�Why Sledge Why?�
�Real Deal�
�Keeton Sucks�
�TUR RULEZ!�
�Tobias is my HERO�
�Kevin 3:16�
�Sledge, The Double champion�
Bob: Welcome every body to PSW:FATE!!! Tonight we�ll put an end to the NWA and TUR fued! Also, we�ll Find out just who is more Hardcore!! BooM takes on the Unit!! Also we have 8 man action!!! And we�ll have the long awaited World title match Tobias Stone vs. Jake Keeton, and many more!!!!!!
Rick: We�re ready for Marc and Ian Callus to settle their differences right now! I don�t think I can stress to you fans what kind of tension has been building backstage at our shows since Ian cost Marc the United States Title!
Bob: It was thick enough to cut with a knife! And now Ian is carrying his mother�s ashes with him everywhere, talking to them like she�s still alive! This guy is sick!
Rick: �And here he comes now!�
�The God that Failed� begins to play as the camera switches to Rachyll in the ring.
Rachyll: Introducing first, he is the self proclaimed �Belfast Bruiser� and Irish National Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, weighing in at 337 pounds, hailing from Belfast, Ireland, he is The Widowmaker Ian Callus!�
Ian steps out from the curtain, dressed in a leather duster-style overcoat, and a green fedora hat with a four leaf clover sticking out of it.
Rick: Look at this guy! He�s even bigger than his brother! And he doesn�t care what he does to get what he wants, either!�
Bob: Rick, Marc Callus ain�t an anger, either! But compared to this guy, Marc could be Pope! He�s talking to the urn again!�
Ian walks down to ringside, where he hands the urn over to the timekeeper. He takes off the overcoat, revealing a full legged singlet in a deep green color, with black boots and kneepads. Both hands are covered with black wrist tape, and as he climbs into the ring, some fans cheer him, and others boo him loudly.
Rick: �I can�t believe this man is getting cheered by some of these fans! After all that he�s done!�
Bob: �After all Rick, he DID help dethrone his brother! That�s a plus for America! Speaking of the former US Champion, here comes The Irish Wrecking Machine!�
Rachyll: �And his opponent (same music begins to play) from Belfast, Ireland, weighing in at 311 pounds, accompanied to the ring by his manager Bill Alfonso, he is the Irish Wrecking Machine, Marc Callus!�
Rick: �Listen to this crowd! They�re giving him the same reaction as they did Ian!�
Bob: �Oh come on! He deserves every single boo! After what he�s said and done here, he deserves to feel like shit! And with Alfonso in his corner now, that makes him worse! If he doesn�t stop blowing that damn whistle, I�ll cram it down his throat!�
Bill Alfonso walks steadily to the ring, while Marc follows slowly and steadily. He has locked eyes with Ian from the top of the ramp, and he ignores the fans as he follows his manager to ringside. His usual attire, leather pants with fringe, and a black singlet top, added with fingerless gloves, rounds out his attire as he gets a pep talk from his manager.
Bob: �These two haven�t broken eye contact since Marc stepped out here! I can�t imagine what Marc Callus must be thinking! His brother desecrated their mother�s ashes by dipping into them like a child in a sandbox!�
Rick: � Well I don�t think we�ll have to wait too long! Ian is pulling Marc into the ring the hard way, by his hair!�
Bob: �What strength! (bell rings) Marc is in the ring, and Ian is stomping away at him! Look at that! A clump of Marc Callus�s red hair is laying in the ring!�
Rick: �This match may be more than children should see! Ian with a kneedrop to Marc�s ribcage!�
Bob: �Ian pulling Marc to his feet now, and whipping him into the ropes! Marc comes back and hits a flying clothesline! Both men are down only for a second!�
Rick: �Ian hits Marc with a right, and a left, and another right!�
Bob: �Marc Callus showing no offense tonight! He�s like a rag doll in there!�
Rick: �Wait a second, Alfonso is up on the apron, and he has the referee�s attention!�
Bob: �Ian turns, and Marc levels him with a clothesline from hell! Now he�s reaching into his kneepad, and he�s got a weapon! Ladies and gentlemen, break out the fine china, cause Marc Callus has the silverware! He gouges Ian in the forehead with it!�
Rick: �Ian is bleeding like a stuck pig! And Marc Callus is smiling! Wait a second, the fans are cheering him on! Like a schoolyard fight, they�re cheering him on!�
Bob: �Marc tosses the fork and Alfonso drops back down to ringside! Marc lifts Ian up and hits a huge sideslam, and now he�s headed for the turnbuckles!�
Rick: �Ian staggers to his feet, and Marc leaps, but Ian raises a fist to meet him in midair! Both men are down now, rolling on the mat! Ian just rolled out of the ring!�
Bob: �Marc is slowly getting up, and Ian sliding back into the ring again with a chair! Marc turns around, and Ian pastes him with it! The referee is calling for the bell, but Ian won�t stop hitting Marc Callus! Listen to that sick thud of metal against flesh! It�s total carnage in there!�
Rick: �Somebody get security out here to stop this!�
Bob: �Who needs security when you�ve got Shane Steele coming to the ring! What the hell does Steele want out here? He hates both of these guys!�
Rick: �He better get in there quick, cause Ian is pounding Marc into a pulp! Steele grabs a chair from ringside, and slides into the ring! He pushes Marc out of the way, and kicks Ian in the stomach! He just blasted Ian Callus right in the face! Ian staggers back now!�
Bob: �Marc Callus rolls out of the ring, and lands in a heap on the arena floor! Steele and Ian Callus are trading rights now, and Ian is getting the upper hand! He has Steele staggering, but now Steele just blocked another punch, and hits Ian with a stiff arm clothesline!�
Rick: �Uh oh! Marc Callus is back up on the apron with the urn! He�s opening the lid!�
Bob: �Ian is turning away from Shane towards the urn, and Steele picks his chair up again! Marc looks inside, and
Rick, can you see his face?�
Rick: �Yeah, and he looks like he just saw a ghost! Ian just snatched the urn out of Marc�s hand, and turns around again, facing Steele! Ian looks like a hurt puppy dog, and he�s leaving the ring! Steele and Marc Callus are left standing, and now Callus is stepping over the ropes into the ring to meet Steele!�
Bob: �There�s no love lost between these two! The last time Shane Steele was in a wrestling ring with Marc Callus, he got a 2 month paid vacation! Callus stepping up to Steele now, and neither man is moving an inch!�
Rick: �Now there�s a show of guts! Steele just dropped his chair! He�s willing to face this guy with just his fists! Callus is smiling at him, and now he�s offering his hand to the Real Deal!�
Bob: �Steele is looking at the hand now, and he doesn�t know what to do! If he takes it, Callus could just be setting him up for something! If he doesn�t, he might be passing up a powerful ally! Shane Steele is walking away! He is walking to the back, and Marc Callus is left in the ring alone! What a way to open up this pay per view tonight! Marc Callus with a win by disqualification, and help from Shane Steele!
Rick: Oh Marc Callus makes his way to the back� Wait a second!!! Look at the entrance way!!! It that!? It is!!! IT�S CASSIUS!!!!!
Cassius: I�m Back!!!!
(Cassius drops the mic, and heads back to the Back)
Rick: Cassius!!! I thought Sledge took his ass out!!! He�s BACK!!!! And looking better than ever!!!
Bob: And now lets role right on to our 2nd match!!
Rachyll: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Number One Contendership for the Television Title. Making his way to the ring, Alex Raines!
Rachyll: And introducing his opponent, representing The Untouchable Renegades, Mark Cogner!
Rick: This is going to be a great match up between these two guys, they've been hyping it up all week, and now it's time to show what they've got.
Bob: Ahh yes... Cogner has joined the Untouchable Renegades last week, now we'll see what kind of impact that will have on him. The bell rings as the two grapplers immediately lock up. Raines gets the upper hand and nails a suplex on Cogner. He picks Cogner back up again, and lands a jab to Cogner's throat.
Rick: I don't care who you are, that has got to hurt. I don't think Cogner has any idea where he is. Raines taunts the crowd and Cogner stumbles up and manages to knock Raines down. Cogner then gets up on the turnbuckle and connects with a huge Leg Drop.
Bob: What a change of momentum here for Cogner... He goes for the cover.
Ref: 1..... 2..... Kick out by Raines! Rick: Cogner's got to do a lot more than a Leg Drop if he wants to beat Raines.
Bob: And he's doing everything he can. Raines gets up and walks to a stunned Cogner. He nails him with a right to the head, and Cogner responds with a right of his own. Raines then walks Cogner to the center of the ring and nails a huge spinebuster!! That has to be all, he goes for the pin on a lifeless Cogner.
Ref: 1..... 2..... What's this?!?! Mr. Tequila pulled the ref out of the ring!
Rick: I can't believe that, Tequila walked up to the ring like it was his job, and just pulled out the ref! Oh my! He's got a chair and he's going back into the ring! Just as he goes to hit Raines with it, Raines ducks and Tequila nails Cogner!!
Bob: What a mistake by Tequila, that can't be good... and Raines immediately covers Cogner as a stunned Tequila runs out of the ring
Ref: 1..... 2..... 3!!!!!
Rachyll: Your winner and Number One Contender for the PSW Television Championship, Alex Raines!!!
Bob: Well... I'm sure Mr. Tequila and the Untouchable Renegades can't be happy after what happened here tonight.
Rick: Lets Just hope this dosen�t effect the tag title match later on tonight!
Bob: Wait a sec, Tequila Runs into the ring! And here comes Sledge!!! Now it�s three on one!!
Rick: Hold on!! Here comes the Real Deal!!!
Bob: Steele into the ring now!! Spear by Sledge to Steele!!!
Rick: Wait a second!!! Here comes Callus!!
Bob: Callus in the ring, TUR scatter!!! They look on as they walk to the entrance way!
Rick: AAHH!!! LOOK!!! NWA IS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP!!!! TUR IS CORNERED!!!
Bob: Sledge, Tequila and Cogner run off through the crowd, NWA joins the rest of them in the ring� Steele has the mic!!!
Steele: "Ya know, sometimes you gotta put the past behind you to get ahead. Sometimes you gotta forget who busted you up, just so somebody more deserving gets busted up even worse! Well right now is one of those sometimes, and this group of men, Team Real Deal, is the answer to every wrestling fan's prayers! I told you Sledge. I told you that I'd find a way to fight you off. You're so disgusting and so sickening that even Shane Steele and Marc Callus can put aside everything in our pasts and unite for the common good of kicking your ass across North America!"
Shane walks over to Callus, who is still in defense mode, waiting for another attack from TUR. He puts a hand out towards Callus.
"Listen big man. We've had our fights. And you saved our asses when we were down. So in my book, everything that's happened in the past, stays in the past. (They shake, and Steele turns to the rest of the members) And as far as these guys go, know that Shane Steele is gonna do everything he can to make sure each one of you gets the shots you deserve. And wrestling fans, you need to know that Shane Steele and Team Real Deal are gonna do what WE can to make this sport great again. And to The Unflushable Renegades, I leave you with this. Young wrestlers bitch about never getting their shot. Well when people like Shane Steele, Destroyer, and AD+ get together after years of paving the road to make this job easier for you, you KNOW that Team Real Deal is for real. When the NWA and Marc Callus can rise above past evil ways and be part of the single strongest alliance in all of wrestling, you KNOW that Team Real Deal is for real. You've felt our power tonight. And while you think of ways to make our lives a living hell, just know that we already won the war tonight, because we fight for the wrestling fan, not our own powers!"
The camera then shows Callus, Raines, Steele, AD+, and Destroyer standing side by side, holding each other's arms in the air victorious.
As the Team walks out, The words from Drowning pools tear away begin to blast through the PA.
I don't care about anyone.....Or anything, but me! which is lead into the music of Stake and Burn.�
The crowd began to rise to their feet as they all turned towards the backstage area. within moments the former World Champion emerged from behind the curtain and began his slow stroll towards the ring. He paused at the bottom of the apron then pulled himself upwards, then over the tope rope. The mic was snatched from ringside as Johnny spun in a slow circle before he stopped, and faced the ramp.
Johnny: Fate! What a name for PSW latest PPV. The Fate of Champions, The Fate of Challengers and of course the Fate of Johnny Vain could all be decided here tonight.
First off let me talk about the fate of Jake Keeton. I truly hope you do win that World Title, Jake. Because if you do then it will be my pleasure to take it from you.
Now what I am really here for is this US Title that seems to not have an owner. Johnny Vain United States Champion....It has a nice ring to it, not as nice as Johnny Vain World Champion, but US Champ will do for now. So consider this notice that I am tossing my hat into the ring so to speak.
Wait before I go there is just one thing that bugs me, and that thing is this Boom character. This numbnut has to be the most pathetic, worthless pile of shit Johnny Vain has ever seen. Why has the PSW allowed this nimrod to retain the Hardcore title? Why or why do they even allow him to have a contract?
Rick: Wait a second Bob, do you see what I see!?
Bob: it�s Boom!!!!! Out from the entrance!!
Rick: Here he comes with a chair!!!
Rick & Bob: HE MISSED!!!
Bob: Boom swung and missed Vain! Vain is standing there laughing at him!!!
Rick: BooM throws the chair at Jonny! And a kick to the face by Boom!! Vain is down!!!
Bob: Here comes security!
Rick: Boom hops out of the ring and runs to the back!
Bob: Oh man
(Johnny slowly picked up the mic that was laying on the canvas.)
Johnny: Boom....I will get my revenge for what you just did. Mark my words you will become just another victim to be Vain-Quished!!!
Bob: Jonny seems pissed Rick!
Rick: Yes he does!!
Bob: Fans, we�ll take a sponsor break and we�ll be back momentarily
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Bob: Well here we go on with the action!! Our Sledge Surprise match!!
Rick: �All the wrestlers involved with the Sledge Surprise match are in the ring, but before we can start, I�m getting word that Comissioner Sledge is coming out here to make a special announcement!�
Bob: �I wonder what HE wants out here! He should be in the back making sure this pay per view runs smoothly!�
Rick: �Bob, this is the man that helps you put food on your plate! Here he comes now!�
Comissioner Sledge steps out onto the ramp with a mic in his hand, and the crowds cheers immediately shift to boos as he makes his way to the ring.
Rick: �Take it however you want to take it folks, but this guy is just too much! I�ve never seen anybody so enthusiastic about being in charge before in my life!�
Bob: �Yeah, you can say that again! Let�s see what he has to say!�
Sledge makes it to the ring, where he waits for a ring attendant to part the ropes for him. He steps into the ring, and the wrestlers back up a bit, not out of fear, but just to keep their personal space.
Sledge: (to the wrestlers assembled) �Hail to YOUR Chief! He�s your buddy and your neighbor! (to everyone at once) You see, my trimming the fat plan has been used when firing useless pieces of crap, and it worked with my Hot Wheels ex-girlfriend Laura! And tonight, right here on Fate, on pay per view, where I can say whatever I want, I say this to you, Epic Mazur, CTX and Jeff Gaudet! (pauses to make a dramatic pose) Fuck you (Epic), fuck you (CTX), (then points to Mike Powell) you�re cool, (points to Gaudet) fuck you! Get out of my ring, you three piles of horsecrap! You�re as useful to me as tits on a frog!�
Rick: �Whoa! I�ve never seen Sledge like this! He just kicked Epic Mazur, CTX and Gaudet out! And Raage isn�t even here tonight, due to his contract suspension! So we�re down to a three man match!�
Bob: �Well Sledge is booting each guy in the butt as they walk up the ramp, and now Fugitive, Mike Powell and Nighthawk are ready to square off!�
Rick: �Well let�s get this started! The format is a standard match, and either legal man can tag the third man in at any point for relief! This should be interesting, as Fugitive and Nighthawk are starting this one out! Wait a second, Powell just slapped Fugitive on the back, tagging himself in as the bell rings! So Powell and Kid Vicious the Nighthawk are starting this one out!
Bob: �Powell and Kid lock up, and Powell gets the quick upper hand with a hammerlock, spinning it around into an arm twist, and now he sends Nighthawk down to the mat with an arm drag! Powell with some scientific wrestling to start things out! Powell really cinching down on that right arm, and Nighthawk screaming in pain!�
Rick: �Powell sliding into position for a Fujiwara armbar, and he�s got it locked! Nighthawk is pounding the mat hard with a fist, but he�s trying to loosen Powell�s grip! I haven�t seen this much scientific wrestling in a long time!
Powell releases the armbar and jumps to his feet!�
Bob: �Nighthawk is up, and Powell charges him. Hawk with a scoop slam attempt, but his arm is still weak, and Powell falls on top!
Referee: 1�.2�.kickout.
Rick: �Nighthawk reaches out and makes the tag to Fugitive, who hops up onto the top rope, nailing Powell with a missle dropkick! Fugitive gets back to his feet, nails Nighthawk hard, and then whips Powell into the ropes!�
Bob: �Powell comes back fast and leapfrogs over Fugitive, who runs the ropes himself. Both men bounce off and come back to the center of the ring, where they each hit a clothesline that sends the other to the mat hard!�
Rick: �The referee starting the 10 count, and I guess if no man can get to his feet, Nighthawk wins the surprise from Sledge by default! Powell is rolling over, and Fugitive is on one knee! Fugitive breaks the count and gets to both feet, and goes right after Powell again! He hits the weakened body with a Thesz press, and now he�s hitting Powell with right after right after right! The referee tries to break it up, and he gets tossed into the ropes for his efforts! He�s calling for the bell! Fugitive is eliminated by disqualification!�
Bob: �And he doesn�t seem to care! Finally Nighthawk enters the ring and throws him off of Powell! This guy is crazy!�
Rick: �Nighthawk picks Powell up and tucks his head between his legs, setting him up for a piledriver! Wait a second, Powell is reversing it, flipping Nighthawk over his back down to the mat! Powell looks around, and falls directly on Nighthawk�s chest! Referee goes for the count!
Referee: 1�.2��..kickout!
Rick: Now that was close! Nighthawk throws Powell off, and Mike is already back on his feet and ready for him when Nighthawk gets up, and Powell levels him with a clothesline from hell! Powell wasting no time, he has him back up, and into the ropes! Nighthawk comes back, and ducks another clothesline! He bounces off the other ropes, and Powell comes at him with a flying forearm! Nighthawk is down, and Powell headed to the turnbuckles!�
Bob: �He�s perched up there with both arms in the air, and he leaps!�
Rick: �He�s got plenty of elevation, and he�s coming right down on top of Nightmare! Mike Powell with a Randy Savage imitation elbow from the top rope, and he goes for the cover!�
Referee: 1�..2��3!
Rick: �Powell�s done it! Here�s Sledge up on the apron!
Sledge: Mike Powell, first off I'd like to congratulate you on your victory! Nowm I bet your wondering on your surprise arent you!? Well your surprise is you don�t just have one surprise. Oh no!!! you get two surprises my friend!! Here is number one� Next week on Pyro, there will be a tournament for the United States Title. And you my friend, are in it. BUT!!! You get a free ride to the 2nd round!!! How does that sound?
Powell: Sounds great Sledge!!
Sledge: Great!!! Now for your second surprise!!
(From the entrance way walks down Tequila and Cogner. The two hop in the ring as Mike Powell takes his defensive stance!)
Sledge: Mike, don�t worry, we�re not here to kick your ass. In fact we�re here to help you out a bit. How would you like to be a member of The Untouchable Renegades??
(Powell, grabs the mic from Sledge)
Powell: What do you think I am stupid!??!?! OF COURSE I�LL JOIN YOU!!!)
Bob: Oh my lord, they grow stronger every day!!!
Rick: Look, the unstopable TUR takes their leave out from the ring.
Bob: What a great set of matches we've got ahead of us Rick...
Rick: Yes indeed, and we're guaranteed a lot of action with this Hardcore title match coming up!
Bob: We're going to go to Rachyll Wilson now, who will announce the competitors.
Rachyll: Ladie's and gentlemen, this next match is for the PSW Hardcore championship. This match has no time limit and is a Hardcore match! Introducing first the challenger...
[Never again by Nickelback plays over the P.A system and The Unit steps out to a mixed reaction. He runs down the ring and slides into it.]
Rachyll: In the ring, from Breckinridge, Ottawa, Canada.. he weighs in at 250 pounds and stands at 6 foot 6 inches tall. he is The Unit!!
Bob: The people here don't really like Unit, they want BooM!
Rick: Yeah like these people matter.
Bob: Wait a minute, BooM's coming through these people!
Rick: He's got a trolley full of toy's with him...
Bob: Unit turning round now as BooM slides into the ring...BOOM!
Rick: Yes we know it's BooM, but didn't you see that trashcan lid shot to the head?
Bob: *sigh* BooM now picking Unit up and another shot!
Rick: That trashcan lid is completely wrecked!
Bob: So may Unit's chances of the Hardcore title...BooM now going underneath the ring, and pulling out a ladder?!
Rick: BooM has got a ladder! This is going to be great.
Bob: BooM setting up the ladder now on the apron, whilst Unit recovers in...ooh baseball slide from Unit.
Rick: BooM is down and Unit is setting that ladder up in the ring.
Bob: The ladder positioned by the ropes and Unit climbing to the top, he may take a chance here..
Rick: BooM is up and he's tipped the ladder backwards, Unit is down and BooM slide's back into the ring.
Bob: Unit fell right on his spine there, and BooM now picking the ladder back up, he climbs to the top and hits a huge splash onto Unit!
Rick: This is gonna be a quick one...1..2..kickout by Unit!
Bob: Indeed and now BooM getting to his feet, calling for Unit to get up.
Rick: Unit up, BooM charging and...
Bob: Unit catches BooM with a spinebuster! Unit now laying into BooM with boot's, knees, elbows using his body as a weapon trying to keep the champion down.
Rick: Unit breathing heavily after that onslaught, taunting the fans..these people are booing the Unit! He's reaching over for the ladder now..BooM to his feet and knocked back down!
Bob: Unit going for it again and dropkicking the ladder into his face!
Rick: That looks like it hurt!
Bob: He throws Unit outside the ring now..
Rick: At least this match started in the ring!
Bob: BooM now emptying that shopping trolley on Unit's head! He picks Unit up and throws him into that trolley, with some of those weapons still in it!
Rick: He's wheeling Unit up the ramp and onto the stage, oh my god what the hell is gonna happen here!
Bob: BooM now has Unit on the edge of the stage, and he's gonna tip that trolley off the stage, if BooM lets go Unit will fall onto that electrical equipment!
Rick: Unit's reaching around in the trolley and he's hit BooM over the head with that lead pipe!
Bob: Unit FALLS 25 FEET ONTO THE EQUIPMENT BELOW IN THAT TROLLEY...holy shit..
Rick: BooM is lying motionless on top of the stage though and he is bleeding badly.
Bob: BooM is slowly but surely starting to rise to his feet, but Unit hasn't moved...he looks in real real bad shape here guys. Someone's gonna have to get down there and wheel him out.
Rick: How the hell is BooM gonna get down there though...OH my god he's gonna jump.
Bob: BooM looking around now as this crowd is going crazy, he's going to jump on Unit and win this match!
Rick: Who the hell is that?
Bob: Johnny Vain! Johnny Vain coming from backstage and he's standing behind BooM...
Rick: He's whisked him round and kicked him in the gut...
Bob: Oh no, he wouldn't..he wouldn't set him up for this.....HE IS HE IS!
Rick: OH MY GOD, VAINQUISHED, THE VAINQUISHED all the way down to the electrical equipment. BooM is dead!
Bob: There's going to be a riot here, Vain taunting these fans...does he realise what he's done?
Rick: He's killed the King of Jerky! Long live the UNIT!
Bob: Elijah White getting Vain the hell out of here, he can't get down there to make the count..he's going to have to count from up there.
Rick: Unit now, starting to stir, folded like an orchedeon after being dropped 25 feet in that shopping trolley!
Bob: That breaks your fall better than that equipment though, BooM was thrown down by Vain!
Rick: Unit sitting up, looking around him..he doesn't have a clue where he is.
Bob: Jonny now making a cover on BooM!!! Elijah White with the count 1......2.....
Rick: 3!! New Hardcore champion...Jonny vain!?!
Rachyll: Ladie's and gentlemen, the winner, and NEW PSW Hardcore champion.....Jonny Vain!
Bob: I don't believe what Vain has just done!
Rick: BooM has not moved, and we've got a stretcher out here for him now. The electrical equipment has been broken, locker rooms are blacked out backstage but luckily we're ok out here!
Bob: That man is completely out cold Rick, and all you care about is the lighting?
Rick: Damn right, Unit is livid in the ring!!! His title has gone down the drain!!
Bob: Look!! Jonny has the trash can! He sets it on the ground, and throws the Hardcore title into it!!!
Rick: Jonny walks back to the back� What happening!??!??!
Bob: Look! Unit walks over to the trash can� he reaches in� and grabs the hardcore title!!
Rick: Whats going on here� Wait, Rachyll is on the head set, she�s talking to Sledge in the back� She nods her head, and walks back into the ring!
Rachyll: Ladies and Gentlemen� Your NEW PSW Hardcore champion!!! The UNIT!!!!
Rick: WHAT!!?!??!
Bob: Stranger things has happened before Rick.
Rick: How in the hell!!??
Bob: Well folks we�re going to take a break to hear a word from our sponsors.
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Rick: All right folks we are back and what a great show we've had for you tonight. On all accounts has Fate delivered and there's no reason why it shouldn't get better!
Bob: We've had all of this and there's still a tag team match. There's still Jake Keeton's challenge to Tobias Stone for the Heavyweight Championship! We've got no time to waste, we need to swing it on over to Rachyll Wilson to introduce our competitors in this sure to be thriller for the tag team championships!
Rachyll: Thanks a lot guys, ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Power Surge Wrestling tag team championship! Introducing first...
("Devil Without a Cause" by Kid Rock blares over the speakers and the crowd cheers as Destroyer and AD+ walk out from the back of the dressing room. They head straight to the ring and give out a few high fives as they approach the squared circle.)
Rick: I'll make myself clear on this one, these two guys look absolutely determined to win this match tonight. It's been a while since they've dominated the tag team division, and many feel their time is long overdue.
Rachyll: They are the tag team of AD+ and Destroyer, they are Not Without Attitude!
Bob: They really are one of the premier pieces holding PSW together as of late. Our tag team division has been so explosively consistent that the powers that be really have something to cushion themselves on.
Rachyll: And thier opponents...
(The crowd instantly turns its cheers to boos as "It�s Going Down" by the X-Ecutioners blares over the speakers and representatives from The Untouchable Renegades make their way to the ring.)
Rachyll: The PSW Tag Team Champions of the World, Sledge and Mr. Tequila, The Untouchable Renegades!!!
Rick: And the fans... are starting to hate these guys.
Bob: They certainly respect their wrestling ability, but what they've done in recent weeks hasn't wanned on the fans in a good way.
Rick: We're about ready to start the match. It looks like Mr. Tequila and AD+ are going to be kicking things off! And there's the bell!
Bob: The two men circle each other on the inside of the ring. AD+ goes in for the collar and elbow, but Tequila slides behind him and applies a rear waist lock. There's a back elbow by AD+ and he reverses it with a rear waist lock of his own. Tequila throws a back elbow, but AD+ ducks, drops to his knees and takes out the legs of Tequila sending him to the mat.
Rick: AD+ quick on the offensive end slides up Mr. Tequila and hooks a side headlock. Tequila starting to get back on his feet. He gets some momentum in his favor and bounces on the ropes, he pushes AD+ off of him and sends him into the opposite rope. Leapfrog over AD+ and then a deep armdrag takeover, holding the armbar on AD+ as he lands! Nice escape!
Bob: AD+ doesn't look too patient in that position however. He summersaults on the ground, stands up, does a cartwheel and reverses the armbar sending Tequila down to the ground. Perhaps a bit of an exclamation point added as AD+ hits a leg drop for good measure!
Rick: AD+ is undoubtedly one of the best technical wrestlers in the business and he just let Mr. Tequila know first hand right there. And the crowd dug it. Both men are back to their feet and Mr. Tequila offers his hand. AD+ quick to accept as there's a bit of mutual respect between the teams. Tequila uses it as an advantage though as he rips down AD+ with a clothesline! Pulls him up, and another, and another! Oh my how cheap was that!
Bob: There's the tag to Sledge and he climbs the top rope. Armbar on AD+, and Sledge hits an axhandle on the arm of AD+. That hurts! AD+ is flexing his arm badly and Sledge takes advantage of the weakness as he begins to stomp on the injured arm. Sledge helping AD+ to his feet, only to lift him in the air and deliver a shoulder buster! Yeouch!
Rick: One of the most impactful moves in the business. Taking a small bone in the body, and just cracking it over your knee like busting a bottle over a table.
Bob: Which you're not known to do right?
Rick: Exactly. Back to action now, Sledge is once again helping AD+ off of the mat. He throws him into the turnbuckle and runs in with a clothesline. AD+ escapes at the last second and nails a neckbreaker on the stunned Sledge. It's a rat race to see who can get to the corner first, AD+ is in better position, but he's the worse for wear competitor!
Bob: Who will make the tag first, the fans are cheering, there's the tag to Tequila, and there's the tag to Destroyer!!! Destroyer is in and he's cleaning house! There's a lariot to Tequila! And another! Sledge makes a charge, and there's a lariot to him as well! Oh, there's Tequila with a axhandle from behind to slow him down!
Rick: But AD+ just nailed him with a dropkick sending him to the outside! Irish whip from Destroyer to Sledge into the turnbuckle! Both Destroyer and AD+ run in and both deliver dropkicks to Sledge at the same time! Tequila is up on the outside and there's a suicide dive from AD+ and both men hit the floor hard!
Sledge is slow to get to his feet...Destroyer is waiting....
Bob: Drop to Hell! He just hit Sledge with a Drop to Hell! There's the cover! One! Two!....Thre-NO! Tequila in just in time to make the save! AD+ slides in the ring and shoves Tequila into the corner. Tequila turns it around though and begins to pummel AD+ into the turnbuckle. Destroyer looking to make the save and does as he starts to reign right hands on Tequila!
Rick: But wait! Sledge is up and on his feet, he turns Destroyer around, Satanation! Satanation on Destroyer!
Bob: And Tequila was just taken down with the AD+ Lock! The ref is looking in both directions! He gets down on his knees and starts the pin! One!....Two!....he checks Tequila, and Tequila's tapping! Three! What is going on here?!
Rick: There's the bell! And I don't know who's going to win. It looked like Tequila tapped first.
Rachyll: Ladies and gentlemen, because there was a fall from each team at coinciding times. We are going to ask Destroyer and Tequila to please remain outside the ring while AD+ and Sledge have a one on one battle to determine the true winners of the contest!
Rick: What?! I don't believe this! This has got to be the oddest decision I've ever heard! They're really going to have a singles match?
Bob: I guess so. Both men are up, and their partners are outside of the ring. There's the bell and the two are going at it! The crowd is cheering as both men are raining right hands at each other! Sledge is beginning to get the advantage, but AD+ ducks a clothesline! He throws a dropkick, but Sledge side steps it. Sledge waits on AD+ and takes him down with a t-bone suplex. AD+ is looking to be in some trouble now as Sledge pulls him off of the mat. He hooks him in a rear waist lock and throws him over in a pinning german suplex! One!....Two!....No! AD+ kicks out!
Rick: Sledge is working on that injured arm now with a few stomps, knees, and elbows. AD+ is fighting to make it to his feet and does so. He counters with a kick to the gut of Sledge. He picks him up and drops him down with a snap suplex. AD+ continues to hold Sledge and picks him up again, and takes him down once more with a snap suplex. And again, AD+ pulls up Sledge! And again a snap suplex!!! Followed by a cover! One!! Two!!!....Thre-NO! A kickout by Sledge! I don't believe it!
Bob: AD+ helps Sledge to his feet. Irishwhip into the ropes and a clothesline when he comes back. Uh-oh! AD+ is calling for it! He sinches in the AD+ lock and Sledge is in trouble! This could be it folks!! Sledge is fighting to gain some ground!
Rick: And on the outside Tequila is reaching to help out! But Destroyer just nailed him with a chair! Oh man!
Bob: Sledge is almost to the ropes! Pulling, and digging, and clawing his way! Almost!!! Almost!!! He's... GOT IT!!! Wow what a match we're seeing! A lot is weighing on these two guys! Their partners are forced to sit back and watch to see if they'll be champions or not!
Rick: Destroyer doesn't look like waiting though. He's pacing back and forth with his chair. AD+ is helping Sledge to his feet. He tries an irish whip, and Destroyer gets up on the apron. Sledge reverses it and sends him into the ropes, Destroyer doesn't see it and cracks his partner over the head with a chair! Sledge dropkicks Destroyer down to the floor and makes the cover on AD+ One!!!....Two!!!...Thre-NO I DON'T BELIEVE IT AD+ KICKED OUT!!!
Bob: Unbelieveable! How did he do that! Tequila is back on his feet and he's distracting the referee. Sledge grabs the chair and props it up in the center of the ring. He pulls AD+ to his feet but AD+ fights back! AD+ with a kick to the gut and looks to be going for a DDT. Sledge has none of it and pushes AD+ backwards into the ropes. AD+ comes back and swings with powerful lariot, but Sledge ducks it! Sledge hooks him in a full nelson and lifts him in the air driving his back into the unfolded steel chair!! Satanation on the steel chair!
Rick: It's all over but the count! One!!!....Two!!!....Three!!! The Untouchable Renegades cheat to win again! I love it!
Bob: I don't love it! And I'm betting that the NWA has had about enough of it as well! A great match though folks, you have to give it up for both teams! And what a bizarre ending!!
Rick: Look! Here comes Cogner and Powell from the back, man, this is great stuff!!
Bob: Tur makes there way out of the ring, just in time too, because it�s MAIN EVENT TIME!!!!
[�The Benjamin�s� hits the PA as Pyro explode and lights flash.]
Rick: And here comes Krozar.
Bob: Has anyone told him that he may be getting eccentric with the wealth he has amassed?
Rick: Why don�t you tell him that?
Bob: That�s quite alright.
[From the entrance Ramp, Krozar�s personal assistant and driver holds open the curtin so that Krozar can pass through untouched by it. Krozar steps out with the World Title over his shoulder and he nods to his assisstant and continues to ring side.]
Ring Announcer: Introducing from the BFF, tonight�s special commentator, please welcome, Krozar von�Richtofen!
[Krozar walks around the ring and makes his way to the comentary table. His assisstant slides the chair out for him and drapes a silk cloth over it. Krozar sits and reluctantly takes a headset. His demeanor is still cold.]
Rick: Krozar! People are wondering why you have decided to make an appearance here, in the PSW.
Krozar: Are they?
Rick: Uh, Yeah.
Krozar: Fascinating. Really. I�m happy that they are capable of thought.
Bob: But why are you here?
Krozar: Because I simply am, leave it at that, Bob.
[�It Gets me Through� by Ozzy Osbourne hits the PA system and is almost drowned out by the boos of the audience. Jake Keeton makes his way out from underneath the curtain. Debris from the fans start to litter the walkway, but Keeton just walks right on through, unfazed by the fans.]
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, standing at 5�9�, weighing in at 220 pounds. He is the challenger for the PSW World Title. �The Future� Jake Keeton!
Rick: Why don�t the fans like him?
Bob: Gee, I wonder?
Krozar: I can�t help but sense the sarcasm dripping off of that comment Bob. Would you mind enlightening the fans on what you mean?
Rick: Yes Bob, tell us?
Bob: Uh�
[Jake Keeton makes it into the ring just as "The Future Is X-Rated" by Matthew Good Band blasts the PA System and the fans scream at the top of their lungs for their hero. Tobias Stone steps out from the curtain and stares a hole through Jake Keeton.]
Ring Announcer: And now, making his way to the ring, standing at 6� even, weighing in at 209 pounds. He is the current PSW World Heavyweight Champion. Give it up for Tobias Stone!
[Tobias makes a mad dash at the ring and slides in. Tobias meets up with Keeton in the middle of the ring and begin to viciously exchange hands. The bell rings to start the match and the ring announcer gets out of the ring as fast as possible. Tobias slowly starts to get the advantage but is stopped by a boot to the ribs and a DDT followup by Keeton.]
Rick: And this match is underway with Keeton taking the starting advantage.
[Keeton picks up Tobias and whips him into the ropes, on the return, Keeton drops him with a clothesline. Tobias rolls out of the ring to catch a moments rest.]
Bob: Tobias taking a breather, but watch out, here comes Keeton.
[Tobias sees Keeton coming and dodges a double axhandle and shoves Keeton into the ring post. Keeton reals off and Tobias catches him in a German Suplex and slaps him back hard onto the pads. Tobias stands and picks up Keeton and drops him on the security railing. Keeton bounces back and into the side of the ring where Tobias slides back in. Keeton gets his wits back and follows him in. Tobias knees him in the stomach and tries to whip him into the corner, but a last minute reversal sends Tobias into it instead. Keeton charges in only to catch a back elbow from Tobias.]
Rick: These two guys are going at it!
Bob: What do you expect when the greatest prize of all times is up for grabs.
Krozar: *Yawn*
[Tobias goes to the second turnbuckle and lunges at Keeton with a cross body and goes for the pin. 1� 2.. Kickout!]
Bob: Tobias going for an early win.
Krozar: And failing miserably.
[Tobias stands and starts to put the boots to Keeton. Keeton grabs Tobias foot and shoves him off and gets back to his feet. They lock up and Keeton starts to deliver some knees into Tobias� stomach. Tobias breaks the lockup and belly-to-belly suplexes Keeton. Keeton rolls out of the ring to gather himself. Camera�s turn back to ringside where Krozar has taken off his headset and looks to be giving orders to his lackey. The lackey walks his way over to the side of the ring and Krozar puts his headset back on.]
Bob: What was that about?
Krozar: I�m giving this match some added excitement.
[Krozar�s lackey walks over behind the ref and pulls him out of the ring by his ankles and drops him with a Dangerous Driver. The ref is out and as Keeton and Tobias watch the lackey, he begins to spread out weaponry around the ring and even shoving some into the ring. Keeton takes hold of a kendo stick that the lackey has dug out and Tobias arms himself with a trash can.]
Rick: What is this all about.
Krozar: Simple, in order to build up the excitement, weapons are introduced. But with the ref, they would be DQ�ed. So knock the ref out, and lets have some fun.
[Keeton slides back into the ring and dodges a trash can attack and swarms Tobias a few times in the back with the cane. Tobias reels to the side of the ring where he grabs a fire extinguisher and hoses Keeton. Tobias nails the Petrified and rolls him over for the pin.]
Bob: But what about the ref? How is this match going to end if he is out cold?
Krozar: He will wake up in time, they always do.
[Tobias continues the pin. But there is no ref to count.]
Krozar: Ok, only the good refs wake up in time. I�ll make sure this one is fired since he is incompetent and is a failure at his job.
[Another ref rushes to the ring and goes for the count: 1� 2� 3, no, KICKOUT!]
Rick: He almost had it.
Krozar: So close, yet so far away.
[The ref is now removing the various objects from the ring and is trying to restore order to the match.]
Krozar: What kind of business is Havok running here? This ref is trying to make this a boring match again.
Bob: Not everyone likes �Brutality� in matches Krozar.
Krozar: Like who?
Bob: Uh..
Rick: Umm
[Back to the action, Keeton looks to be grabbing something as the ref cleans up the ring and stands to get back to the fight. Tobias gets caught off guard and gets nailed in the head by what appears to be a wrench. It gets thrown outside and Keeton goes for the pin just as the ref turns around.]
Bob: No! It can�t go down like this! The ref never got everything out of the ring!
Krozar: Well, it happens.
[One� Two�. Thr� KICKOUT!]
Rick: How did he do that?
Krozar: See Bob, you thought it was all over didn�t you?
[Keeton gets angered and begins to put kick Tobias in the ribs. Tobias makes it to his feet and Keeton DDT�s him down hard, making sure to hit the spot that got nailed by the wrench. Keeton points up to the back!!]
Bob: What is he doing now Rick?
Rick: I don�t know but look who�s here!
Bob: It�s Jonny Vain and Chris Rickter!!
Krozar: Well I thought the party hadn�t started yet.
Bob: Chris is in the ring! He�s distracting the ref!
Krozar: Jonny with a chair! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD TO STONE!!!
Bob: Jonny and Chris roll out of the ring! How quick was that one!?
Rick: Keeton now pointing up to the sky! He reaches down, picking up the fallen Tobias Stone. Throws Tobias into the ropes, he goes behind and LOCKS ON THE 4:20!!!
Bob: That�s Stewart Hix's finisher!!!
Rick: Keeton is pay tribute to his recently lost friend!!!
Krozar: TOBIAS STONE IS TAPPING OUT!!!!
Ring Announcer: Your winner, and the new PSW World Champion, Jake �The Future� Keeton!
Bob: Vain, Rickter, Keeton!!! MoD!!!!
Krozar: It is done, now I shall end the show with my own special touch.
[The audience boos wildly as Krozar steps into the ring, with his lackey hold the ropes and awards the World Title to Jake Keeton. Keeton takes the belt and holds it high above his head and exits the ring proceeding up the ramp. Tobias is just in shock over what happened, knowing what was up. Krozar takes a mic with a handkerchief around the handle.]
Krozar: Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the true future of the PSW, Jake Keeton. But don�t feel down, Tobias Stone, you put up one hell of a match up. Keep it up, your bound to get a rematch.
[Krozar goes to leave and Tobias gets in his way. Some of the conversation is overheard on the mic.]
Tobias: One hell of a match? If it wasn�t for your groupies getting involved, I would have won, what were you thinking.
Krozar: I was thinking the audience was getting board, so I spiced it up. Get over it.
Tobias: No, you get over it.
[Krozar goes to walk around and Tobias shoves him on the shoulder to stop him. Krozar looks mortified that he was touched and his lackey unloads a fury of punches on Tobias. Tobias, already weak from the match goes down and the lackey beats Tobias down even more. The lackey picks him up and holds him infront of Krozar.]
Krozar: How DARE you touch me, you unworthy piece of gutter trash.
[Krozar�s puts on a pair of leather gloves and slaps Tobias across the face.]
Krozar: Now then, you will never, ever touch me in any manner again. Do you understand me Stone!
[Krozar smacks Tobias across the face again, this gets Tobias enraged and he goes at Krozar only to get a vicious elbow in his spine from the lackey and Tobias goes down with a finch of pain on his face.]
Krozar: You have crossed the line, Stone, and for that, I will make sure your future in the PSW and the wrestling world will be no more.
[Krozar motions to the lackey to leave. The lackey holds the ropes and Krozar steps through followed by the lackey. They proceed up the ramp as Tobias leans against the ropes and stares a hole through Krozar, who simply looks back at the chaos he has inflicted and gives a slight smirk as he heads into the back. His lackey adjusts his tie and follows.]
Bob: What a hell of a night!! 2 factions formed!! 1 getting stronger!!! TUNE IN TO PYRO!!!!
(lights fade)