The lights dim. There are men in black jackets canvassing the ringside area. They seem to be looking for something, or someone. The lights dim for a moment, the crowd start to get rowdy yet again. Theres a red spotling on the east wing rampway. We see a large dark shadow of a man walk into it. When Harold is seen, the crowd erupts in cheering and applaude, the fans start chanting “fix your shit!!” , “fix your shit”, “fix your shit!”, “fix your shit” over and over again. Harold with a big ole smile on his face. “Yes I know, I know, things are always needing to be fixed. I mean you can fix matches. You can fix it so it’s the same people up there. Funny how people used to say that the “inner circle” was running and destroying SFT. But as you can see, the inner circle was designed to help elevate others, not keep them down. But then people only saw what they wanted to see. For years I’ve been told I was blind to things, that I was stupid and beyond being loyal. But now all I gotta say is, in the land of the blind the man with one eye is king. But this isn’t no War of Kings, there wont be a battle atop Jericho Hill, and while we may be brothers in pain, we all travel the road to Ressurection. Foundations have crumpeled and fallen, but in the end we all seek The Road to Salvation! This is my road, will you follow? (Harold screaming) Will you follow? Will you take the road less travelled and finally stop, do you hear me, I know you’re sitting at home watching this, you fucking made a mistake and you fucking know it, and theres nothing you can do but sit in those rooms taking shit from asshole over asshole wishing to god you hadn’t chosen wrong. But no one cares about you, none of you, you’ve been forgotten and discarded like yesterdays news. Goodbye and good riddance.
Harold smiles giving a look into the camera that says do you think im joking?
RW: The war is over, we won motherfuckers! Not a twinkle of laughter, not a speck of joking. Harold is the man in charge right now, like him or hate him, he’s getting the job done.
JC: You cant say motherfucker on tv, oh shit I just said it.
RW: Stupid motherfucker, lets get to the first match of the night.
MATCH
NUMBER ONE
"The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Fireworks go off ontop of the ramp. "The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers really kicks in, as the mist slowly fades away from the fireworks. Suddenly, Johnny Legend walks through the mist. Sporting flashy purple tights and jacket, as he stands ontop of the ramp.
"Coming down to the ring at this time, (Legend walks down the ramp) weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Fire Island, New York... JOHNNY LEGEND!" Amanda Summers says into the mic.
Johnny Legend slowly walks up the steps, and gives a few words to the fans... Some unkind words. He then gets into the ring and steps into the middle... Fireworks burst to the sides of the ring - Legend turns slowly around in a full circle and shows his winning smile. The mist clears after a few seconds, and Legend awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring.
Anishinabe runs to the ring and doesn’t wait for the bell as he nails Legend with a flying forearm!
Anishinabe starts it off with a quick slide with a knee to the midsection of Johnny Legend. Anish with a quick DDT, he turns over Legend and covers 1…………….2……………….kickout!
RW: Close one right there.
Anish sets up and hits a leg drop followed by a Japanese arm drag, he picks up Legend and nails him with a inverted DDT! Legends necks snaps back in a way that seems just wrong and looks awful! A look of worry on Anishinabe’s face as for a split second you can see he thinks he may have hurt Legend very badly! Legend though kicks Anish in the knee then kicks him the face.
JC: Whew that was close for a moment there.
Anish fights back with a bionic elbow on the face of Legend then head butts him he tries to lock in a cobra clutch but Legend is close to the ropes and saves himself. Legend with a spinning move that hits Anish in the side of the head with his elbow, Legend with a DDT of his own then nails with a powerslam, he picks up Anish and hits an inverted piledriver!
RW: Holy shit!
Legend turns over Anishinabe and covers 1……………………2……………….kickout!
JC: How Anish kicked out of that I have no clue.?!?
Legend helps Anish up only to execute a Death Valley Driver, Legend puts the thumb across the neck in honor of that piece of shit Canadian Wolverine whose name we will not utter here. The crowd pops for this, he taps the leg waits, waits.
RW: He’s setting up for his Resolution!
Anishinabe gets up and turns Legend swings and kicks but Anish balls back on his arms and Legend misses! Anish with a kick to the midsection, he quickly grabs Legend and nails a big time powerbomb! He covers Legend 1……………..2……………….3!
JC: There it is! Anishinabe wins!
Legend gets up pissed, he takes a swipe at Anishinabe, he leaves a knee to the ear then flies off with an inverted DVD, just totally devastating Anishinabe!
RW: Johnny can be a dick, whyd he have to do that?
Legend walks away pissed off and with a sneer. He flips off the fans.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Anishinabevia Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER TWO
Jack Jones and Lion are both in the ring already. The bell rings and Jack Jones nails Lion with a standing missle dropkick. Jack with a drop toe hold followed by a guillotine leg drop. Jack with a suplex into a pin the ref counts 1………….2………..but slips and Lion gets out of the pin. Lion with a quick elbow drop followed by a knee on the head of Jack. Lion tries a brainbuster but Jack kicks at Lion then rolls out behind into a sunset flip catchin Lion by surprise with a quick rollup 1………..2……….3!
RW: its over, Jack got this match in the record books.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Jack Jones via Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER THREE
All is pitch black and silent in the stadium. Then the thundering sound of a slow beating heart is projected loudly around the arena as the lights are brought to bear on a lone figure standing at the top of the ramp. Pyro's fire off and, "Hey You Nice Shot" by Filter begins to play as he tosses his cigar to the ground and stomps it out before making his way defiantly to the ring. He has tuned out the fans and his concentration is unshakable.
JC: Here we go with our next match, and here comes Ray Cross.
RW: He looks like all business, John.
The arena lights dim as the Striketron fills with static, the words "A Revolution in Pain." appear a midst the salt and pepper scheme holding a hue of red, the opening notes of strike out through the PA the arena begins to flash with blood red lights, and as the rest of the guitars slowly join in strobe lights begin to flare in the entry way. Dameon then throws the curtain aside and steps out onto the stage as the vocals roar sending chills down the spines of children and soon to be mothers alike. Dameon throws his arms into the air with Kendo Stick in one hand, in the other his Hardcore Title, and around his waist is the prestigious World Heavyweight Title, Dameon then begins to make his way to the ring. "Never too late to stand your ground - Revolution begins In you - In me - Revolution!...BEGINS!!!" Standing about midway down the ramp Dameon begins to point out to the crowd who are half and half cheering and booing for "The Beast" of the SFT. Continuing his way down to ringside Dameon makes his way towards the announcers table, stopping momentarily to look down onto John and Randy, before sliding into the ring, heading to the nearest corner, climbing it, and throwing the "X" above his head once again. "Once lost - Lost in their game Mental chains breaking now Set yourself free Who are they to tell you what to do? The stage is not set, the road is not chosen Your fate not preordained They are losing control - every step of the way" Dameon now steps down from the turnbuckle, lays his kendo stick on the apron of the ring, detaches his World Heavyweight Title, then turns to the crowd roaring as he throws an "X" into the air, continuing to proclaim his dominance he hands his titles down to the ring aid, and begins to loosen his wrists preparing for the battle ahead.
RW: There's Dameon. He, too, looks ready.
JC: This match has all the makings of a classic.
The match starts off with a tie up, with neither man gaining an advantage. They let go and attempt again, but before they tie up Dameon catches Cross with a boot to the gut.Dameon quickly attempts The Fragile X, but Cross measures him up for a clothesline and connects. Dameon ends up doing a 180, and Cross flips him over and attempts a pin, only getting a 2 count. Cross picks up Dameon and whips him to the corner and tries to follow in with a clothesline, but Dameon puts the boot up and catches Cross in the face with it. Dameon does a quick sprint and hits Cross with a Sick and Wrong. As Dameon stands up, a figure from out the crowd comes in and hits him with a steel chair.
JC: WHO THE HELL?
RW: IT'S KYLE MURPHY!
Kyle Murphy stomps on Dameon as the referee calls for the bell.
JC: I think the ref is disqualifying Ray Cross due to Kyle's interference.
RW: That's not right!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Dameon via DQ!!! Ray Cross gets up and pushes Kyle, asking what's up. As they get in each others face, Dark Wolf enters the ring and attacks Kyle from behind, having him bump into Cross, who falls to the outside.TDW picks up Kyle and headbutts him. Dameon gets up, and tries a Sick and Wrong on TDW, but TDW ducks it, catching Dameon over his shoulder and spinning around to powerbomb him. As TDW does this DVD slides into the ring and hits a spinning heel kick on TDW. DVD picks up TDW and whips him to the corner and tries a spear but TDW gets his knee up. Dameon and Kyle Murphy gets up and start trading blows. Ray Cross comes back into the ring, and looks pissed off, and starts clubbing on Kyle and Dameon, hitting a Snapjaw on Kyle, sending him out of the ring.RW: It's broken down tonight on Breakdown! JC: Who's that coming down the aisle?? The ICON runs down and slides into the ring and goes straight at TDW and starts hitting some elbows and euro uppercuts on him. Icon then moves his attention to Dameon and Ray Cross and starts trading blows with them. Cross tries the Snapjaw on ICON, but ICON catches it, and then swings Cross's boot away, right into Dameon's face. ICON then hits The Showstoppa on Cross, sending him down. ICON and DVD then bump back, as DVD stumbles away from the corner, and both men turn to see each other. They then turn away from each other and TDW catches DVD with a Perfection as Kyle Murphy catches ICON with a spear. Kyle Murphy and TDW start going at it as security starts to fill the ring.and keep everyone away from each other...its chaos, its fucking crazy, its SFT baby! Harold comes out on stage saying that enough is enough, he's been granted permission by Shadow to announce that at the March PPV next week we will have our main event be Dark Wolf vs. DVD vs. Kyle Murphy vs. The Beast Dameon for the World Heavyweight Title in a Hell in a Cell match. People start to chant, 4 men enter, one man leaves! 4 men enter one man leaves! No one but those 4 get in, and it doesnt end till someone gets pinned cleanly! RW: Its bound to be the biggest matchup in the last 3 years people, order from your pay per view provider immediately!
MATCH
NUMBER FOUR
Twilight and Redd are in the ring as the bell rings. They look at each other. But they do nothing else. They stand there, Redd nods at Twilight and Twilight does the same, each man exits from a different side of the ring.
RW: Whats going on?
JC: I think they decided not to fight each other.
RW: Can they do that?
JC: They just did.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: No Contestvia Method!!! MATCH
NUMBER FIVE
JC: The night we have had so far has been incredible and it only gets better as the US Title Match is next!
RW: That’s right, it’s Livewire and Dark Wolf, old school vs new school!
JC: The veteran against the rookie!
RW: The ring general vs the ring private!
JC: Ok, ok! Enough with that. It will be interesting to see though how this match shapes up. These two have put everything they have into preparing for this match tonight.
RW: Livewire has definitely proven that he’s as determined as anyone can be and Dark Wolf has to resist being overconfident and taking the rookie too lightly.
As the arena goes pitch black 5 loud gunshots blare on the p.a. system, followed by a huge electric surge as "I'm A G" comes on and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as Livewire appears from the back. As he stands at the top of the ramp he then raises both arms in air as a lightening bolt hits the middle of the ring. As Livewire walks the ramp to the ring the crowd continues to give a mixed reaction. As he makes his way inside the ring the lights come back on and he prepares.
JC: That’s an interesting entrance.
RW: How did the lightning bolt not set the ring on fire?
The guitar intro to Plowed by Sponge begins as the arena stands on its feet. Fans with their signs peer to get a glimpse of The Dark Wolf. Then the Drum beat picks up The lights dim and as the vocals start The Dark Wolf swiftly lunges out from backstage to a roar from the crowd. He stands there somewhat transformed by who he was and who is is meant to be. As the arena welcomes him, his focus changes from his re-found fans. To the ring. A smirk runs sidelong on his face as he charges the ring and circles the ring once.Then leaping hepivots turning and sliding his knee on the apron and looks over the crowd once more. He nods his head and goes into the ring through the ropes to the far side of the ring.The Dark Wolf climbs the corner turnbuckle and poses as the arena lights up with the flash of cameras that is like a free entrance lightshow. He then drops to the ring as the lights come back up.
JC: And there he is, the US Champion.
RW: I have a feeling we are in for a great match here tonite. Wolf wants to hold onto the title and Livewire will do whatever it takes to get it from him.
The refs calls for the bell and we’re under way. Wolf and Livewire circle each other a couple times and then lock up. Livewire is quick with a knee to the gut and he shoves Dark Wolf down into the corner. Dark Wolf is dazed and Livewire begins to stomp a mudhole on Wolf. The ref begins to count 1..2…3…4…Livewire stops and Wolf rolls out of the ring. Livewire plays it up to the crowd with a lot of boos. Ref counts Wolf out but he gets back in at a 6 count.
JC: Let’s see if Wolf can get things rolling here.
RW: Could be what we talked about. He may have taken Livewire lightly.
The two lock up again but Wolf hits Livewire between the eyes with a headbutt stunning Livewire. Wolf sends Wire to the ropes and hits him with a hard clothesline. Wolf picks up Wire and sends him crashing to the mat with a scoop slam followed by a quick elbow drop. Wolf bounces off the rope and hits a knee drop across Wire’s head. Wire writhes in pain. Wolf grabs wire by the dreads to pick him up off the mat, but Wire hits a low blow on Wolf sending him falling back. The ref is quick to admonish Wire telling him if he does it one more time he’ll DQ him.
JC: Whoa, Wire doesn’t wanna get DQ’ed. He better be careful.
Wire bounces off the ropes and hits Rolling Thunder. Wire goes to the top rope and comes down with a top rope elbow drop to Wolf’s chest. Livewire tries to wear down Wolf with a full nelson. Wolf tries to break the hold but Livewire just tightens it up. The ref is asking Wolf to submit, but he won’t. Wolf makes his way to his feet. He uses the power of his legs to back Wire into the corner and break the hold. Wolf nails Wire with back elbows to the face and then turns around and gives him a reverse leg sweep slamming Wire face first into the mat. Wolf stands Wire up and hits him with a DDT. Wolf picks up Wire, sends him to the ropes and nails him with a spinebuster. Wolf goes for the pin…1…2…Kickout!
RW: Good fortitude there by Wire. He’s proving he wants this thing.
Wolf picks up Wire and hits him with a standing suplex. Another quick cover 1…2….Kickout! Wolf, showing frustration, picks up Wire and hits him with a powerbomb and another quick cover 1…2..Kickout!
JC: Wow, Wire isn’t giving into the pain here.
The crowd gets behind Wolf now. Wolf sends Wire to the ropes and Wolf attempts a flying shoulder block but Wire hits the deck and Wolf goes flying over Wire and into the referee knocking him down dazed and confused.
RW: Uh oh.
JC: It’s gonna turn into anarchy here.
The momentum took Wolf to the outside crashing to the mats. Wire gets up, notices the ref down and smiles…his gold grill glistening in the lights. Wire rolls to the outside where a fan hands him his steel chair that he was sitting on at ringside.
RW: New meaning to audience participation.
Wire walks over to Wolf who is stirring. Wolf stands up, turns around and is nailed over the head with a vicious chair shot. Wire drops the chair, picks up Wolf and walks him to the ring post where he proceeds to slam Wolfs head into it as Wolf begins to bleed. Wire rolls Wolf into the ring as the ref begins to stir.
JC: Smart move, you can’t win the title outside the ring.
Wire lifts Wolf up and nails him with a brainbuster. He picks him up one more time and delivers the Head Shot, a version of the Michinoku Driver. Wire stands up confidently to a chorus of boos. Wire signals that the belt is his with hands around his waist. Wire covers Wolf….
RW: It’s gotta be over here. Wolf has sustained a lot of head trauma here.
1…2….KICK OUT!
JC: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Livewire shoots to his feet in surprise. He’s completely stunned. The crowd pops insanely.
RW: Everyone in this arena thought it was over including me.
JC: That’s why he’s a legend.
Wolf begins to feed off the crowd. He’s shaking his fists and trying to get the cobwebs out. The blood pours down his face. Livewire punches Wolf but he continues to get up. Livewire attempts another right hand but it’s blocked. Wolf fires a huge right hand back sending Wire wobbling back into the ropes. Wolf shoots him off and nails him with a big boot. Wolf picks up Wire and hits him with a sidewalk slam. Wire waits for Wire to get up and nails him with Perfection, a standing side kick. Wolf goes for the cover…1….2…Kick out!
RW: Unbelievable.
JC: Both men showing incredible courage here tonight. The US Title on the line, and these two showing just how valuable that title is.
RW: What a match.
Dark Wolf picks up The Loose Cannon, both men extremely exhausted. Wolf fires with a weak right hand and Wire retaliates with a weak right hand of his own. Wire catches Wolf with a kick to the gut and follows Edge-ecution style DDT. Wire goes to the apron, waiting for Wolf to get up. Wolf, dazed, stumbles to his feet, turns around and Wire hops to the top rope and attempts The Jolt, a top rope hurricarrana. As Livewire attempts to spin himself underneath Wolf, Wolf reverses it putting Wire into a perfect pinning predicament. With Wire's legs flailing and his shoulders pinned to the mat the ref counts...
1...2...3!!!
RW: Wolf has done it.
JC: The veteran finally catches the rookie in his one mistake.
RW: Livewire has definitely proven in defeat here tonight that he belongs in the SFT and deserves everyone's respect.
JC: What an absolute display put on by both men here tonight. And great momentum for Livewire heading into the PPV. Jack Jones enters the ring as Livewire is leaving, Jack taps Dark Wolf on the shoulder he turns and Jack nails him with a kick then a pedigree!
RW: Kinda expected it wouldnt end quite yet.
But expectedly we see Livewire come back into the ring he hails Jack with a forearm then a Evenflow DDT as he smiles and walks away.
JC: Well looks like Livewire got the final word on that aspect.
With that comment, the camera cuts to The Immortal Icon's locker room where Dave Van Dam and the ICON have witnessed Dark Wolf's match on a monitor.
DVD: Well, it looks like Wolf escaped with a victory. But he better savor it because at the PayPerView, it'll be me who's victorious. It's going to be me walking out as the new World Heavyweight Champion!
The ICON: Yes it is, and tonight, it'll be the Immortal Icon's retaining their Tag Team Titles. You ready?
DVD: I'm always ready.
The camera cuts and fades to Kyle Murphy's locker room. He's also standing in front of a monitor watching Dark Wolf celebrate his victory. Josh Konnely walks up.
Josh: Hey Man, you better be focused on our match TONIGHT and not some stupid fatal fourway that is weeks away.
Kyle: Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't be focused on. Don't worry about me. Worry about yourself.
Josh: Whatever. I'm looking to get retribution tonight for what the Immortal Icon's have been putting me through and what better way than to take their tag team titles. You better be on the same page. If not, then just stay the hell outta my way and I'll do it MYSELF!
Josh walks off as Kyle just shakes his head. Camera cuts back to ringside.
JC: Well it seems like Kyle and Dave are doing some scouting before the big Fatal Fourway.
RW: But Josh has revenge on his mind and we'll see if he gets it as the Tag Team Titles are on the line...NEXT!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Dark Wolf via Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER FIVE
Kyle and Josh make their way to the ring. Kyle is first as he's greeted by a huge pop from the crowd, he's slapping a few hands as he goes his way. Some women grab onto him and hug and kiss him. Kyle smiles and laughs as he makes it finally to the ring. On the other hand Josh has a look of contempt on his face. As if dreading having to be in this match.
The lights dim as Last Resort by Papa Roach hits and out comes DVD and ICON. They get a good mix of boos and cheers, some people throw trash but neither men seem to pay much attention to the fans. They're past the point of no return now. Nothing matters, only what they mean to themselves. They get to the ring but they do not enter. They stand there looking up at Josh and Kyle, somber faces with look of something not quite hate. Kyle and Josh take a step back looking at each other the whole time.
RW: I don’t think Josh and Kyle trust each other too much.
DVD and Icon slowly enter the ring as they hand their tag titles to the ref. All four men stand in the ring looking at each other. Kyle steps to the outside and so does DVD. The bell rings and Icon and Josh square up. They start off with a test of strength. Each man is strong and trying to overpower the other. Josh being the weaker in this matchup. But as hes losing he lowers the shoulder and knocks Icon off his feet. Icon jumps back off his legs in one quick manuever as he leap frogs over the lunging Josh. As Josh turns around Icon nails him with a spear of his own.
JC: nice moves!
Icon tags in DVD who jumps on the ropes and off them and nails Josh as he's coming up. Josh falls backwards as Kyle Murphy now tags himself in. Kyle with a clothesline on DVD! Kyle flies to the corner nails Icon with a forearm! Kyle is working the crowd now, he picks up DVD throws him in the corner and starts to punch him on the face with the crowd counting along 1……………..2………………3………………4…………….5…………6…………7……….finally the ref pulls him offa the ropes. Kyle starts to argue with the rer, Kyle shoves the ref at the same time DVD with a roundhouse kick nails Kyle squarely he falls and DVD covers him 1…………………2…………..kickout!
RW: Wow DVD with a great move and perfect timing.
DVD with a summersault off the tope rope he nails Kyle beautifully, he covers 1………..(but Josh is in there breaking the pin. DVD with a sidekick on Josh. But with that time Kyle is able to get up as DVD turns around hes met by an elbow to the face then Kyle picks him up and hits him with spinebuster as the ring shakes!
Kyle covers DVD as the ref is up and over with the count 1……………2…………..kickout at the final moment!
JC: We almost had new tag team champion!
Kyle gets up slowly, we can hear Josh yelling at him to tag him in, Kyle gives him a look but then turns around. Kyle picks up DVD nails him with a suplex, then a powerslam. Josh keeps yelling at him to tag him in, Kyle finally yells alright and goes and tags in the fresh man, Josh gives Kyle a nasty look as if saying about time.
RW: Well these two guys are working well but still not that much trust or real communication. And we go with the fresh man in the ring now.
Josh gets to work on DVD with a figure four leg lock, putting pain and pressure on DVD. Josh now trying to slow down the pace of the match. Josh keeps trying to make DVD give up. But DVD has been here a million times, he knows his body. And knows the ways out of this. DVD tries to grab the ropes, but Josh is able to push and drag them both back towards mid center.
JC: how long can DVD take this punishment?
DVD screaming in agony and Icon seems like a million miles away. DVD with all his power lifts himself up with his arms and seems to do a sort of backwards crab walk dragging Josh with him.
RW: An incredible show of strength being put on.
DVD still cant reach Icon, DVD twists himself and we hear a pop. DVD screams but his leg looks twisted.
RW: my god I think DVD just dislocated his kneecap and hes free but he paid the price.
DVD lunges and tags in Icon. Icon nails Josh with a shining wizard kick.
DVD rolls out of the ring onto the cement, His knee looks an inch off center, DVD gets up limping and in obvious pain. He goes over to the steel ringpost, his right knee bulging to the right in a direction never meant to be. DVD holds his breath and throws his weight and his leg against the steel post, we hear a clang a pop and a scream, the fans look away even they cant stand to see what DVD just did to himself. DVD falls back holding his knee now in the right position and DVD is pretty much out of it now.
JC: Dude im gonna hurl, did he? Did he just pop that knee cap back by banging it into the steel post
RW: My stomach is queasy just thinking about what I just witnessed, Icon is alone now.
ICON picks up Josh and hits a sit down powerbomb. He covers Josh 1…………2………kickout!
JC: Wow the back of Josh’s head hit in a sic way. And he still somehow kicked out of that.
Icon waits he gets up setting up for a superkick, hes waiting and waiting and Kyle is screaming at Josh not to turn around, Josh is dizzy and slowly gets up he looks like hes about to turn around but at the last moment lunges at Kyle and the tag is more of a punch! Kyle throws Josh aside and nails Icon with a lariat. Kyle with his Murphys Law!
RW: Folks it might be over right here
Kyle goes for a cover…1…………..Dark Wolf comes running down with a steel chair in hand …………2…………………………..Dark Wolf nails Kyle with the chair. The ref calling for the bell. Icon knowing he wasn’t out for the count yet is pissed that Dark Wolf cost him the match, Icon nails Dark Wolf with a superkick! Ray Cross runs from outside the crowd and nails Icon now with a double axe handle as security is down once again to control the chaos which is again taking control.
JC: Man for once Id like to see a match where these guys don’t try to destroy each other or end each others careers. This madness has to stop and it has to stop now!
we see Dameon come running down as well to join the fray, security is in the ring now, black coats everywhere, Dameon flies through the sea of black, Ray Cross is coming from out of the crowd, he grabs Icon and flings him over the gaurdrail, Ray Cross throws himself off the side of the ring with a sic clothesline beyond the guardrail nailing Havoc. We see Dark Wolf decimate Kyle with a chair as Dameon and DVD are brawling, security trying to bring back order.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Kyle and Josh via DQ!!!
AS SFT SECURITY TRIES TO CLEAR THE RINGSIDE AREA THE ANNOUNCMENT IS MADE OVER THE LOUD SPEAKERS THAT THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP RUMBLE IS NEXT. HEARING THIS COME THROUGH THE SPEAKERS RAY CROSS, WHO STILL STANDS JUST OUTSIDE THE RING, IS QUICK TO SHOVE OFF SECURITY GUARDS EXPLAINING HE ISN'T GOING TO LEAVE WITH THAT MATCH NEXT. THE GUARDS ARE QUICK TO BACK OFF AND TURN THEIR ATTENTION TO THEIR ATTENTION BACK TO THE WRESTLERS STILL STRUGGLING WITH THEM, BUT SOONER THAN LATER THEY HAVE EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL WHILE RAY STANDS IN THE RING, STILL SEETHING FROM THE NIGHTS EVENTS.
RW: RAY CROSS CANNOT BE HAPPY ABOUT HOW TONIGHT HAS GONE, FIRST HE GETS HIS MATCH WITH THE WORLD CHAMPION INTERUPTED, AND NOW ALL THIS HAPPENS, BREAKDOWN HAS SLOWLY COMPLETELY BROKEN DOWN OVER THE COURSE OF TONIGHT.
JC: AND I HAVE A FEELING IT ISN'T ABOUT TO GET MUCH BETTER WITH THIS RUMBLE, I WONDER WHO THE NEXT PERSON DOWN TO THAT RING IS GONNA BE?
WHILE RAY CROSS STARES AT THE ENTRANCE WAY INTENTLY HE IS HIT HARD FROM BEHIND WITH A STOP SIGN FROM NONE OTHER THAN, AVERAGE MIKE, A FACE WELL FRANKLY NEVER SEEN, TAKING AN ATTEMPT TO BECOME A CHAMPION. BUT THE BLOW BARELY PHASES THE HALF-INSANE CROSS, WHO TURNS AROUND ABRUPTLEY ONLY TO HEAVE AVERAGE MIKE CLEAN OUT OF THE RING AND TO THE FLOOR BELOW. CROSS THEN QUICKLY FOLLOWS OUT OF THE RING.
JC: RAY CROSS WITH NOTHING BUT BAD INTENTIONS ON HIS MIND AT THIS POINT IN THE NIGHT RANDY.
RW: CROSS, IF HE KEEPS GOING THIS RATE, COULD BE OUR NEXT HARDCORE CHAMPION BEFORE ANYONE ELSE EVEN GETS OUT HERE.
THROWING THE APRON ONTO THE RING CROSS REACHES UNDER THE RING PULLING OUT A CLOSED TRASHCAN, BUT SHORTLY THEREAFTER HE THROWS THE LID OFF THE CAN ONTO THE DOWNED MIKE, WHO STILL SITS HALF QUIVERING FROM HIS FLIGHT OUT OF THE RING. REACHING DOWN INTO THE CAN CROSS THEN STANDS BACK UP WITH A PAIR OF BRASSKNUCKLES ON, HE THEN BEGINS TO UNLEASH A RELENTLESS ASSAULT ONTO THE FACE AND HEAD OF AVERAGE MIKE, LAYING HIM WIDE OPEN, GUSHING BLOOD FROM A HOLE ABOVE HIS LEFT EYE. WHILE CROSS CONTINUES HIS ABUSE ON MIKE THE SPOTLIGHTS SPIN TO THE RAMPWAY AS THE CROWD BEGINS TO ERUPT. COMING DOWN THE AISLE WAY IS A FORMER CHAMPION IN HIS OWN RIGHT, TWILIGHT! AND HE HAS A SHOPPING CART, BUT AS HE GETS HALFWAY DOWN THE RAMP HE RELEASES THE CART SENDING IT HURDLING DOWN THE RAMP INTO THE ARM AND RIBS OF RAY CROSS, KNOCKING CROSS UP AGAINST THE APRON IN A MILD AND CONFUSED DAZE.
JC: TWILIGHT, A FORMER HARDCORE CHAMPION, DECIDING HE WANTS ANOTHER TASTE OF GOLD, AND I CAN IMAGINE HOW HUNGRY HE IS AT THIS POINT!
RW: HE JUST THREW A SHOPPING CART INTO A MAN THAT HAS BEEN ON A MISSION OF PAIN TONIGHT, YA HE IS HUNGRY!
TWILIGHT NOT WASTING A MOMENT, THEN RUNS DOWN DELIVERING A DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF RAY'S HEAD, BOUNCING IT OFF THE EDGE OF THE APRON, LAYING RAY FLAT ON THE GROUND, CLUTCHING HIS SKULL. TWILIGHT THEN LOOKS DOWN TOWARDS MIKE FOR A MOMENT, BEFORE REALIZING THE DAMAGE HAS BEEN DONE, HE THEN TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO THE TRASHCAN CROSS PULLED OUT, AND WITHOUT A MOMENTS HESITATION TWILIGHT PULLS OUT A BARBED-WIRE WRAPPED BASEBALL BAT AND A BLACK BAG, WITH SOMETHING IN IT.
RW: WHATS ON TWILIGHTS MIND JOHN?!?
LOOKING DOWN AT CROSS, TWILIGHT TAKES HIS OPPROTUNITY AND BLASTS CROSS IN THE BACK WITH THE BASEBALL BAT ONE TIME...TWO TIMES... THREE TIMES... CROSS IS NOW BLEEDING FROM THE MULTIPLE SPOTS ON HIS BACK, ROLLING SIDE TO SIDE IN PAIN. TWILIGHT, SEEING THIS AS HIS CHANCE, TOSSES BOTH THE BAT AND THE BAG INTO THE RING UNDER THE ROPES, HE THEN LIFTS THE SMALLER THAN CROSS, AVERAGE MIKE UP AND INTO THE RING. FOLLOWING BEHIND CLOSELY TWILIGHT THEN ATTEMPTS A PIN.
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KICKOUT...!
RW: WAS THAT A KICKOUT OR A CONVULSION...?!?
JC: EPILEPSIES A BITCH RANDY...
SMACKING THE GROUND IN ANGER TWILIGHT BOUNCES TO HIS FEET, TAKES A LOOK AROUND FOR A MOMENT, THEN GOES OVER TO WHERE THE STOP SIGN LIES ON THE GROUND, BUT AS HE GOES TO RETRIEVE IT HE IS MET WITH A SPINNING NECK BREAKER FROM RAY CROSS RIGHT ONTO THE STOP SIGN, BOUNCING TWILIGHT'S HEAD UP AND OFF THE METAL WITH AUTHORITY. CROSS THEN RETURNS TO HIS FEET, COLLAPSING AGAINST THE ROPES SLIGHTLY HOLDING THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD STILL, BUT TRYING TO SHAKE OFF THE PAIN AND CONTINUE THE MATCH. LEANING DOWN AND GRABBING THE STOP SIGN FROM THE GROUND CROSS IS QUICK TO DROP IT NOT ONCE BUT TWICE ONTO TWILIGHT, BEFORE THEN MOVING IT OVER TO THE CORNER, THEN RETRIEVING TWILIGHT, CROSS PLANTS THE SMALLER MAN ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BEFORE FOLLOWING HIM UP. WITH THE BIGGER MAN ON THE SECOND ROPE THINGS ARE BEGINNING TO GET HIGH RISK.
RW: CROSS GOING UP TO THE "HIGH RENT" DISTRICT.
JC: BUT WILL IT PAY OFF AND MAKE HIM CHAMPION, OR RUIN HIM?
RAY CROSS THEN ATTEMPTS TO TOSS TWILIGHTS ARM OVER HIS HEAD AS IF HE IS GOING TO ATTEMPT A SUPERPLEX, BUT THIS IS A FAILED ATTEMPT AS HE IS THEN PUSHED FROM BEHIND UP AND OUT OF THE RING BY THE STILL GUSHING AVERAGE MIKE, SENDING RAY HARD DOWN TO THE FLOOR, ONCE AGAIN BOUNCING HIS HEAD HARD. QUICKLY CLIMBING THE ROPES AVERAGE MIKE IS NOW STANDING WITH HIS CROTCH IN THE FACE OF THE HALF DAZED TWILIGHT. LOOKING OUT TO THE CROWD MIKE LOOKS TO BE GETTING PSYCHED UP, ASKING THE CROWD IF HE SHOULD DO IT, THEY RESPOND WITH A MIXTURE OF "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU" LOOKS AND "DO IT" CHEERS.
RW: IF AVERAGE MIKE WINS NOT ONLY WILL HE BE HARDCORE CHAMPION, BUT THEN THESE PEOPLE MIGHT BE ABLE TO FIGURE OUT WHO THE HELL HE IS!!!
JC: RIGHT, LAST TIME WE SAW THIS GUY... WELL... LET'S JUST GET BACK TO THE ACTION SHALL WE.
RW: GREAT COMMENTATOR ISN'T HE FOLKS...?
WITH A FINAL DEEP BREATHE THE BLOODIED MIKE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND THROWS HIS BODY BACKWARDS ATTEMPTING A "MIKENSTEINER", BUT TWILIGHT HAS DIFFERENT PLANS AS HE HOLDS ON TIGHT TO THE HEAVIER MIKE. LEAVING MIKE'S HEAD DANGLE DOWN BETWEEN HIS KNEES TWILIGHT JUMPS FROM THE SECOND ROPE DELIVERING AN AVALANCHE PILEDRIVER DIRECTLY ONTO THE STOP SIGN, SPRAYING BLOOD THROUGHOUT THE CORNER OF THE RING. THE CROWD BLOWS UP IN A "HOLY SHIT" CHANT AS ALL THREE MEN ARE NOW DOWN OUTSIDE THE RING.
RW: OH... MY... GOD... THAT WAS RIDICULOUS, BUT I LOVED IT.
JC: I COULDA HAD A V-8!!!...WAIT WHAT...? REPLAY THAT... *MOMENT*... HOLY SHIT NUGGETS?!?! HE IS DEAD!!!!!!!
RW: LITTLE LATE THERE JOHN.
THE REF LOOKS AROUND THE RING ALMOST CONFUSED AT WHAT TO DO CONSIDERING HIS LACK OF BEING ABLE TO COUNT OUT OR DISQUALIFY ANYONE, HE THEN TAKES A MOMENT TO SIT BACK IN THE CORNER LETTING THE MEN ALL BEGIN TO MOVE, OR WHICH OF THEM THAT CAN. TWILIGHT IS THE FIRST TO RISE TO HIS FEET, TAKING A MOMENT TO LOOK OUT OF THE RING HE CAN SEE THAT RAY CROSS IS GETTING TO HIS FEET USING THE GUARDRAIL AS A STABILIZER. WITHOUT A MOMENTS NOTICE TWILIGHT IS ON THE TOP ROPE AND LEAPING OUT TOWARDS RAY CROSS, WHO AT THE LAST MOMENT LOOKS UP AND DODGES OUT OF THE WAY FROM THE FALLING "BLOOD MONEY'AN" AND AS TWILIGHT MISSES HIS MARK HE LANDS HARD COLLIDING THE EDGE OF HIS JAW WITH THE STEEL GUARDRAIL BOUNCING HIM BACK ONTO HIS ASS GRIPPING HIS JAW TIGHT AS BLOOD BEGINS TO POUR FROM HIS MOUTH ALONG WITH EACH BREATH OF AIR. RAY CROSS SITS ONLY FEET AWAY ON HIS KNEES TRYING TO STILL COLLECT HIMSELF FROM THE NEAR TWELVE FOOT FALL ONLY A FEW MOMENTS PRIOR.
JC: OK, TWILIGHT'S JAW IS BROKEN... RAY CROSS FELL ALMOST TWO TIMES HIS HEIGHT... AND WELL IF AVERAGE MIKE REMEMBERS ANYTHING, ITS WHY HE LEFT WRESTLING IN THE FIRST PLACE... GOD THIS IS CARNAGE.
RW: BUT NOW IT SEEMS ALL TIED UP, WITH RAY CROSS AND TWILIGHT OUT HERE IN FRONT OF US BOTH BLEEDING AND INJURED AND WELL, JUST LOOK AT MIKE. THIS WILL BE INTERESTING, AND WITH IT ONLY BEING A THREE MAN RUMBLE, WELL, THIS IS BETTER THAN WE COULD HAVE ASKED FOR IN MY BOOK!
USING THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE TO RISE TO HIS FEET THIS TIME RAY CROSS TAKES A SECOND LOOK, FIRST AT THE TABLE, THEN AT THE ANNOUNCERS, WITH A GLIMMER IN HIS EYE RAY BEGINS TO STUMBLE TOWARDS TWILIGHT, AND WITHOUT HESITATION PICKS HIM UP AS FAST AS HE CAN OFF THE GROUND AND BEGINS TO WORK TWILIGHT OVER TOWARDS THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE, BUT THIS ISN'T MADE EASY, WITH BOTH MEN BEING EXHAUSTED, HURT, AND STILL WILLING TO EXCHANGE BLOWS. BUT EVENTUALY WITH A STIFF RIGHT TO THE POSSIBLY BROKEN JAW OF TWILIGHT, CROSS GETS THE UPPERHAND AND IS ABLE TO LAY TWILIGHT OUT ON THE TABLE, TAKING A MOMENT TO REST, LEANING ON THE TABLE ABOVE HIS FALLEN OPPONENT.
RW: THIS IS IT JOHN, BETCHA FIVE DOLLARS RAY CROSS HAS THIS THING IN THE BAG, HE IS THE MOST HARDCORE RIGHT NOW!!!
JC: I THINK OUR WORLD CHAMPION WOULD BE WILLING TO ARGUE THAT POINT RANDY.
RW: YOU ARE ACTUALLY RIGHT FOR ONCE JOHN, BUT THAT WILL BE SEEN ANOTHER DAY, SEEING AS HOW TONIGHTS BOUT GOT... WHO THE HELL IS THAT...?
AS RANDY HAS SAID A MAN IS IN THE RING, MOVING QUICKLY TOWARDS THE TURNBUCKLE NEAREST TO THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE. THE MAN IS CLOAKED IN A LONG BLACK CLOTH CLOAK, A HOOD HANGS ALMOST A FOOT AND A HALF FROM WHERE IT LAYS ON HIS HEAD, BOTH THE ARMS AND THE BOTTOM SIT FAR PAST THE POINT THEY SHOULD, BUT THE MAN IS STILL OF GOOD SIZE, THAT CAN BE SEEN. RAY CROSS STILL LEANS OVER TWILIGHT WITH NO CLUE OF THE MAN STANDING NOW ON THE TURNBUCKLE BEHIND HIM, AND WITHOUT WARNING THE CLOAKED FIGURE LEAPS FROM HIS PERCH, SENDING HIS BODY FALLING, SPIRALING TO THE EARTH. LANDING HIS LEGS ON THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF RAY CROSS AND THE MAJORITY OF HIS BODY ACROSS TWILIGHT THE MAN SENDS ALL THREE OF THEM CRASHING THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE.
RW: THIS MAN HAS JUST ENTERED HIMSELF INTO THE RUMBLE!!! AND HAS TAKEN OUT TWO OF THE MAIN PLAYERS!!!
JC: IT IS AN INVITATIONAL RIGHT RANDY?
RW: DAMN IT! YOUR RIGHT.
THE MAN SLOWLY BEGINS TO CLIMB TO HIS FEET BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY INTO THE RING AND LIFTING AVERAGE MIKE TO HIS FEET, BEGINNING TO PULL HIM TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING. THE CAMERA CHANGES BACK TO WHERE RAY CROSS AND TWILIGHT SIT IN A HEAP OF WOOD AND THEIR OWN BLOOD OUTSIDE OF THE RING, AS THE CAMERA PANS BACK TO THE RING, THE APRON BEGINS TO MOVE AND AS THE CAMERA PEEKS A TOUCH CLOSER THE WORLD CHAMPION DIVES OUT FROM UNDER THE RING CHARGING OVER AND BEGINNING TO BEAT DOWN VICIOUSLY ON RAY CROSS, SPRAYING BLOOD ACROSS THE PIECES OF WOOD ON THE GROUND AND LEGS OF THE ANNOUNCERS.
JC: HOW THE HELL DID OUR WORLD CHAMPION ONE, GET AWAY FROM SECURITY, TWO GET THE HELL UNDER THE RING?!?
RW: UHHH, MACGUYVER'S 5150 COUSIN...? SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
IN THE RING THE CLOAKED MAN STANDS WITH AVERAGE MIKE IN FRONT OF HIM HE DELIVERS A KICK TO THE GUT BEFORE LOCKING MIKE'S BLOODY HEAD AND ONE OF HIS ARMS, LIFTING, AND DROPPING MIKE HARD ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD WITH A SPIKE DDT, THE CLOAKED MAN THEN GOES FOR THE PIN. WHILE THIS IS GOING ON DAMEON HAS RETURNED TO HIS FEET, AND ONCE AGAIN, THE TWISTED SMILE HAS RETURNED TO HIS FACE, LOOKING DOWN AT CROSS, HE REACHES INTO HIS POCKET AND PULLS OUT A SMALL BAG OF WHAT APPEARS TO BE THUMBTACKS. OPENING THE BAG DAMEON THEN DUMPS OUT THE CONTENTS ONTO RAY CROSS BEFORE PICKING TWILIGHT UP OFF THE GROUND, PLANTING TWILIGHT BETWEEN HIS LEGS, LIFTING, THEN EXTENDING TWILIGHTS ARMS OUT IN A VERY "MESSIAH-ESQUE" FASHION DAMEON RAISES TWILIGHT UP AND SENDS HIM BACK DOWN ON TOP OF RAY CROSS WITH "KROSSTIKA" CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB LODGING THUMBTACKS DEEP IN THE BODIES OF BOTH HARDCORE COMPETITORS. BEGINNING TO LAUGH DAMEON STEPS OVER BOTH THE MEN, GRABBING HIS WORLD TITLE AND SLOWLY CRAWLING OVER THE GUARDRAIL. THE REFEREE BEGINS TO MAKE THE COUNT IN THE RING FOR THE CLOAKED FIGURE.
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RW: WELL WE HAVE A NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION, ONLY THING IS, WE DONT KNOW WHO IT IS.
JC: WHOEVER THEY ARE THEY FOUND THE OPENING THEY NEEDED AND TOOK ADVANTAGE, SMART WRESTLER.
THE CLOAKED MAN IS HANDED HIS NEW HARDCORE TITLE AS HE IS GETTING TO HIS FEET, LOOKING AT IT FOR ONLY A MOMENT HE GLANCES OUT AND SEE'S DAMEON FINISHING CRAWLING OVER THE GUARDRAIL AND QUICKLY LUNGES TOWARDS THE ROPES THROWING HIS HOOD BACK AND YELLING OUT "HEY ASSHOLE" TO WHICH DAMEON QUICKLY SPINS AROUND ONLY TO HAVE A FIRE IGNITE IN HIS EYES AS HE SAW WHO STANDS WITH "HIS" HARDCORE TITLE IN THE RING, THE MAN WHO HAD ATTACKED RAY CROSS AND TWILIGHT, THEN MADE THE PIN ON AVERAGE MIKE, WAS NONE OTHER THAN THE FORMER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, "THE ACIDIC ONE" RAYN!
RW: IT'S RAYN! RAYN'S BACK IN THE SFT, AND IS THE HARDCORE CHAMPION.
JC: GOOD FRIENDS IN A WAY, BUT A MUTUAL RESPECTED HATRED RUNS BETWEEN THESE TWO MEN, I DON'T THINK DAMEON IS PLEASED AT ALL BY THIS...
NOT WASTING A MOMENT MORE IN THE CROWD DAMEON HAS ALREADY MADE HIS WAY OVER THE GUARDRAIL AND IS SLIDING INTO THE RING AS RAYN QUICKLY BACKS OUT UNDER THE ROPES ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING, MAKING HIS WAY BACKWARDS UP THE RAMPWAY, LAUGHING AND SIMPLY WAVING AT THE NOW FURIOUS "BEAST" THAT STANDS FUMING AT THE ROPES FACING THE RAMP, SCREAMING, ROARING, AT THE NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION. DAMEON STOPS FOR A MOMENT, TAKING A LOOK AT RAYN, THEN DOWN AT HIS OWN WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE. LOOKING BACK OUT AT RAYN, DAMEON THEN ONCE AGAIN BEGAN TO LAUGH, THEN BEGAN TO STEP BACK FROM THE ROPES SLOWLY AS IF NOT CONCERNING HIMSELF WITH RAYN. TURNING TO THE DOWNED AVERAGE MIKE, DAMEON THEN DROPS DOWN TO HIS KNEES PLACING HIS FACE REAL CLOSE TO THE EAR OF MIKE, THE CAMERA GETS IN CLOSE TO HEAR.
DAMEON: HE'S BACK... THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET EVEN WORSE... HAHA, FOR EVERYONE... INCLUDING, HIM...
STANDING UP TO HIS FEET ONCE MORE DAMEON DELIVERS A SOLID KICK TO THE STERNUM OF AVERAGE MIKE, LOUDLY KNOCKING THE WIND OUT OF THE HALF ABUSED MAN. DAMEON THEN MAKES HIS WAY BACK OUT OF THE RING AND OVER THE GUARDRAIL AS RAYN CONTINUES HIS WAY BACK UP THE RAMPWAY SMILING AND GLOATING TO THE CROWD THE WHOLE TIME. RAYN IS ABOUT TO GET TO THE TOP WHEN SOMEONE EMERGES FROM THE BEHIND THE CURTAINS. IT IS…
RW: IS THAT?
JC: ITS RENO DESTINY!!!
RW: I WAS GONNA SAY THAT!
JC: YOU SNOOZE YOU LOSE.
RAYN STANDS THERE A BIT SHOCKED. RENO HAS A BIG SMILE ON HIS HEAD AS HE NODS. THE CROWD START CHANTING RENO, OVER AND OVER AGAIN. RENO TAPS THE TITLE THAT RAYN NOW HOLDS HE GRABS RAYN’S ARM AND RAISES AS THEY HUG AND WALK AWAY TOGETHER.
RW: I GUESS THIS MEANS RAYN OF DESTINY IS ONCE MORE SOMETHING TO CONTEND WITH. SO THAT’S TWO PEOPLE BACK IN ONE SHOW. GOD KEEPING TRACK OF ALL THIS IS DIZZYING ME.
JC: GET USED TO IT.
RW: THIS NIGHT HAS BEEN INSANE... I NEED A PERCASET AND A BEER...
JC: YOU AND ME BOTH FRIEND, YOU AND ME BOTH... UNTIL PAY-PER-VIEW TIME FOLKS, THIS IS JOHN CARTWRIGHT.
RW: AND RANDY WHITE SAYING, THIS WHOLE THING JUST GOT A LITTLE TWISTED UP, FROM THE RETURN OF A FORMER WORLD CHAMPION, AGAIN. TO THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE MAIN EVENT AT THE PAY-PER-VIEW, HELL IN A CELL FATAL FOUR WAY, AND DON'T FORGET IT! GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!
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