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Medea Defeated Cokekid VIA Pinfall
We head to the conession stands as the show takes air. A group of fans hover around a suvenior stand waving money in the air. A woman in the front hands the vendor a 20 and points to what she wants. Fan - I want that AnaStasia shirt! Colton Hurst shakes his head in shame as he walks past the booth. He continues onwards and our camera's follow him throughout the lobby. He passes by a young man who holds up an autographed photo of AnaStasia. Fan 2 - Mannn she's sooo hot! Colton bites his lip and sighs as he tries to hold his anger, he turns towards the lockerroom entrances but in front of him travels a cart with AnaStasia roses for sale. He huff's and his face turns red. Colton - Fuck man there is no way to get away from this fucking chick!!! We fade away hearing the fans scream as the camera's head for the arena.
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.
Blast off! A small stream of pyro is ejected from the stage and the lighting in the arena instantly dies down to nearly darkness. The PA system rumbles and "Build God Then We'll Talk" by Panic at the Disco begins to play. PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street. Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once. PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd. PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.. Alexis Cage steps out from the back and a bright purple spotlight shines down above her head on the stage. She holds up her WoW title and the fans begin to boo as she heads down to the ring. Falcoon - AHOOO! And Welcome! Appartently we're being joined by Alexis Cage Kissens - That's the WoW Champion Alexis Cage! Get it right! Falcoon - Whatever! Burst - Would you two shut it already. Christ the show just started and your already on my nerves! Falcoon - ~singing~ We've only just begun! She uses the stairs to walk up then climbs between the middle and top ropes. Alexis heads for the center of the ring and withdraws a mic from her back pocket, she waits for the boo's to subside before speaking. Alexis Cage - Week after week I put my body on the line and you ungrateful piece's of shit STILL boo me! The chants begin as "YOU-SCREWED-JES-SE" is the one of choice. Alexis Cage - I SCREWED JESSE? No.. NO! Angel screwed Jesse! Draco screwed Jesse! And most of all, Jesse screwed Jesse! So you all can just stick that up your ass and hump it! Falcoon - She's about to get booed right out of this arena! Kissens - The fans don't know what's good for em'! Burst - I know what's good for me! Scotch! Alexis Cage - I came out here tonight to inform you skanky South American's that I will NOT be in action tonight! The fans again to boo once again. Alexis Cage - I have a serious medical condition! Mrs. Morningrod - Hang on a second Alexis! Falcoon - It's the boss! Burst - Pfft... No woman is my boss! The voice trails over the PA system as Mrs. Morningrod steps out from the backstage area. Mrs. Morningrod - Alexis.. Tell us all.. What is this serious medical condition? Alexis Cage - Well if you must know.. I have cramps! Laughter floats throughout the arena as Mrs. Morningrod shakes her head. Mrs. Morningrod - Alexis, you are REALLY pathetic! Tonight's match WILL go as planned and if AnaStasia pins you in 5 minutes or less... You WILL defend that WoW title at Power Hour against AnaStasia! Alexis Cage - You can't do that! That's bull shit! I make the rules for this belt! Mrs. Morningrod smiles and heads for the back. Alexis's theme hits and she tries to speak, but her mic has been cut off. She storms out of the ring and heads for the back. Falcoon - There you heard it! Kissens - That's not fair! Cramps hurt and Alexis isn't even prepared for this! Burst - Cramps Smamps! That's what I say about it! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall with PDA rules! PA System - I'm a misplaced man Missy Janson - Introducing first... From Nashville, TN... "The Voice of Reason" .. Jeff.. Thomas! "Misplaced" by Sonata Arctica plays from this point as the Voice of Reason, Jeff Thomas makes his way from the back amidst the jeering boos from the crowd. He yells at them "I'm doing this for you!" as he walks up the ring steps into the ring with no expression on his face. He smugly looks at the crowd as he leans back in his corner to begin the match. Missy Janson - And his opponent... From Philadelphia, PA... Charles Velmont! "Dirty Deeds" by AC/DC hits as the arena goes dark and blue lights start to flash. Charles Velmont appears at the top of the ramp enshrouded in smoke. He struts down to the ring with his signature cocky smirk. Velmont rolls over the top rope into the ring and raises both middle fingers as a set of blazing blue pyro goes off from each turnbuckle. He shrugs as the lights come back on and finds a comfortable corner to lean in with his arms and legs crossed until the match begins. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The ring is full of various object. Thomas grabs an alarm clock and throws it at Velmont, Velmont ducks it and laughs as Thomas shoots himself off the ropes.. Velmont swings a pool cue at Thomas's legs, but Thomas jumps it and leaps through the air clotheslining Velmont to the mat! Thomas rolls back onto his feet and grabs an iron! He dumps the water out on Velmont face, from the ground Velmont jabs the pool stick into Thomas's ribs! Thomas throws the iron down at Velmont, but he rolls out of the way and leaps back up. Thomas rushes towards him, but Velmont swings the pool cue and smacks Thomas across the face with it! Thomas falls to the mat and Velmont breaks the cue over his knee, giving it a sharp edge. Falcoon - This is about to get bloody! Burst - Who does Velmont think he is!? New Jack!? He stands over Thomas and measures him up.. Velmont is about to stab him with the stick when Thomas suddenly brings his legs up and kicks Velmont away with both feet.. Thomas leaps to his feet.. Velmont runs towards him with the sharp stick, Thomas drops back down and delivers a drop toe hold that send Velmont crashing through a trash can and bending it to pieces! The pool cue has stabbed through the canvas and is stuck in the mat. Thomas reaches down and grabs a cordless telephone receiver.. Thomas - HELLLLLOOOOO CALL FOR MR. DUMB FUCK! Thomas smashes Velmont in the forehead with the phone, he repeats it over and over until Velmont is busted open. Thomas drags Velmont to his feet... The Indoctrination ontop of the crushed trash can! He pins Velmont.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Jeff Thomas!! Falcoon - Another impressive showing for Thomas tonight! Kissens - And he's cute! Falcoon - Yeah if you like DUDES! Pfftt... Burst - God you're dumb. Falcoon - Thank you. Cult of Steel - WE WANT TRENT! WE WANT TRENT! Burst - I want beer and chicks but you only see me getting the beer! Falcoon - Shut up! Kissens - Wow...a lot of fans for Trent Steel. Burst - Fans of Trent Steel...I feel so dirty. Falcoon - Shut up! Cult of Steel - WE'RE GONNA RIOT! WE'RE GONNA RIOT! "Deity" by Dir En Gray starts to play as Trent enters the arena microphone in hand. Next to him is Jason Blood and Justin Zane escorting a figure in a black robe and a black mask. Trent gets into the ring followed by the others and starts to talk. Trent Steel - All right you bastards, bitches, and fucking degenerates! Cult of Steel - FLATTERY WILL GET YOU NOWHERE! Trent Steel - My people! Falcoon - This is sickening. Kissens - I dunno...the japanese guy is kinda cute. Burst - He's married and about to have a kid Jackie. Kissens - So? Rings don't plug holes! Falcoon - ...I'm not touching it. Burst - I will! Jap's have small weiners! Trent Steel - I present to you though actual work that you did to find someone to show the world what the Cult of Steel can do. So you chose someone from OWF to become my acolyte. So I will now show the world who he is...so I can create who he will become. Before I unmask him you people really have my work cut out for me. Burst - It's gotta be Draco. Falcoon - Nah...James Caine! Kissens - CJ! Falcoon and Burst look at Kissens. Kissens - Oh come on he's due for a gimmick change. They nod. Trent Steel - I give you...oh I don't know why I'm doing this... "How many people wanna kick some ass" by Stroke 9 starts to play as the robe is pulled off by Jason Blood and the mask is pulled off by Justin Zane to reveal... Falcoon - Oh my god... Burst - Not him... Kissens - .... Coke Kid - Whoa dudes...I'm on live television! Falcoon - Coke Kid just became the first Acolyte in the Cult of Steel! Burst - First The Americian Draco with James Dunn now this! What's next...is Angel going to turn MVP into Cupid! Kissens - Don't give them any ideas. Trent Steel - My people! I will turn this ordinary buffon into a wrestler you can all be proud of full of our ideals and our ways. Even if it kills him. Coke Kid - All right...wait...what? Burst - I lose brain cells each time I have to listen to those people. Falcoon - Yeah and I'm sure the alocholism helps you! Burst - It does! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a first to finishers match! Introducing first.. Already in the ring.. From Pittsburgh, PA... Trent Steel! The fans boo, but his followers at ringside cheer him on. Missy Janson - His opponent... From Nashville, TN... Colton Hurst! Standing on top of the ramp, Colton Hurst stands there looking over the crowd and the ring. Colton walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. He stands up and walks over the corner. Leaning against the ropes he waits for the match to start. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Steel attacks immediately, running at Hurst. Colton ducks a clothesline attempt, and nails Steel with a back elbow that stumbles him into the corner. Colton wastes no time as he wails on the back of Trent, knocking him down to one knee. While he is on the ground, Hurst nails Steel with a hard thrusting knee to his exposed ribs which sends Steel tumbling through the middle and bottom ropes to the outside. Burst - Hurst is fighting with a purpose tonight. Colton steps through the ropes and onto the outside canvas. He awaits for Steel to get up, and he goes for a double axe handle. Steel is able to catch him, and drop him throat first on the guard rail on the outside. Kissens - Rookie mistake. Falcoon - I don't think so, Steel is just a seasoned vet. Colton gasps for air as he hangs on the guard rail by his neck. Steel looks at Colton as he pulls himself to his feet and he climbs up onto the thin guard rail. Burst - What is this maniac doing... Steel balances himself and he jumps off, attempting a legdrop but Colton moves and Steel crotches himself on the guard rail. Falcoon - Oooooh, that's gotta hurt. Burst - No, those are balls of Steel...Ha ha ha, get it? Kissens - Yeah... Falcoon - Anyyyyways... Burst - I hate you. Hurst pulls himself up to his feet and he walks as far as he can away from Steel, but still facing him as Steel sits on the guard rail. Colton charges Trent and nearly decapitates him with a clothesline that sends him flipping over the guard rail and back to the outside of the ring on the thin padded mats. Colton reaches down and rolls Steel into the ring. He slowly follows in behind him, where he picks him up but out of nowhere Steel hits him with a low blow. Hurst bends over and Steel tucks Colton's head between his legs. He picks him up into a crucifix powerbomb position. Falcoon - He's going for The Eradicator! Colton wiggles free and slides down the back of Steel. Trent stumbles forward, and when he turns around he is kicked in the stomach. Colton tucks Steel's head between his legs now and he lifts him up into a powerbomb position. He turns around and runs at the opposite turnbuckle and powerbombs Steel so hard that the ring shakes and wobbles for a few good seconds. Burst - SIDEWINDER! Colton just hit one of his finishers, now all he has to do is nail Steel's and it's all over! Colton stands unphased as Steel holds the back of his head in severe pain. Hurst reaches down, grabbing Steel by his hair and dragging him to his feet. Trent gets his second wind though, and he tackles Hurst down hard to the mat. He grabs his legs, and grapevines them. Kissens - Uh oh! He locks on the Full Onslaught of X-Treme Prejudice, a twisting sharpshooter, on Hurst who screams in pain. Steel wrenches back hard, giving Hurst nothing to do except tap out. Burst - He tapped! Falcoon - Now, all that is left is for one of them to hit their opponents finisher! Steel lets go immediately, and goes right to Hurst, yanking him up to his very unsteady feet. Burst - Steel is gonna end it now! He irish whips Colton into the corner, and Steel steps to the outside. He climbs up the turnbuckle behind Colton, and grabs him into a reverse DDT position. He climbs down to the second rope. Kissens - It's over! Steel attempts to jump off but Hurst picks him up into a powerslam position. Burst - Maybe not! He holds him in the middle of the ring, before he punches Steel right in the temple, dazing him. Falcoon - What is he gonna do! In a feat of strength, Hurst throws Steel from a powerslam position, into a firemans carry position. He walks to the corner. Kissens - Oh my god... He jumps to the side, nailing an extremely devastating death valley driver into the corner. Falcoon - PITTSBURGH NIGHTMARE! It's over! Missy Janson - The winner of this match, Coltonnnn Huuurst!! Burst - My god, that was impressive! Falcoon - No kidding! Steel rolls to the outside of the ring, but Hurst follows him. Hurst pulls Trent up to his feet. Kissens - The match is over, stop it! Steel takes a big swing but Colton ducks and gets behind Steel and launches him into the steel ring steps, sending them flying. Falcoon - Ugh, what a sickening thud! Colton walks over and pulls Steel up by the hair and sets him up for a piledriver. Colton sets him up and spike piledrives Steel into the ring steps. Burst - That's enough! Security comes rushing out, escorting Hurst to the back as Steel is laid out on the outside. Kissens - What's his problem?! We cut backstage to the executive office. Alexis Cage is sitting on the edge of Prez DK's desk with her legs apart sitting towards him. His glance is downward, getting a great view under her skirt. Alexis Cage - So you see DK.. Prez DK - Oh I see alright!! Alexis Cage - Good. So you agree with me! I just CAN'T wrestle here tonight! Prez DK - Huh.. Oh. No, you ARE wrestling tonight! Alexis Cage - But I.. Alexis slides off the edge of the desk and is just about to plop into his lap when suddenly there's a loud boom from the other side of the door. Prez DK - What the hell was that? DK leaps up, throwing Alexis off him and heads towards the door. DK's door suddenly flies open as a bloody Seraph lands right on the desk. He's busted wide open. Coming into the office is Dude JoB weilding a sledgehammer. He's busted up to but he doesn't give a shit. Prez DK - WHOA! Dude Job - Zip your fly up and get out of my way! DK zips his fly up but calls in security who grab the hammer from JoB and restrain him. Dude Job - His ass is mine DK! He called me a... Prez DK - I don't care what he called you take it to the ring. Get the doctor in here and get his ass checked out! Burst - I knew Dude Job was a maniac! Falcoon - The triple team tag match is next!
A soft rolling thunder echos out over the ocean as clouds begin to draw inwards towards the sand. A quick flash takes you across the Panama Canal and the Panama bridge. The thunder cracks and gives a loud BOOM! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! A screaming voice comes over your speakers following by a ticking noise. Instantly it turns into a guitar as the starting melodies of "Ready to Fall" by Rise Against begins to play. Wings won't take me An image of Jesse Williams climbing a ladder turns to dust as he reaches the top.. It's followed by Angel and Plague both climbing the Tower of Death and vanishes just as Plague loses his grip and begins to fall. So take a step The scene cuts to Caine hitting Kaige in the head with a trashcan. Then Aphrodisia being slammed from the top of a ladder to the ground! Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready
to fall The next clip shows Alexis Cage falling from the strap and hitting the ladder face first before falling to the mat. The final shot has Angel smirking at the camera as he pats the OWF, Network, and Tag Team titles.
RETURNS!
Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a PDA Tornado Triple Tag Team match! Introducing first... Dude JoB and Paranoia! The PA System blasts the sounds of AC/DC's Hells Bells. Tye-dye lights flash all around the arena as Paranoia and Dude Job stroll out with a purpose towards the ring. Burst - That was...awkward! Falcoon - Power Hour returns on the 6th of september! How exciting is that? Burst - Uhh yippie? Pfft... Missy Janson - Out next...The team of Aphrodisia Jordan and Ali Khadafi.. They are Jungle Fever! The lights go out, plummeting the entire arena into darkness. For a few moments, there is nothing but the soft sounds of the crowds rumbling with anticipation. A low, raspy voice speaks: PA System - From now on, we are enemies… you and I. The speakers explode in the hauntingly melodic tune of “Warheart” by Children of Bodom. Images begin to pulse upon the OWFTron in time to the base beat of a pale woman’s body parts. Her hand, clutching a cigarette, black nails long and seemingly lethal. Her shoulder, marred by deep and ragged scars. I'm an outcast on the path of rebound Her naked back, littered with a bullet marks, cuts and whip marks that slice through the tattoos on her skin. Her right eye, deep blue orb piercing through the darkness, seeming to glow, accented by two, black lines cut into her skin from the middle of her forehead to below her cheek bone. The image of the woman’s scarred eye begins to pan out, exposing the other, the barbell through the bridge of her nose. Her straight, black hair hangs around her face as it pans out further, exposing her nose, the ring through her septum. Her lips drawn back into a wicked smile that hints of things to come, the three rings glimmering devilishly. Falcoon - Where the hell is Ali? Burst - What do I look like? A fucking mind reader? Kissens - Ha! Our Network champion is no showing and screwing his partner over... This fuckin company sucks! Falcoon - YES IT DOES! Burst - Agreed. Warheart! No remains from compassion or
love The images continues to pan out, exposing the rest of Aphrodisia Jordan’s body, wrapped in tight, black latex dress that goes from her breasts to her thighs. Her lips part, teeth glinting sharply as she seems to growl at the camera. The image disappears, sending the video screen into darkness. Smoke billows up from the stage, a solitary, red spotlight illuminating through it. The feminine silhouette steps out of the shadows, outlined by the single red light. Aphrodisia breaks through the wall of smoke, purple and white fireworks erupting from around the video screen and stage, the crowds erupting in thunderous cheers. Her face is lacking her piercings, but the haunting lines through her eyes are enough to make-up for it. Upon the screen, images of past triumphs, injuries and death-defying moves play across the screen. Warheart! No remains from compassion or
love Her body is clad in a pair of baggy, black jeans that remain upon her shapely hips by a studded belt with a Jolly Roger belt-buckle. Her feet are adorned with heavy combat boots with skull laces, her abdomen covered with a black wife-beater. She begins to move down the ramp as the music enters its reprieve. I'm an outcast on the path of rebound She slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope, that sadistic grin still plastered on her face. Blue eyes scan the arena as she moves to her feet and then her corner, pacing like a caged animal. Warheart! I'm the warheart, Missy Janson - Introducing next.. From Croswell Michigan.. James Caine! A camera is shown backstage and shows security knocking on Caine's door. Burst - Is it Goldberg? I bet it's Goldberg! The song starts as the arena goes black. The camera backstage shows Caine walking in Top hat, and trench surrounded by security. Falcoon - Thank god it's not Goldberg! PA System - I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand. My image is of agony, my servants rape the land Caine has a satisfyingly evil grin on his face. Back in the arena the lights strobe twice with the central beat prompting the entrance video to begin. At approximately 55 seconds into the song, a spray of ice-cold mist engulfs the entrance and Caine steps into the spray. He stands there freezing for a moment before stepping through and pumping the crowd. On his way to the ring he slaps some hands. "Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine
and vain "I march before a martyred world, an
army for the fight He slides beneath the bottom rope and spins around and hops up. "I hold a banner drenched in blood, I
urge you to be brave He spins around and poses for the fans to erupt. He then stares down his opponent as he lowers himself into a seated position in a corner. As the bell ring Caine pulls himself up using the top rope, and heads to the center of the ring. Missy Janson - And his partner.. From Alberta Canada... Seraph! The three loud dongs are heard blistering across the arena as the lights dim to a cloud of darkness. The music blares out as Seraph steps out from behid the curtain, instantly he's pushed down from behind as Dude Job leaps on top of him! Caine runs back up the ramp to help his partner, but Paranoia leaps out from the back and tackles Caine! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Seraph and Caine immediately step outside to their corner, leaving Aphrodisia to either face Dude JoB or Paranoia. Dude JoB pushes Paranoia to the outside and he squares off with Aphrodisia. The two circle each other for a few seconds, neither making the first move. Then Dude JoB, lunges at James Caine, punching him in the face. The referee signals a Tag and Caine storms into the ring. He goes after DJ, who slides out of the ring. James keeps his back to Aphrodisia, and she pounces, nailing a dropkick that sends him flying over the top rope to the outside. DJ attacks Caine, laying boots into him. James fights his way to his feet, but as he does, both he and Dude JoB are taken out by a flying cross body block by Aphrodisia, as he jumps from the ring to the outside. Burst - Jeez, Aphrodisia is taking care of business. Kissens - As usual. The three lay on the outside for a few moments before, Aphrodisia pulls herself into the ring. He stands, awaiting Caine to get back into the ring. As Caine gets into the ring, he tags in Seraph who steps through the ropes and stares down Aphrodisia. Falcoon - These two are no strangers to one another. The two waste no time meeting in the center of the ring and nailing each other with rights and lefts. Aphrodisia gets the upper hand and is able to push Seraph back up against the ropes. She goes for an irish whip, but Seraph reverses it and sends Aphrodisia into the ropes. There, Paranoia tags himself in by smacking Aphrodisia on the back and he charges into the ring. He goes after Seraph, but Seraph belly to belly suplexes him over his head and down to the mat. Burst - What a counter by Seraph. Both Caine and Dude JoB get back in their corners as Seraph stands over the fallen Paranoia. Aphrodisia goes back to her corner finally, as Seraph picks up Paranoia and throws him into his corner. He tags in Caine and both men go to work on Paranoia, kicking him until he collapses to the mat. Seraph steps to the outside as Caine picks up Paranoia by his hair. He attempts an irish whip into the Aph's corner, but Paranoia reverses it and Caine slams into the corner face first. Aphrodisia tags herself in, as Paranoia goes for a clothesline on her. She ducks and spears Paranoia down to the mat. Caine starts to argue with the referee, when Dude JoB enters the ring. Seraph quickly interjects, and shoulder blocks DJ out of the ring. Aphrodisia turns around and is met with a huge elbow to the face as she hits the mat hard. Seraph drags her lifeless body across the ring to his corner. Falcoon - What is he doing. He lays her arm across the middle rope as Caine finally gets out of the ring. The referee turns around and Seraph slaps the hand of Aphrodisia and he gets into the ring. The referee signals a tag. Burst - What a load of crap! Seraph runs to the Paranoia who is just getting to his feet. He knees him in the sternum, and tucks Paranoia's head between his legs. He hooks both of his arms, and nails The Oblivion on him in the middle of the ring. He rolls him over and lays on top of him as the referee falls into place...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here are your winners... Seraph and James Caine! DJ gets back into the ring and grabs Seraph. DDT! Caine tries to get involved but Ali Khadafi kicks him in the face. DJ sets Seraph on the top turnbuckle and... Falcoon - That's a spike piledriver! BAM! Burst - His neck didn't bounce. Seraph just took all the weight onto his neck and his head hit the top of the turnbuckle post. His neck's gotta be broken. Kissens - DJ is laughing his head off. The medics go to check on Seraph as DJ rolls out of the ring and he's talking to himself. The ring announcer's mic picks up this statement. Dude Job - You did good Judas...yes very good...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Falcoon - Judas?... Burst - I think Dude JoB has some explaining to do! The feed cuts backstage. We see Draco getting ready for his match up. A knock comes from the door of the locker room. Draco - Come in. Trent Steel enters the room. Trent Steel - So...you made your decision. Draco - Yep. I would say thank you but you know that isn't our style. Trent Steel - Yeah...oh one more thing. NUTKICK! Draco falls over. Trent Steel - Just to let you know...we're still on. I'm not done teaching you yet Hellacious bitch! Trent leaves the room as Draco scowls. Draco - Ohhhh your going to pay for that! We cut back to ringside. Falcoon - Holy crap! Those two are on each other more than Jackie and Bryan Tann! Burst - Tann is blacker then the color black too... Kissens - So? Burst - Oh.. Nothing. You know.. I was just sayin'.. He's REALLY black. That's all. Kissens - I don't feel comfortable around you anymore. Missy Janson - The following contest is the 5 minutes of lame challenge! Introducing first.. She is the WoW Champion.. Alexis Cage! A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and a soft voice follows. PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street. Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once. PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd. PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.. The lights continue to strobe around the arena, fading out with each hit of the bass drum, they look for something as the fans rise to their feet. PA System - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde! The fans scream as you see a figure emerge on the side of the OWF tron, it's kneeled down as the flashing and pulsing spotlights continue to search.. PA System - And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.... The spotlight dies and everything is silent in the arena, all but the sounds of cheering fans. Seconds pass before the spotlight returns on the side of the OWFtron nearly 10 foot in the air to show Alexis Cage standing with her arms in the air. ...Along with the people inside Suddenly Alexis drops down from the OWF-tron letting her skirt float up over her hips on the way down. He lands on the stage and screams "YEAH!" while throwing a fist into the air. The fans get more excited by the second! The arena lights back up as the theme continues to play on her way down to the ring. Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a
virgin She slides into the ring face first then leaps to her feet then instantly runs to the top turnbuckle leaping straight to it. And not to mention, the constable, and his
proposition, for that "virgin" Along with the people inside The sound fades away as she hops down from the turnbuckle and prepares herself for her match. Missy Janson - And her opponent... AnaStasia! The arena goes dim, only a red strobe light flickers towards the entrance. The chords to "The Fragile" begin. "She shines A downpour of single-stemmed red roses begins from the rafters covering the entire arena. "fragile Anastasia emerges slowly from the curtain dressed in a pair of razor-cut denim jeans, a black tank top and black thigh-high boots and carrying a single stemmed red rose in her left hand while walking to the ring. she reads the minds of all the people as
they pass her by Anastasia steps onto the apron with the rose between her teeth, she stands gazing blankly to the crowd. We'll find the perfect place to go where
we can run and hide Taking the rose into her hand, Anastasia places the flower to her ebony colored lips kisses each peddle. it's something I have to do Anastasia tosses the rose into the crowd and awaits the bell. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The clock starts and Alexis quickly slides out of the ring.. She paces around it as the referee begins the count.. 1...2...3...4...5... Ana snarls and signals Alexis to get in. Falcoon - This is our champion? Ducking out of the ring durning her match! Kissens - Smart ain't she!? 7...8... Alexis slides back into the ring and Ana runs towards her, Alexis quickly slides back out and looks up to the clock, seeing how easy she killed 10 seconds. Burst - Ana better do something, she's only got 5 minutes to win. The fans rise to their feet and Medea darts down the ramp. Falcoon - A little help for Ana to make things fair! Kissens - Hey! That's cheating! Get her outta here! She grabs Alexis by the waist band and tosses her into the ring. The fans cheer and Ana immediantly goes on the offensive by kneeing Alexis in the side of the head! Ana lifts Alexis to her feet, she irish whips Alexis into the ropes, Alexis darts off and leaps into the air for a quick high elevation drop kick, Ana ducks under it and catches Alexis on her shoulders in a fireman's carry! Ana falls backwards into a samaon drop! Falcoon - 3 minutes and 45 seconds to go! Ana looks up to the clock then leaps back onto her feet, she shoots herself into the ropes and springboard off the middle rope, she attempts a moonsault but Alexis rolls out of the way quickly and Ana comes up short! Alexis pins.. 1... Ana kicks out quickly. Alexis crawls up to her feet and attempts to drop a quick elbow, Ana rolls out of the way and Alexis hits the mat with a thud. Ana drags Alexis back up to her feet, Alexis tries for a thumb to the eye but Ana lunges forward and headbutts her in the face! Burst - Crap! Kissens - You got this Alexis! 2:20 left to go! Alexis stumbles backwards and tries to shake it off, Ana whips her into the ropes again.. Alexis bounces off and Ana catches her in a swinging neck breaker! Falcoon - Cover her! Ana looks up to the clock to see 2:04 left. She climbs up to her feet and lifts Alexis up with her. She tries to whip Alexis into the turnbuckle, but Alexis counters and pulls her back. Alexis kicks Ana in the gut then sets Ana up for the unleashed! She grabs her arms, but Ana counters with a back body drop! Ana looks up to the clock.. 1:39 left! Ana drags Alexis up by the hair.. She grabs Alexis in a headlock and goes for The Demise! Falcoon - Here comes The Demise! Kissens - It's a damn dudely dog.. Who uses that move these days? Pffft... Ana runs towards the corner with the headlock in place.. She starts to run up the turnbuckle when Alexis suddenly shoves her away.. Alexis waits for Ana to turn back around.. Burst - It's over.. Here it comes... Falcoon - Ana look out! SHIT MAN! 1 Minute left too! Kissens - Here it comes! Alexis grabs Ana around the neck.. Uncaged! NO! It's countered as Ana pushes Alexis into the ropes.. Ana rolls her up from behind.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner of the 5 minute challenge... .AnaStasia! Anastasia stands over Alexis and spits on her face. Anastasia - At Power Hour in a 9 stages of hell match, that title WILL BE mine!! Ana kicks Alexis in the ribs and drops the microphone on top of her head. A figure emerges quickly out from under the ring and slides in. It's Trent Steel. He's carrying something in his hand. It's a brickhammer. Falcoon - NO NO NO! Burst - NO! Kissens - YESSS! Brickhammer to the stomach. Trent smirks as she hits the ground. He grabs a mic out from his trenchcoat. Trent Steel - You should have stayed dead. And you should have explained to your boy toy that this whole place is my fucking business. Colton Hurst darts from the crowd and leaps over the guard rail. Trent Steel - That's it hero... BRICKHAMMER TO THE FACE! Trent just busted Colton wide open. Alexis gets up and starts beating the shit out of Ana. Suddenly from the back comes Coke Kid. CK is carrying a large kendo stick. CK comes in and starts wailing on Hurst. Trent just starts laughing. Trent Steel - Good boy...Good boy. That's enough. He's mine. BRICKHAMMER TO THE FACE AGAIN! Trent picks up the bloodied body of Colton Hurst and holds the mic up to his face. Trent Steel - What's my business again bitch? You just became my new punching bag...oh and your girlfriend. Trent yells to Alexis and CK holds Hurst down. Trent gets up on the top rope and.Trent holds up the mic. Trent Steel - Consider this...the closest to heaven you two will ever get...The Blackwinged Angel! Falcoon - That's Steel's high flying move... Burst - 450 Splash! OW! Kissens - HA! Trent Steel - Imperium...Salute. All three of the superstars in the ring flip off the couple. Trent and Alexis get out of the ring with Coke Kid still in the ring dancing and laughing. Trent gets back in the ring and headbutts him. He picks him up over his shoulder and carries him outta the ring. Falcoon - Trent Steel is a pathetic piece of crap. The screen comes to life with a scene from backstage. A locker room containing Aphrodisia Jordan, Angel, and Draco. Draco is sitting on a bench taping up his wrists. Angel is in his street clothes relaxing in a recliner. Aphrodisia is sitting there looking up at the ceiling tiles. Angel - Weeks off rock. Draco - Too boring. Aphrodisia Jordan - Agreed. Angel - Well, I am coming down to the ring for Spaz so I guess it isn't a week off. Am I coming first or second? Draco looks over at Angel and shakes his head. Aphrodisia Jordan - Oh sticking with just me, cheri? Draco shakes his head tearing the tape and clenching his fists a few times to get used to it. Draco - I don't need help with Spaz. Angel - Here comes the tough guy act. Aphrodisia Jordan - And the help he is going to get? Draco - Like who? Caine? The spirit of his brother? He has no friends. I'm not worried. Angel - You know...The bastard has a point. Aphrodisia Jordan - Fine...I guess we will stay back here, then. Draco - Thanks and fuck off, Angel. Angel makes a motion like he is tipping a hat at Draco. Draco gets up heading out towards the ring as Angel kicks back in his recliner with a sigh. Angel - Weeks off fucken rock! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and an interference match! Introducing first... From Seattle, Washington... "The Misfit" Spaz! Falcoon - Soo.. Spaz is alive tonight right? Burst - Beats me. The lights go out and the opening cords to Drain the Blood(The Distillers) blares over the PA. They lights come on dim and the silouette of a figure stands on the stage. The figure turns his head and reveals himself to be "The Misfit" Spaz. The lights come back on fully and the crowd begins to roar. Spaz is wearing his leather jacket with a Misfits sweater, and his hair in Liberty Spikes as he makes his way to the ring. Fire pyro begins to engulf the stage and Spaz walks through the fire till he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps and gets into the ring via the middle rope. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. From Whitesboro, New York... Draco!! The lights in the arena are turned up. Turning into bright whites spots leaving the audience blinded. The lights surrounding the entranceway are doing the same, but instead of bright white they are an intense red shade. The screen comes to life with static as the PA system plays a low hum, almost like a feedback noise. The noise continues on and on. Finally, the screen flickers to life. A solid black screen with one word. The word looks to be written in puddles of blood. ...Suffer... A high pitched distorted guitar starts to play over the low hum. Playing droning notes. Again and again. Soon a bass and drums join in. All heavy, but the high pitched distorted guitar still playing over them all. The top of the screen shows blood starting to rain down the screen. Soon it covers the lettering and the whole screen is a blood red screen. Your words are a scalpel The image of blood still remains. Something seems to be coming closer from underneath the blood. Rising to the surface. An image of OWF's own Draco holding a title above his head. His body bloodied and broken. 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. 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 ash and soot covering his shoulders and face. He looks up towards the ring showing his icy blue eyes. His wrists taped as they normally are. His scarred chest is somewhat hard to look at, but his eyes remain focus. He starts to walk 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 non-blinding state. Draco stands there still half covered in the soot and char from the explosions of his entrance. The music slowly dies off as Draco stands ready for the bell. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) A clock is set upon the screen with a 2 minute count down. Draco grabs Spaz and irish whips him into the ropes, Spaz bounces back and leaps through the air with a flying cross body and takes Draco down. Spaz lays on top for the pin but doesn't even get a 1 count before Draco pushes out. They both get to their feet quickly, Draco whips Spaz back into the ropes.. Draco drops to the mat and catches Spaz on the rebound with his foot and monkey flips him across the ring! Falcoon - All the way across the ring! Kissens - Less than a minute until we see the real action! Burst - You hear that alot huh Jackie? Falcoon - Hu.... OHHHH AHHAHAHA! I get it! The countdown reach 50 seconds but Draco seems unphased. He scoops up Spaz by the head and punches him in the face then shoots him into the corner.. He runs at Spaz and delivers a huge splash in the corner, then catches his feet on the middle rope where he mounts Spaz for a 10 punch.. The fans count along with each strike.. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9... On the last one, Draco grabs Spaz around the neck and tornado DDT's him from the corner! The fans scream 10! upon impact as they stand an applaud Draco. Falcoon - The countdown is at 15 seconds! Burst - Who's coming down first? PA System - DUNN, DUNN, DUNN, DUNN, DUNN-DUNN-DUNN-DUNN... I Am a Real American... Dunn! James Dunn pops his head out from behind the curtain then steps out on the stage in his Dunnamania gear.. He takes off jogging towards the ring pointing at Draco, he tries to rip his shirt off durning the jog down, but trips halfway down the ramp and lands face first on the steel! Falcoon - Oh lord.... Burst - What.. Why? Why is he here? Kissens - Entertainment! The timer restarts and Dunn gets to his feet and Draco just shakes his head. He turns his attention back to Spaz who is using the ropes to get up on his feet.. Draco lifts him by the hair and smacks him with a knife edge chop that echo's through the arena! Dunn slides into the ring and grabs Draco by the shoulder, Draco twirls around.. Momentum Shift!! Falcoon - OHHH! That thunderous super kick on Dunn! Burst - Well he's done for the night. Dunn lays knocked out on the mat and Draco uses his feet to slides Dunn out of the ring. Spaz grabs Draco from behind.. Back cracker! Falcoon - 45 seconds left till the next interference! Spaz makes a quick cover.. 1...2 Draco kicks out in an early 2 count. Spaz crawls back to his feet and heads for the corner, he's slow to climb but reaches the top while Draco is still down.. Spaz leaps off with a frog splash attempt! Draco rolls out of the way and Spaz crashes against the mat! Spaz holds his midsection in pain as the PA system sparks. Burst - NEXT! Falcoon - There's the buzzer! PA System - Why don't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say? Fuck tha police! Comin straight from the underground.. Xavior Knight steps out from the back with a razor sharp butterfly knife in his hand. He gives a nod to the fans and slowly walks towards the ring. Falcoon - What business does he have coming down here!? Kissens - It doesn't matter dip shit! It's an interference match! Burst - Yeah! Dip Shit! The timer resets.. Xavior flips the butterfly knife back and worth as he stares at the ring on his way down. Draco climbs back to his feet and grabs Spaz by the head, he looks towards the ramp and spots Xavior.. Spaz uses the distraction to his advance and pushes Draco's arms away and punches him in the mouth.. Spaz shoots himself off the ropes and lunges at Draco, Draco catches him and tosses him across the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Xavior climbs onto the ring aprion and Draco's back is facing Xavior and Draco is walking backwards towards him. Out of no where Draco springs out with another Momentum Shift!! Kissens - Another super kick! This one to Xavior! Falcoon - Draco is fighting off everyone that comes down before they can even strike! The timer shows 33 seconds and counting down... Spaz is back on his feet.. He tries to plant Draco with his own superkick, but Draco catches his leg inches from his face! Draco throws Spaz's leg down and lifts him into a fireman's carry... INNER RAGE! Falcoon - It's over! Insted of pinning.. Draco smiles and lifts Spaz's limp body back up.. He puts Spaz in another fireman's carry then walks towards the corner with him... Pittsburgh Nightmare! Falcoon - Obviously an ode to Trent with the Pittsburgh Nightmare! The buzzer sounds and Draco pins... 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.... Draco! The timer fades away and as Draco is standing Seraph and Caine dart down the ramp. Falcoon - Come on! The match is over! No more! He fought off 3 people already! Burst - The buzzer did ring! Caine spears Draco before he know's what's happening! They both grab Draco and pull him to his feet.. Draco manages to swing and nail Seraph in the jaw! The fans begin to cheer and Draco unloads with rights and lefts to both men! Kissens - He's fighting them both off! Burst - Numbers.. It's only a matter of time.. Falcoon - If anyone can do it, it's Draco! Seraph manages to block a punch and holds Draco's right arm.. Caine grabs Draco's head and locks it under his arm.. implant DDT! They lift Draco once again and place him under both of their arms... They lift him up and slam him down in a double team brain buster! Seraph slides out of the ring... Caine stands over Draco breathing hard as he looks upon Draco's lifeless body. The fans begin to throw trash into the ring. Caine grabs him once more and hooks him.. Falcoon - What the hell is wrong with these two!? Burst - Making an impact! Caine lifts up on Draco's arms... Psycho Crusherv2! Caine finally slides out the ring and back track up the ramp with dirty smirks planted on both of their faces as the OWF logo spins and we fade to black.. |
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