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Opening
*Fireworks go off near the entrance ramp for Friday Night Inferno as the crowd cheers loudly. The camera pans throughout the crowd with people holding up signs for their favorite SFT superstars. The camera then centers near the announce table where SFT commentators John Cartwright and Randy White are standing.*
John Cartwright: Welcome everyone to Friday Night Inferno! Hello everyone I am John Cartwright along with my broadcaster partner Randy White. We are coming to you LIVE tonight from Boise, Idaho and what a night it is going to be with two championship matches….
Randy White: and also the second round of the annual Lethal Lottery tournament!
*JC shakes his head*
JC: I was getting to that.
RW: Of course you were. C’mon John, the fans do not have time to hear you rattle on and on forever. They need to get the information fast. This is a 24/7 media world we live in, get the picture!
JC (ignoring RW’s comments): Needless to say fans it is going to be a great night. Kyle Murphy is defending the Intercontinental Championship against Daniel Mendoza and Lucretia Black will defend her…
*The camera suddenly changes scene to the parking lot where a black Mercedes has pulled up. The camera moves in but is only showing the vehicles tires from the driver’s side door’s perspective now. The driver’s side door of the car opens and the crowd can see two black dress shoes come onto the pavement with a loud clicking sound. The camera now returns to JC and RW at ringside with puzzled looks on their faces.*
JC: Fans we apologize, we must be having some technical errors to start the evening. As I was saying Lucretia Black is going to be defending….
*Suddenly the lights in the arena dim down a bit and the theme song “Money, Money, Money” plays over the loudspeakers. The crowd gets on their feet anticipating who is coming out.*
RW: Wait a second John! Could this be…
*The Accountant casually walks out of the entrance, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and red tie and carrying his trademark black briefcase, and stops a few steps outside of it. He looks out at the crowd through his silver rimmed spectacles as a loud chorus of boos is now heard throughout the arena. He smiles at the reaction and starts making his way towards the ring.*
JC: The Accountant has returned to the SFT! He has not been seen in over two years! However, this crowd in Boise hates him with the same passion SFT fans have since he made his debut nearly six years ago.
RW: That is because Boise wrestling fans don’t pay their taxes like they should John. Now shut up and let’s listen to what this man has to say. Show some damn respect!
*The Accountant is now in the ring, entering over the second rope. He lays his black briefcase over the nearest corner turnbuckle and gets the microphone from the ring announcer.*
Accountant: “My, my, my. It feels great to be back in the SFT!”
*The camera shows JC staring up at the Accountant and shaking his head*
Accountant: John Cartwright what in the hell do you think your doing? I haven’t been back more than three minutes and your already giving me grief at ringside. How about you and my buddy Randy go ahead and sit down at the commentary table because I have a few things to say that do not require your personal commentary.
RW: We better do what he says John…
*JC and RW move to their announce table as the Accountant continues speaking*
Accountant: To paraphrase Samuel Clemens, that’s Mark Twain to those of you who are uneducated, the reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. It is true that I have been gone from the SFT for the last two years but I am in the best shape of my life and I am ready to compete again. During my absence there were several rumors about me floating around the SFT and among wrestling fans everywhere. One said that I had been thrown in jail for embezzling money from a government contract….not true. The most absurd one said that I had been killed in an automobile accident shortly after my last match in the SFT and since I am standing before you today you see how absurd that rumor is.
*The crowd boos and one fan in the front row can be heard yelling at the Accountant “I wish you were dead!”*
Accountant: I had not planned on making a return here to the SFT but while I was sitting at home, minding my businesses and crunching the numbers on my calculator as I filed new tax returns and corporate reports, I got a phone call from someone, and I will not say who, in the SFT front office. They said that I was needed back here because the SFT just hasn’t been the same in my absence, but the jackass who told me to come back conveniently forgot to inform me that the Lethal Lottery tournament started last week and as a result I missed the deadline to participate!
*The crowd cheers and the Accountant looks flustered*
Accountant: That’s fine, cheer against me, but if you do not shut up and listen to what I have to say I will go to the box office, get records on everyone who came to this sorry ass show tonight, and I will audit each and every one of your asses regardless of gender, color, orientation, or creed!
JC: Now that’s uncalled for!
RW: Hey Accountant, audit John!
Accountant (speaking over the boos): I have returned to the SFT and in my absence some new changes have occurred. The great championship that was the World Television Championship, my first championship in this great promotion, has been put on the shelf. A woman is the United States Champion……A WOMAN?!?!?! When I heard the TV title had gone out of existence I felt insulted but having a woman in a role suited for a man only made it worse. What in the hell is going on in this place? Last time I was here I was a TWO-TIME United States Champion and now my championship is being worn by a woman?!?!? It’s bad enough we have Hillary Clinton trying to be president. Let’s just say this….that championship belongs to ME Ms. Lucretia Black. Your title reign is now on borrowed time, you’ve been given notice courtesy of the best mind in the wrestling business today…that is of course if you are able to survive getting past Xavier Anderson tonight. However, Ms. Black your time will come to step into these ropes against me and I pity the day that you have to do it. I have wrestled in numerous matches in the SFT. I have been in tag matches, tornado tag matches, ladder matches, hardcore matches, street fights. You name it, I have done it and wiping the floor with you will not be a problem because if I could take a beating from some of the best men in this business and still come out on top I KNOW I will not have any trouble with you. In the meantime, though, enjoy the rest of your title reign Ms. Black. Just keep that belt shiny for when you will eventually hand it over to me.
*The Accountant then takes off his spectacles as the crowd swells in anticipation of his next statement*
Accountant: I AM THE BEST DAMN TAX MAN IN WASHINGTON D.C. and a whole new generation of SFT wrestlers are getting ready to learn exactly why that is. They will be lined up, they will be given their fair hearing on their tax sins, and they will be audited without mercy. The road to the title starts TONIGHT. Nuff’ said.
*“Money, Money, Money” plays again over the loudspeakers as the Accountant drops the microphone, puts back on his spectacles, grabs his briefcase off the opposite corner, and exits the ring to more loud boos from the audience. A few fans even chuck some paper wads in his direction*
JC: Well the Accountant has wasted no time fans in challenging our reigning United States Champion, Lucretia Black!
RW: John, she had better be counting down the days, maybe even the hours, that her title reign is coming to an end. Messing with the Accountant, a former two-time United States Champion and former World Television Champion, is not something Ms. Black wants. In fact, she needs to grow eyes in the back of her head real fast because no telling what the Accountant is going to be doing the rest of the evening.
JC: Randy, that remains to be seen. Either way fans, an SFT veteran has returned tonight and is geared towards making a new impact in the ring. Now let’s go back to the ring for the first match on tonight’s card…
Match Number One Twilight vs.
Johnny Legend ( Triple threat match)
JC: Our first match tonight is a triple threat. This should be interesting to see a legend like Johnny Legend in the ring with two up and coming stars.
("The Kids" by Eminem plays and PKA walks out from backstage, confused by the music.)
RW: What the hell? This isn't his music!
JC: It is tonight, apparently.
(Halfway down the ramp, "Basket Case" by Green Day hits and Twilight comes out from backstage. He looks very eager as he runs down the ramp, right past PKA, and he slides into the ring. PKA takes his time, though, and walks up the steps... entering under the top rope.)
RW: See, he's the smart one. He's not trying to get blown up just yet.
("The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!")
BAM! BAM! BAM!
(Fireworks go off ontop of the ramp. "The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers really kicks in, as the mist slowly fades away from the fireworks. Suddenly, Johnny Legend walks through the mist. Sporting flashy purple tights and jacket, as he stands ontop of the ramp. He proudly makes his way down the ramp and slowly walks walks up the steps, and gives a few words to the fans... Some unkind words. He then gets into the ring and steps into the middle... Fireworks burst to the sides of the ring - Legend turns slowly around in a full circle and shows his winning smile. The mist clears after a few seconds, and Legend awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring.)
JC: The legend seems pretty confident tonight.
RW: As well he should. He's great!
JC: Great by what standards?
RW: By your mom's standards.
(Legend immediately clotheslines PKA out of the ring and the opening bell sounds. Twilight takes charge and backs Legend into the corner with forearms and punches and such. PKA slides back into the ring and aids him in a double-team.)
JC: That's what you get for attacking a man before the match!
(Twilight backs off and Johnny Legend headbutts PKA. He then uses all of his might to clothesline both men, before bouncing off the ropes and hitting a senton splash on PKA, then going for the cover.)
RW: 1... NO!
JC: It's too soon to try to win it, Legend. You should know that by now.
(Legend gets to his feet, followed by PKA. Twilight is in the corner waiting. Legend is distracted by Twilight, giving PKA time to execute a nice release German suplex on Legend! PKA tries to stand up, but he gets a kick to the back of the head from Twilight. Twilight brings PKA up by his neck and tosses him out of the ring before locking a dragon sleeper hold on Legend. Legend struggles to reach the ropes and PKA holds the rope forward to him from the outside. Legend grabs the rope and the submission is broken. As Twilight goes to argue with PKA, he jumps up onto the apron and gives Twilight a stunner... slamming his throat on the top rope, giving Legend the opportunity to roll him up...)
RW: 1... 2... NO!
JC: PKA makes the save by pulling Legend to the outside!
(The two brawl on the outside as Twilight manages to get to his feet. He plans his next move and hits the opposite ropes, then does a cartwheel into a back handspring and hits a twisting body attack over the top rope, taking out both men on the outside of the ring! The fans go wild at that fantastic display of athleticism. Twilight gets up, holding his midsection.)
RW: That leap took a lot out of him.
JC: You can say that again.
RW: That leap took a lot out of him.
JC: Ugh. I fell for that one again...
(Twilight notices Legend getting up and he climbs onto the ringsteps. He then grabs Legend and delivers a picture perfect tornado DDT onto the floor, outside of the ring of course.)
RW: Twilight Zone! If only pinfalls counted outside the ring... this one would be over!
(He gets up and notices PKA in the ring climbing the turnbuckle. Twilight slides in after him and clubs his back with his forearm, stopping his intentions of flying. He positions PKA's feet on the very top turnbuckle, helping him balance. He then hooks PKA's arms and...)
JC: OH MY GOD!
RW: He just gave PKA a top rope vertebreaker!
(Twilight covers him immediately, holding his own neck... as the referee counts...)
JC: 1... 2... 3!
(The bell sounds just as Legend dives in to break the count. Twilight gets up as "Basket Case" starts up again. The fans go wild as he celebrates. Legend is pissed off. When Twilight turns around, Legend goes for a clothesline... Twilight ducks and the two turn to face each other. Twilight kicks Legend in the gut and delivers an inverted DDT, which he calls Darkest Lights.)
Winner: Twilight
RW: What a huge victory for Twilight in our opening contest. I look forward to big things for this kid in the future...
(The scene goes to commercial as Twilight leaves the ring a winner...)
Match Number Two Daniel Mendozavs.
Kyle Murphy ( IC Title match)
Daniel Mendoza walks down to the ring waving to the crowd or with determination on his face. He enters the ring by walking up the steps and crouching between the second and third ropes.
A burst of pyro explodes at the entrance and "This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage blares across the loudspeakers. Kyle Murphy steps confidently out to the stage to a huge pop. Kyle looks around at the crowd but only nods. Turning his attention to the ring, he starts down the aisle. He walks down to ringside just staring into the ring, his face intense and focused. At ringside he simply steps right up onto the apron from the floor. Kyle now looks around at the crowd again before stepping between the ropes into the ring. Crossing the ring, he steps onto the middle rope and with his fists clenched holds his arms out to his sides like a man on a cross. The crowd erupts again and Kyle gives a half-smile as if in spite of himself before stepping down off the ropes.
Both men stand ready to go. The bell rings. Daniel nails Murphy with a shoulder block then a spear. Daniel waits as Murphy gets up and nails a superkick!
RW: That old time shin music!
Daniel nails his Lethal Injection as the ref counts 1…..2…..3!
Winner: Daniel Mendoza
JC: Shit Daniel gets the IC Title?
Daniel cant believe it as he gets up celebrating. Murphy gets up quickly, he smiles hands the IC Title over to Daniel and walks away still smiling.
RW: What the hell, Murphy looked like he was unphased.
JC: Yeah that was weird.
Match Number Three Lucretia Blackvs.
Xavier Anderson ( Match Type Here )
Xavier and Lucretia have both been introduced as they stand in the ring. The bell rings as Lucretia nails Xavier with a right cross. But then all of a sudden Accountant comes running down and gets in the ring, Lucretia doesn’t see him till its too late as he nails an inverted DDT on her, Xavier tries a clothesline on him but he ducks and he superkicks Xavier.
RW: Ahh Accountant just make them count stars!
Accountant leaves the ring smiling.
Winner: No one
RW: ugh, lets see if our next match changes the tide!
Match Number Four Nathan Gust and Sara Pettis vs.
DVD and Sean Mason ( Lethal Lottery second round match )
"Riotmaker" by Tech N9ne begins to play throughout the arena. Smoke starts to rise from the center of the stage. Within moments, Nathan Gust walks out from backstage and stands in the smoke for a moment. )
"Don't Stop Believing" by Journey hits as Sara Pettis makes her way to the ring with boos and cheers alike. Gust tells her to ignore them.
Now we hear When Worlds Collide by Powerman 5000 as Sean Mason and DVD come out. A fitting song for the match that is about to take place.
JC: Next we have a match from Round 2 of the Lethal Lottery.
RW: That's right, up for grabs is one half of the tag team titles!
JC: Not to mention a slot in the next round for the winning team.
RW: We'll see whose chemistry comes out on top- our competitors are already
in the ring.
JC: Nathan Gust and Van Dam are in first.
Gust quickly takes contol of the match, working Van Dam from head to foot
with a series of blows followed by a drop toe hold. Gust is back up quickly
and drops an elbow. He then waits for Van Dam to get back up, at which point
Gust drop-kicks the Immortal Icon. Van Dam is back up quickly, and takes
Gust down with an arm drag. Thus, DVD is conveniently close to his partner,
whom the Immortal Icon tags in.
RW: Mason looks like he's ready to piss himself, he's so happy.
Mason stomps away at a downed Gust before lifting the latter up. At this
point, Gust battles back, taking Mason away from his partner and into the
center of the ring. There, Gust chokeslams Mason and goes for a quick pin.
JC: Obviously doesn't respect Mason much.
In the opposite corner, Sara Pettis calls to Gust, who notices and tags her
in reluctantly. Pettis comes out quickly and spears a shaky Mason. Both are back up quickly, they run towards each other.
RW: Looks like those dimwits have both got the same idea.
JC: Yup, double-clothesline.
RW: Whatever happened to originality?
JC: It went out the door with your virginity- oh wait, you're still a virgin!
RW: You said you wouldn't- I'm not a virgin!
RW is rather embarassed at this point. Why? Who knows; there's no shame in being a virgin. The referee begins to count both competitors out, but Pettis stirs first. She scrambles to tag Gust in, just as Mason crawls toward DVD. He tags him in as DVD flies off with a flying dropkick on Gust, followed by a top rope clothesline, Gust has to tag in Sara, but she only gets met with a springboard dropkick from DVD
RW: holy shit, DVD is a one man gang out there.
DVD now with a shining wizard kick on Sara, it snaps her pretty head back ugly. Gust in the ring but DVD with a lariat then a moonsault! Gust rolls out hurt. DVD now with a DDT on Sara he covers 1……2……kickout! DVD smiles as he gets up again and nails a wailing wall on Sara as the crowd go nuts for the hard move. DVD now with a jumping powerbomb he then does a sitdown powerbomb on her, he covers one……two…..thr..save by Gust.
RW: DVD was so close! So damn close!
Mason is tagged in now he nails a barrage of quick power moves followed by a plancha on Gust who is now the one in the ring. Mason with a belly to back suplex on Gust, then a spinebuster as the crowd love the old school move. Mason now with a brainbuster as he covers Gust 1…..2……kickout!
JC: ugh almost had him there.
Mason now tries a missle dropkick but Gust gets out of the way and nails Mason with a sidekick as Gust tags in Sara, she flies off the ropes with a springboard kick, followed by a lionsault! She locks in a figure 4 but Mason still in his right mind is able to turn it on her.
RW: Sara is a lightweight no way she could hope to lock that in.
Mason now grabs her by the hair and slams her head into the turnbuckle. Mason tries it again but Sara slips away and nails him with a tornado DDT! She covers 1…2….save by DVD
DVD now nails Sara with a double axe handle, followed by a DDT! He covers 1….2….Gust breaks it up. Sara gets to the corner as Gust now is the man in. DVD tags in Mason who superkicks Gust as he climbs the ropes and flies off but Gust is able to spring back and rolls him with the momentum (holding tights) and pins 1……2…3!
Winner: Sara Pettis and Nathan Gust
RW: Incredible match, simply incredible. DVD had it, he had it,but Gust stole it away with a tiny mistake by Mason.
Main Event Saint Jude and Havoc vs.
Dark Wolf and Mike Zybala (Lethal Lottery second round match )
All 4 men have made their ways to the ring.
The bell sounds as Havoc and Wolf start off. Havoc with an armdrag right off the get-go but Wolf rolls through and takes Havoc down with an armdrag-monkeyflip variation. Havoc hits canvas but is merely fazed. Havoc is to his feet as Wolf takes him down with a clothesline. Wolf rebounds off the ropes as Havoc flips to his stomach. From there, Havoc gets up and quickly dropkicks Wolf out of the ring.
RW: This match is going to live up to the words “main event”.
Wolf rests his body as Havoc tags out. Wolf slides in the ring and tags Zybala. Zybala comes in as Jude rushes towards him. Zybala hits with a quick thrust kick, followed by an elbow drop. He pins but doesn’t get a count. Zybala lifts Jude and gets an elbow to the face, followed by a hip-toss into a grounded headlock.
JC: Jude is no saint in the ring that’s for sure.
Jude squeezes tightly as Zybala tries to push Jude’s head towards his legs. From there, Zybala scissors Jude’s head and Jude gets caught. Jude breaks the legs and headlocks again. Zybala once again scissors and Jude nips out. Jude backs up and allows Zybala up, but once he gets to his feet, Jude goes for a huge jumping knee lift, but Zybala catches him mid-air and snake eyes him. He then tags Wolf who slings off the ropes and dropkicks the stumbling Jude. Jude flies back, rolls and lands in the corner.
Wolf walks over and starts hammering Jude’s face in. Then, Wolf backs up, runs at Jude and goes for a broncobuster. Jude rolls out of the way and Wolf lands all impact on his groin to the turnbuckle. Jude tags Havoc in and Havoc rushes toward the turnbuckle, big booting the face of Wolf. Wolf falls limp to the ground as Havoc goes for the pin, one… two… foot on the ropes.
RW: just a nanosecond and that would have been it
Havoc lifts Wolf, bends him over, and clubs him in the back. As Wolf goes down to a knee, Havoc kicks him in the chest and causes him to flip over. Havoc slowly walks over to Jude where he springs off the ropes and hits a tope elbow drop. Jude pins but only gets a two. Jude then gets up and begins to stomp on his chest, wearing and tearing his body. Jude begins to lift Wolf, as he does, Wolf begins to rebound with lefts and rights. He gets Jude backed up into the ropes and whips him. Jude reverses the whip and Havoc sneakily knees Wolf in the back. From there, Jude runs over to Wolf and flying dropkicks him out of the ring. Wolf slowly gets up as Jude signals to the crowd.
RW: Whats he gonna do?
Jude springs off the ropes and tries to hit Wolf with a cross-body, but Wolf catches him and shows his strength by fallaway slamming Jude into the thinly padded floor. Wolf then lifts Jude and slides him into the ring. Wolf then slides in himself and drags Jude to his side of the ring, tagging in an awaiting Zybala. As he tags, he drops and keylocks Jude’s arm. Zybala then whips over the ropes and hits a version of a senton bomb. Zybala covers, only to have it broken up by Jude’s foot under the ropes. Zybala lifts Jude and begins his battering with a huge spinebuster slam.
As Zybala continues his assault with continued lefts and rights to Jude’s face, Wolf tags himself in and flips over with a whipping legdrop. From there, Zybala exits the ring and Wolf begins to stomp on Jude’s chest. Jude somehow gets up and begins to retaliate, but is shortly stopped by a knee to the gut. Wolf then whips Jude into the corner and Wolf tags in Zybala. Zybala comes in and begins to kick Jude in the gut. Zybala then backs up and runs at Jude, just to ‘trip’ and headbutt Jude in the groin. Jude curls up as Zybala gets up; telling the ref it was a slip-up. Zybala then lifts Jude up and belly-to-belly suplexes Jude to the ground. Zybala smiles and lifts Jude back up. Zybala shoves Jude into his legs and attempts a powerbomb. Zybala shows strength and lifts Jude up, only to be head-scissored to the ground. Wolf sees Jude trying to tag in and comes in. Jude rushes at him and takes him out with a lariat. Zybala is back up and Jude takes him out with a wheel-kick. Jude then rushes to the corner and tags Havoc in.
JC: Come on Havoc, you has been, do something great!
As soon as Havoc is tagged in, Wolf grabs him and holds his legs. Zybala rebounds off the ropes and jumps split-legged at him. From there, Wolf proceeds to trip Havoc, using a great double-team maneuver on Havoc. Zybala stays for the pin, it gets a two, but it also gets a good reaction from the crowd. As wolf exits the ring by the ref’s orders, Jude sneakily jumps in and dropkicks Zybala.
Havoc is now up and grabs Zybala, only to have the hold broken and a nice elbow brought to his face. Havoc retaliates with a right, but Zybala comes back harder with another elbow. Zybala then goes for another but Havoc grabs his arm, tosses him around, and kicks Zybala into the turnbuckle. Zybala hits hard and Havoc tags Jude in. Jude quickly gets onto the top rope, and hits his Divine Intervention. Jude goes for the pin but Wolf comes rushing in. Havoc amazingly steps in the way and hits a spinning sidewalk slam. The ref counts the pin. One… two… three!!!
Winner: Havoc and Saint Jude
Ending
RW: That’s it, that’s it! Jude and Havoc advance.
Dark Wolf cant believe it, he spins Zybala around and lays him out with a DDT!
The show fades off to black with Gust and Sara coming down to the ring, 4 men enter the final match as next Inferno promises to set the world on fire.
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