 Strike Fantasy Towers Saturday Night Slaughter ™ With Craig Richards and Zac Nine August 7th, 2004 Saturday Night 8:00pm, Live The picture opens up to a sunburned but smiling Colin O'Brien.
Colin: Well now, before you are clammer to ask, my vacation was quite enjoyable. The topics of San Juan are extraordinary and it was a real struggle to return back to everyday life. Of course there was one thing that drove me to come back home, tonight's no DQ match between Fireball and my very own hired gun Kirk Erikkson. Not to mention all of these other amazing matches my dear Shadow has lined up for me. Well let us just sit back and enjoy the fireworks. X-Fraction vs. Drogden Standard
CR: Well we start off this edition of Slaughter with two of the leagues brightest young superstars, X-Fraction vs. Drogden.
X- Fraction and Drogden are already in the ring as the bell sounds. They circle the ring never taking their eyes off each other. The come to the center and lock up. it’s a stale-mate for a few seconds but X-fraction puts Drogden into a headlock. He tightens the hold causing Drogden onto a knee. Drogden fights back and pushes X-Fraction away and into the ropes. X-Fraction comes back and drops Drogden with a shoulder block. X-Fraction runs to the opposite ropes and Drogden rolls. X jumps over Drogden, Drogden springs up and hit’s a high dropkick to the head of X. Drogden lifts X up by his chin and places his head under his arm.
ZN: Drogden with a suplex.
Drogden kick scissors his legs so he never releases the plex. He picks X up and delivers a second followed by another suplex. Drogden lifts his arms up perpendicular to his body and rotates. The crowd responds with loud boos. Drogden smiles and turns his attention back towards X. He leans down to pick X’s head up again and X grabs the tights rolling him up into a pin.
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ZN: What a close one for Drogden. Caught completely by surprise by X.
Drogden jumps to his feet and starts unleashing a barrage of devastating stomps to the midsection of X-Fraction. Drogden has had enough. X lays on the ground, fetal position clutching his stomach. Drogden signals to the crowd and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He jumps…Drog-Ton!!! NO! X-Fraction managed to roll out of the way at the last minute.
CR: If its one thing that X-Fraction has the most of, its heart.
Drogden rolls around the mat in agony. X slowly gets to his feet. He goes for the cover.
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Kick-out after one. X picks Drogden up and kicks him in the midsection. DDT. X delivers a few sharp kicks to the chest of Drogden before picking him back up. He whips him across the ring and bounces off the ropes nearest him. X charges at Drogden attempting the clothesline. Drogden ducks under his arm and bounces off the opposite rope. He comes back at X with a rising knee kick. X staggers back into a turnbuckle. Drogden quickly follows and gives him a few knocks to the head. Drogden hoists him up and climbs to the third rope. He jumps up and delivers a huge frankensteiner. Drogden quickly jumps back to his feet and climbs the ropes. Yes it’s Double Jeopardy.
ZN: This one is just about over.
Drogden is not done. Hitting every move in his arsenal. He climbs back to the top rope and signals to the crowd. Drog-Ton! Drogden grimaces from the recoil of his own move but he slowly makes his way back over to make the cover. X doesn’t move. He’s out of it.
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CR: And your winner…Drogden!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Drogden Mark Wynter vs. Arsen Ayers No DQ "Rexall" by Dave Navarro starts to blast over the PA as Mark Wynters makes his way down to the ring in his usual wrestling attire. He carries over his shoulders half of the Tag Team titles. He gets in the ring to a corner and flashes his title to the crowd as Unborn by Revielle starts to blast over the PA. The crowd goes crazy with boos and chants of Asshole fill the whole arena. Arsan makes his way down the ramp with a bunch of goodies in a shopping cart. He slides into the ring and before the bell could ring both men start to go at it.
CR: It seems like our whole card tonight has been ruled no DQ.
They start by exchanging blows back and forth. Neither one getting the upper hand. Finally Marks gets a grapple on him and connects with a DDT. He then gets up quickly and follows it with a few leg drops across the chest before Arsan rolls out of the ring. Mark starts to get all hyped up and calls for Arsan to step back in the ring.
Arsan walks over to the shopping cart and grabs a baseball bat out of it. He slides into the ring with it but before he gets up Mark is already stomping on him. Arsan lets go of the bat and Wynter pick's him up by the head and attemps a clothline. Arsan ducks under it and hits him with a low blow quickly grabbing Mark up and tossing him over to the corner turnbuckle. Arsan walks over to him and starts to connect with chops across the chest. Mark gets of the corner and wobbles around before going down holding his chest. Arsan then starts to stomp on Mark's head.
After a couple of more stomps Arsan eyes lights up as he gets out the ring again and walks over to his shopping cart full of goodies. Arsan begins to look around and now grabs a hold of a mini lead pipe. As Arsan turns around he is met by a cross body from over the ropes to the outside of the ring by Mark. Both men are slow at getting up. Arsan start to use the guard rails to pick himself up but Mark already beat him to it and grabs a hold of the shopping cart and rams it against Arsan back. Mark then grabs Arsan up and tosses him in the ring. He then starts to take all the goodies out of the cart and start to toss them inside of the ring. Mark then slides in and grabs a garbage can top. As he is about to crack Arsan over the head he's unaware that arsan grabbed a hold of some brass knuckles. Arsan cracks Mark over the head. Marks goes down hard. Arsan then drags Mark to a good position in the ring close to the corner and lays the garbage can top over Mark's body as he climbs the top rope and attemps a moonsault that easily connects. Arsan goes for the pin.
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CR: I thought it was over there! Why did he do that?
Arsan broke the count himself. Mark did not kick out. Arsan sees something that lights up his eyes again. Arsan goes for some handcuffs and hancuffs Mark's hand behind his back. Mark is now helpless. Arsan starts to beat him throughtout the whole ring. Connecting with just about everymove in his arenal. He chokeslams Mark and quickly follows it with a Full Nelson slam. He then starts tossing him back and forth from turnbuckle to turnbuckle and continues his arsenal with a JackKnife Powerbomb and then follows that with a powerful closeline.
Mark look motionless. The crowd begins their chants of asshole all over again. Arsan takes his attention off of Mark and argues their gesture. He then waves then off and goes back to Mark who somehow mange to get on his knees. As Arsen gets closer Mark headbutts him in the mid section. Mark then uses the ropes to get himself up. Arsan grabs the baseball bat he try to use earlier in the match and charges at Mark who ducks out of the way causing Arsan to hit the ropes instead making the bat bounce off the ropes and across his head. Arsan knocks himself out. Mark then wighgles like a worm with his hands handcuffed to his back and lays hinself over on a knocked out Arsan as the ref counts.
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CR: Wynter pulls it out!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Mark Wynter The parking garage door swings open as Fireball walks through it carrying a bag over his shoulder. He looks in both directions and behind him before walking forward and out of sight.
The picture reveals Colin O'Brien's office once again but this time with Erikkson standing beside him. O'Brien looks at the larger man.
Colin: Finish this. Now.
Erikkson smiles and walks out of the office. Triple X vs. Joe Mokoko Standard "Steel Avengers" by Metalium hits the P.A. system and the arena grows dark. The camera pans around the arena and then focuses in on the ramp to see a man sitting high on the StrikeTron. The camera zooms in to see the man is Joe Mokoko. He suddenly looks to the camera and stands up. He leaps off and lands on the hard floor in a crouching position, head bowed. Joe looks up and with blinding speed runs toward the ring and slides in. He jumps on top of the turnbuckle and just stares at the crowd...
As the lights in the arena start to dim, suddenly "IT IS NOT A F*CKIN GAME" appears in big red letters on the Striketron, followed by Fight Music hitting the pa system. Then Triple X walk out from the back, and as he makes his way down to ring side, pyro in the form of a red x shoots off behind him. He then slides under the bottom rope, walks to the center of the ring and poses with his arms crossed over his head in the shape of an X.
It is Mokoko who strikes first while X is still posing, with an attack from behind, a double ax handle to the back of the head, that sends XXX to the ground. Mokoko kicks him, forcing him to roll over. After a few kicks, XXX grabs the foot and rolls Joe over with a dragon screw, wrenching his knee and ankle big time, but Joe rolls back onto his feet. XXX meanwhile, gets up, holding his chest with one hand.
Both men stare at each other momentarily before XXX and Mokoko both charge each other, Mokoko managing to duck a clothesline from the veteran and as they both run into the ropes and run again, hits a flipping dropkick on XXX, quickly locking in Mokoko’s own version of the Texas clover leaf, a signature move that XXX would call ‘Xcessive Pain’, but a master of his own manoeuvres, Triple X quickly grabs onto the ropes.
CR: Wow Phil, Mokoko is really giving it to the veteran.
Zac Nine smiles as Richards just stares at him.
Mokoko and XXX again end up standing off against each other and this time, XXX quickly goes behind, swooping underneath Joe’s arm and locking his own arms around his waist. He then steps back, releasing his hold and hits a shot into Joe’s kidneys sending him into the rope. As he turns around, X tries to hit the ‘Xplosion’, but Joe pushes him away, sending him into the ropes this time. On his return, Joe nails a drop toe hold, causing XXX to land, throat first, over the second rope. Joe runs to the opposite end of the ring and then hits a vicious drop kick to the back of the veterans head. X stays in place, leaving Joe to get up on his feet and hitting a German suplex on XXX! Joe goes for a quick but inconvenient cover.
ONE! TWO! The crowd counts along, but XXX counts out by three.
Mokoko lifts him up and quickly hits a self induced enziguri, sending XXX into the ropes once again, but Joe stays down. XXX keeps on running, rebounds again. This time Mokoko meets him with an amazing headscissors takeover, sending XXX crashing into the turnbuckle in a heap! Mokoko doesn’t cover though; instead he tries to drag XXX into the corner to prevent an easy rope break. This works against him however when XXX goes and rolls him up in a small package!
ONE! Easy kick out.
This appears to anger Mokoko, who lifts XXX off his feet, immediately hitting a jawbreaker right after, leaving Triple X on his knees and then, running backwards into the ropes, Joe runs forward again and delivers a punishing Draco kick! It sends XXX flat onto his back. Mokoko covers.
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ZN: Oh my god! Mokoko beat the veteran!
The lights in the arena suddenly go out and on the titentron We must always fear the wicked. But there is another kind of evil that we must fear the most, and that is the indifference of good men. Both contestants in the ring and all of the fans look to the screen. We see that the Holocaust Locker room has been blocked, so no one can get out. Then it all just stops as Play god erupts over the PA. When the lights come back on, the music still playing, there is another man standing in the ring. A man in a mask. He just stands there for a bit before pulling something out of his pocket and hittiing Triple X in the chest with it! Triple X screams out in pain as we see spark of electricity flow from the mans hand into X's body! X falls limp and the man turns his attention to Joe Mokoko. He drops the taser and walks towards him, extending his hand. Joe stares at him, and the boos pour in from the crowd as Joe grabs his hand. The man raises Joe's arm in the air and shows him off to the crowd. Joe, still confused, begins to relax and just then, the man swings around and kicks him in the gut, lifts him up onto his shoulders, spins around to the ropes, drops Joe on the top rope and spins around again, slamming him to the mat!!! Joe lays there motionless as the man climbs over the top rope and walks backwards up the ramp, trash talking Joe and the rest of his gang. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Joe Mokoko Fireball vs. Kirk Erikkson No DQ “Fly From the Inside” begins to play as the crowd gets to their feet. But instead of entering the arena as he using does, Fireball is thrown through the entrance as Kirk Erikkson appears behind him holding a lead pipe. A close-up of Fireball reveals the blood spilling from his forehead.
CR: Oh my…
Erikkson stands over Fireball and raises the pipe and slams it down into the face of Fireball. He shakes from the pain and lies still again. Erikkson’s eyes bulge from the carnage he is inflicting as he looks back down at the limp body. He tosses the pipe aside.
CR: Thank god.
Erikkson forces Fireball to his feet and begins to drag him to the edge of the stage. He turns and hooks Fireball under the throat and tosses his arm over his head.
CR: He’s going to suplex him off the stage?!?!
Erikkson looks around at the standing arena and lifts Fireball up over his head. He holds him there when suddenly Fireball delivers a sharp fist to Erikkson’s ribs. He lowers Fireball but Fireball hangs onto Erikkson’s head, turns around, lifts Erikkson off his feet and falls off the stage; hitting the X-Caliber through the pyro table positioned on the floor!
CR: I….I….
EMTs rush from backstage as Fireball begins to stumble to his feet. The medical personnel converge around Erikkson as Fireball stares down at the unmoving man. He looks around at the audience who is on its feet as “Fly From the Inside” erupts through the arena again. Fireball wipes the blood from his face and walks through the curtain by the bottom of the stage.
CR: Wow, now we go from that massacre to the triple threat match. Can this Slaughter get any better?
We cut backstage as Nirvana is walking thru the hallway. He turns the corner, the same masked man from the Mokoko match is waiting for him. Nirvana starts towards him, but the man doesn't move. Nirvana picks up a nearby hammer and continues to advance on the man. The masked man takes a step back and turns the corner behind him.
Nirvana: Get back here you masked bitch!
Nirvana starts into a run after the man. He turns the corner and the masked man hits him with the same weapon he used on Triple X. Nirvana drops to the ground, holding his chest and the man bends over and pulls out a knife. He pushes the point onto Nirvana's forehead, splitting him wide open. The blood pours out as the man puts his fingers in Nivana's fresh blood and licks it. He does it again, except this time he takes his finger to the wall and writes something.
".......Thy Kindom Come.....
The masked man kicks Nirvana again and walks away, leaving him on the ground.
Johnny Legend vs. Kaeneis vs. Connor MacDaddy Triple Threat Match
"Got you by the balls" by AC/DC blares over the PA system as large red X pyros fires off. A few seconds into the song Connor steps out onto the stage and makes an X with his arm in the air. He starts to walk down the ramp. Mid ramp he slows down and points to a few fans and gives them a big thumbs up. He slides in the ring and goes on the turnbuckle and makes X crosses in the air to the crowd.
“Kool Thing" by Sonic Youth plays over the speakers as the arena turns dark red, Legend than makes his way down to the ring. When the arena plunges into darkness, and several seconds pass. A lone, white spotlight illuminates an empty ring, whilst all others remain off. The entrance video begins to play, and My Immortal begins. Kaeneis emerges, unlit. He stands at the ramp top for several more seconds, before slowly beginning his walk down to the ring. The single spotlight continues to light the ring. When the overdrive guitar, marking the beginning of the song bridge kicks in, pyro detonates white flashes on all four turnbuckles, and normal lighting resumes. Kaeneis enters over the top rope.
CR: All three men are in the ring and this match is ready to explode!
The bell rings and the three men begin to walk to the center of the ring. They pause as Legend begins to smack talk both men.
CR: Legend is really laying it to Connor and Kaeneis.
Legend is still going off on the two men and Connor and Kaeneis are beginning to look annoyed. They look at one another and then both turn to punch Legend in the face. The two men then grab Legend and send him soaring over the top rope and onto the floor.
ZN: Wow…saw that coming.
Connor and Kaeneis now look at one another and immediately begin to slug it out. Connor surprisingly gets the upper hand over the larger Kaeneis and forces him back into a corner. Connor backs up and spears Kaeneis into the corner. Kaeneis doubles over but remains in the corner as Connor steps up for another. He charges but Legend pulls Kaeneis out of the way causing Connor to slam into the ring post. While Connor rolls in agony, Legend pulls the monster to the floor.
CR: Triple threat rules delegate no DQ or count out.
Legend tries to whip Kaeneis in the steel barrier but the move is reverse and Legend is sent over the steel barricade and into the front row of seats. Kaeneis turns and slides back into the ring. Kaeneis begins to lift Connor into the air but the move is reversed when Connor scores with a Northern Lights Suplex!
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Kaeneis kicks out and Legend slides into the ring. Connor kicks the monster in the head when Legend scores with a leg lariat to the back of his head. Legend quickly covers but barely gets a one count. Legend gets back to his feet, turns and is met but a huge boot to the face. Kaeneis looks down at him but instead moves to Connor. He picks him up but drills him right back down with a hard chokeslam. Legend attacks before he could go for a cover. Legend locks Kaeneis around the gut and tries a belly to belly suplex. Kaeneis is just too strong and nails the “Remarkable One” in the back. The monster lifts Legend back up but Johnny slips behind him and this time hits a German suplex with a bridge.
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Connor breaks up the count when a boot to Legend’s ribs. Connor picks up Legend and lifts him unto his shoulders. He walks around the ring and drops him to the mat with a Death Valley Driver. Before he can cover him, Kaeneis grabs him by the neck and locks him in a Dragon Sleeper. Connor tries to fight it but Kaeneis is just too strong and he cannot break the monster’s grip. Connor is quickly fading when Legend comes out of nowhere with a dropkick to Kaeneis’ face. But he still will not break the hold. Legend looks confused but desperate and slides to the outside. He looks around for a minute and then dives under the ring.
CR: What the hell?
But Legend emerges, pants still intact and with a fire extinguisher. He slides into the ring, walks in front of Kaeneis as Connor’s arm is about to drop for the third time and blasts the monster in the face with the frozen liquid. Kaeneis reels and breaks the hold. He bounces off the ropes and Legend drives the extinguisher into his face, sending him to the outside. Legend turns with the weapon still in his hand to the now stirring Connor. He crouches, waiting for MacDaddy to get up.
CR: It might be better for Connor to stay on the mat this time around.
Connor reaches his feet with help from the ropes. He slowly turns and is drills in the face with the extinguisher, immediately breaking his nose and sending him to the arena floor. Legend looks down at his damage. He turns around and walks straight into a waiting Kaeneis who delivers the Remembrance Drop! Kaeneis covers Legend.
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CR: It’s over!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Kaeneis
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