Strike Fantasy Towers
Friday Night Inferno™
With Randy White and John Cartwright
February 20, 2004
Friday Night 8:00pm Live From Death Valley, California

Inferno Opening

The scene fades in and we see Dave Steel arriving at the door of his dressing room. He opens the door and he is stopped by Dave Van Dam in the hall.

Dave Van Dam: Hey just wanted to wish you good luck tonight.

Dave Steel: Thanks man, same for you. Let Balkan know why you're a 12 time world champion.

Dave Van Dam: That's the idea.

Dave Steel: Hey, if you got itme after the show tonight I'd like to talk to you about some things.

Dave Van Dam: Yeah, ok I'll stick around after your match and we'll talk.

Dave Steel nods and Dave Van Dam walks away down the hall. As Dave Van Dam gets out of sight Lucas Balkan strolls around the corner and walks up to Dave Steel. He gets pretty close and the two are looking eye to eye.

Dave Steel: Can I help you?

Lucas Balkan: What were you and Van Dam talking about?

Dave Steel: Well I wanted to know his view on the preservation of Canadian wildlife.

Lucas Balkan: Yeah, I hope so because if you're conspiring to get involved in our match I'd advise you against it.

Dave Steel: Intimidating.....Dave doesn't need help from me or anyone else to take you on.

Lucas Balkan: I thought you had better judgement than that. You see........................what, whats the matter?

Dave completely loses focus on what Balkans saying and he looks around and seems to be disoriented. He looks back and Lucas and shakes his head to regain focus.

Dave Steel: I sense something...a presence I have not felt since..................................

Dave walks into his dressing room leaving Balkan in the hall. The Inferno theme is played and spotlights whip through the sxcited crowd as fans go crazy holding up signs and yelling out. The camera statys in the corwd for a few moments before going to Randy White and John Cartwright

RW: We have a great show in store for you all tonight.

JC: That's right Randy. We have yet another chapter in the Lucas Balkan, Dave Van Dam saga as well as a non title match between to seasoned vets in Connor MacDaddy and Dave Steel.

RW: Can't wait for that one.

Match Number One
Jordan Blayze vs. Jade Martinez
( Rookie Match )

JC: Well, to kick off Inferno tonight, we have a match pitting two up coming rookies against each other.

RW: That's right. Jordan Blayze will take on Jade Martinez.

"Broken" by 12 Stones hits, and Jordan Blayze walks out to the ring area, wearing shiny purple pants and elbow pads. He smiles and slides into the ring, awaiting his opponent.

JC: Jordan looks good tonight.

RW: But.. wow.. so does Jade Martinez!

The beautiful Jade Martinez has already began walking down the ramp as "Wherever You Are" by Laava plays. She climbs into the ring and the bell rings.

JC: Here we go!

Jade wastes no time as she quickly hits a running neckbreaker on Jordan. She hops to her feet and begins to stomp down on his chest, using the rope for leverage. Jordan grabs her foot as she attempts a kick, and shoves her down to the mat, as the crowd boo's. He lifts her up by her hair and plants her with an inverted DDT. Blayze then quickly bounces off the ropes and goes for a rolling thunder, but somehow Jade lifts her legs up and kicks Jordan in the back before he can land on her. The two jump to their feet, and charge toward each other. Martinez ducks a superkick attempt by Jordan, and connects with a kick to the groin.

RW: Ouch!

JC: That had to sting.

Jordan stumbles up against the turnbuckle in pain, and Jade follows up with a scissor kick. She then quickly begins to climb the turnbuckle, and as soon as Blayze gets to his feet, she hits him with a massive flying hurricinrana, which throws him across the ring. Without hesitation, Jade runs across the ring and hits the Stepping Stone [shining wizard] on Jordan as he attempts to stand! She quickly pins him, 1.. 2.. 3!

RW: She did it! Jade Martinez beat him!

JC: An impressive victory by Jade Martinez.

Winner: Jade Martinez via pinfall

Match Number Two
Nick Kincaid vs. Johnny Legend
( Standard Match )

JC: Well up next we have what looks like it's going to be a great match up between Johnny Legend and Nick Kincaid.

RW: These two have been pouring their hearts out all week and it's about to pay off.

Suddenly the voice of a little girl comes over the speaker system. She's singing a song, it goes: "I'm a little teapot, short and stout" At this point Nick Kincaid walks out, expecting to hear his music. He looks up at the Strike-Tron and at the surrounding speaker equipment. Lexus Malone comes out behind him, sort of giggling.

JC: Haha! What the hell is this Randy?

RW: I have no idea but Nick Kincaid certainly doesn't approve.

The girl continues. "Here is my handle, here is my spout." Nick begins to pull a temper-tantrum onstage, irate and screaming about his music. Nick: Cut this shit out! Hit my music damn it! Nick continues to grow frustrated as he stampedes down to the ring. Little girl: When I get all steamed up hear my shout… TIP me over and pour me out! Nick: Damn it! Nick slides into the ring and bounces off the ropes, trying to shake off his disturbing entrance and get psyched up for his match. Lexus takes her place at ringside.

JC: Well that was fricken odd.

RW: It certainly was but here comes Nick's opponent Johnny Legend.

"You Know Your Right" by Nirvana plays over the speakers as fireworks go off, as the mist clears Johnny Legend is standing at the top of the ramp with his arms in the air. Kincaid is poised in the ring, waiting for action. Legend's eyes meet with his opponent's, and he begins to charge towards the ring. Kincaid is ready for him and as Legend slides under the bottom rope, Kincaid drops to a knee to deliver an axe handle smash to Legend's back as the ref calls for the bell.

JC: Here we go. Kincaid begins to slap the back of Legend's head in a humiliating fashion.

Kincaid then picks Legend up to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Legend comes off and is met with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Kincaid grabs Legend by his head and picks him up in a side headlock position. He hooks Legend's arm over his head and brings him back to the mat with a snap suplex. Kincaid then bounces off the ropes and comes in with a quick elbow drop to the sternum. Legend flops in pain but Kincaid quickly hooks the leg for a cover. The ref counts but Kincaid only gets a two count.

RW: Kincaid looking for a quick victory it would seem.

JC: Well after that humiliation with his music I think he's trying to bring these fans back on his side and regain some respect.

Kincaid is quickly back on the offensive and he scoops Legend up and brings him into a body slam. Kincaid grabs Legend's arm and puts him in an armbar submission hold. Legend spasms and hits the mat with his free hand and tries to battle his way to the ropes. The struggle causes Kincaid to lose his grip and Legend is able to free himself. Legend staggers to his feet and runs to the ropes trying to get momentum to take Kincaid down with a clothesline, but Kincaid is ready for him and hits Legend with a clothesline that sends him over the top rope and to the outside.

RW: What a power shot by Kincaid.

JC: This newbie is looking great.

Kincaid paces around the ring as the ref begins to use his ten count. Just before he reaches seven Legend rolls back into the ring and rises to his feet. Kincaid turns around just in the nick of time to be caught with a clothesline. Kincaid rushes back to his feet and runs right into a belly-to-belly suplex. Again Kincaid is up quick and ferociously, but Legend puts him right back to the mat by executing a death valley driver.

RW: Legend now takes firm control and slows down the pace a little.

Legend picks Kincaid up off the mat and calls for a high impact move. He brings Kincaid in close, then delivers "Paradise City". Legend does not go for the cover, but instead tries to completely wear down Kincaid. He peels Kincaid off the mat again, and holds him in piledriving position for several seconds before driving his opponents head into the canvas viciously. Legend stands up and walks to Kincaid's lower half. He grabs Kincaid by the legs and locks on a Boston Crab.

JC: Legend piles on the punishment and now he's looking for a submission from Nick Kincaid.

RW: Something tells me he's not quite going to get it. I have high hopes for this Kincaid kid.

JC: Well I agree with you for once, but I wouldn't count out Johnny Legend. He's already proving his talent. Nick Kincaid can't even argue that, not from his current position.

Kincaid flops around in pain and reaches out as far as he can trying to grab the ropes. The ref is right in his face constantly asking if he wants to give up, but Kincaid pays him no attention. Kincaid continues to push at the canvas and try and inch his way toward the ropes, but Legend uses his strength to return to the center of the ring.

RW: Perhaps Kincaid is in a bit more trouble than I previously thought.

Kincaid lifts his hand up as if he's going to bring it down to tap out and it looks like it's going to be the end. Kincaid suddenly brings his hand down hard, but only once to push off the mat and use all his force to spin his body around and send Legend toppling over and somersaulting towards the ropes. Legend almost falls out the ring but is able to regain his composure just as Kincaid is back on his feet.

JC: Wow! I'm certainly impressed by Kincaid's explosiveness.

Legend tries to get back on the offensive but Kincaid grabs him quick and hits him with a half nelson face buster. Legend's face bounces off the mat and before he can react, Kincaid is locking in a stretching dragon sleeper.

RW: And now it's Kincaid looking for the tap out!

Legend's arms flail around the air at first, but they begin to slow as Kincaid sucks the life out of him with the dragon sleeper. The ref steps in to monitor Legend's consciousness, and as it appears Legend is going out, the ref begins to check his arm.

JC: We might have a knock out here, hang on Randy.

The ref checks Legend's arm once, and it falls. The ref raises his arms to signal he has one fall. The ref checks Legend's arm again, it falls. The ref raises his hands to show there have been two falls. The ref pauses and goes in to check Legend's arm a third time, it falls… But raises back to life at the last second.

RW: I thought he had him there but Legend is still alive! Legend begins to shake violently in a desperation attempt to escape the hold.

Kincaid begins to look confused as he's losing control of the move. Legend is able to get enough slack with his arms to bring them both together and strike Kincaid on each side of his face, making a sand-which type blow, forcing Kincaid to let go. Legend slowly sits up and tries to get off the mat as Kincaid tries to shake off the cobwebs from the slap he just received. Both men get up and meet in the center of the ring exchanging blows. Legend takes control and sends Kincaid railing back toward the ropes. Legend begins to absolute beat on Kincaid with lefts and rights until Kincaid falls flat on his posterior Legend backs away and gives the fans a pose before going in to give Kincaid a kick. Now back in control, Legend picks Kincaid back up off the mat and calls for the end.

JC: Are we going to see a "Legendary" ending?

RW: Looks that way!

Legend picks Kincaid up looking for his finishing move, but Kincaid firmly plants his feet on the mat and blocks the move. Once back on the mat Kincaid uses his might to push Legend off him and to the ropes. Legend comes back prepared and goes for a clothesline, Kincaid ducks and catches Legend in the back of the head with a "Shockwave"!

JC: What a shot!

RW: Goodnight Johnny!

Legend hits the canvas hard and bounces onto his back. Kincaid makes the cover and the ref counts one, two, three! The bell rings and Kincaid stands in victory.

JC: What a victory from no where by Kincaid.

RW: Those two were locked in a stalemate going back and forth and Kincaid scored a surprise victory shot. Lights out.

JC: What the... The arena is completely black.

The crowd is roaring waiting for something to happen. The lights come back on suddenly, and nothing seems to have happened. Legend is still out in the ring and the ref is checking on him. Kincaid stands at the top of the ramp. The camera focuses in on him and sees that he is dripping wet.

RW: What the hell happened to him? The camera gets closer and next to Kincaid is a large industrial container that says "Heinz Beef Gravy"

JC: Huh? Kincaid has been victim of a beef bath? Kincaid looks furious, and again Lexus seems to be laughing. Kincaid gives her a dirty look and the two storm into the back.

RW: I don't know what's going on here. Someone's playing practical jokes on Nick Kincaid, and he doesn't seem to be enjoying them.

The camera follows the two into the back Nick is really upset and he rips open the door to his locker room. He hears a growling noise as he flips on the light. Staring back at him are two pit bulls with saliva hanging from their mouths. Lexus looks frightened. Nick just utters… Nick: Oh shit. Nick slowly backs away and then bolts down the hall as the two beasts jump out of the room past Lexus and begin to chase Nick down the hall. The cameras go back to the ring.

JC: Well that sucks.

RW: Weirdness. I bet Nick's going to be upset when he finds out who did this

Winner: Nick Kincaid via pinfall

Match Number Three
Incubus vs. Hell Falcon
( Standard Match )

The arena falls to darkness. "The World is a Vampire" The voice of Billy Corgan echoes throughout the arena. Flashbulbs of cameras flicker as a red streak zips from the rafters down towards the ramp. "Despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage" A large explosion of red flames rise from the ramp as a dark figure appears within the flames. As the flames subside a man with drenched hair and a lowered head walks down the ramp. Wearing a black trenchcoat that sways in the breeze. "Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved." The man known to mortals as Hell Falcon reaches the ring. Sliding under the bottom rope he walks towards the middle as the lights slowly return. "Despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage." Hell Falcon calmly disrobes his trenchcoat revealing several scars as he awaits his match.

A spotlight points to the entrance way as the lights dim. Host by December then begins to play. Incubus flies down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope. He lloks like he's going to attack Hell Falcon but instead he walks calmly to his corner.

JC: What an amazing entrance that was.

RW: I liked them both.

JC: Anyway... it's singles match time!

Incubus is sitting in his corner staring off into space. Hell Falcon stands in the center of the ring without a facial expression.

RW: This sure is a thrill to see.

Incubus stands up and he goes toe-to-toe with Hell Falcon. The bell sounds and the two continue to stare. All of a sudden, Incubus tackles Falcon to the mat. Left after right after left after right.

JC: Incubus is one fierce mother-

RW: Watch yo mouth! This isn't RWA!

The referee finally pulls Incubus away and tries to keep him back, but he dives for Hell Falcon again. This time, Falcon manages to get out of the way, sending Incubus face first onto the mat. Falcon grabs Incubus and he lifts him up. He throws the legend into the ropes and knees him in the gut on the way back.

JC: Holy sh-

RW: John!

JC: Sorry.

Hell Falcon looks to finish this quickly. He sets Incubus up for a powerbomb. While Inky is in the air, he punches his way down to the mat. He then powerslams Hell Falcon before going for the cover.

JC: 1... 2... NO!

Falcon kicks out. Incubus goes to the corner and he stands on the second turnbuckle. He goes to drop and elbow deep in Hell Falcon's throat, but again he moves out of the way.

RW: Nicely done.

JC: What... moving?

RW: Yeah. Smart thinking.

JC: Puh...

Hell Falcon stands up, shakes off the attack from Incubus, and he pulls the dark legend up by his hair. Falcon sets him up once again for a powerbomb. After slamming him down, he turns it into a Boston Crab.

RW: Look at the torque! Incubus can't get out of this one!

Incubus struggles towards the ropes, but he can't make it. The pain is too strong.

JC: INCUBUS TAPPED OUT!

The bell rings and Hell Falcon holds on a bit longer before letting go. He stands up in victory as "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins plays again. The fans give a mixed reaction as he leaves the ring proudly.

Winner: Hell Falcon via submission

Match Number Four
Maharaja vs. Allison Johnson
( Lightweight Title Match
)

The two superstars circle the inside of the ring before stepping into the center in unison and locking up in a collar & elbow tie-up. Maharaja being the larger superstars holds the advantage in a tie-up. Maharaja spins the tie-up into a side headlock and wrenches the hold onto Allison. Maharaja moves the hold down to her wrist and drives a few elbows into the solar plexus of his opponent. He drags her over with an arm drag but she lands on her feet, frees her arm and hits an inverted dropkick into his chest.

RW: It seems like Allison is going to rely on some quick moving counters and make Maharaja work against himself.

When Maharaja returns to his feet, Allison begins to slug it out with him driving him back into the corner. When he is within a few feet of the turnbuckle, she clotheslines him back into the corner. As he leans back against the turnbuckle, she climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle and begins to pound away at at his head as the crowd counts with each punch. But after the 6th punch, Maharaja shoves her off the turnbuckle and she falls backwards onto her back.

JC: I can't help but keep thinking that Maharaja's superior strength is going to get the best of Allison Johnson.

RW: I wouldn't count Allison Johnson out just yet. She's already back on her feet.

Maharaja steps forward and drives the ball of his foot into Allison's stomach. As she bends forward, he stands beside her, hooks her into a reverse high knee cradle and drops her into a high angle backdrop. He turns over and hooks her leg into a pinning position. Referee Alan Brooks slides down to make the count, 1... Allison kicks out just barely after the 1 count.

RW: Maharaja seems a little upset that she kicked out so early.

JC: Speaking of so early, perhaps he shouldn't try for a pinfall that early in the match.

Maharaja gets up and begins to lay the boots to Allison. After a few kicks, Allison's only defense is to stick both feet up and kick in an upward direction. She catches him in the chin and he falls backward onto the mat. She crawls to her feet and walks over to Maharaja's position. She lifts him to his feet and hits a few elbow shots. She irish whips him to the ropes but on the return her drives a shoulder into her sending her back again. He runs the ropes again but she catches his feet between hers with a sort of pseudo-drop toe hold. She gets to her feet and climbs up onto the turnbuckle and sets herself up.

RW: I think this could be the 'Last Breath'

JC: Y'think?!

She leaps off the turnbuckle with the 'Last Breath' but Maharaja gets his knees up upon the moment of impact.

JC: That looked like it hurt.

RW: Y'think?!

Maharaja waits in the corner as Allison makes her way to her feet. When she stands up and stumbles a little, he sneaks up behind her with a roll-up. 1....2... Allison rolls out of the pin. Maharaja brings Allison to her feet and starts to hit continuous vertical suplexes which sets up the beginning of the "Maharaja-Complex". After the second suplex, Allison falls out of the move and dropkicks Maharaja in the top of his back, sending him over the top rope.

JC: That was one Hell of a dropkick!

Allison rolls out of the ring and hits a falling elblow drop on her opponent as the ref begins to make a count, 1... Allison begins to stomp away at Maharaja's right knee, 2... she lays a few more stomps on the knee before hitting a falling leglock, 3, 4... she wraps herself around his legs until he's in a figure four leglock, 5...

JC: What is she doing? She can't get a submission victory outside of the ring!

6... Maharaja leans back as far as he can to take the weight off the move knowing full well that his shoulder can't be counted as down so long as they are outside of the ring, 7... he begins to turn over in hopes of countering the move but Allison blocks his efforts, 8... eventually his superiour strength gets the better of Allison as he rolls over and reverses the move. Realizing that they need to get back into the ring, they both break the move, 9... they both move to the ring but end up tripping each other up and don't make it into the ring by the 10 count.

RW: It's a double count-out!

Winner: Draw via Double Countout

Match Number Five
Dave Steel vs. Connor MacDaddy
( Non Title Standard Match )

The lights dim and a red light begins to flicker furiously. The crowd silences and a woman's voice can be heard. "Oh my god..........I want you to trip like I do." Blind by Korn begins and the crowd goes crazy as Dave Steel walks out onto the ramp. He stops in front of the entranceway and looks to his feet with his arms stiffly at his sides. The words "are you ready" are sung and the music picks up as Dave begins making his way down the ramp and through the aisle. He slaps hands with a few fans along the way and bangs a quick right once at the ring. Dave walks towards the announce table and pulls a Dr. Pepper form his pocket. He tosses it to John Cartwright and continues into the ring sliding beneath the bottom rope. He hops to his feet quickly and walks to the center of the ring. He raises his hands and the lights come on.

The music stops. "Got you by the Balls" by AC/DC blares over the PA system as large red X pyros fires off. A few seconds into the song Connor steps out onto the stage and makes an X with his arm in the air, and the SFT World Title around his waist. He starts to walk down the ramp. Mid ramp he slows down and points to a few fans and gives them a big thumbs up. He slides in the ring and goes on the turnbuckle and makes X crosses in the air to the crowd.

JC: "There's the co-holder of the SFT World Title, Connor MacDaddy. He's in for a rough night with Dave Steel."

RW: "So if Steel wins, does he get a title shot?"

Connor hands the referee the World Title, who in turn hands it to the time keeper quickly, since this isn't a title match. Steel quickly rushes Connor and starts hitting knee strikes to Connor's side. Connor tries to block, and also push Steel away. Steel ends up cornering Connor in the corner, with knee and forearm strikes. Connor somehow hits a well placed fist to the cheek of Steel, who stumbles back. Connor bursts out of the corner with a clothesline, but Steel ducks and quickly wraps his arms around Connor's waist, hitting a high-angle backdrop that has Connor landing almost on the top of his head. Connor lays on the mat, unmoving. Steel goes for a pin. 1... 2.... Connor gets a shoulder up, and clutches his neck. Steel quickly stands and hits a couple of knee drops on Connor's neck. Steel picks Connor up and whips him to the corner and follows in with a jumping knee strike. Connor groggly steps out of the corner, and Steel tries for a roundhouse kick. Somehow Connor catches Steel's leg and pulls him in and hits a DVD. Both men lay on the mat. Connor begins to stir, holding his neck still. He walks over to Steel and picks him up and tries for a chokeslam, but Steel reverses out of it in mid-air and hits a front dropkick. Connor gets up slowly, and Steel waits on him. Steel then runs at Connor, but Connor catches Steel by the throat and hits a quick chokeslam, that sends Steel bouncing on the mat.

JC: "This is a very close match, neither man really having momentium at the moment."

RW: "Connor has an advantage at the moment after that brutal chokeslam, but can he capitalize."

Connor sits on the bottom turnbuckle in the corner, holding his neck still. Steel slowly gets up, and looks out to the crowd. As Steel slowly spins around, Connor gets ready, and then as Steel begins to look toward Connor, Connor blasts out of the corner with a huge spear. Connor picks up Steel and sets him up for a powerbomb. Connor attempts the DaddyBomb and hits it. Connor pins. 1... 2.... Steel barely gets his shoulder up. Connor begins to get frustrated and picks up Steel and whips him into the corner. Connor follows in with a clothesline. Connor keeps Steel in the corner and hits a huge chop to Steel's chest. Connor then sits Steel on the top rope, and gets up on the 2nd rope. Connor hooks on a set up to what looks to be a northern lights suplex. Connor and Steel end up standing on the top rope for a moment before Connor launches Steel off the top rope with a release northern lights suplex.. Both men land hard. They each lay on the mat for a moment. Connor begins to move first, rolling over to the ropes to pull himself up, while Steel just lays on the mat, unmoving. Connor struggles to get up, and after a few moments finally does get up. Connor slowly walks over to Steel, and then signals that it's over.

RW: "See, here we go. Connor MacDaddy is bringing it home."

JC: "It's not over until the 1, 2, 3!" Connor picks up Steel and sets him up for the Big Mac. Connor holds up Steel and walks around the ring a little. Connor then walks to a corner and gets ready to complete the Big Mac, but Steel begins to squirm. Steel wiggles his way out of Connor's grip, and hits a hard knee strike to Connor's back, Steel then quickly hooks a body scissors along with his Ultimate Deception submission. Connor has no way out of the move and no way to drag himself to the ropes. Connor begins to fade as Steel cranks on the body scissors and Ultimate Deception. The ref checks in on Connor and notices that he's not responding to anything he's saying and finally calls for the bell.

JC: "What...what just happened??"

RW: "We need some help out here, I think Connor just passed out."

JC: "Dave Steel just beat Connor MacDaddy!"

Winner: Dave Steel via Submission

Inferno Closing

"Trip Like I Do" hits the speakers as Dave Steel gets back to his feet. Dave raises his arm in victory for only a second, before asking for a microphone.

Dave Steel: Well, I think it's pretty fair to say that by beating Connor MacDaddy smackdab in the middle of the ring for a one, two, three, I've earned myself a shot at the title. What do you all think?

The fans roar with approval.

Dave Steel: Shadow... Dean... you heard the people. I think I deserve a title shot, and I'd like it fairly soon.

"Medicated" hits the speakers and the fans are surprised to see United States champion Lucas Balkan start walking down to the ring. He slides in and raises his title into the air, then throws it over his shoulder and asks for a mic.

Lucas Balkan: Steel, I couldn't care less who you beat. You don't just jump to the world title scene. You have to work your way through me first. If anyone deserves a title shot it's Lucas Balkan. With that,

"Possum Kingdom" hits and Sean Lane walks down the ramp holding a microphone. He begins to speak as he enters the ring.

Sean Lane: Wait just a second gentlemen. Connor isn't soley the world champion. Nothing concerning MY title is going to happen without MY approval. So before you go decid...

"In the Light" hits and Dave Van Dam walks out with a smug look on his face. He slides into the ring and asks for a microphone of his own.

Dave Van Dam: I'm sure the fans would love to hear you all bitch and moan about the world title and who's fighting who, but I reserved this time for myself to come out here and let everyone know just how I feel about the sunnuva bitch ICON.

"Last Resort" explodes into the arena and ICON wastes no time walking down the ramp and getting into the ring, microphone already in hand.

ICON: If you have something to say, why don't you step up and say to my face?

JC: This is chaos Randy! Everyone's out here and they're all ready to go at it.

Van Dam steps into ICON's direct line of vision, and shoves him a little. ICON steps back towards him and pushes back. MacDaddy is up now and he pushes Lane. Balkan is getting very upclose on Steel, who looks like he is about to hit Balkan just before "Shoots and Ladders" hits and the crowd goes crazy as Owner Shadow walks down to the ring, shaking his head in disgust. He already has a microphone and immediately begins trying to settle things down.

Shadow: Boys, boys, boys. Enough of this bickering. God sometimes you people act like children. You want this title shot, but he wants it first. You're gonna kick his brains in, but not before he whoops your ass. I'm so sick of this crap!

RW: Shadow seems pretty angry.

JC: I wouldn't want to make Shadow angry. Shadow. In fact, I am so sick of this crap that I'm just not going to deal with it anymore.

All six superstars in the ring stop what they're doing and look at Shadow confused.

Shadow: You heard me right.

Steel begins to approach Shadow to say something but Shadow holds his hand up.

Shadow: I'm not going to deal with it personally... Not as much anyway. Because I have found someone to do that for me. Someone whom I trust. Someone that I know can lead the pack and put people in their places. Given the right team and motivation, this person can do anything they choose.

JC: Who do you think it is?

Shadow: So without further adiue, I introduce to you, your new ambassador...

RW: What?!

A hush falls over the crowd as the lights fade to black. The sound of a gong echoes through the arena as a green mist rises on the entrance ramp and the lights begin to flash green. A dark voice speaks. "Rover, wanderer, nomad, vegabond... call me what you will!" "BUT I'LL TAKE MY TIME ANYWHERE!" "FREE TO SPEAK MY MIND ANYWHERE" "AND I'LL REDFINE ANYWHERE" "Anywhere I roam..... where I lay my head is home!" "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica hits the speakers and the fans go into a fucking frenzy.

JC: NO WAY!!!!

RW: COULD IT BE?! JOHN COULD IT BE HIM?!?

JC: I don't know Randy!

The green mist has really fogged up the stage, so much that the entrance ramp can not be seen. Suddenly jumping through the mist a figure can be seen wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses. The camera zooms in on the figure as green lights beat down on him, and it becomes clear that the new ambassador is none other than...

RW: IT IS HIM JOHN! IT'S ADAM DAVIDSON!

JC: IT'S MAD DOGG!!!!

Mad Dogg energetically pumps his fist in the air, and slaps hands with several fans sitting near the ramp. The new ambassador appears to be extremely excited and he continues to make his way towards the ring. The camera now checks the reactions of the six superstars in the ring, who can barely be seen through the green light. They're all in shock, including Dave Steel. Shadow just rests against the ropes smiling.

Candy Peaks: Ladies and gentlemen, making his way to the ring, the new Ambassador of Strike Fantasy Towers... Mad Dogg!!!

RW: Every one of those men are in utter shock.

Mad Dogg jumps up the steel stairs and enters the ring through the top and middle rope. He immediately climbs a nearby turnbuckle and raises both arms into the air. He steps off the turnbuckle and cuts through the crowd of superstars, brushing Lucas Balkan out of his way he approaches the turnbuckle diagonal to him. Dogg climbs this turnbuckle and poses again. Camera's flash around the arena as Dogg steps off and comes to the center of the ring. Dogg makes one final pose, then asks for a microphone. Mad Dogg looks around at the crowd for a minute, spinning around in every direction. The lights fade back to normal, and Dogg opens his mouth as if he's going to speak. He's drowned out by the roaring fans so he lowers the mic and poses one more time. The fans continue to grow louder and louder, so Mad Dogg shouts into the mic.

Mad Dogg: WHAT THE F@#$ IS UP SFT?!?!?

The fans cheer louder. RW: The fans have not seen this man in about a year.

JC: He's very much missed.

Mad Dogg: Now some might say that I should do some explaining as to where I have been, but at the moment that's not really important. What is important is that SFT is about to put on one of their spectacular PPV's, and things aren't nearly in the order they should be. So that's why I'm here. Since the last moment ytou saw me up until the present, I've been made a million and one offers to return in some capacity. None have met my fancy, until now. Basically, my job is just to make the product better. Oversee every aspect of everything and just give input where I can. I've lived both sides of the line, wrestler and owner, so I have the best idea of who wants what. Shadow I think I'm all set, you can head on to the back.

Shadow smiles and pats Mad Dogg on the back as he exits.

Mad Dogg: But getting on to the PPV, it appears a lot of people want different things. So let me go right down the line hear. ICON, DVD, you guys have a lot of animousity going on here. That isn't going to be settled by the two of you slapping on a couple of headlocks and suplexes. So your match for the PPV needs a little something to spice it up. And by little I mean about twenty feet high, and made of metal. I'm talking Hell in a Cell.

The crowd roars and both competitors nod in acceptance.

Mad Dogg: I'm sure that will be a classic. Now you guys can hit the bricks. Each of you go up opposite sides of the ramp. No spoiling the match, neither of you can touch the other until the PPV.

ICON and DVD exit accordlingly.

Mad Dogg: Now, onto my old friend Dave Steel. I shocked you to, didn't I? Yeah I did. Well here's something that shouldn't shock you. Shadow talked this over with me, and he's decided that there should be a number one contender's match at the PPV. In one corner... Lucas Balkan. In the other corner, Dave Steel. Lucas Balkan, Dave Steel, winner gets a shot at the champion at the March PPV.

Dave and Lucas both seemingly approve. They begin to take their leave. Dogg and Steel exchange a handshake.

Mad Dogg: Now that leaves me with you two. Who will be the champion at the March PPV? Well it certainly isn't going to be Sean Lane AND Connor MacDaddy. We need to have one champion. Just one. So what I'm going to do is put the two of you in a match at this months PPV. A one on one match to determine one true champion. That's the way it has to be, however there is one twist. Just to make sure things go down fair, yours truly will be the special guest referee.

JC: What an announcement!

RW: We're going to have one champion, and our new ambassador is going to see it through! Both men seem to approve, and they go to leave.

Mad Dogg: Excuse me... Sean, you're ass is dismissed, but Connor I didn't say to go anywhere.

Lane laughs and exits. Connor stands there looking confused.

Mad Dogg: Connor, over the past couple of years, I've heard a lot of stupid things come out of your mouth.

Connor mouths, "oh really? so what?"

Mad Dogg: Well, I have just one thing to say to you..."

Mad Dogg steps back, then lunges at Connor and cracks him in the face with the microphone. Blood begins to drip down Connor's forehead slightly as Dogg picks him back up and positions him for a modified Dogg Byte. Dogg brings Connor up over his head, then slams him to the mat. The fans roar as Mad Dogg picks the mic back up and begins to whip his jacket off. Mad Dogg then rips his t-shirt in half with one hand, exposing his chest. The camera zooms in to read "SFW" tatooed over Dogg's heart.

Mad Dogg: F@#$ you nobody supports SFW the way they do XCW!

With that Mad Dogg throws down the mic as "Wherever I May Roam" hits the speakers again and the fans roar, chanting "SFW! SFW! SFW!" Mad Dogg poses on a turnbuckle as Inferno comes to an end. JC: WOW! RW: What a crazy night folks, Mad Dogg has returned and he's the new ambassador! See you on Slaughter!




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