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The camera's tune into the Sky Dome, they sit above the ring and watch the star sway under the spotlight. Falcoon - That's what it's all about peeps! That star is a promised shot at the OWF title at Clash of Champions! Burst - Aho!... Falcoon - There's the holiday spirit Nick! Burst - No! I was talkin about Jackie. Kissens - I hate ya'll. Falcoon - ... Kissens - Both ya'll! We cut to a scene with Aphrodisia sitting in her locker-room looking onwards toward a television watching the pay-per-view. Falcoon - There you see the OWF Champion Aphrodisia Jordan! Kissens - WoW of the year and champion of the year. The grand slammer ya'll! The door to her locker-room quickly springs wide open as a figure dressed in black and not noticeable rushes into her locker-room and leaps toward her with his fist extended and begins to drive lefts and rights deep into the side of her head. Slowly getting up from her body he reaches down grabbing the steel chair that she was seated on and reels it backwards, before bringing it crashing down across her skull. The moment it impacts is the same moment that a slight cut opens up across her forehead. Falcoon - What the hell man!? Burst - Another masked man, how original! Falcoon - He isn't masked you fuckin' moron! The figure then takes a step backwards and
looks down at her, before taking a step forward and
driving his foot into her head, which sends her Kissens - He's headin our way ya'll! Burst - Pffft... The lights in the arena begin to dim as a
silence spreads over the crowd. Each and every member of
the audience waits in anticipation of what's about to
take place before their very eyes. The camera clicking
and flashing slightly lightens the entrance way as the
arena stops in it's tracks for five seconds where they're
sent into complete darkness. They fall in line Seraph steps out from behind the curtain with his head facing down toward the ground. The lights flicker dimly over the arena as he slowly raises his head upwards toward the crowd and the vicious smirk slowly begins to crawl across his mouth and his eyes narrow upwards into the depths of the arena. The smirk becoming more devious as he straightens his head toward the ring and then slowly turning it back into the crowd. Falcoon - Boooo! You suck! Burst - Hey hey we don't need his attention focused on us now.. easy. Fire your guns The jeers begin to get louder as Seraph
begins his walk down the ramp way. He pauses for a moment
staring into the front row of the crowd as Only the strongest will survive With that line of lyrics Seraph walks down toward the ring whilst the camera flashes and jeers from the crowd continue to spread across the arena. He reaches the ring and heads toward the steal steps as he begins to ascend upwards into the ring. He reaches his right leg over the ropes and into the ring as he enters, moving quickly toward the far right turnbuckle, he stands on the second rope looking into the crowd with that smirk still plastered across his face. There's nothing left Only the strongest will survive. Seraph - Shut the fuck up. Seraph yells into the microphone as the
smirk grows even wider, the Seraph - Roll the footage, let's take a look at whhat just happened. The crowd looks onward seeing Aphrodisia brutally attacked once again. The reply seeming even more devastating and making this fairytale seem more like a nightmare. Seraph - You see that right there? I could have ennded her career. I could have continued the onslaught. You think that she deserved to beat me? I was screwed and the whole damn world knows it. But, you know what? I don't even care. I had her beat, but I decided to throw the match, you know, how I usually go about business. He begins to laugh as he looks out into the crowd. Seraph - So you're all wondering why I left the Neew Four Horsemen, why I attacked Aphrodisia and why I'm here, well I'm here to ask for a fucking rematch. Everyone else wants to back away from her, but me. Even the N4H pussies were reluctant to attack her when she was at her weakest. I'm looking out for myself now. I'm going to do what's best for me. I don't give a fuck about N4H or about how Aph got to where she is or how many title shots she has had in one year, but somehow managed to blow them more than she's blown the manage-- Seraph is cut off as CJ walks out onto the ramp with a microphone in his grasp. Prez CJ - Hold on just a minute there, buddy. You can't just turn up on my show and take out whoever the hell you want. But you know what your punishment is going to be? I'll let you face her for a rematch and she'll get her revenge for what you did to her tonight, she'll show you once again why she is the franchised wrestler in this business and you're not. Seraph - Hey, that's great. I look forward-- CJ cuts off Seraph again. Prez CJ - Yeah, it's so great, that you face her at Addiction in a...NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH! The crowd begin to cheer the roof off the arena and Seraph looks stunned in the centre of the ring. Prez CJ - Now get the hell out of my ring and off my show, we've got entertaining matches and wrestlers that are going to participate here tonight, something you wouldn't know anything about! And with that the crowd cheer Seraph out of the ring and CJ smiles, before walking backstage. The match has been granted and it doesn't seem like it's going to end up in Seraph's favour once again! Falcoon - He doesn't deserve another title shot! He held the fuckin' thing for like a week! Burst - Just go with it. Don't bitch! It'll be a good match. Missy Janson - It is time for our first match of the evening! The fans all cheer as they rush back to their seats. Missy Janson - This match is a first round match in the PDA Title Trials and Tribulations Tournament. Winner moves on to the second round to face Draco. This is the first time this type of match has occured, so here are the rules. The fans get silent. Missy Janson - The following match is a Tag Team Caged Tornado Destruction Match. Inside a Hell in a Cell which will be lowered shortly. There will be six competitors, three teams. One man from each team in the ring at the same time -- making it a three-way match. A competitor can tag any person into the ring he wants, but there must be three men in the ring fighting at all times. All three teams will fight until only one team remains. Then, the winning team will split and face each other in a singles match, and decide a single winner who will move on.. Falcoon - Get all that Nick? Burst - Uh, nope. I can't even lie to you. Kissens - I got it. Burst - Look at me, I'm so smart! Kissens - Heyyy! Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, the team of Mucho Grasa and No Hablo Ingles...The Triple Crunch Taco Supremes! The mexican hat dance hits the speakers and No Hablo Ingles and Mucho Grasa walk out from the back. The fans mildly cheer them as they spring to the ring. They slide under the ropes and quickly get to their feet. Holding up their arms in the air before the music dies down. Missy Janson - Out to the ring next, the team of The Dark and James Dunn! "I am a Real American" hits the PA and Dunn walks out with The Dark. They don't look pleased to be teaming together, but they walk down the ring. The fans chant "Lilly-Ass, Lilly-Ass" to Dunn, who tries to play it cool. They both get into the ring and walk to their corner. Missy Janson - And finally, to the ring first, one half of the last team..Michael Pascarelli! You know what it is is heard throughout the arena when Michael "The Python" Pascarelli comes out donning his black and pink top hat with matching pink vest with a purple python on the left vest leaf, He comes down to the ring blowing kisses to the crowd. He runs into the ring. Missy Janson - And his partner, a member of the New Four Horsemen, Ray Lopes! "Birthday" by Flo-Rida begins to blast over the loud speakers. "N4H" flashes across the jumbo tron and then so do the initials "RL". Ray Lopes shows up on top the entrance ramp and then makes his way down to the ring. Burst - This should be a..clusterfuck. The Hell in a Cell slowly starts to lower around all the men. One member from each team stays in the ring, making a threeway dance while their partners wait in the corner. It locks into place around the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Michael Pascarelli, The Dark and No Hablo Ingles start off the match. The Dark goes after No Hablo Ingles, nailing him with a clothesline that topples him over the top rope to the outside. Pascarelli pursues The Dark and the two start to trade fists. Pascarelli pushes The Dark back into the empty corner and hits him with a few short knees. No Hablo Ingles gets back into the ring and charges the corner, but Pascarelli moves out of the way and No Hablo Ingles splashes The Dark who falls to the mat. Pascarelli tags Ray Lopes in, and he jumps into the ring full of fire. He knocks No Hablo Ingles down to the mat right a hard right. He hops right back up and Lopes nails him with a hard left that staggers him back into the corner James Dunn is standing in. Dunn tags himself in. Burst - Smart move. Now it's The Dark and Dunn aggainst Lopes. Dunn helps up The Dark and they both look at Lopes. Ray charges them, hitting them with a double clothesline. The Dark rolls out of the ring while Dunn recovers inside while gasping for air. Lopes hops to the outside of the ring and he grabs The Dark by his head. He throws him face first into the cell, but it doesn't budge. He again picks him up and with even more force this time he throws him into the cage but it doesn't budge. Lopes gives up, as The Dark leans up against the cell. Falcoon - I think Lopes was trying to throw him thrrough the cell. Kissens - He's come for blood. Lopes slides into the ring only to be met with a boot from James Dunn. Dunn throws Lopes against the opposite set of ropes, but Lopes reverses. Dunn counters his reversal and whips Lopes as hard as he can back towards the ropes where Lopes entered. Instead of stopping, Ray leaps through the middle and top ropes to the outside and spears The Dark through the Hell in a Cell panel. Burst - OH my god! Falcoon - He got his wish. Kissens - That was some exchange. Lopes is unsteady as The Dark lays unconscious on the outside. Lopes slowly rolls into the ring as Dunn waits for him. Dunn attempts a clothesline but Lopes ducks. When Dunn turns around he is hit with a kick to the gut and he is set into a suplex position. Lopes hooks his leg and picks him up, then drops him on his head nailing the Dissension Level Event cradle DDT. He quickly covers Dunn as the referee slides into place...1...2...3! Missy Janson - The team of James Dunn and The Dark has been eliminated. Lopes gets up to his feet and tags out to Pascarelli as Mucho Grasa gets into the ring. Burst - Now it's just two teams? Falcoon - Yep. And then which ever team remains, wiill split and face off. Kissens - Yeaaah. Burst - I'm lost. The two lock up before Mucho Grasa pushes Pascarelli away. They lock up again and Pascarelli irish whips Mucho into the corner where Lopes is standing. Pascarelli tags in Lopes, who immediately goes to work on Mucho Grasa. He picks him up and throws him into the ropes with an irish whip, when he comes back Lopes nails a huge spinebuster and immediately goes for the pin...1...2...3! Missy Janson - No Hablo Ingles and Mucho Grasa are eliminated! Now, Lopes will face off against his partner with the winner moving on to the second round of the PDA Tournament. Lopes looks at Pascarelli as he gets into the ring. The two immediately lock up before Pascarelli trips Lopes down to the ground. He nails a leg drop before Lopes gets back up to his feet. Ray attempts a clothesline but Pascarelli catches his arm and nails him with a hiptoss. Lopes gets right back up to his feet and charges Pascarelli, spearing him down to the mat. Falcoon - Lopes has been in control the entire matcch. Lopes mounts him and begins to wail away at him with force. Burst - He's on a mission almost. He stands up off of Pascarelli and stands in the middle of the ring. He crouches down, waiting for Pascarelli to get up. Michael eventually stumbles to his feet and turns around, walking right into a boot to the midsection. Lopes tucks his head and hooks his leg nailing another D.L.E. cradle DDT. He quickly covers Pascarelli...1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winner of this match Ray Lopes! The cell lifts up as Lopes celebrates his victory, moving on to the second round of the Trials and Tribulations Tournament. Burst - Pretty impressive win by Lopes. Just then the arena goes black and "Famous" by Puddle of Mudd starts up. Lopes look to the entrance ramp, waiting for some one to come out and try to interrupt his celebration. Falcoon - Why is there always a party pooper? From behind Lopes, a figure hops over the guard rail and slides into the ring. Kissens - Who is that! He looks good! Lopes turns around and the figure nails him with a diamond cutter. Kissens - That was a Fall from Grace! Burst - Oh no.. The man stands up, revealing himself to be a new-look Chris Green. He walks directly over to Missy Janson and grabs the microphone from her hand. His music dies down as he stares at the fallen Lopes. The fans cheer him loudly as he lifts the microphone to his mouth. Burst - I'm getting out of here! No more hour long speeches for me. Green looks out over the fans who are chanting his name. He smiles. Green - I'm fucking back. He drops the microphone and exits the ring to a chorus of cheers. He holds his arms up as he walks up the entrance ramp. Burst - Oh great. Fuck am I glad my pension is coming soon. Falcoon - Chris f'n Green! Kissens - I did him... Burst - Ewww. Jackie leans over and gives Nick a quick kiss on the lips. He forcefully pushes her off. Burst - God I'm gonna be sick. Missy Janson - The following contest is the Public Display of Aggression Trials and Tribulations tournament! It is scheduled for an Unpretty Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Oh my! Match... 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 titantron, each word at a time. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah Missy Janson - Introducing first.. Toronto's own.... Plague!! Kissens - He's home ya'll! The pyros blast off as the first scream in the song is heard illuminating the whole arena and revealing a man at the enterance ramp with a guitar slung over his black trenchcoat. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The man slowly looks up and begins his walk down to the ring. Falcoon - Several high stakes matches tonight, this of course is one of the most dangerous! Kissens - You're taking the traditional TLC and adding glass plates, that's insane ya'll! Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Looking at my own reflection When he's about halfway, he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Plague raises up to his knees and then raises up and walks over to his corner. Get up, come on get down with the sickness He stops there for a moment before bracing one hand on the turnbuckle and then seamlessy jumping and landing cross legged on the turnbuckle. Burst - We have Pledge, now wheres that idiot Caine with his mop? Falcoon - Listen to these fans here in Toronto! They're nuts for Plague! Missy Janson - And his opponent.... CHASE ROBERTS "The Phoenix is gone and only I remain" "Godspeed" by Anberlin shatters through the PA system as the house lights fade. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE YOUNG Burning down bridges now (scatter the
ashes) Missy Janson - From California, LA.... Chase Roberts!! The lights focused on the entrance fade back up as a figure steps out from the darkness into the light. It is the one and only Chase Roberts. Her eyes scan the crowd impassively as a ripped Black Phoenix mask hangs from her fingers. HEY HEY! Strobe lights hit her face in time with the music. Her dark brown long hair frames her face as she smiles confidently. She lifts the mask in the air. Kill yourself slowly over time, fashion
statement suicide The song slams into the chorus as Chase throws her mask to the ground in front of her, flames shooting up around her. The flames rage around her for a moment as she looks to the sky and raises her arms to the heavens. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE YOUNG! The flames die down as Chase pounds her fist against her chest twice, before stepping out of the circle of flame. WOAH-OH-OH-OH Chase starts towards the ring, her eyes focused on her opponent and ignoring fans around her. Tight black pants enclose her long legs and a simple black wife beater shows off her muscle tone and strength. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE
YOUNG! As she reaches the ring a sardonic smile appears on her face as she points to her eyes then at her opponent. She slides into the ring like a predatory and sits on the turnbuckle with a look of complete disgust on her face for her opponent. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Plague exits the ring and heads right for a stack of ladders at ringside, Chase follows him out smacks him with a double axe handle to the upper back, Plague turns around and smacks her in the head with a chair! Chase falls backwards onto the glass surrounding the ring, but it doesn't break. Plague turns back and grabs a ladder, he slides it under the bottom rope then turns back to Chase.. He looks surprised to see she is no longer there, he turns the other way and receives a large plate of glass across the top of his skull! The glass shatters and sprays the crowd! Falcoon - Lawsuit!! That was a 4 x 4 sheet of glass that was just smashed on Plague's head! Kissens - How is this kind of match even legal? Plague brushes himself off then kicks Chase in the gut, he grabs her head under his arm... DDT onto the shattered glass! Plague rolls her over and the referee drops for the count.. 1...2... Chase kicks out! Plague rolls off her into the glass, he screams and jumps up as a piece goes into his hand. Chase's forehead is cut in multiple areas but she climbs to her knees and pretends not to notice.. Chase lifts up the ring aprion and pulls out a table. The fans boo her as she attempts to set it up at ringside, Plague interupts her with a chair shot to the shoulder blades, Chase turns around and snatches the chair and hits him in the gut with the edge before he can react. She grabs his head and hooks him in the DDT position, Plague counters and rams her back first into the halfway set up table. Plague scoops her up then slams her down into the half set table, barely cracking it.. Chase rests against it as Plague slides into the ring.. he quickly sets up the ladder in the ring.. Falcoon - Oh this won't end well! Burst - Ya think smart guy? Plague climbs to the top rung and looks down over the top rope to Chase... Chase begins to stir.. Plague leaps off the ladder... Epidemic Drop!! Chase rolls out of the way! Falcoon - Fuckin' hell! Plague just leaped with an elbow drop from the top of a ladder INSIDE the ring to the floor! Kissens - Ewww he landed on the table and glass... That.. ewww he's bleeding a lot! Chase seizes the oppertunity and quickly pins him.. .1...2...Plague kicks out! Falcoon - Toronto is going insane on that kick out! Kissens - They love their canuks! Chase grabs Plague by the head and pulls him up... Weary but standing he suddenly strikes her in the jaw with a right hand! Chase swings and connects back.. Plague hits her again! Chase swings, Plague ducks and takes a step back.... The Vaccine! Chase falls backwards and lands ontop of a ladder at ringside. The fans scream and Plague smiles, taking a moment to soak it all up.. He drops to his knees with a bloody face and already swollen ribs then makes the cover.. The crowd counts along ...1...2... KICKOUT! Falcoon - Did you hear these fans holding their breaths? Plague takes a moment to catch his breath. The arena begins to rock as they cheer on their home town hero... "PLAGUE! PLAGUE! PLAGUE!" He rises and looks over the crowd once again... He takes a step back and grabs Chase's feet... The crowd grows louder than ever! Falcoon - I know where this is going!! Kissens - These Canuks love their hitman... Plague wraps her legs around his and twists her... The Death Lock! Falcoon - And there it is Toronto!! The Sharpshooter is locked in! Chase is out cold within seconds from the pain of the glass and the wrenching on her back. The referee raises her hand and watches it drop 3 times before calling for the bell..... Missy Janson - Your winner and advancer..... Plague! Falcoon - There's blood everywhere! Burst - Look's like Alexis and Kaige found another coat hanger! Kissens - ewww man. ewww. Falcoon - Yeah.. What she said! We cut to the back where Prez DK and James Dunn are snickering amungst themselves. They each hold their own paintball gun and have their backs to the wall. Prez DK - ALRIGHT.. This is Draco's dressing room.. On 3 we will kick in the door and start plowing the fuck outta him, then we'll run. Dunn - Are you sure we'll get away? Prez DK - TRUST ME!.. Ok ready? Dunn - No. Prez DK - 1... 2.... 3! Dunn charges at the door and runs right into it. He falls backwards on the ground, DK shakes his head them twists the door knob and kicks the door open. PAT PAT PAT PAT PAT! DK pauses the shooting as he notices something isn't quite right. The camera pans into Draco's dressing room... A man dressed as Big Bird stands in shock with paintball splatters all over him. Heartbreak -.. What the FUCK man? Dunn laughs and brings his gun up. PAT PAT! He nails Heartbreak in the face with two paintballs. Prez DK - Hahaha! ... Woah Ut-Oh! Prez DK darts down the hall desperatly running as fast as his body will let him, the camera's pan back to Dunn who looks confused.. Slowly Dunn glances to his left and spots a pair of boots..... He gazes up to Draco who wastes no time kicking the hell outta Dunn's face. Draco lifts Dunn up by the hair and throws him face first into the wall. The camera's turn back to ringside. Burst - ... Why.. The hell... Was Heartbreak dressed up like Big Bird? Falcoon - I don't ask questions Nick, I just commentate. Burst - And you do a shitty job at it. Falcoon - Thanks pal. Kissens - Hey don't forget about me! ME ME ME ME! Talk about me! Burst - Fuck ... YOUUUU. Kissens - Fuck YOU! Falcoon - It's settled.. You two will fuck each other and no longer deprive the world of a two headed AIDS infest offspring. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a Taipei Death match and part of the Trials and Tribulations tournament... The lights go black as a deep, eerie growl is heard over the PA. Immediately we hear dirty, distored guitars come in before being followed by the drums kicking in. Walk around the room with a glaze in your
stare. Missy Janson - Introducing first.. From Las Vegas Neveda.... Jesse Williams! As the music dies down a bit, we see Jesse Williams walk out from the back. The lights come back up to a normal setting. He holds a bottle of water in his hand as he slowly struts down the ramp. He takes his time walking towards the ring, making sure to take in all his surroundings. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and stops as the music starts to kick back in. NOW YOU'RE DOING THE WALTZ WITH YOUR MURDERER! Walk around the room with a glaze in your
stare. YEAH! He slides into the ring, immediately holding his arms up as the repeated pounding of the drums resonates in the minds of all the fans watching him. He walks to the side of the ring closest to the cameras. He places his left foot on the middle rope, and his right foot on the top rope as he takes a sip of his water. He holds his arm up as he spits the water into the air as the vocals kick back in. Mediocrity is the killer. You find yourself helpless. Strobe lights flicker all over the arena as Jesse climbs back down off the ropes and gets into his corner. He begins stretching, using the ropes and getting himself prepared. He laid emeralds in her eyes, And we painted crooked lines, All I know now is regret, The music dies down and Williams stands up straight, awaiting the beginning of the match Burst - Las Vegas my ass.. Who the fuck does he think he's fooling? Falcoon - I suppose you think he's from Mexico? Burst - DUH. God I hate you fuckin people at commentary. Seriously.. I FUCKING HATE YOU BOTH. I can't stand the sound of your voices! You both just fuckin urk me! Not to mention your faces.. You two are ugly mother fuckers. Kissens - ..... Falcoon - ..... Missy Janson - And his opponent... The Crowd begins to shout as the arena goes black and pictures of a morgue appear on the striketron. Pictures of bodies ripped apart, bodies crawling with maggots, etc. As the fans begin to boo a light shines onto the ramp as the pictures on the jumbotron change to a big grey screen. Missy Janson - From Osaka Japan..... Nirvana! Closer hits the pa as a beautiful image of a butterfly emerging from it's cacoon appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into gold which flashes into silver every other second, than back into gold. Images of babies being born and people filing into churches and other social places to appear on the jumbotron. First just a child walking, and than a bear attacking a wolf and ripping it's guts out. A sigh is sent out over the pa as white powder begins to call from the arena celing. Soon, the jumbotron shows images of past Jeff King matches from SFT and RWA. Finally, the last image shown is of Jeff King holding the SFT title above his head after his first world title win. NIRVANA appears on the jumbotron as King walks from behind the curtains with Lucretia at his side, dressed in torn and tattered battle clothes. They are black and show wear from any battles, As if it's tradition to wear them in each battle he had. The crowd beings to cheer, but most of them are in awe of him as he walks towards the ring with great stride. He has his trademark cane at his side, the tip sharpened into a spike. Around his neck is barbed wire, tied together into a huge rope of wire. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizazze of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys...but nobody looks happy. They all have a sullen-eyed look about them which underlies the true feelings inside of them. Jeff makes his way to the ring, spitting in the fans direction, and nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring with Lucretia, he removes his shirt, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. Lucretia raises his arm above his head and goes in for a passionate kiss, than leaves the ring to take her place at the side. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and nods to the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his barbed wire. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Both men take a couple warm up swings before circling each other in the center of the ring.. Williams checks his tape and makes sure his glass is sticking out and ready.... Nirvana swings first, Williams ducks and drive a knee to his gut. Williams smacks him in the back of the neck with an elbow while hes doubled over. Williams then drags left left hand along Nirvana's temple, cutting him deeply with the glass! Nirvana pulls away and manages to let out a quick left hand that catches Williams in the jaw! Falcoon - A minute into the match and both of these men are bleeding! Nirvana backs off for a moment and checks his own status.. Williams isn't quick to let up! He runs at Nirvana, but Nirvana catches him with a lightning fast round house kick! Williams drops to his knees and Nirvana seizes the oppertunity by punching him ontop of the skull with the glass taped fist! He does it several times before Williams falls to the mat. Jesse lays on the mat, checking his face for blood. Both men are already busted open. Nirvana winds up and drops a fist to the mat towards Williams, but Jesse rolls out of the way. The glass on Nirvana's hand sticks through the mat, keeping him down on one knee while Williams gets up to his feet and nails Nirvana with a right hook to the jaw that sends blood spurting across the ring. Nirvana frees his hand as Jesse wipes the blood from his eyes. Kissens - Why are these two going to battle it out like this when they'll only have to do it again in only hours. Nirvana begins to get up to his feet, where Jesse picks him up and pushes him back into the corner. Williams nails a knife edge chop that rips chunks of flesh out of the chest of Nirvana. Williams smiles before doing his own version of a Ric Flair strut, playing to the fans boos. When he walks back to Nirvana, he is met with a hard boot to the face, following up by a hard knee drop to the back of the head after Jesse hits the mat. Nirvana wastes no time in lifting Jesse up to his feet, only to be brought right back down with a hard clothesline. Nirvana places both of his fists onto the shoulders of Jesse, pinning him down to the mat as the glass pierces his skin. The referee slides into place...1...2...Williams gets a shoulder up, but the glass only digs in deeper. Again, Nirvana pins Jesse down to the mat as the glass penetrates even deeper into his flesh. The referee makes the count again...1...2...Williams throws the opposite shoulder up this time, with the glass digging in deeper again. Williams flips Nirvana off of him as both men jump back up to their feet. The tape on their hands has started to rip off, and only a few pieces of glass remain on the tape. Their hands are very bloody as the glass has started to dig into their hands more and more with each strike. Burst - Look at that. They are covered in each others blood! Falcoon - Ewww! Kissens - Gross y'all! Nirvana throws a right but Jesse ducks it, Jesse attempts a left jab of his own, but Nirvana is able to sidestep out of the way. Nirvana catches Jesse with a european uppercut, following by a snap kick that sends Jesse down to his knees. Nirvana grabs Williams by the hair and begins pummeling him with hard rights over and over. Blood runs down the face of Jesse as he tries to fight it off. Eventually, the tape comes completely off of Nirvana's right hand leaving just his bloody fist. With each strike to Jesse's forehead, blood splatters in every direction. Nirvana eventually lets go, before kneeing Jesse in the face. Williams lays on the mat while Nirvana holds up his bloodied hands. Kissens - I was going to say this match has gone on long enough, but, having it even start would make it go too long! Burst - Oh shut up. Falcoon - Let her speak, asshole. Kissens - Thanks y'all. Falcoon - Okay, now shut up. Nirvana bends over, lifting the seemingly lifeless Jesse back up to his feet. As soon as he gets there, Jesse unleashes a hard right hand to the throat of Nirvana that opens a small gash near his adam's apple. Nirvana gets down to one knee, gasping for air while Jesse tears the tape with glass on it off of his left hand. He lifts his right foot and he places the tape onto the boot of his shoe. He gently steps on it to fasten it to the sole, as the glass in the tape cracks a bit. When Nirvana stands up he is brought right back down with a huge superkick with the right foot Jesse put the tape with glass on. Falcoon - Jesus! How long before one of them passes out? Burst - Liability! I'm out of here! Nirvana hits the mat, his entire jaw wide open and bleeding as Jesse falls on top of him and makes the pin...1...2...kickout by Nirvana. Jesse pounds the mat and pushes himself up to his feet. Nirvana takes a few more seconds to get back to his knees, before pulling himself up to his feet with the top rope. Both men turn around at the same time and Williams charges at Nirvana. He attempts a Spear but Nirvana catches Jesse's head and falls back to the mat as he wraps his legs around Jesse's midsection, locking him in a guillotine. Williams struggles as the glass on the tape from Nirvana is griding up against his face while he is in this move. Williams fights as hard as he can as he pushes himself up to his feet. Nirvana still holds onto the guillotine as Jesse is bent over, but Jesse flips over Nirvana and bridges his back, getting him in a pinning combination. Falcoon - What a reversal! 1...2...Nirvana shows his strength by pushing himself up while still holding onto Jesse's pin combination. They two men rise from their respective bridges and Nirvana ends up twisting around while holding Jesse and he lifts him up into a powerbomb position as Jesse sits on Nirvana's shoulder. Jesse slides down the back of Nirvana, avoiding the powerbomb. Nirvana turns and Williams goes for a clothesline but Nirvana catches his arm. He twists it around the neck of Jesse and slams him down hard to his knee. Burst - The Fuckstar on Williams! Kissens - That was out of nowhere. Falcoon - I think he's got the win if he can cover Jesse. Kissens - The two had quite the exchange before that and Nirvana looks tired. Nirvana is on all fours crawling towards Williams as he gasps for air. Blood slowly rolls down his face, dripping off and hitting the mat. Nirvana eventually gets to Williams and lays a single arm across his chest. Falcoon - This is it! 1...2...thr- kickout! Burst - Ugh, he's on 'roids. Test his piss. Kissens - I can't believe he kicked out. Nirvana looks shocked as the fans are in stunned silence after Jesse kicked out of Nirvana's finisher. Nirvana looks down at the lone fist that still has some of the tape and glass on it and he begins to wail away at Jesse. Pieces of glass stick into the flesh of Jesse as blood continues to run down his face. Nirvana continues punching before he grabs the hair of Jesse once again. He drags him up to his feet as he yells into Jesse's face. Jesse seems out on his feet, so Nirvana grabs his arm and wraps it around his neck once more. Burst - Uh oh, it's over now. Kissens - He's going for it again?? As soon as he does, Williams twists out of the lock and swings behind Nirvana where he nails a falling neckbreaker out of the reversal. Falcoon - Where did that come from? He was all but dead. Williams immediately hops up, dragging Nirvana to the center of the ring. Jesse runs to the corner, hoping up in one bound and turning back to face Nirvana. He jumps off, nailing the Swanton Bomb on Nirvana. Kissens - Oh how the tides have turned! Williams takes a lot of impact to his back and he is slow to recover. Both men lay on the mat for a few seconds before Jesse lays his arm across the chest of Nirvana. The referee slides into place...1...2...thr- kickout! Burst - My god. Falcoon - First Williams kicks out of The Fuckstar and now Nirvana kicks out of the Swanton Bomb. Kissens - They can't have much more in the tank for this match, let alone the Christmas Tree Match. Williams rolls onto his stomach as he trys to regain his breath. Nirvana starts attempting to get up to his feet almost immediately. Jesse is a little bit slower to get up as Nirvana stands up tall in the middle of the ring. Jesse gets up to his knees, using the ropes as he stands up. Nirvana nails Jesse with a hard knee to the abdomen before he irish whips him into the ropes. When Jesse bounces back, Nirvana trys for a big boot but Jesse ducks under. Williams runs to the ropes again, hoping to take the offensive but he is then hit with a big boot out of nowhere that sends him right down to the mat. Nirvana staggers backwards, using the ropes to hold himself up as he wipes the mixture of blood and sweat from his eyes. Falcoon - Williams wasn't too smart there. Nirvana picks Jesse up again, and he pushes him up into the corner. Nirvana nails Jesse with two hard knees, but then Williams fights back with a right hand of his own which cuts Nirvana open on his arm. Nirvana hits Jesse with his taped hand, but Jesse just fights back and nails Nirvana with another hard right that backs him up against the ropes. Williams attempts to irish whip Nirvana across the ring, but Nirvana reverses and irish whips Jesse into the ropes. When he bounces back, Nirvana attempts another big boot. Jesse ducks under and again runs against the opposite ropes. When he comes back, Nirvana attemps the big boot again, but Jesse catches his leg. Kissens - He was smart there! Jesse knees Nirvana in the stomach and sets him up for a Fishermans Suplex as he hooks the leg he grabbed. He picks Nirvana up and right at the peak of his ascent, Jesse slams him straight back down with a sitout powerbomb. Kissens - WHOA! Williams immediately covers Nirvana...1...2...3! Falcoon - What kind of move was that? Burst - He's used it before! Kissens - SHUT UP! Burst - FUCK YOU! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Jesse Williams! Falcoon - Sorry for the technical difficulty folks.. We had this pissy old man poop himself and take it out on his broadc- Burst - You know what? FUCK YOU! Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I can't wait to leave this fucking place! People are getting screwed right and left.. You if aren't up either Aph, Draco, Jesse, or Angel's asses then you're gonna get fucked over! I hope all you fuckers rot in hell. Kissens - You know what old man? You might be leaving reeeeal soon, but until your contract is up you need to sit the fuck down and be respectful to the company that's given you a job for the last 9 years! I'm so sick of your bitching and crying all the time, sit down, do your fucking job and stop being an asshole to the fans! Burst - .... ...
Missy Janson - The following contest is the Santa's Bag of Fun match! Falcoon - Ahem.. Uhhh this is... Well anyway! This is how this match works: Multiple bags will be hung from the top of a 20 foot pole that is attached to the ring post at the ground. Each bag will contain two different weapons and will hang in the center of the ring. Only way to get to the bags is by using a Ladder to climb up and pull them down. The key rule is that you may only use what you retreive. You are not allowed to use the opponents weapons from any bag he removes. One bag will contain the Network Title with a hidden surprise. Person who retreives that bag and snaps the belt around their waist wins the Network Title. Burst - Lame. Missy Janson - Introducing first... PA System - No place to run...No place to hide...The Imperium Age...Has now begun! Missy Janson - 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. Missy Janson - Introducing next, from Whitesboro, New York...Draco! The lights go dark in the arena and the fans hush to whispers in anticipation of what will come. The hushed crowd is cut off by an eerie chorus of little girls singing. Ring around the rosies The voices scream the last word and a majority of the audience covers their ears from the high pitched assault. In the background a low pitched hum is heard. The fans start to stand up as the wail of a guitar is heard joining in with the low pitched hum. The fans are on the feet cheering already. All eyes on the darkened entrance ramp. The screen flickers to life flashing name after name of the OWF roster. Plague Ashes, ashes The children's voices return are seen scrolling along with the names on the big screen just before the vocalist of Circle of Red begins to sing out the lyrics to "Suffer". The names and words fade slowly and bring the arena back into darkness. The guitars are reaching their peak. The drums are kicking in. The fans are still cheering and on their feet. Your words are a scalpel The screen kicks to life and red lights around the entranceway flicker on and off with the beat of the drums. The silhouette of a man is seen. Red light shown behind him. His head is down and the screen flickers to life cementing the identity of that man as Draco. A bloodied and battered Draco holding a title above his head. It is the Network Title. Another clip shows Draco in much the same bloodied state holding the OWF World Title. The music starts to get harder as the two images start to flicker to life. The videos are grainy and look as if you are peering at them through a thin layer of blood. SUFFER! As the last two words are screamed through the PA a series of explosions rip from either side of the stage in a synchronized motion to the center in front of the entrance way. The explosions slowly getting bigger until the last. A figure is seen in the middle of the entrance as the explosion erupts. The man has his head down and his arms out hanging at his side. One arm has a thick belt hanging from it. Reflecting the red light as it sways in the man's grip. Thick clouds of smoke from the pyrotechnics hang in the air as the heavy rock music continues. Broken as I seem to be The smoke starts to clear and Draco is seen standing there with his head still down. The Tag Title exposed to the world as is puts it over his shoulder with a pained expression on his face. The ash and soot covering his shoulders and face. He looks up towards the ring showing his oddly dull blue eyes. His wrists taped as they normally are, but his chest and arms are still bandaged as well. His scarred chest is hidden, which isn't usually the case.. He starts to walk with an obviously limp toward the ring with no showmanship, no act, nothing, but a mission in his head...to make his opponent suffer. ...suffer... A low whisper is heard through the rock music. Draco stands in front of the ring just staring at it. He slides into the ring as the PA sends a low roar, almost demonic speaking that one word. SUFFER! Draco stands in the ring as the lights start to fade back down to their normal state. Draco stands there still half covered in the soot and char from the explosions of his entrance. The music slowly dies off and he stands there waiting patiently for the bell. The signal he can spread the suffering. He tosses the Tag Title over his shoulder not caring about it all. Just caring about the bell. Missy Janson - The third contestant.... Toronto's own.... PLAGUE! 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 titantron, each word at a time. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The pyros blast off as the first scream in the song is heard illuminating the whole arena and revealing a man at the enterance ramp with a guitar slung over his black trenchcoat. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The man slowly looks up and begins his walk down to the ring. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Looking at my own reflection When he's about halfway, he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Plague raises up to his knees and then raises up and walks over to his corner. Get up, come on get down with the sickness He stops there for a moment before bracing one hand on the turnbuckle and then seamlessy jumping and landing cross legged on the turnbuckle. Missy Janson - And finally... From Barrie Ontario Cananda..... GODSMACK! PA System - Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up....Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up! "Smack my Bitch Up" By Prodigy begins to blare throughout the arena as the lights turn to darkness except for a select few single yellow lights beaming down on the entrance as out steps "The Immortal" Godsmack from behind the curtain carying the women's championship by two fingers dangling down to his side. Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up.... Godsmack continues to walk down the ramp as the chorus of boos can be heard throughout the entire arena echooing throughout the halls. Garbage is being launched from every direction flying past, or occasionally bouncing off a body part of Godsmack as he shrugs each blow of pepsi off and slides quickly into the ring as the garbage continues to be thrown at Godsmack. He climbs one of the tunrbuckles and flips off the crowd as that prompts more garbage to be thrown as the lights slowly come back on. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings as Draco immediately goes after Trent Steel. Godsmack and Plague go blow for blow in the middle of the ring with Godsmack getting the advantage. Steel manages to throw Draco out of the ring, to which Steel immediately grabs a ladder that is propped up in the corner. He sets it up in the middle of the ring, right under the bags. He quickly climbs up the ladder, retreiving one of the bags and slowly climbing back down. By that time Draco is already back in the ring and Godsmack nails Plague with a german suplex. Falcoon - Folks, this is showcasing some of our true talent here. Kissens - And looks! Steel reaches into the bag, pulling out a pair of nunchucks and a ninja staff. He drops the bag and weilds the staff as he takes Draco's feet out from under him with a quick swat on the back of the knees. Draco gets back up, only to be struck with the staff right across the throat. He falls to the mat, gasping for air as Steel throws the staff to the outside. Plague has gotten control and has Godsmack leaned up against the set up ladder in the middle of the ring. Plague gets a running start and goes for a splash, but Godsmack catches him. He nails a fallaway slam on Plague, and he smashes into the ladder, knocking it over. Falcoon - What a sign of strength by Godsmack. Trent uses the nunchucks as he chokes Draco with them. Draco eventually gets up to his feet and is able to nail Steel with an elbow to the midsection and then nail a back body drop on the fallen ladder. Draco is slow to get up, but as soon as he does he is met with a hard uppercut by Godsmack. Godsmack pushes Draco back into the corner, nailing him with a few shoulder charges before tossing him down to the mat. Steel gets up to his feet and attacks Godsmack from behind with a double axe handle smash to his back. Steel starts to unload on Godsmack sending him reeling into the ropes. Plague starts to get up and he picks up the ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring again. Steel takes Godsmack down with a russian leg sweep and continues to pummel on him. Burst - Plague is making his way up the ladder! Plague makes his way up at a steady pace as Draco sees this and begins climbing up the otherside of the ladder. Both men get to the top at the same time, but instead of fighting they each grab a bag off of the pole. Draco reaches inside and finds his sack to be full of tacks, while Plagues is full of broken glass. Draco quickly pours out the contents of his bag on top of Plague, temporarily blinding him before Draco launches himself over the ladder and Plague with a sunset flip powerbomb down to the mat. Plague slams off the mat and rolls to the outside as Draco is slow to get up himself. Kissens - What more can you ask for right now? Burst - A blowjob? Kissens - Ew Falcoon - That's sexual harassment. Burst - Shut up, fag. Godsmack and Steel are still going at it until Godsmack takes Steel down with a huge powerslam. Godsmack walks towards the ladder and begins to climb up, with only three bags remaining at the top -- one with the Network Title inside. Godsmack takes his time and eventually gets to the top. He grabs onto one of the sacks but out of nowhere Steel tackles the ladder out from under Godsmack. Godsmack dangles from the bag before it rips at the seams and he falls down to the mat. Inside of the sack is a steel chair which bounces off of his face as he lands on his back. Steel quickly picks up the ladder and sets it up again, but as soon as he does so he is hit with a hard right by Draco. Steel retaliates with a sharp left elbow that staggers Draco backwards. Steel charges, but Draco nails a belly to belly suplex on Steel who crashes onto his back in the ring. Burst - Draco is finally picking up the pace now. Kissens - He has to if he wants this Network Title. Draco walks over to the ladder and begins to climb up, looking at the two remaining bags. He is slow to climb and it gives time for Plague to slide back into the ring. He begins to climb up the same side of the ladder as Draco. Plague and Draco begin duking it out on the side of the ladder. Draco gets the upperhand and reaches up, grabbing a hold of one of the bags when Plague spears him off of the ladder and down to the mat. Godsmack slides into the ring, looking at all three men down and he begins to climb up the ladder for the final bag. He quickly snatches it and he reaches inside, only to pull out a white piece of paper. Burst - Godsmack thought he won! Draco is on the mat, he reaches into his bag and pulls out the Network Title and he wraps it around his waist quickly. Ending the match. Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEW OWF Network Champion.... DRACO! Falcoon - Draco is back in the title picture! And I'm getting word that the piece of paper Godsmack received is a contract to face Draco at Clash of Champions for the Network Championship. Kissens - That's going to be an awesome match! Burst - Hey Jackie.. I bet you can't guess what I have in my pocket.. I'll give you a hint... It rhymes with ROCK! Kissens - You're sick. Burst - ... It's a sock! Crude bitch. We cut to the back where we see Jesse Williams, Ray Lopes and Godsmack talking before the match. Just then Trent Steel walks by as he walks from ringside to the backstage area. Trent Steel - Hey chumps, good luck tonight. You're going to need it! Williams - Yeah, we'll see, bitch. Steel laughs and walks on as the three remaining horsemen talk amongst themselves. Then from around a corner walks Seraph. Burst - Seraph is still here! He walks up to his former stable mates who all stare at him apprehensively. Seraph - I just came to wish you guys good luck. Lopes - We don't need your luck. Seraph - No no, You will. Because if things get out of hand out there, I'm coming down to take a piece out of each of you. The three men stare at Seraph as he begins to walk away. Seraph - See you soon, buddies. We cut back to the ring, as we see the Christmas Tree being assembled. Just then, "The New Black" by Every Time I Die hits the speakers and President Chase Johnson walks out from the back. He stands on the ramp, holding a microphone in his right hand as he looks out over the mass of fans. Burst - I guess we're being joined by Chase before this match gets started. Falcoon - Good work. CJ calls for his music to end and it cuts. Prez CJ - Hello Toronto! How you doin tonight? The fans cheer loudly. Prez CJ - Good, cause we got one more match for you. But before we get to that, I have an announcement I want to make. I was going to make a press release about this, but I decided this would be a better platform. At the February Pay Per View, we will be holding a traditional match of our sister federation, MVW. We're bringing back the King of the Mountain Match. The fans cheer loudly as chants of "M-V-W, M-V-W" start up. Prez CJ - For those of you who haven't heard of this match, it's a doozy. Picture this. Four rings, placed together to make a square. The fans will be pushed back so we have enough room. But that's not it. The connecting four ring posts will be reinforcement for a three foot thick steel pole that will connect to a platform at twenty-five feet high where a fifth ring will be. In the middle of each ring on the bottom there will be a three foot thick steel pole that will run up to the platform holding the ring at twenty-five feet, so added support. Yeah, that's right. There will be a ring in the air, supported by the four below. Burst - I hate this gimmick matches, damnit. Prez CJ - The object is to get up to the top ring, and climb a ladder to retreive this belt.. CJ pulls out a custom championship belt, which he holds up high. Prez CJ - The King of the Mountain Trophy Belt, and the winner will receive a blank contract for one match to do with as they please in the OWF ring. Entrants will be ANNOUNCED soon. Now, please, enjoy the Main Event! CJ exits quickly. The camera's drift across the arena... The fans rise to their feet as they see the lights in the arena fade... We sit in silence for nearly 30 seconds before the light above the enormus christmas tree claps on. A loud cheering echos throughout the dome as more and more red and green lights clap on from all angles above the tree... Missy Janson - The following is tonight's MAIN EVENT!! It's the last match for the year of 2007!!.. It is the annual.. CHRISTMAS TREE MATCH!! The fans all give a standing ovation as the 8 men come out from different angles to the platform that holds the tree at bay. Missy Janson - Introducing the 8 competitors for tonight's match.... Jesse Williams, Godsmack, Ray Lopes, Trent Steel, Nirvana, Chase Roberts, EJ Slayer, and.. Liam O'Malley!! Trent grabs the mic from Missy... Trent Steel - Now hang on a second... Before you ring that bell... I have a present for someone. Trent reaches under the tree and grabs one of the packages.. Trent Steel - Jesse... I know... Now hang on! I know we've been through a lot of hard times but..... Here. Trent holds out the gift, Jesse shakes his head but Trent urges him to take it. Williams agrees and steps forward, he leaves it in Trent's hands as he begins to unwrap it.. Kissens - How thoughtful! Suddenly Trent lunges forward with the gift and smacks Jesse in the face with it! He quickly rips the package open to reveal a solid red brick! Falcoon - AHOOOOOOOOOOO! MERRY FUCKIN CHRISTMAS JESSE WILLIAMS! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Lopes and Godsmack both run for Trent, Trent grabs the second from bottom branch of the tree and swings it around.. It smacks Lopes in the lips but misses Godsmack. Godsmack spears Trent into the spokes of the tree! Jesse and Nirvana are going at it again, not even concerning themselves with the tree while EJ Slayer and Liam O'Malley are both being worked over by Chase Roberts. Godsmack begins to climb up, looking at the platform at ten feet from the ground as Lopes follows in suit. Burst - N4H is getting out to an early start. Nirvana pushes Williams into the tree before nailing him with a hard knee to the chest which doubles him over. Nirvana begins his climb up the tree now, joining Godsmack and Lopes. Chase Roberts has ditched EJ Slayer and Liam O'Malley and grabs onto the tree to begin to climb. Falcoon - There's so much going on! Trent Steel sees the fallen Jesse Williams and walks over to him. He picks Jesse up. Kissens - Could Steel be the new member of N4H? Steel picks Williams up onto his shoulders and nails a death valley driver on the concrete on Williams. Burst - Nope. Steel immediately jumps up and begins to climb as well. Godsmack gets up to the platform and helps Lopes get up as well. The both wait as Nirvana is the closest followed by Chase Roberts. Chase grabs onto the foot of Nirvana, but he kicks her off and she falls about eight feet down to the concrete floor. Burst - Ouch, that's gotta hurt. Falcoon - I have a feeling that's not the first bump we'll see tonight. Burst - I have a feeling you're gay. Falcoon - I have a feeling you're senile! Kissens - Ugh, call the match y'all! Nirvana gets up to the ten foot platform and Lopes and Godsmack are waiting for him. They lay into him with boots, keeping him down. Godsmack uses his strength to keep Nirvana grounded as they try to beat the life from him. Godsmack kicks him in the face, sending blood splattering everywhere from his earlier wounds. Godsmack motions for Lopes to head up to the twenty foot platform and he starts to climb. As soon as he does, Trent Steel gets up to the ten foot platform and he tackles Godsmack down to the platform. He starts to unleash rights and lefts as Nirvana is close behind Lopes at this point as they both make their way towards the top. Falcoon - Looks like these guys want to end this soon. Meanwhile, Jesse has gotten back up and has begun to climb up the tree along with EJ Slayer who disposed of Liam O'Malley. Godsmack kicks Steel off of him, but he can't keep him off as Steel rushes back with a fury of kicks and punches to the fallen Godsmack. Lopes is about halfway to the twenty foot platform and Nirvana is right behind him. EJ Slayer makes it to the ten foot platform next, where he is met with a hard right hand by Trent Steel. Slayer falls to his knees where he is left wide open for a soccer kick to the face which sends him toppling down ten feet to the floor. Kissens - OH NO! Falcoon - Ugh, someone's gonna die. I can feel it. Williams makes it to to the platform as Steel has started to climb up towards the twenty foot platform. Godsmack gets back up to his feet in time to help Jesse up onto the platform. They consult and Godsmack begins climbing after Trent Steel. Lopes makes it to the twenty foot platform, but he can't find the energy to pull himself up and onto it. This gives Nirvana time to catch up and make it to the platform before Lopes. Ray hangs on with his finger tips to the platform before Nirvana steps on his fingers, prompting him to fall back down to the ten foot platform with a huge thud. Burst - You know, Lopes was doing good. Now he's down there with the mexican. It's bad enough he hangs out with him. Nirvana looks up at the star, which is ten feet above him and he begins to climb, but his foot is grabbed by Trent Steel. Williams begins to climb up towards the twenty foot platform as Steel gets up to the twenty platform and he and Nirvana begin to go blow for blow. Neither man is faultering, and neither is flinching as they continue to wail on each other. Then, Godsmack gets up to the twenty foot platform and both Nirvana and Steel concentrate their attention to him. Chase and Liam O'Malley have started to climb up towards the ten foot platform while EJ Slayer lays hurt on the outside. Godsmack gets beaten around badly with kicks and punches. Nirvana and Steel take turns beating on Godsmack. Kissens - They're working together to beat a common threat. Burst - Good fucking observation. I swear. I'm so happy I'm leaving. Williams gets to the twenty foot platform and is immediately met by Trent Steel with a stomp to the back of the head. Lopes starts to move again and begins to make his way up towards the twenty foot platform again. Falcoon - Look, N4H is regrouping. Burst - If by regrouping you mean getting their asses kicked, then yes. Nirvana picks up Godsmack and tries to throw him off the twenty foot platform, but Godsmack reverses it and throws Nirvana face first into the tree. Godsmack waits for Nirvana to turn around before he nails a huge spear on him and immediately hops right back up. He begins to head for the star at thirty feet while Steel beats on Williams. Trent sees this and lays off Jesse and begins to climb to fight with Godsmack. Chase Roberts gets up to the ten foot platform and immediately starts climbing for the twenty foot platform. Liam O'Malley is right behind her and EJ Slayer is just beginning to climb back up the tree. Burst - Oh, there's nothing like watching people beat the hell out of each other. Lopes gets up to the twenty foot platform as Godsmack and Steel are neck and neck heading for the star. They both reach, but then begin to fight as they hold onto the tree branches for dear life. Godsmack hits Steel with his free right and Steel nails Godsmack with his free left. They battle back and forth before they are both yanked back down to the twenty foot platform by Nirvana. Lopes comes up from behind Nirvana and chop blocks him, taking his knee out from under him as Godsmack levels Steel with a clothesline. Falcoon - See, it really was only a matter of time. Kissens - I guess we're lucky Seraph wasn't in this match. Burst - Yeah, he was too smart to hang with N4H. Williams begins to climb up towards the star as Godsmack pounds on Steel, and Lopes on Nirvana. Chase Roberts then comes up to the twenty foot platform and goes after Ray Lopes. The two fight for a brief moment before Lopes knocks her down with a hard elbow. He picks up Chase and hooks her head under his arm. He cradles her leg and nails the D.L.E cradle ddt on her. She lays motionless on the twenty foot platform. While Lopes was occupied, Nirvana recovered and has begun to climb up after Jesse Williams. Godsmack then begins to climb up after Nirvana. Jesse gets within reaching distance of the star, he can touch it with his finger tips when Nirvana grabs onto his leg and tugs him back a bit. Godsmack reaches up and grabs onto Nirvana's leg and he pulls. All three men topple back down to the twenty foot platform. Meanwhile, Liam O'Malley is about half way to the twenty foot platform and EJ Slayer has just gotten to the ten foot platform. Falcoon - This really could go anyway guys. Kissens - Go ahead, say it Nick. Burst - What? Kissens - Just say it! Burst - Say what? Kissens - It could go anyway, just like Jackie. Burst - Oooh, good one. Lopes begins to climb again as Steel slowly gets up to his feet. Lopes takes his time heading towards the star, as he glances down at his competitors. Trent begins to climb up behind Lopes as Godsmack and Nirvana get back to their feet. Liam O'Malley gets up to the twenty foot platform and goes after the fallen Jesse Williams. He strikes Jesse a few times in the back before Jesse gets up and throws Liam face first into the tree. He stumbles backwards and Jesse kicks him in the gut. He sets him up for a fishermans suplex.. Falcoon - Uh oh, here's that move again..That..Fishermans Suplex Sitout Powerbomb He picks up O'Malley, then throws him down with a sit out powerbomb off the twenty foot platform through the ten foot platform and eventuall to the ground. Williams landed on the edge of the platform and almost fell himself. Kissens - We need medics, NOW! Burst - Uh uh uh, he's pretty messed up guys. Nirvana and Godsmack are locked up in a test of strength while Lopes gets up to the star, he reaches for it and he just grazes it with his fingers. Then he grabs a hold of it. Burst - Lopes is gonna win! As goes to pull it off, Trent sticks his head between Ray's legs and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Lopes lets go of the star and it remains on the tree. Falcoon - Now what the hell is this! Steel falls backwards with an Electric Chair drop onto the twenty foot platform. Lopes looks hurt badly as Steel is hung up on the tree still by his legs. Williams sees this and begins to climb up the tree, heading for Trent. Steel inches up, heading for the star which is almost in his grasp. Williams double-times it up the tree and gets up to Steel. Trent grabs a hold of the star but doesn't pull it off the tree as Williams hits him with a hard shot to the ribs. Steel gasps for air as Williams locks his legs onto two of the spokes of the branches and lifts Steel up onto his shoulders ina firemans carry. He jumps down to the twenty foot platform and throws Steel forward off of his shoulders and brings his knee up into his face. Falcoon - Go 2 Sleep Trent Steel! Both men fall to the twenty foot platform as Steel holds his face. EJ Slayer is about halfway up to the twenty foot platform at this time, while Chase Roberts gets back up to her feet. She goes to aid Nirvana in his battle with Godsmack as they two have been going back and forth the whole time. Godsmack boots Nirvana in the stomach, doubling him over. Chase jumps up onto the back of Godsmack and tries choking him. He grabs her by her hair and pulls her up onto his shoulder and he slams her down with a powerslam on the platform. Godsmack stands up and begins to climb up the tree towards the star as Nirvana gets back up to his feet. Godsmack quickly scales up the last ten feet of tree while Nirvana follows him up in hot pursuit. Kissens - Now Godsmack is goin after the star. Godsmack holds on tight as he reaches for the star, just being inches away before Nirvana wails on his back with thunderous forearm blows. Godsmack loses his grip and slides down a bit as Nirvana grabs Godsmack by the head and falls down to the twenty foot platform hitting a DDT. The twenty foot platform is a mess of bodies as Williams, Steel, Godsmack, Nirvana, Lopes and Chase all lay motionless. Jesse starts to get up first, followed by basically all of the other fallen competitors. Williams lays a boot to Nirvana as Godsmack gets up and lays a boot to Chase Roberts for good measure. Williams helps up Lopes who boots Steel in the face. Falcoon - And once again, N4H is in control. Just then, from the back, we see Seraph walk out holding a steel chair. The fans go nuts to see Seraph coming down to the tre. Burst - Hey, he's not in this match anymore! Kissens - I think he has a score to settle with N4H. All three members of N4H look at Seraph as he walks down towards the tree. He slowly begins to climb up, heading towards the top of the tree. Burst - He did say he was going to see them later. Falcoon - Well here he comes. Trent Steel gets up and squares up Ray Lopes who is paying attention to Seraph. Lopes turns and is met with a pele kick that sends him falling off the twenty foot platform down to the ten foot platform with a sick thud. Kissens - Steel just kicked Lopes into next year! Williams turns around to see Chase charging at her and he just ducks and flips her over his back nailing a back body drop down to the ten foot platform. She lays motionless next to Lopes. Burst - Jesus! Falcoon - It's raining wrestlers! Seraph climbs up past the ten foot platform and heads for the twenty foot platform. Godsmack stands up and looks at Jesse as Nirvana gets up to one knee. Steel turns around and checks out the scene. Williams is near the edge of the platform, and Trent Steel notices that. EJ Slayer slides back down to the ten foot platform, exhausted and injured. Falcoon - Williams is in trouble. Kissens - He better move! Burst - He won't. He's stupid. Williams is looking down at Seraph who, with chair in hand, is just about halfway up to the twenty foot platform. Steel charges at Williams and Godsmack sees this out of the corner of his eye. He charges the running Trent Steel and nails a spear right infront of Jesse, off of the twenty foot platform. Falcoon - OH MY GOD! Both men fall down hard to the concrete floor as the fans go nuts. EMT's immediately check on both men as Williams stares down at Godsmack who sacrificed himself for Jesse. Nirvana then attacks Jesse from behind. Burst - I don't know what to say.. Kissens - That was some fall. Falcoon - And now Williams is stuck one on two against Nirvana and Seraph. Seraph gets up to the platform as Nirvana attacks Williams from behind. Seraph stands and watches with amusement as Nirvana runs Williams ragged. Nirvana slams Jesse down with a huge clothesline. Seraph applauds Nirvana and then yells something at him. Nirvana picks Jesse up and hooks his arms behind his back. Seraph holds the chair reared back. Falcoon - Now they're working together? Sheesh. Burst - Sucks to be mexican! Seraph swings, but Williams ducks and Seraph nails Nirvana with the chair. It busts him wide open and he falls down to both knees. Seraph looks shocked at his mistake as Williams slips a few feet away. Kissens - Seraph missed and hit Nirvana instead! Burst - What a dumbass! Out of nowhere, Seraph then nails Nirvana with the steel chair again. And then again. Nirvana is a bloody mess and the chair is dented horribly. Falcoon - WHAT the hell?? Williams stands up and walks towards Seraph. The two hug as the fans boo. Burst - We've been had. Kissens - SO he never left?! Falcoon - Bastards! Williams looks down at Nirvana who is unconscious and bleeding heavily. He then looks up to the star. He begins to climb up the rest of the ten feet to the top of the tree. Falcoon - Well, nobody is there to stop him! Williams scales the tree carefully, eventually getting to the top and pulling the star off the top of the tree, Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEWWWW #1 Contender for the OWF Title.... Jesse ..Williams! Falcoon - It's never a fair fight is it? Never? Even at christmas! Burst - Wah Wah Wah.. Shut up. Kissens - Seraph showed his loyalty tonight ya'll! Burst - Will you stop with the fake ass accent? Falcoon - Williams steals another one! Merry Fuckin' Christmas I guess.... Kissens - See ya after the new year! The OWF logo spins and we fade to black. |
