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Winds of Change
With John Cartwright and Randy White
June 25th, 2002
SFT PPV: Winds of Change 7:00pm Live From The Staples Center, Los Angeles, California
After several minutes the crowd dies down as they eagerly await what has become an SFT tradition of a band starting off each ppv. The curtain falls over the west entrance and there stands P.O.D!!!! They start to sing Youth of the Nation.
I wish I would’ve known
Cause I didn’t kiss my mama goodbye
I didn’t tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
But who knew that this day wasn’t like the rest
Instead of taking a test
I took two to the chest
Call me blind, but I didn’t see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn’t hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I don’t really know this kid
Even though I sit by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it’s because
chorus:
We are, We are, the youth of the nation
Little Suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the world
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It’s kind of hard when you ain’t got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there’s no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat
chorus
Who’s to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don’t take away the pain
That I feel inside, I’m tired of all the lies
Don’t nobody know why
It’s the blind leading the blind
I guess that’s the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody’s got to know
There’s got to be more to life than this
There’s got to be more to everything
I thought exists
Jesus stands there with a huge smile on his face “Welcome to SFT’s Winds of Change, tonight you will see something none of you would of think would happen, I guarantee you tonight SFT changes for all time. And I can hardly wait. You will all soon enough know what The New Era is all about.”
Anthony Jesus walks away.
Phil:(fighting to talk over crowd noise) Well I have no idea what he meant, but Im sure whatever it is its huge!
Steve: And where is Shadow, ppv’s is his time to really showcase SFT.
Phil: Shadow isnt really visible nowadays man, but if you look hard enough Im sure we’ll see him, or his work thats for sure.
Steve: Well lets get to the first match!
Erik Dean versus Goldeneye No DQ Match
Steve: Hell yeah! Whoo can't you feel it?!?!? The crowd is electric!
Phil: What better way to kick this night off when we are going to pit the two men that have had an on going feud for the past month! They are Erik Dean and Goldeneye!
Steve: Damn this so intense listen to the crowd.
Phil: Oh hell yeah!!!
Steve: Yes here comes the challenger...Erik Dean!!!
Suddenly "Breakdown" by Tantric hit's the P.A. system and out walks Erik Dean. His walks out onto the entrance ramp and is suddenly followed up by an echo of boos by the mass sum of fans. Dean looks around the arena and simply smirks away the crowd. He rings his hand around the tape of his right wrist. Dean walks down the ramp at a very slow pace looking to his left taunting some fans and looking to the right taunting some fans. Dean reaches the ring eventually as he slides underneath the bottom rope and enters the ring. Dean stands up and does a twist. He stands in the middle of the ring as he awaits Goldeneye to come on down.
Phil: Boo!
Steve: You got a problem with Erik Dean?
Phil: No I just prefer that he doesn't win.
Steve: I see well too bad because my man is going to lay out Goldeneyes punk ass!
Phil: Sure...
Just then Steve and Phils commentary is interrupted by "Slaming" by Buckcherry. The crowd erupts in cheers and claps for the veteran. Short time passes by and finally out walks Goldeneye. He walks out onto the stage and receives a large ovation from the crowd. Goldeneye after seeing and hearing his response raises both arms into the air just to further the crowds celebration for his arrival. Goldeneye doesn't waste much time as he runs down the ramp and reaches the ring. He stops before the ring and hops up on the ring apron. He looks to his right and singles out one fan that is booing him. Goldeneye shakes his head and climbs underneath the middle rope and into the ring.
Steve: Wow the crowd is actually excited to see Goldeneye, that's a first.
Phil: Theres a first time for everything.
Steve: But theres never been a first time when it comes to you getting laid.
Phil: What? I...I...I've gotten laid before!
Steve: Sure...whatever.
Phil: Yeah whatever!
Meanwhile in the ring the ref is standing in between the two men as he explains the rules of the match. He backs off from in between the two men sounds for the bell to ring. The bell rings and initiates for the match to start.
Steve: Yeah remember people this match is a No Disqualification match.
Phil: In other words, No Hold Barred! Anything goes and anywhere!
In the ring Erik Dean and Goldeneye stand face to face constantly bad mouthing each other. Each word angers one another more and more. Suddenly Goldeneye steps back and throws a hard right and nails Dean in the face. The match is finally underway. Goldeneye continues with hard rights to Dean. He works him into a corner and starts delivering some blistering chops to the chest each glistening red with each hit. Dean holds his chest in pain as Goldeneye continues the unforgiving assault. Goldeneye pushes Dean into the ropes and whips him off of it sending him to the other side. Erik Dean bounces off the ropes and runs back at Goldeneye where Goldeneye catches him with a spinning spinebuster. Goldeneye holds onto one leg on the ground and decides to pin Dean. The ref counts.
1...2...Kick out!
Steve: Damn that spinebuster was sweet, almost got him an early victory.
Phil: Hell yeah, like I said Goldeneye is the man in this match.
Steve: We'll see.
Phil: Yeah we will.
Once again as we go back into the ring Goldeneye has stood up and has grabbed
Dean by the hair and brings him as well to his feet. Dean is breathing heavily as he desperately attempts to fight back, but Goldeneye will have none of it. Goldeneye kicks Dean in the gut and hits a nice DDT. Goldeneye gets up and drops a elbow drop. He stands up again and hits another elbow drop. Goldeneye retrieves to his feet yet again and runs the ropes and lands a body splash on Erik Dean and makes a pin out of it.
1...2...3...Erik Dean barely lifts up a shoulder!
Steve: Whoa that was close. Come on bud snap out of it!
Phil: Damn Goldeneye sure has me impressed tonight at Winds of Change.
In the ring Goldeneye gets up onto his feet along with Dean. He whips Dean into the ropes. Dean bounces off the ropes and suddenly jumps into the air and catches Goldeneye with a reverse neckbreaker drop. The crowd boos at the turn of events but Dean doesnt care. Dean stands up and picks up Goldeneye. He kicks him in the gut and pulls him down. Just then Dean powerbombs Goldeneye. Goldeneye hits the mat with tremendous tenacity and his power suddenly transforms over to Erik Dean. Dean looks down at the fallen Goldeneye and laughs at him. Dean runs over to the closest turnbuckle and climbs it to the top rope. Dean jumps off and lands a flying elbow drop right across the chest of Goldeneye. Erik Dean finally gets off his first cover of the night.
1...2...Kick out!
Steve: Ah hah! It is now time for Dean to show the people that he will win!
Phil: Your an ass! Just watch Goldeneye will revive.
Back to the action Dean has stood himself backup and he picks up Goldeneye. He punches him in the face, again! Again! Again! Dean continues the hard rights to Goldeneye. He runs over to the ropes with Goldeneye and tosses him over the top rope. Goldeneye reaches the outside and stands up. Suddenly Erik Dean grasps onto the ropes and gets an evil look in his eyes. He leans back and throws himself forward as he launches himself over the top rope and hits a vaulting body press on Goldeneye. Both men go down, but Goldeneye takes the most pain out of it. Both men are pretty much out cold but push to go on. A small amount of time passes by but Erik Dean reaches to his feet. He picks up Goldeneye and walks around the ring and over to the ramp. He turns him around and delivers a cheap shot right under the jaw. Dean continues to work him up the ramp. Dean and Goldeneye are now halfway up the ramp and Dean continues to retain control. They reach the stage where are all the PPV set up has been laid out for a nice presentation. To the left side of the stage is a cart full of chairs and 2 x 4's and kendo sticks. Dean punches Goldeneye one more time and lets him drop to his knees. Dean walks over to the cart and starts picking out all the weapons and tossing them all over the stage. By now Goldeneye has gotten to his feet and is able to pick up a kendo stick. He slowly walks behind Dean and prepares to hit him right on the back of the head. Dean is not aware and continues removing all the items in the cart. Suddenly Goldeneye reaches back and hits Dean right in the back of the head with the kendo stick. Dean drops everything in his hands and falls flat on his face. Goldeneye drops to his knees and falls over Dean. The ref runs up the ramp to the action and makes the count.
1...2...3...Dean somehow kicks out!
Steve: Oh my shitting god! Erik Dean barely kicked out of that stick shot!
Phil: Wow it should have been over right there. How does Dean do it?
Steve: I dont know, but your guy is starting to make me wonder.
Phil: Ha, I knew you would come around.
On the stage Goldeneye rolls off of Dean and puts his hands over his face and starts crying because he can't believe Dean kicked out. Goldeneye throws his upper torso forward into a sitting position. Dean lifts his head up and touches his forehead and looks at his hand and sees blood. Goldeneye reaches to his feet but staggers. Then miraculously Dean pushes himself up. He stands as well and blocks an on coming punch being thrown by Goldeneye. He reverses it and punches him in the gut. He does two more times and then low blows him. Goldeneye leans forward and yells out a painful moan of agonizing pain. Dean reaches to his feet fully and starts punching Goldeneye in the face. He kicks him in the gut and sets up for what he calls "Spoken Words". Dean hooks the arms and is prepared to deliver the all so devastating move but Goldeneye reaches deep down and lifts his back up and overhead body drops him onto the steel ramp. Goldeneye struggles to his feet but does it. He picks up Dean and walks over to the edge of the stage. Goldeneyes takes himself and Dean right over to the edge just inches from being able to fall to a possible death or injury. Goldeneye lifts up Deans head and winds up for a punch. He swings but Dean ducks and Goldeneye clocks the ref that was just standing there. Making sure the ref is okay Goldeneye walks over and goes to his aid. Time passes and Dean reaches over and picks up a trash can lid. He taps Goldeneye on the shoulder. Goldeneye turns around and is suddenly smacked in the face with a trash can lid. He eye rolls to the back of his head but he manages to stand. Dean looks around confused, but suddenly a smirk appears on his face. He looks over to his right and down below where a bunch of tables and what not is set up. Just then Dean kicks Goldeneye in the gut and sets him up for another "Spoken Words". The ref reaches back to his feet and watches in shock and amazement as Dean risks himself and Goldeneyes lives as he makes a leap of faith. Dean jumps off the staging area and hits a Spoken Words ten feet off the stage and through a bunch of tables!
Steve: No fucking way!
Phil: Holy shit I can't believe he did that!?!?!?
Steve: Goldeneye has to be seriously injured!
Phil: Screw that, I'd bet everything I own on death!
As we see on stage the ref looks down at the carnage in complete awe and shock. He looks around and is completely freaked and confused to what he should do. But down below a very erie sight suddenly gets just so much weirder because Erik Dean is able to place an arm over the chest of Goldeneye. The ref slowly bends down and hits the steel for a count.
1...2...3!!!!!!!!
Steve: It's over! Dean has done it!
Phil: That son of a bitch has pulled this one off!
Steve: Shit and he probably took a life doing it!
Glenn: Myris...we should talk. Myris: Huh? Bout what? Glenn: Your future Myris: (after a pause) Ok well lets talk. End Segment Phil: Thats unsual. One of Fallen Angels leaders contacting Myris? Whats that about?
Steve: I have no clue, but I’m sure something is up.
Fugitive versus Incubus Flaming Tables Match
Phil: Yea, the table must be on fire when someone is smashed through it, otherwise it won’t count.
Steve: Wait, here comes Incubus, the other competitor in this match.
A spot light points to the entranceway as the lights dim and Gone Away by Cold plays throughout the arena. Then, Incubus is seen at the top of the ramp, and he quickly makes his way down to the ring, and slides in.
Steve: Here we go, we have plenty of tables around the ring, as well as lots of gasoline and matches. These two are about to go through hell.
Phil: Here, we have two of the best lightweights in the business. These two will provide us with a great match.
The bell rings, and the two men immediately go at each other. Incubus quickly gets the advantage and hits Fugitive with a reverse DDT. Fugitive holds his head for a moment, but Incubus starts stomping away at Fugitive’s stomach. Fugitive tries to roll out the way of the feet of Incubus, but Incubus grabs Fugitive by the neck and drags him to his feet. As Incubus swings in an attempt to hit Fugitive with a big right hand, Fugitive ducks and connects with a neckbraker on Incubus. He then picks Incubus up and whips him into the ropes. As Incubus comes back, Fugitive lowers his head and back drops Incubus. As Incubus lies on the ground, Fugitive locks in a sharpshooter on Incubus. Incubus screams in pain, and tries to fight out of the moves. Incubus can’t break free, to tries to crawl to the ropes. Incubus moves slowly, inch by inch, getting closer and closer to the ropes; all the time in a lot of pain. As Incubus reaches the ropes, he manages to pull himself up a bit, and hits Fugitive in the back of the head. This causes Fugitive to release the hold. Incubus quickly body slams Fugitive. He then picks Fugitive up, and slams his head off the turnbuckle. Fugitive falls to the ground, and Incubus quickly exits the ring. He looks under the ring apron, and grabs a steel chair and a trashcan. He slides them in the ring, then gets in himself. But he doesn’t notice that Fugitive has already gotten to his feet. Fugitive has the steel chair in hand. He swings at Incubus, but misses; the chair ends up hitting off the ropes, and bounces back and hits Fugitive right in the face.
Steve: Whoa, that move just backfired for Fugitive.
Phil: Fugitive is lying motionless. Incubus has a great chance to win this match.
Incubus then puts the trashcan at one side of the ring. He then takes Fugitive to the other side of the ring. Incubus then picks Fugitive up above his head, and runs across the ring and powerbombs Fugitive straight into the trashcan.
Steve: What a move, Fugitive’s body just crushed that trashcan.
Phil: Fugitive must be out cold after that move!
Steve: Wait, Incubus is going for a table.
Incubus sets up a table in the ring. He goes for the gasoline and matches, and brings them into the ring. As Incubus picks up the gasoline, Fugitive slides in the ring with the steel char in hand. Incubus doesn’t notice this, and suddenly is hit right in the back with the steel chair. Incubus writhes in pain, as Fugitive keeps hitting Incubus in the back with the chair. As Incubus staggers, and turns round, he gets met with the steel chair straight to the head. Incubus falls flat to the ground. Fugitive picks up Incubus and lays him out on the table. Fugitive then goes up top. He looks around for a moment, then jumps off and hits Incubus with a frog splash, smashing them both right through the table. Incubus rolls around, holding his stomach.
Steve: Ohhh, that must have hurt. I can just see the pain in Incubus’s eyes!
Phil: But the match still isn’t over; that table was not on fire at the time.
Steve: Yes, that’s right. This match will continue.
Fugitive then starts kicking Incubus in the head. Fugitive picks Incubus up and locks a full nelson in on Incubus, followed by a leg sweep. As Incubus is down, Fugitive takes the opportunity to hit Incubus with a front flip plancha. Fugitive goes to lock in a sharpshooter on Incubus again, but Incubus kicks Fugitive right in the face, knocking him to the ground. Incubus gets up and piledrivers Fugitive, after picking him up from the mat. Fugitive lies on the ground, holding his neck. Incubus then locks in a surfboard on Fugitive. Fugitive screams in pain from the submission manoeuvre. Incubus refuses to release his grip on Fugitive. Fugitive can’t escape from the holds that Incubus has locked in on him. But, Incubus then releases the hold, and Fugitive, as well as looking as if he is in pain, also looks relieved to no longer be in the submission manoeuvre. But, Incubus then locks in the figure four leg lock on Fugitive. Fugitive swings his arms around in pain, trying to fight his way out oh the painful hold. Fugitive lies back and tries to get some strength back in his arms to fight his way out. Fugitive then starts to try to turn them both over, to try and reverse the pressure. Incubus fights to prevent this from happening. Fugitive almost manages to turn the two over, but Incubus manages to stop them, and roll back. Fugitive then realises that the steel chair is just beside him. So, he picks it up and smashes Incubus right in the face with it. This gives Fugitive a chance to escape from the hold; so he does.
Phil: Fugitive sure knows how to use that chair successfully.
Steve: Fugitive looked to have no chance of escaping from that hold. But he proved how resourceful he was, buy utilising that chair.
Fugitive picks Incubus up and hits him with a DDT, sending Incubus’s head straight into the mat. Once again, Fugitive picks Incubus up and executes a Kudo driver on Incubus. Fugitive then smiles, as he watches Incubus lie on the mat in a lot of pain. As Incubus lies on the floor, he gets hit with a corkscrew leg drop by Fugitive. Fugitive quickly gets to his feet and exits the ring. Fugitive gets a table and slides it into the ring, along with the metal steps. Fugitive then gets in the ring. He notices Incubus is slowly getting to his feet, so he DDT’s him again. Fugitive then sits Incubus in the corner. He puts the table, still with legs folder away, right in front of Incubus’s face, so that it covers the whole of Incubus’s battered body. Fugitive then makes his way to the opposite corner from where Incubus is. He runs at where Incubus is, but plants his hands on the top turnbuckle and goes into a handstand. Then, he swings back down and smashes his feet straight through the table and into Incubus’s head.
Phil: What a display of athleticism, agility and sheer brutality, all rolled into one.
Steve: Incubus is busted wide open! That move could go a long way to helping Fugitive win this already amazing match.
Phil: I’ve never seen another match like this before. Come on Incubus, kick his ass!
Steve: Come on, talk about favouring a particular superstar. Well, that’s fine, you can support whoever you like, you pompous ass!
Phil: Fine, I will do. Come on Incubus!
Fugitive looks on as the blood pours from Incubus’s forehead. Fugitive turns his back to Incubus and raises his arms. The crowd go crazy, and start chanting Fugitive’s name. By this time, Incubus has surfaced and has removed the top turnbuckle pad. He runs at Fugitive and dropkicks him in the back of the head. Incubus screams out loud, and the crowd instantly boo him. He then picks Fugitive up and executes a neckbraker on him. Fugitive holds his neck as Incubus gets down and starts punching Fugitive in the face. Incubus then picks Fugitive up and whips him into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle. As Fugitive reaches the post, his upper back hits off the exposed metal. He goes down, holding his back. Incubus has an evil smile on his face as he watches Fugitive hold his back. He then proceeds to pick Fugitive up off the mat. Incubus then starts scraping Fugitive’s head off the metal. Fugitive is soon busted open, with a small cut on his face, just above his right eye.
Steve: Both men are bleeding now!
Phil: This is turning into a bloodbath.
Fugitive goes down, holding his face. He looks to be in agony. Both men’s blood can be seen around the ring floor. Incubus looks over to the metal steps that Fugitive brought in the ring, and seems to get an idea. Incubus puts the stairs right in the center of the ring. He then walks over to Fugitive and kicks him right in the head. He picks Fugitive up and takes him over to the steps. Incubus steps onto the metal steps, and bring Fugitive with him. Fugitive tries to fight out of Incubus’s grasp, but Incubus clubs him in the back of the head with his forearm. Incubus then puts Fugitive’s head between his legs. He grabs Fugitive’s stomach, and lifts the rest of his body up. Incubus then piledrivers Fugitive right onto the steel steps.
Steve: O MY GOD! Incubus just piledrivered Fugitive right onto the steel steps!
Phil: What a move by Incubus! Incubus may very well have broken Fugitive’s neck!
Steve: Your damn well right me might have. Come on ref, stop the match; Fugitive may have a broken neck!
Phil: The ref isn’t going to stop a match. He will be under strict orders to keep this match going. Go away and cry somewhere else. There is nothing the ref can do to help Fugitive.
Incubus watches on, with a smile on his face. Incubus wastes no time, and picks up the steel chair, and starts slamming it onto the back of Fugitive’s head.
Steve: Somebody stop this man! He is going too far!
[Incubus picks Fugitive up and DDT’s him right onto the steel chair and metal steps. Fugitive lies motionless as Incubus starts kicking Fugitive’s head. When Incubus goes to kick Fugitive’s head again, Fugitive quickly reaches out, and pulls Incubus’s leg, causing Incubus to fall to the ground, and hit his head off the steps. Both men lie on the ground, holding their heads. They lie still for quite some time before they both start to stir, one after the other. Incubus crawls to one side of the ring, and grabs onto the ropes; and Fugitive crawls to the opposite side and grabs onto the ropes at that side. Both men use the ropes to pull themselves to their feet. They then run at each other, and both clothesline each other at exactly the same time. This sends both men to the mat again. Fugitive is the first to move. He gets to his feet, and looks pissed off. So he grabs hold of the ring steps and slams them down onto the back of Incubus’s head repeatedly. Incubus quickly rolls out the ring, to escape any further damage. Fugitive stands in the ring, trying to catch his breath. He waits for a moment, as Incubus gets to his feet on the outside. Incubus climbs up to the ring apron. Fugitive then runs at Incubus, but Incubus ducks and pulls down the top rope, sending Fugitive flying over the ropes to the outside, and straight through a table that had already been set up.]
Phil: What a clever move by Incubus! But unfortunately, that does not win the match for him, as the table was not on fire.
Steve: Just as Fugitive was beginning to mount some offence, Incubus turned it round again. [Incubus stands for a moment on the ring apron, looking into the crowd at the other side of the ring. He notices that the crowd are booing him, but he does not care. As he is not paying attention to Fugitive, he is suddenly powerbombed off the apron and to the ground below by Fugitive. Fugitive is quick to take advantage as he lifts Incubus up and connects with a swinging fisherman suplex to Incubus. Fugitive then slides Incubus into the ring, along with another table. Fugitive then slides in the ring, picks Incubus up and hits him with a full nelson bulldog. Fugitive then steps up the table in the center of the ring. He proceeds to go over and pick up the canister of gasoline. He takes the top off and starts pouring the gasoline all over the table. He drenches the table in gasoline. He then picks up the box of matches. He takes out one match, and strikes it against the side of the box, causing the match to light. He then tosses the lit match onto the table covered in gasoline. The table suddenly goes alight in a blaze of fire. The crowd turn away for a moment, as the light produced is very bright.
Phil: Here we go, we now have a flaming table in the center of the ring.
Steve: The heat coming from that thing is intense!
As Fugitive turns around, hes met by Incubus and a dropkick from hell, as Fugitive falls backwards and breaks the flaming table in half. Security is in there at once with fire extinguishers to put Fugitive and the table completely out.
Phil: Damn Incubus was playing possum I think, he caught Fugitive on the turnaround.
Steve: Fugitive appears to be ok.
Out of the crowd we see Myris come running out and nail Incubus in the back of the head. He then nails Incubus with a front Russian Leg Sweep into the broken table in the ring. Myris stands up plays to the crowd, he is noticeably wearing a Fallen Angels T-Shirt. From the rampway we see Glenn Owen clapping, Glenn smiles and disappears backstage.
From the rampway we see KC Kirk Canyon come running down. But before he enters we see Fugitive nail Myris.
Phil: I think Fugitive didnt appreciate Myris coming in towards the end. Myris and Fugitive begin to brawl.
KC comes in and nails both men as both quickly exit the ring. KC helps up Incubus, Incubus nods his head as if saying thank you, but just as soon as Incubus is up, KC nails him with a spinning heel kick!
Steve: Oh my!
Phil: This just isnt Incubus night is it? Everyone and their mother is beating on him. hahaha
Steve: Well lets clean up the mess in the ring.
Interviewer: I am here, in the locker room of Alexis Walker, who has several things which she wants to talk about. Now, Alexis, the first thing we think about when we hear your name right now is the simple fact that you are undefeated here in the SFT. You have beaten Allisa O'Toole, Megan The Monster and last week you defeated Ice. Why do you think you are doing so well here right now?
Alexis Walker: 'Cause ya got a mess in the back. You got a buncha gals used to photoshoots and not used to real fights and, on top of that, I take a differant approch to the whole works.
Interviewer: Well, for whatever reason, you are doing fantastic here, but the one thing that appears to be quite controversial in the back, is your finisher, the Snake Bit Love. It has finished off each of your opponents so far, but what gave you do idea for the Snake Bit Love... and where did the name come from?
Alexis Walker: The name I got from a Motorhead tune I happen to enjoy, and it matches the effective and quick acting effect of the move. Far as the idea itself, it was one of the few real rasslin' moves I was taught.
Interviewer: And what drives you to kiss your opponent, then eventually spit on them. It seems to have a blowing effect on your opponents personal morale and dignity. In fact, because of your actions, Allisa O'Toole seems obsessed to make sure she has a rematch against you. Is this what you intended it to do?
Alexis Walker: Well kind of weird thinking that the kiss seems a fitting way to follow up snake bite love. Spitting on them, well that's just salt in the wound of having lost their fight to me and if alli cat wants another go-round all she's gotta to do is ask but it'll be worst then the first, I can promise her that much.
Interviewer: Moving on from this subject... All the current SFT critics seem to be deeming you as the next Brandi James. Considering she is now one of the top SFT superstars, competing for titles such as the US Title, do you take this as an offense, or a compliment?
Alexis Walker: Can't say. Haven't seen or heard much out of this "superstar", but if shes anything like the lil silverspoon blondies I've seen so far it damn sure, be an insult.
Interviewer: I'm sure she won't like hearing that, but... As far as I can see from your recent promos and talks in the backstage area, the biggest mistake the SFT has made so far is not putting you in this PPV. I must admit, the only women competing in the PPV are Brandi James and Allisa, and neither are taking part in a Women's Match. What do you think about this and that fact that you, personally, are not involved in Winds Of Change?
Alexis Walker: Well, as far as the Women's strap, thats the concern of some one else but apparently I ain't been taken seriously enough when it comes to the suits, so I'm just gonna have to give them another reason. If it happens at Winds Of Change it happens there... If it happens at Slaughter, it's there. Fact of it is, though 'tween titans and whenever they wake up and call me I might just get bored and take it on yself to raise some hell.
Interviewer: Do you think that you should be involved in a Women's Title match when it finally happens? Of course you're number one contender right now, but do you want to be Women's Champ, considering the lack of talent?
Alexis Walker: I ain't in-particular looking for the strap, but if i can get a real fight out of this place by fighting for that title then whatever happens, happens.
Interviewer: Well thanks for that...
The Interview makes her way to door and looks back to Alexis.
Interviewer: I got to talk to Allisa now. She's top priority right now, you know, being in a match for the PPV and everything...
Alexis Walker: Hang on, what the hell did you just say??
Interviewer: Urm...
Alexis Walker: I know what you said you bitch. Alexis stands up and walks towards The Interviewer. She towers over the small frame of the small woman and can't help but laughing.
Alexis Walker: You're just the same as the rest of them. I beat Allisa, remember, and I'm still not doing anything? Why's that lil silver spooned barbie getting all the attention, hey?
Interviewer: Oh, er...
Alexis Walker: I'll tell you why, you dumb bitch. It's because she has a match, I don't. Everything is alli cat this and alli cat that.
Interviewer: But, I need to get to Allisa now... can you let me go now?
Once again, Alexis laughs in her face. Then she continues the embarressment by grabbing the Interviewer's head and holding it over her arm before dropping to the ground, nailing the Snake Bit Love on the Interviewer. She kicks her out of the way and opens the door, picks up the small woman and throws her out into the corridor, causing her to smash into the wall, knocking her unconscious. Alexis brushes her hands together and goes back to doing the things she was doing prior to the interview.
End segment
Phil: Wow looks like Alexis has a grudge going big time. Ok we’re ready to see the women thats been her focus for a while now. Allisa O’Toole
Allisa versus Radiant Lightweight Title Match
Steve: Ummm...Didn't it used to be called the Jr. Heavyweight?
Phil: Yeah but I guess they like Lightweight better, it was Pettis who changed the name of the title to Jr. Heavyweight Title, he didnt bother to ask anyone if they liked it, so I guess the real owner of SFT changed it back to its real name.
Steve: Ohhh. Yeah I like the name Lightweight, Jr just has a dumb feel to it.
Phil: LOL, Well Allisa and Radiant will be the two competitors for this vacant belt after Black dropped it.
Steve: Boy that Black is on a roll, hell I look for him to be World Champion sooner or later.
Phil: Well indeed he is, but whom do you look to prosper in our third match tonight.
Steve: Ummm...wow, both of them are great. Allisa was Junes rookie of the month, Radiant was also rookie of the month. They actually shared the honor. And here tonight it can be for the true rookie also.
Phil: Indeed, and the Lightweight gold. And anyway who do you think will walk out with those respectable terms?
Steve: Well I think Radiant will walk out of here with the belt. He has been impressing me each and every week, taking on big names, holding his own, been the topic of discussion.
Phil: Well I have a different view, I think Allisa wins. I mean it will be close, because both are uprising stars, but right now I see Allisa as the best woman in the SFT. Although I am not too sure.
A man walks down to the ring with the Lightweight belt and hands it to the referee. He places it in his arms and waits for the competitors to arrive.
Steve: Well it looks different, ha ha!
Phil: You are very odd.
"Gimme Fuel, Gimme Fire, Gimme which that I Desire!!!" by Metallica hits the speakers and thunders throughout the arena. It's immediately followed up by a tremendous sound of boos by the crowd. Radiant throws aside the curtain and walks out onto the staging area. He raises his arms in the air and crosses his wrists in a "X" manner synchronized with red and orange fireworks and purple pyros off to the side. He struts down to the ring taunting a few fans along the way and then slides into the ring and spits a mist of water over the top rope landing into the crowd. Weighing in at 220 pounds, he is 6'1", hailing from Royal Oak Michigan, he is Radiant!
Steve: That's my pick!
Phil: We'll see.
Radiant stares at the belt as he jumps around loosening up. He shakes his head back and forth and puts his hands on his knees and bends over. He points to the belt and smiles.
Steve: Look at that determined look!
Darling Violetta by Angel Theme begins to play and Allisa walks out from the ramp. He shakes her hand in the air as the crowd cheers. She wears a large fur coat and sunglasses and begins tagging fans hands. Weighing in at 108 pounds, standing 5'6" tall, and her hometown is Dublin, Ireland, she is Allisa!
Phil: She looks very anxious.
Steve: Both of them do.
Allisa enters the ring and glances at Radiant momentarily; she snatches the Lightweight belt and raises it in the air. She hands it back to the referee and he raises it with both hands and shows the crowd. He hands it to the ring announcer and he sets it on the announce table.
Steve: We are about under way.
The timekeeper rings the bell and the match is under way. Radiant makes he first move and puts Allisa in a headlock. He wrenches her head tightly and runs and performs a quick bulldog. Radiant stands back up and begins to stomp on Allisas back. She flops up and down and Radiant walks to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He raises a hand and nods his head and smiles. Allisa gets up and pulls his legs out causing him to land on his face. She pulls him out to the middle of the ring and applies an ankle lock. Radiant twists and turns with all his might and causes Allisa to lose her grip. He kicks her in the chest and fireman carries her to the ground.
Phil: Action packed!
Steve: Back and forth...back and forth!
Radiant gets back up and grabs Allisa arm. He twists it around and places her in a pin. 1...and a kick out.
Steve: Not yet!
Phil: I have a feeling this one may go on for a while.
Radiant and her stand back up and Radiant sends her to the corner. He jumps on her and performs a swinging DDT off the ropes. He lifts her back up with Allisa in a neckbreaker position and lifts her in a suplex and brainbusters her hard to the mat. Radiant stands back up and runs to the ropes and comes back and frontflip splashes her.
Steve: Oh that was nice.
Phil: Not bad.
Steve: No it was awesome.
Phil: Ok stop.
Back in the ring Radiant has stood back up and is starting to climb the ropes over in the far corner. He steps out onto the ring apron and climbs on top of one rope after another. Radiant reaches the top and leaps off flips in the air landing a beautiful Shooting Star Press onto Allisa. He continues to lay on Allisa as the ref begins a count.
1,2, Kick out!
Steve: Damn this match is intense.
Phil: That's why it's called a Lightweight match.
Radiant kneels up onto his knees and places his hands on his head in shock. He stands up and gets into the face of the ref and starts complaining. Much valuable time passes by and Allisa stands finally. She taps Radiant on the shoulder and watches him turn around. He turns around and is met up with a kick in the gut and then followed by a sunset flip into a pin by Allisa.
1, 2, Kick out!
Steve: Ha Allisa almost took one there.
Phil: Yeah your pick is starting to look a little doubtful now.
Steve: He'll recover.
Phil: Sure
Meanwhile in the ring Allisa pushes Radiants legs over and stands up along with Radiant. They stare at each other each with an intense look in their eyes. They quickly lock up and work each other back into a corner. The ref runs over to the two and divides them up by getting in between them. Radiant sticks his hands in the air as if he didn't do anything wrong but he suddenly kicks the off guard Allisa in the gut. She holds her stomach in pain as she takes a few steps back and is soon met up with a hard right clothesline by Radiant. Radiant runs the ropes and drops an elbow on Allisa on his way back. Radiant stands up and grabs the head of Allisa and picks her up. Radiant whips Allisa into the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Allisa ducks under it. She bounces off the ropes and catches Radiant with a flying forearm shot. Radiant goes down hard. Allisa stands up and picks up Radiant. She whips him into the corner and follows up with a clothesline. Radiant is met by her arm and gets sandwiched into the turnbuckle as well making it a double whammy on himself. Allisa picks up Radiants legs and places him onto the top ropes. She climbs to the second rope and jumps up and hooks her legs around Radiants head and flips backwards hitting a nice hurricarana on Radiant. They both hit the mat and Allisa is able to roll a cover on Radiant.
1,2, Kick out!
Steve: AHHH hang on Radiant!
Phil: Jesus Christ Radiant barely got out of that one.
Steve: Both have taken quite a lot out of each other so far.
Phil: That's what's making it so interesting now.
Allisa stands up and is staggering just to stand straight. Radiant stands up as well winded as hell. Allisa runs at Radiant, but it gets reversed by Radiant into a hard sleeper drop. Radiant wastes no time and hooks a leg for another cover.
1,2, Kick out!
Radiant pushes himself up and does it with Allisa as well. They both reach to their feet yet again. Radiant attempts to whip her into the ropes but Allisa counters and whips him into the ropes. Radiant bounces into the ropes and ducks under a attempted clothesline by Allisa. Allisa turns around and his suddenly hit right in the jaw with a superkick by Radiant. Radiant quickly picks up Allisa knowing a superkick isn't enough to put her away. He whips her into the ropes and again. Allisa hits the ropes and is on her way back as just then Radiant does a somersault and then leaps up into a superkick or as he calls it Torrid Winter!. Devastating as it is Radiant makes a pin.
1, 2, Allisa gets the shoulder up!
Steve: Radiant had that! Damn Allisa to hell!
Phil: Easy big fella if you hadn't noticed Radiant has control of the match still.
Steve: Oh yeah.
Phil: Idiot.
Radiant again is immediately put into disbelief, but gets smart and picks up Allisa again. Allisa attempts a comeback and starts punching Radiant in the stomach Radiants feet lift into the air with each and every shot received. Allisa kicks Radiant in the gut and she places his head in between her legs. She lifts him into the air into a powerbomb position and starts running straight with him. She finally slams him down with a running powerbomb. The impact is tremendous so she makes a pinning predicament out of it.
1, 2, Radiant kicks out with tenacity!
Steve: Radiant is slipping again.
Phil: Yeah it looks like your guy has just about been finished off.
Steve: Oh no he hasn't just watch.
Phil: Whatever!
Steve: Dammit don't be smart with me!
Allisa decides to lift Radiant back up. She motions for the Irish Cream. She hold his head but Radiant pushes her away and suplexes her back on her neck.
1...2...3...4...
Allisa and Radiant try to stagger up. Radiant is the first to stand up though and begins to land some swift kicks to the side of Allisa. She coughs heavily from teh stifling blows. Radiant smiles and raises his arms. He runs over to the ropes and climbs them awaiting her approach towards him. She finally stands up and Radiant moonsualts off and connects in her chest. He pins her. 1...2...and no not a three.
Steve: Here he comes!
Radaint looks upset and stands up. He says it is time for his finisher. He sends Allisa to teh ropes and sets her on toop. He climbs with her. Allisa quickly punches him off the mat and climbs to the top. Radiant stands up and she leaps off going for a hurricuranna but is caught in a powerbomb. She quickly spins around and is on his shoulders now. Allisa backflips off and turns Radaint around. Radiant then sets her up in the Salt in a Wound. He lands in near the ropes and covers. 1...2...Allisa puts her leg on the rope. Radiant goes ballistic and stands up. He looks at the ref and he points to the ropes. Radiant helpe her to her feet and he puts her head under his legs. He raises his arms high in the air and flips her up. Allisa punches him and pushes off. She lands on her feet in front of him and he tries to clothesline her. She ducks and he elbows her in the head. Raiant proceeds to ddts her. He covers. 1...2...and a kick out. He is really pissed now and walks to the ropes. He climbs to the top and slips. Allisa gest up quickly. She climbs to the top also. They weave back and forth and Radiant tries to set her up in a quick Salti n the Wound. He is going to do it off the top.
Steve: Holy shit!
He goes off with her but Allisa somehow also does the Irish Cream and Radiant also lands a messed up Salt in the Wound. The land on the outside as blood spurts from Radiant. The count begins.
Phil: Can they get up?
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...Allisa is the first up and Radiant follows her.
9...10...
Both slide in after the 10 and the match is over.
Phil: It's over!
They are sprawled out in the ring now and do not move. All of a sudden President Jesus makes his way out.
Phil: here comes the Prez!
He slowly struts down the ramp and asks for a microphone.
President Tony Jesus: Well it seems these two both win the title. And they will both defend it.
Radiant looks up with blood blocking his view and hobbles to his feet. Allisa is in the corner and Radiant is pissed. The President leaves smiling and Radiant finally succesfully does the Salt in the Wound. He lifts her up again and does it again. Again he lifts her up and tosses her to the corner. He lifts her on top and climbs. He atomic drops her off the top and she lands on her foot wrong and screams loudly. Radiant laughs and exits the ring. He snatches the belt and walks off. Paramedics rush to the ring and check her ankle out. The camera fades to the announcers.
Phil: She looks hurt!
Steve: Her ankle may be broken!
Phil: None the less what a great match!
Fireball walks away.
Phil: Its coming, thats for sure, the war is coming.
Steve: yes but in the meantime we got a lovely lady about to come up, ill take her chaos anyday. yumm.
Ace versus Brandi James versus TV Title Contender Match
Steve: Two men and one women will go head to head to head for that title shot, tell me Phil, who do you have you eye on?
Phil: Are you kidding me, on Brandi James of course, man have you seen the ti…
Steve: Hold on there, I’m talking about whom do you see winning this match?
Phil: Ah Ace, I guess I just want to see Brandi.
Steve: Doses you wife know about this unhealthy fascination you have with Brandi?
Before Phil can answer the question, the lights go out and red fireworks erupt from the ground, then “Getcha Groove On” by Limp Bizkit hits the P.A. system as Rando Sun makes his way from the back and down to ringside.
Candy Peaks: Our next match is a Triple threat for a shot at the SFT Television Title, introducing first. Making his way to the ring, he weights in at 245lbs, hailing from Chicago. He is known as the Master of the Pain Killer, Rando Sun.
The crowd starts to cheer for the fan favorite, who once he reaches ringside, slides under the bottom rope and then begins to bounce from one side to other in anticipation of the arrival of his two opponents for the match up. Then “Never Gonna Stop” by Rob Zombie hits the P.A. system, as the beautiful Brandi James makes here way from the back and down to ringside. The crowd, well the females that is, quickly change from cheering to booing.
Candy Peaks: Introducing next, she weights in at 110 lbs, and hailing from the city of Miami, Brandi James.
As she makes her way down to ringside, she try to enter the ring but Rando blocks every attempt. Finally the ref makes him move back and allows her to enter, but at the same time Rando turns his back to Brandi, only to get caught with a hard low blow from behind. Seeing this the ref call for the bell as Candy Peaks quickly exits the ring. With wasting anytime Brandi quickly goes for the cover…
1…
2…
Kick out from Rando.
Phil: Boy I thought we were about to witness the quickest match in SFT history.
Steve: I was thinking who pissed Ace would have been if he had lost a match without even being involved with the decision…and speak of the devil.
Just then “Here comes the BOOM" is heard throughout the arena as the lights go out. A few seconds later, "Boom" by P.O.D. breaks out in the arena, as red and sliver lights flash around the arena. Smoke appears on the stage. Suddenly, a light shines through the smoke, as Ace makes a beeline to the ring, while Cass follows behind. Once he reaches the ring, he slides under the bottom rope, walks up behind Brandi, grabs a hand full of her hair, and hit a reverse DDT. But instead of going for the cover he quickly gets back to his feet, and walks over to Rando, who is leaning, with his back turned, on top turnbuckle. Ace grabs Rando by the back the head, and hit yet another reverse DDT.
Steve: Look like Ace just cleaned house.
Phil: your tell me, but why isn’t he going for a cover?
After surveying his damage, Ace walks back over to the still down Brandi, gets here to her feet, and irishwhips her into the ring ropes. As she come off the ropes, Ace attempts a clothesline, but Brandi ducks, comes off the ropes once again, and a attempts a cross body block, but Ace just catches her in mid air, and walks around the ring with her in his arms. Then out of nowhere, Rando, who has gotten to his feet, hits a dropkick right to the chin Ace, causing him to fall on his back still carrying Brandi. Once he hit the mat, Brandi stay on top of Ace, in an attempt to score a pin fall, but before the ref can count 1, Rando breaks up the pin with a hard elbow to the back of the head of Brandi. As Brandi rolls off of Ace holding her head, Rando use his foot and pushes her out the ring, he then walks back over to Ace and starts to lay in some hard kicks to his chest and stomach. He then stops, raises Ace to his feet, irishwhips him into the ropes, and as Ace comes off the ropes, he attempts a forearm shot, but Rando counters the move, locks in an armbar, and take Ace back down to the mat. As Ace’s face start to show the pain that he is in, Brandi quickly gets back into the ring, bounce off the ropes and hits Rando with a drop kick off her own, causing him to break the hold.
Phil: Man this has been one hell of a match, I mean no one can seem to get upper hand.
Steve: Well it is damn near impossible to get an upper hand in a Three way match, unless two people start work as a team.
After delivering the drop kick, Brandi quickly goes over to the nearest, corner, climbs it and wait for Rando to face here way. Still a little groggy from the drop kick Rando turns around and Brand jumps off the top rope and attempts a hurricanranna, but Rando blocks the move. He then raise Brandi back up and delivers a spin tingling powerbomb. Rando then begins to point at her while at the same time bad mouthing her, when from behind Ace hits him in the back of the head with a stiff forearm shot, sending Rando to the outside. Ace then quickly goes for the cover on Brandi.
1…
2…
Kick out by Brandi, after the fail pin fall, Ace gets to his feet, while at the same time bring Brandi to hers as well. Ace then grabs her and delivers the Wildcard (Front Russian Leg Sweep).
Phil: WILDCARD, WILDCARD!
Steve: Oh that is, she’s done.
Ace then goes for the cover.
1…
2…
The count is broken up when out of nowhere Rando hits the Sun Splash (5 Star Frog Splash) on top of both Ace and Brandi, laying all there wrestlers out in the middle of the ring.
Steve: OUCH!
Phil: You know I heard that Brandi likes it rough, but I don’t think this is what she had in mind.
As the ref checks on all there wrestlers, he then begins to lay in the ten count.
1…
2…
3…
Suddenly Brandi starts to move, and she gets to her feet, still groggy, she makes an attempt to grab a ring rope, but somehow loses her balance and falls right to the arena floor.
4…
5…
Finally both Ace and Rando get to their feet, with the help of the ring ropes, the two then wobble to the center of the ring and begin to exchange blows. While still on the outside, Brandi once again gets to her feet, but still off balance she this time stumbles backwards into Cass, Cass in turns shoves Brandi in the back. Upon this happening Brandi turns around and the two women start to get into a shouting matching.
Phil: CATFIGHT!
Steve: Easy there tiger, calm you hormones.
Back in the ring Ace starts to win the exchange, but is stop by a rack to the eyes. As Ace backs away in pain, Rando turns him around, kicks him in the gut, and delivers a piledriver. While on the outside of the ring, the two women continue to argue but when Cass raise her hand to slap Brandi, Brandi raises her hands in air and starts to back away. Seeing this Cass rolls her eyes and Brandi and starts to walk away, but Brandi come up from behind, grabs Cass by the hair and slams her face into the ring barrier. Meanwhile back inside the Rando makes an attempt to apply the Boston Crab, but Ace is fighting it. Finally Rando has locked in the hold, and as the ref is checking on Ace, Brandi reenters the ring, bounces off the rope, and grabs Rando by the head from behind and hits a bulldog, causing him to break the hold on Ace. Brandi then gets to here feet, climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle, jumps off and hits Rando with the Long Kiss Goodnight (Corkscrew Moonsault), she follows up with the cover.
1…
2…
But Ace breaks up the count with a boot to the back of Brandi’s head. Ace then try to raise Brandi to her feet only to be stop short by a low blow from Brandi.
Phil: Boy if your going to wrestle Brandi James, and you are a man, it would be very wise choice to wear a cup.
Steve: Well I know to guy that wish they had taken that advises.
As Ace doubles over in pain, Brandi quickly gets to her feet, grabs Ace, and hits the Final Nail (Impaler), she then goes for the cover
1…
2…
Rando breaks up the count, as he dives and hits Brandi in the back with a forearm. Frustrated Brandi gets to her feet and begins to kick both men, switch from one to the other. As she stomps away from both men, both Rando and Ace get to their feet, but instead of fighting each other, then exchange stare, and then they both start to walk behind Brandi. Unaware of what going around behind her, Brandi starts to back up and then bumps into both men. Suddenly both men grab her and attempt to hit a double back drop, but Brandi flips out of the move, starts backing into the ring ropes, but is low bridges by Cass, who pull on the top rope causing Brandi to flip out of the ring and onto the arena floor. As Brandi gets to her feet, she tries to get away from Cass, who is hot pursuit behind her. Brandi then slides back into the ring as the ref cut off Cass, but in a last attempt to grab, Brandi, Cass grabs her by her top and rips it clean off, exposing Brandi breast to the world.
Steve: QUICK GO TO A COMMERCIAL!
Phil: We can’t this is damn Per Pay View, and besides that man would you look at those… man she could breast feed me anytime.
As everyone in the arena stares in shock, Brandi looks around for a moment then covers her self, and rushes out of the ring and makes mad dash for the backstage area. As Rando continues to watch her leave, Ace quickly spins him around, kicks him in the gut, and delivers the Blackjack (Inverted DDT), he then goes for the cover
1…
2…
3…
DING, DING.
Steve: That’s it Ace has done, he gets the shot at the Television title, man what match
Phil: huh, what did you say?
Steve: You’ll have to excuse my partner, he still in shock at the sight of Brandi’s breast.
The System versus The Foundation Stable Cup Match
Steve: The Stable Cup match follows that, but I dont even know if the main event can follow that. What a match!
Phil: Well, the Stable Cup will have no choice to follow that.
Steve: And what a war this match will be. The System and the Foundation have had such a rivalry as of late, that the hatred meter in this match is off the chart.
With that said..."Welcome Burden" by Disturbed blasts as Triple X, Eliminator, and Incubus make their way down the ramp. They are all wearing Foundation t-shirts. They make a slow walk and then hit 3 corners of the ring as flashes fill the arena.
"Bad Boy For Life" remix by P. Diddy blasts as Exterminator, Fox, and Ice make their way to the ring. Ice is noticably wearing the One Percenters t-shirt. He walks slowly behind Exterminator and Fox not really wanting to be apart of this match. Exterminator and Fox take off their System shirts and get ready for action.
Phil: It's interesting to note that Ian Wynn wanted Ice to fulfill his obligations for this match.
Steve: Even so Phil, Ice's contract forces him to be here whether he wants to or not.
Triple X and Incubus stand at ringside, as Eliminator calmly adjust his wristbands in his corner. Exterminator nods at Ice and Fox, as he immediately charges at Eliminator. Eliminator takes him down with a drop toe-hold, and hangs on to Exterminator's legs as he lays on the mat. Eliminator then reaches around and grabs Exterminator's chin, and wrenches in a modified STF. Exterminator reaches the ropes and tag outs to Fox.
Eliminator tags out to Incubus, as Fox steps into the ring for his team. Incubus and Fox lock up, as Eliminator sneaks around to Ice's corner and pulls him off the apron. Incubus sends Fox to the ropes, and clotheslines him to the mat, as Eliminator takes Ice and irish whips him into the steel ring steps. In the ring, Incubus picks up Fox once more, and holds him like he's setting him up for a powerbomb. He reaches in and tags Triple X, and Triple X climbs to the top turnbuckle.
Incubus lifts Fox up for a powerbomb, but Triple X grabs Fox by the neck in a cravat. Triple X then leaps off the top rope, and gives Fox a stunner as Incubus drops him! Fox is out cold on the mat, as Eliminator still has Ice screaming in pain at ringside. Incubus goes for a cover on Fox, but the ref is distracted by the outside disruption. He breaks up Eliminator and Ice and sets them back to their corners.
Phil: Ref! There is a pin in the ring damnit.
Steve: Incubus has this one.
The ref comes back in...1...2...and Fox kicks out. Incubus shoots up and gets in the ref's face. He is really laying a verbal bashing into the ref now.
Phil: The ref deserves this beating right now.
As Incubus argues, Fox makes his way over to the corner and tags in Ice. Ice comes charging at Incubus and tackles him from behind. He begins to wail away at him with rights and lefts. The ref makes the five count and both Ice and Incubus get up. Incubus walks over to Triple X and tags him in. Both men come charging at each other and begin to lock it up. Triple X puts Ice in a hammerlock, only for it to be reversed by Ice and he locks in a hammerlock of his own. Triple X then breaks free, but Ice hits Triple X square in the face with a pump kick. Ice hooks the leg of Triple X.....1.....2.....Triple X kicks out. Ice picks up Triple X and whips him off the ropes. As Triple X comes back, Ice hits a drop toe hold on him knocking him down. Ice then goes towards the ankle of Triple X and put him in an ankle lock. Triple X begins to scream in pain, and the ref asks if he wants to tap. Triple X shakes his head no and Ice tightents the hold. Triple X rolls out of it and sends Ice flying through the ropes. He slowly crawls over to Eliminator and tags the fresh man in. Ice crawls back into the ring and Elim throws him into the System corner. He points to Exterminator and says he wants more of Exterminator. Ice tags Exterminator back in.
Phil: Looks like Eliminator has mind made up on who he wants to take out here.
Steve: This could be either very good or very bad. Let's see.
Exterminator and Eliminator lock up. Exterminator shoves Eliminator out to the floor.
Phil and Steve: Wow!
Eliminator rolls into a stomp fest by Exterminator, and is lifted up to his feet. The bell rings, and Exterminator gets the advantage with a series of headbuts. Eliminator turns the table, and nails a snap suplex. Eliminator is saying it's over, and is already thinking about a pin. He covers Exterminator, and gets a one count. Exterminator jumps to his feet and dishes out a belly to belly spin sulpex, which drive's Eliminator's back to the canvas. Exterminator also attempts a cover, and also gets a one count. He lifts Sager's up and irish whips him, but is caught with a big boot. Eliminator uses the time to catch his breath, and then goes over to inflict more damage but is brought down with a blatent low blow. Exterminator then hits a leaping facebuster, and goes for the cover. Incubus enters the ring and makes the save. Just then, Fox jumps in, then Triple X and Ice jump in.
Phil: Oh no, the ref has lost control here.
Steve: It's an all out brawl.
Fox and Incubus tackle eachother to the outside and then over the guardrail as the fans cirlce around them. They throw punches back and forth. Eliminator and Exterminator fight up the stage area. Inside the ring, Triple X hits Ice with a brainbuster. He then whips Ice to the ropes and hits a sidewalk slam. He picks Ice up and kicks him in the stomach and hits the Xplosion. Fox clocks Incubus with a stiff clothesline...the ref counts...1...2...Fox tries to make the save...3! Fox is too late.
Phil: My God what a match!
Steve: Ups and downs...downs and ups...this was crazy.
Phil: And the Foundation retains the Stable Cup once again.
The Foundation stand outside the ring celebrating. Inside the ring, Fox and Exterminator are yelling at Ice. Fox pushes Ice into the ropes and Ice comes back and pushes Fox. Fox kicks Ice in the stomach, then puts Ice into a suplex but comes down with a powerbomb aka Deaths Wake. He drags Ice to the corner and hits The End...a top rope powerbomb.
Steve: Ice is getting systematically taken apart, and the Foundation are standing on the ramp just watching this onslaught laughing.
Suddenly, The One Percenters rush the ring, passing the Foundation in the process. Vicious, Ian Wynn, and Juni Li slide into the ring. Ian connects with a few punches to Fox and Vicious to Exterminator. The System retreat through the fans as the One Percenters help Ice to his feet.
Phil: The One Percenters make the save, but the damage was done Steve.
With that, the Foundation walk their way up the ramp. Suddenly, two men run out from backstage wearing black masks. With kendo sticks in hand, they beat down the champions. With all three down, the two men hold the kendo sticks in the air forming a big "X". The two men leave through the crowd and are gone.
Steve: Now what the hell was that? Jesus God, what a weird ending to a great match.
Phil: I think we need to recap. First, Triple X beats Ice and retains the Stable Cup for the Foundation. Then the System takes exception to their former member costing them the title shot and beat the shit outta him. Then Ice's new stable, the One Percenters come out and make the save. Then following that, two masked men beat down the Foundation.
Steve: Whew...that's a lot to grasp. I think it's time to move on.
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
We see Damien Sparks about to enter his lockeroom, he is with Brandi James as well. But before he can enter Dave Sagers and Banshee stop him.
Damien: Can I help you guys?
Dave: I think its we who can help you.
Damien: huh?
Banshee: You seek something dont you, something you just cant put your finger on.
Damien looks at them with a quiet look.
Banshee: In the back of your mind you hear them don’t you?
Damien: Hear who?
Dave: You know who. We can arrange a meeting if you like, theyll show you the road you seek, and guide you through to that next place.
Banshee: Just come with us, all they ask is a few minutes of your time.
Damien looks at Brandi, Brandi looks at him with a bit of aprehension.
Brandi: Damien don’t do it, theyre Fallen Angels, bad enough they got Glenn Owen as a leader, they also have Shadow, and he’s just too strange for my taste.
Dave: Thats absolutely correct, but its his choice to make, all we ask is a few minutes...please.
Damien looks at Brandi “Just wait for me here Brandi, I’ll be back in 15 minutes I promise.”
Damien walks away with Dave and Banshee as we end the segment.
Back to ringside.
RW: Ok is it me or are the Angels getting some heat started up again.
Steve: I dont know but if they manage to score Damien thats a big notch for them and will mean even more power on their side thats for sure, but time will tell if he joins them or not.
Connor Macdaddy versus Vicious Hardcore Title Match
JC: Oh, there is going to be plenty of carnage in this match Randy, I can promise you that now.
Rage Against the Machine's Broken Man plays as Connor MacDaddy comes out from the back and walks down to the ring. He is wearing his Connor MacDaddy t-shirt. He steps into the ring from a mixed reaction from the crowd, and starts flexing his mussels around ready to fight.
JC: He looks quit relaxed considering what he is about to face.
Attitude by Metallica erupts through the arena, on the Strikeatron we see the words its all about ATTITUDE!!! and we then hear the words You want Attitude I got it, you want intensity, I got it and Im coming to kick some ASS. Vicious walks down to the ring from a good reaction from the crowd, and as he steps in the ring, he throws of his t-shirt to a young kid in the crowd.
RW: Vicious sure does look ready to fight. This man does not plan on losing his Hardcore championship anytime soon.
The bell rings and the match gets under way. Connor starts by laying into Vicious with right hands to the head, but Vicious starts by giving them straight back. Vicious manages to get the upper hand and gives Connor a boot to the groin, which sends Connor down to the mat. Vicious starts kicking away, but Connor swings his arm around and manages to unbalance Vicious. He then punches Vicious in the groin from the floor, which sends Vicious down on one knee. Connor now manages to get behind him and gives him a hard thump in the back. He picks Vicious up by the hair. He throws him into the ring ropes, and goes for a clothesline on the way back, but Vicious ducks. Vicious then goes for a hard right hand to the head on his way back, but Connor manages to duck. Then Connor runs into the ropes and when both men meet again in the middle, they both connect with a hard clothesline to the head, which sends both men crashing down onto the mat together in great pain.
RW: Whoa. Both these men look out to kill each other.
JC: It certainly seems as if neither of them are planning to give up without blood being shed.
Connor is the first man to get to his feet. He manages to stumble out of the ring, and starts looking around for a weapon. He pulls the ring announcer out of his chair, and folds up the chair and throws it into the ring. He then looks under the ring and finds a baseball bat. With the bat in hand, he climbs back into the ring.
RW: Ahh here we go, now it’s time for some real Hardcore action….
JC: Yeah but come on, a baseball bat. That’s a bit unfair
RW: Well you go tell that to Connor then and see where it gets you.
JC: I’m not daft you know. Look what happened when you tried to strike up for BBA. Shadow threw you out of the ring.
RW: Oh thanks for reminding me of that.
Connor walks over to Vicious with an evil look on his face with the bat in hand, but straight away, Vicious kicks out at Connor, and manages to get back on his feet. He takes a few right hands to Connors face, and manages to get him down onto one knee. Vicious then goes over to get the chair, and he brings it down on Connors back with a huge thud, and Connor literally screams out in pain.
RW: Oh my, that’s got to hurt Connor. You should have used the bat while you could.
Vicious drops the chair and brings the dazed Connor to his feet. He hits him a few times around the face and throws him into the ring ropes. On his return, he sticks out his foot which connects with Connor’s face sending him down once again. Now it’s Vicious who goes out of the ring and looks for more weapons. He grabs a table and brings it into the ring. He moves it over to one corner and sets up the table, and the crowd are now really getting into things.
RW: GET THE TABLE JOHNY. It’s like the Dudley’s of old
JC: This could be interesting. We don’t see enough tables in Strike Fantasy Towers. More tables needed I feel.
Vicious brings Connor to his feet again, and puts him on top of the ring rope in the corner where he has set up the table. He then climbs up and starts hitting Connor in the head whole the crowd count along.
1.…..2.…..3.……4.…..5.……6.……7.……8.……9.……………..10
RW: Ten hits to the head on the top rope, and it seems like Vicious has not finished yet.
11.…..12.…..13.……………14.……………..15
Suddenly, Connor gives out a push with all the strength he can, and puts Vicious off balance. He then gives another push, and unable to stop himself, Vicious falls backward, and as he does, he goes straight threw the very table he set up, and the table breaks into 3 pieces. After seeing this, Connor just falls of the top of the ring rope and collapses in a heap on the floor.
RW: OH MY GOD. Vicious has paid the price.
JC: I’ve never seen a table break like that before. Both me look hardly able to breath. And look at Connor, the old cuts have opened.
Connor, lying near motionless has blood pouring down his face from the hard right hands, and Vicious is now slowing moving around trying to regain himself on his feet, although he is having no luck. Connor manages to crawl across and places his arm over Vicious and the ref starts counting.
1.….2.…… somehow Vicious manages to kick out.
RW: Oh my god I thought that was over. Looks like this match is going to continue.
After a minute, both men are on there feet, although each man is holding onto a ring rope. Connor makes his way over to Vicious, and starts trying to hit away on him, but Vicious just gives it straight back. Vicious kicks Connor, and makes his way over to the baseball bat. He is about to turn and hit Connor with it, but Connor fly’s over and throws himself into Vicious back. Connor picks up the baseball bat and swings it around Vicious head. He straight away falls to the mat, and we can now see blood poring out of Vicious all over the ring mat.
RW: Evil, completely evil. Connor is not ready to give up without a fight.
Connor then takes Vicious over to the rope and throws him headfirst into the corner. Vicious turns around and then throws Connor into the corner. He then takes a small run u and knee Connor in the gut so bad, he rolls down and out of the ring, and Vicious is not far behind. Both men are now out of the ring. Vicious takes Connor headfirst and smashes him into the English announcers table, and his head bounces back with a huge thud. Connor now turns around and grabs Vicious by the neck. Connor head buts Vicious and he falls back into the table. Connor now goes and grabs the ring bell and walks back over the vicious. He is about to swing the ring bell into his Head, when Vicious moves out of the way, and forces Connor into the table, and his head lands on the ring bell.
RW: Oh my God. That’s incredible. Vicious has more strength than we realize.
JC: You can say that again. The man looks unbeatable tonight.
Vicious then stands back and looks and the bloody Connor lying on the floor. He then raises his arm in the air, and then picks Connor up with both his hands. In an amazing show of strength, he lifts Connor clean in the air, and over his head. The crowd are now gong wild. He then drops Connor straight down and threw the table.
RW: NO WAY!!!!!!! NO WAY AT ALLL!!!!!!!
JC: Yes way, Vicious has just pick up Connor MacDaddy and literally thrown him threw the English announcers table.
Vicious then gets down and lays himself over Connors body.
1.……….2.……………3
The Ref calls for the bell.
RW: It’s over, Vicious has beaten Connor MacDaddy in a match full of nothing but carnage, and he has retained his Hardcore title.
The ref raises Vicious hand, and the crowd continue to cheer as his music fires up. As the ref is hold his hand in the air, KC Kirk Canyon comes running over the crowd, and out to where Vicious is standing. While Vicious is not watching, he grabs him from behind, and puts him in a chokehold.
JC: what the hell. Who asked him to come out hear.
RW: And what’s the deal with all this. The man has been through enough
Canyon then slams Vicious head into the next announcers table, and then grabs a chair and starts hitting away on him.
RW: This is not fair, it’s just not fair.
When Vicious is lying on the crowd unable to move, Canyon takes his leave from the area with a huge smile on his face, and huge boo’s from the crowd. Vicious is left lying there hardly unable to move.
JC: Looks like KC is making it clear he is back and he wont be stopped this time.
Mad Dogg versus Banshee US Title Ladder Match
JC: Now I have seen plenty of ladder matches in my time here, and I can tell you that a ladder match can make, or break, someone's career here.
RW: In case some of you are new to the wrestling world, a ladder match is a match where there are no count outs, no DQ, and the only way you can win is if you climb the ladder in the ring and grab hold of the desired item.
JC: It's harder than it sounds, folks. These two men are going to give us their bodies tonight.
RW: Lets see if Mad Dogg can claim back the US title.
JC: Or if Banshee can keep the title.
(The camera then cuts to the ring entrance. We see the ladder that is to be used in this match places in front of the ring. The crowd is cheering and going crazy after seeing all the exciting matches they have witnessed so far. Then a voice shout out to the crowd.)
Voice: IT'S ALL ABOUT THE BENJAMINS BABY!
("All About the Bejamins" plays as the crowd goes crazy knowing that the man known as Mad Dogg is coming out at this time. Green pyro shoots out from both sides of the entrance, and then the titan tron plays clips of all of Mad Dogg's matches. Then from out of the curtain comes Mad Dogg wearing his ring attire and looking more serious than he has ever been before. A weird vibe comes from him, as the crowd looks in awe. Mad Dogg does not do his little dances, nor does he even look at the crowd. He just calmly walks down to the ring with no expression on his face. The announcer Harvey Vaughn stands in the center of the ring.)
Harvey Vaughn: This is a singles ladder match and is for the SFT United States Championship. First making his way to the ring, the challenger, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, and weighing in at 268 pounds “The Flashiest Superstar in the Business“ MAD DOGG!
(Mad Dogg heads towards the steel steps and uses them to enter the ring. Once there, Mad Dogg just stands in the center of the ring not looking at the crowd.)
RW: You can tell that Mad Dogg is not here to fool around.
JC: He hasn't been fooling around ever since his loss to Vicious for the hardcore title.
RW: I think Banshee may be in big trouble here.
(Just as he says that, Banshee's music plays, and the whole place is darkened. Then the whole place gives off flashing lights. Because of this, we can see a figure coming out from the curtain and appearing at the top of the ramp. The lights then come back on and we see Banshee standing there with the US title on his waist. He walks down to the ring giving the same look Mad Dogg gave.)
Harvey Vaughn: Now making his way to the ring at this time, he is the SFT United States Champion BANSHEE!
(Banshee goes under the ladder and slides under the ring, and get up looking at Mad Dogg eye to eye. The two men meet in the center of the ring.)
RW: Uh oh.
JC: What's wrong?
RW: Well did you see what Banshee did? He walked under the ladder. That's bad luck they say. JC: Don't tell me you're superstitious. Besides a man like Banshee makes his own luck, he’s not scared of Mad Dogg not one bit.
(Meanwhile, Mad Dogg and Banshee are still looking at each other eye to eye. Banshee then takes off his belt and hands it to the referee all while still looking at Mad Dogg. The referee holds the title up high in the air, and then hands it over to the timekeeper. Harvey leaves the ring. The bell is rung and the match has officially begun.)
RW: And here we go folks.
JC: The start of what will be a great match.
(After the bell rings, Mad Dogg and Banshee prepare to fight. After a minute of staring, Banshee makes the first move by delivering a left to the face. Mad Dogg backs away a little and holds his face while doing so. He then goes back to where he was, delivers a right to the face of Banshee, and Banshee now backs away holding his face. Banshee then delivers a left from nowhere. Mad Dogg hits him with a right; Banshee with a left; Mad Dogg with a right; Banshee with a left; Mad Dogg with a right; Mad Dogg with another right; another right, and another right. Mad Dogg then irish whips Banshee to the ropes. When Banshee comes back, Mad Dogg goes down, and Banshee jumps above him. When Banshee comes back, Mad Dogg gets up and leapfrogs over Banshee. Banshee bounces off the ropes again, and Mad Dogg goes down placing his feet in the air. Banshee runs into them, and goes flying over Mad Dogg, but Banshee lands on his feet. Banshee turns to the rising Mad Dogg, and goes for a clothesline, but Mad Dogg ducks under and grabs Banshee from behind. He goes for a backdrop, but Banshee once again lands on his feet. Banshee then pushes Mad Dogg from behind into the ropes. Mad Dogg grabs the ropes, and Banshee tires for a roll up, but instead flips himself back up. The two men both go back to staring at each other as the crowd cheers them.)
RW: A great start so far.
JC: That was a good bunch of reversals we just saw.
RW: They haven't even used the ladder yet.
(Mad Dogg and Banshee both then grapple. Mad Dogg places Banshee in a hammerlock, but Banshee elbows Mad Dogg in the head once, twice, three times. Banshee then dropkicks Mad Dogg to the ground. Mad Dogg gets up, but is met with another drop kick. He gets up a third time, and Banshee goes for another dropkick, but Mad Dogg instead grabs the legs while they are in the air, and brings him down hard. He then slingshots Banshee into the turnbuckle post. As Banshee holds his head in pain, Mad Dogg places him in an arm lock, and DDTs him to the ground. Mad Dogg picks up Banshee, and delivers a belly to back suplex. Mad Dogg then climbs the top rope, and goes for a leg drop, but Banshee moves out of the way, and Mad Dogg hits the mat hard. Banshee picks up Mad Dogg, and gives him chops to the chest. The crowd going "woo" after each hit. Banshee then whips Mad Dogg into the turnbuckle post. Banshee runs towards Mad Dogg, and hits a body splash. Mad Dogg staggers, and Banshee climbs up to the top. He then jumps and hits a bulldog from the top. Banshee then notices the ladder outside the ring. The crowd cheers telling him to use it. So he leaves the ring, and heads towards the ladder. He picks up the ladder, and throws it into the ring. Banshee enters the ring, and places the ladder on the turnbuckle post. He then picks up Mad Dogg, and goes to whip him into the ladder, but Mad Dogg telegraphs it, and banshee hits the ladder hard. Mad Dogg then grabs the ladder, and places it on Banshee. Mad Dogg sprints up the turnbuckle post, and hits a split legged moonsault on the ladder and Banshee. Mad Dogg holds his stomach in pain, but he gets up anyway. He grabs the ladder, and sets it up in the center of the ring. He then starts climbing to the top. Banshee notices, and starts climbing to the top of the turnbuckle post. Banshee looks towards Mad Dogg, jumps, and hits a standing dropkick to Mad Dogg which knocks him off the ladder to the mat. The ladder falls onto Mad Dogg.)
RW: Great move by Banshee.
JC: He prevented Mad Dogg from getting the gold, but he could've hurt himself in the process.
(Banshee slowly gets up, and grabs Mad Dogg. He gives him a couple rights to the face, and then scoop slams him. He then sets up the ladder, and starts climbing it to the top. When he reaches the top, he goes to grab the belt, but Mad Dogg slowly starts to get up. Banshee tries to get the belt, but it is just out of reach. Mad Dogg then gets up, and pushes the ladder, causing Banshee to fall off the ladder and onto the outside!)
RW: OH MY GOD! That ladder is about 10 feet right there.
JC: That's not counting the ring itself. He landed right on concrete to.
(The camera turns to Banshee who is not moving. Mad Dogg then grabs the ladder, and sets it up once again. Mad Dogg starts climbing the top rope, and it looks like he's going to get the belt. The crowd cheers like crazy. He goes to grab it, but looks down. He realizes that Banshee has still not moved. Mad Dogg then looks up and notices the belt. He then looks back at Banshee. Mad Dogg then shakes his head, and jumps off the ladder.)
JC: What the hell? Mad Dogg could've been the US Champion.
RW: I think Mad Dogg wants this to be a good fight. He wants to give Banshee a fighting chance. Now that's showing good sportsmanship.
JC: It's showing good stupidity if you ask me.
(Mad Dogg then exits the ring, and heads towards Banshee. He picks up Banshee, and drags him over to the ring. He slides him under the ring, and Banshee slowly starts to get up. Mad Dogg enters the ring as well. He picks up Banshee, and goes for a superkick to the face, but Banshee grabs the foot, and drops him to the ground. He picks up Mad Dogg again, and hits him with a spin kick to the face. Banshee then starts climbing the ladder to the top. He looks down at Mad Dogg, and jumps from the top of the ladder and hits Mad Dogg with a 540 splash! Banshee and Mad Dogg both lay sprawled out on the mat. The referee looks down at both men, and patiently waits for them to get up. Mad Dogg is the first one to move. He slowly gets up using the ropes as support. Banshee now starts moving as well. Both men head towards the ladder, and they both start climbing it to the top. Once both men are there, they stare at each other eye to eye. Mad Dogg then hits him with a left. Banshee with a right; Mad Dogg with a left; Banshee with a right; Mad Dogg with a left; Banshee with a right. Mad Dogg then grabs Banshee by the head, and plants it on the ladder. Mad Dogg then grabs his head. Mad Dogg then does the unthinkable. He jumps off his side, flips over to Banshee's side, and hits Over-Byte off the ladder!)
RW: HOLY SHIT!
JC: That's not possible.
RW: But it is. My god Bnshee is done here folks.
JC: That's just sickening.
(Mad Dogg and Banshee both are out once again. Banshee is holding his neck. After awhile, Mad Dogg slowly gets up. He now realizes this is his chance. He slowly walks over to the ladder. He grabs the ladder for support, and starts climbing it rung by rung. He is about halfway there, when suddenly, Banshee starts to move himself.)
RW: NO WAY! He's up! Banshee is up! This guy just aint human!
JC: How does he do it?
RW: I have no idea.
(Banshee sees Mad Dogg climbing up the ladder. Banshee then grabs the ladder, and starts swaying it left and right. Mad Dogg starts slipping from the ladder. He then falls back down. Banshee then takes the ladder in his hands. Mad Dogg gets up, and Banshee hits him with ladder. He gets up again, and Banshee hits him with the ladder again. Banshee drops the ladder and grabs Mad Dogg. He goes to end it quickly, but Mad Dogg instead kicks him in the gut and hits Dogg Byte!)
RW: DOGG BYTE! DOGG BYTE!
JC: That has to be all for Banshee. (Mad Dogg gets up and sets up the ladder once again. He starts climbing it until he reaches to the top. Suddenly, Banshee gets up in a burst of energy. The crowd goes crazy. Banshee then climbs the ladder on the same side Mad Dogg, grabs him from behind, and hits a powerbomb from the side of the ladder to the ground! RW: Oh Shit Banshee is the man! But None of these guys will give up.
JC: This is insane. Banshee is the most determined son of a bitch I've ever seen.
(Banshee then starts climbing the ladder himself. He slowly gets to the very top, when out of nowhere, Mad Dogg gets up right away, and climbs the other side of the ladder. The two once again meet at the very top. Both men then grab hold of the title at the same time. The ladder then falls to the ground during the struggle, and both men are now hanging on the wire that the belt is on.)
RW: God this match is good.
JC: Who's going to get the belt?
(Mad Dogg and Banshee both start kicking each other off. Suddenly, Banshee is holding on by only one arm. Mad Dogg then slams his fist on Banshee's arm, and Banshee goes down hard. He lays looking up at his title. Mad Dogg then grabs the title and unstraps it. He holds it high in the air, and then plummets down to the ground next to Banshee. The bell rings and the match is finally over.)
RW: HE DID IT! Mad Dogg won the title.
JC: In what was a great match, folks. Both Mad Dogg and Banshee should be cheered for.
RW: So true.
Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match, and the NEW SFT United States champion MAD DOGG!
("All about the Benjamins" plays once again, and Mad Dogg is seen slowly trying to get up. The referee hands Mad Dogg the US title, and Mad Dogg raises his hand in the air as the crowd cheers like crazy. Banshee starts to get up as well. When he does, he eyes Mad Dogg. Mad Dogg looks back at him. Banshee then looks at the title he once had. As the song ends, Banshee takes the belt from Mad Dogg.)
RW: What is he doing?
JC: Looking for trouble it seems.
(Banshee looks at the title for a couple second, but it seems like forever to him. He then looks back at Mad Dogg. He takes the title, and places it on Mad Dogg's shoulder. He then raises his hand high in the air as "All about the Benjamins" plays again.)
RW: I guess Banshee is glad he lost the belt to a guy like Mad Dogg.
JC: It makes me so glad to be in SFT
RW: What a great match. It had just about everything.
(Mad Dogg then exits the ring holding onto the US title for the second time in his career. He turns and faces the crowd before him. They chant the names of both Mad Dogg and Banshee. Banshee leaves as well, and the two men leave only to fight another day.)
RW: Well next up is Black taking on Fox for the IC title AND a number one contender spot for the world title. In a Chaos match no less.
JC: I will be amazed if they can top this match.
Fox versus Black IC Title and World Title contender(Chaos) Match
JC: Which those of you who are new to the match, its no DQs, and falls count anywhere. Introducing first our IC Champion... Black!!!
A solo drum beat echoes three times as it then fades into "Black Clouds" by Papa Roach. The arena goes pitch black as Black steps out from the back. He is followed all the way down to the ring with a devil head spotlight. He slowly gets in the ring as the lights come back on.
The lights go back out and fog lifts around the ramp down to the ring. The voices of children are heard over the speakers and they get louder and louder until one of them says " Can You Hear the Voices?" and then drums are heard getting louder and louder as two bolts of lightning come to either side of the ramp as "Voices" begins to play. As lightning hits Fox in the middle of the pyro that went off... and then slowly walks down to the ring in a blood red robe. He walks down and gets into the ring and then stands on one of the turnbuckles facing a loudly booing crowd and as the lights are still off the pyro goes off on that one turnbuckle as he is on it. He steps down form the turnbuckle and the lights come on. He turns to Fox.
JC: And they are ready. As you see the ref is there only as the person to make the count, everything else goes.
RW: And there's the bell.
Fox yells at Black from the opposite corner “Are you ready little one?”
Black yells back “Fuck yeah!” They approach each other
Fox and Black lock up. Fox hits a clothesline onto Black causing him to hit hard onto the mat. Fox picks Black up and hits a snap suplex to the ground. Fox then picks Black back up and sets him up for a powerbomb. Black flips him over his back. Black begins stomping Fox. Fox grabs Black's foot and sends him to the ground. They both get back up at the same time and look at each other. Black lunges after Fox, and Fox does a firemans carry to the ground. Fox steps back against the ropes as Black gets up and runs at him... Fox ducks sending Black over the ropes and onto the floor. Fox follows...
RW: And they're both on the floor.
JC: Anything can happen here, its falls count anywhere.
Fox grabs Black and flings him into the guardrail we hear a loud crack as bone and flesh meet steel.
Fox runs at Black and clotheslines him over the guardrail. Fox jumps on the guardrail as Black is getting up and does a bouncing Drop Kick off the guardrail!
RW: Oh shit!
JC: Can you say shit on TV?
RW: Well I can on ppvs! lol
Fox grabs a chair, but just before he nails Black with it, Black low blows Fox then does a Pump Slam on the concrete. The crowd is all over them as they barely have enough room to maneuver, security is trying to get them back to the ring, but they don't even hear them or notice anyone else for that matter.
Black grabs a chair and nails Fox right in the head. Black gets back a bit and hits a Roundhouse dropkick! As Black goes to grab Fox, Fox rolls him up and the ref is right there to count 1.2..but Black breaks it up easy.
Fox quickly nails a Snap suplex, he then is up and grabs Black by the hair and drives his face into the cement.
Both men are visibly tired now, slowly they brawl their way up through the crowd, everyone is going crazy and the camera crew has trouble keeping up with them. Black manages an Evenflow DDT then climbs a small fire escape on a wall, he flies off it and executes a Corkscrew Frog Splash, but hitting Fox on that cement floor takes allot out of him. He gets up quickly holding his ribs, he slowly goes for the pin on Fox, 1.2..kickout!
RW: Too much time wasted by Black that time.
Black does an elbow drop but Fox gets out of the way and this time Black hurts his elbow on the cement.
Fox does a Swinging Neckbreaker! He follows it up with a Firemans Carry. Fox sets up and hits The Spiral! Fox covers 1.2..kickout by Black!
JC: Fox is amazed that Black had it in him to kickout.
Fox sets up and appears to be going for his Deaths Wake, but Black counters and reverses the suplex! Black is up and yelling, “I'm not so little now am I? What do you think of me now brother?”
Black hits his Malicious Pleasure but Fox kicks out at 1. They again Brawl and this way make it up to the second story the crowd is going absolutely nuts as the entire match has basically been in the stands. Once up there, they each grab a chair, each takes turn receiving a chair shot. Neither man stops or backs down.
RW: This is just pure unadulterated chaos. These guys are just insane, plain and simple.
They near the edge and Black dropkicks Fox off the balcony and Fox falls bout 15 feet unto small carpet elevated area near the ground floor.
JC: Oh my God, Fox just took a drop off the first balcony! He could be hurt.
RW: Well that small area is padded, but still it must hurt like a bitch.
Fox is starting to come around slowly but he's mostly out of it.
Evan comes down and looks at Fox, for a moment he thinks about helping him up, but then Chaos has no allies does it, he hits his Vengeance maneuver and goes for the pin 1..2...3!
RW: Black has won ladies and gentleman and what a match it was, just simply incredible and I for one cannot stress how much these men put in, and Fox taking that drop off the first balcony, if he doesn't go to the emergency room tonight, he wont be getting up off his bed for a few days that's for sure.
JC: This one match alone is enough for me to want to order the replay, to any camera crews in the back, please copy this match for me and send it to my dressing room, I simply must watch this again. Chaos doesn't even come close to what they did tonight, if what they have in mind for SFT is even a small amount of what they gave us tonight, Glenn, Mad Dogg and Fireball have their work cut out for them that's sure.
Sean Lane versus Damien Sparks World Title Match
JC: We already had the Mad Dogg/Banshee ladder match Randy don't you pay attention?
RW: No you idiot. I'm talking about the main event, the World title match!
JC: Oh… Well… Sweet!
RW: These two are both fierce competitors and it'll be interesting to see their styles clash and what I'm sure will be a classic. The bell sounds twice as Referee Leon Tyson jogs down to the ring and climbs the steps. Ref Tyson steps into the ring as Harvey Vaugh does as well.
Harvey Vaughn: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the main event! The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Strike Fantasy Towers World Hevayweight Championship!
The bell sounds another two times as the lights dim and a blue spotlight hits the stage.
YOUR ASS IS DISMISSED!!!
Your ass is dimissed" blast over the PA as "The Way You Like It" begins to play and the fans boo.
Harvey Vaughn: Introducing first… Hailing from Rochester, New York…
As the beat picks up in his music, Sean Lane is shown standing in a crucifix position on the entrance ramp.
JC: Hey where's Brandi?
RW: Well she and Sean have had problems lately.
JC: So no Brandi?!
RW: I don't think so John… Harvey Vaughn: Weighing in at two hundred, twenty-five pounds… He is "The Sweet" Sean Lane!
Lane spins around now and sprints to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and as he does a flurry of blue and white pyros shoots off. Sean enters and poses in two corners, heckling the fans as he does.
JC: And Sean Lane looks like he's about to rip someone's head off.
RW: Maybe we'll get lucky and he'll take off Sparks'… The bell sounds another two times as Ref Tyson checks Lane's boots and hands for foreign objects. The lights begin flashing red and white as "Cocky" by Kid Rock explodes into the arena.
Harvey Vaughn: And now the Champion… From Toronto, Canada…
As the Strike-Tron flashes the words "Wrestling's Numero Uno" a huge blast of red pyro booms from the top of the entrance ramp and Damien steps out from behind the curtain with the World title around his waist… and Brandi James standing right behind him!
JC: Woohoo Brandi's here after all!
RW: And she's with Sparks! That's gonna set Sean off! And whats that right behind Damien and Brandi? Its Dave Sagers, Banshee, and Myris, theyre accompanying Damien Sparks to the ring?!
JC: Looks like Damien is a Fallen Angel after all. Harvey Vaughn: He weighs in at two hundred, thirty pounds… He is "Wrestling's Numero Uno", and your SFT World Heavyweight Champion… Damien Sparks!
Sparks and Brandi make their way to the ring together as Sean stares on in utter disapproval. Brandi stands in the corner by the steps as Sparks rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring. He unsnaps the World title belt from around his waist and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He lifts the title into the air and raises his other arm along with it to the crowd's disapproval.
The Angels stand on the outside looking on.
JC: Well the champ looks pretty happy with himself.
RW: Sure, why not? He has the belt, he has the girl, what else is there?
JC: Well he certainly doesn't have any respect from these fans.
Damien looks down at his Fallen Angels and says something to them, Myris and Dave shake their heads.
Damien yells back “I need to do this on my own, without your help....please!”
After a moment, they do as they ask and leave.
JC: Looks like Damien has asked the Fallen Angels to leave ringside, I hope that was a good move on his part, but it may cost him, theyre an insurance policy now hes just on his own.
As Sparks hops off the turnbuckle and spins around, he is instantly met with a Sean Lane clothesline!
RW: And here we go!
The referee calls for the starting bell and it rings three times. He picks up the World Belt that Sparks dropped and raises it into the air before handing it to the timekeeper. Sean gets the jump on Sparks and immediately begins to stomp on his gut. Sean grabs the top rope and uses it for leverage as he stomps away. Sean paces away momentarily, just look enough to throw Brandi James a dirty look, then he returns to the champion. As Lane walks back over to Sparks, Lane grabs the top rope again, places his foot on Damien's throat, then uses the ropes to pull himself into Sparks' throat, choking him out. Sparks' arms begin to flail as he can not breath, and Ref Tyson steps in to issue a five count on Lane. At five Lane breaks the hold, but not before cussing out the Ref under his breath.
JC: And look at the intelligence of Sean Lane. Sparks isn't going to fair so well if he tires out right here in the start of the match.
RW: You have a point John. Both of these guys have picked up so much in the past couple months in SFT. They have impressive but quick careers.
Back in the ring Lane lifts Sparks to his feet and backs him into the ropes. He launches Sparks across the ring and into the other ropes. As Sparks comes back Lane runs at him with a shoulder block. Sparks immediately rolls to his feet and attempts to get on Lane. Lane captures him into a side headlock and flips him over for the takedown, keeping the headlock tight.
RW: Lane with a simple submission hold now.
JC: Yeah but it's doing the trick in taking the life out of the champion!
Lane tightens his grip as hard as he can and applies extreme pressure on the head of the champion. Sparks lifts his legs back towards his head, then swings them fo
RWard. He uses the momentum attempt to stand, bring Lane and himself to their feet. Lane keeps the headlock on, but Sparks begins drilling him with knees to the gut. He connects with one, two, three, four knees to the gut.
RW: And the champ is starting to turn the tide.
Sparks breaks Lane's hold, then follows up with a right hand to his face. Sparks now pushes Lane back towards the ropes, and goes for the Irish whip to the opposite ropes. Lane counters the whip and throws Sparks to the ropes. Lane attempts a clothesline but Sparks slides through Lane's feet! Lane turns around now and is met with a boot to the gut from Sparks. Sparks turns around and runs off the ropes behind him. He comes back at Lane, only to be met with a spinebuster. Lane is quickly back to his feet, bounces off the ropes behind him, then comes in with an elbow drop to the sternum.
JC: So much for Sparks turning the tide!
RW: And Lane with the cover…
Ref Tyson: 1…2… kick out!
JC: And almost an early three but Sparks gets the shoulder up.
Lane lifts Sparks to his feet once again, he goes for a whip to the ropes, but Sparks counters with a short-arm elbow to the face. Lane staggers away and falls over the second rope to the outside. Sparks catches his breath for a minute, then grabs ahold of the top rope and catapults himself onto Lane with a cross body.
RW: And what a move from the champ.
Both guys return to their feet fairly quickly, and Sparks begins to pace up the entrance ramp, seemingly turning away from the action. Lane runs up behind him and Sparks turns around in time to scoop Lane up and drop him with a military press onto the barricade. Lane's face bounces back so hard he lands flat on his back. The camera cuts to ringside where we see Brandi cringing at the site of Lane's face hitting the barricade.
JC: What was that?
RW: I guess she still cares.
Lane begins making it to his feet, so Sparks hops onto the barricade, then dives off with a twisting body attack at the challenger!
JC: And Sparks is getting extreme!
Sparks rolls to his feet and almost collides with Ref Tyson. Tyson is shouting frantically at both men, telling them to take it back to the ring. Sparks ignores the referee and lifts Lane up by his hair. He places Lane's head by his side, then quickly executes a snap suplex onto the stail ramp.
RW: This is crazy. This isn't a hardcore match, they should take it to the ring.
JC: Oh shut up, this is high quality entertainment.
Sparks takes his time getting back up, as the suplex took a little bit out of him as well. Sparks walks back over to Lane yet again and lifts him to his feet. Ref Tyson has jogged back to the ring and begun a ten count, so Sparks decides to bring Lane back to the ring. Sparks rolls Lane under the bottom rope, then begins to climb the turnbuckle.
RW: And what's the champ gonna try here?
JC: Who knows, he's been taking care of the extreme end of this match fairly well though.
Sparks looks around at the crowd, before diving off with a shooting star press!
RW: Whoa!
JC: What a move.
RW: And Sparks with a cover now.
Ref Tyson: 1…2…. Shoulder up!
RW: And another close call.
JC: I have a feeling this match is only just beginning.
Sean and Damien both rise to their feet. The two begin to circle each other, each sizing the other up. The circle grows tighter and tighter with each rotation. Suddenly Lane strikes. They lock up in a grapple. Lane goes for the test of strength and the two lock hands. Lane starts out with the advantage as he pushes Sparks back, folding his spine in two. Sparks is still on his feet, but his back his almost touching the mat.
JC: Look at the flexibility of the Damien.
RW: Very impressive John.
Lane smiles as he goes to end the test, but Sparks begins to battle back. The smile quickly disappears as Sparks returns to an upright position. Sparks brings Lane's hands to his sides, as if they were playing "mercy". The pain brings Lane to his knees, and he looks like he's about to quit the test. Lane tries to break free one more time and succeeds by fireman carrying Sparks, still holding his arm, and putting him into a hammerlock.
JC: Wow! What athleticism by Lane!
RW: I didn't even know he could do that.
JC: I didn't think anybody could do that.
Lane lifts Sparks to his feet, still holding his arm in the hammerlock. Lane begins to wrench the arm by thrusting it upward. You can see the intense amount of pain in Sparks' eyes, but he does not quit. Sparks begins to shake violently as he tries to wriggle free. He uses all of his strength to lower the hammerlock a little, then quickly uses his other arm for momentum, reverses the situation, and swings Sean into a hammerlock of his own.
RW: I was expecting an awesome match, but this is simply incredible!
JC: These two are some of the top performers in the Towers today, and they're displaying that right here!
Sean tries to fight the hammerlock but Sparks has it locked in solid. Lane realizes he isn't going to out power Sparks in this situation, so in an act of desperation, Lane dives fo
RWard and uses his own momentum to pull Sparks by his arm right into a rollup pin!
RW: Holy shnikes!
JC: I don't think I've ever seen anybody reverse a hammerlock like that!
Referee Leon Tyson makes the count, 1…. kick out!
RW: A good effort by Lane but no one is going to beat Damien that easily.
Lane quickly gets up and grabs Sparks. He pulls Sparks right into a snap suplex. Both men swiftly get up and meet in the middle of the ring. Lane hits an arm drag but Sparks bounces up again. Sparks leans against the ropes to rest for a second and Lane charges at him looking for a clothesline. Sparks sees him coming and back drops him to the outside. Lane is able to land on his feet though, and reaches in the ring to trip Sparks. Sparks falls to the mat face first then bounces onto his back. Lane runs up the steps and then quickly climbs the turnbuckle. He goes for an elbow drop, but Sparks moves! Sparks rolls to his feet as Lane bounces up in pain. Sparks boots Lane in the gut and delivers an even flow DDT. Sparks hooks the leg as Tyson counts 1…. 2…. kick out!
JC: That was close!
RW: This whole match has been close and it will continue to be that way!
Sparks gets back up and goes to Lane. He kicks Lane in the gut and hits a text book power bomb. Sparks then climbs to the top and hits a body splash. He hooks the leg again and Tyson makes the count. 1…. 2…. shoulder up! Sparks lifts Lane to his feet and slams his face off the turnbuckle. Sparks then starts chopping Lane across the chest. After several chops, Sparks begins to put the boots to Lane. After the kicks start to take their toll and Sparks can see that he's in control, he pulls Lane out of the corner a little, then lifts him vertical suplex style. He holds Lane in the air for about thirty seconds as the crowd looks on in awe. After the thirty seconds has passed, Sparks drops Lane into a brain buster. The crowd echoes the thud Lane's head makes with "ah". Sparks showboats for a second, then hooks the leg.
JC: I think Sparks has him here, Lane hit the mat pretty hard….
Tyson counts, 1…. 2…. 3! No! Lane got his foot on the rope. Sparks looks as shocked as the audience and lifts Lane back up. Sparks goes to throw Lane into the corner, but Lane suddenly snaps to life and throws Sparks into the corner! Lane follows up with a body splash and the two bounce out of the corner. Lane then bounces off the ropes behind Sparks and catches him with a bulldog. Lane takes a second to gather himself and both men get to their feet. Sparks is still slouched over so Lane bounces to the ropes and catches Sparks with a sharp swinging neck breaker.
RW: My God! Did you hear that snap?!?
JC: I definitely did! Sparks' head bounced off the mat like a bowling ball on a trampoline! Lane crawls into the cover and Tyson counts, 1…. 2…. No! Kick out by Sparks.
RW: Wow, I thought Lane might have had him there.
Lane picks Sparks back up and throws him to the ropes. On the rebound he hits a belly to back suplex. This doesn't keep Sparks down for more than a second and he's right back up. Sparks charges Lane but Lane ducks a clothesline and pulls Sparks right into a falling neck breaker. Lane bounces back up and hits a sharp elbow drop. Lane bounces back up again and hits another sharp elbow. Lane bounces up a third time and bounces to the ropes. He comes off with a jumping leg drop to end the combo. Lane hooks the leg, and Tyson counts 1…. 2…. shoulder up! Lane quickly picks Sparks back up and doesn't let him get a chance to gather himself. Lane body slams Sparks, then takes to the turnbuckle. Lane looks around at the fans, then flips off with a split-legged moonsault. He hooks the leg, but again only gets a two count. Lane gets up and argues with Tyson about a three count. Tyson raises his hand with two fingers showing, saying he's not changing the decision. Lane turns back to Sparks to find himself getting clotheslined!
JC: Sparks is still in it folks!
RW: There's no counting that man out John.
JC: Then again Lane doesn't seem to be quitting anytime soon either!
Sparks picks Lane up slowly and throws him to the corner. Sparks begins a series of shoulder thrust, and after weakening Lane he lifts him to the top rope.
RW: What's Sparks going to try here?
Sparks set's Lane up for the superplex and nails it. Sparks doesn't go for the cover though and you can see the fatigue affecting both men. The referee sees that both men are hardly moving and he starts a ten count.
JC: It could be over right here!
RW: Remember folks, Sparks would retain the title in the event of a count out.
After the referee reaches six, Sparks begins to stir. He slowly crawls to Lane who is hardly even breathing. At eight, Sparks flings his arm across the chest of Lane and the ref goes down to count. 1…. 2…. Shoulder up!
JC: That took a lot out of Lane, I don't see this one lasting much longer Randy!
The crowd begins to bang their seats to raise the intensity level in the building. You can see it affecting both men in the ring because they both look like they're getting a second wind. Both men are on their feet now and they meet in the middle of the ring. Sparks goes for a right hand and nails it. Sparks goes for another right hand and connects again. Sparks goes for a third right hand but suddenly Sean throws his arm up and blocks it. Sean then hits a right hand of his own. Sparks goes for a right hand again, but Lane blocks and hits with one of his own. Lane then begins to throw haymakers at Sparks and backs him against the ropes. Lane hits five right hands then uses a sixth to send Sparks flying over the top rope. Lane takes a second to rest, then runs off the other ropes, and swan dives to the outside on top of Sparks!
RW: What a suicidal maneuver by Lane!
JC: You can tell how bad he wants this title.
Both men are down but Lane quickly gets back up. Lane lifts Sparks to his feet and slams his head off the announce table.
RW: Hey!
Lane ignores this warning and throws Sparks onto the table. Lane delivers a hard elbow to the sternum then climbs onto the table himself.
RW: Come on guys! We need this booth!
JC: I don't trust them…
John stands up and backs away as Lane lifts Sparks to a standing position. Both men are standing on the table and Lane calls for the Taste of Sweetness and the crowd boos. Lane ignores them and lifts Sparks into position. At the last possible second, Sparks wriggles his way out and lands on his feet behind Lane. He quickly spins Lane around and nails him with a spinning DDT through the table!
RW: What a counter!
JC: I think Lane killed him!
Both men are down once again and the referee starts counting. Sparks quickly gets up by the count of five and rolls into the ring to break the count. Sparks is about to slide back out of the ring, but instead he stops. Sparks slides completely back into the ring and stands up. The referee starts counting again as Sparks looks from the ring down at Lane.
RW: I guess Sparks is going to play it smart and let the ten count go down.
JC: Boo! We want a fight!
Sparks looks around at the audience and at his fans. They seem disappointed that he's letting the count go. Sparks suddenly looks towards the corner and points to it. The fans go insane as Sparks heads towards the corner and climbs to the top.
RW: Sparks isn't a high flyer! He should just keep his title while he still can!
JC: He's a fan pleaser, he's not going to let them go home disappointed.
Sparks reaches the top of the turnbuckle as the ref reaches an eight count. Sparks raises his hand then dives off the top rope. With out warning, Lane shoots his feet straight up into the air and uses them to spring Sparks away from him! Lane's feet connect directly with Sparks'chest and sends him flying back.
RW: Well that's it. Sparks is done for.
JC: I wouldn't count him out yet, but you know that had to hurt Randy.
RW: This has been a great match so far, it's to bad we all can't be winners.
JC: You don't happen to be a Scout Master on the side, are you Randy?
RW: So what if I am!?!
JC: Figured.
Lane slowly gets to his feet and rolls into the ring. He rolls back out to stop the count, grabs Sparks, and rolls him in. Lane goes for the cover, 1, 2, no! Sparks somehow gets the shoulder up.
RW: I am really impressed with these guys. Neither are showing any quit.
Lane gets really mad and lifts Sparks up quickly. He throws Sparks to the ropes and quickly scoops him into the Sweet Ass Powerbomb!
JC: That has to be it! It's all over!
RW: But Lane isn't moving!
JC: Damn! I guess that last bit of energy was all he had left!
RW: Who's gonna make the cover! Who's gonna get up first!?!? WHO? WHO? WHO?!?!
JC: Yes kids, give a HOOT, don't pollute.
RW: That joke was weak.
Both men are down yet again, but somehow they manage to get up. Lane returns to his feet first and grabs Sparks by his arm. He throws Sparks…. No! Reversal! Sparks pulls Lane right into The Difference Maker!
JC: Damien hit The Difference Maker! It's all over!
Sparks and Lane are both down, but Sparks is still stirring. He crawls into a cover and barely gets to drape his arm across Lane before collapsing. Tyson counts as the fans count with him, 1… 2… 3!!! The bell rings and Cocky hits again.
RW: Sparks retains the title!
JC: What an effort by Lane folks!
Leon Tyson grabs the SFT title belt and hands it to Sparks as he raises his arm…
RW: And what a great match¦ And here comes Brandi
JC: GET NAKED!
Randy looks at John.
JC: Sorry, I couldn't help myself.
Brandi steps into the ring and walks up to Sparks. She embraces him with a hug as he raises the belt. She then puckers up and leans foRWard to kiss him, but instead steps back and slaps him across the face!
RW: What the hell?!?
Brandi walks over to Sean now as Damien looks on in disbelief. She begins to console Sean and helps him up.
JC: Well I guess Brandi is back with her man. I wish I was that man.
RW: Don't we all.
Sparks is in the ring still celebrating and the Sean exits with Brandi beside the ramp. Suddenly Three men come from the crowd wearing black masks and black jackets, carrying steel chairs. They slide into the ring on three sides and beat the living hell out of Sparks. They kick him out of the ring. The Foundation rushes down to save the day, but they cannot get in the ring as the men all use their chairs to keep them out of the ring. The Foundation then helps Sparks to the back. In the end there are only the three masked men in the ring. They take off the masks revealing that they are Aj Nin Red Rum, Connor MacDaddy, and Johny Fierce. Aj Nin grabs a microphone.
Aj Nin Red Rum : For so long I have wanted to make an impact in SFT. Well, this is my impact. Tonight you witnessed a beating of the Stable Cup Champions, thanks to Johny and myself. Then you saw Vicious in a pool of his own blood, thanks to Johny and myself. The three of us are together to make a difference in this company. We are here to add a little extreme action to every SFT program. We are here to
Suddenly, a voice comes over the speakers.
Voice : Now surely you didn't think this was all planned by these three alone. Oh no. There had to be someone behind it all, someone to orchestrate everything.
Then, a man walks out onto the stage. His face can't be seen because there are no lights shining on him.
Voice : There is a new force to be reckoned with. No longer will SFT be a safe place.
A light shines on his face. It is none other than Mason, former SFT and XCW Owner.
Mason : Yes, it's me! I'm back.
Mason walks down to the ring. As he does, the fans don't know what to think. He gets into the ring.
Mason : Now, get ready because there will be no more peace!
Connor, Aj Nin, and Johny all take off their black jackets showing Evil Over Rule t-shirts underneath.
Mason : We personify chaos. Order will have no rest knowing that we, the EOR are here to eliminate them.
RW: Oh my god, EOR have arrived in SFT, god help us cause im sure no one else will!
JC: Lets go to Anthony’s office for the final surprise.
WINDS OF CHANGE CLOSING
Jesus: “Where is he? He should be here by now!”
Hawk: Calm down sir, you bought the stocks legally, this is just a formality, its a done deal.
Behind the desk we can hear a man shuffling some papers, he sits in a high black leather chair, but it has its back to the camera and we cant tell who it is.
Jesus: I know but I wont feel right till I see it done all the way through, and till I get it right from his mouth, I want him to say it, know what I mean?
Hawk: Yes sir.
The door to his office opens and in steps a man in a gray suit with walks in behind him is Dave Sagers.
Jesus: What the fuck? Where is Shadow!?!?
Dave: You know where.
Jesus: If I knew where he was, I wouldn’t of asked you and I wouldn’t of been waiting here for him for 3 hours would I?
Lawyer: Sir I apologize for any inconvenience, but I assure you the documents are in order and Mr. Shadow has given me power of attorney to do the transfer.
Jesus: Dave you call him right now, you tell Shadow to get his ass out here now! This isn’t anyway for him to act.
Dave: You know better than that Tony, he does what he pleases, he’s beyond rules, he makes the rules, always has, you asked him to step into the shadows, and he did as you guys asked, now you ask him to come out? tsk tsk tsk, he’ll come out when he chooses...and when he does...watch out, for now consider his lawyer and The Fallen Angels his voice and his fists, we do his talking for him, and when we strike at someone, it is his fists that we obey. You should talk to Glenn he’s probably the only one in constant contact with him, thats all I can say.
Jesus: Shut up, you’re acting like a damn disciple.
Dave: Im acting like his friend, which is more than I can say for most people.
Jesus: Im not gonna get into this, all I wanted is whats coming to me. Lawyer: And thats exactly what you’ll get sir (he opens his black briefcase and takes out a few papers) Sign on the top, then sign here, and here and finally initial there.
Jesus does so.
Lawyer: Congratulation Mr. Jesus, you are now 50 percent owner of Strike Fantasy Towers.
Hawk: Congratulations sir, we all know how hard to you worked for this.
Dave: yeah Anthony, congrats man.
Jesus: Thanks guys, I appreciate this, we should celebrate.
The voice in the chair: We’ll celebrate soon enough Anthony, you promised me Id get to see him before we started.
Jesus: Sorry man, he no showed on me.
Voice: Sorry isn’t good enough, I wanted to see the look on his face.
Jesus: So did I, but your contract is still valid you are now once again employed by SFT.
The chair swivels around and reveals none other than CAGE!
Cage: I wont be satisfied till he comes out of whatever dark shit hole he’s hiding in and aknowledges me. But for now Ill be happy enough to hunt him down like the dog he is.
Dave: Careful Cage, you just came back, and youd hate to get into trouble so soon.
Jesus: hey man, Shadow cant fire him, not anymore, I’m half owner and Cage is under my protection.
Cage: I don’t need any protection, I’ll do as I please, and If Shadow wants to hurt me? I welcome it, maybe with me out here causing havok he’ll finally come out of hiding.
Dave: We’ll see.
Cage: yes we will...
End
Back at the ring.
RW: OH MY GOD, CAGE IS BACK, but even bigger that that, ANTHONY JESUS IS NOW HALF OWNER OF SFT, THIS I THOUGHT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN.
JC: Neither did I, I thought Id never see the day that SFT was owned by anyone other than Shadow, but now Jesus is half owner and now we truely understand what he meant when he said SFT would never be the same again. Folks if you were lucky enough to record tonight’s ppv, hold onto it, it will be keepsake thats for sure.
Credits roll as we end the PPV.
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