September 20, 2003
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The lights in the arena go out. Suddenly, there's a blast of pyro as the opening video for UWF theEDGE! is playing on the jumbotron and "Superstar (theEDGE! version)" by Saliva booms loudly.
Now has come the day that I take the lead And I make you follow Toast your champagne cuz I came for greed And not for tomorrow Filthy magazines is all what I need And all what I planned on Where's my limosine it's just like a dream That I wont wake up from YEA Make me a superstar YEA It don't matter who you are YEA Make me a superstar YEA No matter who you... And all of my pills and all of my drags Is makin me makin me makin me And all that I feel and all that I see Is makin me makin me makin me Razorblades and lines And I walk the line Without fearing no-one Damn my throat is dry I can't taste the wine From these empty bottles If it feels good then it feels good And I do it all day You want me to play you best bring your brain You best bring your money YEA Make me a superstar Yeah It don't matter who you are YEA Make me a superstar YEA No matter who you are Cover me in greed cuz you planted the seed When you fed my ego Needles and disease fool invincible me Like some kind of hero Is it no surprise that I'm paralized By my fame and fortune As I close my eyes and dive into the sky I'm dead twenty seven YEA Make me a superstar YEA It don't matter who you are YEA Make me a superstar YEA No matter who you... And all of my pills and all of my drags Is makin me makin me makin me And all that I feel and all that I see Is makin me makin me makin me And all of my pills and all of my drags Is killin me killin me killin me And all that I feel and all that I see Is fakin me fakin me fakin me YEA Make me a superstar YEA It don't matter who you are YEA Make me a superstar YEA No matter who you are The fireworks erupt as the fans in attendance go crazy. SUPERSTAR Johanna: Making his way to the ring, providing commentary for this evening, Joey Styles! "This is Extreme" by Harry Slash and the Slashtones hits as Styles steps into the ring and holds onto the mic. Johanna: And his broadcast colleague, Joel Gurtner! "Want" by Disturbed hits as Gurtner enters the ring as his parnter holds the mic up. Styles: Welcome, everyone, to theEDGE! You're tuning into the Universal Wrestling Federation. My name is Joey Styles- His partner takes the mic away, mid-sentance Gurtner: And well, well, well. It is I, the quintessential studmuffin, Joel "September, October on into the fall / Scarlett's back and baby, I want to ball / you're so dominating / you've got me masturbating" Gurtner! The fans groan at Gurtner as the two take their seats ringside. ~*COMMERCIAL BREAK*~ The shot back from the break shows AJ Phoenix walking away from the ring with his hand held up by the ref while "Show Me How to Live" by Audioslave plays. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, there was so much dominance in this match, it went on for about one single commercial. Let's show you what happened in the ring. On the reply, we see AJ Phoenix run towards Alex Braun. He goes for a right hand punch, but Braun ducks and picks him up on his shoulders for the Eclipse. Gurtner: There's Braun going for the finish, but Phoenix slides off the shoulders into a sunset flip and gets a quick win. We see a shot of the door to the boiler room. The camera enters and hears underground techno music. The Children of Suffering, Sin, Delerium and Draven are there jumping up and down to the music. There are black lights, glow sticks, strobe lights and all. The music abruptly stops, and everyone turns towards the door. With the light shining behind her is Scarlett standing in the doorway. She has a black cake with a white candle on top, the same candle from earlier in the weekend. The Children and Delerium quickly scatter and take their seats on the floor leaning against the walls. Some start doing drugs, others drinking. Others are just watching what is about to take place. Scarlett walks up to Draven who stands to the left of Sin. Scarlett:- Eric Sin:- There is no more Eric. Scarlett:- I was talking to him. Sin:- You were talking to Eric, and - as I just said - there is no more Eric. Scarlett:- Draven, I have this cake for you. I know it's your birthday, and I want you to know that I care very much, and happy birthday. Sin:- It was a happy birthday....before you crashed my party. Delerium, the Children, Draven and myslef were having a great time. Why do you have to mess everything up for him? Scarlett:- I was just trying to help Sin:- Unless you have important business with us, then I suggest you leave before the Children make you suffering. Scarlett:- I'm sorry. Eric...I have a present for you. You'll be getting it later. Sin:- He wants nothing from you. Scarlett:- Can he at least blow out his candle? Sin:- When you put it like that....no! Suddenly, a black crow flies through the room. Delerium screams as she tries to swat at it. It just flies past her and over the cake, blowing out the candle and putting the room into pitch black darkness. Rave:- I want to speak to a man who has been a thorn in the side of my upstarting UWF. We've been trying to deliver quality matches, and this one man has been hurting my business. But this will no longer happen. So, instead of bringing him out here to take up more of my precious television time, I'm going to show you something underneath my overcoat. The fans whistle as Rave Guerrera slightly blushes and shakes his head. He mouths "not that" as he opens his coat to reveal a title belt around his waist, the UWF Raving. Rave:- Next week, I'm sure every one of you will love this event. On theEDGE!, there will be a Royal Battle match for the UWF Raving Championship! The participants, in no particular order, are as follows: everybody! Gurtner: Whoah! Styles: Everybody in the UWF? Gurtner: He didn't studder, Joey. That means EVERYBODY! Rave drops the mic and heads backstage as "Your Disease" by Saliva plays. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, don't miss out on next week's Edge as the Raving Title will be decided after being stripped from Wolverine. Gurtner: What an announcement. Too bad we have to go to a commercial break again. ~*COMMERCIAL BREAK*~ Back from commercial break, Sin is in the ring awaiting his opponent when "Get Your Walk On" by X-Zibit begins to blare and random colors strobes light up the arena as Adam Jones makes his way to the ring. Upon making it to the ringside steps, he goes down in a heap. Joey Styles: Oh my God! Sin just leapt through the ropes� and is now pounding away on Adam Jones! The lights come on as you see Sin on top of Adam Jones pounding away on his face. One hand grasping his hair, the other beating the man's skull. Joel Gurtner: That�s obvious! DING! DING! DING! Joey Styles: The match has now begun! At hearing the bell sound Sin tosses his opponent into the ring. He rolls and then starts to sit up. Sin rolls in as well, but by the time he is in Jones is above him stomping away. Joey Styles: Jones is now putting the boots to him! Jones picks him up and whips Sin towards the ropes. He sets up going for a Super kick, but Sin grabs the ropes refusing to bounce back, and rolls to the outside. Joey Styles: He has him well scouted there. Joel Gurtner: That or he is too scared to wrestle. Sin has his back away to opponent. At seeing a rare opportunity, Adam readies himself and then charges towards his opponent. Joey Styles: What's he? Jones leaps through the air in a breath taking corkscrew plancha. He nails Sin, and they both fall to the outside mat. *THUD* Crowd: OOOHHHHHHH! Joey Styles: Oh my God! Joel Gurtner: Great move by Jones! Joey Styles: Corkscrew Plancha there by Jones! And both men are down now! Finally Adam gets up and back into the ring. Sin still lays there as the referee makes the count. 1�2�3� Sin starts to stir a little. The crowd still shows no reaction. 4�5� Sin makes it to his feet, a wobbling mess. Jones starts running towards his opponent again. 6� Joey Styles: He� Sin turns around to see a high lying Adam Jones leaping at him through the middle ropes, looking for a flying spear. However Sin turns it into a DDT. Jones hits the mat hard, as the crowd cheers. *SMACK* Crowd: OOOHHHHHHH! Joey Styles: Oh my God! The crowd starts to chant as, Sin grabs his opponent and tosses him into the ring. Crowd: UWF! UWF! UWF! UWF! Sin now seeing an opportunity to capitalize, grabs his opponent and lifts him up for a power bomb. Joey Styles: Power Bomb coming up! Joel Gurtner: I don't think so! Sin tosses the man up, and in one swift motion pulls him out, slips his arm around the back of his opponents neck, and follows the momentum to the ground, pulling just a bit to sharpen the impact. *THUD* Crowd: OOOHHHHHHH! Joey Styles: No! A Power Bomb turned into a DDT! Joel Gurtner: Had to hurt. Sin now goes for the cover and the referee positions himself. 1�2� Sin grabs his opponent and pulls him up by his hair. Joey Styles: What he had the match won! Joel Gurtner: Come on Sin! Sin positions his foe for a Fisherman Suplex. Joey Styles: I know what he is doing now! Sin is sick! Jones might have a concussion, and he is making it worse! He keeps on focussing on his head! Joel Gurtner: Well sounds like a great plan to me! Sin pulls back and lands a nice DDT. Joey Styles: Fisherman Suplex into a DDT! This time instead of going for a cover, Sin just rolls right on over with opponent still in grasp, he positions him in front of his body and signals to the crowd for something. They start to stir a little bit. Joey Styles: What's he doing? Joel Gurtner: I don't know but he's taking too long to do it! Suddenly Jones flips around his opponent and bull rushes him to the ground from behind. Joey Styles: Reversal there by Jones! While still grabbing his opponents arm he drapes it over his knee, while still going towards the ground. Swiftly and quickly he locks in a camel clutch. Joey Styles: The Ultimatim! The Ultimatim! Joel Gurtner: This could be it! Adam Jones pulls back with all his might as Sin sits there smile upon his face. Joey Styles: What? Joel Gurtner: Seems like he was anticipating this. Joey Styles: That� or he loves the pain! Adam Jones pulls back some more with all his might, as Sin continues to sit there. Finally after not hearing his opponent scream for mercy Adams lets go, and Sin's crumpled body lies motionless on the mat. Joey Styles: Adam Jones breaks the hold! Joel Gurtner: But why? Joey Styles: I have no idea. Adam climbs the top turnbuckle, and signals for match end. He leaps off with a beautiful version of a 5 Star Frog Splash. Breathtakingly beautiful it is. *THUD* Crowd: OOOHHHHHHH! He hits it picture perfect, before grabbing his ribs and turning over, in pain. Joey Styles: The Winds Of Change! The Winds Of Change! Joel Gurtner: Looks like it hurt him more than it hurt Sin! Joey Styles: Wait! Sin rolls over, and on top of Jones who still is grasping his ribs. The referee counts. 1�2�3� DING! DING! DING! Sin rolls over, breathing heavily, holding his hand up, still lying on the mat. Joey Styles: Wait the? Joel Gurtner: Sin wins? The referee holds his hand up, before Sin rolls to the outside of the ring. The crowd still stunned doesn't know how to react. Sin grabs something from underneath his shirt, while his back is turned from the camera, as he places something underneath the ring apron. Joey Styles: What's that? Joel Gurtner: I didn't see anything! ~*COMMERCIAL BREAK*~ The lights in the arena dim, but don't go completely out. On the jumbotron, we see a sign that reads as follows. LIVE FROM THE ALAMODOME UWF NIGHTMARE FEATURING A LIVE PERFORMANCE FROM EVANESCENCE AND NICKELBACK Then, we see a promotional video to the PPV as Nickelback's "Someday" plays. How the hell did we wind up like this? Why weren�t we able? To see the signs that we missed Try to turn the tables. I wish you would unclench your fists, And unpack your suitcase Lately there's been too much of this But don�t think its too late Nothings wrong Just as long As you know that someday I will Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when Well I�d hope that since we�re here anyway We can end up saying Things that we always needed to say So we can end up staying Now the stories played out like this Just like a paperback novel Lets re-write an ending that fits Instead of a hollywood horror Nothings wrong Just as long As you know that someday I will Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that How the hell did we wind up like this? Why weren�t we able? To see the signs that we missed Try to turn the tables. Now the stories played out like this Just like a paperback novel Lets re-write an ending that fits Instead of a hollywood horror Nothings wrong Just as long As you know that someday I will Through the crowd, we can see the Children of Suffering walking to the empty ringside seats. Behind the last member, Glowstick, we see Draven walking. He calmly jumps over the barricade and enters the ring as the song comes to an end. Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that Someday Some how Gonna' make it alright, but not right now I know you�re wondering when I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that I know you�re wondering when You�re the only one that knows that I know you�re wondering when The arena lights dim then go completly out. Sirens blare out over the P.A. System as then then get cut off as "Hollow Point" by Anybody Killa starts to play. A spotlight shines in the middle of the ring. It makes its way up to the top of the entrance ramp where a Jeff Ross makes his way out onto stage in an almost dancing motion. Jeff Ross runs down the Ramp and stops half way. He salutes the crowd to the left and to the right. He then runs down to the ring and slides in. Draven immediately begins to trade blows with him as the bell sounds. Ding! Ding! Ding! Draven vs Jeff Ross Draven immediately gets the upper hand with an early assault on Jeff Ross. He attempts an Irish whip, but it's reversed. Draven hits the ropes and is nailed by a beautiful dropkick. Ross mounts Draven and starts retaliating the early assault with punches of his own. Draven reaches behind Ross and grabs his hair. He pulls him down into a sunset flip and has a pin. Ref: 1...break Styles: Ross kicks out quickly Gurtner: But Draven's there to put a stop to that dancing fool with a big clothesline. Styles: There's no need to poke fun at the way he lives his life. Gurtner: Draven in. He's doing Ross's entrance dance and drops the elbow. Styles: Cover Ref: 1...2...break Ross is able to kick out. Draven puts in a rear chinlock. Styles: The Child of Suffering is trying to end this early with a submission. I don't think he's worn down the DeathMatch Champion enough, though. The crowd starts to get behind Jeff Ross with applaud. Gurtner: The fans must be Psychopathic in trying to bring Jeff Ross back into the game. Ross makes it to his feet and is in a side headlock. He tries to reverse it into a top wrist key lock, but instead hits the back elbows into the midsection of Draven. The Psychopathic tries to hit the ropes, but Draven holds onto his hair and drags him down. Crowd: Oooooh Draven goes for another elbow drop, but Ross moves out of the way. Ross waits for Draven to get up and nails a big boot. He hits the ropes and connects with a lionsault. Ref: 1...2...break Gurtner: You can't take Draven out of the game that easily, son. Ross picks up Draven by the head and puts him in DDT position. The crowd pops, but Draven reverses it into a northern lights suplex with a bridge. Ref: 1...2...break Styles: Smart moves on the part of Eric Draven. Gurtner: That's just Draven, Joey. He's no longer going by that first name of his. Styles: And why is that? Gurtner: Do you have to question everything?! It's his birthday. Respect his wishes! Styles: The birthday boy is being schooled right now with a standing armbar from Jeff Ross. Draven rakes Ross eyes. He grabs him by the hair, but Ross drops down executing a jawbreaker. Draven is knocked back into the corner. He goes for an Irish whip, but Draven reverses. Ross jumps to the top turnbuckle and goes for a moonsault, but Draven turns sideways and drops to one knee. Ross lands stomach-first across the knee of Draven. Styles: Oh, my God, that was incredible, I must admit. Gurtner: Jeff Ross is down and out. Draven's heading to the top, probably for the Superstar Press. Draven goes for the move, but Ross retaliates with knees of his own. Styles: Both men are down. Ref: 1....2....3....4....5....6....7.... Draven makes it to his feet first. He goes for a right hand, but Ross blocks it and holds onto the arn. Draven goes for a kick to the head, but Ross ducks, still holding onto the arm. Draven's force makes him turn. With his arm between his legs now, Draven is almost in pumphandle position. Instead of hooking the other arm, however, the DeathMatch Champion simply reaches through Draven's legs and grabs the other hand. With both of Draven's hands locked between his legs now, Ross pulls them with all his might. Draven is sent flipping and lands hard on his upper back. In midair, Ross catches the legs and now has them hooked (with Draven lying on his back, this is a pin attempt). Ref: 1...2...break Styles: Somehow, Draven is able to kick out. I have no idea where on earth he got the strength to kick out of that. Gurtner: I do. He found it at the bottom of a bottle given to him by Sin! Jeff Ross picks up Draven by the hair and whips him into the ropes. Draven drops down and baseball slides under the bottom rope to ringside. He walks around a moment to catch his breath and rethink his strategy as the crowd boos him. Gurtner: That's no way to treat a man on his birthday. Styles: He's taking a breather, but the fans want to see a match. Gurtner: He's only human! Styles: In his own way. Jeff Ross gets fed up with it. Showing his Psychopathic nature, he executes a flipping suicide dive over the top rope perfectly, however Draven wisely moves out of the way. *THUMP* Crowd: Holy shit....holy shit....holy shit....holy shit.... Styles: Oh, my God, he landed hard on his back. Gurtner: On the instant replay, we can see his legs hit the barricade making him land flat on his back and only his back without his legs. Styles: Draven is taking advantage of Ross' high risk failure and rolls him into the ring. Gurtner: Now he's gonna' do it. Styles: Do what? Gurtner: Look, he's climbing the rope like Jeff Ross does. He's immitating him. You know what he's going to do. Styles: The Psychopathic Senton Bomb Gurtner: Exactly! With Draven on the top rope, Jeff Ross quickly gets to his feet and shakes the ropes, crotching Draven on the top. Gurtner: That's gotta' hurt! Styles: Psychopathic Jeff Ross showing the quickness of a cat on that one. Jeff Ross mounts the middle turnbuckle and picks up Draven in a fireman's carry. Styles: This doesn't look good for Draven. He's in position for Ross' top rope F-5, what he calls the Murder of Crows. Gurtner: How apropos Styles: Excuse me? Gurtner: You uncultured swine Styles: What the hell is this? The fans cheer as they see Scarlett running down to ringside as quickly as she can. She's dressed in all black. She ducks down ringside to go unnoticed by the referee. When Ross is about to hit the MOC, Scarlett reaches up and grabs his foot. Ross still pushes Draven of his shoulders. Draven lands with one foot on the top rope and the other on the middle rope. Ross is now facing towards the ring on the top rope. Draven puts Ross in superplex position as Scarlett walks halfway up the ramp. Styles: Oh, my God. Ross' neck must be broken and his spine shattered Gurtner: Draven with the Hangman's Joke off the middle turnbuckle. Styles: Cover Ref: 1...2...3 Gurtner: Happy birthday, Draven! "Confusion" by New Order hits, and Draven slides out of the ring. He starts jumping up and down. He turns to go up the ramp to only see Scarlett smiling. She opens her arms for a hug, but Draven just stares her down. He then turns and slides back into the ring leaving Scarlett bewildered. The Children of Suffering jump over the barricade and into the ring. They and Draven start raving and moshing in the ring to the music as Scarlett heads downtreaded backstage. Before going through the curtain, she mouths a "happy birthday" which goes unheard. ~*COMMERCIAL BREAK*~ Styles: We're back and Sin is in the ring with Eric Draven. Delerium and the Children of Suffering are standing ringside. Gurtner: Shhhh Sin:- Draven, this is an excellent night. I told you: if you believe, you can achieve. You believed that you could get out of your slump, and you did it. You pinned Jeff Ross with no help whatsoever, even if that meddlesome whore tried to steal your glory and thunder. I won my match. It's a great night for the Children of Suffering, and I just want to tell you Happy Birthday! The Children of Suffering start singing happy birthday to Eric Draven (who has the Tag Title belts over each shoulder) as the fans boo loudly. When the song's over, Draven takes the microphone from Sin. Draven:- Thanks, guys. Even though it's been a bad life, I now feel like the luckiest guy in the world. And even though it's my birthday, Sin, I have a present for you. Styles: He just handed a tag title belt over to Sin. Draven:- There you go....champ. The two hold their belts up high as the Children of Suffering applaud and jump over the barricade and start leaving. The fans are booing as Draven and Sin are going to follow them. Styles: Wait a minute! Gurtner: What the hell. HFB, Jeff Ross and Adam Jones run down the ramp and slide into the ring. They start trading punches with Sin and Draven, knocking them into the ropes. They then clothesline the Tag Champions over the top. Sin and Draven collect themselves - and the belts - and jump the barricade to meet back up with the Children of Suffering. Ross picks up a microphone. Ross:- I'm tired of messing around with you fools, ninja. You know what. Next week, we betta finish this fo sho. Jones: That's right. Next week, put your money where your mouth is. Sin and Draven vs HFB for the Tag Team Titles. What do you say? Sin and Draven look at eachother and then at Ross and Jones. The two nod in agreement. Styles: Next week, Tag Title match and the Royal Battle for the UWF Raving Title. Oh, my God. This is going to be huge! Goodnight, everybody. |
  
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