Post by David Slayton on May 9, 2014 12:40:11 GMT -6
Danger Zone - May 5, 2014
Announcer: And now, the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation, in association with the Bankers Life Fieldhouse in Indianapolis, Indiana, presents... DANGER ZONE 2014!!!
The camera cuts from the intro to the arena in Indianapolis, where a massive pyro show goes off on the stage. After it ends, the camera zooms around the ring, highlighting the many fans in attendance before finally settling on the BWF announce team of Nick Webb and Rayne.
Nick Webb: Hello everyone and welcome to the one year anniversary event for the return of the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation, Danger Zone 2014! We are live in Indianapolis and Rayne, these folks are in for a hell of a show!
Rayne: Five Championships will be decided here tonight including the introduction of a brand new championship, the Chaos Theory championship, but more importantly than that, we’ll have the first REAL title defense of Elizabeth Davis, where she faces both AJ Adams and Casey Campbell. No shenanigans this time - we WILL have a definitive winner and a definitive BWF World Champion!
Nick Webb: Last year at this time, AJ Adams walked out of the Hellbound match with the BWF World Title. Will history repeat itself with Adams leaving with the World Title tonight? Zoe Cooper, arguably the hottest prospect here in quite some time will be defending her Sovereign Title against Akemi Hayashi, as well as the Tag Team Titles with her partner Austin Scott against the Rejects, Spyke Gein and Allen Chaney.
Rayne: We'll see if Zoe can pull it off, as well if the poster boy for Danger Zone, Scorpio, can defeat Matt Stone. Toco and the returning Alex Wilkie in a Last Man Standing match as well, there’s just so much going on, I can’t wait!
Nick Webb: We have an interesting match starting off here.
Rayne: That we do, the lovely Katrina Evans taking on a member of our own broadcast team, Toshi Yang.
Nick Webb: Emily made this match after Katrina attacked Toshi last week backstage.
Rayne: Katrina was sick of Toshi taking all of her interviews and wanted to send a message.
Nick Webb: Well message received, now she has to back it up.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: The following contest is an unsanctioned match! Introducing first...
“Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked”, the Havok theme song, starts playing and the crowd looks down the aisle to see Toshi Yang making her way out to the ring, clapping hands with a few of the fans against the guardrail. She is wearing a Danger Zone T-shirt over her wrestling attire, showing off some of the merchandise available for purchase. Toshi walks up the steps and gets into the ring, hands on her hips, looking up the ramp awaiting the arrival of Katrina.
Nick Webb: This is Toshi’s first match, despite being in the business for years Rayne. And it’s not even official.
Rayne: What do you mean it's not official? The match is unsanctioned, not imaginary!
Nick Webb: I mean that BWF has widely absolved itself of any responsibility should either of these two untrained performers injure one another tonight. Certainly a smart move on the part of our C.E.O., if you ask me.
Katrina’s theme plays next, “I kissed a girl” by Katy Perry and the crowd looks down the ramp, not being familiar with that song’s association with the blonde interviewer. Katrina walks down the ramp, looking apprehensive, knowing that this was her first match ever and not sure how it’ll go. Toshi seems angry after the attack last week, which doesn’t help. Katrina gets up on the apron and into the ring, walking around and waving to the Indianapolis crowd before she gets jumped from behind by Toshi!
Nick Webb: Toshi wasting no time here, knowing that, despite appearances, she might be at a disadvantage here to Katrina.
Rayne: Might be? Katrina has spent years around the best in this business Nick, all she needs to be is a sponge and she’ll know more about wrestling than half the roster here in the BWF
Nick Webb: Nevertheless, not off to a great start.
DING!
Jeff Stinson calls for the bell and we’re underway with Toshi starts choking Katrina from behind with the Danger Zone T-shirt! Jeff tries to get Toshi to stop and eventually starts counting, but the damage has been done and at the count of four, Toshi whips Katrina over and to the mat with a snap mare assisted by the shirt before Jeff and grab it away and get it out of the ring. Katrina crawls to the ropes to try and get assistance in standing, Toshi coming over despite Jeff’s warning to deliver more punishment to the feisty interviewer. Toshi lifts Katrina up and starts choking her in the corner, Stinson once again begins to exercise his count, getting to a four count before Toshi releases Katrina and backs up, hands on her knees ready for Katrina to leave the corner.
Nick Webb: Not the type of match I thought we would see here, thus far Rayne.
Rayne: Well without any real training, Toshi seems to be doing whatever she can to get an advantage, and whether you like her tactics or not, they seem to be working
Katrina is to her knee, gasping for air and unable to mount any sort of offense, so Toshi once again strikes, delivering a hard elbow to the side of Katrina’s face before Toshi once again resorts to choking her in the corner. Jeff Stinson sure gets a workout here as he starts his count again, Toshi once again waiting for the full four count before letting up. Katrina, still gasping for air, starts to walk away from the corner, using the ropes to help her stand. Toshi grabs Katrina’s arm and starts to whip her across the ring, but Katrina is able to counter, sending Toshi running to the ropes and when Toshi is on the rebound, Katrina leaps in the air and falls on Toshi, executing a crude Lou Thez Press followed by as many punches as Katrina can throw. Toshi is covering up and Jeff, who has gotten rather good at this as of late, begins counting again and gets to a four count before Katrina gets up and allows Toshi to get to her feet. When she does, she’s immediately met by a standing dropkick from Katrina and the blonde goes for the first cover of the match, netting herself a two count for her troubles.
Nick Webb: Katrin beginning to mount an offense here.
Rayne: I told you, she just has to remember what she’s been taught and she could be a force.
Katrina stays on the offense, lifting Toshi’s head up as she starts to get up and chopping her chest, backing her up against the ropes. Katrina flips her hair back and delivers a second chop of the chest, the crowd starting to whoo. They get another opportunity as Katrina executes a third chop of the chest, followed by a fourth! Toshi is slumping against the ropes, holding her chest in pain from the shots, which allows Katrina to send her for an Irish whip, but Toshi counters, sending Katrina at the ropes, but the second the blonde touches the ropes, she jumps in the air and knocks Toshi down with a flying clothesline! Katrina scrambles over and hooks both of Toshi’s legs for a cover, netting another two count.
Nick Webb: I gotta say, Katrina is looking impressive here after her slow start.
Rayne: Well, remember, neither of these ladies have had much, if any training Nick.
Nick Webb: You just said Katrina could be a force.
Rayne: Since when do you listen to me?
With both ladies to their feet now, Toshi swings wildly for a right hand, but Katrina is able to bend her body backwards to avoid the blow (Matrish move), but this leaves her vulnerable for Toshi to leap up and effectively sit on Katrina’s abdomen, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the mat. Toshi has a faint smile on her face as she starts sending kicks now to Katrina, hitting her twice in the ribs an once in the side of the head. Toshi lifts Katrina up to her feet, hitting her in the side of the head with a forearm to back her up against the ropes. Toshi grabs Katrina’s arm and whips her across the ring, Katrina bouncing off the ropes and rebounding into Toshi’s arms who lifts Katrina up on the mat and slams her straight down with a sidewalk slam. Toshi hooks Katrina’s leg for a cover, but the blonde is able to kick out before the three.
Nick Webb: A sidewalk slam there by Toshi, impressive.
Rayne: For an interviewer, sure.
Katrina stays down as Toshi gets to her feet, sending Jeff a glare as she kicks Katrina’s lower back, getting down on her knees and driving her forearm into Katrina’s back again and again, the camera picking up Katrina crying out in pain. Toshi looks around and decides on what to do next, crossing Katrina’s legs, Toshi plants both of her knees into Katrina’s back, and with a hand on her legs and a hand under her chin, Toshi rolls Katrina back on top of her for a Bow and Arrow lock. The crowd seems impressed as Katrina does not, screaming out in pain from the hold. Katrina reaches her hand out for the ropes, but is too far to reach them, Toshi pulling back as hard as she can to apply maximum pressure. Katrina shakes her head to the question Jeff asks her, presumably if she would give up and Katrina reaches out again, though falling short of the ropes for the second time. Before Katrina can give up, however, Jeff starts to count Toshi’s shoulders down for a pin, Toshi releasing the hold at the two count to give Katrina relief.
Nick Webb: Obvious rookie mistake there from Toshi, not knowing to keep one of her shoulders up off the mat while executing the Bow and Arrow lock.
Rayne: Well aren’t you Mr. Know-It-All? Have you ever applied that move before?
Nick Webb: Well, no I haven’t, but…
Rayne: Then don’t tell others how to do it.
Toshi is to her feet quickly, shouting at Jeff for counting despite it being the right call, but Yang is clever enough to keep an eye on Katrina, for when she’s getting up, Toshi drills her right on the chin with a stiff clothesline, knocking the blonde straight back down. Toshi grabs Katrina’s hair and lifts her up, only to spin her and toss her through the ropes to the floor, Katrina hitting the outside mat and rolling on her stomach, still holding her back in pain. Toshi gets out of the ring to meet the blonde, lifting her up and hammering a right hand to her face, grabbing her in a bearhug and spinning Katrina around before driving her straight back against the apon. Katrina shrieks out in pain as her back makes contact with the apron, giving Toshi an easy time to pick Katrina up and roll her back into the ring. Katrina rolls out to the center of the ring before starting to get up, holding her back. Toshi is up on the apron and decides to go for a high risk move, jumping up to the top of the rope to go for a springboard move, but Toshi loses her footing and falls to the mat face first! Katrina quickly goes for a cover, but only gets a 2!
Nick Webb: Toshi went for a high risk move and it backfired big time.
Rayne: I don’t understand why she would try for something that dangerous with the advantage she has, though smart move by Katrina to immediately go for a pin there.
Despite being the one to go for the pin, Katrina is slower to her feet and it allows Toshi to regain a vertical base and catch Katrina in the chest with a hard kick. With a handful of hair, Toshi lifts Katrina up and off her feet temporarily before dropping her straight down on her knee with a backbreaker. Toshi points to the corner and walks over Katrina, starting to climb up. The Indianapolis crowd starts chanting “You fucked up” in response to what just happened, Toshi looking out at them disapprovingly as she makes it to the top, slowly turning around to face Katrina, maintaining her balance. Katrina has slowly gotten to her feet, which doesn’t seem to change Toshi’s plans as she jumps off, looking for a double Axe handle, but Katrina is able to swing her leg up and catch Toshi in the side of the head with a vicious Chick Kick as she approaching, knocking her straight down to the mat.
Rayne: Momma said knock her out!
Nick Webb: What?!?
Rayne: That’s what Katrina calls that kick, we talk, it’s no big deal.
Katrina falls from the force of delivering the kick, but knows enough to crawl over and make the cover, hooking Toshi’s outside leg as Jeff gets down and counts.
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!!
The bell rings and Katrina rolls off Toshi, holding her lower back, but she still has a smile on her face, at least between grimaces as she starts to get up. Jeff raises her hand as the audience gives her polite applause, at best, but to her, she just won the Super Bowl, jumping up and down and, once again, hurting her back even more.
Scott Benjamin: The winner of the match… KATRINA EVANS!!!
Nick Webb: Well Katrina successful here in her debut match, and I guess wins the rights to interview Stone and Davis exclusively?
Rayne: Sure, why not? Impressive outing for her, anyway.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following Two-on-One Handicap Match is scheduled for ONE fall! Currently in the ring, the team of Phoenix and BioCyde... PHOENICYDE!!!
DL Token's "Corpse Within My Soul" is playing over the sound system as both Phoenix and BioCyde pace around the ring, awaiting their adversary for tonight's match.
Nick Webb: After weeks of hype, Finn McConnaigh makes his official debut tonight, as he takes on not one, but two former Champions in Phoenix and BioCyde.
Rayne: Look at the size of these two men! What is Corlen thinking? Is she looking to turn the new guy into a fine paste in his first match?
Scott Benjamin: And introducing their opponent, making his BWF debut... he hails from Armagh, Northern Ireland... weighing in tonight at 375 pounds... he is the Emerald Giant... he is FINN MCCONNAIGH!!!
"Goin' Postal" by Jim Johnston crashes through the arena as the lights take on a deep emerald green hue. We shift to a camera shot of the entryway, as if we the fans are standing on the stage, before that shot is engulfed by the epically wide back of the Emerald Giant, Finn McConnaigh. Finn stands up there for a couple of moments, looking around at the fans who are giving him quite a response before he loosens up his wrists and heads for the ring with a slow, purposeful walk. Allowing the fans to touch his massive frame but largely ignoring them due to his level of focus. Once Finn arrives at ringside, an emerald green spotlight illuminates this monster as he hauls himself up onto the apron from the floor and steps over the top rope into the ring. Once there, he looks around at the crowd, counts 'one, two, three..' and then THROWS the Chokeslam signal high as white pyro explodes behind him, all creating a very intimidating sight. The pyro continues to spray until Finn tears his ring shirt off a la Hulk Hogan, then the lights return to normal and Finn heads for his corner.
Nick Webb: Forget Phoenix and BioCyde, look at the size of THIS guy! Emerald Giant, indeed!
Rayne: I... take back what I said before. This should be good.
DING!
The bell rings and Phoenix charges Finn; the newcomer steps out of the way, grabs Phoenix as he runs past and chucks him clear over the top rope! Phoenix slams down on the outside as BioCyde approaches Finn and punches him in the back... all this does is get Finn's attention, however. The Irishman turns around, smiling, and BioCyde goes for another punch, but Finn blocks this one, hitting his own right hook that sends BioCyde reeling! Another punch and another leads BioCyde into the ropes, where Finn grabs him and Irish whips him across the ring. On the rebound, Finn nails BioCyde hard with The Derby Ram (High Impact Shoulder Block), toppling the big masked man to the mat hard!
Nick Webb: Oh my word! He's cutting through PhoeniCyde like they're made out of a thin cloth!
Phoenix makes his way back onto the apron, but Finn is there and ready for him, tying him up on the apron before clobbering him with The Bloodwrath (Finn traps his opponent on the apron and delivers multiple clubbing forearm blows). He finishes by pulling Phoenix up and suplexing him into the ring, where BioCyde is back up! He catches Phoenix on his shoulder and sets him down on the mat, protecting his partner, but not himself, as he turns around right into a wicked pump kick!
Rayne: BioCyde's head just about got removed from his shoulders!
A loud "Finn" chant starts up as Phoenix tells off the Irishman, then charges him, only for Finn to catch him and drop him down hard to the mat with the Stone of Fal (Lia Fail) [Samoan Drop]! BioCyde stumbles to his feet, only to be goozled around the throat by Finn; moments later, the Emerald Giant hoists him up and drops him right onto his partner's chest with The Parting Glass (Chokeslam)! Finn drops down and covers both men at the same time as the crowd counts along!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner... FINN MCCONNAIGH!!!
"Goin' Postal" by Jim Johnston starts playing as Finn stands up and puts a foot on the chests of his fallen quarry before posing to a loud ovation from the Indianapolis crowd.
Nick Webb: Well... Phoenix and BioCyde might be former Tag Team Champions, but they did NOT look like a Championship team tonight. Big Finn made them look like big time losers.
Rayne: No, they did not look like Champions tonight, but Finn sure did. This guy's gonna be a big deal in BWF, especially if he can keep up those one-sided performances like that. WOW.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: The following contest is a Last Man Standing Match!!!
The crowd’s already abuzz, waiting for this one for a month now.
Nick Webb: We’ll warn you all now, this match will be brutal.
Rayne: And not like Toco going to an all-you-can-eat buffet brutal either.
Nick Webb: Will you be serious?
Scott Benjamin: Introducing first, from Hershey, Pennsylvania... weighing in at three hundred-eighty-eight pounds... he is TOCO!!!
The lights in the arena change to a golden hue as “The Red “by Chevelle hits the BlazenTron. As the crowd reaches their feet, the man known as Toco walks out onto the stage to a huge pop. He poses for the crowd, and then walks down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans as he goes. He rolls into the ring, then walks to the ropes and throws his fist into the air, causing all four turnbuckles to explode with pyro as his music fades.
Scott Benjamin: Aaaaaand his opponent…
Before Scott can introduce Alex Wilkie, he’s already walking out from the back at a brisk speed, obviously in a hurry to get his hands on Toco. Scott sees this and quickly leaves the ring, not wanting to be caught in the middle. Alex slides in the ring and he and Toco lock eyes.
Nick Webb: I haven’t seen Alex Wilkie look this determined in a long time.
Rayne: Well he’s done his best to make this personal Nick, and he feels it.
Referee Kosiboski barely has time to ring for the bell before Wilkie and Toco both charge at each other in the middle of the ring, both men went for clotheslines and hook themselves hard and they crash hard to the middle of the ring, Toco though takes advantage and quickly sits ontop of Wilkie and begins to wail on him hard, weeks of aggression coming out in a flurry of punches, the ref can't do anything other than make sure Toco doesn't fly into a rage and murder Wilkie on screen. Toco drives his elbow into Wilkie's throat and holds it down hard, screaming in Wilkie's face! Toco lets off Wilkie and the ref automatically begins the 10 count, though Toco wasn't exactly through hurting him, rushes for the ropes, bounces off and comes back leaping in the hard for a hard leg-drop! But just as he's about to come down, Wilkie rolls out of the way! Toco comes down hard and Wilkie takes the sudden advantage he has and boots Toco right in the skull! Toco goes down and Wilkie looks out to the crowd before he hits Toco with a standing elbow drop right into Toco's heart.
Nick Webb: Toco had the advantage early on Rayne, but he let his emotions get the better of him.
Rayne: Wilkie knows how to get under a man’s skin, it’s all part of his strategy.
Wilkie gets up and begins to pander to the crowd who were loudly booing him, he just laughs and directs them to cheer for their hero Toco as the ref starts his count, though Toco easily got up at the count of 3, he shakes the cobwebs out of his head a little and turns his attention back to Wilkie who was still pandering to the crowd, who were now cheering for Toco as he got to his feet. Wilkie turns around again to Toco and he’s met with another clothesline, this time it sends Wilkie over the top rope and tumbling to the floor below. Toco lets out a triumphant below and then runs for the ropes opposite, Wilkie gets up to his feet slowly, just as Toco leaps over the top rope himself and comes crashing back down on Wilkie in a sick suicide dive!
Nick Webb: Toco flies through the ropes and takes out Wilkie!
Rayne: I won’t lie, that was impressive Nick, but he might have hurt himself just as much!
Both men on the outside were still down when the ref got to his five count, then Toco began to stir, he managed to pull himself to his feet, Wilkie uses Toco as leverage to pull himself up as well, just as the ref reaches his 8 count. Toco grabs Wilkie by the back of the head and then quickly Irish whips him into the steel steps near the ring! Wilkie hits back first against the steps as he nearly knocks them over on their side, Toco follows up with a vicious boot to Wilkie's skull! Repayment for earlier of course. Toco quickly reaches under the ring and pulls out a black folding chair, he holds it up to the crowd as they roar in approval! Toco rears up the chair and brings it down on Wilkie's head, however Wilkie just seconds before dodges out of the way and drops Toco on his face, directly on the steps, with a roughly executed drop toe hold!
Rayne: Once again, Toco’s emotions cost him
Nick Webb: After all that Alex Wilkie has said and done to Toco these past few weeks can you blame him?
Toco checks to see if his nose is bleeding, as Wilkie pulls him away from the steps. Wilkie spins Toco around and quickly suplex's Toco right onto the steel steps! The small of his back cracking against the edge of the steps, Toco lets out a groan of pain as he slumps over to the other side of the steps. Wilkie wastes no time and moves over to the announcers table and quickly begins to clear off items, chucking Nick Webb's mac book to the floor, and then he apologizes to Rayne as he hands him his phone and iPad.
Nick Webb: Hey!
Rayne: Thank you, Alex.
Toco was just starting to get up as Wilkie grabs him by the back of his head, Wilkie cackles maniacally, as he positions Toco right in front of the announcers table, and gets him ready for a power bomb of monumental proportions! He hooks his arms under Toco's gut and goes to lift him. But Toco shifts his weight just slightly and keeps himself on his feet, right before he flips himself up and drops Wilkie right into the table!
Nick Webb: Oh my god!
Rayne: Our table! Alex, are you okay?
Wilkie lays in the shambles of the announcers desk as Toco backs off and lets the ref count, Toco manages to get to his feet as he watches Wilkie from the apron, counting with the rest of the crowd, Wilkie begins to stir though, the ten count gets closer as referee Mike Kosiboski gets to six, then seven, Wilkie grabs hold of the guardrail and heaves himself up, the nine count hits just as Wilkie is up on his feet again, the ref calls off the count and Toco rushes back in on the attack! This time though Wilkie is ready and ducks under the Toco to flip him over the guard rail and into the pile of empty chairs!
Rayne: Lucky the fans vacated that area in time, they could have been killed by that whale!
Nick Webb: Will you stop it?!?
Wilkie grabs one of the chairs from over the guard rail and pulls himself onto the guard rail itself! The crowd boos (some still roaring in approval) as Wilkie folds up the chair and leaps off the rail, he throws the chair under him and lands it right on Toco! Though Wilkie flies right into the pile of chairs himself! Wilkie groans out in pain as he shoos off some fans who were trying to pat him on the back, he uses another chair to pull himself up to his feet and then looks over at Toco, who was using a fan as leverage for himself. Wilkie grabs Toco by the shirt, and can be heard over the camera microphone “I'll take that.” he begins to lead Toco out through the crowd and into the main aisle. Toco breaks out of the hold though and begins to throw some hard rights at Wilkie. Taken aback, Wilkie throws a few lefts in an attempt to stop Toco from gathering any steam, but Toco is feeling energized by the crowd! Toco begins to fight Wilkie up the steps of the arena! The fight is being taken out to the fan area!
Nick Webb: We apologize fans, without our monitors we can’t see what’s going on.
Rayne: I still have my ipad, I’ll get the feed up cause I’m the good one.
Almost like two fencers going back and forth, Wilkie and Toco trade blows up the steps until finally Toco spears Wilkie through the curtain at the top of the steps and they blast through to screaming fans and by-standers alike! Mike Kosiboski is having a hard time keeping up as Toco now begins to lead Wilkie! The girl behind the food concession stand lets out a horrible screech as Toco reaches behind the counter and grabs a hot dog, he takes a quick bite from it then smashes it in Wilkie's face! Toco then flips Wilkie onto the counter and drives his elbow a few times into his chest, Wilkie coughs up hotdog right before Toco grabs a bottle of ketchup and begins to squirt it into Wilkie's mouth!
Rayne: So that’s how Toco eats…
Nick Webb: Maybe he’s giving Alex a taste of his own medicine Rayne.
Wilkie groans as he falls behind the counter, spitting up ketchup and hotdog, Toco reaches over the counter to grab Wilkie, who just as he comes up over the counter sprays Toco with coke from the pop spray gun behind the stand! Toco stumbles back, as if blinded by the soda, Wilkie hops up onto the counter and flies off it like the top rope and hits Toco with a hard splash! Wilkie rolls off Toco as the ref begins another ten count! Wilkie, back up to his feet, stood watch near by a BWF merchandise stand, he quickly changes out of his ketchup stained shirt for a new one and grabs a replica Chaos Theory title belt off the stand as well, he turns back to Toco and stalks him, ready to clock him over the head with the belt the second he gets up.
Rayne: Alex Wilkie is the first ever Chaos Theory champion!
Nick Webb: That’s not how that works...
Toco manages to get up to his knees. He wipes coke from his eyes as he finally gets up to his feet, Wilkie rushes him and goes to knock him out with the Title belt! Toco ducks under it just in time and quickly kicks Wilkie in the gut and sets him up for the To-cutter! But Wilkie pushes his way out of it and shoves Toco right into the BWF merchandise stand! Wilkie wastes no time though, he grabs Toco by the shirt once again and starts to drag him off towards the backstage area of the arena, fans and bystanders follow close behind, though just as Wilkie took Toco back stage, thats where security stepped in and stopped the fans, the action now being followed on the BlazenTron!
Nick Webb: Okay fans, the action is now live on the BlazenTron, let’s hope we don’t lose the feed.
Rayne: Good, now you don’t have to breath down my neck!
With Toco in a headlock, Wilkie chucks him onto a craft food services table, a few random BWF stars are shoved out of the way as Wilkie looks for a weapon, though unfortunately for BWF's newest tag team The Love Hammers, Caruso Love, just happended to be near by when Wilkie grabs him by his ascot and heaves him up onto his shoulder, Caruso Love, kicking and screaming is then hit with a sick Spine-buster right onto Toco! Both of them crashing through the table! Wilkie stumbles backwards but is caught by Caruso Love's partner, Jack Hammer! Jack, obviously taking offense to his partner being used as a weapon, Quickly pulls Wilkie in for a power bomb! Jack Hammer heaves him up and – OUT OF NOWHERE! - Toco flies in and sends the power bomb home with a TO-CUTTER! Wilkie is down and out! Toco clambers up to his feet and pulls the ref over to count him out!
Nick Webb: Alex Wilkie is down, what a move!
Rayne: A move? More like what a miscarriage of justice! This is a three on one match!!
Jack Hammer quickly ushers his partner out of the scene as Toco, with renewed vigor counts up to ten with the ref! The entire arena in an uproar as they count along! 5! 6! 7! Wilkie grabs hold of the refs pant leg and pulls him down as he gets onto his side, then up to his knees! The ref unable to continue the count as Wilkie got to one knee his hand still held firmly on his pant leg, Toco saw this and grabs Wilkie by the neck! Toco with a sick yell, chucks Wilkie into the wall! The dry-wall crumbles as Wilkie crashes through! Dust and bits of wood fill the air as Toco steps through the hole, Wilkie, now bleeding profusely, coughs raggedly as the cameras quickly shift over to the door to the room, a note on it readying “Temporary offices of Emily Corlen”
Nick Webb: I hope Emily isn't in there, this is getting out of control!
Rayne: Just like we knew it would, Nick.
Toco shouts at Wilkie “STAY DOWN!” as Wilkie crawls away from the wreckage, he pulls himself up again though is on his knees as he backs away from Toco, Wilkie begging him to back off for just a second. Toco advances still, but just as he gets close Wilkie quickly uppercuts the ever loving hell out of Toco's family jewels! Toco crumbles over and Wilkie picks himself up again, he looks around the room and spots something just out of the camera shot, but suddenly reappears as he carries a small flat panel tv! Toco just barely realizes what's about to happen as Wilkie smashes the damn thing over the top of his head!
Nick Webb: Good god!
Wilkie not done and seeing red, pulls the shattered remains of the tv off of Toco and picks him up with all of his strength! He then positions Toco again for a power bomb, about to put Toco through 200 pounds of solid oak desk, but history repeats itself, and just as he is about to lift, Toco quickly slips out, and smashes Wilkie's face against the desk! He then slips behind him and lifts Wilkie up for The Fat Drop! Wilkie's rear end smashes the desk to pieces as both men crumble to the floor! The ref unsure of what to do now, begins his count once again.
1!
Toco is already to one knee.
2!
Toco gets up to his feet and watches the wreckage of the desk.
3!
Wilkie shows no sign of getting up.
4!
Toco shakes his head, muttering “Stay Down, Bastard!”
5!
Wilkie begins to stir a little.
6!
The cameras shift around to get a shot of Wilkie.
7!
Wilkie looks up to the camera before he hocks a ball of bloody spit right at it.
8!
Wilkie flips off Toco!
9!
Wilkie's hand flops down to his side and Toco throws his hands up in victory!
10!
DING DING DING!!!
Mike Kosiboski calls for the bell as Toco falls back onto his ass in the rumble of what was once an office!
Scott Benjamin: The winner of this match and last man standing... TOCO!!!
Nick Webb: What a match! Toco vindicates himself as he defeats Alex Wilkie here tonight, certainly living up to the Danger Zone name.
Rayne: It took three men to defeat Alex here tonight, and even still, he almost had Toco several times!
The ref picks up Toco's hand as EMTs rush in to have a look at both of the competitors. “The Red” By Chevelle plays as Toco looks less the victor and more the victim. Just as he is about to pick himself up to leave, Emily Corlen rushes in through the door, her mouth agape as he looks on at the carnage of it all. Toco looks at his boss and looks at the rubble where Wilkie lay.
Toco: Sorry 'bout the mess.
Toco is then helped off by EMTs as the ref follows suit so as not to incur Corlen's wrath as Emily merely shakes her head and sighs loudly.
The Lady and the Tramp
We come inside of Matt Stone’s locker room where he’s getting ready for his match later in the evening. His door opens the BWF World Champion, Elizabeth Davis walks in, looking ready for her own match.
Elizabeth Davis: We need to talk.
Matt Stone: We do? Or you do?
Elizabeth Davis: Well, me, I suppose, though you’ll need to answer. I want you to come out with me tonight.
Matt Stone: Like a date?
Elizabeth Davis: No, perv, to the ring.
Matt Stone: Perv? Good start with this request.
Elizabeth sighs, putting her hands on her hips.
Elizabeth Davis: Fine. Could you please come out to the ring with me tonight? Between Casey trying to destroy me and Adams looking for any short cut he can take, it would be nice to have someone in my corner.
Matt Stone: What about…
Elizabeth Davis: I came to you, now will you help me?
Stone thinks for a second, or at least appears to think for a second before standing up off the bench and looking Liz in the eyes.
Matt Stone: If you need me, I’ll be there.
Elizabeth Davis: Serious? I don’t want to look like a fool out there.
Matt Stone: Course, m’lady.
His voice his clearly sarcastic, but he has a genuine smile on his face.
Elizabeth Davis: Thanks, you’re a life saver.
She leans in and kisses his cheek, turning to leave.
Elizabeth Davis: Come see me after your match. Good luck.
She leaves the locker room, allowing Stone to resume preparations for his own match.
Nick Webb: Looks like the First Lady has recruited some back-up for tonight.
Rayne: Every Lady needs a knight... I just wish she would have asked me.
Nick Webb: Coming up next we have the first of two Zoe Cooper title defenses, this one a singles match for her Sovereign Title taking on Akemi Hayashi.
Rayne: Akemi is one tough girl, and while Zoe was able to pin her in a tag team match last week, Akemi’s going to be looking for a better outcome tonight.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the BWF Sovereign Championship! Introducing first, the challenger... from San Francisco, California, she is AKEMI HAYASHI!!!
Bubbles and strobelights! This may describe a high school dance, but it also describes the entrance of Akemi Hayashi, who happens to appear on the stage, popping bubbles in style with her cane. An awkward jig and she suddenly rips down the ramp and nearly collides with the ring if it weren't for a well-placed almost wire-fu like hop over the ropes. Well, it was wire-fu, she is seen taking the harness off. Akemi points her cane up and fires pez into the air before resting it outside the ring.
Scott Benjamin: And her opponent...
"Happy" by Pharrell Williams starts playing in the arena and the fans rise to their feet cheering as Zoe Cooper walks onto the stage and points out at the fans.
It might seem crazy what I’m about to say
Sunshine she’s here, you can take a break
I’m a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don’t care baby by the way
Zoe walks down the ramp, taking a pause to high five a few kids sitting along the ramp in the crowd. She reaches the ring and walks around it once, high fiving more kids as she goes.
Scott Benjamin: She is one half of the BWF Tag Team Champions and the BWF Sovereign Champion... from Billings, Montana... ZOE COOPER!!!
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
After Zoe finishes her trip around the ring, she walks up the steps and climbs the nearest corner, pointing out to the fans again and smiling. She climbs over the top rope and jumps down into the ring, then leans against the corner.
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
The song starts to fade as Zoe walks out to the middle of the ring and points at the crowd with both hands. She winks and grins happily before returning to her corner and waiting for the beginning of the match.
DING!
Jenni Flynt calls for the bell and we’re underway. Zoe and Akemi lock up, both ladies jockeying for position. Zoe gets the early advantage, spinning out of the collar and elbow tie-up with Akemi trapped in a hammerlock. Zoe switches over to a side headlock, looking to control Akemi some more, which doesn’t last very long before she’s pushed off and to the ropes, Akemi ducks down allowing Zoe to jump over her and hit the opposite ropes, coming back with Akemi in the air and catching her with a quick spinebuster! The crowd cheers as Zoe goes for a quick cover, the first of the night, but only getting a one count before Akemi kicks out. Zoe gets up, as does Akemi, Zoe hitting the ropes and knocking Akemi down with a clothesline. Zoe hits the ropes as Akemi is getting back up and knocks her down to the mat with a second clothesline, followed by a third in the same fashion. The crowd is buzzing as Zoe hits the ropes back and forth, Akemi getting slowly to her feet this time is unable to move out of the way as Zoe launches herself, hitting Akemi with a diving shoulder tackle, knocking Akemi down and rolling out of the ring.
Nick Webb: Zoe Cooper is on fire here tonight Rayne!
Rayne: Her offense reminds me of someone Nick, but I can’t quite figure it out.
Zoe hits the far ropes one more time and runs across the ring, leaping through the ropes with a suicide dive into Akemi as she was getting up. Zoe is to her feet shortly thereafter and screams out to the applause of the Indianapolis crowd, approving of the offense from their Sovereign Champion. Zoe starts clapping her hands, the crowd soon following suit as Cooper measures Akemi, who seems totally out of it and dazed from the early flurry of offense. Akemi, with the help of the ring apron, starts getting to her feet, turning around just in time to see Zoe charging, leaping in the ring, throwing caution to the wind for The Face Replacer (Running Bryan-Style Knee)!! Unfortunately, Akemi is able to drop to the ground to avoid the contact and Zoe sails over her, ramming her knee into the steel ring post! The crowd gasps as Zoe lands hard, clutching her knee in pain.
Rayne: Well that was stupid Nick.
Nick Webb: Zoe’s in a second match tonight Rayne, she clearly wants to get this match over with as quick as she can.
Rayne: Well mission accomplished, she might have just cost herself the match!
Knowing that she can’t win the title via count out, Akemi picks Zoe up with some difficulty and rolls her back in the ring. Zoe is still clutching her knee, cringing in pain. Akemi slides under the bottom rope and tries to pick Zoe up, but Cooper has some fight left, grabbing Hayashi’s head and jumping as best she can to deliver her Candy Crush (Sit-Down Facebuster), but Akemi hooks the ropes to keep from falling, Zoe lands in a seated position and is quickly kicked in the face from a low dropkick, knocking her flat on her back in a hurry. Rather than go for a cover, Akemi places Zoe’s injured leg on the bottom rope, using the same rope as momentum to aid her jumping up in the air and coming down hard in a seated position right on the knee of Cooper.
Nick Webb: Zoe tried to get the surprise move there, but this doesn’t look good for our Sovereign Champion.
Rayne: Akemi knows a little something about an injured leg Nick, having had her own ankle broken in the past. She knows how to dissect someone, and it looks like it’s just a matter of time before it’s Zoe.
Akemi drags Zoe out to the center of the ring and covers her, getting a two count. Not showing any frustration, she maintains her edge by lifting Zoe’s right leg and trapping it between both of her own legs, jumping up and landing hard on Cooper’s knee, causing the blonde to shriek in pain. Akemi rolls Zoe over on her chest and lifts her right leg, slamming it straight down on the mat, causing even more suffering. Zoe rolls back over on her back, now in the center of the ring holding her knee in pain, which Akemi takes advantage of by sending a hard kick right to Zoe’s knee. Zoe tries to get to her feet to possibly counter something, but as she’s getting up, Akemi traps her head and leaps in the air, flipping over Cooper and driving her straight down into the mat with her Hoodie Archetype (Standing Sitout Shiranui). Akemi goes for the cover.
1!
2!
No! Jenni only slams the mat twice before Zoe kicks out.
Nick Webb: Zoe showing her toughness here
Rayne: She’s showing her stupidity if you ask me Nick, she has another match after this one, she should just stay down here to have a chance at walking out with the tag titles.
Akemi grabs Zoe by her hair, pulling her up to her feet and leaving her standing there, slightly dazed as she prepares for a kick, trying to get her Boom Boom Kapow (Akemi pummels her standing opponent with rapid-fire savate kicks to the head) rolling, but Zoe is able to block the first kick with her forearm, catching Akemi’s leg. Akemi struggles to get free, but Zoe is able to pull her closer and roll underneath her. Akemi turns to face Zoe and Cooper lunges off her left leg and spears Akemi straight down to the mat with her Revolutions Per Minute (Rolling Dodge into a Spear). The crowd pops huge for Zoe, who struggles to her feet, favoring her right knee heavily and in fact, still gets up after Akemi, who quickly cuts Zoe off with a hard kick to her right leg. Cooper falls to her knee, Akemi hitting the ropes and coming back for her Grapey Marshmallow Fizz (Shining Axe Kick), but Cooper pulls back to avoid contact, pushing Akemi from behind as far away as she can. Gritting her teeth, Zoe starts running at Akemi and as she turns around ... BAM! Akemi is drilled with The Face Replacer (Running Bryan-Style Knee)!! The crowd pops, but Zoe is hurt. Having used her knee for the move, she’s screaming out, but still crawls over to Akemi, hooking the leg halfway through as Jenni counts the mat.
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen... your winner… and still BWF Sovereign Champion... ZOE COOPER!!!
Nick Webb: Zoe did it! She just retained her championship with that devastating knee.
Rayne: Well I’ll be damned, now the question becomes will she be able to succeed later on in the…
Nick Webb: Wait, what’s this?
As Zoe is getting to her feet with the help of the referee Jenni Flynt, another blonde woman slides into the ring and clips Cooper’s right knee out with a lead pipe! The crowd boos at this woman, who the camera gets a good shot of and sees it’s Alli Taylor.
Nick Webb: The rumors are true, Rayne! That's former Tag Team Champion Alli Taylor! But what is she doing to Zoe Cooper?!
The crowd boos more as Taylor threatens to hit Jenni, who backs out of the ring, allowing Alli to focus her attack on Zoe, bringing the pipe down once, twice, thrice more across the knee, Zoe screaming out in pain. Alli quickly drops the pipe and slides out of the ring, forcing Scott Benjamin up out of his chair and grabbing it, tossing it into the ring. EMTs and other officials come out to try and stop this assault, but with a chair in hand, Alli is able to intimidate them to stay away.
Rayne: Even I think this is getting out of hand.
Nick Webb: Dammit, someone stop her!
Taylor sets up Zoe’s right foot into the steel chair and uses the near-by bottom rope to springboard herself up higher and drop her own leg across the chair, a loud blast can be heard of the steel cracking against bone. Austin Scott charges out from the back, Alli seeing him and sliding out of the ring, hoping over the barricade to avoid his wrath. Scott stays with Zoe rather than give chase to check on her.
Nick Webb: What a despicable way for Alli Taylor to come back, I for one am appalled by her actions here tonight.
Rayne: Well if Zoe was questionable for the tag title match before, there’s no question now as we see a stretcher coming out.
Nick Webb: Who knows how damaged Zoe’s leg, damn Alli Taylor!
Coming Soon on Pay-Per-View
~ Live from the Baltimore Arena in Baltimore, Maryland ~
June 16, 2014 - Only on Pay-Per-View
A Sovereign Update
Following a commercial for the BWF ShopZone and a bumper for Havok (Monday nights, only on FXX!) we shift backstage, where BWF Senior Interviewer Don McMichael is standing by at the entrance to the trainer's room.
Don McMichael: Folks, I'm standing by here to get an update on Zoe Cooper, who just suffered a serious assault at the hands of the returning Alli Taylor just moments after retaining her Sovereign Title. I'm hoping to - oh, hang on. Sir? A moment, please?
Don catches one of the medical staff backstage leaving the room and pulls him aside.
Don McMichael: Sorry to bother you, but do you have an update on Zoe Cooper?
Trainer: I don't at the moment, no. She only just got back here. But, it doesn't look good.
Don McMichael: Is anything broken?
Trainer: Preliminarily, I don't believe that to be the case, but we won't know for sure until we can get a better, closer look.
Don McMichael: I see. One last question; what is Miss Cooper's status for her Tag Team Title defense against The Rejects later tonight?
Trainer: Like I said, I can't say for certain until we get a better look, but as of right now, after what I have seen with my own eyes, she'll be lucky to walk out of here on her own two feet tonight, much less go out and wrestle a second match.
Don McMichael: Thank you for your time, sir.
Trainer: Anytime.
The trainer heads off to get whatever he was searching for in the first place. Inside the trainer's room, Austin and Zoe can be seen talking. Zoe is nearly in tears as Austin finally stands up, grabs his Tag Team Title and heads for the door.
Don McMichael: Austin, Austin, please, a moment.
Austin stops and slings the belt over his shoulder.
Austin Scott: Now's not a real good time, Donny.
Don McMichael: I understand completely. Just real fast, what are your thoughts going into tonight's Tag Title Match - if it even happens?
Austin Scott: Right now, I got eyes for this Alli Taylor she-devil. Nobody pulls what she did to who she did and gets away with it. I'm just sorry I wasn't out there to stop it before it went too far.
Austin looks down at the Tag Title, adjusting it for a moment.
Austin Scott: As for tonight's Tag Title Match, I'll tell you exactly what I told that pretty little lady in there. There's gonna be a Tag Team Title Match tonight in Indy, whether Zoe's fit to perform alongside me or not. Taylor already cost my partner... I'm not about to let her screw over these paying fans too. Even if I have to go out there and win this match all by my lonesome.
Austin glances back into the trainer's room, where Zoe notices him and manages to muster a small smile as she waits for the trainers to return.
Austin Scott: Don.
Austin tips his cowboy hat to Don, then walks away. Don glances inside the trainer's room at Zoe, then walks away as well, leaving the camera to cut back to the ring.
DING DING DING!!!
We come back out to the ring and all the participants of the Chaos Theory Battle Royal are in the ring, awaiting the bell. Standing on the outside, former BWF superstar (and Chaos Theory Brewery co-owner) Jacob Figgins is standing by, holding the shiny new Chaos Theory Championship in his hands.
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Battle Royal to determine the first-ever Chaos Theory Champion! The rules of this match are simple; in order to be eliminated, you must be thrown over the top rope and have both feet hit the floor.
Mick Horrorflick had walked to the ring, grabbing weapons on his way to the ring before the match starts.
DING!
The match is officially started as Omen IV and Kristy Jackson go after Chris Maverick and they throw him in the turnbuckle. Chris big boots them both, then Axel spears him and he rolls under the ropes. Chris Maverick is in pain as EMT's check on him. Omen IV dropkicks Axel before the Ultimate Team and Love Hammers go face to face. They all fight together and Caruso Love throws Stone out the ring and Hardcore Mike throws Jack Hammer out the ring.
Nick Webb: We have a couple of quick eliminations there, and Chris Maverick appears to have injured his ribs.
Rayne: He rolled under the rope though Nick, he’s not eliminated yet.
Mick hits Hardcore Mike in the back with a chair as he's in pain and falls out the ring. Kristy Jackson and Omen IV work together again and kick Mick in the leg and they grab kendo sticks and they hit Mick in the same leg with the kendo sticks before hitting them on his head. They pick up Mick and throw him out onto the apron while James Carson comes from a corner and comes running. Mick moves out the way and eliminates James Carson as Mike Mox turns Mick around and enziguris him before having him eliminated. Meanwhile, everybody targets Caspian Savage in the middle of the ring, surrounding him.
Nick Webb: Newcomer Caspian Savage is surrounded here, this could be his initiation.
Rayne: Or it means that everyone left is afraid of him, Nick.
Caspian Savage has nowhere to go and sees an open spot, but gets speared by Axel and everybody hits him in the back with chairs. Mike Mox puts a chair on his back and he does a shooting star press on Caspian while the chair is on his back. Bounces off his back in sits in the corner as Omen IV hits Axel with a chair and fails as Axel and Mike Mox throw Omen IV out the ring. Caspian runs and goes to clotheslines Mox out the ring, but Mox ducks and dropkicks Caspian out the ring. Axel quickly clotheslines Mox out the ring quick. Caruso Love hits Axel on his back and Axel turns around and Kristy and Axel kick him in the gut and throw him out the ring and he lands where the announce table would have been in pain while Kristy Jackson tackles Axel in the turnbuckle and punches him. Axel gives her a bicycle kick and he notices he and Kristy Jackson are the only ones remaining.
Nick Webb: We’re down to two here Rayne, either Axel or Kristy will be our new Chaos Theory Champion.
Axel picks up Kristy and gives her an underhook DDT and picks her up before Irish whipping her and she jumps over him and lifts him up for a hiptoss but lets go and dropkicks him in the corner and Kristy runs fast and dropkicks Axel in the stomach and Axel is still standing up in the corner and Kristy runs again and dropkicks him in the stomach and he sits in the corner and she dropkicks him in the head this time and he lays down in pain and Kristy works on his stomach again and hits him in the stomach and throws Axel in the turnbuckle again and dropkicks him in the stomach over and over and he sits in the corner in pain and she dropkicks him in the stomach Axel is really in pain and she picks him up and Axel uppercuts her and she falls on the apron.
Rayne: This one's going out to no man's land!
Axel walks to her and he headbutts him in the stomach and throws him on the apron and does the superman punch and Axel hangs on as she gets on the apron and kicks him in the stomach trying to back suplex him out the ring but Axel headbutts her and hangs on really tight and Chris Maverick is getting helped up by a EMT and rolls in the ring quick and runs to the rope and goes to the side Kristy and Axel are at and does a running shoulder block and they fall to the ground in pain and the bell rings!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen... your winner... AAAND NEW Chaos Theory Champion… CHRIS MAVERICK!!!
Nick Webb: I forgot Maverick was still in the match! Unbelievable!
Rayne: Ha, I told you he wasn’t eliminated, you never listen to me.
Jacob Figgins hops onto the apron and enters the ring, then claps for Chris before handing over the Chaos Theory Title and holding his arm in the air. Maverick grabs the title, pulls his arm away from Figgins and holds the belt in shock on his knees crying. Axel and Kristy curse out the ref and curse at Chris Maverick and he raises the title on the turnbuckle in shock.
Nick Webb: Well, against all odds, Chris Maverick is the first-ever Chaos Theory Champion!
Rayne: Now, the hard part begins. That title will be on the line at every show... let's see how long he can hold onto it!
Nick Webb: Not long, I'd wager, if Axel and Kristy Jackson have anything to say about it!
Rejected Pep Talk
Johnny Maverick is rubbing his temples as he paces back and forth.
Johnny Maverick: I told you to tone it down so you'd stop getting yourselves disqualified.
He looks at Spyke Gein then at Allen Chaney.
Johnny Maverick: I didn't mean for you to skip around like a couple of pansies playing grab-ass.
Spyke Gein: Hey, we were jumped from behi-
Johnny cuts him off.
Johnny Maverick: If that sentence you are about to finish is an excuse then do yourself a favor and shut the fuck up.
Spyke is surprised by this response from his older brother.
Allen Chaney: I don't see you helping.
Johnny steps in front of Allen and gets face-to-face with him.
Johnny Maverick: I'm here to give you boys guidance. If you want someone to win your matches for you? Kiss Emily Corlen's ass a little and she'll just book you in handicap matches to beat up people she doesn't like. Doesn't that sound fulfilling? I happen to think I'm looking at future Tag Team champions not a pair of hired goons.
The message seems to be sinking in.
Johnny Maverick: I am here for the benefit of both of you. If my guidance is not appreciated? Best of luck.
Johnny starts to walk away.
Spyke Gein: Wait.
Johnny stops.
Allen Chaney: We appreciate your time, but we had no control of what happened last week.
Johnny rolls his eyes.
Johnny Maverick: Well I tell you what. If Mick Horrorflick shows his face this time I'll be at ringside to break his face. You two just bring the pain. The LEGAL pain that doesn't get you disqualified. You fuck this up and I'll win the tag titles myself and smack you around with 'em. You two are better than losing to a pair of walking dick jokes no matter how many dipshits in masks show up. I believe that. I believe you're better than Zoe and Austin, too. Get out there and show it or hang out at catering with Lenard the Mime every night. Your call.
Allen Chaney: We've got this.
Spyke Gein: What he said.
Johnny Maverick: You two are Rejects. You've been told your whole lives that you weren't good enough, that you don't have the right look or attitude, that you'll never get your time in the spotlight. Get out to that ring and show the world what Rejection can do to a man.
Johnny says the last line emphatically. Allen and Spyke look at each other and nod. Inspired by Johnny's speech they share a fist bump and leave their locker room. Johnny takes a deep breath. He looks at the poster on the wall, a promotional poster with the BWF World Title prominently featured. In the background, we see a BWF medical official pulling Allen and Spyke aside; what she tells them is inaudible, but both men look instantly disappointed and conflicted, even as Johnny takes a few extra moments to stare at the poster.
Johnny Maverick: You... I'll get to you soon enough.
Johnny nods to the poster before walking away, completely oblivious to the disillusioned looks on the faces of his brother and pupil.
Nick Webb: Up next we have the International championship on the line as Scorpio takes on the Straight Shooter, Matt Stone."Whoa is Me" by Down With Webster hits the BlazenTron and the crowd immediately starts booing.
Rayne: I’ve been looking forward to this one all night! Both men want to tear each other apart.
Nick Webb: Indeed, this whole match came about when BWF C.E.O. Emily Corlen ordered Matt Stone into a 3 on 1 match against James Carson, Allen Chaney and then undefeated International Champion, Scorpio.
Rayne: With Matt winning, he left a stain on Scorpio’s record that he looks to clean up here tonight!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the BWF International Championship! Introducing first...
Say whoa (whoa)
The more I feel it (whoa)
The more I need it (whoa)
You say whoa
Whoa is me
I'm so whoa
Matt Stone comes out from the back to a chorus of boos. He struts down the ramp towards the ring, wearing his patterned hoodie with a large Maple Leaf on the back. He threatens to hit a member of the crowd who was holding up a Canada sucks sign and just walks on.
Scott Benjamin: From Ottawa, Ontario Canada, weighing in at Two-hundred and twenty pounds, he is the Abominable Showman… MATT STONE!!!
The more I feel it (whoa)
The more I need it (whoa)
You say whoa
Whoa is me
I'm so whoa
Matt gets on the apron and gets inside the ring, heading straight to a corner and mounts the middle turnbuckle raising his hands. He shouts out over the loud jeers being rained down on him. He shakes his head to their reaction. You don't deserve to see me! He shouts out getting down and taking off the hoodie. Matt gets ready for his opponent, bouncing off the ropes to loosen up as his music fades away
Scott Benjamin: And his opponent, weighing in at Two-hundred and twenty pounds, from Mission Hills, California...he is the International Champion... SCORPIO!!!
No one is sure exactly what happened, but for some reason a '78 Pontiac Firebird Trans-Am, you know the black one with the big phoenix on the front in that weird separated block thing, began to pull out to the side of the stage, all the while "Dreamwave" by Vogel was kicking into to full gear, filling the arena with synthwave, and positively raising the IQ of those too silly to not enjoy Synthwave on a daily basis. The '78 Pontiac Firebird Trans-Am revved its V8 engine a few times, the vibration of said engine revving moistening the panties of everyone within a 300 mile radius, whether they wanted it or not, then the main attraction came, whether he was curtain jerking or closing the show, everyone came to see - Scorpio - Standing a pair of Aviator sunglasses, a white leather jacket, and his worn blue jeans he had specially made to not rub his crotch the wrong way when he was wrestling, the moistening intensified. Slipping his hands into his Jacket pockets he made his way down to the ring, was he looking into the ring? Was he looking past it? No one could tell with those slick aviators on, that is until he reached the end of the ramp, pulled his glasses off, and tossed them into the crowd, he probably shouldn't have, they're pretty expensive. He pulled his White Leather Jacket off and cracked his neck, The moistening was too intense this time, people are fainting in their seats, old grand mothers are blushing. He leapt from the ringside floor to the apron and slipped between the ropes like a sleek cheetah, he didn't even go to the turnbuckle for a cheap pop or a pose, he got them either way. "Dreamwave" by Vogel faded out, and the people returned from the Hypnotic trance that was Scorpio's entrance.
Nick Webb: Both men haven’t taken their eyes off each other since the got out here Rayne.
Rayne: Neither one wants to show any sign of weakness, Nick.
Bryan Swanson calls for the bell and the match is officially underway. Stone and Scorpio lock up with Stone getting the early advantage, slipping behind Scorpio and slapping him upside the head, foregoing any sort of chain wrestling and just trying to humiliate him. This irritates Scorpio to the point where he charges and takes Stone down to the mat, starting to throw rights and lefts at the Canadian, who covers up as best he can. Swanson tries to pull Scorpio off, but the International champion cannot be denied as he hammers more and more, leaving it up to Stone to fight back, shooting his hand straight up and catching Scorpio in the eyes. Temporarily blinded, Scorpio isn't able to maintain his advantage and is pushed off, matt getting up to his feet. Scorpio rubs his eyes and clears the pain, but just in time to see a foot entering his field of vision and the force of the standing dropkick Stone just delivered sends Scorpio falling backwards through the ropes and to the outside mats.
Nick Webb: That was a nasty fall there for Scorpio.
Rayne: Stone put him through a table last week and he was up rather quickly, he’s a tough man, our champion.
Stone leaves the ring and grabs Scorpio, but the champ pushes him back and sends a stiff right hand to the challenger’s face, knocking him back. Scorpio leans forward and grbs Stone’s arm, whipping him hard across and into the steel turnbuckle, Matt’s head bouncing off and forcing him to the ground, holding his forehead. Scorpio advances, hearing the counting from Bryan in the ring and wanting a decisive victory, Scorpio picks Stone up and tosses him back inside. Scorpio hops back up on the apron and slides into the ring, keeping his eyes on Stone. Matt is trying to get back up, and Scorpio lunges at him, driving his forearm into the side of Stone’s head, knocking him straight back down. Hitting the ropes quickly, Scorpio drops a snap leg drop on the back of Stone’s head and rolls him over for a cover, getting a near fall.
Nick Webb: Scorpio is sure in control now, Rayne.
Rayne: Both of these men want this win bad Nick, there are still plenty of stops to be pulled out of the ground before this one is over, I feel.
Scorpio lifts Stone up off the mat, grabbing his head in a front chancery, cranking on the sides with a front facelock. Bryan goes to check on Matt, see if he was going to give up, but he doesn’t have time as Stone is already pushing Scorpio backwards into the near-by turnbuckle, breaking the hold. Matt measures Scorpio and delivers a back elbow square on his jaw, dazing the champion. Stone lifts Scorpio up in a seated position, catching him under the chin with an uppercut. Stone climbs up to the second rope, lifting Scorpio up standing as well and hooks the champion’s head, looking for a superplex, but Scorpio grabs the top rope to stop their momentum dead. Stone tries a second time, but once again it’s blocked. Matt releases Scorpio’s head, but before he can execute anything, Scorpio kicks him in the midsection and sends him flying off the ropes, to the ground. Matt rolls through, standing up, but is hit immediately from a flying clothesline from Scorpio! The International champion jumps over to pin Stone quickly, but Matt kicks out before three.
Nick Webb: High impact move from Scorpio, gets a 2 count.
Rayne: I told you, both men have a lot left.
Scorpio looks at Bryan for a second, then grabs Matt’s head, lifting him up again. Pushing him back against the ropes, Scorpio catches Stone and flips him over for a quick powerslam, hooking his leg again for a two count. Getting a little frustrated, Scorpio starts to pick Stone up, but Matt counters with a quick inside cradle, getting a two count of his own. Both men scramble back to their feet and start throwing right hands out of nowhere, back and forth they go, blow for blow, the crowd loving the brutality of the shots until Scorpio lunges forward with his leg extended, doubling Stone over with a deep knee lift, spinning him around and tossing him hard into the turnbuckle, Stone going between the top and middle straight into the steel post. Stone screams out in pain from the impact and Scorpio knows what to to. He gets out on the apron and gets a running start, throwing caution to the wind and dropkicking Stone’s arm back into the post! Matt immediately jumps back out of the corner holding his arm, flailing on the ground as the International champion recovers on the outside.
Nick Webb: Vicious strike there from Scorpio, he said he wanted to kill Stone’s career and that might be a way to do it.
Rayne: Actually he said he just wanted to kill Stone, his career was implied.
Scorpio slides back into the ring and walks over, looking down at Stone, sending a quick kick to the side of his arm, causing even more pain to the bicep and shoulder area. Grabbing Stone’s right arm, Scorpio lifts him up and wrenches his arm quickly with an arm wringer, the common move taught week one of wrestling school is effective in this situation, Stone screaming out again. Scorpio does it a second time, but before Stone can react, Scorpio flips his legs over and forces Matt down on the mat in his Megabyte (Cross Armbreaker)! Matt screams out in pain, Scorpio pulling back as much as he can, Bryan Swanson right in position to see if Stone is going to give up. Matt reaches out with his free hand, but he’s too far from the ropes to reach them, screaming out in pain again. Scorpio screams for Bryan to ask Stone to quit, but the stubborn Canadian starts inching the two of them towards the ropes, despite the pain. Scorpio pulls back more and Stone’s left arm shoot up, looking like he might tap out. He holds it up for a few seconds before he swings his left leg out onto the bottom rope, getting the rope break. Swanson tell Scorpio to break which he does, raising his arms in the air, believing that Stone tapped out.
Nick Webb: Scorpio thinks he’s won, but Stone never tapped.
Rayne: Never tapped? Who taught you English, Barney the Dinosaur?
Swanson explains to Scorpio, who looks incensed at the news. Scorpio pushes Bryan out of the way and goes to Stone who is slowly standing with the help of the ropes, back to the champion. Scorpio reaches out to grab Stone, who quickly spins around and clocks Scorpio square on the jaw with a left handed punch, knocking the champ flat on his back. Matt falls down as well and reaches under the top of the apron for a second as Swanson is able to get back in position to find both men down.
Rayne: Stone used the brass knucks! That was a pure Falcon Punch!
Nick Webb: First of all, knucks? Who taught you English, Big Bird? Second, I didn’t see them.
Swanson starts counting as both men start moving on the mat, Stone holding his right arm in pain, Scorpio rolling to his side holding his jaw as he too starts to get up. Both men are back up at the seven count, Scorpio going for a right hand, Stone blocking with his left arm and kicking Scorpio’s shin. Once again, Scorpio goes for a right, Stone blocks with his left and kicks Scorpio, this time in the thigh. Scorpio swings his left hand this time, and Stone is unable to block with his right and takes it right on the chin, followed by a second, thena third. Matt is dazed against the ropes, Scorpio grabbing him and whipping him across the ring with an Irish whip, dropping his head for a back body drop, but Stone is able to leap right over him, stopping his own momentum dead. Scorpio gets up and turns around, getting blasted square in the face with Stone’s Go Go Gadget Foot (Super Kick)! Matt get’s on top of Scorpio for the cover and gets a 2 count, Scorpio kicking out right before the three.
Nick Webb: Close call there for the International champion, we almost crowned a new one!
Rayne: But look at Matt’s right arm, he hasn’t moved it at all Nick.
Stone is up first, holding his arm with a grimace, Scorpio up after, but still going to initiate the action, sends a hard kick up to Matt’s arm, forcing the Showman down on one knee, grabbing his head and lifting him up for a Revolution DDT! Shooting the half, Scorpio get’s a two and a half count. After eyeing Bryan on what he thought to be a slow count, Scorpio grabs Stone’s hair and starts pulling him up to a vertical base, driving his knee deep into Matt’s abdomen to further weaken the Shooter. The International champion sets Stone up, lifting him up high above his head, spreading him up and dropping him straight down, hitting him with The Dreamwave (Tommy Dreamer's TommyHawk)!!
Nick Webb: There it is, Scorpio hits the Dreamwave, Stone is out!
Rayne: I think you may be right there Nick.
Suddenly, “The Red” by Chevelle starts playing and Toco comes out onto the ramp.
Nick Webb: Oh my god, it’s Toco! He defeated Alex Wilkie earlier in a brutal Last Man Standing match!
Rayne: What’s he doing here?
Scorpio is also curious was Toco is doing here, watching him rather than covering Stone. Toco is slowly making his way down the ramp, obviously still sore from earlier. With Stone out, Scorpio starts screaming at Toco to go away, but like a snowball slowly rolling down a hill, Toco’s inertia cannot be stopped. At the bottom of the ramp, Toco stops, telling Scorpio he’s just here to watch the action, but Scorpio is suspicious. He reluctantly turns around to find Stone still on the mat and walks over to him to get the cover, but Stone springs up and hits the C-c-c-c-combo Breaker (Codebreaker)!! Some members of the crowd cheer, others boo.
Nick Webb: Combo Breaker! Stone hit the combo Breaker!
Rayne: I don’t believe it, Stone’s going to win this!
Toco’s portrays false surprise with Stone move, chuckling as he sees Matt crawling over to make the cover, Matt going to hook both of Scorpio’s legs, but in the process, Scorpio grabs Stone’s right arm and wraps his legs around Matt’s head! Scorpio starts pulling down on Stone’s head, locking him in The Sunset Strip (Triangle Chokehold)!
Nick Webb: Good god, the counter! Stone’s trapped!
Rayne: Back and forth, what a great match!
Scorpio is pulling straight down, trying to choke Stone out while hyper extending his already injured arm, Stone slowly fading. Scorpio pulls back as hard as he can and Matt quickly flips over Scorpio, Bryan getting down to count Scorpio's shoulders…
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Here is your winner….AAAAND NEEEEWWW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION… MAAAAATT STOOOOOONE!!!
Bryan calls for the bell, pointing to Stone, but Scorpio still has the hold locked in, despite losing the match. Scorpio seems to be pulling even more now, looking to take Stone out for good. Bryan tries to pull them apart, but can’t. Toco slides in the ring and comes over, pulling Toco off as well as three more referees come down. Toco is able to get Scorpio off and the two of them start brawling as Stone is pulled out of the ring, out on his feet. Katrina rushes down to check on Matt as well, the four referees now in the ring trying to separate Toco and Scorpio, who are both throwing punches at each other. EMTs come down now to check on Matt as well, Stone, barely conscious, sends Katrina out to retrieve his new title.
Nick Webb: Matt Stone is the new International Champion, but he doesn’t look like a winner here.
Rayne: Stone might have a broken arm, and we have Scorpio and Toco brawling in the ring!
DING DING DING!!!
"Light Grenades" by Incubus hits and out walk the Comedian and the Green-Haired Gaijin themselves. But instead of slapping each other around and running down the ramp, they're merely shaking their heads and walking down the ramp, seemingly lower energy than we're used to seeing from them.
Nick Webb: A more somber entrance from the Rejects than we've seen in the past, they've no doubt seen the heinous attack of Zoe Cooper earlier in the night by that snake in the grass, Alli Taylor!
Rayne: Hey there buster, you whatcher mouth about a decorated former multi-champion, great musician and hot little number like the Beauty! She probably had her reasons and I don't wanna get in the middle of that shit, man. And what the hell are these two lookin' so sad about? Chin up, princesses, ya got a great opportunity here to get some belts off a weakened team, I'd say ya got a good day ahead of ya.
Nick Webb: They aren't vultures, Rayne, they're competitors, athletes, they came here to wrestle a fair match, not capitalize off of someone else's cheap shots!
As the two announcers bicker like a married couple, the more important duo makes their way to the ring. Allen rolls into the ring instead of that running slide, and Spyke very quickly jogs up the steps before slipping through the ropes and into the ring. It seems they make a beeline right to BWF ring announcer Scott Benjamin, speaking with him in hushed tones. After a moments' conversation, Scott gives them a nod and a thumbs' up, while the two stand there in pensive poses.
Scott Benjamin: Ladies and gentlemen, The Rejects have offered to postpone this match on the grounds of Miss Zoe Cooper's injury earlier tonight. We apologize for this turn of events, but the health of our talent comes first.
The crowd starts booing at the lack of tag match, even as Spyke and Allen both shake their heads while looking at each other, at Scott, and at the crowd there before them.
Rayne: Aww c'mon, fellas, that ain't right! This is Danger Zone, this is a major pay per view and it's a major title match! Ya don't postpone THIS match, of all matches!
Nick Webb: But you saw the attack earlier! Zoe Cooper was viciously, heinously assaulted; she can't be expected to compete after that, especially after the extensive damage done to her knee.
Rayne: Don't give me that crap, pal, that's what happens when ya hold two titles, ya paint two targets right on yer keister, and if ya don-
BWF's colorful color commentator is cut off by Brantley Gilbert's "Kick It In The Sticks", and out storms Austin Scott! BWF Tag title slung around his shoulder, he isn't wearing anything flashy save for his ring gear and his cowboy hat. No sunglasses, no coats, no pyros, not even any taunting. He largely ignores the cheers and outstretched hands, and his eyes are flashing with machismo and determination.
Rayne: Forget what I was sayin', look at that man, dude's more pissed off than a cat fucking a porcupine. He said this match was happening with or without Zoe, and now the Rejects are trying to call it off before he even gets out here!
Nick Webb: You said it and you have to think that after the attack on Zoe, that Austin has to be worrying about his partner, and he may be looking forward to a fight here to get his mind off things.
Rayne: Yeah I been there, but he don't wanna get too distracted with that. He don't keep his mind on the two weirdos in the ring, he's gonna get his face reattached a few times.
Nick Webb: Absolutely and wait a minute what was that you said earlier?
While Webb tries to get rid of a ghastly mental image, Austin has slid into the ring and almost violently thrown his belt aside, letting it slap against the ring ropes before falling, to the ring apron and getting stuck on the tarp. The Rejects both approach him, trying to explain themselves and trying to calm down the Son of the South Austin Scott, but Austin just shakes his head and refuses to listen. Allen reaches over and places a hand on Austin's shoulder to try and get him to listen, but the big, heftier man in the ring gets shoved HARD, all the way back to his turnbuckle for his troubles. An instant later Spyke, brows furrowed, pushes Austin in much the same way. BWF Official Jenni Flynt decides that moment to step into the middle of the ring and directs traffic, placing her palms out either way and ushering the team and the lone man back to their respective corners. Then... she calls for the bell!
DING!
Nick Webb: Well, as Rayne mentioned before, Austin did say earlier that this match was going to happen with or without Zoe Cooper... and it looks like it'll be without. Scott now has a tall order ahead of him; two Rejects standing between him and a successful retention of the Tag Team Titles.
Rayne: I never was great at math, but I don't think these numbers add up for Austin. Not tonight.
Allen and Austin start things off, obviously. They circle around each other once and then lock up for a power struggle. And very quickly, Allen wins and shoves Austin down HARD. The good ol' southern boy lands hard on his shoulders and rolls to his feet, adjusting his gear and looking around. Clearly, he determines early on that he's at a disadvantage, but goes for another lock-up! Allen accepts and is clearly about to win again...when Austin falls just before Allen gets ready to shove. With all of Allen's power and balance being put into that push, it makes Austin's drop-toehold all the easier to achieve, and Allen falls right on his face, hard! Austin springs up to his feet only to leap off of them with an elbow drop right to the back of Allen's skull, which he then turns into a headlock. Though Allen is the stronger competitor, he has no leverage here and is kept dazed and is kept from throwing his bulk around for the moment, while Austin sits, catches his breath, and looks from Allen to Spyke and back again.
Nick Webb: Austin Scott going for a submission early here, and I doubt he thinks he can get Allen Chaney to tap so quickly. But this is a good chance to get his head straight and come up with a plan of attack. The odds are against him here, but if anyone on the roster can persevere, it's Austin Scott!
Rayne: Hey, did you smear your lipstick kissing his ass yet? Wanna go put on a fresh coat? What he's doin' here is getting his arms tired, and annoying a big bull with a vicious streak a mile wide. And that fancy catch-can bullshit ain't gonna help in a handicap match.
Already as Rayne and Webb chatter on like talking heads, Allen Chaney is working to his feet and before Austin can recover or change tactics, the 233 pound Texan is being hoisted up in a deadlift, improvised backdrop! Though it didn't have the footing and leverage of a proper backdrop, it does the trick in dazing the now solo tag team champion. Allen makes it to his feet and groggily jogs up to the smaller, flight-ier member of the Rejects, Spyke Gein. The tag is made, and Spyke is quickly hopping over the ropes and bouncing around! Austin has made it to his feet in all this time, and is 'dancing' over to the Green-haired Gaijin with his fists raised, a boxer's stance this time. This fight is a lot more focused and measured, with Austin throwing test jabs and feints which Spyke dodges and deflects, all the while throwing side and low kicks that Austin blocks and deflects. Suddenly Spyke goes for a high kick to the side of Austin's head, and Austin blocks with his left forearm! He quickly grabs the foot before Spyke can bring it down, and rushes in to give Spyke a very strange looking hug. And a second later, Spyke is lifted through the air and brought down in an authoritative T-Bone suplex, done so hard the ring shakes! It looked like he hit the mat so hard that his right knee smacked him in the face, and the kid looks absolutely dazed. Austin goes for the cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Allen didn't even leave the apron, so confident that Spyke would kick out, and he wasn't wrong. Austin is up on his knees, wiping his brow and looks down to see Spyke's right knee smack him in the face. Austin is knocked back to a seating position clutching his face, and both men are clamboring to their feet! Spyke gets there first and is bounding against the opposite ropes, coming back and charging right at Austin's patented running lariat! But Austin never hits what he calls the Straight Whiskey, because Spyke ducks underneathand leaps straight up to the ropes, the ropes and not the turnbuckles. Somehow, he knows the perfect time to flip off, as Austin turns around confused right into a...
Nick Webb: Hurricanrana...
1!
Crowd: RANA-BO-BANNA...
Nick Webb: BANNANNA-FO...
2!
Everyone: FANA!
Kickout!
Rayne: All of you are idiots.
Spyke is up, somewhat groggy after that exchange, and lightly jogs over to the waiting Allen Chaney and tags in the husky powerhouse. Austin is crawling over, and is working his way to his hands and knees when Allen reaches down, to clutch the fallen Texan around his waist and belly. Instantly he snaps Austin up, deadlifting him and pivoting him into a powerful Gutwrench Powerbomb! This puts Austin laying across from the turnbuckles, and puts him in perfect position for a WTFFF! This is an opportunity that, clearly, The Comedian doesn't intend to waste. He's climbing up, and after steadying himself, he flies!
Rayne: Oh, goddamn!
Nick Webb: No, he missed! He missed, Austin rolled out of the way, I thought he was a goner for sure!
Austin has indeed rolled out of the way, and he's pulled himself up to one knee, his right arm clutching the middle ropes with his back to the turnbuckles. It looks like he can barely stand, but with his hair in his face, he's watching the struggling Allen Chaney. And as Chaney unsteadily, finally works himself to his feet, Austin shoots out of the turnbuckle. It isn't pretty, and Austin looks like he's trying to run underwater, but with how woozy Allen is, that spear is an effective move nonetheless! Austin with the cover.
1!
2!
Kickout!
It seems that Austin isn't bothered by this, but instead springs to his feet and runs to the farthest rope while Allen gets to his feet quicker this time. And, that seems to be a bad move, because this time, Austin hits what he was looking for earlier, and that stiff running lariat he calls the Straight Whiskey, almost takes Allen Chaney's jolly looking head right off his massive shoulders! Another pinfall!
1!
2!
3-NO! KICKOUT!
The crowd is on its feet after that, some of them cheering, others booing, it seems the three men involved in this match have the crowd completely divided. Nonetheless, Austin works his way groggily to his feet, it seems that sudden burst of offense has winded him, or perhaps he's blown something in his legs. But he fights it off, and grabs Allen by the wrist, and by the hair, forcing the larger athlete to his feet. A forearm shot is landed to keep Allen dazed, followed by one more, before Austin picks the man up! The show of strength is incredible, and he brings his arms out in a pose and taunt, keeping the man balanced right on his right shoulder.
Nick Webb: Could this be it? Could this be the Ace in the Hole?!
Rayne: Well that ain't smart, he hasn't taken out Spyk-and nevermind!
With Austin's shakey legs, his sheer exhaustion, the massive weight of Allen Chaney and Allen's own fighting and kicking of his legs, have all contributed to let Allen work to his feet and end up with Austin on his shoulders. And Allen doesn't let this opportunity go to waste, he runs and charges at the turnbuckle they're both in front of, smashing Austin's spine, lower back and shoulders into that unforgiving corner, while he's upside down and groggy. But Allen isn't done, instead he backs up, and turns around from that side of the ring, looking at his corner with his tag partner on it. The comedian lets out a very unfunny battle cry from the top of his lungs, and charges with a full head of steam towards his own corner. And when he hits the center of the ring, that's when he LEAPS up for extra impact, bringing Austin against that turnbuckle with considerable more power and authority. The Texan looks almost dead, dangling weakly in Allen's grasp, and Allen just brings Austin down in a lazy looking Oklahoma slam, right there in his corner. He pins the champion, and Jenni counts.
1!
2!
3-NO! KICKOUT!
Another huge cheer from the audience and Allen can't believe it. The man is sweating profusely, and slowly, gingerly starts to pick Austin up, but when Austin hits his feet he fights back with rights and lefts! This sudden fury triggers something deep and primal in the Comedian, and now the two are just trading rights and lefts, neither one blocking or dodging, neither one responding to the attacks in either way, but just sending out punches. Spyke watches from the turnbuckle, almost wide-eyed, and the crowd is on their feet for this!
Rayne: Jeezus, man, look at that. These boys ain't playin' around, they just wanna plum kill each other!
Nick Webb: Incredible burst of adrenaline here from Austin Scott, he's fighting on pure heart and instinct here. Can he do this?!
But even as Webb shows his support, Austin is being driven back from the onslaught, and soon a big time uppercut causes Austin to stagger away from the power that is Allen Chaney. Allen is walking forward, whirling his hands together, and the audience knows what's coming! They cheer as, Austin steps forward right into a powerful Bionic Elbow! Austin is down, staggered, but is brought right back up by Allen Chaney. He's done playing around, and quickly grabs the champion in an upside down 'package', and the crowd anticipation is MASSIVE.
Nick Webb and Rayne: OHHHHHHHHHHH!
Rayne: THE PUNCHLINE! THAT'S IT, BROTHER, IT'S OVER!
Austin was driven into the ground like his skull was a meteor, and the crowd explodes, their voices almost hoarse at this point. His lifeless body is sprawled on the mat. Allen Chaney, who is gassed and exhausted from this, crawls over and all but collapses on Austin Scott's upper body, ignoring his legs. Jenni counts.
1!
2!
3.................. NO! KICKOUT AT THE LAST MILLISECOND!
Jenni is almost as exhausted as the wrestlers, and she can't even believe it as at the last moment, Austin spins himself to end up upside down, almost on pure instinct rather than any real strategy. The crowd themselves are exhausted at this point, but they find enough energy to lose their fucking minds here. Allen can't believe it, and he isn't sure what to do as he works his way up to his knees and gasps open-mouthed for breath. Suddenly, Spyke gets his attention, the smaller man shouting from over on the apron.
Spyke Gein: HEY! PLAN X!
Nick Webb: Plan X? Is that what he said? What could that be?
It appears that Allen has to consider this a moment, but finally nods his head and concedes. He works his way up to his feet, and sends down a random stomp to the back of Austin's skull while the Texan tries to work to his hands and knees. This causes Austin to collapse again, distracted while Allen goes over, and tags in Spyke. But instead of entering the ring right away, Spyke begins climbing the turnbuckle while Allen walks back toward the center of the ring, grabbing the Son of the South and getting him up for what looks like a Concrete Slam?!
Nick Webb: Oh, this looks like it's gonna hurt like a sonuva bitch. Austin probably shoulda let them postpone.
Spyke climbs to the top turnbuckle, while Allen has his back to his tag team partner, and Austin is draped across his back, almost dead. Spyke screams 'NOW!'; Allen Chaney hits the Concrete Slam, AKA the Alabama Slam, but Spyke leaps from the turnbuckle at the right moment. At the height of the move, when Austin is almost 'standing upright' in the air, that's when Spyke meets him upside down, and hits an Overcastle, or a Blockbuster, or a flipping neckbreaker. The combined force of both moves, leaves Austin splattered against the ring, not moving, as Spyke quickly covers the shoulders of Austin, as Jenni begins to count!
1!
2!
3!
Rayne: IT'S OVER, RING THE BELL!
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Here are your winners….AAAAAND THE NEW BWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… THE REEEEJECTS!!!
"Light Grenades" by Incubus hits the BlazenTron as Allen and Spyke start to celebrate in the ring. The timekeeper hands Allen the only Tag Team Title out there, and he holds one end while Spyke grabs the other. They both hold the singular Tag Title high in the air as the crowd cheers, both for the Rejects' victory and Austin Scott's incredible show of testicular fortitude. On the stage, Johnny Maverick, who has been watching since the match began (and likely waiting in case Mick Horrorflick made an appearance) claps and gives his brother and pupil a thumbs up.
Nick Webb: It's over. Austin Scott did everything he could, but the odds were just far too overwhelming! He pulled out everything but the kitchen sink, but the force of the Rejects, the speed and agility of the Super-Kawaii Green-haired Gaijin of Gore Spyke Gein, the devastating power of The Comedian Allen Chaney, and no doubt the worry Austin had over his friend and partner Zoe Cooper's attack earlier tonight, they all combined to end an era here tonight. And those two men standing right there, exhausted but still celebrating and unable to believe their good fortune here tonight, these men are your new tag team champions!
Rayne: There's only one belt out here tonight to be handed to them, but they're holdin' on to it just the same. Think Zoe's gonna keep hers? She could, she could just drive off with it. Nobody could stop her.
Nick Webb: I don't think she's going to do that! But that isn't important right now. What's important, are our new Tag Team Champions, The Rejects! This is big, Rayne. Holy moly, this is big.
A Stone's Throw
The camera shifts backstage, where we see Katrina Evans talking with one of the trainers - the same one the Don interviewed earlier regarding Zoe Cooper. He walks off just as BWF C.E.O. Emily Corlen walks up, barely able to contain her smirk.
Emily Corlen: Katrina. Nice... um, match... out there tonight. Tell me...
She glances into the trainer's room, but nobody is currently inside.
Emily Corlen: How is Matt doing?
Katrina Evans: They took him to the hospital. They said he -
Emily starts laughing uproariously, interrupting Katrina. Katrina looks almost offended as Emily struggles to stop herself from laughing.
Emily Corlen: Oh, that is... that is rich. Remind me to give ol' Scorp a raise. Oh, and Katrina, dear? Let Matt know he can have the next two weeks off to rest, because on May 26, whether he's one hundred percent, in a cast, laid up in the ICU or dead in the ground? He's going to be defending that International Championship... against Scorpio.
The crowd boos loudly at this.
Emily Corlen: And I'll even do him another favor, in the interest of his health. Let Matt know he's officially out of the Happenstance Tournament. After all, we wouldn't want him to risk further injury.
Emily pauses as the crowd boos louder.
Emily Corlen: Who says I'm not a good boss?
The C.E.O. grins and walks away. Katrina watches her go, her mouth agape in almost shock (or perhaps she forgot how to close it, never can tell with Katrina). She walks off in the other direction, no doubt worried about the announcements she would soon have to key Matt in on, even as the screen fades to black before an incredibly well-timed "Don't do this at home" bumper starts playing.
Took Them Long Enough
In the backstage area we see now former BWF Tag Team Champion Austin Scott sitting in the locker room with an ice bag taped to his shoulder as he sits against a locker. His hair is a mess as he starts to pull it back into a ponytail. He looks absolutely defeated as the door swings open and Zoe Cooper appears in the doorway on crutches. She hobbles into the room as Scott sighs, standing and looking to the ground.
Austin Scott: I let you down. I couldn’t get the job done tonight. I thought that I could go out there and take on the Rejects by myself and it cost us our titles.
Cooper gets closer and touches his shoulder.
Zoe Cooper: You did great, Austin. I wasn’t there to watch your back and help and you did everything you could do. Don’t beat yourself up.
She leans in and wraps her arms around him and presses her head against his chest.
Zoe Cooper: At least we still have each other.
Cooper takes a deep breath as she starts to blush after realizing what she said. She pulls away and looks up to see Scott smiling.
Austin Scott: What do you mean?
She starts to stumble on her words and clears her throat.
Zoe Cooper: I just mean, um, that just because we don’t have the titles that we...
Scott leans in, puts his hand on her neck, and kisses her for the first time and it takes her by surprise. The crowd loves it as the camera starts to back up slowly as the two partners share their first kiss. The camera man backs up out of the door as we cut away.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: The following contest is your main event of the evening and it is for the BWF World Championship! Introducing first...
There’s a quiet throughout the arena but that changes as “Lights Out” by P.O.D. cues up throughout the arena and the fans rise to their feet and cheer for one of the biggest pops of the night. The lights flash blue as spotlights flash around the arena. AJ Adams comes out onto the stage to the cheers and looks around the stage and the crowd, taking it all in.
Respect I earned, started with the clique that I hanged
Respect I earned, ever since i got in this game
Respect I earned, never wanting fortune or fame
Scott Benjamin: He weighs in at one hundred-seventy six pounds, from Los Angeles, California... AJ ADAMS!!!
Adams stands at the top of the ramp and points up to the sky.
Chiggy-check, microphone check
Chiggy-check, microphone check
It's Lights Out, Game Over
At “lights out”, AJ Adams pumps his arms and screams it with the song as a big pop of pyro goes off. He hops and as he throws his arms out and takes in the fans on the ramp. He high fives a few of them and finally makes it to the ring. He jumps to the apron and climbs to the middle turnbuckle and takes off his shirt before tossing it into the crowd. He jumps into the ring and shakes his head a few times and uses the top rope to stretch his arms and legs.
Nick Webb: AJ looks determined here tonight Rayne, he wants to leave here with the BWF World Championship.
Rayne: Unless he plans on stealing it again, I don’t see that happening.
The lights go out as LMFAO's "Sexy and I Know It" starts kicking up through the arena. Bright rainbow neon lights start flashing all through the arena as smoke starts to fill up the entrance.
When I walk in the spot (yeah), this is what I see (ok)
Everybody stops and they staring at me
The smokes start to part in the middle revealing a god like figure standing at the entrance. Hands on his hips and wearing a pair of purple camo pants.
I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it, show it
Casey then rips away the pants and throws them onto the ground as bright explosions start going off behind him.
I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT!!!
Scott Benjamin: Next, weighing in at two hundred-sixty two pounds, from Skymont, Tennessee… CASEY CAMPBELL!!!
Casey then makes his way slowly down the entrance ramp all the while flexing off his muscles and rotating his hips for the ladies. All the women erupting almost drowning out the music from such an amazing physique gracing them with his presence.
Ah... Girl look at that body
Ah... I work out
Ah... Girl look at that body
I work out!
Casey moving up the steps to the ring he would stop at the last one doing a Captain Morgan pose. Both hands on the back of his head and pelvic thrusting for just a few seconds but for the female audience it felt like eternity in heaven. Finally stepping into the squared circle Casey would stand in the middle with his arms extended out, letting everybody finally embrace and take in the presence of a true Superstar.
Rayne: On the other hand, Casey could very well legally walk out of here with the World Title.
Nick Webb: Casey was standing victorious last week on Havok as we left the fans, what a statement that was.
Used to be your baby, used to be your lady
Thought you were the perfect lover
All the harmony went fallin' out of key, so
Now you gotta find another
Now you're talkin' crazy, sayin' that you made me
Like I was your Cinderella
You and me are through though, watch me hit it solo
I'mma do it acapella, yeah
Scott Benjamin: And finally... from Kingston, Ontario Canada... she is the BWF World Champion… the First Lady of the BWF... ELIZABETH DAVIS!!!
"Acapella" by Karmen plays throughout the arena as Liz Davis makes her way out to the ring. She flips her hair back as she brushes past the fans cheering for their favorite wrestlers, not her. Walking up the steps, she gets in the ring under the middle rope, walking around the ring, waving to the crowd despite their reaction.
Nick Webb: And we’ve learned not to count out our current champion, either Rayne.
Rayne: I wouldn’t count her out, but it doesn’t look like her knight is here, where’s Stone?
Nick Webb: Stone was taken to a hospital, Rayne, you know that. We saw this literally five minutes ago.
Rayne: He’s still there? What about Liz?!
DING!
Mike Kosiboski stands in the center of the ring and holds up the BWF World title for everyone to see. He passes the title out to Scott before starting to explain the rules to the three wrestlers in the ring when Casey quickly rushes at Adams, tackling him in the corner and begins to unleash rights and left. Seeing this, Davis casually backs up into the far corner to watch the two fighting. Adams is able to control Campbell’s head and spins him around in the corner, delivering a high kick to the side of the PWNstar’s head, followed by several shoulder thrusts. On the fourth shoulder thrust, Casey gets his knee up and pushes Adams backwards, AJ flipping over, rolling to his feet, which is only temporary as Liz dashes from behind and clips his right knee, picking up from where she left off last week on havok. Adams collapses to the mat holding his right leg.
Nick Webb: Elizabeth takes down AJ from behind.
Rayne: Clever to pick her spots like that.
Nick Webb: Yeah, but now she has to deal with Casey.
Casey has come out of the corner, approaching Davis who starts shaking her head, pointing down at AJ. She points to the both of them, then back down to Adams, asking for an alliance to take out AJ from the match. The plan seems to be agreed upon as Casey picks AJ up by his throat and hoisted up onto Casey’s shoulder, the PWNasaurus Rex rushing out of the corner and driving Adams to the mat with a running powerslam. Liz starts clapping, but immediately is grabbed by Casey and lifted up, being dropped flat on her back with a spinebuster!
Rayne: That no good, lousy...
Nick Webb: Casey Campbell is here to fight for himself Rayne, he wants the title back!
Liz rolls away and out of the ring, holding her back from the force, leaving Casey and Adams in the ring. AJ is starting to get up, Campbell walking over and grabbing Adams, but getting immediately struck in the side of the head with a forearm, followed by a second. Knowing he has to strike fast, AJ hits the ropes and comes back, jumping off his feet and knocking Casey to the mat with a cross body block. Adams starts hammering down on Casey until he’s pushed off, getting to his feet as fast as he can. As Casey is getting up, AJ drives his knee into the side of the head of Campbell, knocking him flat on the mat. Adams goes for a cover, but Casey kicks out at one, fighting to get back to his feet. Once again AJ hits the ropes and hits Casey with a running dropkick, but it doesn’t knock the bigger man over. Casey stumbles back towards the ropes, though, and Adams hits the opposite side, charging back, looking for a clothesline, but Casey side steps out of the way and throws AJ as hard as he can over the top, Adams landing on his feet outside the ring, then immediately crashes down to the mat, holding his leg.
Nick Webb: That didn’t look good at all, AJ might have hyperextended his knee or shin with that landing.
Rayne: Good, that’s what the thief deserves, stealing from a Lady like Elizabeth.
Casey glances over the rope to see the pain Adams is in, but he doesn't get a chance to capitalize on it as he’s quickly jumped on from behind, Davis trying to choke him out. Casey turns and reaches back, grabbing her hair and pulling her off, flipping her over his back to the mat. Liz is back up quickly, sending a kick straight down on the knee of Casey, forcing him to buckle momentarily and allowing for Liz to spin off her back foot, catching Casey square in the jaw with a beautiful back kick. Casey is down to his hands and knees after the shot, allowing Davis to send a hard kick to his ribs, followed by a second one. Rather than falling down flat on his chest like she wanted, Casey turns up and glares at her. Liz’s eyes widen slightly and she tries for a third kick, but Casey is able to catch her foot, standing up still with it in his grasp. Liz starts pleading with him, but he’s having none of it, pulling her closer and dropping her with a straight clothesline. Liz’s head snaps back and she hits the mat hard. Casey gets down and covers Liz…
1!
2!
Before the count of three, Adams pulls Casey out of the ring to break up the pin.
Nick Webb: Adams might have just saved the match right there, I don’t think Liz has moved!
Rayne: Maybe I should go give her mouth to mouth.
Nick Webb: I think you should just stay here.
Once pulled out of the ring, Casey and Adams start throwing hands at each other, Casey getting the better of the exchange with his brute strength advantage. Casey getting the upperhand allows him to grab Adams’ head and slam it down on the apron, not once, but twice before throwing him backwards into the guardrail behind them. Casey takes a moment to tell the fans in the front row to “shut the fuck up” before driving his knee right into Adams’ stomach. AJ starts fighting back with right hands, but they don’t have much power behind them and Casey quickly lowers his head, headbutting Adams to get him to stop. Channeling his inner Warrior, Casey picks Adams up in a press slam, turning around to throw him into the ring, but they both fall as Davis dives through the ropes and tackles Casey! The three of them fall to the ground, Liz being the first to her feet. Davis lifts up Adams and tosses him back in the ring, flipping her hair towards the fallen Campbell before sliding into the ring, herself.
Rayne: There’s the First Lady we all know and love!
Nick Webb: Speak for yourself, Rayne.
With Liz back in the ring, she goes to press her advantage by grabbing Adams’ right leg and lifting it in the air, driving her elbow to the inside of it, working over his leg even more from last week. Liz pulls back on Adams’ knee, wrenching it around her own leg with a modified Indian Deathlock, pulling back trying to get him to give up. AJ is determined to escape, grabbing Davis’ leg and trying to pull it up. Rather than fight to maintain the hold, Liz just kicks him in the jaw and releases it, getting to her feet. Davis waits for Adams to start to get uo before ducking down and sweeping his feet out from under him. She rolls under the bottom rope and gets up on the apron with Adams holding his leg on the mat, allowing her to execute her Do a Barrel Roll (Slingshot Senton from apron to prone in-ring opponent). Just as Elizabeth stands from the move, she’s PWNED!!! (Point-Blank Spear). Casey makes the cover.
1!
2!
3-NO!
Adams dove over to break up the pin, Liz still out flat on her back, arms spread.
Nick Webb: Adams saves the match again!
Rayne: Liz is down, we almost had a new champion!
Casey rolls Liz away as he stands up, going after AJ now, hammering him in the midsection with a knee lift, backing him up against the ropes. Casey goes to whip Adams across the ring, but Adams is able to counter, sending Casey back into the ropes he had his back to, Campbell’s throat hitting the top rope and allowing Adams to roll him backwards with a school boy.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Casey is able to power himself out of the pin and back to his feet, where he immediately falls for a small package from AJ.
1!
2!
3-kickout!
Once again Casey kicks out, though almost too late this time. Once again, Casey is to his feet first and swings at Adams, who ducks out of the way and lunges forward, hitting Campbell with a stiff uppercut on the jaw. Adams then hooks Casey up and lifts him up and over to his back. Adams holds on, rolling the two of them over and back to their feet, flipping him over for a second suplex. Once again, AJ starts to get up but this time when he lifts Casey up, he drops him on his shoulders rather than delivering a third suplex, pushing him up in the air as best he can and raises his left knee, not right, square into Casey’s face for a GTS. AJ grabs his leg, but still makes the cover, hooking a leg.
1!
2!
3-NO!
Casey is able to kick out right before the three count.
Nick Webb: Adams almost had the win there Rayne, it was so close.
Rayne: Casey’s not about to go out like that, Nick.
Adams starts to pick Casey up, but Campbell still has some fight left in him, pushing Adams back. AJ stumbles when he puts weight on his right leg, which is enough of a delay for Casey to lunge forward and get Adams PWNED!!! (Point-Blank Spear) The crowd boos as Casey goes for the cover on AJ.
1!
2!
3-NO!
At the last second, Liz breaks up the pin to keep the match going. Some of the crowd cheers, though likely because the match is still going. Davis is still weakened from the blow she took, allowing Casey to get to his feet first, delivering a knee to her, doubling her over enough for Casey to lift her up in his arms, squeezing the air out of her body before tossing her to the mat with his Bear to Belly Suplex (Bearhug Submission into a Belly to Belly Suplex). Casey hooks her leg for the pin.
1!
2!
3-no!
Liz is able to roll her shoulder up off the mat.
Rayne: The queen’s alive!
Nick Webb: For now, Casey doesn’t look too happy.
Casey hits the ropes behind Liz as she starts getting up, being quickly sent back down to the mat with his A Brush of Greatness (Clothesline from Hell but to the back of the head). Casey picks Davis up off the mat, hooking her head and leg and lifting her up onto his shoulders, looking to finish her off with his BROMAGEDDON!!! (Shell Shock), but he’s hit in the back with a kick, followed by a second one, forcing him to let Liz down. Casey turns to Adams who is sending a third kick, this time hitting Casey hard in the ribs. Adams back against the ropes and charges Casey, but Campbell catches him and spins him around, slamming him down with The Cool Down (Black Hole Slam). Casey hooks his leg for the pin
1!
2!
3-NO!
Adams kicks out right before three, Liz being too late to break up the pin herself. Casey lifts Adams up off the mat, up in the air and straight down with an atomic drop, Adams falling to the mat. Casey grabs both of his arms while he’s on the mat, measuring him up for The Hashtag (Curb Stomp), but before he can do it, Liz comes out of nowhere with her Clock Strikes Midnight (Trouble in Paradise), hitting Casey square in the face, knocking him down. Davis crawls over for the cover on Casey
1!
2!
3-NO!!
Nick Webb: Casey Campbell just kicked out!
Rayne: I don’t believe it, is this his night, Nick?
With all three competitors down, it looks like it could be anyone’s match to win. Adams is starting to get up first, followed by Liz. Davis sees AJ and lunges at him, but AJ catches her coming it with a stiff kick to the midsection, hurting his leg, but dazing Elizabeth enough to open her up for a his Eat It (Fame-Asser). Rather than go for a cover, Adams goes over to Casey, who is now starting to get up. Adams tosses Casey into the nearby corner and climbs up the turnbuckle, starting to hammer right hands down on Casey’s face. Three, four, five shots in a row down on him. After seven shots, Casey starts walking out of the corner, holding Adams up in the air. AJ catches Casey with one more punch and falls to the mat, landing on his feet. His leg buckles again, Casey tries for a big boot, but Adams can still sidestep him and sends a hard kick to Casey’s plant leg, forcing him down, but also hurting AJ’s leg as well. Adams is able to hook Casey’s head, though, and bend him backwards, spinning out, driving Casey into the mat with the Legacy Maker (Sister Abigail). The crowd pops huge as Casey hits the mat, but Adams doesn’t have a chance to do anything for as soon as he hits the mat, Liz grabs his right leg and quickly spins around it, dropping down and locking in the Maple Leaf Lock (Figure 4 Leg lock)!! Adams screams out in pain from the hold and desperately reaches out for the ropes, but they’re too far away. Casey is still out on his back, barely moving; Adams screams out and is forced to tap out.
DING DING DING!!!
Scott Benjamin: Here is your winner…. AAAAAAND STIIIIILL BWF WORLD CHAMPION……. ELIZABETH DAAAAAVIIIISSS!!!
“Acapella” starts to play throughout the arena and Liz breaks her hold, falling back, arms spread out, breathing heavily. Adams grabs his leg as she releases the hold, getting up to her feet and being handed the title. She raises it high in the air, the majority of the crowd booing her, but she doesn’t mind at all. She flips her hair back and leans against the ropes, looking at Casey and Adams.
Rayne: SHE DID IT!
Nick Webb: Elizabeth Davis retains the BWF World Title by submission! It’s a successful title defense here for Elizabeth Davis.
Rayne: Long love the queen!
Nick Webb: Speaking of, don’t forget to check out our next Pay-Per-View offering, Happenstance, coming at you June 16th.
Rayne: Where Liz will continue to reign!
Nick Webb: We’ll see about that. We're out of time here, folks... for Rayne, I’m Nick Webb, we’ll see you next week on Monday Night Havok. Thank you Indianapolis and good night!
We see one final shot of Elizabeth Davis celebrating with the BWF World Championship, before the pay-per-view feed fades to the BWF logo, and then finally to black.
© Blazenwing Wrestling Federation 2014
QUICK RESULTS
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Toco def. Alex Wilkie
Zoe Cooper def. Akemi Hayashi; BWF SOVEREIGN TITLE RETAINED
Chris Maverick won a 12-Person Battle Royal; NEW BWF CHAOS THEORY CHAMPION
Matt Stone def. Scorpio; NEW BWF INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION
Allen Chaney & Spyke Gein def. Austin Scott; NEW BWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS
Elizabeth Davis def. AJ Adams and Casey Campbell; BWF WORLD TITLE RETAINED