"The crowd gets up and off their seats, as the camera pans all around the arena. Signs of 'Havoc Rules!', 'Nirvana, EAT MY BABY!', and so forth can be seen. Suddenly, the camera cuts to Nathan Gust and Kate Madison, sitting behind a table, along with headsets on."
Kate Madison: Welcome everyone, to another edition of 'Friday Night Inferno!'
Nathan Gust: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Let us get this shit started... I got a match you know.
Madison: Oh yeah, I forgot.
"The camera cuts to the ring."
Gust: Damn, this match got exciting quickly.
Madison: Yeah, usually rookie matches bore me.
"Saga grabs Marco by the hair and tosses him into the ropes. Marco comes back and is met with a closeline by Saga. Saga quickly drops a legdrop on Marco, and covers him."
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"Saga picks Marco up, but Marco breaks free from Saga and quickly puts Saga into 'Detox.'
Gust: Where the hell did that come from!?
"Marco gets up, but from behind... Rob Matthews elbows Marco in the back, and puts him into a sideslam. Rob gets up and locks on a Boston Crab. Marco screams in pain, as Rob applies more pressure to his back. Saga gets up from behind all this, and superkicks Rob Matthews in the back of the head. Matthews flies face first to the mat, as Saga jumps over Marco and locks on the Boston Crab on Marco."
Gust: Very smart by Saga.
"Marco starts to fight for the ropes, but doesn't have to... Saga lets go. Sage picks Marco back up and tosses him out of the ring. Sage then turns to Rob Matthews, and lifts him up to his feet. Saga puts Matthews into a snap suplex, and then a quick cover... but only gets a two count. Sage gets up and stomps on the chest of Rob Matthews. However, Matthews grabs the foot of Saga and twists it, which makes Saga fall to the mat. Rob Matthews holds onto Saga's right foot, and gets up."
Madison: Is that an ankle lock?"
Gust: Yup.
"Rob twists the right ankle of Saga, but doesn't hold it on for long. Marco drops kicks Rob from behind. Saga holds his ankle, as Marco lifts Rob up to his feet and sends him into the corner turnbuckles. Marco lifts Rob up to the top ropes, and attempts to put him into 'The Come Down', but Matthews breaks free and pushes Marco off the top ropes. Matthews quickly stands ontop the ropes, and jumps off to land 'Legacy 05', upon the fallen Marco."
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"Saga lands a elbow drop on the back of Matthews to break the count."
Madison: SO CLOSE!
"Matthews gets up, and Saga as well. Both of them begin to exchange jabs, while Marco slowly gets up to his feet. Saga blocks one and quickly puts Matthews into the 'Impulse.' However, Saga doesn't get too much time to celebrate, as Marco turns Saga around to face him, and snaps the 'Extacy' on Saga. Marco quickly covers Saga."
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Gust: Very nice match by these rookies... I can see great things in the future for all three.
"Teenage Wasteland" by The Who begins to slowly start up as the lights go out. White smoke fills the arena as one white light shines on the entryway. As the first words of the song are sung, we see Rich Morrison and Juliana appear. They stand at the top of the entryway and look at each other. They give each other a high-5 and then begin to walk to the ring. The crowd begins to boo them as they make their way to ringside. Rich walks up the ring steps as Juliana waits outside. Morrison steps into the ring and looks around. He takes all of the crowd’s verbal taunts and flips them off. Rich Morrison is one cocky little bastard, and he deserves to get the chip blown off of his shoulder.
Aj Nin Red Rum wastes no time and makes a drive for Rich Morrison, landing blow after blow about the head and shoulders of the much younger wrestler.
KM: Aj Nin dominates early in this match-up, taking it quickly to young Rich Morrison.
NG: Unless Rich can get out of there, the experience of Aj Nin will take this match early.
Suddenly Juliana jumps up on the apron, and the ref goes over to get her down and Rich slams his forearm into Aj’s testicles. Aj drops, and Rich slips out of the ring while the ref runs to check on Aj. Rich walks over and pulls a chair out from under one of the poor techs sitting ringside and moves toward the ring.
KM: Looks like Rich Morrison has little desire to win this match legitimately.
NG: He’s just doing what it takes, Kate.
Rich climbs back into the ring with the chair when the ref notices him with the chair. The ref grabs the chair and wrests it out of Rich’s grasp as Aj is getting to his feet. As the ref goes to put the chair away, Juliana tosses a chair to Rich from the apron. Rich slams the unforgiving chair down on Aj’s unsuspecting head with little remorse. Aj drops like a ton of bricks.
NG: Ooh, that’s gonna’ leave a mark!
KM: Aj’s out cold and the ref has NO idea what happened.
Rich tosses the chair back to Juliana who quickly stows it under the ring as the ref turns around. Rich covers.
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Kate: Well before we get to our next.. hold on I am getting word that we have a live feed of.. well lets just go to the live feed.
The screen changes to nearby at the end of one of the docks at Salt Lake itself. It shows a bruised and bloody body of Slade Wislon sitting in a chair all tied up. His eyepatch is missing to show a gaping scar where his eye once used to be. He looks partially unconscious as he is surrounded by a group of men. Each of their faces hidden because of the angle of the shot. Their voices are partially recognized to the average SFT fan. Though placing a face to the voice is harder then it seems. As the camera moves down you see Slades feet are sitting in a metal bucket and his feet seem to b buried in some sort of material. The lack of light at night hides exactly what his feet are in. until one f the men speaks.
Man1: Well the cement seems to be totally held.
Man3: One down just a handful to go.
Man2: Hey Slade... Azreal Sends his reguards, he wishes he could have been here but he has other work to deal with.
Man1: Have a nice trip, see you next fall.
With that said Slade just looks up at them and spits on one of them. Then they kick Slades body over the edge of the dock as he hits the water and the cement black around his feet drags him to the botton of the lake. The men all turn around and walk off without anyone ever seeing their faces or who they were. Thought at the last moment the camera zooms into a carving on a pole nearby its fresh and it is a swastica with the word "Holocaust"The Scene fades back to Kate and Gust.
Kate: That was, that was beyond anything we needed to see on Live Television.
Gust: So was it really Holocaust?
Kate: I heard they were dead after the Pay Per View?
Gust: Well I guess The Faction will just have to stick around longer then everyone says they will.
Kate: Well they are one man short now!
NG: Venom has a slight advantage on the Angel of Death as AoD has some ring rust to shake off. I can’t wait to see what happens.
The lights go out as Gods of Thunder starts to play. The Angel of Death starts to slowly walk down to the ring. He climbs the ring steps as the lights go back on. AoD then climbs over the top rope and enters the ring.
As the intro to "Get Back" by Ludacris begins, the lights dim, green and white lights flash around the arena. The words Trust and Believe appear on the Strikatron as Venom appears at the top of the ramp. The lights begin to flash to the beat of "Get Back", as Venom makes his way to the ring.
The two big men lock up in the center of the ring, but AoD quickly gets Venom in a side headlock. Venom struggles and begins to jab powerful elbows into AoD’s ribs. Finally AoD has to release the slightly shorter man. Venom pushes AoD slightly ahead of him, then grabs him around the waist for a massive German suplex. Not giving AoD any time to recover, Venom pins.
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AoD climbs to his feet and is met with an impromptu dropkick from Venom, which lands AoD on the ropes.
NG: Venom dominating AoD every step of the way…
Venom bounds off the opposite ropes and makes to clothesline AoD when suddenly AoD’s hand shoots out and catches Venom in the throat. Venom stops hard as AoD gains his feet and signals the Lights Out.
KM: Looks like the Angel of Death is looking to put Venom away early.
AoD hoists Venom in the air and chokeslams him to the mat. AoD covers quickly.
NG: That’s it. He’s got him here.
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KM: He kicked out! How the Hell did he kick out?
AoD stalks the ref, staring daggers through the poor man, who makes a sprint for the apron and the relative safety of outside the ring. AoD finally turns into a boot to the gut from Venom, who sets him up for Deliverance. Venom signals, pulls AoD onto his shoulders, walks to the turnbuckle, and slams the bigger man against the corner.
KM: My God! He could have broken his neck!
Venom covers.
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{Dark bodies floating in darkness no sign of light ever given}
The arena falls to darkness as the sound of Fear Factory fills the air. Grey and White spotlights circle the arena as the song continues.
{And i saw my own face in the dark and loneliness and i saw my own face like a spark frozen in heaven}
The spotlight all focus now on the entrance ramp where the cloaked figure of Lucas Balkan appears. He walks down with the lengths of his cloak sweeping behind him.
{my life was so dark... my mind was so dark... everything was dark }
In the ring, Lucas stands staring motionless into the crowd.
The bell rings, and both wrestlers lock up. Lucas quickly knees Drodgen in the gut, and puts him into a DDT. Lucas picks Drodgen up and tosses him into the ropes... Drodgen comes back and ducks a superkick by Lucas. Drodgen comes back and lands a bulldog on Lucas. Drodgen picks Lucas up and quickly puts him into a double arm DDT. Drodgen goes for the pin.
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"Drodgen picks Lucas up, but Lucas breaks free, and kicks Drodgen in the gut. Lucas Balkan then quickly puts Drodgen into 'The Death Drop.' Balkan covers Drodgen."
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Gust: Damn.
"Adrenachrome" by Grade 8 begins to play and the lights flicker. Moments later, the youngest SFT legend of all time walks out. The lights continue to flicker as Genocide runs straight to the ring and he enters without hesitation.
Amanda Summers: and his opponent... from New York, New York... Seth Dryden!
Out of nowhere, "Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria blares to life, sending the fans into a roar of approval. Seth Dryden appears on the ramp, grinning from ear to ear. He trots down to the ring as green pyro shoots off on either side of the ramp. He slides in the ring, and poses on the turnbuckle for the crowd, playing it up. The ref signals for the bell and the two wrestlers start to circle the ring as the fans start a slow clap. They go half way around and then stop, look into each other’s eyes and pull forward, locking up in the classic collar and elbow tie up. Nathan pushes forward and Seth Dryden reverses it and the two roll into the rope and then into the corner before the referee steps between to break them up. Seth Dryden, who had the upper hand, backs off into the far corner and the fans clap for the clean break. The two nod again and start to circle the ring, stopping part of the way to reverse motion and tying up again and again rumbling around into the corner, this time with Nathan Gust getting the upper hand. The referee steps in again and this time Nathan gives Seth Dryden a little love tap on the side of the mouth, letting him know that he’s there.
Kate Madison: Nathan showing Dryden that he had him there, but he’s playing things straight, at least for now…
They start to circle again and this time go right into it, with Nathan Gust ducking under the tie up attempt by Seth Dryden and wrapping straight around the waist, picking up Seth Dryden and bringing him down to the mat. He rolls over Seth Drydens back and latches on with a front facelock. Seth Dryden starts to stand up with it, getting to his knee and then to his feet, forcing Nathan to switch the move into a full-blown headlock. Seth Dryden takes a step back and then shoots Nathan off into the ropes, leap frogging him when he returns and throwing a nasty Japanese arm drag when Nathan comes back again. Nathan flips over to his back with the move and Seth Dryden is quick to follow up, dropping an elbow quickly onto Gust, but misses. Nathan follows up quickly with a leg drop.
Kate Madison: This is a fast paced match!
Both men make it to their feet and Nathan catches Seth Dryden in the chest with a hard chop that gets the crowd rocking. He repeats the action and then whips Seth Dryden across the ring and when he comes back nails him with a big clothesline. He then picks him up and hits a big snap suplex. Seth Dryden is still reeling from the move, and Nathan wastes no time in continuing the assault. He whips Seth Dryden into the far corner and follows him in with a big body press, jamming Seth Dryden into the corner. Nathan steps back and Seth Dryden comes out of the corner dazed… Nathan drop-toe-holds him and locks him in a Bow and Arrow lock!
Kate Madison: Will Dryden submit?
Seth gets to the ropes quickly, but Gust doesn't let go.
Kate Madison: There is no DQ, he doesnt have to let go!
Dryden tries to wiggle out, but can't. He is forced to tap out.
Kate Madison: Dryden taps! Gust is up 1-0! Gust slaps the mat, laughing to himself. Dryden gets up, starting to get a second wind, He beats Gust to his feet and starts to lay some rights into the side of Gust’s head, landing a huge third one that sends Gust to the canvas. Seth Dryden has it going and the fans are solidly behind him now as he taunts Nathan to get back up and then goes and picks him up, whipping him into the ropes and hitting a spinning leg lariat in the middle of the ring. Seth Dryden himself hits the ropes now and returns with a somersault leg drop. Seth Dryden picks Nathan back up to his feet and sends him into the far corner, Nathan hitting hard but staying in with his back to the post. Seth Dryden comes running in, about to bury a shoulder when Nathan hops up and flips around, grapevining his legs under Seth Drydens shoulders and flipping him into sunset flip. Dryden gets to his feet quick and Gust runs at him again, Dryen catches gust, and throws him on his back, and lock in the Sharp-shooter!
Kate Madison: Gust is tapping, it's tied 1-1! We only have a minute or two left!
Nathan and Seth Dryden both get to their feet at about the same time and stand toe to toe in the middle of the ring, with Nathan throwing a punch, landing it, and Seth Dryden returning one. Both men are dazed slightly as Nathan throws another punch. Seth Dryden counters again. Nathan goes to throw a third and Seth Dryden ducks the move, instead landing a quick punch to the gut and then laying into Nathan Gust with two big punches to the head. Nathan is out of it as Seth Dryden takes a good few steps back into the ropes to get momentum and goes forward off the ropes, going to nail Gust with a huge forearm. Nathan ducks it though and Seth Dryden flies right into the referee. Chris White goes down to the mat and Seth Dryden goes over to check on him as Nathan just drops to his knees to catch his breath. Nathan grabs the back of Drydens legs and trips him up. He then locks in the "No Bullshit!" Dryden starts tapping!
Kate Madison: Dryden is tapping, but the ref is down, so he can't count it!
Gust lets go of the hold and walks to the ref and tries to revive him. Dryden gets to his knees and low blows Gust, who falls over... Dryden then locks him in another sharpshooter. Gust holds on as the clock counts down. It still has a minute left. Gust is writhing in pain. The ref starts to regain his composure, and Gust taps out with 10 seconds left.
Kate Madison: Gust tapped! It's over. With 10 seconds left, Seth Dryden makes Gust tap!
Kate Madison: Yeahh! Here comes the best owner in SFT history!
Nathan Gust comes from the ring and sits down in his announcing chair.
Nathan Gust: Thanks for the props. I can't believe that crap, I had him beat!
Kate Madison: I wanst even talking about you, here comes Connor MacDaddy!
Nathan Gust: C-Mac must be here to adress the World title situation.
Kate Madison: Show some respect, his name isn't "C-Mac" It's Mr. MacDaddy.
Connor MacDaddy comes out from the back and down to the ring, he gets in and gets a mic.
Connor MacDaddy: How did you guys like Genesis?
The crowd cheers
Connor MacDaddy: Me too... but I'm sure you all have something on your minds, and that is the state of the World Championship... you see, Havoc was the one to knock Cypher loopy for the pin, so Azreal says Havoc should be the champion. I think Kamikaze should be champ, because he knocked out Havoc. Shadow says because there was no clear winner, Louis Cypher should keep his title. We have argued a lot this past week, and we decided there is only one way to make all parties happy... and that is... letting Cypher keep the belt.
The crowd boos
Kate Madison: Huh?
Connor MacDaddy: Juuuuuuust kidding! I gotcha though.... the real champion is Havoc!
The crowd boos
Nathan Gust: Really? damn...
Connor MacDaddy: MAN! You people are gullible! The REAL decision... FOR REAL... Live next week, we will have a PPV rematch! Havoc vs. Kamikaze vs. Louis Cypher ROUND 2!
The crowd cheers.
Nathan Gust: That's more like it!
Connor MacDaddy: and to make sure this match is called right down the middle... Shadow will be in Cypher's corner, Azreal will be in Havoc's corner, and I will be in Kamikaze's corner! Next week, we will truely find out who is worthy of being the SFT World Heavyweight Championship! Thank you all!
The crowd cheers as the screen fades to black.