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Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first... from Baltimore, Maryland.... weighing 210 pounds ... this is SINNER!!
Pride you feel
Pride that you felt when you'd kneel
Not the word
Not the love
Not what you thought from above
The arena goes from silent to deafening as the P.A. kicks up "The God that Failed" by Metallica. The lights in the arena go out as a single blood red strobe light focuses on two figures in the entry way. Sinner makes his way down to the ring with Seven trailing behind with the Singapore cane over her shoulder. Seven has a leather mini skirt and white button up shirt complete with a black tie. Sinner wears White cutoff jean shorts, and a t-shirt which reads born to raise hell. Sinner gets down to ringside and extinguishes his cigarette in the palm of his hand. Sinner removes his hat and hands it to Seven as he kisses her and slides under the bottom rope, he steps up on the middle rope and juts his arms out horizontally, turning himself into a human cross. He steps down and sits in the corner awaiting the start of the match.
Levitan: ... and his opponent ... from Phoenix, Arizona.... weighing 255 pounds .... CHRIST DANIELS!
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
Doc: Once again, Christ has to battle it out with a Sinner...
Brad: Not this again. Will this go on the ENTIRE match?
Doc: Christ himself couldn't get me to stop...you know...If Daniels came down here, I'd have to tell him this was just my job!
Brad: Oh, Gee-Zus! Do you have to insult everyone?
Doc: Now you're getting into the spirit of things...
Brad: No, wait! That's not what I meant...oh forget it...lets get to the ring!
Daniels and Sinner start off with Christ sneak attacking Sinner as he gives Seven some instructions. Clubbing him in the back, Daniels hoists him up and hits a belly to back suplex. Holding onto Sinner, Christ stands up and picks Sinner up with him. Raising him up, instead of another belly to back suplex, Daniels drops him face first to the mat. The crowd "oohs" at that, while Christ continues the assault. Grabbing Sinner by the hair, Daniels whips him into the ropes, and arm drags down. Sending a couple of punches into the Maryland native, Christ cinches him up, and tries for a bely to back hammerlock suplex. Sinner flips up and over, landing behind his opponent. Quickly, Sinner applies a crossface chickenwing. The referee asks for the submission, but the well-built Daniels just barrells forward, grabbing the ropes. The break is called for, and Sinner simply releases the hold, then executes a standing dropkick sending Christ up and over the top rope. Seven rounds the corner of the ring, with cane in hand, trying to look menacing. The ring official tells her to get the hell away from Daniels, and Christ removes himself from the situation by getting back in the ring. As he rolls in, Sinner starts stomping away, and after absorbing a few shots, Daniels catches his foot, trips Sinner, then starts to apply an ankle lock. Sinner squirms out, kicks him back, which causes him to bounce off of the ropes. When he does, Sinner monkeyflips him, then flips himself to his feet. As Daniels stands up, Sinner hits him with a flying forearm, which is followed up with a neckbreaker. Grabbing a leg, Sinner tries for a half-crab, only to see Daniels reach between his legs, trip up Sinner, stand up and apply a half-crab himself. Sinner uses his free leg to push against Daniels' back which causes some relief from the pressure of the hold. Getting some breathing room, Sinner makes it to the ropes. Getting his opponent back to his feet, Christ sends Sinner into the corner, where he proceeds to start chopping away at the submission specialist.
Doc: Christ is "laying hands" upon the Sinner!
Brad: God forgive him, he knows not what he does...
Doc: So sayeth Brad!
Brad: Doc, please...just stop...don't you have any more material?
Doc: I'm looking to heaven for inspiration...
Sinner fires back with a few punches, but Daniels punches back harder. Beating him into a defensive posture, Christ grabs his arm, and short arm whips him into a powerslam. He goes for a cover...1-2-kickout. Daniels decides to put his forearm into Sinner's throat region, causing a rebuke from the ref. Stopping the choke, Daniels gets him to a vertical base, then starts to whip him into the ropes, but Sinner reverses it. Sending Daniels into the ropes, Sinner hot shots him into the opposite ropes, clothesling him on the top rope. Bouncing back in, Daniels falls to the mat. Sinner stands behind him, facing Christ. Sinner then lifts up Daniels' arm and places one of his legs around the side of the opponent's head bending his leg so the calf is under Christ's chin. Sinner then locks his leg in place with his other leg so his legs are forming a a "4" around Daniels' head. Sinner then applies pressure with his legs, cutting off the supply of blood to the brain. Adding to the deviousness of the hold, Sinner pulls back on his opponent's arm so it is between his legs. Finding himself starting to fade, Christ tries to thrash around and get to the ropes. Mere inches away, Daniels' leg stops moving. The official raises his hands once...it drops. He raises his hand a second time....it drops. The ring official picks his hand up a third time...and he barely keeps it up. Just as his hand starts to drop again, Christ puts everything he has into one last burst of energy, and he gets his boot on the ropes. The referee calls for the break, and Sinner gets up and surveys the situation. Looking down, Daniels is still kind of out of it on the mat, so Sinner winks at Seven, hoists Christ up in a vertical suplex fashion, then drops him down shoulder first onto his knee. Getting up, Sinner has to smile when he hears the crowd start to chant, "Holy Christ! Holy Christ!" Getting Daniels to his feet, Sinner clotheslines him down, then drops a leg. Pointing to the top of the arena, the crowd starts to cheer as Sinner goes to the top rope. Perched there for a few moments, he looks down at Seven, who makes some suggestive movements with the cane, and Sinner leaps off, preparing to spash and cover his opponent. At the last possible second, Daniels rolls out of the way. Sinner crashes down in a heap. Daniels staggers to his feet with the help of the ropes.
Doc: CHRIST HAS RISEN! CHRIST HAS RISEN!
Brad: Now that is quite ENOUGH! I know you like to offend people, but really! You are going to far...
Doc: I'll let you know when I have gone too far!
Christ tries to press his good fortune, and cinches up Sinner for a suplex. As he gets him high in the air, Sinner shifts his weight slightly, throwing Christ off-balance, which leads to Sinner crashing down on top of him, in a pinning predicament...1-2-kickout. Both guys get to their feet, but both are feeling the bumps. Locking up, Sinner whips him into the ropes and hits a flying head scissors. Pouncing, Sinner applies a camel clutch, trying to force Christ to quit. Daniel manages to get to his knees, which negates any pressure the hold may have had. Realizing the clutch wasn't going to work, Sinner jumps up, then crashes down on Daniels' back. Groaning, Christ hits the mat, where Sinner reapplies the cross knee chinlock. Again, Christ works his way to his knees, and Sinner abandons that strategy. Standing Christ up, Sinner goes for a sit-down powerbomb, but he is back body dropped before he can deliver it. As Sinner crashes down behind him, Daniels grabs his back, as the wearing down from the clutches and the body drop finally take their toll.
Doc: Christ needs to heal himself!
Brad: Not another word. Not one. You are offending everyone, INCLUDING ME! Can you just call the match like a normal person?
Doc: Who said I was normal?
Christ turns around and heads toward his fallen foe. Helping Sinner to his feet, Christ tries a double arm suplex, but his back gives out, and Sinner back body drops him. Whipping around, Sinner applies the Rings of Saturn. After some torturous moments, Daniels gets to the ropes, which weren't that far off. Getting to a standing position, Sinner Irish-whips Daniels into the ropes. As he releases his opponent, Sinner immediately beefs with the ref. As the ref turns his attention to Sinner, Seven whacks Christ in the back with the Singapore Cane, when he bounces off the ropes. When Christ hits the mat, Sinner makes the sign for the Forgotten Prayer
Doc: Does Christ have a prayer?
Brad: Will Rawf have sponsors after this match?
Doc: Freedom of Speech, baby. Freedom of Speech. I can say whatever I want!
Sinner hits the chickenwing jawbreaker, then goes for the cover...1-2-Sinner picks him up! The crowd can't believe it! They expect him to do it one more time for purely sadistic reasons, but he doesn't. Instead, he makes the sign for his other finishing manuever...Nailed to the Cross!
Doc: Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to see a re-enactment!
Brad: Please...I will pay you money if you don't say it.
Doc: How much?
Sinner applies his version of the Texas Cloverleaf that he calls Nailed to the Cross. The crowd gets to their feet, everyone looking for a miracle that just doesn't happen. After several moments, Christ tries to get to the ropes, counter it, anything...but nothing works. Cinched in too well, Daniels has no other choice but to tap out! The ring official calls for the bell. Seven rolls into the ring, and plants a long sloppy kiss on Sinner. Some hooting and hollering occur because of this, and the unholy pair make their way back to celebrate. Daniels is helped out of the ring, where he is curiously ordered back to Kit's office.
Brad: Daniels with a tough loss, but Sinner with a decisive victory!
Doc: I hear rumors that this might be Daniels' last match in Rawf, from what I'm being told from the back...The way I see it, he'll be back in three days.
Brad: That just cost you some money...
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In the hallway backstage, Johnathan Vice is walking along, looking a clipboard in his hand, when he spots a door ajar with a foot sticking out of it. He drops the clipboard and shoves open the door. We see an unconscious Jarek Magnum lying in a pool of his own blood, his Tag Team Championship belt lying on top of him.
Vice: Someone get me some paramedics over here!!!!! NOW!!!
A few seconds later, paramedics show up and start checking on Magnum. Shawn Dee comes running up and sees his partner's condition.
Dee: Jarek!! Jarek!! Oh shit, what happened??? Did the New Blood do this???
Vice: I have no idea Shawn, but it's obvious he won't be wrestling for awhile.
The paramedics put Jarek on a stretcher and start wheeling him away. Shawn goes to follow, but Vice grabs him by the arm.
Vice: Shawn, if you leave to go with him ....you forfeit the titles. You have to defend tonight or you break the thirty day rule which vacates the belts.
Dee: Shit!!!
Vice: I can try to find you a partner...
Dee: The hell with that, either I defend with Jarek, or I defend by myself, I don't care. Damnit, I was only gone for a few minutes to get a couple of Dews!
Vice: The choice is yours.
Dee pauses only a second before answering.
Dee: Yeah, I'll beat their asses by myself!
Dee grabs Magnum's belt and stalks down the hallway. Vice rolls his eyes skyward, wondering why he didn't just buy that house in Maui and retire.
Brad: Carl Sabre is in the house!!! The manager of Big Kahuna making his way back from a near fatal plane crash!!! What part will HE play in tonight's activities??
We open up with a backstage look at Carl Sabre arriving. He enters through the doors with a huge smile on his face. He�s walking with a limp, his Sabre handled cane helping him motor along in his nice brown suit with a very stylish matching tie. Various members of the RAWF staff greet him heartily as he enters the building. He asks where Kahuna�s dressing room is, and after getting directions, heads off that way.
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...First, from Scunthorpe, England.... weighing 288 pounds .... DEADMAN K!
LET'S FIGHT!
We're face to face
Loyalty is what I need to see from you
You're insecure
I can see the fear that breeds in your heart
"Immortal" by Adema is broadcast to a somewhat mixed reaction. Most of the crowd boos him, since he is wrestling one of the fan favorites, but some like his "never say die" attitude, so they cheer him anyway. Strutting down to the ring like he owns the place, Deadman K climbs the steps, steps over the top rope, then holds up his arm, fist firmly clenched! As some fans return the Deadman's sign of strength, pyro explodes for dramatic effect!
Levitan: And his opponent... from Miami, Florida.... weighing 287 pounds ... this is CHRIS NEWTON!!
"Gang Related" by Anybody Killah starts up a roar of approval from the crowd! As soon as he becomes visible, Newton is cheered. Mini-explosion occur all the way down the ramp as Newton descends to the ring. The crowd likes the change-up in the type of pyro used, and Newton plays it as best he can. Sizing up the beast in the ring, Newton smiles confidently, smacks his hands together to imitate a "one-two-three" count, then gets in the ring to the applause of an adoring crowd.
Brad: Deadman K is trying to build some momentum. Although not terribly successful, he keeps trying at it. You have to admire that...
Doc: I don't have to admire Deadman. In fact, I don't have to admire Newton either. While we are on the subject, I don't have to admire YOU. As far as these two guys go...I do have to give the advantage to Deadman...he is showing some signs of...dare I say...life? I'm not sure I can say the same for Isaac Newton.
Brad: A big match for both guys...the bell has rung, and we are ready to go!
Newton and Deadman stand face to ... chest in the ring. Sizing each other up, the 6'3" Newton looks up at the 6'10 inch superstar and gives him a "I don't care how big and bad you are, you're going down," look. Deadman, not impressed with the bravado, keeps giving him a "I will squash you like a bug," look. Both men start jawing, and the crowd begins to buzz, anticipating the start of hostilities. Chris decides to throw the first punch, which is blocked by Deadman K. K fires back with his big hamhock, then whips Newton in the ropes, leveling him with a big boot. Helping him to his feet, K whips him into the ropes, but follows him toward the ropes. As soon as Chris starts to bounce off of the ropes, Deadman clobbers him with another boot, sending him over the ropes. K runs, jumps over the ropes and lands on Newton, much to the delight of the crowd. Getting Chris to his feet, K bodyslams him on the arena floor, and leg drops him right then and there. The ring official gets to the count of seven before K gets in the ring. Running the ropes again, he leaps over the top as Newton gets to his feet, and Chris jumps in the air as K comes down, driving his shoulder into K's belly, knocking him back. As the crowd demonstrates an appreciation for the move by acting amazed, Chris gets in the ring, leaving Deadman a little worse for wear outside. Chris runs the ropes, and baseball slides K, and the kick sends him back to the guard rail. Shrugging off the pain in his back and stomach, the Deadman climbs the steps, and asks the referee to back Newton up. The ref obliges, and K steps back in the squared circle. The two men lock up, and Deadman sends Chris down with a thunderous forearm to the back. The impact drives Newton to his knees, so Chris takes advantage of the positioning and connects with a low blow. Deadman bends over, so Newton cracks him in the mug. Getting to a vertical base, Newton kicks him in the gut, and attempts a diamond cutter. Deaman pushes him forward, spoiling the move, but Chris runs the ropes, comes back and hits a shoulder block, which doesn't move the bigger K. Instead, what it does is lead K to straighten up and look at Chris with a fair amount of cockiness. Chris, expecting a show like that, kicks him a little low, causing his opponent to double over again, and this time he hits the diamond cutter. Newton goes for the cover...1-2-kickout!
Doc: Deadman wrestling! That buffoon fell for an old trick. Try something that you know wont work, and get your moronic opponent to puff himself up like a peacock, then waffle him!
Brad: That was cunning by Newton, but I don't think it was THAT dumb by Deadman. He probably expected Newton to try a couple more shoulder blocks first. Newton had other ideas...
Doc: Yeah, like beating him!
Newton picks up Deadman and whips him into the corner. Following up, Chris sprints over and buries a shoulder into his stomach, the grabs the ropes, then repeatedly drives his shoulder in... Newton follows this up with a few punches, then scoops up his bigger opponent, and as cameras start flashing, Newton powerslams the 6'10 inch beast. The crowd goes crazy as they didn't think he could do it. Hooking K's rather large leg, Chris goes for the cover...1-2---kickout! Newton signals Deadman to get up, then Chris plays to the crowd some more as K starts getting to his feet. Making more gestures, Newton cinches up the big man and hits a DDT! Making some motions that it is all over...Chris goes for the cover...1-2---kickout! Not believing it, he stands up, and works the crowd some more, again gesturing for Deadman to get up. As K gets to his feet, Chris grabs him and nails another DDT! The crowd cheers the way that Newton is working the match. Newton them makes the pin attempt...1-2---kickout! Hitting the mat in frustration, Newton stops playing to the crowd, stands Deadman up, boots him in the stomach, then begins to cinch him up for a third DDT. Before he can apply it, Deadman pushes him back, grabs his arm, pulls Newton forward, scoops him up and hits a tombstone piledriver! The crowd gasps, as Deadman collapses to the side of Newton, unable to press his advantage. Both men appear out of it on the mat, and the official has no other alternative than to start making a count...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8--Deadman sits up, then gets to his feet. Newton comes around a little bit, but it is apparent that the cobwebs are still there from the tombstone. K clobbers him with a few rights and lefts, positions him, then hits a pumphandle slam! K makes a cover...1-2---kickout!
Brad: What was that you were saying about "Deadman wrestling?" He looks like he is right in this thing, and in fact, has gained control!
Doc: I can see that! I have eyes. At the time I made the comment, Deadman wasn't looking so good. He has the advantage now, but that doesn't mean he is going to keep it. Here in the RAWF, we have some big boys capable of taking punishment. I have a feeling that Newton has something left!
Brad: I'm sure he does...but will it be enough?
Doc: Sure it will be enough! Newton may be smaller than Deadman, but I think he is more..."explosive!"
Deadman gets Chris to a vertical base. As K attempts to whip Newton into the corner, Newton reverses it, sending Deadman flying into it, impacting the turnbuckles. Newton follows him in and clotheslines him. Turning around, he starts playing the crowd again, and he fails to notice that Deadman did not feel the effects of the clothesline at all. The crowd starts yelling at him to turn around, and when he does, he sees an angry Deadman staring right at him. Grabbing Newton by the throat, K chokeslams his opponent to the mat, and makes a cover...1-2---foot on the ropes! Deadman stands up so he can stomp a mudhole in him, but Newton rolls out of the ring to take a breather. Propping himself on the guard rail by the fans, Chris is handed a Coke, which he downs in a couple of gulps. Seeing that K is going to follow him out, Newton thanks the fan, and starts walking around the ring. Deadman gives chase and sees Newton get into the ring. Deadman decides to drop down and get under the ring. Looking around, Chris Newton is wondering what the hell is going on as he sees that K has "disappeared." Some fans shout out to him what has happened, but the noise of the crowd makes it hard to make out what they are saying. Deadman reemerges on the opposite side of the ring, slides in, and walks up behind Newton. From the reaction of the crowd, Newton "figures it out," whips around and punches Deadman, surprising him. Continuing the assault, Newton fires away with a few more punches, kicks him in the gut, then lands an uppercut! Wrapping his arms around K, Newton applies a belly to belly suplex, which draws a nice reaction from the crowd. Running the ropes, Chris drops an elbow. Getting back to a vertical base, Newton grabs both of K's legs, and looks around at the crowd, as if saying, "Should I do it?" The crowd cheers as Chris sends a boot between Deadman's legs. Writhing in agony, Deadman is helpless as Chris stomps him and kicks him out of the ring. Newton is warned not to follow him, but Chris ignore the ref and climbs the top turnbuckle, where he delivers a double ax-handle to K, and rolls him into the ring. Before the ref can make it to five, both competitors are in the ring, and Newton is going for the win...1-2--kickout!
Doc: Newton almost had enough for the win! You know, I have to say, I'm no fan of "Dynamite," but that Deadman reminds me eerily of High Roller... I just can't excited for that...if K can pull out a win, I might change my mind...until then, my money is on Chris Newton, who has come back, and who looks like he has plenty left to finish the job!
Brad: I'm not seeing the Deadman K/High Roller connection...they have two different styles altogether, and...oh who cares! This is a fantastic back and forth match, and I am loving it! The fans are getting their money's worth with this! Oh! Look at that! Newton just jumped up and dropped down with two knees to Deadman's stomach! That could have given him some internal injuries!
Deadman does indeed appear to be spitting up a little blood as he tries to catch his breath. Chris gets the big man to his feet, clotheslines him down, then slingshot catapults him into the corner. More blood comes out of the corner of Deadman's mouth, and K spits it out, trying to pull it together and win the match. In the meantime, Newton avalanches him in the back! Spinning Deadman around, Newton starts to whip him into the opposite corner, but Deadman reverses it, whips Newton into the corner,and lets him come out under his own power. As Chris staggers out, Deadman hoists him up and hits an F-5. Starting to cover him, Deadman thinks better of it, and decides to wear him down some more. Getting him positioned correctly, K hits a running DDT. Still not satisfied with that, Deadman makes the sign for the Death Drop! Chris Newton hears the cheers, and ducks the attempt of K to grab his throat. He rolls out of the ring and listens as the ref makes the count...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-rolls back in the ring. Knowing that he may have a concussion, and that the "fuzzy feeling" wasn't going away, Newton weighs his options, and grabs the ropes, causing the ref to back Deadman off so Chris can get some rooom and release the ropes.
Brad: That's smart. He knows he took some serious shots, so Chris is staying close to teh ropes, trying to frustrate the big man, see if he'll make a mistake!
Doc: No, that isn't it...what is the word I'm looking for...Oh, yes, that's it. It is cowardice! Newton was beat, so he has the ropes as a crutch. Come on, Brad, call it the way it is!
Brad: Okay, I will. You are an ignorant baboon! There. I'm glad we got that cleared up!
Doc: Huh?
Newton gets away from the ropes and locks up with Deadman K. Hip-tossing the big man, Newton runs the ropes, and comes back to a leap frog, which casues him to keep running. Newton bounces back again, and deadman drops down, as Chris hops over him and keeps running. DMK stands up, then grabs Newton by the throat when he comes running back. Chris grabs K's arm, jumps up, kicks off of DMK's chest, flips over, twists Deadman's arm in a painful armbar, kicks him in the gut, then drives an elbow into the back of his head, knocking him down. Newton then hits a rope climb back elbow, which causes a fair share of fans to take pictures. Climbing the ropes again, Chris Newton soars high with a Suicide Dive, which ends with DMK moving out of the way. Deadman K pops up to his feet. waits on Newton, then grabs his throat and hits the Death Drop. The ref makes the count...1-2-3!
Doc: Newton gave it a hell of a try, but I think the size difference was key in this match. Newton likes to play a power game, and brawl with you. That plays right into Deadman's cold dead hands.
Brad: Even though he lost, the crowd is cheering as he makes his way back up the ramp. Even through losses, these fans are trying to be supportive! Detroit, you should be proud!
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Brad: Okay folks right now we are going to cross backstage where Frank Manning is standing by with �Tha Franchize Playa�
G-Sex and Frank appear on the Radi-Tron and the entire arena shakes
as the
fans go nuts, G-Sex s wearing a black sleeveless �G 2 THA X� shirt, he
glistens under a mixture of baby oil, water and pre-match workout
sweat,
Frank waits for the noise to die down before starting the interview.
Frank: G-Sex you are just moments away from your pay-per-view debut
here in
RAWF in a match that could be the most pivotal of your entire career,
you
will face Big Kahuna a man many claim to be the greatest to have not
yet
held a World Title, now we add on to that the special guest referee, a
man
who has a dislike for you both, Commissioner Thomas Highway, and it all
adds
up to quite a daunting task for any RAWF superstar, let alone one who
is
only in his second match, do you have any fears at all?
Frank raises the mic to G-Sex and the quickness of the fans reaction
is
matched only by its passion as they begin a thunderous G-SEX!! Chant,
G-Sex
moves his head from side to side and as the chant disappears he
begins.
G-Sex: Yo Auburn Hills! Ya�ll know what time it is, MOOOOO TOOOOOWN
whats
P-O-O-O-O-PIN�
There is a huge pop
G-Sex: You ask me, G-Sex, �Tha Franchize Playa� if I have any fears,
yeah
sure, I�m here in RAWF the biggest greatest company on the planet with
some
of the greatest wrestlers in the world, yeah I aint afraid to admit
that I
have one or two fears, I fear that StreeX might steal my shoes!
FANS CHEER!!
G-Sex: I�m afraid that Blake Zulu is gonna screw up big time and
puff-puff-puff-give instead of puff-puff-give!
FANS CHEER EVEN LOUDER
G-Sex: And I�m afraid that Kit will jeopardize our working relationship
by
succumbing to her urges for �G-Love�, hey don�t get me wrong I like a
chic
with thick hips, and that honey got more booty than a general fleeing
Iraq!
PERHAPS THE BIGGEST POP OF THE NIGHT
G-Sex: But as for tonight, G-Sex/Big Kahuna, �Conquest� I have no fears
what
so ever, me and the Big Man are gonna put on one hell of a show, the
only
man who has something to fear is that punk BeHootch Highway!
Frank: This been labeled a make or break for both of you, do you agree?
G-Sex: Playa
Fans: PLEASE!
G-Sex: BK has been around for awhile and I�m sure he will be for awhile
to
come, I just got here and I can tell you that **in rhythm of �Bad boy
for
life�** I aint go-ing no-where! **back to normal** But if that BeHootch
Highway tries to screw over me OR BK, I might have to whoop that ass
one
time No �..
Fans: SCRATCH DAT!
G-Sex: Whoop that ass two times two times, Hmm no
Fans: SCRATCH DAT!!
G-Sex: I might have to whoop that ass three times three times three ti
�..
The fans let out a hatred fuelled BOO as Thomas Highway walks into
frame
Thomas Highway: I swear to god G-Sex, if I hear another one of your
lame-ass
catch phrases I will have to whoop some ass!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thomas Highway: Lets get one thing straight right now in that ring
tonight,
I AM the law, what I say goes and if you gotta problem with, than the
last
words you will hear are, I�m not happy with you, no ��. SCRATCH DAT!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Thomas Highway: The last words you will hear are, you�re in big trouble
mister, no �� SCRATCH DAT!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Thomas Highway: I swear to god the last words you will hear are ��. YOU
ARE
FIRED!
The fans chant "@$$HOLE! @$$HOLE @$$HOLE!" Thomas shows his dislike of the fans chanting as G-Sex snatches the
mic**
G-Sex: Do you hear that BeHootch? That is Auburn Hills chanting your
name,
no
Fans: SCRATCH DAT!
G-Sex: That is this sold out arena chanting yo� mama�s name, no
Fans: SCRATCH DAT!!
G-Sex: No hold up, this is the sold out arena, thousands of fans and
I�m
sure millions of people watching all over the world saying that they
know
exactly where you like Jake December to stick it!!!
MONSTER POP from the crowd!!! The rage is evident on Highway, G-Sex smiles and leans in closer.
G-Sex: Just do ya thang Highway, and Im�a do mine, Can
G-Sex and fans in unison: I GET
Fans: A WITNESS
G-Sex stares at Highway and leans even closer almost whispering.
G-Sex: A � Witness
G-Sex throws the mic back and Frank just catches it, Highway and
G-Sex
mumble trash talk to each other but it isn�t audible, Frank steps to
the
side.
Frank: Back to you guys
Brad: Streex seems confident going into this match,
Doc,
we�ll see if his confidence will pay off tonight
Doc: You�re joking, right? Streex is leaving tonight
with
the US Title
Brad: According to Adz, there is no US Title�
Doc: Yeah, well Adz is a klutz.
Levitan: His opponent... from Detroit, Michigan.... weighing 235 pounds .... MATT HIGGERSON!
Brad: These men look tempted to start things off
right
now!
Doc: They should do, that way Adz is at a
disadvantage!
Brad: Your low-life schemes never cease to amaze me,
Doc
Doc: Thanks!
Levitan: And their opponent ....from London, England.....weighing 275 pounds he is the RAWF United States Champion.... ADZ!
Brad: Adz wants Streex right now!
Doc: Yeah, but Streex was smart earlier; he�ll
outsmart
Adz� even though THAT isn�t exactly difficult�
Streex takes a step forward; only to step back
again
as Matt Daddy comes into the ring. Adz spots him and goes for a
clothesline,
which Matt Daddy ducks and then hits Adz with a beautiful neckbreaker.
Matt
gets to his feet only to see Streex bouncing off the ropes and nail
Matt
with a picture perfect flipping clothesline. Streex scrambles for the
cover
1� broken by Adz. Adz picks the significantly smaller Streex up and
holds
him up for a suplex. He holds him for a good minute until Matt Daddy
gets to
his feet. Adz doesn�t notice Matt who rushes into the ropes and nails
Adz
with a big boot to the face. Adz falls backwards as Streex�s back
smashes on
the top turnbuckle. Streex falls to the canvas holding his back as Matt
covers Adz 1�2�kickout. Matt jumps on top of Streex 1�2�kickout.
Brad: Higgerson looks on fire right now!
Doc: Your US Champ doesn�t look so great now, does
he?
Brad: It remains to be seen yet Brad, as Streex looks
in a
lot of pain. Adz is on his feet as Higgerson goes for a dropkick, no!
Adz
dodges!
As soon as Matt hits the floor, Adz delivers a
nasty
looking elbow drop to the back of Matt�s head. Adz brings Matt to his
feet
and whips him into the ropes; Matt bounces off the ropes and goes for a
cross body block. Adz shows off his strength by catching Matt and
turning
around with him. He sees Streex getting to his feet, using the
turnbuckles
for aid, so Adz turns around and throws Matt with a fall away slam,
into
Streex, causing Streex to nail into the turnbuckles! Adz gets the crowd
more
excited with a loud shout before going over to Matt Daddy who gets Adz
with
an inside cradle! 1�2�kickout from Adz. Matt goes over to Adz and puts
him
in a sharpshooter. As the ref checks on Adz, who desperately tries to
get to
the ropes, Streex gets to his feet and starts taking the turnbuckle pad
off,
exposing a ring steel.
Brad: Oh come on! Look at Streex looking for an
easier way
out!
Doc: Hey, he can�t get DQ�d in a Triple Threat
match,
right?!
Brad: It�s a cheap way of gaining an advantage!
Doc: You say cheap, I say ingenious!
As Matt cinches back on the hold, trying to
cause a
tap out from the US Champ, Streex delivers a hard kick to the back of
Matt�s
head, causing him to slump forward to the canvas. Adz holds his back in
pain
as Streex spits on Matt, causing loud boos from the crowd. Streex soon
turns
the boos into �oooh� as he hits a standing moonsault on Matt into a
cover.
1�2�thr~ Adz breaks the fall up. Adz picks Streex up and whips him into
a
corner that has turnbuckles protection. Streex bounces out of the
corner and
knees Adz in the stomach. He falls back into the ropes and looks to
give Adz
a scissor kick, but Adz dodges back and before Streex� kicking leg can
hit
the floor; Adz almost kills Streex with a massive clothesline. Adz
quickly
hooks the leg 1�2�broken by Higgerson.
Brad: WHAT A CLOTHESLINE!
Doc: Whatever� he swung his arm and got lucky�
Matt sets Adz up for the Matt Daddy Drop, but
Adz
merely goes to back body drop Matt, but holds onto his legs and brings
him
down, swatting him against the canvas in a spinebuster variation. Adz
roars
before jumping on Matt, he starts punching furiously at Matt with lefts
and
rights. Matt tries covering up, so Adz rolls Matt over and continually
pounds his face into the mat, presumably busting his nose open!! Adz
stands
up and gets the approval of the crowd before turning around into a
missile
dropkick from the top from Streex! Streex covers Adz 1�2�kick out.
Streex
covers Matt 1�2�thre~ Broken by Adz!
Brad: This match is going in the favour of no one!
Doc: Trust me� Streex will win� I�m rarely wrong!
Adz goes to pull Streex off Higgerson, but
Streex low
blows Adz, sending him to the canvas in the foetal position. Streex
cockily
stands in the ring listening to the booing before he picks Matt Daddy
up and
whips him into the exposed steel. The referee wants to warn Streex as
Matt
falls to the canvas motionless. Streex walks over and cockily kicks at
Adz�s
head. As he goes to do this a second time, Adz grabs his leg and Dragon
screws him to the canvas. Adz jumps to his feet as Streex runs at Adz,
belly
to belly! The crowd come to life!
Brad: Adz is on a roll right now!!
Doc: Stupid klutz will fall off it�
Streex runs at Adz again and Adz puts him in a
bearhug. He squeezes the air out of Streex before slamming him to the
mat
1�2�thre~ KICKOUT! Adz slaps the mat in frustration as he picks Streex
up.
Streex kicks Adz in the kneecap and hits a jumping DDT sending Adz to
the
mat. Streex quickly climbs to the top rope and leaps through the air
hitting
Adz with True Thuggin�!!
Doc: IT�S OVER!! COVER HIM!!! COVER HIIMMMMM!!!
Streex does just that and hooks the leg 1�2�3!!!
Doc: NEW CHAMP!!!
NO!!! At the last second, Matt Daddy had climbed
to the
top rope un-noticed and hit the Mattastic Dive onto Streex! Matt Daddy
gets
to his feet, oblivious of his surroundings as Adz stumbles to his feet
behind Matt Daddy hooks him up, and hits the Adam Bomb!! Adz hooks the
leg
1�Streex comes to�2�Streex dives�3!!! Streex hits Adz� but it was too
late!!
Brad: Not on your life! Adz won the match fairly,
even
when Streex had exposed the turnbuckle!!
Streex rolls to the outside and makes his way
back as
Jza, Seann Storm and Zak Hackett all come running out and towards the
ring
Brad: Come on, leave the ring!
Doc: NO! Show that Adz won unfairly!!
The three members of New Blood slide into the
ring as
Adz stands with his US Title. Immediately, the three fit members of New
Blood beat down Adz with punches and kicks. Adz tries to fight back,
but the
numbers are just too much.
Doc: YES! Beautiful!
Brad: This is disgusting� they�re like ravage dogs
tearing
apart Adz after a hard match� we need help out here!!
As if on cue, from the back, Pickles comes
running
out!!! The crowd aren�t sure what to make of this until Pickles slides
into
the ring and dropkicks Jza to the outside. He stands up and ducks a
Storm
clothesline and superkicks him in the back of the head. He turns around
and
sees Zak come towards him, he kicks Zak in the stomach and looks to go
for
Pickled, but Matt Daddy has come to and low blows Pickles. Zak and Matt
Daddy team on Pickles while Jza comes back in and teams up with Storm,
beating the crap out of Adz.
Doc: HAHA!! Pickles should�ve stayed out of this�
Brad: He was trying to help his friend!
The crowd start to boo until Bad Religion by
Godsmack
hits the speakers and the crowd go nuts!
Brad: NO WAY!!!
The members of New Blood all turn their attention
to
the ramp, ready to meet Alex Layne. However, through the crowd from
behind
comes Alex Layne! He sneaks up behind Jza and without New Blood
knowing,
gives him the SLS over the top to the outside! The crowd go crazy as
Zak
takes the hint and turns around. He gets floored with a punch as Storm
and
Matt turn around. Adz gets to his feet and helps fend off the three men
with
Layne as Jza lies motionless. Pickles quietly goes to the outside and
looks
under the ring. He comes back out with a Singapore cane wrapped in
barbed
wire! The crowd go nuts as Pickles comes in and swings it at Zak. He
busts
Zak open as he goes to the outside. Adz clotheslines Matt Daddy to the
outside as Layne superkicks Storm out of the ring. The crowd go nuts as
Pickles spins the cane around, Adz taunts New Blood and Layne simply
looks
around�
Brad: I get confused more and more every time these guys come out! Are these guys allies or not???
Doc: I can't believe Pickle would join up with the likes of Layne and Adz...
(Triple Threat)
STREEX VS. MATT HIGGERSON VS. ADZ*
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match for the RAWF United States Championship!.... Introducing first ... ... from St. Louis, Missouri.... weighing 147 pounds .... STREEX!
"Hate Me Now" by P. Diddy plays as Streex makes his way
out
he bad mouths the crowd on the way down before rolling into the
ring.
Never Gunna Stop by Rob Zombie hits as the fans
give
a mixed reaction, even in his hometown, to �The Most Promising Superstar In RAWF�, Matt
�Daddy�
Higgerson. He jogs down to the ring, slapping hands with the occasional
fan
before sliding into the ring. He jumps onto a turnbuckle and poses to
the
crowd as Streex stands there staring at him. Matt drops down off the
turnbuckles as the two glare at one another
Bring Me To Life begins to play by Evanescence
as the
crowd get to their feet. The song breaks into the chorus just as white
pyros
explode from the stage. Adz steps out onto the stage with the United
States
Title around his waist. He walks down the ramp, focused on the
opponents in
the ring. Adz hops straight up onto the apron as more pyros go off when
his
feet hit the apron. Both Matt and Streex look at each other is if to
say
�How� and why?!� Adz steps through the ropes and unfastens his title
belt as
the music stops. He hands the title to the ref, not taking his eyes off
either of his opponents. The ref shows the title to all and sundry to
see as
the bell sounds. Streex counts to three with his hands, proposing he
and
Matt attack Adz. As Matt rushes towards Adz, Streex takes a step back.
Matt
rushes at Adz, only for Adz to use his superior strength and nail a
spine
shattering spine-buster. Matt rolls to the outside of the ring as Adz
taunts
Streex, telling him to bring it on.
Doc: SCREWED!! SCREWED I TELL YOU!!
ELITE ESTABLISHMENT* VS. THE NEW BLOOD
LEVITAN: Our next match is for the
RAWF Tag Team Titles!!!! First, the challengers�at a
combined weight of 440 pounds�the team of Jza Rian and
Seann Storm�THE NEW BLOOD!!!
You've got something I need
Daughter of Aphrodite
Hear my words and take heed
I was born on Olympus
To my father a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one"
BRAD: Geez, we got two totally different people in that ring right now. As Storm continues to interact with the crowd, seemingly not focused on the tag match, Jza is showing full concentration at the task in hand. But after what happened just a few minutes ago, I would think both men would be fired up.
DOC: Well, if Storm is not focused for this match, then I guess that means one less thing for Dee to worry about.
LEVITAN: Introducing the champions�weighing in at 256 pounds�coming from Atlanta, Georgia�.SHAWN DEE!!!!
Took away my hunger, but didn't give me greed
Made me successful, when I just wanted to be heard
Give me the light, cause all I need is the word1"
BRAD: It is truly unfortunate that Jarek Magnum can�t participate in this match. I am sure Shawn Dee will miss his tag team partner in this match.
DOC: What are you talking about? Dee is apart of the Elite Establishment�that means he is in the top 2% of the RAWF� which means he is better than these two scrubs.
The bell rings and Jza and Storm rush out and double clothesline Dee to the ground. As the referee is pushing Jza back, Storm lands a couple of stomps before backing off. Dee, caught offguard with the sudden double team, shakes off the attack gets up and is met with a hard chop from Storm. Dee tumbles to the turnbuckle and is met with another chop across the chest from Storm. Before Storm can execute another chop, Dee grabs him by the hair and switches places. Dee brings on a fury of kicks, sending Storm to the bottom turnbuckle. Dee being relentless, continues to stomp a new breathing hole into Storm before the referee comes and breaks it up. As the referee is distracted by Storm, Dee walks backwards and begins to talk some smack when Jza comes from the top rope with a missile drop kick to the back of his head. Dee falls to the ground as Jza rolls back to the outside of the ring. Storm, pushes the referee, gets up, and walks over to Dee.
BRAD: If the New Blood keep this up, they can soon be calling themselves the new RAWF Tag Team Champions. Their illegal and legal double teams will take it�s toll on Dee�s body.
DOC: Nothing can hurt the Mountain Dew Fueled SOB! It�s that simple.
Storm picks up the dazed Dee and delivers a scoop slam. As Dee lays on the ground, Storm goes over and tags in Jza. As Jza climbs the top rope, Storm stomps Dee a few times. Storm gives Jza a thumbs up and Jza leaps and hits a swanton bomb on Dee. Dee convulses in the ring as Jza gets up and picks up Dee. Jza throws Dee to the ropes and sets up to deliver a super kick. However, Dee sees this and ducks the attempt. Jza, totally missing Dee, stumbles a bit and turns around to meet spinning roundhouse kick from the Elite Establishment member. Jza hits the ground hard as Dee delivers a lighting quick leg drop. Then Dee picks up Jza and executes a snap suplex and bridges. 1,2, KICKOUT! Jza barely raises his shoulder as Dee rolls on his stomach and hits his head against the mat in frustration. After taking a deep breath, Dee gets up and walks over to Jza. As he picks up Jza, Jza gouges the eyes of Dee, buying him some time. Dee grabs his eyes and attempts to reach for the ropes. Jza sees an opportunity and delivers a textbook drop kick.
Brad: One of the best dropkicks in RAWF belongs to Jza Rian!!
Doc: I hope Shawn downed a whole twelve pack of Dew!!
He's gonna need every drop if he wants to keep these
belts!
Jza walks over to his partner and tags Storm in. Storm steps into the ring and taunts to the crowd as he walks over to the downed Dee. He slowly picks him up and then lays him back down with a strong right hand. He taunts again and then slowly picks Dee up again, but is hit with a sudden burst of energy as Dee starts to fight back, cornering Storm and laying into him.
Brad: Wow, where did that come from.
Doc: He MUST have had that twelve pack of Dew!
Storm falls to the floor and Dee steps backwards to catch his breath. As Storm gets up, Dee prepares for the Sensational Impact. He is just about to deliver it when Jza runs back into the ring and forces Dee off of his tag partner. The ref pushes Jza back towards the corner and the two argue. Dee then manages to hit the Sensational Impact on Storm!
Brad: Dee may retain the World Tag Team Championship all by himself!
Doc: If he does, everyone will know I've been right from day one!!
Dee covers Storm but the ref�s back is still turned. Dee gets up and runs and clotheslines Jza out of the ring. He turns round to cover Storm again and the ref counts this time�
1�2� NO!
Storm kicks out at the last second.
Brad: That was so close, the New Blood have got so lucky just now.
Doc: Lucky? That was teamwork Brad, teamwork.
Dee pounds the mat in frustration, and picks Seann up. Seann eye rakes him and staggers over towards the New Blood corner. He tags in Jza who steps in cautiously as Shawn shakes off the eye rake. The two men circle each other. Storm yells something into the ring at Shawn, distracting him for a half of a second, enough time for Jza to spring in and execute a waistlock take down. Jza floats over the top of his opponent and slaps on a reverse chin lock. It appears that New Blood is going to wear Shawn down, setting an example for all to see. Shawn rolls to his side and regains his knees, then gets up to one foot, effectively turning the hold into a side headlock. Shawn suplexes his way out of the hold and rolls quickly towards his empty corner. Jza comes to his feet at the same time and gives Shawn a mocking applause. Jza walks back to his corner and tags in Storm, who enters the ring gesturing to Shawn to come get some. Dee, however, is too smart to fall for this tactic and shakes his head back at him. Storm shakes his head and breaks into a charge into the corner. Dee does a shoulder roll out of the corner and lets Storm smack himself into the turnbuckle. Dee jumps into position and rolls Storm up, 1..kick out. Storm rolls away and wiggles his finger in a no-no motion at Dee. Shawn motions at Storm and the two meet midway across the ring. Unfortunately for Dee, he hits smack into Storm�s chest, and with the ease and grace of a jaguar, Storm suplexes Dee over and sends him sliding into the corner.
Doc: Dee is holding on with all his willpower Brad! He's got to fins a way to isolate one of these guys long enough to finish them off quickly!
Brad: The Mountain Dew Powered S.O.B. is doing everything he can to keep those belts for himself and Jarek Magnum! Will it be enough?
Jza watches for Storm to occupy the ref and pulls Dee out over the edge of the apron and gives Shawn a wicked leg drop across the throat. Dee rolls away, holding his neck and flops to the floor. The ref turns around just in time to see Jza and Shawn on the floor. He warns Jza back to his corner, Jza the whole time protesting he didn�t do anything. Dee scrapes himself up from the floor and rolls slowly back into the ring, cutting off the ref�s count. Storm stalks over and pulls him up and backs him into a corner, and begins to drive a series of elbows into Dee�s chest. After five of these, Storm executes a snap mare and brings Dee up into a reverse chin lock, knee planted firmly in the middle of Shawn�s back. He cranks back on it and Shawn gives a shout of pain. The ref asks Shawn if he wants to give, and Dee tells him to go to heck. The current tag team Champ starts slapping the mat with his left hand, trying to fire himself up. The crowd, cheering for the underdog, claps along and Shawn rides this tidal wave of energy back up to his knees.
Brad: It could be all over here!!! Dee can't possibly hold on much longer!!!
Doc: Never count a member of the Elite Establishment out! NEVER!
Slowly, painfully Shawn gets back to his feet and drives an elbow into Storm�s midsection. Then a second, and a third. Finally, after the fourth elbow, he is able to throw Storm into the ropes and delivers a leaping clothesline born from the need to get a breather. Dee rolls out to ringside and steps back against the railing as Storm rolls over slowly and looks outside at him. Storm gets back to his feet and motions to Dee to get back in the ring. Dee walks around to another side of the ring and Storm backs off, waiting for Dee to get in. As Dee goes to get into the ring, Storm walks over to Jza and makes the tag. Dee stands up and walks over to meet Jza in the middle of the ring. The two lock up and Jza grabs onto Dee and throws him into the ropes. Shawn comes off and is caught in a sleeper. The ref comes over to check if it�s a chokehold or not. He decides the move is a bit low and tells Jza to break. As opposed to breaking the hold, Jza takes the top arm from the top of Shawn�s head and reaches down. He grabs hold of Shawn by his right knee and pulls him up. He slams Shawn down hard onto the mat from this position, bending Shawn�s neck. Dee squirms across the ring like a fish out of water and Jza sits up. He walks calmly over to his corner and tags his partner, who storms into the ring, no pun intended. He runs over to where Dee is laying, arms wrapped around his neck, kicking the mat and takes Dee by the hair and pulls him up. He grabs a front face lock and sets Shawn up for a suplex, only to have the champ block it. A second effort gains the same result. Dee rolls Storm up into a small package, but the ref has to break the hold as Storm ends up on the ropes. Dee scoots back into the corner as Storm comes back to his feet and charges. Storm lands a massive clothesline, on the top turnbuckle! Dee rolls back to his feet and catches Storm as he staggers back from the corner. He spins him around and with all of might, delivers the Sensational Impact!
Doc: He got him!! Cover that man!!!
Brad: Unbelievable performance by Shawn Dee, can he make the cover in time??
Both men lay on the mat for a moment, the crowd cheering for Dee. Shawn makes the slow, agonizing crawl over to where Storm lays and drapes an arm over him. The ref goes to count. 1�2�thr-broken up by an elbow drop from Jza! The ref warns Jza back to his corner as behind him, Storm stands up and staggers back into the corner. He shakes his head and walks forward and takes Dee by his leg. He drops a huge elbow on the inside of Dee�s thigh. He stands and makes another elbow drop. Shawn rolls to his side and gives another yell of pain. Jza claps for his partner as Storm drags Dee to the center of the ring, then walks over and tags Jza in. Rian walks over and pulls Dee to his feet and gives him a couple of big rights to the face, sending the exhausted, hurting Champion to his back. Jza calls out to Storm and watches as his partner climbs the turnbuckles to the very top. He then positions Dee and slaps on the Jzarian Section. Shawn digs in, trying to reach the ropes that are so very, very close, but so agonizingly far away. He stretches out with one last mighty stretch and his hand comes down on the rope, just in time for Storm to launch himself from the top rope and nail Dee square with a Split Legged Moonsault! Dee stops squirming and Storm slides out of the ring, leaving Jza to make the pinfall.
Brad: Dee had escaped but "The God Of Thunder" decreed differently!
Doc: I hate to admit it, but smart move by Storm! I'm starting to admire these two!
The ref turns and admonishes Storm, but the damage is done. Jza grapevines a leg and rolls Shawn onto his shoulders. A game effort ends as the ref drops down and counts to three. The bell sounds and Storm reenters the ring and the new Tag Team Champions celebrate with their belts, to a chorus of boos from the crowd.
Doc: I want to see what happens when Dee's partner returns and they get a rematch!!!
The New Blood hold their belts high and return up the ramp to celebrate with their comrades in the locker room. Meanwhile, in the ring a spent Shawn Dee is being checked out by the ref.
Brad: We'll be right back!
Midnight: How the heck are ya, mighty Motor City!
Stevie grins again, and the crowd pops big time!
Midnight: You liking Conquest so far? !
He pauses and the crowd pops again.
Midnight: It�s my distinct honor to be here tonight, and my pleasure to welcome back a man who has been out of RAWF since a horrible plane crash in the Atlantic awhile back. Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a big Motown welcome, for Yonkers, New York�s own, Carl Sabre!
The crowd pops, chants of �Sa-bre! Sa-bre!� fill the arena. Midnight waits and �The Mob Rules� by Black Sabbath rips out of the speakers. A spotlight hits the top of the ramp, and a picture of a civil war sword, aka a Saber, appears on the screen. It pulls back and is run through the top of the word �Sabre�. Everyone cheers and waits, but no sign of Sabre. The Radi-tron blinks and cuts to a camera shot. Sabre is limping down the hallway towards the ring talking.
Sabre: Oh, man, I�m late! I�m comin� Stevie!
A figure appears from a hallway and brings a steel chair down right on top of Sabre�s head, dropping him like a lead weight to the floor. The crowd boos mightily as we recognize the figure of Jake December, a rather pleased look on his face. He smacks the chair two more times down on Sabre�s shoulder. Sabre is busted open and bleeding, in a heap. From the hallway, Thomas Highway saunters in and puts his foot on Sabre�s unconscious body. He looks down at him.
Highway: We don�t have any room for cripples on our roster, Sabre. Of course, your biggest crime is being a friend of that fat Hawaiian, who is going to get his, tonight! And you can�t do a damn thing about it, you little crippled punk! Jake, finish the job, so we don�t see this piece of trash ever again.
Highway walks away leaving December to swing the chair down again onto Sabre. After two or three more shots, a voice yells something and December looks off screen to the left. He gets an �Oh, hell!� look and bails, laughing and dropping the chair. The crowd chants for Kahuna, for some strange reason, but instead, Death and Taxes appear in the shot!
Taxes: Shit! Death, go get Kahuna, I�ll get some help!
Death bolts off down another hallway. Taxes yells for security. Vice comes jogging around the corner with three EMT�s in tow, again just minutes too late. Taxes stays knelt beside Sabre as the camera shot cuts to the Conquest logo. Midnight stands in the ring, totally speechless. He looks around at the crowd, which is chanting for Kahuna like mad. Midnight drops the mic and runs up the rampway, we cut back to Brad and Doc, both of whom are for a moment speechless as well.
AND NEW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS:
SEANN STORM AND JZA RIAN!!!
Brad: The New Blood are the Tag Team Champions of the World!!! But give credit to Shawn Dee for fighting with everything he had. But alas, the odds were just too great in this case.
A spotlight shines on the entry way. Stevie Midnight walks down the ramp to a huge ovation, as well as the theme from �Midnight Express�, flashing a big smile all the way. He hops into the ring and pulls a wireless mic form his back pocket. In the center of the ring are two stools, very similar to the ones used at Midnight Mayhem. Stevie speaks.