| - - INSIDE THE COMPOUND - - |
The feed opens up to show Barton Coliseum. The fans can be heard cheering from the outside. The sign reads, ‘The Compound’s Throwdown Live!’. Fans are still milling in and cheer as the camera passes by them. Cheering for this wrestler. Booing for that one. The camera moves down the hall and sees Commissioner Ben checking his watch and making a move towards the exit.
Commissioner Ben - Oh! I got an important announcement for tonight’s event. Is that going live?!
The cameraman nods forcing the image to jump. Ben sighs and grabs the camera holding it so it won’t bounce.
Commissioner Ben - Calm down before you make the viewers sick. Just speak next time.
Cameraman - Sorry, sir.
Commissioner Ben - Not a problem. Now, I need to make a very important announcement.
From behind Commissioner Ben Angel appears with a folder. He extends it towards Commissioner Ben. He sighs and takes the file opening it quickly.
Commissioner Ben - Angel where is Plague?
Angel - Be damned if I know. Probably stickingg his–
Commissioner Ben - Live show. Watch the language.
Angel - Winkie in Prissy’s kitchen sinkiee...?
Commissioner Ben sighs and shakes his head. There was so much going on for the first show behind the cameras that it was hard to keep everything straight.
Commissioner Ben - I got very important family matters. I need to appoint you and Plauge in charge, but I can’t find him!
Angel - Join the club, bit–
Commissioner Ben looks over at Angel and points to the camera. Angel shakes his head and just mutters to himself. Commissioner Ben looks around frantically.
Commissioner Ben - Fine the next person that walks by is running the show with you tonight. Got it?
Angel - Can’t be worse than Plague.
Commissioner Ben - I thought I told you not to say bad words on camera?!
Angel - Plague is a swear word?
Commissioner Ben - No, but it is a bad word now that he is AWOL.
Angel nods and suddenly stares straight ahead. Draco has his bag thrown over his shoulder and Commissioner Ben points at him.
Commissioner Ben - You!
Draco - Me?
Angel - Him?
Draco - Me...?
Commissioner Ben - Yes, you!
Draco - Who, me?
Angel - Couldn’t be?!
Commissioner Ben - Yes, him!
The cameraman bounces from person to person as they all look from one another. No one really knew what was going on. Especially Draco.
Draco - Explain?
Commissioner Ben - You and Angel are in charge. I have to take care of family business.
Angel - I am not working with him!
Draco - Ditto.
Commissioner Ben - Either you do or I convince DK that The Compound needs some new jobbers.
Commissioner Ben is already headed for the door. Draco and Angel are glaring at one another looking ready to start their own match right here in the hallway. The cameraman coughs and Draco sighs.
Draco - If I have to do this. I am doing it frrom the announcer’s table. You are the paperwork bitch tonight.
Angel - Just stay the fu–...Just stay awaay from me!
The cameraman takes a sigh of relief. Draco heads towards the commentators’ table and Angel back into the office that Ben was using for the night. Draco got there and was greeted by Moe Petereson and Dwayne Johnson. Draco sighs and grabs Johnson’s headphones.
Draco - You are helping Angel for the night.
Moe Peterson - What? What’s going on?
Draco - Johnson, go! Peterson, announce!
Moe Peterson - O...k. Tonight is the very first edition of Throwdown! Here live at Little Rock, Arkansas! We have a hell of a show lined up for you! Two titles will be on the line tonight! Both don’t have champions and we are looking to crown them tonight! The Compound World Title is at stake and so is the–
Draco - My title! The OWF Title.
Moe Peterson - Yes, our guest commentator is in tonight’s main event against “The Misfit” Spaz to continue their match from Monday’s Addiction. Tongiht’s match also has Duality as the special guest referee!
Draco - Doesn’t make a difference.
Moe Peterson - The minor league matches are filled with talent tonight. We have OWF and Compound matches. Let’s get this show going before Draco shows too much charisma.
Ring Announcer - Introducing the first competitor in tonight's event....the ASW superstar....CROWWW!!!!!!
Crow comes through the curtain, as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva starts up. He makes his way down the aisle, giving high fives to all who reaches out to him. He climbs in the ring, climbing up on the ropes raising his arms, then goes sits in the far corner, waiting for the bell.
Moe Peterson - A good talent in Crow. He was over in ASW and captured
Draco - Great a stereotypical goth. Just what this place needs.
Moe Peterson - Coming from the vampire?
SMACK!
Draco - What was that?
Moe Peterson - N-N-No...Nothing.
PA System - YO!
Ring Announcer - And his opponent... Savage Youth!
“Mr. Disaster" By The Madhats blasts through the arena as Savage Youth makes his way out to the entrance ramp. He gets a mixed reaction as he bounces his way down to the ring screaming “Yo!” again and again. Some fans join in with the young dopey character. He slides into the ring dancing around as his music continues to play.
Draco - And another one from my own fed.
Moe Peterson - So we know your pick already.
Draco - Yup. He may be annoying as shit, but hhe is NEWA bred.
Moe Peterson - Crow has the experience, size, and strength.
Draco - And Savage has the ability to annoy peeople into submission. Trust me.
Moe Peterson - Let’s just watch and see.
(Ding, Ding, Ding...)
The match starts off and Savage Youth looks over to Crow. Crow goes for a big boot on Youth, but Savage is able to roll out of the way. He sticks out his tongue at the bigger man. Crow goes for another boot, but Savage has the speed and moves out of the way. He moves to the ropes and bounces his back off of them while making another face at Crow.
Moe Peterson - You weren’t kidding about being annoying.
Draco - Yeah, I might have to go in there and beat him for this.
Crow runs over at Youth and goes for a clothesline. Youth drops down sending Crow over the top rope and down on the outside. Youth bounces off the ropes and rushes down towards Crow. He jumps over the top rope somersaulting. Youth lands hard on Crow. Both men are down, but the crowd is eating it up.
Moe Peterson - Savage Youth showing some good in-ring skills and some rather crafty techniques.
Draco - He was taught by Xander Gates. A legennd in his own right.
Moe Peterson - The one who called himself The God of Wrestling?
Draco - The one and only.
Moe Peterson - The one whose seven year old daughter got slapped with a black man’s–
Draco - I wouldn’t mention that. Sore subbject for Xander and his crew.
Both men get to their feet. Savage gets back into the ring and Crow follows him in. Savage goes to pound on Crow’s head, but Crow throws his arms up pushing the smaller man away. Savage lands on his back and gets up to see Crow moving towards him. Crow drops Savage with a hard clothesline. Savage gets back up to his feet and is dropped by another clothesline. This time Savage staggers to his feet slower.
Moe Peterson - Looks like your NEWA bred is getting his ass whooped.
Draco - Nah, that's just his style. Don't worrry about it.
Crow reaches out and grabs Savage’s neck. He brings him up after saying, ‘Wrong time, wrong place.’ Crow is looking to hit his Crow’s Landing. Putting out a knee and driving Savage Youth into it. Savage starts kicking Crow’s side again and again. Crow finally lets go and Savage goes to move towards the ropes, but gets pulled down to the mat by Crow grabbing a hand ful of hair.
Moe Peterson - Still his style?
Draco - Will you shut your damn trap already!??
Crow picks up Savage Youth and throws him into the corner. Crow follows him in. Savage stops himself before hitting chest first. He jumps up to the top rope in one jump and then jumps backwards landing on his feet. Crow stops himself, but gets nailed with a dropkick to the back. Crow’s head bounces off the turnbuckle. Savage Youth jumps up onto Crow’s shoulder and hammers his head. He locks his legs around his throat and spins backwards hitting a reverse Frankensteiner. As he stands up he looks over at Draco giving a thumbs up for hitting his trademark move, The Hellacious.
Draco - Oh no he di'nt.
Moe Peterson - Yes! Yes he just did!
SMACK!
Savage Youth goes for a pin, but Crow has had time to recover. Crow easily kicks out and tosses Savage Youth off of him. Youth watches as Crow gets up. Savage wants Crow back down. He runs and goes to hit a clothesline, but Crow throws out his hand and clamps it hard down against Savage’s throat. Savage is dropped hard with a vicious clothesline. Crow stays on his knees catching his breath as Savage rolls onto his stomach clutching his back in pain.
Moe Peterson - This is one helluva a match. These two are really goin at it.
Draco - Yea, who woulda thunk an ASW guy couldd put up such a fight. I'm impressed.
Crow stands up and drags Savage up to his feet. He picks Savage Youth up for a powerbomb. Bam! He hits hard. Crow doesn’t let go. He picks up Savage Youth still holding him in the powerbomb position. Another hard slam. The crowd cringes as Savage Youth is picked up again. Youth gets hoisted up for a Last Ride style power bomb. This time Crow drops all the way with Savage Youth. The ring shakes with the amount of power from the move. Crow goes for the cover.
Moe Peterson - It looks like Savage Youth is down for the count.
Draco - It ain’t over until the three couunt.
Moe Peterson - One! Two! THRE–
Draco - NO, bitch! Savage is till in this gamee.
Amazingly Savage Youth kicks out. Crow slams the mat three times in frustration. The referee holds up two fingers. Crow picks up Savage Youth and makes a cut throat sign. He is going to end it...now. He picks up Savage and puts him position for a dominator. Crow gets a running start, but Svage starts wiggling. Savage moves backwards and clutches Crow’s head. He falls back hitting a reverse DDT. A sort of sloppy Yo-Yo Driver. He lays a hand over Crow’s chest. One, Two, Three! The bell rings and the referee helps Savage Youth to his feet to raise his hand in victory.
Ring Announcer - Here is yourrrr winner... Savage Youth!
Moe Peterson - Well there you have it. The compound's first match, and Savage Youth's first victory! And what a match it was!
Draco - I told you.
Moe Peterson - It's time for Crow to step up his game! This isn't ASW anymore!
Draco - Yea yea, whatever Moe. Just get to thee next frikin match already.
Moe Peterson - Well in our next match we have OWF's woman's champ Alexis Cage taking on OWF's favorite hot jobber, Tara Headoff! Can't say I'm looking forward to this one...but atleast there'll be boobies.
Draco - Damn straight.
Ring Announcer - And now....making her way to the ring... The WoW Champion....ALEXISSS CAGEEEE!
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. 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.
Moe Peterson - If it means anything, I think your girl Aph should be wearing that belt.
Draco thinks...
Draco - Nope, doesn't mean anything. Now shut up before I kill you.
Ring Announcer - And her opponent...hailing from Bentonville AR....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.
Moe Peterson - Moe like! Moe like!
Draco - Man, when's the last time you got laidd...
Moe Peterson - Atleast it wasn't freaky goth sex!
Draco - Breakin my balls Moe, you're breakin eem...
The two women stand face to face in the ring, Alexis Cage the more agressive of the two. The get right up close to each other and the ref tries to step in between but it's no use, Tara shoves Cage hard in the chest, and the bell rings. Cage immediately gets to her feet and charges at Tara. She flys through the air with a forearm and nails Tara right in the face. Tara hits the mat hard and appears to be dazed, but Alexis pays no attention to her opponents apparent pain. She mounts Tara and begins laying in with the lefts and rights, and eventually they become open hand bitch slaps to the face.
Draco - That is one crazy bitch if I ever saw one.
Moe Peterson - From the looks of things, you've seen plenty...
Draco - One more time, and watch what happens to your face.
Moe Peterson - I'm done now.
Draco - Damn right you're done. Bitch.<
Cage is going crazy as she flails her arms left and right, and underneath her Tara is trying to cover up her face. Cage then offers one last slap that is heard throughout the arena, and she rises to her feet, opening her arms and gloating to the crowd. In the corner, Tara crawls into the turnbuckles and begins tending to her face which is bright red. Cage looks at Tara and taunts her with a "bring it" hand motion, and Tara slowly rises.
Moe Peterson - The WoW champ is really making an example here Draco. She's totally dominating.
Draco - Look at my face.
Moe turns...
Draco - Look like I care?
Moe Peterson - Not at all.
Draco - Good...thought I was sending mixed siggnals.
She goes to throw a punch at Cage, but Cage counters and Irish whips Tara into the ropes. Tara comes running back and Cage goes for a nasty clothesline but Tara ducks and hits the opposite ropes. Cage sidesteps as Tara comes in from behind, and Tara goes into the other ropes. She comes back, and Cage spears her hard to the mat! Cage again gloats to the crowd getting a reaction.
Draco - Enough taunting bitch! Just end this ddamn thing already...
Moe Peterson - I'm gonna have to agree with you on that one.
Draco - You're smarter than I thought.<
She walks over to Tara and lifts her mercilessly by the hair, and then places her head in between her legs, setting Tara up for her finisher. One last time she waves her arms to the crowd and they cheer wildly, and then without hesitation Cage hooks the arms and hits Unleashed! Unleashed on Tara! She lays lifeless in the middle of the ring, and Cage places her foot on top of Tara's chest. 1...2....3.!
Ring Announcer - And here is your winner... AND STILLL WoW CHAMPION... ALEXIS CAGEEEE!!!!!!!!
Moe Peterson - That's unleashed right there. One hell of a finisher.
Draco - Eh...I've seen better. I'll gladly demmonstrate...
Moe Peterson - No thanks. Hey, wait a minute...I don't think Alexis is done here.
Draco - Gotta be kidding me...
Cage gives an evil smirk to the crowd, and exits the ring towards the announcers tables. She picks up her WoW title off the chair and enters the ring with it. Cage bends down and puts the gold right into Tara's face, then lays the belt in the middle of the ring. She drags Tara up again by her hair...and UNLEASHED ONTO THE BELT!!! The crowd goes crazy and Cage takes her title and exits the ring, strutting her stuff all the way up the ramp as Tara lay in the middle of the ring, a line of crimson blood making it's way down her face.
Moe Peterson - Well that's what you get when you mess with the WoW champ! She's been dominating lately...making examples out of all her opponents!
Draco - She's fighting a damn jobber Moe.
Moe Peterson - Good point.
The feed cuts to Commishioner Ben's office where Angel is sitting in the big leather chair behind the desk with his feet up and a beer in his hand. There are papers on the floor and spilled beer in some spots. Dwayne Johnson is running around the office trying to clean everything up while Angel just sits there and observes everything. He looks at Dwayne for a second, and then knocks another pile of papers on the floor.
Angel - Hey Dwayne...clean that up!
>Dwayne Johnson - Yes sir.
Angel - And get me another beer!
Dwayne Johnson - Yes sir!
Angel - Hey Dwayne, I gotta itch in my ass. Sccratch it!
Dwayne Johnson - Do I have to Sir!?
Angel - Of course you do bitch!
Dwayne Johnson - Yes sir!
Angel - Dwayne whaddaya doin!? You missed a sppot!?
Dwayne Johnson - What do you mean sir?
Angel takes his beer and pours it all over Dwaynes head. Dwayne just sits there and stops moving as the beer drowns out his face.
Angel - Right there bitch!
Dwayne Johnson - Of course sir.
Angel - Now get outta my sight Dwayne! You makke me frikin sick!
Dwayne Johnson - Yes sir.
Dwayne stands and slowly plods out the office door, closing it behind him. Angel looks around the room for a second, then his eyes widen.
Angel - Hey Dwayne! I still need that beer!
He rushes to the door and the scene fades...
Draco - I wonder who's got it worse, you or hiim.
Moe Peterson - I'd have to say him. Atleast you treat me good.
SMACK!
Draco - What was that?
Moe Peterson - I'm trembling in my panties sir.
“Come On Motherfucker" begins to play as Slayer makes his way to the ring, flipping off a fan with a sign saying he likes to be a bit more than friendly with a donkey. He grabs the sign and rips it in half before taking the fan’s drink and throwing it in their face. He laughs as he slides into the ring.
Ring Announcer - The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. Already in the ring... EJ Slayer!
Draco - Ah, an old face from my fed.
Moe Peterson - So cheering against the vetern Williams?
Draco - Name one sane person who cheers for a pot head over a muscle bound thug.
Moe Peterson - Well–
Draco - You don’t matter!
Moe Peterson - Awww....Moe sad.
Ring Announcer - And his opponent.... He IS the ASW World Heavyweight Champion... Jesse Williams!
PA System - Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer!
Just then, pyro shoots out from the stage and "Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste" by Norma Jean blares over the PA System. From the back, we see Jesse Williams walk out focused on the match ahead of him. He keeps his head straight as he jogs to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope to enter. He walks around the ring once and then gets into his corner and receives a glare from Slayer. Williams returns the glare as the referee calls for the bell.
Moe Peterson - And the match has begun!
Draco - Lets watch Slayer put Williams into a world of hurt!
(Ding, Ding, Ding...)
Slayer is the first to move, but Williams counters his clothesline and turns it into an arm drag. Slayer hits the mat and Williams drops a leg across his throat. Slayer goes to get up, but Slayer gets a hard dropkick to the face.
Moe Peterson - You were saying?
Draco - Shut it unless you want to show you whhat I am going to be doing to Spaz later on.
Moe Peterson - *gulp* I am good.
Williams motions for Slayer to get to his feet. Slayer staggers to his feet and Williams rushes at him. Williams jumps up looking for a cross body splash. Slayer is ready and brings his hands down in a double hammer. Williams gets hit in the side and falls down. Slayer is ready with a knee to cushion his fall. Williams catches Slayer’s knee with his gut. Slayer slams the hammer down again across Williams’ back. Slayer then rolls Williams off his knee.
Draco - What the hell did I tell you?
Moe Peterson - The match isn’t over yet.
Draco - Remind me to beat your head before my match.
Moe Peterson - But why!?
Draco - The fans like violence, right?<
The fans cheer for Draco as he makes a fist and points to Moe Peterson.
Moe Peterson - Why me? Why always me?
Williams stands up, but he is rocked by a hard gut punch. He falls against the turnbuckle looking for a breather. Slayer doesn’t want him to catch his breath. He drops a boot into his gut. Williams is down on the mat. Slayer continues to stomp him. Williams is forced onto his stomach to try to roll away. Slayer stomps on his hand as it clutches the ring rope. A referee tries to get Slayer off.
Moe Peterson - The referee just doing his job and Slayer is shoving him off.
Draco - He does have a five count.
Moe Peterson - Slayer is just looking to beat down Jesse Williams.
Draco - Good. Someone should take him down a ppeg or two.
Slayer jumps up hitting a double stomp on Williams’ back. He arches his back in pain trying to roll Slayer off, but is unable. Slayer than drops another boot into the back of Williams’ head. A modified curb stomp. The audience groans feeling the sympathy pain, but upon realizing that it was Williams cheers slightly.
Draco - See. The crowd just proved my point.
Moe Peterson - Vicious savages.
Draco - Wrestling fans at their greatest.
Williams catches a breath as the referee finally gets Slayer off of Williams. Slayer pushes the ref aside and grabs Williams picking him up. Williams has a bust nose thanks to Slayer’s last attack. Slayer laughs slapping Williams a bit to help the cob webs go away. Williams comes back to life, but Slayer throws him against the ropes. Williams jumps on the ropes and goes for a moonsault. Slayer stops him and catches him on his shoulder.
Draco - Game. Set. Match.
Moe Peterson - Oh this can’t be good.
Draco - It isn’t good for Williams, but ffor everyone else it is very good.
Slayer runs over to the turnbuckle. He spins around and crushes Williams’ face and chest in the turnbuckle. Slayer then falls down crushing Williams in the mat. Slayer goes for the cover.
Draco - One! Two! Three!
Moe Peterson - Williams kicked out! He kicked out!
Draco - Awww what the hell, Slayer!?
Slayer is holding Williams head up forcing the match to go on. Slayer drags Williams to his feet and grabs him for a leg sweep. He moves and picks up Williams hitting a one armed powerbomb. The Violent End! Williams is out. Slayer picks up Williams and points to the turnbuckle. The fans cheer as he sets up Williams for another Violent End. He hits it throwing Williams down against the turnbuckle. He drags him into the center of the ring and goes for the pin.
Moe Peterson - Williams is out. One, two, and–
Draco - Three! Told you Slayer had this one inn the bag. Williams should learn to put some effort into the smaller matches. Good lesson to learn.
Ring Announcer - Here is yourrr winner.... E.. J... SLAYYYYER!
Moe Peterson - Well, you know what's coming up next don't you.
Draco - Not at all. Suprise me.
Moe Peterson - The Compound Championship match silly goose!
SMACK!
Ring Announcer - And now for the MAIN EVENT! The first competitor...weighing in at 150 and standing 6'0....COKEKID!!!!
"Lit Up" by Buck Cherry blasts over the P.A. system and Cokekid makes his way down the ramp as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. His eyes look bulged and he keeps wiping at his nose, but he's smiling like a little girl.
CokeKid - Yah Dude! Alright man!
Draco - This is going to be fun.
Moe Peterson - The first ever Compound champion will be crowned tonight folks! What an event this is going to be!
Cokekid enters the ring and stares in wonder at the title hanging 30 feet above.
Ring Announcer - Introdcuing the next competitor...weighing in at 258 and standing 6'5...TNT!!!!!!
"Click Click Boom" by Saliva echoes throughout the arena and TNT makes his way out with a little bit of a swagger, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction.
TNT - Eh, yo! You're all useless canoles!
Draco - Aren't all canoles useless.
>Moe Peterson - Only the chocolate ones.
TNT enters the ring and stares at Cokekid, who's still more or less oblivious to his surroundings. Oh well...frikin stoners...
Ring Announcer - And the last competitor in tonight's main event...weighing in at 160 and standing 6'2....CARLOS...MANSON!!!!!!!
"ATWA" by System of a Down blares out of the speakers and Carlos makes his way down the ramp via skipping like a little girl. He waves to all the fans who start to take a liking to him.
Carlos - Hi! Hi! Hi there!
Draco - No comment.
Moe Peterson - What are you, homophobic?
Draco - If I was, jackass, I wouldn't be sittiing next to you.
Moe Peterson - I am not--!
Draco - No one cares. Honestly...no one does.<
Carlos enters the ring and stares at the two other competitors, and all of a sudden his eyes flash and his voice becomes deeper.
Carlos - I WANT TO WATCH YOU DIE!!!!!!!!!!
Moe Peterson - Mommy!
TNT - Eh, yo!
Cokekid - YAH DUDE!
(Ding, Ding, Ding...)
TNT charges at Carlos and drills him with a nasty clothesline that sends him flipping. On the other side of the ring, Cokekid is smiling into the crowd aimlessly and getting a bigger and bigger reaction with each hand gesture. TNT goes straight to work on Manson, laying into him with boots. Cokekid finally focuses on the match and runs over to TNT, giving him a forearm to the back of the head. TNT turns immediately and nails Cokekid in the face with a right, sending him to the canvas. Manson gets up to his feet and spears TNT to the mat, laying into him with rights and lefts. Cokekid stands and points at TNT and begins to laugh. Manson jerks his face upward towards Cokekid....and Cokekid stops laughing. Carlos gets up and runs at Cokekid but he sidesteps and Carlos goes into the ropes. Cokekid bounces off the opposite ropes and hits Manson with a crossbody block, and both men hit the canvas.
Draco - If this is wrestling, than call me Plaague.
Moe Peterson - Plague.
Draco - DON'T YOU EVER!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!
Moe Peterson - S..S..Sorry...
Cokekid rolls off and runs into the ropes again, this time flying off with an elbow drop that hits TNT as he is trying to stand. Cokekid turns to celebrate, but is caught behind by Manson who delivers a brutal german suplex, folding Cokekid like an accordion. TNT stands back up and nails a clothesline on Manson. TNT surveys the canvas, both his opponents down for the moment, and rolls under the bottom rope. He contemplates the barbed wire ladder laying at ringside, and tries to figure out the best way to lift it without getting cut.
Moe Peterson - That ladder is wrapped with barbed wire. I have a feeling some serious damage is gonne be done with that...but these three have to deal with it if they want that belt!
Draco - Wow, you get paid for this?
>Moe Peterson - Indeed I do.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Cokekid is standing and looking around wary eyed. He spots TNT on the outside, backs into the ropes, runs forward...and SUICIDE DIVES OVER THE TOP! He nails TNT in the back, and plants him directly on the barbed wire ladder! Both men are down, and TNT is planted into the barbed wire.
Moe Peterson - An impressive move by Cokekid! Didn't think these trainees had it in em...
Draco - Never underestimate the trainees Moe.
Moe Peterson - Why not?
Draco - Because I said so.
Moe Peterson - Fair enough.
Cokekid rolls over groggily, but as soon as his flesh touches the barbed wire he shoots up to his feet. He looks into the ring, and doesn't see Manson there. He starts scratching his head and the crowd is getting louder and louder. All of a sudden he turns around and is met with a CHAIR SHOT TO THE FACE! Manson is standing there smiling sadistically with a chair in his hand! The steel is dented inward and Cokekid appears to be unconcious!
Moe Peterson - These guys are really goin all out! They want that belt and they want it bad!
Manson drops the chair and rolls Cokekid off to the side. He walks over to TNT and rolls him off the ladder and we can see that TNT is bleeding in many places where the barbed wire ripped into him. Manson doesn't waste one moment picking up the ladder, and it's like he feels no pain as the barbed wire pierces his flesh. Blood begins to drip from his palms as he rolls under the bottom rope and drags the ladder in with him. Outside the ring, both TNT and Cokekid are starting to rise to their feet. Manson sets up the ladder and begins to climb. On the outside Cokekid sees this and his eyes go wide. He picks up the chair, aims it, and THROWS IT AT MANSON! The steel hits Manson right in the face and he collapses from the middle of the ladder to the canvas, and the ladder collapses with him.
Draco - Never in a million years...
>Cokekid smiles in celebration, and then is destroyed with a spear from TNT, right into the mats! TNT looks around, wiping the blood out of his face, and then he reaches under the ring canvas. He searches around for a bit, then pulls out a table. The crowd goes nuts at the sight of this.
Moe Peterson - What you think he's planning with that table!?
Draco - Have you ever...watched wrestling Moe??
He begins to set it up on the outside of the ring when he sees Manson start to climb the ladder again, so he rushes into the ring and those two start duking it out. Both throwing left and rights at each other. On the oustide, Cokekid sees the table and laughs. He sets it up, for no real reason and stares at his accomplisment. The crowd cheers him on....why...who knows. On the inside Manson has the ladder in his hand, and is fending off TNT with it. Cokekid enters the ring and is about to sneak up on TNT from behind when Manson swings the ladder, TNT ducks, AND THE BARBED WIRE NAILS COKEKID RIGHT IN THE FACE!!! COKEKID IS BUSTED OPEN!
Draco - That looked like it hurt...
>Moe Peterson - Cokekid is out cold! That barbed wire tore into his face!
He collapses to the canvas and rolls back to the outside, crashing to the mats. When TNT gets back up, HE IS ALSO HIT WITH THE LADDER!! His faces gets shredded by the barbed wire, and he too rolls under the rope and crashes to the mats. Manson is laughing maniacal laughter as blood starts to spew profusely from his hands at the spots where he is holding the ladder.
Moe Peterson - Manson has lost it. He's absolutely lost it.
Draco - I second that. Althought I still hate you.
He sets it up and steps on the first rung, the crowd now deciding to boo him. He continues to climb, trying to use his hands as little as possible, which in turn is making him go very slowly. On the outside Cokekid stands groggily again, his face a crimson mask. TNT is standing and Cokekid grabs him and irish whips him into the steel steps, sending a metallic crash throughout the arena. He lifts TNT and rolls him onto the table, barely able to see what he is doing. Inside the ring, Manson is standing on top of the ladder 30 feet in the air, his fingers brushing the end of the Compound Title. He keeps reaching but he can't quite get it. Suddenly, he looks down and sees TNT on the table. His eyes light up with fire.
Carlos - DIE BITCH!!!!!!
HE JUMPS OFF THE LADDER FROM THE INSIDE OF THE RING AND HITS AN ELBOW DROP TO THE OUTSIDE TOTALLY DECIMATING TNT AND THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moe Peterson - Oh My GOD!!!!!! DID YOU JUST SEE THAT!?
Draco - Holy Shi---stinky poo.
Shards of wood are splintered in every direction, and both men lay absolutely incapacitated in the bloody heap. Cokekid, although still wobbling and blinded by blood, smiles at the sight of an empty ring. He stumbles to the apron and pulls himself up as parademic rush down from the entrance ramp to tend to the fallen wrestlers.
Moe Peterson - I'm speechless...
Draco - Thank God for small favors.
>Cokekid enters the ring, ignoring the commotion. His eyes are only fixed on one prize. He steps onto the first rung of the ladder, ignoring the pain in his hands from gripping the barbed wire. His eyes never leave the belt. One by one he steps up the ladder, slowly and methodically placing his foot on each rung.
Moe Peterson - Cokekid's gonna do it! He's gonna become the Compound Champion!
He reaches the top and reaches for the belt. His fingers brush it as it sways, and then HE GRABS THE BELT! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ring Announcer - Ladies and gentleman.....Your winner, and NEW COMPOUNDDDD CHAMPION...COKEKID!!!!
Cokekid - YAH DUDE! I TOTALLY DID IT!
>"Lit Up" by Buck Cherry begins to play over the P.A. system as Cokekid makes his way down the ladder, clutching the gold to his chest. His smile stretches from ear to ear as the crowd cheers him on. He starts to gloat around the ring with the belt in hand, showing it off to the crowd, and that's when the music is interuppted by the sound of clapping. Cokekid looks up at the entrance ramp and sees Angel standing there with a mic in hand, clapping.
Draco - What the hell is this asshole doing noow? I thought I sent Dwayne to keep him busy...
Moe Peterson - That's not an asshole! That's Angel!
Draco - My point exactly.
Cokekid smiles as he sees his trainer cheering him on. Angel starts to slowly make his way down the ramp, and he begins to speak.
Angel - Well, well, well...you did it bro. Youu're the first Compound Champion. Everyone give Cokekid a round of applause!
Cokekid - Hehe.. Yah dude man bro
The crowd responds with cheering and clapping, and Cokekid smiles as he wipes the blood out of his eyes. Angel reaches the ring and steps in, looking Cokekid up and down.
Angel - A respectable champ if I ever saw one.. Not like the trash we got in OWF. Right Draco?
He looks at Draco...Draco flips him the bird.
Angel - Ah well...I'm not gonna waste anymore time talking about that idiot. I'm here to congratulate you kid, you're the frikin champ. You did good tonight, and I'm proud of you. Would you grant me the honor of shaking the hand of the new Compound Champion?
The crowd goes crazy as Angel drops the mic and extends his hand. Cokekid looks on hesitantly, and removes one hand from the title, slowly extending it. The crowd continues to cheer as Angel takes Cokekids hand and shakes it hard. Cokekid shakes back and goes to pull away but Angel doesn't let go. Cokekid tries again, and still Angel has him in his grasp. Angel's smile just keeps getting wider and wider as he starts to shake Cokekids hand harder. Cokekid tries to pull away again, but this time Angel swiftly pulls cokekid towards him and ANGEL'S HOLOCAUST!!!!!! COKEKID LAYS LIFELESS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! Angel smiles as the crowd gives a mixed reaction, and he picks up the microphone.
Angel - Welcome to the big league's punk. I'lll be seeing you.
He drops the mic and his music hits as he makes his way up the ramp, leaving Cokekid a bloody mess in the middle of the ring.
Draco - What an asshole.
Moe Peterson - Man, don't be talkin about Hell's Fire like that!? They'll kill us!
Draco - Bitch, I'll kill you!
Moe Peterson - Language....
Draco raises his hand as if he were going to backhand Moe, but then freezes in midair when Moe cowers.
Draco - Looks like my match is up. I'll be wattching you...Moe.
Draco throws the headset down and leaves the announcers table, heading backstage to prepare for his match. As he does so Dwayne Johnson makes his way to the announcers table.
Moe Peterson - Finally.
Dwayne Johnson - Yea well, it wasn't no picnic for me either. Let's get this show over with already.
Moe Peterson - Agreed. It's time for the OWF World Championship match folks. Let's take a look a what happened last week on Addiction.
| - - FLASHBACK - - |
Draco stands in a rage and irish whips Spaz into the corner. He lifts him to the top turnbuckle and then turns him to face the crowd.
Falcoon - Draco seems to be setting Spaz up for The Hellacious.
Draco comes up to the top rope, but Spaz back elbows him stunning him a bit. Spaz pulls himself up to the top rope and turns around where he continues to fight with Draco, both men are standing on the top rope as its shaking like crazy. Just then, both men lose their footing and fall to the ring center of the ring with a thunderous crash, on the way down Spaz's and Draco's heads collide, knocking the other unconscious, not to mention the stiff bump they took when they hit the mat. As they come to rest, we see both men are laying on top of one another, the referee drops into place
Falcoon - WAIT A MINUTE!
Burst - You can't make a double pinfall count!!
1...2...3....
Missy Janson - Your Winner and....
Missy Janson looks up to the ring... Inside the ring, the referee doesn't know who's arm to raise...
Falcoon - What the hell? Who...
Burst - The fuckin referee doesn't even know!<
Falcoon - These two men are exhausted. They are out of fuel. I doubt they can continue!
Burst - OWF doesn't do duel champions! This iss bull shit!
Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen hits and Commish Ben steps out on the stage with a mic.
Commish Ben - Senior Referee Andrew Caps... What the hell have you done?
Burst - Yeah Caps! You moron!
Falcoon - He just ruined the match!
The ref shrugs in the ring and points at the two comeptitors beaten and bloody bodies.
Commish Ben - Unfortunitly... Prez DK and Prez CJ have already left the arena tonight. And I refuse to make a decision with such an impact off the top of my head! So until further notice... The OWF Championship... belongs.... to.....
You hear the sound of a poly ringtone and Commish Ben reaches into his pocket.. He holds up the phone.
Commish Ben - It's Prez DK... Excuse me for a moment!
Falcoon - I think we are about to get an answer!!
Ben heads backstage as Spaz begins to stir in the ring. Spaz pulls himself to his feet, still extremly groggy as he looks at the referee wondering what has happened.
Referee Caps - We don't have an official winner right now Spaz.. We are workin on it.
Falcoon - Caps is tryin to explain himself..
Burst - He fucked up.. He desurves an ass kickking for it!
Spaz points to himself and screams.
Spaz - I fuckin won!
He pushes the referee to the mat and slides out of the ring..
Falcoon - Spaz thinks he won the match! He's comming this way!
Draco finally comes to and stands up in the ring. The fans clap for him, he turns and notices Spaz grabbing the OWF championship... Instantly he darts off the ropes and leaps over the top rope in a suicide dive tackling Spaz into the commentary table!
Falcoon - Spaz and Draco are continuing the fighht!
Burst - Ring the damn bell and let them fight it out!
Commish Ben - Hang on! Hang on just a damn minute! I just got off the phone with Prez DK.. and since we only have about 3 minutes left in this show, we've decided that it's not enough time to have another match! So... This Thursday... At the premier of The Compound's Thursday Night Throwdown Spaz and Draco will fight again for the OWF Championship!
The fans boo the decision and throw trash at Commish Ben as he exits..
Falcoon - So what till then? A vacant title?
Commish Ben - Until then.. The title... BELONGS TO.......... ME!
| - - INSIDE THE COMPOUND - - |
Moe Peterson - And to top it all off, Duality has been named special guest referee.
The camera's are backstage with President Diamond Kid standing with Duality who is dressed in his referee shirt ready for the match.
Prez DK - Now Duality... We have an understanding right?
Duality nods.
Prez DK - The match must stay fair and consistant. However... It's essential that the title stay with the OWF. Got me?
Duality nods again and tightens the leather snap wristband and heads for the ring.
Prez DK - Make me proud Du.
The feed cuts to backstage where we are face to face with Draco's locker room door. A few bangs are heard from the other side, and then the door opens violently and Draco comes storming out. He makes his way down the corridor when a door opens and out steps Angel, who isn't looking. He bumps into Draco.
Draco - Watch were you're goin asshole!>
Angel - This is my hallway! You stay the hell out of it! I'm runnin this damn show!
Draco - Last time I checked Ben appointed ME iin charge! So you get outta my hallway!
Angel - Okay...you wanna play wit me...you plaay wit da best...
Draco - Yea whaddaya gonna do, call your Hell''s Fire bitches to come save you...
Angel - You know, I ain't got shit to say to yyou. You just better pray you win that title tonight.
Draco - And why's that?
Angel - So I can kick your ass for it at Powerr Hour.
Draco - I'll be waiting.
Angel - You better be. Now get your ass down tto that ring, you got a match if I remember correctly.
Draco - Shut your damn trap. I'll go when I'm good and ready.
Angel - Well I'm ready now!
Draco shakes his head and begins to walk down the corridor.
Draco - Watch your back buddy. That's all I gootta say.
Angel - Yea yea...shove it where the sun don'tt shine.
The feed cuts back to the announce table.
Moe Peterson - Seems like things are really heating up between those two. I'd love to see them battle it out for this here title!
Dwayne Johnson - Speaking of title matches...let's get this one started. I'm growin grays.
Falcoon - Hey.. Get outta here kids. The big shoots are here to call this match!
Moe Peterson - Hey wh...
Burst - Shut your mouth peterhead and get outtta my fuckin chair!
Moe Peterson - You can't say that on the air.
Burst - Kid, I've been doing this since you whhere a white speck inside your momma's nuts.
The scene switches to the backstage area. Draco is seen standing next to a vending machine. He hits one of the buttons and a water is dispensed. When the water drops Draco jumps a bit.
Draco - Calm down. Get your head in the game.
Draco grabs the water almost frustrated with himself. He opens it up and starts to take a drink. He breaths a sigh of relief.
Draco - No one is tailing you. Just think about what you got to do!
Draco grabs his water and looks towards the arena.
Draco - Got to go out there and take care of business.
With a nod to reassure himself Draco starts to head towards the arena. He had to get his mind in gear. A shadow moved quickly behind Draco. Someone was watching him, but he didn't notice. Draco continued his way toward the ring.
Falcoon - YOU GET OUTTA HERE ROOKIES!
>Falcoon kicks his foot towards Peterson as they take a seat at ringside.
Burst - That was the worst commentary I've heaard since watching an SCW event.
Falcoon - Hi I'm Jessica Winters and blah blah bblah look at my boobs.
Burst - Haha! You sound just like her!<
Falcoon - Ladies and gentlemen.. Gordie Falcoon here to call this OWF title match here in The Compound in Little Rock Arkansas!
Burst - I was under the impression that you whheren't invited to this event!
Falcoon - My partner, the always hateful.. Nick Burst. Nick, are Draco's nerves getting the best of him or is someone watching him?
Burst - It's classic paranoia Gordie. Once youur the champ you feel like everyone is coming for you!
Falcoon - I thought I saw a shadow behind him.
Burst - That coulda been a camera man, or our sound guy. Alexis Cage thought the same thing when she held her first WoW title!
Falcoon - Paranoia or not.. The fact is Draco wiill be fighting for that title in moments...
The arena is plunged into darkness. The crowd goes to a silence as the big screen flickers to life. It shows nothing, but static. Over the PA notes are hear being played on a piano. A guitar soon is heard in the background. The piano is cut off abruptly and replaced by a screaming voice.
PA System - Breakdown!
The lights flare up as the scream ends. The music getting heavier and faster. The screen shows images of Draco in various matches. Some him flying through the air crashing on an opponent. Another him hitting a high impact move. Another shows him holding a title above his head covered in his own blood from head to toe.
Ring Announcer - The following contest is scheduled for tonight MAIN EVENT for the OWF World Championship... Introducing first... The last holder of the OWF championship... Draco!
Let
the fun and games begin
She is spayed and broken in
Skin is cold and white
Such a lovely lonely night
The lights start to flicker as one final image stays on the screen. Draco standing there with no shirt on. His ice blue eyes look forward with no emotion in them. His thin white scars start to bleed as he runs a hand across his chest. The camera zooms in to see the scars. ‘NO HOPE’. The image holds as Draco walks out onto the ramp. He stands there rubbing his taped wrists.
Heaven
is on the way
You could feel the hate
But I guess you never will
I'm on a roll again
And I want an end
'Cause I feel you creeping in
What I found in this town
I'm heading for a breakdown
What's that sound, you're so loud
I'm heading for a breakdown
Draco enters the ring with the blank expression on his face as he leans on the ropes slightly waiting for the opening bells of the match
Falcoon - Draco looks focused here tonight and yyou can gaurentee he wants that title back!
Burst - Where the hell is the title anyway?
Falcoon - It's sittin right next to you.. you fuuckin moron! HAHAHA
Ring Announcer - And his opponent... "The Misfit" Spaz!
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. He removes the jacket and reveals "Legacy of Brutality" on the right sleeve of the sweater and Hell's Fire on the other. On the back is the members of HF: Sam Caine, Airease, Birrdy, Casper, Spaz, Wolf, Anton, Cage and Angel. He discards of his sweater to reveal a scared upper torso. He then stands in the center of the ring awaiting action.
Falcoon - We where informed Tuesday that their wwill be a special referee in this match..
Burst - This isn't even fair! Spaz has the oddds stacked against him. Everyone knows that Duality can't be impartial!
PA System - I push my fingers into my... eeeeyyyyyeeessssss....
The entire arena leaps to their feet!
Falcoon - Speaking of the monster! Here comes Duality now!
Burst - Spaz desurves a better chance than this! We all saw what Spaz did to Duality at Campus Chaos!
Falcoon - We'll see how this unfolds tonight.
PA System - It's the only thing, that slowly stops the aaaache... But it's made of all.. The things I have to tttaaakkkeee.....
Suddenly the curtain is pushes to the side and out steps Duality! He's dressed in a referee shirt that can barely be seen through his leather trench coat. They get louder and the arena shakes! He looks out over the crowd then heads down to the ring.
(Ding, Ding, Ding...)
Falcoon - These men have been dying of anticipattion for three days now. They're both after the same prize but tonight.. We've been gaurenteed that ONE man will walk out OWF Champion.
Spaz leaps across the ring at Draco, Draco catches him in mid air by the legs and sends Spaz's crashing to the mat rear first!
Burst - They're not wasting any time!
Draco uses his feet to push down Spaz's shoulders.. Duality is down for the count.. 1...2... Spaz uses his own feet as a clamp and smashes Draco's head between them.. Spaz rolls out of the pinning position and gets to his feet..
Falcoon - My question is this.. What happens if this match ends in a disqualification?
Burst - It won't. I already know how this is ggoing to end. Duality is gonna screw Spaz. I don't even wanna watch this crap!
Spaz leaps off the farside ropes, Draco catches him in an arm bar and takes him down to the mat.. Draco tries for a crippler cross face but Spaz bites his arm before it can be hooked it! Duality grabs Spaz by the hair and pulls him and Draco apart. Spaz leaps to his feet and Duality points at him. Spaz flips him off then turns his attention back to Draco.
Falcoon - Well Spaz just drew blood with his teeeth on Draco and I thought we where about to see Duality and Spaz get it on!
Burst - Pff... Fag.
Spaz grabs Draco's head and starts to lift him up when suddenly Draco punches him in the throat and pushes him through the ropes to the outside of the ring! Draco slides out after him.. Duality watches from inside the ring and starts a count.. 1.. Draco lifts up the ring aprion and pulls out a shovel! 2....3....The fans in the arena leap to their feet as he points the spaded end at spaz's hand. 4....He grins and slams the shovel down, Spaz moves his hand in the nick of time! 5... Draco lifts the shovel up.. He rares back with it but suddenly Duality grabs it from in the ring and rips it out of Draco's hands! Duality tosses the shovel across the ring and reaches the count of 6... Draco rolls back into the ring to break the count then slides back out. He's met with a fist to the jaw by Spaz. Draco strikes back with his own right hand! Spaz sumbles backwards and Draco seizes the oppertunity and spears Spaz against the commentators table!
Falcoon - Hey! Get his Hell's Fire ass off our ttable!
Burst - Your mouth is alot bigger than your brrain kid.
Draco climbs up onto the commentary table, he takes a running start then lands a knee drop on the top of Spaz's skull! Duality watches on..
Falcoon - That's Plague! The Hell's Fire member is in the ring!
Burst - Evening the odds!
Falcoon - He's gonna ruin this match!
>Plague slides in the ring and grabs the shovel.. Duality turns as he hears the fans scream and catches a shovel to the face!
Falcoon - Plague might have just commited careerr suicide!
Duality falls to one knee.. Plague rares back and smacks Duality in the back of the head with the shovel, sending him all the way to the mat. Plague slides out and Draco instantly comes after him.
Falcoon - NOW! Right in front of our table... Drraco is beating the hell outta Plague!
The fans leap to their feet durning the exchange. Plague and Draco brawl into the fan barrier, but from behind Spaz grabs the shovel and smacks Draco with it!
Falcoon - Oh come on! This is bull shit!<
Burst - If that was Cold Grass you'd be their limp wristed cheerleader!
Plague whipes the blood from his lip then grins as he tells Spaz to pick Draco up. Spaz has Draco's arms hooked, Plague licks his bloody lip then stabs Draco in the stomach with the shovel! He pulls back and strikes Draco across the head.
Falcoon - This is a brutal fucking raping!
Together the Hell's Fire members toss Draco into the ring.. Spaz climbs back in.. Duality leaps up!! Duality grabs Spaz by the throat!
Falcoon - This isn't gonna be pretty!
>Burst - That's Bias! That's completly fucking bias! He's a referee damn it!
Duality clintches down on Spaz's throat then kicks him in the gut.. Dichotomy!!
Falcoon - And.. DOWN.. GOES... SPAZ!
Duality brushes his hair back he turns... The Vaccine!!
Burst - YES! YES! Plague delivers when he's neeeded!
Plague quickly places Spaz over Draco...
Falcoon - Ahh crap.
He grabs Duality's hand off the mat and raises it then slams it down.. 1... he repeats.. 2...
Falcoon - DRACO KICKED OUT! DRACO KICKED OUT!!!!!
The fans leap to their feet and Plague looks shocked with his jaw to the ground..
Burst - Bull shit.. Take em out Plague!>
Plague stops to think, tryin to hear his thoughts between the roaring crowd! Draco stirs and starts to climb to his feet.. Plague sizes him up... He goes for The Vaccine..... Draco ducks!! Draco grabs Plague's leg and kicks his other leg out from under him.. WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS!
Falcoon - When all else fails! Draco has it lockked in on Plague! Look at Plague!!! He's tapping out!!!
"DRACO - DRACO - DRACO" The fans chant as Plague continues to tap. Spaz sweeps in from outta no where.. THE END on Draco!
Falcoon - NO! Ah... damn it.. no!
Spaz waves towards the entrance ramp and finally a referee runs down.. He ref slides in as Spaz makes the pin.. 1...2...3...
Falcoon - You wanna talk about your screw job enndings!
Burst - Spaz did it! Spaz is the champ!! GIVE HIM THE TITLE REF!
Falcoon - How the hell was that fair? This is thhe OWF title damn it.. I'm embaressed for our company having ANOTHER Hell's Fire member hold it.
Burst - You can eat shit Falcoon. The odd's whhere stacked against him.
Falcoon - Oh fucking hell they where! Duality waas callin the match fair!
Ring Announcer - Ladies and gentlemen... Here is yourrrrr winnnnerr....
Falcoon - Oh fuckin hell.. I'm not stickin arounnd to hear this shit. I'm outta this crummy fuckin hell hole they call a Compound.
Ring Announcer - AND NEWWWWW OWF WORLD CHAMPION... .SPAZ!!!
The Referee hands Spaz the OWF title, he grips it tightly as the fans boo him and throw trash into the ring. He slides out leaving Plague in the ring. The OWF logo spins and the scene fades.