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| Slam! on Monday; 23rd January 2006 | |
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[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Owens staggers over to Matt holding the belt in his arms and drapes it over the new champions chest even though he still doesn’t quite know what has happened yet as he lays blinking his eyes incoherently on top of the completely out Ragin’. He slowly wraps his arms around the belt and Slayer and Manson still fighting on the outside! Well here's another one (WHAT!) In the gutter one (WHAT!) Ghetto runnin em Troblesome extra double double I come to beat em The beat em and mistreat em So what if that I'm cheating. Every one wanna sound grimey. Imma show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!) The crowd burst into boos promptly as Matt raises his arms at the ropes in celebration. Though the boos quickly turn into cheers as Sean Madrox is skinning the cat, he pulls himself back up legs first and wraps them around his former partners head! With all the strength left in him pulls the big man over the ropes and drops him to the floor below! The crowd erupt into cheers as Madrox pulls himself back onto the ring apron and rolls into the ring. SEAN MADROX HAS WON THE REALITY RUMBLE MATCH!!!! Yeaah, ohh yeaah! YEAH! That's how we gotta be so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that Think about playin russian roulette with an atuomatic rifle My ass against the line blast bullets first On Line Jack then drags Messiah over next to the life size Ronald McDonald and proceeds to bash their heads together. Messiah leaves a large bloody spot on the white face of the statue and little children are heard screaming as their mothers rush in to cover their eyes. Manson then squats down placing a shoulder under Messiah’s mid section and hoists him up. He then moves toward a set of double doors and rams Messiah through head first and both doors burst open. Just as they get to the other side Manson releases Messiah sending him down several stairs tumbling in what appears to be a painful fall! Toughest step and a rep and a run packin a weapon its wild Peace to the brothers on Rycher's Isle Pumping up a trebble and didn't like he's criminally in buck my eye, Oh my god I'm so high Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what does it take to make you get Making million children SLAM! Slam! Fuzz throws two fingers in the air signaling it wasn’t a three count as Toan doesn’t waste time arguing instead he lifts Tommy up to his feet hitting a quick DDT. Suddenly Toan gets a quick idea and wastes no time to do it. Toan takes his thumb and presses it into the jugular artery as if doing a submission hold...SPIDER IN THE BRAIN!!!! Fuzz goes over to check on Tommy King who is in extreme pain as Toan digs his thumb into the throat area where the jugular is. Tommy begins to scream in pain as he tries to escape Toan but within a few seconds, Tommy King just TAPS OUT and Fuzz signals for the bell and Toan releases the hold smiling as he raises his hands in victory. SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Oni has pulled Nightmare to his feet, firing a sharp boot into Nightmare’s gut before hoisting him into the air for the Flavor of the Month, Nightmare is fighting for all he’s worth and manages to break Oni’s grip, Oni drops to a knee and comes back up, Nightmare CLAMPS A HAND AROUND HIS THROAT! Nightmare hoists Onikage into the air and DRRRIVES him down into the mat! Nightmare raises a fist into the air calling for the Cataclysm and the end of the match, but Tee sees her opportunity and catches Night off guard, spinning him into the ground with the Fallen Dreams! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Hutch goes to throw a punch only Ragin’ ducks under it and he goes around Hutch to lock in his arms around Hutch’s waist. The big Russian grins once again as he has Hutch set up for a german suplex! With all the force he could muster at this point Ragin’ tosses Hutch over the top of his head…but Hutch doesn't land on the mat! Fans of Hutch and even ones that weren’t fans of Hutch’s looks on in awe and cheer is happening! In the mid-air throw Hutch has wrapped his own arm around Ragin’s neck and he lands on his feet! The confident smirk returned to Hutch’s lips as he slammed Ragin’ down to the canvas in his FUTURE SHOCK!!!! I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh) Slickly swift blast of the ghastly stashin fashion Then I provide I provide the you was cheat. Beside the getto Vibe Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE I come across with no fear For sure! Maj Tahal rises to his feet, holding his head. He looks down at Nightmare, and then at Kashmir. Prince is grinning at Maj, who returns the grin back to him. Maj walks over to Nightmare, and grabs his hair. He slowly picks up the larger man. He looks in his face, before lifting up Nightmare onto his shoulder. The ref starts to stir, and starts using the ropes to get himself up. Kashmir then suddenly runs against the ropes, and jumps high in the air, past Maj, and grabbing the head of Nightmare, and bringing it down, along with Maj bringing down Nightmare's body into a flapjack. Kashmir drills the head of Nightmare into the canvas in a bulldog, completing the SATYAMEVA JAYATE!!!! Un-adult un-rated un-conformed Digusted, busted you wanna touch it. To hot! You forgot, you're not ready You're head could get ruptered. Hit between the eye I planned the plan alive I'm the plonic sonic UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS Evan quickly gets into the face of Nightmare wasting no time to let him or the Prince of Pain rest, Evan then sets Nightmare more stable into the corner and begins with the Ric Flair Style Knife Edge Chops as the crowd pays homage to the legend! The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us. See the big black picture if you look inside of My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic So kill the copy cat because it's al mastered Directin' it When y`all least expected it And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so, Richard Markone is sat at his desk, he looks up to see the camera approaching and the Slam! Commissioner welcomes his audience. He spins his laptop around and we zoom in on the Slam logo! [/align]'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action! KR: Welcome to Slam! on Monday! CM: We're here in Los Angeles and we have a great line up of action on tap! DV: The Staples Center is sold out and it is about to become unglued without a doubt. The camera cuts to the backstage area as nameless works attend to their everyday jobs, soon the camera pans around to a Slam! backdrop with rusted gating and the Slam! Logo. Sean stands in front of the backdrop as Emma Parr stands a few feet away with a microphone in hand, they both nod at one another as Emma begins to speak. Emma: Sean last week you gained the victory over Tomoko Onamari after striking her with nightstick that was brought into the ring by Orion Oldriod. What do you have to say about your actions? Sean: Well Emma what I did last week has sat in my head all week and I can’t but think that I made a poor judgment in hitting Tomoko over the head with the nightstick. I just hope that she can accept my apology over using such a weapon, but in all fairness she was the one coming at me with it after Orion had to stick his nose in my business. I mean I could have easily let her hit me with it, but all it would have done was given her the chance to advance and I think that I am more qualified than she was. Sean nods as he finishes talking, waiting for Emma to continue with her next question. Emma: Well now that you have advanced you are the only man that has made it to the semi-finals in the Tactical Assault Championship Tournament; is there anything you want to say about your potential opponents? Sean smirks. Sean: There is a lot of things that I could say about the competition, I mean right off of the bat there is Orion who has undeniably been the player of this whole game. I think that he is by far the my toughest competition since he likes to pull out fastballs from his ass and try to get one of his many friends to come in and help him out. Orion thinks that he is going to go far in this tournament, but little does he know that his time is running up. The fans cheer in agreement. Emma: Do you have any words for potentials like Keith Williams and Nightmare? Sean: I mean Nightmare is one guy that has been threw it all here on Slam!, but when the smoke clears he isn’t going to be able to stand a chance against me in the ring. I can easily outwit the guy and he lacks probability of going toe to toe with me. When everything said and done Nightmare wont make it far enough to face me in the ring. Then there is the new kid on the scene Keith Williams, I mean don’t get me wrong he has great potential, but he is looking at it all the wrong way. He thinks that he is Mr. Wrestling, but little does he realize that no one will be as phenomenal as me, the cats are behind me on that. I think that given the ability he might be the very guy that I will be meeting in the finals. Emma shakes her head. Emma: So you think that you are going to make it to the finals? Sean: Yes I do and that’s because of the cats out there, they feed me the life that I need to go out there and do what I do best in the squared circle. The Madrox Militia is growing and soon I with time I will be that more phenomenal! Sean walks off of the backdrop set as Emma reports out. Emma: There you have it folks Sean Madrox has spoken. Scene Fades. KR: The following match is scheduled for the Tactical Assault Championship. CM: It sure is and we have T-Bird taking on Mr. Wrestling himself Keith Williams! DV: This apart of the quarterly finals with one of these wrestlers advancing into the semi-finals which Sean Madrox has already accomplished! KR: Let’s get this match started. Charles Cruz: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it’s to advance into the Semi-finals for the Tactical Assault Championship! First to the ring… [align=center]"I've felt the hate rise up in me... Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves... I wander out where you can't see... Inside my shell, I wait and bleed... "[/align] "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits the speakers as T-Bird comes out from the back almost crawling. Her hair is pulled up into a tight pony tail with a lime green ribbon. She wears a white Maggot Korps t-shirt that is very loose on her body. She is also wearing a pair of baggy black jeans. Paint covers all of her face and her arms also. She reaches the end of the stage bouncing but getting down on her knees. Charles Cruz: Weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds…she is TEEEE BIIIRD!!!! [align=center]"GOODBYE!"[/align] Red pyro hits all around her as she pops out of it landing not to far away. T-Bird throws her arms up getting the fans to cheer even louder than they are now. Some go to their feet as she takes her dash down the ramp letting her hair down and throwing the ribbon into the crowd. A few people fight over it but the others just keep cheering as she slides into the ring sitting up on her knees throwing her arms up. [align=center]"I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time Everything is 3D blasphemy My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up This is not the way I pictured me I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES!..."[/align] T-Bird gets up on her feet running over to the turnbuckle and stepping up. She grabs the edges of her Maggot Korps shirt throwing it off into the crowd letting the fans fight over it again. She is left with just her black bikini top and her body painted the same as her face and arms. She jumps off heading to the opposite turnbuckle and greets the fans over there. Hopping off of there she bounces a little bit getting ready for her match to come. CM: I was amazed that T-Bird was able to make it that far… DV: She gave Tommy King a run for his money last week. Charles Cruz: And the opponent… The lights go out, leaving the crowd in a blanket of darkness as these words echo through out the arena: [align=center]MR. WRESTLING![/align] Suddenly "Disposable Teens" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system and purple strobe lights begin to illuminate the stage, outlining the figure of Keith Williams dressed in a hooded sweatshirt. After a few seconds he spins around with his arms held outwards to the side. Charles Cruz: Weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds…He is KEEEEITH WILLIAMS!!! The lights in the arena return to normal as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, yelling out abuse at the fans he passes by. Upon reaching the ring, Keith hops on to the ring apron and using the top rope, he springs in, quickly making his way to one of the nearby turnbuckles. He immediately steps up on to the middle rope and thrusts both arms into the air, yelling out at the crowd, "MR. WRESTLING!" With that said, Keith steps down from the turnbuckle and makes his way to the middle of the ring. CM: He is by far the most underrated superstar on our roster today, this kid has what it takes to quickly climb the thrown of success. KR: He has his flaws tho. CM: Stop bullshitting. The referee signals for the bell like he does in every match and both men…wait I mean opponents charge at one another and Williams quickly goes for a knee kick and kicks T-Bird and she buckles down to the mat. Williams is quick to jump and stalk his opponent as T-Bird begins to get up to her feet and once she reaches up, Williams comes charging towards the diva and goes for a clothesline, but T-Bird ducks the clothesline and as Williams turns T-Bird takes him down with a drop toe kick. T-Bird quickly jumps on the back of Williams and she beginnings to yank at his neck and Williams rolls over on top of her and she wraps her legs around his waist and applies pressure. DV: Looks like this turned into mud wrestling, all we need is the mud now. CM: What the hell is T-Bird doing? KR: She is delivering more speedy moves, trying to get Keith down to the mat as quickly as possible. T-Bird releases her leg submission from Keith as they begin to rise up to their feet and Williams takes the lead as T-Bird charges towards Keith. Williams grabs T-Bird by the arm and flips her right over him and still holding her arm for an arm lock. T-Bird sits on the canvas in pain as Williams is pretty much twisting her arm until she can’t feel any of her fingers. The referee looks at T-Bird waiting for a signal of giving up. T-Bird begins to fight back as she gets up and as she twists out of the arm lock, Williams swings his arm around T-Bird’s neck and plants her down on the mat with a hellacious DDT. CM: T-Bird is going to have to give it at least a little more push if she wants to walk out alive from this match. DV: This isn’t looking to good for her. T-Bird is on the canvas and she grabs her forehead in pain, but shakes it off and gets back up into the match and she grapples with Williams. Knowing that she isn’t going to be able to capitalize with the grappling T-Bird attempts to sweep Keith’s legs from under him, but Williams sees her antics and he once again lays her out with a spiked DDT and he hooks the leg. CM: The end comes so quickly… [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3!...NO![/align] T-Bird gets her shoulder up and Johnson gets up calling it a close two count and Keith can’t believe that he wasn’t able to put T-Bird away so easily. Keith grabs T-Bird by the hair and lifts her up to her feet and he whips her into the ropes and on the rebound he kicks her in the midsection and she doubles over, Keith then wraps her arm over his neck and he lifts her into the air showcasing his strength before dropping her down to the canvas with a huge pound. CM: Keith just slammed T-Bird down to the canvas with an aggressive brainbuster! DV: I don’t think that she is going to be able to walk away from that. T-Bird rolls around on the canvas in agony as Keith grabs her by the arm and lifts her up to her feet, she tries to break free, but she is still feeling the pain running down her spine. Keith whips her into the corner turnbuckle and she bounces off and he eye rakes her and she falls down in the corner trying to regain her eyesight. Williams walks around the ring taunting to the crowd and in response he gets jeers from them, but he loves it. KR: Do you hear what the fans think of him? CM: Do you think I care? T-Bird runs and rebounds off of the ropes and takes Williams down to the canvas with a bulldog. T-Bird grabs Williams by the hair and lifts him up to his feet and she suplexes him right onto the canvas and he clenches to his lower back. T-Bird then begins to climb the turnbuckle as Williams still on the canvas. T-Bird reaches the top and she quickly leaps off the turnbuckle for the 450, but Williams’s moves out of the way and she lands squared in the ring with no one to break her fall. DV: I cringed in pain just now. KR: T-Bird thought that she would be able to connect, but she didn’t lay Keith out well enough. T-Bird begins to kick around at how excruciating the pain is and she holds her ribs as they begin to turn black and blue. This leaves time for Keith to recuperate and get up to his feet as T-Bird hurts in the middle of the ring. As he rest T-Bird gets up holding her ribs and she grabs the ropes and exits onto the apron and leaps on over landing inside the ring on Keith who isn’t aware of what she was doing. Again she hurts herself, but delivers a headscissors takedown pinfall. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2...NO![/align] KR: T-Bird trying to be quick with a pinfall over Keith. DV: She is trying to do what she can to gain the victory over Keith. Keith gets his shoulder up and pushes T-Bird’s body off of him and she rolls over grabbing her ribs, but doesn’t draw to much attention it because she has one thing on her mind and that’s to kick ass and win…wait that was two things. She gets up and waits for Keith to make it to his feet and after a few seconds longer Keith is up and he is ready for action. Keith charges at T-Bird and knocks her into the corner and begins to chop her across the chest and T-Bird’s eyes widen in pain as she tries to walk away, but Keith arm drags her into the middle of the ring. CM: Keith is kicking the shit out of her! DV: T-Bird’s best bet is to just give it up. T-Bird springs up to her feet and she kicks Keith in the midsection and he doubles over and she tries to charge at him and he throws her over his shoulder executing a shoulder back toss. Keith comes back strong this time and he blasts T-Bird with a clothesline and she gets up only to be scoop slammed to the mat. T-Bird gets up off of the mat quickly and as she spins around to look at Keith, he eye rakes her and she can’t see, she swings her arms trying to hit him, but every attempt is nothing more than a miss, Keith on the other hand enjoys it and finally takes her out with a spinning clothesline. DV: Keith is enjoying every minute of this match since he has the upper hand… CM: T-Bird should just give it up. T-Bird lies on the canvas coughing as she catches her breathe from that clothesline and Keith grabs her by the hair and picks her up to her feet. Keith swings T-Bird into the turnbuckle and he charges at her for a spear and T-Bird dodges the move and Keith meets the turnbuckle post with his shoulder and the crowd rings out a tune in shock of what he just did to himself. CM: Damn that had to hurt…hitting your shoulder into exposed steel like that can take you out of a match quickly. DV: In his sake it doesn’t look too bad, but T-Bird is the one displaying injury as she has taken some time to shake off the cobwebs. T-Bird holds onto the top rope as she takes a few breathes in and goes back into the match with Keith who is trying to relax his while getting up. T-Bird takes Keith’s arm and she twists it behind his back and Keith tries to get out of the move but he can’t and T-Bird squeezes his arm and Keith screams out in pain. T-Bird pushes Keith right back into the corner and Keith holds his arm as T-Bird comes charging and she delivers a turnbuckle clothesline. KR: I can’t believe that the match just turned around so quickly? Keith stays in the corner and T-Bird jumps up onto the second rope and grabs Keith by his arm and she takes him down to the canvas with a tornado arm drag and T-Bird slams Keith’s arm into the canvas and Keith endures more pain. T-Bird is kind of winded too and both begin to get up to their feet. T-Bird makes it first and follows Keith. T-Bird comes charging once again and Keith takes her down with a flapjack. Keith then rolls her into a boston crab, but T-Bird prevents him from locking the move and pushes him away from her. KR: T-Bird is trying to stay in the lead… CM: She will never be in the lead. Keith stumbles forward and T-Bird goes to kick him in the guts, but Keith catches her foot and he flips over while holding her foot and he lands a back heel to the side of T-Bird’s face knocking her off of her feet. Keith crawls up to his feet as T-Bird holds the side of her face looking for any blood and she also ascends to her feet in pain. Keith grabs her by the arm and swings her into the ropes and she returns into a forearm smash! And Keith drops down for the cover… CM: And that quickly she lost it! DV: She had to capitalize when she had the chance and she didn’t. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3!...NO![/align] T-Bird miraculously kicks out of the move right when the referee was going to slam his hand down for the third count. Keith gets up off of T-Bird and T-Bird rolls over to the ropes and she begins to pull herself up because she doesn’t have the strength in her to do it herself. She gets up to her feet and as she makes it up Keith grabs her and slams her back down with a sidewalk slam. Keith grabs T-Bird by the hair roughly and places her head between his legs and he picks her up for a powerbomb and she nails him with punches to stop him, but he slams her down on the mat. DV: Keith delivers a hellacious powerbomb on T-Bird…this could be the end for her. Keith gets up off of the canvas pulling T-Bird up with him, he blasts T-Bird with a few hard rights before he grabs her arm and sets her up for an irish whip as Keith whips T-Bird he stops and wraps T-Bird up into a sleeper hold. Keith holds on tight with the sleeper hold and as T-Bird tunes out of it, Keith drops down to one knee holding the sleeper hold in even tighter. T-Bird takes the opportunity in the move and she fights back and tries to flip Keith over her, but she is too weak and Keith falls back on the floor with her. T-Bird is out and the referee grabs her arm to begin the count. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]ARM UP!![/align] T-Bird gets her arm up in the air and elbows Keith in the face and he lets go of the sleeper hold. T-Bird grabs her throat coughing and she gets up to her feet and so does Keith. She swings at him with a right, but he grabs her arm and takes her down to the canvas. T-Bird lies face down and Keith seizes the opportunity and he locks in the double chicken wing from behind! CM: He has it locked it…OLD SCHOOL GENOCIDE!!! Referee Johnson asks T-Bird what she wants to do and she shakes her head no that she wont give up that easily, but she isn’t able to endure the pain that Keith is putting on her. She tries to move towards the ropes, but to no avail, she doesn’t have the strength to move Keith. There is only one thing left for her to do and she goes to give up, but she pushes herself back and breaks the submission hold. KR: She isn’t going to give up! T-Bird gets up to her feet and she shakes her arms off a bit trying to regain he sense of strength, Keith Williams comes at her but T-Bird swings around him and rolls him up! [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3!...YES![/align] CC: Here is your winner...T-BIRD! KR: T-Bird did it! DV: She upset 'Mr. Wrestling'! We find ourselves backstage now, right outside Slam! Commissioner Richard Markone’s office, and who else, but the “King of Slam!” Matt Impact, dressed in his usual royal attire, slowly opens up the door to enter the Commissioner’s office. As soon as the door opens, two SWAT members are seen on guard in front of the entrance way. Markone: Who is it? Impact is quick to answer as the SWAT quickly stand off guard when they see who it is. Impact: It’s me Richard. Markone: Ah, come on in Matt, or should I say, your majesty. Markone shows Impact the respect that Impact always believes he deserves. Inside the office, there are a few other SWAT members, and you see Orion Oldriod sitting down on a leather couch. Impact and Orion shake hands, as he then takes a seat down in a leather lounge chair in front of Markone’s desk. Markone: Anything I can do for you? Impact: Well, yeah, there is a little something you could do for me. Markone: You name it. Impact: I need you to make me special referee for tonight’s main event. Richard Markone quickly grows a bad look on his face as Impact continues. Impact: I mean, honestly, what would be better, than to see Jack Manson lose to Xtreme Kitten tonight, and for me, the future World Champion, to raise his hand in victory over the body of Jack? Markone starts shaking his head, ‘no’. Markone: I’m sorry Matt, as much as I would like to help you out with your request, I’m afraid I can’t. This match is a high profile match, both Xtreme Kitten and Jack Manson have been at each other’s throats for the past two weeks, and if I make you special referee, I would never hear the end of it from not only Jack Manson, but from Dr. Shultz too. Impact: Well then… Markone: But I’ll make you a deal, I’ll allow you to be a special commentator along side Kurt, Chip, and Dean, if you promise not to interfere in the match. Impact: Alright, that’ll do me well. Markone is expecting Impact to leave, but Impact still sits there and seems to be gathering some thoughts. Markone: Is that all? Impact: No, actually, I’ve been meaning to ask you, and I guess now is the best time, it seems you have no plans for who will face Jack Manson at Déjà Vu for the FIW World Championship, and you sure as hell know that the King of Slam!, Matt Impact, sells tickets to pay-per-views, so how about you letting me get my hands on that little bitch Jack Manson one-on-one? Markone jots some things down on a piece of paper on his desk before looking up and answering Impact. Markone: I can’t make any promises, but I’ll keep that in mind when officially booking the card for Déjà Vu. Impact: Alright then, but just remember this, if you want a new World Champion, just as much as I do, and if you want that has been of a wrestler to no longer be wrestling in any promotion ever again, you will trust me to do that at Déjà Vu, because you sure as hell know that when I’m mind set on leaving an impact, I do just that, and more. Markone: I know Matt, I know. But I give you my word, when booking the card for Déjà Vu I will keep that in mind. Impact: That’s all I ask. Impact stands up and shakes hands with the Commissioner before giving a high-five to Orion, and leaving the room, closing it behind him. KR: Wait, so Matt Impact is going to join us for the main event? DV: It looks like that. CM: Great, now I actually get a partner to announce with that knows about wrestling. DV: And, I can see Chip already has his hard on. CM: Shut it Dean! KR: What do you think when I say Tahal, Chip? CM: Jealous Indian that holds back others. DV: Well I think you'll see a difference in Maj tonight. KR: You'd better believe it. We saw a difference in Maj this week, but tonight he's out here doing Markone's dirty work. CM: He'll regret it. Even if he does face Kashmir, he'll never win. The lights in the arena suddenly turn to a mix of gold and red, as the sound of a helicopter goes over the P.A. system. The crowd erupts into cheers, as the tron starts to show highlights from the career of Maj Tahal. The song "Morning Glory" starts to play, with the build-up of the guitars blasting. Suddenly, out from the curtain walks the Panthera himself, Maj Tahal. The crowd cheer even more, as the song picks up. Behind Maj walks Crazy Sam. Maj grins, as he suddenly runs down the ramp, slapping hands on the way down. Sam follows him walking, smiling, but holding his foam gun close to him. KR: This crowd are ecstatic to see Maj here tonight! They seemed to have grown to love this new Maj, who in turn has grown to love them. CM: Makes you want to puke it's so cheesy, doesn't it? CC: This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Slam! International Championship! First, the challenger, making his way to the ring, accompanied by 'Crazy' Sam, weighing 245lbs, from Bombay, India, , MAJ "PATHERA" TAHAL! Maj slides into the ring, and gets up quickly as he runs to the far turnbuckle. He climbs it and looks out to the crowd, grinning. A stream of camera flashes comes onto Tahal as he stands looking out. He finally jumps down, and hands his jacket to Sam on the outside. Sam takes it, and keeps it safe, as Maj warms himself up in the ring ready for the match. The arena lights dim, as Korn’s here to Stay begins to play. [align=center]This time, taking it away I've got a problem, with me getting in the way[/align] Tomoko strolls out to a huge ovation from the crowd. She stands at the top of the ramp she looks around at the crowd and smirking slightly. She then raises both arms in a powerful pose. KR: And here's Maj opponent, the reigning Slam! International Champion, Tomoko. CM: Reigning? You mean she stole the title. KR: She never lost it. CM: Typical woman's excuse... She walks slowly down the ramp, looking intensely focused. [align=center]This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating. Anticipating, all the f**ked up feelings again.[/align] CC: And the opponent. She is the Slam! International Champion, weighing in at 140lbs, from Tokyo, Japan, TOMOKO ONAMARI She steps into the ring and walks to the centre and holds up both arms to a huge pop from the crowd. She walks to the corner and steps up on the middle turnbuckle and raises her arms. She steps down and stand on the spot, looking focused. She turns to look at Maj. They both stare at each other knowingly, as the lights go back up and the match bell rings to signal the start of the match. [align=center]DING DING DING[/align] Maj and Tomoko both start to circle the ring, looking at each other. The crowd are cheering split down the middle on who they want to win this match. Suddenly Maj lunges for Tomoko. She quickly dodges, and while Maj tries to regain his balance, she quickly goes for a snap suplex. Half way through the snap suplex, Maj start flailing his legs, and lands behind Tomoko on his feet. As soon as he does, he quickly hits a snap neckbreaker. Tomoko's neck snaps down, as Maj quickly gets up again. The crowd cheer, although they are still also rooting for Tomoko. Onamari gets to her feet quickly, and turns to Maj, who quickly goes for a clothesline. This time, Tomoko ducks. Maj turns around to recover, as Tomoko goes for a martial art style kick to the side of Maj. He blocks, as Tomoko then goes to kick the other side, which is blocked again. Tomoko is no shaken though, as she goes for a kick to the midsection, which Maj catches. Maj grins, but Tomoko suddenly hits an enziguri, knocking Tahal down. KR: Great Enziguri, there by Onamari! CM: Is this supposed to be torture? I guess I could enjoy watching TWO suck-ups kicking each other's asses... DV: Great to see you put a good light on everything. Tomoko gets herself up, and soon after that, Maj gets up too. But Tomoko's kick has made his a bit groggy, causing him to stumble backwards into the corner. Tomoko walks over, and starts firing hard kicks straight into Maj. He tries feebly to defend himself, but to no prevail. Left and right kicks hit Maj, causing major damage. She then suddenly lifts Maj onto the turnbuckle. The crowd start to cheer, sensing something risky, early into the match. But Maj suddenly kicks Tomoko in the jaw, sending her backwards. He stands up on the turnbuckle, as she turns to face him again. He suddenly jumps, flying through the air, and crashing down on top of Tomoko with a Crossbody, drilling her into the canvas. The crowd pop for this, as Maj stays on to try and get the quick, early pin. [align=center]1... 2... NO![/align] Tomoko kicks out right after the two count, not even giving the ref enough time to lift his hand back of the canvas to start the 3 count. She quickly slides herself from underneath Maj Tahal, and back to her feet. Maj also gets up quickly, and looks at Tomoko. Suddenly he charges at Tomoko, who's standing right by the ropes. He suddenly spears her, sending both of them through the middle rope, and crashing down onto the floor. The crowd go crazy for this, even though it apparently wasn't what Maj had planned to happen. KR: Oh my God! A Bhaia right through the ropes and crashing to the floor below! CM: That was a spear, not a Badiha or whatever you said. DV: Maj has his own name for that move, you know. CM: Listen, I don't care. I'm just enjoying two losers killing each other. It's like two birds with one stone. DV: You couldn't get one bird, never mind two, no matter how stoned you got them. Maj and Tomoko both roll on the outside in pain. Tomoko holds her back, while Maj tries to think of where he actually is. Finally, Maj crawls to the ring steps, and uses them to help himself up. He finally gets to his feet, to the pleasure of the crowd, and starts to make his way over to Tomoko, who is on all fours. Maj bends over, and grabs her hair, but she elbows his stomach as he does so. He lets go, and recoils back a bit, before going towards her again. He stands right behind her, when suddenly she rolls onto her back. She then suddenly flips her legs up past her head, and they wrap themselves on Maj's neck, before suddenly hitting a hurracarana on him from the floor. The strength of her legs makes Maj go flying over the top of her and land on his back down by her legs. The crowd cheer, as she slowly, using the barrier, gets up. Maj, now holding his back as well, starts to get to his feet also. She starts hitting hard "Tajiri style" kicks at Maj, making him stumble backwards, holding his hands up in self defence. Maj quickly slides into the ring though, to avoid anymore. He rolls to the center, and starts to pick himself up again. Tomoko, rather annoyed that Maj escaped so easily, climbs on the apron, and waits. Maj gets up, and turns around to face Tomoko, causing her to suddenly jump on the top rope and springboard off, making her fly straight towards Maj, and hit him with a picture perfect Tornado DDT. She spins him around and plants his heads straight into the canvas, making the crowd go crazy with excitement for her trademark move. KR: RISING SUN! CM: Yawn...OW! DV: Sorry, but you're hit-able. Tomoko rolls over onto Maj for a cover. [align=center]1... 2... NO![/align] Kickout after two by Maj. Tomoko, disappointed, gets up. She looks down at Maj, who starts to stir. Seeing she's in control, she suddenly heads for the turnbuckle. She scales it, and looks down at Maj, who still has not made much more movement than his arms changing position. She stands up on the turnbuckle, and looks out at the crowd, who cheer their support back to her. She suddenly dives off, going for a diving headbutt. She goes flying down right towards Maj, Maj as she does, Maj sits up. As Maj sits up, Tomoko lands straight into him. The two clash heads, knocking Maj back down, and taking out Tomoko in the process. The crowd's reaction is half amused and half confused. The ref's face tells the same face, as both lay down on the canvas clutching their foreheads. CM: A meeting of the minds, suicidal style! KR: What an unusual way of countering, and hitting that move. DV: That's got to hurt. I love it... The ref starts to the count to ten. [align=center]1... 2... 3... 4...[/align] Both start to stir now. The crowd chant the numbers along with the referee. [align=center]5... 6...[/align] Maj sits up, holding his head, while Tomoko is on all fours. She crawls over to the ropes. [align=center]7...[/align] Tomoko starts to use the ropes to helps her up, while Maj leans on his hands to give him leverage. [align=center]8... 9...[/align] Both wrestlers are now to their feet. Tomoko is still using the ropes, while Maj has groggily got to his feet. Tomoko starts to get herself into the center of the ring, but as she does, Maj suddenly with a speed, gets her in position for his "Shakti" STO. The crowd cheer as he does, but Tomoko quickly gets out of it, and changes it to hit a snap suplex. She starts to pull, but Maj gets his leg in between hers, to get enough leverage to stop her. He then suddenly grabs her waist, and lifts her up high, for a spinebuster. But as he does, she suddenly grabs his head, and brings him down quickly, to hit another DDT. The crowd pops after this string of counters. Maj's cranium takes yet another bashing, causing him to roll on the floor in pain as Tomoko gets up. KR: What an string of counters there from those two, ending with Maj's head taking another beating. DV: Brain damage is the word that pops to mind... CM: Yeah, you've suffered it enough! OW! DV: Again, hit-able. Tomoko looks down at Maj, and grabs his head. She slowly picks him up, but before she has him in her control again, Maj quickly grabs her, gets her arm in position, and takes her down with his "Shakti" STO. She gets hit with huge impact as she's nailed down onto the ring, and the crowd pop again, quite enjoying the fact that they can't lose, no matter who wins. Maj gets up, and quickly heads for the turnbuckle. The crowd get excited as he scales it. As he does, Crazy Sam shouts from ringside "BOMBAY NIGHTS!", causing the crowd to get even more excited. Maj grins, as he looks out to the crowd when finally getting to the top, when suddenly, a gong is heard over the PA System. The crowd suddenly boo, as the tron starts to show Prince Kashmir's entrance video. Maj jumps down from the turnbuckle, looking at the entrance way. "Born to Reign" plays over the speaks. [align=center]I believe in God I believe in destiny Not destiny in the sense of all of our exerts being pre-determined But destiny in the sense of our ability to choose Our ability to choose who we are and who we are supposed to be[/align] Suddenly, Prince Kashmir walks out of the entrance way grinning. Maj starts to shout at him, hurling Hindi abuse. Kashmir grins, as he slowly walks down to the ring, soon followed by the tired and abused looking Jayati Sita. She looks at Maj in despair. He stops shouting, and looks at Sita. He's then suddenly starts shouting even louder at Kashmir. The crowd also hurl insults and jeers to the Prince, who just enjoys it. Crazy Sam stands in front of the ring, snarling, holding up his CUNT, aimed straight at Kashmir. KR: Oh my God! It's the bastard himself! CM: It's the Prince, and he's looking great. Jayati though isn't but what can you expect? She's Maj's sister... Suddenly, the crowd beside the ring, start cheering immensely. The cameras turn, to reveal that is in fact Maj Tahal's father, Maboob Hussein, running down, followed by the prisoner that paid Manboob for his "services". Prince Kashmir is shown, his face shocked. Maj has a surprised grin on his face. They both jump the guard rail and go to the front of the ring. Kashmir starts to back off, as Manboob and the Prisoner stand beside Sam, who's also now grinning. KR: IT'S MAJ'S FATHER! THE TAHAL REUNION! DV: You do realise that Maj is the only one here that actually has kept his name Tahal... CM: Who cares about goddamn Tahal?! Kashmir's come to show Maj a lesson, and we've got a loon, a convict and a gigolo standing in his way! Where the hell is security?! The referee walks over to Maj. He grabs Maj so he can get on with the match, Maj is unaware that it's the ref, and suddenly hits an elbow straight to the face of Mark Jackson. Mark falls to the floor hold his face. Maj turns around, realising that he just struck the ref. He bends over to see if Mark's OK, secure in the knowledge that Kashmir is taken care of for now. Suddenly though, the prisoner punches Crazy Sam right in the face. Sam goes straight down! Maj doesn't realise, as Maboob and the prisoner slide into the ring. The crowd are shocked, and start screaming boos and jeers. Kashmir's face starts to grin again. Maj turns around, and suddenly is clotheslined straight down by his own father, Manboob. Jayati starts to scream in realisation. She scrambles to try and get to the ring, but Kashmir holds her back. Manboob and the prisoner start to stomp Maj viscously. Manboob then gets down on one knee and lays punches straight into the face of Maj, viciously. Jayati is still struggling with Kashmir. Kashmir suddenly pushes her down onto the ramp. She shouts something at him in Hindi. Suddenly, he hits Jayati right in the face! She screams as she lays on the ramp, crying, clutching he face. The crowd are even more disgusted, as they continue to through as much abuse as they can think at the Prince. KR: This is one of the most despicable sights I've ever seen on Slam! in all my career! Kashmir has Maj's own father attacking Tahal, while Kashmir himself hits his own girlfriend! CM: Not to mention that's Maj's sister! Kashmir is the best plan man ever! DV: Even I'm put off by this scene. But I'm still watching... Manboob stomps one last boot right into the face of Maj, before the two slide out of the ring. They walk up to Kashmir. He tells them something, and they suddenly grab either end of Jayati. She screams and start trying to kick, as they carry her up the ramp. Kashmir grins, as he follows. Before he walks back behind the curtain, turns to the audience, and cockily bows. The crowd boo louder than ever before and the woman beater. He grins more, as he turns, and walks backstage. Meanwhile in the ring, Tomoko has now risen. She is unaware of what has happened, but sees Maj is on the canvas, rolling, clutching his face in pain. She quickly decides to take advantage. She gets herself to the turnbuckle, and climbs to the top. The crowd are now booing her, but she doesn't take notice, as she suddenly goes flying off. She hits Maj with a hard body splash, and stays on for the pin. Mark Johnson looks up finally, and sees the pin. He crawls over, and starts to count. CM: KASHMIR IS A GENIUS! KR: This is disgusting! And now Tomoko is picking up the pieces, hitting her Onamari Splash! DV: You can't blame her, she never saw what happened. KR: I know that! It's just Kashmir! DV: Clam down, before you have a heart attack. [align=center]1... 2... 3!!![/align] KR: Tomoko retains! [align=center]DING DING DING[/align] CC: Here is your winner, and still Slam! International Champion, TOMOKO ONAMARI! Tomoko slowly gets up, as the ref goes to get the International belt, while "Here to Stay" by KoRn starts. She gets to her feet, and his handed the title. She holds it up high, as the crowd give her a mixed reaction. She decides to get out of the ring. As she does, Crazy Sam slowly slides into the ring. His eye is already swollen from where he was punched by the prisoner. He slowly crawls over to Maj, who we now see is bleeding from the nose, after the punches and stomps to the face from his father. Sam leans over Maj to see if he's alright, when he suddenly pushed back by Maj as he sits up. His face is angered as the blood drips down his face. Maj slowly gets up, with the help of Sam, as the crowd start to cheer him. Maj looks out to the crowd, before turning to Sam. He says something to Sam, and Sam nods agreeingly. The two then suddenly quickly make their way out of the ring. They make their way up the ramp, Maj limping. The pass Tomoko on the way, who goes to say something to Maj, but he doesn't hear. Both Maj and Sam go out of sight, while Tomoko turns to the crowd again, and holds her title up high, causing another load of cheers and boos. KR: Well Tomoko retains her title, but Maj Tahal suffered more than defeat. CM: He's not only lost this match, but his Dad too boot! DV: Was this all worth it, just to get his hands on Kashmir at Deja Vu? KR: Well for his sake, I hope so. [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] We go backstage into the office of the Commissioner Richard Markone. Markone is sat down, an elbow on his desk and a hand holding his head. The door bursts open, Maj Tahal and his Bodyguard Crazy Sam strides in. Markone grimaces as he stands up to greet the two guests as only he knows how. Markone: What do you want now?! Maj reaches across the desk and grabs Markone by his jacket, he's angry after his match only moments ago. Maj: I want to make sure that my pay-per-view match with Prince Kashmir is booked and locked. The Slam! Commissioner removes Tahal's hands from his jacket and stands up to the wrestler. Some of Maj's blood has got onto Markone's clothes and he wipes it off. Markone: Locked? Locked?! LOCKED?! How dare you come into my office and make...(stops talking) Markone stops talking as he eyes up Crazy Sam, Sam is developing a black eye and has his CUNT gun pointed towards Markone. Markone: You were supposed to win the match. Beat Tomoko Onamari, her own selfish pride would mean that she quit because she couldn't take two losses in a row on her return to active competition. You know how much Orion is starting to hate her. Maj: As if I care! Is my match booked or not? Markone: Oh you've got your match. Now get out of here before I have second thoughts. Maj and Crazy Sam go to leave the office, as they do Orion Oldriod's manager Tony Stark is walking in. Stark and Maj share a knowing glance before Maj leaves. Crazy Sam follows, his glance at Tony Stark is a menacing one. |
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KR: And now it's another Tactical Assault Championship Tournament match. Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron… [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] The lights in the arena go completely dark until the drum beat kicks in of “All About Us” by T.A.T.U. kicks in and at that very second, the entrance way, the ring, and the stage leading to the ring lights in a dark red color as Samantha Parker comes out from the entrance slowly followed by her boyfriend and client Joseph Lemieux. As the crowds’ boos grow loudly, Joseph stops in the entrance looking up through his S.W.A.T. gear helmet to the ceiling as the words from the song kicks in. [align=center]If… they… hurt… you… They… hurt… me… too…! So... we'll… rise... up… Won't stop, and it's all about, it's all about…[/align] Right before the chorus hits, Joseph Lemieux continues looking up through his helmet as white spark-pyros shoot from the top of the entrance way down to the ground, similar to Randy Orton’s entrance. Joseph continues to look up as the white sparks shoot down right in front of his face and Samantha Parker claps in front of the pyros on the stage. As the pyros commence, Joseph Lemieux finally looks forward and toward the ring as he begins to walk at a slow and steady pace to the ring and meets up with Samantha. As Joseph walks his baton sways back and forth in his hands, as does the rest of his riot gear that he is wearing. CC: The following contest is a quarterfinal match in the Tactical Assault Championship Tournament! Introducing first, he represents SWAT and is in the company of Samantha Parker! From Windsor, Ontario Canada, he weighs 194 pounds, THE KISS OF DEATH, JOOOOOOOSEEEEEEPH LEEEEEEMEEEEIUUUUX! [align=center]It's all about us, all about us! It's all about, all about us! All about us, There's a theme that they can't touch cause you know (us)! It's all about us, all about us! It's all about, all about us! All about us, We'll run away if we must don't ya know, It's all about us (it's all about us)! It's all about us (it's all about us)! And no one can touch, it's all about us, it's all about us![/align] With the red lights still on in the arena, Joseph continues his way down the ring followed by Samantha. As he reaches the ring, Joseph slides under the bottom rope, and then stands up running toward the opposite ropes as he jumps up and down on them Edge style, and points to the crowd with his baton to draw some jeers. Then, Joseph goes back over to the ropes where he came into the ring, where Samantha Parker is standing, and he, in such a cool and fashionable way, whips his baton around, as the lights come back on in the arena. Joseph then gives his baton, helmet, vest, pants, and any other riot gear to his girlfriend . He then jumps around, getting pumped up for his match in the ring, no longer wearing his riot gear, but wearing what was under it all, his black wrestling shorts that say “SWAT” on them, his kneepads, boots, and the white tape wrapped around his wrists and hands. He then leans in the corner near Samantha, and plays with his shoulder length hair until the match begins. KR: Lemeiux looks ready to go, but he’s got to be annoyed that Toan cost his team the six man tag match last week. There wasn’t much he could do about it though, considering Prime buried him with the Authority Bomb. CM: How objective, fair and balanced of you to say that Kurt. You really showed professionalism with that last comment. And let me counter with an equally professional comment. Nightmare is going to get absolutely flattened by the Kiss of Death tonight, just like he did in Portland. DV: Both of you kindly fuck off. This is a tournament, it’s all about competition! I think that regardless of the SWAT and Orchid at ringside, the Portland debacle, all that bullshit, Nightmare and Joseph Lemeiux are going to have a phenomenal match. The lights cut suddenly as two blood-red spotlights focus on the titantron where the Slipknot tribal S has appeared in front of the Neverwinter Eye, both in interchanging purple and red. After a few moments we can hear a familiar voice arrive over the titantron.. [align=center]MONDAY NIGHT SLAM... WE ALL.. GOT LEFT... BEHIND..[/align] The crowd absolutely erupts as "Left Behind" begins to pound the speakers, the vicious tribal beat of the drums being accompanied by pulsing red and purple strobes all over the stage as the titantron now shows clips of a certain purple-clad wrestler's acheivements here in FIW, making the fans all the more rabid to see their hero. Smoke has now filled the stage as well, and here comes the first verse.. [align=center](I've known) Faces that have disappeared in time Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime (All my) Friends have pictures made to make you cry I've seen this and wondered what I've dont to CALCIFY!![/align] Finally, Nightmare steps out of the smoke onto the stage alongside Orchid, to a thunderous cheer, staring down the rampway toward the ring with a firey look of intensity in his deep green eyes. Both are illuminated by the purple and red strobes until Orchid whispers something into Nightmare's ear which starts their trek towards the ring, Nightmare's coat flowing behind him. CC: On his way to the ring, in the company of Orchid, he hails from Portland, Oregon and weighs 275 pounds...THIS! IS! NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTMAAAAAAARE! [align=center](I IGNORE YOU) As I close my eyes I FEEL IT ALL SLIPPING AWAY! (I COME TOWARD YOU!) We all got left behind WE LET IT ALL SLIP AWAY![/align] Once they reach the ring, Nightmare grabs the top rope and easily hoists himself onto the apron, then reaches a hand down to help Orchid onto the apron. They enter the ring together, Nightmare going to one corner and raising the devil horns to the crowd to a very loud response as per usual, he repeats this taunt on all four corners with Orchid cheering him on till he gets to the center of the ring, handing her his coat, and getting some last minute instructions from her and a hug in return before she exits to the outside, leaving Nightmare to await his opponent in the center of the ring with the same fire-like intensity in his eyes as "Left Behind" fades away. KR: Nightmare is riding a huge wave of momentum going into this contest, he’ll be looking to end it quickly so that Lemeiux can’t get to the ropes and go to the air. As per usual right before the bell rings, Lemeiux is talking trash to Nightmare, being the arrogant son of a gun that he is. Nightmare doesn’t say anything back, not wanting to incur the wrath of the referee, and locks up with Lemeiux once the bell rings. They struggle for a moment and Nightmare immediately shoves Lemeiux backward, not onto the ground though as Lemeiux was too close to the ropes, but the ropes do shake with the velocity of Night’s shove. DV: Lemeiux is definetly not going to win the game of power against Nightmare. I’ve been in there with Nightmare before a couple times, his strength is not something to fuck around with. Lemeiux comes back forward, visibly offended by Nightmare’s one upsmanship and smacks him a good one right across the face! He applies a standing side headlock after the display of non sportsmanship and really wrenches down on it, trying to make Nightmare pay for showing him up. He switches it up into an armbar, keeping Nightmare on one knee on the mat, and really tightens it in there until a gut shot from Nightmare’s free hand stops Lemeiux’s assault, Nightmare keeps it low with another bodyblow to the gut and then goes up high with a shot to the face, backing Lemeiux into the corner. CM: Lemeiux could get a chance to come back here, even after Nightmare got away with two blatant low blows.. KR: Are you watching the same match, Chip? Those shots were legal, square in the breadbasket! Nightmare whips Lemeiux off into the ropes, but, Lemeiux springboards up and comes flying back with a textbook moonsault (I’m serious, you look in the book under ‘moonsault’ and it will show that very picture), crashing chest-to-chest with Nightmare and sending both men down! Lemeiux follows up by springboarding again off the near second rope and coming down with a legdrop across Nightmare’s throat! He covers quickly.. [align=center]1.. 2.. Nightmare powers out![/align] Lemeiux picks up Nightmare and laces him with a hard chop, the sound of it echoing off the walls of the Staples Center. Lemeiux follows up with two more, backing Nightmare eeever so slowly into the corner, and doubles Night over with a kick to the gut. Joseph sends Nightmare across to the other corner and comes flying in with a Stinger Splash-type move but Nightmare scoots out of the road, making Joseph land unceremoniously chest first on the upper corner, Nightmare catches Joseph as he makes a turn and powers him up into the air, military-press style! He brings Joseph to the center of the ring, not staggering a bit and slams him to the mat, to a loud response from the capacity crowd! KR: That is strength, fans! CM: Please, Nightmare’s got about a hundred or so pounds over him! You don’t need to have a heart attack every time he picks somebody up. DV: Can YOU pick up a 194 pound man, especially one built like Joseph Lemeiux is as easily as Nightmare just did? CM: … DV: Case rested. On with the match. Joseph comes up, making that unceremonious dash all wrestlers do when they take a slam and come back to their feet, but Nightmare’s good buddy Lariat is waiting for him, knocking him right on his Canadian ass! Another lariat makes ass meet canvas for the second time, and seeing no good coming of this clothesline combo the Kiss of Death attempts an armdrag, connecting but not able to maneuver into an armbar like he wants to because as soon as Nightmare hits the mat he scoots and moves, getting to his stomach and making Joseph have to reset himself which gives Nightmare time to pull his arm down and flip Joseph onto the mat, pulling back in a cross armbreaker submission! Lemeiux, swearing VERY loudly in French because of getting caught in this predicament, squirms towards the ropes, Tommy Owens in his face asking for the submission. DV: Wow, someone needs to censor Lemeiux, he is cussing up a storm down there. CM: Well, you would too if you had some big idiot like Nightmare trying to break your arm! Lemeiux finally gets his right foot hooked into the ropes, Tommy Owens calling for the break as Nightmare does so cleanly, dragging Lemeiux back out into the center of the ring. He picks Lemeiux up to his knees but Lemeiux scores a sight-unseen eye poke, staggering Nightmare back and allowing Lemeiux to spring off the ropes behind Nightmare, and tornado DDT him into the mat! Orchid looks concerned, as Lemeiux makes the cover! KR: Did you see his head bounce! CM: I did! Wasn’t it great?! [align=center]1… 2… KICKOUT![/align] KR: Nightmare still had the presence of mind to make the kickout even after Lemeiux drilled him with that DDT! DV: That is a definite sign Nightmare wants this TAC bad! Orchid claps for Nightmare’s toughness as Lemeiux scoops him up and applies a sleeper hold, tightening really hard on Nightmare’s thick neck. Nightmare instead of flailing, remains calm, remains still as Lemeiux cranks on the hold, making Nightmare involuntarily jerk his arm to the side. Orchid begins to slap the side of the mat that she’s closest to, trying to get her new boyfriend to fight back somehow, Lemeiux keeps the pressure on and the referee begins his check. CM: Choked out by the Kiss of Death! This’ll be poetic justice! It falls ONCE! It falls TWICE! It falls…. NOT THRICE! Nightmare’s arm stays aloft and begins to shake, as do the walls of this great arena as he fights his way to his feet, Lemeiux still having the sleeper applied, Nightmare fires a hard elbow into his gut, another breaks the hold, Night whips Lemeiux into the ropes and ducks a clothesline, catching Lemeiux on the rebound with a powerslam!! He hooks the leg for a desperate cover.. [align=center]1.. 2.. KICKOUT! [/align] Lemeiux rolls away from the pin dazed, as Nightmare, visibly winded, pulls him up and pushes him into the corner, landing a headbutt to the chest. He follows this up by whipping Lemeiux to the far corner, Lemeiux jumps up on the top rope instead of hitting it and goes to fly back with a cross body block, but Nightmare moves making Lemeiux hit nothing but canvas and spring up to his feet clutching his stomach in severe pain, allowing Nightmare to grab Lemeiux and hurl him over with a belly to belly suplex, landing Lemeiux right on the back of his head! Nightmare rolls into another cover.. [align=center]1.. 2.. CLOSE KICKOUT![/align] KR: Nightmare is trying to put the match away right here! Nightmare picks up Lemeiux, his movements getting more rapid and whips Lemeiux into the corner, but Lemeiux gets his foot up when Nightmare charges in, sending the big man staggering back allowing Lemeiux to rush in, grabbing Nightmare’s head and connecting with a running DDT! He rolls off of him before he can make the pin and drags Nightmare over to the corner, going to the top rope. DV: He’s taking a real risk here! CM: Finish him, Joseph! Lemeiux stands up fully and takes off with a beautiful looking Shooting Star Press, landing solidly on Nightmare’s knees! Lemeiux taking more punishment to his torso rolls away kicking his legs in pain, Nightmare gets to his feet, visibly tired by the punishment he has taken so far, and comes looking for a big boot but Lemeiux ducks it, Nightmare fires himself off the ropes and throws a hard lariat which Lemeiux also ducks, on the rebound Lemeiux cracks Nightmare across the face with a spinning wheel kick! Lemeiux sits there for a moment, grinning at his work, and crawls into a cover. KR: It connects, and Lemeiux could have it! [align=center]1.. 2… 3? YES! NO!!! Nightmare kicked out![/align] CM: Shit! DV: What is it gonna take for Lemeiux to put him away here!? Lemeiux sits up on his knees, wondering the exact same thing then shouts something to Samantha Parker, who begins to whisper frantically to one of the SWAT men as Lemeiux picks Nightmare up. The SWAT man nods, apparently taking orders from Samantha and turns around, primed and ready as Lemeiux prepares to shoot Nightmare across the ring, while another SWAT man has the ref sufficiently distracted, the first SWAT jumps onto the apron with his nightstick ready but Nightmare reverses the whip and Lemeiux crashes into the SWAT soldier! Joseph stumbles back as the soldier is knocked off the apron, the other soldier being forcefully told to jump down by Tommy Owens as Nightmare pumphandles Lemeiux and hoists him up…CATACLYSM! CM: FUCK THAT! THAT’S A DISQUALIFICATION! KR: The ref didn’t see it and if he had the one disqualified should have been Lemeiux! Nightmare makes the cover.. [align=center]1.. 2.. 3! *DING DING DING*[/align] DV: NIGHTMARE GETS A TRIP TO THE SEMI FINALS! Nightmare rolls off of him, arms raised in victory as “Left Behind” rages over the speakers, the crowd rocking in the aisles over the dramatic triumph as Orchid leaps into the ring, happy that her man has won. CC: Here is your winner, advancing to the TAC Semi-Finals…NIGHTMAAAAAAAAAAAREEEEE! Nightmare hops up on the buckle, showing the devil horns to the crowd as Orchid says something barely heard to the cameraman about “two down, two to go” as Nightmare climbs off the turnbuckle, leaving with his new girlfriend to celebrate with the rest of the Maggot Korps as the SWAT men check on Joseph Lemeiux, Samantha Parker staring angrily down the rampway at the Prince of Pain who gives her another devil horn taunt before disappearing backstage. CM: I’m gettin’ pretty damn sick of Nightmare winning! He shouldn’t have even had that match, Lemeiux had it won! KR: It’s a measure of revenge for Lemeiux’s screwjob at Vendetta and in Portland, Nightmare deserved every bit of this hard-fought victory and will now face T-Bird or Keith Williams for a spot in the very finals. Can you imagine Sean Madrox vs Nightmare? That’ll be huge. CM: That’s IF Sean can beat Kashmir or Orion Oldriod next week. My money says it’s not happening. KR: Considering your luck with predicting this thing, Nightmare might wind up winning the whole thing! Madrox could too, anything can happen on Monday Night Slam! [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] As we come back from the commercial break, Hutch’s grinning face is on the screen. He winks, and spreads his arms open, in his traditional gesture. Hutch: Greetings! He turns to his right, where a soft drinks machine stands. He reaches into his pocket and rustles through to get some change as he talks. Hutch: So Hutch finally gets some interview time, huh? This is the part where I turn around, and I accept the Sexual Water Pistol’s challenge of a steel cage match? None of his “crew” at ringside, just me, and him, for the International Championship. Hutch rubs his chin, studying the machine. The choice of drink appears to be a tough decision for him. In the end, he settles on a bottle of water, and presses the button. The machine rumbles, and the drink falls. Hutch puts his hand into the slot, gets his drink, and cracks it open, taking a long deep pull. He smiles, lets an “Ahhh” so theatrical you’d expect he was paid by the water company to do it, the returns his grin to the camera. Hutch: No. His grins drops, and he holds the cameras gaze. He shakes his head. Hutch: Don’t get me wrong Billy-Boy, at the Pay Per View, there will be Hutch vs. Bill Kuri-yamaha, but it won’t be inside a steel cage. Hutch hops onto a stage crate behind him, and kicks his legs like a child, not able to touch the floor. He shrugs, then the grin returns. Hutch: You see, someone else is having a steel cage-y type thing that’s been signed for weeks, and there’s just no room above the ring for two cages! So, as I went to get the contract done up, CEO Shultz stopped me. Hutch’s eyes widen, and he nods his head a bit more than is necessary. Hutch: Yup, I’ve been talking to the top dog! El Numero Uno, Da Boss…… And he told me his new stipulation for our match but he wants me to keep quiet about it because you'll find out tomorrow night on TNT. Hutch winks. Hutch: To be honest Bill Yamaha, I like this stipulation. It could be anything Bill, and if there’s anything I’m good at, it’s unpredictability. The first ever Cages of Destiny Match, no-one knew what to expect. Certainly no-one would have expected that the first pinfall would have eliminated the World Champion, and seen yours truly start his second reign as the Champ. Fair enough, the Champion at the time was Nightmare, so it wasn’t particularly a challenge. Go back even further, and see “The Test”, a multi person battle royale featuring the entire roster…. No-one knew what to expect, and look who won that! Hutch thumps himself on the chest, then leans in closely. Hutch: See, I assure you that this match is something good, something that’s never been seen in FIW before. And personally, I can’t wait. See, it gives me an opportunity to do something I’ve been wanting to do for so long……….. Hutch clenches his fists, and stares at them, determined. His gaze flicks up to the camera, and he raises an eyebrow. He chuckles, and points at the camera. Hutch: You think I mean fight you? Bill, don’t flatter yourself. I’m Hutch. The King of Charisma, The past, the present, and the future of this industry. I’m sorry Billy, but this isn’t a personal vendetta. This is business. Hutch’s serious expression cracks. He never can do the serious hard man act for very long. He laughs. Hutch: See Bill Hyundai, you have something I want. I’ll give you three guesses…. The first clue is it’s shiny, silver, and is probably sitting on your shoulder right now. My first attack on you wasn’t an accident. I needed to grab your attention. What better way than delivering The Slice of Fried Gold to both YOU, and your little lady friend AT THE SAME TIME? Hutch mimes hitting his finishing move in thin air. Halfway through, a though occurs to him, and he turns back to the camera. Hutch: Now don’t think I was put up to this by my General Manager. I’m not Toan, doing it because the boss-man said so. I’m doing this for me. I couldn’t care whether the International Title is a Slam title, or a TNT title. All I know is I want it. I need it. Holding it would establish me as the first ever Grand Slam Champion in Slam history, further confirming my place in history as the best there has ever been. You’re not a thorn in my side Bill, you’re a roadblock on the road to immortality. And I will do anything, and I mean anything to knock you down. Hutch hops off the box, and walks towards the camera. This is the most serious we have seen Hutch in a long time, and you can see the hunger in his eyes, the pain and torment usually concealed by the arrogance. For a second, there’s a hint of the Gollum about him, desperate for the One ring. Hutch: So you’ll have to see what’s arranged. Whether I have to beat you by knockout, submission, by retrieving MY title from above the ring, or by pinfall, rest assured I will do it. I need to do it. You know, Kurt Royle has been saying you’ve got in my head. I’m enough of a man to admit that you have. So you sent a message to me on TNT this week? Yeah, I get it. The Kuriyama Kick is deadly. Not everyone can hit it, as I found out last week. I like the move Bill. So quick. So deadly. It can come out of nowhere. But so can this. In one fluid motion, Hutch hops toward the camera causing it to fall to the floor in a heap. We hear a scream from someone passing by, and after a few seconds, the camera begins to move. We see Hutch’s face, and his arm underneath us. He grins a cold grin, and turns the camera around, to show a man in a shirt with “FIW CAMERA MAN” on the back laid face down on the concrete, not moving. The camera turns back around and Hutch stares deep into the lens. He smiles, but the smile is different, none of his usual humour. Just a cold, sick smile. He raises an eyebrow. Hutch: How’s that….. For a Slice of Fried Gold. Hutch takes a gulp of water, and blows it into the lense, clouding it. He drops the camera to the floor, and we hear his footsteps as he walks away. Hutch: I’ll be seeing you Bill. Seeing you real soon. KR: That was Hutch with a message for Bill Kuriyama and before this next match we're heading off backstage to see Jeff Noon standing by with 'The Oracle'. CM: This should be good! Jeff Noon and Orion Oldriod are standing in front of a steel mesh fence with the Slam! logo spray painted on it. Noon: Orion, you are moments away from your second Extreme Chaos Championship defence and Prince Kashmir hasn't been seen all week. Any last words from you? Oldriod is dressed to compete, his title belt fastened around his waist and he's bouncing from foot-to-foot. His focus isn't on Noon, it isn't on the camera either. He is looking off-camera, focused on the match to come. Orion: I don't give a damn about where he's been. This is MY title on MY show in MY tournament. By the time this whole thing is over, I'll have two titles and it only will get better after that. Noon: If you win this match, you meet Sean Madrox in the semi-finals. Have you even thought about him? Orion: Not yet, but he'll have my full attention as soon as Prince Kashmir is out of the way. I've beaten Madrox before and I'm still better than he is. Nothing has changed. But Sean, if you are watching...make sure you take notes about how everybody pays, the Orion way. Oldriod pushes Jeff Noon out of his way and starts walking towards the gorilla position as we switch back to ringside. CM: Strong words from the Extreme Chaos Champion. DV: Yeah, he talks tough but this ain't gonna be no walk in the park. There's a very real possibility that he could lose that ECC tonight. CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to be officiated under Extreme Chaos Rules and is a Quarter-Final Match in the Tactical Assault Championship Tournament! A gong sounds, the arena suddenly goes quiet… [align=center]I believe in God I believe in destiny Not destiny in the sense of all of our exerts being pre-determined But destiny in the sense of our ability to choose Our ability to choose who we are and who we are supposed to be[/align] The crowd start to boo as Prince Kashmir enters the arena and stands on the stage, followed by an Indian woman who scatters rose petals behind him as he walks. He taunts on the stage, waving his Indian flag. [align=center]I was born to reign Point blank My name to be etched in stone My destiny pre-ordained Tryin’ to live righteous[/align] Kashmir moves down the ramp quickly, still followed by the Indian woman. Kashmir hands her the flag and climbs into the ring via the steps, the Indian woman gives him back the flag above the middle rope, which he takes into the ring and waves, before handing it back to the Indian woman and begins stretching, waiting for the match to begin. CC: Introducing first, from New Delhi India...PRINCE KASHMIR! CM: Kash in the ring ready to go but he's taking on one of the best around right now... The lights in the arena suddenly turn to a mix of gold and red, as the sound of a helicopter goes over the P.A. system. The crowd erupts into cheers, as the tron starts to show highlights from the career of Maj Tahal. The song "Morning Glory" starts to play, with the build-up of the guitars blasting. Suddenly, out from the curtain walks the Panthera himself, Maj Tahal. CM: That's not sirens! That's not Orion! It's Maj! KR: Maj Tahal is out here! The crowd cheer even more, as the song picks up. Behind Maj walks Crazy Sam. Maj grins, as he suddenly runs down the ramp, slapping hands on the way down. Sam follows him walking, smiling, but holding his foam gun close to him. Kash looks at the extreme referee Fuzz but Fuzz shrugs his shoulders not sure what's happening. CC: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by 'Crazy' Sam, weighing 245lbs, from Bombay, India...MAJ "PATHERA" TAHAL! Maj takes off his jacket and throws it down to the ground before Prince Kashmir comes out of the ring to meet him at the bottom of the ramp! CM: Here we go! KR: Forget Orion versus Kashmir, these two just want to get it on! DV: Talk about a personal rivalry! Former team-mates, former best friends are now gonna get it on! Prince Kashmir and Maj Tahal meet at ringside, immediately they tie up and each man tries to hammer the other with hard rights! They jump into a fist-fight, both men grabbing the other around the back of their head to leave a hand free to nail him with! An exchange of hard rights follow, both men just unloading on their former team-mate before Maj starts to gain the advantage! He lands four successive shots without reply before he takes Kashmir into the barricade! KR: It had to happen, Tahal versus Kashmir in a full on brawl! CM: These two absolutely detest each other! Maj has Prince Kashmir doubled over alongside the barricade and he hammers down on his back with several clubbing forearms! Maj then brings him away from the barricade and across the protective mats to the ring apron, where Kash's head gets rammed into the ring mat! Tahal shoves Fuzz away from him as he launches kicks into Kashmir. Tahal takes him back to the barricade and whips him hard into it, Kash's torso smacks off the steel as the crowd are now cheering for Maj! DV: This is all legal remember, Kashmir versus Orion in an ECC Rules match means this interference is legal! Prince Kashmir tries to get away, escaping and sliding into the ring. Maj follows him, also sliding into the ring to find Kashmir staggering across the ring. Kashmir turns around and gets SPEARED down by Maj Tahal! Tahal stays on top to pepper down on him with hard punches as the Prince does his best to cover up. Kashmir manages to shove him off and he gets up dazed looking for the safety of the ropes but Maj jumps on him to apply a rear naked choke! CM: He's trying to choke Prince Kashmir out! KR: I'm sure he wishes that was the man's entire career! Maj wraps his legs around Kash's waist and wrenches back, pulling him down to the mat. Tahal squeezes as much as he can as Kashmir squirms to try and escape. Kash manages to wrap his feet around the bottom rope and he manages to prise Maj's arms from around his head. Kash drops out of the ring, he's looking for a breather but Maj comes straight out! Tahal grabs him by his hair to slam a knee into Kashmir's head before rolling him into the ring. Tahal again follows and he finds Kash in the corner. DV: Prince Kashmir needs to find somewhere that Maj isn't. KR: If you're tuning in right now and you're expecting to see Orion Oldriod versus Kashmir, then we do apologise. Maj unloads yet again, driving his knee into Kash and landing more hard clubbing shots to the top of his head as Kashmir cowers in the corner. Fuzz tries to break it up one more time but he only succeeds in stopping Tahal's attack long enough for Kashmir to grab his hair and hand a headbutt on his former partner. Maj stumbles back holding his head. Kashmir comes out of the corner and grabs Tahal, to toss him over the top rope...Tahal lands on the apron! Kashmir runs against the opposite ropes to build momentum before knocking Tahal off the apron with a KESARI! KR: Kashmir with a sidekick to his jaw! DV: That knocked him all the way from the apron to the floor! Kash jumps down out of the ring. He picks up a groggy Tahal and takes him to the ringpost where Maj's head slams off the post. Kashmir then gets underneath him to roll him back into the ring. Kashmir slides in after him and he takes Tahal over with a hiptoss takedown. Tahal is back up but clotheslined down quickly. Kashmir prepares for a big move as Maj is getting back up but Tahal launches into the air with a FLYING SPINNING HEEL KICK! CM: Kash! KR: Maj Tahal leaping into the air for a big spinning kick to knock down Kashmir! Both men are down now, Maj suffering from being taken into the ringpost and Kashmir needs to recover from the spinning heel kick. With both men down...sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron… [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his wrestling attire and a black Slam! t-shirt. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking down at the ring. KR: Oh you are kidding me! DV: With Kashmir down, now he makes his entrance. [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] Orion quickly heads down the entrance ramp, taking his belt off from around his waist and he tosses it aside before sliding into the ring. Orion finds Kashmir still down with Maj Tahal starting to get up. Orion picks up Kashmir and slams a knee into his gut before hooking him up...DDT! [align=center]1! 2! MAJ PULLS ORION OFF KASH![/align] CM: What was that?! KR: Maj just saved Kashmir from getting beat! Orion and Maj Tahal square up! Orion asking what the hell he's just done and Tahal pushes Oldriod aside to get a series of stomps in on Kash before Orion spins him around. Oldriod questions Maj Tahal again and gets a punch in the face for his troubles! DV: I worked it out! Maj doesn't want this match to end because then he'd have to stop fighting Kashmir! KR: That's right Dean and now Tahal is fighting with Orion! Tahal backs Orion to a corner and he launches into him with hard kicks to the gut. Kashmir is recovering behind him in the ring, Maj lifts Orion up onto his shoulders and Prince Kashmir is up onto his feet. Kashmir runs against the ropes as Tahal is in position in the centre of the ring...SATYAMEVA JAYATE! KR: Hey! That's the old Arabian Knights finisher on Oldriod! Prince Kashmir stands up and turns around straight off delivering the tag team finisher and Maj blasts him a SHAKTI! STO! Maj then drags Kash along the mat into position before Tahal goes to a corner and climbs to the top rope...BOMBAY NIGHTS! KR: That's a 630 Senton! Maj seems to have hurt himself delivering the move and Tony Stark jumps into the ring. He quickly rolls Orion over and places his arm on Prince Kashmir for Fuzz to make the count... [align=center]1! 2! 3![/align] CC: Here is your winner, advancing to face Sean Madrox next week and STILL Extreme Chaos Champion...ORION OLDRIOD! Orion is taken from the ring, helped by his manager Stark and he is handed his belt. Back in the ring Maj uses the ropes to pull himself up and he mounts Kashmir, driving his fist straight into Kashmir's face! CM: All right it's over now! Crazy Sam is taking care of the Extreme Official Fuzz by keeping him trapped in a corner as Maj Tahal continues his assault with stomps and kicks to the head of Prince Kashmir. As Orion and Stark disappear backstage several security team members pour out onto the stage, they start running to the ring. The security enter the ring to separate Maj and Kash, Tahal dragged off his former tag team partner despite Maj still trying to get at him! [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] |
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The announcer’s table is shown before the next match begins, and seen at the table is the self proclaimed King of Slam!, Matt Impact sitting next to Chip Martin. CM: Your majesty, it is great to have you here sitting next to me to help me announce this next match. KR: I wish I could say the same. MI: Shut it Kurt, well Chip, it is a true honor to be sitting next to Slam!’s best announcer myself. CM: You here that Dean, the King of Slam! is honored to be next to me! DV: Sheesh. CC: The following match is the main event of the evening and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first A low hum sound comes from the speakers and soon a guitar begins to play with sound effects in the background, drums and the sound steel begin hammered comes in at around thirty seconds. Xtreme Kitten appears from behind the curtain as the drums come in; Lucy is following Kitten as she holds onto her large steel chain which as usual is attached to a collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck. Xtreme Kitten stomps on the metal stage in time with the beat of the hammer, he stays on the stage stomping until percussion drops out, Kitten snaps to an attention like pose. I clench my teeth and realize My world is so near its demise A dying sun in a poisonous sky Stinging my eyes Burning with contempt and conflict The percussion comes back with the vocals but the steel sound is gone. Xtreme Kitten starts to walk down the ramp as the above verse is performed. Xtreme Kitten and Lucy stop at ring side. As of now I am a tool Of severe impact Xtreme Kitten begins to move as the steel sound comes back, he once again stomps with the sound. CC: From Shoal Bay, New South Wales, he weighs in at two hundred and fifty five pounds, he is a record breaking three time tag team champion, he is... XTREME KITTEN! Lucy leads Xtreme Kitten around the ring towards the announcers table but they stop near the ring stairs as the music drops out, the bass booms, the music comes back and Xtreme Kitten and Lucy head up the stairs. I clench my fist and visualize The blood that is spilled is our own I open wide my bloodshot eyes Count the dead A result of dysfunction Lucy undoes the collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck during the verse, the music is cut, Lucy hopes off the apron, Xtreme Kitten steps into the ring and goes to his corner ready to start the match. CC: And his opponent The lights in the arena dim and drums beat from all around as strobe lights begin to flicker about the stage. A just audible whisper comes over the PA system which beckons the attention of everyone to the top of the stage. [align=center]Can you feel that? Oh, Shit…[/align] Guitars kick in as the strobe lights get faster and smoke begins to fill the stage. By now the crowd is fully aware of who is going to burst onto that stage and they begin to cheer. Suddenly, David Drainman screams and pyros explode all over the stage and ramp. [align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah[/align] Jack then bursts through the curtains from backstage and through the thick smoke from the pyros and fog machines. He stops at the top of the ramp and raises the double bird as fans cheer him wildly. [align=center]Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel Will you give in to me? It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me Will you give in to me?[/align] Manson slides into the ring and staggers around the ring flipping everyone in sight off as he makes his way around all the ropes. [align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah Oah Oah Oah Oah Oah Oah[/align] Manson then heads down the ramp as the lyrics to the song begin to play. He slaps his hand out at nearby fans as they lean over the guard railing trying to score a touch of the former GM. CC: From Seattle, Washington, he weighs in at two hundred and eight pounds, he is the current reigning F.I.W. World Champion... JACK MANSON! Jack raises his arms in the center of the ring and belts out loud growling scream. [align=center]Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes Oh no there is no turning back now You've woken up the demon….. IN ME!!!!!![/align] Explosions burst from all corners of the ring in a domino effect starting from the announce booth side and then cascading up the ramp and from left to right on the stage. Before Manson can go to his corner Xtreme Kitten rushes out of his knees him in the stomach, the referee calls for the bell. [align=center]Ding Ding[/align] KR: And just like that the match starts. CM: Xtreme Kitten has been waiting for this for a long time, you didn't think he was going to sit and wait for the official to explain things he's heard hundreds of times before? KR: Honestly I did. MI: That’s because you’re an asshole Kurt. CM: Ha, ha, good one Matt. Xtreme Kitten steps to the side as Manson doubles over from the unexpected attack. XK grabs Manson's head and brings his knee up into his face, Xtreme Kitten holds Jack and knees him in the face a second time before throwing his head back and slamming him to the mat with the mat slam. Xtreme Kitten looks over at Lucy and then blinds swings a kick, the top of his boot connects with Manson's face as he was getting up, the crack of roof of the shoe hitting Jack can be heard in the cheap seats. Xtreme Kitten turns to Jack slowly and looks at him as he gets up, Xtreme Kitten moves into kick Jack but the champion rolls away and gets to his feet before Xtreme Kitten tries again. Xtreme Kitten runs towards Jack, Manson dashes forward a few steps and swings for a clothesline but Xtreme Kitten ducks under and hits the ropes behind the champion on the rebound XK is knocked to the mat by a shoulder block, Jack wastes no time and picks Xtreme Kitten up. Jack punches at the side of Xtreme Kitten's head for a moment before setting up for a back suplex, Jack stalls at the height of the lift partially lets go of Xtreme Kitten and hooks one of his legs back and drops down to one knee, Xtreme Kitten bounces off of Manson's knee and clutches his left leg. KR: We started out with Xtreme Kitten taking the fight to Jack but things have changed quickly. DV: Hardcore Pussy doesn't stand a chance in the match but he's lucky. KR: Lucky? DV: Lucky I'm confined to this chair otherwise I'd drag him kicking and screaming into the Extreme Chaos environment. MI: I guess we’re lucky you’re a cripple then. DV: CRIPPLE!? You son of a bitch, don’t think I’d get up from this chair and smack you across your cocky face. MI: Try me *South Park expression* TIMMAH! Jack grabs the left foot of Xtreme Kitten, he spins around the leg and is ready to fall down into a kneebar but he stalls to taunt XK for a second before throwing himself back. The referee gets down and asks Kitten if he wants to quit, the answer is “no”. Jack pulls back hard on the submission trying to get his opponent to tap out. Xtreme Kitten fights the pain and sits up, Xtreme Kitten grabs the right foot of Jack and tries to unhook it from the around his leg, he gets some progress before Manson wrenches his leg harder then before, Xtreme Kitten drops back in pain. The referee checks again but still the answer is no. Xtreme Kitten fights against the pain again and sits up he doesn't try the same thing twice, this time he starts laying in hammer style shots into the right knee and lower quad, after four or five strikes Jack lets go of the hold and rolls away holding his leg. Both contestants have get up a little ginger: XK more so then Jack Manson. CM: For a second there I thought Xtreme Kitten would have to give up, which would be a bad thing. DV: Why? CM: Because then we wouldn't get to see if Xtreme Kitten can make Jack a cripple. MI: Why would you want that Chip, then he’d have to sit next to his cripple boyfriend. CM: Ha! DV: Say it one more time punk, say it! MI: *laughing* IT! Jack Manson throws a punch, Xtreme Kitten steps into it, Xtreme Kitten is rocked a bit but stays standing, Jack steps back then makes a small dash and swings for a clothesline, Xtreme Kitten gets his arms up to block Jack then quickly strikes him with a backhand. Xtreme Kitten follows the backhand up with a roundhouse palm strike to the side of the face. Jack stumbles away with the force but turns around and charges Xtreme Kitten, Jack goes for a tackle but Xtreme Kitten jumps over him, Jack stays on his feet and hits the ropes behind Xtreme Kitten, Xtreme Kitten turns around and sees Jack running, Xtreme Kitten dashes in and jumps up and connects his knee with the jaw of the champion. CM: Kao Loi! KR: No, he didn't switch legs in air. Xtreme Kitten lands standing with a huge smile on his face, Lucy screams at Xtreme Kitten to stay on him, XK follows her order and stomps at the left shoulder. Xtreme Kitten's foot moves away from the shoulder and down to the chest of the champion, the stomps moves again, the foot starts to get closer and closer to the neck of the champion. XK pauses for a second resting the sole of his boot on Jack's throat before stomping it, Jack clutches his throat and Xtreme Kitten stomps his hands as they cover his wind pipe, the referee yells at Xtreme Kitten for his callous actions and forces his to move away from Jack. MI: Good work, stomp his throat into bits and pieces XK. CM: That's the way you make sure you have control of a match. KR: It's also the way you seriously injure someone. DV: You think Pussy cares about that? He said he wouldn't mind crippling Jack remember? CM: Which would be fantastic for Slam! but you'd probably be out of a job, this table's only big enough for one wheel chair... well unless we ditch Kurt, then three or four could fit in. MI: Zoink, take that Dean and Kurty boy! The referee checks on Jack to see if he can continue the match then gets up to chastise XK. Manson rolls over and starts to get up, Xtreme Kitten moves around the referee and charges Jack as he reaches all fours, Xtreme Kitten sweeps Jack's left arm out causing him to fall to the mat but Jack is back up on all fours quickly, Xtreme Kitten lifts his leg up with a bent knee then drives it down to the back of Jack's head, Jack's face is smashed against the ring with XK's boot still on the back of his head. MI: Stomp the bastard’s head in! KR: Xtreme Kitten with the Garvin stomp to the back of Jack's head. CM: It's shocking isn't it? Xtreme Kitten hanging in there with Jack Manson. KR: No, he puts up tough fights like this all the time even when he faces champions. DV: But like all matches where he faces a champion one on one, he will lose, which is what he deserves, letting Onikage turn on Slam! without so much as a word. Xtreme Kitten keeps his foot on the back of the Jack's head and taunts the crowd and the champion by doing muscle poses. Xtreme Kitten's waste of time comes back to bite him as when he steps off of Jack's head and lifts him, Jack trips XK with a double leg takedown. Jack holds onto the feet of Xtreme Kitten, he hooks them under his armpits and flings back with a catapult but Jack doesn't let go, Xtreme Kitten doesn't fly he is flung straight down into the mat, Jack rolls back holding the feet and sets up cloverleaf readying for the Suffering, Lucy calls out for Kitten to roll but that's not possible. Jack falls back and gets his foot to keep the cloverleaf in place but the move is only on for a second as Xtreme Kitten pushes his upper body up. DV: Jack Manson has the Suffering but what is Pussy doing? KR: Who knows? CM: I do, he's trying to get out of the hold but how he plans on it I have no idea Jack keeps hold on and extends his leg as much as he must to keep it that way, Xtreme Kitten uses a burst of strength and pops completely off the ground and bends himself so he lands on his back and the Suffering is broken, Lucy cheers the successful break and the crowd seem to be in a bit of awe at what Xtreme Kitten just did. CM: I don't care who you are that's impressive. KR: I didn't expect him to break out of the Pain so any escape would have been impressive. MI: He’s hanging in there, I feel it, tonight we will see Jack lose, and then at Déjà Vu, I will be the new FIW World Champion! Jack doesn't let go of the leg he is holding but rushes to get hold of both legs before Xtreme Kitten can unfold them. Manson gets both legs and rolls taking XK with him. Jack kneels with the legs held in the cloverleaf, Xtreme Kitten is in pain but Manson relieves it by standing up, Jack stands to the side of XK and brings his foot up and presses it down on the right ankle of XK, Manson could drop down and lock the Suffering on again but now he drives his leg down, XK's left knee hits the mat hard and his ankle is crammed into the crook of the knee. DV: Jack rolls through and smashes Hardcore Pussy's knee and ankle. KR: Wise move working the leg of Xtreme Kitten, cut off a large selection of his arsenal. DV: Jack Manson didn't get to be the World Champion by luck, brains had a part in it. MI: No Dean, he just got lucky I had a bad day. DV: I beg to differ, you lost to him twice Matt, so stop making excuses. Jack lifts Xtreme Kitten's legs up in from the mat with his right ankle in the crook of his left knee, Jack's foot pressing down on them as he pulls up he then drives them down again. Jack picks Xtreme Kitten up, he scoops Xtreme Kitten up and slams him across his knee with a scoop slam back breaker. Jack doesn't let Kitten fall from his knee but brings him back up to his feet, Jack throws XK's right arm over his shoulder, he reaches across his chest and hooks his right leg, Jack throws Kitten over with a variation of the Exploder suplex the variation being Jack doesn't fall back with XK. Jack turns around and watches Xtreme Kitten get up, Kitten gets to a three point stance facing away from Jack, Jack runs in behind XK, clasps him with a waistlock and lifts while pivoting, Jack plants XK on the back of his head, neck and shoulders with a twisting German suplex and he bridges out. KR: What a suplex, this could be it! [align=center]1![/align] DV: Pussy might be cripple, that would be good. [align=center]2! Thr-Kickout![/align] Lucy is ecstatic that Xtreme Kitten evaded defeat. CM: Xtreme Kitten keeps this match alive. MI: Nice kick out! Xtreme Kitten rolls back as he kicks out and he is to his knees and feet pretty quickly considering what just happened, Jack gets up just as quickly, Xtreme Kitten jumps with a front dropkick, Manson evades and drops an elbow on XK as he crashes to the mat. Xtreme Kitten rolls away as Manson gets up, Jack gets to his feet and pursues XK. Xtreme Kitten gets to the ropes and tries pulling himself up in their safety but it seems safety is an illusion as Jack knees XK in the ribs as he gets to his feet, Kitten falls across the middle rope. Jack grabs Kitten's legs and throws them over the middle rope, Xtreme Kitten lays on the ring apron before getting kicked in the face, XK falls off the apron and lands on the back of his head and left shoulder. CM: OOOUUUCCCHHH! KR: Xtreme Kitten out on the floor in front of us. CM: Which wont end up well. Jack gets out of the ring quickly and picks up Xtreme Kitten but lets him go as Lucy sneaks up behind him, Jack stares at Lucy, Lucy stares back as she backs off. Jack turns back to Xtreme Kitten. [align=center]SLAP![/align] Xtreme Kitten smacks the taste and a fair amount of spit out of his mouth. Xtreme Kitten fires a roundhouse kick into the left side of Manson rattling his ribs. The referee stands in the ring telling both men to get back into the ring. Xtreme Kitten ignores the referee and scoops Jack up onto his shoulder, turns to towards the announcers booth. CM: I'm all for Xtreme Kitten hurting Jack but our desk is another matter. MI: Jack just better not touch me any time during this match, or I’ll smack the shit out of him personally. XK starts bringing knees up to the right shoulder and head of his victim. [align=center]1![/align] The referee bellows the number singling the start of his count. Xtreme Kitten continues to knee away for a second. KR: How long can Xtreme Kitten keep kneeing after those stomps earlier [align=center]2![/align] XK plants his foot, spinning quickly and slamming Jack back first against the ring apron, Jack bounces off and lands on with his chest against the floor. DV: That'd suck. [align=center]3![/align] Xtreme Kitten looks down at Jack with a grin, he bends down and slowly picks him up. [align=center]4![/align] Jack breaks away from Xtreme Kitten and hits a European uppercut with the cast covered forearm, Xtreme Kitten stumbles back, Jack grabs the left arm of XK. KR: Xtreme Kitten wasted time now he's going to suffer the consequences. MI: God dammit, come on! [align=center]5![/align] Jack pulls Kitten in and levels him with a short arm clothesline. Jack brings XK back up and gives him a second short arm clothesline. [align=center]6![/align] DV: Two hard clotheslines obviously knocking Xtreme Kitten for a loop. Jack brings Xtreme Kitten back up to his feet and whips him towards the ring steps [align=center]7![/align] Xtreme Kitten blocks himself hitting the steps by getting his foot up, Manson moves in and Xtreme Kitten throws his foot back off the steps and kicks Jack in the midsection. CM: He lives! MI: Yeah! [align=center]8![/align] Xtreme Kitten throws Jack against the steel ring steps, Xtreme Kitten rolls into the ring and then rolls back out breaking the count. CM: What the hell is he doing? Xtreme Kitten should have stayed in and got Jack counted out. Xtreme Kitten brings Jack up to his feet and rolls him into the ring. Xtreme Kitten talks to Lucy for a bit before walking up the ring stares and steps between the ropes as Jack Manson gets up to his knees. Kitten only just gets both feet into the ring before Jack lunges, he tackles Xtreme Kitten to the mat and starts battering him with punches to the head using the cast as a weapon, the referee gets on his about the punches, possibly because Xtreme Kitten's foot is on the rope. MI: DQ his sorry ass! DV: Hey he's been cleared to use the cast. CM: I thought he got in an argument with the doctor about that, besides it could be the fact he's using a closed fist. KR: And if you can't see, Xtreme Kitten's foot is on the bottom rope. Jack looks at the referee as he is repeated told to stop, which turns out of be a mistake as Xtreme Kitten uses the minor distraction to wrap his arms around Jack's chest, XK takes his foot off the rope and rolls the situation so that he is on top. XK quickly gains full mount quickly and slaps Jack quickly, the sound is like a starter's pistol not only because it is loud but because it signals the beginning of Xtreme Kitten's barrage of forearm and elbow strikes. Xtreme Kitten delivers vicious blow after blow until the champion hooks his right arm, Jack wraps his free arm around XK's head and rolls the situation he jumps out of full guard and locks on a cross arm breaker. KR: Jack Manson escapes the hard shots from Xtreme Kitten and has locked in a tight arm, no, Jack's kicking Kitten! Jack unhooked his legs as soon as he hooked them and starts kick Xtreme Kitten in the side of the head with the occasional boot scrape slipping in there. Jack gets up after a few seconds still looking a little wobbly after XK's bludgeoning strikes, Xtreme Kitten gets up on at the same time as Jack does looking worse off then Jack. Jack knees Kitten then gives him a forearm shot to the side of the head with the non-cast covered arm. Jack whips XK into the nearest corner and waits a second catching his barrings before rushing in and hitting a clothesline. Jack pushes Xtreme Kitten against the corner before whipping him across the ring into the opposite corner, Jack runs in after Kitten hits the corner back first, Xtreme Kitten dashes out of the corner once Manson is half way across the ring and hits him with a front dropkick to the midsection, Jack flies back a foot before crashing to the mat. Xtreme Kitten scrambles to the a cover. KR: Usually a dropkick wouldn't end any match but that was brutal. CM: Brutal? It was beautiful and it will end this match. [align=center]1! 2! Kick Out![/align] Lucy can't believe it and tells Xtreme Kitten to “Drill” him. DV: Lucy mightn't believe Hardcore Pussy can do it but she still supplying direction. MI: God damn, that was close, after that dropkick, I wouldn’t have been surprised if this one was good and done. Xtreme Kitten brings Jack up to his feet and whips him hard into the far corner, Lucy repeats her earlier order but Xtreme Kitten doesn't seem to be listening as he runs at the corner and gives Manson a front kick into the midsection then hops back. Lucy is furious with Kitten not following her order but then stops yelling as Jack stumbles for the corner, he falls to a knee holding his midsection, Xtreme Kitten pulls Jack into a standing head scissor, he lifts Jack upside down and jumps up, delivering head first to the mat with a jumping piledriver. CM: Kitten's Meow! Jack just go drilled to the mat. KR: That could be match over, Xtreme Kitten nails that jumping piledriver with incredible force every time. MI: It was a good night men, I’ll see you another day, what a match! Xtreme Kitten covers [align=center]1![/align] DV: Yeah it's a great move but for some reason it never keeps people down. [align=center]2![/align] CM: First time for everything, first time win against a champion and with the Kitten's Meow [align=center]3! NO![/align] MI: How the hell… no way! Jack got his shoulder up just before the hand hit the mat, the referee couldn't stop. Lucy gets up on the apron in protest of the referee calling only two. KR: Oh here she comes getting involved when and where she shouldn't CM: Some one has to tell the referee he is wrong. KR: Jack got his shoulder up. CM: LIES! MI: That had to be a three, I smell a conspiracy! Xtreme Kitten brings Jack up from the mat when he notices Lucy on the apron arguing with the referee, Xtreme Kitten throws Manson away and goes over to the argument, he moves the referee out of the way and tells Lucy to get off the apron, Lucy argues with Kitten telling him he should be finishing off Manson but Kitten wont leave until she is off the apron. Jack stays on one knee watching the two argue and he doesn't look that phased, he look surprising clear. Lucy drops off the apron when she notices Jack is watching, she warns Kitten to be careful when he turns around. Xtreme Kitten turns around to find Jack struggling to get to his feet, Xtreme Kitten walks in and pulls Manson in ready for a suplex but the champion surprises XK and only XK when he delivers a Northern lights suplex, Manson bridges for a cover. [align=center]1! 2! Shoulder up![/align] DV: Pussy's curse is striking he'll lose any moment now. CM: Ha, Manson's desperate, that Northern lights was his last chance. Jack and XK both get to their feet quickly, Xtreme Kitten swings for a clothesline but Manson ducks and goes behind quickly, he hooks Kitten with a half nelson, Jack lifts and flings back while throwing XK with a half nelson suplex, Xtreme Kitten flips in the air due to the force and lands on his chest. Xtreme Kitten bounces from the mat to his knees and clutches his chest before falling back down to the mat, still holding on to his chest. Jack gets up as Xtreme Kitten falls to the mat, he doesn't let Xtreme Kitten rest there as he brings him up to his feet, Jack sets Xtreme Kitten up for a vertical suplex, Jack lifts XK vertically and drops behind. Xtreme Kitten and Jack Manson stand back to back each with the other set for a neck breaker but neither drops knowing they could hurt themselves as well, both have the same idea on how to get out of the predicament, they each try to spin the situation but both want to go to their right which creates a stalemate with both holding the other in a neck crank. XK realises resistance is futile as the larger Jack Manson slowly starts to move Kitten his way, Xtreme Kitten more spins to his left the same way Jack wants to go. Xtreme Kitten takes advantage of the quickness at which the turn happened and as Jack is readying for something, XK acts he moves to the side a bit and lifts Jack into the Argentine back breaker rack. CM: Cat's Me-NO! Jack Manson escapes by dropping behind Xtreme Kitten, Jack turns XK around knees him in the gut then sets up for a fisherman suplex but as he goes to hook the leg XK brings his knee up striking Jack. Jack doesn't let go he hooks the leg, lifts Xtreme Kitten up, Jack releases the head of XK as it is pressed against his shoulder, Manson hooks the second leg then drops down delivering the Pain. DV: PAIN! Jack covers XK [align=center]1![/align] KR: It's over CM: LIES! [align=center]2![/align] MI: NO! [align=center]3![/align] The referee calls for the bell, Jack Manson gets up and the referee raises his arm. CC: The winner by way of pin fall, the F.I.W. World Champion... JACK MANSON! Xtreme Kitten rolls out of the ring, Lucy rushes to him and consoles him about his loss. Jack celebrates in the ring. MI: Such bullshit. KR: Xtreme Kitten just couldn’t get the job done, and Jack deserved the win! MI: Just wait though, Déjà Vu, as soon as Markone makes the match, Jack will realize his days are truly numbered. DV: Where are you going now? Matt Impact gets up from his seat robes and all, as he grabs the FIW World Championship belt that he hasn’t held in a few months, Impacts looks at it as Manson looks down at Impact with caution, Matt Impact smirks as he hands Jack Manson his belt, but not before mouthing out to Manson, “this belt is mine!” KR: Well, for Dean Venchenzo, Chip Martin, and of course myself, Kurt Royale, tune in next Monday for another fabulous Slam!. Matt Impact hands Manson the belt as the stare down continues at ringside. [align=center]-= © FIW. The Best damn E-Fed. PERIOD =-[/align] |
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