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 Strike Fantasy Towers Friday Night Inferno™ With John Cartwright and Randy White April 18th, 2003 Friday Night 8:00pm
End of Titans Replay (As Big T is explaining to the masses that Nathan Gust will not be fired as Nathan is Big T's nephew, a knock comes to his office door.) Big T: Come in! (The door opens as an old man carrying a black envelope enters the room and walks over to Big T.) Old Man: 'Tis a message for you, sir. (Big T gets up and snatches the envelope from the old man obviously having no respect for his elders.) Big T: Thanks, geezer. Now get the hell out because you are stinking up my office. (The old man leaves as Big T rips open the envelope pulling out a note. He reads it out loud.) Keep
an eye on your valuables. Big T: What in the hell was that? Son of a bitch.. (Big T then goes and sits down at his desk as the show fades to black.) Inferno Opening
(The show opens as Big T is in his office. He is holding the note he received at Titans by the old man.) Big T: Watch my valuables. What the hell does this mean? More importantly, who the fuck sent it to me? Probably just some loser who hates on Big T. (Pandoura walks in the door with baby Victorya. Big T shoves the note in his pocket as he gets up to greet Pandoura. Big T kisses Pandoura on the lips. Pandoura parks the stroller beside the couch as her and Big T sit down. They begin talking as the scene goes back to ringside. It is there that "Lap Dance" by N.E.R.D begins to blast throughout the arena. The lights go dim. Two pyros shoot off on the stage and the crowd begins to go nuts with cheers and jeers.) RWL WOOOOOO!!! THE SWEETNESS! JC: Yes, it appears that Sean Lane has something to say... (A figure stands at the top of the ramp...suddenly the lights go back on and Mannie, that egotistical teenager from a week back on Titans is standing atop the ramp, with a microphone and a smirk on his face. He casually walks down towards the ring and slides in totally immune to the chorus of boo's he is getting. He positions himself in the center of the ring.) Mannie: What... where you guys expecting... like... "Sean Lane" or something? (The crowd boo's as Mannie continues on unphased by the crowd.) Mannie: Well, well, well... did you guys miss me? (The crowd let off a deafining boo as Mannie looks startled.) Mannie: Good... I didn't want you assholes to miss me. Now, I have come out here for one reason, and one reason only... that reason is to make it known that tonight, I have big plans... BIG PLANS. I'm going to shock the wrestling world tonight..and there is even better news than that... I AM BOOKED FOR TITANS! I don't know against who, it really doesn't matter because I will dismantle them anyhow. (The crowd begin a "You Suck" chant as Mannie just smiles and nods his head in approvement..he continues.) Mannie: If "I" suck... that guy in the front row's mom taught me! But moving right along... tonight will be a big night for me and Strike Fantasy Towers as well. Just wait and see... just wait and see... ("Shook One's" by Mobb Deep hits and Mannie calmly slides out of the ring and makes his way backstage to the "You Suck" chant.)
Match Number
One JC: Okay. Lets go to our next match between Johny Fierce and Radiant.
("Spybreak" by Propellerheads hits and the arena goes black except for a few spot lights in the crowd.)
RW: Where the hell is he?
JC: Im not sure. Oh wait... there he is... in the crowd (Johny Fierce comes running in from the crowd, hopping over the railing and into the ring.)
(“Bark at the Moon” By Ozzy Osbourne hits and Radiant comes running out and attacks Johny Fierce right away, knocking him out of the ring. The bell sounds and the match starts. Radiant takes Fierce’s head and smacks hit three times against the steel steps, cutting him open.)
JC: We have blood already.
RW: That's always good.
(Radiant throws Johny into the ring and gets a chair. Radiant climbs into the ring, and gets low blow by Johny Fierce, knocking Radiant onto the chair. Johny Fierce gets up and starts taunting to the crowd, getting a mix of cheers and boos. He lifts up Radiant and delivers a huge DDT nearly missing the chair.)
JC: You know... the match would have been over right then and there if Radiant’s head hit the chair.
RW: Actually no it wouldn’t have. Radiant is a lot tougher than you think.
(Johny Fierce attempts a suplex, but Radiant gets out of it, and hits Johny Fierce with a German Suplex. He goes for the cover.) 1...
JC: I thought the match was over right there, but I guess not.
RW: Please shut up. I’m trying to watch the match.
(Radiant whips Johny Fierce into the ropes, powerslamming him as he runs back.) 1...
(Radiant yells at the ref slapping his hands three times.)
Radiant: Come one! One, two, three!
(As Radiant is busy talking to the ref, Johny Fierce is slowing getting back to his feet, using the ropes to help himself up. When Radiant turns around, Johny Fierce ties him up and delivers a Release Northern Lights Suplex. Johny Fierce leaves Radiant lying in the middle of the ring as he, climbs to the top rope. He then jumps off hitting Radiant with elbow drop, hitting Radiant right in the chest.)
RW: That’s got to hurt.
JC: I totally agree with that.
(Johny Fierce goes for the cover)
1... (Johny Fierce gets back up and starts to scream with anger.)
RW: I think he's mad because he didn’t get the three count.
JC: I think so, too. (Johny Fierce then takes Radiant to the outside of the ring.) 1... (Johny Fierce and Radiant trade punches off and on.) 3... (Both men then climb back into the ring. Fierce tries to whip Radiant into the ropes, but Radiant counters it and throws Johny into the ropes. Johny Fierce is caught in the neck by a clothesline, knocking him to the mat. Radiant lifts Johny Fierce up as he stands there wobbly. Radiant runs against the ropes and hits Johny Fierce in the jaw with a Moondweller. He goes for the cover.) 1... (Radiant lifts Johny Fierce and he quickly delivers his signature maneuver.) RW: Good... Night! (Radiant goes for the cover once again.) 1... RW: Radiant just defeated Johny Fierce. (Suddenly, "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot begins to play. The lights dim as Aj Nin Red Rum, SwitchBlade, Fugitive, and the Lotus Pod all come out onto the stage. Radiant watches as they just stand on the stage starring into the ring. Nobody says a word. Aj Nin just nods his head.) JC: Interesting... Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match... Radiant!
(The scene goes backstage to see Big T and Pandoura still talking. We listen in on what they are saying.) Pandoura: I don't want you to get hurt. Big T: I have to do this Pan. It was him who wrote that shit on the wall in blood. It was Fugitive and I swear im going to get him for this. Pandoura: He's dangerous, Tony. Don't do it!! Big T: What are you saying? Are you saying I can't take him or something? Huh? Pandoura: N-No. Big T: Then what are you saying? What are you trying to say, Pandoura? (Pandoura can't respond with words. Big T stares at her and then busts out the door leaving Pandoura all alone as she starts to tear up and cry.)
Match Number
Two (Back in the ring, "Crack Addict" by Limp Bizkit hits and the crowd screams loudly. Switchblade comes out from behind the curtain with his arms raised in the air. He struts down the rampway and into the ring. Once again the crowd yells loudly as they cheer for Switchblade. "The Ruler's Back" hits as "Crack Addict" fades away. The fans quickly go from cheering to booing. Richard Howard walks down the ramp as he is yelled at by the fans. Richard takes in all that head and proceeds to the ring.) JC: This should be a good match! RW: You bet'cha! We have Switchblade going against Richard Howard. JC: Hey that name... Richard Howard. That's a funny name. Another name for Richard is Dick and alot of guys call their manhood Howard! Ah ha ha ha! RW: Shut up. JC: You probably call yours Howard... don't you... RW: No comment! Switchblade, representing Dead Pac looks ready. Richard Howard, who stands solo, is ready. (The opening bell sounds. Switchblade and Howard tie up. Howard gets a headlock and gets down on the ground and rolls over Switchblade slapping his head quickly. As Howard stands up the crowd boos. Switchblade stands up and looks at Howard like a beating is going to happen. Howard runs toward Switchblade and attempts the closeline as Switchblade ducks, turns around as Howard is bouncing of the ropes and gives him the boot to the face, Howard staggers and leans to the corner. Switchblade jumps over and starts to stomp a mudhole in Howard. The fans scream for Switchblade.) RW: Listen to those fans! JC: Listen to Howard each time Switchblade backs his leg up to get another stomp. You hear Howard gasping for air! (Howard luckily rolls out of the buttom rope and lands on one knee and takes a breath. Switchblade is in the ring taunting Howard to get back in. Howard gets up and walks around the ring looking at Switchblade as the ref is counting. Switchblade runs toward the ropes like he is about to jump but fakes it and Howard jumps away and is laughed at the crowd. The laughter fuels Howard to slide in the ring and charge straight ahead to Switchblade. He backs Switchblade into the corner and runs into him with his shoulder, Howard does it again but Switchblade moves over and throws Richard into the post. Switchblade grabs Howard from behind to do a back body drop, in mid air Howard lands on his feet and rolls Switchblade up for a school boy. Doesnt even get a one count. Howard jumps on Switchblade and pulls Switchblades arms back.) JC: That's like a half surfboard! RW: Whatever it is it seems to be working. (The cameras suddenly go backstage to see Big T searching for Fugitive.) Big T: Fugitive, where art thou Fugitive? Come out of that rock your hiding under! (The cameras cut back to the match.) JC: I wish he'd just find Fugitive. This is getting scary. RW: If you say so. (The crowd starts stomping their feet and clapping. Switchblade looks up and now gets to his knees as Howard is on his back. Howard gets the oppurtinity and kicked the back of Switchblades knee then his other knee. Howard changes the move and is now a dragon sleeper.) JC: You know this is smart of Dick Howard getting his opponent weary before doing any big moves. Good thinking! RW: Good show of intellegence. (The crowd starts chanting for Switchblade as Howard looks around with his eyebrows pointed to his nose. Switchblade is nodding his head. The chant gets louder and Switchblade carefully gets his arm up to Howards neck and brings his neck to Switchblades shoulder and squeezes as hard as he can. The ref tells them its a chokehold and both wrestlers let go. Howard is getting up rubbing his neck as Switchblade gets up slowly holding his back and neck. Howard walks up to Switchblade and kicks him, but Switchblade grabs his leg and gives him a dragon screw. Switchblade picks him up grabs onto him and flips him over for a belly to belly suplex. Switchblade gets up behind Howard and puts him in the dragon sleeper.) JC: Ha ha! He has it on you now! (Switchblade squeezes hard then lifts Howard up for a reverse brainbuster.) 1... (Switchblade gets Howard up and slaps his chest. The crowd screams "WHOO!" Switchblade slaps again, "WHOO!" Switchblade whips Howard into the ropes Howard comes back with a dropkick, flips up and starts kicking Switchblade on the ground. Howard lifts Switchblades legs up, looks at a fan to tell him he sucks, the ref looks over for a brief moment and Howard kicks Switchblade in the manhood.) JC: AHH! RW: That will make your eyes water. JC: That's just wrong! (Howard gets down for the pin.) 1... (The crowd cheers and starts to chant "LETS GO SWITCHBLADE" Howard tells everyone to shut up then grabs Switchblades head and pull him up and Switchblade gets a boost of energy from the crowd and jumps up to give Howard a superkick. Crowd goes nuts, Howard slowly falls on his back. Switchblade walks over and jumps on him for the pin.) 1... JC: He is barely knocked out! (Switchblade gets Howard up and into the corner. Switchblade lifts Howard on the turnbuckle and is standing on the second rope ready for a move. Howard punches Switchblade in the stomach, Howard puts Switchblade in a powerbomb position but Switchblade lifts up and flips Howard from the top rope onto the mat but Howard lands on his feet, then in an instant Switchblade does the "Moonsault to Pin" from the second rope.) 1... (Howard slowly rolls over to the corner and stands up. Switchblade does the same. They are both slowly walking to each other and tie up again. Switchblade gets Howard in a head lock but Howard lifts him for the back body drop. Howard gets up to his feet then pushes Switchblade to the corner and slaps him a couple times, Howard backs up to the other side of the ring and charges at Switchblade, Switchblade pops up and jumps in the air to deliver a closeline. Switchblade gets Howard up and gives him the "Jumping Piledriver" then quickly locks in "Entering the Darkside" and the crowd screams loudly! The ref signals for the bell!) JC: Switchbalde just made Dick Howard tap out! RW: There you have it, folks. Switchblade wins again! JC: What a match! (Switchblade's music is abruptly cut off as "Shook One's" by Mobb Deep begins to blast throughout the arena. Switchblade directs his attention to the stage, but nothing happens. Suddenly, from the audience comes Mannie, he grabs the timekeepers chair, slides into the ring and gives a chair-assisted superkick to Switchblade and lays him out. Mannie walks over to Howard and helps him up off the mat.) JC: Could we see another team in SFT? RW: How 'bout you shut up and find out. (Howard backs away from Mannie, looks over to Switchblade and smirks. Howard runs over to Switchblade and begins to stomp him into the mat. Mannie laughs, and takes it upon himself to join the stomp-a-Switchblade-party. After about fifteen seconds, "Shook One's" begins to blast over the speakers as Howard and Mannie exit the ring and head backstage.) Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match... SwitchBlade!
(We go to Fugitive's locker room, where Big T sees nobody.) Big T: What can I use to beat his ass? (Big T looks around and sees a 2x4. Big T grabs the 2x4 piece of wood laying on the floor. He stands ready to attack. He kicks the door in and charges inside the locker room with the camera following. Big T looks around and Fugitive is gone and so is the crucifix.) Big T: Fuck! Where is he?! (Big T looks at the monitor and it shows Fugitive and Brandi James in a split screen. Big T sits down and begins watching.)
Match Number
Three ("Fuck Off" by Kid Rock featuring Eminemblares over the PA system as "The Original Outlaw" Fugitive walks out onto the ramp and crosses his arms over his chest and looks around to the crowd. Fugitive walks down to the ring as Fugitive slides into the ring and goes to the corner doing the crucifix pose as the fans give him cheers and then drops down waiting for his opponent… nothing happens. No music, no nothing. Suddenly Brandi James jumps over the fan barrier and enters the ring from the stands.) RW: There she is, the FIRST sexy double champion! JC: Oh, give me a break… (Brandi starts things off quickly with a backslide… referee Leon Tyson counts.) 1... RW: She almost got Fugitive there with that impressive backslide! JC: Right... (Brandi James stays on the offensive by applying a hammerlock to Fugitive who easily reverses it and hits a snapmare takedown. Fugitive stomps Brandi a few times before locking in the Outlawed Sharpshooter. Brandi quickly makes it to the ropes and referee Leon Tyson forces Fugitive to break the hold. Fugitive picks up Brandi James off the mat and quickly slams her down with a body slam, Fugitive goes to the top rope.) RW: What could Fugitive have in store for Brandi James now? JC: I'm guessing a corkscrew leg drop, or as he likes to call it, "Old Days." (Fugitive leaps off the top rope and twists in the air and connects with Old Days and quickly goes into a cover, referee Leon Tyson counts.) 1... (Fugitive slaps the mat in frustration and picks up Brandi James and kicks her in the gut and plants her into the mat with the Fugitive Driver '98!) JC: HOLY CHRIST! RW: No, this can't be happening! Kick out, Brandi! JC: Someone's a little biased today... RW: Fuck off, John. (Instead of going for the cover, Fugitive goes to the top rope and goes for a moonsault, but Brandi moves out of the way. Brandi kips up and meets Fugitive with a stiff knife edge chop, then another, then another, Brandi James backs Fugitive all the way into the corner then slings Fugitive into the opposite corner. Brandi James runs full- speed towards Fugitive and nails him with a clothesline, the momentum sends both of them over the top rope and to the outside. On the outside, Brandi James lifts up Fugitive and tosses him into the steel steps. Referee Leon Tyson begins the 10 count.) 1... (Brandi James starts to stomp away at Fugitive.) 2... (Brandi James picks an almost lifeless Fugitive off the ground and kicks Fugitive in the gut, Brandi blows a kiss to Fugitive then delivers a DDT onto the thin protection mat on the outside!) RW: There you go Brandi! JC: Fugitive is getting thrashed by Brandi James right now. (Leon Tyson is at the count of 8 when Brandi James rolls Fugitive back into the ring and slides in behind him. Brandi James begins to play towards the crowd a little bit, as she is doing this, Fugitive is now up and stalking her from behind. Brandi turns around into a flush superkick. Fugitive laughs as he does the cutthroat taunt signaling for the end.) JCL Fugitive is signaling for the end of this match… RW: NO! Brandi MUST win! (Brandi groggily gets to her feet and as she turns around, Fugitive goes to kick her in the guy, but Brandi blocks it and spins him, kicks him in the gut and plants him with "The Last Nail." Brandi James goes for the cover, as referee Leon Tyson counts.) 1... (The bell sounds.) RW: ATTA GIRL BRANDI! JCL: Brandi James with another victory here in Strike Fantasy Towers. (Brandi's music is cut off by Led Zeppelin's "In My Time of Dying" suddenly.) RW: That's the Intercontinental Champion's music! What's he doing here? JC: Hmm... didn't see this one coming. Could he be looking for revenge, maybe? (Knight comes rushing out from backstage and assaults the fallen Fugitive. Brandi wisely exits the ring quickly. Knight lays several harsh kicks into the ribs of Fugitive. He then lifts Fugitive up and drops him even faster with the Ironic Twist. Fugitive's limp body just rolls out of the ring and retreats up the ramp. The cameras go backstage as Big T is smiling. We come back and Knight calls for a mic.) Knight: You know, it's plagued me ever since your wretched ass stepped foot in the SFT. Just what, praytell, are you a fugitive of? I don't think the cops would have a tough time finding you, you're on television for chrissakes. Not to mention you came out to the pay-per-view and proclaimed yourself as a 'hunter of peace and the savior of the souls plagued by the dark. I am justice, I am truth, I am honor.' Those don't sound like the qualities of a fleeing felon! Nah, the only thing you're running from is the fact that you are an overhyped, walking sack of shit. You were nothing when you came here and you are nothing now. And yes, to be blunt, you have earned nothing. Not this title and especially not a legend. Why don't you do us all a favor and go back on leave? (Knight tosses the mic and "In My Time of Dying" starts blaring throughout the arena once again. Knight leaves to a rather mixed reaction.) RW: Well, I guess not everyone around here likes Fugitive. Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match... Brandi James!
Main Event (When the ring is cleared, the bell rings three times as as Harvey Vaughn steps into the ring with a microphone.) Harvey Vaughn: Ladies and gentlemen... the following match is scheduled for one fall... and is for the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Championship! RW: It is main event time and this place is bumping! Harvey Vaughn: Introducing first... from the fighting city of Philidelphia... ("Changes" begins to fade in over the arena speakers and the crowd is on their feet in anticipation.) Harvey Vaughn: He weighs in at two hundred and forty pounds... (Two blue pyros fire off at the entrance ramp and Dave Van Dam walks out to a huge ovation.) JC: This place hasn't been so loud all night! Harvey Vaughn: He is The True Icon...The Immortal Legend... DAVE... VAN... DAM! (Van Dam raises his arms in the air as he trots down the entrance ramp and he jumps in rotations to play to the crowd.) RW: Can you imagine still having this much of a following after five years? JC: People can shit on Van Dam all they want but he continues to prove people he can still hang with the best of them and he continues to earn his opponent's respect. RW: Be that as it may, Shawn Walsh isn't one to show much respect to anyone, so I hope Van Dam isn't looking for any here tonight. (Van Dam rolls under the bottom rope as his music continues to play. He rises to his feet and dashes to a nearby turnbuckle before hoping to the second level and spreading his arms to welcome more cheers. After a few seconds of posing as flashes go off around the arena, Van Dam hops off the turnbuckle and bounces his way to the middle of the ring. He begins to execute a few shadow kicks as he awaits his opponent. Van Dam's music fades out as he hits the ropes and stops dead center in the ring to perform a jumping heel kick.) JC: Van Dam looks ready for action, but Walsh is on fire and just may be unstoppable. (The bell sounds twice as the lights return to normal.) Harvey Vaughn: And his opponent... from Jacksonville... In Shawn We Trust! Mortal... (Those words followed by a cocky chuckle are spoken over the PA system and the fans go wild with hate for the World Heavyweight Champion.) RW: His stench of arrogance fills the arena before he even walks out. Harvey Vaughn: He weighs in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds... and is accompanied by Andrew Foley... (Suddenly, two huge, gold lightning bolts strike from the sides of the stage. Blue pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center to meet in one giant explosion. Red strobe lights then begin to flash about the arena as "Not Falling" by Mudvayne blasts throughout the arena. The crowd continues with their horrendous boos as they prepare for who is coming out.) Harvey Vaughn: He is the Strike Towers Heavyweight Champion of the World... JC: Here he comes. RW: Whoopty-doo. (Sudenly, "The Answer" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area, with the World Title draped over his right shoulder, followed closely behind by Andrew Foley. Shawn taunts the crowd on stage for a moment as Andrew points at his "prodigy".) Harvey Vaughn: "The Answer"... SHAWN... WALSH! JC: And there's the champ! RW: He's a smug bugger isn't he? (Walsh smirks and then makes his way down to the ring. He leaps up onto the apron and flashes his million dollar smile. He paces back and forth on the apron for a moment as Andrew laughs from ringside. He then leaps over the top rope and into the ring. Shawn climbs the furthest turnbuckle and raises the belt in the air, which generates even more boos. Shawn flips the crowd off and then spits out to the sea of fans. He throws his title down into the ring just before leaping down from the turnbuckles and pacing around, as the lights return to normal. Referee Adam Brooks lifts the title off the mat and holds it in the air for the audience to see before passing it to the time- keeper. Brooks returns to the middle of the ring to stay between Van Dam and Walsh who are circling each other, and calls for the starting bell.) RW: World Title on the line! (The bell rings three times.) JC: Go time! (Walsh charges at Van Dam looking for a knee to the gut but Van Dam side steps him and throws his knee out of the way. Walsh spins around and both men lunge at each other toi lock up in the center of the ring. Van Dam immediately begins to overpower Walsh and backs him into the corner before executing a high kick to just under Walsh's left arm.) RW: Very rare do we see Van Dam outweigh a competitor. JC: I know, I'm surprised he knew what to do after overpowering him in the lock up, I don't think it's ever happened before. RW: Van Dam may not be the strongest guy in the ring but he certainly is one of the smartest. (DVD still has Walsh pinned to the turnbuckle and is allowing his feet to do the talking for him. Van Dam comes across Walsh's face with a spinning heel kick that knocks Walsh flat on his rear end. Van Dam runs by ropes that run horizontally with the turnbuckle Walsh is tied up in. Van Dam hits the ropes that meet with those, comes back towards Walsh, and dives through the ropes throwing a kick across Walsh's jaw. Van Dam lands on his feet on the outside.) JC: Whoa, what the heck was that?! (Brooks leans over the top rope after checking on Walsh and tells Van Dam to get back in the ring. Van Dam slides in under the bottom rope. He rises to his feet while grabbing Walsh's leg and he drags the champion to the center of the ring. Van Dam holds Walsh's leg out while looking to the crowd, then drops an elbow to the inside of Walsh's hamstring. Van Dam goes into a basic leg lock and wrenches Walsh's leg.) RW: Van Dam looking to wear the champ down early here. (Van Dam tires of this hold and he rises back to his feet, still holding on to Walsh's leg. Van Dam throws a few kicks to the back of Walsh's knee, then throws his leg down to the mat. Van Dam grabs Walsh by the side of his head and lifts him up. He positions him at his side, then brings Walsh down with a gordbuster suplex. Van Dam quickly hooks the leg for a cover.) 1... JC: Walsh isn't putting up much of a fight, what's wrong with him? (Van Dam quickly brings Walsh back up off the mat and backs him to the ropes. He sends Walsh to the opposite ropes with an Irish whip and upon his return attempts a spin kick to the chest. Walsh ducks the shot and bounces off the ropes behind Van Dam. Van Dam turns around and is met with a flying forearm smash from the Heavyweight Champion.) RW: Walsh bouncing back into it now. (Walsh rises slowly and paces his way towards Van Dam. He lifts the "Immortal Legend" off the canvas and nails him with a knife-edge chop across the chest. Van Dam staggers towards the corner and Walsh follows up with a back elbow to the head. Walsh then climbs to the second turnbuckle. Standing over Van Dam, Walsh taunts the crowd causing a mass eruption of jeers for the SFT Champion.) JC: Walsh is not making any friends tonight. (Walsh grabs the back of Van Dam's head with his left hand and begins to pummel him with his right. Ref Brooks steps in and begins a ten count as the crowd chants along. As Brooks and the crowd reach nine. Van Dam wraps his arms around Walsh's legs and walks him out to the center of the ring before bringing him crashing to the mat with a sit-out powerbomb. Van Dam then rests his legs on Walsh's arms and pushes Walsh's legs forward for a cover.) RW: Excellent counter by Van Dam and now the cover. 1... JC: Almost had a new champ. (Brooks walks over to Walsh to see if he is ok but Walsh pulls him in and nails him with a low blow.) RW: What in the hell is that about? (Van Dam is just rising to his feet now and is caught with a jumping calf kick to the face from Walsh. Walsh rolls right back to his feet and looks to the outside.) JC: Uh-oh. (Walsh slides under the bottom rope and walks towards the timekeeper. He pushes the guy out of his seat causing him to drop the world title belt. Walsh picks the belt up off the ground and raises it in the air to receiver a chorus of boos. Walsh then slings the title over his shoulder and grabs the chair in which the timekeeper was sitting. Walsh folds the chair up and slides it into the ring as the fans continue to boo. Walsh lays his belt down on the ring apron and slides in after the chair, simultaneously picking it up.) RW: Oh come on now. Is this the only way you can keep your belt, Walsh?! JC: Randy are you hearing what I'm hearing over your speaker? RW: Oh no. No I'm not gonna say it, John. That's not right. JC: I think you better. RW: This is ridiculous. JC: Go ahead, tell the people. (Randy is shown leaning under the announce table and pulling up a mic. He taps it a few times to maker sure it's on and Walsh looks over at him, still holding the chair in swinging position.) RW: Ladies and gentlemen... I have just received word from the "higher-ups" that this match is now a No Disqualification Match. (Randy drops the mic and sits back down. Walsh is shown smiling in the ring and he bangs the chair on the mat a few times. Andrew Foley is shown clapping at ringside.) RW: This isn't right. JC: Well it's for the fans. RW: John, can you not hear their cries? This is horrible. (Walsh turns around wielding the chair ready to strike as Van Dam is up and spin kicks it right back into Walsh's face!) JC: Ah! RW: VanDaminator! JC: That's not fair! (Referee Leon Tyson comes bolting down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope.) RW: COVER HIM VAN DAM! GET THAT TITLE! JC: Disqualify him ref! (Van Dam is on the mat and he slowly staggers to his feet. He looks around for the crowd's approval as he struggles for air.) RW: Get down there and make the cover! You're gonna be champ! (Van Dam is about to fall into the cover when suddenly a blur slides into the ring, and springs up into a vicious spear that knocks Van Dam right on his ass.) JC: What the fu... that... that's idiot partner of mine from Slaughter. RW: What in the hell is Jessie Jobber doing here?! (The crowd begins to boo at levels it has yet to reach in the night.) JC: Somebody get that idiot out of the ring. RW: Boys and girls, I've seen everything. Jessie Jobber is out here and he just pulled one "Out of the Gutter" for Dave Van Dam, who was about to become the SFT Champion! (On the outside Andrew Foley seems to be in total confusion, but he claps as Jessielooks at him. Shawn Walsh is now coming to and he uses the ropes to pull himself up. As he holds his head he walks towards the center of the ring and sees Jessie standing there. Walsh looks down at Van Dam, and smiles. He then arrogantly leans forward to pat Jessie on the shoulder, but Jessie steps back then "Steals Another" from Shawn Walsh!) JC: What the hell is going on?! What's this numskull want? Both of these guys would beat his ass in a fair fight. He's suicidal. (The crowd gives Jessie somewhat of a pop for this attack, but many still boo. Jessie gets up off the mat and takes a cocky bow. He looks to the ramp and sees security bolting down and is startled. He jumps over the top rope and practically face plants in front of the announce table, then he bounces up and swan dives over the announce table and into the crowd.) RW: That kid is as crazy as a pet coon. JC: Pet coon? Where'd you steal that from. (Back in the ring Van Dam is clutching his gut and pressing his back against the turnbuckle to try and rise to his feet. Walsh is peeling himself off the mat as well, and gets up holding his jaw. Van Dam tries to capitalize on Walsh tending to his wounds and advances. Walsh sees him coming and leaps forward with "The Lightning Sensation!") RW: Look out! (Walsh's foot comes right up to Van Dam's face. Just before Van Dam catches it and pulls Walsh in to a cradle position.) JC: What? (Van Dam lifts Walsh up as if he were going for a cradle suplex, but suddenly flips Walsh in mid air and brings him down into a spinning piledriver!) RW: Awesome move from Van Dam! JC: He might have broke Walsh's neck! (Foley cringes on the outside as Van Dam hooks Walsh's leg and Tyson makes the count.) 1... (The bell sounds three times and the fans go insane.) RW: VAN DAM HAS DONE IT! JC: Dave Van Dam is finally the Heavyweight Champion of the World! (The chorus of "Changes" explodes over the speakers once again as Tyson calls for the bell and grabs the title belt from the timekeeper. The crowd roars with approval as Leon Tyson awards Dave Van Dam the championship belt. Van Dam is still flat on his ass as Tyson raises the arm in which Van Dam holds the title. Van Dam slowly rises to his feet and brings the title into his chest, gripping it for dear life.) RW: Hell yeah! JC: I have to admit, Randy. For all his hard work, it is awesome to finally see that belt over that man's shoulder. (Van Dam walks towards one of the turnbuckles facing the entrance ramp and raises the title into the air for the world to see as Inferno is about to go off the air.) Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match and NEW World Heavyweight Champion... Dave Van Dam!
(The scene goes to the backstage area. Big T is walking down the hallway and comes upon his office. He walks in and immediately starts apologizing for earlier.) Big T: Pan, I am so sor... (Big T looks around and notices that both Pandoura and Victorya.) Big T: She left. Damn it Tony, why'd you flip on her for? (Big T turns around and sees a note on the door being held there with a knife. Big T pulls the knife off the door and begins reading the note.) Big T: "I told you to watch your valuables. Now I have your woman and her kid. They say kidnapping is childish and pulled by punks. I say its fun. Its fun cause your going to be thinking of what could be happening to Pandoura and Victorya. Where are they? Dont worry Tony, they are in safe hands now. We'll get in touch with you on what we want you to do. I suggest you go home and wait by the phone. No cops. Look on the otherside of this note if you think we're bullshitting." (Big T turns the note over and a picture of Pandoura all tied up in the back of a van with some dude holding Victorya is taped to the back. Big T rips the picture off the note and stares at it and his eyes begin to water. He looks up in the air and screams.) Big T: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (Then he runs out of his office and runs down the hallway. He runs out of the arena and jumps in his limousine as he tells Habib to hurry up. The limousine drives off as Inferno goes off the air.) ©
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