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The feed goes live from the pre show in the Acer Arena... "High Voltage" by Linkin Park plays out over the crowd as they watch the after math of the Network title match aired on the pre show between Jesse Williams and Plague. Plague holds up the OWF Network title for a few more seconds before he, Angel, and Aphrodisia exit the ring and take a step on the ramp. "The new black" by Everytime I die hits over the PA system, causing the Imperium members to stop in their tracks and look to the stage. OWF Co Owner and President Chase Johnson steps out to a nice reaction from the fans who just seconds ago were booing. Prez CJ - Before you three walk up this ramp I have an announcement that concerns OWF Contender Elect! Burst - It's about fuckin time! Falcoon - Ahhooo! Welcome to High Voltage! Thank you for spending you hard earned 21 dollars on us tonight! Burst - You coulda bought 4 gallons of gass with that money! Falcoon - But they didn't! They chose us insted! Prez CJ - Tonight the fans here in Sydney Australia were given electronic tickets to vote and decide who contender elect will be... The votes are in... And Angel.. I think you'll like this... The winner of OWF Contender Elect is...... The fans are silent. CJ pauses and smiles at Angel then points to the ring. Prez CJ - JESSE WILLIAMS! A loud ovation from the fans rocks the arena! Jesse is slow to recover but reaches his feet and the fans get louder! Angel turns around and looks at Jesse in the ring. Jesse smiles and nods his head Angel, Plague, and Aphrodisia head up the ramp staring back down to the ring. Burst - Bull Shit! That shit is rigged! Fuck these fans! God I hate Aussies! Falcoon - Jesse Williams will finally get a title shot soon! Burst - He just lost his damn title! Falcoon - Thanks to Alexis Cage and Kaige who turned their backs on him! The camera's cut backstage where Thomas Chong is walking through the hallways looking all around him. He looks confused and lost with each step he takes. Suddenly a door opens on the side and out steps James Dunn. They stop for a second and stare at each other.. Chong - Woah man! Where am I? Dunn - Tommy my man... Your deep in the halls of the Acer Arena! And you are standing next to the "american draco" James Dunn! Chong - Ahhh man... You look familiar! Do I know you? Dunn - I... I just told! I'm James Dunn. You know... "The American Draco" Chong - Ahh cool! You're DDDrrraco man! Dunn - No no.. Tommy! I'm "American Draco" James Dunn Chong - Oh. ... Do I know you man? You look familiar? Dunn - Ugh... The two men pause.. James looks around irritated but bits his tongue. Chong looks suprised as he blurts out to break the silence. Chong - Hey man! Guess what I just found out?! James Dunn is here and he's Draco! Dunn - Nooo way!? Chong - Yeah mannnnn! Hey I gotta go, I'm supouse to be doing something and I have to figure it out. Dunn places his hands on his hips and shakes his head from side to side, he looks to the ground when suddenly from the side a blur comes across the screen and Dunn is pushes down to the floor with force! Falcoon - It's Rage! He's not waiting for the ring! He's starting the match now! Burst - Ring the bell! Falcoon - BO! You fat piece a shit! Put down that hoaggie and ring th... (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - Good job Bo! Dunn’s back bangs against the concrete wall. Rage moves forward to slam his foot into Dunn’s face. Dunn rolls out of the way and back up to his feet. The larger man swings his fist trying to take off Dunn’s head. Rage watches as Dunn ducks underneath the blow and jumps up hitting the top of his head into Rage’s chin. Rage stumbles back falling against a table. Falcoon - Wasn’t Rage dead? Burst - Eh, since when has OWF really cared about reality. Falcoon - Well...yeah...Damn you got a point there. Dunn presses the attack taking a coffee pot from the table and smashes it over Rage’s head. Rage is covered in glass and hot coffee. Rage’s head is busted open. He drops to his knees clutching his face. Dunn jumps up putting one foot on the table, he spins and lets his other foot slam against Rage’s head. Dunn lands on his feet going for the pin. Falcoon - It looks too early for a pin. Burst - Oh come on. This is a two out of three falls match. They will each score a quick pin and then the last one will take forever. Falcoon - Do you have a script? Burst - Just a rough draft with all these whackos things always change last minute. One! Two! KICKOUT! Rage throws Dunn off of him face covered in blood. Dunn backs off seeing Rage get to his feet. Rage reaches out grabbing Dunn and slamming him into a door. Rage pulls Dunn closer and does it again. This time the door opens and the two spill into a locker room. It is Rage’s locker room. Rage mounts Dunn looking to punish him with haymakers. Dunn holds his hands up and waves frantically. James Dunn - Hey! Wait! Dude! Seriously! LOOK! Rage looks over and sees Sarah soaking wet with a towel wrapped around her. Rage and Dunn stop there fighting and just stare over at the shocked Sarah. She clutches her towel with one hand and starts slapping Rage as hard as she can. Burst - Why can’t I ever get this lucky?! Falcoon - Because you are fat, old, disgusting, fat, and did I mention fat? Burst - I hope you swallow a knife. Sarah - Get the hell out of here! You perverts! Sick bastards! Rage gets shoved out of his own locker room leaving James Dunn lying on the floor looking up at her with a sheepish grin. James Dunn - Now that he is gone...How you doing, babe? Sarah screams and gives Dunn much the same treatment that she did Rage. Rage is standing outside the locker room rubbing his arm. Dunn comes out with a hand print on his face trying to soothe the pain by rubbing it. James Dunn - Crazy woman you got there. Rage - Yeah, tell me about it. James Dunn - It’s been real man, but I got shit to do. Rage - Ok, see you around. The two turns to go opposite ways. Dunn stops and looks back as Rage turns around and came to the realization that the match is still on. Burst - We have rocket scientists here. Falcoon - OWF is an equal opportunity employer. Plus, when you hire retards the government gives you money. Dunn runs down the hall as Rage is slowly gaining on him. The big man is moving trying to get his hands on James Dunn. Dunn reaches the curtain to the entrance way and runs through it. Rage does the same and looks out seeing the crowd, but no James Dunn. James Dunn is hiding behind some of the steel work on the entrance ramp. Dunn lunges forward hitting a chop block to the back of Rage’s knee. Rage falls to his back. Dunn gives him a few hard kicks until Rage rolls over. Dunn then takes the face down Rage and starts grinding his face into the steel of the rampway. Falcoon - Ahoooooooo! Burst - Ow! My goddamn ear! Why are you being so loud and obnoxious! Falcoon - There is blood. We are suppose to amp things up, remember? Burst - Not in my contract. Falcoon - It is in mine! AHOOOOOOOOO! Rage’s already bloodied face is now dripping with his own blood. He finds the strength to throw Dunn off of his back. Dunn gets back up to his feet as Rage is on his knees trying to catch his breath. Dunn tries to kick Rage in the face, but Rage just throws a hard fist into Dunn’s ankle. Dunn’s kick missed and he clutches his ankle. Rage grabs Dunn by the head and plants him with a DDT on the steel rampway. Falcoon - And now Dunn is taking a beating. Burst - Should we be cheering for him? Falcoon - I would normally say no, but his opponent is Rage. Rage grabs Dunn by the arm and starts leading him down the ramp. Dunn is having trouble standing and looks like he is seeing stars. Rage then Irish whips Dunn hard enough into the steel steps to knock the top layer off. Rage starts laying his heavy hands into Dunn. Falcoon - OH! Dunn is taking some hard shots! He is now laying on the steps still taking a pounding. Burst- And Rage isn’t done yet. He has those steel steps! I think Dunn is in some serious trouble. Rage has the steel steps over his head and screams bringing them down. Dunn is sandwiched between the two portions of steel steps. Dunn is laying on the steps still clutching his chest and abdomen. Burst - Ow. Just ow! Falcoon - R.I.P. James Dunn. You will be missed. Rage moves on top of him making the cover. One! Two! Three! Missy Janson - And the winner of the first fall of this match up is RAGE! A chorus of boos follow Miss Janson’s words. Rage shouts at the fans insulting all that he can see. James Dunn is still down and doesn’t look to be moving. Rage finally moves away from the fans and goes over to the time keeper to steal his chair. Falcoon - I think this match is over. Burst - I think James Dunn’s career is over! Rage grabs James Dunn and pushes him off of the steps and sets the chair up on the bottom portion of the steps. Rage picks up James Dunn and gives the cut throat sign. James Dunn gets hoisted up in a power bomb position by the bloodied Rage. James Dunn snaps back to life. He throws punches, weak punches, at Rage. Rage starts feeling them. James Dunn hammers more. Each punching getting more of a reaction from Rage. Burst - The fans are behind OWF’s 'American Draco'! He may be able to squirm away from this! Falcoon - Rage is too big! Too strong! TOO SOMETHING THAT DUNN ISN’T! James Dunn continues to fight. Rage grabs Dunn’s legs and starts to throw him down. Dunn squirms down and grabs Rage’s head. James hits a vicious DDT onto the opened chair placed on the steel steps. Rage hits the mass amounts of steel and just stays there. Dunn rolls away arching his back in pain. The fans are going nuts. Cheering on James Dunn. Willing him to make the cover. Falcoon - Screw it if Rage is too something that Dunn isn’t. Make the cover! Burst - Come on Dunn! You beat out all the other jobbers! Now, beat this one! Dunn moves inch by inch closer to Rage. He gets there and pushes Rage over draping his arm over the big man. The referee checks and drops down to make the cover. One! Two! Three! The bell rings again signifying a pin fall scored for James Dunn. Missy Janson - The winner of the second fall and tying up the match is none other than JAMES DUNN! Burst - All even here. One to one. The winner of the next fall takes a highly competitive match. Falcoon - I hate to agree with you, but I have to. These two aren’t the biggest names, but they are putting up a hell of a fight here tonight. After a few minutes the bloodied and broken bodies of both James Dunn and Rage make it to the ring. James Dunn found a wrench under the ring and Rage has the chair that his face broke. The two lean on their weapons more than have them ready to be used. Both panting and looking to be using the last bit of strength they have. Rage moves to swing at James Dunn with his dented and blooded chair. Dunn throws the wrench at Rage’s leg. Rage falls down clutching his leg. Dun starts to lay the boots in. Each time Rage gets up putting him back down with a hard stomp to the head or back. Burst - Wrench beats chair. Falcoon - Looks like Dunn beats Rage...again. Burst - OWF is showing reruns now? Dunn picks up Rage and throws him into the corner. Rage hits chest force and hangs there. Dunn rushes in and hits a hard body avalanche. Dunn doesn’t stop there. He pushes Rage up on the top turnbuckle facing the crowd. He slowly climbs the turnbuckle behind Rage. Falcoon - What in the hell!? Burst - Is he? Falcoon - He has Rage set up for Draco’s finisher The Hellacious. Burst - Dunn wants to prove 'American Draco' is the real Draco. Dunn slowly gets to the top almost out of energy. He jumps up wrapping his legs around Rage’s head. He is looking to hit the trademark reverse spike frankenstiener from Draco’s arsenal. Rage holds up and Dunn is hanging there. He pulls himself back up and Rage muscles him over to the front. Dunn is upside down in a tombstone piledriver position. Burst - 'American Draco' made a mistake. Falcoon - A big mistake! INCOMING! Rage takes off the top turnbuckle hitting a version of the Fatal Plunge. Rage drives James Dunn through the announcer’s table head first. The announcers duck and cover. The table is shattered into pieces. Dunn is down and out. Rage is down and out. The referee checks both men and sees Rage’s hand on top of Dunn’s chest. He makes the cover. One. Two. THREE! Missy Janson - Here is your winner with two falls....Rage! Falcoon - Rage really showed what he's got tonight! Burst - What's he got? A bad case of 'The Uglies'? Quickly the camera's come backstage to The Random Hero James Dunn's lockerroom. There he sits with a member of the OWF medical staff sewing him up across the forehead and containing the bloody wounds the best they possibly can. Theres a knock on the door, Dunn looks up with teary eyes and replies. Dunn - Go away! The door opens anyway and in walks OWF President Diamond Kid. You can hear the fans boo at his sight, he pretends it doesn't phase him as he approaches Dunn. Prez DK - Medic.. Give us a second. The medic nods and falls out of the picture. In the president's hands is a leather strap held upside down. Obviously a title belt. Dunn - What's this? James reaches for the belt to see exactly what title it is, but DK pulls it away from him. Suddenly Prez CJ steps in behind the two eating an apple. He munches out its juicy deliciousness and watches what is happening. Prez DK - Not so fast James! This belt is yours. But before I give this to you.. I gotta warn you. It's an inspirational title! It dates back to about 8 years ago! When Meaningless Violence Wrestling was at it's peak! In fact.. This title's first appearance was at MVW's first pay per view April Apostacy! Prez CJ - Holy Crap! Is that the... A section of hardcore wrestling fans can be heard chanting the MVW name, knowing what is to come. Prez DK - Shhh! Prez CJ - Sorry! Didn't mean to be a spoiler. I'll just munch on these LAYS POTATO CHIPS! "Betcha I can't eat just one!" He pulls out his bag and holds it up to the camera in a shameless plug. Prez DK - This title has been held by legends such as Union Jack.. Jim Doyle.. And even Darkstar! Prez CJ - No way? Darkstar? Prez DK - Yes way! Prez CJ - Humm! CJ uses DK's shirt to wipe off his greasy hands. DK turns and swats him away. Prez DK - DUDE! Stop it! Prez CJ - HEHEHE! CJ finishes the crums by holding the bag up to his mouth and crunching them down as DK speaks. Prez DK - James.. This title is a motivational tool. And buddy... It's yours until you win a match! James's smile instantly turns to a look of concern. You see his eyebrows lower and his eyes grow big. Slowly he reaches forward.... He pulls back afraid of what it could be. DK prods the title forward at Dunn then drops it in his lap. DK and CJ walk out of the lockerroom leaving James alone with his thoughts and his title. He takes a deep breath and flips it over..
Dunn - Crrrrrrrap. James's jaw drops as the camera goes back to ringside. Falcoon - HAHAHA It's the MVW LillyAss title! Burst - What the... Nooooo! Falcoon - Yes! DK brought back the LillyAss title! Let me be the first to say.. yessss! Burst - NOOOOOO! Is that duct tape on it? Falcoon - The LillyAss champion James Dunn! Heres how the title works. All traditional title rules are out the window! When you are LillyAss champion, the title is your burden until YOU get rid of it by winning a match! Once you win that match, the title becomes the loser's problem! Burst - God that's retarded! Falcoon - NO YOUUUUU ARE! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and a 3 on 1 handicap match! The mexican hat dance theme hits. The fans leap to their feet as the mexicans come out with energy! Missy Janson - Introducing first... The Triple.. blah blah blah whatever! .......The mexicans! They run down and slide in the ring at the same time. Missy Janson - There opponent... From The tacky scarlett stain between your moms thighs... Wait.. What? Falcoon - Is that even a place? Burst - Yeah I've been to the tacky scarlett stain between your mom's thighs! Falcoon - Oh... Hey WAIT A MINUTE! Missy Janson - Ali... Khadafi! His music hits and he walks down to the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The mexicans each take a corner. Ali darts to the corner where Ingles is standing.. He grabs Ingles around the waist.. Top rope belly to belly suplex! The other two mexicans look at each other and watch as Ali rolls over Ingles and places him in a submission move.. Falcoon - That's called Piss on your grave. AND it hurts. With Ingles held in the painful move Mucho Grasa siezes the oppertunity and leaps off the turnbuckle for a frog splash attempt. On the other side Comida leaps off with the same move.. Ali sees them both coming and rolls out of the way, he keeps the move hooked in on Ingles! Comida and Grasa bump heads on their way down and land on each other, knocking each other out... Ingles sees there is no hope and quickly taps! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.... Ali Khadafi! Burst - HAHAHAHA! Stupid mexicans! Falcoon - Khadafi is back and better then ever! Burst - Did you say better or blacker? Falcoon - Both? Burst - Hummm... We cut backstage where OWF reporter Sum Yung Ho is opening random doors. Ho - Alexis?? A voice screams and you see Jackie Kissens fall to the floor naked as Joseph Storm pushes her off him and leaps up towards the door. Storm - CAN'T YOU SEE WE ARE BUSY! Ho - I'm sorry! Sum Yung Ho chuckles as Storm slams the door in her face. She shrugs and heads towards the next door.. But the door she was just at pops open and Storm leans his head out.. Storm - Heeeyy.. Uhhh... You. Ho - Me? Storm - Yeeeeah. Hey listen.. Storm leans out the door a little more. Storm - Jackie was wondering if maybe you'd uhh... Like to join us? Ho is stunned as she stares at the shirtless Storm. Ho - Noooooo... No thanks. Storm - Your loss! Storm slams the door and Ho knocks on the next one... Ho - Helloo.... The door springs open and Plague steps out. Plague - Heeeeeyyyy.. How you doin? Ho - Is Alexis in there? Plague - Sooo uhh.. You from around these parts? Ho - Ugh... You're such a pig! Ho walks off disgusted and we head back to ringside. Falcoon - Is everyone obsessed with sex around here or what? Burst - Quit being jealous because you're the only one that doesn't get laid! Falcoon - Shut it! Sum Yung Ho was trying to get us the inside scoop on the Alexis Cage/Kaige turn on Jesse Williams earlier tonight. Burst - Being a cock block is what shes doin! Missy Janson - The WoW presents... The following contest is scheduled for a triple threat cage match! PA System - THE BITCH IS BACK!! Missy Janson - Introducing first... From Houston Texas.... Prissy! The lights dim as "GOING UNDER" by Evanescence blares throughout the arena. Prissy walks out from behind the entrance. She pauses slightly giving just enough time to breath in the crowds reactions as she walks to the ring. Falcoon - Is uh... Someone gonna lower the cage or what? Burst - Pffft.. Stupid technical diffaculties! The arena goes dim, only a red strobe light flickers towards the entrance. The chords to "The Fragile" begin. "She shines Missy Janson - Introducing next.. From Santa Barbara California... AnaStasia! A downpour of single-stemmed red roses begins from the rafters covering the entire arena. "fragile Anastasia emerges slowly from the curtain dressed in a pair of razor-cut denim jeans, a black tank top and black thigh-high boots and carrying a single stemmed red rose in her left hand while walking to the ring. she reads the minds of all the people as
they pass her by Anastasia steps onto the apron with the rose between her teeth, she stands gazing blankly to the crowd. We'll find the perfect place to go where
we can run and hide Taking the rose into her hand, Anastasia places the flower to her ebony colored lips kisses each peddle. it's something I have to do Anastasia tosses the rose into the crowd and awaits her opponent. Falcoon - Ana is the favorite in this match, but both of her opponents have been through some of the most brutal matches the world has seen! Missy Janson - Annnddd finally.. A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and a soft voice follows. PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street. Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once. PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Missy Janson - From Phoenix Arizona... Alexis Cage! Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd. PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.. The lights continue to strobe around the arena, fading out with each hit of the bass drum, they look for something as the fans rise to their feet. PA System - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde! The fans give a mix reaction waiting for Alexis to arrive... Slowly the cage begins to descend upon the ring... PA System - And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.... The spotlight dies and everything is silent in the arena, all but the sounds of cheering fans. Seconds pass before the spotlight shines onto the top of the cage. ...Along with the people inside Falcoon - Alexis rode the cage down! Burst - Good call! Falcoon - Her opponents have no idea! The fans scream as the cage locks itself down onto the ring, both Prissy and Anasatisa look towards the ramp... Alexis screams at the top of her lungs while crossing herself like a practiced catholic. Falcoon - Oh god! Alexis lunges herself off the top of the cage, flipping in mid air and landing on top of both Ana and Prissy in a swanton bomb! Falcoon - Its an ode to Jesse Williams! Burst - She did it better then Jesse ever did! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The crash in the ring took everyone by suprise. All three women are down on the mat before the bell had a chance to strike. Alexis limps to her feet, grabbing her neck and rubbing it. She stomps a boot into Prissy's face then grabs her by the head and lifts her up, she drives and elbow into Prissy's jaw then whips her into the ropes. Prissy bounces off and Alexis meets her with a swinging neck breaker! Ana climbs onto her feet, Alexis leaps up and flips her off then darts towards her in a spear attempt, Ana sidesteps Alexis grabbing her by the shirt and throwing her head first into the side of the steel cage! Falcoon - Christ! Alexis is seeing stars.. And John Travolta isn't here! Burst - What?! What? Are you retarded or something? That... Fuck you are horrible at this job! Ana leaves Alexis between the ropes, holding the side of the cage.. Ana turns to Prissy and pulls her to her feet, she throws Prissy against the turnbuckle.. Ana backs up then nails Prissy with a back flip splash, she hooks Prissy's head and finishes the move with a bull dog! Ana stands up and brushes herself off then starts to climb the turnbuckle.. She turns to face the crowd then begins to head up the side of the cage... Falcoon - Anasatsia is heading out! Alexis is back on her feet. She climbs up the turnbuckle on the same side that Ana is climbing.. Alexis leaps from turnbuckle to nearly the other turnbuckle, dropkicking Ana and causing her to fall backwards to the mat. Alexis gets up quickly and heads over to the side of the cage again, she pulls herself up onto the top rope and starts climbing... Prissy begins to stir, she makes it to the turnbuckle just as Alexis reaches the top of the cage. Prissy pulls herself up, Alexis seems to wait on her.. Prissy's head reaches the top of the cage and Alexis smiles then kicks her in the nose! Alexis slowly drops down the cage, totally untouched and uncontested as she reaches the floor. The fans begin to boo as the ref calls for the bell. Missy Janson - Here is your winner..... Alexis Cage! A woman's voice cuts across the PA system. Woman - Hold on a second! Before you women head to the back! An attractive young woman steps out onto the stage with a mic. Woman - I wanna make a brief announcement.. First of all thank you all for coming out tonight! Australia fuckin rocks! The fans buy into the cheap pop as the women holds the mic down to her hip for a moment, then continues. Woman - My name is Gloria Morningrod! Hey... Laugh ALL you want people! But I'm gonna be here a while because I am the new WoW president! Burst - Ahhh crap. Another bitch that'll try to tell us what to do! Falcoon - Yeah. Crap. Mrs. Morningrod - I didn't just come out here to introduce myself. I came out with because I have an announcement about the WoW championship! Seeing how Eclipse is unable to compete.. I have no choice but to strip her of the WoW title! Burst - Hey.. That doesn't hurt my feelings. Falcoon - Haha she made you a crispy critter! Mrs. Morningrod - So on August 6th at Blood Bath.. We will be holding a special one night tournament for the vacant WoW championship! What is normally the OWF Pre-Show will now be... WoW Presents.. Blood Bath Pre-Show! All the matches except the finals of this tournament will take place on the pre show! Alexis Cage is making her way up the ramp just as Mrs. Morningrod finishes talking. Mrs. Morningrod - Oh and.. Alexis.. Meet your first round opponent.. Suddenly Tara Headoff darts out from behind the curtain, the fans cheer Tara on as Alexis leaps from the ramp to the guard rail.. Alexis heads through the crowd and Tara follows her through. We lose them somewhere near the stairs and cut back to ringside. Burst - Watch Tara fall and break her freakin neck again! Falcoon - AAHAHAHAA ZZZZAAAA! Burst - God isn't it hour 2 yet?
Burst - Ah! There we go... We cut backstage to the Imperium lockerroom. Angel is the only member in the room, he sits in front of a monitor watching tonight's pre show replay. The lights flicker a bit, he looks around the room at them, but they return to normal. He shrugs it off and continues to watch the monitor. A cold chill runs down his spine as the vents blow out a cold steam with a hint of whispering.. "Annnnnnnnngggeeellllllll.." He leans forward and mutes the monitor then listens... The lights flick again until suddenly they die. "Annnnnngggggeeeeelllllllll" A soft and haunting voice cries out. He sits in the dark afraid to move. "Tooooonighhht.." The voice whispers its cold breath against his neck. Angel swings around in the darkness, but can feel nothing. His heart races as the voice continues. "I fell away, but now I'm back. Did you miss me sweetie?" Angel stays silent, letting images of different scenerios run through his head. "I cheerish the time we ran together. Are we over? We've only just begun.." The lights flicker back on and on the monitor in front of him, written in red lip stick it says "Sincerely, Grim" Stunned on how it could have gotten there, Angel leans forward and touches the lip stick then brings his hand to his nose. He smirks a devilish grin and the camera's cut back to ringside. Falcoon - Angel has so many desurving enemies! But none have played the mind games of Grim! Burst - Mind games... Pfft.. He knows who it is! Falcoon - Or does he? Burst - Do you? Falcoon - I think it's Eclipse, personally. Kissens - Yeah, she hasn't been around for a long time. That's feasible. Falcoon - Anyways, Deadly Assault time! Five will compete in this match! The Match is fought on a large platform constructed 20 foot above the ring, the ring and ringside area will be filled with stacks of tables set up to break the fall. Wrestlers will be asked to bring one weapon a piece to the platform. The title is suspended 15 foot above the platform, retreivable by the ladders stationed ontop of the platform. First person to gain possession of the title is the PDA champion! Burst - You talk too fuckin much! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for the Deadly Assault match! It is for the OWF Public Display of Aggression championship! All competitors are stationed on the platform! Falcoon - Once again, the object is the same as a ladder match, retrieve the title. Burst - So basically DK just threw scaffold and ladder match rules together? Genius. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) All participants stand on the platform looking across at each other. Seraph takes off charging across the platform and spears Dude Job to the wooden platform. Aphrodisia, Svoboda, and Paranoia meet in the middle and start throwing blows at each other. Seraph mounts Dude Job, grabs him by the hair and slams his head in to the platform. Aphrodisia and Paranoia gang up on Svoboda beating him to the ground. Aphrodisia turns her back to Paranoia and he hooks her in a full nelson. He lifts her high in the air and slams her to the platform on her back. Seraph pulls Dude Job up to his feet. Dude Job stomps Seraph in the foot and then delivers an upper cut to the chin, sending him stumbling back. Dude Job hooks Seraph's head in his arms and bulldogs him face first to the platform. Aphrodisia lies motinless from the slam as Paranoia turns his attack to Piter. Paranoia brings Piter off the platform and throws him on to one shoulder. He dashes across the platform and power slams Piter hard in to the wood. Paranoia gets to his feet and turns around to see what is going on and gets nailed with a clothesline from Dude Job. Burst - Great move by the Seasoned veteran! Seeing that all participants are down Dude Job walks over and grabs the ladder. He sets it in the middle of the platform and begins to climb to retrieve the PDA title. Aphrodisia quickly gets to her feet and grabs Dude Job by the back of the tights, and pulls him off the ladder sending him back first in to the platform. Aphrodia closes the ladder, lifts it high above her head and slams it down on Dude Job. On the other end of the platform Paranoia and Seraph get to their feet at the same time and start throwing punches at each other. Piter gets to his feet and steps behind Paranoia. Seraph swings once more, Paranoia ducks and Seraph nails Piter with a right hand. Falcoon - Paranoia JUST got out of there in a nick of time. Paranoia rises back up and gets kicked in the gut. Seraph backs up and runs back towards Paranoia, leaping over him and hitting a flying clothesline on Svoboda. Aphrodisia continues her beating on Dude Job by beating his left leg with the ladder. She raises the ladder once more, and Dude Job sweeps her off her feet. She falls backwards holding the ladder and it falls against her face. Before Dude Job can make it to his feet Seraph comes over and slams his face in to the ladder. Dude Job rolls over on to his back as a blood puddle starts to form by his head. Kissens - I haven't seen that much blood since- Burst - Don't even go there. Seraph sets up the ladder and begins to climb. He doesnt get far before Paranoia pushes the ladder over. Seraph crashes to the platform and begins to rolls across it and stops right before going over the side. Paranoia looks down at Aphrodisia and pulls her to her feet. He lifts her up over his head and holds her as he walks around the platform with her. Paranoia then walks out from underneath her and she falls face first to the platform. Dude Job gets up and runs over and kicks Piter in the gut as he was trying to get up. Dude Job continues the assault with kicks as Piter gets real close to the edge. Aphrodisia joins in and gives one final kick of her own to Svoboda. He rolls over the side and catches his self on the platform holding on by both hands. Aphrodisia and Dude Job look down, and then look back up at each other. They snarl at each other and at the same time stomp a hand of Piter Svoboda. He releases his grip and falls through a stack of tables next to the ring. Falcoon - OH GOD! A referee on the outside rushes over and removes the tables that cover Piter's body, and calls for some medical help. Paranoia with the ladder in hand and charges Seraph. Seraph counters and trips him up causing him to fall on to the ladder. Seraph picks Paranoia up off the ladder and slams him back down on it. As Paranoia lies on the ladder Seraph delivers a leg drop across the throat. Across the platform Aphrodisia piledrives Dude Job in to the platform. Paranoia gets back to his feet and completely ignores Seraph. Paranoia walks over and shoves Aphrodisia to the platform. Paranoia grans Dude Job by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Holding on to the hair he delivers knee after knee to the face of Dude Job. Aphrodia gets up from being shoved down all pissed off. She comes up from behind Paranoia who still has ahold of Dude Job by the hair. She shoves Paranoia from behind and he goes off the side of the platform, taking Dude Job with him!! Paranoia and Dude Job crash through a stack of 4 tables with Dude Job landing on top of Paranoia. The crowd goes nuts! Burst - This is just anarchy...sanctioned anarchy! Kissens - And I love it! Aphrodia Jordan turns around and walks towards Seraph and meets him face to face in the middle of the platform. Having a stare down for a few seconds Seraph knee's her in the gut, and pushes her down. He stands over her looking down and stomps away. Aphrodisia catches a boot with her hands and pulls his feet out from under him. Aphrodisia quckly get to her feet and grabs Seraph by the ankles, pulls his legs apart and stomps him right in the balls. Seraph rolls around on the platform holding himself as the crowd laughs. Aphrodisia fetches the ladder and sets it beneath the PDA Title hanging from above. She begins to climb. Seraph deals with the pain and pulls Aphrodisia off the ladder, hooks her head and reverse DDT's her to the platform. Seraph begins to celebrate early as he taunts the crowd. He the starts to climb the ladder as Aphrodisia begins to move. Seraph reaches the top of the ladder and has one finger hooked on the PDA Title. Aphrodisia climbs up the other side and punches Seraph in the gut causing him to realease his grip on the belt. Both of them are at the top of the ladder fighting it out. Aphrodisia swings but Seraph counters and catches her arm. He hooks her in the rock bottom. He leaps off the ladder and rock bottom's her and himself through the wooden platform all the way to the ring!! The thud of their bodies hitting the canvas echo through the arena. Falcoon - JESUS! How much more can these competitors take! The crowd stands to their feet in shock of what just happened. Both of them lay there motionless. On the outside of the ring Dude Job pushes the tables off of him and gets to his feet. He looks up to the platform and see's that no more participants remain up there. He looks to the ring and spots Aphrodisia and Seraph lying there. He enters the ring and begins to stomp each of them. He pulls Seraph to his feet and whips him in to a corner. He then pulls Aphrodisia up and whipe her in to the opposite corner. He rushes over towads Seraph and hits him with a clothesline in the corner. He turns around and rushes towards Aph and hits her with a clothesline in the corner. Both Aphrodisia and Seraph come stumbling out of their corners. Dude Job grabs Aphrodisia Jordan by the hair and she counters with a finger poke to the eye. Dude Job holds his eye and turns around to face Seraph. Seraph kicks him in the gut, and hooks him. Oblivion on Dude Job! Seraph gets back to his feet only to be nailed with a chick kick to the chin. Aphrodisia quicky brings Seraph to his feet executes the French Kiss!! Kissens - She is the last one standing! Falcoon - Thats all good and stuff, but the PDA Title is hanging above the platform! Not the ring! Burst - They might as well call the match off. Nobody can retrieve the title.... Aphrodisia Jordan exits the ring and looks under the apron. She pulls out a huge ladder and puts it in the ring. She re-enters the ring and sets the ladder up underneath the whole in the platform. She begins to climb the ladder.... Burst - That ladder has to be atleast 15 feet tall!! Kissens - She makes up the extra 5 feet to grab the platform! Aphrodisia reaches the top of the ladder and balances herself on the very top step. As she jumps up and grabs the platform with both hands the ladder falls over. Falcoon - If she loses her grip she is finished. There is no way she can take two falls like that.... Kissens - Better call for some more medical help! Aphrodisia stuggles to pull her weight up on the platform, but she does. She quicky runns over to the other ladder underneath the PDA Title and climbs it. She grabs ahold of the strap and unhooks it from the cable!! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEEWWWWWW OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion... Aphrodisia Jordan! Falcoon - WHAT A MATCH! We cut backstage where Plague is beating on the executive office door. Plague - HEY! CJ! You son of a bitch! You open this door! I'm tired of you screwing me over! The door swings open and WoW President Gloria Morningrod stands in Plague's way. Plague - Where the hell is CJ? I want to talk to him NOW! I demand I talk to him now! You tell him his Tag Team and Network Champion wants to a one on one! Gloria holds up a finger, signaling him to wait a second and shuts the door. Plague pats his stack of gold and grins. The door opens and Gloria speaks.. Mrs. Morningrod - Plague, CJ said to go out to the ring and he'd give you a one on one in just a second! Plague - Damn right he will! When the champ talks people listen! So.. Just go to the ring? Mrs. Morningrod -Yup. Plague nods and turns away, heading for the curtain. The camera cuts back to ringside. Falcoon - What a crock of shit. Plague.. pfft Burst - CJ better watch his ass! Plague's a franchise here! Falcoon - You hate Plague! Burst - Noo YOUUUUU do! The arena goes entirely dark and then the drum rolls of Down with the Sickness is heard throughout the arena. The words The Plague Has Struck appears on the OWFtron, each word at a time. PA System - Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah! Falcoon - Here he comes... Burst - The man is standing up for himself! He obviously got screwed by CJ earlier tonight in contender elect! Falcoon - The fans voted! Burst - RECOUNT! Falcoon - What are you.. Al Gore? Burst - Shut your fuckin mouth! Plague heads down the ramp still dressed in his wrestling gear and with both titles draped over his shoulders. He climbs into the ring and only has to wait a few seconds before CJ's music hits. Prez CJ - CUT THE MUSIC! You listen to me Plague and you listen good! You don't come to MY office and demand ANYTHING! It so happens I was on the phone with a very important star that will be making his return for ONE match on Monday August 6th! I'll explain more about that later.. But for now Plague.. I promised you a one on one.. And a one on one you'll get! Plague - Damn right I will! And you're gonna listen to my demands! Prez CJ - SHUT.. UP! The fans pop for CJ as he steps to the side of the stage. Prez CJ - Plague, I see you still have your wrestling gear on! And I'm sure glad you do... You want a one on one Plague? Where here it is.. Right here Right now.. Network Championship on the line.. One on One... Here's your opponent! Before Plague can speak the lights dim and the PA system crackles. PA System - I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO MY.. EEEEEEYYYYYEEEESSSSS.... The fans leap to their feet as "Duality" by Slipknot covers the PA system. The OWF tron bleeds and the fans are louder then ever. Plague looks lost in the ring! Falcoon - Heres your one on one! Burst - WHAT!? That's not what he meant! CJ you suck! Falcoon - Listen to this crowd! Here he comes! Burst - Plague has beaten Duality before! Twice acctually! Falcoon - You're right! He has done what no man has done, he beat Duality twice! Duality slides into the ring, his face covered by a hooded mask he directs his attention across at Plague... Referee Jamal Henderson calls for the bell! Falcoon - Why is Duality wearing a hooded mask? Burst - If you were that ugly you would too! Oh wait... You are. My mistake. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) As the bell sounds Duality darts across the ring for Plague.. Plague meets him with a fist to the face then another! Plague reaches forward and pulls off the hooded mask... Falcoon - That's not Duality! What the fuck? Burst - Paranoia!? He just had a freakin match! Falcoon - Paranoia lost his title earlier tonight to Aphrodisia Jordan, but now he's taking it to the network champion! Paranoia strikes back with a couple of right hands of his own, he picks up Plague in a fireman's carry then holds him for a few seconds... Suddenly Rage steps out from behind the curtain. Falcoon - Here comes Rage! Burst - Oh yeah.. One on one! Yeah fuckin right CJ. Plague slips out of the fireman's carry then kicks Paranoia in the gut.. Implant DDT! Rage slides in the ring.. The lockerroom clears as Angel, Aphrodisia, and Trent dart down the ramp and slide in the ring together! The ref calls for the bell. Trent punches Rage in the back of the head, Angel goes right for Paranoia.. But Paranoia escapes the ring. Aph runs from the corner, Trent gives her a boost that shoots her high into the air.. Aph delivers a huge drop kick catching Rage nearly in the top of the head with both feet! Burst - Biggest. Dropkick. Ever. Falcoon - That was like a missle drop kick without the top rope! She was literally 15 foot up in the air! Then she landed both feet on his head! That was freakin amazing! Plague begins delivering boots to the skull and ribs of Rage. The bell continues to ring.. Falcoon - Someone's gonna have to help Rage! The arena is plunged into darkness. The crowd goes to a silence as the big screen flickers to life. It shows nothing, but static. Over the PA notes are hear being played on a piano. A guitar soon is heard in the background. The piano is cut off abruptly and replaced by a screaming voice. PA System - Breakdown! Falcoon - Draco is waiting any longer! He shocked the world last week! I can't wait to see what he has to say tonight! The lights flare up as the scream ends. The music getting heavier and faster. The screen shows images of Draco in various matches. Some him flying through the air crashing on an opponent. Another him hitting a high impact move. Another shows him holding a title above his head covered in his own blood from head to toe. Let the fun and games begin The lights start to flicker as one final image stays on the screen. Draco standing there with no shirt on. His ice blue eyes look forward with no emotion in them. His thin white scars start to bleed as he runs a hand across his chest. The camera zooms in to see the scars. "NO HOPE". The image holds as Draco walks out onto the ramp. He stands there listening to the roar of the crowd. His normal wrestling attire replaced by a normal T-shirt and jeans combo. Heaven is on the way The music slowly dies down as Draco stands on the stage. The cheers haven"t lessened a bit. Draco climbs up the side of the set raising his arms in the air. The arena light up with flashes. Draco gets a microphone and stands in the middle of the stage. The audience reluctantly starts to silence as Draco brings the microphone to his lips. Draco - When I left OWF there was still some fight. There was still people trying. Now, everyone has rolled over and accepted the ass reaming from DK and his little shit heads. My announcement is short, sweet, and right to the point. The Imperium Age is.... Draco looks up at the fans cheering, holding up signs, and being excited a fighter is back. A fighter for them. Someone not just looking to get with the big group to protect themselves like Plague. Draco - OVER! The fan's begin to blow the roof off again. Angel - Shut it, Draco! You want to keep playing games with us. Just give it up. Imperium has your old friends, you old lover, and your newest rivals. Angel smirks over at Draco patting his OWF Title and Tag Team Title. One on each shoulder. Draco just glares up at the double champion. Draco - You have it all Angel. You really do. Only one problem there. Angel - Oh? What is that? Draco - You have everything to lose. Next week at Addiction it starts. Angel - Is that a challenge? Draco's eyes turn away from Angel. To the man standing next to him, his tag team partner, Plague. Draco - Nope. I am challenging Plague one-on-one for his Tag Team strap! The fan's explode. Draco smirks. Plague is motioning for Draco to come down and take it right now. Trent Steel and Aphrodisia Jordan are watching both analyzing what is going on. Plague - No! Fuck that! Why don"t you come down here and see what happens Draco Angel - Plague, calm down. Don't fall into his game. Draco - Oh, come on Plague. Be a goddamn man! Stop following Angel around like a lost little puppy dog. We all know you do nothing, but follow him and do whatever he says. Your titles are a fluke! Angel carries you even in single's matches! You want a chance to prove him wrong? Step up! Plague's face turns red and he throws down his Tag Team Title and starts to march down to the ring. Angel grabs his arm shaking his head. Plague - I am going to show him! Draco - What? Show me that Angel can reign you in at any moment? Face it, Plaguey boy, your stable knows you are a joke. If you aren't shoved up Angel's ass, then you are trying to leech your way onto someone else. Is your life that boring? Not enough creative juices flow to get enough entertainment from yourself? Plague is irrate and starts to head up the ramp . Angel tries to stop him, but Plague just keeps running. Soon, all of Imperium are headed for the stage. Draco stands ready as all four members to meet him. Draco dives off the stage to the arena below, the cameras stay with him and gets to his feet still clutching the microphone. Draco - Four on one? No thanks. Plague, if you find the stones to accept. Know that this match will have EVERYONE barred from ringside. Oh, and it is going to be a ladder match! Even without a microphone you can hear Plague scream at Draco. Draco just chuckles back pedaling towards the backstage area. The fan's are cheering him on and a few are throwing empty soda and beer cups into the ring. Draco - A few last words for each of you. Trent, you wanted me back? Be careful what you ask for. Aph, I haven't forgotten. I haven't. Plague, get out of everyone's shadow and try to be a man that can stand on his own two feet, you leech! Angel, it will happen again. Not until I even the odds. I will have a partner coming from my past next week to combat this little threat a bit easier. Draco drops the microphone as Plague still rants and raves on the ramp. Angel shakes his head and flips off the crowd.
A thick fog hovers over a vat of boiling blood. The steam softly rises and takes you into it. A deep voice over shadows it all "Monday.. August 6th, 2007... We return to where it all began!" The sound of Gordie Falcoon's voice slides in. "It's a Blood Bath!" Blood beguns to ooze down the screen.. The deeper voice picks up yet again. "9!" "9!" "nana nine years! "9 YEARS IN THE MAKING!" OWF Presents.....
COME CRAVING BLOOD.
Falcoon - There you see it! OWF Blood Bath 2007! It's nine years in the making and we are returning HOME to Phoenix Arizona on Monday August 6th! Burst - I know of at least a set of legends returning and I am PUMPED! Falcoon - Rumors are floating all around the lockerroom about this years "legend" match at Blood Bath! We all have our speculations.. I personally have no clue who it's gonna be! Burst - We find out next Monday! Falcoon - Tune in to Addiction live from Key Arena in Seattle next Monday as we FINALLY return home to the united states! Burst - Is the damn cell set up yet? Falcoon - Almost ready... We cut backstage, to see President Chase Johnson standing infront of a vending machine. He is pounding on the face of it with both hands. Prez CJ - C'MONNNN SNICKERS! Just then from behind, Angel and Plague come up from behind him, cornering him up against the vending machine as he turns around. Prez CJ - What can I help you boys with? Angel - We know it's you. Prez CJ - Know what's me? Plague grabs a hold of CJ around his collar, pushing him up against the machine. Angel - We know you're Grim, Chase, or should I say...Kozmo. Prez CJ - I'm....not.....Kozmo. Plague - Yeah, whatever, but you may be Grim! Chase reaches up, breaking Plague's grasp on his shirt. Prez CJ - Guys, I have better things to do with my time than play mind games with you. If I wanted that belt off of you Angel, it would happen. If by some chance tonight, you squeek by with your other two Imperium members in that match- that's fine. Just you wait until you hear what I have in store for Bloodbath. Angel - Oh, and when am I going to hear that? Chase brushes past both men, as he laughs. Prez CJ - You'll hear my plan on next weeks Addiction! Later guys. He walks through both of them, and we see Sum Yung Ho pass by him, as she is still roaming the halls looking for someone. She opens a door and peaks her head in.. Ho - Alexis? A hand is put ontop of her face and pushes her backwards.. Ho - WAIT! KAIGE! WAIT! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU! Kaige shoves her back and quickly locks the door. She sighs and walks away disappointed as the camera's cut back to the ring. Falcoon - Lets get this main event going! Burst - My guess... Imperium holds the title! Falcoon - Imperium holds everytitle except for the vacant WoW belt! Plus all three of these guys are obviously united! Missy Janson - The following contest is tonight's MAIN EVENT! It is an electric and barbwire hell and a cell match! It's for the OWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! "The Imperium Presents" Trent Steel PA System - No place to run...No place to hide...The Imperium Age...Has now begun! Missy Janson - Introducing first... From Pittsburgh, PA.... "The Son of a Bitch..." TRENT STEEEEEL!! Diety by Dir En Gray starts to play as the lights go out. Red smoke enters the entraceway as Trent Steel emerges. He gets down the ring slowly and removes his coat and shades. Trent climbs through the ropes and gets into his fighting stance waiting for the bell to ring. Falcoon - Huge oppertunity for this man tonight! He's a former PDA champion and this is his first shot at the OWF title! Meaning Of Life By Disturbed is heard over the PA System... I wanna get psycho Missy Janson - Introducing next... From Dallas Texas.... KAIGE! Kaige walks out to a decent pop from the crowd as they start small mosh pits along the arena floor. Need to get psycho Falcoon - Backstabber, asshole, piss head... Call him what you want because the man has no morales! What he did to Jesse Williams earlier tonight makes me sick! Burst - Jesse woulda done the same thing if Alexis told him to! Blame her! Falcoon - I blame them both. They are horrible people! On the way to the ring Kaige hops the barriers and joins a small crowd in a mosh pit and starts to push fans around. He exits the mosh pit, jumps back over the barriers and enters the ring jumping up on the turnbuckle then flipping off the crowd. Missy Janson - AND FINALLY... The soft, yet haunting piano melodies of The Coming Curse by Iced Earth calmly resonate from the speakers. As the sound fills the arena, a faint beam of golden light shines on the entrance. There are a few moments of silence as the piano continues, then the distorted guitars kick in and flames shoot up lining the ramp. Missy Janson - FROM.. SMITHTOWN NEW YORK.... He is the OWF World Champion!.... He is.. ANGEL! Angel slowly walks out, observing his surroundings and not phased by the crowds reaction. He continues to the ring in this same manner, and only when he is in the middle of the ring for a few moments does the music stop, echoing throughout the arena. Falcoon - Angel won that belt back in May at Power Hour, that night he walked out with 3 pieces of gold! And he's yet to give up 2 of them. (Ding, Ding, Ding) Angel sits back as Kaige and Steel attack each other immediately. Burst - Looks like Kaige isn't Imperium after all. Falcoon - Well, you don't know that. Kaige and Trent Steel have a storied past. Burst - Blah blah blah. Kaige and Steel roll around the mat as Angel jumps up into the corner, bridging himself so he is laying on the top rope, relaxing. Steel gains the upper hand, getting to his feet and kneeing Kaige in the temple. He lifts him to his feet, and throws him in the corner Angel is laying in. Angel doesn't move as Kaige runs right into the hip of Angel, and falls to the mat. Angel winces in pain, when suddenly he is kicking sharply in the back by Steel. Angel doesnt hop off yet, then suddenly, Kaige uses both feet and kicks Angel in the small of his back, knocking him into the middle of the ring. Steel and Kaige stand at about the same time, with Kaige being able to hit a back elbow to stun the charging Trent Steel. As Trent stumbles backwards, Kaige charges him, taking him out with a shoulder block. Kissens - I'm pretty sure Kaige, nor Alexis are Imperium. Falcoon - So, they just had it out for Jesse in the Network Title match? Burst - Looks like it, ya friggin' rocket scientist! Falcoon - I'm still not convinced. Angel is back on his feet, in time to grab Kaige by the back of his head and launch him over the top rope. Kaige comes within inches of the electrified barbed wire cell, as he lands face first on the concrete floor. In the ring, Steel is back on his feet as he grabs Angel and lays him out with a sitout spinebuster. He covers him...1...2..kickout. Kaige is slow to get up, pulling himself into the ring very slowly, as Steel lays the boots into Angel. Kaige goes for a clothesline on Steel, and nails him, taking him down to the mat and following up with punches directly to his face. Angel pulls Kaige off of him, but Kaige reverses and takes Angel down with a snapmare. Kaige is able to stand to his feet in time to move out of the way of Trent trying to tackle him down, as he grabs Steel by the back of the head and throws him through the ropes. He crashes face first into the cell, bloodying himself and as soon as he touches it, a huge explosion is seen coming from ring side. ~ CRAAAACK ~ ~ CRAAAACK~ Kaige has very little time to celebrate as he his taken down with a back drop courtesy of a recovered Angel. Steel is very slow to get up on the outside, as Angel reaches down, yanking Kaige up to a sitting position by his shirt. He brings a forearm down across the jaw and neck area of Kaige, making him gasp for air suddenly. He brings another forearm down in the same spot, sending Kaige tumbling towards the mat, but not before Angel nails him with another forearm shot that knocks him down hard, face first to the mat. Steel has pulled himself up, using the apron for help, pulling himself up into the ring. Angel sees Steel crawling in, and meets him with a stiff boot to the back of the head. Steel rolls back to the outside of the ring, where Angel follows him, picking him up by his blood soaked hair and throwing him full speed, shoulder first, into the steel ring steps. The steel steps go flying as Trent holds his back and shoulder area in a severe amount of pain. Falcoon - The current world champion is in firm control until this point. Burst - He may just walk out champion, again. Kissens - And ruin CJ's plans to dethrone him, again. Kaige has now recovered and has made his way to the outside of the ring, he comes up behind Angel, rushing him, and pushing him face first into the barbed wire cell, shocking him immediately. ~ SNAAAP ~ ~ SNAAAP~ Angel falls backwards, as blood spouts from his forehead and his chest. Kaige walks over to Steel, lifting him up and setting him up for a suplex. He lifts him up, and falls backwards, as Kaige completes the suplex onto the diseheveled steel steps. A thunderous crash is heard throughout the arena as Steel's back comes crashing down on, pure steel. Kaige hops right back up, only to come back down on top of Steel with a leg drop on the steel steps. Angel gets into the ring slowly, but then out of nowhere the lights turn black. Falcoon - Oh what the hell is this. Just then, the three red spotlights come on around the ring. Circling around the arena. Just then, the lights turn on and in the ring, we see Angel holding the personality known as Grim by the throat. Burst - Holy crap, Grim wasn't fast enough this time! Falcoon - It must have been under the ring the whole time. Angel reaches out, ripping the mask off of Grim, exposing it as... Falcoon - WHAT! ...Alexis Cage. Burst - I'm so confused...Is Draco Grim? Is Alexis Grim? What is going on! Angel lets go of Alexis, as she steps back. She then lunges forward, kissing him on the lips. Falcoon - Now I'm confused. Are they Imperium, or not?! Just then, Kaige comes up from behind Angel, smacking him with the kendo stick in the back of the head. Angel falls to the mat and Kaige quickly covers him...1...2...Trent Steel pulls Kaige out of the ring by his foot, slamming him face first down to the concrete. Burst - Almost had a new champion! Falcoon - And I think proves that Twisted Links is not Imperium. Alexis realizes she is stuck in the ring, with no way to get out with the electrified cell. Angel is recovering slowly, as Steel and Kaige continue to battle on the outside. Steel irish whips Kaige towards the cell, but Kaige is able to just stop short as he grabs a hold of the turnbuckle as he runs by. Alexis exits the ring, and goes underneath it again, disappearing just as quick as she showed up. Angel gets up to his feet, holding the back of his head as he sees Steel take Kaige down with a flying elbow to the head. Angel rolls to the outside of the ring, going after Steel who quickly slides into the ring to avoid Angel. Angel rolls in, in hot pursuit of Steel. Trent picks up the kendo stick that Kaige used before and swings at Angel as he enters the ring, but Angel grabs the stick midswing and yanks it from the grasp of Steel. He rears it back, snapping the rod over the head of Steel, sending him down like a fifty foot oak tree. Angel quickly covers Steel...1...2..thr- Kaige comes crashing down on Angle with a double axe handle strike that breaks up the pin. Kaige quickly lifts Angel back up, kicking him in the stomach. He attempts the Break Out, scissor kick, but Angel moves at the last second, then takes Kaige down with a big boot which connects right to his sternum. Angel reaches down, and grabs Steel by the hair, lifting him up and placing his head between his legs. He brings him up into the crucifix position and holds him there. Steel is able to wiggle down though, but as he does, Kaige is standing and nails Steel with a dropkick right to the face, which sends him flipping over the top rope and into the cell. ~ CRAAAACK ~ ~ CRAAAACK~ A spark of Explosion is seen coming from the cell as Steel is bloody, and charred from his interaction with the cell. Angel and Kaige stand in the ring now, with Angel getting the upper hand as he takes Kaige down with a jawbreaker. Angel signals for the end, as the fans boo loudly. Burst - Greaaaat. Another successful defense for Ange- Just then, the lights go out again. Falcoon - This is getting really old, really fast. Kissens - I agree, and I've been here for two weeks. The red spotlights return, and when the lights turn back on, we see Angel and the actual Grim standing in the ring. Falcoon - This doesn't bold well for the champion! Kissens - He could lose his belt right here! Kaige is slow to get up, but once he gets to his knees he is able to use the ropes to get back to his feet. Once he does though, he is taken out with a huge spinning superkick from Grim, that knocks Kaige out unconscious. Burst - WHAT! The lights turn off, and when they turn back on, Grim is nowhere to be found, with Kaige bleeding heavily from the mouth. Angel covers him quickly as the referee drops into place...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your winner, and STILL OWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...ANGELLLL!
Burst - Damnit, NO! NO! NO! NO! Angel stands triumphant in the ring, as Plague and Aphrodisia run down to celebrate with him with all of their titles. Kissens - Look at all of their gold. Falcoon - I'm gonna be sick. Angel holds the world title high, as the cell raises. The fans boo loudly, when suddenly.. Prez CJ - Hey hey hey, hold on there playaaaa! President Chase Johnson walks out from the back. Holding a microphone. He comes out with an awkwardly cocky smile, Angel immediately retreives a microphone for himself from Missy before turning back and facing CJ. Burst - Why in the hell is he smiling? Angel - What's so funny? The fans boo him loudly. Angel - I just beat the two men you hand-picked to take my title away from me. One stablemate, one enemy. You tried to play mind games, and they didn't work! You dressed up like Grim. We can see through your suit, Chase. You aren't fooling anyone! Prez CJ - Okay Angel, whatever you say. Chase smiles widley. Angel - What's so fucking funny? Don't make me come up there and wipe that smile off your face! Prez CJ - You reaaaaaaally wanna know? Angel - YES. Prez CJ - Okay, but I warned you. CJ walks to his right still keeping eye contact with Angel. Prez CJ - I wasn't going to tell you until Addiction, but I figure, now's fine too. You will be defending your World Heavyweight Championship against none other than... The fans are on the edge of their seats. Falcoon - JESSE! Burst - NO! UM...ALEXIS! Kissens - PLAGUE!!! Prez CJ - ...GRIM! The fans are shocked. Burst - WHAT! Falcoon - Are you serious?! Angel - THANK YOU! I appreciate it Chase, you're a smart man. Prez CJ - I'm not done yet Angel. No, not by a long shot. You think that's the end of your participation at Bloodbath, you're dead wrong. When i told you that belt wouldn't leave on your waste after August 6th, I meant it. You may beat Grim, but you will NOT walk out Champion at Bloodbath. NOW HIT....MY....MUSIC, PLAYAAAAA! "The New Black" starts up and CJ walks to the back, backpeddling the whole way. Angel tries to talk, but his microphone is drowned out by the music. CJ disappears backstage. Burst - So, Angel vs. Grim? Falcoon - Yeah, but what did CJ mean when he said even if Angel beats Grim, he won't be walking out champion? Kissens - I don't know, but I wouldn't miss Addiction for the world to find out what CJ has planned! Falcoon - We're out of time!! SEE YOU ON ADDICTION! |
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