Opening
The arena is halfway full..Fans cheering, awaiting the forthcoming..The scene cuts backstage, pulling into the parking lot is a jet black stretch limo..It comes to a stop and out pops the driver in regular bellhop attire. He moves to the back and opens the door and out steps a younger man, probably mid-20's. He's dressed to impress in a Gucci button down suit. Over his eyes are dark glasses, and his short blonde hair, spiked. He motions for the driver to get back in the car and continues into the arena. He continues walking down the SFT Office Corridor until he turns to face a certain door.
Unknown Man:: Ahh, at last, this is it..
He looks to the ceiling and smiles, pressing back his blonde hair and removing his sunglasses.
Unknown Man:: Blackout is mine..How lovely it is to be me.
The scene cuts back to the arena, scanning around the surprised fans, and then down to the announce booth where JC and good ol' RW are standing by waiting to call the action.
RW: Hey John.
JC: Yeah Randy?
RW: We are back brother..Time for the announcement, excuse me.
Randy White, otherwise known as RW, steps away from the announce table and makes his way into the ring, microphone in hand.
RW: Ladies and gentlemen, people of the arena, fans from around the world. I am here right now to introduce to you, your new Blackout producer..A man heralded around the world for his dedication, his intelligence and most times, his looks. Men and Ladies, children, I present to you the man we're investing our trust and our very livelihood into. I present to you, Robert Reckless!
The lights dim in the arena. "Public Service Announcement," performed by Jay-Z, begins quietly with the slow piano intro. The beat drops as Christian-esqe pyro shoot up from the bottom of the ramp and drop from the top of the Strike-tron..The lights flash black and white and then flicker out. A huge boom erupts the arena and the fans are going nuts. Out from entrance walks the very same man, we seen beforehand arriving in the limo. He slowly makes his way to the ring, acknowledging the crowd on his way. He steps up into the ring and removes his jacket revealing a "Blackout" t-shirt. RW claps a bit, shakes his hand, and then hands him the microphone.
Robert Reckless: Ladies and gentlemen in the arena, fellows of the press, tonight marks the start of a new era, in not only Blackout - but the entire SFT aswell. Starting with a few fellows I'd like to bring out right now. Ryan Skold, Rose Thorn, Fox and The Accountant, excuse yourselfs from whatever you are doing and come out to the ring as of this moment.
The fans all look toward the entranceway. Finally after a moment of waiting All but Rose Thorn make their way to the ring. They enter the ring and the show's new producer looks upset, he continues.
Robert Reckless: Now you three are pisspoor examples of Strike Fantasy Towers wrestlers, you three are not what this company needs while passing into a new era. Your work in this company as of late would have earned you a swift boot out of the door anywhere else but we here at SFT don't mind giving second chances..Accountant, you will be booked on my show next week against you, Ryan Skold. Cut a promo or leave. It's quite simple. Fox, you had a very important match at this upcoming pay-per-view, I understand your situation but don't ask for what you can't handle my friend. Buck up, cut a god damned promo once in awhile and we will be on good terms. From this point on, you three will be on probation, the new era of SFT has begun. Rose Thorn, whereever you may be, I am very sorry for your current situation and it would make me feel a great deal better if you could come back but I don't see that happening. As for your oppenents, I feel sorry for them, fans your money will be refunded at the door.
JC: Well looks as if the new producer is taking control of things in a hurry here.
RW: Yeah, I had an opportunity to talk to this guy in person yesterday after his signing and according to him, this new look SFT is gonna shake the grounds of wrestling in a big way. I like what this guy is doing.
Match Number One
Justin Sane
vs.
Ryan Skold
JC: Well Ryan Skold isn't in the building tonight. Looks like he no- shows.
RW: What else is new. NEXT!
Winner: Justin Sane by forfeit
Match Number Two
Rose Thorn
vs.
Doom
JC: Rose Thorn has quit the company, therefore no- showing her final match.
RW: Well damn, our first back and we can't call a damn match. Next!
Winner: Doom by forfeit
Segment
The camera cuts backstage.
JC: Firewolf is scouring the arena. Our own Randy white has caught up with him backstage, to you RW.
RW: Well I'm standing here with Firewolf, returning from retirement a week ago and he was attacked by 2xtreme. Your thoughts?
Firewolf: My thoughts huh..My thoughts are that, that punk screwed up my debut. I had Rose Thorn right where I wanted her and that punk did one over on me pretty damn good. Revenge is sweet though, you know that RW.
RW: Of course I do Wolf. Any predictions on your match here tonight?
Firewolf: Ha! Well I haven't seen neither of my opponents yet here tonight. Me and Bobby got this one in the bag.
RW: Bobby?..Whose Bobby?
Firewolf: He's my friend, but only I can see him.
RW: Whoa, well back to you JC.
JC: Thanks for the great work, now get out here so we can call the next match.
Match Number Three
Fox
vs.
Firewolf
vs.
The Accountant
JC: Fox and The Accountant have no- showed tonight also.
RW: Wow, what a surprise. Well there you have it..Three matches, and 4 no-shows, that ever happened before.
JC: Yeah I'm guessing so.
Winner: Firewolf by forfeit
Closing
JC: Ok were going backstage apparently Firewolf and 2xtreme are going at it again!
RW: Maybe we get to call some action after all John.
The camera goes backstage as Firewolf and 2xtreme are brawling back forth, throwin rights and lefts in succession. Firewolf gets the upper hands tosses 2xteme through a pile of crates laying nearby.
Firewolf: You still want to get me from behind you little bastard.
Firewolf picks up 2xtreme laying in the pile of crates and begins the assault again. 2xtreme lows blows Firewolf and picks him up in a bearhug, and then proceeds to slam his back repeatedly into the brick wall. They make their way brawling through the entranceway and the crowd that was leaving their seats decide to sit and watch. 2xtreme body slams Firewolf on the ramp, he drops down to the floor and grabs a chair, Firewolf follows to below and 2xtreme blasts Firewolf with the chair...Then again...Then again..and then again!
JC: Oh my god RW, DID YOU JUST SEE THAT?!?
RW: Im sitting in the same place you are JC, that was sick.
2xtreme drags Firewolf's fallen body down to the ring, gloating to the crowd on the way. He rolls Firewolf's body into the ring and rolls in after him. 2xtreme begins to pound on Firewolf even more with hands to his now, bloody face. Firewolf gives him a few shots in the stomach on his way to his feet but halfway there 2xtreme steps back and blasts Firewolf with a stiff right kick to Firewolf's jaw.
JC: 2xtreme is beating the hell out of the former World Champion.
RW: C'mon now, Wolf aint going down without a fight.
2xtreme leave the ring and proceeds to the ringside area, he bends down under the ring and pulls out a table from beneath the squared circle. He tosses it in the ring and follows it. As he stands up, Firewolf jumps to his feet, blood seeping his head, and spears 2xtreme straight through the ropes as the both tumble outside of the ring, they continue as Firewolf DDT'S 2xtreme to the concrete flooring inside the arena.
RW: Woo, now thats the Firewolf I know.
JC: These two aren't even in a sanctioned match here.
RW: Maybe this is what Reckless meant by a new era.
Firewolf throws 2xtreme back into the ring and sets the table in the corner. He lifts 2xtreme to his and irish whips 2xtreme towards the table but 2xtreme reverses the irish whip and send Firewolf reeling into the table in the corner quickly following it up with a diving headbutt straight to Firewolf's mid-section sending both men crashing through the table.
JC: Compliement of Spike Dudley right there Randy.
RW: That kid is amazing, he's just decimating the old man.
2xtreme slowly makes his way to his feet dragging Firewolf's lowly carcass to the center of the ring. He places the chair over Firewolf's midsection and climbs the turnbuckle.
RW: He wouldn't.
JC: He would and it looks like he's setting up for the 2X Splash right on the chair.
He taunts the crowd a small bit, before a man dressed in street clothes comes running through crowd right behind 2xtreme.
RW: Hey, there DJ Shocka coming through the crowd.
JC: That's 2xtreme's opponent at tomorrow night's pay-per-view.
DJ Shocka slides over the railing with chair in hand, climbs the apron and slams the chair to the back of 2xtreme sending him flying sideways to the arena floor. Firewolf making his way to feet at this time sees DJ Shocka gloating on the turnbuckle after his tactic to get an upper hand before the PPV. DJ Shocka still standing on the turnbuckle extends his hand to the bloody and battered Firewolf. Firewolf takes a look around, the crowd boos.
RW: What's he gonna do JC?
JC: Your guess is as good as mine.
Firewolf extends his hand toward DJ Shocka but as they lock hands Firewolf pulls DJ Shocka from the turnbuckle and slams Shocka with a DDT while falling, right onto the chair Shocka had hit 2xtreme with. DJ Shocka is out cold, and 2xtreme is laid out at ringside. Firewolf walks towards the opposing ropes where halfway he collapses inside the ring and lays as the crowd goes nuts. The EMT'S come rushing down the entranceway, "Public Servie Announcement" performed by Jay-Z hits once more, and out walks the new producer Robert Reckless. He stands atop the entranceway as he signals for the PA to cut his music.
Robert Reckless: So Firewolf, you have a vendetta against 2xtreme, well what better show to handle the beef then right here on the new era of SFT, Blackout! Next week, our main event will be Firewolf vs. 2xtreme in a falls count anywhere, bring everything but the kitchen sink, the only rule is there aren't any, eXtreme match! Oh and by the way, good luck at the PPV DJ Shocka and 2xtreme, looks like neither of you may make it your match alive.Hahahaa. The show closes as the EMT's are working on all three wrestlers at ringside.Fade out.