... Stinger then slapped on a submission hold as SEINC owner Big Ed Johnson stormed the ring with his cronies and taunted Farmer, claiming his time in the NLR was going to be short. But the kid wouldn't tap out and he managed to escape and force an Stinger- Johnson. With the ref still groggy, Stinger got some harsh revenge when he smacked Farmer with the belt, only to have the ref catch the illegal action out of the corner of his eye just in time to disqualify the Gunman... After the bell, Steven Douglas, BIG Ed Johnson, Gutter Rat, and Insane Wayne, came in, beating on BOTH competitors... Gutter Rat connected with a Sin City Train Wreck on Farmer and Insane Wayne pummelled on Stinger on the outside, as Johnson told Farmer about a grueling match next week, and then went on to formally fire GMS from the NLR for such a pathetic performance.. They set Farmer up again, before Troy Knight and Fear came out and rescued him, and afterward, all three celebrated in the ring to immeadiate approval from the fans right before the show began to air... ]
"Ladies and Gentlemen�
[ Bloodstayne, His eyes, circled with darkness, are opened wide, freaking out some of the nearby fans. There is a mixed reaction as he sticks out his tongue, taunting, and begins to walk down the ramp crouching in a sort of 'ready' position, as if he were ready for anything. ]
Bang, we want it
[Corey Farmer has a confident smirk on his face and walks to the ring. He jumps from the floor to the edge of the ring and then jumps over the top rope to get in. He goes to one of the 4 towers and climbs it and stays there for a moment before doing a backflip to land in the center of the ring. He takes his shirt off and kicks off his shoes. ]
You want commitment?
[ Smoke begins to fill the entranceway. Strobe lights dance in the smoke. Suddenly, two large figures step into the smoke. Deathstroke and "Braindead" Brian Hart, step from the smoke, with ring gear on, and black t-shirts with the word MONSTER on the chest. They look around the arena, Deathstroke rolling his shoulders forward, and Hart beating his massive chest. They make their way to the ring, and onve inside, throw their arms up in the air. ]
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
[ flame blows up in a huge pyro and when the pyro clears, smoke remains, and Jesus Jones is standing there With his hands clasped together in prayer. Suddenly a wisp of wind parts the smoke and Jesus begins his walk down to the isle.. ]
The day that love opened our eyes
[ James Anderson, in a dark match, kicks an un-named opponent in the midsection and places head between legs and hooks both arms, He pulls his opponent to a vertical position before dropping them on to their heads with a modified piledriver... ]
Bang, we want it
[ Kyle Bauer, The American Luchadore, Superkicking his way to stardom here in the NLR... His banter is every bit as sharp as his kick, and Bauer has always been a crowd pleaser... ]
You want commitment?
[ Fear Places an opponent into a crucifix powerbomb position and connects with a DDT in mid move then will hook in a pin. He uses this move in extreme circumstances and always results in a victory!]
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
[ Prophecy appears in the entranceway with his head bowed, and his arms held out to his sides. He slowly raises his head, and give the crowd a sadistic grin as he starts to walk down the aisle. He lowers his arms, and breaks into a run. Prophecy slides under the bottom rope, and hops to his feet. Then he backs off into a corner, and takes his black fedora off, and waits for the match to start. ]
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
[ Scotty Heart, former NLR owner walks out, slowly, methodically but with a purpose. His eyes and mind fixed on the target in hand. He has little to no contact with the fans at ringside, his gaze fixed forward.... ]
You want commitment?
[ Troy Knight, posing with Bobby and Myles, they will be recorded in the history as one of the greatest families in NLR/MWF history...]
[ Leandro picks his opponent up like a bearhug, only from behind, sqeezing the breath outta him.. He then drives the opponent face first into the mat, sort of like a reverse spine buster, with a force so powerful, it puts Leandro back on his feet.]
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
[ Sinn jumps off the top rope while her opponent is standing around in the center of the ring, as she's falling, she grabs them around the neck and brings them to the ground with her, holding them until he taps out or passes out...]
Bang...
[ Spawn walks from one side of the stage to the other, getting the crowd and himself pumped up before Mari Posa leads him down to the ring. ]
Bang...
[From the darkened entrance comes the 6'6" frame of the Italian Amazon, Shauna Soprano, bedecked out in a Versace original that barely hides her ample charms as she saunters to the ring, a sultry half-smile on her face. The twins follow, one holding the ring rope down for her, while the other follows her into the ring.. ]
Bang...
[ Ragonus stalks the ring looking around at the audience for a moment before removing his coat and showing the audience his scarred body holds the ropes for Rachel as she exits the ring with his trench coat. She blows him a kiss as all emotion dissapears from his face, his eyes turning deadly serious. ]
Bang...
[ 5 people, To the left, The Grudge, the Excess Champion, and Sinnocence, the 4-Towers Champion... To the right, The NLR Dual-Weilders, Sozzey and Mak, and Standing as cocky as he wants to be in the center Claudio Turbine, the NLR Legacy Champion, All 5 Superstars grip their belts over their right shoulders and pose for the camera, showing at this time, the best in the NLR in their divisions at this moment.. ]
Bang....
[ The Last scene is Mr. SEINC himself, "BIG" Ed Johnson, standing in the ring with Gutter Rat, President Steven Douglas, and Insane Wayne, never before has a corporate stable been put together so effectively... ]
BOOM!!!!
[ And in the background, barely audible, is Johnsons voice... ]
"BIG" Ed Johnson: " You ain't seen NOTHING yet"...
[ Upon return, The Grudge is warming up for his match in the back of the arena. He shadows boxes as Eugiene sits upon a seat reading a magazine. Out of nowhere comes Insane Wayne, walking through the corridor. The Grudge stops and makes eye contact as Wayne walks past him. Wayne shows no sign of intent and The Grudge gets ready to start training once again when Wayne turns around and points.]
Insane Wayne: Wait a second, wait a second... didn't I used to know you? The Grunge... The Grind? What was it...
[ Wayne cracks a smile. The Grudge maintains unbroken sincerity in his stare.]
The Grudge: Shame your whit isn't as sharp as your in-ring talents.
Insane Wayne: Is that coming from you? The last time I saw you was on the ring mat after I beat your ass in MWF.
[ The Grudge shrugs.]
The Grudge: Things have changed. You couldn't even handle Gein man... What makes you think your special?
Insane Wayne: Well afterall I am the UWF legend.
[ The Grudge smiles.]
The Grudge: UWF's dead Wayne. Just like MWF. Stop dwelling on the past and do something.
Insane Wayne: Maybe...
[He steps forward getting into his face.]
Insane Wayne:... I will.
The Grudge: If you've got the balls how about we go at it next week? In that very ring? You know... Where real wrestlers do their business.
Insane Wayne: Sounds like a good idea Grudgey. Maybe it isn't so wise for you though. I can see it's a long time since you had a challenge.
[ Wayne laughed but The Grudge stuck his finger out to stop him. Wayne stared at him with scorn.]
The Grudge: You ain't shit Wayne. I've faced punks better than you in this place and beat them... In fact I'm so confident...
[ He picks up his excess title and raises it inbetween them. It catches Wayne's eyes.]
The Grudge: That I'm willing to put this on the line in a singles match... A excess rules match to be precise.
Insane Wayne: I can see that it needs a worthy owner, so sure.
[ The Grudge tossed the title over his shoulder.]
The Grudge: I'd love to stand here and listen to your shit all day but I got some real wrestling to do.
[ He laughs, nudging past Wayne who is shocked and beginning to head out to the ring for his match.]
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom�s not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to scum and base and
Married to the pain
Bang, we want it
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
We watched the world end
We have �high� places but we have no friends
The told us sin�s not good but we know it�s great
War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate
Bang, we want it
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
�ladies and gentlemen, be obscene!
Be obscene, be, be obscene, ah!
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
["Anarchy" by KMFDM hits the PA as Grudge struts out onto the ramp, eXcess title across his shoulder, and he raises his hand to the crowd who cheers back. Grudge isn't in the best of condition after last week. A bandage is on his forehead, and his ribs are wrapped.. Grudge comes down the ramp, and rolls into the ring, grinning.]
JP: Ever since going back to his famous hardcore style, Grudge has been getting some of the biggest cheers of the night!
Sully: It's true! Although it seems to have taken a toll on him..
["Shut your Mouth" by Pain hits the PA as Kory Matthews comes out onto the ramp to a chorus of boos. He struts down the ramp, and slides into the ring, smirking cockily at Grudge, as Frazier does the introductions..]
Frazier: This non-title 'eXcess rules' match is schedueled for one fall! Introducing first.. From Los Angeles, California.. The current X Champion.. The Grudge!
[The crowd cheers again, as Grudge holds the title up.. Kory Matthews doesn't hold off though and delivers a spear straight to the ribs of The Grudge! He holds the back of his head as Frazier dives out of the ring and the bell rings. Kory begins stomping Grudge into the mat, he pulls him to his feet and then drops the 'X' Champ with a neckbreaker!]
JP: Grudge is in major trouble!
[Grudge kicks Kory away and pops up to his feet, connecting with several forearm shots to his face, but Kory fights out with two straight knees the the ribs! Grudge stumbles backwards, and Kory sprints forward, going for a clothesline.. Grudge ducks, and Kory smacks off a tower. He spins around right into a dropkick from Grudge, causing Grudge to land on his hurt back and ribs! He writhes on the mat in pain..]
JP: Kory Matthews is down!
Sully: But Grudge is so hurt that it's hard for him to defend his title!
[Grudge and Kory are slowly getting up, and Kory begins delivering straight right hands to the face of Grudge.. Kory grabs Grudge, and tosses him to the mat.. He then drops a leg across the throat of Grudge, who is trying to roll away..]
JP: Grudge is hurt from that Barbed wire rope match..
Sully: This isn't fair!
[Kory delivers a baseball slide dropkick to the ribs of Grudge, before pulling him to his feet.]
JP: Kory Matthews is about to put away Grudge!
[Grudge is thrust between the legs of Kory, who taunts the crowd.. But Grudge fights out of it, dropping him on his back.. And then rocks back with a catapult, launching Kory Matthews into the air! He hits the top rope, and as he's going down hits his head on the apron! Grudge is back on his feet, and he grins as he walks over to the ropes.. Tugs on it, and flies over the top rope, landing on the stunned Matthews with a slingshot cross body..]
JP: Nice move!
Sully: Grudge went high risk there! With no remorse!
[Grudge is trying to get up, he crawls over to the barrier and starts trying to pull himself up.. Kory is starting to get up.. Kory walks over to Grudge, and delivers a pair of clubbing blows to the back.. He then goes for a suplex, but Grudge slides over his shoulder and delivers a high angle backdrop to the outside! Grudge pries himself up off the padded conrete, in obvious pain.. He crawls over to the apron and looks under the ring and finds what he looks for.. A steel chair!]
JP: Uh oh!
Sully: Kory Matthews has no clue!
[The crowd is cheering as Kory Matthews turns around and is smacked in the face with the steel chair.. Kory's knees buckle.. and Grudge raises the chair over his head.. and smashes it over his head! Kory lies there, bleeding from his forehead.. He slides Kory into the ring.. And tosses him into the ring.. Grudge tosses him into the corner..]
JP: Kory Matthews is in a bad place..
[Grudge stands on the 2nd rope and begins to deliver the ever popular 10 punches to Kory Matthews.. The crowd chants along.. 'ONE.. TWO.. THREE.. FOUR.. FIVE.. SIX.. SEVEN.. EIGHT.. NINE.. TEN!' Grudge drops off the 2nd rope, walks a couple of steps, and then turns around.. And Kory falls face down on the mat!]
JP: Hah!
Sully: Grudge is in control and Kory Matthews is feeling it!
[Grudge drags Kory up and taunts.. Kory boots him in the midsection.. and tries a twist of fate! Grudge blocks, and spinds him around.. And drops him with a DDT!]
JP: Kory Matthews is in trouble...
[Kory tries to get up as Grudge grabs the eXcess Title.. and clocks Kory in the face with the title! Kory's legs go out and he falls on his back, staring up at the lights above the ring.. Grudge walks over the the tower.. And scales up to about halfway up the tower..]
Sully: Grudge is going high risk!
JP: Kory Matthews is in major pain.. A lot of shots to the head..
[Grudge jumps off the tower, delivering an elbow drop to the head! He hooks the leg.. 1.. .2.. No! Somehow Matthews has enough to kick out!]
Sully: Sheesh! Matthews is somehow strong enough to kick out!
[Grudge has finished playing around and drags him to his feet.. Shouts out and then snaps him over quick enough to break his neck! The Grudge Killer connects and in a big way! Kory lies there, twitching slightly as Grudge holds his ribs and hooks the leg! 1.. 2.. 3!]
Frazier: Your winner as a result of pinfall.. The Grudge!
[ Out of the crowd, Insane Wayne jumps the barrier, and pulls the weary Grudge around to face him, he grabs him around the neck thrusts Grudge into the air and lands into a sit down powerbomb..]
JP: Wayne is a low-life, hanging with other lowlifes!!
Sully: Dear god! Grudge is out.. And he has no clue how it happened! He's going to be pissed off later
[ Insane Wayne looks around as security comes in in and they all bring him down! He is shouting as he gets dragged off by security as some trainers tend to the stunned Grudge..]
JP: Grudge is in major pain!
Sully: We're going to need a commercial break to clean this up folks. We'll be right back.
[ As we return, a satellite feed kicks on the Tron and the crowd boos loudly as we see the image of a smiling Lee Best staring back at the fans. For those who don't remember Lee, he USED to be the owner of HOW, a very popular wrestling promotion back in the day...
Lee is wearing all black with a red suit jacket and even is sporting black designer sunglasses. He is looking very confident, and he has every right to be considering the pounding his HOW superstars gave to the SEINC: PWX wrestlers on their very on PPV NEVER SAY DIE. ]
Lee Best: You know I love it every time I come out here to the hot desert and win some cold hard cash, but there is nothing better than interupting a shitty beginning to another bullshit NLR event.
[ Lee pauses as the crowd gives him the approtiate loud booing. You see Lee is not a rookie to this game. He started up HOW by himself back in 2000 and after several years of health and financial scares HOW finally closed, but before it did Lee had already shown that he could own a crowd. ]
Lee Best: That is right you idiots, I am out here to save this show. I am out here to save NLR, PWX and more importantly SEINC. Ever since the merger you all have seen what has gone down...wrestlers leaving, shows ratings going downhill and probably the worst PPV in wrestling history NEVER SAY DIE. It is because of all this that HOW is here now. HOW IS HERE TO SAVE THIS SINKING SHIP CALLED SEINC!!!
[ The crowd begins to boo loudly again as Lee smirks while he sitting in some unknown location within the city. ]
Lee Best: You see folks while you sit there in your cramped seats hoping to catch a glimpse of your weak heros, I am sitting here in a penthouse after winning big at the tables ....and you might ask why did I bring that up....well isnt it obvious...I PLAN TO TAKE OVER NLR....PWX...AND SEINC!!!
[ The crowd is incensed now and begin to lay on big to Lee. ]
Lee Best: Oh calm down you afterbirths from a penguin gangbang. Its not going to happen right away...I need funds...and I know i cannot do it myself.
[ Lee now leans forward towards the camera and his face gets deadly serious. ]
Lee Best: You see folks I have put together the most talented stable in the history of the business. I have joined forces with men I have despised my whole life...like Chris Kostoff and El Nutso. I have joined forces with men that have been loyal to me for years...like Mark O'Neal, Chris Jacobs and Shocker. But I have also joined forces with me who have come bearing the HOW logo and are here only to see that the name High Octane Wrestling continues to live on...men like The Crow, Silent Witness, Corey Sizemore, and a few more who will remain nameless for the time being. You might cry out "Taking over SEINC? With What Army?" Well I answer you with this......A HIGH OCTANE ARMY!!!!
[ Lee then flips off the camera and stands to his feet and motions to a man off camera... ]
Lee Best: Lets go man.....time for me to show you how to really run an empire...
[ As Lee Best walks off camera we see the man who he was talking about walk by as well..
IT IS NONE OTHER THAN THE FORMER TAG CHAMPION....TRIPLE M OF NLR!!!!
The scene fades back to a not so enthused looking Steven Douglas watching from his office.. He picks up the phone and out we fade to the ring...
The lights dim, as "Dragula" by Rob Zombie plays throughout the arena, thr formidable team of NLR rookies, Deathstroke and "Braindead" Brian Hart come out to the ring to a quiet reaction, waiting to see if their opponents will even show, with the rumors of a fallout with management earlier in the week...
The lights come back on, and the duo flex, and spit, and grunt, and snort, looking like the most formidable duo to step into the NLR since Kronik...
The lights cut out, and the fans roar with anticipation, but no music begins.. Instead the Tron flickers to life showing black and white images of Gein and Starscream in their short NLR stay.. Promo clips, short shots and the like...
Then it suddenly errupts into flames, much like the careers of the two focal points... In the ashes, we see Ed Johnson in a room with a Ronald McDonald figutr sitting next to a Go-bot (remember them?) ... Ed is tisking, and shaking his head back and forth, looking rather disappointed in the childrens toys.... ]
"BIG" Ed Johnson: Corey McGein... I'm so disappointed in what you've tried to do to the name of my company.... You come in here, promising to win NLR Gold, and all you managed to do is run me a costly food bill... Running around here like some deranged little clown in your big scary mask.... Ooooooh...
And you, Scrapscreach... You were an even bigger disappointment... You could have been big around here... You could have been.... Lead Janitor!!!!
[ The crowd laughs, it's just like the NLR... Kick 'em when they're down... Fuck these two idiot malcontents, they more than had it coming... ]
"BIG" Ed Johnson: So I said you were gonna wrestle, and you basicly told me to go fornicate myself... Well, tonights match was going... DAMMIT McGEIN!!! QUIT CLOWNING AROUND!!!
Now... As I was saying...
Well, It doesn't matter... Fact is you're both out... Infact, I find it remarkable that a man so scary, so demented would double-up so quickly like a little bitch at a simple loss to clearly one who was the "Better Man"... But I digress, I doeth sayth too much...
[ Johnson walks over to the toys, picks them up, holding each like the were covered in radiation, and steps on the lid of the waste basket, and drops the two in... How fitting, the bios and backstorys, the planning and the prepping spent on these two was just that, a waste... The camera pans in close, as the lid closes on them like a coffin, ending what could have been two great careers in the NLR in the trash, the waste, the dump, the "round file", you get the point... This is the last you'll hear about these two on an NLR show....
Of course that doesn't count commercials... We aren't THAT reasonable...
We take you back into the ring... Deathstroke looks as if he's about to explode in a fit of "Roid Rage" and "Braindead" equally bulging, and shaking in eagerness...
"The Hand that feeds" plays to a chorus of boos, as Johnson, Gutter Rat, and Insane Wayne come out to the top of the rampway... Johnson has a mic, and he loves to talk, and he wastes no time getting to the point... ]
"BIG" Ed Johnson: Gentlemen, Gentlemen, Gentlemen.... Let ME be the first to welcome you to Tuesday Night Hysteria... And let me be the first to congratulate you on being such scary, ugly, savage bastards, that you ran the team of Corey Gein, and Anubis Starscream straight back to whatever little playground those two idiots came from... We were only able to determine that they left scared from the trail if human urine they left behind as a trail...
But now I know your strengths... You seem to be a team that can "Get The Job Done"... And that brings me as to why I'm out here...
Deathstroke... Braindead Brian Hart... I'm here to offer you something never offered before on Hysteria... I'm here to offer you a Guaranteed Title Shot, at a date, chosen by me, for your help with a little "problem" of mine... A problem you boys may be familliar with...
[ The tron splits images to Sinnocence, and Helena Kruez, the Femme Fatales, as the crowd goes nuts... Inside the ring... Braindead laughs, and Deathstrokes face contorts to memories past come rushing back... ]
"BIG" Ed Johnson: Gentlemen, SEINC, my Corporation, and I have bigger fish to fry than dealing with a couple of troublemakers that have a problem with the way things are going for them... BUT... I would be greatfull enough to consider it a Returnable Favor, if next week, on this very show, if you could end this problem for me, at all costs, by ANY means necessary, and Permanantly.... Like I said... A "Returnable Favor..."
[ The crowd started with the asshole chant mid rant, and they're still going on as Deathstroke gets handed a mic from ringstde... He looks out to the ringside, as NLR fans and those P/X fans at home are screaming at him and "Braindead" to just go up there and pummell Johnson and his goons right off of T.V.... The fans draw a breath in silence as Deathstroke puts the mike up to his snarling countenance... ]
Deathstroke: Johnson.... You're on...
[ He drops the mic to the mat with a huge thunk, as Hart joins him facing the rampway, nodding and smiling at the thought of next weeks destruction... Finally, two women will show and surely do battle where supposed men known for violence, sickness, and depravity, tucked tail like saddened pups, and slunk off into the night... ]
JP: Next Week! Sinnocence/Kruez Vs. Deathstroke and Braindead Brian Hart!!!
Sully: Oh my beautiful Sinn!!! Maybe we can get her an Equalizer!!!
JP: She doesn't need an Equalizer, Tim... She's as savy a wrestler as any inside the NLR ring...
Sully: Oh man I can't wait until next week...
[ The scene opens up backstage, actually, it is somewhere in the parking
lot. Just stepping out of his rental car with his own personal driver
holding his door open is none other than Scotty Heart, closely followed by
his father, Mr. Jones. The pair stand just beside the car as Scotty sniffs
the air, his lungs being filled with oxygen. ]
Heart: So here we are... Las Vegas. Smells... Actually, what IS that smell?!
[ Scotty continues to sniff the air, searching for the un-pleasent smell.
He sniffs around Jones' armpits, but finds nothing. He then sniffs around
the car and its driver, still finds nothing. Scotty then smirks... He looks
towards the camera and says... ]
Heart: Ahh yes, I know that smell... Its the sweet smell of victory! Hahaha!
[ Jones rolls his eyes around their sockets. Clearly unimpressed by the
arrogance of his young son. ]
Jones: Scotty, you must stop this nonsense at once. We have only just
arrived here and you begin to make daft comments. Your opponents may make
you eat your words if you continue this outrageous behaviour.
Heart: Outrageous?! What do you mean outrageous?
Jones: Outrageous means...
Heart: I know what it means you shrivelled up parsnip! I am not
outrageous... I am just confident. No harm in that is there?
Jones: No, but you could at least refrain from your arrogant comments.
[ Scotty chuckles as the two men begin to walk towards the arena entrance
doors. ]
Heart: Jones, if I wasn't arrogant... The fans wouldn't love me! It's what I
make my living on. And anyway, what's got you all jumpy?
Jones: I just do not like this whole situation and I wish to not be a part
of it. You are not under contract and as Kyle Bauer pointed out earlier this
week, that could mean bad news. What happens if you get beaten up tonight?
You cannot claim anything from Next Level Revolution or Sports Entertainment
Inc.
[ Scotty stops walking, his face changing from cocky to confused in the
blink of an eye. Jones then stops also, just a little infront of his son. He
brushes the sleeve of his suit down as Scotty replies to his insecurity. ]
Heart: Dad, why don't you just leave the wrestling and thinking to me? You
just stand there and flirt with old bags with bladder problems. You're good
at that!
[ Jones gives Scotty a disatisfied look. Clearly not happy with the reply
to his statements just seconds ago. ]
Heart: Ok, fine! I don't expect you to agree with the situation... But I am
not going to get my ass kicked here tonight. Kyle Bauer? What about him? The
kid couldn't hit a bulls backside with a ten tonne lorry! Anyway, I got Troy
and Fear watching my back out there tonight. Well, Troy will probably be
watching my ass but hey... Just relax old man... Otherwise you'll end up
having a "Heart Attack"...
[ Jones walks into the arena as Scotty still stands in the parking lot.
Scotty looks confused, shrugs his shoulders and puts his hands out from the
sides of his body. He chuckles, smirks and says... ]
Heart: Oh come on! That was good!
[ Scene fades to boos as the scene opens up in the back parking lot area. Claudio Turbine is shown making his way into the arena with his 'manager' Cadence Acevedo. Jason Collins comes rushing up to the two.]
Collins: Claudio! Claudio! Can I have a minute of your time?!
[Claudio sighs deeply and shakes his head...]
Claudio Turbine: Sure... what do you want?
[Collins adjusts his tie and takes his microphone up to his mouth.]
Collins: Claudio, you've been awfully quiet this past week, why?
Claudio Turbine: Hmm... I have been quiet haven't I? I guess I don't have much to say really. I'm in a federation where people like Troy Knight can hit on guys like Corey Farmer. The competition here is weak to say the least and tonight they had to go to outside competitors to take me on. That's how weak the NLR is. But, quite frankly. I love the NLR. I'm the muscle behind SEINC. Though I might not be their corporate champ I can safely say I'll be the Legacy Champion for many months and maybe years to come, and why? Because people like Kyle Bauer won't take this strap from me. It's not in their future!
Collins: You're facing Kyle Bauer very soon for the Legacy Championship...
Claudio Turbine: Kyle Bauer isn't a threat. He's never been a threat. He used to be the King of Extreme, but like I said, when he's compared to me he's only a Court Jester and in a weeks time I'm going to end any steam he's brought back with him and put him back on the shelf where he belongs! You understand me Colon? Kyle Bauer The Court Jester will NOT become the next Legacy Champion... he can't even carry my damn bags.
Collins: Harsh words... one last thing, how do you feel about facing five WEW guys later on tonight?
[Claudio pauses and then snatches the microphone out of Collins' hand and shoves him away. He looks right into the camera...]
Claudio Turbine: You look right here you pieces of shit. Bring whatever you want to that ring tonight, but I'm going to lay waste faster to you then one of Flashman's promos. I'm not playing around. Ed Johnson wants to go out and schedule this interfed match then that's fine by me. I was sick of facing NLR rejects anyways. But, I've shitted on the WEW once before and I can damn sure do it again. So later on in that ring... I'm going to show all five of you exactly why they call me the Reflection of Perfection and why all of you... Aren't even in my league. End of story. The Living Legacy has spoken!
[Claudio and Cadence make their way into the arena as Collins adjusts his shirt and reaches down picking up the microphone...]
Collins: Geesh...
[ We take you back to the ring, where the next bout is set to kick a little ass... ]
Fraizer: The following is a six man tag contest� Introducing first� The team of Kyle Bauer, Raganous, and Jatt Starr!
[ "Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars begins to blare over the pa system as the crowd gives short pops for Raganous and Kyle as the three men appear on the ramp way and raise their hands� All three men walk not nearing one another as if not wanting to even be in the same ring yet alone tagging with each other�
JP: These three men have their hands full tonight against three members of the ever growing foundation.
Sully: True and with five former champions in the ring, chaos is bound to occur�
JP: Yes five men in this ring are all former champions� Whether it is NLR or the now defunct MWF.
[The three men finally reach the ring and slide in as Heaven�s a lie begins to play signaling the arrival of at least one member of the foundation�]
Fraizer: And introducing first� He is a member of the foundation� Originally hailing from London England, now a proud resident of Sin City Las Vegas! HE IS THE WHITE HAIRED DEMON�FEAR!
[The lights dim slightly as a set of green flames erupt from the stage as the image of Fear appears� He just smirks not moving as he soaks in the cheers of the fans� He cracks his neck before pointing to the back and �Larger Then Life� by the backstreet boys begins to play and the crowd erupts even louder as Troy Knight and Scotty Heart appear on the stage next to Fear� The three nod heads before exchanging high fives with one another.]
Fraizer: And his partners... They are also members of the foundation� They are the team of the original owner of NLR�. SCOTTY HEART! And the golden one�The living legend himself�TROY KNIGHT!
JP: And here they come� Three members of the thorns in SEINC side� The Foundation� Fear, Troy Knight, and the former owner Scotty Heart�
Sully: Who would ever have thought that Fear and Troy Knight or even Scotty Heart for that matter would join forces� Fear once hated by many and loved by few has since become embraced by the fans and has aligned himself with two legends in Knight and Heart� These three will be a force if they can keep to a game plan�
JP: But let�s not count out Jatt Starr, Ragonus or Kyle Bauer� As we stated earlier every one of these men save for Scotty are former champions and know the ring as if it was their own homes� This should be a classic.
[The three foundation members reach the ring and slide in as Scotty elects to start for his team as the other two nod in agreement� Bauer smirks and elects him self to start for his team�
The bell rings as Heart and Bauer circle the ring for a few seconds and lock up dead center in the four towers ring as the crowd begins to buzz for this contest. The two jock for position for a few seconds before Bauer is pushed back by Heart� Bauer looks in shock and just nods his head and hops back to his feet and the two lock up again� This time Bauer is the one who does the pushing and sends Heart to his feet in shock� Bauer just smirks as Heart doesn�t look to pleased and gets to his feet�]
JP: Both men showing they aren�t too worried about the other earlier on�
Sully: It�s still early in the match and things could change quickly.
[Heart and Bauer go for another lock up but Heart knees Bauer in the ribs and connects with a clubbing backhand right across the small of the spine causing Bauer to drop to the mat� Heart grabs a hold of Bauer and drags him to his corner and tags in Knight as the crowd cheers on� Knight enters the ring and connects with a quick European uppercut that rocks Bauer back. Knight goes for another but Bauer blocks it with a perfect armdrag take down and locks in a fujiwama armbar!
The ref asks Knight if he wishes to give up but he screams out no as Fear and Heart rush the ring and this causes Raganous and Starr to do the same� Starr and Fear start battling it out with vicious lefts and rights as Heart and Raganous tackle one another and roll out the ring and start a brawl out there. The ref manages to break Starr and Fear up as Knight finally reaches the ropes and forces Bauer to let the hold go. Knight holds on to his arm slightly as Bauer connects with a swift baseball style dropkick to Knight�s shoulder blade. He hops to his feet and just plays to the crowd and even does a cut throat motion towards Fear, but the white haired demon doesn�t budge from his side of the ring and just smirks himself and his eyes glimmer purple slightly before turning back royal blue�]
JP: Bauer trying to get into Fear�s head but it didn�t work.
Sully: In the past I�m sure Fear would have jumped the ropes�
[Knight tries to reach his corner but Bauer drops a quick elbow across his back and smiles once more as he tags in Starr� Outside Raganous and Heart are still fighting back and forth and a sick crack is heard as both Heart and Raganous connect against the steel barricade blocking the fans�
In the ring Starr tries to go for an elbow of his own on Knight but Knight rolls out the way in time and dives for the outstretched hand of the white haired demon and connects with it� Fear hops on the ropes and spring boards and catches Starr with a tornado ddt that plants his skull firmly into the ring mat! The crowd let out a cheer as he goes for the pin fall attempt�
One
Two
Thre� Fear rolls off Starr as Bauer ends up connecting with a leg drop right across Starr�s throat! He smirks before clotheslining Bauer over the ropes as Knight signals for a double team style attempt� Fear drops to all fours as Knight hits the ropes and leaps off Fear�s back and connects with a suicide dive on Bauer! The two crash into the barrier leaving Starr and Fear in the ring alone� Fear smirks as his eyes glimmer purple once more and go back to blue again.]
JP: I don�t like the look on Fear�s face�
Sully: I think he�s got something sick planned for Starr here!
JP: We might be seeing vintage Fear here�
[ Fear grabs a hold of Starr by his head and places him right between his legs and in one quick movement spikes him with the flipping piledriver! The crowd erupts as he looks down at Starr twitching slightly and Fear shakes his head no as the crowd chant one more time�.He once more grabs Starr and plants him with Salvations gift before both Heart and Knight enter the ring and Fear points to them and makes a motion of lets finish this!
Knight and Heart grab the lifeless body of Starr as Fear climbs the ladder of the four towers and awaits what ever the two other men do� Heart grabs hold of Starr�s neck into a reverse ddt position and flips him over his shoulders as Knight grabs Starr�s legs and places them in between his head and both men drop to their knees spiking the body of Starr as Fear places his hands into a prayer position before twisting his body into a complete shooting star, then rotates again into a second one and connects onto Starr! He hooks the leg as Knight and Heart keep Bauer at bay as Raganous just shrugs his shoulders and walks off not bothering to help Starr�
ONE
TWO
THREE! The bell rings as �Heavens a Lie begins to play� Heart Knight and Fear all celebrate their win as Starr holds onto his neck as the three members leave the ring as the fans out reach their hands and touch each member of the foundation� Starr finally reaches his feet as Sozzey and Mak appear on stage and Starr gets a look of fright on his face. ]
JP: Oh no playtime is officially over!
Sully: Kronik want their titles back and now!
[ Both members of Kronik rush the ring as Starr slides out and hops over the barricade still holding his neck� Sozzey and Mak follow suit as the cameras cut to the backstage area, where we see NLR Reporter Jason
Collins standing outside a locker room. The crowd rumble as they read the
name plate on the door, starting up a very familiar chant.. "Leandro!
Leandro!". Collins waits a few moments, before speaking into his mic and
interrupting the fans..]
Jason Collins: Jason Collins reporting here for the Next Level Revolution,
and only moments ago the former NLR Legacy Champion, Leandro, stepped into
this room. I'm here on standby, waiting for some answers about last weeks
action, but so far--
[Suddenly, the door is pulled open. The gorgeous face of Sinnocence looks
Collins up and down, with a mischievous look in her eyes. The raven-haired
beauty looks as stunning as ever, as she awaits Jason to ask her a
question.. But all the awkward reporter can do is stare in awe of this
beautiful creature. Sinn shrugs her shoulders, and walks right past Jason,
keeping those purple eye-shadowed eyes locked with his the whole while. The
reporter bends his neck, as he tries to watch Sinnocence's delicious ass
walk down the hall. Pulling at his tie, Collins turns back around to face
the open door of The Beast, but finds himself crashing into the enormous
chest of Leandro!]
Jason Collins: Oh! No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.. I'm sorry!
[Collins stutters on as the huge Mexican Convict just stares down into his
nervous face. The thick hair of Leandro hangs down over his shoulders, and
he remains silent. Jason Collins just seems to shrink away compared to the
dominating maniac, adjusting his suit and not daring to look into those
bloodshot eyes.]
Jason Collins: Sorry, sorry.. To errm, disturb you and all, Leandro, but I
was hoping to get some answers on last weeks actions? Just a few words or
so--
[Before Collins can anxiously continue, The Beast rips the microphone out of
his hand with one swoop. His massive, tattooed arm makes the mic look tiny.
Leandro keeps his eyes locked on Collins face, as he suddenly brings the mic
up to his mouth and gnashes those carnivorous teeth on it! The crowd rumble,
as El Mexicano Condena uses his yellowed canines to completely tear the top
half off!! Collins raises his eyebrows in amazement, but doesn't have time
to duck as Leandro spits the mic out into his forehead. The crowd laugh, as
it bounces off Jason's skull and falls to the ground.]
Jason Collins: Ohh..
[The Beast threatens a smile, but quickly returns his scarred face back that
intimidating and emotionless state. Unaware of how to take this random act,
Collins does what he only knows to do.. Report.]
Jason Collins: Ummmm, ok.. Leandro, last week you brutally attacked Insane
Wayne, Gutter Rat and the NLR President, Steven Douglas. Not only that but
you stole possessions, broke property and had Ed Johnsons car towed! Is
there anything you want to say about that? Anything you want to say to those
members of The Corporation who are going to be hunting you tonight?
[The crowd cheer, remembering last weeks events. And Leandro almost lets a
small smile escape his lips. The small reporter awaits The Beast's response,
as El Mexicano Condena looks to be contemplating his answer. Suddenly,
Leandro reaches his two massive arms forward and grabs Collins by the scruff
of his shirt! Backing Jason against the wall, the reporter looks like he's
about to pass out from the fear, his face a sheet of white. But The Beast
hasn't even flinched a muscle, hasn't even let an emotion dare to cross his
battle-scarred face. Looking deep into the eyes of Jason, Leandro speaks in
his deep, rough voice with that thick Mexican accent.]
Leandro: Let them come..
[With that, The Beast releases his grip and we hear the body of Jason fall
back to the ground. He uses the wall to steady himself, as Leandro heads off
down the hallway. The camera stays on Jason, who breathes deep, looking down
to the ground with the most cautious expression he's ever worn.]
JP: Leandro telling the members of The Corporation to come out and face him!
A brave move by the former Legacy Champion!
Sully: A stupid move, JP.. Get it right.
JP: Well, you can't disagree that its a gutsy call by The Beast. Men like
Insane Wayne, Steven Douglas and Gutter Rat are people you don't mess with.
They are as dangerous as they come..
Sully: But Leandro ain't exactly a cub scout, JP! As much as I dislike the
guy, he's about as tough as they come. A savage animal who doesn't stop
until he's seen enough violence!
JP: Praise for The Beast by Tim Sullivan?!? Now I've seen everything,
folks..
JP: Now this next match is something I have personally been waiting for
since our first ever Pay-Per-View..
Sully: Threshold?
JP: That's right, Sully.. At Threshold back in May this year, we saw these
two men go at it in one of the most brutal matches known to the Next Level
Revolution. The Beast versus the Rat Bastard, and now it's time for round 2!
Sully: Well this time I don't think Leandro's gonna be so lucky, JP.
JP: Luck had nothing to do with it. The Mexican Convict one that match fair
and square.. And now, only time will tell if Leandro still has it in him to
tame this monster known as Gutter Rat!
[The lull in the crowds excitement suddenly picks up as "More Than Human" by
Rob Zombie breaks through the noise! The cameras pan to the stage, as smoke
billows from the entrance.. The intimidating masked face of the one and only
Gutter Rat breaks through the clouds, and slowly turns his head from either
side.. Staring out into the loud, mixed reaction from these fans.]
Jackie Frazier: Introducing first.. From Sin City.. Standing in at 6'1" and
weighing in at 301lbs.. Gutter Rat!!!
[The Rat Bastard descends down the ramp, ignoring the arms reaching out to
touch him. He wastes little time in climbing up the steel steps at ringside,
and stepping between the ropes. Gutter Rat walks over to the far corner, and
pushes both hands back on the ropes.. Keeping his masked face towards the
entrance ramp. His music fades out, and the split second of silence is
quickly replaced by a huge ovation, and that distinct chant we hear every
week in the Next Level Revolution.. "Leandro! Leandro!". The Rat Bastard
doesn't seem phased, keeping his eyes on the
stage]
JP: Here we go, Sully!
["Cancion Del Mariachi" by Los Lobos brings the fans to their feet, cheering
wildly for the former Legacy Champion. Images of The Beast flash across the
huge screen, as the Spanish guitars continue.. The arena lights become
shades of red, green and white]
Jackie Frazier: And his opponent.. From Tijuana, Mexico.. Standing at 7'2"
and weighing in at 418lbs.. Leandro!!!
[The Mexican Convict emerges on the stage, looking as savage and animalistic
as ever. The crowd cheer louder now, as the giant slowly walks out towards
the ramp. His enormous body covered with the black, sleeveless prison
uniform.. His long hair hanging low on either side of his scarred face.
Gutter Rat steps away from the ropes now, to the centre of the ring.. Both
men keep their eyes on eachother, knowing just how dangerous they can be.
Leandro stops at the bottom of the ramp, and roars out to his opponent,
before circling the ring stalking up the ringside steps]
JP: Leandro is a savage animal, folks.. There's just no telling what to
expect when he's in this ring.
Sully: Well Gutter Rat ain't exactly a pushover, we all know that.. Leandro
is gonna have is plate full, no doubt!
[The Beast steps over the top rope, as his music fades out.. Only to be
replaced by "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nailz! The crowd go into an
eruption of boos, as El Mexicano Conena whips his bloodshot eyes around to
the entrance ramp. Gutter Rat doesn't even budge, as though he knew all
along..]
Sully: The man is here to set things straight!
JP: What is Ed Johnson coming out for, this match is about to start?
[Johnson walks out with a cheeky smile, but instead of addressing the fans
or the warriors in the ring.. He simply heads straight to the announce
booth. He points at Leandro, mouthing the words "I've got my eye on you" and
takes a seat alongside John Pilkington and Tim Sullivan. Fixing a headset
over his baseball cap, Johnson turns to both JP and Sully]
JP: Well, I guess we've got a guest commentator for this match, ladies and
gentlemen..
Ed Johnson: That's right, JP.. I wanna see this one through to the end. And
rest assured that the Corporation are nearby keeping an eye on this match, so
Leandro better keep his wits about him.
Sully: "Big" Ed Johnson, it's great to have you down here! Maybe you can
show this rookie next tome a thing or two about commentary! Hah!
JP: ......
[The Beast takes his eyes from Johnson, and finds Gutter Rat standing back
now against the far corner. Staring out through his leather mask, he hears
the sound of the starting ring bell, and awaits Leandro.. The crowd buzz
loudly, as El Mexicano Condena slaps a massive hand against his chest and
and roars wildly across the ring at The Rat Bastard. Gutter Rat tilts his
head to the side, before taking two strides out from the corner and meeting
The Beast with some right hands! The crowd get loud as the two brutes
exchange punches, neither one slowing down.. The fists fly back and forth,
as Leandro backs Gutter Rat against the ropes. The Beast throws some viscous
elbows into the side of the head, before clubbing The Rat Bastard directly
on the top of his skull! The Rat takes a knee, but uses the opportunity to
ram his shoulder straight up into the ribs of Leandro! He repeats a couple
more times, as The Beast doubles over.. Gutter Rat clutches Leandro by the
hair, and brings the big mans forehead straight into the turnbuckle. His
head ricochets off the padding, and Gutter Rat swings him around. The crowd
get loud with "Woooooooo!" chants, as The Rat Bastard wastes no time in
chopping away at Leandro's chest! Once, twice, three times..]
Sully: Gutter Rat's taking control!
Ed Johnson: He knows Leandro's weakness, and he's taking advantage.. That's
the quality of my soldiers, JP. Thats the quality of my vision, The Corporation.
JP: What? I didn't say anything! Let's get back to the action.. Looks like
Leandro's turning the tides on your "soldier".
[Sure enough, after the fifth chop across the chest, something snaps inside
Leandro and he roars into the masked face of Gutter Rat before clasping both
claws around his neck, and lifting the Rat Bastard up off the ground! The
Beast takes a few steps, his rage-filled face staring up into Gutter Rats,
and just slams his body against the canvas! The crowd rumble with the
impact, as Gutter Rat arches his back in agony. Leandro peels his opponent
off the mat, and clubs his spine as he does.. The Beast attempts a short-arm
clothesline, but his huge arm swings through air.. Ducking, Gutter Rat finds
himself behind Leandro and instantly locks in a blatantly illegal choke
hold. The NLR official rushes over, and attempts to pry his arms off
Leandro.. The Mexican Convict's scarred face tightens as he struggles for
air. Finally, Gutter Rat breaks the hold and threatens to hit the referee,
causing him to flinch backwards.]
JP: What sportsmanship there.
Sully: Don't be sarcastic around Ed Johnson, JP! Have some more respect!
Ed Johnson: There's nothing wrong with a bit of rule bending, now is there?
He's just using every
asset to get the job done, and put another win in the column of SEINC...
[Leandro brings both arms up to his throat, as The Rat Bastard spins him
around. A few fists are exchanged, and Gutter Rat backs Leandro against the
ropes.. Irish whip to the other side, and Gutter Rat throws a clothelines
into the enormous frame of Leandro. He doesn't budge. Gutter Rat tries
another clothesline, but Leandro meets him with a huge Shoulder Block that
sends his opponent off his feet! Gutter Rat crashes to the mat, staring up
at Leandro.. The Beast reaches down to tear Gutter Rat from the mat, but is
met with a rake to the eyes! El Mexicano Condena steps back a few, holding
his eyes and trying to regain his vision.. And never sees the running knee
lift that causes him to double over! Gutter Rat clubs the back of Leandro,
sending him to his knees. Clutching the long, blackened hair of Leandro
tightly, The Rat Bastard nails him with some rough right fists to the
forehead! The crowd "oooh", as the punches look all too real.. Still
clutching a fistful of hair, Gutter Rat drags Leandro to the ropes and
climbs through them. On the ring apron, The Rat Bastard uses the ropes to
blatantly choke The Beast! Pulling Leandro's neck awkwardly through the
cables, the referee starts the five count.. One.. Gutter Rat holds the neck
in place.. Two.. He tightens the hold.. Three.. The Rat Bastard throws in a
couple elbows for good measure.. Four.. The hold is released. The crowd boo
Gutter Rat's illegal action, and the official yells for him to get back
inside the ring. Through his mask, Gutter Rat sneers at the referee.]
JP: The Beast looks to be short of breath after that illegal choke..
Ed Johnson: Illegal? I call it.. Resourceful!
Sully: Hah!
[Gutter Rat drops down from the ring apron, ignoring the referees calls, and
finds himself walking around ringside. The fans at the barrier reach out and
call abuse at The Rat Bastard, but he pays them no attention. Instead he
throws the ring apron up, and goes searching underneath! The crowd buzz for
the possible weapon, but the NLR official gets to ringside and starts
yelling at the emerging Gutter Rat. In one hand, he holds a thick 2x4 and
stares at the rising body of Leandro. Sliding under the ropes, he walks over
to The Beast, who hasn't yet seen him.. Brings the 2x4 back over his head--
But it gets ripped out of his hands by the referee!! Gutter Rat doesn't even
turn around, as the referee turns his back and drops the weapon to the
outside.. Giving The Rat Bastard the perfect opening. With the refs'
attention averted, Gutter Rat absolutely levels Leandro with a blatant
low-blow! He drives his forearm into the crotch of The Beast, and the big
man is down..]
JP: No! Come on!!
Sully: Getting the job done, JP!
Ed Johnson: You know the score, Sully..
[Gutter Rat ignores the heavy boos, and drops down for the pinfall.. The
unknowing referee has no choice but to slide into place.. One.. Two..
Kick-Out!! Leandro gets both shoulders off the mat, sending Gutter Rat off
his huge body! The Mexican Convict looks as crazed as ever, breathing
heavily like a caged animal.. Slowly he gets to his feet, obviously still
hurting from the nut-shot. Gutter Rat meets the rising Beast with some
forearms to the face, sending Leandro back into the 'buckle.. But The Beast
won't have it, throwing some wild fists into the skull of his opponent! He
flips Gutter Rat around, so he's backed into the turnbuckle, and just let's
loose with some furious head-butts! The crowd cheer along with every one, as
Gutter Rat's head rocks back with the force.. Leandro roars out to the fans,
before lifting The Rat Bastard up into a Bear Hug! Stepping around the ring,
constantly tightening the hold, Leandro crushes the torso of Gutter Rat!
After a good twenty seconds, The Beast ends the hold by driving Gutter Rat
into the canvas with a modified bearhug slam! He stays down for the cover..
One..Two.. Kick-Out!!]
JP: A bit close for comfort there, wouldn't you say, Ed?
Ed Johnson: I'd say stick to calling the match, JP..
[Leandro peels Gutter Rat from the mat.. Throws some shoulders into the
torso of Gutter Rat, and whips him against the ropes. He comes flying back,
and is met with a Military Press Slam! The fans get off their seats, as
Leandro brings the large body of Gutter Rat up above his head.. Holding him
there for a second or two, before The Rat Bastard becomes too much weight,
and slides back behind Leandro! Using the momentum, Gutter Rat runs Leandro
towards the ropes and guides the big man up and over! The massive body of
The Beast topples awkwardly over the top rope, and crashes into a heap down
below.. The Rat wastes no time in following suite, sliding underneath the
ropes. He throws some boots into the downed Leandro, before reaching two
hands down to lift his opponent up.. Backing Leandro against the ring
barrier, the ringside fans reach out and slap The Beast on the back, shout
abuse at Gutter Rat but can only watch as The Rat Bastard backs up.. And
runs shoulder first into the Mexican Convict! The ring barrier threatens to
break, bending back amazingly, and the fans get real loud. Leandro drops
down to the floor, but Gutter Rat keeps his head level. Throwing a few
viscous knees into the scarred face of The Beast, before walking over to the
ring steps.]
JP: Looks like things are about to get a little interesting..
[The NLR referee heads out to ringside, and shouts at Gutter Rat to leave
the ring steps alone. The Rat ignores him, but the referee threatens to
disqualify him! Without any warning, Ed Johnson rips his headset off, walks
around the commentary booth and spins the referee around! He talks closely
with the angered referee, and slips something into his hands, before walking
back to the announce booth with a satisfied smile on his face!]
JP: Did Ed Johnson just pay off the referee?
Sully: I don't know what he's done, but I think we're about to find out!
[Ed Johnson sits back down, and pulls the headset back on..]
JP: Now what the hell was that about?
Ed Johnson: It's called "No Disqualification's".. Consider this match No
Holds Barred from here on out!
Sully: Genius! You've done it again, Ed!
JP: I can't believe what I'm hearing..
[The referee watches on as Gutter Rat dislodges the steel steps, and sets
them up near Leandro's fallen body. Lifting The Beast up to his full height,
Gutter Rat is caught off guard when Leandro nails him with some brutal right
hands! The Mexican Convict smashes the masked head of Gutter Rat against the
barrier, and throws a brutal clothesline into the neck of The Rat Bastard!
The crowd rise to their feet, as Leandro backs up, roars out to the fans,
and charges his massive body into Gutter Rat!! The ringside fans find
themselves falling down, as The Beast breaks through the ringside barrier!!!
It falls apart, crashing around both Gutter Rat and Leandro, as they land on
the concrete at the fans feet!! A swarm of security guards gather, to stop
the fans crushing the bodies of both warriors.. And at the same time a 'Holy
Shit!" chant erupts through the arena!]
JP: Leandro just broke through the ring barrier!!
Sully: Is Gutter Rat still alive?!
[After a good thirty seconds of that, Leandro pulls Gutter Rat from the
wreckage, and heads over towards the steel steps. Dragging along the pained
body of his opponent, Leandro rams him against the turnpost. Gutter Rat
ricochets off the steel, and lands in a pile near the announce booth. The
camera switches to the face of Ed Johnson who looks to be unimpressed and
disappointed. The Beast stalks over to the commentary table, and glares
those bloodshot eyes at Johnson, before reaching down and picking the steel
steps up off the floor. The referee does nothing as The Mexican Convict
easily lifts the bulky steps up, and slides them underneath the bottom rope.
Taking his time, Leandro finally heads back towards Gutter Rat but is caught
off guard with a brutal shot to the face with the 2x4! The sound of wood
cracking against Leandro's skull sends the arena into a loud rumble. The
Beast stumbles back, resting his massive claw on the ring apron, but The Rat
Bastard is quick to smash the chunky wood against Leandro's ribs! A few
shots, and it sends the big man to one knee.. Gutter Rat swings the 2x4 back
over his head, but as he brings it down, Leandro strikes an enormous fist up
and just breaks the 2x4 in half with his bare knuckles!!]
JP: Oh my god! The strength of the Beast!!
Ed Johnson: Shit..
Sully: My sentiments exactly..
[The shards of wood drop to the floor, and the crowd get real loud with
cheers. We hear the distinct "Leandro! Leandro!" chant rock on, as Gutter
Rat tosses the wood away and the two exchange some fast and furious punches!
Gutter Rat gains the upper hand, as Leandro feels the effects of the 2x4
shots, and throws The Beast's head straight into the announce booth. The two
commentators step back, and Ed Johnson is close to follow, as Gutter Rat
clears the monitors! The crowd get louder with excitement, and Gutter Rat
keeps Leandro at bay by raising some knees high into his chest..]
JP: Looks like we're about to get some up close action, folks..
Ed Johnson: Leandro is about to find out what happens when you mess with my
Corporation.. When you try to vanquish MY dream!
Sully: Good night, El Mexicano Condena!
[Gutter Rat breathes heavily through his mask, and adjusts Leandro in
position for a suplex. Looking over his shoulder, The Rat Bastard doesn't
pay any attention to the chorus of boos surrounding him.. Instead he
concentrates on trying to actually lift this giant..]
JP: Suplex the Mexican Convict? Now I've seen everything!
Sully: Get ready to feel the Earth rumble with this impact, JP!
[Gutter Rat clutches the pants, and goes to lift Leandro off the ground..
But he can't! It's like trying to move a monstrous boulder! The Rat Bastard
throws some more punches to the mid section of Leandro, and tries again..
Once more, no success! The crowd start to rile behind Leandro, cheering for
him as Gutter Rat looks to try one last time.. But before he can even
attempt, The Beast breaks the hold and just brings the face of Gutter Rat
hard down into his knee! The Rat Bastard reels back, using the announce
table as support, and clutching his masked face. Before he realizes Leandro
has one powerful claw wrapped around his throat! Gutter Rat struggles, but
it's no use.. With one swift motion, Leandro lifts the monster known as
Gutter Rat off the ground and just drives him through the announce table
with a huge Chokeslam!! The table shatters, Gutter Rat's body doesn't move,
and the crowd go crazy with applause!]
JP: The Beast taking advantage of the No DQ ruling now, and turning the
tables on The Rat Bastard!
Ed Johnson: Not if I have anything to do with it..
[As Leandro heads into the ring, stepping over the top rope, "Big' Ed
Johnson crouches down over the broken body of Gutter Rat and slips something
into his hands. Whispering to him, Johnson stays down until the referee
walks over.. Standing up with a smug grin, Johnson stares at El Mexicano
Condena and signals the end! The Beast's scarred face stays emotionless, as
he turns his bloodshot eyes from Johnson to the rising Gutter Rat. The Rat
Bastard slides under the ropes, as Leandro awaits like a caged bull on the
other side of the ring.. Walking over to Gutter Rat, Leandro nails him with
a kick to the gut, before putting him in position for a Powerbomb. The crowd
get loud, as El Mexicano Condena spots the steel steps on the other side of
the ring! Walking Gutter Rat over towards them, Leandro once again puts him
in Powerbomb position. Nodding his head, and staring down at the unforgiving
steel steps!]
Sully: He's gonna powerbomb Gutter Rat into the steps! That could cripple
him!
JP: I don't think I wanna watch this, Sully.. This is a career ending move
right now.
[Leandro puts his arms down, ready to heave Gutter Rat up, but The Rat
Bastard suddenly nails Leandro with a low-blow! The referee sees the blatant
low blow, but cannot do a thing about it, as The Beast winces in a pain
every male has the displeasure of knowing. The Rat Bastard uses the position
to his advantage, and amazingly back body drops the massive Leandro! Sending
him hurtling over, his enormous body landing down hard onto the steel
steps!! Gutter Rat turns his masked face around, and watches as El Mexicano
Condena's spine crashes into the steel.. The crowd "Oooooooh!"
sympathetically, while The Beast rolls off the steps, clutching his back. A
world of torment is expressed on that battle-scarred face, but Gutter Rat
doesn't stop there, instantly going down for the pinfall..]
Sully: He could have it!
[The ref slides down.. One.. Two.. Th-Kick-Out!! Gutter Rat slaps his hand
against the mat, and reaches out grabbing the official by the scruff of his
shirt.. Inaudible words are yelled through the mask, and the referee looks
in fear of his life. Gutter Rat tosses the ref away, and turns his attention
back to Leandro. Still pained by the steps, The Beast winces, but soon finds
himself gagging on the sweaty fingers of The Rat Bastard! A sudden Mandible
Claw, and El Mexicano Condena thrashes his enormous body wildly.. Like the
savage animal he is, he finds that extra rage and slaps two hands around the
neck of Gutter Rat! Both men rise up to their feet in this position, Gutter
Rat trying to send The Beast to sleep with the Mandible Claw and Leandro
trying to choke the life outta The Rat Bastard! The crowd get loud, loving
every minute, and wanting this match to go on.. Leandro overpowers Gutter
Rat in a matter of seconds, and lifts him up by his throat! But The Rat
Bastard won't let go of the Mandible Claw!! Cameras flash, as the two titans
hold this position for a good twenty seconds! Leandro suspending Gutter Rat
high in the air by his neck, but the fighting spirit of Gutter Rat won't let
up!]
JP: This is just amazing!!
Ed Johnson: That's why Gutter Rat is in SEINC, JP! He never says
die!
[Finally, The Beast chomps down on the fingers of Gutter Rat drawing blood
and causing him to remove his hand all together! Leandro spits a mouthful of
blood onto the canvas, and drives Gutter Rat hard down into the mat with a
brutal Throat Slam! He rolls over for the pinfall, as the crowd count along
with the referee.. One.. Two.. Th-Kick-Out!! Gutter Rat rolls Leandro off,
and reaches down into his clothing for something. Leandro doesn't notice, as
he stands up and roars out to the crowd, bending the top rope down with two
massive claws! Without warning, The Beast tears the top half of his prison
uniform to shreds, and signals for the Convict Suicide! The crowd get to
their feet, as The Beast stalks his opponent, shouting for him to rise in
Spanish.. After a few seconds, Gutter Rat groggily gets to his feet, and as
Leandro walks over, preparing to lock in his finisher.. The Rat Bastard
turns around and drives something into the chest of Leandro!]
JP: No!!
Ed Johnson: Yes..
[The crowd get loud as they join Gutter Rat in watching Leandro get
electrified with the taser in the hands of The Rat Bastard! Taking a page
out of Claudio Turbines book, Gutter Rat keeps the taser on The Beasts
chest, continuing the painful experience! After a good couple of seconds,
The Rat turns the taser off and the lifeless body of El Mexicano Condena
drops to the canvas like a sack of concrete! The crowd boo tremendously, as
The Rat Bastard tosses the taser out of the ring.. And looks down on the
broken body of Leandro. Gutter Rat drops down, and makes the cover..
Twisting his head around to make sure the referee is doing his job.. One..
Two.. Thre-Kick-Out!! The crowd rise and get louder than ever with cheers,
as The Beast kicks out of the pinfall!! Gutter Rat can't believe it, but
nowhere near as much as Ed Johnson can't..]
JP: The Beast has kicked outta the pin!! Leandro was stunned, but he kicked
out at 2 and seven eighths!! This is absolutely incredible!!
Sully: No! He's meant to be down and out!!
JP: Not tonight, my friend! Looks like El Mexicano Condena has built up some
type of immunity to the good ol' taser trick! Unlucky for snakes like
Claudio Turbine..
Ed Johnson:.....
[The shocked face of Ed Johnson says it all. Gutter Rat smashes his fist
against the mat, and rises up, breathing heavily. He backs off to the corner
of the ring, and awaits Leandro to stand.. Signaling that the end is near,
and that the Sin City Trainwreck is going to get the win, Gutter Rat stares
out from behind his leather mask at the rising Leandro. The Beast needs the
aid of the ropes, as he climbs his massive, tattooed body upwards, unaware
of the stalking Gutter Rat behind him. The crowd buzz as The Rat Bastard
watches Leandro slowly turn around.. The Rat runs across the ring, and
attempts the gore-like maneuver-- But no!! The Beast dodges at the last
moment, and Gutter Rat comes crashing into the steel ringpost!!! The crowd
get loud, as the sound of Gutter Rat's shoulder cracking against the solid
steel echoes around the arena.. He drops down, and El Mexicano Condena
circles the ring, shouting out to his fans and smashing his claws against
his tattooed chest!]
JP: What a backfire!! I think it's all over for The Rat Bastard!
Ed Johnson: No one cares what you think, the Corporation are still going to
make an example of The Beast.. No matter what the outcome, you can believe that!
JP: What do you mean by that?
Ed Johnson: Just keep your eyes on that ring, and do your job.
[Leandro holds both hands out, roaring for Gutter Rat to stand.. He finally
does, using the buckle to aid him up.. With his back towards The Beast, he's
in perfect position for the Convict Suicide! And within seconds, Leandro
lunges forwards and wraps both huge arms around the body of Gutter Rat! In
reverse bear-hug position, the crowd rise to their feet and cameras flash
all around the stands.. Stepping out from the turnbuckle, The Beast roars
out, before drilling the body of The Rat Bastard deep into the canvas with a
force so powerful it sends Leandro back onto his feet!! Gutter Rat lies
there motionless, as the crowd cheer on wildly, chanting "Leandro!
Leandro!".]
JP: Convict Suicide! Convict Suicide!!
Sully: No! This has gotta be the end!
[The Mexican Convict stares down at the broken body of Gutter Rat with
intensity, and shakes his head from either side suddenly. The effects from
the taser not completely worn off yet. The Beast breathes heavy, as he drops
his enormous body down, rolls Gutter Rat over and places both hands on
either shoulder of Gutter Rat. The referee slides down, as Leandro stares
deep into his opponents eyes, pinning his shoulders down with his claws..
One.. Two.. Three!!!!]
JP: He's done it! Leandro has just chalked up another win, and proven why
he's so damn dominant in the Next Level Revolution!!
Sully: Yeah, well don't start the party too early, JP.. 'Cause it ain't over
yet!
[As Leandro steps up from Gutter Rat, and his music begins, he turns around
right into some crazy right hands by Insane Wayne! The Hardcore Legend
punches into the scarred face of The Beast, but finds himself on the
receiving end on some of those famous Leandro fists himself! Ed Johnson
removes his headset, and walks around to ringside staring up at the two
colliding. It's not long before President Steven Douglas walks confidently
down the ramp, and heads into the ring, joining Insane Wayne in putting the
beatdown on Leandro. Together they prove to be a tough challenge for The
Beast, belting into him from either side, but Leandro does his best to stay
on two feet. Steven Douglas bounces off the ropes, and nails The Mexican
Convict with a rough clothesline that doesn't knock the big man down! Insane
Wayne does the same, sending Leandro back a step, but that's about it.
Another follows by The Enervator, but Leandro still won't be taken down.
Both Douglas and Insane Wayne nod to each other, before both running at The
Beast! The double clothesline does the job, taking El Mexicano Condena off
his feet!! Once down, both Douglas and Insane Wayne lay the boots in,
relentlessly attacking Leandro like a pack of hyenas.]
JP: This is just wrong, Sully.. This is a four on one attack now.
[Ed Johnson has indeed made his way into the ring, and begins to put some of
his own boots into Leandro! The crowd shower the men with boos, cheering for
their hero to get up and punish them. But suddenly, the face of Big Ed
Johnson drops, as he catches out of the corner of his eye movement up the
ramp! Running down at full speed, are a small cavalry of NLR Superstars
rushing to the aid of The Beast!! The crowd get louder than ever, as Troy
Knight, Scotty Heart, Fear and Sinnocence all slide into the ring..]
JP: Yes! Justice is being served right now, folks!
Sully: Now this is just unfair, come on!
[Knowing that the numbers are against them, all three men drop out of the
ring before any damage can be done. Steven Douglas orders Insane Wayne and
Ed Johnson to pull Gutter Rat from the ring, and as they do, The Rat Bastard
regains some sense.. Joining his fellow stable-mates in shooting the group
inside the ring some hate-filled glares. The crowd buzz as Troy Knight and
Scotty Heart stand at the ropes, pointing at them and calling them back into
the ring. Fear and Sinnocence check on Leandro, but The Beast doesn't look
pleased to see them. El Mexicano Condena resists their help, and gets to his
feet by himself. The hardened, battle-scarred face of The Beast stares up
the ramp at the Corporation. Rage in those bloodshot eyes, as he stands
behind the four warriors who came to save him from more carnage. The five in
the ring watch as the four backing up the ramp, shake their heads and Steven
Douglas loudly proclaims "This is my fed.. My fed!"]
JP: What a turn of events!
Sully: The Corporation were thinking smart, that's all! Getting outta that
ring, but the damage to Leandro has already been done, JP!
JP: They ran scared, and you know it!
Sully: Well.. Agree to disagree.
JP: Our Main Event!!!
Sully: Yeah, and it's so great that it involves Claudio Turbine!! Who better than the "Team Leader" in the NLR... This guy has proven to be a leader on camera and off camera...
JP: Are we even on the same show?
Sully: And he's going to be in for a HUGE fight as Johnson has him booked in a Last Man Standing 'Gauntlet' Match...
Jackie Frazier: The following Contest is scheduled as a Last Man Standing Gauntlet match... Introducing first, representing the Next Level Revolution, He is the undisputed Legacy Champion, Claudio Turbine!!!
[The camera pans to the NLRtron and shows the image of a mirror... The words "Reflection of Perfection" scan across the mirror and then the image of Claudio Turbine is shown before the mirror shatters into a million pieces. "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin hit's the air waves with authority.]
You, my friend, you're a lot like them, But I cut your line and you know I did, Now I'm lost in you, Like I always do and I'd die to win, Cause I'm born to lose
[Claudio Turbine leaps from behind the curtain and lands on the top of the ramp way, he smirks. He extends his arms out to the side of his body with black and gold sparks coming from the top of the entrance way and shooting up from the bottom of it. The camera pans down to his waist revealing the Legacy Championship.. He pats the gold and the fans erupt in a mixture of boo's and cheer's as Claudio mouths the words "Reflection..." and some of the crowd screams back "OF PERFECTION!" as he begins to make his way down the ramp.]
Firefly could you shine your light, Now I love your ways, cause they're just like mine, Now I'm justified, as I fall in line, And it's hard to try, when you're open wide
[Claudio stops at ringside looking inside the ring and then he takes a step back before running forward and leaping up onto the ring apron, not wasting any time he flips over the ropes entering the ring and spinning in a circle with his arms out to the sides... he quickly runs up to the tower/ladder leaping on top of it. He bows his head down and slowly raises it, pointing to the fans with one hand as he slowly rises into a standing position on the turnbuckle post...He smirks and slaps his hands across his chest three times before slowly extending his arms out to the side screaming "THE REFLECTION" now the fans are really into it as the majority of them scream back "OF PERFECTION!"...Claudio removes his Legacy Championship from around his waist and holds it high into the air with one hand, pointing to himself with his other mouthing off as the flashes in the arena go off like crazy.....]
Bring me your enemies Lay them before me, and walk away, walk away, walk away. Firefly could you shine your light, Now I love your ways, cause they're just like mine, Now I'm justified, as I fall in line, And it's hard to try, when you're open wide
[Claudio hops down and removes his sunglasses, that surprisingly stayed on his face during the flip and he hands them to the ring attendant. He hands the Legacy Championship to the referee, but not without hesitating first... The referee takes the title and Claudio goes over to the turnbuckle post lifting himself up and sitting on it, awaiting his opponents.]
Jackie Frazier: And now, the First Entrant representing WorldWide Entertainment Wrestling welcome to NLR arena, "HITMAN" ROB BURNS!!!
JP: The Hitman, in an NLR arena, who would have ever thought....
Sully: The fans, about a week ago, when the announcement was made...
JP: Shut up...
[ The fans boo as the music starts, and out walks not the "Hitman" Burns that has adored and entertained wrestling audiences for quite a few years, but what appears to be a an old woman scooting down to the ring with a cane... The NLR fans go nuts, knowing that while this main event is just the opprotunity to take another pot-shot at a "legitimised" Federation, that it should prove to be quite entertaining nonetheless...
Turbine is pacing looking somewhat confused as "Burns" is escorted up into the ring by staff, and she trips going through the ropes... Turbine takes the mic as the Hitman? gets herself settled... ]
Claudio Turbine: Johnson, You can't be serious about this can you?
[ The woman walks up to Turbine, standing about nose to chin... ]
Sully: The two are literaly chest to knees!!!
JP: You know, I'm really getting fed up with the booking around here...
Sully: Shhhh
Claudio Turbine: I mean look at this... Five of WEWs greatest draws? And I have to beat them all? It's like...
[ Smack!!!
Turbine cracks the mic into Burns head, and she drops the cane and falls to the floor... The legacy Champion circles the ring after dropping the mic, taunting his first opponent, taunting her to rise... The fans are booing Turbine, they begin cheering for the old lady, this agitates Claudio, who points to a fat kid at ringside and yells at him to shut up as the kid gives him the finger... Claudio walks over, and picks up Burns slowly, and hits her forhead with a closed fist... She goes down in a clump... Claudio smirks his trademark, and walks back over, and picks her up again, and grabs the mic as she wobbles on her feet, now busted open and bleeding the crimson river... ]
Claudio Turbine: I don't know much about that Ben Harlum guy, but surley it's not going to be this simple... Had I known that, I may have kept my booking dates there for Johnson... Needless to say, it's going to take more than Burns and his saggy breasts to take me out...
[ He sets Burns up, and delivers an irish whip, but the woman trips midway, colliding head first with the bottom of the ladder... The referee begins to count... 10!!!
The referee calls for the next as Claudio taunts the crowd... ]
Claudio Turbine: C'mon, make it a challenge... Someone good this time... I ain't got all night, and that first opponent took alot out of me....
Sully: This is By far the funniest thing I've ever seen...
JP: In all my years, I've never been so disgusted....
Jackie Frazier: The next WEW Superstar, coming to the ring, at this time, please welcome.... THUNDER BULL!!!!
[ The lights go out, as a figure appears on the rampway... The dark lights flicker to life, highlighting the day-glow paint on, you guessed it, another geriatric old woman... The glowing paint is matched by day-glo tape on her hover-around scooter, as she is escorted to the ring, by staff, passing " Burns" who, unlike the REAL Hitman, is on the way out...
Turbine, in the ring, looks bemused, as staff help the "Bull" into the ring, hover-around and all... Turbine walks around the ring, sizing up the new/oldcommer... ]
JP: I've called many a ThunderBull Match, and Dare I say it? That is NOT ThunderBull!!!
Sully: It could be John, and boy, if it is, has SHE let herself go....
Claudio Turbine: Nice wheels there Bull... What's the matter? Crack a hip diving off some scary middle rope or something? Well, it'll all be over soon enough...
[ The ThunderBull runs over in her shopping scooter, and rams Turbines shin, causing him to drop his mic... He hops in on one foot, then stops... A look of sheer disgust creeps across his face, and he slaps ThunderBull, almost causing her to sit up straighter than she has in years... He then places a boot on the scooter, toppling it, and rider to the mat, as he laughs... ]
JP: That Claudio Turbine is one Ego-Maniacal Son sof a snake, in my opinion!!!
Sully: Looks like some of the fans agree there John, but not I... We're must-see to believe T.V. in the making, there is no more "cutting edge", than the NLR....
[ ThunderBull is pinned under the scooter, but it's easily removed by the top dog in the NLR... He ligts ThunderBull to her feet, checking to see if she's allright, walking her over to the corner, paying close attention to verify she's fine... They reach the corner... Claudio begins to help her up the ladder... Up a rung, up, up another... ThunderBull is high up for the crowd to see, as Turbine crawld to the outside of the ladder, and climbs up from behind... Once up there, he taunts the fans a little before grabbing the Bull, not by the horns, but instead, by the back of the head, as he shoves her off the ladder... ]
JP: Oh My God!!! Somebody call a paramedic!!
Sully: Guess ThunderBull isn't as spry as once thought now, is he?
JP: Ed Johnson and Claudio Turbine are two of the most Dastardly, despicable men I've ever met in my life!!!
[ Being pushed over, Thunderbull managed a really nasty looking swanton to the mat... Luckily, she just missed the scooter...
Proving his Championship mettle, Turbine is quick back into the ring... He picks up the mic, and walks over to her, yelling at her to get up... ]
ThunderBull: I CAN'T!!! OWWWW I THINK MY HIP IS BROKEN!!!
Claudio Turbine: Referee...
[ The count begins... ... 10!!!
The referee calls for the next as Claudio continues to verbally assault the crowd... ]
Jackie Frazier: The third member from Team WEW, coming to the ring at this time, ROB ARSON!!!
JP: Well I bet it's not!!!
[ Rob Arson it isn't, as a hugely overweight samoan woman begins to waddle down to the ring... ]
Sully: See John, it is too!!!
[ Turbine doesn't wait for Arson3 to get to the ring, He meets her about 1/2 way and begin pounding on her... Her immense girth shakes with each blow, as the Legacy Champion continues to hammer about her... She grabs him by the head and goes to headbutt him... He looks stunned that his blows didn't have much effect... He runs twards the ring, dazed, and Arson slowly follows suit.. Turbine hops up to the ring apron, and into the ring he goes... Arson, the woman, climbs up the ring, but Turbine flys from the other side of the ring and hits her with a dropkick sending her flat on her back, on the concrete below... ]
JP: That can't be good...
Sully: Ha Ha, Arsons' like a turtle!!! He can't get up!!!
[ As Turbine stands in the ring, looking over the top rope, the referee counts out the waddling on her back Arson... He reaches the 10 count, then security helps her up slowly, and then to the back... ]
JP: This has been the biggest mockery in the NLR that I've ever seen...
Sully: I don't think so... You remember Fatty Kessler?
JP: Ok, well second biggest..
Sully: Mike Miller?
JP: Just call the damn match allready!!
Jackie Frazier: The Fourth competitor from Worldwide Entertainment Wrestling, please welcome JOHNNY KARAGIOUS!!!
Sully: Well, here she comes again!!!
JP: ...
[ A haggard looking woman appears on the rampway with a bat in hand... She hobbles down to the ring... And Turbine is laughing and another asshole chant begins.. ]
Sully: Wow!! Looks like Karagious has gone to hell since we last saw him on NLR TV..
JP: IT WAS LAST WEEK!!! AND THAT IS NOT KARAGIOUS, ITS A 70 YEAR OLD WOMAN!!!
Sully: Sure it is, and if that's the case, how'd a 70 year old woman become #1contender for the WEW title?
[ Turbine drops to one knee, taking the swinging bat out of Karagious' hands, and bends her over his knee and begins paddling Karagious like a red headed stepchild... The fans boo as Karagious flails and flounders and Turbine stand up, and uses the bat to begin choking her out... Again Karagious is flailing and floundering at the might that has become Claudio Turbine and the NLR.... She looks just about to slump, as Claudio drops her to the mat... A 10 count later, and The Legacy Champion has barely broken a sweat, showing us all why he IS the Reflection Of Perfection.... ]
Sully: You know I almost think he lasted longer this week than he did last week versus Sinn !!!
Jackie Frazier: The final opponent from WEW please give an NLR welcome to FLASHMAN!!!
[ A hooded figure appears on the rampway, as the pyros go off, the figure tries unsuccessfully to flip the hood back so Flashman pulls the hood back... True story, it's not Flashman, but an old wrinkled woman, and lo and behold, she starts walking to the ring, mic in hand... ]
Flashman: Listen here Claudio Turbine... You will Never, NEVER set foot in a WEW ring!!! Ever!!! Ever!!! You hear me you big Pussy!!!
[ She enters the ring, and Turbine pounces her with a vengance, The hooded jacket, stripped and flung into the crowd... The mic goes flying, and the replica belt falls to the mat... Turbine suplexes the woman and upon her impact, her teeth pop out of her mouth, and Turbine picks up the mic as he stomps on them, and kicks the pieces of the dentures to the floor... ]
Sully: You see that, he just knocked the WEW Champions teeth right out of his head!!!
JP: I'm done here.. This is inane!
[ Turbine walks over to the corner, and lets the referee count, as Flashman has proved to be nothing else besides Legacy Champion Roadkill....]
Jackie Fraizer: The Winner of this match, and STILL NLR LEGACY CHAMPION, CLAUDIO TURBINE!!!!
Sully: Claudio has done it! He's beaten five WEW guys!
JP: ... You're an idiot.
[Claudio stands on top of the ladder and raises his Legacy Championship high into the air... All of a sudden the fans rise from their seats as Kyle Bauer runs down the ramp way and slides into the ring. Claudio Turbine hops down and Bauer immediately attackes with rights and lefts catching the Living Legacy off guard. He slams Claudio against the turnbuckle post and starts kicking him in his mid-section. Claudio tries to fight back, but Bauer is too much for him.]
Sully: Son of a bitch!
JP: Get 'em Bauer! Get that asshole!
Sully: ....
[Bauer reaches down and picks Claudio up whipping him against the ropes, but before Claudio can come bouncing back he wraps his arms in the ropes and drops rolling out the ring. Bauer charges and screams challenging Claudio to get back into the ring, but Claudio waves his hands in front of his waist and then points to his temple with a smirk on his face.]
JP: What...? Everytime Claudio does that... something bad happens...
Sully: Wow... that was a fifth grade sentence.
[Bauer looks around wondering how Claudio out smarted him, and he soon gets his answer as a large man slides into the ring. Bauer turns towards the man and the man levels him with a huge clothesline almost taking his head off. Claudio laughs and slaps his knee as the large man reaches down picking Bauer up to a standing position. The man then places both hands around Bauer's neck lifting him up and slamming him down with a huge double chokeslam.]
Sully: Ha ha!
JP: Who the hell is that?!?!
[Claudio walks up the steel steps clapping his hands together with a smile on his face. He enters the ropes and grabs a microphone from the time keeper.]
Claudio Turbine: Meet my new hired muscle.
[The man smirks and stares down at Kyle Bauer who's holding his lower back in pure pain.]
Claudio Turbine: Since I'm the Legacy Champion... I know I have a bulls eye on my chest. And since Joshua Payne couldn't be up to par I had to go searching for someone else. And now I've found the perfect help.
[The man nods his head.]
Claudio Turbine: Gustavo Hernandez!
JP: Gustavo Hernandez...?
Sully: Yea! Gustavo Hernandez! I heard he served some time with Leonardo.
JP: LEANDRO!
Sully: Same shit.
Claudio Turbine: Pick him up Gustavo.
[Gustavo reaches down and wraps one massive hand around the neck of Bauer picking him up to his feet. Bauer struggles to maintain his balance as Gustavo grabs him holding him up.]
Claudio Turbine: You think you're going to take this from me?!
[Claudio shoves the Legacy Championship into Bauer's face.]
Claudio Turbine: Do you honestly think you stand a chance?! You're out your damn mind kid! This is the closest you'll ever be to the Legacy Championship...
[Claudio takes a few steps back before lunging forward and smashing the Legacy Championship into the face of Kyle Bauer knocking him back down to the mat... blood trickles out from his forehead as Gustavo laughs.]
JP: Stop this!
Sully: Let them go!
[Claudio looks at the Legacy Championship and holds it high above his head as Gustavo lands a swift kick to the face of Bauer making sure he stays down... Claudio grabs Gustavo by his shoulder and gives him a head nod signaling for him to stop... Gustavo nods back and backs away from the fallen challenger. Claudio places his foot on Bauer's chest and nods his head to Gustavo. Gustavo drops and does the three count as if he were a referee.
1...2.....3!!
Gustavo waves to the time keeper... the time keeper rings the bell..."Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin hits as Claudio laughs sadistically... Gustavo looks down at Kyle Bauer and reaches down picking him limp body up from the canvas. He runs and tosses Bauer over the top rope. Bauer's body slams against the outside canvas as Claudio climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his arms high into the air. Gustavo points at his boss as we fade to black.]
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