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Opening
This is not the end....only the beginning.
RW: Thats got Shadow written all over it.
JC: yup, lets get this show going!
Match Number One
"Darkside Assassin" NataS vs.
Justin Paige
( Standard Match )
Match Doesnt happen as both get beaten by Accountant
Winner: No one
The camera cuts backstage...Paul Philips is driving a
forklift down a hall, smiling to himself as he
whistles a jaunty tune. Holocaust is on that forklift
with him. Exterminator, Havoc, and Gunz sit
comfortably on a pallet resting on the forklift's
blades. Paul turns the corner, driving towards the
locker room section of the building. Scanning the
doors, looking. After a brief moment of scanning,
Paul stops the forklift in front of a locker room
door, so that the blades pin the door shut. HaVoC,
Gunz, Exterminator, and Paul all get off the forklift.
HaVoC and Gunz stand next to each other, as do
Exterminator and Paul. HaVoC and Gunz look at
Exterminator and Paul and they nod at each other. Then
HaVoC and Gunz begin walking down the hallway leaving
Exterminator and Paul to do whatever devious actions
they are planning on doing. A camera follows HaVoC and
Gunz down the hallway and another camera stays with
Exterminator and Paul. HaVoC and Gunz turn a corner
and the scene cuts back to Paul and Exterminator.
Paul peers at the door, the label on which reads
"Cage." He smirks as he knocks. From inside, a
muffled grumpy voice greets him.
Cage: What do you want?
Paul: Mr. Cage, sorry to disturb you. But a package
has come special delivery for you.
Cage: Hmmph. Leave it outside the door. I'll pick
it up when your ugly face is gone.
Paul: Sorry, sir, but I can't do that. You have to
sign.
A grumbling can be heard from inside the dressing
room, and
The scene cuts to HaVoC and Gunz who have arrived at
their predetermined destination, which happens to be
the locker room of Triple X a.k.a. Damion Xavier.
HaVoC bangs his fist on Damion Xavier's locker room
door.
HaVoC: Damion!! Oh, Damion!!
There is no answer from inside the locker room. Gunz
now bangs his fist on the locker room door.
Gunz: Damion we know you're in there. Stop acting like
your not. Just open the door so we can talk.
Still no response from inside the locker room.
HaVoC: Come on now Damion; don't tell me your scared
to talk. That's all we want to do is talk.
HaVoC smirks at Gunz with the camera rolling. Finally
we here Damion Xavier speak from inside the locker
room.
Damion Xavier: You two must take me for a moron. I may
have been born on a day, but it sure as hell wasn't
yesterday. Plus, I got a monitor in here and I just
saw you smirk at Gunz HaVoC. A fucking camera right
there and you smirk? The Holocaust should change their
name to The Jackasses.
HaVoC: Shut your mouth, Xavier! You're the one who
should change his name, from Triple X to Triple Bitch
because you don't have the guts to say that to our
faces. You gotta talk shit from behind a locked door.
At least The Holocaust have the guts and testicular
fortitude to say shit to people's faces unlike certain
washed up old geezers.
The scene cuts back to show Paul and Exterminator are
pouring gasoline under Cage's locker room door but the
scene quickly cuts back when Damion Xavier's locker
room door opens. Damion Xavier charges out holding
what appears to be a leg broken off of a coffee table.
Damion catches Gunz in the stomach with the piece of
wood. He starts to beat on Gunz with the weapon but
HaVoC quickly grabs Damion. HaVoC hits Damion from
behind. Damion fights back and has HaVoC reeling as
they fight into Damion's locker room. They fight into
the bathroom where Damion has HaVoC up against the
wall and hitting him repeatedly. But the numbers are
too much for Mr. Xavier when Gunz gets up and charges
Damion from behind and nails him with the Full Clip
putting Damion hard into the wall. HaVoC gets up and
he looks pissed off. He picks up Damion and throws him
into the wall back first. Then HaVoC grabs Damion by
the back of his head, spins him around, and slams
Damion's face into one of the mirrors. The mirror
shatters all over the floor and the three men. HaVoC
is relentless as he slams Damion head first into
another mirror that shatters all over the place. Gunz
picks up Damion and body slams him on the
glass-covered floor. HaVoC refuses to stop this
onslaught of Damion Xavier. He picks him up off the
cold floor. Damion's back has broken glass punctured
in his skin.
HaVoC: Shatter the rest of those mirrors!!
Gunz shatters the mirrors all over the floor. HaVoC
picks Damion up on his shoulders and hits the Chaos
Drop on Damion on the shattered glass. HaVoC gets down
on the floor and rolls Damion over on his back. The
camera views the bloody and glass-covered body of
Damion Xavier.
HaVoC: Gunz, I saw some Jack Daniels in the other
room. Grab that!
Gunz goes and grabs the bottle of Jack Daniels and
brings it back into bathroom.
HaVoC: Pour it out on his face and back.
Gunz opens the bottle and begins pouring out the
whiskey on Damion's sliced up face. Damion flips out
and rolls around on the floor violently while holding
his face. Gunz pours out the rest of the whiskey on
Damion's back. Damion continues to flare around on the
floor. HaVoC gets up and grabs the bottle from Gunz.
HaVoC: Let me put those burns out of your mind and put
you out of consciousness as well.
HaVoC shatters the glass bottle over Damion's head
without blinking an eye. Damion stops moving and
enters an unconscious state. HaVoC and Gunz look down
with pride and joy as if they had just became fathers.
The scene cuts back to Paul and Exterminator.
Cage: Huh? Gasoline? Who is this?
Paul: Just...your friendly neighborhood Holocaust.
It's come to our attention that you don't particularly
like us, Cage. You know, we've come to terms with
that. We also realize that we don't particularly like
you, either.
Cage: ...
Paul: You know what I feel like, Cage? I feel like a
good cigar. I've got these Cubans imported from
canada...simply divine. Do you like to smoke, Cage?
No matter. I'll just slide one under your door, over
here, where it won't get messed up by the gas.
Paul draws two long cigars out of his pocket. He
unwraps one, and cuts the end off with a cigar tip
cutter. He sticks it in his mouth, then slides the
second one under the door. Drawing a fancy lighter
out of his pocket, he lights his cigar. Puffing
merrily, he sings, off key to the tune of a popular
1960's cartoon.
Paul: Holo-caust! Holo-caust! Friendly neighborhood
HOlo-caust! Do do DO! Do do DO! Kicks some ass...do
do do!
Paul drops the lighter. The flame ignites the
gasoline. The flames trail inder the door, and soon
thick, black smoke pours out all cracks. Cage's
screams become a crescendo.
Paul: *still singing* LOOK OUT! Here comes the
Holo-caust!
The scene fades to black.
Match Number Two
Drogden vs. Bobby Love vs.
Loanwolf vs. X-Fraction
( 4 way match )
All four men are in the ring.
Ding Ding Ding
JC: Bobby Love is going after Drogden.
RW: As X-Fraction is beating Loanwolfe.
Bobby Love picks up Drogden and body slams him. X-Fraction clotheslines Loanwolfe. Bobby Love boots Drogden in the gut and hits a powerbomb. X-Fraction then hits a big clothesline out of nowhime on Loanwolfe.
JC: Loanwolfe and XFraction are down and out right now.
RW: Bobby and Drogden left them two ladies laying.
Bobby Love and Drogden look at each other. They nod thime heads and start circling the ring. They lock up for a brief moment as Bobby Love knees Drogden in the gut. Bobby Love then short whips Drogden in the corner. Bobby Love puts the boots to Drogden. Bobby Love then whips Drogden across the ring into the turnbuckles. Bobby Love charges in and clotheslines the shit out of Drogden. Bobby Love tosses Drogden down to the mat and covers.
1.....
2.....
Kickout!
RW: That was a close call.
JC: Yeah it was
Back in the ring, Bobby Love picks Drogden up off the mat. Bobby Love then body slams Drogden. Bobby Love kicks Drogden once, twice, three times. Then Bobby Love walks over to the corner. he lifts himself up to stand on the second rope. he jumps off and misses an elbow drop.
JC: Drogden moved out of the way just in time.
Bobby Love hurts his elbow. She gets up slowly, Drogden gets up just after Bobby Love does. Bobby Love swings a hand, but Drogden blocks. Drogden with a forearm. another forearm. One more forearm. Drogden whips Bobby Love across the ring into the ropes. Drogden puts him head down and back body drops Bobby Love. Bobby Love gets up holding him back. Drogden picks up Bobby Love and drops Bobby Love back first across his knee. Drogden covers...
1.....
2.....
Kickout!
Drogden gets up and leg drops Bobby Love. Drogden covers again and still only gets a 2 count. Drogden picks up Bobby Love and kicks him in the gut. Drogden bounces off the ropes and hits a nice swinging neck breaker. Drogden covers Bobby Love again....
1.....
2.....
Kickout!
RW: Drogden looks pissed off.
JC: Frustrated too.
Drogden gets up and bitches at the ref. Drogden turns around and boots Bobby Love in the face. Drogden then goes to the corner and begins climbing to the top rope. Drogden is at the top rope and looks back at Bobby Love. Drogden dives backward with a moonsault. Drogden connects...... with the mat!!
RW: Bobby Love moved out of the way just before contact.
Bobby Love is up, he sets, and he waits. Drogden gets up slowly, im talking like turtle slowness. Drogden is holding him gut as she stands up. As Drogden turns around, Bobby Love boots him in the gut and drops him with the DEAD SEXY! Bobby Love looks glances up at the crowd as he covers Drogden for the pin...
1......
2......
3!!
Winner: Bobby Love
Match Number Three
Heretic vs.
The Accountant
( US Title match )
JC: Well let's get to our next match shall we?
"Harvey Vaughn is seen in the ring with a mic in his right hand."
HV: Weighing in at 195lbs..... HERETIC!!!
"The lights drop out as the sound of a man yelling echoes thought out the arena.
"Unstable" by Adema begins. Once the guitar rift plays, red lights flicker
through out the arena as on the stage, stands Heretic, knee deep in smoke with
one lone right light is shone on him. As he looks down, he then raises his head
and looks out motionless. He then proceeds to make his way down the ramp, each
step kicking up some smoke. Once he reaches the ramp, he slideshalf way through
and once again, looks around the arena motionless before getting up and waiting
for his opponent."
HV: And his opponent weighing in at 234lbs and current United States Champion...
THE ACCOUNTANT!!!
"The Accountant walks to the ring w/Melissa in the lead carrying a silver
briefcase and wearing spectacles. Melissa then sits on the middle rope and
allows the Accountant to enter easily and then he sets the briefcase down under
one of the corner turnbuckles, pops it open, places his glasses in it, closes
it. The Accountant gives Heretic a nasty smirk and readies for battle."
"The Accountant hands Harvey the United States title and than leaves the ring as
the bell rings for the starting of the match."
RW: Good lord; start the match already..
"The bell rings and Heretic rushes right after Accountant with full speed.
Heretic goes for the close line; but Accountant ducks and Heretic runs right
into the ropes but comes back and flattens Accountant from behind. Heretic
quickly puts Accountant into a Boston crab.. Accountant begins to scream as
Heretic puts more weight in his back. Heretic lets go after a few seconds and
than lifts Accountant up by the hair and throws him into the ropes; once
Accountant comes back, Heretic connects with a quick sleeper hold."
RW: Another hold; wow....
"Heretic keeps the hold for awhile and than lets go and drop kicks Accountant in
the back to the outside. Heretic walks to the outside and picks Accountant up a
little; but Accountant gets some energy and punches heretic in the stomach;
Accountant than gets up fully and puts Heretic into a DDT right outside. The ref
begins to count as Accountant picks Heretic back up and throws Heretic into the
steel railings. 1...2....3... Accountant rolls in and out of the ring to restart
the count. 1.... Accountant walks over to Heretic and starts to unload on
Heretic face with punch after punch. Accountant than lifts Heretic up and tosses
him crotch first into the top of the steel railings. Heretic screams in pain as
he holds his crotch area. The crowd ohhs as that happened.."
RW: OUCH!
JC: You said it.
RW: Looks like Heretic won't be having children..
"Accountant rolls into the ring and waits for heretic; once Heretic gathers
himself and gets off the railings. He crawls to ringside and grabs something
from his pants and than rolls in the ring. The ref and Accountant don't see
this; and Accountant just walks over to Heretic and picks him up. Heretic pushes
Accountant into the ref; the ref than falls to the ground; giving Heretic time
to put on brass knuckles. Accountant looks at the ref and than turns to Heretic
and gets pounded with the brass knuckles of Heretic.. Accountant is out cold as
he hits the mat. Heretic wakes the ref up and covers Accountant...
1...
2...
3...!
"Heretic puts the brass knuckles back in his pants and gets up. The ref hands
the United States Title to Heretic as his music begins to play.."
Winner: NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION... Heretic via pinfall
"Heretic music stops as camera pans to the top of the ramp where Erik Dean is
seen with a mic in his right hand."
JC: What's going on?
RW: I have no idea.
"Dean lifts the mic up."
Dean: Woah..... Heretic, in SFT we obey the rules and you just screwed yourself
by cheating right there... But I don't think taking the United States title away
from you will teach you a lesson; I'll let Accountant have the honor of this..
Heretic, our new United States Champion; against Accountant at the next PPV...
Thank you..
"Dean leaves as Heretic holds the United States title around his right shoulder
and just smiles."
Winner: Herctic
Match Number Four
Havoc vs.
Lucas Balkan
( Burning Man Match)
JC: And coming up now the Burning Man match with Havoc and Lucas Balkan.
RW: We all know the rules, first to set their opponent on fire is the winner.
The arena goes dark and many prayers are said in low voices in latin simultaneously. Suddenly there is an explosion of fire as 'O Fortuna' begins playing. HaVoC steps out onto the ramp and moves his head to see all the fans and savor thier boos. He slowly walks down the aisle and Lucas comes from behind with a steel chair and slams it over Havoc's back.
JC: OH MY, the sneak attack from Balkan!
RW: It might be over before it gets started.
Lucas slams the chair on Havoc's back a couple more times and then throws the chair on the floor. Lucas picks up Havoc and takes him to the ring. Lucas slams Havoc's head onto the apron of the ring. Havoc falls to his knees, leaning against the ring, as Lucas walks around to the time keepers table. He grabs the ring bell and walks back to Havoc. Lucas goes to smash the bell on Havoc's head but Havoc lowblows Lucas. Havoc gets up and hits a DDT on the floor. Lucas and Havoc are laid out on the floor for a moment before Havoc starts pulling himself up with the apron of the ring. Havoc holds his back and climbs on to the apron. He looks back at Lucas and jumps off with a legdrop. Havoc screams out in pain upon impact and starts spazing out on the floor, holding his back. Lucas is unmoving.
RW: OH MY GOD, WHAT A STUPID MOVE!
JC: Stupid, but effective.
RW: Yea, and now he's paying for it.
JC: Can Havoc capitalize onthe legdrop!?
Havoc gets up and looks for something under the ring. He grabs a gas holder. Before Havoc can lift it and pour it on Lucas, Lucas pulls Havoc's arm, making him get closer, and then sticks his thumb in Havoc's eye. Lucas gets up and DDTs Havoc. Lucas rolls away from Havoc and uses the guardrail to get up. Lucas stands up and then runs and drops an elbow on Havoc. Lucas looks under the ring and pulls a table out. He picks the table up and slides it into the ring.
JC: I think Balkan has some bad intentions for Havoc.
Lucas grabs Havoc by his hair and picks him up. Havoc is slid into the ring by Lucas, who grabs the gas container and slides it into the ring as well. Lucas picks up Havoc, and out of no where Havoc catches Lucas in the Mayhem Slam. Both men lay on the mat.
RW: This match is insane, they've finally gotten into the ring and they're both laid out.
Havoc rolls over to the ropes and pulls himself up. He stumbles over to the table and sets it up. He grabs the gas can and pours some gas on the table, he then pours some on lucas. Havoc asks for a lighter and a bunch of lighters come flying from the crowd. Havoc lights the table and grabs Lucas. Lucas breaks Havoc's grip and kicks him. Lucas sets up Havoc for a powerbomb. Havoc breaks out of it and sets up Lucas for the Chaos Drop, and hits it, with Lucas hitting the flaming table. Lucas catches fire and the bell rings.
RW: Havoc's won the match!!
JC: Someone needs to get out here and put this fire out NOW!!
Winner: HaVoC
Main Event
Kaeneis vs.
Gunz
( IC Title Match )
The lights go out and a spotlight shines on the curtains. In the background you here a voice say "Resurrected in a bad way" After that the 'Cry Little Sister' begins playing and Gunz comes out. He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring.
The arena plunges into darkness, and several seconds pass. A lone, white spotlight illuminates an empty ring, whilst all others remain off. The entrance video begins to play, and My Immortal begins. Kaeneis emerges, unlit. He stands at the ramp top for several more seconds, before slowly beginning his walk down to the ring. The single spotlight continues to light the ring. When the overdrive guitar, marking the beginning of the song bridge kicks in, pyro detonates white flashes on all four turnbuckles, and normal lighting resumes. Kaeneis enters over the top rope. And looks at Gunz. The referee holds up the Intercontinental Title and the bell rings.
RW: Well this is an interesting match up. Both of these men are in opposing stables.
JC: Yea
But Gunz has this one.
The two men walk towards each other and they stare-down for a moment. Then Gunz does a chop to Kaeneis' chest. Kaeneis returns with a chop. Another from Gunz and then another from Kaeneis. Gunz rears back to throw another chop but instead kicks Kaeneis in the balls.
JC: Excellent maneuver by Gunz
RW: What are you talking about? That was a blatant low-blow.
JC: Shut up I'm watching the match!
Kaeneis is hunched over as Gunz runs to the ropes and nails Kaeneis with a clothesline from hell. He then does a legdrop, leaves his leg over his neck and hooks the leg.
1
.2
.no
He kicks out. Gunz picks him up and Irish whips him as he runs off the ropes himself. Both men go for big boots and connect. They both fall in a heap.
1
2
..3
..4
..
RW: Both men still down
Kaeneis begins to rise
5
.6
Gunz is on one knee and Kaeneis has now stood up.
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.8
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Kaeneis picks up Gunz and Presses him over his head. He then lets go of him as he steps forward and Gunz lands on his face. Kaeneis quickly picks him up again to maintain the offensive. He picks Gunz up and drops him for a piledriver. He goes for the pin.
1
2
no
Gunz kicks out. They both get up and Kaeneis headbutts him. Gunz staggers backwards and then runs at Kaeneis who catches him for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He goes for the pin
1
..2
no
Gunz manages to kick out again. Kaeneis picks him up and gets him on his shoulders in a fireman's carry position. Gunz slides off his back and quickly hits a German suplex. He bridges
1
.2
..no
Both men stagger to their feet. Gunz runs at him and hits a bulldog. Gunz picks him up and hooks his arm. He picks him up and nails a brainbuster. Rather than go for the pin he repeatedly stomps on Kaeneis' face. Kaeneis sits up only to be kicked in the head. Gunz then picks him back up and hits a powerslam. He picks Kaeneis up and attempts an Irish whip but Kaeneis reverses is, runs after him, and hits him with a big boot knocking Gunz out onto the apron. Kaeneis grabs Gunz who is beginning to stand up but Gunz slams his head into Kaeneis' gut. He then hits a sunset flip and attempts the pin
1
2
.3
Kaeneis kicks out just after the refs hand hit's the ground. Gunz stands up, celebrated as Kaeneis is on his knees stunned. The ref hands the Intercontinental Title to Gunz
JC: And this is a triumphant night for the Holocaust.
Winner: Gunz
Ending
JC: Another inferno in the books!
RW: A momrable night in SFT history.
JC: We will be here next week, will you?
RW: Yes.
JC: It was a rhetorical question.
RW: Oh...
The scene fades to black.
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