Blue Spotlights flicker throughout the arena and BANG! "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES..." Individual pyro blasts lining the left and right side of the entranceway explodes as a domino effect from the bottom of the ramp to the top, which leads to a massive pyro explosion at the top of the set. "...THIS IS MY LAST RESORT!" The new Owners of Strike Fantasy Towers, The ICON and Dave Van Dam, come through the curtain to a mixed reaction. The Immortal Icon's, with their tag titles, and DVD with his IC Title, make their way down the ramp and into the ring.
JC: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to a historic Sunday Night Breakdown.
RW: It was one week ago that we learned that Shadow has sold Strike Fantasy Towers to the Immortal Icon's and now ICON and DVD are running the show.
JC: It's a new regime, a new era.
RW: As ICON has said, the Revolution has begun!
DVD grabs a mic. Looks out to the fans and laughs. He hands the microphone back to Icon without saying a word.
The ICON: I've heard all the whispers. I've heard all the anxiety. I've heard the questions and the concerns. The fact of the matter is that we're not well liked and I don't care. I'm here to do something that no one has been able to do here in years and that is to return the SFT to it's apex. To return SFT back to it's potential. The SFT will be a prosperous place once again and it will be because of The ICON and Dave Van Dam. I will be remembered once and for all and this is how I'm going to do it! It's a lesson in Immortality 101. We will teach you all how it's done. We'll show each and every person who's failed before us, what it takes to be successful. What it takes to return the SFT to it's place in greatness.
The fans give a mixed reaction. People boo because they don't like the ICON's actions over the last few weeks, but others cheer the idea of SFT being returned to greatness
RW: It sounds like the ICON and Dave Van Dam has their minds set on what's best for this company.
JC: But it remains to be seen if they can execute it. What is said and what is done are two different things.
RW: Well if the trend continues, what they're saying will be done. ICON has backed up everything he's been saying for the last five weeks. So he's proven he can talk the talk and walk the walk.
The ICON: And now that brings me to Dameon, our champion. Dameon, you wanted to see me reach my full potential? You questioned my legacy? Let's see how you define your legacy. So far so good, but you need to be tested even further. Dameon, I don't care if you went to hell and back last Sunday. You are the SFT World Heavyweight Champion and I'm here to restore prestigue to that title. You don't get any breaks. If you want to continue to be the Champion, you're going to do as you're told. You will be wrestling here tonight. The title will not be on the line tonight, but don't think you can rest easy. Because tonight, you will be participating in a HANDICAP Match!
JC: What the hell?!
RW: The man just fought in a triple threat triple tier hell in a cell match and now he's gonna have to fight in a handicap match?!
JC: That's just rediculous! He apparently has rubbed the ICON the wrong way.
RW: And now he's paying for it.
JC: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have to take a break. We'll be right back with our opening contest!
The intro to the song Plowed starts to kick in as fans get to their feet.
JC: Looks like we're gonna have to wait for the US Title number one contender's match.
RW: Because we know what that means. It's our US Champion himself, Dark Wolf.
JC: He is scheduled to have the night off and shouldn’t even be here.
RW: I heard after the Road to Salvation the doctors told him his shoulder was hurt again.
JC: I guess we will find out.
As the song kicks in The Dark Wolf walks out in a dress shirt and jeans. Over his shoulder the U.S. Title. His other arm is in a sling. Is face has a few stitches from Road to Salvation. He walks up the stairs to the ring and wipes his feet, then enters. He places the US Championship on the corner turnbuckle and calls for the microphone. April Summers hands it to him through the ropes and with his good arm he begins to speak while the music cuts out.
DW: For years I have been searching and wandering the world for my place. And Finally this last year I realized that the place I kept leaving and coming back to was my place. And now my greatest fear. The doctors said they cannot do another surgery to fix my arm. I can only hope that it will be functional enough to wipe my own ass.
JC: I knew it.
RW: Shhhhh.. what will happen to the title?!
JC: All you care about is the title. That’s a mans career we are talking about!
The Dark Wolf wipes his eyes clear with his arm. You know after thinking about it all week, I decided I was sick of tournaments. Sick of all the rumble’s, sick of all the crap from open titles that I instead will make it simple. Tonight I will pick one person, and they will represent me in the US Title match next week against the number one contender.
JC: I don’t think that is his decision to make. Don’t the new owners, Dave Van Dam and Icon, have a say in this?!
RW: I am sure they will intervene or make some statement later.
DW: Tonight I will personally tell, the person I think deserves it that they will get that opportunity. And if say, it is the winner of tonight’s match for the number one contendership, who knows, perhaps I will just give it to them. To all my fans, its been great to see you and trust me, you never know what will happen next.
The Dark Wolf hands the microphone back to Amanda Summers and Plowed begins to play over the arena as The Dark Wolf grabs the US Championship and walks out of the ring.
JC: I can't believe it! It sounds like Dark Wolf is stepping away from in ring competition. He's going to pick an apprentice to defend his US Title next week against tonight's number one contender!
RW: So who is he going to pick for the Championship?
JC: And will it be Reno or Johnny Legend?!
MATCH
NUMBER ONE
RW: Well this next match can really go either way I think.
JC: I don’t know, Legend did not seemed to focused about this match all week.
RW: Guess we’ll just have to wait and see John.
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.
RW: Well he seems focused on pleasing the crowd.
"I STAND ALOOOOONNNNEEEE!" The electric Guitar blasts over the PA and out through the curtain reno runs out in excitement he runs to each side of the stage and points out to the crowd and screams. He looks towards the ring and pats on his chest and begins to walk down. Before he hits the middle of the isle he bends down to tap the floor and spreads his arms out like an eagle and the pyro goes off. The crowd praises as he makes his way to the ring. He slides from the outside to the inside of the ring and heads towards the turnbuckle. He raises his arms as the camera flashes, Rayn creeps down to the ring and stands in the corner of Reno.
Then all of the sudden Changes by Tupac blares throughout the arena and the fans boo. DVD walks out from behind the curtain and has a smile on his face.
DVD: Hey guys! Always good to see a couple of “old times continue to have the passion. I just thought I would spice it up a little bit. This match now is a hardcore match! Enjoy…
RW: What is Rayn doing?
Rayn is shown on the outside reaching under the ring.
JC: Getting weapons.
Rayn pulls out some trash cans from under the ring. He tosses them inside the ring and than proceeds to throw a metal pipe, a kendo stick, and a “Tickle Me Elmo” doll.
JC: Ha, Ha. That tickles.
From the outside he signals for the bell to be rung.
Ding, Ding.
Reno immediately cold clocks Legend in the mouth knocking him down to one knee. Legend is shocked but he quickly kicks Reno’s legs out form underneath him. Reno falls to the mat and before he knows it Legend is on top of him waling away at his face with punches. He gets up and grabs the metal pipe that Rayn threw into the ring. He smashes the pipe hard down into Reno’s stomach. He rises the pipe and does it again. He continues to do this until he accidentally hits himself with the pipe on the way up.
RW: That’s embarrassing.
Both men are a bit weary but Reno gets to his feet first. He picks Legend up and throws him into the ropes. As Legend bounces off Reno nails him with a dropkick. Legend goes down but it doesn’t take long for Reno to pick him back up. Reno sets him up for and hits the Death Valley Driver. Legend rolls out of the ring and starts to walk up the ramp. Reno laughs as his opponent walks away trying to regain his strength. Reno reaches below him and picks up the “Tickle Me Elmo” doll and slides out of the ring.
JC: What’s he gonna do now?
Reno follows Legend up the ramp and clotheslines him to the back of the head bringing him down. He begins to relentlessly beat Legend with the “Tickle Me Elmo” doll to the fans laughter.
RW: C’mon he’s making a mockery of Legend.
JC: No Way, those eyes hurt. I had a niece with one of those.
Reno picks up Legend and walks him all the way to the top of the ramp. He stops near the entrance way and nails the Kill You.
RW: That’s it, this match is over.
JC: Where’s he going?
Reno walks through the entranceway towards the backstage area while Legend lies at the top of the ramp. A few seconds come by and Reno comes back out wheeling a wheel barrel. He picks up Legend and places him in the wheel barrel with the “Tickle Me Elmo” doll. He grabs the handles and lifts it so the wheel will move.
RW: He’s not gonna do what I think he’s gonna do is he?
JC: I think he is. This definitely won’t tickle.
Reno runs with the wheel barrel and lets it roll right off the stage. It goes crashing down below and Reno walks down the ramp and hops the barrier to find Legends motionless body. He covers and the ref counts 1……2………3
Winner of this match and the new number 1 contender for the US Title…..Reno Destiny!
JC: That was entertaining.
RW: And it looks like we have a new number 1 contender for the US title.
JC: That wheel barrel thing was cool.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Reno Destiny via pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER TWO
As the arena goes pitch black we then hear on the p.a. system "Spazz" by N.E.R.D beginning to play. Red and green lights circle through the arena and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as Livewire then appears from the back. Wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with the hood pulled over his head so we can see a little bit of his face and a red baseball cap that he is also wearing. As he stands at the top of the ramp a lightening bolt hits the middle of the ring. Livewire then walks confidently down the ramp with the crowd still giving him a mixed reaction. As he makes his way inside the ring he then heads for the nearest turnbuckle and stands on the middle part of it. He then flips back the hood to reveal his face and he looks to the crowd with a smirk on his face. He then takes off that red baseball cap and tosses it into the crowd. As the music continues to play he then jumps off the turnbuckle and pulls off the sweatshirt to show all his tattoos. The lights come back on and he prepares for the match.
JC: Livewire has been red hot as of late.
RW: And he's earned himself an IC Title match in the near future.
JC: But tonight, he takes on the Legendary ICON.
"Last Resort" by Papa Roach hits the PA. The ICON comes out from behind the curtain...
JC: What the hell?!
...The ICON is dressed in a suit holding the Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder.. He has a mic in hand.
The ICON: Livewire, did you really think I was going to come out here and fight you?! I'm above getting into the ring with some G-Unit Thug or whatever you think you are. I'm not coming out here and trying to get shot. But I do have an announcement to make and it does concern you and this IC Title that I have over my shoulder.
RW: What a coward. Livewire has prepared all week for this match and the ICON is just gonna stand him up basically?!
JC: I guess when you're the one running the show, you can do whatever you want.
The ICON: Dave Van Dam has more important things to deal with than worrying about this title. So for the time being, the title is going to be vacated. Now Livewire, I know you won the number one contender's match to the IC title at Road to Salvation. Good for you. But you're going to learn that things in life, and more so, here in the SFT aren't going to just be handed to you. We're going to find you a worthy opponent and the two of you will wrestle each other for the opportunity at being the new Intercontinental Champion! So Livewire, get out of the ring. You have the night off!
DVD…..Oh and by the way your match for the IC title whenever it may be….will also be a number 1 contenders match for the World Title!.
"Last Resort" hits as Livewire is left in the ring with an angry look on his face.
RW: Wow, Livewire will get his shot at the IC title, but it's not gonna be against DVD.
JC: ICON and DVD are going to find Livewire a "worthy" opponent, whatever that means. But if Livewire wins, he also may move on to Dameon and possibly be world champion. Gotta love the kid, he's moving up and quick.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Livewire via No contest!!! MATCH
NUMBER THREE
The two men then stand only a few footsteps apart and the crowd buzzes in anticipation. The two men smirk to one another and look at the weapons already scattered about the ring. They decide not to use them just yet and lock hands in a test of strength. Konnely gains a quick slight advantage, but Havoc uses his superior size to put Konnely to the ground. Konnely pops back up quickly and Jude locks in a hammerlock. He then extends Konnely’s arm and spins it around. Konnely uses his quickness to his advantage though, somersaulting then kipping up and reversing the move to Jude who reels a bit. Konnely then sweeps Jude’s legs from under him while maintaining the hold.
RW: Look it these two just go at it
Jude rolls forward and wraps his legs around Konnely’s arm, breaking his hold and creating one for himself. Konnely looks at his placement in the ring and realizes he can’t reach any ropes, so he tries to get his legs around Jude’s neck but Jude slaps them away. He then kicks Jude in the face, causing him to lose his guard, and then he locks his legs around his neck and rolls onto his stomach. Jude grabs Konnely’s legs and slowly pries his head out from his legs and folds Konnely’s left leg over the back of his right knee before grabbing his right ankle and quickly somersaulting forward, causing his leg to contort badly.
JC: ouch man thats gotta really hurt, I mean OUCH
Konnely rolls quickly away and rests his hand on his right leg, making sure everything is still where it should be. He then gets up and Jude runs at him, he rolls out of the way and Jude comes across from the turnbuckles. Konnely decides to quickly raise the volume of the match as he quickly grabs a chair and nails Jude in the side of the face with it, as he’s running back towards him. He then picks Jude up and uses his striking prowess hitting a left jab followed by a right and then an uppercut, sending Jude to the ropes.
He then runs at Jude, but Jude ducks and throws Konnely over his head. With great ring presence though, Konnely manages to land on his feet on the apron and catches Jude in the back of the head with a kick. He then goes for a springboard clothesline. But as he’s doing that, Jude picks up a chair and dropkicks it straight into Konnely’s face. Jude lifts him up, Konnely is still fully conscious though so he swings at Jude who ducks and grabs his arm, locking it in a half nelson before hitting a half nelson suplex onto a trash can that was already in the ring, causing it to contort to Konnely’s body. Jude hen picks Konnely up and signals for the end. He picks him up into a fireman’s carry and hit’s the Divine Intervention . He covers,
1………..2………….no
RW: Close call there but no dice
Konnely kicks out. Jude looks around, more disappointed than stunned. He smirks and shrugs and picks Konnely back up. Konnely though fights back again with his boxing skills, hitting Jude in both the stomach and the head. He punches Jude in the gut, hunching him over and then he delivers a brutal knee to Jude’s face. He then grabs Jude and hit’s the egocide. He covers.
1………2………..no
Jude kicks out. Konnely looks a bit frustrated. He drags Jude’s prone body towards the corner and picks him up. He looks out to the fans who know what is coming. He hits Jude with the Konflict Theory. He covers 1……..2………no
RW: Im getting dizzy here so many missed pins!
Jude kicks out yet again. Konnely become irate. He picks Jude back up and shouts “DEICIDE!”
He smiles as he lifts Jude into the fireman’s carry position. He swings his legs back, but Jude realizes what’s going on and as his body spins, he wraps his arms around Konnely’s throat and falls backwards into a rear naked choke. Konnely’s eyes bulge from their sockets and he grasps desperately at his neck, digging his nails into Jude’s hands. His fighting becomes less and less fierce though. He coughs once and his arms go limp. The ref calls for the bell.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Saint Jude via Pinfall!!! Jude does the kind thing and helps bring back Josh, as Jude sees that Josh is alright he begins to leave the ring, but not fast enough. Josh is on him now with a double axe handle, Josh is screaming at Jude. Josh grabs a steel chair and repeatedly hammers Jude till Jude pretty much lies motionless. .RW: Josh has gone beserk and I think hes killed Saint Jude. . JC: Call the paramedics! . The scene cuts backstage to Rayn leaving his and Reno's locker room to get ready for his match. Then, from down the hall, we see The Dark Wolf with US Championship in hand walk up to the door and knock on it. Reno: Who is it? DW: Its Wolf. I want to talk to you about the US Championship. Reno creeks open the door suspiciously as Wolf stands there with the belt and his arm in a sling. All beat up from last week. DW: Congratulations Champ. Im here to give you the belt. I am not facing you next week. I am not sure if you saw what I had to say..... Reno: I saw it. And as much as I wanted to face you, I guess that’s not in the cards. Reno opens the door a bit and Wolf walks in behind him. Reno turns around and Dark Wolf, with his bad arm, nails Reno across the face with the US Championship Belt. DW grabs Reno and nails him with Midnight on the cement floor! Dark Wolf shakes his head and takes off the sling and pulls a set of handcuffs out of the sling.
RW: Holy shit! Wolf was faking it the whole time!!! JC: ha ha ha. Wow, I guess he is who he is. Nothing has changed. The Dark Wolf drags Reno into the bathroom and handcuffs him to the handicap rails by the toilet. DW: Sorry Reno, nothing personal, but my friend Ray has a match with Rayn, and its going to be a fair fight. You don’t get to interfere. JC: Ray Cross is fighting Rayn later on tonight and it looks like Wolf has taken Reno Destiny out of the equation! RW: And it looks like Wolf WILL be defending his US Title after all! The Scene cuts back to ringside...
MATCH
NUMBER FOUR
RW: And here we go John, Hardcore Title on the line!!!
JC: Not to mention, FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE, this could get intense real fast.
RW: Exactly my point, and here comes our challenger.
"Hey man nice shot" begins to play over the loud speakers as the lights of the
arena dim, but this is not something that lasts for long as the music is soon
replaced by the sound of rustling around and fighting. The Strike-Tron quickly
changes over to a view of backstage where Rayn and Ray Cross stand fighting
near the curtains that lead to the rampway.
RW: Both competitors didn't even make it to the ring before beginning to beat
the hell out of eachother, you gotta love it!
JC: My question is, where else is this fight going to take them?
As the men continue to exchange rights and lefts "The Acidic One's" hardcore
belt is quick to fall off of him and down to the ground as we see the referee
shoot through the curtains, frantically trying to get to his assigned bout.
The larger Cross then begins to get the advantage ducking a shot of Rayn's
before sending a quick jab to the throat of the hardcore champ. Rayn then
begins grasping at his throat, trying to catch a breath of air, but Cross is
on top of him like the proverbial "stink of shit". After a few clubbing blows
to the back Cross then sends Rayn back first hard into the concrete wall.
RW: OH! Rayn sent HARD into the wall, that can't feel good, and might be
ending the match early for him!
JC: Come on, he's a former world champ, you won't end him that early.
Cross then quickly lifts Rayn to his feet before tossing him onto his shoulder
and marching him over to where a table of concessions sits, hesitating not a
moment Cross tries to throw Rayn down onto the table but Rayn throws his
weight around the larger Cross turning it halfway into a "cutter" styled move
bouncing both men off the table, but not even cracking the table.
JC: Both men bouncing off the table, that HAD to hurt.
Rayn rolls over from the ground rising to his feet, using the table as
leverage. Looking around for a moment to collect himself Rayn then looks down
upon the food on the table, quickly grabbing a metal kabob skewer with meat
and vegetables still covering the shiny make shift shank. Then letting Cross
rise to his feet Rayn pulls back and unleashes a vicious jab to the forehead
of Ray with the skewer, splitting the challenger clean open. Cross lets out a
slight scream as Rayn goes for the cover.
1...!
2...!
..Kickout!
RW: Close but no cigar there Champ, its Ray Cross, come on!
JC: Oh since when have you ever been on Cross' side?
RW: I got fifty bucks riding on it, shut up will you?
Rayn gets up slightly angry, but not detured about the kickout. Lifting Cross
up Rayn begins to walk the larger man farther into the backstage area.
Arriving near a dumpster Rayn looks towards Cross hollering out "I knew I put
this here for a reason." Then grabbing Cross by the head Rayn falls backwards
DDT'ing Cross into the side of the dumpster, spraying blood on the ground and
leaving Cross half seizuring next to the large green can.
Turning away from Cross Rayn then throws open the lid to the dumpster,
reaching in and pulling out... A SLEDGEHAMMER... but not just any sledge
hammer, this hammer dawns the name "Ham-Ham" down the side of it, carved in.
Motioning for Ray Cross to rise to his feet Rayn begins to scream at the
fellow former world champ.
JC: Rayn has bad intentions here.
RW: This could end bad, for my wallet and Ray Cross.
But as Cross rises to his feet and Rayn pulls back the sledgehammer Cross
dives towards the champion, chopping out, and hyperextending the right knee of
the hardcore champion, flooring him instantly.
JC: Oh my god, did Rayn's leg just snap in reverse?
RW: Woot Woot, I win the bet, woot woot!
JC: Sympathy Randy?
RW: Nope, I might be rich!
Looking down towards Rayn and the sledgehammer Rayn was about to use Cross
gains a fire deep in his eyes, then shooting his vision towards the dumpster
Cross reaches out grabbing the leg of Rayn and placing it in between the wall
and the dumpster, he then takes a few steps back before leaping towards the
dumpster and with all his weight shoulder blocking it, sending the huge metal
bin into the knee of Rayn, causing the champion to roll out from behind it
screaming in pain. Cross then goes for the pin.
1...!
2...!
Kickout...!
Slapping his hands against the ground Cross then jumps up to his feet lifting
Rayn up along with him and moving even farther into the back. A moment later
we find ourselves with the two men at the back door of the arena, Cross then
with one arm sends Rayn flying through the back door, out into the loading
area where multiple limos and rental cars wait for their respective drivers.
RW: Parking lot, this could be all bad.
JC: Randy, this spells ratings I can hear the money flowing now.
As Cross exits the arena we can hear the words he yells out towards Rayn.
Cross: What's wrong champ? You got something to say now boy?
Delivering a few more clubbing blows to the back of Rayn, Cross then begins to
drag him towards a limo, tossing "The Acidic One" on the hood of the limo
before following him up. Looking down towards the camera Cross points a finger
seemingly at the fans then at Rayn before setting Rayn between his legs as if
going for a powerbomb, but Rayn will have none of it, back body dropping Cross
onto the top of the limo before throwing all his weight back, dropping the
point of his elbow onto the bleeding brow of Cross, dazing the large
challenger. Sliding down the windshield Rayn then seemed to analyze his
possible options, glancing back at Cross, then around the parking lot.
JC: What else can these two men possibly do to eachother to gain this victory?
RW: Hates a powerful emotion John, a powerful emotion that just might lose me
money if Rayn can end this here.
Taking another moment to look around Rayn notices that the loading deck sits
about twenty feet down from a railing and the main floor of the building. Not
hesitating a moment Rayn then pulls himself from the hood of the limo, working
his way towards the back of it, getting to a point where he could latch onto
the bottom bar of the railing. Doing so he then began to pull himself up and
over the railing. Taking a breather for a moment, Rayn scans the vicinity, and
surveys his possible "decision".
RW: What the hell is on that psychopaths mind?
JC: We all know that Rayn will do anything when it comes to holding onto a
title, but this might be going to far.
Taking in another deep breathe Rayn begins to now limp his way back down the
length of the railing, lining himself up with the still laid out Cross, before
tossing his injured leg over the top of the railing, then his other, placing
his ass on the top bar for a moment Rayn looks down onto his "enemy".
RW: Holy S***! Is he trying to end his career here tonight?!?
JC: Possibly just Cross'...
Standing up as tall as he could, Rayn then threw his arms out to his side,
leaping from the rail and spiraling, delivering the largest "Acid Drop" seen
in SFT history... BUT CROSS MOVED!...
RW: RAYN IS DEAD...!
JC: What the HELL just happened.!.!.!???
The fans inside the arena can be heard all the way outside beginning a mixture
of "Holy S***", "SFT", and "This is Awesome!" chants. Rayn now lay sunken in
to the roof of the limo about two feet as Ray Cross moves from the hood of the
limo to the roof, throwing his arms over the hardcore champion.
1...!
2...!
3...!
RW: RAY CROSS IS OUR NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION!
JC: Rayn just took too big of a risk in the end, and it paid off for Cross,
and well you too Randy...!
Cross grabs the Hardcore Title he’s celebrating, it looks all good, but Rayn slowly gets up, walks up behind Cross and nails him with an inverted Diamond Cutter!
RW: What the hell the match is over!
Rayn slides out of the ring reaches under the ring and pulls out a small glass vile. He uncorks or opens it he goes over to the hardcore title which lays next to Cross, and Rayn now throws some liquid inside the vile onto the hardcore title, a little smoke begins to fizzle off the gold title.
JC: I think The Acidic one just threw some real acid onto the hardcore title, Rayn just ruined the hardcore title!
RW: Acid from the Acidic One, are we really that surprised, Ray Cross should be lucky it wasn’t his face he threw it at.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Ray Cross via Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER FIVE
The main event is about to begin. We have a handicap match, god knows why, this isn’t WWF circa 1984 is it? Ah well, we gotta go ahead so we will. Amanda Summers introduces Anishinabe and Average Mike to the ring. Average Mike looks rather average. Amanda now introduces the world champion Dameon who comes down to the ring with his World Title on his shoulder, the crowd is mixed booing him and cheering him.
RW: The world champion has a look of total concentration.
JC: What other look would he have?
RW: Uh uhm, (whispering; youre not supposed to ask me that)
JC: Whateva.
All three men stand in the ring looking at each other.
RW: How does this work, does anyone remember when a handicap match actually happened? Is it two on one the whole match or tag team rules?
JC: I have no clue.
Average Mike taps Anish on the back and Anish steps out of the ring.
RW: I guess its tag rules?
The bell rings and Dameon starts it off with a running clothesline. Mike holds the back of his head. Mike is now in some pain, the look on his face is hilarious, like a man who ate too much ice cream and has a brain freeze. Dameon with a quick time elbow drop followed by a cover the ref counts 1,2,kickout!
JC: Way too early for this to be over.
Mike gets up as he does Dameon drop kicks him as he falls back into his corner and Anish tags him in. Anish with a running lariat as he almost takes off the head of Dameon.
RW: ohh my!
Anish with a bionic elbow on Dameon as he was trying to get up. Anish with a tomahawk chop off the second turnbuckle, he tags in Mike who flies off the top turnbuckle with a gnarly looking frog splash! He grabs the legs and hooks them and covers Dameon with the coolest pin as the ref counts 1…………..2……………kickout!
JC: That was almost it right there.
Anish cant believe that as he argues with the ref. But by doing so he allows Dameon to recover and Dameon sneaks up behind Anish and nails him with an inverted DDT!
RW: I love this game!
Dameon picks up Anish and nails a major league brainbuster!
JC: Arn Anderson would be proud!
Dameon continues with a slingshot suplex.
RW: And Tully Blachard would be proud of that move
JC: Shh don’t say nothing bout the Four Horsemen or Josh Konnely would be apt to come out and start a rant about how no one wants to join him.
RW: Josh Rules!
Dameon now with a drop toe hold on Anish he covers 1…………..2……………..broken up by Average Mike!
JC: Mike just saved his partner.
Dameon gets up angry at nails Mike in the lower midsection, he holds his crown jewels in terrible agony as the fans laugh and applaud. Dameon with a side kick knocking Mike down to the ground. Dameon senses Anish coming up behind him and nails Anish with a superkick as Dameon has leveled both men. Dameon celebrates for a moment, but its short lived as he is turning around Average Mike looks to be going for a spear but instead the top of his head connects with Dameons chin as Dameons head snaps back and Anish is there to catch him use his own momentum against him rolling up Dameon in a school boy roll up, the ref doesn’t see Anish holding tights..1………….2………………..3!!!
RW: There it is, our first handicap match in almost a decade and its won by the two guys!?!?!
JC: I guess so.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Average Mike and Anishinabe via Pinfall!!!
Before Breakdown can go off the air we see Dameon get up quickly. Before Anish or Mike know whats going on, hes on them, first beating on Mike, left and right hooks, he busts his head wide open, as Mike smears blood all over the ring. Dameon turns to Anish, he nails Anish with a chop to the chest, he slides out of the ring, grabs Anish's hair he pulls out some Duct tape, man who doesnt love Duct Tape? He wraps Anish's hair with tape to the middle rope and pulls on the ropes sending Anish through the second rope, his body outside the ring his hair on the ropes, his hair is pulling off his head.
RW: Is Dameon trying to scalp Anish?
Anish pulls himself off and grabs hold of the tape and pulls it off before it does much Damage, Dameon walks away smiling at what hes just done.
JC: God I hate Dameon.
And with that we fade to black.
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