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- - -DARK MATCHES - - - CokeKid Defeated Cashis Banks VIA Pinfall Jimmy Lightning Defeated Big Baby VIA Pinfall This is a new generation.. A new breed of talent... Whispers fill your ears as the intro to music begins to play. They fade as the singing begins. If you feel... So empty.. So used up.. So
Let Down.. If you feel so angry.. So ripped off.. So
stepped on.. Your not the.. Only one. Clips of the new breed of OWF as well as old footage passes over your screen as "Riot" by 3 Days Grace plays in the background. The opening segment of Addiction grabs your attention and the theme itself becomes addicting. -- LIVE -- Fireworks blast over the stage causing smoke to drift out into the crowd of crazed OWFites. Screaming and chanting over powers the volume of the attempted commentary but begins to decrease as three short shots of the bell ring through the crowd. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell toll rings in a new era of wrestling. Burst - Its Back! I can't believe it but its back! THE REAL OWF IS BACK! PREZ DK IS BACK! Screams OWF original commentator Nick Burst trying to gain the voice leverage. Falcoon - AHOOOOOOOOOO OWF! HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND WELCOME TO OWF MONDAY NIGHT ADDICTION! AHOOOO! The voice your hearing is one of the OWF's newest and proudest additions.. Gordie Falcoon! And beside me is some old guy. He's a REAL CREEP! Burst - Hey.. I'm.. Wait YOUR NOT TOBY WILKS! WHAT THE... FFFFUCK. Stutters Nick Burst jumping back in his seat. He places his scotch on the table in front of him and tilts back and to the side and stares at Falcoon. Nick hestitates before taking a deep breath as reality hits him. Burst - So where'd the gay guy go? Falcoon - They shipped him to Rehoboth Beach with a bunch of dudes to play "69 Dicks". Burst - Oh. Well who the FUCK are you again?? Falcoon - The OWF needed at least one person that could acctually do commentary so they called me... TV's Gordie Falcoon! Burst - I don't think I like you... AT ALL. Falcoon - You don't have to like me, all you have to do is stay alive old man. I was brought in to do all the talking, your just here because people use to like you. Burst - That's it! I'm gonna kick your a.... We cut backstage to the executive office, a huge room filled with four desks, one in each corner of the room. Three of which are empty at the moment but behind one sits OWF Co-Prez Storm. Suddenly the door slams open and in walks former OWF commentator Toby Wilks, he looks around the room then marches strait to Co-Prez Storm's desk. Wilks - I DEMAND an answer! Why the hell am I a reporter and not a commentator anymore? Prez Storm stops his paperwork and slowly looks up while putting his pen down then crossing his arms. Prez Storm - Good afternoon to you too Toby. Listen.. We knew this question would come up eventually, we feel that your not exactly commentary material anymore. You just.. You don't have the 'look' for it anymore Toby. Wilks - Oh come on.. Gordie Falcoon is goofier looking then me! Prez Storm - EXACTLY and it works for him.. If you haven't noticed.. We go for the strange people here in the OWF. Like that guy... Prez Storm points to his left where Meca Blight is standing chewing on the metal part of a stapler. The crowd pops loud at his cameo apperance. The cameras cut back towards Storm. Wilks - Well... This... This sucks! And that guys a retard. Toby Wilks leaves the room slamming the door on his way out, as he slams it Meca staples his tongue and screams in pain. The door opens a second later and in walks Viktor Kool. He peaks his head in the door and spots Prez Storm then walks in. Viktor Kool - Hi. Prez Storm looks up from his desk to see Viktor standing in front of him with a "Diamond Kid" shirt on. Storm stands up to show his "Diamond Kid" shirt off as well. Prez Storm - Nice shirt! Viktor Kool - Thanks. He says while taking a drink of his orange Kool-aide. Viktor turns and walks out. The camera pans over to Meca who has stapled the letters "DK" into his shirt. The scene cuts back to the ring. Burst - Ahh! Who brought Meca Blight back? That guys a walking nightmare! PA System - I did it all.. just for her.. I did it all just for her love's hard as death, just me and my.. Poision Girl! A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and "Poision Girl" by HIM drowns the crowd. Suddenly from behind the curtain comes Alexis Cage dressed in her normal ring attire. Falcoon - Here comes the WoW Champion and she's smokin hot! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the OWF Tag Team Titles! Coming to the ring at this time.. She is the WoW Champion... Alexis Cage! Burst - Finally we agree on something whatever your name is... Falcoon - Its Gordie Fa.... Burst - Yeah whatever guy just watch the chick. I'd split her like.... Falcoon - Woah! Let me stop you there guy! You can't say that. Burst - LIKE WET PINE... Falcoon - There goes our television rights. She holds her arms high in the air and the arena leaps to their feet, she feeds off the energy of the crowd and rushes to the ring where she slides under the bottom rope and leaps onto the turnbuckle. Missy Janson - Anddddd her partner... Eclipse! "Heroes" by Shinedown blares throughout the arena as the screen goes blank white. Slowly black oozes down the screen till all is black. Then the name Eclipse fades onto the black in blue lettering. Eclipse steps out onto entranceway and stops to whip her head from side to side, cracking her neck. Her dark blue eyes seem to light up as if she's trying to keep the crazed intensity within them at bay. Silently she walks down to the ring and climbs in. Burst - This chick is crazy.. I.. I don't even feel comfortable looking at her, and I love bitches! Falcoon - Folks I'm gonna go ahead and appologise for my "Partner" he was born wayy before equal rights came about. Burst - For those that don't know Eclipse had a very rough past that included violence, betrayal, and tradegy which could be the reason she acts like she does today. You can check out her life story on www.myspace.com! Falcoon - What the hell? Your making cheap plugs on OWF tv? Come on man.. Burst - What? Myspace pays good money for a face like mine to advertise for them! Falcoon - You'd sell your soul if you had one.. Gordie states in a disgusted voice. Missy Janson - And now.. Their opponents... The team of Viktor Kool and Firestorm... They are KOOLSTORM! "On Fire" By Switchfoot blasts through the speakers as Viktor Kool and Firestorm appear at the top of the entrance ramp. They are both wearing full length black jackets with their names on the back. Viktor holds up his hands to the audience on the left side as Firestorm flexes for the fans on the right before they cross over and run down the ramp, sliding into the ring. Viktor Kool runs over to the far right side of the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, raising his arms to the crowd as Firestorm grabs a mic from the ring announcer. Viktor flashes open his coat and points to his "Diamond Kid" shirt. Firestorm - Sit right back, make some noise, Hear the sound you make for us boyz! He throws the mic to Viktor who is still on the turnbuckle, and then Firestorm walks over to the ropes and jumps up, scanning the audience with a serious look on his face. Viktor holds the mic to his face. Viktor Kool - Got no reason to cuss, you ain't got nothin' on us! Ain't nowhere to go so watch as we rock this show! Falcoon - idiot.... Kool throws the mic to the outside and jumps down of the turnbuckle, meeting Firestorm in the middle as they both slap a hand shake before retreating to their corner and waiting for the opening bell. Eclipse remains with her back towards her opponents and the bell tolls. Falcoon - Well it looks like its gonna be Eclipse and Viktor Kool starting things off in this tag title match. Burst - Its Viktor KOOL with a "K" idiot.. Falcoon - Thats what I said. How do you know.. It sounds the same! And why am I even arguing with you. Burst - Because your WRONG. Falcoon - Just shut up and watch the match. Viktor Cool and Eclipse start things off. Her back is turned away from her opponent until the bell rings. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) When the bell sounds she turns and walks to the center of the ring. She looks eye to eye with Viktor Kool then dares him to hit her. He shrugs his shoulder and gives her a stiff right hand to the face. It jars her a bit but she cracks her neck and tells him to do it again. Again he strikes her in the face, this time busting her lip open. She takes her own blood as she sucks on her lip then holds her head up high. She nods then looks back up and screams out "PERFECT!" before delivering a lightning fast head butt to Kool's nose! Falcoon - HOLY SHIT! Burst - Mannnn.. Thats one brutal chick! She raises her knee and nails Kool in the midsection, he hunches over and she shoots herself off the ropes, he springs off and nails Kool with a flying elbow just as he leans up. Relentlessly she mounts him and begins delivering hard right hands to his face. The referee in this match, Jacob Daniels gives his warning then finally pulls her by the shoulder. She leaps to her feet, pushing the ref back. He warns her of disqualification but she simply snarls at him then turns back to her opponent who is crawling across the ring with a bloody nose towards his partner. They both reach for the tag but Eclipse grabs Kool by the leg and jerks him across the ring. She kicks him in the side then brings him to his feet. He attempts to whipe the blood from his face but she grabs his arm and delivers a harsh arm breaker, she doesn't release the grip on his arm and pulls him back up then delivers a shoulder wrench, she turns it into a hammerlock and holds him in place. Suddenly he runs backwards smashing her into the corner post then reaches over and tag's in his partner. Firestorm leaps over the top rope and eaisly pushes Kool out of his way and out of the ring. Firestorm lays into Eclipse in the corner delivering punch after punch. Finally after the 7th punch she falls to the mat in the corner. Firestorm runs to the other side of the ring and measures her up for a bronco buster, Alexis instantly jumps to the top rope and leaps off delivering a springboard inverted side kick to Firestorm's head! Firestorm hits the mat the rolls out of the ring to regain himself. The fans give both ladies a standing ovation, Alexis bows to her fans but Firestorm grabs her foot from behind and trips her to the mat. He leaps up to the aprion and strait to the top rope where he nails a springboard leg drop on Alexis. Before he can stand up he is plowed from behind by Eclipse who nails him with a running knee! Firestorm lays out on the mat, Viktor Kool climbs between the ropes and sneaks up on Eclipse who is waiting for Firestorm to get back onto his feet. Kool grabs Eclipse by the hair and yanks her to the mat, followed by a quick leg drop. Kool slides out of the ring, just buying his partner enough time to get to his feet. Eclipse shakes it off and climbs to her feet. Alexis is reaching out for the tag but Eclipse simply looks at her then looks back at Firestorm, She runs towards Firestorm and attempts a boot to the face, Firestorm catches her by the upper thigh then picks her up and slams her powerbomb style onto the mat. He too falls to the mat, drained from the move. He slowly crawls across the ring towards his corner. Eclipse lays motionless on the mat. Falcoon - Both competitors down! They both need to tag and let the fresh man and woman in. Eclipse shakes from her nerves then slowly raises her head up. She rolls onto her stomach and crawls to the ropes. She looks up, just inches away from a more than ready Alexis Cage who is stretched out for the tag. Firestorm tags in Viktor Kool... Eclipse gets a surge of energy and insted of tagging her partner she darts across the ring and spears Kool to the mat. A mixture of blood and sweet roll down both of their bodies. She rolls Kool onto his back then covers.. 1...2... Kool kicks out! She grinds her teeth as she stands up. She looks down at Viktor Kool then grabs his "Diamond Kid" t-shirt and rips it half way down. She stops to regrip then pulls it the rest of the way off his body and throws it outside the ring. Alexis is in her corner begging for a tag.. Eclipse refuses to tag and lift Kool to his feet. She grabs his hand and attempts an irish whip into the ropes, its reversed and Eclipse is slung into the ropes... Alexis slaps Eclipse on the back tagging herself in. She jumps over the top rope and runs towards Viktor Kool, she nails him with an elbow to the jaw then follows it up with a running bull dog! Excited as ever Alexis again shoots herself off the ropes... Firestorm pulls down the top rope and sends her flipping over the top to the outside. Eclipse takes her position in the corner, not at all happy with what has happened. Kool reaches over and tags in Firestorm. Firestorm jumps down from his corner and scoops Alexis up then slides her back in the ring. Firestorm lifts Alexis up... FLAMETHROWER! Kool seizes the moment and runs towards the ropes, he nails Eclipse with a double axe handle knocking her to the outside of the ring. Firestorm goes for the cover... 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here are your winners and NEW OWF Tag Team Champions... KoolStorm! Viktor Kool and Firestorm! Falcoon - That was a close one! We have tag champions! Burst - God that woulda been embaressing having two chicks as our tag champions. Koolstorm is the OWF's hero Falcoon - Yeah that woulda been something. And by something I mean a little embaressing for our company. The scene cuts back to the ring. Alexis Cage is just getting up, she holds her side with one hand and her head with the other. Behind her Eclipse is stareing hard, she waits 3 seconds before rushing towards Alexis. Suddenly from behind she kicks Alexis causing her to fall through the middle rope and onto the ground outside the ring. Burst - HEY! She can't do that to the WoW champ! Falcoon - That's just uncalled for. Eclipse climbs out of the ring where she grabs the WoW by the back of the head with one hand, the other she uses to pull up the protective matting on the floor. Falcoon - Oh no way.. Burst - I like cat fights but come on you can't mess up her face.. Then what will I jac....(Censored!!) Falcoon - No visuals please Nick! I don't wanna know about that and neither does the world. With the cement exposed she slams Alexis's face into the cold hard ground over and over again. Alexis is dripping with blood as gasping for air. You see tears run down the champions face. Burst - Come on.. Que security please. This is sick shit. Eclipse stands up and with a wicked grin she whipes the blood from her hands. Alexis tries to push herself up with her hands... Eclipse grabs her by the hair and lifts her up to her knees. Burst - Eclipse's eyes are glazed over. I don't think she realizes how far she's taken this. Falcoon - Oh my god, please don't do this to her.. End of Innocence on the guard rail to a lifeless Alexis Cage! Happy with the results Eclipse turns and walks away with a sense of accomplishment floating in her mind. Paramedics rush by her on the ramp with a stretcher, security finally makes their way down. Eclipse glares at them as they surround her. None of them make a move, they just watch as she continues to walk up the ramp and to the back. Burst - Get that bitch outta here. Thats fucked up man. Falcoon - Ew ew! Burst - What? Falcoon - Nothin.. Burst - Your a stange one kid. Falcoon - Wooooo... Look at me... NOW LOOK AT YOURSELF! Burst - What the.. Falcoon - Its my new saying, you like it? Burst - Acctually.. Yeah I do. Damn it... PA System - Kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a WoW Public Display of Aggression match! On her way to the ring at this time.. Amanda Davis! Pouting ska-pop hooks embed in the audience's ears, and the crowd begins to sway as the Grapple Princess herself, heir to Canada's greatest wrestling legacy, Amanda Davis steps through the curtains. She sways seductively side to side, despite her tomboyish jeans and T-shirt attire, as she makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands and enduring the very occasional heckling from a Piter Svoboda fan. In the ring, she makes her way to her corner and stretches out. Falcoon - This will be a good match. Don't know alot about Amanda Davis's history other than she's been around wrestling her ENTIRE life. She's a second generation superstar, the daughter of "Gorilla" Greg Davis a wrestling legend. Burst - Isn't this Piter Svoboda's ex? Falcoon - In deed muuwhwhwhaahahhaa. Burst - Don't do that.. Falcoon - LOOK AT ME! NOW LOOK AT YOURSELF! Burst - Are you done? You gonna keep doing that? It could get old FAST! Missy Janson - Her opponent.. Tara Headoff! "The Game" by Disturbed plays over the PA System and Tara is shown at the top of the crowd, a spot light shines on her with a kendo stick in her hand held above her head. Suddenly she smashes the kendo stick across her forehead then runs through the crowd to the ring. Falcoon - I saw Tara's latest shoot on the OWF Network and she likes to party! Burst - Hey you don't have to tell me! Trust me... I know! Falcoon - No you don't. Burst - No but her and a buddy of mine.. Got.. It... On! Falcoon - Why are you just quoting random movie lyrics? Burst - Coulda been funny if you woulda finished it.. Homo... (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Tara darts towards Amanda in a spear attempt, Amanda side steps her at the same time pushing her to the mat. Tara quickly crawls back to her feet using the ropes to pull herself up. Amanda rushes at her grabbing her by the arm and delivering a quick arm drag take down. She coverts it and locks in a cross arm bar submission. Tara uses her feet to grab the bottom rope. Referee Crissy Kiven informs Amanda to break the hold and she does before a count is administered. Tara slides under the bottom rope and lifts up the ring aprion she grabs a turnbuckle wrench from under the ring then slides back in. Amanda stares at her from the opposite corner and waits for a move. Tara runs toward Amanda swinging the wrench wildly, Amanda ducks and barely misses taking one to the head. She grabs the top of the wrench and pulls it out of Tara's hands. Tara's eyes grow with fear as she panics.. Amanda throws the wrench out of the ring and glares at Tara before calling for a grapple. Hesitant at first Tara moves forward and they lock up.. Amanda gains instant leverage and pushes Tara down to her knees. Tara breaks the hold but Amanda is too quick, she grabs Tara and locks on the Alluminum claw! Falcoon - Thats such a paralyzing move.. Tara can't even tap out. After 10 seconds of Tara fighting by moving her body the few ways she can, blood begins to run down from her nose. Amanda releases the hold as soon as she sees this and the referee calls for the bell... Missy Janson - Here is your winner... AMANDA DAVIS! Tara lays motionless in the ring while blood continues to poor from her nose. Amanda kneels beside her with her hand over her own mouth. Falcoon - Oh my god. Burst - Get the EMT's NOW! Nobody arrives so Gordie throws down his head set and runs to the back. Burst - Folks we see alot of stuff here in the OWF but nothing compares to a serious injury like this. Prez DK and Prez Storm lead by Gordie Falcoon and followed by a team of paramedics rush to the ring. Burst - This could be bad.... For the first time you hear a cracking in Nick Burst's voice as his concern overwhelms him. Burst - I've seen this move hurt alot of people in my day. When you apply the pressure with the temples it can really do two things. One, the palm can eaisly break a persons nose, or the pressure can cause an instant hemorrhage. Burst breaths heavy then throws his head set to the side for a moment. In the ring the EMT's are cautiously moving Tara onto a stretcher. Amanda is leaning against the turnbuckle with her head down and her hand over her mouth shock and terror seem to be her reaction. They lift her out of the ring and wheel her to the back. The arena is silent as the ring clears out. Gordie walks back to the announce table and takes his seat. He slides his headset back on and the first thing you can hear is a shy. Falcoon - Uhhhh.... Man lets just.. Well.... Burst - Our thoughts and prayers go out to the family and friends of Tara Headoff and we hope for a speedy recovery. Falcoon - Thanks. Burst - Yup. Theirs still silence as the cameras cut to the back. Where a long black stretch limo pulls up, it pases the camera and they zoom in on the lisence plate that says "WOW PREZ" The door opens and out steps Jackie Kissens. From the side Prez Storm walks up to her shaking his head. Prez Kissens - Whhhaaaat.. What do you want Joe? Prez Storm - Just wanted to say sorry about the bad news.. Prez Kissens - What? What bad news? Prez Storm - Oh.. uhhh.. shit. Prez Kissens - What?! Tell me.. Prez Storm - Ugh... Oh boy.. This is akward... Uhhh... Prez Kissens - If you don't tell me.. I'll kick you right in the balls. Prez Storm - Listen.. Maybe you should just go talk to DK. She throws her hair back and shakes her head as she walks away. Storm looks into the camera and gives a silent laugh. Falcoon - What do you think thats all about? The camera pans over to show Nick Burst pretending to be asleep with his head tilted back. Falcoon grabs Nick's scotch and tosses it on him, Nick leaps up brushing off the ice to the ground, his face turns red as Falcoon laughs. Burst - Oh are you FUCKING serious? Silence for a moment followed by an innapproiate answer: Falcoon -YES! He says dragging the "S" out with an enthused voice. Burst - Your an asshole. Falcoon - Ahooooo! Its ok.. its ok He says between his own laughter. Falcoon - Its OK! We're even! Burst - I didn't even do anything to you! Falcoon - I forgive you... Falcoon says with a serious voice facing Burst, he turns then grins into the camera. PA System - Are you ugly? A Liar like me? A loser? A lost soul? Someone you don't know.. Money its no cure. A sickness sooo pure. Are you like me? Are you ugly? WE ARE DIRT! WE ARE ALONE! YOU KNOW WE'RE FAR FROM SOBER! WE ARE FAKE.. WE ARE AFRAID. You know it's far from over... Look closer... Are you like me? Missy Janson - Good evening everyone and WELCOME to the new brand of OWF Wrestling! At this time please help me in welcoming OWF Owner and President.. Scott 'The Diamond' Kid! "Ugly" by The Exies hits over the PA System as the originator of the OWF steps out onto the OWF stage for the first time in two years. The camera's scan the stands to show signs held high for the father of the OWF The Diamond Kid. The fans pop on his arrival, he smiles with a sly grin before walking down the ramp towards the ring. Halfway down he stops and retrieves his mic from his back pocket. Prez DK - Woah Woah Woah.. Hang on.. Cut my music for a sec guys. The fans quiet down and respect the man as he speaks. Prez DK - Now.. I can't come down to the ring for the first time in two years without bringing the SOURCE of my newest creation with me. At this time.. Ladies and gentlemen please stand up.. Get on your MOTHER FUCKING FEET! I MEAN IT! STAND UP... for the WoW President......... Falcoon - He's bringin Jackie with him? What? Why? Burst - He's probably doing her like everyone else! Falcoon - Everyone.. EXCEPT TOBY WILKS! ZZZZAAAAAAA! They exchange laugh but its broken by the PA system. PA System - THE BITCH IS BACK!!! Burst - What the fuck.. Thats not Jackie's music.. Falcoon - AT ALL! Burst - Shut up! The lights dim as "GOING UNDER" by Evanescence blares throughout the arena. Prissy walks out from behind the entrance, the fans pop and those still sitting leap to their feet! She pauses slightly giving just enough time to breath in the crowds reactions. Falcoon - Its Prissy! Burst - No SHIT Mr Obvious! Prez DK - YOUR WoW OWNER AND PRESIDENT... PRISSY! Prissy walks down the ramp way and meets up with Prez DK who casually places his arm around her shoulder and squeezes. They stop to pose for a moment then walk down to ringside. DK slides under the ropes, his normal method for entry then leaps to his feet and holds the ropes open for Prissy. Falcoon - Thats a gentleman for ya! Ahoo! Burst - That a boy DK! Getcha some! Prez DK - Ahoooooo OWF! Falcoon - Ahooooooo! Burst - A-ooOhh shut up Falcoon! Prez DK - Hey welcome everyone to my home here in Phoenix! Mannnnn... He says before taking a breath, giving the fans a chance to cheer. A "DK" chant flows through the crowd. Prez DK - You guys are too much. Don't let me get choked up... He says turning and looking at Prissy. She nods letting him having his well desurved time to talk. Prez DK - Soo long time no see huh? Its been a rough road for me folks. "Thrown away" by Vast hits as the fans explode into a mixed reaction.. Green enters the top of the entrance way and strolls down to the ring keeping his eye on DK. He steps into the ring calling for a mic. Prissy steps back towards the turnbuckle and a mic is tossed up from the side for Green. Green - Cut this shit RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. Prez DK - What "shit" would that be Mean Green? Green - Did I say you could just re open this federation? Did I say you could just simply turn on a switch and play the game like nothing has happened in the past 2 years? Prez DK - Look, alot of shit happened to me the last few years. I had some problems and well.. All that is behind me and I'm ready to move on, so if you would please step out of MY ring Chris and let me talk to my crowd. Green - Page 6 article 3. You gave up the rights of this federation to Caleb. This was almost 2 years ago. Prez DK - He would give the rights back to me knowing he has respect for the man who MADE THE OWF?!! This is MY company! Green - I am not finished yet. Anyway after being rudely interrupted by this pansy. Caleb after suddenly pulling what we call in the business a "DK" vanishing act the fed was on the verge of closing AGAIN. September of 2005 a man stepped out of the shadows. His name? BRYAN TANN. He assumed rights to the OWF name and the federation itself along with its headquarters. Prez DK - I WAS IN FUCKING PRISION! Your boring me with this stupid story Green. So cut to the chase here, we have 15,000 paying customers wanting to watch some of the great matches we have in store for the remainder of the night. Green - DK SHUT YOUR MOUTH. Stop the yapping. Now Bryan Tann had some financial problems so the MASTER OF DISASTER Blade a legend in this business bought Tann out 50% of the OWF. At this point they were co owners of the federation. Still though OWF was winning the ratings war with ASW and other federations around. Financially things started to look up as I assumed role as THE FRANCHISE and world heavyweight champion. Prez DK - What is this? Fucking history class.. I don't care! Of course we get to hear how you carried the federation yada yada yada.. But you still haven't addressed your point here!! So either shut up and get out of my ring or get to the fucking point! Green - Ok I will GET TO THE FUCKING POINT. Blade and Tann gave the rights of the OWF to myself and Shorty a 50% split down the middle. Right before the OWF closed SHORTY gave me his 50% rights and as of right now? Legally? I AM THE OWNER OF THE OWF. Now back in June I closed the federation due to the fact I was tired of the bitching. Tired of the complaining. I had a staff that was unreliable. People didn't respect me for what I was doing which was putting a show out there week in week out! You were nothing more than a faded memory at this point. A series of boos fill the arena followed by a "DK" chant. Green - Chant his name ALL you want! But just remember.. You still watched MY SHOW'S when good ole "DiK" was gone. Prez DK - A brilliant man once told me.. Excuses are like assholes.. But man YOURS STINKS! Burst - I thought excuses are like women, everyone dude has done one.. Falcoon - Except for Toby Wilks! Falcoon and Burst - ZZZZZZZAAAAAA! Prez DK - Its my creation Green. I can do whatever I want whenever I want. If I want to reopen the OWF 50 times I will! Green - Then consider yourself taken to court. And consider the OWF shut down ONCE AGAIN. All of you pieces of shit out there? GO HOME. And if you want a refund? FUCK YOU. There will be no refund. Prez DK - You can't do that Chris. Green - I just did. Prez DK - No really I mean you can't. Green starts to walk out with a shit eating grin on his face when DK stops and taps him on the shoulder. Green - Don't fuckin touch me.. Prez DK - Then I challenge you Green. Green - What? You're a dirty fucking has been. Prez DK - You chicken shit. I never thought I'd see "The Great" Chris Green back down... I challenge you man. Green - To a game of thumb wrestling? HAHAHAHA. Prez DK - TO A WRESTLING MATCH YOU MORON. Green - You think I will fall for your scams? All these guys are on YOUR payroll. Prez DK - Alright then be a chicken shit. Green starts to walk off towards the top of the stage. Prez DK - Guess the OWF will always have one up on you Green. Your pathetic. You never have amounted to jack shit in this federation or any federation. Hall of Fame? Fuck that. Your NOTHING! Green starts to get pissed and turns around as the entire arena is chanting "pussy.. pussy.. pussy" Green - You want it? Prez DK - I want to kick your face in for the RIGHTS OF THE OWF!!! Green - Then it has to be ON MY TERMS!!! Prez DK - I just want to kick your ass from pillar to post. Green - CHRIS GREEN VS DIAMOND KID TOWER OF DEATH MATCH. I want to beat you at YOUR OWN GAME. Stips are as follows. If you win this match.... You get the rights of the OWF. Its all yours to do whatever you want. IF I WIN though... Green pauses with an almost sadistic laugh. Green - YOU SIR ARE FINISHED. FOREVER. No come backs. You are erased from the OWF. Also I CLOSE THE DOORS FOREVER. Too much is on the line for you to accept these terms. You lose all respect. I just don't think you have what it takes to accept this!!! Prez DK looks to the mat then begins to pace around. Prissy gives him the nod and he looks back at Green. Prez DK - I accept! Green - Right now until CLASH OF CHAMPIONS. The OWF is on a probation. I will let it be. But after CLASH ITS OVER.. DK you just made the biggest mistake of your life! Burst - And Chris Green.. This is strait from the mouth of Nick Burst... FUCK... YOU! Falcoon - Clash of Champions 6! Prez DK.. The Diamond Kid Vs Chris Green TOWER OF DEATH!? I still can't believe it. Burst - I'll tell you one thing, I worked for Chris Green once and I'll never make that mistake again. The guy's an asshole! Falcoon - He's an asshole with the rights to our company and contracts Nick. Burst - Until DK kicks his ass. SOMEONE GET ME A DK SHIRT! Prez Prissy and Prez DK leave the ring and head for the back. PA System - M...V...P... Missy Janson - The following contest is an elimination match for a bye in the first round of the Road to Glory Tournament! Coming to the ring at this time.... Mike Van Pelt! A loud explosion rocks the arena as Mike Van Pelt jumps down from above the entranceway onto the stage. He points out into the crowd and smiles as the fans leap to their feet! Slowly he begins to walk towards the ring slapping hands with the fans on the way by, he makes it to ringside then turns and decides to make a trip around the ring slapping hands the entire time, he makes his circle then slides into the ring where he slaps hand with the referee. Missy Janson - Introducing at this time... Angel! 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. 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. Missy Janson -The third competitor in this match... 'The Iron Fist'... Tim... Slate! Unforiven by Metallica plays and the lights in the arena dim as blue and red spotlights race around the arena. Tim Slate steps out onto the stage and smoke swarms around him. He throws his right hand in the air and lighning bolt pyro shoots down infront of him. Slate walks to the ring with an evil sadistic grin on his face. Because of the mixed reactions from the crowd while walking to the ring Slate stops and talks trash to the fans and acts like he is going to backhand them. Slate steps up onto the ring apron walking slowly across it looking out into the crowd. He enters the ring by steping over the top rope. PA System - Chi-Town's Finest! The arena goes dark as over the PA comes a distorted voice that says "Chi-Town's Finest" and it echoes as it fades out. Missy Janson - And finally introducing... Shyne! The same voice then says "I Still Run This Shit...". Shyne's voice is heard now as his voice yells over the PA "ITS MY TIME...MY TIME TO SHYNE!" At that moment, "You Dont Know" by 50 Cent, Eminem, Lloyd Banks, and Cashis hits the PA and a light shines down in the middle of the stage as Shyne appears there and the crowd goes nuts as they spot him. He crosses his arms and leans back a bit as Blue and White pyro blast on both sides of him and all the way down the ramp and around the ring. Shyne walks down the ramp with a swagger and the crowd is going insane for him. Shyne hops up on the apron and climbs inside the ring, he hops on the turnbuckle and crosses his arms and gives a gangsta lean. He hops off and repeats this on the other three turnbuckles before hopping off and waiting in the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell sounds as all three men are in the ring. They circle one another as if they are sizing up each other for an oncoming attack. Mike Van Pelt goes in for the attack on Angel as Shyne comes up behind the suspecting Angel, Angel turns and nails a right hand to the face of Shyne. Angel turns around and is welcomed by knife chops to the chest by Mike Van Pelt. Tim Slate is trying to decide where to start and stands back in the corner. Shyne regains his composer as he joins in with Mike Van Pelt. They grab each of Angel's arms and sling him across the ring into the opposite ropes and then attempt a double close line. Angel ducks and as the other two turn back around Angel close lines them to the mat. Both Mike Van Pelt and Shyne go down and Angel starts stomping away at Shyne for the attack he delivered earlier. Tim sees his chance and attacks Angel from behind. Tim spins Angel around and kicks him in the gut with such force it drives the air from Angel. Angel kicks him in the knee and pushes him off with the little air he has left. Mike Van Pelt tries to get up while Angel is distracted. Angel knocks down Tim and is on fire as he knocks MVP down. Shyne attempts to get up and he is knocked down. Mike Van Pelt gets up to the opposite corner and waits for Angel to stop stomping Shyne. He runs at Angel and Angel is knocked to the mat. Mike Van Pelt starts to run at Shyne who is to one knee and punches Mike Van Pelt in the stomach. Mike Van Pelt hunches over at the sudden blow and then is hit in the face by Tim who is now back in the game. Angel stands up in the corner leaning against the ropes looks for his que. Angel is unnoticed by Tim and Shyne as they continue to exchange rights and lefts. MVP joins in the mix as they all three start to exchange punches. Angel launches himself up on the middle rope and springboards off the top falling on the other three as they all hit the mat. Angel is first to get up and pulls up Shyne by the arm. He throws him with raw strength into the far corner and then runs into him with a back elbow to the face. Angel grabs his arm again to fling Shyne into the other corner but Shyne reverses it and Angel flies into the unaware Mike Van Pelt. Angel topples out of the ring and Mike Van Pelt lands against the ropes. Shyne lifts Mike Van Pelt onto his shoulders in a farmermans carry and then sidewalk slams him onto the mat. Shyne goes for an early cover 1...2 .. Kickout by MVP! Angel is up on the outside and walks around the ring up the steps. Tim sees Angel and runs delivering a forearm to the face of Angel.. Tim turns his back and Angel grabs him by the shoulders and slams the back of his head down on the apron. Angel gets in the ring and is struck down by MVP. MVP is tripped by Tim who is on the ground. MVP catches his temple on the bottom turnbuckle and is knocked the fuck out. Shyne runs over and grabs up Angel and tosses him across the ring and runs in for a splash. Tim sees his opportunity and covers MVP. The referee counts. 1...2...3 Missy Janson - Mike Van Pelt has been eliminated! Shyne drop kicks Slate in the head before he has the chance to stand up from the pin. Shyne gets to his feet and Angel runs into the mix and drop kicks shyne out of the ring. Shyne flies into the outside rail and is shaken up. From behind Slate rolls up Angel.. 1...2... Kickout by Angel! Angel rolls out and jumps to his feet, Slate jumps up and grabs Angel by the throat. Angel kicks him in the shin and he releases the hold. Suddenly from behind Shyne has climbed back into the ring he rolls up Slate holding the tights the entire time. Angel simply sits back and watches as the ref counts.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Tim Slate has been eliminated! Slate leaps up furious. He flips the referee off then slides out of the ring, pushing MVP down on the way out. Angel runs forward from the corner with a running lariet, but Shyne ducks underneath and Angel sends referee Jamal Henderson smashing to the mat, uncoincious. Burst - Oh get up.. You didn't even get hit hard. I've seen cops beat this guy with night sticks on the curb before and he STILL swallowed the drugs. Angel whips around looking for Shyne again, but Shyne smashes a fist hard into the Jaw of Angel and follows up with a series of right hands. Shyne slowly begins to push Angel back into a corner with hard right hands. Shyne backs up and smashes his right elbow into the face of Shyne causing blood to fleck over the canvas of the mat. Angel drops to his hands and knees as Shyne plants a boot right to the rib cage of Angel, causing Angel to cough and choke. Shyne turns around and throws his arms up high in the air, calling for "Time to Shyne". Falcoon - This is it! Its about to be Time To Shyne! But from behind Shyne, a figure dressed in all black and a mask slides over gaurd rail and into the ring. A set of brass knuckles rest on his right hand. He taps Shyne on the shoulder, and when he turns around...the mask man feeds him the right hand with the brass knucks on it. Shyne's eyes rolls back in his head as he crumples to the ground. The masked man walks over to Angel and rouses him...telling him to finish it. Falcoon - Oh come on.. Who uses masks these days? Burst - People that rob stuff.. And ugly people. Falcoon - I wasn't looking for an answer. Angel gets up and walks over the Shyne and picks him up and lands "Angel's Redemption" and holds for the pin. Conviently the Ref comes to and makes the count...1...2...3 Missy Janson - Here is YOUR winner of the Elimination match... Angel! The masked man slides back into the ring, and Angel turns to face him. Momentarily it looks as if the two are going to fight but the masked man pulls off his mask and jacket to reveal Plague, and his Hells Fire shirt. Falcoon - Oh thats just the people we need in OWF.. Hells Fire.. Burst - These guys are great! I love the random beat downs they deliver! Angel suddenly pulls his shirt off to reveal a Hell's Fire shirt as well. Plague grabs a mike and leans down over Shyne's face.. Plague - SHHYYYYNNNEEE! WAKE UP BUDDY! Plague leans down and raps the mic on Shyne's forehead. Shyne lets out a small groan. Plague - Since I've got your attention listen closely...because this will be the most useful thing that you'll ever learn and that includes your three years of formal education. I guess that since your a "legend", you figured that you could take Hells Fire. I guess that since your "Chi-town's finest" that you had what it took to take us on. Well allow me to educate you, my dumb friend...when you FUCK with HELLS FIRE WE FUCK YOU HARDER! Plague hands the microphone over to Angel. Angel - As for Wolf...I can assure you that he is alive and very much well. I can also assure you that the only cocksucker in this building...is a black guy laying flat on his back right now. Plague - And as for Hell's Fire...we're back and we know no boundaries. Unless you got Hell's Fire in your blood, you might as well make a reservation at the hospital. PA System - Cali... Fornia looovvveeee.. "California Love" by Tupac ft. Dr. Dre blares over the speakers and Greg Jackson comes out to the entrace way to a thunderous ovation! He smirks at the crowd while Plague and Angel look displeased to see him. Greg waits for the crowd to die down and he brings a microphone to his mouth to speak. Greg Jackson - I'm not out here to argue with you guys. I'm not here to dispute anything you guys said. I would, it's just that I wasn't listening to a damn word you said! The crowd roars in approval! Greg Jackson - Hey Plague, nice to see your still wearing your faggy make-up. It's ok though, cause I talked to the Devil, and he still thinks you're pretty! You'll make a fine bitch in hell when you die, don't worry! You can her an unexpected chuckle over the monitor from the commentators. The crowd laughs as Plague mouths off Greg. Angel - What's he talking about? Plague - Don't worry about it...he thinks I worships Satan... Greg Jackson - But it seems Hells Fire found a new reject to call one of their own! Angel! Wow! Impressive! Nice name too... Angel... you do know you're in a freaky Satanic cult, right? Or are you one of those Dark Angels? Don't know, don't care. But hey, have fun at the bottom of the Hells Fire food chain. I'm wondering something though... Greg pauses a moment as he moves slightly closer to the ring. Greg Jackson - Where oh WHERE is the BIG BAD WUFF?! Can he even claim to lead Hells Fire anymore? But who needs Wolf when you have SPAZ BLUD! Where is that guy anywa-- Greg Jackson begins to walk down to the ring...but Spaz runs out from behind the curtain and cracks him hard on the top of his head with a baseball bat. Spaz points to his Hells Fire shirt and grins. He gets his nod of approval from his team mates in the ring. Spaz - God I thought he was never going to shut up! Plague - As OWF will now see, Hell's Fire is at its strongest. Spaz - One last thing...I want to introduce to everyone, the next Tag Team Champions, Plague and Angel the tag team of EXILE! They recieve a casual boo by the crowd as Damien by Iced Earth hits the PA as the three members of HF head backstage. Burst - Hells Fire is here! Now OWF is back up to par! Falcoon - They are a talented bunch but with them around you can't walk three steps without looking behind you. Burst - Isn't it great!? Falcoon - Uhhh... That match has finalized the Road to Glory Tournament brackets that kicks off next week live here on Monday Night Addiction. Take a look! Burst - Thank god.. No mexican Jesse Williams on that list! Falcoon - ZZZZZAAAAAAAAA! "Killing in the Name of" by RATM hits the speakers, and the crowd immediately explodes in excitement, ready to witness possibly the next OWF PDA Champion in action. Burst - Here comes the EGG head. I sat front row and watched this guy get slaughtered by Duality! Falcoon - You went to an ASW event? Burst - It was a... low point in my life. Falcoon - I bought a ticket once.. Waited for 3 days to see people wrestle. ZZZZZAAAAA!! You can hear crickets chirp in the akward silence. Falcoon - You know we are gonna get sued for that right? Burst - Ohhhhh yeah. Falcoon - Ahooooo! EG's entrance video shows various highlights of his ASW career fills the screen, as "New Generation!" flashes occasionally on the screen, along with his name. With the staging area still bare, as he has not appeared from behind the curtain yet, the music scratches to a hault, creating silence as the fans all hush in confusion. After a few seconds pass, "Jump" by Van Halen blares thru the sound system as "Mr Popular Music - R.I.P" displays on the screen. The Electric Guitar proceeds to appear from behind the curtain, wearing a black "MPM" t-shirt and a black armband on his left arm, holding a mic in his hand. E.G. - As you may all be aware, I lost a great friend recently who could have perhaps been a future OWF superstar and was weeks away with signing a contract with the company. Marvin was always there for me, my best friend through and through and loved my on air personality, so to him I say, "This one's for you, dude!" The Electric Guitar drops the mic, and with watery eyes he marches down the entrance ramp as his best friend's music blares through the arena. As he approaches the ring, he walks up the steps and enters under the top rope, before circling the ring, and then removing his shirt, handing it to the ring announcer. He stands to the far left corner of the ring, holding his head in his hands for a few seconds, and then he raises it, jumping on the spot, ready for his Title match. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a triple threat match. It is for the OWF Public Display of Aggression Title! Falcoon - Ok so this match is going to start in the ring tonight due to EG's arrival, normally the PDA matches take place in the area assigned. Missy Janson - Introducing first, in the ring with me... Electric Guitar! The fans again cheer on hearing his name. A guitar solo rocks the PA system. Spotlights flood the stage and rustling moves the curtain. The drums kick in and whispers crackle the pa system. PA System - I'ma supaman. I wanna be your superman... I'ma supaman.. I wanna be your superman! I'mmmmm travelin on now... I'm makin plans now... COCAINE! ALOCHOL! LADY LAY! WITHDRAW! Missy Janson - On his way to the ring.. "The Random Hero" James Dunn! "Superhuman" by Velvet Revolver attacks the pa system and the fans leap to their feet as the famous ballad plays on. James Dunn steps out from behind the curtain at the end of the first chorus and throws his arms into the air. He struts down to ringside slapping a few hands on the way. Missy Janson - And finally... Introducing.. 'The Misfit' Spaz! The lights go dark, the crowd raises to there feet to look at the ramp. There on one knee is a man in a leather Jacket with a patch that reads " Legacy of Brutality", the figure raises his head to reveal a mowhawk (in a fan) , which has HF painted on it. He turns around and lights a smoke, he raises his head to reveal that he is Spaz. Spaz then lights a smoke and heads down the ramp as the crowd starts to chant "Wanna Be". Spaz makes it to the ring and discards of his Leather Jacket. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) As the bell sounds all three men slide out of the ring at the same time. James Dunn goes right for a chair that sits at ringside, Spaz reaches under the ring and grabs a 2x4, EG goes to the crowd where he slaps hand with.... Falcoon - THATS DUALITY! Burst - I'll be damned. It does look like him.. Falcoon - How did we miss him all night? Burst - That guys a drifter, he comes and goes. Must have just gotten here. EG and Duality slap hands and Duality nods, pulling out his legendary baseball bat. He looks are EG then nods again handing it over to him. EG graciously accepts the bat from his former rival and turns back towards the ring. Falcoon - That same bat has smacked TWO of these competitors in the ring right now. James Dunn turns the corner and takes a 2x4 to the ribs by Spaz. Spaz then nails him in the back while he's hunched over, Dunn falls to the mat, EG sneaks up behind Spaz and swings his bat! Spaz catches it out of the corner of his eye and ducks outta the way. He spears EG into the guard rail and they tumble over into the crowd. Falcoon - I have a feeling this match is going to end up inside DK's mansion after all. The two of them begin exchanging punches on the ground. Spaz is the first back to his feet... Suddenly James Dunn leaps from the ring aprion over the guard rail tackling them both to the ground! Dunn holds his elbow in pain, Spaz manages to be the first up again and takes boots right to Dunn's ribs. He turns to EG who is just standing up, Spaz attempts a standing drop kick but a random fan gets in the way and Spaz nails the fan in the chest sending him over backwards knocking over several other fans and into a group of folding chairs. Burst - Theres a common word for the OWF... Lawsuit... EG quickly seizes the oppertunity and swings the bat nailing Spaz in the mid section. Spaz lays on the ground holding his stomach, Dunn grabs the bat from behind, they struggle over possesion of the bat, They both lose their grip and EG falls backwards taking out another group of fans and landing back first onto the top of a folding chair. Dunn falls against the guard rail and smashes a small child between himself and the rail. The bat flies across the arena and lands back in front of the guard rail right by Duality. He nods then picks it up securing it in his trench coat. Burst - Thats fuckin creepy. Like.. That's not even believable. How does a guy like that get in with a baseball bat? Falcoon - If I wouldn't have seen it on TV I wouldn't believe it! The fans pick up Spaz and he pushes them off going ring for James Dunn, Dunn ducks down and slips Spaz over his shoulder, over the guard rail and back to ringside. Spaz lands on his feet and grabs Dunn by the hair yanking him backwards over the guard rail. Dunn hits the ground hard and Spaz holds Dunn's hair and begins pounding him with right hands. He stops then throws Dunn the rest of the way to the ground then covers.. 1...2...Kickout EG is back up with chair in hand. He walks over to the guard rail and waits for Spaz to back up. Spaz turns behind him and see the 2x4. He picks it up and throws it at EG, it smacks EG in the forehead and a "thunk" is heard throughout the arena. Blood gushes from EG's head as he tries to shake it off. He leans over looking at the ground trying to keep his balance.. Spaz reaches over the guard rail at EG but EG grabs Spaz by the hair and tries to pull him over, Spaz hangs on to the rail. Just then James Dunn delivers a low blow to Spaz. Spaz loses his grip and EG pulls him back into the crowd! Dunn reaches down for the 2x4 but before he can get it EG elbows him in the back of the head. Spaz turns around and grabs Dunn... THE END on Dunn! EG looks at Spaz whos back is turned. He waits for Spaz to turn around and goes for the taste of greatness! Spaz moves out of the way and EG's leg goes over the guard rail racking himself. Spaz pulls EG back over the rail and covers... 1...2... kickout by EG! Spaz stands back up bringing EG with him by the hair. Dunn is back up... SUPERHUMAN on Spaz! Dunn plants Spaz, Spaz drops EG in the process and Dunn goes for the cover... 1...2... EG nails Dunn in the back of the head with the 2x4! He rolls Dunn off Spaz then stops for a second looking at both of his downed opponents. He then covers Dunn... 1...2...3! Just as referee Andrew Capps lowers his hand for the third time Spaz kicks EG in the back of the head. Missy Janson - Here is your winner... And NEW OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion.. Electric Guitar! Falcoon - EG wins his first OWF title! Burst - Yeah yeah.. This PDA league has really went down hill over the years. Falcoon - You just continously talk shit don't you? Burst - Thats what they pay me for Gordon.. Falcoon - Its Gordie. Burst - Whatever..... Spaz lifts a groggy EG up, the referee tries to break them up but Spaz spits right in EG's eye then attempts to kick EG in the stomach, EG blocks it and pushes Spaz backwards into a group of now empty seats. EG takes his title from the referee and makes a quick exit. Falcoon - Smart choice.. Once that title has an owner its fair dibs to ANYONE who wins the champion without a match begining signed. All you need in a referee! Burst - Run away coward! Falcoon - Yeah lets see you fight with 2 guys and weapons for 25 minutes.. See how much more you can take after that. Burst - I'm smart enough to bring a gun. Falcoon - ITS MAIN EVENT TIME AHOOOOOOOOOO! Burst - Quit doin that! Man your annoying. Who's dick do I gotta suck to get a decent partner around here? The cameras cut backstage to the executive office. They pan around until spotting something on the wall. Its Meca Blight, he has a staple through his cheek and its attached to the wall. The camera backs up and you noticed that his entire body is covered in staples and he's fully attached to the wall in several places. Hes still holding the stapler tight in his hand. Meca Blight - HHHHHLPPPP Is the only thing he manages to spit out of his stapled mouth. The cameras cut back to the announce table. Burst - What the hell.. WAS THAT? Falcoon - It appears that Meca is in somewhat of a predicament. Burst - Who fuckin' staples themself to the wall? Jesus christ.. This fuckin' place makes me dumber by the day. Burst shakes his head in disbelief. The lights dim a bit. Cold As Ice by Mashed Out Posse hits the P.A. as we see a smoke screen, which looks like light blue because of the blue lights on the stage behind it. Falcoon - Here we go! Glacier Vs Brutality. These two guys have some history! Missy Janson - The following match is tonight MAIN EVENT! Its scheduled for one fall! Introducing FIRST... From Trenton New Jersey.. GLACIER! Out comes Glacier to a roaring approval from the crowd. He is wearing a black shirt with the words The Iceman in blue and black denim jeans that stop at the knee. Glacier is wearing black and blue K-Swiss sneakers. He looks around the arena with a smirk on his face. As he walks down, he slaps hands with his fans and signs an autograph or two. He soon climbs up the cold hard steel steps and gets into the ring. He goes to the middle of ring. Glacier does a springboard moonsault but lands on his feet. As soon as he lands on his feet, blue pyrotechnics go off. The fans go into a total frenzy. The lights turn back on, as Glacier gets ready for his match. Missy Janson - AND his opponent... From Fort Leonardwood, Missouri... BRUTALITY! They Deserve to Die by Cannibal Corpse plays over the PA System and Brutality expressionless walks to the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Immediantly Brutality comes in for a stinger splash but Glacier ducks out of the way. Brutality lands onto the second rope, he turns around and Glacier hops up onto the first rope. And applies a front face lock, Glacier lifts Brutality up on rope and delivers a superplex never breaking his hold! Glacier keeps the front face lock applies as both men climb to their feet, Glacier executes a vertical suplex onto Brutality. Still not releasing his hold, Glacier delivers a second vertical suplex onto his opponent. Falcoon - Thats impressive! Glacier drags Brutality to his feet once more and goes for a third but Brutality drops down. He hooks the leg of Glacier and quickly counters with a fisherman suplex. Glacier is out flat on his back as Brutality stands up. Glacier begins to climb to his feet quickly but Brutality is there to hammer a few kicks to the ribs. Glacier catches his last kick and stands up the rest of the way. Glacier strikes with a step over spinning wheel kick. Brutality is down and Glacier goes for the pin, 1...2... Brutality gets the shoulder up. Glacier pulls Brutality up onto his feet. Glacier strikes with a right knee to the gut, then the left knee. Glacier pushes Brutality back into the turnbuckle. Glacier with a dropsault, landing back down onto his feet, and then drives a clothesline right into the chest. Brutality drops down in the turnbuckle and Glacier presses his boot right on the throat. The referee begins to count the choke, 1...2...3...4.. Glacier lets go and instead forces a stomp right to the side of the face. Brutality holds his face as Glacier walks around the ring to swipe the sweat off and listens to the fans cheering the match on. Brutality sits up crawls to the corner turnbuckle and pulls himself up by the ropes. Glacier watches and as Brutality turns back around Glacier is in full sprint towards him. Brutality pulls down the top rope and Glacier goes over it but lands on the apron. Brutality doesn't notice and has his back to Glacier. Glacier springboards off the top rope and crossbody on the big guy. The two land in a heap on the mat. Glacier rolls off of Brutality and gets himself to his feet before driving an elbow into the larger man's back a few times. Grabbing him by the hair, Glacier gets Brutality to his feet once more. With a couple of quick knees to Brutality's gut the giant is hunched over. Glacier runs and bounces off the ropes before coming back with a kick to the head. Brutality dodges the kick and while Glacier is still in motion he thrusts a forearm to Glacier's neck so hard it drops him to the mat instantly. Glacier clutches his throat in pain as he tries to regain his breath. Brutality doesn't give him that chance as he immediately takes to stomping on the ribs of Glacier. Glacier attempts to roll away, but Brutality kicks him in the back of the head for his trouble. Still Glacier struggles to his feet. Brutality charges forward into some kind of spear but Glacier hunches down. Their heads collide, sending both of them to the mat holding their heads in pain. The referee beging the 10 count as both men are down. Their breathing is sporatic and they are not moving. 1... 2... 3.... 4...Brutality gets a shoulder up and starts to sit up. Glacier is still not moving. Bruality sees his chance and climbs the second rope. Glacier is still not moving. Brutality has the fans holding their breath as this big man leaps off the middle rope and lands......ON NOTHING.. Glacier moved! Brutality rolls over holding his stomach as Glacier pulls him up by his head and delivers a knee to the gut. Brutality doubles over but manages to stand up. Glacier turns away from him, Brutality tries to seize the moment but Glacier turns back around... ICY ENDING!!! Glacier goes for a cover.. the referee counts.. The crowd is screaming .. 1.. 2... 3.. Missy Janson - Here is your winner... GLACIER!! Falcoon - Glacier made that look easy. Burst - For a big man.. I gotta say I expected more outta Brutality.. He stunk it up. Falcoon - Ahooooo! OWFites! For all of us here in Phoe..... Wait a second whats that? The camera's cut to the back as the arena is filtering out. You see Shyne with a bag over his shoulder heading for his vechile. Hes got a large bandage over the back of his head that has blood soaking through. Suddenly from behind we see someone dart into the screen and push Shyne face first into the back of a large bus. Shyne slams into the bus and falls to one knee. Burst - AHHH ITS CARRINGTON FEVER! TAKE ME TO THE CLINIC! Falcoon - Thats OWF Hall of Famer Silkk! Silkk is here! The fans in the arena that where leaving pile back in to watch the OWF-Tron. Silkk grabs Shyne by the head and slams him over and over into the metal bumper of the bus. Shyne passes out after the 5th time and hits the ground. Silkk - Hold up! Hey! Whats an OWF without Carrington Fever? He says while pulling a mic from his back pocket. The hearts of many stop as you hear his voice. The fans scream and begin to chant his name. Silkk raises his hands like a champion would as he looks down at Shyne with disgust... Silkk stands there wearing a pair of faded jeans with a black shirt that says.."Carrington Fever Is Here..." standing in Shynes blood. He begins talking... Silkk - Is this what you have OWF? This is your talent? You know I was approached and asked if I was going to join OWF.. I told everybody that I didn't know, because the talent here in this federation isn't like the old OwF. You fans remember the Tann, the Green, The Playa, Jaypac, Jesse Williams, Drakkar, Vinny Vegas and Kozmo..I mean I could go on and on about the talent that has been OwF. But when you think of greats that have graced the ring, the first name people will say is..... Silkk stands there and points to the fans as you hear the words and the chants of "Silkk...Silkk....Silkk!" A sly smirk somes over him. Silkk - People want to work with me, people actually think they are on my level! Understand, I am in history and I am still young in the game. I know many of these Owfites dream about being the World Champion of a great federation, but since I will be the hottest thing in OwF, you better believe that I will be in the hunting for the OWF World Title. All I really see here, is some bullshit ass All Star Wrestling people that jumped the ship. Let me tell those people something. You already know that you can't hang here. Yes, right now you may think you can hang, but please understand that when OWF was hot and running, you bitches knew you couldn't hang. Now look at Shyne here laying here.. Silkk looks at him, passed out laying in his own blood. Silkk - You know, you have had a taste of the OWF already. You have never felt Carrington Fever! I remember when you use to talk your shit, and try to spit your game. All I see in you is a wannabe Silkk. You have always WANTED my ladies, you have always WANTED my lifestyle..and you have always WANTED to be popular. You have talked about that you are the best thing walking around here, but I am back. Yes, we had a friendship, but times have changed. These fans love me, they chant for me, they cheer for me. I know you have always WANTED that...To you and everybody in the back. Watch out because ya boy Silkk is back in the motherfuckin' building. Oh yeah and when you bitches get hit with the Carrington Fever.... "Woooooooo" is what you hear from the crowd! Silkk - It's over for you. Welcome to my world! Silkk throws down the microphone and walks off screen. The OWF logo flashes and the scene fades. |
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